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Rick would love riling you up — watching you squirm, gettin’ all needy and flushed just from the way he looked at you.

“Don’t pout at me,” he’d say low, that sharp smirk tugging at his mouth.

“God, girl… you’re so fuckin’ needy.”

The way his eyes would drag over you — slow and heavy — drove you crazy.

And he knew it.

His touch lingered just a little too long.

Voice dropping as he spoke, dark and steady. It made your head go dizzy.

Everything he did was deliberate. Controlled. He wanted you riled up. Desperate and begging. His messy little girl.

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♯┆Shane Walsh x F! Reader .ᐟ

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・pairing: shane walsh x f!reader

・notes: brat!reader, dom-ish shane, established relationship

・length: short drabble

You’d gotten into it with Shane over somethin’ stupid. But you were stubborn — so you ignored him all day. Shooting him dirty looks, stomping past him like he wasn’t even there, pretending not to hear when he called after you.

He let you. For a while. He was tired, sweat clinging to him from a long day of work, and all he wanted now was to unwind.

So when he finally got you alone, He came up behind you, slow and sultry, arms wrapping around your waist as he dipped down, murmuring against your ear.

“Didn’t mean t’hurt your feelin’s, sweetheart,” he whispered, lips brushing warm along the side of your neck.

You didn’t answer. Just kept your arms crossed. But you felt an ache thrumming between your legs at his lazy drawl

His hips started rocking against you— slowly, needy. His cock pressed against your ass, all heavy and deliberate. Now dazed, barely holding back.

“I jus’ need to feel up on you a lil, okay, baby?” His voice low, “been workin’ real hard.”

Still, you kept up your little act. Pouty, fussy, whispering some breathy protest. But he wasn’t hearing it. Wasn’t interested in your dramatics.

“I know, baby. I know,” he just kept repeating, voice getting rougher.

By the time he spun you around, it was over. You diverted your gaze, lips pouting as he pulled you in.

“You gon’ make me feel good, sweet girl?”

One hand gripped the back of your neck, the other already tugging at the buttons of your cute little shorts — eager, greedy. His eyes dark, jaw tight. Every inch of him aching to teach you a lesson for makin’ him wait.

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꒰🏹꒱ intro post ⊹˚₊

Hey, welcome to my blog!! 𝜗ৎ

you can call me Dollie, but Babie also works

⟢ my pronouns are she/her

♯. interests ⌇ the walking dead, euphoria, bones and all, fight club, the hunger games, fantastic mr. fox, art, photography, cinematography, moodboards/ pinterest

♯. music ⌇ the smiths, jeff buckley, the neighbourhood, lana del rey, etc.

♯. misc ⌇favourite colour is pink, I love love deers, & I’m currently studying art & design

⟢ I will be posting fics at some point. I (for now) will write for daryl dixon, shane walsh, and rick grimes. This is purely because the walking dead is my current fixation

I do plan to write for other male characters, if you have requests you’re welcome to send them over!!

𐔌 . ⋮ 𝓡ᥙℓᥱʂ .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

please be mindful while you’re here, hate will get you blocked

I won’t write for— minors, incest, female characters, male!reader (unless requested, however I will not write male!reader smut)