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panic-in-the-multiverse · 10 months

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Reunion

Pairings: Daryl Dixon x teen!reader, Tyreese Williams x teen!reader, Carol Peletier x teen!reader, Judith Grimes x teen!reader (all platonic obviously)

Requested by Anonymous: when the prison fell you and Daryl got separated, this is how you meet up, based on this request

Warnings: mention of blood, fighting, mention killing walkers/zombies, killing people, Daryl hug (yes that’s a warning), knives, guns, mention of killing kids, Terminus, hopefully if you read this you’ve seen the episode and knows what it includes, but ya know typical twd stuff.

A/N did I accidentally write this way longer than I intended yes, yes, I did, now don’t get me wrong the moment where Tyreese defends Judith is iconic but for the sake of this fic I changed it up, kinda wanna make another part

For you who wants to know the episode is season 5 episode 1

Anyway I hope you enjoy this <3

Judith giggled happily in your arms as you walked on the edge of the railway. You could’ve once imagined all kinds of trains going up and down the tracks as they blew past the trees, but now you couldn’t actually remember much about trains, you had the idea of them but not much details (and if a train were to come right now that would’ve been a miracle).

Tyreese walked a few steps behind you, with Carol in the front, as she led your group of four forward. She came to a stop when a sign that states “TERMINUS” showed up once more. It was your headed path, the sanctuary called Terminus. You personally didn’t trust it, not after the Governor, but you had to find Daryl and the rest of the group. You knew that if any of them were still alive they would’ve gone to Terminus after finding the railway. Which all of them had probably done. Along with finding Daryl you also had to get Tyreese and Judith to safety. Tyreese wasn’t fit to live on the road at the moment, he refused to kill anything that came your way leaving you and Carol to kill stray walkers, or animals for food. Judith, well, she was a baby and sometimes could be screaming all day, she was mostly quiet but the times she did cry was the times walkers got attracted. A baby was no way near fit to be on the road but here you were all of you somehow still alive (except for Lizzie and Mika Samuels, but there was no loss for you over Lizzie that’s for sure).

“We’re close” Carol stated as she saw the sign. “I’m gonna get you all there, make sure you’re safe, but I’m not gonna stay” She saw your face morph into disappointment as you nodded your head, a sad smile on your face. You’d missed her while she was gone and now she would be leaving again, and you didn’t like it, not one bit and you knew Daryl would be sad over it too which didn’t help the matter.

As you heard the rustle of leaves behind you in the forest, you all turned around to see two walkers stalk forward in your direction. Tyreese motioned with his hands to take Judith from you. Judith was carefully switched over to Tyreese and both you and Carol went forward to the walkers. Both of you killed them quickly only to notice the herd that was about to come out of the forest. Carol whispered to Tyreese that more were coming, and so all of you went into the opposite side of the railway. You hid in the forest until the walkers got distracted by shots firing not too far away from all of you.

Tyreese looked worriedly at you as he started to talk. “That gunfire it could’ve been from Terminus”

“Someone was attacking them, or they were attacking someone” Carol responded

“Do we want to find out?”

This time you involved yourself in the conversation, as you believed that you did indeed need to find out. “Yeah, we need to find out, If the others are there they might need help”

With that, and Carol's instruction of walking another track that would get you there as well you all started to walk once more, this time in need to find out the truth.

Your next stop had been outside a small worn out cabin, but it wasn’t the cabin that got your attention. What got your solely attention as you hid in the forest with your companions was the man that talked in a walkie-talkie. He was putting up a bunch of fireworks, no doubt to lead the herd of walkers away from Terminus. You could faintly hear him mention a woman with a sword, and you stopped Carol from going forward. As you continued to listen you heard him mention a kid with a hat and that was all you needed to go on. You didn’t think there were that many women with a sword and kid with a hat together nearby at the same time, so it didn’t take much to know that they were talking about Michonne and Carl. Nor did it take long to realize they had done something to your group, thereby also Daryl. Especially when he mentioned bleeding the kid out.

Carol slowly started to creep up behind the man and you followed not far behind. Tyreese more hesitant but still following. She put her gun toward his head, the young man froze and put his hands up still holding the two way radio. “Keep your finger off the button and drop it”

“Listen, ya’ll don’t have to do this. Whatever you want, we got a place where everyone’s welcome”

“Shut up man” it was what all three of you were thinking but Tyreese was the one to say it.

“Okay”

“We’re friends of the chick with the sword and the kid in the hat” Carol pressed the gun against his head forward, making the man lean forward as the gun touched his head.

It didn’t take long for you and Carol to tie him up and drag him (not so carefully) into the cabin leaning him against one of the walls. Throughout the whole ordeal the man continued to tell the three of you that you didn’t have to do this, that you could all come up with a deal, but he had no luck there.

As Carol made herself ready to scout Terminus out to see what was happening Tyreese continued to hold Judith in a protective embrace. You however had been asking the man questions, finding out that ever since the first questions he had been lying. He told you he only had Carl and Michonne, that they had both attacked them out of nowhere, that they were just protecting themselves. But none of you believed him. Not with the things you heard him talk about before you confronted him.

You would of followed Carol to Terminus had it not been for your will to protect Judith and Tyreese. As much as you loved Tyreese he wasn’t in his right mind. So you stayed to help if anything bad were to happen, to walkers coming your way or your prisoner getting free somehow, it didn’t matter you were there to protect your family. You only hoped Carol wouldn’t need any help.

Talking about your prisoner he was even more shatty when Carol left. Apparently a teenager, a baby and a man who he could clearly see wasn’t going to kill him was no threat to him. It was his undoing in the end. He underestimated you both and it showed in the way he talked to you and Tyreese as you sat by Judith, who’d you made a makeshift bed to.

“She got a name?… Hey, she got a name?”

“No” you answered at the same time Tyreese answered “Judith” you glared at Tyreese as he told the stranger her name, you didn’t want to give him any information, you never knew if it would backfire.

“She your daughter or something?”

“She’s a friend”

“Huh, I don’t have any friends… I mean I know people. They’re just assholes I stay alive with. The other one your friend, the woman” the younger man nodded towards the door that was now closed. Tyreese slowly looked away at the comment being conflicted about his answer. So instead you answered.

“Yes”

The man nodded and his voice that had now started to annoy you filled the room once more. “I used to have them… used to watch football on Sundays. Went to church” he let out a small laugh as if the thought of it was unbelievable. “I know, I did, but I can’t picture it anymore… it’s funny how you don’t even notice the time go by, horrible shit just stacks up day after day, you get used to it”

Tyreese turned his attention towards the man and spoke with distaste laced in his voice. “I haven’t gotten used to it”

"Of course you haven’t, you’re the kind of guy who saves babies, it’s kinda like saving an anchor, when you’re stuck on a boat-“ you had by know decided to drown out his voice as he tried to make justiciable to let him go.

Your thoughts got filled with Daryl like they had for the most time since the prison fell. You missed him. He always looked out for you. Ever since you met you were drawn to each other. Daryl used to pretend he hated you, especially when Merle was around he couldn’t have his brother think he was soft. However everyone knew he had always secretly looked out for you ever since he met you he’d felt the need to protect you. It came to the point that whenever you wanted to go on a run to get new supplies or do anything really you’d always ask Daryl. You had never spoken about it to each other but there was a silent agreement between everyone even you and Daryl that you were his kid and he your father. It might not be by blood but it was how it had come to be. Everytime something happened to you if you got hurt or if you were sad they’d always notify Daryl, but most of the time he already knew and would be with you to try and cheer you up in his own moody way. When you’d been out on the road before you found the prison you’d always sleep next to each other making sure the other one was safe. Even in the prison your cells were next to each other. He always looked out for you. He taught you how to hunt, he taught you how to use his crossbow, and to fight people to be able to protect yourself. Like Judith was “little asskicker”, you were the “big asskicker”. You couldn’t help but to miss him and the thought of him being hurt from the people in Terminus made your stomach hurt. You didn’t really want to voice your thoughts but you needed the reassurance and Tyreese was the only one who knew who Daryl was and could give reassurance. So against the warnings your mind gave you, you voiced your concerns.

“Do you think Daryl’s okay?” Your voice came out quieter than you expected as your mind filled with more scenarios in which Daryl had gotten hurt in.

Tyreese turned from Judith to look at you. He tried to give a reassuring look on his face as he answered. “I’m sure he’s fine Y/N”

”So Daryl’s your dad, maybe boyfriend” he continued to gues what Daryl was as you made no indication of actually giving anything away to him. After a while he stopped, he wouldn’t get anywhere with you, but he was still confident that if he talked enough to Tyreese would let him go.

“See, you’re a good guy, saving babies and teenagers.

“You have no idea about the things I’ve done”

“You’re a good guy, that’s why you gonna die today, it’s why the baby is going to die, why the Y/N is going to die” both you and Tyreese stood up taking an intimidating step towards the man, your knife pointed at him. “Or… you can get in that car, get out of here, keep on being lucky.”

“You think you’re gonna kill me?”

The man turned his sole attention to Tyreese as he answered him. “Why haven’t you killed me? How does having me alive help you? Why the hell are you even talking to me? Take the kids, take the car and go, I don’t want to do this today”

“For your information we could always use you to get more information or w e could kill you know, like you said we have-“ you got cut off by an explosion going off. Tyreese rushed to the window to see what was happening and saw the smoke over the forest.

“Is that Terminus?” The man moved forward as if trying to see out through the window but he had no luck in that department as he slouched back towards the wall.

“Yeah, probably”

“Maybe you’re gonna win this, maybe your friend, I mean maybe that woman just got capped, maybe I’m gonna be the one who gets capped when she comes back”

“Nobody’s got to die today”

“Man if you believe that… the it’s definitely gonna be you and the kids, even if the place is burning to the ground”

“Man maybe you can shut up and stop talking before I kill you myself” the man took his eyes of Tyreese to look at you as you had your knife pointed at him an annoyed look on your face. He didn’t believe for a moment that a teenager would be able to kill him, nor win in a fight against him. He had a way to high ego to think that you would be able to do any harm to him, he underestimated both you and Tyreese and when he heard as well as saw Tyreese look out at the walkers coming toward the cabin he moved quickly and soon enough his hands went to hold Judith in a hold that would be easy to break her neck.

He told you both to drop your weapons and you both did so not wanting him to hurt Judith. As he saw the walkers claw at the windows he looked towards Tyreese telling him to go outside. As Tyreese went outside he went over to you and bound your hands together with some spare rope just like you had done to him earlier. He made sure the knot would hold before he went I’ve r towards the wallow-talkie and tried to connect to the woman (apparently named Cynthia) on the other side.

While he did all that you tried to desperately tie up the knot that held the rope around your wrist together. Right as you were able to get rid of the rope around your wrist (thankful Daryl taught you how to do it) the noise from outside stopped. It became deathly quiet and the man looked towards were the last pounding against the walls had been. He took out his knife and was about to kill Judith when you quietly and quickly grabbed the knife that was laying right were you left it beside you on the floor and you ran over to the man. You saw red as you knocked him over, he had threatened to kill Judith and Tyreese. Threatened your sister and one of your closest friends. You knocked him towards the floor and your hand went into the air as you threw it down onto him repeatedly stabbing the knife in your hand into him. even after he was clearly dead.

Tyreese had to carefully walk over to you as he took the knife away from you. He told you that the man couldn’t hurt them anymore nor the walkers, everything would be okay. You appreciated his comfort as you hyperventilated for a few minutes over the fact that you’d just killed a human. You’d killed walkers before but never a human being. In your mind it was justified as he was about to kill all of you anyway, but you still felt like you’d lost something inside of you.

It was a while later when you glanced out of the window and saw Carol as she walked towards the cabin, Rick not that far behind. You broke out in a relieve laugh as a smile spread briefly over you lips, this made Tyreese glance out towards where you were looking. You booth scurried to get everything as you both wanted to leave the cabin not being comfortable to stay inside any longer than you needed to.

As both you and Tyreese stepped out of the barn you glanced at the people led by Carol. Your eyes scanned the crowd looking for one person in particular.

Daryl stared at you in disbelief he couldn’t believe you were actually alive, he’d seen you get shot, and without medical attention he guessed you’d died. He hadn’t wanted to keep hoping in case he would someday find your corpse rotting away (either as a walker or actually dead).

Daryl took in your bloodied state, you’d no doubt had to fight. Dirt and blood covered most of your clothes, and your face had a few cuts covered in dried blood. Your once white shirt was miss colored and your jeans had been ripped in some places, your jacket had blood stains all over it. Daryl could only guess what you’d gone through to end up looking like that (he didn’t even look that bad). He didn’t like all the blood covering you, he didn’t like not knowing what had happened, he didn’t like being away from you, he needed to protect you, he’d lost Beth to a couple of strangers, he wouldn’t lose you too.

When your eyes finally found Daryl, you had a soft smile on your face as you saw him visibly relax at your eye contact. While Rick and Carl ran towards Judith in Tyreese’s arms, Daryl stumbled forward towards you, dropping his crossbow to the ground. You met him halfway and he engelfulled you in a tight hug. You’d never know nor would anyone else but Daryl let a few tears fall in relief as he hugged you tightly knowing you were still alive, actually alive. As he felt you wrap your arms around him he felt you hug him just as tight, the comforting sensation you both brought each other was all you needed to ground each other and know that either of you were dreaming, this was real and both of you were okay.

As Daryl heard you sniffle he realized you were crying and he hugged you even tighter, taking one hand to your head and petting it softly — not knowing fully how to comfort someone, even now, having comforted you all those times before he still was unsure if he did it right. However he did know that you were crying from relief, because he did the same thing. You had your father back and he had his kid back and knowing that, you both knew that everything would be okay in the end. You were yet to be bested by someone when together, even when apart you always won, always found your way to back to each other. You would beat this world together and that was all that you needed to know, and the fact that neither of you were planning on leaving soon.

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river13245 · 1 month

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Anniversary Present

Navigation / Main Masterlist / TWD Masterlist

Word count: 3k

Warnings : virgin reader!, Smut, and two people being in love

Author note: This was made with a FTM reader in mind but GN! reader is also great too! This is my first time ever writing smut cause im just getting comfortable with doing it. So go easy on my loves. (not proof read yet)

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Daryl Dixon was a man of very few words. He wasn't very vocal about things unless he was pissed then its the most you would ever hear that man speak. It never bothered you because you talked enough for the both of you.

However despite the fact he didn't talk much. You knew exactly what he was thinking, and how he was thinking. He would become stiff and cross his arms when he's pissed. Make a little face when he was deep in thought. When he was happy he would have this smile that made your heart ache. Daryl was the most beautiful man you had ever seen.

Not many people understood him, or took the time too. Daryl kept his circle of friends small and sometimes had a hard time with making them feel appreciated but he did it in small ways. He would watch Carl and hold Judith, Make sure that Carol was always safe whenever she came back from somewhere.

Then when it came to you he would always keep you close. He wouldn't be super touchy in front of everyone. Usually keeping that in private, however he would hold your hand when you two went hunting together. Or kiss the top of your head before having to separate from you for a bit. He loves a good hug too, whenever you would come back from a trip the two of you would automatically go to each other. No matter how bloody or dirty you were, it never seemed to bother him.

Daryl was a good boyfriend, a great one. In fact in the beginning of your relationship. You had told him you didn't want sex, it was just something you had never felt for someone before. He was so supportive and said that he himself didn't feel the need to do it alot. So he had never pressured you into anything. Always making sure you felt loved in other ways.

Its been almost a year into the relationship now. Your anniversary is coming up and you had been wanting to take the relationship to the next level. You had never felt this attracted or loved by someone in your entire life and for the first time in your life. You wanted to have sex with your boyfriend.

The easy thing was accepting the fact that you were ready, the hard part was getting Daryl into realizing that. Without coming right out and saying it. So you decided the week leading up to your anniversary you would tease him a bit and throw hints his way and if he didnt pick up on them. Then on your anniversary you would be bold and tell him.

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Throughout the week you had touched him more than you normally did. The two of you had been attending this group gathering and instead of just holding his hand your hand rested on his arm. Then when you had to leave him you grabbed ahold of his tie and pulled him into a kiss before slowly pulling away from him to go and talk to Maggie who needed your assistance. You left him there as he blushed and had to recollect his thoughts while Rick chuckled.

You even went as far as to make plans with him. He would teach you how to use a bow and arrow. So when he was behind you helping you with your stance, you moved your body right up against his. The only reaction you got from him was a sharp inhale of breath and his hand that was on your waist tightened. "keep your body still and focus on your target" he said as calmly as he could manage.

After about a week of this it was finally your anniversary. He had not caught on to what you wanted. Just thinking you were teasing him and joking around, never really taking you serious enough. Carol had even teased him about it and to which he just told her to shut up with a roll of his eyes.

He was always respectful of you, not wanting to do anything our of your comfort zone so he didn't try to pursue you in that way. However tonight you had a special gift for him.

When you woke up this morning Daryl had been gone. At first you thought he was downstairs but when you seen his boots by the door and crossbow were gone, you knew he was out hunting or on a quick run. So it gave you time to fully plan out exactly what you were going to do.

Walking back into your bedroom you go to your dresser and decide on an outfit to wear. Deciding to wear a button down dark green shirt that showed off your toned arms and black pants that would pair well with your shirt. Then when you finish getting ready you grab a box from under your bed and open it. Revealing a book you had found on one of your own solo trips, one that you were going to gift your boyfriend when you two have your date tonight.

You put the box away and spend most of your day cleaning up the house. Then making his favorite dinner and setting the table, leaving a few candles lit around the house.

By the time everything was ready you heard heavy steps in front of the door and your boyfriend walks in. You look over at him as you take a sip of your water. He turns and looks around seeing the house had been nicely decorated and a smile forms on his face before turning to look at you.

When he looks at you your eyes meet and you swear your legs turn to jello. "Happy one year Daryl" you say and he quickly takes off his boots and opens up his bag. He then pulls out bracelet and a stuffed animal that was an otter. "one year down. Many more to come" He says and you walk up to him taking the gifts in your hands and leaning up and kissing his lips. "Is this were you went? To find something for me?" Daryl nods "I couldn't come empty handed, Carol would have yelled at me" This causes the both of you to laugh.

"thank you" You look over to the table before going up to your room. "sit down and get comfortable. Ill give you your gift after" He does exactly that and waits for you to come down and sit in front of him before starting to eat. As the two of you eat there's a comfortable silence, you two never really talked while sharing a meal. Didn't bother you because you loved the time shared with him.

Once the meal was finished he takes a sip of his drink and looks over at you. "this was very good, thank you" He says as he gets up and begins to clean up everything. "I'm glad I have enough cooking skill to not burn the place down" you joke as you get up and walk over to him in the kitchen. When the two of you finish cleaning up everything you place your hand on his arm "come to the bedroom with me. You need to recieve your gifts"

He nods and walks after you until you get to the room. When you get over to the bed he stands and runs his hand through his hair pushing it back a bit our of nervousness. He wasn't exactly used to receiving gifts but if it came from you, he would make an exception. You grab the box from under your bed and place it on top of the bed. "Damn y/n what you got in there?" he jokes a little and you laugh "just a few things. You will see soon enough"

Daryl stands and when you reach for the book you turn to look at him. "shut your eyes" He looks at you with an -are you kidding- kinda look and when you nod his eyes close. Then you grab the book and walk up to him. You grab his hands and place it on the book and then watch as he opens his eyes.

When he notices its a book he is confused for a moment before flipping it around and reading the title. His hands start to shake a bit and looks up at you with a heartfelt smile. "where did you find this?" he asks as he runs his finger against the spine of the book. This causes you to look into his eyes again "That solo trip I took that ended up being almost two weeks long. I found it and remembered you saying your mom used to read it to you when you were young. You deserve something that reminds you of the good parts of your past"

Instead of a response he places the book on the bedside table. Then places one of his hands on your waist and pulls you into a kiss. Your arms wrap around his shoulders pulling him against you. His rough chapped lips pressed up against your softer ones felt amazing. Your hands move to his hair and when he pulls away his forehead rests against yours. "thank you for the gift" there's a silence for a moment before he places his other hand on the side of your face and look down at you. "I love you"

Those three words made your heart race. Of course you both have said it before but its not as often as you would think. "i love you too" you say before kissing his cheek. Then when you pull back and look at him, your hand going to push his hair away from his face. "I have another gift for you. One that i'm nervous about but I hope you will like"

Daryl looks confused "Im sure I will like it, why are you nervous?" His voice is quiet as if he didnt want you to be startled. You take a deep breath and bring your hand to rest against his chest. "I want to make love to you" you say as you look up into his eyes. His reaction is delayed because it didn't register in his mind but when it does he places both hands on your waist. "you sure?" You nod and kiss his lips "just go slow and gentle with me. Its my first time and im a bit nervous"

His hand goes to the back of your head and kisses your lips and then they travel to your jaw. "I wouldn't hurt ya" he says and you bring your hands to the bottom of his shirt and begin to lift his shirt up off him. His arms lifting up and then tossing his shirt to the side somewhere in the room. Then his hands begin to unbutton your shirt slowly before tossing your shirt somewhere. He begins to kiss your neck before pushing you back to the bed. Your knees hit the bed and you sit in front of him.

He looks down at you for a moment before grabbing your jaw and tilting your face up to kiss you. When he pulls away he gets on his knees in front of you. "lay back gotta get these pants off ya" a blush forms on your face but you nod. Your back lays on the soft mattress and he begins to unbutton your pants and you lift your hips so he can slide them off. Once you were fully exposed in front of him he grabs your legs and spreads them. "are you sure you want to do this?" you ask him in a quiet voice and he looks at you. "course I do. Why wouldnt I?"

It takes a moment for you to respond "well I know some guys prefer not to do it. You know..I just didn't want you to feel like you needed to do it" He squeezes your thighs and shakes his head. "you are beautiful. I want to do this for you, let me take care of ya alright?" You nod and he holds your legs apart as he presses his lips to your inner thighs.

Its like he's teasing you because he's pressing his lips everywhere. Except where you need him, your breath is already heavier from the growing feeling of want for him. "Daryl...please" you whimper out and he brings his lips around your clit and suck for a moment before licking up between your lips. Your body squirms a bit before he begins to please you with his tongue.

Moans escape from you as your head tilts back against the mattress and your hands go to the back of his head and pull his hair gently. This earns you a grunt from him as his eyes shut. "fuck Daryl" you moan out. When he pulls his mouth away a whine escapes you and you blush from how needy you sound. But its soon replaced by one of his fingers pushing into you. It slides in pretty comfortably from how wet you are and a moan escapes you. He lets you get used to the feeling of his thick finger inside of you before adding another and brings his mouth back to your clit.

Your back arches from the bed at the feeling. Your hands grip onto the sheets under you. This feeling was nothing you had ever felt before, of course you had touched yourself before but it had never felt like this. He picks up the pace once you begin to move your body and when you feel a tightness in your body your eyes squeeze shut. "fuck im going to cum" he groans against your clit and it sends a vibration through you and that's all it took for you to come undone.

When you cum he licks up everything that he can and even brings his fingers up to his mouth and sucks your juices from his fingers and as you watch him do this. It turns you on even more and you lean up and pull him on top of you into a kiss. A grunt if heard from him as he kisses you.

It doesn't take long before his pants are off him and hes naked on top of you. The size of him catches you off guard, of course you knew the man wasn't going to be small but its thick and you honestly wonder if its going to fit. He catches you staring and he grabs your hand and kisses it "If you want this. I promise to go slow, just tell me if you need me to stop at any time and ill stop"

He was always wanting to take care of you and you lean up to kiss him. "i will, all I know right now is I need you" a blush forms on his face as he nods and brings his hands to your legs and spreads them apart. When he lines his dick up to you his eyes meet yours "breathe and relax for me hun" You nod and take a few breaths and when he begins to move into you its a slow movement but you feel the way you stretch around him. Your eyes squeeze shut as you let out a moan. Daryl's hands roam up and down your legs. "its okay, ive got ya, i'm right ere"

When your body gets used to the feeling of him you reach up to pull him into another kiss. Your legs wrapping around his waist "move please." At your words he pulls out and then thrusts into you, moans now leaving both of you. "fuck you're so tight" he says as he thrusts into you. Your back arching from the bed as Daryl kisses your chest, his lips sucking and teeth biting you gently. "fuck Daryl you feel so good. Please don't stop" Your body begins to move in time to his thrusts which makes the both of you go at a faster pace.

The room is filled with the sounds of your bodies colliding, your loud moans. You were glad that you had a house further away from anyone's or you were sure the two of you would have been heard. His hands stayed on your hips and thighs unless he brought his thumb to circle your clit. and when he did that your eyes squeezed shut at the added pleasure. "Daryl..fuck....not gonna last much longer" He doesn't stop his movements and instead goes faster.

It doesn't take much longer than that before you cum. Your cum coats his dick and when you tilt your head back he thrusts only a few more times before he pulls out and he cums all over your stomach. He then lays beside you his body collapsing onto the bed as he catches his breath.

You reach for his hand and squeeze it as your eyes close. You only open them when you feel him get up from the bed. "where you going?" you thought he was leaving but he wasn't. "i'm going to take care of you." he goes to the bathroom and gets a washcloth wet before coming back over to you and cleaning you up. He is so gentle with you the whole time and when he is finished he lays beside you and you pull him against you. His head rests on your chest, your fingers running through his hair.

A soft laugh escapes you and he squeezes your hip. "what's so funny?" he asks as you continue to touch him. "Just thinking about how vocal and loud you were. Its probably the loudest i've ever heard you" A blush forms on his face and he rolls his eyes. "yeah yeah, enjoy it cause yer the only one that gets to hear me like that"

This causes you to kiss the top of his head. "mhm I like the sound of that. I love you and thank you for doing this with me" He hovers on top of you and kisses your lips. "thank you for trusting me enough to be the one that got to do this with you. I love you too"

That night the both of you fell asleep on top of one another. Only waking up when Carol started banging on the door. Telling you to get up for patrol with her. She ended up seeing the marks on your neck and when she made a comment Daryl stayed quiet with a small blush. it caused you to laugh.

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nathannnnnnnn · 3 months

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top Daryl Dixon nsfw hcs??

size kink and corruption kink? like reader is a virgin and they lose their virginity to him?

experienced, daryl that guides your hips while you ride him, knowing you have no idea what you're doing, making you a blabbering mess.

experienced, daryl who wipes your tears while pounding into you telling you that you're the one who wanted this, when you bent over to pick something up, knowing damn well he was the one who wanted it.

experienced, daryl that will take advantage of you size and will toss you around, knowing he could hurt you while being rough with you, not caring about you being a virgin.

experienced, daryl who wipes your tears while he's pounding into you, degrading you for being so oblivious as to him wanting to fuck you.

experienced, daryl who calls you sweet names like, "sunshine" "baby" "sweetheart" & "honey" while he pounds into you. making you his dumb, begging whore who doesn't know anything but his name and his cock.

experienced, daryl who stuffs your face into the pillow muffling your moans so anyone won't hear you asking & begging for more like the cock hungry whore he made you.

experienced, daryl who teaches you how to properly suck his dick, praising you for taking him so well in your mouth making you look up at him, while his cum is stuffed inside your hole.

experienced, daryl who lets you hold on to his hair while hes sucking you off and fingering you making you cum in his mouth over and over again all because of him. <3

#daryl dixon x male reader #daryl dixon #daryl dixon x gn!reader #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon imagine #daryl dixon smut #daryl dixon fanfiction #reader insert #x gn reader #gn reader #x male reader #male reader #twd x male reader

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sinsandsweetness · 7 months

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Hey love I’m here again but not as anon this time

💿been thinking abt Daryl’s arms all oiled up and shiny while he’s working on something (most likely vehicle related) <3

Watching him work is torture. His shoulders, wide and broad and stretching out the grey tee shirt he’s wearing. Tight around his biceps, bulging and flexing as he works the lug wrench. He’s dirty as hell. And it only makes him hotter. Sweat and oil making his muscles glisten from the beam of sunlight shining in from the window. Your mouth is watering. Practically drooling at the sight. Its so nice seeing him like this. Completely in his element. Working with his hands, never afraid of a little elbow grease.

He’s so focused on the vehicle in front of him that he doesn’t even notice you watching him. The car hood propped open to display a jumble of shapes and cords you never cared to get to know. In some faded, fraying work jeans, he’s sat down on a red stool with wheels, brows furrowed while he inspects a manual in front of him.

It’s a wonder he doesn’t hear you come up behind him, flinching lightly in surprise at the feel of your touch. Arms wrapping around his waist from behind. You rest your chin on his shoulder and squint with an attempt to read the chicken scratch notes left by whoever owned the vehicle before.

“Babe, you’re gonna get all dirty,” he tries to shake you off. Worried you might get some grease on your good jeans. Though you really don’t mind. Because feeling his warm back pressed against your chest feels like a damn dream. And the musky, manly smell when you bury your face into his shirt has your heart racing and your mind all fuzzy.

“Are you smellin’ me?” He asks. Frozen in his spot.

“Mhm,” you hum against his shoulder blade. Inhaling once again. Breathing in the familiar fragrance of him.

“Baby, seriously,” he scolds every so gently, “I’m sweaty and dirty and now there’s gonna be oil all over your new clothes,” he points out.

“I don’t mind.” Your hands travel up his stomach. Feeling every curve of his taught muscles under your touch. Fingernails scratching at the soft cotton fabric as you reach his chest and up his shoulders. He sighs deeply at the feeling of your fingers dragging down his arms.

“I’m- I’m almost done here, alright? Can-” he sighs out again, though it’s much closer to a groan this time, “can you wait like ten minutes?”

His brain almost short circuits when you reach down to his jeans, gently palming at his denim covered groin.

His breath hitches when your lips brush his ear. Your cool whisper sends goosebumps down his neck. You knew it wouldn’t be long until he succumbed to your touch. Like a fly in a web, you’ve got him all wrapped up.

“What’s wrong with right now?”

#Daryl Dixon x reader #Daryl x reader #Daryl x you #Daryl Dixon x you #daryl dixon x gn!reader #daryl x y/n #Daryl daydream #T’s 1k celebration

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nynxhaswritersblockk · 4 months

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Think I need someone older

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x GN!Reader

Comfort/romantic

TW: Mention of sleep paralysis & rape

Hope ya'll enjoy this a little regardless of the sensitive topic!!

It was a quiet night at the prison, except for the uncomfortable feeling you've been having the whole time. You couldn't fall asleep like that, it was impossible, as soon as you felt tired and tried allowing your body to rest, your eyes shot up again. It felt as if you were being watched, as if someone or something was creeping over you, footsteps sounded and then whispers..

Your body shot up, it was early in the morning and you quickly realised that you experienced one of your sleep paralysis's again. Quickly you got up, getting dressed and grabbing your c/w, walking out of the prison cell you called your room. At breakfast you were quiet, not saying a word and it caused the others attention. "Why are you so quiet today?" Rick asked you, a worried look on his face. "Didn't sleep well" Was your reply as you began picking at your food. You didn't feel hungry, the memories of lastnights 'nightmare' repeating in your head over and over again.

After breakfast you went into the prison's garden, caring for some of the plants there as you constantly kept an eye out for any threats. A hand grabbed your shoulder, pulling you up and you shrieked out. "Woah, M' sorry, didn't know ya get scared this easily" Daryl's voice chuckled out, you turned around to face him. "What the fuck's your deal?" You shot back, making eye contact with him. "Listen Kid, something's clearly up with ya" He began, taking a step closer. "So why don't ya tell me what it is?" He finished his sentence, holding eye contact. You huffed out at him calling you 'kid', just because he was somewhere in his 40s and you were barely 21 doesn't mean he gets to call you that. "Forget it, you're the last person I'ld trust with my issues" You muttered back and rolled your eyes, returning to your work of caring for the tomatoes. A sigh escaped his lips as he kneeled down next to you. "Heard ya screaming last night, something happened?" He whispered quietly, making sure nobody else heard them. "I sure as heöl didn't scream" You scoffed at him, trying to ignore his presence. "Well, not scream, but ya know. I walked past your cell, heard ya sobbing and whimpering" He replied and sighed a little. "Sleep paralysis" You simply said, knowing that you couldn't hide it from him. He hummed in reply and got up again, ruffling your hair a bit. "Next time ya come talk to me, 'kay?" He said and stepped back a little, you nod slowly. "Mkay" You replied and went back to your work.

When you wanted to go to sleep in the evening you didn't know what to do, the same uncomfortable feeling in your stomach as the night before, when you fell asleep and had a whole ass sleep paralysis. You slowly got up, wearing a pair of pversized shorts and a T-shirt as you stepped out of your cell. Your bare feet hit the cold, stone floor of the prison, quietly walking by all the cells, until you came to Daryl's. His curtain was opened and he was lying on his bed, playing arounf with a ball he had found on his last supply run. "Come in, Kid" He said quietly and you hesiatted, thinking about leaving again, but eventually you stepped inside, closing the curtain as you sat down on his bed across from him. "What's up with ya? Ya look more disturbed than this mornin'" He said and let the ball fall to the ground, leaning forward a little to show he was listening. "I feel like I'll have another paralysis" You mumbled out, avoiding eye contact eith him. It was embarassing, this whole situation. Never had you told anyone about them, especially not some random guy you've been knowing for a week. To your surprise Daryl nod in understanding. "Why do ya get them?" He asked, his tone careful and for the first time he sounded actually worried. "Childhood trauma I guess" You mumbled and he looked at you with such interest in his eyes you almost couldn't believe it. "Uhm.. I don't know if you even wanna hear about this, I-" He interrupted you by saying:"No no, tell me." You took a deep breath. "My Mom's husband, he raped me when I was younger.." You whispered, tears forming in your eyes. Daryl stayed quiet, instead he pulled you a little closer, his arm wrapped around your body as his other one softly caressed your hair. "'M sorry this happened to you, It'll be okay, Baby. 'M here for you" He whispered quietly, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead as he let you cry in his arms. Eventually you fell asleep and he let you stay, pulling the covers over both of you, as he held you close.

In the morning you found yourself still in Daryl's bed, but he was nowhere to be found, his crossbow gone too. He was probably on a run or just right outside the prison. A small sigh escaped your lips as you decided to just keep sleeping for a bit longer, enjoy the warmth and smell of Daryl's bed.

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hannibals-favourite-meal · 2 years

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Daryl: Sorry, I'm late to the party. I've been doing things. Y/N, entering in an unbuttoned shirt: I got caught up doing things too. Rick: Wow, Daryl was late too! What a coincidence!

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agender-wolfie · 1 year

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I’ve noticed something

Fem reader fics: ✨💖Romance, lovey dovey, smut, 💖❤️

Gender neutral reader fics: 😢 Angst, sadness, mean reader, sterile, platonic 💀 ☠️

#like wtf #we barely get shit to begin with #now it’s mostly depressing #gender neutral x reader #simon riley x gn reader #simon riley x reader #joel miller x reader #joel miller x gn reader #master chief x reader #master chief x gn!reader #jacob seed x reader #Jacob seed x gn!reader #alex keller x reader #daryl dixon x reader #Daryl Dixon x gn!reader #the bad batch x reader #crosshair x reader

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dixonsgirl93 · 9 months

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How to Survive

Dixon x GN!Reader

Word count: 705

Content warnings: angst, descriptive gore

Content Description: There's no particular storyline for this. I just had the idea that reader grew up in a healthy family with loving parents, quite the opposite to Daryl. Reader wasn't quite built for an apocalypse like he was and after reader makes their first walker kill, Daryl makes his frustration at them known. Happyish ending.

I spot a walker a few steps away, heading straight for me. At first panic rises in my throat, I'm gonna die, and then the dark cloud cleared and I gripped my machete tighter. It was just a step away and put my hand to its throat. There was a surprising amount of strength as it pushed back against my hand. Repulse ripped through me. The flesh was cold and sticky and my fingers melded into it like playdough. Again I forced that dark cloud to clear, raised my machete and brought it down hard on the walker's head. It fell with a sickening thud as its flesh and bones collapsed in on itself. I stared at it. Relief flooded into me. I did it. I really managed to do it.

My first walker kill.

I turned as Daryl finished off the others with ease. Bodies surrounded him. He scanned the area for more before his eyes landed on me.

"I did it." I breathed, a smile growing on my face.

Daryl scoffed. "Congratulations. You killed one."

"Hey, it's not easy, you know." My smile faded and suddenly I felt small and stupid.

Daryl turned and walked right up to me. For a moment, I was scared he was gonna hit me.

"You gotta toughen up or you're gonna get killed out here." He waved his hand, gesturing to our surroundings. "There are millions of 'em out there. You wouldn't make it another day without me protecting yer." He spat at me and he was right.

"You don't think I know that?" My voice raised. I was frustrated. I was right that he only saw me as another one of the dead, protecting me not because he wanted to but just because I was there.

"I'm not like you, or Maggie or Rick. I'm grateful to have grown up in a secure, loving home-" Daryl scoffed at this and turned away. "So I never needed to survive on my own. I never needed to learn to defend myself. How the hell was I...was anyone supposed to know we'd have to deal with all this shit?" I gestured to the bodies at our feet. "I wasn't built for a world like this. Unfortunately, the world has treated you like shit but that meant you were already in survival mode when the outbreak happened. You'd had experience looking out for yourself, relying only on yourself. I hate that you had to grow up like that, I do. You've never had a chance to be out of survival mode but think about this." Daryl had turned to me and was watching and listening intently, a frown on his face. "The first time you felt unsafe, the first time you put up shields and stopped relying on other people. Do you remember that? How that felt?" I paused to let the weight of my words sink in.

He nodded slowly.

"Scary, right? Confusing." My voice softened and I took a tentative step toward him. "Felt like you were alone in the world, like..."

"I get it." Daryl replied softly. "I get what yer saying. Yer scared. Nothing new." He turned his back to me but his demeanour had changed.

"I'm learning, okay? I want to be as brave as you, as strong as you." I stepped up to his back and put a hand on him. He stiffened but didn't move. "With your help, eventually I won't need anyone. I can survive on my own. But this is new to me. I barely know what I'm doing."

"Same as the rest of us." Daryl replied but I shook my head.

"No, that's not true. If you had to live out here, right now, you'd know what to do. Me? I wouldn't know where to start. I'd die by eating the wrong berry, or setting a fire and accidentally attracting trouble. I'd be dead in a day." My voice had turned to a whisper as the images become horribly real in my mind.

"Help me." I whispered, placing my head against Daryl's back. I felt him begin to relax and turn around. I didn't move away as I felt his arms envelope me.

"When I was a kid, all I wanted was for someone to show they cared." He said into my hair. "I'm sorry."

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minervadashwood · 2 years

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I’d love if you did any of the forced proximity prompts for daryl x reader :))

This took an unexpected turn...I hope you don't mind, nonnie.

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Prompt: Having to share one blanket, fighting over it the whole night. Era: The winter after the farm (before the prison). Pairing: Daryl x gn!Reader

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The place your group sheltered in tonight was the second floor of a convenience store. As usual, you and Daryl took the first watch together.

You were relatively new to the group, but like Daryl you were proficient with a bow, and a passable hunter.

You’d been welcomed to the group with open arms, but Daryl kept you at a distance. In fact, you had a suspicion that he always took watch with you to keep an eye on you for signs of treachery.

You couldn’t blame him, but it had been a month, and the man showed no signs of warming up to you.

Your body had more than warmed up to him, however. His arms were heavenly, his voice made you weak in the knees, his mouth was utterly kissable, and his surly nature presented the most enticing of challenges.

Trouble was, it seemed like the man saw you as Enemy Number Two (One, of course, being walkers).

When your watch ended, Maggie and Glenn replaced you. You went to your sleeping mat, also next to Daryl’s, to find that your blanket was missing.

You sighed, and Daryl, with his back turned, tossed his blanket overhead at you.

Reflexively, you threw it right back.

He turned, his eyes intense and annoyed.

He threw the blanket back.

You groaned (quietly), and whispered, “Daryl, I’m not taking your blanket from you. I’ll be just fine.”

He took two steps toward you, close enough that you could feel the heat from his breath. “You aren’t takin’. I’m givin’.”

God he was sexy in all the best ways. Thankfully, you knew just how to handle this grumpy, attractive man.

You shrugged your shoulders. “Fine.”

He gave you a small nod, and lay down on his bed, eyes furtively glancing your way.

You flashed him a smile. Then, you dragged your sleeping mat over until it was right next to his.

“What are you doin’?” he hissed.

You didn’t answer. Instead, you plopped on you bed, and with a sweep, draped the blanket over both of you.

Beside you, Daryl tensed all over.

You whispered, “Are you going to hate me forever?”

“I don’t hate ya,” he grumbled.

“Oh? Then why do you keep your eyes on me all the time. Follow me around, make sure you’re sleeping near me every night. Don’t you trust me?”

He squinted at you, but there was no mistaking the blush on his cheeks. The moonlight streaming through the window lit his face pefectly.

“I trust ya. A little,” he admitted.

“Do you trust me enough to share this blanket then?”

He clenched his jaw. “If I stay under this blanket with ya, it’s me I don’t trust.”

You blinked in shock. The cause of his blush was made abundantly clear. The man was attracted to you. The thought instantly made you squee internally.

You smirked at him. “Maybe I wouldn’t mind you being a little mistrustful?”

He studied you for a moment as if you’d lost your mind.

“Last chance,” you teased.

With a growl, Daryl pulled you against him and yanked the blanket overhead until it completely covered both of you.

There, in the darkness, and as quietly as possible, Daryl demonstrated all the delightful ways he was untrustworthy. You also showed him a few of your own.

After than night, Daryl still kept watching you, albeit for an entirely different reason than before.

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celtic-crossbow · 9 months

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And Now We Get to Fly

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x reader (gn)

Setting: Sometime post Alexandria

Warnings: None

Summary: Just some fluff.

A/N: I am working on requests but I needed to finish this first.

You couldn’t be sure what woke you. In the haze of sleep, you blinked slowly at the window, able to make out the pale light of the moon creeping through the sheer curtains. As the fog in your head began to clear, you realized belatedly that it was still the middle of the night. You could recall no nightmares or even the startle of any sudden noise. Still, your brow furrowed and you listened.

Silence.

Several more minutes passed, yet you still heard nothing beyond the shifting of Dog on the rug below the opposite side of the bed and the slow, steady breathing from the pillow beside your own. You were lying on your back, so turning your head was a simple enough feat without risk of disturbing the slumbering man at your side. Your smile came unbidden.

Daryl was on his stomach, face turned toward you with his arm draped loosely over your midsection. He looked so peaceful that you felt the sudden need to fight back tears threatening to collect in your waterline. There wasn’t a single twitch. Not one line of pain or worry.

You could remember sharing sleeping space with him as far back as the Greene farm; how he would jerk awake with a choked off shout and quickly retreat to check the perimeter. The nightmares were at their worst back then. Slowly, over time, he began to sleep closer and began holding you. There was an obvious shift in his sleeping habits, meaning he actually got some sleep.

Then came Negan.

And you had to start all over.

Still, here you both were. Years later and all you wanted to do was see him relaxed and at peace forever. You focused on his breathing, soft and even. The weight of his arm across you was grounding and proven to keep your own demons at bay. You wanted to capture this moment and hold onto it tightly forever.

This alone was worth all you had been through since the end of the world.

“Whatcha starin’ at?”

His voice was low and rough, laced with sleep. His eyes remained closed. You turned onto your side to face him and brushed the hair away from his face. He melted impossibly deeper into the pillow with a sigh that you weren’t even sure he realized he had emitted.

You smiled. “Everything.”

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ennedixon · 5 months

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Daryl was standing in front of the mirror, looking at himself while frowning slightly.

“What are you doing?”

You asked softly, rubbing your eyes while coming out of the bathroom of your shared house in Alexandria, your voice raspy from waking up just a few minutes ago.

“Nothin’”

You hummed softly before plopping down on your bed, tilting your head slightly while balancing yourself on your elbows to look at him, you frowned slightly at his own frown before moving up to him

“C’mere”

You sat behind him, grabbing his waist to rest your forehead against his naked back

“Hmm”

You began to rub his waist, kissing his lower back before moving your hands to his tummy, resting them there.

You loved his tummy.

“You’re so beautiful, you know that, right?”

Your voice was muffled by his skin.

He let his head fall back in appreciation, his brown locks looking even longer than before.

“‘m old”

You almost missed what he said

You stood up, running your hands up his hips and over his chest before resting your chin on his shoulder to look at him through the mirror

“You’re so beautiful, love”

You kissed his neck before speaking again

“Look at you”

Another kiss

“Look at your waist that I, oh, so love to hold and squeeze”

A squeeze to his waist follows

“Your beautiful, beautiful chest that makes a perfect pillow for me”

He hums softly in appreciation while closing his eyes as you squeezed his chest, running your hands up and down

“And your arms, oh my god, your big, strong arms that you wrap so lovingly around me. I mean, oh my god, they’re bigger than my head, baby”

You said that while littering both of his arms with kisses

“And your shoulders are so big”

A hard squeeze to his shoulders follows and a groan from him in response

“I am so in love with you”

Your hands wandered down to his hands

“You know what’s my favourite part, though?”

“Wha’?”

Your lips hovered over his ear

“Your hands”

You took both of his hands in your own, squeezing them before bringing them up to your lips to kiss them.

“I love when you wrap them around my neck or tangle them in my hair while kissing. They’re so big it makes my mouth water”

You returned to his back, littering his scars with kisses. You noticed the way his body tensed up for a second before fully relaxing again

“The way your back muscles move when you work, the sweat running down your body-”

You hummed before speaking again

“Drives me crazy”

You moved your chin back to rest on his shoulder, looking at him through your lashes through the mirror

“You’re beautiful”

He hums before turning around to look at you, you circle your arms around his waist while he wraps his arms around your shoulder.

“I love ya”

“I love you too, so much”

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cosmic-glow · 2 years

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So I have a request

Can u write when Daryl and reader are together and he is insecure about his scars on his back and sceard of reader gonna hate him Couse of that but somehow reader found out about that. But she was so gentle with him and told him that's she was going to love him no matter what and she kissed every part of his scars ?

Notes: I've already read some oneshots with this proposal, so I tried to do something a little different and I hope you like it, sorry for the delay, good reading!

Warnings: Daryl x gn!reader, normal twd violence. Beth obeys her sister and stays on the bus to escape prison, resulting in only Daryl and Y/n wandering through the woods. Unfortunately I don't know the @ of the artist who made the fanart :(

The air that entered your lungs seemed to burn with the anxiety that was growing in your chest, the strong smell of gunpowder gave you a headache that did not allow you to think straight, everything around you seemed to be happening more slowly, the sound loud of the explosions and shots left you bewildered, not knowing for sure what to do or where to go, your only instinct now was to survive, that was what kept you on your feet. Crossing the prison yard you didn't hesitate to pull the trigger to get the governor's allies out of your way. Fear had taken hold of you, but the situation didn't allow you to stop, you had to get out of that place. The last thing you managed to do was pick up the bag of weapons left behind by someone before leaving his old shelter, his group's refuge, now ablaze and overrun by walkers.

You knew that a part of the group had fled with the bus, but never found it. Your people had split up and now you were alone, just as you were when you found the group in the quarry.

During those days that you roamed in the forest, you only cared about food, water and shelter. When hunting, you remembered all the things that Daryl taught you about it, following the man's advices to the letter, you felt a tightness in your heart when you managed to hunt some animal and remembered maybe you would never see the man again to "piss him off" bragging about having done it all right and alone. Something that always ended with the two of you laughing.

You and Daryl tried to create a certain refuge in those moments you had together. Of course it wasn't always like this, at first Dixon was very harsh, giving no ground to anyone who tried to approach him, including you. Nowadays you believe that this was a way to protect himself since the man was never very good at - and was not even allowed to - deal with his feelings. But your insistence on checking if the archer was all right whenever he returned from a run, the way you looked at him without any judgment, and even trusted him to ask for help with something, gradually made these barriers fall.

And on the farm, have completely fallen down.

The discussion you had with Andrea when even under warning not to shoot she pulled that damn trigger made it more than clear how much you cared about the archer. And from that day on you both felt more comfortable with whatever that feeling was and became even closer.

After the property crash, you realized your feelings for him by how scared you were to think that you had lost him in that place. You remember the feeling of relief spreading through your whole body when you found him again in the traffic jam, and by the way he froze when his eyes met yours, you could tell he felt the same way. Without hesitation, you ran to the brunette and threw your arms around his neck to pull him closer, which he returned by wrapping his body in your arms. In that embrace neither of you was ashamed to say how afraid felt at the thought of losing the other.

And since that day, after all the fear you both felt, you surrendered to that feeling, and looking up at the night sky, leaning on Daryl's shoulder in that makeshift campsite by the group, you declared your love in a sleepy whisper, which was reciprocated by him before you fall asleep. In prison you both could finally rest a little and enjoy each other's presence in a safe place. And so, the way the whole group lost this refuge, the way the place was completely taken over and destroyed, still made you wake up at night breathless and in a cold sweat. Your entire group had split up, and after a few weeks of not finding any trace of a clue to anyone's whereabouts, you no longer knew if you would ever really find them again.

And here you were, walking alone in the middle of the forest. Without a clear direction you had become a nomad. When you woke up you unpacked your makeshift camp and went in search of supplies, especially food, and before nightfall you were already looking for a shelter to spend the night and rest before the next day began, where you would do the same things as the day before, going further and further ahead.

But this time the lilac tones were already taking over the orange sky and you still hadn't found a shelter or any decent place to make a camp. It was then that among the trees you caught sight, further ahead, of a silhouette that made you pick up your pace. It was a hut, you had found a hut. Without delay, you approached the house when you noticed that it must have been abandoned. The walls were old and the property seemed to have been forgotten even before the fall. Prowling around the place you made sure it was empty by looking through the windows, and there was nothing but dust and old broken furniture. As you approached the front door something in you put you on alert, so you chose to go around the house. Feeling more secure at the back door you prepared yourself - pulling your gun - and mentally counted to three before turning the knob and opening the door.

Stepping back you raised the gun ready to aim at any threat that might be on the other side. The opening revealed to you someone on the other side also already prepared to receive you with a gun pointed at you. And then the crossbow in the man's arms ducked as it recognized you.

-Y/n?- Dixon asked immobile.

Are him, you had found the archer, you had found Daryl! He was right there in front of you, unharmed and well, he's still alive.

-Daryl?- you put the gun down still not able to believe it.

This time he was the one who ran to you and hugged you tight, not wanting to let go for fear of being separated from you again. You were fine, you were alive, and now you were with him.

-I thought I lost ya- he confessed with a shaky voice.

-Me too…- you replied hugging him tighter.

(...)

Days passed, neither of you had the courage to leave the other alone, afraid that if you did the other would disappear. The first night, in order to completely relax and sleep, Daryl hugged you and brought your body as close to him as he could, which also made you feel safe to close your eyes and sleep, feeling him around you. The following nights were not much different. You both needed to get over the longing you felt for each other, as well as the fear and worry that clouded your thoughts during these days alone, but you both agreed that you needed to keep looking for any sign of the group.

The idea of moving away from the only place you could consider a real shelter didn't appeal to you much, but if it would give you some chance of meeting up with the group again, so be it.

The two of you wandered through the forest, and strangely enough this scenario was very comforting to you, following Daryl into the forest while their eyes searched intently for any sign that indicated the whereabouts of someone, was something you had become accustomed to doing, and being back in this situation calmed you down. Maybe that's what made you careless.

Turning quickly on your heels you drew your knife to strike the source of the hoarse noise beside you. You pierced the skull of the walker who was already close enough to bite you in the shoulder if had lingered a second longer. You didn't notice Dixon who had turned around, but when he saw that you had taken care of that he backed away a bit, not realizing that the pile of leaves behind him was hiding a dead man who had been awakened by the moment's movement. With unusual strength, the walker grabbed Daryl's foot, which made him unbalance and fall backwards, feeling something pierce his torso.

-Daryl!- you screamed when you heard the fall.

Pulling the knife from the dead man's skull you turned your attention to the other who was on the ground trying to reach the archer's leg with his teeth. Finishing his movements, you now moved quickly to the brunette, whose face was contorted by the pain in his abdomen. Noticing the blood that surged from his torso you despaired as you saw the sharp pointed object that had pierced the side of his abdomen, below his ribs, it was a broken and pointed twig, now soiled by the dark scarlet hue.

With his arm around your shoulder you carried the man back to the cabin. Laying him on the clean sheet on the mattress you took the first aid kit you had in your bag. With trembling hands you separated what you were going to use and were about to remove the man's shirt when you felt his hands stop you.

-I do it- he couldn't help but spit out some blood.

Was he crazy? He could barely speak and wanted to do this dressing all by himself? No chance.

-Daryl, stop it, is not the time- you tried to tug at his shirt one more time but his arm remained rigid- Daryl…

With your tone already impatient, the two of you stare at each other for a moment before he gives up and lets go of your arm. Finally letting you take off his shirt to tend to his wound, you soon noticed some small scars on his chest and abdomen, but you were really surprised when you saw the ones he had on his back, these, however, were bigger. It was visible that the marks had been made intentionally, which made your heart squeeze even more as you thought about the dark past he had to spend trapped in that house with his father. Continuing the procedure you removed the branch and stopped the bleeding, cleaning the site you prepared to sew it up and finished by attaching gauze to the region.

-I'm done…- you said putting things away.

Still with difficulty he again covered his body with the old shirt, silently, without the courage to look at you.

(...)

Night fell quickly and soon the whole room was dark, you quickly arranged the place to sleep since Dixon's mobility was now reduced. Sitting on the edge of the mattress you pulled up a piece of the blanket to protect you from the cold. Daryl was silent for the rest of the day, with a faraway look that refused to meet his own.

-Is the wound better?

-Hmm- he muttered and you assumed it was a yes.

And then silence fell over the room again, this time causing greater discomfort than before. You were sitting on the makeshift bed, trying to find the words to reassure the man next to you - who was lying with his back to you - about what you had seen today. But Daryl was quicker.

-'m sorry you had to see this...

-Daryl…- you turned around and almost put your hand on his shoulder, but held back not sure if you should- there's nothing to apologize for…I'm sorry you had to go through that, you didn't deserve it-

The words escaped you, not knowing if it was what he wanted to hear, what should you say to the man anyway? You knew there were no words you could say that were enough, you finally saw how bad his relationship with his father was and you weren't even sure how to comfort him, you felt so worthless, your heart ached to imagine that this kind man that you love so much endured so much hate trapped in that house.

-... Ya deserve someona better - he finally revealed what was troubling his thoughts.

-Someone better? Daryl, you're better than anything I ever imagined! I felt like a part of me died when I lost you, I've never- ... I've never loved anyone like that.

You couldn't hold on any longer to what you felt these days alone in the forest, you couldn't hide it from the man anymore when he was feeling this way. The person you love, admire and care about the most, feeling insecure because of something that wasn't his fault, that wasn't fair.

Finally sitting up in bed and turning to you he could see the tears that threatened to fall from your eyes. You saw his face fall, ready to apologize, but you interrupted him by kissing one side of his face and holding the other, "I fell in love with everything about you" you whispered. Taking advantage that he had taken off his shirt to sleep you distributed kisses over each of his scars, "every part" you said in the middle of it. Turning your gaze back to him, you held the man's face gently.

-Do you understand this?

And now Daryl also had tears in his eyes when you sealed your lips, showing all the love you felt for him with your kiss. He had never felt so loved, so welcomed, it was something only you could make him feel, and he was so grateful for that, for the way you accepted and cared for him, how you assured him of your love for him, for simply having you by his side.

He knew he couldn't bear to be without you again and would do whatever it took to make sure it never happened again.

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All I Wanted Was You

Warnings: ANGST, Rick being an ass, CHEATING, Daryl being protective and Negan being an ass and flirting at wrong times.

Series maybe (pt 1)

Rick had always been a man who usually knew what he wanted. It was part of the reason he was the leader of your group. He always took charge and made big desisious after thinking about it long and hard. It was something you admired about him.

It was one of the many things that made you fall for the man. The way he lead everyone through all the troubles that had came your way. How he cared for Carl and Judith and always made sure people were okay. Its was admirable how he cared for people.

In fact there was a time when he was sure of you. He had developed feelings for you many years ago and he was very sure that he wanted you. So when the two of you finally got together it was amazing. As amazing anything could be in the apocalypse. He would fall asleep next to you and you even woke up with him in bed. Some days he would be up early and heading to go do things he had to do. But on the days when he would sleep in late, with only the sheet covering your bodies. Those were the days you really just let yourself pretend there were no walkers. Just the two of you and your family happy and safe.

With the both of you being a couple, it was something people could tell if they paid attention. Either holding hands or taking care of eachother. When shit went down he would always try to protect you, or look for each other afterwards. You would do the same for him. People just knew.

However that all slowly began to change after about two years into the relationship. At first you kept making excuses for him. Saying it was because she was new and he had to make sure she wasn't a threat to anyone. That he had to show her around. Help her train and make sure she knew the rules and everything.

It started the day that Michonne joined the group. At first Rick was still right beside you the whole time. A bit weary of her because he didnt know her and she was new. He didnt want to make the wrong decision but he ultamitaly decided to let her stay.

You and the group were a bit hesistant at first. But when she slowly began to help people with things around town. Everyone started to get along better, letting her feel welcome. You even went out of your way to talk to her and invite her on small trips.

Everything was fine, or so you thought. But after a while Rick started to become distant. He would wake up in the morning and instead of staying in bed and wrap his arm around you. He now gets up and throws clothes on and barely even kisses you goodbye.

There was one morning when you had wanted to spend some time with him. Make the both of you some food before starting the day but he had decided to take a quick shower and start heading out. You were trying to have a conversation with him but he was giving you rushed answers as he put on his boots.

You walked up to him and grabbed ahold of his arm and made him look at you. "Rick what is going on. Why are you in such a rush?" you asked and he looked at you "Just have to go on a run with michonne and Daryl. We gotta try to find more weapons"

He seemed to be telling the truth so instead of starting what you knew would be an argument you nod. "Alright I love you" and with that he begins to walk out the door saying "love you" and that's only one of the things that makes your chest hurt. He always said "i love you too" never just two words. The other thing was that he didn't even look at you when he said it and left without a kiss or anything.

This wasn't the Rick you agreed to be with. But maybe he was just going through things he couldn't talk about. All you knew was that he is the man you want, you've been in love with him for years. Carl even liked you and that took a bit of work because he wasn't a big fan of opening up right away But you two were close now.

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It had been five months since Michonne had entered the group. You hadn't seen much of her but you haven't seen much of Rick either. Deciding to spend time with Maggie or Dary to fill your time. Maggie had been your best friend since before the outbreak happened. Both of you adjusting to this new life. She was even your number one supporter when you and Rick had gotten together.

The both of you had been on patrol just making sure no walkers were coming. It was a slow day so the both of you were talking for a while and she could sense that something was wrong. "okay what is going on? You're being off"

A sigh escapes you and you begin to vent. Telling her about how rick has been acting and about the fact that he's almost always out. And when he's not he comes back and he is quiet. Nothing like the man you fell in love with. Even Maggie is confused because that is weird behavior from him.

But then you go and try to defend him. "But I know he's been working a lot. He goes out on runs alot with Daryl and Michonne and comes back just really tired"

As if you had summoned him. Daryl comes around the corner looking sweaty, probably just coming back from hunting. "what about me?" he asks and so you say "You and Rick have been going out on runs a lot with Michonne"

He looks confused and shakes his head "No I haven't. Only runs I go on, im alone or with Carol" Now its your turn to look confused "what do you mean? Are you trying to tell me that Rick has been alone with Michonne for months now.?"

Maggie grabs ahold of your hand and you scoff and stand straight up. Brushing yourself off "I am so sick and tired of this. I thought he liked me...well loved me. He wanted ME before she came along. But that's just life right, there always is another person someway somehow"

Daryl looks guilty even when he has done nothing wrong. Maggie pulls you into a hug while Daryl rests his hand on your back. You don't cry but you just stand there for a moment before pulling away. "Daryl i'm going to go on the trip you all are taking. I'm going to go kill Negan with you all"

Maggie nods and Daryl smiles "alright. Go get some sleep cause we are leaving tomorrow" you nod and walk back home and once again you go to sleep alone. Rick was gone when you woke up which is probably best since he didn't want you to go on the trip with everyone. But you are anyways.

You end up getting ready, putting on a thick shirt and made sure to have a bag and some supplies with you. Weapons were always around you so you made sure they were loaded before making yourself a quick breakfast. You were in the middle of eating when you hear a knock. "come in" you say and in comes Daryl.

"we gotta go. You're riding with me on the bike" he says and you nod. He always seemed to know exactly what you wanted. Just knowing you don't want to be near anyone besides him and Maggie right now. So when you guys walk to everyone , he gets on the bike before holding out his hand and helping you get on.

Once you guys are on and ready is when Rick walks to the group. He gives his pep talk, one that you weren't listening to at all. Your hand still in Daryl's squeezing it. Rick looks around and notices you and he gives you a look basically asking what the hell you were doing. But you look away from him and tell Daryl to start the bike.

Everyone leaves and some go separate ways. You were always with Daryl, he seems to want to keep you as close as possible to protect you. The both of you talk during the ride because its how you cope with nerves. By physical touch or cracking jokes. So he just listens and laughs at some of the things you say.

When the two of you get there Rick tries to talk to Negan. He walks out and they walk up to each other. You were beside Daryl who has a hand on your arm. Rick and Negan are arguing and having a contest on whose dick is bigger. (not really) but it's what they are acting like. Seeing who will make the first move, however when Negan turns and looks at you he smirks.

You had only ever seen this man one other time and that was when he killed Glenn. However he seemed to recognize you and he runs his tongue across his teeth and smirks. "well well well. I see you brought me a little surprize. Why don't you come on out darling"

Daryl grips onto you but you turn to place your hand on his chest. "its okay Daryl. Let me do what I've gotta do. I've gotta get you all out of this, no matter what I have to do" He gives you a look as you pull out of his hold and walk out into the open.

Rick looks at you "what the hell are you doing?"

Walking up closer but giving space so your farthest away from rick as you can be. "Doing what I have to" you say with a monotone voice. This earns a chuckle from Negan "woah Lovebirds aren't singing this time. Trouble in paradise?"

This makes you and Rick both look at him. Negan holds up his hand in mock surrender. "look just let them go. Most of these people have families to get back too"

At your words one of Negan's followers holds up the gun and aims it at you. You freeze in your spot but you don't look scared, in fact the only one who reacts is Daryl. He starts to walk in front of you but Rick holds his hand out to silently tell him to stop. Rick doesn't even look phased and thats what causes your chest to ache.

Negan had quickly looked at the man who was aiming at you and said "now we don't go around shooting people who hasn't really done anything to deserve it. Especially such a pretty one" The man lowers it and you seem to be able to breathe a bit more but he aims it at Rick now and that's when you stand in front of him. Shielding him from the bullet if they were to shoot.

You look straight at negan "Look enough with this fake flattery. It will get you no where with me. If you want to get anywhere with me, you will let them go. Rick has a family to get back too, Daryl he has Carol, Everyone has someone waiting for them, especially kids." you pause to breath for a second before deciding your next choice of words. "haven't you ever had a child or someone you cared about. That you would do anything to get back home too."

A muscle in Negan's face tenses and you already know the answer. "then let them go. I'm sure your a reasonable man when you want to be" you try to flatter him just a little before he speaks "And what about you huh? What do you have back there waiting for you?"

He steps closer to you which makes you look up at him. Not backing down from whatever he was trying to do. Which was intimidate you. "Absolutely nothing. What do you have waiting for you? Just a bunch of people who follow you cause they are scared of you. Does anyone really hope and pray that you come back?"

Negan grips your jaw which makes you wince but you remain eye contact. You knew you struck a nerve and that was the point. "You better watch how you speak to me. I may not have someone hoping that I come back, but it seems to me like you also have no one. Not even the man you love seems to be worried about you"

Now he had hit a nerve and you grip onto his leather jacket and pulled up away from you. Just enough so that you could swing at him. Your fist hits hit jaw and he chuckles at that. "don't ever speak to me about what I do or don't have. That is none of your business"

Instead of negan retaliating from you hitting him. Instead he grabs your arm and pull you close to him. Then he looks out at everyone saying loudly "we will let them go. Go back to their people, but i'm not going empty handed" His grip on you tightens and you groan. "ill be taking y/n. Back with me so now I have two of your people"

Negan looks down at you and you glare up at him. Obviously not happy with the arrangement but you knew how this was going to go. Before you stepped out of alexandria. The first time you met Negan he had seemed fascinated by you. In fact you had yelled at him in front of everyone and even killed one of his people after he killed Glenn. And when he didn't kill you on the spot. That's when you knew he wouldn't.

However when Eugene had left and joined their group. Is when you made your own plan, you would get on the inside too. Fuck some shit up on the downlow. Eugene had been your best friend, the both of you being inseparable and when he left is when you knew you had to go through with the plan. And here you were.

So when Negan looks down at you and asks "Who are you?" Everyone knew what he wanted the answer to be. Maggie gasps and everyone's eyes are on you, Even Ricks. If this is what you had to do to get his attention, you didn't want it. Taking a deep breath before saying "Im Negan"

This is when everyone was aloud to react. Negan loved a crowd reaction, he loved the attention. Especially when he got what he wanted. Daryl tried to grab you but Rick pulled him away "what do ya think yer doin" he asks and you look over at him. Tears threatening to fill your eyes but you look at Rick.

He looks confused and a little disappointed. There was no love in his expression, their hasn't been for months now and so you looked back at Daryl. Who looked pissed and hurt and something else you couldn't quite place. Maybe desperation. "Im doing what's best"

When Rick had finally gotten Daryl inside a car and he stopped fighting. He runs to Michonne, his hands on her shoulders and arms. Checking for any bruises or wounds and when she reassures him shes unharmed. You can visibly see the sigh of relief he has, as he pulls her to him holding her close.

That is what you had been missing for months. Thats whats been missing in his eyes when he looked at you. Now you knew why, Its because hes been giving all of his love to her.

You must have looked as awful as you were feeling because Negan places his arm around you. At first you think he's going to flirt or joke around but he actually just pulls you to him and begins to walk the both of you back inside. He doesn't say anything, for the first time he has nothing to say.

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