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okay SO I lost the account info for this account and just remembered it.. I miss the shit out of writing this asshole.

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I’m actually getting online tonight to write ;)

[villainsmemes-deactivated202503]

GENERAL

“Can you walk?”

“How did this happen?”

“What the hell happened?”

“I hit my head.”

“Did you hit your head?”

“Can you hear me?”

“Don’t close your eyes, stay awake!”

“Come on, stay with me!”

“No no no no no!”

“You shot me!”

“I didn’t mean to shoot you!”

“You stabbed me!”

“I didn’t mean to stab you!”

“Take the knife out!”

“Don’t take the knife out!”

“It was an accident!”

“That/this wasn’t an accident!”

“That looks broken.”

“I think my leg/arm is broken.”

“That doesn’t look good.”

“Am I going to die?”

“You’re not going to die!”

“Calm down!”

“Don’t panic!”

“I can’t help you if you don’t let me!”

BLOOD

“Are you bleeding?”

“Don’t move, you’re bleeding.”

“Is that blood?”

“Whose blood is that?”

“That’s a lot of blood.”

“Do you know how to get bloodstains out?”

“Why do you know how to get bloodstains out?”

“Damn, I got blood on my shirt.”

“Don’t move, you’re losing blood!”

“I won’t let you bleed out!”

“You have blood on your face.”

“I swear to god, if you get blood on me…”

“What’s your blood type?”

“Why in the hell would you need to know my blood type?”

WOUNDS

“That cut is nasty.”

“You have a massive gash in your arm/leg!’

“Don’t touch it!”

“Don’t move, you’ll only make it worse!”

“I’ll get some bandages.”

“You’re going to need stitches.”

“That looks infected…”

“Did you get bit by something?”

“There’s no exit wound, the bullet is still in you.”

“There’s an exit wound, the bullet went through you.”

AFTERCARE

“How are you feeling?”

“How does it feel?”

“It’s still not healed, but it’s getting there.”

“Let’s go home.”

“I just want to go home.”

“Let’s get you into the bathtub.”

“We need to change your bandages soon.”

“Get some sleep, okay?”

“You need to eat something, you’ve been through a lot today.”

“I’ll check up on you in a bit.”

“You’re going to be fine. I promise.”

[brknlostsouls-archived]

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negan's eyes never faltered from sherry as she spoke. someone who used to despise him, who married him to protect her husband at the time  — now his most loyal savior. as he listened, he came to a realization  — he didn’t see her as only a wife, but a companion. someone who he trusted enough to help him run the sanctuary should he need it. she spoke the truth in every word, unafraid of consequences.    ❛  I keep my people safe. no different than any other asshole in charge. simon and dwight were only the beginning  — we’re running low on meds, the communities we collect from are lacking. I can’t have these people thinking i’m weak, sher  — I need your help. who’s a king without his queen?   ❜   a smirk pulled at the corner of his lips, an attempt to lighten the mood in the room. 

he was quiet for a long moment, drawing a deep breath when he felt her hands on his shoulders. she barely reacted to his confession  — though, he doubt it surprised her in the least.    ❛  I had a great fucking marriage and fucked it up. it’s in the past but I can’t move on from it.. she fucking died and I never gave her closure.   ❜   with a long sigh, he closed his eyes for a brief moment. he was thankful she was behind him, it made it easier to hide his emotions.

❛  what do you believe in?   ❜      /     @thecondemnedandhunted

[brknlostsouls-archived]

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it had always been easy to hide his emotion behind a facade. with his people and wives alike, he showed mutual respect   — so long as they were loyal. sherry was different, though  — he felt like he could tell her ANYTHING without judgement as a leader. before she began to speak, he took a seat on the couch, reaching for the bottle of liquor once again.    ❛  what’s a captain without a fuckin’ crew, sher? can’t trust my men, can’t trust the girls to be upfront with me   — only one I can trust is you. it’s why I need you around  — I need you to be my eyes and ears when i’m not here.   ❜    gripping the neck of the bottle, he brought it to his lips, taking a long sip. it burned like hell, but it was doing the job.

sherry’s words made him realize just how young she still was  — though, according to his late wife, that was his type. he could recall her words the day she found out about his affair with the twenty six year old he met at a bar, and her constantly asking if he was still attracted to her. bad memories flooded his mind, but he quickly came to his senses, eyes locking on sherry.    ❛   I was married to a beautiful fucking angel who was too good for me. down to earth, but spit fucking fire  — she knew how to put me in my place. I was at a bar one night after a long day at work when I met someone. hot as shit, and I was drunk as fuck. turned into weekly thing, when lucille and I got into fights. she found out shortly after she figured out she had cancer  — only then was I able to focus on the woman who after everything, decided to stick by my side. when she died, I convinced myself i’d never find anyone like her again. she was one of a fucking kind.    ❜

inhaling sharply, he leaned back on the couch, taking another sip from the bottle. personality wise, there were striking similarities between sherry and lucille   — it was why he was truly afraid to admit to her how he felt. with the rise in the number of disloyal men and the jealous nature of his other wives, he knew that once it got out  — it would inevitability cause drama, or put sherry in danger.     ❛  she was too good for this world. it was made for a man like me.   ❜     /    @thecondemnedandhunted

[brknlostsouls-archived]

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he barely acknowledged the tap at his door, knowing who it was. sherry was the only one who bothered to come to him when he was like this, unafraid of the possible outcomes. taking the glass from her hand when she offered it, he all but inhaled the liquid, allowing it to burn his throat before his eyes set on her.    ❛  just sick and fucking tired of dealing with backstabbing assholes. nothing to worry about, sher.   ❜   LIE. how could he tell her how he was feeling when he didn’t even know? he should’ve KILLED dwight  — fucked his wife right in front of him before he crushed his skull. he DESPISED dwight almost as much as dwight despised him  — not only because he went behind his back, but never once tried to fight for his wife. if the situation was reversed, he knew damn well if anyone even attempted to take lucille  — he’d DIE before he allowed someone else to have her.

❛  just don’t fuckin’ understand how you were married to that prick. you’re too damn good for him.   ❜   it was something he knew all too well  — lucille staying with him even after she found out about the affair. it was only when he started thinking of old memories that he began to realize that he was in love with sherry. it all began to make sense  — why he was magnetized to her the moment they met, why she was always his favorite  — there were a lot of similarites between her and his late wife. he told himself that he’d never care for another woman the same way he cared for lucille  — that was before he met sherry.

❛  i’m sorry that he killed the mood. I owe you, baby. won’t forget it.   ❜     /  @thecondemnedandhunted

[magnoliamemes-deactivated201906]

Send  ✋ to slap my muse across the face

[brknlostsouls-archived]

ᴼⁿᵉ ᴼᶠ ᵁˢ ᴵˢ ᴳᵒᶦⁿᵍ ᴰᵒʷⁿ

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it was the first time in a long, damn time that dwight expressed any kind of emotion for sherry, let alone had the courage to speak biting words. negan listened, watching as he got on his knees like the good little puppy he was. he was nowhere near satisfied, though  — and as he watched his men promptly walk through the door with his beloved bat, he could see the fear in dwight’s eyes. nodding for his men to wait outside, he held lucille tight in his grip.    ❛  only reason I am where I am today is because I took control of a fucked up situation. if I didn’t take over, someone else would’ve. I set rules, I earned peoples RESPECT. you broke the fucking rules and your wife stepped in to stop me from killing you. she cared enough about you to save your ass and you didn’t even try to stop me from taking her. hell, back before this shit started I broke some asshole’s arm for looking at my wife the wrong way.   ❜

he circled dwight as he spoke, like a predator stalking it’s prey. lucille trained over his shoulder, eyes briefly locking on sherry.   ❛  look, I had no problem with keeping you on my A SQUAD. we were cool until you started doing some backstabbing bullshit. I can’t trust you anymore, so as much as I want you the fuck out of here, I can’t let you go. you’ll stay, work for points and keep to yourself. I want to see you on your knees whenever sherry walks into a room with me, show her the same fucking respect you show me. I don’t care if you’re fucking faking it.   ❜

stopping once he was in front of the man before him, he kneeled, so he was face to face yet again. eyes were set on the others, a stern look in his expression.    ❛  sherry’s gonna be an amazing mother and real wife someday, and I want you around to fucking see it. until then? I want you to take a little time out in the cells. a little deja vu.   ❜    with a firm pat to his shoulder, negan stood, stepping past sherry and making his way out of the parlor and back towards his bedroom  — not only did dwight kill his mood, but caused an insatiable anger that lingered deep in his chest.    /    @thecondemnedandhunted

[brknlostsouls-archived]

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NEGAN was wholly satisfied with himself, just awaiting dwight's change in facial expression or biting words. much to his surprise, it barely faltered, standing tall as he spoke. while he was impressed that dwght finally spoke up, his words found a way under negan’s skin. before he was able to retort, he watched sherry step forward, the slap echoing through the otherwise silent room. a smirk pulled at the corner of his lips, but it quickly dissipated when sherry stepped back once more.    ❛  well, DAMN, it’s hard to follow that. you have a way of killing a mood, D.  ❜ 

tounge grazing dry lips, he closed the remaining space between them, looking down at the other, his eyes dark with RAGE.    ❛  now, I might be a fucking asshole, but what you just did? the only reason you didn’t end up with the business end of lucille in your fucking skull is because of her. makin’ me question if you ever truly loved her.  I know damn well if another man tried to take my wife from me, i’d have his fucking head.  ❜   

he stayed silent for a few moments, thinking long and hard of the punishment fit for someone like dwight. he wanted nothing more than to bash his brains in, but that was too EASY. reaching forward, he pulled the radio from the pocket of dwight’s jeans.    ❛  i’m gonna need someone to deliver lucille to the parlor, ASAP. have some important business to attend to.   ❜   tossing the radio to the floor, he looked back down at dwight.

❛  a part of me wants to fuck her against that wall like I was damn well intending to, forcing you to watch every moment. listen to when she moans my name in that sweet voice of hers. before I do that, though  — get on your knees and apologize to her.   ❜     /    @thecondemnedandhunted

[magnoliamemes-deactivated201906]

Send “You could’ve been killed”

for your muse to scold mine for doing something dangerous!

[selfsaving]

AGGRESSION   //   SEXUAL  TENSION .

acts  that  could  be  aggressive   //   or  a  little  bit  sexy   //   or  both.                     send  a  symbol  from  your  muse  to  mine.  feel  free  to  combine  actions  or  add  specifics  even  when  it  doesn’t  ask  for  it   !     can  send  non - sexually  as  well.

THREATENING

🔪   //   put  a  knife  to  my  muse’s  throat .

🖐️   //   put  a  hand  around  my  muse’s  throat .

👕   //   slide  a  weapon  up  under  my  muse’s  shirt     (   can  specify   ) .

👔   //   grab  my  muse  by  the  collar   &   pull  them  closer .

🔒   //   lock  my  muse  in  a  room  alone  with  your  muse .

🗩   //   verbally  threaten  my  muse     (   please  specify   ) .

PINNING

🔙   //   push  my  muse  against  a  wall .

📌   //   pin  my  muse’s  wrists  above  their  head .

🔵   //   grab  my  muse  hard  enough  to  leave  a  bruise .

🔑   //   handcuff  my  muse .

➰   //   tie  my  muse  to  a  chair .

⭕   //   restrain  my  muse  with  an  item  of  clothing     (   please  specify   ) .

🚨   //   push  my  muse  to  the  ground   &   straddle  them .

📢   //   tell  my  muse   ‘  stop  squirming   !  ’ .

🔗   //   otherwise  restrain  my  muse     (   please  specify   ) .

LIGHTER

👀   //   grab  my  muse’s  jaw   &   direct  their  gaze  towards  yours .

⚡   //   tug  my  muse’s  hair .

⚠️   //   bite  my  muse     (   can  specify  where   ) .

😏   //   give  my  muse  a  hickey .

✂️   //   run  fingernails  over  my  muse’s  skin   &   scratch  them .

💦   //   cover  my  muse’s  mouth .

DARKER

💋   //   give  my  muse  a  kiss  that  draws  blood .

🗡️   //   cut  my  muse  with  a  knife     (   can  specify  where   ) .

💀   //   kidnap  my  muse .

😶   //   put  a  hand  over  my  muse’s  nose   &   mouth .

💥   //   tighten  something  around  my  muse’s  throat  that  restricts  their  blood - flow  /  oxygen  supply     (   please  specify   ) .

[magnoliamemes-deactivated201906]

Send “You could’ve been killed”

for your muse to scold mine for doing something dangerous!

[sunshine-memes]

Send 📱 for five texts my muse didn't send yours, and one that they did

[brknlostsouls-archived]

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he loved hearing every noise sherry made, from her sweet moans to her tone of voice. there was an undeniable lust about her, something he had noticed from the first moment he met her. he could sense something behind those pretty doe eyes, even before she was his wife. breath hitched in his throat as she spoke once again, feeling her hands moving at his buckle with a sense of urgency.    ❛  well, shit. who am I to keep a woman from taking what she wants?   ❜   his tone was low and raspy, and just when he was going to lean down and kiss those sweet lips of hers, he was interrupted.

he didn’t speak or acknowledge the other for a mere moment, allowing his fingers to indulge in sherry’s heat before he slowly retracted them, slowly turning around with a look of pure frustration on his features. there was an irony in the fact that dwight decided to walk into the parlor in that moment, hearing dirty words exchanged and while he was knuckle deep in his ex-wife. for a moment, a cocky smile pulled at his lips, knowing just how shitty this must feel on his end  — but then he remembered what a goddamn traitor dwight had been.

❛  well damn D, i’m going to forget just how fucking RUDE that was and give you a little sympathy. I mean, i’m sure you didn’t expect to see how fucking dirty your ex-wife could be. still don’t know how you handled such a spit fucking FIRE gal when you can be such a little bitch.   ❜   stepping away from sherry, the look on his features changed, his eyes narrowing in dwight’s direction.    ❛  I know it’s fucked up, but LOOK AT HER. why would you be so fucking willing to let her go?  ❜

a few steps closer and he was only inches from the other, his eyes still completely locked on dwights. slowly bringing his fingers to his lips, he licked sherry’s sweet essence from them, a look of pure satisfaction on his features.    ❛  I bet you miss the way she tastes, don’t you? better than sweet cream.   ❜     /   @thecondemnedandhunted

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I want a Negan/Judith thread. I need it.

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" What does a girl around here have to do for a kiss ? " - Sherry

❛  ask.  ❜    his response was simple, though it had been almost a whole damn day since he’d even seen her. with all the issues with the other groups, he had been tagging along on runs — it was necessary, but tiring. when sherry greeted him promptly at his room, a smirk pulled at the corner of his lips, his fingers gripping at her petite waist. lips locked with her own, indulging in her taste before pulling away.  ❛   someone miss me?  because I sure as fuck missed you.  ❜   /  @thecondemnedandhunted

[neganuniverse-deactivated202105]

“I am guessing that a lot of you fine folks thought I was dead, chewed up, never to be crapped out again. Well, here’s a little refresher on who the hell I am: I wear a leather jacket, I have Lucille, and my nutsack is made of steel. I am not dying until I am damn good and ready.” - negan in the big scary u