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xozombiee · 10 months

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SNAP - G. Rhee.

synopsis: night time with glenn in the prison

note: ik a lot of u are craving more glenn. gotta feed my followers🫡

warnings: finger fucking, asphyxiation lowkey…, this mf lowk a sub here, cowgirl, wtf that shit called when u put ur fingers in smb mouth dot dot dot (I NEED TO FEED MYSELF TOO OK)

the prison was dark. nighttime fell a few hours before, prompting everyone to get ready for bed. time had passed since then, so the prison was quiet.

you lay in bed with glenn, his hand was wrapped around your waist as you two slept. except you couldn’t really sleep..i mean, who can when there’s reanimated corpses outside your window?

your body was desperately wanting to re-situate itself after laying on one side for an hour and a half. you pressed your body against glenn’s, rupturing a small groan from him.

“babe? ..are you awake?” you asked him in a hushed voice.

“i am now.” he replied, which was more of a retort than anything.

you continued pressing against him, feeling the length underneath his shorts grow. the warmth of face presses into your neck, making you grin to yourself.

“i’m sorry, baby.” you whisper apologetically, though it wasn’t genuine. your hips moved once more, grinding yourself into him, and he groaned with his nose leaning into your hair.

you felt his hands move from your hips down to your lower stomach. his fingertips slowly pulled your nightgown up, revealing your underwear that rested underneath. your breath hitched in your throat as you felt him give a teasing tug at them.

“can i?” he murmured into your ear. he didn’t even have to elaborate before an eager ‘yes’ fell from your lips. glenn chuckled lowly, his fingers slipping inside the cotton.

two of his digits pressed into you, making you bite down on to your lip to suppress the noises that ruptured. as his hand was busy, the unoccupied one made its way to your throat, grasping it and squeezing it.

“shh..they’ll hear you.”

small, quiet noises rang through your shared cell. you let your eyes roll back a little as his thumb circled your clit, causing you to shutter against him.

the movement of his wrist picked up, soft squelching coming from below you. you could feel his breathing get heavier as his nose nudged your ear.

glenn groaned quietly, “so fucking good to me,”

the knot in your stomach built up soon enough from the soft praise in your ear. his fingers were long, longer than yours. he kept them clean, cut, and pretty for you.

as you continue riding his fingers, he keeps his hand against your throat. his lips graze the underside of your jaw, whispering lowly

“you g’na cum, baby? go ahead.” he cooed.

snap.

you came around his fingers so quickly. he sighed to himself as he felt your cunt flutter around his digits.

his hands removed themselves and found your waist once more, massaging circles into your skin. he watched your breathing even out as you attempted to come back to reality.

after so, you slowly sat up from your side, putting your weight to your knees as you positioned yourself on top of him.

“can i take care of you now, baby?” you asked him, rubbing his shoulders soothingly.

he nodded in reply, but you narrowed your eyes. you moved yourself directly on top of him, making him groan as his cock pulsed. “use your words, honey.”

he squeezed his eyes shut like he was in pain, but really, he was in enjoying it. he whispered a quiet ‘fuck’ before opening them and looking at you again.

“i want you to fuck me.” he pleaded, flashing his puppy dog eyes.

you were taken back by the bluntness of his words, but smiled sweetly. “now was that so hard?” you teased.

you inched toward him, pressing your glossy lips against his neck. as you marked him, your hand traveled down against his pajama shorts, feeling the outline of his length.

glenn let out a breathy moan into the air, but soon pressed his hand over his mouth after quickly realizing that others could hear him. you chuckled at him, tracing your fingers back up to reach the waistband of his pants. you pulled them up, dipping your hand into his underwear.

your fingertips circled the tip of his dick, making him shudder underneath you. a quiet ‘fuck’ and ‘good god’ were thrown around as you started pumping him slowly.

it only took him a minute or two before he was begging you to stop, wanting to finish inside you. you kiss below his ear then to his lips before you comply, slowly removing your underwear.

glenn’s eyes watch you. they’re wide and his pupils are blown from almost spewing a daycare into your palm. you climb back to your previous position, hips aligning with his before you slowly sink down.

taking a moment to adjust to him, you cradle his cheek into your palm, rubbing his flushed face with your thumb. you innocently clench around him for a reaction, watching him squeeze his eyes shut.

a small smile graces your lips, “so cute.”

he huffs at you, rolling his eyes. a small giggle falls from you, and he hisses at the vibrations that sent to his cock.

once you’re well adjusted, you slowly pull your hips upward before sinking back down. this process continues, making glenn’s fists bundle up your silk nightgown to your waist.

you leaned down, arms caging his head. “fuck..”

you look up at glenn, watching his eyes shine in the moonlight. “open your mouth for me, baby.” you whisper to him.

he complies, opening his mouth for you. with a smirk, you take two of your fingers and place them onto his tongue. “suck,”

glenn obeys, wrapping his lips around your pretty fingers. you feel his mouth play around your digits slowly. you speed up, feeling that high coming in once again.

“cum, baby,” you demand through your soft voice. it was all he needed to let go of the uncomfortable feeling within him.

the both of you release, your body trembling on top of his. the fingers in glenns mouth muffle the cry from him. a few beats go by before you remove yourself from him, laying back beside him where you once were.

“you satisfied now?”

a/n: this was so embarrassing and lazily written what the flip

k gonna disappear for 5 months again :3

(also dgaf if theres spelling mistakes)

#this is a cry for help #xozombiee #glenn rhee #glenn rhee x reader #glenn twd #i love men #twd x reader #glenn rhee smut #glenn x reader #twd smut

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zombiewhor3 · 1 year

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THE TALK

carl grimes x fem reader (season 5 era)

WARNINGS: mentions of making out, both characters are 16, no smut because characters are underage, mentions of being caught, father and son argument, angry Glenn, slight angry Maggie, accusation of sex, fem reader, mentions of parent loss, mentions of sex, mentions of 'the talk', mentions of pregnancy, talk of consent, talk of sexual situations between teens, mentions of hormones

a/n: enjoy this because after this happy one there's gonna be two more Carl one-shots except it's gonna be angst :))

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her hands were pressed against Carl's cheeks while she was soaking into the embrace of their kiss, their mouths moving so rapidly while she could feel him tugging at her t-shirt and of course she so damn eagerly let him pull it off of her.

she smiled happily as a moan was pushed into her mouth from him, in reality they were both just exploring how they felt in the real world, learning the concept of sex and virginity was an all new ballpark.

y/n knew what sex was, so did Carl it wasn't any secret to what it was or the way babies were made, his mother had that talk with him when he was just a boy and well y/n learned on her own since she never really had parents to take after her.

of course they were virgins, in the apocalypse there wasn't very much virginity losing going on, not with Rick and Glenn breathing down both of their backs like the walkers were.

and besides they never really seemed to have the talk with each other because it was something they both knew would come at the right time for each other and well when they believed the time was right it truly never was for them because they would make out and straddle each other until someone knocked at Carl's door and she'd be forced to hide in the closet or he would hide in hers.

she tangled one of her hands in his hair to get a better grip while she propped herself up in his lap to get a better leverage and to maybe feel his hips bucking up at her.

she hummed into his mouth while his hands groped at her body, she let his hands explore from her shoulders down to her breasts until he was rubbing small circles at her hips from the jeans he slightly pulled down to reveal more of her waist for him.

he was rubbing small circles once he found out she was enjoying it, but as she threw her hips up to him the door opened and shocked Atlanta sheriff stood with a loud sound of his voice,

"God dammit Carl! really!" Rick yelled covering his eyes so he couldn't see the girl with only a bra covering her upper half, Carl rushed a t-shirt from the floor on her as Glenn stepped into the room watching as she adjusted her hair with an awkward smile.

"Jesus Carl really c'mon we're in the middle of a god damn apocalypse and now you choose to do this?!" Rick asked looking over as Glenn furrowed his brows and looked over at y/n who was looking down at the wooden tile of the floor below them.

"you usually knock!" Carl shouted in defense looking over at still the confused Glenn who had his arms folded, "what the hell is going on?" he shouted feeling his wife step next to him.

"caught these two going at it" Rick remarked folding his arms as he took a step into the bedroom, "YOU HAD SEX?" Maggie shouted watching as y/n and Carl rapidly shook their head.

"No! dad don't say that! we weren't having sex" Carl huffed putting on his sheriffs hat that was resting on the night stand, "just making out" y/n added feeling the dad eyes soak into her.

she had been with Glenn ever since the start, she lost her father at a young age so she adapted to Glenn,

she had found Glenn when the entire thing started when she was just the same age as Carl, he protected her and now he was her Dad, it's what he was meant for, protecting y/n like his actual daughter just like how Maggie treated her.

"i'm sorry Glenn" she mumbled rubbing her arm softly while she and Carl took a seat on the bed from Rick's hand gesture for them to plant a seat on the bed,

"what if you get pregnant? there are so many risks to this, you could maybe ask for condoms?" Glenn spoke watching as y/n cringed externally and Carl made a disgusted face.

"think it's disgusting now but just wait til wearing a condom matters, besides having a baby is to dangerous especially in these times" Maggie spoke gently as she approached y/n rubbing her shoulder.

"are you mad?" she asked looking up at the adults in the room they all shook their head 'no' in response, "we need you to be safe even if you think it's embarrassing you guys" Rick spoke rubbing over some of the stubble of his beard on his face.

"promise if you have questions or if you need protection you'll ask us or even just go to the pantry and get some as long as your safe that's all it matters and well as long as you both consent" Maggie spoke flicking her eyes at both of the teens.

they both nodded while y/n sprouted a smile on her face, "yes ma'am" she replied while Carl replied the same response and adjusted his hat slightly so it wasn't as crooked.

"be safe kiddos, think about that for next time" Glenn spoke propping a smile on his face, after all they were just foolish teens, teens with hormones that were exploring all of the boundaries and just daring to break some of the rules put in place for them.

Maggie and Glenn stepped out of the room looking as Rick planted one of his feet against the wall while he leaned against it, "so does that mean we can continue what we were doing?" Carl asked hopeful that his father would've said yes.

"you have work and i expect you to be out and dressed in two minutes you hear me, after two minutes i burst in here" he spoke shutting the door behind him.

"that went well" Carl spoke slipping back on a t-shirt while he looked over at her, she had a smile planted on her face.

"i think it did"

#carl grimes #carl grimes x reader #carlgrimes #carl grimes fanfiction #carl grimes fluff #rickgrimesmut #rick grimes x reader #rick smut #maggie rhee #maggie twd #glen rhee #glenn twd #glenn rhee #rick twd #twd fanfiction #twd carl #twd daryl #daryl dixon #daryl x reader

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rainywashere · 11 months

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Dude, Glenn from the walking dead is so fucking hot. I'd let him do horrible things to me.

#glenn the walking dead #glenn rhee the walking dead #glenn #glenn rhee #twd #the walking dead #whimpers #please #glenn twd #twd glenn #glenn x reader #glenn rhee smut #glenn smut #twd smut

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kisses4kaia · 1 year

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* 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠- 𝐠, 𝐫𝐡𝐞𝐞

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭: you and glenn have been dating for a while. one morning, he decides to wish you a very good morning. alexandria/s5 era. (2nd person POV)

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: not much build-up, smut, cursing, cunnilingus, t1tty-fucking😁, ingesting bodily fluids (come only), and praise? sort of?. (also very NOT proofread)

𝟗𝟗𝟒 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

a groan escaped your lips as the bright sun shone through the blinds of your alexandria home, waking you from your slumber. you lay next to your boyfriend in bed, back facing him.

you turn to face him, and it seemed he was already awake. "good morning, how'd you sleep?" glenn asked, pushing stray strands of hair out of your face. "i had a dream about you." you replied, smiling at him.

he seemed enticed by this. "really? you wanna tell me about it, beautiful?" he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to him. you just giggled before kissing him deeply.

you pulled away and just admired his features. he was so gorgeous. you didn't know how you got so lucky to find him.

he kissed you once more. you began to tell the contents of your night journey as he flipped you onto your back, starting to kiss from your collarbone to your clothed belly.

"and then y-you went down on m-me," you stuttered as his lips made it down to your core. he hummed against your clothed clit. "i think we could recreate that, hm?" glenn suggested, hooking his fingers onto your panties.

"mhm, yes," you agreed eagerly as he removed your underwear painfully slow. "how bad do you want it?" he breathed against your heat. "please, glenn. please." you begged, your voice still hoarse from your recent wakening.

your beg went down to his cock and he wasted no more time connecting his mouth to your cunt. he lapped up all of your juices.

glenn loved the fact that he could have such a large impact on you. he hardly even did anything yet, and you were already soaking. just for him.

you tangled your hands in his hair and practically grinded your hips against his and he did not mind one bit. his tongue delved deep into you and your throat erupted with a pornographic moan.

he reached one of his hands up and under your tank top, palming at your breast. this only increased your libido.

"g-god, glenn. i think i'm gonna-" you cut yourself off with a moan. "you wanna come?" he stopped for a second, momentarily replacing his mouth with his fingers.

"so so so bad, please, baby, please," you begged, throwing your head back onto the pillows behind you. "how could i ever say no to you?" he said sweetly before returning to his ruthless eating.

you held one hand in his hair and the other tangled in the sheets beneath you. it didn't take much longer for you to teeter over the edge completely.

your thighs clenched around his head and you couldn't even feel worried that you were suffocating him.

you felt so selfish, but you just couldn't be bothered when you were surrounded by pure ecstasy. no man, or human being really, had ever made you feel as good as he did.

"i l-love you," was all you could say as your legs shook in pleasure. glenn helped you ride out your high as your chest heaved up and down in deep breaths.

"i love you too, y/n." was the first thing he said after detaching his mouth from your core. the sight of him could've made you come again, by itself.

he had your arousal dripping from the corner of his perfectly swollen lips down his chin, which was also smeared in your come. "you look so pretty like this, wait one second," you ordered him as you grabbed your polaroid camera from your bedside table.

glenn flashed a shy smile and you snapped a photo. you were definitely keeping that for when you're missing him.

"that was so good, love. thank you. will you let me repay you?" you asked as he swiped all of your juices from around his lips with his thumb and laid back down next to you.

he shook his head. "you really don't have to, i'm fine." he insisted. you were skeptical, mostly because the tent in his pants looked painful. "please let me take care of you?" you pleaded, palming at the bulge.

glenn groaned and allowed your hands to work on him. just then, you had a wicked idea.

you pulled your loose tank top off and watched as he tried to contain himself at the sight. you slowly pulled his pants and boxers off and discarded them somewhere in the room.

you positioned your chest in between his legs and began rubbing on his thighs, teasing him. you gave this up quickly, though. you probably wanted this just as much as he did.

you let spit dribble down onto his swollen tip. you leaned down and let his cock slip into the valley of your tits.

he practically whimpered at the sensation. you just giggled, happy to know that he felt good. "feels good?" you asked with a cheeky grin while he pushed his hips up, using you.

"y-yeah, very," glenn admitted. it didn't take very long for his dick to begin twitching and for him to get needier with his moans and hip movements.

"go ahead, love. come for me," you granted permission. after that, he wasted no time pushing himself over the limit and release.

he shut his eyes and let you help him ride out the orgasm. his seed splattered all over your breasts and he felt it was his turn to take a photo. he grabbed the camera from its previous position on the nightstand.

click!

you both stayed silent for a moment, waiting for the other to say something. it wasn't uncomfortable, though.

"shower?" you proposed. "yes, please." he agreed as you both scrambled to the bathroom.

𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬: hello ! please let me know how u liked this one and leave a like if u liked it ❤ this one was actually very based off of a real-life experience w my ex🤫 anyway..

#glenn smut #glenn twd #glenn x reader #glenn #glenn rhee #twd amc #the walking dead smut #twd smut #twd #the walking dead #smut #steven yeun #kaia writes glenn

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redcoralpot · 2 months

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we NEED fluff of our boy glenn !!! /nf

like the aftermath of S6 EP3, male!reader comforting glenn after finding him traumatized from an certain act after the herd (unless you know the actual event im not tryna spoil anyone here)

and a lil canon divergence? like we and glenn get to talk enid in a respectful manner

hope that's enough for you to work with !! mwamwa!

Quick practice to help me recover from writer's block!!

Left to My Own Devices - Glenn Rhee x M! Reader

Summary: After Nicholas' unfortunate demise, Glenn is alone with his thoughts, but not for long.

Warnings: Blood/gore descriptions, violence, suicide, and death.

Word Count: 1.1K

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Ten hours.

Glenn had been stuck under a dumpster for ten hours. What had been a deafening amount of shuffling and groaning had slowly trickled down to a few every once and a while, though he could tell at least one walker was feasting on Nicholas.

His heart had never stopped pounding since he slid under the bin, a crude attempt at keeping his body and breathing under a tight hold, but exhaustion was starting to creep under his skin. Yet still, Glenn did not dare to relax. One squish… two squish, three– it was never ending. He doubted that Nicholas was even recognizable at this point, but he had to have known that before he put a gun to his head. Right?

On the opposite side of the dumpster, there were a pair of work boots, attached to stained jeans that covered any skin. It smelled disgusting; mud, blood, and rotting guts coming together to make an odor that was impossible to get away from. Glenn’s stomach grew uneasy, the image of his friend stained into his mind. Chances were that it was just a straggler from the main herd that had crowded the two of them before, but he couldn’t risk using his gun to get rid of it, not if the others were still within a mile.

Glenn slipped a hand into his pocket, flicking a sturdy knife open in his palm. It was sharp enough to cut the tendons of its ankles, making it an easy kill, even for someone in his state. His jaw clenched, ready to strike. However, right before he raised his knife, movement caused him to pause. It was starting to stumble away, around the dumpster. Towards Nicholas.

A thump, a gurgle, as if the walker fell on its knees in relief for the free snack. In any other situation, Glenn would have chuckled to himself. Through the crack between the asphalt and his face, he witnessed something similar; a corpse was on its side, facing him. Its eye twitched, completely limp, but it had nothing similar to the hefty shoes the other had. Sneakers, the kind every kid was required to have for gym class, only loosely hanging on to its feet. Glenn’s gaze followed as the boots firmly kicked the walker away from him, a deep grunt coming from the perpetrator.

“Huh,” they said, crouching beside Nicholas’ body, “this doesn’t look good.”

He recognized that voice, back from Alexandria. Glenn briefly considered the prospect that this was a dream at best, a hallucination caused by exhaustion at worst. He ultimately decided against it.

Glenn knew his voice was rough from dehydration and disuse, “Hello?”

“Rhee, is that you?” You perked up.

“Yeah, it’s me.”

You hissed, reaching a hand out for him to take, “What the fuck happened? Everyone thought you were dead!”

“There was a herd and Nicholas…” Glenn trailed off, bile rising in his throat. He couldn’t look at you, choosing instead to stumble onto his feet on his own.

“Got caught?”

“Nah, something else.”

You eyed the gun besides his remains, a sense of understanding settling over your face, “Do you need to sit down?”

“We need to get away from here– did everyone else make it back?”

“Not that I know of,” you hesitated, “but Alexandria was attacked while you were gone, by Wolves. I don’t recall seeing David, Annie, or Sturgess come back, and Betsy is in shock.”

Glenn bit his cheek, “Sturgess didn’t make it.”

You opened your mouth to respond, but a creaking noise behind you made your head whip around. Perhaps instinctively, you moved your body in front of him as you scanned the area. Two dark eyes were peeking from around the corner, wide and scared, wisps of brown hair falling from the girl’s ponytail. Though your muscles were still tense, you lowered your weapon, clicking your tongue against your teeth.

“Enid.”

“Alexandria isn’t safe,” she whispered.

You shook your head, “So you followed me? That was at least ten times more unsafe than whatever went down back there.”

“I could’ve handled myself!”

“You’re thirteen or something, you can’t.”

“I’m sixteen–”

Glenn finally spoke up, “Being inside a walled community is always safer than going on your own.”

You patted his back, “We’re going to Alexandria and you’re coming with us.”

Enid seemed to know better than to argue, instead choosing to peel the gun out of Nicholas’ hands. The three of you set off, slipping through a hole in the wire fence, flies buzzing off of a familiar face. A stained piece of paper was laid inches from his fingers, the blood spread onto it dried into a crusty brown. You blocked the view from the other two, but Glenn was too observant for his own good at times. Suddenly, the bags under his eyes seemed more sunken, and he looked like a shell of the energetic Glenn you grew close to after the farm burned down.

“Do you need some food?” you suggested, trying to keep his attention.

“I honestly don’t think my stomach can handle it, man.”

You peered at his pale face, “Well, the offer is always up; I stole some chocolate chip granola bars from a lovely bald man.”

“Morgan? He’s not even bald.” That got the tip of Glenn’s mouth to quirk upward.

“I can see his scalp shining from a mile away, don’t lie.”

Enid rolled her eyes, “There’s a difference between being bald and having a buzzcut.”

“Please, there’s a centimeter of a difference!”

“You stink.”

You shrugged, a piece of human intestines making a bloody trail behind you, “I had to blend in somehow.”

Her nose scrunched up, and a reminder of the predicament they were in made Glenn grimace. His limbs were starting to feel heavy, the sides of his vision fading in and out, his stomach gurgling– Glenn didn’t know how much longer he could keep going. He was not about to give up, unlike Nicholas, never like Nicholas. Nicholas whose body pushed them both to their deaths knowing only one would actually suffer from it– until there was a hand on his shoulder, grounding him. A spark of anger was the only thing he could muster up before an immense sadness washed it away. Your hands were calloused, firm, from being one of the most hardworking men in the community Glenn knew, constantly repairing the wall or training the incapable.

While you were here, it would be okay. If anything at all, nowadays, Glenn could put his faith in that with full certainty.

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vilentia · 8 months

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Glenn Rhee x reader who allready has a child and like He tries to like get to know them and get along with them

Survival and Serendipity

Glenn Rhee x reader

In the desolate world overrun by the undead, where trust was as scarce as hope, Glenn Rhee found himself facing a challenge he hadn't expected: getting to know you and your 6-year-old child, Mia. His heart, once solely focused on survival, now fluttered with uncertainty and a longing for something more meaningful.

It all began one day when you stumbled upon the group of survivors that Glenn called family. In the midst of your weary travels, there was a glimmer of hope that led you to their camp. As Glenn watched you approach, holding Mia's hand tightly, his heart skipped a beat. You were cautious, guarded, and rightfully so. In this world, trust was a fragile commodity, and Glenn respected that.

He approached you with a warm smile, though he knew the smile could never truly match the warmth he felt inside. "Hey there," he said softly, crouching down to meet Mia's curious gaze. "What's your name?"

Mia's eyes, big and innocent, studied Glenn for a moment before she mumbled, "Mia." She clung to your side, her tiny fingers clutching your shirt.

Glenn nodded, understanding her apprehension. "Well, Mia, I'm Glenn. And this is your mom, right?" He glanced up at you, offering a reassuring smile.

You nodded, a mixture of gratitude and skepticism in your eyes. But there was something in the way Glenn spoke, something in the kindness that radiated from him, that made you want to believe that maybe, just maybe, there was still goodness in the world.

As days turned into weeks, Glenn took small steps to win both your and Mia's trust. He'd often sit with you by the campfire, sharing stories of his own childhood, his dreams, and the world before it all fell apart. Mia would listen, her eyes wide with wonder as she started to view him not just as a stranger, but as a friend.

One sunny afternoon, Glenn brought out a deck of playing cards he'd found in an abandoned gas station. He knelt before Mia, his eyes twinkling. "Hey, wanna learn a card game?" he asked, offering her a playful wink.

Mia's face lit up with excitement as she nodded vigorously. Glenn patiently taught her the game, his fingers showing her the tricks of the trade. It was in these moments that a bond began to form, a connection built on trust, patience, and the simple joy of being together.

Through countless encounters, Mia began to see Glenn as a surrogate uncle, someone she could turn to for comfort and laughter amidst the harsh reality of their world. And as for you, you couldn't help but admire the way Glenn had taken a genuine interest in your child's well-being.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, you found Glenn and Mia sitting together on a log, sharing a quiet conversation and laughing. It was a sight that warmed your heart and filled you with a hope you thought had long disappeared. Glenn Rhee had become more than just a fellow survivor; he had become a part of your family.

As the days turned into months, Glenn's bond with both you and Mia deepened. His protective instincts grew stronger, and he couldn't help but smile at the sight of Mia clinging to his side, her tiny hand in his as they navigated this treacherous world together.

One evening, under the starry sky, you found yourselves sitting around the campfire. The flickering flames danced in the darkness, casting a warm and intimate glow. Glenn's voice was soft as he recounted tales from his past, stories that spoke of a time when life was simpler, filled with laughter and love.

You couldn't deny the warmth that Glenn's presence brought into your life. He had a way of making you feel safe, cherished, and understood in a way that no one else had in years. It was as if the world had conspired to bring you together in this bleak reality.

One night, after Mia had drifted off to sleep in her makeshift bedroll, you and Glenn found yourselves alone by the campfire. The silence between you was comfortable, a testament to the deep connection that had grown between you.

Glenn turned to you, his eyes filled with a mixture of vulnerability and longing. "You know," he began, his voice barely above a whisper, "I never thought I'd find anything worth holding onto in this world. But then you and Mia came into my life, and everything changed."

Your heart skipped a beat as you met his gaze, the intensity of his words leaving you breathless. "Glenn," you whispered back, your voice trembling, "I feel the same way. You've brought hope back into our lives."

In that moment, the world around you seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you illuminated by the campfire's gentle glow. Glenn reached for your hand, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. Slowly, he leaned in, and your lips met in a tender, heartfelt kiss—a kiss that spoke of the love and connection that had blossomed between you.

From that moment on, your relationship with Glenn deepened into a love that was both fierce and tender. You faced the dangers of the world side by side, finding strength in each other's arms. Mia, too, began to see Glenn not just as a friend but as a father figure, and her trust in him only solidified your love for him.

In this harsh and unforgiving world, you and Glenn had found something rare and precious—a love that had grown from the ashes of despair, a love that would endure the trials of the apocalypse. Together, you forged a family, bound not by blood but by the unbreakable bonds of love, trust, and survival.

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raiisakitsune · 2 years

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*glenn and Carl after going and doing something reckless*

Glenn: are we in trouble?

Rick: take a guess

Carl: no?

Rick: take another guess

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nympippi · 1 year

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The Walking Dead requests I got on Insta the other day lol >:3c

#twd #the walking dead #glenn twd #Maggie twd #carl twd #carl grimes #beth twd #maggie x glenn #I frickin love this show like it’s addicting #but thank you to everyone who requested these were fun 💕💕#twd fanart #the walking dead fanart #the fucking gun I drew for Carl took it out of me holy hell #but lol enjoy #pippi art

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archerwithangelwings · 11 months

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Its missing Glenn Rhee hours :( 💔

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hammy-fan · 1 year

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TWD Roller skating hcs

(To make up for my utter lack of skill)

Rick is average, but he falls on his ass way too often

Shane is so good at it it’s unbelievable. He will straight up be making laps in everyone, and occasionally goes backwards just to mock everyone

Lori is too busy helping Carl, but if she was on her own she’s pretty decent, but she’s better at roller blading

Carl is being helped by Lori, but he’s actually not that bad, in fact he’s pretty decent

Andrea is really bad, she tries to walk but it’s quite literally impossible. She does however keep trying despite how many times she’s fallen

Dale is the one old man wearing booty shorts and actually slaying so hard he is doing spins, twirls, the whole shabang

Glenn is using one of the PVC pipe helper things and still manages to fall every couple of seconds

Daryl refuses to do it because the second he put on skates he fell on his ass, so he just stands at the edge of the rink

#the walking dead #twd #rick grimes #shane walsh #lori grimes #carl grimes #andrea twd #dale twd #glenn twd #daryl dixon #twd headcanons #rollerskates #roller skating #ricky dicky do da grimes

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sssm1l3 · 10 months

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Let's talk about SA in the walking dead.

tw// talk of sexual violence/sexual assault against a minor

Spoilers for the walking dead ahead

In this I'm going to focus on Carl Grimes and the incident with The Claimers in 4x16 "A"

While I understand that this was mainly used as a way for Rick to go a little wacko and show how far he's willing to go to protect Carl and also probably loose like that last little bit of faith in humnaity.

However, it needed to be addressed. Carl is, what, fourteen? In season four, and so they put in sexual violence against a child and then just...left it be.

In issue #58 of the comics, after the whole claimers thing, Rick and Carl have a discussion about it, even if it's short. I don't know if it's mentioned again after that or not, but I know in #58 Carl speaks about how he liked watching Rick kill that man.

Which you know fair enough, we all enjoyed it too.

However, in the show, it's never brought up again. Because in the next episode they almost get barbecued. Which, can distract them from addressing that at the moment, but once they get to Alexandria and that little bit of peace before it gets over run, and everything else, they had ample time to have Carl sit down with literally anybody and talk about it.

We get a single parallel, that being Dan (I think that was his name?) Push Carl on the ground, and then Negan push Carl on the ground during the lineup.

Carl could have freaked out. He could have. He could have freaked out, or at least done something to indicate that he was not a big fan of that at all, in a different way to an aversion to having his arm cut off.

And, if we wanna go cynical with it, when Carl decided to star in a shoot em up western and murder two of Negan's dudes, and Negan was like "Oh, sing me a song" and made Carl talk about shit, he could have asked about it.

Could have made Carl talk about his sexual assault as a way of mentally breaking him down.

And even though Negan is a rapist via coercion, he doesn't think he is, and has a strong hate of like, violent rape, basically anything besides coercion.

And while I would have much rather Carl talk about it with Rick, Michonne, hell Daryl, or even Glenn before he kicked the bucket, maybe Maggie since she was also SA'd and they actually talked about it, Carl being forced to talk about it with Negan would have been interesting.

When one of the Savior's runs his finger down Enid's cheek while she's begging for her balloons back, you can see Carl seething. That he's uncomfortable with it.

Because of fucking course he is. Not only is that Enid that he cares about deeply, but you can not tell me that that didn't bring back memories of that Claimer sniffing his hair.

There's another opportunity. To have Carl and Enid talk about their shared experiences, even if the details of the situations are different, they're sill under the same category, and that thing with Enid isn't ever talked about again either.

If AMC had them speak about it, it would have been 2 birds with one fucking giant stone with the word "COMMUNICATION" written on it.

And no matter who Carl ended up talking about it with, it didn't have to be a big sit down conversation in front of a window while it rained with dramatic background music.

After the balloon thing with Enid, he could have gone with her, sat with her and been like "Hey. I get it." and her look at Carl while he looks at her and they both sort of have the same expression of understanding.

Hell, that's realistic.

It just...any way it could have been talked about, it should have. But it wasn't.

And I will forever be bitter about it.

Thank you for coming to my ted talk

#Thee Walking Dead #carl twd #twd #rick grimes #carl grimes #rick twd #the walking dead negan #carl the walking dead #enid twd #Enid the walking ded #tw #amc #amc the walking dead #the walking dead comics #glenn twd #glenn the walking dead

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xozombiee · 2 years

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sweet. | g. rhee

note: this is so shit but i’m combusting anyways.

warnings: MORNING CUNNINGLINGUS LETS GOOO, GLENN GLENN GLENN, uhh idk what else honestly😓

the morning sunshine of the farm came through the curtains of the room you were staying in. after your little incident with a walker that ended up getting a gash cut through your thigh, hershel offered a room to you for the night in case something happened.

you didn’t even notice the man sitting beside your bed when you woke up. glenn’s eyes were shut, his hand holding up his head while his other was clinging to yours. he looked peaceful for once in what felt like forever.

you gently pulled his hand to your lips, pressing a sweet kiss to his knuckles. the dark haired man’s eyes shot open with fear, but soon turned soft when he realized it was you. you let out a small laugh at his changing expressions.

“morning.” his soft voice spoke. he leaned over to you, “how you feeling?”

“i feel better. sore, but better.” you croaked out.

he swallowed thickly, “i’m glad. you really scared me yesterday.”

his hand rubbed small circles into yours as he watched you like you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. you pulled his hand, motioning him to join you.

he tried to protest but the force of your pull quickly brought him out of his chair, tumbling on top of you. your laugh rang through his ears as he was positioned above you, his arms caging you to the bed.

after your laughter passed through, you stared up at glenn. his mesmerized gaze stuck to you like glue. your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him into a kiss.

it was supposed to be innocent at first, but glenn…well he’s glenn.

your lips were connected like a puzzle. his hands roamed your body as his knees held him up. the feeling of your soft skin under the shirt you wore—which was his— drove him crazy.

he tugged off the thin shorts you wore, revealing the bandage that covered your gash. worry soon painted his features. you could tell that he was afraid of opening your stitches.

an idea popped into the dark haired man’s head.

glenn hooked his arms around your thighs, dragging you down the bed. he tilts your hips upward so you’re spread out beneath his pretty mouth. he presses a soft kiss against the only fabric covering your core from him.

this man was going to send you into cardiac arrest.

you whine and try to rock your hips into him impatiently, unsatisfied with the teasing. glenn grins at you as he wraps his fingers around the waistband of your underwear. you lift your hips up gratefully, thanking the lord that he wasn’t being mean for once today.

he places a kiss against your inner thigh before goes right in. without the barrier of your underwear, you feel every stroke of his pretty mouth and you moan against the palm of your hand. your muscles were twitching with the urge to grind up against his face.

you felt the electricity run through your veins. it was like you were on fire, but in the most amazing way possible. every perfect twitch of his mouth against you was like heaven.

your unoccupied hand tugged onto his hair, causing him to groan against your core. the noise you had almost let out would’ve at least gotten the attention of someone in the house. you let out a shaky sigh as you swallowed the moan that desperately wanted to be ripped from your throat.

glenn watched as you squirmed under his touch. every noise you made and every twitch of you body made the tightness in his jeans worse. the pain of his hard on pressing against the bed instead of inside you was far from bearable.

with his unrelenting movements, the high you felt was about to snap. your body was twitching impatiently as your thighs clamped onto glenn’s head. a few more strokes of his tongue made the knot break.

as the wave of euphoria washed over, your fists balled up into the white sheets that were on the bed. his tongue cleaned the mess you had made, wiping the slick from his chin as he raised his head back up.

you stared at him in shock. you never knew glenn was capable of doing something like that; especially since it was the first time he had ever done it with you. he smiled at you, which caused you to turn your head over into the pillows from embarrassment.

his laugh rang through your ears as you hid your face. “come on, sweetheart.” he chuckled, massaging your arm.

you turned your head to face him. his body was leaning over yours, staring down at you. he took your hand back into his, kissing the knuckles once more.

“you taste so sweet.”

#glenn rhee #glenn rhee x reader #glenn rhee smut #glenn twd #twd x reader #twd smut #this is a cry for help #i love glenn rhee with my entire soul #the walking dead #im combusting #AHHHHHH

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zombiewhor3 · 1 year

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IT'S NOT OKAY

carl grimes x fem reader

WARNINGS: depressed reader, angst, mentions of character death (Glenn), mentions of sad Carl, mentions of bad parents, mentions of father figure Glenn, mentions of blood, gore, murder, mentions of revenge, mentions of reader skipping meals, helpful/understanding Carl.

she laid in the same position for days, it had almost been an entire week and she'd just been rotting there like a corpse, her mind in a frozen haze while the bat slamming down on Glenn's head seemed to replay like a constant loop in her head.

and well the fact that Negan had almost forced Rick to cut off her own boyfriend's arm, she could hear his mocking and his taunts as Glenn died and she could still hear the way Maggie screamed.

Her only true father figure had died, and it was shattering her, she was shattered because of it, when she saw the eye popping out of her skull she had gotten sick, she almost passed out from the shock and well the fact she was still injured and weak from a past fight.

she was only 15 and it was so damn hard for her to even think about such a gory thought but she had to understand that this was the real world surrounding her.

She thought about in the beginning when Glenn had saved her, he had rescued her after her parents had been to careless and left her, she was no older than Carl when it happened, and there he was bringing her back to the camp to feed and clothe her.

she had grown a family because of him, if it weren't for him she wouldn't be here today, she wouldn't be here sulking in this bed, and she sure as hell wouldn't be alive.

she could feel Carl place a small kiss on her cheek as a tear slipped down her face, she had started to cry once more, she could feel him place a seat on the bed so he could face her.

he frowned seeing her cry, he hated the sight, he hated watching as she held onto her stomach while she felt sick from the sight of his head being bashed in by that bastard.

"shh it's okay" he tried to comfort her but what was the use? would it fix the fact that they were stuck under The Saviours choke hold while two of their friends were dead and they couldn't get revenge.

she flipped around to the other side to face away from him with a soft breath she let out another sniffle letting her tears fall into the white pillow case, "talk to me please you haven't spoken in days not even a hi or a response when i speak to you" he rubbed her back feeling as her tense body seemed to loosen up for him at the touch.

he had been struggling to, he had missed Glenn so much it was like a piece of his heart was missing and well he had so much rage inside him that it was starting to pull him in so many directions.

he felt like soon he was going to be torn in half from the sadness and the anger tugging at both ends of him, he wanted revenge on all of the men, he wanted to kill Negan himself for killing such innocent people because in true reality they didn't deserve any of it.

Once carl realized she was going to stay silent he got up from the bed, reaching into a bag he pulled a fresh pair of clothes out for her along with a rubber band resting amongst his wrist.

"c'mere" he spoke softly lifting up the still bloody shirt from her body. she had been sitting right next to Glenn when it happened which meant she had his blood laced all over her white shirt, now it was dried and brown but it was still his blood.

he pulled it from her body and tossed it to the floor while he put a new one on her, he helped her to wiggle out of the bloody jeans, there were dried blood patches in the knees from her digging them into the gravel to prevent a gut wrenching scream from her.

he pulled them off and slipped on a new pair of jeans on her slightly closing his eyes to give her some privacy, she sat up on the bed with his help, he knew she hadn't eaten for almost a full week.

she stared at the wall blankly before following Carl into the kitchen, he placed a green apple in her hand and a bottle of water on the marble counter in-front of her.

she hesitantly went to take a bite from the apple but a hand covered her mouth, it was like everything she looked at seemed to make her sick, she closed her eyes before taking a bite feeling the sweetness hit over her tongue as she chewed and swallowed the bit.

he was proud of her that she was slowly eating, and once she knew it she was down to the core of the apple and the water bottle that was once full in-front of her was left empty.

she wrapped her arms around Carl as she could feel more tears bittering up inside her again, "it's okay you did good, we have to try, we both miss him i know" he admitted feeling her only cry harder at the slight implication of him.

"we'll get through this together i promise"

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kittyp333 · 8 months

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how did rick get a hold of him.

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kisses4kaia · 7 months

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glenn rhee x tomboy reader? glenn is awkward and reader is flirty? ^_^

cute short lil drabble for my twd interactors 😙gn!reader, alexandria eraaa, subtle smut at the end :))

he was just too cute.

so strong and wise to everyone he spoke to and yet he was absolute putty under your charm.

you couldn’t help it, teasing glenn for being so boyish in his obvious crush on you.

he really didn’t mind the way you acted, or dressed, or flirted. he admired you, really. and that’s what made it so easy.

you were hanging out in the kitchen, finding some stale chips to eat when glenn wandered in.

his eyes widened at your presence, and immediately he started stuttering. “o-oh, sorry. didn’t know… you were, um, in here. i’ll go,” he turns to leave.

“hey, what’s the rush? you don’t like my company?” you feigned offense, really just teasing, but glenn immediately began freaking out.

“n-no! not at all, i just, you know, didn’t want to intrude, that’s all,” he was rambling, again. you found it adorable.

you snacked on your chips for a while, asking rapid fire questions about himself to the boy, just to make him sweat a little bit.

you enjoyed hearing him talk about his love for video games and music, how he wanted a family of his own, about his culture and his life before the world went to shit, everything.

he was blushing rapidly, happily surprised someone as cool as you held any interest in the things he and the rest of the world deemed stupid.

you got glenn to really trust you, an uncommon thing in the post apocalyptic world you both lived in.

and so he didn’t protest when you guys were watching an old movie and your hand snaked over onto his lap and began palming his ever growing hard-on.

so, so, so, easy to get him squirming underneath you, on the verge of tears as he begged you for his release.

#nonnieees💗#kai's got mail <3📑#glenn rhee #the walking dead #twd #glenn drabble #twd amc #steven yeun #glenn rhee smut #glenn twd #glenn smut #glenn rhee x reader #the walking dead smut #twd smut #.𖥔 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪⚝₊ ⊹˚ 𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐚 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 !#kaia writes glenn

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redcoralpot · 1 year

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Uhmm do u do Glenn x make reader👉👈

Oh and if u do can pls do a smut but no cheating pls I luv Maggie😔❤️

Poker Face - Glenn Rhee X Male Reader (Smut)

Hey everyone! I finally got it done 🎉 sorry for the long wait!! Sorry if there’s any mistakes, I kind of rushed it and it’s my first smut in a few years 😵‍💫 (And was I listening to Lady Gaga while writing this? Of course)

Word Count: 1.1K

- “What are you doing out here?” you whisper to a stranger, sitting down on the porch.

The warm air whipped your cheek as you stared at him, ignoring the screams coming from inside the house. His lanky figure tensed up and he opened his eyes.

“I needed a break.”

You slid closer, your thighs touching his, “I can understand that.”

“Yeah, I mean, it’s been a lot lately.”

“That’s the understatement of the century,” you laugh, “I never got your name.”

Seeing his expression was difficult without sunlight, “It’s Glenn.”

“That name’s pretty, I like it.”

A particularly loud scream startled you both, the man beside you jumping in skittish surprise. In an effort to calm him, you placed a hand on his shoulder, rubbing it in circles.

“Why don’t we go somewhere more secluded? You look like you need it,” you offer.

“But what if they need me? I can’t just leave them.”

“There’s plenty of people around who can help if they need anything, I promise.”

“Still—”

“You can’t do shit if you’re this anxious, it’ll be fine. They’ll understand.”

Glenn looked torn, his body stuck between wanting to come with you and stiff loyalty to his group. His eyes were wide; you decided that they looked rather pretty like that. The moon was high in the sky, causing a gentle glint to grace them. Standing up, you turned towards him and reached out a hand.

“It’s your choice.”

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One thing you noticed about Glenn was that he manages to be quick and silent at the same time. It was honestly impressive, in your opinion, as you could barely hear the shuffle of his feet behind you. Crickets sing their songs as you stopped, plopping down on a nearby log. The half-rotten wood creaked as the other man chose to do the same.

Looking at him, you asked, “So where did your group come from?”

He shrugged, “The city nearest to here.”

“That’s nice, I haven’t been off the farm since it all started. Hershel says it isn’t too bad out there, but I’m having a hard time believing him.”

You could feel sweat dripping uncomfortably down your chest, so you fumbled with your top shirt buttons until they opened, exposing it to air. You exhaled in brief relief, turning back to Glenn. To your surprise, the man’s head whipped away at the same time, gulping.

A knowing smirk threatened to take over your face, but you managed to innocently ask, “Is something the matter?”

“No, um, nothing’s wrong,” he nervously replied, his eyes refusing to meet yours.

You lean closer, studying his face, “Are you completely sure?”

“Maybe?”

Tilting your mouth towards his ear, you whisper, “It’s your choice, what do you really want?”

For extra dramatics, you brushed your lips against it before pulling away.

“A distraction.”

“Hm?”

“I want a distraction,” he mumbled.

Taking his chin in your hand, you force him to look up at you, “I’m gonna need you to speak up.”

“I need a distraction,” he complied.

“Such as?”

Glenn swallowed, “You know, sex.”

“Good job, now get on your knees.”

As he slipped down, you reached down and unzipped your pants. With your other hand, you patted his head. You felt almost lightheaded as you pulled it out, watching as he stared all the while. That was plenty enough to tell you that he’d been thinking about it for some time.

Your dick is now standing proudly out, and the raven-haired man kneeling before you almost immediately went in for the treat. However, right before he could, you tightened your grip on his hair and stopped him.

“You’re so impatient,” you tutted, “if you ever need to stop, tap on my thigh twice. Got it?”

“Yeah, yeah, I definitely got it,” Glenn stuttered.

Releasing your grip, you allowed him to nuzzle the underside of your shaft as you sat back and watched. Tentatively, he licked a trail up to the head, before taking it into his mouth. You groaned, heat sizzling through your body.

Glenn swirled his tongue, eagerly taking in more. You brushed your fingers over his head, muscles tense with the strain of keeping your nonchalant demeanor. Under him, Glenn was palming himself through his jeans, trying his best to get off at the same time. If you peered closely, you could see a dark spot making itself known. You’d have to get back to that. But for now, you knocked his hand away with your boot.

“I never said you could touch yourself,” you hissed, and the man under you keened.

“Shit,” you moaned, “can I fuck your face?”

He nodded the best he could with your cock in his mouth, giving a few final sucks before you pulled him off. You let him rest for a few minutes, studying how he panted harshly. His face was red and his hair was messed up, spit and precum dripping down his chin.

“You’re doing so amazing,” you huffed, breaching his mouth with your cock once again.

The surgery, the walkers, the screams, all were forgotten as Glenn relaxed into your grasp. Slowly, you got rougher, until soon enough you were thrusting into his mouth with confidence. The dark spot on his jeans had gotten bigger and every few thrusts, the man whined, his thighs shaking. The head of your dick touched the back of his throat as you fell into a steady rhythm, feeling his moans vibrating through you. They got more and more desperate, each one making the knot in your gut grow tighter. Finally, Glenn let out a shaking sob and the blaze in your gut snapped.

“F-fuck, I’m gonna cum,” you warned, thrusting a few final times before everything around you whited out and a red hot shiver took over your body.

Glenn himself shook, the haze of pleasure covering the salty and warm taste of your cum as he swallowed it all. Both heaving in the aftermath, you brushed some of the fallen strands of hair out of his face.

“That was,” the man breathed, “that was awesome.”

You chuckled, “Let me help you finish.”

As soon as you spoke, his face burst into a massive blush. You raised your eyebrows in confusion, thinking back to the dark spot on his jeans earlier.

“Well, um,” he stumbled, seeming embarrassed.

The man clicked open his jeans, showing you the sticky mess inside his pants and his ruined boxers.

“Wow.”

“It was just really good so—”

“Don’t worry about it, I think it’s hot.” You stood up, slipping up your zipper and holding out your hand.

“C’mon, let’s go get you cleaned up.”

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#twd #glenn rhee #glenn twd #male y/n #x male reader #male reader #negan smith #daryl dixon #glenn rhee x reader #x reader #x y/n #transgender #gay #lgbtq #hershel greene #rick grimes #the walking dead #the walking dead daryl #Daryl Dixon

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