@hilltopsown meme ask x
Daryl groaned as the scout grabbed his keys and started moving quickly. "Little prick!" He called out, stumbling to his feet and chasing after him. He grinned, catching up, mimicking their first encounter to a T.

seen from Netherlands

seen from Netherlands

seen from Netherlands

seen from Malaysia
seen from United Kingdom

seen from Netherlands
seen from Netherlands

seen from Malaysia

seen from Malaysia

seen from Netherlands
seen from Moldova

seen from Malaysia
seen from United Kingdom

seen from United Kingdom
seen from China

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United Kingdom
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
@hilltopsown meme ask x
Daryl groaned as the scout grabbed his keys and started moving quickly. "Little prick!" He called out, stumbling to his feet and chasing after him. He grinned, catching up, mimicking their first encounter to a T.
continuted from x // @hilltopsown
Paul’s brow creases together. “I didn’t mean for it to happen,” he admits. “It was my plan, I didn’t do it on purpose, and I did not cheat on you.” Because he needed to make that a valid point. And it’s true, Jesus didn’t. Paul is fully committed to Daryl, no one else is on his mind but protecting and being with the one he loves, and only loves.
“He forced me, said if I didn’t then he’d go and find you, kill you in front of me. I couldn’t let that happen,” there’s tears in Paul’s eyes, his heart is hurting from telling Daryl the truth. “You were in hiding, I couldn’t let them go after you, risk your life. Please, babe. I’m…sorry.” Paul’s voice cracks.
Daryl’s eyebrows furrowed together and his shoulders tensed up as his fiance spoke, his chest growing tight. Before Paul made it to his apology, Daryl wrapped his arms around his man’s body, pulling him into his chest. “Babe,” his own voice was horse, “Babe, that ain’t on you, that ain’t on you,” He murmured, rubbing Paul’s back.
In the back of his mind, he wanted to ask which mother fucker it was, or who they were, who dared to say that to Paul and make him do that. He wanted to hunt them all down, beat them down with his own fists, leave them to rot. But he held his tongue. Now wasn’t the time. He wanted to be there for Paul.
Jesus and Daryl
Who said “I love you” first: Jesus. Daryl blushed for days, but he didn’t say it back, Jesus just kinda knew Daryl was at a point where he could handle Jesus proclaiming it.
Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background: Daryl. Not his lock screen, though. His wallpaper though. No one touches his phone but Daryl.
Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror: Jesus, oh my god- Daryl doesn’t even notice half the time.
Who buys the other cheesy gifts: Jesus. Daryl is more of a sentimental guy, he’d be.. Logical things for Jesus, like new gloves, shoes, etc, to keep him safe.
Who initiated the first kiss: Jesus made all the first moves lets just get that straight right off the bat
Who kisses the other awake in the morning: Daryl. He’s a sucker for Jesus’ sleepy voice and his smile when he first opens his eyes.
Who starts tickle fights: Daryl. Jesus will tense up when he knows Daryl is about to poke at his ribs, too: “You know I can take you down, right? I know martial arts”
Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower: Jesus
Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch: Daryl, real nonchalantly, of course: “Figured you were too busy to make lunch before you left, brought ya this.”
Who was nervous and shy on the first date: Both of them!
Who kills/takes out the spiders: Daryl kills the spiders, Jesus takes them out.
Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk: Daryl, but only after Jesus has brought him home and they’re alone.
@hilltopsown ask cont. x
Daryl, pacing back and forth anxiously, sighed in agreement. He didn’t want to lose anyone else, either. He’d already done enough to get people hurt these days, not thinkin’ straight and throwin’ punches, gettin’ people killed. Good people. His family. And he had to live with that for the rest of his life. “A’right,” He muttered. “So what, just ‘sposed to sit tight here? They’ll come lookin’ for me soon.”
five times kissed (daryl please!)
one: when Beth was finally in his arms for the first time, by his own intention, after the exchange at Grady Memorial. After she was shot, he carried her bridal style out of the building, and he wasn't sure if he had leaned in too much or if she grabbed his face first, but their first kiss was interrupted by a herd of walkers surrounding the hospital.
two: it was later the first night Beth was back with the group, Daryl had been keeping his distance after being a little overwhelmed from the affection and emotions from seeing her for the first time since the funeral home. He offered guard duty, sitting off by himself when she came over to keep him company. She ended up falling asleep on his shoulder, and just before dawn, she woke up and planted a soft kiss on his lips before quietly going back over towards Maggie and Glenn's huddled bodies.
three: it was a while before their next kiss. The road to Alexandria was a hard one, and they didn't share another tender moment until they were behind the walls. Daryl was getting frustrated on the road, not being able to hunt, not being able to support his family the only way he knew how and had been keeping her at arms length, making the first night of their new home especially sweet.
@belcvedcne ask continued x
Daryl took a step back, surprised by the reaction. She looked worn out, tired. He glanced around. “Ya gonna tie me up and take me to’m as a trophy or what?” He asked, feeling equally as tired, hungry, stir crazed.
about
Full Name: Daryl Dean Dixon Nickname(s): Pookie Age: 36 at the time of the outbreak Date of Birth: April 8th Current Location: Virginia Ethnicity: White Nationality: Irish Gender: Male Pronouns: He/Him Orientation: Bisexual Religion: None Political Affiliation: Not Negan Occupation: Official Zombie Killer™ Living Arrangements: Alone @ AZS (or with Paul/Beth thread dependent) Language(s) Spoken: English Accent: Deep Georgian Romantic Interest: None ( thread dependent Paul “Jesus” Rovia/Monroe // Beth Greene)