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i'll be posting again soon dw

im so sorry for not posting, i've had a lot on my mind recently but i will be posting soon. im not sure if any fics will be done before new year but i can try <3

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im so sorry for not posting, i've had a lot on my mind recently but i will be posting soon. im not sure if any fics will be done before new year but i can try <3

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send this to all your favourite moots and roll a snowball! KEEP THE SNOWBALL ROLLING!❄️🤍❄️🤍❄️

ily <3

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Christmas Lights | Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader

Day Seventeen: Trapped In A Mall and Day Eighteen: Christmas Lights

A/N: I still need to write the prompt for day sixteen. I’ll get on that asap.

“You know, if this were the old world, I would be in heaven right now.”

Daryl shifted his attention from the ground and looked at you. “How so?”

“Seeing all these stores, wondering what I’d blow my paycheck on, spending way too much money on crap I didn’t need…” you trailed off with a far-off look in your irises as you regarded the abandoned stores in the mall you and Daryl were forced to seek refuge in. The herd outside had gotten too big. There was absolutely no way to outrun it, so hiding was your best bet.

The archer hummed, adjusting his poncho over his body. The chill in the frosty air outside blew in through the broken skylight. “Ya miss it?”

You shrugged nonchalantly. “Sometimes, but there’s no reason to cry over it. It won’t change what happened to the world. I still have my memories, and that’s enough. Besides,” you began and motioned around you with a teasing smile on your face, “if this were still the old world, I wouldn’t have met you. Some good things came from the dead rising. I’d much rather walk through an abandoned mall with you.”

A small smile tugged at the corners of Daryl’s mouth, his face warming up at your words. “Now you’re jus’ sayin’ things.”

“You don’t have to believe me, but it’s true.” You gently gripped his hand in yours, lacing your fingers through his. “I love you, Dar. I wouldn’t trade you for anything.”

Daryl’s heart galloped in his chest. His smile turned more soft, more genuine. “Love ya too, Sweetheart.” The two of you walked a few steps further in silence, before Daryl spoke up again. “Y’know, we—”

“Oh my god!” you exclaimed happily, removing your hand from his and darting into one of the abandoned stores.

“Hey, wait!” Daryl called whilst taking off in a run to catch up with you. He luckily did not have to go far. He found you crouched in front of one of the shelves, the one closest to the window. “Y’gotta be careful! We dun’ know what could be hidin’ here.”

You sent a sheepish smile up at him. “Sorry. But look!”

Daryl’s eyebrows raised at the object you held up for him to see. “Christmas lights?” he asked dubiously. “That’s what got ya so excited?”

“It would be perfect. We can hang it over the railings back home. Glenn and Tyreese already found a tree to put up. This is exactly what we need.”

“S’not like we got a way to light ‘em up,” Daryl countered, although he was already mentally trying to come up with a plan to get those lights home. His bag was full, but he would find a way. This idea clearly made you happy, and he would ensure that he fulfilled what you so clearly wanted.

You shrugged. “It could just be for the decoration. It would make it feel more Christmas-y. The kids would love it. Please, Dar?”

The crossbow-wielding huntsman sighed and extended his hands towards you. “Jus’ give ‘em here.”

You smiled and handed them over to him, before rising from your crouched position. “Thank you! You’re the best.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Daryl grumbled with an eye roll, a barely noticeable smile on his face. “You’re lucky I love ya.”

“I love you, too.”

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hey! just letting you guys know a mattheo riddle fanfic is in the works a long side my young!daryl two hearts au fic.

hopefully i can get them done before christmas but not 100% sure if they will be done by then but they defo will be posted before new years <3

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academic success.

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sometimes i forget i have to write my fanfic ideas and that it wont just magically be written😂

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how have I never seen this x

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YOUNG! DARYL TWO HEARTS AU

MASTERLIST➳♡

welcome to my masterlist of young! daryl, my au which is called 'TWO HEARTS'. if you want tags here..you will automatically be tagged in all new young!daryl fics.

KEY: ❤️fluff 💔angst (as of yet no smut as only writing it when requested)

My heart beats for you -💔❤️ NOT RELEASED YET

tags:

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CHRIS STURNIOLO MASTERLIST♡

welcome to my masterlist of all my Chris Sturniolo fics. if you want tags here..you will automatically be tagged in any new Chris fics.

KEY: ❤️fluff 💔angst

●favourite girl prt 1

●me and you forever prt 2

tags:

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MATT STURNIOLO MASTERLIST♡

welcome to my masterlist of all my matt sturniolo fics. if you want tags here..you will automatically be tagged in any new matt fics<3

KEY: ❤️fluff 💔angst

●can't sleep without you 💔❤️

tags:

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DARYL DIXON MASTERLIST♡

welcome to my masterlist of all my Daryl Dixon fics, if you want tags here..you will automatically be tagged for every new Daryl fic I do. NOT INCLUDING MY YOUNG!DARYL TWO HEARTS AU

KEY: ❤️fluff 💔angst (no smut as don't write it in general)

●even in sickness ❤️

tags:

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MATTHEO RIDDLE

MASTERLIST♡

welcome to my masterlist of all my Mattheo Riddle fanfics. if you are on my tags here..you will automatically be tagged once I have posted a new Mattheo fanfic <3

KEY: ❤️fluff 💔angst (no smut, as don't willingly write it lol)

●Love as drunk as him ❤️

●Blood tears ❤️💔

●You cry, I cry ❤️💔

Tags: @sturniqloo @lovetaylorrussellgrr

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heey Chloe! how are youuu love? also i was wondering if you can add me to a masterlist of Mattheo Riddle fics if there's one actually cause I'd love to be on it🫶🏼🩷

hiii!!! im good thanks, hru?? i actually have a mattheo masterlist in my drafts cause im redoing my normal masterlist lol😅 i will defo put u on there lovely <3

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hello everyone! Spam my inbox with ask's, requests for fics or if you wanna say hi. By the way some new fics on the way soon <3

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hello everyone! Spam my inbox with ask's, requests for fics or if you wanna say hi. By the way some new fics on the way soon <3

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awww i love this

── .✦  𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐀𝐅𝐄 ┆ 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐱𝐨𝐧

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 ; daryl gets injured on a run and can’t fathom why you’re so worried about him

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ; ‘unspoken thing’ type of relationship, mentions of injuries, blood, angst if you squint, daryl being stubborn

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ; 1k .ᐟ

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 ; this man is so stubborn and unaware of how loved he is it makes me so freaking mad sometimes

“‘m fine,” daryl states the second he walks out of the infirmary and sees you, knowing that you would’ve been worrying about him even if all he had sustained was a mere scratch. a part of him looked relieved to see you, but he also knew you were going to be pissed at him for being so reckless.

“no, you’re not,” you shake your head as you meet his side. “denise said you were close to hitting an artery.”

you had been pacing back and forth since the moment he and aaron had returned from their recruitment trip and you saw the blood dripping down his arm. in this world, even the smallest of injuries could turn into something catastrophic without the right medicine and treatment. so seeing him the way that he was had embedded a fear in you, that you didn’t know you had, deep inside your chest.

“denise is exaggeratin’,” he responds, his voice gruff and hoarse to cover up the way his heart fluttered as he saw the concern in your eyes. he hated seeing you like this, knowing that he was the cause of it. he knew you worried about him every time he left alexandria but he didn’t want it to consume you. “was just a scratch.”

“really?” your shoulders slump with disbelief of how nonchalant he was being about it.

“would ya relax?” he says after a few moments of silence, his voice stern yet soft. he places a gentle hand against your cheek, his thumb brushing against your cheekbone, “‘m alright. you’re gettin’ worked up over nothin’.”

you place your hand over his, holding his gaze as you stare up into his blue eyes, "it's not nothing, daryl. it could've been your life on the line."

his heart rate increases rapidly as he stared into your eyes, unable to look away as you gazed up at him. your words and touch causing him to soften as part of the tough persona he constantly displayed in front of others melts away.

“‘m’not dead. ‘s just a scratch. ‘s nothin’ i haven’t dealt with before.” he shakes his head, trying his best to reassure you and resolve the worry that was now causing a crease on your forehead.

“how can you be so calm about this? you could’ve seriously gotten hurt or worse!” you retort, your head lulling back out of frustration. you hated how careless he could be when it came to his own wellbeing.

daryl’s brows furrow at your words now, his fingers gently gripping your chin to force your head back down, so your eyes met his once more. he lets out an exasperated breath through his nostrils, his stare hardening.

“how many times do i have to say ‘m fine?” he replies, his voice sharp. “ya don’t need ta worry.”

you couldn't believe the audacity of him telling you that you didn't need to worry. as if you could just switch it off with a snap of your fingers. you could never understand why he was so careless about his own life, how he could constantly throw himself in danger for the sake of very little.

you turn away from him for a second, your fingers pinching at the bridge of your nose as you let out a deep exhale. you didn't know what to do to make him see just how important he and his life were to you.

he watches you with a slight frown, his irritation slowly melting into regret. he knew you well enough to know that you were frustrated, he could see it in the way your shoulders and jaw were tensing as you turned away from him.

“why can’t you see how valuable and loved you are? why do i have to break myself down just to prove to you how much i care?” you turn back to him, tears now pricking your eyes. “every time you leave alexandria i worry that i’ll never see you again, and the thought of something happening to you while you’re out there-” you stop, your emotions getting the better of you.

he sees the tears welling in your eyes and the look on your face and his heart drops. it was one that he had never witnessed before. you looked so vulnerable, your eyes glistening with unshed tears and your shoulders sloping with defeat. it wasn’t often that you had cried in front of him, but the look of disappointment mixed with hurt and frustration as you struggled to find the words was killing him.

he slowly steps closer to you, his uninjured hand coming to rest on your hip as his eyes soften. he was frustrated at first, unable to understand why his actions had such an impact on you, but seeing you like this made him realise how much he truly cared for you and how much you cared for him.

he swallows, his throat suddenly feeling thick and dry, trying to steady himself before he speaks, “‘m sorry m’puttin this on you. i know ya worry, i just…” he pauses for a moment as he searches for what to say, “…didn’t think it was worth worryin’ about.”

you involuntarily move closer, as if your body knew what you needed before you did, and you rest your forehead against his chin. you knew you were being over dramatic and that daryl could take care of himself, but the images of him being hurt had burnt so deeply into your head.

“just need you safe,” you say, closing your eyes against him.

he closes his eyes with you, feeling you relax against him as you spoke. he brings his hand up from your hip to the small of your back, gently rubbing his thumb against you through the thin material of your shirt, silently reassuring you.

“m’not goin’ anywhere,” he says, his other hand coming up to gently run through your hair. he slowly wraps his arms around you, pulling you flush against his chest to feel the steady, yet fast, thump of his heartbeat. “‘m always gonna come back.”