Carl, some people have immunity to the virus. I can share it with you, but we have to hurry.
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Carl’s perspective making biscuits with Negan
The matching aprons kill me. You know Negan’s smug ass made him put it on.
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“son” said flirtatiously…….. “bud” with hunger…… “kid” and their eyes go dark……… good shit
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Got this fuckin' brain worm of a cegan fic concept that I keep tossing around.
Basically Carl keeps sneaking out at night to meet with Negan, they take his car and drive just outside of city limits and most of the time their late nights end up with Carl a pathetic, sobbing mess and Negan cumming down his throat.
Then one night as Negan is pulling on the boys hair and thinking about how fucking good it feels to throat fuck him, he catches sight of a officer making his way over and as quickly as he can his buttoning his pants and pushing Carl back further into the floorboard and halfheartedly tossing a jacket over him and who else would it be but Rick Grimes. Shining his flashlight into his car and telling him he can't park there, wholly unaware that his son is trying to be as quite as possible as he gets off on the idea of his daddy finding out just how much of a mess he is.
Idk man,, it's good shit.
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Why haven't you killed me?
The Walking Dead S07E07 | Sing Me A Song
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Negan : Alright, listen up you little shits.
Negan : Not you Carl. You’re an angel and we’re thrilled you’re here.
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EEEEEEEEE ITS ALL OVER THR SCREENNNNNN
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