Meant to Be

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It had been exactly two weeks since you had spoken to him last.

The last 14 days had been nothing short of emotionally draining and mentally exhausting. The two of you had been in fights before. It was completely normal for couples to argue and get into verbal disagreements - that was one of the best ways to build a stronger relationship.

But it would be a lie if you said this one wasn’t the biggest blowout you had endured.

When it came to conflict between the two of you, you really tried not to put the blame one something or someone else. This time though, you fully believed that this wouldn’t have ever happened if Negan had just kept his everlasting mouth shut for once.

me reading a hurt/comfort fic and one of the characters gets hurt and the other comforts them:

if he held me like that just once i would never complain again

Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader

*Y/N takes off her shirt*

*Daryl, turns around awkwardly as quickly as possible*

Y/N: *laughs* Daryl-?

Daryl: “hm?”

Y/N: “We’ve been sleeping together for months,you don’t need to turn around”

this is all I have to say thank you

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.”

Daryl was standing in front of the mirror, looking at himself while frowning slightly.

“What are you doing?”

You asked softly, rubbing your eyes while coming out of the bathroom of your shared house in Alexandria, your voice raspy from waking up just a few minutes ago. 

“Nothin’”

You hummed softly before plopping down on your bed, tilting your head slightly while balancing yourself on your elbows to look at him, you frowned slightly at his own frown before moving up to him 

“C’mere” 

You sat behind him, grabbing his waist to rest your forehead against his naked back 

“Hmm” 

You began to rub his waist, kissing his lower back before moving your hands to his tummy, resting them there.

You loved his tummy.

“You’re so beautiful, you know that, right?”

Your voice was muffled by his skin.

He let his head fall back in appreciation, his brown locks looking even longer than before. 

“‘m old”

You almost missed what he said

You stood up, running your hands up his hips and over his chest before resting your chin on his shoulder to look at him through the mirror

“You’re so beautiful, love” 

You kissed his neck before speaking again 

“Look at you”

Another kiss 

“Look at your waist that I, oh, so love to hold and squeeze”

A squeeze to his waist follows

“Your beautiful, beautiful chest that makes a perfect pillow for me”

He hums softly in appreciation while closing his eyes as you squeezed his chest, running your hands up and down 

“And your arms, oh my god, your big, strong arms that you wrap so lovingly around me. I mean, oh my god, they’re bigger than my head, baby” 

You said that while littering both of his arms with kisses 

“And your shoulders are so big”

A hard squeeze to his shoulders follows and a groan from him in response

“I am so in love with you” 

Your hands wandered down to his hands

“You know what’s my favourite part, though?”

“Wha’?”

Your lips hovered over his ear 

“Your hands”

You took both of his hands in your own, squeezing them before bringing them up to your lips to kiss them.

“I love when you wrap them around my neck or tangle them in my hair while kissing. They’re so big it makes my mouth water” 

You returned to his back, littering his scars with kisses. You noticed the way his body tensed up for a second before fully relaxing again

“The way your back muscles move when you work, the sweat running down your body-”

You hummed before speaking again 

“Drives me crazy” 

You moved your chin back to rest on his shoulder, looking at him through your lashes through the mirror

“You’re beautiful”

He hums before turning around to look at you, you circle your arms around his waist while he wraps his arms around your shoulder.

“I love ya”

“I love you too, so much”

maggie: i’m cold.

glenn: here, have my jacket.

y/n: i’m cold too.

daryl: *gives her a flamethrower* here, go wild.

you're from america? place called the commonwealth, right? i found your tape recorder. how did you come to be in france? a bunch of bad decisions.

Y/N: would you love me if I was a worm

Daryl: why would i love a worm

Y/N: (hours later) *sighs loudly*

Rick: what's wrong y/n

Y/N: daryl said he doesn't love me

Daryl: AS A FUCKING WORM

Norman Reedus as Daryl Dixon The Walking Dead: Daryl Dixon · s1e6

carl: i thought daryl was your boyfriend.

y/n: *looks around the group* who else thought daryl was my boyfriend?

y/n: daryl put your hand down.

he needs a permit for looking this fine goddamn.

cockwarming with daryl <3

the sound of your whines filled the room, echoing against the walls as you squirmed on daryl’s lap.

your cunt was stuffed full of his cock while he sat, casually sharpening the blade of his knife.

although he told you to wait, you were desperate for his touch.

your pussy clenched around his length, evoking a slight groan out of him.

“come on daryl, stop being so fucking stubborn.”

daryl’s hands gripped your hips tightly, halting your movement and holding you still. his nails dug painfully into your soft skin.

“i told you not to move,” he muttered through gritted teeth, obviously fed up with your antics.

you whined again in response. “please? can’t you finish up later?”

in an attempt to crack him, you fully ground your hips down on his cock.

daryl grasped your hips even rougher than before. “can’t take ‘no’ for an answer, can ya?” your disregard for his orders finally sent him over the edge. “who taught you to be such a fuckin’ brat?”

Hnnnnggggg