ᴄᴀʀʟ ɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱ x ᴜɴᴅᴇᴀᴅ ꜰᴇᴍ!ᴏᴄ ♱ 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫. ♱ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞. ♱ ᴛᴡᴅ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ 7 ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ᴏɴ "ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ" 2018

Benjamin Moon Benny. Ben. Moon. Mr. Sandman. He stands six-foot-three in a world that has learned to stay low. Broad through the shoulders, thick through the arms, built like something the old world used to send into places it didn't expect to come back from. Muscle earned the hard way. Brains sharpened the harder way. Survival isn't a skill he practices; it's the only language he still speaks fluently. The Dixons followed him. That fact sits in the air around him like gun oil and old blood. He pulled the eldest off the dirt when the dead were already close enough to taste him, hauled a man who didn't want saving out of a mouthful of teeth and rot, and never asked for thanks. He doesn't collect debts. He collects people who can keep walking. There is nowhere left for him to go. No name on a map. No door he is expected to knock on. The last of his old life burned out years ago, and he did not look back long enough to mourn it. What remains is simpler and heavier: protect the ones close enough to reach. That is the whole religion. That is the whole war. For as long as he can remember, it has been him and Sunny. Sunny was made for the army-bred, trained, and pointed at human problems. Now the problems wear gray skin and empty eyes, and the dog has not forgotten how to work. He moves at Ben's heel like a second shadow with teeth. When the night goes quiet in that wrong, listening way, Sunny is already looking at the trees. He does not promise safety. He promises he will stand between what is coming and whoever is still breathing behind him. In this world, that is as close to love as some men get. This is an OC story I dont own the walking dead only my character ive changed some of hte story to fit what I want jsut saying and also this is mainly like a daryl x oc but its kinda a free for all until the prison section then its more Daryl. Rankings: no.1 in Dixon no.1 Military no.1 Zombie no.1 Thewalkingdead no.1 carlgrimes

Jacob Alexander traveled from another world to the Teen Wolf universe, arriving with a sign-in system just two days before Scott McCall was bitten by Peter Hale. As a weredragon and an avid fan of the show, Jacob plans to enjoy his new reality to the fullest. He'll befriend Stiles and Scott, stir up some fun, and-if he's lucky-maybe even realize his dream of building a harem. A Quick Note: This fanfiction doesn't take itself too seriously. It's pure fun, packed with chaos, and yes-it's a harem story. So, check your brain at the door and just enjoy the ride. Disclaimer: Teen Wolf, Game of Thrones, and all other referenced works, characters, and settings belong to their respective owners. I claim no rights to any of them. World Progression: Chapters 1-170: Beacon Hills (Teen Wolf universe) Chapter 171: The MC went to Westeros (Game of Thrones universe) if you like this story and want to support me please go to: patreon.com/Ayoub_AMZ926 35 Chapters ahead of webnovel

{𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘭 𝘋𝘪𝘹𝘰𝘯/𝘖𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳} ~~~ c l a w i n g "Cut that out, ya' got mites or somthin'?" s c r a t c h i n g "Mm- Feels more like Poison Oak." p u l l i n g "Tch, I know that feelin'" ~~~ From a young age Daniel Peletier's mind played tricks on him, the voices whispered, taunting him, harassing him. The shadows haunted him, in doorways, outside, as the face of his loved ones. Memories distorted. Faces distorted. Reality distorted. With his mom and younger sister being the only grounding factors in his life, how will a certain hotheaded redneck weasel his way into Daniels world, where most everything feels wrong? ~~~ ✮⋆˙ season 1 - ? ✮⋆˙ update frequency varies!! ✮⋆˙ TW: drugs, alcoholism, self harm, abuse, violence, explicit sexual content, sexual assult, homophobia, offensive language, mental illness. ⋆˚꩜｡ started - Sep 20th, 2025 ⋆˚꩜｡ finished - MILESTONES!! #1 in #malexmale Oct 9, 2025 #1 in #twdfanfic Nov 11, 2025 #1 in #daryl Dec 9, 2025 #1 in #daryldixon Dec 16, 2025 #1 in #twd March 2, 2026 COPYRIGHT DISCLAIMER: I do not own any characters or plot lines from the television show The Walking Dead. All rights go to AMC and their original writers and creators. I only own Daniel and his story. There will be some moments not in the show and some moments from the show that will be rewritten entirely. ~~~ GONNA TRY AND SLOW-BURN BUT I SUCK AT WRITING ;-;

Previously known as Savior 《TWD Fanfiction》 "He's a monster." "How can you say that? Look at him!" ... "Would a monster protect children that weren't his own!? Wake up, Lori! He's not the monster here, Shane is!!" When the dead start to walk, it's survival of the fittest and Alexander has no problem with that. But can he keep the darkness lurking at the surface at bay while keeping his sanity? Patience and humanity are tested as everyone is trying to survive and keep their loved ones safe. This loosely follows season 1 and season 2 of The Walking Dead. Further than that it's my imagination, most of the characters in further seasons will gradually be added as the story progresses. The dialogue will not follow the show or the comics. The ages won't follow the show. Some of the characters will be younger and other characters will be added. The Walking Dead belongs to AMC. OCs belong to me. ⚠Warning⚠ ● Violence ● Death ●Blood ● Sexual content ● Sexual harassment ● Attempted sexual assault ●Very strong language ●Child Death ●Miscarriage TWD timeline is nonexistent. (More modern timeline.) All translations might not be accurate, so I apologize in advance.

Crossing paths with a handsome human in a town full of undead was the last thing Amelia was expecting. Shane Walsh offers her solace, safety and protection. But which is more dangerous? Surviving the corpse ridden world on her own or falling in love? Shane Walsh x fmc [The Walking Dead, Season 1 & 2] WARNING: This story touches on suicide, death, loss and grief. Also includes language and depictions of violence. (And a lil bit of smut.) #1 in #jonbernthal: March-July, 2023 + Nov, 2023 + Feb, 2024.

Luke Li transmigrates into the world of The Walking Dead, just three days before the apocalypse begins. Then he awakens the Project Zomboid System. All-profession mastery, blueprint crafting, attribute panels. Everything is maxed out. But the most absurd ability of all is that he can see the buffs above everyone's head. That man who claims he wasn't bitten? [Infected - Mid Stage] That stranger smiling as he offers him water? [Deception] and [Hostility] And Shane, who keeps thinking about stabbing Rick in the back? The [Killing Intent] above his head grows darker by the day. "No one can hide anything from me." Sophia, I'll find you. Hershel, you won't be beheaded. Glenn, Negan's bat will never touch you. And as for Beth... "In this life, you won't die in that damn hospital." A harem survival story with multiple heroines, including Maggie, Beth, Rosita, and Ada Wong. Includes elements from Project Zomboid, Dying Light, Resident Evil, Fear the Walking Dead, and Z Nation.

Evan Ward wakes in The Walking Dead with a butcher's instincts and a brutal game-like system. Survival is only the start. To protect the few worth saving, he'll have to carve order out of the apocalypse before the walkers, the living, and the Blood Moon turn him into something worse.

Lorelai Galpin has always been an outcast-even among outcasts. Tyler's younger sister, burdened by a father who never understood her and haunted by the truth about her mother, Lorelai hides her genius behind walls of loneliness. Her inventions are her only comfort... until Nevermore introduces her to Pugsley Addams. Dark, strange, and oddly charming, Pugsley sees the brilliance in Lorelai's chaos. As secrets about her family unravel and her "mad scientist" abilities grow more dangerous, Lorelai must decide who she really is-an abandoned mistake, or a power meant to change everything. But when love blooms in the shadows, even monsters can't hide forever.

(cross posted on ao3) au where Tyler is already attending Nevermore by the time Wednesday first joins. Obsessive, fast-paced, and still full of murder. (In typical Wednesday fashion). The boy was tall, his face boyish, his stance non-threatening but an air of dread surrounded him nonetheless. He was pretty, objectively. Strong but lithe. He looked up, meeting her eyes. She looked at him impassively, and his eyes darkened as he took her in. Clearly, he saw something that piqued his interest in the same way hers had been piqued. His aura screamed predator but his stance portrayed prey. Interesting. "Oh my God, Wednesday," Enid's shrill voice interrupted her observations, but Wednesday didn't break eye contact with the strange boy. "Don't look at him!" The girl's voice was shaky with fear. Wednesday turned to look at her, assessing her nervous form. Damn, the boy really was inspiring fear. Wednesday hoped she could quickly inspire the same effect. "Who is he?" "That's Tyler Gaplin. He's a hyde."