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Synopsis: You and Negan head back to the Sanctuary and he
makes you some Christmas dinner
Ships: Negan x Reader (It’s the kind of slow burn where you’re
trying to make a fire out of damp twigs)
Warnings: Curses, Daddy kink (Negan and his wives), smut (not much)
Chapter Category: Angst
Negan had finally finished bashing Spencer’s head in with
his lethal, crimson stained bat. You could see a smile on his face as he
looked at the still twitching body that used to be a selfish man named Spencer.
Rosita was shaking, from grief or from rage you weren’t sure, possibly a
mixture of both.
“Well, we’ll be going now.” Negan said in a voice with far
too much normality to it. “Dwight.” Negan nodded his head toward you and very
quickly you felt long fingers grip your upper arm. You let out a hiss of pain
and Negan gave Dwight a stern look and you felt the scarred man’s grip loosen
ever so slightly.
Dwight dragged you so that you were standing beside Negan
who was still smiling. He laced one arm around you and pulled you close to him.
You could see Rick standing there, looking as if he had seen a ghost. He was
shaking, presumably reliving what had happened to some of his former group
members. You felt an ache of sympathy and sorrow for him.
Featuring: Dwight & Rick Grimes, brief mentions of: Michonne, Carl Grimes, Negan, Maggie Rhee, Enid Rhee, Daryl Dixon, Sherry, &&. Paul Rovia.
Trigger warnings: mentions of death, torture, murder.
Summary: Dwight asks Rick for help, Rick explains the predicament that puts him in &&. reminds him of Maggie’s ‘demise’, the ‘loss’ of Daryl and the impacts that’s had on his community. Dwight feels like shit, Rick doesn’t care but he cares about Sherry not being forced into a wife/held prisoner so he accepts as long as Dwight helps them find guns and in the end, works with them but he makes it clear that it isn’t just up to him, he’d have to discuss it with Maggie’s daughter Enid, Daryl’s boyfriend Jesus, his wife Michonne, &&. his son Carl to see how it would sit with them since they lost a lot (because he doesn’t want to outright tell Dwight that both Maggie &&. Daryl are alive).
Hi! Can you do a
jealous Negan imagine? You can do the story however you’d like, but maybe add a
huge argument between reader and Negan. Please and thank you! 😊 Ps I love your
imagines and I’m so glad requests are open again
You walked through the camp with a smile. You had your
machete in your hand and spun it happily. You liked your blade and were quite
skilled with it.
“Hey?” A voice said behind you and as you turned you saw him
His hair was greasy and falling in different directions. You
looked at the side of his face that was badly burnt, still red and gross from
not healing correctly. His ear had even fused to his head.
“Hi Dwight.” You mutter turning to carry on walking.
“Mind if I join you?” He smiled and stepped forward.
You narrow your eyes a little, “Yeah sure…”
You walked with Dwight in silence. You didn’t even look at
him. He was so creepy and his face grossed you out. He put his hand on your lower back, a little too low.
“What’s fucking going on here?” A deeper and more demanding
voice said making a smile creep up on your face.
“I was just walking around, stretching my legs” You walked
over and kissed his cheek. “Dwight wanted to also…”
He looked down at you for a second before looking at where Dwight’s hand was.”What are you doing?” he scowled. Before dwight could even speak Negan had punched him straight on the nose.
He looked down at him and motioned away with
Lucille. “Go away” You started to walk but his hand held your arm tightly, “No.
Not you.” His voice gave you shivers. “We
need to talk”
“Is something wrong?” you asked when Dwight had left.
He laid Lucille on the ground and looked over at you with a
hard stare, “Why were you talking to him?”
“Aww is someone Jealous?” You giggle.
He scowled and looked down at you “Don’t make me mad
sweetheart.” He crossed his arms over his chest.
“What Is your problem? Am I not allowed to have friends, or
talk to anyone? Because believe me Negan I’m not going to be sitting around lie
all of the other women around her!” Your voice rose slightly, making his eyes
You stormed off and he stood there watching you.
A few hours passed and he walked to the room you shared. You
were shoving clothes in your bag and he looked worried. “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to another room.” You scowl
He took your wrist in his hand and looked down at you. “I’m
sorry I got mad, I just hate people thinking they can take you away from me. Please, just don’t leave me”
When you looked at him he looked like a child who was scared
of losing their favourite toy. He looked sweet and kind. You heart melted.