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All of You – Part 4 (I Love Her, Rick) – Happy Valentine’s Day!

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Daryl x Reader Smut Warning! 18+ Only! NSFW

Summary: Y/N convinces Daryl to let her come to Alexandria with him, after fighting with him. Makeup Smut ensues as she convinces him to take her along. They drive to Alexandria and meet Rosita and Rick, Rosita is pissed at Daryl, and Rick contemplates how to deal with the new situation. Daryl takes Y/N home. Smut AF. Post-Negan AU.


Originally posted by sail-not-drift

“But, I don’t understand! Why do you have to go?!” You shout to Daryl as he shoves a few shirts into a bag and searches his eyes around the room, zipping up the bag and throwing it over his shoulder.

He locked eyes with yours and his eyes dropped in sadness a moment before facing you again.

“I have to go, Y/N. They’re my friends… The only thing left I got in this world, besides you.” He gestured to you, his breath heavy as his heart pounded with nervous energy. He didn’t want to go, he wanted like hell to stay with you and spend his life wrapped in your kisses, but he owed Rick and everyone else so much more than that.

“I’ll come with you!” You say quickly as your stomach did flips at the thought of Daryl leaving you.

Daryl smiled softly at you at the thought, quickly shaking his head and his eyes turning sad again.

“Nah. I don’t want you out there.” He nodded outside the window, toward freedom.

You grit your teeth and glare at him, as he pulls a Negan and presupposes you can’t do whatever the fuck you want. You fold your arms and stare at him defiantly.

“Besides, I don’t know how Rick and everyone is gonna take you…” He says, staring at you biting his lip, hating having this conversation.

“What is that supposed to mean?” You snap angrily, shaking your body sassily about, with your arms still folding tightly around you.

Daryl’s eyes fall to the floor, staring harshly at it, “ You know, Y/N…” He says softly, not wanting to look you in the eye.

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Negan attempting to write a Valentine's poem for Rick...
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>*Writing*:</b> Roses are red,<p/><b></b> Your eyes are blue,<p/><b></b> Be my new bat?<p/><b></b> Because I wanna go swinging with you-<p/><b>Negan:</b> - Wait, I don't wanna share him!<p/><b>*Scribbles, writes*:</b> I wanna go fourth base with you-<p/><b>Negan:</b> - What am I, fuckin' 12?!<p/><b>* Scribbles, writes*:</b> I wanna hit you like a home ru-<p/><b>Negan:</b> - I can't do this rhyming shit! RICK?! JUST COME HERE AND GET ON THE FUCKIN' BED!<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>