#louie smith

[cyborgknight]

I'm sry 💀

[pro-royalty]

Ryan Destiny x MAC Cosmetics

[weiyjling]

don’t you just love rgb siblings

[etclouie]

“oh sweetheart”

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 — summary; giddily following around after Negan throughout the sanctuary, until he sat you down to try and shift your feelings (Negan x fem!reader)

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 — setting; s7 saviours era 

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 — warnings; implied age gap (negan is mid 40s and reader is in her 20s) — don’t like it don’t read, negan makes reader spell out her feelings pretty much, they kiss briefly at the end, reader sits in negan’s lap towards the end too, uhm that’s it i think

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 — word count; 1.2k

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 — a/n; will eternally share my thoughts for negan (this was inspired by the “sweetheart, i’ve got tattoos older than you” thing)

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recently, you and your family had joined the Sanctuary. they’d been split off into various different jobs, but you hadn’t. 

you’d quickly grown used to the rules, though Negan would make comments about you not having a job and earning your keep— you couldn’t help but to develop feelings for him. 

it was just a silly little crush, that’s what you always told yourself. 

he was older than you, attractive and he held so much authority over everyone; alongside the little bits of attention he’d give you, which made you swoon. 

today was like no other, you’d found Negan and trailed after him. he never outwardly pushed you away, letting you trail after him like you usually did until he rounded the corner into his meeting room. 

he gestured towards one of the seats while he sat at the head of the table, resting Lucille against the leg of the table. 

“i gotta ask, why’d you follow me so eagerly?”

his words hung in the air for a moment as you watched him, tapping your fingers against the edge of the table. 

he ran a hand down his face, scratching at his beard while tilting his head to meet your eyes. 

“i uh, i find you interesting”

that was a new one. 

he’d been called a lot of things, but a lot of different people. but interesting was never one of them. 

“interesting, huh?”

he chuckled, shaking his head while his lips curled into a smirk. he leaned forward, resting his arms on the table as he continued to eye you. 

you watched entranced, following his every move as words died on the tip of your tongue. 

you knew exactly what you wanted to say, you just couldn’t explain it properly, in a way that would make sense to Negan but also wouldn’t make you seem like an idiot. 

“interesting yeah..”

nodding as you repeated yourself, laying your hands flat against the table now instead. 

his smirk had deepened, and he chuckled again. shaking his head as he spoke once more. 

“meaning what sweetheart?”

sweetheart. 

in all of the brief conversations you’d had before this, he’d never called you sweetheart before. he’d never called you anything more than your name. 

a chill ran down your spine, that giddy feeling bubbling in the pit of your stomach. 

“i like you—“

the admission felt foreign on your tongue. you hadn’t even admitted to it to the few friends you’d made since arriving, but the weight of it lifted from your shoulders. 

“oh sweetheart”

he grumbled, though there was no malice to it. his tongue darting out to wet his lip, which made your breath hitch once more. 

you had to look away from him, heat running across your cheeks and down your spine before it landed in your belly. 

you could feel his eyes on you, the way they cast a glance down your form before stopping on your face again. 

which most definitely didn’t help with your crush, or the arousal forming in the pit of your stomach. 

“you like me, huh? that’s new”

every time he chuckled it had you wanting to disappear. you never could tell if it was a laugh of mocking, or if it was simply fuelling his ego. 

something else you stupidly liked about him. 

“tell me, you think of me often? want to be one of my wives or somethin’?”

the suggestion felt like a dream. 

one of his wives?

though you’d like to be his only wife, you wouldn’t pass up the chance with him if it presented itself. 

“no.. i just, i think you’re attractive”

definitely fuelling his ego. 

he leaned back in his seat, legs resting on the edge of the table on the opposite side to you.  

despite his scrutinising stare, you couldn’t help the way your eyes flickered down his body again. 

appreciating the view, mind beginning to wander before he cleared his throat. effectively gaining your attention back. 

“not so bad yourself”

your cheeks had grown impossibly warmer, having to look away from him in an attempt to conceal your flushed state. 

only looking back to him once he called your name, giving him a meek smile. 

“what is it you want then, hm?”

the list of things you wanted from him, was endless. but one thing shone on top. 

you wanted a chance with it. 

wether it went anywhere or not, you wanted a chance. 

“dunno, maybe a chance with you?”

he chuckled again, that fear creeping back with every chuckle he gave. though, this time it felt warmer, as if he was considering the option. 

“a chance?”

he repeated, pulling his legs from off the table and sitting upright again. one of his arms stayed on the table while the other scratched at his beard again. 

“there’s twenty something years between us, don’t you think that’s a little much?”

your eyebrows knitted together instinctively. you never paged Negan as the type to turn down a woman because of the age gap, but then again, did you really know him that much?

pushing the thoughts aside, speaking softly as you held his gaze. 

“age is only a number”

the sound of his chuckles started to sound like a melody, being played on a broken and scratchy disk so it only sounded every so often. 

but it was warm, familiar. 

“sweetheart, i’ve got tattoos older than you”

he countered, making show of shrugging off his leather jacket enough to show the tattoos across his arms. 

and instinctively, you squeezed your thighs together. 

thoughts of previous lonesome nights rushing back at the sight of his toned arms and the tattoos across them. 

“one chance is all i’m asking for”

your voice stayed soft, despite the heady desire swirling around the room. 

god, you were going to be the death of him. 

he let his head lull back, eyes trailing across the ceiling as he thought over your words. 

it’s not that he wasn’t interested, hell he’d been admiring you for days now. his mind running wild with thoughts, but it felt different. 

as if he didn’t want to corrupt you in a sense. 

“please Negan”

he sighed, defeatedly. he knew he’d give in to you, he just had to prolong this a little longer. 

“one chance, that’s it”

you beamed at his words, standing from your seat and moving closer to him. wrapping your arms around his neck as you hugged him, earning a pinch to the hip before he pulled you down into his lap. 

sitting sideways in his lap, his legs spread wide and his hips rolling upwards ever so slightly to slouch back in the chair. 

one of your arms was around his neck, your other hand laying on his chest. the closeness made your heart skip a beat. 

he squeezed at your hip before he leaned in, pausing inches from your face to gauge your reaction. only pressing his lips to yours as you leaned in to meet him halfway, kissing him with more force than you’d intended. 

it felt like a dream, every dream you’ve had all coming to fruition all at once. 

you nipped at his bottom lip before he pulled back, smirk still across his lips before he whispered out to you. 

“christ, you’ll be the death of me”

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[kachowblueninja]

I love RGB siblings, or PGB too ig :))

[got-a-new-recipe-for-pound-cake]

Made a scene from freaks and geeks but it's Bully, highly recommend you watch the og which is linked under the cut

[anaquariusart]

im sowwy if u dont take requestsies ... but if youre doing more flipline furries coulf u do roy and joy maybe...theyd be cute....

Doggo Roy and Joy! 🐶

(Thinking about making them descendants of Scout from Jacksmith :3 )

[etclouie-masterlists]

— Negan Smith

ᯓᡣ𐭩 if you like negan, join my taglist

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— #𝜗𝜚 negan smith

— * contains smut / suggestive content, warnings posted on each individual fic; read and heed the warnings. all content is 18+, mdni

main fics

— "oh sweetheart"

— “scary? my god you’re divine” coming soon !

— "keep talking" coming soon !

— longed to be free coming soon !

kinktober fics

— choking *

— spanking *

600 event fics

— views under the stars

1k follower sleepover

— more than you planned

— good little pup *

other

— nothing yet !

requests can be made here !

[myangxlics]

⋅˚₊‧ OC Masterlist ‧₊˚ ⋅⋅

♡︎ = yandere/dark

♥︎ = gn reader

ミ★ = female reader

☆彡 = male reader

☆ = character facts

☾ = aus

Sonya Ross

(yan cheerleader)

♡︎♥︎ intro

♡︎♥︎ Sonya and Ethan with a darling that has a thick accent

♡︎♥︎ Sonya and Ethan with a romantic darling

♡︎♥︎ Sonya and Ethan with a goth darling

☆ aesthetics

☆ hair

☆ bedrooms

♥︎☾ asking for a cat (smau)

☆ headcannons

Ethan Moore

(yan jock)

♡︎♥︎ intro

♡︎♥︎ Sonya and Ethan with a darling that has a thick accent

♡︎♥︎ Sonya and Ethan with a romantic darling

♡︎♥︎ Sonya and Ethan with a goth darling

☆ aesthetics

☆ hair

☆ bedrooms

♥︎☾ asking for a cat (smau)

Rusty Smith

(yan mechanic)

♡︎☆彡 Shiver

♡︎♥︎ yandere alphabet

♡︎♥︎ true love

♥︎☾ asking for a cat (smau)

Louie Dayton

(yan cowboy)

♡︎♥︎ soft headcannons

♥︎ Know Your Worth

Adela Diaz

(yan athlete)

♥︎☾ asking for a cat (smau)

divider credits: @animatedglittergraphics-n-more

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Which trio do you love most?

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[cyborgknight]

[kennythetrampvamp]

I cracked the code

Is this therapy

[etclouie]

for negan can i get these “You're mine." "Such a good little pup, aren't you?"

˚୨୧⋆｡ — title; good little pup (negan x fem!reader)

˚୨୧⋆｡ — prompt/s; 15) “you’re mine” and 16) “such a good little pup, aren’t you?” — from "𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩…" 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙪𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙨 

˚୨୧⋆｡ — warnings; established relationship, smut, minors do not interact!!!, oral (f receiving), negan is possessive?, allusions to another round but that’s it mostly (562 words)

˚୨୧⋆｡ — a/n; still trying, i promise😣 

— thank you for celebrating with me || submissions are now closed!!

Negan had you sat at the edge of his meeting table, your legs spread as he stayed in his chair. 

you were whining and reaching for him, but he only chuckled in response. 

the thing was, Negan had misinterpreted you giving directions to some guy and took it upon himself to remind you who you ‘belonged to’ as he put it. 

he settled between your legs, making sure your eyes were on him as he nipped across your inner thighs. shaky gasps and whines falling from your lips as you lay back on the table, while your hands tried to pull him closer between your legs. 

Negan tutted, an amused yet displeased look on his face—you couldn’t properly pin it. 

“baby please”

you tried, but he only shook his head, flashing you that all too familiar smirk. 

“now you know we have to remind you just who exactly you belong to”

he told, smirk still on his face as his hands hooked under your thighs to pull you closer to him. 

his breath fanned across your cunt, but he paused, looking back up to you. 

“fuck, okay! ‘m sorry about earlier, i’m yours”

you told, trying to buck your hips towards him to speed up his pace. Negan chuckled again, nipping at your thigh before he leaned in. 

his tongue flicked across your core, pulling a breathy and desperate moan from your lips. 

he continued to lap up your arousal, groaning into your cunt as the taste of you filled his senses. 

you grabbed a fistful of his hair, trying to pull him impossibly closer as the coil started to wind in your belly. 

“you’re mine”

he grumbled into your cunt, swirling his tongue around your clit and listening to you whine. your hips lifting off the table as he sent you hurtling embarrassingly quickly to your climax. 

Negan wrapped his lips around your clit, sucking on it as you continued to fist his hair. 

your face was knitted together in pleasure, so you couldn’t see the smug look in his eyes—watching you fall apart as he worked you closer and closer. 

“god i’m yours, baby”

you moaned out, trying to rock your hips against his face in search of more pleasure. he let go of your clit with a wet pop, tilting his head to nip at your thigh as he whispered into your skin. 

“such a good little pup, aren’t you?”

his eyes were on your face again, waiting for your answer as both of his hands squeezed at your thighs. his tongue swirling around your clit, pushing you closer and closer. 

it wasn’t until your grip on his hair grew painful did he slip two fingers into you, pumping them slowly before crooking them just right, sending you hurtling over the edge with a loud cry of his name. 

he smirked, a triumphant look on his face as he watched your body convulse in pleasure. 

your chest rose and fell with each shaky breath, your fingers letting go of his hair as he lapped up your release. 

after a minute you met his eyes again, his mouth and chin glistening with your release as he stood between your legs, his hands working open his belt as he spoke. 

“oh i’m not done with you yet, that was just the start—help you remember who you belong to”

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[admiralmadz]

I made Steve Smith

[curiousb]

The Smith Family Album: Volume XIII

Continuing our tour of the Sanditon families, just across the road from the Bertrams live Bennet and Anna, whom we haven't seen in a very long time!

They're still uninhibited free spirits.

Anna is still the hottest girl around.

And they're still close to their extended families - Bennet's best friends have always been his cousins (Benjamin, Miles and Bertram).

Sadly, although they were close as kids, a rift has developed between him and his brother Jasper, over Bennet's continued dalliance with Sophia (the fiancée of their mutual friend Thomas).

Anna's half-sibling Louie is also a welcome visitor, and is keen to update old friend Bennet on this new phase of their life.

The pair are also starting to make headway in their careers.

With a couple of pay rises in the bag, they splash out on that Romance-Sim essential - a hot tub for the back garden.

Anna's ambition to romance the whole neighbourhood begins with fellow athlete, Philip.

The new hot tub is central to her cunning plan. What's a little snow, when there's romancing to be done?

[steve-smackdown]

Bracket 3, Round 1