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zane009 · 8 months

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raindrops

summary: Daryl comforting you in the rain??

word count: around 800

Daryl x reader

a/n: prison daryl era <333 in a big writing slump rn so don’t judge this one too much :( not proof read

The stench of the dead bodies didn't help with your racing thoughts and nausea. On top of that the weather wasn't looking very promising. You and Daryl were out on a run trying to get more supplies for the newcomers at the prison, which you wouldn’t mind at all if it where any other day.

As you were currently walking around a deserted street filled with dead walkers you couldn't stop your racing thoughts.

You had recently lost another member of your group and while this wasn't anything new this time you felt different. You didn't know how many deaths, how many bites, how much more killing can you handle. Every death drained you a little bit more than the last. You just wanted everything to stop.

You wanted to stop existing just for a second and let everything be okay. But that's not possible. Not in the world like this. You felt the first teardrop roll down your cheek making you sniffle slightly.

Daryl immediately caught that and stopped in his tracks to look back at you. With your head down low you were staring at your worn out shoes since you didn’t have the nerve to look up at him. He lost and went through so much more than any of you and here you were crying and complaining.

"wha's wrong darlin' are ya okay?"

The softness in Daryls voice made you tear up even more as you slowly looked up at him. The worry immediately filled his eyes as he quickly stepped right in front of you.

He looked at you straight in the eyes with the softest look he could muster as he placed both of his hands on your cheeks, cradling your face.

"darlin' ya gotta talk t' me c'mon" he said while inspecting you for any damage of a walker bite or a scratch.

You were collecting your courage to talk to him but how could you dump all of this on him while so many people were depending on him already. You looked at him standing there in front of you, face inches apart from your own.

His soft curls laid perfectly over his shoulders as his face was scrunched up with worry. Your Daryl.

You started crying really hard at that moment, the only thing keeping you from collapsing was Daryls grounding hold on your face.

At that moment Daryl seemed even more worried if that was even possible. He started caressing your cheeks and wiping away the tears that left the corners of your eyes.

" I don't want to be here anymore"

You barely whispered and as soon as you did Daryls eyes filled with sadness and something else. Something familiar. He knew that feeling. At that moment you felt terrible and As if that wasn't enough you felt the first raindrop on you face.

While daryl was gazing at you with and unreadable look the raindrops increased wetting your faces to the point that you didn’t know if he was wiping away your tears or the rain.

Your clothes became wet and hair damp but you two still didn’t move until Daryl slowly leaned in and placed a delicate kiss to your forehead. He stayed that way for a few seconds with his hot lips pressed on your cold skin.

He gently pulled away but just enough to reposition himself lower so your foreheads were touching. He slid his hands from your face and rested them on your hips drawings small circles into your skin with his thumbs. You knew he wasn’t good with words so just him being there for you was enough.

“ya will always have me with ya”

he said as he connected your lips in the softest kiss filled full with emotion. Filled with everything he couldn’t say. With all the comfort you needed.

As you gently moved away from the kiss he pulled you into a warm hug while the rain was still pouring over you two. He pulled you into him as much as he could with one hand placed on your lover back and the other caressing your wet hair.

The world around you was forgotten. The danger of walkers passing by, forgotten. The supplies you were supposed to gather, forgotten. At that moment it was just you and him with rain pouring over you. You figured you wanted to keep existing here, with him by your side. With your Daryl.

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this is so bad but I’m not in the right headspace rn sorry :/

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zane009 · 9 months

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saw someone say that norman was looking “too old” these days… if you can’t appreciate a sexy dilf just say that!!!!!! more for us 😋 look at him im feral

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zane009 · 9 months

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a little bit of blue

summary: you found some bleach and box dye on your last run so maybe it’s time you ask Daryl to help you dye your hair…maybe you’ll even get him to do it as well…just a LOT of fluff and fun times

Daryl x reader

word count: around 1500

a/n: literally based on my dream lmao it’s silly 🥲…not proof read

" shit i dun' know 'f I'm doin' this right"

Daryl grunted as he was currently trying to figure out how to bleach your hair correctly. He was given a few instructions but to be honest he had no idea what he was doing.

You and Daryl found some box dye and bleach on your last run and while Daryl thought it was completely unnecessary and a waste of space you quite literally just showed the items inside without a second thought. It's not common to do something like this these days so the thought of dying your hair felt a bit comforting. A reminder of the old world. And with Daryl helping it would make this experience that much better.

You were currently back in Alexandria sat in a chair in Daryls bathroom, trying to calm the big man behind you. It took a hell lot of convincing to even get him to agree to this. You were surprised he didn’t give up yet considering the amount of his complaints in the last 30 minutes.

"You're doing just fine Daryl just apply it like i showed you" you said as you bit back a laugh.

He was stressing himself out for no reason and it was appealing to watch. You looked in the mirror and saw him behind you trying to apply the bleach precisely with the little brush.

He was staring with deep concentration with his brows furrowed softly and the tip of his tongue peeking out just a bit. It was a habit he did when he was really focused. Just like he did when he was sharpening his knives or carving out his new arrows. Or bolts if you would ask him. You didn’t really get the difference between those two anyways.

So you couldn't hold back the laugh that escaped you this time. His eyes snapped up immediately catching yours in the mirror. " dun' laugh at me woman 'm tryin' ma best here" he puffed out as he went back to it.

"Hell i told ya ya should've asked Rosita ta help ya" the frustration in his voice at this point was absolutely adorable. He took the last dip in the bowl filled with bleach and layered it on your hair for the last time.

You finally let in a big stretch as you hummed " I genuinely don't know why you're complaining i mean do you think Rick knows how to bleach someones hair?" You asked as you dropped your head back over the chair and saw him frowning. "I think the fuck not. You just gained a new skill bub and you look hella hot upside down"

you smiled sweetly at him as he looked away embarrassed. “Stop”

You still won because after his complaining he still leaned down and pressed a kiss to your lips being really careful not to touch any of his hard work. He would lie if he said he didn't sweat his ass of for this.

"Ya are lucky i like ya" he said as he flicked your forehead slightly.

He softly ushered you back up as he sat down on the edge of the tub " 'lright how long do ya have ta leave tha' on" he asked as he pulled a hand through his hair.

You stayed silent for a minute thinking about probably the most brilliant idea you've ever had. You slowly smiled mischievously at him raising your eyebrows a bit. Daryl was immediately alert because he knew that look. It meant nothing good was in store for him.

" wha's that look supposed ta mean" he said uncertain already backing away.

" we have just enough time for you to bleach a strand before i need to rinse this out"

" hell naw!"

He quiet literally yelled as he stood up with abrupt speed. You slowly approached him as he went around the chair that was placed in the middle of the bathroom. "Ohh come on it's just a little piece of hair and we'll be matching" you said trying to convince him.

He didn't budge just stood there with his senses high on alert ready to attack if necessary. You slowly picked up the brush still deep in bleach and took a step towards him, grinning. He immediately stepped back and hit the bathroom door. Oh it was on.

As you quickly advanced forward he ran through the door into your shared room in the basement. Dog barked seeing us running probably thinking we are playing a game. Daryl went around the table while i followed him around. Dog was running around us in circles as well while we tried not to step on the poor animal.

This went on for a few more minutes just me and Daryl running around his room, with me trying to catch him. At some point the brush in my hand was forgotten as we just laughed and enjoyed the silly moment.

After a while we were back to square one with each one of us standing on either side of the table with smiles on our faces.

Sometimes I genuinely forget how closed off Daryl used to be. He would never do this with me back at the prison. But here we are now and I wouldn't trade this for anything else.

Suddenly Dog jumped on Daryl catching him off guard as he stumbled back on the couch " Dog no" he said as he tried to get him off. I took this as my chance and made my way to him as fast as i could. I took a piece of his hair and just plopped the bleach on.

Daryl stopped everything he was doing and looked up at me slowly. " tell me ya didn' " i just burst out laughing at him while he hurried into the bathroom tripping over some pieces of clothing on the way.

" how do ya get this off" he said hurriedly as his hands went to the specific piece of hair covered in bleach. He tried touching it when I quickly stopped him still smiling

" stop you shouldn't touch it it's bleach you ass"

He looked at himself in the mirror an unsure look on his face. You started giggling behind him which made him look at you through the mirror with a frown plastered on his face "we are gonna look absolutely terrific" you said as you kissed his cheek hard and then leaned you chin on his shoulder. You looked up at him and saw him let out a defeated sigh meaning you won. He pressed his lips to your forehead and mumbled " yer gonna be the death of me"

About good half an hour forward you were quietly murmured the song playing in the background on the boombox Eugene fixed for you awhile back, while you were applying blue hair dye to Daryl’s chosen piece of hair. You did went back eventually after you both calmed down a bit and fixed the bleach making sure it was perfect. He was now sitting in the chair with hands on his lap looking like a defeated puppy. But he wasn't complaining so it was a step up.

As you two were finally done with the whole dying process it was time to rinse it out. Daryl grumbled the whole time your tired to wash his piece. He wasn't happy he had to wash his hair in the middle of the day for no reason for the second time that day already. It could be just the hair strand if he wouldn't be complaining and moving around so much. Dog contributed his part by literally jumping in the tub, getting all wet and then shaking it out.

You were drying daryls hair with the towel making sure to be gentle and not tug on any of his hair. When you felt like it was good enough you dropped the towel and looked into to the mirror. Your hair was a deep blue while Daryl had a little blue piece on the side. You places your hands on his shoulders and squeezed them a bit. "Dont we look adorable"

He seemed to frown at that as he grumbled out " sure adorable fer a clown yea" you giggled a bit as you squeezed his face in your hands and kissed his cheek lovingly. Oh how you loved this man.

He thought you looked absolutely breathtaking in blue. But then again you did look good in anything according to Daryl. It was him that felt silly with his little piece of blue hair. But what’s done is done.

You ran your hands through his hair for the last time with a pleasant smile as you went towards the bath tub to clean up the mess you two made (and Dog). You knew he wasn't actually angry but it's best to let him cool down a bit. You also knew he'll come around soon. Hell its just a matter of time before he asks you to do the rest of his hair you thought as you smiled to yourself.

Although Daryl would never ever think about confessing this out loud he didn't hate it. Sure the blue in his hair was bound to bring some unwanted attention to him but he would take it if it meant seeing you smile and giggle over it. If he was honest it didn't look bad when he saw you beside him with your beautiful blue hair.

He grinned as he stood up and went over to help you.

𐬼𐮙𐬿𐬺𐬼𐮜

I don’t think i like this tbh

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zane009 · 9 months

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sweet dampness

summary: you and Dary take a shower together when he suddenly gets self conscious about his scars.

warnings?: lots of fluff, nudity, mention of scars

Daryl x reader

word count: 1034

you felt his warm calloused hands on both sides of your face caressing your cheeks lovingly. The look he was giving you was filled with nothing but pure adoration and care as you two stood there in the middle of a small bathroom. Not much words were uttered as he slowly leaned in and kissed your lips fondly. He softly pressed his own lips to yours while his hand moved upward to caress your hair. His fingers tangled with the hair as he slightly deepened the kiss.

As you slowly pulled away he dropped his hands to the only clothing still present on your body. He hooked one finger under the strap of your bra while still looking at you with his clear blue eyes.

He let the strap fall down as he repeated the motion with the other side. His hands delicately traveled down to your waist brushing your skin as he leaned in again and planted a small sweet kiss to your forehead. The fingers on your waist were slowly drawing little circles as you felt yourself relax in his arms.

You are filled with love as you can let yourself enjoy this peaceful moment with him. You knew daryl was very insecure about his scars and it took him awhile to get completely comfortable with you to do this. So for him to finally be able to stand here naked made you feel genuinely happy. It’s not the first time you two are together this way but you always make sure to appreciate it. Daryl trusted you. So you wanted nothing more than to cherish every single moment given with him.

His hands moved up behind your back as he unclasped your bra and pressed another quick kiss into your hair as he let the piece of clothing fall to the floor.

You took his big hand in yours and led him into to the shower, the water already warm enough for you to step under. He followed after you and closed to shower door. To say the least the shower wasn’t really spacious but it wasn’t a problem either. You two enjoyed the presence and the closeness of each other’s bodies.

You took the strawberry scented shampoo sitting on the shelf and squeezed some of it on the palm of your hand. You slowly rubbed your hands together and then placed them on daryls chest quickly looking up at him for confirmation.

You knew he’d let you do this but you want him to know you cared. His lips curled upwards flashing you his significant simle letting you know it’s okay.

You let your hands do the work and rubb circles over his skin tenderly amd slowly with the intention of making his stiff muscles relax. You washed his arms, his chest, his shoulders and his torso letting your hands roam. You heard him let out soft groans from time to time which made you smile discreetly.

As you were done with the front you daintily tried to move him around to tend to his back but he stilled. You locked your gaze with him searching for what seems to be the problem. “ Dar’ if you’re uncomfortable i can stop….you know I wouldn’t pressure you into anything ” you murmured quietly.

Daryl felt guilty hearing the concern in your voice but he couldn’t help himself. Even though you saw his scars already his thoughts still get the best of him sometimes. He was ashamed of them. They made him ugly. But how could he say that to you when all you wanted was to take care of him all while looking at him with thoes big eyes of yours.

“‘S nothin’ sweet ya keep goin’ “

You weren’t really convinced but as he showed no restraint you went for it still unsure since you wanted nothing more but to make him happy and not upset. You gently pushed him around so his back was turend to you. You put your hands on his waist careassing his skin as you delicately pressed your lips on the top scar of his back. You followed the scar to the end pressing soft kisses into his back. You felt him relax under your touch as you continued to kiss downward.

As you pressed your lips to yet another scar you murmured “ you have nothing to be ashamed of Daryl. You are beautiful.” You let your hands wander back up and finish washing up his back. Little did you know Drayls worries disappeared completely as he felt stupid for ever doubting you. He let a smile linger on his face while you finished his back.

After you were finished you rinsed him off and it was his turn to pamper you. He took some of the shampoo and ushered you to turn around. You did so without complaint as you felt his hands go into your hair. You let yourself close your eyes as you enjoyed every pull and caress his fingers provided for your scalp.

Daryl absolutely loved washing your hair. He massaged your scalp with fondness as his eyes skidded to your back admiring how the skin dipped at your waist and rounded into your ass. He loved searching for any new beauty marks he might have missed or battle scars he has yet to discover.

On top of the view he gets while washing your hair he also gets to feel the soft strands of your hair in his hands. He gets to make you feel at least a bit more relaxed due to the massage he’s providing and he wants nothing more than for you to be safe, healthy and happy. And he would do anything to ensure it.

He rinsed out your hair and put his arms around you while he snuggled into your freshly washed hair from behind. You hummed in content as he pressed a kiss to your shoulder then your neck. You slowly turned around and smiled up at him feeling so lucky you get to call him yours. And as if he was reading your mind he grunted and pulled you closer while he mumbled into your hair

“ ‘m so lucky yer mine sweet ”

𐮙𐬾𐬽𐮙𐬿𐮜𐬽

Literally my first post lmao…hope you enjoyed would love some feedback <3 it’s clearly not been proof read or sum because who would i ask🥲 so sorry if there are mistakes

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