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Took me a bit to finally post these cause I’ve been a bit scared to upload them believing people would find them bad or cringey but when I made my Daryl with glasses blurb months ago I made the one on the left and I made the one on the right when @thewalkingdilf made their Daryl with glasses blurb. If these look bad I'm sorry, you can only work but so much magic with picsart, hope y'all like 'em!

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thank you! i'm just so happy you liked my thoughts. when i made that blurb i actually edited Daryl with glasses but didn't know if it was good enough cause it was just a sticker on picsart but guys i swear he was so hot

i think i’ve seen someone briefly mention this in the past (i don’t remember who) BUT omg could you imagine daryl dixon in GLASSES? like omg this absolutely drives me insane.

later seasons for sure; he’s getting a bit older and his eyesight isn’t what it once was. maybe you notice him struggling to see things up close one day, so you find him an old pair of readers or something to try out while you’re out on a run.

boy, are you glad you did, because he looked so good in them.

it started out as you just admiring him in them while he was reading a book, or working on his bike, but it eventually developed into less innocent thoughts.

i think your attraction to seeing him in them would definitely get to the point where you’re asking him to leave them on while you ride his thigh or while he fucks you, the wire frame slowly slipping down his nose while he ruts into you.

i don’t think he would’ve been too fond of the idea of wearing them. he’d think they make him seem too old or something ridiculous, but once he saw what seeing him wearing them did to you, he warmed up to the idea of them very quickly.

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This was me, omg! I've had more thoughts on him with glasses I'm just so slow at writing but here's my post

i think i’ve seen someone briefly mention this in the past (i don’t remember who) BUT omg could you imagine daryl dixon in GLASSES? like omg this absolutely drives me insane.

later seasons for sure; he’s getting a bit older and his eyesight isn’t what it once was. maybe you notice him struggling to see things up close one day, so you find him an old pair of readers or something to try out while you’re out on a run.

boy, are you glad you did, because he looked so good in them.

it started out as you just admiring him in them while he was reading a book, or working on his bike, but it eventually developed into less innocent thoughts.

i think your attraction to seeing him in them would definitely get to the point where you’re asking him to leave them on while you ride his thigh or while he fucks you, the wire frame slowly slipping down his nose while he ruts into you.

i don’t think he would’ve been too fond of the idea of wearing them. he’d think they make him seem too old or something ridiculous, but once he saw what seeing him wearing them did to you, he warmed up to the idea of them very quickly.

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A Peaceful Moment

-`✮´- Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Pregnant!Reader

-`✮´- Media: The Walking Dead

-`✮´- Warning: None really besides nondescriptive smut and describing reader getting horny lmao, other than that this fic is pure fluff. Oh, and mentions of cum, oops (During aftercare.)

-`✮´- Summary: Daryl catches you working on your baby's crib when you shouldn't be so he helps you finish it and you can't help but get turned on by him in the process and he helps you with that of course and you fall asleep in his arms after. You also see a glimpse into your future of your kid with Daryl.

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You're standing in front of a changing table, looking down at a miscellaneous selection of tools that you took from Daryl's toolbox in the garage and a larger than a newspaper-sized instruction manual on how to build a crib that currently was in multiple parts on the floor surrounding you. 

 

Your morning brain was having a hard time making sense of the instructions, but you needed to figure it out somehow. A few days ago you hit the eight-month mark in your pregnancy, and you were currently in fully crazed nesting mode. This crib was the last thing in the nursery that needed to be done before the room could finally be finished; you needed it to be perfect. 

 

Daryl had come home late from a run late last night, and you wanted to let him sleep in since he rarely ever does, so even though you needed help, you weren't going to wake him up and ask for it. 

 

All of a sudden you hear footsteps behind you and a "What are you doing?"

 

You turned around to face Daryl, who had a playfully stern demeanor on his face. You knew Daryl didn't want you working on the crib, but you did it anyway.

 

Daryl wouldn't let you lift a finger during your pregnancy, so scared that you may overwork yourself and harm the baby. Having waited so long to start your family together, it was a blessing to find out you were finally pregnant just two months after the war with The Saviors had ended and Daryl wasn't going to let anything happen to your baby. 

 

Every time you and Daryl worked on the nursery, you technically never worked. Daryl would have you sit down in the rocking chair in the corner and tell you, "You direct, I do." 

 

"Shit, sorry." You ran your hands through your hair and let out a stressed sigh, looking down at the parts that surround you. "I know you want me to relax, but the baby is almost here, and I can't relax knowing this nursery isn't done. This crib is the final thing that needs to be done to finish the nursery, and I can't relax until it's finished."

 

Daryl can instantly tell how stressed you are; he knew when you were focused on something you couldn't know peace until it was done, just like him many times. 

 

"Hey, look at me." He reaches a hand out and gently places it under your chin, turning your head so that you're looking him in the eye now. "I'm gonna finish this right now so you don't have to worry about a damn thing."

 

His close proximity made your cheeks heat up; every word or action this man bestowed upon you always made you feel entirely loved and cared for. "Really?" You looked up at him, smiling softly. 

 

Daryl notices the shift in hue in your face, so he gently brushes his thumb against the apple of your cheek, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. 

 

"Mmhm," he hums affirmitively, "you just sit over there lookin’ pretty for me, okay?" 

 

He steps a little closer to you, his hand now moving from your face to gently rest on the top of your bump, a protective and loving gesture. 

 

His actions sent a sudden and unexpected pulse of arousal straight down to your core. With the constant changing of your hormones through your pregnancy, it was hard to not get turned on by everything your husband did. It was basically impossible to not constantly be craving him. 

 

You placed your hand on top of his before your daydream was ruined by a swift kick against Daryl's hand. You were so down bad that even for just a moment you considered pushing all of the crib business to tomorrow. 

 

A small chuckle escapes Daryl's lips once he feels another kick, a feeling that he'd never get tired of. He gently rubs his thumb back and forth, crinkling the fabric of the old Motörhead shirt of his that he'd let you wear all the time. 

 

"Okay. I guess I'll just get to work folding some more of the clothes we got. Thank you, hon." You looked up at him with an appreciative smile. 

 

He leans down and presses a kiss to your forehead before he gently turns you around, ushering you towards the rocking chair in the corner of the room as he begins to look at the selection of tools you brought up.

 

Once you sat down, you grabbed the black garbage bag that sat on the floor beside the chair. It was filled with various clothing items found on runs or were gifted from other communities from families whose children didn't need them any more. 

 

Most of the clothes you and Daryl had for the baby were gender-neutral because you and Daryl had no idea what you were having. It was just your luck when you found out you were pregnant that you were never able to get any ultrasounds done because somehow both the machines in Alexandria and at Hilltop had stopped working and no one has been able to find a new one since. 

 

Daryl glances over at you every so often as he puts together the crib, his eyes shifting from the task at hand back to you. He watches as you fold a onesie, using your belly as a space to fold it.

 

Despite the fact you had no idea if you were having a boy or a girl, Daryl for a few months now has had an inkling it was going to be a girl. He had no concrete reasoning, just an almost always right intuition. 

 

"Y'know... I know we won't know until the baby's here, but I feel like we're gonna have a girl... just a feeling though." You hum fondly at the thought, placing a stack of clothes on the dresser beside you. 

 

Daryl grins at your statement and nods, "I was just thinkin' the same thing. Just a hunch." He said as he pieced together a whole section of the crib. 

 

You smiled back at him before you returned to your work, pulling out another pile of clothes and placing them on your lap. You grabbed a shirt from the pile that you flipped around so the front faced you, smoothing out the fabric against your belly to flatten it. 

 

Once you smoothed the shirt out, you realized that it was a size meant for a toddler before you read the words, "Birthday Girl," which had an image of a birthday cake under them. 

 

"Babe, look." You let out a little giggle as you held up the shirt to show Daryl. 

 

"Well, damn, that sure feels like a sign."

 

“If we have a girl, we'll keep it for when she fits it; if not, I'll give it to Aaron for Gracie to have.” 

 

After a bit more time, Daryl had finished the crib and stood up, pushing the crib against the wall as you folded the last item in the bag—a pastel green onesie with a pattern of rabbits leaping throughout—and placed it with the other stacked clothes up on the dresser. 

 

You stood up slowly, adjusting to the movement as you held a hand on your bump to help stabilize yourself, and walked over to beside Daryl at the crib. 

 

You looked at the crib and then at him, “It's perfect,” as you traced your hand along the smoothly painted white finish, “Thank you.” 

 

“It's no problem, hon.” He replied as he wrapped his arm around the small of your back. 

 

“Oh, wait! One more thing!” You ran out of the embrace of his arm and ran towards the dresser, pulling open one of the smaller drawers and pulling something out. 

 

“Can't forget this.” In your hands, you held up a Winnie the Pooh-themed mobile that hung little plushes of the characters, honeybees, and jars of honey, of course gifted by Rick when he got super excited to finally be an honorary uncle. 

 

You stood back beside Daryl and hooked the mobile onto the crib's extended attachment that could hang one over the crib. 

 

You watched Daryl touch it, gently spinning it around, imagining the view your baby would soon get to see. Your baby would soon be lulled to sleep as they look up at the spinning objects and beyond it to the many glow in the dark stars scattered along the ceiling that you had Daryl stick on. 

 

Once the mobile stopped turning, he looked at you as you beamed at him, deeply taking in the moment of this side of Daryl no one gets to see—something special just for you. 

 

He brought his hand to your face again, brushing his thumb against your cheek, causing you to gently shiver. 

 

You looked up and crinkled your nose sweetly at him, a soft smile graced upon your lips. “You better make love to me right now.” 

 

Daryl quickly grabbed your hand, walking fast towards the bedroom as you giggled in toe behind him. Once your bedroom door was shut, he instantly freed you of his shirt before gently helping you down onto the bed, littering kisses along your chest and onto your tummy. 

 

This far along into your pregnancy, side sex became a favorite position for you and Daryl. It was easy on your body so you'd feel comfortable and also not strain yourself, but it also always felt perfectly close and intimate as Daryl held you in a cocoon of loving warmth as he'd bring you to your peak, safely wrapped in his arms while he filled you with another warmth, softly muttering his praises into your ear and against your neck as his hips stuttered, eventually coming down from his own high. 

 

Once you were done, he'd pull out, making you mumble out a groan, missing the feeling of him being inside you as you tiredly blinked your eyes shut, exhausted from having woken up early. 

 

One moment you hear Daryl turn the sink on in the bathroom, and the next you hummed contently at the feeling of a cool washcloth wiping away yours and Daryl's combined fluids before your pair of sleep shorts were slid back up your legs. 

 

Daryl forced you to get up and go to the bathroom before you could go back to sleep. Once you got back from the bathroom, he already had shoved the massive pregnancy pillow he had found you under the blankets so it would circle the both of you in a loving hold—a nest of sorts. 

 

You tucked your back tight against his chest, and he placed a hand on your belly, and soon you were out like a light, both of you falling asleep into a nap that ran into the late afternoon. 

Here you are, two years later, as you and Daryl sit in your dining room, beside your two-year-old daughter, Willow, surrounded by the people you've come to know as family over the years, still missing Rick and imagining him there like you did on her first birthday. 

 

She had just gotten done blowing out her two candles, and Willow stared down at the chocolate cake, mesmerized by the specially made sweet treat for her birthday, amazed because it was rare to have desserts to this degree as it was much harder to come by the ingredients to make a dessert of its size, but your pride and joy deserved a cake on her birthday. On her first birthday, you were only able to make her a cinnamon muffin, the one-year-old didn’t know what cake was so she had nothing to compare the muffin to, she just knew she was enjoying sugar for the first time, blinking excitedly at her parents who watched her eyes light up as she ate a bite of a muffin you gave her.

 

It took a lot of reading, but you finally found a recipe book in Alexandria's library that had a recipe for chocolate cake that you could actually have all of the ingredients for. 

 

Willow picked up her spoon, shoveling up a big bite of her slice before holding the spoon out to you and saying, “Mama, try.” as she pressed the spoon against your lips. 

 

“No, baby. It's your birthday; you get the first bite. Mama will have her own slice.” You smiled at her and redirected her spoon back towards her. 

 

She looked down at her spoon and then at Daryl as he smiled at her, waiting for her to take a bite before she held the spoon up to his lips. 

 

“Try, daddy.” Daryl was about to oppose and tell her the same thing you did; before Willow giggled and shoved the bite past his lips and into his mouth. 

 

You and the entire room lit up with laughter as Daryl swallowed down the bite as a few crumbs fell onto the birthday girl's shirt, the same one you found her two years ago. 

 -`✮´- Extra Author's Note: This is my first ever finished oneshot, please be gentle! Also does anyone want to be tagged in an everything tag, I'm a slow poster so you won't be spammed or anything. I'm surprised I actually finished something for once cause I randomly started this last night even though I have many wips I can't finish. Sorry readers for my series if you're waiting for chapter 2, writing is hard 😭. Also! Dividers by cafekitsune!!! Follow them!!!

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Sorry I haven't been active again, life is really tiring. Anyways, it's my birthday so I thought I'd post this edit I made a bit back so I can at least post something for y'all! This is also posted @ daryldixonvixen on tiktok :]

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Having an even worse day. Need Daryl to hold me so bad. PTSD sucks. That’s all I’ll say on that.

Sorry I haven’t been active again. Will try and work on catching up to replies soon. Birthday in 9 days and not happy about it. Each year I get older my life gets worse. Not excited for 22 :/

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The only thing that would cure me right now is to lay with Daryl in bed on top of him and my face is resting on his chest or in the crook of his neck. (Gonna make an actual post about this so still don’t repost this cause it’s still a vent post.)

Sorry I haven’t been active again. Will try and work on catching up to replies soon. Birthday in 9 days and not happy about it. Each year I get older my life gets worse. Not excited for 22 :/

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Sorry I haven’t been active again. Will try and work on catching up to replies soon. Birthday in 9 days and not happy about it. Each year I get older my life gets worse. Not excited for 22 :/

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Haven’t been active on tiktok at the moment much but I’ve seen most of your edits. Which one?

this image is just so,,,, y’all I could get so explicit but I won’t. He is so strong and so broad. LIKE. the exertion. ohmygod.

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this image is just so,,,, y’all I could get so explicit but I won’t. He is so strong and so broad. LIKE. the exertion. ohmygod.

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this but about Daryl cause mechanic joke or whatever <3

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LMAOOO. I’m sorry you looked it up before hand. And these thoughts stemmed from me going if Scud would have any piercing it would be a frenum piercing and it just turned into me thinking which piercings he’d look good with cause I think piercings are the sexiest thing ever.

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Piercings Scud Would Look Good With:

If Scud were to have piercings I feel like he’d get helixes on each ear, a barbell on his tongue, a ring for his belly button, a frenum, and a lorum.

For the helixes, I kind of just said fuck it cause I love helix rings so much and thought he’d look good with them.

I can imagine Scud in the late 90’s seeing other people with piercings and he always thought they were hot so it was about time he got some for himself.

He’d walked into a piercing shop planning on only getting one piercing but once he felt the adrenaline rush and the joy of looking at himself in the mirror the piercer handed him he decided to get another one that day.

Once the helix studs heal he’d immediately switch to rings because he prefers the look of them more. He also prefers silver/titanium jewelry so all of his jewelry is titanium.

For his tongue piercing, to be honest, I feel like he had a blowjob in a one-night stand with a girl who had a tongue piercing herself and the added pleasure it brought him was crazy, he instantly thought about eating a girl out with a tongue piercing of his own.

Like, his oral skills are already crazy now add on a tongue piercing…. ‼️‼️

I think he got his belly button piercing after Blade saved him and his scars healed. I feel like Scud had always been confident about his looks but his scars bothered him a bit until he brought himself into a new perspective of thinking about how he looks like a movie character with badass-looking scars. He got his belly button piercing at a time when he wasn’t feeling as confident and the piercing brought back so much confidence.

Of course he has dick piercings.

In my opinion he’d have a frenum and a lorum.

Y’all can look up the images of those under your own discretion.

To have the frenum you have to be cut. (And I think he’s circumcised. Tbh I think every one of Norman’s characters is circumcised just cause that’s what I prefer to think about if I have dick headcanons.)

A frenum is pierced behind the glans, just beneath the shaft horizontally, or in many horizontal rows at the bottom of the shaft, when they are put in rows it is then considered a Frenum or Jacob’s Ladder. The frenum would be his first dick piercing and I feel like he may potentially go for a Jacob’s Ladder.

Then lastly he’d have his lorum.

A lorum is pierced on the underside of the penis where the base of the shaft meets the scrotum, horizontally or vertically.

Also, jesus christ, he was so horny when he was finally able to jerk off after his dick piercings reached the healing point of being able to. The minimum wait time is 4 weeks but he should really wait longer. He obviously went with the minimum.

Besides these, he may have various other ear piercings I just can’t think about specifically what!

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Although I love him with the ring I think he’d look so hot with this little number. 🤭

Trying to edit him with it but it's gonna take some time!

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Piercings Scud Would Look Good With:

If Scud were to have piercings I feel like he’d get helixes on each ear, a barbell on his tongue, a ring for his belly button, a frenum, and a lorum.

For the helixes, I kind of just said fuck it cause I love helix rings so much and thought he’d look good with them.

I can imagine Scud in the late 90’s seeing other people with piercings and he always thought they were hot so it was about time he got some for himself.

He’d walked into a piercing shop planning on only getting one piercing but once he felt the adrenaline rush and the joy of looking at himself in the mirror the piercer handed him he decided to get another one that day.

Once the helix studs heal he’d immediately switch to rings because he prefers the look of them more. He also prefers silver/titanium jewelry so all of his jewelry is titanium.

For his tongue piercing, to be honest, I feel like he had a blowjob in a one-night stand with a girl who had a tongue piercing herself and the added pleasure it brought him was crazy, he instantly thought about eating a girl out with a tongue piercing of his own.

Like, his oral skills are already crazy now add on a tongue piercing…. ‼️‼️

I think he got his belly button piercing after Blade saved him and his scars healed. I feel like Scud had always been confident about his looks but his scars bothered him a bit until he brought himself into a new perspective of thinking about how he looks like a movie character with badass-looking scars. He got his belly button piercing at a time when he wasn’t feeling as confident and the piercing brought back so much confidence.

Of course he has dick piercings.

In my opinion he’d have a frenum and a lorum.

Y’all can look up the images of those under your own discretion.

To have the frenum you have to be cut. (And I think he’s circumcised. Tbh I think every one of Norman’s characters is circumcised just cause that’s what I prefer to think about if I have dick headcanons.)

A frenum is pierced behind the glans, just beneath the shaft horizontally, or in many horizontal rows at the bottom of the shaft, when they are put in rows it is then considered a Frenum or Jacob’s Ladder. The frenum would be his first dick piercing and I feel like he may potentially go for a Jacob’s Ladder.

Then lastly he’d have his lorum.

A lorum is pierced on the underside of the penis where the base of the shaft meets the scrotum, horizontally or vertically.

Also, jesus christ, he was so horny when he was finally able to jerk off after his dick piercings reached the healing point of being able to. The minimum wait time is 4 weeks but he should really wait longer. He obviously went with the minimum.

Besides these, he may have various other ear piercings I just can’t think about specifically what!

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Piercings Scud Would Look Good With:

If Scud were to have piercings I feel like he’d get helixes on each ear, a barbell on his tongue, a ring for his belly button, a frenum, and a lorum.

For the helixes, I kind of just said fuck it cause I love helix rings so much and thought he’d look good with them.

I can imagine Scud in the late 90’s seeing other people with piercings and he always thought they were hot so it was about time he got some for himself.

He’d walked into a piercing shop planning on only getting one piercing but once he felt the adrenaline rush and the joy of looking at himself in the mirror the piercer handed him he decided to get another one that day.

Once the helix studs heal he’d immediately switch to rings because he prefers the look of them more. He also prefers silver/titanium jewelry so all of his jewelry is titanium.

For his tongue piercing, to be honest, I feel like he had a blowjob in a one-night stand with a girl who had a tongue piercing herself and the added pleasure it brought him was crazy, he instantly thought about eating a girl out with a tongue piercing of his own.

Like, his oral skills are already crazy now add on a tongue piercing…. ‼️‼️

I think he got his belly button piercing after Blade saved him and his scars healed. I feel like Scud had always been confident about his looks but his scars bothered him a bit until he brought himself into a new perspective of thinking about how he looks like a movie character with badass-looking scars. He got his belly button piercing at a time when he wasn’t feeling as confident and the piercing brought back so much confidence.

Of course he has dick piercings.

In my opinion he’d have a frenum and a lorum.

Y’all can look up the images of those under your own discretion.

To have the frenum you have to be cut. (And I think he’s circumcised. Tbh I think every one of Norman’s characters is circumcised just cause that’s what I prefer to think about if I have dick headcanons.)

A frenum is pierced behind the glans, just beneath the shaft horizontally, or in many horizontal rows at the bottom of the shaft, when they are put in rows it is then considered a Frenum or Jacob’s Ladder. The frenum would be his first dick piercing and I feel like he may potentially go for a Jacob’s Ladder.

Then lastly he’d have his lorum.

A lorum is pierced on the underside of the penis where the base of the shaft meets the scrotum, horizontally or vertically.

Also, jesus christ, he was so horny when he was finally able to jerk off after his dick piercings reached the healing point of being able to. The minimum wait time is 4 weeks but he should really wait longer. He obviously went with the minimum.

Besides these, he may have various other ear piercings I just can’t think about specifically what!

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Thinking about Daryl liking Reader's piercings and they get together and over time she has to get rid of most of her piercings over the years cause you don't exactly have the time or the resources to take care of piercings in an apocalypse. I have 10 piercings and most of them would have to go!

Her getting sad she has to take them out and he tells her she still looks amazing and she's at least happy about the ones she can keep. He helps her out with some piercings she doesn't know how to take out... Do I know how to take out my two helix rings on my right ear?? Nope. Imagining him finding wire cutters and cutting my helixes AGHHGH.

I love piercings, guys, I gotta talk about them. (I also need to talk about my thoughts about Scud with piercings 🤭 I have specifics on what piercings he'd look good with.)

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Who else loves piercings? I have 10 now and they all make me so happy. There’s a reason the reader in my new fic series is alternative. Aghghgh can’t wait to write more. One of my piercings, I got jewelry that reminded me of Daryl. Not the only reason I wanted it but yeah. It’s my conch on my right ear, It’s a little dagger. Why I go by Dagger on here!

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ohmygod this is so good. I'm trying to start reblogging more, guys I swear I love the stuff I read and I have so many thoughts but I have a hard time expressing them out but. ohmygod this is so cute, i love completely in love, fools for each other trope as a genre of smut so much. also listening to chapell roan while writing this is just perfect.

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Characters: Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader | Pre-Saviors Alexandria Era

Summary: Daryl Dixon went on a run to scavenge for supplies, but came back with vibrators instead.

Warnings: typical TWD violence, threats, guns, vibrators, smut, slightly comedic, idiots in love, fluffy

Word Count: 1450

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Daryl was sat against the car, smoking a cigarette. It had been almost three days of scavenging for supplies and food for Alexandria when he and Rick wandered upon an old warehouse.

The warehouse was surprisingly clear of walkers. They had scouted the front of the building and saw stacks of full boxes through the dark windows. It was like finding an oasis after two and a half days of finding nothing but empty cans. Deciding that luck was on their side, they crept in through the front door.

What they weren’t expecting to see on the other side of that warehouse door was a camp of men. Roughly 15 men shot up from where they were sleeping and brought their guns up to aim at Rick and Daryl.

“Think you can just creep in here while we’re sleeping? You trying to take what’s ours?” One of the men yelled as he stepped forward. The leader, Daryl assumed.

Rick raised his hands up by his head. “We didn’t know this place was occupied. We can leave.”

The man scoffed. “Why, so you can bring back more people to wipe us out? How do you think we have all of this stuff? It’s because we protect it. So we’re gonna kill you, take your stuff, and then burn your bodies.”

Daryl feels a man press a gun into his side. “Rick.”

“Yeah, I know.” Rick sighs, exasperated. “Go.”

Daryl twists the gun out of the man’s hands and knocks him out with it. He tosses the gun to Rick who starts going on a lecture about how the men should’ve just listened to them.

Gunfire from both Rick and the men causes Daryl to grab the biggest box that he could carry by himself, and run outside to where their car was haphazardly parked. He tossed the box into the back as Rick ran out of the building and jumped into the driver’s seat.

As Rick peeled out onto the road back to Alexandria, Daryl leaned over his seat to open the box.

“Hope we got somethin’ that was worth all of that.” Daryl said as he pulled the last flap of the box open.

Rick watched in the rearview mirror as Daryl’s face dropped. “What is it?”

Daryl picked up one of the pink toys and tossed it at Rick.

“S’a bunch of fuckin’ vibrators.”

When Daryl got home, Alexandria was thankfully quiet. He didn’t want to have to deal with people asking what they brought back from the run. Maybe he would sleep in tomorrow and let Rick deal with it in the morning.

However, it was you who was at the gate. You who he knows won’t stop asking until you get an answer.

After Rick parked the car and you closed the gate, you ran up to hug Daryl.

“I missed you so much, three days was too long.” You said as you kissed him.

He smiled, glad to feel some of the guilt for not finding anything on the run roll off his shoulders.

You watched Rick grab a lone box out of the back of the car. “Oh, what did you guys find?”

Daryl grunted and took the box from Rick. “What do I even do with these, man?”

Rick chuckled and opened the box. “I’m gonna take one for Michonne, I guess. Just give the rest to Olivia for her to take inventory like usual.” He grabbed one of the toys from the box.

Your eyes widened as you saw what the haul from their trip was. You waited until Rick walked away before whispering at Daryl excitedly. “You guys got vibrators for the town?”

“Was an accident. Ran into some guys in a warehouse. Took one of the boxes as they were shootin’ at us. ‘Course it was filled with damn vibrators.”

You let out a giggle at his grumpiness. “I think this is the best haul you’ve ever brought home, I don’t know why you’re so upset!” You grabbed one from the box and started walking with him to the pantry.

“Comes with batteries. We could take all of those and use ‘em.” Daryl said.

You frown. “Or we could bring pleasure to all of the women of Alexandria.”

Daryl stops walking and looks at you. “Thought I gave you enough pleasure. You were even sayin’ it was too much that night before I left.”

You blush as you think back to the night that Daryl overstimulated you before he left on his run. “Yeah you do. But not everyone has a Daryl Dixon. Plus we could try it together. Might be fun?”

He shrugs his shoulders. “Fine. We’re okay on batteries right now anyway.” He says as he continues walking to the pantry.

You grin to yourself as you clutch your new toy to your chest. “Yay! We don’t even have to refill the batteries. We can just use it until they die and then throw it away.”

“Oh my- Daryl.”

The walk to the house from the pantry had Daryl thinking about getting you home and getting you off. You had barely closed the door when he started stripping your clothes off.

You giggled as he kissed your neck. “I thought we’d at least sleep after your run before jumping in!”

“Nah, need to make you feel good.” He grunted and picked you up over his shoulder.

You squealed and held on tight to your vibrator as he started walking to your shared bedroom. The packaging was torn open in a hurry while you were still upside down on Daryl’s shoulder. You dropped the box as you yanked the toy out.

Daryl smacked your ass to signal that he was going to toss you onto the bed. You land on the fluffy blankets and pillows and laugh as Daryl finishes taking your clothes off. “You’re so eager, I thought you weren’t sure about bringing toys into the bedroom.”

He smirks down at you. You were still holding onto the bright pink vibrator with a look of excitement in your eyes. “You said ya wanted to try. So we’re trying.”

He grabs the toy from your hand and presses the button to turn it on. Your eyes light up as it immediately starts buzzing in your lover’s hand.

“How do ya want me to do this, baby?” He whispers as he trails the fluttering toy up your thigh.

You close your eyes and sigh into the feeling. “I don’t care, just need it somehow, Daryl.”

“Ya want me to eat ya out? Put this thing on yer clit?”

You nod your head at the thought. You also notice his accent getting thicker as he gets more aroused; a trait that you’ve come to admire about him.

“Okay, ‘ve got ya, honey.”

Daryl lays down on his stomach between your thighs and brings your legs up to rest on his shoulders. He licks a long stripe from your hole to your clit, making you gasp at the contact. Gently, he presses the toy onto your puffy clit. He looks up at you, assessing the situation. He smirks when he sees your head thrown back and your fingers clutching the blanket underneath you.

“That feel good, baby?”

“Would feel even better if you used your m-mouth.” You gasped out.

Daryl kissed your inner thigh. “Say please.”

You pouted at him. “Please, Dar?”

Daryl kissed just to the side of your hole, muttered something about you being a “princess” and dove in.

You moaned and tossed around in the bed. To an outside perspective, it would look like some type of weird exorcism. But it was just Daryl making you feel so good. Daryl and that “damn vibrator.”

His tongue continued to lap up the wetness that you were producing for him. Because it was always for him. He moaned into your soaked hole and tongue-fucked you into oblivion.

The continuous buzz of the vibrator kept lifting you up and up until you were finally at your peak. Daryl was mumbling praises that could barely reach your ears as you shook underneath him. Your thighs tightened around his head, but he didn’t stop until your body relaxed under his tongue and your moans turned into small whines.

Your breathing was labored and there was a ringing in your ears that sounded like the song of heaven as you lay there, recovering from the insanely intense orgasm that Daryl had just given you.

Daryl. You pulled yourself up onto your elbows and looked down at your man. He was licking the vibrator.

You both locked eyes as he pulled it away from his mouth. Smiling at each other, you said in unison;

“We’re keeping it.”