{𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘭 𝘋𝘪𝘹𝘰𝘯/𝘖𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳} ~~~ c l a w i n g "Cut that out, ya' got mites or somthin'?" s c r a t c h i n g "Mm- Feels more like Poison Oak." p u l l i n g "Tch, I know that feelin'" ~~~ From a young age Daniel Peletier's mind played tricks on him, the voices whispered, taunting him, harassing him. The shadows haunted him, in doorways, outside, as the face of his loved ones. Memories distorted. Faces distorted. Reality distorted. With his mom and younger sister being the only grounding factors in his life, how will a certain hotheaded redneck weasel his way into Daniels world, where most everything feels wrong? ~~~ ✮⋆˙ season 1 - ? ✮⋆˙ update frequency varies!! ✮⋆˙ TW: drugs, alcoholism, self harm, abuse, violence, explicit sexual content, sexual assult, homophobia, offensive language, mental illness. ⋆˚꩜｡ started - Sep 20th, 2025 ⋆˚꩜｡ finished - MILESTONES!! #1 in #malexmale Oct 9, 2025 #2 in #twd Nov 11, 2025 #1 in #twdfanfic Nov 11, 2025 #1 in #daryl Dec 9, 2025 #1 in #daryldixon Dec 16, 2025 COPYRIGHT DISCLAIMER: I do not own any characters or plot lines from the television show The Walking Dead. All rights go to AMC and their original writers and creators. I only own Daniel and his story. There will be some moments not in the show and some moments from the show that will be rewritten entirely. ~~~ GONNA TRY AND SLOW-BURN BUT I SUCK AT WRITING ;-;

An Arranged Marriage | A Broken King | A Shattered Queen | A Second Chance at Love Raghav Raghuvanshi - the aloof, cold-hearted upcoming king of Rajasthan - has only one soft corner left in his life: his three-month-old son. After a loveless marriage and a betrayal that shook his soul, Raghav built walls no one could break. Enter Siya Sharma - a simple government school teacher with a haunted past of her own. Plagued by panic attacks and shadows she can't escape, Siya never imagined her fate would tie her to a man as emotionally distant as Raghav. But destiny has its own plans. When Siya becomes the chosen bride in a last-minute twist of fate, she's thrust into a royal palace full of secrets, scars, and silent hearts. Can two broken souls, both too scared to trust, find healing in each other? Can a child's innocent smile bridge the gap between a guarded father and a wounded bride? And when past secrets resurface, will their silent hearts finally learn to speak the language of love? A story of emotional healing, slow-burn romance, and whispered promises - Silent Hearts will leave you breathless and teary-eyed.

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

·˚ ༘₊·➳ 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐋 ༊*·˚ {𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍} ❝𝑳𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒈𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒂.❞ Guided by prophecies and driven by the fate of the world, the daughter of the sun and the son of the sea uncover the hidden truths about their divine heritage and forge unbreakable bonds in their quests to avert impending doom. {ᴘᴇʀᴄʏ ᴊᴀᴄᴋsᴏɴ} {ᴘᴇʀᴄʏ ᴊᴀᴄᴋsᴏɴ x ᴏᴄ} {ᴘʀᴇ- ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪᴇғ - ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴏʟʏᴍᴘɪᴀɴ} {ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴛᴇᴅ sᴏᴜʟs sᴀɢᴀ} {sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ: ᴊᴀɴᴜᴀʀʏ 21, 2024 || ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ: ᴀᴘʀɪʟ 5, 2024}

Max exhaled sharply, shaking his head as he sank onto the edge of the couch. "You scared everyone today, you know that?" Viktoriya blinked at him, caught off guard by the raw honesty in his voice. She hadn't expected him to say that. She hadn't expected him to care. "I'm fine," she said automatically, wrapping her arms around herself. Max's expression darkened. "You passed out on the fucking track, Viktoriya." She flinched slightly, but before she could respond, he continued. "I got out of my car ready to rip your head off for that crash," he admitted, voice lower now. "And then I saw you, just lying there, and I swear to God, I..." He trailed off, shaking his head as if the words physically refused to come out. Childhood friends to rivals to lovers Posting a chapter every day!

What if instead of 10k being born in z nation he was instead born in the world of walking dead, he has no knowledge of zombies/walkers but has the same back story.

⚠️ Warning!: HORNY DETECTOR ACTIVATED!!! ⚠️ If you're reading this and planning to read any further, you are probably horny or just love to blank-face smut! Anyway, not going to give this a description just to add a little mystery to this story. But it is horny. And it is hot. So please be careful not to burn yourself on the way into hell, you sinners! - Denki Kaminari x Reader - Katsuki Bakugo x Reader - Ejiro Kirishima x Reader - Shoto Todoroki x Reader - Mina Ashido x Reader - Hanta Sero x Reader - Tenya Iida x Reader - Tamaki Amajiki x Reader - Hitoshi Shinso x Reader Started: February 17, 2021 Hiatus: Currently in progress Finished: (Currently a work in progress)

The Dixons and Harry Potter try to get to Atlanta but fail miserably when they realize the entire town is crawling with Walkers. The survivors they are - they head for higher up the mountain to keep safe. They are later joined by Shane and the others. What would have become of the group if they'd had a wizard within its ranks? Would they have found somewhere safe and been able to keep it or would they still lose? Who would survive? Who would die? Not mine credits go to DebsTheSlytherinSnapeFan

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

this is my first time so please don't judge.