'𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝘼𝙘𝙘𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝘿𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙚...' *** Her world was empty long before the real one came to an end, and she was forced to resort to trusting strangers. Dead bodies walked the Earth, and the living had two options; band together and live, or turn on one another, and die. Tori makes friends (and enemies) within the group she finds herself a part of. One man stands out as the most irritating, yet the one who also has the biggest heart of all of them. They drive each other crazy, but craziness is to be expected at the end of the world. She battles the harsh realities of the new world, as well as the internal struggle that continues to cripple her mind and body alike. *** [Daryl Dixon x OC] [Sexual Content] [TWD - Season 1-11] [Started 6/7/2023] [Finished ???]

she never planned on joining the hard life. she never planned on living with a cop. she never planned on her entire life falling apart. she did plan for the end of the world, though. she welcomed the end with open arms and a smile. .hyejin yoo.

▐ . . .the world was on fire, and no one could save me but you (Redoing chapters.) the walking dead, S1-?? in progress, slow updates g.r x male oc, slow burn © GIVEMEARAYBULL. 2025

-.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. 𝐓𝐖𝐃 | 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦; 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥. 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵? 𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰. (IN PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!!) rick grimes x fem! oc season two-season six @2019 | misslovqly

Bambi was an understatement. Bambi was what they called her. But she wasn't a deer in the forest. She was the hunter that never missed. ๏ With the world driven mad with chaos and infection, Bentley finds herself alone from the beginning. She soon finds people, and becomes one of them. She groups their group, their family. And this family helps her see how alone she truly was. Bambi was what her parents called her. Bambi was the little inside joke. Bambi was what they called her. Bambi was the lie. season one - complete season two - complete season three - complete season four - complete season five - writing season six - writing season seven - writing season eight - unstarted season nine - unstarted season ten - unstarted season eleven - unstarted ๏ And so, without taking another chance, instead swallowing herself the hard pill of risk, she strutted towards what could lead to her imminent death with something that could described as confidence. ๏ "Don't do that. Don't try and pretend you're some meek, pathetic little girl." Daryl warned her. "I see your vicious eyes turning gears in your mind." ๏ ๏ #1 in twd (28/01/2024) #1 in ynstories (29/01/2024) (also, lol im changing it to an oc) #1 in daryldixon (10/04/24) ❪ 𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚!𝙤𝙘 ❫ ─── © -AFRICKENGOD

❝you're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be, and I don't wanna go home right now❞ ― glenn rhee x oc ― season 1-7 FIRST PLACE 2024 fanfic awards © bairdsrhee, 2024 cover by togeez

She was immense. Six foot three, maybe taller, with shoulders that could rival a linebacker's. Her arms were thick with corded muscle and the most striking thing was the network of scars that laced her skin. Some were thin and silvery, others thick and puckered, a roadmap of old battles and harsh encounters. The most astonishing one was the one on her face. Covering most of her cheek and over her left eye, parting her eyebrow. Her left eye was a milky white while the other eye was a bright brown, telling all that she was half-blinded. Deanna's smile faltered. She forced a little chuckle. "That's... well, that's Frankie." Frankie didn't acknowledge their presence. She was busy hoisting a massive crate of what looked like salvaged farm equipment. She moved with a fluid grace that belied her hulking size. When she did look their way, her gaze was cold as glacial ice. "We call her Frankenstein," Spencer said, his voice confident, humorous. **** Daryl Dixon x Female OC No little petite OC who's sassy. This is a gladiator woman who Daryl Dixon becomes obsessed with! A blushing mess, really. And she's big, thick and badass. Enjoy :3

I'm not a violent dog. I don't know why I bite. The Walking Dead © TRISS

It's dirty, this thing between them. Bruised knuckles, whispered prayers that taste like sin, soft hands pressing where it hurts the most. Freya's always known how to survive men who want to own her. She's never known how to survive one who wants to keep her. And Daryl? He never thought he'd want anything bad enough to ruin himself for it. Until her. This is not a love story. It's a story about wanting the wrong person in all the right ways. About how sometimes, to be saved, you first have to be ruined. (alternate universe to my silent intimacy, daryl dixon fic so you should probs read that first but it's not like mandatory) daryl dixon x oc smut warning pre apocalypse