So, between having more hours at work and fanfiction.net messing up, I’m probably not going to update until next week. :/ I’m really sorry, but hopefully this little spoiler helps? For those that don’t know, all new multi-chapter updates aren’t sending out notifications. I’m going to wait until they fix that issue, otherwise the 586 followers I have for FTGO! won’t get a notification if I updated sooner.
Also! I will be barely on Tumblr for the next week or so to avoid Dragon cry’s spoilers. I’ll still check messages and reply to asks, but I won’t be very active. Hope you understand!
“You’ll do better next time,” Natsu reassured after Lucy took her seat next to him.
She sighed. “Probably not. I wasn’t good at bowling the last time I tried it either.”
Lucy jolted when she felt something on her back. She quickly looked behind her, seeing Natsu was yanking his hand away from her. “S-sorry! I-I was gonna pat your back.”
She saw his cheeks growing red as he swallowed, his green eyes wide and full of panic. Lucy shook her head, breathing out a sigh of relief. “You’re fine. You just surprised me.” She didn’t expect him to touch her. He hadn’t been that affectionate lately, save the hug he gave her Wednesday after school and the hand holding earlier today.
“You can pat my back,” Lucy said, leaning towards him. “I promise I don’t mind.” Truthfully, she wanted the contact. They hadn’t kissed in almost a week, not even a peck on the cheek. She wouldn’t pressure Natsu to do anything he didn’t want to, but that didn’t mean she was thrilled about not being touched. At least hand-holding wasn’t off limits, though she had to wait for him to initiate it for fear of crossing a line.
Patience. She had to be patient.
“Okay,” Natsu whispered, settling his hand on her back again, giving it a light pat before pulling it back to his lap. He smiled, more to himself than her, but she enjoyed the sight regardless.
“Thanks,” she said, hoping he would feel comfortable touching her again, even if it was a simple pat on the back. Every little improvement helped.
Concrete answers will not come weekly. Instead we will get little teasers to the endgame in the final 9 episodes, but these teasers won’t make sense until (we do some theorising and) we see the series finale. Nonetheless, the final 9 episodes will be entertaining as hell even without concrete answers until the 10th episode.
I don’t whole heartedly believe the finale will be as satisfying as everyone says. “I didn’t even know it was possible” said Ashley, and Keegan said it’ll put the show down in TV history. I’m not being negative, I’m being realistic. I really do think it’ll be a solid series finale which answers all of the post time-jump questions, don’t get me wrong. But I definitely think everyone’s comments as to the degree of satisfaction are a bittoo extreme.
We will not get any answers regarding pre time-jump, other than why Sara Harvey was Black Widow and Red Coat. Halloween train, who was in Jason’s house, why was there blood in Jason’s trash, who was the blonde with Mona watching Hanna in 5A, Garret saying he knows who took Ali’s body, etc - these will not be answered. Don’t forget, we only get answers to “everything we (the writers) could REMEMBER”.
AD will be either Bethany Young, Spencer’s twin, Melissa Hastings, Alison DiLaurentis or another one of Mary’s secret children.
AD has not been pulling the strings since season 1. After 5 years of peace, they became A only because Charlotte was killed.
AD’s helpers will be Jenna, Noel and Wren.
The letters A and D are Uber A’s initials: A_____ Drake/DiLaurentis or the REAL Alison DiLaurentis (this could be the big twist that Ashely “never thought was possible”).
AD’s motive will be as simple as avenging Charlotte’s death. AD thinks the girls voted to have Charlotte released from the hospital, just so that they can kill her. I’ve written (and seen) theories with far greater and complex motives, but I’m being realistic. PLL always focuses on the ‘who’, and never on the ‘why’. I’m not expecting much on the motive, at all.
AD will die.
Jessica killed Mary in 4x24 and who we are seeing now is Jessica pretending to be Mary.
I will not be shocked if Charlotte is alive.
But if Charlotte is dead, her killer will be either AD themselves, Melissa, Mona, Jessica or Spencer’s twin.
Melissa was being framed as Charlotte’s killer in 6B. She was sending the emoji texts to find someone else to take her spot.
Charlotte was lying during her reveal in 6x10. She dramatised her story so that the girls will feel bad for her and tell the judge in 5 years that they’re not afraid of her. Charlotte pushed Marion, not Bethany.
They will not clear the plot holes as to why Charlotte needed a visitor’s pass to see Mona and how she was prom queen if she was locked in Radley.
Wren might be Archer’s brother/cousin.
Wren might be related to Bethany.
Wren was the British person speaking to Mary on the phone in 7x01. It wasn’t Archer as Archer was rejecting Mary’s calls for 2 days.
AD’s board game of Rosewood will take them to a different place each episode, culminating in the church, where the AD revelation will take place.
Mona will die in a heroic act to save the girls from the game that she started.
Emily’s eggs are inside Alison which we saw AD plan at the end of 7x02.
Noel killed Sara Harvey.
Noel helped Sara in the dollhouse because he owed something to Charlotte - he did push the girl down the stairs at that party, but he blamed Charlotte for it and so she was kicked out of college for something Noel did.
The girls will live happily ever after and be the best of friends. However, they will each go their separate ways and leave Rosewood - they tried and succeeded for 5 years but then were compelled back to this twisted town. At the end of the finale, they will finally be free to leave.
Ezria, Haleb, Spoby and Emison will be endgame.
Alison’s final line (the one that was so incredibly hard for Sasha to say) will be either “that’s immortality my darlings” or “friends share secrets. That’s what keeps us close.”
“He” in “he’s coming for you” will be Archer. They made a point of it in 7A that AD knows what the girls did, so AD will make it look like Archer is alive and coming for revenge (but he’s not).
AD shot Spencer, not Jenna.
Archer took on the alias Elliot Rollins so that he can flee the country and be with Charlotte. Hence the cash and passports too.
We will find out why Sara was Red Coat and Black Widow. I’m not even going to take a guess. I can’t stand Sara.
Melissa knows that Spencer is a Drake and she, along with Veronica and Peter, has been trying to hide this from her this whole time. “I’ve been protecting you since it started. Since BEFORE IT STARTED”.
Spencer and Marco will have a lot of (boring) filler time until an event happens that pulls Spoby back.
Ezra will choose Aria over Nicole, obviously.
Emison’s baby will draw them to each other and the commitment it takes will push Paige away.
Haleb are already in a good state now and I think it’ll stay smooth for the final 10 for them. They get to be on good terms a bit longer than other ships because Haleb fans had to sit through Spaleb; this is their reward.
The finale will feature an Ezria and Haleb wedding.
Spoby will elope.
That’s all I expect! To summarise: weekly TEASERS to the endgame, but it won’t make sense until the finale. They will not answer many things from pre-time jump other than why Sara helped Charlotte and why Noel was in the dollhouse. The finale will be satisfying, but it won’t go down in TV history. If this post came across negative - I was being realistic instead. I genuinely think these final 10 episodes will be spectacular. But again, not TV-history-worthy. Calm down, Keegan!
(hey all, sorry for my random absence… my health took a bit of a nosedive so i’ve been waylaid for a couple days. i’ll be back tomorrow with some nonsense - apologies to the people who sent in some questions that i’m only just now getting to answering.;; <3)
(in the meantime, keep being your cute selves, and if you’re interested, i’ve got 3 out of 4 chapters up of the sans/reader ‘beauty & the beast’ trope minific And Now It’s Crystal Clear i’ve done for my sister’s birthday. drop by and give it a read if it sounds up your alley, i always love hearing any form of thoughts & comments from you all! <3)
Hi lovley, I know requests are closed but I was hoping you could take this when
you open them again. So ur the best smut Daryl/Norman/Murphy etc blog I have
ever read and Im impressed. And so I was thinking about this: y/n & Norman
or Daryl (you choose) get up from bed on a saturday morning & they have the
day off, & so y/n makes breakfast and all like couple goals but then things
get naughty and they end up fucking in every room possible in their house,
& in different positions..❤😏 ur welcome
Daryl Dixon x Reader Smut, Alexandria, Pre-Negan, S. 5 Era
Summary: Daryl Dixon and the
reader enjoy their new house, once settling into Alexandria. They decide the
house needs to be properly broken in, smut ensues.
A/N: This one is going to be really smutty. The idea is after their first night, the next day they get to work trying to set up their new house, but can’t seem to keep from… getting distracted. Full story coming out soon. Enjoy the teaser!
You giddily ran your hands up and down Daryl’s sides as you
held onto them and watched him twist the handle to the left and push the white,
wooden, door in front of you both open.
You kissed his neck and jumped up and down in excitement,
gripping his body from behind as you both walk over the threshold. Your boots
step in behind his as you walk forward, your body’s in unison. You mud covered
boots hit the freshly polished wooden floor as you both walked down the
“So over here to the right is the kitchen, to the left the
living room. Up the stairs there’s a bedroom and a bathroom. Down the hall,
straight ahead there’s a wash room and another spare room. We had been using It
as a pantry before you people arrived, we will have someone come and take the rest
of the non-perishables out in a few days. Until then, wash up and rest up, you
people could use some good R & R. Welcome to Alexandria.” Deanna’s stiff
appearance was certainly commanding but warm.
You had turned around to give her your full attention, now
with your arms wrapped Daryl’s chest, from behind, with your chin resting on
his shoulder. You smiled gratefully at Deanna and Daryl nodded with a small
smile of his own.
“We certainly appreciate this. Ain’t every day you get
something like this alone to yourself, these days. We’re grateful.” He said,
stepping forward and reaching his hand out to grip hers briefly before stepping
back securely into you.
“We’re all here to help each other through this. You need
anything, come see me… Welcome to your new home.” Her stern face broke into a
small glimmer of a smile before composing herself again.
“You two have a good night.” She turned and began to walk
toward the door, she reached it, turning around quickly and speaking.
“And rest, that’s an order.” She said stoically, before
turning around and leaving, closing the door behind her.
You hugged Daryl and jumped up and down squealing into his
ear with excitement.
“Oh my god, baby! Can you believe this?” You un wrapped your
arms from his body and walked into the kitchen, scanning it to find it fully
stocked with a stove, table, and dishes.
You ran into the living room and smiled at the cute set up.
You smiled to yourself happily as you ran into each room on the ground floor,
before running back into the hallway, where Daryl stood smiling widely as he
watched you in a moment of pure bliss.
You smiled wider when you see he is watching only you. You
run into his arms, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. He catches you with
a huff of surprise and smiling brightly back at you.
“Baby! This could really be a home!” You smiled brightly,
dropping out of his arms.
You grab his hand and pull him along, “We can have
breakfasts in here and I can cook dinner for friends.”
You walk into the living room, “We could sit in here and
read together, play cards… Look! An old wind up record player!” You pointed as
you scanned the room. You lifted your hand in his and twirled yourself around,
pressing your body into his as you began to move to imaginary music, “…We could
slow dance.” You said into his ear and nuzzling into his neck as you felt his
body on yours.
Daryl’s hands ran up and down your back, his fingertips
running up and down lightly.
“Ya deserve this Y/N.” He said sweetly and nuzzled his head
back into yours, dancing to your own love song.
“We deserve this.” You corrected and nuzzled your body
further into his, swaying into his rhythm, “Mmmm… No more sneaking around…
trying to find a safe spot in the woods, without everyone around…“
You began to kiss his neck, sucking and swirling around it,
needing to taste his sweet, salty skin.
His hands came up into your hair and began massaging it in a
circular motion, moaning at the feel of your tongue slowly teasing him.
“No more hidden in abandoned cars and houses just to be alone…”
Daryl groaned at your kiss as it deepened. His hands ventured up your shirt and
to your bra clasp.
Your body stiffened, remembering similar scenarios when you
had too many times been caught by another member of the group after you thought
everyone was asleep.
“Wait.” You stopped and leaned back in his arms, looking
over at the door and then back at Daryl.
“We should lock it… Forever.” You smiled at the thought of
being caught in a time bubble with only him in your arms, sounded like heaven
He smiled and unwrapped you from his body. He walked over to
the door, locking and dead bolting it before turning back around, facing you,
his bare chest puffed out under his vest as he walked back over to you.
You smiled and reached your hand out to him, he took it and
walked right into you, bumping his nose lightly with yours, with a wide grin on
his. He took both your hands into his and swayed them back and forth, his nose
on yours, just staring happily into your eyes.
“I know I should be more excited about the color of the
tiling or some shit, baby. But, all I really want to do is bring you upstairs
and lay you down real right.” His eyes grew dark at his own words and his hands
came to your ass, pulling you roughly into him as he ghosted your lips with his.
You giggled happily and wrapped your around his shoulders,
pulling his lips into yours. You moaned as you felt his tongue plunge deeply
into your mouth and take control of yours, rolling it around so slow and deep.
You jumped into his arms and his hands quickly ran under
your ass to catch you, he still fell back a little and hit the hallway wall,
chuckling into your mouth.
You moan as you feel him put pressure on you for the first
time as your body sinks into his as you hit the wall. Your lips detach and you
throw your head back. Daryl instantly attacks your neck, biting and sucking on
it, twirling his tongue around and leaving long, hot kisses all over it.
“Oh, Daryl…” You moan softly as your hands wrap around his
neck and grip onto it.
Daryl continues to twirl his tongue down and around to the
other side of your neck and he walks you both across the living room and up the
stairs. He detaches his lips once he gets to the top, coming to a closed door.
Daryl kicks it up, with you in his arms, dominantly walking across the
You giggled and hugged into his body, “You could have just
opened it, Daryl.” You bite his earlobe playfully as he walks you across the
room, where the bed was. It was adorn with simple white sheets and comforter.
There were replacement sheets neatly folded sitting on the end of the bed.
“That was nice of them.” You said looking back at Daryl and
Daryl smirked and slowly lowered you both onto the bed,
crawling up it, still fully clothed. Both your mud-covered boots began to stain
the pure white sheets as you climbed up the bed, staring into each other
hungrily as you race towards what you needed, what you always needed from each
other. The folded sheets are swiftly kicked off the bed by your boots, landing
in a messy pile at the foot of the bed.
You both kicked out of your boots as his body crawled up and
hovered over yours, his hands in fists on either side of your shoulders,
propping him over you. You looked down and quickly unbuckled the belt of your
jean shorts, unbuttoning and unzipping them swiftly. You reach up and do the
same for Daryl, unbuckling, unzipping, and unbuttoning him. You quickly tug his
jeans down past his hips, sitting up to push them down to his knees.
Daryl planks his body of you, watching as you help him shed
his clothes. Once the jeans are below his knees he sinks to them and kicks out
of them, one leg jutting out after the other, until they drop the floor. He
kneels over you, his vest the only clothing he has left on his body, and glared
down at you in your fully clothed form.
You smiled giddly as you watched him lean over you, his right-hand
diving under your body, immediately under your shirt, running up to your bra
clasp and popping it open. His hand runs down your back and to the front of your
stomach. His fingers go straight to the hem of the shirt and he begins to pull
You sit up and help him, shedding the shirt, and letting it
drop beside you. You smirked as you ripped of your bra, throwing it to the
floor. When you were finished you leaned back, half propped up by your elbows,
staring at him with a sparkle in your eye.
Daryl’s eyes roamed down and a small smile appeared when he
took in your naked breasts, exposed for only him to see. He looked around, out
of habit, and licked his lips, looking up up at you with a devilish smirk
before scooting his body down. He swooped down and attacked your left breast with
his tongue, roughly taking it in as he swirl his tongue around it. He groaned
happily and his other hand came up to your right breast and massaged it
“Oh. Yeah.” You whimpered at the sudden contact of his
tongue and his stubbled bearded all over your skin, it felt so fucking good..
He flicked your nipple quickly with his tongue and looked up
at you as his other hand pinched your other nipple.
“Daryl!” You arched up, crying out softly, trying to hold
Daryl’s lips detached from your breast and he kneeled back
up and over you, his hands both coming to your breasts to roughly massage them.
“You don’t have to be quiet, Y/N. We’re safe and we’re
alone…” He locked eyes with you as his hands came to both your ankles and he
lift them up and over to his right shoulder.
You propped your body back up to your elbows and lifted your
ass of the bed, holding your pose there, mid-air.
Daryl looked down and smiled, running his hands down to your
ass for a long, squeeze, before his hands ran to your hips and pulled your jean
shorts and panties down and off your ass. He threw the fabric behind him, never
giving it another thought. His eyes stayed locked on your hips and he watched
as you slowly dipped your body back to the bed.
You stared into his eyes as you lifted your legs off of his
shoulder and placed them securely on either side of him, exposing your world to
him. You pushed the vest off of his body, wanting him to be free from
everything but you, and threw it to the floor with the rest of your clothing.
You leaned up and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down with your
body. He smiled sweetly as he watched you pull him in and fell as you wanted
You gave him little time to enjoy the moment, there would be
plenty of time for that later, you just needed him right now. You pushed your
lips to his and plunged your tongue deep inside his mouth, moving around it
with urgent need. All of Daryl’s thoughts turned back to only one thing. He
reached down, in between your bodies, and grabbed his cock. He swiftly began to
rub his tip up and down your folds. He groaned into your kiss as he felt how
wet you were and you moaned happily when you felt him so close to where you
needed him to be.
You grabbed his face and pulled him in closer, swirling your
tongue around his as fast as you can, showing him your approval. He pulled his
lips off yours and swiftly slammed them down onto the side of your neck as he
placed his tip inside you.
“You ready for me to ride you, babygirl?” His deep, throaty
voice vibrated in your ear.
You arched up into him, wrapping your hands around his back
and nodding rapidly.
“Yes, baby. Please!” You moaned a little louder than you
He smiled into your skin and kissed your earlobe.
“Alright, baby girl… I’ll give you what you want…” His husky,
dominant, voice turned you on even more, and as he finished he pushed himself
slowly inside you.
“Oh. Fuck!” You cried out in happiness, instantly gripping
the sides of your thighs to the sides of his body and starting to rock up and
down on his cock.
You sloppily kissed and swirled his tongue up and down your
neck a few times, before kissing his way up to your lips. He re-positioned over
you, nudging your legs apart, slightly, allowing for more room for him. He
placed his forearms on either side of your head and stared down into your eyes,
starting to slowly thrust in and out of you.
You moaned his name and ran your hands up and down his
sides, rocking your hips in response.
“Mmm…” You moaned and stared up into his eyes lovingly as
you felt him push his cock in and out of you.
He smiled sweetly down at you and pressed his lips back to yours,
slowly plunging his tongue inside your hot, mouth, and swirling around your
tongue, passionately. While his hips began to hit into you at a slow, steady
rhythm, putting pressure in all the right places as his body’s weight thrusted
You moaned loudly into his mouth as you felt your body
beginning to heat up, as he hit your clit with every pass, so deeply buried
inside you. Your fingernails dug into his sides and you rocked your hips up
faster, as your tongue swirls around his faster with each lap.
He bit your tongue and detached his lips, his face ghosting
yours, as he watched you fall apart, his hips and cock digging even harder and
deeper into you and into the bed.
You stared up into his eyes, groaning happily as you felt
him increased the power and pressure.
“Yeah, I know how my girl likes it… You love it when I fuck
you hard, don’t you?” Daryl growled as his cock dominantly hit you into the
Your body bounced with his cock and you moaned happily, your
needy eyes locking with his as he fucked you.
He looked down and watched his cock, pull halfway out and
then push back inside you. This time he hit his hips into you with a jolt and
heard you squeal happily and the bed jump into the wall. He kept himself deep
inside you and looked up at your desperate eyes on him, you were so close to
He smirked and locked his eyes with yours as he started to
thrust into you and hit you up into the bed. His thrusts became shorter as he
stayed fully inside you, hitting into you, making sure to hit you as hard into
the bed as he could.
“Oh, god! Baby!” You cried out happily, wrapping your right
leg around his lower back, digging your heel into his ass, trying to get him to
fill you as far as he could.
He groaned and his lips dropped back to your neck as his
tongue began to attack it.
This created amazing shivers to explode throughout your body
as his tongue worked on you.
He bit your skin every few thrusts as he hit you harshly
into the bed, his hot breath getting jagged in your ear as he too started to
You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and pulled his
body to yours, as he hit in and out of you.
He started to whimper and groan, his tongue swirling messily
up to your ear, “You are so fucking beautiful fucking my cock, Y/N… Cum with me…”
His hands went to your hair, messily massaging it as his
tongue went back to assaulting your neck, focusing on your favorite spot just
behind your ear.
“Oh god… Daryl… Yes… Right there…” You whimpered. He hit you
into the bed and dug into your clit to fucking deep and then began to thrust
shortly and with immense power.
“Oh! Baby! Yes!!” You cried out in surprised pleasure.
He focused on your clit, rubbing up and down it as quick and
as deep inside you as he could. His lips stopped as he concentrated on his
cock, thrusting you into the bed as harshly and quickly as he could, until he
watched you arch your pussy up and down his cock one last time and explode for
“Yes!! Daryl!” You cried out as you came so hard, convulsing
your pussy up and down onto his cock a few more times as you hit your high.
“Shit. Y/N.” Daryl groaned as he felt your pussy convulsing heavily
over his cock.
He couldn’t take it anymore, his hands gripped your hair
tightly and his cock began to cut loose, deep inside you. He hit into you short
and as fast as his hips could go, until he slammed his cock deep inside you and
“Oh, fuck! Yeah!” Daryl cried out happily into your neck,
sucking and biting on it a minute, as his body stayed slammed inside you.
“Mmm… “ You moaned happily into his ear and ran your hands
up and down his bare, sweaty, back.
You kissed his shoulder and smiled at the sweet, salty taste
of his skin after making love to you. You unwrap your leg and let it rest by
his side, like your other one, and lay back on the pillow.
Daryl sweetly kisses your neck a few short times, before leaning
up and over you, ghosting your face with his face, still buried deep inside
He nuzzled your nose sweetly and gave your lips a long
tender kiss, “I love you, Y/N.”
You smiled sweetly back and nuzzled your nose back at his, “I
love you too, Daryl… Welcome home.” You said, your smile brightening.
He chuckled and then looked at you seriously and lovingly
again, “You’re the only home I ever need, Y/N.”
You sighed happily and smiled as you watched his lips come
back to yours, pushing his tongue inside and taking what he knew was his. You
couldn’t wait to start a life here, a normal life, with the man you loved. You
wrapped your arms tighter around his body, pulling him into you, and moaning
happily at the thought…
“Come on. Let’s get you out of here,” Dean smiled, pulling away from you a little before leaning back in, pressing his lips against yours, and you froze.
He felt different somehow, but he was still the same. Maybe it was just your mind playing tricks on you. You hadn’t been in his arms for so long, maybe you had just forgotten what it felt like. You remembered him as being more tender than that. Maybe it was just or imagination, or maybe the rougher, more demanding feel of his kiss had to do with the Mark. Maybe it was just him being angry you left like that but unable to express it to you in any other way. Still, something was holding you back. You had to make sure. So when Dean helped you back on her feet, you stopped him by grabbing his wrist and forcing him to face you again.
“Thank you for coming to my rescue, Captain,” you smiled at him, praying he would give you the right answer.
“Of course sweetheart,” Dean smiled back at you, and you fought your tears, telling yourself this could mean two things. You had no idea which you wanted it to be, but you had to know.
“I still love you, Dee,” you let out a slight sob with your words, and Dean’s expression softened as he stepped closer to you.
“I love you too, Y/N/N,” Dean spoke as he started leaning in, but just like that, you moved. You knew the man in front of you wasn’t Dean. You had no idea what or who he was but you felt sick to her stomach as you replayed the feel of his lips on yours over and over in your mind. Your fury made you stronger, and your knee collided with his crotch with immense force. The man instantly fell to the floor, moaning in pain.
“Y/N what the…” he started before you kicked him in the stomach silencing him again.
“You’re not my Dean,” you hissed before kicking the imposter again.