𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝~

Hii! Can you make a Glenn x reader, where it takes place at the prison and the reader hears baby Judith crying so she trys to make her sleep. And Glenn sees the reader rocking Judith to calm her down and can't help but think of the reader and him creating a family!

Thank you!

𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 ~

genre: fluff pairing: Glenn x f!reader summary: Glenn sees reader with Judith and thinks of having a family with reader warnings: none

It’s the middle of the night, I wake up to the cries of Judith. I slowly move Glenn's arms from my waist and uncover myself from the blanket. Glenn lightly whines but still dozes off. I move the ‘curtains’ from our shared cell and walk out, following the noise.

Judith's cries are suddenly stopped when she is picked up by Beth. Judith stays calm but soon begins crying. I walk toward Beth and Judith, “I’ll take it from here, go rest.” Beth nods, whispering a simple ‘thank you,’ before handing me the wailing baby.

I start to gently rock her in my arms. Her cries don’t stop so I bring her closer and lightly hum, quietly and carefully enough to not wake up the others.

I sway Judith side to side gently, looking at her. She smiles while closing her eyes and soon enough she falls asleep in my arms, peacefully resting.

I turn, noticing Glenn watching from our cell, smiling softly before walking closer. Once he's in front of me, I notice his weary face.

Glenn tiredly whispers, “I want a baby of our own.” My eyes slightly widen, and a flustered expression grows on my face, but I smile, “Glenn, go back to sleep.” I tell him as I place my hand on his cheek. He looks down at Judith and lightly pouts, “Can’t we just have one?” He shows one finger as he speaks. I hold in my giggle, placing Judith in her ‘bed’ as she still sleeps. I cover her with her blanket and press a light kiss on her forehead. I look up at Glenn, “Let’s talk about this in the morning, okay?” He nods and then grabs my hand, leading us back to the cell.

He gets to bed and lays down, he looks up at me as he pats the empty space next to him, “Come on.” I smile and lie down next to him, he wraps his arms around my waist and places his head on the crook of my neck. He smiles and moves his head, laying kisses on my neck. He mumbles, “I love you, y/n.” “I love you too, Glenn,” I whisper and close my eyes, drifting back to sleep.

a/n: I hope this was good, since it's my first requested fic!

𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐀𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞~

genre: angst & fluff pairing: none summary: reader deals with the loss of a pet warnings: mentions death of pet

Sandy.

That was her name, she was a beautiful pup.

Her tan fur and her adorable face, everything about her brought me joy and happiness. She was always there for me, since the start of the apocalypse, we had a long journey together.

Unfortunately, she had to leave this earth, this cruel earth. The world robbed her from me.

I was filled with rage and sadness, the world has gone to waste and because of it, I lost what I loved the most. It took a part of me with it.

My eyes flooded with tears as I remember the events that took place. I brought my hands to my face as I began to sob.

Angered, I began to dig not caring how crazy I looked, I was hurt.

I didn’t stop, ignoring the dirt stuck in between my nails. Resting my dirty hands on my thighs as I stained my jeans, I let out another sob as I gently pick up the white cloth she rested on.

Slowly, I place her down, the dirt getting the white fabric dirty…

I look at the fresh patch of dirt, feeling all the emotions wash over me again, quietly crying again.

Unknowingly, the others had begun to take small actions, to show how much they care for Y/N and for her pup.

Both Glenn and Maggie working on a little cross to place above the small grave. While Beth picks the most beautiful flowers, Daryl on the other hand finds some nice rocks.

They all walk up to her, the items they made with love, just for her, in their hands.

Too lost in my mind and memories, I fail to notice the presence behind me as a gentle tap wakes me. Hershel looked down at me, offering a small sincere smile. I wipe my tears with my dirty hands and look behind me.

There they stood, and not a single word was said, I watch as they get closer. Each one of them placed their items down, decorating the once plain grave. Rick places a hand on my shoulder as he reaches from behind his pocket and hands me Sandy’s collar.

My lips trembled as I tried holding back more tears from spilling, I look down at the collar in my hands, tears rolling down my already damped cheeks.

I look up, blinking a few times to get rid of my blurred vision, my eyes wandering to each of their faces. I feel my heart fluttering with gratitude.

I wasn’t really alone, after all, I had others here with me to keep me company.

a/n: Haven't posted in a while now... Thanks to @urfavpansexual for requesting, I hope this short story is able to help you a bit with what you're dealing with, sending lots of love and hugs!

i know you write fluff but can you write more angst in this request.

both glenn and y/n are like dating, maybe even married. y/n is doing something when a guy comes and tries to kiss her and glenn comes rescue her.

if this is too much, you dont have to write this. you can ignore it if you want. thank you anyway :3

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮~

genre: angst & fluff pairing: Glenn x f!reader summary: When you think you can't fight any longer, Glenn comes to rescue you. warning: cursing, SA, & mention of blood

a/n: sorry for not posting in months, I've been dealing with some personal stuff in life and it's taken a huge toll on me (not proofread/rushed)

A new survivor, David, had arrived at Alexandria two days ago and his presence did nothing but discomfort you. His eyes were always somewhere else, but your face and his inappropriate comments just made it worse.

Glenn knew about this, you having told him the second time it happened. You didn't want to cause any trouble, so you kept quiet after a while.

“Hey, pretty girl,” Glenn places a hand on your waist and pulls you in to press a chaste kiss on your cheek. “Mm, hey,” you smile at his affection.

You notice the leather gloves he wore, wondering what he was up to. “What are you going to do?” You ask him, pointing at the gloves he wore. His gaze goes down to the gloves, “Oh, I’m going to help Rick and Daryl unload some boxes Aaron found on his run.”

Just as he said that you hear Daryl’s whistle, getting Glenn’s attention as the gates close shut. The truck drove in reverse, backing up with a few boxes loaded in the back.

“Gotta go help now,” he presses another quick kiss on your lips this time, before turning to jog towards the group.

After seeing Glenn get to the others, you turn back to what you had been doing previously; pulling out weeds and dead plants from the little garden you grew. You dig into the moist dirt, carefully pulling out stems and leaves.

You continue doing this for a while before going to the back side of the house, grabbing the hose to rinse your hands.

Glenn and the others had finished unloading the boxes, carrying them to the inside of the church so Gabriel could take care of the rest.

With one hand holding the hose, you rinse the dirt off the other. You do the same thing to the other hand before turning the hose handle off.

The sound of a low whistle gets your attention once you straighten up.

Just as you turn around, you’re met with David. You feel your heart begin to race with nervousness as you spot the smirk plastered across his face; his eyes are filled with something other than friendliness.

“What are you doing all alone, sugar?” He swipes his tongue over his top lip.

“What are you doing here?” You furrow your brows, anger, and frustration washing over you as you glare at him. He wasn’t supposed to be back here.

He lets out a chuckle, a disgusting chuckle. “Aren’t you a feisty one?” He comments, deciding to come closer to you. The look in his eyes makes you shiver as you take a step back, clearly angry.

“Let’s have some fun, baby.”

“Don’t come any closer!” You ordered him, fists tightening at your sides.

David just smirks at the sight in front of him, without doubt enjoying how you looked, all terrified yet willing to fight. “Or what?”

“Or Glenn will fuck you up—” David’s hand pulls your arm, making you tumble flush against his chest. You could smell his nasty sweat and feel the dampness on his shirt.

You pull yourself back, your wrist still in his hand. Adrenaline runs through your body, attempting to swing your free arm at him, only for him to catch it with his other hand.

“Let—” you shake your arms, trying your best to set yourself free, “—go!”

David can’t help but chuckle, turning you around to push you up against the wall of your house. Your shoes squeak on the wet grass, the hose still on the ground.

Your eyes tear up, struggling to get yourself loose from his strong grip. The feeling of not being strong enough hits your guts. David was stronger than you and you know that. Still, something in you wanted to believe it wasn’t true.

And just imagining what he could do to you frighten you to the core.

“Not so strong, are you?”

He taunts you, disgust and fear settling at the pit of your stomach. You didn’t want to cry but hot tears were already beginning to spill. You could feel your vision blur as you turned your head away, not wanting to see his monstrous face.

David presses his body against yours, trapping your legs so that kicking isn’t an option. You tremble, your strong act now gone. “Please, stop!”

With quivering lips, you shake your head as his face is close to your neck, inhaling like a creep. You shut your eyes in fear, praying he would get off you.

His free hand slithers down to your leg as he then grasps your thigh. He gives it a rough squeeze before letting out a vicious chuckle. A laugh that makes your skin prick with goosebumps.

“Heh, I can’t believe I finally have you all to myself.”

He’s suddenly yanked back by his shoulder, someone turning him around. “What the fuck—” A harsh punch shuts him up quickly, enough to make him tumble back. Blood drips down onto the grass as David brings his trembling hands to cover his nose and mouth.

David lifts his gaze from the mess in his hands to Glenn. His eyes widened with fear and before he could say any dumb excuse, Glenn lunged at him.

You take a step back, face wet with hot tears still spilling.

“You piece of shit!” Glenn is on top of David, fisting the collar of his shirt as he throws punches at David’s face. It’s not long before Glenn’s fists are covered in blood. David’s face, on the other hand, is fucked up. Badly.

David grunts on the ground, unable to keep up with defending himself. Some people hear the commotion and soon Rick comes to stop it. He grabs Glenn and pulls him off David, the grass splattered with red specks.

Glenn stumbles back, eyes trained on a badly injured David. David’s nose looked broken, blood coming out his nose. His face was just stained with his own red fluid and with a couple of yellow-greenish marks.

You watched the whole scene unfold in front of you, a trembling hand covering your mouth. What just happened made it way more difficult to process. Your mind was racing, and the tears kept spilling.

Rick was trying to calm down Glenn, who was trying so hard not to lunge at David again. The look on David’s face was clear as day; he fully regretted what he did.

“Lay your hands on my wife again and I’ll kill you!” Glenn snarls at David, full of emotion. Within a few seconds later, Glenn is in front of you, eyes softened. And badly injured David is taken to the infirmary.

He holds himself back from touching you, afraid that he might frighten you. Worry is written all over his face, his eyes searching your tear-stained face. “Love?”

His voice is gentle.

Your lips quiver before you wrap your arms around him. He lets out a shaky sigh as you weep into his embrace. And he begins to tear up.

He tightens his hug, burying your face into his shoulder as he rests his cheek on top of your head.

Although you were shattered by what you experienced earlier, you were a bit more eased to know Glenn would always be there for you.

Hey I was wondering (it's ok if you don't write for this) of you could do a male reader x Beth Greene or if you won't do that Michonne x Male reader.

And if you have time come read some of my stuff and give me some tips and tricks! Thank you!

𝐒𝐢𝐜𝐤~

genre: fluff pairing: Beth Greene x m!reader summary: Reader gets sick during the prison era and Beth visits them in their cell. warnings: sickness?

Hershel walks out of the cell Y/N was staying, Hershel had just finished giving Y/N a remedy he made out of berries.

Y/N laid still in bed with a wet rag over his forehead. His cheeks flushed from the fever and his half-open eyes from the tiredness. But no matter how sick he felt, he couldn’t stop but think about Beth.

He wondered if she was okay or if she had gotten sick as well. Just as he thought of how much he missed her, she walked in.

“Y/N,” she softly said, standing on the doorway. Y/N smiled at the sight of her, she smile back.

“Beth, are you okay?” He finally asked in a whisper, Beth nodded and sat on the bed besides him.

“Are you okay?” She asked, moving the rag and placing her hand on his forehead. Y/N just sighed, “I’m fine, just tired.”

Beth leans down and kisses his burning forehead. “Y’know, I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” Y/N mumbles tiredly. “I’ve really missed you. A lot.”

Beth smiles at hearing this, “Really?” She questions him raising a brow, “You’ve missed me?”

Y/N chuckles but stops as he starts to cough.

Beth gets up and grabs the cup with Hershel’s homemade remedy. She helps Y/N lift his head up and puts the cup to his lips.

“Here,” she whispers gently as Y/N begins drinking from the cup.

Once Y/N is done drinking, Beth carefully moves the cup and puts it back. “You okay?”

Y/N nods slowly, closing his eyes. Beth smiles worriedly as she runs her fingers through Y/N’s hair.

She sighs.

“Don’t worry, I’ll fine Beth. I just need to rest, that’s all,” he tries comforting Beth. “I know that. Heal quickly for me, will you.” She tells him, still stroking his hair.

“I will…” He mutters before falling deep in his sleep. Beth looks at him once again. She loves Y/N so much, she just hopes he get better soon.

She leans down to peck his lips before she too, closes her eyes, relaxing at the sound of his peaceful breathing.

A/n: i‘ve been too busy but here is one of the requests. i’m still working on the other requests, so stay tune for it. btw, first time writing an m!reader x Beth Greene, it was a bit difficult coming up with a scenario for this request, but the challenge was accepted and done! I hope you guys enjoyed it!!

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!😻

glenn x f!reader please!

glenn gets into a fight with someone and reader tends to his wounds. he tries acting tough, pretending his cuts don't hurt and the reader scolds him for fighting. just lots of fluff! thx <33 ❤️

𝐈'𝐦 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞~

genre: fluff pairing: Glenn Rhee x f!reader summary: Reader tends to Glenn's wounds after a fight. warnings: mention of blood

You pout, staring down at him as he sat still on your shared bed. He had just come back from a fight he had and was acting like it wasn't anything.

Glenn winces in pain and bites his lip to hide his whimpers whenever you clean up his hand, he still doesn't want to worry you and tries not to make him a burden. "I'm fine, really."

"You're an idiot," You mumble worried but still slightly angry, your hands working to clean up his bloody knuckles with some alcohol wipes.

"Shh," He hushes you playfully. "It's not as bad as you think." As if his bloody face and battered body won't say otherwise.

Even if he's in pain, he's still trying to lighten the mood, he's such a kind-hearted idiot.

You roll your eyes with a subtle shake of disapproval before starting to bandage his knuckles gently and carefully. "You suck at acting, Glenn," You tell him, your eyes trained on the clean bandage, wrapping it around his hand to not bother him.

Glenn tries his best not to make any loud noise to try and conceal the pain. He knew he was hurt but too prideful to admit it. He hated complaining especially to you.

He bites back a slight groan, "Whatever you say, doll." He smirked, managing to tease you.

He watches you as you walk toward the nightstand and dip a small ball of cotton into a bit of alcohol. Now standing in between his open legs, your eyes linger on his busted lip and bloody nose.

Gently, you dab the cotton on his lip, cleaning up the dried blood. He winces, pulling back away from you. You sigh, "Sorry." He shakes his head a little, placing his hands on the sides of your hips.

Cupping his chin, you pull him closer and continue cleaning his lip before moving to his nose. You bring a wet rag, to get rid of the blood, his eyes shut tight as a heavy groan escapes him.

Finally, you finish and he lets out a sigh of relief. He's thankful for having you around, always standing by him when things didn't go his way. "You're such a good girlfriend," He said as he looks up to you with a gentle smile. "I love you."

You smile hearing his words, "I love you too, Glenn." You tell him back, placing a hand on his jaw, careful to not injure his already bruised cheek.

"But you need to stop getting into stupid fights " You scold him, brows furrowing. You look into his eyes, "I hate seeing you hurt all the time, love." You whisper softly, caressing his jaw.

You can't see it but Glenn's heart melts, he loves you so much and he's so proud to call you his girlfriend. Hearing you call him 'love' just makes his cheeks flush more.

"I got it handled," He mutters, he knows you're worried about him but he doesn't want to see you so worked up, he's too stubborn to admit that. "I'll be careful," He chuckles softly. "For you." 

Smiling, you stare into his eyes as he stares back into yours. He always makes you happy, you couldn't believe he was yours. You run a hand through his hair. "You swear?" You ask him softly, your eyes full of love and care.

"I swear." Glenn smiles and nods reassuringly. You could tell from his eyes that he's telling the truth, this tough guy won't break his word of honor to you.

a/n: guess who's back... again.

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twd fanfics / replies to anons / mainly fem!reader

characters I write for:

⋆ glenn rhee ⋆ carl grimes

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⋆ rick grimes ⋆ daryl dixon ⋆ negan smith

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can u make a glenn x reader with these details..

takes place during season 3

the reader is close to Andrea so when Rick tells her about her death at Woodbury and they break down

glenn tries to help calm down the reader

thank u 😭

𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐬 ~

genre: angst pairing: Glenn Rhee x gn!reader summary: reader gets told about Andrea's death and breaks down, Glenn tries to help reader calm down. warnings: mention of death, breaking down, angst

Rick came back after going the Woodbury, he looked at me feeling guilty.

My gaze wandered around hoping to see Andrea, after all, she was the only person close to a family. I looked at Michonne to Daryl, “Where’s Andrea?” They looked at each other, I turned to Rick, “Where. Is. Andrea.” I demanded.

Rick looked down and then looked up to meet my eyes. He shook his head, “I’m sorry y/n…”

I stayed quiet, progressing the words that came out of Rick’s mouth. I step back, my eyes becoming watery, I shake my head not believing Rick. My hands trembled and I began to tear up, “No… please tell me you’re lying.”

I turn and look at Michonne, tears falling, “She can’t… she can’t be gone.” I shake my head from side to side, holding my head and gripping my hair.

Crying and I walk away from them and back to them, I look up, “Not Andrea,” I cried out. I walk towards them but I fall to my knees. Tyreese tries to hold me up but lets me be.

“No, no, no!” I sob and cover my face with my hands. Rick gets closer and places his hand on my shoulder, “I’m sorry-”

“NO!” I yell looking up, my face stained with wet tears. He backs away feeling guilty.

Glenn comes out, hearing my weeps, he sees me on the floor sobbing, quickly becoming concerned. Glenn rushed toward me and embraced me tightly, feeling my trembling body underneath.

“G-Glenn…” I tried to stop crying but it only lasted a few seconds before I broke down, “A-Andrea.” I tried to continue, “Shh…I know, I know, just let it all out.” Glenn kissed my forehead as I sobbed more. He continued to hold my hand to reassure me.

Glenn grabs my chin gently, making me face him and look him in the eyes, “I know I can’t make you stop feeling the pain you feel… but just know that I’m here for you, always. Don’t ever forget that y/n.”

a/n: Thank you for requesting!

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! 💖