[dorkyvillain-deactivated2018040]

Possibilities ~3

Part 2 

@emmarablack @rosebloodstuffandthangss

“Walk, go on..” Negan nudged you with Lucille, stumbling forward. You continued your walking to where Negan was leading you, it was more like he was pushing Lucille onto your back. It didn’t hurt, but the feeling was uncomfortable. 

You walked into a room, dim room, it was big. A bed with blue bed sheets, a closet and a cabinet. But what bothered Negan was that he saw a pair of shoes on the floor. It wasn’t his. It was one of his wives, he growled grabbing them throwing them out of the room.

“ I told her to get all her shit..” He mumbled underneath his breath. “ Who are you talking about?” you had heard him, he wasn’t that quite. “ One of my wives, she’s good for fucking only. She’s got less of a brain then a walker.” 

His words made you shiver, he was pretty tall for a man like him. You had to look up at him slightly as he walked closer. Just the way he was looking you at made you tense. Breathing became shortened as he stood in front of you, looking down at you like you were a small mouse. 

“ You know what I do to women like you?” Gulping, nodding your head. He kneel his head down, his breath on your face. “ I am going to make you regret opening your mouth to me. The more you talk back at me the more I’ll make you beg for me mouse.” 

He cupped your face with his hand, squeezing as your lips squeezed together. “ I am going to make you my mouse..” 

His hands went down to grip your waist pulling you harshly against him. A whimper escaped your lips. “ Hush” His lips went to your neck, kissing it first then sucking on it. You didn’t want this, you weren’t a virgin. You gave you virginity to someone else.

Rick.

Yes, Rick. He was the one who took your virginity. 

“ Please..don’t..” He picked up his head from your neck, “ You’re mine now mouse. I own you.” He hissed, his hands gripping your ass pulling you closer, flushed against his body. 

His lips went back to your neck, nibbling, sucking on the skin, pulling on it. He was going to leave bruises there. 

“ I-I don’t w-want to” you were upsetting him you knew that but you didn’t want to sleep with him. He was disgusting and Glenn was still on your mind. “ I owe you mouse, I’ll fuck you anyway I want too. Now shut up” He growled. 

You pulled away from him, stepping back bumping into the closet. He chuckled darkly making his way over to you. Grabbing you by your hips, squeezing hard as he leaned down, “ Don’t push me to something I don’t want to do. The only thing I want to do to you is fuck you, fuck you good and fuck that pretty mouth of yours.” 

“ I-I-” 

“ Spit it out mouse!” He snapped, he was running out of patience. “ I’m not used to roughness..” you mumbled.

“ Too bad, just thinking about how I’m going to give it to you turns me on. Fuck..” 

Whimpers escaped your mouth, “ Look mouse, I am not going to rape you.” 

He licked his lips as he looked you over, he took a deep breath. “ You and I are going to play a few games. Like Catch, but I’m the one chasing you”

He threw his head back laughing before he walked over to the other door which you thought was the bathroom. You were right, hearing the water turned on. He was taking a shower. Sliding down the wall, you brought your knees to your chest. 

What was Daryl doing? Was he thinking about you? How was Carl doing? Rick? Maggie? Oh Maggie, you wished you were there for her. You didn’t want to be here. No where near Negan. You were trapped. 

A mouse. That’s  your nickname. You were small and innocent but that’s what he thought. He doesn’t know you. 

You ended up in his bed, moving far away from him as possible. Curled up in a ball, silently crying to yourself. You hated being around him, you just wanted to go back. Back to your brother. To Rick. To your friends. 

Shower turned off, your ears perked up hearing it. Sniffing, wiping your tears from your face as you waited. The door opened revealing Negan in without a shirt with pjs hung on his hips. A blush creeped your cheeks as you looked at him, he chuckled looking down at you from where you were laying.

“ You see something you like mouse?” He put his thumbs into the inside of his pj bottoms, your breathing stopped as you saw what he was trying to do. Rushing past him into the bathroom, he laughed from the other side.

“ Don’t worry mouse, for now I won’t show you anything but you’ll be begging for me sooner or later. I’ll show you a whole show.” 

Hands on the sink as you looked at yourself in the mirror, you had to do this. It wasn’t that he was unattractive, he just killed people out of enjoyment. Shaking your head, you opened the bathroom door seeing Negan laying in bed. He heard the door opened, looking over at you confused to why you didn’t shower yet.

“ Just fuck me.. let’s get it over with” A smirk made it’s way to his lips, sitting up he pulled you to him. “ I don’t do the whole sappy loving thing. I fuck women real good. I give it to them hard. His hand reached over to your pants, unbuckling them and pulling them down as they laid in the pool of your feet. Stepping out, throwing them aside, he growled seeing you in panties. He liked what he saw. 

Licking his lips, his eyes roamed your legs. 

Your heart begins to pound fast when he reaches out to you pulling you down before changing positions as he hovers over you, gazing down at you with a smirk.

“ My, my, my, my mouse, I bet your going to taste half as good as I imagined” 

It would’t be too far before he starts, leaning down his lips grazed your ear making you whimper. His rough, large hand found your shirt sliding it off of you, tossing it somewhere in the room. 

“ My dick is so hard for you” He removed his pj pants and ripped your bra off with one hand. His hand went past your breast to your stomach to your underwear where he took it off while looking down at you. 

“ I can smell you from here.. mmm” He hovered over you, smirking. You gasped feeling the tip of his dick near your lips. Gasping for air knowing the pain was about come, “ You’ll enjoy this too mouse.” 

He pushed himself into you, you winced freezing feeling him inside you. When he pulled back out, he grunted and pushed himself back in. Going harder and faster each time. Tears ran down your cheeks as you stared at the ceiling above you.

“ You’re.. so.. tight.. damn..” He muttered, you gasped clawing at his shoulders as he went deeper. The pain had gotten away replacing with pleasure, it felt good but was so wrong. “ Scream my name, mouse” 

You did as he asked, he growled into your ear thrusting more, panting throwing his head back moaning. He was getting sloppier meaning he was going to cum, you were as well as you felt your stomach tied in knots. 

He thrusted one more time before he climaxed while you gasped grabbing his shoulder climaxing after him. He collapsed over you, panting, he chuckled.

“ You are staying with me. My mouse.” 

He gotten up after sliding out of you, getting dressed. He brushed his hair back putting his leather jacket on, grabbing Lucille walking out the door, he returned saying, “ Shower mouse, you look like you need it. I have some business to take care of.” 

He left. 

You laid in bed, panting, hurting and whimpering crawling into a ball as tears streamed down your cheeks. 

[thewalkingdead-imagines]

Negan One Shot ~ “Million Dollar Man”

Besides having deep feelings for Negan, his methods lead the reader into a conflict with herself and her feelings

Requested

It is (as requested) based on the song “million dollar man” by Lana del Rey, you don’t need to know it to understand the imagine but in case you wanna read the lyrics before you can find them here.

You walked through the cold hallways of the sanctuary, the flickering cold lights above you while you felt how Negans arm wrapped around you waist. “So where does my darling go?”, he asked smirking at you while he pulled you closer. “Wanted to catch some fresh air”, you said to him while a smile formed on your lips. “Youre going to join me?”, you asked looking at him. “I’d fucking love to but I gotta do an announcement”, he said while you sighed. “Well, your man is a fucking busy man, but I’m gonna make sure that we got some fucking alone time today…Why don’t you come with me? You can catch some fucking fresh air later on”, he said smirking at you while he stroke his salt and pepper beard.  “I’d fucking love to have you with me in there”, he said smirking as he pointed at the door that lead to the hall.  “Alright”, you said as he opened the door. “Ladies first”, he said smirking while he waved inside, walking behind you as you walked through the door. Negan winked at you before he went closer to the railing and looked down to the people. Immediately the hall that had been filled with voices just seconds ago went quiet and you heard how their knees hit the floor. Negan turned grinning around to you and waved you over. You walked towards him and felt how he pulled you closer while your glance fell on the kneeling people. Even if it felt somehow strange seeing them bow down like this you couldn’t deny that it somehow fascinated you how someone was capable to get people this far. While you heard Negans voice sounding through the hall you wondered how every single one of them got here. You knew what Negan was capable of doing, you knew how cruel he could be and that was next to his wives, who were now just people again who worked for points, a reason you held yourself back from falling for him a long time. You met Negan not the way a lot people meet him, you hadn’t have to see how he bashed a friends head. You were alone, had fought yourself through this horrible world for a long time with nobody by your side as you met Negan with some of his men in the middle of the woods. You had no real choice between going with them or not, you had learned how to survive alone but deep down inside you had craved to be part of something again and a place so that you didn’t have to move every single night, where you didn’t have to fear that a herd of walkers was around every corner.  You had met so many bad people while you were out there, you survived the goddamn living hell but in all this time you had never met someone who was in any way comparable to Negan. The way he was behaving, talking whatever you just didn’t know where you could sort him in. After all this time you thought nothing could surprise you. But after the moment you had met him you were surprised by so many things you couldn’t even count them anymore. And this man was even if you didn’t like to admit it to yourself fascinating with his charisma and his charm.  And this charisma and this charm had awoken something in you while the affection he clearly had have for you supported that.  While you were busy denying what you felt, it was developing even more in you as he showed his caring side. He was screwed up for sure, he was crazy as hell but at the same time he had something you werent even able to describe. Something that captured you and that let your affection for him grow uncontrollably, especially after you knew how he was feeling for you, what he’d do for you, what sides he showed when you were alone and how he changed at least a little bit through you. Hell, you never planned falling for him, you never wanted to but that’s the thing with feelings. They don’t do what you want them to. As Negans voice stopped sounding through the hall you looked at him while he turned around to you, smirking, while the people were still on their knees. ”You should let them get up again”, you muttered before you felt how Negan placed his lips on yours. His kisses put you into some kind of trance where you just didn’t know what was happening as you were amazed by him no matter what and while you felt how your feelings were messing with your head. They created some warmth in you that flowed through every inch of your body and let you sink deeper into his kiss. “Not yet”, you heard Negan mutter smirking against your lips before his locked with yours again, the warmth flowing again through your body while you were filled with joy. Negan let go of the kiss and looked smirking into your eyes. “And now let them get up”, you said chuckling while he kept grinning. “Alright, Alright all what my Lady fucking pleases”, he said chuckling while he was dramatically waving his hand in some serving pose. “As you were”, he shouted chuckling before he turned around to you again. “I gotta settle something but I’d fucking love to continue after that”, he said winking at you, a big grin on his lips while you rolled your eyes laughing before you realized what “settling something” usually meant.  As Negan saw your changing glance you saw how he swallowed. “It has to be done”, he said as he enclosed your head with his hands looking deeply into your eyes. He knew what you thought about that. You swallowed as Negan let go of you and swung his bat over his shoulder, looking over to you once again before he left through the door that was leading outside. After Negan had left, you walked outside and leaned against the railing as your glance fell on the tied up walkers in the cages where some faces were still recognizable from the time those bodies weren’t rotting flesh craving beasts but humans and the people that had to hurry through the cages to not get bitten by the walkers while they were tying down the new ones. You swallowed at this view, knowing that the man you felt so deeply for was responsible for all this. Not just the ones in the cage, doesn’t matter if living or undead. Also the people who worked for him at the sanctuary who were just his puppets. The people that were caged in the dark and tiny cells. The groups he terrorized. And so much more. You couldn’t get those two versions of him together. “Getting sentimental?”, you heard a female voice say as you looked into the direction where the voice came from. Laura. You looked down to her scoffing while she leaned against a wall at the end of the stairs looking grinning at you. “Maybe you should stop fucking Negan if you’re not getting along with his methods”, she said chuckling while she crossed her arms. “Let me worry about that, Laura”, you growled looking away from her. You didnt plan to let her provoke you, thats just what she wanted. “Oh I’m gonna (Y/N), but you should know that he’s beating the shit out of someone right now.  I mean…, I just wanted to let you know in case you wanted to watch. Its really entertaining by the way”, she said with an overdone fake smile on her lips while she walked past you back inside. You scoffed rolling your eyes while you looked away from the walkers in the cage to the trees of the woods that swung slightly in the wind. Thinking about her words you felt the slight urge to gag while your hands tightened around the metallic railing. Even when you loved Negan, knowing what he was doing in these moments stung you. And that also accompanied you while you walked back to your room. As Negan walked into your shared room he looked at you with a big grin on his face, chuckling while he leaned Lucille against the wall. You looked at the bat that was covered in blood daubing the floor under it into a dark red. The same red as the blood splatters on Negans chin and chest had. You swallowed as he walked over to you placing his hands on your waist as he smirked down at you. “Couldn’t fucking wait to see you again, Sweetheart”, he said chuckling as he leaned down kissing you while the disgusting smell of blood entered your nose. While you felt your heart beating faster, a comfortable feeling streaming through your body filling you with warmth you were destracted by the thought of who he had murdered to be splattered with blood. And it just showed you again that he was next to the Negan you knew also the insane murderer that bashed peoples head while he laughed. “Darling, are you fucking okay? You’re normally a bit more active when we’re fucking kissing”, he said but while his mouth smirked his eyes looked concerned at you. Your eyes wandered from his to his chin, to his neck, to his chest where your hands laid on the marks the blood one of his victims had left. “It’s the fucking blood, now isn’t it?”, he asked while you felt his intense glance on your body as you looked up at him. “You know that I love you, right Negan? You know that. And you also know that I’d go through everything with you, right?”, you said looking into his eyes before raising your voice again. “It’s just hard to see the one you love doing such things”, you said swallowing. “I fucking know that you’ll never be fucking okay with that. You never were and you’re never gonna be. But it has to be done. It fucking just has to. There are rules for a fucking reason. We’re building up a fucking community”, he said looking at you. “But how big is the price you’re paying for that, others are paying for that”, you said while Negans eyes didn’t leave yours. “Giant but it’s fucking worth it”, he muttered before he raised his voice again. “But (Y/N), I’d never fucking let something happen to you, you know that right?”, he said still looking at you, his glance serious. He meant it. You nodded before you felt how his lips pressed on yours again, the warmth back in your body. In the night you woke up, feeling Negans Arms slung around you, holding you tight, his head nuzzled into the curve of your neck. Your thoughts kept you awake, the pictures that showed how Negan bashed someones head just wouldn’t disappear and you tried to let them vanish through cuddling closer to him, feeling his warmth and the calm and peaceful presence he was exuting right now. You listened to his steady heartbeat while you felt his warm breath on your body as you noticed how the pictures finally faded. But you still couldn’t fall asleep. Even if you didnt want to wake him up you were rolling your body slowly around, trying to find the right position until you heard a drowsy groan coming from Negan. You looked up to him while he smirked at you, his eyes looking sleepy in yours. “Can’t sleep, huh?”, he asked placing his hand under your chin and lifting it slightly up. You nodded looking at him while he began to smirk as he leaned over you and began to place kisses on your collarbones before he slowly began to work his way up to your neck as you hummed in approval while you heard him softly chuckle. Moments like these showed you how much you loved him and that feeling he gave you was way stronger than every doubt you could ever have. Yes, even this screwed up man had feelings, even if you were the only one he devoted them to and who got to see and feel them. You would follow him anywhere, just as he would follow you. “Better now?”, he asked smirking at you while you nodded bringing him down to kiss you. “I love you”, you muttered against his lips. “And I fucking love you too”

[dorkyvillain-deactivated2018040]

Dimples ~4

Part 3

@miss-nori85 @emmarablack

MasterList

Walking over to where Jeffrey’s car was. He was standing outside of it, leaning against it. Worry itched his face as he watched you walk closer. He had heard what Norman had said. 

“ Hey” you spoke softly when you reached him. Jeffrey had his arms crossed against his chest, a frown on his face, leather jacket on. He looked good.

“ You alright?” he motions with his hands not wanting to bring up what he just heard but you nodded your head giving him a soft, “ yeah.” 

Your gaze turned to his truck, “ This yours?” you ask softly brushing your fingertips on top of the hood. 

“ She’s all mine, yes. Do you like her?” “ it’s nice” a soft smile appears on your lips looking at the truck.Tonight you were going to go back to your house rather than be at the trailers, who knows Norman might be there. You were kinda scared seeing him after he yelled at you.

Never in the year you knew him, he never yelled at you. What’s got into him?

Jeffrey opened the door leaning on it, he was watching you. 

“ Are you sure you’re okay? We can go out again at another time”you shook your head. “ No, No, I’m fine. Promise” He nodded his head, you made your way over to the door, climbing into the passenger seat. He closed the door before rushing to the other side getting in. 

“ Where we going handsome?” you got him surprised when he heard you call him handsome. He threw you a dimple smile, “ I thought I take you to the beach. I heard you like watching the waves sometimes.” 

He had talked to Norman about your favorite things. You wondered what else had Norman told him. 

“ Really? I love the ocean. It calms me” Jeffrey nodded. He already knew that but seeing the smile on your face lightning up made his heart skip faster. 

“ Too cute” he mumbled underneath his breath hearing you continue to talk about the ocean. Chuckling, he start the truck backing up before driving off. 

Sitting on the sand, your shoes were off feeling the sand in between your toes watching the waves. It was getting dark but you didn’t mind. Jeffrey sat by you watching the waves. He had a basket with him by his side, a glass of wine in your hand while he drank water. He was driving after all, as much as he wanted a glass he just drank water. 

Jeffrey turned his head watching as the wind blew your hair, the side of your face shining with the moonlight. You were beautiful and it took his breath away how someone like you was single after all the years. He had thought that Norman would be the one to win you over. 

To his luck, it was him who was winning your heart. Laying down,not caring that the sand gotten into your hair as you looked up into the night sky. 

“ What are you thinking about?” He asks doing the same thing moving closer to you. Biting your bottom lip, you didn’t want to tell him that you were thinking about Norman. Something in Norman had changed. 

“ How this moment is perfect” you half lied. It was perfect, being with Jeffrey made you feel safe and happy. He moved closer, taking your hand in his interlacing his fingers with yours. 

“ Did you know how beautiful you are?” you shook your head, a small smile lighten up on the edge of your lips. He hovers above you, “ You’re the most beautiful women I have ever lied eyes on.”

A blush reached your cheeks as you gazed up at him.

“ It’s getting late,maybe we should head back?” He asked after a moment of staring into your eyes. You frowned not wanting this night to end, not at all. You loved being around him. 

“ Hey, don’t frown. I don’t like seeing a frown on those luscious lips” Jeffrey stood up offering his hand for you to take, you slipped your hand in his as he pulled you. Stumbling into him, he caught you in his arms chuckling. 

“ You alright there?” you nodded, holding onto his arms. What had came over you? What was this man doing to you? 

Gazing up at him, he smiled, dimples smile making you smile as your dimples revealed themselves. 

“ You have some nice dimples there” he poked one. Swatting his hand, giggling as you pushed him turning around racing to his car with him running behind you trying to catch you.

Giggling, you side stepped, zig zag to the car, running around him. He laughed chasing you to the truck. Reaching the truck with your back to it, panting. Jeffrey trapped you in between the truck. His hands on either sides of you trapping you. 

Leaning down, inches away from you. You could feel his breath on your face before he went passed you brushing his facial hair against your cheek making you smile. His lips brushed your ear, “ Caught you.” 

He winked as he pulled away from you chuckling seeing your red cheeks. Jeffrey walked to the driver side, watching you with his hands on top of the truck.

“ Hey! that wasn’t nice” he shrugged opening the door getting in. You followed slipping inside to the passenger seat. 

“ Who said I was nice?” He turned on the ignition, the car roared to life. Rolling your eyes you mumbled underneath your breath.

“ What was that?” He asks. 

“ I said you are something else” 

He simple smiled before driving off. 

Jeffrey ended up driving you back to your apartment, he kissed your cheek goodnight before you slipped out of the car watching him back up driving down the road. Turning to walk to your house, you didn’t notice the figure sitting there.

Stopping in your tracks, sighing seeing him sitting on the steps. 

“ Mind telling me what your doing here?” His head shot up at your voice. He looked tired and looked like he was crying. 

“ Norman?” He moved his hair away from his eyes so you could see him better. His puffy eyes giving you that he was indeed crying. But why? Over you? 

“ What’s wrong?” you sat besides him placing your hand on his knee. He froze at your touch, looking down at your hand on his thigh. 

“ I.. wanted..to.. see you..” He said softly rubbing his hands together not making eye contact with you. 

“ Okay…” you haven’t forgotten his outburst before you left to see Jeffrey. “ I’m sorry..” He said after a few minutes. “ I’m sorry I yelled at you. I’m sorry I scared you. I’m sorry of being angry at you…I’m not angry at you.. more angry with myself..”

“ Why?” He shook his head not giving you an answer. 

“ Why?” you asked again. “ Norman, what made you so angry? Was it something I said?” 

“ I said it wasn’t you Y/N…” He looked over at you, his nose was red. His hair laid underneath a cap. He wore a flannel, jeans and boots on his feet. 

“ How long have you been waiting out here? You must be cold” 

“ A couple of hours..” he mumbles.

“ You hungry?” 

“ No but I could use a beer” He mumbles scratching his chin. 

“ Come inside..” you got up walking up the steps to the door. He stood up turning around following you as you led him inside.

Hopefully whatever got him mad would blow over. If you only knew what was going to happen.

[sweet-villain]

Dimples ~2 ~Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Part 1

You could feel his breath as he leaned closer, whispering against your ear, “ Don’t be scared. I’m human too after all.” 

Jeffrey wasn’t one of the guys that were ripped, he was more of an older ruffed kinda guy. You always liked that in men, older once even when you were just a teen. 

His rough hand was on your shoulder as he still was leaning into your side, Norman who was watching this could see the effect that Jeffrey had on you. He sneakily took a picture of you two. But he forgot to turn off the flash, your eyes blinked before glaring over at him.

“ Norman!” 

He was typing on his phone something before you tried to reach him, over Jeffrey too who was laughing at the two of you. 

Taking Norman’s phone in your hands seeing he was about to tweet to the world. “ You. aren’t. posting. this.” 

Norman tried to reach over Jeffrey for his phone but it was no use since you turned your back away and deleted the post going to his pictures to delete the pictures. But stopping seeing a certain album he has.

Turning in your seat, you glanced at him with a raised eyebrow, “ Why do you have an album of me.. with you..?” Jeffrey paused from trying from getting Norman to getting to you as he looked down at Norman.

A blush reached Norman’s cheeks before he took the phone away from your grasp mumbling to himself. He walked away leaving you and Jeffrey, “ What was that all about?”

“ No idea” he turned to gaze at you. His brown eye standing out, they were like pools of swirls of chocolate in a bowl going in circles. 

“ You know, I’m a fan of the show Y/N, you are one of my favorite characters” 

“  Thank you, I’m a fan too if you couldn’t already tell” He chuckled looking down at your hands that were laid on the counter. They were small with two rings on one hand. On your index finger and on your middle finger. 

“ I’m a big fan of the show, could I get a little hint on what’s going to happen?” 

You chuckled, “ You know I can’t do that.” 

Leaning close to him, “ But I can tell you that Elizabeth is much stronger than she looks. She might be the care, cry her heart out but she’s brave. She protects those who made a place in her heart. Even if Daryl and her bicker, he’s always going to be her brother and her best friend.” 

“ She sounds amazing” He said. 

“ Uh, sorry to interrupt Y/N” you turned your head seeing Lauren standing there, with Emily supporting her. “ We’re going to go, are you going to be okay?”

You turned your head seeing Jeffrey with your phone in his hands. Why did he have your phone? “ How did you..” your eyes motion to the phone, he laughed before placing it in your hands.

“ You have my number dimples, call me sometimes or I’ll call you” He winked drinking his drink all at once before placing some cash on the table as he got up.

“ See you later brown eyes” He smiled at the nickname heading backwards watching you as you sat there looking at him. But as he was walking backwards, he ended up bumping into a guy causing him to fall over, you bursted out laughing. 

“ You okay?” you rushed over seeing if he was okay, he was lying on the floor laughing. “ I’m alright” he got up slowly, dusting his hands before he leaned over pulling you into a hug.

Was this for real? He was hugging you, you wrapped your arms around his back breathing in his scent. He smelled so good. You didn’t want to let go but you did because then things would be awkward. 

“ Have a good night dimples” 

“ You too brown eyes” 

He walked out the door with you staring in awe, with the girls giggling behind you. 

That just happened. 

“ Did you like meeting Jeffrey last night?” Norman asked as he was throwing a ball the next day to you outside the trailers. He was in his Daryl outfit with all the first, greasy hair and vest on. You were in your Elizabeth’s outfit, with jeans but ripped on the knee, wearing a dirty tank top with a red flannel over it with your hair up in a pony tail. 

“ I did, he’s such a great actor and seems like a great guy” Throwing the ball back to him. He squinted his eyes due to the sun hitting his eye sight, rolling the ball in his hands. 

“ I’ve known him for awhile now. Do you like him?” Norman felt something inside of him that he didn’t feel for a long time. He doesn’t know what it is but he doesn’t like it. 

“ I don’t even know the guy Norman. We just met yesterday” He shrugged looking down at the ground kicking randomly. 

“ What’s wrong?” 

“ Nothin’ “ He said in his Daryl’s voice. He threw the ball over his shoulder as he walked away leaving you hanging. “ What the hell..” you mumbled rolling your eyes. Sometimes Norman can be a dick for no reason. He was your best friend and it hurts when he treats you like this. 

Walking inside your trailer, plopping on the couch you had there before reaching for your phone on the table in front of you seeing you had one new message. A smile lit on your face knowing it was Jefferey who texted you.

Hey there cupcake

Cupcake? Who was he calling a cupcake? You were no where near as good as one. 

“ Cupcake? Were on Nickname term know Morgan? Okay eye candy”

Laying your phone on your stomach with your feet on the table, today was a long day. Norman has brought your mood down a bit. Buzz, your phone buzzed. Picking it up, you smiled at the text. 

Would you want to see me tonight cupcake?

He wanted to see you again. He must be really into you then. You didn’t want to jump into dating him, you wanted to get to know him more. 

 Are you asking me out on a date?

Your heart sped up faster. What if it was a date? You didn’t want to lead him on, he was a gorgeous guy but you didn’t want to rush into anything. 

Depends on if you want it to be

Biting the inside of your cheek, you sighed. Maybe one date couldn’t hurt. 

It’s a date

Finishing up the day before rushing back to your trailer. It seems you spend more and more time there, wait you didn’t ask him where should you meet him. Quickly texting him where you should, he responded back with where you met last night. 

Looking through the clothes in your trailer, you saw some nice skinny jeans, putting those one with a crop top that looked alright, leather jacket to finish the outfit. Putting on some boots, your hair was to the side with light make up. 

As you walked out of your trailer, Norman was sitting outside his looking out at the sky. His head turned to glance at you seeing you dressed up.

“ Where you going?” He asked

Turning your head, started by seeing him there, “ Sorry.” He sees you jump, nodding your head, “ I’m going on a date..” He paused before taking a double look at you.

He was in awe, you looked beautiful. Jealousy filled his eyes as he wondered who you were going with. 

“ With who?” 

“ Why does it matter?” you shrugged. He never acted like this before. Why is he acting like you were nothing to him anymore. 

He remained silent, looking down at his shoes like they were the most interesting things in the world. 

“ I’m going out with Jeffrey, happy?” 

He didn’t say anything as you left to go on your motorcycle. Norman had taught you how to ride one since he rides one playing Daryl. You loved it, your bike was your baby and your world. 

Norman gave you it for your birthday. He knew you wanted one. It was special, your name was engraved into the bike.

Driving to the bar where you met Jeffrey, parking the bike and hopping off seeing another bike parked as well. Nice bike, you thought before walking into the bar searching for Jeffrey.

He was easy to spot, he had no hat on this time. He wore a leather jacket, jeans. Almost the same thing you were wearing.

“ Twins tonight, eh?” you asked walking up to him. He turned to face you as soon as he hear your voice, he chuckled. 

“ Where we going tonight eye candy?” 

“ Just trust me” he held out his hand for you to take, placing your small hand into his large one as he led you outside to the bike you were looking at before.

“ This is yours?” you motioned to the bike. He nodded, you smirked pointing you yours.

“ That’s mine” he gasped before mumbling sounding like, “ you’re my kind of women.” 

Brushing it off, “ How are we getting there?” He pointed to his bike. “ What about mine?” 

“ I’ll drive you back”

He handed you an extra helmet before he got on his bike, starting it. You loved the sound the bike made when it roared to life. Slipping behind him, wrapping your arms around him. 

Jeffrey drove to the streets, you were holding on tight watching everything as you rode behind him. 

Everything felt so fast, before you knew it you were there. The smell hit your nose when you took off the helmet. 

Looking up, you were at a pizzeria. 

“ I love pizza!” you shouted. 

“ I know” He smirked walking to the door holding it out, “ thank you. “ 

You walked in first, followed by him. The smell made your mouth water. You were hungry.

“ We are going to make our own pizza tonight” 

Your eyes got wide, a wide smile on your face. So far you were loving this date. 

[sweet-villain]

Shall I continue this or nah?

[crzcorgi]

crzcorgi’s Negan x reader fics

Negan’s Five Senses - Negan’s love of women enjoyed with all five senses. A stand alone fic. 

Number 6 - The reader’s life as one of Negan’s wives. The first fic in the series. 

Just a Little Shower Fun - The reader enjoys her time with Negan. Next in the series.

Dreams - The reader finds out a secret of Negan’s. Third in the Number 6 series.

Perfect - The reader learns to accept her differences with the help of Negan. Just a side fic of Number 6.

Rub a Dub Dub - Fun With Negan in a Tub - The reader enjoys bathtime. Fourth in the Number 6 series.

Home - The reader realizes where she belongs.Fifth in the Number 6 series.

Snow Day - The reader enjoys a rare snowstorm with Negan. A side story with Number 6.

A Christmas Miracle part one - Number 6 receives a Christmas miracle with Negan’s help. 

A Christmas Miracle part two -   A little festive fun with Negan 

A Christmas Miracle part three - Negan celebrates with Number 6 a little early 

A Christmas Miracle part four - Enjoying your presents with Negan 

All fics except Snow Day and A Christmas Miracle part one are NSFW

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[sweet-villain]

Dimples ~ Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Walking Dead. You were a part of the cast of the famous zombie apocalypse show sitting around with the Danai ( Michonne) and Lauren ( Maggie) in the your trailer. The two were giggling about something that Lauren just told but you were zoning out. 

This season was far the best, only one of your good friends was leaving the show. Emily Kinney who played Beth on the Walking Dead. You, Norman and Beth grew attached to one another. 

Being on set with close friends was one of the best jobs in the world. The Walking Dead was your favorite show, you had been casted on the show as Daryl’s and Merle’s sister. You were casted when the governor was in Woodberry and Merle was about to get killed. 

Every one knew who you were, you were friendly to those who were friendly to you. When you were at home, living in a hotel, that’s another story why you lived there. The doorman knew who you were, your last name was very known around. 

You pushed the past aside creating a better future for yourself. Becoming an actress was something you wanted to do since you were a little girl. Always in school play’s and musicals. 

“ Y/N! Y/N!” someone called your name bringing you out of your thoughts. It was Lauren who stood above you saying your name. “ Hmm?” you looked up at her, blinking a couple of times. 

She chuckled, “ Day dreaming again?” you shrugged before adding, “ What happen?” 

“ The girls and I decided we should go out tonight, why don’t you tag along?” 

“ Oh sounds good as long as you don’t hook me up with anyone. I remember the ;as time you tried, it was such a failure. The guy ended up spilling drinks on my dress when he carried them back from the bar” Raising yourself from the couch putting your hair up in a pony tail, brushing your bangs around your ear looking at the girls. 

What everyone liked about you was the dimple smile and those eyes that stood out. “ Dimples” was your nickname, also it was a nickname that Norman started. Every one started to call you that right after. You liked it, it suited you. 

The trailers were like another home to you, either that or you’d be in your suit. You decorated the trailer with photos with friends, things that you liked, your clothes around. It wasn’t messy but it was more you. Back in your suit, you had nice furniture, homy look. Your mother said it was not a home for a women like you but what did she know. She hasn’t seen you since you became casted in the Walking Dead. 

Later on the night, the girls were getting ready. Lauren helped you with your hair, Emily did your make up and Danai helped you with what to wear. Why were they doing this? You had no idea. 

You kinda got the idea when you walked into the small bar filled with guys, drunk men, only a few. Then to a far table, you saw Norman sitting with another man. This man had a leather jacket on, he had a sandy grey beard from what you could tell. He wore a cap on his head. You couldn’t see his face. 

Who was he? 

“ Are you coming or are you going to stare at that men all night? “ Lauren asks, smirk on her lips as she nudges your side. You playfully glare at her following her to a table, sitting between Danai and Emily.

“ Drinks on me tonight” Emily said winking at you. Why were they all acting all weird all of sudden. Turning to glance over to Danai to see if she had an idea, she smiled widely looking down at the table.

“ What is going on ? Why do you all look like you know something?” 

Emily was about to open her mouth when Lauren send her a look. What was that’ll about? You shrugged, “ Be right back.” Lauren says as she walks over to the bar. Your eyes roam around the bar laying on the mysterious guy in the leather jacket. Norman, who’s sitting besides the man catches your eyes, smirk placed on his lips as he sees who your looking at. 

One of your favorite movies were Watchmen, Comedian who is played by Jefferey Dean Morgan was one of your favorites on there. He had became a reason you loved acting more. 

Norman of course, knows Jefferey, he hears this from you every time you tell him how much Jeffrey inspires you to continue to act. On the other hand, Jeffrey had heard about you and watches the Walking Dead, you being his favorite character. Playing as Elizabeth Dixon, the other red neck archer. In the Walking Dead, Elizabeth played by you is a twin to Daryl. 

Dixon Twins. 

“ You’ve been staring at that men’s back for awhile now, go say hi or something” Emily says poking your shoulder. 

“ What? No…He’d think I’m some weirdo” 

“ I’m sure he won’t. He’s with Norman. Go..” Emily got off her seat as she made her way over to you pushing you out of the chair towards Norman and the man. 

On your way you were passing Lauren as she was coming back, “ Where are you going?” Then her eyes shifted where you were headed and smiled, turned to the girl setting the drinks down. Only they didn’t talk to each other but stared at you as you continued walking towards Norman and the man. 

Norman noticed your presences as he smiles, “ Hey Dimples.” 

“ Hey Reedus” you sat down besides the man. It was then he turned his head. It was then you noticed who he was. 

Gasping, you stared at him as he smiled wide seeing he got a good reaction out of you. “ Hi there” 

This was Jefferey Dean Morgan. In the flesh. 

He was much more gorgeous up close then in pictures. 

“ Dimples meet Jeffrey, Jeffrey meet Y/N” 

“ I-I know who-o he is..” you stuttered, a blush coming onto your cheeks. Jeffrey laughs, “ She sure is cute.” 

He just called you cute. Was this for real?

You were like a fish out of water not knowing what to say. Norman was smirking, this was his idea. He knew how much meeting Jeffrey mean to you. 

“ U-uh h-hi..” 

[opheliadawnwalker3]

House Call

Writing Prompt #21 “You knocked on my door at one in the morning, to cuddle?”

requested by an adorable nonnie <3 Hope you enjoy hun!

Negan/reader

I SWEAR this started out as a pure fluff piece…

You awaken, startled by the sound of knocking on your door. You had always been a light sleeper in the past and being on the constant alert for the roaming dead had only made it worse. You rub your eyes groggily, unsure of what time it was. It had to be late, since you could still see moonlight coming in the window. Who the hell is knocking on my door? Not like the wives require wake up calls at the Sanctuary.

Begrudgingly, you roll out of bed, wearing only a nightshirt and boy shorts. You open the door, surprised to see Negan standing there. He was wearing a white v-neck and grey sweatpants and looked as though he hadn’t fallen asleep yet. Successfully anyways. You squint your eyes up at him, very much confused and still tired.

“Negan? What the hell? What time is it?”

Negan raised a brow, looking down at you expectantly and gesturing to you. “One. Are you gonna fucking let me in or not?”

You furrow your brows, but step aside anyways, letting him into your room. Something was off. Negan seemed…serious. No smirks, no inuendos, no arrogant swagger. Negan rarely visits us in our rooms unless he’s feeling frisky. Mostly he just calls on us to join him in his room. What’s going on?

Closing the door behind you, you turn to barely make out Negan lying in your bed and getting comfortable. Crossing your arms, you raise a brow at him.

“Make yourself at home,” you say sarcastically. 

“I plan to,” he states simply and rolls to his side, patting the empty space next to him. “Come here.”

Rolling your eyes, you walk over and get in bed next to him. You reach down and begin to pull your boy shorts down, but his hand stops you. “Not tonight. Just roll over.”

You look at him incredulously, but comply just the same and press your back against him. Negan drapes his arm over your waist and pulls you in closer. You’d be lying if you said it didn’t feel pleasant. Negan wasn’t much for pillow talk OR sticking around after he fucks you or the other wives. At this, a thought occurs to you.

Raising your head up, you regard Negan out of the corner of your eye. “Let me get this straight: you knock on my door at one in the morning…to cuddle?”

“Mmm hmm,” he replied, pressing his face against your neck. “Don’t go spreading that shit around. I have a reputation to keep.”

Rolling your eyes, you turn back over, “Sure Negan. You’re secret’s safe with me.” You lips curl into a small smile and you lay your arm over his as you drift back to sleep.

Negan stays awake, deep in thought. He buries his face into your hair and inhales deeply. She smells nothing like you. None of them do.

Today would have been ten years, Lucille. Ten fucking years. I was a shitty fucking husband. You deserved so much better. I’m almost glad you didn’t have to see this shitty world. You would have hated the man I’ve become.

Negan squeezes the woman in front of him tighter against him. You’ve been gone almost three years, Lucille. Will this ever get any fucking easier?

Eventually, he was able to drift into a restless sleep, plagued with old memories of the life he used to have.

Tag list: @xdaddy-neganx, @smuttwd, @unicorn-blood-splatter, @gageef

[smuttwd-blog]

😭Negan!!!

[opheliadawnwalker3]

Make Me

Writing Prompt #3 “Make Me” requested by another lovely anon. Hope you like it hun :) 

Contains: language, teasing, slight noncon 

You bit your lip hard, fighting the urge to roll your eyes. You and the other Saviors had just returned from Alexandria, trucks just full of goodies. Once everything was unloaded and sorted, Negan “requested” that you accompany him to help with the inventory. Of course he did.

Letting out a sigh, you follow him to the storage unit, heart frantically beating with anticipation. For over a month now, The Savior leader had tried to persuade you to join his little menagerie of wives. And while he made an incredibly tempting offer, you just couldn’t set aside your pride to accept his proposal. You worked your ass off to get the high position you were in now. Ranking just under Simon and Arat, you answered to no one but Negan. You had respect among the Saviors and had all the tools and skills necessary to survive in this shitty world. Why HELL would you throw that away just to sit around and do nothing except occasionally get a piece of Negan?

It wasn’t as though you hadn’t thought about that particular perk before. Several times in fact. The couple of men, you HAD decided to fuck while you were at the Sanctuary got the job done sure, but they didn’t hold a candle to what you imagined fucking Negan would be like. Then again fantasy was always better than reality, right?

Finally arriving to our destination, Negan opens the door and gestures you inside with a knowing smirk. You walk past him, giving him a hardened stare and letting him know you were onto him. You hear the door close behind you and the room suddenly feels entirely too small. Besides a few “accidental” brush pasts, Negan hadn’t been very physical with you. But the man could certainly paint a very…sensual picture with words. Truthfully, it was getting harder and harder to reject him.

Not waiting for a command, you made your way towards the back of the unit, allowing your gaze to slide along the shelves. Silently counting to yourself, you had hoped that Negan would busy himself on the other side of the room. No such luck. You hear his slow calculated footsteps walking toward you and you make a conscious decision to ignore him completely. Don’t let him rattle you.

You hear him stop just behind you, standing so close you could feel his body heat radiating against you. It was very difficult to resist tensing up when you felt his warm breath hit your ear, his lips mere millimeters away.

“Have you thought about my little proposal?” Negan asked huskily. You shake your head, trying in vain to concentrate on the task at hand. You had already counted the items on the same shelf three times now.

“Nope. Can’t say that I have.”

Negan chuckled, lightly trailing his hands down your sides. The sensations caused goosebumps to erupt over your skin. Thank god your clothes were hiding this little fact. “Is that so? And what if I say, I think you’re a fucking liar?”

You shrug nonchalantly even though you felt anything but. You were determined to stand your ground. You wanted Negan, sure, but you weren’t prepared to lose everything just for his dick. “You can think whatever you want Negan, it doesn’t make it true.”

“You know what I think?” Negan asks rhetorically, his hands moving down to grip your hips and pulling you back flush against him. He shifts his lips to brush against your ear and you bite your trembling lip hard. “I think you like to imagine what it would be like to have this dick buried deep inside you. I think you do this, while your fingers work between your thighs, making you cum so hard, you see the goddamn heavens. Then you drift off to sleep, knowing as good as that fucking was, it’s nothing compared to the real thing.”

You gasp softly at the lewd yet astonishingly accurate observation, feeling your cheeks burning with both abashment and desire. 

Shaking your head you reply, “That ego of yours is getting out of hand, Negan.” With that you jerk out of his grip and spin around, finally facing him. Big mistake as seeing his handsome, arrogant face, did nothing to curb the warmth curling in your stomach.

Negan smirked down at you, clearly enjoying the effect he was having on you. He tilted his head, regarding you wryly, “Maybe so but I’ll tell you what I’m really fucking good at…other than the obvious…” he says with a suggestive wink.

You cross your arms in front of you, raising a brow, waiting for him to finish. Smug smirk never leaving his face, Negan leans down. “I’m really fucking good at reading people. You can try to hide it, but I know the truth. You fucking want me.”

You glare up at him, hands digging into your arms in frustration. Both at his arrogance, your arousal, and shame from the latter. Shaking your head, expression one of incredulous annoyance. “You’re unbelievable. If this is all you brought me down here for, I think this conversation is over.”

 Turning away from him, you begin walking towards the door. I can’t fucking believe him. Why can’t he just take a hint? Even if I admit it, what the fuck happens then?

Twisting the knob, you begin to open the door, when a hand reaches over you, effectively slamming the door shut. Startled, and ripped from your thoughts  you turn quickly to see Negan looming over you, his face both dangerously calm and voracious.  You’re unable to stop your racing heart and your eyes widen in fear. You try to find the words to tell him to fuck off, but they get stuck in your throat. All you can do is allow shallow breaths to escape your parted lips, both dreading and curious for his next move.

Hooded hazel eyes never leaving yours, Negan leaned down slightly, his weight still being supported on the arm above you. You back up, only to feel the cold metal door press against your back. He continues to shift forward until his lips are an inch away from your temple.

“Tell me I’m wrong,” he commands gutturally. You remain silent, refusing to answer. You weren’t sure exactly what kept you from responding, but you had a few guesses. Negan made a small noise that sounded like a scoff. His lips curled in a sinful smile as he brings his other hand up to lightly touch your chin, his thumb running over your bottom lip.

“Tell me you don’t fucking want this,” he whispers darkly, the hand at your chin beginning to slide down your neck. You begin to tremble both with fear and arousal. The combination was intoxicating. Still, you refuse to answer, eyes meeting him in a determined gaze. It seems both of you were testing the limits.

Negan’s tongue traces deliberately over his lips as his hand reaches the top of your shirt. You’re certain his fingertips can feel your erratic heartbeat. Teasingly, his hand slowly dips into your shirt and strokes the top of your breast. You take in a sharp intake of breath at the pleasant sensation , which doesn’t go unnoticed by Negan. He chuckles, fingertips extending further to brush over your pebbled nipple. You bite your lip hard, trying to ignore the violent throbbing between your legs.

“N-Negan…stop,” You said breathlessly, in an unconvincing voice. Negan’s mouth widened in a predatory smile, hazel eyes brewing with unbridled lust. Fingers tracing sluggish circles around your areola.

“Make me. Say it like you fucking mean it and I’ll stop.”

“Please..I just…you’re my boss. I’ve worked too hard…to-” you start to say, but trail off when Negan leans in even closer, hand leaving your shirt to tip your head back.

“And? So fucking what if I’m your boss? I’m everyone’s fucking boss here.”

Well he’s got a point there. But it’s not enough. You shake your head, licking your lips. “I have a position here. Respect. I’ll lose all of that if I start fucking you.”

Negan laughed, eyes crinkling at the sides with glee. “Says fucking who?”

You stand your ground. “I’m not gonna be one of your wives Negan. I like being a Savior. If we were going to fuck, I don’t want anything to change. I still want to keep my position. I still want to go on raids. I still want to be fucking useful.”

Negan lifts his head slightly, his brows raised as though he’s looking at you in a whole new light. It resembled the look he gave you when you beat Arat at target practice. Or when you found all those preserves in that hidden bomb shelter. He was impressed. It gave you a small sense of pride.

“Well sweetheart, you drive a hard fucking bargain but…” Negan leans in, brushing his lips against yours, practically making you melt. “I think we can work something out.”

@smuttwd, @unicorn-blood-splatter @xdaddy-neganx

[smuttwd-blog]

Holy FUCK. I swear I didn’t breathe the entire time I read this. I’m dead. Part 2 ?

[dorkyvillain-deactivated2018040]

Dimples ~4

Part 3

@miss-nori85 @emmarablack

MasterList

Walking over to where Jeffrey’s car was. He was standing outside of it, leaning against it. Worry itched his face as he watched you walk closer. He had heard what Norman had said. 

“ Hey” you spoke softly when you reached him. Jeffrey had his arms crossed against his chest, a frown on his face, leather jacket on. He looked good.

“ You alright?” he motions with his hands not wanting to bring up what he just heard but you nodded your head giving him a soft, “ yeah.” 

Your gaze turned to his truck, “ This yours?” you ask softly brushing your fingertips on top of the hood. 

“ She’s all mine, yes. Do you like her?” “ it’s nice” a soft smile appears on your lips looking at the truck.Tonight you were going to go back to your house rather than be at the trailers, who knows Norman might be there. You were kinda scared seeing him after he yelled at you.

Never in the year you knew him, he never yelled at you. What’s got into him?

Jeffrey opened the door leaning on it, he was watching you. 

“ Are you sure you’re okay? We can go out again at another time”you shook your head. “ No, No, I’m fine. Promise” He nodded his head, you made your way over to the door, climbing into the passenger seat. He closed the door before rushing to the other side getting in. 

“ Where we going handsome?” you got him surprised when he heard you call him handsome. He threw you a dimple smile, “ I thought I take you to the beach. I heard you like watching the waves sometimes.” 

He had talked to Norman about your favorite things. You wondered what else had Norman told him. 

“ Really? I love the ocean. It calms me” Jeffrey nodded. He already knew that but seeing the smile on your face lightning up made his heart skip faster. 

“ Too cute” he mumbled underneath his breath hearing you continue to talk about the ocean. Chuckling, he start the truck backing up before driving off. 

Sitting on the sand, your shoes were off feeling the sand in between your toes watching the waves. It was getting dark but you didn’t mind. Jeffrey sat by you watching the waves. He had a basket with him by his side, a glass of wine in your hand while he drank water. He was driving after all, as much as he wanted a glass he just drank water. 

Jeffrey turned his head watching as the wind blew your hair, the side of your face shining with the moonlight. You were beautiful and it took his breath away how someone like you was single after all the years. He had thought that Norman would be the one to win you over. 

To his luck, it was him who was winning your heart. Laying down,not caring that the sand gotten into your hair as you looked up into the night sky. 

“ What are you thinking about?” He asks doing the same thing moving closer to you. Biting your bottom lip, you didn’t want to tell him that you were thinking about Norman. Something in Norman had changed. 

“ How this moment is perfect” you half lied. It was perfect, being with Jeffrey made you feel safe and happy. He moved closer, taking your hand in his interlacing his fingers with yours. 

“ Did you know how beautiful you are?” you shook your head, a small smile lighten up on the edge of your lips. He hovers above you, “ You’re the most beautiful women I have ever lied eyes on.”

A blush reached your cheeks as you gazed up at him.

“ It’s getting late,maybe we should head back?” He asked after a moment of staring into your eyes. You frowned not wanting this night to end, not at all. You loved being around him. 

“ Hey, don’t frown. I don’t like seeing a frown on those luscious lips” Jeffrey stood up offering his hand for you to take, you slipped your hand in his as he pulled you. Stumbling into him, he caught you in his arms chuckling. 

“ You alright there?” you nodded, holding onto his arms. What had came over you? What was this man doing to you? 

Gazing up at him, he smiled, dimples smile making you smile as your dimples revealed themselves. 

“ You have some nice dimples there” he poked one. Swatting his hand, giggling as you pushed him turning around racing to his car with him running behind you trying to catch you.

Giggling, you side stepped, zig zag to the car, running around him. He laughed chasing you to the truck. Reaching the truck with your back to it, panting. Jeffrey trapped you in between the truck. His hands on either sides of you trapping you. 

Leaning down, inches away from you. You could feel his breath on your face before he went passed you brushing his facial hair against your cheek making you smile. His lips brushed your ear, “ Caught you.” 

He winked as he pulled away from you chuckling seeing your red cheeks. Jeffrey walked to the driver side, watching you with his hands on top of the truck.

“ Hey! that wasn’t nice” he shrugged opening the door getting in. You followed slipping inside to the passenger seat. 

“ Who said I was nice?” He turned on the ignition, the car roared to life. Rolling your eyes you mumbled underneath your breath.

“ What was that?” He asks. 

“ I said you are something else” 

He simple smiled before driving off. 

Jeffrey ended up driving you back to your apartment, he kissed your cheek goodnight before you slipped out of the car watching him back up driving down the road. Turning to walk to your house, you didn’t notice the figure sitting there.

Stopping in your tracks, sighing seeing him sitting on the steps. 

“ Mind telling me what your doing here?” His head shot up at your voice. He looked tired and looked like he was crying. 

“ Norman?” He moved his hair away from his eyes so you could see him better. His puffy eyes giving you that he was indeed crying. But why? Over you? 

“ What’s wrong?” you sat besides him placing your hand on his knee. He froze at your touch, looking down at your hand on his thigh. 

“ I.. wanted..to.. see you..” He said softly rubbing his hands together not making eye contact with you. 

“ Okay…” you haven’t forgotten his outburst before you left to see Jeffrey. “ I’m sorry..” He said after a few minutes. “ I’m sorry I yelled at you. I’m sorry I scared you. I’m sorry of being angry at you…I’m not angry at you.. more angry with myself..”

“ Why?” He shook his head not giving you an answer. 

“ Why?” you asked again. “ Norman, what made you so angry? Was it something I said?” 

“ I said it wasn’t you Y/N…” He looked over at you, his nose was red. His hair laid underneath a cap. He wore a flannel, jeans and boots on his feet. 

“ How long have you been waiting out here? You must be cold” 

“ A couple of hours..” he mumbles.

“ You hungry?” 

“ No but I could use a beer” He mumbles scratching his chin. 

“ Come inside..” you got up walking up the steps to the door. He stood up turning around following you as you led him inside.

Hopefully whatever got him mad would blow over. If you only knew what was going to happen.

[dorkyvillain-deactivated2018040]

Dimples 3~ Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Part 2

Part 1

Chuckling seeing your bike already at the set, Jeffrey saw you looking at the bike, “ I asked Norman to drive it for you. Hope you don’t mind.” 

“ No it’s fine” turning your gaze to him. He was sitting on his bike, you had such a wonderful time with him. Making your own pizza, laughing with Jeffrey, messing around ,eating the pizza and just talking to Jeffrey about anything.

“ I had a good time tonight” “ Me too” 

“ I haven’t had a date like that in such a long time, thank you” Jeffrey popped the bike so it stood to the side. He swung his leg over before making his way over you, he was towering over you. He was so tall. 

You sighed knowing Jeffrey wanted to know, a little more. You hesitate at first before you told him.

“ I’ve had a few relationships over the past years. They never took me to places like this, little dates that would make me smile” you shrugged not wanting to look up at him to see his reaction. 

“ So you’re telling me a women like you haven’t been with a real man? You’ve been with a bunch of little boys?” you giggled, nodding your head.

“ Yeah, do you want to see my trailer?” He looked over t the security guard who was looking at him, standing up to come over if there was going to be trouble.

“ Not today sweetheart, I have to go back home. I have a few things I need to do..” you nodded your head sadly, feeling bummed that he was already leaving you.

“ Awe, don’t be sad sweetheart. You’ll see me again. Now come here, give me a hug” making your way over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist putting your head on his chest hugging him. He put his chin on your head, hugging you, he had to bend down a little to hug you properly. 

You waved to him once you pulled away, smiling. He got on his bike, you watch him leave before walking to the gates. The security guy opened it for you as you walked to your trailer. 

“ You’re welcome” you heard from behind you. Turning around you were face to face with Norman, he stood with a hat on his head, black shirt, jeans with his hands in his pockets as he looked at you. 

“ Oh yeah, thank for bringing my bike..” he nodded. You turned back to walk in your trailer when he stopped you, “ How was the date?” 

“ Can we do this inside?’ you motion with your head to the trailer. He nodded his head following you inside. Norman plopped onto your couch, putting his feet on the table groaning as he slouched on it. 

“ Greg has been making me do these stunts…” he groaned once more, closing his eyes. “ Awe, poor normy can’t handle it” you giggled, sitting besides him. 

“ Shut up squirt.. so this date..” he asked rubbing his eyes. He looked really tired, like he was going to fall asleep on your couch soon. 

“ It was amazing, he took me to a pizzeria where I made my own pizza. We goofed around throwing stuff at each other-”

“ That explains the flour on your cheek” he reached over pocking your cheek. You reached up to scrub it off before continuing, “we talked about some things like what was our childhood like, what I liked, what he liked, shared stories. He made me laugh and smile.” 

As you were telling Norman how the date went, he was picking at his fingernails, clenching his jaw. He was jealous that Jeffrey took you out, made you laugh and smile. He wanted to be able to do that. For you to smile at him. 

“ I think I’m going to go sleep” Norman cut you off as you were telling the story that Jeffrey told you. A frown placed on your lips, he sits up stretching wincing from the pain. 

“ Okay, see you tomorrow” he nods getting but not before leaning down kissing your cheek. You smiled at him, “ Good night.” 

“ Good Night Y/N” he walks out of your trailer closing it behind him. You leaned back on your couch, a smile making it’s way to your lips thinking of Jeffrey. You wanted to open up to him more but there was a part of you that was still afraid that he would end up hurting you. 

Taking risk is what makes life interesting, that’s what you were planning to do. Jeffrey made you feel something you haven’t felt for in a long time, happiness. It’s been such a long time since you really laughed and had a talk about your life like you did tonight with him. 

Jeffrey’s Pov: 

She was so beautiful and her smile made me feel butterflies in my stomach. I might sound like a sappy teenager or something but this girl was something else. I loved being around her even if I just got to know her and met her not even a day ago or two. 

But there was also the fact that Norman was sending a weird vibe towards me. He kept looking at him like he wanted to gut me. Have I done something wrong? 

Maybe it was his way of being protective over Y/N. They were close friends and he just didn’t want to see her hurt. But I would never hurt her, she was too precious and cute. She was so small like a bunny. I just wanted to hug her all day. 

All night my mind was filled with her. Her. Her. Her. The last time I’ve been with a women was my ex wife, things ended on a bad note and I just didn’t know if I would ever go back to finding another women to care for as much as I did for my ex wife.

But maybe Y/N can change that for me. 

You’re Pov: 

All through the set,filming scenes, you haven’t heard anything from Jeffrey. You had hope you did, waking up early for filming a scene was something you didn’t like doing. Greg would always wake everyone else up when it was time to film. 

You watched as the camera men set up, Emily who played Beth came out of make up ready to film her last scene. It was heart breaking to know she was leaving the show, but she said to keep your head up high and said she would always come see you. 

Sighing, you were about to put your phone in your pocket when it rang. A smile made it’s way to your lips seeing Jeffrey’s name on it. Mumble came past you, looking up seeing Norman walking by in his Daryl gear and greasy hair. He was ready as well, this scene is so heart breaking. 

“ Hello?” you pressed the talk button on your phone answering the call. 

“ Hey there” He greeted you with his deep voice. Just hearing it made your knees buckle. 

“ What’s up?” 

“ I wanted to ask you if you wanted to see me again” you nodded, face palming yourself remembering that he couldn’t see you through the phone. 

“ You can, are we meeting at the pizzeria?” 

“ I have something else planned if your up for it” you were exited now to know where Jeffrey was going to take you. 

“ Sure” 

“ Great, I will see you later” you muttered a bye, clearing your throat putting your phone back in the trailer as you headed to shoot the scene, singing to yourself. You were going to cry by the end of it. 

You had no idea what you were going to where tonight when you see Jeffrey. He told you he was coming soon to pick you up, the nerves were getting to you. You were excited to see him but at the same time nervous to be around him. 

“ What the hell am I going to where?” you asked yourself looking around, throwing clothes everywhere making a mess.

“ Comfortable? Jeans? Short? T-shirt? Flannel??” you decide on some skinny jeans,boots, a band shirt with a vest over it with a beanie on your head. 

You nodded at yourself in the mirror in your trailer before walking out. Your trailer was next to Norman who was out smoking, he noticed you talking out.

“ Where you going?”

“ With Jeffrey” he growled before he punched his trailer. You jumped at the noise, “ Norman, are you okay?” He grunted in response leaning his head on the tailer. 

“ Just go..” he mumbles. “ Norman…” you walked over to him but he glared at you, shouting, “ GO!” you whimpered before running off seeing Jeffrey’s truck pulling up. 

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Dimples 3~ Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Part 2

Part 1

Chuckling seeing your bike already at the set, Jeffrey saw you looking at the bike, “ I asked Norman to drive it for you. Hope you don’t mind.” 

“ No it’s fine” turning your gaze to him. He was sitting on his bike, you had such a wonderful time with him. Making your own pizza, laughing with Jeffrey, messing around ,eating the pizza and just talking to Jeffrey about anything.

“ I had a good time tonight” “ Me too” 

“ I haven’t had a date like that in such a long time, thank you” Jeffrey popped the bike so it stood to the side. He swung his leg over before making his way over you, he was towering over you. He was so tall. 

You sighed knowing Jeffrey wanted to know, a little more. You hesitate at first before you told him.

“ I’ve had a few relationships over the past years. They never took me to places like this, little dates that would make me smile” you shrugged not wanting to look up at him to see his reaction. 

“ So you’re telling me a women like you haven’t been with a real man? You’ve been with a bunch of little boys?” you giggled, nodding your head.

“ Yeah, do you want to see my trailer?” He looked over t the security guard who was looking at him, standing up to come over if there was going to be trouble.

“ Not today sweetheart, I have to go back home. I have a few things I need to do..” you nodded your head sadly, feeling bummed that he was already leaving you.

“ Awe, don’t be sad sweetheart. You’ll see me again. Now come here, give me a hug” making your way over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist putting your head on his chest hugging him. He put his chin on your head, hugging you, he had to bend down a little to hug you properly. 

You waved to him once you pulled away, smiling. He got on his bike, you watch him leave before walking to the gates. The security guy opened it for you as you walked to your trailer. 

“ You’re welcome” you heard from behind you. Turning around you were face to face with Norman, he stood with a hat on his head, black shirt, jeans with his hands in his pockets as he looked at you. 

“ Oh yeah, thank for bringing my bike..” he nodded. You turned back to walk in your trailer when he stopped you, “ How was the date?” 

“ Can we do this inside?’ you motion with your head to the trailer. He nodded his head following you inside. Norman plopped onto your couch, putting his feet on the table groaning as he slouched on it. 

“ Greg has been making me do these stunts…” he groaned once more, closing his eyes. “ Awe, poor normy can’t handle it” you giggled, sitting besides him. 

“ Shut up squirt.. so this date..” he asked rubbing his eyes. He looked really tired, like he was going to fall asleep on your couch soon. 

“ It was amazing, he took me to a pizzeria where I made my own pizza. We goofed around throwing stuff at each other-”

“ That explains the flour on your cheek” he reached over pocking your cheek. You reached up to scrub it off before continuing, “we talked about some things like what was our childhood like, what I liked, what he liked, shared stories. He made me laugh and smile.” 

As you were telling Norman how the date went, he was picking at his fingernails, clenching his jaw. He was jealous that Jeffrey took you out, made you laugh and smile. He wanted to be able to do that. For you to smile at him. 

“ I think I’m going to go sleep” Norman cut you off as you were telling the story that Jeffrey told you. A frown placed on your lips, he sits up stretching wincing from the pain. 

“ Okay, see you tomorrow” he nods getting but not before leaning down kissing your cheek. You smiled at him, “ Good night.” 

“ Good Night Y/N” he walks out of your trailer closing it behind him. You leaned back on your couch, a smile making it’s way to your lips thinking of Jeffrey. You wanted to open up to him more but there was a part of you that was still afraid that he would end up hurting you. 

Taking risk is what makes life interesting, that’s what you were planning to do. Jeffrey made you feel something you haven’t felt for in a long time, happiness. It’s been such a long time since you really laughed and had a talk about your life like you did tonight with him. 

Jeffrey’s Pov: 

She was so beautiful and her smile made me feel butterflies in my stomach. I might sound like a sappy teenager or something but this girl was something else. I loved being around her even if I just got to know her and met her not even a day ago or two. 

But there was also the fact that Norman was sending a weird vibe towards me. He kept looking at him like he wanted to gut me. Have I done something wrong? 

Maybe it was his way of being protective over Y/N. They were close friends and he just didn’t want to see her hurt. But I would never hurt her, she was too precious and cute. She was so small like a bunny. I just wanted to hug her all day. 

All night my mind was filled with her. Her. Her. Her. The last time I’ve been with a women was my ex wife, things ended on a bad note and I just didn’t know if I would ever go back to finding another women to care for as much as I did for my ex wife.

But maybe Y/N can change that for me. 

You’re Pov: 

All through the set,filming scenes, you haven’t heard anything from Jeffrey. You had hope you did, waking up early for filming a scene was something you didn’t like doing. Greg would always wake everyone else up when it was time to film. 

You watched as the camera men set up, Emily who played Beth came out of make up ready to film her last scene. It was heart breaking to know she was leaving the show, but she said to keep your head up high and said she would always come see you. 

Sighing, you were about to put your phone in your pocket when it rang. A smile made it’s way to your lips seeing Jeffrey’s name on it. Mumble came past you, looking up seeing Norman walking by in his Daryl gear and greasy hair. He was ready as well, this scene is so heart breaking. 

“ Hello?” you pressed the talk button on your phone answering the call. 

“ Hey there” He greeted you with his deep voice. Just hearing it made your knees buckle. 

“ What’s up?” 

“ I wanted to ask you if you wanted to see me again” you nodded, face palming yourself remembering that he couldn’t see you through the phone. 

“ You can, are we meeting at the pizzeria?” 

“ I have something else planned if your up for it” you were exited now to know where Jeffrey was going to take you. 

“ Sure” 

“ Great, I will see you later” you muttered a bye, clearing your throat putting your phone back in the trailer as you headed to shoot the scene, singing to yourself. You were going to cry by the end of it. 

You had no idea what you were going to where tonight when you see Jeffrey. He told you he was coming soon to pick you up, the nerves were getting to you. You were excited to see him but at the same time nervous to be around him. 

“ What the hell am I going to where?” you asked yourself looking around, throwing clothes everywhere making a mess.

“ Comfortable? Jeans? Short? T-shirt? Flannel??” you decide on some skinny jeans,boots, a band shirt with a vest over it with a beanie on your head. 

You nodded at yourself in the mirror in your trailer before walking out. Your trailer was next to Norman who was out smoking, he noticed you talking out.

“ Where you going?”

“ With Jeffrey” he growled before he punched his trailer. You jumped at the noise, “ Norman, are you okay?” He grunted in response leaning his head on the tailer. 

“ Just go..” he mumbles. “ Norman…” you walked over to him but he glared at you, shouting, “ GO!” you whimpered before running off seeing Jeffrey’s truck pulling up. 

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Possibilities ~16

Part 15

“What’s wrong?” 

Negan didn’t turn to glance at you, he kept staring at everyone especially the men. Even Dwight. Rick. Daryl. 

“ They keep looking like your a piece of fucking meat Mouse. I don’t like it..” you snorted. Dwight looked away as soon as you glanced his way, Rick looked away but kept stealing glances at you. He knew Negan was watching him. 

“ No they don’t. They look at me normally like everyone else does…” Rosita and Sasha were watching you. You gave them a wave, but they snarled turning their backs to you. Your heart fell into your stomach. They had every right to hate you, you let Negan kill Abraham. 

It wasn’t your fault.. that’s not what Sasha and Rosita thought. You took Abraham away from them. 

He chuckled, licking his lips, “ You don’t know men like I do Mouse. Rick over there” he pointed Lucille to where was standing trying not to let Negan see that he was looking at you. But of course, Negan knows. 

“ He’s been eyeing fucking you all morning. Undressing you with his fucking eyes” 

Negan wrapped his arm around your shoulder bringing you to his side before he gripped the back of your neck leaning down roughly kissing you, shoving his tongue into your mouth. You made a gasp, eyes open looking right at Rick. 

You heard him growl as he stomped away, nudging Negan away. He only smirked, licking his lips. Daryl growled at the sight of you two, it made him disgusting knowing his sister was fucking the enemy. 

“ quite it” you mumbled looking towards where Rick left. You felt eyes on you, knowing it was Negan. He grabbed your ass, whispering into your ear, “ You’re fucking mine…” 

He walked back into the house, watching Rick’s back. He was near his house, on the steps ready to go in. He turned his head, seeing you watching him. Rick glanced away before heading in. Shaking your head, you followed Negan inside. As you took a step, steady yourself blinking as your vision became unclear. What was going on? 

You blinked a couple of times, coughing a bit. Your vision came back to normal as you headed inside. 

Time going by….

Your stomach was getting larger and larger, having your hands on it smiling down. You couldn’t wait to have your baby in your arms. Giving another life, being a mother, having your own little girl/boy was something you wanted for awhile now. 

Maggie had born her baby, she had a boy and a girl. Beth and Glenn Jr. When she named the little girl Beth, you cried your heart out remembering sweet Beth. She was brave and gone too soon, Daryl even cried when he heard the baby’s name. Then Glenn Jr, after Glenn. Maggie loved him so much, she needed a part of Glenn in her life. Who better than to name her child after the love of her life? You were Glenn’s Jr’s god mother, just like Glenn would of wanted you to be. 

Having Glenn Jr. in your arms, you couldn’t wait to have your own baby in your arms. Negan watched from a far, you holding Glenn Jr. in your arms, it brought a smile on his face. He was going to be a father, he promised you that nothing was going to happen to the little bundle of joy and to you, his mouse. 

Telling Negan who Beth was, a part of your life. Like your little sister, you looked after her. When she died, Daryl carried her out from the hospital, seeing her in his arms you could not hold in the tears. Maggie cried, Glenn did, Daryl did. He put Beth on the ground, coming over to you hugging you as you two cried into each others arms. 

“ My, My, My, my mouse looks beautiful” you were brought out of your thoughts by Negan who was leaning against the door watching you. 

You smiled watching him walk over as he wrapped his arms around you, looking down at your pregnant stomach. He was beyond happy to be a father. 

“ I can’t wait to see the little kid… especially in your arms” leaning down he kissed your nose, moments like this you cherished them because who knows if someone comes in and sees and he’d stop being affectionate towards you. 

Wrapping your arms loosely around his neck, “ You’re mushy…” He rolled his eyes, a smile on his face. His dimples showing, it was one of your favorite things about him. 

“ Yeah, yeah…Maggie wants to see you. She said something along the lines, tell her to come this instant or I’ll drag her out here myself…” 

“ That’s Maggie for you” you chuckled cupping his face with your hand leaning up kissing him. He reached down capturing your lips with his, not letting you go. Mumbling against his lips, “ if you don’t let me go, Maggie might come here and drag me out by my hair.” 

“ She can try but she won’t..” He gave you one more peck on the lips letting you go. “ I love you Y/N” He said. He didn’t usually say this often, but when he did your stomach was flopping around and heart fluttering. 

“ I love you too” 

Knocking on her door, Maggie opened it having Beth in her arms. 

“ Thank you for coming, this means a lot to me” you nodded walking in. She closed the door behind her, you looked around seeing Glenn Jr no where to be found.

“ Where is Glenn Jr?” she gave you this look please don’t kill me. 

“ Here” you heard a familiar voice, closing your eyes then opening them as you send Maggie a look. She shrugged walking into the living room with you following after, on the couch sitting was Rick with Glenn Jr. in his arms, rocking him.

“ What is he doing here? I thought you only wanted my help” 

“ I’m sorry Y/N, I know you’ll need a lot of help. I asked Rick also to help, I’m sorry. I know you won’t handle two kids… I.just…” 

“ It’s fine” you nodded taking Beth off her arms, she sighed relaxing into the chair. “ I haven’t got that much sleep since I had these two, I love them to pieces but I just want to rest my eyes for a bit…” you nodded. 

“ Go, I’ll be here. You need the energy..” patting your shoulder as a thanks, she left for a nap as you walked around the living room with Beth in your arms, glancing down at her. She was a beautiful angel with black hair peeking out from her hat. She looked like Glenn, with Maggie’s eyes. 

“ Are you doing okay?” Rick asks you, looking up from Glenn Jr to you. 

“ I’m fine” not even glancing at him, you cooed at Beth making her giggle making little noises. 

“ You know were still friends Y/N, you can come talk to me..” 

“ Talking with you leads to other things..” He chuckled knowing that was true. 

“ Why are you with him? He’s a monster Y/N. He killed Glenn and now Abraham, who’s next Daryl?” Snapping your head towards him, glaring. 

“ Did I have a choice into stopping him? No. Abraham and Glenn were both my best friends, hell Abraham was like a father figure to me. I love him Rick,it won’t stop me from loving him. I know your jealous that you can’t have me, but guess what Rick, you lost your chance.” 

“ You’re going to be a great mother..” He mumbles softly getting up putting Glenn Jr into on of the cribs in the living room before he turned to you taking Beth of you, placing her into one of the other cribs.

“ What are you doing Rick?” He put a finger to his lips, Beth and Glenn Jr were both fast asleep. He turns to face you, his eyes go to your pregnant belly. He motions towards it.

“ Can I?” he asked. You knew what he was asking, you bite your lip debating if you should let him. Nodding your head, he walks over to you going on his knees placing his ear next to your belly to listen for a kick. 

Looking at Rick like this brought a smile to your face, you wanted to run your fingers through his hair. It looks so soft. 

“ I heard it..” he says. The baby kicked, you felt it kick again . Rick pulled away from you, standing up. 

Brushing a hair behind your ear, you leaned into his touch missing it or was it the hormones driving you crazy. But you loved Negan, how can you feel something for Rick. It’s not right. 

“ Y/N…I-” he stopped himself from what he was going to say, shaking his head he stepped back looking at the babies in the crib before looking back at you. 

“ I need to go..” he said rushing past you out the door. Confused about what just happened, you sat on the couch putting your head in your hands. 

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TWD - Negan Imagine ~ "Hearts still beating"

An imagine about the midseason finale of season 7

I’m following the storyline of the TV show, so I wrote parts to the other episodes as well that are connected. BUT they are all written the way that you can read them separate without having read any other part!

part 1 is about the final scene of season 6 part 2 is about the first episode of season 7 part 3 is about the readers arrival in the sanctuary (for 7x02) part 4 is about 7x03 “The Cell” part 5 is about 7x04 “Service” part 6 is about 7x05 “Go Getters” (7x06 was left out because the timeframe between the episodes was too short) part 7 ist about 7x07 “Sing me a song”

The sun was shining, birds sang happily their songs and the wind rustled softly through the trees standing in Alexandria. Without looking at the circumstances Alexandria seemed right now like a one of the most peaceful places on earth. Well, that wasn’t the case. You were sitting on the porch with Negan, Judith on his lap and Carl next to him. Negan had taken you with him after the line up and since then you lived in the sanctuary knowing that somewhere there they would torture your brother Daryl. And now you were here again only short after you had seen this place at the first visit of the saviors. It wasn’t the same, but you still felt better being here.  You liked it here. You had seen Negan somehow soft while he had Judith on his lap or even when he saw Carl crying, the way you guessed before that he wasn’t even able to be that way, what had surprised you, but anyway it was still Negan and with that also the cruel killer you had experienced in this one night… “You know what? I got an idea”, you heard Negan suddenly say chuckling. Great one of his amazing ideas again. As you were standing in the bathroom you looked questioning at Negan while he rummaged a cupboard, Judith was sitting on Carl’s lap on the corner of the bathtub, who looked the same way at Negan as you did. “There it is!”, said Negan triumphant holding a razor up. “You, my dear Sweetheart, gotta help me fucking shave”, he said grinning placing the razor in your hand. You huffed annoyed while he began lathering his beard. He turned around to you, half of his face covered in soap. You had problems hiding a grin, to be honest he just looked ridiculous. “Alright lets go”, Negan said chuckling before you finally put the blade on his skin and began shaving sighing annoyed. You felt how he put his hands on your waist winking at you before he earned a glare. “Gentle… and always against the grain, that’s important Kid, you better listen”, chuckled Negan while you kept going. Negan hummed some song, chuckling here and there and obviously enjoying what happened. “Now look at us, don’t we look like some oldass couple, kid?”, Negan chuckled as Carl just glared at him, what lead to Negan chuckling even more. “I’m done”, you mumbled as Negan smirked at you and turned around eying his face chuckling. “Good Job Sweetheart”, he said smirking before he cleaned his face with a towel, turned around to Judith and Carl And picked Judith up. “Lets make us some fucking Food!”, he called chuckling teetering Judith slightly. 

You found yourself standing in Ricks kitchen. “Kid youre gonna make the fucking dough. Thats some big task so feel fucking honored that I fucking give that to you”, Negan said grinning looking at the glaring Carl. “Well kid, you have to get the stuff”, Negan continued and had to repeat it before Carl went getting it. Olivia was in another room with Judith, what meant that you were alone with Negan in the kitchen who looked smirking at you. “Been a fucking while since we were alone, huh?”, he asked smirking as he stood close before you, his hands again on your waist a shiver running immediately through your body and you could see that Negan had somehow noticed that. “Yeah”, you just muttered with an annoyed undertone hearing Negan chuckle.  His intense stare was back again, what made a weird feeling you couldnt define come up in your stomach area staying there next to the shiver. “Too bad that Carls gonna come back so quick…”, he said chuckling earning a glare of you. “You’re still the one thats hard to get, right?”, asked Negan smirking as you swallowed and kept looking at him. “I’m not gonna be your puppet”, you muttered staring into his eyes. Negan chuckled and came even closer to you as you felt how another shiver run through your body wondering what he would respond. “And you know what, Sweetheart? I fucking like that”, you heard him whisper in your ear while you could hear his smirk through his voice. You felt how he pressed his lips slightly on your neck before backed away still chuckling, while inside you didn’t know what to do with the weird feeling his touch had left. And you were relieved as just moments later Carl finally entered the room keeping you company again, breaking the weird atmosphere that had created in the room.

“It needs some some herbs. Where do you keep them?”, asked Negan Olivia after a while after he tried the sauce. “They stand in the garden…”, answered Olivia looking slightly frightened while teetering the sleeping Judith in her arm. “So would you fucking get us some”, asked Negan grinning stepping closer to Olivia. “Uhm…yeah”, She answered while searching for a solution what she could do with the toddler on her arm. “I can get some, if she moves Judith around now, she’ll wake up again”, you said walking closer to them. Negan turned around to you grinning. “Alright”, he said smirking before he looked over to Carl who was finally done with the dough. “Why don’t you help her, Kid?”, Negan asked smirking. You walked together with Carl outside, a bit relieved that you got a pause of Negan. “Don’t know what he wants to achieve with that shit”, Carl muttered as he began ripping some herbs off. “They are taking even more…I saw them at the gates…”, added Carl upset. “As if they didn’t already have enough…”, you growled before you raised your voice again. “You know…We have to keep on fighting…but on a way that won’t get anyone else hurt or killed and without giving him even more power than he already has…you saw what he did with all the guns…I want us to grow stronger not weaker..”, you mumbled. “Yea-”, answered Carl but couldn’t finish because of Negans voice that sounded outside. “Where are my herbs?”, he asked chuckling. “We’re coming”, you answered sighing before going inside again, where Negan finished his sauce proudly with the herbs you got him He placed it on the table and sat down on the head of it. You took the bread and went over placing it on it on the table while you felt Negans stare on you. “Sweetheart why don’t you take a seat, I guess Carl and Olivia can fucking do it themselves”, he said chuckling while you eyed him hesitating. “Come on, I mean… if you want to you can take my lap as a fucking seat. I’d be more than fine with that”, he added grinning. “I actually prefer a chair”, you said back glancing in his eyes as you let yourself fall on the chair next to him. Negan shook his head slightly while he chuckled as he told Carl to put one more pair of fork and knife on the table in case Rick would arrive. It was just weird how you sat there, on the table eating spaghetti with Negan. Like…a family. While you ate you thought about Daryl. What he had to go through right now, back again in the dark small cell. You couldnt even speak a whole sentence with him after this one horrific night and all you wished that you could finally do that again. You just wanted to give him a hug and talk to him. But not even that seemed realistic right now. You finished the meal while Negan leaned chuckling back in his chair until something outside got his attention. ”Whats going on there?”, asked Negan standing up walking over to the door opening it. ”Don’t be an asshole, Arat, Let the man in”, you heard Negan chuckling say while you saw Spencer walking up the porch. He was dressed up like he was going to a sundays brunch and held a bottle of liquor in his hands. Whatever he was planning you assumed he had planned it without any other person knowing because you saw how confused Olivia and Carl looked. ”Sweetheart, why don’t you come outside”, you suddenly heard Negans voice ask as he opened the door again looking smirking at you while you hesitated. ”Come on. Its fucking beautiful out there. Not as beautiful as you but still..”, he added chuckling. Thinking about that you could get to know what Spencer was doing there you finally walked to Negan outside. He sat down in the Rocker, in another one sat Spencer who poured some liquor in the glasses. ”Sit down and enjoy”, said Negan grinning to you patting the rocker next to you. You huffed slightly and sat down listening to Negan who talked about how much he liked Alexandria. ”The only thing missing is a fucking pool table”, said Negan sipping on his liquor. ”Theres actually one in the garage in the house there”, said Spencer pointing at the house towards you. ”Oh Spencer, you may just be my new best fucking friend”, you heard Negan euphoric say. The Saviors began carrying out the pool table as you stood next to Spencer in the Garage. You didn’t trust him. “What’s your intention with that?”, you asked as you watched how a few men placed the pool table on the street trying to get it into the right position. “What do you mean?”, he said while you turned around to Spencer looking annoyed in his eyes. “What are you trying to achieve with this game?”, you repeated. “Gonna get close to him so we can strike up against him”, Spencer answered not really persuading. He was lying, he was definitely lying. “I meant the truth”, you said a little bit more urging. If he would fuck this up he could get others killed and you knew that he was against Rick and probably the most of your group in general. Spencer took a deep breath and looked at you, anger in his eyes. “Since you all are here, since Rick is here…everything is going downhill. My mother died, my father died, a whole bunch of people died and its Ricks fault”, he said quiet but upset. “Spencer are you kidding me? Rick…we all saved your damn asses more than once! Your mom was a good leader but it’s not Ricks fault that she’s dead, same with your father. I won’t say everything Rick did was right but he’s trying his very best to help and he’s doing a good job here”, you said angry. “Rick is the goddamn hell”, Spencer spatted. “You know what the hell would have been? If we and Rick wouldn’t have been here when the wolves attacked, same with the herd of walkers. You would be all fucking dead if we and Rick wouldn’t have been here with you to fight together! In this times we have to stand together and not work against each other!”, you growled glaring at him. Spencer looked at you shaking his head. “I’d be a better leader that Rick”, he growled. “Really? So why did your mom put Rick in charge?”, you asked, Spencer glaring hatefully at you. “If you wanna get more power that way Spencer, then you’re a deceitful coward. And if you get anyone killed just because you can’t get enough, I promise you, that I’m gonna make you pay for that”, you growled before you heared heavy footsteps sounding through the garage. “Any problems?”, you heard Negans deep voice say as he walked over to you. ”No everything is perfect, is the pool table ready to play?”, asked Spencer suddenly again with an innocent smile on his lips. ”It is, and Sweetheart? You okay, you look a little upset?”, Negan asked grinning. You turned to Spencer looking warning at him. ”Yeah, I’m fine”, you answered then. ”Great, then we can finally fucking play”, Negan said grinning clapping his hands. You walked outside while the saviors placed themselves around the pool table, their guns ready. You decided to walk up the stairs and watch whatever would happen now together with Carl and Olivia. You looked down to Negan who just noticed that you were up there. “You wanna watch that game so far away from me? Wow Sweetheart, that’s really hurting my feelings”, said Negan chuckling, placing his hand dramatically on his chest. You answered with an uninterested glance and saw how Negan smirked to himself. “Could have taught you some shit about that”, Negan added grinning before Spencer slightly cleared his throat. And you hoped for him that he wouldn’t mess this up. “Oh of course. Thank her for that delay, she destracted me once again”, Negan said winking up to you before he turned completely to Spencer and the pool table. ”I could never do that with Rick. He would just stand there giving me that fucking annoying side eye he’s always giving me”, Negan said smirking while Spencer bought the balls into the right order. ”Thats actually what I came to see you about”, answered Spencer while your glance turned into a glare. Fuck you, Spencer. “I get what you’re trying to do here, what you’re trying to build. I’m not saying I agree with your methods, but I get it. You’re building a network. You’re making people contribute for the greater good. It makes sense. But you should know that Rick Grimes has a history of not working well with others”, said Spencer. Now you also saw the disbelief in Carl’s glance. “Is that so?”, asked Negan sipping on his liquor. “Rick wasn’t the original leader here. My mom was. She was doing a really good job of it. Then she died, not long after Rick showed up…same with my brother, same with my dad”, explained Spencer walking around the Pool Table. He really said that, he really did. “So, everything was fucking peachy here? for what? years? And then fucking Rick shows up, and suddenly, you’re an orphan? That is the saddest fucking story I’ve ever heard”, Negan said, the grin off his face while he looked eyed Spencer warily. “Good thing for you he’s not in charge anymore”, Negan added sipping on his liquor once again. “Doesn’t matter. His ego’s out of control. He’ll find a way to screw things up, to try and do things his way, to take over. That’s what he did with my mom. That’s what he’ll do again”, Spencer said and you first thought that you couldn’t believe what you had just heard. He was straight up betraying and you weren’t sure if Negan saw what Spencer was trying to do there. “What exactly do you want to be done about that?”, asked Negan stepping closer to Spencer. “I am my mother’s son. I can be the leader she was. That’s what this place needs. That’s what you need”, said Spencer. No Spencer, you can’t be a leader you can be a little lying bitchy asshole not more and not less, you thought to yourself. “So I should put you in charge…that’s what you’re saying?”, Negan asked testing. “We’d be much better off”, answered Spencer. From the outside you probably looked completely calm, just glaring. But on the inside you were furious. He was risking the peace between the people in Alexandria, probably also their life’s with such a move just to get his way. Like some toddler crying because it wanted the toy another kid had. “I’m thinking how Rick fucking threatened to kill me, how he clearly hates my guts. But he is out there right now, gathering shit for me to make sure I don’t fucking hurt any of the fine people that live here”, Negan said grinning walking closer to Spencer. “He is swallowing his hate and is getting shit done. That takes guts”, added Negan chuckling. “And then there’s you The guy who waited for Rick to be gone so he could fucking sneak over and talk to me to get me to do his dirty work, so he could take Rick’s fucking place”, Negan said chuckling pointing at Spencer. You were sure now that he had seen what wrong game Spencer played, but you asked yourself what he would do now. “So I got to ask …if you wanna take over, why not just kill Rick yourself and just take over?”, Chuckled Negan stepping even closer to Spencer whose glance got even more shocked. …he played himself. “What..no…uhm”, stuttered Spencer looking frightened at Negan. ”You know what I am thinking? Cause I have a fucking guess”, said Negan his face moving even closer to Spencers. ”Its because you got no fucking guts”, you heard Negan say and suddenly saw how he took his knife and burried it in Spencers stomach. Spencer stumbled as you looked unbelieving down to the scene that was playing there. You felt yourself jolt up and gasp as you saw how Negan ripped Spencers stomach with his knife open, his guts treading out of his body. ”How fucking embarrassing! There they are! They were inside you the whole fucking time! You did have guts! I’ve never been so wrong in my whole fucking life!”, called Negan as Spencer sunk to his knees holding his gut in his hands, his blood pouring outside him. Of course you couldnt stand Spencer but that still shocked you and let a shiver run down your back.  You looked over to Carl and Olivia. They were as shocked as you and you could even see their bodies tremble. Your glance stayed on them until you heard Negans voice again. ”So someone has to clean that shit up”, said Negan grinning leaning against the pool table. Deadly silence. ”No one?”, Negan asked chuckling. Again no one answered. ”Alright anyone wanna finish the game? I was winning”, Negan asked grinning looking into the crowd where no one answered from. They just stared shocked and disgusted at him, before he turned around in your direction. ”Sweetheart! Come on! We two can play together how about that?”, Negan asked grinning.  You shook slightly your had as your shocked glance turned into a glare. ”Turning me down again. What a shame! That would have been so much fun!”, Negan chuckled before he looked back to the crowd. ”Now anyone? Don’t let yourself be distracted by Spencer over here. He finally has his guts he’s more than fucking alright!”, chuckled Negan before you saw how Rosita stepped forward, took her gun and a blood freezing  shoot called trough the air. “Shit! What the fuck?! Did you try to fucking shoot me?!” Negan screamed, your heart making another step while he uncontrollably stamped towards Rosita while Arat wrestled her down. He looked upset at Lucille, the thing Rosita had hit instead of Negan. Negan took a step back breathing heavily obviously trying to control himself as he saw something on the ground. “What is this? What the fucking fuck is this? This little bad boy made from scratch? Look at those fucking crimps….This was fucking homemade”, Negan said still angry but more calm holding a bullet in his hand. “You may be fucking stupid, darling, but you showed some real ingenuity here", he said walking closer Arat and Rosita “Arat, move that knife up out on that girl’s face” ordered Negan while you gasped hearing Carl and Olivia doing the same. “Lucille’s beautiful, smooth surface is never gonna look the fucking same, so why should yours?! Unless…Unless you fucking tell me who made this "It was me. I made it”, you heard Rosita spatt. “You see, now I just think you’re lying. And you lying to me now?! Such a shame. Arat’s gonna have to fucking cut up that pretty face”, Negan said grinning Rosita trying to assure that she made the bullet while Arat cut the first line into her face. You didn’t have to think a lot about it to know that Eugene must have made it…and of course Rosita wouldn’t extradite him. You listened up again as you heard Negans voice. “Good have it your way”, said Negan and you felt how a cold shiver run down your back.  You knew what that meant. “Arat, kill someone”, Negan said as you felt yourself gasp. Not again. The woman looked up, pointed in your direction and a loud shot sounded through the air. You felt something brushing against your arm and pain and adrenaline shooting through your body. The pressure let you stumble a few steps back. You saw how Negan hit the pistol out of the woman’s hand, his face even angrier than before. “Fuck! Arat are you fucking kidding me?! Who the fuck shat in your fucking brain that you get the fucking idea to fucking shoot her?!”, screamed Negan. The woman that seemed so tough looked now shocked up to Negan, her lips trembling. “I’m s-sorry…But…you said someone”, she said almost unhearable for you. “God fucking damnit! You are so fucking lucky that you didn’t fucking hit worse…”, Negan yelled. “(Y/N),…are you okay?”, you heard Olivia’s voice. You looked at her as she glanced concerned at you. Behind her Carl looking the same way. “She didn’t hit me. I’m okay…I’m okay”, your shocked voice said as you looked down on the wound the bullet that had brushed you had left. It was just a small wound, it wasnt even really bleeding. But only a few centimeters more and you would have been dead. You had goddamn luck. The shock was still stuck in your body, leaving you trembling while you heard Negan still growling at Arat. Olivia handed you a tissue that you pressed on the wound and looked again over to the scene. You realized that this all wouldn’t be over, Arat didn’t hit you but that didn’t mean that no one else would die. You’d lose someone again and it could be anyone. And that made your heart pump faster than it already was. “Sweetheart come over here”, Negan said as looked at you waving you over. You first stood there, not moving an inch. “Come on”, he said in a more urging serious tone. You breathed out, and began walking down the stairs…who knew if he’d kill not just one but two when you would resist. You glared at him as he pulled you next to him in the puddle of Spencer’s blood he was standing in.  The smell of the blood travelled up your nose and let another shiver ran down your back. “So Arat, once again. Now. Shoot. Someone. And don’t fucking fuck it up”, Negan growled. He was standing now with his back to you but you just kept glaring. The one who would die would be completely innocent and again you could do nothing against it. You just felt so helpless. As helpless as in the night you lost Glenn and Abraham. Rosita screamed again on the ground that it was her. You looked over to Carl and Olivia seeing the fear and shock in their eyes as another shot sounded and you felt your body cramping immediately as you saw who sank to their knees. “No”, came cracking out of your mouth. Why Olivia? That just seemed unreal, she was one of the most innocent people you knew and now it was her who had to pay for it. You saw Carl looking up over to you, shock and disbelief in his glance. You heard some loud panting as you suddenly heard Ricks voice. “We had a deal!”, he shouted. ”Rick! Oh look everyone fucking Rick is here again! …Ah, your people are making me lose my fucking voice doing all this yelling”, Negan said chuckling at Rick. You looked behind Rick and saw Aaron standing propped by Eric looking like he was beaten up. God, what the heck did they do to him? Why became this situaton even worse and worse? “Rick how about a “thank you”? I mean, look, I know we started this fucking relationship with me beating the holy fucking shit out of your friends, and because of that, we’re probably never gonna fucking sit around and braid each other’s hair or share our deepest, darkest secrets, but how about a little fucking credit? I just bent over backwards to show you how fucking reasonable I am”, Negan chuckled. “Your fucking kid”, he pointed at Carl “he hid in one of my trucks and fucking machine-gunned a bunch of my men down, and I brought him home, safe and sound…. and I fed him some fucking spaghetti!”, Negan said grinning. “Another one of your people. Well, he wanted me to fucking kill you and put him in charge. I took him for you!”, Negan continued and talked about Rositas try to shoot him. “Now you have one fucking mouth less to feed and I mean I guess that mouth did some fucking damage…I personally wouldn’t have chosen her but Arat”, he stopped while chuckling “she just didn’t trust her, you know.” “What did you do to her?”, asked Rick looking concerned and angry at the now blood soaked tissue on your arm. “A damn fucking mistake of Arat over here”, Negan said glaring at Arat. You mouthed an “I’m okay” to Rick trying to calm him down. Your wound wasnt bad, it would heal itself pretty fast and Rick had already enough sorrow and problems, your wound shouldn’t be one of it. “Don’t worry Ricky boy, she’s gonna be alright”, Negan said smirking. “I’m gonna take fucking care of her”, he said grinning walking over to you slinging his arms around your waist. You shifted slightly away as you felt his touch turning to him and glaring in his eyes. Negan looked chuckling at you before Rick raised his voice. “Your shit is waiting for you at the gate….just go”, growled Rick. “Sure thing I just gotta know who made this fucking bullet”, said Negan holding up the self made bullet. You heard Tara scream but your glance just laid on Eugene who stood sniffling there. “It was me..it was me..”, sobbed Eugene as you hold your breath seeing how Negan turned to him. It made you feel horrible seeing how Eugene desperately tried to explain how he build it, sobbing and sniffing uncontrollably until Negan stopped him. “Shut up, I believe you…listen Rick I’m gonna relieve you of your bullet maker and whatever is waiting for me at the gate”, said Negan grinning before he laid his hand on your lower back pushing you with him. You looked back to your friends, the glance in their eyes reminding you of the one you had seen in the night Glenn and Abraham got killed. And that made your heart cramp. You hated that every time you got to see them again it was connected with them suffering or someone getting hurt or killed. You just wanted them to be safe. As you came to the gates of Alexandria the saviors began loading up the stuff they had collected and pushed the still sobbing Eugene into one truck as Negan suddenly stopped. He looked at you, his glance turned into a little bit softer a somehow concerned one while it wandered from your face to your arm where you still pressed the tissue on your wound. “Let me see”, he mumbled taking the tissue of the wound eying it. “Shes gonna have to work her fucking ass off to make just roughly up for that”, he muttered serious and more quiet but still hearable. The same guy who had just minutes ago first ripped someones body open and then let someone else who was innocent get killed as punishment looked actually somehow concerned about a small wound on your arm. You sighed while Negans glance wandered up again to your face, his glance mixed between his signature smirk and this slight softness you didn’t know how to interpret and that seemed so unfitting for him. “Boss we’re ready”, some man shouted out of one of the trucks. “We’re coming”, growled Negan just. You looked back at Alexandria, not knowing when you’d come back and what would happen if you did… But who knew what the future held for you? For Alexandria? For your group? For your brother? And for that weird thing, whatever the heck it was, that seemed to evolve  slowly between you and Negan…? tagging: @reylo101 @imaginesforthepeople @squidgy84 @toxic-ink @agespenst @nobodylastname @tolieboy @nice-shoes-nerd @thegirlwiththelyrics99 @writteninthestars288

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Possibilities ~15

Part 14

You sat quietly on the bed, back to Negan so he can’t look at you. He brings you food every day. But you weren’t even going to eat any of it. 

“ You need to eat Y/N. I told you a million times that I’m sorry..” Negan said in almost a whisper. You turned your head to look at him over your shoulder, he could just see your eyes. The cold gaze you were giving him. 

Your eyes filled with tears remembering the day. The day he took another person away from you. You still loved him somehow but he breaks you over and over again. 

Negan sees your tears, you crumble to the floor sobbing your heart out. At the sight of you on the floor, his eyes filled with guilt. It was his fault you were like this.  

That day played in your head over and over again. 

Staring up at this man you love. Lucille was dripping with blood, there was very little remains of Abraham. The sight made you vomit, you held your stomach letting out the content out. Maggie crawled over to you, rubbing your back. You’re head snapped up at him, “ Why?!.” 

Negan looks away from you, he doesn’t like seeing the tears in your eyes. His expression turns into guilt. Rick sees the change, his fist clenches up as he stares daggers up at him. 

Looking to the group, they all were still crying and whimpering. Sasha is crying into the ground. Rosita is clenching the grass in her hands while shaking.Standing up on your feet, wobbling as you face Negan pointing a finger at his chest.

“ If the Lily women haven’t come to the house this wouldn’t have happened. You took another person I cared about away from me! It’s not on my hands, it’s on yours! She wasn’t a friend, she is one of your fuck buddies!” you spatted angrily at him. He glared down at you, “ I didn’t touch her. She was my friend before this shit hole. I grew up with her! And you know what else? She isn’t the women I love!” 

Your face dropped hearing him say the word “ love.” It was so rare for you to hear it from him. 

“ If you stay around, you’d would of found out she was the only women I trusted.. now I found her…my wife couldn’t have children so Lilly was the one that bore a child for me and my wife. Then she lost it and I never was the same after that…” he said. 

Your heart dropped in your stomach, “ Well you know what? Another miracle was given to you because I’m pregnant!” you yelled pushing past him into the house that you came from slamming the door. Negan’s mouth was a jar, eyes wide hearing you say that you were having his child.

Daryl’s eyes were wide so was Rick’s. Rick was angry, he wanted you to have his child. Not Negan’s. His heart shattered hearing Negan say that he loves you when he doesn’t even know what real love is. Rick was the one who loves you like he loved Lori. 

Negan was looking through some drawers looking for something as you sat in bed staring at the ceiling. You had cried for hours, no more tears. You didn’t want to eat. 

“ I’m sorry..” you whispered. He stopped what he was doing, raising his head, he tilted his head. “ I’m sorry about the whole Rick thing, it was a poor way to hurt you.” He turned around, facing you. 

After a couple of days not speaking to him. It hurt him to see you like this. He was surprised you were talking to him once again. It brought a smile on his face. He crawled his way on top of you, hovering above you. 

“ I’m sorry too Mouse” he says leaning down kissing your nose. 

“ Do you want the baby?” you asked softly, preparing to hear what he was going to say. He stares down at you for a moment before saying, “ I do want this baby especially because you are the mother of my unborn kid” his lips lit up into a small smile.

You’re heart fluttered at his words, you were happy that he wanted to be a father. Leaning forwards you brush your lips against his,closing your eyes he kisses you. Gently holding you like you were going to break if he holds you tighter. 

The moment was interrupted from your stomach growling out. Negan laughs, kissing you once more before asking, “ Did you eat breakfast?”you shook your head.

“ I’ll be back mouse” he gets up heading to the door. 

“ It’s not you’re fault. It wasn’t on your hands Y/N” Rick says as he sits by on the steps of your house. You were out in the field working, planting crops. 

“ I could of prevented it from happening..” he sighs looking ahead before looking back at you. “ When are you going to realize that Negan isn’t what he seems?” 

“ What he seems? Rick what are you trying to say? You’re jealous of him?” Rick looks down at his lap being quiet. 

“ I see. We never were nothing Rick, you never told me how you felt. You never told me you loved me. If you did, then things might be different. But I heard you found a replacement. Michonne” you nodded. 

Heading to go back inside, his voice stopped you. 

“ I never told you how I felt because I didn’t want to lose you Y/N. Now that I did, there isn’t a moment where I don’t want to go back and change it. I do care about you more than he does” 

“ You have a great way of showing it Grimes” you walked into the house into the living room collapsing on the couch with your arms over your eyes exhausted from today already.

“ Heard you talking to Rick..” Negan mutters. You removed your hand looking at him, shrugging. 

“ You don’t got to worry” “ I hope not” He takes your legs putting them up before sitting on the couch next to you putting your legs in his lap. He grunts, slouching a bit.

“ Long day?” He nods closing his eyes before you crawled over to him brushing your lips against his ear rubbing his chest.

“ Negan, bed.. now..” you whispered tugging on his earlobe, giggling as his eyes snap open. A dark gaze comes over his eyes as he looks at you. 

As you two reach your room, he pushes you against the wall. It’s been awhile, his actions are more desperate holding onto you tighter, grunting against your lips. 

He grinds on you taking your bottom lip in his mouth tugging it with his teeth, you moan grabbing onto his jacket. You could feel how hard he was for you against your thigh. A whimper escapes your throat, one of your hands go to his hair, tugging it on while the other is raking your nails down his chest. 

Negan steps away as he unzips is jacket, slowly. A slight smirk on his face as he watches you whimper against the wall watching his every move. He licked his lips dropping his jacket before removing his shirt throwing it to the side. 

He goes down to his belt , unzipping his pants sliding them down along with his boxers. His cock was already ready for you springing against his stomach. He removes them along with his shoes and socks. 

“You’re turn” 

You stepped away from the wall removing your tank top, he moans at the sight of you not wearing a bra. His hand goes down to his cock, he grips it in his hand stroking it while watching you with hunger in his eyes. 

You giggle, removing your shorts with your underwear. You threw your underwear at him, he catches them with a smirk as he takes a sniff before throwing them over his shoulder. 

His eyes go to your stomach which had a slight bump to it. He goes on his knees kissing your stomach, around your belly button while making eye contact with you. 

His mouth goes over your nipple, circling around out flicking with his tongue,earning a loud moan from you. 

Negan lets you to the bed, you laid down on it as he hovers above you. 

“ Ready mouse?” you nod, it’s been so long since you had this with him. He thrusts slowly, grunting. 

Grabbing a hold of his shoulders, he fully thrusts himself in you. He slides out of you before thrusting back in, arching your back moaning his name. 

“ Fuck..” he mutters moaning your name as the continues to thrusts. He pulls out again, slamming back in. He loves to be inside of you. He does it a couple of more time before he thrusts deeper, you bite down on his shoulder. He growls into your ear thrusting faster.

You could feel yourself becoming tight against him, he was also almost to his climax. You’re toes curling,clenching around him as you came. He thrusts one more time before he follows, panting he slips out of you.

Still above, panting he whispers two words you wanted to hear all along, “ I love you so much Y/N. So fucking much..” 

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Possibilities ~15

Part 14

You sat quietly on the bed, back to Negan so he can’t look at you. He brings you food every day. But you weren’t even going to eat any of it. 

“ You need to eat Y/N. I told you a million times that I’m sorry..” Negan said in almost a whisper. You turned your head to look at him over your shoulder, he could just see your eyes. The cold gaze you were giving him. 

Your eyes filled with tears remembering the day. The day he took another person away from you. You still loved him somehow but he breaks you over and over again. 

Negan sees your tears, you crumble to the floor sobbing your heart out. At the sight of you on the floor, his eyes filled with guilt. It was his fault you were like this.  

That day played in your head over and over again. 

Staring up at this man you love. Lucille was dripping with blood, there was very little remains of Abraham. The sight made you vomit, you held your stomach letting out the content out. Maggie crawled over to you, rubbing your back. You’re head snapped up at him, “ Why?!.” 

Negan looks away from you, he doesn’t like seeing the tears in your eyes. His expression turns into guilt. Rick sees the change, his fist clenches up as he stares daggers up at him. 

Looking to the group, they all were still crying and whimpering. Sasha is crying into the ground. Rosita is clenching the grass in her hands while shaking.Standing up on your feet, wobbling as you face Negan pointing a finger at his chest.

“ If the Lily women haven’t come to the house this wouldn’t have happened. You took another person I cared about away from me! It’s not on my hands, it’s on yours! She wasn’t a friend, she is one of your fuck buddies!” you spatted angrily at him. He glared down at you, “ I didn’t touch her. She was my friend before this shit hole. I grew up with her! And you know what else? She isn’t the women I love!” 

Your face dropped hearing him say the word “ love.” It was so rare for you to hear it from him. 

“ If you stay around, you’d would of found out she was the only women I trusted.. now I found her…my wife couldn’t have children so Lilly was the one that bore a child for me and my wife. Then she lost it and I never was the same after that…” he said. 

Your heart dropped in your stomach, “ Well you know what? Another miracle was given to you because I’m pregnant!” you yelled pushing past him into the house that you came from slamming the door. Negan’s mouth was a jar, eyes wide hearing you say that you were having his child.

Daryl’s eyes were wide so was Rick’s. Rick was angry, he wanted you to have his child. Not Negan’s. His heart shattered hearing Negan say that he loves you when he doesn’t even know what real love is. Rick was the one who loves you like he loved Lori. 

Negan was looking through some drawers looking for something as you sat in bed staring at the ceiling. You had cried for hours, no more tears. You didn’t want to eat. 

“ I’m sorry..” you whispered. He stopped what he was doing, raising his head, he tilted his head. “ I’m sorry about the whole Rick thing, it was a poor way to hurt you.” He turned around, facing you. 

After a couple of days not speaking to him. It hurt him to see you like this. He was surprised you were talking to him once again. It brought a smile on his face. He crawled his way on top of you, hovering above you. 

“ I’m sorry too Mouse” he says leaning down kissing your nose. 

“ Do you want the baby?” you asked softly, preparing to hear what he was going to say. He stares down at you for a moment before saying, “ I do want this baby especially because you are the mother of my unborn kid” his lips lit up into a small smile.

You’re heart fluttered at his words, you were happy that he wanted to be a father. Leaning forwards you brush your lips against his,closing your eyes he kisses you. Gently holding you like you were going to break if he holds you tighter. 

The moment was interrupted from your stomach growling out. Negan laughs, kissing you once more before asking, “ Did you eat breakfast?”you shook your head.

“ I’ll be back mouse” he gets up heading to the door. 

“ It’s not you’re fault. It wasn’t on your hands Y/N” Rick says as he sits by on the steps of your house. You were out in the field working, planting crops. 

“ I could of prevented it from happening..” he sighs looking ahead before looking back at you. “ When are you going to realize that Negan isn’t what he seems?” 

“ What he seems? Rick what are you trying to say? You’re jealous of him?” Rick looks down at his lap being quiet. 

“ I see. We never were nothing Rick, you never told me how you felt. You never told me you loved me. If you did, then things might be different. But I heard you found a replacement. Michonne” you nodded. 

Heading to go back inside, his voice stopped you. 

“ I never told you how I felt because I didn’t want to lose you Y/N. Now that I did, there isn’t a moment where I don’t want to go back and change it. I do care about you more than he does” 

“ You have a great way of showing it Grimes” you walked into the house into the living room collapsing on the couch with your arms over your eyes exhausted from today already.

“ Heard you talking to Rick..” Negan mutters. You removed your hand looking at him, shrugging. 

“ You don’t got to worry” “ I hope not” He takes your legs putting them up before sitting on the couch next to you putting your legs in his lap. He grunts, slouching a bit.

“ Long day?” He nods closing his eyes before you crawled over to him brushing your lips against his ear rubbing his chest.

“ Negan, bed.. now..” you whispered tugging on his earlobe, giggling as his eyes snap open. A dark gaze comes over his eyes as he looks at you. 

As you two reach your room, he pushes you against the wall. It’s been awhile, his actions are more desperate holding onto you tighter, grunting against your lips. 

He grinds on you taking your bottom lip in his mouth tugging it with his teeth, you moan grabbing onto his jacket. You could feel how hard he was for you against your thigh. A whimper escapes your throat, one of your hands go to his hair, tugging it on while the other is raking your nails down his chest. 

Negan steps away as he unzips is jacket, slowly. A slight smirk on his face as he watches you whimper against the wall watching his every move. He licked his lips dropping his jacket before removing his shirt throwing it to the side. 

He goes down to his belt , unzipping his pants sliding them down along with his boxers. His cock was already ready for you springing against his stomach. He removes them along with his shoes and socks. 

“You’re turn” 

You stepped away from the wall removing your tank top, he moans at the sight of you not wearing a bra. His hand goes down to his cock, he grips it in his hand stroking it while watching you with hunger in his eyes. 

You giggle, removing your shorts with your underwear. You threw your underwear at him, he catches them with a smirk as he takes a sniff before throwing them over his shoulder. 

His eyes go to your stomach which had a slight bump to it. He goes on his knees kissing your stomach, around your belly button while making eye contact with you. 

His mouth goes over your nipple, circling around out flicking with his tongue,earning a loud moan from you. 

Negan lets you to the bed, you laid down on it as he hovers above you. 

“ Ready mouse?” you nod, it’s been so long since you had this with him. He thrusts slowly, grunting. 

Grabbing a hold of his shoulders, he fully thrusts himself in you. He slides out of you before thrusting back in, arching your back moaning his name. 

“ Fuck..” he mutters moaning your name as the continues to thrusts. He pulls out again, slamming back in. He loves to be inside of you. He does it a couple of more time before he thrusts deeper, you bite down on his shoulder. He growls into your ear thrusting faster.

You could feel yourself becoming tight against him, he was also almost to his climax. You’re toes curling,clenching around him as you came. He thrusts one more time before he follows, panting he slips out of you.

Still above, panting he whispers two words you wanted to hear all along, “ I love you so much Y/N. So fucking much..” 

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Unprofessional.

Can you do one where you are an extra on a film or something with Norman and you have to do quite a steamy scene and he gets all “Excited” whilst filming and you sort him out later for it. ;) 

Reaaaaaally enjoyed writing this one. Its very smutty and steamy. I was going to use TWD but thought this was better. I couldn’t think of just one song that the music video could be for. It was out of Bad Girlfriend - Thoery Of A Deadman, That Fire - Black Tide and Lollipop - Framing Hanley. GIF is from JiHAE - It Just Feels.  If you havent seen it, I soooo recommend. Hope you enjoy this dirty little story. I’m now going to take a cold shower. ;)- S

                               !!! LOTS OF SMUT/SWEARING !!!    

“Y/N, be in our music video. You’d be perfect for it.” Your friend, Lucas, said to you. He was in a band and needed someone to be the main character in their video. The song was a cover and wanted the video to be quite steamy… shocker. “Fine, but whos the guy?” You said, hands on your hips. You knew that you would have to get quite handsy with another person. “Well, I know a guy who knows another guy and that guy managed to get a big time celebrity to agree to be involved in this video.” He told you, wiggling his eyebrows. “Celebrity? Who Lucas?” You said, your eyes burning into him, hoping he didnt do anything stupid. “Norman Reedus. He said he liked our cover of the song and agreed.” He licked his lips, knowing you had been a fan of his for a long time. “You asshole. I wish I never agreed now!” You paced back and forth knowing you had to get incredibly close to this man in a few days. “Balls.” You put your head in your hands.

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