𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 ~

Hi i don't know if you are still taking requests or not bit if not just ignore this :]

I was wondering if you could write about glenn having his first kid with reader and him being naturaly good with the kid and in calming them and taking care of them

𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝~

genre: fluff pairing: Glenn Rhee x f!reader summary: Glenn just being the loving and caring father was meant to be. warnings: none

a/n: no bc this request is so cute and sad at the same time! like we all know Glenn never got a chance to be a father to Hershal Jr. 😔💔

Inside your home in Alexandria, you yawn tiredly as you had not slept much last night. Your 5-year-old son, Adam had always been very whiny when it came to bedtime. Never wanting to go to bed and sleep.

But fortunately, you had your husband, Glenn. He helped you with that little stubborn boy, swinging him from side to side like when he was first a newborn. And quickly he had quieted down and fell asleep in the arms of your lover.

You were glad to have Glenn by your side and adored his fatherly side, always being affectionate and so caring towards little Adam.

Glenn always made sure to not only look after your son but after you as well. After all, you were the mother of his son.

And your son, oh how he was a daddy’s boy. He loved his dad so much, that it made you think at times that he preferred him over you.

— — —

Adam was playing outside on the lawn, Glenn watching over him with that smile of his. Glenn had promised to take care of him the whole day so you could catch up on sleep.

“Daddy! Look!” Adam runs with a little worm in his open palm, wanting to show his dad what he had found.

“What did you find, little man?" Glenn asks intrigue with a soft smile, watching as Adam runs towards the porch. Suddenly, Adam trips on a little opening in the paver walkway, falling down and scraping his tiny knee on the concrete.

Seeing Adam on the floor with teary eyes makes Glenn jump from his chair quickly before rushing down the porch stairs to him.

“Hey, hey,” Glenn mutters softly, kneeling down to him. Adam’s bottom lip was quivering, and his cheeks were stained with small tears. He was hugging his knee, a small, scraped injury on it. “D-daddy,” He cries with a small pout.

Glenn gets up, reaching down to pick up the crying child in his arms. “It’s okay, dads got you, buddy.” He hugs him tightly, placing his hand over his small head as he attempts to comfort him.

He walks up the porch of the family home, "It's just a little scrape." He whispers to Adam in a gentle tone, reassuring him that he is okay. Adam buries his weeping face into your husband shoulder, staining it with tears and a running nose.

The worm was long forgotten, laying somewhere on the concrete.

The front door opens, Glenn and your son walking inside to where they find you eating a snack on the island table. The teary face of your kid makes you worry. “What happened? Why is my baby crying?”

Your hands cup his chubby cheeks, wiping his tears with your thumb. Adam had his arms still wrapped around his dad’s neck, pouty lip quivering. “I got a boo-boo.” You press a small kiss on his forehead, “You’re okay now, don’t cry, baby.”

Adam gives you a short nod before Glenn props him on the island table. “Let’s get you a band-aid, okay, kiddo.” Glenn pats his head before walking to the bathroom and getting a white first aid kit he had found on a run.

Glenn opens the kit and finds the band-aids. “Hold still, buddy, Dad’s going to fix your boo-boo,” he says gently. And Adam does as his dad says, trying his best to stay still as Glenn carefully places the band-aid over his scraped knee.

You hold Adam's tiny hand, wiping more of his tears while praising him for being so strong.

“Am I strong, daddy?” He turns to ask his dad, looking for confirmation that mom was right. He smiles down at his look alike.

“Yes, you’re very strong.” Adam sniffs, smiling at Glenn before turning to look up at you. “Strong like daddy!” You give Adam one more kiss and smile at him as he wipes his eyes, his lashes sticking a little.

“Strong like daddy.” Glenn smiles, ruffling his hair as Adam whines, not liking it.

You can't help but notice how cute your husband Glenn is with Adam. He seems to know all the right things to say and do to make your son laugh and happy.

The outbreak might have robbed you of a lot of things, but it gave you more than you expected.

Family.

do you have a masterlist? :)

hii! so, I don't have a masterlist yet! but I do plan on making one soon, you can look forward to that. I do also want to apologize for the late reply anon <3

Request: ugh anyone x reader but the reader is really shy, and they yell at the reader and the reader cries 😣😣 but comfort and stuff

𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲~

genre: angst to fluff pairing: Carl Grimes x reader (gender not specified) summary: Reader goes outside the walls to get Carl a birthday gift but gets injured, making Carl concern. warnings: mentions of blood, yelling, & crying

a/n: sorry for the long wait @dreamtofus, I hope you guys enjoy this request!!

You have always been the shy type, even in an apocalypse infested with the walking dead.

You had grown pretty close with everyone in the group over the past years, but it didn’t make your shyness disappear.

As Carl's birthday approached, you decided to venture outside the walls of Alexandria to find a special gift for him, comic books. Even though you knew it wasn't a great idea, considering the potential threat of Walkers or worse, people, you managed to sneak past the gates without being caught.

The plan was simple. Find a bookstore, get a few comic books, arrive back safe, and wait to surprise Carl until his birthday. You had it all figured out and expected it to go out smoothly. But it didn’t.

Once you had arrived, you were soaking wet from the rain, shivering with chattering teeth, and a small fresh cut on your leg. How did you get it? Well, you fought a few Walkers before tripping over one of them, just to feel the metal of a car part scratch your leg. Your favorite jeans had ripped all thanks to the wet concrete and that damn Walker. But you still got Carl’s gift in your bag.

You had managed to sneak past Daryl near the gates into Carl’s house, which you shared with him. Trying to be as quiet as possible, you slowly sneak past the kitchen, but unfortunately for you, your shoes squeak. Carl turns and spots you, soaked and trembling.

“Babe?” The sound of his voice makes you flinch. “Uh, hey…” You try offering a short smile at him. His eyes trail down from your wet hair to your clothes and finally to the ripped leg of your jeans.

His brows furrowed as he notices the cut on your leg, little blood staining the ripped fabric. “What happened to you? And where were you?” He asks you with confusion and concern.

You stood still, your gaze dropping to the floor as you fist your wet hands to your sides. “I’m okay.” You mumble, staring at your wound, not really feeling much but a tiny sting.

“No, you’re not. You’re clearly bleeding from your leg, what happened!?” Carl’s voice slightly raises, walking towards you. “I… uhm I went outside.” You didn’t really lie, you were outside, outside the walls.

You didn’t have the heart to tell him that you had gone outside Alexandria, fought Walkers, and injured yourself all by getting him a birthday gift. No. You just couldn’t tell him.

Carl’s face scrunch in anger and shock, “You went outside!?” His eyes shift around with furrowed brows, clearly angry that you went outside by yourself. “Are you out of your mind? You went outside the walls and hurt yourself!”

The sudden raise of his voice makes you flinch slightly, your shoulders dropping and eyes glossing. “It's dangerous out there! What if a Walker bit you or what if someone killed you!?” He adds on, turning his head as he points to the door.

Keeping your face down, you sniff. You avoid looking him in the eye as you bite your lower lip to stop it from trembling. Sometimes you wish you weren’t this sensitive. You sniff again before feeling tears starting to form at the corner of your eyes.

“Why would you put yourself in danger? Do you not realize how lucky you are to be alive right now—”

“I just wanted to get you a birthday gift,” you let out a small sob, lifting your teary gaze to Carl’s eyes. “I didn't mean to worry you." You bring a cold hand to wipe your tears, feeling frustrated.

Seeing your tears start to fall, Carl's expression softens as his anger disappears. Feeling guilty for being the cause of your tears, he steps forward and wraps his arms around you. He pulls you into a tight hug, not caring if you’re soaked and dripping from the rain. He just wanted to make sure you wouldn’t cry more.

You nuzzle into his shoulder, feeling the warmth of his body slowly spread to your body. “I’m sorry, okay?” He softly whispered, his hands around your waist. “It’s too risky out there, you know that.”

Letting out soft cries, you tighten your arms over his back, pulling him closer. He speaks again, pulling away to see your face. “I don’t want to lose you.” His voice is gentle with care, compared to a few moments ago.

Carl’s warm hands cup your face, staring into your teary eyes and tear-stained cheeks. “I’m sorry, Carl.” You whisper back, sniffing as he smiles faintly. “I’m sorry for raising my voice.” His blue eyes search yours as you return his smile.

“You mean so much to me, I don’t ever want to imagine losing you.” He then presses his lips to yours, his thumbs caressing the side of your cheeks.

He rests your forehead against yours after pulling away, closing his eyes as he enjoys your presence. “We should get your wound fixed and then get your warm bath ready.” Carl presses a soft kiss on the bridge of your nose before you nod in agreement, now remembering how uncomfortable and sticky your clothes feels.

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twd fanfics / replies to anons / mainly fem!reader

characters I write for:

⋆ glenn rhee ⋆ carl grimes

characters I can write for:

⋆ rick grimes ⋆ daryl dixon ⋆ negan smith

I don't write NSFW content.

out of curiosity are you perhaps working on anything to do with ricky dicky doo dah grimes right now 👀 or our friendly neighborhood negan👀. just curious idk i love your blog <3

- anon named vi

heyy vi!! I actually am working on 2 requests for rick and 1 for negan, as for now. I'm almost done with one for rick, so that'll be coming out first. and thank you pooks! 💖

hello ml!! i was wondering if you could do a carl grimes x reader (she’s maggie and glenn’s adopted daughter) where they reunite at terminus after being separated at the prison (reader got out with maggie) tysm 💗

𝐈 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮~

genre: fluff pairing: Carl Grimes x f!reader summary: Carl and reader reunite after separating at the prison warning: none

a/n: hi anon! i hope this is to your liking 😊 also tysm for 100 followers!

You were no longer living at the prison with the rest of the group. After what the Governor had done to your home, you were alone and lost. It felt as if living in a nightmare, losing everyone you knew and loved. This wasn’t the first time you’ve lost those you cared for.

Thankfully, Maggie was there for you, like she had always been since the start, after losing your parents.

Out in the endless roads you both walked, day and night, with Sasha and Bob. You were missing Glenn and the others a lot, only hoping they were all okay and alive.

But you missed one person the most of them all.

Carl Grimes.

Both Carl and you had grown pretty close while at the prison. Always hanging out, telling each other secrets, stealing glances, and holding hands…

Maybe you two got a bit too close.

It wasn’t long before you found Glenn with Tara in that tunnel. Seeing Glenn after countless days of wandering around made you burst into tears. You had thought you would never see him alive again.

You were grateful to have them both by your side, to have them alive and safe.

However, you couldn’t help but think about Carl. Was he okay? You really hoped so.

— — —

You groan, sitting on the floor of the train car you and the rest of the group were locked in. Having arrived at Terminus, you thought it was a safe place to call home. Seeing the crops they had been growing and the kind people of Terminus made you feel ecstatic.

That was until they took all your belongings, threaten you, and then locked you all up in here. It was just perfect, wasn’t it?

It was eerily quiet outside before the sudden sound of shots firing all over the place erupts it. Clearly wanting to know what was going on, you get up and look at Maggie, sharing a look in the dark container.

“What is it?” You whisper to her, watching her try to peek out of the little opening of the car’s door.

“Can’t see.”

She says back, shaking her head while squinting through the crack.

But as quickly as the sounds came, it left. The silence consumed the outside for some time before the big door of the train car slides open. Instinctively you all take a step back, frighten but still ready to fight if needed.

That’s before a figure walks in, followed by another, and another. And then another. You can hear your heart racing inside your chest and your palms become sweaty.

“Rick?” Glenn’s voice breaks the silence as he steps forward. You stand behind Glenn, eyes darting from a dark figure to another dark figure. “You’re here.”

Glenn’s voice is filled with relief and surprise, and when you see Rick’s face through the dimly light coming from outside, you smile. Carl has to be here.

And you were right because not a few seconds later your eyes would catch his face.

When Carl’s eyes meet yours in the darkness of the car, you couldn’t hold back anymore before lunging at him and throwing your arms around his torso. He’s taken aback, letting out a small yelp as he stumbles back.

The warmth from you body and the familiar feeling of your presence quickly makes Carl realize it's you, immediately hugging you back.

You bury you face into his neck, inhaling the familiar scent of the boy you love. You forget about everyone and your surroundings, letting the way he held onto you engrave into your mind.

“Oh my god, Carl.”

You say into his skin, tightening your hug more as you sniff, trying your best to hold back tears. “It’s really you.”

He laughs, pressing his check on top of your head with his arms around you. “I can’t believe you’re here. I thought I lost you.” He sniffs too. You smile with eyes glossy, lifting your head to see him, even if it was too dark.

A sense of relief washes over you two. You both still managed to find each other after having lost everything.

With quivering lips, you whisper to him, “I missed you so much.” Your words hit him; his eyes glossy up too. You couldn’t see it, but you were sure he was tearing up by the way he squeezes your waist.

“I missed you too.” He says back to you, pulling you back into a hug before pressing a kiss on top of your hair. The feeling of his love and care makes your whole body warm up with content.

You felt safe in his arms after so long. You thought you had lost your home forever, but Carl was home.

Hii! Carl x reader pls!

Carl is hanging out with y/n but she see Ron and they start talking, so Carl gets jealous when he sees them. Then when Carl sees Ron looking at y/n's outfit too much. He interrupts them and takes y/n and ends up making out with her! Ahhh!!!

Thank you! ❤❤

𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮~

genre: fluff pairing: Carl grimes x f!reader summary: Carl gets jealous of the way Ron sees/talks to Y/N. So he shows what he feels. warning: kissing, jealousy

It was the middle of Summer and the sun’s heat was going off. So I wore a pretty basic outfit, it was nice and comfortable, but great for this heat.

Both Carl and I decided to hang out in my bedroom to read some comics, but before we could do that. We went outside to get some snacks.

On the way to get snacks, Ron sees us and walks to me, “Hey Y/N.” He completely ignores Carl’s presence.

I wave at him awkwardly, “Hi… what are you up to?”

Carl's expression changes, his eyebrows furrowing when notices Ron eyeing my outfit and smirking.

Ron side-eyes Carl and looks back at me, “Helping around the community like usual.“ He says while pointing behind him, where a group of people was bringing new supplies in.

I nod looking at the group and spotting Rosita in the distance. I smile and wave at her when she turns, she waves back.

Ron looks back at me, “It’s hot today, isn’t it, Y/N?” He grins as I feel his stare lower from my face.

I nervously look around, “Uh, yeah, it’s summer after all.” I laugh awkwardly.

Ron opens his mouth to say something, but Carl suddenly interrupts him, “Y/N.” He says in a firm voice. I look at him before responding, “Yes, Carl?”

Carl glances at me quickly before gluing his stare on Ron, who was waiting for Carl to talk. He continues, “We should hurry and get what we need.” He sternly says, still not taking his glare off Ron.

I give Carl a thankful smile and turn back to Ron, “Right! Sorry, Ron, but we got something planned together.”

I tell Ron and give him an apologetic smile. Ron sighs frustrated, “Yeah, okay...” He plainly says as he turns and leaves.

Later ~

Once we got all our snacks, we made it back to my room.

He grabs the comic books from my bookshelf and sits on a bean bag. As I place our snacks on my bed, I felt Carl’s eyes on me.

I tried my best to ignore it, but I must admit I felt nervous. I turned and walk to the bean bags and sat next to Carl.

His eyes were still on me, as I reached for a comic book. I finally got the courage to look up at him and met his gaze. He had a serious look, his jaw was tightening.

I sigh, “Carl, is something wrong?” I tried to hold eye contact but failed when I saw his stare go to my lips. I felt a tingling sensation in my stomach, I was starting to sweat. Is he going to do what I think he’s going to do? I thought and fiddled with my hands.

The silence was torture, Carl didn’t make a single noise, but I hear his breathing. I saw how his chest rose, until he finally spoke, bringing my attention to his face.

“I don’t want you near Ron.”

He spoke firmly not breaking eye contact once again. Was Carl jealous? It was quite amusing seeing him like this.

“Why?” I asked waiting patiently for his answer. He looked down at the comic book in my hands, “...”

“Is Carl Grimes jealous?” I sarcastically say.

His glance goes to my face, I continue, “I never thought I would see you like this Carl-”

I didn’t get to finish my sentence when Carl walked over to me and brought his lips to mine roughly. My eyes widen in surprise, but soon I let myself go, so I kissed him back.

Sparks light up inside me as I place my hand on Carl’s neck, bringing him closer.

He roughly holds my waist and leans over me on the bean bag.

A million thoughts go through my mind but I can’t help and smile into the kiss. “Y/N,” He says between the kiss. I only hum in response, too into the moment.

I open my eyes slightly and see Carl’s brows furrow downwards. I close my eyes again, enjoying everything.

Carl pulls away for a second, “You’re mine.” My heart skips a beat, but before I can respond, he quickly connects his lips to mine.

Our breathing increases more and more as we deepen the kiss. Carl caresses my cheek with his hand before we pull away to catch our breaths.

Carl still hovering over me, looks into my eyes, “So don’t leave me for Ron.”

I laugh and Carl looks at me confused.

“I don’t like Ron, the only guy I’ve liked has been you, Carl.” I pause and softly gaze at him, “It has always been you.” I flash him a big smile before wrapping my arms around his neck and cuddling.

A/n: i hope you guys enjoyed this!!

Carl Grimes x fem!reader fluff

The reader is hanging out with Carl as they talk about what they did for fun before the apocalypse. The reader tells Carl she loved to sing and still does it when alone. Carl asks her to sing for him and at first she’s shy but eventually says yes. She sings think of me from phantom of the opera to him. Carl has a super cute reaction to her voice and is in awe giving her a big hug when she finishes. Later that night Carl can’t fall asleep and asks her if she could sing him to sleep. The reader then sings him some lullabies she would sing to Judith when babysitting her. For the lullaby she sings Isabella’s lullaby from the promised neverland. Carl falls asleep easily and the reader laughs to herself thinking it’s cute how the lullabies work more on Carl than Judith. Thank you.

𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞~

genre: fluff pairing: Carl Grimes x f!reader summary: Carl can't sleep so Y/N sings him a lullaby to help him. warnings: none

“Really?! You never had?” I asked him surprised, to which he nods a bit in embarrassment. “Alright, what about you?” Carl asks curiously. “Tell me what you would do for fun.” He continues.

A small smile grows on my lips, “I really love singing, it brings me so much peace.” I sigh, remembering old memories of my past life.

“Do you still sing?”

“Yeah, I do from time to time,” I shift on my bed.

Carl grins, “Well, could you sing something for me?”

“I- I don’t know, I never really sang for anyone like this before.” I cross my arms across my chest as Carl scoots closer and bumps his shoulder playfully against mine.

“Come on, Y/N, I promise I’ll stay quiet. You won’t even notice I’m here.” He pleads as I sigh nodding.

“Okay, okay. I’ll sing, but don’t expect too much.” He smiles excitedly, watching me as I look down at my hands.

I clear my throat and close my eyes. It had been a while since I last sang, and it would be embarrassing if my voice suddenly cracked.

“Just don’t look at me,” I mutter softly as I peek to see Carl turn a bit. “Okay,” I exhale.

“Think of me,” I softly sing out, I pause feeling a bit nervous before continuing. “Think of me fondly, when we’ve said goodbye.”

As I sang, my voice grew stronger and more confident. I let my singing take over, feeling the rhythm in my soul, “Remember me once in a while, please promise me you’ll try.”

“Then you’ll find that once again you long to take your heart back and be free.”

I could feel Carl’s gaze on me, my heart began to race as I continue on singing.

I stop singing halfway into the song, and I opened my eyes to see Carl staring at me in awe. I feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment, but also with a sense of satisfaction.

Suddenly, Carl pulls me into a tight hug. I laugh, feeling his hair tickle my face.

— — —

Later that night, I sat with Carl on his bed, both reading. As he flipped to the last page, he lets out a soft sigh, closing the comic novel. Placing the comic book to the side, he shifts in place before lying beside me.

I look down at him as he flutters his eyes close, tiredness written over his face. I smile softly at the sight before turning my attention back to my book.

I feel Carl move to his side and let out a sigh. “What’s wrong?” I ask him, flipping the page, still reading. He peeks up at me, “Can’t sleep.” He pouts slightly.

“Can you sing me the same lullaby you sing to Judith?” This time I look down at him and met his tired eyes. “Fine,” With a faint smile, I close my book and put it on the nightstand beside me.

I cuddle up next to him, letting my hand run through his hair as he stares ahead. In a soft soothing voice, I sing, “Let me sing a lullaby.”

“As you close your eyes.”

“And as you're drifting off to sleep,” Carl lets out a soft hum, his chest rising up and down from each breath he took. I can’t fight the smile that grows on my lips from the sight, “How I hope that the dreams.”

He blinks slowly, letting the weariness sink in as he relaxes to the sound of my voice, “That you find are bright love, can we meet again soon in the bluest of skies?”

“Where a tomorrow waits for you and I,”

“So, hold me tight one more time.” He finally closes his eyes, falling into a deep slumber as I continue on singing. I continue caressing his hair, “But don't kiss me goodbye. 'Cause I know that I'll see you.” I pause for a little, sighing, “On the other side.”

I feel the drowsiness starting to wash over me slowly before I move my hand from Carl’s hair. I look down at him, taking in his messy hair and slightly parted lips. I let a quiet giggle escape me while I move a little closer. Never would I’ve thought, the lullaby would work faster on Carl than it did on Judith.

I yawn, closing my eyes and cuddling closer to Carl. I allow myself to melt into his warmth, rapidly falling asleep.

a/n: uh, I'm back after a month... I swear I'm trying my best to write more and finish other requests. Anyways, love you guys & thanks for 40 followers!😻

Request: glenn x f!reader season 2, during the farm era. basically, y/n saw glenn leave somewhere with maggie alone.(they didnt do anything, in fact maggie requested something but he decline bc he loves y/n) she felt jealous bc she knew how maggie felt abt glenn. so when he comes back and looks for y/n she's mad. she tries ignoring him, in the end they make out!! thank you, sending you lots of love! &lt;3

𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐭 𝐔𝐩~

genre: fluff pairing: Glenn Rhee x f!reader summary: Y/N gets jealous seeing Glenn with Maggie. warnings: jealousy, fighting(verbally), kissing

Hanging around the campfire with the group, Y/N gets up from the foldable chair, walking away from the group.

She was annoyed, she felt jealous.

She had seen Glenn, the man that confessed his love to her, walk away with Maggie after dinner. They were gone for a while now and she obviously wanted to know what was going on.

She didn’t know Maggie that well, having met her only a few days ago, but she did know for a fact that she was attracted to Glenn. And that infuriated her, especially when she saw Maggie pass a note to him during dinner. As Y/N approached a faraway fence, she felt someone following her. She placed her arms over the railing and leaned forward, hiding her face between her arms.

“Y/N?” Glenn called out to her, standing next to her. She sighs before looking up at him, “What.” She blandly responds.

He looks down, feeling nervous as she stares him down. “What is it, Glenn?” He clears his throat and looks at her face, “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine.” She replies quickly before turning back to face the fence. “You’re not,” Glenn tells her back, “Tell me what’s wrong.” Y/N looks at him, biting her bottom lip as she huffs out feeling furious.

“Tell you what’s wrong!? Oh, I don’t maybe it’s because I saw you leave with Maggie!” She crosses her arms over her chest and stares into his eyes, Glenn looks back but quickly darts his gaze to her feet.

“What are you hiding from me, Glenn?” “Hiding?” He asks. “I’m not stupid, you can’t look into anyone’s eyes when you’re hiding something.” He looks away sighing deeply.

Y/N watches his face as he furrows his eyebrows, “Are you—” She quickly interrupts him. “Jealous? Yeah, cause I am. How can I not be, when the guy I love leaves with a woman who's clearly very interested in him—”

Her sentence is stopped mid-way as Glenn holds Y/N's waist, pulling her in and bringing his lips to hers. He kisses her softly, shutting her up as she stays still, surprised.

As she realizes, she kisses back, but suddenly, he pulls away, realizing what he had done, “I… I -uh,” He closes his eyes, “I’m sorry.” He lets her go and looks around, running his hand through his hair.

He tries explaining himself and begins to fidget. “I shouldn't have... I- fuck.” He closes his eyes trying to compose himself and gather his scattering thoughts.

Y/N watches him, “Shut up and kiss me, Glenn.” She mutters, grabbing his face as she pulls him back to a passionate kiss.

His eyes widen but he closes them, letting himself melt into the moment.

a/n: y'all, I'm back... again. I keep taking very long breaks, but I swear to post more this month and try to be more motivated! I hope you guys enjoyed this request! <3

I'M BACK!

guess who is finally back after 7-8 months of being gone...😁

first off, happy new years! (I know its too late for that.)

believe it or not, I forgot my password and I was trying for SO long to get logged in. and I finally did it! so, I want to apologize to all my beautiful followers and anons who sent a bunch of amazing requests! I will be working on all of the new and old requests I've gotten, I promiseee.

they'll be out sometime this month or the next, please be patient with me babes🙏

a/n: AND please forgive your favorite Glenn Rhee writer!