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xpao-bearx · 3 years

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SUMMARY: [Supernatural TWD AU] In which Negan is a kinky incubus, Rick Grimes is your secret guardian angel, and Daryl Dixon is a gruff monster/demon hunter. Three drastically different men who can only agree on one thing: making you theirs.

PAIRINGS: Reader x Negan, Reader x Rick Grimes, Reader x Daryl Dixon (Polyamorous Ships)

RATING: Mature/18+/Romance & Smut. Please be prepared and do NOT report.

NOTE: This is actually my first time ever writing an xReader story series as well as writing on Tumblr (I usually only write on Wattpad). As such, it probs won't be perfect though I would SERIOUSLY appreciate your *respectful* feedback and support!

I understand writing xReader content can get a lil tricky, so please just keep in mind that not everything Y/N says or does would be something that you'd do IRL or even approve of. Also, sometimes I may not help but put a teeny bit of myself in Y/N...

Lastly, I recently got back into the TWD fandom after a looong ass time and I'm taking a while re-watching the whole show. So I apologize in advance if my portrayal of any of the characters are rusty or I may not remember too much of the events from the show, but I promise to do my very best and hope y'all enjoy~!! \(^o^)/

DEDICATED TO: The wonderful @blccdyknuckles and @negans-attagirl 💖

"Heavenly Sins"

Part 1

The sounds of laughter and easygoing chatter filled your ears as you walked closer to the church, a light breeze blowing through your F/C floral dress and the sun blinding your eyes. It was Sunday, most residents of the small town of Alexandria having gathered for mass.

It was a day like any other; peaceful and happy, children giggling and chasing each other around as their parents socialized outside before church could start.

Your heels clacking rhythmically on the pavement, you were just about to enter the building before a familiar voice called out.

"Y/N!"

Spinning, a huge smile instantly reached your ears as you saw none other than Carl Grimes waving enthusiastically at you as he jumped out of a car. From the driver's seat, his father soon followed as he stepped out.

Rick Grimes--dedicated sheriff of this fine town. His usual uniform forgone, instead replaced with a casual navy coloured suit. His baby blues met your E/C, flashing you a bright smile of his own that rivalled the sun itself.

Carl was running towards you now, and once in front he gave you a big hug.

"Settle down, cowboy! It's as if you haven't seen me in forever." You chuckled, ruffling Carl's hair affectionately.

"That's 'cause it did feel like forever." Carl pouted, eventually letting go as he looked up at you.

Before you can reply, Rick patted Carl's head and greeted you. "Hey, Y/N. How are things?" He asked in that endearing Southern accent of his.

"Just fine." You nodded, grinning before you couldn't help but let your gaze wander around a bit. "No Judith?"

It was then that Rick's smile faltered, but just barely. You nearly didn't catch it. "No. She's with her mom."

Rick was divorced from his ex-wife, Lori, after he discovered her cheating on him with his also now ex-bestfriend Shane Walsh. After the divorce, Shane and Lori quickly moved to the neighbouring community of Woodbury together and agreed on joint custody of the kids.

It really made your blood boil; you've interacted with Lori only a few times before so you didn't really have much of an opinion on her...that is, until, you learned what had happened between her and Rick. You knew it wasn't any of your business, but you cared about Rick a lot and he sure as hell didn't deserve to get cheated on.

"Oh." Was all you could say, quite stupidly. Your cheeks reddened, mentally slapping yourself before clearing your throat. "Will I see her in the daycare tomorrow, though?" You were a daycare teacher and even though you loved all of the kids, Judith was your favourite. She was simply such a sweetheart.

Rick nodded, his smile softening. "You got it."

You couldn't continue the conversation as the bells rang, making you jump out of your skin. Carl, noticing this, laughed which made you playfully roll your eyes before slinging an arm around him as all of you went inside.

♡♡♡

You took your place near the back of the church with Carl and Rick. Once everyone was settled and done singing, the service began and Father Gabriel stood on top of the podium. A few minutes into his sermon, the interruption of a motorcycle revving loudly outside sliced through the air. Gabriel flinched in surprise, and it was obvious he was desperately trying to keep his cool. Finally, when it was silent again, you found yourself biting back a smile knowing all too well who had caused the ruckus.

It seems Rick knew, too, judging from how his jaw clenched and his hands turned into tight fists.

The doors were thrown open, making Gabriel flinch once more and some of the congregation turning in the pews to look. But poor Gabriel quickly fumbled with his Bible, raising his voice just a tad to regain their attention.

There was a low whistle accompanying the approaching footsteps, but the congregation did their damn hardest to ignore the latest visitor.

"Damn... I assumed the church would be a lot more welcoming than this." A husky voice whispered, and you at last couldn't hold back as a smile broke through.

"Negan." You whispered back, turning slightly in your seat to see he has taken the spot behind you. His leather clad arms lackadaisically resting on your chair, the musky scent of his cologne invading your senses oh so wonderfully. "Fancy seeing you here."

"What? Is it really that surprising, darlin'?" He grinned, presenting a row of perfectly straight white teeth. "I go to church."

"Not all the time." You pointed out.

"Ah..." He chuckled softly, hazel eyes twinkling. "That's 'cause Father Creepy McGee over there is just that. Creepy. As. Shit."

You bit the inside of your cheeks, suppressing your laughter. True, Gabriel did have his moments, but he wasn't that bad. That didn't change the fact that Negan knew exactly how to tickle your funny bone, though.

He was new to Alexandria. It was a lovely town, but since it was relatively small not a lot of people want to move here not unless it was families looking for their children to grow up in a safe environment. Which was why it was quite a shock to find out that a single man like Negan chose this destination, and even more so when he took everyone aback with his infamous pottymouth and rather inappropriate charisma.

He had moved just a couple of houses down from yours, and you made it your mission to befriend him. Right from the get-go, he had piqued your interest and curiousity. He was different from everyone else--even possessing an air of mystery about him--and that definitely intrigued you. And also, perhaps you were just too nice and didn't want him to feel outcasted. Although, that didn't seem like an issue to him at all.

"Want one?" You were brought back to reality when you saw Negan's hand outstretched with a pack of cigarettes.

"Dude, we're in church." You reprimanded, frowning.

Negan didn't say anything, only cocking a brow and still with that same shit-eating grin. You sighed, finally giving in as you swiftly grabbed one and stashed it away in your purse for later.

"Y/N." You turned to the left, Rick's icy gaze piercing you. "Pay attention."

"R-Right. Sorry..." You mumbled sheepishly.

Carl, who was sitting in the middle of you and Rick, had dozed off. Rick nudged him, but the brunette only groaned softly and snuggled into Rick's chest. Defeated, the sheriff sighed and was just about to listen again to Gabriel before Negan cut in.

"Rick!" Negan purposely raised his voice, knowing it would get a rise out of the other man. "Didn't even see ya there. Howdy, cowboy!"

Rick grimaced, and it looked like he was just going to ignore Negan though he knew that if he did that then Negan would just irritate him even further. "Good to see you, Negan." He forced himself to say.

"Only you can say that while giving me such a deadly side eye, Grimes." Negan snickered. "How have you been? How's the wife?"

Rick flushed, his fists in a tight ball again and it looked like his nails would be digging into his skin. You abruptly swung into action, placing a hand on Rick's own.

"Rick..." You said gently. "It's okay. Calm down."

Rick did, his shoulders drooping as if a heavy weight had been lifted. He can barely pay any attention to Gabriel now, then you suddenly stood up and grabbed Negan's arm.

"We need to talk. Now."

"What, we going for a quickie?" Negan smirked, but that soon faded when he saw your serious expression. He sighed dramatically, reaching his full height as he towered over you before following you out.

At this point, you didn't care if people saw what transpired or would even start gossiping. No one, not even Negan, was allowed to harass Rick. He has helped you through so much shit--more than you'd like to admit--and you at least owed him this much.

Once outside, next to where Negan parked his motorcycle, you exploded. "What the fuck is with you?! You leave Rick alone, or I swear to fucking Christ I will--"

"Woah, woah, woah! Hold your horses, missy!" Negan guffawed, his hands up in mock surrender. "I mean, I like 'em feisty, but goddamn! Watch your fucking language."

"Tch. You're one to talk."

"Did you just scoff at me?" He raised his brows, putting his hands in his pockets as he slowly drew closer to you. A devilish grin tugged at the corners of his mouth, tilting his head slightly. "No one's ever fucking scoffed at me and didn't regret it soon after."

You frowned, letting out a huff as you met his gaze challengingly. "As if you'd do anything to me."

He was silent for several moments before chuckling, leaning back against his motorcycle. "You're right. I have too much of a soft spot for ya." He pulled out a cigarette, lighting it then taking a drag. He drew his head upwards, puffing out the smoke. "Whaddya say we just forgive and forget? I truly am sorry. You can even tell Rick that I am metaphorically down on my goddamn knees begging for forgiveness~"

"I'm not forgiving or forgetting anything until you actually face Rick and apologize yourself." You muttered. And without another word, you spun on your heel and strutted back inside the church with your head held high.

Negan's intent stare lingered where your ass had just been, taking another long drag and letting out a small laugh to himself.

His eyes suddenly glowed a crimson red, a smirk playing on his lips.

Oh, he really did pick a GREAT one.

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shaykeijser · 7 years

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some 5sos imagine?

a/n: okay so hear me out: late last night i was thinking "dude i should get back into writing. i'm feeling 5sos." so i found a random spiral in my room and just started writing a long ass intro to an imagine and then i had an idea. what if i did the first part to this imagine that i wrote, but didn't say who it was about? "okay hold up what do you mean? do you just write a whole love story and never say who the hell it's about?" but the part i wrote was written where it's okay that i didn't say who, it was general enough that you didn't have to know which boy i was talking about. and if i made a part two of this, i would say what boy. i was thinking of waiting for a couple of people to just say who they want the guy to be (calum, ashton, michael or luke. if a couple of days go by and no one says anything, i'm just going to make it be about the guy i had in mind when i started it and before i chose to do this). so it would be greatly appreciated if y'all read this and then jump over to my ask box and say who you want this to be about. i will choose whoever the majority is why am i writing like people are even going to do that lmao . enjoy friends :) something has always drawn me to the broken people who are in need of fixing. my first relationship was with a guy who was fresh out of another one, and he didn't know that he was still in love. he thought he could push through being heartbrokem and start another relationship like his heart was ready to love. it wasn't. i had a major crush on another guy in my last year of highschool. i ended up going on a few casual dates with him. we went to a party together and he somehow had already managed to pick fights with me. his parents had been fighting non-stop and he had been holding back all of his emotions and anger. he let it out on once, pushing me forcefully against a wall. when i got away from the drunk, broken boy, he pushed me back down to the ground. i knew better than to pursue a relationship with him, but we did hang out and talk at parties sometimes. once i tried to leave when he had tried to kiss me but he grabbed my wrists so tight that he left bruises. my first and only love cheated on me. i didn't know when i was with him but he done it so many times during his past relationship. to all of them. in a sick way he felt loved when he got to see his lovers heartbroken because of him. after finally telling myself that being in a relationship just wasn't for me, that i never ended up with the right guys, or ones that are good for me, i enjoyed the single life. no shits were ever given about getting too drunk and having to worry if i was going to do something bad with the wrong person. no awkward first dates or confusing one sided labels. it was exactly what i wanted - a guarentee of no heartbreaks. on top of that, there was no one that i was interested in or anyone that was interested in me. no desire or chasing from either side. then semester 2 of college came around. there was the most attractive person i had ever seen in my life. he was in my english class and while for two weeks i didn't know his name, i still couldn't stop thinking about him. attractive is the best umbrella term that anyone could use to describe him. he was adorable when he looked so serious for about forty-seven seconds, but then dramatically sighed when he realized that he just couldn't finish the homework he had waited until the last minute to do. he was gorgeous when his eyes wandered around the class room during boring lectures. when he closed his eyes and took gentle breaths as if to steady himself. he was also hot, clenching his jaw and biting his lip when he was trying to stop himself from saying something worked so well for him. he was cute when dramatically sighed into his chair and did an over animated relieved face when he realized that the professor was going to be later than he was. but it's not like i was only fascinated in him because of his looks - without knowing him well i could tell he had an amazing personality. his laughter filled the room before class, but respectful to the professor when he was teaching. he held the door open for the whole class, lent the girl infront of him a pencil every single day when she asked him. he was a nice and overall happ guy who's smile made him seem like such an easy person to fall in love with. despite him always being on my mind, wondering what he was doing all the time, gushing about him to all my friends back home, in fear that if i told one of my dorm mates they would try and set me up, i still couldn't imagine dating being on my radar. aftr packing up my stuff one day, i ran into him as i walked out. "i'm so sorry, my head was in the clouds for a bit." he said with a gentle laugh. i forced myself not to think about how his eyes are so easy to melt into. i forced myself to come back into the real world. "it's okay." he smiled at my response, making me 100% sure that it was in fact perfectly fine. "that's always good to hear" he started, looking down as if he was trying muster something up "what's your name? i know we've been in class together for what feels like a while now but i guess i just needed to find the courage to finally get to asking you." courage was what he was trying to muster up. he did. he had done something i had forced myself to not consider doing, it still brought a huge grin on to my face. "y/n. and you are?" lmao for real though, that was way too long and was so useless and could have been done in like 3 paragraphs??? i'm sorry that that's my "debut" after not being on here and not writing for who knows how long , not like anyone noticed oops . that was my attempt at trying to do what i explained up there? so please send in a message of who part 2 (if you want part 2) should be about. i might even end up desperately messaging people who added any note to this and asking them who i should make the next part be about. b/c if only 2-5 people vote and say who then that would be pretty lame and make the voting so unneccasary. i keep on writing long authors note i'm sorry doods. but send in requests for imagines or preference for tmr or 5sos, i do other fandoms but those are the ones i primarily write. also shoutout to htmlqueens here on tumblr bc i had open there blog on the "basics" page the whole time when i was adding in every break or italic thing. (i was really random bout some of that i'm sorry again). p.s. i don't have a masterlist but if you look under #inspiredbynewt i'm trying to put all of my stuff under there so that should work? if i do part 2 of this i'll link this to it as well. okie bye :)

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auburnfamilynews · 7 years

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Sorry, Mercer, but you aren’t the focus here.

I was there last week. I sat up in Memorial Stadium, way up in the top corner, with my fellow Auburn students, groaning with every sack. It was the worst offensive game I have ever watched sans Georgia Southern in Week 1, and I've been to all of the Auburn-UGA games recently.

So now what? Do we pack it up and call it a season? Is it time to ring the "Fire Gus" bell?

I don't think so.

Maybe I'm the eternal optimist, but I just don't see this being the end. Am I a little skeptical of the offensive play-calling? Sure. But y'all, there's so much talent here. Somehow I just don't believe this coaching staff, which turned a DB into an elite college quarterback and fixed a similarly desperate offense in 2016 (until Sean went down), can't make something out of this. And when you have a defense looking like what the Auburn defense has since the beginning of last season, "something" on offense is all you need.

This week is Homecoming in Auburn, and we have invited Mercer to Jordan-Hare Stadium as the offense tries to find a direction. Mercer isn't a particularly good team even for FCS standards (they didn't even start playing until 2013), so I don't really want to waste your time with previewing them. Besides, this week is about finding ourselves... as a team, and as a fan base.

Here's what I want to see on Saturday...

Quarterbacks

I think I speak for everyone when I say I want Stidham to settle down a little bit. He was extremely quick to leave the pocket last week, and sometimes he still had plenty of time before the rush got there. Stidham should play *at least* into the fourth quarter, if not longer, because if the knock is that he's still not comfortable, I want him getting as many reps as possible. It's Mercer, so we may not throw it a ton, but he should still have 25 passing attempts or so.

Goal: Get comfortable.

Running Backs

This is more about what I don't want to see. There is no reason Pettway and Kerryon should play hurt this week, so get Kam Martin and Malik Miller 15-20 rushes a piece. Show some creativity and don't run up the middle every play, even if it works against Mercer. And for the love of God, no tosses to Chandler Cox.

Goal: Get it to the young guys.

Wide Receivers

It's been hard to evaluate the wideouts so far. We didn't throw much against GS, and between the sacks and limited playcalling last week, there just haven't been many balls to catch. That being said, it was unbelievably frustrating last week watching Stidham scramble for his life while all of the receivers were 20+ yards downfield and covered. Break your route and come back to your quarterback! That being said, against these Mercer corners, just get open. We'll worry about catching and running later.

Goal: GET OPEN.

Offensive Line

I'm never fond of booing your own team, especially in college, but if Jarrett gets pressured and lit up like he has the last two weeks, there's not going to be anything I can do to stop the boos.

Goal: Keep the pocket clean, especially on the edges.

Defensive Line

Do exactly what you've been doing. It’s beautiful. And terrifying.

Goal: Keep it up.

Linebackers

Similar to the running backs, just keep the main guys healthy and off the field. Tre Williams and Deshaun Davis both went down with injuries at points last week, and they will be needed in two weeks at Missouri. Plus, there’s some other newer guys I’ve been wanting to see. Let them shine against Saturday!

Goal: No injuries.

Secondary

They’ve been awesome helping out against the run, but they haven’t really been tested through the air yet. This is a talented group that only got beat by a few perfect throws from Kelly Bryant, but hey, that happens when you’re on the field all night. Just like the rest of the defense, they have absolutely nothing to prove Saturday. I’d like to see them play super aggressive and maybe pick one or two balls off against Mercer, mainly because I think the crowd may be a bit deflated and could use some big plays to get everyone into the game.

Goal: Make some big plays, get crowd involved.

Special Teams

I don’t want to see Daniel Carlson or Ian Shannon on the field this week except for kickoffs. The offense needs all the reps it can get, so if it’s faced with 4th and short/mid in Mercer territory, go for it. And heaven forbid we have any 3 and outs in our own territory, especially early.

That leaves the returners. In contrast to the secondary, I just want them to catch the ball safely. No need for big plays here.

Goal: Be invisible.

So I think that covers all of the position groups. But, let’s be honest. This week, it’s not just the players who need to work on things.

Coaches

As we’ve already discussed, the defense has earned some R&R this week. So (obviously) this is more directed at the offensive staff. As so many of us have bemoaned when the offense is struggling, the play-calling may as well be written on the video board for all of Lee County to see. What’s that, a sugar huddle? Bet it’s a strong side run. Third and long? Streaks. Did Stidham just hand the ball off? Yeah, it’s going up the middle for a yard. I really don’t have high expectations here, I just want to be wrong a few times once I see the alignment. If some dumb college student who only played football when he was 7 years old knows what’s happening (it me), you’re too predictable.

Goal: Just surprise me.

Fan Base

This one’s important. The last week has grated on me more than almost any other in my Auburn fandom. The talk about Stidham being another false quarterback savior from Gus, about the need to just fire Gus now and be done with him, about how much of a joke the entire offense is... I’m over it. I get that we’re frustrated. We were SO. DAMN. CLOSE. to knocking off the #3 team in the country, so close that anything except for the VERY WORST Malzahn offense would have gotten a win.

But calling for their heads won’t bring anything positive right now. In fact, I really think this team needs to feel some support. They fought until the last snap last week, and if they come back to Jordan-Hare to a crowd that’s uninterested, bored, and just generally detached from the game, I really do think it could have negative consequences for the rest of the season.

So, this Homecoming weekend, bring your A-game to Jordan Hare. If you’re in the student section, get LOUD. Stay the whole game. Believe me, there’s still plenty of partying to be had after a game that ends at 6:30. Cheer on the boys in blue like it’s the Iron Bowl, and we can help set the stage for a season for the ages. I was a freshman in 2013, and I saw miracles performed from a team that never had a chance. Now, in my fifth and final year as a student, I want to see it again.

War Damn, y’all.

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