#enid rhee the walking dead

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OMGOMGOMG *s(c)reamingkickingsquealing* ‼️‼️‼️

This, THIS !! I- *screams*. YOU DONE THIS SFM JUSTICE T!! The ass slap and flirting had me all giggly 🤭... Alden being jealous, and then the breakup fight?! *chefs kiss*. And the sex- don't get me started oml it was so so perfect and very hot 😻😻😻! I listened to the She Knows It on repeat while I read it, and it made it even better. You definitely captured the "YEA WE HAD MORE FUN!!" part of the song perfectly 😼. And the way reader was all like, "“i’m going to make you feel so good,” “better… than he ever can.”" and "“how am i making you feel, baby?” “better than he did?”" OMFG I LITERALLY HAD TO TAKE A SEC BC HOT DAMN 🥵.... this was so incredibly hot and just so perfect T, I love it 🫶🏻💜

she knows it || enid rhee x fem!reader

summary: enid rhee has a boyfriend, and you know that all too well. but that won’t stop you from going after her, she knows that too.

genre: friends to lovers

warnings: smut, scissoring, oral (enid recieving) reader is such a little shit btw (18+ MINORS DNI)

a/n: sorry if you like Alden, cause i don’t and i project that into the story 💀 hope you all enjoy 🫶🏻

Enid Rhee Masterlist

you like a girl that has a boyfriend, and she knows it.

Enid Rhee, she’s your best friend, and the prettiest girl you’ve ever laid your eyes on. for years, you’ve spent every second of them admiring her, hopelessly pining over her while knowing you could never have her.

when she started to date Alden, you immediately had an issue with everything about it. even if Enid didn’t care, Alden was a former Savior. you didn’t care how much he had changed and started to help around, people like him never changed inside.

Enid has caught onto your crush, but hasn’t said anything about it. because well… she was with Alden. but she enjoys your flirting. she just won’t admit that yet.

“hey, pretty girl.” you hummed to Enid, placing your chin on her shoulder from behind. Enid jumped slightly, giggling when she realized it was you. “Y/N,” she giggled. “hi.”

“whatcha doing?” you asked, bringing your hands around her waist and wrapping them over her stomach. she breathed in deeply before responding. “folding everyone’s laundry. wanna help me?”

“of course.” Enid handed you a shirt, and you began to fold it and placed it in the shirt pile when you were done. “oh look, this is yours.” Enid smiled, holding up on of your shirts. you smirked, “it would look better on you.” you said with a wink.

Enid hit your shoulder and threw the shirt at you while you laughed and began to fold it. “i’m just saying…” you trailed off. you leaned in close to her ear, “think about it, yeah?” you whispered. then you gently slapped her ass, and Enid yelped, her face turning bright red.

you looked up and saw Alden not too far away from the two of you, staring at you with a harsh glare. you smirked over at him and grabbed a sweater from the table to fold.

Alden didn’t know Enid the way you knew Enid. sure, he know the basics. but he didn’t really know her. but you do. and you’re confident that you can treat Enid better than he ever will.

“well, that was all of it. thanks for helping with the remaining stuff.” Enid smiled at you, crossing her arms over herself. “of course, pretty. always here to help.” you told her. you turned around and saw Alden was still glaring at you. Enid noticed too, but she immediately put her attention back on you.

“well, before your boyfriend attempts and fails to beat me up, i’ll see you around, sweetheart.” you said, and Enid quietly laughed. “bye, Y/N.” she said to you, her eyes stuck on your lips.

you were finishing cleaning up the kitchen; washing the dishes and sweeping under the tables and counter, wiping down the tables and putting everything back where it belonged.

as you were finishing up putting things away, you heard shouting coming from outside. you furrowed your eyebrows as you cracked the window open, wanting to be nosy about the argument going on.

“no, Enid! stop saying it means nothing, you know it does! because if it didn’t, you would have stopped her by now. but you don’t, and you blush and smile every time. and you’re telling me you don’t feel anything for her? admit it, Enid! you like Y/N.”

your heart dropped hearing the conversation. it wasn’t just anyone arguing, it was Enid and Alden. and they were arguing about you.

“just say it. admit it and we can end this, because you’ve shown more than once that you’re into her. i don’t care if you date her, Enid. i just want you to be honest with me.”

there was silence for a moment.

“yeah… i like Y/N. i really do. i have for years. i’m sorry.”

your heart picked back up and started to race now. she’s liked you for years. just like you with her, and neither of you said anything to another.

you looked out the window again, just as Enid started to walk away from Alden. he watched as she walked away, and then turned around, going his own way. you closed the window and pretended to busy yourself.

suddenly the front door opened, and footsteps began to approach the kitchen. you turned around just as Enid stepped in. both of you froze, just staring at each other.

Enid cleared her throat, breaking the awkward silence. “i’m guessing you heard that.” she mumbled, and all you could do was nod. you couldn’t lie about that. “yeah um… i did. sorry- i really shouldn’t have done-“ Enid began to walk towards you, and you couldn’t finish your sentence as she grabbed your face in both of her hands and captured your lips in hers.

you kissed back immediately, you’ve been dreaming of this for way too long. her lips moved desperately against yours, and her hands began to wander all over your body. she slid her hands under your shirt and pulled you closer by your waist, tilting her head to kiss you harder at a better angle.

your lips felt heavenly on Enid’s and she’s wondering why she hadn’t kissed you sooner. if she knew how good your lips would feel and how soft your skin was as she kneaded it under your shirt, she would’ve done this long ago. you moaned into her mouth and your hands tangled themselves into her hair.

part of you still couldn’t believe that this was real, that Enid was kissing you. but tugging on her hair and eliciting moans from her own pretty lips made it so real, this was happening.

Enid pulled away but her face was still merely millimeters away from yours. she was breathing heavily, and then looked up at you. it was always so easy to get lost in her green eyes, they were the prettiest shade you’ve ever seen. you couldn’t believe she was even real.

she placed her hand on your chest, tugging on your shirt softly. “take me to your room.” she whispered against your lips. your breath hitched and you took her hand in yours, not wasting a second more.

you were so addicted to her lips that you couldn’t even make it to the bed before pushing her against your locked door and kissing her harshly. Enid moaned into your mouth, hands gripping anywhere they landed. they moved desperately to unclasp the button on your jeans and to pull your shirt off in only a few swift movements. you did the same, backing away from the door so you could rip her clothes off.

pushing Enid down on the bed, you couldn’t help but stare at the girl underneath you. you never thought this would happen, and seeing Enid, naked and out of breath on your own bed. she looked ethereal, maybe even more than that. words couldn’t describe how beautiful Enid was.

Enid reached a hand around your neck and pulled down back onto her lips. you grabbed her waist and pressed her hips up into yours, and she gasped at the feeling of your clits briefly rubbing against each other. you pulled away and started to leave kisses down her neck, biting in some places. in one particular spot, she moaned when you kissed over it and bit it softly.

your lips continued to travel down her collarbones and down her chest, and you kissed down the valley of her breasts. you then attached your lips to one of her nipples, your hand reaching to squeeze the other. Enid’s head fell back on the pillow as she released quiet, but needy moans. with one last kiss to her hardened nipple, you lifted your head and looked back down at her, your body buzzing with adrenaline and lust.

“i’m going to make you feel so good,” you whispered, “better… than he ever can.” she whined at your words and managed to whisper, “please, fuck me.”

something in you shifted when she said that. you felt your self control slowly leave your body as you kissed down her body, all the way down to her throbbing clit. you licked over it once to tease her, and Enid’s hips thrusted up against your mouth as she moaned out. you couldn’t tease her any longer, you were practically almost as impatient as Enid to finally get a taste of her. you finally wrapped your lips around her clit and started to suck harshly while spreading her legs apart.

Enid’s eyes widened as she stared up at the ceiling, and moans started to fill the room. you wrapped your arms around her thighs and pulled her closer into you, keeping her legs hooked over your shoulders. your lips released her clit and you licked one more strip over it before inserting your tongue into her dripping hole. a scream came from Enid, fueling your pride and filling you with confidence.

one hand let go of Enid’s thigh and you started to sloppily rub her clit with your thumb. Enid was in pure ecstasy, her head glued to the pillow while her moans screamed to everyone that you were making her feel this good, that you were the one making her scream like that.

Enid’s moans were so beautiful, one of the prettiest sounds you’ve ever heard. you could listen to her moan for you like this for hours. you moaned at the taste of her, and it sent vibrations up Enid’s body. she cried out and her hips thrusted up at the sensation. “do it… do it again,” she whined out. “please… need you so bad.”

you sunk your tongue in deeper, eyes closing as you moaned into her, reveling in the way it drove Enid crazy. her moans were turning you on to no end, you couldn’t help but lightly rut against the bed to get some friction.

Enid’s legs started to shake under your touch and her breathing was rapid — you knew she was close. you continued rubbing her clit and thrusting your tongue in and out of her. her hands gripped the bedsheets, her knuckles turning white from how hard she held them. her moans grew louder and louder as her body tensed up, and then her orgasm hit her. you continued to eat her out through her orgasm. her body soon went limp and you pulled alway from her to let her come down from her high.

you crawled over her and started to kiss at her neck and chest, but Enid grabbed your face and pulled your lips onto hers. you kissed sloppily, both of you far too needy to do it any other way. your hands ran all over her body, worshipping every inch of it.

Enid lifted her leg and wrapped it over your thigh, and you slipped your other leg between hers. you moved your hips down and Enid thrusted hers up, and your clits met in the best way possible. both of you pulled away from the kiss to moan, but you immediately were pulled into each other again.

your hips began to move with each other in sync. Enid gripped onto your back, her nails sliding down your back and leaving light marks. a moan was pulled from your lips before you even realized it. it felt so good, and Enid kept doing it which only made you move your hips faster.

your lips disconnected from hers, “how am i making you feel, baby?” you whispered against her swollen lips. Enid whimpered, “better than he did?” you asked. Enid nodded rapidly, “yes! so…. so good.” her eyes rolled to the back of her head at one particular move of your hips. her words were becoming slurred, you were practically fucking her dumb.

“you’re mine, yeah?” Enid moaned in response, “i’m yours, i’m all yours!” your hands reached up and began fondling with her breasts again. you squeezed them and kneaded the skin, occasionally pinching her hard nipples between your thumb and finger.

Enid couldn’t stop moaning, she was so lost in the pleasure that she couldn’t focus on anything but you and the way your hips moved together. she was in complete euphoria.

“faster!” she begged. “i’m so close. please… faster.” you couldn’t deny her, so you moved your hips faster against hers, and Enid’s moans only grew louder. she had truly never felt this much pleasure before. she was already growing addicted to you.

“come on, pretty. cum all over my thighs, make a mess.” your words brought her closer and closer until the two of you hit your peak at the same time. the room filled with moans while you both continued to slowly rut into each other to ride out your highs. you gently removed yourself from Enid and got into bed next to her. she already began wrapping herself in your blankets.

when you laid your head on your pillow, Enid leaned down and kissed you. the two of you sloppily made out for another few minutes, just lazily running your hands over each others bodies.

she then pulled away, “you’re so much better than him. in every way possible. and i can’t believe it took me this long to realize.” you smiled, “i’ve loved you for years, you know.”

“i know,” she hummed, caressing your cheek. “i have too, but i was so scared of it not working out. and then you started the flirting, and i knew i couldn’t hide my feelings forever. and now that i have you…” Enid trailed off.

“i’ll never let you go.” you finished for her. Enid nodded. “yeah, me either. i can’t imagine myself ever doing that.”

Enid kissed you once more. “i love you,” she whispered, pressing another kiss to your nose. you laughed, “i love you more.”

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-Everyone at a small gathering in Alexandria-

Carl: If you put 'violently' in front of anything to describe your action, it becomes funnier.

Enid: Violently studies.

Glenn: Violently sleeps.

Maggie: Violently looks over expansion plans.

Spencer: Violently checks out Y/N.

Y/N, looks worriedly between Spencer and Daryl: Violently kisses Daryl.

Daryl: Violently stabs the head lady’s kid.

Rick: Violently worries about the previous statement.

Y/N: Violently takes Daryl home.

Rick: Violently appreciates that.

Carl: Violently wonders how that escalated so quickly.

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what to post ....

im bored someone request something (i'll write just about anything)

anyway while you're here enjoy these pictures of our beloved twd cast

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MASTERLIST ,, the walking dead ,, rules & other masterlists

IMMUNE ,, carl grimes x female reader

HURT ,, carl grimes x female reader

A TRIM ,, carl grimes x female reader ( 🦋 most popular )

NOT MY FATHER ,, carl grimes x female walsh!reader

TO SEE THE STARS ,, carl grimes x female reader

HARD TO LOVE ,, carl grimes x female reader

SCARS ,, carl grimes x female reader

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enid: hey, y/n!

y/n: *sigh* carl used to call me y/n...

enid: that's because it's your fucking name!

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i just spent two hours making these (and 4 more i can only put 10 tho)

i'd say it was worth it

[juuuulez]

Hello :) Carl x F!Greene!Reader, Reader and Carl had been pining for each other since they met at the farm but they haven't had a chance to talk about it TO CONFESS so basically more than friends but no label. Back in s5e15 Carl chases Enid when he spots her climbing over the wall. And in the tree scene where they almost kissed, Reader somehow spots them(was on a walk to relieve stress) I am such a sucker for ANGST. You have full reign of how the story will go! Ty v much :))

Little Pleasures.

info: S5Carl x Greene! Reader, technically no pronouns used but u can fill that in mentally, kids being stupid.

summary: You catch Carl and Enid sharing an intimate moment, and can no longer repress your feelings for the Grimes’ boy. Luckily, he intends on making it right.

this was soooo cute to write!!! plss send more request i loved doing this!

You’ve learnt to enjoy the little things in life.

Seeing your sister, Maggie, happy with Glenn filled you with joy. Carol would sometimes bring over cookies, and promised to teach you the recipe. Once Daryl found an old music box while on a supply run, and brought it back for you.

But your favourite little pleasure? Well, that was easily Carl Grimes.

Whenever you were sad, he’d notice, and let you read his comics. He was perceptive like that, and could sense your emotions from a mile away. Maybe he, too, felt this deep sense of sadness, an ache that never went away.

After the death of your father and sister, that ache became all consuming. Some days you couldn’t bare to get up, and yet those where the days Carl turned up, standing on your porch. Throwing stones at your window.

Once again, it was these little things that made life worthwhile. You liked to think that Carl enjoyed your company as much you did his.

Sure, back at the prison Beth had egged you to make a move on him, as it was no denying how the sheriff’s boy made your heart sore. Back then, it was a silly little crush, one you’d indulge in just to pass the time. But now it was impractical. Seeing everybody you loved perish numbed you, and growing attached to Carl would only result in further turmoil.

At least, that’s what you told yourself.

So why did seeing Carl with Enid hurt so much?

Whenever you were particularly sad, a walk seemed to help. Except for now, crouched behind a bush watching Carl and Enid hiding in a tree, their faces inches away. It made you feel sick.

Why was he with her? Did she have something you didn’t? Was she prettier? Could understand his comics better?

Your mind ran rampage, the embarrassing feeling of hot tears spilling into your cheeks. This was pathetic. You’d sworn that Carl meant nothing to you, and yet you couldn’t handle seeing him with someone else.

In a hurry, you took off, scurrying back to Alexandria. No more walks. No more going outside. No more little pleasures.

That was until late at night, when the familiar tapping on your window returned.

Ping.

Ping.

Ping.

“Stop it!” You shout, moving to pry your window open just before Carl can throw another stone. It makes your insides feel warm and fuzzy, the sight of him standing there, hair messy under his hat. You’d missed him.

“Will you come down?” He asks in a plea, speaking in this whisper-shout in an attempt not to wake the whole neighbourhood. “I haven’t seen you all day. Thought maybe you weren’t feeling well.”

Your jaw clenches, wanting nothing more than to banish him from your sight. “Maybe I just don’t want to talk to you.”

It was harsh, childish venom dripping from your tone as you slam the window shut, the harsh action vibrating against the wall. Sniffling, wiping messily at your eyes, you sat back down on your bed.

Ping.

Ping.

Ping.

You groan into your pillow, rolling onto your stomach and kicking your legs against the bedding. Why won’t he give up?

At your lack of response, there’s silence. It sounds like Carl’s gone home. Good. Now you can avoid him all day, all night, and never have to see him that close to Enid again. She can have him.

Only a few minutes later there’s a knocking at your door. You tilt your head out of the pillow, looking across the room. However, before you can give permission, the door is opening, revealing Carl once more.

“I said I didn’t want to talk to you!” You scold him, and in a fit of aggression, throw your pillow over at the boy.

He catches it seamlessly, throwing it into the bed as he approaches you. “Why the hell not? I got a new edition of Hawkeye. Thought you’d want to read it.”

“Why don’t you read it with Enid?” You mumble, turning away from him to face the opposite wall. This all seems so childish and stupid, the exact thing you wanted to avoid by distancing yourself from Carl.

There’s a beat of silence.

The bed dips slightly, a warm presence filling the space next to you. It takes everything within your power not to look at him.

“Enid doesn’t like comics,” Carl tells you, his voice quiet and sincere, like he can sense how upset you are no matter how irrational. “I wanted to see you today. But you’ve been avoiding me lately.”

You roll your eyes, and with one motion, fall back onto your bed with a huff. “I thought I didn’t want to be near you. Incase… I started enjoying it too much.”

You’re met with silence again, like an indication to continue. At least, that’s how you take it.

“Something bad’s gonna happen, Carl. It always does. And I don’t want… to be too sad, when you get hurt. Or when I get hurt.”

There’s a gentle thud as Carl falls back onto the bed, laying next to you over the covers. You don’t look at him, but he’s looking at you.

“Where’s the fun in that?” He asks, “It’s okay to be scared… but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t do things that make you happy.”

You don’t respond, too embarrassed to admit the feelings that have been eating you up inside. The words you can’t seem to push past your lips, no matter how hard you try.

Luckily, Carl does it for you.

“Do I make you happy?”

It’s an innocent question, yet makes your face flush red, ashamed that he’s been able to pick you apart so easily. If your reaction wasn’t obvious enough, you meekly nod in confirmation.

If you were facing Carl, you’d see the smile that spread across his face.

“You make me happy, too. More than you could understand.” He tells you, an admission that warms your heart.

Finally, you look over at him, and find that Carl is closer than you anticipated. He’s taken his hat off, resting further on the bed, brown hair messily splashed out on the sheets.

A smile of your own makes its way onto your face, feeling understood in a way that’s become so foreign. This couldn’t get any better.

Until it did.

“Can I… kiss you?” Carl asks, an innocent request that reignites that fire within you, the one you’ve been ignoring for so long.

When you speak, it comes out in a nervous whisper, “Please.”

For the first time in months, you’ve found something that truely makes you happy. A little pleasure above all.

The way Carl gently places his lips on yours, hands cupping your face like it were made from porcelain, that you may shatter under his fingers. He’s nervous, but that’s okay. You’re nervous, too.

You could definitely get used to this.

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Devil's Haircut - (Carnid)

Summary: The last time Carl got a haircut was before his mother Lori died. He's finally ready for another one, and he's entrusted the process in Enid's hands.

Masterlist!! Taglist!!

Pairing: Carl Grimes / Enid Rhee

Warnings: Talk of parental death

Era: Not specific, but sometime around s10, pretending the Grimes family is still intact.

Word Count: 1.3k

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"It's getting a bit long for the summer don't you think?" Enid sat cradling the boy in his own bed, whilst she ran her fingers through his hair, tangled from a long day of physical labour.

"Perhaps, but I don't mind it." He knew what was coming next. It didn't bother him as much as it used to, nevertheless he'd still sometimes catch himself accidentally holding his breath when the topic came up.

She ruffled his hair around, "Maybe I could give it a trim for you sometime. God knows when you last had a haircut." God might have known, but so did Carl, in fact, he remembered the occasion quite vividly. It was one of those memories he had clutched to in fear of losing after his mother died, she'd given him his last haircut.

After the tragedy, Carl had racked his brain for every reminder of his mother, mentally cataloguing it all, his memory was the only thing that wouldn't abandon him until he himself abandoned the world. For years he had spent hours each day making sure there wasn't one thing he'd forgotten about her.

As much as Carl wanted to honour her existence by telling everyone every story he had, part of him wanted to keep the small pieces of her that only he knew, right in his pocket. As if to remind him that she wasn't just stories, but she had actually, at some point in time, been tangible.

He could tell the story of his last haircut as much as he'd like, people would understand it, some had even been witness in the moment. But no one could understand how it felt to be protected by his mother's touch, comforted and soothed within such a trivial activity. In those last days before the world was ultimately doomed, whilst there was still hope, she'd kept only the most fragile of touches for her son, wanting to protect and shield him from what had seemed to be the short-term decay of the world. So that maybe, once the world had fixed itself, he wouldn't remember the global panic that froze everyone, only that his mother loved him.

He hadn't had another haircut since, he feared that if he let someone else handle him in that way, the memories would intertwine and his mother's touch would become watered down and worthless. It scared him.

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Carl looked up from the poster he'd been blankly staring at, welcomed back to Earth by Enid's smiling face. God he loved her, sometimes he wanted to shout it from where everyone would hear, but other times he just wished to engulf her in the fact, in the comfort of his own room.

"You don't have to cut it if you don't want, it was just a suggestion. But, I do need you to help with mine tomorrow. Think you can do that?" Carl nodded his head. She planted a quick kiss on his forehead and thanked him.

They spent the rest of the evening doing their own activities, by each other's side, with only small chunks of conversation being exchanged every so often. They enjoyed the mildness of one another's company.

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Enid set up on the front porch, clippers and fine combs, she carried a chair out the front door. Carl followed quickly behind, asking "So what do I actually have to do?" She sighed and replied: "Don't worry, it's nothing too laborious, just a trim."

He awkwardly approached the scissors, as if he'd never seen a pair before in his life. It took him a couple minutes, but he soon began feeling around Enid's head with his hands, reassuring himself that there was no possibility of screwing up.

She didn't rush him, and let him take his time. Enid enjoyed the closeness, and the domestic nature of the activity, it made her smile. She'd told Carl neatness didn't matter, she didn't mind whether it was raggedy or uneven, she'd live. At least it would be cut.

There was still hope inside of her that the act of cutting her hair would bring Carl around to letting her reciprocate the action on him. As she hoped, the further they progressed, the more slick his touches became, and the more carefree he was with the scissors, he might have actually been enjoying himself.

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"Okay I'm done." Carl dusted off Enid's shoulders and let her come inside with him so she could view the final product. He looked proud of his work as she played around with her hair in the mirror.

Enid turned around and smiled into a kiss on his cheek. She pulled away to look at his face. Upon matching her stare, his gaze softened, "You know, maybe a small trim wouldn't hurt." Enid was ecstatic that he'd finally confirmed her this privilege.

She was quick to have him pulled away from her, as she led him back out to the porch. He sat down on the seat Enid had been sat in earlier, and she eyed up and down the length of his hair, deciding where would be safest to cut.

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Carl wasn't even thinking of saying yes until he'd finished with Enid's hair. He'd seen the neighbours strolling past the house, quickly looking at the pair of them, only to smile and look away, as if they knew how sacred that moment was, even before Carl did.

He realised that these were the moments he wanted to outweigh the major events in his life, even though by comparison these ones were microscopic in importance. He wanted to make memories that didn't just bring joy upon reflection, but the ones that had also been joyous in the moment.

He didn't let these thoughts over-complicate the event, he sat patiently, feeling Enid take to his hair, double-checking every move she made. The segments of silence were constantly broken by pieces of playful conversation, which brought the pair to laughter. It was a peaceful environment, and Carl felt as though the interaction was encased by a small bubble, which no harm could penetrate.

~ Enid put the scissors down and took one final glance at her completed handiwork before telling Carl she had finished. He didn't immediately rise, he was still savouring the last of it, but as Enid followed him back into the bathroom, she was almost as excited as he was.

Carl took one look at himself in the mirror before letting out a single smiling breath. He could barely notice a difference in length and style, although he had to admit the load felt a lot lighter, and would do him much better in the increasingly warm oncoming weather.

"Do you like it?" Enid asked, the few seconds of silence had been too much for her, awaiting his feedback was painful.

"Yeah, you did good, really good." He looked at her once more, taking visual screenshots of the moment, that would last forever in his memory.

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The thought of his mother didn't even hit him until well after the event had ceased, and the two of them were preparing a Grimes family dinner in the kitchen. But upon taking one glance at her, Carl concluded that he didn't mind that his mother's memory was beginning to become entangled by hers, in the end all his memories boiled down to love, and he loved her now more than ever.

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ok ok, hear me out...

Enid Rhee x Dixon!Reader??

Prompt: "...Why are you quiet?" "That's probably the most I've ever heard you talk."

So basically, where reader (either fem or gn, whatever you want) is Daryl's kid (biological or adoptive) and they're super quiet, similar to their father. Like, only speaks if spoken to. Reader and Enid are close friends and maybe after a dangerous encounter, or something angsty, reader can't keep their feelings to themselves anymore and confesses.

AAAGH i'm gonna leave it at that and give you whatever creativities you want. I literally love all your fics and your style of writing, so I hope you like this request and take it cause I would personally be thrilled to see what you come up with.

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FATHERS DAUGHTER. ⋆｡°✩ enid rhee x fem!dixon!reader .ᐟ WORD COUNT .ᐟ ⭑ 1.2K ꩜ .ᐟ WARNINGS ⭑ angst + fluff + friends to lovers (mostly fluff IDK WHAT TO CALL IT theres so many fanfic terms my ass is not caught up on!), reader is daryls daughter (you can interpret if its adoptive or not ), reader is quiet/monotoned, near-death situation? kissing, mostly just cute stuff with a tiny bit of angst! .ᐟ SUMMARY .ᐟ ⭑ you admit your feelings out of fear. ꩜ .ᐟ A/N .ᐟ ⭑ okay i LOVE THIS REQUEST ANON!! thank you so much!! enid is so fun to write for and this was just so fun to write AHH!! and thank you so much im so glad you like my writing, hope i did your request justice <3

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you had been staying up all night reading some book you had found on a run.

it was clear to everyone that you were a night owl. you could stay up days without being super effected by it, but that could also just be what happens after being in an apocalypse for a few years.

or, it could be that you were exactly like your father.

you were as quiet as him, had the same sleep schedule as him, everything.

anywho, you stayed up and saw the sun started rising, and thats when you remembered you and enid had a quick run together a little ways away from alexandria.

you decided to start getting ready a bit early, just to kill some time. you placed your bookmark in the gutter of the book before closing it and standing up.

the only thing differently you did from your father was that you kept all of your clothes as clean as possible. you even did his laundry sometimes. you didn't blame him though, he was a busy man. you were glad you could help in some way.

you picked a blue flannel, rib-knit tank top, and jeans.

just as you finished changing your clothes, you heard a knock at your door.

"come in." you replied monotonously.

enid opened the door, raising her eyebrow with a slight chuckle as she looked at you. "you're already ready?"

"mhm."

"did you even sleep last night?" she walked over to your bed and sat to your side.

"no. i was reading." you looked at her. your expression and voice was always quite flat, but enid never cared. she knew it was just who you are, and she'd never change a thing about you.

"of course." she nodded in response, looking at the book that laid behind the two of you. "you are your fathers daughter."

"what's that supposed to mean?"

"oh, nothing bad." she nudged you in the shoulder. "you're just quiet and a night owl. just like daryl."

"yeah." you put a hand up to your shoulder, acting like it hurt with a slight smile.

"well, are you ready to head out?" enid jumped off the bed and picked her bag back up.

you nodded, standing up with her.

...

you've been driving for a little while now. like i said, the place your guys' run was located was a little ways away from alexandria.

but, you guys made it.

you parked on the side of the road and stepped out, grabbing your bag as well as holstering your gun.

you looked over to your side at enid as she stepped out of the car. you walked a bit further forward, scoping out the area.

"does it look clear so far?" enid sneaks up behind you, her iconic smile still plastered on her face.

"so far. i don't hear anything right now, but we still have quite a bit of area to look over."

she nods, stepping directly to your side. "i'm sure this run will be easy. we've never had much trouble over here." enid continues, her voice almost sounding as if she's trying to comfort you?

you shrug. "mhm."

the two of you walked throughout the forest, no signs of any walkers.

"why'd they have us go out here if theres nothing?" enid looked around, her knife in hand despite her firmly believing she wouldn't need to use it today.

"you're jinxing us."

"you believe in jinxes?" she chuckled, her mouth slightly curving up.

you look away, a bit embarrassed. you shrug your shoulders again in response.

as you step forward, you hear a crack from the woods that you guys had yet to check.

"yes, i do."

you pull your gun out and begin stepping into the woods with enid following behind you.

there was a hill at the edge of the woods with a couple of trees surrounding it. you could barely see where it ended.

you turned around at the sound of groans, and spotted quite a bit of walkers in the distance heading right your way.

but before you could think, the edge of the hill cracked beneath your feet.

"oh shit!" you screamed as you fell. enid instinctively reaches out and grabs your hand. you hit your nose on the hill as you swing down, causing it to bleed.

it was at least a 20 foot drop. you looked down as enid struggled to try and get you up.

"oh f- hold on! it'll be okay." enid tried to comfort despite her freaking out along with you. she moves her other hand to try and pull you up.

"fuck, fuck!" you panicked, the taste of iron entering your mouth as you tried reaching your other arm up to help. you helped her pull yourself up and you fell onto the ground.

"come on! we have to go!"

enid holds your hand, intertwining it with hers, to lift you up. you both begin running through the forest and past the walkers that were starting to surround the two of you, adrenaline rushing throughout both your veins.

you guys arrive back at the car, throwing yourselves into the seats and catching your breath.

without thinking, you start speaking through your breaths.

"oh man, i thought.. i thought i was going to die... i thought i was going to die, and i didn't even tell you how i love you, enid. i really love you, i-i'm sorry."

enids eyes widen, her hands still placed on her chest catching her breath as she stares at you with a reddened face.

after a moment of silence, you speak up again.

"...why are you quiet?"

"that's probably the most i've ever heard you talk."

enids expression changed into a large grin. she leans forward and pulls a rag out of her backpack. "and you didn't even care about the fact that your nose is still bleeding."

you stay sitting there as she cups your cheek, putting the rag up to your face.

she didn't respond to what you said.

did she feel the same? or did you just make a fool out of yourself?

as your nose stops bleeding, she sets it down and looks at you with a smile.

"i love you too, by the way."

before you could react, she leans forward and kisses you.

your body froze as you processed what was happening, but you finally got the courage and moved your hands up to her cheeks as you returned the kiss.

you could feel her smile under the kiss the moment your hands touched her face.

you were sure she could tell how anxious you were. that she could tell that there were butterflies in your stomach and a knot in your chest, despite the kiss being soft and delicate.

she pulled away, her mouth still curved into a smile.

you looked back at her in shock, taking in all of her features before she broke the silence.

"you're extremely red."

you choked on air as her words snapped you back to reality. "oh, shut up."

"i'm serious! you look like a cherry." she giggled, moving your hair behind your ear.

you rolled your eyes, unsuccessfully pushing away a smile. "come on..."

"wanna do it again?" she tilted her head, her hands moving down to your shoulders.

despite what seemed like a protest previously, you nodded vigorously.

she laughed and leaned in once again.

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[elisiassideb1tch]

Some random S7 Enid Rhee Gifs <3

[enid-rhees]

bite me ‧₊˚♡ enid rhee x vampire!fem!reader

summary ‧₊˚♡ enid finally asks you to do what you’ve been waiting a century for.

warnings ‧₊˚♡ suggestive content, blood-sucking.

her skin was so sweet.

Y/N’s lips devoured Enid’s neck, her cold lips kissing the sweet, pale skin. Enid moaned underneath her, her legs slowly hiking up Y/N’s and her fingers gripping Y/N’s back.

god, if Y/N still had a heart, it’d be beating so fucking fast right now.

she could feel the warmth of Enid’s blood pulsing through her veins, it made her cheeks rosy pink, her skin burning red as Y/N turned her on to no end. they’ve never gone farther than this - just making out.

Y/N was scared of hurting Enid in any way, she wouldn’t know what to do with herself if Enid ever got hurt and it was her fault. and as much as she wanted to make love to Enid, she didn’t know how much control she truly had.

but it wasn’t a secret that Enid wanted her just as badly. every night she teased Y/N, running her fingers over her clothed cunt, or running her lips across her icy cold neck. she wanted Y/N to ruin her, but Y/N refused. until they were married, or until Enid gave her the green light to change her.

“Y/N.” Enid panted, her pink, plump lips slightly parted. “Y/N please.” she whined, tears pricking her eyes. “what is it, darling? tell me.” Y/N spoke softly, trailing her finger tips over Enid’s cheeks. Enid got chills at the touch.

“bite me.” she spit out. Y/N’s eyes widened slightly. “baby-“ she started, but Enid shook her head. “please… please. i need you so bad. i need to feel your teeth in me. i want to be yours forever, please.” Enid begged, her green eyes pouting up at Y/N.

how could she say no?

“baby, you have no idea how much i want to. but you need to be aware of the pain you’re about to experience. i can’t- i can’t make it go away.” she whispered softly, rubbing her thumb over Enid’s lips. “i don’t care.” Enid stated with a shake of her head. “bite me. please.”

Y/N inhaled a breath she didn’t even have and tilted Enid’s head to the side. Enid’s blood filled her senses and her pupils dilated. “ready?” she asked. Enid nodded. “i’ve been ready for a fucking century.”

her mouth opened, and then her fangs slowly came out. she leaned closer to Enid, hesitating. “please, Y/N. just do it.” she whined.

so she did it. she sunk her teeth into Enid’s neck, taking all of her blood. Enid screamed in pain, but part of it was a moan. Y/N could tell. she held onto the other side of Enid’s neck to keep her place and sucked harder. she could feel Enid grind herself into Y/N’s legs.

her blood was sweeter than anything else she’s ever tasted. she couldn’t bring herself to pull away. it was so addicting.

beneath her, Enid went limp. she pulled away instantly, hovering over Enid’s body. “come on, baby.” she whispered, licking the blood off of her teeth. her skin was pale, and her eyes were dull. “come on…”

under Y/N’s hand, she felt Enid’s neck turn cold. cold like her, not just a little. she stared into her green eyes, and watched as blood red washed over them. a smirk formed on her lips as Enid’s body slowly came back to life. “baby?” she asked.

there were a few moments of silence, and then Enid’s red eyes met her own. Y/N didn’t even have a moment to process Enid’s beauty before Enid pounced on her, her cold lips attacking hers. Y/N held onto her back and kissed back desperately.

Enid pulled away first, smiling at Y/N with newly sharp fangs and her red eyes. “i’m yours forever now.” she whispered, leaning down to kiss down Y/N’s neck. Y/N moaned as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. “forever.” she repeated breathlessly.

a/n: i love twilight btw. enid icon by the amazing @elisiassideb1tch 💙

[angelwings-crossbowstrings]

Daryl: If ya bite it an’ ya die, s’poisonous. If it bites ya an’ ya die, s’venomous.

Carl: What if it bites me and it dies!?

Enid: Then you're poisonous. Jesus Christ, Carl, learn to listen.

Glenn: What if it bites itself and I die?

Michonne: That's Voodoo.

Abraham: What if it bites me and someone else dies?

Eugene: That's correlation, not causation.

Tara: What if we bite each other, and neither of us die?

Y/N: That's kinky.

Daryl, throwing his hands up and walking away: Oh my god.

[hiro--aoki]

TWD Incorrect Quotes from my classmates

Tw: contains swear words, mention of sex, use of slut and maybe some other offense things, idk

Michonne: Because your minds are still developing you want to….

Y/N: Do drugs!

Michonne: Take more risks…

Y/N: Nah…

Michonne: A risk is any unsafe action or stupid, thoughtless and careless behaviour.

Carl to Y/N: Literally me.

*Coughs that sound like an erupting volcano*

Abraham: My tummy hurts.

Michonne: Can you name three risks?

Merle: Sex with no protection!

Carl: A gun with no safety on!

Y/N: Having a forehead as big as Merle’s!

Deanna: So, we have codes A, C and D.

Rick: Why not code B? Where’s the B????

Aaron: B-cause.

Glenn: You should b- ashamed of yourself…. I’m not funny

Maggie: You’re not funny

Deanna: So, code A stands for….?

Daryl: Ass!

Eugene: Acceptable!

Aaron: Yeah *fistbump*

Y/N: Nerd!

Deanna: What about code C?

Maggie: Coffee.

Eugene: Calculated!

Deanna: Yes! How about code D?

Abraham: Deez nuts!

Sasha: Dangerous!

Carol: Destructive!

Deanna: Yeah! You guys concern me!

Y/N: Ron, shut up you acoustic monk.

Glenn: Guys I accidentally wrote relationhips instead of relationships.

Carl: Y/N, has relationhips.

Y/N: What’s that supposed to mean?!?!

Y/N: Carl, has a shirt that says ‘ Roblox is life’ shirt, and he said it suits me.

Negan: Feel how soft my water bottle is.

Simon: Stop stroking your water bottle like that!

Michonne: What’s something that was legal, but was a destructive decision?

Merle: Weed!

Enid: I wanna jump off a cliff.

Y/N: I wanna kiss a 12 gauge.

Enid: My dad jumped out of a plane without a parachute…

Carl: My dad is a plane.

Andrea: My butt hurts.

Dale: *Gives strange look*

Andrea: You’re looking at me like you wanna fuck me.

Dale: What?

Shane: Ha!

Dale: No, I actually didn’t hear.

Amy: Real.

Negan: Did you wash your ass today?

Michonne: So, tell me an example of a safety risk?

Merle: Your mom

Michonne: …and some conatin cannabis

Judith: These gummies tastes funny.

*Watching a budget direct ad and Captain Risky comes on*

Jesus: Smash

Ron: Bro’s him

Daryl: I mean he has all the skills

Carl: Bluds the main character

Y/N: You look like a potato

Dwight: You look like a trash can

Y/N: Nuh uh

Dwight: Yeah uh

Negan: Dwight, keep working *Lightly caresses the shovel Dwight’s hand*

Y/N: Stop!

Dwight: Stop it I don’t like it!

Y/N: Yes, we are Sluts

Rosita: Sexy Ladies Under Tonnes of Stress

Y/N: I can’t make a decision that big, I can’t even tie my own shoes!

Enid: Please tell me you’re joking.

Y/N: I’m not, I tie them like a three-year old! Let me show you!

Enid: No, no thanks…

Y/N: Watch my feet! Watch my shoes. *Ties laces with two loops*

Enid: Ew *visibly cringes*

Carl: …I just asked if you wanted pancakes or waffles….

Glenn: Look how much funny shit we said today.

Daryl: I can’t it’s too black

Glenn: Ayo?

Daryl: I meant too dark!

Y/N: Nah!

*Glenn adjusts lighting*

Daryl: Now it’s too white!

Y/N: !!!

Daryl: Too bright! Too bright!

Negan: BALLS

Y/N: Gotta rizz ‘em with the ‘tism

Negan: I’m a Savior….save ya mom!

*Carl and Ron carrying a log*

Enid: For a second I thought that was in their ass’s

Y/N: I want them up my ass

Enid: What?

Y/N: What?

*Truck passes*

Daryl: Awww yeah, listen to tha’

Y/N: I can smell the air…

Daryl: No shit, sherlock!

Glenn: Don’t judge a book by it’s-

Eugene: Erm actually, it’s in the human instincts system, for us to make a quick judgement on a person appearance to determine whether they are friend or foe.

Y/N: Oooh, did I appear friend or foe when you first saw me?

Eugene: Well, when I first encountered you, you looked like you couldn’t hurt a fly, but since then, I have realised my mistake and have grown scared of you.

Rosita: He’s scared of everything…

Eugene: Not pickles!

Beth: What song do you wear?

[sam-moose]

Enid: I think y/n was right.

Ron: i'm surprised they haven't marched in here to say "i told you so".

Carl: they so wouldn't do that!

*y/n, walking into the room*

y/n: you're right, Carl. for once in your life, you're 100% right! i would never say that.

y/n: *turns around, the shirt they're wearing saying, "y/n told you so" on the back*