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thewalkingdead-imagines:

Imagine for episode 4 of season 10

Summary: After Negan and the reader finally get to enjoy some of his freedom within the community, the night in which he saves Lydia from her attackers and accidentally kills Margo threatens to turn their little idyll into hell on earth.

the last part /all other previous parts
(You don’t have to read any previous parts to understand the plot! Hope you all like it and enjoy reading)

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Rough fingertips ran along your spine, up and down as you cuddled your head into the soft pillow, hugging it loosely before you glimpsed at the man beside you. He grinned at you, the hazel eyes lightening up in the warm midday sun as he shifted towards you, groaning contently as soon as he moved close enough to cuddle his bare chest against the side of your back.
“Those breaks keep gettin’ better”, he mumbled, the mix of a big smile and his signature smirk palpable as he pressed a kiss to your shoulder, before nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck, holding you a little tighter than before.
You hummed in agreement, smiling to yourself as you leaned closer into his touch.
Yeah, those breaks really kept getting better.
Couple days had passed since the meet up with Alpha at the border and the waves of walkers had stopped soon after, and you used the breaks with Negan as much as you could since you got them back.
It was like a little break from reality, a time bubble only reserved for you and with each and every second in it at your own disposal. Sometimes you ended up just like now, a tangle of limbs underneath the sheets or slumped against each other and panting heavily in the shower. Other times you just laid curled up together on the bed, simply napping together or chatting a little here and there, enjoying the luxury of being able to get sprawled out as much as you liked on that big bed before heading down to cook.
It was heavenly, really.
“I could just keep on laying’ here all fucking day, just like that”, Negan mumbled, holding you tighter as he nuzzled his nose a little more into your skin, brushing his beard against it until a small laugh left your lips.
“Mhmm me too”, you mumbled, smiling softly as he pressed another kiss against your neck, motivating you to slowly turn around to take a look at him and damn, that was one hell of a view.
He glanced down at you, that mix of a grin and a smile growing wider, showing his dimples underneath the salt and pepper stubble as some loose black hair strands dropped into his face.
“Goddamn addictive”, he chuckled, pulling you a little closer as he leaned down  to press warm kisses onto the sensitive skin underneath your collarbones and up your neck, a wide heartfelt smile taking over the grin as he nuzzled his nose into the crook of your shoulder before a content hum fell from his lips.
“Mhmm my big ol’ softie”, you teased as you wrapped your arms around him, burying one hand in his hair to caress your fingers through it as he let out a small groan.
“Softie? Try to tell that to your pussy after that fuck”, he chuckled, the tone in his voice playful as he dove back out of the curve of your neck and gave your waist a teasing squeeze, watching you squirm a little as he grinned at you.
“Oh you know what I mean”, you laughed softly, stroking your hand through his hair  as you mirrored his grin,”I love that rough and hard as nails badass side just as much.”
“Yeah, think I heard that”, he teased, cockily raising his brows as you shoved his chest with a laugh, only to flinch slightly as he reached down your body to tease his fingertips over the small marks he had left on the inside of your thighs.
“Fuck, Negan”, you mumbled, eliciting a thick chuckle to fall from his lips as he reached back up, cupping your waist before he leaned down, smoothing his body against yours until he pressed against you and let his head fall into the curve of your neck, just like before. He hummed deeply, enough to let his chest rumble against you as you hugged him back and buried your hand back into hair, running down until your could circle your fingertips over the nape of his neck. You closed your eyes, holding the big man tight as his weight pressed a little in on you and his warm breath ghosted over the side over your neck  before his deep voice sounded a little muffled through to you, “Fuckin’ heaven.”
You softly chuckled, holding him a little tighter for a while until a grumble rumbled through your stomach.
“Well shit, sounds like someone’s hungry”, he mumbled, a wide grin spreading across his face as he lifted his face up, while a roguish glance filled his eyes as he leaned a little closer in, “Well then lets get ya some of Daddy’s spaghetti.”
“Wow”, you chuckled as you gave his shoulder another small shove, only getting him to look more suggestively at you before he let out a deep chuckle and forced himself to sit up.
“C’mon, we gotta get up or you can bet that sweet ass of yours that I won’t let you get outta that bed so fast again.”

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thewalkingdead-imagines:

Imagine for episode 4 of season 10

Summary: After Negan and the reader finally get to enjoy some of his freedom within the community, the night in which he saves Lydia from her attackers and accidentally kills Margo threatens to turn their little idyll into hell on earth.

the last part /all other previous parts
(You don’t have to read any previous parts to understand the plot! Hope you all like it and enjoy reading)

image

Rough fingertips ran along your spine, up and down as you cuddled your head into the soft pillow, hugging it loosely before you glimpsed at the man beside you. He grinned at you, the hazel eyes lightening up in the warm midday sun as he shifted towards you, groaning contently as soon as he moved close enough to cuddle his bare chest against the side of your back.
“Those breaks keep gettin’ better”, he mumbled, the mix of a big smile and his signature smirk palpable as he pressed a kiss to your shoulder, before nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck, holding you a little tighter than before.
You hummed in agreement, smiling to yourself as you leaned closer into his touch.
Yeah, those breaks really kept getting better.
Couple days had passed since the meet up with Alpha at the border and the waves of walkers had stopped soon after, and you used the breaks with Negan as much as you could since you got them back.
It was like a little break from reality, a time bubble only reserved for you and with each and every second in it at your own disposal. Sometimes you ended up just like now, a tangle of limbs underneath the sheets or slumped against each other and panting heavily in the shower. Other times you just laid curled up together on the bed, simply napping together or chatting a little here and there, enjoying the luxury of being able to get sprawled out as much as you liked on that big bed before heading down to cook.
It was heavenly, really.
“I could just keep on laying’ here all fucking day, just like that”, Negan mumbled, holding you tighter as he nuzzled his nose a little more into your skin, brushing his beard against it until a small laugh left your lips.
“Mhmm me too”, you mumbled, smiling softly as he pressed another kiss against your neck, motivating you to slowly turn around to take a look at him and damn, that was one hell of a view.
He glanced down at you, that mix of a grin and a smile growing wider, showing his dimples underneath the salt and pepper stubble as some loose black hair strands dropped into his face.
“Goddamn addictive”, he chuckled, pulling you a little closer as he leaned down  to press warm kisses onto the sensitive skin underneath your collarbones and up your neck, a wide heartfelt smile taking over the grin as he nuzzled his nose into the crook of your shoulder before a content hum fell from his lips.
“Mhmm my big ol’ softie”, you teased as you wrapped your arms around him, burying one hand in his hair to caress your fingers through it as he let out a small groan.
“Softie? Try to tell that to your pussy after that fuck”, he chuckled, the tone in his voice playful as he dove back out of the curve of your neck and gave your waist a teasing squeeze, watching you squirm a little as he grinned at you.
“Oh you know what I mean”, you laughed softly, stroking your hand through his hair  as you mirrored his grin,”I love that rough and hard as nails badass side just as much.”
“Yeah, think I heard that”, he teased, cockily raising his brows as you shoved his chest with a laugh, only to flinch slightly as he reached down your body to tease his fingertips over the small marks he had left on the inside of your thighs.
“Fuck, Negan”, you mumbled, eliciting a thick chuckle to fall from his lips as he reached back up, cupping your waist before he leaned down, smoothing his body against yours until he pressed against you and let his head fall into the curve of your neck, just like before. He hummed deeply, enough to let his chest rumble against you as you hugged him back and buried your hand back into hair, running down until your could circle your fingertips over the nape of his neck. You closed your eyes, holding the big man tight as his weight pressed a little in on you and his warm breath ghosted over the side over your neck  before his deep voice sounded a little muffled through to you, “Fuckin’ heaven.”
You softly chuckled, holding him a little tighter for a while until a grumble rumbled through your stomach.
“Well shit, sounds like someone’s hungry”, he mumbled, a wide grin spreading across his face as he lifted his face up, while a roguish glance filled his eyes as he leaned a little closer in, “Well then lets get ya some of Daddy’s spaghetti.”
“Wow”, you chuckled as you gave his shoulder another small shove, only getting him to look more suggestively at you before he let out a deep chuckle and forced himself to sit up.
“C’mon, we gotta get up or you can bet that sweet ass of yours that I won’t let you get outta that bed so fast again.”

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thewalkingdead-imagines:

Imagine for episode 4 of season 10

Summary: After Negan and the reader finally get to enjoy some of his freedom within the community, the night in which he saves Lydia from her attackers and accidentally kills Margo threatens to turn their little idyll into hell on earth.

the last part /all other previous parts
(You don’t have to read any previous parts to understand the plot! Hope you all like it and enjoy reading)

image

Rough fingertips ran along your spine, up and down as you cuddled your head into the soft pillow, hugging it loosely before you glimpsed at the man beside you. He grinned at you, the hazel eyes lightening up in the warm midday sun as he shifted towards you, groaning contently as soon as he moved close enough to cuddle his bare chest against the side of your back.
“Those breaks keep gettin’ better”, he mumbled, the mix of a big smile and his signature smirk palpable as he pressed a kiss to your shoulder, before nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck, holding you a little tighter than before.
You hummed in agreement, smiling to yourself as you leaned closer into his touch.
Yeah, those breaks really kept getting better.
Couple days had passed since the meet up with Alpha at the border and the waves of walkers had stopped soon after, and you used the breaks with Negan as much as you could since you got them back.
It was like a little break from reality, a time bubble only reserved for you and with each and every second in it at your own disposal. Sometimes you ended up just like now, a tangle of limbs underneath the sheets or slumped against each other and panting heavily in the shower. Other times you just laid curled up together on the bed, simply napping together or chatting a little here and there, enjoying the luxury of being able to get sprawled out as much as you liked on that big bed before heading down to cook.
It was heavenly, really.
“I could just keep on laying’ here all fucking day, just like that”, Negan mumbled, holding you tighter as he nuzzled his nose a little more into your skin, brushing his beard against it until a small laugh left your lips.
“Mhmm me too”, you mumbled, smiling softly as he pressed another kiss against your neck, motivating you to slowly turn around to take a look at him and damn, that was one hell of a view.
He glanced down at you, that mix of a grin and a smile growing wider, showing his dimples underneath the salt and pepper stubble as some loose black hair strands dropped into his face.
“Goddamn addictive”, he chuckled, pulling you a little closer as he leaned down  to press warm kisses onto the sensitive skin underneath your collarbones and up your neck, a wide heartfelt smile taking over the grin as he nuzzled his nose into the crook of your shoulder before a content hum fell from his lips.
“Mhmm my big ol’ softie”, you teased as you wrapped your arms around him, burying one hand in his hair to caress your fingers through it as he let out a small groan.
“Softie? Try to tell that to your pussy after that fuck”, he chuckled, the tone in his voice playful as he dove back out of the curve of your neck and gave your waist a teasing squeeze, watching you squirm a little as he grinned at you.
“Oh you know what I mean”, you laughed softly, stroking your hand through his hair  as you mirrored his grin,”I love that rough and hard as nails badass side just as much.”
“Yeah, think I heard that”, he teased, cockily raising his brows as you shoved his chest with a laugh, only to flinch slightly as he reached down your body to tease his fingertips over the small marks he had left on the inside of your thighs.
“Fuck, Negan”, you mumbled, eliciting a thick chuckle to fall from his lips as he reached back up, cupping your waist before he leaned down, smoothing his body against yours until he pressed against you and let his head fall into the curve of your neck, just like before. He hummed deeply, enough to let his chest rumble against you as you hugged him back and buried your hand back into hair, running down until your could circle your fingertips over the nape of his neck. You closed your eyes, holding the big man tight as his weight pressed a little in on you and his warm breath ghosted over the side over your neck  before his deep voice sounded a little muffled through to you, “Fuckin’ heaven.”
You softly chuckled, holding him a little tighter for a while until a grumble rumbled through your stomach.
“Well shit, sounds like someone’s hungry”, he mumbled, a wide grin spreading across his face as he lifted his face up, while a roguish glance filled his eyes as he leaned a little closer in, “Well then lets get ya some of Daddy’s spaghetti.”
“Wow”, you chuckled as you gave his shoulder another small shove, only getting him to look more suggestively at you before he let out a deep chuckle and forced himself to sit up.
“C’mon, we gotta get up or you can bet that sweet ass of yours that I won’t let you get outta that bed so fast again.”

Keep reading

thewalkingdead-imagines:

The third year anniversary of this blog is coming closer, and to celebrate this and the start of season 10, here’s my Fall Writing Challenge for Negan.
Beneath the ‘keep-reading’-cut are about 45 Fall and Halloween related prompts which you can use all the way you like!
Anybody’s welcome to join and I honestly can’t wait to see more Negan fics all over tumblr!

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Rules:

• Please send me an ask, containing the prompt(s) you’d like to have (You can also send it anonymously in case you have a secondary writing blog and don’t wanna show your main one. Just mention the blog you’re participating with.)

•  You don’t have to follow me to participate, the challenge is open to anyone  no matter if you’re a writing blog or haven’t written anything before, if you’re interested, you’re more than welcome to give it a shot

• You can either choose just one prompt or combine 2-3 prompts if you like, but that’s the maximum 

• You can choose any prompt you want, even if somebody else already has it  but if I notice that one prompt (or combination) is chosen extremely often, I’ll most likely close it, so we end up with a bigger variety.

• It can be fluff, smut, angst, whatever you can imagine (in case you write about sensitive topics please use warnings)

• It has to be Negan x Reader (but which gender you choose is of course up to you)

• It can be as long (or short) as you want, but if you reach over 500 words, please use a ‘keep-reading’ cut

• It can be set in the apocalyptic world of ‘The Walking Dead’ but you can also set it in an AU or in the time before the apocalypse if you like, regardless of the prompt

• Make sure to tag me and use the hashtag “Negan’s Fall Writing Challenge”. As soon as I’ve seen your imagine, I’ll send you a message, but since tumblr is known for messing tags up, you are welcome to send me a message and let me know in case I don’t respond in the matter of a day.

• The deadline is the 17th of November (If you need more time, that is absolutely no problem, just please let me know!) and as soon as I got every entry, I’ll create a masterlist with all of them

Thanks in advance to everyone who’s interested in taking part, if you don’t wanna participate yourself, I’d be real happy if you’d still share this post!

Keep reading

thewalkingdead-imagines:

Imagine for the premiere of season 10

Summary: With some of Negan’s new earned freedom, the Reader and Negan finally have the possibility to live out some of their dreams before the news about the Whisperers casts a shadow over the idyll 

Warnings: Smut

the last part /all other previous parts
(You don’t have to read any previous parts to understand the plot! Hope you all like it and enjoy reading)

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Today was a good day.
The sun was shining brightly, only a couple puffy white clouds were dappling the blue sky, the infirmary was running smoothly, and the streets of Alexandria were filled with people enjoying the warm weather. 
Winter was far gone, the snow storm only part of your memories by now and almost as much as the seasons had changed, your situation had too.
It had become quiet around the whole whisperer topic, everybody knew they were in a way omnipresent on their side of the border, but they hadn’t strayed from it, giving the communities a bit of an opportunity to breathe and overcome the deaths they had caused as well as possible. 
And not only the situation of the communities had changed, your personal one had too and you could be reminded by it simply by looking outside the window.
Down there by the field of tomatoes crouched a tall man, picking the ripe red ones off the bushes while each of his movements let the thick blue shirt he was wearing tense over his broad back. He shifted a little, adjusting his position before pushing the gray cap on his head deeper, trying to let it shield him more from the sun before he reached back down, though not without halting for a moment. He turned his head, only just enough to look up at the window and glimpse at you, his concentrated mien from before vanishing as a grin let his lips curl up and let his dimples show beneath his salt and pepper stumble show, before he winked roguishly at you.
Negan was out. 

Keep reading

thewalkingdead-imagines:

Imagine for the premiere of season 10

Summary: With some of Negan’s new earned freedom, the Reader and Negan finally have the possibility to live out some of their dreams before the news about the Whisperers casts a shadow over the idyll 

Warnings: Smut

the last part /all other previous parts
(You don’t have to read any previous parts to understand the plot! Hope you all like it and enjoy reading)

image

Today was a good day.
The sun was shining brightly, only a couple puffy white clouds were dappling the blue sky, the infirmary was running smoothly, and the streets of Alexandria were filled with people enjoying the warm weather. 
Winter was far gone, the snow storm only part of your memories by now and almost as much as the seasons had changed, your situation had too.
It had become quiet around the whole whisperer topic, everybody knew they were in a way omnipresent on their side of the border, but they hadn’t strayed from it, giving the communities a bit of an opportunity to breathe and overcome the deaths they had caused as well as possible. 
And not only the situation of the communities had changed, your personal one had too and you could be reminded by it simply by looking outside the window.
Down there by the field of tomatoes crouched a tall man, picking the ripe red ones off the bushes while each of his movements let the thick blue shirt he was wearing tense over his broad back. He shifted a little, adjusting his position before pushing the gray cap on his head deeper, trying to let it shield him more from the sun before he reached back down, though not without halting for a moment. He turned his head, only just enough to look up at the window and glimpse at you, his concentrated mien from before vanishing as a grin let his lips curl up and let his dimples show beneath his salt and pepper stumble show, before he winked roguishly at you.
Negan was out. 

Keep reading

thewalkingdead-imagines:

The third year anniversary of this blog is coming closer, and to celebrate this and the start of season 10, here’s my Fall Writing Challenge for Negan.
Beneath the ‘keep-reading’-cut are about 45 Fall and Halloween related prompts which you can use all the way you like!
Anybody’s welcome to join and I honestly can’t wait to see more Negan fics all over tumblr!

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Rules:

• Please send me an ask, containing the prompt(s) you’d like to have (You can also send it anonymously in case you have a secondary writing blog and don’t wanna show your main one. Just mention the blog you’re participating with.)

•  You don’t have to follow me to participate, the challenge is open to anyone  no matter if you’re a writing blog or haven’t written anything before, if you’re interested, you’re more than welcome to give it a shot

• You can either choose just one prompt or combine 2-3 prompts if you like, but that’s the maximum 

• You can choose any prompt you want, even if somebody else already has it  but if I notice that one prompt (or combination) is chosen extremely often, I’ll most likely close it, so we end up with a bigger variety.

• It can be fluff, smut, angst, whatever you can imagine (in case you write about sensitive topics please use warnings)

• It has to be Negan x Reader (but which gender you choose is of course up to you)

• It can be as long (or short) as you want, but if you reach over 500 words, please use a ‘keep-reading’ cut

• It can be set in the apocalyptic world of ‘The Walking Dead’ but you can also set it in an AU or in the time before the apocalypse if you like, regardless of the prompt

• Make sure to tag me and use the hashtag “Negan’s Fall Writing Challenge”. As soon as I’ve seen your imagine, I’ll send you a message, but since tumblr is known for messing tags up, you are welcome to send me a message and let me know in case I don’t respond in the matter of a day.

• The deadline is the 17th of November (If you need more time, that is absolutely no problem, just please let me know!) and as soon as I got every entry, I’ll create a masterlist with all of them

Thanks in advance to everyone who’s interested in taking part, if you don’t wanna participate yourself, I’d be real happy if you’d still share this post!

Keep reading

thewalkingdead-imagines:

Part 3: The Wedding
Medieval inspired AU

Summary: After weeks of waiting for the big day, the Reader finally gets to marry Negan and experience a day full of highlights that only get topped off by the wedding night. 

Warnings: Smut
part 1 part 2 (not necessary to read for this part)

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Warm, bright sun rays fell through the large windows of the small room, filling it with light that danced over your skin and let the white gown that surrounded your body shine and gleam up beautifully.
Your eyes wandered slowly over it, then darted at the mirror to take in the gentle make up one of the maids had applied earlier, then the half updo she had conjured into your hair and the veil that was adorning it since then and was dropping down your body until it brushed over the dark wooden floor.
The wedding dress, the veil, even the makeup and the hairdo, it all should be enough to let you realize that you would marry in just a couple of hours, yet it still seemed utterly surreal.
By the time the sun would melt into the horizon today, you’d be not only Negan’s wife, you’d be Queen of this kingdom, fully authorized to rule it along with him, and the thought of it still blew your mind.

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thewalkingdead-imagines:

Imagine for the premiere of season 10

Summary: With some of Negan’s new earned freedom, the Reader and Negan finally have the possibility to live out some of their dreams before the news about the Whisperers casts a shadow over the idyll 

Warnings: Smut

the last part /all other previous parts
(You don’t have to read any previous parts to understand the plot! Hope you all like it and enjoy reading)

image

Today was a good day.
The sun was shining brightly, only a couple puffy white clouds were dappling the blue sky, the infirmary was running smoothly, and the streets of Alexandria were filled with people enjoying the warm weather. 
Winter was far gone, the snow storm only part of your memories by now and almost as much as the seasons had changed, your situation had too.
It had become quiet around the whole whisperer topic, everybody knew they were in a way omnipresent on their side of the border, but they hadn’t strayed from it, giving the communities a bit of an opportunity to breathe and overcome the deaths they had caused as well as possible. 
And not only the situation of the communities had changed, your personal one had too and you could be reminded by it simply by looking outside the window.
Down there by the field of tomatoes crouched a tall man, picking the ripe red ones off the bushes while each of his movements let the thick blue shirt he was wearing tense over his broad back. He shifted a little, adjusting his position before pushing the gray cap on his head deeper, trying to let it shield him more from the sun before he reached back down, though not without halting for a moment. He turned his head, only just enough to look up at the window and glimpse at you, his concentrated mien from before vanishing as a grin let his lips curl up and let his dimples show beneath his salt and pepper stumble show, before he winked roguishly at you.
Negan was out. 

Keep reading

thewalkingdead-imagines:

The third year anniversary of this blog is coming closer, and to celebrate this and the start of season 10, here’s my Fall Writing Challenge for Negan.
Beneath the ‘keep-reading’-cut are about 45 Fall and Halloween related prompts which you can use all the way you like!
Anybody’s welcome to join and I honestly can’t wait to see more Negan fics all over tumblr!

image

Rules:

• Please send me an ask, containing the prompt(s) you’d like to have (You can also send it anonymously in case you have a secondary writing blog and don’t wanna show your main one. Just mention the blog you’re participating with.)

•  You don’t have to follow me to participate, the challenge is open to anyone  no matter if you’re a writing blog or haven’t written anything before, if you’re interested, you’re more than welcome to give it a shot

• You can either choose just one prompt or combine 2-3 prompts if you like, but that’s the maximum 

• You can choose any prompt you want, even if somebody else already has it  but if I notice that one prompt (or combination) is chosen extremely often, I’ll most likely close it, so we end up with a bigger variety.

• It can be fluff, smut, angst, whatever you can imagine (in case you write about sensitive topics please use warnings)

• It has to be Negan x Reader (but which gender you choose is of course up to you)

• It can be as long (or short) as you want, but if you reach over 500 words, please use a ‘keep-reading’ cut

• It can be set in the apocalyptic world of ‘The Walking Dead’ but you can also set it in an AU or in the time before the apocalypse if you like, regardless of the prompt

• Make sure to tag me and use the hashtag “Negan’s Fall Writing Challenge”. As soon as I’ve seen your imagine, I’ll send you a message, but since tumblr is known for messing tags up, you are welcome to send me a message and let me know in case I don’t respond in the matter of a day.

• The deadline is the 17th of November (If you need more time, that is absolutely no problem, just please let me know!) and as soon as I got every entry, I’ll create a masterlist with all of them

Thanks in advance to everyone who’s interested in taking part, if you don’t wanna participate yourself, I’d be real happy if you’d still share this post!

Keep reading