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Rick jolts, scrambling out of the hold. To his fury and astonishment, he earns a raspy laugh for his efforts, and the arms tighten. “Where ya goin’, sunshine?”
“What the fuck, Negan?” he spits between his teeth. “What the fuck—”
“Whoa, now, cowboy, hold your horses,” drawls Negan in that aggravatingly smooth way of his. “Ain’t nothin’ happened but you about freezing to death, and me saving your ass.”
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Or, a supply run goes wrong, as per usual... but do either Rick or Negan reap any benefits?
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- Part 2 of Apropos of Regan
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03 Feb 2025
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“I didn’t catch your name.”
Rick’s eyes narrow. “I didn’t give you one.”
Snapping his fingers, the stranger nods. “Right. You’re clearly a Southern gentleman.” He places a hand to his chest, still wearing a smile somewhere between charming and unsettling. “I’m Negan.”
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Or, Negan meets the Rick he never would've fucked with first.
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- Part 5 of Apropos of Regan
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29 Jan 2025
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Down the street, Rick cocked his hip as he listened to Sasha talk, one hand resting on the jut of hip, long fingers pointing inward in an unconscious gesture.
Daryl released his lip and ran his tongue over the abused flesh. He felt hot, his skin prickling with heat and he felt like his eyes had laser focus, capable of burning through anything if he wasn’t careful.
It had all started with a single, jarring thought:I bet Rick has a big dick.
Now, Daryl had a problem.
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- Part 7 of Rias 2016 Bingo Challenge works
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16 Aug 2023
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House needs a psych eval. Surprisingly, no one dies.
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- Part 1 of Plucked Strings
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12 Jun 2023
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The thing that looked like Nacho was riddled with bullet holes. Moonlight filtered through them, dappling Lalo's chest and the concrete walls of the sewer in silvery light. Lalo had been seeing it for quite some time, but getting used to such a thing didn't seem possible.
It was small, only as tall as Nacho had been, and it was shrinking all the time, ashen skin drawing tight around its bones as it rotted. It said, its voice thick with dirt and blood and regret, "I know you miss me."
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21 Apr 2023