It is often tragic to see how blatantly a man bungles his own life and the lives of others yet remains totally incapable of seeing how much the whole tragedy originates in himself, and how he continually feeds it and keeps it going. Not consciously, of course—for consciously he is engaged in bewailing and cursing a faithless world that recedes further and further into the distance. Rather, it is an unconscious factor which spins the illusions that veil his world. And what is being spun is a cocoon, which in the end will completely envelop him.
Y/N: that was amazing.
C: did it hurt? I’m sorry if it did.
Y/N: no I’m good, so good.
C: you want to put clothes on before someone comes home and sees us?
Y/N: good idea. *gets up with a struggle*
C: you alright? want some help?
Y/N: just a little sore but yeah.
C: *gets dressed then helps you* you’re beautiful you know that?
Y/N: I sure do.
C: I’m supposed to be the cocky one.
Y/N: no one told you to go soft Gallagher.
C: oh shut up and let’s go down stairs I’m thirsty.
Y/N: we know.
*walk down stairs*
I: took you guys long enough to finish.
M: and me you little runt!
Y/N: oh no.
C: how long have you guys been here.
M: long enough for me to whoop your ass.
C: what why?!
M: you fucked my little sister!
C: she’s my girlfriend!
M: you took her fucking virginity.
Y/N: hey how do you know I was a virgin?
M: you walked down the stairs like you had a rod up your vagina!
I: Carl nows not the time.
M: Gallagher you have 10 seconds to run.
C: no this is my house and my girlfriend!
C: all I did was have sex with my girlfriend it’s not that serious.
Y/N: Mickey calm down!
I: Micky it’s not that serious they used protection, right guys?
Y/N: yeah of course.
C: he’s serious?
Y/N: Carl run!
C: *runs out the door.
M: *runs after him*
Y/N: this is our life now.
I: we really know how to choose them. *shakes head*
Being Chandler's girlfriend in real life and Carls on twd:
•Not seeing each other much at first due to him filming on twd but when you get a part as Carls girlfriend in the show you get to see him most days! •Practising your lines together •The fans not knowing you’re both dating in real life at first but you two announce it when the fans start shipping Carl and Y/C/N. The fans are ecstatic to say the least •Doing panels / meet and greets together and making a ton of memories at them too •The other cast members (mostly Lauren, Norman and Alanna) taking sneaky photos of you two holding hands, hugging etc on set and posting them on twitter with cheesy captions •Constantly getting questions about your relationship in interviews / from fans •Defending each other from hate and negative responses to your relationship
D: this is my friend Y/N.
C: aye little mama, how are you doing?
D: Carl you’re disgusting.
C: who are you again?
D: you’re sister who is not about to let you flirt with her friend!
Y/N: no Debs let the boy speak, this could go somewhere.
D: ugh! you two are insufferable!
C: now that the white girl’s gone, what’s your number?
Y/N: it’s 351-boy you’re white too!
C: haha very funny, hottie’s got jokes.
Y/N: there’s more where they came from. *winks and walks away*
C: wait let me get them digits!
D: Carl leave my friend alone!
I’ve just started watching Shameless but got this idea in the shower
Warnings: language, mentions of sex,drinking and drugs
“ AND STAY OUT”, my ever so amazing parents yelled at me, while throwing me out the door. Note the sarcasm. Great where am I gonna go now, sighing I start walking to the one place I really feel safe. The Gallaghers.Yeah i know what you’re think fucking Gallaghers, but they really aren’t half bad. I mean yeah they steal but that’s to get through their hardships. But Debbie is my best friend and well Carl is the reason for me being kicked out.
“ YOU ARE NOT TO LIVE IN THIS HOUSE AND LOVE THAT MANIAC “ “ THAT MANIAC IS THE LOVE OF MY LIFE “, my parents and I kept going back and forth. They believed the Gallaghers second youngest boy was a bad influence on me. When really it was them, always drinking and having sex, oh yeah can’t forget drugs and cigarettes. You see I, (Y/N) am inlove with Carl Gallagher. But he doesn’t know, in fact none of the Gallaghers know. Not even Debs. It’s hard hiding this secret, but then again you can’t help you who love. Great now I have to explain my situation for Fi. Fiona is like the older sister I never had and always wanted. I know she has a lot on her plate buts she’s the only person I can go to.
Not even bothering to knock on the door, I walk straight in and find Fiona sitting on the couch. But to my luck, again note my sarcasm, the whole Gallagher family is there. Except Carl, but it makes me happier knowing he wont know my situation.
“Fi”, thats all I could say before I burst out crying. “ (Y/N) oh my god are you okay?” “ No Fi I’m not” Ofcourse not only did Fiona get up, but so did Lip, Ian, Debbie and Steve. Liam was in his playpen, god bless that baby’s soul. “ (Y/N) what happened why are you crying?”, Lip asked me, he’s always seen me as a little sister.
“ Who do we have to beat up, I’ll get the killing bat. I’ll meet you outside Lip. “, Ian said, as if ready for battle little does he know, he can’t win it. “ No Ian, you can’t, its my parents… they kicked me out” “ Holy hell (Y/N) why?”, Debbie asked me. Not wanting to give her an answer, I stayed quiet, only for Fiona to ask the same question again.
“ I told them I was in love with someone they dont like, at all and they said that I cannot love that person while living in this house. I told them nothing they can do with make me stop loving them and so they dragged me throughout the whole house and threw me into the streets.” I had explained to them, the truth would’ve came out eventually.
“ Well fuck (Y/N), I mean who are you in love with? “ “ Yeah who are you in love with that you didnt tell me?” They kept pestering me with the questions and as i began to say it, “ I’m in love with C–” Carl just so happens to walk in. My fucking luck man.
“I’m sorry I shouldnt have come here and interrupted your home, I’ll go now “, as I began to walk out, I heard Carl. “(Y/N) why are you crying? Whats wrong?”. But I ignored him, I continued my path to the door when I felt him grab my hand and interlock our fingers. Blushing, I turned around and look at our hands, up to his face and look at the other Gallaghers.
“ (Y/N) oh my god “, Fiona said covering her mouth. “ Carl, you’re in love with Carl”, Lip says, not even caring. “ I got to go, again I’m sorry for coming into your home.” “ (Y/N) wait ”, I heard Fiona yell after me. I was by their front gate by the time she reached me. But she wasn’t alone, she brought Ian and Lip. I couldn’t bring myself to even be mad at Lip because I know he tends to speak his mind without thinking first.
“ Guys take (Y/N) for a walk”, Fiona tells the, no not even, she ordered them.
On our way back to the Gallagher household, the boys tell me something really interesting.
“ (Y/N), Carl’s in love with you too”, they tell me that in sync. It really creeped me out. “ Why would he be in love with a poor girl like me, one that’s out on the street”, I kick rocks into the road while walking. “ You are coming home with us. You are apart of our family, making it our home.”, they said that in sync again. Again creeping me out.
As we walked into the house, I sat down with Fiona and explained my deal with conditions. I told her I wanted last shower of the day. Her saying no because its only cold water. Me saying yes because “ you guys need it more than I do”. Me saying I’ll make dinner and eat left overs. Her saying I can make dinner but get my portion first. I gave into that one. Her saying I can share with her. Me saying I’ll on the couch and thats final.
After telling her I was going to go take a bath, I gave her a hug and thanked her for everything she is doing. Walking into the bathrrom and turning on the water, I mentally prepared myself for the ice cold water.
“ You know you could’ve told me you love me and I wouldn’t have rejected you” Carl said, standing in the doorway entrance of the bathroom. Nodding my head, I jump in, not even caring if he saw me naked.
“ I love you (Y/N), this is our home now” he said to me, my heart melting with every word. “ I love you too Carl, now, get your ass in here with me” I said smiling knowing I was right where I belong.
Request: Could u write an extremely dirty smut for carl. He’s like really jealous and hot and shows u that ur his and not rons or benjamins and when it’s over he holds u and calls u really really cute nicknames and is like your MY BABY no one else’s??oh and ours u fit a little bit of dirty talk in there😏😢😘thnx luv u and your writing
a/n: This is set around the time when they arrived I guess. When Ron was alive lol. Oh and this is probably shit but I’m letting you know the next fic is bite me (Part 2) but for now enjoy this xo
Warnings: Smut, think there’s use of bad language but that was one time.
Maggie decided to throw a party of the Alexadrians. She wants everyone to get to know each other better and she thought it would help everyone become closer. Of course you were going. You were going to help Maggie and to see everyone. You look at yourself in the mirror and chuck your hair up into a pony tail before feeling arms snake around your waist and a pair of lips on your neck.
“Do we really have to go?” Carl whispers against your skin. Your eyes flutter shut as you lean into his touch and you sigh before turning around to face him and lacing your fingers in his hair. You place your lips upon his but he deepens it by placing his hands on your face and pushing you up against the wall. His tongue enters your mouth but you place you hands on his chest. He stops and you are both left breathing harshly.
“Yes. We really have to go, now get ready.” You say and quickly kiss him before heading downstairs.
You, Carl, Rick, Judith and Michonne walk through the door and everyone starts to mingle. Carl helps with food and you spot Ron and walk over to him. When he spots you he immediantly embraces you and invites you to sit with him.
“Hey (Y/n), how’ve you been?” He sits next to you and you guys get to talking. You talk about everything and you really enjoy yourself until he asks a question that makes you tense up. “So how come you came here with Carl Grimes?” You swallow hard. You and Carl haven’t told anyone that you’re in a relationship and you know thst Ron has a crush on you and you didn’t know how to react. You look up to see Carl talking to Spencer, or spencer talking to Carl, and Carl is looking at you both with raised eyebrows.
“Well, me and Carl are kind of a couple now I guess.” You sigh. You and Carl have been best friends since it all started really. As you both grew you sort of understood more about how things worked and sharing a room at the prison you both stayed at sort of led to things. Rick found out of course but it never really occured to you both to tell anyone.
“Wow, really, that’s great!” You nod at him and he continues. “So how long has this been going on for?”
“A while, nobody really knows about it though.” You answer him back and he nods. As you look over you realise Carl still has an intense gaze on you both.
“Why isn’t Enid here?” You ask and Ron shrugs.
“She’s probably in her room reading some comic.” Ron just smiles and you laugh a little and then you both talk some more before you feel a firm grip on your arm. You look up to see Carl looking down at you and he looks like he’s mad at you. He leans down so that his lips are close to your ear.
“We’re leaving.” He pulls you up but when you try to say goodbye to Ron he pulls you faster so that you’re not able to. You both go to leave but you hear the sound of Rick calling out to you both and asking you where you’re going. You’d also like to know the answer to that. “We’re going home dad, we’re tired.” Carl answers back and you look back at Rick to see a slight smirk on his face and befre you know it you are being dragged along again. As you guys walk home Carl still has his grip on you but he’s walking really fast.
“Okay, stop!” You shout as you pull your arm away from his grip and you are both stood in the middle of the street. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Me?” He looks at you and a smirk grows on his face. “Were you purposfully trying to turn me on like that?” You furrow your brows as you smile a little and cross your arms over your chest?
“And how did I do that exactly?” Carl raises an eyebrow and then walks closer to you.
“I never had to put up with it before.” He takes another step closer to you, “Because it’s never really been an issue.” another step, “But seeing you talk to other boys makes me realise that I need to show you, ” He takes one last step and now you can feel the heat radiating off of him, “That you. are. mine.” He says before placing his hands on your hips and kissing you shortly but roughly. He grabs hold of your hand again and you’re off. When you finally reach the house, waisting no time, Carl is dragging you up the stairs and into his room. His hands fly to your shirt and he lifts it over your head and your hands move to unbuckle his belt.
He picks you up slightly and moves you to the bed, lying you down and then his hands move to your jeans. He pulls them down quickly along with your underwear so that you’re left in nothing but a bra. He kisses your lips before moving down your body and then to your neck, then your collarbones, the vally of your breasts, then slowly down your stomach, and when he reaches your pussy and lays a soft kiss.
“You’re mine arent you?” He looks at you and you furrow your brows, surprised by his question. You don’t even get to answer before his tongue delves inside of you and your back is arching away from the bed. He keeps going, his tongue flicking against your clit over and over and your moans fill the room. His tongue creates patterns against your clit which has you unravaling beneath him.
“Have I ever mentioned how much I love to watch you cum?” He smiles up at you before climbing up your body to connect his lips with yours again. You moan against them before pushing him down onto the bed so that you are above him. You move down his body and pull on his trousers and boxers. You take them off and throw them somewhere behind you and then you move to his length. You take a hold of him and pump a few times. He was already hard and had pre-cum leaking from the tip. You take your thumb and spread it, using it as a lubricant. You look up at him and smirk for a couple of seconds, teasing him.
“(Y/n) baby!” He warns, his eyebrows raising as he tilts his head. You pump a few more times before taking your tongue and licking a stripe up the underside of his cock.
“Fuck” Is all you hear from above you as he throws his head back and it hits the pillows as you bob your head on his cock. His hips start thrust upward as an instinct and you gag a little before Carl’s hands reach for you hair to move it out the way. He tugs slightly, moving your head along his cock. You take him deeper, hollowing your cheeks and sucking harder. You know it drives him mad. Anyone would know by the sound of his moans which vibrated off of the walls. You keep bobbing your head and you feel his legs go a little stiff before he pulls on your hair gently to bring you up to him.
He quickly flips you over so that your back is on the bed and he’s on top of you. He grabs a condom out of the draw and rolls it on fast, wasting no time. He looks down at you before positioning himself at your entrance and thrusting, a moan following the thrust and you gasp as you try to adjust to the feeling and he lowers his head to your neck.
“The best feeling in the world.” He pants out as his lips touch your neck. “Nothing will ever beat the feel or taste of you.” He smirks against your skins as you whimper.
“C-carl.” You make a feeble attempt to moan out his name but all that escapes your lips is a whisper of his name.
“You’re mine aren’t you?” He asks you but you are so lost in all the pleasure that you only nod.
“I need words baby.” He thrusts, over and over, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you feel Carl’s breath against your neck. You revel in it. The feeling of Carl sliding in and out of you, your high approching. The feel of his breath, hot as it fans over your neck.
“Yes. Yes Carl I’m yours. No one else’s.” Carl’s head snaps up from your neck and he looks you in the eye before resting his forehead on yours.
“That’s what I like to hear.” He whispers. He continues to slam his hips against yours and he delivers one particularly deep thrust which sends you over the edge and the feel of you cumming around Carl has him cumming too. His body goes limp against yours, both of you hot and breathing like you’ve just ran a marathon. He slips out of you and disposes of the condom before crawling next to you and turning you so that your back is to his front. He laces his hands with yours and places a soft kiss to your forehead.
“You’re mine! You know that right?” He says and you nod slowly, feeling your eyes flutter as you drift off. “I love you, so much.” You turn within Carl’s arms to face him and you place a hand on his cheek.
“I love you too Carl. And only you. I don’t even remotely like Ron. It’s you. Always you.” You sigh out and Carl’s eyes shut, as if that’s all he waned to hear from you. All that he’s been waiting for.
Pairing: Carl Gallagher x Reader Description: The reader finds out why Carl hasn’t been talking to her/him and an argument ensued A/N: This is hella sad so warning. also it’s a bit short and not as angry as I planned but enjoy c:
“Carl?” You ask, your voice quiet in the loud house. You didn’t want to just barge in on him, but he hadn’t been talking to you and he hadn’t responded to your texts. It was at this point that you were genuinely worried. He never went a whole day without talking to you. You usually got a “good morning baby girl” text, way before you even woke up.
“Stop lookin’ over my shoulder while I work! It weirds me out.”
Ted the Animator: “Sorry, I was getting coffee, and… seriously, what’s going on in those frames?”
Carl the Animator: “Ugh, I knew you were gonna go off on that.”
Ted the Animator: “It’s… I mean, how did you even draw that?”
Carl the Animator: “That’s such a nitpick! It goes a little off the label, so what?”
Ted the Animator: “Oh, I m–”
Carl the Animator: “Relax for once, can’t you? No one’s gonna care if I didn’t mask over the tip of the beard.”
Ted the Animator: “Carl, th–”
Carl the Animator: “No. I stand by it. This is where I draw the line, Ted… you have to learn to let go. Not everything can be perfect all the time. The label is perfectly fine the way it is, and I will not re-do it..”
Ted the Animator: “Dude! Carl! I didn’t even notice Satan’s beard going off the label! Chill!”
Carl the Animator: “I c–… wait, what were you looking at, then?”
Ted the Animator: “The freakin’ turning animation 20 seconds later!”
Carl the Animator: “Oh.”
Ted the Animator: “Well?”
Carl the Animator: “…whoops.”
Ted the Animator: “Forget the hot sauce beard, I wanna know what’s going on with that animation’s expressions.”
Carl the Animator: “Yeah, uh… as much as I stand by my work on the hot sauce beard… I’m not gonna try to defend this one.”