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venus | 19 | she/he | full-time nerd | college student
currently writing for: jjk, twd, twdg
main blog: @appelcakes

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divider above from aadilshaikh5566 on pinterest, all others made by me
venus | 19 | she/he | full-time nerd | college student
currently writing for: jjk, twd, twdg
main blog: @appelcakes
Hi you don’t have to reply I just wanted to say that I went on your page and saw that you replied to my request and I couldn’t be more happy!! Youre literally awesome
hello my love! truthfully, it has been so long since i've looked at my inbox and i have no clue which request was yours but i just wanted to let you know that i appreciate your kind words nonetheless! they never go unnoticed, i'm glad you enjoyed <3
Heyy!! I saw that you write for jjk :3
I have two ideas for a short drabble about Inumaki, choose the one you like the most (or none)
I prefer fem reader but gn is also completely fine :))
(I also prefer the first idea but its your choice)
Love, Nori ♡
hello love!! i was NOT expecting to take such a long break from tumblr in the middle of taking requests, but life happens... i'm so sorry this took so long for me to get to and i hope you still enjoy this short drabble <3 i went with your first idea, and good luck in pastry school!
based off of this request! this is my first time writing for inumaki and my first time writing in a while lol. hope you all enjoy!
Inumaki may not talk much, but his presence is more assuring than any words could be. Whenever you need him, he's there. Whether you need company running errands, a second set of eyes on your schoolwork, or a taste tester for your baked goods, he's there.
He definitely enjoys tasting what you bake the most. It's become a kind of game between you two, like you're on your own baking show: you bake, he tries it, and he holds up a score card.
Today was no different than all the other days filled with baking and tasting. "Inumaki?" You call out from the kitchen. You've been trying to get your cakes to be less... dense? You aren't quite sure, honestly, all you know is that you switched out a few ingredients, so the end result is sure to be different.
Inumaki knocks on the doorway as he walks in to announce his arrival. "I tried a few new things today, can you let me know how it tastes?" Inumaki hums and grabs a fork, already used to this routine.
You watch as he sinks his fork into the cake and brings it closer to his mouth. Inumaki is never rude towards you, but you still get nervous whenever he tastes something you've made. What if he hates it?
He turns around towards the fridge and grabs a dry erase marker so he can write on the magnetic whiteboard: 9/10.
"Nine!? What's missing?"
Inumaki makes a scooping motion as a smirk appears on his face. You recognize that gesture immediately, it's his way of saying "I need to have more just to make sure it's not a ten."
"No." You say once you realize, "You can't have the whole cake."
He blows a raspberry towards you and turns back around to erase the board and replace it with a 0/10.
His action makes you laugh and you can tell he's trying not to laugh too. "I'll make something you actually can eat tomorrow," there, a peace offering, "Now, I'm going to the living room."
Inumaki follows immediately, wanting to stay close. If he were to list the top three reasons he loves you, your baking wouldn't be top three, but it's definitely a bonus. Ever since he found out you baked (and well, too) he hasn't passed up a single pastry from you.
I enjoyed reading your Daryl, could you please do one about him finding out he's going to be father
hi lovely anon, thank you!! sorry it took me so long to get to your request! i’ve never written anything like this before so i hope you enjoy :)
Daryl finding out he’s going to be a father is about as grand as you’d expect.
Daryl never had a reliable male figure in his life, only men who couldn’t tie their own shoes and call that “true masculinity.” Not knowing what that figure looked like, he wasn’t sure if he could be that or not so he wrote off being a father all together.
Masculinity, to him, didn’t matter in the apocalypse. You either survive or you don’t. Having a family just lessened your individual chance to survive, so it was definitely written off now.
Then he met you. You took care of him even when it inconvenienced you, you helped him like he mattered. He found himself wanting to take care of you too. You made him feel safe and he wanted you to be safe.
When you guys made it to Alexandria and you two were finally able to just be, he couldn’t believe it. He still can’t, not while you’re smiling up at him with a likely expired pregnancy test like it was the second most precious thing in the world, second only to him of course.
Is it real? What if it’s a false positive? Maybe you haven’t gotten your period because of your diet. What if it’s real? What’s scarier: real or fake? What if he’s just like his father, or Merle? Can he do this?
Daryl spends so long staring at you, lost in his own head, you get scared, “Daryl?”
“That real?” You nod. “You’ really..?” You nod again.
Daryl looks between you and the test and pulls you into a hug, as if he’s trying to crush you. He whispers an “okay” into your ear. Regardless of the uncertainties, he’d be there.
When you’re in bed together later that night and you’re asleep, he pulls you into to spoon you and rests his hand on your stomach, getting teary eyed. A kid means someone else to protect, someone to be there for, and he will.
He’s scared, truthfully, but he’s just grateful that he goes through this with you. Yeah, he didn’t think he’d be a good father, a father at all to be honest, but he also didn’t think he’d find someone like you, especially not during the apocalypse. Look where he ended up. He‘ll make it work.
hiii i love your daryl stories you write him so well >-< i was wondering if you could write something with a reader that has long curly hair, and she always has him in a braid or another hairstyle but then one day she didn't have time to do her hair so she just left it loose and daryl sees her hair like that for the first time <3 sorry for the bad grammar english isnt my first language
hi angel! 🤍 i'm absolutely overjoyed to hear that you enjoy my work! this was my first time ever receiving a request. i originally had a clear idea written out in my head but then it turned into this. i hope you like it!
⸻ 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝐺𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑠.
𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝘩𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑖𝑠 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑎 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 / 𝛰𝘩 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑤𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑅𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦 𝑔𝑜𝑒𝑠 / 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑒! / 𝑇𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑒'𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝘩𝑒𝑟 𝘩𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝘩𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒 / 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑎 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑒 / 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑔𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑎 𝑠𝑎𝑦 / 𝑆𝘩𝑒'𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑙𝑙 / 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦...
𝜗౿ — 6.8𝑘. 𝐹𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓. 𝑃𝘩𝑦𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟'𝑠 𝘩𝑎𝑖𝑟. 𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝘩𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑎 𝑟𝑢𝑛, 𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑦𝑙 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑙𝑠 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒. 𝐴𝑛 𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝘩𝑖𝑚 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔.
Daryl loves many things about you. How could he not? You’re easily the most lovable person he’s ever come across.
But the thing he most admires is the calm sense of normalcy you emit. It’s like nothing can throw you off. You live so securely in your little bubble that it sometimes feels like a walker doesn’t even pose a real threath to you. To your body, maybe, but not to your mind, your demeanor, your own sense of reality.
So far, he’s only seen people destroyed by the apocalypse because their sense of reality was taken away from them at once. It feels surreal sometimes still, this place that the world had become.
But never when you were present. Somehow, you managed to make this horror feel… normal? That couldn’t be the right word, this life had become normalcy for most people. No, you accepted it, and this was what intrigued him from day one. What drew him in, what pulled him closer and finally into your bubble, your rosy delusion that stretched to make room for for the whole group. You made them feel at home in a place that was inhospitable. And to Daryl, who didn’t even know he was capable of this emotion, this was big.
It’s not so much of a delusion as it is a coping mechanism, he learns as you shed layer and layer of carefully crafted masks. It makes him feel strangely seen, even though it’s you revealing yourself slowly. Maybe that’s ‘cause he’s known you since the quarry and it’s only now, behind iron bars, that you deem him worthy of seeing all of your true self.
It’s flattering. And… pretty, yeah. Real pretty.
Yet, even though it was more choice than delusion, as much as it gave you power to go on, it grew painful for you at times, too. Daryl knew you clung to old parts of life, sometimes a little too much so.
so freaking cute
rick is the kind of guy whose favorite way of showing you affection is kisses. there are so many ways to kiss you and he’s determined to execute them all. one of you is going on a run and the other is staying back? he’s pulling you into a deep kiss as a way to tell you i‘ll be back/come back to me. he has to leave real quick because someone needs it? quick kiss on the cheek. no matter the context, he will kiss you. he loves having his lips on you. it’s a way to show devotion, love, passion, and his undying loyalty to you.
daryl is the type who expresses his affection with hugs. to him, it’s a way to give him physical reassurance that you’re alive and okay and that what it is between you two is real. while his displays of affection aren’t as bold as others, he never hesitates to pull you into a hug no matter the setting. if he’s just found you after being separated, one of you just returned to camp, or he sees that something is wrong, he immediately pulls you into a hug. his hugs are secure, both arms around you—maybe even a hand holding your head—making sure the both of you are grounded and that you know his love for you is real.
can’t stop thinking about affection from these two it might be a problem
hi! i really enjoyed your other hcs for daryl! i’m also watching twd for the first time right now lol.
i was wondering if you could do hcs for a poc reader x daryl! would he stand up for reader against merle? is he the type to ask questions about where you’re from or just wait until you bring something up? i’m hispanic if it helps you write this at all but this doesn’t have to be catered to hispanics specifically! have a great day :p
I read something briefly where Daryl rejects reader’s touches cause he has to leave somewhere and I can’t stop thinking about all the possibilities of this scenario could you please write more of reader trying to initiate sex and Daryl rejecting for whatever reason (you can pick the reason and how reader reacts)!
hi anon!! thank you for your request! this isn't very angsty. i can't see daryl as the type to have sex with anyone he isn't with nor the type to rudely dismiss his partner. i hope you still enjoy <3
warnings: sexual themes, implied sex, fluff, established relationship
word count: ~600 set in: prison era
summary: you wake up wanting to spend some quality time with daryl, in bed of course, but he has to go out on a run. dismissing your attempts with him, you spend the day sexually frustrated. although, daryl makes sure to make it up to you when he's back.
You start to wake up, rubbing your eyes as if that’d make seeing this early in the morning easier. You can also feel Daryl sitting up, ready to get out of bed.
“C’mon, what’re you in a rush for?” You hold onto Daryl’s arm and sit up to pepper kisses along his shoulder and jaw.
Still somewhat tired, Daryl puts a hand on your shoulder and lightly pushes you away, “I gotta go on a run, told Glenn I’d go wit’ ‘em.”
“Right now?” It wasn’t often you and Daryl had time to yourselves, so the few times you two did have time for yourselves it was either late at night or early in the morning. You just wanted some time together after waking up feeling needier than usual.
“Yeah “right now,” gotta take advantage of daylight.” Daryl gets up and shrugs his vest on before looking back at you, now laying back down. “C’mon, I’ll be back by tonight.”
“Okay,” you mutter, understanding even though you were frustrated. Not with him, but still. You understand why Daryl had to leave, but that didn’t mean it didn’t sting to watch him leave instead of hanging back. It’s not ridiculous to want some time to spend having sex with your boyfriend, is it? Besides, it wasn’t often you woke up like this.
Frustrated or not, you had things to do: helping Rick harvest plants and tend to the garden, completing your own shift on watch, and even helping Carol take care of the kids. It wasn’t long after Daryl left that you decided to just get up and get an early start on the day. Anything to distract you from the worry that always lingers whenever Daryl’s outside the walls and your underlying want for him.
It was a long day’s worth of work and you hadn’t even realized the sun was setting until it was already fully gone. Daryl’s words echo in your head once you realize it’s dark, “C’mon, I’ll be back by tonight.” Right when your worry was about to get the best of you, you hear whoever was currently on watch shout for someone to open the gate, the sound of Daryl’s bike following shortly after.
Whenever Daryl gets back from a run, he always leaves what he got in the makeshift pantry and seeks you out first. Knowing both that he was okay and that he’d come find you soon enough you made your way back to your cell—room (?), you’re still unsure what to call it.
Like clockwork, you take your shoes off and use the tiniest amount of water to “wash” your face before getting into bed. Also like clockwork, Daryl walks in, “Done for the day?”
“Yeah, how was your run?”
“Good,” Daryl places his crossbow next to the bed and takes his shoes off—kicking them off next to yours, an oddly domestic sight now that you think about it—before joining you on the bed.
“Just ‘good’?”
Daryl grunts in acknowledgement and pulls you closer, leaving a hesitant kiss just below your ear. You two have been exclusive for a while, but he still feels unfamiliar with such gentle acts of love.
You turn your head slightly to look at him, giving him an intrigued look. Thankfully, with all the time spent with you, he can read your looks with ease. You’re telling him not to start something he won’t finish right now.
“Told ya I’d be back tonight, didn’ I?”
“You did,” you answer slowly as he kisses you again.
“Gotta make up for leavin’ you frustrated earlier.”
hi guys i'm still experimenting with tumblr banners so if my posts are ugly as shit please lmk im not a graphic design major </3 i have basic canva and a dream (isn't it so stupid you need pro to save transparent backgrounds? i bet the banner looks silly for anyone who isn't using dark mode but we ball!)
anyway thank you sm for all the love of my last few daryl posts!!! my requests are closed for now but hopefully i stay in this writing groove and can crank the rest of them out. drink water!!!
Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Reader
Summary: You try to hide that you’re sick, but Daryl notices your fever and makes you rest. He acts gruff and annoyed at first, but stays by your side all night, changing the cloth on your forehead, bringing you water, and quietly worrying while pretending he isn’t.
You knew you were getting sick before anyone else did.
It started as a weird ache behind your eyes. Then came the chill that clung under your skin no matter how close you stood to the fire. By morning, your throat felt raw, your arms felt too heavy, and every little noise around camp seemed to hit your skull like a hammer.
Still, you got up.
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Hi!! Would you be open to writing jealous daryl headcanons? XD including how he acts when another guy tries to get close to reader
hi anon!! thanks so much for your request, i hope you enjoy!! also, thank all of you so much for 400 followers this past weekend :) i've been getting a more daryl requests, so i'm going to be making a twd masterlist. be on the lookout for that! :p
reqs are still open as of now but may close soon! (ty to everyone who has sent something in)
Daryl is the type of guy who just observes. He doesn't hover over you like you need to be taken care of, he knows you can kick ass if need be, but he likes to observe. He likes knowing where you're working and who you're working with, it gives him peace of mind.
Because of how observant he is, he immediately notices when someone stands a little too close to you or laughs a little too hard at your jokes. He sits back and sees how you handle things because he knows and trusts you. Trusting or not, he's jealous, truly. It brings out some insecurities in him: is he enough for you?
From then on out he's always closer: sitting as close as possible during dinner, making sure whoever was flirting with you notices your head on Daryl's shoulder or your hand in his, things like that. Whenever he isn't close, he's glaring. Everyone around you two notices.
"You're lookin' at 'em like you're gonna kill 'em," Rick says. Daryl just scoffs and gets back to working on whatever he was doing.
He usually doesn't physically get in your business with other people, but if anyone flirting with you were to put their hands on you, Daryl would step in before anyone else could do anything.
Yeah, you could also handle things, but he wants to handle things. This person has been messing with you, Daryl's been trying his best not to let his jealousy get the best of him, and then they have the nerve to put their hands on you? He'll beat them into the ground and no one'll be able to pull him off.
On the off chance that Daryl does interact with someone flirting with you without beating them into the ground, he is so petty. He'll "forget" their name or simply pronounce it wrong, show off if they're out hunting and act like it's something everyone should be able to do, always give them the smaller share of things, etc.
Daryl isn't a man motivated by ego or trying to look like a "real man," but jealousy changes people! Anything that gives him the upper hand against anyone who wants you is a win in his books.
Whenever Daryl is jealous, he doesn't act on it, but it is so obvious. When it's just you two, you immediately confront him about it. Not because you're mad, but because it's funny. He'll try to deny it, use any word but jealous, "Ain't jealous, jus' don' like it when they're that close to ya."
"So you're jealous."
"Ain't say that."
Even though he denies that it's jealousy, it gets to him. He's clingier when it's just you two. "Clingier" in his unique Daryl Dixon version of clingy: wanting to sleep closer to you, not fussing when you mess with his hair, and not being as sarcastic with you.
Daryl isn’t one to hide his affection for you, he simply expresses it in ways that most people miss if they aren’t looking close enough.
Whenever one of you comes back from a supply run and you spot the other, he doesn’t hesitate to pull you in for a hug.
Whenever everyone is huddled around a campfire, he never moves away from you no matter how close you get. If you sit flush against him with your arms and legs touching, he welcomes the warmth but doesn’t address it.
Whenever you two are working together and he gets a cut somewhere, he doesn’t push you away when you gently grab him to see if he’s okay.
Whenever you two are in the back of the truck, he gets out first and turns back with his hand out incase you need it. If it were anyone else getting out the truck after him, it wouldn’t even occur to him to offer his hand.
Sure, Daryl isn’t the type to profess his love from the rooftop or pull you in for a kiss when there’s an audience, but everyone can see how he’s softer with you than anyone else.
They see the way he doesn’t pull away from your touch, the way his shoulders relax when you’re with him, and even the way he starts to expect some small affectionate gesture when you pass by.
He may not be the ideal man for pda, but he never denies himself your affection. He considers himself to be a very lucky man.
if you liked this, my reqs are open for short blurbs similar to this and hcs <3
Hello! This is my first time asking so please go easy on me, but can you do Robert x Magical Girl! Reader? Like Glitter Lucky or Precure Happy
hello love! unfortunately, i don’t write for dispatch anymore! if you’re talking about a different robert then feel free to send in another ask, but the fandoms im currently writing for can be found in my intro 🩶
Actually obsessed with the thought of ex-boyfriend!Daryl carrying around a picture of you from before. Especially if it's just one that was definitely taken with a shitty disposable camera on some random day while you were doing some mundane task. He'd take it out at night when no one was watching and just stare at it. There would he a little worn spot near your face from where he rubbed his thumb over it while he tried to remember what it felt like to be loved. Not in the fucked off way Merle did or the way the other survivors saw usefulness in his abilities but for real. And if he cried a little because he missed you well before the world ended and even more since? Well, that's his business
was at the pool today and couldn't stop thinking about daryl bugging you while you're by the poolside because he wants your attention
Everything was good: the sun crashing down onto your skin, no one else around, just you, the sun, and the soft sounds of the pool water moving around. Then, suddenly, the sun was blocked and it was no longer just you.
"Hell are ya doin'?"
You don't even have to open your eyes and move to know that it's Daryl, your boyfriend, blocking the sun from you. "It's a nice day out, just enjoying the sun."
"I was lookin' for you inside." Daryl, as usual, doesn't offer any sort of context as to why.
"I'm here now," you offer, seeing if he would decide to give you any context. When he doesn't, just looks you up and down and looks around the pool, you speak up again, "Wanna go in the pool with me?"
Daryl scoffs and shakes his head, "I ain't playin' in the damn pool. You jus' wanna see me shirtless."
"Who says I can't want both? But if you really won't go in the pool with me, move so I can feel the sun again."
"Oh, so the sun matters more?"
"I could be having both, but someone is being stingy."
As much as Daryl acts like things are corny or not in his comfort zone, he always ends up by your side. In this case, by your side in the pool, shirtless.