#yandere daryl dixon

[yanxidarlings]

YANDERE TWD

REUNITED (yandere! big brother! merle dixon x male reader x yandere! big brother daryl dixon) (yandere! gareth x male reader) (rick grimes x male reader if you squint) NOTES: fair warning, this is some descriptive disturbing shit merle dixon counts as a warning on his own as well. this went in many directions i originally set out for yandere headcanons for the two, then got into the terminus arc, and ended with some pretty vague alluding to yandere. might write a part two)

imagine obsessive! possessive! big brothers! merle and daryl dixon. the dead begin to walk and they keep the darlin safe, meeting up with the atlanta camp. but the brothers won't let anyone get close to the darlin, not dale, not carl, certainly not shane or lori.

somehow, the darlin ends up going with glenn into the city on a supply run, only for it to go horribly wrong. the darlin insisted they head into a chemist to "look for medications" in case anyone in the camp needed them. but it was a lie. the darlin just wanted to find something to help merle with the inevitable withdrawal he'd go through once his supply of drugs ran out. the chemist is overrun by walkers but the darlin insists. "we can clear it!" they say to glenn "it'll be worth it for m- everyone" the korean gave the other a skeptical look. in the end, there was just too many, glenn thought he saw the darlin go down and reluctantly returned to camp.

"oi! shitface, you think you're a big boy now? can do whatever you want now everything's gon' to shit!" the raspy, harsh voice of merle dixon echoed through the camp. the redneck tramped over to the SUV glenn was parking. he remained silent as he turned the engine off. taking a deep breath, the young man exited the car, staring at the grass.

the older dixon stormed over, aggressively opening every door of the vehicle until he reached the boot. filled with supplies. "where the fuck is m/n" he growled, coming closer to the asian "he better be pullin up in another car" merle spat out. "i- it was" glenn stuttered out, looking like he was about to piss his pants "it wasn't my fault, m/n was being reckless, i had no cho-" CRACK glenn's face was soon bloodied and bruised, merle now on top of him, yelling out profanities as he beat the younger man. "merle!" the others quickly ran to pull the redneck off glenn.

"you fucking ch*ng-ch*ng bastard i'll rip-" merle was pried off glenn, who was now rolling around in agony, his face a bloody mess. "what the fuck happen'd" merle rasped out, although to glenn it sounded like a croak "where is he" merle was still being held back by t-dog and shane as he continued yelling. glenn avoided the rednecks furious gaze "the walkers got him" he finally spoke, looking down.

for a moment it looked like merle was about to cry, for a moment merle himself thought he was going to burst into tears like a sissy. "no he ain't" but instead he picked up his shotgun, and got into the drivers seat of the SUV.

that was how andrea, t-dog, jackie, glenn and morales ended up in the city. that was how merle got handcuffed to a roof by "officer friendly" and that was why daryl yelled in agony on that same roof. in the course of a day, he had lost the two most important people in his life.

but merle had survived by cutting off his left hand, and the darlin had survived by covering himself in walker guts.

"china- no- glenn- don't- help!" the h/c-et screamed, the sound of his own gun firing defeaning his ears. as one went down, another lunged at him, rotten teeth clanking together, desperately trying to knaw into his flesh. but he wouldn't die here. he couldn't. not when merle was 'relying' on him to get drugs. maybe then, the dixons would start to treat him as less of a clueless child and more of an equal.

after taking down a few, m/n jumped behind the counter, rummaging through the medications, looking for anything that might help with the withdrawal, or better, give merle his next fix. more of the dead came at him, but he just kept shooting, stabbing, hitting, anything to cause the fatal damage needed to end the dead's miserable 'life'.

BANG one was down BANG another BANG BANG BANG .. the slide didn't move forward as he shot his way through another round. shit. he was out of ammo "glenn!" he yelled out as a walker fell on top of him, wrestling it's way closer to his skin. all the korean could hear was m/n's screaming. which only attracted more walkers. he saw the medicine that m/n had thrown over the counter before going down, stuffing it into his bag, he creeped up closer to the group of walkers that had acculumated, following the sound of m/n's scream. until it stopped. "m/n?" he uttered under his breath, but the pile of walkers on top of each other told him the other was dead. with tears in his eyes, glenn ran out.

m/n struggled against the strength of the walker. it was freshly turned, he could tell. otherwise it wouldn't be so strong. kicking, punching, reaching for his knife, anything to save himself from becoming one of them. plunging his blade into the side of the walkers head, he quickly slit the once-man's throat. covering his face in the blood. before moving down to the abdomen. cutting it open, letting the walkers rotting insides pour out all over him, the ones that had piled on top soon couldn't distinguish the smell of living flesh from rotting blood.

he went silent, breathing shallowly, hoping, praying, they'd move off him and he could silently slip out. but when he was finally free of the chemist, glenn, the supplies they had gathered, and the SUV were gone.

he walked the dead-ridden streets of the once bustling city, covered in blood, hidden in plain sight. he kept walking (which then turned into a limp after getting hit in the ankle by a flying bullet) becoming weaker with each step, hoping to make his way back to camp. only to come to the end of the trainline leading into suburban atlanta. TERMINUS the building read "those who arrive survive" he heard a feminine voice call out from the speakers. maybe they have gauze. he glanced down at his leg, the sleeve of his shirt he had tied around it now dyed red.

"community for all; sanctuary for all" he saw a young man- perhaps just a little older than m/n was, staring down at him from the window. something felt amiss, off, but m/n had lost so much blood he didn't care. he stumbled towards the train station, stopping and starting as he debated his decision.

daryl, merle.. they'll be wondering he thought to himself, stopping for the 5th time, but i won't make it back he began walking again but they'll be looking for me he stopped, nearly tripping but the sudden lack of motion if i found this place they'll find it too he picked up the pace again, frantically moving towards the gates but- as he stopped himself once more, he finally tripped over. right onto the walker trap the train people had set up. his left ribcage was pierced by the sharp metal pole sticking out of the ground, causing the h/c-et to let out a loud screech.

before he knew it people had come out, the same man that had stared at him through the window moments earlier put his hand on the wound, causing m/n to flinch "we're you trying to get yourself killed?" the man mused, seemingly unphased by the active bleeding out that was happening in front of him. the man spoke more words that were muffled as m/n fell out of consciousness.

it was pitch black when he opened his eyes. not a shred of light to allude to the location. pitch black. m/n's hands brushed her his torso, feeling the gauze that was tightly wrapped around his chest. it all came back to him. the chemist, the walkers, glenn, the train people. he shifted his arms, feeling the thin material he was lated on, and the cold metal it covered. attempting to hoist himself up, pain shot through his body.

letting out a groan, he laid back down, closing his eyes. is this death. it certainly felt like it. the nothingness, the pain, it was all he had ever imagined death to be like. what felt like hours passed, the nothingness was almost comforting, how long had it been since he could lay like this and do nothing with no worries. it was all ended when the creaking of the door signaled to m/n that he was not in-fact dead.

the sudden brightness was blinding "you awake?" a masculine voice spoke. m/n's eyes began burning from the light, "i guess" he replied quietly, his eyes closing. "good" the male put down a plate next to where m/n laid "eat up. i know this isn't the warmest welcome, i would have liked to show you around first" the man chuckled, leaning down, seemingly to get a good look at m/n.

the man- who introduced himself as gareth, began speaking about the community- terminus. that they did whatever they had to for survival, that m/n would have to prove himself loyal if he wanted to become apart of the community. he wasn't sure how to tell this gareth guy that he was leaving as soon as possible to find his group.

the discussion started off normal as m/n finished his food, until gareth started talking about how lonely he was, as the leader of this terminus community. it only got creepier as gareth started to call m/n pretty boy, edging closer to him. m/n doesn't want to know what would have happened if that middld aged lady (gareth's mother), hadn't called the man away.

it quickly became evident to m/n that he was never going to leave. gareth locked him in the pitch black train car for hours on end, opening the door when there were armed men to prevent m/n from trying anything. gareth would sit with him and talk, running his hands over the male's body, stealing kisses, it was a reprehensive routine m/n had become forcibly accustomed to.

it all changed the day the hunters attacked. m/n was in his train car, as usual, listening to the outside screams, wondering if the attackers were dead or alive. he knew they were alive when one pried open the train car door, and threw them self on him. he was then thrown into a cramped train car with other terminus residents, where the hunters hand picked who to assault and slaughter each day. he and gareth spent their days huddled up together, talking about their lives before. had m/n not accepted the hunters offer to leave the train car if he worked for them, gareth wouldn't have lost his mind. but m/n was desperate to get away. from the train car. from terminus. to find his family.

but the hunters caught him trying to leave. they did their absolute worst to him and then threw him back in. when the termites took back terminus, gareth locked the leader of the hunters and m/n into the same train car. "this is what you deserve" he told him, before locking the door shut.

perhaps it was years, perhaps it was months, maybe it was only a few hours. the horrors of the train car began to unfold, as the man who had once led the attack on terminus lost his mind: pouncing on m/n at random, screaming for hours straight, trying to eat m/n alive when they'd be deprived of food, ripping his ear off in hungered insanity. as m/n laid there bleeding from his ear, he decided either i escape or i die. had running worked before? no. was he willing to die trying? not really, but a man would do anything for freedom, and that's what m/n did.

the hunter had fallen asleep, a fatal mistake, as m/n wrapped his hands around the mans unshaven neck and squeezed. within second the man awoke but m/n was relentless, not letting go until the other went limp. i just have to wait now he cried to himself, hands shaking. calming, he began to strip the man of his clothes and use the fabric to restrain his limbs.

waiting for the termites to open the door with the meal made of human flesh felt like an eternity. the familiar sound of metal scratching and creaking filled m/n's ear, who quickly sprung into action.

grabbing the reanimated hunter by the hair, he guided it in the direction of the door, throwing it towards the woman holding their plates. she screeched as the hunters corpse sank it's teeth into her flesh, blood pouring from the wound.

m/n grabbed the woman's gun and bolted as the nearby workers aimed their guns at the walker, taking it down swiftly, but m/n had already gotten out of the train car. hiding behind what once was his cage, he shot at every person who came into view. eventually making his way to the fence, through the woods, he didn't stop running until the sound of gunshots stopped entirely. even then, he kept running. he ran for what felt like hours until his lungs couldn't take it anymore. collapsing onto the dirt, heaving in and out.

woodbury had fallen, it's entire population now living in the prison nearby. rick had relinquished his leadership, insisting the prison be governed by a council. he often went on runs by himself, to get away from it all, to look back on his actions, to find lost survivors. it wasn't everyday rick grimes came across a twenty something perhaps younger male covered in blood, breathing like he had never tasted air before. well, usually the young men were walkers. but this one was very much alive.

"please don't" the male groaned out, eyes wide, as rick approached with a knife. "who are you" he drawled out, kneeling down to get a good look at the other. the young males face was bruised, his hair covered in blood, an ear was missing, and the male was emaciated. "uh" the male seemed to have to think about it, as if he hadn't spoken to another human in years "m/n" he finally puffed out, bringing his hand up to his head, where the left ear once was.

rick's hands brushed m/n hair out of his face, causing the male to flinch away "how many walkers have you killed" the older man finally asked after several moments of silence. m/n just stared at him, as if to say he hadn't been keeping track "how many people have you killed" still, the same look. "water" "what" rick narrowed his eyes. m/n used his free hand to shakily point to the man's bag, where a bottle of water was latched on to the side.

rick was silent as m/n chugged the water down "do you have anything sweet?" "no i don't" "oh" something about the boy felt familiar. didn't glenn mention originally going into atlanta to find a boy with a similar description? maybe it was just that the male reminded him of his own boy in a way, or maybe he had already developed a fondness for m/n. "i have a camp" rick looked m/n in the eye "we have walls, food, a community, a doctor that can look at your wound" he added.

the h/c-et shook his head "not again" rick furrowed his brows "what" the boy started to pick himself up "i gotta, um" he started feeling around the ground for his gun, "gotta go" he finished as he felt the handle of the gun. stuffing the weapon into his belt, he stood up, using a tree as a crutch. "c'mon kid, you're going to die out here" rick leaned forward and took the gun out of the others hand "no im not! give it!" m/n lunged forward, only to awkwardly fall into rick's chest, sinking down back to the ground.

"you've got two bullets left" m/n looked up at rick with a glare "either you come back to my camp with me or i just wasted my water on a dead man" m/n held his glare until the sun got into his eyes. "whatever" he looked down, hoisting himself back to his feet with the help of rick's hand.

daryl squinted his eyes as the evening sun glared down, merle had stolen his motorcycle. again. the older dixon was always going off on fun runs without informing anyone beforehand. perhaps because the redneck had never really been accepted into the group like daryl was.

taking another bite of his pork chop, daryl grunted at carol who told him to go in and get some rest. but why would he want to rest when all he could think of when his mind was unoccupied was his baby brother, the boy he had pretty much raised, who was now probably a rotting corpse in atlanta. but daryl still held out hope that m/n had gotten out, that he was safe, that he would find him oneday. this was why he never rested, these thoughts would creep up in the younger dixons head.

the sound of his motorcycle rumbling told him that merle was back. the older dixon sauntered over to daryl, a cigarette sat between his thin lips, "look what you're big brother merle got you, darylina" he pulled a pack of cigarettes out his pocket, sliding it into daryls pocket. daryl said nothing, staring into the distance; was that rick? the figure was too far away to discern.

"dad!" carl called out, jogging down. "look what i- m/n?" the young grimes exclaimed as he came closer to the pair. rick carried the half-conscious boy through the gates "you know this guy?" rick looked at carl, who flicked the hair out of m/n's face to get a better look "he was with us back in atlanta, we thought he died on a run"

daryl's heart stopped, did he hear carl right? they were pretty far away. standing up, he threw the pork bone aside and marched towards the two- three. when he finally came close enough to see the persons face, he had to stop himself from tearing up in front of carl and rick "m/n" he uttered out quietly. the father and son came to a halt as he approached "you knew this guy back in atlanta" rick nodded at daryl "'course i did. he's my brother" daryl was quick to take m/n off rick. he wanted to cut the mans arms off just for touching his precious brother.

daryl rushed m/n into the prison, settling him in his cell, "go get hershel" he told carol, who looked just as perplexed as merle did as he walked into the cell. "m/n!? i thought you was dead" he breathed out, shoving daryl out the way, who was quick to push back, both wanting to be as close to their younger brother as possible "where'd you find him" merle looked over at rick, who was standing out front the cell "in the woods, looked like he'd been running"

rick moved aside as hershel came in, merle reluctantly stood up as hershel sat to access m/n's condition. "he's lost a lot of blood" hershel examined the ear hole where the flesh and muscle had been ripped from "we should have bob look at him, but from what i can see he needs bandaging and antibiotics" daryl grunted "i ain't letting no stranger touch him" he ushered hershel away, taking m/n's hand in his own "i found antibiotics on last weeks run, that gon' be enough" merle looked over at the old man, who nodded "we'll have to see how he reacts"

neither daryl or merle left m/n's side whilst waiting for the antibiotics to kick in. it was strange. no one in the prison had ever seen either of them so worried for or attached to someone. but for the six days and nights m/n spent unconscious, his body fighting off the infection from his wounds, recovering from the months of maltreatment.

when m/n finally opened his eyes, taking in his surroundings, daryl was leaned against the wall at the edge of the bed, eyes locked on the boys face "sleep well?" was the first thing he said after the two had stared at each other for what felt like an eternity "yeah" m/n spoke softly.

"i should have never gone hunting that day" "am i dead" the two spoke in unison. daryl breathed out "no, never gon' let that happen" he shuffled closer, laying down next to the youngest dixon.

daryl stared at m/n intensely, until merle was roused from his sleep "m/n, i told you not to go out of my sight" he grumbled, sitting forward. m/n looked up at the metal frame of the top bunk "i just wanted to get you some narcan" merle stared at him, blinking away tears "didn' have to risk your life for it" he pursed his lips "i ain't worth you dyin'" he added quietly, sitting back, his eyes not leaving m/n's.

the room went silent for a moment "maybe not, but you're my brother" m/n closed his eyes for a moment "do you guys have pop or candy here?" he questioned hopefully. merle let out a chuckle "i found a can on my run today" he chuckled out, before going quiet "i chugged it on the spot"

"you piece of shit!"

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[creepydixon]

Daryl's obsession with you

warning: stalking, obsession, being a creep, age difference, thoughts on kidnapping, yandare ish.

some few headcanons if Daryl had an obsession with you.

• where you two meet (what season) is up to you.

• you and Daryl are from two different worlds. Daryl grew up in a miserable family, only relying on his brother, seeing his house lit on fire, and his dad beating him when Merle left. You? Well, maybe not the perfect family but it was 10 times better than Daryls.

• and maybe that caught his eye on you. You were different from him, you still had hope for this damn world, had hope that people would unite and live in peace. Your dreams were beautiful to say at least.

• You tried to get along with everyone in the group, doing your part to support the group, and being the few of them who smiled.

• The only one you didn't talk much with was Daryl. You couldn't put your finger on it, but it felt like you had done him something wrong. He just narrowed his eyes at you all the time.

• Daryl always watched you from a distance. Not too far away, nor too close. But he studied you.

• How you walked, how you cooked the meals, how you lit up a fire, how your face showed every emotion even if you were silent. But he couldn't look you in the eye when you turned to him.

• He did study you because it would give him a chance to know you. Your strength and weaknesses. In that way, he wouldn't have to worry about what to say to you.

• But you started to notice this. Starting to realize you were never truly alone at any time.

• Taking care of the meal? You felt eyes on you. Falling asleep? Eyes on you. Walking in the forest? Eyes on you. Hell, even if you walk away to either clean away the dirt in a cold river or take the last toilet paper with you, there was eyes on you.

• You started to feel a bit paranoid, your brain shouting that someone is watching you but whenever you turned around, no one was there. No one you could see at least.

• The only days you didn't feel eyes on you was when some from the group had to go and look for supplies. It was too few of those days.

• Daryl took notice of how you were scared of being alone. How you were throwing a glance around when sitting alone, cleaning yourself in the river. He got your back. Even if you didn't notice it.

• You had a perfect body in Daryl's opinion. Perfect soul.

• You were so kind to everyone. Even tried to be kind to Daryl even if he noticed how nervous you were around him. In those moments he tried to look into your eyes.

• Yes, you tried to get along with everyone. The last thing you want is to end up on someone's bad side. But walking up to Daryl was always a hard task for you. How he almost loomed over you, how he was close. How stared at you. It made you only look down, thanking him for the food he brought and that you appreciate what he has done for the group.

• Daryl wanted more than just your small thankful words. He wants you to notice him all the time. That you needed him. You were young, he could protect you.

• From everything.

• You would always quickly walk away from Daryl after talking with him. It felt like you had done something wrong to him.

• Which you had. But it wasn't your fault to not notice it. Daryl hasn't talked yet about it to you. You have to say where you are going.

• Some nights he would be close to where you sleep and watching you sleep. How you slept peacefully. Only because he was there.

• Sometimes he had these thoughts he would just wake you up and say to follow him. To leave the group unharmed and go somewhere else. His other thought (that he didn't want to do because he knew you would be scared), was to simply grab you by the wrist and drag you along with him. Having his crossbow in his other hand, or better, a gun so he could shoot anyone who dared to pass you two.

• One day you had talked to Maggie, Daryl had been close and eavesdropped on you two, mostly to hear what you had to say that you didn't dare say to Daryl.

• "I'm not being delusional," that's what Daryl heard you say. "I think someone is watching me." "It is probably a walker you feel," Maggie had tried to assure you. Trying to put on her sweetest big sister voice. "they can make us lose our sense, a little."

• Strange. Daryl has always killed a walker when you have been out on your own.

• When the night fell upon you, you couldn't fall asleep like the rest of the group (either if you were on the farm, woods, or in Alexandria). You had your eyes open and stared at nothingness.

• You hadn't heard his footsteps, you had been so lost in your mind.

• A hand wrapped around your mouth before you could even gasp. Feeling how your body was pressed against someone. Your eyes widened and couldn't neither turn your head to see who it was.

• Until you heard how it hushed into your ear. "Easy."

• That was the moment you realized it was Daryl.

• Daryl didn't let go of you that night. Didn't let go of your mouth, whispering in your ear. Whispering how special you were. How you two needed each other.

• That you needed him.

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[woeswrites]

Yandere Daryl Dixon

Warnings: Yandere themes, Obsessive behaviors, Nonconsensual kissing, etc.

At first Daryl's feelings for you were completely normal

If anything they were a little childish

It played out like something from elementary school

He was a little standoffish/aggressive towards you

Always taking a jab when he could at anything he could think of

Liking to set you off and see you try and fire something back only for it to never really land

"You shouldn't talk so much. You'd contribute a lot more around here if you just shut it you know?"

"I don't remember asking for advice Daryl..."

You were convinced you had done something to tick the hunter off

In reality, he was confused about the weird feeling being around you gave him

He felt sick to his stomach

Not in a throwing up sort of way... but it was something he couldn't ignore no matter how hard he tried

He found himself staring at you whenever you were around

He even picked up on your small mannerisms, taking a mental note whenever he saw one in action

He found them kind of cute?

Like whenever you knitted your eyebrows after losing a game of cards

Or when you scrunched your nose after having seen the daily hunt he'd just picked up

OR the way your mouth quirked up a little to the right whenever you successfully landed a shot

ORRR--

He could go on and on

He had never paid this much attention to anyone before

It was freaking him out just how much time you had started taking up in his life

He tried to get you off his mind

He'd never needed someone before and god be damned if he would need someone now

Or at least that's what he tried telling himself

Every time he saw a duck he definitely didn't spend extra time hunting to snag it

How would he have known you had an affinity for poultry?

It was just a coincidence that he found them on his way back

You'd also been the only one he deemed fit to learn how to use his crossbow

Not because he liked you

No, you just sucked at using a rifle

He had to give you some survival skills

What started out as a normal (albeit unwanted) crush developed into something completely different after that day

You'd gone out with Glenn and Maggie, something about picking up baby formula for Rick's kid

He wasn't too worried about it

Glenn knew what he was doing, so did Maggie, you were just there for some extra hands and in emergencies a little bit of added strength

That's what Daryl tried telling himself

That was until the three of you never turned back up

They had all waited and waited and still there was no sign of you

Soon a stranger showed up in your place

She had with her baby formula

Daryl could tell something was wrong

He immediately took her inside the gates of the jail, demanding to know if she had any idea of what happened

Michonne was her name

She didn't speak much but she said enough

She mentioned an Asian with his brunette girlfriend and an accompanying guy with a few arrows on his back

They had all been taken by some guy

Daryl felt his heart drop

He had no idea if you were okay or not

He felt like apart of himself had been ripped away from him at the idea of not knowing if he would ever see you again

He couldn't lose you, he had already lost so much

Once he got you back he was going to make sure you knew how much you actually meant to him and keep you safe

He would be insistent that the group went out as soon as possible, not resting easy until they found the group safe and sound

Along with Michonne, Rick, and Oscar, Daryl managed to find the place you were being held captive

They sneak throughout the town despite Daryl wanting to just blast his way through to you

Despite some hiccups he managed to make it to you and before anything else, gave you a big hug

You cough hard when he crashed into you but Daryl didn't let go, he was too caught up in finally getting to know you were okay

As soon as he realized they didn't have much time he quickly began to remove your restraints

He smiled after you thanked him, forgetting for a moment the kind of situation you were in just from being able to hear your pretty voice

He quickly recuperated and demanded that him and the rest of the group attack those who dared mess with them

Both Rick and Glenn objected, there were too many of them to ensure a win

Despite his aggravation Daryl conceded with them

When Glenn told him about his brother he couldn't even find it in himself to care

If he had the nerve to take you away from him he wasn't worth it

In fact, Daryl swore to himself that if he ever saw the man again he would kill him himself

With little issue you were swiftly brought back to camp alongside the rest of the crew

Daryl took you into his cell and began to bandage you up as the rest of them settled down

"Wouldn't it be better if Hershel took care of this?"

"I can't have that, I just got you back I'm not handing you off already"

His behavior was odd but you chalked it up to the stress of the whole situation

That was until it never seemed to stop

No matter where you went or what you went to do Daryl accompanied you

At first you fought back

...that didn't last long

"Do I look like I'm taking no for an answer Y/n?"

Not only did you have to spend all day with him

At night he would confine you to his cell with him

It started off decently enough, Daryl having asked if you could room with him for the night and offering to take the floor

"I just want some company. I was so worried about you, y'know?"

It then developed further

You would spend every night together and slowly but surely he worked his way into the bed beside you

At night you would be locked in place by Daryl's solid arms

Even while sleeping he seemed to have this need to protect you

He also began to isolate you after finding out Andrea was apart of Woodbury

"If she could do this to you, then why wouldn't anyone here? Just stay with me, I'll keep you safe"

Daryl only trusted Carol coming around you and even that was scarce

For the most part it was just you and him, either in his cell or out in the woods as he started dragging you out with him on his hunts to keep a better eye on you

Somewhere along the line this new routine for him started to make him a little delusional

Without having even brought it up to you Daryl began to go around telling everyone how you were his and it was only right for two boyfriends to spend time together

When you had heard you tried laughing it off but Daryl would have none of that

He helped assure you he was not joking by pinning you against the bed one night

"You're mine, you get that? I'm not letting you go, not again"

Before you could say or do anything he roughly kissed you, showing you just how serious he was being

That pretty much sealed the deal

After that he became a lot more open with yours and his "relationship" not feeling shy to show his ownership in front of the others (if they ever even saw you that is)

You were never getting out of this man's sight

The world had become far too dangerous and you were far too special to him

No walker or human would step between the two of you

Not ever

#he/him #male reader #daryl x reader #daryl x male reader #yandere daryl #yandere daryl dixon #possessive love #TWD #yandere walking dead #TWD yandere #Daryl #Daryl Dixon

[yanderetwdslayyyy]

YANDERE DARYL DIXON X MALE READER

I wrote this a while ago. Its probably shit lmao

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I can't let him find me

He's a tracker for fucks sake. He's the worst person I could've attracted.

"Yeh gotta be joking Y/N. Yeh can't run forever." He scouted with his Crossbow and stalked silently. "I know that for a fact yeh get exhausted after what, 5 minutes? Jus' come out and we can settle this with an agreement"

I just continue running. I know that if he captures me I'll have no chances ever. When he makes a mistake he never repeats it.

I see an abandoned warehouse up in the distance. I did the stupid this and head to the door. It's unlocked. I barge inside and it's filled to the brim with boxes. Nooks and crannies everywhere. I start running through the maze of them and pray silently that there isn't a walker around any of these turns.

Suddenly I hear the door to the warehouse slam open. His voice now echoing and ten times more terrifying.

"I know yer in 'ere darlin'" his footsteps were deliberately loud. This warehouse was fucking huge. Y/N went on their Tip-toes to see if they could peer over the boxes and see Daryl. little did they know there was a biter stalking up behind them.

Daryl stopped for a moment to listen, all of a sudden he heard Y/Ns oh so alluring scream. Daryl ran towards the sound, through the maze of boxes he saw in the path Y/N forced to the ground by a walker, it was inches away from their face. Y/N didn't see Daryl there so was frozen when the arrow when through its skull, the walker went limp onto Y/N.

"Are yeh bit." He said while searching for their skitterish eyes.

"No"

They locked eyes. he looked at Y/N with, not so much anger, but disappointment. he threw the walker off of them and he wasn't gentle, He just reached down and pulled Y/N up by his hair.

"Ar' yeh fuckin' done playing these games?" He yelled in his face.

"I hope yeh realise soon that you don't have time to be picky with who yer meant to be with.." Daryl threw Y/N into the wall and trapped the with his arms "I will do all that I can to make sure you realise that you can't escape your fuckin' fate. You're mine"

Daryl, after he said that felt an erection forming. He breaths out and leans into his boyfriend. Their groins rubbed together. Y/N had given up. Fighting was useless because falling down a Cliff with an arrow in his back didn't stop him. So how could meek little Y/N do anything? Running and hiding his trail was pointless as well because he was a tracker, a hunter- Fuck, Y/N was the only one who struggled to use a gun and the only male forced to stay behind and do "women work". Y/N just leant back against the wall and zoned off trying to force himself not to care anymore.

"C'mere..." Daryl put his hands on Y/N's cheeks, turning his head to tilt, he started dominating his mouth, his tongue not missing any part of his mouth. He palmed himself through his jeans and moaned into Y/N's mouth. He swapped from his groin to Y/Ns. Starting to get annoyed that he wasn't feeling mutual excitement so he stopped, he aint gonna force himself on him, that would scare him even more.

"I'm takin' yeh home"

"Home..." Daryl had one arm on Y/N's Waist and the other holding a pistol pointed at Y/N. But Y/N didn't care anymore.

"Get the fuck off of me Daryl" Y/N stops walking. Forcing Daryl to stumble forward slightly.

"What the fuck'sa matter now?" He grunts

" I hate you"

"Okay? hurry the hell up" Daryl tried to Brush him off.

"I hate you. I would fucking hand you over to the Walkers if I had a chance...

Daryl you are the worst thing that has happened to me. That's FUCKING Saying something"

"You don't mean that. I know you don't mean that. You would be dead without me-"

"compared to this, that would be great!"

"Okay. yer gonna regret saying that" Daryl continues dragging Y/N along the path. then he turns suddenly towards a Puddle with thick mud.

"Sid'down" Daryl grabs his crossbow and points it at Y/N. "I said sit the fuck down" Y/N sits in next to the puddle.

"Oh fuck off" Daryl kicks Y/N into the puddle, causing their entire bottom half to be wet and gross.

"what the hell..." Y/N goes to stand up in shock when a piercing pain travels through His entire left leg. he looks down and see's an arrow directly in his knee. they start breathing heavily while his entire leg is throbbing.

"oh fuck- oh fuck fuck ohhmmmmmm-" he squealed loudly.

"Oh shit. I thought'cha was a Walker. covered in all that shit and all." Daryl laughs. "At least, that's what everyone else is gun' think"

Daryl covered Y/N's mouth when he started sobbing.

"see darlin'? this is proof that you can't survive on your own, without me" Daryl crouches down to cover the top of Y/N with wet muddy water. scooping some of the blood from his leg to cover his body.

"Why?" Y/N chokes out. desperately holding back more sobs. Daryl pulls Y/N up and starts walking back to camp, helping them limp back.

"Why what? Why did I save yer life? Why do I go to extreme lengths to prove my luv for you? Why...huh"

"..."

"that leg must be fuckin' killin'. am I right?" he chuckles. "Maybe next time you'll think twice before pushing me away and running, huh?"

#yandere the walking dead #yandere daryl dixon #yandere twd #yandere #daryl dixon #yanderecharacters #daryl x y/n #daryl x you #daryl dixon x male reader #yandere x male reader #male reader

[lyssak09]

hello!! i am super excited to see that you write for the umbrella academy and the walking dead!! could i request a yandere!daryl dixon x reader (maybe set around the farm or prison era) where he’s obsessed with her and wants to start a little family after seeing how adorable Judith is and reader taking care of her? You can make it as dark as you’re comfortable with. thank you so so much <33

Yandere Daryl Dixon

If Daryl knew you before the walkers than his obsession will be 10x worse

Daryl is a possessive, obsessive, short fuse, and a bit stalker/manipulative yandere

He knows your favorite color and everything about you all the down to your schedule

Daryl is scared shitless that you're gonna die from walkers. All because you're too kind and helpful that you forget about looking out for yourself. Every thing you do is locked down in his memory. From your favorite things to your schedule.

He always has an eye on you. And if you ask for even a tiny bit of space then you be extremely guilt tripped or be berated. Like he could bring you to tears if he tired hard enough

Daryl will and has killed for you (not just walkers). You're the love of his life. All you do to him is brighten his day and make him fall in love over and over again.

His punishments are mental and slight physical. But you might not need them.

He will punch around you. Never hit you on purpose. He knows better.

He won't mean to treat you like his father treated his mom. But its what he knows. If you go against Daryl and his rules you will get berated by him

"I'm never gonna hate you. But god damn it! I provide for you in this fucked up world, and this is how you repay me? I should just stick you out in the woods, shouldn't I?!"

Once Lori died and the group settles in the prison, you become a mother to Judith and Carl. Rick is forever grateful about it and starts to see you as more (more on that later)

Daryl thinks it is the cutest thing ever. He might not say it but he will show it with small smiles.

All Daryl wants to do eventually is start a tiny family with you. Whether you like it or not

Judith will babble at you all the time. And Carl will be by your side while morning his mother.

Because of your connection with Rick's children, you two start a romantic relationship sorta quick.

You start to spend more of your time with the kids and Rick. Instead of hanging out with your best friend, Daryl.

Daryl's yandere tendencies will get 100% worse because of that.

Daryl will start to stalk you trying to figure out what is so special about Rick.

Once he finds out about you and Rick he will become hell on earth

Daryl will kidnap you. He will take you to one of two places.

Either a extremely secluded place in the prison or a cabin far far away from everyone

No matter which place he keeps you, he'll have things you want. Daryl even has baby stuff ready. This man is prepared.

Rick will go crazy and depressive searching for you. Carl is spiraling into depression and Judith is really sad :(. Rick will stop at nothing to find you, he needs his Y/N.

If he ever finds you it could lead to an ultimate civil war between him and Daryl. But its unlikely that you'll be found. Daryl is making sure you're his forever.

You'll wake up with a ring on your left ring finger and a man holding you

"Daryl! Let me out! Rick is find out you took me and is gonna save me" you yelled and thrashed against the chains. Daryl dismissed your statement and kissed you. "I am allowed to keep my wife with me and away from others. You were speechless. " I am not your wife, Daryl. I'm with Rick!" You said extremely frustrated. He let out a low growl, "You better watch your mouth, Sunshine.". You flinched but kept talking, "You need to talk to one of our doctor's they might be able to help". Daryl let out a little laugh, "Help with what? I'm happier now than I've been in years. You love me, I have you to myself, and we're starting a family soon. Everything is perfect"

@flowercrowns-goodvibes thank you so much for requesting!! Your request gave me a lot of ideas. One of my ideas for it was pretty dark and involved snatching Judith. If anyone would like to see that come to fruition please let me know. Sorry its short. Feel free to request again! That stands for everyone as well.

#yandere headcanon #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere male #yandere #the walking dead #twd #TWD #daryl x y/n #daryl dixon #Yandere TWD #yandere daryl dixon #Lyssa's hcs #Ask Lyssa #Miss Blue writing

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The walking dead masterlist

Request for this fandom: closed

Rules.

Angst: Red

Fluff: Pink

Both: Orange

Comfort: purple

A little bit of everything or nothing: green

Yandere: Red & green

Rick Grimes

< Nothing yet >

Darly Dixon

< Nothing yet >

Carl Grimes

< Nothing yet >

Yan! Multi Character

< Nothing yet >

#yandere the walking dead #the walking dead x reader #the walking dead #yandere the walking dead x reader #yandere twd #yandere twd x reader #twd x reader #yandere rick grimes #Rick grimes x reader #yandere daryl dixon #daryl dixon #daryl dixion x reader #carl grimes #Carl grimes x reader #yandere carl grimes #yandere Carl grimes x reader

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Yandere Daryl Dixon

-warnings: spoiler of s6 finale, Daryl having thoughts, Negan being Negan

Daryl Dixon being obsessed with someone would be interesting. Him becoming yandere for them would be a lot worse. The resident Dixon never really thought love existed, he didn’t get it when he was young, nor does he care about it now-

Or so he thinks.

“Oh shut it Dixon, get some damn rest for once!”

Nope. Love definitely did not exist with you around. If the younger Dixon ever had to pick someone who annoyed him the most, without a doubt in his head, he’d pick you. He couldn’t understand how you did it but somehow you were even worse than Merle.

At least with his brother there was some respect between the two, but with you- No way in hell would he show that same amount of respect back to someone like you. Yeah sure, you knew how to hunt and helped keep the group safe… You weren’t stupid like some of the other newbies either, didn’t trust others too easily.

With the prison there were jobs and shit to do, not annoy him into resting when there were walkers to be gotten rid of. The gruff archer grumbled under his breath as he made his way down from the watchpost, knowing damn well that you’d make good in your word of dragging him down from it.

“Glad to see I didn’t have to drag you down from there this time, Dixon.” You arched a brow, looking at the archer who undoubtedly kept himself up far past what he could handle, again. “You go to your bunk and sleep. I’ve got nightwatch tonight and tomorrow.”

No, Daryl Dixon didn’t believe that love existed. He honestly thought in most cases, like a damn apocalypse, love wasn’t a necessity. He got by just fine without it, that’s just the way things were… Not the stupid thoughts that moved into his head when he couldn’t sleep.

The stupid ideas of him and you- the moments when your body was pressed against his during supply runs to hide from walkers. Dirt that caked your skin with sweat clinging onto your clothes amongst other things. Your breath panting against his palm as he tried to keep the both of you quiet from the undead.

In any other situation, sure, maybe things would be different. But not when there were damn walkers hunting after the living just to feed. The archer never believed in love-

But there were moments that he cursed under his breath, tossing and turning on his cot, thoughts circling back around to the idea of sassing back at you. Grabbing you or just pinning you against one of the walls where no one could see-

—

Daryl Dixon believed that he didn’t deserve to be loved. Not that love didn’t exist. No- Love did exist, it existed in your eyes when you looked at him. Love existed in the late night talks when nightmares would fill his sleep instead. It existed in the light touches to his cheek in the moments you thought he slept.

There were still times you annoyed the hell out of him. Like forcing him into the shower after weeks of living in the community. Choosing to sit next to him whenever he worked on his crossbow, cleaning it off and gruffly answering the questions you always asked to endearingly annoy him. Whispered growls of promises, shared looks, late nights together just enjoying each other’s company…

Love did exist, it existed in you and it existed in his chest, the tightness absorbing him when you so much as looked at him with that smile. Love existed in his thoughts whenever he felt jealousy burn, watching as others in the community looked at you. His jaw tightening before he possessively wound an arm around your waist to show who you belonged to.

As always, where love existed, as did jealousy, possessiveness deemed as being protective, hidden glares given to any resident that seemed to have eyes that wandered too far for his liking. Perhaps Daryl Dixon didn’t need to believe in love when he had his own belief in his arms. Holding you in his grasp, watchful eyes being careful of any threat -alive or dead-

—

This was it- this was how shit was going to end. Daryl’s chest panted as he shared a glance with you, knees dug into the dirt and gravel as lights beamed into your eyes. Voices were talking, assholes too high up on their horses to screw themselves, he couldn’t care less right now about them.

Everyone had been lined up, Daryl was panting, people were injured and you couldn’t waste time being here.

A man had been brought out, “Negan”, as he pronounced himelf as. You could tell from the first look at him, things had changed from the last time you had seen the man. He was talking about a ’new world order’, addressing Rick as he strided across the ground.

You knew that they shouldn’ve killed those people. With how much had gone and passed, you’d think that they’d smarten up but apparently not. Keeping your head down was an easy task, with everyone else in the group, it should be easy enough to blend in.

To not get recognized by the man you had known before the apocalypse started. The one who continuously cheated on his wife despite her being sick- Once in asshole, always an asshole.

“-minie, mo.”

Barbed wire made its way into your vision as the bat stopped in front of you. For what reason- you couldn’t be quite sure of but based off everyone else’s face, it wasn’t a good thing.

“Well lookie here, guess we’ve got one!” Negan chuckled, dark eyes gleaming as he looked down Lucille. “Lift your head up and show your face unless you’re too much of a damn coward.”

“You shut your fucking mouth!” Daryl growled, fighting against the others as he glared at the man. “Touch a hair on ‘em and I’ll kill you!”

Negan chuckled in amusement, cocking a brow at the redneck, “Well if I didn’t know any better then I’d say you mean something to him.” He smirked, gripping the handle of his bat in preparation to start the show as he looked down.

You raised an eyebrow, leering your head up with a defiant look. “Do it.” Rocks dug against the thin material of your pants, chest panting with aching breaths, dirt and blood caked against your skin. It was either now, or it happens later. There was no getting out of this.

“Do. It.”

#daryl x reader #daryl x y/n #daryl twd #daryl dixon twd #daryl dixion imagine #daryl dixon x y/n #daryl dixon x you #daryl dixon x reader #insinuated yandere daryl dixon #T.w yandere

[e-m-christina]

COMING SOON:

REFLECTIONS - Dark!Daryl Dixon

Series Summary: After losing Rick, Daryl’s mind snapped. Unfortunately for you, you quickly became his new fixation. Daryl’s obsessive thoughts convinced him that he must protect you and keep you safe, even if that meant isolating you from your friends and family. During a mission to find Rick, Daryl comes across an abandoned cabin in the woods: the perfect place to keep you all to himself.  

SERIES WARNINGS 🔞: Dark/yandere Daryl, emotional manipulation, stockholm syndrome, smut, thigh riding kink, breeding kink, dub-con, kidnapping/hostage situation.

I will be posting this series soon, so if you're interested, leave a comment! As always, requests are open as well.

MASTERLIST

#Daryl Dixon x reader #Daryl Dixon #Daryl x Reader #Daryl Dixon fanfiction #Daryl fanfic #Dark Daryl Dixon x Reader #Yandere Daryl dixon x reader #Daryl dixon x reader smut #Daryl dixon x reader fluff #daryl dixon romance #twd #the walking dead fanfiction #twd fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction #smut #dark fanfiction

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𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 #𝟐

© Intoxicated-Chan 2023, I do not allow my work to be copied, translated, modified, adapted, or put on any other platform without my permission. I only have one other platform and that’s Wattpad (same name).

Spider-Man (Spider-Verse)

Your Sweet Neck (Miguel O’Hara x GN!Reader)

Only You, Darling (Miguel O’Hara x F!Reader)

Come Back to Me, It’s Almost Easy (Miguel O’Hara x F!Reader)

Late Night Moments With Miguel O’Hara (Miguel O’Hara x GN!Reader)

Between Your Thighs (Miguel O’Hara x GN!Reader)

Yandere!Miguel O’Hara Hcs

I Need You to Stay (Miguel O’Hara x F!Reader)

We’re Both Sinners (Miguel O’Hara x F!Reader)

Don’t Think You Can Escape (Yandere!Miguel O’Hara x F!Reader)

Welcome to the Family (Miguel O’Hara & Spider!Teen!F!Reader)

You Set My Soul Alight (Miguel O’Hara x F!Reader)

Give Me Reasons We Should Be Complete (Miguel O’Hara x F!Reader)

Yellow Night Has Had Enough (Miguel O’Hara x F!Reader)

Restless Night (Miguel O’Hara x F!Reader)

Noxious (Miguel O’Hara x F!Reader)

I Want to Destroy Me so I’ll Feel Better (Miguel O’Hara x GN!Reader)

You’re Right By My Side (Miguel O’Hara x GN!Reader)

Tell Me How U Feel (Miguel O’Hara x F!Reader)

Final Fantasy

baby, i’m yours (Biggs x F!Reader)

Dangerous, Tainted and Flawed as You (Biggs x F!Reader)

Game of Thrones

Be With Me (Robb Stark x F!Reader)

Mortal Kombat

When Their S/O Draws a Painting of Them… (Cassandra Cage, Hanzo Hasashi, & Erron Black…)

Hanzo Hasashi Drabbles #1

Tomas Vrvada Drabbles #1 #2

Trigun Stampede

I’mma Haunt Your Dreams (Nicholas D. Wolfwood x F!Reader)

The Hobbit/The Lord of the Rings

Kili Durin Blurbs #1 #2

Thorin Oakenshield Blurbs #1

Thranduil Blurbs #1

Can I Not Think? Will You Love This Part of Me? (Elrond x GN!Reader)

On Vit Dans Cette Love Story (Legolas x F!Reader)

You’re Gonna Wish You Never Had Met Me (Kili Durin x F!Elf!Reader) Ending 1 | Ending 2 , Coming soon!!

It’s Just a Small Cut! (Legolas x GN!Reader)

Practice Makes Perfect (Legolas x F!Hobbit!Reader)

A War of Ice and Fire Preview (Thorin Oakenshield x F!Targaryen!Reader)

The Walking Dead

Daryl Dixon Blurbs #1 #2 #3 #4 #5

Watercolor Eyes (S2 Daryl Dixon x F!Reader)

Baby, You’re No Good For Me (S1-2 Daryl Dixon x F!Walsh!Reader) Part 2 | Part 3

When You Come See Me (S2-3 Daryl Dixon x F!Grimes!Reader)

Payment-In-Kind (Shane Walsh x F!Dixon!Reader)

‘Til I Know You’re Mine (Daryl Dixon x F!Reader)

Don’ Say a Damn Thing (Daryl Dixon x F!Reader)

Darlin’, Don’t Lie, It’s Okay That You Crave Me (Daryl Dixon x F!Virgin!Reader)

I Will Love You ‘Til the End of Time (Daryl Dixon x F!Reader)

Daryl Dixon w/ Lady Gaga Songs (Daryl Dixon x GN!Reader)

Closer (Daryl Dixon x F!Reader)

#masterlist

[twigg96]

Works Master list 💕

Hello my sweet lovelies. It has come to my attention by some very lovely mutuals that I should make a master list of all of the works I have posted here on Tumblr. First and foremost I would like to say I do try to reblog most of my original posts and fics over on my second page @bionicpancake00. However none of that is in order nor is that sorted. So I am making this list, categorizing the works, and will be posting this and will be updating it each month with each new entry. (Hopefully lol) so let’s get started. Shall we 💕😊

First and foremost I am going to post my AO3 HERE. Most of my long form content that is not X reader ends up there. As of right now I have been writing mainly Metalocalypse fics but I have started to write a Walking Dead/Far Cry 5 Cross over fic that I am thinking of posting there. If anyone has any request for HCs, x reader fics, longform fics, or simple suggestions I am always accepting them either in my asks or my DMs. Linked HERE is what I do ask my requester's include, just simple things that I believe most writers ask for.

Metalocalypse Dethklok HCs Relationship HCs

Dethklok with a neurodivergent S/O

Dethklok with an Autistic S/O

Dethklok with a Bipolar S/O

Sharing a bed with Dethklok

Dethklok with a smol tactile S/O

Breaking up with Dethklok part 1

Breaking up with Deathklok part 2

Dethklok with a really shy S/O

Dating Pickles

Dethklok dating a belly dancer

Dethklok helping their partner through a monthly cycle

Foot rubs and massages

The boys caring for a sick/injured S/O

Dethklok caring for a sick partner

Dethklok with a disabled S/O

The boys caring for an S/O with chronic migraines

Proposing

Wearing their shirts

Fear of public relationship in fame

Wedding reaction and Song HC

FLUFFY HCs

Dethklok caring for crying S/O

Dethklok dealing with an S/O's annoying coworker

Dethklok & Mags with a Goth S/O

The Boys receiving head scritches from S/O

S/O is Charles' Daughter

Dethklok with a crush on a shy S/O

PETNAMES

MORE PETNAMES

Dethklok with a British crush

Pickles & Magnus with S/Os who likes cute things

Dethklok helping an S/O who's mensurating

The boys with a nerdy S/O who infodumps

Dethklok with a happy/cheerful S/O

The boys realizing their partner has a angel wing tattoo

Their first "I love you"

Trying to impress their crush

Sharing a pink bedroom with Dethklok

Pickles with a S/O w/ scars on their thighs (TW: Scars)

Pregnancy/Parent HCs

Dick Knubbler, Dr. Rockzo, and Magnus as the father

Dethklok Pregnant (MPREG)

The boys as a dad to a teenage girl

Papa Murderface HC (Lullabies)

Papa Murderface HCs (Being a dad)

Dethklok Daddies

Random HCs

William Murderface cooking HC (Based off of @polyklok's post)

A Potato Flew around my Room Vine

Dr. Rockzo HCs

Dr. Rockzo Relationship HC

Yandere Magnus ( CW: Touches upon abusive relationships)

What the boys smell like

Dickface HC

Pickles' Rats

Dick Knubbler HCs

The boys as yanderes

Helping Toki when he's having a flashback

DRAMA The boys trying to steal each other's partners

Sleep HCs with Murderface

When their partner has a lot of stuffies on the bed

How old are these dudes

Skwisgaar HCs

Nathan HCs

Murderace HCs

Toki HCs

Pickles HCs

Magnus & Nathan HC (Based off @folkdevilism's post)

Continuation of ^ This

Toki's Christmas HC

Dethklok's favorite football team

Witchsona HC

Dethklok's Zodiac

Just some art I made

Just a little tag game about ships I did once

Toki name HC

Does Dethklok Tip?

Nsfw HCs

Birthday gifts

Dethklok with a Bratty S/O

Murderface's first time with his S/O

Favorite Sex Positions

The boys reacting to a loud S/O

The boys finding out they're their partner's first... everything

Dethklok Fics

Eyes like Diamonds (Dickface)

Until Next Time (Charles X Reader)

By the Light of the Library (Dethklok & Reader PLATONIC)

You're all I need Babe (Dickface)

Take Me To Church (Skwistok)

Just Us (Tickles)

The Walking Dead Daryl Daryl Dixon X Reader

You're kind of a MILF Huh? (Parents! Daryl X Reader FLUFF)

I Should Have Been There (Daryl X Reader ANGST)

Can I Trust You Dad? (Daryl being a dad)

Spring Chicken (Parents! Daryl X Reader)

Thank you for the Music (Daryl X Reader FLUFF)

In the Nick of Time (Daryl X Pregnant Reader ANGST)

Princess (Daddy! Daryl X Reader/ Daryl being a dad)

Beau as a middle child HC

Strangers like me (Daryl X Reader from Merle’s POV)

Midnight Moonshine (Pissed off! Drunken! Daryl X Reader)

Into the Darkness, I become Stronger (Daddy Daryl X Injured! Reader HURT/COMFORT with the tiniest SMUT)

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington HCs

#masterlist #will be updated #metalocalypse #stranger things steve #the walking dead daryl #metalocalypse headcanons #imagine metalocalypse #dethklok #toki wartooth #skwisgaar skwigelf #pickles the drummer #nathan explosion #william murderface #skwistok #dickface #spicy #tickles #charles x reader #Platonic Polyklok #the walking dead #twd daryl #twd daryl dixon #daryl dixon #daryl dixion x reader #daryl x reader #daryl dixon x female reader #daryl x you #stranger things #steve harrington #steddie

[lily-radiance]

Random fic headcanons and ideas:

TWD season two Daryl Dixon with an S/O who's in trouble

Both loners

MC is not from Georgia

Early 20s MC dating mid-30s Daryl

She knows how to shoot archery bows but not crossbows

Touch-starved

Andrea considers MC like another younger sibling

Everyone advises Daryl not to go for you and vice versa

When Rick, Hershel, and Glenn go to the bar, MC accompanies them. Daryl only goes when Lori tells him that you are in danger.

Carol gives him advice

Andrea and Lori warn him if he breaks your heart, he's a dead man.

RE4 Leon with a high school best friend who became an Umbrella Scientist.

MC was initially training for the force with Leon but dropped out to find another passion

She wants to help people but gets pulled into Umbrella’s dark research

Leon caught a glimpse of her at the end of RE2 but couldn't be sure if it was her.

Ashley doesn't trust MC, but Leon ignores it

Both have combat experience and have undergone physical conditioning

MC does not have Las Plagas

Krauser spars with MC, causing Leon to jump in.

Krauser asks Leon to choose between you and Ashley.

IDK if Leon would be sweet here or a Yandere.

Arkham Movie Trilogy Jonathan Crane, Harley Quinn, and Poison Ivy x Psychiatrist reader

This story is currently in progress!!!

Reader works at Arkham Asylum

Friends with Bruce Wayne

Knows about his alter ego and occasionally helps him solve cases

Reader believes Bruce should do more with his money to benefit Gotham

Combines Heath Ledger’s Joker with Margot Robbie’s Harley Quinn

The reader was in the same major as Harley in college, and the two dated briefly

Harley constantly teases the reader when she catches wind of a new crush

You try to ignore her, but eventually can't as she warns you that the doctor is deadlier than he lets on

You brush it off, too fond of your coworker to accept the notion that he can hurt you

Bruce doesn't like your new counterpart, picking up a destructive energy that screams guilty

In defiance, you decide to bring your beaux to one of many parties and get on your friend’s last nerve.

A kiss is shared in front of the crowd, some murmuring complaints while others smile. You wish to stay in Jonathan’s arms, but the moment is interrupted as Bruce pulls you aside

Naturally, two upper-class socialites fighting in front of an audience calls for bad publicity, but not on your part

“If you keep this up, you'll become a sewer rat criminal just like the rest!”

Luckily, you decided to wear a few rings to accentuate your outfit. Not only do you look stunning, but you reel back and land a brutal slap on his cheek. Yet that doesn't hurt as much as your following words.

“How dare you, Bruce. How dare you scrutinize what you can never understand. Thomas and Martha would be ashamed of you, and you, of all people, know they were difficult to rattle. Next time you need anything, ask someone who gives a shit.”

Your friend has to watch in shock as you exit the home, arm linked with a man he despises. Even in disagreeable situations, you manage to exhibit grace and elegance. It's the beginning of a new era and the opportunity to forget the complex life of the wealthy.

“Is your hand alright, (Y/N)? Better yet, are you okay?”

Never underestimate a psychiatrist to get into your head. He walks you to the car, watching your lips tremble in the darkness. You meet his stare, and one thought crosses your mind: kissing him sounds lovely. The doctor is efficient at picking up social cues, leaning down to meet your lips, and extinguishing the frigid temperature.

“As long as I'm with you, Jonathan. I can do anything with you by my side, no matter the risks.”

I want to make the reader an anti-hero vigilante with the “Grim Reaper” theme. Supernatural powers in Batman don't really occur so I will brainstorm. Most villains are the work of genetic experiments gone wrong so maybe I'll work with that?

JD(Heathers 1989) dating the reader

You are friends with Veronica and the despicable Heathers

Instead of going along with their charades, you often argue and challenge Heather Chandler

She constantly threatens your social standing but knows that the campus would easily choose you over her.

Purple color coded

JD can't help but admire your tenacity as you begrudgingly follow Veronica to the table, attempting to stop the girl from doing Heather’s bidding.

When you walk over, he seems uninterested in the girl speaking to him, instead transfixed on your disinterested attitude. Unknowingly, you lick your lips, tasting lip gloss and wiping some glitter away. When you lock eyes, you swear your heart stops beating, drawn to his carefree attitude.

Veronica says a few words to you, trying to convince you to let her administer the lunch poll

As she talks, you playfully roll your eyes, causing the delinquent to smirk in your direction. He hides a chuckle from breaking out, finding your careless joking funny given the circumstances. When Veronica walks off, it allows you to sit across from the newcomer, albeit a little too eagerly.

“Mind if I ask for a smoke? I'm dying from boredom.”

“Sure, I could never say no to a girl like you. I’m guessing you’ve been trying to break from those devils all day.”

He lights your cigarette as you take it between your teeth, enjoying the visual more than he lets on.

“It's all thanks to you, my knight in obsidian armor.”

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[creepydixon]

Hello! I saw that you write dark Daryl and we’re taking requests and I absolutely couldn’t resist sending one in😩😩

What about Daryl with a wife reader? He was infatuated with her even before the walkers and when they finally got together he was on cloud nine. But then the world goes to shit and he becomes obsessed, if that was even possible. At the quarry, the Dixon’s kept to themselves anyway, no need for her to interact with the other survivors in the camp. On the farm? He’s hovering behind her as she does chores, insists on being in the same guard shift as her (she def gets some breathing room when he’s out looking for Sophia tho)

In the prison? Seeing her locked up in a cage gives him ideas, she should just stay with him forever. He’s almost grateful for the end of the world, he’s able to get away with so much more shit and she can’t leave. Where would she go? The group is inseparable, and so getting Daryl away from his wife is next to impossible

Anyway, something like that. Sorry if it’s too long and if it’s not something you’re interested in doing it’s no problem! Thank you for your time! ☺️☺️

I like your mind anon 🤍 I have a hard time with "wife" and "husband" readers, dunno why but I just happen to not be a big fan of marriage. but for you anon, I'll try.

Dark!Daryl unnatural obsession with his wife

warning: stalking, manipulation, gaslighting, isolation, prisoning, twisted love I guess, in a zombie apocalypse all rules are gone

• It took Daryl such a long time to just convince you to go on a date with him before the outbreak happened. He dressed up in the nicest clothes he could find, took you to the nicest (it was a fast dinner) restaurant, and generally tried in his best way to show his best side to you.

• What you don't know though is that he had already had his eyes on you from the first moment he saw you. He started to take simple notes about where you worked, what walks you used to do, and where you lived. All of those things are wrong but he was pretty good at hiding and not getting caught.

• So when the big day came when he proposed to you and you said yes, it was like he was walking on clouds. After all those nights outside your window and watching you, all those days he took his chances to "bump" into you, all of it was worth it. You two were getting married and you would take his last name.

• The big wedding day didn't happen though. The outbreak happened just one month before you two would get together. Daryl brought you along with him and his brother Merle. Daryl told you to stay close to him, now with such a dangerous disease, it is better if you stay close to him so he can keep you safe.

• But you wanted to be close to Atlanta. Maybe the disease would die out soon and maybe you can keep yourself close to the town. That's where you met other survivors that had started to camp outside of Atlanta.

• Daryl hated it though. These were strangers. Who knew what crazy shit people will do during an apocalypse? They could snap in their head and try to hurt you. Or get you killed.

• "Why should we talk with 'em?" Daryl had asked you one night. "Why should we trust 'em? Just because they seem nice now, doesn't mean they need to be nice later."

• Which proved his point. A man and a widow screw around in the forest like animals, and then suddenly the new sheriff in the camp chained up his brother Merle on the roof.

• "You see?" Daryl was sobbing out to you in anger. "They took Merle from me. Do you have any idea what they could do to ya? First, they take Merle, soon they'll either chain you or me on a roof to let us rot. We can't trust these people."

• After that, it didn't turn much better. He was literally next to you, walked wherever you were walking, never leaving your side. Suddenly it wasn't just Daryl who was hunting for food, you had to come along too so he knew you were in good hands.

• After the horrific events at a scientist bomb office (at least you two had a nice shower together), the group finally arrives at a farm. Well, except for losing Sophia on the road.

• You had cried, you cried with Carol that Sophia was missing. Daryl couldn't stand that a child got lost. Shit, what if it were your child missing? Now, you two hadn't discussed a lot about children, but Daryl knows if you two get children he would protect them with his life.

• When Daryl was gone most of the days, you got some space. When you stood on the porch on the farm you couldn't help but feel a bit. . . revealed? It is horrible to say it, you would never say it out loud, but it was good that Sophia disappeared. It gave you time to actually talk with the others for the first time. You got some space. You got to have your own time.

• "They aren't that bad actually," you spoke softly to Daryl. Daryl glanced over at you, he lay in the bed and had got shot by Andrea. "I hope you're kidding," Daryl grumbled. "None of these people are looking for Sophia. I am the only one who does it, even her own mother isn't looking for her. None of them is trusting each other, Lori is sleeping with two guys. Andrea shot me."

• You couldn't argue against that. It made you feel sorry for him and you saw what a big heart he has.

• But then he stopped looking for Sophia, to rest himself. But he didn't rest, oh no, this was his time to walk around and see what is actually happening on the farm with you. He didn't leave you for one second. Glaring a bit at everyone who stepped a bit closer to you two.

• "Let them talk with us for one second," you whispered to Daryl. "So olive oyl can complain about having two boyfriends? Or that Andrea is proud of a girl to cut herself? I love ya, ya got a big heart for everyone, but they aren't good for you. They're selfish town girls."

• You couldn't argue against that.

• And the farm life didn't last forever. As the barn burned up, the herd came to the farm, you had to escape. As Daryl had you on the motorcycle, he had this big encouragement to drive you two far away. But you had said you two needed to find the others. He couldn't say no to you. Not yet at least.

• Maybe his mind snapped a bit when you two were at the prison. You had jokingly stepped into a cell and closed the door behind you. Grinning at Daryl in a joking way "Never did I think we would spend time together behind locked bars."

• He had barely heard you. Barley thought clearly. But when he saw you like that. Saw you behind bars, something sweet twisted in his mind, something that gave him a pleasure to see you locked up.

• The other ones in the group didn't dare to walk near you now. Always you were near your husband Daryl who would look at them with a twisted eye, a small glare. They understood you two wanted to be alone.

• But you didn't want to be alone with your husband. He had started to give small hints that perhaps this group is more broken than ever, perhaps it is time for you two to leave. But you didn't want that.

• Daryl doesn't sleep one night as he looks at you while you're sleeping. He remembers the old days before the breakout. How he watched you through your window, how he followed you through the park so you could "bump" into him. How he followed you to the work. All of that stuff was wrong. . . in the old world.

• Daryl blinks a couple of times and looks around in the cell you two were in. If you were locked up. . . no one would get you. And he could take care of you. Make sure no one ever gets close to you. Oh, how he hated some of your old friends, especially some of the men who were your friends. Too close to you in his opinion. But, it is new times. In the old world it would be seen as wrong, but in this new world? Well, who would stop him?

• He slowly gets up from the bed you're sharing. He walks out of the cell and quietly closes it. And then he stands there for a good while. Admiring how you are in a cage. His cage. There no one was allowed into, except him.

• His eyes twist a little bit when he watches you sleep inside the cell. He knows if he had done this in bright daylight, you would ask for help from the others. Oh, he has to be clever now. He has to take you away from here. He has to find his own little cage where no one has an impact on you, except him.

• So that day, that day when the Governor comes to the prison and blows it up and everyone got split, he couldn't be more grateful. He grabbed you and ran.

• Because now he had his chance to actually be with his wife alone, forever.

#daryl dixon #dark daryl dixon #the walking dead #yandere daryl dixon #twd #anon #request #thank you for sending this request and I hope this was what you were looking for! #as said: I'm not big fan of marriage trope but I tried to give this a chance! #my mind just happens to love when Daryl is obsessed with someone he isn't yet together with 🤤

[woeswrites]

Masterlist

Last updated on April 2nd, 2024 General Information

Criminal Minds

Fidus Achates

Hannibal (NBC)

Yandere Hannibal Lecter

Yandere Will Graham

It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia

n/a

Scream (1996)

Just A VHS Tape

The Boys

n/a

The Walking Dead

Yandere Daryl Dixon

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[madstwd]

Untouchable

Daryl Dixon X Reader

Warnings: Over protective Daryl, slight yandere but very mild, the Claimers, reader in carls situation during the claimers interaction

Words: 1.8k

Season: 5,7,9 (mixture of all of these :)) )

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He spotted you one the road, your innocence to survival made his heart swell with pride and protectiveness. He was cold and harsh at first, often scoffing when you missed or tripped on a treat root, your shoelaces most often united to the point he often found himself doing it to make sure they wouldn’t come undone again. You naturally hung out with him, an itch he couldn't scratch away, a bug that no matter how much he swatted away always came back. After the fall of the prison he was desperate to find you, his anger and guilt often lashing out towards Beth as she stood before him and not you. The anger only grew after he lost her, taking his hatred out of his recklessness as he wandered with a group of men, laying at night glancing at the stars through the broken ceilings of rusted cars or buildings. Wondering if you were safe, if he would ever find you again. He watched as the men he was with stalk a group like they were prey, hearing Joe talk to the leader of the group. He only became concerned when he heard your yelp, the famous yelp that he often heard when you tripped on a log, got pinned down by danger. The one that instantly caused him to spring to your need whenever you needed it or not. As he emerged from the bushes he spotted you, your frame being pressed into the road beneath you, tears forming in your eyes as you frantically wiggled away from the man above you. “Hey, theses are good people”

His voice stopped your struggle momentarily, watching as he dropped his crossbow, willing to take a beating for his family, for his love. The first punch sprung the group of attackers into action, hit after hit landing on Daryl as he struggled against the car. Listening to the sound of your screams for help as you were dragged across the ground. When it finally stopped he ran to you, holding you close as he felt your tears fall into his palms. “I’m here, it’s me” he spoke, his low voice giving you comfort as he held you close. You took fistfuls of vest, the smell of pine, sweat and cigarettes filling your nose. “I’m here, you’re safe now. Safe with me”

From that moment on he kept you close, you were always in eyesight, trailing beside him or in front . You slept on his thigh at night, you wore his vest when you were cold. When the new people showed up at the church you were out of their eyesight until he could be sure. Part of you hated it, the switch of daryl hating you, to being all you saw. Until you fell pregnant, a one night at Alexandria involved a lot of wine and feelings spoken loudly. Make up sex. Each day he was at your side, circling around you in case anyone looked at you funny, his hand always close to you, ready to grasp yours at anything he thought was dangerous. Being away from you as the herd broke off almost killed him, his heart aching not being able to be at your side, to be the wall between you and any danger. And boy when he came home to you panting alongside Rick, covered in blood. Your tight fitting tank top outlining the small baby bump that had formed. “The hell you doing, out here whilst this is happening” he shouted at you as he dragged you both towards the infirmary, his nails digging into your skin of your wrist as you were unable to keep up with his pace. He held you close that night, his soft breaths tickling the skin of your neck as he slept, his hand spread around the small bump that had formed. You felt safe but each passing day Daryl was becoming more and more controlling, his overpowering need to protect to keep you safe from the same possible dangers that caught Beth. He felt it was duty, and whilst you were glad to know that someone always had your back.

A few weeks had passed after that, finding a new community working together to get rid of the new possible threat. Which led them to their current situation. The hole in his shoulder burned, the blood becoming a distant sensation as he sat hunched in the circle amongst his family. Scared, worried about the outcome. Repeating to himself that he had to survive whatever happened, for you. You were at home, your family yet to have made their way back to you, yet to hug you and find out Maggie was okay. Maybe people were struggling to keep you from venturing out at night, unsure of what the hold up could be. So you sat on the porch of your house, nails scratching into the wooden arms of the rocking chair. You didn't know your love was being stripped and caged like an animal, a punishment from a man that had the power to make anyone quiver or die trying to fight back. Your family is broken, separated.

Daryl laid in his cell, his naked form occasionally shivering and the cold breeze passed. His eyes glaring at the Polaroid Glenn's remains, a mistake that ended in the death of someone he cared about. His shoulders shook as he cried into the darkness, feeling hopeless, unable to help you. He wants nothing more than to lock the door and keep you safe from these men, hiding you away from the dangers outside. The world had not changed for him, but your innocence stuck out like a thorn in a rose bush. The beauty hidden amongst the darkness that was unable to swallow it. Consume it. For now he imagined you were the slimmer of light that shines under the door of his cell. The slimmer of hope he could finally go back to protecting you and his child again.

The trucks awoke you from your nap, the sound of people laughing and rummaging through your house caused you to grasp your knife. One you knew was perfectly sharpened, Daryl himself refusing it to be in any other condition. You wandered down your staircase, the sound of laughter stopping as you reached the bottom step. You were wearing a shirt, one of Daryl's old tattered ones. The men grabbed your arms, dragging you outside. “I'm sure the boss will want to meet this beauty” one mad said as he stroked your cheek. Your eyes darted around to find anyone to help you, help you get out of the man's tight hold onto you. The air deflated from your chest as you sighed in relief at the sight of Rick. “Rick! Rick” you yelped as you were thrown at his feet. Rick’s eyes widened with worry as he saw you land at his feet. The bat is still in his hands. A tear escaped his eyes and he remembered the tragic events of the night a few weeks ago. “Oh my! What a beautiful lady, why are you boys throwing her on the ground like that” a man exclaimed, your eyes drifting from Rick to the gloved hand displayed in front of you. Gingerly grasping it you were hoisted to your feet. “Names Negan dear, what's yours” he spoke. You looked to Rick, hoping he could give you a hint on how to respond, but his eyes remained on the spot you were. His eyes brimmed with tears. “Y-y/n” you stuttered. Negan gave you a wide smile, his gloved hand finding a place on your shoulder, his thumb rubbing circles on it softly. “Rick! Why didn't you not let me meet this lovely lady sooner” he said, his other hand now grasping Rick's shoulder, the traumatised man's attention being brought back to the conversation.

“She doesn't normally involve herself with what we do. She's more behind the scenes looking after- Carl, ``Rick said. His mind trying to hide your relationship with Daryl. A man you have yet to notice lurking in the shadows of a house, watching Negan grasp your shoulder. “Well maybe you can come back and look after us. Have a real chance at being a leading lady” he said. His hand fighting being in your attention back to him. Your eyes were scared, a prey trapped, unsure of how to escape. “I'll pass” you spoke, your attempt to be confident and stand up for yourself ended in your voice wavering. Negan let out a dark smirk, “oh dear. Whose got you trapped? Let me help get free, become a firecracker”

Daryl couldn't take anymore, in his weakened state he would still do anything for you. His anger was too strong for the man's body guarding him, unable to stop him. “Negan watch it” one of his men called to him, giving him barely enough time to react as Daryl swung at him. Your body stood in shock, your protector finally in front of you. His chest was puffed out as he glared at Negan that only smirked in response. “It seems I have my answer,” he grinned.

Daryl didn't respond, his eyes glaring into the man in front of him, no words leaving his mouth made him all the more terrifying. You had never seen Daryl riled up this much. “Leave her, please” Rick said to Negan. Speaking for the man in front of you, Negan watched Daryl carefully as he thought about the situation. “She comes with me, you can go” he offered, his eyes staring into the man in front of him. Daryl shook his head, removing himself from the position he was in and walking back towards his armed guard who took him back to the truck. Negan decided it was best to leave the traumatised down, smirking as he spotted you again, the smile causing shivers to run up your spine.

After the bridge broke, you and Daryl returned to the woods, raising your daughter. He wouldn’t allow the two of you out of his sight. As he would fish, you and your daughter would be not far from him playing in the water. Daryl took you both to visit Alexandria, often returning for supplies or to see RJ and Judith. However as this would happen he would often visit the parts furthest from the gardens. Where Negan did his share of work. The infamous man would often get caught watching you and your daughter run around as Daryl hovered behind you, the glare of the man himself caused Negan to promptly ask to return to his cell. Many other new members of the community released you as untouchable, leaving you sometimes feeling isolated from new friends and your current family. But if one thing was sure, Daryl would keep you safe, he provided for you, allowed you to spend as much time with your daughter. Making sure she knew her daddy would keep her safe.

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[lyssak09]

hello again :) i know we spoke about this before but i was wondering if i could request something related to the idea you proposed, about yandere daryl taking both reader and judith? and maybe him and reader raising her as their own? and daryl wants to give judith a sibling. you can write whatever you’d like or change any details! thank you so much! 💖

Anything for my favorite mutual!

A/N: please don't be afraid to request anything! I have a list of things I write for pinned. Also I kept switching from short haired Daryl to long haired Daryl.

Yandere Daryl

As talked about before, Daryl would plan this out. Volunteer for more runs to secretly plan for you and your little family.

He has a home set up for you! A three bedroom cabin which he has decked out. There's a nursery, another child bedroom, and of course things to make where you can't escape

So Daryl is probably going to kidnap Judith as well. I mean you've been taking care of her since she was born. It would be pretty cruel to separate you two. And she is also a great way to punish you, keep you trapped, and his obedient little wife :)

He may also take Carl because of the relationship you have with him but not very likely since Carl will 95% fight back. I say 95% because Daryl might threaten him with you and Judith's safety. Not that he would actually ever hurt you two.

When Daryl is finally ready to take you 'home' he casually asks you to go on a walk with him with Judith. He wants to show you this really sweet secluded spot he found. You were a little nervous to be alone with him lately. He has been really weird since he found out about your relationship with Rick. Daryl has been stalkerish, clingy, and really possessive more than usual. But you've known him since before the beginning. You can't say no to him. 

"So? It's pretty right?" Daryl says to you as he takes Judith from your arms to let her play with the flowers. "It's certainly a beautiful meadow. But it's almost time for Judith's nap so I'll see yo-" he cuts you off with a tight hug. "I love you" he says into the crook of your neck. "I-uh- love you too Daryl. But I need to start heading back" you say and start to wiggle. Daryl tightens his embrace. Making you feel like you're gonna pop. "You don't love me the way I want you to. Not yet. But you will." He pulls his head away and stares into your e/c eyes. Daryl can feel your heart start to pound faster, like scared prey being hunted. Which you certainly feel like is happening right now. "Daryl Dixon! This isn't funny! Now let me go. You know I love you as my best friend. Rick is my boyfriend, Daryl. Get that through your head!" Your voice is starting to quiver. You try to squirm out of his grip again, but to no avail. "member, I love you" is the last thing you heard before everything went black. Next thing you know, you're tied up and gagged laying on the floorboards in the back seat. "Mornin sunshine, don't bother screaming. All ya gonna do is wake up the baby." Your eyes nearly popped out of your head when he mentioned Judith. "Hope you're excited to see our new home. Cause there's no leavin it."

When you're finally at the cabin and he chains you to the bed you'll notice the gold ring on his left ring finger. Then slowly look at your own hand and see a matching one. "My beautiful bride" he'll mumble and kiss your forehead.

For weeks you're chained up to the bed. The chain being long enough to reach the 'bathroom', Judith's crib, and a counter where you can make her formula.

But Daryl will slowly give you more privileges. Just don't test him. He will take them away.

One of his favorite sights to see (he has so many, its ridiculous) is to walk in the bedroom with you, asleep on your shared bed, cuddling a sleeping Judith. He smiles so damn wide when he gets to see that.

If you wanna butter him up, call him babe, hubby, hunny, etc. Or just love up on him. Like hugging, kissing (you'll probably only smooch his mouth), etc. Just act like a sweet and loving wife towards him and he'll melt. Daryl will give you this huge smile, maybe fidget, or just full on kiss your lips against your will.

Daryl will refer to Judith as "our baby", "our daughter", "our little girl", "baby", "ass kicker". And you as wife our other sickening sweet nicknames. You only get called by your first name if you f*cked up. 

Speaking of f*cking up, wanna hear how Daryl will punish you? I bet you do. So depending on how severe your misbehavior was will decide your punishment. If you tried to escape with Judith then you will be isolated from him and Judith. You might even get slapped in his fit of fury. If that happens then he will shower you with gifts he found and hug you so hard you struggle to breathe as he quietly cries and apologizes. "I'm not like my dad. I love you. It was an accident. It won't happen again." But that's not a definite promise if you catch my drift. 

Try to not piss him off or rile him up. You've seen how he can be when it happens. He gets aggressive and violent. You lost count on how many times Rick has had to hold him back or you calm him down.

Now since you are the love of his life, his outburst will be more gentle.

But still violent.

Daryl cusses like a sailor. And its 100xs worse when he is pissed. So if you mess up then you're gonna hear some swears while he berates you by calling you stupid. But he rarely lets that happen. He loves you so much. Of course he is gonna be mad when you disobey the rules your husband, has set for you.

Remember, Daryl crew up in the country with sh*ty parental figures to look up to and learn about a health relationship from. So in his way of thinking. You're his property. The wife listens and does as the husband says because the husband is just trying to take care of his sweet little wife.

Back to the swearing part though, it gets so bad you're scared Judith's first word is gonna be "b*tch" or ""sh*t". So you came up with an idea. Make a swear jar! Everytime anyone (mainly Daryl) swears, they have to drop a sweet treat in the jar. And once a holiday comes around, you can take one of the treats in the jar to celebrate! At first when you told Daryl this idea, he thought it was the dumbest thing on the planet. Untill you convinced him a lot of families have it (good job using his delusions) and you're concerned about Judith taking this habit. He immediately agreed once you brought up the family thing. You didn't even have to list your other reasons.

He knows you hate being cooped up when he is gone during his once a week runs. So one day he'll come home with a ridiculous amount of building supplies. Then Daryl gets to work. It takes a couple of months but he has completely fenced off the back yard with 3 sets of fences and 2 of them electrified from solar panels (it took him a stupid amount of time to get that set up) so now you're safe to go in the backyard with Judith! Safely away from walkers. Even though Daryl specifically chose that house after months of staking it out because of the very rare appearance of walkers. 

So if you couldn't tell, Daryl's love language is acts of kindness/gift giving and physical touch. For example when he brought kidnapped you home he wanted to make the cabin feel more like your home so he went to any furniture store around and bought things he knew you liked from pre walkers. He also interrogated you on how you wish Judith's room could be set up when you were at the prison. So now you get to have couple time by decorating your house! Who cares if its the zombie apocalypse? Daryl wants to make it seem like there isn't one. Not to say he won't prep your children to protect themselves. 

One of Daryl's favorite things is to come home to see you playing with Judith or trying to make something for you guys to eat. You really are his little housewife! It takes everything in him to not take you to the bedroom and make a baby when he comes home to those scenes. But he wants to wait a bit so you're not taking care of two babies at once. Isn't he so sweet! 

Refers to you as mommy in front of Judith, which you don't mind, Rick had started to do it as well a few days before you got kidnapped taken to your rightful home.  100% refers to himself as daddy, even if he is talking just to you. It's just a habit now. Daryl will get pissed if you tell him to stop calling himself that or if he catches you whispering to Judith that Rick is her daddy. Not him. so expect to be seriously scolded and yelled at. Or even be chained up again. Depends on how much it upset him. 

Buuuuuut, don't worry! Rick and the rest of the group are searching for you! They don't leave family behind. Especially the girl Rick is starting to become obsessed with, and his baby of course. But that's a story for another day.

As a few months start to go on you notice Daryl is being home more baby furnishings and decor. You also notice a once empty bedroom is now another nursery. And your birth control pills he was oh so nice enough to bring home when he came back from runs are now gone (who gives a what if their mega old.)  Now it's time to panic. (Even more than you already are….or at least should be) 

"Daryl? You call out to him. He ignores you at first. He's been really adamant about you calling him nicknames (not those kind of nicknames)  You sigh, "Babe?". He turns his head away from the crib instructions to you. "Mhm?" He grumbles. "What is all this?" You say trying not to let your fear show. "Prepin for our baby. What else?" Daryl says with obvious sarcasm at the end. "What if I-I'm not ready?" Your fear is starting to show. "But you are. That's why them sh*ty pills are gone." He turns back to building the crib. Now you're angry. "You had no right to do that! You don't have control over what I put in my body. It's my body! And did you even think about how I don't want to have my captor's baby!" You're yelling now, shaking with anger. Daryl drops the screwdriver. He slowly stands up and walks over to you. You try to back up but every step you take, he takes two more. He finally reaches you and shoves you to the wall pinning you there. "Don't you call me that again. I'm your husband , not your captor. You're mine. Every single goddamn thing about you belongs to me. So, I do have a right to control what goes in what's mine, and I have every damn right to do what I please with my wife!" Daryl's voice getting louder with each word. "I've been too damn nice. You need to learn your place as my wife." He grabs you by the throat and starts to drag you to your shared bedroom when Judith starts to cry. You stare Daryl in the eyes, the eyes you've known since before the world was sh*t and you start to realize, the look of obsession, possessive, and crazed love has been there all along. The apocalypse just seems to have let him achieve his darkest desires. You plead to him to let you check on her. Daryl lets you. "Enjoy it. You won't be seeing her for a long time after." He almost growls out. God, you miss Rick. 

You're cute if you think you can escape without him catching you. Or just escaping in general. This man is a hunter. He knows how to track. You're gonna need the group and whole a** army to be freed from Daryl. You make it too easy to find you. But he loves that as well. You're so naive and fragile. He has to protect you and the baby! 

Everytime you're done with a punishment its right back to the housewife appearances and baby makin schedule. When its time for aftercare all you hear is Daryl tell you how much he loves you and will set the whole "f*ckin world on fire". And baby names. When he isn't gushing about you he is gushing about your future baby and what to name it, is the nursery theme nice, who it'll look like, etcetera. 

If you never get saved by the group (in that scenario our lovely Daryl killed all of them once they came to save you) then I hope you're ready to be stuck with Daryl forever. You'll get pregnant and live your lovely 'average' American life. Maybe Daryl was nice enough to spare Carl. And if you begged, pleaded, and gave yourself up to Daryl then he might let you keep Carl. It wouldn't hurt to have a boy to pass on the surname. And he wouldn't have to wait to have a boy and let him grow enough to teach him to hunt. So technically it's a win win for everyone!

But in another scenario, if you managed to escape with Judith back home to your loving boyfriend then you're screwed. Not only will you have a psycho yandere Daryl after you, you now have a yandere boyfriend (Rick) ans platonic yandere Carl (depending on if Daryl took Carl with you and Judith). So at least three men who will do whatever it takes to keep you with them. (Shameless plug: I would love it if you guys asked more about this scenario or yandere TWD in general). And don't get me started on if you were rescued while pregnant with Daryl's kid. Rick will lose his ever loving mind. But again, another story for another day.

This is probably my longest post. I got super inti this. I hope you guys enjoyed this and I'd love a heart, reblog, follow, request! And a good day my lovelies!!

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I stopped watching when Rick was written out. Now I’m not saying the show is bad I just lost interest and even when I stop watching it I just wasn’t that into it. BUT I UNDERSTAND HOW PEOPLE CAN STILL LIVE FOR IT! I just am weird when it comes to some things.

But anyway the first like 5 season hold a deep place on my heart still to this day, I love it so much.

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