Hello! I hope your having a nice day, and that your eating well. Do you have some time to make thomas Hewitt, Vincent, Bo, Lester, and Bubba x reader who changes their personality for each individual person and is a people pleaser? If you can, it's appreciated! If you can't it's ok! Just make sure to drink se water and keep eating <3
Thank you my love. I hope you're taking care of yourself aswell. ๐ค
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Includes: Sinclair Brothers, Bubba Sawyer.
Summary: Reader (they/them) is a huge people pleaser, and will change anything if not everything about depending on who they're talking to.
Warnings: Strong Language
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The fuck? Why are you acting like that, saying those kinds of things with them when you aren't anything like that?
"You just want them to like 'ya? Hell, if they don't.. They got another thing comin'."
Thinks it's stupid at first. He'll grow with it after time, the more you explain to him why you feel the need to change yourself for others the more he'll understand. Although he thinks you're perfect the way you are anyway.
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He noticed it a while ago, but he never said anything. He always understood the reasons behind it.
Will never question you about it. It makes him sad thinking you don't see yourself the way he does, but he won't pester you about it. He hates making you upset, even just seeing you upset he doesn't like.
Ever since it became a huge thing, he started reassuring you more. Signing that you're perfect no matter the way you are, more hugs and kisses, etc. Anything to make you feel better. Anything to make you love yourself.
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He would catch on to you acting differently depending on who you're talking to, changing your opinions to fit theirs, completely different humor, etc. It would confuse him incredibly.
"Why aren't you being yourself?.. Are you even being yourself when you're with me, or..?" You'll break his heart. He wants you to be able to be yourself, to have pride in who you are.
When you explain to him that it's not always a self confidence thing, but a people pleasing thing, he'll understand, he wants people to like him too. But that wont stop him from thinking you should still be yourself, because fuck whoever doesn't like you.
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When he finds out you're afraid of being yourself because you want everyone else to like you, and so you change yourself for them.. his heart shatters. Immediate whining and sad pouty lips.
Even though he can't say it, he'll show it. He will show you how perfect you are. He's immediately bringing you to the mirror and pointing everything out about you that's perfect the way it is. Your laugh? Beautiful. Fashion sense? Amazing. Favorite song and color? His too.
Will dedicate the rest of his life to your interests. Everything has to be your way now, that's just how it has to be if that means you'll appreciate yourself for who you are.
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Includes: Bo Sinclair, Stu Macher, Thomas Hewitt, Tex Sawyer, Brahms Heelshire.
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He wouldn't mind it. If it's rock or metal, he might tap his foot to the beat. He wouldn't show it, but he's enjoying the music just as much as you are.
If you let him choose the music, no doubt will there be Marilyn Manson and Deftones. I mean, they were both in the movie ๐คทโโ๏ธ
Memorizes which songs you seem to enjoy the most, and will play them for you when you're helping him out in the station. It's the little things that matter to him.
He'll never admit it, but he loves Christmas music.
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Oh my gosh, he's all for it! He'll be up and dancing with you even. Is not afraid to sing the songs while you sit back and laugh at him. He just wants to make his girl laugh.
If you prefer rock, he's totally fine with that! He would call you a badass. Anything and everything you do will always have him in awe. There's nothing you could do to drive him away.
He wouldn't want to listen to country, though. He doesn't swing that way, it's not his style. Only for you would he listen to country. He might get down to Boot Scootin Boogie though..
Will play your favorite songs at house parties, and make sure everyone knows it. He just wants to show you off to the world. "You can look but you can't touch" kind of mindset.
His guilty pleasure song is for sure Mambo No. 5. He can't help but get up and dance every time it comes on.
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Doesn't hate it, but he wouldn't 'enjoy it.' He's just kind of chill. He won't care the genre. As long as you're happy, he's happy. Anything to make his girl happy.
He wouldn't really get up and dance with you. It isn't his thing. But, he would tap his foot to the rhythm, just to let you know he's enjoying it.
"Do you want me to turn the music off? I don't wanna bother you." and he's immediately shaking his head aggressively. He wants you to enjoy yourself! The volume doesn't affect him.
Would really like AC/DC. He can get along with them, he likes the pace. Not hardcore, not soft.
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Dances with you. No shame in his game! Anything that has to do with you, and he's there.
"Tex, can we dance?" and right up on his feet is he.
Will show you his collection of CDs full of his favorite songs. He's got a little bit of R&B, rock, country, and blues. He gets all giddy when you tell him your favorite is the same as his. "We were just made for each other, darlin'."
Would invite Junior to come dance with you two. He knows Junior loves music more than most people.
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Classical.
Doesn't understand why anyone could sit there and willingly listen to harsh music and heavy lyrics. But he'll make an exception for you.
Wants to slow dance with you. 'No' is not an option. If you tell him no he'll be upset and turn the music off completely.
After exploring some other genres and bands, he'll admit that he's starting to like boy bands. The music makes him want to dance, he can't help it.
Will bust a move to Everybody by Backstreet Boys.
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๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ ๐ฑ ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐ถ๐ฌ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ค ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ข๐ ๐ฑ ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข๐ช.
(fem reader)
Includes: Bo Sinclair, Stu Macher, Thomas Hewitt, Tex Sawyer, Michael Myers.
Warnings: Mentions of blood, violence.
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Finds it incredibly attractive at the fact that you would risk your life just for him. He would 100% brag about it to everyone he knows. "My girl would actually kill for me."
Will help you take care of any wounds you may have gotten from the battle. He's got a lot of practice, and knows exactly what to do.
He would want to teach you all about how to defend yourself and him.
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He falls even more in love with you, knowing you'll do anything for him. He feels secure knowing that you support him and what he does.
So. Many. Kisses. The man cannot get enough of you. He thinks you look so beautiful, even when you're bloody. He thinks you look super hot covered in blood.
Begs you to help him and Billy with Ghostface. He totally understands if you don't want to, and how you only did what you did to keep him alive.
He will want every detail on how you felt when you did it. "Did you like it? How did you feel? Would you ever do it again?"
Wants to marry you. He thinks you're the perfect woman. Heaven sent.
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Why? You didn't have to do that. You could've been hurt. He doesn't want his favorite person in any risk. Don't do it again.
He would freak out. He would think it's awesome how devoted you are to him. It's so reassuring to him, he never understood why you stayed with him. He thinks he's a beast, an awful human. He never thought he deserved you or your love, but you doing this silenced all of his thoughts.
Would never take you out of his sight again. He wont allow himself to let you get hurt, accidentally or purposefully. He hates seeing you in pain.
If Hoyt makes any remarks about how "You're stupid for putting your life at risk for such a waste of life" he would be on his feet in seconds. He can't stand him, and he draws the line at you. He refuses to let Hoyt touch you. Ever.
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In awe. He swears he can never fall in love more than he already is, but it just keeps happening. He finally found a woman that isn't afraid of his lifestyle.
"Well, darlin' you've got me swept off my feet. You're jus' perfect."
Pulls you in for a million hugs and kisses. XOXO to the max. He tries to convince you to help with the family's routines / hunts, and completely melts if you agree.
Would jokingly ask you to do the same to Alfredo.
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Not happy. He had it covered. Don't get yourself hurt because of him.
Throws you down and forces you to let him clean you up. Even though he's not happy that you risked your life, he still cares. He loves you, and will care for you.
He refuses to let you go out alone. He's scared you might get hurt again.
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Hi I was just wondering if u could write a Glenn x reader with reader being hurt on a supply run? Maybe some hurt and comfort pls and thank you ๐
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Glenn Rhee x GN!reader (they/them)
Summary: Glenn and reader make their weekly supply runs. This time, reader is caught in a room full of zombies. They're cornered, with nowhere to go. Thankfully in time, Glenn is to their rescue.
Warnings: Mentions of guns, blood, violence, strong language.
You were in the middle of helping Carol sort out the crops, lining up and marking what each row will be growing. You had planted carrots, cabbage and a few other vegetables. It was hot outside, but it had to get done some time, right? You were exhausted, having stayed up all night watching out for walkers with Glenn. You and him were normally in charge of night watches, because the rest of the group was busy with whatever the hell else. You'd only gotten a couple hours of rest, you refused to let Glenn stay up alone no matter how much he protested against it. It was only a matter of time before the night rolled in, and you were back in the tower. You never really minded it much, it meant you got to spend more time with your boyfriend.
"Alright, I think everything is finished up. Thank you for all your help, sweetheart." Carol expressed her thanks, and walked away to alert Rick that the task is done. You give her a small smile before walking to the opposite side of the field, ending face-to-face with your favorite person.
"Hey, babe. Do you think you'd be up for a run today? We need some groceries, and meds. We ran out of almost everything yesterday. I totally understand if you're not up for it. I wish you'd have gotten more sleep last night." he frowned and pulled you closer to him. You smiled and came by his side.
"Yeah, I'm fine with that! As long as you're with me." you kissed his cheek, and walked away with a wave, him giving you one in return. You got to your shared cell with some other members, and gathered your things. You carried a bat, and a pistol on you. Even though it's the zombie apocalypse, you still weren't very good with guns, even after all this time. Rick wouldn't ever allow you to even hold anything bigger than a pistol, so you were normally stuck with a baseball bat, and Glenn guarding you with a rifle. You do a final pat down, making sure you had everything you needed, and make your way back to Glenn. You made sure to let Rick know on your way out, and he was okay with it.
"Hey. You ready? I've got everything I need. I cleared out my bag, so we should have enough room for everything." you announced, letting Glenn know all the updates. "Yeah, I'm as ready as you are!" he smiled and placed your stuff inside the red minivan. He entered the driver's seat, you accompanying him in the passenger's seat. He signaled to Daryl that you two were ready, and he opened up the gates.
On your way to the now abandoned shops, you wrote out a list of all the necessities. "You're so organized. If I were doing this alone, I would've just winged it, and hoped for the best." Glenn scoffed. He always adored how you did your best to keep things in their place, no matter what it took. How you tried to keep things humane, as if walkers never existed. "Well thank you! I like keeping everything in order. Plus, I would hate to miss something and for the group to not have everything we need." you suggested. Things have been super tough recently. Many people have been getting sick, and everyone is working as hard as they can to keep everybody safe. Especially Rick. He's been so stressed out with everything going on, the least you could do is cut him some slack.
Glenn pulled in to the parking lot of an old shop. The exterior walls red, with many broken windows, and automatic doors that no longer work. You grab your bag, and make sure you've still got your gun on your side. "You ready?" Glenn looks into your eyes, cocking up an eyebrow. "As ready as I'll ever be." you chuckled, and him as well. You two entered the commercial store, grabbing everything you needed as you made your way through each isle. You and Glenn had come across your fair share of walkers, but you made it through safely without a scratch to be seen. You'd turned the corner, and found a pharmacy. You whispered some 'perfects' to yourself, happy with the find. You made your way behind the counter, and claimed all the pills and medicines you needed. You were placing the last bottle in your bag, when your hand slipped. You dropped the bottle. "Fuck.." you mumbled. You were jolted aware as you heard growls coming from behind you. As you turned your head, becoming aware of your surroundings, you were met with a swarm of walkers. There had to have been at least ten or eleven. You pulled out your bat from the backside of your bag, and worked through the crowd. You managed to get through three or four until your bat started to crack, getting weaker with each hit. The walkers were getting closer, hungrier, stronger. More had come out from behind the shelves. Now, there were at most twenty. They kept coming and coming, and you ended up being backed into a corner. You kept on swinging, and screaming for help.
"Glenn!! Fuck, help! There's a swarm, hurry the fuck up!" you squealed. You pulled out your pistol, making shots into numerous heads. After three bullets were blown into the walkers' heads, you no longer heard a loud gunfire, but a faint click. You were out of ammo, and your bat had broken in half. You were helpless. Not a single sharp item by your side, and not a single sign of Glenn. "Come on, come on! What the hell?!" you were screaming at yourself. Why didn't you think to make sure you had a full gun? Where the hell is Glenn? You had too many thoughts running through your head at once, you were in a state of panic. You were kicking off walkers, them coming inches from biting your limbs. You didn't want to die, not yet. You stood up, and did your best to fight as many as possible off, breaking necks and smashing their brains into the wall. When there was only twelve to ten left, you heard shuffling and panic coming from your side. It was Glenn.
"Oh my- I'm so fucking sorry! I was stuck between two shelves and everything was piled on top of me, the ceiling collapsed- I didn't have a way out. I'm sorry I didn't come sooner, are you okay?" he was fumbling everywhere, shooting off the walkers and fighting his way to you. You were lightheaded, out of breath, sweat beads falling down your forehead. "I'm, yeah, I'm okay. It's okay Glenn." your chest was heavy, falling up and down with each breath.
"Fuck, babe. I'll never leave you again, I promise. I've got you." He cried, a tear falling from his right eye. "I'm so glad you're okay."
You kissed him, your lips pressed against his. He smiled into the affection, and picked you up. "Let's get our shit and let's leave." he carried you out of the room, holding your bag, and his. As he stepped outside, the sun beamed on your sweaty body. It was hot, but the air was refreshing. "I can walk, Glenn." you declared, but he refused. "Nope. You shouldn't have to when I'm capable of carrying you." he protested, wiping the sweat from your hairline. He put you down, and your bottom hit the cushion of the passenger seat. He placed down the supplies and now broken weapon, and turned the vehicle on. The cool air blowing against your face, drying and icing your heated, red face.
On the drive back, Glenn could not stop letting out numerous apologies, and many I Love You's. When you finally made it back to camp, Glenn immediately took you to the infirmary for your wounds. Your knuckles were bloody and red, your arms covered in scratches, and your lips bloody from biting them so hard. He made sure you were cleaned up and tended to with perfection. He never left your side, not since the incident. Not even for a moment. "Babe, I told you I'm okay. It wasn't your fault, you were in trouble too. We've learned our lesson. We won't go back." you assured him, but he was still so upset. He hated himself for leaving you alone, knowing the dangers. "I left you alone. It is my fault. If I had just stayed by your side, this wouldn't have happened." he vented. "That place was packed, I should've made sure it was safe before I let you go in." he cried into your shoulder, and you pulled him close to you, squeezing him tight, keeping him against your body. "Don't put this on yourself. We had no way of knowing for sure. It's okay, Glenn." you kissed his temple, then his cheek, and finally his lips. You pulled away, wiping his tears, and pressing your forehead against his.
"I love you, forever and always."
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โง Quinn Fabray
โง Finn Hudson
๐ณ๐๐๐๐ ๐บ๐ ๐๐๐ โฌ
โง Bo Sinclair
โง Lester Sinclair
โง Vincent Sinclair
โง Carly Jones
โง Nick Jones
โง Wade
โง Paige Edwards
๐ฟ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฏ๐๐๐ โฌ
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โง Bubba Sawyer
โง Vilmer Slaughter
โง Richter
โง Thomas Hewitt
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โง Greta Evans
โง Malcolm
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โง Jonathan Byers
โง Argyle
โง Jim Hopper
โง Joyce Byers
โง Steve Harrington
โง Nancy Wheeler
โง Robin Buckley
โง Chrissy Cunningham
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โง Billy Loomis
โง Sidney Prescott
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โง Randy Meeks
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โง Tara Carpenter
โง Sam Carpenter
โง Ethan Landry
โง Kirby Reed
โง Chad Meeks
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โง Quinn Bailey
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โง Haley Dunphy (Adult)
โง Phil Dunphy
โง Claire Dunphy
โง Dylan Marshall
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โง Lip Gallagher
โง Ian Gallagher
โง Mickey Milkovich
โง Carl Gallagher (Adult)
โง Veronica Fisher
โง Kevin Ball
โง Jimmy / Steve Lishman
โง Svetlana Yevgeni
โง Sean Pierce
โง Sierra Morton
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โง Derek Morgan
โง Jennifer Jareau
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