characters: Marlon, Mitch, Clementine, Violet, Louis, and Aasim
(a/n: first time doing headcanons, kinda nervous... this is also my first time writing for Aasim, Vi, and Clem, so i hope i didn't mischaracterise them 😭)
requested ✅
Marlon:
sure, he puts on this kind of ‘confident’ facade around people, but when it comes to you?? this man can be so awkward
like, at the beginning of your relationship, he invited you to join him in the headmaster’s bedroom
all was good and well until you laid down beside each other, and he realised he had virtually no idea what to do
like does he make the first move and risk making you uncomfortable? or does he wait for you to lean in, but risk him seeming uninterested?
after some contemplation, however, he ended up wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you into him
loves holding you close and being the big spoon, because it's his way of feeling like he's protecting you — he has to, for his own sanity.
if you asked to be big spoon, he'd definitely be reluctant at first, but after some rather persuasive words from you, he'd agree (also because he can't resist those eyes that you know he's a sucker for)
little did he know that'd be the best sleep he'd had in a while
still prefers the feeling of you in his arms, though
sometimes Rosie joins you, getting right in between you two
you find it incredibly endearing. it’s like a child climbing into bed with their parents
Marlon also loves it, even if he grumbles a little about how Rosie's “keeping you away from him”
definitely a bit of a snorer but not as bad as other people (cough cough, MITCH, cough)
he's always thought of himself as a bit of a heavy sleeper, but when he's with you, even the slightest movement will wake him up
like you really just moved an inch to the left?? where do you think you're going??
the kind of person to say “just five more minutes” when you try to get up in the morning, even when he knows his leader duties are calling him
those 5 minutes somehow turn into 1 hour, and now he's late to the supply run he himself had organised
when you cuddle, he likes you being on the side of the wall, while he prefers being on the side near the door, because just in case something were to happen, he wants to make sure you're safe
Mitch:
will lie on top of you and, no, he will not move
lowkey suffocates you from how heavy he is, but you prefer to just think of it as having your own, personal, weighted blanket ❤️ (if you had about 6 of them all stacked on top of each other)
however, if he's not doing that, he likes to sleep with your head resting on his arm so he can hold you close
on the topic of sleep, this man will SNORE, but in the morning, he will deny any claims of doing such a thing
like he knows he does it, he just won't admit it
he likes always having some sort of contact with you, like a hand on your stomach
which is perfect for winter because his body naturally runs warm, so he's like a little heater
not so great for summer, though, because every time you move away, claiming you're “too hot,” he'll just drag you back towards him
he NEEDS to be close to you
it makes you feel like you're simultaneously both in heaven and in hell
if you run a hand through his hair, or do light scratches up and down his back, he will fall asleep instantly
also, a deep sleeper, so best believe that once he's asleep, he's asleep. there's no waking him up.
which also means good luck trying to escape his clutch in the morning
you need to piss?? too bad. Mitch needs his beauty sleep.
(he will also sleep with a knife under the pillow, because y’know, can never be too safe in the apocalypse!)
Clem:
doesn’t let her guard down easily—surviving in the apocalypse for so long has taught her better—so cuddling is really intimate to her
honestly, you felt like the luckiest person alive the first time you cuddled
instinctively positions herself between you and the door, keeping an arm around you like she’s shielding you
she doesn’t even realise she’s doing it most of the time. It’s like her body is naturally inclined to protect one of the only good things in her life
loves small, grounding touches
stroke her hair, or trace patterns on her arm, and she’s completely yours, and yours only.
more reserved around the others since she doesn’t want to seem ‘weak’, but once you’re all alone?? she totally melts into you. that’s when she feels safe enough to just be “Clem”
if you fall asleep first, she’ll smile to herself and brush stray hairs from your face before kissing your temple. might also whisper some sweet words into your ear about how much she loves you, and how she only falls in love with you more as time goes on
i feel like she naturally runs kinda cold, so when she lays her cold hand on your body and you gasp in surprise, she’ll definitely tease you about it a little
secretly loves how warm you are, though, so she’ll press her forehead against your shoulder, or tuck her face in the crook of your neck, especially on cold nights.
Vi:
not big on PDA, and that definitely transfers to your private time as well
she will be a little (a lot) shy about cuddling because to her, it seems incredibly vulnerable
but once she's warmed up to it, she absolutely LOVES having your head resting in the crook of her neck or vice versa
the feeling of your breath against her neck just grounds her in a way
like her partner, the person she loves most, the most beautiful person she's ever met, is actually real?? and breathing right next to her??
when you cuddle, she loves hearing you just talk about your day
she's an amazing listener, but sometimes she gets so lost in the sound of your sweet voice that she will forget everything, including her own name
like you'll be talking and once you're done, you realise she's just staring at you, the dreamiest look in her eyes
when you ask if she's heard anything you've said for the past 5 minutes, she'll just stammer out a response similar to: “Uh—I—Yeah…”
she knows she's caught
she can't help it though
if you’re the first one to fall asleep, she’ll just stare at you for a while, brushing her thumb across your cheek before whispering something she’d never have the guts to say if you were awake
Louis:
LOVESSS cuddling
one time, you offered to be big spoon, and you've never gone back since
he prefers being the little spoon for sure. to him, it just feels like such a vulnerable thing, so who better to do it with than his own partner???
still will be big spoon from time to time, though. especially when you've had a rough day and just need the comfort
radiates warmth, not just emotionally, but also physically
curling up with him feels like sleeping beside a human furnace, but you wouldn't change it for anything
tends to open up more during cuddles
whether it's just silly little thoughts, or late-night confessions, you’ll hear things that he’d never share in front of anyone else
sometimes sings you to sleep (guys remember ‘Oh My Darling, Clementine’?? that man’s voice was literally MWAH CHEF’S KISS)
and when you do fall asleep, he’ll get a soft, proud smile on his face before drifting off, knowing this is as peaceful as it gets
cuddling is his safe space, an escape from the cruel world outside, which is why when he gets the chance to cuddle with you, he won’t just be seizing the opportunity, he’ll be literally SNATCHING it
if he’s the first to fall asleep, right before drifting off, he’ll mumble some little compliment like: “You’re so… cosy… like a marshmallow…”
sure, they don’t always make sense, but hey, it’s the thought that counts!
Aasim:
i don't think he's really one to initiate touch, or at least nothing big like cuddling anyway, so you'd have to be the one to make the first move
his favourite position is probably you having your head on his chest, so he can just hold your hand
also loves holding you because it makes him feel like he’s actually needed
if you’re cold and tuck your icy hands/feet against him, he will sigh dramatically and grumble about it, but he secretly likes that you depend on him for warmth
incredibly quiet sleeper
sometimes you'll be answering a question he asked you, and mid-response, you notice his breathing has slowed—no snoring, just pure silence
yup, he's gone
beware, however. you will be woken up on approximately six different occasions throughout the night because Aasim has once again kicked you
lowkey crazy how much he moves throughout the night
because why does he fall asleep by your side and then wake up with half of his body hanging off the bed??
when he’s on the edge of sleep, he’ll unconsciously tighten his hold on you and mumble soft things, even just your name. it’s the purest sign of how deeply he cares.
Please can I request headcanons on how twdg men would react to an injured Reader 👉👈
VARIOUS TWDG MEN X INJURED! READER HCS PT. 1
WARNINGS: spoiler free, gender neutral reader, could be read as either romantic or platonic hcs, angst to comfort i guess ?
A/N: woah hey guys... it's been a week.. oops. but hey i'm posting the requests... slowly... but it's only slow bc i'm constantly going back and changing things so i'm never really satisfied with my work smh. also if this does well i'll do the s3 and s4 men. btw i'm so sorry lee's was short idk what else to write for him.
let's say you went on a run for supplies, but it went wrong. you were attacked by walkers, and you just barely survived without getting bit.
LEE would stay calm. or at least, he'd appear calm. it was mostly for your sake, because he didn’t want you to panic. he'd seen plenty of injuries at that point, so he was quite desensitized to blood and all kinds of wounds. he was still worried about you, but he was just relieved that you were alive. after the incident, he allows you to continue going on runs and doesn’t fuss over you. he believes that you're strong enough to handle yourself. he isn't going to baby you after one little incident, but he's definitely going to start asking you if you need his help. if you say no, he'd respect that.
KENNY on the other hand, was panicked. he saw you unconscious with blood everywhere. he was the first one running over to you to find out what happened. he immediately checked for a bite, even after you reassured him that you didn’t have one. once he saw that you weren’t bitten, he was still panicked anyway. he was angry. he was desperate to find someone to blame rather than admit how terrified he was to lose you. you could've died out there. you should've been more careful. he should've been there. why wasn't he there? he should've protected you. the person with you should've prevented this. the person with you should've helped you. his anger wasn’t diminished until he saw you healed and walking around again. he masks his sadness with anger and often doesn't know how to control his emotions, but at the end of the day, he always remembers that the important thing is that you are safe. and you were never allowed to go on a run without him again.
BEN had no clue what to do. he was convinced that you were going to die. usually, he'd think a little more rationally when someone in the group is injured. he may be young, but over the course of the apocalypse, he's garnered a small bit of medical knowledge. he's aware that a simple accident isn't enough to kill someone. but when it comes to you, all logic is thrown out the window due to how much he cares about you. when he saw you bloody and weakened, he was terrified. he begged whoever was taking care of you to do their best. he stayed by your side as much as he could. he barely ate or slept until you were healed. once you were finally healed, he swore to make sure you never left his sight again. he's aware that you're stronger than him and you're capable of taking care of yourself, but he'd be damned if he lets you get injured again. he knows he isn't the strongest guy around, so there's not much he can do anyway, but after your accident, he started to get paranoid when he didn’t see or hear you after a short amount of time.
LUKE was incredibly worried when he found out you were hurt, and he rushed to carlos to make sure you were okay. he trusts carlos and he knew that you were in good hands, but he still needed to see you in order to know you were okay. once he saw that you were alive and not bitten, his worries quickly washed away. he confident that you can handle yourself, so it was just a little accident. but to be sure, he stayed by your side to tend to all of your needs and acted as your personal butler as you were healing. but there was still that nasty thought that crept into the back of his mind: the thought that you could've died. but he shook it off, not wanting to think about it. as long as you aren't alone on your runs, he isn't worried at all. he knows you can handle yourself. but if you can't, he would gladly be your knight in shining armor and take care of you.
NICK immediately spiraled when he saw you bloody and unconscious. he's lost enough of his loved ones; he can't lose you too. he paced outside the door where carlos was taking care of you, fiddling with his thumbs and being uncharacteristically quiet. the minute that carlos opened the door, nick rushed over to you and kneeled by your bed. he stared at you in silence, contemplating what he would do if you died. the others had to pull him away from you to let you rest. he was quiet for days after that. he let you rest, but he didn't leave the house at all just to make sure he was there to take care of you. he's convinced from then on that you need someone with you on runs. it's not that he thinks you're weak and you need to be protected, he just doesn't want to go through that period of depression and worry ever again. he was shattered at the thought of losing you. he's already damaged by plenty of his loved ones being killed, but your death would've been his breaking point.
Warnings: none (slight suggestive), no beta we die like men
Word counts: 686
Javier lets out a soft huff as he stumbles back against the end of the queen sized bed, falling onto his back and on the soft mattress that feels like a luxury nowadays, he looks up through his lashes, eyes hooded as he watch you crawls onto bed with him, feeling the way your knees dented into the mattress under the both of you.
Javi lets out a groan the moment he feels your hand on his chest, fingers spread open against him as he feels you push him down onto the bed.
"are you sure this is a good idea?" Javi whispers out to you, his voice rough as he takes in a deep breath his, closing his eyes as he feels the way your hand pushes up before rubbing back down under his pecs.
"Anyone can walk in" He adds after a beat of silence, groaning softly under your touch, tilting his head back against the bed.
"Why?" You question him in return, raising a brow as he opens his eyes back to look straight into yours, despite the darkness of the room, the moon outside helps illuminate some parts of it near the bed, allowing them to see each other clearly where others couldn't.
"I'll stop and make my way out then" He hears you say, pushing your weight against his chest, making him let out a grunt at the pressure as he sees you pulls away.
Though before you do, his fingers quickly wrap themselves around your wrist that rested against his chest, effectively stopping you from moving away from him "you're not going anywhere, (sweetheart)"
Javi pulls you back down, making you stumble forward and against him, completely laying on top of him, chest against one another, heart beating almost as if they copy each other's rhythm though he could feel yours was slightly faster.
"You cannot just rile me up and leave me until the storm passed" He scolds you softly, his eyes carefully darts down slowly from your eyes to your lips, his breath starting to labored as his chest heaves heavily against yours.
"What kind of partner will you be?" He continues to tease you, his hand releasing your wrist before snaking his hands down you side, stopping just right above your hips, holding you closely against him.
"Partners? Are we?" You questions, feeling your hand running up from his abs back to his chest “I don’t remember being official?”
Before you can push yourself up, Javi quickly stops you by pulling you down by your hips, connecting your lips together in a haste, his grip on your sides tighten slightly before breaking away.
“You know damn well we’re past that” He groans out, pushing his right hand up against your side and turns you around to flip the both of your position, letting you lay your back against the bed with him now hovering over you.
Javi leans down, gently nuzzling his nose against the crook of your neck before moving up to the column of your throat, planting soft kisses on your skin, slowly moving up to your jaw, capturing the skin with his teeth as he bites them gently and makes his way to your ear.
“Hmm” He hears you hum out, your hand cupping his cheek before rubbing his short beard as you move your head back to give him more access to your skin.
Javi lets out a sigh against your skin, kissing, decorating them with his marks before pulling away.
"I thought you said this is a bad idea?" You retorts back, the corner of your lips tug up slightly into a smirk, your hand gently scratches his scuffed beard, making him lets out a scoff, swooping down to capture your lips with his, letting out a groan at the feeling before swiping his tongue across the bottom of your lip.
"Does it matter anymore?" He asks you in return, lips never leaving yours before slipping his tongue in between your lips, moaning at the taste of you as your tongues dances with one another.
tags -> not proofread, fluff, angst if you really squint. i listened to junie by searows and lowkey also got inspired by the first few lines 😋
“you’re supposed to be resting.”
you stiffen at the sudden noise and look over your shoulder. violet was standing at the entrance of your dorm, arms crossed, frown on her face. “laying in bed. not.. whatever you’re doing.” she adds.
“i wanna help out.” you say, looking back down at the dresser you were standing beside. you promised brody you’d go fishing with her, despite the fact the gash on your side was still healing.
violets frown deepens and she lets out a huff, “they can manage on their own.” she says.
you’d been at the school for five weeks, you stumbled across the boarding school after bumping into a few walkers. you had been limping the whole day, feeling faint and exhausted. one of the younger kids had spotted you and let you in. the girl, ruby, took care of you and stitched up your wounds but considering the severity of them, they were still sore.
you crack a small smile and grab the bag off of the dresser, slinging it over your shoulder. “aw, does violet care? hey, i’m fine! it doesn’t even hurt that much!” you reassure, placing both hands on your hips. your fingers brush against the edge of the gash and you wince.
she rolls her eyes, a light pink dusted her cheeks. “i’m not kidding. if you don’t rest that thing will reopen.” she crosses the room, the door closing behind her with a soft click. “i get you’re trying to help, but you won’t heal properly if you keep messing around.”
the smile fades off your face a little, “i’m an extra mouth to feed, right? i want to help. not.. not become a burden.” you say. her frown softens and she lets out a sigh, arms dropping to her side. “no one thinks you’re a-“
“plus if i’m not up and about, who’d be the one annoying you?” you ask, almost too cheerfully.
“louis.” she replies. then, she grabs your arm softly, as if you were something fragile and ready to break. your gaze drops from her face to her hand for a split second before looking back up at her eyes.
“vi, c’mon- i’m not made of glass! i don’t mind you babying me though..“ you tease lightly but she shakes her head and guides you to sit down onto the edge of your bed. you reluctantly comply and sit down, looking up at her.
“you’re staying in here. whether you like it or not.” she announces, sitting down beside you. “i’ll talk to brody, tell her you’re not feeling well. you’re staying here.” she says, there was no arguing around it.
you bite the inside of your lip. her hand reaches out and slips the bags strap off of your shoulder, placing the bag at the foot of your bed. then she takes the dagger out of your hand and places it on the wooden surface of the dresser.
usually, you’d joke. say something stupid, try make her laugh. but for some reason, you couldn’t say anything. it’s as if you just short circuited. “you care a lot for someone who had a bad feeling about me.”
her face softens a little more and her hands fidget in her lap. “yeah well that was at the start. you’ve earned yourself a place here. you’re trustworthy, and.. a-and understanding, and caring and.. fuck i don’t know. it’s just been a long time since i’ve met someone like you.”
you watch her in silence, swallowing back the small lump in your throat. “i don’t want you pushing yourself too hard,” she continues, “so how about you just lay back and stay put for the rest of the day.”
a comfortable silence falls over the both of you. then, “i didn’t know you could get this sappy.” you mutter, smile widening. she lets out a small snort and lets herself smile. “so.? will you finally listen to me?” she asks.
“..i guess.. but only if you stay here and keep me company.” you reply, finally laying down, resting your head on your pillow. she lays down beside you and turns her head to look at you. “y’know, you’re incredibly annoying.” she whispers. you turn your head towards her and flash her a grin. “you don’t mean that. you love me, really.”
“hush.” she mutters with a quiet laugh.
a/n -> this is lowkey buns im so so sorry 😔 first time writing for vi though so uhm.. it’ll get better !
live laugh love your writing it’s is good omg 🛐🛐 could you do luke x reader twdg?
Better Half of Me
Luke x implied southern! Reader || Clearing some requests so take this short and sweet fic. He was fun to write I miss the twdg dearly. Also tysm anon!!
Summary: You stood up for Luke against the squabbling cabin group
Fluff
Warnings: good amount of swearing, mention of world ending, zombie apocalypse environment, small argument, yelling, threatening, Bonnie is mentioned, might be ooc, & Nick is kinda of a jerk in this
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Luke always been the type of man to step up, to be the type of person others turn to when in need of guidance and hope. To never let the world shake his kindness or step over him. Even when that world is gone, he always remain selfless and level-headed. It was one of the many reasons you fell for him and to continue to hold his hand while the dead took over. The two of you were polar opposites, unlike him you never had a positive out look on life— even before society broke and people were never your thing but again, unlike you, Luke was patient and was more then willing to showing his view while acknowledging yours, so he began your better half.
Now the group was at a standstill, hidden in the trees unsure if they’re ever be found. You and Luke watched as the group went back and forth with each other conflicting different ideas for the betterment of the group. Luke, as always, step in as the voice of reason. Suggesting a better solution.
“Look I get it, we’re all tired but got to stick together that’s the way we escaped and it’ll be a way for us to be free if we—“
“If we what Luke? Pretend everything‘s is gonna be okay? We’re stuck here in the middle of nowhere with barely enough food and water! Besides we only got because Bonnie like you and she—“
“Excuse you!?”
You step in, for once, rising your voice at the young boy Nick. A friend long before Luke meet you but that’s was far what you’re hearing at the moment.
“He risked his life save yours, and all of y’alls in case you didn’t remember that part!” You pointed out, looking to everyone that just stayed silent, staring in shook. Including Nick.
“So your asses better quit complaining and get to moving because just sitting here, bitching, ain’t gonna solve any of our problems!” You barked. They quietly agreed, some nodding their head and others standing up from logs.
“And you.” You shot a sharp eye on Nick.
“If I ever catch you talking sideways to him like that again I don’t how close you are, I will beat your ass you understand?” You threatened, getting close and not blinking away from his sight.
“Hey you two.” Pete jumped in, hoping to quickly mediate.
“It’s fine Pete, she doesn’t scare me.” The kid muttered, rolling his eyes stepping back with his uncle while his hand rested on his shoulder dragging him back.
Leaves crumbled under your feet as you continue to move forward, standing next to Nick as he navigated behind the group, keeping a watchful eye forward. There was a lack of noise between you two, only cracking up branch and flow of wind brushing through leaves filled your ears. It wasn’t uncomfortable, it was.. suspicious. You open your mouth to say something:
“You okay?” Luke thought before you, his eyes frowning in concern. You smiled shyly at the expression.
“Yeah. I was gonna ask you the same.” You softly spoke, lifting his worries, his expression shifted.
“Yeah, you really gave Nick the run in there.” He chuckled, showing no sign of objection.
“I love you baby, but you can’t let people talk to you like that. Regardless of relations or not— that includes me by the way.” You reasoned, a hand to your chest. Luke laughed again, making you feel safer, warmer.
“Don’t worry I’m working on it. It shouldn’t with you by my side.” He winked sweetly, you nudge his shoulder playfully.
It was moments such as this that reminded you to keep living, to keep pushing, the moments that he felt like he was your high school crush, where it felt like you weren’t living in hell but a empty world with him tied at your hip.
