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oldermenaremyreligion · 1 year

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Mornin' Sunshine

Pairing rick grimes x reader

Warnings english is not my first language, allusions to paranoia, fluff

Summary snip of what a morning with living with rick would look like

Notes (update) made a prequel to this oneshot (outbreak day) and i might do a mini series with this

Word Count 1358

The warm light of the morning shined through the bathroom window as you were getting ready for the day. The sound of the wind blowing and the birds singing could be heard along with the soft sound of Rick breathing in the bedroom.

As you glanced at your reflection in the mirror in front of you a pair of dark shadows could be seen right below your eyes. Before coming to Alexandria most of your nights consisted of you having to be aware of your surroundings even when you slept. Your nights consisted of at most five hours of sleep on a good night. As most people used to say back in the day ‘old habits die hard’ and you had to admit they were right about that.

In the nights as you lay on the bed you made sure to reassure yourself that you were safe. As much as you tried to repeat it to yourself you still found yourself sneaking at night and making sure all of the doors were locked. People would think that making sure the doors were locked gave you the peace of mind that you needed but it sadly was not the case. After you made sure that the doors were locked you would go to every single window downstairs and make sure that all of the windows were securely locked and that there was no possibility that someone would enter.

After you went through all of the windows and doors you would come back upstairs and try heading back to your room. As you walked towards your room there was this silent alarm going off in the back of your head. That silent alarm transformed into a voice telling you to check the kids. As much as you appreciated the warning it didn’t just stop there. The voice turned into images of the kids being dead in their rooms, of men breaking into their windows, and taking them away from you. As much as you tried to get rid of the images in your head you knew that the only way you could get rid of them was to actually see for yourself that the kids were ok. So that is what you did. First, you went into Judith’s room which was closer to the master bedroom. Slowly you opened the door to her room and peeked inside to find that she was soundly sleeping in her crib. You looked at her for a couple of seconds checking that her chest was rising and she was breathing. When you were able to reassure yourself that she was ok you closed the door very slowly making sure not to wake her up. You then moved to Carl's room and made sure he was also ok and being as silent as you could making sure not to wake him up. After you were able to see that he was alright you headed back to your room where Rick was sleeping.

You carefully walked back to your bed and lowered yourself carefully on the bed making sure not to wake up. After you successfully were able to completely lay on the bed and not wake up, you were able to have that peace of mind and close your eyes, getting at least some sleep.

In the bathroom, you changed out of your pajamas and into some comfortable clothes. You looked at your reflection in the mirror last time before getting out of the bathroom. Slowly you closed the bathroom door. You looked at Rick’s sleeping form from which light snores could be heard as he slept profoundly. You headed towards the bedroom door and headed out of your room and downstairs towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, you opened the fridge which let out a breeze of cool air that you really enjoyed. You looked at the fridge and pondered on what to make for breakfast.

As you were looking at all of your options you chuckled at yourself. It was ironic that now when you pretty much had everything the things that you had to worry about were what you were going to eat for breakfast and not if you were even going to be able to eat something at all.

That was one of the other things you were still trying to get used to after all of this time. Sometimes you found yourself worrying about how you were going to feed Carl and Judith. You found yourself stressing over if they had eaten anything and if they were going to be able to eat something. But as quickly as those worries came you were able to remember that you didn’t need to have those kinds of worries anymore. You reminded yourself that all of those worries were in the past now and that you don’t need to worry if you have enough food for your next meal.

You scanned over the fridge one more time and decided to make some scrambled eggs and bacon for everyone. Their ingredients were hard to come by these days since most of the animals were pretty much killed by walkers or hungry people outside. Lucky for all of you, Alexandria was able to trade some seeds for some animals over at the hilltop. It may seem like an unfair trade but finding seed was a hard thing to do these days since it wasn’t something that everyone back in the day just casually had or needed. The people of Alexandria were smart enough to breed the animals before killing them which made sure that they had a good supply of them before killing them and distributing the meat.

While you were in the middle of making breakfast you heard the recognizable sound of Rick's steps coming down the stairs. You turned your head towards the sound, and you were met with the sight of a Rick coming down the stairs. As he was coming down the stairs you could see him rubbing his eyes and yawning the image in front of you brought a smile to your face. Rick was wearing just a pair of baby blue pajama pants which were just a size too big for him and no shirt at all.

You turned your attention to the task at hand trying not to get too distracted that the food would burn. As you turned your attention to the food you heard Rick coming right behind you, hugging you from behind and putting his arms around your waist as he also put his head on the crook of your shoulder.

“Mornin’ Sunshine” Rick mumbled while he had his face buried in the crook of your neck.

“Morning Love” You replied back to him as you tried your best to not burn the food.

The two of you stayed like that for some time as you put the food on the plates which sat on the counter right beside the stove. When you served the food on the plates you set the things that you had on your hands on the counter and turned to meet rick.

When you were face to face with him you placed both of your hands on his face and scanned his face lovingly.

“Did you sleep well?” You asked him as you kept staring at his face.

“Mhm,'' He replied back as he took your face in his hands and kissed you. You welcomed the kiss as you moved your lips in rhythm with his. You loved the way his lips felt on yours as much as he loved it too.

You two kept kissing for what felt like an eternity but in reality, was just a few seconds. You were the first to make the move and end the kiss as much as you were enjoying it.

“As much as I love kissing you, the food is gonna get cold.”

Rick groaned at your comment which made you let out a chuckle.

Rick took his hands off of your waist, which they had somehow landed there during your little kissing session and went to wake the kids up. Meanwhile, you went back to set up the things for breakfast.

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sheriffgrimes-archerdixon · 1 year

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They hurt you I hurt them.

Request: hey! I don’t know whether you’re still taking requests but I was wondering whether you could do something where y/n gets hurt somehow like someone purposely hurts her and stuff and how Daryl would react/ what Daryl would do? You can make it as violent/ nonviolent as you’d like! Thank you!

Daryl Dixon x fem! Reader

Please read below! Important‼️

Massive trigger warnings: graphic, gore, swearing, SA (not detailed), torture of reader- the enemies in this will be alpha and the whisperers so I’ll be adding some pretty fucked up things so if you are sensitive to anything relating to blood and gore then please read at your own discretion. Thank you.

It all happened so quickly. You didn’t expect it… no one did. Lydia was with you all safe and sound but in return Alpha had decided to take you. She called it payback but you called it pure terror,

“If they give my daughter back then I’ll give you back. Unharmed. But by the looks of things they won’t be giving her back to me… she’s chosen the wrong path… they clearly don’t care about you.” Alphas words struck a chord within your heart but you remained deathly silent, your wrists were tied behind your back, your back against a tree where you stood ropes hugging your waist tightly not allowing you to move in the slightest way. Ropes were all tied around your legs to keep you from kicking or attacking in anyway. You were truly vulnerable to her… to the whisperers. If they wanted to leave you they would and you wouldn’t be able to do anything but one terrifying factor of it all was the fact that if they wanted to kill you then they could. You knew Daryl would say they were just bluffing to scare you but no if alpha wanted to kill you then she would. She had no mercy. She was a merciless, cruel monster. After a while she got closer to you your eyes locking with her sky blue eyes full of nothing but raging anger no other emotion in her eyes. Maybe she was the first human being who truly didn’t have a heart. “I want to make a deal with you… if you take the place of Lydia I won’t hurt you…” she said with a small smile. She couldn’t be serious? You licked over your lips shaking your head “no.” You said and she tilted her head to the side as if asking why “I don’t betray my family.” You continued before you spat in her face her face soon contorting with anger but she held herself back from hurting you.

As she wiped the spit off of her face she stared at you angrily, “I tried to make a deal with you. I did. But I have to take this another way so you understand… I don’t want to hurt you. But I’ll have to if your people don’t give my daughter back to me… I want to get that through your head. None of what’s going to happen to you is personal… just unlucky that you got chosen.” She said cruelly your eyes flicking around desperately trying to find some sympathy in the eyes of the whisperers around you but all of them held the same cold bloodthirsty look. “If we just go back now we can sort this out. Please.” You spoke, you after spending so long with both Daryl and Rick had developed both of their traits.. you wanted to fight alpha there and then but you also wanted to desperately try to calm her down and find another alternative to whatever she had planned for you. “Oh… cute. I would. But how do I know you’re not lying to me? Because you and your people lied to me quite a bit.” She said and you stared in silence. It was true. “I’m going to make sure your people know that if they mess with us any longer I will kill you next time. Or maybe I’ll just leave your head as a nice present for them, hm.” She said it so casually, it sent a shiver down your spine. You tried to not react but it was terrifying. You watched as she turned to look at two of the whisperers off to the side their masks bloody and torn making you believe they were the ones who always did her dirty work. She then gave them a curt nod holding a knife out to one of them and you quickly squeezed your eyes shut taking in a deep breath as you held your breath. You tried to not be scared but you were terrified. How were you supposed to survive this?

“No no no… please… you don’t-“ your words were cut off as one of the cold blooded monsters put their hand over your mouth silencing you before the one with the knife pressed the tip of it onto your knee cap “please please please” you begged, your begging muffled and desperate as you shook your head to the side eyes wide in pure horror. Alpha stood in front of you watching you a smirk on her face as the hand over your mouth only tightened “no, don’t,” alpha soon spoke- you could already feel the agony that you were about to endure “take your hand off her mouth. Let her scream. Her screams will attract the dead.” She said your heart dropping into your stomach. She was right. If you screamed the dead would hear and wouldn’t even care about the whisperers… they’d only care about you… because your flesh was the only thing that smelt like food to them. But before you could even say anything the whisperer drove the knife straight into your knee your eyes widening your jaw dropping as agony ripped throughout you. “Make sure she can’t walk.” Alpha soon demanded ordering them around and those words terrified you. What did she mean? And if you couldn’t think it could get any worse the knife that had been pushed further into your knee was harshly twisted, the screams you tried to contain being unbearable as agony swayed throughout you a gut wrenching scream leaving your lips your body writhing. Maybe you should’ve accepted the deal but no way would you betray your family like that. No fucking way. The knife was soon ripped out of your knee your eyes squeezing shut as you tried to stay quiet whimpers of pain leaving your lips “surprising…” alpha hummed out seemingly amused “she’s stronger than she looks.”

“Might be strong but won’t be strong after I’m done with her,” a man spoke- he was tall, someone you didn’t quite recognise. He wore no mask, his face was all cut up… as if he had gone through hell. As if because of him going through hell gave him a reason to put you through hell. “Untie the bitch.” He continued the whisperers unsure before nodding, the one with the knife cutting through the ropes that held you before you nearly collapsed onto the ground, the man’s rough hands grasping onto you as he dragged you away from where the whisperers were, forcefully dragging you so you had to walk some as if trying to make you feel even more pain before he shoved you forward as you fell down, your knee bending that slight bit making you cry out in pain “shut up. The quieter you are the easier it’ll be on you…” he said his cold eyes terrifying you. Was he going to use you? For his own needs? Your breathing soon became ragged as you shook your head side to side over and over again. You were vulnerable. You tried to scoot yourself backwards trying to get to safety trying to find something to attack him with but you couldn’t you were weak. You watched as he took his belt off “no please… don’t do this. Don’t.” You said, begging him but he didn’t respond his hand soon wrapping around your ankles as he yanked you closer to him your eyes over spilling with tears “please I’ll do anything.” You cried out but he was too strong for you and then and there was the moment you realised he was going to hurt you… he was taking every part of dignity you had left away and you couldn’t stop him and so you laid there as he gripped your wrists holding them tightly, sobs leaving your lips as you simply had to accept the fact that you couldn’t defend yourself. Not anymore.

They left you. He left you. Cold and hurt, jeans torn into pieces beside you as you remained curled in a ball vision blurred with tears, tiredness, pain and loss of blood. At this point you were just accepting death. You would happily oblige to go with the grim reaper then and there if he appeared in front of you. Your body trembled your lips red with blood, both eyes bruised and face cut up. You put up a fight, you tried to- and so he cut everywhere he could. Saying you deserved it. Afterwards Alpha and her handymen attacked you, if you hadn’t been put through enough already they beat you to a pulp until you were left practically convulsing in agony. You shivered as your cries had died down to little sniffles and occasional sobs. You were scared. You just wanted death to grant you with your final wish of dying peacefully but death too was mercilessly and unkind.

As you began to sway in and out of consciousness groans and voices were heard, the voices were far away the groans close… incredibly close… and you peeled your eyes open tiredly your blurred vision picking up on a stumbling figure coming straight towards you and so in a meek last attempt you cried out, the voices you heard growing closer the voices blending together to create a muffled sound your head pounding and aching as you closed your eyes tight, a sound of an arrow whistling through the air being your last thing to grip onto… maybe it was Daryl. Had he come to save you?

Daryl stood rigid as he looked around, he was greatly concerned for your well-being. He knew the whisperers were unhinged monsters. His eyes caught onto a walker that was stumbling closer and closer to a body resting in the ground, the persons bare legs on display… no dead person would even think of taking their jeans off if they were dying and so in a split second Daryl was firing a arrow straight at the Walker watching as it fell dead onto the floor “keep searching… we need clues.” He ordered his friends as they all moved in different directions in search of you, dog was by his side sniffing the ground as daryl continued moving forward slowly but surely. He didn’t want the person on the ground to be a dead one waiting for it’s final meal. And as he continued taking slow steps forward dog suddenly began barking, loudly, “what is it? What is it?” He asked as he got closer and closer dog soon running up to the person on the ground “dog don’t-“ but that’s when he fell deathly silent his heart dropping into his stomach as he dropped his crossbow down onto the floor his knees weakening as he dropped down just beside your tired body “y/n? Y/n?” He watched as your eyes peeled open “keep your eyes open… hey… hey… eyes on me. Look at me.” He spoke softly comfortingly but also in a stern demanding tone- the tone he used when he was worried and concerned. He couldn’t have you passing out and dying now could he? “Guys!! Everyone! Get over here right now!” He yelled out to his friends hearing their footsteps grow closer and closer the sound of individual shocked gasps leaving their mouths “you all watch my back, keep walkers off my back… I’m going to carry her… and make sure the freaks aren’t around here. If they are don’t fucking hesitate to kill every one of them.” He said to them.

He shrugged his jacket off quickly wrapping it around you “Jerry… I need something to wrap around her waist.” He said, the larger man quickly removing his own jacket. It wasn’t much but it was something. Daryl then took the jacket quickly wrapping it around your bottom half to make you feel more safe even though you had clearly been put through something no one should have to go through. He then lifted you up into his arms a whimper leaving your lips “I know… I know… I’m sorry.” He grunted out quietly to you, he knew your knee was still bleeding but right now you needed to be somewhere warm before you not only bled out but also died of hypothermia and so you all set off, you falling in and out of consciousness Daryl’s voice keeping you wide awake every time he said something loudly to you. It scared you enough to wake you up but that was a good thing. If you didn’t stay awake you would die. No doubt about it.

“Right in front of me.” Daryl said nodding forward at a group of walkers stumbling, and usually they would test to see whether any of them were living but because Daryl had already said he didn’t want any of them to live every single one of the walkers were killed. Whether they were breathing or not. The walk back home was quick but he tried to be slow for you, to make it as painless as possible and so once he arrived home at the safety of hilltop he was quick to rush you into the infirmary, shock and horror on everyone’s faces as they saw you in such a way. He quickly laid you down onto the bed wrapping a blanket over your top half, lots of blankets in fact- you needed warmth and your top half seemed to be unharmed but your bottom half needed a looking to. Especially your knee and so he remained silent allowing the doctors to examine you his breath held in anticipation. He was terrified for you. He didn’t want to lose you. You had both gone through so much already. “She’s gonna need stitches… and a cast… her knee is…” Harlan spoke visibly horrified and Daryl stared at him “what do you mean?” He asked worriedly making the doctor gulp, he had never seen the doctor so uncomfortable and worried and so he knew the condition you were in was severe “her knee as experienced severe trauma… I won’t be able to solve the issues without an x-ray… it could be a fracture… bones could be out of place… if anything id have to operate.” He said anxiously and Daryl stared silently… he knew what this meant. They were low on all medical pain meds to even knock you out unconscious. “I would say amputate but that would take a lot longer to heal.” He said your ears picking up on that as your eyes widen “no no please no” you struggle out weakly Daryl’s hand quickly grasping onto yours his other hand stroking over your head “we won’t amputate… it’s okay… you’re okay I promise.” He spoke worriedly. “There’s no other way?” He soon whispered out to Harlan and as he shook his head Daryl closed his eyes. “Okay.” He knew this would be painful for both you and him but they needed to stop the blood as quick as possible otherwise you’d be on your death bed. Literally.

“No no please… don’t please… don’t.” You sobbed out begging Daryl your frightened eyes remaining on his eyes wide as you began hyperventilating “she’s gonna pass out Daryl. It’s okay. Just trust me on this. Hold her down.” Harlan spoke pleading with him and Daryl took a deep breath looking at you before he nodded his large hand quickly grabbing a hold of your wrists holding them down, his other arm wrapping around you as if to hold you still but also comfort you at the same time. “Got her.” Daryl confirmed watching as Harlan began the procedure to stop the blood and try to fix your knee and within seconds your screams began piercing around the room Daryl’s eyes prickling with tears as he held you tightly “Im sorry… I’m so sorry…” he looked down into your eyes the fear in yours making his heart break as he kept a hold of you “it’s okay. You’re safe. You’re gonna be okay.” And what seemed like years later, when in reality it was only 5 agonisingly long minutes your screams came to a stop your eyes fluttering shut as your body fell limp daryl keeping a hold of you as he simply watched you. He felt helpless. He wanted to do so much more to help you but he couldn’t… gods was this awful.

The surgery was long and painful. But you got through it somehow. You heard conversations here and there but soon enough you were in silence your body on something comfortable as you slept peacefully, a hand holding onto yours tightly and soon enough your eyes fluttered open. Your eyes were sore and tired but you tried to push through it as you looked to the side. Daryl was sat beside you a make shift IV in his arm seemingly transferring his own blood into your blood stream and once he saw you were awake a small concerned smile tugged at his lips “hey… how are you feeling?” But you instead of responding simply glanced at the blood coming from his arm and going into yours “oh… you needed a blood transfusion… I offered straight away.” He murmured with a light smile and you gave his hand a slight squeeze as in a way to thank him. You soon noticed the way you had a stuffed teddy right beside you a few homemade cards near the wall and you couldn’t help but smile “Judith wanted to make some… everyone else was just as worried… they still are.” He murmured softly before he raised your hand up to his lips as he pressed a kiss to the back of your hand a soft sigh leaving his lips “I’m okay.” You soon said and he nodded his head “I know you are. You always are… you’re strong as hell.” He murmured with a soft chuckle but he meant it, your smile growing wider. You were weak and tired so didn’t really know what to say besides you were traumatised from everything. “Hurt hurt me… really hurt me.” You soon spoke and Daryl’s eyes softened yet anger still consumed them. He was going to kill whoever hurt you. “Alpha let it happen…” you said again and Daryl was quick to shush you “don’t… don’t tell me… not now… tell me when you’re in a better headspace.. you need your rest. But I promise you right now they won’t hurt you ever again.” He assured softly. He wanted you to talk about it but not right now… you were already in a vulnerable state. “How do you know that?” You asked quietly and he looked at you seriously, “because I’m going to kill every single one of them.” He said and you frowned shaking your head but he nodded “yes y/n. They deserve it. They hurt you so I hurt them… goin’ to make sure I put them through the worst pain ever. Make them suffer.” He said honestly. He would’ve said so much more, how he wanted to cut their tongues out and their eyes too, cut their fingernails off to make them all scream but he didn’t want to make you feel worse… he’d leave you thinking he was just going to kill them but really he was going to torture them like they had tortured you. Simple. It had always been that way from the very beginning… if anyone hurt you.. Daryl would hurt them back. Daryl didn’t care who it was… if they hurt you then he would hurt them… but that man who hurt you… well… he sure as hell was gonna pay…

He had it comin’