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Y'all literally write fanfics like you're men. How is it that in your own fantasy world, you're not getting pleasure from it? With every reader x character, it's you pleasuring the character. Women write fanfics like how men view porn.

You're so feminist that even in your own fantasies, you think that you are ugly and that this character would never want you. So unless they're degrading, using, and beating you. That's the only true way you think that they could ever desire you.

I'm not even going to get started on the of-age-reader x underage characters because if I need to tell you why that's wrong, you need to be put on a watch list.

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THE WALKING DEAD 1.03 — Tell It to the Frogs

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There are folks on this hell site that champion incest shipping and the disease has spread to TWD, Rick and Carl. I’m telling you now if that shit crosses my dash I will berate the fuck outta you and then block the fuck outta you.

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I'M SO EXCITED

ghost in the woods (coming soon…)

a carl grimes x fem!reader series taking place late season five.

chapter one: friendly spirit

chapter two: a deeper understanding

chapter three: dad’s rifle

chapter four: an ultimatum

chapter five: pure regret

chapter six: his guardian angel

hope you enjoy!

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ughhh your new carl bots are so amazing, i love love love chatting to them ❤️ ❤️

Screaming! Thank you!! I feel so appreciated. I have so much to do IRL and stuff to write in my own little world - to know somebody else who is days even weeks away from me is reading my stuff even when I'm half-assing it is amazing to me AAA <3 I hope to publish more bots and fics sometime next month.

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I'm totally normal about this it didn't make my stomach flip at all

#sobbing

In the live adaptation of The Walking Dead, Carl was around 16 years old when he died BUT Chandler Riggs was, as we know, 18. I did some calculations to find out what Chandler Riggs looked like when he was actually 16 and found out that he was nearing 16 during the filming of Season 6. (S6 was filmed May 2015, Chandler’s birthday is June 1999)

This Carl is the one that was bit, this Carl is the one that had to shoot himself in the head because he didn’t want to put his dad through having to kill his own son. Carl’s death is upsetting as it is (especially when he was never supposed to die according to comic storylines) but it becomes even more gut wrenching when you visualise Carl, looking like an actual sixteen year old, having to die so young.

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“OLD MAN CARL”

due to a comment on another of my carl grimes post i realized that a lot of people don't know much about comic carl grimes and how many amazing things we missed due to the series director not wanting to pay chandler what he deserved.

for starters, (in my opinion) one of the most iconic covers of a the walking dead comic, old man carl

in case you didn't catch the references or call backs to known characters, let's break some of them down:

rick grimes's sheriff hat

michonne's katana

negan's bat, 'lucille'

daryl dixon's (or dwight's, bc daryl doesn't exist in the comics fyi) crossbow

andrea's (or in the tv show, daryl's) poncho

there's something so cool about him surviving everything and carrying certain things to remember his loved ones or the victory of his enemies. I would've loved to see this play on screen, missed opportunity fr.

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REAL

ok carl now type

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i love your bots and i just found your tumblr! can we get more enid bots please?

THANKK YOUU! I have a few ideas for new Enid bots but I'm not in love with my writing atm... BUt I just posted a new one for you!

٠ ࣪⭑ | Just walk with me.

Pretty boring prompt but I've had a lot of fun chatting with her, I'm surprised at some of the dialogue I got. (In a good way)

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This was so cute!

ENID my love can you do something for her where she goes to the hilltop to help maggie but winds up bumping into reader and they start developing a little relationship ooh 👻👻

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SAFE WITH ME. ⋆｡°✩ enid rhee x fem!reader

.ᐟ WORD COUNT .ᐟ ⭑ 1.6K

꩜ .ᐟ WARNINGS ⭑ use of y/n, blood mention, reader has anxiety + fear of blood and angsty backstory!! oooo!! kissing, swearing, kind of a bad ending im so sorry </3

.ᐟ SUMMARY .ᐟ ⭑ you had always been a quiet person. that was until you met the girl who saved your life, and helped you out of your shell.

꩜ .ᐟ A/N .ᐟ ⭑ HELLO AURA!!! im so sorry this came out so late omg... i hope you like it!!! i lost ALL MY PROGRESS ON THIS THE OTHER DAY </3 I HAD TO REWRITE IT COMPLETELYYYY so i'm so sorry if it seems a bit rushed T_T but again i hope you like it ily!!! <33

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you were running for what felt like forever. your feet were swollen, they felt as if they were bleeding from how fast you were running. you could tell your shoes had holes in them because after a bit of running, you felt rocks under your feet and felt air brushing past. your throat burned as you gasped for air while you were sprinting. you felt like you were going to pass out at any minute.

why were you running though? and what from?

well, you were apart of a group. a nasty group. you were just passing through, and they decided to recruit you. you were never fond of groups, in the mindset that they'd all end terribly from your past experiences.

you finally got an opportunity to run, so, you did.

they had taken almost everything from you. your backpack, warm clothes, your boots, all that stuff. you were left in a tank top and shorts, along with really shitty sneakers.

after maybe 30 minutes of non-stop sprinting through the woods, your legs gave out. you fell, but instead of your hands landing on hard rocks and sharp sticks, it landed on some sort of gravel.

you were at the side of what looked like an endless road. your palms were bleeding, along with your knees as they fell onto the gravel and the tiny rocks dug through into your skin.

"fuuck.." you silently cried, squeezing your eyes shut through the pain.

you moved over to the hard concrete road and sat down, looking at your bloody palms and knees.

the rocks were into your skin, deep. and you couldn't stand the sight of your own blood. your head felt like it was spinning as you attempted to stay awake.

and just as you felt your body starting to go limp, you heard a voice.

"hello? are you okay?" a girls voice asked. you only let out a inaudible mumble in response. "oh, you're bleeding!"

as she came closer to you, you noticed her features. she had long brown hair and beautiful eyes. she looked around your age, too. she kneeled down and pulled bandages out of her bag. "don't worry, you're safe with me. try and stay awake, okay? i'm gonna bandage you really quick, then we can go back to my community. it's not too far from here."

you nodded and attempted to stay awake, but seeing your blood dripping down your knees was too much. your vision went blurry before everything went black.

...

"you check her for bites?" you heard a womans voice ask as you came back to your senses.

"of course. i checked right as she passed out." the girl from before spoke up.

you started fluttering your eyes back open, looking at the two girls who were hovering over you, talking to one another. there was a woman with shorter hair and blue eyes, then the girl from before.

you silently sit up, which surprises the two girls.

the woman stares at you intently before speaking up. "who are you?"

you were anxious to respond, looking at the girl from before who simply gives you a nod with a comforting smile. "my name is y/n." you mutter just loud enough for the two to hear.

"what were you running from?"

"an old group." you start messing with your hands. "i didn't mean to intrude."

the womans face turns a bit more soft. "i'm maggie."

"i'm enid." the girl who saved you speaks up with a wave. "if you, uh, don't mind me asking.. why were you running from your old group?"

"because they were falling apart, like every other group." you blankly responded. "they took everything from me."

maggie and enid exchange a somber looked before facing you again.

"you can stay here for a bit if you'd like. hilltop's got a couple places you can sleep at." maggie offers with a smile.

"i wouldn't want to be a burden.."

"you're not a burden if i'm offerin'." she pats your shoulder.

"...alright. i'll be out of your hair soon, though." you caved, giving a soft smile back to the two.

...

you thought that you were going to be out of hilltop quick. you never liked groups, but something was different about this one.

it was probably enid. she drove you crazy. not in a bad way, but the way that her hair perfectly framed her face, the way her eyes glistened in the sunlight, the way her voice played through your ears on loop even if you two weren't hanging out... it made you insane.

you never felt this way about anyone. maybe you were just thankful that she saved your life? but it felt like more than that.

you and enid were attached to each others hip. you'd gossip together- well, mostly enid.. you'd play games together, go on runs together, you did everything together.

today, there was a small campfire at hilltop that some of the residents were talking around, and enid dragged you to it despite knowing you were anxious around the others.

people were talking about their lives, before and after the apocalypse, their hobbies, the saviors.. lots of random, all-over-the-place type stuff.

"yeah, even through all these years, i still get scared when i see a few roamers.." one person spoke.

you had a cup of water in your hands, taking sips while your leg anxiously bounced up and down. enid was right by your side and placed a comforting hand on your knee, looking up at you.

"you okay?" she whispered, just loud enough for only you to hear.

"mhm. i'm good." you nodded before taking a quick sip. you brushed her off just to simply hide that fact that your heart was pounding out of your chest. she was just being a good friend, but it made your mind race.

she nodded understandingly. she knew you better than anyone, she knew you just needed to be alone, and that you'd be too stubborn to leave the campfire despite not wanting to be there in the first place.

but eventually, everyone began dispersing back to their homes, leaving just you and enid alone at the camp fire together.

she turned her chair so she could face you. "you didn't answer any of the questions."

"hm?" you raised an eyebrow, setting your, now empty, cup onto the floor by your feet.

"the questions. we were going around and answering different questions, you just spaced out." enid reminded.

"oh. sorry." you gave her an apologetic look, nervously rubbing the back of your neck.

"..do you want to answer them now? just the two of us."

you looked away in thought for a moment, staring at the burning logs before looking back at her. "sure."

"alright, first question. and, feel free to say skip to any of the questions if they're too much." enid clasped her hands together ecstatically, happy that you agreed. "who were you with at the very beginning of all this, who were you with?"

"my siblings." you reminisced to the beginning. "it didn't last long, though."

"... i get that." enid looks at you, sympathy in her tone and eyes. "well, next question. "what's your favorite part about the hilltop?"

you awkwardly looked away before answering. "you, probably."

"me?" she let out a soft laugh, the laugh you adored so much. "why me?"

"because you're the only reason why i'm still at hilltop." you clarified with a smile. "i wasn't planning on staying here this long, but.. you being here, helping me.. all that stuff. it made me want to stay."

enid smiles, her face a bit pink as she lets out a more breathy laugh and looks away. "well..." she pats hers knees rhythmically before speaking again. "i'm glad you stayed. hah.. next question?"

"next question." you repeated with a smile.

"...ever kissed a girl before?" she looks at you, her face looking somewhat devious and joking, but you know her too well, immediately being able to tell it's a genuine question.

"did they really ask this?" you let out a short laugh.

"maybe, maybe not. maybe i'm just curious."

your eyes widened, and you felt your face growing a bit hot. "uh.. well, no. i haven't."

"have you wanted to?" she raised an eyebrow, her face growing softer as she looks into your eyes.

you simply look at her speechless. your face was probably red as hell, but the way your features softened as you looked back at enid, your eyes trailing from her lips to her eyes.. it answered her question.

she got up from her chair moved closer to you. her eyes looked down at yours and she tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear before leaning her head down to kiss you.

a million thoughts were running through your head as you anxiously returned the kiss, your hand meeting hers.

you couldn't tell how long the kiss went on for, it felt like forever, but it also felt like it left too soon. as the two of you separated, you looked at each other with reddened cheeks and big, bright smiles.

"..holy shit." you finally spoke up, a breathy chuckle escaping through your words.

you looked down, and your hands were interlocked. when did you two do that? you guys were too lost in the kiss to realize, i guess.

the two of you giggled about it for a second, not knowing what to say.

enid was your first real friend, you thought. and your friend partner, too.

"are you okay?" she smiled, looking down at you as if you were an angel.

"yes." you nodded, responding instantly. "yes, i am. thank you."

"for what?" enid cupped your face in her hand, her gorgeous smile remaining on her face.

"everything." you brought your hands up to the hand on your face, leaning into it. "just everything."

she leaned down and kissed you on your forehead. "well, of course. thank you for everything, too."

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Yayy

finally starting to write again since I'm so stressed and using words as escapism! ( lord help me ) I'm so excited to get a new story out!! Let's hope I get it done lmao - I have so many shitty ideas mwhhahhaa

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"Cegan is gross." Who fucking cares they're FICTIONAL. People like you are no fun. Stop bitching about FICTIONAL ships and do something to help REAL humans who need it. Put your time and effort into REAL fucking problems

I’m no fun because I don’t like consuming pedophilic content? You’re fucked 😭💀 get some serious help, and go outside you cave dweller, I’m a child, god forbid I comment on a ship between a 16 year old and a something 50 year old, and to say I’m bitching when you anonymously go in my asks to whine and throw your toys around ☠️ grow tf up. If you’re gonna complain, at least do it publicly 😂

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I would like to make a petition formally banning anyone from making those mf sad Carl and Rick edits because my hormonal ass cannot keep crying literally every five minutes, I do not have the mental capacity for this, I do not need to see another edit reminding me that Carl dies or another picture of the floorboard with Carl and Judith’s hand print ok? I repeat I do not need to see that!!

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"We need more complex women characters!"

Please. You couldn't even handle Lori Grimes in 2010.

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She needed her babies and her babies needed her UGhhh

they could NEVER make me hate you Lori NEVERRRRRRR

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Genuine question, why I came across some hate posts towards Enid? Like... She's a great character?!! If I was a teenager who came across the same shit as her, I would probably act the same?! IF I survived the shit she did . (I wouldn't)

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Guess who's birthday is tomorrow :/

Me rn lol: