I Gotta Strange Request. For A Jagged Stone X Female Reader. Where His Kids, Luka And Juleka Couffaine,

I gotta strange request. For a Jagged Stone x female reader. Where His kids, Luka and Juleka Couffaine, get to meet her for the first time

Lmao not an odd request at all lmao. Rock stars are hot 💅 anyways! I did HC I hope that's alright, and jagged made some interesting choices when it came to introducing you to his kids🤣 sorry if these are not up to expectations I wrote this when I was extremely tired 😭

Anyways on with the show lol

Meeting the kids

Jagged stone x Fem! Reader

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You've been with Jagged for about 8 months by the time this all goes down. But nothing could have prepared you for this

Now one thing you should note is that he tells you everything. I mean everything. You know things about this man that maybe you shouldn't.

But as it turns out he had been keeping a pretty big secret from you.

He had told you that you were both going to go to dinner. And that he had a surprise for you at the restaurant. You were quite excited as you entered wondering what Jagged had in store for your evening.

Turns out there were two surprises, number one was that he had a kid. Well, not just one kid. He had Two and the second surprise was the two teenagers, a boy and a girl who sat in the booth across from us.

“Well kiddos, I want you to meet my lovely girlfriend!” he says awkwardly doing jazz hands towards me while looking at the kids.

They look as confused/pissed as you do

“You have children and didn't tell me I was meeting them before we got here?”

“You have a girlfriend and didn't tell us before we came here?” both party shout at him

Jagged grins uncomfortably “Well if I told you guys it would be a surprise then would it?” he says attempting to save himself

The three of you stare at him with disbelief, then look at each other and stand up to exit the booth instructing the rockstar to stay put.

You talk to the kids for a moment and they tell you their names are Luka and Juleka. You spend some time outside the restaurant getting to know the situation and coming up with a plan of action with the kids.

You all decide to give Jagged the benefit of the doubt knowing how he's still not used to being a father or a partner. You all decide to stay and have dinner. It goes surprisingly well and you and the kids hit it off pretty well (you talked with the kids more than Jagged Stone, to be honest)

Once you get back to your hotel room he's dead quiet for once standing in the doorway to the bed room until you've gotten you shoes off.

“So. What do you think?” he says

“I think your kid are very sweet and smart. I also think your sleeping on the couch tonight.”

“Fair enough.”

Drunk Dancin

Elliott (Sdv) X reader

(art from Pinterest)

This was so fun to write I hope you all enjoy! I got kinda lazy towards the end Sorry it's been awhile sense I've had inspo so this might be bad. Also I didn't proof read this shit🤣🖤

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It had been a rough day on the farm, the crops were dying due to the change in season, the animals were grumpy even though they had plenty to eat and space to wander, And then to top it off the mines nearly killed me, and now I grumpily stumble to the stardrop saloon.

It's a busy night for the tiny bar. Friday nights are always like that, groups and sad lonely souls gather there to drink, sing, and stumble out sometime past midnight every Friday without fail.

As I make my way inside I see it's still relatively quiet. I walk up to the bar nodding my head to Pam who sits at her usual corner.

“Hey kid you're looking rough, what happened this time?” she asks, turning her head to me with a slight chuckle as she takes a sip of her beer. I look at her with a sigh as I slump over the bar lazily grabbing my drink and sliding it closer to me. “Oh, you know the same old shit. Crops are assholes, and my animals and the creatures in the mines want me dead.” I say lifting my cup to my lips and downing half of my drink before lowering my glass. “It’s been fun,” I say giving her a sarcastic smile.

“Jesus kid you outta slow down there wont be any good tomorrow if you're sloshed,” she says with a grin. I look at her with a raised eyebrow before I can respond. She laughs. “I’m just kidding, the best cure for a shitty day is a drink. If I had any extra cash I would buy you one outta pity but well I'm kinda runnin’ a little short for my tab as is so.. Don’t tell Gus,” she tells me with a wink, I let out a little chuckle. “ Your secrets are safe with me,” I tell her before downing the rest of my drink and calling Gus over for another, which he gladly sells me before I get up from the bar and wander to a table neatly nested in the corner. I sit down and after a few minutes, I see my good friend Leah wander into the saloon collecting her drink from the bar. She wandered to the table next to me. “ well hey their Y/n what are you up to tonight.”She asks as she pulls out her seat to sit down.

I look up at her with a grin holding up my drink. “Girl I’m drinking in hopes I don't wake up tomorrow sober!” I tell her as we both laugh. “ Jeez Y/n what the hell did you do now, don't you tell me you passed out in those mines again!” she jokes with a grin on her face as she takes a sip of her beer.

“Hey now I didn't pass out, but I got too damn close to those rock crabs are the devil.'' I shake my head as I chuckle. “ They keep sneaking up on me and by the time I see one of those things there are 3 more behind me.” I say Leah just laughs “Sounds like you need to buy some armor or something if you gonna keep going down there-” she starts to say before a new voice unintentionally cuts her off.

“Good evening Leah,y/n how are you both tonight?” the person says, looking towards the voice we see Elliott. I was starting to wonder where he was normally earlier. “ hey El where were you? You're a bit later than usual.” I ask the redhead. He just chuckles and takes a seat in between the two tables. “Well, you know how I was having a dry spell of inspiration? Well, I don't know What hit me but today I was able to get 3 chapters done in my novel! I was so caught up in it that I didn't even realize the whole day had run away from me. I feel so alive at the moment!” he tells us excitedly. For the past week, Elliott has been talking about how he had no clue what to write in this book of his, it was kind of sad to see him so upset, but now he's happy and inspired again! Don't get me wrong is amazing, I'm happy for him and even happier that he's so much more enthusiastic and optimistic now, but I just wish he was like this 3 days ago. Because now his joy is feeling a bit suffocating. Or maybe that's just because of my shitty day.

Even so, I sit there and listen to him excitedly explaining some plot twist he wanted to add to a future chapter.

As he speaks I can't help but tune into the music playing from the jukebox. It's decently loud but not enough to give you a headache and the songs playing are mostly from the 70’s and 80's. I guess Gus has decent musical taste! Who knew?

About an hour has passed and our little trio has had our fair share of drinks. We sit there joking around for a little longer before Leah thinks it might be a good idea to pull Elliott and me up to dance. “Leah I don’t know how fuckin to dance??” I slur as she pulls me up. She groans “Come on don't be lame let all just dance! I bet you can do it! Elliott, don't you think they can do it too??” she asks him. Elliott being a little less than drunk more on the tipsy side just laughs.

“ You know I think they can! Go on, go dance, you can do it,” he says, giving me a slight push. Without thinking I grab onto his hand and spin around to face him. “You know what! I’ll go if you come with us.”

Telling him to come with us was the worst thing to say ever.

Cause he was an amazing dancer with a couple of drinks under his belt. And he looked divine doing it. His red suit jacket had been long forgotten on the back of his chair, his long red hair was put up messily in a bun and he was dancing like he should have been on a stage.

He swayed and spun, stumbled once or twice, and laughed with us when we pointed it out to him. It was a beautiful thing to witness, but he didn't take my focus away completely, as Leah and I had been spinning around together, jumping up and down bobbing our heads to the beat as we stumbled and laughed.

As we dance my head starts to spin, dizziness overcoming every aspect of my mind and vision almost knocking me down. But as I stumble, a hand grabs my wrist from behind and spins me around full circle. As I nearly fall forward the person's other hand finds its way to my waist pulling me towards them, my back hits their chest and I hear a laugh. “I can see you've been having fun, you should be more careful, you just never know who you'll stumble into.”

Recognizing the voice, a dopey grin creeps onto my face as I turn my head to look at the culprit.

And just as I guessed it was Elliott standing behind me with an oddly placed smirk on his face. Seeing him sobers me up a little bit in the best way possible.

“ Well now you're the one who grabbed me, I could have stumbled my way into anyone I like. you just happened to be quick about it.” I said with a giggle as I spun around one more to the beat of the song playing. Now facing him as we move around the dancefloor.

“Yes, well. Ah, what can I say i can't think of a good excuse at the moment. I’ve wanted to dance with you for quite some time, And when I saw you had wandered out of Leah's grasp well. I suppose you can call me somewhat of an opportunist.” he says as we both let out a laugh

“ Well, I can’t say I'm complaining that you took that opportunity.” I wink “Nothing against Leah she's quite a good dancer.”

“Better than me?” Elliott says with a joking tone. “Definitely,” I responded with a grin. He places a dramatic hand on his chest as he tries to flip his hair forgetting it's put up at the moment “I’m hurt, I thought I was better than that.” he jokes. A small chuckle escapes me at the gesture before the night goes on and blurs together, not in the sense that I don't remember more like that of a watercolor painting when the colors bleed into one another as we had dancing in a wave of color that turns into something else entirely.

The door of the saloon swung open as we exited, we were one of the last few folks leaving. Leah had left about an hour prior leaving us to our fun, not without saying goodbye first. Waving goodnight to Gus, me and Elliott make our way to the town square. Stopping I turn to him with a tired look “Are you sure you wanna walk me home? It's getting pretty late.'' I asked him. It's not like the walk to the farm is long but for him to walk all the way there and then to the beach is quite the trek even with shortcuts it can take quite a while. “Of course. I'm not gonna let you walk home alone at this hour. It wouldn't be right, especially after the drinks you had earlier.” he tells me with a grin i gaze at him skeptically. Looking him up and down.

Even after the long night he looks surprisingly put together in a semi-messy way, his hair is still put up in that messy bun from earlier but now some more strands are pulled out some of them sticking to his face after the night of dancing, his white dress shirt was wrinkled now and his red coat was lazily thrown over his shoulder. Even so, his posture was still surprisingly straight though he was very slightly hunched over but it was kinda hard to notice. After a few moments, I shrugged my shoulders “Well if you insist.”I told him.

“Oh, I insist” he smiles, turning to the side he offers me his arm. I laugh a bit and take it “Trying to pull the gentlemen card tonight Elliott?” I joke as we make our way past the little garden turning the corner to make our descent down the pathway that leads to my farm. “ I don't need to pull a card. It's just who I am,” he says, his voice a bit smoother than before. Making a little heat rise to my face. I thank the dark shadows of the night for shielding the small details from his view. Damn, that silver tongue of his. I think to myself before I remember to respond “Whatever you say El.” I chuckle looking straight ahead of us. The air is cool as we walk but not uncomfortable in the slightest. It is more of a calming breeze that floats past us picking up the smell of some of the freshly bloomed spring flowers with a slight smell of rain from the previous day. I feel as though I could never tire of the night air, And to admit walking with the man that's haunted my dreams each night just adds that little bit more to it that makes it hard for me to remember that it's real.

“Well, here we are.” I hear Elliott mumble pulling me out of my thoughts. I didn’t even realize we had walked up the steps to my front porch. “ thank you so much, Elliott.'' I smile warmly at him as I release his arm from my hold. “ It was really sweet of you to walk me home tonight. And also thank you for the fun night you and Leah provided me with.” I told him.

“It's always a pleasure, and I would do it again any time any place,” he responds with a nod. a small grin gracing his features. A few moments pass before he decides to speak once more

“ Well I suppose it's getting quite late and I wouldn't want to keep you up too late so I guess I'll be going now,” he says hesitantly. I bow my head with a smile before opening my door a small bit of confidence overcoming me as I get i silly idea

“ Well, it's not that late, how about you come inside for a moment and grab some tea before you go?”

“ that. Would be lovely. As long as you don't mind.” he says taking a step inside my home.

“ I don't mind, I offered,” I responded with a laugh closing the door behind us as I went to heat the kettle. It was a small offer but it was a night neither of us would forget for a long time.

I’m ace, aro and tired

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Thanks for all the requests!! Sorry it’s taking me a bit to get them out but I’m working as fast as I can with the little time I’ve had lately! I just wanted to keep y’all updated and tell you all I love you very much!!! And I hope you all have a lovely day/night 🖤 love you all my little goblins.

Love long lost Pt3

Aaravos x Fem!reader

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Warnings: None that I can think of but I finished writing this as I was having a interesting mental time so I honestly don't think no shit anymore 😭

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I stand looking into the broken shards of the mirror, it's only been a couple of hours yet, The burning Mark of my forehead remains, a sigil that emanates a blue glow that burns anything that comes close to it.

We tried removing it, wiping it, erasing it with one of Callum's spells, yet it stayed. I’m about to ask Rayla to lend me her blade so I can cut it off. I want nothing more to do with it, I want to forget what I saw, forget Aaravos, and go home. Wherever that may be.

As I stare at my reflection, And the mirror that Aaravos broke, I can't help but think about those scenes. They were cryptic, disturbing, and yet beautiful. When I woke I had the intention of telling the group what was presented to me in those visions but my voice was caught in my throat. I wish I had known what to say but the words would not bring themselves to me.

“Hey, Y/n” I whip around turning to the voice in surprise, realizing it's just Callum I let out a sigh of relief. “Oh hey, Callum.” I say turning back to the mirror “Did you need something?” I ask him, ever since I woke up I've avoided him, even though the actions were not his own, But those of Aaravos, I still can't bring myself to look at him after he was the last thing I saw before being tormented by those visions, I feel horrible but the back of my mind blames him for even bringing that mirror in the first place if he would have just left it none of this would have happened. But then again we wouldn't know what we were up against if he hadn't. I still can't get those faces out of my mind, I want answers and I think I know who I might have to ask to get them.

“Yeah, I kind of did.” Callum says rubbing the back of his neck nervously, “I wanted to check up on you and apologize for what happened earlier.” he tells me taking a couple more steps before sitting on a rock, I nod my head looking at him in one of the broken shards of the mirror before turning to face him.

“It's fine Callum. You didn't have control of yourself, therefore your actions were not yours and I forgive you." I say with a small reassuring smile as I take a seat beside him on the rock. I can’t avoid Him forever. So I might as well forgive him.

He nods his head to me, “It was horrifying not being able to control my body or my voice. It was like I was a puppet with strings around my limbs. I mean I was forced to hurt my friends and my brother, and what he made me do to you.. I’m just really sorry Y/n i just can't say it enough.” he says placing his head in his hands before rubbing his temples in a stressed-out manner,

“ Callum, like I said it's ok I forgive you. You're one of my closest friends. I know you are goodhearted, there's no need to build a case for yourself. I understand completely.” I say patting him on the back a bit in a comforting manner.

For a few moments, we sit like that, before Callum lifts his head to look at me. “Y/n if you don't mind me asking ... What did you see when Aaravos made me use that spell on you?” he asks with a bit of hesitance resting in his tone like he was afraid to even mention that moment that happened but a few hours ago. It's understandable. Everything is still so fresh in our minds, I can remember each word, each movement, hell I can even remember the hue of the colors in the room at the time,And how the light hit them.

Still, I can't help but let out a sigh as the visions flash through my mind, the last scene in particular sticking with me, the sound of the cries and the screams. God they won't leave my mind they haunt me at every moment. I shake my head a bit to hopefully disperse my thoughts, sadly it goes in vain as they stay clear as the night sky that seems to shine particularly bright tonight to my great displeasure.

I lower my gaze to some loose pebbles at our feet as I speak. “ I saw him, Aaravos. But it was different, he was different and he was with a woman in each scene I saw him in. It felt like I was seeing the past.” I tell Callum, returning my gaze to him once more. “What do you mean by scene?” he asks with confusion.

“ you know, like I saw multiple visions.” I explain rolling my foot around on the pebbles

“The first one I saw him in a tavern, hidden in the very back, then this performer showed up. But the scene changed before I got a good look at her. That's when this happened.” I say showing him my now bandaged fingers from when I had clawed at the tavern door. He uncomfortably shifts away from my wounded hands, the image of them being torn up and me clawing on a wooden door making him cringe at the thought.

“Then I finally got a good look at them in the second vision. I recognized the girl by her outfit at first, I had recognized Aaravos by his voice at the tavern so I already knew it was him. In my vision, they were meeting up in the woods, pretty secretly from the looks of it.” I told Callum.

“What kind of secret? Like kidnapper secret or evil ‘Let's destroy the world plans’ secret?’ he asks and I laugh

“ no no, neither it looked like it was more of a lover's way, and that was only confirmed by my third and final vision,” I explained with a grin. It feels good to tell someone about what I saw. I know it wasn't that long ago but ever since I woke up it has been eating me alive, and this mark has been burning.

“ Well, what happened in your third vision?” Callum asks with an intrigued expression.

“Well I woke up in a cave, and then they ran in all torn up, and she started screaming at him, and he wouldn't respond to her until she yelled at him once more and he screamed back and then the vision ended with his slamming his arms into the wall as she cried on the cave floor. I woke up before I could get any more answers.” I explain with a groan. “ It's just none of it makes any sense. I don't understand why I was shown any of that though. It all was so random, none of those things fit together." I say with frustration as I kick one of the pebbles by our feet away to an unknown location in the storm spire.

Callum seems to be in deep thought, in a moment it seems as though a light went off in his brain and he grabs his sketchbook. “ Here just out of curiosity would you describe what Aaravos and the woman looked like?” he asks as he readies his pencil. “ not sure how much help that would be but I suppose I could.” I agree. I can't think of how a drawing of them could help us in any way but I decided I can afford to humor Callum for a little while.

Little time passes as we sit there, as I describe the two people I can see Callum's face shift with concentration. But as I describe the elf woman, his face starts to slowly get more confused and he starts to dart his eyes back and forth between me and the drawing frequently. “ Is something wrong My friend?” I ask abruptly, Callum's head shoots up to look at me then I get back to the drawing and then to me once more. “ Well, nothing's wrong… I guess it's just…” he pauses for a minute before he holds the sketch up next to my face. “ with what you've described to me, it ended up looking like…” he trails off for a moment before pointing to the mirror, I'm able to see my reflection in the broken shards, the drawing is indeed the woman I saw, and yes I thought she looked a little bit like me when I saw her. But seeing her next to me I quickly realized that she did not only look like me, and sound like me. She was me.

She was me, and I didn't know how. These visions were not mine, but they felt so real like they couldn't be anything but a memory and I can't think of a reason Aaravos would fight so hard to show me visions that are not real. Thinking of it now he seemed to know me well, And the way he spoke to me with such personal hatred only confirmed it. But Zubeia had told us all that it's been over a century since Aaravos’s imprisonment, so how could he hate someone he doesn't know?

I’m pulled out of my thoughts by Callum announcing to me he's done with the drawing. I hadn't even noticed it wasn't being held up to my face anymore. As I turn to Callum he shows me the drawing. And it's a replica of both Aaravos and the mysterious woman from my vision.

“ That's exactly right, you did well.” I compliment Him as he smiles a bit, ripping the drawing out of his sketchbook and handing it to me. I thank him as I look at the drawing before an idea pops into my mind. “ Hey Callum, do you know if Queen Zubeia is here at the moment,” I ask him

“ yeah she's here, she's sitting with the other up front. Why?” he asks with a raised eyebrow,

“ I need to talk to her in private, but I don't wish to speak to the others yet. Could you ask her if she would be willing to speak to me?” I ask Callum with a dazed look still deep in thought. He nods his head “ I'll ask her, if you need anything else feel free to ask, I owe you now.” he says with a bit of a chuckle as he leaves the room.

A couple of minutes pass and I hear the heavy steps of the dragon queen entering the room, I turn to face her as she enters, giving her a small bow. “ Queen Zubeia, thank you for accepting to speak with me. I’m sorry I didn't ask you myself. I didn't think it right to talk to the others just yet,” I explained to her. She simply nods her head and sits in her regular spot in the room. “ there's no need to bow to me Y/n, Callum told me about your visions.” she sighs

“When Callum said you wished to speak to me about them I was not surprised I figured you would have a lot of questions. but before I tell you everything you must realize that You were' supposed to know about this just yet.' 'she tells me. I look at her in curiosity, Anxious about what she's going to say. Whenever a story starts with ‘ you weren't supposed to know ‘I can tell it's gonna be bad.

Zubeia meets my gaze and she speaks once more “Before I tell you these Atrocities, are you positive you are ready to handle the burden of this tale, knowing that it could tear the group that Xadia relies on apart?” I nod my head to her “ I must know my queen, I fear if I am left to my speculation I might go mad.” I tell her, “Now please I must have an answer. Who is she?” I say holding up the picture of Aaravos and the woman that Callum drew so that the dragon queen could get a good view.

“I figured that would be your first question. And to answer it I have a story to tell you. It's About A humble performer and the star who corrupted her.” Zubeia says looking up through the hole in the storm spire that shows the night sky, I follow her gaze as I listen to her.

“Centuries ago there was A young, sweet elven girl. She was a dancer who would travel across Xadia With her performance group. At the time Xadia was whole and humans and elves were living together, It was not harmonious as you can assume. But in some places, people were a bit more open-minded. Most of the time these places had quite the night life and the taverns and inns would be packed full of elves and humans combined." She starts by bringing her gaze back down to me as I sit down on a rock to listen.

“Well one night The woman and her group came to perform in one of these taverns, and there she met him.” she continues, “Aaravos?” I ask, and Zubeia nods. “ Yes, child Aaravos. He was quite charming and she couldn't help but be drawn to him, and as time went on and they saw more of each other they developed a friendship, he would go to her shows and teach her magic, and she would tell stories of him and the great ones to people all over Xadia through her songs and stories, and with the magic he taught her the performances became more popular and people would pay to see her and the group perform together With Aaravos always hovering in the background or the shadows.” Zubeia tells me.

‘Well, that explains a lot’ I thought to myself as I looked at the mirror in my peripheral vision. This is all stuff that was blatantly obvious in the story so I struggle a bit to completely tune into the story but I realize i can't afford to lose any of this information.

“ Well one day, The woman told Aaravos to meet her at a certain part of the woods after her show one night. He agreed to do so and met her in the little hidden clearing of the forest, once he got there though he was met with some unexpected words. A confession. The woman told him that during their time together she had gained feelings for him.

She was terrified of how he would react. He was one of the great ones after all, But some of her worry was washed away when he also confessed that he shared her feelings. She was overjoyed of course. But they both knew that if any found out about them, she would be in grave danger. There were stories in the past of the mortal lovers of the mysterious entities who would be burned at the stake, under unknown superstition. So they decided to stay secret.” Zubeia explains with an almost hushed voice.

“ Wait, why would they burn the mortal lovers at the stake, wouldn't that just piss off the great one whose lover they burned?” I ask in confusion. As Zubeia chuckles

“ Well back then like I said it was an unknown superstition, but the reason they had done it before was rumored to be because the other great ones would order mortals to do it to keep the other one in line, Back then they were almost seen as gods. People worshiped them. I’m assuming they thought if one of them was with a mortal being they would lose power and respect so they ordered death to any mortal who could seduce one of them.” Zubeia explained.

“ Anyways, so for a long time, they kept the secret. But one night when they had met in that same clearing once more, The bard from the woman's group found them and ran away in fear. Not because he had seen them together. But because unknowing to Aaravos’s lover he had gained a bounty on his head for the suspected murder of the dragon queen Luna Tenebris, and The queen of lux Aurea Queen Aditi.

unfortunately, Aaravos saw the bard and went to chase after him, but the woman stopped him in confusion, as she trusted the bard he was a good friend of hers for many years. But then the sound of a humongous mob sounded in the distance, making Aaravos grab the woman in her confusion and run through the forest. She knew that something was off when he took her and ran, it was too out of character for him.

As they ran the mob gained on them a bit and she tripped and fell behind. The mob paid her no mind and ran right past her. Unknowing to them Aaravos had teleported himself back to grab her. The rain and mud made it hard to trudge through the forest but eventually, they reached a small cave..”

“Oh, I know this part from my last vision! They got into an argument once they got there cause he wouldn't tell her what was happening.” I chime in with a grin. I know the story is quite grim, but so much has come to light and I can't help but smile as my mind is slowly eased every moment, but it only replaces old questions with new ones I realize as my smile drops a bit.

“Well,” Zubeia says with a sigh. “ He left her in that cave. He left and the next morning She was found lying unconscious on the rocky ground. Turns out that the cave was the nest of an Earth dragon, It had witnessed the whole ordeal and knew that the Archdragons were looking for Aaravos. So it picked him up and brought her to us.” Zubeia says with a frown. Clearing her throat a bit before continuing her voice a bit sad.

“Now Y/n this is part of the story that I can't possibly prepare you for, The actions of me, Avizandum, and the other archdragons, Are unforgivable as they were originally. But especially meeting you and knowing you now Y/n as a friend it breaks me even more now.” Zubeia says grimly. As she bows her head down so shes at my level a bit. “Y/n what I’m going to tell you is going to make you hate us all. But you need to be told as it is crucial information. But before I do, I must explain to you. That the woman in this story is not random…” she says to me with sad eyes.

“She's me isn't she,” I ask, staring at the picture.

“I beg your pardon? Zubeia says in surprise.

“She's me isn't she?” I ask once more, glancing up at her with a blank expression.

“ Unfortunately.”

my bday is coming and I need a fic about characters like Carl and Daryl and whoever else see you high and live vibing ya know !

Bett happy birthday boo!! I got youuu

Carl x high! reader Daryl x high! reader

Carl:

If people think Carl was the sober dude yall wrong

That motherfucker was the teenager who gets high behind his dad's back

Even as an adult he's stoned during shit thinking he's slick

He's not his dad was a cop but now that Carl's older he can't really say anything tbh

With you he is the dude you pass the bong to last cause he HUFFS that shit hard as fuck

Bro takes half the bowl in a hit ( this is targeted to a friend of mine. You know who you are)

But he's fun to smoke with he gets insulting but he gets so creative with it that it's just funny instead of insulting

One time Eugene walked in to yall playing uno and stared trying to tell yall how to play and out of nowhere he says to him " you look like if humans evolved from puffefish then had sex with a lizard."

Did it make sense. No no it did not. Was it funny absolutely

Other than that he's just chill he would honestly be the type to get tired and wanna nap with you

Or if you can find some old rachet DVD player that hasn't been destroyed yet yall watch a movie.

Daryl

He honestly is the exact opposite he gets high he wants to work on something like his motorcycle or a car or anything he can get his hands on really

He just wants to work and be on the move constantly

He's the Hugh one that constantly wants to take you on adventures to random places

If McDonald's was still a thing in the apocalypse he would fuck that shit up

He's also the most big backed motherfucker when he's high and if you have a plate no you don't cause he took tha shit

He spaces out most of the time though so he's not really to interesting high. Honestly it's hard to tell if he is

He crashes hard though after takes a fatass nap then wakes up feelin dizzy and shit yall know that weed hangover

Other than that just don't give him alcohol if he's drunk cause him and a crossfire are not a good match

Someone will get hurt 🤣

Sorry this is short I'm tired and lazy/ dead asf but I hope you still enjoy this for your birthday!! Have a good day/night my goblin friend 🖤🖤