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i love this stupid ass photo of him staring so much

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I love personalization. I love stickers on water bottles and on laptops. I love shitty marker drawing on the toes of converse. I love hand embroidered doodles on jeans. I love posters on walls. I love knick knacks on shelves. I love jewelry with goofy charms. I love when people take things and make them theirs.

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Dating Carl Grimes (hcs)

x gn!reader

this boy is so whipped for you, like actually loves you so much

you ask for something? he's gunna go get it. wish it was sunny out?he'll fist fight the clouds for you.

he's protective too, especially after you guys got to Alexandria, with all the other teen taking an interest in you, he always wanted to remind them your taken.

PLEASE PLAY WITH HIS HAIR he loves it, his favorite it when you braid it.

one time you left the small braids in his hair overnight my accident and he woke up with curly hair, you almost died that morning.

you guys are always plotting something together. weather its sneaking out of the walls to go for a picnic or hair dye into the shower heads at the prison, you too are always up to no good.

sorry this is short and not proof read!! ive been struggling with school lately so writings been on the backburner

Five More Minutes

Daryl x Gn!Reader Drabble

The sun streamed through the shades covering you two from the outside world and illuminated the face of the man next to you. He was still sleeping, but you knew he would be up soon as the sun was just emerging from the horizon. His arm had found you in the night and was now draped across your middle, holding you in the embrace you have found comfort in so many times.

Quiet moments where hard to come by in the apocalypse, so you cherished these few minutes of peace in you and Daryl's shared before starting the day.

The subtle rise and fall of his chest and his closed eyes was the calmest you ever saw him, and you tried to memorize every detail of his face in these minutes before life started up again.

Soon enough the urge to let him sleep was over run by the urge to touch him, and your hand moved from its position next to you and traveled his dark umber locks, pushing a few messy strands away from his face. Daryls nose twitched at the movement and his fingers tightened around your side, almost reassuring himself you where actually there before he blearily opened his eyes. As soon as he did his eyes closed again in a yawn.

"Morning sleeping beauty" You chided.

Daryl grumbled slightly but you could see the ghost of a smile hinting at his lips.

"Mornin'" His gravely voice was quiet, still weighed down by sleep. Arms stretching as he made a move to get up for the day his hand leaves your side and you frowed.

"Can't we just stay in bed a little longer?" You knew you both had jobs and duties to attend to, but you couldn't help yourself from wanting just five more minutes in bed with Daryl. After a second of silence he let his body fall back onto the bed next to you.

"If someone's pissed I's late to the council meeting m' blamin' you" He draped his arm around you again and you gladly cuddled into the comfort of his chest.

"Fair trade"

woke up and immediately checked the news to make sure they hadn't caught him