#Cegan fanfic

[duchessonfire]

Cegan Fic: All That's Left After the End of the World

Rating: E

Ship: Carl Grimes/Negan Smith

Tags/Warnings: Dead City AU, Prostitute Carl, Outlaw Negan, Angst, Smut, Strangers to Lovers, Mentions of Past Sexual Assault and Torture

Chapters: 1/5

Summary:

After Judith and Rick died during the fall of the prison, Carl has been separated from the original group for 15 years. Now a prostitute at the Easy Stay Motor Inn in Virginia, he believes he has finally found a life that suits him. That is until a strange man and a child walk in one day. Takes place in the Dead City-era but can be read without having seen the spin-off.

For the @ceganbingo square: "Free Space" which is "Scars" for this chapter

[reallygreatblogname222]

Cegan concept

Imagine Carl showing up to the Sanctuary, bloodied and tattered. Negan allows him in because he’s sweating and exhausted – nothing of the unhinged firecracker that pointed a gun at him mere weeks previous. With a heavy sigh, Carl admits he got bit and he didn’t know where else to go. 

“And just what were you doing nearby?” Negan asks with a raised eyebrow. Though his own pulse is racing at the news, he hides his concern for the boy.

With nothing left to lose, Carl pulls something from his bag. With horror, the Sanctuary’s fearless leader realizes it’s a grenade. The bag thunks onto the floor, giving Negan a fright as Carl turns the grenade over in his hand like it’s a juicy apple he’s about to take a bite out of. It would be one hell of a spicy apple – an apple that bites back.

“Easy now, kid.” Negan says carefully, slowly, buying himself time to think up a plan.

“I was going to invite myself in and see how long you’d last playing hot potato with this,” the boy gestures to the grenade in his hand, then rests it on a shelf nearby, stepping closer to Negan. “But now, I need something else from you.” His singular eye glances up from under his bangs, lashes acting like crosshairs between himself and his target – suggestive is the word that springs to mind for Negan. He’s not opposed. “I don’t want to die a virgin.” 

Imagine Negan feeling so bad for Carl that he agrees quickly. Plus, he’s always had a thing for the kid. He’d hoped this would happen under better circumstances; some wine, sensual music, perhaps a relaxing massage to get the kid in the mood... but Carl’s days – possibly hours - are numbered. 

When Carl takes off his shirt, there’s already a large bandage around his middle and it makes Negan gulp down a horrified gasp. Stomach bites are said to be the worst ones. Carl won’t even show the bite because it’s too grizzly and painful to take the bandage off.

When Negan and Carl wake up tangled in each other’s arms, Negan notices the boy isn’t sweating - in fact there’s no indication of anything amiss with his health. He looks radiant and blissful. Did Negan somehow fuck the infection out of him??

He gingerly brushes the blanket to the side to reveal the bandage on Carl’s stomach. Biting his lip and preparing for the worst, he lifts the loosened material and Carl starts to stir just as Negan is taking in the site of the unblemished skin beneath the bandage. It becomes clear why Carl was so confident he didn't need to be tied up overnight.

There’s no bite. There never was one. 

The twist: Carl is simply horny enough to pretend he’s dying so Negan will fuck him without questions. 

Oh, and once Negan gets over the fact Carl lied to him, they live happily ever after.

[carlgrimesgfofficial]

me if i see one more rarl or cegan post

[grimesscarr]

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- My Halloween AU!Cegan Board🍁

(idk if thats even there ship name °∴°)

[tastytaboo]

Open Waters

By: @ranebowstitches & @tastytaboo

Rated: Explicit

Pairing: Negan/Carl Grimes/Dwight

Tags: Alternate Universe - Pirate, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Historical, Attempted Murder, Medium Burn, Polyamory, Flirting, Banter, Misunderstandings, Getting Together, Action/Adventure, Treasure Hunting, References to Ancient Greek Religion & Lore, Mythology References, Bath Houses, Bathing/Washing, Theater - Freeform, Threesome - M/M/M, Dom/sub Undertones, Oral Sex, Hand Jobs, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Facials, Facial Shaving, Minor Character Death, Serious Injuries, Eye Trauma, Medical Procedures, Injury Recovery, Crossdressing, Socket play, Domestic Fluff, Sirens, Enthusiastic Consent

Chapters: 6/44

Summary:

Son of the resident lawman in Alexandria, Carlton Grimes — tired of his father not taking care of their pirate problem — boards the vessel The Lucille, and sets out about getting rid of her Captain, Negan Morgan. This is the story about how he fails, a blessing to all involved.

Fic Link

[dewdrzpss]

I need cegan fanfic recommendations PLEASE.

[ryisbread]

prompt writing

Negan marks his wives with gemstones and expensive makeup that everyone believes is long extinct. Everyone recognizes the women and looks away rather than risk Lucille's wrath. 

Carl  receives an ear cuff, a simple silver and black one that hugs his earlobe. No one save for him and Negan knows it exists; stashed beneath his hair and his battered hat. It gives him a small thrill going through the road, knowing he’s marked and anyones brain matter could be splattering his shoes later. 

[puppyxaegon]

I have some questions.

What are all your favourite ships whether than are canon or not canon, from books, tv shows or movies.

What are all your favourite romance and character tropes.

Okay this ask is over a YEAR old but I never saw it so sorry lol,, that being said my all time fav ships in order of when I got into them include:

Frank/Gerard of MCR: This was the first ship I genuinely got super feral and invested in and learned all the lore and history and spent hours reading smut of them every night in middle school. I think this is the only RPF ship I still interact with to this day because they're just too perfect idk in an alternate universe they're together forever.

Stiles/Derek from Teen Wolf: My first love in terms of fictional ship, this one is very cutesy and nostalgic for me bc of my age at the time of watching, also my first time feeling the agony and evil of unfulfiled queerbaiting because WHY did Derek have that twink thrown up against the wall like that if not...

Marcline/Princess bubblegum from AdvT: One of my very rare sweet and wholesome ships,, I can't even think of them sexually I just love them and they make me cry

Carl/Negan from TWD: It feels weird to include this for obvious reasons but at the time Negan appeared in the show I was the same age as carl and that whole storyline rewired my brain and heavily impacted my sexuality lmao so that's that. I was just a silly little fujo and Carl was my self insert ahaha I was crazy back then

Ramsay/Theon/Reek from GoT/ASOIAF: To this day this is THE ship for me. I have never been more into a ship than Thramsay it's ruined my life a bit. Their whole arc in season 3 with Ramsays growing obsession and Theon's transformation into reek made me realize that there is something wrong with my brain bcs I was NOT thinking normal thoughts about them. Theon is also one of my fav characters like ever he's so tragic and beautiful and do I relate to him and see him as a self insert a bit too much?? Who's to say. I also think this ship is so adaptable and amazing in so many different AUs and also explores and psyches of both characters amazingly blah blah blah I could go on for hours about this so I'll cut myself off now but I'm always down to gab about these characters, as a ship or just in general.

Jennifer/Needy from Jennifer's body: I don't have as much to say about them BUT their dynamic is so ajshsksksis childhood besties who grow to be very different people but still grow up to be attached at the hip is something I love very much. Also they way they're like obsessed with each other and lowkey want each other so bad but neither of them understand it so they just end up destroying each other instead???? Spectacular I'll take 14 more.

Billy/Steve from Stranger Things (+Tommy if ya nasty): This is another ship that's like beautiful and perfect to me I think they go together so well their tension in the show is crazy and they just look so good together??? I was a Billy devotee from the start and lemme tell y'all when season 3 hit the streets????? and Billy was getting physically and emotionally destroyed every single episdose???? Trust me I was feeling things. Also regarding Billy being canonically racist,,,I'm black and I kinda dgaf I think that was kinda a random choice by the creators, its not integral to the character and its easy to do away with in fic! Also Harringrove is in the running for my personal best ship names ever.

Billy/Stu from Scream: WAITER??? MORE REPRESSED GAYS CLINGING TO EACH OTHER FOR SURVIVAL IN A WORLD THAT DOESN'T UNDERSTAND THEM!!! I love how goofy and chaotic and dramatic and immature they are, ellos son toxicos but they need each other I think. Also the fact that an actual QUEER CODED THIS (gay director) theres so much subtext and little things between them so theres just a lot of explore.

For romantic tropes, I'll make this section a lil shorter because I'm already writing a novel here but I very much enjoy: Tragic/doomed/haunting the narrative characters, strong power dynamics, mutual obsession, obsessive/emotional villans, secret relationships, captive/captor, childhood friends to lovers, opposites attract, unrequited crushes/love, rebounds, and lastly whatever the FUCK Theon Greyjoy got going on.

Honorable mention ships: Eddie/Buck (911), Stiles/Lydia (Teen Wolf), Byler (ST), Phan (youtube RPF), Reylo (Star Wars), Stucky (MCU), Rick/Negan (TWD) Loras/Renly (GoT), Ryden (band RPF), Klaine (Glee), Ben/Maddie/Ren (Siren), Dan/Herbert (reanimator)

Thank you for this ask and sorry its so late bc I love talking about my blorbos!!!

[captainerd]

Where there should be the inert, or dying, body of a deer —the most majestic and beautiful deer Negan’s eyes have ever seen — there’s a body. A body that his bullet from his rifle has passed through. A boy, tiny, fragile, delicate and pale above the green grass; like a rag doll, a perfect, broken doll.

A widowed Negan is forced to move to the countryside after losing everything to found peace and happiness, but he finds himself trap in something else, after hunting what he shouldn't. The errant nymph he shoots doesn't want his head, only his blood.

the evening is slowing, the end is in sight

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AU: Different First Meeting, Negan!Hunter, Nymph!Carl. Fairy Tale Elements. Smut with plot.

[grim333z]

Saviour Carl~

carl grimes x gn!reader

Summary: Carl, if he'd have been taken in to be trained up to be a saviour 

warnings : kidnapping, burn mentions, scars, someone being burned, mentions of people being shot, gun mentions. (It's twd if you've watched twd you'll be fine with this)

"what the fuck fuckity fucking fuck" Negan yells out, spotting you gunning down half the men in his court-yard, heavy machine gun in you arms as you squint down the scope, pausing your massacre to hear what the man has to say, once he realises where you've come from, Alexandria, a smile falls onto his face as he runs his gloved hand over his greying overgrown beard, he huffs a laugh, seeming nearly oblivious to his men whom ley dead on the floor around him. 

"Your friend carl did the same fuckin thing9. Have you seen him recently? is he well." Negan rests his barbed wire adorned base ball bat over his shoulder. His face reads like he knows something you don't. Sure you knew Carl would've gone after Negan, it was in his nature, he wouldn't  let that shit fly; but he'd said he was helping Enid find her way to hilltop, Carl wanted to make sure she got their safely, especially since he knew what kinda shit the saviours could pull when they really gave it a go, road blocks, hell they could've been after him, Negan did mention how good of a saviour he could carve Carl into .Little did you know that's exactly what he'd done.

"What?" You respond, "Taken a little of guard by Negan's teasing tone, feeling the pool of nerves in your gut rise. 

"You've got that pointed right at me, and you haven't fucking shot, Kid, you're not going to kill me, and look around...." he says his bare hand pointing around at all the Guards on watch now turned guns poised to shoot right at you the moment you try and pull something 

"The moment you decide to pull something, they'll gun you down before i even hit the floor but don't worry  I wont kill you, just as long as you don't pull any more shit like that." 

He utters signalling to Dwight as you lower the gun subconsciously, feeling the heavy piece of artillery be taken out of your hands, "c'mon kid" Negan says, turning on his heel to look at you as he walks over too to the stairs which lead up too the main entrance to the sanctuary. His hand drags up the rusting yellow railing as you quietly oblige following him up the stairs, he kicks the door open, the loud bustling of the market space quieting as everyone falls to their knees, he raises his eyebrows at you. "see that, mmh? that's what they're going to do for your boy mr Carl Grimes one day." He turns around resting against the railing, his people don't let up as you quietly observe.

"still kneeling?" he asks, when you nod in return a smirk falls upon his face, he runs his tongue over his front teeth, tilting his head. Turning around to his people. "back to it." He bellows, he leads you around the sanctuary, the dim grey walls, becoming repetitive and draining he leads you up too the very top showing you into his room.

"You're not going to kill me, so what are you going to do." you spit watching him signal to sit down.

"I just want to know somethings, you're close to Carl hmm? I saw the way your face fuckin' dropped the moment I mentioned him." he smirks reasting his hands between his legs as he sits, resting the stupid fucking base ball bat against the side of the chair.

When you respond with a mere nod, his face drops, twisting slightly into one of annoyance.

"Are you close to Carl, a nod isn't an answer." He says noticing your eyes widen and gloss over slightly.

"yeah" you swallow, he clearly isn't satisfied with your answer as he doesn't say anything silently waiting for more, "he's my boyfriend, why do you give a fuck." You say trying to hide the fact you really regret doing this, and Negan can see right through the act, 

"mmm, theirs a reason I don't want your whimpy fucking ass as a saviour, look at you. You belong with rick and his pussy brigade, I bet he's been pissin' his pants not knowing where dear little carl is." The annoying smirk never ever leaves his face as he sees your expression faulter.

Theres a heavy knock against the door.

Negan's smirk doesn't drop as he registered the knock like he knows who it is, "come in" he yells out, the door creeks on its hinges as it opens. You don't dare turn around too see who it is, 

Carl's eye widens as he spots you, registering the look on Negan's face yet keeping up the expression Negan had trained him to do. He hesitates before speaking.

"The irons ready, Negan" He says fighting with everything in him not to call out to you, let you know he's fine, he's been trying to get back to you. The voice clocks in your brain instantly, head turning too look at him, but he signals to you, tiny but the message gets through. It reads as don't, it isn't worth it. 

"come on then, Kid, you as well." he says, looking at your seated form. Beckoning you with two fingers, the walk down stairs is quiet and tense, Carl had changed, his hair was shorter and he didn't have his eye covered, though every movement of the taut skin rippled and tinted pinks and reds a lingering reminder of what he'd been though, he was simply a child of this world and he had its face. The whole exposed scar thing was clearly something Negan had enforced, Carl wouldn't have ever wanted it out for his own deep insecurity with it and the almost scary impression it gave to those who saw it. His usual clothes, replaced by the darker albeit harder wearing clothes of a saviour and though you'd hate to admit it he did look like a saviour, he himself hated it, fitting the part, the part didn't fit him he was slowly being wedged into a box he wasn't supposed to be in. 

The main room is full of kneeling people, Carl drops to his knees as well. 

"You kneeling, you're the lucky ones, you're just here to witness what happens when you fuck up big time" the man spoke with an almost rhythm, like he was singing. 

"however, this un-fucking-lucky fuck, he'll remain a permanent reminder not to fuck up or you'll end up lookin' fucked." he's an animated speaker, waving his arms around and making a scene off everything he did, he was all for the dramatics. He nods the gaggle of people standing up though you just keep your eyes on  Carl as he walks over to the furnace, slipping a heatproof glove on and grabbing a metal rod out of a bucket of cold water using it too pull the read hot iron out of its container, Negan slips his own glove on, watching as a man is stumbled in bag on his head being kicked forward by Arat. 

The man is pushed down into the chair and Negan pulls the bag off his head, Carl seems to edge closer to you, as Negan places the iron on the side of the mans face, his skin bubbling and melting into the metal of the iron, and all you can do is stand their in horror unable to stop negan. You doubted you'd get a moment alone with carl.

Once all was said and done downstairs Negan lets Carl off to get back onto his tasks taking you upstairs, sitting back down again.

"so, do you and the pee pee pants crew have any plans to take out more of my mother fucking men?" Negan dampens his lower lip with his tongue anticipating your answer.

"No. We don't, not that I know of. I- I don't go to the meetings, i work in the infirmary I'm not in the millita." you ramble hoping, praying its enough.

"So, you're not even good enough for ricks pricks, and yet you still decided to come to my main fucking place an gun down half-a-fucking-dozen of my men." he looks you up and down like you're dirt. 

Theirs a loud panicked knock at the door revealing a guy.

"what the fuck now?" Negan is visibly upset from being interrupted again.

"Dixon, he's causing problems out their man, you gotta sort him out."

Negan rolls his eyes in annoyance running his tongue over the smooth enamel of his front teeth grabbing Lucille as he slips out following the man leaving you alone, or so you thought. Carl slips into the room, closing the door behind him.

"Oh fuck, I've missed you so bad." He says eye falling too the ground like he hasn't got permission to look at you, you stand up from where you're sat standing in front of him, your gaze softens, tilting your head.

"look at me..." you breathe, reaching out too bring his chin up too look at you. "I- I'm sorry Carl, should've tried to find you, i thought you were at hilltop, Oh god look what they've done to you..." You whisper meeting his eye.

"I'm so sorry I should've-"you stammer, but he cuts you off bringing his cold hands to your face pulling you in for a kiss, Its anything but tender, fast and hungry like he's drinking in as much of you as he physically can before the two of you inevitably get drawn apart once again, and you find yourself doing the same, feeling the oh so familiar warmth of his hands as they snake around your hips.

When you pull apart, his head falls onto your shoulder, he whispers, fast and manic like he needs the message to get out as fast as he physically can 

"I've been trying to get out, i will do it, ill find my way back to you, my dad , Michonne, Jude, everyone. Its easier to just do what he says than be punished, he barely lets me out of sight, And fuck I don't know what to do, but ill figure it out. I have to figure it out. I'm trying...I'm trying... I'll make my way back to you..."

[duchessonfire]

Heyyyy Duchess! 🥰 Omg, I literally cannot with how much I’m obsessed with every single Cegan fic you’ve ever written. It’s like, no matter what AU they’re in, they always find each other and fall in love (in that slightly twisted, totally them way). And honestly? We’re all here for the toxic-but-make-it-hot vibes, lol. 😂

Anyway, no pressure or anything, but I gotta ask... Is Savior!Carl making a comeback soon? 👀 Like, for real, I’ve spent way too much time imagining what could possibly happen next. After that whole condom-gate mess (iconic, btw), our ship hit that sweet spot we were all dying for: Negan lowkey obsessed with controlling Carl and making him his everything, while Carl just wants to feel needed, owned, and finally free from all that fear of being discarded. Ugh, chef’s kiss. 👌✨

But like... That balance is hanging on by a thread, and even though I remember you saying in the comments that things would stabilize by the end of Part 3, my brain is straight-up incapable of imagining how they’d get there without your genius storytelling. I desperately need your words to make it all click. 🙏

That said, if you’re cooking up something new or just need more time to vibe and create, no worries at all—I’ll wait as long as it takes. You’re amazing, Duchess, and your writing has honestly made my life so much brighter. Love ya!! 💕 Keep being the literal queen of Cegan fic. 😘

Hiiiii!

Omg thank you so much for your sweet message, you're too kind 😭❤️

I can't even begin to tell you how much space Cegan takes up in my head, it's actually ridiculous. I spend what feels like every minute of every day *obsessed* with them. A lot of it, let's be honest, has to do with how smoking hot Jeffrey Dean Morgan is, but also I'm still riding the high of the few interactions Carl and Negan had in the series. (If I think too much about the fact we could have had so much more, I'll start throwing up ☠️). They are just THE PERFECT toxic but sweet relationship.

Thank you so much for telling me your thoughts on the Savior!AU, it really means a lot to me ❤️🥺 I will get back into it soon, but it's going to take a while because I want to do a full re-read of it starting with Part 1 + re-watch TWD from the line-up episode all the way to S8 before I start writing again. That way I can really immerse myself back into this universe and into Bad Wolf Negan (which is my affectionate title for Negan before the cell). I've spent the past 3 or 4 months working on my Dead City fic where Negan was very kind and soft and a gentleman so I need a good refresher on how dark and awful Negan can be before I get back into the Savior!AU 😅

First, though, I'm going to post the first chapter of a new fic I have been planning for *a while*, because the Cegan Bingo event ends on December 4th (the day before my birthday 🥰) and I just need to post one more square to hit a bingo!! I'm VERY excited about this new fic. It's going to be super long (as usual...), and it will be set in the real world, no zombie apocalypse. It's also going to be FILTHY 🔥🔥🔥🌶️🌶️🌶️ Like, literally the dirtiest, kinkiest fic I've ever written in my life, and I'm super excited for that. I'll do my very best to post the first chapter within the next two weeks so I can make it before the end of the bingo. 🤞

Thank you again for your sweet message and I hope you'll like all the Cegan that's coming 🤗❤️🥰💐✨

[reallygreatblogname222]

This probably won't be interesting to anyone else (unless you're an overly tidy person like me) but here are some of the word counts I'm most proud of!

[pandolimb]

CROPPED VERSION

2023

[ravensareheretostay]

Sunblind

Chapt. 2/2, 26k

LINK

Snippet:

Carl thinks this is it. That he will break down in front of his dad. That he’ll spill out every disgusting detail, every single thing that ruined him. Everything he let happen to him. Everything that he wanted to happen to him.

“It’s okay. I’m just glad Daryl was there with you.”

The squeeze on his shoulder is terribly compassionate. Obnoxiously understanding.

“I gotta…” Carl croaks and stands up.

[ar-grimes]

i’ve been writing since 1pm, and i hate it all but peep the ao3 here shortly 🥰

[ryisbread]

this screams Cegan

"You think you have control, but you don't."