you can call me vicki or jocey i really do not care either ok me is fine by me
my pronouns r she/they !!
i love love LOVE :: omori, pmmm, zero day, cry of fear, creepypasta, twd and more but I don't feel like naming them
my fav characters:: aubrey , mari (omori), calvin gabriel, andre kriegman (zero day), madoka, sayaka, homura (pmmm)
fav bands :: weezer, pinkshift, destroy boys, Nirvana, deftones, icp, Alex g, Radiohead, msi , negative XP , KMFDM
notes ;; i do enjoy and im interested in true crime and learning abt shit like that but I do NOT want to associate myself with the fandom but if u are from that fandom and want to be moots go ahead!! I just personally don't associate myself with them (even if I was in the fandom my head would be on a spike๐)
im a weirdo and yes ik u don't have to remind me๐๐โ
anyways if u wanna be moots go ahead and follow me pls I need more mutuals on here
Summary: You are living with Hershel on the farm. He adopted you when you were stranded during this apocalypse. When Newcomers come to the farm seeking help and refuge. You fall in love with a handsome, married Officer.
Word Count: 870
Warnings: Mentions of Blood, Carl being shot, Fluff, a little sadness, Reader and Ricks relationship starting, Lori being a tad bit jealous.
Pairing: Rick Grime X Fem!Greene!Reader
You and Maggie were in the kitchen helping Patricia with the dishes and cleaning up for supper. You were washing the dishes and Maggie was setting the table when suddenly, Maggie looked out the window to see a man running from the woods holding a boy.
"Uhh Daddy! There's a man outside runnin with a boy in his hands!" Maggie yells worriedly
"Omg! Patricia, get Beth and come meet us outside!" You say running outside with Hershel and Maggie. Soon, Beth and Patricia join us.
"What's happened?" Asked Hershel. "Please, m-my boy, he's been shot! Can ya help?" The Officer asks with sweat and tears running down his face. "Patricia, Help me get the tools and medicine! Sir, bring him inside! And Maggie, get some wet towels cuz he's burnin' up." You say, your accent thick when you speak.
The Officer nods and rushes inside with Hershel leading him into a room. You and Patricia rush into the room with antibiotics and certain tools needed for this operation. Maggie starts wiping the boys face with wet towels as Hershel starts to remove his bloody clothes.
"Uhm Sir, what's your name?" You ask gently leading him away from his son to give Hershel space to work. "Uh It's Rick. Rick Grimes." He says running his hands through his hair. "Ok Rick, look at me." He looks at you with a worried look in his eyes. "Ok good, Your son is in good hands. He's gonna be ok. If he's anything like his father, he is brave and strong."You say rubbing his shoulders to comfort him.
"Ok. Just please take care of him. He's all I have." He says crying. You notice a ring on his finger. "Rick, where is your wife? Is she Ok?" You ask curiously. "Oh god! My wife! She's Ok, but she's back at the trailer and the rest of the group is waiting for us." He says panicking.
"Hershel! How's it lookin over there?" You say trying to calm the man in front of you down. "Not so good, He's lost a lot of blood. We're gonna need to remove this bullet fast and hope that he doesn't die."
God was this going to be a long night...
Soon, Rick's whole group arrived and so did the boy, who's name is Carl, has survived the surgery, and the night. Rick and his wife, Lori stayed with Carl, while Rick continued to donate blood to Carl. 'What a good father you thought and handsome too. -Wait... What are you thinking? He is married.'
You shove your thoughts down and walk into the room where Shane, Lori, Dale, and Andrea are.
"Lori? Carl is stable. His breathing is fine and with the blood Rick is giving, he should recover soon. For now he needs to rest." You say smiling at the people in the room. "Oh thank you! I don't know what we would have done without you! Thank you...?" She trails off awaiting your name. "Y/n Ma'am. My names Y/n!" She smiles and hugs you. "Thank you Y/n" She says smiling. "Your welcome Lori!" you say holding her hands before walking off to find Maggie and Beth.
"Maggie! Beth! Where are y'all goofballs?" While trying to find Maggie and Beth you ram into someones strong muscular chest and find yourself stumbling backwards and tripping. When you think your body's gonna hit the ground you feel arms weakly hold you from falling. You look up to see a pale Rick holding on to you.
You stare into his beautiful blue Irises, and to anyone else this would look like a scene straight out of a romance movie. As you both stare at each other, a woman's voice interrupts the beautiful moment.
"Uhm What's going on here? Are we interruptin' something?" Maggie asks with a smirk on her face. "Uh no, sorry she almost fell so I caught 'er." Rick says smiling and slowly bring you up to your feet. Lori is standing right next to Maggie and she seems pissed and a little jealous. Rick looks at his wife and clears his throat while you put your head down and walk next to Maggie.
"Uhm Rick t-thank you for catching me. I owe you one!" You say putting on an awkward smile. "Uh yea, no problem." Rick says weakly holding onto a wall. "Uh Rick you don't look too good? You need to rest." Maggie says. "Yea, thanks Maggie! I'll put him to rest." Lori says clenching her jaw.
You and Maggie both awkwardly walk away and head up to her room. "You totally like him! Those puppy dog eyes give it away sister!" She says excitedly. "No Maggie! I can't, He is married." You say shaking your head.
"Sister, Have you seen the tension between Shane and Lori? They clearly have or Had something going on behind Rick's back and haven't told him! Just talk to Rick, get to know him." She says smiling. I roll my eyes and get up and say goodnight to everyone, even Carl who is now awake and responsive.
Maybe you will take up on Maggie's offer and go for it.
After all you always get what you want...
A/N: I know this is a little short but I like it! This is Chapter 1 to my new series called "Love and Zombies!" So I hope y'all enjoy and I will probably post Chapter 2 soon.
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, carl grimes x f!reader
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, fluff, angsty backstory, made her the governors daughter, slight mention of death, cute makeout, getting caught, but not much more.
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, i see carl in your tags ๐ can i pls pls have something with him dating glenn and maggieโs adoptive daughter who are super protective of her so her and carl kinda have to sneak around and keep the relationship on the dl ?? much love <33
๐/๐, thank you for the request sm! i hope i did this justice and you like it as much as i do. i made it longer than i expected and itโs a little messy but oh well :)
You were the Governorโs daughter, a fact that you didnโt like to promote around. Before all this, you lived a happy life before the Apocalypse but early on, your mother died, and then your sister, Penny along with her.
You saw your father change but you were too afraid to say anything.
You tried to ignore it. Even when Andrea came, you wanted to warn her but again, you ignored your father and his antics of leadership in the town.
But, when he took hostages from the prison and wanted you to talk to them, and get information, you couldnโt ignore it anymore.
You were only a little girl at the time which caused Glenn confused when you walked in. He expected the Governor or one of his men, not you.
You stayed with him for a few hours, attempting to clean him up until thankfully, his people came for him and his girlfriend to get them out.
Rick wanted to make sure you kept quiet but Glenn instantly said no, sticking up for you saying that you weren't hurt a fly. He clasped your hand and told you that you'd be safe now. He brought you to the prison, making himself promise that heโd keep you safe. Maggie too.
The Governor tried to get you back at the fall of the prison but Glenn and Maggie didnโt let that happen. You were their daughter now and that went without questions.
After Terminus, you couldnโt help but get closer to the boy who was around your age, Carl. You both were never really close, being the governors daughter and all but as you guys walked through those long roads that never seemed to end, you started to realize that maybe he wasnโt all so bad.
No matter how exhausted you were, Carl made you laugh from the stories heโd tell you which made Glenn to look behind him, time from time, wondering what was so funny.
When at the church and Gareth made a comeback, you sat in the room with him, Gabriel, and Judith. You were shaking and so scared while you could hear Garethโs taunting voice just outside the room with his other men. Carl noticed, setting down Judith before coming to your side, touching your hand as he whispered to you. โBreathe. Itโs gonna be okay, I promise.โ
Despite the situation, you couldnโt help the butterflies that erupted in your stomach.
As you reached Alexandria, it was a totally different story. You guys hung out all the time, mostly at his house because you knew how protective Glenn and Maggie are. Especially with this stuff.
One night, you guys were in his room, sitting side by side reading comics. You needed a break and decided to sit there, watching Carl read. He mustโve felt your eyes when he looked over to you and thatโs when you both realized how close you two were.
As you looked into each others eyes, you couldnโt help but glance at his lips. You caught him doing the same. He was the first to lean in and after all the mutual pining for weeks, you guys finally kissed.
Afterward, you totally agreed that you shouldnโt tell your parents. Or his.
So, itโs been a few weeks now and you guys are still keeping your relationship a secret around Alexandria.
You were currently walking towards Oliviaโs house, having to ask her a question about the food stock but as you walked, you felt a hand slip into your hand and yank you over to a private area, pressing you against the wall. Feeling slight dizziness, you looked up and saw Carl standing in front of you with a smile on his lips.
You smiled and hit his shoulder playfully, โHey! I thought you were a kidnapper!โ He laughed and didnโt say anything as he leaned in and placed his lips on yours. You smiled into it before kissing him back but once you realized you were kissing right now, you pushed him back a little, breaking the kiss. โWhat are you doing? You know the rules.โ
โRules?โ
โYes! No kissing in public, anyone could see and tell my parents. Or worse, they could see.โ You told him, your voice a bit strict. โThatโs why I pulled you here,โ Carl said, motioning around us. You looked around and you were on the side of one of the houses. There was no one around in sight either way. You sighed and looked back up at Carl who had a building smirk on his lips.
โWhatever. Just kiss me.โ
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You were in the middle of having dinner with your parents at the dinner table. You havenโt eaten much and were pretty much playing with your food while Maggie talked about Deanna and her job here.
To be honest, you werenโt in the best mood because you hadnโt seen Carl all day. He left over the Alexandria walls and went on a run leaving you alone having no choice but to do your chores.
Maggie stops her talking, looking at her husband silently gesturing to you. Glenn looked over and saw that you had your head down and played with the peas on your plate. โHey.โ
You looked up at your dad, โHuh?โ
โYou okay?โ He asked. You sighed under your breath. It wasnโt like you could tell them that you missed your boyfriend because he was gone all day. So, you nodded and gave them a small smile, โYeah. Just not a big fan of peas.โ
Maggie snickered and after that, they started to talk more about Alexandria.
You tried to listen but all of a sudden, you heard stomps from upstairs before a loud yelp. You furrowed your eyebrows at the sound. Canโt be a Walker because they donโt yell when they fall.
Glenn looked at Maggie before at you. He was about to get up and take the knife out of his waistband but you stopped him. โNo. Iโll go. Itโs my room.โ
You got up from the dinner table quickly before they could ask questions and rushed over to the stairs. โY/n?โ Maggie called out but got no answer as you started to go upstairs.
You gripped onto your knife that was left in your own waistband as you opened the doorknob but instead of what you thought, it was Carl. You sighed in relief and let out a breathless laugh. โOmg, you scared me.โ You walked over to Carl who now moved to sit on the bed, โWhat are you doing here? I thought you were still on your run.โ
โCame back early. I had to see you.โ He said, making your cheeks blush red.
You moved to sit on his lap, cupping the side of his face, and kissed him. โI missed you.โ
โI missed you too,โ He whispered before kissing you again, his hand caressed your cheek before moving to lay on your waist.
The kisses got a bit heated and Carl moved you off his lap and laid you against the bed pillows before kissing you once again. You usually wouldnโt let this happen while your parents are downstairs right now but you had missed him so much today that you didnโt stop him.
Being lost in the moment, you didnโt hear the footsteps until a voice spoke up, โY/N!โ You broke the kiss and looked out from under Carl to see both of your parents standing by your bedroom doorโฆ that you forgot to close. The shock mixed with irritation on their faces.
whatcha think it'd be like to sleep w till? and not in the weird way lol
sleeping w till hcs plsplspls!! no rush ๐
Sleeping with Till โ Headcanons
1. Quiet, Calm Presence
Till is one of those people whose mere presence feels like a warm blanket. When you lie down together, he doesnโt talk muchโjust settles in quietly beside you, careful not to disturb your peace. You can feel his steady breathing next to you, like a soft rhythm that slowly eases any tension out of your body. Heโs not the type to fill the silence with chatter; instead, his calmness is the comfort.
2. Gentle and Attentive Touches
Tillโs touches are feather-light and thoughtful. Maybe he absentmindedly brushes a stray strand of hair from your face or traces lazy circles on your arm with his thumb. Heโs very intuitive, knowing when you need comforting without words. Sometimes, when you feel cold or restless, his hand will find yours in the dark, fingers interlacing carefully, a silent โIโm here.โ
3. Warmth-Seeker and Snuggler
Till loves the feeling of warmth, both physical and emotional. When itโs chilly, heโs the first to snuggle close, tucking you both under a blanket and pressing his body gently against yours. His warmth is quiet but strongโa little heat that seeps into your skin and makes everything feel safe. He might rest his head lightly on your shoulder or chest, just enough to feel connected without crowding.
4. Early to Sleep, Deep Sleeper
Though Till is sensitive and sometimes restless during the day, at night he usually falls asleep early, sometimes before you do. But even when heโs out cold, he remains aware enough to react if you move too much or feel uneasy. His protective instincts kick in silentlyโheโll wrap an arm around your waist or pull the blanket over you both, always making sure youโre comfortable.
5. Nighttime Sketches and Creativity
Till is an artist through and through, so he keeps his sketchbook by the bed. Sometimes, when he wakes in the middle of the night, inspiration hits him quietly. Heโll reach for his pencil and scribble softly, careful not to wake you. You love watching him concentrate in the dark, pencil fluttering across the page like a lullaby. Sometimes, he sketches little portraits of you sleeping, capturing your peaceful expression in soft graphite lines.
6. Soft Breaths and Tiny Noises
His breathing is calm and rhythmic, almost like a gentle song to fall asleep to. Occasionally, Till makes little noisesโtiny snores, a soft sigh, or a murmured word in his sleepโwhich you find endearing. They remind you how deeply relaxed and safe he feels when heโs with you.
7. Protective and Caring in the Dark
If you ever have trouble sleeping or wake up feeling anxious, Till is quietly there. He might reach out and gently stroke your hair or whisper soothing words. If you get up to use the bathroom or drink water, heโll softly call your name or hold your hand to bring you back to bed. His timid nature melts away when it comes to taking care of you.
8. Mornings with Messy Hair and Soft Eyes
When morning light filters through the curtains, Till wakes up slowly. His hair is tousled in a wild halo around his face, and his eyes are half-lidded but warm. He doesnโt say much at first, just watches you for a moment with a shy smile before mumbling a quiet โGood morning.โ If youโre still sleepy, he might pull you close again, breathing softly into your hair.
9. Whispered Affection Before Sleep
Right before drifting off, Till sometimes whispers little things to youโhow much he loves having you near, how your presence calms his racing mind, or how you inspire him to be braver. His voice is barely audible but full of warmth. These small confessions are his way of showing trust and affection.
10. The Perfect Pillow and Cozy Cuddler
Till is surprisingly a perfect pillow. His body is soft and warm, and heโs an incredibly still sleeper, which means your head can rest on him without getting jostled awake. Heโs content to just lie there with you, holding you gently, as sleep washes over you both.
11. The Little Rituals
Before you both fall asleep, there might be a small ritualโlike you hand him his favorite herbal tea, and he brushes a little bit of your hair behind your ear. Sometimes he hums quietly or recites soft poetry heโs memorized, and you let yourself get lulled by his voice. These moments, small and intimate, build a bridge between your worlds.
12. Comforting When Youโre Tossing and Turning
If youโre restless or having a hard time settling down, Till becomes extra gentle and patient. He doesnโt push you to fall asleep or get frustratedโhe just stays close, offering quiet words and a hand to hold. Sometimes he strokes your back or forehead until you relax, his own heart slowing down as he matches your breathing.
Sleeping with Till is like being wrapped in a gentle, quiet lullaby: full of warmth, soft touches, and unspoken care. Itโs never rushed or loud, just a safe space where you both can feel understood, protected, and quietly loved.
Carl didn't like mornings. That's because he'd stay up late at night reading his comics until he'd fall asleep with the colorful cover in his hands. As a result, you have to deal with a half-asleep mini Grimes wandering the house like he's dead on his feet. On better days, he's allowed to sleep in thanks to Michonne. But, that's rare. But you know what made it worse for him? You not waking up with him.
Carl's palm roamed the sheets beside him, expecting your familiar warmth. But what he got instead was the soft sheets and the dip where you were supposed to be. He perks his head up with a furrow of his brows. "baby?" he doesn't get a response. He slid his legs off with a groan, lazily pulling up the waistband of his pants. "babe?" he repeats.
"yeah?" your voice called out from the kitchen. Carl caught himself smiling at the confirmation. He didn't waste time to shuffle over to where you were, already behind you in the kitchen.
"why'd you leave?" he snakes his arms around your waist, his curls tickling the back of your neck
"but I didn't? I'm still here aren't I?" you stirred the hot water in your mug, mixing the contents of sugar and dark coffee
"not in bed." he mumbled against your jawline. Planting a kiss below your ear, he spoke again "why do you have to wake up so early?"
"'Cause I'm a morning person"
"you say that everytime you get up earlier than me." his good eye opens to gaze upon what you were doing, smelling the sweet aroma. But, to your surprise, he scrunches his face. "ugh, it has sugar in it."
"what?" you arched your brow. "you hate sugar in coffee?" you stopped stirring to look at him resting his head on your shoulder
"the point of coffee is to wake you up. S'posed to be bitter." his fingers slide up your waist and to your arm, lightly pinching the flesh there in a gentle chide.
"Then that's good. I get this all to myself." tapping the spoon on the rim, you raised the mug to your lips, savoring the warm and deeply rich taste. "you hungry?" You felt Carl's chin brush back and forth against your shoulder. "thirsty then?" you felt his cheek brush upon you again.
Carl shifted behind you, whining lowly. "wanna have some."
you arched your brow "I thought you didn't like it with sugar?"
"you didn't make me a cup" God, has he always been this childish? But, it's not ike you can resist him. It's early and he's being too adorable for his own good. You raised the mug to him to which he takes with a small "thanks," sipping the contents for second before groaning and scrunching his face. Putting the mug back down, he complains "still don't like it with sugar." he buries his face back into your neck "liked sharing it with you though..." he mumbles quietly.
He stayed in that position for a while, his head buried into your neck as he savored the feeling of your warmth, the soft fabric of your---his---flannel against his bare skin. You were almost convinced he fell asleep standing if it weren't for his arms shifting around your waist occasionally.
With your coffee done, your fingers tried to peel his arms off you so you'd go over to the sink. With a small noise of complaint, he resisted, locking his arms tighter around you. Suppressing a sigh, you muttered "What?"
"What do you mean what?" you could almost hear his brow arch
"I have to wash this." you hold the empty mug up
"And?"
"I need to go over to the sink"
Carl presses his lips against the skin of the slant down your neck "no." he pouts "I just want to hold you for a little while."
a/n: this is so OGDEQIGFKJSFGE idk what to say. First fic in years so I'm pretty meh about it but YEAH. I'm kinda back, still busy with school and extracurriculars but I'm still figuring out this balance thing. Thanks for the patience by the way! And happy end of September!
