I Just Broke Up With My Bf

Lollipop 🍓

You feel eyes burn into you and look up. You pull the lollipop from your lips.

“You good there?” You say with a smirk.

Daryl clears his throat and bows his head back to his crossbow. He just tuts in response.

“Don’t act like you weren’t just staring.” Your eyes bore into his head, prompting him to give you a real answer.

“I wasn’t.” He says, still not looking at you.

“Sure.” You drag the word out and turn back to your book. You stick your tongue out and gently place the lollipop on it, licking it slowly. The feeling of being watched comes back and you do your best not to smile. You put the lollipop back in your mouth and drag it out again so it makes a popping noise.

“See something you like, Dixon?” You turn to him and smirk. He’s visibly blushing this time.

He doesn’t respond though this time, as he avoids your eye.

You close your book, getting up and stand in front of him. He looks up at you, bewilderment on his face. His eyes dart from smirking, pink-stained lollipop lips, to your eyes and back again.

“Whacha doin’?” He tries to lean back but he’s already pressed against the wall.

Without a word, you pull the lollipop out of your mouth again, dragging it down your tongue before popping back into your mouth. You let your lips slowly pucker when you pull it back out.

“Me? I’m just sucking on this lollipop.” You say innocently.

“I see tha’.” He replies, nervously. “Why you doin’ it in ma face?”

“‘Cause I can feel your eyes burning into me. Honey, I can show you what else this mouth does.” You wink.

He blushes. “What? I…” He fumbles over his words. “Stop.”

“Then stop staring. You’re like a horny teenage boy.” You tease. “It’s quite adorable actually.”

“Shut up.” He looks away again, trying to refocus on his bow but his fingers fumble.

You reach out and tilt his chin up. His eyes immediately find yours and they’re soft this time, making you melt a little inside. You reach forward, placing a slightly sticky kiss on his stubbly cheek. His skin feels hot and rough against your lips, addictive.

You whisper in his ear. “Offer still stands, by the way. Think about it. I know I will.”

You pull away as his hand comes up to his face. “Wha…” his voice trails off. You wink and walk back to your book, as if nothing has happened.

Hear me out !!

Pocahontas

BUT

It's Kalluzeb

Let's..... go lesbians?

The new season is going great

Merle would just throw the orange at you tbh

TWD men and “the orange peel theory”:

Explanation: The theory tests a partner's ability to pick up on unspoken signals. It's an example of "acts of service", a popular love language.

Prompt: You hand them an orange and ask, “can you peel this for me?”

Daryl Dixon

He looks at the orange and then back up at you.

“Sure.” He grumbles, taking the orange. He peels it meticulously but quickly, leaving it whole and hands it back to you.

“Thanks.” You say, reaching to take it.

“Wait, did you want it in segments?” He pulls his hand back slightly, looking between it and you.

“It’s fine like that.” You reach again but he turns away.

He starts breaking it in segments and puts the pieces on a folded out napkin. He wraps it up and hands the napkin ball to you.

“Thank you, you didn’t have to do that.”

He just shrugs.

Rick Grimes

He opens his mouth to speak and closes it again, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. He looks down at the orange, tilts his head briefly and says, “all right.”

He peels it, breaking off a segment and popping it into his mouth. When you frown and start to protest he just winks at you and hands you the orange.

“You owe me an orange segment.” You argue, frowning at him.

He nods at you, smiling. “Noted.”

Negan Smith

“You need my help? Can’t you do that yourself?” He teases, scrutinising you.

You stand there with the orange outstretched. “I mean, yeah.” You mumble, taking the orange back. You press a thumb in to peel it and he snatches it from you.

“Well, don’t get all sad. I’ll do it. But you owe me.” He looks up at you mid-peel and winks.

“For peeling an orange?” You question, watching his hands work.

“I’m just teasing. But don’t expect this princess treatment all the time or the others’ll get jealous.” He teases and hands the orange back to you, binning the peels.

Merle Dixon

He chuckles at you. “Need help peeling an orange?”

“I just…want you to peel it for me. Please.” You hold out the orange for him.

“Why? Can’t you do it?” He leans forward on the bed, elbows on knees.

“‘Course I can. I just…I was just hoping.” Your hand drops slightly.

He lifts up his knife hand. “I only got one hand. How do you expect me to do it?” He chuckles again and you press your thumb in to start peeling it yourself.

“True. Never mind.” You’d walk away disappointed, peeling away the skin.

"Jayce has two hands" so do I. outta my way hammer boy, I'm about to get it

Oh so it’s been months since Caitlyn and Ambessa’s fascist takeover? On one hand, nice that Caitlyn hadn’t completely lost it yet. On the other…she oppressed Zaun for months with no sign of Jinx. No progress on her quest for vengeance, barely any organized resistance from Zaun, but of course…the oppression didn’t stop.

You have no power here.

Idk if I’m insane or just have major issues but

Why is Alastor Moody suddenly attractive?

Am I the only one who feels this way… please someone tell me I’m not fucking crazy