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Daryl Dixon x Reader

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Reads 104,380
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Parts 20
Time 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 thanksAll Rights Reserved

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Scars • Daryl Dixon by 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

Angel by WalkerWitch

Daryl Dixon is completely on his own. After the Saviors burn down Alexandria, he thinks that he is the only survivor. Living without the group that he has come to love, has left him as nothing more than a shell of the man he used to be. One day after a brutal fight, he stumbles upon a run-down shack in the woods. As he lay dying on the dirty floor, his life is saved by a complete stranger. These two loners find that living life together is so much better than doing it alone. I haven't written a story in the first person since Broken. It's not as easy as it sounds, but I enjoyed the challenge. This story has taken me months to write and I finished it just days after the Season 8 midseason finale. Any similarities to that episode are pure coincidence. I wrote the chapter (You'll know which one) months before Season8 even started. For anyone that is newly following me or reading my books, I write differently than most. You only start to get chapters once the entire story is written. And it finally is. I hope everyone enjoys Angel.

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"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."

Catch Fire | Daryl Dixon by slayyykermie

In a world burned down to its bones, love isn't a promise. It's survival. Kennedy Pearce and Daryl Dixon are two hardened souls bound by silence, loyalty, and something neither can name. When the world ended, they found each other. When it kept ending, they learned what it meant to lose. Now every glance carries a history, every touch a question: how do you hold onto love when everything else is built to fall apart? Their bond is raw, flawed, and undeniable, a connection forged in fire and tested by time. In a world where trust can kill you and hope feels dangerous, Kennedy and Daryl prove that some hearts still remember how to fight. • • • Daryl Dixon x Female OC Negan Smith x Female OC The Walking Dead (Seasons 3 - 11 + spin offs) Please note, this book does include Daryl eventually becoming a father. Additionally, after Season 11, the OC does get close to Negan physically/romantically.

As It Consumes Us by Mistphoenix

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