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dixonzzgirl · 3 months

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imagine…

finding daryl a really cool zippo lighter and seeing him mindlessly flick it open and close throughout the day.

sitting with your feet in his lap while you both relax on the porch swing (alexandria era).

pinky linking instead of full on hand holding.

finally getting to the playful butt swat stage of your relationship + him winding up his t-shirt and chasing you around the house.

him praising you whenever you kill an animal: “nice shot, girl.” “look at you.“ “atta girl.”

reading a book with your legs crossed on his work bench as he tinkers with his bike.

getting a cold and when daryl dips down to kiss your lips, you turn your head away from him. “daryl, don’t! i don’t wanna get you sick!” and then he grabs your chin and presses a firm kiss on your lips anyway.

daryl finds a cowboy hat and drops it on your head. you let out a giggle. “what’s that saying? save a horse, ride a cowboy?” you smirk. his cheeks darken and he turns away from you. “think ya’ got tha’ backwards..” he drawls. “no? pretty sure i’m right…”

eating a lollipop and daryl walks right up and pulls it out of your mouth and puts it in his (or vise versa).

having a journal that you can both communicate in. we all know daryl isn’t the best at communicating his feelings verbally and maybe you aren’t either, so you just write back and forth to each other.

i love the journal idea because you would use it for everything. daryl has to be up early to help rick with something? he’ll scribble a quick “helping rick. come find me.” and as soon as you wake up and feel the void in bed beside you, you go right to the journal.

him getting hard as fuck when you give shane attitude (farm era).

you get into an accident on a run and ending up losing a lot of blood and you wake up later in the infirmary. “ya’ lost a lotta blood,” he says. “then i bet you did too…” you smiled groggily knowing that he gave you some of his (he’s a universal donor).

rubbing aloe vera on his sunburnt skin and he just lets out these sexy ass heavy breaths.

him watching you get visibly frustrated when someone else is helping you with something, but not doing it the way you want it done, so daryl steps in and tells them to get lost.

daryl giving you cold medicine while you’re sick and he makes you take it in front of him and open your mouth to show him that you swallowed it.

a/n: these are my favorite scenarios to imagine when I'm in class :) if you wanna use any of these ideas for a fic, tag me! i'd love to see them!

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ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused · 5 months

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DAY TWENTY-EIGHT: Dry Humping w/ Spencer Reid

a/n: HEY HEY HEY!! So I am fully aware that Spencer was a child during college so this is an alternative universe where he's of the college age 💀 This is basically season one Spencer cause I wanna eat him.

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You didn't like how the other girls in the circle were looking at him. Their lustful eyes eating up a very nervous Spencer, the man playing with his fingers anxiously.

It was obvious that he wasn't used to being in places like this; where everyone was drunk, high or both, couples and randoms making out and practically fucking in every dark corner of the room. You never thought that you'd see The Spencer Reid, your college campus' genius, sitting in a spin the bottle circle in a random frat house.

You had no idea who convinced the poor boy that doing this was a good idea, but you would be damned if any other one of these girls were to get their hands on him. You liked him first — not just liked him — you claimed him. Everyone in your group knew that you liked him, so the fact that they had the fucking gall to look at him that way knowing you were there pissed you off.

"Alright, everybody!" A random bro shouted from on top of one of the dining room tables. "We were going to play Spin The Bottle, but I figured it'd be better if we play Seven Minutes in Heaven, seeing as though we have a special guest here with us tonight."

You knew exactly who he was talking about, and as your eyes lifted to look at Spencer, his gaze was already settled on you, but once he saw you were looking at him, he looked away bashfully. His face flushed a pretty red and so did his ears, and you could practically see the blood threatening to spill from his cuticles as he picked at them.

Your eyes narrowed at the jock angrily, every part of your body yelling at you to tend to Spencer.

But you swallowed it down.

A large group of people gathered around, and then the first spin of the night began. People were gleefully coming and going from the closet, a few of the couples manipulating the bottle so that it landed on them.

"Oh, shit!" One of the frat bros called out loudly. You looked curiously to see all eyes locked on you and Spencer, the tip pointing at you and the end pointing at him.

You must admit, you were a bit… known… around school. You wouldn't say you were popular, now that was a bit childish, but you definitely had connections in a couple different places.

The poor man looked almost frantic, looking at you then looking back down, almost as if saying you didn't have to. Oh, but you did.

"Seven minutes, pretty boy. C'mon." You said as you got up. His eyes were as big as saucers, his mouth gaping akin to like a fish would. You straightened your tight dress, reaching out a well manicured hand.

"If you want this to be over sooner then get up." You whispered sternly. He scrambled to interlock your fingers, and you lead him to the closet that was already significantly hot from the amount of bodies that had been in there already.

"We don't have to do anything you don't want to." You reassured. "No, no… I-I want to, it's just…" He babbled, wringing his hands. "It's just what?" You pushed, stepping closer to him. He gulped, backing up slightly and knocking into the shelves behind him.

"I just don't know how." He didn't know how to make you feel good, how to pleasure you. He was embarrassed to admit to the girl that he liked, who was also totally out of his league, that he was a virgin.

"Why did you come here, then?" You questioned with a slight smirk. "Because… because you were here and I wanted to uh- maybe- I don't know-" You cupped his face, stroking his cheeks.

"Kiss me then, Spence."

"Wh- what?!" He stuttered.

"I said," You spoke, your lips brushing against his, "Kiss me." He gulped, looking down at your lips back up to your eyes, then back down to your lips again.

"Okay." He breathed.

He leaned forward, albeit hesitantly, and pressed your lips together. It started out slow, but with a lot of coaxing from you, he got comfortable. Your lips moved in tandem as the room heated up. You had no idea what had come over you when you placed both of his hands on your ass.

"Touch me." You breathed heavily. Your breasts pressed tauntingly into his chest, his cock hardening embarrassingly fast. "Are you sure?" You nodded. "Please."

He tested the waters with a light squeeze before shoving your hips together. His body stuttered as a loud whine fell from his mouth. You could feel his bulge against your plush body and Spencer wanted nothing more than for the ground to swallow him whole.

"Sorry, sorry." His apologies were frantic, but your nerves burned with need. "I'm fine with you grinding on me, baby." You reassured. "In fact, I like it." Normally, you wouldn't say you carried a dominating energy with you, but it was like you wanted to swallow the poor boy whole.

"Oh, God." He whimpered, but nonetheless joined your lips back together. You slipped your plush thigh through his legs, pressing it on his cock.

His hips jutted out, and you swallowed his cry. His grips on your ass turned deathly as he humped your leg like a bitch in heat.

"That feel good?" You cooed, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear.

He nodded fastly, his lips pressed together and his eyes closed. He was lost in the feeling of the friction, perspiration beading on his hairline. You practially eat the sight of his deep red face up.

"You're mine. Alright, pretty boy?" You asked ferociously. You wrentched his head back, sinking your teeth into the sensitive skin of his neck. He nodded. "Say it." He yelped when you nipped at his adams apple.

"I'm yours, fuck- all yours!"

Your stomach twisted with a pleasant warm feeling, which only increased rapidly which you felt his thrusts grow sloppy.

"You gonna cum, honey?" You asked through your marking. "Yes, yes, yes…" He babbled. "Good. Cum all over me." He let out one last loud moan before you felt the warmth of spend seep out and onto the hem of your dress.

There was a knock on the door.

"Okay, lovebirds. Time's up!"

You smirked at the fact that Spencer was shaking like a leaf in your hold.

"After this, we are so going to my dorm." You claimed. "Yes! Yeah, yeah… yes, please." He all but shouted.

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celtic-crossbow · 4 months

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Whumpuary Day 9-10

Prompt: “Stay. Please.”

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Wife!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of injuries

A/N: This one is just a drabble. I was not in a great mood when I wrote it and it probably reflects that. I’m sorry for the subpar work. I hope you still love me.😭

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“Daryl, she needs you.” Carol implored, blocking the infirmary exit. The archer tried to side-step but the woman just knew him too well and moved with him.

“Damnit, move!” Daryl all but roared at his best friend. He knew she meant well, he did. But he had to stop them. He couldn’t let them hurt anyone else. He’d failed enough by allowing them to get to you. It was eating him alive. He didn’t know how else to deal with the guilt. It was fueling his rage like gasoline on a fire.

“You’re not thinking straight!”

“M’thinkin’ jus’ fine! Move, Carol!”

“You can’t go out there like this!”

“I can’ believe this! Ya saw wha’ they did ta ‘er!”

“And that’s why you need to stay!”

“Nah, tha’s why I gotta—”

“Daryl.” Your voice was low, strained. It was weak. But he heard it. Of course he heard it. The archer didn’t give Carol a second glance when he crossed the space to you in two long strides. The silver-haired woman walked behind him with her arms crossed, eyes rolled. She knew all it would take was your specific persuasion to calm Daryl down. She was only hoping to hold him off long enough for you to awaken.

“Hey, m’right here.” He sat down on the edge of your bed in the infirmary, his hip pressed against yours. You looked so small, fragile in the large bed. Pale and bruised with stitched lacerations and butterfly sutures. “Yer gon’ be okay, ya hear me?”

Your smile was tired and small but it was genuine. “I know I am.” You opened your hand and he took it immediately, pressing his lips to your busted knuckles. “I know I am because you’ll be here to protect me, won’t you?” You blinked slowly and watched his expression fall.

“Ya know I gotta—”

“You don’t gotta do anything.” He looked like he might start to argue so you began to sit up, wincing with an arm around your middle to brace your broken ribs. Daryl was all don’ do that and stay still but you showed him what it felt like for your pleas to be ignored. Finally upright, you panted while Carol rushed to lift the head of the bed for you. You could breathe easier sitting up. You could also look your husband in the eye properly. “All you need to do is be here with me until a plan can be made.”

Carol smirked, seeing the very moment Daryl’s resolve began to crumble. When he glanced at her, most likely for backup he knew he’d never get, she was quick to turn her head, her smile hidden behind her hand.

He sighed, deeply but not yet resigned. “I can’ jus’—”

“Stay.” You whispered, bringing the hand that was still holding yours to your cheek. “Stay. Please.”

And that was that.

Carol closed the door behind her just as Daryl situated himself on the bed with you so you could settle against his chest. When it came to Daryl Dixon, there was nothing anyone could say or do once he had set his mind on something. Except she now had a secret weapon.

You.

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ghostboneswrites2 · 2 months

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My Reading List ~

This is a masterlist of some of my favorite works by other writers on tumblr! Features, one shots, drabbles, headcanons, etc. Anything reader x daryl that I enjoyed a lot. Will constantly update as I find more.

To the authors whose work is linked here: I wasn't sure if I should tag you or if that would be rude or annoying plz lmk if tagging is not preferred and I will remove your tag and leave it as just the link!

2 Batteries Away (mildly angsty smut) - by @pirateprincessblog

Wha's up there? (funny little convo) - by @celtic-crossbow

She's alrigh' (another funny little convo. This author is great with these) - by @celtic-crossbow

Can you flip me on my back? (smutty drabble that made me die) - by @dixonzzgirl

Dog headcannons (omg?? this was geniusly adorable????) - by @dixonzzgirl

Sins and Honey Flavored Sweetness (smutty one shot) - by @scudslut

Long Before (long, smutty, beautifully written reader!greene x Daryl) - by @ladywuvly

When Skies are Gray (we only have the first chapter so far but I'm already hooked) - by @optimist-pine

The World Keeps Getting Hotter (Daryl fears death for the first time, because of you) - by @celtic-crossbow

Older and Older Pt 2 (first fic is younger reader tormenting Daryl with her suggestiveness, second is the smutty payoff for his suffering) - by @d1xonss

Love me, love my cat (Daryl isn’t a cat guy but he doesn’t have a damn choice) by - @spectacular-skywalker

Best Served Cold (Walsh!Reader gets revenge on cheating fiancé with Daryl) - by @gutsby

Afterglow (a lovely Bethyl where Beth survived and ends up in the CRM) - by @galadrieljones

Failed to Protect You (a sad self insert but worth the tears) - by @on-twd-writing

Sleeveless (suggestive & lusty little one shot) - by @fluffy-dixon

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rickswh0r3 · 3 months

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he wants me, i want him, we’re perfect for each other

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cosmic-mango · 3 months

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@celtic-crossbow @merlexxdixon @th3-mandalorian @thatdoodlebug @darylsgarden @cultofdixon @d1xonss @dixonzzgirl @daryl-dixon-daydreams @xwritingdixonx @catnteawrites @adelorme2002 aaand @other-dixons-wife

Okay, you guys are wondering why the hell you were tagged in a post with a photo of two male weasels, a female crocodile, lioness and a male german shepherd? This is a preview of my series, folks. I tagged Dixon brothers fans that I found over the last few days. Lucky people, hehe.

I need support, so please like and share this post in advance.

I can't reveal more for now.

Thangs!

and stuff.

Ps: I'm super happy to finally share this post. This is a not-so-small step for me to fulfill my noble dream, hehe :>

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garma-mom · 2 months

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Nahhh, I wanted to write a one-shot about toothache, dentist and etc., but I give up. It's too long, I can't cut it down nicely, and there's almost no Daryl or conversation with him at all. Fuck it, I can only draw, not write one-shots.

I woke up after 9 a.m. with a slight pain in my upper molar, on the right side at the back. I felt it with my tongue, even though I knew it would do no good. I sighed mentally and went to the bathroom to wash myself.

After my morning bathroom, I went downstairs and started preparing breakfast for the three of us.

I made coffee for my dad and uncle, holding my nose and huffing.

The coffee was disgusting and stank. I didn't know how they could even drink something like that. I made myself t/f tea. I made us omelettes with ham and vegetables.

While I was platting the food, my dad came downstairs.

"Hey darlin'."

He greeted me with a hug and a kiss on the temple. I kissed him back on the forehead.

He looked at the ready breakfast.

"Well well well, breakfast served right at your doorstep? Just like in a hotel."

We both chuckled.

After a while, uncle Merle joined us, looking quite human. Having little access to drugs and alcohol, he was almost always sober. Or it was my presence and charm that kept him from drinking.

I greeted him as well with a hug and a kiss on the nose, and then we ate breakfast. After that I went to brush my teeth, the pain was slight but dull - it was still there.

In the afternoon I was busy helping to repair the Alexandria wall after a tree had fallen on it, ruining it. People sawed it into smaller pieces so they could remove it. I helped as much as could, but still couldn't get rid of the molar pain, which was not only bothersome, but intensified by now.

In the evening, when I came home, Merle and Daryl were sitting on the couch in the living room, together.

I took off my shoes, cap and glasses, washed hands, clenching my jaw from time to time, pressing onto the aching tooth, which at least eliminated the dull pain.

Before going to bed, I brushed my teeth, thoroughly scrubbing the painful one in my back, although I knew it was too late for such treatments. I knew that sooner or later it would have to be drilled, which made me anxious. I was always afraid of the dentist, or rather the pain they caused by drilling into my teeth. I didn't brush them much when I was a kid. Let's be honest, who did? I took half a pill of the painkiller and went to sleep. I took 3 whole painkillers during the week, but I knew I couldn't hide it any longer.

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Jeez, why it has to be this shitty and bad, I truly hate it. Helo me please 😩😩😩😩😩😭

You can fix it by re-writing it and giving an "y/n", but keep the topic of toothache, future dentist visits and tag me on it. Cheers!

@celtic-crossbow @dixonzzgirl @deansapplepie Please help? You're so great at this guys 😩🙏🏼

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dixonzzgirl · 7 months

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thinking about riding daryl, but as you’re cumming your hips lift up slightly and he roughly forces you all the way back down onto his cock … a gasp escapes your lips but you obey nonetheless. you continue to ride out your high, although daryl didn’t really give you a choice because he was rolling your hips back and forth as he pleased. you lean down to press little wet kisses onto his chest. his hands trail up to your hair and neck. he pulls you into his lips and gently grabs a fistful of your hair, keeping you pressed into him. it didn’t hurt at all. it was intimate and possessive and you wanted more. you pull away for a moment.

“can you flip me on my back?” you ask in a soft, needy tone that could never be denied by your archer. your pleasure always came first to daryl, so within one sudden movement he had rolled over and switched positions with you. he gave you those eyes. the ones that search yours for permission to keep going.. permission to fuck you stupid. you smiled with flushed cheeks.

“go crazy.” you rasp out. he leans down, open mouth, kissing you and slowly making his way towards your ear.

“careful what ya’ wish for, sunshine.” he whispers with a devilish smile. your walls clench around him involuntarily and you get ready to dig your nails into his back while he fucks you senselessly into the mattress.

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dixonzzgirl · 2 months

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dog head canons (no one asked for these)

dog is extremely protective of you, like if daryl is pretending to sneak up on you, dog will show his teeth and growl (all while his tail is going).

or if daryl is tickling you and you’re squealing, dog thinks daryl is hurting you, so he’ll start barking really loud and trying to jump in between you.

he also gets jealous when you’re giving daryl attention and vice versa. he’ll whine and cry and flip onto his back with his paws up in the air to make you look at him. He’s just full of drama.

sometimes when you sneak some of your food to dog, daryl shoots you a glare cause he’d rather you eat and have dog’s share come out of his portion.

when daryl gets back early from a run and can’t find you, dog will ask “where’s yer’ mama? hm?” and then dog will lead him straight to you.

BATH TIME !! you do the washing and daryl does the drying. he doesn’t have the patience to sit there while dog shakes off for the 10th time in a row. so that’s your job :)

when dog shakes his sopping wet coat all over you, daryl can’t hold back his laughter, causing you to splash him with a bit of water. “oh, cause i thought something was funny,” you say as daryl glares your way.

BED HOG BED HOG BED HOG!!!!!!!

daryl finds him a nice, big dog bed on a run, but dog still prefers sleeping snuggled up to you.

he usually sleeps at the foot end of the bed, but he shoves his snout in between you two and always ends up wiggling up further and further throughout the night.

he likes to push his feet into daryl’s back while you spoon him.

dog gets locked out of the room when you and daryl have sex because he either gets worried that daryl’s hurting you or he thinks you’re having fun without him.

he’s tried to jump up onto the bed once or twice before, so daryl now lures him out and then quickly shuts the door.

he will 100% scratch at the door and try to shove his nose underneath it to make sure you’re both still in there.

dog thinks killing rabbits, birds and squirrels is a game, so whenever daryl takes him hunting with him he’ll kill them and drop them at daryl’s feet all proud and shit.

when dog gets the zoomies, you chase him around the house and daryl thinks its the funniest thing in the fucking world because you’ll be chasing him and then he’ll stop for a second and do the play bow and then he’ll take off again.

he’ll also jump up on the couches and launch himself off.

a/n: i’ve never seen anyone do dog head canons before, so i figured i’d do some!!

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dixonzzgirl · 2 months

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masterlist

smoking w/ daryl pt. 1

smoking w/ daryl pt. 2

smutty blurb (109 words) ... the afterglow

suggestive one-shot (348 words) ... lazy fuck before a supply run

cute one-shot (298 words) ... aiden asks the others about you ... daryl shows up

smutty one-shot (247 words) ... riding daryl then he fucks you out

personal daryl dixon head canons ... LOVE

smutty one-shot (600 words) ... face sitting face sitting face sitting

a hug from daryl (154 words)

fluffy blurb (179 words) ... daryl rubs your feet after a long run

my favorite daryl scenarios to imagine

primal!daryl thoughts (181 words)

thoughts about atlanta/farm daryl (53 words)

dog head canons

my daryl blankie

daryl comes home early (179 words)

daryl dixon is a munch (356 words)

my thoughts on daryl dixon and impact play (263 words)

my thoughts on daryl dixon and degradation (305 words)

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dixonzzgirl · 2 months

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daryl is so fucking primal. oh, my god. i love the way he paces from side to side when being pulled away from a fight (when he fucking body slams nicholas when the group gets to alexandria). he resembles an animal sizing up its prey, waiting for the right moment to lunge. not to mention all of the UNPROVOKED grunting and groaning this man does. and the way he prefers to be covered in muck and blood and dirt... one of his favorite things to daydream about is fucking you in the middle of the forest. that is his element after all. he grew up in the woods, so why not pound you into the dirt where he’s most comfortable? the only thing he worries about is your safety. if you get too loud and a walker wanders up on you two, it would be pretty awkward to have to kill it with his dick hanging out :| god forbid some other survivors catch you in the middle of the act… i think you could convince him though. he’d never deny you.

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dixonzzgirl · 4 months

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plopping down on the couch after an exhausting supply run and daryl pulls your feet into his lap... he’d tug your boots off and start kneading them in his big, strong hands. it hurts at first because of all the running you'd done earlier. you feel your heels throbbing as he squeezes them. you lay down and place your forearm across your forehead from the pain and pleasure it was bringing you. it felt good because you had been on them all day, but it also felt good to have daryl care for you so intimately. he digs one of his knuckles into the arch of your foot, rubbing all of the knots and kinks out. “fuck-” you groan as your eyes squeeze shut. he kept going. “that hurts.” you say, lifting your head up to look at him. “ ‘s gonna hurt before it feels good. jus’ gotta relax.” he drawls. you flopped your head back down and let out a ‘hmph’ sound. he looks up at you with a similar smirk. “oh, hush. ‘m gonna make it better.”

a/n: I daydreamed this.

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dixonzzgirl · 6 months

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just as you finished cumming on his cock, daryl lightly brushed his big, rough hand up and down on your hip and thigh. you were using your hands on his chest to keep yourself upright. every little stroke against your side made your body quiver slightly. you already felt so sensitive. tired breaths escape your lips as you make eye contact with your archer. his hand found your cheek and he lifted himself onto one of his elbows. you leaned down to meet him halfway in a lazy kiss. your lips separated for a moment.

“wanna do that up ‘ere?” he spoke just above a whisper, almost as if he was nervous. your cheeks flushed completely and you felt thankful for the darkness that filled the room. your pussy throbbed and clenched around him in response. you could feel your heartbeat all over your body all because of his one little question. you nodded with dilated pupils and a hint of shyness, eager to feel his hot breath on the heat between your thighs. he layed back down fully and helped you adjust your position, so you had a leg on either side of his head.

“uh, how will you breathe?” you questioned, anxiously.

“i’ll be fine.” he answered before slithering his hands around your hips to pull you down onto him. your eyes went wide and a small gasp escaped your lips. you fell forward slightly onto the headboard. you held on for dear life as daryl’s tongue lapped in your slick. as you adjusted to the feeling, you slowly began grinding down on his tongue. he sucked and slurped on your folds and you could already feel another release approaching. your knuckles were white around the wooden headboard as you rolled your hips against his pink muscle and nose eagerly. your head became fuzzy and your center was only getting hotter.

one of your hands reaches out to tug on his brown locks while he hungrily munches on your folds and tightens his grip around your waist, so you couldn’t pull away. all of your weight sat on top of his face as he ate you out. your orgasm hit and sent uncontrollable convulses down your spine, along with heavenly whimpers and moans that daryl had never heard from you before. unbeknownst to you, he finished too. he hadn’t even been stroking his cock at all. the feeling of your weight on and around him alone made him soar over the edge with ease. he felt dazed. as did you. your thighs spread as far as they could over his mouth as you rode out the rest of your high. eventually, one of your legs swings around and you plop down on your ass. you rested a hand on his chest and looked into his eyes, full of love and desire. his mouth and nose were slick with your cum.

“could you breathe? was that okay?” you panted out as he stared up at you, completely pussydrunk. he was out of breath, same as you.

“quit worryin’.” he laid his hand on top of yours and pulled you down to him. you smiled, leaning down and pressing wet kisses all over his mouth. his heart skipped a beat as you tasted yourself on his lips.

“i liked that a lot.” you whispered against his stubble.

“me too.” he admitted in a low, gravelly voice. you kissed him again and then laid your cheek flush against his bare chest. he may not have said much, but the cum dripping down his cock told you everything you needed to know.

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dixonzzgirl · 6 months

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personal daryl dixon headcanons :

acts of service are his love language.

so when you’re not telling him what’s bothering you, it frustrates him because all he wants to do is make you feel better and show you that he’s always gonna be there for you.

fuck, i love him.

he was was a huge mama’s boy when he was little.

i will die on this hill.

like whenever merle made him cry, all he wanted was to sit in her lap and hide in the crook of her neck as she rubbed his back up and down.

that’s why those kinds of hugs are his favorite. he remembers feeling so loved and safe when she held him like that.

he loves it when you make him feel big. whenever you compare hand sizes, sit on his lap or look up at him with wide eyes, squirming underneath him in bed.

being with daryl, you are automatically under the protection of his entire family. especially carol. out of everyone (besides you) carol knows daryl best. she knows how much you truly mean to him and the lengths he’d go for you.

he loves to be in control and to be the protector, but he also loves to feel loved and protected by you as well.

he never had anyone looking out for him his entire life .. until you.

massages from daryl .. jesus christ. after a long day of scavenging and having no luck at all, you’d pull off your boots and throw them to the side. he’d pick your feet up and sit down, pulling them into his lap to knead in his hands.

then you’d crawl behind him and start working out some of the knots and kinks at the base of his neck. his eyes would close and he’d try so hard not to whimper and groan at your touch. just sinking into it.

he loves to hear stories about your life before the apocalypse.

good and bad.

he wants to know every single thing about you. he wants to know you best.

he also wants to be the one you confide in. he wants to be the one to make it better.. or make you feel better.

home isn’t a place for him. it’s you. you’re his home. wherever you are, he feels at peace with you by side.

he is so grateful for your patience with him.

after an argument, he expects you to ignore him or lash out because that’s what he’s used to.

but you take him by the hands or touch his stubbly cheek and let him know that everything’s alright.

you understand that he can be irrational at times, yet you (almost) never hold it against him.

however………………

when you do ignore him or lash out after an argument, he knows he’s messed up.

and he will spend forever trying to make up for it. he would die trying.

he often worries that he’s “holding you back” or not giving everything you deserve in a partner.

you have no problem reassuring him though because he reassures you too.

he is always letting you know that he’s there for you. maybe not verbally, but he will do little things to show his limitless loyalty to you.

he protects you, cheers you up, takes care of you… makes love to you

whatever you need, he's on it.

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

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

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

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

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

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dixonzzgirl · 2 months

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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