#the walking dead reaction

[vilentia]

How The Walking Dead men would react....

...if another guy would hit on their girlfriend.

Daryl Dixon Daryl would react with a mixture of protectiveness and subtle jealousy. He may clench his jaw and narrow his eyes, silently assessing the situation. Daryl would make his presence known, moving closer to you and subtly positioning himself between you and the other guy. While he may not openly confront the guy, his body language would convey a clear message that you are taken and off-limits.

Rick Grimes Rick would initially keep his composure and observe the situation closely. He would likely wear a stern expression and evaluate the intentions of the other guy. Rick's protective instincts would kick in, and he would calmly approach you, placing a reassuring hand on your shoulder or waist. With a firm but controlled tone, he would assert his presence and remind the other guy that you are already in a committed relationship.

Negan Smith Negan would react with a mix of amusement and possessiveness. He would wear a sly grin, enjoying the attention you are receiving, but also feeling territorial. Negan would use his charismatic charm to address the situation, employing a blend of humor and intimidation to put the other guy in his place. While his response may be laced with profanity and dark humor, he would make it clear that you are under his protection and flirting with you would have consequences.

Glenn Rhee Glenn would likely display a combination of concern and quiet determination. He would furrow his brows and discreetly observe the situation, assessing the intentions of the other guy. Glenn would swiftly make his way to your side, holding your hand or subtly wrapping an arm around you. With a calm but assertive demeanor, he would politely address the other guy and make it known that you are already committed. His focus would be on ensuring your comfort and reaffirming your bond.

[ricksmarlene]

Temperature malfunction. Your preferred temperature has been reached.

[spacedlexi]

i thought we were gonna kiss up here are you still not over your dead girlfriend

[jdmorganz]

JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN at Creation Columbus Convention June 9th 2024

[rickswh0r3]

oh i’ll ride it

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[heavenlytouches]

Hi

The Walking Dead x Rick's Sister Reader please?

Y/N was in a special unit but she was bitten so they tried an experimental treatment on her, the virus was stopped but she had bloodshot eyes, black veins all over her body and increased aggression and less ability to talk more growls but the infected don't notice her when she's around. She runs away from her brother, but he convinces her to come with him.

Hello love!! Thank you so much for this great request! I really love your idea, it's great. I hope you'll like this one ^^ El <3

Rick Grimes- find a way

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FEM reader

<3 (SFW)

TW- none

BROTHER! Rick Grimes

Post-infected reader

Rick Grimes

The moon hung low in the night sky, its pale light filtering through the twisted branches of the barren trees. You could hear the faint rustling of leaves, each sound amplified in the heavy silence of the world that surrounded you.

You had once been part of a special unit, proud and trained, but the bite had changed everything. It was a nightmare—once human, now straddling the line between survival and something monstrous.

The experimental treatment had saved your life, but it had left you more beast than person. Bloodshot eyes, black veins like gnarled roots spiraling across your pale skin, and an unsettling growl that replaced words.

Tonight, you were running away from your brother Rick, who had cared for you with an intensity that made your heart ache. You could feel him close behind as you darted through the remnants of what used to be civilization, but you didn’t want to see him. You didn’t want to hurt him, and you couldn’t bear to have him look at you with those eyes full of worry and love.

With each step you took, anger and fear coiled tighter in your chest. You glanced back briefly, catching a glimpse of his familiar figure shadowed by the moonlight- a pillar of strength, always brave, always careful.

“Stop!”

He called, voice thick with desperation, breaking the stillness of the night.

But you didn’t stop. You kept running, the weight of his concern trailing behind you like a haunting whisper.

You had become something else. Something dangerous. You brushed past the remnants of a crumbled street, the echoes of the past whispering secrets you no longer understood.

Rick wasn’t like the others, the ones who had succumbed to the virus. He could always see you- his sister, the one he fought for. The thought made your pulse race, a painful reminder of the love you wanted to reject for both of your sakes.

As the infection spread through the world, Rick’s world, you had become an unwanted weapon, a living danger lurking within the shadows.

“Please! You... don’t understand!”

You felt the words bubbling up, but in this wretched state, all that escaped your lips was a low, deep growl. It sent shivers down your spine, and you clenched your jaw shut, refusing to acknowledge the truth- you were losing yourself.

Rick's footsteps grew louder, and it lit a fire of panic within you. You didn’t want him to catch you. The thought of him seeing you in this state made your insides twist with a primal urge to hide.

But even as you ran, you could hear his comforting voice cutting through darkness.

“I won’t leave you! You’re still my sister! We’ll find a way!”

The relentless pounding of your heart echoed with every growl that reverberated in your throat. Instinctively, you knew that the infected didn’t see you as one of their own.

They passed by, oblivious, but only because you controlled the monstrous side of yourself, the side that wanted to rend and tear. If Rick were to come close, if he were to truly see the horror that was now you, there would be no way to reassure him.

You hurtled through the void, branches clawing at your arms. The truth flooded your mind- the experimental treatment hadn’t eradicated the virus; it had transformed it, refined it into something that twisted your very humanity.

You hadn’t asked for this battle; you hadn’t chosen this path. The growls emerged, and as you reached the edge of a dilapidated building, you heard Rick bark your name again, filled with both fear and determination.

“Please! Just let me help you!”

Your feet slowed, the instinct to flee stalling as his voice wrapped around you like a familiar embrace. Torn between the ferocity growing within and the warmth of familial love, you gasped, the remnants of your humanity surfacing.

In that very moment, you turned to face him.

Shoulders squared, chest heaving, bloodshot eyes locked onto his, you growled again- a low, instinctual response to the fear that clawed at you. But beneath that growl, the fragmented pieces of you screamed for help, for understanding.

Rick took a cautious step forward, his jaw tight but his eyes unwavering.

“You’re not a monster...”

He said, voice steady, holding your gaze like a lifeline.

“You’re my sister. Whatever happened, we can face it together.”

You felt the weight of his words, the truth they carried. And yet, the tears that you couldn’t allow to surface burned from within. Rick drew nearer, a beacon of hope shining through the murky fog of your existence, and it began to crack the hardness pooling around your heart.

With a sudden rush of energy, you fell to your knees, the growl subsiding as anguish rippled through you. Your vision blurred, the black veins pulsing like dark rivers beneath your skin.

“I-I don’t want to hurt you..” You finally managed to whisper, your voice raw and quivering, a faint echo of the sister he remembered.

Rick knelt before you, the distance between you closing like a bridge forming across an abyss.

“You won’t hurt me. We’re in this together. I swear it.”

The deep-rooted instinct that had driven you into isolation began to ease. You felt the layers of fear start to peel away.

Yes, you were different, yes, there was darkness creeping inside you, but there was still a flicker of light- a bond forged through love and resilience.

As you looked up at him, your heart full of conflicting emotions, you understood that if you were going to fight against what the world had made you become, you wouldn’t do it alone.

“Okay. I’ll… I’ll come with you.”

You managed to say before another growl ripped it's way out of your chest. Rick didn't back out. He just stood there, looking at you.

Rick smiled, a mixture of relief and pride lighting up his face.

“Let’s find a way to make it through this. Together.”

And as you stood to face the chaos ahead, the shadows breathing around you, they faded just a little, replaced by the bond of family. The last remnant of hope in a world gone dark. It was time to reclaim who you were, and with Rick by your side, you would find a way.

I hope you liked this one!! I really adored this theme, it's so unique and cool. Remember guys, I write for a lot of characters/fandoms and requests are always open!

El <3

(all images were made by: El via canva & paint)

[flow33didontsmoke]

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[rad-roche]

Do you think there's solutions for Nick's memory problem thing ik dude probably wouldn't want to have 50 computers in his office for extra stuff like Dima has but like there's gotta be options for him

i think it's feasible for there to be something he can do, though i don't know much about the technology fallout pulls from, but putting on my little writer's hat i don't think it's a hard sell for him to get the equivalent of a memory upgrade. not to tie it back into my own thing, but a recurring bit in dead woman walking is that DiMA's extremely inhuman silhouette is tied to his capacity for greater memory, with whole parts shorn off to make room. i think nick could expand his memory, but i think a fun question to ask, given how chunky and substantial the future-tech in fallout is, would he ever do it? personally, i don't think he would

[unproduciblesmackdown]

ooh big hug

[bisexualmultifandommess]

I think my greatest video game disappointment is saving Nick in twdg like twice only for that not to matter and for him to die off screen anyway like why??.

[silasplaskett]

i think maybe amc will never show us rick and daryl reuniting actually bc how can a man say that he will never ever stop looking for another man and then not have the most gay reaction to finally seeing him again

[vilentia]

omg hey this is my first time request i pray im doin this right can you please do how twd boys would react to you being preg, please and thank you, have a good day!!

How The Walking Dead men would react....

... if their girlfriend was pregnant.

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Thank you for your request. I hope you like the result! ❤

Daryl Dixon Daryl's initial reaction would be a mixture of surprise and concern. He would feel overwhelmed by the news but would quickly gather his emotions and become determined to protect and provide for you and your unborn child. Although he may struggle to express his emotions openly, he would show his love and support through his actions, ensuring your safety and doing everything he can to prepare for your future as a family. He would quietly say, "We'll make it work, darlin'. You and the little one, we're gonna be okay."

Rick Grimes Rick would be overjoyed and filled with a deep sense of responsibility upon hearing the news. He would see it as a symbol of hope and a reminder that life continues even in the midst of a zombie apocalypse. Rick would become even more committed to creating a safe environment for you and your child, strengthening his resolve to fight for a better future. He would express his love and excitement openly, cherishing every moment and working tirelessly to provide for your expanding family. With a smile, he would exclaim, "This changes everything, for the better. We're gonna build a world where our child can grow up safe and free."

Negan Smith Negan's reaction would be a mix of surprise and uncertainty. As someone who has faced numerous challenges and experienced loss, he might initially struggle with the idea of bringing a child into their unpredictable world. However, Negan would ultimately see it as an opportunity for redemption and a chance to build a better future. He would work to overcome his past and protect you and your unborn child, promising to be the father he never had and doing everything in his power to ensure your safety and happiness. He would say, his voice filled with determination, "Well, I'll be damned. Looks like we're starting a whole new chapter, sweetheart. I promise you, I'll protect you and our kid with everything I've got."

Glenn Rhee Glenn would be ecstatic and filled with joy upon hearing the news. He would embrace you tightly and shower you with love and affection. Despite the dangers of the world around them, Glenn would remain optimistic and determined to provide a safe and nurturing environment for your child. He would eagerly take on the role of a loving and protective father, doing whatever it takes to keep his family safe and ensuring that you feel supported and cherished throughout the journey of pregnancy. With tears of happiness in his eyes, he would whisper, "I can't believe it, we're going to be parents. I love you more than words can say, and I promise I'll be the best father our child could ever ask for."

[youmakethelight]

someone said that they thought daryl was a butch lesbian and I haven't been able to unsee it since

[nyan-bynary]

I joke around about jjk being mainly about love but the other big theme is exploitation and violation (of boundaries, souls, bodies, human rights in general)

[keeps-ache]

i think i'm starting to really like writing again :D this will have consequences

[jonesywrites]

Just finished watching episode one.

Holy fuck.

I just … I … am so fulfilled and satisfied and yet I need MOAR much much MOAR.