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When I'm with you

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Maggie Greene x Female OC

Maddison Dixon is 21 years old when the dead take over the world. She was known as the clumsiet Dixon, she was always down for a good hunt, and an adventure. One adventure she wasn't prepared for was The Walking Dead. Growing up, Her and Daryl, despite being thirteen years apart were the closest of the three siblings, weather it was because merle was never home, or the fact that Daryl pracrically raised her himself, they were best friends and no matter what the other had the others back and that would never change. There was no one in the world she trusted more in this wold than her big brother, she aspired to be like him growing up he was her hero and her idol. He was the only one who accepted that she liked woman, and he was the only one who showed up to her school plays, or family day at school, and for the most part tried taking most of her beatings from their dad. 

She didn't think she was going to find love in the end of the world, not that her chances were much better before the world took a turn for the worst. Then she met Maggie Greene. She was the beautiful farmers daughter, with a bright smile, bright eyes, and the mouth of a sailer. She enjoyed Maggie's company the two girls became close fast, and she fell for her fast, and hard. She would protect her with her life no matter the cost. Maggie had fallen just as hard for the redneck girl, her wild personality and her goofy light persona made her easy to be around, and talk to, they had many deep conversations and Maggie fell for her just as hard as Maddy had fallen her. It was a beautiful thing in a dark ugly world. Maggie became her home.

"When I'm with you, Maggie greene the world fades away and all thats left is me and you, I fell in love with you and I never wanna get back up again."


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Crossbow And Ashes~Daryl Dixon TWD by prettymissnotperfect

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.

𝑨𝑽𝑬𝑹𝒀 𝑫𝑰𝑿𝑶𝑵 | The Walking Dead by Yeopink

*Trigger Warning Below* Avery Dixon's life ain't never been easy. Daddy's a drunk, big brothers are always fightin', and the world went to hell before she even had a chance to grow up. But she don't cry about it. She don't whine. She survives. That's what Dixons do. Then comes this boy-Carl Grimes. Sheriff's kid. Walks around like he got the weight of the whole damn world on his little twelve-year-old shoulders. Thinks he's grown. Thinks he gotta protect everybody, even when nobody asked him to. At first, Avery don't think much of him. Just another kid, just another face in this messed-up world. But time does something funny to people. They grow. They change. And somehow, somewhere between all the fights, all the blood, all the running and losing and trying to hold on, Carl becomes something else to her. He's stubborn, she's mean. He's got hope, she don't believe in nothing. But he looks at her like she's worth something, like she ain't just some broken thing held together by spit and rage. And that? That's dangerous. 'Cause love in a world like this? It ain't soft. It ain't easy. It's war. ⚠️Trigger Warning ⚠️ Child abuse, blood, mentions of rape, death, violence, Gerontophilia. Partly inspired by The Carl Grimes Fanfiction "Sweet and Salty" by user SweetandSaltyWP

Home is You ('Home Is' Book One - Daryl Dixon) by cantgettosleep

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Bandwagon of Death || Daryl Dixon x OFC by bddavidfanfic7

𝓗𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓱𝓲𝓶𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻. જ⁀➴ She let her clothes be thrown in a way for me to follow her trail. I picked up every article of clothing as I heard the water streaming from behind the curtains. Folding her clothes on near where she kept her shoes, I stripped off my clothes, and stepped into the shower with her. My hands wrapped around her waist, as I stick my face in the crook of her neck. I started to do a trail of kiss up to the back of ear. The tension on shoulders started to break slowly as I kiss each inch of her skin. I'd been so worried about how she is mentally doing since the death of Lori. She hadn't processed much after the little nugget was birthed. She jumped into action immediately after, coming with me to get formula, and didn't stop until we got back to our mattress. Which she didn't sleep much and I followed her out as she let's out what she had been holding all day. I also have been holding back something for the past couple weeks. And I want to be able to tell her, but with everything going on, I'm not sure when it's appropriate time. Hell, the words have never been formed in my mouth. Not even with my brother. So instead of talking verbally, I let myself speak physically. Her body turned to me, giving me a heated kiss. When I pushed her to the wall of the bathroom, it was game over for the both of us. - - - The Walking Dead AU Daryl Dixon x OFC 𝐁.𝐃.𝐃. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜 (𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏)

The Grimes Daughter (Daryl Dixon) by DxrkHorizon04

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Always (A Daryl Dixon/ The Walking Dead Fanfiction) by ree_louise

"It's you and me Daryl, like it always has been." I say, looking into his dark blue eyes. "The way it always will be." He states. I nod my head, a small smile on my lips, "Always." Bree Winchester had known the Dixon brothers since she was running around in diapers. Living next door to the Dixon brothers came with its ups and downs. Daryl was her best friend growing up, he always had her back and she always had his, with Merle protecting the both of them. She had always liked Daryl but knew he never saw her that way. She knew that no matter what, Daryl would always protect her. When the dead began to walk and the world went to hell, she ran off under the protective arms of Daryl and Merle. There they met a group of survivors and everything changed. With Merle's disappearance, a Bree is all Daryl has left in this new world. Will she be enough for him? Will their relationship change without the influence of his older brother? Can they become something more? Copyright ree_louise I do not own any of AMC's stories or characters.

Fuck You Dixon (DarylDixonXreader) by viLYNNous

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WITH YOU | TWD by BiggerBetterBat

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Second Wind | TWD by dixonsrose

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