#regan fic

[drewmorg4n]

chapter 22 is up…

[sweatyrickgrimes]

[fanfics4thefanatics]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50896996

[rosadellic]

someone please write a long AU of rick and negan but have it based off the resident. but instead of being disgusted that he's being watched and stalked by his creepy, handsome neighbor, rick's enamored by it and doesn't call the cops {ಠ‿↼}

im already imagining negan in rick's bathtub. you guys know where this is going.

[alexpdcl]

Your art is just immaculate, it's just amazing!! I wanted to send a message just say you're so insanely talented and your regan art has kept me fed for weeks, and also to ask if you have any good regan fic recs? Doesnt have to be soley angst/fluff/in universe or out just what are your fave regan (To be fair any rick fics as he is the moment) fics

HELLO ... I've been procrastinating on getting to your ask for the past 5 months-ish (SORRY the least I can do is to compensate with art 😭) ... I'm afraid I might not be the right person to ask for regan fic recs given how little fics I'm exposed to (I've not read at least 20 can u believe me)

thank you for the sweet ask though ! I did enjoy putting out regan art when I had the twd fix

anyways to answer your question it would be these few: (most of them are looooooong fics)

who said that tinder never works? (an ongoing 200k wc slowburn written by @/drewmorg4n and @/addicted2twd, I haven't caught up with it for some time now but I will.. eventually ... )

something to remember (author has not updated it in ages and I'm FURIOUS /lh)

silver linings (also not updated for some time)

hatchet (it's finished !)

hope this helps!

[ao3sbatfamily]

Long hurt/comfort fics?

Tim travel fics are my go-to for hurt/comfort

'Wants and Needs (Well, Mostly Wants)' by Rhiw

He was halfway through the second can, using a broken piece of a wine bottle as an impromptu knife so he didn’t have to keep using his (admittedly meager) grip strength to get the bags open, when a started “Good lord” caught him off guard. Tim glanced up, the rhythmic sucking of his pacifier coming to a still at the sight of a black Rolls Royce idling at the side road that lead to Wayne Manor. Alfred was staring at him from the over the car top, aghast. “Master Bruce, it’s not a raccoon.”

From the back seat, Bruce Wayne stared at him. Tim stared back. Slowly, the Gotham Times was neatly refolded and set aside. The door opened and Bruce stepped out, tie loose around his neck and blazer missing. The man’s mouth opened, before shutting soundlessly. He crossed the distance between them and crouched down, eyes flittering from the piles of trash around them, the fallen trash can Tim was waist deep in, and then to the piece of glass in his hand.

“Hey Tim.” Bruce said slowly, “do you remember me? I’m Bruce Wayne, I’m a friend of your parents.”  Tim nodded. “Can I have that?” He asked, gesturing to the glass shard.

[bitterrobin]

I've realized as I write CHIROPTERA that a lot of the interactions/first impressions about Damian boil down to:

Dick/Tim/Barbara: damn. this kid sucks

Cass: *cringe*

Bette: noooo he's just a little guyyyy. he's just a babyyy

Tom: ok he sucks but he's funny when he insults people

Rory: ok he sucks but also, counterpoint, all kids suck and no that doesn't say anything about me-

[tttovarichhh]

Die or fuck

And Rick Grimes has nowhere to run again. From Negan, from his responsibilities, from himself. From himself first and foremost.

"Eh Rick, well what am I supposed to do with you?"

Negan grins crookedly, arching his back, stretching. Rick is sickened by that grin, so catlike that it makes Grimes want to howl. Perhaps only dog-like behaviour can resist Negan's endless desire to break, to appropriate, after smiling sweetly, smashing another innocent's skull with a bat.

"I've given away more than half of what we have. Alexandria has to survive somehow too, we don't collect tribute from other settlements like some."

"Oh, I don't even know who we're talking about," Negan whispers, bending down to Grimes' ear. The whisper sends a wave of goosebumps through Rick's body and he cringes, trying to push the intrusive thoughts out of his head. The thoughts swarm beneath his skull, screaming for the lips that are so close they could bite in, licking away the blood.

No, Rick, hell no, get a grip.

"Rickii? I'm still here," Negan leans against the wall next to Grimes, literally backing Rick into a corner. He rests the bat on the shoulder of the man across from him and smiles again, running his tongue along the white row of teeth. And Rick gasps.

"What do you want from me?" Rick literally whispers on an exhale, hearing the voice betray him. Fuck.

"From you? Oh, Rick, I've already got quite a list assembled. Do you want it alphabetical or by date?"

Grimes feels queasy. He averts his eyes, examining the clock on the wall. Rick has never once seen it working - time had stopped in Alexandria even before Grimes' group showed up at the settlement and sometimes he really thinks, what if they'd never ended up here in the first place? What if Negan hadn't turned out to be an enemy, but a friend with whom they would have literally ripped off neighbouring villages together? No, that's impossible. At the very least, because Grimes has a concept of morals and principles, the bastard on the contrary doesn't.

"Yeah, Ricky, you're getting boring," the bat slides down his shoulder closer to his throat and Grimes feels the wire digging into his skin.

"I don't have time for fun. Especially when my men are being robbed."

"Rick, relax. I don't like boring people. They don't live much, especially around me."

Negan touches Grimes' chin with his fingers with a glove, slides cheekbone line, and then raises the man's head sharply to meet his eyes.

"And something has changed, hasn't it? In those eyes. And that's what I like."

"I don't understand," he tries to lower his gaze, but Negan won't let him, still holding him firmly by the chin.

"Oh, come on. Or am I affecting you so much that something in your head shuts off? Oh yeah, I can see it in your eyes. Ricky, Ricky Grimes, who would have thought you'd break down like that?"

"Enough."

Negan grins, pressing Grimes sharply against the wall in the very corner, gently sliding his fingers from his cheekbones down Rick's neck to the collar of his shirt.

"No, that's not how it works. Not with me. You know, it was on the list from the beginning, but I wanted to break you a little longer. But why, really? It's all clear enough."

"Negan, please," Rick whispers barely audible, closing his eyes and pressing his whole body into the wall. The very same swarm of thoughts is now buzzing in his head, crowding out all other thoughts, especially the remnants of sanity.

"Die or fuck. You don't have a choice. No, there is a choice - me or Lucille drinking your blood."

And Rick surrenders. To Negan and to himself, to his vows and beliefs and confessions. Rick surrenders, pitching forward, touching his lips to Negan's, cursing himself for this weakness. His heart repeats the dead loop from the Independence Day airshow he loved to watch with Carl, travelling to another state on purpose. Right now, Grimes is the same plane pilot who makes the fatal mistake of falling out of his seat, forgetting to fasten his seatbelt and finding himself at the mercy of the elements. And the elements suck him in, kissing him back, predatory, impatient, playing with his tongue. Rick melts, biting the man's lower lip, tasting his blood like it's as important to him as water and food. God, this is unbearable.

"Whoa, someone wants it all at once," Negan laughs hoarsely, only pressing his body harder against Rick's, closing off any possible avenues of escape. And Grimes doesn't even think about retreating.

"Maybe that was on my list, too?"

Negan only grins at those words, setting the bat aside, close enough to reach if necessary, and kisses Rick again, moving down to his neck, licking the scratches left by the wire. Rick buries his fingers in Negan's hair, pulling away the back of his head as if still trying to fight.

"Why you?"

"Because I can kill you, but you can never kill me. And that turns you on."

"Bastard," Grimes hisses, clinging to Negan's lips again as if it were his lifeline, which in fact only drags him down harder.

Negan's fingers slide under Rick's t-shirt, tugging at his ribs and the short scars between them and Grimes moans softly as the Saviours leader touches an old scar from a former life without zombies or questions about his own sexuality.

[daedalusvulture]

Some of my favorite 10k+ words, Rick x Negan fic recommendations!

(p.s. keep in mind that not all of these include healthy relationships, and please read the tags/warning of each fic before continuing👍)

(p.p.s. I have obviously not read every single Rick x Negan fic in existence, so there are just the ones I liked and read.)

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Completed, 309,608 word count, 30 chapters.

Completed, 72,452 word count, 10 chapters

Completed, 110,338 word count, 27 chapters

Completed, 55,375 word count, 12 chapters

Completed, 78,374 word count, 20 chapters

Completed, 106,279 word count, 20 chapters

Completed, 56,757 word count, 13 chapters

Completed, 89,396 word count, 10 chapters

Completed, 13,142 word count, 15 chapters

Completed, 10,512 word count, 6 chapters

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These are all I have for now <3 maybe I'll continue when I read more

Also these are put in no particular order, I just scrolled down my bookmarked and put whichever I saw first

[twdxtrevor]

I need help finding a lost fanfiction I read, but I cannot remember the author/title however I am pretty sure that it was on Ao3

Ship: Rick grimes/Negan Smith

Description: Rick and Negan both alone came across each other in i think a convenience store/house and decided to team up for a few days but planned to eventually separate since they didn't trust eachother, Over time they decided to stay together because they were both on their own and over time they started to care for one another and began a romantic relationship. I think at one point they got engaged or something, specifically in this fic rick did not call him negan I think he called him Dean, they lived in the city together however negan got sick or hurt and the rick went to the city for supplies or something then when he came back I think Negan was gone . . yada yada more time goes by Rick joins alexandria and Negan joins the saviors, they don't reunite until the Roundup where Rick sees his Dean who goes by Negan

I hope that it's description wasn't as bad as I believe it to be, but if know what I'm talking about please lmk i would love to reread this

Update: the fic was found, thanks so much for the help (found in comments)

[cokemotherr]

➺ honey, slow down જ⁀➴ A03

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Negan brought Rick closer so he could teasingly run his lips over the soft skin under his chin. “Only for you, Georgia. Can’t say I’ve ever met someone with eyes like you either, must be a fucking dream that I got this lucky.”

Rick fell into Negan kissing across his neck now, shivering from it.

His tongue was warm and moist moving across his lower throat, dipping lower until he found his collar bone.

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{wholesome regan AU. set in 1995 but continues on}

[drewmorg4n]

chapter 20 is out :) originally it’s much longer than this but it’s not finished yet, so i just cut it in half since we haven’t posted in a bit

[sweatyrickgrimes]

[whoa-where-did-the-pancakes-go]

Therapy is expensive. But you know what's free? Going into the woods and lighting a treehouse on fire!

[stunt-lads]

I need more omega Negan in my life

Listen, he overcompensates!!! Please!!! I need more of him lashing out and being defensive and violent as a way to keep himself protected from the Saviors

More of him hiding his status by keep his scent covered by the wives or by brushing against others, like Dwight and Simon

I need more of him being dicked down finally by someone who's status is alpha

Please I need this like air!!!