So I initially made my TWD-fanfiction account on a secondary blog but I don’t like the limitations of the features (and there’s apparently no way to just swap your blogs), so I’m working to change my primary blog so that it’s ready for when i begin writing and posting my own stories.
So if you see two maggie-atwood’s or a new one, it’s just me working some things out 🤦🏼♀️
Hopefully it works! Because i have a fic ready to go and i hope the wonderful people of tumblr will like it!
Hi there! 😀 Could I request a set of headcanons about Daryl falling in love with the eldest Greene sister!Reader?
Farmer's Daughter (pt 1)
I'm going to make this a series because I'm obsessed with this. I actually have a very strong personal love for the reader character as a Greene sister, so I'm really happy that you requested this! I can't tell you how often I bring this concept up to my roomate, now I finally get to share my thoughts here. 💕
content warning: 18+ for implied smut & some sexual themes, mention of Beth's self harm, reader throwing hands at Andrea, mention of the reader character and Maggie's mother passing away, Daryl being grumpy, mentions of Daryl's scars.
You weren't much older than Maggie, but old enough that she looked up to you. She was always mistaken as the oldest because of how head strong and outspoken she always was, but even she looked to you as a figure of authority after your mother had passed away. When your dad remarried and Beth was born, you taught Maggie everything she needed to know about being an older sister.
You were younger than Daryl, you never cared to ask by how many years. Age wasn't important to you when it came to him, you never thought he was too old, not even once.
You took care of your siblings and part of him wished Merle had been like you, protective and loving and kind, but he never let himself think about that for long. That wasn't the dynamic he wanted to associate you with, not at all.
He thought you were so beautiful, the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. You weren't used to men seeeing you like that, your sisters were always the ones who had dates and boyfriends, never you. Daryl thought you were even sweeter than Beth and even more of a badass than Maggie, you weren't a perfect blend of your two sisters like you always thought you were. He saw you as so much more.
The first time you approached him, it was after Andrea had shot him. You went up to the room your dad had put him in for the night, and he was half asleep with his back facing you. It looked like he had been through so much that day and it made your heart ache. You wanted to take care of him, but of course he brushed you off- but not before you had seen the scars on his back. You didn't say anything to him about it, but he knew you saw them.
He avoided you for a while after that, but he watched you from a safe distance and admired everything about you, especially how you handled your family. Daryl noticed the way you protected both Beth and Maggie, and how you damn near killed Andrea for encouraging Beth to hurt herself. He was very amused and a bit turned on when he heard you had backhanded Andrea that day.
He was never good with feeelings, and he was embarrassed that you had seen his scars, so he pushed you away. Far away. He stayed busy, brushed you off even if it was the last thing he wanted to do. After what felt like a lifetime of him ignoring you, you finally spoke up for yourself.
"Why do you hate me, Dixon? My dad took ya'll in, we give you food and shelter and medicine, and this is the thanks I get? You don't even look at me anymore."
He didn't want that to be the first actual conversation he had with you, it hurt him to know that you thought he hated you. He knew he was being cold to you, cruel even. He knew you just wanted to help. He didn't have the words that night, so despite all the warning alarms going off in his head, he just kissed you instead.
Of all the places you had ever imagined making love to Daryl Dixon (because you definitely had imagined it, and so had he), the field on your father's property was not what you expected.
You made sure to tell him over and over again as he made love to you that he was perfect, that his scars were beautiful, that he was handsome (and that his cock was big and felt nice, but that's beside the point).
"I don't hate ya. I hope ya understand that now, sunshine," he'd whisper, all the while holding your hand and wiping the sweat from your hairline.
You didn't have the words, you were content laying on your back in the grass, staring up at the stars as you caught your breath. While you watched the stars, he couldn't take his eyes off of you.
After that night you two were inseparable, always holding hands and kissing on the farm when you thought no one could see. Everyone around you noticed, but you and Daryl were too busy falling in love to care.
to be fair i just started s11 but they straight up gaslight princess, yumiko, eugene, and ezekiel through their “interviews” and inspired this post actually
gatekeep - oceanside
OKAY YES I KNOW THEY SHOULD BE GIRLBOSS AND THEY WERE BUT! they are the og gatekeepers like these gals were girl bosses but they did NOT want to interact with others and literally had a rule to just kill anyone they saw
girlboss - the scavengers
since i switched oceanside i had to put down the scavengers purely bc they are led by the biggest #girlboss in the series Tandis/Anne cmon you can’t even argue she was girlbossing all over the place
manipulate - whisperers
honestly last one to put bc every group is so manipulative but i mean alpha was so manipulative to everyone and especially lydia that she replaced her memories so she wins this one ig
mansplain - saviors
another obvious one, negan talks to everyone in seasons 7 + 8 in his own negan way and totally mansplains his plans to everyone all the time
male wife - kingdom
my KINGS home of the male wife ezekiel need i say more
thanks for reading! let me know your opinions but be nice pls
Daryl's never known anybody like you before. for the first time, a person has chosen him. you can make him feel loved just by talking to him, Hell, you can make him glow just by standing in the same room.
he thinks you're so beautiful. if love at first sight exists, which firmly believed it didn't before he met you, then this apocalypse was the best damn thing that ever happened to him.
it took Daryl a considerably long time for him to realise that his uncharacteristically affectionate feelings were love.
before Daryl realised he was in love, his brother used to constantly tease him about the way he was looking at you. he didn't even know he was doing it - "Whatchu givin' that girl puppy-dog eyes for, lil' bro?"
you two were definitely best friends before he confessed his love for you. you grew close during the prison era, and you were the first person whom he let his guard down in front of.
he can't stand to be apart from you. "If she dun' love me back, I can either be her friend or drive a thousan' miles west, an' never see y'all again," he had told Carol once.
his eyes inadvertently follow your movements, as if his subconscious felt like he needed to protect you.
everything somehow always comes back to you. a piece of jewellery he found on a run? Y/N would love that. the heating system in her house at alexandria's broken? he's fixing it tonight. in the meantime, he's at your door delivering a pile of woollen blankets. he spots a deer outside the walls? he's tracking it for days because he knows you love venison.
you love the way Daryl always steps into a situation to protect you. especially if it's another guy bothering you. he gets jealous so easily, and he doesn't even know it, like defending you is instinctual.
God forbid another man lays his hands on you. that motherfucker is already dead before you can object in the slightest.
Daryl is the only man you trust to talk about your issues with. he'd never pass up an opportunity to listen to your voice, but some of the things you tell him break his heart like nothing's ever done before.
you'll sweetly ask if he'd just hold you. and he wraps you up in his big arms and lets you cry softly into his chest while he places a hand in the back of your hair. rubbing sweet circles into the back of your neck. nothing could make you feel safer than Daryl's embrace.
after countless intimate moments like these, you start to wonder if he's like this around anyone else. surprise, surprise: he doesn't. and a part of him wishes you knew.
oh, but how much you adore him. you wonder if he knows how pretty he is; and how much you want to show him. his unkempt chocolate waves that perfectly frame his face, how much you'd like to tangle your fingers in them and kiss him all over.
you feel as though you owe him for all the times you've cried into his large, comforting figure. he occasionally brings up his past, his brother, his parents, and how much you want him to let it out. to hold him and wipe his tears away while you press soft kisses over his eyelids and cheekbones.
maybe one day, underneath some lucky constellations, you'd let each other.
A/N: wanted to write some hcs that are going to come up in my next fic!! thank u @taylormarieee ;)
synopsis: all sfw jealous/protective hcs, daryl's a bit angry but we all just love to tease him ;)
when Daryl sees you with another man, any other guy, he's immediately pressed. especially if it's some pretentious fuck like Spencer or Aiden, or a douchebag he doesn't like.
he might ignore you for a little while, just to test the water and see how long you can go without talking to him.
sometimes he looks over at you with a soft, empathetic expression on his face. as a silent way of saying "talk to me, please".
he stares him down with that sultry look. all mean and tough, but you just think it's cute.
he tries to scare him off. grunting in his direction and bumping into his shoulder, especially if you're near.
what he doesn't realise is that you're just trying to tease him, get a reaction out of him.
and it works every time. he always comes back to you, because in truth, he just can't stand being away from you.
one day he'll confront you and ask what the deal is with whoever's taken an interest in you. "What the hell's his deal? Y'all goin' on a date?"
he'll also confront the guy eventually. "Hey. You listen ta' me. If you hurt her, say anythin' to her that hurts her feelins', I will beat yer ass into the ground. Hear me?"
of course, the guy is immediately freaking out. thing is though, you were never interested in him in the first place. you wanted Daryl, wanted him to protect you. and you got your way.
he'd approach and say, boldly; "Hey, Y/N, ya' deserve better. S'much better than tha' piece of shit,"
you explain to him that you never liked the other guy in the first place, and that it was a certain archer that you really have a crush on.
suddenly he goes all flush and tense, fidgeting with his fingertips and wondering "why does she like me?"
"Daryl, I love the way you get protective over me, when you threaten other guys and act all tough and mean. I actually think it's kinda cute."
he's stuttering and nervous, but he's sure of one thing; he loves you.
