“When everyone is always lying to you, the result is not that you believe these lies but that no one believes anything more. A people who can no longer believe anything can not form an opinion. They are deprived not only of their ability to act, but also of their ability to think and to judge. And with such a people, you can do whatever you want.” — Hannah Arendt
hey guys sorry it took so long! last week was ap testing and my phone broke this weekend and ive just been super busy but now im back and ready to get some stuff out for you guys! thank you for your patience! this one is a little less angsty than my other ones i feel, but its still pretty angsty bc im incapable of not being dramatic as hell. i hope you guys like it!
(also btw i just made up tonys siblings names based on names that i have in my family that i love bc i couldnt remember if his siblings names were ever said. hope that doesnt bother anyone!)
She knocked on the door, staring at the floor as she waited
for a sign to enter. She pulled at her tight dress. She didn’t have to wait
long. Negan swung the door wide open.
Her eyes traveled up taking in his long legs and lean form. Dark jeans. White shirt. He wasn’t wearing
his signature jacket which was a shame. He was so menacing and dominant in that
jacket. People knelt before him as he sauntered around the Sanctuary sheathed
in that black leather. Of course, she didn’t have a problem kneeling for him in
whatever he wore.
“Hannah banana! Get the fuck in here. Give your husband a
god damn kiss, doll.”
She threw her arms around his neck as she placed a soft open
kiss on his mouth. He needed no further invitation and invaded her mouth with
his tongue. She moaned softly. His right hand grabbed a fistful of her chocolate
tresses while his left grabbed a handful of ass. She nibbled his lip and gently
sucked on his tongue.
“Whoa there, hot stuff, we need to fucking talk about
something first,” he pulled her all the way in to the room and shut the door