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Family Man Part 2

Word Count: 3,501

Pairing: Negan x Reader

Summary: You finally arrive back to Alexandria to get your daughter. Spencer bombards you with questions of that evenings events. Lola finally comes face to face with Negan. On the ride to the Sanctuary, he places an opportunity in front of you, and find out the true intent of you and your daughter living with him.

Warning: Tiny bit of Angst, Language ((mostly Negans potty mouth)), Child cursing ((it’s cute I promise)), Fluff!!

A/N: Yasss bish!!! Second part. Gonna really focus on this and Forgotten Memory. Unless I get super inspired! ((Written on phone so there maybe errors present.))

Originally posted by snoxhite

Part 1

The ride back to Alexandria was eerie, and beyond tense. Your eyes were glued to the window as the woods passed by. That night’s events kept replaying in your eyes. Tears threatened to spill as Glenn’s face haunted those flashbacks. Even the sound of Lucille bashing him and Abraham to death was stuck in your ears.

“So…” Simon’s uncomfortable tone yanked you out of the terror. You lazily looked at his driving figure as he fidgeted. “Just so you know, we have plenty of kid stuff back at the Sanctuary.”

“Sanctuary?” You scoffed. “Must be a pretty safe place if you have the balls to call it that.” Simon chuckled as he glanced over at you.

“I suppose we do.” He shrugged. “I remember meeting Negan for the first time. He’s got bigger balls than anyone.” His comment made you roll your eyes.

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The Princess Strikes Back: A Carrison Story

This is a Carrison Real Person Fan Fiction, a fictional story about fictional representations of real people. No profit was made from this work. If you do not approve, do not read. It’s a work of fiction based on real life events with a sprinkle of my imagination thrown in for good measure. If you do read, please send a message. Writers love feedback. And that’s why I write these things, to hone my skills. Thanks!

RATED: M (MATURE MATERIAL) Contains adult themes (sex, language, violence, etc.)

VERY SPECIAL THANKS TO @hewouldve Erin for all your help and encouragement! I couldn’t have done it without you! To all the Carrison girls in the Slack group for your support. And, all the readers who took time to comment. This is for you. 

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What’s up pinche putos? It’s ya main bitch Gaetano here to say that I’ve reached another follower milestone (I know, I never stop winning). And apart from gloating, I would also like to thank all the little people who made this possible. Like first of all me. And second me. And third me…….. I’m sorry but like if you wanted credit for this blog it wasnt gon happen. I’m the only huevon out here bustin his balls making dumbass shit posts (like the ones you see here, here and here) and somewhat acceptable but very mediocre edits as well (I’m not gonna promo myself here. You can just check out my /tagged/edit). You can also check out my beautiful face at /tagged/me… but be careful to shield your eyes because my beauty might blind you :) Anyway, where was I? …. Idk here are some people I’m gonna follow forever or something like that….

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Ummm that’s it…….. OK in all seriousness here are all my mutuals whom I love dearly. Without yall, I wouldve deleted a long time ago so I’m holding yall accountable for my imprisosnment on this hell site. OK on a serious note (AGIAN), I really want to thank yall for putting up with my annoying ass, liking and reblogging my posts, interacting with me at any point, and even reading this obnoxious excuse of a follow forever. Anyway, here’s to yall. Hopefully there’ll be many more to come.

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The Neighbor (Bucky x Reader)

Originally posted by luznavarro

Fandom: Marvel

Character: Bucky Barnes

Persona: Female

Word Count: 13,670

Warnings: lots of cussing, mentions of sex, very long, violence


Bucky Barnes was a real swell guy. You knew a lot of girls said that, but you meant it… or at least you meant it in a different way than they meant it. Any girl with half her wits knew he was a ladies man, a different girl dangling on his arm every other week. There were repeats of course… and those who wished to be repeats, but you fell into neither of those categories. You ain’t no wide eyed floosy and Mr. Barnes couldn’t get his hands on you if he tried. And boy did he try.

Every morning he’d great you on his balcony in his undershirt, a cocky look on his face, and his suspenders hanging off his shoulders. He’d joke and flirt and you roll your eyes. Neither of you would mention the banging on your wall or the cries of ‘oh baby, just like that. Oh Bucky!’ that you heard every night. Steve would though, usually after he chased away whoever Bucky’s most recent conquest was.

But no that’s why you thought Bucky was swell: Steve. Every morning he was early to rise; he had three or four jobs he was off to every day at least. He’d never tell you, but Steve did, most of the money he earned went right to Steve’s health and his sisters’ education. Steve couldn’t work the same way that he did, but you helped them by when you could… in your own tricky way.

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