“A Secret That’s Worth It”
Carl x Reader, Negan x Reader
Word Count: 9,670
Negan x Daughter Reader, Carl x Reader
Summary: You’re Negan’s teenage daughter and from the minute you saw Carl, he sparked your interest, leading to a relationship between you two.
Warnings: Language, fluff, angst, mentions of death, kinda smutty
A/N: Does not follow the show exactly, I had to change up some things for the sake of the story, but I tried to make it as close as possible.
He was the first person you noticed when you stepped out of that RV.
He was wearing a flannel and a cowboy hat, and even with one of his eyes covered up and it being dark out, you could see how bright blue they were. You didn’t know his name, but you certainly were attracted to him.
Your father, Negan, had told you to stay inside the RV while he went out there and talked to them. He had told you that he was going to kill one of them and that he didn’t want you to see that, so you needed to stay away.
“Y/N, I do not want to see you out there. Your ass better stay in here, alright?” Negan had warned you. You didn’t listen. You had heard him talking to their group, and you got curious. All you wanted to do was see what they looked like, nothing more. You opened the door slightly and peeked your head out, making the attractive boy turn his head and look at you. They all did, but he was the only one you noticed.
“Dear daughter, did I not tell you to stay inside?” Negan bellowed. You knew he was trying to scare the group- that was his way of being a big, bad leader. He intimidates everyone. And by the look of everyone’s face, they were definitely afraid.
1. Not sweating your ass off 24/7 and actually getting to wear jeans, boots, and sweaters.
2. Rainy nights and misty mornings.
3. Baking nonstop and also eating nonstop cause you really don't care about your summer bod anymore.
4. Because there are nothing better than lazy fall days where you can relax with a book, blanket, and cup of tea.
5. Because there is basically just one holiday after another and it's great to see your family and be in festive mode 24/7.
6. There is nothing better than candles, and crunchy leaves, and seeing red and orange everywhere you go, and listening to indie folk, and watching horror movies, and visiting coffee shops, and buying new sweaters, and OMG I LOVE FALL.
I don’t know why, but I keep picturing Draco in fluffy baby blue pajamas with cute little teddy bears on them, which Harry got him last Christmas. He wears them all the time and Harry loves the sight so much, he doesn’t really know what to do with himself? Like, Draco’s sitting on the couch, reading a book, sipping his tea, his bare feet peeking out from under the blanket, his hair all ruffled and a light stubble on his jaw. He just looks so handsome and he’s wearing these cute and ridiculous pajamas, not only because he knows it pleases Harry, but because he actually likes them himself? And Harry goes over to him, snuggles into his side and grins at him like a loon. And all Draco says is “Shut up, Potter” before grinning himself, draping an arm around Harry’s shoulders and planting a kiss on his forehead.
Today, once again heard the standard grumbling that
“someone paler than
snow” and that “even aristocrats in the 19th century
were more tanned”. In this regard, appeared
another idea, that it
would be really funny if all Heinous
hatred to Marco would be based not on the
fact that he made a revolution and
etc. but that he forced her to leave
her castle and go outside…
Just imagine —
you’re sitting quietly in your
castle in the far corner of the universe and silently doing
your favorite things: drinking tea,
reading books, watching
the rain outside the window, wrapping
up in a blanket, periodically brainwashing
princesses, and etc. And then KABOOM!
Revolution! And now you have to go out into
the world and there you need “to see
people and do things”. Brrr! XD What a
… although, I think in such
case, Heinous would have had a special sign.