#twf fic

[scrmqwn]

What type of baby daddy would Shane be?

Thinking he would be between jealous and aggressive or possessive

YOU DEVIOUS LITTLE BITCH (SO ENDEARING I PROMISE) 18+/mdni under cut. explicit sexual content. somno/dubcon, toxic!ex!shane

this is genuinely the best ask i have ever received. i have so many thoughts IMMEDIATELY.

mostly jealous & possessive.

if you're split up, joint custody agreement, he shows up for drop off & has dinner for you, with a snide comment of, "know that dipshit you been seein' ain't takin' care of you. need to eat." hes exhausting and its times like this you can't even remember why the two of you split up.

shane will pull every single one of ur bfs over and write them tickets, he is so spiteful to them. and if they have any inkling of a record he's the first to let you know.

works night shift and patrols by your house to make sure no one is staying over with you.

when he knows your mom has the baby, he uses his key to come back home in the mornings to wake you up, rubbing his hands up and down your sides, sliding your panties down as he lays on his stomach, pressing that nose flush against your folds to inhale you. your eyes fluttering open as his stupid (no its not baby wanna kiss it a million times) nose is rubbing your clit and his tongue prodding your crying hole. your hands tangle to his hair immediately, tugging softly. and that's how your baby daddy ended up burying his cock in you, promising you he was gonna make another baby take.

and that's how he ended up back in the house, cause a new baby fixes all...right?

[deathstroke-the-himbonator]

Safety in the Light

Fandom: The Walten Files (Web Series)

Description: Sophie? Hey, this is Felix. Sorry to call you so late, it’s just that you didn’t call me this morning like you usually do. Not that you have to, of course! But… you’ve never been this late before. Whenever you get the chance, can you call me? I know you’re busy with school, but you know me, always worrying about ya. I love you!

A series of voicemails from Felix to Sophie.

A/N: I don’t even know if this qualifies as a fic really, but I’ve been dealing with some rough writer’s block lately, and watching “The Walten Files” by Martin Wallers has been keeping me entertained in the meantime. Even though it’s not a lot, I thought I’d write out an idea I had for the aftermath of “The Walten Files 3: Bunny Farm”!

(I literally just wrote and edited this entire fic in the same night, so apologies in advance for any grammar/spelling mistakes (except for the sexy, on-purpose ones UwU))

Word Count: 2,841

Link: Here

[gay-for-tord]

The scene with Ashley won't leave my head. So I wrote something for it.

______________________________

She couldn’t leave. Why couldn’t she leave? Why was it so dark?

Please please please where are they

Her screams echoed in the dark room and her body was on fire. She couldn’t see. Her breaths were choked and her throat burned and every breath felt like shards of glass in her lungs.

Where are they where are they where are they where are they

He wouldn’t stop staring at her. His dead eyes made her skin crawl and she was on fire and please god where are they where are they someone help me please please please please

Her jaw sagged and ached and her blood wouldn’t stop pooling around her or dripping. It was too tight and it was squeezing her and her body was on fire and why couldn’t they hear her screaming, why-

She could no longer scream.

She was beautiful the voice told her. It wouldn't stop. It would never stop. No one was coming for her and she could no longer scream. He covered her face once again and She was beautiful

her body felt wrong

[minnieyoonie]

Today, We Fight moodboard.

[kitten1618x]

Chapter 16 - Your Metaphors, Your Silent Calls, Your Feelings Are Too Real

Read it here on ao3 OR here on ffnet 

Daryl steadied her, coming to the realization that he was going to have to help her -touch her- whether he liked it or not. And the problem was -he liked it. Releasing a heavy sigh to steady himself as well, he reached for the hem of her tank top and gently drew it up over her head, forcing himself not to be affected by Beth's sharp intake of breath or the way her stomach muscles quivered under the brush of his touch. He was helping her -there was nothing sexual about this.

One arm weaving around her slim waist, Daryl continued to provide her balance, as his free hand reached for the button-fly of her jean shorts, and flicked it open. "Hold onto me," he instructed, placing her hands on the width of his shoulders, as he took a knee once more, his clumsy fingers working her zipper down.

[kitten1618x]

The Way Forward - Chapter 15 

Read it here on ao3 

Read it here on ffnet

And who the fuck was he kidding? He wanted this -wanted her, more than he’d ever allowed himself to want anything before -and she, God help her -she wanted him. The gravity of that realization slammed through him with such force, it nearly brought Daryl to his knees. What he’d ever done to deserve such a thing, he wasn’t sure he’d ever fully know or comprehend, and fuck, he was a bastard, but he would take it -take this one moment in time, with this woman who awoke things in him that he’d never  felt before, and likely never would again.

Beth’s arms wove up around his neck, and their knees knocked together as Daryl drove her backwards, until the backs of her thighs hit the mattress and she folded down upon it, him falling with her -falling ... he was falling ... into a weightless void of driving need and intoxicating kisses laced with the taste of moonshine.

A bethyl fanfiction.

[kitten1618x]

The Way Forward Readers:

Chapter 12 is finally complete and in my editor’s hands! Thank you so much for being patient with me during my delayed bullshit. I love you guys! ❤️

Hopefully Ben will have it back to me tomorrow, so I can upload it immediately. So go back and read Chapter 11 to jug your memory ….things are about to heat up! 🔥

COMING SOON:

[kitten1618x]

The Way Forward - Chapter 12

On Ao3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10194770/chapters/27183750

On ff.net: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12432983/12/The-Way-Forward

Summary: He was tired of losing people, that's what he told her. After the tragic events at The Big Spot, and an innocent hug, Daryl is more than a little surprised when Beth seeks him out to secretly take her back to the Greene family farm for a precious family heirloom. Bound by a sense of duty, he hesitantly agrees, and when a heated exchange results in an unexpected passionate tryst, Daryl is forced to come to terms with this shifting friendship and the growing attraction he has to Beth Greene. Can they move forward past the mistake they made while isolated and emotionally vulnerable? Or would that be their biggest mistake of all? Bethyl Prison AU -takes place after the season 4 premier. Rated for eventual sexual situations and some language.

The brush of his fingers was what alerted her to his presence, just lightly grazing along the underside of her hand. Beth found that she couldn't stop herself, didn't care to even try, as she clasped Daryl's hand and thread her fingers through his. He didn't cringe, he didn't pull away -just lowered his head to briefly look upon their tangled hands before his own grasp tightened in hers.

Beth had no idea how long they stood there in the makeshift cemetery hand in hand and shoulder to shoulder -time for the moment didn't seem to matter, and Daryl seemed prepared to let her stand there for an eternity, if that was her wish. She appreciated that -his patience. The chirping of birds carrying on the breeze and an occasional rustling of leaves overhead were the only sounds among the calming silence, proof that the world around them was still in motion.

"Okay," Beth nodded, her words no more than a sigh on the wind, yet they still managed to shatter the quiet. "I think I'm ready now." She wasn't sure if she was speaking more to herself, rather than him.