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Warm Up

Rafe Cameron x pouge!fem!reader

Warnings: none really, just fluff

Word count: 630

A/N: what is happening?? Two fics in like three days?? I must be sick or something.

No but seriously, I’m so in love with Rafe and I just need some fluff so this is just something short and sweet that took me way too long to get down.

Hope you enjoy!! <33

You were cramped up on a sunbed, it was a tight fit but with Rafe laying half on top of you it was comfortable enough. His head was laying on your chest, using it as a pillow. It was still warm out, the last bit of sun warming up your bodies.

"This is nice" you reached your hand out to get the drink on the small table next to you, taking a sip "Want some?" you held the glass at his level.

"Thanks, but that means i need to move" he squeezed his arms tighter around you "And I´m way too comfortable" he finished.

"Suit yourself" you downed the last bit, leaving only the ice in the glass.

"I´m sorry about what went down on the beach" he mumbled. Your hand that had been stroking his back stopped for a moment "I know I should’ve said something"

You shifted a bit, making him look up at you "I know you are honey" you had been mad at him, but you understood why he hadn´t said anything. With all the whispering behind his back about his dad and family he was scared, scared that if he wasn´t all in with the rest of the kooks they´d turn against him.

"I´m sick of it, the whole kooks and pouge thing" he laid his head down on your chest again "But I did hate them, especially those idiots my sister keeps running around with, but i like you" he nestled his face into your neck "Really like you" you could practically feel him smirking as he placed lazy kissed on your neck.

"Rafe" you giggled out. You sank deeper into the sunbed, placing yourself directly under him. He was hoovering above you, making the sun hit your face.

"You really are something, you know that?" you felt your face heat up. It wasn´t too often he was like this, the rare moments you got, you cherished "Pouge and all" he teased, grinning down at you.

Just like that, the peace you just felt was replaced with mischief "And you are an asshole" you shot back, placing a playful kiss on his nose "You know, if you like me and I´m a pouge, you might like the others too"

He huffed "Pfft if they´re not you, I don´t like them" you scrunched your face in dissaproval "But-" he sighted deeply "but I`ll try and tolerate them" he finished, kissing your lips softly.

"I can live with that" you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in for another kiss. The sun had gone down and the lack of the previous warm rays made you shiver slightly "Is the hot tub running? I´m cold"

"Don´t think so, but it doesn't take long to heat up" he sat up, pulling you with him. Your legs draped over his knees "But in the meanwhile I think I know a few ways to get you warm again" his hand ran up your leg, grinning at you, your cheeks fluster again.

"My saviour" you said dramatically, swinging your legs to the ground you stood up "I´m gonna go and get my bikini while you heat the tub up" standing up as well he wrapped his arms around you from behind.

"Bikini? No no, no need for that" he once again placed lazy kisses along your neck, making you lean your head back against him "I told you, I have a plan to keep you warm" he slowly started to walk towards the hot tub still with his arms around you.

"Mhm, right" you giggled out, turning your head to place a kiss on his jaw. You wished you could stay like this forever, just you and Rafe, away from everyone and everything. You knew that tomorrow would be back to the usual chaos that seemed to curse the island, but for now, you were here. Just here in the moment with Rafe, not worrying about anything.

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Not sure I like this but it just feels good the write I guess so here we are. And as always feedback is always welcome and thank you for reading!! <33

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Head Scratches

Dean Winchester x fem!reader

Warnings: slight sexual indications, tiny bit of angst if you squint, other than that, FLUFF

Word Count: ~900

A/N: I’ve literally forgotten how to write but I wanna start again so i apologize for any mistakes and feedback is always welcome!!

Hope you enjoy!

It was a quiet evening, in fact the whole day had been quiet. Your last hunt had drained all of you, making you come to the decision to not go looking for your next.

Dean had protested at first. Not wanting to waste anytime in finding the yellow-eyed demon, yet here he was. Laying with his head in your lap on the dusty sofa in the corner of the even dustier motel room you´d all taken into for the night.

"You know, one of these days we have to splurge just a little bit. Get a proper hotel room, or at least a room that doesn't make me sneeze every five minutes." you said mindlessly as one of your hands ran through his short hair. When you didn´t get an answer you stopped for a second and looked down at him. His eyes were shut. "You´re not falling asleep on me, are you? Sam will be back with some food soon" you stated.

Dean gave out a small huff "Why´d you stop?" One of his hands reached up behind his head, fumbling to find yours, he took it and firmly tangled your fingers back into his hair again "Please do continue sweetheart" eyes still closed.

You smiled softly, not being able to deny how much you enjoyed the nickname "For someone who was so determined to not take a quiet day in, you seem to be enjoying it an awful lot" you giggled out.

"How couldn´t I?" he slowly opened his eyes to look at you, letting a sly grin grace his lips "I´m in company of an very hot woman who continues to stroke my head when i tell her too" he wiggled his eyebrows at you, flashing an even bigger grin.

You rolled your eyes at him "Ha ha very funny" you slapped his chest gently "I´m staring to wonder if this head," tapping your fingers against his forehead "actually does any thinking, and not just the other one" you let your eyes dart to the lower half of his body.

"Not when you´re around sweetheart" he closed his eyes again with a content sight "The not so little, little man down there is perfectly capable of thinking on his own" he said, a bit too proud of himself.

"Jerk" was all you got out, trying keep the heat on your face from rising. You and Dean were something, a thing as Sam would call it, and yeah, maybe you were, but nothing ever really happened.

He´d flirt, you´d respond with something equally as flirty or do your best to try and sound grossed out. Other than that, nothing happened. You didn’t really know what you felt, you liked him, really liked him, but then what? Both your lives where chaos, always on the move, putting your lives on the line almost daily.

Too deep in thought you hadn´t noticed Dean staring at you, nudging you slightly "Hey," snapped out of it you looked down at him "what´s up? That wasn´t too far was it?" he looked at you, slightly concerned.

Still slightly out of it you shook your head "What?" his words slowly coming into your mind "No... no it´s..." you didn´t know how to phrase it, so you just blurred it out "What are we?" Dean opened his mouth and closed it again, you held your breath, anxious for his answer.

At last, he sat up and turned around to face you, cornering you at the edge of the couch, between him and the armrest "Can´t say i haven't thought about it, with my brain, mind you" you couldn´t help but to giggle a bit, letting go of some of the anxiety gnawing at you "I´ve never lied to you, every little flirty comment have been true, i really do like you" your eyes darted to his lips for a second.

"I- I like you too" you felt like a teenager with a crush, all warm and giddy, confused what to do with yourself "I really, really do, but our lives, not knowing what happens next, not-" you were cut off.

He scooched closer, propping his arm up on the back rest of the couch, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear "We´ll never know what´s gonna happen next, even in a normal life we wouldn´t" now it was his turn, letting his eyes rest of your lips for a moment "Question is, what do you want to happen next?" his eyes met yours again.

You didn´t even think about it "This" was all you said before your lips found his. It was slow, almost shy, until Dean cupped your face in his hands and deepened the kiss. It was still soft but more passionate, urgent.

The qlick of the lock on the door made you break away, sucking in air sharply. You shifted slightly just in time for Sam to open the door "Food delive-" he stopped in his tracks, giving you and Dean a funny look "Did I interrupt something?"

"Yes!" "No!" Dean and you exclaimed. Sam looked between the two of you and shook his head "I´ll just, uhm, I´ll just set the food up" he spun around awkwardly.

You looked at Dean, feeling like a deer in headlights "What now?" you whispered anxiously.

He looked at you for a moment, leaned forward and gave you one last kiss, letting his face stay close to yours "We table this for later`" he gave you a smirk and a wink as he licked his lips "All this touchy feely has made me starving" he joked and stood up, reaching his hand out the pull you up.

He pulled you up faster then you had expected, making you come crashing into his chest "But take out isn´t really what I´m hungry for" he smirked before turning a round, dragging you to the dinner table with a heat rising on you face and traveling elsewhere.

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Am I back?? Who knows? Might disappear for a year again hah. But thank you for reading and I really do hope I get my writing motivation back cause it’s was fun<333

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iT SHOULD NOT BE THIS HARD TO Get AN INSTAGRAM ACCOUNT BACK

Like come on i´ve sent at least 20 videos of my face proving that it´s my damn account and i´ve gotten two codes, one worked just for me to be locked out of the account after a few hours, even though i did everything not to be AND the second code didn´t even work :(

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I don’t know if there’s still any people here BUT I really wanna write again but don’t know for who! I’m snowed in on Chibs Telford and Tig Trager from SOA but anyone have any suggestions?

Other series I could write for:

Arrow

HoTD/GoT

OBX

Vikings

Stranger Things

Shadowhunters

Peaky Binders

Titans

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A Night Swing

Billy Hargrove x reader

Warnings: mention of drinking and slight indication of abuse (Billy and his father) other than that it’s just fluff <3

Word count: ~900

A/n: Okey I wrote this MONTHS ago, but here it is :))

HI!!! Omg idk why I’ve been gone for so long, but I’m back tihi. I’m sorry for any mistakes but I wrote this in the car on my way to see Metallica ahhh so cool!

GIF by avenging-fandoms

You had no idea what time it was. 3 in the morning? No maybe closer to 4. Your jacket was long lost, if you were lucky it was still at Carols house and you’d be able to get it back at school later. If you were unlucky you’d lost it on you way to the small playground you were now at.

Originally you weren’t supposed to go to the party but decided last minute to swing by anyway. It had been great, loads of booze and dancing but at some point you felt bothered. Head hurting and the world wouldn’t stay still, you just need out, so you left and walked aimlessly.

Now you were sitting on a swing in the small playground, in the middle of the night, trying to sober up by drinking from the water bottle you’d snatched before you left.

“Rough night?” Your head snapped towards the voice. He was leaning against one of the poles that held up the swings “sorry if I’m interrupting” he followed up, eyeing you from head to toe.

Billy Hargrove, you knew who he was. He was hard to miss, every morning he arrived at school you could here his car form a distance and when he entered the school you could hear the girls giggle. He was hot, you’d give him that.

You took a sip of your water “I lost my jacket�� a whiny sigh left your lips, definitely hadn’t sobered up yet “You can sit if you want” you gestured to the other swing beside you.

He pushed himself off the pole and took a few steps towards the swing and sat down. A small wince danced over his face as he did, one of his hands instinctively went to his shoulder.

“Are you okey?” You looked for the bottle that had slipped out of your grip and stretched your arm out to hand it to him “It’s just water if you want some”

He took it “I wouldn’t have minded if it was something else, preferably vodka” he joked.

You gave off a short laugh “Don’t even mention vodka in my presence right now” you turned your head towards him again “but seriously, are you okey?” you weren’t sure how serious you managed to sound but you tried to clean up your speech.

He nodded “My dads a dick” his tongue played over his teeth in a small bitter grin as he leaned his head back to look at the sky “sometimes I wanna kill him for making mom leave” it wasn’t really something he said to you, more of a thought said out loud for himself.

You looked at your feet for a moment, thinking, before you looked up again “Sorry” was all you could think about to say. You shivered as the wind picked up for a moment.

He looked at you and then stood up “Here” he shook off his leather jacket and placed it over your shoulders.

“What if you freeze?” You leaned you head back to look up at him, pulling the jacket closer to you with one hand.

“5 minute walk and I’m home” was all he said before he sat back down on his swing. He lit a cigarette the he had pulled from his pocket.

It amazed you. Never had you spoken to Billy before tonight and now you were sitting at a playground in the middle of the night with his jacket around you and charging a water bottle with him.

“Are you sure you should go home?” He looked confused for a second “because of your dad I mean” you continued “you can take my couch if you want, my parents are out of town for the weekend”

For a moment he just sat quiet, avoiding to look at you “If you don’t want to that’s okey, I fully get it, so no pre…” you started to ramble nervously.

“It sounds good, then I know you get home okey too” he interrupted, his voice sounded strained.

“Oh, okey, thank you” you stood up, still holding the swing chains for support “lets go then” you made an effort to let go of the chains to start walking but felt the world rock back and forth for a moment. making you fumble.

“Yeah no okey, you tell me where we’re going and I’ll help you lead the way” an arm wrapped around your waist. He was fast with saving you from falling head first to the ground.

“Thank you” you breathed out. You couldn’t help but feel the heath spread across you face “I should’ve skipped that last cup of punch” you tried to joke as you pointed in the right direction.

A small smile formed on his face “Lucky you I’m here to help you then” he grinned.

“Ah yes, lucky me, otherwise I’d still be sitting on a swing freezing my ass off” you giggled as you steadied your steps, you did feel a lot better.

After you’d been walking for a while he stopped, making you stop with him “Thank you” he mumbled. You turned you head towards him, surprised “really I meant it, I don’t know what he’d do if I went back now”

You studied his face, he looked terrified for a split second. At last cracked a soft smile “Don’t worry about it, stay as long as you like, I don’t think my parents would mind”

He gave you a short nod “Okey” he squeezed your waist lightly and continued “where to next?”

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Thanks you reading!! <33 My first ever stranger things fic!! Idk why I haven’t written about it before

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Valentine’s Day

Warnings: none, just fluff

Summary: how I think it would be like to spend Valentine’s Day with different obx characters

A/n: this was a bit rushed and I know it’s only three characters so far but these were the ones that popped up in my head first. I’ll probably add more characters later, I just want this out while it’s still Valentine’s Day <33

JJ

- would drag you trough the woods for an hour as a “short walk” to a secret picnic spot

- “Come on babe, it’s really nice, promise”

- in the end it would be really nice, he would’ve prepared everything

- fairy lights, blankets and pillows, food, snacks and drinks

- “admit it, I’m the best boyfriend ever” “easy there, I’m still mad from the death hike you dragged me on” “so dramatic, you know you love me”

- you’d stay cuddled up in each others arms watching the starts for as long as you could

“JJ, who’s property is this?” ”if you’re worried about trespassing, don’t be, I’ve got it covered”

Rafe

- jewelry and expensive chocolates

- “only the best for my valentine”

- would take you on a ride on his bike and later watch the sunset at the beach

- you’d arrive at the beach just as the sky began to go orange and pink, still allowing the sun to warm up the sand a few more minutes

- he’d really just spoil you more than usual

- “rafe you really didn’t have to, it’s too expensive” “too expensive? Bullshit, nothing is too expensive if it’s for you”

- “one last thing, you know I’m yours right? And that you’re mine?” “Of course I do Rafe”

Kiara

- Valentine’s Day? That’s only a trick for big companies to get richer

- “if I want to buy you flowers or take you on a date, I don’t need a special day to do it”

- she would say this while holding a small bouquet of flowers behind her back

- “but I know you like it so I got you these anyway” “deep down, I know you’re just a sucker for all the hearts and chocolate”

- her idea of a Valentine’s date would just be the two of you spending time with each other, to not feed in to the “holiday” too much

- “I love you, no matter what day it is” “love you too”

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Night Watch

Joel Miller x reader

Warnings: none, just fluff all around

Word count: 534

A/n: Like do I put game Joel or Pedro?? I love them equally :’) (I’ll just put both) Anyway, just something fairly short and sweet cause that’s what I need after the last ep. I knew what was coming, but it HURT.

Ever since Ellie found that joke book of hers, Joel had been softening up. You could see how his shoulders began to relax and his jaw became more and more unclenched. Sometimes, you even got to hear him laugh.

”It’s nice you know” you walked up to him, sitting by the bar. You’d found an old pub to hide in for the night and Joel had insisted on staying up as watch “Its been awhile since I saw you this happy”

He twisted a bit, making the bar stool squeak “Go back to sleep, you’ll need it” his rifle was strategically placed on the disk that he was resting his elbows against, keeping his eyes on the barricaded door.

“I got a few hours in and Ellie is out like a light, so if anyone should be getting some sleep it’s you” you blocked his view of the door, placing your body in front of him “I’m serious” you gestured with your hands for him to move so you could take his place.

“Move” he huffed, clenching his jaw in annoyance.

You didn’t. Instead you let out a small laugh “Your mood swings are almost worse than a teenager going through puberty” not even a small grin moved across his face “Just a few hours ago you seemed so relaxed and…” content? No that wasn’t right.

“Move, I’m not asking again” his tone was harsher than what you’d anticipated, and apparently what he expected as well. His posture drooped a little “She’s scared” his head turned slightly to where Ellie was sleeping.

Oh.

“She’s just a kid, kids shouldn’t have to be scared” he didn’t have to say it, but you knew he was thinking of Sarah. He hadn’t told you exactly what happened but you knew enough.

You reached your arms out, running them up and down his arms “I know, I know” you paused, looking into his eyes, he was tired “But you still need rest, please, I’ll keep watch and you get some well needed sleep”

He slowly stood up “As soon as you see the sun, you wake me, understand?” It wasn’t really a question, more of a demand “Understand?”you nodded your head.

“Not a second later, I promise” you gave him a small smile, gently catching one of his hands in yours as he began to walk away “She’ll be alright you know, and so will we” you weren’t sure of how reassuring it actually was, but it’s was better than nothing.

“Mhm” he gave you a short nod and squeezed your hand before letting go and backing away slowly, keeping his eyes on yours for as long as he could “See you in the mornin’ darlin’”

“See you in the morning” you made yourself comfortable on the stool, taking the same position as Joel had earlier.

The thought of letting him sleep in crossed your mind, but when the first light hit the pub, you abandoned your post, gently waking him up. If he wanted to be the one to keep Ellie, and you, safe, you’ve weren’t going to stop him.

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Thank you for reading <3 Also I’m so close to 200 followers!! Thank you so so much!

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Bitter Old Man

Joel Miller x reader

Warnings: a few curse words and angst (arguing), fluff towards the end

Word count: 1057

A/n: That’s it, I’m officially writing Joel fics, I absolutely love the show and can’t wait for more episodes. That’s right, I CAN’T wait, so I’m watching the gameplays, a certain someone just got their head smashed in :’)

Joel had been hesitant to smuggle Ellie out, so had you, but if you didn't take her, someone else would. 

You were held up in one of the decaying buildings, it looked like an old shop. A few items were scattered on the floor, but other than that it was empty and secure. Joel had insisted on triple checking.

“At lest she falls asleep fast” you looked down at the girl sleeping on the floor beside you, using her backpack as a pillow.

“It´s not too late to turn back” Joels gaze was focused on her “We turn back now, dump her off and let someone else take her to where she needs to be” he switched his gaze to you.

“No we can´t” you understood why he wanted to, his brother came first and with Ellie that mission became compromised. He gave you a questioning look, not understanding why not “Joel, she´s a fourteen year old girl being handed form person to person, besides, if she truly can help end this as she says, I´m not sure I trust anyone else with her”

“She is still not our problem, we should be finding Tommy and then be done with it” he sounded almost angry, getting out a stressed whisper “A cure? Bullshit, she made that up just to stay alive a while longer” 

You looked at him disbelief “What is your problem?” you quickly looked to Ellie to see that she was still sleeping “Are you really so bitter that you´ve lost all hope and is gonna blame a little girl for your problems?”

Letting out a deep sigh and dragging his hand over his face, he got up from the floor across from you “I ain´t blaming her, I´m saying that I have more important things to do with my time than looking after a helpless brat!” the frustration was clear in his voice even if he tried to keep it down.

You got up as well, careful not to wake Ellie. You moved away from her, still keeping her in sight but enough distance to not wake her with your voices “Okey let me ask you this, if we don´t help her, who will?” he opened his mouth to answer but you stopped him “And don´t give me that ´not my problem´ crap”

He closed it again for a second, but opened it again “Three weeks” he stepped closer and lowered his voice “You really believe that she's been bitten for three fucking weeks? She´s a ticking bomb!” he wasn't wrong, no matter how long she had fought off the infection, you had no idea how long her body would be able to keep it up.

“Then lets get her to The Capitol building as fast as we can” you were sick of his arguing, turning around and starting the move back to Ellie.

“What then? For all we know Marlene could be dead and we´ll never get our payment” he reached out and caught your arm, forcing you to stay “I get that she's gotten your hopes up about a cure, but come on, you´re not that stupid”

You turned you head back to him “If you wanna be a bitter old man, then fine, be that, but leave me the fuck out of it!” now it was your turn to sound angry “And besides, I´m not leaving her out in this world all alone, would you ever have left Sarah?” the moment her name left you lips you wanted to take it back.

He yanked your arm which he still had a hold of “Watch it” his voice was dangerously low and his face dangerously close to yours “She´s off limits, got it?” it wasn't a question, more of a warning about a line he dared you to cross.

You stayed quiet for a moment, cursing yourself for bringing her up “Joel, I´m sorry, that wasn't fair, I didn´t...”

“Mean it? Yes you did” he let go of your arm “Get some rest, we move out in a few hours” and with that the conversation was over.

You didn't get any rest, but twisted and turned instead. As soon as you all were packed up again, you headed out. Ellie must have noticed something was off, after a few attempts to lighten the mood she kept quiet. 

You made a quick stop, searching one of the old buildings for supplies “Listen, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have brought her up” you watched how Joel searched through a cabinet.

“Where´s Ellie?” he didn´t turn around, but kept looking through the drawers.

“She´s in the other room” you moved closer “Joel could you just please look at me?” reaching out you put your hand on his shoulder. He stood up straight, looking you in the eyes.

Without saying anything you hugged him, wrapping your arms around him and squeezing gently. At first he didn´t move, but then you felt him return it, slowly “I know you´re sorry, I just...” he paused, thinking of his next words “I just haven´t heard someone say her name in awhile”

You drew away enough to look at him “I know” you didn´t know what else to say, letting you gaze study his face. The memory from the night before, of his face being this close to yours fluttered in your mind. Without thinking you reached out and let your lips meet his, it was fast and thoughtless.

You made yourself ready to apologize, drawing away from him, but he stopped you with a hand on your waist. He drew you in, deepening the kiss you had started “Don’t you dare apologize” he breathed out.

Before you could respond, Ellie stepped in to the room “I knew it! I knew something was going on with you two!” she looked at you proudly as you drew away from Joel, then she gave you a suspicious look “Wait did the two of you… EW I knew I heard voices last night, gross!” She spited out making a disgusted face.

“Okey kid, that´s enough” Joel shook his head and gave her a tired look, but you could see the twitch at the corner of his mouth “Let´s get a move on, we ain´t got all day”

“I can’t believe it” she stated and turned around, exiting the room again “I was in the same room, yuck” you heard her mumble to herself.

You looked at each other, laughing quietly to yourself. Nothing more had to be said, at least she hadn’t heard your argument and that was the important part. That, and what had just happened between you, if you we’re going on this suicide mission you would at least do it together.

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Thank you for reading <33 I’m gonna go and cry in a corner about Joel now

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Firecrackers

Daryl Dixon x Reader 

Warnings: none, just fluff, spelling mistakes cause its rushed af

Word count: idk (short)

A/n: Happy new years everyone!! I kind of rushed this to get it out before 00:00, success! My plans got cancelled, so instead of getting black out drunk I´m writing a Daryl Dixon fanfic <33

New years, the time to make promises for the year to come. You had talked to Daryl about it but hadn´t gotten too much of a response more than a huff and a “How´d you even know it´s new years? Ain´t like someone´s keeping count”. He wasn´t wrong, it might not be new years, you could have gotten Christmas wrong too, but in the end people had been happy to celebrate either way.  

“Okey, I know that you´re not big on the celebration stuff, but I´m not letting you be alone on new years” Daryl was leaning against a tree when you approached him. Majority of the people in Alexandria were inside, toasting and laughing together, but not Daryl, or you for that matter.

“If I wanted company I´d be inside” he nodded towards the window where you could see the party inside “Still ain´t new years, just a Saturday”

You stood in front of him, arms crossed to keep up your warmth “Now, how do you know that it´s a Saturday but not new years eve?” you teased, he lit a cigarette and shrugged in response “You know, it doesn't matter what day it is, people just need something the be happy about, fireworks would´ve been nice though” it really would have, but even if you had found some it wasn´t the best idea considering all the walkers. 

He didn´t say anything, just continued to focus on his cigarrett. A shiver ran down your spine, it was cold out and the small amount of alcohol you´d had inside wasn´t enough to keep you warm “Please come inside, celebration or not we miss you inside, I miss you inside” You reached your arm out to give him a nudge. 

Putting out his half finished cigarette and placing it back in the pack he slowly pushed himself off from the tree “Fine” A grin was creeping it´s way on to his lips as he reached inside his vest “It ain´t fireworks, but it´s sometin´” he pulled out a wonky box of firecrackers.

“No way! No freaking way, where did you get them?” the fact that you were freezing just a moment ago was forgotten “Can i light one?” you practically ripped the box from his hands, like a kid not having the patiens to unwrap a gift. 

He gave out a genuine laugh and held out his lighter “They´re counting” he nodded towards the window again, they were, holding their glasses in the air. Ten… nine... You took out two and handed him one, lighting yours first and then his with your own.

“Four… three… two… one” and just like that, the crackers went out “Happy new year, Daryl Dixon” you were smiling ear to ear.

“Yeah yeah, happy Sunday Sunshine” yeah yeah, that will have to do.

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Thanks for reading and happy new years again!!

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IS THAT HINTS OF GREY I SEE???? I’m literally dying I didn’t know he could get even hotter

HENRY CAVILL  Avatar: The Way of Water L.A. Premiere | Dec. 12. 2022

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The way I have nothing for any social media right now. Haven’t made an edit in forever, my writers block is the absolute worst and I have not a single good TikTok idea.

AND my writers block is due to my daydreams being shit which results in me being irritated 24/7.

I hate this.

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Listen, she’s really f-ing hot

Lynn Collins as LEAH SHAW The Walking Dead | 11.16: Acts of God

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liam hemsworth is never going to be able to pull off geralt’s slut strands like henry cavill could 

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A cold? Bullshit

Daryl Dixon x Reader 

Warnings: Nothing really, just fluff.

Word count: 583 

A/n: The snowball fight scene made my heart melt, they were all so cute, especially Daryl. I also feel like he would never accept that he was sick, like he would deny it till his grave if needed. Enjoy! <3

You had all gotten to Alexandria eventually, it hadn´t been easy with the snow storm at full rage, but now it was over. The first thing you all had done was to throw snowballs at each other. It was nice seeing everyone so happy, seeing Daryl that happy. 

Now however he was coughing and snivelling “Face it darling, it´s a cold and you need to rest” he was trying to push past you and out of your room to get to a council meeting.

“Nah, I´m okey” he turned is head to cough violently in his arm “I ain´t got a cold, that´s bullshit” he tried to push past you again.

“Daryl, it´s nothing weird with getting a cold, now get your ass in bed for some rest” you carefully pushed him backward towards the bed “I´ll tell the others that you´re sick, it´s no big deal” you finished.

“But I ain´t sick!” he raised his voice with an annoyed tone, again turning his head and coughing. He opened his mouth to say something more but was interrupted by a knock on the door. 

“Hey, what´s going on? The others are waiting for you” Carol stood in the doorframe with a concerned look.

“Comin´” Daryl stood up from the bed and for once you let him past you. Instead you turned to Carol and opened your mouth to speak “Don´t...” he warned pointing at you.

“Don´t what? What is going on?” she shifted on her feet but got no answer “Spill it! We´ve got places to be” you looked at Daryl.

“He has a cold” you pointed at Daryl “It´s nothin´!” he protested “Daryl you´ve been coughing like a crazy person and snivelling non stop!” “Everyone does during winter!” “Because people get colds during winter!” before he could respond Carol stepped in.

“Hey!” she clapped her hands to draw your attention to her “You´re acting like kids, Daryl, you look like shit and sound even worse, get some sleep, and you” she turned her head towards you “Get him something warm to drink, I´ll tell the others you´re not coming”

You gave Daryl a satisfied expression and headed for the kitchen. When you got back with a hot cup of tea in your hand Daryl was sitting defeated on the edge of the bed again “I´ll report back to you what is said later” Carol headed for the door.

“Thank you” you nodded as you closed it behind her and turned to Daryl who looked like he was fighting off 10 years of no sleep “Here” you reached the cup out trying to hide your pride.

He let out a low grunt and took it “Wipe that smirk off” instead of doing as told you stuck your tongue out playfully. 

“Get to bed, Carols orders” you patted his shoulder “But first you gotta drink up” he raised the cup to his lips and took four large chugs and wiped his mouth with the back of his sleeve “Wow, okey, that was fast” you were surprised he didn´t burn himself.

Ten minutes later you were both snuggled up in bed “If you get me sick now, I´ll be real mad” you scolded, he just pulled you closer and kissed your forehead.

“Nah, won´t happen, cause I ain´t sick” he snivelled before huffing and putting his arm behind his head and closing his eyes.

“Right, I forgot” you snickered “Now rest, please” and so he did, and you too. You didn´t plan on falling asleep, but you did and Carol got no chance to report back to you until the next morning.

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Thank you fot reading! <3 I´m in mourning. They put their heads on spikes, SPIKES. Tbf it´s been a couple of episodes but I´m not over it, so I need to write something sweet. I´m working on a Negan fic and a Merle fic, I´ll get to writing on other movies/shows soon, but right now TWD is my everything hah. 

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I just can´t get over that hes leaving 

hcavill's career in 2019 and in 2022:

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they recast the main character???? are you fucking KIDDING me????