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carlsworldsworld · 4 months

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Fren I don’t even watch Twd but pls anything with negan rick grimes or Daryl Dixon I beg

A/n: girl dw I got you I chose Rick and smut if that’s fine with you. Also this was written on my phone so I am so sorry abt the Grammer

Stress relief

Rick Grimes x fem!reader

Summary: You help out Rick when he needed some stress relief lucky for the BITH of you Rosita and Carl aren’t home.

When Ricks group first came to Alexandria you welcomed them all with a warm smile. When you first saw Rick you couldn’t keep your eyes off him you just couldn’t help it. You let your eyes wander down to his hands which were all veiny and you couldn’t help it as you clenched your thighs together.

“Y/N did you even hear me” You looked up at Jessie. “No what were you saying?” You asked looking at her as she rolled her eyes. “Rick, Carl, and Rosita will be staying with you because you don’t have roommates.” She said walking off before you could protest.

“Right this way” you said leading then to your house. The entire way there you could feel someone staring at you. You showed them their showers and rooms, once you were done you got into the shower.

It’s been six months since that day. You knew it was wrong because of how much older he was but you couldn’t help it your growing feelings for Rick Grimes.

( time skip to about 8 months after they met because I’m to lazy to write it all out)

Today was your day off, you got to lay back and relax. Rick had the complete opposite he was sent on missions then after that having guard duty, he envied you. Once he got home you looked at him from the couch “jeez you’re a mess” you paused “where’s Carl and Rosita?”

You looked at the door as if they were gonna walk in. “They’re at hilltop trying to help them with crops and kind of got stuck” Rick said walking over to the kitchen as he explained but before he could open it you stopped him.

“I don’t think so” you looked up at him “first take a shower and clean yourself up then you can eat” he rolled his eyes “fine” he walked upstairs and you went back to sitting on the couch. About 20 minutes later you hear the shower turn off. Rick walked downstairs with just a pair of pants no shirt.

You couldn’t help it as your eyes slid down his body biting your lip when you looked up at his face you saw he was already looking at you and you felt yourself blush. You couldn’t help but notice that he had shaved.

“Do you think you can cook? I practically cook like Carl” he said breaking the awkward tension in the room. “Yea sure I was about to cook dinner anyway” you said getting off the couch, you didn’t even notice when your pajama shorts slightly rose up exposing a tiny bit of the bottom of your butt cheek.

You felt Rick’s gaze on you as you walked into the kitchen. You felt Rick slide behind you going into the kitchen you couldn’t help but shiver. You felt his breath against your neck. “You know how long I’ve wanted to get you alone? Hm” he said pressing into your backside making your hip press harshly against the counter making you let out a small whimper.

He turned you around so you were facing him. “Rick wai-“ before you could finish Rick cut you off “if you want me to stop I’ll stop and just leave you here”

You bit your lip and then answered “then do it” as soon as you said his lips were on yours, picking you up and instinctively you wrapped your legs around his waist. He placed your butt on the island unbuttoning your pajama shirt and pulling it off.

As quickly as he started pulling off your shirt he pulled off his then the rest of both of your clothes. Before he did anything else he stopped to admire you. “You’re so beautiful Y/N” you blushed at his words. He walked between your legs kissing you again. Without warning he thrusted into you hard. Making you let out a loud moan of pain and pleasure.

He paused as he bottomed out his face buried in your neck letting out small moans and planting kisses on your neck. You were panting and letting out small whimpers into his neck as you were trying to accommodate his size.

He grabbed your face making you look at him “are you okay Y/N?” He looked at you with a bit of concern in his face. “I’m fine” you said giving him a small kiss and wiggling your hips urging him to move.

He pulled out almost all the way and then slammed back into you causing you to let out a loud moan throwing your head back. He started a ruthless pace his head dropped into your neck him letting out loud moans and you letting out whimpers and moans occasionally.

He let out a lewd moan as he felt you clench around him “fuck I’m close are you” he whispered in your ear speeding up “yes” you whimpered into his neck letting out a loud moan into his neck as you came Rick not far behind. He groaned loudly as he spilt himself into you to far gone to even realize what he just did. After cleaning you both up he lied down in bed with you cuddling up against you. Both of you falling asleep.

A/N: y’all I’m so sorry this is bad and kinda short I’ve never rlly written smut before so I am so sorry😭😭 also do y’all maybe want a part 2?

#rick grimes #rick grimes smut #Rick grimes fluff #twd x y/n #twd x reader #twd x you #rick grimes x reader #rick grimes x you #rick grimes x y/n #rick grimes x oc

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sinsandsweetness · 9 months

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queen pls post that gif u were talking about of daryl patting ricks stomach pls i beg

I’m squealing. They’re so cute. Look how Daryl checks him out n’ everything🤭😝 my heart exploded

#my babies #pookies #rickyl #💌 asks

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sodosshame · 1 year

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Can I stay with you?

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Reader

Warnings: Set around Season 9 (spoilers!!), no smut, just fluff/slight angst, maybe slightly ooc daryl?

If anyone has any requests, pls let me know! I love writing but never have any ideas lmao

Description: You go to visit Daryl at his camp, where he has been ever since Rick disappeared- and beg him to let you stay.

“hey stranger, how are you?”

Daryl turned away from what he was doing at the sound of your voice, his lips twisting up into a slight smile.

Making your way towards him, you opened your arms- non-verbally signalling for a hug.

“how’s it goin’?” he responded in his usual gruff voice, pulling you towards him and embracing you.

“eh, it’s been worse.” you muttered, pulling away from the man.

You follow him over to the campfire, sitting next to him on one of the logs.

“You got ‘ere at the right time, jus’ cookin’ up some dinner.”

You smiled at that, setting your bow and gun down on the ground. Looking over at him, you noticed just how long his hair had gotten since the last time you saw him.

“Y’know, you’ve got to let me cut your hair.” You chuckled as you said this, half joking- but mostly not.

“Yeah yeah, in the mornin’ alright?”

He paused briefly, looking over at you.

“that’s if yer plannin’ on stayin’ the night”

You smile back at him, nodding your head in agreement.

“if that’s alright with you, then yeah.”

He smiles back and stands up, looking around.

“There’s someone I want ya to meet…” he pauses briefly, looking around the area. You look up at him, raising your eyebrow in curiosity.

“DOG! Where ya at?” He yells out.

“Dog? Daryl-” You start to talk, but the sound of a dog panting stopped you. Looking behind you, you see a beautiful Belgian Malinois bounding towards Daryl.

“Good dog. C’mere.” He says sweetly, patting the dogs head.

Standing up, you feel a grin spreading on your face. You move forward then bend down, beckoning the dog towards you.

“Hey puppy, come here!!” you say excitedly, making a fuss of Daryl’s new companion. Daryl watches you as you do this, studying your face; and seeing the genuine happiness emanating from you.

Dog settles down and you go back to where you were previously sat, watching as Daryl cooked up whatever it was he had hunted earlier that day. He grabbed a couple metal bowls, spooning in the food. Once served up, he sat next to you and handed you a bowl.

“What’s the reason for yer visit then?” He questioned, eating a spoonful of his food.

“I missed you Daryl… and I can’t deal with it at Alexandria now- it’s not the same. I’m finding any and every excuse to go on runs but I keep having to go further and further away and I-… I can’t keep doing it, y’know.”

You sigh and look down at your bowl, not having anything else to say.

“Why d’ya think I’m out here and not back there? Trust me, I get it.” He replies, looking over to you then briefly pats his hand on your knee as a sign of comfort.

You shuffle closer to him, feeling your shoulder press against his. He moves his arm, slipping it around your waist as some sort of side-hug. You feel yourself leaning into him, his warmth making you feel properly safe for the first time in a long time. Staying in that position, Daryl rests his bowl on his knee and continues eating- not saying much else. You both sat in a comfortable silence until you finished your food and then a bit longer; you could feel yourself getting progressively more and more tired. After a while, you feel him look at you- your head now rested on his shoulder.

“Ya alright?”

He spoke in a gentle tone, his fingers tracing shapes on your lower back.

“Mhm… Daryl? Can I ask you something?” You ask, your voice sounding slightly slurred; purely because you were practically half asleep.

“Sure thing. Shoot.” He replies softly.

“Do- do you think I can stay with you?… Like, for however long you stay here?” You ask, unsure of how he would react. He didn’t say anything for a few minutes, clearly thinking it over.

“I ‘spose ya could, yeah.”

You picked your head up off Daryl’s shoulder and looked at him, making eye contact. You mutter a thank you under your breath and watch as his eyes flutter from your eyes to your lips and then back again.

Truth be known, you and Daryl had always had some kind of a connection; some sort of tension between you both had existed since you first met, all those years ago.

“Daryl, I-” You started talking, but were abruptly interrupted by his lips pressing against your own; his grip tightened on your waist and pulled you closer to him. He briefly pulled away, bringing his other hand up to caress your cheek.

“You don’t have any idea how long I’ve been waitin’ to do that, y/n.”

“I have a feeling that I do, Daryl.”

With that, you press your lips back to his, practically melting into his touch.

#daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon fluff #daryl dixon x y/n #daryl dixon x you #daryl x y/n #twd daryl #daryl dixon fanfiction #the walking dead #twd

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jasongracesluvr · 2 months

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Good morning Valgrace Nation *feeds you this like you’re a flock of pigeons*

Jason and Leo choir kid regionals au !!! also they share a bed and they’re awkward about it

give me more writing ideas please I’m begging

Also pls comment and kudos, I really appreciate it !! :]

#jason grace #valgrace #leo valdez #heroes of olympus #percy jackson #valgrace is real #valgrace truther #valgrace my beloved #valgrace fanfic #leo x jason #jason x leo #*to the tune of Good Morning Baltimore*#GOOD MORNING VALGRACE NATIIIOOOOONNNN

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mournmourn · 6 months

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I hope Tommy gave him more clothes… the loafers are still making me feel things. I wish he would wear the black shirt with the tie and the wide trousers. But also… Tommy knows Rick Owens. The SS24? Put shapes on that boy I’m begging

Okay but these would go really well with kä's whole look and the theme of being breathable?? The bottom right one is actually something i could see him wear one day. A twinning moment for them bc Tommy could rock the bottom right look too. Tommy pls hook him up with more eccentric fashion 🙏🙏

btw im on team loafers they work with the right accessories

AND i mean. Do i need to elaborate on this? Im 💯 sure he has this

#i get the feeling that kä wouldnt go to a fashion show so im burying those dreams but he def likes to play with dressing up #me and kä 🤝 wardrone consists half of clothes given to me or things that have ended up in my possession with no idea where they came from #ask #havssol #käärijä #tommy cash

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ghost-luvr · 2 years

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i wouldn’t even DREAM of touching a man irl. the thought of dating a dude makes my stomach crawl, but i would do the absolute most heinous things to Rick Sanchez. I would fold so SO fast. pls sir give me a chance i’m begging on my KNEES

#rick and morty #rick and morty comic #rick sanchez #rick and two crows #rick and morty season 6 #morty smith #pocket mortys #beth smith #morty #rick sanchez is so hot #i need him now

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hopelesslyromanticshark · 2 months

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Honestly giving Leo a girlfriend was sorta eh, like his chapters with Calypso felt forced and very "we gotta get the plot moving now" sorta, like him NOT having a partner makes more sense for his character in hoo

Like he's supposed to be the seventh wheel, the one that doesn't quite fit. He's the only one without a partner (excluding Nico because while he *was* apart of the quest he wasn't apart of the seven.) like even COACH HEDGE had a partner waiting for him. He's the one who doesn't fit, suddenly shoving a love interest in his lap felt like giving a character a gf because Rick could and Calypso was the only character he could use. (Also him using her to curse annabeth in one of Percy's chapters was clever but set up the whole Oh Percy forgot her and didn't keep his promise so now Leo can yet again fix the problem)

so so so so real. like he’s meant to be the 7th wheel, it’s his whole thing. you just slapped a girlfriend in his lap for god knows why and i’m just like…no, stop, im begging you not to do this to me pls 😃😃😃

#return to sender ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ

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valentinevibrations · 4 months

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@mod gaea, some begging/subby maccready smut pls if possible... With a female sole pls?

Mac is mouthy as fuck but it’s all for show

-Gaea

Diamond City felt like it was staring at them as Nora walked through its muddy streets with her hand in MacCready’s, but she couldn’t bring herself to care. She swung their arms instead, humming quietly as she reached her front door.

“You think Piper’s gonna make this headline news?” MacCready snorted.

Her cheeks flushed even as Nora turned the key in the lock, pushing the door open. “I- I really hope not?”

Her sniper squeezed her hand gently, closing the door behind him once they were inside and locking it. “Relax, Nora. I won’t tarnish you too bad.”

That made her snort, and she turned around to cup his face and kiss him, eyes fluttering shut. “You had manners just now,” she complained breathily.

MacCready was laughing between kisses. “Oh, you want me to have manners?”

Her lips moved to his throat, remembering how much he’d trembled. A surge of confidence filled her. “Yeah. I do.” Nora drew back. “You said- something about my, my thighs, MacCready. Show me.”

He let out a low, strangled noise and tilted his head back, let her dig her teeth in before they were kissing again, moving across the floor and shedding clothes. A trail of discarded boots and pants followed them to the stairs. Nora pushed MacCready onto his back on the bed, straddling his waist. His hands found her bra and unhooked it, tossing it aside. Gun-callused thumbs rolled at her nipples, a moan escaping her throat.

“RJ,” she breathed.

He groaned, and between hurried kisses the sniper reached a hand down and tugged off her panties. Nora tossed them aside, her fingertips skimming over the dusting of fair hair covering his bare chest.

“You said- thighs,” she reminded him.

“Yes, please, I wanna, I wanna eat you out so bad,” he panted, his hands finding her hips.

Nora kissed him one more time and then clambered up the bed, her thighs spreading wide either side of his head. Her hand found his hair, careful purchase seating her firmly over his face. MacCready let out a slow breath.

“How the f-frick are you so dang perfect everywhere?” he managed to ask. His lips brushed her inner thigh.

Nora gasped. “F-fuck, I, I’m not.”

MacCready’s mouth devoured her without warning, lips closing around her clit. Nora arched, her firm grasp on his hair keeping him in place as he sucked on the nub. Her voice filled the room, and her eyes fluttered shut at the relentless pleasure that rocked her bodily.

“Oh, RJ!” she gasped, heat flushing every inch of her.

It was almost a little too much, but Nora had been pent up since she realised MacCready was turned on only a little while earlier, and she was enjoying the sudden attention after so long without touch. The sound of his mouth made her ears burn, but any shame and embarrassment was washed away by ecstasy.

“S-so, good,” she panted, “RJ, s-so- you’re, you’re so, good!”

A whine escaped him as her nails scraped over his scalp, and as Nora bore down on his face, one of his hands moved to cup her breast. She felt the other shifting, and then against her left thigh she could feel his shoulder, a constant movement that gave her plenty of idea just what he was doing as he ate her out.

That feather-light, soft brush of tongue over her clit was what undid her. Nora shuddered through her orgasm as she cried out. Hot warmth rushed her, nipples sensitive under MacCready’s rough hand, and she felt his hand speed up beneath her as he tried to match the timing of her peak with his own.

“F-rick,” he breathed, “I’m- I’m gonna, fuck, fuck!”

Nora flopped down onto the bed beside him, a hand reaching out to wrap around his and squeeze the grip on his cock.

“Oh god, please!” MacCready whimpered, his throat bobbing.

“Good, good boy,” she whispered.

RJ came with a shout of surprise, blue eyes rolling up and closing as ropes of cum spurted across his stomach and coated his hand.

“Ain’t fair,” he panted as he slowed his stroke and finally stopped, laying boneless on the bed with cum covering his fist.

Nora laughed as she kissed his shoulder. “Mmm. You, you, um, sounded like you enjoyed it.”

“Hmph.” He turned to look at her. “You still cheated.”

Her fingers dragged along his scalp and curled into his hair. “Maybe, maybe a, a little.”

MacCready’s throat bobbed.

#anonymous #maccready #female sole survivor #robert joseph maccready #maccready x female sole survivor #female sole survivor x maccready #Gaea fic

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ughdontbeboring · 2 years

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Collide

Lloyd Hansen x Black Female Reader

readers worlds collide…and her past finally catches up to her

warnings: kidnapping, angst, cussing and Lloyd in that outfit above

Sidenote: guys, fuck I wanted to re post this after I first posted it but I felt bad bc people were already liking it and stuff so this is it again! Lol it’s me. I rushed to post it before and I have to re do posting it, I wasn’t feeling the rushed vibes. I will eventually delete the other so if you liked that one or reposted pls like this instead! 🤍 also have a part 2 planned!!

I don’t give permission for my work to be used anywhere in any form!

if you fucks with it show some loveeee

YN stirred, her body stretched and arched, she felt heavy, the kind of heavy similar to waking up after a surgery. When you have to fight just to open your eyes. It felt like a ton of bricks laid on top of her. Her one hand rubbed at her eyes as the other danced around trying to figure out what she was on. Her mind automatically registering she was on a soft surface.

Within moments her heart started to race as her memory came back to her.

Hours before

“Lloyd please tell me what’s going on” she begged into the phone she had been handed by the tall man in front of her.

It was only moments before when she walked into her loft apartment in Amsterdam��s canal district from her weekly visit to the Van Gogh museum that she found her place flooded with heavily armed men.

She went for her gun in the desk near the front door managing to shoot one of the men in the chest and leg before a man she recognized as Lloyd’s “acquaintance”, the closest thing he had a friend she ever meet, stepped into her line of sight. Hands up in mock surrender.

He told her he was going to hand her a phone that had Lloyd on the other end, while the wounded man complained about his leg. His vest saving him from a fatal shot.

“Sweetheart I need you to go with them” he told her calmly once it reached her ear.

He was watching from Croatia, he had to admit to himself he was proud she managed to almost kill one of them, they were some of Lloyd’s best men.

“No, not until I know what’s going on Lloyd!” She yelled into the phone. She was scared, she had no clue what was happening and she needed to make other calls before she just disappeared to wherever Lloyd was taking her. People who would worry about her.

He surely hadn’t disclosed all the information about what he did for a living to her.

She looked down at the gun in her hands as she realized she hadn’t been entirely truthfully to Lloyd either but she had her reasons. The rules she lived by that kept her safe.

“I’m sorry sunshine” He said bringing her back to the present moment.

Her eyebrows furrowed at his comment, before she felt the needle prick her neck and arms grab her body as her knees gave out while everything turned black.

Lloyd watched from his seat in his room countries away as her eyes fluttered close and her body went limp, falling into Rick’s arms.

“I’ll say this one more time because I enjoy saying it, anyone other then Rick touches her outside of saving her life, I’ll fucking send your hands home to your mother” Lloyd said smiling at the camera’s as he watched his men file out of her apartment.

Present

Her eyes snapped open as she took in the room she was in. It was stunning as the late afternoon sun or maybe morning? She wasn’t sure anymore, filtered through the curtains of the large windows. Definitely old, more then a century or two but we’ll taken care of with lots of modern updates. To her right was a set of computers and multi screens with a chair. Everything was black. There was a door open that looked like a bathroom and another open door that looked like a closet with clothes. At the foot of the bed was some clothes and towels. A cart with her favorite fruits and pastries stood not to far from the edge.

Lloyd she gritted out as she swung her legs over the edge of the bed to stand. She had to grab the bed post when her knees slightly bucked. She took a deep breathe as she took her time slowly waking her body up.

She made it to the stand alone tray when she looked down and noticed a note, a simple piece of paper folded and sitting on the plate. Her fingers ran over the smooth paper as she read the handwriting.

“I’ll be back in a few, stay put sunshine”

Her eyes were rolling before she could stop herself as she tossed the note down.

She didn’t bother changing her clothes as she headed to the door of the large bedroom she was in. Pulling the knobs the door sprung up.

There stood 2 men, one on each side of the door, both heavily armed.

One looked down at her before moving his hand to his walkie.

“Don’t you dare!” She said as threatening as she could. She didn’t want Lloyd getting a heads up that she was awake, she knew he’d come right away. She didn’t know where he was or what was going on but she needed a few minutes to try and process this.

Both men shared a look, clearly unsure about what to do now that she was awake.

“Take me to him”

When neither man started to move she scoffed and turned on her heel heading toward the middle of the long corridor that lead to another.

“Ma’am-“

“If you won’t take me to him, I’ll find him myself!” She yelled over her shoulder.

She had passed countless heavily armed men and women. With each step down the endless hallways her stomach dropped. This place was more fortified then Fort Knox. Everywhere she looked there was people armed, even out the window, helicopters and trucks and stations all armed. People roaming the grounds.

What the fuck was going on? Did the fucking world end and she didn’t know? Was there a zombies apocalypse? She shuttered at the thought, zombie apocalypse was her worse fear.

She needed to find Lloyd so she could find what what was going on. Some of the men and women gave her curious glances and some didn’t seem surprised by her at all.

She couldn’t miss the occasional glare of jealousy from both sex’s,she couldn’t blame them Lloyd was extremely attractive even with his porn stash. Her pussy clenched at the thoughts that ran through her head about how much he lived up to that stash. The man should’ve been a pornstar.

Focus YN! She scolded herself, she couldn’t let her mind wonder when the feeling something really bad had happened spun around her stomach like a roller coaster.

She came to a slow stop in front of a door More men were guarding, one of the men was Rick. She glared at him, still not ok with what took place before.

“Is he in there?”

He nodded yes, his left hand covering her path to the door and his right reaching for his ear piece. She had planned to wait while he contacted whoever, but when she heard yelling that sounded familiar she took her chance and ducked under Rick’s arm and pushed the door open as fast as she could.

She could hear Rick curse under his breathe as he came in after her.

She made it a few feet into the room and out of Rick’s grip when she noticed Lloyd’s familiar frame. The black sweater stretching over his broad back.

“What the fuck is it now” Lloyd yelled before he turned slightly on his heel to see who intruded in on his interrogation.

“Shit” He said under his breathe, he wasn’t used to the feeling that stirred in his stomach, she wasn’t supposed to be here, in this room, right at this moment.

If Lloyd was being completely honest with himself this wasn’t how he planned for this to go, for her to find out this way but there was no undoing what she walked in on.

Her eyes left Lloyd’s, dare she say surprised one’s, to see the man and young girl sitting on the bed. The young girl clutching onto him. It took her a moment to register what she was seeing.

Her sister Claire and Uncle Donald.

Her stomach dropped, what the fuck was going on?! Her uncles hands that were clutching the younger niece were bloody. Bruises littered his face.

It can’t be.

Lloyd wouldn’t.

Why?!

This doesn’t make sense.

“Now sunshine-“ Lloyd spoke as he slowly neared her, she looked spooked like a skittish horse that would run any second.

And she did, right past him, pushing past his out reaching arm. She basically threw herself into her families arms as they held onto her. Her sister clutched to her as she cried.

Lloyd bite his lip at the sting of her pushing past him.

“Oh honey I’m so sorry they go you too” her uncle whispered in her hair.

“Wha-what?” She asked confused with teary eyes. Who got her? He couldn’t be talking about Lloyd. What was Lloyd?

“Honey-“

“Alright that’s enough!” Lloyd yelled stomping towards them.

“Leave her alone!” Her sister yelled, holding her older sister tighter.

“Please tell me what’s going on-“

“He’s-“

“Let’s go sunshine” Lloyd said cutting her uncle off, while grabbing her arm.

Her uncle tried to push Lloyd away only to feel the end of Lloyd gun smashed into his skull. He felt the slight trickled of blood as the impact made him fall back into the bed.

“Lloyd!” YN yelled pushing his arm away from her as she went to aid her uncle.

Another sting Lloyd thought.

“He’s working for the government honey, he was going to kill-”

YN watched in horror as Lloyd’s fist came down on her uncles mouth, instantly blood started to pool in his mouth as he coughed and held his jaw.

“Lloyd!” YN screamed as her sister started to scream and cry.

“Let me go!! Let me go you fucking asshole!” YN yelled as she pushed at his arms.

“Can’t do that sweetheart, now let’s go” Lloyd said hosting her up into his arm. His arm had her hooked by her under arms pulling her backwards.

She kicked and screamed trying to get away from him.

“Calm down!” Lloyd yelled at her as he turned her towards him, holding her by her shoulders.

“No!” She yelled as her hand came across Lloyd’s face, the loud sound of skin on skin contact made the room go still. Everyone held their breathe as they watched for Lloyd’s reaction.

Lloyd could feel the heat rise up his neck, his breathe labored.

Lloyd’s rough hand shot out to grab her jaw, his hand squeezing her face as he pulled her closer to his own face.

Lloyd’s eyes roamed her face as he watched her struggle to pull away from him, her eyes finally reached his, full of tears as she stared at him.

Lloyd’s stomach turned, she looked scared of him and not in the way that turned him on.

If those fuckers would have done their job right this wouldn’t even be happening right now. Lloyd didn’t know if he had the self restraint to not kill his own men who royalty fucked this up for him.

“Fuck this” Lloyd gritted as he threw her over his shoulder.

“Put me down! Stop this right now Lloyd!” YN screamed as the tears fell. She still didn’t really know what was going on, what she did know is Lloyd had her sister and uncle held hostage and now everything about her and Lloyd’s almost 1 years relationship was put into question.

“Don’t touch her you crazy son of a bitch!” Her uncle yelled from the other side of the room.

Lloyd was getting tired of the old man. He could only hold his tongue for so long. A few minutes seemed to be the max.

He turned slight over the shoulder YN wasn’t on and smirked at the older man.

“Oh your a little late Unc, I’ve done nothing but touch her” Lloyd said matter a factly before smacking YN’s ass and jiggling it in his large hand.

“Lloyd!” She yelled as she squirmed in his arms while hitting his back.

“What baby? That was pretty PG for the little sis” Lloyd.

Lloyd winked at her uncle before turning and heading out the door while YN kept screaming “No” and “Put me down”.

“No one fucking does anything to them until I fucking say so, got it?” Lloyd asked Rick as he watched the women struggling on Lloyd’s shoulder.

He just nodding before Lloyd headed down the hallway back the way the young woman had came only minutes ago, so unaware of what was waiting for her.

#Chris Evans #lloyd hansen x yn #lloyd hansen #lloyd hansen x you #lloyd hansen x reader #lloyd hansen fic #lloyd hansen drabble #chris evans characters #lloyd hansen angst #Ughwrites #ughlloyd #Lloyd hansen x black reader

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theteasetwrites · 1 year

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Well I just watched episode 23. Here are my thoughts. 🥲

Spoilers for TWD season 11 episode 23. Don’t read if you haven’t watched it because some shit goes down.

Love that they’re all heading for commonwealth to fuck shit up

Ok I am actually pissed tf off about Daryl letting Judith come with them. Daryl she’s like 11 years old. Idc how “tough” she is, she should not be allowed to fight in a literal warzone where there are automatic rifles being shot at your people. I absolutely HATE how they’ve written Daryl to allow that. They’re making him make such a stupid ass decision that I feel like he would never make (another OOC moment because the writers don’t know Daryl as a character anymore). Daryl makes stupid decisions sometimes, but this is beyond stupid. Daryl, I know you would be a better parent than that and yet they’ve written you like you have the common sense of a potato

Also Judith begging to go with them all the time is so annoying to me like girl you are a literal child know your place read the room and stop trying to be an adult it’s just annoying at this point we get it your parents were Rick and Michonne pls shut up about it🙄

Hi when am I supposed to start caring about Annie or her and Negan’s stupid unborn baby I think I missed the memo

NOT LYDIA. NOT LYDIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. I gasped. When I tell you I sat up in my bed at 3am and GASPED. I love Lydia so much. But at least it was just her arm and Aaron was with her and helped amputate, but still. Also when Aaron said “you are so loved Lydia” 🥹 I love this man so much you don’t understand he is actually the best character right next to Daryl don’t @ me I’m right also I cared more about Lydia than I did Judith in this ep 🫣

I hope Elijah and Jerry make it in the herd, but tbh I am not going to get my hopes up because they are both fair game at this point unfortunately 😔 who is going to take care of Jerry’s 20 kids

I love that Mercer is helping them out now! He really is a great character I think. It’s just so frustrating that he got snitched on but you know what they say about snitches

Ezekiel pls you don’t have to be nice to Negan it’s ok (I love him for that tho, we stan a bigger person) also if they kill Ezekiel I will stab someone anyway

I really really hope Rosita finds her baby. I wonder why Coco wasn’t at Alexandria like the other kids??

Connie is so sweet to that guy idk his name but you know. That guy. Too bad he DIES

Oh yeah and Judith gets shot. Um so I am not a big Judith fan at all so like obviously I am slightly sad but also… I mostly just care about how Daryl is going to deal with it because he is totally going to blame himself (as he should bc WHAT DID YOU THINK WOULD HAPPEN BESTIE 😭). Daryl has lost so many people and he always blames himself for it and idk it just really bothers me that they’re doing this to him AGAIN like let my man have ONE DAY where someone’s death isn’t indirectly his fault and/or affects him greatly. We don’t even know if Judith is gonna die but yeah it’s not looking good. I mean they’re not going to get great medical care in the middle of a full-blown war AND a walker attack (with the advanced updated DLC version of walkers thrown in too)

I honestly don’t care that much if Judith dies but I also don’t want Daryl to have to deal with that because DAMN he is going to be devastated he has lost so much man it’s really not fair. I think he has suffered more than any character on this show and I don’t think it is controversial to say that because just considering the sheer amount of shit he has dealt with and seen is insane. I would say he is going to need therapy after this but apocalypse 😔

But also Daryl you dumb bitch lol ofc this was going to happen you should have never let a CHILD into a WARZONE you big himbo

I’d still give him a blowjob tho he’s gonna need one after this

Anyway

Also Pamela suck the fattest cock you are such an asshole I hate you and I can’t wait to watch you die I hope Daryl kills you too 😘

Ok that’s all I think?? Idk this episode was a whirlwind. I am scared for the next one (esp since Daryl is laying on the ground?!?! HELP)

#twd spoilers #TWD season 11 #the walking dead

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the picklot.

A/N : this is all @starstuckwastelanddog fault. but *reddit voice* to be fair, you have to have a very high IQ to understand this one. but irl you can either don’t take it seriously, or be one hell of a boss and just do.

“Wait – wait –!”

To say, that Jerry had a shitty day was the same as saying nothing. This was beyond his usual limit. Even for him, it was a bit too much. Not only was it the day, when he finally had enough and wanted to file a divorce, but it was the day, when Rick crossed the line on what was okay and what wasn’t.

Or well, he had crossed it many times prior, but this was just ballistic on his part!

He had listened to Jerry’s endless tirade, watching him packing his stuff in silence, and then randomly turned him into a pickle. And then right after that, if this wasn’t enough of a humiliation already, he just left him here, like it was some sort of ‘timeout corner’, where Jerry should have reconsidered his position on his decision or something like that. But it was just —

It wasn’t even the worst part. No. Of course, not. Why would it be this easy, right? Shit had only hit the fan, when some sort of weird looking Rick’s double had emerged out of nowhere, and upon looking at him, thought that he could make a good breakfast! Jerry was both shocked and terrified.

“Wait, I’m – I’m alive!” Jerry screamed, unable to do literally nothing, as he had no ability to move. “I’m sentient!”

“Yeah, I know.” the Rick clone or whatever he was said, looking at him with the same fucking relaxed expression as before. “A divorced pickle or – uurp - or something.”

“I’m not a divorced pickle! I had just told you – waaait!” he hated how well he could feel the other man’s breath along his surface, it was positively unnerving. It might sound hilarious to someone, but the possibility of being eaten alive was beyond terrifying. Because if Jerry could feel his breath, he sure as hell would feel his teeth.

“Lisen’ maaan, I’m hungry and you’re a food.” the old man pointed at him, explaining in that annoying tone, Rick at times used with him as well. Like he was stupid. “This is natural w-uuurp-world order.”

Jerry frowned, or well, he thought that he did, but darn. What was wrong with this man!? Was he blind or deaf!?

“I’m human!” he attempted once again, only to be met with snort. “I – I was human, I mean.”

“Yeaah, but you’re not one now.” the old man pointed out, opening his mouth as if in threat. “So bottoms up!”

“N-no!” he most likely didn’t have a heart in this body, but if he had one, it would have dropped into the lowest part of his body…his form…? “Please d-don’t!”

He felt teeth first and boy, was it horrifying. There weren't any flashes of his life behind his eyes or even anything coherent inside his brain, or whatever he had instead of it, but one thing was clear: he was about to get vored.

It was a sick irony in making.

“I’m soorry!” Jerry continued, feeling that it was his last chance to get some kind of cosmic forgiveness. “I – I didn't mean to google what vore was! I wanted to – I wanted to type in the Lord of Ring’s lore, I swear! Pl –”

The old man licked him, and Jerry stopped all together, growing quiet as the other male made a confused noise.

“It’s weird, when you talk.” he told Jerry, for a second pulling him out of his mouth. “Wh-when you talk – urrrp – it’s like a vibration.”

Jerry dared to hope. “So…you won’t eat me?”

Their eyes met, and Jerry made his best impression of begging for his life with his facial expression alone. It seemed like it might have worked, but –

“Naaah.”

“Ahhhhgghh!”

This is it. That’s how he will die. Because he wanted to divorce Beth, and Rick was so stoned, that he thought that turning Jerry into a pickle as revenge was the great answer to the problem at hand. Why he was even against it was past Jerry’s level of comprehension. He thought, that Rick wanted him out!

He wasn’t sure how he pictured it going. Or would he be able to scream or talk, if the old man decided to bite off the half of his body, but being sort of shoved inside someone’s mouth, and just sort of — well, he was feeling weird now. But not fully bad.

Jerry didn’t had time to examine his feelings on the matter, when the outline of teeth sunk in just a bit, and he let out a moan, but oddly enough not of despair or terror.

“....?”

The old man paused, while Jerry merely bathed in a sharp sensation of pleasure. It wasn’t close to anything, that he had ever felt before. It was so … thrilling!

“Ahh…”

“Wtf…dude…?” Rick’s double mumbled, still not pulling Jerry out of his mouth. “Wh-what the fuck?”

“Y-you can eat me.” Jerry offered, since it wasn’t even all that bad anymore. And he won’t have to talk with lawyers or file a divorce, or have to sit with long conversations with his kids, explaining to them how it’s not their fault, but also kinda are. “It’s – this feels nice.”

There was a moment of consideration, but instead of biting a good chunk of him off, the old man finally released Jerry, keeping him between his fingers, not minding the large amount of saliva, that was dripping off him.

“Huh.”

“Wha – but you wanted to eat me!” Jerry didn’t mean to sound this whiny, but it was even worse, than before, now when his mind wasn’t clouded, he realized just how weird this whole thing was. Begging his father-in-law to eat him. H Chris.

“Are you – “ Rick’s double tilted his head a bit to the side, giving him a critical look. “Are you just as — urrrp – this big of a weirdo as human too?”

“I’m – uhh – I don’t know?” Jerry stummered out, returning back to his previous position and wanting to live, even after this 90 level of humiliation. “Yeah?”

“Okay, th-then. Y-you can –” the man belched so loud and hard, that Jerry thought that he might choke on his own drool. But he recovered. Like Ricks always do. “I’ll help you out. Good ole grandpa here will – will — uurrrp – save your sorry ass for free.”

“But ah – wait –”

“No time for waiting, it’s time for – urrrp – for de-pickeling.”

Jerry found himself sitting on the table, touching his body in both surprise and relief. He was – it was human!

“Oh gosh…”

He never thought, that he’d be this happy to be back to normal, be it slightly overweightness or not, but it was his body. And he could move.

Unsurely, he lifted his eyes, watching the weird Rick standing there and casually rotating whatever blaster he used to turn him back to normal. It didn’t look like anything, that he saw his Rick having either. A different technology?

“Thanks, uhhh — Rick?”

“Dick.”

Jerry stared at him for a second too long. “What?”

“My name is – urrrpP – it’s not Rick.” the man pointed at himself with a toothy smile. “It’s Dick.”

“Oh, that’s –” Jerry coughed into his fist, feeling awkward. “A cool name?”

“I know, bro.” the older man laughed, pointing past his waistband. “It’s preeetty teeling, if you caught my – urrrp – my drift.”

“Oh ummm.”

“I have a big dick.”

“Okay…that’s great, yeah.” the silence settled between them, but Jerry couldn’t help, yet shifted nervously as Dick continued watching him. “So you –”

“Say, a divorced pickle –”

“It’s Jerry.”

“A divorced pickle Jerry?”

“No.” Jerry groaned, massaging his nose bridge. “Just Jerry is fine.”

“Sure, just – urrrp – just Jerry, how do you like to be my companion?”

“Wha…?”

“Y-you wanna travel with me?” Dick rephrased, pulling out a bottle of wine, which immediately made Jerry panic.

“Hey, it’s Beth’s!”

She would be mad, if she found out, that someone had been going through his stash. But maybe, it wasn’t all that important anymore.

“Cool.” Dick glanced at the bottle, and took a long sip from it, clearly not caring. “So what it’s – so what do you say, J-urrrp-jerry?”

Jerry pushed himself off the table, taking a step closer, and looking around him as if something might have helped to make an argument, why he should refuse the offer.

“Companion as in – like in the Doctor Who?”

Dick gulped down some more of the wine, before nodding his head, wiping his mouth with his arm. Careless and familiarly callus. “Y-yeah, that – urrrp - that the thing. We're gonna be traveling just like in a — uurrrrp – like in the Doctor Who. Y-you can be my R-uuurp-rose or whatever.”

“Oh.”

Jerry rarely went on adventures with Rick, and even then, it wasn’t fun. Usually, it was just stressful. And then, Rick also was an asshole to him the whole time, when they were there and –

“Okay.” he forced himself to say, before he found dozens of reasons to say no. “I’ll go with you.”

“Nice choice, man.” Dick saluted to him, before opening the portal. It looked like all the other portals, that Jerry ever saw. Typical Rick’s portal. He wasn’t sure what he expected.

Though, a small nagging worry, still bit at his heels. He was about to leave it all behind, after all.

“But - aaah – my family…”

“Rick d-uuurp-divorced you, while you were a pickle, so y’know….” Dick attempted to sell this as an argument, but honestly, Jerry was sort of tired of this pickle nonsense.

“He didn’t – okay, whatever. You know what?” he shook his head. “It doesn't matter. They would have taken this chance without even caring about what I would have thought about it.”

“Probably, yeah.” Dick supplied, finishing up the bottle with another burp and then dropping it on the floor, like Rick would have done, no doubt. “From what I’ve seen – urrrp – your family sucks, Jerry.”

It was hard to disagree with him, so Jerry didn’t. Instead, he took a deep breath and steeled himself for whatever was awaiting him on another end of the portal.

“I’m – I’m ready.”

If there could have been some kind of inspirational music to fit this moment with, then it surely would have been completed.

“And about th-that vore thing -”

Jerry nervously glanced at him, almost forgetting what caused this meeting to begin with. “Uh, let’s not talk about it.”

“Yeah sure. But…urrpp. No, but I mean a – a Lord of Ring’s vore? Wow, just wow, you – urrrppp - you must be one hell of a psycho, Jerry.”

“Lore!” Jerry protested. “I’ve searched the lore, not vore! It was a typo!”

“Sure it was, y-you — “ he hiccuped, roping an arm around his tense shoulder. “Y-you kinky fuck.”

“Oh come on!”

“But it’s time for Dick and J-uurp-jerry’s adventure, babe!” Dick announced, like they were on a tv show. “Let us vore right in!”

“Seriously?” Jerry huffed. “How long will you make fun of me for this?”

“Dunno. For a -- uuurrrp -- forever?”

Jerry was almost starting to think, that it was all a mistake, but he was dragged into the portal. And after that, he had no time to think about much else, but what was awaiting him ahead.

It most likely will be dangereous, but not more so, than living with his crazy father-in-law or awful wife. The universe was a truly chaotic place, and for once, he was the one, who decided to met it head on.

It felt like a start to something big.

#jerdick #sometimes i just do smth like that yeah #ficlet #weird themes ahead #but tbh for rnm universe this is pretty standart lol #not beted

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