#i dont think I can write lily without angst

[lovesickmarauders]

Lily did ballet as a child, it was one of the few classes available around her area and she loved it so much, she took her ballet shoes all the way to hogwarts expecting there to be some sort of lessons/club there too but there wasnt.

She finds empty classrooms to practice in, hoping her sister answers her letters on what she's learning in hopes to teach herself

[the-francakes]

20 questions for fic writers!

Thanks for the tag @schmem14 - sorry this took me so long!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

28: 27 finished and 1 WIP

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

350,018

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Harry Potter. sometimes si consider others but ideas never hit me like they do for hp

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1. Five Times Draco Malfoy Accidentally Apparated into Hermione Granger's Bed… And the One Time He Meant To (Dramione) - every time draco masturbates, he ends up in hermiones bed 2. An Overly Considerate Friend (Jegulus) - james confronts regulus about spying on their quidditch practices and ends up liplocked instead 3. Both (Hermione/Fred/George) - the hermione and the twins fuck or die DVP PWP 4. I WANNA SEE SOME ARSE (nottpott) - theo is on an island vaction and somehow sharing a bed with harry who has an amazing arse 5. The (Third) Worst Year (drarry) - draco has one year to kiss his true love, harry potter, or turn into a dragon... so he picks dragon like a dumb ass

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes.I do my best to because i think the converation is important and im grateful so i want readers to know. i havent lately because i get overwhelemed and im on a hiatus but yeah i try to

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

You & Lily - regulus is so tired of being used by james, he gets his mark and only tells james after they have sex to really fuck james up. then years later he returns to james to apologize by promising to save harry and its open ended but like... also cannon compliant

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

all of them are happy endings tbh... while i like writing angst, i dont like writing unhappy endings or dead dove sort of things. so pretty much any of my fics will leave you happy

8. Do you get hate on fics?

nah not really. i think its cause im in happy rare pairs world. every now and then i get the off the wall comment like 'telling somone to come is SO overdone' and im like cool bye.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

all the smut. mostly vanilla-ish? i like to change up positions or what the sexual act is, but i dont cross into anything kink mostly cause i just write what i know/like/is comfortable.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

nope. probably never will either.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that i know of...

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

yes! The Quidditch Pitch Incident is in Russian Five Times Draco Malfoy Accidentally Apparated into Hermione Granger's Bed is in Chinese

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No! But im open to it with the right person

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

I dont really have one. It always changes for me. I like trying a new ship so i think the majority of my fics are different ships.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

honestly, Im starting to think Echoes wont be finished. i havent had the want to write it all year and i dont think the first parts are really my best writing. so part of me might even delete and rewrite it if i start getting the vibes to pursue it again.

16. What are your writing strengths?

characterization. i love fanfic because i can use the base of what we know and grow from the tiny details to make fully developed ones. its hard for me to read some fics that the characterization doesnt match what i know from the books without explanation. like its hard for me to see hermione as a sugar baby for money and loves being doted on because i dontt hink that matches her from the books but like if you can explain she gets her strength and independence from manipulating men then im like yes okay im on board.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

im awful with commas. everyone else loves them but i forget them so much grammarly is always yelling at me.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

nah. i've been living in italy for a month now and the only words i know are ciao and allora LOL - if i want it i ask someone to translate for me

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Harry Potter and twilight at the same time back in 2004 ish

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

I cant pick just one so here are my faves that are not my most popular because of the ships but probably some of my best writing and get really good comments. Locals Only (draco/blaise/theo) A Saving People Problem (draco/james potter snr) The Quidditch Pitch Incident (ginny/blaise) A Good Night for Whimsy and Love (ron/luna) tis the damn season (Pansy's version) (pansy/ron) Maid of Honor for a Day, Best Friend for Life (susan/blaise)

tagging whoever sees this and also @crazybutgood @vukovich @holygnocchi @phdmama @sailtomarina

[gingeraleluke]

Hay are you taking requests still?? I'd like to rq a vinnie imagine where the reader is a little older (22ish) and even though she loves him and knows he loves her in spite of that she still feels insecure so one day when hes hanging out with his friends and she hears them giving him props for bagging an older chick (jokingly) she starts to put distance between them.

***under would be more info but it's a little too much for a rq so feel free to just write whats written above ***

In a moment of insecurity and doubt the reader calls a friend (a while after hearing what his friends say) and vinnie walks in to hear she's thinking about asking him for a break, heartbroken he could lose the one he loves, he starts being extra clingy and buying shit for her. After like a week or so of endless gifts and cuddles and worrying over when the reader will leave him, she sits him down and asks what's going on.

Him having told her that he'd heard her talking about leaving and she tells him why in the moment she had considered it but had changed her mind as she'd come to the realization that even though her age difference scares her, leaving him scares her more.

An happy ending blah blah, he gives her reassurance that the age difference dosent matter, even admitting he finds it super intimidating but he feels the same and can't live without her blab blah blah, she tells him to stop with the gifts, he says he agrees but they both know now hes started it wont stop Haha blah blah, I'm not good at endings but since you wanted a happy ending there you go.

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Yeeeaahhhh, sorry. I got carried away. I swear everytime I rq something. It's either to descriptive and long (like I basically wrote the damn thing myself) or it's as simple as "can I request something for......." and have nothing to go by lol.

If it's too much or you find it hard writing for an older reader that's okay. Just lmk and I'll send in another request (hopefully one where I dont rant like a crazy person 🙄🤭) Thanks xx.

Sorry again 😬😬

this was inspired by multiple older!reader requests. i changed some things up, so i hope you still enjoy!

𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝗶𝘁

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: vinnie hacker x older!fem!reader

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: vinnie’s older girlfriend isn’t quite sure that his intentions are pure.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: fluff and slight angst, age gap (reader is 23 and vinnie is 19), reader is a chemist bc we love a science baddie 💅🏻✨

𝗔/𝗡: i actually tried really hard with this one so sorry for how long it took!

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“he really said that?”

you were seated on the couch with hera and a couple of blankets. seated cris cross applesauce, you held you phone to your ear and listened to your friends reaction to the news you just told her. the movie you were watching was paused and you kept your voice down low, knowing that vinnie was a few rooms down.

“yes, lily! he grabbed him on the shoulder and said ‘props for bagging an older girl’ and then walked into our kitchen like it was nothing! i was right fucking there— sitting on this couch and watching him. i mean… how demeaning is that?!” you looked over to the hallway, making sure that vinnie wasn’t hearing you.

“wow, what a dick.”

“i know! i mean.. what do i do? i- i checked his tiktok page and he has an account with the username ‘ilovehotmoms’ or something along the lines. yeah, he just talks about older women constantly and i had no fucking clue!”

“i don’t even know what to say, y/n. that’s awful.” vinnie balanced against the wall and ducked down, keeping out of your line of view. he tried his best not to let the floorboards creek as he eavesdropped.

“i don’t know, maybe i’m over thinking… like— i just— he knows that i’ve never dated a younger guy before and i thought he didn’t care about my age but now? like, what if it’s all just to impress his friends?”

“yeah.”

“maybe i should just— no. nevermind, that’s stupid.”

“no, say it!”

“fuck, i should have never dated a younger guy and especially a fucking tiktoker! maybe i should just break it off with him..”

“y/n…” lily whined.

“i know, but what if he just sees me as a number? as a notch on his belt? i don’t want to be that! i mean he and i have literally nothing in common. i should have known that it wasn’t real.” you started to get emotional, fighting back the tears that were threatening to fall.

“i don’t want to leave him. i don’t. it’s just…” you dropped the phone and hung your head low, closing your eyes and feeling the tears stream down your face.

“y/n? are you okay?”

“yeah.” you picked the phone back up. “i-i just don’t want to be used. i want to be picked for who i am and i’m just sick of being a second option.”

vinnie’s head hit the wall, making a loud noise. you snapped out of it and looked at the hallway. “vinnie?!”

he skipped quickly down the hallway, careful for you not to hear. “yeah?!”

“what was that?”

“um.. i dropped something.” he pretended to be leaving the room he was in and walked out to the living room. “are you okay?”

“mm? me? no, i’m fine! um, lily i have to call you later.” you hung up the phone and watched vinnie walk over to the dining room; seemingly oblivious to your conversation with lily.

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while putting on your lab coat, your phone began to ring in the pocket of the jacket that was hung on the coat hanger. embarrassed, you apologized to the other people in the lab and quickly grabbed your phone and stood in the hallway.

“hey, what are you doing calling me? are you okay?” you whispered, careful not to get caught.

“i know! i know, i’m sorry. it’s important—“

“y/l/n, no calls in the hall.”

“i know! david i’m sorry, hold on.” you skipped down the stairs and outside, into the parking lot. you didn’t want to be inside anyways, feeling nauseous and it being to noisy in there. “okay, sorry. what’s so important?” you sighed.

“are you okay?”

“yeah, just a little dizzy and my head hurts, but it’s fine. what’s wrong?” you rubbed your head with the back of your hand. you had just gotten there and hadn’t even started experimenting or testing yet.

“what dress size are you?”

“i’m sorry? dress? i- i don’t even wear dresses—“

“i know but i really think that you should, you’d look nice in one. but um… look.”

“look? look at what? you aren’t here—“ you glanced up and saw vinnie waving at you, leaned up against his car. hanging up the phone, you huffed and stomped over. vinnie had been extra sweet to you recently, and you weren’t sure why. it was like he just woke up extra clingy and hasn’t changed back.

“what are you doing here?!” smiling, you quickly kissed him and hoped none of the chemists saw. “i didn’t even think that you knew how to get here.”

“i know, i know. but i just had to show you something.” his demeanor was anxious, as if he was excited about something. you gulped.

“what?”

he held out his hand and revealed two tickets to the movie premiere for Eternals, a movie that he knew you were excited to see. your mouth made an ‘o’ shape and you grabbed them from his hand.

“VINNIE?!” jumping up on him, you kissed him passionately and laughed. “what is this for?!”

“i pictured us watching it together, so we might as well go on the red carpet together too!”

“oh my god, vinnie— what am i going to wear?! how did you do this?!”

“well a cast member was following me so i sent him a dm and don’t worry about it, i got a dress made for you.”

your heart began to race and you found yourself continuously pacing your eyes back and forth over his demeanor; scared that he might be joking.

“i don’t even know what to say..”

“don’t say anything!” his hand was gripped on your arm and you felt the butterflies flutter throughout your body. “just get back in there and do your stuff. i’ll talk to you about it when you’re done.”

“really?”

“yes, now go!” he pushed you softly towards the building. you ran off before looking back at him.

“i love you!”

“i love you!”

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“my feet are killing me!” ripping off the heels you wore, you sat down on the chair and watched vinnie undress. still in the gown from the eternals premier, you began to go through the reality withdrawals.

“i can’t believe i met angelina jolie.”

“i can’t believe you look that stunning.” he remarked.

“okay, seriously.” you dropped the shoes on the ground and looked up at him who was now in a plain black t shirt. “what is with you?”

“what do you mean?”

“i mean you’ve been totally dependent on me recently! like all clingy and buying me stuff— which is cute and sweet but it’s just extra and not you.” he stiffened, not sure what to say but knowing exactly what he didn’t want to say.

“okay— i…i heard you on the phone with lily.”

“okay? and?” confused as to what he was talking about. he just looked at you solemnly and it suddenly clicked. “oh.”

“i didn’t want you to leave me, okay? i know that we have our differences and i’m sorry for what people may say about you, but i love you and it’s not because of your age, okay?”

“how do you know that, though?” your voice cracked and you became visually upset. “i mean.. you met me KNOWING that i was older than you and single. that didn’t have anything to do with your perception of me?”

“of course not!” he jolted his arms out in a ‘duh’ manner and approached you. “y/n, i couldn’t care less about how old you are, okay? i’d love you all the same, even if you were my age.” you smiled and looked up at him softly. “did you really think about leaving me?”

“of course not! i was just upset, babe.” you reached out to comb through his hair as the two of you smiled at one another.

“so we are okay?”

“yes, vinnie. we are okay.” you pressed your lips against his and grinned. “can we just chill for the night?”

“oh, i uh.. i have to stream.”

“oh.” your voice dropped slightly.

“but i can cancel it if you wan—“

“NO! no, i want you to do it! it’s fine, i’ll just watch tv.” grabbing the remote, you flipped through the channels. vinnie continued looking at her.

“you knowwww… you can always join if you want to..”

a chuckle escaped your lips, “yeah, okay.” vinnie noted the sarcasm in your voice.

“no, i’m serious!”

pausing the tv, you looked up at him. “vinnie, you’re fans don’t care about me— they probably would be bored just by looking at me.”

“mmhmm, okay!” vinnie spoke, equally as sarcastic as you were.

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“y/n!”

you were seated on the couch, now in your pajamas when you heard vinnie call out your name. “yeah?”

“the chat wants to talk to you!”

what did he just say?

you felt your lips curve upwards and you quickly skipped over to the gaming room. inching your way in, you saw that you were in the frame. “here she is!”

thank god i still have makeup and hair from earlier!

not knowing what to do, you just waved awkwardly.

“come here, use this stool.” you sat beside him, the stool making you appear taller than he was. “okay, what did you guys want to ask her?”

comments started rushing and y/n didn’t know where to look. “it seems that they want to know about your job, so how about you tell them, babe.”

“okay, um… i’m actually a chemist! so it’s probably really boring to you guys..” you read through the numerous comments, most of them being nicer than you expected.

“they want to know! right chat? yeah, tell them!” he grabbed hera and put her on his lap, petting her.

“well basically i’m a chemical engineer so i use chemical reactions and properties to create different materials!” you nodded.

“they want to know if you can help them with their chemistry homework.”

you bursted out laughing. vinnie looked at you in awe of how happy you seemed and everything felt warm inside you two. “yes,”

“i can definitely help you guys with chemistry homework.”

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@radioblah-blah @janesofia7 @aleksanderblack

[un2-verse]

BILLY — Kim Taehyung (3)

Synopsis: News of a Sadistic Serial Killer nicknamed “Jigsaw” is spreading around town like wildfire… the nickname stemming from the puzzle piece he cuts from every victim’s body. No one knows who he’ll trap next but in a town full of delinquents and criminals, it could never be you. Right?

Pairing: yandere!Taehyung x f!reader

genre: angst, horror, weirdly some fluff lol

Warnings: dark themes, yandere, stalking, manipulation, conditioning, mentions of abuse, suicidal ideations/attempts, self harm, murder, depictions of torture etc (basically its gorey and fucked up), angel trap, etc stabbing and guns. do not read if triggered!!!!

wordcount: 2.2k

taglist: @yes-sol-not-soul @yoongiofmine

a/n: pt 3 is here!! honestly i wasnt expecting this amount of support as i’ve never published my writing before so thank u sm ♡ i was inspired to write this one night and i had no idea where it’d go or anything but i’m happy with the way its turning out :D fun fact abt me, i’ve been obsessed w the franchise since i was little and i actually have 2 saw tattoos, one of billy and one above saying “cherish your life” since that’s pretty much the motto of saw :) and i have quite the collection of saw/billy items so why not turn my fav horror film into a fucked up love story! let me know if u would like to be added to the taglist and pls enjoy reading^^ feel free to send me asks abt the series or anything u want~ i love hearing from u guys!! :D ps— taehyung and the reader dont have much interaction in this part,, theyll definitely be more of them together in part 4 :) unedited so pls excuse any mistakes!! tysm <33 and remember these are fictional characters and do not represent bts personally in any way!!

series masterlist

part one part two

The headlines constantly named the Jigsaw Killer, Billy. The somewhat eerie little doll that had a face as white as a Calla Lily with spirals on it’s cheeks as red as the blood that was shed during the tests. Billy was always dressed in a little black suit with a red bowtie and he was (most of the time) situated on a squeaky battered tricycle. Attached was always a tape that read “play me” and when the subjects did, a chilling voice— one that could make even the world's worst predators shiver with terror— would echo around the room.

Everyone knew that a doll clearly wasn’t responsible, yet they gave it the name Billy in hopes to somewhat humanise the face that instilled panic— they did not want to live in fear.

It was the only face behind the killings.

But this time, there was a different subject stuck in the test and Billy had made sure there was no way for them to survive.

“How are you scared of heights? You’re practically a giant yourself!”

“Just because I’m tall doesn’t mean I can’t be scared of heights Y/Nie.”

You had no idea how long had passed since Taehyung had turned up at the garage, you were too busy chatting away squeezed into the kitchen while your Dad, Yoongi and Hobi worked on the cars in the shop. If anyone could hear you both, they would think you’d known eachother since childhood— the playful jokes and light touches exaggerated that.

You’d only known him for a few hours really, if you added the time spent with him on the first day and now. It hadn’t seemed like all those weeks ago that you first met, he had a familiar presence, as though you had known him for years compared to the hours.

“I just wouldn’t imagine you to be scared of anything Taehyung… you seem so confident and fearless.”

You saw the way Taehyung looked at you. His eyes flashed with understanding.

“I did have my fears back then, much like yours.”

“What do you mean?” you had a rough idea on what he meant but you needed him to voice it.

A deep inhale and the words flowed from his lips before he could stop it, “The fear of living. I had been through some stuff you know, growing up. My mum was working a lot and my dad was an alcoholic, he was so fucking possessive and wouldn’t let her go anywhere without kicking off. It was a fucking shitshow and so toxic. This one time though, I’d pretended that I’d gone to school and waited outside the front door. It didn’t take long before I heard shit getting smashed and my dad shouting.” Taehyung was telling the truth only, he left out the part where he was also as possessive, if not more, than his father. Well, let's say… obsessive. “I just ran in the house and saw my dad towering over my mum and I don’t remember what happened but, I do remember my mum crying and my dad disappeared.”

Now Taehyung was lying through his teeth. He remembered clearly, almost like it was yesterday. He smashed the nearest bottle, pulled his mother away from the monster that scared her and stabbed him. Not just once, not twice but thirty-seven times. Hence the thirty seven tattoo on the palm of his right hand (the one he’d actually killed his father with). There was only Taehyung who knew what it meant, he counted every single time the broken glass pierced his father’s body, he counted with a smile on his face and a chuckle in his throat.

You were at a loss for words. Your mouth gaped in shock, eyes wide and your brain scrambled for the right thing to say. You reached over and grabbed his hand, interlacing your fingers. His thumb running back and forth along your hand. “I’m sorry, I can’t imagine what that must’ve been like.” There was no way you could relate, your mother and father were happy and in love. They had the ideal relationship, one you wished for yourself. You could empathise though.

“You don’t need to be sorry baby, it’s in the past and I’ve moved on from it. I was like you though, poisoned by the roots that keep you on the ground even though you wanted nothing more than to break free and be no longer.” A silence fell over you both before Taehyung uttered, “I wasn’t successful with my attempt so now I’m here to help you.”

Warmth spread throughout your body, a smile graced your features as you no longer felt alone.

You had a completely different idea to what those words actually meant.

It was nearing the evening when Taehyung’s car had been fixed. Yoongi popped his head in the kitchen to tell him but stopped himself so as to not interrupt the scene before him. You were laughing along to whatever Taehyung was babbling about with your hand resting on his bicep, with that look in your eyes that he hadn’t seen for years. Yoongi felt himself smile as he saw you hanging onto Taehyung's every word.

For the first time in forever, you looked alive.

Yoongi cleared his throat which drew yours and Taehyung’s attention, “Sorry to interrupt guys. We’ve finished with your car so whenever you’re ready we’ll be outside.” The infamous gummy smile overtook his features, you felt yourself beam in return.

“Thanks man! I’ll be like, five minutes.”

Yoongi nodded his head in reply and swiftly left the room.

You’d taken Tae’s hand into yours, playing with the array of rings that occupied his fingers. Solemn thoughts overtook, am I not gonna see him again? Was this, whatever this is, over before it had even begun? Your eyes stayed on his hand as you turned it over and traced your finger over the inked ‘thirty seven’ on his palm. “What does this mean?”

Taehyung didn’t think twice before he practically beamed out, “It’s my lucky number.”

The difference was, it wasn’t really his lucky number… although he did see it that way. It was the number that had stayed with him. It was something he was proud of, whenever he looked at the hand that killed his father, his chest filled with pride and a joyous feeling overtook his senses. It was his first murder. Something he relished in and thus, created the onslaught of Jigsaw killings. He targeted a certain type— those whose sins would lock them up forever if they were ever found out. Racists, murderers, rapists, drug dealers, con-men. Authoritative figures who abused their power. He even went as far as subjecting suicidal people.

You see, things aren’t sequential. Good doesn’t lead to good, nor bad to bad. People who steal, don’t get caught, they live the good life. Others lie, cheat and get elected.

Some people would call it karma but Taehyung, he called it justice.

He’d started this with one thing on his mind— those that don’t appreciate life do not deserve it.

Whenever a serial killer was on the loose, the press did what they always did. They gave them a nickname. While the public had named the doll Billy. The actual killer was named ‘Jigsaw’.

This stemmed from the jigsaw piece that was cut from the victims skin, no one knew why he was doing it or what it even stood for.

It did have a meaning although unknown to the public.

The jigsaw piece that was cut from the subjects was only ever meant to be a symbol that that subject was missing something. A vital piece of the human puzzle. The survival instinct.

After all, until a person is faced with death, it’s impossible to tell whether they have what it takes to survive.

Across town an underground abandoned warehouse, was where the next subject had found themselves.

They were suspended in the air, their feet merely dangling above the ground. The putrid smell of death lingered in every crevice, the sound of rats scurrying along the concrete floor filled their ears just as they began to stir awake.

A pain in their ribs was the overwhelming factor to them finally coming around. When they groggily opened their eyes, they were paralised with fear due to the scene in front of them.

A doll sat a few feet ahead, perched upon a tricycle. Adorned with a black suit and a red bowtie. A slow red light flashed in his eyes.

Billy.

Before the subject could even register how, when or why they found themselves trapped in a test, footsteps echoed behind them. The subject called out, “Help! Please, somebody help! I shouldn’t be here!”

A tsk reached their ears, as a disembodied voice replied, “Trust me, no one can hear you. Scream all you like. You’d just be wasting your breath, you may as well cherish it before it's gone.”

With hairs stood on end, the subject stilled. “What do you want from me?”

“I don’t want anything from you.” The man's footsteps grew louder. “I’m here to serve justice, that’s all.”

The man rounded the subject, settling in their view with only his cloaked back visible while he tended to the little doll. He touched Billy delicately—like he was a little child that he loved dearly. He combed his gloved hand through the doll's black hair and eventually pulled his fingers from the tresses to pat his head gently.

“You fucking psycho! Let me go!”

He couldn’t help but laugh at that which only infuriated the subject more causing them to shake in anger, a movement they soon ceased when they realised something was penetrating their ribs.

“I’d be very careful if I was you, we wouldn’t want you hurting yourself now… would we?” The cloaked figure spun around. An angry glint to his eye.

“What the fuck, you’re fucking crazy. Let me out, this isn’t right!” The subject tried their hardest to swing their legs, to somehow kick the man who’d imprisoned them.

“I think you’ll find it is right. You’re unworthy of the body you possess.” He inched closer, “see, when someone purposely intends to harm others, they lose their right to life.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

The man arched a brow as he replied, “Don’t play dumb. You know exactly what I’m talking about.” He felt like it was a game of cat and mouse except, he was a tiger and his subject, was the tiniest prey to mankind. “But, let me remind you! Since you can’t get your thick fucking head to work. You’re a liar, a cheater and an abuser. That ring any bells?”

The subject's face dropped.

“Ah, I see by your expression you know exactly what I’m talking about! Glad to see we’re on the same page.” He shrugged his cloak off placing it to the side of the doll. “I want to play a game.”

“What game? This isn’t a fucking game! You’re sick in the head you fucking cunt!”

The atmosphere shifted, the man remained calm while the subject went ballistic.

“What is this? What fucking game?”

“You feel the machine that’s currently occupying your ribs? Well, in about ten minutes that’s going to rip you apart. I’m proud to say that trap is my baby. I’ve been working on it especially for you! How nice is that?” he reached out to tug at the subject’s legs, tormenting them like a cat would a mouse. “Anyway, as my beautiful angel trap will rip you apart, my darling little friend Billy over here,” the subject followed the direction the man's hand pointed, “is going to match your face with the ugliness of your soul.”

“Fuck, fuck this! How do I stop it? Tell me how I fucking stop it!”

A boxy grin overtook the man's face, laughter poured from his mouth as he leaned over and slapped the subject’s leg. “This is a special game.”

“Who are you? What do you mean by ‘special game’?”

He raised himself so he stood tall and grabbed a knife from his pocket, “I’m the man you call Jigsaw.” He traced the tip of the knife along the subject’s ankle, “and when I say a special game… I mean you can’t get out.” While the subject was screaming in realisation, Taehyung walked back for his cloak, hung it over his shoulder and stalked off back the way he came. He sent one last smile to the subject as he rounded them and within the blink of an eye, he gripped the knife and slashed the subject’s achilles.

A chilling scream pierced the eerie atmosphere, the subject couldn’t string words together. Abundances of anxiety, terror and pure panic took reign of their body. Taehyung grabbed the injured muscles and forced his gloved fingers in as he gripped and twisted them, “That’s for Y/N.”

Taehyung had pressed the timer before he cut the subject’s tendons. He grabbed the tape from his pocket and threw it on the ground and with a chuckle he shouted, “Game over!”

Before he reached the end of the hallway, he heard the gunshots pierce his subjects face followed by the sound of the angel trap, even this far away Taehyung heard every crack of the ribs and the noise of the body being tore apart.

Without looking back, Taehyung rounded the corner and slammed the door shut.

He’d chosen the Angel trap for the irony, the subject that was currently hanging from the ceiling was no angel. They were a fucked up, evil, waste of space. Taehyung had done the world a favour, he’d done you a favour.

That got him thinking, how much blood would you shed in order to stay alive?

[a/n: who do we think was in the trap???👀]

[whatstruthgottodowithit]

The Other Evans Girl [Part Sixty One]

Fandom: Harry Potter [Marauder’s Era]

Pairing: Sirius Black/Original Female Character, Sirius Black/Daisy Evans, James Potter/Lily Evans

Characters: Sirius Black, Original Female Character, Daisy Evans, Lily Evans, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Harry Potter, Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, Alice Fortescue, Frank Longbottom, Marlene McKinnon, Albus Dumbledore, Voldemort, Peter Pettigrew, Lucius Malfoy, Bellatrix LeStrange, Walburga Black,

Word Count: 2372

Rating: Mature

Summary: Hogwarts is a safe haven, a home for many. But it’s often a place where heartache, love and complex emotions dwell and none know that better than the Marauders. Lily Evans just wants to make it out as a successful witch though the oncoming war and the ongoing advances of James Potter threaten that. Daisy Evans, her twin, has other goals. Join the Evans sister’s as they make their way through Hogwarts, prepare for war and eventually find love.

Tags/ Warnings: My Writing, The Other Evans Girl, Sirius Black Fic, Sirius Black/You, Sirius Black x OFC, OFC, Marauders Fic, Eventual Sirius Black, Sirius Black x Reader Fic, Sirius Black Fic, James Potter is a bit of a dick but we LOVE it, Hogsmeade, Friends, Hate, Love, Angst, Fluff, Kissing, Implied Sex, Potters, Babies, Weddings, Dating, Friends to Loves, Slow Burn, Eventual Sirius and Daisy, Teenage Angst, Insecurities, Fighting, Arguing, Bullying, War, First Wizarding War, Marauders, Marauder’s Era, 1970’s, 1970s Fashion, Canon Character Deaths, Loss of Virginity, Crying, Voldemort, The Other Evans Girl, Marauders Era to war, Multiple Parts, GORE, injuries, harm, fighting, blood, The Potter’s Mansion // Daisy’s Dress // NYE Lily’s Dress // NYE Daisy’s Dress // Lily’s Ring // Daisy’s Ring

Notes: can i say i dont know how ive churned out sixty parts but oh my i love writing this series

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TAGS - @maeisafangirl@mysteriouslydelicateface

When Daisy finally crept back to the dormitory it was gone 1 am. Her eyes were heavy and aching but and she wanted nothing more than to climb into bed but as she made her way over to it she heard Lily call her name. She was sitting up in bed, her eyes anxious and wide.

‘What are you doing back so late?’ she said as Daisy walked towards her bed. ‘I was with Sirius,’ Daisy said simply. ‘Oh, right, yeah of course,’ Lily said. ‘Were you waiting up for me?’ Daisy asked. ‘No, of course not, I was reading I just…’ ‘Lil?’ ‘Maybe,’ she mumbled. Daisy chuckled and climbed into bed beside her sister, pulling the covers over both of them. She sunk into her so her head was resting on Lily’s shoulder. Neither spoke for a moment.

‘So,’ Daisy said, ‘what’s the matter?’ ‘Nothing,’ Lily said. ‘But?’ ‘I guess I just wanted to offload. About today,’ she said sheepishly. Daisy pulled back and held back a smirk as she watched a red tinge creep across her sister’s face. Just like Lily to need to dissect everything. Daisy swore she never did anything without strenuous preplanning and rigorous evaluating afterwards.

‘Why what was today? Something special?’ Daisy chuckled earning a glare from her twin, ‘alright alright come on how was it?’ ‘Okay,’ Lily said quietly. Daisy frowned. ‘Okay bad or okay good?’ she asked with worry. ‘Just okay,’ Lily said. ‘Wow, let’s hope James can’t hear you from here I don’t think his ego would ever recover,’ Daisy said nudging her sister. When she received nothing back she frowned again.

‘Lil, are you sure you’re okay?’ Daisy asked. ‘Yeah, I just. I thought I’d feel different you know? Like I’d be a whole new woman but I don’t feel any different. I planned for everything. And it wasn’t like I planned. Actually, it was a bit awkward… maybe there’s something wrong with me.’ ‘Nothing’s wrong with you,’ Daisy said. ‘I just feel like he was expecting something more,’ Lily said. ‘I’m sure he was just happy to be there,’ Daisy chuckled but Lily frowned, ‘were you expecting more?’ ‘No,’ Lily said, ‘I guess I just thought I’d be more prepared or less nervous. And I didn’t think he would be. He was actually more nervous than me.’ ‘It was both your first time,’ Daisy reasoned. ‘Yeah, I guess you’re right,’ she said, ‘Besides you don't have to do it again if you don't want to…not right away at least,’ Daisy said. ‘What and have Sirius tease us mercilessly no thank you,’ Lily scoffed but Daisy’s face fell into a pout.

‘Sirius wouldn’t do that,’ she countered. ‘Right, Hogwarts casanova wouldn’t tease his best mate-’ ‘He’s not a casanova! And if you must know Sirius hasn’t…’ ‘Oh,’ Lily said, ‘I thought…’ ‘Me too,’ Daisy said, ‘actually I was freaking out the other way.’ ‘You were?’ Lily asked. Daisy nodded. ‘I was freaking out because you were ready and I wasn’t…I’m not,’ Daisy said. ‘Does Sirius know?’ ‘I told him today. He was actually really sweet about it. That’s when he told me about, well, his reputation being a little exaggerated. I mean if you tell anyone he’ll probably kill me and you so-’ ‘I’ll keep it to myself don’t worry,’ Lily said. ‘Good,’ Daisy said falling quiet. The pair of them sat there for a moment cuddled into one another, as they had done so many times before.

Eventually, Daisy said, ‘Lil?’ ‘Mmm?’ ‘Do you regret it?’ ‘...No. No, I don’t think I do,’ Lily said quietly. ‘I guess that’s a good thing. I mean, even if it wasn’t quite what you expected,’ Daisy replied. ‘Yeah,’ Lily said, ‘and I wouldn’t worry you know…if you’re not ready to.’ ‘I’m not. Not anymore. Sirius made me realise I was being silly,’ Daisy said. ‘We really did pick two good ones didn’t we,’ Lily said. ‘Oh god,’ Daisy groaned. ‘What?’ ‘You’re going soft.’ ‘I am not!’ Lily protested. ‘Yes, you are!’ Daisy giggled, ‘just for the love of God do not say that around them. They may be good men but they’re big-headed boys first of all.’

After that, they were in very hushed giggles. Daisy was laughing so hard she could feel it in her ribs until finally the laughter subsided and they fell back into quiet.

‘I should probably get into bed,’ Daisy said with a sigh. Lily looked at her and nodded. The blonde climbed out of bed and padded across the short distance to her own bunk. She stripped off her clothes and shoved on the pyjamas she had been wearing yesterday before she climbed into her own bed and covered up, ready to settle down to sleep as she lay there she heard her sister speak. ‘Night Dais,’ Lily whispered. ‘Night Lil,’ Daisy said. ‘Dais,’ Lily said quietly. Daisy rolled onto her elbow to find her sister in a similar pose on her own bed watching her quietly. ‘Yeah?’ ‘I’m glad I waited up for you…’ she said, ‘you’re a good sister you know that?’ ‘You too,’ Daisy said. ‘Love you,’ Lily smiled. ‘Love you too,’ Daisy replied before she fell back into bed and allowed sleep to pull her under.

✵✵✵

Lily seemed to relax a little after she had unloaded her worries to her sister’s listening ears. And though everyone knew what they had been up to that day, well bar Peter, there was no teasing or ribbing as Lily expected. Sirius did tell her that James had been beside himself when he got in. Proud as punch and had seemingly not noticed any of the awkwardness Daisy had told her about. Daisy had rolled her eyes but kept quiet. Typical. Whilst the girls were in knots about every aspect of their relationships the boys were oblivious. Go figure.

Daisy and Sirius’ relationship had gotten a lot better though. Since Daisy had been honest with him about her feelings they seemed to be on the same page. And that page included being very handsy. The only night they hadn’t spent tucked away together was defence club night and that was only because they physically couldn’t be. And having missed one another’s touch the following morning they came down to breakfast hand in hand. There were a few lingering looks since this was the first time they were open about being together but Daisy found she didn’t care.

As she slotted onto the bench Sirius sat down beside her. Lily and James were across from them but they were the only ones there. Daisy knew Alice was in the library helping Frank with some revision and she had seen Marlene bolt from the dormitory first thing to meet Pierre but she expected the boys to be there.

‘Where is everyone?’ Daisy asked as she poured herself a bowl of cornflakes. ‘Pete’s got some gobstones meeting,’ James said, ‘and Rem’s not feeling too good.’ ‘Is he alright?’ Daisy asked with a frown. Sirius hadn’t mentioned it on their way down to breakfast. ‘He’s fine. Just tired,’ James said. ‘Is he missing the day?’ Lily asked with concern probably more about his attendance record than his well-being. ‘Nah, he said he’d be up later,’ James said as he wiped his mouth on the back of his sleeve earning a glare from Lily that he ignored. ‘Maybe we should tell McGonagall,’ Lily said. ‘Tell me what?’ a nasal voice said from behind them. The four of them turned to find McGonagall standing behind James and lily having seemingly crept up on them. ‘That Remus isn’t feeling well Professor,’ James said. ‘Right,’ McGonagall said, her lips pursed and her eyes narrowed for a moment, the lack of trust for anything the boys said evident in her tone. ‘He said he thinks he’s going to have to miss a couple of lessons,’ Lily said, ‘we just thought we should tell you so you know he’s not just skipping.’ ‘Okay…thank you, Miss Evans,’ McGonagall said with a kind smile. James rolled his eyes and turned around back to his toast making Sirius and Daisy have to try and hold in their laughter. James was not one to be outdone, even if it was Lily who was doing the outdoing.

‘Mr Black?’ McGonagall said cutting their hushed laughter off. ‘Yes, Professor?’ Sirius said after a beat. ‘I have a letter for you,’ she said handing him an envelope, ‘and I want to see you in my office after school.’ ‘Am I-’ Sirius said but she was gone flying up the aisle and out of the grand hall. Three confused faces turned to look at him. He shrugged and opened the letter scanning through it quickly.

‘What is it?’ Daisy asked trying to peek. ‘It’s from my uncle,’ Sirius said. ‘Your uncle?’ James said. ‘Yeah,’ Sirius said, ‘he’s dead.’ ‘Oh Sirius I’m sorry,’ Lily said. ‘Don’t be,’ Sirius said, ‘I mean he wasn’t horrible or anything. I mean coming from my family he could’ve been a lot worse but I didn’t really know him or anything. We only met like twice.’ ‘So why the letter?’ Daisy asked. ‘It’s from his estate people,’ Sirius said, ‘he’s mentioned me in his will.’ ‘Seriously?!’ James said yanking the paper from him. Lily elbowed him but still scanned the letter as he did.

Dear Sirius,

I am writing this letter on behalf of my client Marius Perseus Black whom I regret to inform you has passed away. Before his passing, he made me the executor of his will and therefore it is my job to inform you that he has named you as a beneficiary. In order to fulfil his wishes I hereby invite you to a reading of his will. As I understand you are currently underage and a school student therefore I ask you to respond with the cooperation of your appointed guardian.

I offer my sincerest condolences. I expect to hear from you soon.

Yours Sincerely

J. M. Thicknesse

‘Bloody hell mate,’ James said handing it back. ‘What do you think he’s left you?’ Lily said. ‘I dunno,’ Sirius said, ‘I don’t really know him. My mother hated him so…’ ‘You don’t think they’ll be there? Do you?’ Daisy said quietly. ‘I don’t know,’ Sirius said throwing a glance toward the Slytherin table, ‘Regulus doesn’t seem to have gotten the same memo.’ ‘Maybe you’re the only person he liked,’ James chuckled. ‘Maybe,’ Sirius chuckled. ‘I’ll tell you one thing though,’ James said taking a bite of toast, ‘you better hope he left you something decent if you have to go through a meeting with Minnie to get it.’

✵✵✵ Daisy paced outside the wooden door. Sirius had been in McGonagall’s office for over half an hour and she was going stir-crazy. They’d spent all day speculating about what this will would bring and she was at the end of her tether. She needed to know. Or at least know the next phase. Eventually, she heard movement and the door clicked open allowing Sirius to step out. He closed it quietly behind him but as Daisy went to jump in he shook his head.

‘Not here,’ he said. She nodded and followed him down the corridor until they reached an empty classroom. After doing a quick sweep of the corridor to make sure no one was about they ducked inside and closed the door behind them.

‘What did she say?’ Daisy asked as she perched on a table. Sirius stood in between her legs, his hands on her thighs, as he looked at her. ‘Well, the meeting’s next Friday at 2pm,’ he said. ‘And?’ ‘And this Thicknesse guy will tell me everything when I get there,’ Sirius shrugged. ‘She doesn’t know what he’s left you?’ Daisy asked. ‘No but I don’t think she’s allowed to know though not through lack of trying’ Sirius chuckled, ‘she let slip that she got the letter last week and she’d been needling this poor bloke for as many details as she could get.’ ‘He must be the real deal if he didn’t cave to Minnie,’ Daisy giggled. ‘Yeah,’ Sirius smiled.

Suddenly a thought popped into Daisy’s head and she dropped her gaze as she mumbled, ‘does she know if your brother’s invited?’ ‘Yeah,’ Sirius said making her look up with worry, ‘I mean she knows. He’s not. None of them are. She told him it was a delicate situation and that I’d need a separate appointment.’ ‘Well, I suppose that’s good.’ ‘Yeah but that doesn't mean they’re not involved in the will,’ Sirius said. ‘Yeah but you don’t care what he’s left you right? I mean they can have whatever-’ ‘But if he’s left it to more than one of us I might have to see them. Like if it’s something big it’ll be all official and that,’ Sirius mumbled. ‘Well we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it,’ Daisy said leaning up to press a tender kiss on his lips.

‘That’s the other thing,’ Sirius said. ‘What?’ ‘I asked McGonagall what was going to happen about the appointment…’ ‘And?’ Daisy asked nervously. ‘She said I could go without her.’ ‘She let you have a day off school? Unsupervised?!’ Daisy baulked, ‘is she okay?’ ‘Well she said I had to go with someone sensible,’ Sirius said. ‘So?’ Daisy said biting her lip. ‘So how would you like to accompany me to hear about some dead bloke’s stuff?’ Sirius chuckled. ‘Oh Mr Black you are such a romantic,’ Daisy chuckled. ‘Hey if you don’t want to I can always ask Remus,’ Sirius chuckled leaning in to kiss her. Her arms wrapped around his neck as he pulled her to him. She couldn’t help but feel a flutter between her legs as he stood between them kissing her passionately. When he pulled back the feeling got deeper as she saw his face. His grey eyes were sparkling in the low lamplight and his lips were more prominent from kissing her.

Then after a moment he smiled and said, ‘I love you y’know.’ ‘I love you too,’ Daisy said with a smile. ‘It’s a good job I knew that before I come into all my money huh?’ Sirius chuckled. ‘Oh definitely,’ Daisy giggled.

[its-me-im-coraline]

Best Years // Thomas Raggi // Playlist

words // 1109

warnings // angst as hell, why am i writing so much angst? I dont know

pairing // Thomas Raggi x GN!Reader

author's note // if you want to be on the tag list let me know. sorry I did not post yesterday, i was not feeling really inspired at all so yeah, but thankfully that's changed today so here. WHO LET ME WRITE SO MUCH ANGST SOMEONE STOP ME OMG. Unless you like the angst, then don't stop me 😉 Also please forgive me for making Thomas the bad guy on this fic, i literally randomly picked the songs for these fics at first without thinking of the lyrics so now I'm stuck with the consequences of angst

request // nope

summary // Thomas and reader have been having an on and off relationship. One moment they are together, the next they are entertaining other people; but in the end they only ever think of each other.

“Don’t you just feel great, here, like that, with me holding you?” The man was lying on the bed of his hotel room, his partner in his arms, simply basking in the afterglow of what went down a few minutes ago.

Y/N just smiled at him, eyes closed and head resting on his shoulder. “Mhm,” they simply mumbled, drifting off to sleep.

By the time morning came around Thomas had already gotten up, leaving his partner alone in the bed before abandoning the room heading for the dinning area for breakfast. When he got to it his bandmates were already there, sitting at a table and eating, only giving him a disappointed look.

“You didn’t tell them. Again.” Victoria glared at her friend while poking her eggs with her fork maybe a little to violently

“There is nothing to say Vic. We are together again, what happened when we were not does not concern them.”

“Thomas! This has already happened so many times. You break up, you go with someone else, you get back together and act like nothing happened!” He was their friend, that is for sure, but Thomas’ bandmates pride themselves in their honesty and in their effort to be respectful. It did not seem to be the case for the younger man.

He wasn’t a bad person, no, but his mind was clouded by the options, the excitement of the moment, that rush. He loved Y/N - not that he knew that - but he had a terribly difficult time being consistent. He was young, spontaneous, had not had much time to explore his options, and while it was entirely wrong, he did so now at the expense of his lover. The words he heard put him in deep thought, and at this time deep thought ment deep drinking for him.

As the night rolled around Thomas found himself occupying the hotel bar. Considering emotions, problems and choices is a hard thing and though he had to do so he was not even remotely ready for that. The comfort of the drink and the existence of beautiful women was enough for a journey of the mind and a mistake of the body. By the time he was done he found himself sitting outside of his hotel room, where Y/N was just inside.

His back was on the wall and his eyes were closed, almost falling asleep right there, so he failed to hear them open the door. “Thomas, dio mio, I was just coming to look for you! Are you okay?” They were concerned to say the least, an obvious observation really. Their eyebrows were furrowed, lips separated and hand on their chest, holding the little pendant Thomas had given them - it was a thing they tended to do whenever they were nervous, hold the charm of the pendant, take a deep breath and it helped calm them down.

“No need, amore, as you can see I’m right here,” he slurred, stumbling across words, missing letters… He was very far gone and anyone could see that.

Y/N simply took a deep breath, bracing themselves for the upcoming night and morning. It was always the same cycle. He did something he should not, he would drink, do more things he should not and come back to Y/N. It was never fun but they did not have the heart to just leave him there.

“Come on, Thom, help me a little bit! You need to get up.” The man groaned but did as told before getting inside the room with his… partner.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered as Y/N sat him in the bathtub, trying to rid him of his drunken state even a little bit.

“I know you are.”

“No, no, no, you don’t understand! I really am sorry. I want to change…”

How many times? Just how many times has he said the same things, same excuses and same empty promises. It never changed and it had certainly gotten tiring. That was precisely the reason they could not believe that Thomas this time would be different, he had given them a million reasons to hesitate.

Maybe it was the on and off that became tiring, both parties figuring out different excuses that simply did not make sense, but always being enough to cause the temporary break ups. A lot of the time, especially if on tour, Thomas would find someone to ‘comfort’ him for a few nights, wasting his time with people that simply were not his. They never were Y/N, no matter how hard he tried to not think about that, he’d wake up the next morning with an unfamiliar person but a familiar discomfort in his stomach.

“It will not be the same, amore, I promise,” he said this time, “you’ll see! I’m willing to try.”

To be completely honest, Y/N did not seem to believe much of the man’s words. They had heard them time and time again, it had become difficult to put trust in them again. “I am not sure, Thomas,” they said, leaning behind them on the counter, “how can I possibly say that it’s ok, how can we be together, again?” The exasperation was obvious, not being able to be contained, after all the pain and the strain in their heart.

“I know, I know. I’ve been terrible… But I really am willing to change. Make it up for all the times I screwed up. I’ll make up for all of your tears.”

Y/N stayed quiet. They did not want to continue this conversation, especially while Thomas was drunk, this state making it even harder to believe him.

“I did not do it,” he breathed out after the silence had gotten too much, “I didn’t do it this time…”

“What didn’t you do?” asked Y/N, curiosity lacing their voice, puzzled at his words.

“I didn’t go with anyone. Not when we were apart this time, not while I got drunk. Everyone thinks I did so I let them believe it, but I didn’t,” he explained looking down, “I couldn’t.”

“Why?” They knew it was not the question they should be asking but before thinking the word had already come out.

“Because I realized something,” he responded, putting his palm on Y/N’s face after they came back to the side of the tub.

The only hummed back at him, prompting him to continue. “I want to be with you, for good. No more fighting, no more drinking, no more tears, baby. Nothing. I want to be full on this, please. I’ll give you the best years and nothing else will matter anymore.”

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Amelia's 400 followers mutual appreciation

okay what??? There's 400 of you?? I cannot believe it 🤯🤯 I'm so thankful for everyone that is following me and enjoys my content <3 I'm seriously so lucky to have all of you! For this milestone, I decided to make a post where I appreciate my lovely mutuals, because THEY ARE MY FAMILY AND I LOVE THEM <3 sooo enjoy lovelies mwah mwah

@amrtxntias - Heather, you're so sweet and beautiful, I love you! You always support me and your name is BEAUTIFUL <3 Your writing is gorgeous (just like you) and you seriously remind me of Lily Evans so much !

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@musicallisto - Clara, you are an aesthetic istg. Your love for history and fashion is so inspiring <3 I know we haven't interacted SUPER much but I love talking to you ! (Have I ever mentioned that you share both your name AND ethnicity (Spanish and French, right?) With one of my closest friends irl?)

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@siriusmydeer - Gia WIFEYYY you are amazing and I hope we're friends forever <3 I sometimes feel like I'm super annoying to you, becaus som very clingy, but it's just cause I love u ! Also, we NEED to interact more bubs we haven't talked too much lately :(

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love in all its forms - rafe cameron

you love rafe cameron and he loves you too. sometimes it’s better shown than told

pairing: rafe cameron x reader

warnings: allusion to sex, light angst (duh its me), no dialogue (is that a warning? idk)

words: 1k

a/n: this has been in my drafts for ages, finally finished her up this morning. this is probably the last thing i write for obx for a while, hoping s2 will bring some more motivation

Rafe Cameron has never been big on ‘I love you’s. He loves to hear it from you - your cracked sleep-laden voice first thing in the morning, a breathless whimper when he’s inside of you, rushed and casually as you peck his lips and leave the house, softly in his ear before you fall asleep in his arms, a quick text throughout the day. There is no sweeter sound that falls from your lips than those three syllables, except maybe for your soft sighs and moans.

Growing up, he never heard the words. A dead mother and an absentee father who didn’t have the time to ensure his emotional needs were met. It worsened as he got older, saddled with responsibilities and expectations he couldn’t keep up with, his father’s absenteeism grew into cold malice, the lack of love became an intentional absence. Ward Cameron only loved two of his children, and neither of them were his only son.

And so Rafe finds the words difficult to say. He means them, oh God does he mean them. He loves you like he’s never loved anything before. When he looks at you he sees an unbridled future, the two of you against the world, surviving and thriving, despite obstacle after obstacle. He sees marriage and a white picket fence and a dog and two and a half children that he will love the way he never was loved. He sees possibilities and hope and everything he ever dreamed of. He sees love in its purest form.

While he can’t say the words back when you utter them, he shows you in so many other ways. A vase of calla lilies brought home on a random Tuesday ‘just because’ and ‘they made me think of you’. Makeshift candle lit dinners when he knows you’ve had a bad day. Always vacuuming the living room carpet before you even have a chance to ask, because he knows it is your least favorite cleaning duty. Grabbing you a blue gatorade and your favorite snack when fueling up on a road trip even though you said you didn’t want anything. Gentle lovemaking, held hands and foreheads pressed together, intermingling breaths and soft kisses on bare skin. 

You treated him so good, he isn’t sure he deserves it. He knows he can be an asshole, and his temper needs work, and he can be overly possessive which you hate. He often says the wrong thing, can snap at you when you don’t deserve it. He sometimes forgets important things like your anniversary or dinner with one of your parents, and you don’t like it when he blows you off to go golfing with the boys. But you love him, flaws and all, and you will always forgive him. 

You knew love. Growing up, your parents had always told you they loved you and each other. with words, with actions, with gifts. Every morning you would witness the blissful domestic form of love, as your parents moved around the kitchen, movements a decades long choreography of your mother making coffee as your father made eggs. Stolen kisses and slight squeezes. A kiss atop your head and to your mother’s cheek before your father left for work and your mother was left to get you off to school. Dancing in the kitchen and family vacations and quiet Tuesdays. Father/daughter dances and dates and your mother pulling you out of school early one Friday a month to take you to get your nails done and a late lunch at your favorite restaurant. Consequently, you grew up very loved. 

However you also knew love could hurt. As a teenager, you had watched as your parents’ love for each other couldn’t combat their issues with each other. As your mother sought love in a man ten years her junior and as your father blamed himself, that his love hadn’t been enough for her. You knew that despite love’s best intentions it could very quickly turn to resentment, hate and impatience. You had witnessed the death of love, seen love in its most desperate and despicable form.

Despite this you had fallen deeply and quickly in love with Rafe Cameron. From the moment you had met freshman year at some stupid social your roommate had dragged you to, you knew he was it for you. He was dressed like a douchebag, blue henley and backwards baseball cap with your university team written across it, a red solo cup full of jungle juice grasped in one hand, the other hand flicking through his phone. Ordinarily he was exactly the type of guy that you would avoid but there was something about the look in his eye, or maybe it was the small smirk that graced his lips when he caught you staring for a minute too long. Whatever it was, it possessed you to cross the makeshift dancefloor, place your hand in his and drag him to dance with you; all without even knowing his name yet. He’d let you guide him and hadn’t stopped following you like a lovesick puppy since. 

At first it bothered you that he couldn’t say the words. You had an idea in your head of what the perfect progression of a relationship was, and when you had said the words first and he had been unable to reciprocate, you had stormed out of his apartment in a mix of embarrassment and sadness that your feelings were not shared. As he explained the next day, that wasn’t quite the truth, that he had never been comfortable with the words but that didn’t mean that he didn’t mean them too. 

As your relationship progressed, you began to see the ways he told you he loved you without having to physically speak the words. Picking you up at the bar after a few too many without any judgement. Taking on your least favorite household chores so you wouldn’t have to. You realized that love was more than three words, eight letters. It was every action, every conscious choice where he picked you every time. 

Your love wasn’t perfect. It was selfish and petty at times, it wasn’t always fair. But it was beautiful too, understanding and compassion and light. It was a combination of all you were and all that he was, and in all of its forms it was yours.

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[enbysiriusblack]

I keep posting non marauder content and I apologise (no i dont, you just have to deal with it)

BUT HERE GO, THE CONTENT YOU ACTUALLY WANT FROM ME (probably)

A lil Jily story of angst and fluff kind of:

(its not lil,, its pretty darn long)

tw. brief physical violence and stalking

Lily hated the summer holidays. Her sister always complaining about her return, her parents struggle with keeping Petunia calm while still spending time with Lily, and Severus' change of character once they were back in the muggle town.

But this summer, she had more to worry about. Severus still hadn't left her alone after their fall out. He had started waiting for her in the library, following her in between classes, and and watching her hanging out with her friends at Hogsmeade.

And now without her friends and the separate common rooms in the way, it would be even harder to avoid him and she was worried for her own safety.

So as she stepped off the train, said goodbye to her friends and walked towards her family. She was miserable.

And as the days of summer ticked by, Lily had locked herself in her bedroom. Not wanting to go downstairs in order to avoid the endless arguments and shouting of Petunia, and not wanting to go outside to avoid Severus stalking her and pleading with her to forgive him.

But after a few weeks, her parents urged her to get some sunlight and got her to go to the shop round the corner to grab a few things.

Carrying 2 bags, filled with milk, bread, toilet roll, laundry detergent, the daily newspaper, and a litre bottle of fanta; Lily left the shop. Only to spot Severus a few feet away, and hurriedly following her.

She started walking faster towards her house, but only a few metres a way from home, a hand sharply attached itself to her shoulder.

"Lily!! I'm trying to talk to you!!" He yelled.

Lily shook her shoulder, flinging his hand off it and back to his person.

"I've told you a million times!! Leave me alone!!" She yelled back.

"But I'm in love with you" he said, stepping forwards and about to touch her cheek.

She took a step back and scoffed, "you can't love someone while hating who they are"

"It's not your fault who you're born as, it doesn't matter to me. It's like a curse being put on you, but you can still overcome it. The dark Lord himself is a half blood like me! But we know we're better than that, we just have to overcome that set back." He replied, stepping closer and closer to Lily.

A loud crack sounded and blood ran down Snape's nose. He lifted a hand to his face and felt the blood pouring out. Her grocery bags fell to the floor.

"Being muggleborn is not a setback to overcome. Don't ever come near me again" she replied, before picking up her bags and heading back to her house without looking back once more.

.

The next morning, she looked out her window to see Snape standing outside, holding a bouquet of lilies.

She shut her blinds and hid in her room. As the days ticked by, she never left the house and Snape stood there hour after hour, bringing different assortments of gifts to compensate his inability to actually care about her.

She decided she had to leave for the rest of the holiday. But Mary was visiting family outside the country, Marlene and Dorcas were in Italy together to celebrate their anniversary. Then she remembered Remus was at home.

She owled Remus straight away and got a reply from him fairly quickly, accepting her request of staying at his till the holidays had ended.

So the next morning she packed her things, said goodbye to her mum, and drove with her dad to the train station around 7 am, before Snape arrived at the house.

It was a long, confusing train journey to Wales. But once she got there after hours on different trains, she spotted Remus and his mum sitting outside one of the station cafes.

Remus looked up as she walked towards them, and he moved over a piece of chocolate cake and his cup of tea to make more room for her on the small metal table.

Lily grabbed a seat from an empty table nearby and sat it down. Hope passed a menu over to Lily and she ordered a cup of tea and a a hot sausage roll. The three of them ate and drank before getting to Hope's yellow volkswagen van to get back to the Lupin cottage.

Once they got to the cottage, Hope showed Lily around the house and brought her stuff to Remus' bedroom.

"We don't have any spare rooms I'm afraid so I hope you don't mind sharing with Remus?" Hope asked her.

"No it's fine thank you" she replied.

"Alright, oh also I need to get some more herbs and plants for my stocks so I was going to go foraging tomorrow, would you two like to join me?"

Remus looked towards Lily to see her thoughts, she nodded at him in acceptance.

"Yeah we would" Remus said.

Hope lifted her hand to affectionately stroke Remus' curls before leaving the room.

.

The next day the Lupin's and Lily set out to the forest, Lyall deciding to join them as it was his day off work. All four were carrying small handmade baskets, Lyalls was full of picnic food for lunchtime, while the other's were empty for foraging.

Remus and Lily went ahead in a different direction, agreeing to meet up at the usual spot at lunch time.

As Remus and Lily went through the woods, Remus sometimes picking up certain plants and flowers and putting them in his basket, while Lily (not knowing much about foraging or what Hope needed) only picked flowers she liked and had decided to make a nice bouquet for Hope with them.

The two chatted as they walked, talking about what topics they're studying in their classes next year, about Snape, about their what they had been up to for the last few weeks.

Once they got back to the house, Remus started writing a letter to James and Sirius, who had run away to James' a few weeks ago. While Lily and Hope were downstairs talking, after Lily had given her the bouquet.

Around an hour later, all four were sitting on the lounge for dinner, the bouquet was placed on the middle of the wooden table as a centre piece inside a tall mug with a picture of Phil Bennett on.

After dinner, Lily and Remus went out. There wasn't much to do in the small village in the evening so they ended up in the middle of someone's field. The two sat on the hill for a few hours, stargazing and mindlessly talking about whatever came to mind.

The days went by, with Lily staying at Remus' place. The duo found themselves spending most of their time in a small bookshop cafe and walking through the woods, Remus smoking his weed and Lily sometimes Lily would take a hit but she wasn't as fond of it as Remus was.

With only a week and a half till school started again, Remus and Lily planned to go to hogsmeade together tomorrow.

But midday, two figures appeared walking towards the Lupin cottage just as Remus and Lily got back from their walk in the woods.

As the got closer to the two, they saw it was James and Sirius.

Remus dropped his joint to the floor and ran to the two standing by the door to his home.

He wrapped his arms around Sirius, but felt them freeze up at the touch. So Remus moved to stop the hug, but at that withdrawal, Sirius wrapped his own arms around Remus tightly with no sign of letting go.

The two stood there for a few minutes, wrapped in an embrace while Lily and James stood awkwardly nearby them.

"... hi" James said, waving at Lily, but since they were near each other, Lily had to move backwards to avoid getting hit by his hand.

James quickly withdrew his hand, and stepped back. He looked down at his hand for a few seconds, before bringing it up again and saluting Lily.

As he was half way through saluting her, he realised what he was doing and quickly brought it straight down to his side, and froze at Lily with unblinking eyes like a deer stuck in headlights.

She started laughing, affectively ending the hug between Remus and Sirius, who turned to look between Lily and James.

At that moment, Hope came inside, calling Lily for something and waved in greeting to James and Sirius.

After Lily had walked into the house, James grinned widely.

"She laughed at me!! She thinks I'm funny!"

"She was laughing AT you, cause she thinks you're a wanker" Remus corrected.

Sirius grinned slightly at the retort and grabbed Remus' hand.

Remus looked to Sirius and James realised Sirius would talk to Remus and Remus could help Sirius, even just slightly.

"I'll go see if Hope needs some more help" James said before turning to the cottage and giving Remus and Sirius some time alone.

Inside the cottage, James and Lily were setting up cutlery around the table and helping Hope with the dinner.

James noticed the flowers in the mug, "wow, these look really nice Hope, my mum keeps trying to make some nice flower arrangements for around the house but she's not very good at it. I made this red and gold one, go gryffindor!! for her birthday a few weeks ago but it was no where near as good as this one!!"

Hope came out of the kitchen carrying a saucepan of curry.

"Oh no honey, I didn't make that, that was all thanks to Lily" she said coming round the table and softly touching Lily's arm in gratitude.

"Oh" James said, freezing again as he stared back at Lily. "Its.. um.. its really good.. I like the uhh,, its good."

Lily raised an eyebrow at him, "thank you?"

James nodded, and tapped the table, trying to think of something else to say.

His eyes glanced over the the window, spotting Remus and Sirius sitting on the edge of the woods on a small bench, still talking and holding each others hand.

"I should probably go get them for dinner" he said, about to get out of his seat.

Hope waved her hand absentmindedly, "oh leave them its fine, the lovebirds can eat later"

A few minutes later, Lyall came back from work and sat at the table with them.

The four ate in fairly comfortable silence, sometimes having small conversations.

.

The next day they went to Hogsmeade.

Sirius waringly looking out for any of their family members as they walked around doing their shopping. Remus stood by xyr side the whole time, with James and Lily awkwardly leading the group together.

Peter found them a few hours later, he was shopping with zir mum but stayed with his friends for a while.

In Flourish and Blotts, Sirius and Remus seemed to have disappeared together in a fiction section, bonding over their mutual love of books packed with monsters and adventures and swordsmen.

Lily gazed at books on the shelf closest to her, sometimes bringing one up to her eye line and reading the blurb before putting it back on the shelf again.

James stood there with Peter, who he was very glad of, Peter acting as a distraction of the awkward silence between Lily and James.

So as Peter rambled about how he's so glad ze doesn't have to do potions anymore, James took his mind of trying to impress Lily and put his focus on listening to Peter.

However in the next moment, Peter made a very tactical decision of engaging Lily into the conversation.

"So Lily, I'm guessing you're still taking Potions this year?" Peter asked.

Lily turned around, one hand still lightly touching one of the books on the shelf.

"Yeah, but it sucks that none of my friends are taking it. I tried to get Remus to change his mind and take it for weeks.. and then he blew up half the kitchen trying to make pasta sauce and realised my efforts were futile."

James laughed, "thats Remus, alright"

Lily looked over at him, contemplating. Before nodding her head and smiling slightly as she turned back to the bookshelf.

After around five minutes, Peter chiped up.

"Oh!! James is taking Potions still aren't you? You said you're dad really wanted you to get a Potion Newt. You two can hang out in class"

James sent Peter a 'what the hell' glare before Lily nodded again and clearly said the words,

"I guess we could, its better than the chance of getting stuck with Sev- Snape for the rest of the year... are you any good?"

James froze, "um.. yeah, yeah.. well no, not really to be honest"

Lily smiled again, "thats fine, I'm hood enough for the both of us"

She took a book off the shelf and kept it in her arms for the first time. And then walked back to James and Peter.

"If I'm helping you in Potions though, you've gotta help me with transfiguration."

She lifted up the book in her arms to show the cover, the transfiguration book they needed this year.

"I skimmed this a little, and it barely made any sense at all."

James lifted a hand to his hair, ruffling it up on a nervous habit.

"Minnie gave me a group of younger years to tutor last year, maybe you could come to those? .. not that I think you're as dumb as first and second years, far from it, you're one of the smartest people I know. But I just mean that a lot of our topics this year our ones that we did in first and second year but with more context and more advanced. So I thought that if you revised the basics then the more advanced parts would make more sense to you.. if you wanted?"

"Yeah that sounds great" she said, before moving to another bookshelf and flicking through it.

The rest of the day, the two of them talked and talked. And back at Remus' cottage Lily walked up to him before he had to leave with Sirius.

"Today was fun, friends?" She asked.

James nodded, "friends"

As him and Sirius left, Sirius hit his shoulder.

"What were you and Lily talking about? Declaring your undying love for her?"

James shook his head, "We're just friends, I need to just... move on i guess, friends is as best as it'll get. And its enough for me."

[aos-angst-war]

AND THE WINNER OF THE ANGST WAR 2020 IS...

Hello everyone!! Kat here, with the announcement you’ve all been anxiously awaiting. But first I’m going to babble a little bit about how AMAZING each and every one of you are and make you wait for it (wait for it, wait for it - what? you guys are the ones who went on the Hamilton kick, not me). 

The fics you submitted blew me away, seriously. There was so much angst and so much sadness and so much heartbreak (mine, or the characters’, or both lmao) packed into each and every one of them and you all should be so, so proud of yourselves. 

All right. So. I am a cold, dead-hearted monster and did not cry at any of them. Oops. (Guess we have to try again in 2021? Lmao.)

However, several did get me (vaguely) close to crying, so I am here to announce the overall winner of the Angst War. But first, because wait for it, categories! 

Most Creative - Breathe in, Breathe out

Most Terrifyingly Tagged - wounds slivered along the mend (and a pile of letters i’ll never send) and you’re (still) all over me

Most Terrifying Summary - hold your child as tight as you can (and push away the unimaginable)

Best Title Usage - hold your child as tight as you can (and push away the unimaginable) and And the Stars Said Goodnight (And I Did Too) for most apt title, And the Stars Said Goodnight (And I Did Too) again and wounds slivered along the mend (and a pile of letters i’ll never send) for best title creation

Most Fucks (aka, the one that forced Kat to swear the most in the comment) - Most Fucks overall (27), We made all the wrong choices; Most Fucks per word of fic, And the Stars Said Goodnight (And I Did Too) with one ‘fuck’ per 117 words, which...jfc

Angstiest (this is an angst war, isn’t it? however, some of you had happy endings) - And the Stars Said Goodnight (And I Did Too)

Fic That Most Captured Kat’s Heart - We made all the wrong choices

Okay, so now you want to know who won, right? 

Well, too bad. It took me 12 hours to read and comment on these all, so I am being Extra™ about this now. So. Lists! (Honestly at this point you could try guessing which I’m gonna choose...that might be fun...otherwise just suffer through...)

Fics that were well-targeted, earning a 🙃 from Kat: We made all the wrong choices - for you happening to write a fic Kat has been dying to read/have exist for a while??? did you read my fucking mind??? wounds slivered along the mend (and a pile of letters i’ll never send) - for writing me Deke. “how to make kat cry: make deke cry” asdhjjfitdjjf I honestly wish that had worked because I appreciated your targeting so much I’d do anything - for the hinted Dekesy moment at the end. I see you ;) we rise and we fall and we break - with the ocean of MayDaisy feels. like, fuck And the Stars Said Goodnight (And I Did Too) - with the post S7 and everything the finale established falling apart...you know me a little *too* well. i have been,,,, Perceived askdjajkdhsdhjk

Fics that earned a ‘this is not quite angst but IT’S SO GOOD ANYWAY SO I DONT EVEN CARE’ you’re (still) all over me We made all the wrong choices Breathe in, Breathe out

Fics that earned a ‘WTF HOW COULD YOU’ hold your child as tight as you can (and push away the unimaginable) - ALYA??? REALLY?!?! We made all the wrong choices - Fitz...oh god Fitz I am so sorry Stay Alive, That Would Be Enough - swayed Daisy. argh aksdjsakdsjaskhd wounds slivered along the mend (and a pile of letters i’ll never send) - hiss

Fics that got Kat anywhere near close to crying, in no particular order: we rise and we fall and we break We made all the wrong choices i think we’re gonna let it go (let it fall like snow) hold your child as tight as you can (and push away the unimaginable)

Okay, have I delayed long enough yet...? Yes?

All right, I am happy to announce that We made all the wrong choices is the WINNER of the Angst War 2020!!!

Congratulations, M :)))) Your fic made me wish I could cry twice, so wear your angsty laurels with pride. (And also was just an amazing fic in general?? Plotting, characterization, creativity, world-building...you blew me away, and Lily too.)

Wait, what? Kat knows M wrote that? Without further ado, Kat’s guesses for who wrote each fic, with special thanks to unpaid intern Serena / @justanalto for assistance with research and listening to Kat scream about spelling/scene break/Firefly conspiracies for five hours. You guys broke me a lil trying to figure this out, ngl: (in alpha order by title) And the Stars Said Goodnight (And I Did Too) - Vi @sad-tunes Breathe in, Breathe out - Wyn/Wren @genderfluid-and-confuzled hold your child as tight as you can (and push away the unimaginable) - Q i think we’re gonna let it go (let it fall like snow) - Aubrey @loved-the-stars-too-fondly I’d do anything - Stan @slowlysuperduck Stay Alive, That Would Be Enough - Ashley @maos2013 We made all the wrong choices - M @browneyedgenius we rise and we fall and we break - my lovely fandom wife, Lily @daisylincs wounds slivered along the mend (and a pile of letters i’ll never send) - Z @nazezdha321 you’re (still) all over me - Alex @holdendadcliffe

You all are not as sneaky as you think you are 😏

(and yes if you want to know what clued me in to who you were, ask me in a DM or in the chat and I’ll happily answer lmao)

Thank you all so much for participating, and I hope you all had as much fun as I did! Again, every single fic submitted was amazing and you all should be super proud of yourselves. See you again next year? 😉

[notfckincool]

DIRTY GIRL CHAPTER 7 - LUCKY FUCKIN DAY

NEGAN X ANA (OC)

Ana embarks on a casual but obviously filthy affair with Negan, accidentally falling for the man, knowing he will never love her.

Angst and Kinky fuckery. Its Negan so expect swearing and strong sexual content throughout

CHAPTER 7- LUCKY FUCKIN DAY

NEGAN X ANA(OC)

SUMMARY: Busy life at the Sanctuary and Negan's new 'no shagging on the job' rule, means they've not been together for a while.

WARNING:🔞 swearing, Negan being Negan (ie: an asshole) usual dirty talk, f/f/m, mild humiliation, fingering, voyeurism, pussy spanking, masturbation, oral, facial (gotta be honest, this is pure filth)

It''s a big one, hahaha. I enjoyed writing from Negan's point of view and got a bit carried away.

Negan stands, Lucille nestled on his shoulder, proudly surveying his jubilant saviors on their return home.

The Sanctuary....His castle....The community HE built, from the shit storm of epic proportions, that left the remainder of the human race fighting for survival. Everyone here a cog in the well oiled machine, with a mission to save as many unfortunate souls as possible....And...bring some kind of fucking civilisation back to humanity. The Saviors...These men and women, these fucking magnificent soldiers, were the key to its success, the last line of defence for HIS citizens. His own personal army, a force to be reckoned with. They were a bunch of quarrelling fuckwits and murdery fucking hoodlums before he took this place. He made them what they are today. He gave them structure, rules, purpose. He made them strong. Look at them now.

As trucks are unloaded the mood is jovial. Today had been another productive damn day. There would be celebrations this evening. Rightly so. Fuck it, he's in a great mood, everyone gets extra vegetables at dinner, they deserved it.

Heading inside the large canteen, they are rewarded with good food and bottles of liquor. He watches over his people, observes their hearty laughter, loud banter, and congratulatory patting of backs. His eyes scan the room.

He leans back against the wall as his eyes rest on Ana. She's sat at a long table with Simon, a few of the other higher ranking warriors, and....that girl she always seems to be hanging with these days. He lowers Lucille to rest casually by his side. She'd done well, he'd known she would, and, she'd finally even got Simon's approval. Simon was right though, fucking her while on Savior business had been a mistake. While they were working EVERYONE needed to be focused. He didn't want to lose any one over some emotional shit, or by getting eaten on the job, so to speak. They'd had to cool it. Maybe they could get together when they both had free time, but with missions, meetings, and wives, it hadn't happened. A shame. It had been fun.

Sighing heavily he watches her as she laughs a full belly laugh, her head thrown back. She looks really fucking happy. As rare as rocking horse shit these days. It makes him smile.....briefly. His eyes fixate on Simon's hand patting her thigh, resting a little too long for his liking. He shifts uneasily from the wall, his jaw clenching, hand tightening momentarily around Lucille. The fucking fuck? His brow sets in a deep frown.

Ok..ok..calm your tits.....

It's probably just his imagination, but he might need to keep a fucking eye on that. Tearing his eyes away he looks down at the floor, inhaling deeply, rubbing his forehead, and trying to relax his jaw as he looks back over in Ana's direction.

The girls are now sharing a conversation that he can't hear. They move in closer to each other, real fucking close. Huh?

Cheering erupts. A drinking game has begun and a bottle of tequila is being passed around the table. The merriment continues, tables are banged enthusiastically, and numerous shots are knocked back. He shakes his head at his bunch of roguish fucking idiots.

There it was again. A touch of the girl's thigh. A firm squeeze. No mistaking. This time stroking higher, leaning right in. His brow arches as Ana kisses her, playfully nibbling at the girls lips. Tangling her fingers in the long tresses she pulls her in for a firmer kiss. Jeering breaks out.

"Get a fucking room you two"

Something is tossed across the table hitting Ana on the head. Breaking the kiss she tosses it back, laughing and giving them the middle finger. Jesus fucking Christ, sometimes It's like being at fucking high school with these morons. His attention is drawn back to the two women as they stand from the table.

So how long has this been going on?

She looks up. Her eyes meeting his. Hmmm.... Did she know he was there? Did she know he'd been watching? Neither looks away, locked in an unwavering stare as he tries to read her. A small smile plays at her lips as she whispers something in the girls ear before grabbing her hand and leading her hastily from the canteen.

Swinging lucille by his side, he takes a moment to process, pulls himself from the wall, bat on shoulder, and heads out into the corridor.

***

Turning the corner, towards Ana's room, the girl is pinned to the wall in a passionate kiss, a sense of urgency as she fumbles with the key in the lock. The door swings open. They tumble in. He saunters towards them, observing a moment before tapping loudly on the door with Lucille. When Ana spins around he studies her, his eyes narrowing, Lucille swinging gently by his side.

"Hi" he grins, taking a step forward into Ana's room.

"Hi" She moves protectively in front of her 'friend'

"Sorry to interrupt....." The grin fades as he peers around Ana for a better view of the girl. He's seen her around. Someone new Simon had recruited and trained, name escapes him though. Never really took much notice of her before. He looks her over. Similar to Ana in age, probably. Looks pretty badass, sweet though. Not bad. He definitely would. Flashes her one of his irresistible smiles. She seems to be struggling to maintain eye contact with him. He revels in the long awkward pause.

"...and you are?"

The girl swallows audibly and opens her mouth, but no words come out. He chuckles maintaining his stare. Ana glances over her shoulder looking quizzically at the suddenly dumb struck girl, shaking her head at her.

"This is Lily."

"Hey there Lily. Nice to finally meet you." He doesn't offer his hand, instead he twirls Lucille in his fingers, his tongue creeping out between his teeth. He can't resist looking her up and down again with a smirk. Immediately she blushes and looks down at the floor to hide her burning cheeks. That's cute. He chuckles.

"Not much of a talker huh?" Her eyes still glued to the floor he turns his attention back to Ana.

"Is she ok?" he mouths silently

"What do you want Negan?"

"You really have to ask? Ana, you know what I want." Placing lucille against the wall he takes another step closer, leaning into her space. Lily shrinks away behind Ana.

"No Negan, I dont." Her eyes search his "I dont know what you want from me"

"Yes...you fucking do" Lowering his face towards hers, he takes her by the hips. Lily shuffles uncomfortably while Ana holds his gaze.

"Oh, so you think you can just drop in whenever you feel like it, without an invitation"

"Oh girl, dont give me that shit. You know goddamn well I dont need an invitation. This is my place, I can do whatever the fuck I want" his thumb traces along her jaw

"What about what I want? ....What exactly are we doing here?"

"What do you wanna be doing?" He chuckles "This was your fucking idea. 'Why dont we come up with another arrangement', you said. I fucking remember it. Very fucking clearly." His thumb brushes over her lips "right before before you put my dick in that pretty little mouth of yours"

"That doesn't mean you can just call by whenever it suits you"

"That is EXACTLY what it means." He withdraws his hand " I gave you a choice. This is what you chose"

"Well, Im not just gonna sit here waiting for you" she smiles pulling Lily to her side.

"Yeah, I can see that" he glances over at Lily

"Look, I'm a big girl, I can make my own decisions, and I made my choice. I'm NOT one of your wives remember" leaning into Lily she kisses her softly.

"Thank fuck for that, you'd drive me nuts" His eyes linger over the kiss "So this is what you get up to when I'm not around"

"Mhm. What did you expect? I got needs you know." The woman's lips part for Ana "...So if you dont mind...." she mumbles through the kiss

"I don't mind at all". He interrupts " I'm enjoying the fucking show, dont stop on my account"

".....If you don't mind" she continues "I'm quite busy, so you can shut the door on your way out"

Arching a brow he watches the girls, their tongues exploring each others mouths. His grip on her hips tightens, pushing himself against her so she can feel him hardening.

"Hahaha. Ya missed me right? I can read you like a goddamn book......Ok you got my attention, got me over here......with the TWO of you. I see what you're doing here." taking her by the chin he pulls her face to look in his eyes. "Yeah...." he smirks "....you missed me"

"Maybe....Maybe not" she swipes his hand away

"Maybe...maybe not" he mocks "Why you always got to be so damned difficult all the time? Fuck, you're infuriating. See..... I'm hearing the words coming out of your mouth, but your eyes are saying 'fuck me Negan' ......." he shrugs off his jacket

"Wow! You really are an arrogant fucker"

"....Fuck me, AND my horny friend" he continues "Am I right? Hahaha. I know what you want, and how you want it. I know what kinkyfuckery runs through your dirty mind"

"You absolutely sure about that" she retorts "Maybe...I actually didn't miss you, or your dick. Maybe...you're wrong." She smirks at him as she peels off her shirt

"Now I KNOW you're fucking lying" his tone no longer as playful. "Enough fucking teasing now. I told you before, don't play fucking games with me princess"

"And I told you before, don't call me princess" roughly she pulls lily towards her, pulling her shirt up over her head and tossing it to the floor "I dont need your permission to fuck someone else. You don't own me"

Taking Lily's face in her hands she kisses her passionately. Releasing her hips he grabs a handful of Ana's hair, tugging her head back, prising the girls apart.

"I said that's enough. Have you forgotten who's in charge around here?" He says into her ear, his voice stern, delivering a hard sharp slap to her ass "Have you forgotten who your dealing with?" Another rough tug makes her wince. "The Sanctuary is mine. The Saviors, ..are mine. You....Are mine."

Lily cautiously takes a couple of steps back, Ana chuckles triumphantly.

"There's my Negan. You know I like that. she bites her lip " I love it when he gets mad, Lily. We like to play rough. This is just our foreplay" she chuckles again. "Still wanna fuck him?"

"Well?" His eyes burn into Lily's "Do ya? You wanna be my dirty girl too? " He smirks darkly "then it looks like it's your lucky fucking day.....if you think you're up to it" he unfastens Ana's jeans "...Choice is yours sweetheart, nobody's forcing you to do anything you don't want to do." Still holding Ana's hair in a vice like grip he tugs her jeans down to her hips. "Stay,.. or leave, it's up to you...but it's now or fucking never Lily" he palms Ana's ass "...Gonna need an answer. Are you staying?"

Lily chews thoughtfully on her bottom lip and nods

"Then be a fuckin doll and shut the door"

Negan's eyes follow Lily as she closes the door and leans her back against it. 

"Well, Ana, would you look at that. Lily does as she's told, unlike some people I know" his hand rubs across her stomach down towards her panties as he presses his swelling dick against her, eyes still locked on Lily.

"That's because she's a good girl Negan."

"Is that fucking so?" His stare unmoving, deliberately disarming her "wanna play a game of good girl / bad girl?" He smirks as he teases Ana, thumbing over her panties. "Ana is the bad girl obviously, but you've clearly spent some time together so I guess you know that already" Ana squirms as his thumb toys with her clit. "Speak up. Don't be shy. Can't be shy around my Ana"

"I'm not your Ana" 

"You fucking sure about that?"

He pulls her hair hard, tipping back her head, exposing her neck to him. Grazing her with his teeth, nipping at her skin, he raises his eyes to look at Lily from under heavy lids. Ana moans softly and reaches behind her rubbing his hardening length through his jeans. 

"So.....You just gonna stand there?" 

Lily's eyes follow his hand as it slides into Ana's panties. 

"Oh. You like to watch huh? We can put on a show for you if that's your thing" He really didn't mind that at all. He rubs down Ana's folds "Any requests? What freaky weird shit you into?" He grins as he circles Ana's clit. "We're pretty fucking comfortable with anything." Deciding the girl was probably not gonna move from the door he ignores her turning his attention back to Ana's neck, biting up to her ear lobe. 

"So fucking wet…" his voice is low in her ear, his grip tight on her hair  "Such a bad girl. Don't ever question whether you are mine, you understand me? You..are mine. This pussy..is mine" He delivers a sharp spank to her clit before plunging two fingers inside her. 

"Yeah, you like that, huh? That's why you' misbehave. You want me to fucking punish you"  He withdraws his fingers, hand poised for another slap. He knew this was what she wanted all along, playing her fucking games. "Dirty little slut, you fucking love it. You want me to spank that aching wet pussy…." He delivers another slap.

He feels her shaking, her face contorting in pleasure as he 'punishes' her relentlessly. Panting, gasping and quivering, as he alternates circling her, slapping her and finger fucking her, until her breathing quickens and she starts to squirm

"You're close right? You wanna cum so bad...my filthy girl. Should I let you? Can you fuckin behave?" 

"Yes... yes... please" she gasps

"Yeah, that's what I thought. Not so fucking cocky now, are you. You're fucking mine, and don't you ever forget it." He knew what she liked, how she wanted to be touched. He circles her clit rapidly, she shakes and bucks. "You can cum for me now" 

He bites down on her neck spreading her folds and pressing on her overstimulated clit. She shudders and arches backwards into him releasing a loud moan. Lily stays back up against the door as Ana unravels in front of her. He holds her tight plunging his fingers back inside her as she contracts and writhes against him. Fucking her through her orgasm, prolonging it.

"That's right, see, you can be a good girl"

Her knees buckle, he holds her firmly as she comes back down and regains some composure. Removing his glistening fingers, he sucks them clean.

"Mmm mmm" he smacks his lips, then beckons lily over. Let's see how much of a good girl she really is.

"Take off those jeans" he commands, his eyes wandering over her as she obediently pulls them down and kicks them aside. As Ana calms, he releases her stripping off his shirt to reveal his slim toned body. He sees Lily admiring him, puffs out his chest, smirks with his tongue brushing over his bottom lip. Yeah this is gonna be fun.

"Now get on your fucking knees.." he unbuckles his belt

".....both of you"

Ana turns to look up at him, eyes heavy with lust, and lowers herself to her knees, Lily willingly drops down beside her. He looks down at them, taking them both by the chin. 

"Open wide ladies" 

He smirks as he pulls down his jeans and boxers, his fully erect cock springing free. Lily's eyes widen as she watches him wrap his hand around the base. He chuckles to himself and smiles down at Ana. Full of fuckin attitude a few minutes ago, now look at her, mouth open, waiting for him.

"Look at you two, both begging for daddy's cock." 

He offers Ana the tip, she sticks out her tongue, needily salivating, ugh that's what he likes to see. He taps it, teasing her, trailing around her lips. 

"That's it princess, I know how much you want it"

Looking up at him she takes a lick of his tip and wets him with gentle sucks, dips to kiss down his shaft and a long flat tongued lick up the underneath from balls back up to tip, exploring over the slit and around the rim, toying with the sensitive area before taking him in her mouth, lowering herself, sucking and rippling her tongue as his fist steadily pumps his shaft. He lets out a groan, chews on his bottom lip. 

"Good girl."

Removing his hand he takes her head sliding her down lower, hitting her throat and briefly pausing as her well trained gag reflex allows him to inch down further, watching his own cock disappearing inside her until he bottoms out. Her throat constricts around him. He hisses willing his self control to hold her still. He wanted to fuck her mouth hard, hang her head over the end of the bed pin her down and throat fuck her, watch his cock moving up and down inside her neck….but not today. He has another girl waiting eagerly and he's not sure what she can handle. He sucks in air and grits his teeth, releasing her. Withdrawing she gasps for air, eyes watering, saliva pooled and dripping. He wipes her chin, she smiles up at him.

"Thank you, daddy" 

He smirks down at her as she dips and lowers, licking at his balls as he offers his throbbing cock to Lily.

"Damn fuckin right princess. You lucky girls. I am horny as fuck and hard as fuckin steel right now. You sure this is what you want sweet cheeks?" she looks from his eyes to his cock, swallowing audibly and nods.

"Then suck it doll" 

She takes him hungrily in her mouth. He wants to close his eyes and focus on the sensation, but he's got two girls attached to his cock and balls right now and he's enjoying watching them licking and sucking enthusiastically. Tongues battling over him. Lips finding each other, slobbering wet kisses between them and his rock hard cock. Clenches his jaw as Ana's hands wander across Lily's breasts and down towards her soaking cunt. He decides it's time for a little girl on girl action and guides them to the bed.

"Time for you two to put on a show for daddy"

Stroking himself, he watches as they passionately kiss, bras are unclipped and panties are ripped off and cast aside, playful wrestling and Ana eventually pinning down her friend and working her way down her girlfriend's body with nibbles and kisses. 

Wishing he'd had the forethought to bring along his video camera, he squeezes himself as she holds her thighs apart, exploring her pussy, tongue caressing, tasting and flicking until Lily finally arches and bucks. 

"Fuckin hell ladies, quite a fuckin show. Now if you dont mind, and I know you fuckin don't, I'm just gonna jump in before I blow my fucking load"

He chuckles as he joins them on the bed, congratulating himself on his amazing self control and stamina, bringing them both earth shattering orgasms as he thrust into them both powerfully. What a fuckin day! A massive victory for the Saviours and ending in fucking two beautiful women at the same time. Satisfied his enormous ego, and cock, have been suitably massaged, he stands.

"Fuck ladies!" 

Pumping himself in his fist, his head thrown back, he's ready to let go.

"Oh fuck I'm gonna cum….You want daddy's cum?"

"Yes, please" they kneel before him

"Let me hear you fuckin beg"

"Give it to us daddy…. give us your cum….pleeaaase"

"That's my good girls, Fuck, fuck, urggghh….jesus fuck"

He groans, shakes and stills, spurting in ropes across their faces. Looking down panting, a satisfied smirk on his face as he watches them greedily licking at his cock and each other, milking him of every drop.

Finally eyes closed, head relaxed back, he breathes deeply and composes himself.

"God fucking damn! That was a stressful day. I fuckin needed that"

Flopping onto his back on the bed he pulls them both into a hug, kissing the tops of their heads.

"My dirty fuckin girls, you are both fuckin filthy, you know that? he chuckles, holding them there quietly for a while…. but he's not much of a cuddler and the silence is killing him.

" I knew you missed my cock" he says to Ana laughing 

 "....Maybe I don't miss your dick" he mocks "...I can fuck who I want…. don't call me princess... blah blah fucking blah. I swear to god woman, you ever talk to me like that again I'll spank you so fuckin hard" he chuckles giving her a playful slap to the ass.

"Is that a promise?" She laughs, kissing his chest. 

OK that's enough. Time to crack on.

"Well, no rest for the fuckin wicked. Cuddle time is officially fuckin over. Shit to do, this place don't run it's fuckin self"

He hoists himself up collecting the clothes from the floor and tossing the girls theirs.

"Well it was lovely meeting you, Lily" he chuckles glancing over at her as he pulls on his boxers and jeans. She smiles up at him admiring his shirtless physique.

"So..." Lily ventures "What happens now?" 

Ana raises her brows and dresses silently.

"What do you mean?" He pulls on his boots. 

"Um...us?" She looks from one to the other "What happens now with us?"

Ana and Negan exchange glances, he pulls on his shirt, his brow furrowed.

"Wow, quiet little girl just found her voice? Um...Nothing….There is no us" he turns and looks for his jacket. "Look darlin, nothing is fuckin happening here. It was just a casual fuck that's all...a bit of fun" he picks it up, pulling it on "I thought you knew that"

"But ....I thought maybe we could...you know ....have an arrangement."

Ana grabs her cigarettes and rolls her eyes at Negan.

"I'm going for a smoke. I'll leave you two love birds to it"

Negan turns to Lily with a frown.

"Whoah! Let me stop you right there, sweet cheeks. You wanted this. You got it. Your lucky fucking day. I'm very happy for you. 'Today was the day I fucked Negan' you can write it in your journal and tell all your friends.." he laughs at his own joke "...but that's it, there isn't, nor will ever be, a fuckin 'arrangement' " he air quotes with a smile and his trademark lean. 

"Oh...I thought…." Lily looks away, lip quivering.

Shit! She's being fuckin serious. What the fuck? Shutting that shit right down, immediately. 

"You thought what? That we were in love now, we'll be skipping hand in hand through the fuckin meadows? Look, dont get your titties in a twist sweetheart, it's just a fuck. You've had casual sex before right?"

He heads towards the door 

"...Or are you one of those crazy obsessive stalker types? He picks up Lucille  "…..Should I be fuckin worried?"

Lily's eyes fill with tears.

"Such an asshole." Ana shakes her head at him as she brushes passed. 

"Tell me something I don't fuckin know." 

He groans and rubs his forehead 

"Ok. Ok. For fucks sake, I'm joking….jeezuus.. Some people got no sense of fucking humour….C'mon, don't go getting all emotional on me,....I'm just busting your lady nuts. Look... I'm a busy guy. I got this place to run, several wives to entertain, I got a lot on my mind, I just don't have the fuckin time...." 

He backs out the door. 

"Don't take it personal.....I'll ..um....see you around." He shakes his head " fucks sake" he mumbles under his breath as he hurriedly leaves.

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🌟 When your OC loses all hope, who do they turn to first? What helps make them feel better? What calms them down and reassures them? Why?

yuuki. she trusts him more than anyone else. usually doing exercise will help her mood, she just loves the feeling of a good workout so much and it provides a good distraction. also sometimes just seeing yuuki smile. she loves him and she knows hes been through so much and honestly his happiness means more to her than her own.

☀️ What makes your OC genuinely happy? A person, an item, their hobby? Where is the place they’re happiest, or most at home? What is the happiest they’ve ever been?

yuuki makes her more happy than anything else, although her clubs and friends in them do as well. winning games or a really good performance in a play will always bring a big huge smile to her face. she feels more at home in her clubs than at home, because most the time she cant get in a word with yuuki bc her parents are hogging her. 

happiest she ever was was when her family went to destinyland and they let her and yuuki walk alone together. they got some real bonding time, riding rides and getting dinner together, and then watching one of the fireworks shows. its the most time she ever got to spend with him without their parents getting in the way and she treasures it forever. 

🌙 If your OC could have one wish come true what would it be and why? Would there be consequences to this wish or would they regret it once they get what they want? What would they give in return for this wish to come true?

for her parents to pay attention to yuuki more, or just really. him being more loved in general. theres pretty much nothing that would make her regret it, and nothing she wouldn’t pay. she cares about him so so much and would give everything if it meant he was happy

❄️ What makes your OC sad, so sad that they can’t help but cry all day? How do they cheer themself up? Does their sadness upset any of their loved ones too?

any kind of failure, feeling like shes hated, hell sometimes just her parents praising her too much because she just gets so overwhelmed, and it makes her think too much about how ignored her brother is all the time. she usually goes out and practices her soccer or whatever show shes doing for theatre. she hides her sadness pretty well, but any of her family would be upset by knowing she’s sad (hence why she hides it)

🔥 If your OC known for having temper tantrums? If not, what gets them really angry? What makes their blood BOIL? Is there anyway to calm them down or are they unstoppable? What are they like when they’re angry? Do they take it out on their loved ones?

not at all. shes very patient and can put up with a LOT, but she will snap if someone is too mean to yuuki. i feel like she would eventually snap at her parents but she really tries as hard as she can not to bc she worries itll make things worse. bc shes so patient, when shes angry she gets so angry it can take awhile to calm her down

❤️ What would your OC’s ideal lover be like? Appearnce, personality, voice? Would their family approve or would it be civil war?

her one requirement is “respect me and my family.” shes not picky, but she does like athletic/buff types a bit more. 

🕊️ Would your OC ever get married or are they already wed? If they’re married, describe what their wedding was like! If not, describe their ideal wedding (or do this if you feel like it anyway!)

she has this big fancy idea of a dream wedding at destinyland, with a theme centered around classic romantic plays. 

🍼 Does your OC have any children or want children? What names would they pick? Are they good with kids or a complete disaster?

she does want kids, and she plans to name them all after extended family. with her strong value towards family and disappointment in her own parents, one of her biggest dreams is to raise a family with someone

☕ Give us one (or more if you feel like it) of your OCs deep dark secrets! Why do they keep it hidden? Spill the tea!

shes actually kind of miserable emotionally. she  it all up until she’s on her own, and then she just completely breaks down in her room. she’s had to lock herself in the restroom in public a few times bc one small thing will happen and it’ll just be the straw the breaks the camel’s back

🍂 What are their opinions on the different seasons? Which one do they hate and which one do they love and why?

she HATES summer but loves spring. its too hot in the summer to work out as much as she’d like. she doesn’t like winter much for the opposite reason of it being too cold, and is kind of neutral on fall. she thinks spring is prettier.

🦋 If your OC could change everything (or just something) about their life would they? What would they change? What do they think would happen if they did? What would their loved ones think?

oh yeah she’d def change a lot. give herself better parents that pay attention to their children equally, make herself less talented, anything that’ll get her less attention and yuuki more attention

💐 Does your OC like flowers? What are their favourites? Do they keep a garden of some sort? What flowers would they use in a flower crown? (and if you like, research the meanings behind those flowers!)

she loves flowers!!! her and yuuki have a garden together in their backyard... her crown would be azaleas (patience), hydrangeas (pride),  and spider lilies (sweet)

🌼 Write a short drabble from your OCs POV meeting their LI (or if they don’t have a love interest, their best friend. If you don’t want to do a drabble, describe their first meeting instead!)

(dont have the brain power for a drabble rn but) im 90% sure itd start with her accidentally kicking a soccer ball in someone’s face and then being like “oh fuck theyre cute”

🥀 Has your OC ever been hurt by someone they love? Ever been betrayed? Abused? Attacked? Give me the angst! (if you’d like, write a short drabble about it!)

not physically, but she got really hurt by yuuki once because of a misunderstanding. she talked about wanting to play volleyball at shujin and yuuki panicked because oh god know i cant let him get to her i have to protect her and she took him objecting to it as him being jealous and they got in a huge argument over it. she was so upset that, in her mind, yuuki was so bitter and jealous he wouldnt let her follow her dreams

🏞️ If your OC could travel to anywhere in their world where would they go? Why? If they could live there would they?

brazil!!! she’s heard a lot about amazing brazilian soccer players and wants to see it for herself. she would never want to live there though, or really anywhere outside of tokyo 

🏡 Describe your OCs ideal house! Give us a tour around! What’s their garden like? Their bedroom? Kitchen? Where is it and how many people live there?

a moderately-sized house for a small family of four, like the one she lives in. it’s decorated with the achievements of her family (trophies, art, etc). a kitchen big enough for the family to cook together, and a fancy dining room. lots of family photos on the walls and any available surface, and a family garden in the backyard. 

🔪 Has your OC ever killed someone? Ever had to defend themselves against violence? How did this make them feel? Or, alternatively, has your OC ever attacked someone? Seen someone die?

shes never been through any of that fortunately 

💎 Does your OC collect anything? Is there a reason? When did they start and is it beginning to turn into a little bit of a hoarding issue? What do they do with their collection?

she collects playbills and a few different sports trading cards!! the playbills started when she saw her first play at 5, and the trading cards at 8. she has several large folders for her cards and a big huge box for her playbills

📚 If your OC was given some kind of forbiddon knowledge, what would they do with it? Would they tell anyone? Use it for evil or good? How would it change their outlook on life, if at all?

shed keep it super super super secret... would do everything in her power not to use it at all, but if she did she’d use it for good. 

🌗 Early mornings or late nights? What do they spend their time doing during these hours?

early mornings!!! she goes for a short jog every morning before school, and then helps her dad with breakfast and sometimes drags yuuki out of bed if he oversleeps 

👑 If your OC was made royal (or is royal) how would they use their power? Are they a good leader or bad? Do their subjects like them or is it ‘off with their head’? Do they enjoy being royal?

shed be a very kind ruler, and try to listen to and solve all the problems she possibly could. so ofc shes very very loved. she doesnt like it though. she doesnt like having that much power, she feels its unfair. 

💕 How is your OC like with physical affection? What are their boundries? Do they enjoy being touched or is that a no-go? Is there any reason behind this?

she loves to cuddle with people, physical affection is one of her main love languages. she hugs yuuki every time he walks through the door. she doesnt want much beyond that though, at least at her age 

☁️ What’s something your OC wishes they could forget? Why is this? Or, what is something that your OC has forgotten? (or do both!)

she wants to forget her biggest screw up in her mind- when she was so nervous for a play (her biggest role at that point), when she got onstage she panicked and totally forgot her lines and just. completely froze. 

👀 Describe your OC through the eyes of another person! (bonus + specify who)

ofc i gotta do yuuki 

she’s an adorable and caring little sister he loves so much. he’s a bit jealous of her, but he doesnt blame her for anything. he just wishes he could be as good and loved as she is. 

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Prompt 25: “If I leave now, I won’t come back.” For any ILITW character that inspires you

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Story Details: Angst, angst, angst. Lucas x MC, Lucas x Stacy if you squint. I’ve used the generic name Devon for MC, but I’ve used they/them as dear nonny didn’t specify a gender. Dark themes, mental health issues. 

‘I Wont Come Back’

Before

“Devon!” Lucas says, for the fourth time,raising his voice a little now. It’s halftime, the last game of the regularseason, and the cheerleaders are doing a routine - but nothing so interestingthat Devon would be that engrossed. Dan is standing on the side line,open-mouthed beneath a stream of Gatorade, and when he’s satisfied, he wipeshis mouth on the back of his sleeve and tosses the bottle back to the waterboy, before leading his team down the race to the locker rooms.

“What?” Devon finally says, turning to look atLucas.

“Finally! What planet are you on?” Lucas asks, tappingDevon’s forehead and half-expecting to hear a hollow sound. “Do you want somefood?”

Devon shakes their head absently, wrapping theirarms around themselves as if to hold all their pieces together. Lucas isfamiliar with the posture. He’s also familiar with Devon’s standard ‘no’ answerto food, and, eyeing their jutting collarbone, resolves to get an extra dim simanyway. 

He pushes and shoulders his way through themilling crowd to the food trucks, and he lines up, his mind still on Devon.They’ve been together for quite a while now, since before Noah; a relationshipforged in the fire of the whole Redfield issue. Over the last year, everyonehad scattered; Lucas and Stacy to college, Andy and Dan repeating senior year,Lily working as a teacher’s aide, and Ava working at the library and running ahealing herbs business out of Pritch’s old place. Devon stuck aroundWestchester to heal and take stock, but since the one year memorial, that wholeprocess had seemed to crash a little.

Lucas pays and takes his food back to thebleachers, where Devon is still staring into space. More often than not thesedays, this is how Devon is, even when Lucas is home from college. The weightloss, the clear depression - which Devon does not want to talk about -the distraction, all of that Lucas can deal with. What he’s struggling with isthe abyss of distance that’s opened up between them; Lucas feels like he’salways reaching to Devon across the darkness, and getting absolutely nothing inreturn.

He’s tried to say how it all makes him feel, butDevon just doesn’t really get it. All the guilt and sadness in the wake ofNoah’s betrayal and sacrifice is enough to deal with - Devon just doesn’t seemto comprehend how all the little manifestations of pain in their life harmsLucas and their relationship. How it feels like Devon doesn’t care, becausethey never ask how Lucas’ day was, when he always asks after Devon’s.How much it hurts when Devon doesn’t even notice Lucas anymore, not even whenhe strolls in, naked as the day he was born and gleaming after a shower. Howdevastating it is when Lucas is always trying to help, and Devon gives himnothing back. They can’t talk about Devon’s feelings. They can’t talk aboutwhat happened. Every day just feels like mounting moments of things leftunsaid, and Lucas is worried about Devon coping, but he’s also exhausted fromfeeling like he’s the only one putting all the effort in.

After the game, the gang wants to hang outbecause everyone is back in town, and the Wolves won, and they so rarely get tobe together for the happy moments now that everyone is doing their own thing.Devon doesn’t want to go; Lucas watches their lips press together and theirhead shake slowly, firmly shutting down Stacy and Lily’s pleading.

So Lucas goes out with the gang alone, and forthe first time in a while, it’s kind of like a weight is off his shoulders.

After

“It’s like guilt, warring with a sense offreedom,” Lucas sighs, rubbing his tired eyes and stirring his coffee.

Stacy hums an agreeable noise and eyes Lucasclosely. “But how are you doing?” She carefully avoids the ‘are you okay?’ lineof questioning, and Lucas both blames and thanks her Intro to AbnormalPsychology class for making her so good at interrogating him. He has absolutelyno doubt that Stacy will be literally the worlds best criminal psychologist,and it’s only partly because she already has an innate ability to see straightthrough everyone’s bullshit.

“It’s hard,” Lucas admits. “Every day is hard.But..” he stops, breathing deeply, and the words die in his throat.

“But what?” Stacy asks, lacing their fingerstogether. There’s no hesitation. No doubt or space between them. It’s easy.

Lucas pushes his glasses up the bridge of hisnose with his free hand and eyes her. “But…I haven’t shut everyone out atleast.”

Before

The night that finally breaks Lucas is hisbirthday. It’s not just that Devon seems to have forgotten all day and onlysays happy birthday when Lucas’ phone dings with a steady stream of birthdaymessages over dinner (which he picked up and bought with him to Devon’s house).It’s not just that it’s painfully obvious immediately that Devon didn’t get hima present. It’s not just that for weeks Devon has been noncommittal to allLucas’s ideas; movies, bowling, dinner at a nice restaurant, none of it. Andit’s not just that when the gang arrives, ready to take Lucas out, that Devonflat refuses to go. It’s all of that, and more.

It’s the missing affection, which he givesDevon, but he doesn’t get in return.

It’s the fact that Devon won’t even tryto let him in.

It’s the fact that Lucas is putting in allthe effort and getting a brick wall in return.

It’s that Devon would rather write letters toNoah that never get sent, because he’s dead, than talk to Lucas, wholoves Devon and wants to help.

And Lucas is sick of it. The guilt isoverwhelming, but Lucas is just so exhausted of the whole thing. He can’t holdDevon and himself up anymore, he can’t drag Devon out of the darkness without anyhelp. He doesn’t want to end things, but he can’t ignore how he feels anymore.He needs to take care of himself.

And so, with all their friends watching and hot,prickling tears in his eyes, he says; “Are you really not going to come?”

Devon curls up on the couch, in that samehugged, defensive position. “No. I don’t want to.”

Lucas feels someone, maybe Lily, touch hisshoulder gently, but he shrugs them off. “Then you know this is it?” he says, alittle harsher than intended. “If I leave now, I won’t come back.”

Devon slowly meets his eye, lips pressedtogether. It strikes Lucas then that all the warmth is gone from Devon’s browneyes. There’s nothing left but emptiness and maybe the slightest hint ofregret.

“Then go,” Devon says, with an air of finalitythat makes even Andy suck in a shocked breath.

By the time they get to Dan’s car, Lucas knowshe’s crying openly, but it still hurts and he can’t hide that. He gaveeverything to someone who was lost to a dead man, and forces none of them couldcontrol.

“We don’t have to go out,” Ava says gently, andif Ava Cunningham thought the situation didn’t need any snark then things weredire indeed.

“No, we do,” Lucas snaps, getting into the frontseat. “The last thing I need is to turn into Devon.”

They pile in behind him, half in Dan’s car, andthe other half in Lily’s. Stacy sits behind Lucas, and halfway into town, hefeels her squeeze his shoulder gently. He lowers the window, and, for the firsttime in months, he can breathe again.

After

It’s after midnight, and his suite is quiet andstill when Lucas gets the call. It’s Andy, full of panic and grief, and Lucasalready knows what’s happened before the news even comes.

“It’s Devon - parents found - nothing - just getto the hospital-”

Lucas drives there in a stupor, through thenight, to the hospital at Westchester, but Dan intercepts him in the lobby.Lucas melts into Dan’s strong arms and vice-like hold, letting Dan take all theweight of his world for a moment. Curiously, he finds he cannot cry; his jaw istight and his eyes burn, like he should be crying, but nothing comes.

“Devon’s gone mate,” Dan murmurs, in the mostDan-like of voices; deep, calming, like music you don’t hear, but feelin your soul. “It was over before the medics even got to the house.”  

“No suffering?” Lucas manages to ask, throughhis sandpaper throat.

“Like going to sleep, the doctors said,” Dananswers, holding Lucas tighter. And then, without even looking at Lucas’ faceto know, Dan says, “This is not your fault. Devon had demons none of uscould understand.”

Even still, Lucas knows the guilt and the painwill live with him forever.

After

In the years since, he’s asked for signs. He’sdowned oceans of booze, slept with scores of easy conquests, driven too fast,and purposefully listened to songs that make him cry, just to feel something.But no sign has ever come. He tries to move on, but he never goes for what hereally wants because he doesn’t want to destroy that too.

Maybe it’s a curse, he thinks. Noah had it afterJane, and Devon after Noah. The curse of being unable to let go. Redfield’slast gift.

It’s like a ball of lead that sits in his chest,weighing him down no matter how good he feels. Lucas wonders if he’ll ever notfeel the weight of what Devon did. 

He wonders right up until the moment that Lilylooks up at him, her newborn son cradled in her arms, and says, “Uncle Lucas,there’s someone here who wants to meet you.” Stacy holds his hand, and the roomis so full of emotion from all their friends, that it feels like the warmestand softest of blankets shrouding them all. Even Ava is misty-eyed, and she’smore stoic than any of them.

And he hopes again.

[miraculouskatsukii]

so, yoi creator appreciation day went down earlier and... i didn’t manage to tag all the people i wanted to. not by a long shot. i’ve met so many wonderful and amazing people in this fandom, and the idea of calling out how awesome my friends are has been in my mind for a while now, so: 

@iceprinceofbelair adrian. you might not remember this, but really early on my days in the vwc chat, you helped me out. a lot. i was in a bad place then, it was the start of summer and suddenly i couldn't do anything but think, and you helped me out talked to me gave me options and encouraged my plans. thank you, truly, thank you. not only that but i just noticed you have fics too?? what??? i’m checking them out as soon as i’m done with this. 

@where-his-towel-is omg, you guys. ellen is everything. you helped me out so so much when i was just starting with my superhero fic, i was barely 5k in and yet you cared enough in my idea and actually liked it and you became my beta, and more importantly, a friend. a wonderful beta, with a quick mind and amazing skills, an even more amazing friend with such creative ideas who always supports me and the best wifey ever<333 thank you <3333

@yoyoplisetsky cary, holy shit, i can’t stress this enough, you’ve always been there when i feel unvalidated or unimportant or whatever. that time when you hacked lily’s account particularly stands out right now, but you’ve always been such a beacon of positivity in my fandom life, so thank you <333

@queenofaburiedkingdom lily!! the ultimate admin. no one tops you. no one tops anocily. you’ve always been there for me, always participated in stupid drama with me and doc, always been such a wonderful and amazingly positive person who’s always ready to be positive. thank you <333

@reddyonice red’s always been there!!! red’s always been there for me to bond with, to share my sorrows with, red always gets me no matter what and you’re so so kind and thoughtful and also an amazing writer and ahem gorgeous as heCKITY HECK UHMMM??? you might need to tone down how cool you are. just for the rest of us <3333

@kasumi-chou kas!! has who deserves it all, such a worthy and wonderful person who’s talented and hard working and has given so much to the fandom and honestly kinda needs a break!! you’re always there as big sis, a shoulder i can lean on, so thank <333

@rayrayswimusic ray ray was possibly the first friend i made on the vwc. i barely knew anyone there i was terrified being surrounded by all of these amazingly talented people with actual purposes in the fandom, and i remember talking with ray ray during my first few days there, such a sweet person who was always kind, so thank you. thank you for talking to me <333

@katsukifatale mac!! mac’s so full of positivity (references: immmm positivelyyoi??) and put up with all of our mistakes in the yurionicebigbang, can’t believe what a calm and patient person they are!! amazing <333

@roseus-jaeger rose wow... rose is always there in the chat, i just see rose pop up all the time. answering his messages on #general is like second nature by now. wouldn’t be vwc without rose, i don't even know if i can call you my friend because you’re undeniably The Cool One, but it’s so nice seeing you on the chat<333

@silencedfalcon NOC. HOLY SHIT. holy shit, not you guys. doc is The Popular. honestly how tf did i end up her friend???? hmm no one knows. in so many servers, knows so many people, she’s like the fandom black market, always has blackmail, always has the best and most amazingly refreshing angst and au ideas, i can't even believe. so glad you’re my friend doc, seeing your messages every morning brightens my whole day<33333

@sinkingorswimming dommi, ok wow, what do i say about dommi? um, first of all, her fic, cause I'm a taker bLEW MY MIND ALRIGHT? best version of a inside look at canon, everything feels so real and her writing is gorgeous. we’ve talked sometimes in vwc, not too much but you deserve to be here because you complimented my eyeliner once which, is honestly all i care about in life so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

@n3rdlif343va SAM!! ok, listen, sam, you made my day a WHOLE LOT better during one of my horrible times. i’d been hating my writing for ages and then sam goes “oh yeah you wrote that fic so i *had* to read that one” ummMMM I DIED OK THAT S TOP LEVEL TIER OF COMPLIMENTS I DONT THNK I’LL EVER BE ABLE TO REPAY YOU IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM, THANK YOU <333

@fallsintograce grace is wonderful. grace is amazingly strong and such a fighter. you’re going through a rough time, and you deserve better, so much better. it’s always so lovely seeing you pop up in the sws, i’m so glad i met you, take care and thank you <333

@domokunrainbowkinz DOMO!!!! domo, holy shit you guys, doom has some of the very best writing i was so amazed from the first time i read her harry potter au, i knew that she would be a wonderful wonderful person and you are!!! i’m always so happy to talk to you <333

@red-heather chloe’s always talking about her au in the chat its so so amazing seeing everyone pitch in trying to help her out with picking designs from photos and listening to what she has planned, a wonderful person in the chat who i’’m super glad to see all the time <333

@phoenixrei MEG!!! meg ok we haven't talked in FOREVER but meg was one of the people i was really close to at the beginning of the vwc, always there to talk about her au (WHICH IS GORGEOUS BTW UMMM WHO ARE YOU IF YOU HAVENT READ IT CHECK HER AO3 @ FullmetalChords PLEASE LORD SHES WRITTEN THE MOST AMAZING ACE!YUURI YOU COULD EVER IMAGINE) and always there when i ask her dumb questions about video editing software, I'm so glad to call you my friend <3333

@teekettle ok i can't tag her wtf anyway i LOVE seeing you in the group chat such an amazing presence here, always helpful with fic info always super nice and kind, i helped her out with a fic idea once and it was BOMB ANGST like it was amazing angst, a wonderful person over all!!! <333

@dramaticmari MARI!!!!! mari we bonded right from the start, you were such a positive and lovely person so helpful and a wonderfully talented artist who didn't fail to make me feel so welcome in this new chat filled with cool people, thank you so much for being a friend, for listening to me, for everything <3333

@krizariel kris has... kris has been there for me. A LOT. even today ifs omg i wouldn’t have been able to do the admin form correctly without you and sasu!!! not to mention what a lovely supportive and uplifting message you left in my inbox when i felt bad about myself. you’re such a positive influence, I'm glad you're my friend <3333

@iced-sass SASU ok literally the only other person within my timezone rip, you're always a wonderful friend who’s there to talk to, to share a laugh with, you never fail to be a talented wonderful human being who’s also hilarious um??? thats how we met i legit complimented you on a joke you said that doc showed me and thats how i got onto the sws, so really thank you so so much for bringing all these new friends and opportunities into my life <33333

@katsuki-skates bas, wow, bas or bass, whatever, is always there to listen, ever present on the vc and no matter what will support you and be super kind and lovely, i can't believe I'm friends with such a wonderful and amazing person. fun fact: i’ve been following you for forever and i kid you not i’ve been low-key stanning you for a good chunk of time. i was slightly terrified when i figured out your tumblr because i loved you so much. <33333

@thehibiscusthief sara, i barely know you, but for the whole short time i;ve known you i have also been low-key standing you. UHM ANOTHER DANCER WHOS APPARENTLY GOING PROFESSIONAL HOLY SHIT AHHHH i’m so so glad you’re going to a dance school, and you’ll definitely be accepted because you’re a talented wonderful person who’s not only a great dancer but also a great writer!!! um what!!!

extra shout outs to people who’s tumblr idk:

kuma, who is the meme dealer of the sis chat. i think we can all agree that kuma’s fucking hilarious, no matter what you might say puma, you're funny as hell and own that please

anna!!! who idrk that well atm, but i always see you on the sws and you're always a hilarious person, i’d say you and kuma are tormenting us with two trucks but i enjoy your humor so much that it would be a lie <333

sammie!!! sammie pls, sammie’s always been such ana amazing person to talk to, a bomb music taste, such a funny and wonderful person I'm so glad i see you in the chat<333

[notfckincool]

DIRTY GIRL

CHAPTER 7 - LUCKY FUCKING DAY

NEGAN X ANA (OC)

Originally a collection of short smutty stories, this has now morphed into a long running storyline. Strong sexual content.

Ana embarks on a casual, and obviously filthy affair with Negan, accidentally falling for the man, knowing he will never love her. Angst and kinkyfuckery.

WARNINGS: It's Negan so expect swearing, violence, sexual content throughout. I'll add specific chapter warnings as it progresses. 

CHAPTER 7 - LUCKY FUCKING DAY

Negan x Ana (OC)

It's been a while since they shagged, they both horny as fuck.

WARNINGS

f/f/m dirty talk, rough sex

Negan is a sweary muthafucka, that's a given

It''s a long one,hahaha. I enjoyed writing from his point of view and I got a bit carried away.

Negan stands, Lucille nestled on his shoulder, proudly surveying his jubilant saviors on their return home. 

The Sanctuary....His castle....The community HE built, from the shit storm of epic proportions, that left the remainder of the human race fighting for survival. Everyone here a cog in the well oiled machine, with a mission to save as many unfortunate souls as possible....And...bring some kind of fucking civilisation back to humanity.

The Saviors...These men and women, these fucking magnificent soldiers, were the key to its success, the last line of defence for HIS citizens. His own personal army, a force to be reckoned with. They were a bunch of quarrelling fuckwits and murdery fucking hoodlums before he took this place. He made them what they are today. He gave them structure, rules, purpose. He made them strong. Look at them now.

As trucks are unloaded the mood is jovial. Today had been another productive damn day. There would be celebrations this evening. Rightly so. Fuck it, he's in a great mood, everyone gets extra vegetables at dinner, they deserved it.

Heading inside the large canteen, they are rewarded with good food and bottles of liquor. He watches over his people, observes their hearty laughter, loud banter, and congratulatory patting of backs. His eyes scan the room.

He leans back against the wall as his eyes rest on Ana. She's sat at a long table with Simon, a few of the other higher ranking warriors, and....that girl she always seems to be hanging with these days. He lowers Lucille to rest casually by his side. She'd done well, he'd known she would, and, she'd finally even got Simon's approval. Simon was right. Fucking her, while on Savior business had been a mistake. While they were working EVERYONE needed to be focused. He didn't want to lose any one over some emotional shit, or by getting eaten on the job, so to speak. They'd had to cool it. Maybe they could get together when they both had free time, but with missions, meetings, and wives, it hadn't happened. A shame. It had been fun. 

Sighing heavily he watches her as she laughs a full belly laugh, her head thrown back. She looks really fucking happy. As rare as rocking horse shit these days. It makes him smile.....briefly. His eyes fixate on Simon's hand patting her thigh, resting a little too long for his liking. He shifts uneasily from the wall, his jaw clenching, hand tightening momentarily around Lucille. The fucking fuck? His brow sets in a deep frown. 

Ok..ok..calm your tits.....

It's probably just his imagination, but he might need to keep a fucking eye on that. Tearing his eyes away he looks down at the floor, inhaling deeply, rubbing his forehead, and trying to relax his jaw as he looks back over in Ana's direction. 

The girls are now sharing a conversation that he can't hear. They move in closer to each other, real fucking close. Huh? 

Cheering erupts. A drinking game has begun and a bottle of tequila is being passed around the table. The merriment continues, tables are banged enthusiastically, and numerous shots are knocked back. He shakes his head at his bunch of roguish fucking idiots. 

There it was again. A touch of the girl's thigh. A firm squeeze. No mistaking. This time stroking higher, leaning right in. His brow arches as Ana kisses her, playfully nibbling at the girls lips. Tangling her fingers in the long tresses she pulls her in for a firmer kiss. Jeering breaks out. 

"Get a fucking room you two"

Something is tossed across the table hitting Ana on the head. Breaking the kiss she tosses it back, laughing and giving them the middle finger. Jesus fucking Christ, sometimes It's like being at fucking high school with these morons. His attention is drawn back to the two women as they stand from the table. 

So how long has this been going on? 

She looks up. Her eyes meeting his. Hmmm.... Did she know he was there? Did she know he'd been watching? Neither looks away, locked in an unwavering stare as he tries to read her. A small smile plays at her lips as she whispers something in the girls ear before grabbing her hand and leading her hastily from the canteen.

Swinging lucille by his side, he takes a moment to process, pulls himself from the wall, bat on shoulder, and heads out into the corridor.

***

Turning the corner, towards Ana's room, the girl is pinned to the wall in a passionate kiss, a sense of urgency as she fumbles with the key in the lock. The door swings open. They tumble in. He saunters towards them, observing a  moment before tapping loudly on the door with Lucille. When Ana spins around he studies her, his eyes narrowing, Lucille swinging gently by his side. 

"Hi"  he grins, taking a step forward into Ana's room. 

"Hi" She moves protectively in front of her 'friend'

"Sorry to interrupt....."  The grin fades as he peers around Ana for a better view of the girl. He's seen her around. Someone new Simon had recruited and trained, name escapes him though. Never really took much notice of her before. He looks her over. Similar to Ana in age, probably. Looks pretty badass, sweet though. Not bad. He definitely would. Flashes her one of his irresistible smiles. She seems to be struggling to maintain eye contact with him. He revels in the long awkward pause.

"...and you are?" 

The girl swallows audibly and opens her mouth, but no words come out. He chuckles maintaining his stare. Ana glances over her shoulder looking quizzically at the suddenly dumb struck girl, shaking her head at her.

"This is Lily."

"Hey there Lily. Nice to finally meet you." He doesn't offer his hand, instead he twirls Lucille in his fingers, his tongue creeping out between his teeth. He can't resist looking her up and down again with a smirk. Immediately she blushes and looks down at the floor to hide her burning cheeks. That's cute. He chuckles.

"Not much of a talker huh?" Her eyes still glued to the floor he turns his attention back to Ana.

"Is she ok?" he mouths silently

"What do you want Negan?"

"You really have to ask? Ana, you know what I want." Placing lucille against the wall he takes another step closer, leaning into her space. Lily shrinks away behind Ana. 

"No Negan, I dont." Her eyes search his "I dont know what you want from me"

"Yes...you fucking do" Lowering his face towards hers, he takes her by the hips. Lily shuffles uncomfortably while Ana holds his gaze.

"Oh, so you think you can just drop in whenever you feel like it, without an invitation" 

"Oh girl, dont give me that shit. You know goddamn well I dont need an invitation. This is my place, I can do whatever the fuck I want" his thumb traces along her jaw

"What about what I want? ....What exactly are we doing here?"

"What do you wanna be doing?" He chuckles "This was your fucking idea. 'Why dont we come up with another arrangement', you said. I fucking remember it. Very fucking clearly...." His thumb brushes over her lips  "...right before before you put my dick in that pretty little mouth of yours" 

"That doesn't mean you can just call by whenever it suits you"

"That is EXACTLY what it means." He withdraws his hand " I gave you a choice. This is what you chose"

"Well, Im not just gonna sit here waiting for you" she smiles pulling Lily to her side.

"Yeah, I can see that" he glances over at Lily

"Look, I'm a big girl, I can make my own decisions, and I made my choice. I'm NOT one of your wives remember" leaning into Lily she kisses her softly.

"Thank fuck for that, you'd drive me nuts" His eyes linger over the kiss "So this is what you get up to when I'm not around"

"Mhm. What did you expect? I got needs you know." The woman's lips part for Ana     "...So if you dont mind...." she mumbles through the kiss

"I don't mind at all". He interrupts " I'm enjoying the fucking show, dont stop on my account"

"If you don't mind" she continues "I'm quite busy, so you can shut the door on your way out"

Arching a brow he watches the girls, their tongues exploring each others mouths. His grip on her hips tightens, pushing himself against her so she can feel him hardening.

"Hahaha! Ya missed me right? I can read you like a goddamn book......Ok you got my attention, got me over here......with the TWO of you. I see what you're doing here." taking her by the chin he pulls her face to look in his eyes. "Yeah...." he smirks "....you missed me"

"Maybe....Maybe not" she swipes his hand away

"Maybe...maybe not" he mocks "Why you always got to be so damned difficult all the time? Fuck, you're infuriating. See..... I'm hearing the words coming out of your mouth, but your eyes are saying 'fuck me Negan' " he shrugs off his jacket

"Wow! You really are an arrogant fucker"

"....Fuck me, AND my horny friend" he continues "Am I right? Hahaha. I know what you want, and how you want it. I know what kinkyfuckery runs through your dirty mind"

"You absolutely sure about that" she retorts "Maybe...I actually didn't miss you or your dick. Maybe...you're wrong." She smirks at him as she peels off her shirt

"Now I KNOW you're fucking lying" his tone no longer as playful. "Enough fucking teasing now. I told you before, don't play fucking games with me princess"

"And I told you before, don't call me princess" roughly she pulls lily towards her, pulling her shirt up over her head and tossing it to the floor "I dont need your permission to fuck someone else. You don't own me"  

Taking Lily's face in her hands she kisses her passionately. Releasing her hips he grabs a handful of Ana's hair, tugging her head back, prising the girls apart.

"I said that's enough. Have you forgotten who's in charge around here?" He says into her ear, his voice stern, delivering a hard sharp slap to her ass "Have you forgotten who your dealing with?" Another rough tug makes her wince. "The Sanctuary is mine. The Saviors, ..are mine. You....Are mine."

Lily cautiously takes a couple of steps back, Ana chuckles triumphantly.

"There's my Negan. You know I like that. she bites her lip " I love it when he gets mad, Lily. We like to play rough. This is just our foreplay" she chuckles again. "Still wanna fuck him?"

"Well?" His eyes burn into Lily's "Do ya? You wanna be my dirty girl too? " He smirks darkly  "then it looks like it's your lucky fucking day.....if you think you're up to it" Forcefully he unfastens Ana's jeans  "...Choice is yours sweetheart, nobody's forcing you to do anything you dont want to do." Still holding Ana's hair in a vice like grip he tugs her jeans down to her hips. "Stay,.. or leave, it's up to you...but it's now or fucking never Lily" he palms Ana's ass   "...Gonna need an answer. Are you staying?" 

Lily chews on her bottom lip and nods

"Then be a fuckin doll and shut the door"

Negan's eyes follow her as she closes the door and leans her back against it. 

"Well, Ana, would you look at that. Lily does as shes told, unlike some people I know"  his hand rubs across her stomach down towards her panties as he presses his swelling dick against her, eyes still on Lily. 

"That's because shes a good girl Negan, she'll do whatever you ask"

"Is that fucking so?" His stare unmoving, deliberately disarming her  "wanna play a game of good girl /bad girl?"  he smirks as he teases Ana, thumbing over her panties. "Ana is the bad girl obviously, but you've clearly spent some time together so I guess you know that already" Ana squirms as his thumb toys with her clit. "Speak up. Don't be shy. Can't be shy around my Ana"

"I'm not your Ana"           

"You fucking sure about that?"

He pulls her hair hard, tipping back her head, exposing her neck to him. Grazing her with his teeth, nipping at her skin, he raises his eyes to look at Lily from under heavy lids,. Ana moans softly and reaches behind her rubbing his hardening length through his jeans

"So.....You just gonna stand there?" Lily's eyes follow his hand as it slides into Ana's panties. Ana gasps and unfastens his belt

"Oh. You like to watch huh? We can put on a show for you if that's your thing" He rubs down Ana's folds, she reaches inside his jeans. "Any requests? Any other freaky weird shit you're into. I am down with that. We...are down with that" He grins as he circles Ana's clit and groans as she slowly strokes his cock. "We're pretty fucking comfortable with anything. We love that weird freaky shit" He turns his attention back up to Ana's neck, biting up to her ear lobe.

"So fucking wet" his voice is low in her ear as he pushes two fingers inside her, she responds by squeezing his cock, eliciting a moan from them both.

Lily finally ventures away from the door moving towards them. He smiles onto Ana's skin, removing his slick fingers and slowly pushes them into Ana's mouth.

"Take off those jeans" He commands Lily, his eyes wandering over her as she obediently pulls them down and kicks them aside. Their eyes meet again when she coyly looks up at him and smiles. Ana groans and squirms as he plunges back inside her, pumping slowly, his eyes never leaving Lily's. She stands expectantly, awaiting instruction. Withdrawing his fingers he uses them to beckon Lily over. She inhales sharply as he releases Ana's hair and strips off his shirt, revealing his slim toned body.  "How does she taste" he smirks as he runs them over her lips before inserting them into her eager mouth.

Ana turns to look up at him, eyes heavy with lust, running her nails across his chest and stomach, lowering herself to crouch before him.  Gently he strokes down Lily's neck and shoulder, caresses her breast, teases her nipple with his thumb, smiling as it hardens beneath his touch. Easing down his jeans Ana bites playfully at his thighs. Softly his hand travels down over Lily's stomach, lightly teasing the skin above her panties, maintaining eye contact as he slides inside, feeling her arousal pooling as she sucks enthusiastically on his fingers.

" Damn sweetheart, you are fucking soaked"

Ana trails her tongue over the bulge straining against his boxers, impatiently tugging them down, his erection finally springing free.

 "I lied" she confesses "I did miss this cock."

He looks down at Ana, to watch her tongue swirling around the tip, exploring the head, trailing down the shaft. He groans and throbs as Ana sucks his dick and lily quivers with his fingers inside her.

Withdrawing, Ana stands to move behind Lily, sandwiching her as he kisses up her neck.

"Remember the word?" Ana asks quietly in her ear. 

"Mhm" 

"If you want to stop just say the word" her hands cup Lily's breasts. Lily nods

"I'm good" she pants, her chest heaving. 

"Good. Get on the bed" Ana instructs her, giving her ass a slap, and pushing her playfully.

The girls tumble to the bed. He strokes himself as they kiss, bras unclipped, panties ripped off and cast aside. Playful wrestling as they caress and explore each other,  limbs entwined, until lily finally submits to Ana.

"Well look at my dirty girls" he sneers, laying himself beside them. His face hovers above lily's, watching her expression as Ana crawls over her. Lily leans in towards him mesmerized by his lips just above hers, moves in for a kiss.

"Oh no darlin" his fingers cover her mouth " that, is a no no. Anything else goes, but that is strictly for wives"

His hand slides over her chin and across her throat. Small quiet moans escape her as Ana's lips and tongue tease her nipples, travel over her stomach and down to her aching core, tasting and exploring. Her chest heaves and breathing hitches. 

"I think she might be close Ana" 

Her moans become louder and less inhibited as Ana brings her to the edge. 

"Cum for Ana sweetheart"  he dips down taking a nipple in his mouth, sucking and tugging gently, applying a little pressure to her throat. Lily's senses are overwhelmed and she bucks beneath them both, writhing in waves of pleasure. 

"Good girl." He grins stroking her hair. 

"Now my dick is really in need of some attention" he smirks. Barely giving her time to recover he clutches himself, guiding her head down, offering her his large throbbing cock.

"Suck it darlin"

She gulps and wets her lips, opening her mouth, slowly taking him in, gagging a little.

"Oh honey, you're going to have to open wider than that"  Ana smiles. Holding Lily's hair she guides her slowly up and down his length, before crawling up the bed, positioning herself over his face. Looking down on him.

"Eat me, Negan. Make me cum all over you"

"Bad girl" he grins

Grabbing her firmly by the ass he laps at her, expertly teasing, licking and sucking. Reaching for the wall behind him she steadies herself, rocking her hips over him. She begins to shake, claws at the wall, throws her head back. Lily picks up the pace on his dick. His strong grip around Ana tightens, locking her in place as he sends her soaring over the edge. Loud moans of satisfaction fall from her lips as she clutches at his shoulders, scratches at his skin, riding the wave. Lily withdraws and comes up for air.

" You ready lily? he mumbles from underneath Ana as she gradually subsides and climbs off laying back on her elbows.

Lily cautiously straddles him, slowly and carefully lowering herself. Very slowly. Inch by swollen inch. Negan looks amused. Anna scolds him with a glance. Lily rocks softly as she adjusts. Without warning he impatiently flips them. Looking into her face he slowly eases the rest of the way, and holds still.

"You really want me to fuck you? he teases

Panting erratically she twitches below him trying to get some friction and nods.

"Say it"

"Say what?" she falters

"I wanna hear you say please"

"Please" she says quietly 

"With some fucking conviction girl. ...Please fuck me Negan" 

"Stop toying with her. You're so fuckin cruel sometimes" Ana shakes her head at him

"Dont pretend like you dont love it, Ana" he chuckles "now get your sweet fuckin ass over here..." Ana smiles and crawls back to lily.

."....focus lily, I wanna hear you say it. Please fuck me Negan"

"Please" she swallows hard "please fuck me Negan"

"Thats my good girl" 

He sets a slow steady pace. Ana kisses lily softly. Lily moans into Ana's mouth as her hand moves down gliding between her wet folds. The kiss firmer as she pins her, circling her clit slowly as he pumps rhythmically, gently. Ana's hand wanders. He looks down when he feels her massaging his balls and inhales sharply.

"Ana" he warns. Not breaking the kiss she moves to grasp the base of his cock.

"Ana. Stop, unless you want me to blow my load right now"

She sniggers, putting her attention back to lily's wetness, when she suddenly convulses and arches. He stops abruptly, gritting his teeth and quickly withdraws, grabbing Ana by the hips and dragging her to him as lily writhes beside them.

"You are a bad fucking girl."

She gasps as he plunges into her. He stills, his hand around her throat pulling her up towards him. She backs up onto him, grinding, his hand squeezing her throat. Holding her tight against him, he fiercely slams into her and stills again.

"Bad, dirty girl. Aren't you.?"

"Yes"

"MY bad dirty girl"

"Yes"

Another deep thrust

"Are you gonna behave for me now?"

"Yes, Negan"

"Beg for my cock, beg for me to fuck you"

"Please, Negan. Please"

"I said beg"

"Please, I need it, I need you to fuck me"

Groaning loudly he rams into her again and pounds her relentlessly 

"Yes,don't stop"

Circling her clit with other hand he knows shes already close

"Don't stop. Don't stop. Don't  ..... she shudders and tightens around him

"Oh fuck... jesus ..fucking ...christ" he cries out

Releasing her onto her hands and knees, shaking beneath him, he hastily withdraws and spurts over her ass. Catching their breath he closes his eyes and rests his forehead on her back, until hes completely spent and their breathing returns to normal. Inhaling deeply he opens his eyes to see lily laying and smiling up at him. 

He pulls himself up collecting a shirt from the floor, wipes himself, and cleans Ana's back before tossing the shirt at lily. He collects his clothes and starts to dress. 

"Hey this is my shirt." Lily pouts. Smiling sweetly at Negan "it's ok though"

He briefly glances over at her and continues to dress silently. Ana grabs a shirt and pulls on some jeans. Lily sits up and looks around for the rest of her clothes.

"So..." lily ventures " What happens now?" 

"What do you mean?" He pulls on his boots

" um...us?" She looks from one to the other "what happens now with us?"

Ana and Negan exchange glances 

"Wow you suddenly found your voice. Um...Nothing. There is no us. Look darlin, nothing is fuckin happening here. It was just a casual fuck that's all, a bit of fun. I thought you knew that" he pulls on his jacket

"But ....I thought maybe we could...you know ....have an arrangement."

Ana grabs her cigarettes and rolls her eyes at Negan

"I'm going for a smoke. I'll leave you two love birds to it"

Negan turns to lily with a frown

"Whoah. Let me stop you right there, sweet cheeks. You wanted this. You got it. I'm very happy for you. Today was a great day for you. 'Yay, today was my bestest lucky fucking day. Today was the day I fucked Negan ' you can write it in your journal and tell all your friends"

Lily's eyes suddenly fill

"Dont get your titties in a twist sweetheart, it's just a fuck"

"Such a dick" Ana shakes her head at him as she brushes passed. He groans and rubs his forehead.

"Ok. Ok. For fucks sake. Don't go getting all emotional on me,....I'm just busting your lady nuts. Look... I'm a busy guy, I got this place to run, several wives to entertain, I just dont have the time." He heads for the door. "Dont take it personal.....I'll ..um....see you around." He shakes his head " fucks sake" he mumbles under his breath as he hurriedly leaves.

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