#the walking dead: daryl dixon spoilers

[celtic-crossbow]

Bring Us Back to the Heroes We Were

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Wife!Reader

Setting: France

Summary: Daryl loses his temper with Laurent and you are having none of it.

Warnings: SPOILERS, Yelling at a child, mild violence against a spouse

A/N: That scene was emotional. I felt it in my soul. morgan556 suggested this and I had to go with it!

You had admittedly lagged behind when Daryl and Laurent had walked away to the waiting boat. Azlan had been so kind to both you and Daryl, smiling and welcoming. He had shared his stories and his wisdom. Even so far from home, you felt less alone in his company. 

You knelt and placed a trembling hand on the fresh pile of dirt. “We’ll get him there. I promise.” Sniffling, you wiped at your face. You turned once, thinking you heard Daryl’s voice but he’d have to be yelling for you to hear him from there. When you heard it again, you were on your feet in an instant, bolting toward the river. That was definitely Daryl. 

“You stupid little shit!” Daryl was leaned into Laurent’s space, fury radiating from him in waves so strong, you lost your breath for a moment. “Do ya know what ya’ve done?!”

“Daryl!” You dropped your bag and ran toward them, your own rage bubbling to the surface the minute your husband’s fingers came in contact with the kids’ jacket. 

“Ya think you’re so goddamn smart! Worthless!”

“That is enough!” You grabbed both of his forearms and squeezed, making sure your nails bit into skin. He was bigger and stronger than you, but you had to get him to let go somehow. Placing yourself between him and Laurent, you shoved Daryl back hard, but he stepped into you and leaned around to point a finger in the kid’s face. “I should’a left ya right where I found ya! What do we do with ya now?!”

“Stop it!” You shoved him again and when he came back, your palm met his cheek with enough force to whip his head to the side. “Get yourself under control! No matter what he did, he is a child! A fucking child! Calm the fuck down!”

The slap seemed to have made him take a breath, his voice much lower when he pointed to Laurent again. “I wanna know why. Why would ya do this?”

Barely containing your wrath, you looked over your shoulder. “Laurent, why would you cut loose the boat?” While your head was turned, Daryl shoved past you and grabbed the kid again. 

“Why?! Tell me why?!”

You grabbed the back of Daryl’s jacket and yanked, nearly throwing him off his feet while you placed yourself between him and Laurent. “Try it again, Dixon. I dare you. If you think I will let you—”

“Everyone I care about is gone.” Laurent’s broken voice had you turning, his tear-filled eyes flickering between you and your husband. “When we get to the Nest, you’ll both go, too.”

“Laurent.” You said gently. 

“I don’t wanna be alone.” 

You didn’t hesitate to pull the boy into your arms, burying your face in his hair and letting him cry. When you saw movement in your peripheral, you turned your head to see Daryl reaching for Laurent, his expression softened, those blue eyes shining. You only spared him a warning look before allowing him to pull the kid to him much as you had done. 

“Yeah. C’mere. I didn’t mean it.” He placed his chin on the dark mop of hair, shaking his head. “It’s gonna be alright.” He let Laurent step back, the boy’s eyes searching the both of you for reassurance. 

“It’s alright.” You smiled gently, wiping away a tear from his cheek with your thumb. 

“C’mon.” Daryl picked up your bag with his own and held it out of you. You snatched it from his grasp with a sneer, glancing over your shoulder to see Laurent staring at the empty spot where the boat once sat. 

You pointed back and forth between you and your husband. “You and me. We ain’t done.” You spun on your heel and wrapped an arm around the boy, setting off on foot to follow the river. 

You heard Daryl’s quiet grumble of “yes, ma’am” behind you before you could hear him following. 

[d-dixonimagines]

Lets take a second to appreciate how far he has come with the whole touching thing!!? Brings me back to when they were on Hershel’s farm and Carol came in to check on him and he flinched when she leaned in to give him a kiss on the forehead.

You can tell that he’s still uneasy with it, especially since this is someone that he doesn’t know. But the fact that he’s able to be vulnerable in front of her and bathe, completely in the nude, and actually let her touch him and wash him without a single protest. He’s really come a looong way and I always feel so proud of him when we get to see it!!

[more-hats]

Whoever is writing for the Daryl show really wishes there was another season of Z Nation because WHAT is going ON 😭😭

[infectedbypedropascal]

Guess who’s back, back again?!

[babyyblues]

just some short and sweet pregnant!reader x daryl dixon (about 900 words)

please feel free to leave me feedback and show your support by reblogging!

warnings: pregnancy, mention of Lori, super sweet soft daryl and protective daryl

era: prison (season 3 episode 4 spoilers!!!!) (set specifically after woodbury joins the prison.)

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After watching Carl and Rick grieve after the loss of Lori when she gave birth to the youngest Grimes, you and Daryl swore you would be more careful when participating in intimate activities. It hadn’t ever been an issue with you two, and a baby was something you’d thought you never have to worry about. But as they say, one thing led to another, and here you are three months out from your last period, and two undoubtedly expired, yet strongly positive pregnancy tests tucked inside of Daryl’s pillowcase. 

You and Daryl were anxious of course, yet elated at the thought of not only another little one running around the prison, but for them to be yours. Nights upon nights you and Daryl have stayed up far too long discussing baby names, having playful debates over whether it’ll be a boy or a girl, and secret words of love and admiration that fell through the two of your lips. You hadn’t yet told anyone, wanting it to be for just you and come out when you were ready, unlike the choice Lori had, but you had a feeling that your group had started to figure you out. 

Maybe it was the way Daryl would give you his portion of dinner which led into a quiet argument about who needed it more. “Y’re eatin for two.” “And you need energy to keep the two of us safe.” Carol began giving you a bit more than everyone else, and that’s when you were sure she knew. 

Or it could of been the way he was overly protective of you anytime Rick wanted you to go on a run or do anything for that matter. “Y/n will you go-” “Go where? I’ll do it.” “Daryl I’ve got it, I’ll be okay.” “No. Ya ain’t goin’. That’s final.” Rick instead began asking you to tend to the garden, so he might have had a suspicion as well. 

It could have also been the way Daryl’s eyes watched you as you helped with Judith, the overwhelming love and longing in his eyes as you cradled the baby and sang to her softly as Beth watched from the sidelines. “You’re droolin more than the baby Daryl.” “Shut up.” Yeah, Beth definitely had an idea. 

“I think we’re gonna have to tell everyone soon,” you told Daryl, as you slipped your night shirt over your head, turning back around to see his eyes already on you. 

“If you’re ready,” he agreed. 

“When you look at me like that, the whole world knows,” you said, making your way toward him to wrap your arms around his neck. His hands instinctively found your waist, looking down toward your stomach. 

“Can’t help it, you’ve got a little bump too,” he breathed, a smile spreading on his lips. You smiled back, bringing your lips to his before flicking off the lamp and leading him to your makeshift mattress on the floor.

Soft whispers floated in the air, Daryl’s hand resting gently on your stomach, your hand lost in the growing locks that sat at the base of his neck. Your eyes closed as you took a deep breath, reveling in the smell of him that surrounded you.

“Ya alright?” Daryl questioned, his fingers that had found there way under your shirt rubbing small unidentifyable shapes over the tiny bump on your stomach. You nodded, blinking slowly before looking up at his concerned gaze, a sleepy smirk on your lips. 

“More than,” you muttered, scooting over on the mattress so you were impossibly close to him. Digging your head into his chest, he let out a breathy chuckle as he repositioned his arms around you and the leg you had throw over his body, before placing a sweet kiss to your head. He felt the vibrations of your voice against his chest as you spoke but he rolled his eyes as he didn’t catch a single word you were saying. 

“Ya know I can’t hear ya when you do this,” he teased, moving back slightly so your face was exposed. He didn’t miss the whine that left your lips as your contact separated and you looked up at him with a pout.

“Whatcha poutin’ for girl?” he asked, placing his hand on the side of your face. 

“Was jus’ telling you I love you, didn’t mean I wanted you to go away.” 

“ ‘M still right here sunshine, now come on, ya need sleep.” Before you could disagree, a yawn ripped from your throat, a light chuckle following from both you and the man in front of you. You nodded, pushing yourself up from the mattress to reach his lips and kiss him tenderly. 

“Goodnight Dar,” you smiled before rubbing your tummy, “goodnight little guy.”

“Gonna be a girl,” he grumbled. 

“Keep dreamin’ Dixon, ‘s mother’s intuition. We can always have another.” Daryl laughed again a light shake of his head. 

“Let’s get through this one first, goodnight girls. Love ya both.” You rolled your eyes, kissing him once more before laying back down instantly falling asleep in the comfort of his arms. 

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The Walking Dead: Daryl Dixon | 1.04 "La Dame de Fer"

[mcbride]

THE WALKING DEAD 11.24 "Rest in Peace" // DARYL DIXON 1.01 "L'ame Perdue"

[d1xonscult]

Daryl Dixon x female reader

The group is out scavenging in an abandoned school

Glenn : “Has anyone seen Y/N and Dar-“

*opens the door to a classroom*

Daryl pulls his pants up, standing in between Y/N legs as he tries to cover her as good as possible.

Daryl: “would ya mind-“

Glenn, closes the door. *yells very loud* “THEYRE NOT IN HERE”

Maggie, right behind him,laughing : “are they?-“

Glenn, eyes wide open “yes.”

[zehiiro]

Carol and Daryl - TWD:DD The Book of Carol - Season 2 Sneak Peak

They are raising hell just to get back to each other! And the parallels in their journey are endless ♡♡♡

Have you guys also noticed that they've pulled a page from Niel Gaimans book with Good Omens? They've given each of them their own side of the screen when showing them in closeup 😍 and I love it sm!

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My analysis of the new Season 2 Teaser and Sneak Peak is coming soon!

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You can call me Murda

I’m older than 20, younger than 50

I am a DV and SA survivor

I use writing as an outlet and genuinely love it but sometimes it makes me want to rip my hair out

I have PTSD, severe anxiety disorder, severe depressive disorder, bipolar 2 disorder, phobia disorder

I am socially awkward

I am vertically challenged

I absolutely adore Norman Reedus

Daryl Dixon is my comfort character

Caryl is my OTP

My best friend is a three-legged Boxer

My soulmate is a 35lb pit bull mix

I am a notorious people pleaser

I want to make millions of friends and be terrified to interact with them

I am ridiculously forgetful

I am an unintentional pen thief

Spiders can go back to hell where they belong

I thought pickles grew on trees until my 20’s

I get overwhelmed quite easily

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He’s so beautiful ♥️

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DARYL & CONNIE The Walking Dead ◆ 11x24 “Rest in Peace”

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TEMPTATIONS

fem reader x daryl dixon

WARNINGS: reader is over 18, consent is given, mentions of drunk sex, mentions of intoxication, usage of alcohol and cigarettes, un-protected sex, mentions of hangovers, female reader, AFA, penetrative sex, mentions of teasing, double smut!

A/N: creds to gif owner, i haven't written for Daryl in a while so in honor of that heres a smutty Daryl one shot, this feels really short even though its 2.3k words but its un-edited so theres probably mistakes!

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she felt the sunlight beaming down on her and she fluttered her eyes open but practically almost rolled out of the bed when she looked at the man who was laying next to her.

he was peacefully asleep his head sinking into the pillow his chest rising against the bed as the comforter and the sheets covered over his body, she looked down at hers to see she was stripped of her clothes not even in her bra or panties.

she wrapped herself up in the sheet from the bed and tossed a pillow at him to wake up from his slumber, he groaned and rubbed his forehead at the aching he was feeling.

he looked to see y/n covering herself in the sheets as she looked almost pale to the fact they were in the same bed without even such as an article of clothing on either of their bodies.

"What the hell y/n?!" he shouted and watched as she furrowed her brows at him, "you were in MY bed" she huffed back looking around the room to make sure that it was hers and in fact not his.

he sat up on the bed peaking under the sheets to realize he was naked and he used part of the sheets she hadn't used to wrap her body to cover over the lower half of his body.

she took in a deep breath at the realization of last nights events, after the dinner party the leader of Alexandria through for them in their honor of joining the community it led to alcohol.

in a stable place like this they had a stash, a stash they generously gave out to the new comers that surrounded them and since they had gone months with out even such as a slight enjoyment for themselves the indulged on the opportunity.

maybe y/n and Daryl just a little bit to much,

her memory had started to strike her as she sat on the edge of the bed, all their clothes on the floor scattered like they had been just so desperate to get to each other.

his hand rubbing over her skin with each thrust inside her, it was like one of those romance novels where the sex was so good it made her feel just as drunk as the liquor did.

she remembered the way that his cock had almost barely fit inside her, the way she begged for every inch of him until he was surrounded by the flesh of her clenching walls that couldn't stop wanting to pull him even closer.

"did we you know?" Daryl asked as he swallowed and looked over at her, she nodded softly and looked down at her hands which fiddled with the sewing of the cotton sheets wrapped around her.

"god i can't believe we got that drunk last night"

she sighed, now this was something she couldn't get out of her head. She couldn't get the amazement of the feeling of his hands roaming her and the way his lips were so soft on hers.

she figured that this was a silly accident and that it wasn't his true feelings instead some of the sex deprivation that was lingering in him, the lack of sex was what that was last night.

nothing special is what she tried to coax herself into believing.

he wanted her to believe that it was a mistake because partially it was, he didn't mean to get that drunk and let his feelings for her spill out just like that, just into one night he had to piece together.

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breakfast was almost like hell as members of the group sat around the large table, half of them fighting against their hang overs while the others seemed to have joy filled conversations.

Daryl and y/n had been awkward not even saying anything to one another which was odd since they were usually the ones sitting next to one another chatting away about some random topic.

but now they were across the table from each other silent and apologizing in their awkward manners each time they ended up reaching for the same exact thing on the table.

so much so that they didn't even finish their breakfast at the table and instead they had each moved into separate rooms, one on the porch and one who excused themselves to the kitchen.

y/n pressed herself up against the counter and refilled her glass halfway with some of the juice that rested on the counter, she took a sip and started to poke at the food on her plate.

Daryl was on the porch sitting on the step and he placed his half eaten plate of food by his side not even bothering to want to finish eating anymore after the awkwardness at the table inside.

he let out a deep breath and rubbed over his face gazing around at the empty road that was in front of him, he watched one of the trees planted in the grass of the yard blow in the wind.

she took another bite of her food before placing the rest on the counter for any of the others that wanted to have at it since in this time it was like a deathly sin to waste any sort of food.

he couldn't get the thought of her out of his head, the way her back arched so impatiently as he teased her with just the tip of him and when he finally fulfilled her wish he remembered the way that her nails dug into his shoulder blades,

the way she bucked her hips up and the way she was crying and moaning out his name so prettily that alone would've made him spill.

he reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out a cigarette and lighter, he cupped over the cigarette that hung in his mouth, he heard the click of the lighter as the flame rose and he lit his cig.

he inhaled some of the smoke with his drag before blowing it into the air using his two fingers to pull the stick away from his lips before gently placing it back into his mouth.

she could feel almost as if he was touching her again when she rubbed her thighs together to gain a friction, she imagined that with the clasping of her legs that it was the touch of his hands away but she quickly pushed back the fantasy as a member of the group walked into the kitchen to put their plate in the sink.

Carol looked at y/n and furrowed his brows as to why she wasn't sitting at the table with them, "you to hungover?" Carol asked with a smile watching y/n nod as a small one came onto her face.

"quite" y/n replied as she drank the rest of the juice in her glass and placed it into the shining silver sink in front of them, she took in a breath as she watched the curtains blow in the wind.

Carol hadn't said anything because it was obvious y/n hadn't wanted the tension of Daryl and her to be noticed even though any person with a pair of eyes could sense the feeling between the pair.

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she looked at door in front of her, the white coat of paint hadn't even had such as a chip or a crack in it. she stood in front of it with her fist ready to knock but she could feel her heart beating like she was about to start an important race.

her fist knocked against the door three times and it only took a few seconds for him to answer it, he stood with a furrow in his brows and he offered her inside with already an idea of what he believed that she had shown up on his door step for.

"you don't have to explain we were both drunk and i-" she cut him off with a kiss wrapping her arms around the back of his neck and she felt as he started to kiss her back with such a passion even the actors of a romance movie couldn't fake if they tried their hardest.

he gently placed her onto the couch and started to kiss at her neck, nipping and sucking at the gentle skin while his hands started to wander at the clothes that covered her body.

the clothes that within a matter of seconds he had pulled off her body and they rested down by the coffee table in the middle of the living room.

she gasped at the feeling of his hands gripping at her waist while he sucked down from the nape of her throat down to her navel until his hand was sucked into her underwear and rubbing small circles on her clit that was ever so throbbing and desperate for him.

she had stripped away all of his clothes and he was left just in his boxers to where she palmed at those so needily, so needily that she had started to whine and impatiently bucked her hips up just so she could grind against the hand that was touching her.

he chuckled as he felt the desperate movements of her body pressing up against his, he let her pull the boxers off of him and he slid off the cotton of her panties taking a glimpse of them before he had tossed them away to the floor where the rest of the clothes laid,

he teased at her and she grasped at the sides of his shoulders feeling him come closer to her as he pressed his cock inside her again, and now she knew that this felt even better when she wasn't drunk.

it felt so good that she moaned into him as her hands held onto the back of his neck to keep a stable grip and well to keep him closer because she knew they both liked it,

she felt his member practically re-arranging her stomach and it made her cry out in such pleasure that if she got louder she'd be at the point of screaming her lungs out for him.

he heard the sounds of their bodies slapping together and he smelt the sweetness of her hair that fell back on the front of her shoulders where he had buried his face into to kiss the side of her neck.

"oh god Daryl, i'm gonna-" she couldn't even finish because another thrust resulted in her mouth being laid a gape and a loud moan that erupted from the pit of her heart for him and his wild movements.

"doing so well y/n" he whispered against her and she could feel his breath swarming down her skin sending pleasurable goosebumps from the way it was turning her on even more.

with just a few more thrusts they had both spilled, he pulled out of course to prevent getting her pregnant meanwhile her juices had poured out onto the flesh of his abdomen as she panted.

he slipped on his boxers and his jeans and ran to the kitchen to grab a rag, one that was damp so that he could clean her up. He gently rubbed the cloth over her body and cleaned up the mess he spilt onto her legs and parts of her thighs.

she meekly thanked him and felt as he slipped back on her clothes for her, he helped her stand and made sure she didn't fall over from the slight wobbling her legs had from the event of the act.

she laid her head on his shoulder and felt the clasp of his hand holding hers, their fingers intertwining. "what made you want to show up here?" he asked and she shrugged her shoulders at him.

but he nudged her to give him and answer because he knew that she had her exact reason for coming here, it wasn't just because she wanted to show up here.

"why did you kiss me last night?" she asked and felt him shift and squeeze her hand a little harder without an answer, "was it because you were sex deprived?" she asked and watched as his brows furrowed and his head snapped to look at her.

"it's because i like you not because i'm some sex freak" he remarked back and she could feel her heart skip a little, "now answer my question as to why you showed up here" he spoke.

"because i couldn't stop thinking about last night and the way i felt even before we got drunk and slept with each other" she replied and lifted their hands up so she could place a kiss on them.

he used his thumb to rub over the top of her hand and it sent a soothing sensation throughout her body, "its more than a liking Daryl" she admitted and he looked down at her.

"i love you to y/n"

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Daryl Dixon finally takes a bath...

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Me to AMC after they didn’t make Rick and Daryl reunite: