Daryl Dixon Was Always Messy, Lets Be Honest. His Room Was Mostly Messy Before The Apocalypse, And So

Daryl Dixon was always messy, let’s be honest. His room was mostly messy before the apocalypse, and so was his attitude. So let’s not be shocked when we find out he’s messy when eating you out. It’s disgusting, really. Lewd noises coming from your heat and your mouth. The tongue he used less than an hour ago to cuss someone out is now doing numbers on your cunt. He’s not stopping till you’re practically dumb just on his tongue.

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YES, OH MY GOSH IVE BEEN OUT

• Seeing Carl with braids was let’s say, an experience. It definitely was weird when you saw it, but you eventually got used to it after time passed.

• Carl is actually so good with kids, it’s crazy. You think it’s so sweet seeing him help Debbie with Franny, hang out with Liam, or if you have younger siblings, him hanging out with them as well.

• If you’re a Latina, trust me babe, he is enjoying that food. Yes he is a white boy, but at least he has taste. He is absolutely munching on empanada while he is high out of his mind.

• He is one of those, “I don’t really listen to music.” Kind of guy. So if you’re obsessed with music just like me, you WILL get him into it. By the time you guys are hitting the 1 year mark if your relationship, he probably knows almost every song from your favorite band.

• Such a sucker for a girl who gets her nails done. He thinks that nails that are just long enough where they feel nice when lightly scratching at his scalp of back are perfect. Adores the color light pink, baby blue, dark red, white, or black on your nails. Also likes French tips as well.

• While shopping at a makeup store, he’ll sit in one of the makeup chairs that aren’t being used and just watch you walk around the store picking up things you would like to buy. He would also 100% swatch lipstick on his arm, putting it in your bag because, “It matches my skin tone. So now when you kiss me it looks even more amazing on me.”

my type if you care

TW; Knife play,

You felt a hand, covered in a leather glove, covering your mouth as you cried out. Your back had arched, sending your chest right into the one that belongs to the masked killer above you. You shouldn’t be enjoying this as much as you should, but you are.

A cold feeling had brought you out of your haze, than a small pinch of pain as you look down from where it was. The knife the killer had to your throat only minutes before was now drawing small cuts on your hips as he abused your cunt.