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Trouble
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Ongoing, First published Apr 14, 2025
Mature
CURRENTLY BEING EDITED!!! 
TrailerPark!Daryl Dixon x GoodGirl!Reader 

Summer of '84 was the first time you laid eyes on Daryl Dixon. And it didn't take long to figure out that he was trouble.

Not that you didn't already know the name - everybody in Monroe County did. The Dixons had a tainted reputation to say the least, with Daryl involved in what seemed like constant fights and Merle doing his own thing after returning from the military - selling drugs, drinking. 

You got straight A's but would never bring them up unless someone asked, even then downplaying the achievement. You smiled politely, were captain of the cheer team, wore pressed skirts and soft perfume. People looked at you and saw a future. Clean lines. White picket fences. Safety. You had a reputation purer than a blank canvas. 

Daryl Dixon? He was the opposite of all that. The epitome of chaos, the definition of being on the wrong side of the tracks. Sure, he made a living, if you could call it that - selling drugs for Merle, doing the odd job fixing up bikes and cars.
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