#aka the fanfiction I wanted to be like 'how the hell did no other detective find this out"

[imagines-dreams]

A Good Name - Tim Drake Imagine

Rating: PG

Warnings: fluff and future, and a flustered Robin

Summary: As a part of Young Justice, you have seen a lot of weird things. But being called (Y/n) Drake was by far the weirdest thing. (Aka I read a fic that I can’t remember the name of where Impulse called reader Mrs. Grayson and I took inspo from that idea to make one for Tim! Someone, aka @despitealldoubts-blog found the fic so here it is! Future Mrs. G by @cait-writes-stuff inspired this!)

Word Count: 2785

“Stand ready,” Nightwing commanded.

The four of you readied yourselves as the unknown source or ball of electricity formed and dropped a transportation device of some kind. It dropped right onto the floor, smoking and whirring, and when smoke billowed out of it, someone jumped out.

“Ta da!” A boy, bright red hair, white and red outfit with a yellow visor. You didn’t recognize him from any database you’ve seen. Not a notable hero or villain. Maybe a hacker or inventor, from the looks of the machine. Could be a thief, an aspiring supervillain, or just a big fan of superheroes.

The alarm went off. “Intruder Alert. Intruder Alert.”

“Computer, lock down cave,” Nightwing said.

Gar tilted his head. “Well, I think we found our unknown energy impulse.”

“Impulse,” the stranger mulled it over. “That’s so crash! Catchy, dramatic, one word.” He appeared by Nightwing’s side. “Like Nightwing.”

A speedster!

“And Robin.”

To you, “And Knockout.”

To Gar, “And Beast Boy.” He blinked.”‘Well, that’s two words.” He talked even faster, and soon, he was trying to explore the cave to find things. With a laugh and a mock salute, he was gone.

“You three, take him down.”

“On it, Nightwing!” you responded. You cracked your knuckles and ran alongside Robin and Beast Boy. You caught him in a hallway and with a smirk, you punched the ground. It splintered under your strength. He wouldn’t be able to run.

And you were wrong. Impulse, whatever his name was, ran up the wall and over your head, back to safer and sturdier ground. You groaned. Nightwing was not going to be happy.

Robin sped out from the kitchen, just to trip on some dispelled tile.

You giggled. It was worth it.

Robin stared at you. “Nightwing’s gonna kill you.”

You shrugged. “Nah, I’m good. It’s nice to see you fall on your ass, Robin. Shouldn’t you have wings or something?”

“Guys, come back,” Nightwing said. “I’ve got him.”

Your jaw dropped. “How…” You shook your head.

Robin laughed and patted your shoulder. “Come on.”

As Impulse explained himself, you grew more and more confused. Time travel was theoretica, and no one could agree on what would happen if it was achieved. Does time travel work so that what you do in the past is actually what happened in the past, like time travel was meant to happen and was accounted for in a neat timeline. Or, was there different timelines, and if so, does the previous timeline disappear or does it become an alternate universe all on its own.

You pressed your fingers against your temples. This was just a tad too much.

“So,” Robin concluded, “you’re a tourist from the future.”

“Why look so surprised. Half the meat at Comic Con are from my era.”

Robin rubbed his chin, and you knew that face. He was doubting the information he got. Trying to find the tells of a lie.

You crossed your arms. “If you’re from the future, you should be able to prove it.”

“Ah, well, my identity is kinda a tell, if you know what I mean. Superspeed, the red and gold.” He smiled up at all of you. “I’m Bart Allen, grandson of Barry Allen. You know, the Flash, Barry Allen.”

“Noted.” Garfield smirked. “Not believed, but noted.”

“What’s not to believe? I’ve got it all! The speed, the amazing good looks.” Impulse’s eyes lit up. “Frankly, I can’t wait to meet him. You know, back when he was still in his prime and all.”

Nightwing sighed. “Well, Bart, coming all the way from the future, you must have worked up a thirst.” He brought a cup of water to the intruder. Tracker, no doubt.

“Thanks!”He sipped the water. “Oh! Ah, you’re trying to get my DNA!” he spat into the water. “That’s such a Dick Grayson move.”

Robin’s eyes widened. “How did…” He looked at his mentor, and Nightwing, or well Dick, just stared at him, trying to figure it out himself.

“Aha! See, I know things that only someone from the future with an amazing Flash legacy to carry would know.” He looked at each of you, and without pause, said, “Dick Grayson, (Y/n) and Tim Drake, Garfield Logan.”

You bit your tongue. That was not your name. Your name was (Y/n) (Y/l/n), not (Y/n) Drake. And Tim? As in Robin’s name was Tim. Tim Drake? Your eyes caught his, Tim’s, and thank god for Garfield, because he spoke before the two of you could stutter about what just happened.

“Your name’s Tim? And your is, uh, Dick?” Garfield cringed.

You smiled as much as you can, and with heat still blooming in your cheeks, you laughed. “Gar, your name is Garfield, like that cat who hates Mondays.”

“Hey!” Garfield poked your chest. “I don’t like Mondays. So, I take that as a compliment.”

“You really shouldn’t,” Tim agreed.

“See, thank you.”

Garfield groaned and covered his face. “No wonder you two got married.”

Just like that, Tim and you looked anywhere else but each other.

“Oops. Spoilers.” He shrugged. “The secret identity is so retro. You can call me anything. Impulse, Bart, Bart Impulse Allen. All’s crash.”

“He can’t actually be telling the truth,” Robin, Tim, insisted. “He can’t be from the future.”

Garfield leaned in close. “Tell us something we don’t know! Yet.” The boy smiled, so proud of himself. “So, when do I become leader? Or part of the Justice League! Or, hear me out, my reality show? Good answers only.”

“Sorry, BB. Never was the best at history. Plus, I shouldn’t say any more spoilers as to alter the timeline. I mean, now, Tim and (Y/n) might not get married and have Jack  and Anna. Oh, god, we will all be feeling the mode.”

Jack and Anna. “Kids?” You gulped and looked to Tim. Sure enough, he was staring at you, too. There was something in his eyes, behind the mask, that screamed surprise and awe, and you weren’t sure how to take that. Tim was your best friend on the team. Maybe not your best friend ever, since he didn’t know your name and you didn’t know his until after Impulse, but still.

He was so amazing, really. Intelligent, strategic, hard-working. You still got surprised every time he actually wanted to spend time with you.

And then, this kid from the future is telling you that that guy, your best super friend and the smartest person on the team, falls in love with you? Has kids with you?

Then, Impulse escaped. Beast Boy went after him, and Tim was back to clearing his throat and forgetting all the information he had just received.

You sighed. “I’m gonna go train. And, uh, Nightwing?”

“What did you do?”

“Nothing!” You pursed your lips. “Just, you know, some slightly chipped, broken, maybe possibly shattered tile in hallway B6.”

“Knockout-”

“Ok, bye!” You ran off to the gym. Nightwing had too much on his mind. He wouldn’t go after you just yet.

So, you took deep breaths. When you entered your small, personal gym, it came to life. The light turned on, and your playlist filled the air. You sighed. “Computer, I need you to search for Tim Drake.”

“On it, Knockout.”

As you worked out, you kept asking your room questions and pieced together bits of information.

“I need a list of billionaires who operate business at least once a month in Gotham,” you said, as you stared at the wall of holograms during your cooldown. “Cross reference the list with the list of people associated with Tim Drake.”

“The list consists of seven people.”

“Read them out, please.” You gulped down water and listened.

“Anthony Edwards, Roberta Stark, Bruce Wayne, Lex Luthor-”

“Wait.” You stared at the profiles of these people. Seven people that were both associated with Gotham and Tim. Only one of them fit the bill of eccentric billionaire who takes in kids and fights crime with only a tight suit and fancy gadgets.

“Bruce Wayne,” you whispered. “Computer, pull up a picture of Batman next to Mr. Wayne.” Oh my god, how did no one figure it out sooner. They even had a similar physique. “Who are children that are associated with Mr. Wayne?”

“Dick Grayson-”

“Aka Nightwing.”

“-Barbara Gordon-”

You’d recognize that bright red hair anywhere. “Batgirl.”

“-Jason Todd-”

The old Robin.”

“-and Tim Drake.”

You gulped. Four kids, just like how there were four kids under Batman. Two of which were named by the kid from the future.

“Pull all of their pictures up, along with Nightwing, Batgirl, Robin three years ago and Robin now.” All of their physical profiles were similar. Even Jason’s and Robin’s. And Robin’s disappearance was near Jason Todd’s reported death. Robin’s reappearance matched the year Bruce and Tim’s dad, Jack Drake, were acquainted.

You stood back and laughed. “Wow.” You were sitting one of the biggest secrets in history. You knew who Batman was! The Batman! You knew who Robin was, who Nightwing was, who Batgirl was. You knew all of their secret identities.

“I knew you’d figure it out.”

“Robin!” Your computer hid all the files. “Find what out? Nothing to see here.”

“Mhm. Computer?”

“Yes, Robin?”

“Bring up the previous files.”

“Of course.”

You gasped. “Wait! No-” And all your files of the Batman and his associates appeared on the wall behind you. You shook your head. “Thanks, Computer.”

“You’re welcome, Knockout.”

You stared at your feet and joked, “I really should program Computer to detect sarcasm.” you turned to your data. “I still can’t believe no one knows. I mean, it’s obvious.” You pointed at Mr. Wayne. “This guy is one of the only billionaires who operates in Gotham weekly, and Batman is known to have multiple, custom made gadgets. Even if he made them himself, he’d need a lot of money to maintain that, so billionaire is in the description.

“Then, there’s the fact that Batman has many sidekicks or associates or what have you. So that means the the billionaire must be associated with kids, maybe even adopt them. And Mr. Wayne adopted two kids as his wards. The first one of the two being an orphaned trapeze artist who was adopted around the time that Robin showed up for the first time. And it helps that Robin was known to do amazing tricks and stunts when locking up criminals.”

With all the pictures and articles around you, you couldn’t help but wonder. “I mean, it’s obvious.”

Robin laughed. “To us, it is.”

You tilted your head. “Us?”

He nodded. “Computer, can search for a video with the keywords, ‘Grayson,’ and ‘quadruple somersault’?”

Two videos popped up, one of which was a small boy performing the very difficult trick.

“The second one. Now, Computer, bring up footage of Penguin and Robin about six years ago next to it, please.”

The two videos played at the same time, and you saw why Tim brought it up. The kid in the first video was a young trapeze artist, Dick Grayson. The second video had Robin perform the same difficult trick when he defeated Penguin.

You laughed. “That’s how you found out?”

“I saw Dick perform when I was a kid. I recognized it in this video, and when I thought I needed to, I approached Bruce.”

You blinked. “When you needed to?”

His shoulders dropped, and suddenly, you knew what Tim meant. Batman needed a Robin, and the only time he was without one was when Jason, the second Robin, died at the hands of the Joker. Tim sought out Mr. Wayne after that. “You don’t have to,” you said.

Tim smiled, but it was forced. “Thanks.”

You rubbed his shoulder. “You’e really smart for figuring that out at the age of what?” You looked at the Penguin’s video date. “Age of nine? Damn, Robin.”

“Yeah, I am smart,” he admitted. “I’m also smart enough to know you’re avoiding the topic we should really be talking about.”

Blood pooled into your cheeks. You took your hand off his shoulder and laughed. “What do you mean avoiding? I’m not avoiding anything.” You pointed out, “Plus, it could just mean I’m adopted or that we happen to have the same last name later on in the future or something.”

Tim raised his eyebrow. “Impulse said, ‘Have Jack and Anna’.”

“So?”

“So, use that smart brain of yours.”

You grimaced. “Are we really going to talk about it?”

“Yes, we are. We’re a team, (Y/n), and whatever happens, this” - he pointed at the two of you- “needs to stay in tact.” The superhero gulped. “I want it to stay in tact.”

You sighed. “Jack is your dad’s name, obviously, so the future he was talking about, well,” you laughed and pulled at your hair, “it means that we name a kid after your dad.”

“What do you think of Anna? Where’d that come from?”

You shrugged. “Could be anything.” You laughed. “All I thought was, ‘Wow, Anna Drake sounds like a good name.’” You shook your head. “Kinda ridiculous, huh?”

Tim was silent. Then, his cheeks turned red, and he turned away from you. You knew that look. He thought of something. He thought of something, and it was embarrassing enough that even the thought of of it made him blush.

“Nuh-uh.” It took two strides for you to be right in front of him. “No, you’re spitting it out. What is it?”

“Nothing!”

“Not according to those rosy red cheeks, Tim.” You pinched his cheek. “Come on, you can tell me.”

Tim shook his head and hit his own forehead. “It’s stupid.”

“Who cares?”

He sighed. “I thought, I was just gonna say, like, I don’t know.” He cleared his throat and glanced at you before looking at his boots. “I just, I think that (Y/n) Drake, it sounds like a good name, too.”

The smile you had so gleefully earned disappeared just like that. Not because you were embarrassed, although that was true. It wasn’t because you might marry Robin, aka Tim Drake, aka your best friend, or because you had been thinking of that name, your first name and his last name, for the past hour or two.

No, it was because he was right. (Y/n) Drake doesn’t sound bad.

“See!”

“Shut up.” You laughed and covered your face. “I don’t need this from you.”

“You asked for it!”

“I didn’t think you’d say that.” You exhaled a long and deep exhale and shook your head. You couldn’t let him do this to you. It didn’t matter that the two of you might be married later on. No, you had to get him back. You bit your lip and sauntered to him.

Tim’s eyes widened, and he froze. He stared at you, almost in awe of your newly found confidence, and even though your fingers shook, you couldn’t help but love the way he looked at you.

Your fingers brushed against his mask, and your eyes met his blue ones. When he didn’t do anything to stop you, you lifted the mask away from his face, and finally, his face was revealed to you.

You bit your lip and brushed his hair back. “You know, I don’t think Tim (Y/l/n) sounds too bad either.” You smiled up at him and played with one lock of hair that was out of place. “Goes well with this handsome face of yours.”

Tim gulped, and you could feel his heartbeat under his skin. It was frantic, but still, he didn’t move. Even when he sheeks got redder than yours, he didn’t move. He just smiled. “I, uh, I mean.” He cleared his throat. “Uh, you know, you being this close and playing with my, you know, hair and everything.” He gulped and looked down at his feet.

You giggled. “Run out of smoothness there, Robin?”

“Maybe,” he admitted.

Your cheeks hurt from smiling too much. You leaned your head on his chest. “It’s ok, that was all the smoothness I had.”

“All of it?”

“Yep.” You wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your chin on his chest. “No more smoothness from me. That was it. That was all of it.”

Tim smiled so softly and genuinely as he brushed your hair out of your face before resting them on your waist. “So no more smoothness from you?”

“Nope.”

“Not even on our first date?”

“Well, you got ask me that first?”

He laughed. “Ok then, Drake, what about a date?”

You hummed, as if in thought.

“Come on,” he pouted.

You laughed. “Yes, (Y/l/n), I’ll go on a date with you.”

#tim drake #red robin #tim drake x reader #tim drake imagine #time drake oneshot #red robin x reader #red robin oneshot #red robin imagine #young justion #yj #young justice imagine #young justice onshot #young justice x reader #dc #dc imagine #dc fanfiction #aka the fanfiction I wanted to be like 'how the hell did no other detective find this out" #and just point out all the consistencies between Bruce's life and Batman's #cuz why not #this isn't well written in my opnion #cuz very rushed and all #but im tired and procrastinating and i just really want a tim drake

[urbanqhoul]

Coffee For Your Head [Fallout 4- Nick Valentine & John Hancock]

sSOOO

this is is kinda my first attempt at writing short lil fanfiction, I’ve written before for video’s n such but I’m by no means great at it so plz dun stab me I just wanted to write some fluff for my fav ship quq.

This takes place in my prewar AU- aka fallout 4 companions if they existed before the bombs dropped n all that fun stuff

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“Think ya really need to work on impulse control, kid.” Nick said flatly as he carefully tried to keep John from falling over in his drunken state well they stumbled back home.

“To hell with that...! Those assholes were practically begging for it...” The smaller man grumbled as he almost tripped over his own feet, causing them both to stumble forward before Nick corrected it. 

They’d both had a painfully long week with a particularly bleak case to solve involving a missing spouse. 

It was by no means out of the ordinary but something about this one specifically had stuck with him and he decided to distract his brain from it with a visit to the local pub.

 As always John insisted on tagging along claiming it was “To help him home” afterwards when they both knew full well who was more likely to get passed out drunk. Predictably the night had proceeded with some banter well Hancock sporadically got side tracked by challenging other patrons to drinking games. 

It was during one of these ventures that ended in Hancock roughed up, bruised with a bloody nose followed by getting kicked out of the bar. 

“...You know I’m pretty used to you getting into a tussle or two- But usually it has a reason. Care to tell me why you tried to knock the daylights out of a stranger?” Valentine prompted, raising an eyebrow.

His response was simply an annoyed groan as he wiped blood from his mouth, “Can we just take a fuckin’ bus or something- its too damn cold and I think the cunt fractured my knee…”

Ignoring it then, alright…

“Think they might call the cops if they see you like this, Really don’t need to end the night in the drunk tank with Danse starting us down like a bunch of roaches. Sides we’re almost home.” Nick said tiredly before carefully taking on more of John’s weight to keep him off his bad leg. 

---

“Sign up now and prepare for the futu-”

The television was promptly turned off leaving the only sound in the room, the gentle buzz of the coffee maker, and a snort of irritation from Hancock as he laid flopped over on the couch.

 Nick had just finished tending to his injuries and left him in the kitchen, well he prepared something to combat the inevitable hangover.

“Can’t tell you how sick I am of seeing vault tecs trash everywhere. Like hiding away in a hole in the ground is an amazing alternative and not a slower, more boring death.” He shuffled through the endtable’s drawer before pulling out a thin can of mentats- only to have it promptly snatched away by Nick and replaced with a warm coffee.

“Really looking to just lose every last bit of grey matter you have left tonight aren't you?” The detective chided as he sat next to him, paying no mind to the glare he received before John reluctantly sipped his drink.

After a moment of silence he spoke up again, “...Are you ready to talk about it?”  He asked slowly. “It isn’t like you to pick fights with folks who didn’t earn it.” “He did.”  Came the sharp reply before being cut off by an irritatingly loud slurp as he chugged the rest of the coffee. “Piece of shit- he was talking a load of garbage about you.” John muttered quietly, indignation clear in his tone. “About Winters and...Jen…”

At the mention of his long passed fiance, Nick felt his heart drop into his stomach. A familiar emptiness that came anytime her and the bastard that took her away were brought back to the forefront of his mind. 

John avoided eye contact, gripping the coffee cup with such force it was a wonder it didn’t shatter. “...He went on and on about how you must’ve been so traumatized by everything to have taken up with some street rat druggie. I can deal with that type of shit towards me- it's basically my entire life but using...everything you went through as some petty fucking insult- You don’t deserve that.” 

Nick started to say something before cutting himself off, his half hungover brain trying to process everything he’d said. 

Thanks to the high publicity of the Eddie Winters case, he’d become well known within diamond city. 

Though he took the high road and ignored it, he knew how much people loved to talk about him. About the broken man who’d lost everything trying to catch Winters only for him to get away scot-free. 

It’d been several years since all of this transpired but the moment he was found to be in a relationship with Mayor Mcdonough’s brother- everyone of course started to talk again. 

A stoic old private eye who lost to a crime boss, taking up with a drugged up vigilante was far too ironic for the public to resist. It baffled him how much free time the tabloids had to waste on him, exploiting the tragedy of his past and ‘scandal’ of his present.  

 Hancock had a way of hiding how much things bothered him. Most who were unfamiliar with him would say he was an overly confident arrogant jackass. And well there was a certain truth to that, those who knew him better would find that it was a façade. 

Nick could see it slipping out right now. The brash part of him that was quick to fight a judgmental prick fading away, revealing the hurt man underneath. The part of him that became tough because life didn’t give him any other choice. The part that needed him right now.

Unsure of what to say, Val reached over and pulled him into a tight hug that seemed to have caught him by surprise. 

“...You know I don’t give a damn about what anyone else thinks right?” John tensed up before relaxing in his embrace, nuzzling tiredly into his shoulder. “I know...It's just- Feel like I’m makin’ life harder for you. You’ve already gotten more than your fair share of bullshit from the world.”

“Doll they can talk all they want. I’m lucky to have you, Mayhem n’ all~ ” Nick couldn’t help a faint smile when Hancock’s hold on him tightened followed by a snort as he peeked up. “Ya need to give yourself more credit, you’ve been the best thing to happen to me in a long time…” 

“You’re real fuckin’ cheesy you know that?” John teased planting a soft kiss on his neck, “Do me a favor and take me to bed already, I need to sleep for at least the next year. That asshole was a shit fighter but he did manage to get a few decent bruises in on my legs.” He insisted, letting himself fall over into Nick's arms. “Think you just might be lookin’ for an excuse to not walk a few feet.” With a tired chuckle, Nick lifted Hancock up with what seemed like no effort at all.

“Ya know you’re surprisingly strong for being such an old fuck~” 

“Mm, think it might have more to do with you having the body weight of a starving cat, but that's just an educated guess.. “ 

#fallout 4 #fallout fanfiction #fallout fanfic #valencock #nick valentine #john hancock #bad hat boyfriends #i dont write often so hopefully this isn't super shitty quq #prewar au #text post

[thetvmoviefan]

Nabrina FanFics Part 7 (Friday 13th Update)

Sabrina Spellman & Nicholas Scratch (Nick Scratch) FanFics MASTERLIST

Updated: December 13, 2019 (12/13/2019) also Friday 13th

FINALLY!! We got the release date for Part 3 of CAOS and it’s going to come on January 24, 2020!! While Netflix still has yet to release a official trailer even though today (12/13) was good to release it, thought it would be a good day to release a newly updated list of Current and NEW Nabrina FanFictions for anyone waiting for our favorite Power Couple Sabrina Spellman and Nicholas Scrath to come back. So If you’re in need a Nabrina fix or a general CAOS fix here’s a lst of fics that are worth the reads and re-reads till Part 3 comes out.

As always have a Wicked or Hell-ish time with these fics and ENJOY!!!

Fics in Order by Last Update 12/13/2019

[Key: AU=Alternate Universe - AH=All Human - * = New Fic to List]

1. “Just a Little Obsessed”*

Author: eyerys

Summary: Nicholas has developed a tinie-tiny crush on Sabrina. Nothing like major or whatever. It's not like he thinks about her all the time or daydreams about what it would be like to be with her or how cool she is. No, not at all.Sabrina doesn't have a crush on Nick. No, not at all. Uh-uh. She has Harvey. Sweet and loving Harvey Kinkle. But for some reason, she can't help but find her mind wandering. Rated Teen - Chapters 1/1 - Last Update 12/13/2019

2. “Lessons in the Unseen”

Author: bunivy

Summary: Academy Teachers AU. Sabrina Spellman lives as simple a life as a half-mortal half-witch can. Despite her dislike for the headmaster, she enjoys spending her time teaching Ritual Magic at the Academy of Unseen Arts, hoping to positively shape the minds of young witches and warlocks. However, with the sudden dreadful announcement of her aunt Zelda's engagement and the appearance of one mysterious - and strikingly handsome - Nicholas Scratch, Sabrina finds that her life is not so simple anymore. Or all that safe. AU - Rated Mature - Chapters 31/? - Last Update 12/12/2019

3. “Off The Record - One Shots”*

Author: sarahkwut

Summary: Missing scenes from my completed piece, 'Off The Record.'AU/AH - Not Rated - Chapters 3/? - Last Update 12/12/2019

4. “Ocean”*

Author: sarahkwut

Summary: AU, M-Rated. Nicholas Scratch has everything working in his favor. He's got a decent job as a history teacher, his roommate Melvin is always up for video games and getting high, and Sabrina Spellman lets him mess up her sheets frequently. Sabrina knows Nick isn't good for her, but she can't stay away, no matter how hard it is to pretend she's completely okay with their casual arrangement. But when life takes an unexpected curve, Nick is forced to face a new normal he doesn't know how to navigate. And Sabrina may or may not be there to help him through it. AU/AH - Rated Mature - Chapters 8/? - Last Update 12/09/2019

5. “I knew you were trouble”*

Author: Miss_Kath90

Summary: Sabrina didn’t know that being away from home for the first time could be so hard.Away from her aunts, friends and her-lifelong-boyfriend, Sabrina have to deal with the nostalgia but also with the new challenges College's life mean: get used to share a room with a not-so-nice roommate, put up with long hours of study and very few of sleep, learn to live from pre-cooked meals instead of her aunt Hilda’s homemade ones, find balance between her studies and her new social life… And resist the temptation a certain Nicholas Scratch mean for her. AU/AH - Rated Mature - Chapters 4/? - Last Update 12/07/2019

6. “As The Moon Rises”*

Author: venzaren

Summary: Sabrina Spellman is tired.Tired of living a double life. Tired of facing discrimination at the hands of her pack. Tired of dealing with her status as an Omega. And most of all, she's tired of people hounding her about finding her mate.Then Nick Scratch returns to Greendale. AU - Rated General - Chapters 1/? - Last Update 12/07/2019

7. “Thirteen Memories”

Author: tempestbreak

Summary: (Set at the end of Season 2) Sabrina and her friends go to Hell and rescue Nick -- but what happens when that's the easy part?It turns out, having the Dark Lord inside your mind for months can do some damage, and Nick comes back different. His memories of the events leading up to his sacrifice, including his relationship with Sabrina, are gone. How can Sabrina help him regain his memories of their time together when she's not even sure she trusts her own? Rated Mature - Chapters 6/? - Last Update 11/02/2019

8. “But The Greatest Is Love” 

Author: sarahkwut

Summary: The acheron captured Lucifer Morningstar, but their problems are far from over. The coven is decimated, the Church of Night is no more, Father Blackwood is on the run, and Nick and Sabrina's relationship is in ruins. How do they pick up the pieces and move on? There are more questions than answers and the consequences could be of biblical proportions. Rated Mature - Chapters 25/25 - COMPLETED 10/28/2019

9. ”Ground Beneath Her Feet”

Author: mindlesshappy

Summary: Sabrina is born out of a miracle - one that she wishes would repeat for her, but when she is destined for someone else, how much can she resist before her heart decides to give in. Alternatively, Nick is Sabrina's soulmate, but she really just wants Harvey to be it. Also, in the backseat are all the other possible ships, getting their own soulmate glories. Rated Teen - Chapters 15/? - Last Update 10/22/2019

10. “Back to You”

Author: nadiaselite

Summary: Sabrina brings Nick back from hell. Rated Teen - Chapters 1/1 - Last Update 10/11/2019

11. “The Open Road”

Author: paradiamond

Summary: Nick wants her back, and he’s willing to do whatever it takes. In fact, he insists on it. Rated Teen - Chapters 1/1 - Last Update 9/22/2019

12. “The words “I love you” aren’t enough”*

Author: Miss_Kath90

Summary: “Look at me, Nick” he was reluctant but when he finally looked up she took his face in her hands making him unable to look away “What you did that day… Nick, you sacrificed yourself for my sake, even when I mistreated you and told you all those horrible things. You did it for me, because you love me… Don’t you see? You’re incapable of being evil.”Or... Sabrina gets her boyfriend back but things don’t go as smoothly as she thinks they will. Rated Mature - Chapters 1/1 - Last Update 9/22/2019

13. “Be True to Your School”

Author: rayo aka @its-nabrina-bitch​

Summary: Nicholas Scratch is the Golden Boy™ of Baxter High; star athlete, top of his class academically, and devastatingly handsome. Sabrina Spellman sees Sophomore year as an opportunity to expand her horizons; joining the cheerleading squad, running for student council, and making new friends along the way while working to maintain her relationships with her old friends. What Sabrina Spellman doesn't know: sophomore year is about to turn her world upside-down. AU - Rated General - Chapters 4/? - Last Update 9/12/2019

14. “Mission: Let’s get my boyfriend back”

Author: My_Evak_Heart

Summary: Sabrina and the Fright Club ventures on their first mission: getting Nick back from Hell Not Rated - Chapters 1/1 - Last Update 9/7/2019

15. “Jealousy is a killer”

Author: Melissa1226

Summary: Will Sabrina and Nick Start something new? and who is watching them from the shadow full of jealousy? Rated Mature - Chapters 8/? - Last Update 8/28/2019

16. “The Institute for Divine Craft”

Author: rayo aka @its-nabrina-bitch​

Summary: After a humiliating spat with Father Blackwood pushes Sabrina away from her witching life and the Academy, Madam Satan crafts an alternative solution to move Sabrina Spellman further down the path of night. Ultimately leading her to the Institute for the Divine Craft. A handsome Headmaster with mysterious ties to her father, convinces Sabrina to abandon her mortal life, and cultivate her abilities as a child of the Church of Lucifer. AU - Rated Mature - Chapters 16/? - Last Update 8/21/2019

17. “The Jock”

Author: mikaila_ealum

Summary: An Alternate Universe where Nicholas Scratch is Baxter High’s quarterback along with one of the most popular boys at school. With few knowing the truth, Scratch is living a double life as a warlock at the Academy of Unseen Arts. Sabrina takes a hiatus from the Academy to get more in touch with her mortal side. When Sabrina gets back she becomes partners with Nicholas for a project in theatre class. AU - Chapters 8/? - Last Update 8/07/2019

18. “act 5, scene 2 (thou and i are too wise to woo peaceably)”

Author: ghostemo aka @wickedscratch​

Summary: When Sabrina Spellman rose to a challenge issued by Prudence Night, she never imagined she’d actually make the varsity cheer squad - or that doing so would upend life as she knew it. Now she has to navigate her new role within the social hierarchy of hell -er Baxter High as well as trying to get her boyfriend to actually communicate. It certainly doesn’t help that she’s been paired up with the annoyingly handsome Nicholas Scratch, captain of Greendale’s beloved football team, for a project in her theater class. It’s exactly as, if not more so, cliche as it sounds. AU/AH - Rated Teen - Chapters 3/? - 7/25/2019

19. “Off the Record”

Author: sarahkwut

Summary: AU. Detective Nicholas Scratch left New York for Greendale in desperate need of a change of scenery. The small town takes some getting used to, but local reporter Sabrina Spellman quickly grabs his attention. It's the fresh start he needed until Greendale's residents start turning up dead. With a murderer on the loose, no one is innocent - and anyone might be next. AU/AH - Rated Mature - Chapters 29/29 - COMPLETED 7/22/2019

20. “Bring You Close To Me”

Author: BridgetMcKennitt

Summary: Sabrina and her friends managed to bring Nicholas back from Hell. There was a lot the two of them needed to discuss, but tonight, they had this. Rated E Mature - Chapters 1/1 - One Shot - Last Update 7/13/2019

21. “A Brief Moment”

Author: bunivy

Summary: Ever since he's returned from Hell, Nicholas Scratch has been having nightmares. With help from Aunt Hilda, Sabrina unknowingly shows him a light and for a moment, Nicholas knows everything will be okay. Rated General - Chapters 1/1 - One Shot - Last Update 6/24/2019

22. “To Hell and Back”

Author: swtnerdgirl

Summary: A year has passed since Sabrina and her friends rescued Nick from Hell. No one came back the same. They all had their scars. Some emotionally. Some physically. In the days leading to Hilda's wedding, they all prepare for their lives to change and heal their wounds. Rated Mature - Chapters 16/? - Last Update 6/06/2019

23. “Dead Witch Walking”

Author: rayo aka @its-nabrina-bitch​

Summary: Faced with the possibility of being harrowed to death by her classmates, Sabrina finds an escape. Rated E Mature - Chapters 1/1 - One Shot - Last Update 5/26/2019

24. “Moonlight Beneath Rough Lips”

Author: ivylikeveins

Summary: After the encounter with the thirteen witches of Greendale, Sabrina enters the dining hall with moonlight locks bathed in soft blue hues, and Nick does not know what to do. He ends up with a soft and small Sabrina pressed into his chest, sleeping, and wrapped around his very much over-sized jacket with Nick's lips pressed into the soft, pearly strands he wants his soul to get entangled within. Rated Mature - Chapters 1/1 - One Shot - Last Update 5/19/2019

25. “The Hunt”

Author: OnlyInAutumn

Summary: Nick howled into the night, up at the stars to signify that he was ready on the eve of Lupercalia, the darkness of midnight around them. The first sound of the horn sent them into the forest. The hunt had begun. Rated E Mature - Chapters 1/1 - One Shot - Last Update 5/11/2019

26. “Secrets, Secrets are no Fun”

Author: filmharlot

Summary: Sabrina is the new kid for the first time in her life. Choosing to go to the Academy full-time seems to be a hard transition than she was expecting. With the Weird Sisters harassment at an all-time high, dealing with leaving her mortal friend's and condescending teachers, Sabrina is suffering. She's not even allowed to have Salem for comfort. It's not all bad though. She is finally free to do magic whenever she wants, and there's a charming warlock who is being particularly nice to her. Plus, someone is leaving kind gifts on her bed at the end of the night. She just wishes she knew who it was. Not Rated - Chapters 1/? - Last Update 5/06/2019

27. “My only love sprung from my only hate”

Author: filmharlot

Summary: High School AU where Nick is based on the version of him that Sabrina creates in her dream during the Batibat episode. Harvey and Sabrina have broken up and don't want to work together on the Romeo and Juliet assignment in Drama class, so she ends up being partners with Nick AU - Not Rated - Chapters 7/? - Last Update 5/04/2019

28. “Unsettled Nighttime Creatures”

Author: mindlesshappy

Summary: We all know Sabrina is going to save Nick. This is how Nick reacts to being saved - which, spoilers alert - is like a very stupid warlock. Rated Teen - Chapters 5/5 - Completed 4/25/2019

29. “Selfless”

Author: sarahwut

Summary: Sabrina Spellman dragged Nicholas Scratch back from Hell. But Hell might be better than a world in which they aren't together. Rated General - Chapters 1/1 - One Shot - Completed 4/23/2019

30. “Homecoming”

Author: cherrystems

Summary: After several months Sabrina is able to get Nick back from Hell with the help of her family and friends. However, Nick has to adjust to Earth again while dealing with PTSD and anxiety. This tells the story of the growth of Sabrina and Nick's relationship over the recovery time. Not Rated - Chapters 3/? - Last Update 4/20/2019

31. “Under Your Spell”

Author: londonmarie

Summary: Sabrina doesn't hesitate to have her Dark Baptism and things go differently. Rated Teen - Chapters 10/? - Last Update 4/18/2019

32. “Photographs”

Author: Greyowl9831

Summary: It's been at least 150 years since Sabrina signed her name in the Book of the Beast. One day she finds an old photo album. Will the memories it contains be a great walk down memory lane or will it be more than she can bare? Not Rated - Chapters 4/? - Last Update 4/14/2019

33. “An itch That Needed Scratching”

Author: umbrellacorp

Summary: What if Nick slayed his familiar and Sabrina and Nick got to experience the last night of the Lupercalia festival alone. Tonight, Sabrina would be transformed. Nick was going to show her power that she never knew she had, an innate carnal power. They were about to become the most powerful union of the Church of Night. Rated E Mature - Chapters 1/1 - One Shot - Last Update 4/13/2019

34. “and I keep waiting (but I won’t say I’m waiting)”

Author: lost_n_stereo @lost-n-stereo​

Summary: You would think that it would hurt less as the days go by, since it’s been nearly two years since Nick sacrificed himself for the greater good and Lilith took him to hell. Except, he didn’t sacrifice himself for the greater good, he sacrificed himself for her. And that makes it a hell of a lot tougher to let go. Rated General - Chapters 1/1 - One Shot - Last Update 4/10/2019

35. “The Four Pictures”

Author: Copper_16

Summary: It’s been 10 years. Nick and Sabrina are teachers at the Academy along with some familiar faces. It’s been a decade there can’t be that much chaos anymore, right? Wrong. Rated Teen - Chapters 3/? - Last Update 4/09/2019

36. “Fire”

Author: OnlyInAutumn

Summary: Their power—together—was overwhelming. It was something that she had not felt either, the consuming feeling of expanding power. It was entirely addicting. Rated Mature - Chapters 2/2 - Completed 3/24/2019

37. “something I can believe”

Author: Anry

Summary: Missing scene after Sabrina's baptism. I wouldn't say that it's really a relationship here, just conversation. Rated General - Chapters 1/1 - One Shot - Last Update 1/25/2019

AND THERE YOU GO AGAIN!!!

Everyone please make sure to leave love through the comments and giving kudos to all these amazing writers who have worked so hard on giving on Nabrina fics, because of course without them the wait for Part 3 would be so much harder. 

But honestly these writers work so hard on these stories they truly deserve the encouragement and love for the hard work in writing they do. Giving a simple “I love the chapter, can’t wait for more” will keep them going.

So make sure to say how much you love their writing or even what you liked about the story/chapter or just by passing their stories to other fellow Nabrina Shippers or just CAOS fans. 

If anyone has any other suggestions for the list feel free to message me anytime :).

Again! ENJOY

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Chloe’s Vulnerability & Emotional Journey

(In Defense of Chloe Decker Part 2)

So it’s official, Chloe & Cain are dating, or have been for a wk or 2. For clarity’s sake I’m not counting the Axara concert as a “date”. Nor the alluded to “dinner date” at the end of 3x18. As far as what’s been shown on screen, they’ve only been on one date. And things seem to be moving along quite normally for these two. Or as normal as can be when Chloe is using the relationship to mask her unresolved feelings for Lucifer. While Cain sees & exploits her emotional vulnerability & uses it as a means to an end.

Same Amenadiel, same... I know, it’s A LOT to take in. But don’t worry we can get through this. Just a forewarning, things may get salty. I’m just as protective of Chloe, as I am of Lucifer. And there have been things said about her that have really grinded my gears. The Mama Bear claws are out & sharpened. Our favorite detective has been through so much this past year & it’s about time we talk about it. Let’s dig in...

Since “Orange Is The New Maze” has been released, & even a bit before that, I’ve seen the term ‘OOC’ thrown around. Especially concerning Chloe Decker & a certain relationship she’s found herself in. People shouting into the void: “WHY IS SHE WITH HIM, DOESN’T SHE SEE HE’S TERRIBLE!?! FUCKING OOC!”  “THE WRITERS HAVE CHANGED HER JUST SO SHE COULD FIT INTO THIS LOVE TRIANGLE! UGHHH OOC BS! (these aren’t actual quotes from fans, but you get the gist)

Let’s start with the term ‘OOC’. According to Urban Dictionary aka the most reliable source of information next to Wikipedia... 

It’s an acronym that stands for "Out of Character"’; which is frequently used in one of two situations. Two situations that I’m fairly well versed in. As I’m sure most of you are too.

in role-playing, indicating that a person is making a comment, suggestion, etc., that isn't coming from the character but from the person him- or herself or their-self.

in fanfiction, signaling that the way the author chose to portray the characters (or perhaps unintentionally portrayed them) may not be consistent with how the characters act, think, or speak in the original work on which the fanfiction is based. 

Now I’m not saying it’s IMPOSSIBLE for writers to loose sense of a character’s personality, morals etc. on a tv show. Believe me I’ve seen it happen, & have the emotional scars & frustrations to prove it. Thankfully this show has had the rare luck of having the same writers for the vast majority of it’s run. Something that’s largely unheard of. With that in mind, we can assume that most, if not all the writers have a good grasp on who Chloe (& the others) are at their core. 

Also Chloe isn’t the main focus; Lucifer is. I mean his name is in the title ;). Not to mention all the other characters the writers have to cultivate & give as equal screen time as possible. Meaning her journey isn’t always going to be at the forefront; which can be frustrating at times. There have been hints at the inner struggle going on in Chloe. It’s subtle, but it’s there if you’re willing to look for it.

One of the similarities between Chloe & Lucifer is they keep their hearts heavily guarded. They’ve been hurt in the past, & those events have shaped them into the characters they are today. Another similarity between them is their tendency to keep their inner turmoil locked up. Putting on a smile & pretending like nothing is wrong. 

“I love making you believe, What you get is what you see. But I’m so fake happy, I feel so fake happy. And I bet everybody here, Is just as insincere.  Fake Happy, Paramore

“I can let my guard down with you. I don’t do that with anyone else. You make me vulnerable; & maybe that’s ok.” - (Chloe/1x11) Thus one of the tethers that bonded these two characters was formed. Now how they both deal with this vulnerability is what’s really interesting. Lucifer, we can all agree, has a flair for the dramatic. Mostly stemmed from the fact that he’s never had to deal with these kinds of emotions while ruling Hell. Jealousy, fear, love... these are all brand new to him; & his reactions to them are powerful. Chloe, of course being human, is used to feeling these emotions. For her it’s just another part of life. Her reactions to things that hurt her are going to be subtle. There have only been a handful of times where Chloe let what she was feeling on the inside out; ‘My Little Monkey’ being a prime example.

Our detective was introduced in the pilot as a ‘by the book’ cop. She keeps her feelings close to her chest; & only when provoked do we see her roar. In fact the only time I’ve seen a break from this is during her interactions w/ Cain. From day one he placed Chloe at the bottom of the totem pole. All she did was politely introduce herself & in the next breath he was lessening her importance. As I’ve stated in previous posts this immediately causes there to be an imbalance in their relationship. Them being together hasn’t changed that; if anything it’s made it worse. Do you have a pin handy... well it’s time to break it out. We’ll get back to ‘Carcus’ in a bit; for right now it’s all about Chloe.

Remember that old saying I referenced in my post about 3x18; “Can’t see the forest for the trees” Boy do I love a good callback. In this situation “the trees” is Chloe’s relationship with Cain & “the forest” is her emotional struggle that has led her to this point. Now it’s time I say we shed some light on it.

Chloe Jane Decker is hardworking & put’s her all into every case that comes her way. The people she cares about always come first, & she’ll gladly suffer in silence to make sure none of them feel any pain. Chloe is a strong, multi dimensional character that has been an absolute joy to see on screen. She has been portrayed beautifully by Lauren German, who deserves all the praise in the world. All of this shouldn’t come as a surprise to any of you.

I feel it’s safe to assume that Chloe has never “made the first move”. She’s more of a slow & steady kind of woman. The only ex we know of is Dan; & I’d classify him as the ‘safe option’. It was easy for Chloe to warm up to him, date him, & the rest is history. Which is why it’s shocking to her when she realizes that she’s developed feelings for a person like Lucifer. He’s spontaneous, outspoken, loves to be the center of attention; everything she’s not. Made even more shocking when she starts to believe that Lucifer may have feelings for her as well. Feelings she tries to deny repeatedly, especially in 2x11. Claiming they didn’t have a moment, they’re too different, etc. I personally love these instances with Chloe; I refer to them as her ‘thinking out loud’ moments aka ‘me everyday of my life’. The things she’s voicing aren’t for anyone’s benefit, but her own. It’s like Chloe’s trying to rationalize her emotions. ‘Maybe if I say out loud that Lucifer & I wouldn’t work, then maybe it’ll be true.’ 

^^^Sorry not sorry This tactic of course is futile, as shown by the surprise smooch she lays on our devil. Not ONCE but TWICE!! Chloe made the first move; she put herself out there. That’s a big deal. From day one Lucifer has been very heavy handed w/ the sexual innuendos. Going so far as to try & sleep with her in 1x04. But in the end he thinks better of it as he becomes more aware of Chloe’s boundaries. The only other time Chloe’s made a move was when she arrived wasted at Lucifer’s penthouse at the end of 1x10. To which Lucifer refused her advances immediately. Because the devil is, if anything, a gentleman; also consent. When Chloe kisses Lucifer; she’s at her most vulnerable. She’s letting him in in a way she hasn’t before. Letting him know that she believes him to be more than worthy of her; no matter what he believes his flaws to be.

As I’ve stated, Chloe feels it’s her duty to shoulder the pain that everyone around her is feeling above her own. A trait I’m sure is the product of loosing her father at such a young age. She has to be strong; for her mom, her daughter, everyone. While at the same time pushing everything that’s effecting her to the back burner; 2x07 being a perfect example. I lost count of the amount of times Chloe looked like she was ready to collapse in a pool of tears. But she didn’t, she had to be an unbreakable force of nature. It’s only during the final scene with Lucifer that she finally lets herself go. You can see the thoughts playing out on Chloe’s face the second before she rushes into his arms. She’s at war with her emotions. Until finally she exclaims “Oh just... Shut up!”; again we have another ‘thinking out loud’ moment. Luci doesn't need to shut up; it's her thoughts that need to. Chloe is making the choice to ignore the consequences, no overthinking it. All she wants right now is to be comforted, & Lucifer is the only person she feels the safest with.

^^^That single tear gets me every time. My precious baby. Now, what could cause a character as strong & caring as our detective to fall into an abusive relationship? The answer lies in 2x14; & the episodes proceeding it. Just like how the events in 2x12 were the catalyst to Lucifer’s actions in 2x13. Lucifer’s response of ‘Friends, yes that’s exactly what we are.’ in 2x14 shatters Chloe’s world. Again she looks like she’s about to crumble; her voice is shaky, her breathing is uneven. Only this time, she can’t run into Lucifer’s arms to find comfort. He’s worlds away from her now. What she thought they had was & is an illusion. A hug, a touch, a kiss; moments that meant everything to her, clearly meant nothing to him. So she sucks it up; suppresses those feelings of rejection & a love unrequited.

”I can’t call you a stranger, But I can’t call you. I know you think that I erased you. You may hate me, But I can’t hate you. And I won’t replace you. Tell me how to feel about you now? Oh let me know, Do I suffocate or let go? Tell Me How, Paramore

There’s a clear line connecting the catalyst of Chloe’s emotional spiral in ‘Candy Morningstar’ to the present time heading into ‘The Angel of San Bernardino’. Most of these moments were subtle, but powerful when looked at closely. In my mind it proves Chloe’s actions or in actions aren’t the product of bad/lazy writing. And they’re most definitely not sacrificing her character in order to make this ‘love triangle’ happen. Or as the kids like to call it ‘OOC’. 

Let’s do a bit of reading between the lines shall we?!

“Our partnership ended when you ghosted me & the entire department.

“...What good is a partner if I can’t depend on you.” 

“How could you... I thought we were... I thought we were friends.”  (2x14)

unsaid: -I kissed you; I let you in & you left without a word. Why? -I put my trust in you & you abused it. I need someone I can rely on. I thought that was you. -Where do we stand. I have feelings for you; I thought you had feelings for me. That’s why I kissed you, why I let you in. But now you’re married & I don’t know what to think & how to feel.

”You know I keep caring... & you, you just... Lucifer.” (3x01)

“These feelings are stupid. Lucifer & I are friends, partners. I’m past anything romantic with him. Full on rear view, in the past.” (3x06)

“Are you really that self absorbed that you don’t realize your actions hurt people, hurt me.”  “Then why are you still here?”  (3x12)

unsaid:  -I open my heart & you keep taking advantage of it. Are you stringing me along; is this a game to you? -I love working with him, & being around him; but it hurts. One min we’re hot, the next we’re cold. I want to be over him, but I don’t think I ever will be. -If you don’t care about me, then why do you do these things. I’m still heartbroken; & I’m even more confused than before. I need to know where we stand cause I don’t know if I can do this anymore.

Lucifer broke Chloe’s heart in more ways than one in 2x14. And that pain is prolonged due to his attempts to “protect her/almost let her in/etc.”. To Chloe it feels as if he’s stringing her along, taking two steps forward than a giant leap back.

You keep me up with you silence Take me down with your quiet Of all the weapons you fight with, Your silence is the most violent.” Tell Me How, Paramore

All these emotions swirling inside has left Chloe vulnerable. If you’ve ever suffered from any kind of lapse in mental health you know how easy it is to let someone in that may have a negative influence on you. In this confusion & inner turmoil, is where Cain pounces. He seems nice enough, the perfect distraction to Chloe’s unresolved feelings. She just wants to find happiness outside of the yearning she still has for Lucifer.

Cain can see the bond Chloe & Lucifer have, as well as the ocean that now separates them. Realizing that maybe he went about it all wrong the first time. Maybe if he forms a similar bond w/ Chloe he’ll be on the road to what he’s always wanted. So he lays what little charm he has on her strong. Tells her everything she wants to hear in order to lull her into a false sense of security. Those walls he appeared to have before, are gone all because of her. Normally this is where a million red flags would be going off in Chloe’s mind; & they are. Unfortunately because she’s been so weighed down by everything that’s gone on w/ Lucifer she overlooks them. It’s easier to pretend everything is fine, than to feel the pain. 

I know I said that I was doing good, And that I’m happy now. Shoulda known that when things were going good That’s when I’d get knocked down. Fake Happy, Paramore

Chloe has every right to feel how she’s feeling. She has every right to seek out a relationship w/ whomever she wants. It’s just annoying that she’s having to figure all this out while being saddled w/ a person who doesn’t respect her. Part of Chloe is trying to move on from Lucifer, but the other doesn’t want to; sound familiar? -cough; Lucifer -cough;. It’s frustrating, confusing, & completely in character.

This is a valid part of Chloe’s journey. It wasn’t plucked out of thin air for the sake of a ‘love triangle’. The writers laid the groundwork for it in S2 & have connected it through to S3. Parts may have gotten lost along the way but it’s there. If they’d had Chloe ignore these feelings, made her pretend like everything Lucifer has said/done wasn’t effecting her it would’ve been a disservice. Not only to Chloe, but to the story, & to us the viewers.  Truthfully I feel people have been a lil too heavy handed w/ the ‘OOC’ term. I’ve mostly seen it used as a means to say they disagree with what Chloe or -insert character here; has been doing. All I have to say to that is: Do you know how many times I’ve disagreed w/ a characters actions? A LOT! I’ve disagreed w/ Lucifer multiple times. I love my son, but sometimes he needs to be put in time out. It’s what makes a character unique, what keeps us watching. Do you know how boring it would be if we agreed w/ every thing a character did? Extremely.  Part of storytelling is putting characters into different situations & seeing how they deal with them. Sometimes it’s good, sometimes it’s bad. In the end they’ll come out stronger, & more fleshed out than they were before. 

Each one of the characters on ‘Lucifer’ is dealing w/ their own emotional/mental health struggles. Our devil isn’t the only one who needs to hire a therapist. When I see people praising Lucifer’s or Maze’s growth from S1 to now, while at the same time denouncing Chloe’s pisses me off. It’s as if because Chloe is human she’s already a fully realized character with no more room to grow. So many of you have been complaining that she hasn’t “been doing anything” this season. News flash, yes she has. Chloe’s juggling being a single mom of a 10 yr old while managing a  full time career as a homicide detective. On top of that she’s been struggling w/ her unresolved feelings for Lucifer. We should be praising her for staying strong & not completely breaking down under the pressure.

^^^Maze is on the prowl, you know I mean business. Consider yourselves warned. #ChloeDeckerDefenseSquad I applaud the writers for taking this route with Chloe. Rarely do we ever see the beginnings of an abusive relationship portrayed so accurately. I’ve watched it be attempted, but more often than not the outcome is lackluster. Almost like the writers got spooked halfway through, or one of the higher ups told them to make it more palatable. People like Cain exist & should be talked about. Just because Chloe is overlooking these signs at the moment, doesn’t mean we should. Take away Cain’s immortality & he’s your average dude bro preying on women, or anyone. Everything is a game to them, a means to an end. I’m certain that if Chloe didn’t have a good head on her shoulders & an army of people to defend her, things would only escalate further. I’ve had the misfortune of being witness to these types of relationships on more than one occasion. They’re terrifying & I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy. If we can find a positive from this plotline it’s to recognize Cain’s actions & words for what they are. Words of an abuser, a manipulator, a sociopath, etc. Don’t settle for someone who makes you feel less than. You deserve to be loved & treated respectfully. Take note of these signs & protect yourselves & others. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.

Now that the main discussion is out of the way, let’s do a bit of spring cleaning if you will... Welcome to ‘Em’s Salty Corner’ aka ‘People Need To Find Their Chill’ This week we’ll be discussing the infamous ‘Bullet Necklace’ circa 3x19 Some of you were more than a little pissed at Chloe’s dismissal of it. “How dare she think this gift was a joke?!!?!!?! LUCIFER GAVE IT TO YOU BECAUSE HE LOVES YOU YOU BITCH!!” (again I’m paraphrasing here...) Now, look I’d be lying if I said Chloe’s line didn’t hurt my heart, cause it did. But instead of jumping to conclusions over it I paid attention to the whole scene. Her body language, her tone of voice, everything. And do you know what I see? I see a woman trying to lessen the significance of an item so as not to trigger her abuser. Followed later by an apology from the woman for hurting said abuser. When in reality there was nothing for Chloe to apologize for.

“It’s unfair of me to ask you to deal with this” Deal with what? A gift you received months before y’all were dating? He has no right to tell you what to do, how to act, how to feel, what to wear, etc. You’ve been dating him for less than 2 wks; Chloe this is BS & you know it somewhere deep in your heart. These are the classic signs of a dysfunctional relationship & yet y’all are focusing on whether or not Chloe thinks Lucifer got her a ‘joke gift’

^^^Lucifer & I are not amused. You saw the heart eyes Chloe was making while talking about that necklace right? She loves that necklace, & cherishes the memories she has when receiving it. Not to mention the look of longing she had aimed at Lucifer in the parking garage. There was more electricity in those missed glances than in all of Carcus’s scenes combined. Seriously what even was that peck; their lips barely touched. It looked like the kind of kiss you’d give an aging relative you haven’t seen since you were 3. If anything it was the perfect example of when 2 actors with no chemistry are made to pretend like they do.    Chloe referred to this gift as BEAUTIFUL upon first receiving it for crying out loud. If Chloe was really under Cain’s “spell” she wouldn’t be wearing it. Paraphrasing what I’d said in my previous post: Our detective openly wearing this is her way of telling Lucifer that he’s still important to her. Chloe’s heart belongs to him, he was her first choice. She’s trying to move on, but she’ll soon realize it’s with the wrong person.

“Do friends give you jewelry” Yes Cain, they fucking do. Especially ones who are destined to be together. So she was wearing a necklace, big deal! You’ve been dating for a min, chillax. I don’t see a ring on her finger... too much? ;). And even if there was, Chloe’s her own person with her own free will. What’s next, are you going to tell Chloe she can’t put one of Trixie’s alien drawings on the fridge? God I can’t wait for your ass to be grass. And thus concludes “Em’s Salty Corner”; we hope to see you again soon! :)

^^^Remember wuss’s don’t get any. Speaking of everyone’s favorite pigtailed, alien loving little cutie. Before I sign off I’d like to direct you to a post I & a bunch of other awesome people contributed to. It’s mostly us speculating about 3x20 & the rest of the season (prior to the release of 3x20/21/22 synopsis’s). I especially want you to focus on my section theorizing/discussing Dan’s “Cat Analogy”. All I’ll say here is that I believe Dan’s assurances that Lucifer is the ‘cat’ in Chloe’s life is false. Think we can all agree that a certain little girl holds more weight when it comes to Chloe making “life changing decisions.” Cain isn’t gonna know what hit him when he meets that little girl. As we head into the final 5 episodes remember to keep an open mind, have faith in the writers, & keep a steady grasp on your sanity. There have been a lot of crazy theories floating around; some intriguing, & some are out of this world. But that’s one of the best things about being in a fandom, we each see the thing we love differently. Even better when we’ve created a space in which we could converse w/o fear of reproach. Keep spreading the positivity & love! Whatever this show has in store for us will be amazing, as it always is. Till next time!! xoxox Em

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[a-dreamer-named-mars]

Imagine Being Jealous Of Jamie’s New Partner (Part 3)

Requested by emmaljo on wattpad. Read this and other imagines/fanfiction here.

- - -

You were laying on your bed, facing the ceiling, still having a hard time realising that you were no longer pregnant.

Until the door bell interrupted your thoughts.

You got up, put on your robe and opened the front door to find Jamie Reagan. The guy who left you and thought you were being crazy because you were jealous of his new girl partner.

"What do you want?" You asked, mad at him for saying you needed to "have a break from each other". "Y/N , I am sorry." "Not now." You said closing the door, but before you could finish your task he put his hand on it and pushed it back, opening it again. "I know about the baby."

You said nothing but surprise was written all over your face and he could tell.

"Did you know you were pregnant?" "Yes. For only a couple of days."

He said nothing but also, his mixed feelings of confusion and enlightenment were written all over his face too and you decided to ask what you've been meaning to ever since he told you he knew about it.

"How do you know?" "Uh... Linda told me. I know she shouldn't have but, she thought I knew, so..." "It's okay. It's not like I'm actually expecting any baby now." "How are you feeling?" "Fine. Please leave, I wanna be alone." "Alright...but I wanna talk to you. We need to talk about what happened between us." "Jamie, save it. We have nothing to talk about. You wanted a break and you had it. And that was what was best for you and for me. For us." "Don't say that, Y/N . If we were still together none of that would have happened and we'd still have our baby." "I was taken while going on my way home from work so, I don't know how you could have stopped it." Silence was all that was between them until you continued. "What's happened, has happened. Period. Now please leave."

You didn't give him the chance to say anything or try and opened the door again because you closed it so quickly.

* * *

The next morning as you were getting up from the kitchen table after having breakfast, you heard a knock at the door.

Danny had sent an RMP to stay at the door of your apartment building, plus he'd asked for TARU to secure your entire house and you were still having some trouble working with the new security system.

"Who is it?" You asked before you could open the door.

"Danny and Baez." You heard.

Eventually you got it and opened the door wide, smiling at the detectives and not even noticing Jamie and his partner Eddie were coming behind them and stepping inside your apartment, until he stood in front of you, facing you.

"What are you doing here, Jamie?"

"Eddie and I are investigating the case with Danny and Baez." He said pointing at the blonde woman that was inside your house and that you hadn't even noticed.

"What? How could you?"

You two were talking in whispers, so thankfully, no one else could hear your conversation.

"Y/N, please calm down. Don't make a scene."

"Don't worry."

You turned your back on him and made your way into the living room where Danny and his partner plus the last person you ever wanted to see, were heading.

"Please, sit." You asked as you too took a seat in the couch, having Jamie sitting down right beside you, putting his hand on your knee.

"Thanks." Baez started. "How are you feeling?"

"With all the drugs they gave me at the hospital I'm good. But no medicine could ever take the pain of losing a child away."

You weren't actually hurting that  bad but, Eddie aka your enemy at the moment, was in the room so if you could make her feel worse, it was only making you feel better.

Everyone turned their attention to you and Jamie after you said that but Danny spoke up and cleared the air.

"We are very sorry. Jamie and his partner, Officer Eddie, " He started gesturing the girl sitting next to him in the couch on the left  of the one you and Jamie were sitting. "are joining me and my partner on the case. We were hoping you could answer some of our questions."

"Humm, now is not really a good time. I - I'm sorry. Can I call you later today?"

Everyone looked at each other with a confused look in their face - they never expected you not to be ready to talk, specially you knowing for years how these things worked.

"Yes, of course you can."

They all got up and left the room, including you who walked them to the door.

"Feel better." Eddie said before turning her back on you and leaving you house. You waved at Danny and Baez and turned your attention to the man standing next to you - Jamie.

"Hey Y/N, talk to me. Why didn't you want to coperate?"

"I'm just, not feeling too chatty right now. Plus, I don't want to have to face that woman again. Ever. So... I'll just give Danny a call later today."

Once again, the whispers between the two of you didn't let the agent and the detectives in the hallway of your building understand what you were saying".

"We'll talk about this tonight."  Jamie with a sigh before catching up with his brother and the two women.

***

Without a knock or a bell ring, Jamie made his way into the house. He did have a spare key after all.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" You asked jumping in surprise and somewhat fear, when you heard the door opening.

He didn't answer you right away. First he closed the door behind him and put the key he still had in his hand from opening the door, with this keychain you bought him from London when you went there with your best friend a couple years ago, in the table. Then he put his hands up in the air, the way he always asks the perps to do, and told you he was sorry.

"Look, Jamie - "

"Just hear me out. I didn't come here to bother you about the case and I certainly didn't come here with the intention of bothering you at all. But I came here with the intention of talking to you and try and fix what's been going wrong with us."

You didn't say anything, so he continued.

"I admit that I was acting out when I started spending my evenings with my partner. I admit that she is a funny and interesting person to be around with. But I will never admit that I started having feelings for her, because I haven't. And I won't admit that I was forgetting about you because I wasn't. And I will not admit that I slept with her, or kissed her because that never happened. Ever. And that never will. Because you are the only person I love and you are the only person I wanna sleep with and kiss and nothing will ever change that."

Again, you never said a word and so he decided to continue.

"I am coming here to say that I am sorry for my actions and that I would very much like to hear you say you're sorry because, from where I see it, you also overreacted a bit about this. But I guess now the ball's on your side. I did my part, and now it's up to you to do yours."

You opened your mouth trying to say something but before you could do that, he interrupted you again. He wasn't finished.

"Oh, and this key? I'll only pick it up and put it back in my pocket again if you agree on ending this nonesense  break we're having. Otherwise, there's no point in me keeping it."

He was now done and you opened your mouth again to try and speak up like you did a couple of seconds ago, only this time you were actually able to let out a few words. The most important words.

"I am sorry too."

This time he didn't say anything, he just stood there with his hands up and waited for you to continue.

"I should have never gone that mad. I just... I don't know Jamie, but it bothered me a lot. I knew you when you were partners with Vinny and yes, you went out with him at night sometimes but I guess your current partner being a woman triggered this jealousy in me. And I am not proud of it, I'm really not but..."

This time you stopped talking to let the tears that were forming in your eyes from this heart to heart you and Jamie were having, fall and roll down your cheeks. You looked up at him and saw that he was hurting to see you cry. You catched up with your breathing and continued.

"But the only people who get jealous are the people that actually love someone. So, I am sorry for turning the mad love I feel for you lead to mad jealousy. I truly am. And I get your side, I do. If it was the other way around, I probably would've done the same thing."

Once again, only silence was standing in between you two but you decided to break it.

"Please put your hands down, you don't have to do that. I forgive you."

He obeyed you and let his arms fall down and wrap themselves around your waist as you approached him and wrapped yours around his neck.

"I love you, Jamie. And I don't ever want to fight with you again. Not over this, not over anything else." You said before getting on your tip toes and kissing his lips.

"I love you too, Y/N." He replied when you broke apart for air. "And I don't ever again want to give you a reason to doubt me or my love for you."

You wrapped your arms tighter around his neck and hugged him, resting your head on his shoulder.

"So, I'm guessing I get to keep the key?"

"Yeah... You keep it. And don't ever lose it."

And there you two stood, in the middle of your hallway, with your arms around each other, holding each other close, just like you always would anytime you'd need it.

                                                The End

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[embracetheapocalypsewithme]

Bedtime Stories

This is the first of two prompts I picked for @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash‘s third writing challenge! The prompt for this one is “Caught Reading Fanfiction”...oooh! Scandal!

Summary: Sandra (aka. Mouse) is a timid, quiet woman who spends her days fantasizing about fucking Negan’s brains out. She discovers a group of other women living in the Sanctuary who feel the same way, and they collectively begin to write smutty, fictional stories featuring their sexy leader. But what happens when he catches her reading one? Will he let it go, or find some way to punish her for writing about him?

Word Count: 3,688

Warnings: Smut, smut and more smut! Swearing (of course), finger fucking, oral sex, hand jobs, and cum!

This is very loosely tied to another short fic I wrote called The Girl Named Mouse, but you do not have to have read that to enjoy this at all. The installment is a million times smuttier than the previous one. Enjoy!

Bedtime Stories

Sandra could feel his warm, rough hands gliding across the silk of her bare skin, from ass to neck. Slowly, gradually gaining territory as his fingers crept closer to their target: the long, dark hair that spilled over her shoulders.

A sudden burst of fire shuddered down her spine as he grabbed a handful near the base of her scalp, pulling her head back and up toward him gently but firmly. Negan’s hot breath puffed against her cheek as he leaned closer to whisper roughly in her ear:

“How d’ya do, Mouse-y Poo!?”

Sandra’s heart leapt instantaneously at the sound of Negan’s low, gravelly voice coming from right beside her. Her whole body shook with adrenaline as she quickly slammed the black notebook she held in her small hands shut quickly, hoping that he hadn’t caught her this time.

“I-um…N-nothing!” she stammered, jumping up from her place on the overstuffed easy chair which sat in the corner of the Sanctuary’s vacant common room.

It was before 10am on a weekend, so most of the building’s inhabitants were either sleeping or eating, leaving Sandra with the perfect opportunity to catch up on reading some smutty fan fiction in her favourite spot. She knew it was reckless to read literal erotica about the man who ran the whole bloody building in a place where she could easily be spotted by him or his Saviors, but she had assumed that he would be sleeping off another long night with his harem of wives.

Sandra, who was otherwise known as Mouse around the Sanctuary for her shy and nervous demeanor, had been part of Negan’s group since before he was even a part of it, so to speak. She had joined up with Dwight and Sherry around the time the world had gone to pieces and had survived alongside them until they had found Negan in the woods, wandering alone. Eventually she, along with the other group members, had agreed to follow Negan on a path that had led them all to the gates of the Sanctuary, and their current circumstances.

“Doesn’t look like fucking nothing, Mouse,” Negan replied as his eyes narrowed in on hers, “Looks really fucking interesting, in fact…”

He reached forward to grab for the book, but Sandra thwarted his plans by swinging it out of his reach and stepping away quickly until her back hit the wall behind her.

“It really n-nothing, Negan,” her eyes instinctively flitted down to stare at his heavy, black boots as they took a step toward her, “It’s just a stupid story.”

“Well, fuck! I like stories! I’ve read pretty much every fucking thing in my library twice already. Let me see, will ya! It’s too early to bone any of the wives yet and I’m bored as fuck…they’re all still sleeping. Fucking lazy asses, right?”

Sandra’s grip on the book tightened and she silently shook her head “no”. There were more than a few women in the Sanctuary who had contributed to the stories in the book, including herself, and they would all be furious if they knew that Negan had found out about it. The book in question held approximately twenty short stories within its pages; most of which were erotic in nature, and all of them featuring the Sanctuary’s fearless leader himself: Negan.

It had all started as a joke, mostly. One of the other female workers (Sandra couldn’t exactly remember which one) had made a comment about wanting to “Climb Negan like a mountain” one night in the cafeteria while they waited for the food to be served. A few people had overheard her comment, and somehow the ensuing conversation had snowballed into a group of roughly five of the building’s women cracking jokes about what they would do to their resident crude, murderous giant if they had the nerve to approach him. They called themselves “Negan’s Cock Fan Club” just to be crass. Sandra thought that Negan probably would have enjoyed that namesake, if he had known about it.

She had been too shy to participate at first, but as the months wore on and the pages of the book filled with an unimaginable amount of fictional encounters with the man, her curiosity had gotten the best of her. She started by just reading a few of the entries that the others had written, all under pen names of course, and had quickly been sucked into the imaginary bacchanalian world of constant sex and mischief with a man she had fantasized about so many times alone. Knowing that other women felt the same way she did made her feel a little bit less crazy.

It wasn’t long before she began to add her own stories to the collection, sending them out to the “Fan Club” to be read and enjoyed by what she had come to think of as Negan’s second-string harem. She felt proud to be part of an assemblage of “wives” that he had no idea existed. This sexy, little secret that she shared with the others brought a smile to her face, though she still had moments of bitter regret for having turned him down once upon a time when he had propositioned her in a hotel hallway. But that had been before the Sanctuary and the harem, when they had just been a group of survivors huddled together, trying to stay safe.

“Hey!” Negan’s expression softened into feigned hurt as Sandra shrank away from him, pressing her body against the wall, “Don’t act like I’m some big, fucking monster, Mouse. You know I’d never hurt you, right?”

“Yes,” she said softly, still staring down in embarrassment, “I know.”

“Good. But you also know that I could make your life very fucking unpleasant if you don’t hand over the book, don’t you?”

“I…just can’t. It’s not only mine. There are other people who would be really upset.”

“What? You guys fucking plotting a mutiny or something?” his voice lost its jovial edge with stunning rapidity and Sandra felt her stomach clench in fear.

“No!” her eyes shot up to meet his in terror, “Of course not! Never!”

She wanted to melt into the floor or flee back to the safety of her room, but she felt trapped in the corner of the small room, sinking into the quicksand of his gaze with her heart in her throat. His face had gone from the usual genial expression he always used with her to a mask of cold nothingness.

“Prove it,” he said simply and extended a gloved hand toward her palm up.

Sandra sighed deeply, slowly bringing the book out from behind her and depositing it into the outstretched hand.  The other girls would never forgive her for letting him see the book, but it wasn’t as if she had a choice. If he thought that she was part of some kind of coup d’état, he would kill her for sure, in spite of his earlier assurances.

Time seemed to creep as he opened the book to the first page and began to read what was written there. After several seconds of watching his eyes dart from left to right, Mouse saw his face contort into a confused expression.

“What the actual fuckity fuck is this?” he said slowly, dragging out the vowels of actual dramatically as his eyes lifted to meet hers, “Is this fucking porn about me?”

“I…It’s…I didn’t write that one!”

“But you were fucking reading it, weren’t you Mousey? You fucking jill off to this? Thinking about me?”

Though he still looked very solidly weirded out by his discovery, Sandra thought that she detected a hint of curiosity in his voice. Sighing deeply she thought of how she should answer.

“It’s just for fun, you know. It’s…like…a release. It’s something fun and, um, creative I guess. And other people write them too!”

“Other people?”

“A few of us…”

“How fucking many?”

“I-I don’t know. I think we’re up to eight now.”

“Fucking eight?” Negan let out a brief chuckle, “Well, hot damn! That’s a whole lot of panties I’ve gotten wet without even knowing it!”

Sandra’s face immediately flushed red with embarrassment at his exclamation, and her gaze fell back to the floor.

“You fucking do touch yourself to this, don’t you?” Negan persisted, unwilling to let the topic drop, “Its ok, Mouse. You can tell me. Truth be told, I’ve spanked it more than once to the thought of you riding my cock off into the sunset. What do you think of that?”

Sandra shook her head from side to side, at a total loss for words. She felt as though her head was about to explode from the embarrassment that was written all over her face.

“Awe, Mousey, don’t be shy now,” he reached out a single gloved finger, touching it to her chin and gently guiding her gaze back up to meet his, “I won’t tell anyone. Not even my dear, sweet wives upstairs. Hell, those chicks don’t write fucking odes to my cock, that’s for damn sure! I’m honestly fucking flattered.”

“Th-thank you, Negan,” she stammered, her eyes flitting around his face.

“But you know I can’t just let you get away with writing this kind of smut without some kind of retribution,” he said, his tone lowering and his eyes taking on a predatory gleam.

“What do you mean?”

Without answering her, Negan turned around and strode confidently to the room’s door, first shutting it and then locking it from the inside with a dull click, “You’re gonna read me a little story, Mousey. One of your stories.”

“No! Negan, please!” she cried out, raising her voice to him for the first time she could remember.

“Mousey, Mouse, Mouse…” he said with an amused grin, “So you do have a voice! Good!” he tossed the book at her suddenly and she fumbled with it, finally getting a grip on the hard cover before it fell to the ground.

“I can’t-“

“No. Read,” he commanded before flopping into the armchair she had previously occupied, “One of yours too. I wanna see what’s in that filthy fucking head of yours.”

Sandra clamped her eyes shut for a moment before opening the book to search for one of her stories. Her mouth had gone dry and she swallowed hard before preparing to read to him. As she opened her mouth to speak, Negan cut her off.

“Wait! Not up there.”

“Huh?”

He patted his thigh and gave her a lecherous grin, “Come sit on my lap while you read to me, sweetheart.”

The temperature in the room seemed to rise instantly at his words, and she had begun to tremble with anxiety, but Sandra did has he commanded. She walked toward the chair as if in a trance, and gently lowered herself onto his left thigh. Her entire body was rigid with fear, causing her to practically hover over him in an unnatural way.

“Hey,” his voice was soft and warm, almost soothing, in her ear “Calm down. You’re not really in trouble, Mouse. I’m just playing around. If you want to stop, we can fucking stop. Just say the word.”

She considered escape for a moment, envisioning herself standing up and running out of the room with the book in her hands, leaving him alone in the chair with that smarmy grin on his face. But she remembered the regret she felt the last time she had turned him down, and the gnawing need for him that had taken up residence in the pit of her stomach, growing stronger every day.

She wanted him. She was tired of being a scared, little mouse.

“Sandra,” she said firmly, “My name is Sandra. Please stop calling me ‘Mouse’.”

Negan inhaled sharply beneath her, evidently taken by surprise at her talking back to him, and for a moment she feared that he would be offended by the correction, but she felt his body quake slightly with a chuckle, “Well, oh-fucking-kay then, Sandra. Why don’t you read that story to me, Sandra?”

A faint smile played on her lips and she relaxed back into him slightly as she brought the book up in front of her face, “Ok. I’ll start.”

Her lips felt sticky and too thick as she began the tale, which was a smutty little number about fucking him in the commissary after closing time, but soon the words dripped smoothly from her mouth like honey:

“’Negan pushed you roughly against the counter, his lips crashing into yours, and the scent of his leather jacket invading your nostrils. It wasn’t long until he had removed your shirt and bra, before burying his face in your tits, nipping and licking at the tender skin,’” she read aloud.

Sandra felt Negan’s weight shift under her in the chair, and at first she thought that she must be making him uncomfortable after all, but as she continued to read she felt a very distinct bulge press against her from below. She wasn’t making him uncomfortable; she was making him hard.

“’You stood over him, relishing the sight of Negan on his knees in front of you, before bending down and helping him to remove the tight, white t-shirt he wore from his chest and tossing it aside-“ the words were cut off by more movement behind her, this time a little more vigorous.

She watched in amazement as one of his muscular arms came out from behind her. The white t-shirt he had been wearing was clutched in his hand. After he seemed sure that she had noticed what he was doing, he let the garment drop to the floor without saying a word. Sandra turned around in confusion and was met with those deep, brown eyes staring back at her intently.

“What-“ she began.

“Just trying to add some motherfucking realism to the situation,” he replied simply, “Continue, Mou- Oh! Fuck! I mean, Sandra.”

“’Negan reached up and ran his calloused hands over your arms until he reached your shoulders and then allowed his fingers to trail across your chest before gently grabbing one of your hardened nipples between his thumb and forefinger.’”

To her amazement, Sandra felt a very real hand, which was surprisingly not at all calloused, trail up her arm before coming to rest at the strap of the tank top she wore. In one surprisingly graceful motion, Negan flicked the strap off of her shoulder.

“Mind if I take this off?” he asked. She could hear that is voice had become slightly breathy with arousal, “You know. For realism.”

“Ok. Sure. Yeah!” she could hardly conceal her excitement, and without even thinking about it, she pulled the top off, tossing it aside.

“Fuck yeah! That-a-girl, Mousey!” he cried, “Oh shit! Fuck! Sorry! Sandra, Sandra, Sandra!"

"You’re starting to get it!”

“Yeah, I’m a little thick sometimes. Heh. In more ways than one,” he punctuated his last point with a pelvic thrust that caused his erection to dig into her leg.

Without fully realizing it, Sandra emitted a slight moan.

“You like that, Sandra?” he asked before grabbing one of her breasts in his hand and squeezing it tentatively, “Mmmm. That’s really fucking nice. Fucking A-plus titties! Hey! You feel like doing a little multi-tasking?”

“What do you mean?” she asked.

Instead of answering verbally, Negan shifted in his seat again and Sandra heard the unmistakable sound of him unzipping his pants. A moment later one of his hands found its way to her unoccupied extremity and guided it back to touch the soft skin of his extremely hard cock.

Sandra gasped as a flood of arousal took hold of her, causing her thighs to clench around Negan’s leg. She squirmed in his lap and tightened her grip on his hardened member, feeling a bead of precum drip onto her hand.

“Oh fuck! Christ yes! Stroke me a bit while you read, baby.”

Sandra did as she was told, maintaining a tight grip around him while she slowly glided her hand up and down his shaft. He hadn’t exaggerated about being thick earlier; her small hand could close around the girth of his cock, but only barely. As she touched him, her eyes re-focused on the words that danced across the notebook’s pages.

“Where was I? Oh! Right: ‘His hands continued to tour your body hungrily, as if he needed to touch every inch of you to claim you as his own.”

As she read, Sandra felt Negan’s hot breath on the back of her neck. His lips trailed against the tender skin of her pulse, sending a shiver through her body. Her voice faltered for a moment as his hands made their way to her hips and his fingers began to play with the waistband of the pants she wore, but she soon regained her composure.

“’H-he…um…he suddenly jerked your skirt down to the floor, taking your panties along with it, and pushed you back against the wall, causing your pussy to move forward and open to him, granting him access to you.’”

In reality, Negan had made his way to the button which held Sandra’s pants closed and popped it open with his thumb. His fingers dipped below the loosened fabric and softly grazed her cotton underwear, tracing the outline of her slit, and causing her to gasp sharply at another shudder of pleasure.

“Please don’t stop,” she whimpered.

“It doesn’t say that on the page…”

“Please, Negan!”

“Keep reading and I’ll keep going,” he teased.

“Ok,” she sighed in annoyance, “‘Negan buried his face into your folds, teasing you open and probing around with his tongue. First taking small, exploratory licks before lapping up your juices and swirling his tongue around your clit expertly.’”

“Fucking shit, you’re good with your hands, and your stories are fucking filthy,” he moaned, craning his head back against the chair.

Sandra continued to stroke his cock while she read, increasing her pace as the lust overtook her. Negan wasted no time in fulfilling his promise to her by roughly pushing aside the panties she wore and burying two fingers deep inside of her. The sensation of fullness was immediate and extreme, and Sandra ground against him with a deep moan.

“Oh god! ‘He-he continued to lick you into ecstasy, sucking your clit into his lips as his hands grabbed your hips, pulling you closer to him and…and m-maneuvering you just the way he wanted you.’”

With every other word she read aloud, Negan rammed his fingers firmly inside of her, pounding her G-spot and causing rushes of the most wonderful sensations to course through her limbs. It was becoming difficult to focus on the story, and even harder to speak, but she tried to soldier on whilst milking his cock with a fluid motion that made Negan’s breath hitch in his chest.

“Fuck! Christ, Sandra! You’re gonna have me make a mess all over this chair soon,” he practically growled at her and she could feel the muscles in his thighs tensing below her ass.

As if to punish her in a very backwards way, Negan pressed his thumb firmly against her clit and began to circle it, using the wet arousal that had flowed from her opening and covered his fingers as lube. Sandra let out a sharp scream of pleasure, which was muffled by a large hand over her mouth.

“Shhh! Fucking quiet down! Don’t want anyone walking in on us, do you? Now finish the story so I can finish on you.”

“Oh my god! Please don’t stop! I’m so close!”

“Keep reading…” he warned sternly, with a desperate edge to his tone.

“’Negan’s face glistened with your sweet h-honey as you ground against his lips, using his mouth to get you off. Legs trembling, you came hard and f-f-fast…’ Oh fuck yes! Right there, Negan!” she lost herself for a moment, nearly following the story’s timing into the heights of orgasm, but quickly regained control, “’…with…with an earth shattering rapidity that threatened to send you tumbling to the ground. But he caught you and held you…in…in place as you were undone by the roaring bliss filling your-‘“

Sandra’s words were cut off by low guttural moaning from behind her as she continued to pump Negan’s cock steadily. Seconds later her hand was covered in his warm cum. She could feel it land all over her arm and left thigh, dripping thickly to the chair’s upholstery. Looking down, she enjoyed watching the evidence of his lust for her gleaming in the light and snaking across her flesh.

As he came, his fingers curled deep inside of her while his thumb began to work her clit in double time. This, combined with the knowledge that she had brought him to orgasm with just the combination of her words and hand, caused Sandra to careen over the precipice of orgasm. Her breath puffed out in tight jolts ecstasy as her head strained back and into the crook of his shoulder. She could feel him still breathing heavily from behind as he held her through the spasms until she could control her muscles again.

“Sweet fuckity God damn! That was a fucking work of art, my dear!” his voice sounded dazed an heavy, and Sandra could feel the muscles in his legs relax into the chair’s cushions.

“Well, thank you!” she said earnestly, standing on still-shaking legs and buttoning her pants.

“You got a lot more of those floating around in that book of yours?” he asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Yeah. A few, I suppose.”

“Well, rest up! Because I think I just might need someone to come read me a fucking bedtime story tonight if you get where I’m going with this,” he paused for a moment, “That is to say, I wanna fuck that sweet little pussy of yours tonight, if you’ll let me.”

“Yes, Negan. I had gathered that much.”

“You always were a fucking smarty pants, MousssSandra!” he slurred her nickname and real names together in an attempt to cover up his mistake, “Shit! I’m getting better at least.”

“Yeah. I think I am too.”

#ash’s round 3 negan challenge #comicnegan> #negan's thirst squad #negan fanfiction #twd fanfiction

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92 questions!

This seems fun! Let’s do it!

last

1) drink: ice water (lavish i know)

2) phone call: my mom ;w;

3) text message: my best friends <3

4) song you listened to: uhm... something by bastille, i can’t remember

5) time you cried: not sure, but sometime this week

have you

6) dated someone twice: haha i haven’t even dated someone once

7) kissed someone and regretted it: never kissed s/o before lmao

8) been cheated on: nup

9) lost someone special: yes...

10) been depressed: no, <3′s to those who have... stay strong, y’all are lovely

11) gotten drunk and thrown up: ALCOHOL IS FOR NERDS THE ONLY DRUNK I NEED IS THE INTOXICATING RUSH OF LOVE I GET FROM PETTING MY BELOVED CAT

list three favorite colors

12) aqua blue ~da ba dee da ba di~

13) lavender

14) clover green

in the last year have you

15) made new friends: si!

16) fallen out of love: oui

17) laughed until you cried: ja~

18) found out someone was talking about you: non

19) met someone who changed you: ehm... si

20) found out who your friends are: ?? wdym fam

21) kissed someone on your facebook list: facebook is for angry PTA moms and 2009 kids

general

22) how many of your facebook friends do you know: ^^

23) do you have any pets: of course~

24) do you want to change your name: hell no i love my name

25) what did you do for your last birthday: i watched Fantastic Beasts with my friends!

26) what time did you wake up: 8:30 am c; i had late start for school

27) what were you doing at midnight last night: reading fanfiction, i wont lie

28) name something you can’t wait for: travel the world and seven seas with my amazing friends, go to college, meet my soulmate, and write a book

29) when was the last time you saw your mom: a few hours ago, she went to bed before me!

30) what is the one thing you wish you could change in life: i wish that i could heal my loved ones 

31) what are you listening to right now: the clacking of my keyboard

32) have you ever talked to a person named tom: indeed i have

33) something that is getting on your nerves: pretentious people :c

34) most visited websites: youtube, pinterest (does discord count?)

lost questions

35) mole/s: somewhere in the 40s. i’m a moley person

36) mark/s: as in scars? one on my knee, some in my throat (i had a tonsillectomy), i used to have one on my shoulder

37) childhood dream: being an author and zoologist

38) hair colour: dirty blonde

39) long or short hair: short! (naturally, in fact)

40) do you have a crush on someone: ...yyyyes

41) what do you like about yourself: my sense of humor and the fact that i’m always a shoulder to cry on for my loved ones

42) piercings: on both of my ears!

43) blood type: i can’t remember...you fucking vampires

44) nickname: cassiass, cassiopeia, cassie, cas of milk, assia, CIA ass

45) relationship status: single as a pringle and pathetic af

46) zodiac: scorpio c:<

47) pronouns: she/her/hers

48) favourite tv show: voltron OR dirk gently’s holistic detective agency

49) tattoos: none, i am a smol

50) right or left hand: right-handed!

51) surgery: i got my tonsils and adenoids out last year

52) hair dyed in a different colour: i’m dying my hairtips pink soon!

53) sport: martial arts in the past, swimming, yoga

54) hello, number 54: magst du jazz

55) vacation: school trip maybe??in february

56) pair of trainers: que?

more general

57) eating: nada

58) drinking: agua

59) i’m about to: read fanfiction until im sleepy

get rekt im skipping 60

61) waiting for: my crush to notice me cmon

62) want: to adopt a pet <3

63) get married: with a trusted s/o who will take me on cliche ass dates and love me and flirt with me and have water gun fights with me until we’re old and wrinkly and we’ll never get tired of each other

64) career: i’d LOVE to be an author

which is better

65) hugs or kisses: i don’t know!! i haven’t kissed anybody yet!

66) lips or eyes: eyes~

67) shorter or taller: taller

68) older or younger: idm

aww ye no 69 because it’s too kinky

70) nice arms or nice stomach: honestly i just want somebody with a nice heart

71) sensitive or loud: a swirl~

72) hook up or relationship: relationship, of c

73) troublemaker or hesitant: depends

have you ever

74) kissed a stranger: noo

75) drank hard liquor: ew no

76) lost glasses/contact lenses: yeah in an airplane ;_; found them thankfully

77) turned someone down: yes...yikes

78) sex on the first date: NOT IN MY GOOD CHRISTIAN TUMBLR POST

79) broken someone’s heart: i...yeah

80) had your heart broken: i don’t know? sort of? not really?

81) been arrested: aw hell no

82) cried when someone died: yes.

83) fallen for a friend: yeah gjkfdh

do you believe in

84) yourself: yes c:< I GOT THIS

85) miracles: i believe in luck

86) love at first sight: i don’t know... maybe someday

87) santa claus: maybe somewhere far far away~

88) kiss on the first date: yeah, only if you’ve known them before though

89 doesn’t exist i’m too cool for 89. im a kool cid

other

90) current best friend’s name: i have 5 best friends, actually! 2 sisters from other misters around the globe (met online 3 years ago- we’ll meet someday luvs) and 3 sibs from other cribs near me (one is my childhood bestie, the other two i met six years ago)! not saying names just in case u silly salamis 

91) eye colour: chestnut brown

92) favourite movie: the lost boys (1987) aka a fucking comedic masterpiece go watch it my dudes

#92 questions #yike its late #goodnight luvs <3 #have a beautiful night! #<3