Title: Rug Burn

Character: Negan

TV: The Walking Dead

Warnings: SMUT!

Photo/GIF credits go to the original maker/owner

For @i-am-negan-trash

Negan laughed, his back bending as he flicked Lucille upward, “Aren’t you just the funniest little shit!?” he asked, Carl.

The boy had mouthed off to him again, but he couldn’t find it in him to retaliate.

He straightened back up, the smile slowly melting into a “Don’t fuck with me,” grin.

“Now, which one of you shits can show me to Y/N Ward’s house?”

When no one answered, Negan cracked his neck, “It really wouldn’t do any good if I lost my cool,” he warned.

Carl rolled his eye, letting out a small growl, “She’s this way,”

“Atta boy!”

Negan followed the teenager, giddy at seeing the one woman who could sate him.

They were lovers before the apocalypse and he often wondered if she had made it. When he found her at Alexandria, he couldn’t believe it.

Upon returning to the Sanctuary, none of his wives could scratch the itch. Only Y/N seemed to be the one that could reach it.

Taking two steps at a time, he passed Carl and turned around, “Get a move on, kid. I got it from here,”

“You best not hurt her,” Carl warned.

Negan chuckled, “Ya got balls boy, I give ya that. Now git!”

Once Carl walked away, Negan knocked and leaned against the door jam.

The door opened and there she stood. Tank top, shorts and sneakers.

Goddamn did she look edible!

Her eyes widened, her mouth agape. Quickly she snapped her mouth shut and looked around.

“Lookin’ for your boyfriend, Rick the Prick?” He asked, eyebrow raised.

At that comment, the shock faded, only to be replaced with annoyance, “I’m not seeing him or anyone. Nor have a I slept with anyone, Negan,”

“Good,” he grinned, “Because I missed ya,”

She sighed, folding her arms.

“You gonna invite me in, Y/N?” Negan licked his lips.

Silently, she moved out of the way so that he could step in.

Swinging Lucille in a circle as he entered her home, he saw how clean and plush the white carpeting was.

“So how’s it goin’ Y/N?” he asked, looking around.

He turned and waited for her answer.

“Just surviving,” she shrugged.

He nodded, propping Lucille against the couch. He took off his jacket, then his boots and socks.

The second his toes connected with carpet, he sighed, closing his eyes at the soft feel.

When he reopened them, he found Y/N blushing and biting her bottom lip as she watched him.

“See somethin you like, Y/N?” he smiled, perching himself on the arm of her couch.

Hesitantly, she nodded, “Yeah.”

Negan held a hand out to her, “C'mere, Y/N,”

She went to him. The familiar feel of her skin had him wanting her more. She was shaking though.

“You know I’m not going to hurt you,” he said, quietly.

She swallowed, looking up at him with teary eyes, “I know you wouldn't…”


“But I don’t want to be kicked from the community.”

“The fuck would that happen for!?” he asked, his brow bunching.

“If I give in to you, I’ll probably be kicked out.”

“Fuck that! No, you fuckin’ won’t be kicked out!”

“How can you be so sure?” she asked, sighing when his arms wrapped around her waist.

Negan leaned in, kissing her neck between each word, “Because, I won’t let it happen,”

She moaned, tilting her head farther to the side at the feel of his tongue. Her hands held on to his shoulders, her legs becoming weak at his attention.

Running his nose up her neck, he inhaled her scent, “Jesus, you still smell fucking fantastic,”

Holding his bearded face in her palms after his compliment, she closed the gap between them.

With as quiet as the house was since Y/N lived alone, their gasps sounded like shouts in the practically bare living room.

Tilting his head to the right with a slight bob, Negan reconnected their lips with lusty pulls.

His hands slipped underneath her shirt, gliding up her back. He met the resistance of her bra and quickly had it unhooked, the underwire cups giving way to her bare breasts.

He pulled back, slowly lifting her tank top and throwing it to the side. Next, he rid her of her loose bra.

He licked his lips at the sight of her breasts moving with each breath she took. Needing to feel those soft nipples against his skin, he removed his shirt.

Negan pulled Y/N between his legs, flush against his chest. They both moaned at the contact.

Diving right in, Negan started at her clavicle, kissing his way down to taste a the pale flesh of her breast.

Y/N threw her head back, holding Negan’s head as he slowly rolled his tongue around her hardened nipple, then suckling the areola into his mouth.

With a wet suck, Negan pulled his head back, her breast falling from his mouth. He cupped it, bringing it back to flick the tip of his tongue over it again.

He could feel Y/N squeezing her thighs together, as she tried to find some sort of friction.

While paying homage to her other breast, he popped the button on her shorts and pulled down the zipper. He wasted no time dipping his fingers into her panties.

She bent forward, gripping his shoulders as his middle and index finger teased her, spreading her wetness to her clit.

“Christ, Negan!” she moaned.

Negan chuckled, looking up at her, “You are so damn wet, baby. I knew you missed me!”

“Negan,” she warned, her hips rolling in his palm.

Slowly, he pulled his fingers from her, yanking her pants down her legs.

Negan stood, unbuckling and unbuttoning his pants. They fell from his waist, pooling at his bare feet. Even in the apocalypse he went commando.

Y/N licked her lips making Negan tsk, “No way, baby,” he went to her, hoisting her up while dipping her backwards to lay her out on the carpet.

“I’m gonna bury myself so deep in that sweet pussy, that I won’t ever want to leave,”

“Promises, promises,” she moaned, feeling the head of his shaft brush over her wet, lower lips.

She gripped him, rubbing the helmet of his length through her wetness, then positioning him at her entrance.

Negan sank into her, groaning at the heat that enveloped him.

“Just like I remember,” he panted, moving in and out at a slow pace.

Y/N bit her lip, softly crying out at the friction of his happy trail, “Harder,”

He grinned, hiking her leg up higher to go deeper. Negan snapped his hips, slow and hard.

Hard enough that Y/N was being moved against the carpet.

Her breasts bounced with each deliciously hard thrust. Their skin slapped together, their sweat and fluids mixing together.

Negan could feel her nearing her orgasm, her keening cries getting louder with each pound of his hard length.

“Faster, Negan. Please,” she pleaded, cupping her breasts.

Balling his hands into fists, he planted them at her hips, pulling his torso up slightly.

The angle changed as his hips were lifted and going as fast as they could thrust.

“Yes, yes! Just like that!” Y/N called out.

“Come on baby, show me what I’ve been missing.”

Her back bowed off of the floor, her mouth open in a silent scream.

Negan pulled out just to his head and thrusted one last time, coming hard.

He collapsed slowly on top of Y/N, his head resting on her shoulder.

Their breathing was heavy, their bodies slicked with sweat.

“Fuckin’ hell, Sweetheart,” Negan laughed.

“Mmmmm,” she hummed, playing with the wet curls at the nape of his neck.

He rolled off of her once he softened, landing on his back with a groan.

Watching Y/N sit up, he hissed at the red marks on her back.

“What?” she asked, turning her head at him.

The second his fingers ran over the red marks, her back bowed at the sting.

“Rug burn, baby,” he said, wincing at the marks.

Her mouth curled into a sinister grin. Twisting her hips, she got up and straddled Negan.

He was already getting hard again. Holding him up, she sank down onto his semi-erect member, nestling him inside of her.

Holding her waist as she leaned down, she licked at his lips, “I’m not going to be the only one with rug burn,”

Negan laughed, running his hands down to her ass, where he gave a hefty squeeze.


anonymous asked:

I wonder if Tobias or the New Air will retaliate? New Air privated his twitter so no one can see it.

I followed Air before any of this BS started, an no he hasn’t retaliated. Maybe it’s because management doesn’t want him getting involved…or simple enough as being an adult and being mature? He’s a well rounded musician with a lot of experience with a great new job, perhaps he is too busy being on tour and all to care? 🐸☕ sippin’ on that Lipton

Tobias won’t because of Ghost. He’s a sitting target practically and can only sort of defend himself in how he words his interviews. Which is why so many people are quick to turn because they only get one side of the story and it hurts their butt.

I dunno, this twitter drama and the way people are reacting over it is ridiculous. Literally “world star” quality reactions. And like I’ve said, it’s trashy for Priest and it’s trashy for people to be loving it. But hey, publicity is publicity, no? If people aren’t paying attention to your song and music video you gotta get it from somewhere else.

anonymous asked:

Has Edd ever been able to say no or retaliate

Poptart: this is where it gets dark he can’t it’s just not possible due to the curse so tord can to what he wants and make edd do pretty much anything

Sunblood’s my favorite ship because Blueblood’s well aware that outside of himself Sunset’s fucking gay and instead of being insecure he just teases her playfully about her love for Twilight because he’s secure in their marriage. Sunset’s actually more embarrassed than he is about it lol except when she’s mad of course.

(He also teases her about “remember how you used to have the biggest crush on Cadence?” but she’s prepared to retaliate with “remember how you used to sleep with her but she always chose someone else over you so you settled for me?” instead of embarrassing him though he’s just like “what imbecile would SETTLE for you, you’re the only choice worth making” and she remembers ‘oh yeah I’m in love with him…’)


I feel totally accomplished right now, I just finished the 2nd chapter of Crumbling Facade!

It’s only 6.4k, and I’m gonna need to read through it a few times and touch it up and stuff before I can post it, but it’s done!

Only took me what? like 6 or 7 months to get around to writing it? lol woops sidetracked by all my other fics

But you’ll finally get to see what Draco does to Blaise in retaliation for the Imperius curse. Other than that, unfortunately, there’s a lot of scene overlap, but I’m aiming for it to be it’s own story now, rather than just filling the gaps in Restraint, so I can’t really skip all the scenes we’ve seen from Harry’s pov

Anywhoo…I dunno, I feel accomplished, so I felt like sharing =)

You know what I miss? There was a long history of a very useful tactic to derail and demoralize autocrats and fascists. It was a thing of beauty, that made them look inept and incapable, and made it impossible for them to retaliate in some functional way. It worked, it worked for a long time, and that the young have abandoned this method is just honestly distressing.

We need to bring back the Pie in the Face.

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I rly just want black ppl to remember as I said before we have always made our biggest strides when the state is against us.
We have never had the state in on our side fully even wit a black president and black folks in other positions of power and thus we must remember cant rely on the state for liberation or even validation of our rights from birth, we never have and we don’t have to.

Its a daunting realization and quite sobering but knowing that we have gotten this far always pushing back and surviving oppressive retaliation makes me hopeful.

we still have a bright future bc we are still here we are always all we’ve had and that’s gotten us here at least, that’s enough to stay determined.

the most unrealistic thing in novels is when ur protagonist has a completely coherent dream perfectly reflecting their present emotional state. meanwhile, i had a nightmare last night that donald trump was my father and i tried and failed to stop him from ushering in the nuclear apocalypse, causing him to kidnap my cat in retaliation and leaving me to rebuild society from the ground up all while trying to find and rescue the aforementioned cat.