"You belong with me, you always have." "You're a monster." "I'm your husband. I'm more to you than they ever will be." ain't no doubt Negan or the rest of the great characters from the Walking Dead isn't mine. just the shit character I managed to plop out.
the dead are walking, the living are feared. in the midst of the apocalypse, you're traded for the lives of your group and put into the hands of the man who's name is feared. even after all the pain and destruction he had caused, you wonder if maybe he still has a heart. warning; swearing, mentions of blood, mentions...
I writhed against his hold. He was like a python, squeezing me until the life leaked from my eyes. "Hey, chill out, shhhh. It's me, kitten." His voice dripped from his mouth like honey. I knew it was him. The way my body ignited before he touched me told me he was here, and not to play nice. "Please." I whimpered. H...
negan fic;; sex, major age gap, smoking, sexual violence etc. "sunday, wake up, give me a cigarette won't you quit your crying? i can't sleep one minute i'm a little sweetheart and next minute you are an absolute creep" - obsessions//marina & the diamonds
in which while trying to find someone else's weakness, he may have found his very own. NEGAN THE WALKING DEAD SEASON 7
❝ oh, what a wicked game you play ❞ [season 7] [negan x oc] creds to @alicnstae for cover templates