#the walking dead final season spoilers

[linusbenjamin]

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[zombiewhor3]

CAMP

daryl dixon x fem reader .

WARNINGS: reader is of age, fem masurbation, caught masturbation, breast play, oral sex (fem receiving), fluid consumption (cum only), penetrative sex, teasing, begging, praise, slight handjob, after care

she sat on the edge of the garden looking to see Carol and the scruffy redneck speaking to a small teenage boy, one with glasses and was quite scrawny, it was a person she had often seen hanging around Carl and a few other kids while she helped Carol at story time.

She could see them talking barely even being able to pick up on the conversation from her distance sitting on the garden bed, she could hear a few murmurs and well a few scraps of words but her mind focused on something other than their words.

She had watched Daryl lick his fingers clean before shaking the scrawny boy's hand, she muttered a softness of profanity underneath her breath wishing she could relive the moment she just saw.

his muscles flexed as he roughly shook the kids hand, his tattoo on his shoulder blade was now visible from the shirt he had used his dagger on to cut the sleeves off.

She remembered watching him do it, she remembered watching his hands flex each time he was stripping the fabric from each arm of the shirt, she had stared at him the entire time he was sitting in their shared cell room.

He had noticed her staring out of the corner of his eye while he was cutting up his shirts? How could he not, he had eyed her while she licked her lips clean watching him hunched over breaking a sweat in the hot prison room, he didn't mind, he never did. He enjoyed her eyes gawking at him and following him wherever he went.

Daryl looked over at her staring this time it was even more blantant as she had her legs crossed squeezing each time she looked at him.

he watched her eyes trail down to the dirt splotches on her jeans as she acted like she had just been staring down at her lap the entire time instead of the tattered hunter.

he let a small smirk fly onto his mouth before using his hand to wipe it away, he hadn't needed Carol to ask questions about why he was smiling or who he was even smiling for.

he could see her get up as her face was a messed up rose tone almost like she was embarrassed or even flustered from just the graze from his eyes, and it was true. She couldn't help but get flustered even when he did the smallest of things.

She could feel a sense of flutters inside her chest whenever he looked at her, whenever his hand skimmed hers it was like an erotica she knew wasn't real, it was an erotic she had dreamt about one that she wished at the bottom of her heart hadn't just been a fantasy of hers.

she had gone back inside of their cell block wandering to their shared cell and closing not just the curtain but the door along with it, she had the keys rested on his workbench looking over at his shirt that had dangled off of the tampered metal.

she could feel a slight gush in her heart as she slipped her hands into her jeans feeling the wet spot he had caused in her panties just from looking at her, she slipped her hand into the cotton of her panties biting down on her lip as she used her middle finger to draw small circles over her needy clit.

she prayed he would be stuck on perimeter duty with glenn like usual, she couldn't help but run her mind over the way he had sucked his fingers off, or the way his muscles would flex as he lifted something or when he was out hunting how his ass would look so good in the patched up blue jeans he wore.

she let out a meek mewl on accident feeling as she pumped two fingers inside of her cunt, she bit down onto her lip even harder to try and keep the sound in.

but her soft squeals somehow managed to slip each time her fingers would curl hitting her g-spot just perfectly, she had been making sure to give the same amount of attention to her clit acting as if it weren't her fingers anymore but yet instead his.

She was thinking about how good he would've felt inside her, how well he would've finger fucked her until she was left raw and throbbing.

She was almost surely over her edge once she thought about the way he looked so fucking good in those shirts he had chopped up himself.

She had let out a soft moan before feeling her orgasm arise in her, just a few more spins of her fingers over her clit and she was surely to spill over the top, just thinking about the boy who slept above her each night.

He noticed the curtain and the door closed, which probably meant she was sleeping, he rattled his spare keys softly as he unlocked the door pulling back the curtain to see her with her head tossed back into the pillows biting down on her lip with her hand in her pants letting out a soft moan of his name.

"jesus christ" he murmured under his breath which had caught her attention making her pull her hand away from out of her jeans,

"i thought you were on a perimeter check!" she asked trying to hide her embarrassment from it all, she

"rick and maggie are doing it" he spoke calmly while closing his eyes as he held his hand over his crotch trying not to remember that he had heard his name being spilled from her mouth.

"i'm sorry daryl i really am" she stood up from the bed trying to walk past him but his hand stopped her.

"saw ya staring at me at breakfast and i know ya like it" he spoke pulling a piece of her hair back behind her ear watching her shiver, she nodded her head with a soft but yet mumbled 'mhm'

she wasn't sure whether he was toying with her let alone she hadn't had the right words to speak, instead she watched his eyes in a haze watching his pupils grow dark.

he let out a gruff laugh before forcing her eyes to look up at him, "why'd ya stop" he asked skimming his fingers over the waistband of her jeans feeling her body shiver, not a shiver of fear but yet a suspense she could feel building inside her.

she took a step so she could lay back on his bed watching him pull off his cut up shirt and his vest tossing it to center of his workbench, his hands fiddled at his belt before soonly tossing that off to, he kicked off his boots hearing them clatter to the floor.

his hands pressed into the mattress while he dangled above her, "what if the others hear us" she asked making sure she wouldn't be caught for the second time.

"all outside or doing their chores, tyresse offered to cover mine" he spoke watching as his hands glided up her torso to pull off her shirt, she let out a soft sigh of the relief from him unhooking her bra watching as her breasts rested and nipples grew hard.

he threw off her jeans looking down to see her panties, a wet spot had formed but now even bigger from his touch, he licked his lips before propping himself up with her body so that he could lick her breasts, she felt his tongue lick over each of her nipples making sure to give each of her breasts the same amount of attention,

she could feel his tongue drag itself slowly down before skimming past her navel, he nibbled at the fabric of her underwear taking in the smell of the fresh cotton, she let out a gasp feeling his fingers remove the fabric from her body tucking them into his pocket,

"bet ya taste so fuckin good" he spoke watching as her hips bucked in a gushful manner, almost like she was dying for him to taste her,

she let out a meek whine as she was already starting to tangle her fingers in his scruffy hair, she loved the feeling of it running through the skin of her fingers as it tickled her palm.

His tongue licked up one clear stripe against her cunt making him hold onto her hips forcing them to stay down surely leaving bruises on them with his thumbs,

he continued to suck gently, swirling his tongue around her clit making her jump softly almost bucking like a wild stallion if it weren't for his grip on her.

She could feel him murmur something against her dripping cunt, his words had sent a shriveling vibration throughout her core,

she let out a mumble of profanity once more feeling his tongue flick over her clit moving so fast that she could already feel the knot in her stomach starting to loosen.

"oh god daryl" she moaned softly squeezing her thighs around his head so that she could get more of him, his tongue grazed over her hole making her jump slightly, "taste so fuckin good" he mumbled against her just loud enough for her to hear,

she felt like she was dancing in the stars from his tongue, her cunt felt weak falling into him like she was ready to give him everything,

"dar i'm gonna cum" she whimpered gripping onto his shoulders, now he was only flicking and sucking faster just so he could watch her topple over the edge like she had done before.

he could feel a river of juices gush onto her face as he completed his goal, he had made sure to try and lick up every worthy drop that had spilled from her needy cunt,

"oh god" she mumbled as her eyes stayed glued to the man licking his fingers in-front of her, she could feel a flutter shoot up though her body as she prayed this all wasn't some sick dream where she'd be left in a puddle of her own wetness from the dream.

he slipped down his jeans to see the tented black boxers, his cock was practically begging to be broken free, she could feel him twitch softly as her hands ran down him to slip off his boxers,

she ran her thumb over his cock, he was long and quite thick it made her shutter as she wiping some of the pre-cum onto the pad of her thumb licking it clean earning a lick from his lips as he watched her.

just before pumping her hands around him he let out a sputtered gasp while stopping her, he liked the sensation but he needed a stronger one, one like her tight cunt that would fill the missing lust in his void.

she could feel him stop her while his hands pushed down on her hips pushing her back down into the thin mattress below them, his thumbs spun circles against her hip bone as he had thought about tasting her sweet cunt again, but instead he was placing a delicate trail of hickies just above her navel.

she mumbled something as she felt his shoulder blades flex as her hands gripped onto them, "need ya so bad" he murmured against the skin he had been delicately marking.

she whined pressing her hands further into him as she grew even needier for his touch, he could tell she was eager by the way her hips bucked and the sweet whines slipping off her tongue, every sound she made, made his cock twitch almost like he was just as eager to feel the walls built around her.

The tip of his cock had been smeared in her juices as he teased her wet slit, he could feel the warm soak into him as he let out a soft sigh wanting to shove her full of him.

her hands gripped at the flimsy cheap white linen messily placed on the bed, she could feel him lean down just so he could whisper something to her just so he could ask her to beg for him,

"tell me watcha need sweetheart" he spoke slipping a piece of her hair behind her ear, he could hear a whine come from in-between her lips but that wasn't enough he needed to hear her say it,

he pulled his cock away from her slit finally hearing her speak up, "i need you dar please" she whimpered feeling as his cock slid in perfectly inside of her pussy, he reached out to grab her hand once he heard her let out a soft hiss from his size.

he could feel her soaked walls already having an impact on him, her mouth laid agape while she could feel some of his hair dangle down onto her face sending a shiver through her,

"oh god move please" she begged at him feeling as he started off slow pressing down into her hand as he felt her nails at the top of his hand sending a slight sharp prickle through the skin,

he thrusted faster feeling her body fit like a glove onto his cock, he could hear her cry out as she wrapped her legs around his bag lifting them up higher so she could feel him deeper in her.

he let out a grunt against the crook of her neck feeling her call out his name again, "daryl" she cried using her other hand to dig into the mattress feeling as the pressure built up in her.

"god ya cry so fuckin pretty" he mumbled into her as she could feel her walls clench around his member making him shudder while he used most of his force to thrust himself into her.

she let out a loud series of moans, so loud she was sure the entire damn prison inside and out must've heard them, he should've covered her mouth to keep the noise down but hearing her moans and cries was to good, to good for him to keep away.

he sucked on the tender skin of her jawline feeling her gulp as she squeezed down on his hand, "oh god i'm so close" she whimpered at him feeling him increase his pace, as their wet hips collided he was letting out his own trail of noises against her.

once satisfied with his work on her jawline he lifted himself up just enough so that he could see her eyes clench and see the pretty mouth that had been letting out all the noises,

she could feel the knot in her stomach wanting to untie itself from her core, it wanted to spill out onto his cock and make itself a mess all for him to take in.

she could feel the knot hanging by a thread as she used both of her hands to claw at his back leaving small crescent shapes from her nails in his skin, he groaned feeling her nails pierce her but yet he liked the sensation, the feeling of being so close to her.

she was cock drunk a moaning mess unable to keep herself under control now she was blubbering and whining his name while she bucked up her hips feeling him use of his hands to grope at her breasts before speaking to her.

"c'mon baby cum for me" he whispered rubbing his hand over each of her nipples to divide the attention to both, she could feel the hot gush of her juices pouring onto his abdomen while he had filled her with his own fluid.

she had let out a loud noise just before she came but the aftermath was almost quiet except for her panting and soft cries, she could feel his cock pull out of her with a pop sound making her gasp as she closed her eyes from her sensitivity.

He had slipped on his boxers while looking over at her,

he could hear her soft cries making his brows furrow sadly while he reached for a bottle of water and a small rag from his work bench, he poured some water on the rag before using it to wipe her thighs and up to her cunt clean feeling her jump when he skimmed her clit.

he looked at the mess of hickies on her body, from her jawline, to down above her hips, he rubbed his hand over them before reaching into her bag pulling out a pair of shorts and panties, he helped to slip them on her hearing her mumble a thank you as his shirt was slipped over her.

he let her use his chest as a resting spot while he pulled some of the sweaty hair from out of her face, her thighs skimmed together making her whine softly and with a soft shush from him he brought her body even closer to his.

"ya alright sugar" he could feel her body faintly nod against him, "did i fuck ya to sleep almost" he chuckled feeling her hand run over his abdomen, with another nod she yawned scooting closer to him.

"what's this mean daryl?"

she asked him feeling his fingers run through her hair to soothe her softly, "means i care about ya" he spoke, his answer was short and she couldn't stand the such shortness of his words.

she shifted before repeating herself to him, "means yer mine" he huffed back at her with a soft smile watching one appear on her face,

" night sugar"

"night dar"

[wincheskka]

husband looks so good !!!

[inafieldofdaisies]

Fear The Walking Dead (2015-2023) | Season 8, Episode 12 “The Road Ahead”, the series finale

[intothemultifandom]

in spite of what critics are saying about the last few episodes of the the walking dead’s 11th and final season, there were a few things that just hit different especially with the finale: 

SPOILERS FOR TWD “REST IN PEACE” 11.24!!

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daryl barricading judith in the hospital the same way shane did to rick in 01x01 – like father, like daughter and even brother because he also carried her the same way rick carried carl when he got shot

 actually, daryl carrying judith into the hospital to save her life vs how he carried beth out after she was killed. the FEAR he must’ve felt given the last time he carried someone in/out from the hospital.

any scene between them + carol (keeping this short bc i can write a whole novel about their scenes) 

luke dying & being comforted by magna, yumiko, connie & kelly (his og group) during his final moments; even though he wasn’t seen for most of the season, dan folger’s acting + that of nadia hilker, eleanor matsuura, lauren ridloff & angel theory was TOP-TIER 

people always die in twd, but up until luke, the newish members of the group didn’t really suffer a sudden and harsh loss like the group from earlier seasons until now

that’s why his death + the group’s raw grief hit different when you consider how this is the first time we’ve seen them have to mourn one of their own so suddenly and with walkers literally banging on their doors

the team up of eugene porter & gabriel stokes = the two characters who, at one point of the story, were the weakest and most cowardly members of the group. i mean, the parallels of how they started vs. how they ended are insane:

eugene, who lied to abraham and rosita about knowing how to cure the infection almost making himself a martyr by telling the truth about the common wealth’s corruption, and 

gabriel, who locked his congregation outside his church to die being the first to open the gates for everyone even when pamela’s people had their guns pointed at him 

if twd did anything right, it was the development of these two characters

even if i didn’t know christian serratos chose rosita’s ending, i still would’ve thought she had a fitting end as one of the original (and last) big hitters for rick’s group on the road

it wasn’t painful and gory like abraham or glenn, shocking like sasha’s or even bittersweet like carl’s in the midst of war– rosita dies a dignified and otherwise peaceful death after all the bloodshed is said & done

she sees her people are safe, knows her daughter’s in good hands and finally lays to rest after fighting on the frontlines for so long

even with her gone, her final interaction with eugene at her side really cements that he is her and abraham’s legacy because “i’m glad it was you at the end” 

(someone make baby rosie looking up to older coco because her mom was her namesake + uncle eugene canon right now) 

this post-war celebration dinner mirroring the what-if dream dinner from 7x01 about what could’ve been (credit to this article for the pic: here) also makes rosita’s death so poignant to me because negan had likened the dream as something that wouldn’t ever happen

it’s not the same exact group and it wasn’t exactly her dream, but the sentiment remains the same

in the end, peace was possible for the alexandrians after all & i’m so glad rosita got to see this before she went & re-joined the others who are no longer at the table 

negan & maggie now established as two sides of the same coin: motives, beliefs and and now shared trauma of being unable to stop their partner from being killed (or almost killed, in negan’s case) as they’re about to start a family

maggie was never going to forgive him for what he did, but that in itself gives so much more substance to their spin-off and i can’t wait to see it happen 

rick “we are the walking dead” grimes + michonne “it’s true. forever” grimes – welcome back. 

[uttshawn]

i think miss u forever...

[hazardsoflove]

i’m trying to figure out how tlovm is gonna wrap up the chroma conclave arc in just three episodes when there’s still so much to do

[sasusc]

Just watched the season finale of the Daryl Dixon spinoff. Gonna put my thoughts in a click thing to not apoiler those who haven't seen it yet.

I will be watching it again later today so maybe some of my feelings will change. The flow of the episode felt off? Like, here a clip of D-Day and Granpa Dixon dying on the beach...we will get back to that later so don't worry--we want to establish that fact for later. Then all the happy coincidences to get everyone out safely. Someone (a Caryler I believe) made the statement that the first season was just a big setup for the next season. I can see that.

I love Daryl and Quinn getting chained up and thinking they would be fighting each other until the lights went out. You know what this scene reminded me of?

And I know I've made lots of observations of Daryl being like a father figure to Laurent, but they really leaned hard into that.

There's several conversations and scenes showing Daryl filling that father role for Laurent. Everyone is telling him Laurent sees him like a father...that he's good for Laurent.

Isabelle even goes as far as comparing him going home to America as repeating history...that he's going off and leaving his kid behind like his grandpa did when he enlisted and left his pregnant wife behind. And that he should stay there in Paris because he's needed but also so he doesn't abandon his kid like the Dixon's before him. Like what? She already proven that she's willing to lie and scheme to get Daryl to do what she wants.

I think she is trying to guilt him into staying to protect and teach Laurent. She thinks he's the best shot they have at surviving.

Then when they get to the Nest... If you haven't realized it yet, but I'm a huge Bethyl shipper. I can even get behind Daryl and Connie. Sorry, not a Caryl shipper and definitely hated Leah. Won't be shipping Daryl with anyone else. But and this is a huge BUT! This episode kinda made me want to ship Daryl and Isabelle? All the soft glances between the two...I could get behind that. I don't want to, and I never saw them together romantically until they got to the Nest. Was it just because Isabelle finally could let Quinn go? Was these scenes just there to show the audience how torn Daryl will be leaving?

The scene where he's training the people with guns and he just keeps looking up at Isabelle? Was Daryl catching feelings?

Urg...I really don't want to ship these two.

And back to Laurent. I just knew he would follow Daryl. I was half expecting him to become a stowaway and force Daryl to keep him.

And the Carol scene? I like it. But what's going on back home? Who or what came back? It's obvious nothing that needs immediate attention to. I don't see Carol leaving the family behind to go look for Daryl if shit was going down. She knows he can take care of himself. She was expecting him within the week of the call and it's been weeks...maybe months?...since then. She knows Daryl wouldn't just promise he'll be back and not do that. So she knows something must have happened to delay him. And she needs to go get him because they have stuff in the future to take care of to protect their family.

Urg. Yeah, I'm hoping a second viewing later will help me.

[kendaspntwd]

RICK GRIMES ( 11x24)

[lunalivvy]

idk if it was intentional or not but daryl blocking the door at the hospital with a bed to prevent the walkers from getting to judith after she got shot is like a parallel to what happened to rick

[selyste]

the walking dead season 11 episode 24

series finale

rick grimes returns

“we are the ones who live”

[audrey-films]

#TWD: women do it better.

[halseyftpeyton]

this end, wow, i hoped for this for years but i’m still amazed it really happened.

i can’t believe it’s really finished.

i’m so ready to find out what happened during all this time!! what a beautiful finale and a beautiful tribute.

went from joy to screams to tears.

we are the ones who live.

so grateful for this show. thank you for all these years.🤍

[trashraccoongirl]

the walking dead finale

i’ve watched the walking dead ever since it came out, never once missing an episode. honestly, it makes me sad it came to an end but it was so, so great while it lasted! it’s been my favorite show for years and always will be.

i personally thought the way they ended it was great. rick and michonne’s letters and so many old characters showing up on the screen.. it made me emotional. although, i am going to rewatch it from the very beginning again. the walking dead will always be the best show i’ve ever watched and i’m so glad i never once missed an episode :]

[kittycatlukey]

A Rick Grimes edit I made🥰

Song: Killin’ On Demand by Freddie Dredd

⚠️TW: Gore/blood, flashing lights, zombies/walkers, weapons, murder, sounds of gunshots, language/cursing!

I hope you enjoy my edit. I really loved making this one🔪🪓🩸🧟

[licensedqueerio]

Not them using music to draw in the walkers??? Um, Eddie Munson vibes. I don't like this, Eddie died—