#chandler riggs

[majima4587]

- THE PAST AND THE PRESENT -

[philliwolf5]

Older Carl will end up with the machine gun shits if he eats all that pudding now, lol.

walkingdeadbr

[gracefletcher]

The Grimes Family💓🥹

[rememberwhouare]

The Walking Dead x 🖕| Memories

[xoscarllet]

Warmth

PAIRING: Carl Grimes x fem! Reader

GENRE: fluff

Warning: a bit of making out but after that it’s only kisses. Nicknames (babe, sweetheart), y’all being cute (I’m single asf)

Summary: You and Carl just cuddling during Christmas Eve doing nothing but being a lovely couple.

Note: No outbreak. Some of my stories contain no outbreak!

It’s Christmas eve, your favorite time of the year were you get to spend time with your family, telling stories and all that jazz expect.. this time your are spending it with your lovely boyfriend Carl grimes. Who is currently laying down next to you giving you small kisses on your neck trying to wake you up

“Babe.. babe.. wake up” he said between kisses but all you did was turned around your back facing him making him let out a sigh before smirking having an idea on how to wake you up

Moving his hand to your side he starts tickling you making you scream in laughter “Okay! Okay! Stop! I’m awake ” You said still laughing trying to push him away, but he only brings you back tickling you even more. As he stops tickling you, he grabs your shoulder, turning you to face him while smiling at you

Moving your hair away from your face putting the strand of your hair behind your ear giving you a small smile he leans in giving you a kiss on the forehead before pulling away moving his head down to your neck wrapping his arms around your waist pulling you closer to his body

Moving your hair away from your face, putting a strand of your hair behind your ear before giving you a small smile, leaning down he gives you a kiss on the forehead as he pulls away he moves his head down to your neck, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to his body loving the warmth from your skin

Letting out sigh loving this moment with you “Sweetheart?” He mumbled on your neck letting out a hum as you began playing with hair Shuddering at the feeling of your finger playing his hair he lift his head a bit looking at your face “You know I love you, right?” He said looking into your eyes

“Yeah, and I love you too. You know that right?”

Hearing your response, he leans in, his nose brushes against yours, his lips finally touched yours, kissing you. You smiled into the kiss as you kiss him back tilting your head to the side making him kiss you deeper when he pulled away you were about to open your eyes but closes them again as you feel him giving you small kisses on your face making you giggling

“I have a surprise for you” he said, sitting up on the bed, grabbing something from the other side of the bed you sit up in confusion “But it’s not Christmas yet it’s not until tonight” You said to him as you see a small box on his hand wrapped up in red Christmas wrapping “Yeah I know, but I couldn’t wait any longer plus today is our one year anniversary.” He said giving you the Christmas gift

Smiling you unwrapped the red wrapping paper once that was done you open the box seeing a beautiful ring. The ring was a mirror-like sliver was glistening clean with arc structure encased with small diamonds. The main part of the ring had two separate diamond held together in a portrait form while the top diamond was bigger and the other being smaller.

“Do you like it?” He nervously asked he didn’t know what kind of ring you like so he got the prettiest one. He’s been saving his money for the couple past months to get the perfect promise ring for you and he really hoped you like- love it

“I love it. Oh my god thank you” you said hugging him before moving back to your spot. Carl grabbed the box taking out the ring and grabbed your hand putting it on your finger

You were smiling so hard your cheeks were starting to hurt so much from smiling but you didn’t care you love the ring so much you kept admiring it as Carl looks at you with love in his eyes

He swear to himself that one day he’ll marry you..

UGH SO CUTE anyways I hope y’all enjoy I was kinda rushed at the end. If there was any mistakes let me know. Also the ring lowkey sounds like a wedding ring LOL (my other accounts @carllgrimesgf and @xoscarllet )

[kknighthood]

Grounded Carl Grimes x fem!Reader

It was a warm summers night in Alexandria. You were sat flicking through a book your parents made you read. It was boring compared to the comics you read snuck out the walls to read with Carl. You’ve been grounded for that, your parents found out and weren’t too happy. They thought it was far too dangerous, as if you didn’t already know that.

On the outside people weren’t people anymore, they were just consumed by the need to protect and survive. In here its different, it almost feels unnatural now. Being free to roam around with Carl outside was freeing. It seemed almost like there was no danger. Perhaps that was just because you were with him. He was so self-assured, so stupidly brave and you loved him for it.

He’s so stupidly brave he’s tapping at your window right now.

Its late, he certainly shouldn’t be here and if your dad found out he’d have his head. You opened the window for him. You slept on the first floor, so its not like he had to scale any walls.

“Hey” His eyes lit up as clumsily stepped in your room, he trod on some old junk as he stumbled in.

“Hey, you shouldn’t be here. My parents will go mad if they see you.” You whisper in return; you helped him regain balance in your dimly lit bedroom by holding his arm. He chuckles and looks at you.

He chuckled as he tried to regain his balance, his head spinning a bit. “I know I shouldn’t, but I wanted to see you,” he says, standing up straight.

The curtains were open, letting the soft moonlight stream through the window. “I made sure they were asleep, their lights turned off fifteen minutes ago” He waves you off and walks over to your bedside, the lamp illuminated his features. His blue eyes scanned your room as he stood there, his signature sherifs hat was resting atop of his head. He didn’t stop you as you reached up and took his hat, your fingers delicately trailed over the brim.

He tilted his head slightly as you inspected it in your hands. He watched you carefully, noticing the way your fingers traced over it. “You like it?” his voice had a playful tone, you noted how he wore it constantly. When you first met him, you thought it may have been glued to his head.

“…I always wondered why you kept this. I couldn’t even manage to keep a hold of my favourite bracelet.” Your mouth formed a smile as you sat there reminiscing. “It was real pretty too…had these nice gemstones. Real expensive too.”

“Didn’t I tell you? This was my dad’s.” He replied. His eyes were fixed on your fingers, he tilted his head slightly. “My hat is much harder to lose then your bracelet, huh?”

He was stood in your room, usually he’s so sure of yourself but he has an air of nervousness about him. Your room was feminine, you had light coloured walls and a pale-pink rug on the floor, his cheeks were the same hue.

“What, never been in a girl’s room before?” You chuckled lightly. He rolls his eyes and crosses his arms; you were only teasing.

“No…not really. Why, do you think I go around in girls’ rooms often?” he shook his head and taps his boot on the foot of your bed as you sat upon it. He’s never been in a girl’s room but he’s trying to play it cool.

“No, it's pretty clear that's not the case. Don’t just stand there…sit down” You smiled at him, his nervousness only added to his charm.

Carl grins lightly, He moves over and takes a seat on the bed, sinking down into the sheets. “You room suits you…very girly” He looks over at the stuffed animal he got you on one of his runs on your bed. His face brightened as he saw it was there, right on your bed where you sleep.

The look on his face made your heart swell. You couldn’t put your finger on why but being around him just made everything seem so easy yet so difficult at the same time. Even when he was away.

“Will your parents really get mad if they see me?” He asks, he knows the answer.

“Obviously, you’re a bad influence Mr Grimes.” You smirked; you kept your voice quiet to avoid your parents finding out he was here. You hoped the noise he made when he stumbled in didn’t attract any attention. You paused to ponder on your thoughts.

His eyes are glued to you as wondered what was on your mind, curiosity was written all over his face. He nudged you, it was a silent que for you to say what you were thinking. You bit your lip as you thought about how to word your thoughts.

“Why are you here, Carl? You said yourself you know my parents will go mad if they find you, and your dad won’t be pleased to know you snuck out” You hummed and shifted slightly in your seat.

“I couldn’t sleep” He spoke, you knew it was more then that. If that was the case, he’d be in his room reading comics, he paused before speaking again. “I needed to see you” You saw the grin on his face as he averted your gaze to look at the floor. You couldn’t help fighting back a grin yourself.

“Yeah?” You asked him, hoping for more of an answer but that answer alone made your heart flutter.

"Don't be so surprised. I mean, why wouldn't I want to see you?" He searched for your eyes once again.

“Why would you, do you like me or something?" You asked, you were half-teasing. Part of you wanted to know, you felt like you had to.

“What if I do?” he leaned a bit closer, his voice softened as he spoke. His breaths were deep, slow. They matched your own. You didn’t know what to say, was he just teasing?

“Do you?” You asked, your eyes fixed on his.

“You want me to say it? I snuck in here tonight just to see you” He whispered softly, to him it was perfectly clear, he liked you. You knew it was true. But you just wanted to hear it from his lips. You nodded; words were stuck in your throat. It was silly really, you wanted him to say the words you were too cowardly to say, too scared.

He looked at your face for a moment, his smirk faded into a more sincere expression. "Yeah, I do," he said softly, his gaze darting between your eyes and your lips. You mirrored his actions.

Looking wasn’t enough, you had to feel his lips on yours. You pulled him closer by his shirt, your grip wasn’t tight. He was taken by surprise by your sudden movement, but he didn't hesitate to respond. He moved closer, his lips meeting yours in a gentle kiss.

As gentle as he was, you could still feel his urgency. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer towards him until your bodies were pressed together. He deepened the kiss, his hands roaming over your back, trying to get even closer. You could sense his desperation, and you were filled with need. Both of you knew your parents could find out about the two of you at any moment, and if they did, you’d be grounded for life. But it was difficult to care about that when he was consumed by the sensations and emotions of the moment, and you felt that too.

 He pulled back slightly for air, you could feel his breath fanning on your face. He looked at you with an intense gaze, his breath ragged. He opened his mouth to talk but you crashed your lips into his, you didn’t want words right now. You just wanted him. Your hands trailed over his body as he returned the favour, he understood what you wanted from him. The kiss continues, your heart was pounding in your chest. The pair of you were desperate to get closer.

Eventually you both needed to pull away for air once more. The air was thick and all you could think about was him. His scent, his breaths, the heat of his hands on your body and the longing in his eyes. He pressed his forehead against yours as he spoke.

“I’ve wanted that for so long…” He whispers as his hands trail over your neck.

“I’d have taken up on your offer if you’d have acted sooner…” You purred, your hands were tangled in his hair. You leaned up to try kiss him again.

Your bedroom door swung open. It was your dad.

Shit.

[cegan]

The Walking Dead (TV Series 2010–2022) Season 7 Episode 7: "Sing Me a Song"

[carllgrimesgf]

Enemies? Yeah Right.

PAIRING: Carl Grimes x Fem Reader

Genre: smut

WARNING: MDNI! 18+, making out, cursing, choking, pnv, public?, a bit of thigh riding, hair pulling, nicknames (be warned), cry kink, SMUT, etc.

Summary: You and Carl got into another fight like always but this time he couldn’t stop what he was doing when he saw you hanging out with Ron.

Note: there no outbreaks here btw I think most of the stories that I’m gonna post here is “no outbreak” and if there anything I miss lmk!

You really don’t know how you got here on your knee’s sucking carl off. One minute you talking to Ron at the library picking comic’s for your next read then the second you’re being dragged by a very angry Carl. Right now the both of you are in a section between two book cases full of books choking on his dick. Anyone who would pass by you both would be traumatized for the rest of their life

“Yeah, just like that baby fuck.” Carl muttered closing his eye and throwing his head back holding your hair in a ponytail. Pushing you’re head further down his thick length making you gagged, you moan loving the feeling of his tip hitting down your throat it hurts like hell making your eye’s watery but you still love it

“Shh, it’s okay baby you’re doing good just a little longer”

Whining your hands go down to your clit playing with it ignoring how slippery it is. You thank to yourself in the head for wearing a skirt after all it was hot. Taking your hands away you put them on his thighs “No don’t that. Take your fucking hands off.” He ordered making you take your hands off of his thighs, tearing falling down your face. Seeing you cry made him lose it

“Shit, shit, I’m close. Oh fuck.” He said grunting as he fill your mouth full of his cum. Pulling your head off of him. He grabs your jaw in a firm but gentle hold “Open.” He ordered again making you open your mouth seeing it empty as you swallowed his cum

“Good girl.”

He roughly grab your arm pushing your body against the bookshelf facing him. Grabbing your throat, choking you lightly before bringing you into a rough kiss making you whine. You press your thigh together trying to get rid of your throbbing cunt wanting attention, but as always Carl always one step ahead knowing what you want still kissing you roughly

He pulls you lace panties to the side slipping his cock in between your thigh not putting it in your pussy and grinds between them making you whimper. He groans loving the feeling of your wetness on his cock. Oh, how much he love this. he dream of this ever since he got that one dream of you riding him feeling how tight you where making him go faster. His tip would sometimes slip in your tight hole making you gasp

And he doesn’t forget he is still mad about seeing you close with Ron earlier.

Pulling away from the kiss and from you he faces you towards the bookshelf your back facing him. Moving your hips back wanting to feel him but only to reserve your hair being pulled back making your head look up to the ceiling before you can speak he slipped his cock in you, making you gasp in pain due to his thickness but also in pleasure. your eyes rolling back feeling him moving

He didn’t give you time to adjust to his size as he began moving in and out of you rough and fast. Hearing the skin slapping together made him even more harder going faster than ever not caring if someone hears or sees them fucking his little slut out. Letting moans and whimpers out feeling the tip of his cock hit your g-spot

“Who’s cock better mine or his huh?”

“Y-yours”

“Who’s?”

Yelping as he pulls your hair back making your back arch “Yours, Yours!” You said your body shaking in pleasure as he keeps going in and out. Letting out a ‘mhm’ he begin sucking on your neck marking you as his. He want to let everyone know your his that you’re his only and no one’s. Not Ron, or fucking asher who he caught you talking too making him feel jealous. Moving his head away from your neck, panting in your ear her let’s go of your hair moving his hand down to your clit rubbing and pinching it. He moans feeling you squeeze him

“You gonna cum slut?”

“Mhm, mhm”

“Cum. cum all over my cock milk it with your cream”

You squeezing him so tight, you cum covering his cock him following after you he spilled his cum inside of you not caring if you get pregnant. after all, he wants you to be his

Pulling out with a hiss he hold’s you making sure you don’t fall. Looking down at your legs shaking he smirk at what he created before planting a small kiss on your forehead. After sometime he lets you go pulling his boxers and pants up fixing himself and then fixing you

He hug you feeling bad for going rough on you “you’re mine okay?” He said softly against your hair “But we are enemies..” you told him your mind a bit foggy. Carl chuckles “I don’t care. You’re mine now princess.” Kissing you softly and gently

Tags: @carlgrimesgfofficial @shadowybasementmiracle

Note: I’m still sick it’s been like 3 days I think. And by the end of this short story I actually throw up due to dizziness so this might be my last story until I get better maybe?. But here this! If there any mistakes lol pls!

[smutinlove]

ANGSTTTT

reader runs away bc she hates enid but her father figure glenn adopts enid 😭

Carl finds her and u can finish the rest

ok bbg

it ends with a bit of fluff but enjoy!!

CARL X READER

You couldn't believe it. Your father, well, your father figure, Glenn, had taken Enid under his wing. Enid now lives with you, Maggie, and Glenn. It enraged you.

You loathed Enid. She, in your words, was a "deranged fucking bitch."

And maybe Glenn didn't love you as if you were his own. Maggie was also pregnant, meaning that there wouldn't be enough space for three kids. So maybe it was you who needed to leave.

And that's exactly what you did.

Once the clock struck midnight, you packed your bags and left Alexandria. You'd left your friends, family, and boyfriend (Carl). It wasn't like anyone was going to care if you left.

No one was going to look for you. That was the prophecy. You were destined to be alone, and you became self-aware of that thought every day.

You headed for the woods. It was a bit dark, and you didn't have your flashlight with you either.

You maneuvered the woods blind. But it was fine. You could just listen for the sounds of flesh-hungry walkers.

By the morning, you'd reached an old apartment building. You opened the door and were greeted by a few walkers. You used your knife to kill them. One by one.

You searched the first floor, killing walkers as you went. You decided it was best to stay here, on the first floor, in case anything happened.

You opened the door to a small apartment and settled down. It had a mattress on the ground and a small but empty kitchen.

You dropped your bag on the floor and laid on the mattress. You smiled. It was better than living with Enid. Totally better.

You decided that it would be better if you had some rest. Your limbs felt like they'd fall off. You closed your eyes, thinking happy thoughts, and slowly fell asleep.

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

You were having the most exquisite dream about living in a castle on clouds when suddenly everything started collapsing, and then you were met with a blurry figure hovering over you.

"Are you alright?" Your vision started to clear up, and the fog in your brain started to melt away.

You looked up, taking in the face in front of you. You knew him. Him. "Carl? How did you—" Carl cupped your cheek and whispered, "You thought that you could travel away from Alexandria and I wouldn't find you? You could travel to the end of the earth and I would still find you. Can't you see? You belong with me, Y/N. And I belong to you."

You rolled your eyes, but you couldn't help but smile. "You're so cheesy, Carl."

Carl grinned, "Only for you." He leaned in and kissed your cheek. Carl stood up and brushed the dust off of his jeans. "Let's go," he said.

"No."

"Yes, we are leaving." He took your hand and pulled you up. You wanted to go with him. But you couldn't. Glenn and Maggie definitely didn't want you. They were probably getting ready to kick you out. Luckily, you have already left, saving them the trouble to kick you to the curb.

"Fine, I'll stay," Carl said.

"Carl—"

"No, I'm staying until you come with me." You smiled. "I'll stay with you whether you want me to or not."

"Okay," you replied.

"Okay."

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Send more fluff/angst reqs for carl and maybe even jason or dick grayson. ;)))

[mozzeralla-stix]

REWARD

Carl Grimes x Fem!Reader Smut

WARNINGS: PIV sex, unsafe sex, LOOOTS of praise, f! + m! recieving oral

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

Carl gives reader a reward…

᠃ ⚘᠂ ⚘ ˚ ⚘ ᠂ ⚘ ᠃ ᠃ ⚘᠂ ⚘ ˚ ⚘ ᠂ ⚘ ᠃ ᠃ ⚘᠂ ⚘ ˚ ⚘ ᠂ ⚘ ᠃ ᠃ ⚘᠂ ⚘ ˚

I find myself passing through the narrow doorway into Carl’s room- well, more our room now- as he follows in tow. We both remain silent as the exhaustion from the exerting run washes over us. I plop onto the bed and kick my shoes off, letting out a loud sigh as I allow my back to hit the mattress. Carl does the same shorty after- turning his head over to look at me with loving eyes.

“Y’know, you did pretty good on that run. Especially since it’s been a while since you’ve been outside the walls.”

I can’t help but lightly roll my eyes at his response, trying to fight off the rising blush that threatens to stain my cheeks due to the compliment.

“Ha! Yeah right. I almost got bit? And I knocked over that supply shelf!” I huff in response.

Carl simply chuckles and shakes his head, giving me a soft smile. He placed his hand on my cheek and rubs his thumb up and down, soothing the now incredibly warm skin. “Hmm. Maybe I should prove to you how good you did then?”

I feel my eyes go wide at the statement, realizing what he’s implying. I begin to stutter- trying to deflect as much as i possibly can. I fail miserably, and Carl reaches forward to place a soft kiss on my lips. I can’t help but giggle into the kiss, pulling him towards me a bit more. We break apart for a moment, catching our breath and staring into each others eyes. I giggle once more and shove Carl lightly on the shoulder, “Carl! Stop staring…”

Carl shakes his head and says, “As you wish, darlin’.” I feel his lips meet mine again, causing me to softly whine into the kiss. Carl takes the hint and slowly rolls himself over, positioning himself on top of me. His hands snake their way up my waist, eventually grabbing at my wrists and softly placing my hands above my head. He used one hand to keep my wrists in place, and allows his other to go back to my waist. He pulls back, making me whimper.

“I promise sweetheart, you did so good today. Let me reward you.”

I nod my head and accept the affection, reveling at his fiery touch on my skin. Carl trails his lips down to my neck, stopping at the junction that connects my jaw and upper neck. After a few chaste kisses, he takes the small bit of skin between his teeth and begins to lightly suck. I let our a rather loud whimper, feeling him grip my wrists tighter in response to my eager attempts at moving. The pleasure of his mouth on bare skin becomes almost overwhelming, so I find myself lightly bucking my hips up into him. Carl finally releases the now bruising spot, lightly licking it for a moment to tease me even more. He continues his path down my neck, leaving little hickeys along the way that have me wriggling in his grasp. With each little sound I make I can feel him smile against my skin, clearly enjoying what he’s doing to me.

He eventually reaches the hem of my shirt, looking up at me with soft eyes. “May I take this off, love?”. I give a small nod and lift my torso up, helping him remove the garment.

He looks down at me in awe, taking in the shape of my body. He seems almost mesmerized, amazed by the fact that I am his. I begin to feel a deep blush overtake me, whining in embarrassment. He chuckles and shakes his head at the noise, saying “Awe sweetheart, it’s okay. I just can’t believe how beautiful you look. Don’t worry, you’ll get what you want soon.”

He then dives back into kissing down my body, littering my chest and collarbone with marks and soft kisses. He reaches his hand behind my back, unclamping my bra while his other rests soothingly on my hip. I allow it to slide off me arms, exposing my bare chest to him. Carl continues kissing down me until he reaches the valley of my breasts, suddenly moving his mouth to one of them. I feel him wrap his lips around one of the buds, sucking lightly. His other hand moves to my other breast, lightly massaging it and feeling the plush skin. My hands fly to his hair, desperately pulling it as an attempt to get all the energy I feel building in me out. White, hot electric shocks travel from my lower half up my spine in response to his light bites at my skin. I begin to full on moan, arching my back against him. Carl groans at my sudden movements and my grip on his hair, sending vibrations through me. He begins to suck harder, using his teeth to lightly scrape the most sensitive part of my chest.

“Carl- mmph~ please!” I can’t help but moan out, not even really knowing what I’m begging for. Carl looks up at me with half lidded eyes, humming in response to my pleads. I arch my back again, reveling in the pleasure his soft hums bring me. He eventually removes his mouth from me, giving a few final licks to the bud he was focusing on. He continues down my waist, causing shivers to run up my spine. After leaving a few more kisses, he stops at my hips. He gently places his hands at the top of my pants and looks up to me for permission. I nod desperately, waiting in anticipation for him to relieve the tension developing in my abdomen.

He pulls down my pants, leaving me in just my panties. He throws my jeans to the other side of the room and begins to suck light marks into my thighs. I moan and tug on his hair even harder, allowing him to get the hint of my desperation. He chuckles and removes his mouth from the inner corners of my thighs, and hooks his fingers around the top of my panties. He pulls them down in one swift motion, causing me to lightly shiver at the cold air brushing against my core. Carl immediately places his head between my thighs, licking a long stripe up my pussy. I moan loudly, lightly gasping at the new sensation. Carl looks up at me once again, placing his lips around my swollen clit and beginning to suck. I keep my eyes on his, feeling the rush of pleasure and embarrassment run through my body. As he continues to work on my sensitive clit, he pushes a finger into me. I feel my eyes roll back into my head as a loud moan escapes my lips.

“Jesus christ Carl! Oh my god-“ I begin to ramble nearly incoherent nonsense, all of the sensations overtaking my ability to think. This only gives Carl more motivation, causing him to begin flicking his tongue against my clit, as well as inserting a second finger into my now soaking wet pussy. I moan desperately at the feeling, pulling his hair to shove his face harder against my most sensitive parts. I feel a pressure begin to child in my abdomen, only growing tighter by the second.

I begin to chant Carls name like a prayer, managing to choke it out between moans and whimpers. My head tossed to the side and I begin to lift my hips, bucking them against his fingers and mouth. The coil in my abdomen is nearly at its breaking point, becoming impossibly tighter.

“C-Carl! I’m- fuck mm- I’m close!”

Carl then curls his fingers upwards inside of me, hitting my g-spot in just the right way. As his fingers slip in and out of me I can feel myself clench around him. With a few more strokes and his tongue stimulating my clit, I begin to spasm around his fingers. I suddenly feel out of control, and can’t help but buck my hips into him while throwing my head back in pleasure. I stutter out his name, moaning out at his movements. He continues to finger me until my orgasm slows itself down, gently removing his fingers from my sensitive hole. He gives one last lick up my pussy, cleaning off any juices that didn’t get on his fingers.

He moves his fingers up to my mouth, commanding me to open my mouth for him. I eagerly take them in, sucking my own juices off his hands. He groans and closes his eyes, clearly imagining something other than his fingers in my mouth. He pulls them out and grabs me by the chin, causing me to look up at him. “Such a good girl for me. You did so well for me, making a mess all over me.”

I whimper at the praise, feeling another shock run through me. “Could you get down on your knees for me, darlin’?”

I quickly comply and place my knees on the ground while Carl scoots himself towards the edge of the bed. I fiddle with his belt buckle, doing my best to take it off with shaky hands. Carl chuckles and placed his hands over mine, guiding the precise movements. I finally unbuckle the belt, sliding his jeans down his thighs. I palm him through his boxers, causing him to let out a groan and tangle his hands in my hair. I remove my hand and teasingly kiss his dick through the fabric just before pulling his boxers down. His cock springs free, hard and dripping with pre-cum.

I place my hand at the base of it and begin to lightly pump up and down, starting to give small licks to the red tip at the same time. Carl’s grip on my hair tightens, causing me to quietly whimper. The salty taste of pre-cum engulfs my mouth the more of him that I take in, urging me to continue on. After a while of soft sucking and the gentle rhythm of my hand, I suddenly take in the entirety of Carl’s dick, feeling it graze the back of my throat.

“Fuck! God darlin’… you’re driving me crazy.” Carl lets out, slowly beginning to move my head up and down on his length. I succumb to his movements, allowing hun to guide my head as he pleases. Carl’s moans get louder, telling me how great I’m doing. I begin to swirl my tongue around his cock in hopes of eliciting more noises out of him. Carl begins to buck his hips into my mouth, holding my head in place with his strong grip on my hair.

“Nggmh- you’re doing such a great job. Just like that… good girl..”

I moan at the praise, sending vibrations through his body. As I feel his cock tense up, he pulls my head off of him- causing me to whine in response.

“Sorry sweetheart, wanna save it for when I’m inside you.”

I nod my head in agreement, getting up onto the bed with shaky legs. Carl quickly pulls me into his tight embrace, gently placing me on my back while he hovers for me. I feel his hand wrap around my wrists, once again pinning them down above my head. He leans down for a passionate kiss, slipping his tongue in my mouth. I moan at the feeling, being able to faintly taste myself of his lips. Carl pulls always slowly while looking deep into my eyes with a caring and loving look.

“Are you ready, love?”

I feel my cheeks grow warm again and nod at the prospect of Carl being inside of me. After registering my response I feel him line up with my entrance, teasing the sensitive area with the tip of his cock. He carefully pushes himself into me, letting out a deep groan at my walls wrapping tightly around him. The farther Carl goes into me the fuller I feel, causing moans to bubble up from the depths of my chest in pleasure. While it stings a little bit, Carl stops once he bottoms out inside of me so that I can adjust. Once the dull ache subsides I give him a short nod.

Carl smiles as he slowly pulls out of me, only to crash our hips back together with a soft thrust. I feel his length brush against my g-spot, which causes me to arch my back against his chest. Carl sets a soothing and consistent pace while he moves his hands to hold my hips in place. My hands immediately go to his back, leaving scratch marks on the rough skin. We find ourselves moaning and whimpering uncontrollably, both much too overtaken by pleasure to silence the noise.

“Mmph good girl, taking my cock so well. Look at you, such a mess for me hm?” I nod desperately, feeling him speed up as he praises me. I begin to buck my hips into him, babbling incoherently at the never ending pleasure his sharp movements provide. His name slips out of my mouth as I roll my eyes to the back of my head. I feel my legs begin to shake at how good Carl feels against me, hearing him chuckle as a response. Suddenly, he places his head in the crook of my neck. I can now hear his groans and whimpers even more now, adding to the slowly building tension in my abdomen. Carl starts to kiss and suck at my neck lightly, giving me all the more reason to arch up into him.

“C-Carl. I’m getting so close. God- please~” I manage to whine out as I feel my pussy grip him tighter. He nods against my neck and starts to speed his thrusts up, eliciting more noises from my mouth. One of his hands reach down to rub my clit, and at that moment I absolutely lose it. I suddenly feel the tightness come to a peak and I allow myself to unravel on Carl’s length. I become a moaning mess, complete with trembling legs and the rhythmic pulses of my pussy engulfing Carl’a cock.

“There we go. Good girl. Doing so well, take your time darlin’.”

As I come down from my high I feel a gentle tap against my hip as a warning, and Carl’s strong hands flip me onto my stomach. He uses his grip to gently raise my hips, placing himself at my entrance again. He slowly begins to thrust into me again, overwhelming my senses with the pleasure. He soon after goes back to the previous- almost relentless- pace. I moan uncontrollably, completely taken over my the overstimulating sensations of his cock hitting my g-spot repeatedly. I push my hips back against his, hoping to make him feel as good as I can.

“Mmng- good job sweetheart. Fuck- you’re gonna make me cum soon.”

Carl slowly bends himself over my form, wrapping his arms around my torso. I can feel his hot, laboring breath against the back of my neck and he pushes his cock through my folds. As his hips begin to stutter a sharp pain is felt on my shoulder, making me realize Carl is biting down on me. His cock twitches inside of me, and I am met with his warm cum spilling into me while he muffles his moans against my skin. I let out a soft sigh, feeling the tiredness and satisfaction hit me at once.

Carl takes a deep breath and kisses the bite mark, slowly pulling out of me. He rubs my back soothingly, and I gently lay down on the bed. Carl joins me soon after, pulling me into him in order to spoon me.

“I love you so, so much.” He says as he buries his head into my neck, kissing my skin.

“I love you too, Carl. More than you could ever know. “

We both begin to fall victim to the call of sleep, slipping into unconsciousness in each others arms.

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AHH this took me so long to write, busy day. I hope you enjoyed it <3

[lunarnightt]

𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 ⎯ Carl Grimes

WARNINGS! ⎯ there are none! Just pure fluff! SUMMARY ⎯ Your father, Daryl Dixon, always treated your mother like a queen before she died; now you want someone to do the same, and who better than your best friend, Carl Grimes. A/N ⎯ This is based on the song 'Like My Father' by Jax. I also want to thank everyone who LOVED my Carl Grimes x Gothic reader so much! I love you all!

For as long as you could remember; your father treated your mother like a goddess, like a queen.

Whatever she wanted, she got. whatever she asked for, she got. There were never any ifs or buts about it. Your dad worshipped the ground she walked and treasured her like any man should do a woman.

As you got older, you watched your father do everything he could for your mother. He would constantly have dinner dates with her, and take her on romantic walks in the middle of the night when they thought you were asleep. This never changed when your mom got cancer and started doing chemo.

Your father shaved his own head with her so she wouldn't be alone, held her hand during every treatment, and watched her throw up blood until her last dying breath.

Your mother died before the world went to shit so there you were, sitting at the query watching other kids play with their moms and dads, silently resenting them for having both. Your mother was dead and your dad was cold and couldn't care what you did anymore because he was still grieving the loss of his wife.

That was when that changed; a little boy walked up to you and practically forced you to play with him. You would learn that his name was Carl and he too lost his dad but of course, we all know how that went.

Eventually, you and Carl became best friends; going and growing through hell together. You both survived through so much and yet you helped him look on the brighter side of life.

Over time, as you two grew older, the two of you slowly fell in love with one another but never said a thing because one- you're either running from the dead, and two- neither one of you thought you liked each other back.

But one thing was for certain; you wanted a man who loves you like you're father loved your mom.

It was like any other day for you and Carl. You both sat in your bedroom reading comic books, the soft sound of Johnny Cash playing in the background filling your ears.

You looked over at the Grimes boy, looking over the handsome features you've grown to love over the last few years; to his long shaggy hair, his beat-up cowboy hat, and his missing eye something he was very insecure of but you thought was badass.

Before he could catch your gaze though, you looked down and the record stopped playing which made the both of you groan. "Great. Now one of us has to get up and flip it over." You whined, crossing your arms over your chest and looking at the record player in your room.

Carl sighed and pushed himself off the ground, walking over to the record playing and taking the record off. "What are you doing?" You asked, looking at him with a raised eyebrow. Carl smiled and turned to you. "Putting on Abba. I thought Dancing Queen was your favorite and you want to listen to it?" He spoke and he wasn't entirely wrong.

"I do but I thought you wanted to listen to Johnny Cash?" You spoke softly and Carl just rolled his eye and turned to face you. "Does it matter what I want?" He spoke before turning to face the record player and placing the needle on the record, the song Dancing Queen filling the room as he made his way and sat back down next to you.

That day you knew that Carl was the type you wanted, the type you knew would love you like your father did to your mom.

So, you contemplated forever, debating on telling him how you felt but when you did; you wrote him a nice simple letter and left it on the inside of his hat. It took him a while but he finally found it, looking at it with confusion while the words "read me cowboy" jumped out at him in all capital letters.

He knew it was from you because only you called him cowboy and only you would do something like leaving a letter on the inside of his hat.

So, he read it as instructed and he became over the moon because not only did you tell him how you felt but you actually liked him back.

Carl rushed out of the house to look for you, going to all the places he knew you would be. He went to Rosita, to Maggie and Glenn's place because you loved playing with Herschal Jr before finally finding you training with Jesus.

"Looks like you're boyfriend is here" Jesus joked which made you roll your eyes and flip him off as you made your way over to Carl. "Hey cowboy" You spoke with a teasing smirk but your smirk was wiped clean off your face when he held up the letter.

"Are you telling the truth?" He asked, needing reassurance like he always did when he was unsure of something. You gave him a small smile and nodded your head. "Yes. Why would I lie to you of all people?" You asked and before you could say anything else, his lips were pressed against yours.

As the two of you kissed, your hand moved to the back of his neck while his hands moved to your waist. After a minute, the two of you pulled apart and he pressed his forehead against yours.

"You don't know how long I wanted to do that" He whispered against your lips and you giggled, moving to play with the soft locks of his hair. "It's about damn time, cowboy" You spoke back and he immediately pressed his lips against yours, capturing your lips in a searing kiss.

Ever since then, he truly loved you like your father did your mom and maybe even more than he ever did.

[angeldiarybook]

When they both play Carl G 🫶🏼

[hiro--aoki]

Carl Grimes Headcanons!!!

TW: fluff bomb [not real bomb, trust]

A/N: spawns, drops this, despawns

Carl Grimes who is obsessed with physical contact, always having a finger in the belt loop of your jeans, linking pinkies or nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. He gets a good smell of a new shampoo you'd found at an abandoned motel.

Carl Grimes who loves the sound of your voice. Your laugh, the way you yell at someone for doing something stupid, and he can't help but get distracted when you whisper to him while hiding from a few walkers.

Carl Grimes who's a gentleman even in the end of the world. Let's be honest, he's the kind of guy to put his flannel in a puddle even if you could walk around it. King and Queen of the apocalypse right here.

Carl Grimes who would never leave your side. Always lurking somewhere near you. Making sure you're safe. Lord have mercy on anyone who even looks at you wrong. The glare he sends their way, and the cute way he scrunches up his nose.

Carl Grimes who loves seeing you on him (pause 💀). He loves seeing his flannel on your back, his hat on your head, heck even his belt on your jeans. And he would beg you too make matching bracelets or anything like that.

Carl Grimes who, even though he never even went to middle school (i think, idk america), love writing beautifully composed love letters. Where and when he learnt it, who knows, but you're not complaining.

Carl Grimes who loves you to the world and back, more than anything. He'd die for you, he'd live for you. You'd show him a happy ending, how love can make the world seem less chaotic.

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@kookiekult @smutinlove @far-cry-from-finality

@zomb-1-egutzz @shadowybasementmiracle @vaniniweenie

@coveofthesiren @carlmipololo @lunarnightt

@thecrazyalchemist

[grim333z]

Blah blah there's ment to be TWO YEARS BETWEEN S1 AND S8???

[deeznutsinyomouth77]

carl grimes is so lana del rey, (idk how to explain but if you get it, you get it.) chandlers beauty is unreal 😣

[kknighthood]

Cowardice Carl Grimes x Fem!Reader

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The journey to Alexandria was a long one. When we arrived, everything changed. It felt so unfamiliar to feel safe after all that was happening outside the safe zone. The faint groans of walkers were still behind the tall steel walls, but it was there, same for the constant fear of them falling.

People have integrated into this new society—this new home—which was to be expected. The whole purpose of Alexandria was to rebuild the civilization we once knew. At first, it was exciting. There were jobs for people to do, and plenty of food, shelter, and other kids. There wasn't much to complain about, but you had something that made your blood boil. Enid and Carl.

Before you arrived at the safe zone with your group you grew close with Carl. You shared everything, from your grief to food. He saved you; you saved him. Over time you developed feelings for him, waiting for the right time to tell him about your feelings seemed like the right move. Now it's too late.

Enid and Carl are together now, they always are. It doesn't matter if he was sneaking off to go read comics outside the walls with her, or if she was around his house helping him babysit Judith. They are always together. Carls started to distance himself from you. If you didn't like him so much, you'd probably be able to forget about it – about him. But you can't. When you see them laughing together and holding hands when they think no one can see it makes your heart ache and a lump form in your throat. You felt sick.

Lately, Carls has been too busy for you. Far too busy with his new 'girlfriend'. You were meant to go fishing with him a few weeks ago, something you always did. He brought Enid. When she got sick of sitting there Carl left with her, leaving you alone. That was such a small thing, but it all adds up. Every hangout he flaked out on to meet Enid, and every hangout after he gently denied meeting her more stung like antiseptic and a fresh wound.

Where were you? Waiting for him.

The wound already hurt, maybe the antiseptic was knowing he didn't need you anymore. Then you could move on. Perhaps that was just what you told yourself to make you feel better.

So, you removed yourself. Why wait for a boy who's already with another? That ship sailed, and you couldn't stand the feeling of waiting at that empty dock. That feeling of abandonment, anger, and sickness wasn't something you could handle anymore. It was suffocating, you hated it. You didn't even look at him, you couldn't. Not when you knew Enid was in his eye constantly. You haven't said a word to Carl in nearly three weeks. He's tried, it hurts but you haven't bothered to respond.

If you had the right time to tell him sooner, you'd be in her place beside him.

But you knew deep down the real reason you didn't tell him your feelings wasn't because of timing; it was because you were scared. Now, you must deal with the consequences.

You were sat in the attic listening to some old CDs you found around your new house in Alexandria. Your headphones were in as you just sat flicking through magazines about old celebrities that are long gone and beauty tips telling you how to use products you'll probably never see again. You skimmed over articles on how to choose the right lipstick, it didn't seem relevant. You haven't seen Chapstick in months, let alone lipstick.

In the corner of your eye, you saw the door open, your eyes searched for the person who opened it. "I've been calling you" Carol comes in with her arms crossed, she looked so smart these days in nice colourful cardigans and clean shirts. It was nice to forget about those old clothes she used to wear outside, you hoped you never had to see her in those again. She looked after you, you wanted this to work out for her, she seemed to like it here.

"Oh, sorry. Everything okay?" You turned down your music to hear the older woman.

"I'm heading out to the pantry, make sure you get your laundry folded before I come back" She nods at you.

"On it" You gave her a salute as she looked down at you seated on the floor

"Turn your music down, you'll hurt your ears!" she adds as she walks out, you gave her a salute as she walks out. You smiled to yourself as you picked back up your magazine. You doubt a boombox will do more damage to your ears than the gunfire you heard out there.

"On it..." You muttered as you flicked through the last of your magazine. It felt nice to hold a paper magazine instead of one of a gun. Needless to say, it's not something you'll take for granted again.

You flicked through CDs on the rack beside you. Your eyes narrowed as you tried to look for the one you were fine. You heard the door creek again. "I know, Carol... I'll fold them all real soon. I'll keep it down to." You hummed, you slowly turned around to see who you expected to be Carol.

It was Carl.

It had to be him, didn't it?

"Lesley Gore?" He questioned as he held up a CD that was on the table. He looked at you, his eyes had something you couldn't recognize.

"Yeah, its some 60s CD Spencer gave it to me. I'd like it back" You stood up and held your hand awaiting it to be returned. He sighed and placed it back in your hand for you to put it back in the rack. For a faint moment, she saw his eyes narrow with a hint of annoyance.

Carl doesn't like the fact that you seem to be ignoring him you can see it.

It's your fault. you should have confessed a long time ago. but he shouldn't have forgotten you either.

"How have you been?" He steps closer, he's trying the best he can to encourage a conversation. You let out a huff, he caught that too. "So... you're avoiding me now?"

"No, Carl. I'm leaving you alone. You're a big boy, you're fine."

"Leaving me alone? You're acting as if we're strangers now. What's your problem?" He said, his tone carrying a hint of irritation. He didn't like how you dismissed him so quickly.

"Why would I stay around? Do you want me to follow you as you go around following Enid? That's weird, Carl." Your eyes roll back in your head. It hurt too much.

He was surprised by your bluntness. He knew you weren't exactly happy about his relationship with Enid, but he didn't realize it bothered you this much. He didn't like Enid being brought into this either, it's not her fault. You knew that.

"It's... it's not like that" he says defensively. "And what does it matter anyway? You spend more time with Ron nowadays." Of course, he brought that into it. Ron. You only spent time with him because you needed a replacement for Carl, what were you expected to do? Sit alone? No thanks. Life is too short already.

"Exactly, because Enid ditched him too. You guys are made for one another, really!" You walked past him to leave the attic you walked down your stairs into your bedroom's vanity. If he wanted to go on about Ron, that's fine. you could always go pay him a visit later.

Your sarcastic comment stung, but he tried to keep his composure as he followed her into your room. He's never seen this side of you before. He leaned against the door frame as he watched at your vanity as your fingers worked at your hair undoing it passive-aggressively then brush at the knots out.

He waited until you undid your hair before he stepped further into the room. You really didn't know if he was waiting for an apology or processing what you said.

"You're jealous." He stated bluntly. You were ignoring him, despite how close you were, all because he was dating a girl. He came to that conclusion pretty quickly when you started fading away, but you weren't there for him to talk about it with you.

"Of what, Enid? Don't be ridiculous" You immediately got defensive; he couldn't help but let a smug smile grow on his face as he saw he hit a nerve at your reaction. You stopped braiding your hair to glare at him, you didn't like him reaching that conclusion. He paused for a moment and stepped closer to your chair, you could see him in the mirror.

"Yes of Enid, you're jealous because I haven't been spending as much time with you" He crossed his arms over his chest and shook his head, his voice getting more serious.

"...I have Ron. You said it yourself. I don't need you Carl, and you don't need me." you looked at him in your mirror as you continued braiding, his lips formed a line as you went on. "We're not joined at the hip, go lock lips with Enid or something. I'm busy" You turned around to glare at him.

Your harsh words hurt, and the mention of Enid's name made him get more riled with you. He took another step towards you, his eyes fixed on you through the mirror. "You may have Ron. But that doesn't mean anything! We've been friends for years. And now suddenly you're just discarding me because I'm not giving you enough attention." He waited for you to say something, anything. You didn't. you sat there braiding your hair as a distraction, this whole conversation made you swell with frustration. "You know what? Fine. If you don't need me, then I don't need you either." His expression hardened.

"I don't even know why you're here..." you muttered, your braiding slowed down to feel the soft hair under your fingers.

He scoffs at her response, feeling a mixture of frustration and hurt. He leans his back against the wall, his arms still crossed. "I came here because I was worried about you, but god... I don't know why I ever bother..." He couldn't believe how you were treating him. your indifferent facade was infuriating.

You had to look away, a weight settled in your stomach. Something you didn't feel before Alexandria filled you, emptiness. A cold emptiness, that drained the room of all warmth. It was something you never thought was possible around Carl.

"You're not even going to say anything?" He finally caved. He needed to hear you speak, to at least acknowledge his presence, but you just sat there, looking vacant. He finally had enough and huffs before he pushes away from the wall. "You know what? Fine, you win. I'll leave you alone"

He left your room and closed the door; he couldn't have imagined this heartbreak from such a close longtime friend. As soon as the door closed you felt everything crash down on you, you tried to be strong about losing him before. You were fine with slipping away, just fading out, however this ending was different. It felt so wrong; you didn't want to leave things like this. You didn't want him to leave at all, you wanted him to stay. You wanted everything to be different. You had so many wants, yet you're doing nothing. You stood up, you're fighting the weight of your heavy heart as you hurried downstairs.

You saw Carl through your misty eyes as he reached for the door handle, you grabbed his waist. Though it hurt having him stay, you did need him. You felt him freeze, it took him by surprise. You were so cold and distant earlier; he really couldn't understand this rollercoaster you were putting him through.

"Y/n..." he called your name softly. You couldn't help but tense, you feared he'd push you away like he did many times before for Enid. But Enid wasn't here. It was just you two. He turned to you slowly, his eyes were filled with longing. They lost that frustration they filled with a few minutes' prior. He was confused and hurt, of course he'd be. You were going on about how you didn't need him to now holding him like you didn't want him to go.

"You're an idiot..." Your voice broke, you tried to hold it together. Your head was buried in his back, you didn't want him to see you this way.

"Why are you doing this?" He whispered, his voice filled with both hurt and confusion. Though you two grew distant he still held onto what you both had. You couldn't let go of what never was. You missed him. "Just admit it.." he said under his breath.

You struggled you form your words. You didn't want to admit it to Carl, you hated admitting it at all. "I'm...I am- I'm Jealous." Your grip on his waist tightened as you tensed up.

"I wouldn't replace you with her." He whispered. You shook your head.

"That's not why I'm like this...I..." You couldn't finish what you wanted to say, it wasn't just cowardice. To say it now didn't feel right. Hesitantly, you let go. As badly as you wanted him, you couldn't just say that when he's getting so close to Enid. Its not fair on either of them. As much as your heart ached, it would still beat without him.

"Tell me, Y/n. You're not being fair here..." He took a step closer, his voice filled with both desperation and a hint of anger. "You can't treat me like this and expect me to understand. Not when you're the one who started avoiding me first-" he was getting desperate.

"I had to! I can't sit and watch you two get close as I sit there. It hurts, Carl. It was always me and you. Everyone in the group had their own cliques, but now it's you and Enid. Where am I? I should be there... I should have been honest" you can see the look on his face, hes sick of all this beating round the bush.

"Then tell me!" He interjects.

"I like you"

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I may rewrite this later, not a huge fan

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