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molt3ngold · 3 months

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kookiekult · 13 days

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I think a hug from him would cure me of all my ailments physically and mentally

#daryl dixon #twd daryl #daryl #the walking dead daryl #i need him #he could glance my way and i would start sobbing #norman reedus #the walking dead #he probably smells like cigarettes #i love the smell of cigarettes #i would melt #IM SCREAMING #GOD HE WOULD GIVE GREAT HUGS

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blindinghope · 1 month

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if one family member starts swinging WE ALL START SWINGING

#daryl just give me a reason dixon #i always loved seeing them have each others backs😭💕#fav moment is rick noticing the watch on the guy in terminus and everybody just goes along with his actions #post #twd #the walking dead #twd season 5 #glenn rhee #michonne #rick grimes #daryl dixon

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lady-phasma · 2 months

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Sleeveless shirt appreciation post

#happy friday #the bikeriders #it's giving Daryl Dixon and I'm here for it #austin butler #austin butler thirst #I love a man with slutty lips smoking a cigarette

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celtic-crossbow · 25 days

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Saw this somewhere else and it took me a millennium to find these exact images but my heart. 🩵

#daryl dixon #look at him #so similar yet so different #love him #the walking dead

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mindysoung · 5 months

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enamel pin concept (not official merch)

#dungeons and daddies #dndads #glenn close #daryl wilson #henry oak #ron stampler #dndads odyssey #i just really want cute character merch and i love drawing these dudes and their grandkids #should i do the s2 kids next...

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sophsun1 · 2 months

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Charmed – 4.21: Womb Raider

#charmed #cinematv #filmtvcentral #userthing #smallscreensource #useraudrey2 #dailycharmedgifs #charmededit #witchesnet #dailyflicks #userstream #tvarchive #filmtvtoday #cinemapix #alielook #asdfghjkl #daryl sweetie i love you for this #😆😆😆

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dix0nvix3n · 5 months

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thought tumblr would like this thing I did a few months ago

and here's some things I said to @sinkdownbeneath about his height difference over me the other day, I really am at “smother your face into his chest” height... I am only 5'0 (Correction as I am making this post: Istg Norman said he was 5'11 at one point, he's 5'10 BUT STILL)

#daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon x y/n #daryl dixon x you #daryl dixon smut #daryl dixon x reader smut #the walking dead #daryl dixon drabbles #;dagger loves daryl 🗡️<3🏹#motorboat noises #shaking like a rabid dog #i want him so bad

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linusbenjamin · 1 month

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The Walking Dead 6.10 — The Next World

#the walking dead #twdedit #tvedit #horroredit #gun tw #rick grimes #daryl dixon #paul jesus rovio #nikolatexla #i love jesus

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deft0nes-fangirl · 2 months

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i want him so bad🩷

#norman reedus #im girlblogging #older guys #oldermen #the walking dead #daryl dixon #twd daryl #femcel #girly stuff #i love norman reedus

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bidaryl · 9 months

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you're from america? place called the commonwealth, right? i found your tape recorder. how did you come to be in france? a bunch of bad decisions.

THE WALKING DEAD: DARYL DIXON —1.01; L'âme Perdue

#m #all week at work ive been like. on my day off its daryl dixon hours ONLY. and u know what?#i was right.#anyway. am in love with him. need ep 2 right now #i know its probably out as of 20 minutes ago but i cant see it till my sisters free to watch as well #but. until then maybe episode one will always be my maybe #twddd #twdedit #the walking dead: daryl dixon #dd 1.01 #gifs #daryl dixon #wait can i tag ppl? do ppl wanna be tagged in daryl stuff?? becos i would love to be tagged in daryl stuff but im me

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grimesgirll · 2 months

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being punish by rick & daryl, maybe for being a brat and going against their rules

“this is so elementary, rick.”

“yeah? and so is behavin’.”

you arch and whimper when another particularly painful swat lands against your bottom.

“but you seemed to miss the memo on that.”

the ricktatorship may be over but breaking one of rick’s golden rules results in corporal punishment. the only difference is that this time, rick isn’t just lecturing you but bending you over and none other than your daryl backs him up in his correcting of you.

you’re deliriously wet feeling his erection beneath you. it turns you on to no end knowing that you could squeeze an orgasm or two out of your lovers, “proving a point.”

rules are rules.

and rick and daryl declared that you can’t leave the gates until your concussion’s healed up.

at the tail end of a weekend run, you had the misfortune of running into a walker and being body slammed into the pavement of the hardware store parking lot beneath you. after a visit with denise determined that you’d acquired a light concussion, you were immediately instructed to take it easy, given some pain pills, and sent home with rick to draw you a bath.

your ex-sheriff had been so tender stepping you into the bath with him, spending enough time bathing and relaxing the tension in your muscles and below your concussion in your neck. he’s even sweeter toweling you off.

that’s why rick is beyond furious to find out that you’ve run out to the local big box store to comb for back inventory with sasha, aaron, and eugene.

“you were supposed to be here,” rick huffs. “healing. but no. you had to go and be stubborn.”

“disrespectin’ doctor’s orders,” daryl chimes in.

you let out a whine in disappointment, dejected that your younger lover won’t meet your doe eyes or talk rick down. daryl deferred to rick, if not out of reverence for your leader, then because he couldn’t help but want to see what happens next. he could try but he’s not immune to the mewls coming out of your honeyed lips or how your watery eyes have his pants suddenly feelin’ a little too tight.

tonight daryl won’t be saving you. why would he? you’re wriggling onto rick, wet little thing. why would he stand in the way of you getting stuffed full of cock just the way you like it?

you’re not quite there yet.

annoyed grievances float through your mind and out your mouth. just as they had earlier, your vexed complaints have rick tensing, rolling his eyes at you. just like you’d dismissed him initially once you’d pranced through the door with arms full of scavenged finds.

“my concussion’s healed,” you insist, still struggling on top of rick but not enough to actually get yourself anywhere. “there was no reason for me not to go.”

“uh uh,” rick hums and takes your chin in his hand, craning your neck back to look into his eyes, still irate, not yet succumbing to the sight of you on his lap like this.

“rick,” you’re protesting. you turn your head to daryl, who’s standing and observing the scene unfolding. “daryl,” you pout once he catches your gaze. “you know i was feeling better.”

“but you’re bein’ an asshole, baby.”

“just like rick - ah!”

“now what was that?”

now you don’t just feel rick’s sturdy hand against your ass but the lash of his leather belt.

“fuck!” you moan, wincing as a second strike burns not just your bottom but your core. your eyes flutter back up to rick. “you’re so not being fair right now.”

the ex-sheriff just shakes his head at you. “rules are rules,” and you’re writhing beneath the impact of another blow to your reddened rear.

“you like that, honey?” rick questions. “you like gettin’ spanked and not listenin’.” his grip loosens on the belt, dropping it from one hand to delve fingers first towards your dripping heat. he smirks at you. “knew i felt somethin’ wet my pants.”

it’s teasing - not even a punishment anymore, just gloating when he raises a glistening finger to the light.

“you always love this, don’t you?”

the frown you’re sending daryl for calling you out doesn’t stay on for long; rick abandons the belt turns you upright, situated on his lap before he plunges his middle and ring finger inside of you.

your face scrunches with surprise and softens, tensing again when he kneads your walls open. that pulsing pressure that had come to life as soon as rick had you bent over his lap is finally coming to fruition. every curl of rick’s fingers has you groaning like a walker.

“gonna spend a lot of time stretchin’ you out tonight, doll, but you’re still gonna need to learn your lesson. rules are rules.” he emphasizes his point by picking up the pace, earning purrs and pants from you.

“what’s my lesson?” the question comes from your lips, heavy with breath. the smirk you’re finally indulging daryl in invites him close enough to thumb over the fabric of your top.

“wanna know what your lesson is?”

you nod. the younger man’s eyes cloud with lust at you finally shuttin’ up and listening.

“you need to take care of yourself.”

rick accentuates daryl’s point with a grip on your hips and a beckoning finger against your plush interior. “you said your concussion was healed but you shouldn’t be pushin’ yourself like that.” he expresses in words, eyes softening. “we get worried ‘bout you.”

the fact that they may just be overly protective had crossed your mind. perhaps.

“‘you sorry for worryin’ us?” daryl’s on the bed, boots off and a hard on in front of you.

no response comes from you until rick’s working one out of you. the fingers dragging against your plush interior thrust further. your mouth opens in shock when a third finger wedges it’s way into you.

“yes,” you breathe, locking eyes with daryl. “i just thought you took care of me already.” your pants are rocky but the meaning you put into each word is unshakeable. “i don’t need to be on bed rest for a week.”

“yeah, yeah,” rick gruffs into your ear. you shiver when you feel his lips on brushing against your ear. “i don’t think you would’ve been complainin’ if we would’ve spent less time letting you rest and more time doin’ this, sweetheart.”

and he’s right.

one arm wrapped around your midsection, rick anchors you to him to rock you in time with his fervent fingers. one head nod from the man to daryl has him tugging off your top. the light squeezes to your chests and you’re basking in his touch. that nod might’ve been synonymous with daryl tripping every wire of pleasure your erogenous zones have to offer. and your favorite, talented mouth is puckering around your puffu nipple.

it’s like your night flashes before you when you come. you struggle to connect how you went from first being face down in the comforter to gushing all over rick’s thick fingers.

daryl is right there to steal the sweet sounds from your luscious lips, locking those velvety soft love vessels with his.

the whole thing has rick growing in his boxers. even as your cunt clamps down around his fingers, you cant and buck down into the denim of his straight legs. another look between your lovers and you’re right back where you started. you’re giggling as you bounce on the mattress from rick manhandling you into position.

now for the fun part.

“now come over here and show daryl how you’re supposed to use that pretty mouth.”

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forgetminot · 1 year

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Incorrect Quotes - The Walking Dead Edition.

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Y/n: "So, Daryl is no longer allowed to take the trash out at night."

Rick: "What, Why?"

Y/n: "Because, I've caught him trying to train raccoons to fight five times in a row."

Daryl: *arms crossed and pouting* "You'll be thanking me when the third raccoon battalion saves your ass from walkers."

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Rick: *walks into the room*

Y/n: "He's covered in blood again. Why is it he's always covered in blood?"

Daryl: "Well, it looks like it’s his own blood this time."

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Y/n: "Not gonna lie, I'm kind of afraid of Rick..."

Daryl: As you should be.

Y/n: "No, for real, he's kind of-"

Daryl: "As. You. Should. Be."

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Daryl: *whispering* "So when are we gonna tell them?"

Rick: *whispering* "Just give them a minute."

Y/n: *Pulling harshly on a door that clearly says push.*

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blindinghope · 28 days

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when you and your family are insane

#RAAAAHHH #i love them #first pic wouldve been 10x harder if daryl didnt have to be leaning against something like his life depended on it #twd #twd season 6 #rick grimes #michonne #carl grimes #glenn rhee #abraham ford #oops maggie isnt included :(#we can have better camera angles in the future right

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letterstotheflre · 1 year

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❛ nope, puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time! ❜ w daryl 🥺🥺

i think this one turned out v v cute 🫶🏻 daryl might be a little ooc but then again i think it resembles the way he is w carol soo i don’t really care lol || set when daryl returns to the communities, before the snow storm episode of s9. ofc, sunshine!reader x grumpy!daryl <3

"absolutely not," daryl snarks resoloutely, sliding the strap of his crossbow over his plain black poncho.

"you're gonna get cold, daryl," you worry, following him around your shared room in alexandria as he packs his bag. he shoves his gun, a pack of bullets, an extra knife and some granola bars you made yourself inside it, closing the flap with a little more force than necessary.

you know you're being a worry wart. you know it's not even remotely cold enough for him to require any more winter accessories, but you can't stop thinking about how cold he must've been all those months alone in his camp.

"i ain't wearing matching pink hat 'n gloves, woman," he scoffs, looping his bag around his shoulders. "'sides, it's not even winter yet. quit yer worryin'."

"it's windy! your ears are gonna get cold!" you exclaim. "and there wasn't any other wool, s'not like i did it on purpose!"

you did do it on purpose. but he doesn't need to know that. (he does).

"pup," he sighs, "a little wind ain't gonna kill me. might even be good for me-- fresh air and all tha'. i don't need those."

you pout a little, open your eyes wide and pinck your eyebrows with your head tilted slightly forward. daryl narrows his gaze and points a finger accusingly, "don't do tha'."

"do what?" you ask innocently, batting your lashes.

he scowls. "y'know what."

you intensify your stare, pouting even more and even pressing your hands together in prayer, hat and gloves between your palms. "please?"

his firm glare relaxes ever so slightly before he seems to think better of it. "puppy dog eyes aren't gonna work this time, sunshine."

"i just want you to be safe and warm, daryl," you say sweetly, completely undettered. "please? for me?"

it's a tense standoff, you in your yellow pijamas and daryl in his usual all black ensemble. you know you've won when his shoulders finally drop and he heaves an exhausted sigh. "fine, gimme them."

you squeal and skip over to him, placing the hat over his head and fixing his long hair so it doesn't cover his eyes. you hand him the gloves. "y'can put these away in your bag just because they might make driving a little difficult. but you put 'em on whenever you're on foot, you hear me?" you say sternly.

daryl rolls his eyes but nods anyway, which makes it good enough for you. then you're back to cooing at him, framing his face with your hands and peppering sweet kisses all over his cheeks and nose. "oh, you look so pretty" this and "i wish i had a camera" that.

"okay, okay," he says, escaping your grabby hands. "i gotta go now. you be good, okay? and make sure dog doesn't bring 'nother walker foot."

"yes, sir!" you salute him, then quickly give him one last kiss on his chapped lips before he opens the basement door. "be safe. love you!"

"love ya," he echoes, closing the door behind him.

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daryl pretends he can't feel the funny looks the rest of the alexandrian's are giving him as they pass him by.

he's waiting by the gates for carol. sees her rounding the corner and prepares himself for whatever she might say to him.

she freezes in place when she finally notices him, a few feet away from where his standing. when she finally seems to realise that her eyes are not lying to her, she approaches him slowly, doing him the favour of covering her mouth to not make her amusement obvious. it doesn't work very well because he can still hear a couple giggles.

"not a word," he growls, swinging his leg over his bike.

"whatever you say, barbie," she laughs, patting his shoulder.

#daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon imagine #daryl dixon fluff #love day <3 #gill :]

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pick-a-poncho · 5 months

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When did you fall for him?

When I saw the love in his actions.

ˢᵒᵘʳᶜᵉ~ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵗʷᵒ ᵗʰʳᵉᵉ

#bang chan #bangchan #stray kids #skz #a single mom who works two jobs who loves her kids and never stops #daryl op

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