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When's the next update on "Conflicted"? It's one of the best stories I've ever read. ♡
Thank you soooo much ❤ This was awesome :) I hope to get back to writing soon but honestly not sure when itll be updated. Keep you posted though cause I am definitely not done with Conflicted!
Hey girl are you going to be updating conflicted?? Hope all is okay xx
Hopefully I'll get back to writing it one day, but I've really fallen out of writing at the moment.. for many reasons (just posted an update on my page about it all). It's definitely not the end of Conflicted though ;) Thanks for the support xo
I love conflicted, thankyou for writing it❤️ 😊
Youre very welcome! Hopefully I'll get back to writing and you can keep enjoying ❤
are you still writing conflicted? or is it done?
It's not done but on hiatus at the moment im afraid. Do hope to start it up again though, thanks for the support :)
Well hell-fucking-o guys..
Long time no update, right? Ive been so vacant from tumblr, probably for a year or so now although have started lurking more and more. So what's been up? Get ready for a long ass post. Well for those of you who knew I ran a small cake business, it really picked up and shit got intense and busy quick - yay! Along with my toddler becoming even more challenging and me finding my feet in dealing with all that I just sort of fizzled out of the tumblr life. That goes for my fic Conflicted. I've appreciated every awesome comment I've had in that time and the interest youre all still showing for it but there's been no progress because for now I'm just not into it. It's not done for though, I will come back to it one day I promise. Perhaps a few one shots when I feel the time is right might be enough to get me back into writing. But the biggest update of all.. really the mother of all updates. I'm mother fucking pregnant, again! 13 weeks to be exact, and truthfully its been fucking terrible this time around. My first pregnancy went very smoothly with little to even report, so much so it was as if i wasn't pregnant at all! But this time I've suffered with Hyperemesis from 5 weeks on, a severe form of sickness that affects about 2% of women. Eating and drinking is impossible some days, and anything so much as a gust of fresh air or slight movement can trigger sickness. Even with the annoying list of meds im on the help combat it, I'm still struggling every day. It's miserable, isolating and absolutely immobilising. ON TOP OF THAT. Just two weeks ago-ish, I was admitted to hospital with a blood clot on my lung, had many number of tests and scans that unfortunately confirmed this. Now, to make each day even more fun, I get to inject myself twice daily to keep this shit under control - 100% aiding to this misery. Well.. they do say no two pregnancies are the same.. and don't I fucking know it. So there you have it, an update on the good and bad going on. But I'm alive and thinking and my tumblr babes still, even if im not very social at the moment. I'm reading your fics, I'm loving them as always, and will continue to do so 😘
When zombies were just a twinkle in the eye. #polaroid665 || Helena Christensen [IG]
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shit yea, who are you again? i love you, you random stranger :P
Sorry not sorry but havent proof read those things ive just posted, will tomorrow but enjoy :)
“Thank you, Daddy.”
My piece for the wonderful Ash’s Negan writing challenge, andddd it’s Negan smut week! Wooooooo! :D Love you filthy tumblr bad gurls.
Tagged: @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash @negansmutweek @smuttwd @opheliadawnwalker3 @idrivebettyblue @livinontheegeoflife @negans-network sorry if ive missed anyone, or tagged someone who didnt wanna.
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Tracing your fingers slowly down the length of Ian’s bicep and laughing girlishly into him, you knew all too well the dangerous game you were playing. That didn’t stop you though, not from pressing yourself into the handsome man a little too closely and not from batting your lengthy lashes in his direction. Nor did his nervous stance before you or the glistening bead of sweat that trickled down his anxious brow prove enough to deter you from his side, where you’d been relentlessly clinging to for at least fifteen minutes now. What should have warded you off from the endless flirting and laughter you’d surrounded the poor man with, was Negan’s dark, glaring eyes burning into you.
Your eyes darted cautiously across the room to where he’d been mingling with Simon and the likes of a few other Saviours, only this time you’d succeeded in capturing his attention as his eyes locked on to you and the man by your side, grimacing at the sight of you both. You’d been trying to make him jealous all night, a little idea you’d concocted earlier that morning, and it seemed that you had finally been successful, as the expression on his face became more and more enraged by the second. With his eyes still furiously fixated upon you, Negan threw back the dark, poignant liquid he had been consuming and slammed the glass he held in his hand down upon a surface so hard, it was a wonder how it hadn’t shattered into a thousand pieces from such brute force. A moment later, Negan had dismissed himself from the congregation of men around him and found himself pacing with determination across the room, making a beeline for the nearest stairwell that led to his private quarters on the top floor. The smile had all but disappeared from your face as he neared where you stood, still scowling as he leaned in to your ear and growled lowly as he passed.
“Upstairs. Now.”
His tall, brooding frame disappeared down the dark hallway to your left, leaving you a little breathless and uneasy as you shifted on the spot. You were lingering, fearful of what response awaited you the moment you followed him up those stairs and walked willingly into his lair, for perhaps this time you’d pushed him too far and truly would receive the full brunt of Negan’s wrath. But did you dare not obey one of his commands, especially one said in such an authoritive and frightening manner? Your answer was evident, as your feet shuffled into action, taking slow steps down that same hallway and up those same stairs, until you walked the last corridor and came face to face with the two large mahogany doors that lead to his room. Once again, you found yourself hesitating as one hand rested on the door knob and the other just an inch away from the wood surface, ready to knock. As much as you stood there and wracked your brain or scrambled for sense, there was nothing that could prepare you for the onslaught of abuse and viciousness. Instead, you pounded your fist against the door and gulped down the nerves that had surfaced in your throat.
“In,” a familiar voice commanded from inside, to which you obeyed in an instant, turning the handle in your sweating palms before you gingerly made your way inside. There you found Negan, perched upon his desk in the far corner of the room, with his eyes lying low and his fingertips tightly gripping the edge of the surface beneath him.
“Is… something wrong?” you asked sheepishly. Despite being anything but, you thought it best to play dumb if you ever hoped to get out of this encounter alive.
You waited, and you waited, but no answer came. He only drew those sinfully dark eyes upwards and glared at you from across the room while he gritted his teeth angrily, almost as if to contemplate his next move, or better yet, your punishment. For one naïve moment, you thought of repeating your question, but realised that this uncomfortable silence was no doubt intentional on his part. Then, suddenly, you were caught off guard as without a single word, Negan leapt up from his desk and paced quickly across the room to where you stood, knocking you back against the hard surface of the door as you were surely struck with fear. Closer and closer he crept until there was barely an inch between your trembling lips, while his firm and impressive frame pressed against yours and you swore, beneath layers and layers of thick fabric, you felt the slightest twitch of him hardening against your thigh. His long, strong arms stretched out and placed themselves firmly either side of your head, casing you in as Negan looked down upon your face with a wickedly primal look in his eyes. You must’ve seen that look a thousand times, along with his usual mischievous grin that promised a night of nothing but carnal antics. Only this time those eyes bore down into you without the alluring grin that so often drove you wild, and instead were matched with a stern and humourless expression that left you exhilaratingly fearful and unable to anticipate his next move.
Negan swept one of his strong hands down from its place beside you and trailed it down your face, grazing your flushed cheeks slightly before running his steady thumb over your rosy lips, parting them and tugging gently. But his lips, they remained tightly pursed shut, and his eyes more primal and dark than you had ever seen them. You dared not stare too long, but found yourself gazing with longing desire upon his chiselled face, admiring his strong jaw line and grey flecked stubble that lay so close to your own face. How you wanted to place your lips upon his and break his tough exterior, but oh, how you dared not to. Instead, you watched his every move with intent, following the hand that slowly fell from your lips and landed at your neck which he looked hungrily upon, before wrapping each one of those fingers around it firmly. Tighter and tighter he grasped your neck, barely allowing you the courtesy to breath, when suddenly he thrust your face upwards into his and broke the silence.
“That little stunt you pulled downstairs, does not fucking fly with me. You. Are. Mine. You understand that, little girl?” His low grumble sent a shiver down your spine and settled in the growing heat between your thighs, as you found yourself both excited and terrified by his territorial outburst. He glared into your wide eyes, unrelenting with his hold on your flesh as he waited for some form of response until you naively gave him a gentle nod. But the second you begun to shake your head in an upward fashion, his eyebrows raised in your direction and he displayed an expectant look upon his face, all the while he gripped even tighter as you gasped for breath.
“Yes,” you were able to choke out.
“Yes, what?” Negan abruptly commanded.
“Yes Daddy.”
As soon as those two words escaped your lips, his grasp on you slackened to a more comfortable restraint upon you, slack enough to no longer restrict your airflow, but still enough to pin you in your place beneath him. His hot lips came crashing down against your own, slow and steady for only a moment as they grew with lustful desire and practically devoured you. With his rough and enticing lips working yours, dominating you as he fought to taste you on his tongue, he released his hand from your neck and allowed it to fall upon your hip, while his other hand slipped down from the door and rested upon your chest. There, he yanked down the tank top that clung to your body and exposed your aching breasts, as his hand began avidly caressing and groping them, twirling your hardened nipple playfully between his fingertips.
“Kneel,” he ordered breathlessly, finally able to tear himself away from your lips. You complied almost instantly, softly uttering the words from your mouth that you knew would excite the animalistic nature deep within him.
“Yes… Daddy.”
You fell to your knees before him, feeling the uncomfortable wooden floor beneath you as you feasted your doe-like eyes upon Negan’s large hands, wrestling the leather studded belt from his body before you. He tossed the garment aside and hastily unbuttoned the denim around his waist, allowing it to slink to his knees and reveal his throbbing, hardened member held back by the thinnest of fabrics. Your fingertips began fidgeting at the sight as they longed to take him into your hands, and even your tongue tingled and squirmed behind your teeth as it longed for the taste of him filling your mouth. Without further instruction, you ran your hands sensuously up his inner thighs with your fingertips trickling over his sack and up the hard length of him, gripping your fingers under the tight band of his underwear and pulling it down for him to spring free in your face.
With one eager, fell swoop both of your hands found themselves drawn to him, grasping his shaft tightly at the base and jerking him up and down in a repetitive motion, before you brought his head to your lips and licked the drop of precum from the tip. Tenderly you circled your tongue around his head, as you stole a few glances upwards to see Negan arching his head back with pleasure, steadying himself upon the door behind you. You spread your tongue out flat against the underside of his shaft and slowly worked your way down to the base, then even slower as you teased your way back and finally, engulfed his massive size within your mouth. Negan let out an immediate groan as he felt each desirable inch fill you’re your mouth, sending new waves of pleasure through his body as you tightened your hungry lips around him and took him deeper into your threat. You continued the motion, forward and back bobbing your head in rhythm as you enjoyed the taste of his skin on your tongue, concentrating on his thick cock that stretched your yearning mouth wide.
Back and forth you rocked your head, drawing him slowly in and out of your warm mouth and tightly pursed lips, enjoying every groan and hum of pleasure that escaped Negan’s lips as you continued to tease and torture with your tongue. Struggling to grip the wooden surface beneath him, he snaked one hand down to where you kneeled before him and revelled in the sight of you prised around his cock as he tangled his fingers in your long, waved hair and gripped tightly, seizing control as he guided you forward. You quickened your rhythm with his help, urging him into your mouth faster and faster, fulfilled by the feeling of Negan’s shaft on your lips and his tip hitting the back of your throat fast as he groaned and his body began to tense and twitch under your hold. His fingertips gripped tighter and pulled almost too hard at the strands on your head as his member twitched and pulsated beneath you, as with a few sharp movements and one final thrust forward he released himself, sighing with relief as he spilled himself into the back of your throat. The warm, slightly salty liquid filled your mouth and slid down your tongue as you swallowed - a delight Negan always took pleasure in seeing, while he made attempts to regain a somewhat presentable appearance.
As soon as the denim had been buttoned up around his waist and the belt securely tightening the fabric to him, he outstretched one almost loving hand and raised you to your feet. Your knees were a little weak now from the pressure from the wood floor, and so you smiled appreciatively at the welcome gesture. Face to face the two of you stood for a moment, as his hazy eyes and crooked smile fixated upon you and you felt your cheeks flush a shade of rose once more. Then you remembered of course…
“Thank you, daddy,” you said, innocence laced in your tone as you batted your lashes up to him. Negan’s grin of course grew wider, and had he not have just had the very life drained from him at the mercy of your lips, he would be hardening under those jeans again as the words left your lips.
Instead, he leaned in close, eyes gleaming and his usual mischievous grin consuming his face, as he placed a delicate kiss upon your forehead and spoke.
“You are most, fucking, welcome, doll.”
PROMPT: “We’ve become the clingy couple that you used to complain about.” & “You know you want it, sweetheart.” with Simon
Tagged: @opheliadawnwalker3 @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash @livinontheegeoflife
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Two loud thuds against the wall and you leapt from the luxurious sheets you had been lounging on, making your way towards the bathroom where you found Simon, loosening the black leather belt from his trousers and tossing it to the floor alongside his muddy boots. The sound of heavy water upon tile could be heard from behind him and the shower cubicle fogged up and billowed with steam, as he looked on at you with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
“Shower’s runnin’. Why don’t you join me?” he propositioned.
“You think I’m that easy?” you teased back, with one eyebrow raised in his direction and a coy smile spread across your face, remaining firmly propped up in the doorway.
“C’mon. You know you want it sweetheart.”
A tempting offer, even you couldn’t deny it, as you found yourself fixated upon him as he prized the tight fitting white t shirt from his body and revealed his chiselled chest that sported a few dark hairs amongst the one or two scars he had come to accumulate. Biting your lip, you tried your best to conceal the hungry desire growing within you and to banish the mischievous look from your face. If you were the reason Simon was late for work once again, the guys around the Sanctuary would tease you endlessly, never mind the excruciatingly crude details Negan himself would go into when he found out. But that cocksure, charming grin upon his face as he beckoned you forward… it was almost impossible for you to resist.
“Fuck it,” you smirked, and pushed yourself away from the wall, swaying your hips as you guided yourself into Simon’s outstretched arms, while his dark eyes devoured your body with hunger. With one firm hand he wrapped his fingers up in your long, flowing hair, gently gripping as he leaned in and pressed his soft lips against yours, starting slow and passionate until his kisses grew ravenous with desire. After a minute of his lips coming crashing down again and again with yours, he tore himself away from your lips and kissed, bit and sucked his way down the crook of your tender neck leaving a series of little love bruises on display, while his fingers trailed downwards and skilfully prized the t-shirt from your body, tossing it to the floor and quickly working on unbuttoning your denim jeans. They fumbled to the ground and he began removing the rest of his clothing, while you stepped from the heap of garments and slowly, ensuring his full attention, slipped the black lace panties from your body and freed your aching breasts from a pink, lace bra. His full attention indeed, as you soon noticed the large bulging length beneath his tight boxers, which to your delight sprung free the moment they were also tossed aside.
The two of you skipped eagerly into the steaming shower cubicle, where amongst the hot beads of pressured water that poured across your skin and drenched your long hair, you felt Simon’s powerful hands from behind gripping your waist tightly and the firmness of his hardening cock digging into your thigh. His lips pressed hungrily down against your skin, nipping and teasing as they made their way from your neck to your shoulder, while his hands slid up your body and swirled around your slippery breasts, running his fingers over your stiff nipples as you let out a pleasurable moan. That blissful sound was like music to his ears and only spurred him on, as he pushed you firmly against the cool tile and dug himself into you, and with one hand still firmly gripping and teasing your aching teats, he sent the other hand down the front of your body to the yearning heat between your legs. His fingers prised your folds apart with ease and teased their way down before thrusting vigorously in and out of you leaving you gasping for breath. Then, after two fingers pumping in and out of you had left you sufficiently moaning in his ear, he withdrew them, but didn’t stray far as they wandered over to your clit and began circling and guiding his thumb over it, sending waves of pleasure shooting through your body.
“Please… Simon…” you purred out breathlessly, begging for him to thrust himself into you from behind and give you the satisfaction you were craving.
“Well, since you asked so nicely,” he growled lowly in your ear, before drawing his hand away from your thighs and onto his pulsing hard member, stroking it gently before guiding it into your yearning slit. As always, the breath left your lungs and you shrieked out a loud moan, steadying yourself against the shower wall as each fulfilling inch entered you and filled you to the hilt. He withdrew ever so slowly at first, teasing and leaving you desperately longing for him as he always did, but quickly picked up his pace as he slammed himself forward into you, repeating the motion with pleasurable rhythm. Your head flung back and rested upon his broad shoulders as he thrusted vigorously, exposing your neck for him to bite down and suck on hungrily, while the both of you moaned out in sync. With every powerful lunge, your body arched and tingled with the ripples of a toe-curling, exciting sensation surging through your body, breathlessly shrieking out as he continued to drive himself into you with force. The pressure building within you was immense, sending electrifying tingles to your extremities as it corrupted your body and you felt yourself pushed further and further to the edge until suddenly, you released, overcome with a shattering, thigh-trembling climax that blurred your vision white and sent your body into spasm as you convulsed around Simon’s hard cock. Clutching at the tile before you, you gasped and panted as you came down from your high, still enjoying the last few thrusts from Simon, who moments later let out a lowly groan as he began to twitch and pulsate within you, pushing himself in deep as spilled his seed in you as he too was sent over the edge. As he removed himself from your body and let the cum drip from your aching slit, you turned on your heels to face him, giggling as the two of you shared a mischievous grin.
“Man, from now on, I’m taking all of my showers with you,” Simon flirted, as he Simon lurched forward and wrapped his hands around your neck, gripping your soaking hair gently as he smashed his lips passionately into once more, this time thanking you for possibly the best start to the day he could ever have imagined.
“Yeah, and then you’ll always be late for work,” you laughed off.
“It’ll be worth it.”
The two of you spent the following five minutes lathering up your bodies with a zingy lemon shower gel, washing your hair with assorted shampoos and conditioners and washing the suds from your skin before stepping out from the steady stream of water into a soft towel. Already certain he’d be running late, you didn’t even bother glancing at the alarm clock in the bedroom as you dried yourself off and slung your clothes over your body. Simon too hurriedly dressed himself, pulling up his favourite grey jeans and belting them to his waist, before throwing on a khaki short sleeved shirt to cover his chiselled chest. After throwing on your combat boots, you quickly ran the towel through your hair and drenched the water from it to the best of your ability, and tossed the rag aside while the he gathered his remaining affects and the two of you readied to leave.
“I’ve gotta go speak to Negan,” he paused as the two of us left his room and stepped out into the hallway, locking the door behind us. “…then sort some shit out down at the Satellite station. I’ll be back in an hour or two to get suited and booted for a run we’re going on later this afternoon. You wanna join?”
“Sure,” you replied enthusiastically.
You both continued to walk down the hallways of the compound for a little longer, when Simon reached out and took your hand in his, interlocking your fingers and squeezing gently as he did. You couldn’t help but look down at your hands intertwined and smile at the sweet gesture – just one of the many ways Simon liked to demonstrate his love and affection for you.
“You know what I just realised?” you inquired sweetly.
“What’s that?”
“We’ve become that clingy, love-struck couple that you used to complain about.”
I love you! ❤️❤️❤️❤️
Awww I love you :D You are lit one of my faveeeeee tumbler-ers :D And the happy and tig and chibs smut oh lawddddddd
drunk af so now is the time to spam my ask box with stupid shit, do it pleeeeeeeeeeeeease :)
also, going to proof read my simon and negan smutty stuff and post within the next half hour, so yeaaaa boiiiiiiiii. gnna get the horn reading this shit
Some Negan smut (daddy kink) coming tonight in honour of Negan smut week and @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash‘s wonderfully Negan obsessive writing challenge ;) I’ve also got some Simon smut if you want it?
Seriously debating on painting something for Negan Smut Week…
if you don't do this then your priorities are just alllllll wrong gurl