#daryl gray

[detectivedrewshouldgetaclue]

I still find the original image more terrifying.

#nancy drew #her interactive #clue crew #nancy drew pc games #nancy drew memes #nancy drew meme #cre #creature of kapu cave #the creature of kapu cave #daryl gray #darylgate #frank and joe hardy #frank hardy #joe hardy #the hardy boys #hardy boys #hardy brothers

[swanlake1998]

miyoko kato, tanju tuzer, michele morgan, roberto medina, mindy gars, daryl gray, and vickie garlitz photographed performing in brian macdonald's time out of mind by milton oleaga

#ballet #ballerina #ballerino #miyoko kato #tanju tuzer #michele morgan #roberto medina #mindy gars #daryl gray #vickie garlitz #milton oleaga

[gaycelebritywatch]

COMING SOON...

...DARYL GRAY: ALL-AMERICAN STRAIGHT BOY, OR TREASONOUS STRAIGHT-UP HOMO?

#gay celebrity watch #daryl gray

[incorrectnancydrewquotes]

Daryl: [leans close to Nancy]

Nancy: Daryl? I can taste your axe body spray.

#Nancy Drew #daryl gray #sck #Secrets Can Kill #original: glee #mod amy

[ineedacwtch]

Maxine’s Diner in Nancy Drew: Secrets Can Kill (remastered) should be shut down. There are numerous health and safety hazards and Daryl is just the worst employee.

To start, the tables of the (mostly) empty diner haven’t been cleared. There’s legitimately no excuse for it, since Daryl clearly isn’t busy.

In fact he has plenty of opportunities to hit on Nancy despite her repeatedly telling him she has a boyfriend.

My personal favorite is when Nancy says he must have some “pretty special contacts” and he makes the above lame joke. Nancy is able to ask him to explain himself, which leads to an awkward explanation. This is the best way, incidentally, to make jerks telling inappropriate jokes uncomfortable. Just pretend you don’t get it and make them explain themselves. HeR teaching those useful life skills.

Then there’s the stove. It’s filthy and looks like it’s never been cleaned. Vegetables are just left hanging out on the counter as well. Nancy can see all this because she can just walk into the kitchen without a single comment from Daryl. This seems like a glaring health and safety issue, given all the ways someone could potentially injure themselves, not to mention the food that presumably will be served to customers.

Then the worst safety violation of them all:

The stove’s gas line is being held in place by a pair of bolt cutters and, later, a soup ladle. When Nancy removes the bolt cutters the kitchen immediately begins filling up with gas and failure to find something to replace them with results in death. The connection of the gas line seems so so weak that it is likely that, even with something holding it in place, gas is slowly leaking out.

What’s more, the presence of the bolt cutters at all shows that someone knows about the issue and has actively chosen not to fix it properly.

Maxine should be ashamed of herself. No wonder no one eats there, the food probably makes them sick.

#nancy drew #clue crew #her interactive #nancy drew games #secrets can kill #SCK #Maxine’s Diner #Daryl Gray

[blackros78]

Helix with some babes, 1980s

#helix #1980s #80s babes #hard rock #classic rock #brian vollmer #brent doerner #paul hackman #daryl gray #greg hinz

[queenofbrooklyn]

My favorite difference in the SCK remastered game versus the book is that in the game you can get an achievement for shutting down Daryl’s flirting attempts but in the book Nancy is all over him before she knows anything about him

Let Nancy be horny for suspects!! It’s more fun that way lolol

#nancy drew #clue crew #SCK #Daryl Gray

[ragnarthemess]

Daryl doesn't appreciate door to door sales people.

#nancy drew #daryl gray #darylgate

[veediogames]

daryl gray identifies as a male feminist

#nancy drew #nancy drew secrets can kill remastered #secrets can kill #daryl gray #her interactive

[tfg5]

#open:nancydrew #daryl gray

[mikeladano]

REVIEW: Helix - "Brother From A Different Mother" (2022 single)

HELIX – “Brother From A Different Mother” (2022 download single) In 2021, Helix recorded a new song called “Brother From A Different Mother”, about a good friend of singer Brian Vollmer.  It was released in 2022 as a download, complete with “NFT’s” which…I don’t know what you do with that, but the mp3 file can be downloaded and played like any other! The song “Brother From A Different Mother” is…

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#brian vollmer #Brother From A Different Mother #Canadian rock #Chris Julke #daryl gray #greg fritz hinz #hard rock #heavy metal #Helix #mp3 #NFT #sean kelly #single

[detectivedrewshouldgetaclue]

Oh la la…

#nancy drew #her interactive #clue crew #nancy drew pc games #nancy drew memes #nancy drew meme #nancy drew books #sck #secrets can kill #trt #treasure in the royal tower #darylgate #daryl gray

[asharkapologist]

So a few months ago I was listening to Vote4Holts playthrough of the original SCK (which is utterly hilarious and my favorite playthrough I've seen of that game, I'd definitely recommend watching it) and I thought it was hilarious how nonchalant Daryl was about finding Jake's corpse ("man, it was nasty!" he says with a big smile) and even though I know he has more of a reaction in the Remastered version, I decided to draw an angsty picture of OG Daryl having more of a reaction to discovering a corpse:

I also wrote a short story (less than 4k words) about Daryl developing slight PTSD after the events of the original game (But I guess there's an upside too, since I also write a bit about him and Connie's developing relationship). Also note: I randomly combine elements from both versions; although I use the original's ending, I use the remastered version of Jake and combine elements from Daryl and Connie from both games into one (though they're more skewed to the original). If you'd like to read it, here's the link:

#nancy drew #nancy drew games #secrets can kill #sck #daryl gray #connie watson #jake rogers

[optimist-pine]

When Skies Are Gray (Ch.1)

Summary: You cross paths with someone from your past on the worst day of your life (which is saying a lot).

Warnings: Typical TWD content! Injury, death, suggestions of SA, language, etc.

Word Count: 1,661

Era: Between seasons 3 & 4, before Rick stops going on runs

A/n: I convinced myself that Daryl Dixon and coffee shop AU could totally go together...

One mistake. Very likely your last one at that. However, judging by the look in the man's eye, you may have just enough time to squeeze in another before your life comes to a permanent close. A grand finale of utterly screwing up. Seems fitting.

    Despite everything, you don't actually desire the finality of death yet. The adrenaline surging through your bones reminds you that hope isn't completely gone until your body starts walking around, y'know, without your soul attached.

    Past the end of your revolver, the man's pistol aims back at you, a cruel, sordid smile crawling across his face as his gaze roams around your figure. "Came in here lookin' for somethin' to ease our appetites... Looks like we found ourselves some dessert instead." He sounds quite pleased with himself, and you can only imagine what terrible thoughts are filling his mind.

    You can't withhold the cold shiver that slips down your spine, cursing inwardly. Stupid. There were so many things you should've done differently to prevent this exact scenario from happening, but you'd gotten comfortable. 

    The small shop held the slightest promise of ammunition; that's the only reason you'd even risked investigating it with the encroaching threat of dusk at your heels. But you'd been sloppy in scoping the place out, and careless enough that when a cold hand grabbed you from behind you'd shot without a second thought.

     Now you're reaping the repercussions of your foolishness. The lump of a body lay bleeding on the dirty linoleum floor. And you stand trapped between two men with guns who have worse intentions than using them on you.

     "Dammit, man, she shot Jed!" The second man cries from behind you.

    The first man doesn't even spare a glance. "If he let some bitch shoot 'im, then he d'serves it." He spits

    "Duke, I dunno man." His boots shift nervously. "Let's just get tha' hell outta here." Please, please do your mind pleads.

    The man named Duke begins to saunter towards you slowly, toying with you. "My pal an' I here are gonna have a fun night courtesy of you, doll. Then, after, we'll kill ya." Your arms are beginning to feel the strain from holding out your own gun for so long. You readjust your grip, but what's the point? He's almost to you now. "How's that sound?" Your thoughts are swirling, there's no way you can escape without getting at least seriously injured. But if that's the only option besides giving up willingly... well, you'll take that chance. You have to.

    On the count of three... one... tw

    BLAM!

    You drop to the ground in a crouch, expecting the inevitable overwhelming pain of being shot to take over your body - but it never does. You lift your head to find Duke... dead. You whip around to see the other man with an arrow through his eye. Your gun's back out in an instant, aimed at a new target that emerges from behind a rusty shelf.

    The new man holds a crossbow, posture rigid and shoulders sturdy. A good portion of his face is blocked by the bow except for feathers of brunette hair shrouding a blue eye. 

    "Whoa, there." The sound of a hammer being cocked at your back sends a rush of fury through you. Was this some sort of sick joke? Held at gunpoint by two men, then being rescued only to be held at gunpoint again by two different men? If you were honest with yourself, it wasn't all that surprising though. As far as luck went you were permanently scraping the bottom of the barrel.

    The crossbow in front of you lowers suddenly. "Lav'nder?"

    Now that you can see both of them clearly those blue eyes look awfully familiar. "Dixon?"

    BLAM!

    A blinding pain floods through your right shoulder so quickly that you collapse, sharp waves of heat blooming and spreading and taking over your whole body. You can see your gun lying in the dust and dirt. Huh, you hadn't realized you'd dropped it. You study the weapon as the daylight dims; the sun must not be wasting any time in its descent this evening. You think someone is talking but their voice is fading, the pain is numbing, the darkness is turning to black. There's never been a colder place than the floor of this cursed little shop.

    One last stop before heading back home. An old hole-in-the-wall gun store on the off chance they'll find anything to help replenish the resources depleted in the fight against the Governor. 

    What little promise the place does have dissipates the moment a solitary gunshot rings through the air; all senses immediately on the alert. It isn't hard to discern the situation, the lead man's intentions are unmistakable. And so, they do what they've had to do too many times before.

    But when the woman turns around, what he sees takes him a minute to process. You. He knows you. The word sounds stupid, but it escapes him nonetheless. Then again, maybe not completely stupid because you do remember him.

    BLAM!

    "Dammit!" Daryl shouts, unleashing his arrow into the skull of the third man. The man they'd mistakenly presumed was already dead. He rushes to your side, inspecting the wound. Clean through the shoulder. Good. He removes his vest and sheds his long-sleeved shirt, tying it around your shoulder, holding pressure. By the time he manages to bring himself to look you in the eye, you're already out of it.

    Rick rifles around the men's belongings, gathering up their weapons and anything else that's useful. "You know her?" He asks, skeptical, with that particular cock of his head.

    Daryl nods. "M'yeah. I did." He replies softly. You looked so different now; ragged, weary... alone. But still, he would recognize you anywhere. "C'mon, we gotta get 'er back to Hershel and Dr. S."

    Rick's checking out your belongings now, snatching your gun off the floor to inspect it. "D'you trust her?" He asks.

    Daryl hefts you up into his arms - it's easier than it should be. "She's a good one." An understatement.

    "Heh, yeah." Rick chuckles, holding your gun out for him to inspect. "Cylinder's empty. Held off four men with a gun that wasn't even loaded." He gives Daryl a nod. "Let's get 'er home."

    Daryl sits with your head in his lap, the rest of your body carefully draped across the backseat of the truck, hair spilling haphazardly across his pant legs. His fingertips hover nervously above your face, the overwhelming urge to physically reassure himself that you're really here growing by the second. He's terrified though. Why? Jus' do it. Rough fingers ever so gently brush dirty locks behind your ear, revealing sun-worn skin gone pale.

    It's like he can't look long enough or hard enough at your face to make it feel true. To make you feel real. Are you? Out of anyone who could've found their way here from his past... Out of all the deadbeats and scumbags he would be unsurprised to find thriving in the lawlessness...

    It was you.

    The town had one lonely cafe, which was unfortunately sandwiched smack dab between the tattoo parlor and the pub - aka, Merle's playground. Once Merle had left for the military and then landed himself in prison, Daryl had kept to the same old routine more out of habit than desire. 

    He was on his way to the tattoo parlor late that afternoon - he can't remember why he was using the front entrance because he almost always went in through the back - but that day he had to walk past the happy little cafe to get there...

    It's a warm spring day, the air beginning to fill with the scent of flowers instead of just dirt and cold. Which also means that people are sitting out front of the little coffee joint straining to soak up the last rays of sunshine. The shop windows are open to let in the fresh air, making the place seem noisier than usual.

    "Lavender latte!" A barista shouts around the clamor from inside.

    The screech of metal on cement to his left as a girl pushes out her chair. Just as he's about to walk past, he hears the scuff of a foot against the sidewalk and suddenly she's falling toward him. He reaches up to brace himself and stabilize her shoulders as her palms thud against his chest.

    She pulls back, quick as a whip, eyes huge as pink begins to sprout on her cheeks. "I'm so sorry!" She blurts, gaze flickering around. It's weird, but he can't help but notice that she smells good, like really good. Flowers and citrus and earth, real things, not just some overpowering canned perfume like he's used to being around at the bar. She's cute too, feminine but not girly or gaudy, hair wind-whipped, hands and feet with remnants of dirt like she's been outside working. The pages of a paperback flutter in the breeze on the table behind her, the stem of a flower peeking out the bottom of the book.

    "Are you okay?" She asks, eyes focused surely on his now, irises deep and unwavering and... Idiot. He's staring and he hasn't said a thing and you're waiting for a response.

    "M'fine." He says with a grunt, crossing his arms. He almost tells you off for being so clumsy but the barista shouts again:

    "Lavender latte!"

    She brushes her hair behind her ear as if it's a nervous habit. "Oh, okay. That's good... I'd better go get that." She laughs, the corners of her lips just barely pulling up. She starts to walk away but then quickly turns back around. "Thank you!" A full smile this time, and then she disappears behind the door.

    He shakes his head. Entertaining thoughts about a girl like that is ridiculous. At least, that's what he tells the rapid drumming of his heart. Shut up.

#twd #the walking dead #daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #optimist pine #twd season 3 #twd season 4 #when skies are gray

[incorrectnancydrewquotes]

Daryl: I’m looking forward to spring break this year.

Eloise: College kids. America’s best and brightest are coming to town. It’ll be nice to get mooned again.

#daryl gray #Eloise Drew #sck #Secrets Can Kill #original: golden girls #mod amy

[millie-luvs]

Can yall lowkey tell I'm in my TWD phase 😭😭.

I still love criminal minds tho, so don't worry! I'll be posting both.

#criminal minds #the walking dead #carl grimes #rick grimes #twd daryl #daryl dixon #negan smith #chandler riggs #andrew lincoln #norman reedus #jeffrey dean morgan #spencer reid #matthew gray gubler #mgg #Aaron Hotchner #derek morgan #thomas gibson #shemar moore