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Anyways i probably won’t write on carl anymore bc tbh i don’t care abt twd at all. it was fun sometimes and i met some real bitches here but if you wanna keep in contact then add me on discord emmi#6081 and i’m also active on twitter xoxo

#love yall 🥺

no twd rpers in my christian death note fandom

#death note is MY thing #it has BEEN my thing #thanks goodbye *fucks off again*

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#Babies

#ohhh #carl.#judith.

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twd went downhill & stopped for me with S7 but I will forever love S1-S6b ; __ ;

Carl x Ron, y’all \ o /

#UwuU

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does michonne see carl more as a best friend or a son? how would you classify their relationship?

in the very beginning it’s unclear on how she sees him. obviously, she’s shocked if not impressed with his ability to survive and adapt. there’s definitely a bond formed instantly with how they both prioritize the world, with family and MEMORY in the forefront. going to King County Cafe, risking his life to get a PICTURE endeared Michonne to him instantly. but it was hard, getting close to him since he was a constant reminder of her own girls, and how she had failed them.

she resolved early on to not fail him and in her own words calls him her best friend numerous times. and she means it. she doesn’t see him at all as a son during this time, because it’s WRONG having just lost his mother, and wrong because she herself is still a mother in her own eyes. and there’s a fair bit of punishment she inflicts on herself because of that, losing her girls. she has lost the right to even think of a child as her’s. their relationship transcends friendship and family, both filling vital roles for each other in times of need.

when she begins getting romantic with his father, he’s at the age that it doesn’t matter, and it doesn’t need explaining. it still makes her tear up though, the first time he does call her mom.

open inbox / always accepting !!

#sera is my god #save.

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Flickering his dull gaze towards the other boy mumbling. “I’m fine.” but he really wasn’t but what was new? He just almost got killed by a group of walkers and he ran into alexandria as if his life literally depended on it, which it did. Sweat made his hair stick to his forehead he was only trying to help bring a car into the walls but it was ruined and now he felt humiliated he couldn’t do something as simple as that. He shrugged off his coat gripped it with a vice death grip closing his eyes so he could actually breathe. “Carl really, I’m fine.” he waved a hand at the concerned boy while he looked at his own arms while wiping his face. He wasn’t bit so he was gonna shove this emotion down of panic like he always did. “Didn’t even get the fucking car..” he said angrily under his breath.

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❛ yeah, clearly you’re fine, ❜ carl scoffed, annoyed with ron’s transparent lie and his assumption that carl would simply accept it. what was the point of claiming he was fine when his countenance and demeanor said the opposite ? he was obviously frustrated with the situation, as anyone would be after performing a task inadequately. carl didn’t put it past him; he knew that if it had been him, he would have gotten down on himself as well. but ron’s reaction definitely spoke to his overall self efficacy. ❛ it was just a car, ron. that can be replaced; you can’t be. the important thing is that you’re safe. ❜ he paused, trying to make eye contact in attempts to get through to ron. ❛ but you don’t have to be fine. ❜

#aimedgun #ily2

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mood 09: focused / not accepting

❛ i haven’t really shown anyone else, ❜ carl admits, hesitant to remove the bandage. but he trusts glenn, and he knows that the man is struggling with his own injury. carl remembers feeling so incredibly lonely after the accident, disheartedly keeping his fears and reservations to himself. he would never want glenn to have to endure those feelings of despondency on his own, not when his selfless nature has sacrificed so much for the good of the group and for carl himself. he recalls that night so vividly, replaying the events that will be imprinted in his mind for as long as he lives. he thought he had seen it all, but never had carl witnessed something so brutal and cruel, never had he witnessed someone so undeserving undergo such treatment as glenn under the heavy hand of negan.

he finally unfurls the last of the gauze, placing it on the table and slowly brushing his hair out of his face. ❛ you don’t have to show me if you don’t want to. i just want you to know that you’re not alone. ❜

#kindnis #answered.#this took me forever im Sorry #DFSHFLGJL

"there's another one right there."

carl’s gaze follows his father’s gesture to the sky, and he scans the array of twinkling stars for another constellation. ❛ i think i know that one. it’s the big dipper, right, dad ? ❜ he had learned about it in science class when they had studied outer space. the world is so small and insignificant compared to the expanse that lies beyond the atmosphere, their problems so meaningless in the grand scheme of the universe. to consider it makes carl a bit nervous, but it almost offers him a sense of comfort in an odd way. legs dangling over the barn’s ledge, he begins swinging them a bit and leans back to points upwards in the same direction. ❛ i could tell from the north star. ❜ he wonders if the astronauts came back from space, and what they did if they returned to earth only to discover its remains. it is a slowly dying ember now, like the sun, but the process has taken months instead of millenia. surely it will outlive its inhabitants.

#coltled #hehe #answered.

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they’re a group that was born out of necessity for survival, never once afforded the luxury of a permanent safe haven like alexandria. oh, how they have struggled and fought— perhaps carl more than anyone. she’s seen him go from a little boy bleeding out while cradled in his father’s arms to the strong and capable person he is now. it’s easy to forget, that he’s still only just a child. a child who has seen and done far more than any child should. ❝ you doin’ okay? we haven’t talked much since the prison— just wanted to check up on ya’. ❞

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feigning mundanity, alexandria is sheltered from the outside world. its security leaves carl with more opportunities to think rather than act, when the latter has been natural for so many years. he fears it; thinking often leads to feeling. the memories imprinted in his mind are are wounds left to fester, and he dwells on them most of the time. adjustment is hard and the community does not seem to understand the horrors that they have witnessed; it is difficult to live when one has spent so long simply surviving. but maggie is one of the few who carl trusts wholeheartedly, who he knows will remain steadfast and reliable. maggie greene is resilience personified, and if carl will only open up, perhaps they can share some understanding or even comfort. ❛ i’m ... okay, ❜ he replies. ❛ as okay as i can be, i guess. are you okay ? ❜

#servivals #;___;

LISTEN EMMI, I LOVE YOU WITH MY WHOLE ASS HEART. ALWAYS HAVE ALWAYS WILL. YOU ARE SUCH A GIFT AND SUCH A GOOD PRECIOUS BEAN. YOURE ONE OF THE GREATEST AND BEST FRIENDS IVEADE ON HERE, AND ILYSM. ;3; HAPPY TWNETIETH BIRTH U INFANT!!! I HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT MANY MORE. 😘👏💪🙌

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