ꜱᴀᴠɪᴏʀ ᴄᴀʀʟ ɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ᴏᴄ ♱ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐰𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤. 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬. ♱ ᴛᴡᴅ ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇʟɪɴᴇ ᴀᴋᴀ ʀɪᴄᴋ ᴅɪᴇᴅ, ᴄᴀʀʟ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇᴅ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴠɪᴏʀꜱ ʀᴇɪɢɴ

"ɪ'ᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛᴇꜱᴛ ɢɪʀʟ ɪɴ ᴛᴏᴡɴ ꜱᴏ ᴡʜʏ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴇᴀɴ?" 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐱 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡? ˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ carl grimes x fem!oc southern gothic coquette storyline inspired by @mourningveil

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

ᴄᴀʀʟ ɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱ x ɴᴇɢᴀɴ'ꜱ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ♱ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥'𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐚𝐰. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐞. ♱ ꜱᴇᴛ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴛᴡᴅ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ 9 ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴊᴜᴍᴘ ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇʟɪɴᴇ ᴀᴋᴀ ᴄᴀʀʟ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇᴅ

Daryl never believed in fate. Never believed in things like soulmates, in people being made for each other. And if that kind of thing did exist - if the universe really did carve people from the same star, from the same bone - then Sybilla wasn't his. 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘵 @4𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘲𝘻 !!! 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓; ©𝙙𝙞𝙭𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙: 𝙛𝙚𝙗. 𝟭𝟲, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟱 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙: - ʚɞ updates set before twd time

"𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮" 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵. ♱ {𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜} - 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣 © ɴᴇᴠᴇʀᴄʟᴇᴀʀ spanish, portuguese, and french translations available

⤐ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝. "I need you to listen to me. When we're out there together, if I say run, run. If I tell you to leave me, then damn it, you leave and you don't look back." "Daryl," she sighed softly, shaking her head. "No, I mean it," he argued, encircling her wrist and jostling her a bit, begging her to listen. "I can't lose you. Not like that, not ever." His words were like lava bubbling in his throat, everything he had fought so hard to conceal was quickly rising to the surface. Fuck it. Any fear of rejection was overpowered by his need to make her understand. It wouldn't change how he felt, or the fact that he'd take on a thousand walkers if it kept her safe for even one more millisecond. "I need you around, Ace." "Always." ------------------------------ *I do not own any characters, scenes, or scripts from The Walking Dead. Any resemblance to other people that my original characters have is completely coincidental.*