#daddy dixon

[bleed-ing4u]

It's EVERYWHERE

[feral4daryl]

im just gonna leave this here......

[vaniniweenie]

Something about Norman Reedus + Deftones is just so hot to me. I can’t explain it it’s just such a good combo

[sinsandsweetness]

his back… the tattoo… the hair… the hand placement…Ughhhh I’m squeezing my thighs together as we speak

[kuchipark]

I’d like to formerly apologize to all the brave boys who gathered their confidence and sent me a dm, only to have to sit there listening to me talk explicitly about daryl dixon and how I’ve manifesting for weeks, trying to conjure up a sex dream about the guy

[mymanreedus]

luis.coi

[ficnation]

Baby Talk - Daryl x Reader

Request: "Baby talk with daryl. Like the reader and him and their baby or them talking about having a baby. Short little imagine"

requested by anonymous

Word count: 1,3k+

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Female! Reader

Warnings: usual twd themes, baby talk, insecurities, mentions of death during childbirth, mentions of Y/n’s dead little brother

A/n: Here you go! It took me a while, but I'm pretty pleased with how this imagine turned out. Hope you enjoy it! It was sitting in my drafts for a while cause I didn't have any free time to edit it.

Huge thanks go to @twdeadlysins for beta-reading this story!

𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐗𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

It was a very peaceful day, no emergencies, no hard work. It felt really nice to finally rest and forget about the walkers outside the walls of Alexandria. You and Daryl both needed some time off to enjoy each other's presence and relax so you welcomed the opportunity with open arms.

You laid in the bed together, cuddling under a blanket. Daryl's chest pressed to your back while his hands rested on your stomach. He traced circles on your exposed skin and kissed the back of your neck affectionately. He was so clingy today, it wasn't his style, but you enjoyed this new side of his person. Your heart melted every time his eyes met yours and his arms embraced your body.

"What's got into you, Daryl?" You giggled quietly when his scruff tickled your skin.

"Nothin'." The archer froze in one spot, not daring to continue his affectionate touches. The idea of you not liking his clingy behavior passing through his mind, but it was quick to disappear when you turned in his direction with the softest smile he has ever seen.

"You're being adorable," you said, kissing his jaw and trailing your lips up to meet him in a sweet kiss.

"Yer the adorable one 'ere," he protested when you pulled away.

You smirked at him, running your hand through his hair, leaving it there before pulling him for another kiss, this one longer and more passionate. Daryl pulled away first, touching his forehead to yours, closing his eyes and trying to suppress the question that kept popping up in his mind.

"You can tell me," you whispered, seeing straight through his facade.

"It's dumb," the archer said, leaning away from you and sitting up. He knew you'd get the truth out of him either way, he didn't want to see your rejection or anger when he asked it, so he turned away from you and stared at the wall intently.

"What is it, Daryl? Did I do something to upset you?" you asked worried. You hoped it was not the case, you'd hate yourself if you ever did something to hurt this man. He deserved the best after everything he went through.

"Do ya ever think 'bout havin' a kid?" he finally blurted out, clutching the fabric of the brown blanket in his hands.

"Oh, Daryl…"

You couldn't help but smile at his question. You didn't expect Daryl to be the one who started talking about having a family. Little Dixon running around the house would definitely be a great addition to your life. You had your hesitations of course, it wasn't that simple bringing a child into this world. You weren't even sure if you'd survive the labor. What if you ended up like Lori? But then again, Judith was an angel and you genuinely enjoyed taking care of her. You wouldn't mind having a baby at all if it weren't for the risks of the whole birth process.

"This ain't my decision to make. Sorry." The archer got up from the bed, shuffling around the room, trying to find his pants. "Ya should go back to sleep."

"Daryl?"

Dixon hummed in acknowledgment, still not looking at you. He fumbled with the zipper in a hurry. He didn't want to be in this room if you started laughing at his dumb question. Before you could utter another word about how you felt towards his question, Daryl was already rushing out of the room.

"For fuck's sake, Dixon!"

You bolted out of the bed, slipping one of Daryl's shirts on before running down the stairs after your boyfriend. He could act so immature sometimes, avoiding talking about his feelings or the future. You never blamed him for being afraid, but it sometimes got on your nerves.

The door leading to the front porch was slightly ajar because Daryl deep down knew that you'll follow after him, even if he didn't want to admit it. You opened it entirely letting the sun in. The archer sat on the stairs, his blue eyes looking everywhere but at your person. You sat down beside him leaning your head on his shoulder.

"I want to have kids with you Daryl. I really do."

"But?"

"There's no 'but', honey. There never was," you whispered, kissing the side of his head affectionately.

If you only knew how to pour all of the love you had for Daryl into your words. You loved this man more than anyone else. He was the most important part of your life. Even if he thought you wouldn't spare him a glance if the apocalypse didn't happen, you knew it wasn't true.

You both had your demons. Daryl wasn't good at talking about what's bothering him and you weren't good at showing how much you needed him in your life. You could be a bitch sometimes, Shane knew about that and always pushed you to being nice and showing people that you care about them. God, you missed Shane. He always knew what to do to help you communicate with others.

The silence between you and Daryl would seem unbearable for other people, but both of you needed it. The archer thought about your words, trying to decipher if you were sincere or simply said those words to make him happy.

"Ya don't mean it," he said finally, but he didn't push you away and that was a surprise. Daryl laid his head on top of yours, sighing deeply.

"I do, Daryl. I love you so much. I want to have a family with you," you murmured, looking at the sunrise. "You surprised me with your question, that's all."

"Tha's not all. There's always somethin' else."

You caught his hand in yours and kissed his calloused skin, trying to put your feelings into words. "Well… I wouldn't want to have kids with anyone else. And I think baby Dixon is exactly what we need right now."

"Y/n, 'm serious."

"I'm serious too, Daryl. This is not sarcasm or a joke. I'm being very serious right now." You mustered the most unemotional face expression you could make.

The archer looked in your direction and snorted at your ridiculous poker face.

"Yeah, ya ain't good at that." He sent a small grin your way and apparently that was all it took for your facade to break.

You toppled forward in a hysterical laughter, Daryl's hand caught your arm before you could really fall down the stairs.

"We're such idiots, Daryl," you uttered between giggles. The laughter died down after a few more minutes. You took a deep breath, clutching your sides. "Why can't we just talk like normal couples do? Why are we so complicated?"

"'m sorry," Daryl said looking at his bare feet, avoiding your eyes.

"You have nothing to be sorry about, Daryl."

"I fuckin' do. If I wasn't an insecure piece of shi–"

"Stop it right there, Dixon," you jumped into his sentence. "You're so much more than you think you are. I don't really know how to put my thoughts into words. I don't know how to tell you how much you changed my life–"

"For the worse?"

"For the better," you said, kissing his cheek. "I think… I think we should start the baby-making process right now so I can show you just how much I love you." You stood up, pulling Daryl's arm. "Come on, get up."

Daryl shook his head at your antics, but he stood up and let you pull him up the stairs to your shared room.

"Do you like the name Marie?"

"If it's a boy, we should call 'im Michael," Daryl said, making you freeze in one spot.

You were surprised that the archer remembered your little brother's name. Michael died before you joined the camp at the quarry and you mentioned him only once. It broke your heart to little pieces hearing his name from Daryl's lips, but it wasn't in a bad way. You were moved by his words, tears of happiness gathered in your eyes.

"Michael it is." You turned in Daryl's direction with glassy eyes and a big, genuine smile.

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[foreverlovingdaryldixon]

AU prompt: we are friends and my child’s first word was your name and im jealous but also kind of endeared

“Maaa-ma.” Carol dragged out the word to her gurgling baby girl, hoping to get some sort of semblance of the word out of her.

“Darrrrr-yl.” 

Carol sided eyed her best friend from where he sat on the carpeted floor next to her, chuckling at her stink-eye as tickled the little girl’s cheek.

“Daryl stop. My child’s first word is not going to be your name,” Carol sassed as she bounced Sophia gently on her knee. 

Daryl scoffed, throwing his arm around Carol’s shoulder. “Pfft, we’ll see about that, won’t we angel?” he cooed, smiling as Sophia grasped at his index finger.

Carol sighed in mock frustration, lifting Sophia to plant her in Daryl’s lap, stretching out her limbs as she padded towards the kitchen. 

“Coffee?” she asked, already setting out two cups as Daryl nodded eagerly.

“Darrrrrr-yl,” he tried again, mouthing out the word to Sophia who tried desperately to copy.

“Darrr-yl. Come on sweetheart,” he encouraged.

“Darrr-darrr-darr-wul,” Sophia spluttered out triumphantly just as Carol walked back into earshot.

Daryl’s grin was immediate. Spreading ear to ear as he gaze quickly flickered between Carol and the baby. 

“Did ya hear that?!” 

Carol almost couldn’t believe her ears, even more shocked when Sophia came out with the word again.

“Darr-wul.” 

“Holy-” Daryl stopped himself from swearing, pride beaming from his features as Carol felt a swell of endearment as she looked at the two most important people in the world to her.

Quickly she was back at Daryl’s side, sat on her knees pressed against him as Sophia babbled his name over and over again.

“I can’t believe you did that.” 

“Ya ain’t upset are ya?” Daryl suddenly asked, concerned he’d pushed it too far.

Carol smiled softly at him, always so uncertain, she thought.

“Of course not, you’re gonna be a constant in her life, she was going to say it sooner or later.” 

Daryl couldn’t help but smile, he damn right was gonna be a constant in her life. Not like her good for nothing prick of a dad. He was gonna stand by her and Carol through thick and thin. Just like Carol had always done for him.