#rip ivan you would have (you always have) loved till

[shitgoblindingleberry]

OKAY CAUSE LISTEN. (till character analysis let’s go) (apologies in advance this is LONGG)

if till is actually in love with mizi then there is literally no outcome in which him and ivan are happy.

because 1) he’ll never love ivan as long as mizi is alive, and 2) even if he thinks mizi is dead, ivan will only ever be a rebound, the second choice he turned to when mizi wasn’t an option.

however, i would like for you to consider that maybe, instead, the problem is that till doesn’t know how to properly process or identify his feelings. i would like to propose that maybe he misinterpreted his feelings for mizi as love when in actuality he views her as some unattainable idol to covet but not actually connect with (like parasocial relationships).

meanwhile, ivan was always there for him and slowly became a support system till didn’t even know he had. because even if he didnt feel LOVE for ivan, they definitely had a REAL relationship—arguably more real than anything he ever had with mizi. all of their interactions are just like. much more RAW than anything till ever had with mizi if that makes sense. because all we’ve ever seen him doing with her is admiring from afar and sacrificing things for her in secret that she never asked for, nor wanted from him. while with ivan they actually hung out with absolutely no expectations of anything between them (on till’s side at least. it wasn’t a performative relationship to be this self sacrificing person for ivan like it would’ve been if he were talking to mizi. which is ironically a much more healthy basis for a relationship. to fully see the person as being equal to you without putting them on a pedestal)

i think till’s way of coping with everything was finding someone else outside himself to live for and idolize. his entire life was built around mizi, every choice he made committed with her in mind (like when he chose to stay in the garden rather than escaping for her sake). and once she’s ripped away, he’s left feeling empty and aimless—the center of his very world is no longer there.

HOWEVER.

this is shaken by ivan’s death. even though mizi was always his center, he can’t exactly not be affected by someone who’s been at his side for YEARS. and, unlike with mizi, their bond was definitely real and very much tangible for BOTH sides (despite meaning different things for each of them). but when ivan died FOR him, till felt something that was very real and very confusing which was very much a mixture of raw emotions he wasn't prepared to face feeling from anyone apart from mizi. because while mizi is his ideal, i think his feelings about her were always accompanied by a sense of disconnect because they didnt have any actual basis for this bond beyond till simply yearning for her. but with ivan. they were friends. they trusted each other by this point, and ivan has shown that he cares for till REPEATEDLY throughout them knowing each other. and.

i think till subconsciously acknowledged that ivan was important to him, even if just as a background support in his life. someone he hung out with without thinking about it too much. and i think that sense of care came very gradually too. because ivan is a weird mf but he still managed to worm his way into till’s world, and now he’s a staple there, even if till himself isn’t aware of that.

mainly just my vibe here is that his feelings surrounding ivan are very messy and complicated (as real life emotions tend to be) and that wasn’t what till was looking for when he was younger. he needed something stable, something he could look at and idolize from afar. something he could dedicate his messed up life to without having to worry about other complicated feelings. and that was what mizi was to him. a purpose to live that was unchanging because no matter what till himself did or what happened to him, it didn’t affect HER. and that was comforting. but ivan existed outside of his little ideal. and he was a real person who (unfortunately :/ ) made till feel real things that were outside of his control. which wasnt what he needed when he was younger—he needed stability. but i think in the end he had the most chance of an actual developed, healthy, and consistent relationship with ivan.

that is, if bro wasnt dead 🙏🙏🕊🕊

[jago-xx]

The difference between Ivans dying “heartbeat” and Tills dying “heartbeat” is interesting—to me at least.

Ivan’s heartbeat is characterized by the beat of drums and is rather passionate and energetic. Its loud, urgent, and suspenseful. Much like the feelings hes held for Till for the majority of his time in The Garden. His yearning is deep and woven into him; the thought of Till is his morning joy and his nights peace. In almost everything we see of Ivan, he is either watching, talking, or helping Till. Though he seems calm and composed most of the time, his obsession runs deep. He enjoys being with Till …even if Till isn’t entirely aware of his presence. Even in Tills rejection, he remained devoted. Till was his everything. We can see this in one of Ivans interviews where hes asked, “Have you gotten everything youve ever wanted?” and he responds: “No, but i came very close once.” This must be in reference to when he and Till nearly escaped together under a meteor shower.

So its no wonder Ivan would feel this love—this obsession surging through him as he sacrificed himself for Till. Be felt love, sadness, and longing in last moments. His heart was thrumming in his chest, as if it was trying to rip itself from its cage of bones, if only to unite with Tills this once. His heartbeat banged and roared for Till in his last moments, and in his whole life, he’d never been more at peace.

Till, on the other hand, had a meek, innocent, melancholic xylophone for a “heartbeat”.

Unlike Ivan, Till was deeply wounded in heart and body. His entire life he was abused, used, and treated like trash. He didnt take it lying down, but even the fiercest people get tired of the constant pain. He had gotten used to touch that was hurtful, and to hard hearts. To him, hate and anger were the norm. Those emotions came easily to him, and became part of what drove him forward. He had told himself for so long that his existence was supposed to be pain. That this is just how it is. And Ivan often challenged this belief. We see Ivan help Till multiple times. We see his loving looks and curious stares. Till was not used to such…attention. It challenged his natural inclination to hate. Ivan, though weird and sometimes annoying, never looked or treated Till like he was a burden. Although his actions, such as when he stepped on his flower crown, knowing they were hidden cameras, annoyed and sometimes angered Till, Ivan never did any of it from ill intent. And even still, he received Till’s anger, because even that type of attention from Till was bliss.

Till wasnt used to this treatment, so he avoided acknowledging it. He didn’t know what to make of it. All he knew to do was fight and push on. Run away. He couldn’t come to terms with the fact that maybe, just maybe, he loved Ivan. Maybe he liked the time Ivan would spend with him. Maybe he enjoyed his voice, and his touch, and even his weird humor.

Till didnt accept it until he had to watch Ivan die. Until he realized those kisses would be his first and last. He went into round 7 spiraling down a hole of regret and anguish. He did not want to die. He had just realized that love is in fact his to hold, that he doesn’t always have to fight. He had just realized that he had something to live for after all. He was weak in the heart and body. He yearned for the even a speck of innocence again, just to feel peace one last time. Mizi was a portal into that innocence, hence his flashback before his death. The girl he idolized was alive and he discovered his love for Ivan. He died when he had finally found reasons to live.

[kissingdeadgirls]

to say that i’m susceptible to red herrings would be an understatement! i don’t speculate! here are a list of things i am thinking at the end of chapter 15:

the repetition of cetagandan plots simon keeps remembering

the plot of the emperor marrying a komarran (the line with alys of stitching it in to vor flesh to halt a rejection)

we have Haroche's introduction:

Haroche turned his hands palm-out, and shrugged. "No, not really. Illyan has split out Sergyar from my department, and created a separate Department for Sergyaran Affairs equal with the Komarran." "Surely there's not that much for a separate department to do," said Miles. "The colony's less than thirty years old. The population isn't even up to a million yet, is it?" "Just barely," put in the secretary. Haroche smiled a bit grimly. "I thought it was premature, but what the illustrious Viceroy Count Vorkosigan requests . . . has a way of happening." He half-lidded his eyes, as if casting Miles a significant look.

& just a little flavour text

"Did he really rip off your silver eyes?" Ivan's own eyes were round. "Who said that?" Galeni grunted. "Looked like it. Haroche thought so." Worse. He was crying, Ivan. In all his life, Miles had never seen Illyan weep. "No. I did that myself. I did it all to myself." He hesitated. "I had my last seizure in his office. Right in front of him. I think I mentioned they seem to be triggered by stress."

something entirely unfond of vorrish politicking.

which leads to vorberg (another source of shame!), with the introduction: "that's crazy, what happened to your legs man." miles i will kill you.

vs later when he goes to him to remind him of his duty to his father's man

"Ah . . . I think perhaps this conversation had better not have taken place." Vorberg's eyes narrowed. "Oh?" "That conversation we had on the steps outside the Residence will do instead, if anyone inquires." "Ho. And just what are you to the Dendarii Mercenaries, Vorkosigan?" "Nothing, now." "Well . . . you covert ops fellows were always the worst bunch of weasels I ever met, so I don't know even now if I trust you, but if you're being straight with me . . . I'm glad for the sake of the Vor that you haven't just abandoned your father's liegeman. There's not many of us left who care enough to, enough to . . . I don't know how to say it." "Who care enough to make Vor real," suggested Miles. "Yes," said Vorberg gratefully. "That's right." "Damn straight, Vorberg."

as an aside: the absence of direct knowledge turns sinister:

Haroche's first concern had been to place guards with the highest security clearances around Illyan. Not a word about doctors with the highest clearances, or medtechs, or, God forbid, the best experts possible, cleared or not. He wasn't treating Illyan so much as a patient as a prisoner.

putting a pin in that for now, the previous polite fiction and political dance with vorberg dovetails neatly into simon and alys?!?!?!?! besties? (he and cordelia are obviously worsties and fight like sister wives). alys????? i love you???????

"Not annoyed enough," snapped Lady Alys. "Haroche actually had the nerve to tell me—me!—that it was no sight for a lady. I asked him what he had been doing during the War of Vordarian's Pretendership." Her voice trailed off in a hiss—Miles's ear was not quite sure, but he thought it detected suppressed barracks language. "I can see Gregor is thinking he may have to work with Haroche for a long time yet. He didn't say it in so many words, naturally, but I gather Haroche has persuaded Gregor that his status as acting Chief of ImpSec is too new and fragile to bear interference from such dangerously unauthorized—and female—persons such as myself. Simon never had any such qualms. I wish Cordelia were here. She was always better than I at cutting through masculinist drivel." […] "You could go on strike. No wedding till Gregor twists Haroche's arm for you." "If something sensible isn't done and done soon, I just might." "I was joking," he said hastily. "I was not." She gave him a curt nod, and cut the com.

&

Illyan had been ImpSec's upward and outward face, dealing smoothly with the emperor, the Vor lords, all the unwritten and sometimes unacknowledged rules of the idiosyncratic Vor system. Illyan's handling of Alys Vorpatril, for example, had been subtly brilliant, giving him a wide open pipeline of information into the private side of Vor society in the capital that had more than once proved an enormously valuable supplement to more official dealings. In his first encounter with her, Haroche had deeply offended this potential ally, as if the fact that she didn't appear in the government's organizational flow chart meant her power didn't exist.

another delicate balance of power made in ritual and courtly ties. which is struggling to make peace with the world yet to be born,

anyways. do i think haroche is evil? no i think something truly insane is going to happen on the level of vor games. and the wedding is going to be the real clusterfuck.

[noirewrites]

Mending the Rip (Of My Shirt and Your Heart)

Kitty Section are practising when Luka's favorite Jagged Stone shirt rips. Luckily his latest costume designer is on hand to fix it, but who knew Marinette could get so tongue tied? And doesn't she only do that over boys she likes?

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Warnings: No Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Pairing: Luka Couffaine/Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Adrien Agreste/Kagami Tsurugi, Kagami Tsurugi & Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Chapter 1: Listening to Your Jagged Heart Song

The designer said in a tone of faux cheerfulness, “Her lies aren’t hurting anyone, right?” A sudden shrill screech of guitar turned her attention to Luka who was frowning at the instrument.

You know I love unicorns

And that they make me feel better!

I see their faces everywhere I go

Dreaming about them at the nights!

 “I am glad Mr. Agreste allowed Adrien to be a part of the concert,” Marinette said as she moved her attention from her sketches to Kagami who sat beside her.

The Japanese girl nodded in reply. “I know Mr. Agreste’s hard to convince, but after Adrien meticulously pointed out that his participation in the band could help promote Agreste Fashion, it wasn’t a tough job.”

 The designer hummed in approval as she bent over her sketchbook, adding colors to the designs.

 “But tell me one thing.” The disdain in Kagami’s voice caused Marinette to look up. 

“Who called that brunette here?” The Tsurugi girl pointed at someone, and Marinette followed her direction to catch sight of Lila Rossi reclining on a chair, sipping orange juice as Mylene sat beside her on a stool, enjoying the band’s performance.

“I mean, it’s not my business but… as far as I am aware, she isn’t dating anyone in the band. And it doesn’t seem like she’s here to offer a hand.”

 “Oh,” Marinette rolled her eyes slightly before turning back to task in hand, “that’s Lila. I believed you knew her? For a few days ago, she claimed to have been Mrs. Tsurugi’s favorite student before arthritis caused her to take a break from fencing.”

 “Mom’s favorite student? Baka.” 

“Baka?”

“It’s a curse.”

 Marinette raised an eyebrow as her lips twitched in a smirk. “Didn’t know you cursed.”

“Only when I am frustrated. But seriously, I hadn’t had a shade of idea about her existence before she appeared in that photograph with Adri-kun. He told me she’s a pathological liar, but to this extent… Wow, I must really go knock some sense into her.”

 Kagami moved forward, only to be stopped by an iron grip on her wrist.

“Don’t,” Marinette said in a low tone as she pulled the other girl back. “I have tried uncovering her lies, but…”

 “But what?”

“She just plays with the words until they turn against you. I have tried unmasking her on many occasions, but no one listens and…”

 Marinette’s voice trailed off, before she slightly shook her head and said in a tone of faux cheerfulness, “Her lies aren’t hurting anyone, right?”

Kagami stared in shock as the designer wiped her eyes before smiling at her.

 A sudden shrill screech of guitar caused the girls to turn their attention to the deck where the band had been rehearsing.

“Sorry, I kind of missed a beat,” Luka said apologetically, looking down as he frowned at his guitar.

 “I guess it’s alright,” Adrien patted the tall boy before adding, “We have been practising for one hour non-stop. How about a break, guys?”

The idea was highly appreciated, for the other band members immediately left their musical instruments to relax themselves after the hard work. Rose and Juleka moved over to the railings to talk while Ivan walked to where Mylene and Lila were sitting, sitting down and looping an arm around his tiny girlfriend.

 Adrien turned his attention to the girls and grinned at them, waving eagerly. Marinette smiled in acknowledgement and Kagami waved back, an adorable blush now dusting her cheeks.

He came over to them, hugging Kagami before giving her a peck on the lips. 

 “Hey there, Gami-chan,” he whispered, causing Kagami to giggle.

“Hello, Koibito,” she whispered, booping his nose a little.

 Watching the two from a close distance, Marinette couldn’t help but smile. Contrary to the earlier times, she didn’t feel jealous of Kagami anymore. ‘Adrigami’, as she had dubbed the couple, was really very cute and sweet, and Marinette was happy to be best friends with them. 

Between the responsibilities of Guardianship, school work, bakery stuff, hangouts with friends, designing commissions and babysitting, Marinette wasn’t sure if she could additionally juggle her love life. So, she opted to let it rest for a while, at least till she got the hang of her recent busy schedule.

 That is what she had told herself. The reality… it was different.

 Adrien had harbored a special place in her heart, and letting him go hadn’t been easy for her. But with time, Marinette came to realise that her unrequited feelings were doing her more harm than good. In times when her friends were abandoning her, Adrien and Kagami were two of the three people who had at least offered a listening ear to her distraught civilian self. And the girl could not afford losing any of her true friends for any reason.

So, she made herself happy in their happiness. When the two held hands, Marinette’s heart did a little dance of joy for her friends’ happiness. When they got lost in each others’ eyes, she stayed on the sidelines, watching them with a small smile. And when they kissed….

 ...It had been hard at first. No, scratch hard. For the first few times, Marinette had felt as if someone had detached her heart from her chest and stomped on it ruthlessly, right in front of her eyes. Her pillow and Tikki had been the witness of those silent tears she shed as she came face-to-face with the feelings of the first heartbreak. Many times, she just wanted to pull the two apart, to scream her feelings out to Adrien and at least let him know.

Had it not been for Tikki, she would have been nearly akumatized, too.

 But her determination and will power made her witness the couple’s sweet moments, again and again. Until she didn’t feel the bitter twinge on seeing them kiss. Until she managed to remain aloof even when they gave each other the gooey eyes. Until she felt no butterflies on seeing Adrien’s radiant smile.

Until her heart finally let go of Adrien. 

 “Musing about something, Ma-ma-marinette?”

The designer let out a squawk as she jumped nearly a foot in the air, turning around and coming face to face with Luka Couffaine.

 “Oh,” she chuckled nervously, straightening her dress, “it’s you.”

Luka laughed good-naturedly, causing Marinette to blush.

 Luka Couffaine had been her third true friend, and her closest confidant ever since the Battle of the Miraculous had taken place. He had been there for her, letting her cry her heart out. He didn’t prod her about what the reason for her breakdown was, just provided her the much needed shoulder. He had shielded her from the akuma cloud, sacrificing himself to save her.

 His music had helped calm her inner storm. But the most important thing? She still couldn’t forget his confession when he had been akumatized as Silencer.

  You’re the most extraordinary girl, Marinette. 

Clear as a musical note and as sincere as a melody. 

You’re the music that’s been playing inside my head since the day we first met. 

I won’t let anything happen to you.

 It still shook her to the core in a very pleasant way on thinking about that confession.

 Shaking herself out of her thoughts, Marinette smiled at the boy.

 “So, did you make anything new this time?” he asked inquisitively.

“Oh yes! Wanna see?”

“Always eager to.”

 They moved over to her designing stand where her sketchbook lay open. Thumbing through a few pages, Marinette reached her newest creation.

“So, I made this new addition to your mask! It’s just like the previous one, except the main color scheme has more of a bluish-white hue ‘cause I figured that blue’s kinda your colour. But this isn’t all! In the T-shirts, I added a calligraphed ‘Kitty Section’ design too, so as to promote the band! And maybe we can add some stitching designs here in the side for additional decor, though I haven’t given it much thought yet.” Marinette gushed, pointing out the various elements in her designs as Luka listened with rapt attention.

 “I love the change in colour scheme, Marinette,” he finally said, “And the design of the shirt looks awesome too. But…”

Luka’s voice trailed off, causing the designer to look at him inquisitively.

 “But what?”

He stayed silent for a moment, before asking in a low, gentle tone, “Are you alright?” 

 Her mouth went dry at the sudden question. Marinette had tried her best to keep her despair hidden from Kagami, when she had quoted his lines to her, but somehow, Luka still managed to know that she wasn’t alright. 

And that must have been the reason for his slip-up earlier during practise, she further deduced.

 “I—it’s no big deal, really!” she said, plastering a big smile on her face. “How about I tell you the colour scheme for the text on the shirt?” She said, attempting to change the subject.

The look on Luka’s face screamed that he didn’t believe her, but he smiled ruefully and gestured for her to continue. 

 Shooting him a grateful smile, Marinette placed the sketchbook back on the desk and picked up a coloured pencil from her assortment of paints and colours. But before she could colour the piece, a hand shot out of nowhere, knocking the red paint over her sketchbook.

Pulling her sketchbook back in reflex, Marinette jerked back and let out a moan of despair on noticing that she had been a second too late, for the red paint had managed to fall over the T-shirt design and ruin it completely. 

 “Oops, I am sorry! I didn’t notice the paint.” The voice did no good to Marinette, rather it turned her despair to anger.

Eyes sparking, she looked up at Lila, who had craftily masked her smug smirk under an expression that appeared apologetic. Balling her fists, she was about to lunge at the Italian lying doll before a hand on her shoulder stopped her. She looked up at Luka, who shook his head in the slightest way, assuring her with a look that he would take care of this situation.

 “You should have looked where you were going, Lila. You ruined the design now,” Luka pointed out, his brows slightly furrowed.

“Oh, I am sorry again,” Lila sniffled, before adding, “But shouldn’t Marinette have closed the paint after use? I mean, after that, even though I or someone else would have knocked it over by mistake, no harm would have been done, right?”

 Marinette was appalled at the disguised accusation, but didn’t say anything. She was used to Lila’s faux innocence and disguised blaming.

However, feeling Luka’s grip tighten on her shoulder, she could tell that he definitely wasn’t happy. And it made her feel glad.

 “Really though Lila, that excuse is utt—”

“Leave her out of it, Luka,” Rose spoke up from behind. “She obviously wouldn’t have meant it, right Lila?”

 The brunette nodded fervently. “Thank you so much for understanding me, Rose. You are the best!”

“No problem. Plus, Marinette’s so talented she can remake the design again! Right Marinette?” the blonde gushed happily.

 Sighing, Marinette pulled up a weak smile as she gave Rose a thumbs-up. She didn’t speak anything, though. Words simply failed her at the moment.

Everyone went back to their chit-chat, except for Adrien and Kagami who now came up to her.

 “I am sorry for what happened, Marinette,” Kagami said, her voice containing barely restrained anger as she glanced at Lila, “If only you had let me…”

 “It’s o-okay as I told you, ‘Gami,” the designer waved off the topic again as she ignored the slight choke in her throat and mild sting in her eyes. She turned to look at Adrien, shooting him a rueful look, “She really didn’t harm anyone, right?”

Adrien’s breath hitched and he suddenly became a lot interested in his shoes. As for Kagami, she finally understood why Marinette had chosen to repeat her previous statement again.

 “Anyways, I guess I should go back to make a new design, right? I can definitely do it!”

“But Marin—” Luka spoke up, but Marinette had turned back to her workstation, ignoring everyone.

 Kagami shot Adrien a look that spelled trouble, causing the blond to gulp. She pulled him away from the scene, leaving Luka there alone.

 He looked at the girl working on the design, the concern evident in his eyes. But if she didn’t want him to intervene, well, he was going to respect that.

Sighing, the musician slung his guitar over his shoulder and moved to give Marinette some space. However, he had forgotten to notice one thing.

  RIIPPP!

 The sound caught everyone’s attention, including Luka’s. Eyes bulging in shock, he looked down to find that his Jagged-Stone shirt had gotten stuck in some stray nail on the table and his movement had caused the fabric to tear a bit at the hem.

 Before he even got the idea to unhook his now damaged shirt from the nail, Lila jumped forward, announcing with a cheery tone, “I have been Gabriel Agreste’s muse for some weeks and things like this happen in the fashion industry! Don’t worry, I got this!”

 The brunette leaned down to unhook the shirt, but Luka caught the malicious glint in her eye before she applied a bit too much force, causing the tear to widen even more.

 “Oh goodness!” the girl wailed out in what Luka knew was a faux apologetic tone, “The fabric’s so old that it just got ripped even more! I am sorry Luka.”

Of course she didn’t mean the apology.

 Before Luka could say anything, Marinette spoke up, “A little knowledge is a dangerous thing, Lila. Maybe you should not have intervened in the first place.”

Lila turned around to glower at her, before masking the foul look with an innocent pout, “You mean to say it’s my fault?”

 It was Mylene who spoke up now. “Marinette’s kind of right, Lila. Plus, she’s the most experienced with fabrics out of all of us. So, it’s better we let her deal with the situation, right?”

Lila pouted, but then nodded slightly in agreement as she got up. Luka was relieved to get distanced from the brunette. Plus, he always welcomed Marinette’s presence.

 Marinette smiled at him as she walked towards him. Her smile caused a soft melody to resonate in his heart. However, the subtle notes of a cacophony attracted his attention, too.

Just in time, Luka saw Lila subtly edging her foot out. As Marinette tripped, the brunette smirked a bit before continuing down her path.

 As she fell, Luka lurched forward, his arms spread out. She collided with his chest as he wrapped his arms around her waist, securing her fall. Her arms came to rest upon his shoulders for support.

 “You okay?” 

“Ye-yeah!” Marinette stuttered, her cheeks blooming pink. “Fine being here! I MEAN, I am fine, how are you?”

Luka chuckled, “I am fine too, thanks for asking.”

 The girl blushed again, before looking down, “So.. your shirt—”

“Oh yes,” he helped her stand up straight, then proceeded to unhook the shirt from the table. Marinette bent down to inspect the tear.

 “Wait,” Luka said softly, causing her to look up. “Let me remove my jacket, it would be easier.”

 The designer opened her mouth to assure him that it was fine like that, but he had removed the jacket by then. As he handed the jacket over to Juleka, Marinette couldn’t help but gawk at Luka’s physique. She had known he was well built from his time as Viperion, but this lean…

Coughing from lack of air, Marinette came back to reality, blushing hard. Luka looked at her inquisitively, causing her to duck her head and inspect the tear.

 Oh goodness, what a wrong choice she had made.

 Looking at his physique from far was something else, but seeing the bare skin beneath the tear caused her jaw to nearly drop to the ground. Being a designer, she knew she should be used to such situations, but somehow, in this particular situation, her mind just short circuited.

 Why was she looking at the shirt again? What was she supposed to do here?

 “So Marinette, do you think the tear can be mended?” Luka asked, causing her to nearly fall on her butt in shock.

 Oh. Mending. Right. Task at hand first, bare skin gawking later.

What the hell am I even thinking right now?

 Her hands deftly lifted the fabric, as she focused her mind on the rip and not the slight tangy, citrus smell mixed with sweat. It was hard, but she finally managed to get the job done.

 “It’s a manageable tear,” Marinette said as she got up and straightened her dress a little. “Not much, so a stitch in time can still save nine!”

“Awesome,” Luka said, delighted. “This is my favorite shirt, and I don’t want it to get damaged.”

 The girl reached into her purse and pulled out a needle and a white thread, “Well, let’s sew it together then!”

Luka smiled in return, before noticing that everyone around them were silently giving him and Marinette the lovey-dovey eyes. That didn’t trouble him much, but the icy glare that Lila was pointing at Marinette…

 “How about we go to my cabin?” Luka offered, causing Marinette to look at him in confusion. “You know, because the wind can make the shirt flutter, and then again…”

He subtly gestured at something, and out of the corner of her eye, Marinette noticed Lila glaring daggers at her. Gulping a little and then laughing nervously, she said, “Oh sure! Downstairs it is then!”

 The guitarist smiled slightly, holding his hand out to her. Marinette put her hand in his and let him guide her.

 All the way, she kept marvelling at how despite the difference in sizes, their hands had perfectly fit with each other.

[nonbinaryyandere-blog]

This blog is great! I just found your blog and your writing is amazing! I love it! Do you think you could do a first encounter thing for Russia?

((omg omg you’re so nice thank you so muchhh~))

((well… this turned out longer than i intended. hope you like it!))

First Encounters - 1p!Russia/Ivan Braginsky

Ivan was used to the constant sheet of white covering the city. After all, it was his home. He found comfort in the cold. But as he walked down the street, the lower half of his face nuzzled into his beloved scarf, he found himself daydreaming of a warmer place.

“When was the last time I took a vacation?” he pondered, stopping at a crosswalk as he waited for the light to change. “I wonder if my boss would allow me a few days off.”

The light changed and everyone around him began to cross. As he continued drifting through his thoughts, he bumped into someone in the middle of the street. He turned to offer an apology, but the person had already taken off, manoeuvring quickly through the crowd.

‘I hope they’re okay.’ As he was about to carry on, Ivan noticed something on the ground. It was a wallet, sitting prominently upon the slushy, brown snow. 

As he carefully picked it up, a car honked at him, followed by muffled curses coming from within the vehicle. The light had changed and Ivan was the only one left standing in the crosswalk. Still, he thought the driver’s attitude was unnecessary, and an unintentionally threatening aura began emanating from him. The car immediately jerked back, nearly hitting the vehicle behind it.

Ivan safely reached the other side of the street before inspecting the wallet closer. It was well-used, even baring a few stains. Inside were ID cards, a credit card, gift cards, cash, a crumbled ticket to an event, and a family photo. 

“So, their name is… s/o.” The ID pictures were all the same, though Ivan mused over how a timeline could be seen between them. However, it was the family photo that Ivan found the most interesting.

A gust of wind hit Ivan from behind, nearly ripping the picture from his hand. He decided it would be better to continue his inspection from the comfort of a nearby café. Besides, he was craving something warm to drink.

Ivan relished in the warmth as he veered into the cozy building. He brushed the snow off his broad shoulders at the door and found a seat near a window that looked over the bustling street. After placing his order, he took out the wallet again and grabbed the family photo.

S/o was front and centre on a carpeted floor, hugging a dog with a huge smile across both their faces. Behind them was an older couple occupying a loveseat and a young man dressed in a casual suit standing next to them. The scene was very sweet, though s/o seemed to brighten it the most with their beaming face.

“It’s so,” he brushed the lower half of the photo with his thumb, “warm.” 

Ivan was drawn away from the picture when a young woman placed a steaming cup of cocoa on his table. He muttered a quick thank you before she disappeared.

He carefully sipped his drink while contemplating his next course of action. S/o was no doubt panicking about losing their wallet, so his first order of business was to find a way to return it. Perhaps there was contact info somewhere in their wallet, or a mailing address. Ivan began riffling through the ID cards in hopes of finding something useful.

BANG! Something hit the window next to Ivan with strong force, startling the large Russian enough to make him flinch. When he turned to investigate, he found a very reddened, very angry face staring at him through the frosty glass.

The person then ran off, barging into the café and storming over to Ivan’s table. “Excuse me,” they snapped, “I believe that’s my wallet.”

Everything happened so fast, and Ivan had yet to realise how he looked being confronted digging through a stranger’s wallet. “Oh!” He grabbed the family photo and held it up, comparing the person before him to the one in the picture. “You must be s/o!”

S/o snatched the photo from Ivan. “How dare you act so casual after stealing my wallet?! Do you know how much stress you put me through?! You… You criminal!” They took back their wallet and began gathering the scattered cards with shaky hands. 

Ivan was hurt by their cruel words, but he could see their expression didn’t match their anger. He grabbed their hand and, before they could protest, said, “I found this wallet on the street after someone bumped into me, and I was looking for a way to return it. I’m sorry if I made you worry.” He put on a smile in hopes of lightening the situation, though it was difficult to keep up as s/o stared at him.

Finally, s/o released a long sigh and slumped into the seat across from Ivan. “I’m… I’m sorry,” they muttered, resting their face in the palms of their hands. “I shouldn’t have been so quick to judge. I’m just having a really rough day today. Um…” they glanced up at Ivan. “Thank you for finding my wallet.”

“Do you want to talk about it?” When he saw their confused face, he elaborated. “Your rough day. Would you like to talk about it? I think it helps when people let out their feelings, da?”

S/o leaned back in their seat, their eyes looking elsewhere. “It’s all right, I doubt you want to be burdened by a stranger’s problems.”

Ivan placed his hands on his lap, adjusting his posture. “I don’t mind. And you’re not a stranger. After all, I did search through your wallet.” Only Ivan seemed oblivious to just how creepy he sounded.

It was clear that s/o was hesitant. But Ivan sounded so genuine, and the stress building up within s/o was getting difficult to manage. “Well, I guess it’s okay. But we need to introduce ourselves first, just to make this whole thing seem a little more… uh, normal.” They cleared their throat. “Hello, my name’s s/o.”

“Hello, s/o. You can call me Ivan.” He was amused by the formal exchange. Even in their current state, s/o seemed lighthearted. 

Silence fell over the table for a few seconds before s/o let go of another sigh, though this one was lighter than the last. “All right, well, here goes…”

Ivan listened intently as s/o explained everything that happened, from a tragic breakup to fighting with their best friend. The reason they were in such a hurry was to meet their older brother at his concert. “He’s an amazing violinist, and I promised him I wouldn’t be late. But then I dropped my wallet which had my ticket in it and I couldn’t get into the building and…” S/o sunk into their seat. “So, yeah, today’s been pretty rough.”

Bad luck was inevitable in life, but Ivan felt s/o had had enough bad luck for one day. He caught the attention of a waitress with a wave of his hand and asked s/o, “Would you like something to drink?”

S/o pulled out their phone and checked the time. When their shoulders slumped, they placed an order and then waited for the waitress to disappear. “The concert’s over by now, so I might as well enjoy this before I get hear how disappointed my brother is.”

“Wouldn’t he understand if you explained yourself?”

“Maybe, but my brother was really counting on me to show up. He even gave me a ticket and reserved an awesome seat for me.” They turned their gaze to the window. Silence lingered for only a few seconds before a tear slipped past their defences. “If only things were different today. I wish I could make up with my friend, and… Well, I think it was for the best my partner and I split up. They didn’t appreciate me enough anyway.” S/o tried to laugh, but it was forced.

Ivan cupped his hands around his mug. “I think your brother will understand. You did not mean to miss his concert, and you are very sorry, da?” 

S/o wiped their eyes with their coat sleeve. “Uh-huh.” They sniffled, then laughed. “I think too much has happened all at once. I’m not usually this pessimistic.”

“Everyone has a bad day. It’s okay.”

The waitress returned with s/o’s order, and s/o managed to brighten up. “It’s so cold today, but I guess that’s nothing new.” After the first sip, they visibly relaxed. “This is just what I needed.”

“Do you feel better?”

S/o watched the steam rising from their cup, then nodded. “I do. I feel a lot better.” They looked up at Ivan. “Thanks for listening to me. I really appreciate it.”

There it was. The warmth Ivan saw in the family photo. Even with damp cheeks and glossy eyes, s/o was still a very warm person. It felt even better knowing Ivan played a part in bringing back their comforting aura.

S/o put down their drink and pulled out their phone. Someone was calling them, and whoever it was made s/o turn tense. “I’m sorry, I have to take this.”

Ivan waited patiently as s/o answered their phone. They tried to sound casual in the beginning, but their tone soon turned apologetic, and then grew lighthearted. By the end of the call, s/o was wearing a content smile.

“You look happy,” Ivan observed. 

They chuckled. “It was my brother. He was actually worried that I didn’t show up.” S/o began drinking their beverage quicker, though flinched when they burned their tongue. “We’re going to meet up and then I can properly apologise to him.”

“That’s wonderful. I’m glad you and your brother are okay.” Ivan was a little startled when s/o chugged back the rest of their drink and stood up. “Oh, you’re leaving now?”

S/o ran their fingers through their hair and then adjusted their coat. “Yep! I’ve gotta make an effort to actually see him this time.” Before leaving, s/o approached Ivan and wrapped their arms around him in a strong hug. “Again, thank you so much for letting me vent. Um,” when they pulled away, they fished a pen from their pocket and grabbed one of the napkins on the table. “If you want, here’s my number. Maybe we could hang out again sometime?”

He was surprised, but overall happy. Ivan always struggled when it came to making friends, yet here he was already getting s/o’s number. He was joyful. “I would like that very much.”

After handing him the napkin, s/o hurried to the till to pay for their drink before dashing out of the café. As Ivan was about to examine the napkin, something slammed against the window. It was s/o again, but they were grinning from ear to ear, most likely amused by Ivan’s reaction. They pulled away and waved before finally disappearing down the street.

Ivan chuckled and looked back at the napkin. “That was nice,” he mused, sitting back in his seat with his cup in hand. As time passed, however, Ivan noticed the room getting colder. He glanced around at the other customers, but no one else looked bothered. 

He soon realised that, when s/o left, they took the warmth with them.

Ivan took out his phone and went to work adding their number to his contact list. Once everything was in order, he sent them a message:

: It was nice talking to you today. I look forward to seeing you again soon! ^J^ :

Once his phone was tucked away, Ivan breathed a longing sigh. “It’s cold today.”

[todd-manning-fanfiction-blog]

Da Bomb Diggity Part 5: You Picked A Fine Time To FIND Me Lucille

(Scum Town)

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Parked the Ferrari 488GTB, then ran into the house. Abby was at the door. She looked like she was leaving.* Hey Baby Girl.. I fucking got you somethin.. *Opened the door to show her*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I had just fed Michael for the day and decided to head into town for a while. I was about to open the door when Slick came running in* You bought me something? What? *I looked outside and saw the most amazing car ever*! Oh my god.. *my jaw dropped for a moment* You got me a car? *looked at you then back to the car*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Fuck yeah. You want your fucking freedom, right? It's a Ferrari 488GTB 2017, and it's all yours. *held up the key*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Of course I want to be able to go places *looked at the car, I thought it was both awesome and gorgeous* I can't believe you got me a Ferrari *smiled as I looked back at him and took the keys* Thank you! *kissed you then hugged you*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf I didn't know what you fucking liked, so I went with red. This way, you run over someone and get blood on it, no one will fucking see it. *smirked*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *shook my head and laughed as I pulled away from the hug* Well, it's nice of you to get me a red car, but I don't think I'll be running anyone over any time soon.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Hey.. It could fucking happen.. *I closed the door and held both cheeks with both hands and kissed her hard*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Maybe, but I'm not making any promises. If anything it would be an accident and not on purpose *smiled against your lips as I kissed you back*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I took off the jacket as we kissed and threw it on a chair. I broke the kiss slow and too off my sunglasses to look her in the eyes* I was just thinking about you when I fucking chose it.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *My hands were at your waist as we kissed* Oh really? *soft smile as I looked in your eyes* What kind of things were you thinking about? *slowly slid my hands around your waist and up your back*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Well.. I was fucking think that if I get the right car, and color, you would want to fuck. *raised my eyebrows*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Really now? *laughed a little* Well, You got me a Ferrari, which was more than I ever thought I'd get.. And even though it's red it's still a great color. *playfully shrugged* So, far, I'd say you're off to a good start on wanting to fuck *cute smile*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *smiled* You don't fucking like the color red? *kissed her neck softly*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf It's not that *smiled* I do like the color red *closed my eyes as I enjoyed his kisses* I'm very happy with the car.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *slid one hand down her shorts* We can fucking change the color to whatever you want..? *started rubbing her clit*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *quietly gasped as your hand slid further down my shorts* Mm I always wanted a Hot Pink car..*softly moaned* but like I said, I'm happy with the red.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *She started moving with my hand, and I threw the sunglasses on my jacket* So we'll fucking change it.. *I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her into a rough kiss*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *panted a little as I felt myself getting close* You really don't have to, you know.. *I gently clawed into your back as we kissed. The way his hand gripped my hair just turned me on more*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I slid two fingers inside her* You'll get whatever the fuck you want Baby Girl. *started moving my fingers roughly*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I clawed into you more as your fingers entered me* I guess w can change the color later.. *my moans grew louder with each movement of your fingers causing me to let out a soft whimper*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Panted in her ear*You keep whimpering like that, or digging your nails like that, I just might have to fuck you right on those stairs.. *chuckled*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Oh? *softly giggled* then maybe you should remove your hand from my shorts and I wouldn't be clawing into you or whimpering..

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Fuck that.. *I started moving my fingers faster, as my palm rubbed her swollen clit* You're cumming.. *laughed*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf You're such a tease *giggled a little. I clawed into you more as your hand pressed against my clit. I panted a little, letting out another whimper as I started to cum*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *My dick was hard from that last whimper* Oh.. I am so going to fuck you hard. *Pulled her by the hair into another hard kiss*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I stopped clawing into you as my body relaxed* Hey, you're the one that started it *softly giggled as you pulled me in for another kiss, I kissed you back*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I pulled my fingers out and sucked them clean* Admit it, you want me to fuck ya, on these stairs. *smiled at her*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Slick *let out a soft breath* as nice and adventurous as that sounds, I'm not really looking forward to anyone walking in the front door and seeing me naked.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *chuckled* Ain't nobody comin'. Ivan is sellin' and Annie is fucking with him.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *tilted my head* You can't really promise that. You never know if one or both of them will come home early or not.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *smirked* Fuck this.. *I picked her up and laid her down on the stairs.* I get this one. *I pulled off her shorts and panties*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I gasped and let out a small scream when you picked me up and laid me on the stairs* Slick, I really don't think.. *Before I could protest any further, he was already pulling down my shorts and panties*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I threw them behind me* You fucking worry too much. *smiled* Trust me.. *Ripped her top open, exposing her breast and laid on top of her*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Of course I worry, I'm allowed to worry about things you know *I gasped a little as I watched as you ripped off my shirt*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Without even responding I went straight for her nipple and sucked it, while my other hand slid up her rib cage*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I slowly slid my hand through your hair as your mouth and tongue met my nipple, I closed my eyes as I loved the way your hand slid up my side*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Kissed my way to the other nipple, and just as I cupped her breast I sucked on it.* Mmm.. *I pressed my forehead against her shoulder when I let the nipple go, which made a pock noise* I wanna fuck you everywhere.. *rubbed my erection against her*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I gently bit my lip, letting out a soft moan as your hand cupped my breast* Yeah, well, we'll see about that.. *I reached down to unbuckled your belt and unzip your pants* Just don't get used to this *smiled a little*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I raised my head to look at her* You know you fucking want to.. *smiled as she pushed my jeans and boxers down. Leaned in to kiss her, but teasingly stop* With me.. You don't need to fucking worry. *Finally kissed her*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Of course I do Slick, you know that.. *I was about to kiss him back but he stopped, I hate when he teases me but love it at the same time* You can say that all you want, but I'm going to worry either way. I'm always going to worrying.. *kissed him back*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I rubbed up against her a little, till I broke the kiss* But you rally don't fucking have to.. *I said against her lips as I lifted her legs on my arms. The last rub made the cap of my dick enter her* This is Scum Town, and I'm fucking King, and soon, you'll be queen.. *I pushed and the rest of me entered her slowly. I let out a moan as I began to thrust*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *moaned a little as you were rubbing against me* Yeah, but I'm still going to worry. It's human nature to worry.. *I moved into a more comfortable position as my legs rested on your arms. I softly moaned as I I felt you push into me* Just because someone is King or Queen doesn't mean they can't worry.. *II gasped them moaned as you started thrusting*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Her legs were pushed backwhen I began to thrust. And I was hitting the back of her with each stroke* Well you're super fucking wet Baby Girl. *smiled* I mean for girl who is against fucking on the stairs.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *My moans grew louder with each thrust* Well, how can I not be? and I'm still against this.. *I let out a soft whimper as I felt myself getting close again. I gripped the railing as panted and sweated a little*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Giggled* You want to do it.. *Started thrusting faster* You're fucking lovin' it. *kissed her neck as I began to glow* Cum with me..

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I did, just not here.. *I gasped and moaned as you started thrusting faster and harder My body could hold of any longer, I let out another whimper and came again*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *The second she whimpered I came with her, and my energy busted out, lighting up the room. When my body relaxed on top of her, my energy faded* See? Nobody's here. *I let her legs go, and kissed her chest*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I let go of the railing and placed it on your back* Yeah, well, we got lucky this time *softly laughed as I rubbed your back* Plus, it's not a comfortable spot for me.. *let out a soft breath as my body relaxed*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Okay.. That I can agree with, but I was still fucking right. *I picked her up and carried her to my room*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf See? That's the main reason why I didn't want fuck on the stairs *laughed a little as I wrapped my arms around you while you carried me to my room*

(Eastside)

Pete Todd's Alter-Vilf *Marty left Todd to get a drink, but by time she came back, so did I. I was looking at some pictures over the fire place when she walked in.* Question? Why the hell would you cry over Todd? He may not have raped you, but he let me do it. *I turned, making a face at her*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I came back into the room sipping my soda when Todd asked me an add question. At first I was a little confused until I realized it wasn't Todd.* Hello Pete. Long time no see. To answer your question I cried because despite all that I know now that he would die willingly for that.

Pete Todd's Alter-Vilf *Folded my arms* And you think what? That Todd cares? That all his alters, which is Todd cares? *Arrogant laugh*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *narrowed my eyes at him* Yes I know Todd cares about me and I know all of you care for me too because you are Todd. Even you Pete. You care about me in your own twisted way.

Pete Todd's Alter-Vilf *Laughed again* Do I now? What if I told you, I think you're nothing, but the slut you've always been? *Strutted over to her, knowing she hates that* That I think you'll always be that Party Girl that pinned to a bed, and fucked? That I think you loved it and wanted it? *Stopped in front of her and gave her an evil smile*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *When he started coming towards me I instinctively started moving backwards but all too soon I felt the back of my legs hit the couch.* I'd say you really don't know me at all. *I tried to act brave but I was still a little scared.*

Pete Todd's Alter-Vilf *Half smile* That's all you got? *Stepped back* You're not got to hit me or freak out, or make hurtful comments? Come on Marty. That's you.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *When he stepped back I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.* I could do that. I really want to do that. I know you want me to do that. But I'm not stooping to your level this time Pete. All that will get me is a hurt hand, a sore throat, and and angry you. Say hello to the new Marty.

Pete Todd's Alter-Vilf *Made a face* Ew.. I want the Marty with fire! The one that make my dick hard when she tells me off. This..? *Pointed at her* Will not do. *shook my head* Don't make me find her?

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *sighs* Listen Pete it's been a hell of a day. Did you not see the crazy ass vampire with the barbwire bat named Lucille? He said that rape is illegal in his kingdom. So back the fuck off and bring Todd back.

Pete Todd's Alter-Vilf *Laughed* Ohhh.. Now she's starting to come out. *moved closer* I don't have to rape you to get her to come out Marty. *arrogant smile* I just have to find the right button to push.. *poked her left nipple* And you're forgetting one thing.. If my dick gets hard when you let out that fire in you, what do you think it does to Todd? *smirked*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I smacked his hand away when he poked my breast.* Don't touch me. Besides I don't have to yell at or hit Todd to make him want me. All I have to do is walk into the room and smile. *smiled* He loves me and now I know for certain that I love him too because I didn't want him to die.

Pete Todd's Alter-Vilf *Grinned* That might be true, but face it. Sometimes it's just more "Fun," to fight.. *Glanced down her body* And that just doesn't go for Todd, it goes for you too. *Licked my lips* And you know it. You and Todd fucking in anger, would be almost artistic.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *folds my arms* Yeah only in your twisted head is that a good thing. *sighs* Now can I have Todd back now or is there something else you need?

Pete Todd's Alter-Vilf *Laughed* You know I'm right. And there is something I need, actually Todd needs it too, but he's with you.. If you get what I mean?

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *Blushed a little and hid it with my hair* Yeah well maybe if you let me give Todd what he needs I'll give you what you need. However you have to give me sometime I want to be with Todd but it's going to take some time. I do love him and I want us to be together completely.

Pete Todd's Alter-Vilf *Pfft* Yeah right. Like you're gonna jump Todd's bones? The second he's on top of you, you'll freak out. *Folded my arms* You need to talk to someone that's been there. *half smile* You need to talk to Laurie Spencer. You know her. She's works with the hospital. She's your only shot! Then maybe, maybe Todd will stop taking cold fucking showers after you leave.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf . *I felt a little bad that I was making Todd so tense* Yes I know her. Thank you I will talk to her. Not that you care but I will have sex with Todd by Christmas. How's that sound?

Pete Todd's Alter-Vilf *Laughed* Marty.. Todd doesn't care. He would stay with you forever, and never get his dick wet again! I have the problem with it. *smirked* I am the rapist after all.. Right? *Grinned*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *nods* Yes that's true about Todd he would. As for you don't you have plenty of Marty's to terrorize in Todd's head to keep you company?

Pete Todd's Alter-Vilf *Half smile* There's only one Marty in Todd's head, and she is off limits to everyone but Todd. Wait.. *Looked at her strange* How do you know that?

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf Oh didn't I tell you? Todd showed me where all of you go when he's in charge. I saw you in your room terrorizing a woman the looked similar to me. *folds my arms* Everyone had a version of me but saw one Marty, who was a younger version of me, was reading a book in the garden. I also saw what you did to the others. Let Miss. Perkins out of her cell or you will never get me in bed with you.

Pete Todd's Alter-Vilf *Frowned* They aren't you. They have blonde hair, blue eyes and great tits like you. But they are all women Todd made up in his head. *Leaned against the wall* Except that one reading the book. She's you. She's the you before the Spring Fling. She's the way Todd wanted to keep you in his head. Perfect. Never broken, or abused. She's the only one that is to remain untouched by all of us. *Snarled* And what I do in my room is none of your business. *Pause* I'll leave. Just go see Laurie.. *Closed my eyes and my head went down*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I knew I hit a nerve with Pete but before I could say anything more his eyes closed and he was gone.* Pete? *sighs* Damn it he's gone. *wait to see if Todd or someone else is going to show up*

(Scum Town)

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *After we fucked for a second time, we took Abby's car to the arcade. She drove. Ivan was busy with Annie and Abby took my hand and lead me through the arcade.* Baby Girl.. Stop? I need to fucking talk to ya.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I felt pretty good about taking my car for a spin. As we walked through the arcade, I stopped and turned to look at Slick when he addressed me* What did you wanna talk about? *looked at you*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I was already smiling at Abby's excitement* Oh I don't fucking know.. Maybe us? *smirked*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *soft smile* Okay, what about Us has your interest?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Shrugged my shoulders* The wedding, and other fucking stuff..

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Well, I haven't really decided on when exactly I wanted to have a wedding or where I'd even want to go for a honeymoon *soft shrug* I don't know, maybe I could drag Annie with me to go looking for a dress next week or something *soft laugh* And what other stuff were you thinking about?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *smirked* Slow down Baby Girl.. *giggled* First I was fucking think maybe Halloween would be a fucking awesome night for the wedding?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *laughed a little* Discussing wedding stuff is a pretty big deal, Slick *small smile* On Halloween? *titled my head as I thought about it* It would be different and interesting to see how that would turn out.. *looked at you*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Fuck yeah it is, but it's gotta fucking happen. *Pointed at her* And it's the only fucking day we don't kill. *smirked*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Well, yeah that's one good reason to have it on Halloween. I would have settled for a Christmas wedding *teasing* Okay, Halloween is an option *nodded*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Glared at her* Not fucking Christmas. Valentine's day, St-Patrick's day, fuck even 9/11, but not Christmas!!

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Slick, I was just joking *touched your shoulder* Relax, we can have the wedding on Halloween, okay?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Took a deep breath* Okay, okay, but that shit ain't funny. *I nodded* We can discuss it with Ivan and Annie. *Deep breath* What about fucking babies?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I'll try not to freak you out again with Christmas stuff. Sorry *small smile and nodded a little* Okay, maybe we can all sit down in the living room and discuss is since they seem to be preoccupied right now *soft laugh* Um, I don't know. I was always on the fence about kids to be honest. Maybe, I'd want one in a few years.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Why? Cause of what your fucking dad did to you? I would never fuck my own kid. *snickered* There are a lot of fucked up things I've done, and want to do, but that is not one of them.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf It's not because of that, and he was my stepdad *shook my head* I never said or thought that you'd take pleasure in sexually abusing a kid *let out a soft breath* I'm just not 100% sure if I want a child or not. It's kind of 50/50 right now but maybe I'll change my mind a few months after the wedding *soft smile*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Okay.. *Sighed* I fucked up by sayin' that.So why is it 50/50? I thought you of all fucking people would love to have one.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I know and I did *looked at you* and I still do. I just never really made up my mind about it guess. Well, what about you? Do you want kids?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Grinned* Fuck yeah. I we need someone to take over after we die.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf That can't be the only reason why you want kids *paused* is it?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Shook my head* No.. Look, just cause I killed a shit load of kids on a school bus, don't mean I don't love kids? MY kids. Kids are great. They don't care about shit. They just love doing what ever happens. It's awesome.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Yeah, but you still killed them.. It doesn't really change anything *rubbed my arm* I'm not doubting that you don't like kids, but I just haven't settled on the idea yet. I do like kids. One day, sure maybe I'd like to have a kid, just not right now.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Nodded* Okay.. Well.. We've got a shit load of time. *smiled* I just think we need to grow this family. Eventually.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I understand *nodded* Like I said, one day *small smile* Just not right now.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Still holding her hand, I kissed her fingers* Okay.. One day. Now what about Christmas? *Made a face* Am I going to have to look at fucking decorations for a god damn month?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *smiled to him kissing my fingers* Well, I was like to be able to decorate the house, even if it was a little bit of lights and maybe a tree *pressed my lips together* But, we don't have to since I know you hate that day..

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Sighed* Baby Girl, I'd do anything for fucking you. You know that.. If you wanna decorate I'm cool with it, But only the fucking living room. I can live without going into the living room for a month.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *frowned a little* Slick, it's fine. I don't have to decorate the living room. I won't put anything up. I know why you hate it and I don't want you to feel left out so I won't do that. I can't speak for Annie or Ivan but I won't do that. It's okay, really. You don't have to worry about it.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Pulled her into my arms* Ivan is gonna fucking do it anyways. And you should be a part of it.. I fucking can't. *shook my head* But you should. All I ask is you guys only decorate the fucking biggest room in the house, and leave the rest.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *softly sighed* As much as I'd love to enjoy Christmas, I can't keep being happy knowing you're stashed up in your room for the whole month.. Where's the fun in that? Plus, if you have kids, you know they love to decorate the house for any holiday and what am I supposed to say if he or she asks why daddy is in his room and not helping out?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Moved her hair from her face* First off there's a lot of fucking rooms in the mansion, I won't be only in my room. Second, kids are smart Baby Girl, they're innocent, but smart. You tell them the fucking truth. *sad eyes* They gotta know about my sis, and mom. They have the right to fucking know.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Kids also ask a lot of questions, so you'll have to tell them that., just no swearing I'm not going to tell them what happened or why you hate Christmas. I'm leaving that to you *sighed again* I can honestly say that I probably won't be having much fun as I'd like on Christmas for a while.. *pulled back a little as I looked at you* What other things did you want to talk about?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Baby Girl, I wish I could enjoy Christmas. I fucking do. Really. But I can't. All I see is that fucking dinner table and my dead family around it. And my fucking sis, with barely any fucking head. *Looked away* I wish I could just make it stop.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I get it Slick, I really do understand why you hate it. It's fine, really. You don't have to do anything you don't want.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf I'm just fuckin' saying I don't wanna hate Christmas. I just do. *looked at her* As for swearin' when the kids start talkin' we'll tone it down. We I mean Ivan and me. We won't swear around them. It's hard, trust me. I tried that once, remember? Didn't work out so well. *snickered*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *waved my hand* It's fine, okay. Really. It's alright. *small smile* Yeah, I know it's hard to stop doing something you're used to on a daily basis. But a child's brain is like a sponge, it soaks up everything they hear and they'll try to repeat it once they start talking so, you'll have to work extra hard on not swearing.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Half smile* And we will. You have my fucking word. *Deep breath* Well.. I think that's all I have to say, unless you got somethin' you wanna add?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *nodded* Okay, I believe you *looked at you and shook my head* No, I don't have anything else to add *small smile*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *smiled* Okay.. Let's go talk to Annie and Ivan?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *smiled and nodded* Okay, that sounds good to me.

(Southside)

Negan Richard-Vilf *After watching that video of Erica, I had to release some tension. Now, usually the wives den is filled with my wives, but at the moment they were "Entertaining," a new member of The Saviors, but I thought I would see if anyone was there. I walked in to find little Amber all alone. She tries to avoid me all the time. It had to do with her ex Mark, which I understood. I could feel that she loved me though the blood bond, but she refused to admit it to herself, for Mark's sake. So.. I've let her off the hook, till now. I mean, she is my wife after all. I sat in front of her. She was stuck facing me.* Hello Baby.. *soft smile*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I felt a little nervous with him so close. I kept my head down and looked at my hands in my lap* H-Hello. *Smiled shyly*

Negan Richard-Vilf *I sat my gloved hand on her knee* Are you still mad at me for Mark? *Tilted my head*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I kept my down and shook my head* No I'm not mad about that anymore.

Negan Richard-Vilf *I grabbed her chin gently to raise her head* So you still love me? *cute smile*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I blushed a little when he grabs my chin making me look at him. My voice came out in a whisper* Yes. I still love you.

Negan Richard-Vilf Of course you do.. *Bit my bottom lip* If you didn't, you wouldn't have stayed after the outbreak, correct?

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf * Nods* Yes. I want to stay. I like it here. *shy smile*

Negan Richard-Vilf *I took her hand in mine* Come with me? *Stood up*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I blinked a few times and blushed some more as he took my hand* Okay. *I stood up even though I was a little nervous*

Negan Richard-Vilf *I took her out of the den and straight to my bedroom. Once inside I closed the door behind us. Are you scared? I mean, the last time we were together, I was human.

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I followed him to his bedroom. When he closed the door I became a bit more nervous.* I am a little scared. I've never had sex with a vampire before. *bites my lip nervously*

Negan Richard-Vilf *Soft laugh* Amber Baby, it's the same thing, just a little more.. intense. *Lifted a finger* But in a really, really good way. *Leaned into her ear* I promise.. *slid my hand over her stomach*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I let out a tiny gasp when he whispered in my ear then slid his hand over my stomach.* Alright. I trust you.

Negan Richard-Vilf *Lifted my head to look into her beautiful blue eyes* Are you gonna stop avoiding me? *Slid my hand to her back to unzip the dress*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *stared back into his handsome face* Yes I promise. *small smile*

Negan Richard-Vilf *I pushed the dress straps off her shoulders. The dress fell to her ankles. She had no bra on. I moved her hair away from her neck* You're my wife, don't ever be afraid of me. *I leaned in and began kissing her neck as I slid my hand up her rib cage and cupped her right breast*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *Once my dress was gone my nipple hardened at his touch. I closed my eyes and gave a soft moan as he kisses my neck* Okay.

Negan Richard-Vilf *As I kissed down her neck * took off my glove and jacket, throwing them to the floor. When I reached her jugular I wrapped one arm around her and extended my fangs.* Just relax.. *I smiled against her neck*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I gasp when I heard his fangs pop out and I got a little nervous but remained calm.* Will it hurt when you bite me?

Negan Richard-Vilf A little, but not in a bad way. *scraped my fangs against her skin.* I promise..

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I shivered in pleasure when I felt his fangs on my neck* Okay do it. *bit my lip waiting for the bite.*

Negan Richard-Vilf *I let out a little growl just as I sank my fangs into her neck. I slid my hand into her hair as I began to drink.*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I cried out when he sank his fangs into my neck. The pain quickly turned to pleasure and I closed my eyes and moaned softy as he drank.*

Negan Richard-Vilf *I began to get aroused and pulled her against me. I gripped her hair tightly, then sank my fangs all the way in.* Mmm...

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I moaned and held on to him as he sunk his fangs in deeper.* Oh Negan.

Negan Richard-Vilf *When her heart slowed down I removed my fangs from her neck* See? was that bed, now was it? *I healed the wound with my blood and retracted my fangs*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I gasped when he removed his fangs.* That was incredible. I've never felt anything like it. *smiled a genuine smile*

Negan Richard-Vilf *I wiped the blood from my lips* How does it make you feel? *I knew she was aroused, but she didn't know that. I picked her up and carried her to the bed.*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I held on to him as he carried me to his bed* I'm feeling great. It kinda turned me on. *blushed a little*

Negan Richard-Vilf *I laid her down* It did? *Acting like I did know* So you liked it? *laid down on top of her and kissed*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I moaned softly and kissed him back* Yes I liked it. *kissed him again* I'd let you do it again. *smiles*

Negan Richard-Vilf *I removed her panties as I kissed down to her chest* See? Nothing to fear.. *I sucked her already hard nipple*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I lifted my hips helping as he removed my panties* I'm not afraid anymore. *moaned softly as he sucked my nipple*

Negan Richard-Vilf *As I made my way to her other nipple, I slid my hand up her thigh and in between her legs. I sucked the other nipple and started rubbing her clit.*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I arched my back and moaned as he began to rub my clit and suck my other nipple* Oh yes.

Negan Richard-Vilf *I rubbed with two fingers and as I did I moved the further down with each rub, until they were inside her, then I curved them and began moving them in and out while I worked on both nipples.*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I moaned loudly when he inserted his fingers and began to move them. I start to pant and sweat a little with each movement.*

Negan Richard-Vilf *I used my palm to rub her clit.* Cum for me Amber Baby.. *Looked at her with a teasing smile* And maybe.. I'll bite you again.

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *Panting and sweating as he rubs my clit I soon can't hold back anymore. I release hard and cry out his name* Oh yes Negan!

Negan Richard-Vilf *When she release I slowed my hand down to a stop and gently removed my fingers* Good girl.. *Kissed her softly. I could feel that she wanted me even more now.* I think I teased you enough.. *I sat up and removed my shirt and pants, with my boxers and threw them to the side, then slowly placed myself on top of her.*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *My body twitched as start to calm down from orgasm. I moaned softly as I kissed him back.* Yes I want you. *I cupped his face when he climbed on to of me.*

Negan Richard-Vilf *smiled down at her* I want you too.. *I rubbed up against for a moment before placing myself at her opening and slowly entering her. As soon as I felt her warm, wet muscles my fangs extended, and I began to trust.*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I gasp and moan as he enters me. Seeing his fangs turns me on more.* Your fangs make you even more sexy. *smiles then begins to pant at each thrust.*

Negan Richard-Vilf *I gave he a half fangy smile* You know I love..? *I leaned in to kiss her neck* You're always very shy, except when you're horny. When you're horny you don't care anymore, you just.. want.. *I bit into her neck and began trusting faster*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *Moans as he kisses my neck* That's because I love.. *before I could finish he bit into my neck and started thrusting faster. I came harder then before.* Oh fuck yes!!

Negan Richard-Vilf *We continued to make love throughout the day, in many different positions. By the end she was on top of me, she was covered in sweat, even her hair was soak, and I was more than sure at this point Mark was far from her mind. I slid my hand over her breasts.* I love you Amber Baby.. *I slid one hand to her neck and pulled her down to me. I kissed her passionately, as I started trusting at vampspeed. Amber had came many times at this point, but this time she was cumming with me.*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *After hours of making love I was half exhausted but I only wanted more of him. Now on top I rock my hips to his trusts until he starts to go super fast.* I love you too Negan. *I kissed him back with all my love until I came one last time crying out against his lips.* Oh yes!

Negan Richard-Vilf *We came together, and I waited for our bodies to relax before I rolled over, planting her next to me.* You're very young, and beautiful. I don't know why you stayed, but I'm glad you did. *I knew it was the blood bond, but she didn't* You and Sherry are very special to me, because you had the choice at the end of the outbreak, and you stayed. Remember that.. *moved her hair from her face* Sherry is my number one, but you are a close two. No.. You're both my number one. *smiled* Besides Lucille of course.

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I lay next to him letting my body relax. I smiled at him when he moved my hair from my face loving him even more than before.* I stayed because you kept me safe. I can take being second to Lucille. *smiled and kissed him softly before snuggling next to him*

(Scum Town)

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *I was sitting with Annie at our table talking about Halloween* Hey Babes, let's kill a shit load of people and use their corpses for outdoor decorations? *Laughed with my tongue in between my teeth.*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *sat back in my seat as I shook my head* As awesome as it sounds, I'm not so sure I'd want to have a bunch of corpses rotting away on the doorstep *soft laugh* Why not just get a bunch of those large crawling zombies and stick those on the lawn?

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Why not?? It would look fucking cool. And if they get stinky, we get new ones. *Laughed* Okay.. Fine.. Zombies it is. *smirked*

Annie Wilson-Vilf I like scaring people on Halloween like the rest of us, but no real corpses *soft laugh* Only fake body parts, not real ones.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Slick and I used to do it all the time, till dad figured it out. He said it was in bad taste cause it was the day of the dead.

Annie Wilson-Vilf So, you don't leave dead bodies on your porch for Halloween anymore? *tilted my head a little* huh.. *soft shrug* I guess that's understandable, but why though?

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Out of respect for the fucking dead. Though... I seriously think we should start doing it again. *giggled*

Annie Wilson-Vilf Right, well I guess I can agree with your dad on that one thing *shook my head a little* Ivan, we are not killing people to use as our Halloween decorations. That would be disrespectful and I, for one, don't enjoy disrespecting the dead *cute smile*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Rolled my eyes* Fine.. It was just a fucking idea.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Sat next to Ivan and Abby sat next to Annie* Hey... We need to fucking talk to you guys.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *soft smile* Well, As much as you'd like it, we can't have bodies stinking up the yard for a whole month *looked over as Abby sat next to me* What? What's going on? *looked at Slick*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *Slick and I walked over to the table where Annie and Ivan were at.I sat next to Annie*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Fuck corpses on the lawn.. You've got somethin' better!

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Laughed* I fucking knew it!Halloween is your Christmas! What do you fucking got?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *looked over at Slick* Slick, no, we are not having dead bodies on the lawn *scrunched my nose at the thought of it* Just no..

Annie Wilson-Vilf *gestured to Abby as I looked at Ivan* See? Even she agrees with me. No corpses *crossed my arms*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Seriously guys, fuck the corpses. *Looked back at Annie and Ivan* The fucking wedding. Let's have it then. It's the one time of the year we can't kill. You two would fucking love that. *Meaning Annie and Abby*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Listened, then thought about it* Shit Slick! That is fucking brilliant!

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I sat back in my seat as I listened to Slick* As interesting at it sounds, I don't think a bad idea to have a wedding on Halloween. I mean it's a no killing day, I'm all for that *soft laugh*

Annie Wilson-Vilf A Halloween wedding? *thought about it* That would be pretty cool *looked at Ivan then Slick* Yeah, I'm okay with that idea *nodded*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Looked at Ivan* That's because I'm a fucking genius. *smirked* So we're all cool with a Halloween wedding then? *Laughed* This is gonna fuckin' rock!

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Of course you are.. *Giggled*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *laughed a little* We all know you're a genius Slick *soft smile* Yeah, I'm cool with a Halloween wedding.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *brushed my hair back* Yeah, I'm okay with a Halloween wedding. *nodded in agreement with Abby*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Can we have fucking lite jack-o-lanterns going down each side of the isle? *Chuckled*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *smiled at Abby* It's not a big shock.. *I winked at her, then nodded to Ivan* Fuck yeah. I'm cool with that.

Annie Wilson-Vilf That's actually a really great idea. That would be so cool *thought about it and nodded*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *smiled at Slick when he winked at me* Yeah, I'm okay with the jack-o-lanterns idea.. *let out a soft breath* There's like a ton of stuff we have to think about, like the cake, and lights, and where the wedding will actually take place..

Slick Dashiell-Vilf The garden.. We can have the maids hand out the candy, and we can have the wedding in the garden, right where the fucking black roses are.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Fuck yeah, there's a huge spot right there, for the alter, and the roses would go right around it. *Grinned*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *listened to Slick as I thought about how things would be set up in the garden* Okay, so that idea is crossed off. I suppose we could make that work out *nodded*

Annie Wilson-Vilf Yeah, the garden is a good spot for it. It's big enough for everything and it would be the perfect spot *leaned on the table, clasping my hands in front of me as I thought* Well, what about a honeymoon spot? I mean, where would we go?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf How about New Orleans, Louisiana? New Orleans is one of the most fucking haunted cities in the world. Founded in 1718, it has seen more than a little bloodshed. It’s probably the only place in the world where an allegedly haunted house is actually more expensive than a normal one. *Snickered*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Fuck yeah! *Excited* It has that Halloween theme to it! *Chuckled*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *looked at Slick strange* Only you would pick a place with a morbid background *soft laugh* I'd actually like a more tropical destination with a spa and a pool but I'm not against going to New Orleans.

Annie Wilson-Vilf New Orleans is a great place, they have so many occult shops down there not to mention the *gestured towards Slick* the morbid history behind it *soft laugh* But, it really would be great to go someplace like The Bahamas or someplace where I can relax on a boat. *paused as I thought* Can't we do both? I mean not in one day but visit one place for a few days then go somewhere else? *fiddled with my thumbs*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf How about Rome, Italy? Rome has many fucking ghost stories. The whole city sits on catacombs, and many gruesome things have taken place there, like the execution of Beatrice Cenci. Beatrice was 22 years old when she was imprisoned in Castel Sant’Angelo for killing her abusive husband and later executed. They fucking say that her ghost walks Sant’Angelo Bridge every year on September 11, with her head under her arm. There are many scary places in Rome to visit, but none of them are creepier than the Museum and Crypt of the Capuchins. The skeletons of more than 400 monks decorate this crypt. Chandeliers are made out of leg and arm bones, and skulls are embedded in the walls. A sign there reads: “What you are we once were; what we are you will become.” *Laughed*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Laughed* Slick.. That's just fucked up. But they want somewhere else. *Looked at them* Right?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *looked at Slick as he talked about Italy and it's many haunted locations, I furrowed my brow a bit* Do I even want to know how you know all of this about Italy? *shook that thought out my head and laughed a little* Well, I don't think we'll be seeing any ghosts, but I'm fine with Italy.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I shook my head and softly chuckled at Slick* Well, maybe I could go ghost hunting at night while everyone is tucked away in bed *soft laugh* Yeah, I'm definitely okay with going to Italy. I know they have such amazing food there. *nodded* I guess it's settled. We're going to Rome, Italy.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Shrugged my shoulders* Hey when it comes to fucked up shit, I'm the master. *half smile*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Laughed* Now that is fucking true. So.. *Looked around the table* Anything else?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *shook my head* Yeah, I actually believe that about you *laughed a little* Um, no, none that I could think of right now. I mean aside from what I'm going to wear, but I can figure that out *small smile* I'm sure Annie and I can find a good shop with decent dresses or costumes.

Annie Wilson-Vilf Yeah, I believe that about both of you *soft laugh* No, not really *looked over at Abby then back to everyone* Right, just the dresses and maybe picking out a cake, but that's about it for now.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Okay.. Cool.. You two obviously know what we're gonna fucking wear. *Meaning what we always wear*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Laughed* Right. We always wear the same fucking thing.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf What? *looked at everyone* Guys, come on. It's Halloween, what's the point in having a Halloween wedding if we don't dress up for the occasion?

Annie Wilson-Vilf You guys can't be serious? *looked at everyone* It's Halloween. You guys have to wear something different. It's just for one day, it's not going to kill you for wearing something different for a whole 24hrs. There is no way, I'm letting you wear the same getup you always do *talking to Ivan*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Laughed* You really want us in a fucking tux? You're joking right?

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Sat back and folded my arms* We don't wear anything else, beside you two. *cracked up*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Actually, I'm being serious. And I never said you had to wear a tuxedo Slick, and it's just for one day *gestured to Annie* Would it really kill you to wear something different for a whole day?

Annie Wilson-Vilf *softly huffed* Come on Babe..*fake pout* Can't you just do this one thing for me and wear something different on Halloween? Pretty please with whipped cream and cherries and blood on top? I'll let you buy Joey that costume I hate..

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Rolled my eyes* Fine fuck.. I'll figure somethin' out. *sighed, shaking my head*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Grinned* Really? That costume? You can't fucking burn it? *Pointed at her* I'm in..

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *smiled* Thank you Baby. It would make me super happy if you did that for me. It won't be that bad, I promise.

Annie Wilson-Vilf Yes, That costume *I still hated the idea of Joey being in a Chewbacca costume, but I already said it* I promise, I won't burn it, no matter how tempted I am.

(Southside)

Negan Richard-Vilf *Next morning I head through the kingdom, to make sure everyone was doing their job, when I ran into Erica.* Erica.. What are you still doin' here?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I was out making my rounds when I ran into Negan. I knelt in front of him* I'm patrolling my creator. Is something wrong?

Negan Richard-Vilf *Laughed* Not at all.. I made love to my wife Amber, and slept like a baby.. *waved for her to stand* But you.. You need to go home.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *Chuckled as I stood* Glad you had a pleasant evening. *checked my watch* Oh I had no idea I was out so late. Just making sure everything is going as it should. Rick is out patrolling and Daryl is out in the woods.

Negan Richard-Vilf *I nodded* Id you notice anything different about me? *smiled*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *looks him over* Oh you seem to be missing someone. Where is the lovely Lucille?

Negan Richard-Vilf Ha ha.. Good eye. I left her in my bedroom. Watch this.. Either someone will bring her to me, or she will just appear. *Leaned back* She does not like leaving my side for long. And I don't know how she gets them to find her, and bring her, but it never fails. And if no one is around, she finds her own way.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *smiles* Aww that's kinda sweet.*looks around for her* Sounds like she likes to pop up like Kane's brother. *shakes my head* He just shows up when he wants to.

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I climbed out of Negan's bed, wrapping the sheet around me. I looked out the window and saw Negan talking to some girl, and a little jealousy struck, but I shook it off. I knew better. Suddenly I felt something pulling me towards the closet. I didn't know what it was or why I felt the need to open the closet door, but I nervously did. There was nothing in there except for Lucille. Something inside me told me to pick her up, and I did.*

Negan Richard-Vilf *Laughed* Well, reaper love doing that shit. I swear they find it fucking funny deep inside. *Looked around, do you see her yet?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *laughs* Yes That is soo true. *looks around* Nope not yet. *looks at Negan* Maybe she's napping. *smirks*

Negan Richard-Vilf Oh hell no.. *Chuckled* She knows I'm gone, and the freaky part is.. *Leaned into Erica and whispered* She's in my bedroom closet, with the door shut! *Grinned*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *As soon as she was in my hand I felt powerful. And a part of me wanted to use her. It made me smile shyly. Just then something told me I had to bring her to Negan. To not do anything else but that. Still nude, with the sheets around me I ran out of his bedroom as fast as I could.*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I leaned in to hear his whisper* Whoa that is really freaky. You know Kane can call me through his soul in my ring. *smiles as I look down at my ring on my finger*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I ran outside* Negan.. *I nearly tripped on the sheet* Negan. You forgot Lucille!!

Negan Richard-Vilf *I smiled and was about to say something about the ring when I heard Amber eagerly calling me. I turned to look and started laughing* See?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I turned to see a young woman wearing a sheet running towards us.* Yes I see a lot of things, *smirks at him* I see I gotta say it's both awesome and freaky.

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I kept tripping, and just dropped the sheet, which was something I would never do. I'm way too shy to do. But at the moment, to me delivering Lucille was more important. When I finally reached him I was out of breath.* She needs you.. *Hands him Lucille*

Negan Richard-Vilf *My eyes widened when I saw her drop the sheet* Shit... *A part of thanked God that fat Joey wasn't naked when he gave me Lucille, but another part of me worried that everyone would want her, seeing her completely nude. I quickly took off my jacket.* Amber Baby, Lucille is important to me, but you can't be out here like that. *I tool Lucille from her and gave her to Erica, then put my jacket on Amber* You're too God damn beautiful..

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *when the sheet fell I thought to myself, "Nice boobs.". I took Lucille from him* Yeah Miss you really shouldn't walk around naked unless you're with Negan. *looked at Negan* Is she always this spunky?

Negan Richard-Vilf *Looked at Erica as I wrapped one arm around Amber, holding her against me.* Actually, no. She ain't. In fact Amber is very shy.

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I could believe I had done that. I felt so embarrassed that I buried my face into his chest.* I'm sorry. I don't know why I did that. All I know is that I had to bring Lucille to you. *Started crying* I'm sorry.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I felt bad for Amber* It's okay Miss. As Negan said you are beautiful and we all make mistakes. *sad smile*

Negan Richard-Vilf Oh Baby.. I ain't blamin' you. *Looked at Lucille* That was not funny Lucille! You know she's very young and shy. *Lucille didn't speak* *Looked at Erica* She isn't speaking. She knows it was wrong of her. *Looked back down at Amber* It's okay Baby. Lucille took it too far. *kissed the top of her head*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *sniffled on his shirt* I would never do that. *Turned my head to look at Erica* Are you a new wife?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I looked at Lucille then back at Negan.* I'm sure she meant no harm. *smiled at Amber* No I'm afraid not. I'm already spoken for. *extends my hand to her* I'm Erica Negan's slayer and protector.

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I bit my lip and sniffled again as I looked at Erica's hand, then slowly extended my hand to shake hers* Oh.. You protect him, like Arat does? *smiled shyly*

Negan Richard-Vilf *Chuckled as I hugged her* She's my little cutie, and the youngest of all my wives. This is Amber. She's been with me since the outbreak.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *Smiled and shook Amber's hand* Yes that's right. Pleasure to meet you Amber. *looks at Negan.* She's a very beautiful young lady.

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *Shook her hand* Nice to meet you.. *Giggled at what Negan said and blushed. I buried my face back into his chest, to hide it*

Negan Richard-Vilf *Smiled down at her, then looked at Erica* I told ya. Lucille always find her way to me. Even though, I do not agree on how she did it this time. *Started at Lucille*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *Looked at Lucille and said in my best Ricky voice* Lucy you got some 'splaining to do! *giggles*

Negan Richard-Vilf *half smirk* I swear, if she was still human I would be spanking her right about now. *Looked at Erica* You should go home.. *Took Lucille from her* I mean, *Leaned in next to her and muttered* You just saw some really great titties. You have got to be horny as fuck by now. *soft chuckle*

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *Playful hit Negan* Babes... *giggled into his chest*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *Hands him Lucille* Yes they are some great tits. *winks* Call if you need me my creator. I have to go slay a dragon. *smirks*

Negan Richard-Vilf What? *Looked down at Amber* You know, I only have the best titties in New York. *Looked at Erica and laughed* Indeed you do. *winked back* Go get some girl.

Amber "Negan's Wife" Richard-Vilf *I was blushing so much the only thing I could do was nod* I know.. *I said in his shirt*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *Bows respectfully* I shall my creator. Later Miss Amber. *winks and orbits away*

Kane-Vilf *I just came out of the shower and going to bed, because I was up all night making sure Enzo wasn't killed by Big Cass.*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I appear in the doorway of Kane and I' bedroom in time to see a very naked Kane come out of the bathroom.* Well it seems I'm just in time. *Gave him a sexy smirk before running over to him and jumping into his arms and kissing him*

Kane-Vilf Oh.. *Caught her and kissed back* Well, you seem to be in a very sexy mood? *carried her to the bed*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *pulled back and held on as he carried me* How can I not be when I come home and there's a naked sexy dragon walking around? *smirks*

Kane-Vilf *I laughed as I laid her down on the bed, with me on top of her.* I'm sorry.I won't do it again. *Joking as I kissed her*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *Giggles as I kissed him back* Oh don't stop on my account babes. *smirks and kissed him again.

(Scum Town)

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *I had been watching Slick & Abby since Abby started "Dating," Slick. There were a few things I didn't care for and it worried me. Especially now that they were going to marry. When Abby went shopping alone, I appeared in an ally as she passed it.* Hello Abigail..

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I felt pretty happy after shopping most of the day, I was heading back to my car with a few bags in hand when I heard my name being called from a nearby alleyway* Who is calling.. *I stopped and looked in shock when I noticed who it was* what the..? How are you here right now? *looked around*

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *Soft laugh* You would be surprised what a little V can do. But you already know I wasn't dead. You were there when I informed Slick of what he was. *Walked over to her*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *let out a soft laugh* I know, I meant what exactly are you doing here, in this ally? Like, how did you find me? *I shifted the bags in one hand*

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *Smiled as I stopped in front of her* I have been watching you. *tilted my head* Since Slick came back*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf You've been watching everything I've been doing? *blinked* That's a little creepy you know? *softly exhaled* And hopefully you haven't been watching Everything because that would be embarrassing and also creepy *looked at you* I'm grateful you're looking out for me, but how come you're keeping tabs on me?

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *Laughed* I would never watch you and Slick.. *Made a face* You know.. I just meant when I am not busy. *smirked* I'm not really keeping tabs on you, more like Slick. *raised an eyebrow*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *nodded and relaxed a little* Okay, good. *small smile then it quickly faded* Oh, yeah. I guess that makes sense, but what is the exact reason why it's Slick you're looking out for? Well, aside from him being, well, him.

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *Half smile* I won't let him kill you.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I really don't think that Slick would kill me or try to hurt me on purpose. I know he has his moments and as crazy as this sounds *small shrug* I really believe that he wouldn't do anything like that..

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *Folded my arms* Did you think that when you were arrested and he told you that you were dead to him? *Raised an eyebrow* Or when he bunched you in the stomach?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *exhaled* Of course I thought he as going to kill me when I was falsely arrested. He had a bloody switchblade in his hand, how could I not think that? *closed my eyes for a moment* And I wasn't thinking about him killing me when he punched me..

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf No.. But he did hurt you Abigail.. *Shook my head* Do you really think he will not do that again?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I know he did and I'm not happy about it but it happened *frowned a little* I can't make any serious promises, but I really don't think he would. I'm not saying what he did was right, I just have a strong feeling Slick feels bad about both the hacksaw nd punching incident. Call me crazy *short, sad laugh* but I believe him. I really do.

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *I nodded* Well, they do say love is blind. *teasingly winked at her* Come have a coffee with me. *Took her free hand in mind, and placed my other hand on to of hers.*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *small smile* Yeah, that is a true saying *walked with you* Coffee does sound good right about now.

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf Would you like to take your bags to the car first? *Looked at her as we walked*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *looked down at my bags* Oh, yeah, I should probably do that first *small smile* I parked right there *gestured behind me* I'll just be a sec *walked over to my trunk as I pulled out my keys, unlocked it and placed the bags indie it, shutting it and walked back over to you* Okay, let's go get that coffee.

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *I chuckled as I watched her* Excellent.. *We headed to Starbucks* Tell me..? Why do you love Slick?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I pressed the alarm button before placing the keys back in my pocket* I found myself asking the same question *soft laugh as I thought* I guess I just like how sweet and loving he is towards me. I know, I know he has a lot of rough edges, but he's just always willing to do whatever he can to make me happy.

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *As we walked I placed my hands in my pocket and listened. I looked at her strange when she said "I guess I just like how sweet and loving he is towards me."* Slick? Sweet? *Tried not to laugh* You cannot be serious?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I know, I know hearing "Slick" and "sweet" in the same sentence said often *soft laugh* But *shrugged* He can be really sweet if he wants to be. He's still just hung up on following his dad's rules, which I hate, but I don't know. He has his good and bad moments.

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *We reached Starbucks and I opened the door for her* You really, truly believe that Slick, of all people is capable of change? *I reached the counter* Large black. *I said to the cashier, then looked at Abby* And for you?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I thanked you for holding the door for me as I walked in* well, yes and no. I know that change for him is not easy, but it's taking very small steps for him to open up to it* I'll have a *looked over the menu* tall caramel frappe with whipped cream please.

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *Looked at the cashier* What she said.. *Chuckled as I paid for it, then looked back at Abby* I can't watch you forever Abigail. What if he fucks up? Which is a 80% chance.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *soft laugh as I leaned on the counter* I know you're not going to be there for me all the time *softly exhaled as I looked over at the barista making the drinks* If Slick does fuck up again, I don't think I could handle it anymore and he knows that. I can't help but feel guilty if Slick ended up killing himself like last time. I know I shouldn't but I would hate myself if it happened. It's going to take some time, but I don't think he'll do it again.

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *When we got our drinks we walked over to a free table, and I pulled out a chair for her to sit.* Wait.. Slick tried to kill himself?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I thanked the barista when I got my drink and walked over to a table with you. I thanked you and sat down* Oh, you didn't see that? *looked over at you* After the whole punch incident, he drove home, trashed his room and spent hours or so doing coke and texting me.. *I hated thinking about it, I took a sip of my drink to calm my nerves a bit*I don't know how much he did but I'm assuming it was a lot..

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *I sat down across from her* He.. was trying to overdose? *shook my head* Why?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I took another sip of my drink* He felt really guilty about what he did and was trying to not feel anything for punching me by snorting coke.. *shook my care* He just didn't care if he overdosed or not. He just didn't want to feel anything. His words, not mine. *took another sip* In a way we broke up for that short time which led to his using again.

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *I remembered something Slick had said 5 years ago* Slick did once say that if you didn't want to feel pain, to do cocaine. He even proved that by dunking Otis' head into a pile of it, in front of you and everyone. *Took a sip*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Yeah, he did say that a few years ago *sipped my drink and nodded* And yeah, he did shove Otis' face first in a pile of coke. That's probably his only way of dealing with his problems.

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *Sat back with my arms folded* And what if Slick would have overdosed and died? Would it have effected you, at the time?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I was about to sip my drink when I stopped and sat my cup down* Honestly, I think it would have affected me a lot. I would have felt terrible if he overdosed and died. I would have blamed myself for it and I don't know what I would have done to deal with that. Whether I believed it or not, at the time, I really was in love with him and I still am in love with him. I really don't want anything to happen to him.

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *took a sip* And you don't feel that it was selfish for Slick to take his life, and not be concerned about how you would have felt?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Of course I would have thought that *took a small sip* Slick is a selfish person, but that's just who he is. *shook that thought out my head* I can't make any promises that he's better now, but he hasn't touched the stuff himself since we got back together, so that's a start I guess.

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *Sighed* You do realized that once you are Ms Slick Dashiell, there's no turning back?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Yeah, I know. *nodded* Once a Dashiell, always a Dashiell. I know I'll be stuck with him and his name forever and I can live with that. I'd like to hope that he'll be better than he is now *took a few more sips*

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *Started to laugh as I shook my head* You really are in love with Slick? Slick? *Dumbfounded*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *Yes, I am that in love with him *soft laugh* I know I shouldn't have any kind of feelings for him since he tried to cut my head off, but I am. Like I said, call me crazy *small smile*

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *Smiled* You're not crazy Abigail.. *shrugged* You had feelings for him, the moment you saw him. And now.. He's your everything. You forgave him for that and other things, because you and him were meant to be. *tilted my head* As much as I hate it, I think you both found your soulmates, 5 years ago.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *soft smile* Well, I appreciate that you don't think I'm nuts for being with him although others won't agree but I'm really happy being with him *looked at you as I listened* I know I shouldn't be with him but I can't help that I liked him the moment I saw him. If you asked me 5 years ago if I believed that he was my soulmate, I would have thought you were crazy, but yeah, I think you're right about that *soft smile as I thought about it* As cheesy as it may sound to some, I think I might have found my soulmate.

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *I smiled and looked down at my cup* It's not cheesy.. *Looked at her* I just have to say that, when I pictured you being in love with someone, that last person on my mind was Slick.. *smirked*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *took a few more sips* Trust me, I thought the same thing. I didn't expect to be with Slick either, but here we are despite the many rocky bumps in the road. we're still together.

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *I took a sip of my coffee* And do think Slick believes you are his soulmate?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I swirled my drink around in my cup* I never really asked if I was his soulmate, but he has said to me multiple times that I'm everything to him, but I do believe that I am his soulmate. Hell, I better be if he's marrying me *took a small sip*

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *Chuckled* Maybe you should ask, when you see him?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *finished the last sip* I will *soft laugh* I'm sure he'll say yes, but it can't hurt to ask.

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *Deep breath and nodded* Just make sure that he truly loves you as much as you love him. I don't want to see you get hurt.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I know and I know he does love me. *nodded* but I will make sure.

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *I smiled at her* Alright. I must go. *took her hand in mine* Please be careful? He doesn't deserve you.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf It was great catching up *smiled a little as he held my hand* I will be careful, I promise *nodded* And I know I am, we both know that but you know the heart wants what the heart wants *small smile*

Niall "Hobo" Brigant-Vilf *I nodded* I will see you soon. *I let her hand go and took my coffee with me when I orbited*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *nodded* See you soon *I watched as he orbited away* I'll never get used to that *soft laugh as I shook my head*

(South side) Negan Richard-Vilf *I brought Amber to her room, and but back on my jacket. Later I went to the wives den. Only Sherry was there.* Hello Baby.. *I kissed lovingly just as one of my men walked in. I had on intention to break the kiss and raised my finger for them to wait a minute.*

Sherry "Negan's Head Wife" Richard-Vilf *I had just finished fixing me a drink when Negan walked in.* Hey. *I smiled and kissed him with all my heart and wrapped an arm around him. I didn't notice one his men walked in*

Negan Richard-Vilf *I had the kiss extra long, just to make him wait longer. When I finally broke the kiss I looked at him.* What is it? *He told me that one of the ladies in my kingdom claim that Daryl Dixon raped her. I looked at him strange* That is not possible.

Sherry "Negan's Head Wife" Richard-Vilf *By the end of the kiss I was breathless and turned on. When he turned his head I notice the guy and blushed a little before picking up my drink to take a sip. The glass was halfway to my lips when he said Daryl raped someone.* He what?!

Negan Richard-Vilf *He shrugged and said "I don't know. That's what she claiming." I shook my head* Alright, tell her to come to my throne room tomorrow. *He nodded and left. I faced Sherry.* It's not possible. Daryl cares too much for women and children.

Sherry "Negan's Head Wife" Richard-Vilf *I took a sip of my drink* If that's true then why would someone lie about that. For all we know he's gone crazy from you guys torturing him in that cell. Plus he's creepy the way stays in the woods all day.

Negan Richard-Vilf *Soft laugh* Sherry, Baby, I know Daryl. Trust me on this. This woman is lying. *shrugged a shoulder* And so what if he likes hunting. Better the deer, than us. *smirked*

Sherry "Negan's Head Wife" Richard-Vilf Isn't killing animals a sign of a serial killer? *smirks* Anyways I', going to trust your judgement and hope you're right about him.

Negan Richard-Vilf *Laughed* Every guy hunts Baby. If that's so true, then we are all serial killers. *Pulled her close* Yes, trust me. *kissed her*

Sherry "Negan's Head Wife" Richard-Vilf *went willingly into his arms and kissed him back* Now I feel semi bad for having bacon this morning. *giggles* I always trust you babe. You know that. *smiled and kissed him again*

Negan Richard-Vilf *smiled against her lips* If Daryl is found guilty of this? I'll take the iron to MY face! That, is how sure I am.

Sherry "Negan's Head Wife" Richard-Vilf *gasps* You better take that back. I don't want you messing up that beautiful face of yours. Then I'd have to kill Daryl myself for that.*smirks*

Negan Richard-Vilf *Giggled* Baby, I would heal after drinking blood.. *Slid my hand to her ass* But it would hurt like hell.

Sherry "Negan's Head Wife" Richard-Vilf *gasps when he grips my rear.* Yes and I know who's blood you could us to heal and for once I'm not talking about mine this time. *chuckles*

Negan Richard-Vilf *Pulled my head back* Are you talking about Daryl's? *cute smile* Well.. I will kill him after. So.. That could be a suggestion. *winked*

Sherry "Negan's Head Wife" Richard-Vilf *Giggles* How'd you guess? *gave a cute smile of my own* Then if you're still hungry after that I volunteer to be dessert. *winks*

Negan Richard-Vilf *Licked my lips* Promise? *Teasing as I slid my hand up her skirt*

Sherry "Negan's Head Wife" Richard-Vilf *I gave a soft moan as he ran his hand up my shirt* Yes. *I sat my glass down and cupped his face before kissing him*

Negan Richard-Vilf *I picked her up and sat her on the bar. I made my way in between her legs, then broke the kiss* Mmm.. You're making me hungry. *slid both hands up her thighs*

Sherry "Negan's Head Wife" Richard-Vilf *I giggled and held on as he placed me on the bar.* I'd hate for you go go hungry. *I smiled against his lips* Care for a bite?

Negan Richard-Vilf *Rubbed against a little* I would fucking love a bite.. *Leaned into her neck and kissed it*

Sherry "Negan's Head Wife" Richard-Vilf *I gave a soft moan as I closed my eyes and titled my head to the side giving him better access* Then by all means babe. Have some.

Negan Richard-Vilf *I slid my fingers into her hair, ten extended my fangs* As you wish.. *I slowly sank my fangs into her neck and began to to drink.*

Sherry "Negan's Head Wife" Richard-Vilf *Moaned softly when he sunk his fangs into my neck. I ran my hands up his back holding him close*

(Scum Town)

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Watching Little Chewie chase his tail* What the fuck?? Babes, did you give Little Chewie some coke?

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I watched Joey chase his tail for a while and laughed a little* What? *looked at you* No, I did not give Joey Coke *shook my head and gestured to Joey* He's a dog, dogs chase their tails once in a while.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Looked at her* I don't know.. That looks fucked up to me.

Annie Wilson-Vilf It's perfectly normal for a dog to chase its tail. He'll stop eventually *looked down at Joey and watched him for a while. He stopped trying to catch his tail* Are you finished, Joey? *soft smile*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Shook my head* I still think he got into the coke. *snickered*

Annie Wilson-Vilf Joey did not get into any coke *smacked your arm* He's fine, I promise *leaned down to pick him up* Aren't you, you little weirdo? *kissed Joey's face*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Shrugged* If you fucking say so. But I've seen people do it on crack.

Annie Wilson-Vilf Ivan, I had Joey since he was little and I promise you, he is okay *held Joey's paw and waved it a little* He chases his tail all the time and he has not gotten into any hidden stashes of coke. *looked at Joey* Joey, tell Ivan that you're okay *Joey barked* See? *looked at you*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Giggled* If you say so Babes.. *Heads to the sofa* You know eventually we have to put pictures of you and Abs in here. *Looks around at all the family photos* Can vamps have their picture taken?

Annie Wilson-Vilf You worry too much *softly chuckled* He's okay *walked with you to the couch and sat down with Joey in my lap* Yes, vampires can have their photos taken. *soft laugh* Well, I can, I don't know about others.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Nah.. I fucking mean do you not appear in the photo. Like in Hotel Transylvanian 2. *snickered*

Annie Wilson-Vilf Yes, I will show up in the photo and not appear as an empty spot in the photo *Joey jumped off my lap and sat next to me* I can also see my reflection in the mirror in case you were curious *cute smile*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Laughed* Okay, Okay, I was just fucking wondering. You never know. *Paused* So what about garlic?

Annie Wilson-Vilf *laughed a little* It's fine, I don't mind the questions. Hmm, garlic isn't that big of a deal, since everything is so heightened as a vampire, the smell of it makes it more gross to me but it doesn't kill me or anything.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Nodded* Cool. How about fucking holy water?

Annie Wilson-Vilf I don't think Holy Water is a big deal either. I mean, I'm sure I can walk inside of a church and not burn *small smile* I should be okay with holy water. Sliver though, that does burn. A lot.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Huh... *Pondered it* What about fucking stakes?

Annie Wilson-Vilf A stake will pretty much kill anyone to be honest, but if it's right through the heart then yeah, that would kill me or any vampire. Wooden bullets to the heart would do the trick too.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Well shit.. *looked at her* That just fucking sucks. So fire and decapitation is a big fucking no too then?

Annie Wilson-Vilf *nodded* Yeah, those are both a huge nope. *paused* Well, if I was set on fire and put out in time, I would be fine but any longer than like 3 minutes then yeah. And decapitation will kill anyone as well *leaned against the couch* but yes, that would also kill a vamp.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *smirked* Is there anything fucking else?

Annie Wilson-Vilf *tapped my leg as I thought* There's that energy ball thingy all fairies have. That could kill vampires and being out in the sun for too long but no *slowly shook my head* I think that's all the things that could kill me and other vampires in the world.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf What? *Stood up* You mean I could kill you when we fuck??

Annie Wilson-Vilf *softly pet Joey's head as I looked at you* No, you won't kill me with THAT light *small smile* It's a different kind a light that a fairy can make with their hands. I wasn't told all of the details from Eric. But I promise that you can't kill me when we have sex.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Relaxed and let out a breath* Oh.. Okay.. Good. *sat back down* You fucking scared me there.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *soft smile* I promise, it's not going to happen. I'll be fine.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *smiled* I believe you Babes. So.. What about it? You and Abs join the family photos? *Looked around and most of the were my Dad and Slick. There was only two of me.*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *smiled a little* Okay, just checking *soft laugh as I moved closer to you and wrapped my arms around you* Yeah, I wouldn't mind having a few photos of mine up there *looked over at the photos, I noticed how there were more photos of Slick and his dad* I think I have a few photos packed up somewhere in my room.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Kissed her head* Cool. I'll fucking ask Abs if she wants to too. I think we can get rid of some of my dad's.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *smiled to the kiss* You sure you don't want to keep at least one photo of your dad? *looked up at you* I mean I know how horrible of a parent he was to the both of you, but maybe you should talk it over with Slick as well? See what he thinks about it before you throw his pictures in the fireplace.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *smirked* Sure.. I'll fucking ask him. I'm sure we can keep fucking one of him.

Annie Wilson-Vilf Good *cute smile* As much as I'd love to burn everything of his, It's not really my place to do that *rested my head against you* It's best if you and Slick talk it over.

(Southside)

Negan Richard-Vilf *My men caught Carl snooping again, and brought him straight to me. I guess I was grateful that this time, he wasn't trying to kill us. I took him inside, and when everyone saw me they knelt. Including Erica, whom was in the crowd of people.* Erica! Get your ass up here. *Grinned* The rest of you go back to work. *Everyone stood and did as they were told.*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I stood along with everyone and made my way threw the crowd. I walked up to Negan and Carl.* Evening my creator. *looks at Carl* Hey Carl. *smiles*

Negan Richard-Vilf *Looked at Erica* Guess who my men caught snooping around? *Looked at Carl*

Carl Grimes-Vilf *Smiled* Hi.. *Looked down shamefully and blushed a little*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *Looks and Negan then looks at Carl* Oh really. *folds my arms* And why were you snooping around?

Negan Richard-Vilf *Turned to lean my back on the railing, and looked at Carl, waiting for an answer*

Carl Grimes-Vilf *Lifted my head quickly* I wasn't! I mean, I was, but I wasn't. *sighed and rolled my eye* I mean, I wasn't snooping.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *tried not to laugh* Okay If you weren't snooping then what were you doing? *raised an eyebrow*

Negan Richard-Vilf *Chuckled* Does your dad know you're here?

Carl Grimes-Vilf *Rubbed my arm out of nervousness* I just wanted to hang out here. *Looked at Negan* What do you thing?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *smiled* Relax kid. You're safe. If you wanted to hang out why not just tell one of the guys out front to get Negan or myself. Also you shouldn't just run away from home without telling someone.

Negan Richard-Vilf Actually.. Correct me if I'm wrong, but.. Aren't you supposed to be in school? *Pointed at Carl*

Carl Grimes-Vilf Cause I didn't think you guys wanted me here. *When silent when Negan asked his question*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *frowns* And what gave you that idea? *when he went silent at Negan's question I gave him a stern look* Answer him young man. What aren't you in school?

Carl Grimes-Vilf Okay.. *Huffed* I slipped school. So what? It was just one day!

Negan Richard-Vilf *Chuckled as I folded my arms* Ahhh shit. Your dad is gonna kick your ass.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *nods* Yup. Rick is gonna flip his shit for sure. Skipping school is a big deal Carl. What if something happened to you?

Carl Grimes-Vilf Dad says I can't come here, cause you're a killer now? *Pointed to Negan* I said you were always a killer!! You killed a shit load of people! What? so different now? *clutched my fists* I don't get it!

Negan Richard-Vilf *Raised an eyebrow* Watch your tone of voice.. Killer? *Confused and then it hit me* Oh.. *Laughed* You're dad didn't tell you..

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I was a little taken back at Carl's outburst* A killer? Negan? *pfft* Whatever gave you that idea. *smirks*

Carl Grimes-Vilf *Confused* Tell me what? I was there when you killer Spencer, and Glenn, And the others. So what? That was during the outbreak. We all killed back then.

Negan Richard-Vilf *smiled* You're dad ain't takin' about the outbreak kid.. *Looked at Erica* Un-fucking-real.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *looked at Negan and chuckles* I think he's being serious. *looks at Carl* Why don't you calm down and listen for once. Okay? You're the one who came here. Remember?

Negan Richard-Vilf *Sighed* Carl! *smirked* I'm a vampire.

Carl Grimes-Vilf You can't tell me what to do! *Snarled* You're not my mothe.. *Stopped short* You're a what? *Looked at Negan*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I growled and was about to let Carl have it when Negan shouted. I looked Negan then back at Carl* He's a vampire.

Negan Richard-Vilf *I extended my fangs* A vampire. *Fangy grin*

Carl Grimes-Vilf *My eyes widened when I saw the fangs* That is so.. Awesome! *smiled* Can you make me one? *Looked at Erica* Can I be one?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I couldn't help but giggle* No you can not become a vampire. You're way to young and do you really want to remain the same age forever? I mean it might be fun for a while but after say, 100 years. *shakes my head* I've seen what happeneds and it's not pretty. Also your dad would flip his shit. It's almost Halloween go buy some fangs.

Negan Richard-Vilf *Chuckled* Erica.. Be nice. *Retracted my fangs* Maybe when you're older kid, and your dad don't have a say in it. *winked at him*

Carl Grimes-Vilf *Gave Erica the stinky eye* Why not? I could be young forever. *Looked at Negan* I'm gonna keep you to that. *smirked at his wink*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf * sighs and looks at Negan* I am being nice. *smirks then looks at Carl* You have no idea kid. No idea. But as Negan said it's up to you when you're older. Too bad you can't be a slayer like me. Now that's cool.

Carl Grimes-Vilf *I couldn't help it. I wrapped my arms around Negan and hugged him* Why can you be my dad too?

Negan Richard-Vilf *I was surprised by the hug, then remember the blood bong. I hugged him back* Carl.. I doubt your dad would want to be one of my wives, and.. I'm.. I don't really.. swing that way. *snickered*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *smiled at them when Carl hugged Negan.* Now Carl your dad loves you too you know. *shakes my head*

Negan Richard-Vilf *Tilted my head to look at him* She's right, you're dad loves you. A lot. He was willing to cut off his own arm, to save yours.

Carl Grimes-Vilf *I rested my head on Negan's chest* I know, that's why I want both of you to be my dad. I don't need a mom.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *sighs* Oh Carl. *shakes my head* One day hopefully you'll understand.

Negan Richard-Vilf *I felt bad cause it was my fault he felt this way.* Erica? Take Carl around, and show him a good time. *sad smile* Then we'll take him home.

Carl Grimes-Vilf *A smile crept up cause he wasn't taking me back to school or to my dad just yet.* You're so awesome!

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *nods with a small smile when I feel his sadness.* Yes your highness. *looks at Carl* Come on I'll give you the guided tour. Maybe Daryl is around.

Carl Grimes-Vilf *I took Erica's hand* Sure. I miss Daryl. *Looked at Negan* Thanks.. *Left with Erica*

Negan Richard-Vilf *Nodded with a sad smile* You're welcome. Go have fun kid.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *Takes Carl's hand and leads him away* Yes and I'm sure Daryl misses you too. *small smile*

(Scum Town)

Slick Dashiell-Vilf * was staring out the window when Abby came into my room* It's fucking coming, you know? You can see it now. *Watching the dead leaves falling form the tree in the garden.*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I came home and brought all of my bags to my room. I walked in Slick's room, he was staring out the window* What are you taking about? *walked over to the window and looked outside, I saw the leaves falling from the trees* You mean fall? *looked at you*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Shook my head, still looking out the window* No.. Winter. And with winter comes.. *deep breath* Never-fucking-mind.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Oh.. *let out a soft breath and nodded* I know, I know, but it's not here yet *softly rubbed your back* It'll be a long while before "it" gets here.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I finally turned my head to look at her* You know, you should hate me. *sad smile* I shouldn't fucking be happy. At least, not like this.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Why do you say that? *looked at you* Because of everything that happened? *shook my head* Slick, I know I should hate you for that and I did hate you for it and everyone deserves to be happy, even you.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Touched her cheek* Before you, the only thing that made me happy was torturing and killing fuckers that fucked with me. You're kind of happiness shouldn't happen for me Baby Girl.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *smiled to his touch* Slick *my smile faded* I know you love to kill and torture people and I can live with that, but why are you telling me this? It's not like you can't still do what you enjoy.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Tilted my head with a soft smile* Baby Girl, I'm just sayin' that you make me happy too. In another way. The right way? I guess.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I'm glad knowing that I make you happy, but you're making it sound like it's wrong or bad but it's not. It's a good thing.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Shook my head* It's not wrong. It right. I just feel sometimes that you're too right for me. Like.. Like I fucking don't deserve this kind of happiness.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Slick, don't say that *wrapped my arms around your waist* Just because you're a badass murderer, that doesn't mean you can't be happy and have these different kinds of emotions and feelings. You're allowed to be happy and deserve to be loved just like everyone else.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Laughed softly* I think God and probably anyone else on this fucking planet, would disagree with you. *kissed her solfly*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Yeah, you're probably right about that and I can agree, but I still think you deserve to be happy, just how I deserve to be happy *softly kissed you back*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Smiled at her after I broke the kiss* Fuck, you are fucking prefect for me. *Chuckled*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *smiled a little* I'm glad you finally figured that out *soft laugh* So, while I was out today, I was thinking about something. It's nothing bad, I promise *small laugh* I want you to be honest about this but, um, do you believe in soulmates? *bit my lip out of habit*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Looked at her strange at first* Yeah.. I fucking do. Why?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *smiled a little* I was just curious. Well, what about us? *looked at you* Do you think that we're soulmates or no?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I slid my hand into my hair,which slicked my hair back, then looked down to think, and my one strand of hair that is always out, came down* Yeah.. *Lifted my head to look at her* Fuck yeah we are. *soft smile*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I felt a little nervous he would say no but I smiled more when he said we were soulmates* I think we are, too *smiled as I brushed that little strand of hair back*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *shrugged a shoulder* It only makes sense. You fucking understand my shit, to a point. And I get you. And we heart each other. And you don't think I'm this fucked up monster. And I don't think you're a whore.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Yeah, I agree with that *nodded a little* I try to understand you the best way I can and I'm okay with that. And I never thought of you as a monster, you just had a rough upbringing, same with me *small smile* But I'm glad you don't think of me as a whore.. I hated it so much.. *shook my head* but I'm with you now so none of that matters anymore. We can just continue to be happy together.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *slid my hand into her hair and gripped it* You're not a fucking whore. I know I used to fucking call you that. I even called you "My whore," but you're not. You're my fucking girl. *kissed her hard, then broke the kiss* And you're right. It doesn't fucking matter anymore. We were meant for each other.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I smiled a little as I loved the way his hand slid through my hair, gasping a little as he gripped it, it just made me like it even more* I'm happy to hear that *my hands were pressed against your chest as I kissed you back* Exactly *smiled* it doesn't matter anymore.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I let her hair go* What made you think about us a soul-fucking-mates?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I was just curious.. *pressed my lips together as I looked at you*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Smirked* Why do I get the fucking feeling that you're lyin' to me, or not telling me everything?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Okay, okay.. *softly exhaled* While I was out, I ran into an old friend and we were talking over coffee and he asked me if I thought you were my soulmate *looked at you* So, I had to ask because I was curious if you thought that we were soulmates or not.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Nodded* An old friend? *Felt jealous* Was this friend a fucking guy or chick?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Yeah, an old friend. *looked at you* Slick, you know who it is, it was Niall.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Relaxed* Oh.. Okay.. I fucking guess. I just thought.. *shook my head* Nevermind.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *looked at you* Slick, you know I would never do that to you *softly rubbed your arm*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Gave her the look with a tiny smile* I just fucking thought maybe it was one of your.. old.. "clients."

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *looked at you strange for a second* Slick, I don't think of my old clients as friends *shook my head* Not at all.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Raised my eyebrows* None of them? Not fucking one?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Of course not *shook my head again* I don't think of them as my friends. I promise you, I'm not in contact with any of them. I left all of that behind when I got together with you.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *cute smile* Okay Baby Girl, I fucking believe. I just thought maybe.. You know.? That's all. As Niall, fuck him. *Laughed*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *soft smile* Good, just know I'd never do that to you *gave you the look* Slick, be nice *soft laugh* He isn't so bad.

(ScumTown)

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *I came around the corner of Annie's door* Babes.. *whispered* I need to talk to you about Slick. *smirked*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I was sitting on my bed watching Joey when Ivan showed up at my door, shirtless, not that I was complaining* Okay, what's going on with him?

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *I walked into the bedroom and closed the door* It's fall.. He's gonna start.. acting.. fucking weird. *sat next to her*

Annie Wilson-Vilf What do you mean by "acting weird" *looked at you strange*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *deep breath* Winter is coming.. And I ain't talkin' about Game of Thrones. *snickered* When fall comes, Slick get quite, and creepy. And when winter is here. We won't see him much. And then comes "The day, Christmas" and on that day, he doesn't leave his room.

Annie Wilson-Vilf My god you are such a nerd *soft laugh. As I listened, I couldn't help but wonder why Slick hates winter so much* Oh, that kind of sucks that he won't be joining in on all the fun, but what would make him hate Winter and Christmas so much? *looked at you*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Smirked* What? Games of Thrones is fucking awesome.. *Frowned and looked down at my hands* Umm.. Something fucked up happened.

Annie Wilson-Vilf I'll have to take your word it's a good show *smiled a little then it faded* What happened? Was it really that horrible? *frowned a little*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Well, he hates Christmas for a good fucking reason Babes. *sighed* On Christmas, Me, my uncle Logan, and my dad drove to our grandparents house. My mom and my sis, Slick's twin sis, was in another car. They got there first, cause we got a flat. Now I was just a fucking baby at the time, so I don't remember it.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I continued to listen, I nodded a little* I'm sure he hates it for a good reason.. *looked at you* Slick had a twin sister? *I was a little surprised to hear that but more sad that something must of happened to them* Oh, wow.. *softly sighed* You never asked Slick or Logan about what happened?

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Nodded* Yeah, I asked Logan. *shook my head* Slick wouldn't talk about. *sad smile* Yeah, he had twin. Fucked up thing too is, while they were fixin' the tire, Slick got this big migraine. Like he was fucking screaming from it, for like 10 minutes, and then it was gone. They couldn't fucking understand it, until we got to my grandparent's house.

Annie Wilson-Vilf What? That's pretty strange for him to have a bad migraine like that only for it to just go away.. *frowned a little. I was a little hesitant to ask but I did* What happened when you guys got to the house? *fiddled with my fingers*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Paused* I wish I could remember it.. Maybe I could help Slick. But I don't. *Looked at her* Uncle Logan said they walked into the dinning room, and the whole family, but us were sitting at the table. All the food was there too. And everyone was shot.. *Pointed to my forehead* In the head. Some of them barley still had a head. *My eyes watered*

Annie Wilson-Vilf Maybe Abby would be able to help him, if he told her about why he hates Christmas and what caused it. *As I listened, I teared up a little I felt horrible hearing about how their family was killed* Oh my god, that's horrible *felt bad he teared up* I'm so sorry that happened to your family.. No child should have to witness that.. *softly rubbed your back*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Oh Slick didn't just see it. *looked at her* He felt it. That big migraine.. Yeah.. That was our sis dying. *Swallowed* You know thing they say that a twin can feel another twin. *pressed my lips and nodded* It's fucking true. And that whole thing about a brain still ticking for 6 to 10 mins? Also fucking true. Slick is living proof of both.

Annie Wilson-Vilf Yeah *nodded a little* Yeah, I heard a lot of twins being able to sense each other and feel pain from one another but I never really knew of any real cases of it *felt bad* I feel so bad that he felt everything she felt at the time..

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Looked down at my hands* Yeah.. Well.. Slick ain't whole anymore. *Looked at her* He loved mom, she died too that night. But loosing your twin also take a fucking part of you away.

Annie Wilson-Vilf Yeah *looked at you* I can understand that *nodded a little* In a way, I can see why he hates that particular holiday and I really don't blame him for it..

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Looked at her* Just do me a fucking favor Babes? *sad smile* Slick might get pissy, don't take it personally? He's just hurtin'.

Annie Wilson-Vilf What favor? *looked at you and nodded* I promise I won't take it personal, I get why he hates it and I won't bring up anything to upset him more *sad smile* Promise.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Nodded and took her hand in mine* Thanks.. And could you and Abby only decorate the living room. Please?

Annie Wilson-Vilf You're welcome *smiled a little as I held your hand* Yeah, that's not a problem. I think we can handle that *nodded*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Kissed her fingers* Thanks again.. I doesn't mean any harm, he's just hurting. I heart you Babes.. *kissed her*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *smiled again* I know and you're welcome. Who knows, maybe one day he'll be okay with it, maybe not. Either way, I'm okay with it. *soft smile* I heart you too *kissed you back*

(Scum Town) *I walked into the living room, with my tux on to show Abby* So.. Does this fucking work or what?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I was standing in the living room when I heard slick come in. I turned around to see him in a tuxedo and his "cute" hair. I thought he looked really great* Wow.. *smiled a little* Oh yeah, that definitely works.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Looked away* I feel like a fucking idiot.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *smiled more as I walked over to you* Well, you shouldn't feel that way. I think you look really, really hot in this suit *I straightened your tie a little* Plus the hair just adds to the sexiness *soft laugh*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I gave her a look, but with a cute smile* I will never fucking understand why you like my hair like this. But I fucking figured it's the look you wanted for the weddin'.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I just think you look really cute with your hair down from time to time *laughed a little* Plus, I'm really happy you decided to go with a different look just for the wedding.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Grabbed her waist with both hands* Yeah, well, I found this place. They have different wedding stuff, than other places. Ivan took Annie there 2 days ago. *smirked* Did you get your dress yet?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I draped my arms over your shoulders* Oh? I'm curious to see what kind of dress she got *soft smile as I shook my head* No, I haven't found a dress yet. I found a couple places but they didn't have anything I really wanted.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *smiled* You wanna fucking go and check it out?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Yeah *smiled* Let's go see what they have, I might be able to find something I actually like *slid my hands down your chest* Are you going to wear this out or are you going to change?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Looked down* Oh fuck no. I ain't wearin' this in public. *Snickered* Be right back. *orbited to my room*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *chuckled* Okay, I just thought I'd ask *nodded* Okay, I'll be right here *watched as he disappeared to change*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I changed quickly and slicked my hair back, the orbited back down to the living room* Much fucking better.. *grinned*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I looked up to see Slick standing there in his usual clothes and slicked back hair* It was fun while it lasted *teased* You ready to check out this shop?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *smirked* Baby Girl, when we are about to fuck, I'll dress anyway you fuckin' want. But I ain't doin' it out there. *Nodded* Fuck yeah, let's go.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *soft laugh* I know you would, trust me, I know *looked at you* It's just nice seeing you with a different look from time to time *smiled and nodded* Okay, let's go *walked towards the door*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Grabbed her hand and orbited behind the store* Why fucking drive it? *cute smile*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I stopped walking when I felt him grab my hand, just when I was about to say something we appeared right behind the place* I suppose that's one way to get here *short laugh as I looked at you* I just thought we'd enjoy the drive over here, that's all.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Frowned* Oh shit.. I can orbit us back. I didn't fuckin' know.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf It's okay Slick, really *soft smile* I don't mind.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Deep breath* Okay.. *Kissed her softly* Let's go find that fucking dress. *I opened the back door for her*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *softly kissed you back* Let's see what kind of choices they have.. *smiled and thanked you as I walked inside. I looked around at what was on display*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *followed her in* What color are you fucking goin' for?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I looked around at some of the more detailed dresses with lace trimming* I can't say I had a detailed plan on what I wanted my dream wedding dress to look like but, I don't know, maybe something white with a little bit of color mixed in or something..*I continued to look around*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Snickered* I will never fucking understand why you chicks dream of fucking weddings. It ain't that big of a fucking deal Baby Girl.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *stopped to look over at you* Slick, getting married is always a big deal for chicks. Just because it's a stupid idea for most people, not everyone agrees. Weddings are supposed to be fun and memorable. It's not everyday someone gets to have a wedding they always wanted. *continued walking*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Grabbed her from behind and kissed the back of her head* I'm cool with it. I was only fucking curious.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *softly exhaled when he grabbed me* Well, don't make it sound like you think it's pointless to be so wound up about planning a wedding.. Because it's not fun for me if nothing goes right.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Kissed her neck* You will have the best fucking wedding ever. Stop fucking worrying.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *smiled a little when he kissed my neck* See? You keep saying that but I can't help it. It's normal for girls to freak out about their wedding.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I looked out the window and saw some models wearing dresses, as they took pictures. One dress caught my eye.* Babygirl.. *Pointed* Look..

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *looked over at you* What? *looked at where you were pointing* That's actually a really gorgeous dress.. *tilted my head as I looked at how long it was, I was a little worried about getting it dirty but I did like it* I do like it a lot..

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I head her thoughts* We can get a kid to hold it? *smiled*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Slick, I don't want a random kid to be forced to hold my dress *looked at you* It's not like it can't be washed.. *looked back at it and thought about it more* I think I've made up my mind, I want it.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Baby Girl that ain't what I meant. Negan has kids in the Saviors. He would have asked one of them. *smiled at her* It's fucking yours..

Abby Dickfit-Vilf He may have kids in his area but I still don't want a random kid to be made to hold the dress *softly exhaled* Slick, it's perfectly fine. It's not a problem, I promise.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Grinned* Okay Baby Girl.. *I let her go and went to the manager* She wants that fucking dress. *Pointed*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *nodded* Good. *I watched as you went to talk to the manager, I just browsed around for a while*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf What's your size? *turned to her*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *looked at you strange for a second, I shook my head and walked over to you* Like I'm going to just blurt it out in the store.. Just get a medium.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Snickered* Alright, alright.. *Looked at him* Medium.. *He nodded and left to get the dress* I didn't know it was a problem Baby Girl.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I leaned on the counter* Well, in normal society, it's very frowned upon to ask a woman what her size it for anything she wears *soft laugh* Just know I'm a medium for all clothes.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Nodded* Okay.. Medium, got it. *smiled at her* I didn't mean anything by it..

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *soft smile* I know you didn't mean anything by it *looked at you* I know how honest you are about everything, but yeah, that's not something women like to advertise unless they're with a long term partner.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *The manager came back with the dress, and I paid for it* You chicks have all these fucking rules. *looked at her* I still heart ya.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *playfully scoffed* Says you *poked your arm* What about you and your rules? *smiled a little* I still heart you too