#twd season 10

[roadkillremi]

A better man

Negan X F!Reader

Era - S10/11

Summary: After being stuck in a cabin with Negan, things got hot and heavy. Is there regret or enjoyment?

Warnings : Minors DNI, Legal Age Gap (Negan is in his 50s, Reader is in their 30s) , mentions Reader's and her ex's having bad fights (mentions leaving a bruise), unprotected sex, language, p in V, the pet name Doll, mentions rubbing poison ivy on hickey, the whole smut is a flashback of "yesterday night".

A/N : My first Negan fic <3. Also a couple of side notes ; Reader calls Negan Carl's and Ricks killer, I know this isn't true. It is more of the way she viewed him during S7/8. There's no use of 'Y/N', Negan refers to the reader as "Doll". Italics are used for past quotes

There were no words once you went inside the house. Your brain scrabbled with the thought of him. Your backpack slid off your shoulders leaving a thud on the ground. It laid by the entrance next to some abandoned shoes.

"You're back!" Judith and RJ ran towards you giving you a hug. You smile kneeling down to their level.

"Sorry it took me so long..." You wrapped your arms around them. You heard a creak behind you, you turned around to find Michonne. She stood in the doorway looking down at you.

"I said To be as quick as possible." She muttered. Your chest wrenches with guilt, "We were surrounded.". Michonne nodded and stepped closer, she took a good look at you.

"What the hell is that?" She pointed at your neck. You quickly reached your hand to the spot she pointed.

"What?"

"That better not be what I think it is.." she walked away. Her kids followed behind her like little ducks. You quickly went into the bathroom moving your neck around.

There it was.

A cherry red spot on your neck, your heart rate quickened. You said no hickeys, you shut your eyes hoping you're imagining things. Flashes of last night just flood your vision.

His hands roamed your body, touching you so gently. It was a mistake, you didn't mean for things to build up. You were surrounded by dead sacks of shit. It grew colder and less safe for you two to head back. You two barricaded the windows and locked the doors. He placed his crowbar by the door and sat on the couch kicking his feet up on the coffee table.

After all these years I barely know shit about you, sweetheart.

That's what led the two of you to share stories. Stories you wouldn't dare share with anyone else. He knew about your shitty ex boyfriends, the shameful hook ups. The terrible fights you'd have with said shitty ex boyfriends that ended in bruises.

If they were still alive I'd beat the shit of them

In return, he told you all about Lucille and her death. Teary eyed he stared down at you waiting for a response. You weren't sure how to react, so you hugged him. You whispered sweet nothing's into his ear.

I bet she loved you so much.

Then you two kissed in a fit of passion. Your senses are overruled by the longing of a man's touch. Undressing each other as quickly as possible. He laid you down on the old couch, his lips exploring every curve. You patted his shoulder signalling for him to stop. He looked up at you his lips pink with saliva coating them.

Before we continue we need ground rules... Don't release your fucking seed in me. Don't leave marks. Got it?

Fuck yeah, doll.

Just like that he was on top of you, his forehead on yours. He looked into your eyes watching you whimper and moan. His smug smile didn't leave his face once, he chuckled to himself before speaking.

God, this pussy is so Fucking good! No man should teach you like shit..

You pulled him down by the nape of his neck. His lips smash into yours as his beard tickles your chin. He leaned down leaving kisses all around your neck. His teeth teasingly digging into your skin, him leaving the hickey...

He made sure you finished first, holding himself back until your release coated his cock. He pulled out of you before he could spill his seed. You reached in between the two of your bodies. Your hand pumped his shaft helping him chase his orgasm. He thrusted into your hand his head tilting back. You placed kisses on his collarbone and traveled down to his tattoo. His come falling onto your torso, he groaned.

Shit, Doll... Lemme clean you up.

He grabbed his t-shirt whipping your torso off. He tossed it back into the ground before laying on top of you. His head rested on your chest as one of his hands rubbed up and down your thigh.

You buried your face into your hands. You can't do this, Think about Rick, Glenn, Carl, Abraham. They saved you, you were their family, and you slept with their killer. You focused on your racing heart, he's a changed man. You had to get rid of the hickey before anyone else sees it.

You stormed out the house grabbing your ax on the way out. You head towards the gate, your heart echoing into your ears. Negan noticed you stomping towards the gate, he got up from the steps he was sitting at. He followed you with curiosity plan on his face.

"Where are you off to? We just got back." He grinned. You didn't look at him, "To find poison ivy.". He's taken back by your response, " 'cuse me?". You sigh moving any hair in the way to show your neck.

"You got sloppy last night. Will someone open this damn Gate?!" You fussed. A man rushed towards the gate opening it for you.

"Whoa whoa, doll. Slow down you're gonna rub poison ivy on yourself?!" He grabbed your shoulders getting Infront of you. He leaned down to your height, the greyness in his hair shining in your eyes.

"Yes.. I told you not to leave marks." You start walking out the gate pushing into his shoulder. He follows you back out the gate, "Back in my day girls used makeup." He tries to lighten up your mood. You sigh, "Negan.. I told you I can't.. no one can know.".

"What happened to you saying I was a better man?" He leaned on his leg a hint of hurt in his voice. You looked down, a bit ashamed of yourself.

"You are.." you whispered. He walked towards you, "I get it, I'm not a fan favorite out here. But Doll, talk to me.".

"You hurt my family. And me sleeping with you is... Like betraying them" you mumbled. He sighs, "I... I don't regret it. Hell, it was probably the best sex I've ever had... But.." you lose your voice. You look out into the overgrown neighborhood.

"I'll keep it a secret." He speaks up. You turned towards him with hope in your eyes.

"But, don't ignore me. I wanna see that pretty face of yours often." He gently grabs your chin lifting it up. You look into his hazel eyes feeling your heart flutter.

The same eyes that cherished the sight of your body. You leaned into his touch, "Alright. But help me find poison ivy-" you smiled.

"Yes ma'am." He grinned walking into the woods with you. His hand went to the small of your back as the ground became rougher. You smiled to yourself thinking of the night before, this time willingly.

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[onefail-at-atime]

We were robbed of a scene where Alden would be softly singing to a baby Adam.

I imagine he would have been a lot like Beth and would have sang modern songs instead of cryptic nursery rhymes.

It's so annoying that so many episodes in S9 and S10 revolved around people who cared for that baby, only for his last adoptive parent to be KO'd off screen. Then nobody even mentions Adam until the time jump in 11x24.

[eccentricallygothic]

twd stressed me out so much i restarted sons of anarchy 🫠

[stanacct]

Juanita "Princess" Sanchez is actually the love of my life, and every time i rewatch the series i fall in love with her, and women in general, all over again

[lilgoblinbitch]

no because why the fuck would ANYONE wanna worry about money ANYMORE LMAO. all that shit ever did was cause problems. like how pathetic are you to really only give a fuck about material things in a world where the dead are risen and the living are less common. what is the fucking point in that. it truly shows how fucking pathetically stupid and shallow people can be, and unfortunately we see this in real life.

The fucking commonwealth in TWD is fucking stupid, you people are in a literal apocalypse if it wasn't for the guards and if there was a breach they would all be dead that's not a statement it's a fact, they would all be dead, acting like fucking social class still fucking matters, and why would I want to live in a place having to worry about money again when I could fucking leave and not worry about that shit, I'll take my chance with the walkers

[lab-gr0wn-lambs]

Daryl sign language compilation

[gyroshrike]

When you reduce a man of few words to even fewer words

[aeaeaexxzd]

[jamiejabbers]

I AM BEGGING SOMEONE TO WRITE FOR KELLY IN TWD MY GIRL IS SO UNDERRATED IM SURVIVING OFF CRUMBSS

[onefail-at-atime]

Nothing is going to be able to compare to Maggie's relationship with Glenn, but am I the only one who felt some kind of romantic history or potential vibe from Maggie and Cole?

I'm in my S10 rewatch and from the beginning, it seems like they're setting him up to have a key role in S11 ... only for that to not happen. Alden and Maggie were never a thing. Dante was a fake out and was KO'd before Maggie even arrived.

I think Cole could have made sense. Don't get me wrong, I love Maggie and Glenn and will rewatch their episodes until the day I leave this world, but in the TWD Universe, I don't think Glenn wouldn't want Maggie to be alone forever.

Thoughts?

[eccentricallygothic]

you and me both, carol.

[twdnonsense]

I seriously can not stop thinking about how much more horrifying twd would’ve been if they kept Carl’s age accurate to the comics & had him be 7 years old at the start, so I’m gonna put it in context. Even with the actor aging a year for each season,

This-

Is what he would’ve looked like when he had to shoot his mom, almost had to kill his dad, and almost got raped. (I know that stuff happens between season 3 & 4, but he would’ve been 10-11 during those seasons if he started the show at 7 & he was 10/11 in season 1, so I’m just using one picture.)

This-

Is what he would’ve looked like when he got his eye shot out and during the lineup.

And this-

Is what he would’ve looked like when he died.

[bambi-marquez]

so I started to carry on watching twd and holy shit I still love this show