#rick x reader x daryl

[heathermason6060]

Masterlist

Daryl Dixon

Matchmaker Merle: Smut

Missing Matchmaker Merle: Smut

Teeth and Pearl Earrings: Smut

Teeth and Pearl Earings P2: Smut

Stars in the Dark: Smut

Fingers in your Mouth: NSFW

Three-hour Drive in Two: Smut

Teasing will get you Somewhere: Smut

God Bless the Horny French: Smut

Rick Grimes

Trophies: Smut

Rick and Daryl

And There was only One Bed: Smut

Note

In all of these fanfics the reader is on birth control and none of the characters have STDs because it's my perfect universe and creampies are the bomb dot com.

I don't like writing fics involving pregnancy or kids, but I'd be willing to if the idea is good enough.

Some fics will contain drug and alcohol use, but consent is never an issue in that aspect.

If you want to be added to my tag list, you can comment here, to make it more organized!

[sinsandsweetness]

*smacks both hands on the table* rickyl size kink! Reader can barely handle one of their dicks let alone both!

(Anon, i’m obsessed with you)

You would have been fine in any other position. Well, maybe not fine. But definitely not gasping for air and griping the sheets the way Rick has you now. Propped up on a few pillows, legs up on his shoulders, opening you right up. Fucking you so hard and deep it almost hurts. And you can actually fucking feel him in your stomach. Especially when he leans back and puts his hand right above your pelvis, gently pushing down on your skin. And the feeling makes your eyes roll back. Holy shit.

“Ah- I can’t - Rick’s’toomuch!” You push at his stomach even though you know he would never let up.

“What’s that, sweetheart?”

“I can’t- can’t take it.”

“Mmm but you took it so well the other night, remember?”

You nod, biting back a rather pathetic moan.

“So what’s different now?” He slows down, still thrusting just as deep and just as hard, but slower. Letting you catch your breath and focus back in on the feeling of him filling you up. Brushing your g-spot with every stroke.

“She misbehavin’?” A voice comes from the doorway, leaned against the frame in a leather jacket. Daryl smirks at the sight in front of him. Both of your flushed faces, and naked bodies turning to face him.

“I’m not sure… she’s tryna tell me she can’t take it,” Rick mocks you in a whiney voice. He turns back to you and licks his lips. “Even though we both know that she definitely can.”

Daryl let’s out a dry laugh, peeling his jacket off and approaching the bed.

“We know exactly how much you can take sweetheart. No sense in lying’ about it.” He says as he tugs his jeans off and motions at Rick to move you. To reposition. And when you look down, he’s already hard as a rock. Standing tall and intimidating. Butterflies erupting as you realize very quickly that they’re gonna show you just how much you can take. Or can’t. They’ll decide.

Soon enough, Daryl’s hands are gripping your waist and he’s bullying his way into your ass, forcing you to sit right flush with his lap. Rick still holding your legs open wide, his movements at a still though, letting you get used to the two dicks splitting you open. Filling you up and making you squirm. The pressure of Daryls cock added onto the already very well endowed one you’d been taking only moments before, it was… overwhelming. And once they started fucking you, actually pumping in and out, Rick took Daryl’s hand from your waist and pressed it to the spot he was pushing on before. The spot where he could feel his own bulge, all the way in your stomach. And now Daryl could. Palm pressed flat on your lower belly, pushing down and making both you and Rick moan in unison. Fuckin’ hell.

“Always take us so well. So fuckin’ full aren’t you?” He whispers, wet lips brushing your ear. Tears forming at the stimulation that you’re receiving. The pressure on your g-spot that definitely makes your breath hitch. And the intensity of being so full is borderline torture. But you don’t even want them to stop. You’re way too close to risk complaining. To risk them thinking you actually can’t take it.

[livingdeadblondequeen]

You said you were writing a Murphy/Connor/Reader fic but would you every consider doing a Daryl/Reader/Rick one? with Rick & Daryl together or not

I have thought about it but the muse has not struck me hard enough to come up with a good idea to write it. I do like the idea of the three of them.

You should check out the writings of @minervadashwood, @green-eyedladywrites, and @hannibals-favourite-meal who have written them!

[shoot1ngst4r]

going out of your way to search up [insert character] ANGST and all you get is smut

[moonxnite]

y’all ever fantasize about a fictional character a little too hard to the point you’re convinced you should be admitted to a mental hospital?

[ruerecs]

PSA! you don't have to have smut in your fic to make it good.

for all the butthurt people in my reblogs, i’m literally a writer too. that’s literally why i made this post, never said you shouldn’t. just said you don’t have to? (all the people complaining about this post just know i’m laughing at your replies🙂‍↕️)

[sleepyangelkami]

smut's fun. have you ever read soul crushing, heart aching, head throbbing comfort that makes your eyes burn out of your head to the point where you just have to crawl into a ball because your inner child feels so safe? haha... yeah smuts fun.

[natti-ice]

in another universe, your favorite characters are reading fanfic about you. Feel special.

[realangelahernandez]

I’m so sad… time for an x reader fan fiction

[movidita]

18+ mdni

You were supposed to be on a run. Looking for food.

When they invited you to accompany them you were more than shocked. They always said no, claiming it was too dangerous for you.

You should’ve know you hadn’t actually come out here to look for food.

Of course you were going to end up exactly how you are now.

Your knees were pressed into the old stained backseats of the aged car you were in.

The moonlight reflecting on your bare body.

One man fucking you from behind and one fucking you from in front.

Daryl bringing your hips back to meet his, fingers borderline bruising you.

His length stretching and abusing your hole. His hands occasionally coming down to leave his handprint on your asscheek.

All whilst choking on Rick’s cock. The one that had been forcing you to take him all. Take every inch of him.

The harsh grip on your hair as he pushed your head down so far that tears were streaming down your cheeks.

Doing your best to keep him pleasured.

His fingers tangled in your long locks, watching as you gagged around him.

“God, you look like an angel. Taking us both so well.”

Rick pushed your head down further, pinching your nose just so he could watch you struggle to breathe.

Watch your face turn red as your fingers dug into his thighs- no doubt leaving marks.

He knew if you wanted to stop you’d tap out. But you didn’t.

Tits jiggling back and forth with Daryl’s rough thrusts.

You continued to gag and cry.

Rick eventually pulled out of your mouth.

Smirking at you gasping for air as you spluttered.

Drool and the man’s cum dripping down your chin.

“Fuck, baby. You okay?” The man in front leant down to your level.

Watching as you struggle to nod. Daryl’s movements not stopping. Your orgasm building up as his balls slapped against your clit.

The praise and degradation the two switched back and forth on only pushing you further to the edge.

His thrusts becoming sloppy and both of you came at the same time.

“Shit, girl.” He panted, pulling out and watching as a mixture of yours and his cum spill out of you. Pussy spasming as you struggle to think straight.

“Oh my god.” You whine. Head dropping onto Rick’s thigh and your body collapsing onto the worn seat.

Thankfully, they gave you a moment to adjust.

But just a moment.

The sheriff’s hand gripped your jaw, bringing your face to level with his. “Gonna give us one more, right sweetheart?”

Both men watched your eyes widen.

You shake your head, tears brimming at your lash line yet again. “No more.” You pant.

“Come on, we know you can.” The archer helped position you exactly how they wanted.

Straddling Rick’s lap with Daryl behind you.

Rick helped you sink down on his length, guiding your body slowly until you were full with him for the second time that night.

Mouth parted in ecstasy and a tiny bit of pain as you adjust to the angle.

The man behind you already lined up with your back entrance.

Waiting until you gave him the okay and when you did, he didn’t waste a second before he had pushed in. Stretching the tight muscle, letting out whimpers and whines.

Both of the men stilling when you let out a harsh cry.

Your head dropping into the crook of Rick’s neck. Planting a few kisses there.

Before you knew it, both men were fucking up into you at a torturous pace.

Tears soaking the man’s t-shirt, crinkled from how hard you were gripping onto him.

“Mmphm.” You moan into his shoulder.

“Such a fucking slut, hm?”

You were supposed to be on a run. Looking for food.

[hisbuni]

i just know they hit that one spot. every time. each thrust.

[sinsandsweetness]

Please can u do a rickyl breeding kink. Like they see how she looks after Judith and it makes them want to take turns filling her up ❤️❤️

TAKING TURNS

(Rick & Daryl x fem!reader)

warnings- 18+ content, breeding kink obv, smut, creampies, FMM threesome, taking turns, mentions of getting reader pregnant, pregnancy and unprotected p in v. kinda fluffy and not rlly proofread…

notes- first time writing a breeding kink so… let me know how it is:) reblogs and comments are very much appreciated <3

Daryl nudges his friend, taking a sip of the bottle of water in front of him. “Quit starin’ .” He hisses, breaking Rick’s gaze away from you. Sitting all pretty, on a rug in his cell. Judith sitting right in front of you, a little, blue rattle keeping her attention as you talk to her. Your sweet, soft voice, mumbling quiet little praises at her. And she won’t stop grabbing for your hand or your hair or the rattle as she babbles away.

��M’not… staring…��� Rick mumbles.

“I can practically see your dick getting hard. Pick your jaw up off the floor, yeah?” Daryl says, pretending that he’s not just as guilty. They both glance back over and rake their eyes over the shape of your body. The way your tank top cups your breasts, and your shorts hug your hips. And most importantly, how fucking attractive you are, smiling and blowing kisses at the 5 month old in front of you. How… maternal. It was driving both the boys a little crazy.

Daryl can’t help but imagine you holding his own mini me. A little boy with his eyes and your hair. And definitely Daryl’s attitude.

For Rick, seeing how good you are with his baby girl, it made his heart swell. Feeding her and playing with her, always being the one to know exactly what she needs. Seeing just how natural it comes to you. How he knows you’d be a good mom one day. How he wants to be the one to make you a mom one day.

“Like you’re any better.” Rick shoots back, his voice tearing Daryl out of his daydream. Both men still staring. And as you look over, they both straighten up. You wave the rattle at them and give a sweet smile, returning your attention to a talkative Judith quickly after.

“Fuck.” They both mumble in unison.

“It’s hard enough having no condoms around here. And then she’s gotta go ahead n’…”

“Make you actually wanna put a baby in her?” Daryl finishes Rick’s sentence for him. Whether it was what he was going to say, or just what he’s really thinking, it didn’t matter. It was true.

Ricks jaw clenches at the thought and he actually has to look away. The front of his jeans are all tight and his cheeks turn warm.

“She’s gettin’ a little fussy,” Both boys turn around to you walking over, holding a crying Judith. “Think she might need daddy to put her to bed.”

Rick has to bite his tongue at that comment. Taking his baby girl from your arms, and she seems to calm down fairly quick in his arms.

“Thanks,” he shifts Judith onto his hip and leans down to your ear to whisper, “You, uh… you stayin’ up or headin’ to bed?”

You smile at him all knowingly. “I could stay up if it means I get to see you a little longer…”

Rick nervously chews his lip and gives you a weak smile as he heads off to his cell, to calm Judith down and put her in her crib.

Daryl clears his throat and you turn to face him.

“What?” You kind of half laugh, as his hand starts playing with the hem of your shorts. “Nothin.” He bites back a smile. “Wanna get outta here?” He jokes, hand making it’s way up your waist, thumb brushing your nipple through the thin fabric of your tank.

“Um…” you look over, distracted by the curtain closing in the doorway of Rick’s cell.

“Hey, look.” Daryl grabs your attention and your hand, starting off towards your own cell. “He’s gonna be a minute. We’ll just get started without him. I’m sure he won’t mind.”

And he didn’t. Didn’t mind at all. Walking in on the two of you. Laying on your back, shorts already gone, with your legs wrapped around Daryl’s waist. An elbow by your face, propping him up so he could kiss you all slow and sloppy. Little grunts and moans falling from the two of you as he ground against you, nice and gently. The lace of your panties rubbing so deliciously in between your clit and his crotch.

“M- more-” you stutter, not realizing that you have extra company.

“Think that can be arranged, don’t you Daryl?” Ricks voice startles the both of you, turning to see him unbuttoning his dress shirt, knee dipping into the mattress, dangerously close. You swallow hard, lips all wet and swollen. Daryl’s shirt already peeled off and on the ground.

“One’s not enough for you is it, baby? Gotta have two cocks filling you right up. Ain’t that right?” Rick asks, leaning in for a hot, open mouthed kiss that you accept so graciously, hands going to the back of his neck and pulling him into the tangle of limbs on the squeaky bunk bed.

“Mhm.” You agree against his tongue, Daryl pulling at your panties and the two men take their turns. One kissing you, lips trailing down your neck and nipping little marks on to your breasts as the other fucks you so good and hard. And your begging for them as quietly as you can, hoping not to wake anyone up.

“What’s that? Gotta speak up, sweetheart.” Daryl tells you as Ricks dick pumps in to you at a harsh pace, a little whimper leaving your mouth before you can even answer.

“Want you- wanna cum.”

“I didn’t get quite that, did you?” Rick turns to Daryl, who’s biting his lip, trying not to laugh, “You wanna cum, sweetie? Or you want us to?”

“B-both please. Please.” You whine, grabbing onto both of their arms, grip tightening as you feel your orgasm begin to approach.

“Gonna fill you up nice and good, baby. Get you so full of cum, you won’t even know which one of us got you pregnant.”

And your eyes widen at Ricks words. Starting to shake your head ‘no’ but Daryl interrupts you with a kiss.

“Don’t you want it? Tell us how bad you want it, princess.” He orders against your lips. Demanding a price for your orgasm.

“Yes… I want it, Dare,” you whine, arching your back as Ricks tip continues to abuse your g-spot.

“You can do better then that.” He says, leaning back and admiring the sight of you getting absolutely railed. Legs folded to your chest, and your pearly, white juices dripping onto the sheets.

The sight makes his cock twitch and he thinks he could cum right there.

“Want it so bad. Want your cum, Dare. Want- uh- want you to fill me up, please.”

“Mmm, that’s better.” Daryl says, grabbing you by the foot and kissing the inside of your calf. Spreading you open to watch you get cream-pied by his best friend.

“Put- put a baby in me, Rick.” You whimper, eyes rolling back and you reach your climax. Feeling his own hips stuttering immediately, the comment clearly sending him over the edge. Burying himself deep in your cunt as he cums with a groan. Pulling out and switching positions with Daryl. A little grumble of, “I’m going first next time, asshole.” Coming from his lips, before he slides right into you. Giving you zero recovery time before he starts fucking you, the sound of your juices and Ricks cum, squelching and mixing, fills the air. And you can’t help but moan. Ricks thumb makes its way to your clit, rubbing from side to side as Daryl whispers filthy praises, telling you how pretty you’d look carrying his baby. How nice and pregnant you’ll be as soon as their done with you. And you go along with it, too fucked out to argue. Reaching another quick and shaky orgasm. Daryl following immediately after, plunging his own seed into you.

A sticky mess coats your thighs as the two start to get all dressed. A slight flash of worry on their faces in realizing what they actually did. Having come down from their highs, and thinking a little clearer.

You try not to laugh as the two of them chew their lips, grabbing a blanket and cleaning their dirty, little mess up from your thighs.

“What?” Daryl asks, noticing your shit eating grin.

“You guys know that I’m on the pill right…?” And you can’t help but giggle at their reaction.

As much as the the thought of getting you pregnant got the two men going, relief flooded their faces as they both leaned in to attack your cheeks with kisses.

“Some day though, right?” Daryl asks, hoping that your words earlier, weren’t just for show.

“Of course.” You peck both men’s lips, and pull on their arms, forcing them to snuggle up on the tiny mattress. They chat among themselves and trace little patterns onto your back as you try and fall asleep. Dreaming of someday, when a little Rick and Daryl will be running around and causing chaos in your future home.

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[winchesterswhore]

do you ever look at a man and think i need you in the most disgusting, vile, pathetic, animalistic, disturbing, vulgar and morally questionable way possible

[moonxnite]

I smile like an idiot when I see my man, who’s not my man, on my television screen.

[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 🙂‍↕️

[psychotic-star-girl]