Normanreedus Stories

This story is about Daryl Dixon from The Walking Dead,but add in two daughters how will Daryl's story change? I don't own any of the Walking Dead characters. I just own Margaret, Hayley,and Maddie. And any future characters I might add that I make up. --Daughters: Hayley 10 years old, and Madison(Maddie) 2 years old. Will include more of Hayley than Maddie since Maddie is a lot younger, but she gets a lot more included and can do more things as the story goes on.💕 WARNING: will have curse words. First story too so🙃 Please vote for my story, and share it with your friends it would be greatly appreciated 😊😘 [Slow Updates]

Rosalie Walsh is the sister of Shane Walsh, she has a 13 year old son named Connor. They're the only family she's got left and when the apocalypse happens she will fight tooth and nail to keep her family alive. Little did she expect that with the end of the world she would find the most unexpected thing with the person she thought she'd never fall for. Daryl Dixon / OC

Daryl Dixon x Wife!Reader Minors DNI After only being married for a year and a half, your brother-in-law drags you and your husband Daryl out of the house because the dead start to rise. The three of you find a group, filled with mostly nice people who take you in. Everything goes great until Merle gets handcuffed to a roof and the camp gets attacked, inciting a trip to the CDC, then you get the news of a lifetime. The official Till Death Do Us Part Playlist: https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLKCEEjzNMnFiUlQTR8BDQeJGZlegyV-ou&si=F2Ar7Xxl0yMqKcOM TW: typical TWD violence, character deaths, canon deaths, smut, pregnancy, medical situations, detailed gore and triggering situations/topics, basically canon compliant TWD, birth scene, Reader's age is ambiguous but is over the age of 21, Reader is openly stated to not be from Georgia, but no other identifying details, please tell me if I need to add another tw Top Ratings: #6 in alexandria #52 thewalkingdeadxreader as of 4/19/2026

I slipped behind a tree, holding my dagger tightly in my hand. Fear shook through me, crawling up my spine like roaches. A man sat on a log eating a squirrel with a clean crossbow in his free hand. He had coldness in his eyes and the sleeves of his shirt were ripped off. He ate slowly, his gip tight on his bow. Something told me.... He knew I was there... NOT THE OWNER OF THE WALKING DEAD, OR CHARACTERS OFF AMC WALKING DEAD

For almost three years, Lingara Valehart survived the apocalypse by doing what others would call impossible-hiding instead of fighting, running instead of standing her ground, and refusing to let the world harden her heart. While others became stronger, colder, and deadlier, she remained soft. And somehow, she survived. What Lingara doesn't know is that somewhere along the way, two mesmerizing bluish eyes of a quiet hunter with a crossbow began watching from the shadows. Daryl Dixon. At first, it was curiosity. A flash of red hair between the trees. A strange girl who smiled too much for the end of the world. Then it became something else. Something neither of them realized was happening. Because sometimes, the people protecting us don't even realize they're doing it. ₊˚.༄🦋⋆˚｡୨୧🏹๑‧˚₊ꔛ⊹˚🧟‍♂️₊꩜ 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳'𝘴 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝗗𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿: 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘧 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺. 𝘕𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥. 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘞𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘧

At a comic-con to meet the one and only Norman Reedus. What will entail?

Ciara Greene survived the end of the world. The farm fell. The prison fell. People she loved died. Yet somehow, she kept going. Because home was never a place. It was the people worth fighting for.

he didn't know if she was soft, strong, weak, or even whimsical - all he knew was that he was drawn to her and she refused to lead him astray. ☾⭒ carl grimes x oc ➸ season 5 started: february 2026

Capri Greene was just twelve years old when her whole world dissolved into chaos. She clung to the last pieces of normal she could find, the farm, her family, and the hope the world might get better. The Greene Farm was supposed to be safe. That's what they told her. That's what they always told her. Until it wasn't. Now, Capri must face the world, a world away from the farm she once knew. Alongside her sisters, her dad, and a group of strangers she now calls family, she'll fight to hold onto the hope of what still remains. ─── ⋆⋅ ❤︎ ⋅⋆ ─── [Season Two - Season Eleven] STARTED: Oct 2025 ENDED:

We can simultaneously be human and monster. 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 . . . Daryl Dixon and Valerie Brown set aside their own reservations and learn to love one another at the end of the world. Daryl Dixon x Fem!Oc Twd season 3 - 11 STARTED: 5/30/26 FINISHED: TBD

Semi-mature. Completed. There is such a thing as being too 'eligible' a bachelor and Norman is finding the price of fame a high one. He thought having a wife would give him some protection. But this is one trip down the aisle that could end up with him falling head over heels.... If anyone is interested, I have a semi-mature Daryl Dixon ongoing series starting with 'Home is You'. Have a squiz under my profile for links 😁 Onyas!

Semi-mature. Completed. Book Two picks up immediately from the last chapter of Home is You. Nate is an Aussie girl who was stranded in Georgia during the outbreak. She and fellow traveler Leo joined a group of survivors in Atlanta. Nate got her first taste of love, but her life was ripped apart again by tragedy. Thanks to a chance encounter with a man called Hershel Greene, Nate is welcomed by a new family and they settle down into the relative security of a prison. It's here that Nate and fellow survivor Daryl Dixon find the one thing that had eluded them for so long. But the Governor has just played his final hand, tearing their family apart. The story continues.... If anyone is interested, I have some Norman Reedus fanfics. Bit of fluff and romance - semi mature. Have a squiz under my profile for links 😁 Onyas!

-ˋ.⋆♱ ݁˖ ─ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴇᴇᴛʜ ᴍᴀʀᴋꜱ ᴏɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ─ 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪ [ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ: ꜰᴏᴜʀ] ᴄᴀʀʟ ɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ᴏᴄ © ᴅᴇᴇʀʟʏᴅᴇᴘᴀʀᴛᴅ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ #1 ɪɴ ᴛᴡᴅ - 3/27/21 #1 ɪɴ ᴢᴏᴍʙɪᴇꜱ - 7/30/21 #1 ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢᴅᴇᴀᴅꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ - 9/11/21 #1 ɪɴ ᴄᴀʀʟɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ - 2/10/22 #1 ɪɴ ᴄʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇʀʀɪɢɢꜱ - 6/19/22 #1 ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢᴅᴇᴀᴅ - 7/6/22 ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛

❝ look who's digging their own grave. ❞ ❝ that's what they all say. ❞ ﹙ the walking dead fanfiction ﹚ ﹙ daryl dixon x oc ﹚ ﹙ season one - season eleven. ﹚ ﹙ started 11/15/20 ﹚ ﹙ note; lowercase intended, story will undergo editing when completed due to mistakes. ﹚ ﹙ finished [ ] ﹚ achieved rankings: #1 in daryl 01/07/21 #7 in thewalkingdead 01/04/21 #10 in twd 03/28/21 #14 in normanreedus 01/07/21 #2 in daryl-dixon 03/07/21 #1 in daryldixonfanfiction 01/30/21 #3 in dixon 07/19/21 #1 in twdfanfiction 10/28/21 ᴅɪsᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ; any gifs, images that are used in this book do not belong to me unless stated so. this story will include sensitive topics. added characters belong to me!

Ava is a seventeen year old collage student from England who happens to be visiting America at the worst time possible. After being separated from her group about four weeks ago Ava has had to fend for herself. Nearly being on the verge of death Ava was found by a sheriff called Rick Grimmes. Arriving back at the prison she meets a redneck called Daryl Dixon. He's one of those people who always keep everything to himself. From meeting everyone else in the group Ava starts to feel at home when something major happens. Could anything blossom between Ava and the gorgeous redneck Daryl, who knows in this Walking Dead Daryl Dixon fanfiction.

-𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚃𝚘 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚃𝚘 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝙰𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 rick grimes "i feel 17 all over again." "i never should have left." -How Rick Grimes falls in love with an old flame. (s1-?) (rick grimes x oc)

Daryl Dixon imagines; let me know what you think! ~ officially taking requests again, please don't be shy ~

I mean everyone was nice but Daryl had stuck up for me and had taken my side. But the minute I didn't do so in return was when he shut down. He trusted me since I help out his brother but he didn't have to. He helped me more than I deserved. All he had to do was help me out once and we would have been even. But he went above that and just kept helping me and I had failed to help him in return. I know that the decision I made to save Jim's life was the right one. I mean what was Daryl even thinking, taking a man's life. That's where I know what is right. That's where I draw the line. If we lose are humanity then we are nothing. Our humanity is the only thing we have left in this world. Wait- why am I even thinking, this. I was right and I am right. So why should I care if Daryl is mad or not. I kept this thought repeating in my head but there was something just wrong about it. But the truth is I did care if he was mad at me , because I couldn't take it. I can't take it. I just wanted him not to shut me out. I wanted him to talk to me again. Why do I care this much about it though? ~.~ When seventeen year old Taylor Walsh goes to Atlanta in search of her father she meets two brothers who just may be her way to feeling once again in this world of pain and suffering. But when tragedy strikes can Taylor hold on to the only person she has left or will the end of humanity tear them apart.

"Christina! Christina" I look around, hearing my name being called. I must being going crazy, because no one was there. In a world full of walkers, I think you can go a little crazy...it's been about a week since the whole thing broke out, I hadn't found a living soul for days... I had been living day by day, looking for people, or somewhere safe. I haven't eaten anything in two days, at this rate I don't know how much longer I'll survive. I have no idea what day it is, or what time it is. Can this world ever be rebuilt? I walk along side the rode, looking for a car, maybe a car with actual gas would be nice. I had to keep a low profile, I didn't want people, OR walkers seeing me. I hear a car coming, so I duck behind a huge truck. I heard the car stop. In curiosity I poke my head up tp see what was going on. "damnit! I told you that we had to find gas!" I saw a sandy haired man with a huge weapon in his hands, ready to shoot at anything strange that moves. "Look around, don't you see cars around here? Let's split up and try to get as much gas as we can" I heard a man in a sherif uniform say. "First my brother! Now this?! Rick you're really starting to PISS me off!" I heard the man with the weapon say, pointing the weapon at 'ricks' head. "can we all calm down! Please?" I heard a Asian guy trying to keep calm I shift my body behind the truck, I elbow the side of the truck hard, making the loudest possible noise. "what the fuck?" I heard someone say, not having the balls to poke my head up again "Hey!" I heard the rick person say, and the next thing I know I have a weapon in my face. Rick glares at the man holding the weapon. "Daryl! Put that down!" Rick says

My head is pounding, muffling the sound of moaning corpses from my occupied mind. My vision blurry, distracting my thoughts of Lori, Carl and My brother's whereabouts. My lack of exercise seems to be mocking me as my knotted stomach, weak knees and aching thighs slow me down and my right foot dodges a straggler's hand. This is how it's going to be now isn't it? This is how my life is going to play out, being chased. Day in, day out. Just running, barely escaping corpse's bony hands and bloody bodies as they reach for the human Happy Meal of which they desire. And one day they're going to win. Those...corpses, are the reason that I never got to live a life. I never got to go out and explore the world. I never got to experience life as it was, I never fell in love. Love. There was no chance it could still blossom in the pits of a collapsing world that now belongs to the dead... Could it?