#Carl crashing the car in front of Enid...

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Now Or Never - Carl Grimes x Y/N (gender-neutral)

Warnings: SLOW BURN, smut (18+), receiving!y/n, receiving!carl, fingering, protected sex, loosing first times, angst (miscommunication), finding comfort, slight jealous!carl, slight jealous!y/n, swearing. All teenage characters are set to be 18-19, so a bit different than the original timeline.

Summary of the prologue: You and Carl have known each other since kindergarten. Yet after the whole world fell down in front of your eyes, the chances of meeting again would be slim to nothing. After 10~11 years of looking for a stable group of survivors, you found and now live comfortably in a place called Alexandria, with your friends Ron, Mikey and Enid. Until one day, when you sneak out, you come across two strangers from a group near your home and you happen to recognize a familiar face.

A/N: This will be one of my first fanfics that contains a first perspective Y/N gender neutral reader as I want to satisfy everyone with this! Feel free to send requests. :))

Words: idk but it’s beyond long. 😞

“Fuck..” You say as you look down at your leg. You were just ambushed by a zombie, barely getting away but luck is on your side today, as the walker got caught up on a trap you had previously placed some days before. Though, it did managed to rip your jeans a little, your breath quickens as you search for any scratch or bites. You were safe, but you never knew when you couldn’t.

‘I can’t do this, I need to get back inside. What if Ron finds out I went out?!’ You mentally told yourself.

Your friends in Alexandria were rather nice most of the times, but Ron had.. problems. His dad wasn’t the Dad Of The Year, nor would he be close to that title, so you believed it rubbed on Ron as years went on. You and Ron had always multiple fights about getting to explore outside the safety of the walls. Not only would he always bring up your traumatic upbringing up until Alexandria to make you stay inside, he would also comment that you would use it as an excuse to smoke cigarettes. Well, he wasn’t far off from the second argument, but you never actually smoke. Near the ‘safe zone’ of Alexandria, you would always light up a cigarette and leave it to burn on a empty tombstone. You don’t remember how long you had done it for, but you knew exactly why you did it. It was the grave of what you once were.

You reminisced of times when you went to school and you had to sit by your only friend that your memory refused to block. Carl Grimes. He was the sweetest boy since kindergarten until you were about 8 and he was 7, right before shit went down. You always wondered in the dead of night if he had lived as far as you did, and if he was dead, where was he buried. You wanted to be buried a long beside him, he was your first love after all, you two were inseparable, reading comic books every moment you had got in break, made friendships bracelets that you had eventually lost after 3 days because y’know how kids are, but your favorite time of all, making sleepovers at each others houses so you could stay up and watch the stars from his yard. It wasn’t his interest to begin with, you had always loved the stars and wanted to grow up as an astronaut, and when Carl had heard about such, he started to like them too because of you. You thought it was adorable and that was probably when you started to like him, but the day you were about to invite to your place for another sleepover, you saw him leaving school with his mom and another man, who you don’t remember well his face nor name, but you know that after he took Carl into his car, you never saw him again.

After the apocalypse started, you came running home as chaos was running right behind you. Cars crashing, people screaming and being eaten right in front of you, of course that can change someone for the worse. You arrived home with your dad immediately handing you a baggage with your stuff, food and water and you never looked back.

It would be nice to continue your inner dialogue and how you had lost your dad and future people as you watch the cigarette burn on the empty grave. But you hear voices not far from where you stood.

“Dad, where are you going? Wasn’t Alexandria that way?” A calm yet a slight raspy voice questions their parental figure, you figure he’s around Ron’s age since you have heard the teenagers in Alexandria voices change and go through changes.

‘Sigh’ - You hear. - “You have no idea, WE have NO idea these people are. They could be murderers for all I know, and my main mission is to keep everyone in the group at bay and in a safe place.” A much more deeper and scratchy voice coming behind you. You rushed to hide inside an open tree near the grave but the fallen leaves crunch under your steps, giving away your presence.

“That doesn’t answer my ques- Wait. Did you hear that?” You hear as the supposedly younger male clocks his gun. Welp, you fucked up this time.

You start praying to every god you can remember, even when you have never believed in such things, it’s not like you had the time to focus on religion after everything that has happened to you. But this was different, this is one the few times you had stumbled upon danger and unfortunately, you saw no way out unless a miracle happens.

“Carl, how many do you think there are hidden here?” Carl?! Huh. Ironic how you were thinking about your childhood friend and now you were getting hunted down by the person with the same name.

“I heard few footsteps, so I’d say a walker, I can handle it. Don’t worry.” The older figure, whose presumably his dad, gives a quick okay and you hear as he walks away and this supposed ‘Carl’ slowly approaches your hiding spot. You held your hands up to your mouth, hoping no breath or sound came out of your body.

“Pst pst psst..” You hear ‘Carl’ call out to you. How dare he?! But then again, he thinks you’re a walker and not a person, so being cat called should be least of your proble-

You look up to see a gun pointed right at your face outside the tree hole. For a few moments you can’t tell if you’re about to cry, scream or do anything. You’re just shocked.

“Who are you?” The male asks, obviously not in a friendly mood. It takes a few minutes to indulge and zone back into reality as you observe his body up and down. He has long brown hair, with a fringe that covers his right patched eye. Speaking of it, it seems he only had one baby blue eye, as his eyebrows furrowed, slight veins appear on his hands and he looks pretty wearing a sheriff’s hat. He had sweet little freckles that reminded you of someone you once loved and knew. Wait. You could not believe your own vision as you slowly piece together who the person in front of you might be.

“Carl?” You pause. “C-Carl Grimes?”

You watch as Carl’s eyes widen not breaking eye-contact, his face goes from shocked to an aggressive look once more, yet his voice sounds confused.

“How do you know my name?” His grasp on the gun seems to tighten.

“It’s me, Carl, Y/N (Y/L/N)! Remember us in school? We used to watch stars together before everything went to shit, do you not remember-“ You suddenly stay quiet.

The boy immediately lowers his gun, even tugging it back in his gun holder. You could tell he was about to cry because he stood there biting his lip with watery eyes. You hurriedly get up from your tree spot and hug him. Neither of you could not wrap your head around that either of you were alive.

Oh, how you wish you could kiss him and just break down on his sweet warms arms.

You break out of your thoughts as your hear Carl’s dad, Rick. It was nice to see a familiar face that reminded you of your old life, of course Rick was skeptical as to why you two were hugging, since he could not recognize you with everything that happened, but after a walk to Alexandria, where Rick’s group had already arrived, Rick seemed to have recognized you. There were many new people. You recognized a lot of their names, but for personal reasons. It made Carl amused to know you were involved in his life once again. And so were you! Having Carl communicate with your friends and his group bounding well with everyone in the community. Yet you have noticed that Enid seemed to get closer and closer to Carl, which set you off.

Presumably, from your calculations of days, 4 months had passed and your relationship with Carl had, unfortunately, rapidly declined. You would always have a quiet time every time you were paired up together in scavenger hunts, or even when the teenagers all met up to play games together. It broke your heart to know that for the first two weeks with him being back, you had catch up on everything you lived through all these years. And then it stopped. Or well, Carl stopped. He started to become more rude to you, every time you would show up, he would ignore you or lock himself up on his room. Him, Rick and Michonne had decided that the house you were staying at more comfortable for Carl’s young sister, Judith. You were happy at first but now it was hell to live through. As weeks went by, since Carl had stopped talking to you, it was the same routine of him running quickly to his room every single time he saw you.

It pissed you off.

Not only because your childhood friend and crush was avoiding you, but he still hung out with your other friends. Especially, Enid. You would always catch them reading comic books next to each other and even, listening to loud music right in Carl’s room, which happened to be right next to yours. You still liked Enid, she was your friend after all, but you never thought she would like Carl back because she would always talk about Ron to you. The day you confronted her about it around a month ago, and she admitted that she liked Carl and no longer shared feelings with Ron. If that wasn’t the tipping point of your jealousy, you don’t know what was.

In ‘revenge’, you started to hang out with Ron a lot more. But in reality, you didn’t even realize how much closer you had gotten, especially since you had a rocky friendship in the past. You were still a bit skeptical of his behavior but this was until one day you were playing checkers on your bed with Ron.

“Hey, Y/N, mind passing me that small butter knife over there?” Ron looked up from the game, clearly he must have been bored of not playing other games in your house because you had given most to Carl when he first settled in.

“Yeah, sure.” You lean over to reach your bed side table to grab the pen. “Is there a reason why?”

“Yeah, let’s write each others names on the big tree outside where you always hide away!” Ron seemed a bit too excited over this idea. He even turned his face away, from embarrassment of how enthusiastic he must have sounded to you.

You laugh at the idea. “Is this not what Michonne and Rick said they did so their love could live through forever?” You remembered when Daryl found out their initials on the tree they had carved their names on. You were always a fan of Daryl’s comments on Michonne and Rick’s relationship. In fact, he was not against it, but he still seemed against the idea of romantic affection being shown in front of him.

“Well, of course not. Pfft! We’re just friends…, right?” Ron sounded hopeful at the end. Too hopeful for your response to say contrary. You noted to yourself that his face seemed to turn red and redder the more you took to answer.

“Oh Ron, of course! You and your family first welcomed me with open arms and you have been one of my closest friends here.” You stopped as his face was giving the ‘continue’ look. “But-”

His face immediately went serious, but he started to put the checkers aside and slowly approach you as your back hit the headboard of you bed.

“It’s okay, Y/N, I’ve noticed how you’ve been approaching me and I can’t let you go. I’ve waited for this moment for years. These feelings didn’t disappear even when I was into Enid! Please, Y/N. Give me a chance to make you feel alright.” Ron says it so confidently, not even you have the words to say anything.

A brief silence occurs.

“I see the way you looked at Carl when you first arrived. I guessed immediately, he was the first love you talked about so much for the first few years you were here.” Your eyes widen. Shit, is this really the time to bring up your past right now?

“Ron, look. I’m sorry I can’t reciprocate your feelings, but is this the time to talk about him? You know more than anyone even I get disgusted by that nam-“

“LIES!” Ron suddenly screams at you. You flinched a little, it has been awhile since you had a fight so you forgot what he sounded like angry. “I SEE THE WAY YOU LOOK AT HIM! DON’T TRY TO TRICK ME.” He threw away the butter knife under your bed.

He had a point. Your head filled with butterflies whenever you saw him smile or having fun. Especially when you were out on your runs, where he would do a little smile whenever he killed a zombie cleanly.

“Y/N! One. Chance.” Ron looked up at you, cooping your cheeks with his hands. He was going to kiss you. Your first kiss was going to be Ron. Just the thought of that happening made your stomach twist, never have you thought of Ron in a romantic way, and it surely wouldn’t change now!

The door burst opens mid inner dialogue and Ron leaning to kiss you. It was.. Carl?

If you didn’t remember seeing Carl that upset, you sure would remember now. He seemed more hungry for murder as he looked at you when he first found you in the tree, a while back. He immediately pounces on top of Ron, preparing to get into a physical fight with him. But why was Carl this mad?

“WHAT THE FUCK, GRIMES?! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?” Ron tries to push Carl off of him but to no avail.

“NO ANDERSON, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! DON’T YOU HAVE ENID OR A DEAD WALKER OUTSIDE TO BE SMOOCHING?” Carl basically barks back at Ron, both holding each other by the collar.

“OH, YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT ENID? YOU BASICALLY COME HERE, STEAL MY EX AND THEN BREAK MY CRUSH’S HEART? YOU’RE AN ASSHOLE!”

“DON’T CONFUSE ME FOR YOUR STUPID FUCKING DAD. HE’S THE ASSHOLE, NOT ME.”

“YEAH? WELL, WHY DO YOU KEEP AVOIDING Y/N, HUH! YOU ACTED SO CARING AND THEN YOU JUST STOPPED. YOU BROKE THEIR HEART, BASICALLY PLAYING WITH THEIR FEELINGS. BUT THEN ACTING ALL SWEET TO MY GIR-“ Carl cuts him off before he continues spouting his thoughts.

“YOUR GIRL? YOU BROKE UP WITH HER! AND YOU KNOW DAMN WELL, WHY I AVOID Y/N, IT WAS YOU WHO TOLD ME IT WOULD MY WEIRD FEELINGS GO AWAY. THEY GOT STRONGER.” Carl and Ron kept going back and forth and-

Weird feelings? Wait.

“What?” You spoke out loud your own thoughts, the boys turn to look at you. Carl’s face turns slightly red as he realized what he just confessed. Ron looks confused and embarrassed.

“I… I need to talk to Carl. Now.” Your demeanor turns serious. This was it, you had your shot to talk through everything with Carl.

Now or never.

“But-“ You cut off Ron before he could finish.

“But nothing, Ron. Please, see your way out, and Carl, sit by me, this instant.”

Ron takes defeat as he walks out of the room, leaving with a death glare to Carl. Carl takes a minute to finally have the courage to sit by you. Finally, you can talk, face to face.

“Carl… Why have you been avoiding me? Be honest.” Your voice cracks mid sentence, you try to hide your tears from your so beloved who finally stood next to you.

“You want the full story?” You nod. “Alright.” He sighs before continuing.

“Ever since we started living together, it has been great, I got new friends, I got all my family from the outside and now all have their own houses and live comfortably. And especially-“ he carefully approached his hands near to yours. “I got to see and live in the same household as you.”

“I missed you so so much. And that day, it was one of the only days I have cried ever since this ordeal has begun. I cried when people died, but seeing that something from my old past life before this happened, gave me hope that there is good in this world, if you were still alive.” He scooted a little close to you, as he maintained eye contact. “I had realized as the small time we updated our lives and I got to know you again, that I fell for you. Once again.”

Your face feels itself warming up to his words, but you still had questions to ask.

“But why were you ignoring me, if you fell for me?”

“I…” His whole appearance changes. He starts twitching and crossing his legs. “I started feeling something weird happening to me. Like, I felt butterflies in my stomach when I saw you but, it was something else.”

“What was it?” You raised an eyebrow.

“I can’t.. say.” He looks away from you for the first time. “I went to Ron and Mickey about it, they said, I was ‘horny or excited’. I started having perverted thoughts about you and.. I felt bad because they both said that girls feel creeped out by guys who think that way.” You can see his ears turning red, he was blushing just from saying out his feelings. “They said that if I had hung out with Enid, since I didn’t like her nor does she like me, I could look at you normally, but it failed.”

It ticked you off that THAT was the reason he kept avoiding you. He got boners and thoughts from seeing you. It.. made sense, actually. He always left dinner as soon as he was done and going to his room right after. How did this not cross your mind?! He also did not know of Enid’s feelings and you were going to stay quiet about it.

“You know that, those are completely normal feelings, right?” You comment, and laugh right afterwards. It was cute to see him all bothered up because of you. “That is called feeling sexual attraction, it comes along when you first get romantic feelings. You can always NOT have sexual attraction even when you like someone, that’s valid but, it seems that isn’t your case.” You look up at him as he stares at you back, biting his lip.

“Does that mean that.. you don’t hate me for thinking of you in dirty ways?” He pauses as he tries to hide the fact that he is looking you up and down.

“Well, I’d be lying if I say I didn’t think of you the same way some times..” You also turn away from Carl, as you feel your face warm up.

You’re two touch-deprived and in need of each other’s love and affection teenagers. It seems that neither of your feelings left even when everything you knew turned upside down. Yet it made you feel happy that you wanted him as much as he wanted you. Actually no. You NEEDED him, and he desperately NEEDED you back.

“Hey, Y/N… Do you mind if.. I kiss you?” He makes brief pauses in the middle catching his breath. Which makes you wonder what could possibly be making his breath so unsteady, and then you look down at his pants. Ah, understandable. His dick was about as ready to burst, he was probably gonna come to your touch as soon as you started making out.

And that’s exactly what you did. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he put his hand carefully around your waist. You could tell you both had waited for this moment for a long time. To be honest, you had actually predicted this moment, which made you get some condoms from Daryl on his last run. He definitely looked at you weirdly when you handed him the paper of stuff you needed.

Carl starts moving from your sloppy make out down to your neck, leaving marks all over. You were loving it. You asked if you should both take off your clothes, and he wasted no time. Carl basically rushed to take off your shirt ad you took off his. Once it was done, he was looking directly at your revealed chest and you looking at his. He didn’t a have a six pack, and thank the heavens for that. He was just the perfect amount of slight shown abs and it matched him so swell. His smile grew a bit bigger as he observed your chest and he started sucking and softly biting around your nipples.

Where the fuck did he learn that from?!

You scratch his back, deepening your nails on his pale skin. You wanted to make sure your mark stayed on his body forever. He made you lay down on your bed and Carl began kissing your torso until where his lips and your pants met. He looked up for approval to take them off. God, his pretty eyes staring with desire at only you, made you go crazy. You gave a nod of approval, and he wasted no time taking them off and throwing them away on the floor, along with your underwear. He observed your hole, and began to explore it by playing around with his fingers. You noticed that he still didn’t take off that grin off his face, you weren’t complaining, in fact, made you as horny as him probably.

“Y/N, do you mind if I enter my fin-“

“Just do it, please!” You didn’t even let him finish the sentence. You were so desperate for his touch, it was driving you mad.

His smile only got bigger to know that you were in need of him, and he inserted his fingers. You gasp, as his long slender fingers explored inside you. You felt your breath getting heavier and heavier as he inserted two more fingers. If you couldn’t handle his fingers, how would you handle whatever monster was hiding in his pants. He suddenly took them out, making you look at him.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I want to do it so bad.” Before you could ask what was it he was talking about, he put his tongue inside you. You twitch in excitement and can’t help but let moans escape your mouth. He is making out with your hole and both parties are enjoying it, he is more than happy to just know that you’re his first and he is yours. Carl stops for a moment, that thought just made him even more trouble than ever. His dick was about to rip through his pants. As he begins to take his pants to revealing a hungry red/pinkish colored dick, basically pulsating to enter you, you remember of your condom.

“Wait, wait!” Carl looks confused at you. “I have a condom! We can’t get another Judith just yet!” You both giggle and he managed to open the condom. He rolls it over his cock , as you take a moment to indulge in the mystery in Carl’s pants. It looked perfect for you, a match made in hell. You gave a slight slime at Carl as he looks up at you, daringly.

“Are you sure it’ll fit?” Carl question as he positions his tip to your entrance.

“We’ll make it fit, Carl, we both desire it.” You gave a reassuring statement. It was enough to make Carl loose his control.

Carl thrust into you, and as you are prepared to moan, he starts making out with you to keep the noise down. He just wanted to keep the monas to himself. He lets you adjusts and when you have calmed down, he starts moving again. With every thrust, you feel both your bodies connecting more and more.

“Carl, f-faster!” You start begging.

“Fuck, Y/N… You’re about to crush me with your walls. Are you sure you can handle me?” You nod and he grabs your hips. “Alright then, you asked for it.”

His speed rapidly increased and so did the intensity of every thrust. His hands felt gentle on your skin, moving along with your body structure. You can feel his dick inside you, twitching and you hear him whimper your name, the faster he goes.

“I think I’m gonna c-“

“Me too, baby, me too…” You can tell he’s out of breath, but he still makes effort to make you feel good. You feel as one of his hands travels to where your entrance is and starts playing with it. You started whimpering and moaning Carl’s name, louder and louder. He is enjoying seeing you so vulnerable to him.

With few last thrusts, you came at the same time, luckily, the condom didn’t rip inside you, but when taking it out, it made a mess on Carl’s cock. He was still hard somehow, and he was embarrassed at it. As he was about to get up from your bed to not make a mess, you approach your head near his dick.

“Y/N, what are you doin- Nghh!” He quickly stops his sentence as you start licking and sucking his dripping cum out of his dick. He calmly places a hand on your head, and starts bopping up and down. You can tell he’s getting close with the way he pits his head back. Your speed gradually gets higher and when he’s about to to come in your mouth, Carl pushes your head down as deep in your throat as possible. You swallow what ‘surprise’ he left you, as he lays next to your body, catching his breath after your intense first time.

After cleaning up, he tucks you in your bed as he cuddles with you under your cozy blankets.

“So… Does this mean we get to finally be together?” Carl breaks your comfortable silent.

“Well of course, I don’t want anyone to ever take yours kisses or take your attention away from me!” You pretended to be actually upset over that matter, as you snuggled your head onto his chest.

He laughs and pulls you in closer. “I’ll never let that happen. Not Ron, not Mickey, definitely not Enid.”

“Not now or ever.” He kisses your forehead as you both drift off to sleep.

[snowyballlz]

|| Carl Grimes x reader

summary: Theres always been tension between you and carl. the two of you had to go on a run together but the run ended up you two trapped in a cabin together what will happen?

You had just gotten out of your house and ready to go on a run with your best friend. you walk over towards enid and smile “you ready?”

Enid turns over towards you and fakes a cough “actually i’m feeling a bit sick so i don’t think i can go with you today” she looks away “but you can go with carl” she smiles

you scoff as you begin to walk away from her “no way in hell am i going with him” you roll your eyes. enid runs up to you, “well you cant drive and everyone else is doing things and he’s the only one free that can drive”

you’d always been scared of driving ever since when you first ever tried to and it didn’t exactly go well. you had swerved right into a walker crashing the car

“please y/n” enid pleaded “we need supplies, and just because i cant come doesn’t mean you need to cancel the whole run because you don’t like someone”

“fine” you scoff as you walk over towards carl and tap him on the shoulder. “cmon were going on a run” you say as you drop your bag at his feet and start walking towards a car

carl picks up the bag, eying you as you walked over towards the car he rolls his eyes and slowly followed you towards the car hoping into the drivers seat and turning the engine on

“so where are we going?” carl questions. you roll your eyes and pull out the map giving him directions “rick thinks that there should be lots of medical supplies here” you point to the map

“alright this should be it” you look down at the map then back up at the building before you hop out of the car, “okay in and then out no talking lets get this done quickly”

as you were scavenging through the shelves looking for medical supplies a walker comes up to you “shit” you say as you try to hold it back trying to get your knife out of your pocket. “fuck” you look down to notice you dropped your knife, the next thing you know you hear a bang and the walker drops in front of you making you see eye to eye with carl

“i had it you didn’t need to do that” you mumbled brushing past him continuing to look for more supplies. “why do you hate me so much?” carl says. you turn to look at him and scoff “I’m not one to like people”, carl rolls his eyes and begins to grab items off the shelves

sometime had passed and you both were on the way home “SHIT!!” you hear carl say as he slams on the breaks “theres a herd coming our way” carl quickly reverses the car. “we passed a cabin not to far before maybe we can seek shelter there until the herd passes?” he says

“fine” you roll your eyes. you both quickly get out of the car and run into a field where not to far away was a cabin

you both quickly barricaded the doors and windows because the walkers had followed you while you were both making a run for it. “guess were stuck here for the night” you groan as you sit on the floor

“i guess we are” carl shrugs. “don’t talk to me or even come near me” you walk off looking around the cabin seeing what was useful in the place

there was a bedroom with a double bed which you quickly claimed as your own you flopped onto the bed and tried to get to sleep hoping this would pass soon

it was a little bit later and you woke up to a sleeping carl next to you “what the fuck i told you not to come near me” you quickly sat up

“this is the only bed and no way i am sleeping on the hard wooden floor or the couch covered in bugs” he rolled over to face the wall

“fine don’t touch me don’t talk to me don’t even make a noise or i will kick you off this bed” you laid back down

some time had past and it had gotten freezing you began to shiver unknowingly waking up carl “are you cold?” he laughed

“so what if i am just shut up and go to sleep” you said in a monotone voice. but before you knew it you felt an arm wrap around your waist pulling you in

“what the fuck carl go away” you tried to pull away “your cold this will warm you up i’m also cold so deal with it, at least with our bodies together it’ll generate heat and we wont freeze to death”

you turn over to face him “why do you care about me even after being such a bitch towards you?”

“why are such a bitch towards me?” he says in return. you lay on your back and think about it “i don’t know why carl i think it’s because i’m scared if i get close to you something will happen, I’ve never been good with boys around my age and all of a sudden you pop up”

carl props himself up into his elbow and looks down at you “what do you mean your scared to get close to me?” his brow furrowed

“i think” you paused “i think since the day you arrived i kinda got a crush on you” you mumbled looking into his eyes

“you? y/n having a crush on me? carl” he smiled “shut up” you rolled over to face the wall but before you knew it carl grabbed your face with his free hand to make you look at him then pressed his soft lips against yours

your eyes widen at the sudden pressure on your lips, you slowly close your eyes kissing him back. he pulled away and looked at you “i like you too y/n”

you bit your lip looking up to him and slightly smile you nuzzle your head into the crevice of his neck and he wraps his arm around your body.

loll this is probably really bad please tell me what you think of it because i’m genuinely curious on what i can do to fix my errors and stuffs- anyway hope you enjoyed:) this is my first oneshot on here and yeah😭

[twdmusicboxmystery]

8x06 - 8x07 Rewatches

8x06: The King, The Widow, and Rick

Okay, continued from yesterday and moving onto the next episode. So the first part of this episode is Rick arriving at the junk yard and being taken captive, which I discussed yesterday. One thing to add is that during this conversation, Jadis says “alone” twice and “still” once, all in two sentences. I thought that was pretty suspicious.

The next part is the next big thing that I’m really side-eyeing. The short of it is that Michonne and Rosita leave Alexandria together. Both of them were gravely injured in 7x16 (Michonne beaten up by blond Scavenger and Rosita shot in the shoulder). So, both stayed behind when the war began because they weren’t healed yet.

Michonne is worried (I noticed this and was already thinking it might foreshadow her losing Rick in S9) and decides to get in a car and drive to the Sanctuary. Rosita comes out and yells at her that she’s still healing and shouldn’t go. Michonne says she needs to see it for herself. Rosita decides to go with her.

What I was thinking hearkens back to 7x08 and what I said about Rosita returning with Rick and Michonne. To me, this just suggests that Rosita’s arc is entangled with Michonne’s somehow, and I’ll show more evidence of this as we go along. But I was also thinking that S7 wasn’t even the first time we saw this. Back in 5b, the two of them ventured outside of Alexandria together. I believe it was the same episode in which Michonne held up Noah’s one-one t-shirt. So probably 7x15?

Anyway, the point is that Rosita and Michonne are entwined and we see a LOT of it during the AOW story line. And that’s important because I think it shows that this symbolism will be fulfilled during Rick’s death fake out. In other words, now, or during the next few seasons.

This is where the two of them hear music and go to the warehouse where the Saviors are putting huge speakers on a truck. They call it the “fat lady” because it’s a female opera voice and they’re going to use it to lead the walkers away from the Sanctuary. Michonne and Rosita try and stop them. And once again, though it’s hard to pin down details, I’m sure this who scene foreshadows their arc together. It’s just hard to say for sure what it is. Trying to foil the helicopter people, perhaps.

Michonne kicks green tennis ball across the floor by accident, which makes the Saviors realize they’re there. They shoot at Rosita and she drops her gun.

Okay, let’s talk about this theme because we’ve seen it around Rosita a LOT, but I’ve never really put it together until now. We have very often seen Rosita looking for guns, but not finding them. We saw this in S7 when she went out looking for weapons and she and Spencer argued about it. We saw it in that once scene where she saw a gun in a trailer with a diamond-shaped window, and had to kill a nasty, bloated female walker to get it. It turned out to be a toy gun and she was pissed.

Here, she actually drops her gun and we see her reaching her hand into boxes, looking for another one. Much like the toy gun from last season, she actually pulls a glue gun out of the box. So, it’s a gun, but not the type she was looking for. Here, she chucks it, using the sound to misdirect the Saviors searching for her.

Thankfully, in this case, Rosita finally gets some validation. She gets a hold of the rocket launcher (same one Daryl blew up the Saviors with in 6x09) and uses it to incinerate the male savior in the warehouse. So, after a lot of frustration and not finding what she was looking for, she found not only a gun, but kind of THE big cheese of all guns, right?

So, what does this mean? No way to be sure, of course, but let me throw out a totally wacky theory. I’ve suggested that the big guns Rick and Daryl were searching for might represent Beth in some way, right? Well, maybe this represents her looking for Beth in some way and then finding her? Or Rick? I don’t know. Just throwing out some possibilities.

One of the saviors actually gets away with the truck and the speakers, and it looks like all is lost, but then Daryl and Tara come out of nowhere and take it out with their truck.

I don’t have tons to say about this right now, but we see it more throughout the season. For now, it’s just definitely part of the Pied Piper/lead-the-walkers-away-with-music-theme. In this case, it’s the bad guys (Saviors) trying to lead them away, which would have lost TF the war, so TF is trying to prevent it. But we’ve seen this theme a lot and will probably see it again soon, in the S10 finale or soon after, around the hospital.

We also get the see no/hear no/speak no evil theme here. Michonne wants to “see” for herself. They “hear” the music. And silencing the music could count as the “speak no evil.”

This is also where Carl rescues Siddiq and is bitten, though we don’t know that for two more episodes.

The rest of these are minor observations from this episode.

Maggie says to Gregory: “See, I grew up on a farm. I know all about sheep and wolves.” Gregory had mentioned sheep and wolves before at Hilltop, and remember that he’s the Beth proxy here. But it’s interesting because this is an obvious Whisperer foreshadow (Alpha and Daryl had a convo about sheep and wolves in 9x15) and, so far, Maggie hasn’t been present for that story line. But we know she’ll show up in the S10 finale.

There’s a scene where Henry (still 12 years old here) follows Carol and she yells at him to go home. He refuses. After a minute, she finally lets him go with her. It occurred to me that this might have been a foreshadow of her raising him, since she never allowed the other kids—since Lizzie and Mica anyway—to go anywhere with her.

There’s also a scene where Aaron talks to Enid and Maggie about “forgetting he’s [Eric] gone.” I was thinking that we have three people in grief, one past (Maggie, because of Glenn) one present (Aaron, because of Eric) one future (Enid, because Carl will die in two episodes). In this scene, Maggie holds baby Gracie in pink with yellow blanket.

That’s it for this episode.

8x07: Time for After

Okay, this episode is a lot of Eugene at the Sanctuary and there are lots of symbols around him. He goes to see Gabriel in the infirmary (He’s sick from when he got walker guts on him with Negan) and there are horses and dogs in Eugene’s dialogue. He also helps FG drink water.

Carson goes to the market of the Sanctuary to try and find herbs. Since they don’t have actual meds, he says he wants to try some “Eastern” medicine on Gabriel. (Eastern/Tibet is where the hear/see/speak no evil reference comes from.)

In terms of Eugene, FG asks him to help him and Carson get away. Again, because he wants to get Carson back to Maggie.  At first, Eugene basically says he’ll think about it. But he points out that he’s a coward and rarely does anything that won’t help himself survive.

Later, he makes the music glider. He puts Sasha’s music player onto it’s back. This is the second iteration we see of using music to lead the walkers away. Once again, it’s in favor of the Saviors, so not a good thing, and Dwight shoots down the glider, which may parallel both to Beth being shot and to him shooting Denise.

In this scene, Eugene actually uses the phrase “pied piper.” (“When this BIRD slips it’s bounds it will Pied Piper away the walkers.”) I didn’t think they’d actually used that phrase in the show, but I was wrong. So, very interesting symbolism. (Pied Piper theory here.)

After Dwight shoots it down, Eugene goes and yells at Father Gabriel that he won’t help him and is loyal to Negan. This is part of his arc and changes in the next episode.

Daryl, Michonne, Rosita and Tara make it to the Sanctuary. Morgan joins them and says he and the snipers will help and they all argue about whether to crash the truck into the side of the Sanctuary. Rosita says she’s out. She doesn’t want to do it, and leaves. The rest of them get into the truck and drive up to the front of the Sanctuary.

And you know, the more I think about this, the more sure I am that Rosita will help Michonne get Rick back in some way. Here, she’s talking about the plan, but she says, “I believe in Rick Grimes,” and then leaves. Now, Michonne stays at first, but she eventually joins Rosita and goes with her back to Alexandria. So once again, they’re together and it’s all about believing in Rick and not undermining his plan.

This was the part that helped it all fall into place for me. Tara gets out of the truck and it’s just Daryl and Michonne. He can tell she’s not really into this plan. He asks her about it, and she says that she had wanted to see it for herself. To know that it would work. And then she says, “but I don’t get to know that. None of us do.”

This is exactly what Maggie said to Aaron when she was in the middle of Glenn’s death fake out in S6. She said she doesn’t get to know what would happen or if what she did was right or wrong.

So that’s what really made me realize that Rick going to the Scavengers was a foreshadow of his fake out in S9. Because it’s while he’s gone that Michonne says this, just as Maggie said it while Glenn was missing.

At the end of this episode, Jadis releases Rick and agrees to help him. First, though, she brings out a second Winslow-like walker and tries to kill him with it, but he gets the better of it and her. I’m not sure if this, like Winslow, represents his death fake out, or if this points to something that happens when he’s with the helicopter people, just before he escapes them.

AT the end, he goes to the EAST lookout that overlooks the Sanctuary. It’s a water tower, btw. He climbs the ladder and looks down and sees that the courtyard of the Sanctuary is empty. It’s supposed to be full of walkers, trapping the saviors, but the walkers are gone and it’s obvious the Saviors have escaped. That’s the end of the episode.

Now, I think this is an important foreshadow, but I’m going to come back to it in tomorrow’s post, because we see it again later.  

Okay, gonna stop there for today. Again, I just want to keep these from being too long. Today’s observations were kinda small potatoes, but make sure to come back for tomorrow. The next two episodes are all about Carl’s death, and I have TONS to say about that. Stay tuned!

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WEAKNESS chapter one {daryl dixon fanfiction}

“this has to be the last of it right?” the boy asks pushing his over sized hat up from his eyes. “looks like it.” a females voice answers kicking what i assume to be an empty can. i peek around the building to see them shoving baby food inside a large backpack. i wait until i can barely hear the clinking of the small jars before following quietly behind them. we make it a few blocks before they turn walking towards what used to be town hall. i hide behind a few broken down cars leaning against the drivers door. a few more voices meet theirs before i peer over the rusting mini van. “it wasnt much. how about you?” the same female voice from before asks. i dont get to hear the responses due to the groaning beginning from inside the van. “shit.” i mutter as it starts to bang at the window getting the attention of cowboy hat. i rush around the back of the van hoping the corpse will soon stop. “should i …” “no its trapped in there.” a voice i havent heard before answers cutting off cowboy hat. i watch as they place their bags on the steps leading up to the small building. they planned on searching for more items in the buildings around the town square. i watch as the man who seems to be the ringleader of this small group points out a post office building for the boy and a old insurance building for the woman with the samurai sword. i wait until the ringleader finds his own building to search before rushing towards the bags. digging through the baby food i find a few cans of fruit i take two throwing them into my bag. then moving on to the others only taking as few things as possible. zipping my bag i stand ready to be as far away from this group as possible when i hear a click from behind me. i instantly turn gripping my knife that is latched to my hip. “nope.” the man says shaking his head pointing his arrow between my eyes. “drop it.” he says motioning for the knife with his crossbow. “hey rick!!!” he screams as i toss my knife on the grass in front of me. ringleader appears from the neighboring building to the town hall. he gives bow boy a questioning look. “she was trying to steal our shit.” he growls kicking my bag. cowboy hat and samurai soon join keeping their distance. her sword is out ready to defend her group as if i could make it to her with the arrow aimed at my forehead. ringleader walks besides bow boy glancing down to my large knife laying on the grass. “yours?” he asks as if surprised. i nod not taking my eyes off bow boy. he turns look towards the others not knowing what to do with me. “are you gunna shoot that thing or just point the damn thing at me?” i snap at bow boy. he smirks keeping his aim locked. “daryl.” ringleader says placing his hand on the bow lowering it. obeying daryl lowers. “are you alone?” ringleader asks scanning the abandon town. a pain in my chest strikes through me when i hear the question. i nod not looking at anyone. he and daryl exchange a look. the two others come closer but still stay behind ringleader. “where are you from.” the kid asks curious. “texas.” i reply. “you dont have an accent.” he smiles. “not all of us do.” i smile hes the more trusting one than the rest.  “do you work for negan?” the woman asks like she was ripping off a band aid. “fuck that psychotic prick.” i snap, i could feel my blood boil just at the sound of his name. ringleader and bow… daryl exchange another one of many looks. i answered the question they were dancing around. “we still dont know her.” daryl says trying to knock a thought from ringleaders head. “how many walkers have you killed?” “what?” i reply he really thinks i can remember the number of those things ive killed? “about how many.” he goes on. daryl walks away clearly pissed. “over 50.”  “how many people?”  the pain in my chest appears again. “one.” “why?” he asks not breaking eye contact. “my sister…” i say in a lower voice then i wanted. “whats your name?” he finally asks after a second of silence. “melanie.” i reply. “iam rick, thats carl.” he says pointing to cowboy hat. “michonne.” she doesnt lessen her grip on her sword. “and well daryl.” he goes on looking at daryl who is already walking away from us. rick bends down grabbing my knife slipping it into his belt loop. they start talking about going back to their camp with carl. “i dont even know you people… why would i go with you all? ” i say digging my heels into place. “we dont know you either but we are still inviting you with us.” carl says before rick could say anything. “look come with us if you want or you can stay with them.” carl says grabbing one of the bags along with my bag pointing behind us. i turn to see a herd wobbling their way towards us. “you choose.” he says handing me my bag. carl walks past us following daryl. rick and michonne stay as if to see if i leave or follow them. after a literal second i follow carl and daryl. after what felt like 8 hours we arrive at their camp. which isnt a camp at all, enclosed neighborhood completely cut off from corpse land. the main gate slides open when we get close enough. a young latina with her hair pulled back into an older army hat meets rick. “whos this?” she asks eyeing me. “thats melanie.” carl answers passing her walking up to a girl his age, they hug one another she gives him a kiss on the cheek. “melanie follow me.” rick says. we walk past a few identical houses he stops at the third or fourth house. “your locking me in arent you?” “for safety precautions.” rick says opening a door with a padlock. i look back towards the main gate as it fully closes, a part of me wishes i ran while i could. “you must understand my family needs to be safe.”  “the boy.” i reply watching the way he holds himself, the way he speaks. i only assume the hat belongs to him. “the boy.” he nods,”a little girl, and everyone else who lives in these walls.” he steps aside to let me in, i however dont move an inch. “this is temporary.” he goes on looking down to the lock in his hands. with the part of me still wanting to run, and another part thinking this might be a good place. i walk past rick listening as the door shuts and the lock is put in place. 

a loud crash jolts me awake. “shit!” i hear someone shout as the door opens. daryl walks through the door seconds later with a tray of food. he walks to the small table in front of the door. “how long have ive been asleep?” i ask. “about a day.” he answers looking at the tray of food that hasnt been touched on the table. “that was yesterdays dinner.” he says switching the two trays. “this is lunch.” he goes on placing the new tray down. “what happened to breakfast?” “well i had orange juice but that dropped outside.” he says looking back to the doorway while the cup rolls away. “when are you gonna let me out?” i ask eager to leave the dark. “you have to talk to rick about that.” he spits rushing to get out. “wait!! i have a question!!” i shout listening to the lock click in place. “iam not your fucking tour guide!” he shouts back before leaving. “asshole.” i mumble turning towards the food. 

another night goes by before daryl returns. i sit up on the bed watching the door swing open.  a tray in hand, he doesnt look my way at all. “are you in a better mood today?” i ask. he gives the smallest smirk the same one he gave me while holding an arrow to my head a few days ago. “iam never in a better mood.” he answers switching the trays, turning towards the door. he hesitates before leaving only looking at me a second then shutting the door behind him. 

from what i can tell its been four days. i havent gotten my daily dose of daryl when rick walks in. “cmon.” he says motioning outside. “what no shackles? how about a orange jumpsuit?” i say following the afternoon light past rick. he shakes his head “daryl said you were witty.” i follow him a few houses in the opposite direction of the main gate, three houses then we make a left walking down the street a few more houses. people give me weird looks as we walk by from their front porches. we reach a house with a yellow door. opening the door i see a small handful of familiar faces. they crowd around the well furnished living room with daryl in the far back sitting on a stool. we make eye contact for just a second before he looks away. this is the most relaxed ive seen him. “iam tara.” a dark haired young women says practically jumping in front of me. “melanie.” i smile. “rosita.” the girl i met the first day says giving a small wave. carl and his girlfriend sit on the bigger couch, along with michonne. i take the smaller couch facing them. “this is enid.” carl says scooting closer to her. she smiles then looks back to carl. tara sits next to me handing me a cup of water. “thanks.” i say sipping the drink. rick walks behind the couch talking with daryl. the girls pick up on a conversation, while i try to listen and put my input i cant. i keep looking at the house how beautiful it is. how in the middle of the god damn end of the world people can still find a place like this. running water, heat, an actual bed with a fucking comforter. only days ago i was sleeping on concrete floors in abandon buildings, getting water from who knows where, and eating food scraps. “melanie are you okay?” rosita asks. “i need a second.” i say getting up walking out onto the front porch. the sun as gone down completely. the lights are on in the neighboring houses. the front door opens and closes. i dont care to turn around as he walks towards me near the end of the porch. “you alright?” daryl asks. i stare straight towards the open window in the house in front of us as the couple gathers around the dinner table. “melanie.” he says stepping closer. “dont ..” i say as he reaches towards me. “dont act like you care.” i say. “how do you know i dont?” he says sitting on the railing looking at me. “ you hated me all these past few days and now you want to be friends?” i reply looking back to the window. “whats wrong?” he asks avoiding what i said completely. “their living like the dead hasnt risen and is walking around with us.” i say looking at him. he pauses looking back towards the house. “how can they be so blind to it?” i go on glancing towards the wall. “what do you expect them to do?” he goes on getting down from the railing. “i dont know .... i know i wanted out of that damn room but ... now that iam out i just ... its too much.” i say as my voice goes into a small whisper.  “daryl.” rick says opening the door. “show your new roommate her room.”  “i dont need a babysitter.” i reply. “and iam sure he doesnt want to be a tour guide anyway.” i say mocking his words from the other day. “he has an extra room you both will be just fine.” rick smiles looking past me towards him. “rick i swear to god i will shoot you.” daryl warns as rick laughs going back into the house. 

sorry for the horrible ending!!! let me know what you thought & tell me if you would like to see a chapter2!! thanks for reading!!! 

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Reunion

Rick Grimes x Reader

Summary: You and Rick were together at the prison, but were separated during the Governor’s attack. Eventually you walk up to gates of a community called Alexandria, desperate and hungry.

Warnings: Smut, swearing, unprotected sex, abduction attempt

Words: 2,578

A/N: Sorry for my terrible gun description, I know nothing about them.  

It felt like years since you had seen your family. When the governor attacked, you barely made it out alive. You wondered for miles and miles on your own looking for some shred of evidence that your family had made it out and where they could have gone. But there was nothing, it seemed like they all had just vanished into thin air.

You had seen signs for somewhere called ‘Terminus’, but you didn’t bother going. You had given up on pipe dreams like that a long time ago. And you didn’t think that after what had just happened with the Governor that your group would be eager to meet with a new group of strangers.

 At night you would climb a tree and tie a strap around your legs to keep safe, and you thought about old memories to curb the loneliness. Images of you and Rick would flicker through your mind; your first kiss, waking up next to him in the morning, how peaceful his face would look while he slept, and the look he would get on his face when he would watch you hold Judith. You didn’t want to accept the possibility that he and everyone you loved was dead, but your search had come up empty.

Eventually, you decided to head north; you were from D.C originally and thought maybe going back home could help heal the parts of you that were broken. You’d had enough of Georgia and now it only held bad, distant memories that were painful. A run in with a group that had tried to pick you up on the side of the road had left you with more than just the scar on your cheek from a knife they used when they tried to force you into their car. They had kept going on and on about a hospital in Atlanta where everything was better. You didn’t buy their line of bullshit and one of the male “officers” had pushed you against the car and put a knife against your face and threatened you. The knife you had hidden in your boot came in handy when you shoved it in his thigh and pulled your 9MM on the other man.

From then on, you went out of your way to avoid people. You were convinced that the last of the good ones had died in the prison that day where you should have too. A sickness somewhere in North Carolina had sidelined you for a few weeks, but as soon as you healed you set back on your journey.

When you made it to Northern Virginia, what little food you had with you became scarce and the forest was empty of game to hunt. While at the prison, Daryl had taught you how to hunt; nothing large like deer, but you could hunt rabbits and other small animals. Remembering what plants you could eat and which were poisonous was enough to get you by for now, but water was no longer a readily available resource and if you didn’t find something soon you wouldn’t finish your journey.

Walking through the woods you didn’t see much besides trees, so when you saw what looked like metal fences in the distance ahead you became somewhat intrigued. At this point you were so hungry and dehydrated you were willing to take the risk and go investigate. Slowly you walked through the break in the trees and towards a large gate. You could see a sign pinned up on the fence: “Welcome to Alexandria Safe Zone: Mercy for the Lost, Vengeance for the Plunderers,”

“Well, that sounds somewhat promising,” you thought as you moved closer, but you stopped in your tracks at the sound of a rifle being loaded. You look upwards towards the sound and see a bald, dark-skinned man staring down at you.

Raising your hands up, you spoke, “Hey man, I mean no harm. I just was hoping maybe for some food and water and then I can be on my way. I haven’t eaten in days and I don’t know how much longer I can go.”

You see him turn around and step from his post and disappear. Confused you look around to see if there is anyone around you. The sound of the gate opening interrupts your canvassing of the area. You walk forward and see the man that was previously just pointing a gun at you and he was wearing a priest collar?

“I’m Gabriel, welcome to Alexandria.” He says as he steps aside and lets you enter. You’re amazed at what you see when you walk through the gates. Houses line the streets and they are big, much more than you could have ever hoped to live in before the turn.

“I can’t tell you how much I appreciate you helping me. I really won’t be any trouble, all I need is some food and water and I will be on my way.” You said as you continued to look around.

“Well, you’ll have to meet with our leader here, but I’m sure it won’t be a problem.” Walking through the street you see many unfamiliar faces. Approaching what looks to be the largest house in the community, Gabriel opens the door and walks in. You follow and he shuts the door behind you.

“Wait right here, I’ll be right back,” he says as he disappears into the next room. You take the opportunity to look around. You see a room with bookshelves adorning the walls and a couch and sofa with a video camera set up between them. At the sound of footsteps, you turn your attention to the room where Gabriel disappeared. You see him enter the room and you cannot believe your eyes at who follows in behind him.

“Maggie!” you cry as you walk forward to her and pull her into an embrace.

“Y/N! I can’t believe you’re here.” She says as she pulls back and rests her hands on your shoulders. Tears fall from both of your eyes at the turn of events. You couldn’t believe it; you couldn’t believe she was standing here in front of you.

“Is Rick here? Did he make it out of the prison? Are Carl and Judith alright?” You rambled on desperately.

“They’re here, they’re fine. We’re all here, all of us except for Beth, Tyreese, and Bob.” She said and you felt your stomach drop at her words.

“Oh no, Maggie I’m so sorry.” You said as you pulled her close, you couldn’t imagine how she felt having lost the last member of her family besides Glenn. She returned your embrace before pulling away.

“Come on let’s go see everyone,” she said as she motioned for you to follow her. She led you outside the house and down one of the streets. She stopped at one of the last houses on the street and led you up the steps to the door. Opening it slowly she stepped through the doorway and shut it behind you.

“Wait here.” She said as she stepped further into the house.

“Carl?” You heard her call and heard the approach of footsteps towards her.

 “Where is everyone?” she asks.

“Daryl is out recruiting with Aaron, Carol is out helping Olivia in the pantry, Michonne is doing a patrol, Sasha is in the guard tower, Abraham and Eugene are out with the construction crew, and Glenn and the others went on a run.”

“Is your dad here?” You heard her ask and you could feel your heart speed up.

“Yeah, he’s upstairs putting Judith down for a nap. I was just about to go hang out with Enid and Ron for a while.” It was becoming difficult to stand here when all you wanted to do was go hug the teen; you had missed them all so much.

“You might want to put that off for a bit,” You heard her say and took that as your queue. Stepping into the kitchen, you saw the emotions run over Carl’s face as he took in your arrival. First shock, then joy overcame his features as he rushed forward towards you.

 “Y/N, we looked all over for you. We were all so devastated when we thought we lost you.” You wrapped your arms around him and let the tears flow. You almost felt like pinching yourself because you had dreamed of this moment so many times.

You heard feet rushing down the stairs and you pulled away from Carl.

“What’s going on down here, I could hear you all from-“ Rick’s words are cut off as he walks into the room and sees you. Wasting no time, you rush forward and throw your arms around his neck, burying your face in his shirt and soaking it in the process. His arms wrap tightly around you.

“Oh baby, I thought I lost you,” You pulled back at his words and pulled his lips to yours, kissing him quickly before turning back to Maggie and Carl, both of them wearing happy looks on their faces at your tender reunion.

You all ended up in the living room while you told the three of them about what you had been through on your way there. Maggie and Carl left a bit later when they heard everyone had come back from the run, leaving just you and Rick in the house while Judith was napping. You settled into his side and pulled his arm over your shoulder.

“I can’t believe I found you. It makes everything I went through on the way here worth it, feels like fate brought us back together.” You said as you looked up at him. His eyes met yours and he leaned down, taking your lips with his. The kiss quickly became heated as you ran your tongue across Rick’s bottom lip. He complied with a groan and you quickly climbed over him, settling into his lap. His hands ran across your back before falling to your ass and pulling you closer to him. You groan into the kiss as you feel his stiff member through your jeans.

As you feel him slowly grind himself upward, you pull away from the kiss with a moan. You never thought you would feel this way again, but you’re drawn away from your reverie when Rick places his hand on your cheek and pulls your attention back to him.

“I’m right here baby, I’m not going anywhere.”

“I love you so much,” you say as you crash your lips back to his and grind down against his now prominent erection. You feel the vibration from his groan and it spurs you to grind down harder.

“Take me upstairs,” You whisper into his ear and he stands up with your legs still around his waist, taking the stairs as fast as he can without dropping you.

Rick lays you down on the bed immediately after he kicks the door closed and you pull your shirt over your head. He does the same before leaning down over you and kissing you desperately. His hands run up your torso to your fabric covered breasts, he pulls down one of the cups and pulls his lips away from yours to kiss his way down your chest to your stiff peaks.

“Rick!” You cry at the delicious sensations his mouth is causing. But you soon grow impatient, pulling at his curls to grab his attention before attacking his belt with shaky hands to unfasten it. Rick’s hands cover yours as he takes over and you immediately unbutton your jeans and pull them down before kicking them off your feet along with your panties, abandoning them at the foot of the bed.

Standing up, Rick kicks off his boots and pulls the jeans from his legs before crawling back over you. The sight of his leaking erection makes your mouth water and you immediately think back to the times at the prison when you would suck him off and he would wrap your hair around his fingers and guide you up and down his cock. But that would have to wait for another day; you were both too desperate to reconnect in both the emotional and physical senses of the word.

Your legs fall open as he settles between them, his aching member resting against your thigh as he kisses you. Desperate to be filled, you reach down and take his throbbing erection in your hands and guide him towards your dripping center. Rick moans as his tip touches your wet, delicate flesh.

“Fuck me, Rick. I missed this so much.” You plead as you look up into his eyes, the normal crystal blue having been taking over by lust. You throw your head back as he thrusts himself completely inside you. Both of you pause for a moment; relishing in the feeling of being united in this way again. But soon, desperation takes over and he begins to move with slow, but deep thrusts.

“Oh…god…Rick,” you say as he increases the pace of his thrusting. Your hands migrate down towards his ass, pulling him into you harder and you let out a harsh moan at the feeling. He responds in kind and sets a brutal, desperate rhythm. 

“Fuck, Y/N. Your pussy is so tight,” He says as his grip tightens on your hips. You feel like a spring, slowly being wound tighter with each harsh movement as he drives you closer to your release.

“Rick, I’m so close.” His hand reaches down and rubs circles around your clit and you fist your fingers in the comforter at the feeling. 

“Come on baby, cum for me.” The combination of his words and a particularly deep thrust causes the dam to break and you feel yourself release crash over you in waves. The sensation of your walls gripping around his cock pushes him over the edge as well as you feel his release fill you, the pleasure of it eliciting a small moan from your throat. His hips buck, trying to get as deep as he can while he whispers obscenities into your neck.

After you’ve both come down from your highs, Rick pulls his softening erection from you and you whimper at the loss. You turn onto your stomach and rest your head on his chest, looking up at his relaxed face.

You could stay in this moment forever, memorizing the lines of his face and the planes of his body as he recovers from your heated moment. But, the sound of the door slamming downstairs pulls you from your reverie; you can hear the voices of your excited family and the eagerness to be with them renews.

Sitting up in bed, you pick your clothes up off the floor and begin pulling them on while he lies on the bed, watching you get dressed. Gathering his clothes from the floor, you set them at his feet.

“Let’s go downstairs, I think Maggie has kept them at bay long enough. Don’t you think?” You say with a teasing grin on your lips.

After you’ve both composed yourself, you open the door and begin towards the stairs to see the rest of your group. A hand on your wrist stops you at the top of the stairs and you feel Rick’s lips at your ear.

“Don’t think we won’t be continuing this later, I’m not nearly done with you yet Y/N.” A shiver runs through you at his words.

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