#cassia & negan

[savior-negan]

❝  you’re so strong.  and brave—but i wish you knew you don’t always have to be.  i’m here,  if you’re ever willing to let me help shoulder those burdens.  ❞ Cass

Affectionate and affirming prompts from here @ourwrittenstories

“Cass…” Negan just sighed and laid back on the couch they were sitting on, her hands still wrapped around his neck while her eyes stared at him like a little puppy. He loved that girl so much, he loved how affectionate she was and how she always reassured him he was doing the right thing, but that didn’t change the fact that he sometimes felt guilty. Of course this world had forced them to change this way, to become monsters themselves in a world full of dead corpses walking and psychopaths raising. But sometimes he wondered if he was really doing the right thing. If his whole play of being the bad guy and evil villain who let women suck him off for points really was the right game to play or the facade he wanted to keep.

“I don’t think I’m half as brave as you see me as. The only thing I wanna make sure of is that people like you are safe. People I give a shit about besides all of these motherfuckers out there.” With a painful smile he reached out for her face, striping his thumb over her plump lips that usually did such a good job in calming his doubts. “I couldn’t forgive myself to bury you under the weight I try to carry. This is the only thing I’m good in, or at least that’s what I wanna believe. I don’t wanna ruin you with it. I prefer to ruin you in other ways.” With a smirk he leaned closer to kiss her lips but just for a short intense moment until he pulled her closer into his strong arms. “You’re my baby girl. Let me protect you. Let me just watch you smile or freak on me, just the way we both enjoy it so much.” Like a cat he nuzzled his head against hers to have her scent all over his face and stuck in his beard, cause her smell was thousand times better than this endless mixture of blood and death. “And if you ride my cock from time to time on top, then I’ll be just fine. I promise.”

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Negan & Cassia for the nsfw pairing meme 😘

iSend me a pairing and I’ll tell you:

Who is louder? Cassia. She's a very squeaky, pitchy, moaner.

Who is more experimental? Like???? Cassia I guess since it's stuff he already knows?

Who takes more risks? Negan. Cassia will take them, she just needs to be pushed in the right direction or she won't know there are risks to take.

Do they fuck or make love? Both??????? (Mostly Fuck)

Lights on or off? On so they can see all the nasty.

Who is more likely to be caught masturbating? Negan because Cassia can't touch herself without his permission, duh.

Who is more likely to suggest a threesome? Negan

Has either stolen the other’s underwear? Negan for sure has and if Cassia wouldn't be swimming in them she'd wear his boxers

Who comes first? Cass

Who is better at oral and who prefers it? Negan's better (She's learning!) I think they both prefer it like??? Yo?

Who is more submissive? Cassia

Who usually initiates things? Negan

Who is more sensitive? Cassia

Who has the most patience? Negan

Which kinks do they share? Oh god. BDSM, Biting, Spanking, Choking, Slapping, Humiliation, Degradation, Daddy, Bloodplay, Edging(knives), Edging(orgasm denial), like...most kinks I'd wager.

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☎👂😍💤📖🍺✔️🍵 (for Cassia)

Send ☎ for your muse’s info in my muses phone (name, ringtone, picture, last text received/sent). Name: Daddy💖 Ringtone: Be Kind Picture:

Last text received: Come over to the apartment, babygirl. Last text sent: I cant SOMEONE gave us an impossible essay and im a perfectionist

Send 👂 to overhear my muse talking about yours. (Pretend she's on the phone with her over protective foster sister Sam lol) "No, I can't- stop, I'm not gonna tell you who it is, just-yes. He's perfect. I promise, okay? No-he's-would you let me talk, jesus christ! He doesn't-he's complicated. I think he's been through a lot and that it keeps him guarded. What do you me-I never said he was a student. I just said I met him at school....I'm not going to say yes or no to that question, just stop asking.......- Fuck yeah he's like the hottest person to ever exist. God, he treats me like I'm some china doll and I kind of love it, but I kind of want him to break me, y'know? Shut up, just- I don't think he'd hurt me. I'm more worried about hurting him, like, he's so strong and he has this almost perfect mask of control, but I dunno there's something about him that makes me scared. Not, like, not scared for my life scared, but like......I don't want to scare him away scared? He kind of makes me think of a scared animal that could lash out if it feels threatened and, god, that sounds so dumb and he'd hate me for saying that, but I just want to make him feel better and know he's not alone.

Send 😍 for my muse to tell yours three things they love about them. 1. "I love your scruff. It's stupid attractive and I like how it tickles (and burns) my skin. I could scratch it for hours, like, jesus it's distracting all I wanna do is touch it." 2. "You're like this big walking radiator and I just need to be sitting next to you to feel your warmth. It makes me feel safe and all I want to do is curl up in it." 3. "I shouldn't say this because it's gonna go to your head, but I love how much of an asshole you are. It's funny, especially when it's not directed at me, but it's also just....stupid hot."

Send 💤 for my muse to say something about yours in their sleep. "Nnnnn, watch out-the seagulls have shotguns-s'okay, I'll protect you Negan. I'd kill for you. Kill em all." (well that's dark Cassia wtf)

Send 📖 for my muse to read out an entry in their journal/diary about yours. "Dear Diary, do you think it'd be inappropriate if I went to Professor Richter office in my shortest skirt and gave him a blow job for good grades???? Idk if he's that kind of guy, but i can't fail his class and im getting desperate.....No, that'd be dum. He hates me and I'd end up expelled. Fuck."

Send 🍺 for my muses drunk reaction around yours. Cassia is a very touchy and giggly drunk, but she's also sooooo insecure. Like one small thing and it will turn the giggles to cries so being around Negan when drunk is...it's a rollercoaster. Part of her wants to crawl on his lap or dance with him, but what she ends up doing is sitting on her hands and staring at him from across the room like the most tempting forbidden fruit in the world. Unless they're alone, then she'd sing and dance while holding his hand even if he's not joining in and start making out with him at some point before passing out. Messy drunk.

Send ✔️ for a daydream my muse has had about/involving yours. The end of the world never happened. Zombies didn't take over and the majority of humanity was alive and well. Cassia was shopping at a small grocery store, not paying a lick of attention as her hands were full of fruit, and ended up bumping into some solid warm mass. She almost fell, her fruit did, but she was caught by strong hands and saved from the inevitable crash. The mass ended up being Negan, obviously, and instead of being annoyed that she wasn't watching where she was going he was dazzled by her just as much as she was dazzled by him. It's a teenage fantasy, realism isn't necessary. He invites her to dinner, they have Sushi (her favorite) and fall in love in a sappy ever after way.

Send 🍵 and my muse will reveal one of their biggest regrets involving yours. She regrets not listening to her Diary sooner tbh. Wasted time.

[savior-negan]

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Send a 📸 to see 3-5 pictures that my muse has/has taken of your muse(s) {accepting} @ourwrittenstories

Well we all know that Cassia and Negan are more than a naughty couple 👀 so these pictures should be no surprise.

The first one is on his toilet in the bathroom next to his office when she wants to spy on him and just be close to him even if he doesn’t allow her to stay in the office. She behaves and just reads magazines while he has talks with other students and he had to take a picture of his good girl. I guess the next is self explanatory. 👀 her reward after being a good girl.

The next shot is just random cause he loves her natural look and yeah… how young and innocent she looks. 👀

Next ones are self explanatory again… just the second is probably at his place in the woods and she just enjoys his fireplace and reads probably books she doesn’t understand from his shelf or thinks are boring until he comes back from chopping wood 😏

Last one is when they are officially together and he wants to show her off properly. He would get her this dress and stylists just so she feels like a true lady that day and not like the little girl he fell in love with once.

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“No, like... it’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.” (For Cassia)

Cassia looked down at the obnoxiously oversized t-shirt she had on and fidgeted a little with the knot in front that covered her naval. She had rolled up the sleeves into a more comfortable fit and paired it with one of her rare pairs of shorts. People had been looking at her or even commenting on her change of style and wondered who's tee it really was.

"Right- uh- I may have...stolen it when you weren't looking...and a sweater." Cassia mumbled a little under her breath, feeling like she had been caught with the test answers written on her palm, before looking up at him with a hopeful smile. "Is that okay? They just- they were warm and still smell like you and that might be a little weird or creepy, but I just- I thought maybe it'd....be okay?"

[savior-negan]

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i couldn’t fix him. but i could fuck him

[savior-negan]

💝 : Give my muse a box of chocolates (Like Cassia putting it on his desk before class tho????)

Valentine’s Day emoji prompts {not accepting} @ourwrittenstories

He had been late that day. Late to the class where he knew he would see her again. Where he knew he would have to ignore her again. As Negan woke up that morning and realized what day it was, he even thought about calling in sick even if he never did that once during his whole career and never thought he would for such a stupid reason. Usually he was very good in hiding what he felt, in playing the unattached cold blooded man that allowed no one to get close to him. But in reality he did know that Cassia came closer than most of the people before her, cause something about her simply made him weak and it began to scare him.

Of course he went to class anyways but he changed his suit a few times until he decided to wear a turtleneck sweater today since it was still kinda cold outside and in the classes. For some reason he didn’t want to dress up on valentines when she would see him cause she could interpret it wrong and raise her hopes when he always tried to give her none, but then he walked into the class and noticed that something was placed on his desk, a little box of chocolates with a note that only showed “xoxo” on it. It must’ve been from her, right? Or did he have another secret admirer he fucked at night? No definitely not, but that didn’t change the fact that he also got some flowers today from colleagues who asked him for a date more than once where he always declined. But chocolate? That was pretty rare. And in his classroom? Did she want the others to notice? Or was it just to provoke a reaction from him?

Negan decided he would ignore it for now but two of the girls asking him for advice on a text they had to work on definitely noticed the box and asked him if he was having a date today. Of course he didn’t answer and waved them both off like he always did with personal matters, but a part of him wondered if Cassia told them anything and if they were just checking if it was true.

“Nice box you got there, professor. Who is it from?” Cassia suddenly asked after class and leaned up on his desk to look over to the box with a wide smirk. With a roll of his eyes he continued packing his books and looked over to the door closing behind the last students leaving before he smashed his hands flatly on the desk and leaned over too to hiss into her face. “Stop bullshitting me. Chocolate Cass? In my class? On my desk? Who do you think you are?”

For a second it seemed like she was intimidated but Negan knew better as she spoke up in her sassy tone. “Excuse me, I thought you might appreciate that someone gives you something else than these damn flowers in your office every year. People talk about it, you know?” So she was jealous. What a surprise. And she turnt away to leave to provoke him what worked just perfectly like it always did as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

“I didn’t dismiss you yet. This class is still going until I say it ends for you.” Negan knew that she loved when he got mad like that, but sometimes it also scared him how much he actually was used to it by now and how easy it was to fall back into these habits. “I damn well know where these are from and I get it. You want me to have a date with you today, right? Cause you can’t stand the thought of me fucking someone else, especially one of the women who sent me the flowers, huh? That’s why you chose something else. Something as sweet as you to remind me you’re different, right? I’ll tell you something: I already know that you’re different Cass. That’s why I chose to fuck you and not the others who tried the same fucking thing on me, alright?”

Yes she loved it and he saw it in her eyes glowing up as he talked that way. With a pleased smirk she grabbed his strong jaw, her fingertips wandering over his scruff. “You asked me who I think I am and let me tell you: I’m the girl you’ll fuck on Valentine’s Day. In your place. Not your desk. Not my dorm. Your place. Right?” Well that girl had a boost of confidence over night but maybe his praising during their last night was a bit too much and made her even sassier than he knew her already. But did he mind it? Not one bit.

“I pick you up at 8. With the bike. Bring your helmet.” Finally his hand let go of her and he stepped back to his files, but then he noticed the box of chocolate and interrupted Cassias leaving. "Take this.” The box was thrown back to her hands where she looked with a surprised gaze at him. “I’m not the sweet guy, you from anyone should know that. Eat it yourself to get over the next hours of missing me.” With a teasing but confident wink he closed his suitcase and stepped to the exit while Cassia just looked after him, primarily at his ass probably.

“Thank you professor.” And again she won. Got him right where she wanted without anyone probably believing her. But did that really matter when they had each other? No, tonight it didn’t.

[alexis-vaughn]

Which muse usually stays silent on sinday? Share some headcanons about your muses’ sexual and/or romantic orientation. What are your favourite ships for your muses? Do you have muses you ship with each other? Whichh muse has the strangest kinks?

sinday meme for people with a multimuse or more than one rp blog from here @wexarethewalkingxdead

Which muse usually stays silent on sinday?

Probably Alex. But that’s not because she isn’t interested in sex, it’s just that she doesn’t need a sinday for it I guess 🤣 that’s why Rick for example gets more loud since he usually isn’t the sexual guy and tends to live out his secret desires then.

Share some headcanons about your muses’ sexual and/or romantic orientation. What are your favourite ships for your muses?

All of my muses besides Tommy are pansexual. Tommy wouldn’t mind to make out with a guy if it was needed and acknowledges beauty in men so I would say he’s bisexual with a lean towards women, but he definitely is heteroromantic cause I can’t imagine him falling in love with a man. The others are also panromantic cause for them gender really isn’t a thing, love and sex is often connected for them and that goes beyond gender. They love who they love and even if I think Rick and Negan lean towards women as well, for Rick it’s more out of his insecurities since he had never been with a man and suddenly being the possible bottom would confuse him. Rick often falls in love with softer and submissive women while with men it would be the total opposite but that’s why he can also imagine to subdue himself while with women it wouldn’t cross his mind necessarily. Negan would never be the bottom with a man, but he likes sex and doesn’t care about the gender if it’s just about fun. But he likes more dominant women and more submissive men (the only man I shipped negan with so far was Rick and he was the only one he trusted enough to be taken from since he respects him so much and somehow I can’t imagine him doing that for another man but you never know), but for Negan to fall in love with a man would take a really special one while for Rick that’s somehow easier.

And ship wise ugh… I love ALL of my ships 😭 but of course I have some muns who are with me since I started writing here and that’s why our ships accompany me so long so of course they hold a special place in my heart. For example: Alex x Sam, Alex x Shane, Alex x Magna, Alex x Duncan, Rick x Beth, Rick x Eloise, Rick x Charlotte, Rick x Sienna, Rick x Em, Rick x Rosita, Rick x Negan, Negan x Beth, Negan x Polly, Negan x Cassia, Tommy x Akina, Tommy x Adelia, Tommy x Erin and so many many more really ❤️ I love all my partners and everyone who’s with me since such a long time and is always patient and supportive with me is dearly appreciated which makes our ships special too ❤️

Do you have muses you ship with each other?

Actually yes. I ship Alex with Rick and Tommy but also I would consider shipping her with Negan, even if my original idea of her when creating her was being a lost sibling of Negan (cause I think their characters and looks are pretty similar that’s why I like to call her my female Negan and also created her before I even wrote Negan cause so many great negans already existed and I wanted a female version for him). Also I ship Rick and Negan.

Which muse has the strangest kinks?

Negan. But tbh none of them has really strange kinks, they all tend to rough sex and light bdsm (including cuffing, bondage, blood play etc) but I guess Negan is just the kinkiest in general.

[savior-negan]

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[wrathfulmercy]

6. What is something that you didn’t think you will write but now you are writing it?

More munday questions from here

Ohhhhhh so many things!!!!! First of all I started with maybe three different verses and now I develop more and more for all of my muses which is incredible. Also I never thought I would write Negan but now I do. And I also never expected me to have a female OC and now I have my wonderful Alex 😭 and all the ships D: before I only had like 2-3 ships for Rick in mind I would write, but then there developed so much more than that cause you all portray your muses so individually and I even started to love OCs and some of them are my OTPs when I never planned on writing OC pairings or canon pairings I disliked on the show. For example I never liked Lori on the show or comics and here rick and Lori were one of the first pairings I wrote and love. I also thought I would never write big age gaps like with Negan and Cassia or Beth and Rick but now I have a big love for it 🤣 oh and I’m so happy I can write a tattooed assassin Rick who’s so much darker than the rest of his verses 😭😭😭😭 I love to explore all the different aspects of muses and you all give me so much inspiration for it so thank you! (Especially you baby you’re the reason why I ship Beth and Rick hard when I never did before 🤣 shame on you!)

[walkingdeadfan25]

Call Me Jesus part 5

** Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters. I only own Cassia. Other characters belong to their respective owner(s). 

Warning: May contain content not suitable for some people. Read at your own risk. Some situations are mature.****

 “When I got here, Gregory was already in charge. Thought the people chose him for a reason. Looking at it now, I think it just happened. I didn’t like how he did things, I couldn’t imagine anyone else in his place. I can now.” “Who?”, Maggie asked. “We’ll talk about it sometime.”, Jesus said with a slight smile. Sasha and Maggie turned to him.

“I should have talked to Gregory sooner. I’m sorry. Hopefully you guys will let me make it up to you?”

“We will. Look they’re closing up the gates.” Maggie and Sasha turned to leave and Jesus pulled away from Cassia. “Wait, they’re still loading up outside.” Maggie turned to Cassia, “We’ll see you later tonight for dinner.” They left and Jesus turned to Cassia, “I’m sorry I didn’t stand up to Gregory sooner.”, he wrapped his arms around Cassia’s waist and his voice turned husky, “Maybe you can let me make it up to you?”

Warmth pooled in her lower stomach as she brought his face closer to hers, “Maybe once I’m healed.”, she responded us Jesus smiled and began to kiss her passionately. A knock started them to break apart. “It’s Sasha.” “Come in, we were just about to leave.”, Jesus said. “If you want to make it up to us.. can you find where Negan lives?” “One of the trucks is going back there, so yeah, I can do that.”

“Can we keep this between us? Just you, me and Cassia?”

“I don’t like that and I’m sure neither does Cassia.” Sasha looks at them sadly, ‘Me neither.”

Sasha left. “I’m going to. I’ll be careful I promise.” Jesus led Cassia back to his place. Once inside, he got his running gear on. He turned to face Cassia, she handed him her favorite knife. “This is the only thing I have to remember my father by. It’s kept me safe and I want you to have it for your journey, a piece of me to remind you to hurry home safely.” Jesus took it and slid it into his belt then pulled Cassia into a hungry kiss. They kissed like it’d be their last. He slid his tongue past her lips as he let her taste wash over him. Cassia pulled away, “I’ll be here for you when you get back, ready.” Jesus understand her meaning.

 “Cassia are you sure? I don’t want to rush into anything if you think this has to happen, because it doesn’t .” “I love you, Paul Rovia. I want you to be the first and only man I ever give myself to fully.” He gave her a passionate kiss, “I’d be honored. I can’t say you’d be my first but you will be the first and only I have ever truly made love to.” He rubbed his nose against hers before pulling away to find where Negan lived. 

Cassia followed him out, running into Sasha who was on her way to gather her for supper with her and Maggie. Sasha spend the door as they were surprised by Enid.

“Enid. It’s so good to see you! Did you travel here alone?”, Cassia asked as she moved to hug the girl. “Hi. I-I came to help. And yes I came here myself.” They sat down, Cassia beside Enid. “Why are there balloons on Abraham’s grave?”, Sasha asked. Enid looked to Maggie. ‘I didn’t have the heart to tell you. Glenn would’ve. He was a bad lair.” Enid turned to Sasha, “Sorry.” Sasha smiled as she said, “There’s no need to be sorry. Nothing wrong with balloons.”

“There’s nothing marking the graves.” “No. Maggie was using Glenn’s watch but douche bad Gregory, the ‘leader’ here, took it.” Maggie took the watch out, “It was my dad’s. He gave it to Glenn. But I’m giving it to you.”, Maggie said handing it to Enid. They all held hands and said grace before eating. “For this new morning, with it’s light, for rest and shelter of the night, for health and food, for love and friends, for everything that goodness sends. Amen.” “Amen.”

Once done with dinner, Sasha and Cassia sat outside sharpening their knives. Afterwards, Cassia goes back to Jesus’ her stitches hadn’t caused her any problems, so she undressed herself and pulled on one Jesus’ shirts. She got in bed and snuggled up to his pillow, his scent lulling her to sleep. She awoke the next day, got dressed and began helping everyone out with whatever they needed; keeping her mind off Jesus.

It was around the afternoon and Cassia had her break. She felt arms wrap around her waist and turned. Jesus smiled down at her. She leaned up and pressed a loving kiss to his lips. “Hi.”, he whispered against her lips. “I’ve got someone here to see you.” Cassia pulled away to see Daryl. Tears sprung into her eyes as she ran to him.

She hugged him tight as tears fell from her eyes. “I see Jesus has been taking care of care.”, he said in his gruff voice as he hugged her back. “Yes, he has. How are you, you doling ok?” “I’m fine, always am.”

After their little reunion they helped Cassia finish the task she was doing before lunch. Suddenly Maggie called out for her, Sasha and Enid. They rushed to the gates as they opened, revealing Rick, Michonne, Tara, Carl and Rosita. Cassia smiled. Rick talked Maggie as Jesus came up behind Cassia, wrapping his arms around her. Rick came up to Cassia. “”I’m glad you’re better.”, he noticed Jesus’ hold on her and smiled, “I see you finally happened. I owe Michonne the last candy bar. You take care of her Jesus.” Jesus smiled. Everyone hugged one another with Carl threatening to hurt Jesus if he hurt Cassia, he also asked if he was ok after jumping out of the truck.

Cassia turned to Jesus, “Paul Rovia! You jumped out of a moving vehicle. You said you’d be careful.” Jesus looked at Carl and then Cassia, “Yes but I’m fine. i told you I would be.” Cassia turned to see Rick hugging Daryl. Cassia even caught Enid and Carl looking at each other. “You finally lose your mouth virginity?”, Cassia joked with Carl playfully nudging him. “Yeah you lose your actual virginity?”, Cassia playfully gasped, “No but I will tonight.”

Carl gave her a horrified look and moved beside Enid while Cassia laughed. “You’re going to scar that boy Cassia.”, Jesus told her. “I was only telling him what he asked.”

“You’re still serious about this?”

“Yes, but only if you want to.” Jesus dropped the subject as Rick approached him. Jesus reached behind his back and handed Rick his gun. Then they began to head towards Gregory’s office.

“No! No way in hell. That was not the deal. You people swore you could take the Saviors out, and you failed. So any arrangements we had is now done.....null and void. We aren’t trade partners, we aren’t friends, and we never met. Hmm? We don’t know each other.”, Gregory said. He sat down and turned to Rick, “I owe you nothing. In fact, you owe me for taking in the refugees, at great personal risk.” “Oh, you were very brave staying here while Maggie, Sasha and Cassia saved this place. Maggie is pregnant and Cassia was at risk of ripping her stitches and bleeding internally. Your courage was inspiring.”, Jesus said bitingly. Cassia patted his thigh approvingly. “Hey, don’t you work for me? Aren’t we friends?”, Gregory said to him.

Rick spoke up, “Gregory, we already started this.” “You started it.”, he filed back. “We did. And we’re gonna win.”

“They are killers.”  “Is this how you want to live? Under their thumb, killing your people?”, Rick implored. “S-sometimes we don’t get to chose what our life looks like. Sometimes Ricky you have to count the blessings you have.”

“How many people can be we spare?”, Cassia asked, “How many people here can fight?” “We?”, Gregory laughed, “I don’t even know how many people we have Cassandra. And does it even matter? I mean ugh w-w-what are you going to do? Start a platoon of sorghum farmers? ‘Cause that’s what we got. They grow things. They’re not gonna want to fight.”

“You’re wrong.”, Tara spoke up. “When people have the chance to do the right thing, they usually step up. I mean people just-” “Let me stop you before you break into song, okay?”, Tara just looked top Daryl exasperated. “And by the way, who would train all this cannon fodder?” “I will.” “Give me a week.” “Jesus and I.”, Sasha, Rosita and Cassia all replied. “Rhetorical, okay?”, Gregory said dramatically. “I don’t want to know. I never want to hear another word about any of it, ever.” “Would we be better off without the Saviors, yes or no?”, Rick demanded harshly. “Yeah. Sure, okay.”, Gregory replied as if he didn’t really care. “So, what will you to fix the problem?”, Michonne asked. “I didn’t say we had a problem. You did. And what happens outside of my purview is outside of my purview”

“What the hell, man? You’re either with us or you ain’t. You’re sitting over there talking out of both sides of your mouth.”, Daryl yelled. Gregory stood pulling the sleeve of his jacket down, “I....I think I’ve made may position very clear. And I want to thank all of you for not being here today, and not having this meeting with me or... or being seen on your way out. In other words, go out the back.” Everyone made their way out shooting Gregory a look. “Walking ballsack. Wanna knock that idiot’s teeth out.”, Rosita said. “Yeah, well, we don’t need him anyway.”, Daryl said. “Yeah, that’s right. ‘Cause we have Cassia, Maggie, Sasha and Jesus here.” “And.. Enid.”, Cassia said as the front door opened and said girl walked in. “Hey, hmm...” “What’s wrong?”, Sasha asked. “Nothing. Just....come outside.” Cassia is the first to move, following her out, everyone else followed. 

Once outside they were greeted by a small group. Cassia walked down the steps in front of them, Maggie behind her. “What’s going on?”, Cassia asked. “Hey. So if you don’t remember me, I’m Bertie. And I owe my life to you all, twice over. A bunch of us do. Enid says that you want Gregory to get us to fight the Saviors with you. Is that true?” “Yes.”, Maggie answered.

“Do you think we can win, that we really could beat them? Us?”, Bertie asked. “We do.”, Cassia replied.

“Well, Enid says you could show us the way. I’m ready.” “Me too.” “Yeah.” “Let’s do this.”, people agree. Everyone looks at each other smiling and Jesus interlocks his fingers with Cassia’s. “It’s a start.”, Cassia said as they began moving. “It still won’t be enough.”,Sasha said. “No it won’t.”, Rosita agreed. “Well, we find the right stuff, then maybe we don’t need the numbers. Blow ‘em up, burn ‘em to the ground.”

“You said there weren’t just soldiers with the Saviors, that there were workers there. People didn’t have a choice.”, Tara stated. “We gotta win.”, Daryl said. 

“We need more hands, another group. Negan has outposts. The geography, the distance works against us. We gotta get back. If they are looking for you Daryl, we need to be there.”, Rick announced. “You don’t have to get back.”, Jesus said causing everyone to turn to him, “Not yet.” He pulled a radio out of his pocket, holding it up. “It’s one of theirs, long range. We can listen in, keep track of them.”

“So, if we’re not going back, what are we doing then?”, Michonne asked. Jesus smiled, :I think it’s time we introduced you to Ezekiel. King Ezekiel.”

“King?”, Rick asked in disbelief.

[savior-negan]

❝  no one else is ever gonna have a chance with me.  you’re it.  you’re all i want.  ❞ (pick a verse any verse)

JEALOUS, FIERCLY PROTECTIVE & TERRITORIAL PROMPTS {accepting} @ourwrittenstories

It had been a long time since someone told Negan they want him like Cassia did. In fact she was the first one ever being as devoted as she was. He couldn’t deny it felt great being seen like that but a part of him was always scared when someone as pure as her felt drawn to the darkness he kept always to himself. Of course he wanted this, more than anything in the world he wanted to possess her, but risking that she could be harmed was something he couldn’t deal with. “Is that so?” he hissed through his teeth before his head moved up again, watching her tiny little body shiver from anger and anxiety. It wasn’t clear if she was afraid of him or just to lose him in this moment, but Negan knew he never wanted to see her like that again. No she wasn’t allowed to cry. “So that’s it, huh? Just you and me riding into the sunset? Is it that what you want?” And yes a part of him wanted it too but he wasn’t naive enough to believe it could really happen. No people like him weren’t allowed to have just a single good thing in life. Especially not someone like her.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about. What it means.” he groaned and stepped closer to her, his tall hand snapping around her throat to push her back against his door where he could lean his face next to hers and inhale every last part of her neck as if he was an addict. “You love me, don’t you? And fuck I’d be lying to say I wouldn’t love you back.” Even if he wasn’t sure if his love could be real or was just developing from this amazing feeling to be seen and being someone’s god. “You’re mine Cass. And you’re not even allowed to want anyone else, so what? Should I be thankful for your confession now? Cause this is all you owe me after I made you mine already.” And still he was grateful indeed just that he wouldn’t let it show too much.

Like a greedy animal he kissed along her neck and up to her ear, his strong body pressing against hers to keep her against the door. No escape. “No matter if I’m with you or not, if you live with me or not, I want you to keep that in mind. That wherever you are, you’re mine. And you’ll always be mine.”

[savior-negan]

New Years Kiss

Send “New Years Kiss” to give my muse a kiss at midnight on New Year’s Eve {accepting} @ourwrittenstories

Negan knew that she was at home, streaming on twitch to rant about her being alone on New Years cause her stupid boyfriend probably dumped her again. Of course he was sitting at home too since he had never been one of these party guys no matter how many invitations he got. In fact all he wanted to do was watching Cass, but the way she cried in front of her camera was breaking his heart and he couldn’t take it anymore.

Months had passed since she moved in to this apartment complex and during all the time Negan was always secretly watching over her, knowing that she was out of his league or should he say out of his age? But that didn’t keep him away from protecting her and it also didn’t stop her from appearing at his door sometimes asking for help even if he most of the time acted like he wasn’t at home cause he was too scared of the tension between them. At first he always thought it would scare her away, that it would ruin the connection they built or make him lose control but no, it was her asking for his company more and more or to watch her during her sleep when she got scared again. Cassia even mentioned New Years towards him, how he spends it and where he would be but of course Negan made up something cause he knew it would be too tempting to make this more than it already was.

Now he was the one knocking at her door, but in her outburst she didn’t open it right away and assumed it would be just one of her creepy viewers. To assure her it’s not, Negan wrote into her chat under his alias, the same name that donated money on her before and talked to her privately, maybe she even had a guess who it really was. She told her viewers to wait a moment and came to the door while Negan counted the last seconds of this year in his head. The door opened and with one arm leaning against the doorframe he looked up from his watch and raised a brow. “Took you quite some time.”

She was surprised as always, stuttering as she tried to explain she didn’t expected him until the countdown in the back announced the new year and interrupted her words. “I don’t care. I came to wish you a happy new year.” Before she could reply he already grabbed her face and pressed his lips on hers, sucking on her warm flesh that he now fantasized about for hours already. Negan noticed how her body gave in, how her knees got weak and how she hold onto his arm to keep him just like this. Of course she didn’t want to pull away and reached for his lips with hers even as their kiss ended, but Negan only smirked and whispered lowly “Turn off your stream. I want you at my place. I give you five minutes.”

His confident smirk turnt back into his emotionless facade and unimpressed he turnt around to walk back to his apartment as he heard Cassias voice again. “Wait! You… you really sure?”

Slowly he turnt his head over his shoulder and scoffed about her question. “I’m always sure about the things I say. Did you ever hear me telling bullshit? Five minutes Cass, or I’ll change my mind.” To let her know that he was watching he raised his mobile where her stream was still on and slipped it back to his pocket to get back to his apartment, waiting for her to join him.

[savior-negan]

“You look at yourself and see a monster… I see someone beautiful.”

For those who feel like a monster {accepting} @ourwrittenstories

“Bullshit.” he growled to himself and continued to hide behind his palm that slipped over his face. He just couldn’t look at her right now, couldn’t listen to the sweet words she was always using on him when he felt like the piece of shit he actually was. There was no explanation why she didn’t see it, why she had this different opinion of him and still it threatened to choke him right here and he couldn’t allow it. He couldn’t be weak towards her. Never.

“I… I don’t get why you’re saying that. You should just hate me, like everyone else. Why the fuck don’t you hate me?” Angrily he hissed through his teeth before rushing forward, his strong hand closing around her throat to push her against the wall and breathe in her face. “What about now? You still think this is beautiful? This side of me? Cause girl, I think you have no fucking clue what you’re talking about.”

[savior-negan]

💋💋💋💋

The first five asks with a 💋 get a kiss {accepting} @ourwrittenstories

[savior-negan]

🛡) My muse saves your muse from getting beaten up by a gang. (reverse. Negan saves Cassia so she can hero worship) (any verse)

Moonlight aesthetic starters {accepting} @ourwrittenstories

There was only rage left that erased every piece of panic that threatened to choke him. Panic of losing the only one he cared about, panic of going through all the pain again he tried to forget about and still wondered how he survived it. The answer was obvious cause if he wouldn’t have met Cassia, who knew where he would be by now and that alone was reason enough to rip out every last bone of them for trying to taking her away from him and to make it even more personal, he didn’t even take Lucille with him cause this was about Cass, not him.

As soon as door bursted open, every head turnt but they were too slow to react since he slit the first ones throat right at the door and kept his body in front of him as the others started shooting. Without a sound he rushed forward, just tension all over his face cause of all the hate that burnt under his skin. After pushing his first victim into one of the former shooters, he stole his gun and pushed them both away to shoot two guys at the other side of the room, now just one left threatening Cassia with a knife as he noticed the gun was already empty.

To hell with a gun he would choke that motherfucker with his hands if he had to and threw the empty weapon away, shifting to the left to avoid the assholes bullet. Now a growl left his lips, the first sound after coming into here and if these guys would have known Negan, they would have been aware of the fact that him being silent was a bad bad sign. They would wish for him to speak again, but sadly no one besides this one fucker would hear it now.

“What the hell were you trying to do to my girl, hm? She belongs to me and you’ll not take her from me.” His opponent now got scared and whimpered a weak “it’s alright man, she’s… she’s fine you can just leave with her.”

“Leave with her? Letting her live with the knowledge of you being still alive, possibly coming back at any time to try some shit again? No, you my friend overestimated your non existent balls if you thought I’d be such a guy and do that to her. I will save her. And I will set her free from any nasty ugly thought of you.” With one arm pushing him against the wall, his free hand could grab the knife on his back and with a nice swing he rammed it into the man’s groin just to see him screaming from pain but it wasn’t enough. It would never be enough until he was dead and therefore Negan pulled the knife back and hissed between his teeth “You won’t take…” Again his knife rammed between the man’s ribs now to make him gasp for air and with the last threatening push of his arm he forced him to look into his eyes. “…what’s mine.”

The last stab hit the others heart and with every tremble of the assholes body he sunk the blade deeper and deeper into his flesh until his heart stopped beating. With his face covered in blood he let him sink to the floor, his knife now cutting Cassias ties before he kneeled down before her and grabbed her face with shaking hands. “Baby… Are you alright? Did they hurt you?”