Daryldixonfanfiction Stories

Emma Johnson is a ghost of who she used to be-a former military operative hardened by war, betrayal, and the weight of too many ghosts trailing behind her. Her body bears the scars of battles fought long before the world ended, but it's the wounds on the inside that never seem to heal. Beneath her deadly precision and sharp tongue lies a heart that still aches to protect, to care-even when the world tells her it's foolish. With guns strapped to her hips and knives hidden in her boots, she walks through the wasteland with a fierce will to survive, refusing to let the past define her. Daryl Dixon has always known pain. Long before the world crumbled, before the walkers turned humanity into monsters, he had already survived a different kind of hell, a past that left him wary of trust, of love. Cold, distant, and quick to anger, he keeps people at arm's length, believing attachments are just another weakness in a world where nothing lasts. But beneath the hardened exterior, is a man who still longs for something more-even if he refuses to admit it. Their paths cross in blood and fire, two warriors who've spent their lives fighting-first for others, then for themselves. At first, they clash-her fire against his ice, her relentless teasing against his stubborn silence. But war doesn't allow time for walls to stay up forever. Through battles, close calls, and nights spent sharing stories they never thought they'd speak aloud, Emma and Daryl begin to see the truth in each other. He sees the kindness she hides beneath her steel. She sees the loneliness he buries beneath his cold exterior. Love in a world like this is dangerous. It's reckless. It's the kind of thing that gets you killed. But when the only certainty in life is death, maybe love is the one fight worth dying for. CROSSBOW AND ASHES is a story of survival, pain, and two lost souls who find home in each other-even when the world is burning.

"i'm not stupid. i see the way he looks at her. he doesn't love me. not anymore." "well, he's a stupid son-of-a-bitch then." [the walking dead; season 2-??] [started; 01-27-26] ©️solar_fIare 2026 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED RANKINGS; 02-13-26 out of a 1000+ stories #1 in daryldixonfanfiction #15 in thewalkingdead #12 in glennrhee #62 in daryldixon #29 in twdfanfic

Elena Monroe was supposed to be starting nursing school. Eighteen, driven, grieving-but healing. Her father had passed from leukemia a year earlier, and all she wanted was to make him proud. Then the world ended. She and her mother packed up the car with her little sister Ivy, hoping to escape Georgia and reach the safety of Atlanta. But what started as a desperate plan shattered on the roadside-when her mother suffered a heart attack behind the wheel. With no emergency services, no help, and only a few months of first aid training, Elena was forced to make an impossible choice. She buried the woman who raised her and drove away with a shell-shocked eleven-year-old in the passenger seat. Gridlock stopped them just outside the city. Walkers flooded the highway. And Elena-bleeding, exhausted, and breaking-stumbled across a group of strangers: Shane Walsh. Lori and Carl Grimes. Carol, Sophia, and Ed Peletier. They took her in. Protected her. Called her strong. But Elena never felt strong. Just awake when everyone else was still dreaming. The quarry became a fragile safe haven. Ivy found laughter again. Elena found purpose. But in a world where everyone turns after death, she'll soon learn... she's not like the rest. In a world built on death, what happens to the girl who won't rot?

mostly daryl dixon one-shots & series. a few fics for mr. ricky dicky doo da grimes thrown in there too. requests are: open much more active on tumblr: weretheones

Daryl Dixon imagines; let me know what you think! ~ officially taking requests again, please don't be shy ~

Unedited. While out on a hunt, Daryl Dixon makes an encounter with a single stranger, armed and more than prepared for this world than anyone he's met so far. Soon this stranger is thrown into the group, and from there relationships develop, rivals are formed, and Daryl's feelings for her cannot be understood, until it seems too late. "Attachments are liabilities. Don't think for one second that I ever needed or wanted you. Why are you staring at me?!" She yelled, angrily shoving him away by his shoulders. He didn't seem phased by this. He merely regained his balance, and kept thoughtfully watching her, before asking, "Are you done?"

❝ look who's digging their own grave. ❞ ❝ that's what they all say. ❞ ﹙ the walking dead fanfiction ﹚ ﹙ daryl dixon x oc ﹚ ﹙ season one - season eleven. ﹚ ﹙ started 11/15/20 ﹚ ﹙ note; lowercase intended, story will undergo editing when completed due to mistakes. ﹚ ﹙ finished [ ] ﹚ achieved rankings: #1 in daryl 01/07/21 #7 in thewalkingdead 01/04/21 #10 in twd 03/28/21 #14 in normanreedus 01/07/21 #2 in daryl-dixon 03/07/21 #1 in daryldixonfanfiction 01/30/21 #3 in dixon 07/19/21 #1 in twdfanfiction 10/28/21 ᴅɪsᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ; any gifs, images that are used in this book do not belong to me unless stated so. this story will include sensitive topics. added characters belong to me!

Journey to the CDC and taking care of Daryl

Savannah born CJ Jefferson, 33 years of age when the dead rose and the living began to fall. Her father, a former corporal in the army, raised his 2 children to be able to survive and adapt to any and all situations. At the end of the world, after losing everything and trapped in the city belonging to the fallen, CJ is rescued and brought to a group of strangers she grows to love and protect. But when everyone is so busy worrying about the dead, it's easy to forget that the living are just as dangerous. ***** "I used to think I could see everything that was coming for me, but apparently my mind has a blind spot," "No one coulda' seen any a' this comin'. But just 'cause you can't see it, don't mean you ain't ready." "I'm sorry I called you an asshole. You might be a prick but you're not an asshole." "Gee thanks" ***** OC x Daryl Dixon Book 1 of 2 (Seasons1-8)

Carly and her sister, a girl originally from Texas was blinded in an accident a few weeks before the apocalypse began, she adapted quickly physically but mentally she still hated it. She meets Rick and his group of survivors when they arrived at Alexandria. She instantly noticed a boy. He has the same youth in his voice as she did.

She doesn't want a group. She doesn't want any ties. That's the way it's always been and that's the way she wanted it to stay. But no one ever gets what they want.

in which a girl with a video camera is handling the walking dead apocalypse strangely well. daryl dixon x fem!oc started january 2023 season one - ✔️ season two - ◽️ lowercase intended

♡Malia has been surviving in a dead-rising world for as long as she can remember, keeping low, quick and quiet. However when kind-eyed leader of a thriving group, Rick Grimes, finds her unexpectedly, and allows her to join them, will Malia finally feel secure and loved for the first time in six years? Could this group be her closest chance to a real family again? And let's not even get started on the boy with the sheriff hat...♡

The remaining survivors of Rick's group is fucked. Maggie's condition is deteriorating quickly, and they have a hot headed, older man swinging around a barbed wire baseball determined to bash one of their skulls in it with it. They needed a miracle and they needed it fast. But what they didn't expect is to get that miracle. The miracle they received came in the form of a tanned woman, a motorcycle, and gun shots.

Here you find the fluff, the angst, but not the smut. For this you have to go to my tumblr or AO3 acount ;)

Null I do not own venom or the walking dead only Victoria

Join Charlotte and the rest of the Walking Dead gang as they fight their way through the dead-infested world. Who will survive? What love interests will arise? Can Charlotte handle caring for anyone but herself in this dangerous world?

Walking alone In the mossy forest, everyone in your camp is dead, when a single gunshot happens and it forever changes your life...

En un mundo arrasado por los muertos vivientes, sólo será cuestión de tiempo que los caminos del solitario Daryl Dixon y la problemática Adara Collins se crucen para no volverse a separar. No sólo les une el espíritu de supervivencia zombie ni sus habilidades cazadoras, su amistad va más allá; Son dos almas libres que se entienden y se complementan. Y aunque no será fácil enfrentarse a sus miedos, encontrarán el uno en el otro, la única salida a todo el horror que han vivido.

The world fell apart. Cities burned, people disappeared, and survival became the only rule. JJ never planned on saving anyone - until one moment in the woods changed everything. In a broken world filled with silence and loss, two guarded souls cross paths. When everything has already ended, is there still room for love? --------- This is a slow burn. The story will not start with romance right away. I suggest reading it slowly - it will be more beautiful in the end. ------- 28.01.2026 #8 - #fightforlove ❤️ #10 - #twdfamily