#the walking dead game fanfiction

[littlesugarwords]

I would die for some Luke, Pete, and Nick x reader (separate, romantic) of them getting separated in a dire situation, and readers "last words" being some variation of "find me in the next life in case I don't make it" or "please allow me to become your wife in the next life" but the MAKE IT n meet again later on and they're like "Soo..." :3 idk!!! Lol

omg omg omg omg you’re killing me here I LOVE THIS.

these are gonna be longer so check them out under the cut :) these took me so long to craft omg

Luke: “Damnit,” Luke drilled his fist into the dirt. The burning in his lungs didn’t seem to matter anymore. “Luke, you couldn't have--” “I know.” Luke snapped, refusing to lift his head. It had all happened too fast for any of them to see it. A wall crumbled, splitting their group in two. The groups scrambled, attempting to move mounds of cement, sharp wood, and dangerous debris. The moment they spotted each other through the wall, Luke and Y/N sighed. “Thank God,” they said in sync. But, like a curse, the wall groaned on Luke’s side. The growls of approaching walkers loomed. Their eyes snapped back together. “We can work fast.” “Y/N,” Luke said, trying to stop them. “It took us this long to get this far. We don’t have enough time.” “No.” Y/N attempted to claw at the rubble, wanting to break down the wall, but Luke’s desperate pleading made them stop. “Y/N, please.” He said, eyes wide. He was terrified. Y/N was too. They both knew. “Just,” he groaned, feeling as though his heart was falling apart inside him. “Just, please,” he took a deep breath. “Just be my wife. In our next lives. Alright?” Y/N eyes widened, tears swelling. Before they could speak, the wall crumbled, entrapping Luke and his group within the infested area. Y/N collapsed and creamed, hearing the muffled ground and wails from the other side. The world was so silent and loud at the same time. Y/N was broken.

It has been months, but it feels like years. Every day dragged on, and the unknown was eating Y/N alive. Knowing that they left Luke back there? That they left those monsters to eat him alive while they just stood there? On the other side of a wall listening? They hated themselves for letting it happen. But then, out of nowhere one day, wandering in the woods for firewood, their group heard something. Just as quickly as Y/N’s group aimed, a voice called out through the brush. “Y/N?” They turned, and locked eyes with Luke, only a few feet away, standing in the rocky forest path. “Luke?” They took a step forward - or tried to - but collapsed to their knees, eyes welling up. Luke darted for them, abandoning every weapon he was holding. He crashed to his knees, enveloping his arms around Y/N, eyes teary and chest tight. Y/N clamored at his back, clutching his shirt. “Am I dreaming?” Y/N asked, throat tightening. “No,” Luke hushed, stroking at their back and hair. “It’s real.” After a beat of weepy sobs and tight clutches, Luke spoke. “Do you remember what I asked?” He whispered into the side of their hair, fingers brushing through it. Y/N laughed and nodded, tears already rolling. “Of course I do.” Was all they could whisper back, pulling away to hold his face in their hands. They had barely finished what they were saying before Luke crashed his lips onto theirs.

Nick: Nick knew they were in a pinch, but this time? This time it was really bad. The shack they were staying in was starting to crumble from the weight of walkers outside, and the two were backed into a - literal - corner. They had members of their group reaching from the other side of the cabin, both branching off in entirely different directions. Neither of them had any idea where each of them were going, but they knew it wasn’t going to be together. “Y/N,” he said, calling them the nickname he had always called them - a way he tried to build rapport when they were new to the group - when he felt Y/N’s panicked and knowing gaze settle on him. Nick gulped. “Wait for me in the next life, okay?” Y/N felt a wail swell in their throat. Before they knew it, Nick felt a tug on his arm, ripping him out of the shack, just as a desperate “Please!” ripped from his lips. They didn’t offer him a chance to slow down or stop. Suddenly, Y/N was gone, and Nick, once again, felt like his heart had been abandoned in the snow.

Nick had turned into a ghost of himself in the years that passed. He wandered meaninglessly - like a ghost - wherever what remained of their group wanted to go. It wasn’t until they caught wind of a survivors camp based a few miles off that Nick would eventually feel some sense of joy again. The moment they were allowed in, they were scoured for bites or infections. The moment they passed through, they were to be given rooming assignments. That process was run by Y/N. The two turned around, as if fate had placed them there, and locked eyes. The two stared in silence as the shocked murmurs fluttered around them. “It’s you?” Nick asked, dumbfounded. Y/N slowly smiled, shaking their head in disbelief. “Only if that’s you,” Y/N said softly. It felt as though they didn’t hesitate any time before wrapping each other up in their arms. Nick even swung them off the ground, burying his face into their neck. His wish had come true. It was a new life - for the both of them - and they had waited for each other. ‘Do you remember--” “Yes,” was all Nick said, before leaning in for a kiss.

Pete: Their last moments were brief, fleeting, but devastating. Y/N reached out, attempting to grab his hand and pull him up onto the landing. A swarm of walkers lurched on below, but the rest of the group was pleading for Y/N to hurry. More were on their floor, closing in, and they didn’t have much time. “Hun,” Pete said, voice low. Despite the noise, it felt like it was just the two of them. “Just let me be with you, still, in your next life. Okay? Wait for me.” Y/N’s eyes slowly widened, putting the pieces together. “Pete--” Suddenly, the balcony gave way, and Y/N’s was yanked back before they could crumble with it. Pete, luckily, managed to snag onto a loose pole, clinging to a nearby loft, and managed to avoid the warm below. Somehow, he had managed to get away, to escape death one time. Possibly, one last time. But now, fleeing from the crumbling building, he glanced around and saw no one. Once again, he was alone.

It had been almost a year since the incident, and Pete became a changed man. A hardened man. Prior to losing Y/N, he was good at rolling with the punches. After losing them, it was as though Pete couldn’t bear to fight anymore. The light had long left his eyes, until one rainy day in the fall. They were taking cover in an abandoned gas station and hears rustling in the back. Weapons armed, their small group started forward. “We don’t want any trouble,” “Please,” a weak voice wavered from the back. Pete’s head snapped up. “Neither do I.” Wait. The gears were turning for Pete. Wait. Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, Pete abandoned his gun and stormed into the back. “Pete!” The group called, astounded as to his reckless behavior. He threw the door to the back room open and there, on the floor, was Y/N. They were drenched in water, shaking from head to toe, and meekly glanced up at - what they thought - was to be a stranger. Their eyes widened the instant they met Pete’s. “Y/N?” He asked, voice breathy. Reality was coming to him slowly, bit by bit, then crashing into him one by one. He threw himself to his knees, wrapping the freezing human in his arms. “Oh my God,” he breathed, clutching their back and hair. “I can’t believe I found you.” “I thought you were dead,” Y/N managed out between shaky breaths. Pete pulled away, holding their arms, studying them. “You’re freezing,” he said under his breath, ripping his coat off and wrapping it tightly around them. “Pete,” Y/N said softly, calling to him as loudly as they could. “I waited. Pete smiled, misty eyed. The rest of his group were bustling around them, but Pete didn’t care. Right then, it was just the two of them, as he pulled them in closer.

𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 💌☕️♡

[rickgrimesfever]

Negan Smith Headcanons

Synopsis: Negan Smith headcanons, SFW and NSFW. Negan Smith x female reader.

SFW:

His favorite nickname for you is doll.

Most definitely has a soft spot for you.

Negan is an absolute tease and will tease you for just about anything. The way you look at him, talk, or even walk.

In private, he can be a big teddy bear.

When you need comfort, Negan's there with open arms and a chest to rest your head on.

He'll comb his fingers through your hair and whisper sweet words that make your body tingle.

Obviously, he's very possessive of you.

You're always by his side, an arm snaked around your waist and a hand resting on your back.

He hates putting you in danger or letting you see the bad side of him, so he demands that you stay in your shared room.

If one of the Saviors even looks at you wrong, they are severely punished or even killed sometimes.

Negan only has a sweet spot for you and it warms your heart.

His kisses are rough and passionate.

His hands are grabbing at your hips, his beard tickling your face.

He'll never admit to himself that he's in love with you, not until you face a near death experience at least.

You can convince Negan to have mercy and only you can do it.

He trusts you and will explain all of his plans to you, hoping to impress you even just a little bit.

NSFW:

Be prepared for the best sex of your life.

Negan likes to crack jokes during the act to make you more comfortable.

He's actually very sweet during sex as he's pounding into you from behind.

Negan likes to be rough with you, but will always stop and tone it down if you ask.

There are times when he's had a bad time and dirty things are spewing from his mouth.

He'll degrade you and even slap your ass, earning a whimper from you.

Negan's eyes roll into the back of his head when you get down on his knees and start sucking on his cock.

He definitely grabs your head and bucks his hips, shoving his cock deeper into your mouth.

He'll say how pretty you look with your lips wrapped around his length.

He loves to overstimulate you, seeing how many times he can make you cum in a row.

Negan loves doggy and watching your ass jiggle as he thrusts into your sore pussy.

He's also really into choking, knowing that he has control over your pulse.

You definitely have to come up with a safe word though.

He's surprisingly good at aftercare.

He will bring you a glass of water after and makes sure you drink it.

He makes sure you're okay and will massage your sore thighs.

Negan will rub your back and sit with you until you fall asleep.

[extraordinari1y-ordinary-writer]

Pic found on Reddit

[flufflyskrill]

me looking up the cut content relevant to my blorbo because not only must i obsess over who they are i must also consider obsessing over who they could have been

[miss-madness67]

FOR FANFICTION,

*please reblog for a bigger audience*

[hd-junglebook]

RISS' NAVIGATION

I'm Riss. I write for all the men I am currently obsessed with so this page will get longer and longer till I grow up and stop fantasizing about boys I can't have.

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Game of Thrones

From Beyond the Wall

Jon Snow X Free Folk Reader

Rumors begin to spread amongst the wildlings of a growing darkness in the far north, whispers of an ancient evil stirring beyond the Wall. As sightings White Walkers increase, panic grips the wildling camps. They journey southward, they encounter fierce resistance from the Night's Watch and the wilding Princess realizes danger lies not in the conflict with the black brothers, but in the imminent threat from the north.

Part 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5

The 100 - Link Here

The Pregnancy Series -

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Luke Hughes

I have recently fallen in love with ALL THREE brothers. So this is Luke’s masterlist.

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Jack Hughes

He has his own separate one now because he is a special man.

Link here

Quinn Hughes

[ichorai]

OK COMPUTER ; the series.

a series based on the album ok computer by radiohead for our 8k milestone! fandoms included ; marvel, succession, harry potter, the walking dead, arcane, dc, game of thrones, and bridgerton.

main masterlist. about.

TRACKLIST.

ONE. airbag ; steve rogers (4.3k) five time steve tries to propose to you, and one time he actually does.

TWO. paranoid android ; coriolanus snow. (27k+) when you laughed, airy and light and reminiscent to that of wind chimes, coryo wished he could bottle up the sound and keep it as his, only his.

THREE. subterranean homesick alien ; fred weasley. you were looking up at the stars, and fred was staring right at you, a dopey, lovesick sort of smile playing at the corner of his lips. “do you think there’s life out there?” you asked, but instead of getting an answer, fred surged forward, a hand curling over the back of your neck to pull you closer, freckled nose bumping against your cheek, his warm lips slotting over yours, extinguishing any and all lingering existential questions on the tip of your tongue. 

FOUR. exit music (for a film) ; rick grimes. blood all over your torn shirt, giving way to teeth marks. his horrified eyes met yours. you were bit, it was clear as day—and you had to make sure rick knew a couple things before you left for good.

FIVE. let down ; viktor (arcane). it was his fault, really. he knew better than to fall in love with his coworker, who was just recently engaged to someone else. someone better than him.

SIX. karma police ; dick grayson. he skimmed his fingers down your side—your waist, your hips, your thighs. your chest was rising and falling rhythmically, features mellowed with sleep. he couldn’t help but wonder if “no strings attached” was really a good idea.

SEVEN. fitter happier ; miguel o’hara. there was a dangerous red glint to miguel’s eyes as you stepped between him and the kid. a muttered curse, a clenched fist, a twitching jaw. you weren’t afraid of the man you loved—but maybe you should be.

EIGHT. electioneering ; siobhan roy. tom had said he wanted to watch the two of you—but he didn’t exactly want to, not really. shiv didn’t quite care. it was his loss, after all.

NINE. climbing up the walls ; sansa stark. sansa begins to pull away from you after her father’s death.

TEN. no surprises ; sam wilson. the two of you go off to look for wanda, supposedly in a quaint little town called westview. but in a blink of an eye—you’re a smiling housewife and sam is your loving husband, trapped in a house that didn’t quite feel like home. 

ELEVEN. lucky ; theon greyjoy.  he thinks you look so very pretty laying on the snow, frost clinging to your lashes.

TWELVE. the tourist ; benedict bridgerton. it was typical of him, of course. to fall in love with the traveling artist with keen eyes and calloused hands.

[willemdafinky]

According to AO3, Aasim appears in mote fanfiction than characters like Lee and Kenny

[thot4ellie]

'*•.¸♡ thot4ellie masterlist ♡¸.•*'

hi im love! 21 yrs old. she/her. bi. more.

started: feb 22nd, 2024

last updated: march 14th, 2024

spotify | tiktok

minors will be blocked, DNI ! 18+

from the river to the sea, palestine will be free 🇵🇸

READ: this account stands with palestine, and so— i require everyone who interacts to educate themselves, and support/donate. READ THESE; 1 and 2, HELP HERE, BOYCOTT. silence is complicity, do not scroll past this.

DO NOT BUY THE REMASTER, TLOU2, TLOU1, OR ANY GAME FROM NAUGHTY DOG! neil druckmann (the creator) is a zionist. PLEASE READ THIS. AND REBLOG THIS.

nsfw/smut ♡ | fluff ♧

the last of us

ellie williams

series:

sweetheart ♡

blurbs & thoughts:

that pic of joel and her

santa barbara ellie

joel miller

series: coming soon

blurbs & thoughts:

his house

abby anderson

blurbs & thoughts: coming soon

extras

twitter links pt 1, pt 2 ♡

pics w ellie pt 1, pt 2, pt 3 ♡

[clouisluvr]

AAA I loved the last one, wanted to send this in before I pass out, take your time no rush love the way you write!

Louis is naturally a flirty person, right? We all know this but I feel like a lot of the time his cheese pick-up-lines just always get him an eye roll.

So what if a survivor (reader) not only likes the silly pick-up-lines but also flirts back?

(So basically how you get together?)

Thank you 💖💖

you'd gone hunting with louis and aasim - trying your best to keep up and pull your weight. recently aasim's been complaining to marlon about you and louis slacking off, so you decided you'd try your best to make an effort. but it ends up being absolutely impossible, because just louis' presence on its own gives you butterflies. he's almost desperately trying to get your attention, "hey y/n, i know i'm irresistible, but you don't have to pretend to not notice me!".

this gets a smirk out of you which he of course notices, "see! knew you couldn't resist me." the butterflies are so strong that your attempts to focus on hunting go out the window - "very funny louis, you and i both know you can't resist me."

"well you've got me there. the second i hear that sweet, sweet voice i practically melt." aasim sighs, knowing he's in for another hunting trip where he does all the work.

your heart swells and you quip back, "well since we're being honest.. youre not so bad yourself."

"wow! that's the nicest thing anyones ever said to me!" you can hear the sarcasm in his voice as he says it, so you decide to flatter him a little more.

"alright if we're talking about voices? your singing is one of the most beautiful things i've been lucky enough to hear."

silence settles into the air and you turn back to see louis has stopped in his tracks. you gently approach him and softly ask if he's okay. his head is hung downwards. he takes a quick breath before grabbing your hand. he clutches it for a second, loosens his grip and rubs your thumb before letting go. his cheeks and nose are slightly tinted and he utters a soft "thank you." he meets your gaze and he flashes you a genuine smile, "that was the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me."

you grab his hand back and smile brightly at him, before aasims loud interrupting cough makes you two jump back.

clearly exasperated aasim says, "im gonna start making sure you guys dont eat the food you refuse to help find". but you can't seem to care much because louis is still smiling brightly, and your heart feels so warm.

phew! okay this is my first oneshot.. im hoping its decent LOLL my twdg hyperfixation has been a little stale for a while so im hoping this isnt ooc for louis.. and sorry for getting to this request so late! hope u enjoy louis lovers🥰

[juno-box]

[Adventures in Babysitting]

Dawn of The Walking Dead hit 1000 hits on AO3!

To, 'celebrate' here's what I like to call "a story in 5 parts":

"Playing the Game"

"Hangout"

"On a Mission"

"Then Chaos Ensued"

"Gameover"

Just wanted to thank all of you for even looking at my fanfic. I do these little renders for each milestone (or what i consider to be milestones)

(slight spoilers under the cut) ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

"Wait... why do I hear mom boss music?"

[strawberryabby]

Y'all need to start making good the walking dead game season one fanfics or I think I'm going to combust PLEASE PLEASEPP PLEASE PLEASE PELASE PELAS ESPELA SK IM SO DESPERATE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (This is my descent into madness)

[ecoamerica]

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[rickgrimesfever]

Rick Grimes Headcanons

Synopsis: SFW and NSFW headcanons of Rick Grimes x fem! reader

SFW:

You cannot convince me that Rick wouldn't be the best boyfriend ever even in the apocalypse.

He's so overprotective especially in the world you're forced to live in now.

He's always walking ahead of you, prepared to take out any walkers that might stumbled across, knowing that you have his back.

His kisses are soft, but they take your breath away.

Rick always kisses you before leaving to do something dangerous or when he's going on a run.

You can see in his blue eyes just how much you really mean to him.

If he doesn't express his love in his physical affection, he definitely does in his words.

His leadership low-key depends on you.

Rick goes to you for reassurance and always ask what you think of the situation before making a decision.

When Negan comes around, you are Rick's comfort and safety.

He loves it when you rub his back and even scratch it.

Rick feels the weight lifting off his shoulders when he can just come lay down on your chest and close his eyes.

This man will kill for you, he probably already has.

Rick gets this dark, stirring look inside of his eyes when someone hurts you.

No words are needed, he'll just march over to whoever hurt you and slit their throat.

Overprotective and definitely a little possessive when Negan comes around.

A hand is always on your back or waist when you're walking together in Alexandria or the Hilltop.

Rick may not always say 'I love you' all the time, but he always expresses his love to you.

Calls you 'angel, sweetheart, or honey'.

Big on the 'sweetheart' though. It's his favorite pet name for you.

Rick has trouble sleeping sometimes, so he usually makes sure you fall asleep first.

There are days when the bags underneath Rick's eyes are popping out and he looks more exhausted than usual.

You'll pull him aside and make him rest your head on your lap, fingers running through his curly locks as he falls into a deep sleep.

NSFW:

Rick could spend hours in between your thighs, tongue sucking on your clit and his fingers shoved inside of you.

He loves when you squirm against him, thighs trembling as his hands are steady on your hips.

Rick is very vanilla in bed, but he's not against new ideas.

He likes missionary because he can see your face and shower your face in kisses.

He definitely whispers dirty things into your ear as he's thrusting in and out of you.

One thing that is definitely off limits in bed is any sort of pain.

Maybe a few spanks, but he would never be rough with you.

Rick hates it when you're in pain, so he would refuses to do anything that might potentially hurt you.

He wants to make sure that you're comfortable and that he's giving you pleasure.

Rick tries his hardest to make you cum first, but there are times when he just can't help it.

Don't worry though, your man will make sure you cum at least three times then.

If you decide to get down your knees, Rick's hand is wrapped around your hair, tugging on it.

Something lights up inside him when you stuff your cock inside of your mouth.

Rough sex is not often, but only when the two of you are a mood and both consent.

Rick makes sure that you have a safe word, but you know deep down that you'll never have to use it.

Rick's aftercare is pretty basic.

He'll clean you up, make sure you're okay and pull you into his arms, cuddling until you fall asleep.

[extraordinari1y-ordinary-writer]

Updated Masterlist: 03/01/2024

One-Shot

Nightmares

I'm Here | @richardsamboramylove55

Ghost for a Boyfriend | <Anonymous>

Every Last Minute

Baby MDNI (18+)

Stay Here Tonight Minors be cautious (16+) | @midorissi

Pent Up MDNI (18+) | for all the people who voted

What You Want MDNI (18+) | for all those who voted

Connected MDNI (18+) | <Anonymous>

Imagine MDNI (18+)

The Witch & the Widow MDNI (18+) | for all those who voted

Chance Encounter | @wereallmadhere666

Wedding Night MDNI (18+) | for all those who voted

Morning After | @steven-grants-world

Blanket Hog | <Anonymous>

Chance Encounter Pt. 2 | @wereallmadhere666

A Night to Remember MDNI (18+) | suggested by: @steven-grants-world

Wedding Night (Bucky's Version) MDNI (18+) | suggested by: @im0aleh

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[dragons-and-handcuffs]

Okay imagine Aemond in Walking Dead AU. This guy is going to be so ruthless. A survivor. A fighter. A mastermind. He probably lost his eye in the first wave when the apocalypse is all new and everyone had no experience to survive something so horrific. Maybe he lost his eye because Lucerys put him in such a situation.

Aemond wouldn't hesitate to kill even the living if his survival depends on it. Carriers a few weapons on him, but is really creative, can create a weapon out of anything. He probably doesn't prefer to be in a group, but maybe he is in one because they are stronger in numbers. If there are any tasks he prefers to go solo, unless there is no other choice.

If he is in a group then he is always against adding any new members. He barely even trusts the existing ones. If he is just solo then he doesn't help anyone or ask anyone for help. Can't risk it

[sasusc]

WIP Whenever

Tagged by @galadrieljones and @mistressheroine

Currently unnamed, but a sequel to my "you might think I'm crazy, the way I've been cravin'"

Girls like her didn't stay with guys like him. Sometimes they would come to the seedy bars he and Merle visited looking for a bit of fun…something rough and rowdy for the night. Sometimes it was because they wanted something different from the ex or current boyfriend, sometimes it was almost like a dare--they wanted to see if the grass was greener on the other side. But they never wanted more. He had never wanted more, either. He was a little defensive when he replied back, "What's to talk about?" She smirked. "We had sex, Daryl. I would like to do it again," she told him. It was a punch to his heart. She wanted sex again--with him. He was all for that. He was glad she hadn't regretted it, but it just help cemented his earlier thoughts. She didn't want more from him that. "Yeah?" She nodded, a flush spreading across her cheeks and neck. He advanced on her, planning to tell her no. What happened earlier was a one time only deal. But he was in her face, and the clean scent of her hair filled his nostrils. Before he knew it, he had her back against the door and his hands around her throat. His thumbs tilted her face up to meet his. He kissed her hard as anger and bitterness intertwined with his desire.

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