#ricktatorshit

[petersquill]

happy birthday!!

thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaank you!! <3

[genshimada]

happy birthday!!

Thank you, Outi!

[pastelhellion]

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hahah I know the pain trying to take photos of baby animal xD

lmao right, like stay still you’re being cute! i want to capture the moment! xD

[pastelhellion]

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so cute *A*

ikr! sorry if the pics are poor quality but she’s so wiggly that it’s hard to get a good photo of her unless she’s tired lmao

[fuckyeahrickyl]

happy birthday <3

Thank you so much!! <3

[daryldixons]

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[daryldixons]

rickyl + 28

knocking on the wrong door au - send me one

It was two in the morning when Daryl decided to slip out of his house and away from the party Merle was having. His older brother was always trying to force hookers on Daryl or blow smoke in his dogs face. It was around this time that Daryl usually admitted defeat and gave up on trying to sleep in his own trashy apartment, stumbling down the hall to Maggie’s.

Drunk and high as hell against his own accord Daryl fumbled with his footing down the long, dark hallway, using Atlanta for support most of the time. His black dog yawned as they stopped at a door that Daryl was sure said 16, fiddling with the doorknob. When it didn’t open, he furrowed his brow. Maggie usually kept it unlocked when she knew Daryl could come stumbling in in the middle of the night. Growling, he knocked hard on the door. Moments later it open, revealing a furious yet mouth drying-ly hot dude with messy hair and five o’clock shadow.

“Who the fuck are you?” the man groaned, eyes traveling from Daryl’s confused face down to Atlanta and back up to Daryl. Daryl blinked rapidly, trying to force his drunk mind to form some sort of explanation, but all he managed was to laugh.

“You’re hot,” Daryl declared, giggling under his breath. Maggie’s door suddenly flew open from one apartment over, the girl shooting out into the hallway.

“Damnit, Daryl!” she yelped, and Daryl turned to her in complete confusion. He turned back to the door, which he now realized said 18, and burst out laughing.

“I knocked on the wrong door!” Daryl hiccuped, losing his footing and falling on his ass in the hallway. Atlanta barked and threw herself on top of him, wagging her tail happily.

“No shit, Sherlock,” Maggie groaned. She turned to the frazzled man in the doorway. “Mr. Grimes, I’m so sor-”

“Don’t worry about it,” Grimes said, holding up his hands. “Just give him my number when he sobers up and we’ll be even, ‘kay?”

[acorntrooper]

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kuulostaa siistiltä :D

Joo! Mä ja äiti ollaan ihan fiiliksissä :D