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Daryl Dixon x Reader

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Capítulos 20
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Leituras 104,379
Votos 2,657
Capítulos 20
Tempo 2h 3m

Daryl was always the emotionless one. Unless something bad happened to someone he loved, he'd never usually let any emotion slip through. 

But when he was around y/n, that wasn't the case. They knew each other like the back of their hands and were usually always by each other's sides. This was no different when the apocalypse broke through. 

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Hey hey hey you know the drill I don't own any of the characters in this show because if I did you'd know so thanksTodos os Direitos Reservados

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infection | D. Dixon, de wayward-revolution

Romance should be the last thing on her mind once the world ended- and it was... until she met Daryl Dixon. While trying to adapt to the way the new world had changed her, it seems as though he was the only one standing by her side. The dead aren't the only thing she has to fear when the thing she loves the most is ripped away from her, and she must face being completely and utterly alone in a world full of the dead. AN: I wrote this when I was 15, please be gentle I've improved greatly since then Edit; thank you for 40K+ views!

We Ain't Ashes ~ TWD (Daryl Dixon), de LorelaiSavage

She was far from home, wandering through the wreckage of a post-apocalyptic world that no longer made sense. The rules had changed. The future was gone. All that remained was survival, day by day, step by step, always looking over her shoulder. She never expected to find hope again. She didn't expect safety. And she sure as hell didn't expect to fall for a man with a crossbow and a heart he tried to keep hidden. Daryl Dixon was unlike anyone she had ever known - powerful and untamed. A man who carried his pain like a weapon, with eyes that held the weight of a troubled past. He didn't trust easily. He didn't let people get close. But there was something in her, something raw and real, that held him quietly captive. Thrown together by chance and bound by the instinct to protect what little they had left, they begin to find something neither of them believed could survive the end of the world. Not just trust, not just loyalty, but connection. And in the spaces between bloodshed and silence, in the ashes of what was once civilization, they discover that even in the darkest times a love they never expected could take root - raw, real, and relentless. But in a world where every choice carries a price and loyalty is tested in fire and blood, can love really survive the end of the world? Mature content 😜 Original female character. Some main TWD plot points included but with lots of divergence. Beginning just before the start of season one and will follow the entire run of the show. From the author of Athena ~ TWD (Daryl Dixon). I do not own any rights to TWD characters or plots.

As It Consumes Us, de Mistphoenix

Searching for a reason to keep on surviving in a world run by the dead, Skye comes across the group led by Rick Grimes. Though desperately trying to keep from getting too close to anyone, her walls slowly begin to crumble as she develops relationships with members of the group. They eventually are torn down by someone who is more like her than she had originally believed. *** I in no way own any of the original Walking Dead characters. I simply own my OCs. ***

Remember Me (Daryl Dixon), de Luvoxed

"Don't say that," I replied, my lip shaking. He quickly looked at me when he realized how pitiful I sounded. "There's a reason we found each other. Maybe it's God, maybe it's fate. But I know it's not an accident that I found you." "And you mean that?" he asked as he peered into my face. Now he was doubting my truths. A tear slipped down my cheek, but I quickly wiped it away and hoped he didn't notice. "Yes, of course I do. I need you."

Dead End || Daryl Dixon, de madsdixonn

When a young girl falls in love with the man across the street. Almost a 7 year age difference, will it be enough for them to keep their hands off each other? The world turns to shit and their unexpectedly reunited, how will their relationship change? For the better? Maybe the worst?

Scars • Daryl Dixon, de 0Myraa0

Daryl always put on a mask, an impenetrable facade that made him appear indifferent, as if he didn't care about anything or anyone except for himself. He pushed people away, deliberately keeping them at arm's length, but I knew better. I had seen glimpses of something more beneath that hardened exterior-something real, something human. It wasn't obvious, and it wasn't easy to see, but it was there. I didn't know the full extent of his story, of the pain and the ghosts he carried with him, but I could tell that behind his rough edges, there was a man who cared. The more I watched him, the more I saw that contradiction in him-this mix of isolation and vulnerability. I didn't know him the way I wanted to, but at the same time, there was a strange, inexplicable feeling that I did. It was as if there was something familiar in him, something I recognized, even though we'd never truly shared our pasts. His eyes, especially, told a story all their own-a silent narrative of hurt, survival, and loss. There was a depth there, something raw and honest, as though his life before all of this had shaped him into someone who had learned not to trust, not to hope. I found myself wondering what kind of life he had before the world fell apart-what his family had been like, what his childhood had been shaped by. I could imagine the kind of father he had-a man whose influence left deep scars, someone who might have made Daryl believe that showing emotion or affection was a weakness. It wasn't hard to guess that the lessons Daryl had learned were ones forged in silence and pain, things that had made him pull away from others and close off the softer parts of himself. Daryl Dixon x Fem!OC

The Rednecks First Love [DISCONTINUED], de FinalGirl96

DISCONTINUED [Daryl Dixon x Reader] {I DO NOT OWN THE WALKING DEAD OR ITS CHARACTERS I ONLY OWN MY CHARACTERS AND SOME DIALOG} Daryl Dixon falls in love for the first time in his life after the world ends. He'll go to the ends of the earth to make sure she's safe. He's shy at first, sometimes harsh but that's only because he doesn't know what's going on he's never had these types of feelings before.

Silent warrior: A Daryl Dixon Fan fiction, de Darling_Dixon08

Shannon is always running away from her troubles. Even before the dead started coming back to life, she was on the road searching for something better, trying to make a new life. Who would have thought she'd find something better during an apocalypse. She barely escaped the flames of her so called "home" when she's found by another group. Haunted by her previous encounters, she remains shielded from letting anyone in. As time moves forward her shield lowers for one person. A warrior in her eyes, Daryl, begins to peal away the shame and embarrassment that shadowed her from the beginning. As the world worsens, will their relationship blossom? *I do not own the rights to any characters from the show or the comic book The Walking Dead. I do own my own characters made up within this story*

Psychomachy, de midnightWriter11

Psychomachy; derived from the Greek words "psyche" (soul) and "machia" (battle or conflict). Refers to the internal conflict or struggle within a person, often between opposing forces like good and evil, virtue and vice, and reason and desire. Ember Grey has only ever lived by two rules: survive and protect your family-lessons that become vital when the world as you know it falls apart. But in a shattered society, family isn't just blood anymore; it's the people you'd risk everything for and who would do the same for you. When the line between right and wrong blurs, only one question remains: how far will you go to make it out alive? ***This is my very first story, I know it can be slow at times, and sometimes I might linger on some aspects some people deem unnecessary, but I love character building and world building. And as slow as some scenes may be, the ones with action pack a punch. Please give this story a shot, I have pretty cool plans laid out for it!*** Note: many deaths that happen in the show don't happen in this fic, therefore, the plot can be very different at times. There are heavy subjects in this story, such as domestic violence and abuse, neglect, some mentions of sexual harassment or abuse-though these scenes are not described in detail-and obviously gore and death. There is also depiction of alcohol and drug consumption. ALSO: my timeline is going to be longer than it is in the show, especially when the group gets to the prison *I do not own any characters from the universe of The Walking Dead. I only own my original characters and their scripts. Any resemblance they may have with real people is coincidental*

Broken [Daryl Dixon X Reader], de deadseoulwriter

You've been surviving in the woods for weeks - alone. But when you're saved by Daryl Dixon, and he takes you to his group, will life as it is change, or will you be stuck, feeling alone, and unloved. [COMPLETED] #1 out of 77 in daryldixonxreader (11/11/19) #278 out of 31.1k in zombies (11/23/19)

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The Rednecks First Love [DISCONTINUED] cover

Silent warrior: A Daryl Dixon Fan fiction cover

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infection | D. Dixon

Romance should be the last thing on her mind once the world ended- and it was... until she met Daryl Dixon. While trying to adapt to the way the new world had changed her, it seems as though he was the only one standing by her side. The dead aren't the only thing she has to fear when the thing she loves the most is ripped away from her, and she must face being completely and utterly alone in a world full of the dead. AN: I wrote this when I was 15, please be gentle I've improved greatly since then Edit; thank you for 40K+ views!