𝙊𝙇𝘿𝙀𝙍, ( the walking dead. )
꩜. Riley had never known how to be "young." While other kids were losing themselves in drama at school and crushes, she was busy excavating a life from the silence her father left behind.
He wasn't just absent. There was a hollow space in the center of her chest that she tried to fill with the attention of men who were old enough to know better, but rarely were. She traded her youth for the fleeting hope of being "seen," only to find that most men just wanted to take what was left of her.
Her father was just a shadow, nothing more than the collection of stories her mother told her about her father. A blueprint for a man she never knew and never wanted to know but spent her life trying to fill the void he left.
Then, when the world ended, she found a safe sanctuary at a farm with her beloved best friend, Maggie Greene, whose family took Riley in with open arms after the fall. Then, Daryl Dixon and his group wound up at the farm.
He was jagged, angry, and carried his own trauma like a shield. Daryl didn't offer the fatherly love that Riley spent her life craving. He offered something that was way more terrifying than anything else. The truth of what it looks like to be truly broken and to keep still standing.
"𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙣, 𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙣
𝙨𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙
𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙗 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚,"
- feist
season 2 - season ?
started- 01/14/24
completed- ?
daryl dixon x fem! oc
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Currently abandoned and searching for the will to continue this project.
edit: picking up this fic after 2 years and changing up the writing and moodboard and the published parts are going to the drafts because I need to edit them, but will definitely have the same plot and characters. Really thankful to see how much