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NCT | Feeling better?

Genre: smut (don’t read if you’re not comfortable)

Pairing: reader x Yuta

Word count: 3,395 (oh my)

AN: hey! I haven’t posted for like a week now omg. I’ve been quite busy and also this took me a while bc it’s my first ever smut so I was super nervous about it. Let me know what y’all think also thanks for 400 followers!

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The Killers - There is a light that never goes out (The Smiths cover)

And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine

abyssinian022  asked:

About the vld family au; in the beginning of their relationship, would Keith try to hide as much of his problems and bad feelings from Shiro? And if so, has it ever happened that Shiro found out and felt really bad for not being trusted enough while Keith motive were that he just didn't want to bother/burden Shiro with it? So then Shiro got upset and Keith did the nicest thing ever to show Shiro just how much he trusts him?

[The Voltron Pre-FamilyIt’s been almost two days that Keith was acting weird. Not necessarily a bad thing, since Keith didn’t exactly act like how normal, boring people did (pretty much part of why Shiro fell for him). Keith was weird in his normal-Keith-weird way, but this was just… not the normal weird and Shiro was getting worried.

So, obviously, he had to do something.

“Hey, babe. You okay?” he nudged Keith’s foot using his own.

They were sat on the floor of the main building’s lobby, trying to kill three hours of free period. Keith was doodling, while Shiro was reading some handouts.

“What?” Keith turned to him looking a little confused, his eyebrows almost meeting at the center. “Yeah, of course, I am.”

Shiro was having none of his boyfriend’s bullshit. He raised an eyebrow and said, “Yeah? You haven’t touched your Hello Panda biscuits for almost an hour now and you love them. Are they too kiddie for you now?”

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Promise #1

HI guys! This is my very first imagine, so I hope you like it! If you have any suggestions on improvements, msg me! x

This is a bit long, sorry!

Requests are open! I only do Teen Wolf right now, Sorry!


Originally posted by amphitritebelle

“Promise me that you’ll come home safe.” You said to your boyfriend, who was about to leave to meet up with Lydia after she texted him, saying they should meet at the library.

Scott turns around and smiles at you. “Don’t worry love, I’m a true alpha. I promise.” He kisses you on the forehead before leaving. 

You were suspicious of the text Lydia sent to him. You didn’t have to be a banshee to know something bad is about to happen. You were scared that Scott would get hurt or worse: die. Scott always knew what you were thinking. But this time, it was different. He didn’t ask about it. Sometimes I felt that he cared about his friends more than he cared about me. 

He promised he would come home safe and with that promise you were able to put all the thoughts aside. Until you got a call from Mason.

“Y/N! I need your help! I don’t know where Liam is but Hayden is dying!“ 

“Mason, calm down. I’m on my way.” You hang up and quickly grab your keys. When you arrived, Melissa and Mason were there. 

“I don’t think she can make it. You guys have to find Liam.” You nodded. 

“Scott went to the library so maybe we could ask him to find his beta?” Mason nods and the two of you head out. 

Mason was ahead of you when your car suddenly broke down. You gestured Mason to keep going. When he was gone, you called a tow truck. A tow truck arrived in ten minutes. You were left stranded after the tow truck took your car. That’s when you felt something. Something bad was happening. You felt it so you ran towards the library. 

You couldn’t believe your eyes when you got there. Scott was in the middle of the room with blood all over his face. 

“Scott?” You whispered. Tears threatened to fall.  

“Y/N. I’m sorry.” Mason said to you. You ran up to Scott’s body.

“NO! SCOTT! YOU PROMISED ME! YOU PROMISED ME YOU WOULD COME BACK SAFE AND SOUND! YOU PROMISED THAT YOU’LL NEVER LEAVE ME! PLEASE DON’T LIE TO ME! SCOTT, WAKE UP PLEASE! YOU CAN’T BE DEAD. WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO WITHOUT YOU? SCOTT PLEASE WAKE UP. I LOVE YOU! PLEASE DON’T GO…” You cried. You were so upset that you didn’t even realize Melissa was there and was trying to do CPR on him. Melissa hits him in the chest very hard and Scott wakes up and roars. He slowly sits up. The first thing he notices was you crying. He reaches out to hug you. You hug him back. 

“Don’t cry y/n, I’m right here. I promised you that I’ll come home safe. And I never break my promise. Because I love you, and I care for you, more than anything else.” He wipes your tears away while you wipe the blood on his face away. He caresses you cheek before kissing you deeply. 

“I love you, Scott Mccall.” I mumble between kisses. 

“I love you too, Y/N Y/L/N. And I promise you, that I’ll come home safe after every dangerous journey I have.” All you had to hear was that and you instantly forgot about every worry. Scott Mccall was a hero and you were deeply in love with a hero.


Originally posted by iwouldgiveyouthebite

“Promise me you’ll love her as much as you loved me.” You said to your ex-boyfriend, Stiles. He told you he wanted to ask Lydia out and he needed you approval as you were Lydia’s best friend. 

“I promise y/n, I’ll love her as much as I loved you.” He said smiling sadly, before he left your house. When the door closed, you fell to the ground. You had just lost the love of life and now you’re giving him to your best friend. The two of you broke up because you were growing apart and never had time to be alone together. You were glad nobody was home to watch you breakdown.

You cried for days when you were at home. When you got home from school, you would lock yourself in your room and cried. Your mom tried to comfort you but you pushed her away. Nobody realized that you were broken on the inside. Everyday, you walked to school with a smile on your face, greeted your teachers and classmates happily. But you were faking everything. At lunch, you sat with the pack. Scott was flirting with Kira, Liam was flirrting with Hayden, Mason was flirting with Corey and Stiles… Oh god, he was flirting with your best friend. Your friends were all happy and in love, but you weren’t. Every single day you saw the same thing, kissing, flirting. And you hated it.

A few weeks later, at a pack meeting, you witnessed Stiles kiss Lydia. It was almost a make-out. It broke your heart and you couldn’t take it anymore.

“um.. I’m sorry guys, I have to go.” You said grabbing your things and hurrying out the door. 

“Y/n wait.” You heard Scott. You didn’t listen. You just walked out. You got in your car and drove home. Once you got home, you ran straight to your room, but forgetting to lock it. You broke down. 

“Honey, are you alright?” You heard your mom ask. You shake your head.

“Awh honey, tell me what’s wrong. I’m getting worried about you.”

And you told her, everything. From the day you fell in love with Stiles Stilinski to the day you pushed him out of your life. Your mom knew how you were feeling and she gave you advice. After a long talk, your mom finally left you in peace. Your tears had dried up and sat there, staring at nothing. Your stomach growled. You headed downstairs to find some food when someone knocked at the door.

“Mom, I’ll get the door.” You yelled. When you opened the door, Stiles Stilinski was there.


“What are you doing here?” 

“Scott told me to check up on you.” 

“It could’ve been anyone, why you?”

“B-because I live the closest to you.”

“Whatever. Look Stiles, I’m okay. You can go now.” You try to close the door but Stiles stops you.

“Y/n who’s at the do- Oh Stiles! Come on in!” Your mom said. Suddenly you weren’t hungry anymore.

“See you at school then.” You told Stiles and headed up the stairs. 

“Y/n, can I talk to you?” You sighed and turned back around. 

“What?” You snapped. 

“What’s going on with you? You’ve been distant from all of us, especially Lydia, your best friend. Tell me what’s wrong.”

“There’s nothing wrong with me.” You stated.

“Y/n, I know you and this isn’t you. What happened to the real you? The one who’s always bubbly and happy? The one that enjoys her life?”

“You think I don’t enjoy my life?” You question. “Is it my fault that everyone around me is happy and in love while I’m just here watching the love of my life be happy with my best friend? Of course, I’m okay with my ex-boyfriend dating my best friend because I’m the one who pushed them together. Everyone around me is happy and I have no one. I already lost the love of my life and I’m losing my best friend too so why not just lose everyone?”

“Wait what?”

“I’m happy to see you moved on, and I’m happy my best friend has you. But it just breaks my heart to see you with her because I never stopped loving you and god, would I ever stop?” Tears threatened to fall, but you managed to stay strong. “Please just leave. If you want me to be the real me, just leave and never come back in my life again.” And then you headed back up to your room, where you locked yourself in for the rest of the night. 

The next few days, you stayed home. You declined phone calls from your friends and ignored their texts. Everyone was worried about you. But you didn’t want to see anymore lovebirds. You were tired of life, tired of living. Until one Friday night.

You were home alone as your mom had a night shift, and you were watching TV, when you heard someone knock on the door. You get up to open it and it revealed a Stiles Stilinski.

“What do you want again?” You said, annoyed. He walks in. 

“I was checking up on you. Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks for concerning.”

“Good.” There was an awkward moment of silence.”I broke the promise.” You raise you eyebrows. 


“I once promised you that I’ll love Lydia as much as I loved you. But I broke it because I kinda… broke up with her.”

“YOU DID WHAT?!” You shouted, standing up furiously. “Listen up, if you hurt my best friend, I will-” 

“Wait, I broke up with her because I couldn’t love her the same way I loved you!”


“I still love you Y/N. I always did and I always will.” Shocked at what he just said, you tumbled back, almost falling on top of the coffee table if Stiles didn’t grab your arm in time.

“Hold on.” You hurried into the washroom. As you washed your face, you looked at yourself in the mirror. You questioned yourself. Do you really love Stiles? Flashing back to all the memories you had with him, you found your answer. You ran out of the washroom. “I love you too.” You said, running up to Stiles and kissing him. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do this.” you mumbled between kisses. 

At last, you were home. You were happy. There was nothing more you wanted than to be in Stiles Stilinski’s arms everyday.


Originally posted by inveens

a/n: this ones a long one sorry!

“Promise me you’ll come back to Beacon Hills.” You said to Isaac, who was leaving with Chris Argent to France. You had a huge crush on Isaac ever since he became part of Scott’s pack. Unfortunately, he liked Allison, who had died saving her friends. You and Isaac were close like best friends.

“I’ll be back y/n, I promise.” He smiles before leaving with Chris. You stood outside the door, waving at them. You may have looked happy, but that didn’t fool your twin brother Stiles. 

“Y/n, there are plenty fish in the sea. You don’t have to go after one only.” Stiles states from behind you. You tell your brother everything. He was the first to know when you were bit by Scott. Stiles was mad when he heard it, but calmed down when you told him it was to save your life. You sighed at him.

“Go away, Stiles.” Then, you headed towards your room.Weirdly, Stiles didn’t retaliate.

It has been one year since Isaac left with Chris. The pack was facing the deadpool. Scott had a new beta, Liam, who became your best friend instantly on the day he was bitten. You still remember how it happened:

“Stiles, Y/n. You made it.”

“Like I said, I told my dad everything I could.” Stiles explained

“But you didn’t tell him about Liam?” 

“You barely told us about Liam. What did you do with him anyway?”

“He’s upstairs.” 

“Doing what?” I asked.

“Lying down.”

Scott led the two of you into his bathroom where a young boy was tied up in duck tape. Stiles reminds Scott that his plans suck and gets Liam onto a chair.

“Liam, we’re going to take the tape off your mouth. If you scream, it goes right back on. If you talk quietly, it stays off. Got it? Okay.” You said and took off the tape.

"Okay, Liam, now you’ve seen a lot of confusing things tonight. And more confusing things are going to happen because of the confusing things that happened tonight. Do you understand?” Stiles said.

“Not really.” 

“Stiles, you’re confusing him.” You told your brother.

“Good. That’s good.” 

“I don’t understand either.” Scott stated. You mentally face-palmed.  

“Maybe you should tell him.” Stiles decided, looking at me.

"Tell me what?” 

"Liam… What happened to you, what Scott did to you, which he had to do in order to save you, it’s going to change you.”  You said calmly.

"Unless it kills you. Shouldn’t have said that.”  You shoot a death glare at your brother.

"What?” Liam starts to cry.

“Liam, hon, its okay. You’re gonna be alright. You’re not gonna die.” 

“Probably not.” You send another death glare towards Stiles.

“Stop it Stiles. Guys, help me untie him.” The three of you untied him. “Liam? Are you okay?” Liam got up and grabbed the chair, swinging it at Scott. I stand in shock of what just happened.

“Liam, what the hell is your…” Liam punches Stiles in his face. I stifle a laugh before Liam grabs me and runs out the room together. We made it to the end of the hallway when Liam noticed that his ankle has healed. You giggle.

“You shouldn’t have done that. But it was fun. You are my new best friend from now on.” Stiles and Scott tumble out of the room, chasing after Liam. They all fall down the stairs. Liam manages to escape them as I follow him. Looking back, I see the boys all tangled up with each other. You laugh.


“Oh, Its y/n.” You smile.  That was how your friendship came to be.

Right now, you were all worried about the dead pool.  You and Liam were both worth $9M. You had totally forgotten about Isaac. Well, until he came back.

It was as Liam’s first lacrosse game after he transferred. You sat at the bleachers cheering for your best friend, your brother and your alpha, even though they were losing badly to Devenford Prep. You took notice in the guy Liam hated, Brett Talbot. He was cute. Your eyes wandered to another boy wearing a scarf. He looked familiar but you couldn’t recognize him. He looked towards the bleachers and made eye contact with you. He smiles and waves. Confused, you head towards him.

“Hey, do I know you?” You ask. He smiles.

“Lahey, Isaac Lahey.” Your eyes widen. “There we go, Now you remember me.”

“W-what? H-how? Why are you b-back?” You stutter at your words. He grins.

“Well, I promise someone a year ago that I would come back to Beacon Hills. Plus I was getting bored in France.”

“Hey you, Lahey! You’re back! Now go get dressed and play!” the coach suddenly yells at Isaac. 

“Wait w-what? N-No, I’m only here to watch, not to play. Coach I-I can’t!”

“Too bad Lahey! Get on the field!”

“ahh god damn it. I can’t, I just can’t. I’m not ready. It’s too much!” He says. 

“Isaac, calm down.”

“You don’t understand Y/n! I can’t, I’m not ready!”

“Shhh, Isaac, breathe. Calm down”

“I just can’t -” You grab his cheeks.

“Shhh, Isaac, everything is gonna be okay. Breathe.” The distance between you and him was small. You stared into Isaac’s eyes. Beautiful eyes but they had nervousness in it. You can smell how anxious he was. You feel your heart beat quicken.

“What if.. I embarrass myself.  What if I-” You kissed him before he even finished his sentence. Your heart was beating like a drum. When you kissed, him, you felt fireworks. Everything around the two of you stopped. It wasn’t until Coach blew his whistle at us did you guys stop.

“Lahey, get you ass out there.” He yells. Using my hearing abilities, I am able to hear Coach mumble, “Teenagers and their stupid hormonal self.” I laugh and look back towards Isaac. You blush.

“You can do it, Isaac. I believe in you.” You told him seriously, before running back to your seat, smiling like a doofus. When you sat down, you saw Stiles gesturing towards you. You sighed and went towards him. Liam and Scott came too.

“I’m disappointed y/n.” you look at your brother in confusion.

“Yea y/n, you never did that to me.” Liam pouted. You look at him in confusion. Scott laughs. 

“I think you’re confusing her.” Still confused, you turn to Liam.

“So you can have a full-on make out with that Lahey dude, but you won’t even give me a good luck kiss. I’m hurt.” Liam explains, crossing his arms. You roll your eyes and kissed Liam on the cheek.

“There. Are you happy now?” He shakes his head. You giggle and then give him a big hug. He hugs back. He starts to shower me with kisses all over your head.

“Stay away from my sister, Dunbar.” Stiles shouts, pulling us away. 

“Stilinski, Mccall, Dunbar. Get out there!” Coach shouts at the boys. You grin as you push them onto the field.

“Wait, y/n I love you.” Liam states before getting on. you blush faintly, even though you knew he meant it as a friendly way.

“I love you too loser.” you whispered. You knew he heard you when he looks at you with a smile on his face.

The game has finally ended. Beacon Hills lost. You were waiting for the boys outside the locker room when Isaac came out. 

“Hey y/n. I have a question to ask you.” You faintly smile, thinking about your kiss.

“Would you like to go out with me?” He says quickly.”Um, you don’t have to say yes. I mean, I’m fine if you rejected me. Because it’s okay if you don’t like me that way. I was just thinking ever since I left, about you. And I realized that I loved you more than a friend. I don’t know-”

“Of course, I would love to go out with you. I liked you since you became part of Scott’s pack.” You smile. One of your dreams had come true. From them on, you and Isaac started dating. You’ve never been more in love. Although, Liam was jealous of you and him as you ditched Liam for your boyfriend, he never been more happy for you. Everything changed in your eyes and nothing worried you when you were with him.

Part 2 with Liam, Theo and Brett? I already have it ready to start writing so It will come out but I just wanted all your suggestions

Imagine being Negan’s little sister. You can keep him in check every once in a while, but not always. So when word gets around about the Alexandria community coming under new authority, Negan wants to pay them a little visit and let them know who it is that’s really in charge.

Author’s Note: That gruesome head bashing of two of Rick’s group never happened. Alexandria has heard tales about ‘Negan’, but have so far escaped their notice. At least, they think they’ve escaped notice. Also, beware of swearing! It is Negan we’re dealing with, so… :)

Originally posted by promithcas

Daryl X Reader

Rise and shine, Princess! Time out is officially over.”

Jerking out of the peaceful slumber you had been in just moments before, it takes you a moment to gather your wits before blindly reaching for the plastic clock you know is sitting on your nightstand and chuck it at your bedroom door. It breaks apart on impact.

Now is that anyway to treat your favorite brother? Up and at 'em, sweet cheeks. We’re rolling out in ten.”

“You’re my only brother, jackass.” You hear Negan scoff on the other side of the door. “And you couldn’t have given me an earlier warning?!”

Move it. Now! Or you can stay put for another day. See if I care.”

Grumbling all the while, you push yourself out of bed and start dressing for a day outside the walls. After all, this whole time-out business was total bullshit and it wasn’t your fault your brother’s wives were so fuckin’ sensitive. Because seriously, who knew that putting one of his wives in their place when she got a little too mouthy would lead your brother to banning you from your normal duties around the compound.

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Clexa modern AU videoclip “There is a light that never goes out” 

“ Take me out tonight
Oh, take me anywhere, I don’t care
I don’t care, I don’t care
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven’t got one,
Oh, I haven’t got one

And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine

Oh, there is a light and it never goes out”


It’s You and Me Part 2 - Carl Grimes x Reader


It’s You and Me Part 1

Reader is in alliance with Negan. They go to Alexandria to get supplies from Rick but Reader meets Carl there. Carl finds her in her house and tries to talk to her about what happened.

Warnings: Swearing

Part 3 coming soon…

Originally posted by imultifandomstuff

It had been months since you left your life behind, your friends, your family, everything. You were different now, you weren’t Y/n, you were Negan. When the Alexandrians shut you out, he let you in. He treated you as if you were his child. You would spend your days with his wives or just doing things around the Sanctuary. You couldn’t understand why Negan had taken you in. It didn’t seem right. You assumed it was because he wanted to spite Rick but you’d told him many times that Rick didn’t give a shit about you. Negan liked you, you were a useful asset. You could fight, you weren’t afraid of the Walkers and you did as you were told, mostly. That’s why he kept you around.

“Y/n! There you are I’ve been looking for you.” Negan said to you as you chatted with his wives at dinner. You looked up at him, he had Lucille hanging by his side, he meant business.

“How can I help?” You said looking him in the eye. You had no reason to be scared of him, so you weren’t. He flashed a devious smile. 

“Just pack your rucksack and meet me by the trucks in ten minutes. We’re gonna go and have some fun for the day.” And with that he walked away, swinging Lucille as he went.

Obediently, you got up and traipsed to your room. The room was nice, Negan had gotten you everything you’d wanted, including a games console. So you were happy, it wasn’t much but it was home. Like Negan had said, ten minutes later you met him at the truck with your backpack slung over your shoulder. 

“There’s my superstar. Come on, Y/n. Hop in.” He said gesturing to the passenger seat beside him. All the trucks were manned and ready to go. Wherever you were going, you were gonna come back with a lot. 

You drove for about an hour until it dawned on you. You recognised these woods and trees, you recognised the very road you’d walked and driven along many times. You remembered the last time you walked along it, with tears in your eyes and a knife in your hand. As you turned the corner, you gasped. The truck stopped. Negan jumped out but you remained frozen in your seat. 

You were sat infront of the gates to Alexandria.

You were jolted out of your faze by Negan rapping on the window, “Come on Y/n, time to see some old friends.” You shot him a look. These people were anything but your friends. 

Following orders, you stepped out the car, as the gates rolled open.

There it was. Alexandria. Your home.

You felt the urge to cry but you cleared your throat and stood up straight, you were not going to give in to the pain you’d been so desperately trying to hold back. Negan placed a hand on your back and pushed you inside beside him.The street looked the same, the houses lining each side, the bushes along the pavement. You were taking it all in, absorbing the memories. That was when you saw them, Rick, Daryl, Michonne and Carl. They hadn’t changed much, Carl needed a haircut and Rick needed to shave. But besides that, they were the same. They were all walking towards you and Negan. You clenched your jaw tight and looked away, you didn’t want to look them in the eye. You didn’t want to feel ashamed for siding with Negan because it was their fault. They pushed you away, they pretended you didn’t exist, they stopped loving you. You didn’t need to feel regret. You brought your head back up, trying to muster an intimidating stare.

“Shall we begin?” Negan asked, nudging you.

“I don’t see why not.” You said smiling back at him, trying desperately to hide the hurt you were feeling.

He turned around to face the rest of the group, “Okay, let’s start loading stuff onto the trucks.”

The group dispersed into smaller groups, roaming around, looking for things to take. You walked quickly up the road, no one was with you. You didn’t want them to be. You kept walking briskly, not wanting to have to stop and talk to anyone. 

Then you stopped, you were outside your old house. It looked the same, you traipsed up the porch steps, and they still had the familiar creak. You reached out and grabbed the door handle, pushing the door open.

It was all the same, nothing had moved. Everything was as you left it. You walked over to the sofa, it still had your favourite blanket on it. You picked it up, remembering all the times Carl would wrap you in it and you would lie there together. You put the blanket back on the sofa neatly and went up the stairs. 

When you entered your room, you saw the clothes you had left behind, including some of Carl’s plaid shirts. He had given them to you and you would wear them all the time when you were together. You brought them closer to you, they still smelled like him.

There was a creak from the hallway and you whipped around. There he was, Carl. His face was expressionless but his eyes were sad as they looked you up and down.


Hi? You hadn’t seen him in months and you decided to open with ‘Hi’. What the hell was wrong with you?


That was his response, like yours, it wasn’t a great conversation starter.

“Er, so how are things?” You asked staring at the floor, unable to look him in the eye. 

“Seriously, Y/n? It’s been months and you’re just gonna drop back in and pretend you give a shit? Cut the crap.” He said, his voice angry and emotional. 

“Excuse me?” You lifted your head to look at him now, “pretend I give a shit? You’re the one that pushed me away, Carl.” The awkwardness was gone and it was replaced by anger, “If you had given a shit I wouldn’t have fucking left! So don’t you dare try and pin this on me.” You responded, stepping closer to him. Your cheeks flushed red with anger. “This is your fault, Carl! You were the one that ignored me for weeks, pretending I didn’t exist and pushing me further and further away!”

“You’re being ridiculous, Y/n.” his gaze was fixed on yours, “You know, Enid and I-“

“Unbelievable!” You cut him off, “You can’t even go three sentences without dropping her in! If she hadn’t of turned up none of this would have happened. She’s the source to this problem. If she hadn’t of come-” You looked at the floor, “You wouldn’t have stopped loving me to start loving her.” The last sentence came out shakily. You couldn’t tell if you wanted to scream or cry, or both.

“Why did you leave though, Y/n? You should have talked to me.” He responded, you could feel the hurt in his voice and as you looked up, you saw it in his eye.

“I tried Carl.” Your voice broke as a tear slipped out, “I tried, but you just pushed me away and ignored me.” You turned your back, you didn’t want to look at him anymore.

“I…I don’t know what to say, Y/n.” He stuttered.

“Good. Then don’t say anything at all.” You said, pushing past him out the door and down the stairs. You had to get out of the house, you couldn’t take the hurt anymore. All the memories of when you were happy; before the world went to shit. For the second time.

When you pushed open the door, there was a small crowd of people. Rick and Negan were at the centre of it.

“Everything okay here?” Negan asked, looking at you. You nodded and proceeded to walk towards the trucks. You could hear Negan in the background talking to Rick about their trading arrangements. You were about to get into the truck when someone grabbed your arm. You turned around, it was Carl. You shook him off and opened the passenger door.

“Y/n please. Look I know I was a dick to you but… but I don’t know.” He sighed, “I took you for granted. You were the best thing that ever happened to me in this heaping mess of a world and… and I don’t know why I ruined that. In the months that you were gone, I felt the same that I did after my Mum died. Like something was missing, something precious, something valuable and something I needed back in my life.” He looked at the floor, “It’s too late for her.” He looked up at you, “But it’s not too late for you, Y/n. Please. Give me another chance, I need you.”

You didn’t know how to respond. You realised now that you needed him more than anything but the past wasn’t behind you yet. He grabbed your hand and this time you didn’t shake him off. You looked into each other’s eyes.

“Well?” You questioned, “What the hell am I supposed to do now?”

“Come home. Stay here in Alexandria.” He stepped closer, “stay here, with me.”

You wanted to. God you wanted to. But how? You were with Negan now and you couldn’t just break it off. Negan wouldn’t allow that, you were his property. He wouldn’t just give you back to them and Carl knew that.

Your thoughts were cut off when Carl brought his hand up to your jaw and his lips came onto yours. The old feelings came rushing back, Carl was right. You needed to stay here with him. 

You pulled away, “What about Enid?” 

You didn’t want to ruin the moment but you had to know. “I don’t want to come back if it’s just gonna be a repeat of last time.” You looked into his eyes.

“She’s gone, Y/n. She left me. She said she didn’t belong here and that…” He sighed deeply, “that she knew I was still in love with you.” His eyes locked with yours, you couldn’t tell if he was sad or relieved. You put your hand on his face, pulling him closer towards you. Your lips connected again, this time more passionately. You missed each other and it was showing. Carl grabbed your hips and pulled you closer, putting his head on yours. You were back, the two of you, in your own little world. You wanted to believe that nothing had changed, but it had.

“What about Negan?” You whispered.

I think I liked you better when you didn’t have a knife in your hand, Peaches... Chapter 19

Originally posted by wickednerdery

When Blake finds herself sold out to the Saviours by her abusive fiancé, she realises that she’s certainly not on her own anymore and finds an unlikely friend in Negan. And Negan does NOT like men who beat their girlfriends, one tiny bit….

Chapter 19

The journey back to the Sanctuary had been uneventful at best.

Simon, as promised, had arrived at their truck in less than ten minutes, receiving a hearty pat on the back from Negan, who had promptly hopped up into the front of the truck with his right-hand man.

Blake had sat in the back with the rest of the Saviours in the dark, listening to the rain which had started up again, harder than that before.

It was coming down in droves by the time they reached Alexandria an hour later.

Blake had gotten to her feet after the truck had pulled up, safe inside the gates, before following the other men, including Dwight and the woman Negan had called Arat, out of the back of the vehicle.

But she had barely made it a step or two out, wincing against the ever-falling rain, when she had felt a sudden figure at her shoulder. And she almost rolled her eyes, pre-predicting who it was.

It was of course the looming figure of Negan, Lucille in his hand, who placed at arm over her shoulders , a grin across his lips.

“Allow me to escort you back up to your room, Doll-face,” he uttered into her ear in a charming voice, causing Blake to frown up at him and shrug his arm from her body.

Ok, she might have used him to keep warm for few minutes, but she certainly wasn’t going to make this a regular thing.

She strutted away from him in her damp clothes, feeling his dark eyes on her, but kept walking until she reached the inside, stepping eagerly out of the rain.

She raised an eyebrow at Negan as he followed behind, smiling easily as he approached.

“I mean, I’m flattered,” she uttered in a mocking voice, stopping in her tracks in the shelter of the building, as the rest of Negan’s men all filed past her, disappearing off in the direction of the canteen. “But I’m sure I can find my own way.”

But Negan just smirked, slowly coming to stand before her, gazing down into her face, raindrops running down his leather-clad shoulders.

They were on their own now in this quiet corridor. And that only caused to make Blake’s heart pound that little bit faster.

“Oh, this ain’t flattery, Doll,” he said, his tongue poking through his straight white teeth. “And I aint fuckin’ askin’ either.”

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