Hi! Would you write something for Nick Clark where he and the reader are out on a run or something and the reader is almost bitten by a walker but Nick saves her? Idk I’m just having serious Nick feels today :)
it’s up! x sorry for the delay, i hope you still have Nick feels hahah
requested: Hi! Would you write something for Nick Clark where he and the reader are out on a run or something and the reader is almost bitten by a walker but Nick saves her? Idk I’m just having serious Nick feels today :)
fandom: Fear The Walking Dead
warnings: none really -- it’s fluffy?? (and I'm sorry i am still on season 2 of ftwd and it’s so late i can barely remember anything but i hope you like it anyway haha)
pairings: Nick x reader, best friend!Luciana x reader
characters: Nick, reader, Luciana (mentioned)
You laughed when Nick showed up at the meeting place all bloody and shit. He honestly looked ridiculous. You could only see his eyes, but barely. His face was lit up in a smile.
“What are you laughing about?”, he asked, giving you a water bottle which you took gratefully.
“Oh my god, you smell hideous”, you coughed to really empathize the goddamn awful smell.
“Let’s just go”, he playfully rolled his eyes. You two started to walk down the road, hoping to find a car or something. You dreamed about flying to Berlin or seeing a functioning train (not that any of you could drive a train, but it’d for sure be a experience).
You saw a small house and you waved at Nick to follow you inside. It was really small with only two rooms. It was cute though, and looked like no one has been there for ages. There were dust everywhere.
“We can probably find something in here.” You carelessly opened the door to the second room and a walker moaned.
You were stunned, so fucking surprised you couldn’t even move. You saw its dead skin and red eyes, but you couldn’t move even if you wanted to. What the hell is going on?”
“Y/N!”, Nick shouted and shoved the walker away, killing it with the small axe he got from Luciana. He looked at you with wide eyes. “Why didn’t you move?”, he hugged you.
“I... sorry”, you relaxed, hugging him back. “I just froze?”, you said, not understanding fully what just happened.
“Don’t.... ever do that again”, he let out a laugh even if it wasn’t funny. He felt you nod in his chest and that was good enough. “Fuck”, he said, putting his head on your head.
Hey,dear ^^ I know I requested before,but is it okay to ask for a Ramsay fluff with a sly red-head Stark reader? Maybe her wolf find him in the forest and she goes to scout and find him playing with her wolf and they get along?Maybe she saves him? 🌸🌹 Thank you :3. Have a great day ^w^
hiiiiii! you can request how many times you want. The imagine is up now! xxxx
requested: Hey,dear ^^ I know I requested before,but is it okay to ask for a Ramsay fluff with a sly red-head Stark reader? Maybe her wolf find him in the forest and she goes to scout and find him playing with her wolf and they get along?Maybe she saves him? 🌸🌹 Thank you :3. Have a great day ^w^¨
note: I'm thinking this is before the Sansa situation because, well.... . That’s what i got from ‘maybe she saves him’. hope you like it! x
fandom: Game of Thrones
warnings: fluff, probably a bit oc!Ramsay
pairings: Ramsay x reader
characters: Ramsay, reader and other Starks are just briefly (very briefly) mentioned
You knew your wolf was naughty and liked to run off, but she was never out this long, so you decided to look after her despite what your father said. And your mother. And your brothers...- basically everyone told you not to go but it didn’t matter; you could handle yourself.
You called her name a few times but was careful not to shout way too loud. You didn’t want any visitors.
She didn’t show up, and at this point you were a bit worried. Your father always said we should be careful when Winter’s coming... but it didn’t feel like Winter yet, and it was quite warm.
It wasn’t like she would freeze to death with that thick fur, but still. Did she really know her way back to Winterfell?
When you suddenly heard her make a satisfying noise (it’s wrong to call it purr, but maybe in that way), it was a shock to you. How the fuck could she be satisfied out deep in the forest? She’s barely happy in your father’s bed -- and that’s her favorite place.
You walked closer, grabbing your knife in case. What you saw made you chuckle (but still holding a good grab of that knife, you couldn’t be too careful). “I’m surprised she lets you be so close to her”, you said to the man in front of you.
He was scratching her big back, smiling down at the big wolf. He stopped when he heard you. “Don’t let me stop you. She’s enjoying it”, you watched the man carefully scratching the wolf.
“She’s gorgeous”, he whispered to himself.
You didn’t answer, but kept smiling at them. “Can I ask what the hell you’re doing here?”, you waved at the forest. It was no paths leading to his place nor anything that marked out it.
“Lost”, he mumbled, “she found me”, he added and finally looked up at you. He was handsome to be honest. But you didn’t let that get you over the edge; you were on your toes. Your father once said that war is brewing, and you wouldn't get killed at the brink of it. “Do you know where Dreadfort lays?”
“A Bolton?”, you asked. You didn’t know much about the family, you had a hum about Roose Bolton.
He shook his head. “Snow.” He half-smiled at you. “Do you have some kind of bandage?”, he asked.
Your eyes caught the infected wound on his side. It’s clearly been there for a couple of hours. “Back at Winterfell.” He laughed, nodding.
“A Stark?” he asked and you simply nodded, mentioning for the Wolf to be on your side (it was a miracle se even obeyed). “Probably should’ve known because of the hair”, he pointed at your long hair. You snorted, teasing him. “Or is it Starks that have red hair? Can’t remember”, he said, slowly standing up.
“Some of us”, you smiled at him.
“Can’t wait to see it”, he said. “I like it, by the way”, he added when you two started to go back, following The Wolf.
Can I have a Negan imagine, you just moved from Alexandria to the sanctuary (doesnt matter how) and he finds out you used to be a model, maybe he finds a photo album you kept for all these years idk. He starts to flirt with you afterwards.
requested: Can I have a Negan imagine, you just moved from Alexandria to the sanctuary (doesnt matter how) and he finds out you used to be a model, maybe he finds a photo album you kept for all these years idk. He starts to flirt with you afterwards.
fandom: The Walking Dead
warnings: not really
pairings: one-sided Negan x reader
characters: Negan, reader, Simon
You were forced out of Alexandria and you now lived with the man who killed two of your best friends. Like, literally -- you’re sleeping in his room. He’s not being inappropriate, it’s simply because “Simon didn’t want to give up his room”.
Actually, it’s not really that bad; Simon is not bad company and everyone is nice enough. Probably because Negan told them to, but you appreciate anyway.
You were eating with Simon but decided you wanted to take a nap before doing basic chores.
What you didn’t expect was Negan on his bed, smirking down at your (very well hidden) photo album. Those pictures there were revealing and goddamn personal.
“Give it back”, you said simply, taking it from Negan who gave in surprisingly easy. You looked at the for a few seconds. They were not bad at all, and you would’ve made it really, really big if the End of the World had come.
“You have some nice legs I must say, Y/N”, he chuckled, looking down at your covered legs. “Why are you not showing off those fine piece of art?”
“Maybe because we’re living in a disease”, you said to him, rolling your eyes. You put down the photo album, not bothered to hide it (clearly it didn’t work before).
“You are really goddamn beautiful, miss”, he chuckled, making you huff.
prompt from my secret prompt list (it’s not done yet that’s why it’s secret): “Now, this is uncomfortable” “shut up!”
fandom: Fear The Walking Dead
warnings: FLUFF
pairings: Nick Clark x reader
characters: Nick, reader
You and Nick decided to break up, and that was that. Really, you didn’t see each other, didn’t kiss each other or didn’t hug whenever you got the chance.
Well, to be fair, it was hard to avoid someone at a boat, and it was also hard not to fall into Nick’s bed all the time Alicia wasn’t there. It’s so incredibly hard not to be there right at this very moment.
“Don’t ever leave me”, you whispered, trying to sound serious but erupted into laughter when he started to giggle.
“Technically, I have”, he kissed your forehead. You both knew that only death could only tear you apart, but it’s easier to say you’re not dating if one of you ended up dead. His fingers went under your chin to lift your head to meet his lips; you smiled into the kiss and crawled onto him. He laughed, “calm down-”, you started to kiss his neck slowly.
He moaned and arched his neck so you could suck easier. “Nick, there’s food-”, Alicia let out a screech and you rolled off Nick. “Wow, didn’t you guys break up the other day?”, she rolled his eyes. Nick went to say something but Alicia smiled. “Now, this is uncomfortable.”
“Shut up!”, Nick replied and threw a pillow at her, making her laugh even more.
fandom: Stranger Things
warnings: angst, au (no supernatural or upside-down or whatever)
pairings: Steve x reader
characters: Steve, reader, Nancy
“I kept all of the pictures you used to draw
I still drink from the cup you stole from the bar”
“Y/N you can’t draw, stop”, Steve laughed into your ear when you tried to draw a simple dog. You felt his lips on your neck and you giggled; the tail on the dog got everywhere on the page. You went to tell him to stop but it felt too good. “That looks awful”, he paused to look at your drawing, laughing and then continued to make you weak.
“You’re being rude”, you kissed him, teeth clashing because you couldn’t stop smiling. He pushed you down into the mattress, taking away your drawing and pencil, kissing your whole neck. “My parents will be back any minute”, you moaned.
“You better be quiet then”, he laughed, making you laugh even harder. In result your parents found you laughing in your bed, thankfully the poorly drawn dog right in front you, so they laughed with you.
“Don’t look at him”, your friend Nancy whispered into your ear, making you roll your eyes so far into your head you swore you saw your brain.
“He’s the one looking”, you looked at him quickly, making his friends giggle and Steve hushing them. He smiled at you, but you were dragged away before you could even react. You should probably thank her, but...
“I ho-hope you don't see me when I go out
I don't think you'd approve of who I am right now”
You and Steve were out to sober up, you were giggling, kissing and signing loudly, waking up the neighbors. It was a stupid party you went to, but it was nice anyway; you hung out with Jonathan and Nancy for awhile before Steve decided he wanted to sober up.
“I don’t think this is working”, he laughed.
“That’s because you literally have a beer with you”, you laughed when he threw the can, acting innocent. “Fuck”, you sighed, you hugged him. “I love you.”
“Don’t get sappy on me”, he kissed your head, whispering he loves you too.
It’s 3am and you’re out walking the dog. It’s not your fault, really. The dog did want to pee but, maybe not so bad and maybe you’d have to cuddle and give him extra treats tomorrow as an apology.
Just... who fucking knew breakups could be so hard? It was mutual. Technically you wanted it too, but not maybe right now -- because now it’s real and you want him.
Requested: I was thinking with Eziekel along the lines of Ezikel always sending shiva... god rest her beautiful soul... to protect the reader around the kingdom and jerry teases him for not telling the reader he likes her x
fandom: The Walking Dead
warnings:
pairings: Eziekel x reader
characters: Eziekel, Jerry, reader
“Where’s the pretty girl?”, Jerry asked the King one morning. The King is eating fruit, but his trusty tiger is not beside him, like usual. Of course it’s happening less and less that the tiger is beside him, but Jerry just likes to tease his King.
“She should be around Y/N”, Eziekel was unaware of Jerry’s teasing.
“Why is that?”, Jerry asked, taking an apple from Eziekel’s plate.
“I just- is there a reason why you’re asking me questions about Shiva?”, he asked, but before they could proceed the conversation you bursted in, Shiva closely following behind.
“Listen, Eziekel, you know I love your cat but I can barely go take a shit without her following me”, you said, stressed. “I really need the bathroom, please, just send her away for like, 5 minutes?”, you asked the king nicely.
“Oh, yes of course.” Eziekel smiled and waved for Shiva to sit beside him. “You’re very welcome to go to the bathroom now”, he smiled at you, making you laugh.
“Thank you, your highness.”
When you had walked out of the room Jerry snickered. “What is it so funny, Jerry?”, Eziekel asked his friend.
“I think you should just tell her you like her. I think it’s easier for the both of you.”
Requested: Abraham gets really protective when Daryl flirts with the reader, so he publicly claims her as his?x
fandom: The Walking Dead
warnings:
pairings: Abraham Ford x reader
characters: Abraham, reader, Daryl, Rosita, Sasha, Eugene (mentioned)
You and Abraham started to fool around from the beginning really, after some time he finally got over his wife he was 100% ready to call you his girlfriend.
That was some time ago, many laughs, cries and cringes with the whole gang ago. You’re now seated in Alexandria, trying not to get soft but at the same time enjoy life. It’s hard, but it’s working.
“Wanna go out for a stroll, my dear?”, Abraham teased you. You two lived in a house with Eugene and Rosita.
You rolled your eyes, laughing. Before you could answer Rosita walked into the living room, whining about Spencer and how annoying he is. “Why don’t you just join us for a goddamn walk, Rosita?”, Abraham interrupt her ranting with a laugh.
“Whatever, I’m just saying - if I see him I will throw up”, you and Abraham laughed at her and walked outside. You walked over to the gate to catch up with Sasha and Daryl.
It’s a bit tricky with Daryl because he thinks you and Abraham are just friends and not actually dating. “What’s up?”, you asked him to get a conversation going. Rosta and Abraham were taking with Sasha about going out on a run.
“Nothing much”, he hummed, “you? You good?”, he asked.
You nodded. “Yeah, believe it or not.” He nodded at you. “Have you been feeling okay? I know you’ve been... having a hard time adjusting.”
“It’s just weird”, he answered. “These people have no idea how goddamn hard it is. They cannot handle weapon as you”, he added. You nodded, thanking for the compliment. It was true.
“Ah, thanks, man”, you said. “We should try to train them, if they’re willing.”
Daryl nodded and gave you a half smile. “You with the axe?” You laughed and nodded. “Nah, listen I’ve seen you with the axe, you’re good.”
“I don’t know about that, but I could teach them something with the machete-”
“Listen dude”, Abraham butted into your conversation, “I don’t want to make it awkward between us but me and Y/N are actually dating, so if you could like, tone it down a bit? That’d be fucking awesome.”
Requested: Could you do a supernatural imagine for me?? You meet sam and dean while they are on a hunt, and they end up having to tell you about the 'things that go bump in the night'. And your not surprised at all because you believed in that stuff, you love reading lore and conspiracies, and it really intrigues Sam?
fandom: Supernatural
warnings:
pairings: Sam Winchester x reader
characters: Sam, Dean, reader
ps. i used a really outdated gif in lack of better ones, but imagine it’s around season 10 (2014/2015)
“So what are you doing out here in literally nowhere?”, you smiled at the two new visitors. You rarely get any customers in your age in this pub so you’re just excited, and just hoping you’re not intruding.
“Hunting monsters”, the blonde one said, smiling teasingly at you. Maybe? Was he teasing?
“That wouldn’t surprise me honestly, I stay up all night reading conspiracies and similar stuff”, you said to them, pouring more beer into their glasses. “I probably sound really crazy”, you realized what you said. “It’s just really interesting.”
“No, you don’t sound crazy. What’s your name?”, the brunette asked you, waving for you to sit down with them, so you did. It’s not like the pub is swarming with people, actually is really empty.
“Y/N”, you smiled at the two.
“I’m Sam, and this is Dean”, Sam pointed at his brother (you could only really assume, but they looked similar). “So, what kind of conspiracies are you into?”
“I don’t know really, have you heard about the Wendigo?”, you just thought they were into reading lore and conspiracies. “A lot of people think there’s Wendigos around in Blackwater Ridge. Apparently a dude got killed by one”, you said, Sam and Dean quickly looked at each other, “but who knows?”, you quickly added.
“Yeah, we kind of bumped into those”, Dean laughed. He probably meant it as a joke, but it’s not the first time you’ve had strange conversations like this when people think they are joking with you, but you know they’re not. Does that even make sense?
“So you’re, like, hunters or whatever?”, you asked.
“How did you know?”, Sam carefully asked. “I mean- no.” You laughed and Dean snorted. “Is it really that obvious?”
“Ah, no, not really. You’re fine”, you smiled. “So, what happened?”
“Are you sure you want to know?”, Sam asked gently. “It’s not like you can come back from this”, he smiled kindly at you.
“Listen, I’m not even surprised this is real. Besides, I stay up not knowing if these things are real or not so it doesn’t really matter”, you explained, laughing.
The three of you ended talking through your whole pass and more. It was at least 2am until Dean left, so it’s only you and Sam at this point. You guys went from Wendigos to Demons to Angels. He talked about their friend Castiel and you mentioned there was a conspiracy about angels as well, but not really to that extreme level (which he laughed at; “angels are real dicks, you have no idea”).
It was well over 4am when you popped the question he was scared of. “So when can I join?”
He hesitated, you could see it. “Y/N, listen, I didn’t talk about all the death and the sorrow”, he began but you cut him off.
“Oh no, I figured. I don’t really care about my family -- because they’re assholes, really.”
“This is not a joke”, he sighed, taking your hand. “I just don’t want anything happening to you, that’s it.”
“I know but it’s alright”, you nodded, trying to assure him. “Well, at least come and say goodbye tomorrow. I have to clean up this place, if you don’t want to help that is?”, you smiled and he laughed, nodding.
So maybe you guys didn’t really go to sleep and when Dean came to pick Sam up in the morning he maybe picked you up as well. Maybe you’re sleeping curled up to Sam in the bunker.
requested: Can I get some fluffy Daryl from The Walking Dead please?!
fandom: The Walking Dead
warnings: post-terminus aka you’ve seen some fucked up things, cussing
pairings: Daryl Dixon x reader
characters: Daryl, reader, Rick
It felt so weird to walk beside your lover after surviving some kind of cannibal-camp. You know you’re going to have nightmares for the rest of your life, even if there is some kind of fucking cure Eugene keeps talking about.
It doesn’t matter, because humanity is fucked anyway.
“You have to keep up”, Rick said to you and Daryl. You knew he said with love but really, you just wanted to take a few days to feel alright mentally, and just cuddle with Daryl.
“I’m so tired”, you sighed to him. “It was so fucked up, I can’t…. like, process it”, you told Daryl who only hummed, carefully taking your hand, slowly stroking your hand with his thumb. It calmed you down instantly. “We almost lost Glenn”, you whispered.
“We didn’t”, he grunted. “We didn’t lose anyone”, he kissed your tempel and that was that. He clearly didn’t want to talk about it, so you wouldn’t force him. You just wish you could sit down for a minute and hold him.
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