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in-act-ive · 10 months

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The Walking Dead x GN/NB!over stimulated!Reader

This is a two parter! As of right now the second one isn't out!

Request : nope

Type : headcanon

A / N : My tip is always headphones!! I also only did the characters im comfortable with writing about as of right now! If you need more tips always feel free to ask <33

Carl Grimes

He gets it

He also picks up on it really fast

If you're acting at all off he'll come up behind you and cover your ears to block out some of the noise

He likes it when you put your hands over his

If you look like your about to cry he'll take you away from the chaos and get you some place thats calm and you don't need to stress out anymore

He's probably picked up anything he thinks you can mess with while being over stimmed

One of those is definitely a stuffed animal

Carl definitely has had made excuses that embarrass himself just to help you get away

Rick Grimes

He has experience with it due to his son

He's horrible at picking up on it though

Most of the time you have to go up to him and tell him you're over stimulated by everything going on and he'll try his best to help you

Most of the time he'll send you off with Carol or Tara cause he wants to help but he's busy

When you have to be some place with him he has something in his pockets for you to mess with to distract yourself

Rick just tries to make sure you know he does care

When he does have the time he'll take you somewhere you can rest and will stay with you

Unless he gets pulled to work again

He wants to prioritize you, really

He's just a busy man

Daryl Dixon

He does not what he's doing

He just tries to ask you what you need

He picks up on it almost immediately

9 times out of 10 he goes and asks Carol or Rick what he should be doing

He probably just sends you to someone who knows what their doing unlike himself who is an idiot

He has a list of everything you've said / he's been told that helps

He keeps it on him at all times

He's pretty good about disappearing without anyone noticing so if he knows you need to be away from all the chaos he'll take you there

He won't exactly sit with you, he'll pace around instead

Like, he wants to be there for you, yes, and... He's not good with showing that

Abraham Ford

He knows exactly what he's doing

He's probably sat you down to ask what he can do to help you because he really does want to help

He makes sure to have something in his pockets to give to you to fiddle with when you need a distraction

Big hands = covering your ears

He'll run the back of his hand along yours to let him know he knows and is trying to figure out what you need

He picks up on it a bit slower than most but he does

Sometimes he needs Glenn or Tara to point it out to him so he knows for sure

He will get you away without saying a word to anyone else

If anyone asks he'll say " None of your damn business " and walk off with you

If you start crying he'll cup your face in his hands and whipe your tears away with his thumbs

Glenn Rhee

He's got this

He doesn't

He's trying though!

He picks up on it quickly though and lets anyone who he knows cat help you know

Abraham is his first option every time

He's probably the one to drag you away from a crowd and get you some place thats less stimulating then RUN for Abraham

He does want to help but he really doesn't know how

He's usually your second to last option so most of the time when you get to him you're already crying

He's good at comforting crying people

He'll get you some place safe and kiss your knuckles and use his sleeve to whipe yout tears

He's a sweetheart

He doesn't really understand whats going on but he wants to help none the less

He's probably asked you what happens and how you feel so he can imagine what you'd need

Shane Walsh

Bold of you to assume this man knows jack shit

In all fairness he knows some from dealing with Carl for most of the boys life

He's been nominated most likely to send you to anyone but himself

When he does have to help he kinda pats your back and tries to dig through his pockets to find something for you to fiddle with

He kinda seems irritated with you when you bother him about it

Eye rolls every time

He'll cover your ears if you ask nicely

On rare occasions he'll take you somewhere less stimulating

He'll leave you there

Aside from being rude 24/7 he will try and help if he has to

He just doesn't like being helpful

Negan

This man is so helpful

You still don't know why he's like that

Most of the time he picks up on it instantly and will try and help you best he can

He'll sit down with you in front of him facing him and he'll cover your hears, running this thumbs against anywhere they can reach

He likes it when you distract himself by playing with his hair

If you're lucky and you two are close enough he'll pull you into his lap

He'll get everyone to shut up and leave so you can be in a less stimulating environment

He's found and stolen a bunch of things you can mess with when you need too

He always focuses on your breathing, making sure its stable, always

He may act like an ass but he tries to tone it down

He knows how to help and will help anyway you want / need it

Gabriel Stokes

He knows the basic amount of things

Probably asked Rick for help on what to do lets be honest

He didn't want to ask you directly to seem inconsiderate

He tries to avoid you to not make it all worse

It makes it worse

Someone had to tell him that avoiding you made you feel horrible and he felt bad

The amount of times he apologized was exhausting for you

Hr tries to help out a lot better now even if he has no clue really what he's doing

He'll give you something to fiddle with and help you take deep breaths before running to find someone who knows how to help you better

He has stated he wants to help but doesn't know how to nor does he want to be the main person you rely on

Note: This was not spell checked nor grammer checked! I apologize in advance for the mistakes

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allzelemonz · 1 month

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Settle: Merle Dixon X Male Reader

Pronouns: he/him, Reader referred to as ‘man’ and ‘boy’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut, language Warnings: Slurs (homophobic), Merle Dixon is his own warning, mention of Merle’s SS symbol, typical southern prejudice/homophobia, neck kissing, anal fingering, anal sex, cockwarming, hand job, cuddling, top Merle and bottom Reader Summary: After striking out with every woman in camp, Merle turns to you and ignores the gay aspect of sleeping with another man in favor of getting laid. A/N: Imagine my lack of surprise but utter disappointment in finding no male reader shit for Merle. Written out of spite. Enjoy.

After a third pill and a third strikeout, Merle is almost certain he’ll have to handle himself tonight. No woman in the whole damn camp wants any action, even with a touch of good ol’ Southern charm Merle attempted. Not a bite from anyone. So Merle stumbled through the cluster of tents, only half as high as he’d like to be and blue balls stiff between his legs. Just as he’s about to turn a corner towards his tent on the outskirts with his brother’s, he catches a pretty sight.

Not that Merle is gay. Of course not. But the man is asleep with his tent partly unzipped, shirt off and back arched like a damn whore. How could Merle not stare just a little. His eyes trail over your back, bare and just fuzzied by the drugs in his system that he may mistake things enough to ignore the dick between your legs.

So he kicks your foot, waking you up.

Your hand goes to your knife first, then you turn to see it’s not something dead behind you. “What, Merle?”

“Ya a queer?”

You squint at him, off put by the way he says it. “Why’re you asking?”

He shrugs. “Fella can’t be curious.”

“Not with that Nazi symbol on your bike you can’t.” You close your hand around your knife. “Go away.”

Merle chuckles, raising his hand in mock surrender. “Woah, woah, there… I was just askin’.”

You stare at him for a moment. “Fine. Yeah, I like men. I’m a queer. Are we done here?”

Merle bites at the inside of his cheek, trying to come up with the right words. “Ya let me fuck ya?”

“What?” You ask, sitting up to look at him properly.

Merle scoffs. “Ya heard me. Would ya?”

“Why would you-“

“Ladies ‘round here bein’ stingy.” Merle shrugs. “Hole’s a hole.”

“You’re joking.” You say in disbelief.

“Ain’t like I never fucked an ass before. It’s the same shit.”

You shake your head. “No, it’s really not.”

“Aw, come on, I’ll be quick.” Merle attempts a pout. “Ain’t no trouble.”

You sigh, shaking your head because you know it’s a dumb idea somewhere deep down. “Fine.”

Merle grins. “Atta boy.”

“Get on with it then.” You sigh, watching Merle step inside. “Zipper.”

Merle turns and zips the tent closed behind him, fumbling with it for longer than any regular person would. When he turns his hands go straight to his belt.

You watch his fingers move for a second. “You ever fucked another man before.”

Merle snorts. “Course not. I ain’t a queer.”

“It’s a little different, you know.”

“What?” Merle sneers. “I gotta play with yer pecker er somethin’?”

You shake your head. “Not necessarily. But you have to stick your fingers in for a while and stretch things out.”

“Yer just picky.”

“Maybe. Just do it, asshole, or I’m not gonna let you fuck anything.”

Merle pulls his belt free. “Fine. Pants off then, sweetheart.”

You huff, annoyed at Merle already, but it’s been far too long since you’ve had this chance. You pull your pants off, ignoring Merle’s eyes on your legs and turn around to lay on your stomach.

“Alright.” Merle grins, shuffling up behind you and nudging your legs apart. “What am I doin’ here, sweetheart?”

You turn your head back, half wanting to see the sight. “Put your fingers in your mouth.”

“Why?”

“Spit’s the only lube we have.” You mutter. “Just do it.”

Merle glares slightly, but does as he’s told and presses three fingers past his lips. He sucks on them, his other hand already going to your hip. It’s clear he’s never been the type to do this with any of the women he’s been with either. Without prompting, he drops the hand down and traces until he finds your rim.

“Ya ready for Merle’s magic fingers, boy?”

“Shut up.”

Merle chuckles, circling his finger around before slowly pushing inside. “Whew…” Merle exclaims. “Tight little thing, ain’t ya?”

You open your mouth to speak but Merle’s finger drags against your prostate and all you can manage is a groan as you bury your face down into your pillow.

He leans over you, his hand moving up to grip at the bare skin of your chest. “I find somethin’ good?”

You nod, mindlessly pushing back into him. “Fuck, Merle…”

He repeats the drag, his fingers moving quickly to fuck whatever sounds he can get out of you. You don’t expect much more, but he leans down and presses his lips to your neck. He trails sloppy kisses over your skin, his fingers fully thrusting into you at a quick pace.

“You want me?” Merle murmurs next to your ear. “Want Merle to fuck ya better than some fairy ever could, don’t ya?”

“Yeah…” You answer, spreading your legs as much as you can. “Why you’re here, isn’t it?”

Merle grins against your skin. “You just be a good boy. You’re good at that.”

He sits back up, removing his fingers and positioning himself properly behind you. His hands fix on your waist, pulling you back and propping you up on your widespread knees. You feel his tip press against you for just a second before he presses inside. There certainly isn’t enough lubrication or preparation, so the stretch of being entered hurts just enough to make a few whines form in your throat. Merle pushes all the same, stretching you open and filling you up with everything he has.

He groans as he bottoms out, running a hand over your spine. “You feel so damn good, sweetheart.” He squeezes your hip slightly. “Might turn me gay…”

Before you can think much about that, Merle begins to piston his hips at a quick pace. Both of his hands grip tightly at your hips and the force of his thrusts presses you forward into your pillow, only held up at the waist for Merle to fuck into you properly. You let him, relaxing into the hold and letting him use you because the slide of his dick hitting your prostate feels better than anything else. Merle pushes you down to lay flat, leaning over you and rocking into you as his head dips against your shoulder. The sleeping bag below you rubs at your dick with every thrust Merle gives you.

“Knew I liked you.” Merle mutters, half to himself. “Better than any damn woman… shit, sweetheart.”

Merle’s hips stutter and he groans as he releases, burying himself as deep as he can into you. You take heavy breaths as Merle relaxes on top of you, trying to ignore the squirming feeling of not having finished. Then Merle’s hand snakes under you, pumping furiously fast and gripping hard until you mutter his name and your vision blurs for a moment as you spurt cum onto your sleeping bag.

His hand slows to a massaging tempo and you can hear him inhaling strongly. “Ya gotta let me do that again sometime, boy.” He murmurs. “God, yer making me inta a queer.”

“Happy to help.” You mutter, still catching your breath.

Merle chuckles, letting both arms encircle you as he fully lets himself relax on top of you. “So ya liked my dick in ya?”

You bury your head into your pillow, avoiding his annoying question.

Merle chuckles. “Lemme sleep here?”

“Whatever.”

“Can I fuck ya in the mornin’?”

“If you want.”

He grins, settling his lips right next to your ear. “Ya gonna help keep little Merle warm all night too?”

You groan as he pushes against you, his soft dick still filling you and linking the both of you together. “Just sleep, jackass.”

He chuckles again. “Whatever you say, queer.”

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nonesenseushi · 9 months

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My first time posting. I wrote a thing and got told to share it.

The Walking Dead x Male Mute!Reader HC’s

Daryl probably didn’t trust or like you right off the bat:

• He didn’t like how quiet you were, like deadass you never made a sound, even while walking

• Doesn’t realize your mute at first and figured you just thought you were too good to talk to anyone

• Probably has beef with you because you use a bow and arrow

• He soon comes to respect you when you prove your willingness to help protect the group

• Even more so when he realizes you don’t talk because you just 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵

Rick probably trusts you right away, although he isn’t much of a fan of how you just kinda do your own thing:

• He likes that you’ll usually do what he asks(orders) - little does he know that what he tells you to do, you were already planning on doing it

• Because of your quietness, you can easily get in and out of places without being noticed - be that by walkers or people - and he 100% uses that to the group’s advantage

• Rick doesn’t like that you disappear from the group at times, even when your hunkered down somewhere; the prison for example, you’d sometimes just vanish and no one could find you

• When you come back though you usually have stuff that the group needs or wants, so they can’t be too mad

Glenn is pretty neutral towards you at first, although you somehow become pretty good friends:

• He was really unnerved from you at first, with how quiet you were and the hard RBF you got

• Because you both were quiet and quick, you often got sent on runs together and he 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 it

• Glenn realized you weren’t so bad when you made a joke one time on a run;

You both were in some sort of hardware store gathering supplies when Glenn bent down to grab something. A fart noised sounded in the store and with how quiet it was, Glenn heard it loud and clear.

He stood up and looked at you in embarrassment, truly believing that sound had come from him, only to stop when he saw the grin on your face and the playful glint in your eye. You repeated the noise, blowing a raspberry at him before your shoulders shook in silent laughter.

• After that you both became good friends

• He also realized that you weren’t some hardass that was constantly judging people

• Although he’s definitely caught you staring at the others when they did something questionable, definitely judging them.

• Glenn always found those moments funny, seeing the look of confusion or disbelief on your face

Carl likes you, he thinks your really cool:

• He thinks it’s really cool how you use a bow and arrow (something Daryl is totally not a little jealous of)

• Would beg you to teach him how to use it

• You would, only to grin and silently laugh when he somehow smacks himself in the face with the bow string

• You of course would apologize for laughing and properly teach him how to use it, although he can’t for the life of him draw it back at first

• Carl also thinks it’s really cool how quiet you are as he gets older

• Young Carl was definitely afraid to approach you because of your RBF

• As he gets older though he admires your stealth and will even ask how to be stealthier like you

Other characters:

Merle:

• Merle was convinced that you were lying about being mute

• He probably followed you one day while you went for a hunt or something to confront you

• You beat his ass six ways till Sunday

• He didn’t pester you after that, although Daryl tried to kick your ass for beating up his brother

Maggie:

• She probably thought you were kinda weird at first

• But she was also really curious about you

• Her and Glenn both went to you about the other, Glenn to be an absolute simp, and Maggie to see if Glenn was truly a good guy

Shane:

• Bro hated you from the start

• Because of how quiet you are, he felt like he was always being watched (he was)

• You always had this blank stare when you looked at him, it made him feel like you knew all his secrets (you did)

• You knew about him sleeping with Lori, at first you didn’t care for it but then Rick showed up and turned out to be her husband

• Shane was only a little thankful that you were mute so you couldn’t tell everyone what you knew

• He still knew that you could destroy him through, so he was very careful

• You only tortured him psychologically a 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦

• Especially after Otis died

• You had gone with them on the run and had supposedly gotten separated from them when the walkers showed up

• Shane knew better by that point though

• You seemed to know everything

Hershel:

• Just like the rest of the group, he didn’t want you on his farm

• He seemed to like you the most though because you didn’t carry a gun - at all - and you weren’t aggressive like Daryl

• It helped that you put your bow and arrows down whenever he asked for no weapons

• Overall you were just respectful towards the man and he appreciated it

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bumblesimagines · 10 months

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❝ could you just…talk to me? it doesn’t have to be anything important. i just like listening to your voice. it calms me. ❞

- Daryl

❝ could you just…talk to me? it doesn’t have to be anything important. i just like listening to your voice. it calms me. ❞

Pronouns: They/Them, Gender Neutral

The storm raged on outside. The wind howled and shrieked, slamming against the rooftop of the small store so hard you feared it'd come off completely. It was supposed to be a quick scavenging trip with Daryl. In and out. Of course, luck had never particularly liked you.

So, there you were. Sitting in the corner of a run-down, boarded up, old as shit pharmacy and trying to keep your nerves in check. You'd never grown out of your fear of thunderstorms. A pretty childish phobia to still have when the dead walked the Earth. But the loud claps of thunder and flashes of lighting still made you bury your face in your arms. Daryl had already gone down the check-list and had taken anything else he deemed useful. He stood by the front windows, peeking out in between the boards.

"Damn," He clicked his tongue. "Bike fell over."

You could only muster a soft hum before another clap of thunder had you pulling your knees further against your chest and whimpering. Daryl turned his head to look at you, brows furrowing at your trembling form. You barely heard the sound of his worn-down boots getting closer until he was right infront of you.

"Hey, you good? What's got you shakin' like that? You bit or somethin'?"

"No." You whispered, voice shaking. God, you were crying infront of Daryl Dixon of all people. A man who barely ever expressed any emotion other than anger, let alone cried. "I just... I don't like thunderstorms."

"You scared? Of a storm?"

"T-The sounds. It makes me anxious." You explained shakily, lifting your head from your arms. Daryl's puzzled expression dropped at the sight of your tear-stained cheeks and he clicked his tongue again, gaze shifting onto the ground. He cleared his throat and moved onto his knees before plopping down beside you and awkwardly wrapping an arm around your shoulders.

"I ain't gonna let a little storm hurt ya." Daryl murmured in a genuine attempt at sounding comforting. You hesitantly pressed closer against his side and leaned your head against his chest.

"Could you just… talk to me? It doesn’t have to be anything important. I just like listening to your voice. it calms me." Your words made Daryl tense briefly, warmth creeping up his neck.

"Yeah... Yeah, I can do that."

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riotlain · 1 year

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TWD crushing on (an Oblivious) Reader

YOOO WE KINDA DUMB

upset there isnt alot of twd x male reader fics that arent smut but anyways

my very select few men💀💀 i might do a part 2 i just wanted to post

THIS IS A NWLNW BLOG!! WOMEN DNI

Daryl Dixon

Our man Mr. Daryl Hiding His Emotions Dixon 🫶🫶

Its fine you didn't notice at first

He seems like he kinda hates you from how quiet he is. Quite the opposite

Being quite in love with someone who isnt a woman is kinda just like. Not processed in his mind??

He didn't know how to feel at first

But eventually he confessed to Carol about how he feels (she suspected something but anyways)

To be honest he had a plan to ask you out

But was extremely extremely hesitant

"They prolly don' even like guys" He'd say

I think both of yall are oblivious

It was a group effort to get yall together

Like all these long ass runs, leaving gifts saying it was from the other

You probably had to be the one to confess ngl

Glenn Rhee

Glenn aint too obvious. Thats what he tells himself atleast

Hes very obviously crushing on you. The only one who cant see it is you

He'd pull harmless pranks, compliment you, help you around, usually adding on a lil wink for lil extra

Yet you still didn't get it. You just thought he was being a goody good friend

Especially since its a bit hard to find any queer folk that like you around here IN FUCKING VIRGINIA/GEORGIA

"You look nice today, Y/n." *Shitty Glenn wink* "Oh thanks man!"

Your obviousness is apart of what Glenn absolutely loved about you though

It gives him time to really think out his lil confession

Which took a while but he had it down! Flowers!!

Who doesnt like flowers??

Well Glenn originally planned to give you flowers. That was until Eugene let it slip that he likes you one time💀💀

You ended up interrupting Glenn like mid confession just because you knew

Simon

Negan teases him for his obviousness

Simon would yell it to the top of his lungs if he must (he probably has to)

Always gives you any ice cream or first shot of a drink

He also always has his arm around you or is LITERALLY FLIRTING WITH YOU

You couldnt tell tho. he looked gay and homophobic to be honest.

So you just didnt say anything

Simon, running out of ideas, asked Negan for any ideas

Since its, Negan what do you expect? Something cute and romantic?? No

SHOW OFF YOUR SEXUAL PROWESS OF COURSE‼️

So with this in mind Simon approached your room with some drinks and did what he does best!

Sexual jokes about his dick and such seeing if you'd take the bait

You didn't you just got a bit flustered and laughed along

Until yknow he actually just went with the impulse and kissed you

FINALLY YOU GET THAT HES LIKE IN LOVE WITH YOU

Owen (Wolf)

The king of being either really obvious or the complete opposite

Depending on your guy's situation then heres the various ways itll go down

Owens a prisoner in Alexandria? He'll tell you nearly everything about him. Along with the fact if he gets out of there hes taking you with him!

How romantic!!

If youre apart of the Wolves then you have for sure caught his eye!

He'd do anything for you and I mean anything! Well as long as he's yknow still in control of the situation.

You cant ignore him either. He'll make as much noise as possible for you to go back to talking to him.

Owen will try to stalk you to see what you like

Or try to get that info out of you through a weird interrogation

You dont notice though. If anything youre a bit weirded out that this kinda crazy cult guy is like asking you your favorite color but anyways

Eventually in the middle of one of these investigations hes just gonna kiss you (probably quite roughly too)

"I like you. So youre mine now." "I- Ok sure??"

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spooky-bunnys · 11 months

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Carl Grimes x male reader who is the leader of his own settlement in a private school and they become close and they are so cheesey and cute together and sneak out to see each other

I miss The Walking Dead. I stopped watching after like the middle of the 6th season. I just couldn't handle all the death anymore. But I hope you enjoy.

When (Name) was a kid he had a best friend that not only was his classmates, but was his neighbor. His name was Carl Grimes. He was everything to (Name). Just like how (Name) was everything to Carl. Especially since all (Name) had was his grandmother. Who half the time didn't even remember the poor (hair color) male.

So when the world fell apart. Neither boys knew what happened to the other. Carl tried to convince his mother and Shane to help his friend but they were more worried about getting themselves out and to safety then for the kids. Sadly when (Name) when to the Grimes household and saw it ransacked he thought the worst.

That Carl hadn't made it. (Name)'s grandmother hadn't. In fact she had attacked poor (Name) who sadly had to choose between his life or her dead life. She was already turned so (Name) didn't feel as much guilt as he would've if she was alive.

(Name) over the years had been all over the place. Saving many people and families. While some people tried to double cross him, (Name) didn't let that affect him. (Name) would save whoever he could and if they chose to stay with him, he'd let them as long as they don't hurt others in the group.

(Name) had honestly never been one for violence but sometimes that's all a person knows. He has done some questionable things over the years. But the others in his group didn't hold it against him. They knew he was just doing it with their safety in mind. Especially after an incident when a man tried to force himself on one of the younger girls.

That was the first time (Name) had killed a living being. It haunted (Name) but the thanks that the girl and her parents have him helped. His wife had tried turning the group against him. Calling him a murder and a liar. Until the girl explained what happened in exact details.

The woman didn't say anything after that. Just asked for a few supplies and left the group. (Name) had of curse blamed himself but the group supported him. So when they had found a private school in an hour and half from D.C. he decided the group needed to settle.

So he worked hard along with the volunteers that helped him clean it out. They turned it from a private school to a heavily protected fortress. He set up a routine with the workers and was even able to give the children the feeling of normality with going to school. Which made many people happy including himself.

He had a routine fr scavenging, training, teaching, and guarding. He had displayed it on the inside of the front door. But when people wanted to change they had to discuss it with him and see if anyone would switch. If nobody could switch he'd do it himself. Since everybody needs a break he'd say.

So imagine his surprise when on one scavenging hunt he runs into not only the old sheriff but his son too. "Mr. Grimes? C-Carl?" The two had quickly turned with weapons drawn. But both were pleasantly surprised to see it was someone alive. "Um I'm sorry how do you know us?" (Name) pulled his long hair up showing off his face.

"It's me. (Name). (Name) (Last Name)." The two froze. "Holy shit (Name)!" Carl practically tackled the poor male to the ground from the surprise hug. (Name) yelped and winced upon impact and Rick quickly pulled Carl off the smaller boy. "Are you bit?" Rick asked gun trained on (Name). "Ah-no. I broke my left hand earlier trying to get something off a high self."

The two Grimes looked at him confused. "Oh I was scavenging for my group." The two tensed at the information. "Are you talking about the Saviors?" (Name) confused tilted his head. "Saviors? I don't know who that it. But I'm talking about my group. We're set up at John Kennedy Academy. It was a private school before everything happened."

The Grimes looked at each other then looked at (Name). "Whose the leader then?" (Name) pointed at himself. "I am. Surprising I know but I've worked extremely hard to get to where I am and I'm very proud of it." The two shared a look and Rick nodded. "We'll take you back to your group then. I know Carl is dying to spend more time with you." Carl blushed and lightly hit his father.

(Name) chuckled and nodded. "Alright follow me if you want. I came in a car. Do you guys need a ride?" The Grime winced then nodded. (Name) led them to the van he was using. "This is our Scavenger Van as the kids like to call it." Rick chuckled with a nod. He knows how kids are. When they piled in (Name) realized something. "Um actually could one of you two drive. I forgot about my broken hand..."

Rick nodded and took over as the driver as (Name) directed him to the Academy. When they arrived at the gate an older male had his gun trained on Rick. "Staye your business!" (Name) rolled down the window and stuck his head out. "Nick! It's okay they're with me. I accidentally broke my hand again!" The man now identified as Nick opened the gate.

Once they entered Nick immediately opened (Name)'s door and took a look at his hand. "Yep definitely broken. What'd you do this time kiddo?" (Name) bashfully looked away and softly spoke. "I tried climbing shelfs for items." Nick huffed and messed up (Name)'s hair. "Well get to Stefanie then. We should have the right material to bandage it."

The male nodded and turned to leve but saw the Grimes. "Oh I completely forgot! Nick meet my old neighbors M. Sheriff Rick Grimes and his son Carl." Nick nodded at the two and shook their hands. "My name is Nicholas Blake. Or just Nick for short. I was a baker before the world ended." Rick nodded before asking. "How'd you meet (Name) then?"

Nick was silent for a moment. "I-I had lost my wife and daughter. They'd be bit and I couldn't kill them. So they turned. I couldn't find it in myself to end them but luckily this kiddo saved me." Nick ruffled (Name)'s hair again making said male whine. "Now (Name) go to Stefanie for that hand while I take the stuff in." Rick offered to help which Nick agreed. Leaving (Name) and Carl.

"Wow (Name). You've done a lot over the years haven't you?" (Name) nodded and started up the Academy stairs. "Care to join me?" (Name) held out his right hand. Carl smiled softly and grabbed it letting (Name) lead him. It honestly felt like old times as they walked and talked about what happened over the years.

"Wait so your telling me. Because you killed her husband who was trying to harm a little girl, she tried turning your own group against you? What did you do?" (Name) smiled sadly. "I didn't do anything. The girl came forward and told everyone what had been happening before I stepped in. She told her everything in detail. The wife didn't say much after that. Just asked for a few supplies and left."

Carl nodded. He knows how hard it is after killing a living for the first time. While they were walking and chatting many and the settlers saw how happy their leader was and smiled. Glad he finally had his happiness again. Well that was until they made it to Stefanie's office.

"(Name) (Last Name)! What on earth did you do this time?!" Stefanie was a lady in her early 40's and honestly the look on her face scared Carl a little bit. (Name) stared at the ground and kicked at an invisible rock. "I was climbing a shelf to get a some cans of food and an undead sent the shelf backwards and I landed wrong."

Stefanie sighed and ran a hand down her face. "Honestly kid. Your so clumsy I swear. What are you gonna do when we run out o medical supplies?" (Name) had answered without hesitation. "I'll go out for more. We have too many people here to not have any medical supplies. Which reminds me! I found the equipment you had asked me to look for a few months ago! Nick should be bringing it up here or Mr. Grimes will."

Stefanie smiled softly. "Thanks kid. Your always looking out for us. But whose gonna look after you?" That's when Carl spoke up. "I will. I know how clumsy he is. So I'll gladly look out for him." Carl sent (Name) a soft look and Stefanie couldn't help but snort. "Young love."

#male reader #x male reader #the walking dead #the walking dead x male reader #carl grimes #carl grimes x male reader

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gwiyeounsonyeon · 1 year

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Imagine, Daryl Dixon getting flustered when bf looks so proud after he finally gets Daryl to belly laugh

#x male reader #daryl dixon #twd daryl #the walking dead #twd #daryl dixon x male reader #twd daryl x male reader #the walking dead x male reader #twd x male reader #survival instinct #the walking dead survival instinct #the walking dead survival instinct x male reader #daryl dixion imagine #daryl dixon x you #daryl dixon x reader #daryl x reader

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time-to-run · 2 years

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Random little thought while I write other shite,

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Imagine you and daryl getting separated because of a hoard. You both run in different directions not even realising it. I mean come on you don't got enough bullets for this shit, you had to run.

You did have to kill a hell alot of those things tho. I mean the fuck where you supposed to do when they're right infront of you.

So when it finally got "quiet" and you realised daryl wasn't with you, you panicked. Instantly you thought about going back, turning around and screaming out his name. But then you remembered the reanimated corpses grabbing at you, just trying to get a bite.

You backed up from were you came, even tho you wanted to run straight back.

'No. He ain't dead... he can't be'. You gulped, you knees threatening to drop you. And I guess they weren't kidding.

Just as you where about to fall you felt someone catch you, or more like catch you in a hug. A slimy and wet hug.

You turned your head only to be met with a bloody and messy daryl. You smiled as a waze of releaf washed over you.

"Oh god your okay" you hugged back ignore the fact that you might have just touched a rotting organ... kinda. Daryl laughed as you groaned, pulling back.

"The hell happen to you?" You looked down at yourself. You where coverd in blood and guts. Daryl smiled at you. "Well hey, now we're machin".

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prettyrainsstuff · 12 days

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Welcome to my Master list!

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🅑🅤🅝🅖🅞 🅢🅣🅡🅐🅨 🅓🅞🅖🅢

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╰┈➤ Nikolai Gogol

-Cuddling with nikolai (fluff)

-Relationship headcanons with multiple characters (fluff)

-nothing else for now

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╰┈➤Sigma

-Sigma with an ADA member! reader (angst)

-nothing else for now

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╰┈➤Akutagawa Ryūnosuke

- “Your presence comforts me” (fanfiction) (angst to fluff)

-Relationship headcanons with multiple characters.. (fluff)

-nothing else for now..

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╰┈➤Kunikida Doppo

-Relationship headcanons with multiple characters (fluff)

-Kunikida with an energetic S/O/ Reader..(draft) (fluff)

-nothing else yet..

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╰┈➤Atsushi Nakajima

-Relationship headcanons with multiple characters

-“Always my number 1!” Atsushi with a Clown! Reader (fanfic) (angst to fluff)

-nothing else yet..

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╰┈➤Dazai Osamu

-“Soft Touch” Dazai x reader (fanfic)

-“Don’t tell me what to do!” Port mafia! Dazai x Reader (platonic fanfic)(draft) (slight angst/mostly fluff)

-nothing else yet..

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╰┈➤Ranpo Edogawa

-“Sweet tooth” Ranpo Edogawa x Reader (fanfic) (draft) (fluff)

-nothing else yet..

-nofhing else yet..

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╰┈➤chuuya nakahara

[failed to upload a picture :(]

-Christmas with chuuya (fluff)

-nothing else for now..

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🅣🅗🅔 🅦🅐🅛🅚🅘🅝🅖 🅓🅔🅐🅓

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╰┈➤Rick Grimes

-“Why so nice..?” Rick Grimes x Reader (fanfic/drabble) (draft) (fluff)

-nothing else for now..

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╰┈➤Carl Grimes

-“love everything about you!” Insecure!Carl Grimes x reader (draft) (drabble/fanfic)(angst to fluff)

-nothing else for now..

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꧁༒༺ Thats all for now! ༻༒꧂

#bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs #male reader #bungo stray dogs x male reader #bsd fanfic #the walking dead #the walking dead x reader #the walking dead x you #the walking dead x male reader #nikolai gogol x male reader #sigma x male reader #akutagawa x male reader #ranpo x reader #kunikida x reader #atsushi x male reader #osamu dazai x reader #chuuya x reader #carl grimes x reader #rick grimes x reader

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dxcter · 10 months

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Bullets- Carl Grimes x Male Reader 3

Previous - Next

"AHHHH!" The yell echoed throughout the farm. Everybody immediately shot up and ran towards the noise.

Y/n was shaking as he got closer to the source of the noise. His breathing started to get uneven and his vision fuzzy. He was about to get a panic attack until he felt someone squeeze his hand. He looked to his left and saw Carl holding it. Y/n immediately calmed down and gave a squeeze back. When they finally got to it y/n shut his eyes and held onto Carl. The sight Infront of them was terrifying, Dale howled in pain. His guts strewn across the floor as he bled to death. His eyes were filled with horror as he stared at the people around him.

Everything that came after was a blur. All you remember hearing was the gunshot and the ringing in your ears.

The air the next day hung heavy. Everyone was shaken, you may not have known Dale well but you could tell that he was a nice man. Everybody tried to push forward, Carl was being even more snarky than usual. Even though you've only known him for a short while, y/n could tell that Carl wasn't normally like this. You saw Carl talking to Shane, you didn't want to interrupt so you just watched their conversation from afar. Their mouths were too far to read from where y/n sat, but he could tell it was something serious. Carl gave something to Shane, from where y/n sat he couldn't make it out but it almost looked like a. . . gun.

After Shane walked away y/n quickly ran to Carl. "H-hey Carl. You've been acting pretty weird since what happened." He said.

Carl looked at him "It's nothing you need to know about."

"B-but I could help you." Y/n said.

"What can you help me with. Your barely my age!" Carl sneered. "If anybody needs help, you do! Your the one whose needed it your entire life!" Carl snapped.

"Your parents are dead because you couldn't help yourself!" Carl yelled.

Y/n took a sharp breath at that. Carl's face was filled with regret.

"I-I'm sorry I di-" Carl said before he got cutoff.

"Forget it. I'm just gonna g-go. . ." y/n shakily said. His eyes were brimming with tears and he blinked them away as fast as he could.

Carl tried to say something but the h/c (-ette/blonde/etc) left before he could.

Y/n ran back to the barn with his spear. He looked down at his feet and everything caught up to him. The tears came rushing out, he sobbed quietly on the floor of the barn alone.

He heard some footsteps enter the barn as his cries turned into quiet sniffles. Y/n kept his eyes on his hands, his grip on his spear was tight. The person who entered the barn walked slowly towards him and sat down next to them. There was a moment of silence and the tension was thick, until he spoke.

"I'm the reason Dale died." He said.

This was a shock to Y/n. He looked next to him in surprise and saw Carl, looking guilty as he looked at his hands.

"I went into the woods and found a walker stuck in the mud. He couldn't move so I threw rocks at him." Carl continued.

"It eventually got put and attacked me. I got away before it could bite me, but it followed me here and killed Dale." Carl confessed.

Y/n kept his eyes on Carl's unmoving figure. It got quiet again but y/n turned away from Carl and put his spear next to him.

"I couldn't kill a walker too you know." Y/n spoke up. "My parents, when they turned. I. . . I couldn't do it." Y/n said.

"I regret it. I wish I did it so they wouldn't have to be like that for the rest of their lives." Y/n muttered. Y/n could feel the tears welling up in his eyes. He was sure he was gonna cry again until he felt someone grab his hand.

He looked to Carl again as he gave his hand a reassuring squeeze.

"I'm sorry I said that to you." Carl said. "I didn't mean to hurt you."

"It's okay." Y/n responded.

"How 'bout we make a deal. We never let our friends and family turn and we always protect each other." Carl said, putting up his pinky.

Y/n gave a smile and connected his pinky to Carl's.

"Deal."

#twd #twd x male reader #x male reader #carl grimes x male reader #male reader #the walking dead x male reader #the walking dead

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generic-wattpad-badboy · 1 year

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The Walking Dead

Glenn Rhee

One shots

Headcanons

Daryl Dixon

Oneshots

Headcanons

Carl Grimes

Oneshots

Headcanons

Rick grimes

One shots

Headcanons

Negan Smith

One shots

headcanons

King ezekiel

One shots

Headcanons

#x male reader #male reader imagine #the walking dead #the walking dead x male reader #carl grimes #carl grimes x male reader #the walking dead daryl #daryl x male reader #daryl dixon #daryl dixion x reader #daryl dixion x male reader #negan x y/n #negan x male reader #negan smith x reader #twd glenn #Glenn x male reader #glenn rhee #twd x male reader #twdedit

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in-act-ive · 10 months

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Carl Grimes x NB/GN!exhausted!reader

Request : nope

Type : headcanons

A / N : I personally am a exhausted human being and Carl is very high energy and i need some serotonin! So take some fluff. I was unironically exhausted while writing the majority of these

Carl is very much a morning person while you on the other hand would much rather stay in bed than get up

This contrasts when you're up late at night and Carl just wants to sleep but also wants to make sure you get to bed on time

Carl isn't soley dependent on physical touch but he does like it

He especially likes to lay his head on your chest or lap while you stay up late so he can sleep but still be near you

He especially likes holding hands with you, his favorite his running his thumb over the back of your hand

Carl loves when you're especially exhausted cause you just seem to melt into him and hold him down

Rick and Daryl are tired of the excuse of "they fell asleep on me" being used to get out of work

When you two are out and about there is a clear difference, he has a small bounce when he runs or walks while you seem to be the only thing keeping him from running off like the puppy he is

Carl is very protective of you for some reason

You can defend yourself, he knows it

But he still feels the need to protect you like theres no tomorrow

He blames it on the ' Grimes Family curse '* but you just roll your eyes at him and tell him your fine

One of his favorite things is when you fall asleep sitting up with your head laying back

He'll take his hat off and set it over your eyes

Carl finds it hilarious when you come up behind him and set your head against his neck / back or you put your head on his shoulder just to sleep

He'll make sure not to move unless he starts to fall

Most days when he's just sitting around he'll let you lay on him

He especially loves ot when you curl up in his lap and you push your face into his neck to shield your eyes from the sun

He's definitely the golden retriever while your the black cat

He is really tough when you're around other people like always

He's been through a lot and you let him ramble to you and you listen, never falling asleep

It annoys the hell out of you that he doesn't give you a lot of attention when your out in public cause he wants to look cool

When you two are alone and you fall asleep on him he'll put his hand on your thigh or wrap his arm around your shoulders

He really just wants you to sleep and sleep well so he can spend more time with you even if you're still exhausted

Note: This was not spell checked nor grammer checked! I apologize in advance for the mistakes

#the walking dead x male reader #the walking dead x reader #x nonbinary reader #carl grimes #carl grimes x reader #carl grimes x male reader

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multifandomxreader · 1 year

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I have read literally every single Daryl Dixon x male reader fic there is and it's not enough!!!! For everyone writing for him, you are doing God's job 🙇‍♂️🙇‍♂️🙇‍♂️

#male reader #the walking dead x male reader #daryl dixon x male reader

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nonesenseushi · 9 months

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Some more The Walking Dead x Male Mute!Reader HC’s

Thought of some more, some don’t even make sense Ngl

I’m binge watching TWD so send me ideas for HC’s, I wanna get into posting more of the stuff I write. Also might turn this into a series? I dunno

Also the amount of TWD gifs that are 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 Daryl is almost frustrating

Some HC’s more focused on you:

• You pretty much become the groups spy

• Even they lose track of you and you use this to your advantage

• You spy on everyone, although it’s unintentional most of the time

• Because of this you know 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 about everyone

• Some of the group members question if you were with the mafia or something before the apocalypse because of how quiet you are (and not just because you’re mute)

• You and Daryl become Ricks right hand men, Daryl being his second in command and you his third

• You and Daryl get to a point where usually if you see one, the other isn’t far behind

• Archers stick together

• After being with them for so long the group is able to read your expressions easy and have a general, if not very accurate, idea what you want to say (but can’t, obviously)

• No one touches your bow without your approval

• They seen what happens when they do and frankly, they’d like to keep their nose intact, and their teeth

• Your protective of your weapon, what can you say?

• You have a soft spot for Carl though

• He’s like that little brother that you just can’t get rid of

• Plus you’ve taught him how to use it as he’s gotten older so you don’t mind him practicing (with your supervision of course, Rick and Lori would have your head otherwise)

• Everyone is curious as to how you became mute, or if you were just born with it

• They know they won’t ever know though because you refuse to tell them

• By this point they also know not to pressure you for information

• (Another reason to believe you were with the mafia)

#the walking dead x male reader #twd headcanons #mute reader #x male reader #male reader #headcanon #twd x male reader #rick grimes #daryl dixon #carl grimes

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bumblesimagines · 10 months

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Imagine:

Getting help from Daryl

Request: Yes or No

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Your feet hurt. They've been hurting for weeks. Staying on the move had sounded like a good idea at first: less chance at meeting strangers, less chance at losing things, less opportunities to get attached. But now, as you run blindly through a forest with the dead following and every muscle in your body weeping, you're beginning to rethink the idea.

The leaves crunch beneath your boots and you breeze past a large tree, only having a split second to see the man before you slam into him and crumble to the ground. You groan, pain blossoming in your shoulder and it only intensifies with the backpack strap digging into your skin. You hear him curse and huff as he gathers himself and then regains his footing. An arrow catches your eye but you don't dwell on it and instead crane your neck to look up at the man, hoping to see a friendly face.

But he looks terrifying.

He glares down at you as if your existence ruined his day. He sucks his teeth and adjusts his crossbow over his shoulder, his glare remaining persistent as he looks over you, likely searching for any signs of a bite. You can help but notice some minor details: his backpack is small, hardly any use for weeks or months of solo travelling, his body was full and muscular meaning he'd have to have at least a semi decent diet, and he looks clean. Barely a speck of dirt on his face.

"You oughta watch where you're goin' next time." He speaks in a gravelly voice soaked in a southern accent. His glare softens the slightest bit. "You good?"

You don't get the chance to answer that no, you are most definitely not good. before the groans and growls of the dead grow louder. He turns and instinctively grabs his crossbow, aiming at them and shooting near-perfection accuracy. You take the distraction and swipe the arrow from the ground, stumbling up onto your feet and bolting in the opposite direction. You hear him shout after you but you don't stop. Either the dead will make a meal out of him and slow down or they'll keep him occupied until he takes them all out. You feel a prickle a guilt at the relief that fills you.

You make good distance, at least a mile or maybe two, before you slow down. Still in the forest but progress was progress. Your chest burns and you slump against a tree, leaning against it to keep weight off your exhausted legs. Your fingers loosen around the arrow and the guilt returns.

What if you had judge him too quickly?

What if he had been a husband and father?

What if his people came looking and somehow found you?

Your eyes squeeze shut and you brace your hands on your knees, feeling your bottom lip begin to quiver. Good people were hard to come by in the recent years, and he had the chance to put an arrow in your skull but didn't. Anyone else would've done it. You would've done it. You had done it.

The familiar hiss of a walker fills your ears, far too close for comfort. Your eyes snap open and you turn your head to look at it but before you can react it lunges. It's weight forces your knees to buckle and you collapse on the floor again, arm pressed to its collarbone as its jaws snaps inches away from your face. Your free hand searches for the arrow you dropped in shock and your finger brushes against the tip of its metal.

Then, you hear the whizz of an arrow and a squelch.

Blood splatters lightly onto your face and the walker thankfully goes limp. You shove it off you in one quick motion and sit up, whirling your head around to look at your savior.

"The hell were you thinkin' runnin' off like that?!" The man from before snaps at you as he walks forward, ripping the arrow from the walkers skull and tucking it back into its rightful spot.

"I was thinking I didn't want to die."

"Yeah? How'd that work out?" His demeanor seems odd. It almost feels as if you're being scolded by an old friend. He offers his hand and you stare at it. You want to take it. You really want to take it. But doubt creeps into the back of your mind.The outbreak had brought the worst out of everyone. It couldn't have been any different with this stranger. He doesn't let you think too hard on it though before he grabs your arm and flings you up onto your feet.

You take a moment to regain composure and try to avoid his gaze. You spot the arrow on the floor and pick it up, offering it back to him. "Thank you for helping me." You murmur and wipe away the leaves and dirt sticking to your clothes and arms.

"You been out here a long time, huh?" His voice gets softer, gentler. There's a hint of familiarity to it. He watches you, this time without the cold glare, and clears his throat.

"Name's Daryl."

"(Y/N)."

"Tell me, (Y/N). How many walkers you killed?"

Gifs aren't mine.

#x reader #x you #x y/n #x male reader #x female reader #x gender neutral reader #the walking dead x you #the walking dead x y/n #the walking dead x male reader #the walking dead x reader #the walking dead #twd #twd x reader #twd x you #daryl dixon x male reader #daryl dixon #daryl dixon x female reader #daryl dixon x reader

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riotlain · 1 year

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HEYY!! Hear me out.. Carl grimes or Ron anderson x zombie male reader, Y/N is kind of a half zombie-half human being.

ive been wanting to do this kinda fic but i wasnt sure if ppl would want that💀💀

this may come out as incoherent bc im watching dhmis💀💀

anywyas you get both bc theyre both my bbgs

THIS IS A NWLNW BLOG!! WOMEN DNI

Carl Grimes

Yall met in the prison

He noticed your slow talking and movements and just thought you were very tired at first

That was until he noticed a rather old bite on your arm

He didn't bring it up until later

You didn't really care about it ngl

"Oh yea... I was bit awhile ago.. haha"

Walkers don't really pay attention to you so you have a habit of running into full hoards just to get something you want

Youve scared him a good amount of times when you'd groan right behind him

Youve done this to almost everyone (Daryl has been the closest to actually murking you💀)

Carl has a habit of holding your hand now. He cant have you fully dying now

Has become good at treating injuries because of your habit to unintentionally get hurt

"How did you even get this cut on your leg??" "I.. fell on a rock I think.. Or it was something.. else?"

Carl does his best to help you when you feel like an outcast. He aint the best at it but he tries

He usually makes you focus on your breathing or your heartbeat to calm you down

Ron Anderson

Ron knew something was a bit off about you when you 2 first met

How you look a bit.... dead, the way you respond slower than the usual person, how you tend to bruise easily.

Ofc he didn't think too much of it

That was until he walked in on you changing and saw a rather old scar of a bite

He freaked out at first but after you explained everything he realized how it did kinda make sense

Becomes a lot more protective over you

There has been a few times where youve almost been shot by someone in Alexandria on your particularly tired days💀💀

Panics because of your high pain tolerance

"Heyy Ron" "Y/N YOURE ARM IS DISLOCATED!?" "Oh for real..?"

Whenever you feel like an outcast Ron usually takes you on a walk outside to clear your mind

He isnt too sure what to do when youre like this but he tries

#carl grimes x male reader #carl grimes x reader #ron anderson x male reader #ron anderson x reader #twd x reader #the walking dead x reader #twd x male reader #the walking dead x male reader #carl twd #twd carl #ron twd #twd ron

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