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dixonzzgirl · 3 days

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ok sorry but i can see daryl pissing you off for the first time and just not having a clue what to do so he RELUCTANTLY goes to carol for advice

but she wouldn't give him any and would assure him that he knows you better than he thinks and that he can resolve it on his own

i can just see the poor man being so shy and worried about doing or saying the wrong thing and making you MORE upset 😭 i think conflicts would be a hard thing for him to approach with a partner at first

ugh this is actually so sad because his anxiety would stem from him never getting an apology from anyone in his life. y'all think his deadbeat ass father ever apologized for the things he put daryl, merle or his wife through? i don't. do you think merle ever apologized for all of the times he'd torment daryl to make him more 'manly'? not a chance. he's never received an apology, so he wouldn't even know where to start when it came to giving one. he'd get sick over it because he wants you to know how sorry he feels for upsetting you. every time he closes his eyes, all he can see is the way your expression fell when he spoke those harsh words, the hurt on your face.

eventually he'd gather up the courage to find you and make things right. he'd fidget with his hands, shift his weight from one foot to the other, and feel like he's gonna throw all at once. his bottom lip would curve downwards in a frown as he spoke. " 'm sorry.. 'bout what i said earlier. i didn't mean it." it wouldn't be extravagant, but it was enough. the moment you forgive him, he'd feel the weight of the world lift off of his shoulders. suddenly he didn't feel so sick anymore, but he was slightly confused. he was preparing for the worst, preparing for you to end things. why would you stay with someone who says such mean things like that? why would you stay with someone like him? because you knew who he was, not who he pretended to be, but who he truly was. you knew that his hard exterior was a deception. you knew daryl cared. you knew how deeply he felt things.

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dixonzzgirl · 11 days

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i wanna lay my head on his chest and rub his tummy until he falls asleep.

#daryl; my love

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dixonzzgirl · 17 days

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my sweet boy </3

Every time Daryl mentions something about his childhood, I want to hold him against my chest and rock him until he falls asleep.

like what do you mean you run to the river by your house to avoid your dad? What do you mean Merle makes you sell your blood??? Every detail he gives is just as horrible as the last.

God, he's so strong for putting up with all that shit. I wish he knew how strong he is. Sometimes a man just needs to be held tight and listen to words of affirmation.

#daryl; my love

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dixonzzgirl · 22 days

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us bc there's no way I'm letting him go after Rick without me

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dixonzzgirl · 1 month

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fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck

Imagine an overstimulated Daryl during a blow job. How his body shakes with his orgasm, his cum dripping down the back of your throat. How, when he’s coming down from his orgasm and his dick is sensitive you suck down on it again, licking the tip, lapping up the droplets. His body shakes again, his hands reaching out to you.

“Fuck, YN.” He whimpers, soft moans escaping.

And afterwards he just collapses, completely spent.

#fuck #daryl; my love

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dixonzzgirl · 2 months

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@staff THIS IS NOT OKAY!!! I'M SO ANGRY!!! this account has been PLAGIARIZING other content creators!!! i have reported and blocked both of their accounts, and i urge you all to do the same. we just cannot let something like this continue! i do not encourage anyone to spread hate to this person, however, please please please do not turn a blind eye. we all work so hard on our content. they're extensions of our hearts and pieces of our minds, written out for others to indulge and enjoy. DO BETTER!!!

Daryl Dixon - Protective

Originally posted by nvgi

Daryl Dixon x fem!listener

warnings: language, violence and Gregory being a pervert, minor spoilers for season 6 about Gregory and Hilltop

Era/Season - Season 6 (Hilltop, Pre-Negan Alexandria)

WC: 1,424

Summary: Daryl has always been very protective of you when it comes to everything that you’ve been through together whether it be when dealing with walkers or even other people. When it comes to other men flirting with you though, it’s whole different story.

“(Y/N).” Rick calls out gently as he walks out of the bedroom Gregory, the leader of Hilltop is currently in, recovering from the stab wound he had sustained earlier in the day, causing you to turn to him as he walks up to you and Daryl. “Gregory wants to talk to you,”

Your body stiffens up at that. “Me?”

“Mhm,” Rick hums with a nod.

You shake your head at the thought of Gregory wanting to talk to you.

Why would he want to talk to you?

Surely, it’s not to convince him to let you and the others get supplies from Hilltop for Alexandria.

“What about Maggie?” you ask.

“He did want to talk to Maggie, but since she and Glenn are busy with the doctor about the baby, he asked for you instead.” Rick replies.

“…but why?” you wonder.

Beside you, Daryl tenses up as he stops chewing at the side of his thumbnail. “I got a hunch as to why…”

“He didn’t tell me the reason. He just asked for you. That’s all I know.” Rick says. “Will you go in and talk to him? We need this to work out.”

You know that he’s right.

With everything that’s been going on in Alexandria and not finding anything in the local area around Alexandria for supplies, you need this deal with Hilltop to work.

And the only way to do it (apparently) is to talk to Gregory.

You sigh with a nod as you look at Rick after thinking it over. “Alright. I’ll go in and see what he wants.”

“‘M comin’ with ya.” Daryl rumbles next to you.

“You can try.” you nod, knowing that he’s uneasy about you going in to talk to Gregory alone.

You and Daryl have known each other for a very long time, since before the world went to shit. And ever since you were kids, he’s been protective of you since you were his only true friend.

Now that you’re his girlfriend of 6 years, he’s even more protective of you.

Whether it be when fighting walkers or other people, he’s protective of you and you know that he always will be no matter how many times you prove to him that you can take care of yourself.

One thing that he’s really protective over you about is when other men flirt with you, so you can see why he wanted to accompany you while you talk to Gregory about the deal.

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After telling Rick that you’d tell him about what Gregory talks to you about, you push inside the stately bedroom, Daryl on your heels like a dog that’s protective of its owner.

“Ah—” Gregory speaks up, causing you to look over at him as he looks at Daryl in surprise as he steps into the room. “I just want to talk to (Y/N). Alone.” he states while glancing from you to Daryl.

“Anythin’ ya gotta say to her, ya can say in front of me.” Daryl growls, all the while trying to charge at Gregory, who’s eyes widen in fright.

“Daryl stop.” you say as you put a hand on his shoulder, stopping him from attacking Gregory.

He glances back at you, his blue eyes softening just slightly at the sight of you.

“It’s okay. I’ve got it.” you reassure him.

As you say this, Daryl chews on his bottom lip, clearly not really wanting to leave you alone with Gregory.

“Okay.” he concedes with a nod.

“I’ll be right outside, okay?” he asks you before looking at Gregory pointedly.

“Okay.” you nod, giving him a small smile as he turns to look at you for a second before leaving the room and quietly shutting the door behind him.

“So,” you begin as you turn at Gregory once the door closes behind Daryl, leaving you alone in the room with him. “What did you want to see me about?”

“Well,” Gregory begins. “I think we can come to a better arrangement for both parties.”

“How’s that?” you question, wondering as to what he’s getting at.

“Well Margaret—”

“—It’s Maggie,” you interrupt while crossing your arms over your chest. “not Margaret.”

“Right—yes. Well, when I spoke to her earlier, she obviously wasn’t interested in staying here in Hilltop, what with having a husband and all,” he says dismissively, “so I thought I would extend the invitation to you.”

Just hearing him say that, you don’t like where this was going.

“What invitation?” you ask him cautiously.

“Well, I uh— I can send your group back to Alexandria with more food, more supplies, and in return you stay here and…” he starts while vaguely waving a hand around. “help with the day to day, keep me company.”

You tense up when he says that.

Now you really don’t like where this is going.

“I won’t pretend I haven’t noticed that you’re a beautiful woman.”

“Let me stop you right there—” you hiss through gritted teeth, but he continues anyway.

“And if you agree, I can make it worth your while. You and your group. I can arrange to have more supplies sent, more livestock. That’s a good deal, isn’t it? Have your people taken care of? And… I can promise that you’ll be taken care of-”

And that was the final straw.

The straw that broke the camel’s back as it were.

With no hesitation whatsoever, you haul your fist back and punch Gregory square in the face. HARD.

“You fucking bastard!” you growl out through gritted teeth as he lets out a wild cry of pain as blood begins to pour down his face from his nose.

“Did you try the same lines on Maggie?! Huh?!” you shout as the door to the room bursts open by Daryl rushing in, pure rage in his blue eyes. “And the people in my group aren’t just people in my ‘group’. They’re my family! And you know what Gregory, it’s gonna take a helluva lot more than some supplies to make me leave them!” You shout angrily.

“What the fuck do I look like huh?! You think you can bribe me to stay here with you over them?!”

That’s when you lunge at Gregory in pure anger. “You fucking piece of sh—”

Gregory cowers as you rush over to the side of the bed, ready to lunge at him.

Luckily for him though, Daryl stops you from jumping on top of him as he loops a strong arm around your waist so that he’s holding you back. “Whoa, whoa! Hold up!” he says as he pulls you away from the bed so that Gregory is out of your reach.

“Ya got him good enough. C’mon,” he tells you in a low voice as he drags you out into the hallway, away from Gregory.

—

“What the hell happened in there?” Daryl asks when the 2 of you get to the end of the hallway.

You gulp, still trying to get control of your anger. “He—he fucking—he thought I’d stay with him and ‘keep him company’ if he threw in some more supplies for Alexandria!”

Daryl lets you go at that, his blue eyes burning with anger as they move down the hallway to the door to Gregory’s bedroom. “He what now?”

“I’mma kill him.” he growls as he starts making a move to go towards the bedroom Gregory’s in.

“Daryl no!” you say as you grab his arm, holding him back, keeping him from charging in there and beating Gregory to a bloody pulp.

“Daryl, let’s just—let’s go.” you urge as you step in front of him so that he’s looking down at you and not the door to Gregory’s room. “I already broke his nose so there’s no point in doing anything else to him.”

As you say this you can see the fury in his blue eyes hasn’t dissipated so you know he still wants to kill Gregory for saying what he had to you just mere minutes ago.

“If he says one more word to ya, I’m gonna—”

You cut him off. “I know, and he won’t.”

“Trust me,” you sigh as you take his hand in yours. “I won’t even let him get close enough for that.”

“Alrigh’” Daryl nods. “I trust ya”

“Good.” you smile before pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“Now, come on. Let’s go get some air, okay?” you ask while starting to lead him out of the mansion so that you can get some air and not be in the same building as Gregory.

#plagiarism #plagiarizing #tumblr staff

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dixonzzgirl · 2 months

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beautiful.

Comforting Daryl Dixon after a nightmare ˖ . ݁ ☾ . ݁₊

daryl dixon x reader moodboard and blurb

words: 641

warnings: mentions of nightmares (no description)

a/n: this is the first piece of writing I’ve put out pls be kind <3

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The moon was casting a soft glow through the windows onto the bed, you watched it aimlessly waiting for sleep to finally take over. You lay your head back onto Daryl’s chest, his warmth radiating like a furnace.

His arm that was tucked under your shoulder blades started to tense up. The pumping of his heart beat was steadily increasing as you hear his breathing change, slowly getting more erratic followed by a slight whimper escaping his lips. It had happened before, but not for a couple years.

At the beginning of your relationship he was riddled with nightmares, waking up sweating bullets in the tent at the farm. He was embarrassed the first couple times it had happened, he would apologize for waking you, acting like he didn’t need the comfort. He would try to hide his face and go back to sleep, or he would end up leaving the tent after it happened and go for a hunt.

You soon chipped through that and he discovered how much he loved your comfort. He felt safe and loved when you’d caress his cheeks, slowly waking him from the terrors. The nightmares slowed as years went on, but when they did occur, you were there to bring him back to safety in your arms.

You slide your hand into his, softly rubbing his calloused fingers. Another whimper leaves his mouth, his chest heaving faster. He flips his head to the side a couple times before slowly opening his eyes. There was a glossy sheen to his eyes as he turned to you, breaking your heart. He looked at you with a tired, blank expression, almost scared.

You rub his hand for a moment, giving him a second to calm his breathing. His arm softened under your body, sinking into the bed but still keeping his grip on you. He needed to feel you, to find that comfort he knows and loves.

You sit up more, still holding his hand, and reach to your bedside table where you keep a glass of water. You help him sit up, making sure he doesn’t choke, and watch him hold the water in his mouth for a moment before swallowing. His eyes fall shut for a moment as he sips, letting his face relax.

You run a hand through his hair, rubbing it away from his face before kissing his cheek. You hated seeing him flustered and scared like that, you just wanted him to feel safe.

You put the glass back on the bedside table before giving him all your attention. You see his glossy eyes, and the small shine of a tear under them. You delicately hold his cheek and wipe the tear with your thumb, noticing the smoothing of his tense muscles. He leans into your hand, almost like a puppy getting scratches.

“It’s okay.” You whisper to him and lay back onto the pillows.

You bring him down with you, slowly and gently pulling his head to your chest. He snuggles into your chest, his head resting on your breasts, his favorite pillow. You hold him, caressing his cheek slowly as his arm reaches up and wraps around your midsection, trying to get closer.

You kiss the top of his hair, and he reacts, lifting his head to look up at you with those sleepy blue eyes. You continue to rub his head as he looks up at you, just watching you care for him, watching you love him.

“I love you.” He rasps out

“I love you too baby.” You respond, continuing to hold him close as he lays his head back down, feeling the safest in your arms.

a/n: I am not a writer lol, and most of what I write is for my own consumption, but I enjoyed this little daydream and wanted to try something different

also!!! Let me know if you guys prefer the moodboards that are set up like the basic 9 squares or ones like this one where it’s a little mix matched?? I did the last one in this same style and I think it works for some moodboards but not all. Lmk what you guys prefer pls and thank you 🕷️✨

#daryl; my love

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dixonzzgirl · 2 months

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18+, mdni, gn!reader

thinking about how daryl most definitely chews on his thumb while you give him head.

in the beginning of your relationship, it’s a sort of coping mechanism (we all know daryl and his oral fixations), while he’s absolutely not complaining, and your work on him is borderline coma inducing it’s so good, he can’t help but feel squeamish. not knowing what to do with his hands, or his face, or literally any part of his body. nobody has given him such attention before, focused on him and only his pleasure.

and believe him, he’s told you countless times you didn’t have too only to receive the same, “but D, I want too,” and how was he suppose to argue against that?

as your relationship proceeded, he learned and adjusted to the attention. learned you liked when he guided you, so he’d ever so often run his hands through your hair, helping you take him. but still, sometimes that was too much, felt too greedy of him. and he’d resort back to biting his thumb, muffling his quiet moans to “mmm’s” as he chewed at the skin around his nail.

and every once in a blue moon, when he was particularly needy and uninhibited, he’d grab your thumb, or your fingers, needing to taste some part of you and let you know how good you made him feel. he’d suck, and kiss, and bite when you dragged your tongue over his sensitive tip, his hips jolting responsively making you choke on him slightly. if he noticed, which he always did, he’d make it up to you after, showering you with kisses on your cheeks and neck, even when you told him you didn’t mind it. that you liked it and secretly wished he’d do it more, let his pleasure take over. but either way, you were overjoyed with anything you got, wanting to make him feel good in whatever way he was comfortable with.

now that isn’t to say he doesn’t let loose in other ways. when he’s inside you, that’s a different story. he feels the way his rough movements make you clench and spasm around him. he can feel your breath on him, mixing with his own to only encourage him more. it was different when your pleasure was simultaneous and he didn’t have to think as much. could just get lost in the rhythm you both created.

i do believe over time he’d also learn to use his words in such scenerios, muttering and groaning a quiet praise every here and there whether you were underneath him or going down on him. more often the latter, as he felt he needed to contribute something. “that’s it baby, feels so good,” “doin’ such a good job.”

and let’s be 100% real, he returns the favour every single time. or more real, he actually goes down first and still thinks he needs to return your returned favour.

neither of you are complaining though.

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a/n: this strayed so far from him just chewing on his thumb bye i get distracted easily

#daryl; my love

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dixonzzgirl · 2 months

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No because I’m always thinking about what Daryl’s like when he’s in love. But like, the softness of it and how he’s most likely never really had that before so as soon as he does��it’s the most wholesome thing.

Also can we agree that this man would always have his eyes fixated on his partner 😭 like…FOLLOWING THEIR EVERY MOVE BECAUSE WATCHING THEM EXIST IS SO!!!!!!!

Don’t get me started anon omg.

(Darylxfemale reader)

No because it actually breaks my heart to think that Daryl just simply wouldn’t understand why his partner loves him at first like, he knows you say it and whatever but he genuinely cannot get his head around the fact that this person LOVES him.

I feel like he’s definitely a little uncomfortable about it for a while, this doesn’t mean he doesn’t like the affection and attention he’s just not used to it but… god, him getting attention from someone that beautiful would have him blushing all the time, he’d get so shy.

He definitely had his eyes on you for a real long time before anything happened but he’d never admit it, especially because he’d never be the one making the first move.

He’d show his love for you in shy ways, coming back from runs with small gifts for you, stand in front of you, looking down and shifting his feet nervously. “Uh… gotcha this when I was out there… dunno… seemed like a you thing I guess…” he’d quickly put whatever the thing is in your grasp as if it was burning him.

But he’d get more comfortable after a while, letting his eyes linger on you, not hiding his gaze. He loves admiring you any chance he gets… and everyone can tell.

HES THE MOST GENTLE LOVER!! I know a lot of people write him as dominant and rough and each to their own but I can just never imagine it. He’s so gentle, handling you like you’re made of glass, he whispers sweet things to you when making love and he brushes your hair out your face.

He leaves notes when he goes out on runs. He does it every time but he writes a little more if he left early without seeing you.

“Out with Aaron. Be back when the suns high. Make sure you eat. Love you angel girl.”

(He’d obviously not write with correct grammar)

He’d come back when the suns high, like he said and he’d gently tell you off if you hadn’t eaten yet. He’d tell you about what he found or if he didn’t find anything. If it was a bad run, you’d know because he’d squeeze your hands when holding them, something he does subconsciously sometimes when he’s in need of comfort, even if he doesn’t know it himself.

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This is way longer than I meant it to be I kinda got carried away but yeah, I love this and ily Anon for sending me this! ❤️

#daryl; my love

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dixonzzgirl · 2 months

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in light of your recent ask about Daryl and impact play, i wanted to mention that i don’t think Daryl would be into degrading you either. you’re the love of his life, i just don’t see him to be the type to call his s/o a whore, slut, etc. I think he’d be pretty vanilla tbh. he’s been through a lot, i don’t think he’d want sex to be anything but pleasurable, he wouldn’t want to run the risk of accidentally hurting you

THIS!!!! no degrading whatsoever. you're literally the most softest, sweetest thing to him. he'd never put you down like that, even if you asked for it.

i really don't think daryl talks that much during sex either. he's just focusing on you and your pleasure. i think there's a lot of cursing under his breath, especially when he first pushes himself inside of you or he's nearing his high. like a quiet, but guttural "fuck-" speaking of reaching his high, daryl will never cum before you. he makes it his goal to make you cum at least once or twice before he even thinks about it. a true gentleman. you have him wrapped so tight around your finger.

he loves missionary. it's his favorite because he gets to see your face scrunch up in pleasure and your eyes glaze over with ecstasy. that's what fuels the burning fire in his belly, seeing you in your most vulnerable state, giving your body to him and him alone. it's also easy for him to hide his face in the crook of your neck when he starts to get close. he does this because he gets embarrassed at how worked up he is. you fucking love it though because you get to feel his hot breath against your neck and hear his desperate gasps in your ear. ARRRGGGHHH!!!!!!

also imagine riding him and he goes, "atta, girl." or "shit- just like that."

one of my favorite things to think about is daryl getting so excited/overwhelmed in bed that he bites your shoulder or neck. obviously not enough to hurt you, just enough to leave those pretty little teeth marks in your skin– this goes along with his marking kink. he loves to litter your chest, neck, and jaw with purple little love bites for everyone to see.

a/n: send in some of your thoughts about daryl! unfortunately, i'm not really a long fic kinda girl. i just like to write drabbles and head canons :)

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dixonzzgirl · 2 months

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Everyone disagrees with me but I just know Daryl would have a heart attack if his partner asked him to smack them in bed. Poor guy would be like, "Fuck's wrong with you? I ain't hittin' you." And would be pissed off for days thinking about it.

Maybe he would come around on the idea eventually after realizing it's something that they wanted and trusted him with, but it would take a long time.

i will die on this hill. daryl would NEVER be into impact play EVER. if you asked him to do it, he would be angry at you for a while– rightfully so. personally, if you could ask him to do something like that, you don’t know a single fucking thing about who he is. he grew up with an extremely abusive father, so you asking him to do that to you makes him feel sick to his stomach. i don’t even picture him spanking his s/o because he thinks it’s disrespectful. same with spitting and cumming on their face. ass grabbing is fine though. he loves your ass, but i head canon him mainly as a boob guy... he would never, ever come around to the idea of hurting you.

you are his most prized possession, his prettiest jewel, his ray of fucking sunshine. he would never hurt you.

this is not directed at whoever asked this by the way! i’m so passionate about this because i see fics where people make him extremely aggressive and degrading in bed and that’s not him at all in my eyes. i can see him being okay with placing his hand on your throat. not choking you at all, just the tiniest bit of pressure to ground you, and you would have to initiate it or tell him it's okay.

if you write daryl this way, that's fine! its just not for me and its not how i see him. we're all allowed to interpret him and his character differently. this is just my opinion :)

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dixonzzgirl · 2 months

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ugh, i love him so much. my sweet mama’s boy.

I often think about Daryl from when he was a kid. One of the main thoughts I have about him from then is how badly he wanted to grow his hair out to how it is now but Will would never let him. The longest it ever got was probably how it was at early prison-era length. Will would notice his hair getting too long and yell at him, forcing him to get it cut by his mom.

It hurts to think about the sweet little boy, holding back tears sitting in his mom's lap as she starts cutting his hair. I like to think his mom was kind though, he had at least one loving parent before she passed. She'd cup his face in her hands and promise him that it'll always grow back as he lets a few loose tears fall. He could never cry around Will but with his mom, he could if he needed to.

Around the Whisperers era, you're about to cook dinner when you tell him he needs a haircut and he practically panicked inside thinking you didn't like his hair long anymore, he thought you loved his hair from how you would comment on how you loved how it grew out over the years. You'd notice that pause within him and state, “Not a haircut, just a trim. Wanna be able to see your pretty eyes, baby.”. He'd show a soft smile and agree.

You'd pull out a chair for him to sit down on as you go and grab a handheld mirror and some scissors. You'd come back into the kitchen and situate yourself on his lap and show him exactly where you're going to trim the length to in the mirror. He'd wrap his arms tight around your waist as you got to work just trimming the ends.

When you were done you'd set down the scissors and cup his cheek in your hand, wipe away the few hairs that fell on his face, and hold up the mirror to him in your other hand. He'd say it looked good and as you set the mirror down and begin to pull yourself up off his lap he'd pull you tighter against him.

He'd begin by now cupping your face in his hands and kissing you. He'd trail his kisses down your cheek and jaw, peppering them down along your neck. He'd slowly pick you up to make sure you have your legs wrapped tight around him as he makes sure as well that he has his arms wrapped tight around you.

He'd carry you to your bedroom as you bury your face in the crook of his neck. He needed to show you his gratitude somehow. It was gonna be a long night of him showing you how much he loved you, how much he appreciated the tender love and care you showed him.

#im sobbing rn #daryl; my love

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dixonzzgirl · 2 months

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DARYL DIXON IS A MUNCH. PUSSY IS HIS FAVORITE MEAL.

ORAL FIXATION ORAL FIXATION ORAL FIXATION

daryl is always chewing on something: whether its the inside of his cheek, his bottom lip, his fingernails, the skin around his fingernails, i'm pretty sure at one point he's been seen chewing on a piece of grass or straw– this might be a hallucination. i'll try to find the episode sometime, but yes. you are so right. daryl dixon eats pussy like it's his job. every time he eats you out, he cums completely untouched. the first time it ever happened, he was so fucking embarrassed and he literally wanted to disappear, but you didn't care. you pretended not to notice for his sake and he appreciated that.

he wants your pussy first thing in the morning, again as a midday release, again right before bed, and then again in the middle of the night when he wakes up all hot and bothered. your pleasure is everything to him and he could care less if you went down on him tbh. don't get me wrong though, he literally sees god when you suck him off. he also loves how you make him feel desirable. he gets all flustered, but he loves it. i just think he prefers going down on you.

this ask is insane because i had the most vivid daydream the other day in class where i was sitting on the edge of my bed with daryl knelt in front of me and his head between my legs. i had my right leg thrown over his shoulder, as he kneaded at the flesh of my thigh. his other hand pushed my left leg out, so i was completely spread open for him. i could fucking feel him shoving his face deeper and deeper inside my pussy. the noises he was making, jesus christ. at one point it got to be so much for me and i tried to push him away with my fingers tangled in the hair on top of his head. he tightened his grip and pushed in further. and his nose... don't even get me fucking started on his nose. his beautiful, beautiful nose.

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dixonzzgirl · 2 months

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I KNOW I USED THE WORD "MOMMY" IN ONE OF MY LAST POSTS, BUT I DO NOT THINK DARYL HAS A MOMMY KINK. i know in my soul that he can be submissive and very vulnerable at times, but i cannot see him saying mommy 😭 i was just horny 😁

if you write daryl with a mommy kink, i will still eat that shit up. that's just not how want to write him!

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dixonzzgirl · 2 months

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daryl would love being read to after waking up from a nightmare :(((( he feels so safe by his s/o’s side, so just being near them and hearing their voice, lulling him back to sleep is enough for him to be content.

thinking about Daryl Dixon dating a book worm girly . . . they would meet on the Greene farm. She was a good friend of Hershel’s son Shawn, and stayed and lived with the family when the outbreak started. She would spend most of her time with Hershel and Beth or with her face in a book . . . she would like to be alone a lot, having her own spot on the farm away from the house where she could peacefully read and not have to worry about interacting with anyone, a spot that used to be her and Shawn’s . . . also a spot where Daryl decides to set up his own small camp away from everyone . . . well everyone but her. He would be hesitant at first to approach her when he gets back from another search for Sofia, seeing her leaning up against a tree with a thick book in her lap. He’d seen her around a few times in the short amount of time he’s been at the farm, only with Beth or Hershel. He’d ask her what she wants, assuming that she was waiting for him. She’d apologize, saying that she just wanted to be away from everyone, and surprising the both of them he said with a grunt she could stay as long as she didn’t touch his shit or start reading aloud. And for the first time he sees a small smile on her lips . . . but it was quickly covered when she lifted her book up from her lap.

Time-skip to after the farm falls and before they find the prison. They would become closer . . . well as close as two antisocial and closed off people could get. It was more like they found comfort in each other’s silent presence. She was so good at being quiet and finding her way around in the woods that she would often join daryl tracking/hunting. The first time daryl sees her smile since the farm is when he gives her a book he found in the trunk of an abandoned car. Since she couldn’t carry a bunch of books since they were traveling, every time she was done with a book he’d try and search for another to switch it with . . . would let her quietly mumble about the book she was reading when she couldn’t sleep and he was on watch. Would walk next to her as she walks n reads, making sure she wouldn’t trip.

When they make it to the prison, he’d bring her back multiple books whenever he goes out looking for supplies, and over time the small desk she had in her cell was cluttered with books . . . all from daryl. He would let her ramble about her books whenever they were on watch in the watch tower, him standing up and looking out while she comfortably sat on the floor with her book. He’d realize his feelings for her at the strange and unfamiliar feeling he felt in his chest as he watched her read a book to Carl and Beth who was holding Judith.

Time-skip to when they are now together, he would come back late from his shift at the look out tower in the prison and would check on her in there cell, expecting to see her sleeping since it was late . . . Instead she was curled up in her bed, technically now there bed, reading with a lit candle next to her. Not wanting to sleep without him by her side . . . and wanting to also finish another chapter. Whenever daryl would wake up from a nightmare she would quietly read to him, taking him out of his tortured mind and into the lovely world of her book. Whenever she was too focused on a book he’d surprise her with a kiss on her cheek or lips . . . completely stealing her attention. All she would have to do is bat her eyelashes and say please and daryl would fold . . . reading to her when she’s to tired to read herself, she feels so safe and warm when she’s in his arms as she listens to him read to her . . . he always kisses her forehead when he notices she fell asleep, tucking her bookmark a few pages back, knowing that she probably wouldn’t remember the last few pages he read to her.

˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( take this as my application to write for twd !!! I wrote this in 20 minutes at 1am, soo it’s probably not the best I just couldn’t sleep without getting this written down. Please let me know if I should continue writing for twd . . . I’m currently rewatching the show and my love for daryl just grows stronger !!! Again please let me know what you guys think, don’t be a silent reader <333 )

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daryl being a post-orgasm crier. like he’s sooo overwhelmed with pleasure and he just can’t help himself. the comfort i’d give him omfg…

Now THIS is something I’ve thought about before 😻 I feel like this would apply to season2 Daryl who just gets so aroused and needy when he’s about to cum he doesn’t know what to do with himself (dear god someone help this man)

Like he’d go braindead, practically start humping his cock into you from how fucking good he feels. All his gasps and whimpers have you throbbing around him, only adding fuel to the fire burning in his gut.

The closer he gets to cumming, the more his body starts to take control, gripping your waist a little too hard as he pulls you back to meet his messy but deep thrusts, drooling against your shoulder as he babbled how “Mommy feels so good, so fuckin good- m’gonna cum so deep in ‘er” His eyes filling with tears even as they roll far into the back of his head. When you pull him in for sweet, deep kiss, he’s so far gone that it sends him off the rails, sobbing and whining against your lips as his hips erratically stutter, orgasm crashing into him so hard he wants to scream.

His body would be so overcome and heavy with pleasure that he’d simply collapse on top of you, pulling his sensitive cock out as he panted against your collar, hands no longer digging into your flesh but rather stroking it under his fingers. You comb your fingers through the damp hair sticking to his forehead, bringing them down and brushing away any stray tears, leaning down and softly kissing his sweaty forehead.

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Okay but tell me Daryl wouldn’t secretly love forehead kisses?? Each time you reach up and place a gentle kiss to his temple, it lingers on his skin for hours and leaves him wanting more, not that he’d ask again cause how weird is that to ask your partner to kiss your forehead countless times? (someone please help him out guys)

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dixonzzgirl · 2 months

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Thinking about an angry Daryl.

He’d Gone all his life feeling like a side character, bouncing from place to place with no real goals or accomplishments. He’d never allowed himself to truly feel love until you shove your way into his heart.

He’s protective, of course he is— he doesn’t want to lose you. He can’t lose you.

You want independence, you want to go on runs and help as much as you can— you don’t just want to survive, you want to live. But that simple fact is so hard for Daryl to accept.

He wants you to be happy, he wants you to do whatever you want— but only to a fault. Tomorrow is never guaranteed for anyone anymore.

You’ll argue and scream at each other, he’ll plant his feet on the ground and hold you to him, refusing to let you out of his grasp as unshed tears burn his eyes from the inside out.

He’ll accuse you of trying to die. Pacing around whatever room or area you find yourselves in, ripping his hands through his unwashed hair, pulling at the strands.

Learning to take things in stride, to trust your ability to protect yourself, it’ll take time. After learning how good life can feel with you in it, he isn’t sure if he could live if you were gone.

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