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yourlastbraincell-kiwi · 3 months

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A/N: Had this one in the drafts for a while, so I finished it. I hope it’s good. And I hope there’s no typos and grammar mistakes. But I’ll talk soon! ❤️

(This one has no title as of right yet)

Pairing: Carl x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: Imagine it being (Y/N) who got captured by the Saviors instead of Daryl, and Carl tries not to let them take her.

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“But first we have something- oh, my apologies. Someone that you might want to see,” Negan motions for his men to take someone from out of the truck and pushed them forward, so they were standing unbearably close to him. Before pointing Lucille in my direction. “Avert your eyes if you need to, kid. She is in baaad shape.” He chuckles, removing the bag off her head.

(Y/N)..

I turn my head and eye my Dad, begging him with my eyes to do something, anything. He doesn’t meet my eyes, and continues to stare at Negan. Turning my head to look at (Y/N), as she looked around, like she’s seeing everything for the first time again. She looks up and meets my eyes, then immediately looks down at the ground.

She probably didn’t want me to see her cry, that’s something she’d always hide from me. She had told me everything bout, how she wounded up in Alexandria, and what happened to her group.

She even answered the three questions, my Dad usually asked people that wanted to join us.

But her crying? Was never something she’d admit to anyone, that included me. She always wanted to show everyone how badass and brave she was. I told her countless times that crying is showing bravery too.

Her crying now, truly did mean that these assholes did, in fact, bring her to the edge. And I, so desperately, wanted to kill Negan and the Saviors for that.

“(Y/N), here..oh, may I call you that?” He asked me, and I just chose not to say anything, and it didn’t stop Negan, from smiling wide. “(Y/N), here has a chance to come back and join the fine folks of Alexandria, if she so wishes.”

What game are you playing at, Negan?

“All she has to do is say, ‘yes.’” He finished turning to look at her, but she still didn’t meet anyone’s eyes.

Say, ‘yes.’ Please say ‘yes.’

I hoped and prayed she would say that one word, that would let go of there hold on her, but nothing happened. Nothing was said by her. And Negan smiled wide, as if it could get any wider, draping hand around her shoulders.

“Looks like (Y/N) here, is enjoying my company and doesn’t want to leave, ain’t that a shame?” He ended, with a deep chuckle.

“Isn’t that right, (Y/N)?” Negan asked, and (Y/N) did nothing but stare at the gravel on the ground. And Negan began to get mad with (Y/N) not saying anything, so he crouched down next to her and got close to her ear.

“Isn’t. That. Right?” She didn’t say anything else, and Negan stood up straight, with a quickness, and told some of the Saviors to take her away after putting the bag back on her head.

“Don’t you touch her! You fucker!” I exclaimed, if no one else was going to help her, I will. And nothing was going to stop me.

“Would you look at that? Those are big words, for a little boy like yourself.” Negan said, as he stopped his men from moving (Y/N).

“Why don’t you stand up? And tell it to me again. Y’know face-to-face? Man-to-man.” Negan said. “You are a man, aren’t ya?”

“Carl don’t-”

“No, no, Rick. I got this, it’s alright. We’re just going to have a little discussion, that’s all.”

I stand up not listening to my dad, and stood right in front of Negan, staring at him, dead in his eyes. “Now, what was it you said? You called me a fucker?”

I said nothing to him, and just breathed heavily. I was not playing any of his games.

“Oh, so we’re playing the silent game now? Alright, I’ll bite.” I watched him as he turned around then turned back and hit me in the stomach with the other end of Lucille. I fell to the ground on my hands and knees, coughing profusely.

“I take it you’re not very good at this game.” He says and hits my back with the end of the bat, and I fell flat on my stomach. I look up to see (Y/N) wincing and turning away not wanting to see what Negan was doing.

He gets down on my level and whispers to me. “This. This right here, is a warning. You ever think you can step up to me again? I can promise you Lucille and I will not go easy on you. You will learn your place, that being the bottom of my shoe like the little piece of fucking shit that you are.”

I lift my head up and huff as I met his eyes, “Now get back in line, like obedient little boy that you are.” He said, as he spat on my face.

“Now, that’s taken care of, where were we- oh, right! Put her ass back in the truck.” Negan started. “Now Rick, I need those supplies, in 2 days time. Now, taa motherfucking taa.” Negan began to laugh as they took (Y/N) away, and I couldn’t do anything about it.

“Carl, what the hell was that about? You could’ve gotten yourself killed.” My dad exclaimed.

“And you guys didn’t do shit, to help her! Are you kidding me?”

“You got a death wish or some’m?” Daryl asked me grabbing my shoulder.

“I did it to save her life, and you guys sat there, none of you were probably thinking about saving her.”

“Now, you know that’s not true.” Michonne said.

“Oh yeah? Then maybe try and save her then maybe we’ll see where your priorities lie.” I replied and walked off away from everyone.

I was done, I was going to find a way to say her, with or without their help.

#carl grimes #carl x reader #carl grimes x reader #wattpad #x reader #fluff #twd negan

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bbsxsaa · 1 month

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ANIMAL FARM | TWD FANFIC

18+ (Synopsis)

Years after Rick's disappearance, his eldest daughter, Mia, decides to take matters into her own hands and begin searching for him again. Which leads her to being kidnapped and placed in a post-apocalypse trafficking ring based at an abandoned all-girls boarding school.

Faced with a plethora of complications, Mia will fight against time to escape - with a few friends along the way - or die trying to.

18+ (Prologue)

" Do you think I'm stupid Miss Grimes?"

Mia looked up from the steaming plate of food sat in front of her, a blank expression shared with the woman across the table. " You don't wanna know what I think of you."

Teressa simpered at the insolent remark. " What I am offering you is a place to live, a structurally safe community."

Disbelief washed over Mia's face, utterly shocked and repulsed by words spoken so confidently, so assuringly. " This isn't a community. This place is a prison, a fucking animal farm."

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AN🤍 hey guys im rewriting my walking dead fanfic and im updating the first chapter Sunday, so far I only have the cast and summary posted on Wattpad. Feel free to check it out if interested (:

18+ ⚠️ (Disclaimer) ⚠️

THIS STORY CONTAINS MENTION OF TRAFFICKING, DEATH, SUICIDE, SUICIDAL ATTEMPTS, TRAUMA, GORE, TORTURE, MENTAL ABUSE, PHYSICAL ABUSE, MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES, ASSUALT, STARVATION AND CAPTIVITY.

read at on discretion.

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storywriter12 · 26 days

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This is also on wattpad

How would they ask you out

Rick grimes: He would just knock on your door one morning bright and early as the door opened he saw you in a towel he would blush but greet you a good morning, you smile at him asking why is he here you let him in and he would talk to you about how he felt about you, you was shocked at first but knew he did like you so he asked you out and you said yes

“let me get dressed and we can go for breakfast “ you said and he nodding smiling

Daryl dixon:he's not good with words so he spoke to Rick asking him how to ask you out, he walked to your house and knocked on the door you opened the door, greeting him with a smile

(daryl) um hi you wanna go hunting with me?

(you) oh yeah sure for everyone else? What does everyone want fish? Deer? I asked he just started at me

(Daryl) DINNER WITH ME!!!! I shouted….. Would you like to have dinner with me?

(you) I smiled I would love to

Negan:he went to Alexanderia this morning being let in who ever was on watch he walked to your house he knocked in the door and when you opened it he smiled down at you giving you a smaller than him you smiled back greeting him a good morning he said morning to you and the realised that you were half dressed he smiled even more licking his bottom lip

(you) negan what do you want? im kinda getting dressed

(Negan) oh don't let me stop you I said licking my lips she blushed shaking her head, I was just going to ask if you wanted to have breakfast with me and spend the day together

(you) sure I've not nothing better to do let me get dressed first you wanna come in, “I ment as a date”what?

(negan) Do you wanna go on a date with me?

(you) I smiled OK sure! “EVERYONE I'VE GOT A DATE!!! “ he shouted shhh negan everyones still in bed just get inside “mmm to the bedroom? “NO TO THE KITCHEN!!!

Simon:you were around the sanctuary it was your kinda day off when you bumped into Simon who looked tired he greeted you with a faint smile you smiled back you grabbed him by his hand and walked him to your room he must of been tired he just went with you no questions asked you opened the door and told him to take his boots off and sit on your bed he did so, you climbed behind him massaging his shoulders he groans

(Simon) mm your hands feels nice she giggled by the way I like that dress you have on I smiled

(you) I bit my lip. My dress was flowy and red. It did bring out my figure. It was a sunny day today, after I got all the knots out of his shoulders and back he lay down on my bed smiling up at me “want ice cream? “he asked I smiled nodding he shot up

(Simon) allow me I stuck my arm out for her and she laughed but took it I walked her out into the long halls to the lady who makes the ice cream I got two scoops and gave her a bowl she took it. Taking a bite licking her lips after,

(you) thank you Simon he smiled at me and kissed me on the cheek I blushed “do you wanna have dinner with me tomorrow night? “ my eyes shot up you mean like a…. Date?

(Simon) I smiled and nodded yes a date wear that dress I winked at her and she smiled, after ice cream I went to negan's room walking in “SIMON! “ GUESS WHO'S GOT A DATE!!!

Glenn:he came back from a supply run covered in blood which wasn't his thankfully but when you saw all the blood over him your heart dropped he went to go and clean up and you bought him clean. Clothes he was stood in front of you with no top on and you just ran up to him and hugged him which didn't shock him at all he was used of you two hugging at random moments or when one of you was sad, or hurt

(glenn) I'm OK it's. Not my blood

You) I pulled away I don't care I thought you were hurt, you looked at him with sad eyes he huffs don't go out for a while OK? Please I'll tell rick that I will go instead of you he shook his head

(glenn) I can't let you do that you have your job this is mine anyway I don't want you to get hurt

(you) I don't want you to get hurt, you're worth more than this… I hugged him again I can't lose you glenn you kissed his cheek

Glenn) you won't. You'll have to keep hold of me then

(you) always I locked eyes with him and kissed his cheek softly he pulled with a little blush “you wanna go out with me? “I smiled and nodded

Abraham:you two was on watch together it was late at night the stars were in the sky and the moon was bright you took a deep breath and let it out, you were glad that it seemed quite tonight as you watched the moon you hear a lighter being clicked down and a puff of smoke blowing your way you rolled your eyes looking at him,. He smiled at you

(you) your smoke. Just ruined my thoughts he laughed

(Abraham) and what were they?

(you) I was thinking about how life was before. My sister and dad used to go camping back in the summer and used to watch the stars and tell Stories I smiled to myself. You looked back at him and he smiled at you and never said anything which surprised you. He was quiet tonight which wasn't like him. Usually he can't stop talking and telling jokes. OK what's up?

(Abraham) I've been thinking alot lately, about you

(You) you turn to him. in a good way or bad way? I mean I know that I can be annoying. He smiled at you looking at you, what?

(Abraham) I don't find you annoying. I like you, why don't me. And you get a drink one night? She looked at me shocked then smiled with a little nod

Paul monroe “jesus “ it took him a while to ask you out. He didn't want to mess it up. One day he saw you just standing. He walked to you but by the time he got there he couldn't say anything, he waited until the next day you were talking to some of the people from. Hilltop he spoke, hay (your name) you turned around and smiled at him. ”Hey Jesus, how can I help? “ I don't know how to say this but I was wondering if you wanted to go out on a date with me? …..

(you) I looked into his blue eyes I could feel myself going red, I.. Well…, I laugh. I would love to. I looked up at him and he smiled back at me with a little nod “great! “

Dwight:Ok so, how he asked you out. It was kind of a dare. It was late at night you two were playing cards and drinking you was loesing 4-2, he was winning he looked at you as you drank another shot, you know you have to do a dare right if you lose, he said

(you) you rolled your eyes at him uhh fine! You turn the cards over and he laughed clearly you lost the game “AHHHH BUSTED!! “ uhh FINE! What's the dare? You asked he smiled

(Dwight) OK so the dare is you have to kiss the next person who comes in this room orrr you have to go on a date with me!

(you) before you could even say anything you hear him talk “looks like the lucky guy is here “you turn your head and the person who walked in was fat joey, you turn back to him and he smiled knowing you would never kiss him “well? “he asked with a hint of amusement in his voice, where are we going?

(Dwight) what? “our date “I smiled. Your going on a date with me? She nodded, oh well that was easy

King ezekiel:he asked you out in a cute way it was early in the morning when you heard a knock on your door he stood there nervous as you opened the door seeing him there he smiled, ah good morning (your name) fine morning it is

(you) you smiled at him brightly good morning Ezekiel he gave you a small nod as he pulled his hand out from his back he was holding a bunch of flowers, deep red roses you smiled “would you have dinner with me? “you smiled up at him and nodded inviting him inside as you two ate breakfast and went on a walk around the kingdom

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twdsfiction · 5 months

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Which fanfic should I start on here and Wattpad. Explanation is a bit down.

The rhee's revenge - is a what if story about if Maggie died after giving birth to her child and it being a girl, you'll get to see how their child. Megan rhee reacts to it and the vengeance of her trying to kill negan. And see how the story goes. :) (love interest Rj, takes place when they're 13)

She's nothing like me - is a what if story if michonne lost her sister back when her ex boyfriend and baby died. And she assumed after not seeing her sister close by that she is dead, only to find out she joined the saviors in season 7, it's the story of Hallie Hawthorne. And her antihero personality, achieving love, vengeance, regret and more. (Love interest, Daryl and negan)

The leader of the dead - is a story of a new group in town called the "skyscrapers" known for their big gated community, and being the strongest group ever, no one ever sees them coming, not even negan, will she join rick acts of kindness and share. Or will she take it all. Without any regrets. it takes more than a gun to take her down. (Love interest Rick)

Ths bat and the bird is about - daryl dixon and Victoria Patterson being the complete opposite of each other. It's enemies to lover and sunshine to grumpy trope. Takes place during season 4-5 which ends with Victoria being stuck with daryl and beth in the middle of nowhere, the story brings out love, drama and chaos.

#wattpad #x reader #daryl dixion imagine #daryl dixion smut #daryl dixion x reader #daryl dixon #fanfic #the walking dead #the walking dead daryl #twd #rick grimes #fluff #imagine #glenn rhee #negan x reader #daryl x reader #long reads #reading #fanfics

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queenvidal · 28 days

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Woke up to this last morning...

I mean, the latest chapter sure was not the most exiting one but goddamn 😩

#Ao3 #Twd #The walking dead #Negan #Negan Smith #negan x reader #Fanfiction #wattpad #Jdm #jeffrey dean morgan

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clementine-writes-things · 7 months

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Hello! I'm Clementine! I'm an aspiring author/poet/artist! I love writing fan fiction, especially about things I'm hyper fixated on. Below is a list of things I love to write about!:

Harry Potter (Snape.)

The Walking Dead (love me some Daryl Dixon/Rick Grimes/Negan Smith

Stranger Things (Eddie/Steve/Robin <3 my beloveds)

Gotham (current hyper fixation and will ALWAYS be my hyper fixation)

DC Universe (I will ALWAYS be down to write about Edward Nygma/The Riddler)

If you love fan fiction, especially about the things listed, then you are in luck! I hope you enjoy my works and pls feel free to ask for requests! 💗

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sunnybunnyy2 · 6 months

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Two Wrongs Don’t Make A Right

Daryl Dixon x platonic!reader

Negan Smith x daughter!reader

WORD COUNT: 4.0k

TIME: season 7

Warnings: imprisonment, talk of rapists(briefly), talk of murder, mentions of Abe’s and Glenn’s deaths, arguments, mentions of saviours, mentions of what transpired in season six and seven, spoiler warning and bad writing.

CHAPTER 2 of the Dark Cell series

Series Masterlist Official Masterlist

This is long awaited! I'm sorry that this has taken so long but I have been making fanfics on Wattpad recently and if you are a fellow fanfic writer you understand how much unnecessary time it takes to come up with ideas and lines to make your character come to life. Thank you all for being so patient with me! Also, requests are open, and I will be redoing my master list, so look out for that. I have been influenced so yes, this is going to become a series so stay tuned! Now that I finished this part I have more motivation to actually write for this! I’d you want to be tagged in the series let me know! Thank you so much for reading<3

(if there is third person slip ups I’m sorry, I’m just so used to writing in third person :( )

The exchanges took place every night at around 1 a.m., and it had for the past seven days.

You would arrive carrying a plate or bowl of whatever leftover food you had managed to swipe from the kitchen or some dinner from the meals you would share with Negan.

You had aimed to make the food before you went down so that it was still hot but it was risky as, there was a large chance that one of Negan's men would notice and alert your father, which would raise suspicion.

The food consisted of Sandwiches, chicken, pasta, fish, soup and wraps.

You wished you could do it more often, but you knew that it would largely increase the chances of you getting caught.

You knew your punishment wouldn't be anywhere near how severe Daryl's would be. You also knew that as much as you pleaded your father would allow his pawns to have their fun in harming the long-haired man. You weren't quite sure why your father's men were so willing to starve and beat a man senseless to appear strong. Men and their egos you supposed.

Your father could preach all he wanted about how he would do anything for his daughter, how he would move mountains to appease you. How he would kill anyone who dared to disrespect you (he had) but yet he couldn't try and be a better man. He couldn't put his rage and grieve the wicked world had caused him and help people instead of torturing broken people and turning people who wanted to survive into heartless killers. Turn them into him.

You couldn't say you hated your father. You never could. But that certainly didn't mean you agreed with half the things he did.

You could tell he cared what you thought of him. You were the last thing he had of your mother, but that didn't mean he listened to you when you expressed your opinion.

You and your father were close before all of this happened, well before you found out about his affair. After that day you hated everything about him. Even when your mother got sick and he stood by her, did everything for her. You weren't sure if it was because of how guilty he felt for betraying her or because he loved her.

Normally you would insist on it being the first but now she was at a loss.

Since your mother's demise, your once childish but thoughtful father had turned into a power-hungry greedy man. At first you gave him the benefit of the doubt. He was grieving and was trying to find a way to cope with the loss of the woman he loved but it was as though he was forgetting that his daughter had lost her mother.

He wanted to make you happy, so he gifted you the biggest room in the sanctuary and allowed you to purchase whatever you desired without working, though you often helped with the growing crops in the back of the sanctuary. Your father never really liked the idea of her around the fence but he backed down after a heated argument between you. He did send some of his men to keep an eye on you, he tried to be discreet but his men were less than.

You always made sure to bring a large glass of tap water from your room down to his cell, wanting to at least make sure he didn't die of dehydration.

You knew that his physical health wasn't as bad as it was before but you knew that his mental health was still declining. He had been locked in the tiny cell for weeks on end, the only sound filling his ears was the constant lyrics of the song 'East Street'.

The bags under his eyes were proof enough of the lack of sleep he had been receiving. The way his eyes could barely focus on one thing when you would bring him his meals was another important factor in your conclusion.

Since your visits had become more frequent he had uttered his name quietly into the comfortable silence that had filled the cell as he hastily inhaled what was in front of him. It was so quiet that you had barely heard him, but once you realized that it wasn't your imagination you smiled softly to yourself before muttering your name as well.

In your mind, you were friends. You knew his name, he knew yours, you would bring him food, he would be thankful and you were both the highlight of each other's day.

Daryl- because he wasn't rapidly dropping weight as he had been before from his lack of food, which in turn kept his brain running so he could coax his thoughts into coming up with a plan to escape his captivity. Plus your company wasn't so bad he reckoned.

You- because you got to meet another survivor from a rivalling group, you had heard your father angrily ranting to his soldiers about how this mysterious group had taken out one of his many posts and killed everyone in it.

You were shocked at how brutal this group could be but you knew that your father could be even more heartless and it was proven when a week later whispers were passed along through the sanctuary that your father had partaken in another one of his lineups and had bashed in two members of Daryl's groups heads in with Lucille.

You knew that Daryl's group had killed countless people, saviours but at least their families and friends didn't have to see it, as apparently the people from the outpost were killed while they slept. It was a very cowardly way to kill but it was better in a way, they didn't see it coming.

You clutched the tray of food which consisted of a slice of ham from a pig the saviours had recently slaughtered as a way to celebrate the new community they had under their control, standing with the other few that they had taken over. With a side of carrots that you had picked herself to give him some energy.

Then finally a generous helping of mashed potatoes to fill him up, as you knew that a small sandwich was going to get him through the day. Well, you guessed it was two, as Dwight had made sure to feed him a dog food sandwich every other day to keep him going. A dark pork gravy from the brand Bisto (clubhouse is better but whatever) that was covering a large portion of the potatoes. Your father did always say that you made it taste even better when you made it.

Your eyes peeked around the sharp corner to make sure Arat was on her way to her break that she always made sure to hide, always quick on her feet to head to her room to get several strong minutes of shut-eye.

Your eyes caught sight of Arat quietly creeping her way further and further away from Daryl's new home. You waited a couple of minutes until you were sure she was in her room, possibly already captivated by sleep. You placed one foot in front of the other as you too, crept down the hallway, the fear of getting caught burning fear into her veins.

You balanced the tray on one hand as you reached into your left pocket, to pull out the cell key that you had stolen from Laura, well it wasn't quite stealing, she had dropped it and hadn't even noticed. You could still remember her confused face when she caught you on the ground after catching you mid-grab. You smiled at her and played it off as if you were tying your shoe, which she bought as she shot you a smile and continued on with her ranting.

You turned the key clockwise into the rusting metal, smiling in satisfaction when the lock clicked quietly as a sign that it was now unlocked.

The creak that was loudly pulled from the door as it was opened left you cringing as you quickly shuffled into the room, closing the door until there was only a fragment of it for a little bit of light but it wasn't large enough to draw suspicion towards your meetings.

You could already see Daryl gazing up at you as you pulled the door closed, before lowering yourself to the floor, holding your hands out as a sign for him to take the plate which he did. He had loosened up a large amount since you had started being him food a week ago.

He was still stand-offish and didn't like to talk about his group which you didn't blame him for, you were with the enemy, you were his daughter. You weren't sure if he knew of your status at the sanctuary but if he did, it didn't come from you. It had already taken a great amount of effort to gain his trust and you wouldn't want it broken just because of who your father was.

If he brought it up, you would talk to him about it, but for now, you didn't want to risk losing one of the only people that didn't just suck up to you because they wanted more points or because they were scared to face your father's wrath if they hurt your feelings.

"Hey, sorry I was late, Arat took longer than usual to hit the deck." You quickly explained as expected the food in a curious glint in his eyes. "It's ham. Sorry, I didn't know if you liked it but they just killed a pig and me and my-... I had some for dinner earlier, it was good... and there's potatoes obviously, there's some cheese in them too with carrots and gravy." His eyebrows furrowed as he looked at you in question just as he had been since you had almost slipped up. "Don't worry, it's not poisoned well... at least I hope it isn't because I ate the same thing but I guess we'll find out."

He let a harsh breath out of his nose that sounded similar to a laugh before he picked up the metal fork before shoving a large bite of potatoes in his mouth, a barely audible groan fell from his lips as he continued to inhale the food, not even bothering to use the knife that you had brought to cut the meat, opting to just pick it up with his hands.

If it was anyone else you would find the wild eating disgusting, but you understood. He was being starved as a torture method to force him into submission. You had seen this countless times, but nearly all had caved within the first few days. It was shocking to you how strong he was. If it had been you... you weren't sure how long you could last if you were in the same position.

From how wild he was eating you could only assume today wasn't the day he got fed from Dwight.

You assumed you did well with the amount of food you had given him.

You kept your eyes trained on the opened part of the door to make sure the coast was clear still. Normally this side of the sanctuary was almost always deserted, but since Daryl as been held here, you had noticed a lot of working people wanted to catch a glimpse of one of the Alexandrians who had killed numerous soldiers. You weren't sure if was from fear or awe.

"Why are you doing this." He asked as he looked up from his half-eaten plate of food, to examine you while you spoke as if to see if you would lie to him.

"I don't like how he's handing this. I mean... what your group did was wrong. Really wrong. But what he's doing to you isn't right. No one should have to deal with this. I mean other than rapists, pedophiles, or child killers. I mean murder is really bad but there are some ways to excuse it, like self-defence but I mean the worlds over. People kill each other every day to survive. Don't make it right but it makes sense. You did what you thought you had to, to 'save' your group." You ranted slightly as you looked down.

"So you're doing this because I deserve better?" Daryl asked with a quiet snort as though he couldn't fathom the thought of someone actually thinking he was a decent guy.

"Everyone deserves better in some way. But no, some people just need a little help sometimes. You do, so I'm trying to help you." You said as watched him proceed with eating.

He looked up at you after he took yet another bite of his food. "I ain't need no help." He dismissed with a huff as he finished the last of his food.

"Obviously you do. Everybody does. You're no exception." You disagreed as he watched for any signs of Arat possibly returning earlier than usual.

"So why ya helping me? I'm sure the big man has more bitchs." He all but growled as he thought about your father causing your face to drop slightly as he kept your eyes away from him, in hopes of him not being able to see your full life story from just the shine in your eyes. Daryl looked like the type to be able to, you thought.

"He has some other... people in cells-" You were cut off by Daryl as he let out a dangerous scoff that should have had you scared. You were in a closed space with someone who wanted your father dead, I mean sure he didn't know that you and the man he hated most shared the same blood but it didn't matter. You were a Smith and that would never change. No matter how much you hoped and prayed that your father would suddenly turn a new leaf, it never seemed to happen. So at some point, you just saved your previously wasted breath.

"Ya mean prisoners?" He spoke sharply, his words not a question but a statement, showcasing how enraged he truly was with her father.

"Yeah...prisoners. There is some down here, yes. But they deserve it." You said while shaking your head as you thought about the awful people that were locked down here.

"Ain't nobody deserve this shit." He said with his whole chest as his eyes scanned your face with a mixture of hate and disgust at your words. You couldn't blame him though, he was locked in a cell and you had just said that the people locked in them deserved it.

"They're awful people. Rapists, child killers, people who kill without reason-"

"I ain't no rapist and I ain't no child killers. Me and my people had every righ-"

"Nobody has a right to take someone's life. Who made us god? When did we get to choose who got to live and who got to die?" You argued as you furrowed your brows at the man's words.

"How bout' ya tell yer buddy that? He killed my friends." He raised his voice louder than necessary which earned him a dirty look from you as you peeked out of the sliver of the door that shined light into the cell and once you were sure no one was coming with guns raised you turned back to face him.

"You killed dozens of his men while they were sleeping. You do realize that, right? I'm not saying what he did was right either, but you're lucky he didn't kill more of your people." You ranted slightly as you looked at him in confusion, he was so stuck in his own misery that he wasn't thinking about how other people were affected by his and his group's actions.

"Lucky? He bashed my friend's heads in." He said angrily but it was quiet. As if trying to scare you into submission but you didn't back down.

"And I'm sorry for your friends. I really am. But you couldn't have thought that your group could get away with slaughtering- and it was a slaughtering, his men and get away scot-free. You killed his soldiers. He takes that shit as a personal attack. So when I say I'm surprised he didn't kill more of you I mean it."

"One of my friends' wives was pregnant' ya think she deserved ta see that? Now tha' kid's gonna grow up without a father."

"Of course not. That's awful and I'm so sorry...but some of the men and women you slaughtered had kids. Wives. Parents. They had people who loved them too. One of the men, Mike, had a pregnant wife at one of the other outposts. She was eight months and gave birth to her baby girl two days after he died. Alone. And a woman, Mel, just got married to the man she loved, they were trying for a baby... He killed himself last week. Hung himself in his room all alone." You paused for a moment to see if he was going to speak up but when he didn't, you continued.

"An-and a woman named Willow had a baby at another outpost. Now that baby has to grow up without a mother. Another man named Carlos was an only child and had to work for points to provide for his parents. They're old and can't do it themselves. Now they're barely eating and are so depressed that their health is deteriorating, we're not sure how long they have left. So I'm sorry that your friends lost people they cared about but you didn't just get your group hurt with your guy's actions. You guys ruined so many lives that night."

You finished your rant as you shook your head, looking up at him only to see him looking down at his hands, his overgrown hair hung low to cover his eyes, masking his true reaction.

"I'm not trying to say that your friends' deaths don't matter but you can't just go around acting like you didn't kill people either. Like everyone else's pain doesn't matter to not feel guilty. But it does." You said quietly before deciding you had spent long enough in the stuffy cell. You reached over, grabbing the plate from in front of him before pulling yourself to your feet. You waited for him to speak again but he didn't bother and once you turned around he noticed that he hadn't moved from his place.

"Good night." You shook your head before he pulled the creaky door open a little more so the gap was large enough to fit your body through, closing it until you felt the metal clank quietly against metal.

You pulled out the key and shoved it into the lock, twisting it quickly before you heard quiet footsteps walking down the hallway from where Arat had left from. It seemed like you had left at the perfect time, you supposed.

You quietly but hastily quickened your pace until you were at the same corner you had looked over from around fifteen minutes prior.

You watched as Arat ran a hand over her short black and bleached blonde hair as she let out a yawn, swaying on her feet slightly from the over-tiredness she was experiencing, which was probably in full swing by the shortness of her sleep.

You let out a quiet sigh of relief before you quietly made your way in the direction of her room, the plate held tightly in your grasp as you walked past the mostly deserted sanctuary, sending a small smile to some of the saviours on watch duty. Most sent one back your way, while others seemed annoyed at the fact that they had duty at all, leaving them too aggravated to bother.

You were about to turn the handle of your door when you heard a voice stop you.

"Baby? What are you doin' up? It's late." Your father's voice stopped you in your tracks. A part of you wanted to run into your room and pretend that you had been sleepwalking but you knew your father knew you better than that and could almost always tell when you were fake sleeping. It was an odd talent if you were to be frank. So you turned around with a smile and spoke.

"I couldn't sleep. Decided to take a walk." You lied.

"With an empty plate of food?" He asked with raised eyebrows a sarcastic smirk on his face.

"...I got hungry on the way. Just heated up some leftovers from dinner. Didn't know that was a crime, Dad." You huffed in an attempt to sound believable.

"It's late. You could have woken me up. I would have walked with you." He said as he studied you.

"Seriously, dad? Literal armed guards are crawling the place. I think I'm okay walking to the kitchen. Plus you barely sleep as it is." You rolled your eyes at his mindset.

"I always have time for you, hunny... so who's the boy? Or girl. I don't discriminate. Hell, ya could be in love with a goddamn pumpkin and I would still approve. Maybe a little weirded out but hey, we all have our kinks." He smirked but his nose scrunched up slightly as he realized he was talking to his daughter and not one of his henchmen.

"Oh, wow, you figured it out. His name is Donteatmyseedsplease. I didn't want to keep it from you but I don't think you would approve. I'm so very glad I have your support, father dearest." You said in an overly happy voice even your eyes rolled with almost every word you spoke. You turned back to your door and turned ten knob, not going in as though to not give your father the opportunity to join you.

"You'll have to bring him over for dinner sometime we'll have squash."

"That wasn't funny Dad."

"Damn, you know how to wound a man's ego. Good girl, I taught you well." He said in a proud tone.

"I'm exhausted. Can we talk tomorrow? I wanted to talk to you about something actually..." You spoke as you pushed your door open even wider than it had been and started to make her way into your large room.

"That's never good." He groaned before he leaned over to land a kiss atop your head. "I'll see you tomorrow, baby. I'm busy but I always have time for you." He pulled away and sent a smile your way which you returned before closing the door and leaning against it. A sigh of relief left your lips as you realized you were in the clear.

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WE HAVE SHIT TO DO

rick grimes x fem reader

WARNINGS: smut, penetrative sex, male/fem orgasms, weapon usage, mentions/usage of liquor, Negan, mentions of character deaths, mentions of upset/un-comfy reader, mentions of murder, season 7 era tbh,

a/n: just watched the episode of where Carl died and where Rick read his letter and i am a sobbing mess, i cried so hard throughout the entire episode an honestly in the comics it says he has a happy ending so lets pretend that Carl never died and had a happy ending and that he just ran away because it's breaking my heart!

: sorry for the long wait, i've been trying to catch up stuff on my wattpad and i have a few drafts that i have saved so i'll be trying to post those throughout the week!

the runs had been hard, and food rations had started to become smaller and smaller by the day, and with children and people of Alexandria they needed to find something.

But it was hard with Negan breathing down their backs, constantly making random appearances to claim 'his deliveries' that they were supposed to somehow fulfill for him and the Saviours.

she had one of her hands intertwined with his while his cock was hitting her g-spot making her mouth form a sudden 'O' shape while their lips connected in a frustrating lust for one another.

she let out a soft cry into his mouth feeling as she was so close from her big O that she was bucking her hips up for one of his thumbs to rub circles on her clit to send her over the edge for him.

without a hesitation he used his thumb to spin on her clit hearing as she let out a loud set of delicate moans from her mouth, and it made him pull his lips away from hers just so he could hear how beautiful she sounded aloud while he fucked her.

"s-so close!" she whimpered feeling as her walls clenched to try and bring his throbbing cock even deeper into her tight soaked walls, one of their hands were holding onto the others so they could keep their bond of love even closer during the moment.

"shh shh, come on let it go"

he cooed to her feeling as she let out a loud whimper while her juices spurt out onto his cock that was irresponsibly not covered by a condom, however it felt to good for him to stop and by the time he knew it he was shooting his load inside her

"fuck" he practically gasped feeling the warmth of their juices creating a slight warmth over his cock, she let out a whine as he hadn't pulled out of her yet because he wanted to take in the moment

a loud knock at the door seemed to disturb her as she jumped sending a slight accidental pleasure to his cock that was still buried full length in her cunt.

"you done fucking in there Rick? because we have shit to do!" Negan called out while tapping his bat against the door so harshly Rick thought that he was going to somehow break through it.

he pulled out of her watching as she covered over her mouth to hide a loud gasp that she knew was surely to spill from her mouth, "one minute Negan please" Rick asked only hearing the knocking start to get louder and louder surely he was trying to scare him.

Rick had wiped himself and slipped on his lower half of clothes before Negan flew open the door smiling once he saw y/n covering herself with the tangled bed sheets around her.

Rick ran a hand through his hair while he pulled out a fresh white t-shirt from his dresser slipping it on while he holstered his knife and looked at the man standing in front of him.

"Rosita come here for me please"

Negan called out watching as the women slipped down the long and quite narrow hall leading to the bedroom, she stood behind him as she kept her gaze down on the floor.

"you and Rick are going to go on a scavenge trip and i don't care how long you're out there for, either you find something cool or useful for me or option one you don't come back at all and in that case i'll bash someones head in or option two i smash all of these sorry fucks heads in" Negan smiled rubbing his hand over Lucille.

"now get the hell out" he ordered watching as Rick skimmed past him as he followed Rosita back down the long hall and once Negan heard the front door shut with a slam a smile appeared on his face.

this time it was wider and cockier almost like he thought the girl trying to cover her nude body from him was a joke, his smile was implicating that he thought this was all so damn funny.

"can i please get some privacy Negan?" she asked calmly as her nails started to practically burn holes into the fabric from the strength of her grip that she had on it.

Negan rested the bat against the inner wall of the bedroom next to the snow white painted door frame, he used a hand to rub over the stubble on his face, he sighed and flipped his back around.

his hands rested clasped in front of him as he fiddled his thumbs and whistled impatiently, she slipped into the bathroom to wipe her self clean before she slipped back into the bedroom to put on a fresh set of clothes.

"you can stop whistling now" she bit at him while she adjusted the collar of her flannel that covered the blank tank underneath, she flipped over the cuffs on the sleeves and folded her arms.

"wow god you two really go at it" Negan remarked at her watching as her posture awkwardly changed in front of him, because her shoulders seemed to scrunch up at the uncomfortable remark.

"is that stuff never seems to go right around here? is you two's fucking getting in the way of my deliveries that you and your people should be making?" a hand rested on her lower neck as he made his way up to her chin watching and feeling as she swallowed harshly.

"you seem un-comfy baby" he spoke rubbing the side of her cheek, "i think you should leave" she spoke calmly but also with a slight fire in her voice wishing that he would just see himself out.

Judith let out a loud cry just a few doors down making Negan smile once more as he picked up Lucille and made his way along the hall making sure to scrape the floors up with him.

"don't please" y/n spoke pushing past him so that she could stand in the door frame the loud sound of her crying ringing through her ears like loud feedback echoing off of a microphone.

"oh please i'm not gonna hurt her what am i a monster?" he bit back bitterly skimming past her, he placed his bat down next to the recliner in her room while he lifted her up from her crib.

he sat back in the recliner while rocking her gently with his knee while he stroked the back of her head, y/n didn't understand how a man so cruel and so monsterous could have a heart like this.

how he could act so sweet after threatening to bash everyone's brains in if Rick hadn't followed his orders as directed.

y/n was surely biting her fingernails raw looking at the two, she seemed to have a liking to him, but it wasn't like she knew how much of a monster he was, after all she was only past a year old she truly didn't know anything about the real world yet.

it was making her sick seeing him hold her, seeing as he was able to get her to stop crying, she looked down the hall to see Carl standing there cocking his head while he looked at the quite visible nervousness y/n was emitting into the air around them.

she shook her head at Carl to go back with Enid who had her head peaking out into the kitchen to watch what Carl was doing from the hall even though she couldn't get a good enough view.

y/n gestured for him to return back to the room he had just appeared from but instead he walked his way down the hall his hand slipping out the silver knife from his holster.

y/n tried to put her hand out to push into his chest but once she saw the fire in his eyes she let him go, she let him slip into the bedroom to see the man that killed her friends holding his little sister.

it was causing an ache in him, it was making him so god damn furious that he was clenching the blade by his side,

"would you look at that it's the serial killer in the making isn't this a nice surprise for me" Negan teased looking down at the knife clenched with a fist down by the boys side.

y/n grabbed his wrist to take the knife from him and shockingly he let her, he let it slip out from his hand without even an ounce of a fight,

she slipped it back into his holster while turning his body away and sending him back down the hallway to where Enid was now waiting for her boyfriend with an explanation.

"he's a feisty one for sure, quite bold if you ask me"

Negan spoke to y/n while sitting up from the chair and resting the now sleepy Judith back in her crib, she pulled a blanket over her and handed the stuffed rabbit that rested next to her in her crib before he grabbed his bat and showed himself out of her room.

y/n shut the door behind her once she checked the baby camera to make sure that it was still on and hadn't run out of battery power again, she followed Negan into the living room thankful that the two kids had left the house to venture somewhere else.

"you have any bourbon or whiskey? i could really use a drink"

Negan asked plopping down on the couch and resting his feet a top of the coffee table un-apologetically while his eyes flicked over to look at the obviously unamused y/n.

"not much i think in the last of our rations we have maybe half a bottle i'm not sure last time i checked your men took it all"

y/n spoke sharply while opening the cupboards until she found the bottle of whiskey, she grabbed a clean empty glass and poured him some before she set the glass and the bottle on the table.

he moved his feet out of her way before he took his first embrace of the liquor in his glass, "perfect" he sighed happily as he downed his first glass of the brown liquid, "what is this exactly?" Negan asked watching as she had taken a seat on the opposite end of the couch away from him before she answered his question.

"Deanna's old husband had a old liquor cabinet so i'm guessing something vintage or some shit we found it in Spencer's room but i suppose whiskey is simply whiskey"

y/n reflected back at him while crossing her legs, she stared out the window where the curtains had been pulled back to let in just the right amount of sunshine necessary to light up the room so it wouldn't be as gloomy and dark for them.

"not when it's cheap but times are tough so anything will do these days but i have to admit this don't taste cheap sweet heart"

Negan admitted as he poured himself another round, after he downed it he licked his lips clean and looked at her.

"you've had your drink can you leave me be now" y/n spoke bitterly towards him as she got up from the couch,

"not until your boy toy and that chick gets back with my shit, is that what you call him boy toy or fuck toy?" he blabbed back before giving up on the glass and instead just pressing the glass bottle of liquor against his lips taking a swig of the burning liquid down his throat feeling the aftermath of the sting start to kick in from the liquor.

"i call him Rick that's all" she answered his question sounding uninterested in the games he was trying to play with her

she was tired of looking at his face and that smug ass smile laced on it, tired of looking at the leather jacket he wore that once had her friends blood splattered on it and she was sure as hell tired of looking at the damn bat that now sat between his legs.

because it was the same bat he used to bash in her friends heads the same bat that she had taunted her and the rest of her group with, the same bat that had smeared blood on her face because she refused to look at it that night when he ordered her.

she gulped looking down at it, Negan chuckled as he could catch her glance at the piece of wood, "is Lucille bothering you because i can promise you she isn't quite thirsty right now but if they come back with nothing she's gonna be damn thirsty for more of your friends"

"please just leave me alone Negan, please that's all i ask of you, you can have that entire bottle of whiskey if it'll get you to stop running your mouth to me hell i'll find you all the damn bottles that you want if it'll keep you away from me"

she spoke trying to hide the fire she could feel her body emitting, she could feel the anger every time she looked at him and it was starting to grow so much she wasn't sure she would be able to hold back from simply killing him but she knew that would be a foolish idea.

that killing him would reek a havoc on the people of Alexandria.

she slipped into her and Rick's bedroom sinking into the bed as she could hear the sound of his men outside, and well she could see partially some of them through the shadow of their figures through the light cream colored curtains covering the window.

she picked up the comic book that rested on the night stand next to the bed, her and Carl had a thing for comic books often swapping whenever they finished one, she ran her fingers over the cover before she set it back down onto the wooden night stand with a sigh.

she prayed that Rick would be back soon, and she prayed that if he did come back he'd bring something Negan wanted or else she knew that surely there was gonna be a blood bath in Alexandria.

it had been a week since Rick came home, and that meant she had spent a week living with a cruel man, it was hard keeping Carl out of the house away from his sister but she knew it would prevent him from pulling anything stupid when his father was away.

they had come back with two large bottles of rum, a pallet that had been slightly filled with cans of sweet corn and an old jack knife that Negan had let Rick keep himself as a so labeled "trophy" for being such a good scavenger for him.

Once Negan was satisfied with the resources Rick had brought to him he gathered his men and left, but not without making sure to take a look at the women who was soaking into her bed from the ability of not being able to look him in the face anymore.

Rick could tell that she had lost her mind spending the past seven days with him, that she was truly going crazy with the taunting and the comments and well the fact she felt so guilty for just simply trying to protect Carl from doing something stupid.

Rick pulled her into him so he could rub her hands and plant kisses onto the back of her neck and her shoulder blades feeling her shudder and slightly tremble at the needed contact.

"is he gone? i can't stand to look at him anymore"

she admitted feeling as he intertwined one of his hands with hers rubbing the top of her hand with his thumb,

"he's gone for now at least i'll make sure to take you out for scavenging next week to see if we can bring anything back for us"

Rick peppered kisses on her back trying to settle her as he knew that the true real life fact was that Negan could come back any day or any time he pleased and he could tell that it was starting to severely upset her, he knew that she hated him for what he did and in all truth Rick couldn't stop thinking about killing the man himself.

He knew that no matter what he did or no matter if he killed or defeated Negan nothing would ever be the same he had already tried that and it cost him two of his men, two of his innocent men.

"i want to kill him Rick i have to kill him i need to" she spoke with a sudden change of tone starting to lace and bite back at her.

she squeezed his hand, "but i can't put anyone else in danger, because i can't lose anyone else and i already know he has Carl on his list and i won't do that to you"

he shushed her softly again to calm her down from the amped-up ramble that she had been starting to spew out again

"and we won't lose him if we follow the plan we have, just a few more days and we can follow out the plan and see how it goes for us but i just know we have to try and fight our way out of this"

Rick was almost all jittered up from the thought of taking Negan down, the thought of taking him down so no one else they loved or cared about could ever be hurt again from him.

"then we'll find a way to kill him together without getting us killed and we'll find a way to take down his men with him"

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𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅'𝒔 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔 ft jigsaw steve rogers x lovesick reader.

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luv-4-aria · 5 months

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The Negans/Daryls/Ricks Daughter x Negan/Daryl/Rick is a weird trope, i dont think many ppl know or even speak abt it maybe its just a thing on wattpad but its so fucking weird. why is the reader depicted as a 18 dating someone her fathers or even OLDER age?? Like lets be fr she is only 5-7 yr olds than carl, its disgusting and and disturbing and mfs need to stop writing using this stupid ass trope.

#fanfic #the walking dead #twd #twd fanfiction #twd imagine #rick grimes #carl grimes #twd x reader #daryl dixion x reader #daryl twd #negan x reader #twd negan #twd rick

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ravenrose18 · 6 months

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#the walking dead #walking dead #negan #twd negan #the walking dead negan #jdmorgan #jeffreydeanmorgan #jeffrey dean morgan imagines #jeffrey dean morgan x reader #jdmorgan x reader #jeffery dean morgan #jeffery dean morgan x reader #jeffrey dean morgan #jeffrey dean morgan x you #wattpad jeffery dean morgan x reader #jdm x reader #jdm

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yourlastbraincell-kiwi · 2 months

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hii! Can you do a part two of your Carl x fem!reader where she got taken by the saviors instead of daryl??

A/N: Thanks for the ask, and of course I can! I didn’t think people like this one, but it makes me happy that you want a part 2. Also sorry if it seemed rushed in the middle, I really wanted to get it out.

P.S: Also, it swaps from the reader to Carl talking, it only does it once then the rest is all Carl!

Pairing: Carl Grimes x Captured!Reader

Hope you like it!

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“Carl! Carl, hey! What the hell are doing?” Michonne asked, forcefully grabbing my arm to make me look at her.

“What does it look like I’m doing? I’m packing my shit.”

“You are not going over to the Saviors, Carl.” She said, and I ignored her and kept on packing.

“So this is it, huh? This is your bright idea? Does it even have a plan or are you going in blind and guns blazing?”

“If I need to, then so be it.”

“Carl, there are more people in there than you have bullets. You will be torn to shreds. You are not going anywhere.” I roll my eyes and let my bag drop to the floor in front of my feet. “We’ll find a way in and out of that place without losing anyone. Okay?” I nod and Michonne leans in to give me a hug, before walking out of the room.

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“(Y/N)?” I heard someone call out to me. Then I heard metal scraping along the door of my enclosure. “(Y/N)? You awake in there, pumpkin?”

I wrapped my arms around myself tighter, hoping he’d give up and walk away from the door. But I would’ve been asking for a miracle, for that to happen.

I squinted and I shielded my face from the light the creeped from around the corner of the now open door. “Hey, pumpkin. Today’s special, look at what I brought ya.”

He lifted the dome of the platter to reveal waffles with blueberries on top, with a side of bacon and orange juice.

I stared down at the plate of food, it was almost like it had been a fever dream of some sort. With how long all of us have been in this post-apocalyptic world that’s happening, having a warm breakfast and fresh orange juice was something a lot of us yearned for.

But this had to be some sort of trick, the blueberries had to be poisoned or old or something.

“You know, you’ve been staring at the food for a while now. If you don’t want it you could’ve just said so..” He stood up, not forgetting to take the plate with him, and I was quick to call out to him.

“Wait!” I called out, hating myself for doing it— for calling out to the devil, showing how desperate I was, but I couldn’t go one more day without real food.

He swiftly turned on his heel and handed me the plate. “Atta’ girl.” He smiled and watched as I ate.

“I’m going to leave this door unlocked, you have the choice to leave and join the Saviors or stay and rot for who knows how long?”

As soon as he said ‘join’ the Saviors, I stopped eating and pushed the plate away. “No, no, no, that’s not how this works; you made your choice, you ate our food, you become one of us? Or I’ll make sure you and Lucille get real acquainted.” He said with a laugh before leaving the room and he left the door unlocked, just like he said.

And now I had a decision to make.

Stay in this room or Join the Saviors.

The choice was mine..

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“Come on! We don’t have much time!” I shouted in a whispering tone.

“Okay, first slow down! Carl, slow down-”

“No! I brought you with me cause I thought you wouldn’t slow me down. Turns out you’re just another dead weight.” I huffed and turned around to keep trudging through the forest trying to find the Saviors hide out.

“Carl, why are you acting like this?”

“I need to save her! And you’re slowing me down!” I exclaimed, as Enid shushed me and grabbed my arm and brought us behind a bush.

“What are you doing?” I exclaimed and Enid put a hand over my mouth, trying to shush me as a couple walkers walked by. I rolled my eyes and took her hand off my mouth.

“They’re gone, let’s go now.” I stood up and Enid immediately brought me back down to her level.

“Not before you tell me.”

“Look, I promise to tell you, but not now, okay?” I said as Enid sighed and I stood back up and continued looking for the Saviors hideout.

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We looked for a while it was nearing sunrise, and we finally saw the base. With a fence that had walkers inside.

I crept up closer before triggering a trap that was well hiding in the bushes. Enid tried to help me out of it, but I shushed her and told her no to come closer.

“Oh boy, now what do we have here? A rat caught in a trap?” Simon said, and I furrowed my brows in anger.

“You must want something. Cause no one in their right mind would waltz on over here, like they got a stick up their ass.” He said, and one of the Saviors laughed, causing him to turn around wordlessly tell them to shut up.

“But I don’t have something of yours do I? Oh, no, wait. That’s definitely not true. I do have something of yours. In fact that something is a someone, correct?”

“You better answer me, you little shit.” He said and I turned my face up and spit in his face. He closed his eyes and wiped his face before, slapping me across the face.

He was going to reach down and do it again, but was stopped by Negan walking out with (Y/N).

“Woah, there Simon. This ain’t how we treat our guests, ‘specially him. Why don’t you come inside? Take a load off-”

“I’m not coming inside, I’m here to get (Y/N) back. I don’t give a shit about your hospitality.”

“Oh? That’s all you wanted? Well, then I’ll give her back, if she wants to. We’re fair people. Now, sweetheart, do you want to go with him or stay with me?” He said, and (Y/N) stood there and thought about it.

“Remember that nice breakfast you had this morning? Remember how I gave you those clothes you’re wearing?” Negan said trying to persuade her.

“(Y/N), please. Come with me-” I begged not caring how crazy it sounded or made me look.

“Oh! And how you don’t have to lift a finger when you’re with me and the Saviors?” Negan exclaimed shouting over me. “Just reminding her of a few things. Take your time, honey.”

It took a while for her to answer, but she eventually respond; “I am Negan.”

“No..”

“Well, shit! Hot damn! Don’t that just hurt, that little heart of yours? You knew it was going to happen, don’t even know why you tried, kid.”

“No. This isn’t supposed to..”

“Happen? Well, it did. And she’s staying with us, kid. Look I like you kid, but you’re gonna have get a move on, I’ve got some serious shit going on and we do not need you getting in the way o’ things.” He said and I remained silent, and he rolled his eyes and told everyone to wrap it up and head inside.

I stood up and started heading back in the direction of Alexandria. Enid tried comforting me, but I didn’t listen, I couldn’t listen.

The only thing that could be heard was (Y/N) saying those three words we promised each other we’d never say.

“I am Negan.”

#x reader #angst #carl grimes #carl grimes x reader #twist ending #wattpad #twd negan #twd #twd x reader

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rimunagenius · 1 year

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Existing

pairing: Daryl x genneutral!reader

summary: Y/N realizes hiding their feelings is becoming far too much so their only solution is to distance themselves from Daryl. When Daryl confront Y/N, secrets are revealed and new bonds are created.

era: season 7 (Negan and saviors don’t exist, Glenn never died — that was purely to fuel my delusional brain that Glenn is happily living his life with Enid, Maggie, and Hershel (:)

words: i have no clue (sorry y’all….no im not.)

A/N: Whoo! This is officially my second Daryl x reader fic, and please please PLEASE if i slipped another pronoun like he or she, please comment or message me to correct me so i can fix it. Or if gender nuetral pronouns are wrong all together, correct me please i want to make sure it’s correct so no one feels singled out or misgendered on my page!! thank you sexies!! It’s a force of habit, i write a lot of fem!reader stuff on wattpad and stuff so thanks! Hope you enjoy, this might be shit bc it’s unedited or bc i just actually suck at writing 🥳

warnings: slight angst?? fluff

REQUESTS OR WTV THEYRE CALLED ON HERE, ARE OPEN!!

NOT MY GIF!!!

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It was known to everyone that you liked Daryl and that he liked you. There was definitely no hiding it. It was common knowledge to anyone in the community.

Everyone saw the way you looked at him with the utmost admiration. He was strong — mentally and physically — he always treated you with respect, nothing less. He was there whenever you needed him and he understood you and never judged you. He was perfect. How could you not look at him like he was the human embodiment of perfection.

Daryl was never one to reveal too much about himself. He never found it in himself to tell anyone his past, never wanted to say too much before they looked at him like he was someone else and not the Daryl they already knew. He wanted to be seen, not judged and listened to without being left out of fear or inferiority. He just wanted to finally fit in and not be seen as the ‘redneck trash asshole’ everyone already thought he was. He was never seen as anything less but a human with feelings who deserved a chance when it came to you. He always felt unconditionally loved — protected. He always felt seen with you, and he never felt like you were judging him like almost everyone else did. He was grateful that the end of the world gave him someone like you.

“Hey sunshine!” You tried your best to mimick his southern drawl as you patted his back, falling in rythym with Daryl’s steps alongside him.

He looked down at you, smirk prying at the corner of his lush lips, scoffing his usual scoff when it came to you. Always playful, never malicious. Even though he had many scrapes and bruises, which you have yet to notice on the man, he took his time getting to the infirmary if it meant he spent just a little time with you.

“Hey.” His face dropped any trace of amusement when he saw your face fall into a look of worry.

“Oh my god, Daryl! Your bleeding!” You immediately stood infront of him, halting his tracks as you examined his body for any more injuries. “C’mon, let’s go.” Grabbing his hand, you dragged him to Denise, grabbing the supplies to do it yourself while she tended to other victims of the difficult run. You were a nurse before the fall so you spent most of your time in Alexandria helping Denise. You actually had the supplies to aid everyone, instead of scrounging for makeshift supplies when you were on the road.

Grabbing gauze and disinfecting liquid, you cleaned his blood crusted scrapes, and managed to convince him to let you clean up his face. “Why are ya like this, Y/N?” He flinched as you reached to clean the cut above his brow. You scoffed at the man. You were flabbergasted as to why he was questioning your motives.

“Uh, because I care Daryl. I’m never not gonna care.” You looked at him as it was obvious. Because to you, and apparently everyone else but him, it was. You truly loved that man. You truly cared for him and wanted nothing but the absolute best for him. He looked at you like you were crazy for caring this much about a guy like him. “But why? I could’a done this myself. I don’ need yer’ help.” He didn’t wipe the look off his face. He was genuinely confused.

“You have protected all of us. Ever since Atlanta, the farm…You never stopped caring and protecting us. No one really batted an eye to you for it. But it’s about damn time someone starts taking care of you, and I plan on doing just that til’ the day I die, Dixon.” You gave him a warm smile as you placed a small kiss on his forehead as you continued to tend to his wounds.

He recalled that memory everytime he thought of you and your beautifully kind heart. He remembered the warm fuzzy feeling he had gotten when he looked into your eyes that night. He felt like he was lost and your beaming light, your smile, you…brought him where he always belonged. Home.

You both felt at home with eachother. Regardless if both of you were aware of the others feelings or not. Regardless if you both met someone, neither you or him, would dare spend your borrowed time apart. You needed him like he needed you. Even if it had been purely platonic, neither of you would care. You two were eachothers anchors, keeping the other grounded. You saved eachother. You weren’t letting eachother go until the both of you were dead.

Although the idea of the relationship being platonic and you willing to be okay with that under the right circumstances, you hated the idea of it now. You knew Daryl wasn’t seeing anybody, or atleast you had a good idea. He would’ve told you, or Carol, which would’ve inevitably circled back to you. ‘I am going to die on this ship. A captain never abandons her ship’ Carol always teased you about your little crush on Daryl. She was infact very shameless of the teasing. It only increased when she learned that the feelings were mutual.

But the constant feeling of butterflies, the blush pink rising in your cheeks significantly everytime he spoke to you or said your name the way he always did, the sudden loss for words whenever you tried to speak your mind was something you couldn’t take anymore. Telling Daryl was detrimental to your state of mind from here on out. He needed to know.

That was the problem though, you had been avoiding him for days after you decided to distance yourself from the archer because being around him, feeling the way you felt, was something that was unsettling to you. You knew he knew that you were avoiding him. He would walk in your direction and you’d quickly turn around in the other. It was getting easier to avoid him because you had memorized the days he told you he’d be gone on runs and doing handiwork around the community.

This however, wasn’t one of the easier times. You were wrapping your conversation up with Maggie and Glenn when you turned heel, on your way to your home. You didn’t make it far before you bumped into a broad chest that belonged to none other than him.

“Hey, what’s up with ya’? Why is my favorite girl avoidin’ me. Did I do somethin’. If I did, I’m so sorry sunshine.” Daryl was quick to apologize. For what? He couldn’t tell you. All he knew was that he wanted the cold shoulder you gave him to dissapear and be replaced with the warm love you both mutually shared. He couldn’t do that if you weren’t talking to him.

“Nothing. Excuse me.” You tried your best not to look him in the eyes and let loose all the feelings you wanted to scream into his face to make him understand that you truly, deeply loved him. You trudged up your pearly white steps into the beautiful home you, Rosita, and Tara shared.

You were only able to unlock the door and take one step into the home before you were met with his hand connecting to your forearm, stopping your movements completely. “Hey, you can talk ta’ me. Ya’ know I would never do nothin’ to hurt you, right? Look, Y/N. I’m sor-“

“Can you stop apologizing! You did nothing wrong, Daryl. Hell, you never do wrong,” Your voice faltered at the end, your head falling as you collected your breath and gained the courage to just come clean. You looked into your favorite blue eyes, your eyes already starting to fill with frustrated tears; some betraying you, already cascading down your face. “Daryl. I cannot keep doing this. I can’t keep pretending that we’re just friends because I don’t think we should be.”

“Wait—you don’ wanna be friends no more?” Daryl felt his heart break in two. He hoped he misread the situation and it was just your horrible delivery. He prayed the only person he loved with everything in him, wasn’t leaving him. He refused to be left. Not again.

“Not when everytime I look at you all I think about is what it’d be like to hold you in my arms every chance i get. To know what it’s like to kiss you because that’s all I think about. Being the first person you see when you wake up in the morning and the last person you talk to at night. I can’t be your friend when all I want is for us to be more than that, Daryl.” Your frustrated tears were showing no mercy as you tried so hard not to cry infront of him. You didn’t want to make him feel bad into giving into what you wanted. The last thing you wanted was make him do something he didn’t want to. That’d hurt you more.

“Y/N-“ Daryl was ready to commit. He was ready, for you. He wanted this just as much as you did. He didn’t get to deliver his confession before you cut him off, wanting to get it all over and done with.

“No, Daryl. I can’t. I can’t think without you. It’s like my whole body relies on you. My whole damn life is you, I literally can’t breathe because i’m waiting for you. Hoping and waiting til’ the day you come to me and tell me you want me forver. You own me, Daryl. You control me. I belong to you.” There was no running now. You had just said everything you could ever say the best you could. You just hoped it was enough. Maybe, just maybe, he feels the same way too. Your chest heiving in big waves as you tried to catch your breath. You didn’t realize telling him how you felt took all the breath out of your lungs. Your words so powerful they left you breathless.

You were embarassed. You told him how you felt and as you spoke his expression, the look on his face, honestly terrified you. You weren’t gonna take it back beacuse you meant every word. You’d wait. No matter how long it took.

He wasted no more than a second to step foward, your chests almost touching. He wanted you to hear him. He wanted you to see him. When he talked, you always listened; he rarely talked because you usually did all the talking but he never minded it. He could listen to you all day long. Now, it was his turn and he’d be damned if he wasted probably the only chance he would ever get to tell you how much he loved you.

“You own me! You control me, I belong to you. I love you, Im in love with you, yer’ the love of my life. My every feelin’ is controlled by the look on yer’ face. I can’t breathe without ya’. I can’t sleep without ya’. I wait for ya’, I watch for ya’. Goddamit — I fuckin’ exist for you, Y/N.”

Both of you didn’t know what to say. You had both stood there screaming your feelings in the others face and now…neither of you had anything to say. You stood there, searching eachothers eyes, face, and body as you waited for the other to speak.

“So…that’s it?” You broke the silence as you looked up at the man. He didn’t know what to do other than look into your eyes. He slipped his hand into yours, slowly entangling your fingers as your lips curled up due to the gesture.

“I guess it is. What d’ya say we go wash up and you can be the last person I talk to before I go to sleep at night?” He swiped a piece of your hair behind your ear, and gave you a genuine smile. This was new. Well, not new but he rarely did this, even when you guys were together hanging out. You hid your face in your hands, the embarrassment blush creeping into your cheeks.

“Shut up.” You mumbled. “Nah. Ya’ asked for this.” He replied as he pulled your hands away from your face. You put up a fight, not ready to face the man with your cheeks being extra blushed. “C’mon. Where’s my pretty girl?” You felt weak in the knees as you looked up at him and pressed a soft, warm kiss to his lips.

“Theres my sunshine.” His smile now faltering to a smirk. He grabbed your hand and led you up the stairs into your room.

You both didn’t expect the outcome of tonight. The whole admitting your feelings, yelling in eachothers face to get them to understand that you loved them so fiercely you were willing to scream it at them, to hell with whoever eavesdropped. You both didn’t care who heard you that night. All that mattered was that you and Daryl now had eachother. Forever. That’s all that mattered.

“Do you think they saw us?” Tara looked down to the relaxed girl splayed on her lap.

“No I don’t think so. But I didn’t think Dixon had the balls to admit that to Y/N. Go him.” She laughed breathlessly as she took another swig of her wine.

“Ok because that would’ve been super awkward. Atleast we all don’t have to vomit in our mouths anymore after seeing how freaking clueless they were of eachothers feelings.” Tara looked up the stairs hearing the door close, and shower starting to run as she settled and finished her glass along with her friend.

“Dibs on telling Carol first!” Rosita shot up from her spot on Tara’s lap as she bolted out the back door, opening the gate to Carol and Ricks yard, bursting through the doors ready to tell the woman the news. Tara yelling incoherent curses as she didn’t make it in time behind Rosita to beat her to it. Their door slamming, echoing through the house and into the bathroom you and Daryl currently occupied.

“What was that?” Daryl asked as he looked down at you, your eyes closed as you washed the soap from your hair as he admired you doing it.

“I don’t know I think Rosita or Tara just got home. They’ll probably go straight to bed so we’re good until tomorrow.” Switching with Daryl, you scrubbed the soap in his hair out as the water washed the suds of his built frame.

You both continued your shower, totally unaware of the teasing you’d both receive for ‘finally making it official, Rick’s words not yours.

I guess you both would have to wait til the morning after you’ve woken up from the most blissful sleep you’d have in months before your friends had free reign. All that mattered was that you and yours were finally happy, with no more secrets. Just simply existing for the other, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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Where would they take you?

Rick: When he was on a supply run he found a romantic spot looking out, a little bench where both of you could sit, he thought to himself that he would take you to watch the sun go down and star gaze of course he would make sure the place was safe first. So that afternoon he knocked on your door. You thought he had forgotten about your date . As he never said anything to you until he asked you out, he stood at your door as you opened it and smiled at him. He grabbed your hand softly and walked out of the gates with you and got into a car driving you to where you two would have the date when you got to the place. you both got out of the car he grabbed a blanket and held your hand as you watched the sunset, you two had small talk about your day and his day, the nightfell and the stars came out you both looked up seeing all of the different pictures in the sky “that, one looks like a rabbit “you pointed and he laughed, thanks for coming on the date with me

(you) thanks for asking me rick I got closer to him as he put his arm around me we locked eyes I smiled and kissed his cheek as we carried on looking up at the stars

Daryl:you two spent the date together hunting like he asked you, you got lots of rabbits, but that was it you killed walkers and blood got all over your top you didn't know but daryl did he hated himself for looking, he heard a noise and you both stopped and there it was a deer he thought to himself, that's going to be our lunch he fired his bow and it shot right through the deer's head and it fell on the floor

(you) aww daryl you looked at him and he grunted walking to the deer “help me with this”you both carried it to the car. And off home you went. In the car you looked at your clothes, shit you cried out “what's the matter? “he asked. I'm covered in blood

(daryl) you bound to get messy I said looking at her and then at the blood stain when we got home I took the deer back to hers and started to cut it and cook it, she went to go and get dressed and have a shower then the door opened “(your name) “carol called out, upstairs I called out from the kitchen

(Carol) I walked into the kitchen and Daryl was covered in blood, oh no! I said he looked at me, you aren't going on a date looking like that. Go back to mine and get cleaned up have a bath, he looked shocked by that, I stopped him from cooking shooing him out of the house “fine! “ he said in a huff

Daryl went back to carols and actually had a bath scrubbing under his fingernails washing his hair and smelling nice he walked back to (your name) house walking in and she was out of the shower wearing a top and shorts her long hair was up on a bun, “hay daryl”she said hii,

(you) dinners ready I said and he nodded “you look….. Good” I look good? He nodded seeing blush a little he turned his head away “nice”I smiled at him

After dinner daryl went to where ever he slept as you opened the door you two locked eyes

(daryl) Thanks for tonight…. It Was nice she nodded “it was “ ill see you tomorrow? She smiled at me and nodded

(you) are we getting another date? I asked and he seemed shocked by the question., That shocked he stumbled back a little

(daryl) you wanna go on another date with me? She nodded, I shrugged my shoulders alright , well we will talk tomorrow about it she nodded I moved a little close to her and pressed a quick kiss on her cheek I moved away and not looking at her I walked away, night

Negan:well he would start the day by making you breakfast walking to your room yes he broke into your house whilst you were sleeping. He would be as quiet as possible when he opened the door, seeing your sleeping body in the covers. He put the tray down and sat on your bed moving. Some of your hair away from your face, he called your name softly as. You started to wake up, as you woke up you shot up in shock covering your body he laughed

(you) Negan! what the hell? “made you breakfast “he would say before you could even shout at him you smiled. thanks he nodded getting up and walking out your room, you huff eating and getting ready for the day you went down stairs and he was waiting for you in the living room. When you came into the room he wasted no time in whisking you. Away walking outside with you and into his car driving off you would ask questions to where he was taking you and he would just say wait and see you huff in no time you were there, in the middle of nowhere…..

(negan) He got out and opened the door for you. The weather was nice and sunny, the sky was blue and it was quiet today. He bought a blanket and threw it over the car and jumped onto the front helping you up, so you two just lied there talking and talking as your head rested on his chest and his hand. Wrapped. Around you stroking your arm it was nice just to talk and be normal. Usually you were surviving and forgot how nice it was to talk, you told him about your life and about how good you got it now. He told you stuff about his life before and now, he got off of the car and helped you down he took you home and cooked you dinner as you set the table, lighting the candles you ate and talked more after dinner you both washed up and he went home after you two cuddled upstairs in your bed

Simon: he would get you in your own with him by taking you out of the sanctuary, he likes to do crazy stuff so you two started to kill walkers at random and count he won you, which pissed you off, but you let it go you went back to the sanctuary and got ice cream and played darts in his room which he enjoyed standing behind you. You won him in that game then you two sat on his bed he pulled out some chocolate you smiled at him as you both ate the chocolate when it came to night he took you to the gardens it was cold so he got one if his jackets and wrapped you in it like a baby and held you to his body, you wasn't complaining at all he sat you in between his legs his head resting on you shoulder he told you how he felt about you and asked you to be his girlfriend you if course said yes you felt him smile,

Glenn:it was night time and glenn was out that day and he found marshmallows he opened up your tent and woke you up, which wasn't smart you jump out of your skin and nearly cut him with your knife when you realised it was him you smacked him, not hard but on the shoulder he said he was sorry for scaring you and then he showed you the pack of marshmallows you smiled and got out if your tent and sat near the fire toasting marshmallows as he covered both of you with a blanket just in case you got cold you two whispered to each other about both of your days. You would tell him how you helped cooked dinner for the group and chatted with Carol, he would tell you about how nervous he was about this date you kissed him on the cheek and he blushed, you had your marshmallow and went to bed

Abraham:your first date with Abraham was just you two on watch but you both got called down and someone else took both of your shifts. You went back to his and drank alcohol and told stories. You played cards with him as you both sat down near the fire. When was your first kiss? He asked you

(you) I was 14.i smiled on a cinema date you laugh at the memory it wasn't good the guy who I was with totally missed my lips went to my cheek and then found my lips it was wet…., he laughed hard at that

(Abraham) wow mine was at a school trip and was a dare if I didn't do it the dare was for me to get naked and swim In the lake with the teachers watching no thanks

You two carried on talking and drinking until you both passed out on the floor both of you waking up with sore heads in the morning but it was a great night

Paul Monroe “jesus”:he would get you out of a meeting with gregory to go on a date with him so he walked you to the training patch, he knew that it would be fun to train with you, you changed into something comfy

(you) what is this? I asked he smiled taking his long coat off

(jesus) well I'm going to teach you how to fight you have always said that you wanted to learn so I'm going to teach you, I say picking up one of the kicking pads. Now kick me…..

(you) I never thought that I'll be doing this on our first date but alright, you swung your leg up high to kick the pad which you did perfectly, you did some kicks then that's when he put the pad down “OK tackle me” so you did you threw yourself at him and rolled around in the dirt on the floor you pinned him sitting on his lower parts, he smiled up at you. Ah pinned you, uh…, a little grunt came out of your mouth as he rolled you over you was on top of him again and then it was him he pinned you down again. With your legs over his he held your arms above your head and looked deep into your eyes

(Jesus) looks like I win I say a little out of breath

(you) I looked into his eyes his head resting on mine, yeah looks like you do I move a little lifting up to his lips he smiled at you until both of your heard Gregory's voice you rolled your eyes as he got off of you and helped you up, you thought he would have let go but he didn't he guided you passed gregory to his room he opened the door and on the floor was chocolates, flowers, food, cakes and apple pie you two ate and talked and talked and talked

(jesus) this is the real date I smiled at her he

Dwight:You were shocked at how romantic he was. He led you into one of the big halls in the sanctuary by your hand. He twirled you around and you placed your hands on both of his shoulders. He smiled at you as you two ate, chips and burgers, yes burgers, your favourite food ever! And for dessert was a chocolate fudge cake you ate and so did he making small talk and then, you watched the night go by you felt his fingers brush your mouth “chocolate “he said with a little smile you blush from embarrassment, “this is the best date ever “you said, really? You nodded he felt happy knowing it was the best because it meant everything to him finding that one person and he is so happy that he found you

King ezekiel:You two had a candlelit dinner with soft music playing in the background. You talked and after that you danced, slow danced, then. You two went to watch a show in the theatre he gave you a red rose told you, you looked beautiful you blushed he was blew away from how beautiful you were the light of the night made your eyes shine you blushed from his comment you told him that he looked handsome he smiled at you then after the show he walked you back home you kissed him on the cheek heading inside of your house he was. Still stood there after when you shut your front door he smiled walking home and getting into bed with a smile on his face

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