Let’s talk about the battle in the Department of Mysteries for a sec. So after the group gets split up, Harry, Hermione and Neville go one way and Ron, Ginny and Luna the other. The next time we see the latter group Ginny’s ankle is busted and Ron’s brain is addled. Luna says that the Death Eaters blew up a planet in the planetarium and hit Ron with some sort of hex.

Let’s take a moment to examine that. If the curse that hit the planet had hit any of the kids, they’d be dead. So the Death Eater probably missed, hit the planet ahead of them, injuring Ginny. But here’s the important part: the one who actually gets hit by the hex? Ron.

Why is this important? Because Ron is consistently described throughout the series as tall. Like, every time Harry sees him after the beginning of summer he’s described as having shot up. Again. On the other hand Ginny is described as “the small one” by Bellatrix Lestrange. But Ron is behind her. I don’t know if you know this but tall people can run really fast. I am not particularly fit but I am tall. And I can pour on the speed when my adrenaline’s up, which I have no doubt was the case for everyone in the Department of Mysteries. But he’s behind her.

Because he did that deliberately. He kept his body between the Death Eaters and the girls. He shielded them from their spells. Because those he cares about are more important to him than his own life.

I don’t know, I just think about this a lot.

Who’s Your Daddy

Originally posted by cassiopeia-chasing-the-moon

Summary: Negan punishes you in the best way.

Pairing: Negan x Anna

Warning: Swearing, Smut, Spanking, Daddy Kink, Violence

You’ve been dating Negan for a couple months now, and surprisingly, living with Negan and sharing your mind and body with a ‘psychopath’ wasn’t as bad as you were expecting. When you first arrived at Sanctuary almost a year ago Negan had five wives, which he eventually left for you after you continued to tell him you wouldn’t sleep with him while he was with other women. You never actually expected him to give up five women for one, but when he knocked on your door in the middle of the night to confess his love for you, you were unbelievably happy he did so. Negan acted completely different when you were around, and didn’t give a fuck who saw. He’d hug and kiss you in public, call you pet names like “baby”, “sweetheart”, “Anna banana” and so forth. Nobody in Sanctuary really cared about Negan and your relationship but Negan did one thing his men couldn’t stand. You were never in trouble no matter what; Negan wouldn’t dare to harm you, even if you absolutely fucked up, or talked back. But Negan had no problem keeping his men and everyone else that resided in Sanctuary in line and making sure they knew who was boss.

One night when Negan had finished taking a walk and was heading back to your room, he overheard a group of his men whispering amongst themselves, Negan hid around the corner and listened. He heard his men complaining about how he was always putting you first and letting you do whatever the fuck you wanted. “We should just overthrow him” snickered one of his men, named Jack “show him what a real boss acts like, maybe burn his and his precious fucking pets faces off, see how he likes it”. Nobody else agreed with him, even though they were pissed at Negan they wouldn’t dare to do anything along those lines, Negan could be an asshole, but he was a good leader. “Don’t let Negan hear you talking like that” chuckled another one of Negan’s men, “I don’t give a fuck” Jack replied.

A few minutes later the men, unaware on Negan’s presence left and headed in for the night. As Jack was turning the corner Negan put his hand over his mouth and dragged Jack along with him. Negan brought Jack behind a building and slammed him up against the wall “you want me fucking gone? Want to put a motherfucking hot iron to me and Anna’s faces?” Negan slammed Jack into the wall again and spat as he talked, anger boiling inside of him “I..uh” Jack stuttered barely able to speak “what? You had quite a bit to fucking say before you cunt, now you choose not to talk?, you really and I mean REALLY fucked up” Negan then pulled the knife he kept tucked into his belt out and dragged it deeply across Jack’s throat. Blood poured out as Jack’s lifeless body feel to the ground. Negan took a deep breath, then bent down and wiped the blood off of his knife onto Jack’s shirt before tucking it back into his belt and walking off. He went up to two of his men who were about to enter their building “Jack’s corpse is laying behind that building over there, do me a fucking solid and bring that good for nothing piece of fucking shit out of Sanctuary, give the walkers a little snack”. The men looked at each other then back at Negan and gave a “yes, sir” before quickly walking off to dispose of Jack’s body.

The next morning, Negan knew that he still had to take care of his other men and you. He wanted his men to respect him, but he still didn’t want to harm you. He told his men to meet him out by the gate to go out on a run and he also told you to do the same, you’ve been asking him to let you go out on a run one day and it seemed like he was finally letting you tag along. You and a great number of Negan’s men were standing around at the gate when Negan finally strided over carrying Lucille over his shoulder, he walked up to you and loudly said “I changed my mind your not coming after all, go help out in the kitchen, where you belong” he then started walking past you. “Excuse me!?” you shouted back. Negan smirked, his plan was working, he knew you wouldn’t let him talk to you like that. “You heard me doll, fuck…off”, your blood started to boil at his words and you walked up to him and gave him a smack across his beautiful face. Right when your hand came down, you regretted what you did and knew this time you went too far. Negan tightly grabbed your arm with his free hand and began dragging you into your room, “wait for me boys, I need to teach this disrespectful little bitch a lesson, shouldn’t be long”. Negan’s men looked at each other in shock.

Negan pushed you into your room before slamming the door behind him, “pull your pants and panties off and lay across my fucking desk” he said lowly. “Negan please, I’m sorry” you whimpered back, “DO IT!” he yelled. You quickly pulled your pants and panties down together and laid across Negan’s wooden desk, Negan chuckled to himself and licked his lips, the sight of your bare ass and pussy bent over his desk was already getting him hard, he then unbuckled his leather belt and pulled it off. “I’ll go easy on you this time baby, five smacks should do the trick..but you have to yell really fucking loud for daddy, I want my men to fucking hear it, and if you don’t I’m going to start over again until you it?” you nodded your head quickly grabbing onto the edges of the table and closing your eyes. Before you could even take another breath you felt the sting off leather against your bare ass and you yelled out as loud as you could. “That’s it you dirty fucking girl” Negan said enthusiastically before lashing the belt against your ass a second time as you let out another scream. Negan gave two more quick lashes one to each ass cheek and again you screamed, you felt tears welling up in your eyes, this was the first time a man has spanked you and even though it hurt like a bitch you felt your wetness drip down your leg. “Last one darling, you ready?” Negan asked, enjoying this a little too much, “yes” you whimpered, “huh? What was that?” Negan said leaning in closer to you, “yes!” you said again loudly, “yes what!?” Negan shouted, ”yes, daddy” you loudly purred back. Negan grinned before pulling his arm back as far as he could and then putting all his strength into the last smack. This time you let out the loudest scream you possibly could as you felt your ass burn as welts began to form.

Negan gently rubbed your ass with one hand “good girl” he said gently, you let out a moan as you felt Negan’s other hand slip between your legs “fuck baby, your soaked” he hissed. You let out a giggle before turning around to look at Negan. He cupped your face with his hands “stay home and relax for the rest of the day sweetheart, you deserve it, and when I get back I want you on the bed naked, waiting for me, daddies gonna take care of you” you nodded before giving Negan a soft kiss. Negan put his belt back on and slicked his hair back before picking Lucille up and heading for the door, “bye daddy, be safe” you called out, “see you tonight Anna banana, I love you” Negan replied giving you a wink, “I love you too” you said back with a smile as Negan walked out and back towards his men who kneeled down when they saw him coming. Negan smirked knowing they heard everything “get up you fuckers; we’ve got work to do”.

  • Random arrogant girl: So yeah, my boyfriend got me this really big diamond ring and a 3 new dresses~ Like he is the best. What did your boyfriends do for you?
  • Lucy: *reading a book* He ripped out a rainbow tree and send it by my house through the river when I was sick. He saved me from falling to my death. Gave me courage when all hope was lost. Beat two mages to win the Grand Magic Games after my humiliation and became a demon when he thought I was dead.
  • Juvia: *Creating a Gray doll* He accepted Juvia for who Juvia was without a second thought. Got shot by multiple lazers but luckily survived via time going back for a minute. Accepted the fact Juvia had to kill Gray-sama's father again and trained with Juvia for a year. Beat the one person who Gray-sama thought killed Juvia.
  • Levy: *studying He absorbed lightning to protect me, let me escape to fight two enemies to near death. Inhaled poisonous water to save me as well as poisonous particles. Sacrificed himself and confessed while doing so. Managed to stay alive and found me again.
  • Erza: *eating strawberry cake* Gave me my last name when I didn't have any. Got arrested on purpose to not give our guild any trouble. Gave me a jacket when I was fully naked on the winter streets. Destroyed an entire army of ships after seeing in the bad condition I was from the fight.
  • Girl: ...
Why I think Jimin is dead in the MV...

In the first pic he is the only one not really interacting with the environment much. Yoonseok + someone (Jungkook?) are leaning on each other and Jin is interacting with the laundry machine (as seen from a previous shot).

Next, Jimin is shown sitting on the laundry machine with the shoes to his side (and wearing his own shoes for some reason?). He looks like he’s just watching Jin, who is in front of him as you can tell by the positioning in the first picture.

Jin turns and you can see Jimin in the background. This is from the perspective of the laundry machine.

This is what it looks like Jin looks into the laundry machine, and he only sees himself in the reflection. Although we have been able to see Jimin, the actual characters in the MV can’t.

Assuming the MV is not chronological and that the scenes with ot7 are before Jimin died.

Lust At First Sight

Originally posted by werewolvesxo

Summary: Negan finds himself attracted to a woman from Rick’s group, and brings her back to Sanctuary.

Pairing: Negan x Lara

Warning: Swearing, Smut, Violence, Anal, Daddy Kink

You were on your knees, in the dirt. The others from your group were doing the same on either side of you. You glanced over at Rick, your group’s leader, who looked defeated. You felt a flash of fear run through your entire body as one of the men that captured your group called out “let’s meet the man!” before banging a fist on the door of the RV that was parked in front of you. The door flung open and out slowly walked the man you’ve heard so much about; Negan. He had a huge grin plastered across his face and his baseball bat Lucille slung over his shoulder.  “Which one of these sorry fucks is the leader?” he asked, his voice deep and gravelly, “this one” the man from before said while pointing over to Rick, who was kneeling beside you. Negan started striding towards Rick, until he looked over at you and stopped dead in his tracks. The grin on his face grew bigger as he locked onto your dark blue eyes and walked over so he was standing directly in front of you.  He slowly bent down and placed his hand on your chin, tilting it up, so you were face to face, “well hello beautiful, aren’t you just an everyday Marilyn Monroe” you smiled slightly at him, he looked attractive when he walked out of the trailer, but up close he was as handsome as ever. “What’s your name sweetheart?” he asked softly, “L-Lara” you whispered gazing into his eyes. Negan stared at you for awhile before chuckling “honey, it isn’t everyday that I’m at a loss for fucking words” he then stood up and motioned at two of his men and said “take her into the truck and lock it, she’s coming back with us”.

After awhile Negan walked up to the truck and got in, he put Lucille down between you two and you noticed the blood and pieces of flesh attached to it, you gasped knowing that it must belong to one of your friends. You were terrified and pressed yourself to the door, getting as far away from Negan as you could. Negan noticed and glanced over to you and brushed your soft hair with his gloved fingers as you flinched, “sweetheart, trust me when I say that I’d never hurt a pretty little thing like you”. You felt slightly relieved but continued to keep your guard up.  “W-where are we going?” you asked quietly trying to make conversation, “my compound, Sanctuary” Negan responded lowly. You took a deep breath and stared out the window.

After a few minutes you and Negan arrived at Sanctuary, his men opened the large gate securing the compound and Negan drove in.  You got out of the truck and folded your arms around each other, it was the middle of the night and you were wearing a short sleeved t-shirt, it was freezing. Negan walked over to you and noticed you shivering, he took off the black leather jacket he was wearing and wrapped it around you, “better?” he asked, “yes, thank you” you replied, “no, fucking problem” Negan gave you a wink and started walking off, you quickly followed him and noticed a lot of his men staring at you, you kept your face forward, staring at Negan’s broad back, until one of his men whistled at you. Suddenly Negan faced him and punched the man in the face knocking him to the ground “I WILL NOT allow any of you fuckers to make my fucking guest feel un-fucking-comfortable, do I make myself motherfucking clear!?”, “yes, sir” the man groaned, blood dripping out of his nose. Negan turned around and grabbed your hand leading you away from his men.

Negan brought you to his room and shut the door behind him; you took a seat on the plush sofa and looked around Negan’s well furnished home. “Want anything to drink?” he asked leaning against the wall, “a cup of tea would be nice, thank you”, Negan chuckled “do I look like I fucking drink tea? The closest thing I’ve got is coffee”, you smiled “coffee sounds great”. Negan walked into his small kitchen, and returned a few minutes later with a cup of hot coffee, powdered milk, and some packets of sugar and placed them on the table in front of you, before walking off to pour himself a glass of whisky; he then sat on the sofa beside you. “That jacket looks fucking sexy on you” he said before taking a sip of his drink. You giggled and blurted out “trust me, it looks better on you” you looked at Negan who put his now empty glass onto the table and leaned back, licking his lips. You put the cup of coffee down “actually, could I have a glass of that stuff?” you said pointing over at the bottle of amber colored whisky, “atta’ girl” Negan replied before standing up and pouring you a glass and handing it to you. He sat back down and watched as you quickly gulped the liquid down and leaned forward setting the glass on the table, right when you sat back up Negan grabbed your face with his now gloveless hands and pulled you in for a kiss, you kissed back, his lips felt warm and soft against yours. You felt Negan bite your lower lip softly before slipping his tongue into your mouth, you let a quiet moan escape.

Negan slid his jacket off of you and brought his hands down to the bottom of your shirt and slowly pulled it off, he looked down at your lacy black bra and bit his lip. “Take the rest of your clothes off for me, I wanna watch” he said as his dark eyes filled with lust. You stood up and turned around, you quickly jumped as Negan slapped your ass, you then began unhooking your bra, throwing it back at Negan, before slowly slipping your pants off, giving Negan a great view of your ass in the lacy black panties you were wearing that matched your bra. “I can’t wait any fucking longer” you heard Negan growl before feeling his arms around your waist pull you back so that you were sitting on his lap, you felt Negan’s erection poking through his jeans. You started slowly grinding your hips back and forth over it, “you’re such a fucking tease” Negan hissed in your ear, before picking you up and throwing you onto the sofa. You laid on your back and wiggled watching Negan pull his shirt off, before he slowly pulled your panties off, you bit your finger and looked up at him watching him take the sight of you completely naked in. He suddenly pushed your legs apart and slid his face in, you threw your head back instantly, as Negan flicked his tongue against your clit, giving it a few sucks every once in awhile. You grabbed onto the couch with one hand and onto his dark hair with the other as you grinded your pussy on his tongue and mouth. Negan shook his head from side to side quickly brushing his tongue across your clit, while squeezing onto your thighs with his hands. You felt a knot form in your stomach as the pleasure was rising through you. “Don’t stop daddy, oh god, I’m gonna cum”, Negan buried his face deeper, letting out a groan at your words. You continued grinding your hips until the ecstasy hit and you came all over his mouth and beard.

Negan pulled his face away, and stroked his mouth wiping away your wetness, as you tried catching your breath. “You taste so fucking sweet” he hissed before he unbuckled his belt and pulled his jeans and boxers off. You looked at his cock that was standing up, fully erect. You licked your hand and leaned over to Negan, taking a hold of his cock and stroking it, while kissing him, you could taste your pussy on his lips. Negan looked down at you stroking him and opened his mouth letting out a growl. You giggled into his ear seeing how weak you were making the man that everyone feared.

Negan pushed you onto you back again and positioned himself between your legs, before sliding himself into your wet pussy. He didn’t hold back at all, and started vigorously thrusting into you; he stared down, licking his lips as he watched himself slam into you. You grabbed onto Negan’s arms as you let out loud moans “keep fucking me, just like that daddy” you purred. Negan’s gaze went to your face as he gritted his teeth together. He continued fucking you as fast as he could, he had unbelievable stamina. Suddenly Negan pulled out and flipped you over onto your stomach and leaned on top of you, “I’m gonna fuck that tight little ass of yours” he hissed into your ear before biting your shoulder softly. You had tried anal before, and weren’t really into it, but the thought of Negan pounding into your ass made you quiver. “Be gentle, Negan” you whispered.

Negan got between your legs and spread your ass open; he spat in his hand and rubbed it on his cock before sliding into your ass slowly. “Fuck you’re so fucking tight” he moaned, you gripped onto the couch as hard as you could as you adjusted to Negan’s size. Once Negan was completely inside of you he slowly slid back in and out of you, moaning at the tightness, until he speed up and began thrusting into you. He held your hips for leverage and rocked his body against yours as hard as he could. You let out cries of pleasure as you felt his cock pulsate inside of you. “Cum inside of me please daddy” you begged, and at your words Negan released his love inside of you, he threw his head back his eyes shut tight.

Negan slowly pulled out, his cum dripping out of your ass. He gave your ass a slap and chuckled “fuck I think I’m in love”. You rolled over and gazed at Negan’s sweaty chest and face. “Stay here, I can’t give that ass and pussy up baby, I’ll go fucking mad” Negan said as he laid on top of you giving you a kiss. You ran your fingers through Negan’s hair. “I don’t know, my group will be worried about me” you whispered. Negan looked up at you “who gives a fuck, you didn’t seem to be worried about them while you were calling me daddy, and taking it in the ass”, you gently slapped his arm and giggled. “Fine, I’ll stay, since you’re in love with me and all that” you teased. Negan kept his head against your chest and smirked, “you know you love ‘daddy’ too”.

Fic: Here Comes Revenge (Negan & Reader) One Shot.

I might turn this into a series of one shots, I’m not sure yet.

Title: Here Comes Revenge

Pairing: Negan & Reader

Summary: Rosita may have tried to kill Negan, but you were the fool who gave her the bullet.

Tag List: @negans-network, @thecynicalnerd, @deadlywinters, @attentionseekingprincess

Originally posted by scarletswitch


You had seen Negan beat two of your friends to death, and even then he never showed a hint of true anger. He had laughed, taunted, and threatened, but he was a man in control. But this Negan, whose face was contorted with rage as he roared as loud as thunder? This man was furious and you felt fear like you had never felt it before.

Rosita, slammed onto the ground with a knife pressed to her throat, eyed him defiantly.

You wanted to tell her to look away, to show remorse. Even if she didn’t mean it, at least Negan might show her a small bit of mercy. She remained insolent, uncaring of her fate.

But if there was one thing you had learned about Negan it was that someone was going to pay for her attempt on his life, and it wouldn’t be Rosita.

Rick made Negan angry and Abraham died. Daryl lashed out at Negan and Glenn paid the price. Spencer was lying in a heap at Negan’s feet, and you knew someone else would likely join him.

“This little bad boy made from scratch?” Negan’s bemused voice left you trembling. He was more in control now, more focused, and it was terrifying. “Look at those crimps. This was homemade.”

Your heart began to beat frantically in your chest. Rosita’s rebellious glare never faltered.

“You may be stupid, darlin’, but you showed some real ingenuity here,” it almost sounded like a compliment. Maybe it was, but compliment or not it wasn’t going to save her from Negan’s wrath.

“Arat, move that knife up out on that girl’s face. Lucille’s beautiful, smooth surface is never gonna look the same, so why should yours?” Rosita didn’t flinch. The rest of the Alexandrians gathered sucked in a breath.

“Unless…” Negan said, considering, “Unless you tell me who made this.”

Your heart plummeted to the pit of your stomach.

You knew when Rosita came to you, begging for your help crafting that single bullet, that it had been a terrible idea. You let guilt drive you to accept her demands. She made it clear, she wouldn’t survive long after shooting Negan but she didn’t care. She wanted him dead and that was all that mattered. You couldn’t blame her, everyone wanted to see Negan pay.

But now Negan wasn’t dead and you were all fucked.

Keep reading

What’s amazing about today’s attack in Jerusalem on IDF soldiers is that the entire world is talking about as if it’s an “out-of-the-blue terror attack” against “innocent and poor soldiers.” Yet these soldiers, no matter what their role is in the IDF, are all participating in, enforcing, and maintaining an illegal occupation which dehumanizes Palestinians everyday; they are culpable in these crimes and are not innocent in any way at all. Yet no one draw these connections. 

But when a Palestinian is shot dead, whether they were someone who carried out an attack or was someone simply walking down the street, no one even notices it, no matter how innocent they truly were. Even if the media talks about it, which it rarely does, they will talk about their killer – the IDF soldier – and not the victim. 

This contradiction is so apparent right now with how the media is handling, for example, everyone knows about Elor Azaria, the IDF soldier who executed a wounded Palestinian laying on the floor. Meanwhile, no one knows, cares, or thinks about Abed, the Palestinian Azaria executed in cold blood. Even in our death, we’re never the focus of our own story.

  • What she says: I'm fine.
  • What she means: Was Soma really shot? Or was it Agni? Either way, one of them is dead. Did Ciel really let this happen? I trusted him! Who was in the photograph that distracted Agni? Who would do this to us? Was it Lizzie? Was it Ciel? That doesn't make any sense! Can 2CT really be true? We don't know anything yet. We just have a glove, blood, and a burnt photograph to go by. Nothing's set. Sebastian, can you pull off one more miracle and stop all this??
merry christmas motherfuckers.

victor [smiling]: yuuri, look up. mistletoe!

yuuri [blushing]: oh, victor

yurio: did you know the reason why people kiss under the mistletoe its because one day the son of a goddess had a nightmare about how he was going to die so her mum looked out for anything on earth or under the earth so he coudn’t get hurt but little they didn’t know, the guy had an enemy. the fucking god from evil, okay? who found something that didn’t grew either on the earth or underneath it but in the middle on the trees, mistletoe. so this guy wrapped the tip of an arrow with it and made another god, a blind one, shot him dead. the son spent three days dead as they tried everything to bring him back to live, until only her mum could and she was so happy she kissed everyone around, claiming that mistletoe should no longer be a symbol of death but of love.



yurio [smirking]: merry christmas motherfuckers

Watching Ghost Adventures
  • *Camera films artsy shots of Zack in the Cemetery*
  • Zack's Narrating over Artsy Shots: All the emotions and memories within these spirits who are buried in this cemetery. Souls that once occupied these corpses are the souls that are trapped. Will my soul be trapped one day?
  • *Camera moves to Nicks View*
  • Nick: Cemeteries creep me out man. Like these people are dead... Hey where's Aaron?
  • *Nick looks over in the distances and sees Aaron Laughing Hysterically*
  • Aaron: Hey Nick check this out man, this guys last name was WoodCock!

The tribal delegation visiting Sheikh Abdelraouf al-Dhahab was still talking in the very early hours of the morning last Sunday when his nephew, Abdullah, noticed strangers approaching on foot across the rocky, inhospitable terrain of central Yemen.

“Who are you?” Abdullah called out into the night. “Who are you?”

The men shot him dead.

Startled by the gunfire, the Dhahab family scrambled to take up its own weapons and defend its house.

According to accounts by locals, this was the way the battle began with U.S. special operations forces and some of their allies, which would unfold over several hours on the ground — and end with an aerial bombardment.

By dawn, one American sailor was dead and three other service members were injured. Locals say numerous civilians, including women and nine children, were among the Yemenis killed. The U.S. military has opened an investigation, and U.S. military officials tell NPR that civilians were indeed among the victims.

Taken together, claims and counterclaims from the U.S. military and local residents described a chaotic operation, one that drew sharp criticism from Yemeni officials who usually support the U.S. The aftermath of the raid shows the potential dangers if the U.S. military relaxes its current restrictions about using force and protecting civilians, which President Donald Trump has asked the Pentagon to review.

Yemen Aftermath: Trump’s First Military Raid Continues To Raise Questions

Photo: Mass Communication Spc. 2nd Class Meranda Keller/U.S. Navy
Caption: Navy SEALs participate in special operations urban combat training in 2012. The training exercise familiarizes special operators with urban environments and tactical maneuvering during night and day operations.

“The Wrong One” (M)


Member: Chanyeol from EXO (ft. Baekhyun and Sehun)

Genre: Smut (M), A little bit of angst and fluff

Request: Chanyeol is in love with his best friend’s little sister but she’s taken.

“Sehun I think that’s enough with the tequila shots” you said as he was well off his 6th shot of the night. “look, Sehun you’re the one that dragged me, Chanyeol and Baek to this frat party so we’re not the ones who are going to drag your half dead body back home ok?” he scoffed and ignored you as he took another shot. “Can’t you just let loose for once?” he rolled his eyes as he walked upstairs.

“Hey where’s your boyfriend?” Chanyeol wrapped his arm around your waist and laughed. “Erasing his brain cells what else?” you rolled your eyes. “You know I always wondered why you started dating Sehun…..I mean he is mine and Baek’s best friend but……. You did always know he was the biggest fuckboy in our school” he raised his eyebrow at you.

“I did but I also know he’s more than that Chanyeol” you kicked his arm off your waist. You walked off to the living room when you saw your brother, Baekhyun trying his luck on an older popular girl you’ve seen around your neighborhood before. You rolled your eyes and you felt your headache coming when you realized just how much you weren’t in the mood for this party tonight. Movies and Nutella in bed sounded so much better than drunk people who can’t keep it in their pants.

You decided to go upstairs and look in the dorm bathroom for some aspirin or something else that might help your headache although you knew you’d probably only find condoms in a boy’s frat college dorm but might as well try? You walked up to the bathroom door and you could hear moans coming from the inside. “Oh man there are 10 bedrooms in this place can’t they just go and fuck in one of those?” you whined as you lost every care you had and decided to go in anyways.

“LOOK I’M ONLY HERE TO LOOK FOR MEDS YOU CAN CONTINUE SINNING IN LIKE 5 SECONDS OK” you shouted as you covered your eyes and looked for the cabin above the sink but when you looked down at the floor you saw something familiar. Black ripped jeans and long skinny legs? Something seemed off. You removed your hand and your mouth instantly dropped, spreading a shocked look on your face. “Sehun……?” he looked back at you as he held some girl you didn’t know above his hips, legs wrapped around him and his mouth biting on her chest.  “Sorry?” he shrugged and continued doing what he was doing as if you weren’t standing right there beside him. You slammed the cabin shut and ran downstairs still shocked and tears threatening to drop on your cheeks.

“HEY HEY Y/N WHAT HAPPENED” Chanyeol grabbed you as you tried running away. He shot you a confused and worried look and his face softened more than usual. “Are you crying?” He cupped your cheek, looking concerned. “It’s…it’s…uh….I saw……I…its Sehun….” You mumbled through your words as you stared at the ground. “He didn’t go upstairs to pee did he” he said, his face stiffening again. “Come on, I’ll call Baekhyun and we can go back home” grabbing your hand and interlacing his fingers with yours.

You didn’t think you could handle your angry brother tonight too so you and Chanyeol kept your mouths shut for the rest of the ride home. Chanyeol was staying the night so he drove the three of you back home.

You were long into your movie and you nearly finished the Nutella jar when you heard a knock on your door. “Y/N……can I come in?” Chanyeol’s voice was deep and sweet.  You sighed and slammed your laptop shut as fast as you could and pretended to be asleep. You weren’t dealing with this now too. He came into your room and went out as soon as he saw your eyes closed, sighing sweetly.

Right after you were done watching your third movie you glanced at your phone. “3 am” you read on your screen thinking no one should be awake by now so you thought it would be safe to go get something to drink in the kitchen. You got up from your bed, wearing an oversized white t shirt that showed your cleavage a little more than Baek thought was appropriate and your favorite red Victoria secretes underwear that were only covered slightly by your shirt.

You liked the silence of the night. It was peaceful like nothing else in the world mattered. It made you calm. You opened the water bottle as you sighed and closed your eyes, breathing the cold night air from the open window. “Forget about him Y/N. He’s not worth it.” You whispered to yourself as you took another sip. “He isn’t.” you jumped at the sudden deep voice and spit some of the water you were drinking. It was Chanyeol. He was leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed above his chest and an angry frown on his face. He was wearing that black tank top that showed his biceps and you would be lying if you said it didn’t made you feel some type of way.

“Why are you awake?” you shot him a look as you closed the bottle. “I can’t fall asleep” he said walking over to you. “Why are you awake?” he scoffed at you. “I’m watching a movie” you looked right into his eyes with a condescending look. “Dork. Staying up until 3 am watching movies with your Nutella jar” he mocked you letting a laugh out, his hands still wrapped above his chest standing a bit too close to you. “Yeah I can do whatever I want” you took one step closer to him, narrowing your eyes. “Anymore mocking you wanna do Park Chanyeol?” the room was silent and the only light coming in was from the street lamps outside. “Mocking? Why would I ever mock you….piggy tails girl? He laughed. “I WAS 5 OK? I TOLD BAEKHYUN NOT TO GET THAT STUPID ALBUM OUT” you raised your voice all frustrated. “Shhhhhh” he shushed you holding his mouth from laughing too hard. “You’re cute when you’re mad” he took another step closer to you, no space left between you anymore. “Can I join you?” he kept his gaze on your lips. “Come on slinky cheese it’s not like you have anything better to do” you grabbed his hand leading him to your room as he let out a giggle.

He jumped down on your bed as you crawled up under your blanket, sitting up and pressing play on a new movie. Ten minutes into it and Chanyeol was starting to get bored. He started sighing from time to time, playing with your hand dropping it on the blanket from different heights, blowing your hair in your face and humming. “CHANYEOL” you tried not to shout too loud. “CAN’T YOU STAY STILL FOR ONE SECOND?” you closed your eyes trying to keep your cool. “Not when you’re in the room” he winked at you. You rolled your eyes and shifted your look back on the screen. “Y/N?” he sat up and stared at you. “Yes?” you shot him a done look. “You know…I don’t think Baek would be too thrilled about you wearing that in bed with me” he flashed you with his white wicked smile. “Well, Baek doesn’t control me.” You smirked at him. “Don’t do that” his smile wiped completely off his face. “Do what?” you smirked again noticing his gaze shift down to your lips again. “That.” He looked up into your eyes, his eyes all dark and filled with a look you’ve never seen before. He looked hungry.

The only sound in your dark room was Chanyeol’s heavy warm breathing as you could feel it on the side of your neck. He grabbed your waist and pressed his fingers on your hip, pulling you slowly closer to his body. Keeping his gaze on your lips, you blacked out everything else that was going on in your life for a second. “I’m pretty sure Baek wouldn’t be too thrilled about this too” he whispered against your lips right before he pressed his wet lips on yours. He deepened the kiss as he pulled you even closer to him. Your lips moving in a perfect rhythm, it was passionate, wet and warm. He licked your bottom lip trying to get access past them. You lost your control over your body completely and let him take the lead. Breathlessly he worked his tongue on yours, making you moan in his mouth. He groaned and pulled away from the kiss. Breathing heavily on your lips, stare locked on your now red lips. He bit your bottom lip right before he slammed your laptop shut and dropped it on the floor.

“Wait my laptop….” You let out a breathless sentence between the touches. He cupped your cheeks, kissing your lips into oblivion. “I’ll buy you a new one.” he smirked right before he climbed on top of you, pinning your wrists above your head. He traced a trail of kisses from your ear to your jawline, to your neck and finally reaching your lips again. He grabbed the seam of your shirt and pulled it above your head roughly. Revealing your breasts, he was sitting on top of your hips panting heavily staring at your body and taking his top off, throwing it across the room. He dived down your chest and sucked on one of your nipples, making you arch your back and running your fingers through his hair, grabbing it. “Easy baby girl…..I’ve only just started” he smirked against your other nipple. Taking it in his mouth and licking it, he bit it and closed his eyes as you felt his errection growing in his sweats.

You wrapped your legs around his hips and ran your point against his sides, making your way to the band of his pants, you slipped it between your toes and pulled them down his legs with your legs, moaning from Chanyeol’s actions on your breasts, tracing hickies all over your body. He stopped and looked up at you, letting your nipple slip out of his mouth. “Where did you learn that piggy tails girl?” he scoffed smirking. “Just fuck me already” you whined, arching your back. “As you wish.” 

He kept his stare at you, licking his tongue around your nipple one last time before pulling your damp underwear past your legs. He reached his rough fingers on your burning core, smirking. He stretched out to your ear, kissing it slightly. “You’re so wet and it’s all for me” you felt his mouth corners curve again your ear. He pressed his thumb against your clit and rubbed rough circles around it as he inserted 2 fingers into you. Pumping back and forth in the rhythm of your moans. “Shhh baby girl we don’t wanna wake Baek up, now do we?” he entered your mouth with his warm tongue. Working synchronized circles with your clit and tongue. You felt a heat go through your body and reach your lower stomach. You were so close.

He removed his hands off you completely and you looked at him with a confused expression all over your face. He lifted your legs up and settled them on his shoulders, grabbing tightly at your thighs. You arched your back again as you felt the touch of his wet tongue against your heat. He worked against your clit, sucking on your juices. You covered your mouth and moaned into your hand to keep yourself from screaming Chanyeol’s name across your entire house. He bit slightly on your clit and kissed it right before you finally came. You rode off your orgasm as Chanyeol didn’t waste any time with his lips off your body. Moving from your pussy to the side of your thigh, he left his marks all over it, sucking as hard as you screamed earlier. 

Your fingers through his hair, he got up and took off his tight black boxers, revealing his long hard cock. He looked as thirsty for you as you did for him. Rubbing his shaft against your opening, he grabbed the sides of your hips and the moonlight from outside the window reflected off his tanned biceps as he stared at your eyes, inches from your lips. “I hate you” you let out breathlessly against his lips. “I know” he smirked against yours and without any other warning he entered you. You moaned loudly and he shut you up with a kiss. He began to thrust hard and rough as he pressed his fingers on your hips, grabbing for dear life. He moved your hips against his cock, moving it slowly and deep at first but increasing his speed with every moan of his name. He dropped his head at the crook of your neck and groaned as he felt his peak reaching his body. Slowly moving his lips to yours he finally felt your walls clench around him and he came, growling the word “fuck” against your shuddering body. 

He stayed hovering above you for a bit, looking into your eyes before rolling off of you and to the other side of the bed. You both laid there panting hard and staring at the ceiling. He pulled you by your waist towards him and you threw your leg between his and kissed his neck. “So I may have a little crush on my best friend’s little sister” he mumbled smiling right before you fell asleep on him.

Riddle House is an Edwardian style house located in Palm Beach County, Florida. While the house itself is extremely quaint, it’s known for it’s apparent hauntings as opposed to it’s beauty. Built in 1905, it was originally used as a funeral home called “Gatekeeper’s Cottage.” In 1920, it was purchased by Karl Riddle and this is where the tales of hauntings began. Legend says that one of Riddle’s employers committed suicide in the attic of the house. Another legend tells of a man called “Buck” who once worked in the funeral parlor. Buck was shot dead after an argument escalated. Both the employee of Riddle and Buck are said to haunt Riddle House and can sometimes be spotted walking around the house, causing havoc by moving objects and touching curious visitors.

“You belong to me...”

Warning: Smut. 

Originally posted by reedustine

It’s been a few months since Woodbury fell and Rick brought those willing to accept out ways to the prison. You were in charge of people inquires and relations, a dumb job you thought, but it gave you something to do every day. Help those who came here and help them get back into the everyday motions. You were standing outside watching a group kill the walkers that were building up against the fence, when you felt the presence of another person standing next to you. You turned and seen it was Evan a young guy, about your age, that a crush on you. You felt bad for him because you and Daryl had been together since before the farm fell before your time at the prison. “Hot day out huh?” He asked wiping sweat off his brow, he looked at you and ran his thumb across your brow, a shiver went down your spine. You nodded and stepped away from him, “It’s always hot in Georgia,” you chuckled.

“Probably because it’s full of women as pretty as you,” you blushed at his kind words, and giggled like a school girl “Thank you Evan.” He ran his fingers up your arm, and laid his hand of your shoulder, a gentle gesture that if it was Daryl it would drive you absolutely crazy. “No need to thank me, thank yor parents for making such a beautiful daughter,” your blush grew deeper across your cheeks and he beamed at you. Little did you know Daryl was standing with ear shot, he growled. Stomping off in the other direction, you turned and seen Daryl stomping off away from you, and you shrugged it off. You laughed again laid your hand on his chest, pushing him back as he got closer to you, “You’re too kind Evan, but I have to go find Glenn, he was supposed to relieve me of watch 20 minutes ago, and I’m hot from the sun,” you chuckled at him, he wiggled his eye brows at you “Nah it’s just you not the sun.” You walked away and headed toward your and Daryl’s shared cell.

As you got in the cell you were slammed up again the cold stone wall, and before you could scream a calloused hand covered your mouth. “You belong to me” you were startled by this sudden outburst, but then it dawned on. He was jealous of Evan, you smirked against his hand. He removed his hand, “I didn’t know I belonged to anyone,” you said in defiance. Daryl pressed your back against the wall, “You belong to me!” he said in a stern voice, you were soaked at his dominance. You shivered as his slide his fingers up your arm and latched his lips to your neck. “Your arms, your neck, you cheeks…” he kissed your cheeks “mine.” Your body quivered against him, “your lips,” he kissed you roughly, “mine.” He kissed you more and pulled away, leaving you to feel empty, and full of desire, a look that reflected in his eyes. “Strip” you didn’t need to be told twice, and in an instance you were naked in front of him. His cock hardening at the sight of your bare breasts and the slick glimmer on your legs. He had you soaked and dripping. Just with his words, his actions nearly sent you over the edge. He pushed you against the wall again, cupping your cunt in his large hand sliding his fingers between your folds, roughly circling your clit. You squirmed against him, it felt so good. His other hand made its way to your hair and he pulled back, tilting your head back, exposing your neck to him, he kissed it, sucking greedily at the flesh, leaving little marks. “Now everyone will know you’re taken,” he whispered harshly into your ear. “Now hold still,” you stood stock still, as he forced his fingers into your hungry snatch. “You’re eager today kitten,” he purred, roughly going in and out of your cunt, your legs were shaking and you were close to much needed release when his ripped his fingers from you. You whimpered at the loose of fullness. He grabbed your hair and pulled you forward, forcing you again, “You’re gonna learn who you belong to!” he ordered pulling his pants down, his cock bouncing forward in front of you face, you licked your lips. And took the tip into your mouth, Daryl groaned as you slid your tongue around the head expertly, his knees buckled when you took more of his length into your mouth and sat down on to the bed, you took as much of his cock into your mouth as you could. He shuttered, as he was close to cumming, you pulled off of him with a coy smile on your lips, you stood and sat down on his lap, rubbing your slick folds against his wet cock. It twitched against you, and Daryl latched onto your nipple as you guided his cock into your waiting snatch. He filled you completely, you bit into his shoulder as he thrusted into you. The feeling magical. You wanted to scream you bit down hard, and Daryl groaned, laying down on the bed, letting you ride him, you swirled your hips and his bucked matching your pace, you both were panting loudly. “Scream my name kitten, let them know who gets to please you!” Daryl demanded. You let out a loud scream as you came. You rode out your orgasm, Daryl bucked roughly and soon came after you. You sighed, laying down on his chest, him still inside you. You’re breathing sporadically, Daryl breathing heavily under you.

“I love you,” he breathed, if this is what jealous Daryl was like, you needed to get him jealous more often, you smiled and kissed him lightly, “I love you too Daryl,” you cuddled into him.

Dear Mom

I know Dad left you way too soon
I know he’s gone
& you don’t know what to do
I’m sorry
I’m the one who put the dope in the spoon
I shot up my dad when he asked me to
I sat around & got as high as I could
But that last time
The dope went in his veins
I’m not sure what happened
But I saw him break
The seizure was long
& The look on his face
Like he knew
Death won the race

& Dear Mom

Do you know
When they pronounced my Father dead
I was right by his side
Wanting to get high instead
So why are you here
Sitting at my side
When you know I took dad
Because we liked getting high
Why do you hold me
When I’m sober & clean
Crying like a bitch
Because of what the drugs took from me
Why do you love me
When you know I killed Dad

Dear Mom

I’m sorry
I wish the drugs took me instead


Dear Mom,

I’m sorry I killed Dad.



(Masterlist link is here. This is a purely, naughty smut blog so be warned!)

ALL OF YOU (Series):

All of You

Daryl x Reader | One Shot | Smut Warning! | 18+ Only! | NSFW

Summary: This was a request, hope I get it right. :) My first post-Negan era piece. Daryl is in the Sanctuary still and is approached by Negan’s daughter (Reader), she takes a liking to him and smut ensues. I didn’t get to the ‘Negan doesn’t approve’ part of the request, may have to make a second part if people like it.

All of You - Part 2

Daryl x Reader Smut Warning! 18+ Only! NSFW

Summary: As requested, here is part 2. Post-Negan era smut piece. The reader (Negan’s Daughter) convinces Negan to allow Daryl to be her bodyguard while he is away in Alexandria for a few days. Smut and romance ensue. When Negan returns, he finds out that they are sleeping together and loses his shit.



HOME (Series):

Summary: You have been dating Daryl for months before settling in Alexandria together. Daryl goes out on a run and you await his return impatiently and think about him as you await his return. Pre-Negan Era.

Chapter 1: Missing You

You anxiously await Daryl’s return and think about how much you miss him when he is away. (Smut)

Chapter 2: Promise

You and Michonne go out to hunt walkers and you think back to your very first walker kill and the first time you met Daryl. (Violence, Walker Death, Family Death)

Chapter 3: I’ll Watch Over You

Michonne gives you a lesson in walker killing and you think back to your very first night with Daryl Dixon. (Walker Killing, Grief, Family Death, Fluff)

Chapter 4: No One’s Gonna Hurt You. I Promise

The Reader reminisces about her first day in Alexandria and her first kiss with Daryl.

Chapter 5: My Mystery Man

The Reader reminisces about her first night in Alexandria; meeting Rick and Michonne, having dinner and drinks with Carol, and Her and Daryl’s first time together. (Smut)

Chapter 6: The Love Word

The reader thinks back to falling in love with Daryl, as she awaits his return. The reader reminisces about the day Daryl told her he must leave for a while and their last night together.



Dirty Thoughts

Daryl x Reader Smut Warning! 18+ Only! NSFW

Summary: The Reader lives with Abraham and Rosita and has been in Alexandria for only a few weeks. Reader has a major crush on Daryl and Abe invites him to dinner one night. Daryl and Reader finally get what they want from each other. Smutty Smut. Daryl x Reader. Enjoy!

Warnings: SMUT

Don’t Touch Her

Daryl x Reader | Smut AF | NSFW | 18+ Only

Summary: Daryl runs into the reader after her boyfriend has hit her. Daryl loses it and confront the guy. He comforts the reader and they become close. Smut ending, of course.

Warnings: Abuse, Smut

First Time

Daryl Dixon x Reader | 18+ | Smut Warning | NSFW

Summary: Hope I do these requests justice! :) Set season 3 in the prison. Pre-Governor era. The reader is new to the group and finds herself unusually attracted to the man they call Daryl. The reader is shy and unsure about all things that come along with the sex, as she is a virgin. Daryl and her get to talking one night and she asks him to take her virginity.  Reader is around 20 years old. Prepare for cute Daryl fluff in this one, I think he would be so sweet taking someone’s virginity. :)

He Doesn’t Deserve to Own You

Daryl x Reader | Smut AF | NSFW | 18+ Only

Summary: The reader is attracted to Spencer, until one night he tells her off and Daryl steps in and tells him to fuck off. The Daryl leads you to his house, where he tells you he his feelings for you and smut occurs.

He Doesn’t Deserve to Own You - Part 2

Daryl x Reader  | Smut AF | NSFW | 18+ Only

Summary: Started out as a one shot, but I ended up writing a second part to it. Takes place a week after yours and Daryl’s confrontation with Spencer. Spencer now won’t leave reader alone and Daryl has to tell him to back the fuck off, Y/N is his now.

I Can Treat You Better

Daryl Dixon x Reader | Smut Warning | 18+ Only | NSFW

Summary: Another request, hope I do it justice. :) Daryl has feelings for the reader and has had to watch the reader be treated badly by her boyfriend for months. When the reader’s boyfriend is out on a run, Daryl makes his feelings known. Pre-Negan Era. Set in Alexandria. Smut AF.

I Can Treat You Better - Part 2

Daryl Dixon x Reader | Smut Warning | 18+ Only | NSFW

Summary: I got a request to write a second part of this, so here it is! Daryl and the reader enjoy each other’s company after being intimate the night before. Luke comes home to find you have moved out and to find that Daryl has told you about him and Rosita.

Warnings: Smut


Daryl x Reader | One Shot | Smut AF | NSFW | 18+ Only

Summary: Set in S.3 at the prison. Reader gets all hot and bothered watching Daryl chop wood and slips away to their cell for a release. Daryl finds you and smut ensues.

Right Like That

Daryl Dixon x Reader | Smut Warning | 18+ Only | NSFW

Summary: I had to write this out. Early Season 2 era, at the farm, with Daryl’s old badass self. The reader constantly flirts with Daryl throughout the entire time they are together in the group, once they settle in to the farm, they are finally able to have a night they both have fantasized about, for so long. Smut AF. I needed a fic where Daryl takes a girl roughly in the barn. Enjoy! This turned out smuttier than expected.

Warnings: Smut

Teach Me

Daryl Dixon x Reader | 18+ | Smut Warning | NSFW

Summary: The reader almost gets bit on a run and Daryl is furious with her. They get back to the prison and she asks him to teach her a thing or two about self-defense against walkers and people. Sweaty training ends in rough smut, Daryl style. ;)

Warnings: Smut

Thank You

Daryl Dixon x Reader | Smut Warning | 18+ Only | NSFW

Summary: This was a request, hope I get it right! :) Daryl breaks free from the Sanctuary, only to run into Jesus on his way out. Jesus helps him escape and the two return to the hilltop where Daryl meets the reader. The reader helps nurse him back to health and eventually smut ensues. This one is really long, but I had to nurse Daryl back to health, figured it would be some time before he’d be up for any rough smut.

You Want Better?


Summary: Daryl taunts the reader about her feelings for married Rick. She finds out it is because Daryl has feelings for her. They confront each other and smut/romance ensues. Season 2 / Hershel’s Farm Era.

Warnings: Smut

You Want Better? – Part 2


Summary: I made a second part to this because I wanted to. Sort of felt like resolving the Rick-ness of it all. Daryl and the reader begin to sneak around and see each other, they go on a run with the group and Rick confronts the reader about his feelings and the reader has to decide between Rick or Daryl. I really love jealous Daryl. Smutty Daryl x Reader Goodness.

Warnings: Smut

Heaven- Daryl Dixon

Plot/Request: Anon requested- “Can I request a daryl imagine where he sees y/n talking to some guy who was always flirting with her and he gets upset over thinking and they have a fight and he says that he knows he’s no good for her and lots of fluff?”

Word count:

Warnings: swearing

 i feel like i said “ain’t” way too much LOL 


“(Y/N),” Daryl called, his voice slightly rougher than usual. Your head snapped back, looking straight at the blue-eyed man. “Come ‘ere.” 

Confusion slipped into your mind, your head tilting to the right with furrowed brows. Daryl nibbled on his thumb, anticipating your arrival. Quickly you excused yourself from the previous conversation you were a part of, telling Mason you’d be back in a moment. 

He nodded awkwardly, his mouth opening and closing but no words left. With another nod, he sighed loudly. You gave him a soft smile before walking to Daryl’s side, giving him an odd glance. 

“Uh,” You began, looking his nervous figure up and down before leaning on one hip. “What’s up?” 

“Just–” He shook his head, “Don’t talk to him.” The grunt left his lips, his arm extending to grab yours and pull you away, but you slightly pushed him back. 

“Pfft,” You scoffed, “Why not? He’s my friend.” 

“I don’t trust him.” 

“Why not? He’s proved himself to us, he’s not a bad guy.” You fought back, feeling somewhat defensive of Mason. 

Daryl grunted, shaking his head as he mumbled softly, “Whatever.” 

“No– why are you acting this way?” You pulled him back, raising your voice a bit. 

“I ain’t acting like anything.” Daryl growled, his face nearing yours. Suddenly he snapped his arm back, ripping it out of your gentle grasp. “Don’t fuckin’ touch me, girl.”

“What the hell is wrong with you?” You ran into his way, stopping him without any real physical contact. Daryl looked down to the ground, trying to contain his anger. 

“It’s nothin’, go back to your prince.” 

“My prince? What the–” You stopped mid-sentence, eyes going wide with realization. “Oh my god.” You whispered, a small smirk growing on your face. “You’re jealous!” 

“I ain’t jealous.” Daryl blushed softly, sniffling as he stomped away. You chased after him, slightly smiling. 

“Jesus, Daryl. I’m not into him like that. If I wanted to be with him, I wouldn’t be with you.” You tried, pulling him back once more. He looked you in the eyes, slightly worried at his emotions overflowing. “I love you, just you. Ok?” 

“(Y/N), I ain’t good enough–” 

“No. Daryl don’t say that.” You shook your head, mouth slightly ajar. You pulled his face closer to yours, your slightly cold hands resting on his warm cheeks. The wind brushed against your exposed skin, leaves rustling in the distance. “You’re my little piece of heaven. I love you to death.”

He nodded softly, giving you a hint of a smile.

“I love you too.”