#queenofshipping

[livelyackles]

Hiiiii. My name is Kristen and my birthday is July 16th. :))

Hiiiiii back! I added you :)want added to my birthday page?

[angelsanarchy]

queenofshipping Happy Valentine's Day

[its-liss]

queenofshipping replied to your photo“hi guys :) I’m here to share some Caryl love with you. I know there...”

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Love it!!

thank you so much :D

[angelsanarchy]

Think you could extent their scene from tonight like maybe Carol calls him back or he comes back on his own? Feel free to make it as fluffy and or smutty as you like. :)

“Mmhmm. Gotta be.” He started to back away but I let out a sigh. I hated that he took all that weight on himself. He so graciously took over for Rick but never claimed the leadership. He was always saying that Rick earned some time away but Daryl had lost just as much as the rest of us.

“Daryl?” I called out making him turn back towards me. Without thinking, I closed the distance between us and caught him by surprise with a kiss. He backed into the wall, his crossbow hitting the concrete loudly as I put my hands on either side of his face. He didn’t respond at first but once he moved his lips he gripped my wrists pushing me away.

“What are you doing?” He asked sounding upset. I felt myself flush with embarrassment as I stepped away from him.

“I-I’m sorry.” I put my hand to my mouth and he continued to look me up and down like I’d ruined his entire life.

“Did you not just sit in that meeting and hear there’s a plague taking us out?! What the hell has gotten into you?” He scolded and I nodded.

“I’m so sorry Daryl.” The sound of my own voice made me feel even more pathetic and I turned to walk back into the library, shutting the door behind me and covering my face. I paced the library trying not to fall apart. I couldn’t believe I have just put it all on the line like that. I basically did ruin our friendship. I just couldn’t hold back, not knowing that we could simply die overnight. I let out a choked scream of mortification before straightening myself out. I couldn’t’ let this ruin me. I had two girls I had to take care of and terrified kids waiting for lunch. I wiped my face and took a deep breath before walking back to the door throwing it open but Daryl was standing there biting his lip like he was contemplating something. He stared at me for a moment before grabbing my neck and pulling me towards him. He kissed me feverishly, almost animalistic as he dropped his crossbow on the carpeted floor. He closed the door with his foot and backed me up until the back of my thighs hit the edge of the table.

“If we’re gonna die tomorrow then there aint no point in running away from this anymore.” He breathed.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” I asked as he pulled away to look at me.

“The only person who’s ever called me an honorable man and made me believe it was you. I ain’t got no love poems or words of wisdom to impress you. Hell I’m surprised I didn’t run away out there.” I chuckled as he gestured over his shoulder.

“But just because I don’t know how to flirt back doesn’t mean it’s one sided.” Daryl looked through his hair at me and I moved the hair out of his eyes.

“I just always considered you saving my ass and making sure there was food to eat your way of flirting.” I teased earning a snort. I put my hands on his face and smiled. He leaned down and kissed me softer this time. He let me undo the buttons of his sleeveless shirt so I could push both his vest and his shirt off at the same time. He helped me out of both shirts I was wearing and tossing them next to his own. We let each other strip out of our pants and boots before he gripped my ass tightly and lifted me up to set on the table. I could feel him shaking under my hands but I just kept kissing him letting him know that this is what I wanted. It wasn’t too rough and it wasn’t anything like you’d see in the movies. His hands fumbled and I struggled to not scratch his arms too much but I’d never had sex with anyone like the sex I was having with Daryl. He wasn’t very vocal but his face made more expressions than I’d ever seen in the time that I’ve known him. I could feel the warmth rush inside me when he finished and held his head against my chest as he tried to catch his breath.  I didn’t expect to orgasm before Daryl considering it had been a long time since a man had made me orgasm but instead of flopping off of me when he pulled out, he reached between us and started to rub my clit. My legs jumped from the surprise sensation but as he rubbed, he suckled my neck leaving little bites every now and then. When I finally did orgasm, I had to grip his hand to stop him. He kissed my neck and my cheek softly before lying back on the table.

“Are you okay?” He asked with a gravelly voice. I turned my head and looked at him.

“All this time, you play coy and you just gave me one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had.” I admitted making him rub his face.

“Yeah well I’m good with my hands.” He said sitting up. He started to pull his pants and boots on before putting his hand out.

“We’ve got a prison to run, sweetheart.” I took his hand and let him pull me off the table. We dressed silently and he fixed his hair.

“Best wipe that table down before our next meeting.” Daryl gestured making me laugh as I put my hand on the door knob but he pulled on my hand with his free one. He tugged me back to him and kissed me once more before we exited back out of the library and went our separate ways.

[thereadersmuse]

queenofshipping replied to your post: I just got a terrible, awful, horrible thought.  ...

I’ve wondered this myself. Daryl could absolutely be a carrier. But I have a sneaky suspicion there’s some kind of loophole that the adults are immune or something along those lines.

Interesting proposition. I have long wondered if they will ever get into more detail regarding the infection itself. And the idea of 'carriers' and 'immunity' in the zombie genre has always interested me.

Because, logically, considering the amount of people in this world, and the fact that this is actually how diseases and human reaction to them work - SOMEONE, SOMEWHERE HAS TO BE IMMUNE. 

I mean, people could have easily just gotten eaten to death and no one could really tell the difference. I dunno. Hopes springs eternal on my end I suppose.

[angelsanarchy]

Caryl snuggle times? S4 pre relationship (or whatever they are now) :)))

Carol moved a lot in her sleep. Daryl thought it was because she did so much during the day that her mind couldn’t stop running and her body moved with it. Sometimes he’d catch her arms moving like she was reaching for something but there was nothing there so he’d grab her arm and run his fingertips up and down her arm to soothe her muscles.  No one really looks at Daryl and sees a cuddler so whenever Carol woke up to Daryl holding her close and rubbing her arms or back, she smiled.

“Sorry.” She said letting out a sigh as she woke up feeling Daryl rubbing circles into her stomach.

“Nothing to be sorry about. You do too much around here.” Daryl’s morning voice always made warmth flood Carol’s stomach.

“Maybe I should take a vacation.” She joked flipping over in the bed and facing him.

“Sounds nice. Where would you go?”  Daryl asked.

“Somewhere I could be naked all the time.” Daryl sat up and looked down at her with a curious face.

“Like a beach or something. Someplace deserted and warm.” Carol felt Daryl’s arm move around under her neck.

“You could come too if you wanted.” Carol looked over at him.

“Never really liked the beach but I wouldn’t mind a vacation.” Daryl said making Carol laugh.

“You’d have to be naked too, it’s only fair.” She said making him chuckle.

“Why you always trying to get me naked?” Daryl furrowed his eyebrows.

“Because you’re the only one on the planet who doesn’t see how attractive you are. I almost had to fight the other women when they showed up here. I still catch them eyeballing you from time to time.” Carol explained.

“It’s probably got something to do with being so dirty all the time.” Daryl brushed it off and Carol reached up to touch his face. Daryl could never look at her when she did such intimate things.

“Someday, I hope you’ll be able to look at me when I touch your face.” Carol said aloud.

“Maybe I’m not comfortable with being mooned over.” Daryl teased but Carol smiled catching his eyes.

“You can share a bed with me but you get weirded out when I touch your face?” She asked.

“Well despite what you think I didn’t do a whole lot of gentle things in a bed with a woman before everything went to hell. I’m not much of a caresser.” Daryl said making Carol smile.

“Says the guy who fights my active limbs while I sleep and caresses them into submission.” Carol argued but Daryl blushed.

“I’m not a gentle kinda guy.” Daryl huffed lying on his back making Carol sit up. She pushed his hair out of his eyes and he tried to hold her eye contact.

“You can close your eyes if it makes you feel more comfortable.” Carol whispered as she moved closer to him but this time he didn’t. He kept his eyes on her until her lips landed onto his own. It was a soft, gentle kiss and Carol closed her eyes. Eventually so did Daryl but when she pulled away from him, he opened his eyes immediately to stare into hers.

“We should get up soon.” Carol sighed but Daryl held his arm around her lower back.

“Just a few more minutes.” He pulled on her and she rested her head on his chest.

[angelsanarchy]

queenofshipping said: Can we talk about how excited I am that you’re gonna do Caryl prompts again???! Can’t wait!!!

Aw thanks. I honestly don't know what's going on in the Caryl world. I stopped tracking because of drama a long time ago so here's hoping people remember me.

[angelsanarchy]

I majorly miss your Caryl prompt writing. :( Any chance there will be more of that soon?

Tomorrow I was thinking of opening my submit box so people could just send me pics/gifs to write prompts. I miss it too