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Okay hear me out.

What if nick was the one that met clem at the start of the apocalypse instead of Lee.

I think the idea is interesting. Seeing as nick would most likely have no clue what to do with this kid he just found.

It would also make nick less reckless as well I feel like, seeing as clementines like an anchor, just like she was for Lee in season 1.

I feel like she'd also have a very positive impact on nick's mental state as well, she'd also prolly give him a reason to keep going as well.

He'd absolutely try keep her innocence in tact best he possibly can. But still obviously teach her how to survive.

Also, piggyback rides all day especially if they have to walk. Which clem enjoys seeing as nick's 'super tall' her words not mine.

If yall have any ideas just comment em.

One thing that i think is sorely missing from modern twdg aus is kenny having a perfect gaydar LMAO

Like,,, picture this, clem, freshly 13, has JUST realized she's bisexual. she hasn't told anyone yet, cause, like i said, new label and she's building it up as a big secret in her head. she goes over to duck's house to hang out and they're in the kitchen talking when kenny walks in and starts doing dishes or some shit. clem and kenny exchange pleasantries, when he suddenly looks clem up and down and goes, oh! you got a boyfriend yet? or, y'know, a girlfriend? duck's a bit confused, but clementine just freezes in place, looking at kenny, because how the FUCK did he know???

I GOT ANOTHER ONE— kenny is chaperoning one of clem's fieldtrips as a favour for lee when shes like 11. there's two teachers talking, nick and luke, kenny walks up to them and strikes up a friendly conversation. kenny looks at the two, and says smth like, oh! you two make a great match! how long have y'all been together? and luke and nick get REALLY defensive, saying that they're not together, and that luke has a girlfriend called jane, etc etc. and kenny just stands there as they dig themselves into a deeper and deeper hole. years later, luke and nick are engaged.

I love the idea of an au where both Nick and Luke survived because I like that they’re like big brothers to Clem but in different ways. This is how I’d see them being if they’d stayed alive.

Luke in the game is definitely the softer of the two but is still very protective. He’d be the one that gently teases her and acts a little immature when bickering with her while the rest of the group are like “bro she’s 12 and you’re 26 act your age” lmao. He’d also be protective in regards to her falling for Louis but would eventually see that Louis is a good kid.

Nick on the other hand is very much a grumpy older brother who doesn’t like to admit that he cares. He feels bad about how he initially treated Clem so will be a little more kinder to her than the others. He’s very protective and while Luke was protective but fair in regards to Clem and Louis relationship, Nick would just stare them down and be much more protective. Clem is mortified and Louis is a little terrified but Nick probably would eventually like him.

Here's another one: Using any character from TWDG, make three teams of five for survival:

Team 1: The Best Possible Team

Team 2: The Most Incompetent Team

Team 3: The Most Dysfunctional Team

Lee, Javier, Clem, Luke, AJ

2. Gabe, Sarah, Ben, Marlon, Becca

3. Kenny, Lilly, Nick, David, Mitch

My Son

and his many emotions

Guys I’m too far in I literally can’t hear any Vanilla Ice songs without thinking of Nick 😭

Replaying the whole series because it’s been years, never gonna get over season 2 or Luke

is it too late for nuke

my first roman empire gay people. nick and luke twdg 💔

TWDG fans if you would like to request some writing from me i’d go nuts /pos

i’ll write ship but i also love gen fics, i’m personally into angst but if you want fluff then i’ll fluff it up lol. my faves are clem/lee/kenny/vi/aj/javi but i honestly enjoy every character in the games (to a certain extent lol) and would love to write abt any of them! my ao3 is connorswhisk if y’all wanna see my previous TWDG fics🙃

request 1 for s2

Hi! I would love to request a reaction type fic for s2 of twdg. The summary is that the s2 gang react to Clementine killing Carver. She would kill him exactly how Kenny did. Thanks!

okay SO I wrote a request based on Clementine killing Carver but NOT how Kenny did it, but I can't find the request, so instead of just deleting it ima post it here. I can easily write the bat-beating one too (wow that sounds horrible out of context)

these are gonna be long so read under the cut : )

Luke: The ring of the gunshot hung in the air, and for a moment Luke thought everything was in slow-motion. All he could see as he turned around was Clementine, the gun aimed directly at Carver, her finger already pressed on the trigger. She shot him in the knee, wounding him instead of killing him. Carver hit the ground and cursed, attempting to crawl, seething as he started toward the child. “Clem!” Luke yelled, jumping for her. Another shot, right through Carver’s forehead. Luke got to her initially to push her behind him and instead pulled her into his arms. He could feel her shaking as she dropped the gun, weakly gripping his shirt. “He was going to--” “You’re okay, it’s okay.” He hushed, one hand on her back and the other on the back of her head, soothing her, or at least attempting to.

Nick: Nick closed her eyes, his stomach leaping into his throat. As much as he had his fair share of issues with Kenny, this was beyond cruel. This was crippling. Debilitating. Just as he was ready to turn away, despite whatever consequence was to recieve from Carver as punishment for doing so, he heard a pop. A loud pop. Cautiously, as if he was afraid to see what was happening, he turned around and spotted Clementine, her gun lowered, and a bleeding Carver collapsed on the ground in front of her. A pool of crimson began to spread around his head. Clementine turned, and the first person she spotted was Nick. Her eyes were pleading for reassurance. For something. For anything. “I had to.” She said softly. Nick could barely hear her over the shocked ringing in his ears. Nick could only nod. His lack of reassurance caused her eyes to well up. “I had to. He was going to kill him.” “I know,” Nick said, starting forwards toward her, not knowing what else to do. Feeling useless, he placed a hand on her shoulder, rubbing it in circles as she cried. He was horrible at this type of thing but at a loss for words. Clementine had really done that for all of them, not just Kenny. “You did the right thing.” Was all he could think to say, even if it didn’t make Clem feel much better.

Carlos: Carlos could feel himself fighting back a scowl, not wanting Carver to turn around and witness his disdain. He knew, if that happened, he wasn’t the one that would suffer. Carlos could guarantee that Carver would go after Sarah. Just to torture him more so than her. Every fiber of Carlos’ being was to protect Sarah. He couldn’t risk anything. Luckily, he didn’t have to. Just as he was going to turn around, ushering Sarah somewhere else as to avoid the violence. A loud POP caused him to jump. He flipped around, only to see Carver stumble on his feet, a hole directly sent through his forehead. After a brief moment of stumbling, he fell back onto the floor, eyes lifeless and limbs limp. Carlos turned, eyes wide in horror at what he was seeing. Clementine, holding a gun, stared at Carver’s lifeless body on the floor. She slowly lowered her aim, then scanned the room, finally settling her gaze on Carlos. Currently, he was the only one willing to look at her and not the bloody bodies on the floor. Carlos only nodded, as though trying to reassure her. He was mortified that she believed that was the best solution, but he knew she did what she could at the time. Kenny and Clem had a history. She couldn’t let him go. “It’s okay.” He mouthed to her, watching how her shaking hands set the gun on the ground.

Sarah: Sarah was cowering behind her father’s legs, unable to stomach the sight. She could barely stand the sound of the radio cracking against Kenny’s face. Then, suddenly, BANG! Silence. Just as Sarah began to peak, Carlos lower his hand. “Sarah, do--” Before he could stop her, Sarah saw everything. The bloody heap that was Carver on the floor. Kenny, stunned, bleeding profusely from his right eye, Sarita weeping as she started for him. And she saw Clementine, lowering the gun she clutched with both of her hands. Clem turned to her, eyes wide and traumatized. “I,” she started, shaking her head, as though she wasn't aware of what had just happened. “I had no choice.” Sarah stared back at her, eyes wide and stunned, but had no way to respond. She didn’t know Clementine was capable of such things. She didn’t know how to feel. Most importantly, she didn’t know what to do. She didn’t know what any of them were going to do.

Rebecca: Rebecca practically leaped out of her skin when she heard the gunshot go off. He was facing Carver, watching as his face twisted in pure enjoyment as he pummelled Kenny to the ground. But when the bang went off, she saw a shot of blood from his forehead and then watched him collapse in a heap. Her jaw dropped and, glancing past the bloody mess on the floor, she saw Clementine, lowering the arm that wielded the gun. Her breathing was ragged and terrified, even if she tried to downplay it for the group. It was moments like these that Rebecca remembered she was still a child, just attempting to seem strong for a group that she was trying to prove herself to. “He wouldn’t stop,” Clementine said, staring dead ahead at Rebecca as she spoke. “There was no other way.” Rebecca pressed her lips together and nodded, eyes soft and empathetic. “I know.” She said, gently. “You’re right.” Clementine lowered her gaze and dropped the gun to the floor, showcasing how deeply her hands were shaking. Rebecca walked forward without a second thought, kneeling in front of her and blocking her view from the body in front of her. Carefully, Rebecca took one of the child’s shaking hands in hers. “You did the right thing. You saved Kenny. And us.” Clementine nodded, but Rebecca could tell through her gaze that she didn’t believe it. She was petrified.

Alvin: Alvin closed her eyes and held his breath. With every crack of the radio against Kenny’s face, he flinched. If he could, if he knew it wouldn’t jeopardize the safety of his wife or future child, he would’ve body-tackled Carver right then and there, beating him to the bloody pulp that he deserves to be. Just as he was about to open his eyes - to see if Carver was almost done - there was a loud BANG! His eyes snapped open without a second thought. It was just in time to see Carver crumple over, only missing landing on Kenny thanks to Kenny kicking him out of the way. Kenny groaned and attempted to sit upright, Sarita a wreck as she rushed to his side, attempting to assess the damage, then desperately waving Carlos over. All Alvin could look at was Clementine, lowering her gun, but still clutching it between her shaking hands. Alvin was one of the first members of the cabin crew to believe Clementine was genuinely good and deserved a chance. The moment Clementine stared at him, she could her chest ache. She hoped she hadn’t lost that trust. Alvin nodded, giving her a sad smile, then open his hands to her. Clementine set the gun on the ground and darted for him. Alvin knelt down, wrapping her in a hug, holding her close as she shook from fear in his arms. “You did the right thing.” He assured her, holding her close, trying to keep her as calm as possible.

Kenny: Kenny was on the ground in utter agony. He could only pray that the beating was over and done with soon. At least then he would be blind or dead. Given how brutal the attack was, Kenny was beginning to hope for the latter. Just as he was attempting to speak - to yell, or plead, or do anything - he heard a loud pop. Then, he felt something warm on his forehead. When he opened his remaining good eye, it was Carver, a drop of his blood landing on Kenny, before he collapsed and crumpled on the floor beside him. He scrambled to a sitting position, making direct eye contact with Clementine, holding the gun. Her eyes were wide in terror. Before Kenny could speak, Sarita was at his side, attempting to assess the damage his eye had sustained. “It’s okay, Clem.” He reassured. “You did good. You did the right thing.” He called to her, as she seemed too frozen in fear to move. It wasn’t until he waved her close did she abandon the gun and rushed into his open arm, clutching him tightly and desperately. She couldn’t lose him too.

Sarita: Sarita could see Carver start for Kenny, and her gut twisted. Just as she started for her partner, ready to defend him however she needed, she heard a loud pop. She ducked instinctively, flipping around to see where the bullet had come from, and spotted Clementine, hands steady but eyes wavering, holding the smoking gun between both of her small hands. She didn’t move, merely maintained her aim as Carver collapsed, waiting to ensure he was dead. “Clementine?” Sarita managed out, voice shaking. Clementine’s eyes snapped to her, her hands slowly beginning to shake. “I couldn’t let him keep hurting him.” Her voice sounded fragile and terrified. Only then was Sarita reminded that Clementine, despite her bravery in their world, was still a child. “Oh, Clementine,” her heart was breaking in a slew of ways. Clementine just set the gun on the ground, fingers shaking and eyes watering, before slowly backing up and away. She couldn't make eye contact with anyone. Instead, Sarita drew closer, kneeling down, and giving her a gentle hug. She could feel Clementine’s silent tears.

Bonnie: Bonnie could feel her heart crash into her stomach at the sight before her, but she didn’t have the strength to fight it. Her stomach clenched with every punch Carver laid onto Kenny. She closed her eyes, wanting to turn away, but knowing she too would be punished if she did. Suddenly, BANG! Bonnie’s eyes shot open to see Carver crumple to the ground. She felt as though her legs would buckle out from underneath her as she turned around, spotting Clementine. Her eyes were wide, as if she was also stunned as to what she had just done, and dropped the gun to the ground. “I--” She cut herself off, staring at her hands, then her eyes darted around the room in a panic. “I couldn’t let him keep going.” She said, pleading with Bonnie. Without thinking, as though she was on auto-pilot, she knelt forward and hushed Clementine, holding her shaking hands. “It’s okay, you did the right thing.” Urgently, as though looking for backup, she turned to Luke, eyeing him nervously, hoping he would come through to comfort the child as well.

𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 💌☕️♡

Clementine and Nick bickering over the dumbest shit, is my favourite genre of music.

Like clementine asking nick really stupid questions, especially if nick has to carry clem on his shoulders or something, which results in them bickering and clem hitting the top of nick's head, and nick has to take it because luke would actually kill him. And he wants them to get along.

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