#Daryl appreciation

[rememberwhouare]

| Daryl Dixon |

[ruerecs]

fanfic writers NEVER contemplate or apologise for your fic being over 3-5k words long, we readers LOVE longer fics!! anyways have a good day/night 🙂‍↕️

[lab-gr0wn-lambs]

GOD I miss when Daryl was kinda fruity. First few seasons everything he said was kinda zesty. Bitchy one liners and clever insults with that fuckass tone of voice. like a verbal backhand. Where'd you go queen I miss you

[cowboys-bones]

Friday at the drive-in!

[connorsblog]

˙✧˖° DARYLS HANDS 📷 ༘ ⋆｡ ˚

tw: mention of sh scars/cigs under the cut

daryls hands: caressing your face and ridding of those tears as you cry

daryls hands: littered with self inflicted cigarette burns from over the years

daryls hands: fitting almost perfectly in the nape of your neck

daryls hands: pulling his crossbow trigger with just a flick of his index finger

daryls hands: flicking his cigarette as he passes it to you to finish

daryls hands: fitting just into yours

daryls hands: fitting into the slight curve of your waist as he hugs you for the first time

daryls hands: running along your skin as he bathes you after a long day

daryls hands: holding your head as he kisses your forehead

daryls hands.

a/n : sorry for this being super short! i had no motivation to write today other than this

[riding-with-caryl]

I don't think I'm ever gonna get tired of hearing Melissa and Norman say how happy they are to have Carol and Daryl back together. Or how happy they are to be working together again & how much they love working together. Or how much they missed each other and how much they love each other. It's like they grab hold of every single opportunity they get to say it and show it, and I love them for it. They have such a special and beautiful bond and friendship, and I love that we get to witness and experience small parts of it.

The way Mel thanked Norman on the panel at NYCC when she was talking about what it's like and what they do when they film scenes together made me tear up, just seeing how much it means to them both. Then, with how emotional they both got when they were talking about their beautiful reunion scene. I feel so lucky that we have them both, and I'm very grateful that they are putting their hearts and souls into this spinoff for us all, and obviously, for the rest of the team that is making the magic happen, too.

My heart is full of appreciation, gratitude, and love ❤️ 😍

[angelwings-crossbowstrings]

Official Commissions Post

I am opening commissions for the first time (I think) to help with the financial burden of missing work for a spinal surgery. Any help is appreciated beyond words 🩵

Who I write for:

Daryl Dixon

Murphy Macmanus

Scud

Loki

What I will write:

x Reader (Fem, Male, Gen)

Caryl

Rickyl (I have never done it before, but I will attempt)

TaserTricks

I will write smut but for 18+ only. We can discuss other things (kinks, etc) in private.

Story length:

Most will be less than 1,000 words but I get carried away sometimes.

Payment:

Pay what you think it’s worth. This is pretty much a trust system deal. I’ll write for you and you can pay after.

I have PayPal, Cashapp, and Venmo.

Turn around time:

I will try to have your commission done within two days. If it will take longer, I will contact you personally.

I’ll add to this post as I think of things. Reblogs help! I love you all, no matter what. Thank you so much. - Murda🩵

Donations and tips can be given here!

[thegeorgiahuntsman]

The Boondock Saints - Murphy MacManus (Norman Reedus)

This was totally unnecessary but 100% appreciated 😏

[sativiaslover]

dividers from here

🫧Bath Time🧼

summary - you finally get him to bathe.

paring; D.D x M!Reader (can be read as gn tho)

cw: sfw nudity, “i love yous”, two men absolutely head over heels for each other, international lowercase, it’s said that reader is taller than Daryl👍

word count: 1.7k

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time often felt fast in the new world, fast enough for him to not realize how long it really had been since he last showered. since arriving in alexandria Daryl been on edge, especially with everyone besides him getting jobs. even you had a job, and you were with him more times than not. he felt like an outcast all over again.

the day had been going by pretty slow, with Daryl doing his usual routine of going out to hunt for his food —despite being offered food time and time again from people in his group and other residents— you being right by his side closely.

a smell, horrid and absolutely deathly creeped into your nose. after getting to alexandria, you took full advantage of the piping hot showers and soap. however, it was very much clear, your boyfriend did not.

“hey d’?” you spoke up, twig snapping beneath your foot as you walked with him.

“‘mm?”

you thought for a second, trying to figure out how to word your next sentence without sounding crude.

“have..have you thought about utilizing the showers?” your voice came out barely above a whisper, hoping he would catch the memo of telling him he smelled like absolute ass. luckily for you, he happened to be great with hints.

he was silent for a moment, not returning an answer.

“yeah.” was all he let out, his eyes kept on the animal prints he was tracking.

you happened to be terrible when it came to things like tracking, often that led you wondering why he ever took you out with him to hunt. your attention was quick to switch back to the matter at hand.

“why haven’t you?”

“jus’ gon’ get dirty ‘gan”

you hummed, his thought process wasn’t totally unreasonable, but you knew it ran much deeper than just ‘getting dirty again.’

“wh- '' your sentence was cut short as his hand flung up in attempt to silence you, (working very effectively) he raised his cross bow. ahead you could see what appeared to be an elk, beautiful while it lasted, daryl’s arrow shooting through its head faster than light.

—

whilst you and Daryl had been busy with dragging the giant, smelly, god awful stench of a corpse back to the truck bed, a thought suddenly arose in your head.

“D?” you spoke, he grunted in response, letting you know you had his attention despite he wasn’t looking directly at you. “what if i helped you get clean?”

at that, his attention was fully on you, the elk finally getting tossed up and over onto the truck bed.

the look on his face was evident, you had embarrassed him. he knew he didn’t smell the best, hell he smelt it himself, but the fact you had pointed it out only made him slightly more self conscious. ever since arriving in the “safe haven” of alexandria, he’d refused to shower, it’d leave him vulnerable and he needed to be ready for anything at any time.

any other person wouldn’t have batted an eye at his subtle expression, but you weren’t any other person, you were his boyfriend. about to backtrack your words, to give him some closure that it wasn’t the biggest deal ever, something left his mouth that surprised you, regardless of the fact you were the one to bring it up in the first place.

“fine.”

“really?!” you gawked.

“yeah, ‘mean what’s tha’ harm?” he muttered, you’d seen him nude numerous times, ranging from taking care of brutal injuries, to having sex. he’d been vulnerable around you before, and every time you were nothing but sweet to him. he supposed it wouldn’t hurt terribly to be vulnerable one more time, especially for something as heavenly as getting a piping hot shower AND getting scrubbed by you.

—

sounds of hot water rushing into the tub filled the room, the aroma of the space peaceful as the yellow overhead light made it’s usual routine of flicker flicker dim light up, flicker flicker dim light up. you sat atop the toilet, watching the water fill up the tub, making sure it didn’t overflow.

Daryl looked at you with an uncertainty and discomfort, a look you hadn’t seen since he was shoved into the lake at the quarry by Amy. the water pipes made a loud squeakkkkk as you shut the water off, the noise never failed to make you cringe. you looked at Daryl once more before realizing he was already stripping. averting your eyes quickly to not make him uncomfortable — regardless of the fact you’d seen him like this before — you tried to make yourself look busy by putting the soap into the water.

when you hear the final clank of his pants and belt hitting the ground you looked over at him, taking in his vulnerable state with a deep loving smile. the smile that never failed to make Daryl swoon for you.

“c’mon big boy, in the water you go.” you stated, his body not moving an inch. you contemplated picking him up and putting him in, considering you were much bigger than him — but you know that would just go south completely.

trying to coax him in, you stood. “c’monnnnn D, you said you would.” your voice laced with slight desperation, giving him big ol’ puppy eyes.

“ ‘dun look at me like tha’..” he swayed a little where he stood.

a huff left your mouth as you turned toward the tub, giving

thought how nervous he seemed. an idea suddenly sprung into your head.

“what if i got in with you?” the question left your mouth before you could really consider how it might’ve made him feel, you didn’t want him to feel uncomfortable, especially not in front of you at that.

the question seemed to make his head perk up slightly, a slow nod following his reaction. a small smile formed across your face, standing up and walking towards his shorter form. you planted a soft kiss on his hairline and gently shoved him toward the tub, coaxing him to get in it. he complied with your silent request, a small puff of air leaving his chest as he carefully got in and sank down slowly.

while he was busying himself with the tiny bubbles that formed on the surface of the water, you stripped and made your way in with him. the warm water eased his muscles, your body seemed to tensen them right back up again as you slid in behind him.

“relax Dar..” you whispered to him, as if saying anything louder would break the whole moment and wake you up from this amazing dream.

he let out a soft grunt in response, leaning backwards onto your chest.

“as much as i love holding you baby, you need to get clean.” you chuckled into his ear, he thought he was gonna melt at the heavenly sound he’d grown addicted to.

“mm.”

“scoot,” you commanded, and like always, he complied.

no words were spoken after that, all that could be heard was the soft sounds of water splashing and the overhead light flickering. you were busy running your fingers through your boyfriend's hair, getting rid of the knots and tangles as gently as you could. a soft snore could be heard for a moment and you could’ve sworn he fell asleep for a moment. taking his beautiful brown locks into your hands, you slowly lathered the caramel scented shampoo onto his scalp.

your nails scraped against his head carefully, rough enough to remove the dried blood and dirt, but gentle enough that he found himself dozing off once more. after a good moment or so, you kissed his shoulder and rinsed his hair out with the shower head.

putting the conditioner in his hair, you made your way to work on his body. moving with delicacy, you grabbed the loofa you’d been saving for this moment.

“ can s’crub ma’self, ” he huffed, feeling smaller than he felt he should.

“well,” you started, “i’d love to get your back for you!”

he smiled at that, taking the loofa from your hand to scrub the front half of his body with the lavender body soap. your senses were overloaded with a mix of iron and sweet sugary scents. it reminded you of your first time bathing together (you more so than him..), back when you had just arrived at the quarry and were desperate for a quick rinse off in the lake. he had offered to keep watch after you practically begged around for someone to come with and keep watch, albeit he was very hesitant to leave Merle’s side.

you sat along the bank where it was sandy, scrubbing harshly at your skin to get whatever (or rather whomever's) blood off your body. the smell of honey suckles and iron filled your senses, just like the caramel conditioner and iron did now.

a small cough brought you back from your daydreaming, opening your eyes to see him handing you the loofa again. a grin rose to your face and you kissed the top of his shoulder before taking it from his hand. you softly scrubbed his back and you could’ve sworn you heard him purr, you held in a giggle and continued to softly scrub. you’d never bring it up, though the thought of seeing him flushed and red was exciting.

once you were sure all the grime and blood had been lifted and taken off his body you kissed the crown of his head and wrapped your arms around him.

leaning close to his ear you whispered, “gotta rinse off baby.”

“ ‘mm..” he hummed in protest, regardless of the fact he’d already kicked the drain plug down and stood up to get ready and rinse.

—

the rest of the night was spent cuddling up close to Daryl in bed. he refused to let you do his skincare, saying it was “unnecessary and girly.” so you opted for cuddling up to him and shoving your faces in each other's necks to get closer to each other, if that was even possible.

“hey Dar..?” you mumbled quietly, in case he was asleep.

to absolutely no surprise, he mumbled back, “hmm?”

“i love you.”

“…”

“ love ‘ya too angel.”

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A/N: hiii, so this if my first time writing for Daryl and actually uploading it..so i’m terribly sorry if it’s ooc😞🙏🏽 tips & thoughts r very much appreciated!!

[morbidmorbid]

coming here for a sec to say that while i did somewhat enjoy merle’s character and what he was growing to be, it still doesn’t take away from how much of a racist piece of shit he was. like when i see people like, omg i love merle, bring merle back, merle deserved better—or just merle fics i’m like.. alright then! to each their own. anddd while i can understand, i also don’t.

and i get it, it’s just fiction, i get that that element was a part of his character and we aren’t supposed to love him, but idk as a black person that shit just.. eh. i’m sorry!! rewatching twd and just noticing the little racist shit he not only says in general, but especially abt michonne.. yeah i’m cool on him. loved how he was written so perfectly to be a shitbag, loved that a character can have enough substance to make me dislike them, but i’m glad he died.

and i don’t want to sound judgy at all because at the end of the day people can do whatever they want and like whoever they want it’s 100% not my business, but that’s just how i feel about him 😭 please don’t chew me out

[daryl-dixon-daydreams]

I don't know if you ever responded to this or similar question but I was thinking about this today. What makes us like Daryl so much? What his character has that it makes him so likable for you? I'm so curious about your opinion because you spent so much time years now writing him, watching and I would appreciate your response <3

I mean... how much time do you have, anon? hahaha

I'm sure everyone who is a Daryl fan has their own specific, personal reasons for loving the man, but for me it's definitely a combination of many things. Character development is a huge one. We see him go from an angry, hot-headed, brash, somewhat self-centered "kid" in the beginning to a much more level-headed, thoughtful, fiercely loyal, protective, and caring man.

Another is how despite his backstory and start in life, basically being set up to continue the cycle of abuse, he consciously chooses the opposite. The man can be soft and he has a heart of gold. He didn't let what happened to him take up residence in him forever. He genuinely cares about other people and tends to put himself last, even when perhaps he shouldn't. He thinks and feels things deeply, even if he may not speak much to everyone. He isn't perfect, but he's always doing his best.

He's a badass warrior who never gives up (despite all the fucking SHIT he's been through) and will fight tooth and nail, even sacrificing himself for the people he loves.

He's smart and resourceful. No further explanation needed.

Oh, and did I mention that the man is FIIIIINE. Aging like a fine wine too... <3 I could go on, but I have drabbles and fics to write! ;)

[rememberwhouare]

♡ Daryl Dixon ♡

[dixons-sunshine]

Is there somebody who'd be willing to write something for me? I've been feeling down lately and I'm in desperate need of some Daryl fluff, but everytime I try to write this idea I have, I shoot point blank every time. Obviously I won't force anyone to write something for me, but I'd really appreciate it.

[psych0ruinz]

I love when the watching the walking dead and a man just sluts it up loser style!!! best part, even better if they are slutting it up loser style covered in blood!!!!

[your-death-will-be-my-art]

The Walking Dead Daryl Dixon 1.01 "L'ame Perdue"

[angeldear24]

how has it taken me this long to hear daryl tofa’s version of little brother?! IM TWEAKING THAT MAN CAN SINGGGGG