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Negan x Reader - The Princess And The Bodyguard
For my amazing friend @little-diable 15k celebration! Congratulations again love!
Prompt in bold - Since her marriage the tales of her beauty had grown still greater.
I hope you all enjoy this!
Warnings - Smut (under the cut), arranged marriage, death threats (18+)
“You’re an ass, you know that,” Y/n hissed as Negans thumb drew circles on top of her overly sensitive clit.
He’d been teasing her for hours, bringing her to the edge of her release and then denying her at the very last second, just to do it all over again.
But, despite her words, Y/n couldn’t deny that she loved every single torturous second of it.
A dark chuckle fell from Negans lips as he pushed two of his fingers deep inside her dripping wet pussy, flicking her g-spot slowly as he leaned in closer to her.
“Still think I’m an ass, princess?” He asked, his lips ghosting over hers.
Y/n opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out, instead the only sound that left her slightly swollen lips was a loud moan, as Negans fingers quickly pumped in and out of her.
“You’re gonna get us caught, if you’re not careful,” he stated quietly, a triumphant smirk tugging at his lips as he placed his other hand over her mouth, quieting the shameless noises she was making.
Y/n didn’t care.
She knew this was the last time they were going to be able to be together like this; so she was going to make as much noise as she wanted.
Negan knew this.
And he loved it.
He reveled in watching as her eyes rolled back in sheer pleasure; he loved watching her squirm and writhe underneath him as she desperately chased the release she’d been craving and he’d been denying.
“You wanna cum?” He teased, feeling her clenching around his fingers at his words; knowing the answer before the words could even leave her mouth.
“Please,” she begged, once his hand was no longer covering her mouth.
The sound of Princess Y/n begging, that was a sound he would never get tired of hearing.
“Cum for me,” he whispered as his fingers took up the fast paced rhythm once again.
And just like that, Y/n fell over the edge she’d been made to teeter on for so long; a symphony of moans and half spoken curse words falling from her lips before Negans hand once again muffled the sinful noises coming from the princess.
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“This is the last time we can do this, princess,” Negan mumbled, pressing a soft kiss on Y/n's forehead, before pulling away from her completely and getting out of the bed to gather up the clothes he’d quickly discarded earlier.
She knew it was the last time they could do this, she did.
But she just wanted to be with Negan for a little while longer
“Stay,” Y/n's plea was barely above a whisper, but it was loud enough for Negan to hear; and drew his attention back to her.
When his eyes met hers, he felt his heart begin to break; even more so when he noticed how her bottom lip was trembling as she tried not to cry.
He didn’t want to go.
His brain was screaming at him to just throw his clothes back on the floor, wrap his arms around her and never let go.
He wanted to stay with her; but he knew he couldn’t.
“We both know I can’t,” he answered back, sadness filling his eyes as he continued to get dressed, making sure he avoided any further eye contact with Y/n.
He knew if he saw that sadness in her again, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from staying.
He hated seeing her sad.
And he certainly hated being the cause of it.
But she was leaving. No matter how much he hated the idea of it, it was out of both of their control.
“You could come with me,” she offered softly, moving off of the bed, the bed sheet wrapped around her body until she stood in front of him, her gorgeous y/e/c eyes looking up at him.
“You could be my personal bodyguard,” she continued, lifting her free hand to Negans face, gently caressing his cheek.
He knew he could go with her.
Her father had already asked Negan if he would go with her, to keep an eye on her and make sure that she was safe.
And he’d said no. Not because he didn’t want to; he did.
But because he knew that if he had to watch the man that Y/n was arranged to be marrying, he’d kill him, the second he laid a hand on her, he’d be a dead man.
Which wouldn’t have been good for anybody.
Negan knew that this arranged marriage between Y/n and King Rick had to work for the sake of the kingdom.
Y/n's father was an old man, he wouldn’t be able to rule forever; so Y/n, being his only heir, would have the throne.
Naturally, her father just wanted her to be safe and looked after when he was gone; that’s why he arranged her marriage to King Rick. Her father knew he was an honorable man who would look after his daughter and his kingdom.
On paper it was a perfect match.
Except for the fact that Y/n loved Negan and Negan loved Y/n back.
“I can’t,” he whispered, lifting his hand to hers, wrapping his fingers around her wrist, wishing that he could just stay in this moment with her forever.
“We both know I wouldn’t be able to look at you with him everyday, without wanting to-” he stopped the final words from falling from his lips, instead it was a sigh that came from his lips instead as leaned down and rested his forehead against hers.
He was fighting every urge he had to kiss her again knowing that if he did, he’d never be able to let her go.
“In another life, we're together right?” She sniffled, trying to stop the tears that were forming in her eyes from falling.
That question….it was enough to break his heart completely.
“Oh I fucking hope so, princess,” he replied, noticing how his own voice shook a little.
He pulled away slightly, pressing a quick kiss on her forehead before grabbing his jacket, throwing it over his shoulder and making his way to the door.
His hand hovered over the door knob for a few seconds longer than it should’ve; his heart still fighting with his head; but deep down, he knew this was the right thing to do.
And with that he left the room, quickly wiping away the stray tears that had fallen from his eyes, before walking through the halls of the castle as though he hadn’t just broken his own heart.
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It had been two years since Y/n's marriage to King Rick, and since her marriage the tales of her beauty had grown still greater.
Everyone in Alexandria, King Rick's kingdom seemed to love her; especially the king of the kingdom himself, whose love and devotion was clear enough for everyone and anyone to see.
Including Negan.
Even though it made the blood coursing through his veins burn with jealousy, he couldn’t deny how much King Rick loved Y/n; and that’s what had made her the perfect target.
Four days ago, Y/n's father had received word that his only daughter had nearly been assassinated whilst out on a horse ride at the borders of Alexandria.
Y/n's father was too ill to travel the three days it would take to get to Alexandria, which is why Negan was here.
Not that there was ever really a question about it, regardless of whether he was sent by the King or not, he’d be here.
Y/n's life was at risk, and there was no way in hell he was going to let anyone harm her.
#negan x reader#negan imagines#negan imagine#negan x reader royal au#royal au fic#negan the walkind dead#twd negan#negan alternate universe#the walking dead imagines#the walking dead negan
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This fic is now complete over on my website!
#the king's blessing#series#princess!reader#prince!dean#king!john#smut#angst#fluff#dark fic#royal au#negans-lucille-tblr#dean winchester#dean x reader#supernatural
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For the ask thingy: #1, 6, 23, 25
1. Tell us about your current project(s) – what’s it about, how’s progress, what do you love most about it?
Haha, which one? I guess Kinktober is the big one right now, though I’m also working hard on a Steve Rogers x reader college AU. Kinktober is a lot of fun, less pressure than Sinful Sundays lol and this is my first Steve Rogers series, which is both challenging and enjoyable! My Steve is turning out to be a real softie >.<
6. What character do you have the most fun writing?
It’s either Negan or Dean, I can’t choose.
23. What’s the story idea you’ve had in your head for the longest?
I’ve had this idea for a medieval royal AU for a while that’s haunting me. I’m gonna write it, I just wanna get my obligations out of the way first.
25. What part of writing is the most fun?
I would say the initial excitement of sharing an idea is the best part for me, when I’m getting those first bits nailed down and I chat to my friends about it. And also when I get comments, I get super giddy, I love hearing that everyone’s loved what I’ve created, especially those folks that literally give you an essay on what they liked, you have no idea how much I smile after those!
Thanks, Marie 😘😘
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Star Crossed Rivalry: Part 4
Pairings: Opie x Reader (SOA/TWD MC AU Crossover ) Negan daughter!Reader
Warnings: Swearing, Fluff, Angst, Violence
Word Count: 5,484
Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3
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“This is honestly heaven.” You breathed as you lay in the sand of your private Sonora beach home, curtesy of the Galindo cartel, Romeo’s influence in the country, and who you were to Romeo.
“Wrong.” Opie said as he filed in the hole Creature was wildly digging just because he could. “What would be heaven is if a) you had your top off and b) you felt better.” You rolled your head on the towel and smile behind your sunglasses.
“Opie, you see me naked all the fucking time.” You laughed as you pulled at his swim trunks. “And I feel fine, baby…”
“Baby…” He cooed as he stopped digging. He smiled and leaned forward to kiss on your nonexistent baby bump.
“Will you quit.” You laughed as his beard tickled your side. “We don’t even know I’m pregnant yet.”
“Well you’re the one that put the idea in my head.” He said as he stretched out in the warm sand beside you and laid his head on your thigh. “And now I can’t stop thinking about it.”
“I think you’d make a good dad.” You said as you reached down to run your fingers through his loose hair. “Could you imagine a little Opie running around the beach with us?” He shook his head and dragged his fingertips across your stomach.
“It’s gunna be a little girl.” He said, matter of factly. “And she’ll be just as beautiful as you.” Your smile grew as he pressed his fingers lightly into your skin as if he was trying to feel his child. “Guess I can be glad we got beat up.”
“No, you’re glad that the antibiotics I took so I didn’t get Tig germs in my fucking forehead knocked out my birth control and we’re space cadets that can’t understand the concept of condoms.”
“That too.” He chuckled as he sat up and crawled up your body. He leaned over you and pulled off your sunglasses with a smile. “Let’s get married.” You pulled back as far as you could in the sand and searched his eyes.
“Opie.”
“(Y/N).” He chuckled as he brushed your hair back with his sandy hands. “Look, we’ve already been through hell and back together. And I love you, more than anything in the world. So I want you to be my wife. And even if you’re pregnant right now or not right now, I want to start a family with you, and grow old with you. I want to wake up to your smile and fall asleep with you in my arms until I take my last breath.” You choked out a laugh as he shifted his weight on his left arm to reach down to his pocket. He smirked as he purposely dipped his fingers into the waist band of your bikini bottoms before continuing on to his shorts pocket. “That’s not my pocket.”
“So romantic.” You laughed as you reached up to brush your tears away.
“I know.” He chuckled as he pulled out your moms engagement ring. He held it in front of your face with a warm smile as you burst into tears. “Marry me, baby girl.” You nodded your head and covered your face as he rested his weight back on both arms. “I hope that’s a yes.” He chuckled as he picked your left ring finger up and slid the ring into place for you.
“It’s a yes!” You squeaked as you moved your hands to hold his and cup his face. “You’re so mean!” You laughed as you pulled him down into a kiss.
“Can I confess that I actually got the ring from your dad New Years Eve? I was going to propose at the Sanctuary but it didn’t feel right.”
“This is much better.” You said with a nod as you pushed his hair back behind his ears. “It’s perfect.”
“No, Mrs. Winston.” He said with a shake of his head. “You are perfect.”
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Since the day your fiancé saw the small, wiggling bean on the first ultrasound, he woke you up every morning the exact same way. He’d hum, half asleep, with a giant smile on his face as he felt around the king size bed to find where you had ended up in your sleep. When he got your moaned response, he push himself across the sheets and pillows to pepper your face with kisses. When he finally got you to wake up enough to kiss back, he slid down the bed, and pulled you onto your side in front of his face to talk to his child.
Every morning, as the sun peeked through the curtains and while you slowly untangled the knots in his hair, Opie told stories. Everything from what his dream was the night before to trouble he had gotten into as a child and with the club. He opened up more to you in those quiet moments than he was ever able to in North Carolina out of fear, and didn’t stop sharing until morning sickness or the desperate need to use the bathroom ripped you from bed. You’d always come back though, not ready to start another day of living in paradise, and told both Opie and your child similar stories he didn’t already know.
“Do you think we’ll ever try to go back to the States?” You asked him one morning as you neared the beginning of your second trimester. “I mean, our bun does have grandparents that don’t know he exists.”
“Well.” Ope sighed as he walked his fingers in a slow circle around the bump that got a little bigger every day. “Let’s look at it this way. We have my dad, the alcoholic biker. My mom, the woman that walked away from her kid. And your dad, who’s a dick.” He picked his head up off the mattress and rolled on to his stomach to look at you. “On top of that, you’re wanted by the Sons, and I’m wanted by the Saviors, no matter what our immediate clubs have to say. I mean, we can absolutely go back if you wanna go back, hun. I have no problem with that what so ever. Happy wife, happy life. I just want the love of my life and our kid to be safe. And from where I’m sittin’, being in Sonora, under the protection of the fucking cartel, is the safest place we can be.” You nodded your head and sighed as you reached out to brush his hair back out of his face.
“I just… I feel bad, Ope. I’ve pulled you away from everything…” Ope cut you off with a loud groaned sigh as he flopped face down on the bed beside you.
“(Y/N), do you know how many times we have had this conversation?” He asked as he looked back up at you. “A hundred. Fuck, maybe even a thousand. You- didn’t- pull- me- away- from- anything. Not a single damn thing. SAMCRO is fucking toxic. Why else do you think I took off the day I left prison? I did five damn years for a group of guys that was supposed to have my back. I won’t do that shit again. Prison sucks. Like fucking royally. I don’t wanna go back ever again. So, for the last time, you didn’t take me away from everything. You gave me everything worth living for.” You nodded your head as a tear slipped down your cheek. He chuckled and pushed himself up on his hands and knees to get up for the day. “Now, if you say that shit again, I will… flick you in the nose.”
“Oh, how threatening.” You said as he kissed your bump, then you.
“I know. So scary.”
“Like a giant teddy bear.” You said with a yawn as you got up to let Creature out. While your dog ran out into the private, walled off, second story patio you had had grassed in for him outside your bedroom, you walked into the bathroom to brush your teeth and throw on a bathing suit for the day. “What are we gunna do today?” Ope hummed as he spit his mouthful of toothpaste and turned on his sink while you jumped up on the counter between the two vanities.
“Well… we can always start check off your Mexico beach list.” He suggested as he leaned back far enough for you to spit in the sink without getting your toothpaste on him.
“No.” You sighed as he passed you the mouthwash.
“What about taking Creature hiking?” You huffed through your nose and shook your head before spitting again.
“No.”
“You can watch me fix the motorcycle you chucked in the back of your pick up truck.” He said in a teasing tone as he moved your leg to grab his hair brush.
“Wasn’t me.” You said as you snagged his brush, and jumped off the counter. “And I think you should be happy that I at least saved your bike.”
“Oh, I am.” He said as he kneeled down so you could brush his hair into the man bun you found absolutely delicious on him. “But you could have at least stood it up before you strapped it down.” You met his eyes in the mirror and gave him a sarcastic sneer.
“Sorry that saving the father of my child and future husband’s life was a little more important. I’ll try not to do that again.” He smirked at you and found your smiling eyes in the mirror.
“You’d miss me too much.” You smile grew and you nodded your head as you twisted the hair tie in his hair.
“I really would.” You agreed as you pulled the sides of the bun out and dropped your hands to his shoulders. He leaned back into you gently and reached back to hold on to your calves with a content sigh.
“I have an idea.” He said as he rolled his head back to look up at you. “How about we get a start on baby shopping? Get the essentials now, and wait for any clothes or things that involve the gender until later. Gets us out of the house for a while, we get some exercise, we get some shopping done early….” Your smile grew, and you nodded your head as you cupped his jaw in your hands.
“You’re a smart man, Opie Winston.”
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“Can I get one of these?” Ope asked as he picked up a small blue beanie and dropped it on top of his bun. You smirked and shook your head.
“Looks a little small, honey.”
“It’s a bun protector.” He joked as you turned back to look at the cute little dresses and the even more adorable suits with ties.
“If you get a bun protector, I’m getting one of each of these.” You said as you grabbed a pink, frilly ‘going home’ dress and a blue tie/ white mock button down, collared onesie with black pants and held them out.
“Yea, ‘cause I’m going to say ‘no’ to you, ever.” He chuckled as he took the pants suit from your hand to look at it with a smile. He sighed as he ran his fingers across the buttons. “We really are having a baby.” With a nod of your head, you laid the dress down carefully in the bottom of your cart.
“And he or she’s going to be the cutest damn thing in the world.” With a nod of agreement, Opie passed off the little suit and looked over at the bells that chimed when the door opened. Panic ripped through him as he looked at the Lobos Sonora kuttes on the two angry looking men the pair of you had passed on the streets on your way to the store.
“Move!” He shouted as he grabbed your arm and yanked you in front of his body. You shrieked and took off down the isle as the little shop was drowned in booming gun fire. You forced yourself to stay low and keep moving until you made it out the back door into a crowded street. “Left, left!” Your fiancé shouted as a new hail of bullets hit the wall of the shop from somewhere in the crowd. “Keep going! Don’t stop!” You nodded your head, and dipped down an alley between two buildings as the gun fire finally came to an abrupt halt.
“Ope?” You asked as you glanced over your shoulder.
“I’m fine, baby.” He said with a nod as he grabbed you before you left the mouth of the alley. His breaths came out in heavy pants as he held your shaking body to his chest.
“We gotta… keep moving…” You panted as you gripped his shirt tight in your fists. He nodded his head as he leaned around the edge of the building to look.
“Keep your head down, and don’t stop.” He growled as he pulled his shirt from your hands and turned you toward the street to the left. He tucked you against his side and covered the side of your head with his hand as you put both your hands over your bump to protect your child. Opie led you in a zigzag pattern through the streets, keeping his head on a swivel until he found a road that was familiar to you both in your four months of living in Sonora. He finally lead you into doctors office building and pushed past a man to get you into the bathroom on the ground floor to call for help.
“Are you hit?” He asked as he glared at the man trying to follow you into the bathroom before he locked the door in the man’s face. You shook your head as you held on to the sink to keep yourself up right.
“I don’t…” You tried, but your mouth was too dry to speak. Opie turned in his spot and came over to check, completely ignoring the blood dripping down his arm from the graze he got.
“You’re OK, baby girl.” He said as he turned you gently and checked every inch of your body. “We’re OK.” You nodded your head once before turning in your spot and throwing up in the sink. “Shhh, I’m here.” He cooed as he pulled your hair back for you, pulled your still shaking body against his body to keep you up right, and rubbed your back as the initial shock wore off. He glanced at his reflection in the mirror, let out an unheard sigh, and double checked to make sure you hadn’t been shot.
“I wanna go home.” You sobbed as you burst into tears.
“I’m gunna get you home, baby.” He said as he got a couple paper towels wet to wipe off your face. “I swear to you, we’re going home today.” You nodded and buried your face in his chest as he leaned back against the wall and held you tight. He hit his head against the wall and swore loudly, knowing that with the Lobos cartel knowing that one if not both of you were associated with an American MC, his family was no longer safe in Mexico even with the help of the Galindo Cartel. The rivalry between Lobos and both of your clubs was bigger than anything imaginable. After a few moments of running the scenarios, he pulled his phone from his pocket and found Romeo’s number in the call list to see if someone could pick both of you up and get you back stateside no matter what the consequences would be with the lesser of three evils.
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You weren’t surprised to see your father waiting for you when you got to the Arizona / Mexico border, but you were, however, surprised to see Jax waiting with him. Tears welled in your eyes and a hormonal rush of emotions washed over you as Negan took off at a run to get to your truck that Opie was pulling over to the side of the road. You unbuckled your seatbelt as your dad slid in the gravel while ripping open the passenger door.
“Fucking thank God.” He said as he pulled you into his arms. “You’re OK, baby girl. It’s OK.” He said as you burst into tears. He nodded his head with tears in his eyes, and kissed your shoulder while you held on to his kutte as tightly as you could. “You’re coming home, princess.” You nodded your head as Opie got back in the truck behind you and leaned over to rub your back.
“Let’s get them to the hotel.” He said with a slightly paranoid glance through the back window of the truck. Negan nodded as he pulled back to look at you with a smile.
“Alright, buckle up. I’m not gunna wait for you all fucking day.” With a huffed laugh and a nod, you sat back in your chair and took the offered seatbelt from your father. He inhaled a little sharply as he looked at your small baby bump but he put a smile on his face and looked back up at you. “Boy or girl?” You looked over at him, confused for half a second, before shaking your head.
“Too soon to know.” He nodded his head and looked back down at the bump, finally noticing Lucille’s ring on your finger. His heart shattered, hating that he had missed so much of his daughter’s life already because of his actions, but he was at least grateful that you were hopefully coming back home so he wouldn’t miss any more.
“Alright, let’s go. We’re fucking holding up traffic.”
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“Are you going to sleep with us again? Even though you have a perfectly good room you paid for right across the hall.” You asked as you pulled Creature out of his carrier purse and set him on the bed. Jax shrugged as he flopped down on the other queen bed and pushed his boots off with his toes.
“I haven’t really seen my best friend in nine months. So yea, I’m gunna stay and gossip like a school girl.” You rolled your eyes and went over to dig your dogs bowls and food bag from one of the many bags of clothes and belongings that you were bringing back with you from your Sonora home.
“You’re an idiot.” You said with a glance over your shoulder at the Son that was growing on you more and more every day. He shrugged again and grabbed the remote as Opie and Negan pulled the last couple bags in from the bed of your pick up so they wouldn’t get stolen in the Tucson hotel parking lot.
“What are you looking for, baby?” Opie asked as he set the bags he was holding down on the bed.
“Creature’s bowls.” He nodded as he came over to pull out the bag under the one you were looking through. You thanked him and smiled as you took the bowls from his hands.
“So.” Negan said as he grabbed the desk chair and spun it around. “We’re here to try to figure out what to fucking do with you two trouble makers.”
“Smooth, Daddy.” You sighed as you set the two bowls on the floor a few feet away from the just in case of an accident pee pad your fiancé was laying out.
“You have two options.” He continued as you sat down on your bed. “You both can go to Charming with Jax. Or you can come back to Boone with me.”
“A deal has been put into place.” Jax said as he sat up and looked at you and Opie. “As far as both clubs are concerned, you two are off limits.”
“Clay agreed to that?” Opie asked as he sat down beside you. Jax shook his head subtly in response.
“The table agreed to that.” He responded in a breath.
“We’re going back to Boone.” Opie said immediately. “I’m not putting my family in that psychopath’s hands…”
“Wait… I’m missing something.” You said as Negan hung his head to hid his grateful, tear filled eyes and smug smile.
“There’s a riff in SAMCRO right now.” Jax said as he leaned forward on his thighs. “Clay is losing his grip, and we have ATF down our throats. He’s scrambling to keep his failing hands on the gavel, and he’ll take out anyone he deems a threat.”
“That includes the daughter of the Saviors president.” Ope said with a look over at you as he put his hand on the small of your back. “He’ll kill you, no problem, to try to bring the Saviors to Charming for retaliation.”
“Which it would.” Negan chimed in as he looked up at you. “And that’ll divert ATF’s attention to what’s left of the Saviors after the blood bath we would bring away from the Sons, which also brings the DEA back to our doors…”
“If you go back to Boone, the Son’s can’t touch you.” Jax said with a slightly worried glance at your dad for what he said about the blood bath. “You’re in the heart of Saviors territory. Clay wouldn’t dare come after you there.” You nodded your head as you rubbed your bump absentmindedly with your fingertips.
“And what about Opie?”
“Opie’s safe.” Negan said with a nod. “I’ve sat down with each and every fucking president and explicitly stated that he’s off fucking limits in Saviors territory. He could walk through the Sanctuary in a Sons kutte and a SAMCRO shirt with a giant fucking sign over his head during a house party and all he would get is looks. And for those fucking idiots that can’t fucking comprehend that, they’ll answer to fucking Lucille.” You nodded your head and reached over to rest your hand on Opie’s knee.
“His parents, and Jax.” You said as you looked at your dad. “Mary…”
“Still in Boone.” Negan said with a nod. “She came back when the treaty was established.”
“His dad, Piney, and Jax need to be allowed to come, too.” You said with a glance over at your fiancé. “These two are like a package deal, and I can’t keep a grandfather away from his grandchild…”
“If that’s what you want, princess.” Negan said with a nod as he leaned back for Creature to jump on his lap. “I’ll make it happen.” You nodded your head and looked back up at Opie.
“Is that what you want?” He smiled and nodded his head as he reached out to cup your jaw in his hand.
“What I want is you, and for you and our child to be safe. However I have to go about getting it. If that means moving back to your house, with the gorgeous views, and the hot tub we can’t use for a few months until our baby is born, which is such a hard ship, by the way.” He joked with a smile. “We’ll go back to Boone. And we’ll start our family, and get married, and live happily ever after.” You smiled and nodded your head.
“OK.” You breathed. “OK, we’ll go back to Boone.” Opie’s smile grew even more as he nodded his head and leaned forward to give you a chaste kiss.
“Alright, kids. Get some rest.” Negan said as he put Creature down on the floor and got up from his chair. “We got a long fucking drive ahead of us.”
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“(Y/N), go sit the fuck down.” Negan said as you walked back over to your truck to help unpack it so you could go to bed.
“I’m fine, Dad.” You said as you reached in the bed to grab your bag of Creature’s things. Opie jogged up behind you, and snatched the bag from your hand with a scowl.
“Go. Inside.” He demanded a little shortly from lack of sleep since he and your dad had been trading off driving for the past 30 something hours. “Bed, now.” You couldn’t help but roll your eyes and relinquish your grip on the bag.
“I just can’t with you right now, Ope.” You sighed as you turned on your heel and took a step toward the door. He quickly reached out and grabbed your arm.
“Come here.” He said as he pulled you back in to his arms. He sighed and kissed the top of your head as you wrapped your arms around his sweaty middle. “I’m sorry, baby.”
“I know.” You said with a nod. He rubbed your back for a moment as exhaustion seeped deeper into his soul.
“Will you go sit down for me?” He asked calmly as he pulled you back to search your eyes. “Please? For me? We’re just bringing the bags in tonight, and your dad and I can handle these ourselves. And tomorrow, you can unpack to your little hearts content. You’ve been through a lot the last few days, and you need rest. Now please, please… go sit down.” You nodded your head with a small sigh as he leaned down to kiss your forehead.
“Don’t work too hard.” You said as you turned to head back inside. Your fiancé rolled his eyes at your back with a small smile and turned back to grab more bags as Negan walked up to his side.
“She gets that tenacity from me.” He chuckled as he grabbed your bag of clothes. “Her mother was the only one that could reign both of us in.” He looked over at his future son-in-law and shook his head. “She’ll keep you on your fucking toes for the rest of your life. She’ll drive you fucking nuts, but she’ll make you fall in love with her every fucking day, too.” He threw your bag over his shoulder with a smirk. “But you know that as fucking well as I do. Good fucking luck, son.” Ope nodded his head with a huffed laugh as he picked up his duffle bag of clothes and the bag of ‘books’ you had been carting around that were hallowed out to store guns, knives, and ammunition.
“She’s worth it.” Ope said as he turned to follow Negan inside. “Pain or not, she’s absolutely fucking worth it.”
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“I think we should start considering baby proofing this place.” You said as you looked at the blind cords hanging all over your living room. Opie looked over at you from the kitchen where he was making you both lunch with his eye brow raised.
“Hey baby.” He cooed with a cocky smile. “You know you’re still pregnant, right? Our son isn’t going to be crawling around, getting into anything for a long, long time.”
“Yea, but it goes by so fast.” You sighed as you watched Creature try to rip the leg off a stuffed duck. Your son pushed against your stomach, creating a ripple of movement under your blue maternity top so you pulled up the material to look at your belly. “You agree, little man? You’re growing so fast you’re running outta room in there.”
“Well of course he’s running out of room.” Your fiancé chuckled as he handed you your plate of two breakfast sausage patties on garlic Texas toast with dill pickle slices, and a side of mozzarella sticks with ranch and marinara sauce mixed in a small bowl, which you had lived on for most of your second trimester and all of your third, much to Opie’s disliking since the concept of it all just turned his stomach. “He’s a growing boy, aren’t you little man?”
“Are we just going to call him little man for the rest of all eternity?” You asked as he reached out, and pressed on your son’s palm so he would push back. “Because Hunter is such a perfect name…”
“It is a perfect name.” Opie agreed as he ran his finger over his son’s palm like he was shaking his hand. “But he’s my little man, isn’t that right?” He cooed as he leaned forward to kiss Hunter’s fingertips.
“You’re impossible.” You giggled as you took a bite of your sandwich. You moaned at how delicious it was, and rolled your head back on the couch. “I swear you’re getting better at this.”
“Not gunna lie.” He said as he picked up his Italian sub. “I’ll be glad when I can stop making them.”
“Well you got a week until my c-section. Just in time for Halloween.” You reminded him. “And then I’ll finally be able to sleep without a damn bowling ball sized child on my spine.”
“Or my hip.” Opie chimed in.
“Boo hoo.” You said as you pulled apart a mozzarella stick and dipped it in its sauce. “You sleep like a damn rock. Snoring away while I grow a person.”
“And why is that?” He asked, baiting you for the end of your rant like he did on a regular basis, since he had learned pretty quickly that arguing this point would get him no where.
“Because God hates women!” You snapped as you looked over at him. “God hates women, and likes to watch them suffer. Which is why I am semi-grateful that your giant son has a big ass head so I don’t have to go through the pain of child birth.”
“See, I’m useful somewhere.” Ope teased as he ate a chip from his plate.
“Shut up, Opie.” You took another bite of your sandwich as someone knocked on your door and walked right in.
“Clean baby shit.” Negan said as he kicked the front door closed behind him and walked over to the coffee table to put down the laundry basket on the table followed by the container of Dreft baby safe laundry soap. “Frankie washed everything with warm water and the soap first, line dried it, then rewashed it in cold water with no soap, and lined dried it again.”
“You know I could have done it myself.” You said as you pointed at the basket and pat the couch beside you. “‘stead of having Frankie’s slut germs all over it.”
“Leave her the fuck alone.” He growled as he put the basket down beside you and looked at the meal he made for you all of one time when Opie was feeling under the weather. “Still eating that shit?”
“Fuck off.” You said as you wiped your hands on your maternity yoga pants and picked up a plaid, flannel button down that would hopefully fit perfectly for Hunter’s first Thanksgiving. “Is his Halloween costume in here?”
“Should be.” Negan said as he flopped down in the chair and kicked his feet up on the table. “Everything you had in those bags is in there.” You nodded your head as you dug through the basket until you found the Dalmatian patterned onesie to go with your Dalmatian outfit, and Opie’s fire fighter costume since the annual Saviors halloween party for kids involved mandatory costumes. You smiled as you held it up in front of you.
“I just hope he’s not to big for this. It’s a 0-3 month old size.” You said as you ran your fingers across the spots until you felt a flood of wetness between your legs as if you had stood up on your period. You sat up a bit, and looked down with your eyebrows furrowed. “I think my water just broke.” After only a moment of hesitation, Opie and Negan leapt to their feet.
“I got the bags!” Your fiancé shouted as he ran toward the stairs.
“I got the truck!” Negan called out on his way to the door.
“Whoa, whoa!” You roared to both men. “You’re not going anywhere just yet!” Both men stopped to look at you as you put the costume back in the laundry basket. “First of all, will one of you help me the fuck up? I’m the one having a fucking baby, here! And second, we’re gunna stay fucking calm because I do not want this watermelon thinking it’s coming head first out of my fucking cooch today!” Opie nodded, and ran back around the couch, moving your plate off your bump, and carefully pulling you to your feet. You cringed as more water pooled between your legs and dripped down your thighs. You glanced at your dad on your way to the door, and gestured to the couch as the first, faint contraction pulled at your lower stomach. “Can you get Frankie to clean that cushion? I know she’s basically living at your house now.” Your dad rolled his eyes, and groaned as Opie held most of your body weight against him on the way out the door with a smirk on his face.
“You’re a fucking brat, princess.” Negan sighed as he followed you out the door to go get Frankie before he followed you to the hospital.
Part 5
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Ash’s 2K Writing Challenge Masterlist
Here are all of the lovely fic submissions for the Negan writing challenge. Thank you so much to everyone who participated! <3
AU
Vampire Negan
@littlestpotato - “One Bite”
Teacher Negan
@oceansgrxywaves - “Teacher Teacher”
@sunriserose1023 - “Hot for Teacher” - Part 1, Part 2, Final Part
Best Friend’s Dad Negan
@fuckyeahsaviors - “Fool For Your Loving”
Werewolf Negan
@lucifers-trash-stash - “Ravished by Moonlight” - Part 1, Part 2
@insanelycapriconus - “Honey and Wolf”
@kijilinn - “Predator’s Respect” - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
Daddy Negan
@superprincesspea - “Daddy’s Girl”
@l8nitl0vr - “Green Paint”
@winchesterr67 - “Our Little Miracle”
Holidays
Christmas
@thewalkingfic - “White Christmas”
New Years
@romyromromz - “Drawn to Midnight”
@twdixonimagine - “Happy New Years”
Valentine’s Day
@starshinesupergirl - “Things You Find In the Apocalypse”
@unicorn-blood-splatter - “Guns and Roses”
@i-am-negan-trash - “Aphrodisiac” - Part 1, Part 2
Reader’s Birthday
@negansdirtygirll - “Happy Fucking Birthday, Doll”
Negan’s Birthday
@bamby0304 - “Making Fun a Priority”
@squid-from-mirkwood - “A Gift Fit for a King”
@crzcorgi - “Birthday Surprise”
Kinks
Daddy Kink
@thewalkingdeadfanatic - “Thank You, Daddy”
@jalixaa - “Daddy Kink”
Breath Play
@casownsmyass - “Something New”
@faith-in-dean - “Negan’s Favourite”
@winchesterswoonathon - “Trust”
Spanking
@numberonehugninja - “Royal Fuck Ups”
@klaine-hummelson - “You Can Be the Boss”
Threesome
@that-was-not-supposed-to-happen - “Unusual Requests”
@embracetheapocalypsewithme - “Double Dare”
@opheliadawnwalker3 - “Tempt”
Bondage
@theatricalbride - “Chained to Him”
@squid-from-mirkwood - “Developing a Bond”
@1000heartbeats - “You Can’t Judge a Book by Its Cover”
Pairings
Negan x Rick
@superwholoki - “Stratagem”
Negan x Beth
@my-achilles--heel - “In the Dark”, “Brand New Moves” (Sequel)
@clublulu333 - “Found”
@strangersangel9 - “The Librarian” - Part 1, Part 2
Negan x Rosita
@lindsaybreanne - “Hatred Leads to Lust”
Negan x Daryl
@scarygoodfanfics - “Conversations with Negan”
Negan x Simon
@vizhi0n - “Lay Waste”
@bulletscrossbowpie - “You’re Mine”
Negan x Arat
@crimsoncomradeposts - “White Blood”
@unicorn-blood-splatter - “Shameless”
@1000heartbeats - “Stress Relief”
Negan x Olivia
@embracetheapocalypsewithme - “Guys Like Him”
@lucifers-trash-stash - “Taking Back Control”
@demonangelimpala - “Agree”
Negan x Male Reader
@sheep-led-by-a-lion - “Batting for Your Home Team”
@vendekk - “See Ya Soon”
Random Prompts
Star Gazing
@deathbysynacky - “Precious Love”
@negans-dirty-girl - “Kiss Me at Midnight”
@rheesgrimes - “Lifted Barricades”
@thetrashyouforgettotakeout - “Under the Stars” - Part 1, Part 2
Twinkies
@fandomaddict77 - “Twinkies”
@risingphoenix761 - “Trade You”
@readinginmymeadow - “Do I Have to Title It?”
@fangirlindenial - “An Unexpected Gift” - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4
Crimson Sheets
@unicorn-blood-splatter - “Freak”
@roxy-davenport - “No Honor Among Thieves”
@starshinesupergirl - “Crimson Sheets” - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9
Hide and Seek
@kellyn1604 - “Hide and Seek”
@purplemuse89 - “Seek and You Shall Find”
@lowkeyenvy - “Punished”
Bubble Bath
@buckybarnesisalittleshit - “Bubbles”
@neganstories - “Bubble Bath with Negan”
@ashesashleyweallfalldown - “Bubbles”
A Stray Kitten
@vinterhaven - “Astray”
@notnegan - “The New Member Says Meow”
@kijilinn - “Hey There, Delilah” - Part 1, Part 2
Lemonade
@purplemuse89 - “Lemonade Truce”
@crzcorgi - “Lemonade”
#ash's 2k writing challenge#negan#negan's thirst squad#negan writing challenge#negan fanfics#twd#the walking dead#fanfiction
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Band Psychos 1.5k Followers Bingo Masterlist
Here’s the masterlist for my 1.5k follower bingo challenge (thank you all again for the constant support ~ I love you all💛)
I also just wanna say a huge thank you to all of the people on this list who are taking part in my challenge, every single one of you is such a talented writer (and friend) and I am so excited to read the stories you come up with! (If you’re not already, go and follow these amazing authors!)💛
@hotdamnhunnam
Jax Teller (Jacques Telière) x Reader-Anarchy At The Masquerade(Masquerade Ball AU)
(Smut-Orgasm Denial)
Raymond Smith x Reader-Professor Smith(College AU)
Charlie Hunnam x Reader-You’re Wet, You’re Naked / Part 2 / Part 3(Losing A Bet)
Charlie Hunnam x Reader-Dirty Little Liar(Smut-Impact Play)
(”Give me a chance”)
(Smut-Roleplay)
(Past Lives AU)
(Enemies to Lovers)
@mrsnegan
Negan x Virign!Reader-Dirty Little Secret (Character x Virgin!Reader)
Negan x Reader-Movie Night (Movie Quote)
Negan x Reader-Pitch Black Impala (Smut-Dom/sub)
Negan x Reader-Calm Before The Storm(Cookies)
(Fluff)
(Roadtrip)
(”You were right”)
(Hospital AU)
(”I’m fine”)
@xbreezymeadowsx
Chibs Telford x Reader-Cheeky Chibby (rosy cheeks)
Drew McIntyre x Reader-Kilts And Leather Jackets (Leather Jacket)
(Dinner Date)
(“You can’t do this”)
(First Argument)
(Tattoo Shop AU)
(Messy Hair)
(Smut-Breath-Play)
Jon Kilpatrick x Reader-Not Good Enough(New Character)
@talsiaa
Sirius x Remus-Tattoo Shop AU (Tattoo Shop AU)
(Follower Prompt)
(Forbidden Love)
(Character Death)
(First Kiss)
Surprise Gift)
(“Come back”)
(Phobia)
(”Wait”)
@little-diable
(Love Triangle)
(Past Lives AU)
(Soulmate AU)
(Smut-Car Sex)
(”You left me”)
(Character Death)
(Lovers To Enemies)
(Sunrise)
(Amnesia)
@gryffindors-weasley
Ron Weasley x Reader-Paperbacks And Love Letters (Bookstore AU)
(Pillow Fort)
(Comfort)
(Character x Sick!Reader)
(Broken Glasses)
(Fantasy AU)
(”How did we get here?”)
Draco Malfoy x Reader-With You(Insomnia)
(An Old Flame)
@drabblewithfrannybarnes
(Fluffy Jumpers)
(Roommate AU)
(”You’re an asshole)
(1920s AU)
(Angst)
(An Old Flame)
(Roadtrip)
(Smut-One Night Stand)
(First Love)
@darthwheezely
(Music Fic)
(First House)
(Headcanon)
(”You owe me”)
(Accidental Marriage)
(First Love)
(Smut-Virtual Sex)
(Alternate Ending)
(The Morning After)
@flanagirl-Bingo Masterlist
Shepard x Reader-Revelation(Being Lost / Found)
Michaelangelo x Reader-Come Fly With Me(Fluff)
Cicero x Reader-Cold Coffee(Coffee Shop AU)
Kipling x Reader-Banana Brain(Smut-Rough Sex)
Markus x Reader-Rides-On The Storm(Kidnapped)
Michael Mack x Reader-Line Of Fire(Fake Dating)
Chibs Telford x Reader-Discipline(Dialogue Prompt)
Duncan Reed x Reader-Temporary Wings(Unrequited Love)
McClellen x Reader-Eye Of The Tiger(Movie Day / Lazy Day)
@heloisedaphnebrightmore
Ben Barnes x Reader-The Thief (Follower Prompt)
(Touch Starved)
Ron Weasley x Reader-Honest Mistake(Drunken Confession)
(Rain)
(First Anniversary)
(”Let’s just stay in bed”)
Ben Barnes x Reader-Hopelessly In Love(Short Black Dress)
(Insomnia)
(Proposal)
@abadamn
(Crossover)]
(A Summer Romance)
(Blanket)
(Fantasy AU)
(Sunset)
(Headcanon)
(First Date)
(Wedding AU)
(”I’m scared”)
@xacatalepsyx
(Moodboard)
(Royal AU)
(1920s AU)
(Secret Relationship)
(Sunset)
(Enemies To Lovers)
(Online Friends AU)
(”Don’t go)
(Love Triangle)
@leah-halliwell92
(Lovers To Enemies)
(Sunset)
(“You’re not as quiet as you think you are”)
(College AU)
(Alternate Ending)
(Smut-Car Sex)
(Dinner Date)
(Broken Glasses)
(Short Black Dress)
@theweasleyslut
(”Why didn’t you tell me”)
(Music Fic)
(Stargazing)
(Roommate AU)
(Fluff)
First Date)
(First Child)
(Moodboard)
(Smut-Breeding Kink)
@impala1967dwinchester
Dean Winchester x Reader-What’s Left Behind (Scars)
Sam Winchester x Reader-Disney(Movie Quote)
(First Pet)
(Rain)
(Late Night Adventure)
(Fluffy Jumpers)
(First Child)
(Moodboard)
(“Stay with me”)
@elvish-sky
Legolas x Reader-The Best Day (Beach)
(Movie Quote)
(Alternate Ending)
(Moodboard)
(Being Lost / Found)
(“You can’t do this”)
(Mutual Pining)
(Reunited)
(Crime / Mafia AU)
@goddessofdawns
Natasha Romanoff x Reader-Beautiful Loss (Character Death)
Natasha Romanoff x Reader-Sleepless Nights (Hot Chocolate)
Peter Parker x Reader-Don’t Go (Dialogue Prompt)
(Reunited)
(Mutual Pining)
(Royal AU)
(Unrequited Love)
Peter Parker x Reader-Revealed Secrets(Dialogue Prompt)
(The Morning After)
@smediumsmeatbae
(Flower Shop AU)
(Smut-Threesome)
(”Is that my t-shirt?”)
(Fake Dating)
(Cookies)
(Smut-Bondage / Restraints)
(Character x Virgin!Reader)
(Surprise Gift)
(Headcanon)
@outer-banks-bitches
Cisco Ramon x Reader-Early Mornings (Messy Hair)
(Bodyguard AU)
(Crossover)
(Enemies To Lovers)
(”I think I love you”)
(Losing A Bet)
(Hot Chocolate)
(Forbidden Lover)
(Love At First Sight)
@autumnleaves1991-blog
(Pillow Fort)
(Sunset)
(Smut)
(Past Lives AU)
(Friends To Lovers)
(Cookies)
(Amnesia)
(“You left me”)
(Crossover)
@may85
(Love Triangle)
(Music Fic)
(Road Trip)
(Dinner Date)
(Smut-One Night Stand)
(Leather Jacket)
(”Is that my t-shirt?”)
(Alternate Ending)
(First Child)
#band--psychos bingo challenge 2021#band--psycho 1.5k follower celebration#masterlist#fanfic#fanfic related#fanfiction related#multifandom#so many talented authors#1.5k follower celebration#thank you all so much
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