Arabella Holloway's one goal in life is to keep her son healthy and safe. Arabella, a nurse working at Kings County, stays at the hospital to care for Rick Grimes, the sheriff who has found himself in a coma. When he wakes up, Arabella decides to join him. Rick promises to protect her and her son, just like she protected him. Daryl Dixon tends to keep to himself, but when the kind woman appears at the camp with her one year old son, something changes. Daryl vows to protect the woman who spends her days protecting those around her. (Daryl Dixon x OC) (Season 1-11)

In a world full of danger lurking in every corner, Birdie Jackson stayed silent, learned to keep quiet during the loud, be angry when shown the good. The apocalypse had ripped her out of her childish manners and into a world full of knife-welding and blood-soaked hands. The woods became her and her father's sanctuary, their car that was running out of fuel being the only thing holding them together. Foods stolen from abandoned houses began to empty out, their chance of survival slim with every passing day. So, Vincent left to go on a run. But he didn't come back. It took three long, excruciating weeks before Birdie left the car - with only a knife for protection and determination fuelling her forward. That was the day she lost something, and gained something else. Something that would not only make her find her voice again, but fill that hole in her chest that had been once carved into her by loss and grief. ᴘɪɴᴋᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴡᴘ © 2025 ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ. 11 / 03 / '25 ꜰɪɴɪꜱʜᴇᴅ. ?? ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇꜱ ꜱᴇᴛ ɪɴ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ 3.

While looking for Sophia, Daryl comes across a boy in the trees. He doesn't speak, doesn't communicate in any way and flaps his hands when he's happy. He's autistic and non-verbal and will not leave Daryl alone! Also, future Carl Grimes x Male Oc Dad!Daryl Anyone?

"Moorti Grimes was more than just a man, he was something else. Most people don't go through the things he has and still find the will to love like he does."

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