#walking dead fandom

[aspenmissing]

【Ｓｅａｓｏｎ　１】

ᴅᴀʏꜱ ɢᴏɴᴇ ʙʏ - ᴅᴇᴘᴜᴛʏ ꜱʜᴇʀɪꜰꜰ ʀɪᴄᴋ ɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱ ᴀᴡᴀᴋᴇɴꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴍᴀ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴇᴀʀᴄʜᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ʀᴀᴠᴀɢᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇᴀᴅ. ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ, ʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱ ᴘᴀᴛʜꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏ/ɴ ᴅɪxᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ʙᴏʏ ᴡʜᴏᴍ ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ. ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇʏ ɢᴏ ɪɴ ꜱᴇᴀʀᴄʜ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟɪᴇꜱ. ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1

ɢᴜᴛꜱ - ʀɪᴄᴋ, ʏ/ɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀɴɴʏ ᴊᴏɪɴꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴏʀꜱ ɪɴ ᴀɴ ᴀᴛᴛᴇᴍᴘᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴇꜱᴄᴀᴘᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀᴛʟᴀɴᴛᴀ. ʏ/ɴ ɪꜱ ʀᴇᴜɴɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴜɴᴄʟᴇ, ᴡʜᴏᴍ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴛʀᴀʏᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɴᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴜᴛʙʀᴇᴀᴋ. ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1 ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2

ᴛᴇʟʟ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʀᴏɢꜱ - ʜᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴏʀꜱ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴘ, ʀɪᴄᴋ ɪꜱ ʀᴇᴜɴɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ᴡɪꜰᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏɴ, ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʏ/ɴ ɪꜱ ʀᴇᴜɴɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴏᴏɴ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇꜱ - ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴏʀꜱ - ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏꜰᴛᴏᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇꜱᴄᴜᴇ ᴍᴇʀʟᴇ, ʏ/ɴ'ꜱ ᴜɴᴄʟᴇ. ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1 ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2

ᴠᴀᴛᴏꜱ - ɪɴ ᴀᴛʟᴀɴᴛᴀ, ʀɪᴄᴋ'ꜱ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴄᴏɴꜰʟɪᴄᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴀᴛᴏꜱ, ᴀ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ᴏꜰ ʟᴀᴛɪɴᴏꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴋɪᴅɴᴀᴘ ɢʟᴇɴɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʏ/ɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴍᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴇxᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ʀɪᴄᴋ'ꜱ ʙᴀɢ ᴏꜰ ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪꜱ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ-ᴏꜰꜰ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴀᴛᴏꜱ' ʙᴀꜱᴇ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴀ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ɴᴜʀꜱɪɴɢ ʜᴏᴍᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴀᴛᴏꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴏᴡɴ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ. ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1 ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2

ᴡɪʟᴅꜰɪʀᴇ - ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴇᴀʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀᴍᴀᴛʜ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴇʀꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴅɪꜱᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀᴇᴠᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ꜰᴀᴄɪʟɪᴛɪᴇꜱ, ʜᴏᴘɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴀ ᴄᴜʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀɴ ɪɴꜰᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴊɪᴍ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1 ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2

ᴛꜱ-19 - ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ꜰɪɴᴅꜱ ꜱᴀꜰᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴇʀꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴅɪꜱᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀᴇᴠᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ʜᴇᴀᴅQᴜᴀʀᴛᴇʀꜱ, ᴀʟᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ꜱᴄɪᴇɴᴛɪꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴅʀ. ᴇᴅᴡɪɴ ᴊᴇɴɴᴇʀ ʜɪᴅᴇꜱ ᴍᴀɴʏ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴅꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇᴍᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴꜱᴡᴇʀꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴢᴏᴍʙɪᴇ ᴀᴘᴏᴄᴀʟʏᴘꜱᴇ. ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1 ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2

[myyellowhuman]

Normally I'm Bill Hader all of the time but this human just does things to my heart. 💛

[okamirayne]

Hi Rayne-chan! ❤ Thank u for answerinf the Richonne and Daryl Qs I sent you. I admit I'm a fan of Darol (╥︣﹏᷅╥) so was like NOOO but I get what you mean with 'will they won't they' and dragging it out. I'm still holding on! ( ✿˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅ ) But I wd be cool if he got with Connie too! Not fan of Isabelle (probably because she keeps Daryl away from home! haha.) Thank you for taking Qs on characters in fandoms. I get scared to ask or share thoughts on ships sometimes. Thanks for answering (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤

Wey! Hey again, TWD-fan! 🥰

Hope my response finds you well, dear.💜

Thank u for answerinf the Richonne and Daryl Qs I sent you.

Aw. No problem. Cheers for the interesting ASKS, luv!

I admit I'm a fan of Darol (╥︣﹏᷅╥) so was like NOOO but I get what you mean with 'will they won't they' and dragging it out. I'm still holding on! ( ✿˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅ )

Hell yeah. Go down with your ship, right? I totally respect and celebrate your right to fangirl over Darol even if it's not a ship I'm onboard with (anymore) for reasons I stated in my last response. But who the hell cares, right? It's literally just an opinion. I can totally appreciate why the Darol ship is still sailing strong regardless of my thoughts on the pairing. So you ship, ship, ship away, my dear!💕 The showrunners are giving you major wind for your sails.

Please never be like "noooo". You do you! I'm mature enough (and rational enough) to be of the mindset that we don't all have to agree on ships to happily sail the Fandom Sea together. I think it's great you still love the Darol pairing. Just because I don't vibe with it anymore doesn't mean I don't recognise or accept/appreciate that other people absolutely love it. I said the same thing for the Richonne pairing, which got the standard deranged identitarian reaction from the usual bad faith actors (which is sad) as I celebrate that people enjoy different pairings: a notion that a lot of people within fandoms sadly seem incapable of grasping nowadays, and for the most absurd and nefarious reasons. I mean hell...

But I wd be cool if he got with Connie too!

Ha. You and me both, luv.

Not fan of Isabelle (probably because she keeps Daryl away from home! haha.)

HA! Totally legit point. I can see why that would grind your gears. It got mine spinning in interesting directions. But hey, Darol fans are in for a treat right? The latest season of DARYL DIXON is hugely Carol/Daryl centred, no? (Yes, Captain Obvious here, given it's called The Book Of Carol.) There's usually a lag before it hits the UK (assuming you're on the other side of the pond!) but I'll still be giving it a watch. Either way, you lucky buggers get your fangirl treats. The rest of us poor bastards will subsist off fanfiction and/or our wild imaginations, just as the Showrunners and the good gods of storytelling intended! 🤣

Thank you for taking Qs on characters in fandoms. I get scared to ask or share thoughts on ships sometimes. Thanks for answering.

Aw, thank you for feeling chilled enough to ask me those Qs. That's important to me, because I love talking about characters and shared fandoms. Even my perceived annoyances are nothing more than a fangirl feather-ruffle or character-centred ramble of a writer who adores characters/storytelling and is just expressing a humble and different opinion, which we're all entitled to...

Which brings me onto a more serious point...

I'm so sorry (and empathetically livid) that you've felt scared to ask or share your thoughts on ships -- and yet, I can completely understand why you might feel that way (as mentioned above re: bad faith actors). Christ, I remember when people used to be able to have civil, interesting, and fun conversations regarding diverse opinions or preferences without getting pilloried or attacked. Maybe I was just lucky to engage with happy and chilled people in the past? I don't know, but it seems nowadays the fandom climate can be insanely hostile and rife with demented levels of reactivity, absurdity, immaturity, tribalism, and outright hate.

It's truly sad to see. Please know you'll never get that nasty character-assassination BS from me if you're sharing your love, or your critical analysis, of a pairing we both engage with, even if we disagree. In fact, you've got an open invitation to go ahead and share with me the reasons why you personally love Darol 🥰 even though I don't ship them anymore. I'm invested in his character arc, so it interests me.

I enjoy when people engage in GOOD FAITH conversations and are positively and respectfully passionate about characters/ships they love, whilst respecting another fan's right to feel/think/experience the characters/story differently. Your fangirl love is safe in my forum, TWD-Fan-chan, if you can accept me sharing any contrasting perspective(s) whilst respecting your right to love your ship and sail that baby joyfully. 🫡💖

Not sure if that helps you feel a little less scared. I champion your right to share your thoughts when we talk about characters we love, and if it's really not my cuppa chai (usually if it's something I personally consider outta my wheelhouse, morally incompatible with my values, or a story/preference/character/pairing/theme that I have zero interest, enjoyment, or engagement with), I'll respectfully tell you that I'm the wrong person to serve you good interaction.

I hope you feel comfortable to engage here, sweetie, and I thank you again for taking a chance to poke your head back in. I know that so many of us are dodging the most inane bullets these days. Do no harm, take no shit. Hope you can let your guard down here and chill. Such a pleasure to hear from and respond to you again. Big love! 💖🫶🏼💖

[obsmiechujek]

anyway hows your day been

[psychotic-star-girl]

[twdxtrevor]

Y/N: would you love me if I was a worm

Daryl: why would i love a worm

. . .

Y/N: (hours later) *sighs loudly*

Rick: what's wrong y/n

Y/N: daryl said he doesn't love me

Daryl: AS A FUCKING WORM

[whalefill]

i'm gonna be so brave and post about my stupid hyperfixation and everyone's gonna be really nice about it ok. thanks. here are some walkingdead sketches

[4ever-feral]

I’m a sucker for a angry man with a tragic backstory. There just so hot

[itsallgoodmann]

tell me why he is ALWAYS sitting like this (pretty pretty princess core)

[aspenmissing]

𝙳𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝙶𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝙱𝚢 (𝙿𝚝 𝟷)

Rick Grimes walks down the road to find some gasoline that he can use to continue his ride to Atlanta. He comes upon a house.

"Hello? Police officer out here. Can I borrow some gas? Hello?" Rick makes it to the door and knocks "Hello? Anybody home?" Rick looks inside and sees two dead bodies with flies buzzing around them, white sheets covering them. There is a message on the wall written in blood saying, "God Forgive Us". Rick moves back in disgust before walking away and sitting down on the porch. He turns his head to see a truck and stands before a cock of a shotgun breaks the silence.

"Who the hell are you?" They speak. Rick goes to turn around, his hands up, only for the shotgun to be pressed harder "I won't repeat myself”.

"I'm just heading to Atlanta to find my wife and son, and my car ran out of gasoline. I saw this place and the truck and was going to take some of the gasoline and continue to make my way to Atlanta" The shotgun cocks again and it’s pulled away from Rick's back, he places his hands down "Thank you" Rick turns around to see a girl, no older than 20. Her brown hair reaches her shoulders, complimenting her hazel eyes.

"We're heading that way too. Tryin' to find my dad and uncle" The girl walks over to the truck.

"We?” He questions with a confused look. She opens the truck and kneels on the seat, looking over the passenger seat to the back.

"It's okay, he's friendly" Rick looks through the window to see a little boy, no older than 11, pop his head from around the passenger seat, and gives Rick a little wave, Rick returns it and smiles.

"Hey there, hope I didn't scare you" The boy shakes his head and jumps into the passenger seat. The girl steps out the truck and leans against it, arms crossed.

"This truck has been bled dry; you aren’t getting any gasoline" Rick looks over the young girl.

"You two here alone?" He asks. The girl hesitantly nods "How old are you?"

"18, he's 11"

"And you've survived on your own?"

"Yes" She pauses "Why do you sound surprised? My dad taught me everything I need to know; I can look after myself and the kid”.

"What's your names, kid?" The girl glares at him. The boy looks between them, confusion across his face.

"I'm far from a kid."

"My name's Rick Grimes. Can I know yours?" The girl stays silent "Come on, your alone, I'm alone. We're both going the same way. If we want to help each other out, we need to trust each other" There's a long pause as the girl looks Rick up and down before she sighs.

"Y/N. Y/N Dixon" Rick nods and looks to the boy. The boy hesitates before looking at Y/N, who nods.

"Danny Scotts', Mr Sherriff" Rick nods and smiles

"Thank you. Now, introductions are out the way. We need to figure out a way to get to Atlanta, any ideas?" Y/N turns her head to stare out into the stable. Rick and Danny follow her gaze to see two horses. Rick and Y/N share a look and she shrug. Later, the two enter the stable, Y/N sitting Danny on the fence, and Rick walks over to the brown horse, as Y/N makes her way to the Cream coloured horse. The brown horse gets startled by Rick's movement, as the Cream horse stays put.

"Easy now, easy. I'm not gonna hurt you. Nothing like that. More like a proposal. Atlanta's just down the roadways. It's safe there. Food, shelter, people, other horses too, I bet" Rick gets closer to the horse "How's that sound?" Rick wraps the harness around the horse "There we go. Good boy. Good boy. Good boy. Now come with me" Rick looks over at Y/N, and sees her stroking her horses head, a harness around its neck "You done this before?" She shakes her head.

"Nope. Guess I'm just a fast learner”.

"Come on. Come on. Come on. Good boy" Rick says, leading the horse out of the stable. Danny jumps off the fence and goes over to Y/N, holding her hand. The two then follow Rick, the cream horse trailing besides them.

==

After being saddled up the three get onto the horses, Danny getting boosted on by Rick. "Remember, don't slouch when riding the horse and be gentle with the reins" Rick says, showing her. Y/N sits up straight and grabs the reins gently.

"Like this?" She asks. Rick nods.

"Perfect" he says.

"Won't I fall off if I haven't got anything to hang onto?" Danny asks, peeking his head from around Y/N.

"Just hang onto Y/N tightly okay, you won't fall of" Rick says, looking at the young boy. Danny grips onto the sides of Y/N's jacket tightly, pulling himself closer "Ready?" The two nods at the man.

"As I'll ever be" she says and the three then ride their horses down the fields and towards the city.

==

They eventually get to the outskirts of Atlanta. One side of the highway is empty while the other side of the hight way is packed with several cars that have been wrecked or abandoned. Rick and Y/N share a look, while Danny peeks his head around the girl, looking at the city. They then proceed to ride down the empty side of the highway to enter Atlanta.

==

They ride into the city and along the streets. They see that the streets are abandoned and there is trash everywhere. Rick and Y/N leads the horses down the street where there are helicopters, cars, and even a tank wrecked along the road. They ride past a bus and some walkers see them. The walkers get up and starts to walk towards the three. Rick and Y/N aren't fazed but Danny and the horses get startled.

"Whoa. Steady. There's just a few" Rick says "Nothing we can't outrun."

"Just keep ya head down Danny" Y/N says and Danny does so, closing his eyes and gripping her jacket tighter. The three rides past the walkers and goes to ride down the street. Y/N looks up on the tank and sees a dead body that is being pecked at by crows "Gross" They ride past the tank before stopping, hearing a helicopter. Rick looks at the glass building and sees the reflection of the helicopter.

"Hyah!" Rick says and goes off riding down the road.

"Hold on tight, Danny. Hyah!" Y/N and Danny follow. They start to ride in the direction of the helicopter, but when they turn at the corner, there's a big group of walkers. The horses get startled, gaining the attention of the walkers.

"Fuck!" They ride back down the street they came from. only for another huge group of walkers to appear. The three struggle to get away, but the walkers surround them and begin clawing at the horses. Danny screams and flails his legs around, kicking some of the walkers. Rick falls off the horse onto the ground. Y/N jumps off her horse, onto the tank next to her. She then quickly grabs onto Danny's backpack and pulls him with her. He instantly holds onto her sides, stuffing his face into her side. The walkers begin clawing and biting into the horses.

"Rick!" She shouts. Rick notices he dropped his gun bag. He crawls underneath the tank while walkers still try to catch him. He hears shotgun shots and screams from above him.

"Y/N! Danny!" The bangs and screams stop "Danny! Y/N!" Rick crawls further under the tank "Oh god. Oh god" The walkers crawl under the tank and Rick shoots some with his Colt Python. "Lori, Carl, I'm sorry" Rick prepares to use the last bullet on himself, before hearing gun shots again. He opens his eyes to see Y/N, sticking her head out from the hatch above him, shooting walkers with a small handgun.

"Hurry up and get in here!" Rick quickly crawls up. Y/N continues to shoot before her handgun runs out of bullets "Shit!" She quickly puts her head back into the tank and closes it. She looks over at Rick, who's leaning against the wall, breathing heavily.

"You. You saved my life" he says. Y/N sits back against the side of the tank, Danny quickly shuffles into her shoulder and sniffles.

"Well, you have a wife and son to get back to" she says, moving Danny's head into her shoulder. Rick then sees the dead soldier in the tank.

"Oh...god" He takes the soldier's gun, but he's a walker. Rick uses the last bullet in his Python to shoot him through the head. The sound of the bullet in the enclosed space hurts Rick's ears.

He hears the muffled voice of Y/N, who's sat Infront of him. He lays on the ground, still out of it. He looks over at Danny, who is holding his hands over his ears. Then he sees Y/N look up at the top hatch. She takes off her bag, setting it down besides Danny. She steps on the seat and looks outside. She sees that Rick's bag of guns is lying in the street way out of her reach. The rest of the walkers start to converge on the tank to get at her. Y/N shuts the hatch before they can get her. She gets down to see Rick and Danny, who's still looking away from the dead soldier, looking at her. She shakes her head in defeat.

"Surrounded" Rick looks around the tank, seeming very disheartened. He notices that the Soldier's gun is loads and thinks about taking his own life, as well as Y/N's and Danny's. Y/N goes back to Danny and pulls him into a side hug, gently stroking his hair back. They sit in silence for what seems like hours before the radio in the tank starts to make static sounds. A voice on the other end starts talking. They look over at the radio.

"Hey, you three. Dumbasses. Yeah, you three in the tank. Are you cozy in there?" The voice says. Rick and Y/N share a look, whole Danny looks hopeful, realizing that they’re not alone.

[that-bitch-kat3]

i fully believe that James could not tell McGonagalls animagus form from any other cat so he just treated every cat like it was her

[h3llraz0rr]

I saw this meme and immediately knew I had to redraw it as them 😫

[frost-queen]

Bodyguarded (Reader!Grimes x Daryl Dixon)

Requested by: Anon Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @merlin-dahlia, @alex--awesome--22, @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly@denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco@subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr, @swampthing07, @melsunshine, @panhoeofmanyfandoms, @venomsvl, @the-uncoordinated-house-cat, @rosecentury,  @imagines-by-her,  @evilcr0ne, @vviolynn

Summary: Reader is Rick's younger sister. You're very sweet with a sharp tongue which Shane doesn't seem to like. Shane keeps bothering you as he finds you cocky. To your surprise is Daryl always around to keep Shane away from you eventhough he doesn't like you, right? [series]

A basket got dropped beside you. It made you look up from your crouched position. – “Seriously?” – you called out at Shane. – “You couldn’t have dropped this ten minutes ago? We are almost finished.” – you went on. Shane exhaled loud wiping his hand down his mouth. – “Why do you always have to open your big mouth.” – he replied with a soft glare. You slapped the shirt in your hand down in the water as some water splashed up. Getting all worked up by how he threated you.

Shane watched as you got up but before you could do anything had Carol jumped up with you. Moving her hands in front of you to hold you back. One look of her was enough to make you settle down. – “Just do as you are told!” – he ordered finding himself amusing. You clenched your jaw, pushing with your body against Carol’s arms as they kept you in place. Shane scoffed funnily before walking off. Sighing loud lowered Carol her arms from around her.

“Come on Y/n.” – she said softly with a gentle nod. You took another deep breath squatting down again. – “I just don’t understand why he brought this now. He knew he had laundry ten minutes ago, didn’t he.” – you spoke trying to understand why he would taunt you like this. Carol took out a shirt, splashing it into the water. – “Let’s finish this up together.”

Carol and you washed the rest of Shane’s clothing. Obeying to what you have been told. When you were done you went back with Carol to the camp. You went over to Glenn handing him his clothes back. – “Aw sweet Y/n!” – he said bowing to you as a thank you. It made you smile back. You then went over to the campfire where Daryl sat munching on some meat. You gestured in silence to his clothing, moving them up in your hands.

Daryl gave you a brief glance before continue to ignore you. You wanted to place it down as Daryl suddenly pointed at his tent. You nodded back making your way over to his tent to lay it down in the front. You barely got up when you felt two arms wrap tightly around you. It startled you making you squeak loudly. Recognizing the arms around you, you eased up.

“Do that again sweetheart I like the way you sound.” – you heard Carol’s husband comment at you. Daryl spitted on the ground turning his gaze towards him in a tight clench. You turned around glaring at him for even saying such a thing in front of Carl. Carl was still hugging you as you held your hands against his back.

Carol gave you a look of sympathy wishing she could do something against her husband’s behaviour. You turned your attention down to your nephew. You led him away from everyone. – “Stay close with him!” – you heard Shane call out to you. You looked briefly over your shoulder seeing him stand by the car, elbow leaning against the open door. You simply turned back to the front as Shane scoffed. Finding you very cocky and thinking you were full of attitude when you honestly weren’t.

You just never understood why Shane was like this towards you. Carl and you made your way towards the woods a bit drifting away from the others. – “Auntie Y/n.” – Carl said as you hummed loud as a reply. Carl jumped on top of a log balancing his way across. You remained by his side in case he lost his balance. Carl hopped off joining your side. He picked up a stick, swaying it around. – “Do you still think about dad?” – he asked as it made you stop shocked. Then you turned around to him with a sweet smile.

“Everyday little one.” – you answered stroking his cheek. Your motion slowed down feeling a sudden wave of sadness. Thinking back about your brother Rick made you emotional. Carl noticed how glossy your eyes had become. – “Sorry auntie Y/n… I didn’t mean to make you sad.” – he said feeling guilty of ever asking it. You sniffed loud, blinking your tears away. – “Don’t worry about it Carl.” – you told him with a laugh.

You straightened your posture pulling him close to your body for a hug. – “If you ever want to talk about your dad and feel like you have no one to turn to, you come to me.” – you said hugging him tightly. Some twigs snapped as it didn’t make you respond quickly enough. Before you knew it had someone grabbed your elbow, pulling you away from Carl. – “I told you to stay close!” – it was Shane who yelled at you. Holding you roughly by the elbow.

“Do you want to put Carl in danger?” – he continued shaking at your elbow. – “Do you think you can save Carl from any walkers?” – he laughed once mockingly. – “Let her go!” – Carl called out running up to Shane to pound his fists against his chest. – “Go to your mother Carl!” – Shane made clear pushing Carl off him. – “Don’t talk to him like that!” – you answered loudly.

Shane’s face contracted with anger. He grabbed you by your neck, pushing your head down. – “I am so done with your attitude Y/n!” – he responded pulling you with him. – “No! leave her alone!” – Carl shouted at him. – “Go to your mother Carl!” – Shane roared out. Carl turned around taking a run for it while wiping his tears away.

“Shane let me go!” – you screamed trying to get his grip from on your neck. He puffed loud pushing you down onto the ground. Body hitting the ground and rolling a bit over. – “I’ve had it with you Y/n!” – he made clear pacing around. Wiping his chin. Breezing around like a hungry wolf. – “I don’t want you near him anymore. You are a bad influence.” – he spoke rubbing his hand over his head. You scoffed shockingly with an amusing undertone. – “I’m sorry. Boss!” – you snapped at him sarcastically.

Shane puffed his chest up slightly raising his hand till he stopped. Eyes widening at the feeling at the back of his head. – “You raise that hand of yours and I’ll shoot.” – you heard come from behind him. Leaning a bit to the side, you saw Daryl stand behind Shane with his crossbow against the back of his head. Shane lowered his hand again with a grunt.

Daryl moved his crossbow slightly to the side, right over his shoulder. An arrow fired. With a zap it found it’s target. Seconds later the sound of a corpse dropping. You had gasped looking over your shoulder to see the last of a walker drop down. – “Next one will be through your head.” – Daryl whispered to Shane. Shane moved storming off.

Daryl lowered his crossbow stepping over to you. He lowered his hand to you, looking away. Hesitantly you took it allowing him to pull you back up to your feet. – “Tha-“ – you started cut off by Daryl walking off. Taking a few deep breaths, you returned afterwards back to camp. Lori looked at you concerned holding Carl against her side. You simply smiled faintly at her to show her it was all right. You didn’t want her to worry. You took refuge in your tent needing time alone.

At nightfall some were sitting around the campfire. You sat near Glenn laughing silently at some funny things he said. You stopped laughing seeing Shane seemingly make his way over to you. He neared and before he could take another step had Daryl gotten up from his seat near you. His gaze stern, posture grand. Carol watched Daryl pressing her lips amusingly together.

Shane puffed with a shake of his head, turning back around. You were looking at Daryl, questionable when your eyes locked as he looked back at you. The contact was brief as Daryl seated himself back down as if nothing had occurred. Shyly smiling at yourself you couldn’t help but feel special that Daryl seemingly did seem to care for you. Otherwise he wouldn’t step in and just let Shane do whatever he likes around you.

Daryl noticed you were staring all smiley at him, making him shift his posture more away from you. You smiled looking down making briefly eye contact with Carol across the fire. Instantly you snorted knowing she was probably thinking the same. Glenn went on to talk to you as if nothing had happened.

After a few days you started to notice Daryl was more around you. Always near to keep a close eye on Shane. Whenever he even made the slightest movement towards you, he made one little movement to let Shane know if he even tried he’d be face to face with him. One day you decided to tease him about it. You were in the woods with Carol, Lori and Carl further down as you made your way over to Daryl who was keeping a watchful eye on you all.

Daryl looked uncomfortable away when you neared. – “Daryl.” – you said to greet him. – “Y/n.” – he mumbled back, looking around as if searching for walkers. You weren’t getting much out of him further so you decided to prank him. Suddenly you gasped loud as if startled. It made Daryl turn his head concerned to you. – “Is that Shane?” – you called out making Daryl turn his head again to look in the direction you were looking.

He immediately took a defensive pose before you, almost grabbing for his crossbow. When he noticed he was looking at nothing, he sighed loud. – “Damn it Y/n!” – he grunted out. – “Do you think this is funny?” – he asked looking your way. – “I do when you get so protective over me.” – you responded with a smile. Daryl rolled with his eyes. – “Like hell I care.” – he outed sounding annoyed.

You kept looking all smiley at him making it almost impossible for him to keep himself from looking back at you. – “I think you do care. Otherwise you wouldn’t keep Shane away from me.” – you told him. Daryl puffed loud. – “Maybe I just don’t like him.” – he responded with half a shrug. – “Or you just very much like me?” – you teased grabbing him by his shirt.

Daryl swallowed nervously when your noses almost touched. Daryl’s expression softened around you. His breathing tickling your lips. His expression made you blink surprised seeing the lovey dovey’s in his eyes. He moved his hand to your cheek letting it brush against it. Before he knew it he closed the gap between your lips, kissing you hard. You hummed loud, pulling away. - "So not caring are you?" - you chuckled out. - "Shut up." - Daryl answered before shutting you up with another kiss.

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step-daddy rick sneaking into your room to make you feel good down there and take care of you bc ur his little girl 🥺😭 the dream

it is the dream😪

summary - your step daddy knows how to take care of his little girl, even if your mum is in the other room.

warning - smut, oral, cheating, slight somno, stepcest, daddy kink.

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Your eyes flutter, moaning as you wake from your slumber, feeling tingles and slickness between your thighs, through your fuzziness you hear something. “Hmm…” You blink, looking down hazily. “Daddy?”

Rick groans, lifting his head from between your thighs, licking his lips clean of your arousal. “Shh, baby girl. Daddy’s just takin’ care of ya.” His grip tightens on your thighs, spreading your legs further. “You were moaning for daddy in your sleep, baby. Thought something happened to ya, only to find out my little baby needed some takin’ care of.” You whimper, shifting your hips as his rough voice makes you throb.

“Daddy…” You chew on your bottom lip, feeling your puffy clit throb.

“It’s okay, baby. Daddy will take care of ya, just gotta be quiet for me. Can you do that?” You nod rapidly, hands curling into the sheets beside you. “Good girl. Always my good little girl.” Rick groans, diving back into your cunt, lapping up your glistening juices before latching onto your swollen clit. “Such a pretty little pussy, all mine, huh?”

Your hips move against his face, grabbing the bear he got you for Christmas and shoving it against your face as you moan into it. His words vibrating against you, you feel your toes curl from the pleasure.

Rick watches you, rutting his erection against your pastel pink bedsheets, your pretty little sounds going straight to his dick. He grunts, pulling away, causing you to whine and try to grab his head but he pulls away with a smirk. “Poor little baby, you wanna cum? Wanna cum for daddy?” You whine, eyes crossing as he brings his thumb up and begins to play with your little clit, rubbing it as he leans back down, fucking you with his tongue.

“Daddy, daddy please! Please, wan’ cum so bad!” You grip your bear and sheets harder, walls pulsing as he continues to eat you out. Rick groans, humping the bed harder, bringing himself closer to the edge.

“Cum for daddy.” Your back arches and your vision goes white as you cum, juices squirting out and coating Rick’s face. “Good girl.” He groans, lapping up everything you give him as he cums in his pants, the friction causing his cock to twitch. Rick hums against you, giving your little clit a small kiss before pulling away and crawling on top of you. “My good baby. Always so good for daddy.”

You giggle, wriggling away happily as he leans down and presses a sweet kiss against your lips before smothering your face with kisses. He pulls back, smiling down at you. “Love you daddy.” You sleepily say.

Rick grins, laying beside you and pulling you against him, wanting to hold you for a bit before having to go back to his and your mums room. “I love you too, baby.”

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One Good Thing

Kinktober 2024 - Day 26

Pairing: Older!Daryl Dixon (Alexandria Era) x 20s!Sunshine!Fem!Reader

Kink: Age Difference

Word Count: 1100+

Summary: In Daryl's opinion, you are the one good thing in Alexandria.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex, vaginal sex, creampie, rough sex, missionary position, light spanking, age difference kink, slight d/s dynamics), soft!Daryl, a little more plot than porn, fluff, mentions of Walkers, pre-saviors arc

a/n: So I know it's late but I do want to finish it! I will do my best to post the rest! Hope you all enjoy it!

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Daryl was convinced that the only good thing about Alexandria was you. You were perky, smiley, and so cute, you invaded his thoughts since the moment his eyes landed on you. You were guarding the gate with a crossbow just like his but yours was wrapped in black glitter duct tape. Your arrows were handmade and wrapped in pink glitter duct tape. You and him were polar opposites but the same in some ways. 

When he had arrived, he spent most of his time on the front porch of the house Deanna had given to the group. You gave him a friendly smile and introduced yourself, you were met with grunts but it didn’t affect you. You just kept smiling and offered him a basket of dried fruits, jerkies, bottles of water, and trail mixes. “Cause I know you’re a hunter, and you need sustenance.” You had said, handing him the wicker basket before walking off. 

Since then, he couldn’t get you off his mind. Wherever he went, he saw you. You liked to spend your days up in the crows nest with your crossbow, watching over the barrier, protecting your home. He was walking down the street and saw you in the nest and he decided to join. He already had his bow and he climbed up the latter and sat next to you. 

You didn’t look over at him, just offered him the binoculars. “It’s quiet tonight.” You hummed as you sipped your water. 

He looked through them and observed the dark street, “Mhm.” He grunted and set the binoculars down between you two. 

You pulled a crushed pack of cigarettes from your flannel pocket and you opened it. You pulled one out with your teeth and offered one to Daryl, “Hm?”

He nodded and grabbed the one from your lips and you looked at him with a surprised look. He put in between his lips and grabbed his lighter, “Ya don’ need to be smokin’ these things.” He huffed as he lit the cigarette puffing on it.

You immediately grabbed the cigarette back, “Hey, I found these on a run, you hypocrite.” You huffed and took a drag of the cigarette. 

He chuckled and plucked it back, “These things will kill ya.” He grunted and took his own drag. 

“Rather these things than a roamer.” You chuckled and stole the cigarette back from him. 

He snorted and you two passed the cigarette back and forth till the filter was left. You put out the cigarette and you sighed and looked at your watch. “It’s almost shift change.” 

He nodded and grabbed one of the extra water bottles and opened it, “Let me walk you back to your place.” He offered and you gave him a small smile, grateful for the dark that covered the blush on your face.

“That’d be nice.” You smiled and a few minutes later, Aaron came over and relieved you of your watch. Daryl helped you down from the tower and he placed a hand on your lower back. He walked you down the dark street and you liked the comfortable silence as he walked you to your place. You lived in the basement of one of the apartments and you walked down the stairs and Daryl followed. 

You unlocked the door and pushed it open before turning to him. “Do you want to come in?” You offered as you rested your hip against the door frame.

That’s how you found yourself under Daryl as he slipped his cock into your soaked cunt. He had you stripped bare and you had yanked his clothes off as well, wanting to see him fully. His large callused hands gripped your hips as he bottomed out in you. You cried softly as you dug your nails into his shoulders making him groan at the pain mixed with the pleasure of your walls convulsing around him. His strong hands pinned your hips to the mattress and he started pounding in and out of your cunt, and he slid his hands up to your breasts and squeezed and palmed at your mounds. You yanked him down to kiss your lips passionately, your hands cupped his face gently as your lips devoured his. 

You pulled away, resting your forehead against his. “Mm, wanted this since you got here. Tall, dark, and brooding. A girl’s dream.” You panted out as your thighs squeezed his sides. 

He let out a gruff chuckle, “You like older men, huh?” He smirked down at you as he pulled gently on your peaked nipples. You moaned and nodded as you arched into his warm touch, your hands moving to his shoulders, pulling him closer to you. “Bad girl.” He grunted and yanked you closer to him, 

He pounded in and out of you fast and hard as his strong hands moved down to your ass, squeezing and giving you a light spank. You moaned at the spank, loving the pain and pleasure he was giving you. A smirk broke out across his face and he gave you another spank. Your nails dug into his shoulder, leaving marks on his tan skin. You bit your lip, “F-fuck, Dar. M’so close.” You moaned and pulled him down and kissed him deeply as you felt your orgasm grow closer. 

“C’mon, darlin’. Let me feel ya.” He grunted as he grasped your thighs and pulled them up around his hips. His fingers dug into the plush of your thighs as his thrusts grew faster and sloppier. You cried out his name as you came around his cock, your walls pulsing around his hard cock. Your thighs quivered around his waist as he helped you through your orgasm. 

He grunted loudly as he reached his own peak and thrusted deep into your cunt and painted your walls with his hot cum. You moaned as you felt him fill your cunt with his cum, and he huffed and slumped against you, nuzzling his face against your breasts. Your thighs fell from their place around his waist and you nuzzled your nose into his hair. He lifted his head and looked you in the eyes, his blue eyes full of love. “That, um, was unexpected.” You hummed as you ran your fingers through his hair, his brows furrowed with concern. You smiled and let out a soft chuckle, “But it was amazing, a very welcomed encounter.” 

He let out a small chuckle and kissed your lips passionately, “M’glad.” He whispered and he went to pull away but you stopped him with a hand in his hair. 

“Don’t go. Want you to stay with me.” You whispered softly and kissed his lips softly. He gave you a soft grin and gently rolled you two over with you laying on his chest and his cock slipped out of you, making you let out a soft moan. You looked up at him with love in your eyes and wanted nothing more than to stay with him forever.