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ihaveabuckyproblem · 1 year
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My Woman | D.D.
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Summary: Everyone knew that you and Daryl were together. That doesn’t stop the new group member from shooting his shot, maybe a little too aggressively, and Daryl isn’t happy about it.
Warnings: protective!Daryl, fem reader, swearing, threats, angst, unwanted touching, suggestive talk at the end, etc.
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No one thinks that they’ll find love at the end of the world. Especially Daryl Dixon, of all people. That is… until you.
Daryl was a hard shell of a man with a heart bigger than anyone you had ever met. The day Michonne and Maggie came back from a supply run with another figure behind them, everyone was surprised. No one had been brought back to Alexandria in so long. This resulted in people concluding that they were the only people left in the area.
Daryl was the one to open the gate to allow the three women back into the gated community. Besides from Michonne and Maggie, Daryl was the first member of the community you laid your eyes on. He scared you, he scared you for a long time. There was a while after settling into your new home that you were scared to leave your home. You had lost everything and everyone- you had been alone for so long. It was almost as if you didn’t know how to be apart of a group anymore.
Looking back on those memories now still makes you laugh to this day. To say you’ve grown as a person is an understatement- you changed. You weren’t a scared woman anymore who couldn’t even make eye contact. You were better, healthier, and bolder.
You were officially introduced to Daryl through Rick. Daryl didn’t say much, simply grunted as an acknowledgement to your greeting. It pained you- you knew everyone saw you as weak. But, despite the bad first impression, something about you sparked Daryl’s interest.
So, he started coming around more. Some days he would even sit on the porch with you and talk about the past. He found himself opening up to you about things he hadn’t even told Carol, and you soon understood his rough exterior.
Now, 2 years later, that same man allows you to put his hair in a ponytail and loves to make you breakfast. No one would have expected Daryl to be this soft for a person, but he was for you. He loved you more than he ever remembered loving anyone.
“He’s starin’ again.”
Daryl’s gruff voice brought you out of your thoughts. You weren’t sure as to what he was talking about.
The small fire you and the group were sitting around illuminated the features of everyone around you. You looked up, trying to see who Daryl was talking about, only to immediately lock eyes with Tyler. You instantly regretted ever looking.
You looked away fast. Daryl’s hands tightened around your waist- he was burning holes in Tyler’s direction. The two didn’t like each other for two simple reasons: Daryl had you, and Tyler wanted you.
It was uncomfortable to be under another male gaze. It made you shiver in your skin and adjust yourself uncomfortably in Daryl’s lap.
“Leave it alone, Daryl.” You whispered softly to him, placing your hand over his. Daryl was tense, that’s for sure. Tyler had stopped looking after noticing Daryl shooting daggers in his direction.
“Nah, he’s gon’ learn.” Daryl speaks, finally tearing his eyes away from the younger male and looking at you. You were only inches from Daryl’s face, locking eyes with him through his bangs. You couldn’t help the smile that crawled into your lips.
“You’ve got me, baby. He’s nothing,” you reassured knowing that was what Daryl needed. Tyler glanced over at the couple and grimaced, not liking how close they were.
“Damn right,”
You giggled and placed a soft, quick kiss on his forehead. Daryl leaned into it, grunting.
The night drew on, everyone sitting and laughing around the fire as if there wasn’t a problem in the world. Daryl loosened up a bit after a while, soaking in your scent. He talked to Rick while you listened in and even added to the conversation here and there. You weren’t one for conversation, so they didn’t mind when you would speak up.
But, again, you felt eyes burning holes into your head. You knew you shouldn’t look, but you did anyway. Tyler’s eyes met yours when he noticed you looking, but he looked away quickly. You huffed in annoyance, not appreciating the extra attention.
“You alright?” Daryl questions, feeling your sigh. You were quick to plaster a smile on your face as if nothing had happened, standing up from his lap.
“Yes, everything’s fine.” You said softly to him, “It’s cold, I’m going to go grab a blanket real fast.”
You weren’t entirely lying. It was a chilly night and the fire wasn’t emitting as much heat as you liked. But, deep down, you really just needed break from Tyler’s gaze.
“Alright,” Daryl nodded, letting go of your hand. You smiled at him and made your way to the house which, thankfully, wasn’t far. Everyone was out by the fire so no one thought much of your absence.
It didn’t take you long for you to walk into the house and grab a blanket from off the couch. While you were in there, though, you went ahead and got a cup of water for your unusually dry throat.
Gulping down the refreshing liquid, you heard the front door open. You weren’t worried, though, figuring someone needed to use the bathroom.
When you didn’t hear the door close, though, you turned around. You were undeniably uneasy when you saw Tyler standing there, the front door slightly cracked behind him, hands in his pockets, rocking back and forth on his feet like he had something to say but didn’t know how to say it. You were confused, giving him a weird look as you placed your glass on the counter in-front of you.
“Um.. hey,” you spoke, obviously weirded out, “Do you need something?”
“I’m just trying to understand something..” Tyler starts to speak boldly, taking you by surprise how blunt he was being, “What do you see in him?”
You blinked and furrowed your eyebrows. Was he serious?
“Excuse me?” You scoffed, resting your hands on the counter.
“You know what I’m talking about, Y/N,” he said confidently, stepping closer, “The guy doesn’t even shower. What is so special about him?”
You didn’t appreciate your love for Daryl being questioned or your intentions.
“I’m not talking with you about this,” you speak quickly, grabbing the blanket you came for, “I don’t owe you shit.”
You went to walk past him, hoping he would catch the drift and drop it. Hopefully never even talk to you again. But, those dreams were shattered when he grabbed your wrist aggressively.
“Don’t walk away from me, Y/N.” He spoke lowly, it almost frightened you, “I think you’re trying to leave cause you know I’m right. He’s not good enough for you.”
“Tyler, if you don’t let me go, I’m going to break your arm.” You spat, not letting your nervousness get the best of you. He only tightened his grip, looking between you and his hand on your wrist, almost debating what he wanted to do.
“She said let go, you hard of hearin’?”
Daryl. He had seen it all, standing outside the door listening before making his way into the house. He grew concerned when he saw Tyler get up and leave the fire and wanted to make sure you were okay. Clearly, his fears were justified.
Tyler’s eyes widened at the sight of Daryl. He immediately dropped your wrist, letting you go as if you were fire and had burned him. He started backing away, hands up in defense.
“W-We were just talking, man.” Tyler stuttered out nervously. Daryl looked at you and you gave him a look telling him how uncomfortable you were. He snaked his arm around your waist, pulling you into his side before looking back to Tyler.
“Tell ya what,” Daryl speaks, “If I ever find ya even talkin’ to her again, I’ll blow yer fuckin’ brains out.”
Tyler looked like he was ready to piss himself. He nodded in agreement aggressively, ready to leave the tense situation. But, as he went to leave the room, Daryl grabbed him by the arm.
“And if I ever see ya touch my woman again, I’ll make ya cry for yer mama before I let the walkers have ya.”
That was enough for Tyler. He bolted out the door, making you laugh. Daryl had an amused smirk on his face, knowing you got a kick out of that.
“My hero.” You joked, leaning up to catch Daryl’s lips in yours. He grunted against your kiss and held onto your hips, pulling you into his front. You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck.
Your hands tugged at his hair as he deepened the kiss, putting his hand on the small of your back to keep you upright and pressed against him.
Daryl felt his jeans tightening by the second, so he knew you could feel him hardening against you.
Pulling away, you smiled at him, biting your bottom lip.
“Wanna take this upstairs?” You suggested, bringing your hands to play with the hem of his shirt.
“Hell yea.”
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archerwithangelwings · 2 months
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He’s so fine
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reedusslut · 29 days
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(edited by me) Norm. Just norm. 🎀
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notrandtumblin · 2 months
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AMC Network TV Poll
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0aurelion-sol0 · 1 year
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The Walking Dead (2010-2022)
"We're the ones who live."
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clementineslawyer · 7 months
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( Season 3 ) Daryl Dixon icons
More twd icons on my account!
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lunasprivacy · 6 months
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I don’t give a fuck I’ll moan every time he’s on screen.
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swoulist · 5 months
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⋆。˚꩜ 𝑺𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑫 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 . . . rick may be cold and distant at times, but oh how he loves and appreciates you.
warnings: slightly heated kiss, but that’s about it!
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(era is around season six!)
You had been with your group for a while now. You met everyone back at the farm. Where you were seen in the woods by Dale. You were devastated when you saw him bitten by a walker. After all, if it wasn’t for him, you wouldn’t be with the people that you were so grateful to be with now. Everyday after that, you felt guilty about his death. Everyone else thought you would have needed space, but someone decided to ask how you had been holding up. The leader of that group, or at least who everyone listened to. Rick, Rick Grimes, you learned his name second after your wounds were treated. Though he was the one who was most skeptical of you, he talked to you the most.
You always felt you owed that to him, not only did he keep you and everyone safe, he always cared enough to ask about you. So, the day his wife died, you were there for him just as much. He was grateful to you for that. He was especially grateful that you gave some time for him to be alone when he asked you to. Though mainly, he was beholden with how much you showed concern and heed towards his children. You had also comforted Carl, his son, that day. Carl had always been fond of you, he liked spending time with you, when you let him be there in the kitchen while you cooked. You helped Beth and Maggie take care of Judith, his daughter, when she was born. You carried her, fed her, and played with her. You were never asked to do these things, but you wanted to. You’d even stay up with Rick sometimes to take care of Judith so he could sleep at least a little.
Rick could never actually repay you for how much you’ve always been a great friend and help to him. But he tries.
Now, you actually had a “home” to fully do what you wanted to, to help . . .
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You watched over the window, Carl giggling and laughing with Judith. Dinner had already been prepared with Carol’s help. You didn’t find taking care of them an issue or a chore. You didn’t feel liks you actually were forced to do it. You loved being with Carl and Judith. They had to have been the most kindest and good natured children you’ve seen. A part of you, deep down, wishes you could have done this in a normal world. You also felt it was wrong to think that, which is why you never told anyone that.
You felt a soft tap to your shoulder and you turned around. Rick, with a content expression behind you. “It smells good in the kitchen,” He chuckled, which you smiled at. “Thank you, I was just waiting for everyone to come and eat.” He nodded.
There was an awkward silence in the room, a tension if you will. Rick finally spoke. “You know, I’m really amazed by everything you do for me.” You tilted your head in a manner of confusion. “Oh Rick, it’s not a problem really,” He shook his head. “I truly am. Carl tells me everyday how great you are. He loves you.” Your face turned to a look of surprise. “You don’t need to over exaggerate.” You giggled, noticing Rick was slightly closer to you. “I do what I can.” You say, barely above a whisper. Rick was now looking down at you, your chest nearly pressed up against his. You were about to speak again, before you were caught off with Rick’s lips meeting yours.
Your eyes batted in surprise, but you didn’t pull away. You felt frozen just for a few seconds. You let your arms wrap around his neck, kissing him back. Your back was against the counter, he was about to hold your thighs to put you on top of it. Though that was interrupted by Carl barging into the room, you gasped quietly and pulled away. You slightly pushed Rick by his chest, making sure to not use any actual force. He has gotten the hint, stepping away and now only next to you. The room was silence as Carl looked at the two of you with suspicion. “Are you guys okay?” He asked with a raised eyebrow, Judith in his arms. You both nodded at the same time. “Of course, Carl, we’re just having a serious conversation. Do you mind go getting Judith’s small chair?”
He nodded slowly, still looking at the two of you as he walked away. You let out an exhale of relief. “That was..”
“Yeah..”
“I also..love you.”
You turned your head immediately to face Rick after he spoke. His hands were at his hips, nervously waiting for your reaction. “I love you too.”
“But I think, we should give this time before we tell him..” Rick nodded at your words, pressing a kiss to your cheek before walking away to help Carl with Judith. Did that really just happen? You thought to yourself. You weren’t complaining though.
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This was a request from my last post, hope this was what you meant, Peach! <3
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sunflowerpromesa · 1 year
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Forgot to mention that
I AM HAPPY JERRY SURVIVED
Him and Ezekiel = BEST BROS
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kaiiverse · 2 months
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My Babies!! 🫶🏼🤟🏼💞😭💘🥰
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asgardswinter · 6 months
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So is the walking dead fandom alive on here?😭 ive gotten obsessed with the shows again, but the fandom is dead everywhere
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zvdvdlvr · 1 year
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care (for you)
daryl dixon
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𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: "𝗂 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍. 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾"
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 𝗉𝖾𝗍 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 [ 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍, 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗇', 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒, 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 ], 𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗈𝗍𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, confessions!!!, possible ooc daryl? idk
𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒: 𝗌𝗁𝖾/𝗁𝖾𝗋
{🫐}
daryl was in the building for once. the exhausted man sat rigid on the thin jail beds with his head in his hands. between making runs, watching little ass-kicker, and keeping watch outside, there was little time for daryl to do much- let alone sleep.
"hey D," y/n greeted quietly. she leaned against the wall, holding little judith in her arms.
"hey darlin'. what's up?" he asked, voice hoarse.
the woman shrugged. "Ain't nothin' goin' on today that's remotely interesting... thought i'd... thought i'd come see how you're doin'," she explained. "know you Ain't gettin' sleep."
daryl furrowed his brows. "yes i am."
y/n scoffed and looked down at judith after she let out a little whimper. playing with judith's tiny fingers, y/n looked up. "you know, i chose to worry about you, sweetheart. please let me."
biting his lip, daryl patted the space next to him. when y/n sat down and adjusted judith, she looked expectantly at daryl. "you know... i ain't good with this... communication stuff, sweet girl- you outta know that- but i... i like it when you gimme that look of yers and just... you just..."
with a shy smile, y/n pressed on. "what do i do, daryl?"
daryl threw his head back. "fuck! you do that, sweetheart! you care about me! yeh go 'round with little ass-kicker in yer arms and you call rick on his bullshit and yeh get me off my high horse and- fuck! i love that! i love... you. i think. i know i love you... and i- shit- i think i could fall in love with you," daryl ranted, eyes frantically searching y/n's, hands twisting together.
after he finished, daryl looked down. "fuck... i- i ain't mean to say that. i'm sorry sweetheart.''
his heart cracked further at her silence. daryl never had exposed himself like that- voluntarily made himself so vulnerable. he didn't like that feeling. the feeling of suspension in the air after a big ass bomb is dropped and person A is worried person B will shatter their hope, shatter their soul. step on their body and crush their spirit. daryl spiraled. not often, but this was one of those moments.
but then his thoughts stopped as a hand turned his face. her warm, caring hand tilted his face to look at hers. "i know i love you too," she murmured.
flabberghasted, daryl felt his jaw loosen and eyes widened. he looked desperately between her lips and eyes, hoping she'd get the message and make a move. daryl couldn't overstep- couldn't make a wrong move now and scare her away. no, y/n meant too much to daryl, and if he scared her away, he couldn't live with himself.
"you gonna kiss me or not?"
daryl leaned foward and desperately grasped at y/n. their lips intertwined and their teeth knocked. little grunts fell from daryl's lips and synchronized flawless with y/n's quiet groans.
daryl's hands flew to y/n's neck. desperately holding on to her, as if she'd disappear if he looked away. this was too great: the 'i love you's, the hot and havy make out session, the quiet moaning.
an abrupt cry split the two apart.
"hey baby," y/n cooed, as if daryl's togue wasn't just down her throat. at her restless cry, y/n frowned. "i know, sweet heart. you're hungry, ain't'cha?"
daryl chuckled and let his hand move from y/n's neck to her lips. with his thumb, daryl brushed the plush part of her bottom lip and watched, starstruck, as y/n looked back up at him eith that beautiful smile. "i meant that, D," she spoke. after pressing a small kiss to his lips, y/n stood up. disregarding judith's fussy noises, y/n went on, "let me care for you. please."
and with that, daryl was suddenly left alone was his nasty thoughts and the memory of her lips on his.
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reedusslut · 21 days
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I cannot express how fucking bad I want scud to shotgun me while I ride him 😩🎀
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l0vergirlwrites · 11 months
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sweet morning ; rick grimes
warnings: fluff, established relationship, implied sexual acts & suggestiveness 🤭
also can we just appreciate this gif for a minute??!! andrew is absolute perfection
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warmth. comfort. gentle touches from your lover—that’s all you felt as your body began to wake up. you could feel rick’s fingers drag along your back, dancing along your freckles as his lips kissed your shoulder.
“wake up, sweetheart” rick drawled, his morning voice is full tune as he whispered against the shell of your ear.
you groaned at the thought of getting out of bed, so you stuffed your face into your pillow & murmured “five more minutes please”.
chuckling at your behaviour, rick continued to kiss your shea butter scented skin, his beard stubble making goosebumps rise along your arms at the tingling contact.
with his hand going to the swell of your bum to give it a squeeze, you huffed at the contact & started to laugh into the pillow until you peaked out from under your hair.
the blinds were still open from the previous day to allow the morning sun to cascade through the room, the warm golden hue brightening everything it touched—including rick’s bare chest.
raking a hand through your bedhead, rick smiled when he saw your face come out of hiding. “there ya are…. hey sunshine” he said with honey lacing his words as you rolled onto your back & pulled rick down to hover above.
“hi officer friendly” you greeted with a smile, biting your lip when you saw rick roll his eyes at the nickname.
“c’mere” he shook his head before giving you a proper kiss good morning, both of you not caring about morning breath as your lips perfectly interlocked with his.
rick’s hand slowly started moving south, automatically making you part your legs & arch your back for him, but you pulled away before getting carried away.
placing your hand ontop of his, you pulled away from the kiss & smirked. “getting carried away, aren’t you?” you teased, seeing his smug grin widen as he looked you up & down.
“can’t help it when you look at me like that…” rick bit his lip, hand cupping your hip as his thumb slipped underneath the band of your underwear, playing with the material teasingly.
you wish you could indulge, but you were still tired from the nights previous activities.
“oh shut up…” you pushed your hand against his chest, shyly laughing at how nervous he was making you feel.
“never” he teased back, pecking your lips a few times before ruffling your hair & getting out of the covers.
“no,” you groaned, “come back…” you pleaded as you slowly sat up against the head board, reaching a hand out for rick despite him already getting dressed for the day.
“gotta get the day started, y/n” he said while buttoning his jeans, glancing at you & catching the way you stared at him longingly.
“take a photo, it’ll last longer” he smirked while you rolled your eyes, covering your face with your hands before sulking out of bed, padding your way over to rick.
wrapping your arms around his shoulders his hands stopped buttoning his shirt to hold your hips, fingers raising the material of your sleep shirt like clockwork. “wait for me? hmm?” you asked, batting your eyelashes at him as you played with the hair on the nape of his neck.
“just ‘cause ya asked” he teased once more before pecking your forehead, patting your hips before letting you go so he could get back to getting dressed.
you grabbed your clothes from the dresser & moved to connected bathroom so you could brush your hair at the same time. with only bra & tight pants on, rick shamelessly eyed your figure from the door, your eyes connecting with his in the mirror “take a photo, it’ll last longer” you mocked him with a smile as he moved behind you, your back against his chest while he held your hips again.
“i already did” he whispered in your ear as he grabbed his watch off the counter in a swift move, feeling your elbow nudge his abdomen as a response.
once your sweater was on & your knives were strapped to your legs, just like always, you grabbed rick’s hand & interlocked your fingers while pulling him to the bedroom door.
“i’ll get breakfast, you get the kids?” you asked as rick secured his revolver in his holster, clicking the safety on for now. “sounds like a plan” he confirmed with a smile as your hands smoothed out his shirt, just like always.
“thank you sunshine” he said like it was routine.
you kissed him, patted his chest, & opened the bedroom door. “you’re welcome” you called out as you made your way downstairs while rick went to knock on carl’s door.
if every morning could be this sweet, rick would make it happen in a heartbeat.
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BDE 🔥🥵
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