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smutinlove · 7 months ago

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Can u do carl grimes angst

after glenns death, negan has an impact on carl and y/n so they have very bad angst every day then negan notices and makes the situation worse so like he makes y/n try to k1ll carl to make her feel guilty

IM SO SORRY

"Rage Filling-up Semi-trucks"

You could still remember his face, Glenn's face. His sad and pleading eyes looking at his wife, Maggie, as he said the words, "Maggie—I'll find you." Those were the finals words that he spoke, those words haunted you and everyone.

Carl wanted to kill Negan, he hated him for what he did to both Glenn and Abraham. Both were strong and honest men who were loved to the moon and back. And now they were gone. And what really was the icing on the cake was that Negan would come by Alexandria and take resources, leaving the Alexandrians with barely anything.

And this enraged everyone.

You sat on the sofa, feeling helpless and miserable. You wished that he wasn't gone. Glenn was a father that you never had and always wanted. He was the light of your life. You didn't know how you were going to spend the rest of your life without him.

As your thoughts spiraled into a tornado, Carl walked by, his hair was dripping wet. He must've gotten out of the shower. "Are you okay?" asked the boy hovering over you.

Are you okay? Are you okay? Are you okay? Are you okay? Are you fucking okay?

Simply, no. You weren't. "Do I look okay, Carl? Do I fucking look okay? Glenn was a father to me. He was my best friend too. And now he's gone and I'll never seen him again!" You yelled with the force of a hundred thunderstorms. Your voice was unshaken.

"I miss him too! It's not just you, okay? I loved Glenn. He was family! I miss him all the time, every waking moment, I yearn for him." Carl replied.

He was right. It wasn't just you that missed him. Everyone missed him. Everyone who was present at the lineup missed him. Glenn was someone that was unforgettable. He changed and saved lives, including yours.

"Fuck. Congratulations, Carl! You were right, again! You're always right, aren't you? You and your smug smile," you scoffed. "Y/N, don't. Don't do this to me," he pleaded, his eyes watery, bringing you back to the night filled with terror.

"Fuck you for being right. Fuck you for being you." You ran out of the house, tears pouring down your cheeks. You couldn't believe it. He was being an asshole.

You heard a loud rattle of metal. "Rick, come on out! Let me in, baby! I need my shit now!" An all too familiar voice yell. Negan wasn't supposed to come for another week. Well, that's Negan Smith, the murderer of Glenn Rhee and Abraham Ford. So, you couldn't expect much from him anyway.

You watched as Rick went over and opened the gates of Alexandria. Negan, along with his crew, came in. "Woah, Rick! This shithole stinks. You ever use a bit of Febreze every now and then?" Negan joked.

You couldn't stand looking at him. You wanted to kill him and rip both his eyes out. But you needed a better plan. A plan that would guarantee Negan dead.

You went back inside and saw Carl putting his gun into his holster and a switchblade in his boot. You glared at him. You hadn't forgiven him yet.

It was definitely too early. "Y/N."

"What?" you replied.

He went closer to you, "Come on, we can kill that motherfucker together."

"You know what I want to do? Yeah, I wanna torture him. I want to rip his eyes out and cut his tiny little dick off. Then, I wanna bash his skull in like he did to Glenn."

Carl tilted his head.

"Y/N, we can do that together."

"No! Fucking no! I'm doing it alone. I don't want you with me. I'm not fragile. I never fucking was!" You yelled. You pushed him away.

"Y/N, you can talk to me."

"But do you listen? You just make it about yourself. Always trying to relate to make ME feel better. God, fuck you." you slapped him.

You went into the kitchen and opened a cabinet, you pushed away few boxes of stale cereal and grabbed the undocumented guns and knives. You picked a pistol and a switchblade.

You hid the switchblade in your boot and grabbed a holster from a different cabinet and put it on and tucked your gun in there. You adjusted your shirt, letting it hide the gun.

As you started to leave the house you said, "Carl, don't you think about following me."

You left, slamming the door. As you made your way down the porch, you heard someone call your name. "Oh, Y/N Rhee! It is Rhee, right? That's your last name."

The way your name rolled off his tongue, gutted you in a hundred ways, all ending with the same thing. Rage.

Y/N Rhee. He called you Y/N Rhee. Rhee. That was Glenn's last name. And he was using your name to ridicule Glenn's.

"Fuck you, Negan," you muttered.

He heard it. "Woah, the little miss can bark."

You looked around, no one was around. Not Rick, not Carl, not even Negan's goons. You discretely lifted your shirt up and grabbed the gun. You cocked the gun and ran to him, tackling him to the ground.

You put the gun to his forehead.

"I know you're sad. I've felt that pain before."

"No! You don't get to tell me about said. You do not get to do that. You're a monster. You are the fucking devil, Negan. And I'm ending it for you. Not tomorrow or later. But today."

Negan chuckled.

"No, you won't, dear. You're too pathetic and weak," said Negan.

It wasn't true. He was wrong. You had a strong will to kill him. And there was nothing preventing you to kill him. Nothing. You already had your finger on the trigger. You just needed to put a little bit more weight and he'd be bleeding out on the hot and rough ground, staining it.

"Do it. I dare you."

You couldn't. You got up and tucked your gun back in your holster.

"You know, you should never have your finger on the trigger if you're not ready to shoot. Have you ever even shot someone?" He asked.

You had. A few times. To you, those people you'd shot before were meaningless enemies. But to someone else, they were family.

"Yeah."

Negan nodded and sat next to you on the porch. "You know, kid, I'm sorry," Negan said with a smile.

"No, you're not," you replied. "You know that boyfriend of yours, Carl, right?"

You nodded.

"I heard you two fighting. Y'all were fucking loud! And I gotta say, that sounds like a fucked up relationship. Maybe It'd be better if he's dead." Death is something we all near each year and yet we try and stray far from. But now you had the opportunity to do it.

It'd be better. You two fought a lot. "Think about it, Y/N. It'd be freeing," and with that, he left.

You went back inside and grabbed your switchblade that you'd tucked in your boot earlier. Carl sat on the sofa, he looked angry.

"Oh, hey, Carl," you called out. "Hey, Y/N, listen, I'm sorry."

Everyone was sorry, but did they fucking mean it? No.

You charged at him and pushed him off of the sofa. You pinned him to the ground and brought your blade up to his throat.

"Y/N, don't do this."

"Stop telling me what I can and cannot do!" You yelled.

You brought the blade closer.

"I heard everything Negan said!" He blurted out.

You looked away, mortified. You listened to Negan Smith. You actually let him get inside your head. With that thought, tears streamed down your cheeks. "I'm sorry, Carl," you said.

You tossed the blade aside and the two of you got up and hugged each other.

"I let him get into my head. I let him... I'm sorry, I'm so fucking sorry."

"You don't have to be. Negan is just another fucked up, psychopath with parental issues who murders innocents for fun."

You laughed.

It was so fucking true.

───── ❝ authors note ❞ ─────

hey, whats up?? anyway.. i havent written in a long time so i decided to grace yall with my presence. HAHAHAH

anyway could yall tell i was listening to all too well and because i liked a boy?? HAHAHHA there are so many silly little references.

anyway send me more reqs!!

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sirensvcubus · 1 year ago

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Daryl x reader

Enemies to lovers

Smut

Takes pleace when Daryl was held captive and tortured by Negan, and later in Alexandria

Warnings: forced marriage, mentioned killing, captivity, implied torture, smut

This was written very sloppy but rest assured theres smut lol and sum parts r cringy but thats fanfic 4 u

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I had nothing against Daryl Dixon or his group I would have joined them much sooner if I could’ve, but Negan’s offer came first.

I was all alone out there no one to talk to nothing to eat when the saviors found me and brought me to negan, he told me i could be his wife or I could be on the front lines fighting for him. I fought for the saviors killed over and over again until I became desensitized to it. I couldn’t take it anymore and took up his offer to be his fake wife. I wanted him to grow on me but he didnt I only hated him more and more each day.

He knew I loathed him and he would take it out on me or the other wives. I would wander down the halls crying when i heard my cries eco back to me but it wasnt me. Thats when I first met Daryl Dixon. We talked about our lives, where things went wrong and what led us to crying in a lonely hallway or a dark room. I would bring him extra food and tell the guards to turn down the music because it was giving me a headache. Any time I was lonely or sad I would go to talk by his door.

He always talked about escaping but I knew if Negan caught me he would make me pay. But one day he yelled and he screamed after catching one of the wives cheating and after what he did I knew I had to get out of there and fast. I changed into jeans and long sleeve shirt got a gun and my machetes with a pack of food water and a map. Then i thought back to why I agreed to go with Negan in the first place. Where was I gonna go? Faced with the back exit and a long gloomy hall leading to another gloomy hall that contained Daryl, I chose the hall. You grabbed some clothes from a near by room and headed his way. I turned down the music and knocked twice like how I always do.

“You said you have a group right a good one nice fair people.”

There was a silence then he growled “yes”

You picked the lock with your bobby pin, a skill that always came in handy in the apocalypse.

You took a deep breath and opened the door he lunged at you pushing you against the wall with his hands around your throat. You had never seen him and only now released how strong he was. You let out a tear and he loosened his grip

“Please I cant, I cant do this anymore” you broke down.

He let go he grabbed the clothes, putting them on quickly. You faced the wall shaking your leg anxiously.

“Come on” you grabbed his hand leading him to the exit.

4 months later…

His group took me in after some convincing and I even got close with some of them. I felt safe in the first time in a long time. But Daryl and I only got more distant. I missed our little talks. But we both got more mad at each-other as time went on he resented me and i hated him for it. But everything changed one night. This night.

I knocked twice on his door

I waited out in the rain getting soaked from head to toe.

He took his time and slowly opened the door

“Why do you hate me.” I said desperately rain pooling down my face

“Get in here” he pulled you by your arm inside out of the cold rain

“Girl what the hell are you doing out there,its too cold, you got a death wish r sum”

“I have been through so much. Getting my ass kicked, forced to marry a monster, watching my friends die….my family. But I have never felt more alone surrounded by people who care about me because none of them were you.” You said.

He looked away from you thinking.

“Why” you said

“I don’t hate you, every time i look at you…….. I just remember that place …Negan , and I wouldn’t care except then I think of what he would do to me if he knew.” He said standing so close I could feel his warm breath on my neck.

“Knew what..” you trembled.

“The things I wanna do to you.” He whispered low in his rough accent.

You gulped “tell me”

“I have a better idea” he said as he leaned in for a kiss. It was slow at first getting faster and faster biting your lip occasionally pulling away to look at you. His hands fell from your face and glided down to your hips squeezing tightly when he got to his destination. it hurt a little bit but pulled a small moan out of you and your hole body vibrated as he pressed himself against you. His warmth radiated throughout you. Your breath quickened and he started letting out small grunts. You scrunched his hair in your fists as you made out more violently. He started kissing your neck giving small bits as he slid one of his hands down your jeans touching you lightly teasing you. You let out a begging moan. But he retracted his hand and pulled you by your waist over to the kitchen propping you up on the counter. He lifted you so easily without any strain, it made you sigh in his ear which teased out a big grunt. You chuckled a little pleased with yourself. He lashed back by grabbing you by your neck pressing you down on the cold counter as he went down on you.

“I thought you didn’t want me cold.”

“Lets get you really hot then.” He replied

He lifted you so you were sitting on his shoulders as he continued on you. You reached out only to find the ceiling to hold onto before you were dropped onto the bed.

In the morning you found him sitting up shirtless holding a cup of coffee. You were rapped up in the sheets you clothes spread throughout the house.

“Huuuuuu where did you get that.”

“My secret stash.” He smiled

The peace was suddenly cut short with heavy nocking.

“Ooooo boy, open up lovebirds I’ve missed you both”

Negan.

#fanfic #daryl dixon smut #daryl x y/n #daryl / reader #daryl fanfiction #smut #daryl dixon fluff #daryl dixon fanfiction #daryl dixon imagine

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yourwalkingdeadmf · 1 year ago

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Blood red ll

I HOPE YOU ENJOY IF YOU HAVE ANY SUGGESTIONS ON IDEAS FOR ME PLEASE LET ME KNOW

WARNINGS: SMUT, MENTION RAPE,BREEDING KINK,DOM CARL,SUB Y/N

DARLYS POV

Rick has call us to his house for a meeting I have no clue what about we are on are way there to see

A FEW MINUTES LATER

I knocked on the grimes house door and Rick let us in

Rick: hey guys so carl found a girl in the wood who runaway from the Saviors and negan

Maggie: what

YES I KNOW MAGGIE IS AT HILL TOP BUT FOR THE PLOT SHE IS HERE

Daryl: how old is this girl

Rick: I didn't ask yet but she seems to be around Carl's age

CARL'S POV

I hear everyone downstairs I need to wakeup y/n

Carl: y/n you need to get up and meet some people

Y/n gets up and nods

Y/n: can I stay behind you though

I nod and with that we headed down

Carl: hey guys this is y/n she is a bit tired and nervous

Y/n waves

Y/n: hi

MAGGIE'S POV

this girl she is scared I can tell

Rick: y/n this is Maggie daryl michonne carol and rosita

Rick says as he pointed to each of us when he said are names

Y/n: hi I'm y/n

Daryl: how old are you kid

y/n: 15

Y/N'S POV

Y/n: 15

I say to them the girl named Maggie walk over to me and hugged me

Maggie: I can't imagine what it was like for you to be there with negan

I hugged her back she was right she couldn't it was hard being there more the one of my dads man have tried to rape me and one did I lied when I said the guy I kill was because he tried he did that's why I killed him my dad he doesn't know

MAGGIE'S POV

this girl I can't imagine what she has been through because of those monsters this girl need love and support and im going to be there I'm going to give it to this kid

CARL'S POV

I know that I just meet this girl but I'm in love with her when I found her I was just so nice to her if it were anyone else I probably would have just killed them but with y/n it was like love at first sight

RICK'S POV

Rick: she is going to be staying with us michonne if that ok with you

I look at my wife and she nod as she see the way carl looks a y/n

Carl and y/n go back to his room

Rick: so negan is coming tomorrow did everyone hide this that negan would take

They all nod

Rick: ok I'll see you guys tomorrow

NEGANS POV

my daughter runway I should have know she has be acting so weird the past few day fuck

TIME SIKP TO THE NEXT DAY

Negan: little pig little pig let me in!

Y/N'S POV

me and carl where walking around Alexandra when I hear my dad yell

Negan: little pig little pig let me in!

Carl and everyone that I meet last night walk over to the gates a they opened and I ran up to but behind carl nervous for when my dad see me

NEGANS POV

I walk in to Rick the picks place and what do I see my daughter

Negan: y/n you have betrayed me your own dad

CARL'S POV

we all look at y/n

Carl: what

Y/n: I'm sorry I didn't say anything I just thought you wouldn't like me If I told you and I hate everything things he does please

I look at her with sympathy but to have a dad like him must be hard just how fast he was to just turn her away because she left tells me how much of a shitty father he is to her and just to think about all that she has seen him to I hugged her as negan left I dragged her to my room not only did I like her but she was the enemy's daughter and that thought alone turned me on once we got in my room I kissed her and she kiss me back

Y/N'S POV

He kissed me and u kissed him back

A few minutes of just kissing we started to take each other clothes off

Now we where naked

CARL'S POV

Carl: knees now

Y/n obeys and get on her knees

Carl: suck

Y/n: Carl what if someone comes in here

Carl: suck now

Y/N'S POV

I nod I start to kitten licking up and down his shaft

Carl: stop teasing

He slaps me in the face with his cock

And then I take him in my mouth

Carl: good girl just like that

After I sucked him off for a while I couldn't wait any more

Y/n: please carl

I begged

Carl: please what

Y/n: please fuck me carl please

CARL'S POV

I pick her up and throw her on the bed

And I line up with her entrance and with that

I trusted in to her and fuck her moans were great and I'm going to make sure I'm the only one that will ever hear them

Y/n: fuck faster please please please

I trust faster in to her and harder

This went on for a few minutes but now now we were both about to cum

Carl: do you want me to breed you make you mine

Y/n: fuck yes please

She practically screams as she cums on my cock and cum in her we both moan then we lay down her on my chest

Carl: fuck that was good

Y/n: yeah

Carl: you did so good for me

I say as I kiss her head

Carl: y/n will you be my girlfriend

Y/n: yes of course

She gets up a bit and kiss me and I smile

Carl: ok go to sleep love

She nods and she goes to sleep so I do to

AAA SO THIS IS MY FIRST EVER SMUT SO SORRY IF IT SHORT AND BAD BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER AND I HAVE SOME BIG THOUGHTS FOR THE NEXT PART AND SORRY THAT ITS LATE I STARTED SCHOOL SO THATS WHY

#carl grimes #carl grimes smut #carl grimes x reader #carl grimes x y/n #twd fanfiction

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dixonsgirl93 · 3 months ago

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unpopular opinion:

i love lori unapologetically and don't really gaf about her and shane sleeping tg. like it's insensitive but like u have the dead roaming around eating people alive like that is NOT the biggest issue in the show😭😭

and the way it wasn't even cheating because they both thought rick was dead. now if they knew he was alive and did it then that would be cheating BUT THEY DIDNT KNOW OMFG🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

i get like rick being upset but i'm talking about the FANDOM. like they dgaf about negan coercing women into being his wives, shane trying to rape lori, etc etc but they lose their shit (at only lori) for lori and shane sleeping together when they both thought rick was dead?

i don't think she was a bad mom either, carl didn't listen FOR SHIT and rick didn't pay much attention to him and his whereabouts either in the early seasons but everyone throws it all on lori

On the more extreme end, I actually think with Shane trying to get Rick out of the hospital, sure he didn’t know if Rick was alive but I think a tiny part of him was hoping he wasn’t so that Lori could fall in love with him

I think Lori must have had some attraction to Shane to even sleep with him in the first place.

You are right though, technically it was cheating but they didn’t know. The look on all their faces when they see Rick get out of the truck says it all (plus the guilt right after that).

It was obviously an emotional time being the end of the world and everything. People never consider that.

It’s also that people will look for any excuse to hate on a character more than they already do. They look for faults.

For a while I didn’t like Lori either until I actually looked more into her story and I don’t think she deserves all the hate she gets. And Carl is just an average annoying pre-teen.

She’d been through such a rough time: facing the end of the world, not knowing what the hell was going on, being in constant danger and looking after a child, losing the love of her life, his best friend manipulating her. Chaos. Hard to think straight in those circumstances.

But despite all that, people will still hate her for sleeping with Shane.

We get that one scene in the woods with her and Shane at the camp and it’s so clear she’s uncomfortable. She’s not smiling (at least, I see no genuine happiness of any kind), she’s hesitant to take off her wedding band from around her neck. But Shane looks genuinely happy, he doesn’t seem to notice or care for Lori’s discomfort so long as she lets him have her way.

It’s just a whole fucked up situation.

Another thing, with Negan, he, like Shane, have male pretty privilege. People may deny it but they weren’t as attractive as they are they’d get the same hate if not worse. Lori (while pretty) doesn’t have the pretty privilege that say someone like Rosita has.

If you put someone like Rosita in place of Lori you’d hear a whole different story about how lucky Shane was to “hit that” or some shit. She’d hardly get any hate for it.

#twd #twd unpopular opinions #unpopular opinions #ask

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lxchadora · 1 month ago

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A - Ships that you currently like a lot. (They don’t have to be OTPs because not everyone has OTPs.) Friendships, pairings, threesomes, etc. are allowed. B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind. C - A ship you have never liked and probably never will. D - A pairing you wish you liked but just can’t. H - What is your favorite source text for fandom stuff (e.g., TV shows, movies, books, anime, Western animation, etc.)? K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc? O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of? R - Which friendship/platonic relationship is your favorite in fandom? U - Three favorite characters from three different fandoms, and why they’re your favorites. W - A trope which you are virtually certain to hate in any fandom. X - A trope which you are almost certain to love in any fandom.

A - Ships that you currently like a lot. (They don’t have to be OTPs because not everyone has OTPs.) Friendships, pairings, threesomes, etc. are allowed.

Darabelle (Daryl x Isabelle - started shipping it a few days ago), Eugene and Rosita (Brotp), Yumagna, Andrea x Rick, Gleggie, Richonne.. There are so many others I like the idea of but those are my favorites at the moment.

B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.

I never considered Rick and Andrea until I rewatched the show. And I never considered Daryl and Isabelle until recently. To be fair back in my old TWD I didn't have many ships. I used to only ship Gleggie and Richonne.

C - A ship you have never liked and probably never will.

Negan and Maggie. He killed her husband.

D - A pairing you wish you liked but just can’t.

There are a lot of pairings I'm not into. But I don't really wish I liked them.

H - What is your favorite source text for fandom stuff (e.g., TV shows, movies, books, anime, Western animation, etc.)

TV shows and sometimes video games.

K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?

Daryl by far. I initially found him to be kind of a jerk and I never would have guessed that he turns out to be such a profoundly wonderful person. And I loved how Magna developed although I thought she was a neglected character on the show. I like Magna's development from outcast to group leader. I hope she meets Rick.

Loved how Eugene changed too.

O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?

Tori Amos - A Sorta Fairytale. Beth/Noah.

R - Which friendship/platonic relationship is your favorite in fandom?

Rosita and Eugene are my Brotp. And I love Carol and Daryl.

U - Three favorite characters from three different fandoms, and why they’re your favorites.

Magna from TWD because she's just my kind of character. Rebellious, dangerous, kind of edgy with a tragic past, but done in a good way. She's cunning and I like that, but she is also fiercely loyal and I just love how she became the group leader even though she never intended to or saw herself that way, because keeping her people safe and alive has always been her top priority without a second thought. That she didn't see herself as the leader even though she was shows that she is not the type who has their head too far up their own ass and just wants to force others to do as she says.

I will additionally list Rosita Espinosa because I'm writing her. I love Rosita because she is, in my opinion, one of the kindest The Walking Dead characters. I think many people don't realize this about her. She definitely can be blunt and she has a temper, but she's never lost who she is, even after terrible things happened. She's protective, resourceful, tough, I love her.

Miranda Lawson from Mass Effect because of the contrast between who you initially think she is, and who she really is once she allows herself to be vulnerable around Shepard. She's an incredibly well-written, complex character with many layers.

North from Detroit Become Human even if I think the game kind of did her dirty (I don't wanna spoiler too much for those who haven't played it) in some aspects. I like her because of her character development. And because she is willing to fight against what is unjust. She is always at your side no matter what.

W - A trope which you are virtually certain to hate in any fandom.

I don't like the whole soulmates!AU thing.

X - A trope which you are almost certain to love in any fandom.

Friends to lovers, I'm a sucker for that. Slow burn romance. Found family. Jerks with a heart of gold. There are probably a dozen of others but those are all I can think of right now.

#answered memes #thank you so much for these questions they were amazing

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teddybeartoji · 5 months ago

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and now I'm running as fast as I can to get to you >:3 you don't even have to open the door for me, I'll knock it down!!! I'm very strong!! (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠) I will dote you so much and take so much care of you!!! we can watch some series we like together!! or or or or inglourious bastards (hear me out I love that movie) ALL WHILE I CUDDLE YOU!!! 'CAUSE NUH UH I CAN'T BEAR TO HEAR THAT YOU'RE NOT TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF!!! IT'S OUTRAGEOUS! (taking care of you Is literally a dream mwah<3) ANYWAY!! As a twd characters I really like Rick (hehehe, I can't lie that man makes me so ANEBDBANE!!!) Daryl (he's such a sweetheart I love him so much pls let me hug you and take care of you!! DARYL JUST ONE CHANCE PLEASE) GLENN!! (MY GOD HE'S SO SWEET AND CUTE I LOVE HIM I SWEAR!!) I also really like Michonne, Carl (especially in the comic) and Beth especially in the fourth season which is one of my favorites. IN FACT ONE OF MY FAVORITE EPISODES IS THE ONE FOCUSED ON BETH AND DARYL. My favorite seasons are definitely the first four, I also really like the whole era of Alexandria and Negan, who even though his character made me suffer more than anything else in the world, I particularly appreciated the skills of the actor who managed to impersonate him so well that he made me hate him!!! WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON?? OR FAVORITE EPISODE?? PLEASE TELL ME, I LOVE SEEING YOU TALK ABOUT THE THINGS YOU LIKE WITH SO MUCH ENTHUSIASM, SEEING YOU HAPPY MAKES ME FEEL SO GOOD AND ALWAYS MAKES ME SMILE!!! MWAAAH I'M ABOUT TO COME AND FILL YOU WITH KISSES AND BITES(⁠ ⁠˶⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ꁞ⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠˶⁠ ⁠)(⁠っ⁠˘⁠з⁠(⁠˘⁠⌣⁠˘⁠ ⁠)

(AAAAH AND THE FACT THAT YOU SHARE BIRTHDAYS WITH RICK IS THE COOLEST THING EVER!!!)

PS: I FINALLY FOUND THE ONESHOT!! I'M GOING TO READ IT NEOOOOOOOWWWWW!!!

-Rory<3 (⁠´⁠∩⁠｡⁠•⁠ ⁠ᵕ⁠ ⁠•⁠｡⁠∩⁠`⁠)

EEEEEEEEEEEEERORYYY YOU'RE SO FUCKING SWEET WHAT AM I GONNA DO WITH YOUUU AAAAAAAAAAAHHH MY CUTENESS AGGRESSION IS SHOWINGGG I NEED TO SQUEEZE YOU SO HARDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND HELLOO I LOVE INGLOURIOUS BASTERDS IT'S ONE OF MY MOST WATCHED FILM OF ALL TIME LMAO

YESSS RICK LOVERS RISE UPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he still lives in my head a lot like he's so fucking cool and so hot lmao i always think abt that neck bite scene it's one of my favourite things everrrrr!!!! that's definitely one of my favourite eps too!!! aaaand my other fav ep is s6 ep10 that's the one jesus is introduced in lmaoo IT'S SOSOOO FUCKING FUNNYYYY I LOVE JESUS SM:3333333333

and omfg negannnn hhhhhhhhhhhhhh i hate him sooo bad i am also applauding the actor bc i pretty much stopped watch after the seventh season ashghasahgsga i just couldn't take it anymooreeee i think i watched the 8th too but i wasn't that invested in it at that point yk? evil evil man negan i cried so much during That ep hsaghsgha

i am good with all the seasons up until the seventh one!!!! sure, the first four are definitely Better but i still think that the fifth and the sixth are still a lot of fun hehehhe loved seeing rick in that uniform and in that white shirt:3333333333

BUT EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEHEHHEHEEE I'M KISSING U BACKKK I'M SMOTHERING YOU WITH MY LOVEE:333 THANK YOU SM FOR BEING THE CUTEST LITTLE ANGEL IN THE WORLD IDK WHAT I DID TO DESERVE YOUUU!!!!!!! I HOPE UR HAVING A WONDERFUL DAY A WONDERFUL NIGHT I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#AND YEESSSSS THE BIRTHDAY THINGG #LMAO I LOVE IT SM #I FEEL VERY PROUD OVER IT HGASHGASHGAGAS #thanks mom!!!#rory <3 #friends!!

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pinkandblueblurbs · 2 years ago

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the only way i could’ve liked negan is if we didn’t get introduced to him brutally murdering one of the core characters that the audience spent YEARS getting attached to. so thank u for validation in my negan hate, legit stopped watching after he showed up bc glenn was the heart of the show 4 me.

no literally!!! like thats what makes it not WORK with him. his literal first appearance, before we have any semblance of attachment to him, is him killing 2 characters we have a SHIT ton of attachment to. while traumatizing every other character we care about. and then he captures and tortures another one. and he seems to enjoy all of it. THEN they want us to let him have his lil redemption arc?? at that point no amount of tragic backstory or character development will work for me lol

#esp since they ALSO try to push maggie forgiving him/making peace w him joining them #like it just doesnt make seeeense #sigh #gill watches the walking dead

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thewalkingdeadband · 1 year ago

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Sort of random review for ftwd s8 ep 6 (spoilers ahead)

Things that made me ugly cry:

- "i will leave this message every morning at down" the parallel i swear

- "I need you to look after Grace for me"

I mean just the fact that he buried Grace near Eastman.. 💔

- the whole speech to Eastman, how much he's grateful for him, the little smile he gave his grave while Mo was training with the stick, like "see how good she is?"

"They are people that means as much to me as you all do", i m so happy he said that 💚

And the worst: "need to make sure they are ok"

Well, well.. 😭

and then you see the people he lost in a flashback montage, AND IT INCLUDED BENJAMIN😭

Yet he doesnt even know abt Henry😭

Finch dying, i f....king hate it. He was such an angel.

Dwight and Sherry over, "maybe we're just not meant to be together", "maybe us failing has nothing to do with bad guys like Negan" he says, its awful, it hurts, i mean he did everything to find her, and then they dont work out. F... off, really, im mad. I get that Finch dying didnt help (fucking understatement), but this is a guy who fought so much for her and now he's giving up and well, its been more than 8 years plus the time spent together before the apocalypse so yeah its unfortunately realistic or at least it can be. Love doesnt always last. What hurts is that you know they still love each other. But love isnt always enough. They tried. More than once. But it hurts. Really hurts. Just like real life...

Ok, so abt Lennie interview, i guess i fell for a trap. I used to say i dont listen what actors say good or bad, and here i was falling for this trap: now, which trap: interview trap or "teasing that will never led to somewhere trap", i guess we will see

Madison taking over Padre, hell yeah. Can u imagine that 2 seasons ago she was supposed to be dead?

Is it Troy, is it Alicia's arm?

Now, we saw with Madison (and Troy?) that everything's possible so... im sure Alicia's alive. Hope they reunite.

And Strand...

One last thing: farewell Morgan, i will always love you, but you better come back on my screen and reunite with Rick and everyone, and the sooner the better

Edit: and or course... when he says abt Rick and him that it wouldnt be the first time they find their way back to each other... 😭

#ftwd season 8 ep 6 #all i see is red #morgan jones #grace mukherjee #baby mo #yes she's still baby mo to me #dwight and sherry #finch #time for Madison to shine now #fear the walking dead spoilers

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my-mt-heart · 2 years ago

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U know, i feel sometimes the writing is strange. When Daryl punched Negan, he felt guilty for Glenn's death and cried apologizing to Maggie. When he and Maggie went behind Rick's back in 9a, they've never been held responsible by no one not even themselves.

I guess having Daryl's looking for Rick's body for years was supposed to show the guilt he felt, same as Carol taking care of him in the meantime discreetly because she knew how he felt, but i actually think we were robbed of Daryl crying in Carol's arms showing his guilt. Even if it wasnt necessarily his fault, not saying this. But this should have led to a more moving conversation than the "i never found the body" in 9x7. We could have also had a moment with Carol saying "i know things were rocky sometimes betwen him and i but i miss him too u know". Carol never talked abt Rick. Hello??

As for Maggie, i initially thought this mess with Rick was the reason things were tensed with Michonne but it ended up being for totally different reason.

In general, they have Carol never talking abt her feelings, which yes is in character but at the same time its a bit too convenient for me: "good, since she's so reserved, we wont have to bring this topic anymore", like Lizzie and Mika.

I feel that what happens behind the scenes (like actors leaving for instance) affects way too much what ends up on screen: Michonne's departure (i dont judge her for going to find Rick, but how come no one ever asks where the hell she is?)

Like Maggie's departure and come back.. I mean it was easier when characters just died. But because they left open doors and windows for everyone now, because they want to Marvel themselves, it does look like a giant mess.

They also seem to rely too much on the "off screen" to resolve plots. Like Rosita/Gabriel breaking up, also, for example.

The only thing that was (at least since season 7) handled almost perfectly was Rick's departure, for me. Ok he didnt have a proper reconciliation with Maggie. But while he had a feud with Daryl , they later had a heart to heart, just in time before Rick's "death". Where is my heart to heart betwen Caryl? This should have happened in s11, before the end of the series, regardless of if the spin off was the two of them or just him.

I didnt hate Find me, but having it right after 10.16 (initially the finale of s10) where they were supposed to be reconciled made no sense to me, especially since nothing was openly resolved after, in Diverged AND since Diverged.

And they actually made it clear that there would be no heart to heart, now that i think abt it, when Carol said "i dont need an apology apology is just a truce". It was clear in that moment for me that it would be left like that, boom, deal with it people. So no on screen resolution of their feud either.

What do u think?

I agree it's extremely frustrating when the business side (and people's personal agendas) bleed into the creative side too much, and TWD is definitely one of those shows that made a mess of itself because of that. S9 and S10 weren't perfect. There were too many characters and the pacing got a little too clunky at times, but there were really strong character narratives that kept me engaged the whole way through, and I found myself rooting for Caryl more passionately following the three-season dry spell. S11 is where it all fell apart for me because it was like everything that S10 had been building toward suddenly meant nothing, the characters were behaving strangely, there was no payoff, there was very little emotional realism, and the ending was insulting. The spinoffs are even more concerning because they don't feel like the next chapter for the characters that we love, they just feel like one giant retcon. Like there's very little attention being paid to the loyal audience that made the spinoffs possible in the first place.

#caryl #caryl spinoff #carol peletier #melissa mcbride #darylneedscarol

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kandadiff · 11 months ago

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Story inspo | category: Supernatural / hero? |

Your hands shook, the aftermath of your powers always left your palms hot and her fingers tingling. The red hair of the woman that was macabrely displayed on the wall stuck to the blood coating your body. You crinkled your nose. The entire room smelled of blood, piss and sweat. You watched the tall man move towards one of the many bodies that littered the floor, he pulled out a half carton of cigarettes from the pocket of a fallen man and looked back at you while placing a white stick in his mouth.

He truly was a mystery, he left you years ago and now here he was. This man, this psychopath, the Joker's son looked completely calm after slaughtering these men. But could you expect anything less from the man raised by the Joker himself?

You looked around at the bodies, literally torn apart with his bare hands. He killed these men with hate in his veins. Your eyes turned towards him again.

He searched the man for a lighter, while you massaged your aching hands stepping over the first men he killed. The man who dared to take you, to torture you, to put that damned power suppressing collar tight around your neck. You kicked at his body with your barefoot. Then you realized that you were in nothing but prison rags with this man and became a bit self conscious. Of course you were in rags, the awful men who took you weren't going to properly feed and clothe you, no matter what they told the outside.

He sighed unable to find a lighter. "I can help." you said, your voice hoarse. You cleared it and he turned to you, nodding and walking over. You grew a bit nervous with him near you. You were much smaller than him, he was at least 6'2 or maybe taller with the boots he was wearing and the annoyed look in his eye made you weary of him. But even so you brought your hand carefully up to his cigarette and you felt a flash of burning in your hand. A small beam of pink light came from the lines between your fingers and you pulled your hands back, the cigarette lit and you felt relieved when he let out a small smile and you smiled back at him.

"Thank you." he said inhaling the smoke deeply. He plopped on a bench of the warehouse. He spoke into his phone but you were more focused on not tripping on the bodies to pay attention to what he was saying. You sat next to him, relief filling your body as your powers flowed back into your veins. Your bones cracked in appreciation and your skin was retiring to its healthy tanned color. "You okay?"

His question threw you off and you looked at him with a weak, tired smile. "Yeah, best as I can be." He nodded offering you a hit of the cigarette but you refused. Your chest still hurt and your body needed time to heal. As you rubbed your hands, you looked around at the slaughter, smiling despite everything and thinking of Katrina. Curiously you looked at the man next to you and flashes of the fight playing in your mind, some things didn't make sense. As far as you knew, he was a human but this wasn't. "Robin, have you killed a lot of people?" He looked at you then at the bodies shrugging.

"Like this?" you kicked at the torso of a man completely separated from his body. Robin shrugged again and silence filled the space between you. "What are you?"

He chuckled darkly and it sent a chill up your spine. He took another long hit of the cigarette and shrugged putting the ashes out on a severed hand that lay next to him. You crinkled your nose at the smell of burning flesh. "A monster, I guess." His delivery of the line worried you and you allowed your mind to wander to what the fuck you saw. But there was so much blood you couldn't really remember what you saw of him. For a moment you were scared of him, remembering all the vague stories Shawn and Negan told you about Happy, the demented son of The Joker.

"Would you kill me?"

He brought the cigarette to his lips but relief filled you when he shook his head and muttered "No." A smirk followed and whatever chill ran up your spine was quickly replaced with butterflies in your stomach and a small blush crept across your cheeks. Feeling bold you asked.

"Would you kill for me?"

He chuckled and just motioned to the bloody scene before you. "You gotta ask?"

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ohmyteez · 3 years ago

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Change of Plans

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Reader (only mentioned)

Pronouns: She/Her

Summary: The group is forced to kneel in front of Negan and watch as he kills their friend in cold blood and almost someone else too, but you had enough and step in, causing a change of plans to go in motion.

Warnings: canon divergence in the end, 6x16 and 7x01 spoilers/warnings, angst

Word Count: 3.2k

Note: as "requested" by @gracielukas, here comes the line-up from 6x16 and 7x01. GLENN LIVES BECAUSE HE DESERVED BETTER THANK U. i actually really like how this turned out, so I hope you do too. feedback is always welcome, requests are open! <3

You were trapped, there was no way out of it now. The whistling echoing through the woods was deafening. You were surrounded by the Saviors illuminated by beams of light, all of their lips puckered up as the high-pitched notes fell from them. The guns your group was aiming at the Saviors were nothing compared to the firepower they had, you would all be dead before any of you could pull the trigger.

One of the Saviors started talking, but you didn’t pay attention. You couldn’t. Not with the endless horrible scenarios running through your mind right now about how this all could go.

The Savior raised his voice at Rick, causing you and some others to flinch before a couple other Saviors started coming towards you. They forcefully took your weapons from you – the weapons you’d stolen from them not too long ago when you took over one of their outposts.

Then, you were all pushed forward, told to get on your knees. And pray, you thought. Angry tears welled in your eyes as you glared at the Savior, balling your hands into fists by your sides. Next, you watched as the Savior called for Dwight – you remembered Dwight, that son of a bitch. He was the one that double-crossed Daryl after he was kind enough to help him get away from the Saviors. You hated Dwight with a burning passion and there he was, walking towards a transporter. You caught sight of the all too familiar angel wings on the back of the vest he was wearing, Daryl’s vest, and the crossbow he was carrying; also, Daryl’s.

Rick must’ve noticed too because as soon as you locked your angry eyes with his reddened ones, he shook his head just barely. You couldn’t step out of line now, not with the enemy behind you, next to you, in front of you. So, you stayed, watching helplessly as Dwight opened the doors to the back of the transporter. He reached in and out came Daryl, Michonne, Rosita, and Glenn. You shifted on your knees at the sight of Daryl, all beat up and bloody with a flimsy sheet hanging around his shoulders. Glenn gasped out Maggie’s name, who was crying a couple people beside you, and soon, the remaining four of your group were pushed to a kneeling position with the rest of you.

“All right! We got a full boat. Let's meet the man.” The Savior shouted while he walked towards the RV before he knocked on the door of it. It felt like hours passed until the doors opened, but when they did, you held your breath.

“Pissing our pants yet?” Shouted the man enthusiastically, “Boy, do I have a feeling we're getting close. Yep. It's gonna be pee-pee pants city here real soon. Which one of you pricks is the leader?”

He seemed too happy to be here – too eager. His barbed-wire wrapped bat swung loosely around in his hand while he stalked towards your group all smiles, before stopping in front of you. One of the Saviors had spoken up about Rick, telling him that he was your leader, so the man in the leather jacket walked up to him.

“Hi. You're Rick, right? I'm Negan.” He grinned, but the smile quickly faltered, “And I do not appreciate you killing my men. Also, when I sent my people to kill your people for killing my people, you killed more of my people. Not cool. Not cool. You have no idea how not cool that shit is.”

So, this was the infamous Negan everyone was so afraid of. You had to admit that he was scary. It was the fact that he seemed so unbothered by death and the way he smiled when people cowered before him. He was a leader – no, more like a dictator. People blindly followed his orders, calling themselves by his name and giving him everything he asks for. He was nothing more than a horrible person and you wanted him dead, right now more than before.

He kept talking and talking, walking back and forth and swinging his bat around like it was a toy. He explained to you how it was going to go from now on. That you’d be working for him, providing for him – otherwise he’d kill you all. You certainly were trapped, there was no safe way out of this.

Rick hadn’t said a word this whole time, trembling and crying next to you while he stared at Negan who still had that same cheeky grin on his face. Negan then stopped, “What, no answer?”

His eyes roamed along your group, eyeing each and every one of you, “You don't really think that you were gonna get through this without being punished, now, did you? I don't want to kill you people. Just want to make that clear from the get-go. I want you to work for me.”

Jesus Christ, did he ever stop talking? How can he get anything done when he talks so much? You’d zoned out again, red eyes trying to read the man’s lips as he spoke but you could barely make out anything he was saying. You remembered when the Hilltop told you what the Saviors had done. That they had them lined up exactly like you were right at this moment. That Negan had bashed the heads of two of their people in. You feared that this was about to happen to you.

“This-- this is Lucille, and she is awesome. All this, all this is just so we can pick out which one of you gets the honor.” Negan said and inhaled sharply, walking back and forth in front of your group again. He ran a hand over his beard and huffed, “Huh. Ugh, I gotta shave this shit.”

Then, he stopped in front of Carl, your head turning to watch the scene unfold as Negan squatted down to be on eye level with the boy. Negan grinned again, “You got one of our guns. Whoa. Yeah. You got a lot of our guns.”

Carl didn’t say anything back, making Negan chuckle, “Shit, kid, lighten up. At least cry a little.”

Negan then stood back up and cleared his throat, walking the line the other way before he stopped in front of Maggie, laughing. He told her she looked terrible, that he should put her out of her misery, and got ready to swing his bat when Glenn lunged forward, screaming. Then Maggie started screaming on top of Glenn’s protests and yells until Glenn was forced back in line, whimpering and rocking on his knees. He so desperately wanted to be with Maggie right now. You knew the feeling. Hell, you wanted nothing more than to be next to Daryl right now. To take him back to Alexandria and patch him up, but your gut told you that you would not get the chance to.

Negan was talking again and your eyes focused back on him, trying to find a weak spot somewhere – anywhere. The man was impossible to read and even more impossible to figure out and you hated it. You hated every single second of being here, kneeling on the ground like you were worth nothing. To Negan, you surely weren’t.

“All right, listen. Don't any of you do that again. I will shut that shit down, no exceptions. First one's free. It's an emotional moment, I get it. Sucks, don't it? The moment you realize you don't know shit. This is your kid, right?” Negan said and pointed his bat towards Carl, watching Rick’s reaction closely before he let out a laugh, “This is definitely your kid.”

“Just stop this!” Rick then yelled, frustrated and angry and Negan certainly didn’t appreciate that. His shit-eating grin faltered just a little, but only a fraction of a second, before it graced his lips again.

“Hey! Do not make me kill the little future serial killer. Don't make it easy on me. I gotta pick somebody. Everybody's at the table waiting for me to order.” He whistled the usual tune, starting his march along the line again, “I simply cannot decide.”

Then, he chuckled, “I got an idea.”

Negan lifted his bat and aimed it at the first person in line, “Eenie...”

He kept going and going, reciting the children’s counting with each person his bat faced, causing whoever was in front of it to cower. He moved and moved until he stopped in front of Abraham with another grin, “Anybody moves, anybody says anything, cut the boy's other eye out and feed it to his father and then we'll start. You can breathe, you can blink, you can cry. Hell, you're all gonna be doing that.”

The next moment went by in slow motion as Negan swung his bat and let it collide with the top of Abraham’s head. The group screamed and cried out as Abraham slumped over, his head cut open and bleeding but that bastard rose up again, glaring at Negan through the blood trickling down his forehead. Negan then laughed, apparently impressed by Abraham’s will to survive but he had no mercy. He swung his bat once more, this time with more force, and slammed it against Abraham’s head again. The man had no choice but to fall down fully this time, losing consciousness and Negan took that as his cue to bash on his head that rested on the ground beneath over and over again. The sound it made had you feeling sick to your stomach and you forced yourself to look away, tears falling down your cheeks as you fixed your gaze on the ground.

“You guys, look at my dirty girl!” Negan said with a laugh, seemingly amused by the whole situation, and walked towards Rosita, who had her attention focused on the ground as well. “Sweetheart... Lay your eyes on this.”

But Rosita didn’t look. She couldn’t and you understood. Rosita loved Abraham. Even though she never confessed to it, you knew. You knew because the way she looked at Abraham was the same way you looked at Daryl. You hated seeing her like this. She was your friend, your family, and all you could do was sit here and do nothing.

Negan waved the bat in front of her face, wanting to get her attention but Rosita still didn’t look. Negan then sighed heavily, “Oh, damn. Were you -- Were you together? That sucks. But if you were, you should know there was a reason for all this. Red -- and hell, he was, is, and will ever be red. He just took one or six or seven for the team! So take...a damn look.”

Still, Rosita persisted, her gaze remaining on the ground, “Take a damn look!”

That made Daryl snap as he jumped up quicker than any of you could register and punched Negan in the face, only to be tackled by a couple of Saviors right after. You wanted to scream for them to stop, jump up and run towards Daryl, help him. But you couldn’t. You were glued to the spot and all you could really do was watch as they held him down and Dwight walked over, aiming the crossbow to his head. Through the struggle, Daryl’s eyes met your own and you silently pleaded with him to stop.

Dwight was eager to let the loaded arrow go, drive it straight into the back of Daryl’s head but Negan wouldn’t let him, telling his Saviors to put him back in line. They picked Daryl up and pushed him towards you, your arms instinctively reaching out to steady him as he fell to his knees. He crawled over and turned around, back to facing Negan who was, or never stopped, grinning.

You slowly reached a shaking hand out towards Daryl’s and placed it on top of his, glancing at him through tear-filled eyes. Daryl wordlessly nudged his nose up in a nod, trying to tell you that it was okay, that he was okay but you knew it wasn’t true. He had been shot, he was bleeding and he was bruised – he wasn’t okay.

“Now, I already told you people -- first one's free, then -- what'd I say? I said I would shut that sh1t down! No exceptions.” Negan exclaimed and you huffed out a breath, your grip on Daryl’s hand tightening when he gave you a warning glance. He knew what you were about to start and he couldn’t let you.

“Now, I don't know what kind of lying assholes you've been dealing with... but I'm a man of my word. First impressions-“

“Jesus Christ, do you ever stop talking?” You snapped, feeling all eyes on you when Negan focused his attention on you. He had his eyebrows raised in surprise and a dimply smile on his face, his tongue peeking out between his teeth.

“Well, holy shit. Who’s this feisty little lady? Talking back to me, huh?” Negan said with a laugh and pointed his bat towards you, “What’s your name?”

You didn’t respond. You didn’t want to give him the satisfaction. Negan raised an expecting eyebrow at you, tilting his head to the side as he asked again.

“Y/N.” You finally replied and saw Rick sigh and shake his head from the corner of your eye. You knew what he was thinking but you couldn’t hold back, even if it meant that you would, most likely, die for it.

“Mm, Y/N. I like that. However, I do not appreciate you talking back to me like that. Tell you what though, I’m gonna give you an option to get out of this easy.” Negan spoke, making your blood run cold, “Easy option: You come back with me to the Sanctuary and I’m gonna pretend that this little outburst of yours didn’t happen. You’ll become one of my wives. I promise I’ll treat you real good. Not-so-easy option: I’m gonna be real offended by what you just said and I’m gonna kill another one of your people. It’s up to you.”

Breathing heavily, you glanced around your group, watching their shocked and disbelieving expressions. Some shook their heads at you, telling you nowhile others just cried silent tears. If going meant that your group would be safe, then you’d go. You had to, for them. It was either you or someone else dying and you didn’t want to have that on your conscience. So, you slipped your hand from Daryl’s and pressed your palms against your thighs, using it as help to slowly rise up from the ground. Negan followed your every move with his bat and you could hear guns cocking all around you but you didn’t show your fear.

“I will come if you promise to let my people go. Right now.” You countered and Negan swung around, sharing laughs with the Saviors before he faced you again, his bat pointed at you once more.

“If you promise that you’ll be a good wife of mine, then I can promise that.” He said, eyebrows raised expectantly, “We got a deal, Sugar?”

“Fine. But I need to see you let them go, otherwise, I’m not coming.”

“Alrighty. Damn, I like you. Woo.” Negan cheered, whistling and nudging his head at the Saviors who then retreated, their guns hanging by their sides and you let out a breath of relief. He actually listened.

“Good. Now Dwight, load her up. And him, too” Negan pointed towards Daryl while you were being led away by Dwight, fighting your hardest not to punch that motherfucker in the face right then and there.

“That wasn’t part of the deal!” You shouted, ripping away from Dwight as you stopped in your tracks.

“I want him, so I’ll have him. He's got guts -- not a little bitch like someone I know. I like him. He's mine now. But you still want to try something? "Not today, not tomorrow." "Not today, not tomorrow"? I will cut pieces off of... Hell's his name?” Negan pondered while Dwight left you to retrieve Daryl, who for once complied and let himself be led to where you were standing.

“His name’s Daryl.” You said and Negan chuckled. Dwight pushed Daryl towards you and you caught him just in time, steadying him with your hands on his shoulders. The look he gave you broke your heart and you bit your lip to stop yourself from crying. You reached up and brushed the hair that had fallen into his eyes away, running your hand along his cheek gently.

“That actually sounds right. I will cut pieces off of Daryl and put them on your doorstep -- or, better yet, I will have sweet little Y/N do it for me.” Negan said and chuckled when he saw your group’s reactions, “Ahh! Welcome to a brand-new beginning, you sorry shits! I'm gonna leave you a truck. Keep it. Use it to cart all the crap you're gonna find me. We'll be back for our first offering in one week. Until then... ta-ta.”

And with that, Dwight loaded you and Daryl into the back of the transporter and shut the double doors loudly. You closed your eyes and dropped your head against the side of the van, sighing loudly.

“Why would you do that?” Daryl then asked and you lifted your head again, trying to see him in the dark transporter.

“I did it for you. For Rick, Glenn, Maggie... I had to do something, it made me sick just sitting there waiting for something to happen.”

“So you just offer yourself to ‘im?” Daryl snapped and you sighed. You pushed yourself up so you were on your knees and crawled towards the man, stopping in front of him. You cradled his face in your hands and forced him to look at you, studying his eyes in the dark.

“Daryl. We’ll be okay – I will be. I can handle myself, you out of all people should know that.” You assured him, only receiving a low hum from him in response.

“I love you.” You told him and you felt his body stiffen. He knew you that you did, but you never said it aloud. But hearing it now, on your way to certain death, he couldn’t help but let out a sob.

“I love you, Daryl. And I will fight for you, for all of us. I will get us out of this alive and after that, we’re gonna win. We will defeat them. I know we will. Whatever it takes.” You said again and practically felt him crumble beneath you as he dropped his head on your shoulder and cried, arms wrapping around your body to pull you to him. He didn’t have to say it back, you knew he loved you. Daryl was never a man of many words – his actions spoke louder than any confession ever could. He cared for you more than he ever cared for anyone in his life. You were his life. The thing worth fighting for.

So, when he pulled away from you and you kissed him, finally, he didn’t want to let go. He’d waited for this moment for so long and it took Negan capturing you both for it to happen. When you pulled away and caressed his cheek, you yourself let out a sob – now realizing what you’d gotten yourself into. But you had to fight, you needed to. After all, you were always told you were a badass. Time to show Negan who he was dealing with.

#daryl x reader #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixion imagine #daryl dixon #daryl dixon x y/n #daryl dixon fanfiction #daryl dixon x female reader #the walking dead #twd daryl #twd #request

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haruhey · 2 years ago

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chronological thoughts of THE WALKING DEAD FINALE???

- im literally SO EXCITED

- SOMEONE HELP JUDITH SHES LIKE 3

- NOOO THE STORM TROOPERS

- lmaooo daryl got got

- omg judith doing the absolute most rn

- im sorry passed out daryl is such a funny shot

- if i dont see rick i will throw a fit

- OMG first girl off my list

- CAROL LEADING THEM IKTR ❤️

- OMG JUST A HARD CUT??

- aw omg i feel so bad for him

- NOO 5 MINUTES IN AND IM SOBBING BYEEEEE

- NOO I LIKED HIM A LOT

- I HAD FAITH IN HIM

- they r really going thru it

- OMG MY HEADCANON OF HIS BLOOD TYPE WAS RIGHT???? im publishing that fic rn

- stop sharing looks ur gonna make me scream

- judith if u die im gonna kill u

- PRINCESS SAVUNG UR MAN FRRRRR THIS SHIT IS VALID ASF !!!

- NEGAN GET AWAY FROM MAGGIE GET AWAY BACK

- THAT TRUCK IS MASSIVE

- COCO IS SAFE COCO IS SAFE IM GONNA SCREAMMMMMMM THIS SHOW IS SO AWESOME

- omg judith is alive thats so legendary

- she had plot armour anyways

- tender daryl ik he slayed ❤️❤️

- JUST KEEP HER BARRICADED

- omg ik it

- omg who tf was that that died

- UMMM they’re fucked

- i would simply die i could not survive this sorry to daryl but im different

- CLIMB FASTER ROSITA’S GONNA DIE

- SHES GONNA DIE

- ROSITA SLAY ROSITA SLAY

- my heart is literally beating out of my fucking chest holy shit

- omg i forgot about tomi i hope he survives

- tomi is kinda…

- hey tomi….?

- I CANT BELIEVE THEY DID THAT TO MY GIRL LYDIA

- NO JERRY IS GONNA BE FINE HE HAS SO MANY KIDS HE’LL BE OKAY IF HE DIES I’M GONNA THROW A FIT

- MAGGIE DOESNT NEED SHIT FROM YOU NEGAN

- whatever negan i hate you i hate yoy i hate you so much i hate you sooooo much

- at least he��s apologizing genuinely now

- ok coco is so cute

- EUGENE IS SO CUTE MY PATHETIC BABY

- look at how far he’s come

- NOOO SHE GOT BIT NOOOO

- ur really cramping her vibe rn eugene get over urself

- I LOVE THEM SO MUCH UR HONOR PLEASE 😭😭😭

- rosita it should have been gabriel ik im so sorry it should have been ME

- CARYL PARENTS 🫶🫶🫶🫶

- THEYRE KILLING PEOPLE????

- ummmm

- EZEKIEL SLAY ily ily

- omg caryl just radio silent

- OOOO BIG BAD FIGHT BIG BAD FIGHT SLAYYYY

- OMG THAT GIRL FROM THE KINGDOM IS STILL HERE thats so awesome i love her

- YOU SHOT A CHILD LMAOOOOOO

- HOLY SHIT THAT IS SO MANY WALKERS

- slay gabriel

- omg daryl gained consciousness

- JUST ALL FIGHT THE WALKERS I DONT UNDERSTAND WHY THEY WERE FIGHTING EACH OTHER YALL HAVE A COMMON ENEMY

- SLAY DARYL SLAY

- KILL HERRRR KILL HERERR

- JERRY IS ALIVE IK MY MAN WOULD MAKE IT IK IT JERRY I LOVE YOUUUUUU

- lmao lance

- she fucked him ik she did

- sniper on the rooftop

- OMG A ROCK DIVERSION

- i just know @belatalbotgf is getting flashbacks

- omg they have little codenames thats awesome

- OMG THEYRE BLOWING THEM UP

- simply a rick parallel

- OH MY GOD THEY BLEW UP EVERYTHING

- carol looks so hot rn im sorry im distracted

- SHE IS SO PETTY I LOVE HERRRR

- omg leaving w her boytoy in tow that’s such a power move

- i wish maggie would just be toxic and kill him

- GLENN WAS BEAUTIFUL I WILL NEVER LOVE ANYONE LIKE THAT AGAIN SHUT UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP UR CRAZY FOR THIS MAGGIE

- MAGGIE SLAY DONT FORGIVE HIM

- BECAUSE ALL I HAVE ARE MEMORIES AND I DONT WANT TO REMEMBER GLENN LIKE THAT SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UPPPPPP

- OMG A MEAL LIKE RICK’S DREAM SEQUENCE

- CAROL LAUGHING SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL 🫶🫶🫶

- omg negan giggling and blushing after daryl nodded to him

- YES A SAPPHIC COUPLE

- NO ROSITA PLEASE

- NOOOO ROSITA

- oh judith knows what’s up

- MY GIRLIES PLEASE 😭😭😭 THEY DONT DESERVE THIS IM SORRY ROSITA IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN MEEEEE

- ARE YOU KIDDING ME PLEASE ROSITA YOU DIDNT DESERVE THIS

- THE SHOT OF HER SHAKING HAND WHEN GABE GRABBED COCO THIS SHOW IS SICK AND TWISTED

- TIMESKIP

- omg he named his kid after risita

- EZEKIEL IS THE GOVERNER SLAYYYYYY

- MICHAEL MERCER LOOKS SO HAPPY PLEASE THIS IS SO CUTE

- CONNIE AND DARYL ARE SO CUTE

- STOP WAIT JUDITH R U KIDDING ME NO WAY

- fuck its negan nvm i thought it was rick whatever

- CAROL SHORT HAIR AGAIN IM IN LOVE

- EVERYONE LOOKS SO HAPPY SHUT UPPPPP

- carol is so gorgeous beautiful and show-stopping im gonna cry

- omg maggie sent daryl to france

- STOP STARING AT HER LIKE THAT IF YOURE NOT GONNA KISS HER DARYL

- I WISH YOU WERE COMING WITH ME

- SHUT UP??? THIS IS??

- no i can FEEL this sadness shut up

- STOPPPPP

- JUST KISS GUYS

- JUST KISS

- STOPPPP THE CUDDLE BY THE LAKE???

- A HAPPY ENDING WITH CAROL SHUT UP GUYS

- THE FUCKING I LOVE YOU NO FUCKING WAY

- THE WAY HE LEANT INTO THE KISS

- THEY SAID I LOVE YOU

- HE CANT STOP STARING THIS IS CRAZY

- WHAT WE COULD HAVE HAD WHAT WE COULD HAVE HAD WHAT WE COULD HAVE HAD 😭😭😭😭

- THEY SAID I LOVE YOU TO EACH OTHER

- RICK AND MICHONNE SHUT UP

- RICK GRIMES RICK GRIMES MICHONNE GRIMES MICHONNE GRIMES

- HERSHELLLLL

- michonne hello??? she looks so??? good???

- RICK GRIMES PUT THOSE DOGS AWAY

- CALLBACK TO HER INTRO

- LEAVE RICK ALONE LEAVE HIM ALONE HES GOT PLACES TO BE

- WE’RE THE ONES WHO LIVE

- leave him alone 😭😭😭

- that was crazy i cant believe it’s over (i will not be watching the daryl spinoff)

- maggie looks so good in dead city????

- i have now fallen back in love w the walking dead this is the best show ever

#haruviews #daryl dixon #get to know haruhey #carol peletier #the walking dead spoilers #the walking dead season 11 #twd season 11

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Vows Pt. 7

Daryl Dixon x Reader

Series Summary:

The last battle with Negan doesn’t go as it should, with Negan coming on top, and so reader, Daryl’s girlfriend, offers herself as a wife to Negan if he doesn’t kill Daryl or anyone else. Negan accepts, he won’t kill anyone but will take reader as a wife, and he’ll take Daryl and some of the others to the Sanctuary as prisoners, promising not to hurt anyone if reader is one of his wives and the communities work for him.

This has both flashbacks to reader and Daryl’s story since meeting to now, and the present with reader living at the Sanctuary as a wife, trying to keep Daryl and their people safe, and she and the other wives dealing with Negan, plotting… (This is not a Negan x reader fic!)

Warning, there are reader and Negan scenes in this chapter, but also there’s Daryl...and not only on flashback.

After another few days of playing nice, and you decided to go ahead and talk to Negan about the living conditions of your people. This time, you didn’t go to wait for him in his bedroom, instead, you waited for a day in which he called for you, hoping that he’d be in a good mood after it.

So, there you were now, trying to not be embarrassed about being naked, resisting the urge to cover yourself with the sheet. Negan was lying against the headboard and you shifted to straddle him, trying to summon your best seductress black widow performance, feeling less and less stupid every time that you tried.

“Look at you, wanting a second round already?” Negan teased with a smug smirk. “Where’s that girl who’d squirm away every time I looked at her?” He chuckled and you shrugged, not knowing how to answer.

“I…I wanted to ask you something…” You began, and Negan’s smirk grew.

“So…this is not just you wanting me…tks tks…I’m disappointed,” he chuckled. “What is it, doll, more chocolate?”

“No…not, not that…it’s…” You chewed on your lip, not sure of how to word it, and Negan’s smile was gone.

“Spit it, doll.”

“I wanted to talk to you about my people…the ones you have here…” You forced yourself to speak. “You have them in those cages…”

“Yes,” Negan interrupted you. “Alive and non tortured, as you asked.”

“I know, I know, and I’m very grateful, you gave me everything I asked for.” You almost gagged at your own words. “But those cages…being all day inside those, the darkness, no fresh air, for weeks…it feels almost like torture.

“No. Torture would be blasting music so they don’t sleep and beating them from time to time,” Negan stated as nothing, and you were running out of ideas.

“I know…but still…can’t you…can’t you let them out, even if just for an hour? So they can see light and breath?”

Negan blinked at you. “Absolutely fucking not…you are not really asking me that, are yo,u doll?” He sounded dangerous, but it didn’t intimidate you, and you tried your best pout.

“I am…I’m not saying to let them go, or have them all day outside the cage, just an hour ?” You tried pouting again. “You say that people are resources…Rick and the others, they’re resources, but you are wasting them unused. Let them out for an hour while you have them working for you. You had a good eye, got some of the most resourceful, Rosita is incredible with bombs and stuff like that, she can build you an arsenal...”

“Last time I got someone of yours working on my weapons, they made bullets explode in my men’s hands, doll…”

“That won’t happen again, they learned their lesson,” you tried to assure him, and Negan just looked at you in silence for once. “Please, Negan, please.” You pouted again.

Negan kept looking at you, studying you, and you were getting anxious, but then he smirked, looking you up and down, and you tried once again not to be embarrassed by your nakedness.

“Okay, doll, you ask, I give,” he chuckled, her smug smirk growing. “They can leave the cell from time to time, just one at a time, get some work done, with my guys watching over them, ready to shoot them if they try something.”

You forced yourself to grin, wrapping your arms around him to hug him briefly, somehow you hated the hugs more than the kisses and even the sex, but you try to use everything to your advantage.

“Thank you, thank you!” You peck his lips, trying to sound so sweet that you feel your teeth rotting.

Negan chuckled and reached to cup your face. “Not so fast, darling…” He said with that dark smile and you froze, wondering if he’d tricked you and what was he going to do. “I want something in exchange.”

“What?” You asked with dread, trying not to sound scared, and Negan’s smile grew.

“Tell me that you love me.”

“What?” You blinked at him

“Tell me that you love me,” he repeated with that smug, yet menacing grin. “I don’t know…I can see you’ve been thinking about your friends a lot, yeah? That includes Daryl, uh? Sure you have…” He chuckled. “It kind of feels like you still love him too much…” Seriously? Did he expect you not to? “But…what about me?” You just blinked at Negan, unable to find words. Did he really expect you to love him or just to pretend it? “Don’t you love me?”

“I…” You knew he wanted you to say it, but it felt so wrong. “I love you like Amber loves you.” It’s a way of saying it that it’s not a lie.

Negan chuckled, seeming amused. “Good try, doll. Do you want your friends to leave those shit holes?” He asked and you nodded. “Then fucking say it, say I love you, Negan.”

It tasted like ashes in your mouth, but you spat it out. “I love you, Negan.”

His smirk grew as he looked at you. “Again, with a little bit more of feeling? Come on…because you mean it, right?”

You grit your teeth, resisting the urge to spit at him. “I love you.”

Negan’s dark smile went wider. “Better. Again.”

“I love you.”

“Good girl...Now come here…” Negan grabbed your hips, moving you off him and dropping you onto your back, and you tried to think that at least you had won your friends some sunlight and fresh air…

Later that day, you were in your room, sat down on the bed against the headboard, hugging Daryl’s shirt to you, inhaling the scent that almost wasn’t there anymore.

You couldn’t believe that you had said to Negan that you loved him, even if it was a lie, even if you didn’t mean it…you couldn’t believe that he wanted you to say it even if he had to know it was a lie, no matter his ego, and he wanted you to sound genuine…But when finally you were allowed to leave his room, he’d told you that starting tomorrow, Daryl and the others could go out the cages from time to time, so it was worthy…

It was so different from that first time you told Daryl that you loved him, when you meant every word, with a love stronger and fiercer than you’d ever felt before…

Then…

The Greene’s farm, your heaven-sent safe place, had fallen the night before under a sea of walkers in which had been the most terrifying moment of your life, riding behind Daryl on his bike, holding tight to him, burying your face in his back while monsters snapped and reached for you both every where, until you managed to reach the intersection and find the others…the ones who hadn’t died, at least.

Now, it was night again, and you all were camped in the middle of nowhere. You were sat down on the ground between Daryl’s legs, lying against his chest, and he’d an arm around you while the other held his crossbow, looking around while he kept watch.

You glanced at Rick, doing the same at the other side of the camp, and then looked at Daryl. “Hey…you really think that we can trust him?” You nodded towards Rick. “All that stuff he said before…I don’t know, Daryl, he sounded kind of dangerous…”

“Nah, Rick’s a good guy,” Daryl assured you. “Just…he got like that ‘cause all the shit that’s goin’ on…but we can trust him, we’ll be good if we stick with him.”

It was almost funny, to hear Daryl speak like that about Rick, holding him with such regard, considering how much he’d hated him not that long ago. “Okay.” You nodded. “I don’t know if I trust Rick…but I trust you.”

Daryl didn’t say anything, but his arm tightened around you and he nuzzled your hair before kissing your temple. You smiled, he could be so sweet and caring sometimes, and he slowly was letting himself show that side more and more…you loved it…and you loved him, with so much force…

“Daryl…” You looked at him again. “I love you.”

Daryl didn’t say anything, just looked at you, but you didn’t miss the emotion in his eyes, and then he dropped his head to nuzzle your neck, placing a soft kiss on your skin and burying his face on the crook of your shoulder. He stayed like that, not pulling back, and you chuckled, it melted your heart a bit. You kissed the top of his head and began to stroke the hair at the back of his neck. You didn’t think much of Daryl not saying I love you back, he showed you in his way, and you knew it’d take him time to say it with words, you weren’t going to push him.

Several months later, you were laying down on your back over the grass of the prison fence that you had managed to clear of walkers, and you smiled, looking at the stars. You were safe behind fences, and tomorrow, you’d make sure you had walls too.

Everyone was already asleep, or trying, besides Daryl and Rick, who were taking watch around the perimeter. Eventually, you fell asleep, and you woke up some hours later, when you felt Daryl lying down next to you, his shift having ended, now time for T-Dog’s.

“’night…” You whispered and Daryl just hummed, throwing an arm over you and pillowing his head on your chest. You smiled, kissing the top of his head and wrapping an arm around him, stroking his hair with your other hand. You had almost fallen asleep again when you felt Daryl muttering something against your neck, but it was so quiet and muffled that you couldn’t quite catch it. “What?”

For a moment, Daryl didn’t say anything, and you thought he might have been talking in his sleep, but then he pulled back slightly to whisper again, “I love you.”

A warm, fuzzy feeling spread through you at Daryl’s words, and you almost giggled, giddy. “I love you too,” you whispered back, holding Daryl tighter to you. “So much that I can’t even explain it…”

Now…

You lied on your bed at the Sanctuary, holding Daryl’s shirt to you too, trying not to cry on it, afraid that it’d make the scent disappear even more, and you tried to sleep…

The next day, Negan came looking for you, and you were going to head for his bedroom, but instead he took you outside the wive’s room, leading you through the Sanctuary and outside, pointing to you stuff here and there as he gloated about the place.

“I told you I’d let your dear friends outside, doll…and today is Rick’s day.” Negan gave you that dark grin as he walked you outside, and then he waved towards the fences.

You saw Rick there, forced to work with some other people, a couple of saviors not far from them, watching over them, making sure they worked and stayed in line. They were reinforcing the fences and also moving walkers here and there, using them as protection for the fences too. It seemed dangerous, with the walkers snapping to them, and you felt uneasy with Rick working there.

“Isn’t that dangerous? They could get bitten…” You said, looking from Rick to Negan, who kept smirking darkly at you.

“I’m sure Ricky boy can handle himself,” Negan said, patting your cheek. “You wanted him outside the cage, right?”

“Yeah…” But not at risk of getting bitten…but if he kept staying in a dark cell day after day, that couldn’t be good either…you didn’t know what to think.

“You got it.” Negan grinned. “And not even a thank you?”

You stopped yourself from rolling your eyes. “Thank you, Negan,” you forced yourself to say.

You looked at Rick, he had spotted you now from the distance, and you arched your eyebrows at him, trying to silently ask him if he was okay. He nodded and did the same to you, and you nodded too. It was something, you guessed…

The next day, you didn’t get to see her, but you knew that it was Rosita’s turn to go out of the cage and get some air and sunlight, though you didn’t know how much sunlight , since Negan told you that he had her working checking and putting together explosives and bombs, since you had told him she was good at that. You kind of wondered if Rosita might not go ahead and try to blow up the Sanctuary with all of you included…

You wondered, too, when it’d be Daryl’s turn to get out of the cell. You didn’t ask, though, the less you talked to Negan about Daryl, the better, you were sure of that, and even if you wanted to see Daryl, check how he was, you thought that it’d be better if Daryl didn’t see you. You knew it’d hurt him, and you didn’t want him to have to worry about you, he had enough, you were faring better than him, and you didn’t want him to have to see you with Negan, afraid that he’d try to taunt Daryl or anything like that.

In a couple of days, though, your wishes were crushed, when Negan toured you around the Sanctuary again, and as you got closer and closer to an open door, you realized that there were the bathrooms, and Daryl was inside mopping, a savior near him with a gun pointed to him.

You stopped and began to backtrack, even though you saw that Daryl’s eyes had found you already, but Negan grabbed your arm hard and didn’t let you move away.

“I want to go back, please,” you told him, trying to turn around. “Thanks for the walk but I want to go back now.”

“But I don’t want to.” Negan smiled darkly at you, and then he pushed you in front of him, placing his hand on your neck to push you forward and make you walk to the bathrooms.

“Negan, please, I don’t want to,” you tried again, trying to resist and squirm from his grasp, but Negan kept walking you forward…this couldn’t be good, he wouldn’t have brought you there if he didn’t want to rail up Daryl in any way…what if he began telling him what you and he did night in, night out…

You were about to struggle again, but you noticed the shift in Daryl’s eyes and stopped, realizing that he thought Negan was hurting you. You were about to shake your head, try to reassure him, Negan didn’t hurt you physically and you knew neither was now his intention, he just wanted to take the piss at Daryl and you, but it was too late.

Daryl threw the mope to the ground with a growl, and he tried to go to you, but the savior holding him at gunpoint kicked the butt of his rifle against his head, and then pointed it to his head. You were so scared that he was about to shoot Daryl, your heart seemed to stop beating.

“No! Stop!” You didn’t know if you were yelling to the savior or to Daryl, but the savior didn’t shoot, just kept pressing the riffle to Daryl’s head, and so you called for him. “Daryl! Stop! I’m okay, stop!” You could see Daryl shaking in rage, but he stopped trying to do anything, so you turned to look at Negan. “Do something!”

“What? Do I tell my savior to shoot?” Negan grinned at you and you glared at him. “I’m kidding, sweetheart…Alan! Get Daryl back to his cage.” The savior nodded, pushing Daryl with the riffle to make him turn around and face Negan, who was blocking the corridor, you next to him.

Negan looked at you and grinned again. “I must say, I’m fucking impressed, doll…the way you yelled at them? And they listened and stopped…fucking impressive, darling….wasn’t it, Alan?” Negan asked, and the savior nodded curtly. “Maybe I should change your job, have you out here, giving orders, keeping everyone in line.” Negan joked, and you shrugged, uncomfortable. “But no…I enjoy you way more in the bedroom.” Negan chuckled and kissed you, grasping your chin and holding your face in place so you couldn’t pull back, even if you hated that he was kissing you in front of Daryl.

When Negan pulled back, he chuckled as he looked at your face, before turning to the savior and Daryl again. “Now…this shit can’t happen again, are we clear? Or the next time, my guys will blow up your head, okay?” Negan said, but Daryl didn’t say anything, and the savior nodded curtly again.

You knew the threat was real, and you looked at Daryl with begging eyes, asking him to play along, so he wouldn’t get hurt or killed.

“It won’t happen again, he thought, he…” You didn’t know if it was a good idea to say that Daryl’d thought that Negan was hurting you, he took such pride in boasting about how good he treated his spoiled wives...

“What?” Negan looked at Daryl again. “What did you think, doggy Daryl, uh?” He smirked darkly, but Daryl just shook in rage, silent. “That I’m shagging your ex-girl every night? That you wanted to rip my throat open with your bare teeth like the dog you are? Yeah…I know.” Negan chuckled.

You didn’t like where this was going, and you were scared that Daryl might snap at any moment and he’d be shot, so you reached to held Negan’s arm, trying to get his attention. “He got it, okay? Can we go back to the room?”

“Oh, you’re eager today, aren’t you?” Negan chuckled, grabbing your chin and kissing your lips again. “Sure, doll…maybe if we get at it all night long I’ll change my mind about not letting Daryl leave his cage to clean our bathrooms and eat something that’s not dog food anymore after his little outburst here.”

Negan chuckled again, kissing you once more, and you let him do it even if you hated it as much as his words.

“Okay…Alan,” Negan called for the savior, though he was still looking at you. “Get the dog back to his kennel and bring Ezekiel to finish what Daryl didn’t…I’m gonna go fuck my wife.”

You didn’t say anything, didn’t dare to look at Daryl. Negan reached to grab your neck again, turning you around and pushing at you to walk in front of him, and you let him. Negan was demanding and possessive, but he’d never touched you or any of the others in that way, as far as you were aware, so you guessed that he was putting on even more of a show for Daryl, trying to rail him up.

You hated it…the last thing that Daryl needed was to think that Negan was hurting you in any way. You knew him, he’d worry, beat himself about it, drive himself crazy, when in reality, you weren’t doing that bad, you could endure sleeping with Negan, you had learned to, it kept your people safe, and your living conditions were way better than much others at the Sanctuary…but you had no way to let Daryl know that, not with Negan deciding to be even more of a prick just to get a reaction out of Daryl…

Negan did get a reaction out of Daryl, in an even worse way that you could have imagined, but you were oblivious to it all, sheltered in the wive’s room, with no idea of what was going on outside, until a couple of days later, when Negan stormed into the wives room.

“Y/N!”

Negan’s voice boomed as he called for you, and you paled as you heard it, knowing instantly that something was wrong, he never yelled like that to his wives when you all were pleasant to him. When you rushed to him, your anxiety and fear got even worse when you saw he was holding his bat.

“You know what your feral, dumb, dog did!?” He yelled at you…Daryl, something must have happened with Daryl… oh no…you were terrified but you managed to shake your head.

“He pretended to be dead when one of my saviors opened his cage, an idiot it seems, because he decided to check if your rabid dog was dead! And he wasn’t’! He grabbed the guy, bashed his head against the wall like the feral bitch he is! They found him trying to sneak in here, that stupid dog, as if he would have been able.”

Oh no…oh no…this was bad…it was getting harder to breathe as you panicked more and more… Daryl had tried to come for you, he must have really thought that you were being mistreated and abused…there was no way he wouldn’t try to go to you if he thought that…and for that he’d hurt a savior, maybe killed him, and escaped his cage…this was bad…you should have tried better to assure Daryl that you were okay, a note, something… now it was too late.

“Did you…” You tried to force words out of your mouth. “Did you kill him?”

Negan scoffed. “That’s all you care about, of course…” He grabbed your chin, making you look at him, and for a moment you thought he might bash Lucille in your head no matter you were a wife. “What if I did? He’s nothing to you now. You’re mine.”

“We have a deal…not killing him, not torturing him,” you found the courage to say.

Negan chuckled, letting go of your face. “You’re bringing up that shit now? You’re something else, doll…that deal goes to hell the moment someone pulls the shit that the stupid dog did…but it stands for your other friends…unless you wanna leave?”

You shook your head at that, you knew that right at that moment, Negan was a step away from just going ahead and killing everyone else of your friends in their cages…but no, they were resources, they kept the people back at home in their toes…you wouldn’t let Negan blackmail you with that…Daryl’d be the only one he’d kill…

“So did you kill him or not?” You asked even if you were scared of the answer.

“No,” Negan said, but the look in his eyes stopped you from being relieved. “Not yet. Not fast. But I’m going to…and you’re going to watch in the first row!” Negan grabbed your arm. “Also, all of you.” He waved the bat around, talking to the other wives. “You’re coming too, I spoiled you all too much, you need to remember what happens if someone crosses me like this. I want everyone in the Sanctuary to watch this.”

With that, he tugged at you, dragging you with him, and you knew better than to try to resist.

Well...shit happened.

If you enjoyed this, comments and reblogs are always more than welcome, thanks.

Also, as always, excuse my English, it’s not my first language.

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princessmisery666 · 3 years ago

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June 2021 - Fic Recs Master List

Please heed all the warnings on the individual fics. I am not responsible for what you choose read.

I was in a bit of a Dean Winchester hole this month!

📚Dean Winchester

Roots - @percywinchester27 - a sweet and fluffy drabble

Dean Lives Forever - @idreamofplaid - Jensen is having a hard time with Supernatural being over. The reader has an idea to help him deal with his feelings.

Screwing With The Evidence - @flamencodiva - Sam and Y/N face Dean after a one-night encounter.

Bad Days - @peridottea91 - Sam and Dean return from a hunt gone wrong. Sometimes it’s okay to let someone see you hurt.

Not A Dry Pair - @deanwinchesterswitch - A fun little glossed-over glimpse into the life of a ‘groupie’.

Cold As Ice - @waywardbaby - He has the wrong idea about her. Will he get the chance to change his mind?

Hot As Fire - @waywardbaby - What he told her he thought of her wasn’t entirely true. Will she cave?

The Chesterfield House - @idreamofplaid - Working a case together as “newlyweds” leads Dean to see the reader in a whole new light.

Moves - @waywardbaby - It’s basically Reader’s POV on all the things that make this man special and more specifically how his moves affect her

Together We Are The Storm - @deanwinchesterswitch - Angry with the way the brothers have been treating her, the reader decides to take matters into her own hands and fight through the storm that is Dean Winchester.

📚Jensen Ackles

Welcome Home - @there-must-be-a-lock - Got an anonymous request for a praise kink drabble! Here’s some soft dom Jensen and reunion sex. The (drool-worthy) panties mentioned can be seen here.

📚Sam Winchester

Not Exactly Apple Pie - @idreamofplaid - Sam gave up the love of his life to go hell and save the world, but he never got over her.

Save Me - @girl-next-door-writes - gif drabble - Sam saves the reader from a monster.

The Meadow - @winchest09 - Can you write about Sam taking the reader to a meadow for a sunset picnic?!

Cry No More series link to pt.1 - @fangirlxwritesx67 - The rest of Sam Winchester’s life, stories of what happened between the moments and years the show gave us in the finale.

The Three Times You Met Sam Winchester - @jamielea81 - clues in the title 😜

Alone In The Bunker - @fangirlxwritesx67 - Prompt: First Kiss.

📚Steve Rogers

U + Ur Hand - @cockslut-padalecki - All alone one night, Steve’s thoughts wander.

The Dumb Bet - @deaan - it’s Sam’s bachelor party and Bucky has a bet with him regarding you that ultimately gets you and Steve together.

Two Can Play This Game - @jurassicbarnes - Sunshine Steve Rogers is the type to blush when you sit in his lap on a group movie night only to finger f**k you as soon as the light dim.

📚Chris Evans

Happy Birthday & Alternate Ending - @jamielea81 - Ouch😢 Chris revaluates his life on his birthday.

Gone - @jamielea81 - sequel to Happy Birthday (the angsty ending)

Sunglasses - @jamielea81 - just some cute Sunday morning fluff.

The Bet - @jamielea81 - It all started with a $20 bet with Scott Evans.

📚Clark Kent

The Nearness of You - @girl-next-door-writes - A heartbroken Clark celebrates his mother’s birthday and finds that sometimes the sweetest moments are the unexpected ones.

📚Bucky Barnes

Welcome Back - @firefly-in-darkness - You welcome back your favourite supersoldier.

Forever - @samwilsons-pillowpecs - A BuckySarah short story

Creams and Comfort - @deaan - You wake up in the middle of the night to a loud noise to find Bucky standing in front of the bathroom mirror, hating the marks on his body

Proof Of Heart - @suitofvibraniumarmor - Maverick and Pepper meet for both business and personal reasons; Dr. Raynor informs Bucky of a new condition to his pardon.

Acapulco - @negans-lucille-tblr - Y/N can think of worse places than Acapulco to be undercover. And she can think of worse people than Sam Wilson to be her fake boyfriend. Even if her friend with benefits is a little jealous watching from the sidelines.

📚Sam Wilson

Seen - @pinknerdpanda - Even when only a flicker of the woman you once were remains, Sam sees you.

Bringing The Cheer - @amanda-teaches - When you’re feeling sad, your best friend, Sam, has just the plan to cheer you up. What over the top gesture does he have planned for you this time?

Last Light - @firefly-in-darkness - Will you survive without Sam?

📚Sirius Black

Imagine being best friends with Sirius Black - @deaan - bffs to lovers that’s what.

📚Andy Barber

Put You In Your Place - @cockslut-padalecki - Andy is sick of his stepdaughter continuously stepping out of line, and when he catches her spiking the punch at Jacob’s sixteenth birthday party, he’s had enough. It’s time he teaches her a lesson.

#Dean Winchester #Sam Winchester #Sirius Black #Andy Barber #Sam Wilson #Bucky Barnes #Chris Evans #Jensen Ackles #Clark Kent #Steve Rogers #Supernatural #Defending Jacob #Marvel #TFATWS #Superman #Harry Potter #30.06.2021 #long post

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