𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒇 𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅. ˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　　 . ✦　　　 　 𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘺 𝘚𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺. 𝘈𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥. 𝘈 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘭 𝘋𝘪𝘹𝘰𝘯. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘺?

"Nothin' could 'ave prepared me for 'er." He said, his voice hoarse. "Was like I was wanderin'around in the dark..lost..and she was the light that lead me to the butterflies." Daryl Dixon fanfiction Daryl Dixon x F!OC Season 1- Season ? Started 11/6/2024 Finished ? Rogue has never felt like a girl that belonged. The outcast of her own family, experiencing heartache and abuse at a young age and to top it all off the world hits the dirt before she can really get to know who she really is. Now she's running with the most unlikely group of people that'll teach her loyalty, betrayal, love and family. Follow Rogue's story through the Walking Dead as she discovers that even in darkness there is light, you just have to follow the butterflies. This will be my adaptation of The Walking Dead, Timeline will be similar but some events will be changed to fit my story. This will not be word for word. I hope I can give the characters justice. I do not own The Walking Dead or the cast aside from my own character, Rogue Taegans. This fanfiction goes out to all the she, hes and theys that love themselves a sleeveless grumpy hunter. TRIGGER WARNINGS: SOME CONTENT MAY BE CONSIDERED DISTURBING OR TRIGGERING FOR SOME INDIVIDUALS 🔞 THERE WILL BE MENTIONS OF SA/RAPE, MURDER, GORE, SUICIDE, SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT, VIOLENCE, FOUL LANGUAGE . IT IS ADVISED THAT IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 18 TO NOT PROCEED. IF ANY OF THESE TOPICS BOTHER YOU, PLEASE DO NOT READ. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Julianna Wilson always had it rough ever since her mothers passing, men forcing themselves on her, Julia's grandmothers forceful religion, and her absent father. It made her cold and heartless long before the apocalypse. And for some reason- she always slept with her back to the wall other wise she couldn't sleep. Julia remained cold... until she gets to know a certain redneck hunter, a small orphan girl, and a group that may not be blood but- they were the closest thing to a family she would ever have. #1 in t-dog (10/01/23) #2 in Addiction (07/04/23) #3 in twd (04/17/24) #1 in Shane Walsh (08/01/23) #5 in trauma (06/19/23) #1 in Daryl Dixon (06/20/23) #1 in Lori Grimes (01/10/23)) #1 in Maggie Greene (09/12/23) #1 in twdfanfic (09/18/23) #2 in the walking dead (04/22/24) #1 in Carol Peletier (09/26/23) #1 in Rick grimes (11/02/23) #1 in Carl Grimes (06/28/25)

"You're different." "Different?" "A good different."

At the end of the day, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘴 ✶ It's the end of the world, but at least we're together. In which a young doctor tries to survive the zombie apocalypse Or, in which Tallulah Baird finds a family, even as the world ends. Daryl Dixon x f!oc The Walking Dead © noellelore '25

Born with the Spine that saved Ymir, [Y/n] summoned the 10th Titan Shifter, the most powerful of all. It has every fragment of the Nine Titan Shifters and does not have the curse to live for only 13 years, but it has one weakness. The person who possesses the Spine will always submit to the Royal blood and holder of the Founding Titan, and the only way to set her free was for an Ackermann to slay her. Because [Y/n] summoned the Spine's power, Marley sought after her to be used as a weapon, making her a restless wanderer. Until a boy named Zeke Yeager rescued her. Taking her in until she escaped for Paradis Island, where a Commander found her and adopted her as his own. Growing up on the island of devils, she became an endowed soldier helping humanity. But little did she know that she was entering a game of life and death wherein she is omniscient. ♚Based on the Manga/Anime with a little twist♛ Whose side are you on? Marley? Paradis? or Yeagerist? Warning: Long chapters, Foul Words, Gore Scenes, and Sexual Content Tag Ranking: #1 - zeke #1 - zekeyeager #1 - zekexreader #1 - jaeger #2 - eren #1 - shingekinokyojin #10 - attackontitan Bookcover fanart: https://lolakasa.tumblr.com/post/172016196560 [Alternate Ending/ Bonus Chapters Ongoing] Start: Feb 7, 2021 End: May 23, 2021

"𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚒," 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚍---𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎. "𝚈/𝚗," 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍. "𝙸𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖?" "𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠," 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎. ~✵~ You joined the Survey Corps long before humanity had hope. He joined with nothing left to lose. Known as the Angel of Death, you've always fought like you were born for the battlefield. And you lived like you didn't want to make it to tomorrow. Humanities Strongest on the other hand was a sharp edge with killer instincts and a bad attitude usually aimed in your direction. Put in the same squad, Titans fall before you. Put in the same room and you can barely go five minutes without biting the other's head off. But war has a way of forcing people together. Even when your opposing bloodlines want to yank you apart.

You were supposed to leave him behind. The boy who challenged you, competed with you, annoyed you to your very core, until he didn't. Jean Kirstein, your academic rival, your almost-friend, your first love... and the person you left without saying goodbye. You thought distance would make it easier. That burying yourself in ambition, in grief, in survival, would make you forget. But nothing could quite erase the burn he left on your skin, or the look he gave you the night everything fell apart. Now you're back in Paradis. Just for a few months, just long enough to fulfill a promise, to see your friends again, to pretend that the past doesn't hurt anymore. But fate has other plans. Because the first time you see him again... he's not standing. He's broken, quiet, older...and yet everything you once loved still lingers in his eyes. From academic enemies to something impossibly tender and undone, this is a slow-burn story about growing up, losing everything, and finding your way back to the person who always felt like home. "Do you think I have forgotten about you?"

" here's to the naive belief that human beings are inherently good " - THE WALKING DEAD, SEASONS 1-3 - Coughing involuntary, I could feel the last bit of air being forced from my lungs. Blood splattered against the pavement as an iron taste filled my mouth. The sound of something hard clinking against the ground caused me to try and focus, my vision still reeling while I squinted my eyes at the white and red object. Every single nerve in my body was screaming to throw a punch. Instead, I curled my fingers around the metal of my bat and dragged it closer. "I think you get the point. Stop asking me questions, and pick up your fucking gun." || UPDATES: 2 OR MORE CHAPTERS A WEEK ||

SILENT INTIMACY - to love absentmindedly, to hold hands without noticing, to lean on as a natural state, to share the silence. doing so much by saying so little, always reaching out, searching for one another. IN WHICH the end of the world seems to work out better than any normal suburban life for two particular people. the walking dead season 2 - ? daryl dixon x oc matureeeee