Summary: It’s Christmas day at the Sanctuary and it’s snowing, but Negan still has work to do…
Pairing: Negan x Reader
Author’s Note: This is my entry for @kittenofdoomage‘s Canon Christmas Challenge. It’s just a short little fluff piece, but it was so much fun to write Negan letting off a little steam. My prompt was shovelling snow. Happy reading!
It was a wonderland, the bleak grey monstrosity of the Sanctuary and its grounds blanketed with sparkling white, untouched, unsullied. You’d awoken early, the watery sunlight that crept into your dorm casting a luminous glow over the room, and sending you flying to the window to see that it had finally happened, and minutes later you were racing from your dorm, bundled up in the warmest clothes you owned. Now, only your footprints cut through the fresh snow which crunched under foot as you spun, arms outstretched, tipping your head back to catch the falling flakes on your tongue. You felt like a child again, full of hope and amazement, filled with the desperate desire to flop down onto your back and make a snow angel. You were about to give in to your urges, were readying yourself to fall backwards, when the sound of scraping metal reached your ears, and you frowned in confusion, following the sound around the building to the front, where you could see a solitary figure brandishing a shovel, scraping the snow away from the gates.
Drawing nearer, your heart skipped a beat as you recognised the long-limbed movements of your leader, the dangerous head Savior that you feared and respected in equal amounts. Your dealings with him had always been minimal, and yet he was raising a hand in your direction, beckoning you over as he leant on the handle of his shovel, dragging his arm across his forehead as he waited for you to cross the yard towards him.
‘Well, good morning there, sweetheart, and merry fuckin’ Christmas!’
Reblogging so you all can get a just as big smile on your lips as I did reading this!😊❄️
I’ve been thinking a while about finally celebrating the follower milestone and the 2 year anniversary of this blog, so here it finally is, my Winter Writing Challenge for Negan.
Beneath the ‘keep-reading’-cut are about 35 winter related prompts (including some Christmas and New Year related ones) 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!
• 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 even 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 two if you like, but please don’t go over this 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 4 or even 5 times, 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
• Make sure to tag me and use the hashtag “Negan’s Winter 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 27th of december (If you need more time, that is absolutely no problem, just please let me know!)
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!
❄️Still enough time left to sign up!❄️
Hoping to slowly leave the horror of Negan’s breakdown behind, the Reader helps Negan shave to make a first tiny step into a new direction.
This is a drabble for the time jump within season 9! It’s linked to my series, so If you like you can find it right here, but you can also easily read it independently from it.
“Let’s get rid of that Santa beard”, you mumbled with a smile as you picked up the scissors from the small nightstand of Negan’s cell.
Right next to the scissors had laid two small bowls with shaving foam and warm water, a small fluffy towel and a straight razor that were waiting for their job later on.
You turned around, giving him another smile as you glanced at him on the wooden chair in the middle of the cell, still with his slightly slumped in figure and the healing but still horribly visible wound on his forehead.
This one horrifying day was about a week and a half ago by now, Alexandria was still in a complete exceptional state after Rick’s death and you had the odd feeling that this would last for a good while longer.
The first days after, you hadn’t left Negan’s side, stayed huddled up in the bed with him, cradling and holding him close, only leaving it to pick up his food and make sure he was eating as much as he could.
He still was in a state that made your heart ache but for today and to finally but slowly help him out of this slump, you thought of making a small but maybe meaningful step in a new direction and finally get rid of his thick beard, to literally cut him off from the terrible memories that were now connected to it. Especially now, since the people who usually took care of his beard and his hair cut would have waited a whole lot longer until taking action again.
Slowly, you stepped closer to him, reaching up to run your fingertips softly through his dark hair until he raised his head a little to glance at you as your fingertips trailed down until they could grasp a bit of his beard.
“Ready?”, you mumbled with another small smile as he slowly nodded.
“Ready as hell…let’s get that fucker off”, he mumbled, forcing a small smile onto his lips as you ran your fingers once more along his jaw before getting back to your work.
“Thought you liked it…the beard”, Negan mumbled, for the first time in a while some of his old tease sounding through his deep voice again as you finished your work with the scissor and brushed your fingers over his jaw to get rid of the salt and pepper hair that was entangling into the rest of his stubble.
“I did, just think we gotta start off new, huh?”, you mumbled, leaving his side for a moment to get the shaving foam and the thick brush.
“Like those girl’s gettin’ their hair colored or cut the fuck off after breaking up with some jerk?”
“Kinda”, you said softly chuckling as you turned back around to him and felt as if you saw for the first time ever since a bit of his signature grin spreading over his lips, taking in his handsome features that had been held hostage by pain way too much in the last while.
It was just a small one, and still it let some more hope wash into your body as you glanced with a loving smile at him.
Slowly, you got the foam on his face, brushing it in the rest of his beard before some memories flowed back into your mind, letting you grin slightly as Negan’s glance captured yours.
“Remember that first time I did this?”, you mumbled in response to his questioning glance as you looked down on him, his face’s lower half completely covered in white foam just like all this time ago in Rick’s house.
“Hmm, yeah”, he grumbled, the small grin that let your heart flutter still on his lips as you placed the bowl of foam down beside him.
“You looked just like this with all that foam on, really had to control myself to not laugh”, you softly chuckled, grabbing the warm water and the towel to get ready to shave.
“Still caught that grin, believe me that, Sweetheart”, he mumbled back before he pointed swiftly up to his in white covered face, “That’s how you usually look.”
A half chuckle, half groan left your lips as you shoved his shoulder playfully in response to his old humor that was finally showing through again, enjoying this lighthearted moment while it lasted.
He could fall back into this black pit every minute, so if you had the chance to first grasp some small but happy moments, you were gonna do so.
They were a start.
The razor knife slid along his skin as you carefully got the rest of his beard step by step off, touching him softly to keep him in posture until you could finally wash the little rest off foam off and let him brush the towel over his bare skin.
“Can finally see your face again”, you eventually mumbled as you traced your fingers over his skin, sensing its softness after only being used of the long and rough beard,”So damn smooth.”
For another small moment you could see the smile on his lips before slowly but surely the darkness that tried to devour him began to try its best to settle in again, clouding his glance and doing its best to push the smile off his face.
Softly, you caressed your fingers over his skin, cupping his face as you tried to find a way to get him at least for this small moment back into the lightheartedness you had felt before.
One more time you glanced at him before you slowly leaned down and captured his lips, gentle and careful to feel him all the way as your hands held him close to you.
Your lips moved in a pleasant and even calming rhythm until you felt him pulling you down onto his lap, wrapping his arms around you as some small but content growls rumbled up his throat.
Slowly letting go of him you glanced into his hazel eyes, giving him another small peck before he pulled you closer and nuzzled his face into the curve of your neck.
“Love you, Baby”, he mumbled, pressing a small kiss against your skin as he held you tight, almost as close as in those nights before in which it seemed like you were his only anchor holding him here.
“I love you too, Negan”, you mumbled back, wrapping your arms around him as you nuzzled your nose into his dark hair, closing your eyes, hoping that even though the light at the end of the tunnel was still far out of reach, that this would be at least a first tiny step into the right direction.
(The gif isn’t mine/ it was originally posted by dancing-at-the-funeralparty)
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