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reader & writer | twd & tlou 18 daryls sex doll. joels plaything.

[joelsprinc3ss]

there is NOOO WAYYY i’ve had this acc for 5 years.. i’ve been on tumblr since i was 13 😭😭

[tinysunshine-deactivated2026020]

i’m arching. i’m barking. i’m meowing. i’m throbbing. i’m clenching. i’m spreading. i’m cumming. i’m squirting. i’m crying. i’m whining. i physically cannot put into words what this gif does to me. what this man’s arms do to me. this cannot be healthy for my psyche. daryl dixon let me worship your biceps for hours challenge. also, let me suck your dick. lord have mercy on my soul he is so fucking sexy.

[rheedus]

[konigslittleliebling]

‘he holds me in his big arms, drunk and i’m seein’ stars. . .’

[joelsprinc3ss]

BETTER OFF BLEEDING | DARYL DIXON x Y/N!GRIMES

genre: twd fanfiction | daryl dixon x reader | enemies to lovers | angst | slow burn | canon divergence | contains blood/gore, sh, sexual themes | timeline: season 1 → season 2

summary:

the world ended, and somehow, she still felt invisible.

y/n joined the quarry group with her family, but it didn’t take long for survival to turn into silence. too many voices talked over her, and the ones that mattered most, like shane, only saw her as dead weight. she stayed quiet. she played nice.

until the night the walkers came. until she bled. until daryl dixon nearly shot her in the woods, and didn't apologize.

(and she didn’t flinch.)

what starts as bitterness builds into something sharp and unspoken between them. hate, maybe. or something worse. something they both feel but refuse to name.

there’s blood. there’s grief. there’s firelight and silence, and a thousand chances to leave, but neither of them do.

when the world ends, some people survive. some people get left behind. and some bleed, just to feel something.

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daryl hates her. she hates him more. she's better off bleeding than saved by him. little do they know, that's all going to change. lowerc

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