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[ruewrote]

𝑖 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒.

PAIRING: carl grimes x fem!reader WARNINGS: none GENRE: angst and fluff SONG INSPIRATION: sarah by alex g WORD COUNT: 994

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you were by carls side as he recovered from the gun shot, when he couldn't even sit up. when he'd yell at you to leave, to not look at him.

to not look at how hideous he is now. you thought nothing but the best of him always, a wound would not be changing that anytime soon.

you slept in a chair next to his bed in the infirmary, risking a sore body the next day but that didn't matter as long as you got to see him.

it was about time that he got relocated back over to the grimes residence, you were the first to jump up and offer assistance.

"ill help! i could bring his stuff back over and-" you were soon cut off by him, his nostrils flared, his teeth gritted, eye narrowed.

"oh my god will you please just shut up for five seconds, just go home. i don't need you here." his chest huffed out a sigh, turning away from you. his feet dangling off the edge of the bed.

biting your lip, blinking repeatedly trying to stop the tears from flowing. you nodded letting a wobbly okay. making your way over to the door giving him a last look over.

"i'm sorry that i bothered you, i hope you feel better soon." all you got in response was a scoff from across the room, that's when you took your leave.

sobs racked throughout your body as you ran over to your house, just wanting this day to be over as you flopped onto your bed and began thinking.

he had never spoken to you like that before, you just wanted to help. you just wanted him to heal. of course you did.

you went in circles for hours to think what would make him speak to you like that.

carl always had a soft spot for you. you had the unconditional you would die for each other sort of love.

everyone saw it as you used to walk hand in hand lightly swinging your arms as you leant into him as you strolled down the road to see judith.

now he was acting like he didn't even know you? it hurt more than words could explain, you just wanted your boyfriend back.

you eventually fell asleep with tears staining your cheeks.

you were determined to make him feel better, pounding a small rhythmic knock against the front door. letting out a deep breath, your frown replaced with a bright smile.

footsteps were heard, the door opened being met with rick with judith on his hip. she babbled and made grabby hands towards you.

plucking her off of rick, placing her on your hip instead. the three of you making your way further into the home. tickling judith as you did so.

"he's very delicate at the moment. he's far from the same, it might take a while for him to be back to normal, at this point i'm not even sure if he ever will be." your hand rested upon his shoulder giving it an reassuring squeeze letting him know that you could do this, you could look after him. not knowing if you were trying to convince him or yourself.

he looked hesitant as he took the small girl back from you explaining that he's leaving her with olivia and that he'd be back at the end of the day, closing the door behind him leaving the house empty and very quiet.

you made your way over to the kitchen deciding on making carl some soup, once you had finished cooking, putting the bowl and a glass of water on a tray, you tiptoed over to his room. silently opening the door, his back faced you as you placed the tray on his bedside table.

lightly shaking him as he stirred from his sleep he lightly grumbling then turned over. his face dropping when he saw it was you.

"i-i made you some soup and there's some water." you shrunk at the way he was staring at you, with what felt like hatred.

clearing his throat, pushing himself up by his elbows to look at you properly, "why are you here?"

"because believe it or not. i care about you carl."

that only led him to look away from you, nervously rolling his bottom lip between his teeth. scared to look back at you. "i don't understand why. i'm useless now, i'm ugly y/n don't you see that?"

your heart shattering at the horrible words he was spluttering at you, "none of that is true carl, it doesn't matter how you think you look, you're not ugly or useless. you're brave." gently holding his face in your hands, him refusing and trying to turn from you. but your hold on him was firm so he had no choice but to look at you.

"so so so brave, i can't even imagine how you must be feeling. i'm sorry this happened to you, you of all people do not deserve this. anything but this."

that's when the dam broke and he threw himself into your arms and cried, your hand stroking his hair as you held him. your hug soon turned into you cuddling, small sniffles were heard here and there as you whispered affirmations into his ear. he felt safe enough to fall into your arms that morning.

later that evening rick and judith arrived home, she had fallen asleep against him on the way back home. he was confused to come back and the house be completely quiet.

so after he had tucked his daughter in leaving a kiss on her forehead, he made his way over to carls room, making no noise as he opened the door. peeking over finding you peacefully cuddled together.

backing out of the room once again, closing the door with a small smile on his face, knowing his son was safe.

as long as he was with you.

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[taylormarieee]

~Girl, you don't know what you do to me~

Request: I have a TWD request. Rosita gives the reader a dress she found while out on a run and the reader wears it for rick and he fucks her in it. Maybe a bit of degrading if you're into that

Word count: 1.3k

Pairing: Rick Grimes x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Degrading kink, Smut, PiV sex, Unprotected sex, Sex with plot, Sub/Dom Dynamic, that's it! Enjoy!

Rosita was a good friend of yours. Like the best. She always gave you tips on how to tease and impress a fellow member of the group that you were interested in.

Today was just like any other day. A group was going out on a run and Rosita happened to be in that group. You quickly ran down the street to go ask her about it.

"Where are y'all goin?" You ask, your cute southern accent coming out.

"On a run. Might go to a shop, market, or store. We'll probably be back in an hour or so because we don't have a lot of sunlight left." She responds.

"Oh ok, well if you do go to a shop, can you see if you can find me a cute sundress? A couple of girls 'ere are having a house party and I Don't have any more dresses left." You ask, squinting at the sunlight.

"Yea, sor sure. I got you girl!" She says patting your shoulder. You smile and smack her ass on the way out causing you both to laugh.

You walk down the street and notice a tall, dark, handsome brunette standing on the porch of your shared house.

You smile and wave at Rick, and he smirks and waves you over. You walk up the steps and meet him on the porch.

"Hey, sweetheart. Whatcha doin' hmm?" He asks in his deep southern accent that you always find attractive.

"Nun much! I just finished talkin' to Ro before she went on a run." You answer, with a small smile on your face.

He hums in approval and you nervously start playing with your gun holster on your thigh.

"So... What are you up to, officer!?" You ask with a chuckle. In return, you earn a laugh from the man in front of you.

"Oh sweetheart, ya always make me laugh. I was just looking around, just put Jude to sleep." He says.

"Ohhhh! Can I see her? Pretty please?!" You ask, holding your hands together and begging.

He chuckles and motions his head to the door. You squeal and run straight to the door and into Judith's room. You open the door and quietly make your way inside. You see her cute, tiny little body sleeping in the crib.

"Awww she's so cute!" You whisper.

"Just like you," Rick says. A little taken back you turn around to see Rick standing in the doorway staring at you with a big goofy smile plastered on his handsome face.

"Hmm. I'm not cute! Far from It actually." You say turning around to hold her hand.

"Well, I think you are cute, so you're cute." He says walking up behind you to wrap his arms around your waist.

You hum and melt. into his warm, loving touch. Oh, did I forget to mention? You're already dating? Thanks to Rosita? Oh well now you know.

You hold his arms and you both sway back and forth. You were about to turn and kiss him but were briefly interrupted by Michonne.

"Uh, Rick? OH... Sorry, am I interrupting something?" She asks.

You laugh a little, "No, no Michonne, Your not! Please take him, he's won't let me go!" You say laughing.

Michonne chuckles a bit and Rick bites your neck, signaling that he'll get you back later.

You laugh and kiss his hand as he walks away with Michonne to do his important duties.

About 20 minutes later, your in your room reading a book when Rosita comes knocking on your door.

"Come in!" You yell out.

"Look what I got!" She says holding up two sun dresses, your guessing one is for her and the other for you.

You jump up squealing as you go to hug her yelling out 'Thank you's'.

One is this really pretty yellow one with roses on it and the other is a really pretty green with sunflowers on it.

"I already called dibs on the green one so the yellow one is all yours!" She says with a smirk on her face.

"Thank you so much Ro! I love you!" You say grabbing the dress and hugging her one more time.

You both try them on and look in the mirror. "We look so hot!" She says.

You laugh at her comment and twirl.

You both walk out and grab the attention from almost every guy in Alexandria.

"I've gotta go. I have garden work I need to do!" You say walking towards the tool shed. "Oh ok, thats fine, I've got a class to teach anyway." She shouts from across the street.

You hold up a peace sign and she holds up a heart sign and you both part ways.

As you walk towards the tool shed you feel a pair of eyes on you but you don't bother to see who it is. Probably another boy or guy in Alexandria staring at you.

When you walk in and close the door behind you, you look for the supplies needed for gardening. You find the gloves and put them on the table.

Just as you are about to grab the hedge shears, the door opens and closes, locking behind whoever came in.

"I'll be out soon, just grabbing the last of my to-" You turn around to see a very angry Rick.

"Oh hi hunny! Are you ok? What happened?"You asked innocently.

You were messing. with him. You knew exactly why he was mad and why. he was in here. It's because of the dress. your wearing. Its showing off a little too much skin for his liking.

"You know why sweetheart." He says walking closer to you. His hands itching at his sides to reach out and grab you.

"I-I really don't Ricky." You say trying to hide your smirk. God what an actor you were. Acting like you didn't know what you were doing to him.

"Girl, you don't know what you do to me." He says lowly, his eyes darker than before.

He grabs you by you hips and kisses you. You instantly wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him back passionately.

Rick flips you over and lifts up your drees.

"Bend over for me sweetheart. Wanna see that pretty little ass of yours mama." He says rubbing you ass through the dress.

You moan out and bend over for him. He groans as he pressed his erection on your ass, slowly grinding on you.

You hear the clink of his belt buckle and his pants hitting the floor. You feel his cock rubbing through your folds.

"Fuck princess, you feel so good. Can't wait to fuck you in this pretty little dress. Give you my babies." He whispers lustfully in you ear.

He shoves his cock inside you filling you up. You clench hard around his length. He doesn't even give you time to adjust before he's already slamming into you.

"Fuck mama, you keep squeezing me like that and I might not last!" He groans shoving his length further inside you with every deep thrust.

"ohhhh fuckk! Rick, please cum inside me! I want to carry y-your babies please!" You moan out. Drunk off his cock.

"Yea? You fucking slut. Look at you in this dress walking around, flaunting and showing off like a little whore." He says.

You clench around him at his dirty words and moan. His hips begin to get sloppier and his breathing starts to get heavier.

"C-Cum with me please! Please Rick, please!" You cry out feeling your orgasm approach.

"Ah- hah- Fuck! Ok sweetheart!" He breathes out.

Soon you both are drawing out moans and whining as you both cum. You both ride out your highs feeling euphoric and dizzy.

"You should wear this dress more often... especially if it's gonna end up with your legs shaking and my cum dripping down your thighs." He says with a smirk on his face.

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[zombiewhor3]

i was wondering if you could make a rick grimes x reader fluff! <33

A FAMILY?

rick grimes x fem reader (season 5 era)

WARNINGS: reader has slight baby fever, young Judith, Alexandria era, cuddly Rick, soft reader/Rick, really just some fluffy stuff,

a/n: sorry for not posting my break ended so i had to go back to school and it's been hectic making up assignments and trying to get everything back in order, i've also been sick all week so enjoy this fluffy request while i try and catch up on more posts and stories to make up for the time i have been gone !!

she hummed softly as she lifted the once whining Judith into her arms, now she was happy as a clam and babbling while she carried a stuffed toy in her hand, y/n smiled as she looked over at the still sleeping Rick who just looked to damn peaceful to wake.

She sat with Judith while pulling off a story book Daryl had found on one of the runs thinking that maybe Judith would've liked it and sure as hell she did, her eyes brightened each time she looked at the bright colored pages and the illustrations, her hand ran over the bunnies that were drawn out on the page.

the light coffee colored pages had small paragraphs of words printed in black ink and a pretty font that y/n had started to read aloud to her, Judith sat back in her arms holding onto the bunny she had while she was focused on the book.

she was just a little over a year old so she was so focused on touching and exploring everything around her, she giggled hearing y/n say the words peter rabbit to her with a bright smile on her face.

Rick had heard the giggle as he flipped around flickering his eyes open to see the two sitting on the love seat in the room, he smiled so bright he thought he was going to explode.

"morning sunshines" he spoke covering himself in the white bed-sheets watching as y/n looked up at him, his daughter to focused on the book to even such as look up at him.

"morning sheriff" y/n teased sitting up with Judith in her arms and placing her down against the bed, she had thought about her own kid with Rick, she thought about giving a sibling to Carl and Judith.

she simply just wanted a family with rick, "what are you thinking about? i can the gears in your brain turning" rick asked propping Judith up against his chest as she fiddled with the book happily content with the pages she couldn't read yet.

"just a family" she spoke rubbing some of Judith's blonde hair from her face while she smiled softly, "the one we have now with all our friends or the family with Judith and Carl?" Rick asked while he rubbed his thumb in circles over the soft skin of her thigh.

"i mean the second one yes, but a new addition to the family would be a better way to put it i guess" she admitted looking down at his hand still rubbing small circles on her.

"like a baby? like Judith?" he asked watching her nod her head she knew it was stupid, she knew it was reckless but somehow someway she just wanted it so damn bad.

"tell you what if things blow over well in the next few months i will give you a baby, hell i'll give you as many as you want" he spoke with a smug smile and a wink referring to the baby making part.

"one little angel will do"

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[paintyoureyeswithavividmind]

close to home | chapter sixty

close to home | chapter sixty

plot: the reader's life changes after the death of Rick Grimes

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Pairing: Eventual Daryl Dixon x f!reader Word Count: 4,087 Warnings: violence, blood, typical twd A/N: thank you for reading!!! Good luck with this one

Rick’s death was felt in every community, and things fell apart. The saviors were left to survive on their own, and the other communities grew distant in the following weeks. You returned to Alexandria with Daryl and Michonne, while Maggie went to the Hilltop and Carol to the Kingdom. 

You spent eight months there with a pregnant Michonne, helping to build up what Rick’s death tore down. But when the children were kidnapped and on the mission to rescue them, you found Rick’s revolver. Daryl told you he wanted to keep looking for Rick’s body. 

You didn’t think he’d ever be able to find a body; it was most likely torn apart from the explosion. But he was your husband, so you went with him. 

You helped Daryl every day looking for a body, moving further east almost every day. You didn’t settle in one spot for more than a day or two. Slowly, days became weeks, and weeks became two months, and then five more. You hadn’t seen anyone in seven months. And you were tired. 

Daryl had shut down on you, and you couldn’t pull him back. You knew he felt Rick’s death deeply, more deeply than you. There was nothing you could do to make him feel better, nothing you could do to make him laugh or smile. He was lost, and you couldn’t find him. And you were losing yourself. Even though you were with him and had Tora with you, you were alone.

But each time you tried to talk to him about stopping or even just taking a break, he wouldn’t hear it. So there was nothing for you to do. You didn’t want to leave him out here alone, but you couldn’t stay anymore.

“I’m going home,” You finally said one early Spring morning.

Daryl looked at you but didn’t say anything. 

“I want to go home, Daryl.” You stood up. “I miss my family. I haven’t seen them in months. We missed the birth of Michonne and Rick’s baby. We don’t even know if it’s a boy or a girl. And I don’t even know where the hell we are.”

Again, he didn’t say anything.

“Aren’t you going to say something?” You said, your voice rising. “Come home with me, Daryl, please?”

“I can’.”

“You can. You have to. I can’t stay out here any longer.” 

He didn’t say anything after that, he just walked away. You scoffed and sat back down on the stupid, thin mattress pad and looked at Tora through teary eyes. You laid back and curled yourself into a ball, sobbing as Tora tried to comfort you the best she could.

***

You left before dawn the following day. You couldn’t bring yourself to say goodbye and needed to go home for a while. You promised yourself you’d come back and find him, but you needed to be home.

***

You sobbed into Michonne’s arms as she held you on the couch. You couldn’t stop crying, and you were struggling to breathe.

“I couldn’t do it anymore,” You choked out. “I’m sorry, but I couldn’t. He’s not the same anymore… I can’t help him…”

Michonne shushed you and rubbed the back of your head. “You did everything you could. You were out there with him for seven months. If there is anyone that could’ve helped it, it would’ve been you.”

“I don’t wanna lose him,” You sobbed. “I was such a coward leaving the way I did. But I couldn’t do it…”

Michonne held you as you cried for another twenty minutes, and you rambled on and on about how guilty you felt, how broken he was, and how alone you were. She was able to calm you down enough that you were able to breathe. 

And then Judith walked into the room, and you couldn’t believe how big she was. She was pushing five by now. 

“Aunt (Y/N),” She smiled and ran to you. You cried again when she jumped into your lap to give you a hug. “Why are you crying?”

“I’m happy to see you,” You lied. “I missed you so much.” You hugged the little girl again. 

“Did you come to see RJ?”

You glanced at Michonne, immediately knowing what the R meant. She nodded at you with a small smile, and you stood up, carrying the little girl. “How did you know that? You are so smart, Judith!” 

***

Later that night, you were sitting in the basement of Michonne’s house, the room you and Daryl moved into. None of you could take living in the same house Carl used to, so you all moved into one of the townhouses. You and Daryl had discussed going to a different one, but Rick and Michonne insisted you stay with them. Neither of you put up a fight because it felt better being with them under one roof. 

All your crap was around the room. Your old clothes you hadn’t seen in months, shoes, and little things you picked up here and there. It was hard being in there. You decided to clear it out and remove what you didn’t want anymore. 

An hour later, you found Carl’s note in your nightstand drawer. You put it there when you came home to Alexandria and never opened it. 

His writing was faded, and your eyes were already tearing up when you opened it. 

(Y/N),

You were the first person we let into our lives at the prison. I remember the first time I saw you. I was waiting for my dad to kill you. I’m glad he didn’t. You became one of my closest friends, and I know you know that Tora was my world for a long time. Thank you for sharing her with a scrawny kid in a policeman’s hat. 

My dad and I owe you a debt of gratitude that could never be repaid. You saved my sister; you saved us that day in Terminus. And I will always be thankful for you. I don’t have any room to ask you any favors, not after everything you’ve done for my family. But I need to ask you one more. 

Please watch over Judith for me. She will have dad and a mom with Michonne, but she is going to need you. Be her friend, like you were to me. Make her laugh and feel like she has value, no matter how young she is. I know she’s going to beat this world, and I know you’ll be there too. Please watch over my sister for me. I’m sorry I can’t, and I’m sorry to ask this of you, but I need to. 

I buried a box by the oak tree near the tower. Inside are all my comics. I didn’t want the saviors to take them. Promise me you’ll read them with her? I know you did it for me because you love me, just like I know you’ll do it for her. 

Try not to throw yourself headfirst into danger, (Y/N). I’ve seen you do things without thinking about your safety. I wanted to be like you when I grew up. I like to think I was, in a way. But I need you alive to watch over Judith. 

I hope you get to read this letter. The saviors have you now, and I’m scared I’ll never see you again. If I don’t, I want you to know that I love you. That I thought of you as a sister, and I’ll be watching over you. 

Thank you for everything I’ll never be able to repay you for.

Carl

***

After crying yourself to sleep that night in a bed you used to share with Daryl, you woke up feeling calm. Your thoughts consisted of when you were with the saviors and how you managed to pull yourself through it. There were lingering emotional scars that had you disturbed when a man stared at you too long, but you were mostly healed--thanks to someone who’d only given you fresh scars. 

There were only a few residents up when you walked outside. It was brisk, and you crossed your arms to keep warm. You were headed to a place you never thought you’d go to. You refused each time Rick had asked and wanted nothing to do with the monster living below you in a cell. 

But today was different. And after Carl’s letter, you had things to say. 

You’d swiped the keys from Michonne, of course, and let yourself into the room. You knew he was awake and took a deep breath when you approached the cell. 

Negan looked at you for a long moment. “Hi, baby,” He sighed. 

“You look like shit.”

“No surprises there. You’re still the same woman I knew. I didn’t think you’d ever be here.”

You wrapped your hand around the cell bar and looked at how terrible he looked. He didn’t look at all like the man he once was, and it pleased you. You were glad to see how awful he looked. How he was rotting away in a cell. 

“Why did you take me?” You asked. A question that always burned in your mind. You thought back to that fateful day at the lineup and when he said those words: time to collect on anything. 

“Because you remind me of someone.” Negan stood up and walked closer to you. “The way you said what you wanted to say, take no prisoners and shit like that. And because if I had you, I could control Daryl. And I wanted him to join me.”

You stared up at his face. His beard had grown thicker, and his eyes looked tired. “Who did I remind you of?”

“My wife,” was all he said. 

You swallowed the lump in your throat and took your hand off the bar. “I came down here to tell you thank you. For what you saved me from that night at the Sanctuary. I’m tired of holding onto my anger, and I’m tired of feeling this way because of you and the war. I want to be free of it.”

“You deserve it, baby,” Negan said. 

You took a deep breath. “I’m not going to try and kill you. I’m moving forward with my life. But I won’t stop anyone who tries.”

“I wouldn’t expect anything different from you.”

You nodded and you turned around to leave but paused at the door. “Your wife… that’s why I was special, right? Why you did things for me but not the other wives?” Your back was still toward him. 

“If things were different, I would’ve loved you.”

***

Three weeks later, you found Daryl again after a day of looking. He stared at you blankly, and you crossed your arms, standing a few feet away. 

“I’m sorry for leaving the way I did.” 

He scoffed and shook his head. 

“I am, Daryl. But I told you. I told you a million times I was miserable, and you didn’t listen.” You reminded him. “Michonne had a son. His name is RJ. He has Rick’s eyes.”

“That all ya came to say? Don’ wanna keep ya.”

“Don’t be an asshole, Daryl.” You said. “You didn’t come after me. You knew where I was going.”

“I been busy!” Daryl yelled. “Ya the one who left.”

“No, you left!” You nearly screamed. “Rick’s dead, Daryl! He’s dead. I can’t keep looking for ghosts. I’m sorry… I can’t. Come home with me. Judith misses you. She keeps asking when her uncle is coming back.”

Daryl only stared at you. 

“You pushed me away. Even before you left. We stopped talking, we stopped laughing. We stopped having sex. You pushed every part of us away in your grief, and I understand it, but it’s been over a year now. You need to come home.”

“Nah, ain’ home.” He swung his crossbow over his shoulder. 

“What? So I’m not home anymore? What happened to nothing keeping us apart?”

“That was before ya left me!”

You groaned in frustration. “You have until next month. I’ll be back then, and I’m bringing you back home. I don’t care if I have to knock you on your ass to do.”

***

You couldn’t find Daryl a month later. Or the month after that. The month after, you spent three days combing the woods for him before you gave up. You finally found him the next month.

“Please come home with me, please,” You begged him, dropping onto your knees. “I’ll do anything. I’ll do anything, honey. I can’t take you being out here. It’s been almost a year and a half.”

But he shook his head and walked away, and you cried on your knees as mud soaked through your jeans.

***

You didn’t go to see Daryl for four months. You couldn’t. You threw yourself in Alexandria and bounced around between the other communities to try and keep the peace when you could, but it was hard sneaking around Michonne. Maggie was gone, working with Georgie down south, and she took your nephew, too. You felt really alone after that. 

Tora was approaching her eighth birthday, which made you even more depressed. 

Judith had turned five already and slept in your bed almost every night. And every time she called Michonne 'mom', it made you want to cry out of happiness for your best friend. And RJ warmed up to you quickly; he was twelve months old and growing fast. You helped Michonne with the two of them; you knew she needed it. And Judith and RJ had a special place in your heart. 

When you finally decided to go to Daryl again, and after Michonne made sure you were sure you could handle it--because you always came home so broken--it took you a week to find him. It was easy enough to track him when he wanted to be found. But when he didn’t, it was an entirely different story. 

He’d set up a hut by the river bank, and seeing it made your heart hurt. It made everything seem official. He wasn’t coming back. He knew it, and you had to accept it. 

A dog ran up to you, sniffing at your hands and you froze at the animal for a moment before deciding he was friendly enough.

“‘M fine, Carol. Don’ gotta keep checkin’ on me.” His back was turned toward you. 

“I’m not Carol.” 

Daryl stilled when he heard your voice and he slowly turned around. Your heart both ached and jumped when you saw his face. He looked exhausted and sad. He looked lonely. You weren’t sure what to say, so you looked down at the dog and rubbed its ear. 

After a moment of silence, Daryl spoke. “What ya doin’ here? Thought ya wasn’ comin’ back.”

“Would you prefer I didn’t?” You asked. 

He was silent, and you couldn’t tell if it was good or bad. 

“Who’s this?” You asked, nodding your head toward the dog. “Made a friend, I see.”

“That’s Dog.”

You smiled; of course, that was the name he’d given it. “Where’d you find him?” Daryl remained quiet as he looked at his crossbow. You knew him well enough to know he was hiding something. “Well, you gonna tell me?”

“I ain’ get him from anywhere. And I ain’ goin’ anywhere so don’ ask.”

“Asshole,” You muttered. “I don’t know why I even bother.” You knelt down to pet Dog further and chuckled when he kissed your cheek. The German Shepperd gave you a few more before settling down. 

You felt Daryl’s gaze on you, and when you turned, you could see the conflict in his face. “What?”

“Came from a woman,” Daryl said. 

Your hand froze and you slowly stood up. “What?”

“Dog. He came from a woman who lives a few miles west. He was hers. Liked me better, I guess.”

Your stomach twisted into a roll of anxiety so tight you felt like you couldn’t breathe. “You and her are what, friends…?”

“Huh?”

“I’m just curious, is all,” You said bitterly as you walked toward him. “Clearly, you had to have spent time with her for the dog to like you better.”

Daryl looked at you and shook his head. “Ain’ like that, (Y/N).”

Your fingers twitched as you approached him, and you couldn’t stop yourself from shoving him backwards. “No? It isn’t like that!” You yelled. 

“(Y/N).”

“You stupid son of a bitch!” You shoved him again. “I’ve been begging you to come home with me for over a year! I’ve been begging you, Daryl. And you refuse. You refused at every fucking turn.” You shoved him one more time until his back hit a tree.

“(Y/N), stop.” He grabbed your arms, but you tore them away from him. 

“Don’t touch me!” You screamed, not caring if every walker in a mile radius heard you. “I’ve cried for you every night for months. Every night! I’m supposed to be your wife! You promised me you’d be with me no matter what. You promised!” 

You hit your hands against his chest. “And come to find out you’re here with another woman! You’d rather her company than mine.” Your anger was getting the better of you, and you hit him again. “How could you do this to me? I thought you loved me? How could you? We’re supposed to be married!”

You wiped your tears and took a few steps back, trying to pull yourself together. “I can’t believe I’ve been so fucking stupid!” You yelled, and then you started laughing bitterly through your tears. “And you said you wanted to start a family with me?”

“(Y/N), I-”

“Shut the fuck up!” You screamed. “I don’t care. I don’t fucking care. Fuck you, Daryl Dixon.” You pulled your ring off your finger and threw it at his face. “I’m done. I’m so fucking done with you. I never wanna see you again! Don’t come back to Alexandria; don’t ever come back! You ruined everything!” 

You wiped more tears as you turned away from him and started walking away. But you paused and looked back at him. “Ryan from the Kingdom has been flirting with me whenever I’m there. I always turned him down. I’m going straight there, and I’m going to fuck him all night.”

***

Ten more months passed, and spring rolled around. You hadn’t seen Daryl after your final fight and your divorce, in a way. You didn’t go to the Kingdom to fuck Ryan like you said. You went straight home to Alexandria, locked yourself in your bedroom, and cried for two days. 

But it was spring again, and the distance between you and Daryl made things easier. Your heart ached each time you thought about him, and there were many times you walked up to the gate to find him, but neither Michonne nor Rosita let you, not after seeing what it did to you every time. And after Michonne learned about the mysterious woman, she didn’t even let you think about it. 

It took a month of asking her to let you go to Hilltop and the Kingdom before she finally caved. You promised you wouldn’t go see Daryl, and you meant it. Despite your longing for him, you had no interest in seeing him. You were done with being hurt. 

You visited Hilltop first and checked in on everyone there, Tora in tow. Everyone was happy to see you and her, and you spent a few days helping them. Then you made your way to the Kingdom, where you wanted to be. As much as you loved Alexandria and the people there, being at the Kingdom made you feel free. 

“(Y/N)!” Ezekiel was ecstatic when he saw you. “I didn’t know you were coming.”

“I had to get out of Alexandria a bit. I wanted to see you guys.” You gave him a big hug. “How’s Henry? How’s Jerry? How’s everyone?” You laughed. 

“Everyone is exceptional, as always in the Kingdom.” He said as he lifted Tora up. “I’ve missed you!” 

You smiled and followed him through the community, waving at a few friends you saw. Carol was working with Henry in the gardens, and she smiled widely when she saw you. It’d been too long since you’d seen her, and you ran up to hug her.

“I missed you,” Carol said. 

Henry told you the same and gave you a hug as well.

“You’ve gotten so big!” You told him. “Gosh, it’s so nice to be here. I was hoping I could stay awhile?”

*** 

You stayed in the Kingdom for almost six months before returning to Alexandria. At that point, you were just over three years since Rick died and almost two since your marriage ended. Things got easier, but you didn’t get over your broken heart. 

Two more years passed, and Judith celebrated her eighth birthday, and you and Michonne made her party special. But even after so long, you felt the lack of Daryl’s presence. You hadn’t seen him in years. You knew he was alive--Carol sent you letters. You even went to the river to look for him once a few months ago but turned back before you got too far. 

But now you were at the Kingdom again; you’d traded your useless gun for a new bow and arrow--your original one was long gone. But you were good, and you and Carol trained daily. 

When she asked you if you wanted to go on a run with her and a few others, you thought it was a great idea. Especially since Henry would be joining you and learning some field experience, as he kept calling it.

You’d already been out for a few hours when the group took a break. Ryan was amongst the group, and he tried to talk to him, but you weren’t ready, even after all this time. 

That didn’t stop Carol from noticing. 

“Ryan’s kinda cute.” 

You glanced at the man before looking at Carol. “Too young for me.”

“Ah, that’s right. I forgot you like them older.”

You gave her a look. “Daryl and I are done. We have been for years.”

“He still wears his ring. He has yours around his neck.” 

You sighed and brought your knees up. “Why are you telling me this?”

“He’s been asking about you. Every time I go visit. He wants to talk to you.”

You scoffed. “Now he wants to talk to me? I tried for years.”

Your friend nodded and wrapped her arm around your shoulders. “That’s what I told him. And I support your decision no matter what, but I’m trying to be a good friend to the both of you.”

“I know, and I don’t want you put in the middle of anything. Thank you.”

“You miss him?”

You nodded slowly and leaned your head against her shoulder. “Every day. I can’t shake it. I know I still love him.”

“He was crying. He begged me to talk to you. I think he’s really lost right now.”

“I tried, though, Carol, for almost two years.” You sat up. “What else was I supposed to do?”

She frowned and nodded. “You did much more than someone else would’ve done.”

***

You were heading back to the Kingdom the evening when you ran into trouble. A group of men appeared out of nowhere with guns and had the group stuck. Carol tried to do most of the talking, and to protect the group, letting them take what they wanted. You couldn’t tell if they were saviors on the run or not. 

But Henry, being the hot-headed teenager he was, didn’t stand for that and had a man on the ground. 

“Henry!” Carol yelled. 

You heard gunfire and watched as the man next to you dropped, and you stood in shock while the group ran off with the supplies. You looked at Carol, who was scolding Henry, and you called out to her.

“Carol… I feel funny.”

When she looked up at you, she gasped. 

“What?” You looked down as your head swayed. Your shirt was covered in blood, and your hand, which you didn’t even realize was resting on it, was coated in blood. You felt dizzy, and your knees weakened. “I think I got shot.”

That was the last thing you said before your head hit the group, and darkness consumed you. 

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[fields-of-grimes]

Stressed Out | Carl Grimes

Carl Grimes x fem!reader

Request: Carl Grimes x reader but he yells at her and she either gets upset or cries and he comforts her

CW: none unless you count screaming

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You were sitting on the couch playing with Judith, you loved playing with her for multiple reasons, some of them being because she’s your boyfriends little sister, but mainly because it helped keep your mind off the fact that Carl is on a run with Daryl and Glenn. You knew they would never let anything happen to him but there’s just that one thought in the back of your head that keeps reminding you that he could get hurt. You shook your head slightly ridding those thoughts from your head as you turned your attention back to Judith. She was pointing at something outside. You stood up and put her in her playpen before opening the door and peeking your head, gasping as you saw the sheriffs hat come into view. You ran towards Carl jumping in his arms taking him by surprise. He hugged you back for a second before letting you go and walking back to the RV to help unload stuff.

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion before walking back inside to get Judith, just as you were about to pick her up Carl barged in and stormed upstairs. You heard the door open again, you turned to the door seeing Rick giving you a small smile. “Thanks for watching her Y/N, you’re good to go do whatever.” Rick said walking over to you and picking up Judith. You smiled at them both. “Thanks Rick, you know how much i love watching her. But do you know what’s going on with Carl?” You asked the elder Grimes hoping he could give you some insight on your boyfriends attitude. “Sorry Y/N i have no clue, Daryl and Glenn said he was fine when they left but on the way back is when he started acting this way.” Rick told you, you nodded slowly. “Thanks Rick.” You said before heading upstairs going into Carl’s room.

“Hey baby how was the run?” You asked him as you walked up behind him and hugged him. Carl groaned and pulled out of your grasp before moving to the other side of the room. “It was fine.” He said emotionless, he sat down on the bed and grabbed a comic, you sat down next to him and leaned your head on his shoulder. Carl pushed you off before scooting away from you. His first two actions didn’t bother you, but that one stung he usually loved it when you rested your head on his shoulder when he was reading comics. “Carl? What’s wrong?” You asked looking at him. He rolled his eyes before standing up. “Can you just leave me alone for once! God you’re so fucking needy and its pissing me off!” He screamed at you, you whimpered at his harsh tone, you had heard him use that tone with other people but never with you. “I..I’m sorry.” You said fighting back tears. You quickly got up and walked into your room where you jumped on your bed and started crying into your pillow.

You must’ve fallen asleep, because when you lifted your head from the pillow it was a little darker out. You sat up and wiped your face before walking to your door, when you opened your door you gasped not expecting Carl to be standing there. You wanted to smile and drag him inside before you got reminded about what he had said to you earlier. You looked away and walked past him. “Y/N..come here.” Carl said, you stopped walking before shaking your head. “No i don’t want to be needy so I’ll see you downstairs.” You said before continuing to the living room. You smiled as you saw Judith playing with her cups, you sat down on the couch watching her, no matter how upset you were Judith could always put a smile on your face. “Hey..” You heard someone say before feeling the couch dip next to you, you looked over seeing Carl giving you small smile. You turned back to Judith. “Hi.” You said softly.

“I’m so sorry i snapped at you earlier. The truth is i got distracted on the run and i almost got bit, i was just annoyed and stressed that i let my guard down. I’m so sorry, please forgive me, I’ll do anything just please don’t be mad at me.” Carl begged as he held onto your hands. Your eyes widened as you heard his words, you quickly calmed yourself before turning to him. “So you being stressed out gives you the right to scream at me and call me needy?” You said as you glared at him, as much as you tried to keep your cool your anger was not an easy emotion to control. “No and I’m so sorry my love. Please forgive me I’ll do anything i promise.” He begged again as he tried to hold back tears.

“Anything?” You asked with a small smirk appearing on your face. Carl nodded quickly. “Yes I’ll do anything whatever you want.” He said as he pulled you into his arms rubbing your arm giving you comfort. “No more runs.” You said looking up at him, he looked down at you in shock before sighing and nodding. “Okay no more runs.” He agreed leaning down to kiss your head. “Actually, no more runs without me, any runs you go on i want to go to.” You corrected before sitting up. His eyes widened but he knew there was no way for him to talk you out of this. “Fine.” He said, “Now come here I’m not done apologizing.” He said before pulling you back into his arms.

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Y’all the ending sucked and I’m so sorry

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[strangeshoepatrolbandit]

Sunshine follows with Sunfall. Pt. 6

Warnings: Cat?, Jason having a tiny mood swing, mentions of death and bounties.

You guys have no idea how bad I feel for disappearing. Writers block is a bitch. (Short chapter)

Series Masterlist

~☆~

"She's sleeping." You sigh as you hear a window slide open.

Jason climbed through, "I'm sorry..." He apologized before closing the window. "I just had to come see her, even if she's sleeping."

You nod in acknowledgment as you pick up one of Judith's toys.

Jason and you had been talking more and more lately, just trying to become civil and fix the rift in your relationship with each other. But he had mostly been coming around for Judith.

He reached up and took off his helmet, setting it on the couch, keeping his domino mask on. His hands ran through his damp hair, pushing it back from his face as he revels in the feeling of your cool apartment.

"You know I don't like you coming in with all of your gear on." You look at him. "You're a wanted man, Jason. What you're doing right now is dangerous. If a bounty gets put on our daughters head, I will personally kill you again."

Jason knows your paranoia is justified, which is why he nods and looks directly at you as he apologizes again. "I know, Y/N. I'm sorry."

You give him a lingering stare before you turn around, picking up more toys. "Just... stop..." You hesitate as you speak, causing Jason to nod yet again.

He gazes at your back for a few seconds before he decides to go see Judith now. Jason keeps his footsteps quiet, a perk from being an anti-hero who once worked alongside Batman. He approaches the white door to her room, slowly turning the silver handle, for he does not wish to wake her.

The room is dark, illuminated by a small projector nightlight, making artificial stars show on the ceiling. Her room is surprisingly clean for a child, yet still full from the amount of gifts she gets from her family.

Jason cautiously steps closer to Judith's small bed, seeing how she's facing away from him, dark hair sprawled all over her pillow, and her orange sheets up close to her chin.

He crouched down next to her bed, petting her hair. Not running his fingers through it since he does not wish to tug on a hidden tangle and wake her up from the pull. A black cat that is snuggled up next to her stretches, letting out a small meow as he looks up at Jason. A small, soft smile grows on Jason's face as he scratches the cat with his free hand.

~☆~

You hear Judith's door open again, signaling that Jason was walking out.

"I didn't know you guys had a cat." He speaks, voice low and laced his Gothamite accent, something him and Judith share.

"Yep," You sigh, finally done tidying up the living room. "Judith is obsessed with Blues Clues. Specifically, the version with Steve. So when we got him, she immediately named him 'Periwinkle'." You smile at the fond memory.

"Bruce offered to get her a lilac tabby, but she just loved her Periwinkle too much. She didn't want one of the correct breed."

Jason also smiles as he watches you stand in front of your couch, hands on your hips. "She's loyal, loving." He says.

You let out another deep breath and look at him. "So... you going back on patrol?"

He takes a few steps forward. "Actually, I wanted to talk about something."

Your eyebrow raises as you look up at him. "Okay...?"

Jason takes in a breath and closes his eyes for a few seconds. "Look, I've been getting help, and... I can be better now." He tells you. "I can be better for you. I think you and I... should try again..."

You let out an abrupt laugh. "You're kidding?"

There's something about him that just doesn't seem like your Jason anymore. He's so civil and in touch with his emotions.

"I'm not." He shakes his head.

You scoff and look away. "You have some nerve, you know?"

"I know, I know-"

"Jason." Your voice is firm. "You did something that I dont think I can ever forgive you for. What if I allow myself to love you and you end up leaving again, hm?"

Jason looks down at the floor, then the wall behind you. "I'm getting better." He mumbles.

"All you're going to do is fix your relationship with your daughter, don't even think about me like that." You snap.

Jason goes and grabs his helmet, putting it on, his shoulders tense, a way for you to understand that he's annoyed.

The audacity.

You know him well enough to know that his jaw is clenched underneath his mask. You hear a loud breath from underneath the red material he wears on his head.

"Don't even start right now, J-"

You're cut off by a small familiar voice.

"Red Hood?" Judith beams, standing in the entrance of the living room, grinning up at her father, even though she doesn't know it's him.

Jason Red Hood turns to face her. "Hey, kid." His voice is thankfully warped by the voice modulator in his helmet.

"Let me go get my action figure!" She squeals before running off into her room, leaving you and Jason to exchange some tense stares.

~☆~

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[specialagentlokitty]

Daryl x reader - take on the world together

Part two:

You had been been at the prison for a week now, and though they finally decided to leave the door open, you kept to the part they left for you.

Spencer would sometimes brave going towards the door, but when someone saw him he would run back over.

You were given sheets and you made a makeshift room for him, and when he was in there you spent your time rereading the only book you had.

“(Y/N)?”

You hummed, turning to face the boy and he glanced towards the exit.

“Can we go outside?”

“Would you like to go outside?”

He nodded his head, and you set the book down, holding out your hand for him and he walked over to take it.

Walking up the stairs, you pushed open the door, following the hallway to get outside and into the sun which made you squint a little at how bright it was.

“Does it hurt? I’m sorry if it does… we can go back inside…”

You smiled down at him.

“No, no it doesn’t hurt. It’s just bright is all.”

You looked around, Carl was sat by a fence, Beth was walking around with Judith in his arms while Maggie and Glenn were talking nearby.

Beth smiled, walking over with the baby as she looked towards Spencer who hid behind you.

“Hi Spencer, hi (Y/N).” She smiled.

You gave a nod in greeting, and Spencer gave a shy wave.

“Can I go explore?” Spencer whispered.

“Stay within my sight, and remember to shout.”

“If I’m scared or need help.”

You nodded, letting go of his hand and he padded away, but he kept nearly, a little unsure about straying too far from your side.

You walked over to the shade and Beth followed you, standing next to you as you watched over Spencer like a hawk.

“He’s not your boy, is he?” She asked.

You glanced at her before looking away.

“How do you know?”

“He doesn’t look like you, and he calls you by your name.”

You nodded your head.

“I stumble across him not long after all this started. His parents had turned, but they locked him in the basement with food and water so he’d be safe. I heard his crying.”

She nodded her head.

“How old is he?”

“He’s 7.”

“He’s so young..”

You nodded again, waving when he turned around to look at you and he waved back.

Finding something of interest he came running back over and you knelt down, holding out your hand.

He placed the flower in your hand and you smiled softly, looking at it carefully.

“It’s very beautiful.”

“I can’t find your favourite flower.”

“That’s okay buddy, anything from you is my favourite.”

He grinned a little, and he ran back to where he had found the flower to search for something else.

You tucked the flower into the pocket of your shirt, wanting to keep it safe for however long it would last for.

“Do you guys need any help with anything?” You asked.

“Well, I think they might need some help repairing part of the fence down there. Walkers keep pushing against it.”

You nodded your head.

“I think speaking to Glenn might be better, he knows more.”

“Right.”

You crouched down as Spencer came running over, and he wrapped his arms around you, letting you pick him up.

You held him and he rested his head on your shoulder.

You knew he was scared, it’s what he did when he was scared and you looked around trying to figure out what scared him.

You heard a gunshot, and you placed a hand against his ear to dim out the sound.

“Let’s go back inside.”

He nodded and you took him inside, sitting down in the corner of the room as you held him.

The shots weren’t as loud in there, which meant there wouldn’t a chance he’d be able to hear them if you covered his ears.

He kept his gaze on you and you copied him, offering him a smile.

“Are we safe…?”

“Course we are bud, these guys have lived here for a while, so I think it’s safe to say it’s safe”.

He nodded, and you removed your hands from his ears, offering him a smile.

“Do you want to go for a walk?”

“Will we see any walkers?”

“If we do I’ll scare them away.”

“Will you carry me?”

You laughed a little bit, nodding your head.

“Yea, of course I will. I need to find Glenn, they might need some help, shall we go find him?”

“Okay.”

You lifted him in the table and set him down, then you crouched a little, letting him climb on to your shoulders.

He placed his hands on your head.

“Remember to duck under the doorways okay?”

“Uh huh.”

You still leant down under the doorways just to make sure that he was safe, and you made your way outside, looking around.

“You see him?”

Spencer put his hand over his eyes, looking around and he tapped the left side of your head so you turned in that direction to see Glenn near a car.

You walked over, a hand on Spencer’s legs so he wouldn’t fall.

“Glenn.”

He turned around, smiling at you both.

“Hey.”

“Beth said you may need help with the fence.”

“Uh.. yeah. We’ve got Daryl and Rick trying to clear the walkers before we can fix it, but they just keep coming.”

“Now I’m no expert but I think the shooting is what’s doing that.”

“We can’t get out, and we can only kill so many of them from behind the fence without them.”

Spencer leant down, his hair falling in your face, and you blinked a little in confusion.

“Hello.”

“Can you help them?”

You reached up, placing your hands under his arms and you lifted him down, sitting him down on the car.

He turned around, then began kicking his legs back and forth a little bit.

“Would you like me to go help?”

He nodded his head.

“Will you stay here?”

“Uh huh.”

You hummed a little, taking your jacket off, draping it over him.

“You’ll shout if you’re scared or you need me?”

He nodded again and you smiled, reaching up you ruffled his hair.

“Okay.”

You followed Glenn to the gates, and he opened them so you could jog down to the others to help them.

Picking up a metal rod, you stabbed any Walker you passed in the head until you reached Rick and you began helping him.

“They keep coming.” He growled.

You looked up to the watch tower.

“Tell your guy to stop firing and I can lure them away, you go one direction, I’ll go the other.”

Rick nodded, and he held up a hand for the firing to stop.

You jogged away back up the path, running the bar over the metal so the walkers would follow you.

They followed the noise out of pure curiosity, thinking it was free food.

When they were enough, you began to kill them, quickly knocking their numbers down to a handful of them.

They growled at you and you hated your teeth, snarling back and they stared at you.

You took them out and jogged back down to Rick, throwing the metal rod through a Walker who was trying to get through a gap in the fence.

Daryl came down from the watchtower, and he began to help as well, the three of you making short work of the rest.

“There’s more on the west side, we can’t keep taking them out like this, if they keep this up then we’re fucked.” Daryl said.

You held the fence up with your back while they secured it, and then you walked over to the gap, checking to make sure they weren’t looking before pulling it closed.

“I’ll go.”

“What? Are you insane?” Rick asked.

“I’m quiet, I’ll take out as many as I can if you can draw them into one spot.”

He shook his head.

“No, it’s a suicide mission, absolutely not. We’ll come back tomorrow with more people.”

“Do you have that kind of time?”

“We’ve managed this far.” Daryl scoffed.

You huffed, shaking your head at him.

“Yeah, and look how far you’ve come. You got walkers breaking your walls down.”

He clenched his jaw.

“You don’t get to come in here and start acting like the shit.”

“Look, all I’m saying is clear it now while you can.”

“We don’t need your fuckin’ help, piss off.”

You raised your hands, and you turned around.

You weren’t going to argue with him, you didn’t have the time or the patience for that, so you simply just ignored him.

Making your way back up to the main prison you found Spencer sitting exactly where you had left him.

He was going through the pockets of your jacket, and he grinned when he saw you.

“Did you get them?”

“Uh huh, got them all.”

He held out his hand and you gently gave him a high five.

“The scary man followed you..” he whispered.

You turned around to find Daryl glaring at you.

“It’s fine, he’s just moody.”

Spencer snickered a little.

“He looks moody. Do you think he has friends?”

“With a face like that? Nah, I don’t think so Spence.”

This place was good, well guarded, and Spencer seemed to like it here.

So, that night when everybody was asleep you crept outside, making your way to the west side of the fence and you looked around.

Finding a secure point you climbed it, using the other fence to help push you over the barbed wire.

You walked through the hungry undead, bashing their skulls together, going all out in killing them with your full strength now you didn’t have to hide it.

And it was quick work, over in a matter of minutes, their bodies littered the ground.

Picking them up, you began dragging them into the forest to dump them out of sight before making your way back over to the fence.

You paused in front of it for a moment before jogging out back into the woods to find something for you to eat, you didn’t care what it was. Deer, rabbit, hell you would even take a bird at this point, you just needed something.

You knew they had snares around the prison, so you searched for them, for something not touched by walkers and thankfully you found a squirrel.

It wasn’t much but it was food for you at least.

Taking it, you reset the trap and sank your teeth into the animal for a quick meal.

When you were finished you dug your hands into the ground to bury it so nobody and nothing would find it.

Running back to the fence, you cleared it easily and slipped back inside.

Walking to where Spencer was sleeping you sat next to him, and he rolled over, looking at you half asleep.

“Did you go out…?”

“I did, don’t tell anybody…”

He nodded his head, holding your hand.

“Did you find food…?”

“Yes…”

He nodded again and closed his eyes.

You didn’t realise but Daryl was also outside, keeping a watch on the perimeter, he hadn’t seen you leave it come back in, but he did see you running through the courtyard to get back into the building.

He slipped inside after you, and you heard the door, quickly closing your eyes to pretend that you were asleep.

He looked at you, then walked through to the cells, setting his crossbow down, looking towards where Rick was sleeping.

He didn’t have any evidence you were outside or that you were causing trouble, so he couldn’t exactly tell Rick anything, so he decided to keep a close eye on you himself to figure out just exactly what you were up too

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[xoxoch3rry]

Through Sickness and Health

(NOT MY GIF)

Paring: Carl Grimes x best friend!reader (Set in s4)

Warnings: Mentions on blood and sickness, a little sad but other than that none.

Summary: Carl comforts the reader on patrol when the reader's mom gets sick.

I awoke to the sound of someone coughing. I rolled over and saw my mom stumbling out of our cell. I quickly got up out of my bunk and ran over to her “Mom, mom are you okay?” I asked as she collapsed on the floor spitting up blood "somebody help please” I yelled out making Rick, Daryl, and Michonne run out of their cells and over to us.

"What happen?" Daryl asked making me look up at him with tears in my eyes. "I think she's sick" I looked down at the floor letting the tears fall from my eyes and onto my dirty white shirt. "Ok let's get her to cell block A," Rick said lifting my mother off the floor bridal style.

"Go back to bed okay, we can take care of her" Michonne looked at me as I was still sitting on the floor watching Rick carry my mom down a hallway. I quickly gathered myself and wiped my face with the back of my hand as Michonne helped me off the floor and back into my cell. I laid back resting my head on my pillow while Michonne covered me with my blanket. "Just go to sleep, it's okay," she said petting my hair.

I didn't want to get up and do anything knowing that my mom is sick and in a room full of other sick people. I slugged my legs over the edge of my bed and slowly stood up. I walked over to my pile of clothes and picked up a black tank top and a pair of jeans and put them on. I laced up my shoes and walked out of my cell and over to Carol "hi honey, how are you doing" she asked looking at me. I just shrugged my shoulders and grabbed a plate that had bacon and eggs on it and walked over to the table to take a seat. I looked at my food and pushed some of the eggs around with my fork.

I looked over at Beth who was holding Judith feeding her "Do you want this?" I asked motioning toward the plate of food "are you not hungry" she asked looking from the plate to me. "No not really," I said pushing the plate towards her and standing up from the table, and walking outside.

The bright sun made me squint my eyes a little looking for a certain someone. Spotting him I began my walk to the other side of the yard. "Hey" I called out making him turn around to look at me "Hey," Carl said walking towards me, "My dad told me what happened, how are you feeling?" he asked examining my face "Fine" I looked down at the ground. "Carl you're supposed to be on patrol" Maggie yelled from across the yard catching both of our attention "right," Carl said putting a thumbs up at maggie. "Can I join you?" I asked looking over at him. "Yeah, sure if you want," he said regaining to walk along the fence as I followed behind him.

We walked in comfortable silence for about five minutes till he spoke up. "Im sorry" Carl stated looking over at me. "For what?" I questioned. "I wasn't there for you last night when you were alone and needed someone"

"I wasn't alone, Michonne was there." I looked over at him "I mean I would have liked to have my best friend there" I glanced back down at the ground. He stopped in his tracks and turned towards me. "I know I'm sorry" he hugged me. I embraced him back burying my face in his shoulder. "I just hope she gonna be okay, cause she all I have" I cried allowing tears to stream down my face and wiping them with my hand. As he just rubbed my back soothing me.

I drew back from the hug and smiled at my best friend "Thank you carl". "Of course what are best friends for" he grinned back at me as we began to finish the patrol.

#carl grimes #carl grimes x reader #carl grimes x y/n #carl grimes smut #rick grimes #the walking dead x reader #twd x reader #daryl dixon #judith grimes

[r0b1ns]

Could you do a Rick Grimes male reader story where reader catches Rick masturbating and leads reader asking to give him a blow job and smut

Here it is, sorry it came out short, I need more experience writing Rick, hope you still like it.

SURPRISE

RICK GRIMES X MALE READER

CW: n/sfw, AMAB reader, one or two curse words, blow job, a little rough

WORD COUNT: 800+

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"hey, you know where Rick is?" You asked Michonne as you passed the children area, where she was playing and looking after Judith.

"Probably at home, I took Judith on me so he gets to rest a little"

"Thanks, have fun" you smiled and started lightly jogging to Rick's house, The sand and concrete squeaking under your shoes, the light breeze messing up your hair. It was quite this afternoon, the guys went for a supply run yesterday, everyone has food for now, everyone's happy.

You were about to knock on the door when it opened and almost went flying into your face.

"Oh sorry, you ok? what are you doing here?" Carl asked, he had a bag on his shoulder, looking like he was going somewhere

"Just came to check on your dad. Going somewhere?"

"Oh yeah, I'm meeting with Enid, just forgot something at home" he stated as he stood awkwardly at the door.

"Ok well, have fun" you said your goodbyes, going in separate directions.

The house was quite, too quite. You'd expect Rick to be doing something, he wasn't one for sulking around, but just as you were wondering if he went out you heard a grunt from upstairs. Rick's room.

You panicked and ran up the stairs, was he hurt? You though maybe it was a walker, but your worries faded when you entered the room.

There he was, Rick, as you expected. But what you did not expect was to find him laying on his bed, supporting his weight with his one arm, and the other slowly stroking his cock.

The sight sent a sudden heat to your bottom, but you soon been brought back to life when Rick noticed you at the door, standing there and staring at his "hand".

You made eye contact, the air was paralyzing. You couldn't move, but he could.

He didn't cover up, or try to get you out of the room, what you thought he'd do when he came dangerously close to you, but instead you felt his warm hand on your cheek, stroking your lips with his thumb.

"I heard you at the door, didn't know you were coming" he smirked and glared at your lips, where his thumb was still resting.

You couldn't say anything, you weren't sure why, because of the embarrassment, or because the man you were dreaming of for months was standing right there, completely naked and touching you?

Probably both.

Than you felt a pair of dry lips on yours, they tasted good, like the last dinner you had. they were chappy, but also surprisingly soft.

You didn't stop to take a breath, as Rick grabbed your shirt collar and led you to his bed, where he was pleasuring himself earlier. He squeezed your ass with his firm hand, wrapping his other around your neck and holding up your face.

"Why don't you help me, and I'll help you" he looked down, and only now you noticed your erection, uncomfortably pressing against your jeans.

You let out a cry when he pinned you down on the bed, lifting up your shirt and kissing up your stomach and chest, reaching your nipples. You let out a moan, feeling the warm tongue circling and sucking on it, the heat in your stomach becoming unbearable.

This sensation didn't last long, which disappointed you, instead Rick stood up, leaving you laying there alone and cold.

"Come here" he tapped on his thigh, spreading his legs a little.

Of course you obliged, going down on your knees on the hard and cold floor, grabbing Rick's muscular thighs to balance yourself.

"Go ahead pretty boy" he took your chin between his two fingers, and his cock with his free hand, guiding you to him. The nickname made you feel some type of way, wishing you'd hear it again.

You slowly took his tip into your mouth, earning a groan from him. You could taste the bitter pre cum that was leaking from it on your tongue.

You slowly bobbed your head up and down, going deeper inch by inch. You could feel a thick vein going up his length, feeling his head pocking the back of your throat making you gag.

"You're doing a good job, keep going" he said stroking your hair and than suddenly gripping it making you moan. It sent vibrations to his cock, making him tighten the grip and let out more grunts.

Your scalp burned, throat aching, and tears threatening to fall out. You enjoyed it, it made you so unbelievably hard you could barely focus on keeping your teeth out of the way.

"Fuck, yeah...come on"

You felt his cock twitching in your mouth, and his grip on your hair tightening even more, if it was possible, and if not for your throbbing cock, or Rick's, deep down your throat you'd be afraid your hair will be ripped out.

If not, he'd sertanly have nail marks on his thighs for a few days.

"Im- I'm coming..fuc-" he cried out and before you knew it a warm sticky sensation went down your throat, almost making you choke. But you stayed there to suck and clean every last bit of his cum, after all you're a-

"Good boy" Rick let out a breath, taking out his sticky and softening cock out of your mouth.

"Now. Should I return the favor?"

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!GIF IS NOT MINE!

#x male reader #x masc reader #male!reader #twd #the walking dead #twd x male reader #rick grimes #rick grimes x male reader #n/sfw

[nikkisheep]

Rick Grimes' Girl (Part Two)

Rick Grimes x female!reader

Warnings: Season 5 Rick, kissing, twd elements, rick being wrong, fluff, just imagine his face when he realizes that he was wrong, SORRY THAT IT IS SHORT

Idea given by: @mrs-grimes

Summary: Aaron, you, Rick, Glenn, and Michonne try to find the community that Aaron spoke about but a herd of walkers on 23 stalled your plans. Also, Rick finds out something that makes him realize that he overreacted.

When the group made it back, Rick started to eye Aaron while he talked. He talked Michonne outside while you got everything ready. You handed Carl baby Judith and he went to get in the other car. Once everyone was ready to leave, you pulled Rick aside.

"Rick," You pulled his face to yours and placed a small kiss on his lips, wanting him to know that you were his and only his.

"Let's go."

The car ride was sort of smooth. Glenn was a good driver, after all he was a pizza driver. He started to freak out when he saw that the road was full of walkers. They were all growling, snarling, whining as they made their way for the moving car. Glenn ran straight through them but the car stun and sputtered when he tried to get it to turn on. He cursed and looked over to Rick in the passenger seat.

"I'll get out and see what I can do," Michonne said, she got out and walked in front of the car.

"I'll keep your back," You said before getting out.

Rick and Glenn started to wipe the window shield. Aaron saw a red flare go up in the air, he knew something was wrong.

"Whatever this is, it's over. I need to go."

"You aren't going anywhere," Rick snapped. Aaron had been testing his patience all day.

Walkers started to get closer during the time that Michonne was clearing out the walker guts and body parts from under the hood. You pulled out your knife and started to stab the approaching dead. Soon, Michonne finished and hollered for you to get back in the car. The both of you were back to safety and Rick sighed in relief. He was worried but he trust you.

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When the group reached the resting spot that the rest were at, Aaron asked for some guy named Eric. Hugging everyone that you had not seen since the barn, you told Rick that you were going to bed. You followed the group in and walked past the room that held Eric and Aaron. The door was cracked open enough to peak through.

You were not trying to listen but it was kind of hard not to when you hear the pain and worry in Aaron's voice. It reminded you of when Rick's knuckles were busted and almost broken when he got into a fight with one of the people in the group at the prison.

"I was so worried."

"It's just a broken ankle. I'm okay." The man, Eric, let Aaron guide his lips together and they shared a sweet kiss.

You giggle at the sight. Not because you were uncomfortable, no, you were laughing because Rick had gotten jealous for no reason. Aaron was gay and Rick had to "claim" you in front of Aaron. You laughed and told Rick that Aaron wanted to talk to him.

Rick was not in the mood. He just wanted to get some sleep and hold his girl but no, Aaron wanted something. See, Rick did not know that you were just fibbing so that you could make him see that he overreacted.

"I love you and I will never leave your side," Aaron whispered to Eric before kissing him once again.

Rick watched the scene in front of him and groaned. He noticed how much of an asshole and how he had been wrong he had been. He walked back to your shared room and when he saw your face, he just knew that you did it on purpose.

"God, I wish I had a camera for how stupid you look," You laugh.

"Yeah, yeah."

He was not mad, just ashamed that he let his jealousy get in the way and cloud his vision. He just loved you and was very protective. You were a mom to his kids. Maybe not biologically, but you were helping him raise them in the world now. He was always thankful for you.

"So admit it," You grin widely. It was hardly ever that Rick overreacts and the fact that you were the reason, it sent a thrill through your body. You just wanted him to admit it to you.

"Admit what?"

"That you were wrong."

Silence filled the room. You pretended to be mad and huff before getting you pillow and blanket. You raised an eyebrow and he cracked.

"Fine, I was wrong." He rolled his eyes.

"Rick, you have nothing to worry about." You move closer to him, placing your hands onto his shoulders.

"And why is that?" His deep southern accent drawled. His eyes flicking over your body.

"Because I am Rick Grimes' girl and ain't nobody else's." You say before pulling his body down to the bed so you could kiss him. To prove that you were just his girl.

#rick grimes x reader #rick grimes #rick grimes x female!reader #twd x reader #the walking dead #twd #rick grimes twd #season 5 rick grimes #rick grimes x reader fluff

[an-aspiration]

Run

warnings: violence-weapons- angst

summary: the w people attack Alexandria, y /n and carl already fighting are forced to huddle together and get over it xoxo. 1683 words

Its a semi cloudy day, perfect for relaxing inside and doing nothing. It was also turning out great. You woke up, got dressed, remembered you have snacks downstairs, and started cleaning up. When you were in the bathroom brushing your teeth you hear your bedroom door open. Peaking out you see its carl, not surprised, since you guys go back and forth “sharing rooms”

"Oh good your up. Did you finish the spare shampoo I had under the sink?"

You covered your mouth trying to be polite and not laugh at his sternness "Uh yeah sorry I can ask Daryl to put that on the list. You'll get it by tomorrow."

He furrowed his brow "K."

"Whats your problem its just shampoo."

"God my problem is you. "

You were taken aback at how fast he snapped back at you. He didn’t usually act like an asshole but you knew he would eventually get out of his little mood swing. Internally you decided to help him get out of it faster by arguing.

You rolled your eyes "oh please elaborate! Because I'm sorry your having a bad morning but that has hardly anything to do with me."

"you're useless. Your ass doesn't do anything except hang around your little friends and eat shit. What good are you?"

Turning from the mirror to him you mustered up the meanest look you could. Then popped the tooth brush out of your mouth and rinsed preparing to go off on him. Who does he think he is calling you useless? He was just your 'bff' yesterday and now he's acting like he has the weight of the world on his shoulders.

"First I am not useless. Do you even think before you speak because that doesn't make sense at all considering I am the one changing Judith's diapers, cleaning both your room, hers, and mine every week, and on top of that cooking your meals, so please come get me when your attitude is looking up. Cause I don't know who put you in this mood but its your job to get out of it."

You walked past him scoffing. Downstairs you grabbed your walkman, a bag of grapes, rollerskates and walked out the door.

You had been rolling around the neighborhood for a little while, enjoying the fresh air and exercise. Eventually, you came across a bench and decided to take a rest. As you sat down, you reached into your bag and pulled out a handful of juicy grapes. As you savored the sweet flavor, your mind wandered to thoughts of Deana and her parties. You realized that you could really use some fun right now, and hoped that Deana would throw another one soon. In the meantime, you decided to listen to some music on your Walkman. You scrolled through your playlist and selected "Rehab" by Lana Del Rey, letting the cute melody wash over you as you enjoyed a moment of peaceful solitude on the bench.

You sat there soaking in your thoughts mindlessly eating your grapes. You started noticing small things that you didn't notice before like how lifeless everything looked when it wasn't sunny. It made you think of Winter which was coming close. The thought of Christmas warmed your heart, but made you wonder how different it would be celebrating during the end of the world. Surely parents want their kids to have something like that. You definitely would even at your age.

Or maybe-

"HELP"

You quickly jerked out of your train of thought at the sound. Was someone hurt? Looking around you didn't see anything. But something told you to get somewhere safe. You stood up gathering your things shaking, when you started hearing more screams. Startled you just grabbed your roller skates and ran in the direction of your house. As you turned a corner you saw the mayhem. People cut into pieces and random people running around with machetes and other weapons. Now officially scared out of your mind you sprinted as fast as you could.

Morgan was in shackles, people being sliced, beaten. You caught a glimpse of someone with a 'W' on their forehead. The group Rick and morgan were murmuring about got inside the walls and are killing everyone. As you neared the house you heard someone laughing close behind you.

fuck.

"No no no no" You Turned your head to see who it was and you almost started crying. A big, probably three hundred pound, man was running behind you with a spear. You picked up the pace still a block away from the house.

You looked to your right hoping Rick or someone was gonna shoot him but instead you saw a handgun laying on the sidewalk. You bolted to it and immediately picked it up and blindly fired two shots in his direction.

One hit his arm holding the spear. You went to shoot again but *click*. You panicked then he charged at you then you fell back. Now your heart was beating faster than ever hoping you didn't just get yourself killed. He was on top of you and you stupidly threw a punch but it hit him. Blood trickled down his cheek and landed on you. He hissed at the pain, not from your power, but from the four cheap and prickly rings you had on. Before he turned back to hit back you pulled out your knife from your boot about to pierce his neck when a shot sounded. You winced then realized Carl had shot him.

You quickly wiggled from underneath him as you had tried earlier then stood up and wiped the blood off your jaw, still in shock.

"I had it."

"Barely." He said in a cocky manner, but with some sympathy in his voice. "Are you okay?''

"um.........Yeah i'm okay." You said

Now you were feeling faintish after only having grapes as a meal for the day and all the stress you had just been through. It seemed he had noticed this too because he grabbed your hand and started guiding you through the chaos back home.

A couple of hours passed, you were boiling noodles for a classic spaghetti in the kitchen. It felt strange casually cooking a meal after what happened. But there seemed to not be any right way to deal with the fact that you almost become road kill.

Carl was upstairs probably putting Judith to sleep and getting into his pajamas. Your feet began to tingle, a sign they were falling asleep so you decided to stroll over to the counter and sit there after turning the simmer down. You ran your soft hands through your hair then slowly rubbed your temples. You heard him come downstairs.

"Hey y/ n"

You looked up "Hey Carl, whats up?"

"Nothin, just uh put Judith down. Are you doing alright?"

"Yeah i'm as good as I can be at the moment. I just have a raging headache. Also- where did the others go?"

"Oh they were helping people clean up, now their at Deana's." He paused "But I just wanted to talk to you about this morning.. Im sorry for being um rude. I didn't mean what I said obviously I was just well.. I don't know. I'm also sorry because its my fault you were out there when the people attacked anyway. Do you forgive me?"

"Yes I forgive you" you said slightly giggling "I can't stay mad at you for long but thank you for also saving my life. Even if it was your fault I was out there you could have chose not to save me, your best friend, but you did."

He smiled at the way you punctuated best friend "yeah" He sat in the chair next to you staring at his hands as if he was thinking about saying something.

As you rose to attend to the food, he said, "Best friend huh?" to which you simply replied, "Yep haha". However, the conversation took an unexpected turn when he asked, "Have you ever thought of like... being more?"

You stood frozen for a second, before realizing he was probably watching you from behind.

You had considered this possibility before, but you didn't want to complicate things by bringing it up. The thought of him rejecting you made you feel uneasy, wondering if he would be scrutinizing your every move after. You tried to shake off the feeling, but it lingered in the back of your mind every time you saw him, thought about it, hell even dreamt about him. You thought it was time to confront him about it, or at least bring it up in conversation. You didn't want to be paranoid, but you also didn't want to ignore your instincts.

"hmm well" you said teasing him a little "what do you mean?"

"I'm just being dumb or whatever"

"No, your not, tell me" You said turning around and smiling. This gave him hope that you would feel the same.

"It's just, I woke up in a bad mood cause I overheard you with your friends last night talking about me. You said I come on too strong and It's obvious who I like and-"

"Oh my god no carl" you interupted " I wasn't talking about you I was talking about Abraham and Sasha. I love them both but it's so funny watching their little friends to lovers trope"

He laughed "ohhh, my bad um" "Well sorry for that too. But what I'm trying to say is I like you. I thought you didn't like me back so I got mad but- It's okay if you don't like me back I just needed to tell you because I couldn't hold on to that secret anymore." he said nervously running his hand through his hair.

You smiled and looked at him. You felt like everything that you didn't expect to happen today was happening at the strangest times.

"That- well I like you too. I was too scared to tell you because I was afraid you didn't feel the same way"

"Really?"

You nodded.

He stood up and walked over to your spot grabbing the warm wooden spoon from your hand and pulling you in for a kiss.

pt2??

A/N! :

HEY!! first post on this acc lmaoo. I posted this on watt pad originally like a month ago along with two other imagines (if you wanna check them out: leinsburg666) I wont be posting them here bc personally i think they are booty and i wrote them two months ago I’m obviously a new person duhh. but anyways i’m gonna write some more like this and PLEASE leave requests like good lord i will probably reply to all of them since i’m not sure a lot of people will see this bc the carl/reader fandom died in like 2018. hope this was enjoyable thoo 🩷

#carl grimes x reader #carl grimes x y/n #the walking dead fic #carl grimes #carl grimes fanfiction #carl grimes x you #carl grimes fluff #stargirl #angst #carl grimes angst #carl grimes smut #star aesthetic #carl grimes imagine #carl grimes imagines

[dr3amyk1ng]

Season4!Carl x Platonic!GN!Reader

Summary: Reader finds Carl scavenging in a house they had claimed. They end up working together to fight off one of the walkers in the home and maybe even become friends.

Warnings: Possible gore (it's the walking Dead), cursing, mentions of death, GN! Reader.

Fluff, maybe romance if I make a part two.

Carl was walking down the road. He had just killed three walkers and was feeling rather proud of himself. He was searching for extra food for him and his father. However, he was still pretty pissed at his dad. Always treating him like a kid. He didn't need someone to watch his ass all the time. Carl was grown up now.

Carl came up to a house he hadn't been to yet. Maybe it still had some food. Carl tried bursting through the door but ended up hurting his arm. He sighed as he got up and pushed the door open. With his gun raised, Carl made his way through the house. He found his way to the kitchen and began checking it for anything he could take. Then, his eyes landed on a rather big tub of pudding. Chocolate pudding. He chuckled and got a table, pushing it over to the counter and using it as a stool to get up.

Carl then heard footsteps upstairs. He stopped and listened. He got down, pulling his gun from his holster. Carl slowly made his way out of the kitchen.

"Hey! Who are you?"

Carl turned, whipping his head around. His gun pointed to a kid around his age.

"What are you doing here?"

The kid shouted, his gun pointing towards Carl as well.

"I'm looking for food. What are you doing here?" Carl asked, a serious expression on his face.

"This is my house!" The kid said. They too had a serious look on their face. Carl didn't take his eyes off the kid. The kid sighed and slowly lowered his gun.

"Fine. Take what you need. I was going to leave anyways."

Carl was confused. He watched as the kid left th house. As Carl continued to explore the house, he was cautious. He wasn't sure if the kid from earlier was lying or not. At some point, he came across a room. Sounds of groaning came from inside. His brows furrowed and he raised his gun as he slowly opened the door. Then, a walker lunged forward, pushing Carl down. He did his best to fight it, shooting at it but missing.

As he was fighting the walker, the kid from earlier ran up the stairs. They shot at the walker, killing it. Carl was panting and he looked up at the kid. Without a word said, the kid pushed the walker off Carl and helped him up. The kid looked at him with a slightly annoyed expression.

"I said take what you need. Not get killed by a walker."

They chuckled softly and looked down at the walker.

"I heard shots. Did you not hit it or something?"

They looked back up at Carl. Carl didn't say anything. The kid smiled and extended their hand.

"I'm [Name]. You got a name?"

Carl looked down at the kids hand. Then up at them. He slowly extended his hand and shook the kid's.

"Carl. Carl Grimes."

"Nice to meet you Grimes."

They sat atop the roof of the home. Both of them had a spoon in hand and they were eating the chocolate pudding Carl found before.

"So, what was it like for you before this?"

[Name] asked, looking over at Carl. Carl looked back at them and thought.

"I lived with my mom and my dad. I didn't have any siblings but-"

Carl paused. He looked down, seeming to be lost in thought. Carl still believed his sister was dead. After the prison was taken down, they couldn't find Judith. [Name] looked over at Carl.

"Hey man, it's okay. You don't have to talk about it. Tell you what, I lost my dad when this all started."

[Name] put a hand on Carl's shoulder in a comforting manner. Carl smiled at them an nodded.

"I lost my mom a couple of months ago. She...uh, she died in childbirth."

"Oh, I'm so sorry."

Carl nods once more. He sighs and looks over at [Name]

"We're doing better now."

[Name] smiled and turned their head back out to the road. They sat there for a bit longer until they had finished the pudding. Carl sighed and looked over to [Name]

"You know, it would be nice to have someone to talk to that's my age. How about you come back with me an my dad."

Carl said as he began to sit up, the chocolate pudding can rolling down the roof and onto the road. [Name] looked up at Carl with a slightly surprised expression.

"Are you sure?"

They asked and stood up as well. Carl nodded, a smile on his face. [Name] smiled as well.

"You know what? Yeah. It would be nice not having to be alone anymore."

AN!: Hey, this is my first time writing a fanfic. I wanted to do a Carl fanfic where they were younger. There's honestly not enough platonic ones out there. I'm still not sure if I'm going to do a part two yet though. Anyways, hope you enjoyed!

#the walking dead #carl grimes fanfiction #carl grimes #carl grimes x you #carl grimes x reader #twd #I don't know how to tag

[enid-rhees]

yesss bae, pls do a part 2, i literally cried, but i also loved it. 💜😭

on it :)) hope this heals your (and mine) broken heart LMAO

warnings: angst, reader has bad mental health (trouble eating, major depression) but there’s a happy ending i PROMISE . also a bit of suggestiveness

a/n: hope you all enjoy! this is a part 2 to my recent Enid fic !

it had been a month since Enid broke up with you. and if you had to be honest, you weren’t doing well, at all. this is the worst you’ve felt throughout the years of being in this apocalypse - which says more than you think.

you hadn’t seen her since that day, either. she disappeared from everything. but you hoped that whatever she was doing, she was okay. you still cared for her, even if she didn’t feel the same.

“Y/N, come eat.” Michonne called out. she cracked your door open, peeking in carefully. “i’m not hungry.” you responded, not looking up from your torn book.

Michonne sighed, “you said that yesterday. and the day before.” you shrugged, “i’m just not hungry, okay? i don’t know what to tell you.” you snapped.

“you can’t… let her ruin you like this, Y/N.” Michonne said, moving to sit down on your bed. you looked at her, already feeling your eyes tear up just from the mention of her, and Michonne didn’t even say her name.

“we’re worried about you, Y/N.” she said quietly. “you’re not eating, or sleeping. we’ve never seen you like this and it’s scaring us.”

the tears finally slipped down your cheeks, “i’m sorry.” you cried quietly. “i just- i miss her.”

Michonne pulled you into her arms, letting you cry into her shoulder. “i loved her a lot.” you cried.

“i know, honey. love hurts.”

“it shouldn’t.” you said, shaking your head. “you’re right. it shouldn’t. but it does. and you can’t change that.”

Michonne ran her hand up and down your back, soothing you. “please, just this once, come eat with us. even Judith is worried.”

you loved your baby sister with everything you had, and knowing that even she was worried hit you hard. you nodded, “okay.” Michonne gave you a soft smile and took your hand, leading you down the stairs.

Rick was sitting at the kitchen table with Carl and Judith already, and looked up at you with surprise. you sat down at the table quietly, not looking up from your hands.

“hey,” Rick spoke quietly. you finally looked up at him, “hi.”

Michonne put a plate in front of you, and a water bottle. you sighed and picked up your fork, taking a small bite of the food. as you continued to quietly eat, Michonne looked over at Rick with a small smile. he gave her a thumbs up back.

Judith jumped out of her seat and jumped on your lap, taking you by surprise. “hey, Judith.” you giggled. you leaned down and pressed a kiss into her messy blond hair.

“i missed you.” she spoke. your heart dropped a bit. after Enid broke up with you, you barely left your room.

“missed you too, Judith.” you smiled bittersweetly. she continued to sit on your lap as you ate the rest of your food slowly. when you finished, Rick stood up and took your plate.

Carl moved his seat closer to yours, “i got these on a run today.” he said, pulling out two comics. they were both Spider-Man, he knew Spider-Man was your favorite hero.

“that’s so cool.” you told him, giving him a small smile. he smiled back. “and.. i found this for you. i figured you could clip it to your jeans.” he pulled out a keychain of Spider-Man as well, hanging it off his finger.

“oh, Carl… that’s really-“ knocking landed on the front door. whoever it was knocked a few times, and softly at that. “i’ll get it.” Michonne told everyone.

“it’s really great, Carl. thank you.” you finished, reaching over to hug him. he laid his head on your shoulder, rubbing his arm on your back softly.

“…Y/N.” Michonne spoke, almost hesitantly. you pulled away from Carl to face her, and your entire body froze. Enid stood there next to Michonne.

“Enid?” you exhaled shakily. the entire house went quiet. “hey… Y/N.” Enid spoke. your head was spinning. you missed her voice so bad, and it didn’t seem real at first. “can we talk?”

Michonne looked at you with concern, silently asking you if this was a good idea. “yeah… my room.” you responded.

as you made your way to the stairs, Michonne pulled you back. “if she does anything to hurt you again, you tell me.” she whispered in your ear. you nodded, breaking out of her grip to walk upstairs with Enid.

you let her walk in first and closed the door when you stepped in afterwards. Enid took a look around your room, her heart breaking at the sight of it.

you always tried your best to keep your room neat, but it was far from that. clothes were on the floor, along with books and other items you would find on runs. she looked over at your bedside table, the first picture you took together was still there.

“speak.” you told her, crossing your arms over your chest. “i’m… really sorry, Y/N.” she said. you looked at her, unamused. “is that it?”

“no, just…” she sighed, trying to figure out how to say what she wanted to say. “i regret everything, Y/N. breaking up with you, saying what i said, i regret all of it.”

“then why did you do it?”

“because i thought it would be better for both of us. i’m terrified of losing you, and… the thought was haunting me. i reacted out of fear and thought the best thing to do was to break up with you to save me from that fear. but… it just made everything worse, Y/N. i can’t… i can’t live without you. and i don’t think i’ll ever be able to.”

you stared at her, not knowing what to think or what to say. tears filled your eyes once more. “i love you, Y/N. and i mean it. i’m so in love with you it’s driving me insane… and it’s driving Maggie and Glenn insane.” you cracked a smile at that, and she giggled. you missed that sound so much.

“it was really shitty of me to break up with you like that, and barely giving you time to… process it. but i never stopped loving you, Y/N. never. i thought about you everyday and regretted what i did everyday.”

you looked up at her with glossy eyes, “i forgive you, Enid.” her face lit up, “you do?”

you chuckled, walking closer to her. “of course i do. you think i could live without you?” you held her face in both hands and connected your lips. she kissed back instantly, grabbing onto your waist to pull you closer.

“oh, and i love you too.” you mumbled against her lips. she laughed breathily, pulling you back into her.

you pushed her towards the bed until the back of her knees hit the bed and she fell onto it. you fell on her lap, your thighs on either side of hers.

“i missed your lips so much,” Enid whispered. “and your smile, your eyes, this bed.” you laughed, pushing her down so her back hit the mattress.

she grabbed your waist under your shirt, squeezing it with her cold hands. you released a shaky breath against her lips, kissing her harder.

then your door swung open, “hey, i just wanted to make sure- oh my god.” you broke your lips away from Enid, looking back at Michonne with wide eyes.

“looks like everything went well!” she exclaimed, clearly trying to ignore the obvious tension in the room. “cool… cool i’ll just- leave you guys alone then.” she chuckled nonchalantly, quickly pulling your door shut.

you looked back down at Enid, who was looking at you with complete horror. she broke out in laughter first, causing you to break as well. “that’ll never not be embarrassing.” you said in between laughs.

“learn to lock your door, then.” she hummed, grabbing your jaw and pulling you into another kiss.

#enid rhee #enid twd #enid rhee x reader #enid rhee x fem!reader #the walking dead #the walking dead x reader #twd #twd x reader

[bubblygiggles]

I’m the best tickle monster

TICKLE FIC! DARYL,RICK,JUDITH (FLUFF,INNOCENT TICKLE FIGHT) Just a scene I imagined towards the end, when they are finally reunited and at peace, living happily.

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Daryl woke up in panic as he heard Judith screaming from another room. The door flew open as a smiling Jude ran into Daryl’s arms.

“What’s going on??” He tried grabbing her to get a better look on her face, but she slipped out of his hold and shielded herself with a pillow behind his back.

“He’s coming!” She shrieked. “Who??” Daryl couldn’t understand what was going on. Was it a walker? Why is she giggling behind him then? Did someone break in?

The sound of heavy steps approached the room with a slight growl. It must be a walker. Daryl reached for the knife on his nightstand but stopped himself from grabbing it as his saw Rick walk in like a clumsy dinosaur, his fingers wiggling above his head.

“The tickle monster!” Judith yelped, giggling uncontrollably.

“Im sorry? I thought I was the tickle monster.” Daryl turned to look at Judith.

“Not anymore Daryl, there’s a new one in town.” Rick rested his hands on his hips, standing like a cowboy sheriff.

“No. There can be only one.” He growled. Judith stopped giggling as she sensed a tension between the two. She loved how playful Daryl is with her, but she also loves when she gets to be silly with her dad. She watched them stare at each other with curiosity, tilting her head to see better over Daryl’s shoulder.

“Jude, who’s the best Tickle monster?” They said at the same time. “Well..”

“It’s me, I’m her dad.” Rick chuckled, pointing at himself.

“No, it’s me, I’m her uncle.” Daryl barked.

“But you both are-“

“Fine, let’s settle this like real men”. Rick puffed his chest. “Fine.” Daryl stood up from the bed and sized up his brother.

“Fine.”

Rick grabbed Daryl by the neck, pulling him down. Daryl wrapped his arms around Rick’s legs, making him lose hold of his neck and took the opportunity to flip him over his shoulder. Rick landed on the ground loudly, groaning. Daryl sat on top of him, trying to pin his arms over his head, but Rick kept shoving his hands in Daryl’s face, pushing it away. Kicking, grunting, huffing and puffing, they wrestled on the floor like two dogs.

Judith climbed closer to the scene on the bed, laughing as the two grown men tried pinning each other down. Rick bucked Daryl off, flipping him onto his stomach and straddling his hips. He caught both of Daryl’s arms and pinned them behind his back as if he was arresting him. He held them tightly with one hand, making Daryl growl in frustration.

“Now, admit that I am the best tickle monster.” He pushed Daryl’s head against the floor, messing up his hair.

“No.” He barked.

“No? Okay. I’ll prove it then.”

Rick dug his fingers into Daryl’s unprotected side, making the poor man jerk from side to side, desperately attempting to avoid the electric sensation of tickles.

”AHH YOUHOU CHEHEHEATER” his husky laugh was loud amd hoarse.

“Cheater? I’m only doing what a real tickle monster would do.” He chuckled as he switched from squeezing one of Daryl’s sides to the other.

“AHAHA JUHUHUDITH HEHEHEHELP”

“Don’t even try missy, or you’re next!” He pointed his finger at her as she clasped her hands over her mouth to hide her laughter.

“Sorry uncle Daryl…” (She wasn’t sorry).

Daryl whined and kicked his feet harder in distress, trashing around as much as he could in hopes of throwing his tormentor off of his back. He kicked Rick in the back accidentally (not), making his assault stop. He had about two seconds to catch his breath before Rick let go of his arms and grabbed the foot that kicked him.

“Wait.” Daryl wanted to flip onto his back but Rick’s weight held him down.

“WAIT” He felt his shoe come off along with his sock.

“You just got to admit it Daryl and i’ll stop.”

“Wait wait wait Rick wait”.

“For what?” Rick turned around to look at him. Big mistake. He was soon thrown onto his back by Daryl’s other leg that hooked him as he flipped around. Another round of clumsy wrestling.

This time, Daryl dominated. He had a stronger upper body than Rick, which allowed him to pin his brother’s arms above his head. The look of panic on Rick’s face was priceless. Oh how the tables have turned.

“For this.” Daryl drilled his finger into the open armpits. He felt Rick’s whole body jerk as his head flew backwards, laughing hysterically.

“Yeah, who’s laughing now huh?” Daryl teased, poking and squeezing every possible ticklish surface on Rick’s torso. His laughter went silent a few times as he was tortured without mercy.

“See? You can’t even talk back. That’s how you tickle someone.”

Judith felt slight pity for her dad. She’s never seen him so vulnerable before. But, he looked so happy, laughing so loud.

“You have to have a safe word!” She exclaimed.

“A what?” Daryl didn’t look at her, he was too concentrated on torturing Rick. He let go of his arms and jammed both his hands under Rick’s armpits, wiggling relentlessly. All Rick could do was squirm and laugh silently.

“A safe word to know when to stop!”

“Why would we need that? All he has to do is admit I’m the best.”

“Well, he can’t breathe…”

Daryl stopped his attack as soon as he noticed how red Rick’s face has gotten, tears rolling down his eyes.

“Oops.” Daryl chuckled.

Barely catching his breath, Rick pulled at Daryl’s hair, yanking him to the side and making him tip off of him. His body followed, landing on top of Daryl heavily. Without a moment of hesitation, he shoved his hands under Daryl’s shirt and went for his ribs.

He bucked, he squirmed, he jerked, nothing was throwing his opponent off. Grabbing at his invisible hands, Daryl’s laugh took a pitch higher as he shook his head from left to right.

Rick added in Judith’s favorite thing; he blew a fat raspberry into Daryl’s neck. Judith could not help but open her mouth wide from surprise as she heard Daryl gruff shriek. It did not take much longer for his laughter to also go silent, kicking his legs violently as he pushed at Rick’s face to free his neck from the torture.

“Judith, get his feet.” Rick said tiredly, winking at his fascinated daughter.

She climbed off the bed and grabbed onto the bare foot. Although she did not weigh much, Daryl’s worst fear was to hurt his little ass kicker, so he did not throw her off. Instead, he surrendered to his fate, letting the Grimes team up on him.

Rick seized his attack, pinning Daryl’s arms to the side of his head.

“Admit it.”

“Ohohohokay, youhouhou ahare thehehehehhahahaahAHAHAHA”

Judith found a sensitive spot under his toes.

“Just say it!” Rick desperately chuckled as the most badass man he knew had a tear roll down the side of his face.

“YOU’RE THE BEST PLEASE STOP”

“The best what??”

“RICK AHAHAHA PLEASEEEE”

“No, say it!”

He slid his arms above his head and pinned them with one hand as he threateningly wiggled his fingers above his ribs.

“NOOOOO PLEASE hahAH AHA”

“Last chance…”

“FUCK YOU’RE THE BEST FUCKING TICKLE MONSTER”

“ Good.”

He dug his fingers in between each rib, altering between gently scribbling the sensitive skin and kneading the poor sides with his knuckles.

Daryl gave up completely, his body lightly bouncing from the silent deep laughter, as his shoed leg weakly kicked against the floor. Soon, his face was a hot pink with tears running down his face.

Rick and Judith stopped their tickling. He stood up and ruffled Daryl’s hair. “And don’t you forget it”. He said before leaving Judith and Daryl alone.

She sat by his head, wrapping her arms around his neck. “You’re still the best.” She squeezed him tightly.

“Damn right.” He chuckled, too tired to hug her back so he patted her head gently.

“We will get him back next time.” She smiled.

“But first… you need to get your dose of tickles.” He grinned and grabbed her into his arms, clawing and wiggling at her belly, making her shriek and giggle. She squirmed her way out of his hold, making a run for the door and out of his sight.

“Rick! Get her!” He yelled out into the hallway, collapsing back onto the floor.

Soon, he heard him say “gotcha” from downstairs, Judith screaming once again before falling into helpless giggles.

Daryl lay there, smiling.

#tword community #tickle fic #tickle fluff #tickletorture #tickle fight #wholesome #tickle headcanons #the walking dead #daryl dixion imagine #rick grimes #judith grimes

[disneyanddisneyships]

@gyubby99 ....... I'm sorry

Okay this one's q bit different. No lyrics in the story, but the song it's based on will be here.

Hamilton AU

Alastor x OC fic

Warnings: m@sturb@tion, cheating on my OC aponi, alastor being a naive dummy, Rosie being an out of character slut, s3x

Alastor sighed.

The paperwork he had to get done was not his worst issue.

Why did October have to come so soon? He hated the idea of doing things without his girlfriend, but she was staying all the way across hell with a friend and he had no choice but to help himself out.

He shut the door, closed the drapes, and turned off every camera and microphone he could find.

All but one, hidden in the corner of the room that he had forgotten about.

Alastor sighed again before sitting at his desk and unzipping his pants.

His hand got to work and he sighed, a small amount of relief going through him as he helped himself out.

Then the door opened.

"Hey al, brought you some-" Rosie cut herself off at the scene before her.

Alastor, his hand down his pants.

She blushed, alastor looked at her and gulped before straightening himself up.

"Ah-um... may I help you, dear friend?" He asked.

"Uh.... no I just brought you some food. Aponi called, she wanted to know if you-"

Alastor tugged at the collar of his shirt, sweat dripping down his head as he tuned Rosie out, just looking at her body.

Good God was it hot in here.

"Ya know Al," Rosie began as she got dangerously closer to him. "If you wanted me so bad, you could've just asked," she smirked before kissing him.

He unintentionally fell into the kiss as his hard on got worse.

Damn October.

......

Hours later Alastor stood up and got his clothes on in a panic.

He just cheated on the mother of his adopted child.

And yet.....

.........

Rosie stood up, putting her dress back on.

"Too bad we can't continue this. You're a great fuck you know," she stated as she put her hair up.

The month had come to an end and qaponi would be back tomorrow.

"Right...." Alastor muttered.

"Oh don't feel so guilty, deer boy. At least you got a taste of what a real woman fucks like," Rosie stated before kissing Alastor's neck and wlaking out of the radio tower.

Alastor sat there.

He covered his mouth.

He had betrayed the love of his life.....

.......

The next day arrived and alastor stood outside the hotel, waiting for the car.

As it drive up, alastor could feel his stomach drop.

"Hi honey!" Aponi called out as she got out of the vehicle.

Judith ran straight to alastor.

"Dad! Daddy, momma got us prizes!" Judith exclaimed as qlastor picked her up.

"Oh? Wonderful," Alastor replied, unenthusiastically.

"Who spit in YOUR coffee?" Angel asked as he got out of the car.

"Yeah. Don't get too excited," Mallory finished as she wlake dinto the hotel.

Aponi rolled her eyes. "You need uh... any help with anything that's been building up this month?" Aponi asked.

"No... i.... I have a meeting, I'm afraid," Alastor stated before walking away.

Aponi looked on in confusion before sighing sadly and wlaking into the hotel.

.......

Alastor walked into Valentino's dressing room.

"You called for me?" Alastor stated as he stood there.

"Yes. I didn't take you for a cheater," Valentino stated with a smirk from his couch.

"What?" Alastor asked.

Valentino opened his phone and showed the video to alastor. "Someone forgot to turn off a camera," he stated.

"What do you want?" Alastor asked.

"Money, mostly," Valentino replied.

#Spotify