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AU. Vices are a dime a dozen, and both Rick and Michonne have their fair share of them. That's exactly what makes the twice weekly Alcoholics Anonymous meetings they attend so important. Neither of them is looking to fall in love, but attraction is attraction, and it won't be stopped. No matter how much they try to resist it.

Originally posted by tonikray95

I’m writing a Richonne fic that’s like 50% angst and 250% pure fuckin’ romance. 

You can read it on FF.net and AO3

@delightfulzombe

Taking Back What’s Mine (One-Shot)

Summary:   When Rick takes the reader hostage during the attack on the Sanctuary, Negan will do whatever it takes to take back what’s his.

Pairing:  Negan x Reader

Warnings:  Language, violence

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Author’s Note:  This is just a little short ‘n’ sweet fic based on a request sent in by @negans-wife.  Hope you like it, Bine!

‘Negan coming to rescue the reader after Rick takes her hostage to use as leverage against him (Rick captures the reader when the sanctuary got attacked him).’



You were cold.  Colder than you thought you’d ever been before.  It was as if the chill had sunk deep into your bones, turning your blood to ice, freezing it in your veins so that your teeth chattered and goosebumps covered your skin.  You knew the temperature couldn’t be that low.  The basement where they held you prisoner was windowless, the walls thick, practically impenetrable for the pervading summer heat, but it was still Georgia.  No, the cold had more to do with your fear.  Ever since you’d felt strong hands close around your forearms as you fled from the attack on your home, it had sat in your stomach like a lead weight, making you feel sick, filling you with a sense of dread.  It had only increased when you’d been bundled into the trunk of a car, driven God knows how many miles trapped in the tiny space, your joints screaming to be allowed the freedom to stretch out, and finally hauled down a narrow staircase into the cell where you now spent your days.

Your fear wasn’t for you though, despite the dire reality of your situation.  You were fairly certain that, if Rick and his henchmen were going to kill you, they’d have done it by now.  So, although the rest of your existence would be lonely and cold and unbearably claustrophobic, at least you were alive.  It was Negan you were truly worried for.  The last time you’d seen him he’d been hurt, his leg wounded, diving for cover from the persistent gunfire whilst trying to drag himself away from the walkers that had penetrated the complex, flooding in through the broken fences as the enemy looked on.  You’d screamed his name but he hadn’t heard you, and then you’d been captured, and you had no idea if the man you loved was alive or dead.

You slept often, finding release in the freedom of your dreams, where you were reunited with your leader, able to reach out and touch him, wrap yourself around him and lose yourself in his devastating kisses, coming undone at his skilled touch as he moved over you.  His smile was the first thing you saw when you closed your eyes, his tongue snaking out to wet his bottom lip, his dimpled cheeks covered in a dusting of salt and pepper stubble.  He was the head Savior, but, more than that, he was your savior, and only your memories of him, playing on a loop in your imagination, kept you going.

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“A Secret That’s Worth It” Carl x Reader, Negan x Reader

Word Count: 9,670

Negan x Daughter Reader, Carl x Reader

Summary: You’re Negan’s teenage daughter and from the minute you saw Carl, he sparked your interest, leading to a relationship between you two.

Warnings: Language, fluff, angst, mentions of death, kinda smutty 

A/N: Does not follow the show exactly, I had to change up some things for the sake of the story, but I tried to make it as close as possible.


Originally posted by lets-letmeimagine-posts

Originally posted by lets-letmeimagine-posts


He was the first person you noticed when you stepped out of that RV.

He was wearing a flannel and a cowboy hat, and even with one of his eyes covered up and it being dark out, you could see how bright blue they were. You didn’t know his name, but you certainly were attracted to him.

Your father, Negan, had told you to stay inside the RV while he went out there and talked to them. He had told you that he was going to kill one of them and that he didn’t want you to see that, so you needed to stay away.

“Y/N, I do not want to see you out there. Your ass better stay in here, alright?” Negan had warned you. You didn’t listen. You had heard him talking to their group, and you got curious. All you wanted to do was see what they looked like, nothing more. You opened the door slightly and peeked your head out, making the attractive boy turn his head and look at you. They all did, but he was the only one you noticed.

“Dear daughter, did I not tell you to stay inside?” Negan bellowed. You knew he was trying to scare the group- that was his way of being a big, bad leader. He intimidates everyone. And by the look of everyone’s face, they were definitely afraid.

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Crooked Nature - Negan Imagine

Pairing: Negan & Reader

Prompt: [REQUESTED] ~ “Can I get a one shot where you’re rick’s teenage daughter and one of the saviors always gets in your face/touches you inappropriately and when you finally tell your dad you don’t know that negans listening and he punishes the man(all your imagines are great and I know this one will be too”

Word Count: 1330

Fandom: The Walking Dead

Warnings & A/N: mentions of inappropriate language directed towards a minor, assault on a minor (not rape - chill)

Theme: Angst

Originally posted by grungedaddykinks

Originally posted by blackcanarywrites

Another day had come where The Savior’s came to collect rations from Alexandria. As much as your father attempted to sugarcoat it, you knew the groups linked to the same ‘deal’ that your group had, were planning on defeating the Savior’s for once and for all.

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Daddy

Originally posted by wildling-heart

Summary: Luke’s girlfriend has a real soft spot for Negan which wouldn’t be a problem except people usually frown upon fucking your boyfriend’s dad.

Characters: AU Negan x Reader. 

Warnings: sexual references, swearing, sex.

A/N: I have a serious Daddy kink and I couldn’t help myself. Don’t judge. Also, any and all feedback is massively appreciated. 

You and Luke had only been together for about nine months but already you were well acquainted with his dad, having been introduced after coincidentally bumping into him while both out on a date. You instantly took a liking to Negan; his charm soaking its way through your veins like morphine and his looks stopping you dead in your tracks. His deep brown eyes, peppered beard and panty-dropping smile made your groin throb immeasurably. You couldn’t tell if the chemistry between you was just entirely fictional but you swore he sensed it too. The looks he’d throw you when the three of you would go out for dinner, the minute touches he’d lay against your skin when passing you a glass of water or the hand he’d press against the small of your back as he helped walk you out of the restaurant. 

Negan was intoxicating and it made you helpless. He’d even snuck into your dreams disturbing your once restless sleep; flashes of those filthy thoughts bleeding over into your consciousness as you went about your day to day business, sometimes appearing at the most inappropriate of times. The worst being when Luke had taken you to visit him and the image of Negan fucking you over his dining table spanking you with his belt engulfed your brain making you temporarily mute. Negan stirred up the sluttiest part of you and as much as Luke enjoyed it when you rode him till neither of you could walk, truth be told it was his dad you were imagining as you bounced on his cock

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Originally posted by lackinglamprophony

Rick Grimes x Reader

Daryl Dixon x Reader

Carl Grimes x Reader

Negan x Reader

(Request: Can you do a darylxreader where he’s scared to admit he really needs a cuddle and gets annoyed that reader wont pick up the hints that he needs someone but comes to her on the verge of tears because hes desperate to have all her attention, so she slowly takes his clothes off & makes him spend the night with her but he wakes up at crazy early morning like 2am & asks her to lay ontop of him so hes 100% sure shes actually with him maybe a bit of morning smut aswell)

Note: i really enjoyed writing this so i hope you like it!!

warning: mentions of glenns death, mild angst, smut!
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Originally posted by thewalkinggifs

You saw Daryl sharpening his arrows on the front porch. You decided to go and see how he was doing, you knew he was feeling guilty about Glenn’s death and everything that went down in the sanctuary. As you walked closer to where he sat he looked up at you but said nothing.

“Hey Daryl, you alright?” you asked, sitting down on the step below him.

He grunted in response and you thought of another way to get him to talk. “You going out on any runs soon?”

“I can’t, gotta stay out of sight from the saviors” he replied, taking his focus away from his arrows and onto you.

“Sorry, I forgot about that” you apologised, feeling silly for bringing it up.

You sat in silence for a moment, staring out at the secure walls protecting you from the outside world. You thought Daryl was doing the same, but he was actually looking at you, admiring how soft your facial features looked. He wished that you knew how he really felt, he wanted you to be there for him, he needed someone to hold and cry to, he was tired of keeping his feelings bottled up inside, he could feel himself ready to explode soon.

“Yeah, whatever” he said almost angrily.

You looked back at him in confusion, why was he being hostile all of a sudden? “I didn’t mean it like that Daryl, there’s just a lot going on right now” You tried to justify your words.

“Everyone has a lot going on right now. Hell, a lot has been going on for years!” he raised his voice.

“Daryl-” You were shocked by his behaviour change but he interrupted you.

“Na forget about it!” He stood up and you did to. He looked down on you and you felt small considering you were a step lower than him. “You don’t care, no one does, so just leave me the hell alone!”

He stormed into his house, slamming the door shut behind him. You stood in shock, surprised by how easily he got mad like that, you didn’t think he’d take it to heart. You wanted to go in there so badly and just hold him. You knew Daryl since the prison and you understood how emotionally unstable he was, he wasn’t in check with his feelings and it had gotten worse. You stepped forward to open the door but you stopped yourself, remembering that he wanted to be left alone.
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You were getting ready for bed after a stressful day. After everything that had happened with Daryl you were exhausted, but then Jesus had come down to Alexandria to warn you guys about the saviors coming to look for Daryl. It was a tiring day and all you wanted to do was sleep. You were about to jump into bed when you heard a knock on the door downstairs. You sighed and made your way down in only a baggy top and white panties. When you opened the door, you were surprised to find Daryl standing there, he was drenched in sweat and he looked like he was about to burst out crying.

“Daryl, what’s wrong?” You asked, moving back so he could come into the house. He walked in and stood by your counter, leaning his hands on it.

He shook his head before talking. “I’m sorry” he said, his voice cracking as the first tear fell down his cheek. He turned to look at you and you got worried that something might have happened. You walked towards him and placed your hands on either side of his cheek as he continued to talk.

“I just need someone, I’m tired of everyone dying and I don’t know how to control my anger anymore” His tears were flowing freely now and he made no move to try and wipe them away.

“I lashed out at you this morning for no reason and I’m sorry” he finished.

He lowered his head and you wrapped your arms around his waist, pulling your bodies as close as they could get. He wrapped his muscular arms around your shoulders and he hid his face in the crook of your neck.

“Stay here tonight, you shouldn’t be alone” you whispered.

He nodded his head and you led him upstairs. You turned on the shower for him, making sure that the water was to his liking. You stood in the bathroom with him and watched as he struggled to undo the buttons on his shirt. His hands were shaking and he was getting frustrated. You had never seen Daryl like this, he was the strong one in the group, the one who showed no emotion, and now here he was letting it all out. You walked over to him and moved his hands to his side.

You started to undo his buttons for him, going at a slow pace as to not alarm him. You felt his eyes on you as you removed his shirt and vest. You then moved down to his belt buckle and you took his jeans off in a swift motion, leaving him completely naked. There was no sexual tension between you, just one friend helping out another. When you were done, you roamed your eyes across his toned body before looking into his eyes. He was already staring at you; the tears were gone and replaced with the same emotionless glare he always had.

“Take your time, I’ll get some spare clothes for you” you said softly, planting a kiss on his cheek before leaving to go and find him some clean clothes.
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You got back in the house and found Daryl sitting on your bed with a towel wrapped around his waist. You both stayed silent as you walked towards him and handed him the fresh clothes. You turned around as he changed, and you slid under the covers on your bed. Once he had the jogging bottoms on you turned to look at him. His back was facing you and you watched as his muscles prominently moved as he put the black t-shirt on. He turned around and saw you staring at him, he offered you a small smile before sliding in on the other side of the bed. His hair was tangled and still a little damp from the shower, making him look gruff and sexy under the moonlight.

You leaned on your elbow and stared down at him.

“What?” he asked.

“You wanna talk about it?”

“Na” he said, looking back up at the ceiling. You ran your hand across his chest and leaned up to bravely plant a kiss on his lips. He didn’t move at first, but he didn’t pull away either. After a few seconds, he warmed up and kissed you back, both your lips working together in unison. It was slow, and meaningful. You and Daryl weren’t a couple, you weren’t anything but friends and you were willing to do anything to help him forget about the pain, even if it was only temporary. He placed his hand on the back of your head and stroked your hair before you pulled away and placed your head against his shoulder. You moved your arm across his stomach to give him some sort of protection and he placed his hand over yours. You were asleep in the next couple of minutes but Daryl lay awake for a long time after you.
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You stirred from your sleep as Daryl lightly shook your shoulders. You immediately jolted up and looked around.

“What is it?” you asked, your heart rate speeding up, was something wrong?

“Calm down (Y/n), you’re safe” he replied, his voice gruff from sleeping.

“Oh” you murmured, your eyes almost closing again. “Are you okay?”

“I just woke up, didn’t really sleep well”

“What time is it?”

Daryl shrugged his shoulders and you looked at your watch. “It’s 2am” you said. He looked at you apologetically and you pushed him back down onto the bed slowly.

“You don’t need to worry anymore Daryl. I’m here, you can talk to me and trust me” you whispered.

He nodded his head and you lay down next to him, you draped your leg across his and moved your arms over his chest. “I’m here” you said one more time before he wrapped his arm around you, and you both fell asleep once again.
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The feeling of your neck being nibbled on woke you from your sleep. You had barely opened your eyes when you felt Daryl’s big hands roaming your body.

“Morning” he said into your neck. You quickly intertwined your fingers in his hair as he started to suck at your pulse on your neck, making you feel weak.

“Wait” you said suddenly. You pushed him off of you and moved your leg over his waist to straddle him. You could feel his hard on poking into your panties through his jogging bottoms. You knew what he wanted and you were prepared to give it to him. You started grinding yourself against his member while you kissed his lips, taking control of everything. Your arms traced his muscles along his arms before he involuntarily snapped his hips upward against you. You moaned into the kiss as the connection sent a spark buzzing through you. You didn’t make him wait any longer as you pulled the jogging bottoms and boxers down, revealing his hard cock. He moved your panties to the side with his thumb, making sure to lightly brush it against your clit as he did. You grabbed his now throbbing member and slid it along your slit, making his head wet from your juices. You then slowly lowered yourself onto him, throwing your head back at how he stretched you out. You both stayed still so you could adjust to his size. When you were feeling ready you started to lift yourself up again and then lowered yourself down. Daryl saw you were comfortable and he started to thrust up into you when you lowered yourself down, sending extra pleasure through both of you. You leaned forward and kissed his neck, making him grunt and moan. He continued to thrust up into you, keeping one hand on your ass and the other in your hair. You let your hands roam under his shirt, allowing you access to his toned body. You then brought your hands to his hair and squeezed at it, making him moan into your ear.

“I’m close” He barely whispered as the pleasure was too much for him. You carried on doing all you could to make him go over the edge. He didn’t hold back as he yanked on your hair and squeezed your ass cheek, he pounded into you for the last time before holding himself there. You felt his cock throb inside of you as he let himself go. You panted and laughed as he finally came down from his high and looked at you with dazed eyes.

“I haven’t felt that in years” he said, laughing along with you.

“I’m glad I could help” you giggled as you kissed his lips one more time before rolling next to him and rubbing his chest. He pulled the cover over your naked bodies and he finally opened up about what was troubling him.  He sighed as he got it all out, and it felt like a weight off his shoulders.
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Imagine: Giving Daryl His First Blowjob and It Leading to Rough Sex

(A/N: Well, it’s official, Norman Reedus has made me complete trash. Enjoy this other lil one shot thing I had to write out).

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Daryl had secured the room and he stood there awkwardly as you walked up willfully to him and pressed your body suggestively into his, rubbing your chest up and down his, done with any subtle clues, needing to show him tonight how much you wanted him.

Daryl had recently confessed to you that he had never been given a blowjob before, this leaked out one night during a drunken session of truth or dare between you. You had been hinting at Daryl for months now, trying to get him to see how much you wanted him. After that night, you knew you had to make it up to the man, you planned to do it when the time was right. By looks of this old secure house, you had just found it.

Daryl noticed your eyes on him, his jaw tightened and he stared at you like he didn’t know what to do.

You smiled playfully in response and squared his shoulders, pushing his body back onto the bed behind him, his legs dangled on the edge.

You smile and kneel down in between his legs as you graze your hands up and down his muscular thighs, watching as your hands rub his blue denim jeans harshly, causing warm friction to be created. You lick your lips and rub your thighs together as your eyes lock on to the button of his jeans and his hard cock, throbbing inside its prison. You run your hand over it and intentionally rub it up and down, looking innocently up at Daryl, who is biting his lip and groaning to himself, trying to keep control.

“Shit, Y/N…” Daryl half grunted, half moaned, as his eyes close at your touch.

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HOT FOR TEACHER

Originally posted by grungedaddykinks

Pre apocalypse - Negan is very attracted to one of his students; Y/N. Negan and his wife get invited to their new neighbour’s house for dinner, only to find out Y/N lives there. 2 part fic, idk how I feel about this.  *oc is over the legal age of consent 


“But dad! I’m meant to be going out with Stephanie tonight!” you whined, stomping your feet against the marble flooring, hoping your dad would fall for your puppy dog eyes but those days were over. “That’s enough, Y/N! We are the new ones on the block and it’s nice to get to know the people around us.” You rolled your eyes; you could care less about getting to know anyone around here. You had made enough friends at your new school, you didn’t need any more. “But they don’t even have any kids, you said! So why would I want to get to know any oldies?”  you were annoyed, he knew you’d planned to go out tonight and he was fucking it right up. “Actually, I know the man who lives there works at your school. So maybe you could talk? I already know you’ve been annoying the teachers.” It was true. You were never really one for authority; you hated being controlled and told what to do. Seeing teachers outside of school was more embarrassing and awkward than anything else, never mind having dinner with them at your house. You didn’t want to admit it, but you had a deep feeling of hope that it was that hot new teacher called Negan.

He was a mysterious man, not wanting to be called ‘sir’, just Negan. He always had a smirk rested on his face and he could be pretty terrifying if you pissed him off, you didn’t really want to find out what that felt like from a personal view. He didn’t dress like the average teacher, always in a black leather jacket rather than a suit and tie.  You had developed a schoolgirl crush, hiking up your skirts and pulling down your tops to get a reaction out of him. He didn’t disappoint, you noticing his gaze that fell upon your breast when you were talking and his eyes wandering after you when you walked away.  You had seen the gold wedding band on his ring finger but neglected to keep it in mind when you mindlessly flirted with him. So what if he was taken, he didn’t seem to mind so why should you?

You remember back to around a week ago, a conversation between the two of you that had been interrupted before it got too heated.


“Sir.” He turned around, looking at the girl in front of him. Her hair pulled up into a ponytail, black mini-skirt barely covering anything and the tight white blouse she had on was creating a stirring inside him. She knew what she was doing and he was letting her do it, he tried so hard to care but he couldn’t bring himself too. “Now Y/N, you know it’s just plain old Negan to you.” He laughed, turning around fully, dropping his glasses on the table. “Sorry to bother you, I just need help with something in the homework.” She walked to the front of his desk, where he had moved to sit down. “What is it your needing help with?” she opened the booklet, turning to page 60.

“Oh fuck.” Negan thought to himself, she had turned to the page that read “SEX EDUCATION”. He swallowed hard, looking up at Y/N, an innocent look on her face, watching him squirm. “And what don’t you understand on this topic?” he asked, trying to keep his lustful stare off her pushed up tits that sat right in front of him. “I don’t get the diagrams, I need a demonstration.” She stated, looking in Negan’s eyes, watching the lust fill up in them. “Well fuck, Y/N. There’s plenty of porn on the internet? You look through that, you should get the picture.” He chuckled, trying to ease them off the topic of sex.

“You’ve been teaching me for a long enough time now to know I learn best from a practical lesson.” She purred, pulling the book out of his hands, throwing it over your shoulder. You began to climb over the desk on all fours, your ass stuck out in the air, legs crossed over one another. “Y/N, I am a happily married man.” He showed her his hand, sounding like he was trying to convince himself more than her. She smiled, licking her ruby red lips she took his hand in hers, wrapping her lips around his ring finger. She gripped her teeth on the ring, sliding it off his hand. She took it out of her mouth, observing it. “What she doesn’t know won’t kill her.” You giggled, pulling Negan towards you by his collar. He leaned in, your lips just about to meet before a loud knock came at the door. It was the dean of the school; you rolled your eyes, huffing as you placed the ring back on his still wet finger. “This isn’t over.” You said, looking at him, waiting on his reaction. 

“To be continued, sweetheart.”


 part two is in the works now x

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Imagine Daryl being protective of you because of how clumsy you are and getting worried when he doesn't find you

(Soooo yay for some DARYL FLUFF :D Hope it is as requested and you all like it :) I tried my best to come up with the rest of a plot so hope it isn’t too bad xD Gif not mine/found it on google/Credit to the original owners.)

It was early morning and you were already up, preparing yourself to go on a run. It wasn’t something common for you but today you just had to.

It was Daryl’s birthday and you had to get something to prepare a little surprise for him. He deserved it you thought.

From the day, he met you he had been keeping you safe and much more than the others in the group, you could tell. He was always going out of his way to keep you close, standing in front of you to keep walkers away and such, you just had to repay him somehow.

Not to mention, that he admitted to you to never really having had any sort of celebration for his birthday, just made you want to do it for him even more.

Carefully preparing your bag, you finally finished and made sure to quietly step out the house, so the others wouldn’t know, especially the birthday boy.

The sun was out and you could tell it was going to be a rather beautiful day and you couldn’t have hoped for any better. With a smile, you asked for the gate to be open and were finally on your way to the nearest town to prepare the celebrations.

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Feeling like something was off, Daryl tossed and turned in his bed. Eventually, he gave up on sleep but as he opened his eyes the sun blinded him through the window, making him realize how he must’ve slept in.

He quickly got dressed for the day but while doing so, he just couldn’t brush the uncomfortable feeling away from him. He quickly stepped out of his room and instantly noticed your door still closed.

It wasn’t odd for you to still be asleep at this hour, he thought and smiled to himself as he leaned against his door. Carefully, he closed his door and just thought of going into your room to surprise you.

He tiptoed his way to your door and held onto the doorknob, slowly turning it before opening it wide. He wanted to scream at you and laugh but you weren’t there.

Your bed was empty. His eyes widened slightly, thinking to himself the countless of times your door would be left open the moment you stepped out of the room and how this wasn’t in your habit.

He quickly rushed down the stairs to check if you were anywhere in the house and soon enough started to call to you. However, nothing. Pacing to the front door, he quickly opened it and took notice of everyone around.

Among them, you were nowhere to be found. Stepping down the stairs, he looked around for you and tried to subtly hide his worry about you.

He could feel his heart racing nervously and started to struggle hiding his feelings. Bumping into Rick, he jumped and felt the other man gripping his arm.

“Daryl?! Y-You okay?!” he asked him.

He looked at Rick trying to reassure him, nodding and shrugging, not wanting to alarm the others around who might pass.

“Y-Yeah i’m fine…Why?”

Rick chuckled at those words and shook his head in disbelief.

“Because you don’t look like it…Come on what’s wrong?”

Shifting his gaze around, he knew he couldn’t keep it a secret anymore and told him in a lower voice of his worries.

“It’s Y/N…She ain’t in her room or the house…I got worried and i’m looking for all over but still nothing…”

At that Rick chuckled and just felt like he should’ve realized the obvious. Since he came across you, there wasn’t a time when Daryl couldn’t be seen right next to you and keeping you company.

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From the way you were, it wasn’t hard to want to stay by your side and literally keep you safe. You were probably the clumsiest person he and Daryl have ever met.

You could be doing the simplest task in the world, like getting yourself a cup of water yet somehow you’d manage to come back with a few bruises that you had no idea of. At times, he wondered as to how you even got this far, as even your personality was far too bright and trusting of others for people to not just take advantage of you.

Nonetheless, luckily for you, you stumbled upon them out of all people and have since been in their protection. Everyone had a habit of keeping their eyes out for you, from pulling you out of the way from bumping into tree branches to putting the safety on your gun to just making sure you weren’t pointing the gun towards yourself when you’d talk to them, basically anything they were always there for you.

Your clumsiness was even worst than that of Eugene, he had thought and was just glad that Daryl even went the extra mile to even stay literally as close as he could to you. Having witnessed all of that, hearing news of you not being anywhere to be found, he started to worry and look around as well.

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Rubbing his chin, he continued, “Man I ain’t gonna lie it’s kinda scary to not see her…What if she trapped herself somewhere…or worst got herself stuck in something…”

Rick nodded along and patted Daryl’s shoulder to beckon him to follow.

“Well if she’s not here, then come on let’s go ask the others if they’ve seen her…”

Daryl followed along and the two continued their search for you, asking the others if they’ve seen you. Meanwhile, you were practically having the time of your life scavenging around an abandoned town.

You found a few things to make for a celebration and were already at the task to him a gift. You cursed yourself for your procrastination on not doing so earlier in the week and just had to deal with quickly finding something and then having to sneak back in.

Looking around the store, you then got angry at yourself again, for not having even asked him as to what he might like, making you sigh and just keep walking around until you’d find something interesting.

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After having talked to nearly everyone, Daryl got pissed and just felt his heart dropping. He couldn’t ever stand the thought of you even deciding to leave on your own, making him come to his own conclusion that someone might’ve take you away or something.

He growled and just wanted to punch a wall or something after everyone denied seeing you. Rick tried his best to comfort him but nothing would seem to calm down.

Coming across the last few people, Daryl marched over to them by the gate and they could tell he was actually ready to go out and look for you.

Not even bothering to excuse himself, he simply yelled at, “Hey! Did any of you see Y/N?!”

“Yeah…I opened the gate for her this morning…”

At the sound of the familiar voice behind him, his rage made him turn around and already run over to tackle, none other than Tobin.

He had him pinned against the gate and was already yelling at the top of his lung at the other man and getting in his face.

“Are you fucking shitting me now?! The hell were you thinking?! Don’t you have a brain to think?!”

All choked up, he couldn’t answer him properly and had to wait until Rick pulled Daryl off of him.

Confused about the situation, he answered simply in between cough. “I-I just did as she asked me too…”

“I swear if anything happens to her…She comes back with a flu, a cough, a single scratch on her, even a missing strand of her hair…Anything! i’ll make you regret ever opening that damn gate for her!”

Daryl’s sense of protectiveness and anger had just come out in that moment. He couldn’t believe anyone would be even this clueless when it came to your safety and didn’t want to let go of it so easily.

He tried his best to fight and get away from Rick’s grasp.Trying to calm him down, Rick told him, “Alright…It’s alright…We’ll just go out and find her!”

He grunted and got out of his grasp, ready to go march over to get his crossbow, all while glaring at the culprit.

~~~

As he took a few steps away, a sudden shriek of struggle and loud thump could be heard against the walls. Instantly, Rick pulled out his gun while Daryl instantly rushed to open the gate.

From the simple tone of voice, he knew it was you. Slamming the gate open, he stepped out and called out to you, looking around to see as to where you were.

Instantly, you giggled to see his worried shake of head and called to him.

“Daryl! Up here! Look, i’m almost completely up the fence!”

He finally looked your way and could nearly feel his heart jump out of his chest. You were completely disheveled and he could only imagine the struggle you must’ve encountered. Joining him, Rick felt the same and pushed Daryl towards where you were hanging upon the gate.

As they both walked over closer, you didn’t even noticed or really felt the pain your body was suffering from the slip up you had while trying to climb up the gate and just had to throw a joke at them.

“Hey guys…How’s it hanging, am I right?!”

In a fit of confusion and anger, Daryl could only yell at you in disbelief as to how you could even joke around from so high up.

“What the hell?! You think you’re so funny? You got us all worried here?! How did you even get up there?! Oh god…You stay still! Don’t you move a freaking inch until I get there!”

At that you got scared and stayed quiet until they walked back in to try and pull you up from the inside. You gripped onto the side as much as you could and did as he asked.

Trying to get comfortable, you slipped slightly and let out another shriek. At that, Daryl freaked out even more and backed up to go join you from the outside instead.

Rick tried to get him back but pushing him off, he ran to join you. He couldn’t stand the idea of you hurting yourself after the morning scare you gave him and just couldn’t feel like letting himself down for being so reckless to not keep a closer eye on you.

Surprised to see him back, you panicked and started to scream back down at him.

“D-Daryl?! What are you doing here?! Hurry back up! I-I don’t think i’ll be able to hang on anymore!”

Daryl sighed exasperatedly and was already getting himself ready to catch you if anything were to happen. Loudly, he scolded you and instructed you to let go of the side.

“You idiot, you really think i’ll make it in time back there! Fuck it! Just jump!”

Just the word of “jumping” scared you and truly you weren’t ready for such eventuality.

“What?!”

“Let go! I’ll catch you!”

“No! I-I’m too scared!”

He scoffed at that remark and just started to provoke you while some of the others went to help him and you.

“Scared?! Now you’re scared! You sure didn’t seem like it earlier! Now stop whining and let go!”

Closing your eyes tightly shut, you let go just as asked of you and screamed at the top of your lungs. You were certain to feel a solid ground in a few instant but the moment your body came to a stop, you felt a weight going down with you and realize Daryl had actually caught you.

Instantly feeling his warmth, you wrapped your arms around him. When you opened your eyes again, you smiled and couldn’t be anymore grateful for your friend.

Your smile came back but it didn’t seem the same for Daryl. He glared at you and started to march his way back inside Alexandria. As he saw Tobin, he shook his head and swore to himself he was going to have a few words for him.

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Embarrassed by the position you were in his arms, you blushed and stuttered trying to get off of him.

“D-Daryl?! I-I think you can let me down now! I-I’m fine! Let me down!”

He stayed quiet, huffing and puffing out of stress under his breath, walking pass everyone and ignoring them as they tried to go in and help. By then he already had you in the infirmary, alone.

He sat you down carefully and already was starting to inspect you for any bruising you might have gotten. He pulled up your sleeves, lifted up your shirt, checking your arms, stomach and back as much as he can, forgetting completely about your privacy.

When it came to you being bruised or covered in scratches, he couldn’t stand that idea of you being tainted while by his side and just had a manic of making sure you were fine.

Although, you’d laugh it all off whenever you’d find one, his mind was already set on blaming himself for being so reckless that he would always go out of his way to make it all disappear.

You could see the scared look in his eyes and just had to reassure him that you were truly fine.

“D-Daryl! Daryl! I’m fine! I’m ok! It’s ok! You don’t need to keep looking around! I swear!”

Not listening to you, he continued and soon enough he caught glimpse of a little cut and some bruising around. He bit his lip in anger and growled at you.

“Fine? You’re covered in dirt from head to toe! Your jacket is torn and i’m pretty sure that cut was never there in your jeans before! And what about this?! How do you explain this?!”

You looked as to where his eyes were fixed on and squirmed in your seat to get a better look. You chuckled to see it and looked back at him, trying to brush it off.

“Oh it’s nothing! I didn’t even noticed it was there! I probably got this earlier or while I was out, it seems!”

Daryl sighed to hear you and rose up to his feet, searching and scrambling for something to patch you up. As soon as he found a cloth and disinfectant, he walked back and turned you around and was already applying the cloth to clean up.

You winced at the sudden feeling of stinging and he scoffed.

“Nothing? That’s what you call nothing! Even just touching it hurts you! How can you ever say it’s nothing!”

Once again you were cornered by him and had nothing else better to say. He growled under his breath and still continued to carefully clean up your cut.

As he took out the bandage to cover it up, his curiosity got to him and he just had to ask you, “What were you even going out there on your own?!”

Not wanting to ruin the surprise nor knowing what else to say, you stayed quiet and looked away.

“What? Can’t talk all of a sudden…You sure had a mouth when you were out there…Getting me all worried…and you can’t even tell me why…I swear am i going to have to chain you to your goddamn room or what! Tell me?!”

There was hurt in his tone and you just felt bad to not let him know. The more you heard him complain, the worse you felt and just stopped him.

“Alright! Alright! I’ll tell you why…Just promise me to not laugh…”

At that he quieted himself and stare at you intently.

You rose up from your seat and marched over to reach for your bag, trying to find him the gift you got him.

“Well…I remembered how you talked about never having a celebration for your birthday…and I also remembered your actual birthday…”

His eyes widened at the thought of you even remembering such small details about himself and truly couldn’t believe you even cared for him that much. You turned to look at him and hid your gift behind your back, once you found it.

“So…I put one and one together…And left to get some stuff for you…I really wanted to prepare something big…But I was kinda last minute…Cause it’s today, right?”

Looking at you in stunned, he slowly nodded and you continued, scratching your head and trailing down to rub your neck.

“Yeah…well that’s why I left this morning-”

Feeling even more guilty, he looked at you apologetically and solemnly cut you off mid sentence.

“So you risked your life…just to get me something for my birthday…”

You chuckled at those words and rolled your eyes at him, waving a hand to brush it off.

“Well risking me life is big way to put it…”

“Your clothes got torn and you’re all dirty and covered in bruises, that’s looks pretty much like it…”

“I-I’ve looked worse…I just slipped and fell a few times…it wasn’t serious at all…”

Once again, he didn’t seem amused by your nonchalant attitude. You tried your best to cheer him and decided to finally show him what you had gotten.

“But anyways…I just wanted to show you my gratitude for how kind and caring you are towards me…So knowing how much you liked your moonshine…I tried looking for some but couldn’t find any…So I got this fancy bottle instead!”

As you showed him the bottle of cognac, he got up to his feet and approached you. He eyed you up and down, looking at your filthy and torn clothes and messy hair, and just shook his head.

“And for that…You decided to climb up a nearly 10 foot gate to get back in…”

Taken a back and realizing how dumb it was you laughed nervously.

“I-I wanted it to be a surprised…”

From your shy gaze and blushing cheeks, a part of him wanted to laugh as well while another just wanted to grab you in a tight hug just to keep you safe from ever going out again. Thinking about how you must’ve worked hard to just even find that sort of gift for him, he sighed.

He really couldn’t believe how far you risked your own safety to show him a sign of your gratitude towards him and reluctantly took the bottle away from you.

He stared at it for a long while, making you wonder if he really liked it or not. As you were about to ask him, he threw it back onto the couch nearby, making you let out a surprise yelp and try to reach over for it.

He caught a hold of your arm and pulled you closer to him. Looking you in the eyes, his gaze soften before pulling you in a tight embrace.

He tightened his grip around you and made it impossible for you to escape him. Stroking your hair, he tried to calm you down.

“Listen up, you idiot…It’s a really nice thought of you…Remembering my birthday and getting a gift and all…But you don’t ever have to risk yourself like that to thank me…Just promise me that you’ll stay by my side and let me know that you’re safe and sound… That’s enough thanks for me…”

You were speechless at those words and your mind went utterly blank. You could only hug him back and nod quietly into his chest to reassure him that you wouldn’t ever leave on your own without notice.

Feeling you, he finally felt a weight of relief and could breathe easily.

“So is that a promise?”

You nodded again and looked up at him.

“Promise…I won’t try to surprise you with a gift again…”

“That and…”

“And I won’t leave your side without telling…I’ll even start to wear a helmet if you want!”

He laughed at that last comment and patted your head, smiling before pressing his cheek against your hair. His hands trailed back down when suddenly, he felt another tore in your jacket and could swear there was another cut.

Backing away quickly, he turned you around to the side and noticed the little cut he had missed earlier.

“Are you serious? How?”

You shrugged and knew you were about to get another lesson about it and just backed away completely from him. Laughing nervously, you walked backwards towards the couch and tripped slightly before reaching to it.

He flinched to see you stumble and was ready to jump in and catch you. Nonetheless, you to to it in one piece and picked up the bottle he had thrown away.

Looking at him, still smiling, you said, “How about we just drink and forget this ever happen! Let’s just focus on your birthday and not think about me for once!”

To look at you and rolled his eyes. Getting closer, he tussled your hair even more and could only smile at your suggestion, promising himself that he should also keep you happy while at it.


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Lessons Learned

Negan x Reader

I am dying for some Negan smut. your rick smuts are so smutty and just (swoon) filthy… I really wanna see a smut where he gets mad at you (idc what for) and teaches you a lesson bc lets be real.. we all need a spanking from that man. basically just porn, I trust you’ll know what to do with that!

How about a request for a one shot where the female reader lives in the sanctuary fluff or smut ensues.

Kind of combined these two requests, hope you all enjoy! This is for my favorite person on tumblr@zaddygrimes! I hope you love this filthy Negan smut! 💖

Words: 1,935

Warnings: Smut, Swearing, Spanking, Dirty Talk

A/N: I’m back! Sorry I’ve been so MIA lately, but this is my VERY FIRST Negan fic and I’m so excited/nervous to share it with you and I hope it’s not horrible! Also that gif, omg I couldn’t resist!

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“Worries” Daryl Dixon x Reader

Word Count: 1,355

Daryl Dixon x Reader

Request from Anon: Could you please write an imagine with Daryl where the reader is 19 and they’re in love but he feels insecure about the age difference between them?

Warnings: Fluff, slight smut (barely)


Originally posted by kinneyandreedus

You wake up in bed, Daryl’s bare chest pressed up against your back, heat radiating between the two of your bodies in the cold air. His arm is around you, holding you tightly as he sleeps. You smile and scoot yourself closer, happy to be in his arms.

You try to go back to sleep, but the sunlight coming through the window made that impossible. Not wanting to wake Daryl up, you try and slowly lift his arm off of you, but fail as every little movement made his body twitch- he is a light sleeper. You try and stay there as long as possible, but the need to pee eventually overruns your want to not wake him up. You try to be as gentle as possible as you squirm out of his grasp and slide out of bed.

“Don’t go.” Daryl mumbles, half asleep.

“I’ll be back, give me a minute.” You kiss his forehead. You exit the room and walk down the hallway, entering the bathroom. Something nice about Alexandria is having running water to be able to flush a toilet and brush your teeth. Personal hygiene has come to be a luxury in this world, so it was like heaven to be able to have this.

You pee and brush your teeth quickly before getting back in bed with Daryl. He immediately pulls you back into the position that you were in before you got up. You can feel his erection pushing into your back, making you laugh.

“Better get rid of that thing before you go on that run of yours today.” You teased, making Daryl groan.

“Unless ya wanna help me, I’ll just wait for it to go away on its own.”

“Mm, Daryl, if you wanted me to help out, all you had to do was ask.” You smirk, rubbing your butt up against him. He stifles a moan, grabbing your hips to guide you. “But unfortunately, I promised Rick I’d watch Judith this morning. Sorry.” You get up.

“You’re such a tease.” Daryl groans as he watches you slid your pants on.

“You love me.”

“Ya lucky that I do.” He smiles up at you. You lean down and give him a kiss before leaving and heading over to Rick’s place.

You and Daryl started dating back at the prison. You had been in their group since the start, and there had always been this thing between the two of you going unspoken. At first, he was being overly protective of you, acting more of a big brother figure than anything. You were only fifteen at the time and both of your parents had died from turning into walkers. For some reason, he felt like it was his need to protect you. He didn’t trust Shane to do it. It then turned into more of a friendship once you got to the farm, and you two could talk about anything with each other. He was your rock, and you were his.

You had turned eighteen at the prison, and you had feelings for Daryl that you didn’t think you ever would. Not to mention, Daryl was starting to see you differently as well. He finally stopped thinking of you as a little girl.

There was a lot of sexual tension between the two of you, but both of you were hesitant to make any moves. Neither of you knew exactly how the other felt and you didn’t want to risk your friendship over anything. But, one night, the two of you were sharing a cell together because you had a nightmare. The threat of the governor was all too real and that fear was leaking into your dreams. You ran into Daryl’s cell at some hour in the night and lied down next to him. He didn’t even need to ask you what wrong- he immediately knew. You were cuddled up next to him, feeling safe in his arms, and somehow that gave you the spark of confidence you needed. You pressed your lips to his, him immediately kissing you back. Ever since that night, you two had been together. You love him more than you could ever imagine.

You smile as you reminisce about your past with him, walking into Rick’s house to see Carl feeding Judith breakfast.

“Hey.” You wave, walking over to him so you could take over feeding duties.

“Thanks for watching her.” Rick came into sight. “I was going to have Carol do it but she had something to do, I don’t know.”

“It’s no problem, I don’t mind hanging out with this cutie.” You smile at Judith.

“Daryl, Glenn, Michonne, and I should be back by tonight. If we ain’t, go find Carl and tell him to watch Judith so you can come find us. We’ll just be in the next town over getting more medical supplies.” Rick grabs his gun, ready to head out the door.

“Okay, be safe. And tell Daryl that I love him.” Rick and Carl both leave the house, leaving you alone to take care of the little girl.

The day goes by rather quickly and before you know it, Rick is back at the house, relieving you of your babysitting duties.

“Be careful, Y/N, Daryl’s in a mood.” Rick warned you before you left his house.

“Why?” You frown.

“Glenn was makin’ some comments that upset him. You talk to him about it yourself.”

You walk back over to your house, and find Daryl sitting on the couch staring blankly at the wall. You open the door, taking off your shoes before you go sit next to him. He relaxes when he sees you but something is still obviously bothering him.

“What’s going on?” You ask him, putting your hand on his knee.

“I just, I don’ know, I’m gettin’ old.” He frowns.

“You’re not old, Daryl.” You laugh, not believing that he’s even upset about that.

“Old to be datin’ a nineteen year old, yeah.”

You frown at hearing this. He’s never even once voiced his concern about the age difference between the two of you. Yeah, it was a pretty big difference, but you didn’t really think it mattered. The two of you were in love, nothing else mattered.

“Age has nothing to do with anything when it comes to relationships.” You frown, making him face you. He had been avoiding looking at you the entire time.

“I don’ want you to leave me for someone younger. Someone who aint double your age. Shit, Y/N, you’re closer to Carl’s age than you are mine.”

“If this is about whatever Glenn was telling you today-“

“It’s not.” Daryl cut you off. “It’s somethin’ I been thinking about for a while.”

“Daryl,” you sigh. “I’m never going to leave you for anyone. I promise. I don’t care about the age difference between us. You make me incredibly happy, happier than anyone else could. I love you.”

“I love you too,” He smiles. You love seeing him smile, you don’t get to see it often enough. “I’m sorry for freakin’ out. Just been bothering me for a while.”

“It shouldn’t. And you should have told me sooner. I would have rather not heard that from Rick.”

“Yeah, I think Rick’s kinda annoyed at me. I yelled at Glenn for givin’ me shit.” Daryl admits.

“You gotta have known that Glenn was joking, though.”

“I did, but like I said, just been botherin’ me for a while.”

You don’t respond, you just start kissing him. He pulls you up onto his lap, putting his hands underneath your shirt as your hands grasp his hair. You start grinding your hips over his lower area, feeling it harden underneath you.

“Now, I do believe I owe you back for this morning.” You pull away from the kiss.

“Eh, maybe tomorrow.” Daryl teases.

“Oh shut up and kiss me.”


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Jeffrey Dean Morgan: *exists*

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(Requested by @neganisking)

>Hey bud i love your comics theyre hilarious. I cant believe i haven’t seen them until now. I have an idea for a strip if you wouldnt mind? After negan sees shiva at the end of season 7 hes adamant he wants a tiger but they cant find one so he throws a spoiled baby tantrum and Simon ends up making Dwight sit by negans feet in a tiger onsie/costume?

Hello! Seriously, you are a genius!!!! I laughed so hard by just reading the comment you’ve submitted to me lol. And thanks for all of your nice words! I’m so happy and had fun with your amazing idea <3 I hope this isn’t too far from what you’ve imagined. Thanks again!

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Daryl Dixon x Reader

You’ve been doing a lot of rick and younger reader fics but could you do a younger reader and Daryl fic? Like she’s 18-20 and has either been with the group since the start or could be Ron’s sister in Alexandra (whatever one is easier for you to write) and some nice dirty smut happens? Thanks and love your blog!

Here you go anon, Daryl smut as requested! Hope you enjoy! 

Originally posted by negandarylsatisfaction

Words: 2,098

Warnings: SMUT, spanking, swearing, unprotected sex

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Negan Masterlist

**Updated 05/08/18**

  • New Rules / Heavy (18+) - AU!Negan x Eleanor (OC) Friends with benefits is all fun and games until one falls hard for the other.
  • Burn (18+) - Negan x Reader. Negan and Dwight’s sister hide their relationship from everyone at the Sanctuary which means having to find anywhere and everywhere else they can to have some ‘alone time.’
  • Fool In Love (18+) - Negan x Reader. Rick’s daughter finds herself living at the Sanctuary and falls in love with the one person Rick hates the most.
  • Body On Me (18+) - AU!Negan x Reader. Negan’s PA runs around after him 24/7 meeting his demands; both professionally and sexually.
  • Wicked Games (18+) (drabble) - AU!Negan x Reader. Negan gives you some oral sex you won’t forget.
  • Anything (18+) (drabble) - Negan x Reader. Don’t disobey Negan.
  • Jar of Hearts (18+) - Negan x Ivy (OC) Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4. Pre-apocalypse, Ivy fell for her professor and they soon became lovers. Two years later, Ivy and her group stumble across the Saviors and their mysterious leader Negan; her professor.
  • Drunk (18+) (drabble) - Negan x Reader. You drank Negan’s “good” whiskey and he’s pissed.
  • For You (18+) - AU!Negan x Ripley (OC) Part 1 | Part 2. Ripley never meant to fall in love with the man she rents a room from every night to see her clients. COMPLETE.

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GIF drabbles

  • Possession (18+) - Negan x Reader. Negan reminds you who you belong to.
  • Kneel (18+) - Negan x Reader. Negan’s gonna need you on your knees.
  • Tease (18+) - Negan x Reader. You show Negan what he’s been missing.

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The “Daddy” section

Because who doesn’t love some daddy kink? Note: just to clarify that none of the stories are continuations of each other.

  • Daddy (18+) - AU!Negan x Reader. Luke’s girlfriend has a real soft spot for Negan which wouldn’t be a problem except people usually frown upon fucking your boyfriend’s dad.
  • The Stepfather (18+) - AU!Negan x Reader. You used to hate the guy who ruined your parents marriage but now you’ll do anything to feel him inside you.

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Requests

  • Sexual Frustration (18+) You’ve been seriously off your game recently and Negan wants to know why.
  • Clumsy (18+) You try to cook Negan dinner but he would rather eat something else.
  • Affair (18+) Your affair ended with Negan but he just can’t stop coming back.
  • Confession It takes almost dying for Negan to confess how he feels about you.
  • Virginity (18+) You get dumped by your boyfriend for being a virgin and Negan, your best friend’s dad, comes over to comfort you.
  • Defiance (18+) Negan doesn’t take lightly to his rules being broken.
  • Sweet Like Candy (18+) (drabble) You’re desperate to be your boss’ favourite so offer to show him how much you want it.
  • Bring It On (18+) As a cheerleader, having to share the soccer field with Coach proves difficult and when you get caught fighting he’s the first one to step in.
  • Drive (18+) Having a crush on your family friend is bad enough until he figures out your feelings and takes you for a ride you’ll never forget.
“Care for You”  Daryl Dixon x Reader

Word Count: 1,534

Daryl Dixon x Reader

Summary: You’re a quiet, observant person who doesn’t talk much, a lot like Daryl, which made you take a liking to him from the beginning. You’ve never actually held a conversation with anyone, so when you defend Daryl one day by yelling at Shane, the entire group is surprised.

Warnings: Mentions of death, language, super slight fluff, angst

Originally posted by lifedeathandlovefromstankonia


You watch him as he walks back from the field, covered in dirt, his crossbow behind his shoulder. You know he has to be utterly exhausted from being out there all day- he got up the same time the sun did, and left only a few minutes afterwards. It’s sunset, and he’s only just now coming back.

Daryl Dixon. You’ve never met a man quite like him. When he and his group came onto your farm, you took interest in him immediately. You’re a quiet person- you don’t talk much, not even to your own family. You’ve always been introverted and preferred being alone than being with other people. This certainly didn’t change once this new group showed up here, but rather enhanced it.

This personality trait of yours became helpful after a while. Being a quiet and stand-offish person made you observant. You noticed that Daryl has a rough demeanor. He doesn’t talk much (but if he does, it’s usually a rude comment) and he typically keeps to himself. He pretends as if the only thing he cares about is himself, and is rude to anyone who says otherwise. But, you also noticed another side of him. The side that he thinks that no one knows about. The side that cares.

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