holy smokes, it took a bit of digging to find them but you’re completely right! it basically outright says that the helmet turns folk nasty in The Golden Helmet (W OS 408-02), and even if Gladstone’s a bit of a pill in the Lost Charts of Columbus (D 94144) you couldn’t say that his behaviour is out of his usual character- and he clearly doesn’t care about owning everybody or making them do what he wants like the others. Maybe he does have an immunity to curses!
In which case, kind of makes me think my answer to this question-
might be that it’s a good thing that Scrooge has got a relative like Gladstone knocking about, just in case… ( though I think he’s been hoarding things like that for a looong time in the comics, so)
Loneliness does not come about from not having people around one, but from feeling unable to communicate what seems important to oneself, or from having certain views that others would find inadmissible.
Can you write a Rick x reader where the reader is best friends with Carl and she has the hugest crush on Rick and one day, when Rick gets mad at her she mumbles ‘Sorry daddy’ and Rick hears? Smut please? With daddy!kink?
Ask and ye shall receive, nonnie! I hope you enjoy! xx
Warnings: Choking, Daddy Kink, Smut, Language, Unprotected Sex (pls don’t do this)
A/N: I am so sorry I haven’t written anything in forever. But, HERE take some glorious filth to make up for it. Get ya holy water ready, you’re gonna need it.
Don’t know if anybody translated this, but I got an ask asking me to do it so here you go :) It was a little hard to do in a good way since they jump between people all the time haha. (and lol I’m dying at her comment about Henrik’s jacket)
Interviewer: Can we hear your Noora catchphrase? Josefine: My Noora catchphrase?
Interviewer: Maybe the one with “fiskekakene” (the fish cakes)? Josefine: Oh god!
Interviewer: Hi my name is Petra Josefine: Hi, Josefine Interviewer: Hi Josefine, nice to meet you! Skam is a big success in Denmark, and we’ve asked the danish fans to send some questions. Are you in on it? Josefine: Yes
Interviewer: (to carl martin) Why do you think Skam is a big success, no matter if people are 15 or 40 years old?
Ulrikke: Skam; feelings, the experience of growing up and find yourself, is universal.
Carl Martin: Because it’s a series that takes the target group seriously and that dares to bring up important subjects
Iman: I think it is because alot of people can relate to at least something. Maybe not everything, but something, in Skam.
Interviewer: Is there any chance that you would fall for a danish person? Marlon: Yeah, I think so.
Interviewer: (to henrik) Why do you have your jacket hanging down there?
Interviewer: In Denmark, there are 40 year old women who’s drooling over all of you. Carl Martin: Yeah I’ve gotten some messages.. Interviewer: Is somebody writing you? Carl Martin: Yeah but it’s very nice though, most often it’s very nice.
Interviewer: How was it to kiss another man? Henrik: To kiss another man is not much different than to kiss a woman. Except that there’s a little..
Interviewer: beard? Henrik: Beard and stuff,
Interviewer: It scratches? Henrik: It scratches. Now I’m lucky that Tarjei hasn’t gone that far in puberty that he’s got a full beard.
Interviewer: Do I have the right lipstick on today? Josefine: It looks very good. You’re more Noora than me.
Interviewer: (to ulrikke) Can we hear your catchphrase?
Interviewer: (to carl martin) “kødder du?” (are you kidding?) Carl Martin: oh yeah, “kødder du?”
Ulrikke: “William is the most good looking and funny guy!”
Rakel: “I think i’m gonna go to bed again”
Interviewer: You’re good!
Noora: What is it that i’m saying now again…
Carl Martin: “Eskild, you’ve taken my fish cakes!” I think it’s something along that line? But that’s not my catchphrase!
Interviewer: Haha no, you can’t take somebody elses catchphrase.
Josefine: “I was gonna eat two fish cakes at five o clock, and now i’m not getting any fish cakes!”
Interviewer: Josefine can you give all the danish fans a greeting in danish into the camera? And you decide yourself what you wanna say. Josefine: Oh i’m so bad at danish! Josefine: (trying to sound danish).. Hi.. Denmark
Marlon: (trying to sound danish) Hi hi, Watcha doin man? For fucks sake.
Ina: (trying to sound danish) It’s alot of fun…
Cengiz: *mumbles something that isn’t even words*
Ulrikke: *mumbles something that isn’t even words*
Ina: .. to watch skam.
Ina: Thank you so much for watching Skam, you’re so amazing and there hadn’t been any Skam without you.
Request from Anon: Could you please write an imagine with Daryl where the reader is 19 and they’re in love but he feels insecure about the age difference between them?
Warnings: Fluff, slight smut (barely)
You wake up in bed, Daryl’s bare chest pressed up against your back, heat radiating between the two of your bodies in the cold air. His arm is around you, holding you tightly as he sleeps. You smile and scoot yourself closer, happy to be in his arms.
You try to go back to sleep, but the sunlight coming through the window made that impossible. Not wanting to wake Daryl up, you try and slowly lift his arm off of you, but fail as every little movement made his body twitch- he is a light sleeper. You try and stay there as long as possible, but the need to pee eventually overruns your want to not wake him up. You try to be as gentle as possible as you squirm out of his grasp and slide out of bed.
“Don’t go.” Daryl mumbles, half asleep.
“I’ll be back, give me a minute.” You kiss his forehead. You exit the room and walk down the hallway, entering the bathroom. Something nice about Alexandria is having running water to be able to flush a toilet and brush your teeth. Personal hygiene has come to be a luxury in this world, so it was like heaven to be able to have this.
You pee and brush your teeth quickly before getting back in bed with Daryl. He immediately pulls you back into the position that you were in before you got up. You can feel his erection pushing into your back, making you laugh.
“Better get rid of that thing before you go on that run of yours today.” You teased, making Daryl groan.
“Unless ya wanna help me, I’ll just wait for it to go away on its own.”
“Mm, Daryl, if you wanted me to help out, all you had to do was ask.” You smirk, rubbing your butt up against him. He stifles a moan, grabbing your hips to guide you. “But unfortunately, I promised Rick I’d watch Judith this morning. Sorry.” You get up.
“You’re such a tease.” Daryl groans as he watches you slid your pants on.
“You love me.”
“Ya lucky that I do.” He smiles up at you. You lean down and give him a kiss before leaving and heading over to Rick’s place.
You and Daryl started dating back at the prison. You had been in their group since the start, and there had always been this thing between the two of you going unspoken. At first, he was being overly protective of you, acting more of a big brother figure than anything. You were only fifteen at the time and both of your parents had died from turning into walkers. For some reason, he felt like it was his need to protect you. He didn’t trust Shane to do it. It then turned into more of a friendship once you got to the farm, and you two could talk about anything with each other. He was your rock, and you were his.
You had turned eighteen at the prison, and you had feelings for Daryl that you didn’t think you ever would. Not to mention, Daryl was starting to see you differently as well. He finally stopped thinking of you as a little girl.
There was a lot of sexual tension between the two of you, but both of you were hesitant to make any moves. Neither of you knew exactly how the other felt and you didn’t want to risk your friendship over anything. But, one night, the two of you were sharing a cell together because you had a nightmare. The threat of the governor was all too real and that fear was leaking into your dreams. You ran into Daryl’s cell at some hour in the night and lied down next to him. He didn’t even need to ask you what wrong- he immediately knew. You were cuddled up next to him, feeling safe in his arms, and somehow that gave you the spark of confidence you needed. You pressed your lips to his, him immediately kissing you back. Ever since that night, you two had been together. You love him more than you could ever imagine.
You smile as you reminisce about your past with him, walking into Rick’s house to see Carl feeding Judith breakfast.
“Hey.” You wave, walking over to him so you could take over feeding duties.
“Thanks for watching her.” Rick came into sight. “I was going to have Carol do it but she had something to do, I don’t know.”
“It’s no problem, I don’t mind hanging out with this cutie.” You smile at Judith.
“Daryl, Glenn, Michonne, and I should be back by tonight. If we ain’t, go find Carl and tell him to watch Judith so you can come find us. We’ll just be in the next town over getting more medical supplies.” Rick grabs his gun, ready to head out the door.
“Okay, be safe. And tell Daryl that I love him.” Rick and Carl both leave the house, leaving you alone to take care of the little girl.
The day goes by rather quickly and before you know it, Rick is back at the house, relieving you of your babysitting duties.
“Be careful, Y/N, Daryl’s in a mood.” Rick warned you before you left his house.
“Why?” You frown.
“Glenn was makin’ some comments that upset him. You talk to him about it yourself.”
You walk back over to your house, and find Daryl sitting on the couch staring blankly at the wall. You open the door, taking off your shoes before you go sit next to him. He relaxes when he sees you but something is still obviously bothering him.
“What’s going on?” You ask him, putting your hand on his knee.
“I just, I don’ know, I’m gettin’ old.” He frowns.
“You’re not old, Daryl.” You laugh, not believing that he’s even upset about that.
“Old to be datin’ a nineteen year old, yeah.”
You frown at hearing this. He’s never even once voiced his concern about the age difference between the two of you. Yeah, it was a pretty big difference, but you didn’t really think it mattered. The two of you were in love, nothing else mattered.
“Age has nothing to do with anything when it comes to relationships.” You frown, making him face you. He had been avoiding looking at you the entire time.
“I don’ want you to leave me for someone younger. Someone who aint double your age. Shit, Y/N, you’re closer to Carl’s age than you are mine.”
“If this is about whatever Glenn was telling you today-“
“It’s not.” Daryl cut you off. “It’s somethin’ I been thinking about for a while.”
“Daryl,” you sigh. “I’m never going to leave you for anyone. I promise. I don’t care about the age difference between us. You make me incredibly happy, happier than anyone else could. I love you.”
“I love you too,” He smiles. You love seeing him smile, you don’t get to see it often enough. “I’m sorry for freakin’ out. Just been bothering me for a while.”
“It shouldn’t. And you should have told me sooner. I would have rather not heard that from Rick.”
“Yeah, I think Rick’s kinda annoyed at me. I yelled at Glenn for givin’ me shit.” Daryl admits.
“You gotta have known that Glenn was joking, though.”
“I did, but like I said, just been botherin’ me for a while.”
You don’t respond, you just start kissing him. He pulls you up onto his lap, putting his hands underneath your shirt as your hands grasp his hair. You start grinding your hips over his lower area, feeling it harden underneath you.
“Now, I do believe I owe you back for this morning.” You pull away from the kiss.
Hi hi hi I was wondering if you could write some Carl grimes smut for me? Something a little less lovey dovey, maybe the reader did something really bad ass and he kinda just has raging hormones and idk the world needs more Carl grimes smut.
a/N: I agree the world does need more Carl Grimes smut. So here’s some now. Also I’m sorry if this sucks!!! xo
Warnings: SMUT, language lol
Summary: When you leave Alexandria you find out that Carl followed you. You, thinking he followed you to chaperone you, told him your could handle yourself. Carl finds out that you can handle yourself. And he thinks it’s hot.
Don’t be afraid to request anything!!! xo
You grab your bag from the sofa and leave the house as fast as you possibly can. You wanted to go on a run today by yourself. There wasn’t really a particular reason why but you liked the idea of being alone when looking for things. You walk to the gates to see that Spencer is on watch and you smile to yourself, knowing how easy it’ll be to leave Alexandria.
“Everything alright?” He asks and you simply nod at him.
“Yeah, I’m just off out to get a few things.” You continue to walk but Spencer stops you.
“Is it important stuff, because you can’t go out if it’s unnecessary.” He shakes his head and you raise your eyebrows at him.
“You think I don’t know that. Of course it’s necessary.” You mutter before looking over your shoulder to see if anyone had figured out that you were leaving Alexandria. You look back at Spencer and he shrugs his shoulders but when you can tell he’s going against his better judgement by the look on his face. He slides the gate open and you almost run out but you walk normally so that Spencer doesn’t get suspicious.
“Thanks Spencer.” You smile at him and he nods at you before closing the gates. You breath in and let out a big sigh as you begin to walk.
You find a small sort of town and begin to look in shops and you find essential stuff like toothpaste, toilet roll all the stuff you know you need but you also come across silly stuff like stuffed animals and the one thing that catches your eye is a necklace. It had a heart on the end of it and although you knew you’d never wear it, you kept it anyway. You continue to look through every shelf when you hear something coming from the isle next to yours.
You take your knife out and hold it in front of you as you begin to walk towards the sound. You take a deep breath as you try to be as quiet as you can. You turn the corner to see who or what was in the isle but instead your head comes in contact with a chest. You move back quickly, raising your knife to see Carl with his hands raised and smiling.
“Please don’t kill me, I beg.” He says in a monotone. You give him a sarcastic smile and turn back around to look for more things.
“So you’re following me now?” You utter and Carl gives you a wry chuckle. He catches up with you and walks with you, side by side.
“No and yes. I followed you because you left Alexandria without telling anyone and-” You cut him off before he can say anything and stop him from walking so that he listens to you.
“Actually I told Spencer and besides I don’t need a chaperone when I go on a run.” You growl and he smirks.
“I’m not chaperoning you, I decided to go on a run too and we just sort of bumped into each other.” He whispers and you roll your eyes. Cocky bastard.
You leave the shop, with Carl trailing behind you of course, and enter another. You search each isle for things you could take back but find nothing. You move to the last isle and as you turn the corner your eyes widen. Several walkers begin to walk your way.
“Carl!” You shout but then you realise he’s by the entrance of the shop which means it would take him a while to get to you. You take out your knife and plunge it into one of their heads. You do the same to 3 others before taking out your gun and shooting the rest of them. One by one they all drop to the floor and when you turn around you see Carl stood there, staring at you.
“What?” You ask and he raises his brows smiles.
“That was kind of hot, holy shit.” He says in disbelief as he continues to stare at you.
“Me killing walkers is hot? Keep it in your pants alright.” You scoff as you stride past him. He follows behind you and just before you leave the store you feel his hand on your arm. He tugs and you’re back is against a wall as Carl’s face is dangerously close to yours.
“It’s not the killing the walkers that’s hot. You can definitely handle yourself. That was hot.” He whispers. You gulp and realise that your breathing is very fast paced and so you take a deep breath to try to control it. You look him in the eye.
“I’m not sure if I should take that as a compliment.” You whisper and he tilts his head to the side and nods slowly.
“A compliment.” He says as he moves to the door. You stand still for a second and take a deep breath. “You coming?” He asks, his hand still on the door. You nod your head and follow him out the door.
“Let’s find another store.” He sighs and you continue to follow him but your mind is somewhere else. You were aroused and confused. Carl had made you aroused and confused and you frown. You weren’t going to lie, it turned you on. You walk through the door of a new shop and Carl sets off to find stuff for Alexandria but you feel as though you can’t move. You’d never felt this turned on before. And you’d never felt this turned on by Carl before.
Sure, Carl sometime’s made you all hot and bothered and sometimes you wanted to kiss him. Actually you wanted to kiss him all the time but he never really showed a sign of interest.
“Earth to (Y/n). Are you okay?” Carl waves his hand in your face and you are brought back to reality. “Come on I found something.” He says as he takes your hand and leads you to an isle and he shows you a bunch of ammo. “This could be very useful for my dad, me. Maybe even you if you’re gonna shoot some walkers again.” He whispers to you and before you know it your back is against some shelves and Carl’s lips move to your ear.
“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about how hot you looked.” He mumbles and he lowers his head to your neck and places a soft but wet kiss there. You tilt you neck so he has better access and then he bites and sucks at you neck, making sure to leave a mark. Your breath hitches in your throat as his tongue licks over the spot he just left a hickey.
You raise your hands to his face and pull him to your lips. You kiss each other hard and rough and his hand roams over your body.
“Bet you’d look even hotter without clothes on.” He mumbles, his lips still connected to your slightly. He steps back a bit and you are breathing quickly and harshly as he lifts your top over your head and quickly get’s rid of your bra. He attaches his lips to your neck and begins to travel south of your collar bone and then down to your right breast. He attaches his mouth to your nipple and sucks hard. You moan out as you arch into his mouth and he looks up at you and winks.
“Tell me what you want.” He says when he moves from your breast to your face as his thumb runs along your bottom lip. You roll your eyes.
“I want you.” You whisper and Carl stands back and shakes his head.
“You’re gonna have to be more specific than that.” He says while his fingers start to toy at the button on your jeans.
“I want you fuck me Carl.” You whisper seductively and his eye’s widen. He smirks at you as he undoes the button on your jeans.
“Your wish is my command, but first I have to have a taste.” He says and it a second he is on his knees and tugging down your trouser and your underwear along with it. You look down at him and he looks up at you before diving in. He licks up your slit and then starts to kitten lick at your clit. You scramble for something to hold on to and so you find the shelf behind you and Car’ls hair.
He moans when you tug and you moan at the vibrations he sends through your pussy as you breath heavily.
“I’m gonna come soon Carl, oh my god.” You whimper from above him and he stops his actions. You look at him as he raises himself. “What are you doing?”
“I’m granting your wish.” He says with a smug smile and he tugs down his jeans and grabs a hold of himself but, to Carl’s surprise, you drop down to your knees and return the favour. “What the hell- oh shit.” He says but as soon as he feels your lips around his cock he moans.
You bob your head and his hands move to wrap your hair in his hand. You continue to bob until you take him out of your mouth and lick a stripe up the underside of his cock and then your place your lips around the tip and suck and look up at him while you do it.
He winks down at you and you smile before removing your lips from his cock. He pulls your face up to his and kisses you roughly.
“Will you grant my wish now?” You bat your eyelashes at him and he chuckles. He moves his hand to align his cock with your entrance and he looks at you and nods as if to ask for approval. You bite your lip and he throws his head back as he thrust up into you hard. You both moan out loudly and he thrust into you again and again, each thrust followed by a moan.
“God I’ve been wanting to do this all day, you feel fucking amazing around my cock.” He whispers against your neck. You both buckle from the pleasure and end up on the floor of the shop. You are underneath him while he continues to thrust into you and your back is arching from the floor.
“Fuck me, oh my God Carl.” You moan out loudly and he moves his hand down to your clit and rubs fast circles.
“I thought I was.” He sarcastically comments and you smile as your eyes widen.
“I’m gonna come.” You shout and he starts to thrust into faster and harder as he pants. It’s not long before your back is arching and your lips have formed the perfect ‘o’ shape. You start to spasm around him and that’s when Carl pulls out of you and comes over the floor, careful not to get any on you. You both lay there panting and staring up at the ceiling.
“Holy fuck.” He says before he stands. “Come on. They’re probably wondering where we are.” He says and you stand as you both get dressed. You buckle up your belt and Carl notices something pink. He walks over and picks it up before showing it to you. “For Judith?” You nod and he puts it in his bag. “Aren’t you glad?” He asks and your furrow your brow.
“Glad about what?” You ask as you both leave the store.
“Aren’t you glad I followed you now?” He says and smirks. You laugh and punch him in the arm.
“No, I can still handle myself.” You laugh as you both head back to Alexandria. Carl doesn’t need to know, but you really are glad that he came. He can follow you every time you leave Alexandria for all you care.
As a child I felt myself to be
alone, and I am still, because I know things and must hint at things
which others apparently know nothing of, and for the most part do
not want to know. Loneliness does not come from having no people
about one, but from being unable to communicate the things that
seem important to oneself, or from holding certain views which
others find inadmissible.
I don’t ever expect to be reunited with Carl. But, the great thing is that when we were together, for nearly twenty years, we lived with a vivid appreciation of how brief and precious life is. We never trivialized the meaning of death by pretending it was anything other than a final parting. Every single moment that we were alive and we were together was miraculous-not miraculous in the sense of inexplicable or supernatural. We knew we were beneficiaries of chance…That pure chance could be so generous and so kind…That we could find each other, as Carl wrote so beautifully in Cosmos, you know, in the vastness of space and the immensity of time…That we could be together for twenty years. That is something which sustains me and it’s much more meaningful…The way he treated me and the way I treated him, the way we took care of each other and our family, while he lived. That is so much more important than the idea I will see him someday. I don’t think I’ll ever see Carl again. But I saw him. We saw each other. We found each other in the cosmos, and that was wonderful.
Request: Hey could you do an imagine where the reader is daryls daughter and carl finds her outside the walls while he’s on a run. He ask her what’s her name and she says (y/n) Dixon and carl brought her to the Hiltop so she can see daryl
I’m sorry for everybody that requested a long time ago but I’m starting to have less homework in school so I’m going to try and write everyone's requests.
The gravel crunched under my dusty boots as I walked along the abandoned roads. I killed any of the undead hanging in my way and hid from any herds that might have been passing by me on the way. The trick to staying alive was staying smart, meaning don’t let emotions get the best of you. My mother died trying to take out a herd that my younger sister got lost in and they lost. I don’t know where my father is. He never came back from the hunt…
It was just me now learning by myself, scavenging by myself, and surviving all by myself. My skills in education are far lacking than what they should be at. I stopped learning in school when I was about 8 but kept learning with my mother during the apocalypse making my level at 8th grade instead of 10th, where I should be at right now.
My mother thought that her medical skills and herbology came before anything more, fighting was second, and learning in education was last if we had the time. We were good for a couple of months but when the undead started coming together to become big herds we had to stay in front of them, which meant constant moving around. But when the inevitable came upon our camp one day there was no chance that we could’ve stopped what happened.
Now it was just me walking to find a safe haven walking to find any sort of safe looking home that I could use as protection for at least just a little while. And that’s when it happened. I saw the tin glitter across the tops of the trees and bolted towards what might be my protection. There was a very slim chance that this was actually a place to stay, it was either that or it was a construction sight that had hundreds of the undead upon it.
The sight of tall tin walls and the sound of human laughter and the barking of a dog was heard my heart lept with joy of my recent discovery. The only thing I could think to do was find an entrance and go into it. To my luck the entrance was just around the corner showing bars and a thin layer of camouflage fabric. It honestly looked like it was safe and it sure did sound like it too.
“Please let me in!” I yelled rattling the brown bars that kept me from the inside of the walls. Before I could even call out again the bars rattled and a kid with long brown hair with sheriff’s hat walked out to meet me.
“Who are you and how did you find us?” He asked his deep voice sounding hostile.
“I-I saw the tops of the walls above the trees and thought I’d see if I could find some people here.” I explained looking up at him seeing as I was only at his shoulders.
“What’s your name?” He asked his voice sounding softer seeing as no one was behind me or waiting for me to walk in.
“My name is Y/N Dixon.” I said and his eyes turned from hostile to curious.
“What do you mean Dixon?” He asked moving his head back and forth in disbelief. “ You know what nevermind. You come with me. We’re letting her in guys. She’s a Dixon. Close the gates.” He said behind him as we walked inside.
“What is this place?” I asked as my bag behind me rattled noisily.
“This is Alexandria. You will be told everything you need to know when you meet my father. He owns this place now. right along next to Glenn and Maggie and Daryl.” He explained glancing at me before turning away. The name was known in my m ind but I couldn’t put it to a face so it just drifted a while.
The sights around me where unbelieveably as I say people drinking lemonade on their porch sharing deep secrets about their past life.
“Dad we have company. She’s a Dixon!” I heard him say as we walked up the porch and right into a house. The door was wide open and for a second it made me on edge but then I remembered that there were walls up and people on watch so the tension quickly fell from my shoulders.
“Daryl. You have company.” A deep country voice said.
“What d’you nee-?” A gruff looking man stopped dead in his tracks and looked at me tears forming in his eyes. After a moment of recollection I put the name to the face and realized…
Sorry for the sucky ass ending but it’s early and I’m just trying to get these done. But also trying to not let you guys down. I love you guys and as soon as I finish these out I will open the requests again!
Summary: You and Carl have always had feelings for each other. These feelings have been left unsolved, until one night when the tension begins to be too much.
Warnings: Mentions of death, language, fluff, smut, unprotected sex (please don’t do this), loss of virginity
Having a devastatingly handsome guy as your best friend is probably the hardest thing in the world. Especially when you live in the same house together, and you’re around each other twenty four seven.
When you two had first met at the prison, you didn’t think he liked you. If you’re being honest, you actually thought he hated you. He would avoid you every time you tried to strike up a conversation with him, only saying a few words before he would just walk away.
Eventually you got him to open up to you, and he admitted that he was just nervous about being around a girl his age. He hadn’t had very many experiences with girls since the outbreak began. This turned into a beautiful friendship between you two, and now you’re staying together in the same house in Alexandria.
You know he has feelings for you, or at least he used to (there was an incident when you first arrived in Alexandria involving alcohol in which he admitted his feelings… yeah), but lately you weren’t sure. He’s been spending more and more time with Enid, and you’re starting to think he has feelings for her. You’re somewhat jealous, you’ll admit- you like Carl a lot, and you want him for yourself. But, of course, you’re too afraid to tell him how you feel. Which only makes you more frustrated, because you desperately want Carl. In more ways than one.