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sponfawn · 5 years

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MTH - Buttercup & Mitch, Floyd, Lloyd, and Harry

This one goes out to a certain anon~ So this is surprisingly one topic that I haven't thought about extensively regarding MTH, but it’s a really interesting dynamic to think about. I wasn’t sure if by pre-breakup interactions between BC and the guys, anon meant like pre-relationship as a whole, or post-relationship but pre-breakup. So I thought about both. Disclaimer: because we don’t really have much to go on in terms of pre-relationship interactions, this is gonna be a bunch of conjecture based on how the characters currently behave and interact. I also gotta be honest, Harry and the twins tend to kinda clump together in my mind. I know what they looked like at 5yo, but in terms of current characterization they’re similar enough that they exist as a group in my head. Tho Harry does end up as the butt of a lot of jokes, more so than the twins. I guess that’s to be expected when your name is Harry Pitt.

This may have been stated in MTH in one of the early chapters, in which case, nevermind. But I feel like Buttercup probly started hanging out with the guys more starting at around when the Girls were 7 or 8? Blossom began her dance lessons at around 6 or 7, and I think 7 is around the age where kids in school start solidifying more who they consistently hang out with, and start subtly drifting a bit from siblings of about the same age. And as they got older (like maybe around 11/12) is really when Buttercup more clearly diverged from her sisters’ friends. In middle school, Blossom and Bubbles were both in choir apparently, and Buttercup rejected that completely. I’m guessing around that age or a year or so older is when they started wanting to form a band together, and then freshman year they actually started to play together as No Neck Joe. I think the guys started liking her pretty early in their collective friendship. I can imagine them all kinda realizing that they all had a crush on her. It’s possible it caused some mild conflicts between them, but I can’t imagine it lasted long at all. Then they came to a mutual agreement to prioritize their respective friendships with her. Honestly when Mitch and she started dating, I feel like Harry and the twins saw it coming and resigned to it without fuss. I just can’t see those 3 getting all pissy over it. Awkward? Yeah. Disappointed? Yeah. But not angry.

From what we see in their interactions after Butch becomes their buffer, I think they used to interact as a group much like how they did in chapter 9 at the Boys’ apartment, and in the video clip. Lots of ball busting, ribbing, general goofing off, and comfortable banter. Tho obviously with one difference being the current distance between Mitch and Buttercup. At this point in the story, while Buttercup and Mitch are starting to relax slightly around each other, they still kinda skirt the edges of the group and avoid much direct interaction. In group settings, Mitch was probably in a similar position that Butch currently inhabits, at least in terms of his closeness to Buttercup. That’s not to say that Butch is just a Mitch replacement tho. More that Harry, Floyd, and Lloyd are both relatively close to, and distant from, Buttercup. They’re in her closest friend group, but were never the closest to her within said group. Mitch and BC were BEST FRIENDS before ever going out, and that is the most obvious shift in the group as a whole. In my mind, Mitch likely interacted with her in less rough ways compared to Butch, both in term of rough housing (knowing that even if he could dish it out he wouldn't be able to take it), and dirty jokes aimed at/about her. I mean the guys have probly liked her for many years, and since they all were trying to hide their crushes i doubt any of them made many jokes suggesting any kind of attraction towards her. After Mitch and Buttercup started going out, that inclination would have probably increased (at least for Floyd, Lloyd, and Harry). Tbh, from the video Mitch was so earnest and sincere that I doubt he ever made dirty jokes about them as a couple, anyway. I feel like he’d be shy/awkward about that, especially knowing that she’d be flustered about it.

Based on the scene in the mall where the guys ask Buttercup to hang out with them for anti-prom, it’s pretty clear that not only is she just as shitty at communicating with her friends as she is with everyone else, but Mitch is as well. (To refresh memories, they're like “We don’t know what we did to piss you off, but whatever it is we’re so sorry and please be our friend again”, and she’s internally like “oh shit, that’s right they didn’t actually do anything and it’s not their fault, it was Mitch who told me”). I can understand why Mitch wouldn’t wanna talk about their breakup and the fact that he spilled the beans on all of them. But I bet it’s been lonely for them. Aside from the jealousy they probly had over Mitch being the one she chose to go out with, it was probly like being 3rd, 4th, and 5th wheels around them at times, cuz they were best friends even before dating. And in this situation, it wasn’t just feeling like an awkward entourage, it was like they fully lost one friend and the other one refused to clue them in as to why. I think if given the opportunity to be emotionally supportive in some way, theyd be fucking dorks about it but they’d try their best. But they were never given that opportunity by Mitch or BC, despite being friends since kindergarten. I feel like that probly hurt them, to be treated like it had nothing to do with them, even tho they were all friends. They haven't really addressed it, partly out of not wanting to accidentally push Buttercup away again, and partly cuz they’re just so relieved that they’re all friends again. I doubt they’ll ever decide to bring it up. Tho i could see Harry having a sudden outburst about it if she ever tries to ghost on them again. Idk why exactly but I feel like he’s the one most likely to have the guts to be vulnerable like that (both in expressing discontent/anger about something like that, and in terms of possibly invoking BC’s wrath). He seems slightly more assertive in some ways than the twins, and I feel like the twins look to each other a lot to decide what to say and when to speak up about something, which makes both of them hesitant to be the first to bring something up. Whenever I imagine who first brought up the idea of them forming a band, it’s always either Mitch or Buttercup, and Harry and the twins jump on the bandwagon. I think all 3 of them are less inclined to take the lead, but when necessary, Harry nervously steps up to the plate. After all, he is “the most determined drowning man of them all”, who spoke up first and ended up actually inviting her to their mini anti-prom.

I’ve been in BC’s position before, unwittingly pulled into the crush zone by friends, and I know the heartbreak over finding out someone just hung out with you cuz they wanted to get in your pants. But I don’t think that's fully the case for Harry and the twins. I’m sure they fantasize about it, but I think they genuinely care about her and value her friendship. At one point, she’s thinking about how she thought the guys “saw her” as a person, but after finding out they all liked her she feels like they didn’t actually see or like her as a full person at all, just as a “girl”. And again, I fully understand that feeling. But I think it also speaks volumes about how she perceives crushes and guys who have them. She knows that guys objectify girls, and I think she’s really internalized how attractive women are portrayed in various media, as well as how her sisters are perceived by virtual strangers - girls/women are not attractive due to their athletic feats, their sense of humor, their thoughts, their personalities, or their strength. They are attractive due to physical looks and femininity, and she equates being seen as “attractive/desirable” with being seen in a 1 dimensional and objectified way. She’s surprisingly like Blossom in that way (I’m thinking specifically about the scene in the diner and how she reacts after the photoshoot where she was asked to pose on the cover of a men’s magazine - “I don’t have a problem with people thinking I’m pretty... But... I do all this other stuff”), altho the way it manifests in their behavior is different. With Mitch she was ok with him liking her, and I think that’s partly cuz she liked him back but also cuz of how close they were. As best friends, she felt he saw her more completely than anyone else - until she realized that he thought she was interested in the other guys as “backups” and didn't see how much she loved him. (Which is interesting to me, cuz while she didn’t voice her feelings much to him, even Butch “emotionally constipated” Jojo could see how much she loved him through the videos and pics. It’s normal to feel insecure or unsure about someone’s feelings if they don’t communicate them, but I wonder if Mitch ever looks at those pics and realizes in retrospect how much she loved him.)

It makes me happy that she’s at least marginally getting better about communicating, even if it’s just with Butch (I hope that ability grows to other ppl for her as well). But for me it just highlighted how Buttercup doesn’t really have a support system. With the guys, she never talked about the tough stuff. I mean they didn’t seem at all surprised that she wasn't telling them why she was upset with them. She is very adverse to showing any sign of what she perceives as weakness, and since even Mitch had a hard time understanding her feelings, I’m sure it hasn’t been easier for the other guys by any means. They have fun together and share common interests, which is great, but she really keeps them at arm’s length. This is another aspect that's similar with Blossom, even tho Buttercup goes out with friends more often. They’re both quite emotionally isolated, tho Buttercup is now sharing more with Butch and Blossom is quite close with Bubbles. Of course, this isn’t due to a shortage of ppl around them who want to be close to them, but their own issues with showing vulnerability. I hope we get to see them open up a bit to more people. Now I’m honestly really interested in seeing how Harry, Floyd, and/or Lloyd would respond if Buttercup had like a serious conversation with one or all of them.

#sbj more than human #sbj more than human amv #meta #i guess?#for anon

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neojeno · 6 years

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why do you hate armies? we're like really chill idk

Lmao my inbox starts working again and this is the first ask I get.

Anyway… hi hon, you obviously haven’t been following me for very long— maybe you aren’t following at all! Whatever, the point is, I don’t hate armies. I hate prejudiced, annoying little shits who have to make everything about themselves. Oh quick note, why do you assume I hate armies? I haven’t made any recent posts regarding BTS or their fandom.

Anon, I was once an Army. I created this blog for the sole purpose of stanning BTS. Trust me, I think BTS are great. I absolutely love their music. I have several of their physical albums and went to one of their concerts (which was, by the way, one of the best times of my life). However, I have since left the Army fandom and, by the state of my blog, become an NCTzen living in NCT’s world (NCity). Why did I leave the Army fandom? Well, actually, there was an in-between part where I was stanning NCT and BTS at the same time. I’ve been into BTS for the past three years now and NCT? Only the past four months. I might be a good representation of that one pretty funny post that was floating around for awhile about how BTS wrote “Don’t Leave Me” because half of their fanbase was leaving them for NCT. NCT just came back at the right time and I was given the lovely opportunity to stan another incredibly talented group! Oh author’s note: don’t hate on the multi-fandom stanners, it takes a lot of fricken work to keep up with a lot of different groups and they’re just spreading the love bc there are so many talented idols out there! Anyway, I got into NCT naturally and I have just grown to really really love them. At some point, I just sorta stopped posting about BTS and you know what? That’s fine, it’s my blog and I can post whatever the fuck I want. Now, the truth is that I still really really love BTS. Their music is amazing and I still really love them— just as much as I always have.

But here’s where I might be able to get at what you’re asking: I haven’t left BTS, I’ve left the Army fandom. Why? For a couple of reasons: When I stan groups, I like to give them all my attention so I know what’s going on and so I can support them as much as I can— so that’s why NCT is my main concern/focus right now. I just really love them, what can I say? So that’s why I’m just posting a lot about them. Sure, I’m a part of like one BTS network, but I don’t feel like I even deserve to be called an Army anymore if all I’m posting about is another group. Idk, it just doesn’t feel right. Anyway, the second reason is that, after having become an NCTzen (wow I’m really talking as though I’m morphing into different beings or something), I’ve started to see a lot more into the Army fandom. Remember when I was talking about how there was an in-between stage when I was sorta stanning BTS and NCT at the same time (just look back through my archive,, sometime in March was that part of my life)? I started to view Armies (remember I’m talking about the fandom not BTS) as an outsider. I didn’t feel like I was one of them anymore (now that was one of the signs that told me I was already leaving, gone). I started to see the more toxic side of the Army fandom because I was no longer consumed in it. When I was still hardcore stanning Taehyung (and seriously he is the loml but Jeno’s sorta taking that spot now oof) and really into BTS, I was quite blind to the toxic environment that is sometimes the Army fandom. When I started stanning NCT, I started subconsciously comparing (it’s just a natural thing human beings do,, you might not want to, but you subconsciously pick up on what’s different about the different things you’re involved in) the NCT fanbase to BTS’s fanbase. that’s how i started to see the things i didn’t like about the Army fandom. Of course, all that I’m about to say doesn’t apply to all Armies and all that I’m about to say doesn’t have to be the image/reputation of the Army fandom (I am one person and if my words have that much of an effect on you then I suggest you reflect on the state of your emotional security), but from my experience, I’ve seen a few things the Army fandom, in particular, perpetrate that I’m uncomfortable with: One is that the BTS members are hypersexualized. BTS smut is all over the place. (I may be a horny teen but idk I sorta just wanna focus on college) People talk about Jungkook like he’s a meal in the most ordinary situations. Second, Armies tend to equate BTS to Kpop and, as someone who’s grown up listening to Kpop her entire life, I just can’t deal with people who think BTS are the only relevant group around here. Third, and along with my second point, I often see Armies making comments about BTS when BTS literally isn’t involved. Like, stop making everything about your favs??? I og stan B.A.P and when “That’s My Jam” came out, Armies in the comment sections were like, “omg Youngjae’s orange hair looks like Jimin’s” — umm like omg you don’t have to fucking make everything about yourself Youngjae looks like Youngjae!!! When Jonghyun passed, @/mimibtsghost made a post telling her followers to be grateful that, unlike Jonghyun, BTS is under such a caring agency and if you don’t see something wrong with that fucking comparison in that sort of fucking situation then fuck off my blog. Anywayyyy,,,, last and probably most influential in my leaving of the Army fandom was the fact that I no longer felt close to the fandome. My old blog (which was dedicated to BTS) had 1k followers but I didn’t have a single mutual whom i talked to often. I didn’t even realize how lonely that life was until I joined the NCT fandom. Oh author’s note: I’m using my experience as an NCTzen to reflect on what I realized I didn’t have/didn’t like about the Army fandom— not to put NCT on a pedestal. Anyway I follow quite a few big bts blogs and stuff and what I’ve realized is that a lot of people just follow the big blogs and pretty much (for lack of a better word) worship them. Now this isn’t shade on the big blogs, this is shade on the fact that, at least in my 3 years of experience as an Army, the fandom doesn’t feel tight or close. And guess what? That’s my opinion and my experience. Who knows? Maybe I legit just don’t know how to make friends. But in addition to that, I just see a shit ton of drama even within the Army fandom and it’s just exhausting. Oh that’s another thing, when I was an Army, it was fucking exhausting to see fights break out within the fandom or to see fellow Armies starting fights with other fandoms and then think to myself: well at least I’m one of the good Armies. I mean idk about you but now that I’m living the good life and having a better time, having to reassure yourself with that sort of thought is depressing and quite reflective of the Army fandom itself. Armies themselves know they can be awful sometimes.

Anyway, I don’t necessarily hate Armies. I love that people are supporting BTS because I really do think BTS deserves all the recognition they’re getting for their hard work. What I hate is the shamelessness and disrespect that some people exhibit and don’t excuse because they think they’re insured by BTS’s top-of-kpop status (this isn’t sarcasm,, if you’re asking me to be objective I actually believe BTS is riding the peak of kpop like icing on a cake rn and I’m proud of them). Because the Army fandom is just so freakin huge— maybe like 40% of the world are Armies now (again, great! I’m glad BTS is getting a lot of love), it just happens to be that most of that sort of behavior is concentrated in the Army fandom.

Anyway, if you’ve read this far, good for you. Honestly, im sorta glad you asked this. This was a way for me to sort out my own feelings about this, too. if you’re frustrated with this answer, you can send hate but you’ll still just be frustrated by yourself. As RM once said, “I like hate comments more than no comments.” You know the rest. Sorry your words don’t hold much power if I’m unaffected. I just don’t give a fuck. ~h

#this was really really really long #....#anyway #ops #anon #answered #p #long story short i don't hate armies idk why you asked me this i literally haven't made a recent post about them

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sunnysidewrites · 7 years

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Assassin!Seungcheol Pt 1

Requested by anon: Can please request a seungcheol mafia au with angst and fluff 💘

hi lil anon i was actually already planning on writing this au right before you requested! I hope this was something along the lines of what you were looking for!! happy bday to papa cheols he is sUCH A BIAS WRECKER!! AND IM SORRY I WROTE SO MUCH FOR THIS!!! THIS ALMOST SURPASSED WOLF!WONWOO’S LENGTH JLSDJFDLS I WILL DO A PART 2 IF PEOPLE WANT IT!!!

also I was in the middle of writing this when all of a sudden i got a notification that @cheollies posted one and i was like oMG ARE U SERIOUS HERS IS SO MUCH BETTER!! go check hers out IM SO IN LOVE WITH HER WRITING OMG SHE GIVES ME INSPIRATION!!! my au takes a different direction bUT I FIND IT FUNNY HOW WE BOTH DID IT LMAO

warnings: fluff and a whole lotta angst, mention of some violence

Part 1 | Part 2 (Finale)

Yes another one

I apparently really like assassin and vigilante aus bc,,,, just look at wonwoo’s

I just kiNDA LIVE FOR THIS TROPE LEAVE ME A LO N E

anyways birthday boi papa cheols can run me over with this au bye

Seungcheol had always been involved in the shady realm of business

His father was a politician and,,,, well he wasn’t bad but he wasn’t good either

Seungcheol, however, thought his father did some questionable things

His suspicions were confirmed one day

“You’re gonna need to protect me”

And lil cheollie was like ???? what do you mean dad????

“Son, I have a lot of enemies, and that’s inevitable when you have this type of job. I don’t trust anyone else to do this job,,, so,,,,,,”

Poor smol cheols is still really confused like dad im still not understanding

“I need you to,,,,, take care,,,,,, of some people for me”

“Take care?? Like help them when they’re sick???”

“Sure…. Sick…. Let’s go with that”

And from then on, seungcheol started this dirty job his father brainwashed him into doing

He was only in middle school when he had to do his first “mission”

Since his dad didn’t want him to do anything big just yet, he only had cheols start off by dropping in poison discreetly in drinks

His missions slowly started to grow larger and next thing you know Seungcheol is taking up self defense classes

He’s now in his early 20’s and,,,,

His heart has completely hardened

I’m sad now

All he thinks about is how his father will be proud for completing whatever current mission he needs to do

The reassuring words of “i’m proud” always made him feel overjoyed,,,, his father had never once said that to him even when Seungcheol had good grades or brought his team to first place in the football championships,,,,

No. His father only congratulated him every time he took care of an “inconvenience.”

“If this is what I have to do to get him to notice me,,,,, then I’ll do it.”

His father is in the middle of negotiating with another distinguished political figure,,, but things aren’t going very well

Being the manipulative person he is, cheol’s father is blackmailing the man to give in

“You wouldn’t want anything to happen to your daughter,,,,, do you?”

“,,,,,You wouldn’t. Leave her out of this and settle this like a real man.”

“Oh, but I most certainly would, Park. Do not test me.”

The man mulls it over in thought before caving in

Ofc,,, seungcheol doesn't know about the dirty work his father does himself

He only thinks there's a reason for why his father has a need to get rid of bad men, and he just goes along with it

At this point he’s completely void of warmth and nurture

Whatever his father orders him to do, he does it without hesitation whatsoever

Until,,,, he meets,,,,

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” you apologize for running into someone

He doesn’t have time to deal with this since he’s on his way to meet his father but he takes one look at your face and he is star!! struck!!

“A-ah,,,, it’s alright; I wasn’t looking either,” he says with a dazed look

And you’re like oh good sorry about that again!! And you rush off to wherever you’re going

He watches you leave but then he’s like o right i gotta meet dad

The rest of the day he just has thoughts on the stranger he bumped into

His next mission is to get rid of the man’s daughter, but he can’t immediately kill her just quite yet

His father tells him to wait it out if the man pulls any tricks on him

But as for now, the father is holding off any missions for cheols bc the other politician is his main concern rn, and there doesn’t seem to be anything shady just yet

Cheols is like welp ok guess i’ll just,,,,,,chill or smth,,,,,,

And cheols hasn’t had free time in a loooong time so he’s kinda unsure what to exactly do

He decides to just go to the gym and hang out around a mall or smth like he literally does not know what to do

He’s at a nearby mall one day just chilling on a bench and sipping his smoothie he bought from the food court when he suddenly sits upright

A few shops down is the same person he bumped into!!!

You’re on a lonely shopping spree that consists of just window shopping and going around to stores that seem to have cute clothes

And he’s just like ,,,,,,,,what are the chances of meeting her again,,,,,,,,

He casually walks over at a reasonable distance where he’s far enough to not seem like a stalker but close enough to have you in sight

When he sees you heading out of the store he just casually bumps into you

“Oh sorry -- omg it’s you!” you say pointing your finger at him

And he’s like lmao :) yes :) it is me :) totally coincidental :)

“It’s alright,,, i’m already used to it ;)”

And you’re like l m a o,,, k then

“Are you by yourself?”

“Well,,, just having some me time” you raise your hands to gesture to the bags in your hand

“You look like you can use some company ;)” cheols pls

And you’re like ahhaahaha,,,,,, well not realllllly LOL but,,,,, you can join if you’d like,,,,,,, or smth,,,,,

And that’s how you got Seungcheol to spontaneously join you in what you originally intended to be your me time

When you had to get going, he was like you wanna,, exchange numbers so we can do this again??

And you’re like ,,,,,,,,sure

Smooth cheol not really bye

You guys keep this up for the next few weeks, either you hitting him up to “have someone accompany you,” or him seeing what you’re up to and joining you regardless bc “you need someone to protect you”

I mean you lowkey do tho

You grow closer to Seungcheol but you’re utterly oblivious to what he does behind the scenes

And quite frankly, he wants it to stay that way

For once, he was not shunned bc of his work and he wants to keep it that way

He’s finally met someone who’s overlooked everything he’s ever wanted to hide and he doesn’t ever want that to be taken away from him

You and seungcheol have grown so close that you guys don’t even bother to use an excuse to see each other like how you did the first week or so of meeting each other

“Hey let’s go down to the new cafe down the street”

“Be there in 10”

Seungcheol didn’t realize how deep he fell until he saw you with another guy

Once the person leaves, he sidles up next to you and starts badgering you

“Who was that guy”

“What did he want”

“I think he was standing a little too close to you”

“He didn’t try anything funny, did he?”

“fOR THE LOVE OF GOD CHEOL THAT WAS MY COUSIN”

“....still”

And he’s like i don’t like it when guys get too close to you

And you’re like why do you even care so much?????

“Bc,,,,,,,,,,i like you you don’t know self-defense”

And you’re like uM IM NOT WEAK

“Try throwing me over”

“You’re like twice my size wtf”

“dO IT”

And you’re like ,,,,,,,,ok fine i’m weak

And the way you’re pouting and playfully hitting his arm

It’s all it takes for him to laugh with a twinkle in his eyes and he realizes

He’s in love

The curve of your lips, the crinkle of your eyes,,,, it’s enough to set him off

He only stands there staring at you and you’re like ????

“Earth to cheols???” you wave your hand in front of his face thinking he spaced out

You have a very perplexed look on your face and he’s like okAY I CAN’T TAKE THIS

He grabs your face and you’re like uH????????????

“You need to stop”

“Stop,,,, what? What do i need to stop????”

“Being so vulnerable. You only make yourself more irresistible”

And before you can even ask him what he means by that, he juST PULLS YOU IN AND KISSES YOU

And you’re like o H MY GO D WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT

But the warmth emitting from his body and the softness of his lips make you wanna dIE and you both soon engage in a passionate kiss

You hadn’t realized you liked him until that moment

You,,,, love him

You both break away, completely breathless

“You’re too irresistible, I couldn’t handle it”

“Shut up and kiss me again”

Soon enough you have to part ways and call it a day and both of you are essentially floating back home on cloud 9

You close your door and lean against it, bringing your hand up to your lips

You,,, had your first kiss,,,,,,

Meanwhile back at home, Seungcheol is trying to keep his heart and thoughts from racing

He can still feel your body under his and just merely thinking about it makes him break out into a gigantic foolish grin

The next day, you text him to see if he wants to go check out the ice cream parlor

But,,,,,, you never get a response

You’re thinking he’s probably busy doing something but,,, he doesn’t respond the entire day

Nor does he respond the entire week after that

And you’re just,,,,,,, really hurt and confused

“Where,,, did i go wrong???”

You thought the feelings were mutual that night,,,, now suddenly he got cold feet and left you like this????

Two weeks pass and you still hadn’t heard of anything from him

You text and call him but to no avail

You’re just about to give up contacting him after calling him for the fifth time but you suddenly hear a voice that you’ve been waiting for

“Hello?”

“Cheol what happened to you! I thought,,,, i thought,,,, you didn’t wanna see me anymore,,,,,,,,,,,,,”

And there’s silence on the other end

“Cheol, are you still there?”

“Look,,,,,,, y/n,,,,,, we can’t do this”

Your heart sinks

“W-what can’t we do?”

“This was never gonna work out,,, we should just end it here”

“Cheol, i don’t understand, let’s just meet up and talk--”

“No! Y/N, forget it! Forget everything we did. Forget about us. Forget,,, forget about me.”

“Cheol, stop talking nonsense--”

And the line cuts.

Your arm limply falls and drops the phone

You can’t eat or sleep for the next few days

A week later you return to the same cafe you bumped him at and a small inkling of you wants to meet him but at the same time you don’t know what would happen if you did

You end up going to the cafe every day because of that stupid little small spark of hope inside of you,,,, you keep telling yourself you’ll never see him again but,,,, your feet keep taking you there

Just around the corner of a building across the street, Seungcheol sees you desperately trying to find any signs of him

He grips his gun

“I’m sorry dad,,,, i can’t do it this time”

Might make part 2 if there’s a good response!!!!

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pedroscurls · 7 years

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Title: I Trust You

@harleysandbats requested: Hey, I'm so shy about doing this off anon but I have a request. :D Could you write a Negan story where the reader is new to the Sanctuary after being rescued by Simon and a few other Saviors from a dangerous group. She is shy and quiet around everyone at first except Negan, & they quickly develop a close relationship where he looks out for her. When he asks her to be a wife, she tells him that she is scared bc she's never had sex. Fluffy smut pls, & could you use my name? It's Mary. :3 Thanks!!

Character(s): Negan and Mary (original female character) Summary: Negan asks Mary an important question that will change her entire life. Word Count: 5,836 Warning: Fluff, smut!!! Author’s Note: This idea is great, so thank you @harleysandbats for requesting it! I had such a fun time writing it and I love the idea that the OFC is only comfortable around Negan, which is great and completely different! I hope you enjoy this! ;-) I also hope this makes you feel better, dude!!! Fingers crossed that things start looking up for you!

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“I told you not to move, sweet cheeks. You make me do this all the damn time. I hate hurting that beautiful face,” he growled, a closed fist connecting with her jaw. Mary didn’t know how much more she could take. When she joined the Claimers, she was relieved to be surrounded by men who could protect her, but after the first night, she knew it was a mistake to have approached them.

“Please, Joe…”

“All that begging is just simply going to make it even more pleasurable for me, baby. Just let me get it in just once,” he laughed.

She had been with this group for a couple of months and every day was a nightmare. It had gotten worse to the point that not even the walking corpses scared her anymore.

Mary felt dirty, used, worthless, lonely… It was worse being with this group than being alone.

As she struggled against Joe’s large body, blood dripping from her cut lip, she decided to shut her eyes and stop fighting. It wasn’t worth her energy; he was always going to win.

Suddenly, she heard gunshots and immediately flinched at the repeated sounds. When she opened her eyes, she noticed a nearly balding man with a ridiculous pornstache pull Joe off her body.

Mary glanced at Joe, watching as his eyes flashed with fear. The other men held him down, preventing him from running away from his inevitable fate. However, when the pornstache man kneeled to be at eye level with her, she immediately flinched.

“Hey, hey, you don’t have to be afraid anymore…” he whispered quietly.

“Just kill me… I don’t want to live anymore.”

Simon frowned, motioning for Dwight and the rest of the Saviors to tie Joe up and bring him back to the Sanctuary. He knew Negan would love to inflict pain on a man like this.

“You’re safe…” Simon reassured.

Mary just shook her head. Though, she heard a man’s voice from the walkie-talkie, biting her lower lip.

“What the fuck is taking so long, Simon?”

“Excuse me,” the man said.

Huh. So his name is Simon.

“We’ve got a bit of a problem, boss. Came across a small group and well, there’s a man here who forced himself on a young woman. She’s not talking any sense nor is she willing to come back with us.”

The man on the walkie-talkie replied, anger clear in his tone. “Where the fuck are you? Oh, and please tell me that fucker is still alive. I’m on my way.”

Simon told Negan his whereabouts. He turned back to Mary and extended a hand, “You should come back with us. We’ve got a nice place setup, sweetheart.”

“Don’t call me that,” she whimpered, looking down at his hand before shaking her head.

“Okay, okay… May I get your name? I’m Simon.”

“M – Mary…”

Simon smiled softly, “That’s a beautiful name. How about we go to the truck? We’ve got a few snacks that we brought for this supply run and I’ll be more than willing to share.”

“What do you want from me?” Mary abruptly asked.

“Mary, not all of us are like that sorry piece of shit. I’m sorry for what happened to you…”

“That’s what they all say at first,” she whimpered, tears clouding her eyes at the memory of the past few months she spent with the Claimers.

Suddenly, she looked up at the sound of a truck approaching. At first, she noticed his boots followed by long legs to the leather jacket and red scarf and finally resting on the barbed-wire baseball bat that was perched on his shoulder.

He looked angry, but when his eyes settled on Mary, it immediately softened. “Simon, put that fucker on his knees. Aim a gun at the back of his head just in case he tries anything.”

Simon nodded, looking at Mary with sincere eyes before standing and following his boss’s order.

Negan walked over to Mary, retrieving a small handkerchief from his pocket. Hesitantly, he looked into her eyes and gently dabbed at the blood on her lip. She flinched, but soon relaxed.

“I’m Negan… Who are you, doll?”

“Mary…”

“Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Mary. You want to tell me what happened?”

She shook her head, glancing at Joe who sent a threatening glare in her direction. Immediately, she stood up and ran to the man who haunted her nightmares. Mary instantly used as much force as she could muster to deliver a sharp kick across his face, hearing a loud crunch afterwards.

“You son-of-a-bitch!” she yelled, tears flowing down freely. “You think you can claim me?! You think you own me?!”

Simon looked over at Negan, wondering if they should step in, but Negan simply shook his head. He was allowing her to release the pent-up frustration and months of abuse.

“Mary, I’m sorry… Please, tell these men that I’m sorry,” Joe pleaded.

Mary’s eyes darkened and she stared down at him with empty eyes as she repeated his same words. “All that begging is just simply going to make it even more pleasurable for me, baby.”

Joe’s eyes narrowed and anger began to fill his blue eyes. “Bitch!”

Negan finally stepped in, raising the baseball bat to hover in front of Joe’s face. It was then that the other man ceased his insults, staring up at Negan. “I think you owe this woman an apology.”

“S – Sorry…” Joe muttered.

“Doll?” Negan asked, looking over at her.

Mary looked at the large machete lying on the ground next to Joe. She instantly grabbed it and stared into the man’s eyes, immediately bringing the weapon to penetrate his neck. All life began to drain from his eyes and Mary felt free for once.

“Apology not accepted.”

Negan grinned, chuckling loudly. “Well, fuck! That was amazing to watch!”

Mary looked over at Negan, dropping the large machete and instantly, treaded back to her things. Negan followed her, gently taking her wrist and turning her around.

“Mary, come back with us… We can keep you safe.”

She didn’t know what had gotten into her, but for some reason, Negan made her feel safer than she had ever been since the apocalypse started. “Okay… Yes…”

He grinned, flashing her his dimples. “Great. Let me take you to my humble abode.”

Mary was sitting outside, reminiscing about the first time she met Negan and Simon. She never realized how both men changed her life for the better. Simon had saved her from Joe, but it was Negan who ultimately kept her safe.

Since the moment she met him, there was a sudden attraction she felt towards him. It wasn’t only in the sense of physical attraction, but she also felt immediately safe around him.

“Hey, you.” Negan’s voice interrupted her thoughts and she looked over at him to see him move to sit next to her.

“Hi,” she replied.

“You okay?”

“Yeah. Just wanted to come out here and think.”

“About what?” he asked.

“Everything really.”

“That’s a bit fucking vague,” he laughed.

Mary noticed how he seemed to display a much more normalized version of himself around her. She was aware of his five wives, but even with them, Negan never acted the way he did with her. She had to wonder if the feeling was mutual, though, she knew it was ridiculous to think Negan felt for her the same way she felt for him. He was much older than she was and he had five women that were much more beautiful.

Plus, he wouldn’t want to be with a woman who never had sex anyway.

“Well, I was just thinking about the first time we met…”

“Thinking about me? Aw, that’s fucking sweet, Mary,” he teased.

Mary blushed, gently hitting his arm. He returned the gesture by holding her close to his side. She was used to this; they were always questionably touchy with one another. Though, she didn’t mind. It made her feel safe whenever she was in Negan’s presence, so it was even better when he touched her as innocently as this.

“I just – I don’t know why I was much more comfortable around you. Simon met me first, saved me actually, but I was still afraid of him at that moment. Then, you showed up and it was weird…”

“Weird? I think you just fucking realized how hot I was,” he winked.

“Negan…” Mary giggled, feeling his hand settle on her opposite hip.

“On a serious note, I don’t know either. I talked to Simon that night when we set you up with a room and all that shit. He and I were wondering the same thing too. You hiding something from your past that may give us an answer?”

“No… I mean, I don’t think so. I’ve never had a serious relationship with any man. I wasn’t really close with my family and I didn’t have any siblings,” Mary shrugged.

“You’ve never had a serious relationship?” Negan asked.

“Of all the things I just said, that is the one that stuck with you?”

“I’m just curious, that’s all. You’re hot as shit, so it’s a bit hard to believe, Mary.”

Mary immediately blushed. She would never get used to his unexpected compliments. “No guy my age wanted someone as shy, quiet, and inexperienced as I am.”

“Inexperienced?” Negan arched a brow.

“Oh, forget it. I better get back to work.” Mary replied, realizing that she let one of her deepest secret out in the open. She rarely hid anything from Negan, but being a virgin was one of them.

“Right… Listen, stop by room tonight. I’ve been meaning to have a talk with you.”

“A talk? We just had a talk.”

“Okay, smartass. Just come by my room.” Negan smiled.

Mary nodded, kissing his cheek and standing. “All right. I’ll see you later.” Kissing his cheek or even displaying any sort of affection was something they were both used to. Their friendship developed after they met and Negan knew he had a soft spot for her. None of his wives compared to the woman that he wanted to be with.

Later that night, Mary was eating dinner at the cafeteria when Simon sat across from her. She smiled in his direction, looking at him with an arched brow. Usually, he was much more eager to talk, but right now, he was just staring at her.

“What?” she asked.

“Nothing. How are you?”

“Simon… Spit it out.”

“Damn it. How can you always read me so well?” he asked.

“Because I’ve been around you enough to know you. Now, what’s going on?”

Simon smiled, “Going to see Negan tonight?”

Mary blushed. Simon was aware of how you felt about Negan. It had been revealed to him after a couple of drinks, but he had said he already was aware of the attraction she felt for Negan. It was obvious and many believed that she and Negan were already a couple.

Oh, how she wished that was true.

“I am, why?”

“Are you going to tell him?”

“Tell him what?”

Simon arched a brow, displaying a serious of expressions on his face that merely made Mary giggle. “What? I’ve been told I have an expressive face.”

“Right…”

“Anyway, are you going to tell him how you feel?”

Mary stiffened, immediately shaking her head. “No! I can’t…”

“And why not?”

“He’s got five wives, Simon.”

“What’s your point, Mary?”

“There’s no way he’s going to want me when he’s got five of the most beautiful women in the world.”

Simon narrowed his eyes. “Most beautiful women in the world? You’re joking right?”

“They are! They wear the pretty dresses and heels. Their hair is always perfectly styled, so is their make-up…” she mumbled, insecurity shown clearly throughout her features.

“They’re beautiful because of all of those things. You, Mary, are beautiful without it, and I’m pretty damn sure you’d look smokin’ with it,” Simon complimented.

“Yeah, yeah…”

“No, honestly. Don’t sell yourself short. You’re just as beautiful as his wives. Negan would be lucky to have you,” he advised.

Mary sighed, nodding. She watched him get up from the table and place his empty tray of food on the counter for the kitchen crew to clean. Mary stood as well. She was going to see Negan tonight and while she wasn’t expecting to admit her feelings for him, she was now questioning if she should.

Mary quickly went to her room. She changed out of her usual t-shirt and jeans and into a dark red dress that she found at the commissary. It was a thinly strapped, sleeveless dress with a deep v-cut and a slit at the side of it to reveal her toned leg.

Mary made her decision. She was going to tell Negan how she felt and show him a side that he had never seen before. She ran her fingers through her hair, allowing it to remain in loose waves. After applying a light amount of make-up and a darkened nude lipstick, Mary slipped into her black heels and made her way to Negan’s bedroom.

Every step she took echoed throughout the empty hallway. She could hear her heart beating out of her chest in anticipation. She never thought she would ever know what it was like to be in love with a man, but Negan changed that. Mary had fallen for him through the development of their friendship.

At his door, Mary quietly knocked. She heard some movement from behind the door before it swung open to reveal Negan in a plain white t-shirt sans the leather jacket and baseball bat. The holster around his hip for his machete had been removed, so he was clad in his usual dark grey pants and boots.

Negan’s eyes widened at the sight of her. They have had nights like this where they would spend with one another, but Mary never decided to dress up in an outfit like this one.

“M – Mary?”

“Are you going to let me in or are you going to just stand there with your mouth open?” she teased.

Negan cleared his throat, opening the door even wider for her to step into his room. Once she was inside, he shut the door and locked it behind him. He turned around and let his eyes rake over every inch of her body. He was surprised to see her physique that had always been hidden beneath her usual t-shirt and jeans.

God, she was even more beautiful dolled up.

“Mary… Why are you dressed like that?” he asked, interrupting the uncomfortable silence that hung in the air.

“Do you not like it?” she frowned, looking down at herself.

Negan noticed her expression, immediately shaking his head. He walked towards her and looked down, his eyes drifting to her cleavage before he cleared his throat. Negan was never a man who was left speechless, but right now, he had no words.

“No, no. I fucking love it. You look amazing…”

Mary slowly smiled, a red blush appearing on her cheeks. “Really?”

“Yes, Mary. You’re fucking beautiful.”

“Thank you, Negan…” Mary replied. It was now or never. She needed to tell him before she decided to back out. “I have something to tell you…”

“Yeah? What’s that?”

Mary couldn’t believe that his eyes were trailing her figure. She felt confident to have him staring at her.

“I, uh…”

Negan arched a brow. “What is it, doll?”

“What is it that we have? You and I, I mean… I know we’re friends, but…”

“Mary, what are you fucking getting at?”

“I guess I’ll just say it. I love you, Negan.”

His demeanor changed immediately. Though, she was expecting him to tell her to get out, yell, anything that resembled anger or annoyance, but Mary was surprised to see the softening of his eyes but the underlying fear behind them.

“Mary…”

“I know you don’t feel the same way. I mean, you have five wives who are fucking gorgeous, but I just needed to tell you.”

“None of my fucking wives compare to you and your beauty, Mary,” he stated immediately.

“You don’t have to pity me, Negan. Simon convinced me to tell you and –”

“Hold on a fucking minute. Simon knew how you felt about me?”

“I kind of let it slip after we had a few drinks…”

“You had a few drinks with Simon? Why?”

Mary sighed. Negan always seemed to miss the point of the conversation. “Negan, that’s beside the point… I just had to tell you before I let it slip. I feel much better now that it’s off my chest.”

Negan took a step forward. His hand cupped her cheek gently and she immediately leaned against his touch. “I haven’t been in love since, you know… But the moment I saw you, fuck, I knew there was something different about you.”

Mary bit her lower lip. She had known about his previous life before all of this. He was a teacher and ping-pong coach who was happily married to a woman named Lucille. However, towards the end of their marriage, she had gotten sick and he began to mask his pain by cheating on her. It was sad, but Negan never felt like Mary judged him. It was nice to be able to talk to someone who didn’t have an opinion about everything he did.

Mary always supported him, even if it wasn’t right. Mary had always been the one he went to whenever he couldn’t sleep at night. Mary always reassured his actions were to ensure the safety of this community, even when many people disagreed with him.

Mary was similar to Lucille. She understood that Negan was an eccentric person, but had always accepted him.

“I can’t say that I love you… I don’t think I’ll ever be able to fucking love someone again, but you’ve come close to it. Maybe one day, I’ll be ready to admit that the feeling is mutual, but for now, I’ll say that I don’t even want to think about what life would be like without you, Mary.” Negan admitted.

Mary looked into his eyes. That was close enough to him admitting his love for her. She didn’t expect him to say the exact words anyway, but the fact that he trusted her enough to admit something closely similar satisfied her.

“I want you to become a wife,” he finally added.

“A w – wife?”

“My only wife…” Negan said.

“But what about the others? I know how important they are to your reputation, Negan…”

“I don’t fucking care anymore. You’re just as badass. No one will think to fucking mess with you.”

Suddenly, Mary bit her lower lip. While she admitted her love for him, she didn’t yet tell him that she was a virgin. She was afraid to. She was afraid of how he would react.

“I – I can’t…” Mary replied.

“Can’t? After what we both just fucking admitted, you’re going to say no?”

“Negan, it’s not that I don’t want to. I just…”

“You just what?”

“You wouldn’t want me,” Mary shrugged.

“And what makes you think that?”

Mary sighed. She looked down at the floor. There was no way out of this. She had to tell him. “You just won’t.”

“Fucking humor me, Mary.”

“I’m a virgin,” she whispered very quietly.

Negan was stunned. Not only was this woman similar to Lucille, but the fact that she hadn’t been with any other man made it that much more special. He was going to be her first and her last.

“What?” Negan asked, causing Mary to look up at him.

“I’ve never had sex before… I never let Joe or the Claimers touch me. They just –”

Negan shook his head, running his thumb across her lower lip lightly. “We’re not going to talk about them, okay? Right now, it’s just you and me. You don’t need to explain why you saved yourself, Mary.”

She sighed, “I better get going.”

“Virgin or not, I still fucking want you as my wife.”

Mary widened her eyes. “But I’m not experienced…”

“So? Who the fuck cares? You have no idea how hard it’s making me to know that you’re a virgin, Mary. You saved yourself, and you saved yourself for me. Do you have any idea how special that makes me feel?”

“I’m the real life Virgin Mary,” she mumbled.

Negan chuckled, “Not for fucking long, you aren’t.”

“What?”

“If you’ll allow me, I’d like to start our honeymoon tonight.”

“I didn’t say yes,” she teased.

Negan smirked, “Oh, don’t play with me, doll.”

Mary smiled, carefully wrapping her arms around his neck. “I’d love to be your wife, Negan.”

In response, his hands roughly grasped her hips, bringing her flush against his body. Lowering his head, Negan slowly pressed his lips against hers. Mary finally succumbed to him. She was actually kissing him. After months of imagining what it would be like, she was finally doing it.

A hand rested on his chest as the other moved to tangle in his dark locks. Mary followed the movement of his lips, parting her own when she felt his tongue snake out to flick against her. She whimpered, feeling his large hands descend to her backside. Negan gripped it tightly, causing her to gasp against his lips. He took this opportunity to slide his tongue into her opened mouth, growling against her.

With their bodies pressed against one another, Mary felt his hardening bulge resting against her abdomen. She blushed at the thought of what would happen tonight. She was more than ready to give herself all to Negan.

Negan pulled away from the kiss to move his lips along her jawline. She shut her eyes, both hands curling in his dark brown hair as his stubble grazed her many hotspots. Negan placed open mouthed, light kisses along her skin, reveling in her soft, smooth skin underneath his lips.

Suddenly, he pulled away and removed his white t-shirt, tossing it carelessly over his shoulder. He kicked off his boots and sat at the edge of his bed, staring at Mary with lustful eyes. He raised a finger in the air and twirled it slowly, motioning for Mary to spin around for him.

“Give me a twirl, baby. Let me see how good you look in that damn dress,” Negan demanded.

Mary blushed, slowly turning around to give Negan a perfect 360 view of her outfit. His eyes ran over her toned legs, to the slit at her upper thigh, to the deep v-cut that showcased her chest, and finally to the innocent look on her face.

“Come here, Mary,” he said, motioning her forward. Mary followed immediately, standing between his legs. His hands ran up her legs and underneath her dress, grinning when he didn’t feel any panties. “My, oh fucking my, doll… Were you expecting to lose your virginity tonight?”

Her cheeks reddened even further. She looked into his eyes and slowly parted her legs for him. Mary could feel herself become wet as his fingers inched closer and closer to her throbbing heat.

“Maybe…”

Negan grinned, “I have a good damn feeling you’re going to end up becoming a minx. Oddly enough, I am more than fucking okay with it.”

Mary bit her lower lip, gasping when she felt his fingertips graze her unclothed sex. She moved to rest both hands on his shoulders, staring down at him as he slowly circled her clit with his finger.

“Negan…” she moaned, squeezing his shoulders tightly.

“As much as I love this dress on you, it needs to fucking come off.” Negan pulled away from her, standing up and towering over her as usual. His hands grasped the zipper at the back of her dress and slowly lowered it, loosening the fabric around her body.

Slowly, Mary’s hands held the dress to her body before stepping away from Negan. Removing her hands from herself, the red dress pooled around her ankles and she was left standing in nothing but her black heels.

Negan grunted at the sight of her, his long arms scooping her up against him. He slowly lied her on her back on his large mattress, his fingertips grazing down her chest as it brushed against one of her nipples and down her abdomen to her soaking heat. He was standing above her, exuding all confidence and power.

“God damn, Mary…”

Mary parted her legs slowly, allowing Negan to get a better look at her throbbing sex. He immediately kneeled in front of her, pulling her hips to the edge of the bed and closer to his mouth. She felt his breath radiating against her heat, anticipating this unfamiliar pleasure.

Mary immediately let out a quiet moan once she felt his beard scratching lightly against her inner thighs. Her initial reaction was to close her legs, which Negan immediately shook his head and held them apart.

“Stay open like that for me, baby…” Negan smiled, turning his head to place light kisses onto her inner thighs, descending his way closer to your heat teasingly. “Keep ‘em open for me while I eat this sweet pussy.”

Mary blushed, her hands immediately stroking his hair. She should have been used to his dirty talk, but for some reason, it made her even more turned on.

She gasped once she felt his tongue run along the length of her soaking heat. She widened her eyes, propping herself up onto her elbows as she tried to move away. Negan grinned, wrapping his arms around her upper thighs, resting his hands on her hips and pulling her closer to his face.

“Stop squirming… It’ll feel good, Mary. Trust me.”

“I – I trust you…”

“Good, now don’t interrupt me while I’m eating. It’s fucking rude,” he winked.

Negan ran his tongue repeatedly along her sex, growling at the sweet taste that coated his tongue. He looked up at her, watching as her face contorted into a pleasure that she had never felt before. He removed an arm around her leg to undo the button his pants and unzip his zipper to relieve the pressure that was building.

With his free hand, he spread her lips open, pulling back to look at her pink sex slickened with her own excitement. He grinned to himself, flicking his tongue repeatedly against her clit as he heard her moan loudly.

Negan never thought he would ever hear that sound escape her lips because of him.

“Negan!” Mary moaned, moving a hand to grasp the bedsheets tightly. His tongue felt wonderfully arousing against her and she wanted more. As she rolled her hips against him, Negan chuckled.

He pulled back and looked up at her, “You got a simple taste of this and now you want more? Greedy, greedy girl,” he winked.

“It feels really good…”

“And we’re only getting starting.”

Suddenly, Negan used Mary’s slickness to coat his long middle finger. She watched him intently, whimpering every time he came in contact with her sensitive clit. However, she gasped instantly when she felt the tip of his finger slowly enter her tight heat.

“Negan… Wait, ah…”

Negan rested a hand on her abdomen, keeping her still. “Shh, Mary… Relax for me, okay? I’ve got to get you warmed up before the real thing.”

She nodded, forcing herself to relax despite the unfamiliar penetration. As he continued to push his finger into her, Mary felt her walls slowly begin to loosen to accommodate to the intrusion. He relieved some of the tension by latching his lips onto her clit, causing another moan to escape her lips.

When Negan felt her walls give way to his finger, he quickly began a faster pace. His lips were still teasing her clit while thrusting his finger in and out of her tight heat. He wanted to at least make her come once before thrusting inside of her.

Mary suddenly felt a strange feeling overcome her. With a tight grip on the bedsheets, she leaned up on her elbows and convulsed around Negan’s face and finger. She shut her eyes as a loud moan escaped her lips; she was sure that the wives would hear it.

Negan pulled his slickened finger back, using his tongue to lap at her leaking juices. When he stood back up, he looked down at her and grinned at how spent she already looked.

“Oh, Mary, baby, don’t tell me you’re done…”

“No… I just – That was great.”

Negan smiled, leaning down to peck her lips. “Just you wait…” He pushed his hips against her, causing her to gasp at the hardening bulge that pressed against her.

Negan stepped back, removing his pants and boxers as his member bounced until it remained erect. He grasped the base of his member and ran the tip of his manhood along her soaking heat, allowing it to lubricate his dick.

“Fuck, doll… It’s taking a lot in me to not just push into you…”

Mary whimpered, her eyes deviating to his exposed member. She looked into his eyes and slowly leaned up to peck his lips lightly.

“I trust you…”

Negan genuinely smiled, “The moment you feel like you can’t take anymore, you tell me to stop and I will do it in a heartbeat.”

“I know… Just be gentle.”

Negan nodded, “Always, baby.”

With a few more teasing ministrations, Negan spit into his hand and stroked his member, allowing his spit to lubricate himself even further. Slowly, he found her opened and aligned his tip directly against it. Negan could already feel how tight she was.

“All right, Mary… Brace yourself.”

Mary nodded, her hands grasping the bedsheets tightly. Suddenly, she curled her toes at his large manhood entering her painfully. His member stretched her from the inside, grasping onto his dick in a tight vice almost instantly.

“Negan… Wait…” she whimpered, moving her hands to his abdomen to cease further movement.

Just like Negan promised, he remained still, dropping onto his forearms near her head. He gently stroked her hair away from her face, reassuringly placing kisses along her lips. “You’re doing great,” he said.

Mary smiled, shutting her eyes and nodding for him to continue. As Negan pushed his hips further into her, he felt the barrier that he needed to break.

He pulled back just enough to look down at her, cupping her cheek with one hand as the other moved to grip her hip. “All right, baby… This is going to hurt, but I’ll do it fast, all right?”

Mary nodded, staring up at him. She leaned into his touch and moved a hand to rest against his own, stroking the back of his hand with her thumb.

With a snap of his hips, Negan thrusted further into her, breaking the barrier and allowing himself to remain still. Her walls tightened around his manhood, causing him to groan at his own pleasure.

Mary shut her eyes tightly, her nails digging into his hand as she moaned loudly. She spread her legs even further as if it would relieve the pressure she felt. However, Negan slowly began to pull out only to push back in. It caused her walls to get used to his manhood, loosening enough to relinquish the pain.

“You okay?” he asked, kissing her forehead as his hips slowly moved against her.

Mary nodded, unable to speak as she whimpered with each thrust. She looked into his eyes, feeling every inch of his throbbing member within her depths. As her walls began to loosen and give way to his manhood, Mary bit her lower lip and urged him to move faster. “Faster, Negan… Please…”

Negan grinned, nodding. “Your wish is my fucking command, princess…”

Suddenly, he began to slam into her repeatedly. Her hips slapped against her own in a rapid pace, their skin hitting one another echoing off the walls. He knew he wasn’t going to be able to last longer than he was used to, but now that he had her, it was his duty to make sure she was just as experienced as he was.

Mary moaned loudly, his name escaping her lips as the pain finally subsided and it was replaced with pleasure. With each thrust, she moaned, keeping her legs open for him to move easily within her. Negan dropped down to rest his forehead against her neck, rolling his hips sensually. He wrapping his arms around her, his hands resting on her backside as he pulled her against him with each thrust, allowing him to delve deeper into her tight abyss.

“Fuck, Mary…” he groaned against her, his fingertips digging into her skin at her backside.

She arched her back, wrapping her arms tightly around his shoulders as their body glided against one another. Sweat built at her temple and she knew that the same unfamiliar feeling she felt earlier was rapidly approaching.

“Negan… Yes!” she moaned, urging him to continue his thrusts. When he slammed his hips into her, she felt the slightest of contact against the hair that trailed at his lower abdomen and downwards. She moved a hand to his backside, keeping him against her as she rolled her hips upwards.

With him fully inside of her, Mary was able to create friction against her clit. After a few more movements of her hips, her walls immediately tightened and her body convulsed around his member once more. Her eyes were shut tightly and his name escaped her lips in a loud moan.

Negan was taken by surprise at the sudden climax. She was tight, tighter than he had ever felt before. So, he began to pick up his pace, pushing in and out of her tight depths to help stroke himself into his own release.

“Oh fuck, Mary…” he moaned, delivering a couple of sharp thrusts before he pulled out abruptly and released onto her lower abdomen. He was breathing heavily and Mary reached up to cup his cheek, leaning up to peck his lips lightly.

She looked down and noticed the stain of blood, panicking slightly.

Negan shook his head, “Don’t worry about that. I’ll have our sheets cleaned.”

Mary nodded, groaning when she moved to stand up.

“I’d be careful if I were you,” he grinned.

Once Mary stood on her feet, she grasped the edge of the bed as a soreness settled along her lower half and her legs remained wobbly. Negan took her by surprise and hoisted her into his arms, carrying her bridal style to his connected bathroom. He set her down to run a warm bath and looked over at her as he allowed the water to fill halfway.

Negan cupped her cheek and looked into her eyes, “Was that okay for your first time?”

Mary grinned broadly, “When can we do it again?”

“Damn, woman. You know you’re going to be sore as shit –”

“It’s our honeymoon, right?” Mary smiled.

Negan chuckled, kissing her forehead lightly. “It sure fucking is…”

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Hey dad, I've got a problem. I've known this friend of mine for years and we dated for a while but it didn't work out. I dated one other guy in the time where he and I didn't talk (I'm the anon that also talked about the admin whom we could call Daddy, if you remember) and now we're friends again. Our conversations usually end up with a lot of sexual tension and while I've decided that I don't love him anymore I still take advantage of the tension, if I can call it that. (1/?)

I still live with my parents and they’re on vacation this week so I told him I’d be cool with voice/video calls. Again this ended with sexual tension and we ended up doing some mutual masturbation (we were both reading doujinshi) and it was okay. We both weren’t noisy (but I did let out a lot of sighs especially during the end) so it almost felt like I was just masturbating alone. Now he knows I don’t love him and the chance of us getting together is p much zero but he still likes me. (2/?)

He doesn’t care what I want to do, he trusts me enough to do basically whatever. I know he’d never use anything against me if that makes sense. Now the worrying part. While we were chatting I had fun but I keep wondering if maybe I do like him, but I always come to the conclusion that I don’t. The other guy I dated (I’ll call him W) I know for sure that I loved him. I felt comfortable doing whatever with him and that we were a good couple (even tho I ended up being wrong in the end) (3/?)

With this friend (I’ll call him P) I know I can tell him anything but I don’t want to date him. He told me after last night that we don’t have to speak of it again if I didn’t want to, or could try again. Thing is, we were looking for a time where we could meet up again (since we’re long distance) but after overthinking a lot again last night I don’t wanna see him for a while. When I thought about dating him I just couldn’t see it. P’s romantic, but I don’t want to be part of it. (4/?)

With W, I could imagine us doing everything, to just normal couple stuff and anything on a sexual level (we had almost exactly the same kinks) but I just don’t even like imagining myself with P. With W I felt beautiful and happy and such, with P I guess it just feels more platonic than anything? I feel really bad “using” him to feel less lonely. W has a new gf and I’m happy for him because I still lowkey love him, but I feel that it’s unfair because I’m a great gal as well.(5/?)

My relationship with W was ldr so I never saw him outside of my phone’s screen. That’s why I tell people I haven’t ever been in a relationship. I see people around me dating and being happy and I love tumblr imagines but I get scared when thinking of dating. Like I’m not worth being loved, but I have a lot of love to give. I’m a little clingy, love romance (and my kinks) (6/?)

I’m a senior in high school this year and I’ve accepted I won’t get a good relationship until I go to college. I’m trying to lose weight to feel better about myself but I also know relationships aren’t everything. What I’m trying to ask is, what should I tell P? I don’t wanna hurt his feelings but I feel uncomfortable doing “couple things” with him. And should I be worried about a relationship? Tysm (7/7)

Long answer short: you should absolutely tell P that you do not feel the same way that he seems to feel for you. I have a very personal story about a similar relationship that I myself had in high school, which I look back on with some regret because I was too passive and didn’t communicate or work for what made me happy.

Longer answer under the cut bc it’s a bit long

I started dating someone in high school that I had a mutual friend with–for the most part, he was part of my friend group that sat together at lunch, hung out during in-school free time, ect. I was at a time in my life where I wanted to be in a relationship and utterly romanticized the idea without being very knowledgeable or experienced in myself or what I wanted (I was questioning my sexuality, gender, and a billion other things at the time). Though my ex at the time (lets call him R) was more or less a sweet guy, he was obviously very inexperienced and had way more romantic (or perhaps only sexual) feelings towards me. I wanted to be in a relationship and so I stayed with him, even though I eventually decided that my feelings for him were purely platonic. This became an increasing issue for me; it made me stressed and anxious, constantly second-guessing my own wants simply so that I didn’t upset anyone.

I was with R for a total of years, and while he was a good friend, he was definitely not someone I should have been dating, and not nearly for that long. Among problems that made it a bad romantic relationship, I simply didn’t share any romantic or sexual attraction to him, and almost got to the point where I told myself I was straight-up broken and that fictional relationships had ruined my ability to feel love for other people (a total cop-out excuse, but I nevertheless believed it). It wasn’t until shortly I graduated that I finally stood up for how I felt and told him that I didn’t share his romantic feelings and we broke up, but not without a shit-ton of guilt-tripping where he tried to convince me otherwise (keep in mind this was the SECOND break-up attempt, because the first time a year prior, he guilt-tripped me and won, furthering my self-doubt).

Because I didn’t prioritize my feelings over others, I was in a relationship for 3 years that I was absolutely unhappy with and, to some degree, felt extremely uncomfortable with. I like to blame that for my inexperience and lack of self-confidence at the time, along with the turmoil that came with trying to figure out my sexuality and gender in a very cisheteronormative home.

Always prioritize how you feel when it comes to any relationship–the moment you start to make excuses, that’s when its worth really flies out the window. You will definitely hurt yourself when you don’t remember to keep your wants and needs in the forefront of your mind, and I absolutely say that you need to tell P how you feel, regardless of how he’ll feel or take it. He is not entitled to your love, your feelings, your anything. A relationship is based on mutual respect, adoration, and a desire to encourage and help the other people involved in it. It is ALWAYS mutual.

If he can’t respect that you don’t share romantic or sexual feelings for him, if he can act like an adult and understand that no attraction is obligated to become something more, then you shouldn’t affiliate with him at all in all honesty.

On the same topic of relationships, I learned a bit of a hard way that you’re honestly better off looking for them once you’re out of high school. I know this can seem weird, but the romanticism of being in a relationship–especially when you’re younger/still in high school–can lead to a lot of inexperienced people hurting themselves and others because they don’t yet understand what they want out of a relationship.

It wasn’t until I got my feelings and self together that I was emotionally prepared to be in a relationship I would consider deep and fufilling in all honesty, and that’s the one that I’m currently in with my two partners. I’m gonna be 23 next month, if that’s any sense of an anchor-point for where you’re at. It’s nice to be in a relationship, I won’t deny that! It’s helped me learn even more things about myself in a healthy environment, such as me being trans and asexual, but it’s also because the people I’m with understand that we have to put our needs first and worth them out together.

As long as you stay safe, focus on your needs and desires, and work hard on being confident to stick to your guns to make sure that whatever relationship you may find yourself in is healthy and mutual, then you don’t have anything to worry about. Just enjoy life one day at a time as best as you can, and I’m always here if you ever need any other advice or help with something.

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