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xhannahbananax03 · 1 year

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Yours Truly

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Warnings: Light smut

August 21st, 2007

The excited chatter of your mom and dad could be heard seeping through the cracked open window as they talked with Kiara about the other guests that would be attending your nieces 3rd birthday on this warm, sunny afternoon.

All you could do was bite into your lip so hard you nearly pierced the flesh and pray that nobody walked around the side of your sisters home to see you getting ruined by her husband.

His hips continually smacked into the soft flesh of your bottom as he thrusted into you with quick succession, soft moans and groans of his own falling carelessly from his lips, "Shit sweetheart," He cursed under his breath as one of his hands slid down from the back of your neck to the bottom of your spine where he pressed down harder making your back arch and ass raise into the air, "Just like that."

"Joel," You groaned out, attempting to shush him without letting any moans float from your mouth and out the open window right next to your face for your whole family to hear. A particularly hard thrust had you jolting forward, your hips slamming into the washing machine that you were bent over and causing a loud noise, one you were sure your family had heard.

Joel paused his movements as you both stood still, your eyes watching the window carefully for a long moment before the loud laughter of your dad could be heard from a distance and you both let out a sigh of relief.

Joel pulled away from you and you stood up straight, wondering if the fear of being caught had ruined the moment for him and part of you hoped that was the case, not having been keen on the idea of having sex in your sisters home with her husband on their child's birthday, but when you felt his hands gripped back onto you and spinning you around, you knew that wasn't the case.

Joel smashed his lips into yours, causing you to yelp out when his teeth clashed into yours. His hold on your hips tightened as he lifted you up to sit on the washer, reaching down to pull your jeans off of on of your feet so that he could slid in-between your legs and line up his cock with your entrance once more.

His lips never left yours as he swiftly pushed back into you, filling you to the brim as your walls struggled to accommodate him and your nails dug deeply into the firm flesh of his shoulders as you tried to hold yourself still enough to prevent the machine beneath you from moving with the force of his hips slamming into yours.

You swore you heard a knock on the door and pulled back from Joel, his head leaning down to rest on your collarbone as he continued to chase his climax, "Joel," You grabbed onto his arm in hopes of catching his attention long enough to tell him that someone was trying to enter the room.

"Hold on babygirl, 'm almost there," He huffed out, his brows furrowing together in concentration as his free hand reached out to poke at your clit before beginning to rub rough circles over the sensitive bundle of nerves.

The doorknob began to jiggle and you tried your best to shove him away from you, "Joel-" but you were cut off as the door flew open and your severely pissed off sister stood in the doorway.

"You're kidding me," She huffed out, her arms coming to cross over her chest as Joel jumped back and you looked away from her glare in embarrassment and shame, "What the fuck is wrong with you two!" She screamed at you, Joel pulled his boxers back over his hips and zipping his jeans shut, "I swear, just when I thought-" Kiara's voice began to waver and you kept your back to her as you adjusted your clothes, not being able to see the hurt all over her face again, "Get the fuck out of my house."

"Kiara-" Joel tried, taking a step towards his wife as his face paled, but he was cut off with a harsh slap, the force of her hand enough to make his head whip to the side as you finally turned around to access the situation, "I deserve that..." Joel drawled out, rubbing at his cheek tenderly.

Kiara's glare turned towards you as you did your best not to look away from her, "And you," She pointed a shaky finger in your direction and you swallowed hard, "You can stay the hell away from my daughter and I. Permanently." Your mouth opened a little to defend yourself, but she simply turned away and left the room.

You knew what you had been doing with Joel wasn't right, it never had been, but through it all, you had all managed to keep Ashley out of it. She was only 3 but she adored her mom and dad. She adored you and somehow, despite having had a nearly two year long affair with her father, you'd managed to keep the whole thing under wraps.

"You ok?" You asked Joel gently, reaching out to place a comforting hand on his arm when he pulled away from you.

"Yeah. I'm fine," He said simply, looking back to the doorway that once housed your sisters frame before he left and headed straight out to his car, thankful that nobody was in the house to see him.

You watched Joel leave before silently following, wondering why this always had to happen. This most recent affair between the pair of you had been mostly sexual, but you couldn't help but let your feelings for Joel become stronger with each passing day. Part of you knew that Joel had feelings for you too, but he'd never expressed them in the past two years, leaving you to wonder if his feelings for you were even a little romantic.

After quickly grabbing your belongings, you left the home. Joel was nowhere to be found and his car was gone. You were hoping that he'd found his way back to your house, but as you pulled into your driveway and didn't see his car parked anywhere on the street, you knew that he wouldn't be waiting for you inside.

With a sigh, you entered your home, pulling your shoes off and creeping further into the silence. You opted to heading straight for the shower, deciding you needed to clean yourself off before you could get into bed.

Most of your shower was spent crying, thinking over the fact that you'd truly ruined your relationship with your sister this time.

Joel was like a drug to you. Over the last four years there had been at least six times when Joel had cheated on your sister with you and over the last four years you had fallen deeply in love with Joel.

After your shower you crawled into bed, leaving your damp towel wrapped around you as your wet hair pressed into your pillow.

A dip in the bed made you jolt awake, your hair nearly dry now and towel discarded to the floor while you slept, "Just me," A soft murmur came as a warm hand pressed into your cheek, "'s just me," Joel repeated, smoothing his hand over your head as you let out a soft sigh.

"You scared me," You spoke out softly, into the darkness, you wondered what time it was as you looked in the direction of your bedroom window and saw it was dark outside.

"Didn't mean to," Joel said back, just as soft spoken as you were, "Have a nice nap?" He asked, his thumb rubbing soft circles into your cheek and you just nodded your head, your eyes still heavy, "Mind if I spend the night here?"

Your entire body went rigid. In the last two years not one night was spent together, you couldn't risk it. So you couldn't remember at all what it was like to sleep next to Joel, but you supposed he probably had no other place to go. Plus, you'd be getting to spend the night with him. You could pretend, even if only for a few hours, that he was entirely yours, that he wanted to be yours.

"Of course," You finally spoke up, hoping he didn't hear the nervous, yet excited, waver in your voice, "You can stay as long as you'd like." You added, hoping he'd take you up on the offer.

"Thanks darlin'," You could hear the tired smile in his voice as you felt his warmth leave you for a few moments before he was crawling in behind you, his skin warm against yours as his strong arm wrapped over your waist and pulled you back against him, his shirt and pants no longer keeping his body covered from your wandering hands.

You snuggled back against him as you felt his chapped lips caress over the bare skin of your back and you let out a content sigh. For the first time in a long time, you felt like things might be getting better.

You couldn't be more wrong.

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xhannahbananax03 · 1 year

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So... Y'all remember how I said my next series was gonna be with characters I'd already written for before?

Well I lied.

I'm re-writing the whole 7 chapters that I've already written to fit SPOILER ALERT: Joel Miller! In hopes that I'll somewhat sedate my brain that is currently riddled with thoughts of him.

Originally it was going to be Dean Winchester. So if y'all would prefer that please let me know and I guess I will leave it as it is.

#dean winchester #supernatural #fanfiction #angst #fluff #romance #joel miller #joel the last of us #the last of us #tlou #joel x reader #dean winchester x reader #joel miller x reader #dean x reader

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Crazily enough, being on hiatus has sparked some inspiration in me. I've been working on a masterpiece of a series that I plan to post once I am back for all of my lovely readers to hopefully enjoy (but I'm not gonna lie, I don't entirely care if anyone else enjoys it. I have been enjoying the hell out of writing it.)

It's something I've never hinted at writing and to be honest, I didn't really even consider it until the rough draft for the storyline just poured out of me one night and I am super glad I wrote it all down so I know exactly where the story is headed, for now.

I will say that I'm trying to make each chapter at least 3k words, which isn't a lot, but considering my series chapters are usually pretty short, I'm pretty proud of myself for achieving as much as I have for each chapter and not losing interest in it.

I will also say that I have written for the characters in the story, besides the OC's, before and I think you guys are really gonna enjoy it.

Anyways, I will leave you guys to guess what the story will be about and who the characters are, but I think you'll all really like it, in one way or another.

-Hannah

#new fanfic #supernatural #romance #the walking dead series #fluff #angst #fanfiction #fanfic #smut

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Hey y'all...

Today I have some sad news. My account is going on temporary hiatus. I'm not sure how long it will be, but I do plan to come back at some point.

We recently had to put my cat, Tigger to sleep. I had him since I was a little girl, he was my first pet that was actually mine. I chose his name, I took care of him and I raised him up to be an absolute love bug who loved cuddles, headbutts and ear scratches.

Tigger was and still is my best friend and while I know that his body is no longer with us, his spirit will remain with me until I can some day join him again.

Much love to everyone, thank you for your understanding 💛

-Hannah

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#incredible

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xhannahbananax03 · 1 year

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Of course honey! Thank you so much for reading. I'm not sure if there's going to be more parts to this one but I will be sure to add you to my Negan taglist!

Play House Part 2

Pairing: Negan x Reader, Daryl x Reader

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Words: 5.2k

Warnings: Smut, Angst

Y/n couldn't believe the direction her life took when she was taken by Negan. A few long months had passed, Daryl had been released from this place shortly before Y/n brought her child into the world and it hurt her to think about how he didn't get to be there while she gave birth.

Amy, her self proclaimed daughter, was growing like a weed. It hadn't taken long for Y/n to accept the baby as her own and fall in love with her in a special kind of way and when DJ came along, the young pair quickly bonded. Seeming to be most at peace when near each other.

It was now winter outside, snow covering the ground as more rained down with every day. Y/n had waited and waited for Daryl to come to her rescue and she was sure he still would, he was just waiting for the right opportunity... At least that's what she kept telling herself.

Besides the loneliness she felt on a daily basis, she found herself getting closer to some of the people here at the Sanctuary, especially Negan weirdly enough. She had come to find that he was kind and giving towards her when they were alone, but in front of 'his people' he had a totally different attitude, he practically trotted her around like a piece of arm candy while she wore a deep frown on her face.

She had been set up with her own room, her belongings slowly building with time and it was almost like she was back to living in the past, before everything went sideways. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't extremely comfortable and well taken care of. The only downside? She had enemies here.

Most of Negan's "wives" despised Y/n. She was taking away from them in their eyes and not doing a single thing for the things she was constantly given. She has mentioned it to Negan himself at one point after she found a note taped to her door reading ' You should sleep with one eye open tonight bitch' with a kiss print on the corner of the note, but after she had brought it up, Negan promised to talk to the other women, telling Y/n that 'Ill take care of it. Nobody is going to threaten a mother under my watch.'

Y/n knew that wasn't necessarily true. Seeing how everyone got treated here no matter if they were a mother or not told her that, but she didn't argue with Negan and since then she hadn't received anything more than dirty looks from anyone.

A knock came to her door and Y/n lifted her head from staring down at her son that she was currently breast feeding for the fourth time today, "Uh, just a minute!" She called out, grabbing the blanket Negan had given her from the corner of the couch to throw over herself and her baby, "Alright, I'm good!"

Negan cracked the door open and poked his head inside, smirking over at her where she sat leaning into the couch and holding her son close, "Hey," He smiled wider, welcoming himself into her space and shutting the door behind himself. Before he said anything more, he moved over to the crib that Amy was sat in, looking up at her mobile, another gift that Negan had brought home for the little 'family' that he had put together, "Hello beautiful," He grinned down at her, reaching down to pick her up gently.

Y/n watched him closely, still not fully trusting him with her kids, but she would once again be lying if she said that she didn't notice how good he was with the kids and they both absolutely adored him, getting a kick out of all the silly noises and faces he'd make while playing with them. He would make a good dad.

Y/n shook the thought and her smile away before he turned around to look at her, "And hello to you to gorgeous," He smiled over at her, rocking Amy in his arms while he moved to sit next to Y/n on the couch, "Hows the little man doin'?" Negan asked curiously, grabbing the corner of Y/n's blanket, attempting to pull it back before she slapped his hand away and gave him a glare.

Negan chuckled deeply and pulled back, "I was just trying to get a look at him," He shrugged, leaning back himself to get more comfortable where he sat while he looked over Amy, gently tracing his finger over her cheek, making her giggle softly.

"Uhuh. Sure," Y/n shook her head, adjusting the blanket further over her shoulder. It was no secret to her or anyone else the liking Negan had taken to her. In fact, he was quite vocal about it. Reminding her at every chance that he was the sole reason that she was so comfortable. Reminding her that he did owe her for not putting a hand on her husband. Telling her how badly he wanted her and Y/n at a few points during her stay here almost fell for his charm.

"So listen," Negan started, looking over at Y/n as she looked back at him with a raised brow, "The sanctuary is doing a sort of party tonight for Christmas," He told her and she nodded her head, remembering how Sherry had mentioned something like that to her earlier in the week.

Y/n actually liked Sherry. She was the only one of Negan's wife that couldn't give a fuck less about Negan or his status, but she had a sick sister that she needed to take care of and the only way she could get the kinds of resources that she needed was to agree to 'marry' Negan.

"I want you to attend it with me," Negan told her, making her give him a skeptical look. This wasn't his first attempt to ask her out on a date and she was sure it wouldn't be his last, "I've already told Sherri to watch the little ones," He said, nodding towards DJ, making Y/n's eyes roll.

"No, Negan," She declined him once more, gazing back down at her son, "I'm alright, but thank you," She added, knowing she still couldn't be too snarky with the man.

"Oh I wasn't askin'," He smirked at her, moving to set Amy back down in her crib and Y/n took the moment to lay her son on the couch next to her and cover herself up before Negan turned back around to look at her, "Plus, you get somethin' out of it too sweetheart."

"Oh?" This peaked her interest a little as she moved to lay her son down in the bedside bassinet she had that was right next to Amy's crib. Before she could move away, Negan was grabbing her wrist, making her stop and look up at him with a confused look.

"I'll take you and DJ to see Daryl," He told her with a serious look on his face, making her mouth gape open and he reached out to trace his thumb over her full bottom lip while she stared up at Negan in amazement.

"W-What?" She asked, swallowing hard and turning her body to face him fully and he did the same, keeping her wrist in his one hand while his other rested against the side of her neck, his thumb rubbing over her throat, giving her a look she'd never seen from him before. He looked, sad?

"Well, it's Christmas Y/n and I don't hate Daryl like I do Rick," He scowled a little at the mention of her former leader, "Daryl's a fighter," Negan nodded his head, looking a little lost in thought, "I think he has a right to meet his son."

Y/n was at a loss for words, "Do you mean it?" She asked hopefully, her eyes lighting up at the thought of seeing Daryl again. Negan just simply nodded his head and this filled Y/n with excitement.

Not knowing what else to do she happily jumped into Negan's arms, giving him a big hug and a peck on the neck, which made the larger man blush deeply.

Negan wasn't the type to get flustered, but after months of trying for Y/n and being denied by her, he never expected this reaction from her. So slowly, he wrapped his arms around her too before burying his nose in her neck, taking in the sweet smell of her for the first and last time.

Y/n soon realized what she was doing and remembered who this man was making her quickly pull back and clear her throat, "Well, thank you Negan. I'm looking forward to it," She responded nonchalantly, partially fearful that if she were to be too hopeful, the opportunity would be ripped from her.

"Of course, darlin'," Negan smirked, schooling his face back into it's naturally cocky demeanor before she had time to recognize any other kind of look that would give his feelings, his anxiety and sadness, away.

"Anyways," He continued, moving towards the door once more, "I've got some shit to take care of, so I will be seeing you tonight," He promised her, sending her a wink before swiftly stepping out of her room, taking a moment to collect himself before starting his path back to the main room of The Sanctuary.

Y/n stood alone in her room, trying desperately to figure out what was going on and she prayed it wasn't some kind of plot to get something out of her family.

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The time finally came when Negan knocked on her door, running his fingers through his hair as he waited for her to answer. He was dressed in his usual attire, except everything was just nicer. He was wearing his nice jeans along with a new, clean t-shirt, he had his leather jacket cleaned up and to top it off, his usual red silk scarf wrapped around his neck.

Y/n opened the door while slipping on her heels that Sherry had dropped off with a dress earlier when she had stopped by to grab her kids. When Y/n looked up to see Negan, it was safe to say that both of their breaths were taken away.

Y/n had seen him many times in this attire, but without the stains and tears on everything and with his face and hair freshly washed, he looked very different from how he normally did.

Negan couldn't take his eyes off of her as he slowly looked her up and down, he had ordered Sherry to take her something nice to wear, but he had never seen her dolled up how she was and he had to take a deep breath to keep himself calm.

She wore a knee length, tight, black dress that was off the shoulders with a heart shaped neckline, showing her cleavage just enough. She had paired it with a wrap around, lace shawl and a silver necklace and had black heels on to match her dress. Her hair was wrapped up in a loose bun, strands of perfectly curled hair hanging down to frame her perfectly done up face.

"Wow..." The both muttered at the same time, pulling a nervous laugh from the pair as the finally took their eyes off each other.

"Y/n you look... You look perfect," Negan told her honestly and she flicked her eyes back up to his, never before having heard him speak so softly.

"I could say the same about you," She shrugged shyly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and Negan smiled down at her, sticking his arm out for her to take which she did hesitantly.

Negan pulled her from the room and she shut her door behind her before allowing him to lead her out to the main room where all the festivities were taking place. It wasn't much, but there was a tree decorated by popcorn on strings and dried fruit in the corner and the lunch tables were covered in food and trinkets that people had made and were "selling" as gifts.

Negan led her over to the landing that gave her a perfect view of everyone down below as he grabbed his bat, instantly making her uncomfortable, and tapped it against the railing to catch the attention of everyone and the room got eeriely quite as everyone stared up at Negan and his date.

Negan stood silently for a minute before smiling and raising his hand up in the air, "Merry Christmas everyone!" He shouted out joyfully and everyone began to clap. Y/n was only mildly used to Negan's speeches and it seemed that no one ever gave any kind of reaction except for applause, "In the name of the season..." Negan began again, causing everyone to fa silent, "All food will be completely free for tonight!" And this caused a bit more of an uproar, some people whistling or shouting with joy and Y/n couldn't help but smile a little.

Negan waved everyone off and the music started back up as the people went back to what they were doing, "That's kind of you," Y/n praised quietly, giving his arm a little squeeze and Negan couldn't help but to smile brighter.

Once they reached the main floor, the pair wandered around, saying hello to some of the people and looking over all the different things that people were selling. They came across a table covered in old Christmas cards that someone had found out on a run and was selling them for one point each.

Y/n was distracted looking over some of them with a smile, allowing herself to feel like she was back in a time where walkers never existed when Negan held a card in front of her face with two fingers.

She looked over at him with a raised brow and he just grinned, gesturing for her to take it, which she did before looking over the front of the card which immediately made her laugh and Negan looked pleased with her reaction.

On the front of the card there were two t-rexs, one standing behind the other that was bent over and it read, ' Thanks for all the roargasms! Love, Negan' Y/n couldn't help but smile at the ridiculousness of it and she looked over at him with a smile, "Did you get this for me, Negan?" She asked curiously, already knowing the answer but wanting a reaction from him.

He just shrugged his shoulders and tilted his head from side to side, "Well it's great, thank you," She smiled up at him and for the second time that day, leaned up to kiss him on the cheek.

The events carried on, Negan and Y/n being the 'celebrity guest judges' for the gingerbread house contest that the kids participate in and Y/n had to admit that this was the most fun she had had since this whole apocalypse started and she knew that alot of the fun was thanks to Negan.

As the night went on, slowly the children were taken to bed and the adults began to have fun of their own. Barrels of homemade wine being brought out and the tables being moved around, allowing a space for couples to dance to the live Christmas music being played. Y/n still couldn't believe that a small group of the people here consisted of a band that could play instruments, but she supposed that bands did exist before everything happened.

"Would you like to dance?" Negan asked her with a smirk as he reached out his hand for her. She had been sitting, enjoying watching all the people dance while being dressed up. It was all so normal, she really loved it and she began to wonder if this could ever be her normal.

She looked up at him with a nervous smile, taking another sip of her wine before shaking her head, "I cannot dance," She huffed out, which was true. She embarrassed herself on the dance floor in highschool and never really partner danced again.

"Oh c'mon sweetheart," Negan rolled his eyes, "Does it really looks like half of these people know how to dance?" He asked a rhetorical question as he pointed to the dance floor where some people were even struggling to stay upright, "Just one dance."

Negan pouted down at her, giving his best attempt at 'puppy dog eyes' and it definitely work because Y/n rolled her eyes and finally slid her hand into his.

He smiled triumphantly before leading her to the dance floor. He place a hand over the small of her back as she placed her hand softly on his bicep while he gently grabbed her other hand and began to slow dance with her.

Negan was very smooth on the dance floor and Y/n couldn't help but wonder who he was before this new world took over. With a sigh, she leaned her heavy head on his chest and Negan's happiness just swelled evermore, "Negan?" She asked softly to which he replied with a simple hum, "Who were you?"

Negan's movements faltered slightly but he tried his best to not show any emotion towards the question. His past was a touchy subject that he had never really opened up to anyone about, "Why do you ask?"

"Well, you're a very good dancer," She said honestly and Negan let out an uncomfortable chuckle, "Did you dance before all this happened?" She asked, looking up at him, their faces just centimeters away from each other and he had to swallow down hard.

"I guess you could say Ive danced before," He shrugged, trying not to give too much away, but also not wanting to lie to this woman. At first when Negan took her, he really did just need her to raise Amy long enough until he could start taking care of her, but with time he found himself infatuated with her. He wanted to know her, he wanted to be around her, he wanted her.

Y/n stared up at him for a moment while they slightly shuffled along the dance floor, an unspoken tension between the pair as she really saw him. Negan was extremely attractive and besides the awful things he had done, he was good to her, he took care of her and as much as she hated it, Y/n liked him. She liked being around him.

Slowly, she leaned up towards him and he looked down at her with wide, nervous eyes, she had never seen him like this before and she was intrigued. Gently, she brushed her lips up against his and when she felt no response she pulled away, looking at him confused when she saw him frozen to his spot, a deep blush taking over his face.

Negan didn't know what he was doing. He had wanted this for so long, but knowing that this would be their last day together made him hesitant. He was scared that if he let himself have her, he wouldn't be able to let her go when he needed to.

But he was a man, a man with needs that consisted of needing Y/n, even if it was only once. So against his better judgement, he reached up and wrapped his hand around the back of her neck, roughly pulling her to him and smashing his lips down onto hers. In the moment, neither of them cared who watched them basically make out, they were lost in each other.

Kicking open the door to his room, he led her inside, hardly ever pulling his mouth from hers and he held tightly onto her, scared that if he let go, she'd slip away from him, "Negan..." She moaned out softly against his lips, her small hands holding onto the lapels of his jacket as she pushed him further into the room.

Pulling away from her for a split second caused an awful ache in his chest, but he needed to be freed from the tight restraints of his jacket, he needed to be able to feel the warmth of her body against his. Once his jacket was off, he quickly move back to her, kissing her over and over again, not caring one bit if her lipstick was smeared all over the both of them.

Y/n was starstruck with how she was feeling, how Negan was making her feel. She whimpered out as she roughly kneaded her breasts through the thin material of her dress. She wasn't able to find a bra, so when he tugged the fabric further down her shoulders, a growl escaped him as he was immediately greeted by the sight of them, "Jesus..." He mumbled before quickly lowering down and taking one of them into his mouth, swirling his tongue around her nipple before giving it a gently tug with his teeth.

She curled her fingers into his mussed hair, letting out soft groans at the zings of pleasure coursing through her at his actions. Y/n was not used to this kind of attention, while Daryl was a great lover he was just that, a lover. There was definitely passion between the both of them, but Daryl had always kept things pretty vanilla.

Y/n was only 19 when the apocalypse started and 20 when she met Daryl, as hard as she tried to hide it, she was still a virgin and after so long of trying to convince Daryl to be her first, he finally gave it to her and she had never been with another man since.

Negan stood to his full height, kissing her again before leading her to his bed and pushing her to sit down on it. He quickly pulled off his scarf before ripping his shirt off and Y/n swore that she drooled a little at the sight of him. He was firm and tan, his v-line running deep as it pointed to the place she so desperately wanted, dark curly hair over his stomach and a tattoo over his chest.

She watched him kneel down before her and he grabbed her foot to rest it on his knee, leaning forward, he began kissing from the inside of her knee down to her ankle and Y/n's breath was definitely caught in her throat. Daryl never does this. A little voice whispered in her head and she quickly shook it off, she couldn't think about Daryl right now. Not when this perfect specimen of a man was kneeled before her, worshipping her body in an entirely new way.

He slowly untied her heels from her ankles and slid them off of her, sliding his hands up her legs and under her dress, landing on her thighs and squeezing them softly while he leaned in over her, his hot, wet lips tracing over her neck as she laid back into the bed, his one knee between her legs while his other was sitting next to her hip to keep himself balanced.

Y/n couldn't help the soft cry's and pleas as he licked and nipped at her skin and squeezed his warm, rough hands over her flesh, "Goddamn," Negan groaned out, resting his head for a moment over her chest while he reached down to adjust himself in his pants, "You're hotter than fuck," He told her, sucking at the top of her breast before running his finger tips up the inside of her thigh.

She shivered as she felt him getting closer to her center that she was sure was soaked by now. You've never been soaked before. That little voice spoke up again and internally she was having a war with herself. She knew this little voice was trying to convince her to stay here at The Sanctuary with Negan, but she simply blamed all of this on the wine and continued to let him work her over.

"Fuck," Negan groaned out once his fingers swept over her pantie covered pussy, feeling a dampness through the fabric, "You're wet as hell darlin'," He said in an almost teasing tone as he looked up at her and she looked away from him with a deep blush, "Hey," He called out, grabbing her chin and forcing her to look at him, "You keep your eyes on me. Got it?"

She nodded her head and he glared a little, slapping her most sensitive parts which made her jump with an excited moan, "What was that?" He asked as she looked up at him with wide eyes, "You speak when spoken to."

"O-ok..." She mumbled out. She couldn't believe he had just slapped her there, but furthermore, she couldn't believe how much she liked it.

Negan grinned down at her, a hungry look on his face as he slid his hand back in over her heat, leaning down to hammer his lips over hers repeatedly as he began to swirl the tips of his fingers over her clothed clit.

It came to a point where Y/n was sat, her dress pulled up under her ass, with her legs spread wide for him, gripping tightly onto his wrist tightly to keep him where she needed him. She was gasping against his mouth as he kept his lips barely against hers, watching her with lust-filled eyes as she whimpered and moaned for him.

"Negan I-" She cut herself off with a gasp and trembled slightly as she came closer and closer to her climax.

"Cum for me baby," He read her perfectly, burying his face in her neck and biting into her flesh making her cry out loudly as she came undone behind her panties, "That's it..." Negan breathed out shallowly while he soothed the bite mark on her neck with gentle kisses, allowing her to come down from her high before pulling his hand away and standing above her.

"Scoot back on the bed," He demanded and without skipping a beat, she lifted herself up onto shaky arms and pulled herself back further onto the bed while she watched him carefully.

He hissed out as he rubbed over his erection through his pants, watching Y/n closely for any kind of reaction and he smirked when he saw her eyes trained carefully on his crotch as he felt himself, her pearly teeth biting into her full lip.

Negan had no idea how she managed to maintain herself so well throughout a whole apocalypse and even now, with her hair tangled and lipstick smeared over her mouth, she didn't look anything less than perfect.

"You're fucking beautiful, doll," Negan vocalized his thoughts and she looked up at him with a blush, his hand slowly sliding up to undo the button on his pants.

Y/n sat up onto her knees and moved to the edge of the bed, slowly pulling her dress from her body to reveal herself to him, "And you're devastatingly handsome," She told him honestly, feeling bold. What would Daryl and Glenn think about that?

The little voice chimed in again and this one hit her hard. She hadn't forgotten about what Negan had done to her friend and husband and the memories rushing in filled her with guilt, "What's wrong?" Negan asked softly, seeing the expression on her face had changed from flirtatious to sad in a second.

He stood before her, only in his boxers and grabbed her jaw softly between his fingers, "Do you want to stop?" He asked curiously and he saw her thinking for a moment before slowly shaking her head 'no'. But that look on her face made him hesitant to continue, so instead he sat next to her and pulled her littler form into his lap, holding her close and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, "What's going on in the pretty head of yours?"

Y/n sat quietly for a moment, wondering if she should bring up her thoughts. She was almost sure it would ruin the mood for the both of them, but maybe that was necessary.

"I can't stop think about what you did..." She mumbled out softly, too afraid to look him in his eyes. She was frightened that he'd react, that he'd become violent, but all he did was sit there silently.

She finally looked up at him and he was just looking straight ahead, seemingly through the wall while he was trapped in his thoughts, "Negan...?" The calling of his name, finally made him look down at the vulnerable and hurt woman in his arms. The woman that he hurt.

"We shouldn't be doing this," Negan shook his head, standing with her in his arms before setting her back down on the bed and turning to grab his pants and start pulling them back on.

"Negan?" She asked, standing and approaching him from behind but he simply ignored her as he buttoned his jeans back up, "Negan," She said more firmly this time and he cut her a look over his shoulder that made her take a step back. In a moment he had reverted back to the same, cold Negan that had greeted her that night out in the middle of nowhere.

"Get your dress back on," He told her, grabbing up his shirt, "You're going back to your room."

Y/n didn't like the tone he was taking with her but slipped her dress back on anyways, not wanting to have an argument with him while her breasts were out, "Don't talk to me like that Negan. If you don't want to fuck me you can just say that and I will happily walk myself back to my room," She spit out with venom in her tone. She didn't know why she was acting this way. Maybe it was anger towards his attitude, but it was likely that her feelings had been hurt and her hopes dampened. She had been having such a good time all day and this interaction just soiled it and reminded her of all the reasons why she wanted to go home.

Negan just scoffed and shook his head before dropping down on the couch and pointing to his door, "Then I don't want to fuck you," He said with a blank expression, "Now get out."

Y/n stared at him, her bottom lip trembling a little as the pair both tried to keep their true emotions in check, "For a minute there Negan, you really had me fooled," She huffed out, grabbing her shoes up and not bothering to put them on, "I thought maybe, just maybe, you weren't the bad guy you want everyone to think you are," And with that, she was out of his room, slamming his door behind her.

When she was gone and he was alone, he dropped his head into his hands, "Way to fuck it up," Negan groaned out quietly to himself. The truth was, when she had reminded him of the things he did that hurt her, he reminded himself of all the fucked up things he's done to get where he's at today.

He's needlessly killed, he's hurt the innocent, he even took away the free will of his people to an extent. Negan was a bad person and Y/n... Wasn't. He needed to be reminded of that to get her away from him, to keep her away from him and not taint her with his sickness.

If he could just go back in time and undo this whole fucked up mess he would in a heartbeat if it meant guaranteeing a spot in Y/n's heart.

Taglist:

Team Daryl/Norman: @ynreaderlol

Team Jeffery/Negan/John: @naughtyneganjdm @be-my-dear

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xhannahbananax03 · 1 year

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"Your touch has been burned to my skin,

Your words carved to my mind,

Your love etched to my heart,

As your life departed from mine."

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xhannahbananax03 · 1 year

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As a writer I will definitely be coming back to this

Words to replace said, except this actually helps

I got pretty fed up with looking for words to replace said because they weren’t sorted in a way I could easily use/find them for the right time. So I did some myself.

IN RESPONSE TO Acknowledged Answered Protested

INPUT/JOIN CONVERSATION/ASK Added Implored Inquired Insisted Proposed Queried Questioned Recommended Testified

GUILTY/RELUCTANCE/SORRY Admitted Apologized Conceded Confessed Professed

FOR SOMEONE ELSE Advised Criticized Suggested

JUST CHECKING Affirmed Agreed Alleged Confirmed

LOUD Announced Chanted Crowed

LEWD/CUTE/SECRET SPY FEEL Appealed Disclosed Moaned

ANGRY FUCK OFF MATE WANNA FIGHT Argued Barked Challenged Cursed Fumed Growled Hissed Roared Swore

SMARTASS Articulated Asserted Assured Avowed Claimed Commanded Cross-examined Demanded Digressed Directed Foretold Instructed Interrupted Predicted Proclaimed Quoted Theorized

ASSHOLE Bellowed Boasted Bragged

NERVOUS TRAINWRECK Babbled Bawled Mumbled Sputtered Stammered Stuttered

SUAVE MOTHERFUCKER Bargained Divulged Disclosed Exhorted

FIRST OFF Began

LASTLY Concluded Concurred

WEAK PUSY Begged Blurted Complained Cried Faltered Fretted

HAPPY/LOL Cajoled Exclaimed Gushed Jested Joked Laughed

WEIRDLY HAPPY/EXCITED Extolled Jabbered Raved

BRUH, CHILL Cautioned Warned

ACTUALLY, YOU’RE WRONG Chided Contended Corrected Countered Debated Elaborated Objected Ranted Retorted

CHILL SAVAGE Commented Continued Observed Surmised

LISTEN BUDDY Enunciated Explained Elaborated Hinted Implied Lectured Reiterated Recited Reminded Stressed

BRUH I NEED U AND U NEED ME Confided Offered Urged

FINE Consented Decided

TOO EMO FULL OF EMOTIONS Croaked Lamented Pledged Sobbed Sympathized Wailed Whimpered

JUST SAYING Declared Decreed Mentioned Noted Pointed out Postulated Speculated Stated Told Vouched

WASN’T ME Denied Lied

EVIL SMARTASS Dictated Equivocated Ordered Reprimanded Threatened

BORED Droned Sighed

SHHHH IT’S QUIET TIME Echoed Mumbled Murmured Muttered Uttered Whispered

DRAMA QUEEN Exaggerated Panted Pleaded Prayed Preached

OH SHIT Gasped Marveled Screamed Screeched Shouted Shrieked Yelped Yelled

ANNOYED Grumbled Grunted Jeered Quipped Scolded Snapped Snarled Sneered

ANNOYING Nagged

I DON’T REALLY CARE BUT WHATEVER Guessed Ventured

I’M DRUNK OR JUST BEING WEIRDLY EXPRESSIVE FOR A POINT/SARCASM Hooted Howled Yowled

I WONDER Pondered Voiced Wondered

OH, YEAH, WHOOPS Recalled Recited Remembered

SURPRISE BITCH Revealed

IT SEEMS FAKE BUT OKAY/HA ACTUALLY FUNNY BUT I DON’T WANT TO LAUGH OUT LOUD Scoffed Snickered Snorted

BITCHY Tattled Taunted Teased

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xhannahbananax03 · 1 year

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@naughtyneganjdm as my favorite Negan writer I needed to show you this post in hopes that you still do requests.. if not that's totally fine, just figured it was worth a shot 💛

Ok hear me out... Cowboy/Ranch hand Negan x Farmers Daughter

Here's some gifs to put someone in the mood to write this before I have to

#jeffery dean morgan smut #jeffery #jdmporn #negan x reader #negan smut #negan #cowboy #ranch hand #farmers daughter

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xhannahbananax03 · 1 year

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Ok hear me out... Cowboy/Ranch hand Negan x Farmers Daughter

Here's some gifs to put someone in the mood to write this before I have to

#jeffery dean morgan smut #jeffery #jdmporn #negan x reader #negan smut #negan #cowboy #ranch hand #farmers daughter

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xhannahbananax03 · 1 year

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"Fuck you, my child is fine"

your child is bingewatching every movie dean has referenced

#dean and movies #supernatural #you’re one helluva queue #dean winchester

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