Negan and the wee girl
for @ladylorelitany‘s Monster Mash 2017 : A Negan Challenge
My prompt was Fae
Negan x Fairy OC
2500 words
Warnings ~ Negan’s language and a bit of sexual innuendo, it’s Negan!
This is a definite AU as I have very little knowledge of fairies, so I just winged it! 😂
This will have more to it
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The fucking ungrateful ball-less shitheads! I screamed out behind me when I realized the group of men that were with me had fucking hightailed it out of the woods we were in. But I had to get to the outpost we had hidden out here. And, like fucking always, I’m the only one with the fucking balls to do it.
We’d been on the road for days, checking all our outposts and the communities we had taken control off. I was fucking tired, wanted to get back to the Sanctuary, I needed to fuck someone and fucking soon. And this shit outpost was in the middle of bumfuck nowhere.
We’d heard a strange noise when we first entered the wooded area.
“Jesus, boss! What the hell was that sound?!”
“I don’t know D, just keep the fuck moving!”
“That was howling, but that ain’t like any dog I’ve ever heard before!”
“If it ain’t fucking walkers, then you shitheads pay it no mind and keep on a marching!”
We walked further into the forest, the sounds seeming to fade away. When we reached a clearing the howling appeared again, intensified.
“I’m out of here!”
“Me too.”
And that was the last I saw of those fuckers. I didn’t have time to dwell on the assholiness of my fucking supposed Saviors. Marching forth thru the high grass I was suddenly knocked on my ass by a herd of what looked like small dogs. What the actual fuck am I seeing here?!
I got back on my feet to see the tall grasses being parted by nothing visible to me. I followed the part, thinking it had to be those dogs(?) that had plowed me the fuck over. When I reached the edge where the grass ended and the woods once again started, I heard something else, music? What the fuck?!
I made sure Lucille was secure on my shoulder as I slowly and quietly stepped forward towards the beat. Peeking around a tree, I saw it. But my mind couldn’t fucking comprehend the shit that was going down.
It was a party of some sort, people dancing, music playing, laughter filling the air. On the edge of this circle of people were the small dogs I had thought I had seen before. They appeared to be keeping guard, their back ends facing the small crowd, ears pricked forward towards the surrounding area.
Now, this was definitely a fucking strange sight in these days. But it wasn’t the party of people that made this occurrence strange. Fuck no! It was the fact that the partiers in question were no more than a few fucking inches tall. And no, I’m not fucking crazy.
I felt dizzy suddenly, not sure exactly what the fuckity fuck I was witnessing. It’s the apocalypse, the dead are roaming the earth. Are tiny people so hard to comprehend?!
Fuck, yes they are!
I stepped back, looking for a place to sit my ass down before I fell down. As I sat on a fallen tree trunk, I stepped on a twig, a sharp “snap” heard by the massive ears on one of the dog sentries. Turning to look right at me, I saw one of the people jump on its’ back and then they both headed my way. Shit!
When the dog reached me, the little person, a woman I could now see, climbed up onto the dog’s head, holding onto its ears for balance.
“Hello sir!” I could hear her, as tiny as she was, she was fucking loud. “I’m LilithElle of Pembrokeshire. And you are?” She looked as if she was holding out her tiny hand to me.
Okay.
“Uh, um, I’m Negan of The Sanctuary.” I placed my hand down towards her. She took both of her miniature hands, clasping onto one of my fingers, attempting to “shake” it. Damn if it wasn’t cute.
“Well a good afternoon to you, Negan of The Sanctuary! And welcome to our gathering!” She gestured towards the circle of party goers. “And this here,” she leant down to pat her dog’s head, “is Dal, he’s my steed, and my best friend.” She gently stroked between his ears, sitting down, her tiny legs crossing.
“So, good sir, what brings you here? Most of your kind cannot see us. Is there something you’re searching for? Something you need, desire?” She stood once again, straightening the little outfit she wore, which wasn’t much, an itty bitty leaf bra and some sort of flower skirt. Do these creatures have the same anatomy as humans? Does this little lady standing in front of me have little tits and a teenie pussy? And why the fuck am I thinking about this?! Shit.
I was wiping at my face, feeling fucking flush, when I suddenly felt something, someone, lightly touching my knee. Looking down and just about to swat what I thought must have been a fucking spider away, I realized the little lady was now standing on me. I must have looked like what I felt, because she had a concerned look on her face.
“Mr. Negan, are okay? I know this must come as a bit of a shock, a horde of tiny people living in the woods with corgi steeds and invisible to most.” She patted my hand that rested on my leg. “Ask me anything, Mr. Negan. I’m an open book!” Her mini arms opening wide. “But do you mind if I sit here a bit? I’m afraid my legs are a wee bit tired, I’ve had a might busy morning.” She let out a big yawn, stretching her arms over her head, and fuck if I didn’t check her out.
Jesus fucking Christ, I’m going nuts, I must have hit my fucking head when I fell and now I’m dreaming about a tiny half naked lady with nice tits. Okay, that could definitely explain all this.
I didn’t know what to say, what to fucking think. I’m sitting in the woods, death, destruction all around me. And I’m in the middle of some psychedelic fucking acid trip chatting it up with a tiny sexy fucking fairy tale creature.
“Okay, doll, your name again?”
She looked up at me and I could see her beautiful eyes, a fucking kaleidoscope of different colors swirling around. “Well, we faes have very long names, but are given shorter names once our personalities show. I’m known as LilithElle. Some call me Lil as I’m a bit wee sized.”
She giggled, covering her mouth in embarrassment. “I guess to you sir, we all are a bit wee!” She stretched her legs out in front of her and leaned back on her hands. “So, next question?”
“You said most people can’t fucking see your kind. So why can I?” She seemed to be contemplating her answer.
“One of my elders might be better to answer this, but I do know this. Usually someone who believes in us can definitely see, but my mother once told me that so can humans that have a fairy soulmate. So, Mr. Negan, do you believe in fairies?” She sat forward, resting her tiny chin in her hands, a look of all seriousness on her face.
“Well, I guess I fucking do sweetheart, cause I sure as shit am looking at you right now.” I laughed, making my leg shake.
“Whoa!” I realized that any fucking movement I made, no matter how small, was like a fucking quake to little miss tiny. She was holding onto my thumb with all her fucking might. “I think I’ll jump back over to Dal, Mr. Negan.” She giggled again, such a sweet sound.
She stood back up, turning to head back to her dog. “Hold on teenie tiny, climb onto my hand, let me get a better look at ya.” I placed my hand near her, palm up.
She stepped onto my hand, sitting down, crisscrossing her long legs. “Okay, but please move slowly, I’m not fond of heights Mr. Negan.”
I carefully began lifting my hand, keeping it fucking level. When reached my face, I brought her closer. “Hello doll, now I can see you better. Now call me Negan, no need for the formalities.”
“Oooh, I’m high up! Hey Dal!” She leaned over my hand carefully, waving to her dog below on the ground. He began barking, jumping up on my knee causing me to almost drop tiny tot.
“Down boy! If you knock Mr., I mean Negan down, I’ll come tumbling down too!” She was pointing her itty finger at the dog, chastising him. And I couldn’t help but notice her tiny fucking ass was pointed right in my face.
Fuck man, get a grip! It’s not like she’s a fucking normal size woman. Nothing can come out of this.
But why the fuckity fuck am I so attracted to her. It’s like I’m drawn to the little doll. Jesus, this whole experience is freaking me the fuck out.
She turned around, her tiny hands suddenly placed on her hips. “Like what you see Negan?” She giggled, which turned into her whole body laughing. “I’m just kiddin’ with you!” She sat down again, patting my thumb. “Would you like to meet everyone? We’re a friendly bunch!”
The little lady has a fucking sense of humor, fuck, I’m in love! Hey, no not really, I mean shit, she’s the size of my dick.
“Okay, they aren’t gonna try to fucking tie me down or something are they?” I couldn’t stop staring at her, wasn’t sure if it was the fact that I was holding an actual living breathing very fucking human looking creature. Or was it because I found her fucking breathtaking.
She had long dark hair, I’d say it was black, but when the sun hit it, it changed colors, purple, blue, red. Her eyes, almost the same. Dark, but when the light hit they turned shades of purple, blue, green. They looked to almost be emitting light on their own. Her skin was pale, but fucking glittering. And she felt warm sitting in my hand, it was fucking nice.
I had to shake myself out of my fucking crazy thoughts. I’m fucking attracted to a fucking fairy? Jesus if I didn’t need to get back to my wives and soon.
“Oh no, Negan. My people are very cordial, we’re a welcoming bunch we are!” She stood up, her hands behind her back, just looking up at me. “But, you must have people waiting for you? A mate? Children?” She spoke softly, looking down at her miniature bare feet , as if she didn’t want me to answer.
“No, uh no mate, or kids. Shit no, not in this world. Besides sweetheart, I’m not the most pleasant man.”
She tipped her head at me. “Now, I found that extremely hard to believe, Negan. You’ve been nothing but a gentle sir with me. And you make me laugh!” She started laughing, her hands coming around to the front of herself, clutching her itty stomach.
“Well, doll, I guess you fucking bring out the best in me!” I laughed, careful not to shake my hand. She looked up at me with the sweetest smile.
“While that is incredibly kind of you Negan, you don’t need anyone to bring out your best. You do that all by yourself! I’ve not met many of your kind I’m afraid, but the stories I’ve heard, well…” She wrapped her arms around her small frame, shivering.
I wanted to get her back to smiling so I quickly spoke up. “Okay sweet thing, how about you fucking introduce me to your family. Do you want me to place you back down on your little dogger?”
She beamed up at me. “Perfect!”
I slowly moved her to the back of her dog, placing her gently down onto her saddle. I watched as she settled in, grabbing her “reins” that seemed to be made from twisted vines. Her saddle a bed of leaves with flowers as trim. She began speaking to him in a language that I couldn’t fucking understand. She then began making clicking sounds, the pup turning around.
“Ready Negan?!” She yelled up at me.
“Lead the way doll!” I followed, thinking I would have to be fucking careful, taking tiny steps so as to not overpower them. But I needn’t worry, that little fucker could run fast on those 4 tiny stumps for legs. We were quickly back at the celebration. She jumped off the dog, quickly making her way over to what looked like a stage of sorts, made out of rocks and logs.
“Excuse me everyone! I have brought us a new friend from far away!” Her voice was loud, carrying across the partiers and to where I was standing. I was concerned, believing that her voice could attract the undead. Which made me wonder how they fought them? Were they here, wherever here was?
When I came out of my fucking thoughts I realized a 100 sets of eyes were on me.
“Uh, hello. I’m Negan, and I’m not sure where I am, or why I’m here. But LilithElle has been so very accommodating to me.” I looked over the tiny party goers, seeing only what looked like welcoming faces, not an angry fucking scared mob that I was sure I would see.
“Welcome Negan! You’re in Pembrokeshire, home to the Alban clan.” I noticed little doll walking back over towards me, stopping to talk to someone. They both began heading over to me.
“Negan of The Sanctuary, this is my mam, she birthed me many moons ago.” She giggled that sweet sounding song making me smile.
“Good noon Negan of The Sanctuary! A friend of my dear Lil is a friend of us all!” She stretched her hand high like her daughter had done, so I crouched down to meet her. As she touched my hand, she jolted backwards, falling into doll, the both of them collapsing into a heap on the ground.
As they struggled to get up, I offered my hand for help. They both stood, straightening their outfits.
“Mam, what’s the matter? You almost crushed me!” She began laughing, grabbing onto my thumb to steady herself.
Doll’s mother stood and came right up to me. “Good sir, do you know what your purpose is here?”
“Uh, I’m afraid I don’t know. One minute I’m walking thru a fucking field. Next thing I know I’m looking at, talking to, tiny people. Yeah, I’m fucking lost here sweetheart.”
“I know your reason for being brought to us.”
Doll stepped over to the other woman’s side. “Please, do tell us!”
“Negan, you kind sir, are my daughter’s soulmate.”
