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sam-moose · 9 months
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Daryl, teaching y/n how to drive: okay, yer drivin' and Maggie and Negan walk out into the road.
Daryl: quick, what do ya hit?
y/n: oh, definitely Negan. I could never hurt Maggs!
Daryl, rubbing his forehead with a sigh: the brakes. ya hit the brakes.
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sunflosposts · 2 years
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Rick walks into Y/N’s room to find it a wreck…
Rick: What happened in here?!
Y/N: *blushes* Well…um…Daryl and I were…uh…
Daryl: Training. Late night training.
Rick: Well then why are you wearing only Daryl’s vest?
Y/N: Very intense, thorough, late night training..
Daryl: Definitely thorough. I think we’ll have to do it again…and again…and again.
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yoursweetsix66 · 1 month
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Rick Grimes core
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haleripley · 2 months
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Aaron: I consider myself a confident driver
Daryl: YOU JUST RAN OVER FIVE PEOPLE
Aaron: Confidently!!
Jesus: *on the roof of the car* WHEEEEEEE!
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idkseraphine · 2 years
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Carol: Date someone who will drag you outside at 3am to look at the stars.
Daryl: If anyone, and I mean anyone, wakes me up at 3am to go look at the damn sky they will be removed indefinitely from my life.
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celtic-crossbow · 3 months
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Y/N, giggling: You sneeze like a girl.
Daryl: How ‘bout I pound ya like a boy?
Daryl: …
Daryl: Tha’ didn’ come out righ’.
Y/N: I know what you meant. Your place or mine?
Daryl: Yers.
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Random person in Alexandria: Wow, your group is so strong. What’s it like being with them?
Y/N: Well, imagine being with some completely mature, civilized, and responsible people
Random person: Oh, wow! That’s great-
Y/N: *having flashbacks to every chaotic moment that has ever gone on with everyone* Now throw that image out the window
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sam-moose · 8 months
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y/n: HYDRATE OR DIE-DRATE!
y/n: *aggressively throws water bottles*
Daryl: ....what's up with them?
Rick: They're trying to yell mental health and wellbeing into us.
y/n: I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOU!!!
Glenn, sobbing: it's working.
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sunflosposts · 2 years
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Negan: I identify as a threat. My pronouns are try/me.
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daddygrimes · 10 months
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daryl: how do i make a date really romantic?
carol: try being mysterious.
*later, on a date with y/n*
y/n: so, where are we going?
daryl: none of yer fuckin' business.
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twdxtrevor · 5 months
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Y/N: would you love me if I was a worm
Daryl: why would i love a worm
. . .
Y/N: (hours later) *sighs loudly*
Rick: what's wrong y/n
Y/N: daryl said he doesn't love me
Daryl: AS A FUCKING WORM
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*The group is getting into the car*
Rick: I’m driving.
Y/N, out of view: Shotgun!
Glenn, turning to face Y/N: Aww! But you had it on the way here-
Everyone except Y/N: WOAH-
Y/N, holding a shotgun: No! I found a shotgun! And I want the front seat! *Pumps gun*
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thatonelovingwalker · 6 months
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Carl Grimes x GN reader
///TW: none💗///
Summary: you see Carl with Judith and wonder if he would want a child of his own.
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Walking along the sidewalk lining your neighborhood, you heard the cooing of a baby. You immediately recognized it as Judith. Carl always walked Judith at this time, and you had just recently started walking with them.
You and Carl have been together for about three months now, and Judith has become really close to you.
Her noises got louder as you rounded the corner, and saw that she was patiently waiting for you in her stroller.
“Judith! Good morning,” you told her, letting her grasp at your hands.
You looked up to Carl and saw him looking at you as if he was seeing you for the first time. As if he saw Christmas lights brightening before him, rapping him in warmth and the feeling of safety.
“Good morning, Carl,” you told him, walking around to give him a peck. He returned it gratefully, taking ahold of your hand.
“Ready?” Was all Carl asked, making you nod.
The three of you started walking, listening to the silence that surrounded you both.
It was quiet for about fifteen minutes, and that was when Judith started to fuss.
“Nap time, Judy?” Carl asked her, circling around to pick her up.
Carl gently cradled Judith in his arms, rocking back and forth on his heels. He was whispering to her, trying to calm her down, and all you could do was watch.
He was so good with kids, especially Judith. Whenever he was with any of the younger members, he treated them as if they were his blood. As if they were his own children. It made you yearn for a normal world. One where it wouldn’t be a life or death decision.
But you knew that if it were to ever happen, whether it’s with you or another, he would be absolutely perfect.
“You’d make a great dad,”
“What?”
Carl turned to you, shock all over his face. He didn’t look upset, but he looked distracted.
And you that was when you realized you said it out loud. You didn’t mean it to slip. It just happened.
Even with his surprised features, he still looked even more fatherly with Judith calming in his arms. His hat and eye patch displayed experience, ones that he had learned from. The gun strapped to his leg showed he was capable. You knew he would be everything you ever needed. Everything any child needed.
“You’d make a great father…” you said a little bit more softly. You stayed where you were.
You saw his breathing pattern change. It was the one thing you could catch before he muttered, “Let me go put Judith down,” before turning away from you.
He left you with a sense of regret. Why did you say that?
You found yourself sitting on the couch, listening to Carl shush Judith to sleep a few rooms down. You had no idea if he knew you were there, but you waited, hoping you didn’t ruin things.
When Carl expressed what happened with his mother, Lori, and how he had to put her down for the sake of Judith, your heart broke.
Maybe mentioning anything to do with a baby was a bad idea.
You no longer heard Carl. His whispers or humming. Just footsteps. Heavy footsteps. You didn’t dare watch him, no matter how much you were dying to.
You felt the couch shift with his weight, and you knew he sat closer to you on purpose.
“You really think so?”
You could barely hear him, but you understood completely what he meant. You turned to face him, and was met with his pleading eyes. He looked so vulnerable in this moment, you just wanted to smother him with cuddles and hold him.
“I do.”
“Well, I think you’d make a great (mother/father), y/n. You’d be amazing,” Carl grasped your hand with one of his heart stopping smiles.
“Doubtful,” you said, trying to be playful. Carl picked up on it.
All he said in return was, “How about we try and see?”
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