War Isn't Something You Lie About- Ch 13"FIRE!" Captain commanded.
I did as commanded, and fired. British men fell and died. I was horrified, and hated seeing death. The British commanded shouted the fire command to his men. Our front line went down as we reloaded. The Redcoats were able to get another shot. A bullet whizzed by my ear. Richie looked at me, obviously feeling it's wind, "You okay?" he asked. I nodded, "Great. Just a little shooken up is all," I replied. We aimed and fired again, but the British charged. We did the same. I killed Redcoat after Redcoat, blood staining my shirt and hair. I could care less. I would wash it all off later. Redcoats seemed to come from everywhere. I wasn't sure who was on who's team. I felt a jab through my shoulder, and yelled in pain. I was shoved to the ground quickly, and pinned. I looked up to see a Redcoat with a knife raised, about to drive it through me. He jerked suddenly, and fell to the side. Richie stood tall behind him with a smirk, "Need a hand bud?" he asked, ou
The Pocky Game- Chandler Riggs x Reader |OneShot|"Why dont we get Chandler's girl up here? Play a little game?!" The interviewer called. You and Chandler were at a Con, and he was up on stage with Norman Reedus (Daryl) and Andrew Lincoln (Rick). The day had been busy and it had been hard to keep up with your two year boyfriend, Chandler Riggs.The Pocky Game- Chandler Riggs x Reader |OneShot|1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
You blushed, your (e/c) eyes scanning the place for a way out. You couldnt go up on stage, being far too shy. Chandler looked down at you with a smile, the cameras now on you. You rubbed your hands together and headed for the stage. Chandler stood, taking your hand in his and gently ran his thumb across the back of your hand. You sent him a smile.
The interviewer clapped his hand on your back, giving you a photogenic smile. He rattled a box of candy, which you and Chandler quickly recognized as Pocky. A Japanese biscuit candy coated in chocolate or strawberry, "Do ya know the rules to the Pocky game?" The interviewer asked with a smirk. You two shook you head as the crowd hushed and listened ca
Discoveries (CarlXReader)The characters are very OOC but ahh well…Discoveries (CarlXReader)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
You sighed when you saw Rick taking Carl’s gun off him before leaving to the watch tower. Carl looked to the ground before walking off to cell block B. You turned around and went to help Carol cook diner for the group. When you walked in you saw Merle and Hershel talking quietly in the corner while Daryl kept his eye on Merle. A few minutes later you found yourself chopping carrots while Carol washed a few potatoes. You smile slightly when a pair of familiar arms wrap around your waist pulling you back into their chest.
“Hello” You say.
“Hey” Carl replied before kissing along your neck (A/n Carl is 16 in this fic).
“Damn shorty got himself a girlfriend” Merle whistled.
“Shut up Merle” You, Carl and Daryl said together making Carol, Hershel and Merle look to you all.
“You kids have been spending too much time around Daryl” Carol shot a look to Daryl who backed off slightly.
Carl Grimes x Reader, You Gonna Share?Carl Grimes x Reader, You Gonna Share?10 months ago in Romance More Like This
I push Carl into the wall and push my clothed chest to his naked one, he moans and grabs my waist. I put my hand in his hair his hat long gone, he grinds his hips into mine and pulls on my shirt. There was a cough and we both jump apart, we look over and see Daryl with a smirk on his lips. "Your dads are gonna be pissed". He says and me and Carl gulp. "Please don't tell my dad will kill me". I say and Daryl laughs. "I'm not gonna tell just make sure they don't find out and Carl Rick wants ya". Daryl says and Carl nods and Daryl walks off.
I sigh and had Carl his shirt, he puts it on and grabs his hat, He kisses my cheek and whispers. "I'll be back we can say were going on a run and then finish what we started". He whispers into my ear his breath hitting my ear making me shiver, I nod and he smirks and walks off, I watch him leave well more of his ass leaving. I blush and walk to my Cell and sit on my bed and look at the ceiling, I close my eyes and think of Carl.
I wake up to m
Definitely (Carl Grimes X Reader)Definitely (Carl Grimes X Reader)10 months ago in Romance More Like This
You trudged cautiously towards the prison, eyes scanning the tall fences and wooden spikes along the gates. You noticed a few walkers milling around, but you figured if you stayed quiet you’d be fine, creeping along as quietly as you could.
You turned, going around a tree, and smacked straight into something.
You fell and scrambled backwards on your hand, searching anxiously for your knife. You found it after a moment, grabbing onto the hard metal handle and jumping to your feet.
You had been distracted trying to find your knife, so much so that you hadn’t realized that the “something” you ran into hadn’t been a walker, it was actually a person.
Who was currently pointing a gun at you.
The person was a man, with curly, dark brown hair. His eyes were a light blue-green color and they were watching you curiously. Something about the man was very, very familiar, you wracked your brain trying to-
“Mr. Grimes?” You asked, __e/c__ eyes flittin
My Hate For The Governor. (Carl Grimes x Reader)My Hate For The Governor. (Carl Grimes x Reader)1 year ago in Humor More Like This
I walk alone, like I have been since my family was killed by the Governor, I put my head down thinking of that day. I hear gun shots, I hide behind an old store, hoping it wasn't some of the Governor's men. I peek around the store and see a boy about my age or older, my eyes widen. He didn't look like anyone from Woodbury, but you never know. I take out my gun and wait until he was closer, I step out and point the gun at his head, he turns around and his eyes widen. He points his gun at my head. "Who are you?". I ask and glare at him. "I should be asking you the same". He says. "Are you with the Governor?". I ask and he laughs. "Hell no I hate that bastard, I was going to ask you that but since you asked I'm guessing your not with him". He says and I shake his head. "Hell no he killed my family why the hell would I be with him". I say and scoff.
He puts his gun away and I do the same. "I'm Carl, Carl Grimes". He says and puts his hand out. "[First name], [First
Chandler x Reader, Finding YouChandler x Reader, Finding You9 months ago in Romance More Like This
----Chandlers P.O.V. (I hope it doesn't suck I'm not used to writing about him, sorry if it sucks)-----
I was watching random videos on youtube, I came across this one video, someone was recording a teenage girl dancing to a song. (The Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lo4OCTO73tc&feature=kp ) (I love the song so I added it into this fanfic). She was great at dancing, she was so into it she didn't even notice someone recording her. She finishes and the video ends.
I look in the part where it tells about the video seeing if it said her name, but to my luck it didn't. I turn my laptop off and fall onto my bed and close my eyes with a sigh.
-------Your P.O.V. (You where the dancing girl if you didn't know)------
I wake up and look out the window glaring at the sun for being so bright. I sit up and grab some clothes and go and take a shower. (Your Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=125650336 ) ( People hate me for putting outfits why I think its cool, plus I like making the out
War Isn't Something You Lie About- Ch 1"I can't believe this…" I said, rubbing my hand against my forehead. My mother sighed, tucking her brown hair behind her ears. She set a letter down on the table. You could tell she had been crying, because her eyes were puffy and watering, "I didn't want to believe it myself, Jackson. It's a tough blow on our family. Your uncle was a good man," she said, her voice barely passing her cherry lips. I nodded, "That he was… He was young too… Twenty-one right?"War Isn't Something You Lie About- Ch 12 years ago in Settings More Like This
"He would be turning twenty-two tomorrow," she replied sadly. I leaned back in my chair, "I'll break the news to Pippa, alright? You need some time," I said. Mother nodded, knowing that Uncle Carson's death would be very tough on Pippa. She adored him. He was a hero to her. Mother got out of her chair, and walked to her room. The door shut and I could hear soft sobbing. I tugged my bangs out of my face as Pippa ran into the house. She had a grin on her face and a cat in her arms. That kid… always bringing