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Survivor (Daryl Dixon Fanfiction) *COMPLETED* {The WATTYS 2021}

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"He was Broken, Abused & neglected. He was a SURVIVOR long before the Apocalypse."
-Unknown 

I lived a simple life with my Family at the farm before the apocalypse as well as during; I never wanted for anything, but I knew my Dad never liked me very much, it was how he treated me, as if I didn't belong.

I didn't mind though, because at least he was kind to my other siblings. They were my best friends, but I got along better with my Brothers than I did my younger sister.

I never thought that anything could get worse, until the zombie apocalypse happened and I realized, just how wrong I was.

Life wasn't the best before this, but it sure as hell beat the Zombies. 

My name is Destiny Jameson, I am 22 years old and this is my story. 

(This story follows some of the Story line of 'the Walking Dead TVS' but it strays quite a bit).

Thank you to @TheDrunkenChipmunk for the amazing Cover :DAll 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

Wilted Thorns • Glenn Rhee by JohnMurphysGirl

SHE LEARNED TO LICK THE KNIVES DIPPED IN POISON. Nothing was ever given to Rebekah Dixon on a damn silver platter. Everything that made up her core being was embedded in survival. Nobody was coming to save her like a damned princess locked in an ivory tower. Her life was in shambles the minute she was born to an alcoholic, abusive father. One brother half in and out of her life like clockwork every few weeks, juvie, jail, and the other brother who tried his damned best to shield her. Even if it was futile. He just kept coming and coming. Until he didn't. GLENN RHEE was just a pizza delivery boy swarming in debt, barely making ends meet when the rise of the dead began. Pizzas. A different kind of survival was embedded in who he was the moment he left the safe haven of Michigan and ventured to Macon. He knew the ins and outs of the city better than the mayor himself, probably, and that was the sole reason he survived the initial onslaught of the dead. His family was surely dead. All gone, wiped off the face of the earth as far as Glenn knew. When he met Rebekah, all Glenn could think was that maybe the end of the world wasn't so bad if he could look at her. She was hardened, not much of a talker. Not like he was, and yet.. He could not stop trying to get the girl to smile. The two unlikely survivors find solace in each other.. eventually.

I need you, even if it is wrong by Hailey_Lynn88

Hi guys! So I personally am a huge fan of Shane Walsh! He's def an underrated character, which is such a shame. But when I'm a fan of someone I like to read fanfics about them. Well Shane, nor Jon have a lot of fanfics or finished fanfics. So I decided to start one myself :) I hope you enjoy! Im a girl named Harper grimes and this is a story on how my life went from. Amazingly great to confusing, heartache betrayal and just plain old horrible. Ps. I also have a tiny crush on my dads bestfriend. I'm in denial of it and keep pushing it away because I'm only 18, but idk if I can hide it for much longer... keep reading and see if I do hide it forever or if I finally tell him I do not own any characters from amc the walking dead. Only Harper Grimes and any other oc charecter I bring in. I won't exactly follow the story line but it will be similar! Love you all! ♥️

Daryl's Precious Gem (Daryl Dixon FanFiction) by Sidneyv15

"You're my gem and mine alone.." As Ruby journeys across the state in search of her family she's taken captive by Daryl Dixon. Ruby may be small but she will definitely give Daryl a run for his money. With death around every corner how will Ruby beat the odds? What happens when an unexpected love interest comes between the things she most desires? Disclaimer: I do not own any of the TWD characters or storyline. I only own my characters I've created and the storyline I've gone with. This is my own adaptation of the show and does not completely follow the shows storyline. There is heavy language, sexual and violent scenes and some sensitive topics that may not be suitable for all audiences. Read with discretion. TWD: season 5-7 (also flashbacks through season 1-4) Top Rankings: #1 in daryldixonfancfiction #1 in amcthewalkingdead #1 in thewalkingdead #1 in zombiesurvival #1 in twddaryl #1 in reedus #1 in daryl #2 in twdfanfic #2 in normanreedus #2 in amctwd #2 in dixon #3 in twdfamily #4 in zombieapocalypse #6 in grimes #7 in hilltop #9 in twdlovestory #9 in twd All Rights Reserved @Sidneyv15 Cover by @JB_Justin_Bieber

Surviving The Undead: A Southsider's Tale (Daryl Dixon Love Story) by kylie_nicolexo

In the depths of the Southside, where chaos and whispers intertwine lies Kimberly an unpredictable soul confined within the walls of a psych ward. The world had gone to hell and her brothers rescue her out of her solitude and set off on a mission to find their family. Little did they know , finding their family would cause them all a lot of pain and suffering. {season1-6} Season 1 ✅ Season 2 ✅ Season 3 ✅ Season 4 ✅ Season 5 ✅ Season 6 ✅ completed 10/10/23 Highest ranking: #3 carlgrimes 20/8/23 #7 glennrhee 23/8/23 #8 bethgreene 30/8/23 #1 daryldixon 30/8/23 #1 sashawilliams 6/9/23 #1 negansmith 19/9/23 # 1 twd 10/10/23 #1 michonne 22/10/23 #2 shanewalsh 22/10/23 #1 andrea 29/10/23 + 12/3/24 + 4/9/24 + 18/10/24 #3 glennrhee 13/1/24 #1 tyreesewilliams 12/2/24 #1 merledixon 29/2/24>>27/8/24 + 4/9/24 + 4/10/24 #1 lorigrimes 23/5/24 #1 bethgreene 27/6/24 oc x Daryl Dixon (I don't own any of the characters besides Kim, her backstory and her family.) (All rights to AMC) ~This story will not follow the show completely with changed dialogue and settings but will still follow closely~ (WILL BE UPDATED EVERY 2 DAYS) HOPE YOU ENJOY!

Savage World •••Daryl Dixon••• by The-Auctor

Carol glanced back and her heart stopped when she saw the scars crisscrossing her back and her unevenly healed ribs making her torso lumped in a few places. She felt tears roll down her cheeks as she unknowingly reached over and skimmed her fingers over the skin, making Asher jump away from her touch. "Did they do this to you?" Asher shook her head no to answer her. "You can tell me the truth, sweetie." "It isn't like that! They saved me from this. They- they saved me from the ones who did this." "What happened to the ones who did this?" Asher looked at the ground, remembering the screams of her mother outside the locked basement door that day. "They got what they deserved." •••A Daryl Dixon Story••• Disclaimer: I do not own any of the TWD characters or main plot, I simply own my characters and my changes to the plot line. THIS STORY IS ALL ONE BIG POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNING PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION! Awards: #1- thewalkingdead 1/22/19 #1- rickgrimes 1/28/19

Zedler, M.D. // Daryl Dixon by xBaileyxAnnx

Beatrix and Daryl had never met before. In fact, they lived two completely different lives. Beatrix lived in the city, right beside of the hospital, which is where she spent most of her time. Her favorite thing to do at work-besides work, of course-was to talk to her patients and the nurses. She had never been in trouble a day in her life. She had a perfect record, not even being stained with as little as a speeding ticket. Daryl lived in a secluded cabin, at least three miles away from any civilization. The only time he ever talked to anybody was when he was forced to at work. He was constantly in and out of jail, mostly taking the blame for his older brother, but nobody knew that except for him. He destroyed the name Dixon. You couldn't have picked two people that were more different. What happens when the apocalypse brings them together? Will they ever be able to be together? Or will the apocalypse destroy them, just like everything else? Disclaimer: I do not own The Walking Dead or any characters/idea from the show. AMAZING cover by: @krisk- I HAVEN'T EDITED THIS YET BUT I'M GOING TO START SOON I PROMISE. Bear with me please until I can sit down and get some editing done!! I'm a just a college kid with hella hard classes and not enough time. Ps thanks for checking out my story!! :)

Please don't love me like you loved my mother |OC| Beth greene | Rosita Espinosa by C4ndyN3cklace

Daryl Dixon's!sister OC 🕸️ they never did love her mother. "Pa wasn't no daddy, Merle might've been my daddy but he's long gone, and you for sure ain't my daddy, so get off my ass." Destiny Dixon is fucking strange. It's the only way to describe her. She gets yelled at for staring at the lady friends her Pa and her brother bring home. She's gruff and unsociable like the rest of her family, and she doesn't look like she even remotely belongs to them. Her mama, a-probably illegal-Mexican woman that Pa had never wanted to admit knocking up. She'd married Will Dixon, suffering through his infidelity and addictions, and promptly kicked the bucket when her daughter was five. The good thing about being strange and a Dixon is that there isn't anyone to see you being weird. Dusty-she hates Destiny, makes her sound like as much of a whore as her mother was-had spent her childhood isolated with only immature grown men for company, and now that the dead are rising and she's been thrust in to a camp full of rather normal people, Dusty's gotta get her shit together. She can't rely on her brothers forever. Reuploaded from AO3 under the same user

Second Wind | TWD by dixonsrose

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Daryl's little princess by WhiteWolfLife

UNCONTINUED!!! Will not update! It's been two years since I've seen my dad. I hate my mother; or monster as I call her. She doesn't care about me...its just the child support from my dad she cares about and she goes and spends it all. My name is Sky Rose Dixon and dad is Daryl Dixon. My life is horrible with mom hitting me and my stepdad Philip. He just likes touching me. I wish my dad was here to get me out of this.

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