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hiro--aoki · 2 days

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TWD Incorrect Quotes from my classmates

Tw: contains swear words, mention of sex, use of slut and maybe some other offense things, idk

Michonne: Because your minds are still developing you want to….

Y/N: Do drugs!

Michonne: Take more risks…

Y/N: Nah…

Michonne: A risk is any unsafe action or stupid, thoughtless and careless behaviour.

Carl to Y/N: Literally me.

*Coughs that sound like an erupting volcano*

Abraham: My tummy hurts.

Michonne: Can you name three risks?

Merle: Sex with no protection!

Carl: A gun with no safety on!

Y/N: Having a forehead as big as Merle’s!

Deanna: So, we have codes A, C and D.

Rick: Why not code B? Where’s the B????

Aaron: B-cause.

Glenn: You should b- ashamed of yourself…. I’m not funny

Maggie: You’re not funny

Deanna: So, code A stands for….?

Daryl: Ass!

Eugene: Acceptable!

Aaron: Yeah *fistbump*

Y/N: Nerd!

Deanna: What about code C?

Maggie: Coffee.

Eugene: Calculated!

Deanna: Yes! How about code D?

Abraham: Deez nuts!

Sasha: Dangerous!

Carol: Destructive!

Deanna: Yeah! You guys concern me!

Y/N: Ron, shut up you acoustic monk.

Glenn: Guys I accidentally wrote relationhips instead of relationships.

Carl: Y/N, has relationhips.

Y/N: What’s that supposed to mean?!?!

Y/N: Carl, has a shirt that says ‘ Roblox is life’ shirt, and he said it suits me.

Negan: Feel how soft my water bottle is.

Simon: Stop stroking your water bottle like that!

Michonne: What’s something that was legal, but was a destructive decision?

Merle: Weed!

Enid: I wanna jump off a cliff.

Y/N: I wanna kiss a 12 gauge.

Enid: My dad jumped out of a plane without a parachute…

Carl: My dad is a plane.

Andrea: My butt hurts.

Dale: *Gives strange look*

Andrea: You’re looking at me like you wanna fuck me.

Dale: What?

Shane: Ha!

Dale: No, I actually didn’t hear.

Amy: Real.

Negan: Did you wash your ass today?

Michonne: So, tell me an example of a safety risk?

Merle: Your mom

Michonne: …and some conatin cannabis

Judith: These gummies tastes funny.

*Watching a budget direct ad and Captain Risky comes on*

Jesus: Smash

Ron: Bro’s him

Daryl: I mean he has all the skills

Carl: Bluds the main character

Y/N: You look like a potato

Dwight: You look like a trash can

Y/N: Nuh uh

Dwight: Yeah uh

Negan: Dwight, keep working *Lightly caresses the shovel Dwight’s hand*

Y/N: Stop!

Dwight: Stop it I don’t like it!

Y/N: Yes, we are Sluts

Rosita: Sexy Ladies Under Tonnes of Stress

Y/N: I can’t make a decision that big, I can’t even tie my own shoes!

Enid: Please tell me you’re joking.

Y/N: I’m not, I tie them like a three-year old! Let me show you!

Enid: No, no thanks…

Y/N: Watch my feet! Watch my shoes. *Ties laces with two loops*

Enid: Ew *visibly cringes*

Carl: …I just asked if you wanted pancakes or waffles….

Glenn: Look how much funny shit we said today.

Daryl: I can’t it’s too black

Glenn: Ayo?

Daryl: I meant too dark!

Y/N: Nah!

*Glenn adjusts lighting*

Daryl: Now it’s too white!

Y/N: !!!

Daryl: Too bright! Too bright!

Negan: BALLS

Y/N: Gotta rizz ‘em with the ‘tism

Negan: I’m a Savior….save ya mom!

*Carl and Ron carrying a log*

Enid: For a second I thought that was in their ass’s

Y/N: I want them up my ass

Enid: What?

Y/N: What?

*Truck passes*

Daryl: Awww yeah, listen to tha’

Y/N: I can smell the air…

Daryl: No shit, sherlock!

Glenn: Don’t judge a book by it’s-

Eugene: Erm actually, it’s in the human instincts system, for us to make a quick judgement on a person appearance to determine whether they are friend or foe.

Y/N: Oooh, did I appear friend or foe when you first saw me?

Eugene: Well, when I first encountered you, you looked like you couldn’t hurt a fly, but since then, I have realised my mistake and have grown scared of you.

Rosita: He’s scared of everything…

Eugene: Not pickles!

Beth: What song do you wear?

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thatonelovingwalker · 5 months

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Carl x Reader x Ron

Summary: You and Ron found a stash of weed just few miles outside Alexandria, and convinced Carl to join you both for a smoking session.

TW: Weed, suggestive themes, make out session, marking, shotgun smoking, Carl is inexperienced

You and Ron finally convinced Carl to leave his home and go to your hiding cubby just outside the walls perimeter. You and Ron had turned it into a cubicle with pillows, blankets, snacks, and a couple homemade weapons for when either of you needed a break from the new world.

Carl knew about it vaguely, but he had never set foot in it. When he did however, you could tell he was tense. The thought of getting high when something could go wrong nearly triggered a panic within him. But at the sight of the pastel plushies that you scavenged calmed him a little.

“Carl, it’s going to be okay. Y/N set little traps around the place. She’s actually quite good at it,” Ron assured Carl, motioning to a spot on the small love seat.

“Yeah,” was all Carl responded with, taking off his gun holster and hat.

Once the three of you were comfortable, you and Ron started rolling the joints. Ron took his time, and eventually had to take over for you. You had never done it before, and if it was too loose, you’d get more air than anything.

You turned to look at Carl from your spot on the floor. His arms rested on his knees while his head stood still on his knuckles. He was watching intently to Ron as he worked, observing the way his fingers moved naturally, gracefully, wrapping each thread of the herb with precision. Carl was entranced. It made you smile.

You had known for a while about Carls attraction, though he never said anything to you. It was easy to spot. You and Ron had talked about it, but he brushed it off.

“All done. Ready?” Ron asked.

“Finally,” you giggled, taking the smoke from Ron. Carl grabbed his hesitantly, holding it as if it were a disease.

“It will help you relax, Carl. I promise,” Ron assured before lighting his own. He took a deep drag from the smoke, letting it rest in his lungs for a few seconds before releasing it. He looked blissed out just from one pump.

Carl saw this and attempted to pull one before coughing it back up. His lungs weren’t used to it.

“Oh geese Carl. Are you okay?” You asked him, watching him double over. You rubbed his back gently.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to,” you said. You didn’t want to pressure him.

“I have an idea that might make it easier, Carl. Wanna try it?” Ron told him. Carl coughed one more time before saying, “yeah let’s try. It doesn’t taste so bad anymore.”

“Probably because you coughed it all up!” You giggled at him in disbelief. He smiled at you gently.

“Alright. If I make you uncomfortable though, tell me,” Ron’s words confused you and Carl both, but he nodded to confirm the promise.

Ron shuffled forward on his knees with his joint. He looked Carl in his eyes before taking his left hand, and dragging it across Carls chin, making their faces align. Their noses almost touching, Ron lightly breathed, “Open.” It was a silent command to Carl, and before he could finish, Carls mouth widened.

You could see that Carls breath was becoming heavy, making you feel something within. Something new. Ron turned to pull out another drag, then turned back, his eyes half closed, and nearly connected their lips to blow out the smoke.

Carl closed his eyes as he took in all the smoke Ron offered him. He did it so quickly that he jolted forward slightly, making their lips connect for a moment. Ron pulled back after a few moments, making sure Carl was okay.

He didn’t cough this time. His eyes were still closed as he released it all. It was one of the hottest things you’ve seen.

“Any better?” Ron asked, looking at Carl. His eyes pleading.

“Yeah…” Was all Carl could say. “Can we keep doing that instead, Ron?”

All three of you were high out of your minds, and you somehow ended up with your head in Carl’s lap, and Ron at his feet. You all were giggling and yapping at one another, bonding over the drug. It was always tense around them. Now it felt like home.

You were laughing at something Ron said when you noticed Carl looking at you with a dazed gaze.

“What’s wrong, Carl? Are you—”

“You’re so pretty, Y/N,” Carl sighed, bringing his hand up to wrap his fingers around a strand, tugging slightly.

“Carl?” Your breathing started to get heavy again, and you sucking in a breath before Carl bent down to kiss you.

It was short, but sweet. He tasted of weed, and you were sure you did as well. After pulling back from the peck, you forced your hands into his locks, pulling him back down. This time, the kiss was rough and needy.

While you and Carl were making out, Ron moved to to Carls left, watching with his mouth open slightly, taking in the view of his two crushes taking each others breath.

You both put so much into it that your lips started to bruise. Pulling back because you needed air, a string of saliva was the only thing still connecting you both. Panting, you felt his jeans below your head tighten, making you smile. He just sat there with dilated pupils as he whimpered slightly.

“What about little ol’ me, Carl?” Ron asked next to Carl.

Ron placed his arm around Carl’s shoulder and used his free hand to tilt Carls head to meet his. All they did was stare at each other for a while.

And then Ron asked, “Is this okay?” Quietly, gazing at Carls bruised, wet lips.

Carls shoulders sagged suddenly from need. Even though we had barely done anything, it was overwhelming for Carl. He whimpered a positive note, making Ron grin.

Slowly, Ron went in to kiss him. It was soft and gentle at first, but with the sounds Carl was making as you moved your head slightly to see better, you rubbed his jeans just right.

Ron took that chance to force his tongue into Carls mouth, making him jerk slightly. Ron moved with him, and you could see his eyes glazing with unshed tears. Ron devoured Carls moans as he stole every kiss from him.

You rubbed your legs together to try and get some friction, anything. You sat up, taking a seat on the other side of Carl, moving the collar of his flannel.

While Ron sucked the life out of him, you decided to give his neck some attention. Leaving wet kisses along the pale, untouched skin, marking any space you could reach, causing him to tilt his head to give you better access. The noises he made only encouraged you and Ron.

It was going to be a long night.

#carl x ron #ron x carl #ron anderson #carl grimes x male reader #carl grimes #carl grimes x oc #carl grimes x reader #carl grimes x y/n #chandler riggs #carl grimes smut #carl grimes headcanons #carl x reader #incorrect twd quotes #twd incorrect quotes #twd #twd carl #Spotify

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bat-rot · 1 year

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twd + text posts

#idk what else to post but this is fun #hope u chuckled a little #twd #the walking dead #carl grimes #daryl dixon #negan smith #lydia twd #glenn rhee #kelly twd #siddiq twd #henry Peletier #ron anderson #rosita espinosa #eugene porter

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jdeanmorgan · 5 months

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THE WALKING DEAD (2010-2022) 6.08 ✩ Start to Finish

#the walking dead #twdedit #horroredit #tvedit #horrorgifs #twddaily #televisiongifs #tvarchive #*#userzo #tuserhan #userpayton #jokerous #tuserjack #carl grimes #ron anderson

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carlgrimesloverr · 1 year

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clean

carl grimes x fem!reader

summary : you were always there for carl, now it was his turn to be there for you.

takes place during : somewhere between s5 and s6

warnings : mentions of self harm, mentions of suicidal thoughts, mentions of attempted sa, mentions of death, lots of mental health talk, talk of relapsing

word count : 1,137 extra : this one is just really dark, really dark. and it talks a lot about possible triggering topics, so please do not read if any of those things could possibly trigger you!

it had been three weeks since you came to alexandria. three weeks since that awful night. three weeks clean. the burning feeling was still there. so were the thoughts that maybe you’d be better off dead. but he was also there. and hopefully, he’d always be there.

then it was four weeks - a whole month - clean. four weeks in alexandria. four weeks with him.

then it had been five weeks. then six. the seven. then it was two months.

judith was growing up, rick and michonne had something going on, carol was baking. the residents of alexandria were treating you and your group like you truly belonged. everything was going well.

then, ron’s dad died. and he got angry, he got really angry. he would rant to you for hours on end, raging at carl for ‘ruining’ his life. you weren’t sure if ron knew how close you and carl really were - how your moms were best friends in high school and got pregnant around the same time, how you watched carl grow up from the moment he was born (you were born just three days earlier and constantly reminded him), and how carl refused to leave you behind when the apocalypse started. maybe ron didn’t know, maybe he simply assumed you and carl were friends because you were in the same group together. or maybe he did know, and he enjoyed being the one to take up half your time, because you were the one thing he could take from carl.

you were able to contain ron, at least a decent amount. you stopped him from hurting people, mostly himself. you knew the boys would quarrel every chance they got though. you knew when they were in the garage they were fighting. you knew it all. but you didn’t know ron would snap. you didn’t know that walkers would break into alexandria. you didn’t know ron had a gun, and you didn’t know he would shoot carl.

you didnt know you cared so much about carl. that he was the one reason you were able to stay clean for two months. but you did know he would get better, he always did. carl was the type to always bounce back, even if others couldnt. after that night… the night you found daryl… carl bounced back. you couldnt, but carl could. no matter how many times you showered, or took a bath, or went swimming, you were never clean enough. you could still feel his hands all over you.

carl thought he knew a lot, just like you. but he didn’t know the pain you were in. he knew when you were younger what you delt with, he knew that you weren’t always the happiest kid. but he thought you were getting better. you two celebrated two months being clean.

he thought a lot of things.

while he was getting better, though in pain, he made sure that he focused more on you then himself. you would do the same for him, that he knew for sure.

another thing he thought he knew, but was so wrong about, was that you had moved past that night. he tried, he truly did. he could remember the fear he felt as if it was yesterday, but that was all he could remember. he blocked the rest out. he thought you had done the same. fear was something everyone had gotten used to the past few months, if you weren’t scared were you really human? if you weren’t scared, how different were you from the walkers?

you were scared. all you were was scared. carl knew that.

but he didn’t know that you weren’t two months clean. you weren’t even a week clean.

“carl?” your voice snapped him out of his daze, how long had he been drifting off? was he ever even asleep - hell, were you? there you were, lying in his arms, but he couldn’t even remember if you were sleeping or not. probably not, based off of the tone of voice you used.

you had been crying.

“carl, are you awake?” you asked, and he could feel your body turn as you moved to face him.

“yeah, i’m awake. what’s wrong?” he asked, eyes softening as he recognized your puffy eyes and the redness around your nose.

“i’ve been lying. i’m just a big liar.” you sobbed, clutching his shirt as you cried harder while speaking.

“what? what do you mean?” he asked, eyebrows now furrowed out of confusion.

“i’m not two months clean - hell i’m not even a week clean! i try so hard to be clean, but i just can’t forget that night. that godawful night. i try so hard - really, please believe me, i do… but i just can’t.”

“it’s ok… you don’t have to apologize, and please trust me - i believe you. you know i’ll always believe you, right?”

“why do ya believe me… always? darlin’… all i do is create trouble! it’s like im a walking bad luck charm.” you cried a little louder, and held onto carl a little tighter.

curse that accent you were slowly picking up from being around his father constantly, because if it weren’t for that accent he’d be able to think like a normal human being, and comfort you in the ways he knew you needed. but because of that damn accent, all he wanted to do was kiss his sweet, caring, and sad best friend and hold you as close and as tight as possible to protect you from all the bad in the world.

“i - how do i prove to you how much i care for you? how do i even begin to prove that as long as you’re not planin’ to hurt yourself in ways that you’ll never heal from, it doesn’t matter how long you’ve been clean?”

“it don’t matter?”

“no. as long as i wake up tomorrow and you’re breathing, it don’t matter. just please, next time you ever wanna hurt yourself, come to me first? let me help you. i know, you don’t think you deserve it, but i love ya. i need you safe. i think i’d go crazy if you weren’t here.”

“i promise..” you mumbled, slowly loosening your grip on carls shirt, though he tightened the grip of his arms around your waist, subsequently pulling you closer.

“get some sleep, we’ll talk tomorrow, okay?” he sighed before placing a soft kiss on your forehead.

“okay” you murmured before falling asleep in the brunettes arms.

it had been two months since you arrived in alexandria. two months since that wretched night. but 2 days clean. the burning feeling had subsided though. so had the thoughts that maybe you’d be better off dead. he was also there. he’d always be there.

#carl grimes x reader #carl grimes #carl grimes fanfiction #carl grimes imagine #carl grimes angst #carl grimes fluff #rick grimes #michonne grimes #judith grimes #ron anderson #twd #the walking dead x reader #the walking dead fanfiction #the walking dead #mental health

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twdnonsense · 1 year

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Season 6a Carl: Okay, what else future me?

Season 6b Carl: Well, you know Ron?

Season 6a Carl: Yeah, I was gonna save him from the wolves

Season 6b Carl: Let the bitch die

#Based off that one tiktok audio #It’s been stuck in my head for days #twd #carl grimes #the walking dead #twd incorrect quotes #ron anderson

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fear-garfilrem · 2 months

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Yoohoo. The new TWD is coming out soon. I'm already waiting, to be honest… I would love to see Carl again(Ron too, but let's be honest - that will never happen again). So yeah. A little sketch with my silly Ron and Carl. Adult Ron and Carl with the baby(OC). His name is Sam(named in memory of Ron's brother Sam!!).

Sooo... is this some kind of adult au with Ron and Carl as husbands? dude, YEAH.

#The walking dead #TWD #Ron Anderson #Rarl #rarl fanart #Carl Grimes #Rarl Adult au #Ron twd #Carl twd

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ghost-wysteria · 1 year

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Y/n: There are over seven goddamn trillion nerves in the human body and somehow SOME people manage to get on every single fucking one of them.

.

Ron:...why did you look at me..

Carl: you know why ron..

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

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sam-moose · 6 months

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Enid: I think y/n was right.

Ron: i'm surprised they haven't marched in here to say "i told you so".

Carl: they so wouldn't do that!

*y/n, walking into the room*

y/n: you're right, Carl. for once in you're life, you're 100% right! i would never say that.

y/n: *turns around, the shirt they're wearing saying, "y/n told you so" on the back*

#the walking dead #enid rhee #carl grimes #ron anderson #y/n #twd #the walking dead incorrect quotes #twd y/n #twd enid #twd ron #twd carl #incorrect the walking dead #twd incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes #sam-moose

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monarcsie · 5 months

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[cropped] i don’t like this but hi. rarl.

#rarl #rarl fanart #carl grimes #carl grimes fanart #ron anderson #ron anderson fanart #the walking dead #the walking dead fanart #twd #my art

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bananafire11 · 5 months

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Some designs for the WoF and TWD AU a friend and I are making.

These bases are NOT MINE. I've only colored them. They are drawn by Joy Aang, also the creator of the cover art for the Wings of Fire book series.

Rick - SkyWing

Shane - MudWing

Michonne - IceWing

Carol - SeaWing

Daryl - Sandwing (NightWing heritage)

Merle - Sandwing (NightWing heritage)

And my own doodles

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dogbrainedd · 1 year

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rarl cannon im so delusional

#rarl #twd #twd fanart #the walking dead #the walking dead fanart #carl grimes #ron anderson #ron anderson fanart #carl grimes fanart #rarl fanart #twd carl #carl twd #ron twd #twd ron

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bat-rot · 1 year

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twd + tumblr text posts (and some tweets shhh)

#twd #the walking dead #richonne #rarl #rick grimes #carl grimes #tara twd #Rosita twd #Ron Anderson #negan smith #michonne hawthorne #glenn rhee #maggie rhee

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jdeanmorgan · 6 months

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THE WALKING DEAD (2010-2022) 6.08 ✩ Start to Finish

#the walking dead #twdedit #horroredit #tvedit #horrorgifs #twddaily #televisiongifs #tvarchive #*#userzo #tuserhan #userpayton #jokerous #tuserjack #carl grimes #ron anderson

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carlgrimesloverr · 1 year

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fight for me

carl grimes x fem!dixon!reader

summary : carl and ron get into a fight, and you’re stuck being the one to scold carl

takes place during : somewhere between s5 and s6

warnings : mentions of fighting

word count : 637

you stood across from carl, staring down at him as he sat on his bed, eyes trained on his bloodied knuckles.

“what were you thinking?” you asked, sighing.

“he was bad mouthing you.” carl grumbled, keeping his face pointed down towards his hands as he fidgeted with them.

“and?”

“and when i told him to stop, he pushed me.”

“so you punched him?”

“yeah. he wouldn’t shut up.”

“i don’t need you fighting for me carl - hell i don’t want you fighting for me!”

“you don’t know the shit he was saying about you! he was talking as if you weren’t a human being with feelings!”

“i wasn’t there carl, it doesn’t matter what he said about me. frankly, i don’t care what he said. words don’t hurt the same was a fucking punch does.”

“i care what he says, don’t you get that? what he said annoyed me.”

you huffed, trying not to let your anger take ahold of you. of course carl would attack anyone who hurt you physically or verbally, that’s just who he was. you knew that.

“ok.. i’m sorry. but hey, i don’t want you going out and getting in trouble all for me - cause now i feel bad for causing all this. plus, you know i can handle someone shit talking me.” you sighed, sitting down next to the teen boy on his bed.

finally, carl raised his eyes to meet yours and smiled slightly. “you remember what you told me the first time we met?” he asked, chuckling softly to himself.

“no…? should i? it was a crazy time you know - i mean… i had just lost my mom and somehow gained my dad? what’d i say?” you asked, confusing lacing your voice and you tried to recall the memory.

you could remember just about everything when it came to meeting carl - the blaring traffic horns, the traffic that never seemed to end, crying babies, your father and uncle shouting at each other as you cupped your ears with your hands whilst hiding in the backseat. you could recall looking out the window and seeing carl with his mother and shane standing across from carol and sophia, talking about something random. carl had spotted you too, and smiled. at the time you couldn’t quite place the feeling that smile gave you, but now you know it was a feeling of safety.

“you asked me that if it ever got bad, if i would fight for you. and i told you yes, with everything i had.”

now you could remember it, you could remember it as if it was yesterday. your father was shouting at shane for pulling a gun on merle (who was trying to start something with t-dog because apparently t-dog gave him a weird look), and a fight had broke out. it was still early on in the apocalypse, maybe the second or third week. you hadn’t spoken to carl much, he was mourning his dad and you were mourning your mom. but somehow, he ended up in front of you, arm out in front of you in some attempt to keep you safe. afterwards, when your dad and shane had stopped fighting, you and carl sat next to each other for a bit and began to finally talk.

“i almost forgot about that… everything was almost normal back then. more normal than it is now. back when we had them, it was normal, wasn’t it?”

“had who?”

“jacqui, andrea, amy, t-dog… merle.”

“i don’t think it’ll ever be normal again.”

“which is exactly why you shouldn’t go starting shit and ruin things more!” you scolded, slighting hitting carl on the shoulder.

carl laughed, rolling his eyes.

“but, i do think it’s cute.” you added.

“what’s cute?”

“how you want to fight for me.”

#carl grimes #carl grimes x reader #glenn rhee #maggie rhee #rick grimes #ron anderson #merle dixon #daryl dixon #carol petelier #michonne grimes #the walking dead #twd #fanfiction #fanfic #bro i love carl grimes #i miss carl grimes so much it should be illegal #he’s so cute

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twdnonsense · 1 year

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Twd is so funny cause it’s a zombie/horror show, but trying to explain anything about the characters winds up sounding like you’re talking about a soap opera. Like, this is Rick, he’s the main character, and that’s his son Carl. Why does Carl have a bandage over half his face? Oh, well there was this other kid, Ron, who Carl used to be friends with, but then they stopped being friends cause Rick killed Ron’s abusive father. Then, Ron’s mom and brother were killed in front of him, and he blamed Rick for it, so he tried to shoot Rick, but Rick’s girlfriend, Michonne, killed Ron and when he died the gun went off and shot Carl in the eye. No, Rick and Michonne aren’t married yet. They will be eventually, but right now she’s his girlfriend and Carl’s mother-figure. No, Carl’s biological mom isn’t around anymore. She died giving birth to Carl’s half-sister, Judith, who’s the product of an affair that she had with Rick’s longtime best friend, Shane, when she thought Rick was dead. Anyways, now that you’re all caught up are you ready to watch?

#Based off a conversation I had with my mom when watching 7x1 with her #The relationships in this show are so messy #carl grimes #twd #the walking dead #rick grimes #michonne #michonne grimes #michonne hawthorne #judith grimes #ron anderson #lori grimes #shane walsh

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