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[ly-canthropewrites]

Dark Days 

Pairing: Negan x Reader

Word Count: 628

Rating/Warnings: SFW. Has themes of depression and mental illness, however, nothing explicit. 

Summary: Some days are harder than others, and that isn’t your fault.

He walks in the darkened room to find you laying on your stomach, chin resting upon your crossed forearms and your eyes glazed over, stuck in the middle of a daydream. Your bare shoulders peeking out from under the quilt and the soft tips of your hair lightly tickle your skin. 

“You okay, baby girl?” he speaks softly, as if not to startle you suddenly from your imagination.

You hum lowly, eyes shifting back into sharpness and you turn your head to look up at him, tired eyes depicting your exhaustion.

He walks closer and reaches out, fingertips barely a whisper across your shoulder blades, leaving goosebumps and fire in their wake. The pads of his fingers run back and forth across the expanse of your back, savouring the softness of your skin and consequently, pleasing himself to find you easing beneath his gentle touch. 

The bed shifts and dips as he kneels onto it, clambering over you and he momentarily pauses as he hovers above you. He takes the opportunity to plant a scruffy kiss to the centre of your spine before continuing on, dropping to your right and groans as he stretches out beside you. 

You turn your head once more to follow him, watching his face as he lets go of the day and sinks into relaxation. He feels your stare and meets it with gentle eyes. 

Concern flits in the background and he tries his best to hide it from you, but you know him too well and as it keeps mounting, it becomes harder to hide. He is worried, deeply terrified because you haven’t been yourself in weeks and he doesn’t know what to do.

“Hey pretty lady,” he whispers, reaching out to tuck back a few stray locks of hair from your eyes and greedily runs the backs of his knuckles down your jawline.

Your eyes flutter closed, eyelashes kissing the tops of your cheeks and he swears he has never seen someone as ethereal as you.

“How are you feeling today?” he prods, letting his thumb soothingly skim across the height of your cheekbones, the action drawing a barely audible sigh from your lips but he hears it nonetheless. 

You don’t have the energy or the care to shrug, so instead, you hum, the low tone speaking more words than you ever could have. 

“S’okay sweetheart. I understand,” he says, so terribly gentle with you, it makes your heart ache from the compassion that is rained down upon you. 

He puts an arm over you and draws you closer to him, pulling you flush to his chest, cocooning you with a blanket of warmth and love. The dancing fingers that were previously tickling your face now carcass your back, an action that is automatic by the man behind you, acting as if he would perish if he wasn’t touching you in some way. Or perhaps it would be you that would disappear before his very eyes. Unbeknown to you, that is his greatest fear. 

You note the lessened amount of curse words tonight, and you find yourself certain it is intentional, that when he truly cares; his words become delicate and the exuberance fades away. It gives you the courage to speak up, if only for a bit. 

“I’ll be okay. I just... get like this every now and then,” you whisper back, vulnerability laced in your words and written across your face. 

“I know you will, doll. You are my fucking firecracker. You will be okay,”.His words validate you, reinforcing the truth that you know deep down. Sometimes you just need someone else to tell you that you will survive and can quell the demons in your head. And that someone is him.

[ly-canthropewrites]

Are you still taking requests for Daryl Dixon? I would love to submit a request to you!! 😬🤞🏽

Hey baby  💖 The technical answer is yes. However, am I currently writing/writing for him now? So-so. 

I’m in the final semester of my university degree, so writing has been pushed to the side whilst I focus on getting through the next few months. Any writings I publish is more my own ideas based upon my latest obsession (aka Mayans MC). 

As always, and for anyone who wants to or has sent in requests, I am taking them - but I can’t lay promises on when they will be completed xx

[ly-canthropewrites]

IM LOVING YOU UP CLOSE!!!!!!😘😘😘😘😘🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰❤️💞❤️💞 I hope you have an awesome ass day baby!

Thank you, sweetheart - I needed this today 🥺❤️😘❤️😘❤️😘❤️😘❤️

[ly-canthropewrites]

Pairing: Ezekiel ‘Ez’ Reyes x Reader

Warnings: Smut

Word Count: 1421

A/N: This is a continuation on from this. Just to torture the likes of @blessedboo& @everyhowlmarksthedead 😏 @prdsdjarin I think you will appreciate the use of this gif 🥵

The public affair makes it painfully obvious, the loud jeering that bounces around the clubhouse a constant reminder that you could get caught.

Your actions have to be subtle. Biting at the fleshy palm of your hand or gnawing at your bottom lip is too indicative of your raunchy escapades, leaving nothing to act as a safety barrier for the pleasurable sounds that are threatening to escape except sheer willpower and fear.

Ez’s nails dig into your thighs, taut and harsh as he breathes deeply to control himself, face buried into the crook of your neck as your walls massage his cock, caught in his own struggle between savouring your warmth and fucking you senseless - regardless of the watchful eyes around you.

“Baby, lean back,” he groans, pressing a last kiss to your shoulder before he stands upright, watching you with greedy eyes as you lean back on your palms.

To the unknowing eye, it would look like you are simply chatting, soaking up a small moment where it is just the two of you and he isn’t running around fulfilling demands. However, they don’t know the extend of the moment - unaware how deeply Ez’s cock spears you open, throbbing flesh heating your blood and has you almost begging for a hard fuck.

“Is this what you wanted, baby girl?” Ezekiel murmurs lowly, smirking to himself when he spies your lips twitching, feebly controlling the cry that wants to escape.

He can’t push into you, opting to slowly rock his hips into yours, almost in time with the sensual Spanish music that echoes throughout the party.

“I can feel you clutching at me, preciosa, you feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock.”

Your eyes widen at the dirty words that spill from his mouth, cunt clenching achingly at his member, a traitorous action that reveals his profound effect.

“Ez...” you breathe out, barely a whisper that he almost misses the whine that is laced within the plead and instinctively, he pushes into you hard.

Hard enough to disturb the empty beer bottles that litter the bench top, a taunting clink audible as they bump against one another.

It is a miracle the incident doesn’t gain attention as a bottle falls and rolls along the wood, but nonetheless, you hold your breath and a hand shoots out to clutch at Ez’s forearm.

“They are drunk as fuck, mi amor, they won’t notice,” Ez reassures, battling his own fright internally and captures your attention again by firmly hooking his fingers beneath your chin, and guides your eyes back to his.

“Too fucking drunk to notice me fucking you slowly, mami,”

Each filthy sentence that flows from Ez’s poetic mouth intensifies your lust. He refuses to let your eyes wander from his, capturing you in a soul-chilling gaze and your breath hitches at the ravenous haze in his dark eyes. Ez’s hips subtly piston into yours, only ever rocking back millimetres before spearing deep into your cavern, grinding against your pelvis when he hits your limits. The rough denim of his jeans creates a delicious friction against your clit and you sob uncontrolled as it begins to get too much.

“You close, baby? Come on baby, you gonna cum for me, cum all over my cock in front of everyone. They don’t even know you are being fucked this good,” Ez groans, clenching his jaw when the music fades to a lull and for a few heartbeats, he can hear the sopping squelch of your pussy accepting his girthy meat.

Your wetness has saturated the front of his jeans, the wet denim would be uncomfortable in any other situation but to feel the evidence of your lust in each thrust has you dripping. Something about the absolute damnation of the fucking, so sinful and risky has you, oh so, hot and bothered.

A large palm runs up your side, sneakily running over your breast and squeezes the tender flesh, eliciting a softened moan from you. Ez only smirks, getting braver in his actions and his hand continues on its upwards journey; momentarily wrapping around your neck, thumb stroking delicately over your fluttering pulse before he moves up again, and contrastingly, cups your cheek in infatuation. 

You nuzzle into his palm, in comfort and as a guise, using the hardened skin to mask your whimpers and pants as Ez ruts sharply.

“Eyes on me baby, come on, let it go, I’ve got you,” He coos, a devilish gaze soaking up your wanton expression.

You are almost there, high from the lusty addiction of his manhood and his sin-enlaced words, pleasure indescribable burning through you, the coil in your loins pulling tighter and tighter, flames licking at exposed nerves, electricity snapping and crackling, Ez’s heavy gaze. And then, an explosion. Fiery-hot pleasure swirls and pulls you under, drowning you in white-blazed glory.

Ez is quick to capture your mouth with his, lapping up your wanton sounds, keeping them all to himself, for his ears only. You become lax in his arms, malleable beneath his selfish lips and Ez coaxes another delicious melody from you as he grinds against your trembling walls.

“Fuck, that’s it - that’s it mami, dios...” he swears and curses, desperation curling around the base of his spine as he seeks his own high. Rhythmically, your cunt milks him, hungry for its own rewards and it doesn’t take long for him to fall as well, your cries echoing in his ear pushes him over the edge.

A second wave of heat rushes through your veins as Ez gushes into your womb, white-sticky release painting your walls, a soothing sensation washing over you as you both lean against each other.

No-one can speak. Lethargy wraps a strong hand around you both. You are the first to speak, humming softly whilst you rest your cheek on Ez’s shoulder, running your tongue over your lips. Tiredness settles heavily into your bones and it’s a struggle to raise your hand high enough to cup Ez’s cheek, guiding the blissful man to face you. An almost dopey look sparkles in his eye and your lips curl upwards. The atmosphere relaxes from a frantic, lustful tone into something more gentle and loving, and you savour the fucked-out expression on your lovers face.

No words can be spoken and none are needed to share your thoughts. Ez pitches forward, anchoring his forehead against yours and nudges you with his nose. You giggle, a light, twinkling sound that makes him grin and as much as he loves to hear your happiness, right now, he silences it with a loving kiss.

“Yo, Boy Scout, stop makin’ out with your girl and ge— get me a beer!” Coco’s request is punctuated with an ungracious hiccup and you tip your head back in laughter.

“Back to your duties, prospect,” you tease, finally feeling sensation come back to your limbs and you run your hands up and down Ez’s arms; an adoring gesture.

“Looks like it,” He retorts, waggling his eyebrows before he pulls out of your sucking channel, and quickly manoeuvres to shove himself back within the confines of his jeans, leaving you lost and empty whilst he snags a couple of beers with his fingers.

You fix up your skirt, making sure nothing is left to be seen and your panties snap back into place, barely in time to barricade the slow drip of his cum as it seeps from your slit. The feeling makes you moan, a pout of your glossy lips at the erotic titillation and you rub your hands over your thighs, already feeling another gush of arousal spike. Ez notices your reaction and smirks, easily knowing what has you so whiny and he steps close to you, pressing a chaste kiss to your mouth.

“You are gonna sit here for the rest of the night, feeling me leak out of you baby, until I can drag you home and stuff you full again,” He purrs, grinning at your gasp and he can’t help but layer you with another kiss, ignoring the annoyed protest from his biker brother.

“Have fun,” Ez bites, swaggering away and sends you a cheeky wink, acting as if he hadn’t fucked your pussy, and as if the evidence of your coupling isn’t staining the front of his jeans.

Ezekiel Reyes is many, many things - an incubus is only one of them.

Tagging people I interact with from my main blog; 

@brattyfics @mycupoffanfiction @prdsdjarin @spookys-girl @my-rosegold-soul @ifoundmyhappythought @awildcur @starrynite7114 @soaronmywings @chibsytelford @rebel-without-cause-x @angelreyesgirl @blessedboo @everyhowlmarksthedead @strawberrywritings @crushed-pink-petals-writes @sadeyesgf @moonlit-void-to-the-far-unknown @utterlyhopeful-fics @gemini0410 @scribbuluswrites @elcococruz @cocotheclown​ @blackmissfrizzle @woahitslucyylu @ixazalvoh @sheeshgivemeabreak​ @blacvenus​ @breanime

[ly-canthropewrites]

Pairing: Ezekiel ‘Ez’ Reyes x Reader

Warnings: Smut

Word Count: 522

A/N: I blame @brattyfics​ for this. It’s a small continuation on from her fic here. I just couldn’t help myself...! Unbeta’d af.

You pout when Ez’s nimble fingers leave your skin as he steps away from you, grabbing the precursorily demanded beer, and begrudgingly delivers it to his pesky brother. Your skin burns with the ghostly touches of calloused hands and naturally, your thighs squeeze together to mask the throbbing ache at your centre whilst you remain perched upon the dimly lit bar top. The prospect couldn’t return to your side fast enough, almost comically fast as he slides behind the bar again and pries your crossed legs open once more. 

“Where were we?” He murmurs, leaning forward to brush his lips against yours in a chaste action, smirking at the keen that escapes your glossy lips. 

Ez knows exactly what you crave, feeling the same flush of lust course through his veins and achingly, he grinds his pelvis against yours, hissing as the friction only exemplifies his hunger. It takes only one quick glance around the room to solidify his irrational idea. 

“Baby,” you say softly, drawing his attention back to you and you moan satisfied when Ez kisses you. 

He moves so slowly, that in your tipsy state, you don’t even recognise the barely audible purr of his zipper opening. You are too distracted by his tongue exploring the cavern of your mouth with a fervent desire to memorise every unfamiliar bump and curve to notice his finger hooking around the dampening cover of your panties as he pulls the fabric to the side. Your most intimate spot barely protected by the flimsy material of your skirt. 

Your hips jolt when you feel the velvety-bulbous head of his cock press against your arousal soaked lips, a gasp hitching in your throat and Ez muffles your reaction by pressing your body against his chest. Leisurely, he presses into your warmth, scrunching his eyes closed as he is sheathed and rests flush against your cervix, your greedy walls fluttering around him. You moan hotly into your boyfriend’s mouth and fist at the edges of his leather kutte whilst your body trembles and careens, the pulsating pressure of him within tearing you at the seams. 

“Fuck, Ez,” you mewl. 

The lollipop stick is long forgotten, lost somewhere on the counter but as he kisses you, Ez can taste the remnants of sweetened raspberry on your tongue. 

A rambunctious laugh erupts from the corner of the clubhouse and the sudden sound makes you jump, unintendedly squeezing your core around Ez who groans out a pleasured sound and leans into the crook of your neck. Panic-stricken, you peek towards the source of the scare, finding only drunken outlaws uproaring at the results of a card game, with no unwanted eyes ascertaining the filth you and Ez are enrapt in. 

Ezekiel nips at your neck and leaves a smattering of wet markings upon your skin, grunting lowly as he ruts into you. Little, exhilarated pants echo into the humid air as you both find your pace; grinding, rubbing, pressing, stroking, riding, rutting, pushing, pumping. Movements that feel so hot and heavy, you struggle to sate the fire that burns you inside out and it leaves you gasping for air...

Tagging people I interact with from my main blog; @mycupoffanfiction @prdsdjarin @spookys-girl @my-rosegold-soul @ifoundmyhappythought @awildcur @starrynite7114 @soaronmywings @chibsytelford @rebel-without-cause-x @angelreyesgirl @blessedboo @everyhowlmarksthedead @strawberrywritings @sadeyesgf @moonlit-void-to-the-far-unknown @utterlyhopeful-fics @gemini0410 @scribbuluswrites @elcococruz @cocotheclown

[r3volutionary-queen]

Hi. I just want to say to every single person who has ever commented on my writing that I smile so big and so fucking hard the whole time that I am replying that my face actually hurts by the end.

In a time when things are stressful, unknown, unjust, and just plain hard... thank you for that joy. I appreciate you.

[randomslasher]

I get antsy when I haven’t produced content in awhile. I worry I’ll be forgotten. I feel like I have to keep buying my place in fandom with stuff like art and writing. Which makes it hard to produce content because that’s a lot of pressure to put on my creativity muses. So I sit here worrying instead. 

Bleh. 

[preludeinz]

HOLY SHIT THIS IS SUCH A MOOD

[solarrow-deactivated20180401]

To everyone in the fandom who has been posting this the last few days: You are not obligated to continuously produce content. You are valued within this community by others, no matter what. I promise you that. You will not be forgotten. Don’t feel pressured. Do things in your own time. You are awesome. You are talented and you are welcome here always.

[oatmeal]

This is from a comic about being creative. Read the rest on my website:  8 things I’ve learned about creativity.

[thehumming6ird]

A whole big-ass mood right now… Number 6 in particular is calling me out hard!

[jackironsides]

I swear I managed to reblog this before without noticing the link to the rest of the comic, which. Whoops.

[solariumss-deactivated20201022]

So I have been thinking… I know I’m not the only one who wants to know about a fic’s idea and how the writer came up with the whole story etc

So I thought… Why not look at the most interesting fics, read them, and then interview the author who wrote them? Or pick out a few fic writers, interview them and allow you, the reader, to ask questions too. 

Would you guys like that?? Would you guys want it to be on here or on a sideblog? 

[ly-canthropewrites]

Guys, check out my chicka because she is cool and all 🤷🏼‍♀️

[pastanest-deactivated20221229]

Recommendations Masterlist: Daryl Dixon

all these fics I have personally read and adored, and I’ve messaged each author individually to make sure they’re alright with me adding their work to this list.

feel free to recommend more blogs! Im gonna keep adding to this list for as long as Im reading Daryl content!

fluff — smut — angst — series

@twdsexual - Daryl Having A Crush On You: this is a headcannon, but it is easily the most lovely headcannon I’ve ever had the pleasure of reading!! so much detail and depth put into it, I absolutely love this. huge props to the writer for being able to do something like this with a headcannon!

@imamotherfuckingstar-lord - Focus On The Road: this is a smut and it is GLORIOUS!! particularly blew my mind with how impactful the subtle changes are to Daryl’s behaviour after the “exchange”.

@writerzunite - Dance With Me: flirty fluff, oh boy oh boy oh boy, you KNOW how to get to me! this is a beautiful imagine, perfectly capturing Daryl’s shyness being somewhat overshadowed by his need to ask questions and figure the reader out, liquor fuelling his confidence in addressing his own thoughts, it’s just...WOW!!! really really love this one!

@writerzunite - Calling: I couldnt decide between this and Dance With Me because I regard both (and this author) so highly, and in the end I decided to choose both!! this ones is another imagine, written gorgeously, and the combination of protective Daryl and a strong reader is described so perfectly here! just the simple phrase “Pretty dress” says SO MUCH, this writer truly knows how to create masterpieces.

@ladylibby - Let Me In: this is a series that I ADORED reading, truly cannot put into words how much I love the concept, the gradual development of the connection between characters, the unique backstory elements; it’s simply wonderful!

@puppypopcornpizza - Snowflakes: this person’s writing style is pure poetry, and it is beyond beautiful. this piece in particular spoke volumes in every word, it feels so carefully thought out and perfectly orchestrated, with only necessary details that are ridiculously sweet. to the anon that recommended this account to me, I cannot thank you enough, because the work on this blog is utter bliss to read.

@ly-canthropewrites - Trust And Security: this is beautifully written, and from an author I absolutely adore. conveys the emotional connection without the label of a relationship, perfectly, and does so with a level of grace and adoration that is just gorgeous. I will forever be in love with this writer’s work!!

@crossbowking - By Your Side: (not super angsty but there isnt a lot of angst on this list at all lmao) another author I’ve adored for a long time!! this concept is one that I’ve frequently seen with Daryl, but the way this one ended...my goodness, it really hit me. a truly remarkable variation that makes it totally unique, takes a lot of skill to make a concept like this unique! utterly heartwarming!

@twdeadfanfic - Mine: this! one! is! so! cute!!!!! the idea of Daryl’s s/o talking less than him and protectiveness causes an outburst from her? my HEART! there is so much on this author’s masterlist that is absolutely worth reading, there is so much there, so please go and check out as much of it as possible!

more to be added!!

[ly-canthropewrites]

@pastanest I honestly love you so damn much. I see your blog, your fics, your comments across my dash and notifications and they bring the biggest smile to my face. You are amazing, lovely, fantastic, adoring - just a beautiful soul ❤️😘

[cathwritestragediesnotsins]

New tag game bc ily

Tag all of ur favorite content creators to let them know they are appreciated!!!

I’m gonna tag a whole ass grocery list of ppl, you ready?

 @writingsbychlo @t-lostinmendes @madmadmilk @twdeadlysins @prpl-dinosaur @bakedcrispss @im-a-writer-right @ddixons-angel @moonlit-void-to-the-far-unknown @incorrect-tpn @spideyyeet @spidey-babe-parker @parkersbliss @ask-levi-ackerman @ladylibby @liberty-barnes @dreamsofpilots @mrs-hollandstan @loloisafangirl @t-o-m-holland @hollandroos @i-make-fake-social-media @baseballbitch116 @waitimcomingtoo @lousimusician @cxddlyash @phen0l @mf-despair-queen @bilesbilinskix @someofusarequeer @rememberstilinski @stiles-o-dylan24 @crossbowking @dixonious @twdsunshine @sourwolf-sterek32 @showmeth3stars @kingtwhiddleston @twdeadfanfic @badassrayofsunshine @ly-canthropewrites @luci-in-trenchcoats @supernatural-jackles @daryldixonlove69

[ly-canthropewrites]

@cathwritestragediesnotsins 😍😍😍😘😘😘 Love ya!!!! And thank you!!!!!!

Just some blogs off the top of my head but not limited to; @pastanest @yespolkadotkitty @mrsaugustwalker @yoursecretsmutblog @solariumss @toomanystoriessolittletime @fanficsrusz @nuns-and-roses @darklydeliciousdesires

(Edit): @therantygeek !!!!!! You!!!!! Girl!!!!!! Amazing!!

[memeasaurus-promptus]

Please Reblog This If It’s Okay To:

Send questions about yourself

Ask questions to/about your characters

Ask about your headcanons 

Send questions about your works (fanfics, art, music, RPs, etc) 

Ask about popular ships/headcanons

Ask about plot ideas you’ve had but haven’t acted upon yet (snippets of AUs, a scenario you wish to write/draw but haven’t gotten to yet)

Questions about other ships/headcanons that aren’t as popular or are rarepairs

Questions or comments about favorite tropes, headcanons, characters, foods, weather, or anything else you are okay in answering!

[ly-canthropewrites]

Feel free!!! Lovely discussions help this writer continue to write xo I swear I’m friendly lol!

[ly-canthropewrites]

Is that Rome in your background 😅 sorry I wonder haha

Hiya! Good eye! It is Roma, if my poor memory serves me correctly haha. And never apologise! xx

[ly-canthropewrites]

Trust and Security was so good! It melted my cold ice heart and that is no small task! Your writing was spectacular as well and you obviously work hard. Thank you so much for writing!💚

I’ve been sitting on this for a while, and I just want to say thank you so much! I never thought Trust and Security would blow up like it has! And I am so happy that you, and others, have been enjoying my writing!!  I try to work hard haha - thats why any updates and writing is so far inbetween because it has to be /perfect/. 

Much love xox 

[ly-canthropewrites]

For everyone who has requested a fic, don't worry - I have gotten it! I keep ahold of them so I don't lose the idea hehe x

[ly-canthropewrites]

⭐️ i hope ur day is going well!! ur great!! ⭐️

Its fantastic because of you honey! I hope you have a great day/night!