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Some of you don't even like being in this fandom and it shows
Years ago I read this TWD fanfic with a zombie reader and it was one of these typical "reader" stories that are actually just OC stories with like "imagine it's about you" comments. It was cringy. But holy shit I'm craving a story where the reader just somehow stayed conscious like in this movie- what's it called. WARM BODIES! Hell yeah, like that. I need it. For the angst. Please somebody write this haha😭
They snatched Helen and Rick. And it was by ricks sister. We ride at midnight siren fam.
i started watching twd yesterday and i’m having a blast so far, that’s why im doing no art, sorry
how do i get all the daryl posts out of the walking dead tag jfc
you guys don’t get how unwell i am about characters
Blaine thought his father was being overly protective in asking someone to come by the house several times a night to check and make sure the teen was safe as he would be home and all alone. Blaine’s parents assured Blaine that they trusted him and knew he wouldn’t have any wild parties, it was simply a concern for Blaine’s safety that they had made the request.
The eighteen year old accepted that but while Blaine was not the wild party type, a virgin with a wet needy cunt and a weakness and need for authority figures was another type of risk. Blaine had been wet, for a time, for Mr. Schuester until the teacher had shown himself to be weak, not remotely capable of being the MASTER of any house or protecting anyone, not even from bullying. It had been long while since then since Blaine had gotten weak and wet and felt like he was in heat. He was envious of Kurt who called a hunky psychiatrist ‘Daddy’ now. That all changed when the older man his parents had arranged to watch out for him knocked on the door right after school. What a hunk! No nonsense and hot and telling, not asking but dictating, when he would be checking in. The next knock was at 7 and the teen was ready. Blaine had food prepared, something for the man to drink, and then there was how the teen was dressed; in thigh high socks and nothing else’s aside from a plug with a white fur tail. “Do you want to come…..in? Check out the house and every thing? Do a complete inspection?” @davidkarofskyindie