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lunajay33 · 11 months
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•*•*•*•Masterlist•*•*•*•
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Fluff>☆ Angst>꩜ Spicy>ꨄ︎ Suggestive>❀
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Daryl Dixon
{Pre-Apocalypse}
Best Friend> ☆
{Season 1}
Connection> ☆
Always You> ☆
Conflict> ☆
My Before> ☆
Found You> ☆
{Farm Era}
Hurt Part.1> ꩜ ☆
Hurt Part.2> ꩜ ☆
Hurt Part.3> ꩜ ☆
Sleepover> ☆
Never Be Alone> ☆
Missing> ꩜☆
My Man> ꨄ︎
{Prison Era}
Jealous> ꩜ ☆
Prison Attack> ꩜ ☆
Brother Trouble> ꩜ ☆
Cold Nights> ☆
Pain Reliever> ☆
Caught> ꨄ︎
Scared & Sick> ☆
Scared & Sick Pt.2>꩜☆
Both> ꨄ︎+ Rick
Both Part.2> ꨄ︎☆
{Terminus Era}
Tired> ꩜ ☆
Reunion> ꩜
Peach> ☆
Hurting> ꩜☆
Finding You> ꩜☆
{Alexandria Era}
Home> ☆
The Quiet One> ☆
Ready> ☆
First Time> ☆ ❀
Dreams> ☆ ❀
Touch Starved> ☆❀
{Saviours Era}
Hope Part.1> ꩜ ☆
Hope Part.2> ꩜ ☆
Hope Part.3> ꩜ ☆
Hope Part.4> ☆
The Day Will Come> ꩜
{Series}
New world-> Part.1•Part.2•Part.3•Part.4•Part.5ꨄ︎•Part.6•Part.7•Part.8•Part.9•Part.10•Part.11•
Part.12•Part.13
Enjoy the Silence-> Part.1•Part.2•Part.3•Part.4 Completed
Change-> Part.1•Part.2•Part.3•Part.4•Part.5
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Carl Grimes
{Alexandria Era}
Blooming> ☆
Caught>☆❀
Not Enough?>꩜☆
Other Half> ꩜
Ride the Cowboy> ꨄ︎☆
Insecure> ꩜☆❀
{Series}
Just Us-> Part.1•Part.2•Part.3•Part.4•Part.5
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Rick Grimes
{Farm Era}
Glances> ꨄ︎
{Prison Era}
Both> ꨄ︎ +Daryl
Both Part.2>ꨄ︎☆
Worry> ꩜☆
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sam-moose · 9 months
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Daryl, teaching y/n how to drive: okay, yer drivin' and Maggie and Negan walk out into the road.
Daryl: quick, what do ya hit?
y/n: oh, definitely Negan. I could never hurt Maggs!
Daryl, rubbing his forehead with a sigh: the brakes. ya hit the brakes.
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sun-flower-mad · 9 months
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grimesgirll · 1 month
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it all started when glenn caught you checking out maggie.
your eyes had been glued to her form, not just enjoying the view of her ass from behind but her figure as she made her way to help rick with the new tractor they’d salvaged. maggie had no idea that you were doing your best at lip reading every word and catching every mundane detail. you had no idea glenn was watching.
he’s returning from the showers to maggie in their tent in the yard, getting ready for bed when he breaches the subject. the man is half expecting to get some backlash on why his eyes were on the girl from woodbury in the first place but he’s wildly surprised to hear, “you too?”
apparently maggie had caught you in action herself. breath caught in your throat, you’d been letting your eyes linger a little too long on the way glenn’s hands gripped around the rake he was using to clear up the fields after a gusty rainstorm.
none of you thought that a joke from maggie about the length of your shorts would end up with your head in between her thighs.
what you thought had been playful banter turned into a threeway makeout session against the toolshed followed by you all crashing into their tent, and a quest to rid you of your panties. hands on the front and back of your legs, the couple didn’t waste any time - not with you so eager. maggie’s making fun of your blush when she maneuvers a finger around to find you revved up and ready to go, but glenn’s pants are only tightening.
the barrage of open mouthed kisses and fingers tangling in your hair almost distract you from maggie weaseling another finger inside of you.
“such a pretty girl,” glenn is whispering into your hair from behind. a hand lays claim on your tit, squeezing and doling out pleasure even as his girlfriend picks up her pace.
“gonna have to keep quiet if you wanna come, sweet girl,” maggie advises and suddenly you’re reminded of the sunny afternoon right outside the tent flap.
maggie and glenn share a look that you don’t quite recognize yet. it’s like there’s some couple’s wavelength that you’re not on that has glenn starting on his pants and maggie ridding you of your tank top.
and just like that, your mouth is encompassing glenn’s head as he hisses, “fuck.” your cheeks hollow like it’s a setting triggered by his cock, sliding further down your throat.
“such a good girl for us,” maggie proves with a thrust of her fingers. “sayin’ yes without hesitatin’. you like watchin’ us. we’re gonna love watchin’ you come.”
you can’t complain and you have no reason to. maggie’s fingers are working out a much needed massage on your most tender muscles. a third finger has you moaning around glenn, and with every noise from you, his hands find your hair, stroking and petting as you swallow around him. he’s only tensing and throbbing in your mouth even more at the filthiness of it all; maggie’s fingers stuffed up your cunt and his cock stuffed down your throat.
a gag has him shooting his hips nearly into your face. you - in turn - grind up and down on maggie’s fingers. her lips are pressing instructions to “just wait” against your skin. it’d be easier to “just wait” if she wasn’t rubbing such precise circles into your clit - motions that you didn’t even know you liked.
the new touches and sensations are overwhelming you. you’re almost happy glenn is angling impossibly down your airway because otherwise, you’d be loud enough to provide an inappropriate work environment for everyone in the fields. you only grow louder as the woman twisting her nimble fingers inside of you doesn’t relent. you’d beg if it wouldn’t be so muffled around glenn’s cock.
vibration after vibration echoes against glenn’s length anyways. when he looks down at you, base of him in hand, he thinks you have to be the sweetest boon to ever have fallen into his lap.
he’s even more impressed when his girlfriend declares that you’re “close” and he’s getting a front row seat for how you absolutely fall apart in the wake of your orgasm. your reddened face has to be cherry now. lips swollen around glenn, all you can do is whimper when the digits extracting every ounce of pleasure they can, curl and guide you through the wet, squirming release pulsing around maggie’s fingers.
glenn spilling down your throat and maggie removing her fingers give you a break from the physical overwhelm.
your mouth isn’t ready for a break just yet though. not when you’re making the executive decision to wipe whatever’s left of glenn from your lips and settle down between maggie’s pillowy thighs, shushing her “but”s when you lower her denim shorts and sage panties.
maggie’s green eyes are flickering between yours and glenn’s. glenn is no doubt sitting back, enjoying the love of his life getting eaten out just like she deserved to after a hard morning of work in the sun. you’d had him down your throat just mere minutes ago but the sight of you so furiously bent on getting his girl off has him bricking up again.
the feel of maggie’s hands in your hair is remiscent of glenn’s and each time she tugs your strands, you’re nosing deeper. you don’t care that your face is covered in maggie’s arousal by this point. you’d be in awe of the couple; glenn’s side swept hair and maggie’s delicious demeanor - and her derrière.
tongue flattened against her entrance, you lap up maggie as if her pussy were pure nectar of the gods. her heaving exhales are. it’s all the confirmation that you need that the pattern you’re drawing with your tongue lights up every pleasure receptor in her. fingers grow harsher, a tug to match every taunting lick.
before you know it, maggie’s sweet release is filling your mouth.
even maggie can’t help but let out a few choice words and some huffy praises of, “good girl” and “what a mouth.”
glenn can’t help but look at you with an open mouth because god, you look cute with your nose covered in her slick.
there’s not enough time for maggie to laugh at her boyfriend or for you to get all flustered - not if the three of you want to work a nap into your day before dinner.
you happily accept their invitation and glenn straightens out their mussed up sleeping arrangements. he finds you a pillow, passing it to you and placing one last eager kiss on your lips before pulling his girlfriend into his arms, not unlike how she grabs you next. maggie’s kissing the top of your head and you’re forgetting all about the empty bunk back in your cell, blissed out enough to relax your head against her chest and let the sounds of the cicadas chirp you to sleep.
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raiisakitsune · 2 years
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Negan: i got you all here today to the sanctuary because i crave the deadliest game.
Carl, nodding: knife monopoly.
Negan: i was actually gonna hunt you for sport but now I’m pretty interested in whatever knife monopoly is.
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louifaith · 6 days
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“It wasn't your fault ”
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betyloca · 2 months
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Imagine: being friends with the Dixon brothers, having separated when the apocalypse began and meeting again when you encounter pressure.
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You were walking aimlessly when you came across a prison. You thought it was not inhabited when you noticed a woman with a baby in her arms.
y/n: hey girl
You saw the woman turn to look at you, starting to approach the fences where you were.
y/n: I'm not here to do any harm and I've been wandering for a long time, could you have some water?
x: yes but I need you to put down your weapons
y/n: I only have the bow and some arrows
x: okay
She let you in, introduced you to her group, you found out her name was Beth, she was a very sweet girl.
Rick: Where do you come from?
y/n: I was in Atlanta for a while but I move from one place to another.
Rick: How many zombies did you kill?
y/n: 7
Rick: and people
y/n: 1
Rick: Why?
y/n: he tried to kill me
Rick: Well, you can stay, I don't see that you're a threat.
y/n: thank you is it all of you or is there more?
Carol: Two are missing, they went in search of supplies.
You were with Maggie, she was giving you a tour of the prison and the watchtower. When they came back inside, you heard someone whistling at you.
x: but look what beauty we have here
You looked at who it was and you saw your one of your friends.
y/n:merle
you said running to hug him
Merle: Did you miss me, sweetheart?
he said reciprocating the hug
Y/N: You have no idea.
y/n and where is your brother?
Daryl: Y/N?
You looked at Daryl, he looked like he was going to cry. You also ran to hug him.
y/n: daryl
He hugged you, making you spin in the air.
Daryl: Damn, I thought you were dead.
Merle: She is made of steel, it takes more to kill her.
Glen: Did you already know each other?
Maggie: It seems so.
Beth: What a nice reunion.
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zombiewhor3 · 1 year
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IT'S NOT OKAY
carl grimes x fem reader
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WARNINGS: depressed reader, angst, mentions of character death (Glenn), mentions of sad Carl, mentions of bad parents, mentions of father figure Glenn, mentions of blood, gore, murder, mentions of revenge, mentions of reader skipping meals, helpful/understanding Carl.
she laid in the same position for days, it had almost been an entire week and she'd just been rotting there like a corpse, her mind in a frozen haze while the bat slamming down on Glenn's head seemed to replay like a constant loop in her head.
and well the fact that Negan had almost forced Rick to cut off her own boyfriend's arm, she could hear his mocking and his taunts as Glenn died and she could still hear the way Maggie screamed.
Her only true father figure had died, and it was shattering her, she was shattered because of it, when she saw the eye popping out of her skull she had gotten sick, she almost passed out from the shock and well the fact she was still injured and weak from a past fight.
she was only 15 and it was so damn hard for her to even think about such a gory thought but she had to understand that this was the real world surrounding her.
She thought about in the beginning when Glenn had saved her, he had rescued her after her parents had been to careless and left her, she was no older than Carl when it happened, and there he was bringing her back to the camp to feed and clothe her.
she had grown a family because of him, if it weren't for him she wouldn't be here today, she wouldn't be here sulking in this bed, and she sure as hell wouldn't be alive.
she could feel Carl place a small kiss on her cheek as a tear slipped down her face, she had started to cry once more, she could feel him place a seat on the bed so he could face her.
he frowned seeing her cry, he hated the sight, he hated watching as she held onto her stomach while she felt sick from the sight of his head being bashed in by that bastard.
"shh it's okay" he tried to comfort her but what was the use? would it fix the fact that they were stuck under The Saviours choke hold while two of their friends were dead and they couldn't get revenge.
she flipped around to the other side to face away from him with a soft breath she let out another sniffle letting her tears fall into the white pillow case, "talk to me please you haven't spoken in days not even a hi or a response when i speak to you" he rubbed her back feeling as her tense body seemed to loosen up for him at the touch.
he had been struggling to, he had missed Glenn so much it was like a piece of his heart was missing and well he had so much rage inside him that it was starting to pull him in so many directions.
he felt like soon he was going to be torn in half from the sadness and the anger tugging at both ends of him, he wanted revenge on all of the men, he wanted to kill Negan himself for killing such innocent people because in true reality they didn't deserve any of it.
Once carl realized she was going to stay silent he got up from the bed, reaching into a bag he pulled a fresh pair of clothes out for her along with a rubber band resting amongst his wrist.
"c'mere" he spoke softly lifting up the still bloody shirt from her body. she had been sitting right next to Glenn when it happened which meant she had his blood laced all over her white shirt, now it was dried and brown but it was still his blood.
he pulled it from her body and tossed it to the floor while he put a new one on her, he helped her to wiggle out of the bloody jeans, there were dried blood patches in the knees from her digging them into the gravel to prevent a gut wrenching scream from her.
he pulled them off and slipped on a new pair of jeans on her slightly closing his eyes to give her some privacy, she sat up on the bed with his help, he knew she hadn't eaten for almost a full week.
she stared at the wall blankly before following Carl into the kitchen, he placed a green apple in her hand and a bottle of water on the marble counter in-front of her.
she hesitantly went to take a bite from the apple but a hand covered her mouth, it was like everything she looked at seemed to make her sick, she closed her eyes before taking a bite feeling the sweetness hit over her tongue as she chewed and swallowed the bit.
he was proud of her that she was slowly eating, and once she knew it she was down to the core of the apple and the water bottle that was once full in-front of her was left empty.
she wrapped her arms around Carl as she could feel more tears bittering up inside her again, "it's okay you did good, we have to try, we both miss him i know" he admitted feeling her only cry harder at the slight implication of him.
"we'll get through this together i promise"
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b3ans0up · 1 year
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How did he know.
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rorithinking · 10 months
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Negan : If we’re in trouble, just throw Maggie at the problem, and hope for the best
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moodycat42 · 11 months
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Random TWD Incorrect Quotes
Maggie: I’m going to fight the next person who insults my daughter
Enid: I hate myself
Maggie: Alright, square up.
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Carl: My aesthetic is "would be suspected of witchcraft by citizens"
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Carl: I identify as a threat, my pronouns are Try/Me
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Enid: Daryl doesn’t look very happy.
Maggie: That's his happy. He’s just a bitch.
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Carl: Did you just call me a shrimp, you asshole?! I'm still growing, dammit!
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Glenn: I don't follow the rules. I follow dogs on social media.
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Daryl to Glenn: I mean, I get complimented all the time-
Rick: *starts cackling*
Daryl: I do!
Rick: *Laughs harder*
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lunajay33 · 11 months
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Pain Reliever🤍
The people have spoken through a poll and Protective Daryl won so here you go🤍
Summary: You were attending to things around the prison when you get attacked by one of the prisoners and Daryl comes to rescue and help you forget your pain
•Masterlist•
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I was walking around the courtyard tidying up some things, at least trying to make this place look a little better, I raised my hand to shield my eyes to see Rick and Daryl down by the main entrance checking the fence for any faulty areas
I went on with my clean up when I felt someone grab me from behind, I felt something cold against my throat and I was completely terrified all I could look at was Daryl down by Rick
“What a pretty little thing” I knew that voice, I knew it was the prisoner Tomas, I never had a good feeling about him and for good reason obviously
“You’re not suppose to be in our court yard” I said as my voice shook
“This is my prison I’ll go where I want, and I want every one of you out of here, think I gotta sends message” he laughed as he dragged his knife across my chest, not lightly either making me scream in pain
I saw Daryl and Rick running towards me but Tomas was dragging me away
“DARYL” I screamed out when Tomas shut the door to their cell block and locked it
He threw me to the ground and hovered over me
“Please….please don’t hurt me” I cried feeling so weak
His eyes were void of anything other than crazy
He took his knife and shoved it into my shoulder before I got the chance to try and stop him
The pain was unbearable and even worse when he pulled it out
“Hey open this damn door” I looked over to the connecting door between the blocks and it was Daryl, Rick and Glenn
“Now why would I do that, when I got what I want right here” he said as he lifted my shirt and sliced my side
“Daryl please” I cried
The next thing I knew Tomas was limp on top of me, I mustered the strength and rolled him off, seeing an arrow pierced straight through his head
I sighed in relief as I crawled over to the cell door and removed the chain
Daryl kneeled in front of me, scared
“I shouldn’t have been out without someone else” I said starting to feel tired
“No no it ain’t yer fault peach” he said as he gave Rick his cross bow and picked me up
They ran back to our cells and laid me in Hershel’s cell
“Daryl it hurts” I said feeling faint
And that’s when I passed out
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I woke up to a sharp pain in my shoulder, I looked to see it bandaged up and everything came flooding back
“Daryl?” I weakly called out
No answer, I slowly got up and made my way out to the court yard to see Daryl and Rick talking, Rick was even patting him on the shoulder obviously consoling him
“Daryl?” I said getting tired, my energy draining fast
He looked up and ran over to me holding me around my waist as he guided me to sit on the stairs
“Sunshine what are ya doing out here?” He asked brushing my hair back
“I woke up and you weren’t there and I didn’t wanna be alone, needed a distraction from the pain” I said as I laid my head on his shoulder
“‘m sorry I couldn’ protect ya” he sighed
“No Daryl you saved me, you can’t control everything but at least I know you’re there for me, my personal knight in shining armour” he held me tighter rubbing his hand up and down my back
“Can I do anythin’ to make ya feel better?” He asked quietly
“Just being held by you makes me forget about the pain….thank you”
“Ya ain’t need to thank me sunshine, I’m always here”
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angelinthetwd · 9 months
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𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘶𝘰>> Their combo is too risky, dead city is too good!!!
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scarlettmichkat · 6 months
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Maggie drawing. I am really proud of this one. When I was looking for a picture of Maggie, I found one where her hair is covered in blood and the light is so bright from above. Was very excited to draw that.
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one-of-thewalkingdead · 2 months
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The fucking commonwealth in TWD is fucking stupid, you people are in a literal apocalypse if it wasn't for the guards and if there was a breach they would all be dead that's not a statement it's a fact, they would all be dead, acting like fucking social class still fucking matters, and why would I want to live in a place having to worry about money again when I could fucking leave and not worry about that shit, I'll take my chance with the walkers
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raiisakitsune · 2 years
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The walking dead + texts
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