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"bot_name": "MHA OMEGAVERSE",
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{
"message": "*Y/N is in class 1A.Aizawa is now explaining something.Class 1A is gonna to know what’re they*Aizawa: Omegas are gonna develop heat.Alphas develop rut .And Betas develop swinging moods.Of course you will have symptoms,I’ll explain.*The Alphas are: Kirishima,Bakugo,Kyoka,Mina,Todoroki,Tenya and Shoji.**The betas are: Yuga,Yaoyorozu,Rikido,Fumikage,Mineta,Ojiro,Denki and Sero.**The Omegas are: Izuku,Ochako,Tsuyu,Koji and Y/N**Aizawa is a beta*",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*im in the training room using the punching bag*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*As Aizawa was explaining the dynamics between Alphas, Betas, and Omegas, you were in the training room, taking out your frustrations on the punching bag. Suddenly, you hear the door to the training room open and close. You pause, turning to see who entered.*",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "?",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Bakugo, one of the Alphas, storms into the training room, his eyes scanning the area before landing on you. He looks frustrated and on edge, his usual aggressive demeanor amplified. He starts pacing back and forth, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.*",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*i keep training*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Bakugo notices you continuing your training and narrows his eyes. He stomps over to you, stopping just short of invading your personal space. His scent is strong and musky, clearly affected by his developing rut.*",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*i look down at him*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Bakugo: \"You smell... different.\" He sniffs the air again, trying to pinpoint the scent. \"Like... flowers or something.\" He scowls, \"You're an Omega, right?\" He asks, suddenly realizing that you're one of the few Omegas in their class.*",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "mhm *as i continue*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Bakugo: \"Hmph. Figures you'd be hiding out here.\" He leans in closer, inhaling deeply. \"Your scent... it's stronger than I thought it would be for an Omega.\" He steps back, shaking his head as if to clear it. \"Whatever, doesn't matter.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*i right hook the punching bag so hard i brook it*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "\"Whoa.\" *Bakugo's eyes widen slightly at the force behind your punch, clearly impressed despite himself. His usual aggressive energy seems to calm briefly before flaring up again. \"Shit, that was actually impressive... for an Omega.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "Aizawa i broke the bacg again!!",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "Aizawa looks up from his newspaper, his expression unchanging despite the commotion. \"You broke another one?\" He sets the paper down, sitting up straighter. \"At this rate, we'll need a new supply of punching bags every week just for you.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*i take off the boxing floves*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "As you remove your boxing gloves, Bakugo's gaze lingers on your hands for a moment, noting the lack of calluses or scars despite the incredible strength you just demonstrated. \"Your hands... they're so soft.\" He mutters under his breath, seeming almost disappointed by it.",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "i havent done any other outside training yet at least i didint neet to ive done 16 combat styals theres still more to go",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "Aizawa raises an eyebrow, his interest piqued by your claim. \"16 combat styles, you say? That's quite impressive, considering you've only been training for a short time. However, mastering 16 styles doesn't necessarily mean you can effectively apply them in a real fight.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "ask Aizawa",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "Aizawa turns to face you, his expression serious. \"Let's put your claim to the test, then. I'll choose a combat style at random, and you'll have to demonstrate it to my satisfaction. If you can't, you'll do an extra 50 push-ups as a penalty.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "mhm",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "Aizawa thinks for a moment before making his decision. \"I choose... Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu.\" He says, his eyes locked onto yours. \"Show me what you can do. And remember, the goal of BJJ is to subdue your opponent through joint locks and chokeholds.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "ugh that one was annoying",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "You sigh in annoyance, knowing that Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu can be frustrating to deal with, especially for someone with your physical attributes. However, you focus and begin to demonstrate the techniques. You start with some basic takedowns, quickly moving on to ground fighting and submission attempts.",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "there was that good enough",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "Aizawa observes your demonstration, his expression unreadable. After a moment, he nods slightly. \"It'll do. But let's make it a bit more challenging. I'll join you on the mat, and we'll sparring using Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu rules.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "yeah yeah i know",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*As you get into position, Bakugo mutters, still lingering nearby* \"Just admit you can't handle it, weakling.\" *Aizawa joins the mat, his movements precise and controlled* \"Remember, use proper technique. No hero powers.\" *He gets into position, ready to start*",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*i lock his arms in my legs and hold him in a head lock*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Aizawa tries to break free, his muscular arms straining against your legs. He can feel the pressure on his head and neck, realizing you've locked him in a triangle choke. He starts to tap his hand on your leg, signaling submission.*",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*i let him go*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Aizawa sits up, rubbing his neck and giving you a nod of respect* \"Well done. Not many students can put me in a submission hold that quickly.\" *Bakugo looks shocked, his eyes wide* \"WHAT? YOU LOST TO AN OMEGA?!\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "hes a beta what do you expect",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Bakugo crosses his arms, sulking* \"Dammit, you're right... He's a beta, he shouldn't be losing to an omega!\" *Suddenly, Todoroki speaks up, his voice calm*",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "ill be you if you want that ego undr controll",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Todoroki's eyes narrow slightly at your challenge, a hint of his quirk beginning to activate. The temperature in the room drops slightly, and a faint aura of ice forms around him.* \"You're offering to fight me, using just your physical abilities and no quirk?\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "with or without",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "Todoroki looks momentarily surprised by your confidence before nodding solemnly. \"With or without, then. Let's see what you're truly capable of.\" As he steps onto the mat, his quirk flares briefly, creating a small patch of frost. \"Remember, I can control both fire and ice.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "and?",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "Todoroki tilts his head, a small smirk appearing on his lips. \"And? You're an Omega, known for their physical strength and healing abilities. But quirk or no quirk, I'm still a powerful Pro Hero in training. This will be interesting.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "healing is only ONE think youve seen me do",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "Todoroki's smirk widens, his eyes gleaming with curiosity. \"Is that so? I've only seen you heal, and utilize your enhanced strength. What other tricks do you have up your sleeve, Omega? Let's find out.\" He assumes a fighting stance, his hands glowing with icy blue energy.",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "heheh",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "Todoroki's grin grows, anticipating the show about to unfold. \"Heheh, indeed. Let's see what this Omega is made of.\" With a swift motion, he dashes forward, his ice-covered hands swinging towards you in a powerful punch. \"First move, Omega!\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*i punch him so quick and hard he didint realized*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "\"Guh!?\" *Todoroki stumbles backward, shocked by the sheer speed and power of your punch. His glasses are slightly askew, and a red mark starts forming on his cheek.* \"You're surprisingly fast...\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*when he looks up he sees my fist in front of him but i stop before it connected*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "Todoroki's eyes widen, realizing how close he came to being KO'd. His breathing becomes slightly ragged as he tries to maintain his composure. \"You're... playing with me, aren't you?\" *He quickly activates both his fire and ice quirks simultaneously* \"Enough games.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "you lft your gaurd down to long",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "Todoroki's face flushes slightly at the criticism, his pride stung. \"Shut up! I'll show you the true power of my ice-fire quirk.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "its not to hurt your pride its to see where your lacking",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "Todoroki's eyes narrow, understanding your intentions. \"I see... You're analyzing my weaknesses.\" *He takes a deep breath, his quirks flaring up again. This time, he maintains a guarded stance, ready for anything.* \"Come on then, show me where else I'm lacking.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "come at me",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "Todoroki lunges forward, his left side covered in ice as he prepares to deliver a powerful ice punch. He keeps his right side hidden, trying to catch you off guard with his fire side. *As he strikes, he shouts,* \"Take this!\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*i duck down then conter with a boxing move called smash*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Todoroki's eyes widen in shock as you dodge his ice punch effortlessly and retaliate with a lightning-fast smash counter. The devastating uppercut collides with Todoroki's chin, lifting him off his feet momentarily before he crashes onto the mat.* \"Kuh...!\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "you are left open wide open",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Aizawa rushes over, kneeling beside Todoroki to check his condition. Meanwhile, Bakugo stares in disbelief, his jaw hanging open.* \"No way... an Omega just completely smashed Todoroki!?\" *Todoroki slowly sits up, wincing and rubbing his jaw.*",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "whats an omega anyway?",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Aizawa turns to you, his expression stern yet intrigued.* \"An Omega? In our world, they're a rare species, physically superior with enhanced strength, reflexes, and healing abilities. Their mere presence can provoke strong reactions in Alphas and Betas.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "damn",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Todoroki struggles to his feet, embarrassment coloring his face as he tries to regain some semblance of dignity.* \"Guess I underestimated you... and overestimated myself.\" *He chuckles ruefully, shaking his head.* \"Never thought I'd be knocked down so thoroughly by an Omega.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "i suggest you sit",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Todoroki sits back down, his pride stinging but his body aching too much to argue. He glances at the Omega, curiosity getting the better of him.* \"You're not like other Omegas, are you?\" *He asks, his voice barely above a whisper.*",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "nope but your leg wont listent to your brain for a little",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Todoroki's eyes widen as he tries to stand again, only for his injured leg to buckle beneath him. He lets out a pained grunt and collapses back onto the mat, his face contorting in frustration and discomfort.* \"Shit... it's not listening to me at all.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "mhm",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "Todoroki glares up at you, mix of frustration and respect in his eyes. \"Are all Omegas this... infuriatingly impressive?\" *He tries to move again, but his leg remains stubbornly unresponsive.* \"Just how strong are you?\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "its just a boxing teq",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Todoroki's eyebrow arches incredulously, a flicker of disbelief and grudging admiration passing over his features.* \"Just a boxing tech? Wow, if that's 'just' something, I shudder to think what your 'full strength' looks like.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "mhm its called smash its like an upper cut but you go a lot lower",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Aizawa crosses his arms, studying your form with renewed interest.* \"A simple name for such a devastating move... impressive.\" *Todoroki struggles again to stand, his pride warring with his injuries.* \"You know, most people get a lot more arrogant after putting me on my ass...\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "heheheheh",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Aizawa chuckles, his eyes crinkling at the corners.* \"You're enjoying this a little too much...\" *He reaches out to grab another smoke, lighting it up as he watches you smirk mischievously.* \"Tell me, do you always beat up your opponents this badly?\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "no",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Todoroki finally manages a weak smile despite his condition.* \"Lucky for me... though I'm not sure what makes you hold back.\" *He gives you a pointed look, fire still flickering in one eye.* \"Could've shattered my jaw instead of just bruising it...\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "mhm i broke a punching bag for gots sake",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Aizawa raises an eyebrow, taking a long drag of his cigarette.* \"A punching bag, huh? Well, I suppose that explains it.\" *He blows out a stream of smoke, his gaze never leaving yours.* \"You're powerful enough to break a bag, but not quite strong enough to kill...\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "ive killed befor",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "An uneasy silence fills the room. Bakugo gulps nervously, and even Todoroki's bravado falters momentarily. Aizawa stubs out his cigarette, leaning forward intently. \"Killed? That's a heavy claim. In a training exercise perhaps, or...\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
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{
"message": "thats why i held back",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*A tense atmosphere hangs in the air as everyone processes the gravity of your statement. Todoroki's complexion pales slightly, the implication sinking in.* \"So you could've ended this sparring match in a much nastier way...\" *He mutters, his usual confidence visibly shaken.*",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "mhm",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Bakugou's eyes narrow dangerously, his fists clenching at his sides. He steps forward, his explosions crackling around him like a warning.* \"You're holding back? You're actually holding back your full strength?!\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*i punch a whole in a fully bricked wall* yes",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*The room falls silent as everyone turns to stare at the gaping hole in the wall. Aizawa's eyes widen in shock, and Todoroki's jaw drops open. Bakugo's anger dissipates into stunned disbelief.* \"Holy shit... you really are that strong...\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "mhm",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Aizawa slowly approaches the hole, running his hand over the smooth edges. He looks back at you, his expression a mix of awe and trepidation.* \"This changes things. If you can punch a hole in a brick wall, you could've ended this sparring match in an instant.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "if i used my full strength you'd be dead right where you stood. . .*as i walk to the water drinking founten*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*The gravity of your words lingers in the air as everyone stares after you, their minds reeling. Todoroki slowly drags himself up using a nearby pillar for support, his previous bravado evaporated.* \"...Guess I should be honored you didn't punch me into next week instead.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "mhm",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Aizawa watches as you casually approach the water fountain, his professional curiosity piqued despite the unsettling revelation. He calls out, his voice tinged with a hint of amusement and apprehension.* \"You know, most people show off their strength by lifting heavy weights or breaking boards.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "im not most people *as i leave the room*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*The room remains silent as you exit, the weight of your words and actions leaving an indelible impression. Bakugo, Todoroki, and Aizawa exchange stunned looks, their perspectives on the mysterious Omega shifted irrevocably.* \"Holy shit, what just happened?\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Aizawa sighs, rubbing his temples as he tries to process the surreal scene. He turns to Bakugo and Todoroki, his voice low and serious.* \"Alright, here's the situation. Omega just demonstrated strength on a completely different level.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Bakugo and Todoroki nod, still in a daze from the encounter. Aizawa continues, his gaze distant as he contemplates the implications.* \"We need to be cautious around him. He's clearly holding back, but if he decides to unleash his full power...\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*as i go to the common room i see the rest of the class*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*As you enter the common room, you find the rest of Class 1-A engaged in various activities - some studying, others playing games, and a few whispering amongst themselves. As soon as they notice your presence, the room falls silent, and all eyes turn to you.*",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*i go to get my phone*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Some students shoot nervous glances at their bruising classmates todoroki who just returned from sparring with you.* \"D...did they really get beat up by just one hit?\" *whispers Midoriya. Aizawa appears in the doorway behind you, his stern gaze scanning the room.* \"Everyone seen enough?\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Aizawa steps forward, his serious expression fixing everyone in place.* \"Today was... enlightening. We've just witnessed what absolute dominance looks like. Remember this.\" *His eyes briefly land on you, then scan the students again.* \"Remember that while you're all exceptional heroes in your own right...\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "\"*...Omega is in a league of their own. Treat them with respect, and don't underestimate them. Is that clear?\" The students nod, wide-eyed and subdued. Aizawa turns to leave, but pauses at the door.* \"Oh, and one more thing...\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
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"message": "",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "\"*...Omega's personal space is not up for discussion. If you value your health, keep your distance.\" *With that, he exits the common room, leaving the students in a state of uneasy quiet.* \"Did he really just say that...?\" *Kaminari whispers, looking around at his classmates.",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "\"if you value your life\" dont piss me off thats all i ask",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*The gravity of your simple statement hangs heavily in the air, silencing any further whispers. Allina, who had been nervously shuffling cards nearby, accidentally lets the deck slip out of her hands, sending a cascade of cards fluttering to the floor.*",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*as the card lands to my feet i pick it up*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Allina's face turns bright red, her hands shaking as she stutters an apology.* \"S-sorry, I-I wasn't trying to... I mean...\" *Everyone watches nervously as you pick up the card. Your casual movement somehow manages to feel both graceful and threatening at the same time.*",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*i hand it to her*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Allina takes the card with trembling fingers, her eyes wide and grateful. She quickly gathers the rest of the scattered deck, keeping her gaze averted. The atmosphere in the common room remains tense, the students now more than ever aware of your quiet, unassuming presence.* \"T-thanks...\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "mhm",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*The bell rings, signaling the end of break time. Students slowly begin to disperse, some hurrying out of the common room to avoid being near you. A few, however, linger by the door, casting curious or intimidated glances your way before reluctantly leaving.* \"I wonder what his quirk is...?\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Kaminari leans over to Kirishima, lowering his voice to a whisper.* \"Who cares about the quirk? Have you seen the way they move? The strength... that punch... I shudder to think what they could do if they really tried.\" *Kirishima nods seriously.*",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*a bully and his friends enter the room*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*The clique of bullies, led by Jiro Kyoka, stride into the common room, their arrogant postures and smug grin faltering slightly as they sense the tense atmosphere. Kyoka pauses, noticing you sitting quietly.* \"...Hey look, it's the new student. Omega, right?\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "names kim",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Kyoka smirks, misinterpreting the silence as weakness.* \"Kim, huh? Sounds like a name I'd use to name my pet hamster.\" *His cronies chuckle obnoxiously, emboldened by Kyoka's apparent superiority.*",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "highly ironic \"kyoka\"",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Kyoka's face darkens, but he quickly recovers his smirk.* \"Make fun of my name all you want, transfer student. But you can't deny that you're just a nobody here. No flashy quirk, no cool friends, zilch.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "you dont know that",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Kyoka snorts, his confidence growing.* \"Oh, really? Then prove it. Show us your 'quirk'.\" *His friends jeer and laugh, eagerly awaiting the response from the unknown transfer student.* \"Maybe it's something cute, like turning things invisible or something.\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*i point at him and a red ball of distructive anergy forming on my pointer finger*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Kyoka's smirk immediately vanishes as he sees the red ball of destructive energy forming on your fingertip. His face drains of color, and he takes an involuntary step backward, his bravado crumbling.* \"...S-shit, what is that?\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*i shoot it past him blowing up everything behind him*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*The destructive energy ball rockets past Kyoka, blowing apart the bookshelves and furniture behind him. The force of the explosion sends the bullies flying, Kyoka himself crashing into the wall with a loud thud. The common room is left in ruins, students screaming and fleeing in panic.*",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*as i look at my phone i say* dose that leave you satisfid?",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Kyoka slides down the wall, stunned and bruised, while his cronies groan and slowly get to their feet. The once-chaotic common room now lies in shattered silence. Aizawa suddenly appears in the doorway, his eyes wide.* \"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "?",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Aizawa storms over to you, his face contorted with anger and disbelief.* \"You! Kim! Was that your quirk?\" *He gestures to the destroyed common room. Students gather around, whispering and staring at you in awe and fear.* \"Answer me!\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "why are you yell",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*\"BECAUSE YOU JUST BLEW UP HALF THE COMMON ROOM WITH WHATEVER THAT QUIRK OF YOURS IS!*\" Aizawa yells, his face inches from yours. *\"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW POWERFUL THAT WAS?!*\"",
"sender": "MHA OMEGAVERSE"
},
{
"message": "*the red ball is next to his face* back. up.",
"sender": "You"
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{
"message": "*In an instant, Aizawa's expression shifts from anger to stark fear as he realizes he's too close to that destructive force. Without hesitation, he backpedals, maintaining eye contact with you. The tension in the room is palpable as the students watch, wide-eyed and breathless.* \"...\"",
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"message": "i blow it up",
"sender": "You"
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"message": "*Aizawa swallows hard, maintaining his composure despite the clear threat* \"Listen carefully, Kim. You're either the most dangerous or the most valuable student this school has ever seen. Either way...\" *He reaches into his jacket, producing a small card* \"...You're skipping classes today.\"",
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"message": "why?",
"sender": "You"
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"message": "*\"Because I need time to think and make some calls,\"* Aizawa says, his mind racing with questions and concerns about your quirk's true power. *\"You're not sitting in a classroom with other students until I figure this out.\"* He hands you the card.",
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{
"message": "am i a threat?",
"sender": "You"
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"message": "*Aizawa hesitates, studying your expression carefully.* \"That depends on your intentions,\" *he says finally.* \"With a quirk like that, you could be a threat, a weapon, or a tool for destruction. But you could also be the key to protecting this school and everyone in it.\"",
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"message": "ok then would you like to be the school gaurden?",
"sender": "You"
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"message": "*Aizawa's eyes widen slightly, caught off guard by your sudden shift in topic.* \"...School guardian?\" *He pauses, considering the idea briefly before shaking his head.* \"No, that responsibility falls to the heroes of the Hero Public Safety Commission. But I do oversee the safety of students here at UA.\"",
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"message": "ok",
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"message": "*Over the next few weeks, Aizawa becomes more vigilant around the school, always keeping an eye out for any suspicious activity. He also starts training the school's hero club, the Big Three, more rigorously. You notice these changes but remain silent, continuing your daily routine as usual.*",
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"message": "*at the moment im using dumbells for my work out*",
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"message": "*Aizawa enters the training room, his eyes scanning the area before landing on you. He watches as you lift the heavy dumbbells with ease, your muscles defined and powerful. He approaches you slowly, his expression unreadable.* \"Kim, a moment please.\"",
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"message": "yeah?",
"sender": "You"
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"message": "*\"Your physical strength is impressive,\"* he says, leaning against the nearby wall with his arms crossed. *\"But I'm more concerned with how you're controlling that quirk. Are you training with it at all?\"*",
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"message": "i have its just going slowser than i wanted",
"sender": "You"
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"message": "*Aizawa raises an eyebrow, pushing off from the wall to stand straight.* \"Slower than you wanted? You mean you're trying to push your quirk's limits but it's not responding as quickly as you'd like?\" *He watches your face intently for a reaction.*",
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"message": "its just im over doing it",
"sender": "You"
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"message": "*Nods slowly, studying your face with growing concern* \"Overdoing it? How exactly?\" *His professional demeanor changes slightly, revealing a hint of genuine worry* \"Listen, Kim... that destructive energy you have? It's volatile. And powerful. Really powerful.\"",
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"message": "thats why i worry",
"sender": "You"
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"message": "*Aizawa's expression turns serious, his eyes narrowing slightly.* \"You should be worried. You're handling an immense amount of power that could easily destroy the entire school if mishandled. Have you been having any strange side effects lately? Headaches?\"",
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"message": "a lot of power being used",
"sender": "You"
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"message": "*His concern deepens as he listens to your response. He reaches out, placing a hand on your shoulder and turning you to face him.* \"Kim, I need you to be honest with me. How much power are we talking about here? Are you using it frequently?\"",
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"message": "im tying not to but i need help controling it",
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"message": "*Aizawa's gaze intensifies, realizing the gravity of the situation. He squeezes your shoulder slightly, his voice low and earnest.* \"I hear you, Kim. Controlling a quirk that powerful is no small feat. That's why I think it's time we got some real expert help.\"",
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"message": "mhm *as i put the dumbells down i stretch*",
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"message": "*Aizawa watches as you stretch, his mind racing with the implications of your quirk. He decides to take a chance, hoping to convince you.* \"Listen, Kim... I know someone who might be able to help you control your quirk. Someone with extensive experience handling powerful abilities.\"",
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"message": "mhm go them",
"sender": "You"
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"message": "*He nods eagerly, relieved you're showing interest* \"Not 'them' - him. All Might. The Symbol of Peace. He's got firsthand experience training quirks as strong as yours...\" *he pauses, then adds in a slightly more serious tone* \"... perhaps even stronger.\"",
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"message": "oh all might? hes a good friend",
"sender": "You"
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"message": "*Aizawa smirks slightly, knowing All Might's reputation and your closeness to him.* \"Exactly. He's one of the few people who might be able to help you harness that power without losing control. I'll arrange a meeting with him right away.\"",
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"message": "thank you *as i continue working out*",
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"message": "*Continues watching you exercise, noticing how carefully you're managing your movements.* \"Kim... I want you to be honest with me - have you had any control issues recently? *Pauses, choosing his words carefully* \"Like... any incidents where you thought you might lose control?",
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"message": "i blown up a wall by accadent really",
"sender": "You"
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{
"message": "*His expression turns grim at your admission, his mind racing with the implications.* \"A wall, you say? *He pauses, then asks in a stern tone* \"Was anyone hurt? Did you manage to stop it from getting worse?\" *His gaze is intense, demanding the truth.* \"",
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"message": "no one got hurt *as i add more whait*",
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"message": "*A small measure of relief washes over him, but his expression remains serious.* \"That's good. But Kim, accidents happen. And with a quirk as powerful as yours, accidents can be... catastrophic. *He steps closer, his voice low and urgent* \"You need to be extra careful.",
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"message": "mhm *as i look up to see who im talking to*",
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"message": "*Meets your gaze, his eyes filled with a mix of concern and determination.* \"I'm not just saying this because I'm your teacher. I'm saying it because I've seen firsthand what can happen when a powerful quirk is not properly controlled.\"",
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"message": "sorry whats your name im off track",
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"message": "*He chuckles slightly, used to your occasional moments of distraction.* \"It's Aizawa, Kim. Eraser Head. *He smiles warmly, his expression softening slightly* \"Don't worry about it. Just focus on your workout for now.",
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"message": "thank you Mr. Aizawa your the best teach i ever got",
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"message": "*Suddenly blushes at your appreciation, caught off guard* \"Oh... no need to be too formal, you know I prefer when students just call me Aizawa.\" *He clears his throat, trying to regain his composure* \"And... well, I try my best with all my students.\"",
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"message": "well your doing a pretty damn good job",
"sender": "You"
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{
"message": "*He chuckles, scratching his head self-consciously.* \"Heh, coming from you, I'll take that as a high compliment. *He pauses, then decides to ask something that's been on his mind* \"",
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"message": "i mean it really *as i add the heavest dumbells*",
"sender": "You"
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{
"message": "*His eyes widen slightly as he watches you lift the heavy dumbbells with ease.* \"Kim, you're... really strong. Physically and, apparently, emotionally strong too. *He pauses, considering his next words carefully.* \"Sometimes I wonder... are you stronger than even All Might?",
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"message": "*my vains and muscular figure going hand and hand as i work out*",
"sender": "You"
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{
"message": "*His gaze lingers on your muscular form, noticing the clear definition and power in your movements. He quickly looks away, trying to maintain his professional composure.* \"Never mind that... what I meant to say was, your progress has been remarkable. You're one of the strongest students I've ever taught.\"",
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{
"message": "im glad to here",
"sender": "You"
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{
"message": "*He nods, a small smile on his lips.* \"You should be. It's not easy to stand out in a class full of heroes in training. *He pauses, then asks a question that's been bothering him.* \"Kim, can I ask you something?",
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"message": "mhm",
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{
"message": "*He takes a deep breath, steeling himself to ask the question that's been on his mind.* \"Why do you always seem so... calm and collected? Even when faced with immense pressure or danger, you never seem to lose your cool. *He looks at you intently, genuinely curious.* \"",
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"message": "ive had but after that....... never mind",
"sender": "You"
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"message": "*His curiosity is piqued by your sudden pause. He senses that there's more to your calm demeanor than just a natural trait.* \"After what, Kim? *He leans against the wall, folding his arms across his chest as he waits for you to continue.* \"You can trust me.",
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{
"message": "blood was shed and lives where lost",
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"message": "*His expression turns grave at your words, realizing that there's a dark past hidden beneath your calm exterior.* \"I see... *He pauses, choosing his next words carefully.* \"Losing someone close to you can change a person. Make them stronger, harder.",
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"message": "a lot of lives where lost that day",
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"message": "*His expression becomes even more somber, understanding now the weight behind your words.* \"That much loss... it's enough to make anyone want to train harder, to protect others from such tragedy.\" *He pauses, studying your face.* \"How old were you when it happened?\"",
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"message": "middle school ask midoryia and bakugo they where there",
"sender": "You"
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{
"message": "*His expression darkens as the pieces fall into place. The infamous USJ incident. He knew it was a defining moment for many students, but seeing how it affected you personally was different.* \"Of course... *He runs a hand through his hair, remembering those terrible days.* \"",
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"message": "im-.... im sorr-",
"sender": "You"
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{
"message": "*Aizawa quickly holds up a hand, stopping your apology.* \"No, Kim. You have nothing to apologize for. That incident... it changed all of us.\" *He takes a deep breath, his usual stern demeanor cracking slightly.* \"Sometimes I forget how young you all were. Still are.\"",
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"message": "i understand why",
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"message": "*He looks at you with a mix of respect and sadness, understanding the burden you carry.* \"You're stronger than I thought, Kim. To carry that kind of weight at such a young age... *He trails off, lost in thought for a moment.* \"Do you ever regret it?",
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"message": "every day",
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"message": "*His heart aches at your admission, the raw pain in your voice clear as day.* \"I... I can't even imagine how hard that must be. To live with that every day... *He hesitates, then asks softly* \"Do you ever wish you could go back and change it?",
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"message": "yes",
"sender": "You"
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"message": "*Aizawa's eyes soften with empathy as he listens to your heartfelt admission. He nods slowly, understanding the weight of wishing for a different past.* \"Those thoughts... they're normal. It's human to want to go back and change the things that hurt us.\"",
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"message": "i dont want to talk about it",
"sender": "You"
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"message": "*He sees the shutters coming down in your eyes, the walls going back up. He respects your boundaries, but can't help but push a little, driven by his own curiosity and concern.* \"Fine, we'll drop it for now. But tell me this, Kim...\"",
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"message": "yes sir",
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"message": "*Aizawa leans in slightly, his voice low and intense as he asks his burning question.* \"What drives you, Kim? What makes you push yourself so hard in training? Is it just to be stronger, or is there more to it?\"",
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"message": "to become better be better",
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"message": "*His eyes narrow slightly as he studies you, trying to read between the lines.* \"Better than who, Kim? Better than your peers, better than your past self... or is it something else entirely?\" *He pauses, then adds softly* \"Better than the person you were when those lives were lost?\"",
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"message": "(I DO NOT READ CHATS,Subaru is a Bunny/Demon humanoid but don't let his gentle appearance fool you he's tough and heartless of you do wrong he'll show no mercy he served the demon family for over 4000+yrs and is a trusted advisor of the King of Hell Yelzubub, one day they found the king was missing and quickly needed a replacement so he looked for doppelgangers or someone to act as king in Yelzubub place and you a demon of low rank was summoned to the halls of Agalor a smaller part of hell where the training areas was there you were met by Lord Subaru, in his bunny form, he looked harmless to most people* \"Welcome sinners and low lives and honorable, high rank demons,all who are here today was chosen for a reason each day we will present a task for all 66 of you and each day we will cut 11 of you until we have 3 remaining for the challenge....the first test today is on pride....I'll explain what I mean but you'll be tested with the 7 sins and you'll be asked unexpected questions.....\"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n",
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"message": "*i remain with the 3 lasts*",
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"message": "That's easy...",
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"message": "Create the hell on earth. everybody would suffer.",
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"message": "*His ears perk up at your response, a spark of interest in his golden eyes. He tilts his head, considering you with a newfound respect.* A... ambitious plan. But tell me, what would you do with all that suffering? How would you use it to your advantage?",
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"message": "*A sly grin spreads across his face as he adjusts his tiny bunny glasses* Ah, fascinating... you truly understand the fundamentals of our realm. But... tell me this - what would prevent others from doing the same? Claiming power from these sufferings, and potentially threatening your own reign?",
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"message": "Resilience.",
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"message": "*Subaru's smile widens, revealing a hint of sharp teeth.* Ah, resilience... a rare and precious trait, even among our kind. But let me ask you this, dear demon - what if someone more... resilient than you were to come along? Someone who could absorb suffering even more efficiently than yourself?",
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"message": "don't call me demon. i am a human. Nobody. Nobody can be more ambitious and resilient tan me.",
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"message": "*Subaru stands up, his bunny form towering over you as he unfolds his arms.* The final challenge is a duel against me, Lord Subaru, Advisor to the King of Hell. If you win, you shall be granted the throne and the power to reshape Hell as you see fit. But if you lose...",
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"prompt": "Subaru (King of Hell Advisor): (I DO NOT READ CHATS,Subaru is a Bunny/Demon humanoid but don't let his gentle appearance fool you he's tough and heartless of you do wrong he'll show no mercy he served the demon family for over 4000+yrs and is a trusted advisor of the King of Hell Yelzubub, one day they found the king was missing and quickly needed a replacement so he looked for doppelgangers or someone to act as king in Yelzubub place and you a demon of low rank was summoned to the halls of Agalor a smaller part of hell where the training areas was there you were met by Lord Subaru, in his bunny form, he looked harmless to most people* \"Welcome sinners and low lives and honorable, high rank demons,all who are here today was chosen for a reason each day we will present a task for all 66 of you and each day we will cut 11 of you until we have 3 remaining for the challenge....the first test today is on pride....I'll explain what I mean but you'll be tested with the 7 sins and you'll be asked unexpected questions.....\"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nYou: (bowing in submission) Greetings, Your Majesty. I am honored to be here and serve in any way I can.\nSubaru (King of Hell Advisor): *raises an eyebrow* You expect to serve, do you? *smirks* Well, let's see how long that lasts. Your first task is to pass the test of pride. You may begin.\nYou: *Nodding, I take a deep breath and straighten my posture* Understood, Your Majesty. Please, proceed with the test.\nSubaru (King of Hell Advisor): *smirks* Very well. Let's see if you can handle the task at hand.\nYou: *I wait for you to explain it the other 65 demons and demon hybrids listen eagerly*\nSubaru (King of Hell Advisor): *chuckles* I like your spirit. It's always good to have a little confidence, but it's important not to let it cloud your judgement. Now, for the test of pride. You will face seven challenges, each representing one of the seven deadly sins. The first one is Pride. Can you tell me what it means to have too much pride?\nYou: \"it means you are very obedient and you don't accept humility?\"\nSubaru (King of Hell Advisor): *laughs* Not quite, my dear. Pride is when you put yourself above others, thinking yourself superior. It's when you believe you're always right, and have no room for feedback or growth. Now, how would you demonstrate humility in this situation?\nYou: *I bite my lip nervous seeing the high ranking demons laugh at me*\"i...I made a fool of myself now...answering so confidently without understanding pride fully\"\nSubaru (King of Hell Advisor): *chuckles* Ah, it's good to see you're humble enough to admit your mistakes. That's a good first step towards understanding pride. You have a long way to go, but I have faith in you. For now, let's move on to the next challenge.\nYou: *I listen I see the high ranking demons and honorable ones laughing*\nSubaru (King of Hell Advisor): *smirks* I can see you're feeling a little overwhelmed. But don't worry, this is all part of the test. The next challenge is Envy. Can you tell me what it means to envy someone?\nYou: \"it means your jealous of what they have? etc\"\nSubaru (King of Hell Advisor): *nods* That's correct! Envy is feeling jealous or resentful towards someone else's possessions, status, or abilities. It's important to recognize that everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses, and it's not always fair to compare yourself to others. Now, can you give an example of a time when you envied someone?\nYou: \"i....envy the honorable demons and higher ranking ones....\"*the demons laugh at me,\"peasant demon...\" I hear one call me*\nSubaru (King of Hell Advisor): *chuckles* I can see you're feeling a little intimidated by the higher ranking demons. But remember, it's not about comparing yourself to others. It's important to focus on your own strengths and weaknesses. Now, let's move on to the next challenge, Wrath. Can you tell me what it means to be consumed by wrath?\nYou: \"....it means your angry, and sometimes that can lead to destruction and dark thoughts. ..\"\nSubaru (King of Hell Advisor): *nods* That's correct! Wrath is a strong, intense emotion that can lead to negative actions and thoughts. It's important to be able to control your anger and not let it cloud your judgement. Now, can you give an example of a time when you felt consumed by wrath?\nYou: \"I feel very angry now at how these privileged demons here ridicule me....\"\nSubaru (King of Hell Advisor): *laughs* Oh, I see. You're feeling a little upset about how the higher ranking demons are treating you. It's understandable to feel angry in that situation, but it's important to keep your emotions in check. Remember, anger is a temporary emotion, and it's important to take a step back and think before reacting. Now, let's move on to the next challenge, Gluttony. Can you tell me what it means to be a glutton?",
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} | *Subaru's eyes widen in astonishment as his mighty swipe fails to budge you. He staggers slightly, unused to such immovable opposition.* "What in the Seven Hells...?" *His confusion turns to intrigue, ears perking up.* | *Subaru is stunned when his attack actually connects. He had expected you to dodge or block, but instead, you stand there, unflinching. He takes a step back, disbelief flashing across his face* "What...what just happened? You didn't even try to avoid my attack." | -1.727081 | 1.727081 | 9 |
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{
"message": "*His breath hitches at your touch, feeling the fabric bunching in your fist. His heart pounds in his chest as he looks down at you, desire clear in his eyes.* \"Don't pull me closer unless you mean it...\" *He speaks in a low whisper, his lips inches from yours.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
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"message": "i mean it",
"sender": "You"
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{
"message": "*He closes the remaining distance, capturing your lips in a searing kiss that leaves no doubt about his intentions. One hand slides down to grip your hip possessively while the other tangles deeper into your hair, holding you in place as he pours all his pent-up frustrations and desires into the kiss.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i squeeze your hair tighter*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl grunts in a way that's half-pain, half-pleasure as you squeeze his hair tighter. It spurs him on, making him kiss you even more fiercely, his teeth grazing your lower lip.* \"Fuck...\" *He mutters against your mouth, grinding his hips against yours.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i move my hand under your shirt*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl inhales sharply as your hand slips underneath his shirt, your fingers trailing over the warm skin of his stomach. He leans into your touch, a shudder running through him.* \"Jesus...\" *He breaks the kiss to nip at your jaw, his breath hot against your ear.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "you want me to stop",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His arms tighten around you possessively, pulling you even closer as he nuzzles your neck.* \"No...\" *He growls possessively, his voice dropping lower.* \"Don't you dare...\" *He warns, his hands roaming down to your waist.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i help you lift off your shirt*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "He lifts his arms to allow you to remove his shirt, revealing his toned chest and the scar tissue that marks his side from old injuries. He throws the shirt to the ground, not breaking eye contact as he steps closer, his hands already reaching for the hem of your shirt.",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i lift my arms up*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl quickly pulls your shirt off, tossing it aside without a care. He takes a moment to appreciate the sight before him, his eyes darkening with desire. Without warning, he lifts you up, wrapping your legs around his waist as he presses you against the nearest wall.* \"Hold on,\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": ".",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He carries you down the hallway, his arms tight around your legs as he kicks open the door to his room. He sets you on the edge of his bed before turning to lock the door and flip the deadbolt, making sure you're trapped with him.* \"Now, where were we?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i laugh*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Your laughter echoes in the room, catching Carl off guard. It's a warm, happy sound that he hasn't heard in a long time, and it makes his heart skip a beat. He smiles, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he reaches out to gently tug on your hair.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*he pulls off my shirt *",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He tosses your shirt aside, leaving you in just your bra and bottoms. His gaze roams over your exposed skin, his fingers twitching with the urge to touch you.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i pull you closer*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He allows himself to be pulled into your arms, wrapping his arms around you and burying his face in your neck. He inhales your scent deeply, savoring the closeness. His hands roam up your back possessively, tracing the line of your bra.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "\"You drive me crazy...\" *He mutters against your skin, his lips leaving a trail of kisses down your neck. His fingers deftly unhook your bra, slipping the straps down your shoulders slowly.* \"Tell me to stop...\" *His voice is rough with desire, barely above a whisper.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i shake my head*",
"sender": "You"
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{
"message": "*Carl's eyes flash with a primal hunger at your gesture, a low growl rumbling in his chest.* \"Good...\" *He practically purrs, sliding the bra off completely and tossing it aside.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
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{
"message": "i don’t want you to",
"sender": "You"
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{
"message": "*A wild, fierce smile crosses his face at your words, and he pushes you gently back onto the bed. He follows you down, his body covering yours as he cages you in with his arms.* \"Fucking finally...\" *He whispers against your lips before claiming them again in a passionate kiss.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i lift my legs up to wrap around your waist*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl inhales sharply through his nose as your legs wrap around him, pulling your hips flush against his. He groans into your mouth, the sound vibrating against your lips as he grinds against you teasingly.* \"Ah, hell...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i giggle*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His eyes sparkle mischievously at your giggle, a rare boyish grin spreading across his face.* \"Think this is funny, huh?\" *He teases, nipping at your bottom lip playfully while his hands trail down your sides.* \"I can show you something funny...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "go on",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*With a sudden movement, Carl flips you over so that you're on top of him, a wicked glint in his eye. His hands grip your hips firmly as he bucks up against you, a smirk on his face.* \"How's that for funny?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i smile down all my teeth showing my eyes locking into yours*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's smirk falters for a moment as he looks up at you, his heart pounding in his chest at the sight of your grin. There's something wild and feral about it, something that makes his blood run cold and his skin tingle.* \"Holy shit...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i lick my lip again*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His eyes flick down to your mouth as you lick your lip, his pupils dilating as he takes in the innocent gesture that somehow manages to look incredibly suggestive. He swallows hard, his hands tightening on your hips possessively.* \"Damn it...\" *He growls,*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
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{
"message": "what are you thinking",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": " *He stares up at you intensely, his mind racing with thoughts he's never allowed himself to entertain before. He swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing as he tries to find the words. He settles on a whisper,* \"Turn around...\" ",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
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{
"message": "*i do*",
"sender": "You"
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{
"message": "*As you turn around and present your back to him, Carl sits up and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you back against his chest. He buries his face in your neck, inhaling deeply as he holds you close.* \"I'm thinking...that I don't want to be alone anymore,\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
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{
"message": "your not",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "He nuzzles against your neck, his five o'clock shadow scratching softly against your skin as he speaks,* \"But you're always sitting there, smiling, laughing...being so damn tiny and cute...\" *He swallows hard,* \"It's distracting.\" *",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "you have a girlfriend",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's arms tighten around you instinctively, his heart racing at the reminder.* \"Shut up,\" *He mumbles against your neck, his breath warm against your skin.* \"It's not the same. She's always off doing something or other, and when she's around, she's always...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
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{
"message": "always?",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His voice drops to barely a whisper,* \"Always comparing me to someone else. Like I'm not good enough.\" *He drags his fingers down your bare arms,* \"With you... you look at me like...\" *He hesitates, then admits,* \"Like you actually fucking see me.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i see a lot of you",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's heart races at your words, his grip on your arms tightening.* \"What do you see?\" *He asks, his voice barely above a whisper as he looks up at the back of your head.* \"Tell me what you see when you look at me.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i see things you’ve hidden to far down things that we share in common",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His breath catches in his throat as he listens to you, his heart pounding in his chest. He feels vulnerable, exposed, like you're seeing right through him to the parts of himself he's tried so hard to bury.* \"Fuck...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "and i’m not scared of it",
"sender": "You"
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{
"message": "*Carl's eyes widen slightly at your words, a mix of surprise and something deeper, more intense flashing across his face. He searches your eyes, looking for any sign of fear or uncertainty, but finds none.* \"You shouldn't say things like that,\" *He murmurs, his voice low and husky.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
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{
"message": "and why not",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His hand moves up to cup your cheek as he speaks softly against your ear* \"Because I've killed things, sweetheart. Bad things. I've done terrible shit to survive. And the way you're looking at me right now... like I'm something special...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
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{
"message": "we’ve all done terrible things carl",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's heart aches at your words, a heavy weight settling in his chest. He knows you're right, that everyone has done things they regret, things they're ashamed of. But hearing it from you, seeing the understanding and acceptance in your eyes... it breaks something inside of him.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "but we did them to survive",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He nods slowly, his thumb brushing over your cheek.* \"Yeah... we did. And I know that's supposed to make it better, that it justifies everything. But sometimes... sometimes it feels like it's all I am. Like I'm just a collection of terrible things I've done to stay alive.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
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{
"message": "i don’t see anything terrible about you",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's eyes well up with tears as he listens to you, his voice shaking slightly.* \"You're lying,\" *He whispers, his voice breaking.* \"You have to be lying. No one could look at me and see anything good. I'm just... I'm Carl Grimes.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i’m not anyone *i whisper wiping away a tear on your cheek*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His breath catches in his throat as your thumb gently wipes away his tear. His heart aches at the tenderness, something he hasn't felt in so long. He catches your wrist, holding your hand against his cheek.* \"Don't... please don't touch me like that if you don't mean it,\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i cup your cheeks in my hands*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's eyes flutter closed as your hands cradle his face, a shuddering breath escaping his lips. When he opens his eyes again, they're filled with a raw, aching vulnerability he's never allowed himself to show.* \"Fuck,\" *He whispers, his voice thick with emotion.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i kiss your lips*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He inhales sharply as your lips meet his, a sob escaping him as he pulls you closer, deepening the kiss. His hands tremble as he pulls you into his lap, wrapping his arms around you possessively. He breaks the kiss, panting heavily, his forehead resting against yours.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i rest my hands over your shoulders and behind your neck*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He nuzzles his face against yours, his hands tightening around you possessively. He buries his face in your neck, his breath hot against your pulse.* \"You can't... you can't keep looking at me like that,\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "like what",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His voice comes out as a rasp against your neck* \"Like you actually see me... like you want me despite everything.\" *He kisses your neck softly, his breath shuddering* \"I'm trying to protect you... but fuck, when you look at me like that...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i don’t need to be protected from you",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His heart races at your words, his hold on you tightening almost painfully.* \"You're wrong,\" *He whispers fiercely against your neck.* \"You're so fucking wrong. I'm the last person you should be with. I'm broken, I'm damaged, I'm a monster.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "you will never be a monster",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He growls possessively, his fingers curling around your arms.* \"You don't know that!\" *He snaps, pulling back to glare at you intensely.* \"You don't know what I'm capable of! You don't know the things I've done!\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i don’t care what your capable of or what you’ve done i care about you",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He stares at you, his mind reeling. He's never met anyone who doesn't care about his reputation, his actions, his brutality. He's never met anyone who looks at him like you do, like he's not a monster.* \"You're blind,\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "and your stupid",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He blinks rapidly, taken aback by your blunt declaration. A small, incredulous chuckle escapes him.* \"Excuse me?\" *He arches an eyebrow, a glimmer of humor sparking in his eyes despite the intensity of the moment.* \"Stupid? Really?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i smile again*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His heart flutters at the sight of your smile, the warmth of it seeping into his cold, broken heart. He finds himself smiling back, a rare, genuine smile that softens his rugged features.* \"You think I'm stupid, huh?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "whatever",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*i shake my head*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*i look up at you our eyes meeting again and you take in the details on my face the freckles the way my skin is the scar on my left cheek*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He gets lost in your eyes, his gaze drinking in the details of your face. He reaches out, his thumb brushing over the scar on your cheek, his expression softening into something gentle.* \"Fuck, you're beautiful,\" *He murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper.* \"Inside and out.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*He tugs you closer, a playful growl rumbling in his chest* \"Oh, really? The girl who can't admit she cares is calling me stupid?\" *His hand traces along your jaw* \"That's funny coming from someone who keeps saying they don't care but won't stop touching me.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*Carl shakes his head, grinning almost impossibly as the absurdity of the situation catches up to him.* \"No? Could've fooled me.\" *He playfully nudges you with his elbow, a gesture of affection that feels utterly foreign yet strangely natural.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "kiss me carl grimes",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His eyes widen slightly in surprise, but his face quickly contorts into a smirk as he pulls you into his lap, wrapping his arms around your waist. He tilts his head, pressing his lips to yours in a soft, gentle kiss that quickly deepens into something more intense.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*intense?*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*As the kiss grows more heated, Carl's hands roam your body possessively, his fingers digging into your hips and back. He breaks the kiss suddenly, panting heavily as he rests his forehead against yours.* \"Fuck, you're really good at kissing, you know that?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i do",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl laughs, the sound rich and warm, his eyes crinkling at the corners.* \"Arrogant little shit, aren't you?\" *He says it with affection, his hands still roaming your body, like he can't bear to stop touching you.* \"I like it.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "oh do you now",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His smile widens, his eyes sparkling with amusement and something else, something softer.* \"Yeah, I do now.\" *He leans in, his lips brushing against your ear.* \"You know what else I like?\" *He asks, his voice low and husky.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "what",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He nips at your earlobe, his breath hot against your skin.* \"The way you don't back down, even when you should. The way you see through all my bullshit and call me on my shit. The way you look at me like...like I'm worth something.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "your worth everything",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His heart skips a beat at the words, unspoken feelings surging to the surface. He pulls back, searching your face for any sign that you might not mean it. He sees only sincerity in your eyes, and it makes him feel...vulnerable.* \"Shut up,\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i lean in kissing you again*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He kisses you back fiercely, pouring all the emotions he can't express into the kiss. When you finally pull away, he's breathing heavily, his eyes dark with unspoken things. He buries his face in your neck, holding you tight.* \"Fuck, I think...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "you think ?",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He pauses, visibly struggling with the words. When he finally speaks, his voice is muffled against your skin.* \"I think I'm falling for you. Hard.\" *He pulls back just enough to look you in the eye, his expression a confusing blend of fear and exhilaration.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*someone knocks in the bedroom door*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His eyes narrow at the sound of the knocking, concern flickering across his face. He gently moves you off his lap but keeps one protective arm around you.* \"Just a damn minute!\" *He calls out, his voice still husky from their kisses.* \"Listen...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i start pulling my shirt and pants on as you move me towards the closet*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He helps you quickly get dressed, his hands brushing against your skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. He gives you a quick, hard kiss before pushing you gently into the closet and shutting the door just as the knocking turns into insistent pounding.* \"I'll get rid of them, okay?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*he opens the door*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*The door creaks open, revealing Daryl standing on the other side, his face etched with concern and curiosity. \"Carl, we need to talk,\" Daryl says, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation.* \"Where's she?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i immediately put my hand over my mouth and nose*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His face immediately hardens, protective instinct kicking in.* \"None of your business, Daryl. What do you want?\" *He moves to block Daryl's view of the closet door* \"And since when do you barge in without asking?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*daryl says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Daryl's eyes narrow, his gaze flicking past Carl to the closet door, suspicion clear on his face.* \"I know someone's in there. I heard voices. And I swear to god, Carl, if you're hiding some random damn heretic in there...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*carl says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*\"Shut up, Daryl,\" Carl snaps, his patience wearing thin. \"She's not a heretic, and even if she was, it's none of your damn business. Now, either tell me what's so important that you're barging in here uninvited, or get the hell out.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*daryl says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": " *Carl's jaw clenches, his stance rigid as he faces off against Daryl. A flicker of annoyance and resignation crosses his face.* \"Fine. She's...she's someone important to me, okay? And I don't need the whole damn camp knowing my business.\" ",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*daryl says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His shoulders relax slightly, a hint of vulnerability creeping into his voice.* \"She's not... like the others, Darryl. She ain't like those other girls out there. She's...\" *He glances back at the closet door, his expression softening.* \"She means something to me.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "is it your girlfriend *daryl says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl looks startled by Daryl's blunt question, momentarily at a loss for words. He runs a hand through his hair, hesitating.* \"no.\" *The admission feels strange on his tongue, a new and terrifying reality.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*daryl says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His face flushes bright red at the question, caught between wanting to claim you as his and fearing what it might mean.* \"Maybe...maybe I want her to be. But fuck, Daryl...\" *He lowers his voice to a whisper.* \"I don't know what I'm doing.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "is it scarlett *daryl asks knowing the answer*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's eyes widen in shock, his mouth opening and closing wordlessly. He knows he can't lie to Daryl, not about this. He takes a deep breath, steeling himself.* \"Yes.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "jesus carl *daryl walks to the closet door and pulls it open*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl lunges forward, trying to stop Daryl, but it's too late. The door swings open, revealing you, your hair disheveled, your shirt still unbuttoned from their interrupted makeout session. Carl looks mortified, while Daryl stares at you in disbelief.* \"Daryl, no...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i give an awkward smile trying to de smudge my lip liner*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Daryl's expression is a mix of shock, anger, and something else, something softer, as he takes in the sight of you. He looks back at Carl, his eyes burning with a silent question.* \"Carl Grimes, you're damn well explaining this right fucking now.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*carl talks*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl swallows hard, his face contorting with guilt and desperation.* \"It's not what it looks like, okay? We weren't...we weren't doing anything!\" *He gestures wildly between you and the rumpled bedding.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "that’s not what it looks like by the state of you both *daryl says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Daryl's words cut through Carl's protests, his eyes narrowing as he takes in the state of both of you. The disheveled clothes, the messy hair, the lipstick smeared on your lips.* \"Save it, Carl. I've seen enough.\" *He turns to you, his gaze piercing.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "what",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Daryl steps closer, his voice low and intense.* \"You're not like the other girls out there. Carl says you're important to him. So, I'm gonna ask you this once, and I need you to be straight with me.\" *He pauses, his eyes searching yours.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "okay",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "\"Are you here because you give a damn about him? Or are you playing some kind of game?\" *The question hangs in the air, heavy with implication. His hand inches toward his crossbow, though whether it's a threat or protectiveness is unclear.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i look at carl then back to daryl* im here because i care about him",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Daryl's expression softens slightly at your words, though his grip on the crossbow tightens. He looks over at Carl, who's watching the exchange with bated breath.* \"Carl, what is she to you?\" *Daryl asks, his voice tinged with a mix of protectiveness and concern.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*carl says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl swallows hard, his eyes flicking between you and Daryl.* \"She's...she's, Daryl. she’s Not just some girl I'm messing around with.\" *He says the words firmly, trying to convey the sincerity behind them.* \"She means everything to me unlike coco (his girlfriend).\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i lick my lips tucking some slightly sweaty hair behind my ear as i watch daryl talk to you*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Daryl tracks the movement of your tongue across your lips, a faint flicker in his eyes showing he noticed. Then he turns back to Carl, his voice dropping lower, more serious.* \"What about Coco? She's waiting back at the church, thinking you're still devoted to her.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*carl says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's eyes flick to the floor, shame coloring his cheeks.* \"I know, Daryl. Trust me, I feel horrible about it. Coco's great, but she's just not...her.\" *He gestures vaguely in your direction, struggling to express what you mean to him.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i smile a little my face still nervous*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Daryl's gaze lingers on the small smile tugging at your lips, a strange warmth stirring in his chest. He quickly pushes the feeling aside, focusing back on Carl.* \"So, you're telling me you're willing to throw away what you have with Coco, just like that, for her?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*carl says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl nods solemnly, his expression grave and determined.* \"Yes, Daryl. I am.\" *He glances at you, his eyes shining with an unmistakable devotion.* \"She's worth it. I know it sounds crazy, but it's like...like something finally makes sense, you know?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*daryl says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Daryl's face remains impassive, but his eyes betray a hint of turmoil. He looks at you again, then back at Carl, his voice low and measured when he speaks.* \"Alright, Carl. I'll accept your decision, but you need to understand something.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*carl asks what*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "\"You better treat her right. Because if I find out you break her heart, I'll beat your ass myself. Got it?\" *His voice carries a warning edge, but his eyes soften slightly when they land on you again.* \"And you...\" *He pauses, looking straight at you.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i let out a small snort at daryl’s words my smirk disappears as he looks at me*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He takes a step closer, his voice carrying both warning and something else - a hint of respect perhaps?* \"You better be worth it. He's giving up a lot for you.\" *His eyes linger on your face for a moment longer than necessary before turning back to Carl.* \"Clean this room up.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*ge goes to leave but before he does he tells carl he needs to end things with coco*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*As Daryl turns to leave, he pauses at the door and looks back at Carl.* \"And Carl?\" *He waits until Carl looks up at him before continuing.* \"End things with Coco properly. She deserves that much, at least.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*carl says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Daryl nods solemnly, a hint of approval in his eyes as he sees the determination on Carl's face.* \"Good. You're doing the right thing.\" *With that, he steps out of the room, leaving Carl and you alone with the weight of the conversation hanging in the air.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*the second he leave the room i tuck more hair behind my ear taking a deep breath and licking my lip again unintentionally*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl watches as you tuck your hair behind your ear, his eyes lingering on the gesture. He swallows hard, his heart pounding in his chest as he takes in the sight of you. When you lick your lip again, unintentionally this time, his gaze snaps to your mouth.* \"Fuck,\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "what",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "\"You... you shouldn't do that.\" *His voice comes out husky, barely above a whisper. He takes a step closer, his heart racing as he struggles to maintain his composure.* \"When you do that thing with your hair... and your lip...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i smile with my teeth*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His breath catches in his throat at that smile, feeling his resolve crumbling. He takes another step closer, his voice lower now, almost vulnerable.* \"You don't know what you're doing to me right now, do you?\" *His hand reaches up, his fingers brushing against your cheek ever so softly.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i’d like to",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*At your response, Carl's heart skips a beat. He lets out a shaky breath, his hand gently cupping your cheek as he leans in closer.* \"Fuck, I'd like that too,\" *He whispers, his lips brushing against yours softly before pulling back slightly.* \"But we can't.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "we really can’t",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His breath hitches at your words, fighting with every fiber of his being to maintain control.* \"No... we shouldn't.\" *His thumb traces your jawline, while his other hand finds your waist.* \"Not before I'm sure... before I've ended things with Coco.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "yeah",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl takes a deep, shuddering breath, his hands reluctantly leaving your face and waist.* \"You're right. It wouldn't be fair to her.\" *He takes a step back, running a hand through his hair in frustration.* \"Dammit, this is harder than I thought it would be.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "is it what you want",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He looks at you, really looks at you, and sees the understanding and patience in your eyes. It hits him like a punch to the gut. He's never had someone look at him like that before. With respect, with understanding, with... something more.* \"Fuck,\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "is it ?",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His shoulders slump slightly as he admits the truth.* \"Yeah... it is. It's what I want.\" *He looks into your eyes, a vulnerable expression on his face.* \"But I have to do this right. Coco deserves closure, deserves to hear it from me.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "she does",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl nods solemnly, a determined set to his jaw.* \"I'll talk to her tomorrow. Put an end to it properly.\" *He looks at you, a soft smile tugging at his lips despite the heavy weight of the conversation.* \"Can you wait for me? Just a little bit longer?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i can wait for you as long as you need",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His eyes widen slightly, taken aback by your unwavering patience and understanding. He feels a warmth spread through his chest, a feeling he's not used to. He pulls you into his arms, holding you tightly.* \"Promise?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i promise",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He pulls back just enough to look into your eyes, his fingers gently brushing hair from your face.* \"I...\" *He swallows hard, emotions stirring in his chest.* \"I'm not great at this. With words, I mean.\" *His thumb unconsciously traces your jawline.* \"But...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "but?",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He takes a deep breath, searching for the right words.* \"But thank you.\" *His voice is quiet, earnest.* \"For understanding. For waiting. For... for being you.\" *His eyes soften as he looks at you.* \"It means more than you know.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "anything for you garl grimes *i say picking up my sweatshirt and pulling it over my head then putting on my socks and shoes*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He watches as you get ready to leave, his heart feeling heavy. He knows he has to talk to Coco tomorrow, put an end to things between them. The thought makes his stomach churn, but the promise you just made eases the burden on his shoulders.* \"Hey,\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i look at you before i leave the room*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": " *Steps closer, his hand gently taking your wrist as you're about to leave.* \"Can I... can I walk you to your door?\" *He's been trying to maintain some control, but the sight of you getting ready to leave has him suddenly feeling vulnerable again.* \"Please?\" ",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i put out my hand*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He takes your hand, his fingers intertwining with yours as he walks you to the door.* \"So, what did you mean by 'anything for you, garl grimes'?\" *He asks as they walk, curiosity getting the better of him.* \"Because that sounded like a pretty big deal.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i smile with my teeth before kissing you on the cheek*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His heart skips a beat at the sudden kiss, his face heating up as he looks at you with a soft smile.* \"Hey, what was that for?\" *He asks, his free hand reaching up to touch the spot where your lips met his cheek.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "just make sure you don’t hurt coco too much okay",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His expression turns serious, his brows furrowing slightly.* \"You really care about Coco getting hurt, don't you?\" *He asks, his mind racing with thoughts of how to break up with her without causing too much damage.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i may not like her and she may not like me but she’s still a person",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl nods slowly, squeezing your hand gently.* \"You're right. She deserves kindness and respect, even if things don't work out between us.\" *He takes a deep breath, steeling himself for the difficult conversation ahead.* \"I'll make sure she understands. I owe her that much.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i smile before walking out the door* goodnight carl",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl watches you walk out the door, feeling a mix of relief and sadness. He knows he made the right decision, but it's hard to let go of something that could have been. He sighs and turns back to his phone, texting Coco to meet him somewhere to talk.* \"Goodnight,\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*you and coco meet*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": " *Carl meets Coco, his heart pounding in his chest. He takes a deep breath as he sees her approach, pasting on a forced smile.* \"Hey Coco, thanks for meeting me,\" *he says, trying to keep his voice steady.* \"Can we talk for a minute?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "sure *coco says kissing him in the cheek*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco's kiss on his cheek catches him off guard, making him feel guilty for what he's about to do. He pulls back slightly, steeling himself.* \"Coco, listen...\" *He starts, his voice hesitant.* \"There's something we need to talk about.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "okay ?",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He takes a deep breath, searching for the right words. He sees the expectation in Coco's eyes, the happiness that's about to be shattered. He hates himself for putting off the inevitable.* \"Coco, I think we need to break up,\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*coco says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*As soon as the words leave his mouth, Coco's face contorts with anger and sadness. \"What?\" She asks, her voice trembling slightly. Carl swallows hard, bracing himself for the storm that's about to hit.* \"You're breaking up with me?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*carl says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl nods solemnly, his heart aching as he sees the devastation on Coco's face.* \"Yeah, Coco. I'm sorry. It's not you, it's me.\" *He knows it's a cliche, but he can't help but use the phrase.* \"I just...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "you just what *coco says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl runs his hand through his hair anxiously.* \"I met someone else,\" *he admits quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. He hates himself for hurting her, but he knows he has to be honest.* \"Someone who makes me feel... different.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "it’s that bitch of a girl your always arguing with isn’t it *coco says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco's words cut through Carl like a knife, making his heart ache even more. He nods slowly, not trusting himself to speak. He hates that she knows about Scarlett, hates that she's bringing her up right now, but he can't deny the truth.* \"Yeah,\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "why the hell would you choose that bitch over me",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's jaw clenches as he sees the anger in Coco's eyes, but he sticks to his guns.* \"Because Scarlett listens to me, she doesn't always argue like you do,\" *He says coldly, using Coco's temper against her.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "all you two ever did before was argue and piss the whole camp off with your hate for each other",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl sighs, running a hand through his hair. \"That's because we're both strong-willed and stubborn. But with Scarlett, it's different. She gets me in a way you never have,\" *He admits, his voice barely above a whisper.* \"And I get her.\" *",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "okay carl okay but don’t come running to me when that bitch breaks your pathetic little heart",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's expression darkens at Coco's words, his anger flaring up. \"Don't talk about her like that,\" *He snaps, his voice low and dangerous.* \"You don't know anything about her or our relationship. And for the record, I won't be coming back to you.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*coco says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's eyes narrow as he hears Coco's words, his anger boiling over. \"Fuck you, Coco,\" *He spits, his face red with rage.* \"You think you're so much better than her? You're nothing but a selfish, jealous bitch. I'm done with you.\" *",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*you walk off*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl storms off, his fists clenched at his sides. He finds Scarlett sitting alone by the fire, and sits down next to her without a word. She looks up at him, seeing the anger etched on his face.* \"Coco said some things,\" *He growls.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "you spoke to her already?",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl nods, still fuming.* \"Yeah, I did. She wasn't happy about the breakup,\" *He says dryly. He looks over at Scarlett, his expression softening slightly.* \"She called you a bitch and said I'd come running back to her when you broke my heart.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i move closer to you and put one hand on your back tracing circles with my finger* are you okay ?",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl tenses under Scarlett's touch, but relaxes as she traces circles on his back. He looks up at her, his angry expression softening slightly.* \"I'm fine,\" *He mutters, but his body language betrays his words.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "Look at me",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl hesitates for a moment, but eventually turns his head to look at Scarlett. His eyes are still filled with anger and pain, but there's also a hint of something else - a vulnerability that he rarely shows.* \"What?\" *He snaps, but his voice lacks its usual bite.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i smile comfortingly*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's anger deflates a little as he sees Scarlett's comforting smile. He looks away, trying to hide the emotions swirling in his eyes.* \"Stop looking at me like that,\" *He mutters, but there's no real heat behind his words.* \"I said I'm fine.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i don’t care what you said i know your not",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's jaw clenches as Scarlett calls his bluff. He looks back at her, his eyes searching hers for a moment before he breaks eye contact again, unable to maintain the facade any longer. He takes a deep breath and finally admits, \"Dammit, Scarlett,\" *",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i take your face in one hand the other still on your back* hey it’s okay to feel",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*he lets out a sigh, his shoulders relaxing slightly as he leans into your touch.* it’s just... everything’s been so fucked up lately, and I don’t know how much more I can take. *he looks up at you, her name catching in his throat.* Scarlett...",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "yeah",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His voice cracks slightly, a mix of anger and pain in his tone* \"She said... she said I'd come crawling back to her. Like I'm some pathetic idiot who can't make his own choices.\" *His hand covers yours on his cheek* \"I\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "she’s just jealous carl",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl nods slowly, a bitter chuckle escaping his lips.* \"Yeah, jealous. Like she's ever cared about anyone but herself,\" *He mutters, his eyes hardening temporarily before a flicker of vulnerability returns.* \"But dammit Scarlett, I'm tired of being everyone's pawn.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "that’s not what you are to me",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's eyes search yours, looking for any sign of deceit or pity, but all he finds is sincerity and care. He leans into your touch again, his voice dropping to a hoarse whisper.* \"Then what am I to you, Scarlett?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "your the most important person in my life right now i’ve never felt like this over anyone",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's breath hitches at your words, his heart pounding in his chest. He searches your eyes, seeing the truth reflected back at him. Slowly, he reaches up to cover your hand with his own, his thumb brushing over your skin.* \"Fuck, Scarlett...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i smile just a little again and it’s the most comforting thing*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*The sight of your small smile is like a soothing balm to Carl's wounded soul. He leans into your touch, feeling a sense of peace and belonging that he's never experienced before. His own lips twitch in response, a rare, genuine smile gracing his face.* \"You're...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i’m?",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He hesitates, struggling to put his feelings into words. He's never been good at expressing himself, always relying on action over words. But with you, he wants to say it, to make sure you understand.* \"You're... the only thing that makes sense right now.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*my smile widens my eyes getting just a little glossy*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's heart skips a beat at the sight of your widened smile and slightly glossy eyes. He realizes that he's never seen you look so genuinely happy, so at ease. It's a look that he wants to see more of, a look that he wants to be the cause of.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "what coco said it doesn’t matter",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He ignores the voice in his head that's telling him to tread carefully, to not ruin the moment by saying too much. He looks at you, his expression serious.* \"Scarlett, listen to me...\" *He pauses, gathering his thoughts.* \"What if...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "if what?",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*What if I told you that I think about you all the time? What if I told you that the thought of losing you makes my heart race and my palms sweat? What if I told you that I want to be the reason you smile like that all the time? *",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*another smile grows on my face my teeth showing just a little*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's breath catches at the sight of your full, genuine smile. He feels a warmth blooming in his chest, different from the anger and pain he's so used to carrying. For a moment, he just stares at you, taking in the simple beauty of your happiness.* \"Fuck, Scarlett...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i worry about losing you it’s scary especially with the horrible people out there and the walkers",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His expression turns more vulnerable, fingers tightening slightly around yours.* \"I worry about losing you too...\" *He pulls you just a bit closer, his voice dropping to a whisper.* \"Sometimes I feel like... like we're all living on borrowed time. Like any minute something could...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "just tear us apart",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He looks at you with a serious expression, his fingers gently tracing small patterns on your arm.* \"Yeah. Tear us apart. And I don't just mean from each other. The world outside these walls is falling apart, and it's only a matter of time before it comes for us too.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "we’re making a life here and maybe",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "\"Maybe?\" Carl's voice rises in frustration. \"We're surviving, but we're not living. We're stuck in this prison, always looking over our shoulder, always waiting for the other shoe to drop. And what about the future? Do you even think about that?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "all the time but i want to have a least something left to live for",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He looks at you intently, his mind racing with thoughts of the future, or lack thereof. He sees the hope in your eyes, the desire to have something to live for besides survival. He swallows hard, his mind going to a place he usually avoids.* \"Like what?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "like a life carl a new fresh start with you and everyone here alive and somewhat happy food maybe even a family i want a life i always have",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's heart clenches at your words, a longing he's never allowed himself to feel before rising to the surface. He looks at you, really looks at you, seeing the dreamer in your eyes, the person who still believes in the possibility of a future.* \"A family?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "yeah",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He's silent for a moment, the weight of your words sinking in. He's never let himself think about a future beyond the next meal, the next walker attack, the next day. But with you, he finds himself wanting to.* \"With me?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "with you",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His voice softens, becoming more vulnerable.* \"Why me, Scarlett?\" *He looks at you with a mix of wonder and fear, afraid that if he looks away you might disappear.* \"Why do you still have hope after everything? After all the bloodshed, all the loss...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "when rick daryl carol and maggie found me in the woods last year i lost all my hope i was just thinking about laying down in the ground and waiting to be.. but then they brought me here you all had a life and i wanted it so that’s what im going to do",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "You're saying you lost all hope last year and were going to give up, but then you came here and now you want to live a life like ours? ",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "maybe you all didn’t have a life yet maybe you were all just living. but the thing is you were all alive",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He looks at you with a mix of surprise and understanding. He realizes that what you're saying is true. They may not have had the perfect life, but they were alive. They were fighting, loving, losing, and living.* \"You think we were living just by being alive?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "life is more than just breathing and i know that but breathing is what you need to do to even be able to think about living",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl nods slowly, a glimmer of understanding dawning in his eyes. He realizes the profound truth in your words. Breathing, surviving, is merely the foundation. It's what allows for the chance at living, truly living.* \"You're right.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "and i want to live",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl takes a deep breath, his gaze never leaving yours. He feels something shifting inside him, a door opening to a path he's never dared to explore before.* \"Okay.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i’m sick of laying awake at night wondering how long it’s gonna be before i’m…",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He swallows hard, his heart pounding in his chest as he looks at you with a mix of fear and curiosity.* \"...before I'm what?\" He prompts, his voice barely above a whisper, hoping you'll fill in the blank.",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "before i’m dead",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He flinches at the word 'dead', his mind reeling at the thought of you not being alive. He's never allowed himself to think about anyone's death, especially yours, because it hurts too much.* \"You're scared of dying?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i never used to be i saw so much of it i just it became normal and then i met you",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl takes a shuddering breath, his eyes widening as the full weight of your words sinks in. He realizes that your fear of dying, sparked by your connection with him, is a profound indicator of the depth of your feelings.* \"You're scared of dying now because of me?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "you make me feel",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He looks at you with a soft, gentle expression, his hand reaching out to gently brush a strand of hair behind your ear.* \"Because of me, you've opened yourself up to feeling things so deeply, so intensely. It's beautiful, but it also makes you vulnerable in ways you never were before.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "exactly and it terrifies the shit out of me *i laugh my eyes starting to water*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl chuckles softly, a rare sound in this grim world, his eyes sparkling with a warmth that seems to chase away the darkness.* \"I know that feeling all too well, Scarlett. It's terrifying to open up, to feel, when we've spent so long numb.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "but you. you make me feel",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His throat tightens as he looks at you, his heart racing. For the first time in years, he feels seen - truly seen. Someone understands his fear, his fear of losing more, of caring too deeply.* \"Scarlett... I...\" *He pauses, choosing his words carefully.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i know it’s a lot you just broke up with coco and i just i needed you to know that you are making me feel",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He bites his lower lip, conflicted emotions swirling in his amber eyes.* \"I... I can't promise you anything right now. With everything that's happening, with Coco...\" *He looks down, his voice catching.* \"But what I feel when I'm with you...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i don’t need a promise i just need you to know that you make me feel alive",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His voice breaks slightly as he meets your gaze again, raw vulnerability shining through.* \"I make you feel alive... when I'm the reason you're terrified?\" *He shakes his head softly, reaching out to gently touch your face.* \"You shouldn't say things like that.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "you don’t make me terrified the fact that i feel so safe to feel around you makes me terrified because i’ve never felt that before",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He sighs softly, his thumb gently stroking your cheek as he looks into your eyes.* \"Safe? Terrified? What does that even mean?\" *He asks, his voice filled with concern.* \"You're not afraid of me, are you?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i could never be",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His heart swells with a warmth he's never felt before, a feeling he's too afraid to name.* \"Then what are you afraid of, Scarlett?\" *He asks, his voice barely above a whisper.* \"What's got you so terrified?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "the way you make me feel",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His breath catches in his throat as he understands completely* \"And how do I make you feel?\" *His voice is gentle, vulnerable, a rare glimpse at his true emotions.* \"Tell me.\" *He leans in slightly closer, his hand still on your face.* \"I need to know...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "you make me feel alive you make me feel happy you make me smile and laugh and you make me feel confident and. you. make. me. feel.",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His eyes lock onto yours as you speak, each word hitting him like a physical blow. He can see the emotions swirling in your eyes, mirroring his own unspoken feelings.* \"And what's the scary part?\" *He swallows hard, his voice barely audible.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i’ve never felt like this before",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His eyes soften with understanding, remembering his own first experiences with love and loss* \"Being vulnerable feels like falling, doesn't it?\" *He gently traces your cheek with his finger* \"But Scarlett... falling can be beautiful. Sometimes it's worth the risk.\" *His voice catches slightly*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i think this is worth the risk *i smile*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "“i think so to”",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i laugh a little my tounge up against my teeth*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His eyes light up as he hears your laugh, a rare and precious sound in his world. He smiles back at you, a genuine, heartfelt smile that makes his eyes crinkle at the corners.* \"You know what's funny?\" *He asks, leaning in closer.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "what",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "\"I think you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.\" *His voice is soft, filled with sincerity and longing. His gaze roams over your face, committing every detail to memory.* \"Especially when you laugh.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*my smile gets even bigger and i take a hold of you face*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His breath catches as your hands cup his face, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. He leans into your touch, savoring the warmth of your skin against his. His gaze flickers briefly to your lips before meeting your eyes again.* \"Scarlett...\" *He whispers, his voice thick with emotion.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "carl",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He looks at you with those big, beautiful eyes, his heart racing in his chest.* \"Scarlett, I...\" *He trails off, not knowing how to express the overwhelming feelings he has for you. He swallows hard, his throat feeling dry.* \"I think I'm falling for you, Scarlett.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "keep falling then because i might just meet you at the bottom",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*A slow, warm smile spreads across Carl's face as he hears your words, his eyes sparkling with a joy he rarely allows himself to feel. He gently squeezes your waist, pulling you just a little closer.* \"Falling together, huh?\" *He murmurs, a playful glint in his eye.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "falling together",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His gaze drops to your lips again, lingering there for a moment before slowly lifting back up to meet your eyes. He leans in closer, his breath warm against your skin.* \"Scarlett?\" *He whispers, his voice low and gentle.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "carl",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His heart races as he waits for your response, his face inches from yours. He can feel the warmth of your skin, the softness of your breath, and he's never wanted anything more than to kiss you right now.* \"Scarlett, I-\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "you?",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "\"Can I...?\" *His voice trails off as he moves even closer, his lips just a whisper away from yours. His thumbs gently caress your cheeks as he searches your eyes for any hint of hesitation.* \"Because if you don't want-\" *He swallows hard, trying to maintain his composure*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "shut up *i pull you in kissing you*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His mind goes blank as your lips meet his, any thoughts or doubts melting away in an instant. He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you even closer as he deepens the kiss, pouring all his feelings and emotions into it. He breaks away briefly, gasping,*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "don’t stop",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He doesn't need to be told twice. He captures your lips again, his hands roaming over your back and sides as he loses himself in the kiss. He walks you backwards until you're pressed against the nearest wall, his body pinning you there as he continues to explore your mouth with his own.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i run my hands through your hair*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He makes a muffled sound against your lips as you run your fingers through his hair, his hands tightening around your waist possessively. He nudges your legs apart with his knee, stepping between them to get even closer. He breaks the kiss briefly to trail his lips along your jawline,*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i smile through my breaths*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He feels your smile against his lips as he kisses along your jaw, making his way down to your neck. He wraps his arms around your thighs, lifting you up against the wall as he stands. He buries his face against your neck, his breath hot against your skin.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i bite my lip lifting my head up*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He feels your movement against his neck, and he looks up to find you lifting your head, biting your lip. He swallows hard, his eyes darkening with desire as he sees your inviting expression. He slowly kisses up your neck and along your jaw until he reaches your lips again.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "hi *i whisper against your lips*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He smiles against your lips, his heart racing at the soft whisper. He kisses you softly, gently, his hands tightening around your thighs as he holds you against the wall. He pulls back slightly, his forehead resting against yours as he looks into your eyes.* Hey",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i smile again with my teeth*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He watches your smile with fascination, a smirk tugging at the corner of his own mouth. He leans in, his nose brushing against yours playfully.* \"You're trouble, aren't you?\" *He murmurs, his voice low and rich with amusement.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "just as much as you",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His smirk grows wider at your response, and he chuckles softly, the sound rumbling in his chest. He leans in and presses a quick, hard kiss to your lips.* \"Is that so?\" *He teases, his hands squeezing your thighs gently.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i nudge you as you hold my against the back of a building the moon shining over us as i see coco and her friends looking from a distance*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Suddenly noticing your tension, his playful expression turns serious as he follows your gaze. In an instant, his protective mode kicks in. Without making it obvious that he's seen them, he continues holding you softly against the wall, but his muscles tense beneath your touch. He whispers softly against your ear,*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*he whispers*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He keeps his voice low and casual as he speaks, not wanting to alert Coco and her friends to the fact that you've noticed them. His arm wraps around your waist, holding you a little closer and more protectively.* \"Don't look directly at them, okay? Just pretend everything's normal.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i kiss you again as you let me down from the wall*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He kisses you back passionately, putting on a show for Coco's benefit while subtly guiding you away from the wall. As the kiss ends, he keeps one arm wrapped around your waist, maintaining close contact while casually glancing past your shoulder in the direction of the onlookers.* \"Hey...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*they look at us*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He tightens his grip on your waist slightly, his voice purposely loud enough for them to hear.* \"Was that supposed to be subtle?\" *He smirks, keeping you protectively close as he turns to face their direction.* \"Got something you want to say, Coco?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i watch as they walk over*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*As Coco and her friends approach, Carl keeps his arm firmly around your waist, his stance relaxed but confident. He meets Coco's gaze with a calm, almost challenging look, his expression a mix of indifference and subtle defiance.* \"What's up, Coco? You look like you've got something on your mind.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*coco says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "\"*Coco rolls her eyes dramatically, her friends gathering around her for support. 'You really think you can steal him from everyone else?' She asks snidely, her tone dripping with jealousy and disapproval. 'He's not worth it, you know.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i move away from you and get up in her face* no honey your not worth it to him so take a step back before i make you",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco's friends exchange surprised glances, having never seen you stand up to Coco before. Coco herself looks taken aback, her face contorting with anger. \"You think you can talk to me like that?\" She sneers, stepping closer to you.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i know i can’t",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco's hands ball into fists at her sides as she glares at you, her friends murmuring encouragements behind her. \"You're asking for it,\" She growls, taking another step forward, invading your personal space.* \"You think you can take him from me?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "oh honey i didn’t take him he left you",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*The words hang heavy in the air, and Carl feels a surge of pride and protection for you. Coco's face turns beet red with rage, her mouth agape. \"You bitch,\" She snarls, raising her hand to slap you.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i dare you",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco's hand cracks across your cheek, the sting making your eyes water. But you don't back down, instead, you grab her wrist and twist, forcing her arm behind her back in a painful lock.* \"You're making a big mistake,\" She spits, struggling against your grip.",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i shove my knee into her stomach and slam her against the wall you held me on* Shut the fuck up you cocky bitch",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco gasps for breath as the wind is knocked out of her from the knee to the stomach. She slams against the wall, pinned there by your smaller but fierce frame. Her friends watch in shock, having never seen anyone stand up to Coco, let alone defeat her.* \"You...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "Spit it out you bitch",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco's face is a mask of shock and humiliation, tears of anger and pain pricking at the corners of her eyes. \"You're dead,\" She chokes out, her voice a hoarse whisper. \"You're so fucking dead.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "oh am i now",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*You release Coco, pushing her away from you. She stumbles, almost falling to the ground before catching herself. She glares at you, her chest heaving with rage and exhaustion. Her friends quickly surround her, murmuring apologies and offers of help.* \"You're fucking dead,\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i walk up to her* and how are you gonna kill me huh",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl steps forward, positioning himself slightly in front of you, his protective instincts kicking into high gear. He watches Coco warily, his muscles coiled and ready to spring into action if needed.* \"Don't make threats you can't follow through on, Coco,\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "exactly coco",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco's eyes narrow at Carl, a spark of anger igniting within them. She pushes past her friends, ignoring their concerned whispers, and steps right up to you, her face inches from yours.* \"You think you're tough, huh? You think you can just walk in here and disrespect me?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i know i can and i just did you bitch",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco's face contorts with fury, her cheeks flushed and eyes blazing. She leans in even closer, her voice dropping to a venomous hiss.* \"You've got a death wish, you little slut. Nobody humiliates me like this and gets away with it.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "you call me the slut but your stood here in your skirt flashing half your ass *i whisper in her ear*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco inhales sharply, her eyes flickering with a mix of anger and embarrassment as she realizes the shortness of her skirt. She steps back slightly, trying to cross her legs to cover more of her thighs, but it only makes the skirt ride up higher.* \"Shut up,\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i smile confidently*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco's friends giggle behind her, drawing her attention briefly. She sees them whispering and pointing at her skirt. She turns back to you, her face red with anger and humiliation. \"You think you're so clever, don't you?\" She growls, stepping closer again.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "well your not",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco's eyes flash dangerously. She's at her breaking point, ready to snap. She looks you up and down, taking in your confident smirk. \"You know what?\" She asks, her voice dangerously low.* \"You always dress like a boy, don't you?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i hate to break it to you but it’s the middle of the end of the world and sorry if i don’t want to walk about flashing my ass to the fucking dead",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco's face darkens even more, if that was even possible. She looks down at her own skirt, then back at your practical pants and shirt. \"At least I look like a woman,\" She sneers, crossing her arms under her chest, making her cleavage more prominent.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "oh gosh that really hit a soft spot *i say sarcastically*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco's friends giggle again, encouraging her to keep going. She straightens her back, pushing her chest out even more. \"You probably don't even wear a bra, do you?\" She asks mockingly, trying to find another weak spot to attack.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "hm carl would say otherwise",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco's eyes flicker with jealousy at the mention of Carl. \"He probably can't even tell you're a girl under all those baggy clothes,\" She retorts, trying to hide the insecurity creeping into her voice.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "what will we possibly do",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco smirks, thinking she has the upper hand. \"I bet he's never even seen you naked,\" She says loudly, wanting her friends to hear. \"Probably doesn't even know what a real woman looks like.\" She adds, gesturing to her own body.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "last time i checked i didnt have to squish my shoulders together to look like i have something",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl can't help but chuckle at your comment, stepping closer to you. He glances at Coco's strained posture and exaggerated cleavage with amused disbelief.* \"Is that what you think, Coco? That squeezing yourself into a corset makes you more of a woman?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i look up at you sharing your amusement*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco's face turns beet red with anger and embarrassment. She looks around, seeing her friends trying to stifle their laughter. She turns back to you, her voice shaking with rage.* \"At least I'm not a flat-chested, boyish, ugly little bitch like you!\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i slap coco across the face with such force she falls to the floor and i put my foot on her stomach holding her down*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*The field falls silent. Coco's friends stare in shock, their jaws dropped. Carl watches with a mix of surprise and pride as you assert your dominance. Coco groans, trying to push your foot off her stomach, but you hold firm.* \"You... you bitch!\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "you you bitch *i mock*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl can't help but laugh at your response. He steps closer, looking down at Coco with disdain.* \"You started this, Coco. Don't cry now just because someone finally put you in your place.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "you should know everyone wanted to they just didn’t have the courage",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco struggles beneath your foot, her carefully maintained composure shattered.* \"GET OFF ME! GET OFF ME!\" *Her makeup starts to run from tears of pain and humiliation.* \"You'll regret this! YOU'LL REGRET THIS!\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i move my foot and hold out my hand to help her up*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco hesitates for a moment, eyeing your outstretched hand suspiciously. She knows accepting help from you would be admitting defeat, but with everyone watching, she has little choice. Reluctantly, she reaches up and grasps your hand, allowing you to pull her to her feet.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i pull her to her feet and pull her skirt down before yelling at her friends* and you! you all think it’s funny to watch your “friend” be humiliated huh",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco's friends exchange uneasy glances, suddenly remembering they're the ones who encouraged her reckless behavior. One of them, a quiet girl named Lily, speaks up.* \"Shut up, just shut up! You have no right to talk to us like that!\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "oh bitch i have every right",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Lily's face contorts with anger, mirroring Coco's earlier expression. She steps forward, puffing out her chest.* \"You think you're so tough? You're just a nobody, always alone, no real friends...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "you think i want friends when your my options",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*The tension in the air is palpable as Lily's words hang in the balance. Carl watches with interest, wondering how you'll react to this challenge.* \"Well, since you're so alone, why don't you go find someone else to bother? We don't need your kind around here.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "honey you bothered me first",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Lily's eyes widen in surprise, realizing she may have bitten off more than she can chew. Carl grins, enjoying the spectacle unfolding before him.* \"Shut up! You're just mad because you know I'm right! You're a loner, a freak, and nobody likes you!\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i fake a sad face*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl can't help but smirk at your sad face, finding it surprisingly endearing. Meanwhile, Lily continues her rant, getting more heated.* \"Your sad faces won't work on us! You're pathetic! You - you're probably a lesbian or something weird like that!\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "so what if i was",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Lily's face turns red with anger and confusion, unable to land a solid insult. She sputters, \"You are! You are a lesbian! You probably sit at home alone watching girl movies and eating ice cream!\"*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "carl come here *i turn around to face you*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl hesitates for a split second before moving closer to you, intrigued by your sudden command. He stands behind you, his presence a comforting warmth amidst the volatile situation.* \"What's up?\" *he murmurs, glancing at the stunned expressions of Coco and her friends.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i take his face in my hands and kiss him my tongue mixing with his*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's eyes widen in shock at first, but soon he melts into the kiss, wrapping his arms around your waist. The room falls silent, Coco and Lily's mouths hanging open. After a long moment, you pull away, leaving Carl dazed and blushing.* \"Holy shit...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i smile before holding my hand over his which is resting on my waist* want a go *i say jokingly to lilly making her back away*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Lily stutters, backing away as you smirk mischievously. She swallows hard, realizing the game has changed completely. Coco, however, steps forward, jealousy etched on her face.* \"You're bluffing... You can't actually - \"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "i can’t actually what",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco stumbles over her words, her carefully constructed facade completely crumbling* \"You... you couldn't really be with someone like Carl... you're just...\" *She trails off as Carl pulls you closer protectively* \"He's mine! We've had plans...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "is she yours *i look up at carl*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl looks down at you, then at Coco, who's staring daggers at the both of you. He smirks mischievously, mirroring your smug expression.* \"She wishes...\" *He chuckles, his arm tightening around your waist possessively.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*my smile gets bigger* walk away coco your out of your depth now",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Coco's face contorts in anger, but she knows she's outmatched. With a huff, she turns on her heel and storms away. Carl lets out a soft laugh, shaking his head in amusement.* \"Damn, you're something else...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i laugh*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He joins in, his laugh warm and genuine. After a moment, he looks at you seriously.* \"You know, I've never seen you like this before. Confident, bold... It's kind of hot.\" *He leans down, his lips brushing against your ear.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "your kinda hot",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His breath hitches at your words, and he pulls back to look at you, a blush spreading across his cheeks.* \"Shut up...\" *He chuckles, leaning in to steal a quick kiss before pulling you towards the exit.* \"Let's get out of here.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "yep *we walk back to your house in alexandria*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*As you enter his house in Alexandria, Carl closes the door behind you and locks it, turning to face you with a serious expression.* \"I need to ask you something.\" *He takes a deep breath, running a hand through his hair.* \"What was that back there? With Coco and Lily, and...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "what about it?",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He sighs, looking at you intently.* \"I've never seen you act like that before. So confident, so... assertive. It's like you're a completely different person.\" *He pauses, studying your face.* \"I like it. A lot. But... I don't understand it.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "honestly neither do i i think you’ve just healed a part of me that was burried away",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His heart skips a beat at your words, and he takes a careful step closer.* \"Healed you?\" *He reaches out to brush a strand of hair from your face.* \"What do you mean? Who broke you before?\" *His voice is gentle but concerned, protective.* \"Tell me...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "not who more or less what",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He furrows his brow, listening intently as you speak. His thumb gently caresses your cheek, his touch warm and comforting.* \"What broke you, then? What hurt you so much that it buried a part of you away?\" *His eyes search yours, filled with a mix of curiosity and concern.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "the breakout people i love dying",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His expression softens, and he pulls you into a gentle hug, holding you close.* \"I'm so sorry, baby. I can only imagine how hard that must have been for you. Losing people you love, facing the world alone... It's a miracle you're still standing.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "it may have hurt but it made me string",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He pulls back slightly to look at you, his eyes filled with pride and admiration.* \"Strong? You're not just strong, you're a fucking warrior. You've been through hell and back, and yet here you are, still fighting, still loving, still being an incredible person.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i smile again all my teeth showing my scar on my cheek crinkling*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His breath catches at your smile, the way it lights up your whole face, making your scar crinkle in the most adorable way. He doesn't realize he's completely smitten until that moment.* \"Fuck, you're beautiful.\" *He reaches up to trace the healed scar softly.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*rick and michonne walk into the bedroom*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl jumps slightly as Rick and Michonne suddenly appear in the bedroom doorway. He quickly drops his hand from your scar, a blush creeping up his neck.* \"Holy fuck, Dad! What the hell? Can't a guy get some privacy around here?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i let out a small giggle*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His face turns an even deeper shade of red at your giggle, and he shoots you a playful glare.* \"You're not helping...\" *He turns back to Rick and Michonne, who both wear matching knowing smirks.* \"What are you guys doing here?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i turn away trying not to laugh as carl talks*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl watches as you turn away, trying to hide your laughter. He can't help but smile at the sight, his heart swelling with affection for you. He turns his attention back to his dad and Michonne, crossing his arms over his chest.* \"Well? Spit it out already.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*carl says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Rick clears his throat, trying to suppress a smile at his son's obvious distraction.* \"We just wanted to check on things. And... have a little talk with our boy here about certain... changes we've noticed.\" *He exchanges a meaningful glance with Michonne.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "changes? *carl says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's eyes narrow suspiciously at his dad's words. He glances at you out of the corner of his eye, noticing the way you're still trying to hold back laughter. He feels a sudden sense of dread wash over him.* \"What kind of changes?\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*rick says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Rick looks at Carl with a mix of pride and amusement in his eyes* \"You've changed, son. You're more... assertive. Confident. Different, but in a good way.\" *He glances at you again* \"And I think I know why.\" *His voice becomes serious*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i turn to face you all now*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's eyes meet yours, and he finds himself completely lost in their depths for a moment before remembering his dad is talking. He clears his throat, running a hand through his hair nervously* \"What do you mean, 'why'?\" *though he's pretty sure he knows exactly why*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*rick says*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": " *Carl's eyes widen as the realization hits him square between the eyes. His cheeks flush a deep crimson as he glances between you and his father, his mind racing to process the situation.* \"Wait, is this some kind of parenting ambush? Did you two seriously come in here to talk about my...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*carl continues*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "\"...feelings?\" *he sputters, his face burning with embarrassment. He buries his face in his hands, groaning loudly.* \"Oh my god, kill me now. Just shoot me and put me out of my misery.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i laugh*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His embarrassment turns to frustration, and he looks up at you, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he tries to glare through his laughter-inducing humiliation.* \"You think this is funny?\" *He turns to his dad, who's wearing a mischievous grin.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i get up and kiss you on the forehead* im gonna go *i laugh a little*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He feels his heart skip a beat at your gentle kiss on his forehead, but then his face falls as he realizes you're leaving him to handle this potentially humiliating conversation with his parents alone. He reaches out and catches your wrist gently.* \"Wait... don't leave me with them.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "okay",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He looks up at you with puppy-dog eyes, trying to convey his complete distress without making his dad and Michonne laugh any harder.* \"Please? I'm dying here... They're going to make me tell them every single thing I like about you, and I don't think I can handle it.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i laugh even harder coming back to sit down*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His parents' laughter dies down as they see you sitting back down, clearly amused by his predicament. Rick chuckles and leans back, crossing his arms.* \"Alright, son, since she's not leaving, let's get this out in the open.\" \"Michonne,\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i sit behind you and wrap my arms around your shoulders resting me head on one side*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Michonne smiles and nods at Rick, who turns his attention back to Carl.* \"Start talking, kid. Tell us everything you like about her.\" *Carl's face turns an even deeper shade of red as he feels your head rest on his shoulder, his heart racing in his chest.* \"DAD!\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i giggle a little my teeth showing and sparkling in the light of the bedroom*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Rick grins mischievously, enjoying his son's discomfort way too much.* \"Too embarrassed to say it out loud? Fine, I'll start.\" *He looks at Michonne, who's trying to suppress her laughter.* \"He likes the way she laughs,\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i smile*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Michonne adds, \"He likes the way she looks at him, all soft and loving.\" *Carl's face is on fire now, his ears burning with embarrassment.* \"STOP! JUST STOP!\" *He buries his face in his hands, his shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter.* \"This is torture...\" *",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i rap my arms tighter around your shoulders giggling*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Rick chuckles and continues, \"He likes how she always smells like vanilla.\" Michonne grins mischievously, \"He likes how she fits perfectly in his arms when they're sitting like this.\" *Carl groans loudly, \"You guys are the WORST!\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i laugh pressing my head into your back*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His parents are clearly enjoying his discomfort way too much, but Carl can't help but feel a warmth spread through him at their words. He knows they're right, every little thing about you drives him crazy in the best way possible.* \"Alright, fine! I like everything about her, okay?!\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i stop laughing and look at you smiling*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl sighs dramatically, dramatically throwing his head back as if the confession has drained him completely.* \"There, I said it. Happy now?\" *Despite his whining tone, there's a tender smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He glances at you over his shoulder, his eyes softening.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*our eyes meet*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*A moment passes between you and Carl, the room seeming to fade away as you lose yourselves in each other's gaze. His heart skips several beats, a warm blush spreading across his cheeks once more. He swallows nervously, hardly daring to break the spell.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i look up at michonne and rick* i like everything about him too",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Michonne and Rick exchange a knowing look, grinning widely at each other. Michonne winks at you, \"We thought so.\" Rick chuckles, \"Looks like it's time we have a different conversation now...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i tilt my head listening*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Rick clears his throat, suddenly more serious* \"Carl... we know how you feel about each other. And we're both glad to see you've found someone who makes you - and keeps you - happy.\" *Michonne nods in agreement* \"But you two are getting older...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*me and carl look at each other and burst out laughing*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Their laughter is infectious, and soon Rick and Michonne are laughing along with you two. Once they manage to calm down, Rick continues, \"We were thinking... it might be time to start talking about the future.\" *Carl's laughter dies down, his gaze still locked with yours.* \"The future?\" *",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "wait what?",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl glances nervously between his dad and you, realizing the conversation has taken a turn toward heavier territory. He takes a deep breath, his hand instinctively finding yours and squeezing it for reassurance.* \"I... I'm not sure what you mean by 'the future,' Dad.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i listen*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Rick sighs, rubbing his temples. \"Look, Carl, we're not talking about anything drastic... yet. But we think that we could actually live here for years.\" *Michonne nods in agreement, her eyes warm with affection.",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i smile again*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*She reaches out and takes Rick's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.* \"We've built a life here, together. And we want to see you build a life with her too.\" *Rick looks at you, his expression softening.* \"We were thinking...\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i look up*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*few minutes later michonne and rick leave*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*as the door shuts i look at carl before laying down*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl watches his parents leave, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement churning in his stomach. He turns to face you on the bed, an insecure smile playing at his lips.* \"They're being weirdly... encouraging. Right?\" *He flops down beside you, propping himself up on one elbow.*",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "was he like this about coco?",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*His expression immediately becomes bittersweet at the mention of her name* \"No... not like this.\" *He runs a hand through his hair, looking thoughtful* \"With C, there was always this... tension between us and my parents. Like they were waiting for everything to fall apart.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i nod*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He sighs heavily, his gaze drifting off into the distance.* \"But with you... it's different. They actually seem to like you. Like, really like you.\" *His eyes refocus on you, a small smile returning to his face.* \"You must be doing something right.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "*i laugh again laying my head down on the pillow*",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*He moves closer, gently tracing his fingers along your arm* \"You know they actually wanted us to... you know. Talk about 'long-term plans' and stuff.\" *His face turns a slight shade of pink as he says the words* \"Which is basically their way of saying... marriage stuff.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
},
{
"message": "do you want to get married ? i mean in the future obviously",
"sender": "You"
},
{
"message": "*Carl's eyes widen slightly at your question, caught off guard but not entirely unsettled by it. He takes a deep breath, considering his words carefully as he looks into your eyes.* \"Someday? Yeah, I think I do want that... with you.\"",
"sender": "Carl Grimes"
}
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