"every living creature dies alone..." in which two souls entwine in the sweltering southern heat, destined to haunt each other as the dance of death promises to write their story very, very short. carl grimes x oc --- season eight

𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲, 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰-𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡. 𝐚 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐝, 𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲... 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤. 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫. 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝. 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨. 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐰.

At North Shore High, chaos meets couture when Regina George, the untouchable queen bee, crosses paths with Rodrick Heffley, a grungy drummer who thinks eyeliner counts as personality. What starts as playful mockery spirals into a full-blown battle of ego, charm, and accidental chemistry. Between student scandals, revenge plots, and late-night band practices, Regina finds herself intrigued by the one boy too shameless to fear her. Rodrick? He's a goner, hopelessly simping for the girl who could destroy him with a smile.

❝Charlotte mattered to him in ways no one else could. Carl loved her like breathing, like it was something he couldn't not do.❞

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖘 𝖆 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖘 - 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝. xoxo, angelicfawn

ᴄᴀʀʟ ɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱ (ᴛᴠ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ) x ʟʏᴅɪᴀ (ᴄᴏᴍɪᴄ/ᴀᴜ) ♱ "𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲, 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠." "𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" "𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞." ♱ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬. ♱ ᴛᴡᴅ ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇʟɪɴᴇ ᴀᴋᴀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ

ᴄᴀʀʟ ɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱ x ɴᴇɢᴀɴ'ꜱ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ♱ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐬. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝. 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲. 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭. ♱ ᴛᴡᴅ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴꜱ 7-8

ᴄᴀʀʟ ɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱ x ɴᴇɢᴀɴ'ꜱ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ♱ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥'𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐚𝐰. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐞. ♱ ꜱᴇᴛ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴛᴡᴅ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ 9 ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴊᴜᴍᴘ ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇʟɪɴᴇ ᴀᴋᴀ ᴄᴀʀʟ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇᴅ