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starlightandfairies · 1 year

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Hey! Since requests are open may I request Daryl x reader where they separate after the governor attacks the prison but they reunite in Alexandria, or Daryl finds readers dead body being eaten?? You can choose which one <33

If your comfortable with it I would prefer reader with she/her pronouns, thank you <3

Description: The reader and Daryl are separated after the attack on the prison and are reunited back at Alexandria.

Warnings: fluff, swearing

*I'm so sorry for how long it has taken me. I might also do the other option as well*

Requests are open!

Key: Y/N = Your Name, POV = Point of view

Word Count: 883

The attack on the prison was brutal and heartbreaking, it had been a home and things had been going wrong for way too long. It was only bound that this was going to happen, groups were formed as they went separate ways in order to get away from the herds and the wreckage. Daryl had been separated with Beth, all the others had someone but Y/N. She was all by herself, it killed her and being alone did nothing good for her. She needs people and needs to have someone with her so she was hoping that she could find someone soon. Better yet, hoped that Daryl was alive and that they find each other again.

Y/N had a system, she walked throughout the day, barely any stops and sipped water all throughout her journey on foot, then would find a new body of water before it was dark and would hide in a car as the night went on. The first moment she saw another form of human life, she hide in the back, her gun firmly in her hand as she watched a man check the back of cars and then leave them. Not wanting to create a problem for herself, she stayed hidden and hoped that the man would look in the back of the car and even if he did that he was nice and would leave her alone.

Her heart jumped in her chest as the man ran into the car she was currently in, she placed a hand over her mouth as he closed the door hiding from a heard of walkers and holding something in his hands which appeared to be a number plate from a state that she couldn't make out. She placed the gun to his head, speaking quietly, not prepared to make any moves as she didn't want to kill anyone.

"Tell me your name, what you're doing and your morals, I'll put the gun down as soon as you tell me this and if I agree with your morals then we can both hide in here before they go. Okay?"

"My name is Aaron, It sounds really silly, I know but I'm collecting state number plates for my boyfriend, it's something that we do. You know, to pass the time and deal with this world. I won't hurt you, you look like you've been through a lot and I can take you to my community you can rest there, have some food and if you don't like it there you can leave." Y/n sat back, apologising to Aaron for holding a gun at him and agreed to go with him.

Y/n sat in a room, staring at the camera nervously as she answered the questions, it brought on emotions she didn't want to deal with. She was terrified of the fact that she did not have Daryl, that she didn't have her friends and begged that they were all okay and that she would see them again soon.

A couple of weeks passed, and Y/n had decided to stay for that time, going on runs in the hopes that she would see someone she knew and turned up empty-handed every time. Y/n had come out of her house after what had been a few days.

Aaron had been stopping by, giving her food, making sure she was still alive and still living amongst the others. The girl sat on the porch, reading a book, feeling happy and proud to touch something new, to read a book that she hadn't touched before and she felt at peace for a short while.

The girl glanced up, searching the area for a moment, freezing as she saw a familiar face. She threw the book to the side, stumbling as she raced over to the group, tripping over air and already had tears in her eyes.

"Daryl!" She shouted, panting as she ran as fast as she could to finish the distance between them both. Daryl stared at her, he couldn't believe that the girl running towards him was alive and she was safe. He dropped his crossbow to the ground, finishing the distance and picking her up in his arms. He whimpered lightly, Y/n cried in his arms and gripped at the iconic leather vest the man always wore.

Daryl slowly dropped to his knees, soaking into the ground with the girl in his arms and placed kisses on her forehead. Sobbing lightly as the girl was finally in his arms again and seemingly unharmed and in a place that seemed to be safe and with decent people.

"I was so scared, I thought you were gone." She whispered, smiling as he tightened his grip and held her off the ground.

"I've got you," Daryl whispered, feeling everything he has been feeling for the last little while come back to him and had a couple of tears well in his eyes as he held the girl in his arms. Daryl did not want to let her go, did not want to let her out of his sight. The girl he loved was alive, with him and he felt safer with her back with him.

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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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Hey sweetie 💗👉🏼👈🏼

I'm in love with your last Rick fic and wanted to ask if you could write something I've been thinking about for a few weeks now 🥺

It's getting colder outside (for me hihi) and I'm thinking about cockwarming with Rick 💗

Snow is falling down and on a run you have to hide in a little cabin with Rick. He starts a fire in the fireplace and lays with you on the couch 🥺 You notice how he gets hard from it and you have the idea with the cockwarming...Rick can't stand it for long and you let him fuck you from behind 👉🏼👈🏼

Now that I'm writing this I'm already weak 😫 I hope you like it and if so thank you in advance 💗💗💗

hey baby, I know you've had a bad day today, so I hope this helps make you feel a bit better. I loved writing this, don't hesitate to send more in!

summary - rick and the reader seek shelter as a storm hits. to warm up, the reader makes a suggestion. do you think rick went through with it?

warning - smut, cockwarming, swearing.

18+ only please, the gifs I use aren't mine, divider by @newlips

While Rick and I were scavenging for supplies, an unexpected storm approached. Rick spotted an abandoned cabin with a sigh of relief, and we set off toward the single-standing building. As we quickly approached the door, Rick placed me behind him as he slowly entered the small cabin. Checking the place to ensure we are alone.

Once we checked the place and boarded up any doors and windows, I headed over to the slightly destroyed couch, dropping my exhausted body onto the plush cushions and sagging into them. My eyes flutter closed as I wrap my jacket around my frozen form, not having the energy or strength to do anything more.

Rick’s blue eyes drag down my body before he turns to focus on the small fireplace. He piles wood into it before lighting it on fire with the pack of matches he carries with him. A shudder goes through Rick’s body as the warmth of the fire begins to set in. A choked gasp escapes him. His cock hardens and begins to strain against his jean at the sound of my soft moans leaving my lips.

My eyes flutter open, the warmth settling in and warming my cold bones. “Why’re you over there?” I pat the spot next to me, knowing Rick wouldn’t come over unless he gets confirmation, as he doesn’t want to make someone uncomfortable. “You can sit, Rick. It’s going to get colder from here, and we need to have enough warmth for when it does. May as well get comfortable while we wait this out.” I watch as he nods before slowly coming over and placing some of his things down.

The sound of the groan that leaves his lips causes arousal to pool between my legs. With the work we’ve done today and the room's warmth, my eyes begin to droop, and my head drops to the side, resting on Rick’s shoulder. “I’m so tired.”

Rick looks down at me, slowly maneuvering us. He lays behind me, pulling my small form closer to his. He holds back a groan when my ass rubs up against his bulge.

I raise a brow as I feel him harden against me. The thought of making this man hard made my core clench around nothing. “I have an idea that’ll help us stay warm if you want to hear it?” Rick hums, his eyes slowly closing as he buries his face into the back of my hair. Breathing in the vanilla and coconut shampoo and conditioner, I found, “How do you feel about cockwarming?” I arch my back slightly, causing my ass to brush up against him.

Rick’s eyes shoot open, and his hand grips my hip as his cock twitches wildly at the words that fall from my lips. “W–What? Seriously?” Rick’s hand quickly moves to his jeans, unbuckling his belt and unzipping them. He promptly pulled his throbbing member out before yanking my jeans down, tearing the pieces of fabric until my lower half was exposed. Rick draws me closer, causing a shuddering breath to escape my lips.

Rick slides his hand between my legs, cupping my soaked core as he leans forward and whispers into my ear. “This is mine. Are we clear?” Goosebumps erupt throughout me, spreading all along my shivering form. I nod, my head thrown back as I whimper a weak yes. Grinding my hips down and into his hand. “Good girl, now relax for me.”

My body relaxes, sagging against Rick’s muscular body as he lines his thick cockhead against my entrance. A choked moan escapes my lips as he pushes in. My nails dig into Rick’s hip as he bottoms out inside me, and my walls clench around the throbbing member. “Fuck, that feels good, Officer.” I take a deep breath in and out as my body adjusts to Rick’s cock. He wraps his arms around me while we lie in each other’s arms, feeling full and content.

We lay there for a while, my eyes focused on the flames dancing around in the fireplace. My eyes flutter as Rick begins to place soft kisses along my neck. His hips start to move gently as his member slides in and out of my tight walls. “C–Can I?” I quickly nod, desperately needing him to claim me as his from the inside and out.

Rick finds my hands and entwines them. He picks up his pace as he pounds into me from behind. His other hand covers my mouth, blocking the soft moans that escape from reaching outside. His raspy voice fills the room, “you feel so good, sweetheart. So good– I wish I could stay inside you forever.” Rick squeezes my hand, thrusting deep inside me as he continues to cover me in kisses.

Sweat begins to build as our bodies heat up, and soft moans and whimpers fall from my mouth as I feel Rick deep inside my cunt. The feel of him thrusting and throbbing inside me drives me insane. His grunts cause me to clench around him before I feel my end approaching rapidly. “Ri–Rick, oh! I’m so close. Please let me cum!” His grip on me tightens, his thrusts getting harsher.

“Cum, you little whore. Squeeze my fucking cock.” His jaw clenches as my walls pulsate around him, a pleasured squeal escapes me, and my back arches causing Rick’s cock to deepen inside of me. I squeeze his hand as I cum, my juices squirting out of me and all over the both of us. “Fuck! Good fucking girl!” Rick thrusts a few more times, his balls tightening and hips stuttering before he buries himself entirely inside. As he lets go, spurts of hot white cum shoot out of his mushroom tip. Filling me to the brim, causing my eyes to the back of my head.

Rick’s member softens inside of me as we both catch our breaths, his forehead resting on the back of my head before he places a soft kiss there. My heart feels warm from the gesture. Rick holds my hand as his other wraps around my small form and pulls me flush against his chest. My walls flutter around his softened cock before we slowly drift into a peaceful slumber.

thank you for reading!

feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated.

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sheriffgrimes-archerdixon · 26 days

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Comfort

Request: can you do one where Daryl comforts reader after she has a nightmare? Thank you!

Tw: nightmare, description of panic attack, blood, gore, usual walking dead stuff. If sensitive to any of these please read with cautious or skip past this one! Thanks loves!!

NOTE: IF YOU’VE SENT IN AN ASK THAT HASN’T BEEN ANSWERED PLEASE RE-SEND. MY INBOX SAYS IVE GOT 10 ASKS BUT ISN’T LOADING ANY OF THEM. WHETHER IT BE A GLITCH OR WHATEVER I DO NOT KNOW BUT PLEASE RE-SEND IF YOU THINK IVE MISSED YOUR REQUEST/ QUESTION.

Havnet been able to watch TOWL either that’s depressing asf but oh well. Sorry for the delay my heads been all over the place (:

This is awfully written and isn’t entirely “plotted” correctly so excuse the crappiness. This was written over like three months so… sorry for the delay

The loud whistle abruptly wrapped around the sky, sending chills down your spine as you froze in place but it was as if you had lived this exact nightmare before. But it was worse… a lot worse… the sound of the whistling continued all around you as you walked further into the darkness all alone your eyes scanning around frantically before your eyes fell upon the familiar body of Glenn. Slumped. Head completely squished. Like a watermelon… your stomach churned in disgust a shaky breath leaving your lips, your eyes then turning to see Abraham the exact same way but it didn’t stop— your eyes followed the row of your people. Your family. Carl, Rick, michonne, Daryl, Aaron, Rosita, Jesus, maggie… every single one of them limp on the ground slumped and weak. Brains splattered everywhere. Your hand trembled to cover your mouth before you spun around looking for the saviours the whistling growing louder but no one seemed to be around you. Whatsoever. The headlights of vans were a blurred picture. Your breathing grew heavier tears forming in your eyes as you turned around again to face your people their bodies rotting, turning into the dead… glenn reaching out for you, Daryl crawling on his chest ricks cold blue eyes boring into yours, muttering some kind of sentence over and over again. “All your fault” tears threatened to fall as you stumbled back panting heavily before a hand tightly gripped onto your wrist, your head snapping to the side as your eyes met with Negans your jaw dropping as a ear piercing screech left your mouth as darkness slowly surrounded you.

“Y/n!”

A voice yelled and your body jolted awake, your eyes filled with terror as your eyes found those familiar blue ones. Daryl. Alive, well, okay… you panted staring at him terrified he was stood a slight distance away from you his eyes searching yours concerned, you were still in your bed Daryl’s concern clear before he sat down on the edge of the bed making it dip down slightly “bad dream?” Was all he asked and all you could do was nod the terror visible. Your skin was coated in a layer of sweat that wouldn’t go away Daryl carefully getting closer to you as he soon reached his hand out without much of a warning and grabbed onto your hand his touch hesitant and unsure at first but as he got more comfortable he tightened his grip giving your hand a squeeze. “I’m here.” He spoke gruffly voice still worried as he kept his eyes on you. “You died..” you whispered Daryl blinking confused for a second, but didn’t say anything allowing you to continue what you wanted to say however his confusion wasn’t of what you said— no— more so of the fact that you were afraid to lose him. That on its own shocked him beyond belief and broke his heart all at once.

He hadn’t ever had anyone who was scared of him leaving before, it saddened him almost, the feeling of not being needed or wanted had been etched into his soul ever since he was a young boy. But seeing it come from you it unlocked a certain feeling within him a soft feeling that he didn’t entirely understand. “It’s okay. I’m right here.” He assured gently. “You and the others all died…. One… by one.. negan hit you over the Hed with Lucille and killed you all… I was the only survivor.. you— you all blamed me for something I didn’t do… i- I couldn’t stop it! I- I couldn’t stop you from dying.. I— I wanted to I needed to but I couldn’t reach you—“ your breathing grew my quick as you practically began hyperventilating. That scared Daryl on its own but he quickly got to work, grabbing onto your shoulder gently and making you look at him

“Breathe.” He muttered out softly your chest continuing to heave up and down over and over again daryl murmuring little nothings to you to try and sooth you until eventually you were curled up in his arms, his grip on you tight and secure, comforting, his hand trailing up and down your back. “I thought I lost you.”

He only shook his head “never. You’ll never lose me… can’t get rid of me that easily.”he kept a hold of you continuing to help you breathe and calm down until eventually you were more relaxed. He just held you as you remained in silence. “I love you. And I don’t want to lose you ever.” You murmured to him, Daryl’s heart aching slightly and he held you closer to him, not sure how to respond to that, before he pressed a small kiss to the top of your head “you won’t lose me.” He reassured, before bringing you down to lay with him, soothing you beside him, as he helped calm you down until you were settled in his arms.

“Oh and y/n..” he trailed off,

“Hm?”

He smiled softly “I love you too.”

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gotyourbibleandyourgun · 8 days

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thedaswolves · 16 days

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Tongayi Chirisa and Assad Zaman at AMC upfront 2024

IWTV / Mayfair Witches / Walking Dead crossover we needed! 🤣

#lmao zombies were there too #Tongayi Chirisa #Assad Zaman #iwtv #iwtv amc #interview with the vampire #mayfair witches #immortal universe #the walking dead #twd

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jakessbtch · 1 year

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☆ together | c.g

masterlist | requests

TW ✿ ° : bullying [for reader], angst, swearing, fighting

pairing ✿ ° : Carl Grimes x reader [s/h]

request by ✿ ° : @liu1307

summary of fic ✿ ° : After reader hears some Alexandrians picking on her for being too close to carl, she shuts herself off. Carl is desperate to show ron how much of a prick he is.

word count ✿ ° : 2.5k

a/n ✿ ° : felt as if this one was really bad :[

scared of abandonment, otherwise known as autophobia. its a very uncommon fear during the death of apocalypse, you could consider it rare. everyone accepted being left behind by loved ones, everyone wanted to survive. as for y/n, she would rather die with people around then alone in a dark forest. being alone terrified her to her core, especially after she had to survive alone for 6 months, after her mother passed. once rick and his small group came along and found her, she felt like a small part of her had been slowly revived.

she was so relieved when they found her in that home, that she didn’t let go of daryl until late that night when he showed her the place she’d be staying. a few days later than that, she had met the carl grimes, the boy she had fallen for faster than a brick from a height. he had attached himself to her mentally and she reciprocated those attachments. he protected her with everything he had, and she didn’t want to leave his side. those feelings grew like wildfire, and very soon the two started dating.

y/n felt that she got attached to him to much, and soon every time he left her alone, thoughts were rebelling against her. they told her he was going to die alone and that he was leaving her by herself forever. she started getting terrible break downs and started horribly crying when he wasn’t in the room with her. soon he caught onto these actions, and soon, so did the rest of alexandria. they were pretty supportive of her feelings and hidden trauma, allowing things like her staying with carl at nights and them doing jobs together, but others didn't really like the way she was acting to him. taunting her, calling her weak. they didn’t understand as much.

it was a warm sunday morning, and everyone was out doing their jobs to help the economy in alexandria. as for you and carl, you were watching judith for rick and michonne. rick had asked michonne to go out on a supply run with him so you both got put with the job of watching judith for the two. they needed the break so you agreed quicker than carl could even think about it, you loved judith with the whole of your heart, so you found babysitting really fun if it was with her. and secretly carl made it so much better for you too. it was a huge bonding session for the three of you.

judith was rather rowdy today. she could not sit still nor find quiet in her small voice. for such a young age she had an awful lot to whine about. she felt as if she had the need to cry at everything but want nothing at the same time. carl was starting to get rather annoyed in helping judith out with her problems, and y/n was trying desperately to help her relax a little before she went inside for a nap. judith kept throwing toys around and carl was sick of getting up to get them. it wasn’t really working out for the two, since she declined a bottle and it was too early for a nap too.

y/n gasped quietly as another messy stuffed animal was thrown at her head, the stuffed cat falling into her lap with ease. she sighed as she moved the cat out of her lap, and she gave judith a teething toy they had found on a run. all that happened we her wailing more and her throwing the toy down the porch steps. judith watched it fall further from the three, but that didn’t stop her horrified cries. carl sighed mainly to himself, before turning to y/n with a sincere expression plastered on his face. y/n looked at him confusion laced in her eyes, why was he looking at her like that.

“n/n look you don’t have to do this, but you could you try and get that toy, you don’t have to. please, try for me” y/n looked around to see in any passerby's instructed him to say that, but there wasn’t that many people and it wasn’t that far from carl. carl could still see her if she was standing, so was it really separating the two if you thought about it. y/n nodded at what he said to her, he was right, it was best to try, because if something did happen to him she needed to work out how to help herself. “yeah alright, i can try for you carl, i’ll do it it” she whispered with a nervous grin.

y/n rose to her feet and shakily made her way to the porch’s entrance, she took a moment to glance back at carl with hidden fear in her eyes. he had one hand on judith’s legs and the other showing y/n a supportive thumbs up. Y/n smiled weakly at him before looking down the white wooden steps, the toy wasn’t to far from the last step, this could be easy if she set her mind to it. she walked towards the toy reaching it in short moments. the butterfly teething doll seemed icky as dirt managed to etch its way on the sides. she’d have to thoroughly wash it before giving it back to judith.

y/n was just about the turn and go back to carl and judith, when a masculine voice called her name across the opening. she felt stuck in her spot as she meekly turned to the culprit whom called her, it was ron anderson. she had no issues with ron, but she knew carl had a few disputes with him. she had seen their interactions so far and how they acted towards each other, but ron never brought her up during their rough arguments. he jogged his way over to her, enid hot on his heels. he stopped in front of y/n pulling off his black beanie and meekly handing it to enid with a lovestruck smile on his face.

“hey don’t take this personally y/n, but like, why are you up carl’s sorry ass so much?” ron spat at her with such a tone of venom. y/n furrowed her eye brows rather angrily, did he seriously have the nerve to ask that? up carl’s ass? no she wasn’t. “its just that you can’t give him any space, even for the life of you, if that were me personally, i would have abandoned you out the walls or something” what was he talking. he would have abandoned her? that immediately rushed to her clouded brain saying ‘carl is going to abandon you soon, you're going to be alone again’. it terrified her.

“oh.. alright” she mumbled before she took the courage to turned to run back to carl. carl wouldn’t leave her, right? yeah, she was just overthinking. however, a small apart of her was saying ron was right. y/n handed the pink butterfly toy to carl when she reached his left side, and then ignored him to sit in the soft white porch chairs. carl furrowed his brows together at her ignorance then put his brown hat on the floor besides him where she once sat. little did carl know this was the beginning of y/n blocking him out and trying to get over her anxiety of being without him.

carl was fed up with the way y/n was acting towards him, he had attempted to get her to follow him all day, but she was content in his room. away from him. he refused to believe she was alright cause every time he got back another painting she had made and hung up in his room, was missing from the wall, and she had even more puffier eyes then the last time. this was his 5th time coming back from a garden job he was asked to do, and he expected to see her at the door begging for a hug and littering his arms with soft kisses. yet when he opened the front door, she wasn’t there. she wasn’t even seen.

he sighed angrily as he leaned against the closed door, his eyes dropping to the hardwood floor. what had happened to her when he asked her to get the toy? did she finally realize that she could be alone, did she didn’t need him anymore? her felt nerves creep on him when he pondered the question. he decided it was best to ask her himself, so he made his way up to his occupied room. he thought about what to say to her and how to say it, did he need to be serious with her or not? did he need to be relaxed or straight forwards? there were too many things he had to think about. he decided to just go for it. she was easy going.

when he got to the single bedroom door, he went to reach for the cool silver handle, yet he heard something in distress on the other side of the door. carl wanted to be sly about it all, and put his right ear closer to the door. what he did manage to hear were muffled sniffles and once in a while, a sudden heartbreaking sob. carl felt his chest slowly crinkle at the noises, judith was asleep in her room so it could only be y/n. was she sore or injured, did something get to her while he was gone, the thought of losing her made his skin crawl.

he opened the door slowly, not to startle her and rebel herself on him. the dark room making him search harder as the light affected his vision temporarily. another painting was missing from the bare wall, but now the glass from the frame was sprawled on the hard floor. he then looked to the messy and untidy bed, where he caught y/n’s figure hidden underneath the sheets. she was shaking madly with racked sobs and cries, letting out a few sniffles and noises. carl felt his whole body stiffen at her body language, how did he let this happen? when she said she wasn’t going with him, he should have stayed with her. he should have helped her from all of this.

“n/n, i'm here now, alright. i'm not going anywhere” he said softly to her, closing the door and walking towards her body. the rooms darkness felt saddening now, knowing y/n’s feelings corrupted the lack of light. her body suddenly shot up at his voice, scrabbling to wipe her puffy e/c eyes. the tears were wiped away easily, but more were hard to maintain. she started looking around the room rapidly, trying to focus on anything but his own eyes. yet when carl sat next to her and opened his arms to her, she didn't hesitate to place herself in them. she needed him right now.

her breathing slowed as she smelt his musky cologne and felt the fabric of his dirty shirt connect with her own. the comfort of carl soothed her more then what she expected. carl traced lose and messy patterns into her upper back, y/n just gripping onto his clothes harder. she knew what the next few questions were, so she started to think of what to say during the stretching silence. “I can’t live without you carl, honest” carl didn’t seem phased by her words, he knew that she was codependent, yet he believed he was too. he closed his eyes dipping his head into the smooth of her neck. he needed her too, they needed each other, and was never going to leave her again.

“i know n/n, i don’t plan on leaving you ever again. please tell me, what's going on?” he asked desperately, pulling himself away from the crook of her neck. she peered up at him with love in her gaze, that was soon replaced with pitiful sorrow. she didn’t want to tell him what did happen, but she didn’t want to lie to him. carl looked at her with desperation, it only edging her to talk more to him. y/n looked at her shaking hands before sighing to herself. its either now or never. carl needed to know what was going on.

“ron told me that yo-” carl suddenly threw his hands up and an angered expression took over his features. “of fucking course it was ron, that little fucking shit! i'm going to knock his lights out, i swear to fucking god” carl was quick to stand up from the bed. y/n followed him like a puppy, begging him not to make things worse between the two. she could deal with the shit talking, but not with aggressive actions and fighting. “carl stop it, please” she begged when they walked off the porch out to were ron was sitting alone. he wasn’t too far from the porch, so carl found him rather quick.

“hey! you little fucking asshat!” carl approached ron angrily who was sitting on the cool grass, and kicked him straight in the head. ron gripped his face while wailing for help, y/n just watched with widened and shocked e/c eyes. “carl leave, he’s not worth our time” she said again calmer, trying to soothe the enraged carl. “No! he told you fucking stupid lies, and now he gets the consequences for his dumb ass actions” and carl kicked ron again, blood splattered on his hands. y/n grabbed carl’s plaid shirt, begging him to stop the fighting again. carl looked back at her and sighed at her desperation, she was right. he shouldn't be doing fighting this asshole, karma would have gotten him.

“look asshole, touch her or talk to her again, i will cook your nuts alive. hear me” carl spat with such venom. carl threw a final strong punch before grabbing y/n’s hand carefully and storming his way back to the white home. she trailed along behind him, cautiously looking back at ron every few steps. he glared at the two, holding his bruising face and bleeding nose. she snickered at the silly sight, but simply sighed when she entered the dark cool home. the door closed behind the two. carl expected her to start yelling at him for his foolish actions but what she did had him amazed.

“thank you, thank you, thank you! you’re so cool carl!” y/n squealed jumping around like a little school girl, before tackling carl into a tight hug. the two crashed on the floor with a soft bang. he began laughing loudly as she rubbed her face into his chest, “you are so fucking cool! and i'm so so sorry!” she gasped sitting up and pressing soft kisses onto his reddening face and neck. carl groaned sheepishly as he pushed her face away from his so he could look her in the eye. “its alright, i love you so much, i’d do anything for you” he said staring at her e/c eyes. y/n smiled wildly before leaning down towards him.

that moment was when the two shared their first kiss. a moment to remember forever.

✿ ° Fin

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