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hannyhann · 1 day ago

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Daryl Dixon Headcanons (I’m back!!)

hey guys !! I’m back <333 I’ve been working so much I wanted to spoil yall with some more daryl head canons. I’m getting back in the groove of my routine so I’ll be able to physically be able to post instead of reposting. enjoy !! let me know if you have any requests for fics

Daryl would take off his jacket and give it to you when you’re on watch, you’d tell him he needs it and he’s like “nah, take it”

Daryl kissing you’re arm, hand, and knuckles when he’s stressed out >>>>

If you’d be chubby in this world (much like me) you’d be ashamed but Daryl would reassure you that it doesn’t matter anymore

Daryl would love you’re curves and impurities

On Hershel’s farm, Daryl would beg Hershel for him to give you a bed or couch to sleep in

Hershel would agree, but he’d never tell you Daryl gave that request

At the prison you would make Daryl ramen and he’d gobble it up and you’d go “it’s just ramen” but to him it’s so much more because nobody has ever served him before

Daryl would start pining for you first

He would stare at you from a distance because he’s so shy

Despite this he’s the one that makes the first move by kissing you on Hershel’s farm

Daryl would fall for you at the CDC

He starts falling for you after seeing you drinking wine, brushing through you’re freshly wet hair, and looking in the mirror with a long hoodie

The cherry on top for Daryl would be when you crawl in bed with him

He would be like “what’re you doin?” And you’d be like “I can’t sleep” and instead of pushing you away he’d take a deep breathe from nerves and go “mm stay”

Daryl and you would be inseparable

This man would take on a whole army for you

You would be pregnant with Daryl’s baby, you would give birth on the road on the way to Alexandria, Aaron of course seeing this and putting formula in the road

Rick would think it’s poison and Daryl would threaten to kill him or anyone if they try to take it, especially for the baby

As soon as you arrive in Alexandria, the baby would be brought to the doctors to be checked out. Daryl would stick by him/her the whole time. Deanna would say “I don’t know how but it’s a miracle they and you’re wife made it”

Daryl would be such a girl dad

He’d try so hard to protect Alexandria to make it safe for you and you’re child

This is all I have for now, I hope yall enjoy 🥰🥰 I’ll be sure to give as many update as I can !!

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darylsgarden · 2 days ago

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Pairing - Daryl Dixon × Bimbo reader

" In an out in 10 minutes. Got it?"

You nodded

"Only medicines, food if we can find any and clothes if there's time left"

"Got it Daryl"

Daryl knew it was not the best idea to send you off on your own in the other direction, because the last time he did this, you had spent most of your time finding "the perfect pair of heels" which you could use nowhere in the apocalypse. The time before that you had busied yourself in trying out the cutest little pink 2 piece top you could find and when he had questioned you regarding it your only explanation was "But it's pink Daryl 🥺🩷" Well he couldn't really be mad about the pink top because to cool of his anger you had let him fuck you stupid in the said top adding onto the precious time he had lost to that top.

You really did not plan on straying away from your list this time.

Antibiotics - Check

Gauze pieces - Check

Sanitizer - Check

Empty syringes - Check

And a whole lot of other stuff that wasn't yet expired you filled it in your sac.

Then on the way to the food mart there was a store. Well a clothing store. And the mannequin had on the sexiest dress.

*Daryl said clothes in the end* you repeated to yourself several times, but it was almost that the dust clad dress was calling onto you.

"Ughh Daryl's gonna be so mad" you said to yourself as you entered the doors of the brand store that was once considered luxury.

Some of the dresses were in their plastic bag coverings so you didn't really have to worry about the dust. After a bit of searching you found a dress similar to the one on the mannequin. It was magnificent. Straps so delicate, a low neck that wouldn't cover much and it was perfect around your waist, highlighted your curves just the way you wanted. You had 2 choices - 1) to quickly shove it in your bag and run towards the food mart, 2) Try it on and look pretty and pray and hope Daryl didn't find you wearing it. You chose the second 🎀

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Daryl had finished off clearing the top floor and now he was on his way down, hoping to find you by the food mart. The moment he entered the food mart and couldn't pick up on a single sound he knew you weren't there yet because honestly you were clumsy as fuck. So he began walking outward when he saw the clothing store and it didn't take him a lot of time to figure out where you were. He swung the huge glass doors only to find you admiring yourself in the mirror. The tiny thing you called a dress barely covering anything, and the heels with white bows that you had picked to go with it, making you stand almost as tall as Daryl.

"Dary...Daryll"

"Shut up"

"I'm sorry"

"I hope ya know yer punishment"

You nodded

"Mmhm go on then" he said motioning to a flat sofa in the store

"Go on now, Ya know, how I like ya"

" The dress is delicate, don't be rough🥺"

"The dress will be fine sweetheart, the only thing I'm gonna be rough with is ya"

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Part 2 ?

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wolvietxt · 2 days ago

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𝓭ay 𝓷ineteen.

daryl dixon and almost confession.

it had been a pattern for weeks now - moments where it felt like everything was about to change, where one of you was just a breath away from finally saying it. but then, without fail, one of you would pull back, leaving the words unspoken and the air thick with what-ifs.

daryl was standing by the fire, a few feet away from where you were sitting on an overturned crate. the evening was cool, the sun dipping below the treetops, casting long shadows across the campsite. the others had wandered off to settle in for the night, leaving the two of you in a rare moment of quiet.

you glanced at him, catching the way the firelight flickered across his face, highlighting the scruff on his jaw and the furrow in his brow. there was something about daryl that always seemed tense, like he was ready to spring into action at any moment. but when he looked at you, that roughness softened just a little, and the guarded expression would slip, if only for a heartbeat.

“you know,” you said, breaking the silence, “you don’t always have to play watchman. you could actually sit down and relax for a change.”

daryl’s gaze flicked to you, a small, almost imperceptible smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “ain’t in me to relax,” he muttered, but there was no bite to his words. he stepped closer, nudging the toe of your boot with his. “’sides, somebody’s gotta make sure you don’t wander off and get yourself into trouble.”

“me?” you scoffed, though the warmth in your chest betrayed how much his concern meant to you. “i think i’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself, thank you very much.”

“sure you are,” he replied, his tone laced with affection that you’d grown to recognize, though he never outright said it. he crouched down beside you, his hands resting on his knees, and for a moment, the closeness made your pulse quicken.

there it was again - that feeling, like the two of you were standing on the edge of something. you could say it now, just a few words would change everything. you parted your lips to speak, but as the words reached the tip of your tongue, doubt rushed in. what if saying it meant losing him?

daryl’s gaze lingered on you, his expression unreadable. “you all right?” he asked, his voice soft, almost hesitant.

“yeah,” you replied, the moment slipping through your fingers once again. “just… thinkin’.”

it wasn’t the first time this had happened. little moments would catch you off guard - like when you’d both been out hunting, and daryl’s hand had settled on your lower back to steady you as you climbed over some fallen trees. the touch had lingered just a bit too long, sending your heart racing, but when you’d looked back at him, he’d quickly withdrawn, muttering something about keeping your balance.

then there was the time when you had gotten a nasty scrape on your arm, and daryl had insisted on cleaning and bandaging it himself. his touch had been careful, his brow furrowed in concentration, and his fingers lingered on your skin, tracing the line of the bandage as if to make sure it was perfect.

“could’ve done that myself, you know,” you had said, trying to keep your voice steady.

“i know,” he’d replied, his voice gruff as usual, but the way he looked at you told a different story - one that was unspoken, but felt just as deeply.

tonight was no different. there was an unspoken understanding between you, a line that you kept brushing against but never dared to cross. it was frustrating, to say the least, especially when daryl was sitting so close, his shoulder brushing against yours.

“why do you do that?” you asked suddenly, the question slipping out before you could stop it.

“do what?” he replied, glancing at you with a curious tilt to his head.

“you’re always… taking care of me,” you said, your voice dropping to a murmur. “even when i don’t really need it.”

he was quiet for a moment, his gaze shifting to the ground between his boots. “reckon somebody’s gotta look out for you,” he mumbled, his voice barely audible. “you’re always thinkin’ ’bout everybody else.”

you felt a swell of emotion in your chest, something sweet and aching all at once. “you don’t have to, though,” you said softly. “i mean, you’re always looking out for the group. you don’t have to look out for me, too.”

daryl’s gaze snapped back to yours, and there was something raw in his eyes, a vulnerability that he rarely showed. “maybe i want to,” he said, his voice roughened by emotion, but he quickly averted his eyes again, the moment slipping away before you could grasp it.

the days passed, and the pull between you and daryl only grew stronger, as if some invisible force was drawing you closer, daring you to finally cross that line. but with each near-confession, the fear of what might be lost if things didn’t work out kept you both retreating at the last second.

one evening, after a long day of scavenging and reinforcing the camp’s defenses, you found yourselves sitting together again, the fire crackling softly in the cool night air. there was a comfortable silence between you, but the unspoken feelings lingered like a weight neither of you knew how to lift.

“you’ve been quiet today,” you remarked, nudging him gently with your elbow. “somethin’ on your mind?”

“nah,” daryl grunted, though his tone suggested otherwise. he rubbed the back of his neck, his gaze flickering over to where you sat. “just… tired, i guess.”

“i get that,” you replied, leaning back and staring up at the stars. “sometimes it feels like there’s no end to this.”

he let out a low, thoughtful hum, but didn’t say anything else. you glanced at him, watching the way the firelight danced in his eyes, and you couldn’t help but feel a pull - a longing to finally break through whatever wall seemed to keep holding you back.

“daryl,” you began, your voice trembling slightly, “there’s something i - ”

“don’t,” he interrupted, his voice suddenly sharper than you expected, and it made your heart sink. but before you could draw away completely, he reached for your hand, squeezing it gently. “i just - ” he hesitated, his thumb brushing over your knuckles, “don’t know how to say it.”

“say what?” you breathed, the words barely a whisper.

he looked at you, really looked at you, like he was searching for something in your expression that would give him the courage to speak. “just… sometimes i think you’re too good for this world,” he murmured. “too good for me.”

you felt your breath hitch in your throat, and before you could stop yourself, you leaned in, closing the distance between you. “you don’t get to decide that,” you said softly, your voice carrying a mix of tenderness and resolve.

his hand tightened around yours as if to anchor himself, his gaze flicking down to your lips. “you sure ’bout this?” he asked, his voice low and gravelly.

“i’ve been sure for a long time,” you confessed, leaning closer until your noses almost brushed.

there was a beat of hesitation - a final moment of doubt - before daryl finally closed the gap, his lips capturing yours in a kiss that was equal parts hesitant and fervent, as though he had been holding back for far too long and couldn’t bear it any longer.

his hands found their way to your waist, pulling you closer as the kiss deepened, a quiet desperation in the way his mouth moved against yours. it wasn’t just a kiss; it was a confession of all the things that had gone unsaid, a promise that neither of you would have to wonder anymore.

when you finally pulled back, you were both breathless, your foreheads resting against each other’s. “i’ve liked you for so damn long,” you whispered, a small, breathy laugh escaping your lips.

daryl’s hands tightened on your hips, his eyes darkened with lingering desire. “should’ve told me sooner,” he murmured, his voice thick and low. “could’ve been kissin’ you a hell of a lot longer.”

you grinned, threading your fingers through his hair as you leaned in to kiss him again, this time with more intent, your lips parting slightly to taste him deeper, a suggestive edge to the way your mouth molded to his.

“we’ve got plenty of time to make up for it now,” you whispered against his lips, and he responded by pulling you even closer, as if to promise that he wasn’t letting go any time soon.

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