Category: the walking dead negan

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“Ten fucking minutes left!”, Negan called out as he dashed through the bedroom, his eyes gleaming excitedly up as he grabbed your wrist and pulled you up from the black leather couch.
“Follow me Baby, ‘cause I got a surprise!”, he chuckled as he bit his lip with a grin and dragged you away.
“Hell, Negan, where are we going?”, you asked as he quickly grabbed Lucille, swung her on his shoulder and opened the heavy wooden door of the apartment hastily.
“As I said, it’s a damn surprise so don’t make me fucking ruin it for you”, he chuckled as the door fell shut behind you and he pulled you with him through the hallways of the Sanctuary until you got to the stairs that let up to the roof.
His large hand wandered from your wrist to your hand as he let his fingers entangle with yours while he stumped the stairs just as excitedly as before up.

Just seconds later you found yourself standing in front of a bunch of massive fire crackers, ready to be fired and shot into the night sky, next to them a small provisional clock that was counting down, a gas lamp and eventually an amused Negan who was grinning widely at you.
“Simon found this shit on a damn run and boom! Here we are”, he chuckled as he leaned slightly back, his glance filled with the joy of a kid who had just gotten a new toy to play with.
“And no worries. My men got that shit with the dead fucks covered”, he said as he walked towards you.
“Come here”, he mumbled before he pulled you into his arms as they wrapped tightly around you and pulled you close.
“Last minute’s going. Get ready”, he said as he looked at the clock before he glanced with a smirk back to you.
Your arms wrapped around his torso as you cuddled closer into his warm chest that was being the best heater in this cold December night and leaned your head against his neck before you heard his voice counting down.
“Ten – Nine – Eight – Seven – Six – Five – Four – Three – Two- One -”
And with that you felt his warm lips on yours as he pulled you into a deep and smoldering kiss that managed to get your knees weak, while small hums and growls rubbled through his chest.
“Happy New fucking Year, Baby”, he muttered against your lips, your eyes still closed before you slowly opened them and looked into his happy face.
“Happy New Year”, you mumbled as you pecked his lips and felt him leaning his forehead against yours for a moment while a deep content hum left his lips.

“Alright, first one”, Negan called out moments later as he had let go of you and his lips had curled back into the wide grin while he was stumping towards the first smaller tube like fire cracker that was securely placed on the ground.
“You ready?”, he asked as he looked with a smirk back to you.
“Of course”, you chuckled before he leaned down, enlightened the fuse and quickly jogged back to you just as a tall spray alike flame in form of thousands of small glittery sparks bursted out of the tube.
“Ho-ly shit! Now look at that damn fucker! Small as hell but cums like a big one!”, Negan called out as he pulled you closer to him, happy laughs erupting his and also your body while you watched the flame bursting higher until it slowly burned out.
A small cold shudder ran over your back as Negan’s warmth left your side to grab the lighter from the ground for the next firecracker.
“Ah shit, wait”, you heard him say as soon as his glance had caught the tremble that shook through your body.
Quickly, his leather jacket slid from his body before he grabbed it and walked closer.
“Leave it on. Negan, you’re gonna freeze”, you said as you nodded to the plain white shirt he was just wearing underneath while he shrugged his shoulders.
“Well shit, then my ass gotta have to freeze”, he said with a small chuckle before you gave in and slid your arms through the warm leather sleeves.
“Hell, now you’d just need to wear no fucking thing underneath”, Negan mumbled with a wide smirk and a throaty chuckle as his eyes roamed over you.
Letting out a laugh as you slightly shoved his chest you nodded back to the fire crackers.
“Maybe later but now it’s my turn”, you chuckled as you took the lighter out of Negan’s hand and walked towards a bunch connected rockets.
Quickly, you enlightened the fuse before you stepped back again and rushed to Negan’s side while the first firecracker painted the night sky in a bright red. 
Just as Negan’s arms wrapped back around you, the next rocket let the sparks switch from red to light blue while you leaned against him and stared up into the sky that painted into more and more beautiful colors with every moment.
“That was a great surprise”, you mumbled as you leaned slightly up to peck his lips.
His warm lips placed on yours again while you heard another rocket shooting up before you felt his lips forming into a wide smirk against yours.
“Well, Baby got some good news for you, ‘cause there’s another rock hard surprise just waiting for you in my damn pants.”

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Christmas Special

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• Him looking the first time forward to Christmas again since the apocalypse started, simply because he knows he’s going to spend this time with you

• Him using every single opportunity to get you under a mistletoe to tease you about how disrespectful it would be if you would ignore that tradition so he can steal a longing kiss from you

• For Christmas eve, him planning far ahead everything in detail, so he can spend this night only with you while being sure that no one’s gonna disturb you once you’re alone

• Him sending his men out to get a Christmas tree, decoration and literally anything else that is somehow Christmas related

• For your gift, him searching through the whole Sanctuary before going on a run himself to search for something special and something he truly knows about that you’re gonna love it

• You being able to persuade him to take less from other communities at least at Christmas time

• Him joking how good Lucille would look with Christmas lights wrapped around her before you actually get him a string of lights as a joke only to have a widely smiling and truly amused Negan walking with an in Christmas light wrapped Lucille around in your room

• During the whole holiday season, him teasing you with Christmas related remarks, while asking you if you’ve been naughty or nice or if you wanna taste his candy cane are just a few examples

• Before giving you your gift, him first messing around, telling you he’s got his dick wrapped up with a ribbon for you as a present before giving you his actual gift while whispering in your ear that you can still, of course, have his dick as an extra present

• Him being entirely happy as he sees how your eyes light up once you have unpacked your gift and eventually hug him tightly, only for him to pull you even closer as a wide smile is planted all over his face

• Him acting around as nervous as a child when it comes to his gift, all while trying to guess what it is until he can finally unpack it

• Spending the whole rest of the night cuddled up, wrapped in a thick, warm blanket, drinking hot chocolate or his favorite scotch while just enjoying that you are able to spend this time, especially in the world you’re living in, with the person you love

• As you both already begin to drift off into a deep sleep him pulling you even closer and whispering with a smirk in your ear that he’s so gonna give his extra gift to you on Christmas morning


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Prompt 41:“I’m pregnant”
Christmas Special!

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The Christmas lights of the tree were letting a soft light stream through the room as you were placing your present for Negan beneath the thick branches.
Your glance fell for a short moment onto the gift box that was filled with a bottle of his favorite Scotch and the pair of leather gloves you had found on a run for him, since his old ones were already torn up and the damaged seams on their sides seemed pretty much irreparable.
And judging from the softness of the black leather that should perfectly fit his hands, they had probably costed a big bunch of money before all of this.
But the gloves weren’t the only thing you had for him.
The thing that was way more important was the small sonogram picture that showed everything Negan and you had wished for.

You both had tried for a good while, had already held a bunch of negative pregnancy tests in your hands so till you took the latest one, you had waited.
You had just wanted to be sure, keep yourself and Negan from experiencing another disappointment and keep yourself from having to see the sad look in his eyes when he stared at the single line on the test.
So when you had taken the last one, you hadn’t just been pretty late, something had already felt different as well.
You hadn’t known what it exactly was but in the end this feeling had been right.
You were pregnant.

So now you were holding the small black and white picture in your hand, ready to place it in the small gift box.
The original reason why you had let Carson perform the ultrasound scan on you had simply been that you wanted to be completely sure before telling Negan but now, with Christmas right around the corner this scan had given you another great opportunity.
A warm feeling spread through your body as your hand rested on your belly and your glance wandered over the sonogram picture.
Even though all that could be discerned on the picture so far was a small, light, elongated spot in-between the dark circle, your heart began to pump like crazy while a giant smile painted on your lips every single time your glance brushed over the picture’s surface.
That was your baby.

Lowering the lid of the box, you slowly saw the picture vanishing beneath it before your fingers began to lace a bowtie around the small edges just as the thud of the heavy wooden door let you flinch up.
“Oh shit, did I just catch someone fucking red-handed?”, Negan asked with a throaty chuckle as you turned around to him, hiding the box behind your back.
“I did”, Negan stated with another laugh as he saw the way you stared at him.
Widely grinning he walked closer, before he leaned to the side to catch the small box behind your back
“Now what do we have there?”, Negan asked as he raised his brows curiously.
“It’s-uh-just a little extra”, you mumbled as Negan stepped closer until not more than an inch fit between the both of you.
“Well, when It’s just a little extra I’m damn sure you could give me a hint what the hell you got in there”, he mumbled with a big grin while his tongue slid slowly over his lower lip.
“No”, you said, a small grin planting on your lips as well as you tried to relax.
“Let me at least guess”, he said as he bit his lips and placed one of his large hands on your waist.
“Uh-uh”, you muttered, shaking your head with another small grin while Negan groaned theatrically.
“Come on”, he pleading urged with a laugh as you shook your head again.
A sigh left Negan’s lips before the grin on them grew wider as he leaned in.
Before you could do anything else his hands kept a firm grab on your waist as his lips began to tease over the sensitive flesh of your neck.
“No, that’s not fair”, you groaned with a laugh in protest, as Negan’s lips placed more kisses over your neck while one of your hands placed on his chest, trying to push him softly away.
“Oh I know”, he mumbled against your skin as he pulled you closer, before a small huff left your lips.
“Alright, then go on. Three tries, not more”, you muttered, knowing too well that he wouldn’t ever guess what you were hiding.
Negan backed away from you as he eyed the small size of the box and bit his lip once again.
“Alright, first one…you got some hot-ass panties in there which you are gonna put on for me tonight”, he guessed as one of his hands pointed teasingly up to you while the smirk on his lips grew wider.
“No”, you said, watching the smirk on his face fade.
“Some-”, he began before a knock on the door distracted him.
“Simon, I said no fucking interruptions anymore”, Negan scoffed as you saw the door opening.
“The men got the shit to the kitchen you wanted to have, just wanted to let you know”, Simon said with a huff as he leaned against the door before he scratched the back of his head.
“Well, everything except for the bread”, he said as he grimaced while you already heard Negan letting out a deep scoff.
“Can’t those fuckers get some shit right for fucking once?”, Negan rhetorically asked with a huff before he let the palm of his hand run over his stubble and looked back to Simon.
“Either way, I’ll handle that…go on ahead”, Negan said scoffing and with a quick finger movement that let Simon close the door again.
“Alright gotta get shit done but after that, no single fucker’s gonna disturb us anymore”, Negan said with a grin before he leaned in to peck your lips.
“Only good thing is that this crap’s gonna keep me from thinking about that fucking extra gift…you sure that there are no cute-ass panties inside?”, he teased mumbling against your lips before you shoved his chest with a laugh.
“Very sure”, you said with another chuckle before you felt his warm lips placing on yours again and the urge to finally tell him that you were about to be parents just grew with every single second, even after Negan let go of you and made his way to prepare your dinner.

“Fuck, this is good”, Negan groaned delightfully as he shoved another spoon of the chocolate mousse you both had for dessert in his mouth.
The basket with the bread that had been completely filled was already looking blanker and your both plates that had been filled with a bunch of delicious foods were empty by now and while all that had changed over the evening, the one thing had stayed the same.
The small box laid still at the same spot on your lap and just waited for the right moment.
Your fingers were nervously running over the box’s edges as you watched how Negan set the now empty small bowl down and wiped the chocolate mousse with his finger quickly from his beard stubble.
You gulped, knowing that you couldn’t wait much longer anymore before you gave yourself a push, grabbed the box and laid it on the table.
Negan’s brows raised curiously but before he could say a thing you opened your mouth.
“So…uhm…‘cause it’s my extra gift I thought I could already give it to you”, you said with a small smile as you slowly shoved the small box over to him,
“So I finally get to see what the hell you hid in there? Now that’s a damn fucking honor”, he chuckled as he dramatically placed a hand on his chest.
“That shit’s been tickling my balls the whole damn day”, he added with another chuckle as he grabbed the small box.
You gulped nervously but with a smile across your face as you watched him unknotting the red bowtie.
A big amused smirk was still laying on his lips while your heart pumped heavily and your breath stopped for short moment as he lifted the lid and revealed the sonogram picture.
His brows puckered for a moment and the smirk changed before his mouth dropped slightly open as he slowly seemed to get what this picture meant.
I’m pregnant”, you spelled it out to give his mind the last push before he  turned even more big-eyed as he looked up to you.
“You’re gonna be a Dad”, you mumbled with a big smile as the happiness over-toned the astonishment on Negan’s face.
“Holy-”, he began but stopped, still somehow not believing what was happening right there as he stood up, still taken aback before he stumbled over to you.
You had just lifted yourself from your seat as you felt Negan’s strong arms wrapping tightly around you, pulling you as close as they could against his chest, before you felt one of his hands burying into your hair, keeping your head deeply in the curve of his neck.
His chest was rising and falling at a fast pace, just as his breath that repeatedly hit your skin while you could swear to be able to feel the intense way his heart was pounding against his chest.

For moments you stayed just like that before Negan’s arms slightly loosened as he backed away, some tears of joy watering his eyes as his lips seemed to form into a wider smile with every second.
“We’re…fuck, we’re gonna have a baby”, he mumbled happily but still astonished as you nodded with a wide smile.
Leaning back in, one of his hands cupped the back of your neck and pulled you into a deep, longing kiss while his other slowly and carefully began to place on your belly.
First you felt just his fingers, then his warm palm before his thumb began to slowly stroke in small circles over your stomach.
Slowly, more and more warmth streamed through your body before his lips let go of yours and his still with joy filled glance wandered from your face to the place where his hand rested.
Your palms were still resting on his chest as he dropped on your chair, your hands wandering to his shoulders and neck as his hands placed on your hips.
Carefully, he reached out to pull your top a bit up, his glance still focused on your belly as he pulled you closer, wrapped his arms around your hips and leaned his head against your stomach.
His beard stubble tickled your skin as he let out a content sigh, the big smile that was just as bright as yours was still planted all over his face as he turned his head to place a kiss on your belly.
“Hey kiddo, here’s Daddy”, Negan murmured against your skin with a small, happy chuckle while your hand ran slowly through his dark hair and caressed his neck.
His nose nestled back against your skin with a content hum, the smile that was formed on his lips began to be clearly palpable against your belly while his warm breath hit your skin repeatedly. 

So if you wanted to say it with Negan’s words, the ones he seemed to have mostly lost to the joy that was filling him up right now, you both were right in these moments the most happiest fuckers this motherfucking asshole of a world had to offer.


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Summary: Negan takes the reader on a trip outside the Sanctuary that ends better than she thought

This is my entry for @ne-gans lisas5kxmaschallenge and my prompt was “sledding”! I had a lot of fun with this, and I really hope you all will enjoy this too! 

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“Hey, don’t fall asleep on me”, a deep voice rumbled through to you as the truck vibrated softly beneath you, keeping your eyes from falling shut, even though the tiredness that was stuck in your bones kept putting more weight on your lids.
You could feel Negan nudging you slightly with his prepared can of coffee, his signature grin growing all over his lips as soon as your eyes glanced at him, then to the can,”Need you here with me.”
You let out a drowsy grunt, stretching your entangled limbs that had kept you in an embryo-like position in the passenger seat beside Negan. With another small huff you grabbed the can, turned its lid just enough to open it and eventually allow the hot and wakening coffee to run down your throat, filling you for a short moment with the feeling that it could actually work.
“Why did we have to move out so early, Negan?”, you mumbled as you put the can back to the other things he had prepared for your little trip in the early morning hours away from the Sanctuary and through the winter wonderland the world had turned into over night.
When he had stood before your door just more than an hour ago, with his arms full of supplies, the sky had still been pitch black, giving you the feeling that nearly no time had passed since you had fallen into bed after work.
If it was up to you, you could have just cuddled up with him on the bed, waited until at least the sun was up and then get going but this wasn’t Negan’s plan.
His plan was laying behind your seats in the truck and it was nothing else than a damn sleigh.
The thing probably hadn’t seen the daylight since the world had gone to shit but that would most certainly change in near future, judging from the excited glance in his eyes as they ran over the new fallen but still thick layer of snow that laid over the woods.
You still had to figure out why exactly the big bad wolf wanted to go out of all things sledding with you, but you had your few guesses even though your still tired mind didn’t allow you to widen them too much.

“Baby, we had to get going ‘cause your man’s still got shit to do ‘round home, and ‘cause we go now, we got an assload of time just for us”, he explained, glancing over to you as one of his large hands gripped the steering wheel tighter, while the other one reached towards your leg, squeezing your thigh with a larger growing grin as soon as he caught the shiver his touch elicited within you.
“Besides, that’s what my mom did with me when I was a damn kid, had to go to work till late evening so she got me up at the asscrack of dawn so we could still go sledding before all the other kids had fucked up the hill with their dumbass sleds”, he said, a soft smile mixing into the grin, his eyes wandering over the road in front of him and the sky that slowly grew lighter as he served you the answer to your question why he wanted to go sledding on a sliver plate.
You smiled slightly to yourself, allowing your glance to wander over his face and catch the way the nostalgia was flooding his veins and grasping his handsome features.
For a short moment you drifted off into memories as well, caught by what had been and what still could be if the dead hadn’t begun to walk the earth.
“Dreaming?”, Negan asked after a short silence with a soft chuckle, his fingers tracing along your knee as you shook your head slightly.
“Nah…just got caught up by nostalgia”, you mumbled, before you pushed the thoughts out of your head as you glanced through the truck, grinning as other thoughts quickly replaced them “Oh and wondering you didn’t hang up some mistletoes in here too.”
“Fuck…should’ve thought about that”, he said with a throaty chuckle, pushing the steering wheel with a groan before he shook his head slightly, grinning wider as he glanced over at you.
“Ya know what I just realized?”, he asked, dragging his tongue over his lower lip with relish ,”I’ve never fucked on a sled, we could change that.”
“Mhmm sure”, you chuckled, irony swinging through your voice ,”You couldn’t even get me under a mistletoe yet so-”
“Yet”, he retorted quickly, raising his hand from your leg to point his finger demonstratively into the air,”Still got some time”
“Good luck with that”, you chuckled, feeling his hand squeezing your thigh once more as he laid it back down your leg before he nodded towards the supplies in the foot room before your seat.
“Now eat your croissant, need you to be all strong and full.”
“Sure, Mom.”
“Eat or I fill ya up with something else”, he chuckled, trying to sound firm even though the tease sounded fully through his deep voice as shook your head with a laugh and eventually reached towards the supplies and crammed out the food.
You had just stuffed the last piece of the chocolate croissant into your mouth as a deep gasp left his lips and his hand shot up to point into the white landscape before you.
“There we are!”

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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:

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:

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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