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The Only Universal Language is Violence (Daryl Dixon X Male OC)

MIshaSatanHimself

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Reads 3,466
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Parts 11
Time 1h 28m

MIshaSatanHimself

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TWD Daryl Dixon spinoff

Harvey:
I used to be a lot of things. Good and bad ones. Depends on who you ask. I knew all the dark parts of this world and I tried my best to change it in the only way the world understood. But when the bloodshed touched what I cared for the most I had to stop. I changed my life radically and abruptly. I needed to erase my old self, and I did. When the world takes a violent turn to the end I have to put a lot of effort to keep my newly acquired pacifistic mentality. I tried my best to find new ways to fight for things I believe in, peaceful ways that will stop the bloodshed, by the time I realize there's no such way the bloodshed has already happened. And I'm left with a kid I care for more than I care for my own life and the man for whom I'm ready to break every rule I placed for myself in the past twenty-something years. One hell with it, I never liked rules anyway.All Rights Reserved

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The Walking Dead - The Nurse by KaileyRose039

TWD, seasons 1-8 currently published. Dark Romance - Slow Burn. Starts off with her falling for Rick possibly ends with her and Daryl. I like me some drama so hehe. - ❝I remembered how it all started. How the world went from civilized with jobs, normal people, conversations. Without the fear of being consumed alive by undead man. Torn apart, left to turn into one of them. I remember the time before I met Rick, Daryl, Glenn, Maggie, all of them. The time before I feared for my sanity. I remember that day at the hospital when a man was rolled in unconscious and injured, my fifth GSW case that month alone. I remember all those cases before him for the past month, the fevers of 110, the quick unstoppable deaths. The bites. I remember the first time I smelled burning flesh and gunpowder. How it coiled around my lungs and burned my nose as I inhaled. The mangled body of my intern littered with bullet holes. I remember the time before the war, I remember when I could go home and sleep without fear of being bitten the next day. I remember the day I had a son, blood or not, and I remember the day he was murdered in front of my eyes. I remember it all. I remember too much. Why were we the ones who live? Why not Glenn? Why not Carl? Henry, or Enid? Any of the other many people we lost for the sake of what, humanity? I had a son once, I had a family. And where are they? ❞ - follow Avery Warren's journey from ER Nurse to survivalist as she navigates a world overrun by the undead. She must deal with dangerous situations, deadly threats, and her own group's disagreements as she strives to protect her people and seek safety in a seemingly hopeless world. She faces the constant threat of both walkers and other humans, struggling to find a safe haven from the zombies while also trying to maintain her humanity. - I only own my characters; the rest belong to AMC and Robert Kirkman.

Ruin Me So You Can Save Yourself (Daryl Dixon X Male OC) by MIshaSatanHimself

Sam: I was raised the way that teaches you to be selfless. That's what I was doing my whole life. Taking care of my little brother when my parents couldn't or didn't want to, helping with chores, working, doing my best at school so I don't embarrass my family name, following my father's dreams and mothers expectations. Everything for them, to satisfy them, to please them. No one was ever satisfied with me though, I'm never good enough for no one. So as usual I bought a drink to reward myself for a once again perfect score on the exam. One drink turns into five and I find myself following some guy with pretty eyes. What I didn't know is that next time we meet I'm not going to be the one drunk and it's not going to be the last time I see him either. Quite the opposite, he'll manage to turn my life upside down, ruining it completely, and only the end of the world will be able to fix all of it. Daryl: When I was younger I used to think I was born with a curse in my blood, but then I understood that life is just a bitch. From my mother's death to surviving under my father's thumb and then jumping under Merle's. Whole my life I stood neck deep in shit, be it bird shit, my own shit or my family's. Every day is a stupid fight to not drown in that pool of shit, and for years the only thing keeping me floating were drugs and alcohol. But then, this bloody sunshine dropped into my life. After all the years of violence and roughness I grew to crave him like a secret drug. His gentle touch, his unconditional love and care. As much as my scarred soul craves it, this thing between us is crossing all the lines and breaking all the rules I knew. So I drown in ecstasy and weed even more, trying to figure myself out, so lost in my own bullshit that I didn't notice that his perfect life isn't as good as he says it is, and when I finally open my eyes, he's gone. He's fucking gone, and world is too, or at least the way we knew it.

Everything Changes (Sequel To Daryl's Girl) by geedixon1

Following on from the original Daryl's girl, a lot of things have changed in Lily's life. No one knows when or how the world will go back to the way it used to be. It's just a matter of waiting and surviving as long as possible. No one ever thought that killing would be the only option, but to protect the ones you love and care about, it's not just a case of wanting, it's needing to to keep them alive which Lily had come to know. With the help from those who care and a certain loving Redneck, will anyone survive? With the challenges already faced and more yet to come, will this be her breaking point or is everything too far gone...

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

Trail Of Ashes ➳ Daryl Dixon by LearnWithAnxiety

𝙎𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙩𝙤 "𝙁𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙇𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩" 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘭 𝘋𝘪𝘹𝘰𝘯/𝘖𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 Despite all of Marshall's efforts and the blood, sweat, and tears he shed alongside Rick and his group, the harsh reality of the new world can't be ignored forever. Everything, no matter how reinforced, can come crumbling down when enough pressure is applied. The worst part of it? He thought he'd finally found a home. He was building something here, something safe, with a new found family. With Daryl. Now it's back to square one. It'd be easier if he stopped getting his hopes up. It'd hurt less, but... that's not who Marshall is. That's not who he'll ever be. ＠ＬｉｔｈｏｐｈｅｎｅｏｎＡＯ３（ＡｒｃｈｉｖｅｓＯｆＯｕｒＯｗｎ） Posted directly from Ao3. I am NOT the original Author.

The World Goes to Hell // Daryl Dixon by WinterIsImmortal

It's hard to survive a world where everything wants to kill you. Every corner you turn, every decision you make, and every breath taken. There's always something lurking, something craving to end your life. But when the world absolutely goes to complete shit, what can you expect?

Trust Me | Daryl Dixon by longnightswriting

When Liz is saved by a group of strangers, she has no idea what kind of crazy impact they'll have on her life. Prequel to: For The Ones I Love *You can read this book first or second, it really won't matter too much. This is not a story that'll give you instant satisfaction with the main characters falling in love right away and having sex within the first few chapters. This is a story of struggle and character evolution. This is a story about a girl named Liz with a rough background who finds a home with the characters we know and love. This is her story and it will not be rushed. **Daily updates This fanfic is based off of the TV show The Walking Dead and will follow closely to its original plot but will still deviate greatly. I own none of the characters but my own. Includes: Harsh language Violence Sexual situations 16+

Forever Alone // Carl Grimes (The Walking Dead) by anonfaerie

| Book One of the 'Forever' trilogy | ~•~ "I'm like a grenade, Carl. I'll explode one day and I'll take everything and everyone down with me. I cause trouble, hell, I am trouble, and I don't want you to fall because of my temper or my stupid need to put myself as risk to save everyone else." ~•~ A broken world brought them together. Two kids with much to learn, much to see and much to experience. They grew together, and in turn, shaped eachother. It began as an average story, a small piece of what turned out to be an extraordinary life. It was never going to be a happy story, it was going to have ups and even harder falls. They grew together, they became different people and left behind their childhood. She had a shattered soul, and him, a hardened heart. She was going to become what she was destined to be; A Leader. He was going to stand by her side and fight for what he loved; A Warrior. There was much to face before they saw that future. Many scars, tears and losses to endure before they saw that light. So their story began like most others; A girl met a boy. ~•~ Completed : 16th August 2015 Sequel : Forever Unfinished ~•~ *Warning* ~ Contains violence~ All the characters are of the Walking Dead cast and a few of my own. All their rights and settings used go to the Walking Dead team. I do not follow the storyline but some settings and character plots may be used.

Nicotine by awriterspromise

Death is a cruel, unbiased monster that only understands what it is to take. Addiction is strange. It is being hung on something that you know will only end up hurting you in the end. You keep coming back because despite knowing it will be your demise; you can't stop. It's the high of feeling with your drug of choice. There's no such thing as moderation with an addict. It's all or nothing. Love is mischievous. It pounces on you when you least expect it, grips your heart and messes with your head when you don't want it to. Even when you're terrified of receiving another broken heart, love doesn't give you a choice in the matter. No matter how hard you fight it. A woman, with fire in her past and a tongue as sharp as a razor blade, and a man, misjudged by his upbringing with a seemingly stone heart, fall victim to the big three. Together, they navigate a world of hatred and violence and learn that love exists in this cruel world in each other. He's never been taught what it is to love. She's terrified of ever loving again because it only hurts her in the end. They were both survivors long before the world fell apart. Little do they know, they will toss caution to the wind and give into their desires because that's what they always do. Like smoking a cigarette. *This is a DarylDixonxOC Fanfiction. I do not own The Walking Dead or any of it's characters*

𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐚'𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐱. carl grimes by greendle

"there's a new sheriff in town!" "a damn good one too" - [carl grimes x fem!oc] [dixon] [twd season 3 - 8] [slowburn] It gets a lot better as you read, I promise! ^i'm in the process of editing the beginning to make it better :) - #9 in #carlgrimes #3 in #maggierhee #5 in #twdlovestory

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The World Goes to Hell // Daryl Dixon cover

Trust Me | Daryl Dixon cover

Forever Alone // Carl Grimes (The Walking Dead) cover

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The Walking Dead - The Nurse

TWD, seasons 1-8 currently published. Dark Romance - Slow Burn. Starts off with her falling for Rick possibly ends with her and Daryl. I like me some drama so hehe. - ❝I remembered how it all started. How the world went from civilized with jobs, normal people, conversations. Without the fear of being consumed alive by undead man. Torn apart, left to turn into one of them. I remember the time before I met Rick, Daryl, Glenn, Maggie, all of them. The time before I feared for my sanity. I remember that day at the hospital when a man was rolled in unconscious and injured, my fifth GSW case that month alone. I remember all those cases before him for the past month, the fevers of 110, the quick unstoppable deaths. The bites. I remember the first time I smelled burning flesh and gunpowder. How it coiled around my lungs and burned my nose as I inhaled. The mangled body of my intern littered with bullet holes. I remember the time before the war, I remember when I could go home and sleep without fear of being bitten the next day. I remember the day I had a son, blood or not, and I remember the day he was murdered in front of my eyes. I remember it all. I remember too much. Why were we the ones who live? Why not Glenn? Why not Carl? Henry, or Enid? Any of the other many people we lost for the sake of what, humanity? I had a son once, I had a family. And where are they? ❞ - follow Avery Warren's journey from ER Nurse to survivalist as she navigates a world overrun by the undead. She must deal with dangerous situations, deadly threats, and her own group's disagreements as she strives to protect her people and seek safety in a seemingly hopeless world. She faces the constant threat of both walkers and other humans, struggling to find a safe haven from the zombies while also trying to maintain her humanity. - I only own my characters; the rest belong to AMC and Robert Kirkman.