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Alice | she/her | 24 | France | ASK BOX OPEN | REQUESTS CLOSED | Ko-fi | AO3
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My Forever Follows

I was tagged by @sizzlingcheesecakeglitterbomb. Thanks, love! <3

Here is a big ol’ list of people who I enjoy following and who create/reblog some fabulous content. 

(I’m certain once I post this, I’ll realize I forgot some people, so I apologize in advance!)

Oh my God @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash I’m so honored, thanks for tagging me, I’m fangirling so hard right now!

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So I’m a freak

Can y’all link me to some dark Negan fics like where it’s like some dark kinky shit??? Please and thanks

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chuckyegg7

I don’t really have dark kinky fics, though I have plenty kinky ones here @prettyepiic might know of some dark kinky Negan fics.

prettyepiic

Thanks for the tag @chuckyegg7 :))

I don’t really know of any dark fics bc to me they’re just kinky freaky and delicious, lol. I’ve got some of those as well!

Can anyone else help the poster out?

@jessiellong1987 Is foot fetish freaky enough? Is knife play dark enough? I don’t think so but just in case, here’s some reading...

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The Perks of Being a Wife

Part 5: Rainy Night in Sanctuary

Summary: You wake up in the middle of the night, it’s raining heavily.

Characters: Wife!Reader, Negan

Parings: NeganxWife!Reader

Word count: 630

A/N: Just a short, fluffy drabble because I miss that man…

The constant clamor of rain drops crashing against the glass of the broad windows woke you up. You opened your eyes slowly, shifting position and rearranging your pillow under your head. The temperature had lowered down due to the rain and the room was plunged into near darkness as the moonlight was concealed behind the water curtain.

You let out a content sigh, ready to go back to sleep, about to close your eyes when a white, blueish light filled the room, striking the contour of every object and casting an array of gloomy shadows everywhere around you for just a split of second before vanishing.

You heart sank inside your chest and your body shivered when a roaring noise echoed, making the glass of the windows rattle against the metal frame. You whined in fear and surprise, immediately turning around in the bed to seek comfort and warmth from the sleeping man beside you.

“Negan! Negan, wake up!” you called softly, your voice a mere whisper even though it was filled with worry. “Negan!” you called a bit louder, leaning slightly over your husband and putting your hands flat on his chest to shake him gently.

“Ah! What?” he finally responded, his voice hoarse with sleep, lifting his arms slightly, his eyes frantically searching for you. When his gaze found yours, he relaxed a little, letting his arms fall down to caress the length yours with his large hands. “What’s wrong, Princess?” he asked, the nickname making your heart swell with love.

“Negan, I’m scared…” you said, pouting a little.

“It’s just a fucking thunderstorm, Baby…” he said, surely in disbelief that you could be scared of a thunderstorm at your age. But his words only made you whine and pout more. “C’m’here…” he said with a sigh.

You lay down again to press your face into his hairy chest, taking a deep breath of his scent and feeling the warmth of his skin under your fingertips as your hand rubbed him gently. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to kiss the top of your head a few times. You felt safe in his arms and slowly, fear started seeping away.

And you found yourself thinking then, unable to go back to sleep even in the comfort of your husband’s embrace. It had been on your mind for a few days now, maybe it was the right time? Surely it wasn’t, but you went for it anyways, breaking the silence between you and Negan.

“Negan?” you called his name again, very quiet this time, not wanting to wake him up if he had already fallen asleep. But he let out a soft groan, urging you to continue. “I think I’m pregnant…”

The silence that stretched between the two of you was heavy, making the noise of the rain seem to get louder and louder with each second passing, until he finally spoke.

“We’ll talk about this in the morning. Let’s get some sleep, alright?” he said. You were unable to discern the feelings hidden under his tone of voice, and that made you worry.

“You’re not happy?” you asked, staying absolutely still in his arms, not daring to look up at him. You closed your eyes again, letting out a breath when he kissed your head again, burying his nose into your soft hair to murmur his words to you.

“Baby, I’m the happiest fucking man the damn planet Earth,” he said, his voice soft and filled with love. You couldn’t help but smile at his words, nudging his chest with your nose. “I love you, Princess,” he said, giving you another kiss.

“I love you, Negan,” you responded, your last words before the rain lulled you back into a peaceful slumber.

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Just so you know...

It’s totally okay for you to send me any request you might have (for a fic, a headcanon or even a gif set or something).

It’s super okay to send me messages about anything (through my inbox, on or off anon or in private)

It’s okay for you to tag me in any of your works (fics, drawings... I’d love to see what everyone is up to)

It’s also okay to ask me anytime if you wanna be tagged in any of my works.

This goes for any fandom, SPN, TWD, MCU, FC5...

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Christmas Eve

Summary/Request: Something wakes you up in the middle of the night on Christmas Eve.

Characters: Simon, Reader

Parings: SimonxReader

Word count: 1060

Warnings: None, this is just some Christmas fluff…

A/N: Here’s the piece I wrote for the 24th day of Simon’s Advent Calendar, my prompt was Christmas Eve, I hope you enjoy!

You were woken up by the faint sound of colliding cardboard boxes and the soft ruffling of paper. You tried to emerge from your deep slumber, forcing your heavy eyelids open, taking a look at the empty side of your bed and struggled to sit up as your muscles screamed back in response.

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The Perks of Being a Wife

Part 4: Warmth

Prompt: Cozy Sweater

Summary: Negan comes back early, but you’re nowhere to be seen and the only thing he finds is a pile of sweaters on his bed.

Characters: Negan, Wife!Reader

Parings: NeganxWife!Reader

Word count: 910

Warnings: None, just fluff

Written for @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash’s “Fall Into Negan” Writing Challenge. I really enjoyed doing this, your challenges are always fun, thank you so much, Doll!

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One sentence

I was tagged by the lovely @prettyepiic. Thanks, Doll, this one is just for you! ;)

Here’s a sentence from one of my WIP:

“Alright, buckle up, Goldie!” he said, emphasizing your name, knowing full well how much you hated it, especially when it came from his mouth.

(feel free to ignore this if you’ve already been tagged...)

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A Blast from the Past (Part 4)

Summary: You didn’t know what to expect when you entered that factory, but you sure didn’t expect running into him.

Characters: Reader, Reader’s little sister, Simon, Negan, the Saviors

Pairing: NeganxReader

Word count: 1100

Warnings: Swearing, violence

(Y/L/N) stands for your last name.

You just stood there, staring at the man because at this very moment, you didn’t know what to say. Only one word popped into your mind.

“Coach?”

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Night Gown

The Perks Of Being a Wife: Bonus drabble (500 words)

Written for @i-am-negan-trash, girl these photos inspired me so this is for you (like a gift to thank you for being awesome) Hope you like it!

“You know you can’t live in that thing forever, right…?” Negan asked, looking up from his paperwork, staring at you over his reading glasses. He then looked back at his binder, crossing his legs and leaning back in the black leather couch.

“I can,” you retorted, rolling over on the soft bed to look at your husband.

“(Y/N), it’s a goddamn night gown…” he argued, this time not looking at you.

“I know…” you said, laying on your back and staring at the white ceiling. “But it’s so comfy…” you whined, rolling back and forth on the bed, messing up the sheets and making Negan finally look up again. He tucked his pen between two of his fingers and took his glasses off. He then gave you a warning look and you stopped, staring back at him with wide eyes.

“I don’t fucking want you walking around Sanctuary only dressed in this…” he said, pointing towards your garment with his glasses before putting them back on. “No fucking way.”

“Fine,” your replied, pushing yourself up from the bed to sit on its edge. “Then I’ll stay here forever…” you stated with a cocky grin. Your husband looked up once more, letting out a deep sigh and resting his arm onto the armrest -dropping it, really, as it caused the pen to slip from his hand and fall to the ground.

“Shit,” he muttered under his breath. He did not make a move to pick it up though as he kept staring at you.

“Plus I know you love it, that’s why you brought it back,” you said, standing up and slowly making you way towards Negan. “You love to see me walking around with just this on. You love how it moves up when I walk…” you mumbled, hooking your fingers under the hem of your night gown, pulling it up ever so slightly to reveal more of the soft skin of your thighs. “And you love when I bend over, because you know I’m not wearing a damn thing under it…” you whispered, leaning forward and bending slightly to pick up Negan’s pen.

“Thanks, Baby…” he mumbled as he retrieved his pen from your hand with a smirk, taking a quick look at your full breasts. You smiled back and straightened up. You let out a sigh and shrugged slightly.

“But you know… if you insist, I’ll take it off and get dressed…” you said matter-of-factly, grasping the straps of your gown, ready to pull them down.

“Hands off!” Negan roared with a booming voice and a threatening tone that made you shiver as you stopped dead, swallowing hard.

Negan looked back down at his register and you tried to suppress a grin. You slowly took a step towards him, taking support on the armrest with your hands as you bent down again to lay a gentle kiss on his temple.

“I know you too damn well, Negan…”

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