rick grimes x fem!oc ౨ৎ in which the zombie outbreak occurs in 1986, where rick grimes and carla mae jailer are still high school students, thinking graduation is the worst of their problems.

[ season 2 ] ✰ in which every corner of the world becomes the world's most loneliest corner, but the girl tucked away on her family's farm would bet all the money in her pockets that hers is the loneliest. and the guy who meets her up there, bringing his own bettings with him, would beg to differ. ✰ "ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜɪs ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ᴅᴀᴍɴ ʙᴀʀɴ ʀᴏᴛs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ, 'ᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ ᴄʀᴜᴍʙʟᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇs, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴡɪʟʟ ɪ sᴛɪʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴅʏ ɪs ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀs ᴡɪᴛʜᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ sᴛɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀs."

rick grimes x fem!oc ౨ৎ in which rick grimes falls for the farmer's youngest daughter, and cecelia marie greene falls for the married man. but both are off limits.

Daryl Dixon is trouble. Or so everyone in Greenville, Georgia thinks. He starts bar fights, he rides a motorcycle, does some shady dealings, and looks like he tastes like Marlboro Reds. Hadley Sutton is a preacher's daughter and is supposed to be the epitome of grace and purity. But her home life has left a dark scar inside her, one that fills her with rage. Hadley is looking for an escape...and Daryl Dixon might just be the person to give her that. (This fic is inspired by Ethel Cain's Preacher's Daughter album and is set in the 70s. There will be mentions of violence, abuse, and sexual situations.)

"Eᴠᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋᴇsᴛ ᴄᴏʀɴᴇʀs, sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ sᴏꜰᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍ-ꜰʀᴀɢɪʟᴇ, ᴛᴇɴᴅᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴇxɪsᴛ."

♱ she's stained, always has been. Nothing will ever get it out "Seeing you just made everything too real." The winter has been long and hard, Carl's down to his skin and bones-he really isn't the man he pretends to be. Even so, hiding behind his mother's back won't get him anywhere, yet when the men that call themselves 'The Claimers' show up and rip Carl away from what few things he knows, he just wishes he could crouch behind her, rest in her shade. ♱ Mandy Dixon has done shit she isn't proud of. Fought fights she shouldn't have, gotten into bed with bad men, but she doesn't live like that anymore. She's a wife, a mother, a nurse, but sometimes you don't have a choice. On an unfortunate day Mandy is separated from her husband and his methhead brother, leaving her to fend for herself, and her children alone, and when the situation to presents itself, a boy who is closer to home than she thinks. Reuploaded from ao3 under the same user Wattpad doesn't have warnings so here are the Ao3 tags: Graphic violence, Major character death, rape/non-con.

THIS VERSION OF THE STORY IS NO DISCONTINUED. THE REWRITE OF THE END IS NEAR FOLLOWING BO HOWELL IS NOW UP ON MY ACCOUNT UNDER THE SAME NAME (THE END IS NEAR REMASTERED VERSION!) CONSIDER GIVING IT A READ!

CURRENTLY BEING EDITED!!! TrailerPark!Daryl Dixon x GoodGirl!Reader Summer of '84 was the first time you laid eyes on Daryl Dixon. And it didn't take long to figure out that he was trouble. Not that you didn't already know the name - everybody in Monroe County did. The Dixons had a tainted reputation to say the least, with Daryl involved in what seemed like constant fights and Merle doing his own thing after returning from the military - selling drugs, drinking. You got straight A's but would never bring them up unless someone asked, even then downplaying the achievement. You smiled politely, were captain of the cheer team, wore pressed skirts and soft perfume. People looked at you and saw a future. Clean lines. White picket fences. Safety. You had a reputation purer than a blank canvas. Daryl Dixon? He was the opposite of all that. The epitome of chaos, the definition of being on the wrong side of the tracks. Sure, he made a living, if you could call it that - selling drugs for Merle, doing the odd job fixing up bikes and cars.