"Dale.." The words died in Riven's throat as he turned to look at Dale. Dale was lying on the ground, and his eyes were wide, horrified. His stomach was ripped open, and he was panting and moaning in pain, gurgling. Riven fell to his knees beside him, shaking his head in denial. Not Dale, Dale can't die, not him. "Just.. just hold on," "Help! We need help over here!" Riven shouted as loud as he could, hoping the others could hear him. "Shit, fuck, what do i do?" Tears welled up in his eyes as he removed his jacket, his hands were shaking as he placed his jacket over Dale's stomach causing Dale to gurgle. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, old man.. help!" Dale's hand touched his arm, and Riven looked at him as tears slid down his face, blurring his vision, but Riven could see Dale reaching for his knife. "No, no, we can.. Hershel can help you." He was trying to convince himself that Dale wasn't dying, but there was no hope for Dale. He was in pain, and he was asking for mercy. Riven reached for his knife, his fingers curling around the leather, and he sniffled, nodding his head. "I'm sorry.." "I'm so sorry."

He comes to a short-lived stop. To my surprise, he goes towards the flowers and kneels. I stroll over to him slowly, standing above him. He picks one gently off the stem, which was even more surprising. "For me? Ya' shouldn't have." I joke with the bowman. He lets out a sigh as a response to my flirtatious comment, standing up. "'ts a cherokee rose." Daryl Dixon x Male Oc, Percy Greene There will be a trigger warning at the beginning of the page for everything present in the chapter besides eating disorder behavior and violence/gore, as this involves Percy's eating disorder, trauma and this is set in The Walking Dead. Percy had been struggling with his ed for years, and the apocalypse is not helping. The main focus is the dynamic between Daryl and Percy, as Daryl slowly finds out about and helps Percy get through his eating disorder. I do not own any characters in this story besides Percy Greene, who is my own original character. All characters besides him are from The Walking Dead. #25 in twd (5/30/24) #24 in maggierhee (5/30/24) #34 in thewalkingdead (5/29/24) #11 in bethgreene (7/2/24)

Fraser Banks is fifteen years old with a thousand years' worth of weight resting on his shoulders-a younger sister to care for, a neglectful and abusive father, loads of schoolwork to do, money to make. Each day is a blur, and lately, Fraser has been feeling himself slip away, falling deeper and deeper into the darkness of his own mind. It's not until he meets a kind-hearted, quick-witted, and wickedly beautiful girl named Luca that anyone is there to catch him. • ⚠️ This book has mature themes such as abuse, mental health struggles, and suicide. Proceed with caution.⚠️ Prequel to Future Ghosts, my The Walking Dead fanfiction. If there are any typos/errors, please don't hesitate to point them out so I can fix them! Comments are greatly appreciated! Enjoy!

-ˏˋ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ, ɪ'ᴅ ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ.ˊˎ- Elodie Price had never heard the soft breeze of the wind or the sound of birds singing in the trees. After losing her older brother and her mother, the world had become grey. Ten years old, and already the universe had stripped her of everything. She couldn't see any reason to keep moving, no one to protect her. The Walkers would find her soon enough. With her hearing loss, she wouldn't even hear them coming. She could barely hear the world screaming around her. Her mother had always been harsh - never quite satisfied with anything Elodie did - and her brother distant. The little bits of love that trickled through, the faint scraps of affection, always seemed to slip through her fingers like water. She didn't belong. Not to them, not to anyone. So when she had come to the conclusion that maybe it was her turn to go, she never expected anyone to care. She never expected anyone to save her. Certainly not someone like Daryl Dixon. 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰; ©𝙙𝙞𝙭𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙: 𝙛𝙚𝙗. 𝟭𝟮 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙: - updates set in season 5 (the earlier chapters truly suck in my opinion, so once you get to like chapter 10 or so it gets better :,P) DISCLAIMER: I do not own The Walking Dead, or its storyline. I only own my orignal characters.

𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘭 𝘋𝘪𝘹𝘰𝘯/𝘖𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 Sydney Collins is 'blessed' with a gift of never dying, waking up time and time again, accident after accident. When the apocalypse hits, he finds himself in the company of a little girl who is lost from her group. What else could he do but help her? TW/CW: Implied/Referenced Suicide, Drugs, Overdoses, Death, Like lots of death, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Sexual Assault/Non-con and even more death. ＠ｃｏｌｏｕｒｆｕｌｐｅａｃｈｅｓ ｏｎ Ａｒｃｈｉｖｅｓ Ｏｆ Ｏｕｒ Ｏｗｎ （ＡＯ３） Posted directly from Ao3. I am NOT the original Author.

Rosie Banks is a quiet and tough nine-year-old girl living in the Atlanta camp with her father, David Banks. After a few weeks at the camp, David gets to know the Dixon brothers. Rosie, being her father's own personal shadow, gets to know the Dixons as well. It doesn't take long for the Dixons to catch on to the many flaws in the relationship between Rosie and her father. Eventually, Merle decides to take matters into his own hands. Will Rosie ever come to understand that it was for the better? How will she survive without her father? ⚠️This book has mature themes such as abuse, sa, and suicide. They aren't constant, but they are there.⚠️ • Completed!!! If there are any typos/errors, please don't hesitate to point them out so I can fix them! Comments are appreciated! Enjoy!