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Shower - Daryl Dixon Imagine

anonymous asked: Can you write a Daryl x reader fanfic where they come back to Alexandria from a run or something and Daryl got hurt/is too tired to take a shower by himself and reader has to help him? Idk it’s probably weird hahahah but it would be great if you wrote this!

You look out from your post on the gate at Alexandria and feel the hairs on your arm stand on end. You don’t have long left on your shift, but something just doesn’t feel right. You haven’t seen Daryl return from his run, and whilst everyone else seems to think this is normal Daryl behaviour, your stomach is telling you something else. Right on cue you see Daryl limping round the corner, he’s dragging one of his legs. You rush down the ladders of the tower and run over to the gate tugging it open, about the same time you hear footsteps jogging over to you and see Sasha approaching. ‘You ok?’ You nod your head ‘It’s Daryl.’ He grabs hold of the edge of the gate and pulls himself through, falling into you. You hold him as best as you can and try and ignore the buzzing sensation working its way through your body. ‘What happened?’ Daryl’s breath is ragged, his face wincing as Sasha, closes the gate securing the community once more. ‘Came across a horde, took a wrong turn and twisted my ankle pretty bad.’ You look at his arms, and neck covered in scratches, at his blood stained clothes and hands. ‘That all? You’re covered!’ He nods his head ‘Killed one and put it over me till they’d cleared out a little bit.’ You look at Sasha ‘You ok to start your shift now?’ She nods her head ‘Sure you don’t want a hand?’ You shake your head and smile ‘N’aw it’s ok..I’ll just get him home. Thanks.’

Daryl puts his arm around your shoulder and you prop him up, trying to take some of the weight from his injured ankle. ‘God Dixon..You could lose a few.’ You say laughing, he smiles back at you teasingly ‘Maybe if you weren’t so weak.’ You raise your eyebrows and playfully tap him on the chest with the palm of your hand ‘Maybe I should just leave you here..You’ll be ok right?’ His grip tightens on you and you laugh ‘Don’t worry, I’ll get ya home.’ As you make the way to the house Daryl lives in, you help him up the porch steps and push open the door. You kick the door shut with your foot, and help him through to the sitting room easing him onto the sofa.

He settles back, his breath ragged. ‘You ok? Want me to take a look at it?’ He looks at you with the eyes that you think about as you fall asleep. He nods his head, you get on your knees and undo the lace of his boots and gently ease it off. He hisses through his teeth, you pull the sock down and grimace. His ankle is really swollen and the skin is purple and black ‘Shit Dixon, how did you make it back in one piece?’ He licks his lips ‘Guess I’m lucky.’ You nod your head and purse your lips ‘Lucky’s right..This is gonna need an ice pack and rest.’ You stand up and look down at him. ‘And you’re gonna need to shower get all that off ya.’ You gesture to the blood staining his arms and hands. ‘C’mon..I’ll help.’ You help him stand and lead him over to the stairs ‘Hold on..Ya can’t help me.’ You shake your head ‘Why not?’ you smile as you notice Daryl blush ‘Cos you’ll see me naked.’ You laugh ‘Believe it or not Daryl, I have seen a naked man before..Beside’s who said I was gonna look.’ You reach the top of the stairs and make your way to the bathroom and push open the door. ‘Ok..Get changed and I’ll stay outside, shout if ya fall or need me..Ok?’ Daryl nods his head in agreement and you close the door, only leaving a small gap. After a few moments curiosity gets the better of and you look through the crack, taking in his back scarred but strong and beautiful. His biceps, his butt, you lick your lips and feel warmth pool somewhere low and intimate as he turns the shower on and drops his boxers to the floor.

You close your eyes and turn away, and only go back into the bathroom when Daryl shouts you. You find it hard to look him in the eyes, he has a towel wrapped around his waist and you feel your body reacting to being so close to his half naked body and lick your lips as he puts his arm around your shoulder once more. You hear him drawl in your ear ‘Are ya blushing?’ You shake your head and know your face is betraying you; he pushes the door to his bedroom open and you help him through, sitting him on the bed. He grabs your arm as you pull away and looks into your eyes ‘I saw you lookin’ at me in the bathroom.’ You shake your head and start trying to stammer out and excuse ‘Daryl..I’m sorry..I was just making sure you were ok.’ He moves closer to you, his breath on your face ‘Is that all?’ You lick your lips and shake your head. He smiles at you ‘C’mere.’ As he pulls you towards him, the towel falls to the floor.

Negan’s gain (With Rick)

Anon:

Could you a imagine where you are Rick’s Girlfriend. But Negan takes you and you cheat on Rick but regret it! And have some mixed emotions like a reader and Negan.

(Reader x Rick)

(Reader x Negan)

Warning: Smut!

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Long Time Coming - Daryl Dixon Imagine Request

mrssamirnasri asked: Hey Amazing Writer you :3 wondered if you could do an Imagine where Daryl & The Reader go on a Run but Stuff happens and they Spend the Night Together held up somewhere & it’s up to you Whether you Go Fluff or Smut. I trust you’re Creative Amazingness! <3 - I was really nervous writing this one because you’re such a lovely person to me @mrssamirnasri and I didn’t want to let you down..I hope you like it and thank you for reading my work, requesting this and generally being so wonderful and supportive! :)

‘This way.’ You follow Daryl at a half run as you find yourself surrounded by walkers ‘Daryl what are we gonna do?’ He shushes you with a finger to his lips and cautiously approaches what looks like an abandoned convenience store. He approaches it stealthily, crouched down low. You follow suit. He pushes open the doors and brings his crossbow up to his face ‘Looks empty…Quick.’ He pulls the doors shut and starts looking for something to barricade the doors with. You find a metal rod which Daryl takes from you and bends slightly at the end, you can’t help but notice his biceps as he does so and your face flushes. He pushes it through the handles. ‘We’ll move some of that here and then look around.’ You nod your head and help him push some bulkier items in front of the doors. The windows already have metal grates on them so you don’t need to worry about those. You scout out the rest of the place with Daryl, there are a couple of walkers in the back but you make quick work of them. Daryl leans against a table near one of the windows and looks outside. ‘How’s it lookin’?’ He glances at you and then back outside ‘Think we lost most of em’ should stay here for a bit though to be sure.’ You nod your head and look around the room. You take off your jacket and pull your hair away from your neck, enjoying the momentary cool. Daryl glances over at you and then quickly looks away. ‘I’ll see if there’s anything to eat or drink.’ He nods his head at you; you rummage and find some warm bottled water and a pack of crackers way past their date. But in this world you can’t afford to be picky and this is pretty much a feast not to be scoffed at. You walk through to the front of the shop and pass Daryl one of the bottles. He looks you in the eyes ‘Thanks.’ You smile at him and take a sip of your water ‘I never noticed your eyes.’ Daryl shrugs his shoulders ‘They’ve always been there.’ You smile at his sarcasm ‘No shit…I just meant..I never noticed how blue they are.’ He coughs a little and looks out of the window. ‘Find any food.’ You show him the crackers you found. ‘It’ll do.’ He takes some from you and starts chewing on one.

You settle down on the floor under the window, your back resting against the wall. You stretch your legs out in front of you and take a deep breath. It’s only when you’re sitting still that you realise how many aches and pains you have on your body. You arms have fading yellow bruises on them from your last encounter with walkers, you stretch your hand to your shoulder and gently rub. ‘You ok?’ He’d been so quiet, you’d almost forgot he was there. You nod your head and smile ‘Yeah, just taking a moment to work out the kinks.’ Daryl moves away from the table and puts his crossbow down ‘C’mere.’ You stand up and walk towards him; he rubs his hands together and gently kneads your shoulders, the touch of his hands on the bare skin of your shoulders making the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. You close your eyes and let out a low moan ‘Oh that’s so good.’ He brushes the hair from your neck and one of the straps of your top falls from your shoulder and down your arm. ‘Sorry.’ You let it hang there ‘S’ok….Do you want me to do you?’ you turn around and look at Daryl, his cheeks flush with colour and he drags his hand through the back of his hair ‘Hmm..’ You laugh and shake your head ‘Oh god..That sounded wrong..I meant your shoulders.’ A small smile flickers across his mouth and he shakes his head. You tilt your head and look in his eyes, captivated by how blue they are. ‘You sure..I was once told I’m pretty good!’ He smiles at you and you feel yourself melt, it’s literally the nicest thing you’ve ever seen. ‘N’aww I’m good..But I’ll do yours for a bit longer if you wan’?’

You turn your back to him and move your hair away ‘I could get used to this.’ He starts rubbing your shoulders again, and you feel the tension and knots slowly being eased out with his fingers. His touch surprisingly soft, you feel him step closer to you and the combination of his hands working on your body and the feel of his breath on your neck makes you shiver.  ‘Mmmm.’ The thing that happens next makes your whole body scream with pleasure, you feel Daryl’s hands move away and rest gently on your hips, as he kisses you gently on the base of your neck. Your eyes flicker shut and you breathe in deeply. He kisses up and nibbles on your ear, his hands coming round and holding you. You turn around to look at him, his eyes burning with intensity ‘Is this ok?’ You trace your hands up his body and wrap them around his neck ‘Do you see me movin’ away?’ He looks you in the eyes and moves slowly towards your mouth, his kiss soft and reluctant. The kisses become more urgent and Daryl tugs his top over his head as you mimic his actions, you crash into one another once more and find yourself on the floor with Daryl between your legs, kissing you and touching your body urgently. Your breath becomes ragged and as you look into his face, you realise that this has been a long time coming.

[SUMMARY: Daryl and Negan both like Sheila.] Daryls version.

Daryl and Sheila.

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[SUMMARY: Daryl catches you masturbating.]

Daryl and Shelby.

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Norman Reedus - I’ll Prove It

Imagine being on the show and you and Norman are really close because your characters practically live in each others pockets. You both like each other but you are unsure about pursuing anything because of the age gap (You’re in your mid/late 20′s) and you don’t want it to affect your work. Then one day he does something to prove to you that the two of you should be together.

Norman x Reader

Requested by Anon

Prologue

You had been on the show ‘The Walking Dead’ since season 1 and it wad definitely the best job you had ever had. Over the six yeas that you had been on the show you considered all of the cast and crew family, there was one person that you loved more than the rest, and that person was Norman Reedus.

Chapter 1

You threw open the door to the RV and were smacked by cool air and you threw your head back a little and smiled, you loved this RV because of it’s built in air conditioning. You flopped down next to Norman who chuckled at your sweaty tired appearance.

“You laughing at me Reedus?” you said playfully as you rested your head against his shoulder and he wrapped his arm round you.

To anyone who didn’t know the two of you, this scene would have looked like an ordinary, happy couple spending some time together, but the two of you  weren’t even a couple, you did however have strong feelings for one another, you both knew it and so did everyone else on set but you were unsure about pursuing anything because you didn’t want to ruin your friendship and you definitely didn’t it to affect your work if it didn’t work out. There was another reason why you were unsure about pursuing anything. The age gap, you were 27 and Norman was 47. He has asked you out a couple of times but you always told him no and you told him why and he seemed to understand.

“I would never do that Y/N” he replied as he rubbed your arm. “Hey Y/N?” you looked up at him and smiled, he took his as a sign to continue speaking “Come to mine for a drink and some dinner tonight?” you sat up and looked at him and let out a sigh.

“Norman. If this is you asking me on a date I-” he held up his hands to stop you

“Not a date. just a drink and a takeout pizza or something. Please” he looked at you with that puppy dog look that always worked so well on you.

“Fine, fine. Drink and takeout, sounds fun” his face lit up when you said you would come. He was clearly looking forward to tonight, as were you.

Little did you know that he was planning something to prove to you that you and him should be together.

Chapter 2

You pulled up at Norman’s place at 8 that night. You parked your Chevy impala on the driveway behind Norman’s Harley and locked the car door before walking up to the house. You were dressed in jeans and a plaid shirt with a black top underneath.

You knocked on the door and smiled at Norman when he swung it open ad he returned the gesture as you stepped inside. You slipped off your boots before following him through to the living room where he had a bottle of your favorite alcohol, your favorite movies and your favorite type of pizza set up on the coffee table.

“Thought this wasn’t a date?” Norman turned to face you as you spoke to him, you had your arms crossed and your eyebrows furrowed, it looked like he was blushing but you couldn’t be one hundred percent sure because of all of the hair in his face.

After a couple minutes of silence and him awkwardly shuffling his feet, he looked up at you and cleared his throat. You moved your eyes from the window to him, your eyes connected and you felt the heat rush to your cheeks.

“I know I said this wasn’t a date but I just need to prove to you that we should be together. You know it, I know it, the whole cast and crew know it, hell even the fans know it. Please just have this date with me, me, you, your favorite movies, drinks and pizza. Please”

“Norman, the age gap. There’ s twenty years between us, what happens if it ends bad? We wouldn’t be able to be friends, we wouldn’t be able to work together, I just, I can’t, I can’t handle losing you Norman. Not you, I just-” you were cut off mid sentence by Norman crashing his lips to yours, it took you by surprise but after a few seconds you sunk into the kiss and softly kissed him back, when you did he cupped the back of your head with his hand pulling you closer to him.

Chapter 3

You didn’t know how much time had passed while you and Norman were kissing passionately in his living room but you didn’t care, hours could have passed but as long as you were stood here kissing the man you had fallen hopelessly in love with you just didn’t care.

When he pulled out of the kiss you whimpered a little at the loss of his lips on yours, he had your face cupped in his hands as he gazed lovingly into your eyes.

“Wow. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to kiss you Y/N” he smiled at you.

“Oh I think I know” you told him playful wink and he chuckled at you.

“Do you believe me now? That it doesn’t matter that there’s twenty years between us? And that we should be together?”

You smiled at him and nodded your head “I do. I really do” his face lit up wen you said that.

“I love you Y/N”

“I love you too Norman, Wow i feels good to say that out loud” he smiled at you before pulling you in for another breathtaking, passionate kiss.

[SUMMARY: SOME COMIC BOOK SPOILERS AHEAD* Caroline is responsible for watching Negan in his cell. When the two begin to like each other and fluff/smut.]

Negan and Caroline.

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