#daryl headcanons

[angelwings-crossbowstrings]

I adore a snarky reader being soft and calling Daryl baby and he just goes with it. He likes it, even if all he will call her is sunshine or woman.

[cosmic-glow]

*Y/n staring at Daryl for a long moment*

Y/n: this shirt shows your nipple.

Daryl: what?

Y/n: what?

Rick: nipple??

[snazzelle]

Black heart thing (mobile is a bitch),☾and ♡ for daryl :)

ilu so much because you play these games with me LOL thank you!

*hugs tight*

♥  : Name one thing about the way their emotions work that they despise.

Daryl absolutely hates that he loses all control of the words leaving his mouth when he gets angry.Its something that he admires about some people like Rick, or Hershel, or Beth- that they could get out what they need to say and say it in such a way that means something. He wishes he could be half as eloquent as they were because when his emotions get out of control, half of the things coming out of his mouth don’t make sense and the other half is profanity. Its why taking care of everything with a fist, or aiming the end of his crossbow at a face is easier than hashing it out with words. 

☾ : On a sleepless night, what would they be found doing?

masturbating. Pacing. A sleepless night for Daryl means that he’s restless and he needs to get that energy out some how. If he won’t allow himself to be couped up in his cell, tent, or room, he will spend it out in the open and he will distract himself in the ways he knew best. 

Sometimes he just hunts. But other times he gets creative, especially if Rick is firm about him not leaving the premise or shows concern about him leaving the safety of their home in the middle of the night. So those times, Daryl could be found learning a thing or two. Sometimes he whittles toys out of chunks of wood, one time managing a little boat that actually floated for Judith. He made a slingshot out of a branched twig and the elastic from some wrecked jogging pants, that, although weak, had entertained Carl, himself, and Glenn for a good week or two before it broke. When they were all stranded in an old cottage for a couple of nights, Daryl found himself a pile of yarn and books on crocheting, and taught himself something as simple as a scarf (which he then wrapped around Rick’s neck without a word to protect him from the cold night watch).

♡  : Is there a certain scent that brings about nostalgia? If so, describe a memory this scent brings back. 

The scent of some flowers do. Coffee was a big thing after his mother died, but when she was still around she was brewing tea, and flowery teas happened to be her favorite. The smell of roses fills his chest with warmth as it reminds him of the summer when he was 6, and his mom would have rose tea steeping in a pot. She’d sit him right in front of her and brush out blond hair that’s gotten too long, long enough to get his dad to threaten cutting it himself if they don’t do anything about it soon (But she sometimes got her way. One time it grew past Daryl’s shoulders, and the length of his hair now- how he fiddles with it and is almost protective of it- it reminds him of his mom too).

Lavender really gets him sometimes too. That’s a scent that really stuck in his mom’s bathroom where sometimes Daryl liked to hide. As the years past, his father had become more abusive, more angry, and those times Daryl would hide in that bathroom where his mother would try to hide all the pain and fear from him. Her side always smelled like lavender, from mugs she’d bring into her room, next to old and dirty ashtrays. Sometimes it just smelled like smoke. His mother always seemed to forget that she leaves burning cigarettes lying around.

Jasmine just makes him want to cry.

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