"Inseparable" Part Nine

Hello me again could you do something with negan where he is just so soft with his gf after she has a bad dream. Or something like that

And he just rocks her to sleep in his arms and brush his fingers through her hair

A/N: Tried my best to make it sweet, hope you like it!

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Thunder echoed against the sanctuary walls as lightning guided her way down the halls. She was having rough sleep for days, the same damn dream haunted her when she closed her eyes.

She’d run, run, and run, but she’d never go anywhere. Someone would hold her still at the end, and then whatever was chasing her would kill her.

She didn’t know what to do, or who to go to for nightmares. She thought about going to Eugene to see if he’d make her some kind of pill, but the idea of explaining to him why she couldn’t sleep made her cringe.

It seemed childish to be kept awake for something so stupid, so she held back. But now, after having the same outcome for five restless nights, she decided to do something about it.

It wasn’t the greatest idea, and it was her last resort, but she needed some kind of comfort.

Hearing the soft padding of her own feet made her a bit anxious, even though she shouldn’t be. After the world went to shit, she found the sanctuary and took refuge there for a bit.

But since Negan liked her so much, she stayed. He asked her to be one of his wives, and after weeks of arguments and screaming matches, they both compromised on her being his girlfriend instead. 

Now here she was, standing outside of Negan’s bedroom door in her pajamas, playing with her fingers. She had no reason to be nervous, they were dating for fucks sake.

But a small feeling inside of her felt scared he might judge her. She was embarrassed to be scared of what was in her head, but she didn’t know what else to do.

She softly knocked twice on the door, waiting for a response. All she got was a few grumbles and rustling before the door swung open.

“This better be fucking good-” Negan opened the door and tilted his head when he saw his girlfriend, “The hell are you doin’ up? ‘Thought you went to bed two fucking hours ago.”

“Can I come in please?” She mumbled, not daring to meet his eyes. 

A couple seconds of silence overcame the both of them before Negan opened the rest of the door and nodded for her entrance. She walked in and took in the room around her, and Negan closed the door and leaned against it in front of her. 

“What’s up with you?” He crossed his arms and watched her bite her lip and look at the ground.

“I don’t wanna talk about it…Can we just.. chill out?” She finally looked at him, tears forming in her bright eyes. Negan stared at her before taking pity and making his way to his bed. She stood there until he spoke up.

“You gonna get in or what?” He lifted the blanket to make room for her and she smiled, getting comfortable next to him. 

He sighed and turned off the lamp on the bedside table, darkness enveloping them both. She curled up into his chest and listened to him breathe, counting his heartbeats over and over.

“Do I get to know what’s got you so stuck in this dumpster fire or what?” Negan's voice rumbled out his throat, and he placed his hand on the low of her back, rubbing his thumb in circles on it.

“Had a bad dream.” She mumbled, burying her face deeper into him. It was now that she noticed he had no shirt on and only wore his sweatpants. 

“Wanna explain it to me?” Negan hummed, putting his chin on her head. She shook her head and he sighed, kissing her forehead.

“Go to sleep, sweetheart.” He reached his hand up and ran it through her soft hair, carefully making sure it didn’t get caught in his fingers. “We’ve got a long ass day tomorrow.”

It only took a couple of minutes for Negan to hear his girlfriend’s soft snores as she laid on his chest, and he smiled slightly.

Whatever was keeping her awake obviously left her mind the minute she settled down, and now they both listened to each other’s breathing, comfortable in the presence of one another.

Hey,

I have another question for you 👀

Could you imagine writing for House of the Dragon? If you’ve watched it!

Have a good day/night🫶

Your reader ❤️

Heyy, I might have another answer for you 👀

I haven't watched House of the Dragon, nor the Game of Thrones series, but if I ever did watch them, I would absolutely write for them! It might be the next show I watch, but I already have so many shows, so it might be a while before I get to them!

Have a good day/night 🫶

it just be like that I guess

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hey guys! So I’m thinking of writing on tumblr (I use ao3) so here’s what I’ll write for.

Creepypasta IT 2018

SDV

JATP

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"Inserparable" Part Two

Y/N ended up staying the night at Patrick’s, mostly because he didn’t want to tell her anything and because she didn’t trust him enough to be alone. She looked at the clock, and it was just passed midnight. Sighing, she looked over at Patrick, who was drooling and hugging a stained pillow. She tilted her head, questioning the white stain near his chin. Y/N started playing with her fingers, picking at her nails. She was lost in her thoughts, up until Patrick started twitching.

“Patrick?” She whispered, sitting up straighter to watch him closer. Patrick started whining, his face pulling into a deep frown. He started muttering “no” and “stop”, and Y/N started to worry more. She tried to shake him awake, but he wouldn’t budge.

When Patrick eventually woke up, he was shaking and saying he didn’t want to go back to sleep, pleading that she stayed up with him. Y/N had never seen him like this, ever, and was deeply concerned. He kept saying how it was real. How all of it was.

She was shocked by this and kept asking what he meant, to which he couldn’t respond. Patrick said how he didn’t want to speak its name, how it would find him if he did. Y/N was very confused, and she didn’t know what to do. He was holding onto her waist as she played with his hair, hoping it was calming him down enough. She noticed he fell back asleep, and she used the blanket to replace her body as she stood up off the bed. Y/N started to make her way to his landline, dialing a number and watching Patrick while she waited.

“Huh?” A tired voice said, sounding like they just woke up. 

“Hey, Nicole. Sorry, did I wake you up?” She asked, biting her lip. Y/N didn’t know why she was so scared, she talked to her friend many times about Patrick. 

“Nah, you’re good. I was just watching The Outsiders, getting wet over Ponyboy and all that. What’d’ja need?”  Y/N shook her head at Nicole’s response, laughing lightly. 

“I found Patrick. He was running around in the sewage system. I don’t know what happened, but whatever it was, it scared him. Badly. He’s having nightmares now.” Y/N told Nicole, fiddling with the phone wire. 

“Damn, that sounds awful,” Nicole yawned, smacking her lips obnoxiously. “What’s his nightmare about?”

“I don’t know, obviously something bad. He mumbled something about a clown though, and a balloon?” Y/N waited for Nicole’s response, but the other end was silent. “Nicole?”

“What? Oh, yeah. So a clown, huh? Did he, I don’t know, happen to give a description? Or like, say what it looked like?” Nicole asked, clearing her throat after. 

“No, he didn’t. Why? Do you know something?” 

“No! Nope, noda. No, I uh, I do not. Was just curious, that’s all. Look, I love our late night chit-chats, but I’ve gotta be somewhere tomorrow. So, uh. Night!” And with that Nicole hung up.

Y/N got even more confused. Why was Nicole acting this way? Maybe she knew something Y/N didn’t. It didn’t matter now, anyway. It’ll be her problem in the morning. For now, Y/N just needs a good night’s rest. 

Give me 10 minutes with him alone in a room and one of us will come out pregnant (it's gonna be him)

Hii❤️could you do something with Simon from twd where he babysits negan's daughter she's about 5 or 6 and she falls down and she hurts her keen and Simon is just so sweet with her

Thank you!

This one is on it's way!

hes so odd

when shes the prettiest girl who deserves the world and hes him <3

Me because I just realized I forgot to post part 11 of Inseparable 😨

Chat, I'm so ashamed, oh my goodness gracious

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"Stabs and Stitches" g. foyet

"Radio Whispers" c. grimes

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"The Wrong Fruit" j. sully

"Desperate" g. house

"The Mattress" r. chase

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