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Another fix-it fic for 9x08. Jesus will never die on my watch.
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01 Jul 2026
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You watch him, sometimes.
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01 Jul 2026
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Daryl refuses to share a room with Jesus in an old motel they're spending the night in on their way back to Alexandria from a run, but when he does he's surprised with what happens. What seemed like a sad, cold night turned into a passionate, full of love night.
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01 Jul 2026
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Set after 7x08, assumes the group left for The Kingdom the next day, giving Daryl a night to deal with everything that happened.
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01 Jul 2026
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"All I could think about was his disgusting breath against my neck, the way his body was pressing against me from behind. I was frozen on the spot, and then he called me pretty boy, his mouth right against my ear…"
Daryl Dixon had his demons, there was no doubts. But during all the time he's been living with Paul Rovia, he never quite realized that the younger man had his, too.
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- Part 1 of Purple Rain
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30 Jun 2026
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There's no way in hell Daryl's wearing the ugly sweater Paul made him. No way. Not happening.
Until Paul points out that things that go on must also come off.
(Or some holiday Desus smut.)
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- Part 3 of Desus Holiday Bingo '17
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30 Jun 2026
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What starts out as some playful dirty talk from alpha to omega turns into an unexpected, but welcome, revelation for both Gil and Malcolm, and the possibility that their future together will be more full than either of them ever imagined.
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30 Jun 2026
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“And why exactly does it need to be you that goes in?” Gil sighs, sounding resigned to the fact that Malcolm will be putting himself in danger. Again. “Wouldn’t JT be a better option. More of a threat, because of his stature?”
Malcolm doesn’t miss the way JT puffs his chest out at the statement, clearly taking it as a compliment.
“While JT is certainly more physically imposing,” Malcolm says, tilting his head towards the detective to hide the small smile that’s tugging at his lips, “I need to be able to read Jake’s reactions. His body language, his autonomic responses, even the words he chooses. It’s the only way to know for sure whether or not he’s a sadist.”
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- Part 6 of mpreg rewrites - season 1
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30 Jun 2026
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Malcolm watches the pandemonium play out around him, feeling an odd sort of disconnect from his surroundings, like he's merely a witness amongst the chaos. He looks from the landmine to his husband, from JT to Edrisa, but it barely even registers. The only thing that feels real is his hand on the bomb, keeping his team and his child from being vaporized.
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- Part 5 of mpreg rewrites - season 1
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30 Jun 2026
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"Could you…" Paul sighed. « Could you drink that elsewhere?"
"Why?"
Of course Daryl wouldn’t let go of him without some explanations.
"I don’t like alcohol." he said.In which Paul Rovia reveals a dark story from his past, and Daryl confesses things, too.
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- Part 2 of Purple Rain
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30 Jun 2026
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Lunch had only been omelettes with mushrooms and fresh garden vegetables, but they had both enjoyed it, the simple gratitude easily read through their new soul bond. Daryl marvelled at it, this strange new sensation of the hum of another person’s mind and emotions in the back of his own head. It was horrible at first, the lack of privacy, the knowledge he’d never be truly alone again, but in a very short space of time, he found he actually quite liked it. There were no actual words, more flickers of colours and partly-formed pictures accompanied by vague suggestions of feelings.
One thing, however, became increasingly clear as they sat at the table, eating.Series
- Part 2 of Souls
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30 Jun 2026
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The moon shone high in the sky, glistening against sweat-drenched hair and hot blood on pavement. As the last tire squealed out of earshot, sobs bubbled out of chests and jeans scratched against the road as one embraced another.
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30 Jun 2026
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"Are you that desperate that you're coming to me for advice on your love life?" Tara mocked.
Yes. Yes, he was. Because it'd been three hours since the sun had gone down now, it was getting colder by the minute, and Jesus refused to listen to him.
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30 Jun 2026
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My one-shot fix for the Season 9 midseason finale. Because killing off Paul Jesus Rovia was a cop-out, and not allowing his full potential to be shown was a waste. Gay characters deserve better.
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30 Jun 2026
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Though the war is over, the world is not entirely peaceful; Jesus and Daryl accommodate the best they can.
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30 Jun 2026
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Merle decides to take matters into his own hands when it comes to Daryl's feelings for one Paul Rovia.
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30 Jun 2026
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Paul knows he should get up.
He knows that Daryl will be finishing with his shift soon and return to the room they call theirs, first door on the right next to the stairs of Rick's house, in Alexandria.Yet, he still doesn't want to move. He can hear the faint sounds of Rick and Michonne in the kitchen downstairs, and he's tucked under the sheets of the bed, warm and content, his naked body is rubbing pleasantly against the soft fabric of the covers, making him shiver with pleasure.
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30 Jun 2026
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Feeling the mattress dip around him when Daryl pushes his hands on the bed on each sides of his head, Paul closes his eyes, focusing on his body's sensation and trusting his lover entirely. Daryl parts his legs with his knee, exposing his glistening hole to the cool air of the room, and Paul sighs.
"Ya ready for me?" asks the older man, hot breath caressing Paul's shoulder blades.
"Yes, I wanna feel it. I wanna feel all of you." replies the scout, nodding in the pillow.He knows Daryl will be careful with him at first, the preparation thoughtful but a little light for rough sex. But he truly does think what said, and he likes to feel every inch of Daryl burying himself inside of his body. Thankfully, the hunter wastes no time in checking the accuracy of his words and balances himself on one hand to get a steady hold of his cock with the other, rubbing it against the scout's most private part. Paul sighs again, arching off the bed, trying to get his lover to hurry up and push inside already.
The click of Daryl's tongue stops him tough, and he does not hide the small whimper that slips past his mouth at the sound. He likes when Daryl's all bossy with him, and especially in bed.
"Behave" growls the hunter.
He sounds breathless as well, and Paul smiles. But he does behave, for the moment.
He can faintly scent the engine oil and petrol on the hand still pressing against the mattress next to his head, and although he shouldn't, he breathes in deeply. Not that he particularly likes the smell, but it does smells like Daryl. Like the first time they met, when he tried to steal a truck full of food, a lifetime ago. The scent always comforts him, and it does not fail to help him relax even more this time around.
The head of Daryl's dick pushing past his tight ring of muscles snaps him back into the present and he moans, encouraging his lover to push further in. Daryl is not in the mood to tease, thankfully, and soon he is balls deep inside his lover just like they both want. They moan in unison, Paul enjoying the weight of his lover against his back and inside of his body and Daryl breathing hard and fast against his shoulder blades. The scout can feel the rough fabric of his lover's pants against his ass, contrasting with the warm and soft mattress beneath him. He moans again, and Daryl pull out, only to push back in firmly, pining him to the bed.
"Ah, yes" he lets out, closing his eyes again and burying his head in the pillow.
Not that he doesn't like screaming for his lover, quite the contrary. But Daryl and Michonne are downstairs with Judith, and he really doesn't want to see them smirk all the way through dinner and movie night. Not today. Today, he just wants to enjoy the sex.
Daryl's thrusts are erratic and sharp, brushing against his prostate almost all the time at this point. Paul screams in the pillow when his lover presses hard against it, staying in this position for a couple of seconds, before continuing his ministrations. He feels the mattress protest beneath them, and for a short moment Daryl stops moving, to do something that Paul doesn't look at, too far gone to care. He does whine, though, at the loss of pressure inside of him when his lover shift.
But when Daryl's still clothed chest connect with his back, he smiles. It only lasts for a moment though, before the hunter's pushing an arm around his middle and pulling him in a kneeling position, still buried deep down inside of him, and kisses his neck roughly. The grey hair on his chin tickles Paul just right beneath his ear, and he chuckles a little, breath turning into a moan when Daryl bits him there.
"Like that?" he asks throat dry.
Paul knows that Daryl's not trying to dirty talk. He knows that any other man would have probably tried to, when asking him if he loved it this way, but there was always a deep insecurity accompanying Daryl each time they made love, no matter how many times they did it by now. So he nods, swallowing with some difficulty. It's hard to think or form coherent words, when the pressure inside of him feels so good.
"Yeah. Yeah, Daryl, just like that."
Feeling more confident about himself, Daryl does not hesitate to grab a fistful of the scouts hair this time, yanking his head back without violence and attacking his throat with tiny nips and kisses, making Paul moan out loud.
So much for discretion.
He keeps moving then, and Paul can feel himself lose it very fast, his climax approaching. This position allows Daryl to go deeper, to press everywhere against his tight walls and Daryl's thrusts go stronger, his entire body tensing behind him. Combined with his hard and powerful trusts, he can feel the rough fabric of the hunter's jeans and shirt on his naked skin, and it is all he needs to come undone, with the thought of his lover's body against his own through the small barrier of the clothes.
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“Maybe I was a little curious. I saw you putting that box in your pack. Seemed like something you didn’t want anyone to notice.”
Daryl ground his teeth together. “So you went n’ shoved your nose in my goddamn business.”
Jesus offered him a small wince full of false contrition. “It’s a bad habit.”
“Good way to get your face smashed in,” Daryl said. He shifted again, his arm twitching at his side, needing to move.
Jesus only smiled, turning his head away as if to try and hide it.
“Maybe,” he conceded, when he turned back to meet Daryl’s eyes. “I don’t mind getting physical. If you want to work out some of your frustrations, I could go for a grapple.”
Daryl’s mouth felt dry. He swallowed once, then again. It didn’t help.
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OR5 times everyone thought Daryl and Jesus were hooking up when they were dyeing Daryl's roots +1 time they weren't
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30 Jun 2026
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Jesus is sitting on the stairs of his trailer, beating himself up because he couldn't convince Sasha to stay. Maggie comes to comfort him and Jesus find himself opening up to her about some really personal things.
aka what I wish would happened in 7x14
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30 Jun 2026
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libero, libero (nel corpo e lo spirito) by demonicneonfishy
Fandoms: The Old Guard (Movie 2020)
06 Feb 2022
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And so these are the three things he knows, when he cannot be sure of anything else:
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the water is dark, and cold, and heavy.
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Five hundred years ago, Yusuf was cast into the ocean. Now he's out, but nothing is as he remembers it anymore. Not even his family.Series
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30 Jun 2026