#Abraham Ford oneshot

[mysticalmallard]

Left and Found

Pairing: Abraham Ford x Fem Reader

Word count: 292

Description: Abe finds a lost woman in the forest

Warnings: none?

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Abraham stood on the edge of the forest, surveying the area around him. In the distance, he spotted a figure struggling to make their way through the dense undergrowth. Abraham hesitated for a moment, knowing that the safest choice would be to keep moving and ignore the stranger's plight.

But something tugged at his conscience, and with a weary sigh, he began to make his way through the forest towards the figure. As he got closer, he realised that it was a woman who was struggling to move due to something wrong with her foot.

Abraham approached the woman cautiously, scanning the area for any signs of danger. “You all right?” he asked, his hand resting on his hatchet.

The woman looked up at him, her face etched with pain and exhaustion.“I think I twisted my ankle,” she said, gritting her teeth against the pain."My friends left me here said i was too slow"

"Your friends just left you here?" Abraham asked incredulously, kneeling down beside her to take a closer look at her ankle. "Why the hell would they do that?"

"I don't know, they left yesterday and took my bag said they needed more than me"

Abraham shook his head in disbelief, gently touching her swollen ankle.

"Bastards. They left you here defenseless and alone?"

The woman nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. "I don't know what to do. I can't walk on my ankle and I don't have any supplies to sustain myself."

Abraham was torn. He knew he should keep moving, but the thought of leaving this woman alone and desperate tugged at his heart. "Alright," he said with a sigh, "I'll stay and help you. But first, let me figure out something to wrap that ankle."

[carlmipololo]

Guess.

Carl Grimes x fem!reader

Smut, oral sex f!receiving, fingering, car sex, semi public(? clothed eating out and all that jazz. Based on Guess by Charli XCX and Billie Eilish.

Sexuality was something you hadn't explored much, but if you knew something it was that girls were definitely your treat, not that guys weren't attractive to you, but there was something way more appealing about women than men to you.

You had told this to your best friend, except you decided not to let him know about the guys, the young Grimes was accepting of you, how could he not be? You were his best friend, but the disappointment was inevitable for him. Everyone knew, everyone except you, who was oblivious to Carl's obvious interest in you, he was pretty hormonal, and you were pretty, oh hell, he'd be lying if he said he didn't think you were the hottest girl around for him. He'd be lying if he said he had never found himself with his hand down his pants after letting his mind linger on the thought of you bending down to pick something up way longer than it should.

Carl was a hormonal mess. And so were you.

Going on runs was something you did pretty often, and while you waited for Rosita, Tara and Eugene in the van Carl and you came up with something to keep yourselves entertained.

"Okay, so, guessing each other's underwear color? Sounds easy." Of course it was easy, Carl would never suggest something he knew he couldn't win easily.

"Yeah, pretty easy, right? Take your guess, ladies first." He says, trying to keep a straight face, to not let his lips curve up in the cocky grin he was holding back, trying not to give himself away.

You hummed while thinking, you had seen the color of the elastic on Carl's boxers before, it couldn't be that hard, right?

"I'll go with grey. Are they grey?"

Carl chuckled as he shakes his head, amused. "Nope, try again."

After your fair share of tries and repeatedly getting it wrong you were done, letting out a frustrated huff, which was just amusing him even more, a big grin plastered on those pretty lips of his, you had to admit, he was hot when he acted this cocky, but he was also annoying.

"Okay Carl, then why don't you guess the color of mine?"

That was all he wanted to hear, he took his time, leaning in closer, his hot breath against your skin as he whispered in your ear. "I don't have to guess the color of your underwear, I saw it as soon as you sat down."

You gasp, your breath stuck in your throat as soon as he says that, his attitude finally making sense, you wanted to be angry, of course you did, but you couldn't help the way his demeanor and closeness was making you hot, you couldn't help the way your panties sticks to your aching pussy as your slickness wets them.

"What color are they then?" Your voice was way shakier than you intended, and Carl was enjoying it, his hands trailing their way up your thighs. Was he being way too impulsive right now? Of course, he knew he was. Were his hormones allowing him to stop and think it through? Hell no.

"Pink lace, quite pretty by the way... I know you like girls but..." His soft lips brush against your ear, pressing a kiss to your jaw. "You know I'd hit it, right?"

His voice is soft and husky as he says that, his hands sneaking under the hem of your shorts, feeling the warm skin, his lips trailing down to your neck, you couldn't help it, you wanted him to keep going, and the way your hands were gripping at his flannel gave it away.

"Carl...?"

He hums softly in response, his lips latched to your neck, soft kisses and occasional suction that drew pretty moans out your lips. "Want me to stop?"

Your head shakes almost frantically, not wanting him to stop at all, his grin widens against your neck as he lets go of your thighs, one of his hands moving your shorts to the side, his fingers finding your clothed clit, rubbing tiny firm circles over it, earning a myriad of moans from you, already sensitive and responsive.

He can't bite back the smirk on his lips as he lets go of your neck, his lips finding yours quickly, his mouth devouring yours, tongues dancing with each other as he slides his fingers under your wet underwear, sliding a finger inside you. Basically devouring every single moan he coaxes out of you, a second finger adding shortly after as he pumps them in and out, his thumb rubbing over your bundle of nerves to add to the feeling even more.

Carl sucks on your tongue gently, breaking the kiss and taking his fingers out as soon as he senses you're getting close, gummy walls clenching around his fingers continuously. "Why did you stop?" Your voice is breathless and shaky, and he loves he's the cause of it, he shows you the two fingers he previously had inside of you, his tongue sticking out of his mouth as he licks them clean, drunken by the taste of your juices. "So fuckin' good, I need to taste you for real."

The cowboy quickly makes his way down to your legs, kissing at your thighs and nibbling on them gently as he props your legs open and over his shoulders, wet lips and tiny love bites being imprinted on your inner thighs as he finally faces your clothed pussy, he takes in the scent, so tempting, he's the hardest he's ever been, but he tries brushing it off and focus on you, his hand moving the shorts away, but he leaves you panties in place, admiring the wet patch on them that makes the baby pink fabric slightly translucent, drawing out the outline of your folds.

"M'gonna make you feel good, pretty girl."

His voice is husky as he leans into you, pressing a soft kiss over your clothed clit, making you jolt as a shiver runs down your spine, he holds your hips down with his hands, a low laugh from him rumbling through your folds as he starts making out with your clothed cunt, tongue lapping at the fabric that sticks to you, now wet in your slickness and his spit, the feeling is enough to have you gaping, gasping for air as he pleases you over your clothes, hands reaching for his hair as you watch the windows of the van fog lightly, back arching slightly as your cheeks become reddened and eyes look glazy.

Carl decides to finally give into his own temptation, moving the panties to the side and finally tasting you fully, his tongue tracing a line up your slit before he starts lapping at your wet cunt relentlessly, making your eyes roll back as you tighten your hold on his hair, mumbling sweet nothings into the air as you whimper in a way that makes Carl almost come in his pants as he hears you, loving the way you taste on his mouth.

"C-Carl, I'm close..."

His tongue keeps moving as you say that, sucking gently on your clit, knowing that he wants to make a mess out of you, to make you come undone under his touch in such a way you will never want anyone else to do those things to you, so he quickly inserts his two fingers again, curving them up to search for your G spot, finding it easily as you almost scream the moment he presses on it, shaky hands tugging at his hair, he continues eating you out like it was his last chance to do it ever, enjoying every single second of it as he fingers you, coaxing your walls open each time you tighten around him, knowing you're about to cum in his mouth.

"C'mon pretty girl, come for me."

He whispers and quickly dips his tongue back into your folds, relishing in the feeling of your body squirming and arching under his touch as you finally come hard, a loud moan leaving your lips as you close your eyes, mind completely blank, Carl is quick to drink your juices, the ones he earned with his own mouth and fingers, he gently takes his fingers out of you and fixes your panties and shorts back to normal, smiling at how fucked out you look, so pretty because of him.

"The color of my underwear, the ones you couldn't guess, wanna find out later?"

"Bet."

He smiles at you, leaning in for a quick kiss, making you look presentable again before the others return, sitting back straight again as the rest of the little group gets back inside the van, Tara looks back at you both, smiling, "Did you guys get bored waiting? It took us longer than we thought." Carl shakes his head quickly, a satisfied smirk on his face. "What did you do to entertain yourselves?"

"A little guessing game, it can be way more entertaining than you think."

I'm dead

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[justanoasisimagines]

I don’t want to sleep alone - Preference-Set A

Warnings; Mentions of anxiety and past trauma, typical canon violence. Requests are open! Guidlines are pinned at the top of my page A/N; Part two will be up in a few days! So if you don't see your favourite character here, they might be in Part 2 Credit to @cafekitsune for the divider and banner

Rick Grimes; The two of you nearly died after an encounter with the Saviours. Both of you are dragging your feet, both physically and mentally exhausted. When you turn to head towards your bed for the night, Rick stops you. He te;;s you he nearly lost you today and he doesn't want to sleep without you. Taking hold of his hand, you ask him which bedroom. He leads you toward his room because in Rick's opinion, your bed is like sleeping on concrete.

Abraham Ford; Ever since the two of you started getting serious, Abraham began to fear losing you. It comes from losing his wife and children. One thing is for certain he refuses to let that happen. This leads to Abraham asking you if you want to stay the night or insisting you two sleep close to each other for safety. Abraham wants to hold you close to reaffirm your there. It does begin to ease his anxiety when you agree.

Shane Walsh; It's you who tells Shane you don't want to sleep without him. The new world is ferocious, unpredictable, and deadly. Shane has adapted to the new world quickly, without question. So it makes sense for the two of you to share a space. Shane accepts because he doesn't like the idea of you being so far away from him when anything could happen.

Father Gabriel Stokes; Before the dead rose, Gabriel couldn't imagine sleeping with anyone whom he hadn't married. It was a sin in his eyes. The realization death is around the corner for anyone forces Gabriel to realise he doesn't want to miss out on these experiences with you. Gabriel eventually picks up the courage and expresses his feelings, you made sure he's adamant before agreeing.

Merle Dixon; Merle doesn't want to sleep without you. For a couple of reasons; one he doesn't like waking up alone. He wants to wake up with your bodies pressed together. Secondly, if Merle was being completely honest with himself, he doesn't trust anyone in Woodbury, There's no way in hell someone's going to hurt you while he's around. He'd gladly die trying to protect you.

Luke; Luke doesn't want to sleep without you. He feels like it's the next natural stage within your relationship. Living together, sharing a bed etc. Luke is grateful the two of you have found each other. It's only natural he wants to progress your relationship as normal as possible. For Luke, sharing a bed feels like the next step.

Siddiq; Siddiq is shaken from his encounter with the Whisperers. He's never been more terrified of dying before. He's struggling to adapt back to real life, constantly dealing with nightmares When you make the suggestion, Siddiq agrees. He'd thought he'd never see you again. He considers your warm embrace will help him sleep through the night again

Eugene Porter; Eugene is taken aback when you tell him you don't to sleep without him. He can't fathom why you would want to share a bed with him. His reaction is adamant, of course, he does. The entire interaction is awkward, soft and endearing as you both decide who's bed to share.

Benjamin; Benjamin never expected to fall in love. Never expected to find someone in the apocalypse, but he has. He's lying in bed one night, tossing and turning, struggling to sleep. His feet instinctively head him in the direction of your room. When he knocks, you are half asleep. He blurts out he doesn't want to sleep alone. You reply by opening the door wider and allowing him in

Beta; Beta insists you don't sleep alone. Living outside with the Whisperers is dangerous, there's danger at every turn. Beta hasn't cared in the past. When you two get together. things change. Suddenly, he's scared to lose someone. There is someone in his life that he wants to protect. So he insists you two sleep side by side.

Theodore "T-Dog" Douglas; When everyone's sorting out sleeping accommodations in the prison. You surprise him when you tell him you don't want to sleep alone. T-Dog immediately goes in search of a comfortable place for you to sleep. It's nice at the end of the end of the day, to know he's going to fall asleep with you in his arms.

Alden; You and Alden are sitting together reading, your eyes drooping, struggling to stay awake. Alden makes the suggestion you go to bed. However, you refuse telling Alden you don't want to sleep without him. Alden smiles, he truly adores it when you're sleepy and completely honest. Alden replies with you don't have to. Alden leads you up to his room.

Justin; Justin doesn't want to sleep without you through jealousy. He doesn't like the way Daryl's been staring at you. He wants to remind everyone, especially Daryl who you come back to after your day has finished. Who keeps you warm on those cold nights

Noah; Things are always tense in the hospital. There's always some politics going around. Noah's favourite part of the hospital is you. You two are hanging out, when Noah brings it up. He doesn't want to sleep alone, because its time he could have spent with you. The sentiment is sweet and when you agree, Noah asks you which side you prefer.

Jerry; You come to Jerry in the middle of the night, tears running down your face, pain-stricken. Immediately Jerry opens up his arms, embracing you. Jerry sets into consoling you. The world is harsh and cruel and even the strongest people break. When you tell Jerry, you don't want to sleep without him, he tells you you don't have to because he's right here.

Axel; Axel struggles to get accustomed to the harsh reality of the world. You are the best thing to come out of it. Companionship, patience, love. So when you come into his cell asking to sleep with him, he scoots to the side, pulling back the blanket. He tells you, you don't have to ask. He'll protect you from the nightmares.

Gareth; Axel struggles to get accustomed to the harsh reality of the world. You are the best thing to come out of it. Companionship, patience, love. So when you come into his cell asking to sleep with him, he scoots to the side, pulling back the blanket. He tells you, you don't have to ask. He'll protect you from the nightmares.

Micheal Mercer; Micheal is always busy. He takes the job seriously because it's important. However, sometimes he can feel like he's not spending enough time with you. It's why one night, he decides to ask you, to stay. He tells you, he doesn't want to go to bed alone anymore. Not when he can fall and wake up to something beautiful

Negan; Negan smirks when you tell him you don't want to sleep alone. He's been waiting for you to come to him. He didn't want to put any pressure on you, but he's been wanting to share a bed with you for a while. In Negan's mind, it's another way to be close to you. An excuse to feel your body against his.

[alyssaswrld999]

Why Me?/Masterlist:

Sky Rhee is one of Rick's best fighters at Alexandria. She also is Glenn Rhees sister and she likes to keep to herself most of the time and she's always distant. Sky always looks down upon herself and doesn't think of herself as an important person. Daryl takes a notice to the way she acts about herself.

Chapter 1: Why Did This Happen To Us?

Chapter 2: Ready Spencer?

Chapter 3: Glenn? Abraham? This can't be happening.

Chapter 4: Daryl? (Still writing)

Chapter 5:

Chapter 6:

Chapter 7:

Chapter 8:

Chapter 9:

Chapter 10:

Chapter 11:

Chapter 12:

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I DONT WRITE FOR X F! READERS UNLESS A FRIEND OR MUTUAL REQUESTS. DONT ASK FOR X F! IN REQUESTS PLEASE .ᐟ

SCREAM

BILLY LOOMIS

⟡ ݁₊ . (series: his gaze) part one ★ part two (m!)

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - a killing heartbreak (gn!)

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HAIKYUU!!

KUROO TETSURŌ

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - the morning after (gn!)

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THE WALKING DEAD

ABRAHAM FORD

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - fighting together! (gn!)

MICHONNE GRIMES

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - healing wounds (gn!)

RICK GRIMES

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - rescued by the sheriff (m!)

NEGAN SMITH

⟡ ݁₊ . (drabble) - kitchen romance (gn!)

GLENN RHEE

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - finding eachother (m! brother)

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RESIDENT EVIL

LEON S. KENNEDY

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - rescue (gn!)

⟡ ݁₊ . (drabble) - Harmonies (gn!)

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - Partners in crime (m!)

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - whispers in the night (gn!)

CARLOS OLIVERIA

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - grocery store (gn!)

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TLOU

ELLIE WILLIAMS

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - grief (stand alone)

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RDR2

ARTHUR MORGAN

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - a night by the fire (gn!)

JAVIER ESCUELLA

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - bridges beyond words (gn!)

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ONE PIECE

ZORO

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - sailing hearts (m!)

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THE 100

BELLAMY BLAKE

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - sheltered hearts (m!)

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HARRY POTTER

RON WEASLEY

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - serendipitous love (m!)

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - brewing romance (m!)

DRACO MALFOY

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - loyalty divided (m!)

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - brewing bonds (m!)

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STARDEW VALLEY

SEBASTIAN

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) starry night ride (m!)

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DC

THE JOKER

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - dancing with darkness (m!)

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TUA

FIVE HARGREEVES

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - an unordinary encounter (m!)

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SKINS (UK)

SIDNEY JENKINS

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - no title (m!)

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - unspoken confessions (gn!)

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - lost in translation (m!)

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THE MAZE RUNNER

GALLY

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - healing paths (m!)

⟡ ݁₊ . (oneshot) - realisations in silence (m!)

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For @deansamore​ end of year Challenge!

Day 3         Day 6

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Making Jam;

Finding something sweet in the new world can be onerous at times. Finding fruit seeds and plants can give you the taste of something sweet, but of course, it has to be able to last. One of the ways people do that is creating Jam. it's able to last longer, and it used in many different things. Whenever you or Abraham are in the process of making Jam, the other has to come up and sneak some of it to taste before anyone gets to. It's also able to provide feedback in case anything is too sour or too sweet.  

Arranging your clothes; 

Abraham often wonders why you arrange your clothes placing, the warmer clothes into the back of the drawers or bringing the warmer clothes to the front. To him, it made no sense. Instead, he told you why couldn't you keep your clothes as it is. It took some explaining to keep your warmer clothes to do the front because that's what you would use more regularly. Abraham, it claims it doesn't make any sense. Until one day, you walk into the room and catch Abraham bringing his winter and Autumn clothes up into the front of his dresser just as you had done with yours.

Decorating the Porch

Each year, you try to decorate your porch as festively as you could. You use anything you can find around camp, whether it be leaves or pinecones or acorns. You try and make a wreath as you work hard to create something out of what you have that's accessible to you. For the most part, Abraham allows it to be your project, but he does help you if and when you need it. In the end, he admires all of your hard work, but he knows you have your work cut out for you when everyone approaches you, asking if they could help you with theirs.

Helping others;

In the new world, helping others is one of the most vital parts of life. Both you and Abraham do your part to help everyone around you. Sometimes the smallest of things can truly help someone out with anything. Whether it's helping someone with laundry or planting some of the fresh seeds, all of that matters. An act of kindness can go a long way, especially in the world that has taken over. So just as you would, every Autumn/Winter you try to help people out as much as you could, because you knew the hard work was coming as it grew colder.

Having a Bonfire;

Having bonfires are a great way to connect with other people as well as some quality time with your loved one's  With the warm heat providing the perfect ambience, everyone's smiling and laughing together. Abraham keeps his arm around your shoulder as you cuddle into his side while everyone discusses a variety of different topics.  Now and again, Abraham brings you into a passionate embrace as the two of you almost get lost into the eyes of each other. At some point, Abraham thinks you are not close enough, so he pulls you onto his lap while everyone is happy. You learn to live for moments like this.

Taking an early morning walk; 

There is something special about taking an early morning walk when everything begins to cool down. While the cool air crisps air nips at your face. There's something peaceful as you an Abraham keep an eye out for any potential disruptions, for the most part, everything is normal. There's a glimmer of peace that appears dome over Alexandria. It provides two time for a conversation about a variety of different topics. Both of you prefer taking the morning shift as no one is up and about yet doing their tasks or getting ready for a run. It's silent as if the world stood still.

Cooking with Abraham; 

Abraham loves to cook, there is nothing that man can't rustle up with a limited amount of ingredients. Does he know what he is doing at any given moment? Absolutely not but in the end, it manages to taste delicious. Always. Cooking can be a joint activity for the two of you. Abraham makes sure that the two of you have the house completely to yourselves,  so no one can bother you while you have an impromptu date night. While you're cooking its a mixture of hearty jokes and flirtation as the two of you discussion. While the two of you cook and prepare your meal together.

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Perseverance

Summary - Y/N is a Mother of two. She’s a proud Mother to a ten-year-old son named Andrew and her eight-year-old Daughter Jessica. Ever since the World broke down and the death of her fiancé Y/N has been on her own struggling to keep the remainder of her family alive. As the three travel a deserted road, a brave determined Sargent and his team step in and save her and her children from danger. What happens when Y/N and Abraham get close and experience the ups and downs of the broken world? 

Pairings - Abraham Ford X Y/N Dixon + Reader’s children 

WordCount - 3,192

Warnings - Strong Language, Violence, Death

The sun blistered down on the three lonely despite people. Y/N and her two young children took step after agonising step. Y/N would do anything if it meant they could stop. Her back ached with each step as it reminded her of the amount of weight she carried on her back. The rucksack carried things like clothes, scraps of food they still had and medicine. Whenever Y/N could she stopped to see if she could find anything that might be useful to her family. Two assault rifles were slung over her shoulder as well two pistols on her hip and two knives slipped into the belt she had made personally. Safety was her priority, she refused to lose any more members of her family.

Y/N watched her ten-year-old son Andrew observe the road ahead his pistol held up at all times. They had many disagreements about him carrying a gun. To her she was still her baby, she was meant to be the only one who carried such a dangerous weapon. Before the apocalypse started, she would have never let her son even touch a gun before he was the age of eighteen. Yet she had no choice. The world was more dangerous than it had ever been. If people weren’t attempting to kill other people in desperation than it was almost guaranteed that a walker was lurking in the shadows waiting to pounce. So she let Andrew carry a pistol as well as a knife. They weren’t just any normal knife or pistol they once belonged to his Father so he knew that he had to treat them with the utmost respect. He was the man now. But no matter what he always had to listen to Y/N.

Y/N’s eight-year-old Daughter, Jessica twisted and turned her head in many directions terrified of the woods. Jessica knew that walkers often roamed around in the woods searching for their next meal or something to kill. Jessica never used to be terrified of the woods but ever since the apocalypse started, the woods suddenly became more terrifying. So she stuck to her Mother like superglue just waiting for the inevitable.

“Momma, can we stop for some water?” Jessica pleaded as Y/N turned her head to look down at her momentarily. 

“We can’t stop right now honey. But you can have some water. Turn round and I’ll get it out for ya, okay?” Jessica halted as Y/N unzipped her Disney Princess Rucksack. While she slipped the bottle out of rucksack her eyes were fixed on Andrew making sure he didn’t leave her sight. The moment the rucksack was zipped back up they were walking again. 

“Mum! There’s a car!” Andrew’s alert began Y/N’s search for what her son had discovered and he was right. Not too far up ahead was a white four-door family car. Everyone seemed more alert as they picked up their feet beginning to get closer and closer to their location.

“It looks trashed!” Y/N’s hand gripped hold of Jessica’s as they began a slow jog towards the car. Y/N dropped her rucksack onto the ground as she began to check out the car to see what kind of condition it was in. For the world they lived in, the car was actually clean minus some rubbish. But rubbish had become like gold to them. Rubbish meant the possibility of supplies. 

“At least this one has no dead bodies in it.” Andrew commentated as he pulled open the passenger door. 

“The question is why was it left? Jessica, honey, how about ya check through those bags in the back. Andrew pop the trunk and check in their while I look over the hood and see what we’re dealin’ with.” Y/N had known very little about cars before and she was no expert now but she knew the basics to get a car running. 

The car looked in pretty decent shape there was just one tiny problem. It had no gas and the chances of finding a gas station around with any gas were little to impossible. They had once again been screwed. Kicking the tire of the car she pushed the hood down wondering what she was going to do now. Jax would have known what to do, he always did and now she was stuck here in a world that was fucked with no idea how she was going to find them a safe place to stay or food.

“Mum look out!” Andrew’s voice broke her through train as she grabbed hold of her knife out of her belt and swung it around stabbing the walker straight in the head. 

“Am I not allowed five fuckin’ minutes to think? Before one of ya dead fuckers come along and attempt to kill ma family.” Glancing up she noticed there were at least six more.

“Andy get in the car close the doors and let me handle this.” Andrew hesitated but he knew that look in his Mother’s eyes. As quick as he could, he closed the trunk, swiftly running around to close every other possible door and grabbing hold of the rucksack before locking himself and his sister in the car. All the while Y/N stood there waiting for the Walkers to approach as they did Y/N sprung into action almost as if it were a dance she knew all too well. One by one she took down the walkers stabbing them or throwing punches causing a bloody mess all over her and the road but in that moment she didn’t care. She was angry at the world for bringing her into a predicament without her family to help her. Instead, her son carried a gun and would gladly die to protect herself and her sister. It was not right.

The moment it came down to the last walker, she smiled up at what used to a man. 

“I’m really sorry about this. But ya picked the wrong day to cross ma path.” Punching the Walker in the face, she began the onslaught of punches before she grabbed one of the assault rifles slamming the walker in the head over and over again gradually turning the Walkers face into a bloody mess before destroying it completely. She wouldn’t have stopped but she heard something. Something that made her blood run cold yet sparked her with hope. 

A truck heading in their direction. 

A piercing scream broke Y/N’s concentration. Y/N’s head turned swiftly to the right. Another two Walkers had appeared and were now attempting to break into the car. Y/N quickly moved around the car stabbing them in the head. She heard the truck come to an abrupt stop. Standing in front of the trunk of the car, she braced herself. She had no idea what was coming out of the Army truck. But she knew her mission. To protect her children at all costs.

“Enjoy the show assholes” Suddenly both of the doors open as three people exited the truck. Two men and one woman. The women appeared to be fairly lean, her hair tied up in pigtails. The man with the darker hair appeared to be absolutely terrified. Yet the ginger-haired man, tall bulky build, military haircut dressed in a grey vest and camouflage trousers oozed confidence and authority.  

“You’ve got a pretty big mouth on ya.” The tall ginger man spoke deeply trying to make Y/N submit. Y/N had never submitted to a man and she was not about to start now. 

“Well can ya blame me. Ya just watched me kill two walkers.” Y/N retorted quickly.

“So other than your big mouth, what else you got?” Y/N up at the man trying to get her bearings with the man. There was certainly something about him but she didn’t know what. 

“I don’t think that’s any of your business.” The women stepped towards the car and Y/N quickly met her step. 

“Ya go near this car again and I’ll stick a bullet in ya.” The women raised an eyebrow at her before she attempting to get past her but Y/N was ready for her. Her pistol was out aiming at the women. 

“I warned ya. Ya stay away from that car or I’ll blow your brains out.” The dark haired man pointed towards the car and Y/N watched him intently. following his finger towards the car window. He knows. He can see Jessica and Andrew. The man whispered to the tall ginger haired man. 

“Rosita back off. She ain’t playin’ she’ll kill ya” The ginger-haired man sighed running his hand over his moustache. Y/N watched as the women who she now knew was named Rosita backed off and slowly Y/N felt as if she was a safe enough distance to lower her pistol.

“Why do we have to back off? She might have things we need” 

“You wanna go against a Momma bear protecting her cubs? That’s for someone who has a death wish. Which we do not. I apologise for the hostilities Honey we don’t mean you or your cubs any harm. My names Abraham, this here’s Eugene and that’s Rosita.” Y/N wasn’t happy still. For all she knew this could have been a trap yet there was a feeling buried deep in her conscious that believed that perhaps these people might be good people. 

“Y/N.” Abraham took a step forward, his eyes fluctuated between Y/N‘s body looking for her reaction. He knew exactly what she was going through her head. By the looks of it she had been on her own for a while. There were patches of dirt all over her face. Her plaid shirt was covered in blood as well as her trousers. She looked pretty beat up.

“Eugene go grab a rag so she can clean up a little. Ya got any spare clothes?” Y/N nodded, signalling to the car. 

“Alright. I understand your concern for your children’s lives and your own. You have every right. But you have my word, none of us are going to hurt you and if you would like we’d be more than happy to let you tag along with us? Does the car work?” Y/N examined Abraham before running her hand through her hair. She knew she could trust him. She didn’t know why but she just felt it.

“No gas. I placed my kids in the car when a small heard came through. Once I got rid of them, your truck was coming through and I was debating whether or not to shoot you. Of course two more thought they’d try and attack ma kids and then here we are.” 

“Looks like we’ve got a badass on our hands. I like that. Here’s what we‘re going to do, we’re going to get your supplies and the little ones safely onto the truck and then you can get those clothes off and into something less revolting and then we will have a chat” Y/N walked around towards the passenger door, opening it up. Andrew was clearly on edge with everything that was happening. Jessica was petrified.

“Momma are they good people?” Jessica asked as you smiled softly. 

“Abraham seems nice enough. So what’s going to happen is, I’m going to get you and your brother loaded up into the truck, while I change and then I’ll be right with ya.“

“I’m not giving up my gun.” Andrew nearly yelled. Y/N sent him a stern look. 

“Nobody is asking ya too. Have I ever told ya how much ya remind me of ya Uncle Merle when you say stuff like that.” Andrew smiled sheepishly before he slowly opened up the door stepping out of the car. Y/N followed suit, helping Jessica get out of the car before grabbing the rucksack and opening it up rummaging through it to find a clean set of clothes. Buried deep inside the rucksack Y/N discovered her spare clothes, throwing them onto the trunk. She tore off a piece of her shirt before moving it to wrap it around a nearby tree before carving a small message.  

“What are you doing?” Eugune questioned. 

“She’s leaving signs for Uncle Daryl and Uncle Merle.”  Andrew stated like it was the most obvious thing in the world. 

“Why?” 

“Because she knows that if anyone will find us it’s them, best trackers in the world they are.” Andrew gleamed the thought of his Uncle’s. To him they were the coolest people in the world. He knew that his Uncle Merle had his flaws but to him he was deep down one of the greatest people he would ever know. 

“Alright let’s get you two settled up in the truck.” Abraham lead the way, however. Jessica was reluctant. 

“Go ahead honey, I am right here, ya need anything all ya have to do is call okay?”  Jessica reluctantly nodded before getting into the truck. 

“I am warning ya if ya harm my kids I’ll kill ya.” Abraham held his arms up in defence. 

“You’re just gonna have to learn to trust us.” Rolling her eyes, Y/N slipped back into the car so she could change. She slipped on her vest top and camouflage shirt, she felt comfortable as she changed her socks giving her feet a fresh feel before lacing her boots back up and stepping out of the car throwing her now torn shirt to the side. She kept the jeans, if she could find a creak or something she might be able to get them clean. Rolling them up, she brought them out with her.

Abraham passed her a rag giving her the time to clean over her face and her hands. She felt like herself. 

“Your carriage awaits” Y/N followed them into the truck still unsure of what meeting these people would bring her and her children.

A couple of days passed, driving towards New York. Eugene, Rosita and Abraham appeared to be good people. Eugene was shy and incredibly intelligent, he was a scientist who had the cure. Rosita was the toughest woman Y/N had ever seen, she was strong, an excellent fighter. She could stand on her own two feet against anyone. Abraham was arguably the most difficult to read out of the entire group. He was head-strong, argumentative, arrogant and volatile. But every time she watched him she had this feeling that there was more to him than what he put on the table. 

One night, Abraham was driving and he asked you to sit in the passenger seat while he drove. Jessica and Andrew were fast asleep alongside Eugene and Rosita. Y/N sat up at the front her boots off resting her head on the back of her chair. 

“You’ve been pretty impressive the past couple of days. Got me wonderin’ where ya learnt those skills.” Y/N glanced up towards Abraham pulling the necklace off of her neck opening up the small trinket. 

“There’s me thinking ya were gonna ask what my favourite colour was. I learnt my hunting and tracking from ma brother Daryl. My shootin’ was thanks to ma brother Merle. My ability to think quickly came from my fiancé Jax. He was a military man like yourself.” 

“You don’t have to talk about it but where is your fiancé?” Y/N looked down at the picture that laid in her hands within the small trinket. 

“I have no idea. One day he went out to see if he could grab some supplies. He’d been a little longer than usual but I didn’t worry bout it. He came back a little later. Covered in blood. I thought it was nothin’ perhaps he’d killed a few walkers but when I pulled off his shirt a chunk had been taken out of his arm. I knew what that meant and so did he. Do ya know what that crazy son of a bitch did? He wrapped his arm up in a bandage so the kids didn’t see and he began loading up the car with food and supplies. He told the kids they were gonna see my brothers for a while. He made sure they had everythin‘ Jessica’s teddy bear, Andrew’s comic books. He made sure they were okay and then lead me to the gun cabinet and gave me every weapon we had in the house. Every last bullet. Everything he thought we would need? I knew he was getting weaker. He got us all in the car, kissed the kids and myself and went back into the house, just like I was going to my brothers on a regular day. I know I should have killed him. But I couldn’t. Not him.” Y/N felt a gentle hands on hers, looking up her eyes met Abraham’s. 

“You did the right thing. You got your pups out of there and because of you, they are here still alive. Don’t blame yourself for doing what needed to be done.” Abraham kept his hand on the young woman's hand Never had he met a woman so dominate before? She knew what she had to do and how to do it. She could handle herself and manage to keep an eye on her pups at the same time. Abraham never used to believe that Wonder Woman existed but he was beginning to think perhaps he was wrong.

“Perhaps your right, it still doesn’t make me feel any less guilty. So what about you?” Abraham sighed that was one thing he never spoke about it. Heck, he’d been with Rosita and Eugene for months and he hadn’t said a word. Yet this woman walks into his world and he feels like he can open up to her. What the fuck was going on? It didn’t settle right with him. Yet at the same time, it did. Abraham had finally lost it.

“We’ve got similar stories, except the world, decided to fuck me up real hard. I lost my wife and my children. I’ve got nothin’ let to lose.” Y/N took hold of Abraham’s hand tightly.

“Ya know ya don’t have to be tough around me right? Ma brothers attempted to be tough asses all their lives. Thinkin’ if they went around the place pretendin’ that shit didn’t go down then I wouldn’t see any of it. I saw every last thing. Albeit Merle was better at hiding things than Daryl. Then again Merle had plenty of shit he needed to hide. What I was meanin was I can see through these tough ass personas.” Abraham laughed and so did Y/N, attempting to keep it down so they didn’t wake anyone up.

“Your really somethin’ Darlin’ you know that?

“Been told that a few times. Does that mean we get to stay travellin’ with ya?” Abraham raised an eyebrow at her. Even when she was threatening them several days ago, he knew that he wouldn’t get rid of her and the pups. No way in hell. 

“I haven’t got much of a choice now do I?”

“No way in hell.” Abraham focused back on the road with a smug smile on his face. He was about to be in for one hell of a ride and for once in this dicked earth he was looking forward to it. 

[pouringthebisquick]

As Good As It Gets

Summary: Rosita plans a small surprise for Abe.

She hit the tail light repeatedly, listening to the satisfying crunch as the spiderweb cracks got wider. It took several tries before it finally gave, the shards falling to the pavement with a soft plastic tinkle. She bent over and scrounged around, picking up piece after piece and dropping it until she was satisfied with the size and shape. She tucked it into her pocket for safekeeping before straightening. The sound had brought a curious walker, and she silenced his groaning with a knife to the head. The sun was starting to set- it was time to go home.

It wasn’t unusual for Rosita to go out on runs by herself, though as of late, it was more usual to see her with Abe. He had been needed back at Alexandria today, however, and it had given her a chance to take a much needed detour. Things between them had been good- no, absolutely great- lately. Rosita had never been a hopeless romantic, but it was easy to forget the cynicism when she was with Abe. He could absolutely drive her crazy and he was stubborn as hell, but the makeup sex always made her forget their fights. When he wasn’t being infuriating, he was funny, and at times sweet. He was the perfect match to her own disaffected exterior, the hothead to her cool disinterest. They worked, plain and simple, and she was excited about where things were going for the first time in forever. She could see herself spending the rest of whatever life they had left together, and there was comfort in that feeling.

She picked up her bag and started walking. If she was quick about it, she would be back shortly after her original return time, and she would beat any search party they could get to go after her. She had a pretty productive day, having found a store that had been relatively untouched, and her bag was filled with toiletries and a few cans of food. She was hoping it was enough to distract from her lateness, not wanting to have to explain to Abe why she hadn’t been back on time. He trusted her, but he could be overprotective of his loved ones when he felt like they were threatened, and the minute he felt she couldn’t handle her shit, he would become an immovable brick wall.

She slipped into Alexandria when she reached the gate, giving a small wave to Gabriel at his post, and headed towards the house she shared with Abe and Eugene. She pushed the door open, greeted by dim lights and quiet. “Abraham?” She called, but no one answered. She put her bag down and climbed the stairs. Soft video game music was coming from Eugene’s shut door, but her own room was empty. Taking her chance, she headed back downstairs, pulling the drill from the cabinet and the tail light shard from her pocket. She smiled as she drilled a small hole and connected it to the metal loop before threading the chain through. It wasn’t a promise ring, but it was a promise of her love- and she knew he would love it.

@eugenesbraidandthangs

[beezywriting]

I’ll find you.

Summary: This is straight from the S6 finale / S7 premier. This is the end of Glenn; or at least his final thoughts. So take this as your official warning of what is to come.

Word Count: 2053

A/N: I didn’t really proof read this...mostly because I was crying... but hey! I got it done. And I think I needed the closure of saying goodbye to Glenn so I can continue to put out AU stuff for him. So...enjoy?

It wasn’t supposed to end up like this. The survivors at the Alexandria safe-zone had somehow always managed to come out on top; they had lost people before. But things had never looked this hopeless before.

They had put all their eggs in one basket before they truly knew what they were going up against. The beds had been made, and now all that there was left to do was sleep in them.

Glenn had gone after Daryl without a second thought; it was what they did. This wasn’t something that you did alone. Even if he thought it was. And even though Rick had wanted them to keep numbers at home, Glenn was glad for Rosita and Michonne to come along and bring him back.

“It’s -- it’s gonna go wrong out here,” he’d pleaded before Daryl and Rosita stormed off to continue their man-hunt. Defeated, Glenn and Michonne turned back; there was no way to make Daryl see he was making a mistake. He and Rosita had both watched Denise go down, there was no convincing them that this was not the right way to avenge her death.

“Thing is, those men could be back at Alexandria right now,” Glenn had pondered as he and Michonne headed back to the car. He didn’t know that things would soon be changing very drastically.

Glenn raised his gun as the Savior’s whistles surround them, Michonne reached for her sword but never quite makes it to the handle as Dwight appears. Dwight’s scarred face looks serious as he points his gun at the duo; a simple ‘hi’ is all he offers them as the Saviors begin to close in.

They had already been disarmed and tied up by the time Daryl and Roista found them. Glenn had tried to warn them, to tell them to go back that it was dangerous, but the Saviors were already watching them. Dwight was already watching.

Glenns eyes squeeze closed and he turns his head away when Dwight’s gun goes off. By the time the Saviors bring a now also gagged and tied up Rosita and Daryl over to where he was with Michonne, Glenn can see blood freely flowing from Daryl’s shoulder.

A pair of hands grab him by the arms and drag him up to his feet; another Savior doing the same to Michonne. The foursome is led to the back of an old van, Glenn noticed that bullet holes riddle the vans doors. One by one their hands are cut free and the gags removed; only for the to be shoved unceremoniously inside.

Inside Glenn finds an old, ratty blanket. Shaking it out a few times he shuffles towards Daryl and puts it over his shoulders. The group is quiet; and no one looks at one another. They can hear the Savior's outside the van, but even with the multiple bullet holes it’s nearly impossible to understand their muffled voices.

Hours pass as the inside of the van gets darker and darker. Eventually Glenn realises it is now headlights that are offering illumination into their tightly cramped prison.

Everyone looks up as the Saviors deafening whistle rings out around them. How many of them were out there now? Clearly more then there had been when they had been captured out in the woods.

Glenn raises his hand to his eyes when the van’s doors swing open and the light comes rushing in. “Come on, you got people to meet,” Dwight says reaching in the van and yanking them out one by one. He takes them several paces away from the van before forcing them all to their knees.

His heart sank all the way to his feet when he saw her, “Maggie?” She didn’t look good. His wife, the strongest woman that he knew; looked afraid and sick. He would’ve been lying if he’d tried to say he wasn’t terrified himself. And that fear was only amplified knowing that she was in the same lineup that he was.

It wasn’t supposed to go this way.

He tried to go to her, to struggle against Dwight's grip on him. But the harder he fought, the harder Dwight pushed him down. “On your knees!”

It was another Savior that finally drew his attention away from his wife. Forcing him to look ahead as spoke about how it was now time to meet ‘The Man.’ Approaching /thier/ RV he knocked on the door. A few seconds pass before it is flung open. And there he was. Negan.

Gravel bit into Glenns knee’s as Negan approaches Rick. Formally introducing himself. Glenn tries to focus on his words; but his mind constantly flutter’s back to Maggie. What happened to her? Why was she out here? Why were they all out here? He had a million questions, and no answers. No one to ask. All there was to do was wait.

“I don’t wanna kill you people. I want you to work for me.” Glenn watches as Negan paces in front of Rick. Telling all of them the new world order. Explaining how things were now. A breath catches in Glenn’s throat when Negan makes his next point.

Now was time for them to pay for what they had done.

“This -- this is Lucille. And she - is - awesome.” The baseball bat twirled in Negan’s hands as he spoke, barbed wire glittering in the night as the vehicle's high beams hit the sharp metal. He spoke of who would have the honor of dying by Lucille as looked at each of the survivors on their knees before him.  

Glenn watched in subdued silence as Negan mad stops in front of Abraham and Carl. Even kneeling down to Carl’s level to speak to him. Agony building up inside of his chest when he stops in front of Maggie. “You look shitty, I should just put you outta your misery right now.”

He couldn’t do it. Just sit there. “No! No!” Lunging from his place in the lineup he went towards Negan. Only to have Dwight subdue him again. He didn’t make it far before Dwight had him on his back with Daryl’s crossbow pointed directly into his face.

“Nope,” a dissatisfied Negan states, “nope get him back in line.”

“No,” Glenn was defiant, but was given no choice as Dwight started to drag him back. “No.” A sob escaped his throat as he was shoved back into line. Anger and fear bubbled over as tears began to sting his eyes, “don’t!”

To his dismay Negan almost seemed amused. Laughing as he explained to them that there was no way out of this. There was no way that all of them were going to be going home when this was all over. “Sucks don’t it? The moment you realize you don’t know shit.”

He mocked them as he paced before them; still trying to choose. The Saviors now signature whistle echoed in Glenn’s ears. Coming from Negan it was somehow more threatening than when it was the group of Saviors. It was somehow more hollow when he did it. The sound reaching Glenn’s very core as Negan continued his sick game.

He began going down the lineup again, pointing Lucille at each of them one by one. “Eeny...meenie...miney...mo…” the children's rhyme that had once been accompanied by joy and laughter now made Glenn want to be sick. “And you...are...it.” The final word punctuated with a flourish of Lucille as he pointed the bat at Abraham.

“You can breathe...you can blink...you can cry… Hell, you’re all gonna be doing that.” And with no other words. No other warning. The first hit came down on Abe’s head, knocking him to the ground with the force that had been put behind it.

There was nothing that they could do. They were all frozen as Negan brought Lucille down on his head over and over again. Choked sobs and screams coming from them all as they watch the scene before them in horror.

Glenns own words echoed in his head as he tries helplessly to push away what's happening before him. ‘It’s gonna go wrong out here.’ He had never wanted to more wrong in his entire life. His sadness mingled with guilt as a part of him is relieved that Maggie is safe. Knowing that she will make it, that their baby will make it…somehow it helps.

When the heinous act is finished Glenn’s stomach churns at just how delighted Negan seems to be by the whole thing. How completely unbothered he is to take someone life. Just one of many stark differences between the Alexandrian’s and the Saviors. Glenn’s people had never taken anyone's life lightly; and they certainyly hadn’t derived any joy from the act.

Negan continued to land blow’s on what was left of Abe’s head. It didn’t matter that he was long gone. He was just making a point now. He wanted them to know that he was enjoying himself. That this was making him happy.

Lucille was now dripping in Abraham’s blood. Negan brandished the bat in front of Rosita’s face, Glenn looked at her shell-shocked stare. They were all still trying to process what had just happened, and Negan just wanted to continue to torture them.

Daryl shot out of the lineup, no longer able to take what Negan was putting Rosita through. The poor woman obviously at her breaking point as she tried to look anywhere but at the blood dripping off of Lucille. He was able to land one blow to Negan’s face before the Saviors brought him to the ground.

The playful air that had surrounded Negan before was now gone. Saviors held Daryl down on the ground as Negan began again, telling them that that shit won't fly. Dwight emerges again with Daryl’s crossbow, now pointing the weapon at its owner. “Do you want me to do it,” he asks Negan.

To Glenn’s surprise, Negan says no. Dwight helps the Saviors holding Daryl drag him back to the lineup. “That’s not how this works. First one’s free, then -- what’d I say? I said I would SHUT THAT SHIT DOWN! No exceptions.”

As he paced before them Glenn couldn’t tear his eyes away from what was left of his friend. His friendship with Abe had started off rocky, but that had only been the start. Abraham was every bit a valued member of their group as Michonne or Carl. Even if he hadn’t wanted to be a part of it originally, he had helped Glenn get Maggie back after they had been separated at the prison. There would be no way to heal the hole his death was going to leave in the hearts of everyone in their group.

“I need you to know me.” Negan's words find their way back into Glenn’s ears, though he still can’t bring himself to look at the man standing right before him. “So… back to it.”

At first, the pain had been unimaginable. The force behind Negan’s blow had been enough to crack Glenn’s skull; and in the first few seconds, he felt all of it. Doubled over in agony, it was Maggie’s scream that brought him back up.

The vision in his left eye was gone, nothing but blackness. While his right eye was blurred, he could still see her. The high beams from the vehicles surrounded them confused him into thinking it was day time. His body shook as his brain tired to comprehend what was happening to him.

All cognitive thought was gone. The Saviors, Negan...he couldn’t see them. He was back in the prison, just after the Governor’s attack. Maggie had put him on the bus but she didn’t stay. Where had she gone?

He remembered going back in to look for her; but he had still been too sick, too weak. He didn’t remember collapsing, but he remembered waking up and looking up at the sun. Why was the sun so bright? He needed to find Maggie.

Groans escaped his lips as he tried to formulate words. Why wouldn't the words come out? Groaning as his body struggled to stay upright, face looking towards where he had heard Maggie’s screams, “M-Maggie, I’ll find you,” he finally manages to choke out. His final promise to her before everything went black.

[thestrugglesofateenagedirtbag]

me leaving school for summer vacation:

[dulldeads]

ABOUT ME. . .

❛ i’m real sorry for what i put you all through..

that’s going to haunt me forever ❜ — anthony clarke !

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[imaginesethrollins]

Get. Up.

A/N: I’m sorry. 

Pairings: Rick X Reader X Abraham 

Summary: After the events of your first meeting with Negan, your have no emotion and it kills Rick.

Warnings: Swearing, death.

Word Count: 700+

Rick watched you, watched as you stayed in the kneeling position, unable to move. Your hands shook as you gripped the ground.

Daryl was taken. Glenn was gone. Abraham was gone.

The people around you moved, you stayed, looking at the blood on the ground, your fingernails began to bleed from how you dug them into the dirt.

“Come on, Y/n.” Rick’s hand gripped your shoulder. “Get up.”  You didn’t move. “Get. Up.” Tears welled in his eyes again. “Get up, Y/n!”

Rick fisted his hand in the collar of your jacket. “Get up, damnit!” He yanked at the jacket, pulled at you. Your fingers racked in the dirt, knees dragging, boots digging into the dirt.

You showed no emotion as Rick moved to kneel in front of you. He gripped your shoulders.“Do something…Anything!” Tears were flowing freely down Rick’s cheeks. “Fucking. Move!”

You blinked blankly at him. Your mind playing everything over and over and over again. “Fucking move! Scream at me! Punch me! Anything just. Get. Up!” He shook your shoulders violently, trying to get something, anything out of you. “Goddamnit, Y/N!”

Rick stared at you.“Please!” His voice cracked and your eyes flickered with emotion, but they just went dull again. “Please…You can’t do this…You can’t…Please…Just get up.”

Rick clenched his jaw and stood up. He tried to force you to your feet, pulling you by the arm. You fought against his grip, trying to pull your arm away.

“Get up! Now! Get the fuck up!” Carl moved before anyone else had. Next was Sasha and Aaron. “Get up, Y/N! NOW! Get the fuck up!”

He was pulling your arm, but you refused to stand up. “Y/N, now! Stand up! On your feet!”

Carl forced his father away from you, shoving him back, keeping the two of you separate. “Y/n! Get up! Please!” Rick yelled, his voice cracking again.

Aaron and Sasha gripped your from under your arms and gave you no choice by to stand on your feet. “Come on…Come to Hilltop with me and Maggie.” Sasha said, steering you towards the truck.

You dug the heels of your boots into the dirt as you saw Abraham’s body. “No…No! No, no, no! Oh my god!” You forced yourself from their grasps. Jerking your body away from them.

“No! This…this can’t be real!” You fisted your hands into your hair, pulling. “He…He can’t be dead.” Sasha grabbed your arms. “Y/n, stop. Don’t do-“ “Don’t touch me! Don’t fucking touch me!” You screamed.

“No, no, no, no! Abraham! Oh my god!” You began pacing and pulling your hair again. Your legs felt like jelly and your mind was racing. Aaron tried to grab ahold of you. “Stop, Y/N!”

“Don’t fucking touch me!” You yelled. Rick pushed past Carl.“No…Don’t let this be real!” You screamed, pulling your hair again and again. Rick grabbed ahold of your frantic form. “Get off of me!” You screamed, thrashing in his arms.

“Get. Off! Don’t touch me!” Rick pulled you into him, his arms locking around you. You screamed, you thrashed, pounded your fists against his back, kicked him, called him names but none of it made Rick release his hold.

Once you tired yourself out and went limp in Rick’s arms, he slowly lowered you both to the ground. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry…” Rick whispered in your hair, rocking you back and forth. “I…I’m sorry.”

Rick thought of you as his child. He’s been with you since the beginning, he knew how much you liked and bounded with Abraham.

Abraham protected you with an unyielding power. He thought of you as his child just as much as Rick did.

Rick couldn’t count how many times he would find you with him. Sitting beside him, walking beside him. He’d find you two in his house, sitting on the couch or eating together.

You’d go on runs together. He would even give you piggyback rides when you would get tired. He couldn’t stand to see you tired.

You’d laugh at his sayings, his jokes. You’d listen to whatever had to say, you’d follow his orders.

You’d fight with him about your safety. You were never safe enough for him. Abraham loved you and you loved him. 

He was gone now…

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All You Need to Know About Matchups!

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Hi y'all!

This account is solely for matchups for several different fandoms. That means requests for imagines, oneshots, headcanons, etc. will NOT be taken.

Here are some basic things to know about requesting a matchup!

Unless otherwise specified for a certain fandom, a request yields one romantic pairing AND one friendship pairing as well as information on why I think you work well with the individuals I choose. Of course, if you only wish to receive either just the romantic matchup or just the friendship matchup, just let me know!

You can request matchups for several different fandoms at once! For each fandom you request, I will match you up with one romantic partner and one friend unless you request differently.

You can ask to exclude any character(s)!

Where can I request a matchup?

Requests can be made in the MATCHUP REQUESTS/ASK ME ANYTHING tab.

What do I need to include in my request?

Required

Fandom(s)

Your gender and/or pronouns

Your sexual orientation and/or preferences

Description of personality

Optional (but definitely helps me out!)

Description of appearance

Hobbies

Personality alignment (Myers-Briggs, Enneagram, Hogwarts House, etc.)

What you would look for in a partner and/or friend

Any other information you think would be helpful – the more you provide, the more I can work with!

Now with that out of the way, onto the fandoms!

Listed directly below is a shortlist of all the fandoms I take requests for as well as some extra information as needed.

Disclaimers

If a title is in italics, it means that while I feel comfortable providing matchups for this show, I have not watched every season. If a character drastically changes after a certain point, I may not be aware. The last season I watched of these shows will be included in parentheses.

All movies/shows based on novels will most likely focus on the on-screen adaptations of characters.

SHOWS

The 100 (6)

Good Omens

The Good Place (3)

Lucifer (4)

On My Block

Parks and Recreation (4)

Prodigal Son (1)

Sherlock

Space Force

Supernatural (14)

The Walking Dead (8)

MOVIES

Clueless

The Greatest Showman

Harry Potter -- Unless specified in request, will entail 2 sets of matchups as a student (Golden Trio and Marauders eras respectively)

The Hunger Games

Marvel Cinematic Universe -- Unless age is specified, underage characters will NOT be available for romantic matchups

BROADWAY

Anastasia

Beetlejuice

Carrie (2012 Off-Broadway)

Hadestown

Hamilton

Les Misérables

The Phantom of the Opera

Six

VIDEO GAMES

Detroit: Become Human

Red Dead Redemption 2

What’s below the cut?

A masterlist of characters in each fandom that will be considered for each request (unless marked with an asterisk (*), all characters are assumed to be available for both romantic AND friendly matchups while names marked with an asterisk are only available for friendly matchups). Listed alphabetically by first name.

Don’t be afraid to tell me about a typo!

Any questions? Just want to talk? You can also use the  MATCHUP REQUESTS/ASK ME ANYTHING tab to get ahold of me!

SHOWS

Bellamy Blake

Clarke Griffin

Echo

Finn Collins

Harper McIntyre

Jasper Jordan

Johnathan “John” Murphy

Jordan Green

Lexa

Lincoln

Marcus Kane

Monty Green

Octavia Blake

Raven Reyes

Roan

Wells Jaha

Aziraphale

Anathema Device

Crowley

Newton Pulsifer

Mme. Tracy*

Witchfinder Sgt. Shadwell*

Chidi Anagonye

Eleanor Shellstrop

Jason Mendoza

Michael*

Tahani Al-Jamil

Amenadiel

Det. Chloe Decker

Det. Daniel “Dan” Espinoza

Ella Lopez

Eve

Dr. Linda Martin*

Lucifer Morningstar

Mazikeen “Maze”

Cesar Diaz

Jamal Turner

Jasmine Flores

Monsé Finnie

Oscar “Spooky” Diaz

Ruben “Ruby” Martinez Jr.

Andrew “Andy” Dwyer

Ann Perkins

April Ludgate

Benjamin “Ben” Wyatt

Christopher “Chris” Traeger

Donna Meagle*

Gerald “Jerry” Gergich*

Jean-Ralphio Saperstein*

Leslie Knope

Ronald “Ron” Swanson*

Ainsley Whitly

Det. Dani Powell

Edrisa Tanaka

Lt. Gil Arroyo

Det. James “JT” Tarmel

Jessica Whitly

Malcolm Bright

DI Greg Lestrade

Mrs. Hudson*

James “Jim” Moriarty

Dr. John Watson

Mary Morstan*

Molly Hooper

Mycroft Holmes

Sherlock Holmes

Dr. Adrian Mallory*

Capt. Angela Ali

Brig. Gen. Bradley Gregory*

Dr. Chan Kaifang

Duncan Tabner

Erin Naird

F. Tony Scarapiducci

Kelly King

Maggie Naird*

Gen. Mark Naird*

Abbie “Bela” Talbot*

Adam Milligan

Alex Jones

Balthazar

Benjamin “Benny” Lafitte

Castiel

Charlene “Charlie” Bradbury

Claire Novak

Crowley

Dean Winchester

Sheriff Donna Hanscum

Eileen Leahy

Ellen Harvelle*

Gabriel

Garth Fitzgerald IV

Jack Kline

Jessica “Jess” Moore*

Joanna “Jo” Harvelle

Sheriff Jody Mills*

John Winchester

Kaia Nieves

Kevin Tran

Lucifer

Meg Masters

Michael “Mick” Davies

Patience Turner

Robert “Bobby” Singer*

Rowena MacLeod

Rufus Turner*

Samuel “Sam” Winchester

Aaron

Abraham Ford

Andrea*

Beth Greene

Carl Grimes*

Carol Peletier*

Dale Horvath*

Daryl Dixon

Dwight

Enid*

Eugene Porter*

King Ezekiel*

Father Gabriel Stokes

Glenn Rhee

Hershel Greene*

Maggie Greene

Michonne

Morgan Jones*

Negan Smith

Paul “Jesus” Rovia

Rick Grimes

Rosita Espinosa

Sasha Williams

Tara Chambler

Tyreese Williams

MOVIES

Cher Horowitz

Dionne Davenport

Josh Lucas

Tai Frasier

Travis Birkenstock

Anne Wheeler

Charity Barnum

Jenny Lind

Lettie Lutz*

Phillip Carlyle

Phineas “P.T.” Barnum

W.D. Wheeler

Alastor “Mad-Eye” Moody*

Albus Dumbledore*

Arthur Weasley*

Cedric Diggory

Cho Chang

Draco Malfoy

Fleur Delacour

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Ginevra “Ginny” Weasley

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

James Potter

Lily Evans

Luna Lovegood

Minerva McGonagall*

Molly Weasley*

Neville Longbottom

Nymphadora Tonks*

Oliver Wood

Remus Lupin

Ronald “Ron” Weasley

Rubeus Hagrid*

Severus Snape

Sirius Black

Viktor Krum

Cinna

Effie Trinket*

Finnick Odair

Gale Hawthorne

Haymitch Abernathy*

Johanna Mason

Katniss Everdeen

Peeta Mellark

Anthony “Tony” Stark -- Iron Man

Dr. Bruce Banner -- Hulk

Carol Danvers -- Captain Marvel

Dr. Christine Palmer*

Clint Barton -- Hawkeye

Drax the Destroyer*

Edward “Ned” Leeds

Gamora

Groot*

Harold “Happy” Hogan*

Dr. Henry “Hank” Pym*\

Hope van Dyne -- Wasp

Sgt. James “Bucky” Barnes -- Winter Soldier

Col. James “Rhodey” Rhodes -- War Machine

Loki Laufeyson

Luis*

Mantis*

Dr. Margaret “Peggy” Carter*

Cdr. Maria Hill*

May Parker*

Lord M’Baku

Michelle “MJ” Jones

Nakia

Natasha Romanoff -- Black Widow

Nebula*

Col. Nicholas “Nick” Fury*

Okoye

Peter Parker -- Spider-Man

Peter Quill -- Star-Lord

Agt. Phillip “Phil” Coulson*

Pietro Maximoff -- Quicksilver

Rocket*

Samuel “Sam” Wilson -- Falcon

Scott Lang -- Ant-Man

Shuri

Dr. Stephen Strange

Steven “Steve” Rogers -- Captain America

King T’Challa -- Black Panther

Thor Odinson

Valkyrie

Virginia “Pepper” Potts

Vision

Wanda Maximoff -- Scarlet Witch

W’Kabi

Wong*

Yelena Belova

Yondu Udonta*

BROADWAY

Grand Duchess Anastasia Romanov

Dimitri Sudayev

Gleb Vaganov

Countess Lily Malevsky-Malevitch*

Dowager Empress Maria Feodorovna*

Vladimir “Vlad” Popov*

Adam Maitland

Barbara Maitland

Beetlejuice*

Delia Schlimmer

Lydia Deetz*

Carrie White

Christine “Chris” Hargensen

Susan “Sue” Snell

Thomas “Tommy” Ross

Eurydice

Hades

Hermes*

Orpheus

Persephone

Aaron Burr

Alexander Hamilton

Angelica Schuyler

Elizabeth “Eliza” Schuyler

George Washington

Hercules Mulligan

James Madison

John Laurens

Margarita “Peggy” Schuyler

Maria Reynolds

Marquis de Lafayette

Philip Hamilton

Thomas Jefferson

Cosette

Enjolras

Éponine Thénardier

Fantine

Insp. Javert

Jean Valjean

Marius Pontmercy

Carlotta Giudicelli*

Christine Daaé

Erik “The Phantom”

Mme. Giry*

Meg Giry

Raoul de Chagny

Anna of Cleves

Anne Boleyn

Catherine of Aragon

Catherine Parr

Jane Seymour

Katherine Howard

VIDEO GAMES

Carl Manfred*

Chloe

Det. Chris Miller*

Connor

Elijah Kamski

Lt. Hank Anderson*

Capt. Jeffrey Fowler*

Josh

Kara

Leo Manfred

Lucy*

Luther

Markus

North

Rose Chapman*

Simon

Abigail Roberts

Arthur Morgan

Beau Gray*

Charles Smith

Daniël “Dutch” Van der Linde

Eagle Flies

Hosea Matthews*

Javier Escuella

Johnathan “John” Marston Sr.

Josiah Trelawny

Karen Jones

Kieran Duffy

Leonard “Lenny” Summers

Marion “Bill” Williamson

Mary-Beth Gaskill

Micah Bell

Molly O’Shea

Penelope Braithwaite*

Rev. Orville Swanson*

Sadie Adler

Sean MacGuire

Simon Pearson*

Tilly Jackson

[wonderswritings]

FAQ/Request Guidelines

To follow just my stories, go here @capslibrary To be tagged in any of my writing, go here

I’ve had a lot of people messaging me asking what my guidelines are for requesting because the one I have up does not have enough information on it so I’ve updated my guidelines:

When you request something, please Be Clear with what you want. I need more than steve rogers smut or fluff? This gives me nothing to write with.

I reserve the right to reject a request. I try my hardest to write each request I receive but it does get the best of me and I never get the chance to get around to do it. If you do send in a request and I do not either:  1) know who the person is  2) you hound me repeatedly for the story, on or off anon 3) I’m uncomfortable writing it, I have the right not to write it

If you request anything NSFW, you MUST be older than 18. I can not stress how important this is.

I will do oneshots, drabbles, imagines, mood boards, and a short series (if needed)

Please be patient! I try my hardest to write each and every request I’m sent but it is hard! But don’t worry! Your request will eventually be posted!

Now, here is the list of who I writer for:

Marvel:  Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Clint Barton, Thor Odinson, Tony Stark, Logan Howlett, Loki Laufeyson 

The 100: Bellamy Blake, Lexa, Clarke Griffin, Finn Collins, Roan, Raven Reyes, Octavia Blake

DC Comics: Bruce Wayne, Clarke Kent, Arthur Curry, Rick Flag

Lucifer TV: Lucifer, Mazikeen

Supernatural: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, John Winchester, Crowely

Arrowverse: Oliver Queen, Kara Danvers, Barry Allen, Mon-El, Sara Lance, Leonard Snart

Witcher: Geralt, Yennefer, Vesemir

Star Wars: Poe Dameron, Kylo Ren

Mandalorian: Din Djarin, Boba Fett

Vampire Diaries: Damon Salvatore, Stefan Salvatore, Tyler Lockwood, Lexi, Bonnie Bennett

The Originals: Elijah Mikaelson, Klaus Mikaelson, Freya, Rebekah Mikaelson, Marcel Gerald

Fast n Furious: Dominic Torreto, Brian O’Conner

Grey’s Anatomy: Derek Shepherd, Mark Sloan, Jackson Avery, Alex Karev, Owen Hunt, Nathan Riggs

Game of Thrones: Jon Snow, Khal Droggo, Robb Stark, Jamie Lannister, Tyrion Lannister

The Walking Dead: Rick Grimes, Daryl Dixon, Glehn Rhee, Negan, Abraham Ford

Actors: Chris Evans, Sebastian Stan, Henry Cavill, Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Stephen Amell

I will NOT write:

Polyamory, Incest, Abusive relationships, Rape, Dark Tropes, Kinks (just because I don’t really write smut) 

[eurusholmmes]

When Paradise Comes | c.g.

So here I am, back with my first requested oneshot in MONTHS. Be easy on me till I get back into the groove of things. For those of you who haven’t seen the post yet, requests are OPEN FOR: 

- MARVEL (Literally anyone I have written for before, including Old Man Logan!) 

- The Walking Dead (I’d prefer Carl, Ezekiel, and Aaron.. But I can compromise if I have to) 

- Star Wars (Ben/Kylo, POE DAMERON CAUSE HOT DANG, Luke Skywalker (Young and Old) and Obi Wan) 

- AGENTS OF SHIELD!!!!!

Prompt - Requested by: @5sosnerdygirlanahood

Hello!^~^ I was wondering if I could request a Carl x Y/N(Reader) Imagine,We're You're Picked In Negans Line Up And Carl Tries His Hardest To Save You <3 Thanks

In this imagine, you are the daughter to Carol. It’s a reader insert for a character of mine I created. 

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Cold gravel dug into the fragile skin of your palms as the air began tangible with blood, your body trembling against the cold as the world seemed to spin around you. How you had gotten into this position in the first place, you still had no idea. But here you were, on your knees in front of the Devil, and he was picking you off one by one. 

You were grateful- No, unbelievably thankful that Carol was not here to see this. The two of you had been attached at the hip since Michonne had rescued you from the oppressive clutches of your father, The Governor. He had kept you confined inside the walls since the start of the Turn, and when he didn’t, you were bred to be a cold, detached soldier with a thirst for blood. 

It just wasn’t your thirst. It was his. 

And now here you sat all these months later, at the hands and feet of the Devil, y/e/c irises intently watching as his baseball bat maneuvered between the members of your family in a sickening game of Eeny-Meeny-Miny-Mo. Your boyfriend Carl sat unmoving beside you, his solid blue eye set in a glare as Negan continued to provoke his father Rick. 

You glanced down at your watch. 11:58. Two minutes to think about every good thing that had happened to you since the day you’d locked eyes with the Sheriffs son. 

  “If you don’t stop acting like you own this place, I will not hesitate to shoot you!” Carl snapped. You smirked deviously as you slid the dagger your father Phillip had given you into its sheath before crossing your arms over your chest. 

  “Oh, look at that. The poor little Sheriffs son thinks he’s all big and bad. Let me tell you something, kid.” You snapped, lunging outward to pin the older Grimes son against the walls of the cellblock. The rest of the group had opted to stay outside since it was so nice out, granting Baby Judith her first rays of sunshine and an aura of happiness to envelop the members of Rick Grimes company. “Once you’ve seen the horrors I’ve committed, then you come call me. Tell me I own the place. Because believe me.. I’m only here cause I have to be.” 

Carol had approached you that same day with a foreign tenderness to her voice, asking if you were alright. You had lied to her in an instant - It was all you knew. How to manipulate, how to push people away, how to survive. 

It was that same day she’d asked you to let her in. There was something she said that day that had stuck with you ever since, in the midst of a conversation when you claimed you missed the world before the Turn. 

 “If you want to remember anything, remember the ones you lost when Paradise comes.” 

Four weeks later

  “Hey y/n?” Your head snapped upward from the cell you shared with Carol, fingers tightly wrapped around the pendant that she and Daryl had retrieved for your fifteenth birthday as you met Carl Grimes bright blue eyes. “I have something I want to give you for your birthday.” 

Your cheeks broke into an ear-splitting grin as he held up a stack of Xmen comics that Michonne had retrieved on the run she had just returned from. They were your moms favorite stories as a kid, and in turn she had gifted you with her collection the year before she passed away. There was more to them then just the stories.. There was an emotional connection lingering there. A good memory. 

You jumped to your feet and wrapped your arms around Carls neck, sinking into his embrace when he hesitantly wrapped his arms around your waist. “What happened to hating me?” You whispered. His hand slowly ghosted up your back until his fingers were tangled in your hair, thus pulling your head away from his shoulder so the two of you could glance directly at one another. 

  “You saved my dad by saving Glenn and Maggie. You’ve attempted to sacrifice yourself multiple times to help us keep this place standing. The people here have come to respect you.” His eyes flickered from your own to your lips before he was beginning to lean in, warm breath ghosting across your skin. “You made me into a better man.”

That was the same day you shared your first kiss, and the rest was history. 

  “Now who do we have here?” You gasped as the sharp edges of Lucilles barbs grazed your skin, now noticing how completely oblivious you had been that he’d finished his cruel game, and the bat had landed on you. “What’s your name, gorgeous?” 

Your entire brain stalled. Was this the moment where you flipped Death off in defiance, or begged for your life? 

Grimacing, you glanced down at your watch to look at the time. 12 AM. The wedding ring on your finger would decide for you. 

Blood turned to ice in your veins as Daryl roared your name so loudly, it brought you crashing back into reality with the forceful slap of Negans hand against your face. “I believe I asked you a question, kid.” He growled, smirking as he roughly pulled you to your feet by your hair, ignoring Daryls labored breathing as his daughter, the girl he’d raised with Carol, was dragged in front of his group. “One more time. What is your name?” 

Swallowing thickly, you lifted your y/e/c eyes and met those of the Devil. You weren’t afraid to die. You never had been. You were just afraid petrified of what would happen to those you loved afterwards. 

  “Y/n Peletier.” You snapped, lifting your bloodied palms to make your middle finger visible to Negan. He visibly grinned at your defiance as your spittle flecked on the gravel, laced with the blood that had gathered in your mouth. 

  “Well, y/n Peletier. We played the odds.. and they landed on you and Red.” Negan taunted, pointing Lucille in the direction of Abrahams corpse. You slowly exhaled through your nose as you moved to tie up your hair, revealing the array of scars that burned your upper chest from your years living with the Governor. Carls flannel tightly enveloped your body as your sight was brought into focus, and you took that split second to gaze at the people that had taken you in. “I hate to say it, but Daddy dearest needs to learn what happens when he doesn’t listen. Any last words?” 

  “NO!” 

The world slowed down when Carl shot to his feet. his boots dragging in the gravel as Dwight and Simon rushed forward to hold the teenager back. His own wedding ring, the one given to him by his father, gleamed in the headlights of the surrounding cars as he thrashed in his captors grasps. All he needed to do was get to you. 

So much red. All your life.. A constant reminder that your time spent on this Earth was soaked in blood. Scarlet hands. Scarlet lips that whispered thousands of lies. And here you were, in the last seconds of life, right in front of a growing sea of scarlet. The remains of Abraham Ford. 

  “Take me!” Carl screamed. “For the love of Christ, if you truly value what is good in this world, TAKE ME!” 

Maggie. Glenn. Sasha. Rosita. Rick. Aaron. Eugene. Michonne. Carl. Daryl. 

A small smile caressed your lips as your eyes landed on your adopted father. Everyone had told you from the first day you’d set foot in the Prison that you mirrored Daryl’s stoic, hostile personality. Once you’d dug beneath the skin of the hunter, you’d come to find a vulnerable boy craving the love he’d never been shown as a child. Carol had shown him that. And since the day you were thirteen, Daryl Dixon and Carol Peletier had taken it upon themselves to raise you as their own. 

Glancing towards your father, you managed to feign the most genuine smile you could, hoping it would sate his growing hysteria. You tore the silver pendant from your neck and tossed it in his direction. It was speckled in your blood, along with Abrahams, but the picture of you and Carol inside still remained clean. 

  “Thank you Daddy. Tell Mom I love her.” You mouthed. Your attention turned back to Carl, who had now been forced to his knees, chest heaving as he struggled to regain his breath at the sight of you being threatened. Slowly bringing your palm to your lips, you blew a kiss to the man you loved. One final time. “I’ll save a place in Heaven for us.”

The first time the bat collided with your skull, a painful ringing echoed inside your head as you brought your hands to cup your ears. The screams of your family were so loud that it made your head hurt worse. 

The second time was when your skull cracked. Rick Grimes watched in horror as you slowly straightened your spine with the remaining strength you had left, gasping as blood blurred your vision. To you, you couldn’t feel anything. But to the people in front of you, every visible inch of skin was coated in red. 

  “Taking it like a champ!” 

Your lips quivered as you turned your head towards your fiance, gaze solely focused on him as your voice managed to break out five words before you were reduced to oblivion. 

 “Remember me when Paradise comes.” 

[gaybatmanenthusiast]

FIGHTING TOGETHER (oneshot)

(abraham ford x gn! reader)

⋆★ word count : 346

⋆★ warnings : none

⋆★ abt : The reader and Abraham Ford go on a supply run together and have to fight off some walkers. They work together to protect each other and get the supplies they need, and they feel even closer after the experience.

⋆★ extra : I’m gonna start writing more frequently, also hope my Abraham lovers like this :)

As you both approached the abandoned convenience store, you had noticed a group of walkers lurking outside. Abraham quickly devised a plan to get in and out as quickly as possible.

Abraham took the lead, his machete at the ready. You followed closely behind, gun loaded and aimed. You both moved quickly through the aisles, grabbing what the camp needed and dodging the walkers that stumbled around the store at the small noises you’d make.

Just when you thought you were in the clear, a group of walkers appeared out of nowhere. Maybe ten or eight of them you’d hadn’t had time to count. Because Abraham and you had starting fighting them off back to back, taking out the walkers one by one. You’d felt a rush of adrenaline as you fought, your heart pounding out of her chest. you were grateful for Abe’s presence, his quick reflexes keeping you both safe, plus his presence helped you stay calm during this.

After what felt like hours, the last walker was down. You and Abe were still back to back, panting and sweating. They looked at each other and smiled, relieved that they had made it through together.

As you walked back to Alexandria both tired and your muscles all strained,even so you couldn't help but feel closer to Abe than ever before. You were grateful for this experience, for the way it had brought you both together and made you both stronger.

When you’d finally made it back to Alexandria, abe had collapsed onto the couch you followed along shortly. holding each other close, grateful for the safety and comfort of your home. you felt a deep sense of love and gratitude for the man beside you. you knew that you two would get through anything as long as you had each other.