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#Rosita Espinosa
stormbreakher · 1 year
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THE WALKING DEAD ( 2010 - 2022 )
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celtic-crossbow · 1 month
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Rosita: You practically drool when you see him.
Tara: Yep, you’re down bad.
Y/N: We’re friends.
Carol, pointing with a wooden spoon: No, Daryl and I are friends. You two are clueless. That’s what you are.
Y/N: Fine! I’m crazy about him. He’s kind and brave and god, he’s attractive.
Y/N, gesturing broadly toward her hips: I want him to strap me to his face and recite the alphabet.
Carol, Rosita, and Tara: 😅
Y/N, dropping her head: He’s right behind me, isnt he?
Daryl, blinking and blushing furiously: …
Daryl: Just, uh—gonna grab some water.
Tara, sing-songing: A, B, C, D, E, F, G…
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daryl-dixon-daydreams · 3 months
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"You're heading out again?" Rosita asked, catching you grabbing a few things from the pantry and loading them into your pack. She had Coco on her hip. "Didn't you just get back last night?"
You shrugged. "Yeah, but... I need to find him. I need to see him with my own eyes so I know he's okay. He's been gone a long time," you said, zipping up your pack. "And after the bridge—I don't know... I'm just worried, is all."
Rosita smiled and her eyebrows lifted. "That's all?" she said, bouncing Coco.
You gave her a strange look. "Yeah? ...What?"
"Come on," she said, laughing lightly and shaking her head. "I finally have you figured out. You're telling me you still haven't realized?"
You stared at her blankly. "You have me figured out?"
"Yeah... You love him. You're in love with Daryl. That's why you're doing all this shit—going out to see if you can find him all the time, taking him supplies, keeping an eye on his place, punching anyone who talks shit in the face..." There had been an incident the previous week.
Your heart seemed to have stopped completely. "...Fuck."
"Yeah," Rosita said, smiling knowingly. "Maybe you should just stay out there with him once you find him."
"I—I don't want be a burden on him. I think he wants to be left alone out there for the most part," you replied, unsure.
"I think he wants to be left alone by anyone that isn't you, and maybe Carol. Think about it. And be safe," she said.
Prompt: "I finally have you figured out." / "Oh, you do?" / "Yeah, you love him. That's why you're doing all this shit."
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taiturner · 13 days
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Committing to a choice like this, after living how we did — free — I get it. It's hard. It's giving up everything, right up until your own life. But either your heart's beating, or it isn't. Your loved ones' hearts are beating, or they aren't. We take what they give us so that we can live.
the walking dead,  favorite episode(s) of every season season 7 ▶️ episode 8: hearts still beating
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spanktony · 7 months
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REASSURE ME - rosita espinosa
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summary: when maggie gets to touchy, you make sure you reassure your girlfriend in the best way possible.
words: 1k+
warnings: 18+, g!p reader, smut, oral, fingering, p in v, slightly jealous rosita
notes: took too long to post this sorry guys 😢
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"Where are you going?" Rosita asks, watching you put your belt on. "Maggie's been begging me to help her fix our crops," you reply, adjusting the buckle. "It's like she doesn't understand she left Hilltop to relax and get away from work."
Rosita chuckles, shaking her head. "Well, you've always been the reliable one when it comes to lending a hand. Just make sure you don't overexert yourself, we don't want you burning out like last time."
She gives you a knowing look, remembering the time you pushed yourself too hard and ended up sick for a week.
You hold up your hands in surrender, "Of course, my love." You reassure Rosita, kissing her on the forehead. "I'll be back home in an hour."
Although an hour and a half passes, you're not home. Rosita decides to leave the house and check up on you and Maggie, with water in her hand, worried about your well-being.
She hopes that you haven't overexert yourself again and that everything is okay.
Only to find you both laughing and enjoying each other's company. Rosita can't help but feel a pang of jealousy, wondering if you prioritize Maggie's company over hers.
Maggie squeezes your bicep, and you lift up your shirt, revealing your toned abs and jokingly flexing.
Rosita's jealousy raises as she watching the stupid smile on your face due to Maggie's reaction. She tries her best to hide her emotions, but deep down, she feels betrayed and insecure.
She wonders if there is something more than just friendship between you and Maggie, like lingering feelings that have yet to be explored.
Rosita walks up to you, and Maggie walks away to grab a nearby bucket. "Hey, love." You smile, wrapping your arm around Rosita's waist. "What's on your mind?"
Rosita hesitates for a moment but then takes a deep breath before speaking up. "I didn't know showing off your body was part of fixing crops."
She glances over at Maggie, who is now bending over to pick up the bucket to fill it with water. "It just seems like you're more interested in impressing her than actually helping out."
Your eyebrows furrow, and you release your grip on Rosita's waist. "I...I..." You let out a chuckle, a bit surprised by Rosita's comment, and lost for words.
Rosita rolls her eyes, slapping the water bottle against your chest. "Just forget it."
You take a step back, watching your girlfriend walk away with a slight frown on your face.
Hours pass, and Rosita is awoken by the bathroom door creaking open. She groggily sits up in bed, seeing you get dressed in your boxers and sports bra in the dimly lit room.
You crawl toward her, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. As much as she tries to fight it, she can't help but melt into your touch.
"I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't mean to upset you," you whisper softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Can I make it up to you?"
Rosita looks into your eyes, her frown slowly fading away. You place a kiss on her lips, feeling her reciprocate it with a soft sigh. Without breaking the kiss, you push away the covers, resting between her legs and deepening the kiss with a small groan.
Your hands explore every inch of her body, tracing the curves and contours that you have come to know so well. The curves that you love due to the fact they mold perfectly in your palms.
Rosita had a habit of just wearing one of your oversized t-shirts to bed, and tonight was no exception. You lift up your shirt, revealing her bare skin underneath, causing a shiver of anticipation to run through both of you.
The cool air kisses her exposed flesh, heightening the sensations of hands and their exploration.
Parting your lips from the kiss, you lean in to whisper in her ear, "You look absolutely irresistible in my shirt."
Her cheeks flush with a rosy hue as she gazes up at you, a playful spark dancing in her eyes. The soft fabric clings to her curves, accentuating her every contour and making her even more alluring in your eyes.
You kiss her stomach, tracing a path with your lips that sends shivers down her spine. She arches her back, a soft moan escaping her lips, as your kisses continue lower.
Her breath quickens and her hands grip the sheets, her body yearning for more of your touch. You hold apart her thighs, teasing her ever so slightly before finally giving in to her desires.
Rosita lets out a low whine, your tongue dancing sensually against her most sensitive spot. The taste of her arousal drives you wild, fueling your want to please her even more.
You continue to explore her with your mouth, your fingers join in the dance, and if you weren't so focused on the sight in front of you, you'd see your girlfriend trying her best to stay quiet.
Her lip tucked between her teeth, head thrown back, and knuckles white.
Rosita's hips start to move involuntarily, grinding against your face as she loses herself in the waves of pleasure crashing over her.
"Baby, fuck!" she gasps, gripping your hair tightly as her climax approaches. Her walls tighten around your fingers, and her moans become uncontrollable, "I'm cumming.."
She lets out a primal scream, her body shaking in euphoria, and you revel in the satisfaction of knowing you've brought her to the brink and beyond.
Rosita lets out another gasping moan, feeling you sink into her without warning. Her eyes widen in surprise, but her body arches with pleasure appreciating the pleasant surprise.
"You're so pretty, baby. How could I ever want someone else?" You whisper, your thumb tracing delicate circles on her flushed cheek. Rosita's breath hitches as she locks eyes with you, feeling close to the edge already.
Her lips part, but no words escape, only small whines of pleasure as she desperately tries to hold back her release. You lean in closer, your voice husky with desire. "Let go, Rosita," you murmur, your words dripping with need.
The sound of her whimpering only grow louder as she finally surrenders herself to you and the amazing pleasure you bring her and only her.
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bat-rot · 1 year
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twd + text posts
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gerathewise · 8 months
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OKAAAY-- i drew all my fav twd characters (s1-11) i want to eat them 😭😭😭
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catnteawrites · 8 months
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*the first night in alexandria*
Rosita and Abraham: *heavy breathing*
Y/N and Daryl: *kissing sounds*
Maggie and Glenn: *chuckles and giggling*
Rick: "WHEN DID THIS BECOME A WHORE HOUSE???"
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acecroft · 3 months
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THE WALKING DEAD 7.04
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cathrrrine · 3 months
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came across this screenshot of a tweet on pinterest and i couldn’t help but headcanon making it through the twd apocalypse because of a painfully obvious crush on daryl.
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twd headcanon: obviously crushing on an oblivious daryl dixon.
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giggling in the distance while daryl dixon is in the middle of killing walkers, “ugh he’s so cute when he does that”
kicking your feet sitting up in a tree going “hiiiii daryllllll! <3 whatcha doinnn” and he’s like “???” cause you’re legitimately surrounded by now dead walkers and covered in blood
very sunshine x grumpy coded
whispering to maggie “oh my god do you think he was checking me out?” in the middle of a battle
“does this top look cute on me?” “what do you think is his type?” “should i maybe start smoking so we can go on smoke breaks together”
reminding yourself you’re a grown woman with composure and dignity when you find yourself wanting to scream into your pillow, because this daryl crush is so frustrating and he’s just so hot and his arms are so perfect and the way his voice makes you want to climb him right then and there-
wanting to be all mysterious and cool around him but it’s like the spirit of your teenage self possesses you whenever he’s around
subtly standing riiigghhhtttt behind him so rick pairs you together for supply runs then fist-pumping to yourself when it works
rick pretends not to notice. he pairs both of you up on purpose everytime
if he helps you up, you hold on to his hand for longer than you need to, in what you think is a subtle way but everyone notices
while almost dying, “fuck, can someone make sure my hair looks good before daryl sees me? rosita PLEASE im your FRIEND stop messing with my wound and fix my HAIRhdhwhrjue”
“maggie if i pass out can you please do me a favour and make sure daryl is the one who carries me? <3 oooh do you think he knows how to do cpr-“
*in the middle of killing walkers* wow daryl!!! *slash* that was *stab* a great shot!
daryl being ultimately clueless about your flirting and genuinely just thinks you’re being friendly
carol having to tell him “daryl she’s in love with you it’s so obvious”
and he denies it “nah she acts that way towards everyone” even if he secretly wishes it was true
carol wanting to smack him on the head because everyone knows you’re head over heels for daryl dixon except for daryl dixon
when you’re caught in a herd, you force yourself to keep going because there’s no way in hell you’re going to die surrounded by walkers. in your dazed state you’re thinking “fuck this shit im tracking dixon down and im gonna use my last breath to tell him i love him”
and maybe dying in his arms sounds better than being ripped apart by reanimated corpses so you keep pushing yourself
when you make it home you basically just throw yourself at the gates and everyone rushes over to get you to the infirmary
you could’ve sworn you heard maggie yell at daryl to carry you but you’re too out of it to process the thought
bleeding out and feeling yourself fading but then you hear daryl’s voice
“come on, y/n, you’re a fighter. you gotta make it through this. i know you can. please, you have to.”
it’s a miracle how instantly that makes you open your eyes when you were seconds away from death just before that
bringing you flowers and random little gifts while you’re healing up in bed but only putting them next to you when you’re asleep because he’s too shy
him not used to the days being so quiet without you being two steps behind him
finding himself missing your ridiculous quips when he’s on a supply run killing walkers and having to fill the silence with your voice in his head, recalling all the things you regularly say to him, because it feels too weird without you
being so attentive to your needs when you feel good enough to be out and about
daryl feeling much, much better when you’re back to being yourself and the days feel normal again with you going “hiiiiii darryyylllll <3”
carol: she’s in love with you.
daryl: she ain’t. stop it.
carol: fine! but you can’t deny you’re in love with her
whole thing is very reminiscent of a high school crush; innocent, bashful, endearing. everyone’s so entertained by The Daryl and Y/N Show
they have a bet going on to see who asks who out first
daryl asking maggie if what carol tells him is true, trying and failing to be casual about it
very shrill “he WHAT?!?” scream heard from your room, just minutes after the exchange
“TELLMEEVERYTHINGHESAID-“
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writing-n-memes · 1 year
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Rosita after greeting everyone in the afterlife: Where’s Rick?
Glenn, munching on some popcorn: You’re never going to believe this
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wholelottawidows · 1 year
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apocalyptic women are pure perfection ✨
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celtic-crossbow · 5 months
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Maggie: I put the pun in punishment.
Abraham: I put the top in unstoppable.
Glenn: I put the cute in execute.
Rosita: I put the ass in class.
Y/N: Daryl put the D in me.
Daryl, swiftly walking away: I put the go in gone.
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daryl-dixon-daydreams · 11 months
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Rosita leaned on the fence beside Carol. They were watching Daryl try to teach you to ride his motorcycle. You were absolutely glowing, laughing at something he’d said, and Daryl had a please and practically sparkling look on his face as he watched you give in to the moment. 
“Why the hell aren’t those two together? I mean, honestly, can someone tell me?” 
Carol shook her head, also watching the jovial scene. “He’s unsure. And she’s a bit shy... I think that’s all it amounts to.”
Rosita swore under her breath in Spanish. “I’m about to start playing matchmaker. This is going on too long.”
Carol laughed and glanced at her. “I’m in! When do we start the scheming?”
Rosita looked pleased and laughed. “As soon as possible... Otherwise I’m going to start yelling at them in Español to get together just to relieve some of this frustration.”
“We can’t have that! I’ll steal a bottle of wine from the pantry and we can start tonight,” Carol laughed.  Prompt: “Can someone tell me?” 
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taiturner · 1 year
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I bet you can't wait for summer. You can finally take her to swim at Oceanside. 
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jdeanmorgan · 6 months
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THE WALKING DEAD (2010-2022) 5.13 ✩ Forget
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