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cultofdixon · 1 year

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Protective of One Another

Daryl Dixon • She/Her Pronouns • The Saviors war ended, and everyone has been doing their part to rebuild the communities. A project being the bridge. You have been assigned to watch those building the bridge and help where you can. You just didn’t expect to end up in the infirmary • ANGST/SFW • TW: Injuries / Anxiety / PTSD

Requested by: Anon

“Hey, you coming to work on the bridge?” Aaron asks Daryl who was preoccupied with sharpening his knife.

“Nah. Why?”

“Eh just thought I’d ask…” Aaron started to walk away from the tent the archer was currently occupying. “Y/N will be there”

Aaron now with a satisfied smile on his face worked beside Daryl who was hammering away at a panel they just placed while Y/N walked past them every now and then.

“Bitch”

“Hey it got you to work today. At least I didn’t lie”

“Mm. Fair” Daryl scoffs looking up for a moment seeing Y/N talking to Rick about the progression of the bridge they were working on.

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“You sure can hold your own”

Y/N turns toward Daryl after setting another Walker on the pile with T-Dog’s help.

“Yeah…okay” Y/N brushes her hands off on her blue camo pants seeing that he was still standing there. “Yea need somethin’ Daryl?”

“How come you know my name but I don’t know yours?”

“First, it’s Y/N. Second, you’re not a very social person. Or you weren’t until that Grimes guy came and told yea he ditched your brother on a roof”

“Mm. Fair I guess” Daryl frowns watching Y/N step over one of the dead’s legs and extending her hand out to him.

“It is nice to finally meet you though”

“What’s with the blue camo?” He asks while shaking her hand as she laughs slightly.

“Navy. Blue is for the navy. I had just gotten home from discharge when the outbreak happened”

“Then I guess you weren’t part of the dumbasses that kept the virus under wraps until it started killin’”

“Oh I would’ve deserted and told the whole world if it meant this outbreak not happening”

“Wouldn’t have met yea though”

“Already liking me, D?” Y/N teased before going to help T-Dog with the rest leaving Daryl a bit of a blushing mess.

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“You’re crazy yknow”

Daryl turns to the beautiful voice that matches the woman he’s been pining for for years as Y/N held up a canteen.

“Crazy for what?”

“Wearing all black in Virginia air. Or at least all dark clothes” Y/N gestured to his outfit before crossing her arms and still having that gorgeous smile remain. “What am I gonna do with yea, Dixon?”

“Beat my ass if I pass out from heat stroke” Daryl jokes getting that laugh of hers to roar out of her. “You’ll never see me in shorts”

“I would pay good money to see that one day” Y/N laughs a little more. “Shorts are great” she gestured to her own dark blue denim shorts as it wasn’t the only thing Daryl looked at. She was wearing a black tank top and red flannel over it with the sleeves rolled up, very different from her old Navy camo pants and the long sleeve when they first met up until the farm. But she always had the signature combat boots, something from her past that she won’t get rid of.

“On others maybe” He makes one last comment on the shorts listening to her laugh die down a bit before patting him on the shoulder.

“Least you can do is go inside one of the tents in the shady forest to cool a bit with that canteen.”

“Yea ain’t the boss of me, woman” He smirks watching her glare playfully.

“Last I checked. I was assigned to oversee those working on the bridge today…so the least you can do…is follow my orders” Y/N smirks getting up in his space as the archer covers his ears to avoid the blush rising.

“Yes ma’am” Daryl states watching her go back to working.

As he made his way back to the little tent city they have up for those working on the bridge, Carol immediately got up from her tent with a smile on her face.

“Hey buddy”

“Buddy?” Daryl scoffs to the nickname.

“What? You want me to go back to pookie?” She smiles deviously listening to him groan. “Anyway, I saw yea chattin’ it up with Y/N. Did you finally ask her yet?”

“Ask her what?”

“Oh come on!” Carol shoved him playfully as Daryl almost pushed her back but decided against it and sat on one of the outdoor chairs she has set up. “You know exactly what I mean Dixon” she took the other empty seat listening to the man groan even more. “She’s a catch. If you’re not going to say anything, someone else is gonna swoop in”

I don’t even want to think about that Daryl rolls his eyes turning his attention to the bridge. “The fuck am I supposed to say that I should’ve said years ago?”

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“You’ve seen Y/N?”

“Oh my god. Are you actually going to finally do it, Dixon?” Carol teases handing him a bowl of breakfast which was whatever meat the archer hunted for that morning.

“Shut up” Daryl grumbles taking his bowl and going to sit with Rick at the table he was at with Judith in his arms.

“Waiting for Y/N?” Rick smirks watching Daryl glare as he was about to get up and leave. “Woah Woah. I surrender…sorry man. Just never seen someone so close to our navy officer and well. Connecting the dots here…”

“How’d yea tell Lori yea liked her?”

“Geez. You have no experience just from that question alone”

“Rick—-“

“Right right. Well. I kind of just went up to her asked if we could talk somewhere more private and then told her how I felt” Rick shrugs, it wasn’t exactly rocket science. “Then one thing lead to another”

Daryl hums in response to such as he watches the gates open showing Michonne returning on the horse they found and Y/N walking beside. They have been going on runs together that would last days or weeks and the archer would be stuck sticking around hoping to run into Y/N just for a second.

“You wanna tell her. Just tell her” Rick smiles picking up Judith and heading inside leaving Daryl to sit there watching Y/N draw closer.

He straightens up and in that moment he decided today was the day to tell her how he feels. But once she got closer to him, Daryl noticed the bandage on her arm and his worry got the best of him.

“Long time no see, Dixon” Y/N smiles warmly even if his neutral expression didn’t exactly cover his tense body language. “It’s just a scrape. Gotta see Hershel to see if it needs stitches”

“You better”

“Oh I will, and then I can tell you about the run I just went on” She smiles patting his shoulder in passing leaving him stuck in his thoughts once more.

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So many opportunities.

And this was the time he chose to take it head on.

Y/N heard commotion going on between a few Saviors and some Oceanside on the other side of the bridge. She quickly apologizes to Eugene who she was talking to about the progression, to go handle what was going on.

“We shouldn’t have to work with scum like you!”

“It ain’t my fault the old man is making us work with weak ass people like yourselves”

“We’re weak?!” One of the Oceanside men got up in the Savior’s face. “Whose fucking leader is caged like an animal?”

“Woah guys let’s break it—-“ Y/N’s words didn’t reach their deaf ears as the Savior grabbed the Oceanside’s collar tossing them down. “Hey! Stop it”

“Back off!” The Savior yells pushing Y/N aside as she was resilient. “This fucking weakling needs to know his place”

“Oh yeah?!” He snaps back rising to his feet and with an unexpected play of drawing his gun which none of the crew that day thought anyone was armed. Even Y/N.

“Hey—Who told you you can—“

“Shut the fuck up! I ain’t listening to you” the gun pointed at Y/N temporarily before going back to the Savior who seem to be standing his ground. “And I’ve had enough of you Saviors walking all over me”

“Really? Then pull the trigger”

“Hey let’s not escalate this any further” Y/N sternly states to the two while standing in between them as she suddenly felt her hair get pulled to bring her back out of the way of the now nervous Oceansider. “Excuse me—-“

“Nah I wanna see if this fucking pussy will actually pull the trigger” He snaps in the nervous one’s face as Y/N tried to push him back because this wasn’t going to end well regardless.

Then the gunshot rang through the nearby woods, alerting the residents in the tent city. Daryl quickly rose to his feet running over toward the bridge with Carol following shortly behind. The two noticed a small crowd was formed and as they drew near, Daryl instantly locked onto Y/N pinning the Oceansider down while Rick kept the Savior at a distance.

“What the hell happened?” Carol snaps bringing herself over to Y/N before realizing. “Let me take over”

“Just take his gun away” Y/N hissed through the pain in her side given the Oceansider was a nervous wreck, making him a nervous shot. He aimed low and Y/N knocked the Savior out of the way. Resulting in her receiving the bullet. “Get the leader of Oceanside to take care of her own, Carol will confiscate the gun and…”

“We’ll call it a day” Rick finishes for her but then noticed the shakiness in her composure. “Somebody catch her”

And that was Daryl’s cue. He caught her right as she started to faint. The archer quickly picked her up and didn’t wait another second to take her to the med-tent that currently had Enid working. Not that he didn’t trust the prodigy, he would rather have Siddiq for someone this important.

“It’s just a flesh wound”

“So no bullet?” Rick asks Enid once she finished applying the pressure bandage on Y/N’s side.

“No bullet. Through and through”

“This could’ve been a whole lot worse. Hell remember when you took a bullet?” Carol laughs a bit of the tension away referring to Daryl’s near death moment.

“Yeah but I would like to knock that son of a bitch’s teeth in when Andrea walked away”

Both Rick and Carol gave each other a confused look when Daryl said such. It definitely didn’t go unnoticed.

“What.”

“Andrea didn’t just walk away”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” The archer was even more confused than ever.

But he’s not the only one pining for another.

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“Oh you’re a fucking moron that’s trigger happy”

“Now Y/N I didn’t know it was Daryl—-“

“Don’t fucking matter.” Y/N didn’t hesitate to punch the girl square in the jaw, with enough force to cause her to stumble and before Shane or Rick could intervene Y/N held her hand up toward them. Indicating she was done after that. “Four of our men ran over to Daryl to take out the walker—if it was a walker—you didn’t have to get on your high horse and shoot the only other person in this goddamn group that understands”

“Understands fucking what?!”

“I don’t like you. You ain’t getting that out of me” Y/N knelt to her level on the ground. “But if he doesn’t pull through or you try that shit again. I’ll put you six feet under with my bare hands”

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“She was scary” Rick laughs a bit. “Seriously. Why do yea think I don’t piss her off?”

“Besides, she was at your bedside when you slept in the farmhouse” Carol adds. “She really protective of you in some way”

“She was also the advocate to get yea out of the Sanctuary job sooner. So you didn’t have to relive any trauma left there”

The two stopped talking when they heard Y/N groan indicating she was waking up.

“We’re gonna take care of cleaning up for the night” Carol smiles giving Daryl a look as he glares back stating this isn’t the right time. But she didn’t care and insisted with her eyes.

Enid handed Daryl the painkillers for Y/N to take before giving them the room (or tent).

“Take it easy”

“I feel like shit” She crooked out with a sigh following, Daryl reached for the canteen opening it for her and taking out a few pills. “Mm. Nurse Daryl to my rescue?” She teases bringing herself to sit up which she regretted given the stitches in her side.

“Lay back down and let me actually nurse yea” Daryl got up to grab the pillow from the other cot to help her sit up a bit to take the pills with the water.

Y/N sighs once more handing the canteen back to Daryl and sinking into the cot. “Shit got out of hand”

“Yea don’t gotta talk about it right now. Just rest”

“Mm…Carol and Rick talk a lot” She randomly states receiving Daryl’s confused look as she brought her right arm under her head. “I wasn’t fully unconscious. Yeah lost some blood and fainted, but started coming too a bit ago”

Shit. “What’d yea hear?”

“Besides how you were barking at Enid for doing a simple repair because of how worried you were. The fucking farmhouse story. Guess we both have bullet scars”

“That…isn’t something to be happy about”

“Oh I’m not happy. That bitch reminded me of Andrea when she was trigger happy. Regardless…you’re missing my point here”

“I think I’m tryin’ to avoid it”

“Why?” Y/N gave him a small smile. “Because you wanna be the one to tell me you have feelings for me and not the other way around?” She continues to smile while the blush became more prominent on Daryl’s face.

“I thought…uh. I waited too long”

“We never had a quiet moment, D. Just think about it”

The outbreak in the quarry

Merle gone missing

The CDC exploding

The farm

The Governor Pt. 1

The prison illness

The Governor Pt. 2

Terminus

Grady Memorial Hospital

Old Alexandria

The massive herd

The wolves

The Saviors introduction

Daryl’s kidnapping

The Saviors demise

…Wow

“We really didn’t…” Daryl frowns watching Y/N bring her free hand to take one of his. “But I was still protective of yea”

“So was I”

“Is this finally that moment?”

“As fucked as it is” She laughs squeezing his hand a bit as Daryl leans into her pressing his lips firmly against hers. Feeling the hand behind her head move to run through his hair.

Once they parted…

“Took you two long enough” Carol chimes in with the biggest smile on her face. “Should’ve made a bet on it”

“Shut up”

#cultofdixon #the walking dead #daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon fanfiction

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pesky-waffle-bird · 2 years

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listen grian, nobody touches my bush. youre done

it all started when grian touched my redstone. he played himself li-li-like a xylophone set on automatic. Doc Monster is a savage, with technical skill and crazy vocal acrobatics. im a legend of the NHO with Etho, Beef, and Double 0. Doc MC is coming for you sevenfold. we got Rendog and other firemen to douse the flames that you shoot at this leviathan, Iskall can try again

you think im in hiding, im just biding my time. putting pen to paper, coming up with rhymes. we're the Star-studded group who got together just to crush you, once we start something you know we're gonna see it through. im the knight, the soldier who brings the fight at first light. yall had to incite, so now i gotta indict: youre guilty of getting murdered with words. yall are outgunned, go home nerds (woohoo!)

hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang

if you think you can stop the symmetry, thats false. G-Team is dialing for help, but im ignoring their calls, and when their bodies dissolve youll know that False is on a killing spree. try to stop my pvp and perish painfully. im the queen of hearts, heads, and body parts. your diamond armour cant compare to my martial arts. i'll send a poison dart to make you breathe your final breath. G-Team's name will be the only thing left

caffinated, animated, redstone innovator.my behavior's crazy, cant phase me, Impulse is never lazy. Tango, why would you betray me, now my scope is aiming. better run for from cover from all the ghast balls that i be taming. without a sound, without no hesitation, my creations are amazing. better watch your step or the G-Team will end up blazing. who's the better team? there is no controversy. but before its said and done you'll be begging us for mercy

oh, X gon' give it to ya, im gon' give it to ya, X gon' give it to ya, whaaat. lyrical boxing, dropping blows on all my foes. and the G-Team, theyre looking unclean, needing some sunscreen. burnt by words to hurt this herd of nerds, its insane how my rhymes got them injured. danger, danger! i got lasers to cut em up like razers. its flexin' season and I got flavour. their weak defenses like trenches and fences that these dense heads are presenting

theyre presenting them alright. theyre not very good. i could- i could walk over that, i could- i could jump over that. i could use an ender pearl, could use my elytra. c'mon G-Team, geez

yknow i don't know what to say, um let me- let me think

now im back, got some things i wanna say. (yeah!) whats the letter that starts the alphabet? (Ay!) ladies get in line, the Diggity be on the way. Cleo dont know who she freakin' with. all the signs say to notify her next of kin, this Diggity-Dog be dropping bombs, nothing but hits. spit that rhyme again cause the message is: i can mumble rap and still be the best there is

oh you- you wanted me to do a verse? id have to check with G-Team- i mean, uh, id have to- i'll have to check with my schedule and see if i can... see if im able to that sort of thing, you know? 'm a busy guy. do have to do a verse? oh, oh. you know? oh, oh. bananas. oh, oh. you know? oh, oh. bananas. do i have to do a verse? oh, oh, oh. bananas. oh, oh, oh. bananas. oh, oh, oh. bananas. oh, oh, oh. bananas. ugh, i just- i just dont know if its a good idea for me to be part of this song...

#hermit gang #hermitcraft #hermitblr #team s.t.a.r #g-team #yes i did type this all out just to post a hermit gang be upon ye meme #this song has been the only thing in my brain for a week now cause ive been rewatching impulses among us vods #its 7am #i haven't slept so this is the brainrot making me insane #queen of hearts heads and body parts #im mentally well #im going to explode #ive had to retype this 3 times due to tumblr being rude #my auto-suggest is now cursed #🕶

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kidultt · 5 months

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( kang hyewon, cis woman, she/her ) have you met lee aera yet? you know, the 21 year old undergraduate student. i think they’re a senior majoring in computer engineering. ring a bell yet? every time i walk past their dorm i hear unforgiven by le sserafim blasting through the door. everyone who meets them say they’re passionate but can also be a little vindictive. guess when you meet them you’ll figure that out yourself. clubs & sports: flyer & cheerleading captain, swimming, book club, engineering club & senior assistant editor for the grey wolf gazette

trigger warning: death

BASICS

full name: lee aera

nickname: aera, that bitch

date of birth: november 11, 2002

gender: cis woman

pronouns: she/her

sexuality: bisexual

height: 5′3″

fluent in: english, korean

likes: fashion, swimming, karaoke nights, bulgogi, big dogs

dislikes: people who cry when they're drunk, staying in, the cold

BACKGROUND

the baby of the family, she’s the most spoiled

she's close with her older siblings despite some of them being married / having kids and that's a life she literally cannot imagine for herself right now

she grew up in such a wealthy family, that she never really had to work for anything. whatever she wanted, she got tbh

it’s so funny how her parents honestly think of her as some sort of sweetheart slash angel slash gift from above because she’s SO sweet around them but that’s not the case with literally everyone else LMFAO this lady can be so out of pocket for no reason omfg

however, she does value her family and her found family. she keeps her circle tight because she doesn’t trust people easily

there’s not really a reason for it tbh, she just wasn’t built that way

additionally, she's only ever been in two serious relationships before and one ended with the other person cheating on her and her most recent one ended because her boyfriend DIED so she's like ??? yknow what ??? im good !!

will avoid heartbreak at all costs, even if that means she's the one who's toxic

aera's good at a lot of things because she took so many lessons as a kid from ballet to violin to swimming to fencing to horseback riding but none of them really stuck as she grew older

whip smart and she knows it

she definitely thinks she's better than everyone so like why would she be friendly with everybody when she doesn't need to be?

there is not ONE SINGLE humble bone in this woman’s body like she’s rich and hot and you WILL know it

also gets really scared of commitment and runs when things get serious!! rip

she also just loves proving people wrong in general. everyone thought she was just gonna be a socialite / brat her entire life, and she was like actually☝️which is why she's out here being a computer engineering major

FUN FACTS

she doesn’t really have a filter. she’ll say whatever she thinks of in the moment without regard for your feelings

all this lady has is the audacity because she can say the most out of pocket stuff and still be like 😇

can and will throw hands if she has to, but would rather not because she doesn't want to chip a nail

definitely became a cheerleader in high school solely because she knows she’d look cute in the uniform & is still a cheerleader today

she’s like the fun aunt tbh and is surprisingly good with kids

has a torch red (red chevrolet corvette) that’s her BABY. scratch her car in any way and she’ll scratch you right back across your face

loves to travel tbh she has lived here her whole life but she’s always going somewhere

everyday is fashion week in here like you will never see this lady in sweats like im sorry that’s just not happening

is always up for a good time tbh especially in the bedroom 🤪

an avid reader, also loves to write

can’t cook to save her life

here to be messy xoxo

WANTED CONNECTIONS

older siblings

ride or die

rich bitch squad maybe?

childhood friends who stayed friends

childhood friends who drifted apart

high school sweetheart / first time

ex-friends

unexpected friends

good influence on her / she's a bad influence on them

drinking buddies

party buddies

enemies

friends with benefits

ex-flings

the ex that cheated on her?

current flings

family friends

#radcliffeintro

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lovesosweeet · 6 months

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better left unsaid // cth

chapter twenty one

in which orion has leukemia, and calum doesn’t know.

calum hood x fem!oc

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august 29, 2018 uncasville, connecticut calum

I don’t know what it is, but there’s something strange about being away from Orion for this long. It’s almost been a month, and we still talk almost every day. I know I can’t expect for things to feel all that normal. I left her alone in LA. She has a life there. I’m busy, touring with the band.

I think days like today are when I feel it the most. We’re in a random ass city in New England. We have a show tonight, but today we aren’t doing press, and there’s not exactly a lot to do in Connecticut. It’s just another day with the boys, whom I love dearly, but don’t exactly have a lot of fresh topics to talk to them about.

At least it felt okay to sleep in this morning. A lot of days it feels like a waste of being in a cool city or a waste of being close to family to sleep in, but in Uncasville, Connecticut, sleeping until 11 feels like an appropriate start to the day.

I wake up to a few texts from Orion, which is unsurprising but always good to see.

From: my love + stars good morning hi hello i couldn’t sleep last night i am zombie today running on hella coffee i think duke misses you he keeps going into your studio and pacing around it’s so sad do you think he can come to the venue in san diego? omg i can get him a little shirt that says “i <3 5sos” can you imagine if i do that you have to post it to your story so the fans can see they would die hope you have so much fun in the fantastic town of uncasville today!!!!

To: my love + stars it’s always a good morning when i can hear from you! very good morning to you my very beautiful girlfriend my favorite zombie you can eat my brains if you want send me duke pics rn i miss him too please bring him!!!! i’m pretty sure dogs are allowed. i will riot if not. yknow you could post it yourself. just make your profile public ya silly goose. the fans love you now.

From: my love + stars cal if you ever don’t hear from me in the morning you need to call the cops i will always say hi asap i will eat your brains first look how cute dukey is!!!!!!! Images attached (3) they occasionally tOleRaTE me NOW. the tables could turn at any time.

To: my love + stars i will never call the cops on you you can do no wrong even if you eat my brains don’t tell duke’s mom but i think i miss my son more than i miss his mom (I AM KIDDING I PROMISE) literally the only reason the tables would turn is if you were a shitty person and you’re the best person i know so you’re good of course only go public if you want but just sayin the world would be a better place if everyone could see your beautiful sunset selfies

From: my love + stars somebody call 911 shawty’s lying to me on the dance flo it’s ok if you miss duke more than me i am not offended i swear you know i won’t go public i just don’t need that chaos in my life i love quietly lurking on stan twitter from my burner account

To: my love + stars i am not lying i miss you more than i have ever missed anyone duke is close second dw it could be a rush to go public for a day and then go back private see what happens

From: my love + stars stop you’re gonna make me cry in the club rn it would be not fun cal you know this i’d get a bunch of DIE BITCH I COULD TAKE UR MAN IF I WANT TO YOU’RE SO UGLY and maybe a sprinkle of wow you’re kinda cool sometimes

I’m not sure how long it’s been that Orion and I are just sitting here texting each other back and forth until Ashton is giggling across the room at me.

“What are you making all those faces for, Cal?” He asks.

I flip him off. “Just texting Orion.”

“Oooh, what are you guys talking about?” Luke walks in the room, a banana in hand and Sierra trailing behind him carrying a Starbucks cup.

I roll my eyes. “Not that it’s any of your business, but I was just telling her she should make her Instagram public, and she thinks it’d just open up a door for death threats.”

“The fans like her now, don’t they?” Luke asks. He plops down on the couch next to me, and Sierra sits on his right side. He looks around the room at all of us, searching for confirmation.

“She always gets love when I post a picture with her in it,” Ashton confirms.

It’s no secret that I’m not exactly an active user on any social media, so even though I have millions of photos of me and Orion, I don’t share them much. That’s both due to my personal social media habits and Orion’s wishes to keep her presence on my social media to a minimum. It’s kind of like her rule for flowers — only for special occasions.

Ashton, on the other hand, posts a few photos at a time to his story and feed pretty regularly, and more often than not, if there’s a group picture, Orion is in it. He’s also the only one that really hangs out with Orion on her own regularly, so naturally they have more photos of the two of them. That said, if she’s only getting positive comments on Ashton’s posts, I’m sure she’d get positive reactions if she shared her own.

“I’m not saying she should or shouldn’t,” Sierra starts. “But I definitely get why she doesn’t want a public profile.”

“I mean, to be fair, a lot of what she posts is of you guys,” Luke adds. He’s not wrong. Because her profile is private and she can pick and choose who follows her, she feels fine to post whatever she wants, and that means posting a lot of pictures with me, of me, and of Duke. “She definitely wouldn’t want to do that if she went public.”

I sigh, knowing that Sierra and Luke are probably right, and Orion is too, even if she’s not completely accurate with what would actually happen if she made her profile public. I decide to drop it.

“Where’s that Starbucks at?” I decide to ask, changing the subject. I nod at Sierra’s coffee cup in her hand.

With the address in hand, I head off to find someone to drive me to the Starbucks and go back to texting Orion.

To: my love + stars it’s pretty early to be in the club but still don’t cry just a little over a month. we’ve got this!! only go public if you want. i support you regardless and happy to be bad cop and defend you in your comments if you needed

From: my love + stars a 2018 shakespearean level romance defending me in an IG comment section i’m a lucky girl

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a/n: fillery chapter ik. but still plantin a seed for something later on. i posted this poll but also feel free to drop a comment on your wishes on this post too pls n thx.

#5sos #5 seconds of summer #luke hemmings #ashton irwin #calum hood #michael clifford #fanfiction #fanfic #5sosfam #imagine #calum 5sos #calum imagine #calum x fem!oc #calum x ofc

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springlock-suits · 1 year

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Some fun little tidbits that didn't really fit with the longer lore rambles about my version, but felt too short to get their own posts

William Afton: ADORES the circus and clowns. Absolutely collects those clown porcelain dolls you always see at thrift stores. If he never met Henry he probably would've just been a professional clown or something

I don't mean this in a rude way at all and I will not be accepting clownslander at this time

Phone Dude: there are SO many I could give to him but Furby Customizer speaks the most to me right now

Henry Emily: ignoring his love for animatronics, he also really liked arcades! Arcade cabinets and games of all of sorts. I do not know his opinions on pinball however

Also liked murder mystery games n movies. But ah. I think he might have stopped liking those

He would enjoy camping I think. I can imagine him being good at survival in the woods and such, but hm can he fish?

Michael Afton: Would love animal jam. And of course loves those TV drama shows. Actually just for that I'm gonna give him a hc based on my great grandma who loved tv operas, he collects fancy dishes and likes apple themed things. Would have a tiny dog if he trusted himself to take care of it properly, Helpy is a good tiny dog substitute

Mrs Afton: Very much enjoyed dancing and ballerinas. When William was buying clown dolls he would also be on the lookout for ballerina dolls or figures to give her. She definitely owned like at least one ballerina music box

Fun fact! In my lore Springtrap named himself that, and wasn't given an "official" name by Fazbear Fright's staff. However Peter (phone dude) liked to call him Wallace

I'm thinking that Evan witnessing William's springlock failure definitely played a part in his fear of animatronics. Because I've already put that before the bite in my lore's timelime

I know it wasn't really meant to be seen as this but-

I take the fnaf 2 phone calls (first night specifically) as implying the 87 location is the first to have walking/freeroam animatronics, at the very least the first to let them leave stage while open

Foxy go go go is generally seen as before that, being in '85 location most likely. So it's fun to imagine that the foxy running is just a guy in a suit who's about to have a terrible day

It's not strictly important when or why. but Elizabeth and Mrs. Afton died at the same time in my au, and it was at least before the baby animatronic could even be considered

This is because I removed Sister Location from my lore. And I'm not sure what to do with Elizabeth now. If anyone helps me come up with a good idea, though, I'd definitely consider bringing her back! I miss her </3

She'll still have to die around the time she did in canon though, so yknow

Evan and Elizabeth collected My Little Pony together, and later would've collected Ips too

"Tell us about Vanessa!"

Right off the bat I can tell you my Vanny and Vanessa are the same person! No weird secret double confusion like what sb did, they're the same!

While I'm still not sure if Security Breach exists in my au, Vanessa is definitely staying anyway! I'm determined to squeeze her in somehow, she's so much fun to work with ^v^

(I wonder if I can work Glamrock Springbonnie into my version's Security Breach somehow. I'm definitely gonna try >:)

The hardest part about adding vanny (and security breach as a whole) is that my version of William isn't nearly as determined to kill kids as canon, I think the first dip in old man consequences' lake wouldve stopped him. BUT! He STILL hates fazbear ent, so now I'm imagining that instead of possessing Vanny to kill kids, his ghost(?) just tries to convince her to try and close the place down. Causing mechanical failures and breakdowns and such. I think that'd be fun ^v^!!

Less of murder and more of shenanigans

Also also, bonus fact. William is definitely bothering Vanessa specifically because she looks like Elizabeth. Vanny and Jeremy are both characters he sorta mentally adopts because they remind him of his dead children

#darlingsfnafau: lore rambles #darlingsfnafau #i dont. want to tag all this #reluctant follower #William afton #henry emily #phone dude #Michael afton #mrs. afton #crying child #elizabeth afton #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #purple guy

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nii-chans-rabiddogs · 1 year

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Weird Doctor

TWs: drugged character, restraints, muzzle. It's extra long, but I'm not sure where to cut it so I haven't. lemme know if i need to add any other TWs if theyre missing, please. Have fun <3

@cupcakes-and-pain @maracujatangerine

It feels like I’m floating in syrup, cuz everything is nice and quiet and slow, but it’s also too cold to go back to sleep. I wriggled around until realizing that I’m not on a bed and there is no blanket, sadly. I opened my eyes enough to figure out that the cement I’m laying on isn’t covered by anything. Why would I sleep on cement? It’s not warm or comfy at all, and I always trip over the cracks and skin my hands or knees, it's the worst. Wait, there’s a blanket, but it's on the other side of the room and I don’t wanna get up. I stared sadly at it for a bit, letting my brain melt away. Eventually I got too cold and tried to get up, but my arms shook and everything started spinning just a little bit so I laid back down. I huffed, and tried to remember what happened but I kept getting distracted by how cold it was. Why would anyone ever make it so cold? Why would you torture yourself like that? It has to be at least 71 degrees for me to feel comfortable and even then I hide under the blankets. It definitely isn’t that warm in here, and I wanna leave but the only way out is a weird door with a flap at the bottom.

Actually, the door looks like those ones in movies, yknow? The ones for cells to hold the prisoners, all steel and whatever metal doors are made of. It looks really heavy though, and the room is pretty dark. I can see alright, but there’s no light coming in anywhere. There’s also a ring in the center of the room, which is a trip hazard. You shouldn’t put things out in the middle of the room with no light source, someone’s gonna break the ankle tripping on it. I wouldn’t though, cuz I never trip ever and anyone who says I do is lying and should be banished from my kingdom. Wait, I don't have a kingdom. Do I? Oh well. It would be nice to have a kingdom, just relaxing all day getting to eat all the chocolates and not having to do anything. Maybe I should start my own kingdom, but people say it’s hard. All you gotta do is declare yourself king though, so I don’t understand what they think is hard about that. Maybe they can’t make themselves king? I could make all the people kings, but only if they promised to leave my kingdom alone and give me chocolates.

Suddenly, the door was shoved open, and I closed my eyes against the very bright light that came with it. That was scary, it dragged on the ground and made a really loud noise that hurt my ears. I opened my eyes to glare at it, so it wouldn’t do that again. Oh hey, when they get here? There was someone standing in the door, with a weird thing in their hands.

“Oh good, you’re awake. Let’s get this on you, I need to take you down to the medbay. You lost quite a bit of blood, and we need to fix that. Getting more is a pain, by the way, so if you lose any more I will drain you dry myself, understood?” They said, walking up to me with the weird thing.

I tried to say something but it hurt and I started coughing, which hurt more. I huffed, cuz I couldn't do anything else. The guy crouched down, setting the weird thing on the floor nearby. He unfolded the weird thing, which had other things inside. He grabbed what looked like one of those shock collars for dogs, but without the spikes on the inside. She- wait, is she a guy or a girl? I can’t tell. Oh well. They slid it under my neck before pulling it tight and clicking it together. Rude, I’m not a dog. I’m not even an animal, everyone can see that. Maybe they need glasses? The weird person was wearing a doctor trench coat, which is even weirder than a normal trench coat, actually. The weird doctor pulled another thing from the little pile that was already mostly gone, and it looked like an odd fabric mask.

He lifted my head up and placed the cold metal part under my chin, and pulling the top metal piece over the bridge of my nose. I tried to watch, but my eyes went cross eyed and made me dizzy, so I just stared at the weird doctor again. They tugged on it before clipping the two back straps together around the back of my head, and then making it really tight somehow. I winced and tried to move away but the weird doctor just yanked my head back and told me to stay still or else, so I stopped wiggling and glared at them. They started pulling on something on the side of the mask thingie, and then that side was really tight and I couldn't open my mouth at all. They started doing the same for the other side, and I tried to move again but it was hard and really slow, so the weird doctor just shoved me back onto the floor.

He yanked my hands behind my back and click-clacked super handcuffs onto my wrists, right over the cuts from before. I tried to pull on them, but it just made my wrists hurt really really bad so I just laid there while the weird doctor went out past the door. It was still cold, but now it was worse cuz i can’t move and everything hurts. Weird Doctor dragged in a moving bed, like the ones in hospitals for patients. Weird, a doctor would never let it get this cold. I’ve never seen a doctor before so I’m not sure. Or a hospital. Movies show them all the time, and they always seem really loud with everyone yelling and weird machines beeping or screaming. Maybe Weird Doctor is a worker for a quiet hospital? Quiet hospitals seem like they would be more secret-ier, so they have to be super secret and make sure nobody tells.

“Alright, runt. I’m going to lift you and if you kick me, I will break your ankle. Behave.”

That was the only warning I got before Weird Doctor lifted me up in the princess carry and set me down on the moving bed. I wanted to kick him but it felt like I was gonna throw up and I didn't wanna do that. I can’t even open my mouth at all, and I didn't wanna have to swallow puke. That’d be really gross and icky. I jerked when my wrists got crushed under me, and it felt like someone lit them on fire so I rolled onto my side. I took a deep breath, but it didn’t make me feel any better, and nothing made any more sense. Hopefully Weird Doctor could fix my wrists, and maybe give me some chocolate. I’m really hungry, but I can't ask for anything cuz my throat hurts, and the mask keeps my mouth clamped shut.

Weird doctor started pushing the moving bed out of the dark room, and out into the hallway. I didn’t look very different, but there are lights which is nice. No one will trip, cuz now they can see the ground. Unless they’re distracted, like the one time Detective walked into a door while reading a case paper. He dropped like he was shot too, which was funny cuz he cussed like a sailor, whatever that means. I heard Ms. Secretary say that to someone, but I'm not sure what it means. He did cuss a lot though, and he said I shouldn’t repeat any of it to anyone who looked like a reporter.

We passed by some other rooms, but they all had the same type of door, so I couldn’t see in. I heard something whimpering in one of them, maybe a dog? That makes me sad cuz doggies are really nice and fun to play with, they shouldn’t be hurt. Maybe if I ask really nicely, Weird Doctor will help them too? We passed more doors, and I could hear yelling from some of them, which was scary. I don’t like when people yell, cuz they get really loud and mean and scary. Weird Doctor just kept pushing the moving bed along, and the yelling went away. Weird Doctor is kinda nice, but I don’t like the super-cuffs cuz they hurt my wrists more, or the mask cuz i cant open my mouth at all, or it’ll pull on my nose and make that hurt too. Maybe if I was good, Weird Doctor would get rid of them? And, and maybe if i was really super good i’d get chocolates and something to drink. My throat felt really dry and scratchy, and that was worse than it hurting cuz I can’t scratch my throat.

Weird Doctor walked us around a corner, and suddenly there was an old elevator, like the ones in the scary movies. It looked a little different though, cuz there’s red blotches everywhere and I thought rust was orange. Maybe rust gets darker the longer it's there? The elevator jerked, and suddenly it felt like I was climbing but without actually doing anything. It was cool, but also made me feel sick again, so I ignored it and listened to the music that was playing from somewhere. IT was really nice and calming and made me feel sleepy again, but I don’t think Weird Doctor would like it if I fell asleep again. The elevator dinged, and Weird Doctor pushed the moving bed out of the doors. The walls were really bright, and they were white. I was right, this is a hospital! But it's a quiet hospital, cuz I don't hear anyone yelling, and nothing is beeping. It’s really nice. They pushed the moving bed really, really close to another bed, and lifted me onto that one instead. Why would they do that? The other bed was just fine. Probably a Quiet hospital thing. Weird Doctor undid the super-cuffs, but then they rolled me onto my back just to strap my wrists down to the bed. This is a little unnecessary, I couldn’t do anything before, so what’s the difference? They walked off, so I just laid on my back and rolled my head to watch them. Weird Doctor pulled out a tall, rolling thingie and hooked a red bag to it.

They dragged it over to me, and shoved a needle into my arm. I huffed at the prick, but then the tube it was connected to started to fill with the red stuff. It looked really super familiar but I can’t remember. It was definitely a hospital thing though, but usually the bags are clear. Maybe I get to have a special bag cuz I'm a special boy. I’m the specialiest of boys, so that makes sense. Weird Doctor kept walking around and grabbing things and setting them on the table right next to the bed. I didn’t see that, maybe it's to hold all the chocolates and medicine things Weird Doctor is setting down. They need to make sure to leave enough room for the chocolates, though, or else I’ll have to beat them up. Chocolates are the most important-y things ever.

I blinked slowly as Weird Doctor started filling needles with something, but it’s getting hard to stay awake cuz it's warm. The heat made me tired, and I couldn’t keep my eyes open. Hopefully Weird Doctor wouldn’t be mad at me, but they also never said anything about not falling asleep, I think. They’ve been nice so far though, cuz they haven’t yelled at me at all. Still don’t like the mask thing, so he’s not the nicest but he’s nice enough. I rolled my head over t o look at the ceiling. It was a pretty grey color, and I stared at it while falling asleep. Blue would be prettier though, I think.

#tw muzzle #tw restraints #tw drugged character #whump writing #whump #medical setting #Ghost is drugged out of his mind but he doesnt quite realize that #Hes just a little guy doing his best #but he isnt the brightest of boys and i love him for it #also hes only watched a total of 4 movies #the detective has never been able to get him to sit still long enough for any more #Ghostie needs to get out more but dont trust him by himself #he'll either never trust anyone or trust everyone. there is no in between #Ghost #Ghostie #Doctor Everly #also known as Weird Doctor

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fruitless-vain · 9 months

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Dog trip with old friends didn’t go as well as I was hoping for, but there were definitely positive takeaways I’m trying to focus on.

First they walk here all the time and never met another dog in this locations so when we arrived they were super standoffish and struggled to realize my two weren’t a threat. So for the first while the walk was pretty tense and a lot of redirecting everyone trying to keep the peace and set them up for success here.

They had a new puppy Yoshi had never met before which was fine? Except for whatever reason Sham just did not like this dog. They’re another street dog from a similar location to Sham so idk if something about the at was rubbing sham the wrong way or what. Sham did well at using his body language and trying to be patient but peanut is a puppy, their handler is great and did their best to call them away, redirect, etc. but yknow, only so many times a dog you don’t like keeps entering your space before you start to lose it so Sham ended up doing one bark to tell him to bugger off. Majority of the walk they were good and able to coexist and sniff together it was just when the puppy would insist on sniffing his face that I would have to keep stepping in and helping Sham out.

Yoshi struggled a lot at first, the dogs starting off confrontational really set her in to a weary headspace so we stayed far behind them for a while and gradually had them one at a time fall back to do short polite greetings. Yoshi did great, even with Peanut who she’d never met before and no real issues with the other two which she has met before. A little displacement and avoidance at the beginning but as the walk went on she settled better.

Ended up having to monitor and reward her a ton for disengagement, since sham didn’t like Peanut and they all started off on a tense note she was really needing the extra help. Had two short reactions which I’m really upset happened at all but also, she literally got plowed over by Sham and one of the others when they were chasing eachother so, kind of expected that would be a Bit Much.

Ended up muzzling her to be safe, she was still able to do greetings and coexist well, listening to cues well etc. just don’t want someone getting hurt if she does get absolutely thrashed again. She took to the muzzle very well despite the fact that we haven’t used it in about a year, no attempts to itch or rub at it at all and put it on cooperatively n easily.

Improvement to note is that when the walk was over we had some really good successes with her settling as viewed in the video above. That’s a big area she struggles with, if we’re moving she can focus and relax a lot better than when we’re stationary and movement is happening around her. Had to redirect and help her out a bit in the start but she was able to feel comfortable enough to completely side flop unprompted, remain laying down calmly when the others were walking around (although struggled when Peanut got way too in her face) and she was also totally fine with sham literally fucking stepping on her. So that’s good I suppose

Idk just not as smooth as I was hoping for, felt like a huge step back, disappointed, frustrated, feeling like we’ve been working for nothing even though I know that’s not true. Yknow. Sucks.

#Yoshi #sham #the park

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littlexscarletxwitch · 1 year

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ok so, you've seen black widow, so you understand the sleeper agent type of stuff where families are agents.

ok so YELENA BELOVA is seemingly a soft wife and momma, untill... UNTILL a new girl moves into town, she's solo other than her 2 pets, she's got a routine. Walk around the neighborhood every morning with her dog, go to the cafe, go home and work on her online school bc college girl right. Yelena has a husband and a "kid" but looks at this college girl and just....Wants her. yknow. Yelena starts going on morning walks and to the cafe and she watches this girl in a non creepy way. one day the girl Doesn't go on her morning walk so Yelena gets worried, she goes over to knock on the door then hears moaning and screaming and squealing and Yelena gets wet listening. she stands there for a bit and eventually the girl inside finishes....her cum fest and Yelena runs back home to watch the girl finally come out and go on her morning walk...now afternoon walk. now Yelena knows the girl isnt....."innocent" so she feels less bad for her plans.

(planss are to seduce the poor girl and make her sub for her bc surprise surprise Yelena is a domme mommy with a big strap collection and a box of toys (do with that what you will) annnndd lots of stamina bc red room training is crazy)

so some extra ideas maybe

1. several straps, several vibrators, wand vibrators, gspot vibrators, clit sucker/vibrators, nipple toys, spredder bars/restraints.

2. the girl is a squirter and the like, the first time it happens Yelena is just like... well....idk something funny and the girl laughs and Yelena just has a cheeky smile

3. the girl has never been tied down, had her gspot stimulated, been eaten out so she kinda is "innocent" compared to Yelena and Yelena teases her in a cute "little girl" kinda way

4. the domme Mommy Yelena comes out to play towards the end after the girl has been overstimulated and is limp and her headspace is switched but Yelena has a double ended dildo and she gets off that way...and then

5. Yelena cuddles her afterwards and kinda sings to her and kisses her forehead and wonders what she could have If she and the girl ran away from Yelena's sleeper agent lifestyle

(omg it all fit in one ask, ok soooo here ya go)

*excited horny girl dance*

-💦🍯

I-

I just-

Daaaaamn, honey! 😫

You are definitely onto something here

Okey, but Yelena would definitely rail the fuck out of you until you are crying, begging her to stop (not that you actually want to, but you feel like she's going to break your poor little body in two if you don't stop her). But later on, once she's done with you, once she had tasted every inch of your body, once she had made you cum so many times you can no longer feel your legs, once she has you shaking and all weak, she WOULD SO CUDDLE YOU. And tell you what a good girl you were for her, and how perfect you were, and how she just needs you for the rest of her life or else, she might die without you

Yelena is so hot 🫠🫠

UPDATE: fic based on this has been posted <3

#ask stuff <3 #💦🍯 anon <3 #littlexscarletxwitch answers ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

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I WANT TO KNOW!!! ABOUT ELLIE!!! i wanna know about the pink girl!!! shes very cute and sweet (and reminds me a lot of patton kinda) and i want to know more about her.

first of all, when i think of her i kinda think of jules from euphoria, but like in her pastel stages when she wasnt fucked up (/pos). shes so bubblegum. like, hubba bubba girl, yknow?

can i learn a little about her home life? what inspired her to be the way she is? shes been very fluffy since she was a child, clearly, but why? why not be angry at the world?

also you may already have talked about this but i havent scrolled through ur entire calypsokimm tag so i dont know, how did she meet the other girls?

I love Ellie so very much and will happily talk about her <3 fair warning I don't have quite as much backstory laid out for her like I do for Calypso (Cal has the most complex story by far, for obvious reasons, but the other's all have stories, most are just not as detailed/still in development) but there is still going to be so much.

I haven't watched euphoria do idk Jules outside of like, pretty pictures, but I can confirm that Ellie is very hubba bubba bubblegum girl

As I've mentioned in passing, my OCs were originally going to my own sides, but I very quickly decided I could do more with them as their own people. Ellie was set to be the bulk of my emotions, my vulnerability, and my more childish tendencies. I did not want one side to be morality, because I would have given that job to Logic/Athena, which probably tells you something about me as a person lol.

But she would have taken on Patton's character type, as bubbly, oblivious, honest, childish, and angelic in terms of virtue.

Most of the girls have names that fit them perfectly because of like origins and meanings and even what countries they came from, but not Ellie. I looked it up just now, and it means 'light' which is surprisingly fitting for her.

The reason I named her Ellie was simply after my childhood dog. She (the dog) is very old now, but still with us and deeply loved. We first got her when I was around seven or so, and at the time, I adored the name, and always loved to play pretend using it as my character. When we got the dog, my brother suggested it and here we are 11 years later.

All of my girls embody different parts of me, quite literally, because that was the original plan. Ellie literally has the name I used to play pretend with as a kid, and is the name of my oldest pet.

She's unique in that way, as well as her color scheme even. She's color coded with light blue (nod to pat) and pink. Her hair is dyed blue save the ends, which are still her natural brown for some reason.

As for her personality, Ellie is incredibly sunny. She lights up the room as soon as she walks in, she's so good at charming people with earnest conversation and an easy going excitable nature that draws people in. She's lighthearted, funny, giggly, and has a special knack for understanding people. She can be impulsive, wild, and high energy at all times. Sometimes she's reckless, filled with a deep wonder and adoration for the world around her and the things within it. She feels like she's bubbling over with a profound joy for everything around her.

The world is beautiful, to Ellie. It's gorgeous and overwhelming, but so so worth it.

She can be observant, but only when it comes to a person's character, how they work, what they like, and the things that make them special. She won't notice the new curtains or remember what she had breakfast or lots of other basic things that drive Athena to the brink of insanity, but she knows Athena's tells for when she's especially upset, or the sweater she wears when she's thinking about her boyfriend, or even the food she makes when she didn't sleep well the night before. Ellie is good at people, she understands them on a deep and empathic level, she just doesn't notice that she ran another red light by mistake.

Her emotional intelligence comes across as older than she is. In her late twenties, she manages to carry both her almost innocent giddy personality and her very calm, mature, almost ancient understanding of anyone she comes across. She cares, in an honest and loving way that's so genuine it's nearly startling. She almost effortlessly knows how to comfort people, whatever your love language is when you need it, or even what type of person you need. She can be tender and motherly, she can be playful like a sibling, supportive like a friend, or just a loving figure who'll listen to you when you have nobody else.

She's the closest with Bree, but Ellie is good friends with all of her roommates. She makes a point of coaxing Athena and Luna especially into being more open, and she's managed to get them to open up more, so they're able to have friendships where they can all be vulnerable, even where they hate it.

Ellie really is a special person, on some level she knows it. It isn't through grand gestures or a global impact. She doesn't really care too much about leaving her mark on the world or being infamous. Ellie is just different, she understands people. She loves them. She is unique

Alright I'll give some actual background now. It'll explain some of that.

Ellie grew up pretty middle class, her parents had a rocky relationship even before she came along, but they kept their struggling relationship under wraps and just stewed. Ellie was an only child, as her parents quickly realized that having a child didn't fix anything for them, and having another would just be more difficult.

Ellie would never grow up feeling loved by her mother and father.

She was always provided basic necessities as well as entertainment, but was never close or even wanted around her parents, not unless they were in public.

Her parents weren't rich, but were well established in their social circles. They came from a very large extended family with high expectations for how well a family should get along. From neighborhoods, coworkers, friends, and family, it was important to Ellie's family that they looked like the ideal family.

From as young as six years old, Ellie knew when to smile, when it was okay to hug her parents, and when she was expected to sit in her father's lap or hide behind her mom's leg. It never felt real to her, it just felt right. Mom and Dad smiled and laughed with her in public, dad would scoop her up, bouncing her and saying something silly whenever grandma was watching them. Mom would nod when Ellie made a cute comment to Mom's friend. They never said it explicitly, Ellie just learned what was expected of her, what made Mom and Dad happy.

And Ellie really wanted them to be happy.

They fought and screamed at home. They hated eating dinner together, it always ended up so tense and snappy when they did. Ellie didn't understand the numbers and names they were talking about but they made everything scarier. She never knew when the air would break and it would become a true fight. Ellie would be tersely sent to the other room, and Ellie would sit far back on the couch with her hands in her lap, fists around her dress, and her eyes locked straight ahead. She tried desperately not to hear it, or think about it. It was too scary to listen to the yelling.

She wasn't sure if she loved how they seemed to love her when they weren't fighting, or if she just feared the anxiety that rose and bubbled in her chest when they fought.

So she learned. She learned to do good things. if she cleaned the kitchen, Daddy wasn't as annoyed when he came home. If she complimented Mom's body a whole bunch, she'd be lighter, and less likely to start snapping at Dad. She memorized all of their favorite movies and books, so she could always bring them up or play them on TV. It was a quick way to distract them after dinner, if they made it through dinner at all.

They liked when she was cute and quiet. They liked when she made simple friends and did easy activities with them. They liked when she did arts and crafts to put on the fridge. They liked when she was curious about all the right parts of their jobs. They liked when she made safe lighthearted jokes, but only when the mood was correct.

Ellie learned all of the subjects that set Dad off. Ellie learned what tones lead Mom down an angrier path. She learned when and where to interrupt before either parent upset the other.

When she was ten, her father ended up getting a hefty promotion. It changed their dynamic, for the better at first, but everything quickly came back to the stressful everyday life she was so accustomed to.

Then she met Bree, one of her new neighbors.

Ellie had always worked hard to keep herself under control. Make sure all of her qualities were kept under wraps and easy to digest. She kept her positivity dialed all the way up, kept herself as quiet as possible, and never pursued anything impulsive, loud, adventurous, or unpredictable. There was a deep longing inside of her, that wanted nothing more than to throw on her favorite neon blue cardigan and run barefoot through the park, play with other kids, die laughing at a schoolmate, get messy in the mud on a rainy day, finally listen to loud music and scream it without caring who hears, and do things at the drop of a hat.

As desperately as she wanted it, none of that was an option, not in her family. She wasn't sure if she was angry, even as an adult reflecting on it, she's not sure. Adult Ellie might be angry on her younger self's behalf, but little Ellie wasn't angry, just very very scared, and very sad. Her little body was nearly in tatters trying to keep so much love held back, but there was no one to receive or give her the love she craved.

So she spend her days fantasizing about the person she wished she was, but could never be.

But Bree was like that. Bree was very much like that person she wished she was.

Bree was loud. She loved attention as much as she loved giving it. She liked shiny things and singing at the top of her lungs to songs in a language Ellie doesn't know. She loves swooshy dresses and glitter, and is constantly affectionate with her family and friends. She did fun things, she climbed trees, helped her mom cook, ran down the street to meet with her friends, laughed without monitoring her volume, made messes she begrudgingly cleaned. She could be whiny or pouty, but it never stuck and she was always ready to pull herself up. She was feisty maybe petty, and fun. Bree was so fun and Bree's parents didn't dislike the way she had fun. They reigned her in if she got too wild, but they loved her, even when she was difficult or loud.

It shocked Ellie.

Because it was everything Ellie had every dreamed of, living just three doors down.

Somehow they became friends after meeting a few times at block parties and the local pool, and Ellie was introduced to a brand new world. It was like the planet turned upside down. For the first time in her life, Ellie could be herself.

They could be loud, spontaneous, wild, silly, childish, messy, and everything else a 10 year old child was supposed to be. Bree's house was a safe place, with a family who was charmed by her gentle soul and sweet friendship with their youngest daughter. It was a friendship that saved Ellie from the brink of giving up, even as young as she was.

And life went on.

Ellie had neither the desire or the ability to articulate what her homelife was like, so her friendship with Bree was a simply a solace from it all, and the two grew and remained almost impossibly close. The two even ended up at the same school after the next summer, and their days were filled with each other. Endless memories and shrieks of laughter filling their days.

It was the happiest few years of her entire life thus far.

Then her parents took her out of that school to switch her to another. She silently lamented the loss of seeing Bree daily, but still spent copious amounts of time with her outside of school. Things were still okay, things were still happy. She was okay. Everything was okay. Her parents were difficult, but there was peace, life was worth it, and her love for the world had a place to go. She just had to smile

Then Calypso happened.

Ellie loved Cal. She was accepting another person into her life, almost to the same extent that she trusted Bree. Cal was soft and kind, good and pure and gentle. Calypso was not, and the pain of that betrayal nearly broke her.

She spiraled for weeks, barely sleeping, eating, or even getting out of bed for anything but school. Her parents paid little attention, but Bree's family did express some concern that Ellie's own parents pretended to care about. The fighting had been infinitely worse lately, with nonstop screaming, breaking things, kicking each other out of the house. She wasn't sure if it ever got physical, and she was terrified of finding out. Ellie barely saw them, but when she did, she'd just smile. She was so good at smiling. Smile. Smile. Just smile.

She hated Calypso, missed her, loved her, grieved her, despised her.

But Calypso revealed the truth to her, in a terrible, cruel way that ached just to think about.

Ellie lied in order to survive, and it hurt.

It was that simple.

Good thing Ellie liked a challenge

#I'll more later i got tired lol #ily her so much she's lovely and smart and hdshhblw #elliekimm #oc #anais rambles #anais writes #she's so good #she tries so hard #over the years I've had these gals #I've accidently created a moral #like a central theme #their stories are just testaments to healing growing as people #they're so messy and bruised emotionally #but they're working on getting better all that their own pace no matter how broken they feel

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mojaves · 2 years

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🌹🌱🍀🌙🌈 for jason my beloved jason AND marcus

OURGRTGHF AAAA banner time again (^:< eheoeheehe

🌹- What's this oc's biggest fear

well one of them is definitely just. ruthie in general. she had far too much power over him + damaged him beyond repair so now he's just stuck with the pieces trying to glue them back together,, every time he thinks about her he's like a terrified little kid all over again. as big and intimidating as he is, she can very easily make him want to curl up in a ball and disappear completely from the world never to be seen again. he's not as brave or as confident as everyone thinks he is and he does NOT want people to know that. losing control of himself is another Big Fear bc there were many moments where he felt like he wasnt even part of his own body when ruthie was there, he was just a bystander who was frozen and couldnt do Anything which is <3 not very nice

🌱- Does this oc have any pets? Do they have any pets they want?

ALL HE NEEDS IS A BIG DOG WHO HE CAN RUN AROUND WITH AND HUG AND CRY INTO SOMETIMES. THATS ALL HE NEEDS

🍀- Around when does this oc get up in the morning?

he doesnt need to sleep so he doesnt really get up he's just On His Bullshit 24/7. but on the rare occasion he DOES sleep, it takes him a million years to Wake Up and Get Out Of Bed. and by that point it's probably 1pm and he doesnt know who he is or where he is. good luck trying to make him wake up early it wont happen <3

🌙- Does this oc have any unusual hobbies?

i think killing people is a bit of an unusual hobby. maybe. not for him though thats just Life baybeyy. he collects bottle caps but thats one of the more Normal things he does actually

🌈- What does this oc like and dislike about themselves?

GOING TO MAKE ME ABSOLUTELY INSANE WITH THIS ONE. the damage has already been done and it's taking Forever to try and undo it all, if it's even possible. so. he has 0 self esteem whatsoever. there is not a single thing he likes about himself. your bf cheating on you and then Killing You definitely doesnt do a whole lot of good for your self-worth. he's still trucking on regardless bc, if he doesnt wipe all these shitty people off the face of the earth, who will?? yknow. at least he's using the skills he has For Good instead of his own personal gain. he's got 0 sense of self preservation either so he just does whatever whenever. he acts confident and definitely Looks the part considering what he wears 99% of the time, but thats nothing more than a front he's putting on as part of the job - it lures in victims easier. like who's going to be drawn to a guy who is on the floor crying about how much he hates himself?? No One! anyway where was i going with this. Ah., yes he doesnt like himself. thank you

🌹- What's this oc's biggest fear

he doesn't want people to think less of him because he's kind of shy and very much Struggles to hold conversationd with people sometimes. yes he has a lot of self-confidence but he also worries Far Too Much about first impressions and other people's opinions about him. we love a walking contradiction <3 idk if this is even much of a fear but this is the only thing i can think of qjhfeghg. also public speaking. he can talk to a camera but put him in front of hundreds of people?? he will disolve right then and there thats TOO many people all at once

🌱- Does this oc have any pets? Do they have any pets they want?

not necessarily his pets bc they're lou and morgan's but he lives with them. so theyre basically his too. butterbean and barry are the cats. and they also have a lizard called walter. i KNOW their names have changed a lot over time but this is it now ive decided. im stamping it im sending it off theres no going back now. also he would like a small dog of some sort one day perhaps

🍀- Around when does this oc get up in the morning?

he wakes up around 8-8:30 he is a very Up and Go person he hates being in bed for longer than he has to be. earlier is good but any later and he feels like his whole day has been thrown off

🌙- Does this oc have any unusual hobbies?

not so much now but he and morgan used to collect worms. like actual worms. they had a little worm farm. now they both collect worms on strings instead

🌈- What does this oc like and dislike about themselves?

he likes his hair + his silly little moustache bc he pulls it off very well and he's SO SO SO happy about it. he likes that he's good at art and very kind. he does NOT like his laugh though bc he snorts but it's a fun laugh and everyone tells him that all the time but he is Still not convinced. also with what i said earlier he doesnt like that he's worried about what other people think of him because he knows it doesn't matter even a little bit but he can't shake it

#oc tag #OC ALEX #oc marcus #rotating them both in my mind rn. thank you

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weixint · 1 year

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talking about 만화 stories

before this, i just want to say that 야화첩 (painter of the night) is one of my favourite manhwas of all time, i’ve read it more than any other stories and i don’t know what makes it good?

윤승호 yoon seung ho, the main character, is a man that you’d typically meet in jail, he has completely surpassed the definition of a walking red flag in the dictionaries of every language and dialect. that’s also one of the reasons why i’m in love with the story, you kinda see how seung ho becomes a different person after meeting 나겸, his convenient butt plug

last night i was reading 나를 사랑하지 않아도 (even if you don’t love me) and i felt so so frustrated because firstly, the MC, 승건’s face looked almost akin to painter of the night’s art style??? the writer may be a fan so i can’t say much. TBH i rly liked seungeon because his student arc felt the most genuine, but scholarship student jiwook, irked me to no END i wanted to drop it but i soldiered on towards season 2

WHAT MADE ME MAD:

- Jiwook is a brat for no reason? idk if the author wanted to create this tension between the love interests but he was just being a baby i can’t even and the enemies to lovers trope doesn’t COUNT if the main character hates each other for absolutely no reason

- the art style slaps but when this manhwa first came out everyone thought it’s going to be a painter of the night w a modern-day concept

- i think the psychotic guy, seungeon’s butler friend and seungeon are the most interesting in the story when usually in manhwas like these the most interesting bit would be the poor character w piling debt

- lastly, i enjoyed it thus far! i just can’t seem to continue when i possess simulation sickness over the fact that the author didn’t seem to portray the slightest indication of a time skip when she time skipped twice into the future, it’s been 4 years and then 10 years and jiwook didn’t change one bit? he’s 33 after the time skips btw

- LASTLY LASTLY! man this was so depressing, the way seungeon and him both had their almost happy ending, he supposedly bought a dog for the love of his life and shit had to get so fucked up, idk if i can deal with adult stuff like this, why can’t both of them just stay in school and pretend that adulting phase never happened

i think i’ll need anti-depressants if i continue any further so i have to put this story aside for awhile

조개 소년 PEARL BOY

- i liked this more than i should have!!!!

- jooha is a gem 😍 or should i say ‘pearl’?

- gave me a lot of anxiety i felt like my blood pressure kept fluctuating as i scroll through the chapters yknow

- whatever it is, this webtoon has one of the most ‘healthiest’ couple out of most of the lezhin BL’s i’ve read and yes, despite that, this couple seemed to be hindered by so many psychotic creatures i feel like jumping into this fictional world to take down choi pil won myself

the purpose of this post was merely to rant i’ll be reading more lezhin manhwas so please pray for my mental well-being while i enter this phase of life

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cultofdixon · 2 years

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Dog’s Favorite Person

Daryl Dixon • She/Her Pronouns • [A/N: Not that far into the series, canon bits is only what I know] • Everybody probably thinks Daryl is Dog’s favorite, but nah. It ain’t • SFW/NSFW/ANGST • TW: Pregnancy & Birth / Injuries / Scars

Dogs are great judge of character, or was that horses? Who cares Dog is an excellent judge of character. At least that’s what people have said since he’s Daryl’s best friend.

Dog loves the kids, RJ and Judith. He loves tracking down everything with his best friend. And especially…

Y/N.

Dog knew by the late returns to the cabin in the woods from trips to Alexandria, without him, that Daryl was seeing somebody. He’d come home not smelling like the usual forest or walker guts, he’d have some floral scent to him that was nothing like the wildflowers Judith would stick in his fur when he was allowed to join him on these trips.

“Whatcha sniffing for?” Daryl asks Dog who was busy doing his business trying to track this mystery smell he’s been smelling for a while now. He perks up when his owner whistled indicating the gate was opening revealing a happy Judith who heard of his return.

“Hi Uncle Daryl! Finally you bring Dog” Judith smiles instantly giving the pup face squishes. “Such a good boy”

“He’s on a mission, Jude” Daryl laughs referring to what Dog was doing before the gates opened. “Caught a scent and ain’t droppin’”

“Hmm…I think I know” Judith smiles mischievously quickly turning on her heel and started running. “Come on Dog! I know who you’re looking for!”

Shit Daryl starts up his bike driving in and catching up to the two. He wraps his arm around Judith making her scream out giggles as Dog picked up the scent again and started scanning his surroundings before wandering off.

As Daryl was busy keeping Judith away from Dog finding out who he was going to introduce him to. Dog had already found himself searching for this person and started to scratch at the infirmary door in Alexandria.

“Too consistent to be a threat right?”

“Right. Besides I know who it is” Siddiq laughs walking over to the door. “You’re going to love this Y/N”

“I’m sure I will” Y/N laughs taking a piece of the prepared tape strip to secure her bandages in place on her arm. “I swear Siddiq…if it’s another raccoon that got into the crawl space I’m going to be so pissed Daryl isn’t here yet” she makes her way to the front of the infirmary finding Siddiq letting in a dog, Daryl’s dog into the building.

“Normally he’s attached to Daryl. But it seems Dog just wandered over here…maybe he’s on some mission” Siddiq shrugs watching Y/N kneel down to the floor holding her uninjured hand to Dog as he started sniffing her. “Ha! No I understand completely now”

“And what is that, Siddiq?” Y/N smiles watching Dog’s tail go from still to wagging excitedly. He found the scent he’s been looking for and it came from her. “Look at this happy boy!”

“Dog found exactly who he’s looking for” Siddiq smiles watching Dog inch closer to Y/N with causation as she hesitantly rests her hand behind his ears gently scratching. “Stay right there I have to document this for the man himself. He’s missing out on his dog loving his girlfriend”

“Siddiq!” She yells through a heated complexion as Dog stop caring in the moment and started to give her kisses. “Okay you are super cute and I don’t even have your gift here!”

Y/N knew Daryl was coming with his dog and going to introduce the two because that relationship meant the world to him. But Dog wanted to find out for himself where the new scent on his best friend came from. The two suddenly flinched to the Polaroid flash making Y/N rise to her feet and Dog immediately get closer to her looking up.

“I should probably go find Daryl” Y/N smiles petting Dog on her way to grab her things.

“Don’t get your bandages wet, or at least try not to” Siddiq smiles handing off the Polaroid one Y/N got her sweater on along with her backpack. “I’ll also cover your shift later so…you can yknow” he smirks holding up the jar of condoms they keep in the infirmary as Y/N elbows him on her way out with Dog.

But she immediately came back in and took a few from a now laughing Siddiq.

“Have fun!” He smiles as she continues to glare at him on her way out.

The more Daryl whistled. The more frustrated he got when Dog didn’t come running. Now Dog’s mission was the united the two hence why he’s staying with Y/N until he picks up both hers and Daryl’s scent on Daryl. He was starting to get annoyed not finding either of them but caught onto the barking in his direction making him look up and lock eyes with his other half.

“Damn dog got to yea before I could” Daryl grumbles a bit disappointed but he softens to the Polaroid taken back at the infirmary that she handed to him. “Mmm…fine. This’ll do”

“Can’t believe this good boy has been protecting you all this time. Must be a pretty neat cabin in the woods. He’s barley got any leaves on him” Y/N continues to smile as she felt Daryl gently take a hold of her injured arm while the other happily continues to pet Dog.

“What’d you do to yourself?”

“Just an incident when on a run earlier. Had to prepare for my favorite person to visit, and his best friend as well” Y/N always kept a smile on her face, even when the bad happened. He both loves and hates that about her because she could be dying and still be smiling, but that would never happen as long as he’s around. “Just a few stitches, love. Now come on I gotta show you what I got Dog” she smiles taking his hand into hers as the two started walking to her home with Dog trotting behind.

Daryl stood confused in the living room to what Y/N was showing him. But thankfully Dog got it and immediately went to lay on the bed she found for him on her last run.

“A dog bed?”

“Yeah! So he has a spot here when both of you come over” Y/N smiles watching Dog get comfy with that goofy smile dogs have which shot Daryl in the heart at how thoughtful his girl was toward his dog.

“You didn’t get hurt for my dog did yea?”

“Okay I did get the bed on that run, but that was the easy part. Tripping over a legless walker and into a small ditch? Was not planned, alright?” Y/N laughs to her misfortune as she quickly ran into the kitchen while Daryl knelt by Dog petting him behind the ears.

“She’s a keeper, right?” Daryl states only to smile when Dog licked him. “I’ll take that as a yes”

Now every time Daryl visits, so does Dog. Every night he goes back to his comfortable dog bed to find a new toy. The dog doesn’t have many toys and Daryl doesn’t know where he’d find dog toys like that in the apocalypse. But Y/N makes them. She makes them! and even if Dog isn’t an always energetic puppy like he used to be, he still found himself playing with the toys made just for him.

Judith giggles as she plays tug of war with Dog and a few other Alexandria kids. Daryl watches from the porch seeing his dog get some normalcy from the hell outside the walls and he swore that if he didn’t feed him, Dog would prefer Y/N over him.

“Aren’t they adorable?”

Daryl turns around finding his love joining him as he grumbles out a ‘yes’. Y/N scooted herself into him resting her head against his shoulder feeling him relax.

“You tryin’ take my dog?”

“No?”

“Then why are yea spoiling him more than me—-Fuck. Ignore that” Daryl didn’t mean to be so open as Y/N looked at him with a bit of shock and a smile watching him scramble with his wording trying to get her to forget what he just said. But how could she forget that her boyfriend was now jealous of Dog. “Y/N, please forget it”

“Mmm…” She returns to leaning up against him. “Nope!” She smiles kissing his shoulder before leaning up to his ear. “You do realize the kids and Dog are all distracted…leaving the house to ourselves?”

Without a second thought, Daryl quickly shot up picking up Y/N like it was nothing and carrying her giggling self inside the house and upstairs.

The two were simply enjoying the other’s company. Just the two of them…breaking Y/N’s bed by how rough Daryl was being. He didn’t care if his grip on her thighs and hips were going to leave bruises by the time they were done. He wanted her the second his window was open and said window was about to slam shut on his di—-

Ruff!

Shit. Daryl groans slowing his thrusts watching his girl already three in, trembling beneath him as she started to catch her breath while he listens for a moment.

Ruff!

“D-Dog?” Y/N whines feeling Daryl adjust and loosen his grip on her. “Gotta…be more quiet”

“I should be tellin’ you that” Daryl whispers smirking as he hopes by not making her scream or rocking the bed frame. He returns his lips onto hers enjoying just the feeling of being inside of her warm embrace.

But even more interruptions just had to happen…

“Y/N? Can I get your help with something…” Judith calls from the other side of the door as the reason Dog was barking was for them to know it wasn’t for him. But part of it was.

Y/N groans throwing her head back as Daryl sighs in defeat pressing a kiss to her shoulder before pulling out. He falls to the side of the bed watching Y/N sit up to slip on his shirt which was only going to rile him up later. She rises to her feet too quickly and let the shaking take her back down resulting in her glaring to the laughing wild man beside her.

“Shut up” She couldn’t help the smile on her face as she took it slow the next time, swiftly getting her pants on while Daryl covered himself completely in her sheets.

Judith lights up when Y/N finally came out and the little one immediately took her attention dragging her downstairs. As for Dog, he came running into the bedroom jumping onto the bed and laying beside Daryl.

“What? You jealous or somethin’” Daryl scoffs seeing Dog roll onto his side on Y/N’s side of the bed. “Well quit it. I’m allowed to have my time with my girl…”

“So…who’s the jealous one?”

Daryl quickly shot to the door seeing Y/N’s smirk only for him to grab her pillow tossing it at her. Before laying back down covering his face with his own pillow to avoid her smug look. The sound of the door closing made him tense slightly but relax instantly feeling soft hands rest on his chest and the weights shift onto him. He lifted the pillow seeing his girl on top of him smiling.

“Usually takes time kicking Dog out…”

“He just likes me more” Y/N teases only for her to roar out a laugh when Daryl flipped the two on the bed getting back to business.

Little did they know Dog waited outside the door the entire night.

Or more so Dog dragged his dog bed close enough to the door and stayed there all night. Happily receiving pets from Y/N when she woke in the morning to make them all breakfast.

“Ain’t no way”

“Daryl, it’s not even your say”

“Like hell it is. Why the hell are you going out on your own?!”

“Cuz Siddiq is sick and he usually goes on these runs with me. I’ve got my list, my weapons, and my truck. I think I’ll be fine” Y/N knew that wasn’t going to convince Daryl in any fucking way and he started to go on about how he could go with her only for her to turn that down. “It’s safer than what it used to be out there”

“From fucking asshats with god complexes. There’s still walkers and the occasional idiot. I’m not having you risk your life”

“Fine. Then…” Y/N thought for a bit before looking down to the happy dog. “I’ll take Dog. Would that ease your anxiety?”

Daryl scoffs. “You’d rather take Dog than have me come with yeah?” He stresses every time he’d come to Alexandria finding out Y/N went on a run by herself. Sometimes he’d go out to get her, other times he’d wait impatiently. She’s just looking for a few things for the infirmary and pantry. The usual. She’ll…be fine. “Mm. You ain’t back in three days, I’m coming for yea”

“Deal! Hell Dog would probably go back if something happened anyway” Y/N states picking up her bags.

“Take my bike?”

“No! My truck will do the job and carry a lot more”

He’s just trying to get more of him to be with her. Since he knows it’s reliable. But he’s gotta trust her….

At least Dog is going.

Right?

“You like the window open huh bud?” Y/N smiles glancing over to a happy Dog hanging out the window with his tongue out. “Can’t get this on a bike” she laughs.

The drive was a long one and Dog instantly knew Y/N wasn’t just stopping by a town or two to scavenge it. The girl found a good spot to hunt in…what do you think got Daryl head over heels for her anyway? But she didn’t tell him that’s one of the main reasons she went out.

“Okay, come here” Y/N gestures Dog over and stopped him before he got too close to the trap. “See this? This you don’t step on. Alright? Cuz watch” she tosses a decent size rock to tripper the bear trap shut. “It’ll hurt you and then Daryl would kill me.”

Y/N set up a few more traps while also pushing Dog out of the way so he knows where not to step. He would bark for her whenever a walker got close, accidentally triggered a trap, or she actually caught something.

When nightfall came around, Y/N made sure her findings were safe in the truck tying down the tarp in case any winds pick up when they least expect it. Then finally setting up a small camp with the small fire and cans lining around them in case of walkers.

“Come here buddy” Y/N smiles patting her lap for Dog to trot over laying on her before she covers both of them in her blanket.

The two sat there for a while enjoying the warmth in the cool spring. She took a deep breath trying to clear her head as Dog instantly caught onto the anxiety radiating her. He licked her face for her attention, receiving pets in return but still looking at him lovingly.

“Daryl asked me to move in with you two…wanted to think about it. Alone out here…” Y/N sighs. “I’m gonna say yes because I want to take this step. I just. Am afraid…he’ll get tired of me or you’ll feel replaced. I don’t want anything negative to happen. I don’t even mind a cabin in the woods, I could always visit Alexandria to see the kids, see our friends every now and then…I just. Really don’t want to be a burden on either of you” she frowns feeling her tear up but Dog quickly licks her tears away making that smile of hers return. “As long as I’ve gotcha, I shouldn’t have to worry huh?”

If Dog could talk, he’d be better at reassuring her anxieties.

But he does the best he could in any moment…

Like this one.

Dog watches Y/N carry the squirrels they caught in their traps back to her truck. He kept close like she instructed even when she decided to be risky checking out this creek after dropping off everything. She hesitantly slid down the small slope to the water only to trip forward and land into the creek.

“I’m good. I’m good” Y/N reassures the panicked malinois listening to him rapidly sniffing her. “Well this is one way of getting cleaned up” she slowly got back up brushing off some of the mud before starting to follow the creek.

Now the small cliff was not expected when Y/N was stabbing into the side of a walker’s head. Letting gravity take them both down. Dog quickly ran to the edge of the cliff once hearing the splash. He waited. He waited for once Y/N rose to the surface for him to get a running start and jump into the water. As Y/N struggles to swim out to the shore, Dog suddenly grabs the back of her shirt pulling her as he paddles.

“You…got some..secrets Dog” Y/N groans rolling onto her back as one hand rests on her chest feeling her breath to reassure her. But the other hurt to move. Her whole right arm hurt as much as the rest of her body from slamming into the water. The bruising could’ve meant something more was happening.

Dog returned to grabbing Y/N’s collar when noticing her trying to push her up onto the surface more so half of her wasn’t in the water anymore. He did his best pulling her and pulled away when she winced, finally fully out of the water. The poor dog started whining afraid for his person and didn’t appreciate the pets Y/N gave with her semi uninjured hand.

“Get Daryl…you understand? Please Dog. You’re smart…might’ve not understood my rant the other night but please…understand that much…get Daryl” The panic in her shaking voice triggered him to run as fast as he could.

Dog was probably the smartest dog that Y/N has ever met and in her life before the apocalypse where her friends would have small dogs as accessories and she was the outlier with a cat, he was the smartest out of them all.

Knowing to avoid the traps they didn’t collect, run to the truck and follow the tracks it left all the way to where he was able to pick up another scent he’s used to, and run to Alexandria’s gates immediately starting bark at the watch tower that thankfully Maggie took a shift on.

“Somebody get Daryl NOW!”

Not even a second thought crosses his mind as Daryl found himself speeding on his bike to catch up to Dog running surprisingly faster than him. For an old dog he’s gonna get tired but for this, it was worth it.

When Dog swerved into the forest, Daryl quickly got off his bike after kicking the stand down and started to run as fast as he could. He took down a walker along the way and before he could slide off the cliff like Y/N, Dog quickly lunged at him pushing Daryl into the dirt. He starts the lead the way down as Daryl did his best not to fight the urge to just jump and swim over once he saw his girl just off the shoreline.

“D-Dog?” Y/N winces trying to move as everything started to hurt more the longer she was stuck there. She looks up to spot the familiar rage full worried look on Dixon’s face. “Hey…gravity wasn’t…like in my favor”

“Shut the fuck up” Daryl couldn’t think of anything else to say as he was mad that this happened and could’ve been avoided if they went out together. But the worry got the best of him and he couldn’t stay mad given her current state. “Gotta get back to Siddiq” he frowns not liking her pain come out in short whines for him to stop moving her. But both knew he had to get her out of there.

“He’s…sick, Dar”

“And I don’t care. Son of a bitch was doing inventory on your day 2 out here. He’ll be fucking well enough”

Y/N didn’t say anything more sensing his anxiety get the best of him. She leaned against him as he brought her close the faster he ran to her truck.

“Motherfucker” Daryl frowns every bump they ran into hearing Y/N wince to the movement. “Sorry. I’m sorry” he had her lay in his lap on the drive over while the rest of her laid out in the car. Leaving Dog in the bed of the truck watching how fast the scenery went by.

“‘M not dying”

“Yeah. That’s right”

“Very sleepy tho…” Y/N sighs feeling the hand that’s keeping her in his lap shift to make her open her eyes more. “Don’t mean…I’m dying”

“I won’t forgive yea if you died” He states the second they got close to the gates as Dog started to howl to get the gate keepers’ attention.

Maggie being the one to open the gate spotted the distress in Daryl’s face as she quickly pulled out her radio and called for Siddiq letting him drive through to where he needed to be.

Siddiq came out of the infirmary returning his walkie to his belt spotting the truck come to a halt.

“What happened?”

“I don’t entirely know, Sid. Just—“

“Alright alright. She’ll explain when we’ve taken care of her.” Siddiq reassures opening the door to see the state Y/N was in. “Shit. I’ll take her upper half and once you’re out you’ll carry the lower inside”

Daryl didn’t say a word once Y/N was in the infirmary. Not to Siddiq. Not to Maggie when she came to check on things. Not even Judith when she brought Dog in. Which was a mistake that lead him to speak up.

“He won’t do anything he’s not supposed to”

“Can’t come in”

“But he cares about her as much as I do”

“She fragile right now. I’m not lettin’—-Shit” Daryl gave Dog too much of a window to slip right past him and run straight for Y/N’s bed.

Her left arm was dislocated and her wrist might as well be broken. Siddiq popped it back into place and put a splint on the wrist before putting it all in a sling that they had to strap onto her to keep it from moving. Just until the dislocation healed. But her body was bruised and stressed from the impact that she still had a harder time taking a deep breath. Her minor cuts and scratches were either bandaged or disinfected.

Her current state, drove Daryl mad when Dog thought it was smart to jump into the bed with her. He managed to avoid her body entirely and lay beside her on the small full size bed. None of them expecting Y/N to wake soon, woke to the sudden movement eyeing Dog negatively at first because of the pain but softened seeing who it was. She didn’t speak as she uses her not entirely injured hand to pet the dog reassuring to him that she was okay. Then the look on Daryl’s face from the end of them room broke down when he saw that she was awake and okay…

“Yer never going out again alone, ‘ight? Can’t lose yea” Daryl frowns reaching the side of the bed dropping to his knees. “I’ve lost enough. Scared the fuck outta me when he came back without yea”

Y/N was too tired to say anything as she reaches for him resting her hand on his cheek. Giving him that reassuring look of hers through tears of pain and worry because she made him worry.

“I’m never leaving yer side, alright?” He frowns feeling the tears spill over as Y/N gently takes care of the ones that did while nodding.

Recovery was a bitch. Especially given the whole “I’m never leaving your side” was interrupted by dire need of some to go out on runs. Daryl unfortunately getting roped into it. But one evening coming back from a run scared the daylights out of him only seeing Y/N’s lower half on the floor from the entry way. He quickly stepped in further finding Y/N laying on the floor with Dog laying on her. Which he shouldn’t be doing given her injury she’s still recovering from.

“Did you fall?”

“No”

“Did Dog push yea?”

“Doesn’t that get the same answer from “did you fall?” because that would be a way of falling over”

“Don’t be a smartass” Daryl makes his way over finding a pillow propped up under her head. “Why are yea on the floor?” He knelt beside her watching her yawn given the time of night it was.

“You’ve spoiled me Dixon” She states hearing him scoff confused to what she’s getting at. “Spoiled me with not only a dog that won’t leave me alone meaning he barks every time I wince in pain, but hell I can’t sleep in the bed alone. So I came down here waiting for you. Could’ve gone on the couch but the way I lay on it hurts my shoulder so…floor it is”

“Yer in pain?” Of course that’s his takeaway but given the smile on his face after she said all that, made it clear to Y/N that he understood everything. “Hard to sleep without yea too yknow. ‘speically since the usual runners are snorers. Miss how scary quiet you are at night”

“Now that just freaks me out. Please just shake me if I scare you in the night and not like have me wake up to you staring into my soul”

“Maybe both” Daryl laughs a bit before helping Y/N stand to her feet as Dog got off of her of course only for him to keep super close. “Likes yea more than me”

“Good! I’m good company”

“And I ain’t?”

“You are. But Dog needs to pick a favorite yknow” Y/N smiles watching her man roll his eyes soon kissing that smile off her face temporarily before scooping her up in his arms bridal style. “You don’t have—-“

“Shut up. I get to carry yea up all I want” Daryl states making his way upstairs to their bedroom with a happy Dog trailing behind.

“Okay…but don’t hurt yourself, old man” She teased kissing his cheek when he growled to that old man comment.

Finally, Y/N moved in with Daryl. They still visit Alexandria and other outposts to help around or see their friends, and most importantly for Dog to get lots of pets from everybody to come by. One trip without Daryl and Dog, concerned Michonne when Y/N drove through the gates but not only did she promise to help Siddiq transport infirmary supplies through outposts but—

“Does Daryl know?”

“Nope” Y/N laughs anxiously sinking into Michonne’s couch listening to her kids outside. “He’s great with them. But…”

“Oh there shouldn’t be a but when we both know that Daryl would make a great dad” Michonne smiles joining her friend beside her resting her hand on her thigh. “What’s the fear, Y/N? You saw the greatness that comes out of that man after all the sorrow he endured. You are his world. He does not shut up about you to anybody who would listen. It’s also very clear that his dog likes you a lot. Dog also loves kids if you care about his thoughts as well” she smiles making Y/N laugh. “But Y/N…there’s…nothing that’s not in the new and old normal to worry about. You lean on each other. You have us. Alexandria. Hilltop. Anyone of us. But I know for a fact that he won’t leave unless it was to ensure his family’s safety…”

“He’s still going to freak out…”

“Of course! He’s going to be a dad, who didn’t freak to that news?”

The supply runs was a week long given all the stops the two had to make and Y/N having to drop off Siddiq. He didn’t let her leave without a bit of the surplus they have of prenatal vitamins given Michonne did tell him about it, but he was also the one Y/N went to first about it. Given the two have the most medical expertise and she needed a second opinion.

To her surprise returning home…home that will always bring a smile to her face. Y/N opened the door to the few candles lit and Dog trying to scratch off a bow. Dog stopped scratching only to start happy wiggling when Y/N entered fully kneeling to his level to receive much needed kisses.

“I missed you too buddy” Y/N smiles slowly rising when Daryl enters the main room, much to her surprise, Dog isn’t the only one dressed nicely. “Hey love…what’s the special occasion?” She continues to have that loving smile on her face running her fingers against his famous vest accompanied with his less torn black button down and not so ripped pants.

“You bein’ home” What a charmer. Y/N smiles wrapping her arms around his neck as he snaked his around her waist bringing her close. “Missed yea. Visited Alexandria once to see if I could catch yea one time, but ‘Chonne said I had just missed yea” he smiles kissing her forehead then the tip of her nose then finally a sweet one of her lips.

“Mmm. Next time you just gotta come”

“Might. Don’t like leaving your side. Don’t ever wanna ever again”

“Daryl Dixon, is that a promise?”

“It is, and uh. Shit hold on” Daryl parts from Y/N for a moment to pat his chest for Dog to jump on him. “You were supposed to find it, but I think he scratched it off”

Y/N tilts her head confused watching Daryl take the bow off of Dog as the two quickly turn to the light thud on the floor. Daryl gently pushes Dog off as he sniffs whatever fell while he picked it up. She immediately froze watching the guy struggle to keep his serious face when getting down on one knee and the Mal trying to lick his face. Y/N knew what was happening and couldn’t help the tears to form as she smiles waiting for him to finally say.

“I want you by my side for the rest of my life. I don’t need no wedding nah nothing. Nothing fancy. All I need is you as my girl. My wife” and with that he held up the subtle silver band he had Eugene help him make as she drops to her knees taking his face into her hands making sure he watches her say.

“I’m yours” Y/N smiles watching him not hesitate to put the ring on her finger before engulfing her in his bear hug of an embrace. Making her laugh and the next thing to come out of her just right. “Don’t squeeze me too tight. I am carrying your kid after all” now Daryl was about to start crying, more than from the first big thing and only having more with the next.

“A baby? My baby?” He questions knowing damn well it’s his, listening to her confirm it as he tried not to squeeze her as tight the second time around. Holding her protectively this time and thinking back to the times he’s been told by their friends or assumed by strangers that he was the father to the kids he’s helped raised in this hell. But hey, now he can say this one’s his blood.

Dog watches the two cry to all the news and couldn’t help himself, starting to lick away some of their tears making Y/N laugh and Daryl grumble a bit fighting back his laugh.

They were going to be just fine

As the fall started to roll in, Dog quickly perked up from his spot on the couch when he thought he heard something that wasn’t the usual heavy boots or quick pacing that Y/N does occasionally. He was about to start barking when he watched the door start to open. And as much as the two appreciate his protectiveness, Daryl really thought he was gonna meet his maker of Dog didn’t realize it was him coming in.

“You spooked him”

“If I gotta fight my own dog one day because he’s hogging my kid, I will” Daryl scoffs setting his crossbow down by the door before joining the two at the couch sitting on the ground facing inward. “How are you feeling?”

“Better now that my husband is back” Y/N smiles running her fingers through his hair as her other hand gently rubs circles on her belly only for Dog to nip at her again.

“Dog!” Daryl tried to move the protective Mal away from his wife’s pregnant belly when he was suddenly nipped at as well. “What’s gotten into you?!”

“Maybe the walkers we dealt with earlier. It was just two and tired me out instantly…he’s just as worried as you’re starting to become”

“Walkers triggered the line? And you handled it? Should’ve waited. They wouldn’t have gotten in. You don’t have to risk yourself, sunshine. I—“ Daryl stops himself feeling his face heat up seeing that satisfied look on her face. “What? Goddamn it woman, am I not allowed to worry about my wife and unborn child when there’s still those undead fuckers around and now my dog won’t even let me touch yea?”

“You’re allowed. It was handled, love. We’re perfectly okay and if it’ll make you feel any better you can check me out. Just gotta get your dog away long enough for you to do so” Y/N laughs as Daryl was already trying to get Dog off the couch but all he did was readjust so his head laid on her belly. “Wait wait wait. He’ll move just wait” she stops Daryl’s movements to watch Dog suddenly spring up confused on what happened as he brought his whole body up and sniffed around. His wife’s laughter filled the room when Daryl was just as confused before taking the opportunity to move Dog off the couch and replacing him with himself in his previous spot.

“What got him so freaked like that?” Daryl asks letting Y/N adjust to finally sit up after laying down for a while. She took his hand gently resting it on her belly more toward her ribs and that’s when he felt it. His own little ass kicker definitely had a powerful kick to them. “Holy shit”

Daryl was already obsessed with his unborn kid and feeling them kick only confirmed how he was going to show this kid everything he knows the second they’re able to keep it to memory.

His over protectiveness also grew since that moment that he convinced Y/N to go to Alexandria early so they wouldn’t have to drive in a hurry when she went into labor.

Little did he expect at eight and a half months she would pop.

“I should go in there”

“You should”

“But I might pass out.”

“You’ve seen ripped up corpses”

“Right I should go in” Daryl walked over to the door feeling his anxiety get the best of him again. “But what if I would pass out? Never seen this before.”

“It’s a worthy experience I think. But that’s also coming from me and I don’t ever want to see life rip it’s way out of somebody” Aaron states watching the horror grow on Daryl’s face. “Okay yeah not helpful. But hey I’m serious. You don’t want to miss this and she’ll need yea every step of the way”

“Yeah…yeah, she does. Uhm. Keep Dog out” He states entering the room as Aaron gave him a thumbs up before sitting down and keeping Dog with him.

The next few hours were hell. Screaming, crying in pain, a bit of anxiety here and there from both parents, but hey it was all worth it…

Aaron was now not the only one in the “waiting room” that was living room of Y/N’s old house in Alexandria. Michonne was now the one sitting with Dog as her kids and Maggie’s pet the dog to keep him calm while they wait. Maggie sat with her talking about other things as they waited. Gabriel came in after getting a few things sorted so he could meet the new Dixon as he was accompanied by Carol who just got back to the community.

The small group stopped their conversations when the door was pushed open showing just the back of Daryl before next was the crying mess the man became with the little bundle of joy laying comfortably in his embrace.

“Falon Dixon…my daughter” Daryl continued to sob as the group surrounded him to see the little baby snuggling into her dad giving off soft coos.

Once everyone got to see the little baby, Daryl knelt to the floor for the kids to see the little one but most importantly for Dog to hesitantly come over. Flinching when the baby gave out a small cry but relaxed when he drew closer seeing the baby wasn’t going to hurt anybody. Obviously. He sniffed her tiny hand and his nose was immediately grabbed.

Yeah…Dog found his favorite person

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