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zombiewhor3 · 1 year

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SOUTH PAW?

carl grimes x fem reader

WARNINGS: mentions of character death (Abraham & Glenn), mentions of gore, traumatic events, mentions of amputation, begging, mentions of pregnancy (Maggie's), Negan, unedited work.

A/N: sorry for the long break, i've been so busy with a lot of things but i have a few scrap drafts i might put together and post so i'll try my best to update my queue this week.

a long night of violence is how she could describe it, a long night of tears pouring down everyone's faces as they watched a cruel man bash in two of their friends heads without even such an ounce of mercy for their poor souls in his mind.

the night felt like the eternity but as the sun had risen and the night faded it was still like a fever dream, like this wasn't all real and she was going to have to wake up soon from this nightmare.

except this was all real, Abraham and Glenn's dead bodies with their heads smashed in that was real, all of the blood splattered on y/n's face from the slinging of Negan's bat that was real.

she watched as Rick was tossed back out onto the gravel, his hands reaching to stop himself as he followed the man's forceful orders to get on all fours while he kneeled down to him.

"i'm giving you a choice Rick and this is your grand prize, what you do next will decide whether it becomes just those twos bad day or the rest of these lovely men and women sitting in front of us"

he gestured with his hands for his men to point guns at the back of their heads and y/n could feel the barrel pressed against the back of her head making her swallow harshly.

her knees started to ache from the rocks that pressed against them, the blood of a father figure had dried on her face and she could almost feel like it had been sinking into the pores of her skin.

she felt gross to have the blood on her, she felt sick each time she even looked at the dead man who was next to her, she felt sick knowing his pregnant wife was a sobbing wreck just a few feet away.

and Carl had hated to see her cry with each strike from Negan's bat that pounded into Glenn's head like he wasn't a person but yet just a piece of meat Negan used as his beating ground.

she watched as Negan had approached Carl making her heart sink as he rested his bat against his shoulder and she watched as some of the blood smeared out onto his leather.

he held out a hand to Carl who cocked his head hesitantly as he tried to ignore the gesture but Negan smiled and cleared his throat before speaking up "take my hand kid" he spoke bitterly watching as the teen finally gave in and took the man's hand.

he was stood up and Negan had waved his arm out to the side to where the boy's father rested on the ground, blood on his face, eye bags and his eyes red as his eye were still looking like they had been watering again, like they were on the brim of tears.

he pointed at the spot empty next to his father as Carl took a few steps watching as Negan stood in front of him taking a quite consideration to the gauze over his missing eye.

"you a south paw?" he asked watching as Carl looked clearly confused by a phrase he never heard before and it made Negan re-phrase his question to him, "you a lefty?" he watched as Carl shook his head while Negan pulled out a belt and un-raveled it.

he tied a belt against the boy's arm, "that hurt?" Negan remarked watching as the boy in the hat snapped back a quick 'no' before looking down at the leather tightened on his arm.

"on the ground next to Daddy and don't forget to spread your wings boy" Negan spoke as he watched Carl lay flat on the ground, his head turning in the direction to where he could see y/n and his father.

he could see the terror on his girlfriends face, the fear stuck in her eyes as her palms were flat and sinking into the same gravel the soft flesh of his cheek had now been resting against.

he could hear the crunching of Negan's boots against the rocks, and it stopped once he could see him crouch next to him thanking Simon for the pen that was given to him,

he himself was scared of what he had planned for him, what Negan had planned to do to Carl especially in front of his father and his girlfriend who had more tears pouring down her face.

he marked Carl's arm and apologized in such an sarcastic way that Carl had never even heard a human being sound so derisive in that way, even in the apocalypse.

he could hear his father start to beg as his girlfriend looked down at the ground using the back of her hand to cover up her sniffles, to cover up the rapid breathing spilling out from her.

he could see the harsh way her body rattled as she tried to manage to stay quiet in the fear that someone else would die, in fear that maybe it'd be her or even Carl that'd be next.

the word please was pouring like a continuous river in his head, the word his father kept repeating over and over as he begged Negan to show his son some mercy, to show he himself some mercy.

"don't beg me because i ain't the one doing shit" Negan spoke roughly patting Rick against the back before he gave his next order at the quite obvious traumatized man who was on all fours before him.

"Rick pick up your ax," he paused licking his chapped lips clean before continuing what he wanted Rick to do, "and cut off your son's left arm, now i know you're gonna have to process that for a second and believe me that makes sense so i'll give you a minute"

a loud gasp of air had erupted from y/n's mouth as she closed her eyes at the feeling of the barrel pressing even harder against the back of her head making her lip shake and her eyes flood.

he stood up and rubbed his hands on the denim of his pants watching as Rick's expression turn into now an even stronger pleading one, like it was just the ocean color of his eyes and the quiver of his lip giving off all the true emotion even more than his words that were spilled in such a babble of emotion.

"i am still gonna need you to do it though or all these people are going to die, then Carl dies, then the people back at your home die, and i'm gonna keep you living for a few years just so you can think about the decision you make right now"

Negan looked around at the men and women all lined up, and yet one had the courage to speak up, y/n to be exact only had the courage to speak up because it was her boyfriends life on the line.

"you d-don't have to do t-this, We understand! please we u-understand!" she looked down at her boyfriend who almost had a few tears slipping of his own as he looked at her,

as he looked at the shaking and sobbing mess this man had turned her into, he watched the sorrow tearing through her like a walker who was hungry for flesh.

he seemed to like the fear that ran though all of them, he liked the idea of watching them all tremble while they payed the price of wiping out one of his out posts because something about the pity and the terror gave him power, it gave him control.

"I'm not so sure Rick does. So i'm gonna need a clean cut right there on that line i drew out for you! now believe me this is a screwed up thing to ask, trust me i know but it's gonna have to be clean nothing messy so our doctors can fold something over."

he watched Rick tremble as he kneeled and continued to spew out his words, "we have great doctors the kid'll be fine, probably. and Rick we're in a time frame so this needs to happen now or i will crush this fella's head in myself"

"please i can take his place" Rick begged over and over as his throat felt sore and his mouth dry while his eyes ached and his head started to pound at the idea of hurting his son.

"please Negan please" Rick begged again watching as the man ran over some stubble of his beard and shook his head with a 'no' to answer Rick's pleas for it to be him instead.

"this is the only way, not making this decision is a big decision. Do you want to see everyone in front of you die? because if you don't pick up that ax you will, and you will see everything"

Rick cleared his throat as his hands remained planted in the rocks still in a pity of confusion from the whole situation, and now Negan had started to count loudly and once he got to one Rick had his ax raised while Carl was yelling at him to go through with it.

Y/n sobbed into her hands as she could hear her boyfriend cry out for his own father to cut off his arm, and when she could hear the soft chuckle of Negan and the soft gasping of Rick and not even a subtle yell or scream from Carl but yet she still buried her face.

Negan had taken the ax away from Rick's raised arm and he reached up a hand to pull Carl up from the ground, "you answer to me, you provide for me, you belong to me" and Rick nodded his head and agreed to the fact that he had now belonged to Negan and his men.

"see that look is the look i wanted to see! and man we did it, even those dead guys with the smashed in brains get a participation award for sure" he sighed as he tossed his bat over his shoulder.

"i hope for everyone's sake you understand how things work around here, things change and right about now they've changed whatever you had going for you is over, now i'll be back in a week Rick so use the truck i'll leave to gather my shit or someone else dies."

"I can't look, I can't, Carl please"

she mumbled feeling as someone in front of her had tugged on her hands softly, but she still held them against her face in fear she would see other blood being shed that she didn't want to see.

"look at me y/n, look at me"

he spoke finally being able to pull her hands away from her face once she realized that it was Carl and he had both of his arms, he furrowed his brows softly watching as she quivered and couldn't keep her eyes away from the line that he had drawn out onto his arm.

once he and his men had left y/n tried to stand but she could only drop back on her knees as she looked over at the dead man on the ground next to her, she gasped as her knees felt weak.

and it was Carl who lifted her up, it was Carl's arms that wrapped around her while he gave her the comfort of burying her face into the soft fabric of his flannel to shield herself from the damage and the violence that had been done to her friend.

she sobbed so hard that she could feel it shake both of their bodies, Carl stroked over her hair and watched as she shook under his grasp, she shook so hard her body started to wobble.

she couldn't speak because every time she tried to get a word out it was just a rush of tears, a rush of gasps for air, a rush of mutters that weren't even comprehensible to him or her.

her vision seemed blurry and her head was pounding so hard and her heart beat so fast she felt like she was dying, she felt like the world had been slipping away from her finger tips.

the only word that had been able to be heard was a loud gasp of 'no' as she looked at the line still on his arm, the line where Negan wanted Rick to chop off his arm, the line that now told trembling stories.

she squeezed her hand on it so tight that even the belt hadn't cut off that much circulation to his arm, she clung to his shirt as she could hear the sound of someone's shoes crunching against the gravel.

she could hear Maggie's cries and Rick who whispered something to his son who held out onto the shaking y/n, Sasha and Rosita frozen in such a terror and disbelief, Eugene still crying softly, Aaron and Michonne who were sitting in such a pity of silence.

and the two bodies around them.

y/n had slipped to her knees and Carl had let her, he let her bury her face into the ground and he rubbed her back as he tried to stop her from hyper ventilating at the shock around her but it was no use because it felt a ton of bricks were pressing against her chest.

She could feel a second hand on her back and she could tell it was Rick's by the wedding ring that she could feel through the cotton t-shirt she had been wearing,

"oh god, t-that c-could've been y-you" she sputtered out as she still felt like she could feel the specks of blood hitting her cheek with each and every strike from Negan's bat smashing into the pour mans head.

her body ached and it felt like her lungs had now finally collapsed in from the harsh beating her heart had pushed off, her bones ached from all the shaking and her cheeks were sore from the amount of tears that had been poured down them.

"i'm right here y/n, i'm right here" he had dropped to his knees and placed his hat down on the ground, he let his knees sink into the same rocks where the bodies laid.

where Maggie's tears had poured and where they knew the rest of the lives had just changed forever because they got the shit end of a deal they should've never even taken.

"Maggie" she managed to gasp out as she could feel her limp body being lifted up by not just Carl but his father, they had lifted her up so she could be taken to Maggie.

the widow's lungs gasped for air as she looked down at the ground, her knees ached and she felt sick even sicker than before, she could feel the teen reach out and place a soft but shaking hand a top of hers and to which she had finally spoken out.

"you need to go, you need to get everyone out of here Rick" Maggie spoke still sounding so brave, like she was keeping it all together when in reality she was spiraling in her mind.

spiraling at the fact her father, her sister and now her husband the father of her child had been killed in front of her, after they had begged and after they had tried their best to bargain.

"he's our family to, we'll do this together" Rick spoke watching as Maggie sniffled and the still distraught teen next to her had nodded along with the idea as her eyes filled with seeping tears.

"he's right we'll do it t-together because we're all family"

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sheriffgrimes-archerdixon · 26 days

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The hat

Summary: reader goes missing and only leaves one sign of life: the sheriff’s hat Carl had given to her.

Tw: angst, gore, walkers (both characters are 18!!)

Rick grimes’ sheriff’s hat had been passed down many times. And Carl took it upon himself to give it to you, as a sign of protection of some kind. Carl when he was little always stated that when his dad would wear the hat then he would be protected from all the violence in the world, and in some ways he was correct… but all of that hope and belief turned into some sort of horror as soon as Carl stumbled upon the sheriff’s hat left discarded on the floor.

“Y/n!!” Carl yelled as he ran around desperately searching for you, running upstairs of the home and downstairs, the gated community of Alexandria was safe.. always.. but you’d never leave without telling him. The hat was held in his hand before he eventually put it down on top of his head as he sprinted back downstairs palm skimming lightly against the banister before he stumbled outside seeing Rick talking to michonne. “Dad!!” Carl practically screamed, making the former sheriff’s head snap in his direction seeing the sheer fright on his sons face “woah… what’s wrong?” His hand came to rest against carls shoulder to try and calm him down “y/n’s missing!”

“Missing?” Rick spoke confused, Carl nodding breathing heavily “I found the hat discarded… I looked all around but I can’t find her. I asked Eugene and Rosita but they said they didn’t see her go out.” Rick’s face twisted with concern, his hand coming up to rub against his forehead, pinching against the bridge of his nose “she doesn’t just leave she would’ve told me!” Carl spoke with wide worried eyes, Rick nodding, hand quickly tentatively grabbing onto the boys shoulder “I know. I know… it’s unlike her. I’ll get a few people to go out and look for her. She couldn’t of gone far.” And as Carl’s lips parted Rick only shook his head already knowing what he was going to say. “No. You stay here… I know how much you love that girl. I don’t want you getting hurt by jumping into action..” he spoke simply, Carl disliked that, but knew damn well his dad was right. And so he would just have to sit and wait around for good news.

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Hours had passed by and although multiple search groups had been sent out, they had returned empty handed and now it was dark. The sheriffs hat was still planted firmly upon Carl’s head. He couldn’t sit still. He couldn’t calm down either. You and Carl were best friends, you had been best friends for a long long time even before the apocalypse and now with you missing he was beyond terrified for you.

Carl had dinner with his dad and michonne, not being able to eat much- too nervous. “Do you think she’s dead?” He questioned, Rick giving him an almost warning look to not give up before silently shaking his head. No one else spoke a word, as often times if you speak of something you fear then it will happen. Even as dinner was finished and everyone went to bed, Carl remained wide awake, now sat upon his bed packing a bag. He wasn’t going to give up. He was going to find you. As he zipped up his bag he threw it over his shoulder, opening the bedroom window and carefully climbing out, carefully so, until he felt his feet hit the floor before he immediately but quickly fled towards the gates that were left unattended, he silently slipped out of the gate shutting it behind himself before he began the long hike to try and find you.

Carl walked for ages and now it was pitch black, he continued searching around for you, but it was practically impossible to find you. He was growing worried and more sure about the fact that you had been killed until he heard an abrupt scream- his head snapping in the direction of the sound before he began sprinting wasting no time to come to this persons rescue hoping it was you. He saw and heard walkers all around but he didn’t stop, until he blindly slammed into something or rather someone. He feared it was a Walker but as he pulled back and saw your familiar face, dirty and mucky his eyes widened “y/n!” He exclaimed his eyes remaining wide, watching as your eyes teared up “Jesus Christ where were you?!” His hands came to caress against your face the groaning of incoming walkers getting closer and closer but Carl was in too much shock.

“I wanted to impress Daryl. By hunting a deer… he has been teaching me all these techniques and tricks to follow the markings on the ground but.. I— I guess I’m not ready.” Carls brows furrowed, but he knew how you always critiqued yourself way too often and constantly wanted to impress “fuck y/n.” He murmured shaking his head before he stood up grabbing onto your hands and pulling you up, instantly noticing the limp you had but he didn’t question it, instead wrapping your arm around his shoulder as he began helping lead you away from the herd of walkers. Your breathing was heavy as you gripped onto him “I- I just wanted to try and be an adult.” You spoke to him quietly “well you’re not. And if you keep pulling dangerous shit like this you’ll get yourself killed!” His words were harsher than they intended to be, and he immediately felt guilty for the way he spoke to you, murmuring an apology to you as he helped guide you somewhere safe.

Eventually the two of you found an old abandoned house, in the middle of no where. He helped you sit down before he sat down keeping his eyes on you worried and upset before he shook his head “you could’ve been killed.” He murmured and you nodded slightly embarrassed before looking down. He exhaled softly before he pulled the hat from his head and slowly popped it back onto your head leaning in to press a kiss to your cheek “next time you do that… wear your hat.” He spoke with a small smile, hand caressing against your cheek.

“Okay… deal..” you said with a small smile, you knew Rick and michonne were going to kill you and murder Carl for being this stupid. “You missed by the way.” You spoke with a playful grin and Carl raised his brows before you puckered your lips making Carl laugh “god you’re unbelievable sometimes.” He muttered before nonetheless leaning in and kissing you on the lips gently. “My dads gonna kill me.” He murmured against your lips and you smiled “oh no.” You spoke sarcastically a playful offended look appearing on carls face before he rolled his eyes “unbelievable.” He chuckled shaking his head.

(Part two on reuniting Rick and michonne+ their reaction?? Maybe? Lmk!!)

This took me forever to get out. Im sorry!!!

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twds-things · 8 months

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Jealous Girl pt.2| Carl Grimes

Carl Grimes x fem!reader

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: after your little "argument" with Enid, you're hanging out with Carl and realise you can't keep your feelings from him.

𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀: 1,243

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: none, just fluff.

a few hours after your scavenging trip with Enid, you're sitting on a bench, reading a book like earlier today. it's your way to relax, just forget about all the bad things and the horrible world. as you're lost in the plot and your own thought, someone suddenly comes up to you.

"hey, y/n." you hear a familiar voice. you look up from your book and see your favourite one-eyed, brown haired boy with a cowboy's hat standing infront of you with a smile. a smile that always made your heart melt. you don't know how, but when the sun is setting and the golden rays of sun are falling on his freckled face, he looks even more adorable, if it's even possible.

"hi, Carl. how are you?" you ask as you return the smile. Carl suddenly seems to get a bit shy, staring into the ground as he smiles.

"nothing much... i heard about your little scavenging run with Enid." he says as he looks into your eyes. your heart sinks a bit, did she tell him about your feelings? or maybe she told him about her feelings, which is even worse? you can't panic now.

"yeah, Michonne asked me to go. but i guess Enid doesn't seem to like me very much anyway, haha..." you say, trying to hide the anxious feeling in your stomach that grew each passing second you thought about what Carl could know. he just chuckles slightly, the sound making your heart speed up, and looks at you with a small smirk.

"well, she doesn't have to like you. do you care if she does?" you shake your head no. "exactly. anyway, i actually wanted to ask if you want to go to my house? we can read some comics or play video games?" he asks as he looks at you. it's just a normal request, that's what friends do, but somehow it made you feel even more nervous, but in a good way. you smile at him and nod your head

"of course! we can read some comics" you say and his smile grows.

"perfect. let's go, then." he says. you get up, grabbing your book and following him to his house.

once you get into his house, you're greeted by Rick with sleeping Judith in his arms. you smile politely, also greeting him and you pet Judith's little head, before quickly going with Carl to his room.

you've been there before, a lot of times, but it never failed to amaze you how messy he was. clothes all over the floor (mostly flannels), comics either stacked up on a few shelves or layed out all over the desk along with a few video games. his bed messy, sheets kicked up to one side as he never really cares to make his bed in the morning. yet somehow, the room brought you comfort. maybe because, despite how messy it was, it's very cozy and warm, or maybe just because it's Carl's.

you sit on his bed, leaning against the wall as he rummages through his pretty latge collection of comics.

"so, what comics do you wanna read? i have a lot" he asks with a wide grin. you shrug your shoulders, looking at the comic shelves.

"hmm.. how about spiderman and black cat?" he asks. of course he wants to read the issue with black cat. you roll your eyes playfuly and nod.

"sure thing." you say and you watch as he grabs the particular comic from his shelve. he then walks up to you, flopping onto the bed next to you. he leans against the wall and smiles, opening the comic.

"do you like black cat?" he asks and you smile a little.

"i do, but not as much as you.." you tease and he chuckles

"well, i'm not denying that. she's super cool." he says. you smirk and nudge his shoulder which makes him chuckle again and smile widely.

"open the comic, i wanna read" you say, a wide smile on your face just like on his. he opens the comic and you two begin reading.

you keep reading in comfortable silence, not realising how close you two actually are, so close your shoulders slighly touch. you look at him and he's so into the comic he doesn't even realises you're staring, which is kinda adorable. you smile as you admire him, looking at his beautiful features. his soft, long hair you always adored, his ocean eye that you think is the most beautiful eye you have ever seen, his small, adorable nose, and his lips.. his soft looking lips. you really want to kiss those lips. you're getting so lost in your thoughts as you admire him, that you don't even realise when he turns his head to you. now you make eye contact with him and your heart skips a beat. he smiles. oh god, he noticed you were staring at him. you blush and look away quickly, burning from embarassment.

"y/n?" you hear him calling out your name softly as he tilts his head "are you okay?"

you look at him, your cheeks now all kinds of red and your heart beating out of your chest.

"h-huh? uhm.. yeah, fine.. why?" you ask nervously.

"well, you were staring at me" he says with a grin

"uhm.. no i wasn't.. i just.. uhm.. zoned out" you stammer a bit, a small blush already creeping on your cheeks as Carl stares at you with his blue eye

"you know, you don't have to hide anything from me, right?" *Carl says in a soft and comforting tone and he puts his hand on top of yours. your heart skips a beat and you look at him, your eyes shining, and he smiles at you. you nod a little and take a deep breath.

"i just...really...like you, Carl." you say quietly, looking down at his hand on top of yours. he leans his face a bit closer to yours and your cheeks heat up again

"i like you too, y/n" he says in a soft tone and puts his hand on your chin to lift your head up a bit. it almost takes your breath away and your cheeks are now beet red, your heart pumping so fast it could beat out of your chest. you glance at his lips, and he glances at yours. he slowly leans in, his hand still on your chin. you also lean closer, giving him a sign you want it too.

"you're so beautiful" he whispers as he brushes some hair out of your face, and then, he leans even closer, connecting your lips in a gentle, soft and loving kiss. both of you close your eyes, enjoying this moment. the softness of his lips, the gentle touch of his hand, his breath on your lips, his nose bumping slightly over yours, it all feels like a dream. but it's real. you're kissing carl grimes.

after a small moment, you both pull back, breathing a bit shallow and cheeks red. you two smile at eachother and you look away, shying a bit. he just chuckles slightly and turns your head gently to his

"i wanted this for so long, y/n." he confesses and you feel the butterflies in your stomach getting even stronger.

"me too." you whisper and he smiles again, leaning in to kiss your forehead gently.

after that, you two just look at eachother for a small while, savouring the beautiful moment you both waited for..

soo this the part 2 i hope it's okay because tbh i don't think it's that good💀 again, english is not my first language so i apologise for any mistakes. anyway i hope y'all liked it and if i have time and come up with some ideas, i'll write more! btw i don't know why but i can't comment on my own blogs so i can't respond to your comments and i don't know why so i'm sorry

#carl grimes x reader #carlgrimes #carl grimes x fem!reader #twd fandom #the walking dead #fluff #carl grimes fluff #fem reader

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rheegrimessupporter · 1 year

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why

can we take a minute to talk about how carls death was pointless. he got shot in the eye and yet he lived. HE SURVIVED THAT BUT COULDN’T FIGHT THAT WALKER. all because they didn’t wanna pay chandler.

#carlgrimes #chandler riggs #twd #the walking dead

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annahi-red · 1 year

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I like to think that after Ron's death, Carl still stood up for him and wanted to be with him, to be able to help him. But Carl knows he can't, because Michonne killed him. He won't blame Michonne, but it still hurts that she killed the only guy he ever liked. So on the worst days, Carl sneaks out of his room and into the Andersons' cold, abandoned old house. Carl locks himself in Ron's room and spends much of the night snooping through his things, or wearing his shirts that still had his smell... Carl wants to believe that maybe in another life, the two of them could be together the way Carl wanted. But it's just an illusion, because Ron is dead and apparently he hated Carl...

#Rarl #Twd #Ronanderson #Carlgrimes #Pete Anderson #Rick grimes #the walking dead #Carlxron #michonne hawthorne #rick grimes

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darylscvmdumpster · 9 months

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another life - carl grimes

warnings: BIG SPOILERS. s8, cute fluffy things at first, angst-ish, sad, sad, normal walking dead stuff, mentions of death, lots and lots of tears. 1.6k words

“where’s carl?” you asked michonne as you walked up the stairs of their porch. she looked like she was going somewhere.

“he’s upstairs. you need anything?” you smiled and shook your head. “no, just wanna see him.” she walked down the porch. “where are you going?” she didn’t answer she just kept walking.

i opened the door to the house calling out for carl. “carl.” i drug out the ‘l’ in his name. shutting the door behind me i made my way up the stairs.

“y/n?” he rounded the corner. your boyfriends face coming into view. “what’re you up to, pretty boy?” i smiled brightly at him. we went into his room. “i was just washing up.” he sat on the floor moving what looked like envelopes.

“i missed you.” i sat on his lap, straddling him. i threw my hands around his neck and pecked his lips. “i missed you too.” his hands fell onto my hips.

“you’re very pretty, y’know that?” he was always so sweet, no matter what’s happening. “shut up, grimes.” you said pushing yourself off his lap, causing him to wince.

“did i hurt you? i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to.” he shook his head standing up. “no, no you didn’t hurt me.” if i didn’t hurt him why’d he sound like he was hurt.

“come here.” i said reaching my hands out. he took my hands with a confused face. i took his shirt into my hand and started to unbutton it, he pulled back.

“what are you doing?” i tried to take his shirt back into my hands but he backed away again. “i wanna see if you’re hurt. you said i didn’t hurt you but you sounded like it hurt.”

he shook his head. “it’s just a scratch from a run, i’m fine.” he buttoned his shirt back up. “let me see it, please carl.” he sighed and unbuttoned the bottom of his shirt. lifting it to see a bandage placed there.

“that looks pretty big for just a scratch.” you carefully peeled back the bandage. you looked up at carl whose eyes were tearing up.

“carl.” he had a walker bite under the bandage. “why didn’t you tell me?” you looked up through your teary eyes.

“i didn’t want y’all to spend the last moments of my life treating me like i’m fragile.” i pulled him into a hug. “you should’ve told me, we could’ve spent all day doing your favorite things.” i pushed myself away from him and wiped my tears.

he was dying and he didn’t tell me, he didn’t tell anyone. if i knew this was time last time i would see him i would’ve done something special.

“i just didn’t want you, or anyone treating me differently.” i reached out and buttoned his shirt back up.

“you know me, baby. i would’ve treated you the same of you wanted me to. i wish you would’ve told me.” he wiped the tears from my eyes.

“i love you.” he kissed my forehead. “i love you too, carl. i will always love you.” i laid my head in the crook of his neck. we stayed like that for a while.

eventually we got into his bed, just laying there. “what were those envelopes?” you looked up at him. his finger’s tracing circles on your skin.

“letters for everyone.” the silence after that was all that i needed to know what was in the letters. “i’m gonna miss you, y’know.” he looked down at me. “your cute smile, the way you actually listen, brushing out your rats nest you like to call hair.” you pulled on a strand of his hair.

a weak smile tugging at your lips. “this isn’t fair.” your voice breaks slightly as you push his hair out of his face. “we were supposed to grow up together and get married and have kids.” he rubs your back as you cry in his arms.

you and carl grew up together. y’all were best friends since birth, then the apocalypse happened. the walkers crowded the streets and carl and lori came to your door. y’all have been together since then, never leaving each others side.

once y’all got to the prison that’s when y’all started to notice the feelings y’all had. you never acted on it until after you thought you were safe in alexandria.

you and carl had started dating shortly after y’all had settled down in alexandria. you’ve been even more inseparable after that.

“i know, life isn’t fair sometimes.”

we woke up at the sound of someone talking. it was way too loud to be just outside. we got up quickly and went outside to see what the noise was.

“negan.” he said before going around alexandria getting the people to the safe spot in the sewer.

“go y/n. you need to be with them when this all goes down, you need to be safe.” you look at him in disbelief. “no. no way! i’m coming with you, carl. no matter what you say.”

negan started to launch fire into alexandria. you and carl made it to the sewers and climbed in. carl wasn’t looking very good, he was burning up and sweating bullets.

as soon as you got in he sat down and leaned against whatever was closest. rick and michonne were down there and they saw this.

they came over and asked what was wrong. you looked away tears in your eyes. rick and michonne look at each other.

“i-i dont..” rick hesitated. “dad.” he shook his head and looked up at carl. “how..”

“dad.” carl cut him off once again. “it’s alright.” he took a breath before saying, “it’s gotta be.” carl eas holding back his tears. we all were.

“i wasn’t sure if you’d make it back before..” he stopped and panted. “but just in case y’know” he pulled the letters out of his pocket. “i wanted to make sure i was able to say goodbye.” he looks at me and i wipe one of my tears away.

rick shook his head. “no. it’s them. it’s them. they— they don’t..” he looks away. “it wasn’t..” he looks back at carl and michonne starts to cry. “carl.”

carl looks at his dad. “no.” rick says. “no.” carls eyes start to tear up. “i got bit.” his lips pressed into a thin line and he shakes his head. “i was bringing someone back. his names siddiq. we saw him at the gas station before…” his breathing becomes heavy. “it wasn’t the saviors.” he cries. “it just happened.”

rick looks down and you can hear the distant booming coming from above. michonne is shaking and i’m beside carl crying. “i got bit.”

everyone had exited the sewer and rick, michonne, carl and you had gone up to an empty building. they laid him on the floor and he was breathing heavily.

“thanks for…for getting me here.” he weakly said. “i’m sorry. i just.. i didn’t— i didn’t want you out there.” carl shakes his head. “no..no for getting me here. for—for making it so i could be who—who i wound up.”

his breathing became shallow and we all silently cried. i held his hand. “back at the prison…when we got attacked. there was a kid, a little older than me. he had a gun, he was— he was starting to out it down and then i—i shot him.” he shook his head. “and i..i just..i shot him…i think about him. what i did to him and how—how easy it was to just..kill him.”

rick tilted his head. “carl, no…no” he cries, “what happened, what you’d lost..” he cries. “all those things you had to..” he sniffles. “all those things you had to do..you—you—you were just—you were just a boy.” carl shakes his head. “and you saw it. what it did. how—how easy it got.”

“thats why you changed..why you brought those people from woodbury in..you brought them in, and we all lived together. we were enemies. you put away your gun. you did it so i could change, so i could be who i am now.” he cries softly.

“what you did then, how you— how you stopped fighting..it was right. it still is.” he shook his head. “it can be like that again. you can still be like that again.” his voice cracked.

“i cant be who i was. its different now.” carl took a big breath. “you cant kill all of em’ dad. theres gotta be something after. for you…and for them.” michonne looks at rick. “theres gotta be something after. i know.. you can’t see it yet..how it could be.” he swallows. “but i have..” carl describes the future that he sees for everyone.

“carl, it was all for you.” he frowns slightly. “right from the start. back in atlanta, the farm—everything i did, it was for you.” he repositioned himself. “then, at the prison, it was for you and judith. it still is, its gonna be. and nothing—nothing is gonna change that.”

he exhaled. “i want this for you, dad.” rick cried. “i’m gonna make it real, carl. i promise. i’m gonna make it real.”

carl silently sobbed and looked at michonne and then at me. “i love you.” i put a hand on the side of his face. “i love you too, y/n, we’ll be together again in another life.” a tear rolled down my cheek. i gave his hand a light squeeze and then everything went silent.

the last words i heard from carl. my world shattered to pieces that day, the world ended again.

DARYLSCVMDUMPSTER i cried making this. i am so sorry. i love carl and it literally broke my heart making this but i’m evil so the thought popped in my head. you should def. checkout my stories on wattpad (darylscvmdumpster) im not as active on there tho!

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carnidfanboywarrior705 · 1 month

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Then make it happen, Add Chandler and Katelyn on Season 2. Reprise their Roles as Carl and Enid in Rick's Dream Sequences and Follow the Carl-Sophia Comic Arc. Plain and Simple!

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Keeping Faith (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/365216455-keeping-faith?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=Ashy_28 "I have faith in you, in us." Rick Grimes x OC Slow burn Seasons 1- ?

SO so nervous to post this! My fanfic is out! Keeping Faith, a slow burn Rick Grimes book. With a hint of Shane Walsh! First two chapters are out and the 3rd is nearly done!!

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haiihellooo · 11 months

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Wdym? Lydia WAS in season 7, ya'll just forgot 🤨 She was there. It was confirmed. It's true

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kieraniamhh · 4 months

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my mannn😻

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zombiewhor3 · 1 year

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THE TALK

carl grimes x fem reader (season 5 era)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"i think it did"

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eeedc07 · 1 year

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Carl: dad?

Rick: no

Carl: i didn't even ask a question ye-

Rick: no need, answer is no.

#carlgrimes #carl #grimes #the walking dead #chandler #riggs #twd #chandler riggs #meme #rick grimes #rickgrimes #rick #carlgrimesmeme #rickgrimesmeme #twdmeme #memes

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Jealous Girl| Carl Grimes

Carl Grimes x fem!reader

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: you and Enid are both interested in Carl, so when you are forced to go on a run with her, you two have a little argument about him.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: none, maybe a bit of arguing? a bif o a sassy reader if that even counts.

you and Carl are best friends, since you two met. you are very close, have the same interests and everyone thinks it's cute that you two get along so good, except one person. Enid. you never really had a problem with her, but weren't her friend either. however, you knew that she has a crush on Carl, which made you a bit annoyed because you also started developing feelings for him, and you knew she's very jealous of your relationship with Carl.

one day, Michonne walked up to you as you were reading a book on a bench outside and asked you if you can go on a run. of course, you agreed, but then Michonne told you who you are coming with. Enid. you sighed and decided to go anyway, because you want to be useful for the community. so you got ready and went to the gates, waiting patiently for Enid to show up. when she showed up, you two exchanged awkward smiles and small "hello's", and decided to get going.

you two went to an old store, fortunately without any walkers nearby. you were busy looking for things that might be useful, but you noticed Enid is looking at you with a slightly weird, maybe even dirty look the whole time. finally, you decided to ask her.

"uhm.. Enid, do you need anything? you've been looking at me the whole time like i'm some kind of alien." you calmly say, looking at her. she looks back at you and her expression gets even more weird.

"i'm just wondering, what are you and Carl? friends? or more? do you have a crush on him?" she asks with a bit of a cheeky tone. you stare at her, a bit dumbfound. yes, you do have a crush on Carl, but you were too nervous to tell him. you sigh and look through a shelf with medicine.

"we're friends, but i do like him, yeah. and i know you like him too." you say softly, trying to be the calm and collected one, even if you already didn't like where this conversation is going.

"well.. i do like him. but we both know i have more chances with him. so maybe you should just back off." Enid says, getting even more cheeky and slightly aggressive towards you. your eyes widened, you always thought she was the calm type of girl. to be honest, it was quite funny because you spend a lot more time with Carl than her.

"uhm.. what makes you think that, Enid? i'm not gonna stop hanging out with my best friend." you say, now your tone sounding a bit more annoyed. you want to go to another shelf, but Enid stands infront of you, blocking your way. you look at her with your eyebrows slightly raised. what was she expecting?

"i'm better than you, and i'm gonna win him over. if you want, we can fight. i know he wants me, not you anyway." Enid says, which catches you off guard. she wants to fight? over a boy? damn. you keep your eyebrows raised, seeing the "intimidating" look on her face. you smirk a little.

"i'm not gonna fight over a boy, Enid. you can have him, if you're so desperate. he can make his own decisions. besides, my face isn't worth fighting." you say with a confident tone and then walk past her, your hair swaying as you do. she stares at you with a slightly shocked face.

the two of you don't exchange any more words on the way back home. you try not to worry, but maybe she does have more chances. what if she wins Carl over?

hello! this is my first fanfic ever and i'm kinda nervous about it. the ending is not that good, i'm sorry. but i was thinking to maybe make another part of this fanfic (?) english is not my first launguage, so i apologise for any mistakes. requests are open <3

#carl grimes x reader #carlgrimes #the walking dead #enid rhee #fem reader #carl grimes x fem!reader #carl grimes x you #fanfic #fluff #twd fandom #Spotify

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