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Normal feels wrong (Daryl Dixon)

Pairing: Daryl x reader

Warnings: implies sex, mentions of deaths

Summary: From the start anything that reminded Y/n of the real world felt wrong, from the CDC to where they were now, Alexandria. But the people were the same, just older and smarter and family.

It all started in the CDC. There were smiles all around, everyone was happy and for once... everything seemed all right. Was it too good to be true? of course it was. But Y/n remembers pretending everything was fine, like the world was back to normal and these people she had met along the way were her friends. 

She didn’t really know how to refer to them.

It’s not like any of them except those who were related, chose to be there, they were all forced towards each other in the weirdest life changing circumstances. 

Maybe it was a sign that they met each other and had lasted as long as they had so far. Maybe she was destined to meet these people, to fit in somewhere. 

Y/n felt this was her chance to prove what she had never been able to prove to her family. That she was strong. That she could be strong if given the chance. 

She ironically laughed. Her family weren’t around to see It anyway. 

Y/n took a sip of the beer in her hand. She didn’t even like beer but she wanted to get drunk, she needed to. 

In fact everyone needed to. It would be good for them all to forget for a while. They had all taken ridiculously long hot showers and changed into fresh clothes,  and they had just eaten a banquet of food that they wouldn’t probably have or see for a long time ahead.

She could tell some of the others were drunk already, Glenn was so tipsy his laugh was louder than anyone else voice. It made Y/n smile, it was nice to hear true happiness. 

Her eyes roamed around the room, flicking to everyone individually. Carol, Carl, Lori, Rick, Shane, Andrea. Until they landed on him. 

Daryl. 

He met her stare, a challenging look, before he smirked to himself, looking down at his bottle of whiskey before taking a long swig. 

It was that moment. That exact moment that Y/n knew Daryl Dixon would be her weakness. 

And by the end of the night it was a whole other story. Y/n knew the real him. The more vulnerable side, the side where he wasn’t this angry red neck person that he initially portrayed under the influence of his brother. But he was a kind man who just wanted to survive. 

He was fearless.

And in her drunken state she told him all of this. Only to receive a small smile and a tug to her hand. 

Daryl was leading her to their rooms for the night, his lips on hers as he pushed her through the door to where he was staying. 

“are we really doing this?” she asked breathlessly. 

He nodded. 

“only if ya want” he spoke, pulling away from her body to look at her. 

“god yeah” she spoke, before he roughly pulled her into him, bodies crashing and lips colliding in a drunken mess. 

It felt good to be this close to someone when she had no one. Even if she knew it would most likely be a one time thing. 

Y/n needed the comfort and she found it in Daryl. 

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Every time she thinks back to that moment, where it all started, she cringes. Things could have gone so differently afterwards if only she had spoken to him when she had the chance. She wished she had woken up just 5 minutes earlier so she could but they were woken in a hurry by panicking voices outside their doors. 

That’s when shit hit the fan and they ended up having to break out of the CDC making it minutes before it exploded infant of their eyes. Their hopes for a better world and a cure burning to a crisp in front of them as walkers all around them started to crawl towards the fire. 

Y/n held a lot of hate towards that day. But it was years ago now. 

They had been through a lot. They had lost a lot and the original group that they started this world with were no longer around. Lori, Andrea, Shane... the list was endless.

And now, it was as if it was too good to be true again. A safe heaven called Alexandria. 

It had houses, running water, food and people. Survivors who had been there since the start. 

It amazed her. While they were out there starving most days and sleeping in woods, this place had been just round the corner. Y/n had lost all hope since the farm, the prison, since Woodbury, being silly enough to believe in terminus and longing for a place where they could just be. 

And then they stumbled upon this place. Well, they were followed and recruited. 

Y/n hated all this free time she had. She didn’t have to think about when she would next eat, whether she would be killed any second, if she could shower. She was almost bored. 

This life seemed to simple and strange after everything. It left her feeling anxious and on edge every minute, waiting for something to go wrong. She just couldn’t relax. 

By the looks of it, she could tell Daryl couldn’t either. He had refused to sleep in any of the houses, opting to stay on the porch. He refused to have his hair cut, he refused to wash. He refused to talk to anyone other than the group. 

It was the perfect opportunity to go and talk to him. 

After all these years of fighting beside each other, going on runs together, Daryl teaching her how to hunt. They had never spoken about what happened in the CDC. It was always on her mind when she was with him. 

But they were friends, really good friends, she would give her life for him and him for hers. He was always there to protect her even if she didn’t need it. 

Daryl had changed a lot from the person he was at the start. He was kind, caring, he loved deeply and she knew when he was hurting. The amount of things all the group had gone through together made them family. 

And here they were. They could all finally just be. 

“hey” Y/n spoke, making the move to sit down on the porch steps next to the hunter. 

He nodded in response. 

“feels weird doesn’t it?” she asked, watching Daryl’s eye line, seeing how he was watching people go about their days.

He didn’t reply, being as quiet as ever.

“it’s like the world before” she carried on, watching as a child ran over to their mother, tugging her hand to get her to join in the children's game of catch. 

“ain’t gonna last” Daryl muttered under his breath.

“It doesn’t feel right, I keep thinking any moment, the walls are going to fall and a heard of walkers will come and then we will be trapped. It’s morbid... I know, but when you’ve been on edge for years its hard not to expect something to go wrong. Especially with all that we’ve been through” Y/n spoke quietly.

“we’ve just gotta trust Rick”. Daryl spoke quietly too. “it may not seem like a good thing but he always has his reasons”

“I’m not as scared anymore” Y/n spoke, causing Daryl to look to her with a sideways glance. 

“you not?” he asked frowning.

“what happens, happens” she spoke. “I don’t care about any of this... well the showers and food are nice and the beds. But this community, these people. I don’t think we can trust them. I just want this for the group. As selfish as that sounds. I only care about them.”

Darly nodded in agreement. 

“I just don’t trust them, what if they turn us against each other. I just can’t lose anyone, Rick, Carl, Carol, Abraham, Maggie, Glenn.. and you, I don’t know what I would do if I ever lost you” she spoke softly. 

She turned to finally face him, watching as he scanned over her face before he stood up silently and walked into the house. 

Y/n was left confused. Confused at his silence, confused as to why he was going inside. 

“you coming?” he called. 

Y/n stood up instantly following after him.

“where are you going?” she asked following after him, he was going into the bathroom. 

“Thought it was about time I make use of the water” he spoke softly, “you gonna show me how it works he said, reaching out for her and taking hold of her wrist gently. 

“It would be my pleasure Dixon” she spoke smiling softly at him before letting him drag her into the bathroom, and locking the door behind.

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Proof that Chris Evans really is Steve Rogers

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One taught me love

One taught me patience

One taught me pain

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Marvel text post trash: because I was bored and had many relatable text posts in my likes  (credit to the text post owners, sources included above)

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Can you do an imagine where Daryl is giving reader back to Negan after a deal with their groups. She begs him not to and he doesn't listen at first. Eventually 1/2 way there him and reader spill their feelings for each other. With fluff please!

sorry it took so long for me to get around to writing it! but it’s up now! thank you for your request, hope it’s okay x

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Don’t let me go

Request: Can you do an imagine where Daryl is giving reader back to Negan after a deal with their groups. She begs him not to and he doesn't listen at first. Eventually 1/2 way there him and reader spill their feelings for each other. With fluff please!

Warnings; Swearing

“look, we have a plan okay, I don’t think many of you will like it and it is risky, but I have high hopes it will work” Rick spoke as everyone sat on the floor inside Ricks house just after Negan had been to Alexandria. 

“I spoke to Negan. If you haven’t already noticed, he took a liking to y/n.” this caught her attention, her eyes meeting Ricks in fear. 

She knew Negan had some kind of infatuation with her, he always made sure he had time to talk to her, ask about her day, make sure she was eating enough and looking after herself. She found it odd how someone so fucked up could be so nice to her. 

“we let her live with them” Rick said straight to the point gain the attention of everyone who looked confused that he would ever suggest this. Daryl stood by the door way meeting y/n’s eyes before looking away. He didn’t react to it.

“no. Most definitely not” Carol spoke “no way in hell, we are family we do not give away one of our own, who knows what could happen to her” 

“I thought you would react like this” Rick sighed. 

“He seems to really care about her” Daryl butted in “thought if we let her get close to him, we have more of a chance of taking him out” 

“we don’t think Negan would treat her badly” Rick said. 

“y/n? your thoughts?” Rick asked, everyone’s attention turning to her. 

Rick had a point and it was a good plan. She could easily get close to Negan. 

“I.. I think it’s a good plan, I don’t think he would hurt me” she mumbled. “I think It would work” 

Rick sighed in relief but Daryl clenched his jaw. He thought it was a ridiculous plan to put her in immediate danger with a psychopath, but he also knew it would probably work, he saw how Negan was with her.

“great, we will leave soon and explain more on the way” Rick spoke. “Daryl, will come with me, the rest of you carry on with todays plans.”

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“We will let you out at least a mile away from their base” Rick said to her, briefing her on what to do. “you tell him you had to get out of Alexandria, that you can’t stand to be there any longer, make it believable. I need you to do this y/n, I need you to build up trust with him, we need him to trust you” 

“o-okay, I can do it, I can do that” she said more to herself. 

She glanced at Daryl who opened the back door of the car for her. She nodded in thanks before climbing in. 

Daryl took a seat next to her, watching her for any reaction. They had both been in this journey together, meeting right at the start of the outbreak, before Rick found them. She felt safe when she was around him, hell she had come to love the man alot. He always looked out for her. She was surprised he didn’t argue about this situation. But she guessed it was because her feelings about him were truly one sided. 

Daryl could see how nervous she was, her hands shaking. 

“you alright?” he asked quietly.

“I - I can’t do this Daryl, please... please don’t make me” she said, scared. 

Daryl’s heart broke more than it had over the past few days at the sound of her voice. 

He reached out to hold her hand. 

“you’ve got this. We would not be sending you if we knew you would be hurt. Negan cares about you and that is obvious to all. No one will hurt you. We need you to do this.” he spoke.

“o-okay” 

Daryl held her hand all the way up until they were roughly a mile away from the Sanctuary.

Rick brought the car to a stop, getting out and making his way around to y/n’s side to open the door.

She sat there for a while before climbing out. Daryl doing the same the other side.

This was it.

Rick gave her a couple water bottles for the rest of her journey, telling her to wipe some mud on her clothes and water on he hair to make it seem as if she walked the whole way to the Sanctuary. They had to make her story believable. 

Rick handed her two knives in case she encountered any walkers, knowing she would be fine as she has fought heards off before, but normally the road to the Sanctuary was clear due to the constant cars and trucks of Negans people coming in and out. 

“we have to go now before anyone catches us, but I know you can do this, I trust you, If we are not here to get you in a couple weeks don’t worry, we just need you to build the trust. I promise you it will be no longer than a month.” Rick spoke. 

A month. She thought, I can do this.

Rick pulled her into a hug, squeezing her tightly before pulling away. 

“you got this kid” he spoke making her chuckle. 

“look after yourself” she spoke to him, smiling. 

Rick got back into the drivers seat leaving her and Daryl alone for a minute.

“so, this is it then” Daryl spoke

“yeah...” she said, it was quiet for a second before she pulled him into a hug, surprising him. She leaned up to kiss him on the cheek. “I love you... please be safe” she whispered. 

Daryl nearly broke own then, he wanted to pull her back into the car and demand she doesn’t go. But they were running out of time.

“take care of yourself love” he spoke, caressing her cheek before meeting her eyes once. He turned away not looking back again, getting into the passenger seat next to Rick. Rick gave her one last wave before putting the car in reverse and driving away.

She watched the retreating car in sadness. She was alone now to make the path to Negan. 

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Bonus

“and what do we have here?” the voice of Negan echoed through the room swinging Lucile over his shoulder, ready for some fun. One of the saviours told him they stumbled upon an Alexandrian, taking them in as prisoner.

 Y/n met his eyes, watching as his face dropped slightly in surprise before smirking. “that will be all” he spoke to the saviours gathered around him. 

They left at his command leaving her alone with him in the room.

“what were you doing out all alone on the roads?” Negan spoke seriously now, he was concerned about her, she looked fairly rough. 

“I was on my way here, your men just made it easier for me by helping me the extra half mile” she smirked at him. 

“oh yeah?” he spoke putting Lucile down and leaning against the desk with his arms folded. “and why would you be making your way here?” he asked raising am eyebrow.

She met his eyes, giving him a cheeky smile which he mirrored back.

“I got bored, wanted some fun and well.. you know Rick, in fact all of them... there kinda boring.” she shrugged picking at the skin on her nail. 

“I can assure you we keep things very interesting around here sweetheart” he smirked. 

She frowned slightly, looking at the floor, acting nervous and vulnerable. She was a good actor and it worked as Negan stood up straighter, making his way towards her worriedly.

“whats wrong?” he asked, his hand cupping her cheek the way Daryls had just hours ago, she shivered at the touch. 

“I... Can I - can I stay here, with- with you?” she asked hesitantly. “I- i can find somewhere else but I -”

“of course you can sweetheart” he spoke wiping a stray tear from under your eye. “I finally have you and I’m not letting you get away so easily” he spoke as you reached up to stroke his cheek before hesitantly kissing him on the mouth as a thank you. 

He replied well, pulling you further into him and deepening the kiss.

This was going to be easier than you thought.

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Do you write imagines for Merle?

I never have but I can do!!

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this made my day 100% better.

My baby Daryl looks so damn cute.

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Title; Choices

Pairing; Draco x Y/N

Warnings; None

“Draco” Narcissa’s voice broke through the silence that had fallen upon the half damaged Castle courtyard. “come”

Y/n could feel Draco shaking where he stood beside her. He was scared, they were all scared. He didn’t want to make a decision. He didn’t want to have to choose between his friends and his own parents.

Hogwarts had been there for him through the darkest of times. It always felt more of a home than the Malfoy Manor. His parents weren’t there for him much when he was growing up, but he knew they loved him and would protect him.

His Mother had nothing but love for him. She just wanted him safe and tried to do the thing that would ensure his safety.

Y/N softly took Draco’s hand squeezing it tightly before letting it go, her hand dropping back to her side.

“it’s okay Draco, you can choose them, they’re you’re parents” she whispered softly.

That’s all he needed to hear from her. He turned to face her, properly looking at her.

He stepped forward without looking backwards, his feet carried him forward towards the Dark Lord. He swore he could almost hear his Mother sigh in relief.

“Ahhh well done Draco” The Dark Lord praised.

Draco wasn’t paying attention anymore. He couldn’t stop thinking that he had made the wrong choice. He wanted to turn back but he knew it was too late now.

His Mother pulled him into a hug as his Father patted him on the back, keeping his hand on his shoulder. Draco made eye contact with Y/n across the courtyard, he quickly reached up to wipe the tear that was threatening to fall from his eye.

He decided to focus on the floor, not daring to look up again. He didn’t know if he would ever be able to talk to her again, would he ever get that chance. There were so many things he had to say to her that may be left unsaid.

“ah I wondered when you would step forward” The Dark Lord said. His voice broke Draco’s thoughts. He looked up curious as to who he was referring to. Draco felt his heart fall to the floor.

As soon as he saw it was y/n he tried to step forward and go to her. But his Father gripped his arm pulling him back in place.

Neville reached for her hand trying to pull her back as she stepped forward again. She hesitated looking down at his hand before turning to him.

“i’m sorry” she mumbled to him “i’m sorry” she said again to the students and friends watching her sadly. Neville nodded, he knew she wasn’t really joining the dark side, she was only going for Draco, everyone understood this, they knew she wouldn’t fight against her own friends. But there was so much more she had to say to Draco.

“a young Gryffindor, i’m sure we can find a place for you, in fact, i’m sure you will fit in just right.” The Dark Lord taunted.

Draco tried to move forward again but his Fathers grip only tightened.

Y/n made her way straight to Draco wasting no time in taking his hand that he had held out for her. He pulled her into his side protectively, kissing the top of her head, relieved that he was next to her. There was no way anybody could harm her now.

Neville had stepped forward to speak. Y/n was to focused on the feeling of Draco next to her and she focused on his breathing instead of the surroundings.

“it’s not over” shouted Neville gaining everyone’s attention as he pulled out the sword of Gryffindor from the sorting hat.

y/n gasped in shock as Harry Potter fell out of Hagrid’s arms. There were cheers and gasps of surprise and happiness. The Dark Lord fired spells at Harry who was running behind the remaining Castle walls.Death eaters were disapperating into the grey sky.

Draco looked down at y/n as she looked up at him smiling with hopefulness. He smiled back knowingly, they had some hope left.

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Where'd you go ? :(

I'm sorry I had a couple months break but I am BACK NOW and I've sorted my life out so I have the time to write now 🎉💕

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You’re all I need (Daryl Dixon x reader)

“Maggie!” Y/n whispered under her breath as soon as she saw her.

She ran towards Maggie, hugging her tightly as Rick followed behind her to do the same.

“You doing okay?” Rick asked

“I’m fine, the baby’s fine” Maggie reassured everyone as Michonne hugged her.

The rest of the group followed rick further into the hilltop, before stopping once something caught Ricks eye.

Y/n couldn’t see who it was until Rick had him in a bone crushing hug.

It was Daryl. Y/n let out a sob feeling weak at the sight.

It caused Daryl to look over and meet her eyes a look of relief coming over his face and a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He looked rough and extremely tired but she could only think of how she wanted to be wrapped up in his arms.

Once he broke the hug with rick she quickly walked over to him, Daryl doing the same as if e didn’t believe she was actually there informs of him.

He had dreamt about being able to be close to her again. All those sleepless nights in the cell, his thoughts of her the only thing keeping him sane.

“Daryl” she whispered as he brought her close into a hug. Her hands came up to rest on the back of his neck, pulling out the hug to examine his face, still not believing that he was right here in front of her.

Her hands came down to cup his cheeks, brushing the hair out of his face and checking where the splattered blood had come from. She was relieved when she couldn’t find any cuts or scratches.

“Y/n” he almost let out a cry.

“Tell me you’re okay, please be okay” she cried

“I’m fine, I’m hear now, gonna take more than that to break me” he whispered cupping her cheek as she leant into his hand, he kissed her on the forehead gently before breaking away to hug Michonne and Aaron.

Rick patted her on the back giving her a small smile.

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“How did you get out?” Y/n asked Taking a wet cloth and wiping the dirt from Daryls face.

“Wasn’t hard, with Negan gone, his followers are useless without him.” Daryl scoffed, tracing his fingers up and down y/N’s arm in a comforting way.

“I’m scared.” She whispered looking vulnerable.

“You shouldn’t be, we’re a family, we have each other and we’re all going to get through this together, Rick will get us through this, he’s done it before” Daryl said “we just all need to be on his side, you know I won’t let anyone hurt you”

“I’m not scared about me, I’m scared about you Daryl” she cried, her voice raising. “What’s Negan going to do once he finds out you’re gone!” She shouted panicking.

“He ain’t gonna notice for at least a day, he’ll blame his followers first but I-I don’t know” he spoke quietly.

“What if he finds you, what if he kills you-I can’t bare the thought Daryl, I can’t…” She cried turning away from him.

He reached out for her hand grabbing it gently to turn her towards himself.

“That’s not gonna happen” he spoke softly pulling her towards him so she was sitting on his lap, head buried in his neck as she breathed in his smell.

“When you were gone… I thought I was going to give up” she whispered, Daryl almost missed what she said. It broke his heart. The whole time he knew her he had realised that she didn’t give up easily.

“Don’t- don’t say that” he whispered back. “Please”

It was silent for a few minutes, the two of them just enjoying being in each others company.

“Daryl ”

“Yeah?”

“I love you” she said looking up to face him.

“I love you too y/n, so so much, being away from you, not knowing whether you were okay , it killed me”

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Hii! Please just write more bc I love your imagines!

Thank you aha xx

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do you do carl or rick imagines

I can do if I'm in the mood so send a request and I might do it one day 😄

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Your imagines give me life just wanted to let you know

Thank you !!

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Imagine; Daryl looking out for you after hearing Shane threaten you.

“I know what you’re doing, I’m not dumb” she said

“What do you mean?” Shane smirked at the 18 year old girl.

“I-i know I don’t speak much but Im pretty observant, I can see what you’re doing” he

“just shut your mouth y/n, it’s better when you don’t speak” Shane spat

“Lori is married! To your so-called best mate! You seriously need to back off and s-stop sending her those… Looks. Ricks gonna notice, it’s pretty obvious to everyone” y/n frowned at him when he shot her a deadly glare. Anger flashed on his face before he quickly walked to where y/n was leaning against a tree.

He grabbed her by her top, fisting her shirt and shoving her up against the tree, her back hitting the rough bumps of bark making her wince.

“You better shut the fuck up y/n. If you dare tell anybody I will drag you from you’re tent in the middle of the night and kill you, then feed you to the walkers for a late night snack.” He threatened, shoving her one last time and leaving her in the woods.

She caught her breath, sitting down on the dirt floor, resting against the trunk of the tree.

Only then did she take in her surroundings, seeing Daryl watching her from a few metres away.

“What did Shane mean?” He asked, frowning at the young girl. Much too young to be out in the woods alone with walkers around every tree.

“H-he … It doesn’t matter.”

“I heard what he said.” Daryl stated bluntly.

“It doesn’t matter… H-he won’t kill me, someone will hear if he tried.”

“That mans messed up, God knows what he’s do.” Daryl said. “I doubt anyone would hear you if he tried, you’re the quietest person here y/n”

“Just because I don’t speak much doesn’t mean when I do my voice is quiet.” She mumbled.

“It’s not safe out here, you shouldn’t be out here alone.” He said walking away in hope that she would get out and back to the farm.

“I can handle myself” she called after him.

He turned round to look at her, raising his crossbow.

She looked scared for a minute as the arrow came flying across in her direction. She winced making herself smaller as she thought it was going to hit her.

She heard a thud behind her, looking to see a walker on the floor, arrow sticking out of its eye.

Daryl smirked at her shocked face as she got up and quickly followed Daryl back to the farm.

“Handle your self my ass” he grunted.

“I’m perfectly capable” she muttered

“Of course” he said smugly.

“I just wasn’t paying attention at that moment.” She said

“That’s the thing, you need to be aware at all times now, if I wasn’t there you’d be the walkers meal.”

They walked in a silence for a while. The words Shane had said to her sinking in. What if he tried to kill her anyway. She knew about him and Lori what would stop him from killing her to prevent others finding out. She though about the past 10 minutes, threatened to be killed, then nearly killed, Daryl saving her ass.

“Thanks” she muttered knowing Daryl would hear.

“Just stay out of trouble” he said as he walked over to his tent, sitting outside and gutting a squirrel he had caught while looking for Sophia.

Y/n walked back to her own tent that was quite a way from Daryls.

Shane caught her eyes sending her the harshest glare. She backed away and decided to go help Carol out with washing.

“Are you okay y/n? You look a bit pale” she asked concerned.

“Oh, well you know I’m just worried about everything… Same as everyone, it’s all a bit overwhelming.” Y/n replied.

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“Glenn, Andrea and I are going on a supply run tomorrow. We’re looking for food, clothes, antibiotics, anything we find useful.” Rick Informed the group.

Y/n has sat next to Daryl at dinner, feeling safer near him than anyone else in the group. She was shaken up over Shane’s threat, he kept sending glares, it was making her uncomfortable.

Daryl picked up on this of course. Being extra observant due to the circumstances of the world now. He could see the deadly look in Shane’s eyes, it wasn’t a threat, he would kill her any chance he got.

He could see the fear in y/n’s eyes. At her young age there was no way he was going to let a psychopath be the reason for her death in this messed up life.

Eventually people started retreating to their tents for bed. Dale on look out from the RV.

Y/N was one of the last ones to leave, fearing the night time as she knew she wouldn’t be able to sleep.

She made her way to her small tent, Daryl was still sat where the group had been minutes ago. He saw Shane follow behind y/n.

He wasted no time in getting up and following. Shane was standing in front of her tent as y/n had started backing away from him.

“Y/n” Daryl called casually “need ya help with something”

Shane narrowed his eyes at her before turning off towards the line if trees.

“Daryl.” She whispered. “I-I’m scared, w-what if he tries to -”

“He won’t.” He said

“How do you know”

“Follow me” he whispered.

If Shane wanted to kill her tonight then he wouldn’t find her in her tent.

Y/n followed him over to his own tent. She was surprised when he unzipped it and ushered her in quickly before following and zipping it up again.

“Sleep in here, he won’t be able to get to you then” he said awkwardly. “I’ll talk to Rick tomorrow”

“Thank you so much Daryl, I really appreciate this” she said softly.

“You can have my sleeping bag it’s warmer, I’ll take the blanket” he said.

“I owe you Daryl” she whispered once she settled down into the sleeping bag that faintly smelt of him.

“Just looking out for you kid” he said before settling down next to her.

“Not a kid” she mumbled sleepily.

“Sure…” He said and she could hear the smirk in his voice.

It was quiet for a while and he thought she was asleep.

“daryl?” She whispered, waiting for a few seconds until he replied.

“Yeah?”

“Do you ever get scared?” She whispered

“No”

“Oh…”

“Do you?” He asked

“Every second” she said “I’m so fucking scared Daryl” she whispered

“Don’t swear, doesn’t sound right on ya” He said rolling over to face her. She looked so small and frightened.

She moved closer to him as he stared . His breath hitching the closer she got. They were face to face now.

Her hand reached up to his cheek, angling his face more towards her as she softly kissed his other cheek.

“Thank you” she whispered.

From then on she slept in the same tent as him

[daryldixo]

It was the first day that we had been living in Alexandria. We had all slept under the same roof, following Ricks orders. We had learnt not to trust straight away, that’s what this world did to people.

Everyone went back to their assigned houses. I was staying with Rick, Carl, Michonne and Daryl, but Daryl still refused to stay in the house longer than half an hour, instead taking to sit on the porch outside.

Daryl was a hard guy to figure out, everyone knew that. Over the long time we’d been on the road for after the prison I couldn’t help but fall a little in love with the man who put everyone’s safety before their own.

He saved the groups more times than I could count.

I had just come out of the shower. It was my second shower since we had been here. The community were throwing a welcome party for us and I thought it would be polite to go after all this place seemed genuine unlike terminus.

Getting out of the shower I realised I didn’t actually have any clothes to change into. I had given them all the Jessie to wash for me.

Wrapping a towel under my armpits I walked down the stairs in search of something to wear.

I found a pile of clothes that weren’t mine on the sofa and started to dig through the them. I was startled when I heard a noise behind me.

“Shit” I jumped me my hand on my chest in shock. “Jesus Daryl you scared me” I said holding the towel tighter.

“Y/n” he said quickly looking me up and down before averting his eyes. “What are you doing?” He asked indicating towards the pile of clothes I was currently looking through. I noticed they were a mixture of his and Ricks.

“Oh- I - uh, I’m trying to find something to wear, I don’t have any clothes at the moment” I said blushing slightly.

He walked over to me, picking up a top that was his and handing it to me.

“Thanks” I muttered embarrassed. “Are you - are you going to the party tonight?” I asked to break the awkwardness.

“No” he scoffed

“Oh, right okay cool, if you see Carol or uh or Michonne could you ask them to bring me back my clothes from Jessie please” I stuttered “well I better go and get dressed” I spoke as he nodded before turning to go back upstairs.

Dressed in just a pair of underwear and Daryl’s top I heard Michonne call me from downstairs.

Forgetting how I was dressed I ran down the stairs.

“Yes?” I asked following her voice to the kitchen. I walked in to see her, Rick, Carl and Daryl standing around the table. “Oh um…” I stood awkwardly looking at the floor.

“Daryl wasn’t lying when he said you had nothing to wear” Michonne laughed as Rick and Carl chuckled quietly.

I could feel Daryls stare on me.

“I brought you some clothes” Michonne said handing me a pile. “I picked up a cute dress for you while I was there” she smiled.

“Thank you so much” I said great fully taking the pile of clothes from her.

“Now go get dressed” she smirked. I took a few seconds to meet the gaze of everyone else in the room who were wearing the same smirk even Daryl.

I quickly walked from the kitchen and back to my room embarrassed at the fact they all saw me like that. ————

I went for a walk before the party tonight, needing to feel free and outside of the walls for at least an hour.

I took a gun and a knife with me just incase before getting the person guardian the gate to open it.

I told them I was going to practise shooting which was a lie, I just wanted to find a tree to climb so I could sit there and think.

I spent at least half an hour sitting on the first branch of a tree before my peaceful quietness was disrupted by the snarling of a walker.

Suddenly a small group appeared out of no where; but I didn’t panic. Taking my gun out, I clicked the safety off, aiming it at the closest walker before shooting. It hit the walker who fell to the floor with a thud.

“He loves me” I spoke before shooting the next one.

“He loves me not” it hit the ground with a sickening splattering noise.

“He loves me” I shot the next one.

“He loves me not” the next one fell on top of the previous one.

“He loves me” I shot the last one, smiling slightly.

I know it was stupid. I jumped down from the tree looking at the mangled bodies on the floor.

Suddenly another walker appeared out of the trees. I cursed in my head, taking out my knife and killing it with one swift hit to head. It was dead but it didn’t stop me from repeatedly stabbing it in the head, blood splattering over me.

“He loves me not” I whispered glaring at the mess of walker in front of me.

Walking back to Alexandria I was in a fouls mood. The man at the gates tried to ask me what happened and why I had blood splattered over my clothes but I ignored him, storming over to the house.

Daryl was on the porch, he looked up as soon as I was close, examining my appearance before quickly standing up.

“Jesus y/n what the hell happened?” He questioned, walking closed to me. “Are you okay? Are ya hurt?” He asked but I glared at him, storming into the house.

———————

“Crap” I cursed to myself as I tried to reach behind to zip up the dress Michonne found me. It got stuck and I couldn’t move it up or down.

I tried twisting my arm in several ways to try and do it up but it was o low down my back to reach without hurting myself.

“Michonne” I shouted from my room.

“Michonne” I tried again. Huffing to myself I walked back into the kitchen where I thought she would be.

“Michonne?” I asked walking out of the kitchen and into the living room.

“Shes at the party” Daryl replied not looking up from where he was sorting out arrows for his cross bow on the floor.

“Oh right”

“Shouldn’t you be there?” He asked curiously looking up now.

“Right, yeah, um … Could you … Could you maybe do the zip up, well down or up its stuck - please” I asked feeling myself blush again for the third time that day in front of him.

“I swear this is a running theme today he chuckled lightly, standing up and walking over to me. "Turn around” he said and I turned so my back was towards him.

Placing one hand on my waist to support him, he moved my hair to the side with his other, brushing over the bare skin of my upper back.

He let his hand softly touch my skin as he trailed his hand down to where the zip started. There was no doubt that he could probably see the goosebumps on my skin, caused by himself.

He slowly pulled the zip up but it didn’t budge. He tried moving it down but nothing happened. He tried again and the zip moved downwards this time.

“There” he said before moving away quickly.

“C-could you try and do it all the way up now?” I asked quietly.

His hand was posed back where it was a few seconds ago and he slowly pulled the zip upwards until it reached the top. His hand brushing my bare skin once again, burning his touch into my skin.

He let his hand rest on my shoulder, stroking along the back to put my hair back in place. He lingered for a second before suddenly remembering where he was and putting as much distance as he could between us.

I turned around, still blushing.

“T-thanks, I’ll see you later” I said about to rush off.

“Y/n” he called before I could leave.

I looked at him silently.

“Why were ya covered in blood earlier?” He asked

“Doesn’t matter” I spoke.

“Dammit y/n.” He said his voice making me flinch at the sudden harshness. “What are you playing at? Going out there alone”

“I can handle a few walkers, you know that, everyone knows that” I defended.

“You coulda got hurt” he mumbled. “We’re supposed to look after you”

“I’m not a child” I huffed. I wasn’t the youngest in the group but sometimes I was treated as if I were. I was 20 not a baby.

“You don’t understand do you” he scoffed.

“Understand what?”

“We don’t have to fear the dead anymore, but we have to fear the living. What would you have done if that wasn’t a walker ey? What if it was a person, they’d do more harm to ya” he spoke angrily.

“I can look after myself” I sighed.

“I-I just want to make sure that you don’t get hurt- I couldn’t…”

“Couldn’t what?” I asked blushing again.

“It doesn’t matter” he said “you better go”

“Daryl”

“Go” he said harsher.

“Daryl…” I sighed making my way to sit next to him. We didn’t say anything for a while. I rested my head on his shoulder.

“Rock told me you have uh… Feelings for me?” He said slightly confused.

“What? That’s- I - how… Is it that obvious” I sighed giving in and admitting it out loud for the first time.

“Today just- I’ve always felt … Im bad at this. I don’t ever want you to get hurt and I know that I want to protect you and I can’t go on runs with you because I’ll always be checking on you and then I’ll get distracted and-”

“Daryl, what does this makes us?” I asked. “What do you want?” He didn’t reply.

“This place, this world, it’s not right for - for this” he said gesturing between the two of us.

“Right, yeah of course, let’s just forget about this okay. I’ll see you later” I said.

“Y/n…” He called. “Dammit y/n, you can’t just walk away. You can’t just waltz around in just a towel or just my t-shirt and your underwear. Y'know that does something to a man, it does something to me.”

“And what does that do to you Mr Dixon” I asked smirking slightly before turning to face him, walking towards him slowly.

“Don’t give me that look” he spoke warning me.

“Or what? What you gonna do?”

“Trust me… You don’t wanna know” He smirked.