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LOOKALIKE BY CONAN GRAY IS ABOUT RON AND CARL AND YOU CANNOT CONVINCE ME DIFFERENTLY

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Can we please all agree that "this song" by Conan Gray is so Carl coded like someone validate my delusion before they drag me into a cell screaming Carl is so Conan Gray's whole discography coded

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PREACH I WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR THE CHANCE FRFR

I would let them do some ridiculously awful things to me! at the same damn time

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Justice for that random ass horse that Rick picked up in the pilot episode.

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so excited to write this carl fic but i literally cannot think of what to write like what are the vibes pls send help...

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I am in love with this omg <333

⟢ just thinking about how fucking desperate needy!daryl would be for you.

he’d be a total wreck — sweaty, breathless, already whining before he even got his pants down. his cock, flushed an angry red, would be leaking precum like a damn faucet, his slit glistening, pulsing, begging for a touch that wasn’t his own. his hand would wrap around himself in a tight, punishing grip, pumping with fast, frantic strokes, but nothing he did would ever match the heat of your skin, the softness of your thighs, the sweet little sighs you’d make. he hasn't had the opportunity to taste your delicious body, but he's damn sure it would feel like heaven on earth.

his breath would hitch, stuttered gasps falling from parted lips as his hips bucked into his fist like an animal in rut. his balls ached, heavy and tight, and every nerve in his body screamed for release, but it still wasn’t enough. not without you.

“fuck, fuck, fuck…” he'd mumble, voice hoarse and ruined. forehead pressed to the mattress as he fucked his own hand like it could somehow feel like your tight warmth.

you were all he could think about — the way you said his name, slow and syrupy like it tasted good on your tongue. those little sundresses you wore around the porch, your thighs peeking out just enough to make his stomach twist. your damn smile, the way it lit him up like he was worth a damn. like he wasn’t just some broken, redneck man jerking off alone in the dark.

god, you had no clue the chokehold you had on him. no clue how he’d gone back home after passing you in the street, cock already half-hard from the sound of your laugh alone. like some needy, shame-ridden teenage boy who couldn’t stop thinking about the pretty girl next door.

his strokes would get faster, rougher, as shame curdled low in his belly — but it didn’t stop him. he couldn’t stop. he wanted to drown in the filth, to let your name fall from his lips as he came like a fucking mess.

and when it hit — god, it hit hard. his body jerked as thick, hot ropes of cum spilled over his knuckles, his thighs, dripping down his wrist while he moaned your name like a damn prayer. he didn’t stop. couldn’t. even as he whimpered from overstimulation, hips jerking, cock sensitive and twitching in his sticky grip — he kept going, like he was trying to squeeze the last drop of you out of his ruined body.

only when his head finally dropped back to the pillow, chest heaving, did the guilt hit — but even then, all he could do was imagine what your cunt would feel like if you ever let him fuck you for real.

✧ a/n: writing this before going to bed. good night everyone, love y'all. ᡣ𐭩

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Congratufuckyoulations to whoever got to bounce on it pre outbreak😩

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hey !! if ever u can and have time, i’d love to see a carl x reader who is part of the saviors from u. love your work !! 🍰

OMG YES, I will start this asap and tysm🫶🏼🫶🏼

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more Carl…….. pls…….. I lov Carl………….

I WILL FEED YOU SOON I PROMISE🤭

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Closing time

Carl Grimes x (fem) Reader

Bar au, 695 words, requested

kinda short one sorry🫶🏼

warning: Carl and Reader are both in their 20’s, SMUT, Oral (M receiving),face fucking, tiny bit of plot, no use of y/n, this is not proofread.

it had been a very long night, the bar had been packed and you and Carl had been closing it down. You were at the till trying to close the till system for the night when Carl came up behind you, his body lightly pressed to yours. He moves to click the screen his arm over your shoulder “do it like this sweetheart its way easier” He says so nonchalantly you think you might melt. God he didn’t even know what he was doing to you.

after a few minutes pass you’re humming along to some stupid tune on the radio whilst putting away clean glasses, bending down to the bottom shelf. Carl was pissing about with menus when he announced he was going to change one of the beer Kegs in the cellar as one of the beers was out. You nodded at him not really paying him any mind. it was 2:34am and you were long past due to finish your shift. After all your arbitrary tasks were done you clocked out for the night.

You made your way through the bar to get to a staff only area where the changing rooms were. You grabbed your bag and headed into the stall surprised to find Carl stood there waiting for you. “Carl?” You questioned, your heart was pounding in your throat at the beautiful boy that stood waiting for your arrival.

“God I can’t tell you how long I’ve been waiting to get you along like this” Carl steps toward you and tilts your chin up with his finger. His confession is so confident and dripping with egocentric filth. Your mouth now agape whilst he divulged this information with a blatant smirk plastered on his face. I’m so fucked you thought.

You and Carl quickly attached yourselves to each other, your legs wrapped around his torso as he grabs your ass under the guise of keeping you steady. Your lips interlocked in the most whorish way, it was fast, hungry, and quite frankly obscene. Carl made quick work of pinning you against the now locked stall door of the changing room.

“Holy shit Carl” you stutter out as he places calculated kisses on your neck. He just smirked against your neck. He did fucking know what he was doing to you, that asshole. Carl re-attaches to your lips, enticing a moan out of your mouth, he carries you back to the centre of the small cubicle where he puts you down. “what?” Your question honestly already completely fucked out without him even touching you. “get on your knees” he demands but not in a firm way, in a way that was laced with self confidence. You did as was asked, kneeling in front of him.

He started to unbuckle his belt, it was a moment you would never forget, the way his veiny hands tugged at the tough leather with such ease. That has to be the hottest thing you have ever fucking seen. once his belt was off it was a blur, his dick in your mouth sliding down your throat.

Carl grabbed your hair starting to fuck his hips into your face in an insatiable pursuit of his orgasm. He was perfection in this moment, the way his soft hand cupped your jaw as he praised you it was an oxymoron to how his dick was being rammed into your mouth as the held you in place by your hair with the other hand.

“thats it sweetheart” Carl tips his head back in pleasure making you moan around him. He was so close to completion it was insufferable, his thrusts fast and erratic. You gagged as his dick twitched at the back of your mouth, you looked a mess your hair strewn everywhere and tears threatening to vacate from your eyes. With a final buck of his hips Carl filled your mouth before pulling away from you.

You just sat on the floor bewildered by him. “I’m gunn go lock up sweetheart, and then I’ll drive you home” he ruffled your hair before swinging the bar keys around his finger, leaving you to contemplate the gravity of your recent decisions.

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people expect me to behave normally as if Conan Gray didn't just announce his fourth album

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Hey!!! so I saw you post abt carl grimes. do you write carl fics or nah. I would love to see one from u tyyyy😁

heyyy :) you’re my first ask so thank you so much <3 yes i totally can write for Carl, I’m happy to write for Carl, Ron, Daryl and maybe a couple of others like Glenn and Negan if people want me to. I haven’t written for Carl so I’m excited🫶🏼

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Jealousy

Daryl Dixon x (fem) Reader

warning: SMUT, thigh grinding, drunk sex, alcohol consumption, unprotected pinv, Daryl being a sub for the first time, no use of y/n. this is not proof read please forgive me I wrote it all tonight. this is 1k words🫣 just read it back tw for how many times it says some variation of fuck sorry guys im delusional

You were at the bar pouring yourself a masterful concoction of spirits and mixer whilst talking to carol, you was mindlessly babbling about a run you went on a couple of days ago, where you acquired a scar on your thigh. Carol however was distracted by Daryl who was drunkenly dancing with one of the other Alexandrians. She gave you a look as into say look over at Daryl right now, you obliged, now staring at Daryl with hand on another girls hip as they were considerable close to grinding on each other.

You tore your eyes away from the blood boiling scene happening on the other side of the pool, taking a deep breath of evening air trying to comprehend what you'd just witnessed. You look back to Carol who is stood shooting daggers towards Daryl, her hand over her mouth in slight shock at his drunken temperament. You quickly chug your freshly replenished drink wincing as the alcohol hit the back of your throat. "I'm gunna go sort this out" you say plainly to carol who is silently in full support.

Slamming your drink on the table as you set off across the yard. You harshly grab Daryl's wrist, yanking him away from whoever that random girl was. "inside now" you were gritting your teeth in anger. finally dragging Daryl into the nearest room and locking the door. "what the fuck was that?" you start to question but Daryl had a drunken shit eating grin all over his face. "you jealous baby?" he smirks, that fucking asshole. He leans into you starting to kiss your collarbone as he giggles to himself.

You decide not to give him any sort of reaction, if this had been his plan to get you riled up all along then you had done a perfect performance from start to finish. Daryl on the other hand started to kiss more intensely at your shoulder nibbling slightly and starting to suck. As he continued he realised you weren't reacting to his touches and kisses which clearly frustrated him ,so he started trying twice as hard to get a rise out of you.

"why don't you want me baby?" Daryl asked in a quiet tone, his voice cracking as he spoke. you tilted his chin up towards you, he wined, it was the first time you had touched his since you had dragged him inside and it made him whimper. god that made you wet but you couldn't give him the satisfaction of a reaction. "You're pathetic" you were stern with your words wanting him to melt for you. he whined at your words, you had never talked to him like that, but fuck did it make his dick twitch in his boxers.

Daryl, ever persistent, tried to kiss you which you swerved spurring him on to try to gain your affections once again. he was so fucked. he went back and started to leave wet kisses up your neck which you didn't protest. Smelling the perfume still clinging to your neck made him go feral, his kisses on your neck became open mouthed trailing up to your ear. Leaving a big kiss that might as well have been a lick behind your ear making you shudder.

He moaned, a fucking delicious moan. "please" you hear him breath out to which you just smirked. Daryl was yearning for your touch and holy fuck you could tell when he started to grind his dick against your thigh. he jutted his hips into your thigh with strangled moans "this what you wanted, baby? you wanted to get yourself off on me in a bathroom? you are so fucking pathetic" you gritted your teeth as you talked the words in his ear.

Daryl threw his head back your words, his eyes rolling back back into his skull, letting out groan as he pressed his dick harder onto your thigh. "God if you keep going like that you'll be cumming in you pants baby" your words were intended to bring him to the breaking point of desperation. Daryl just looked at you completely fucked out, you felt sorry for him until you remember his well orchestrated plan to make you jealous.

You reach down to undo his belt buckle and he's already crumbling, whimpering in your ear at just the thought you might touch him. after you're done unbuckling his belt you drag hi by the collar of his shirt towards the bathroom counter. You seat yourself atop for the counter signalling Daryl to pull his pants and boxer down. you hear him hiss as the cold air hits his VERY hard dick, after the fact you instruct him to pull your panties down from under your dress.

Without warning you grabbed his dick lining it up as you force him to sink into you before he was fully prepared. he throws his head back once again accept this time you grab his hair roughly making him look at you "hurry the fuck up and fuck me." you almost growled leaving Daryl no choice other than to move at ungodly pace in order to keep you satisfied. You knew Daryl was close before his even put his dick inside you, so him lasting long was not going to happen especially as you were both inebriated.

Daryl mouth was agape, his face concentrated with pleasure. god he was already coming loose, you forgot how hot it was when he finished quickly it was oddly the biggest complement he could give you. "that's it baby you're doing so good" you encouraged him to finish, he responded with a strung out moan as his thrust became sloppy like a dart that can't quite his the board. He was chasing his orgasm hard, moaning and groaning into your shoulder as he bites down trying to keep himself in reality.

Finally he came inside you pulling out quickly after he realised what he had done, looking up at you on the counter apologetically to which you just drunkenly giggled. not long after you cleaned yourselves up and joined the party again.

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Charlie Slimecicle could fuck get it…

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give this beautiful talented bitch some love fr🫶🏼🫶🏼

Original Writing: My First Friend

Twenty years, a threadbare ear,

Five houses changed, but you stayed near.

Four breakups, quiet in my arms,

You held me through love’s false alarms.

Mum’s last smile, a softened light—

You caught my tears that winter night.

Sleepovers filled with whispered fears,

And every holiday, through the years.

You saw me cry when no one knew,

You braved the dark when I needed you.

A world on pause, masks and dread—

You curled beside me on my bed.

From girlhood’s dreams to woman’s name,

Through every shift, you stayed the same.

A silent soul, a stitched-up seam,

You kept me close, you held the dream.

Every moment. Every start.

You are the keeper of my heart.

About that “20 years, 5 houses, 4 breakups” tiktok trend — and why i wrote this poem

there’s this viral tiktok trend where people list out milestones in their lives like:

“20 years

5 houses

3 schools

4 breakups”

and it’s always paired with something meaningful — a person, a place, an object — that’s been with them through it all.

what makes it so powerful is how those simple numbers distill a whole lifetime of memories, change, and emotion into just a few words. it’s like a poetic snapshot of everything that’s shaped us, from loss to love to growth.

so i wrote my poem inspired by that, but i wanted to go deeper. instead of just listing facts, i wanted to feel those moments — the tears, the holidays, the quiet nights — through the lens of my very first teddy bear.

this teddy isn’t just a toy. it’s a witness to every step i’ve taken from childhood to becoming a woman, holding pieces of my story stitched into its fur.

turning numbers into emotion — that’s what i aimed for. it’s a tribute to resilience, memory, and the small, constant things that hold us together.

every moment, every start.

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FUCK ISRAEL the fact they nearly won Eurovision is disturbing and disgusting. free Palestine. get fucked israel.

(hey guys just to add because people seem to think im being antisemitic, i do not support what the Israeli government and military are doing, i have no issue with jewish people i think they are amazing. I am not saying however that i think jewish people who support the genocide in gaza are right. this is not about my religious stand point it is about innocent people getting killed regardless of what religion you believe in. i hope that clears it up)

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Short Fuse

Daryl Dixon x Fem Reader

Warnings: little bit of angst but not really, smut (oral f.receiving), alcohol consumption, kinda Somnophilia if you squint very hard

You were fucking sick of it, Daryl attitude was becoming too much. It went from harmless jokes and comments at home to him tearing you apart Infront of people and then he would wonder why you would cry.

The other night was the last straw for you, he had just finished telling rick about how he hated "The way I made that face at him" or whatever the fuck he meant. It was clear rick was uncomfortable and you were out any comprehensive judgement so you decided to confront him. A whole backyard's worth of people stared at you whilst you called him all manner of colourful things.

After a while, you ended up at home drinking away the sorrows of the night, Daryl had noticeably entered your personal space. He towered over you whilst you put the whisky bottle to your smudged red lips. "what the fuck do you want?!" You shouted at him words slightly slurred, why would he tear you down like that for a fucking audience of conflicted friends. He took the bottle out of my hand calmly, restoring it to its place in a locked cupboard.

Daryl walked back over towards you and crouched to reach your height whilst you sat on the tattered leather armchair. he tilted your chin with his fingers so you would look at him, His demeanour caring, completely juxtaposed to the Daryl earlier who was berating you to your peers. "c'mon honey you need to sleep" Why was he acting like nothing happened, you were questioning yourself now double checking you weren't fabricating the prior situation because of the alcohol.

You reluctantly followed Daryl to your bedroom, where he tucked you into bed attentively, you just lay looking at the ceiling questioning what he was doing. Confusion occupied your mind as you thought if Daryl had meant all of the things he had been saying about you recently or if he didn't love you anymore but didn't have the heart to say it. eventually you fell asleep drifting into a dreamless liminal state.

A warm feeling on you inner thigh made you stir out of your slumber, you looked under the cover to find Daryl between your thighs peppering kisses all over them. Daryl, now alerted to the fact you were awake started to kiss your thighs with an open mouth the feeling of his tongue making you shiver. "m' so sorry darlin I never meant to upset you" He mumbled into your leg. He trailed his kisses up towards your centre "let me make it up to you?" he looked up at you through his eyelashes, his head tilted with a crooked smile. God, how could you say no to that beautiful man. that thought was strewn by Daryl as he licked a line straight to your clit making every thought you had void.

As soon as Daryl put his lips on your pussy, you know, you're a goner. Holy shit this has to be best fucking apology ever. Daryl was taking his time with it leisurely licking your clit in small circles. Head on the pillow your back slightly arched as Daryl's speed increased, he was getting lost in it humming into you as his licks because more vigorous. Daryl was now lightly sucking on your bud, your head threw itself further into the pillow as moans mercilessly left your mouth.

Daryl persisted with his increased pace hastening you to cum. this just drove you more insane, you started bucking your hips into his face desperate for any more contacts you could get. Your wriggling hips get stilled by Daryl a he grabs them tightly, his thumbs pressing hard into your hip bones making you whimper out in pain and pleasure. Despite Daryl's effort you still managed to start grinding on his face, whilst you were nearly crushing his concentrated face between you thighs.

As you starts to grind your clit bumps his nose to which you let out a horrifically whorish moan, his tongue circling your entrance adds to this unexpected moment of ecstasy. Daryl moves his head to re-adjust and his stumbly chin meets yours hips as you hopelessly grind on nothing. The stubble brushed your clit and you were alight with anticipation, a harsh groan left your throat as you became disappointed that Daryl had stopped touching you for more than half a second. "needy bitch" Daryl rolled his eyes and slightly smirked.

He then grabbed you and flipped you so you were now thighs on either side of his face. you were taken by surprise when he slammed your hips down, pressing you into his face. His tongue licking you in the perfect spot as his hands guide you waist to move back and forth. "holy fuck baby that's so good" you hear Daryl mumble into your cunt. hearing him say that was all that you needed, your fell apart on top of him, babbling about how good it felt and how much you loved him.

You swiftly dismounted from Daryl's shoulders collapsing on the bed next to him. Daryl threw his arm over you flippantly, pulling you into a hug. he kissed up your neck to your cheek, grinning from ear to ear.

"I love you" he whispered into your ear as you feel asleep, leaving a final kiss on your temple.