Life that Gives (Merle Dixon X FemReader!)

Life that Gives (Merle Dixon X FemReader!)

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It was a typical day in Woodberry. Y/n the sister of the governor, was out foraging for supplies with her group when she stumbled upon a man at the point of death in a shack. He was barely clinging to life. Y/n knew she couldn't leave him to die, so she and her group brought him to their community. The man's name was Merle Dixon, and he was a rough and gruff sort of character. Despite his gruff exterior, Y/n could see that he was a valuable asset to the community. He was a skilled fighter and quickly rose through the ranks to become the second lieutenant, right under the governor himself. Y/n was impressed by his dedication and loyalty, and she found herself drawn to him in a way she hadn't expected. At first, she brushed off her feelings as nothing more than gratitude for the man who had been saved from certain death. Y/n couldn't deny Merle. He was a complex man, with a troubled past and a hard exterior, but underneath it all, Y/n could see a kind and caring soul. But with Merle. He hesitant to act on his feelings. He was a man who had been through so much in his life, and he was afraid to let his guard down and open himself up to the possibility of love. He was used to being on his own, to fending for himself and not relying on anyone else but his brother. The idea of letting someone in, of letting himself be vulnerable, terrify him. "Wha' wron wi' ya? Love aint fo a Dixon. . . 'm Just sum stupid red neck-" Merle Dixon "-but your not just some stupid red neck. . . but a wonderful brave man, who's life matters. . . That's What Life Gives You. . . the Life That Gives. . . and I would never expect you to become my deepest scar." Y/n Blake ~••~••~••~••~••~••~•••~••~••~ Ps: It Might take LONG to Update¯⁠\(⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ;)_⁠/⁠¯ Don't hate me 😀 I made it for a reason. There is barely any of Merle X Reader 😭 So why not? Starting Date: 3-14-23 Finish Date:
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"Dale.." The words died in Riven's throat as he turned to look at Dale. Dale was lying on the ground, and his eyes were wide, horrified. His stomach was ripped open, and he was panting and moaning in pain, gurgling. Riven fell to his knees beside him, shaking his head in denial. Not Dale, Dale can't die, not him. "Just.. just hold on," "Help! We need help over here!" Riven shouted as loud as he could, hoping the others could hear him. "Shit, fuck, what do i do?" Tears welled up in his eyes as he removed his jacket, his hands were shaking as he placed his jacket over Dale's stomach causing Dale to gurgle. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, old man.. help!" Dale's hand touched his arm, and Riven looked at him as tears slid down his face, blurring his vision, but Riven could see Dale reaching for his knife. "No, no, we can.. Hershel can help you." He was trying to convince himself that Dale wasn't dying, but there was no hope for Dale. He was in pain, and he was asking for mercy. Riven reached for his knife, his fingers curling around the leather, and he sniffled, nodding his head. "I'm sorry.." "I'm so sorry."

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