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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Mar 07, 2019
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STORY TWO OF REMEMBER ME (DARYL DIXON)

Sequel to Remember Me
I had been many things since the end of the world began. I had been a scared little girl, a friend, a lover, a wife, and a mother. I was nothing but good during this entire time. Maybe I still wanted to be good...or maybe I was always meant to turn out this way. Maybe I was meant to be a villain. The world had gone to shit a long time ago, and I had finally gone down with it. I didn't think there was anything in the world that could change the path I had taken. Daryl couldn't change me, love couldn't change me, and I couldn't change me. 
Sometimes the villains win....and this time, I was going to let them win.
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Scars • Daryl Dixon ni 0Myraa0
21 parte Ongoing
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
Surviving the Walking Dead: Season 2 ni Dervela
11 parte Kumpleto Mature
Welcome to season 2! This is a fanfiction of the Walking Dead show ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ SNEAK PEEK! "I don't need no nurse to look after me," he snapped at me, angry, and I frowned at him. He turned away from me after looking down "Quit being a baby...it will only take a second Daryl," I told him, moving to stand where I knew he could see me. "What happened?....why are you avoiding me?'' I asked, seeing him turn to look away. "Daryl?" "You were right to want to kill em" Daryl finally spoke up with a whisper. I frowned and felt my breathing quicken with the idea. "He said somethin about... the men messing with some young girls. " He spoke, but I could hear the anger in his voice. "Beat the shit out of em just because of that..." He said and turned away from me. I thought that was it until he just kicked something of his over making a loud bang "son of a bitch" he snapped and sat down and held his head low. I walked over to him and stopped just a foot from him "what he said reminded me of....you..." he said and shook his head "Because of what happened to you...I remember how skiddish you were back then...if I had known what he was doin I would have beat the shit out of him too....I don't want that happening again..." he said and finally looked up to me. I didn't know what else to say. I just looked at him now knowing he cared about me more than he showed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS FROM THE WALKING DEAD, OR STORYTELLING AND ALL CREDIT GOES TO ORIGINAL WRITERS AND SHOW. I ONLY OWN THE MAIN CHARACTER OF THIS FAN-FICTION*
LOVE SCARS || Daryl Dixon ni __cartier__
46 mga parte Kumpleto
"She wore her troubled past Like scars - She had been through battle And though no one could see her demons They could see the face that conquered them" the walking dead season 2 - 4 | daryl dixon x oc | includes sexual content | realistic slow burn | ongoing | cover by @1-800-KOBRAKAI I do not own any of the rights to AMC's The Walking Dead plot or characters. I only own rights to my character and my changes to the plot. #1 for NormanReedus - 11/10/2020 - 11/21/2020 #1 for TWD - 02/01/2021
WITH YOU | TWD ni BiggerBetterBat
82 parte Ongoing Mature
"I've done things," Charlie said, looking up into his eyes full of disappointment. "Things that I am not proud of. But everything I've done, I've done to survive...And I did. I survived." "And are you happy?" Daryl asked, using all his power to stop his power from breaking, from going weak for her. Again. "I'm not," she answered. "You should know I'm not. But I'm not sad." "This is slowly killing everything around you." "At least I am alive," she clenched her fists. Daryl looked down, remembering hiw she really looked like alive. Once he met her. Many years ago. Then he looked up and met her eyes - the only feature he remembered about her and stayed the same. "No, Charlie," he shook his head. "You're dead. The walking dead." ________________________________________________ "Because sometimes things we love the most destroy us." - J.K. Rowling ________________________________________________ daryl dixon x oc!reader rosita espinosa x oc!character THE WALKING DEAD SEASON 1 - ?
Daryl's Little Fighter (Book I) ni kingofredlions
43 parte Kumpleto Mature
Life wasn't as peachy as 11 year old girl (Y/N) Dixon thought it would be. Her life torn apart and changed forever thanks to the living dead. I DON'T OWN TWD OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS! WARNING: This book contains~ Course Language, sexual references, horror and all that jazz. Some scenes in the book may frighten younger readers so read at your own risk! This is my own take on The Walking Dead so I'm sorry if I have missed out on any conflicts. Also this book is really old I wrote this years ago. I promise the second book is much better 😂 Also SPOILER ALERTS THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE BOOK! Word Count: 61,136
Fall in Love or Fall Apart ni dorothea_liona
42 parte Kumpleto
Book 1// This isn't one of those stories where the girl started out sweet and innocent and turned badass once the apocalypse started and found love. No, Enid has always had to fight for her life alone and the apocalypse is no different. After helping a young girl get back to her group she discovers her brother is with the same group. She stays with them and slowly they become family. Except for one particular boy who gives Enid feelings she can't explain. Carl Grimes. Her eyes land on him and she falls. But the real question is. Will they fall in love? Or fall apart? Oh, and did I mention that she's a Dixon? (Completed) Book 2: Love, Lies, & Liona. (The basic story is good. But rereading it now (2019) older and wiser and knowing how to write. I'm sorry😂)
Ghosts That We Knew (2) ni abigailesour
9 mga parte Ongoing Mature
BOOK 2 - DARYL DIXON Separated from her family, and weakened by the winter, Maevys Grimes is doing everything she can to stay alive. The prospect of finding them keeps her moving, but walking corpses were no longer the only danger survivors faced. The evil of man changes the game, a game of which she unwillingly is made a player. By the time Daryl and Maevys find each other, neither of them will be the same. *Daryl Dixon love story*
To Love A Angel ni KojinDevil
48 parte Ongoing Mature
Love is the last thing on your mind during an apocalypse where dead people come back to life and try to eat you for lunch. It's especially the last thing on your mind when you mix that with the issue of not knowing what love is, having grown up in a household full of nothing but hate and abuse. What happens when a woman with an abusive childhood and family home, void of any love or affection meets a man with the same past? Can they learn to love in their own way? Or will they push each other away because of their pasts'? (Updates every Monday and Friday!) A very slow burn Daryl Dixon romance.
infection | D. Dixon ni wayward-revolution
48 parte Kumpleto Mature
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!
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Scars • Daryl Dixon

21 parte Ongoing

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

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