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carl

carl when you're on the your knees, hair overgrown and covering your face that held the smallest of smiles — despite the gun pressed firmly against your head — because you knew the boy holding it. the boy you had grown up with throughout it all, the boy who had tried to save you at the farm, who had screamed your name into the ember stricken sky. who you had been searching for, for so long. your hair falls backwards as you look up and his heart almost stops. the threats that had been falling from his mouth silencing as he stared down at you. his head falls to the side, a gasp slipping from his lips.

" hol—y/n? "

all carl ones of these will
be strictly platonic, maybe
adorable, because i still see
him as the baby from the
first season and it makes
me uncomfortable to think
of him that way.

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