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cultofdixon · 2 years ago

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From being alone…to having a family of your own

Daryl Dixon • She/Her Pronouns • You were alone…with your son and dog…struggling to survive. But then comes the archer • ANGST/SFW • TW: Past Abuse / Anxiety / Malnutrition / Nightmares / Sleep Deprivation / Mentions of Canon Violence

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“Hey, don’t be out too late. We all deserve a good night’s sleep after…the afternoon we had” Rick frowns holding Judith close as he told such to Daryl who was going to go on a run which was more a glorified walk to clear his head.

“Who’s on watch tonight?”

“It was Aaron but he has a baby now so it’s Rosita. I’ll let her know you’re going out”

“Alright” Daryl frowns making his way out of Alexandria shortly after that conversation.

The archer didn’t know exactly where he was going but he needed to just go. There was barely any sunlight left and kept walking until it felt alright to take a breather somewhere. Which happened to be another abandoned gas station, not the one he had met Jesus for the first time, but a similar looking one.

Except what he thought was odd, was the windows being boarded when the door was wide open. Daryl decided to sweep the place and listen in for any walkers but none are inside or near the place. As the archer stepped back out, he noticed a dog. Looked like a GSP, a German Shorthaired Pointer, not like Daryl would know that exactly but he’s seen dogs like such before in the old world. This one was a puppy though and at first was cautious of Daryl before immediately approaching him and sniffing his feet.

“Where did you come from?” Daryl frowns kneeling to the puppy’s level, noticing the bandana. An indicator that it’s someone’s.

The GSP continued to sniff Daryl until he dubbed him a friend instead of a threat. Then he suddenly booked it into the woods. Daryl being his cautious self weighed his options before deciding and sprinting after the dog. At this point he needed his flashlight to see through the darkening forest as the time went by.

Then he heard a voice…

“Frank!” The voice had some power to it but the closer Daryl got to the unknown just from following the dog, he heard the struggle that followed the shout. “F-Fuck…Frank where are you?”

Daryl suddenly stops before a small clearing within the woods finding a woman with her back turned. But she turned toward him when the GSP, or Frank from what the archer put together, approached her feet happily.

“You son of a bitch…” She exhales happily as the GSP jumped on her leg when she completely faced him. Daryl noticed the baby sling she had that carried the sleeping child as her noticeable injuries made sense to why she’s that beaten up. To protect her baby and possibly the dog given how young he is.

It didn’t click right away that she was being watched until she heard walkers nearby. She looked up locking eyes with Daryl for a moment and before he could get a word out, she picked up the dog with her free arm that wasn’t supporting the baby and booked it. He turned toward the sound of the walkers taking them out with his crossbow before tracking her down.

Which…wasn’t very far.

Daryl slowed his steps when he heard crying from the baby the woman was carrying and the GSP howling. He approached the sound noticing the woman on the floor propped against the tree holding her baby protectively while every ounce of her body ached and wanted to give up.

“Please don’t hurt us…” She begged the second she heard his footsteps as Daryl ignored every cautious thought he had and knelt beside her assessing her injuries.

Returning to Alexandria in a foreign vehicle he managed to Hotwire but it didn’t have headlights, Rosita was cautious about opening the gates until Daryl stepped out flashing his flashlight at her.

Next thing they knew, Siddiq was taking care of this total stranger in the infirmary while Daryl held this baby that wasn’t his sitting on the porch with the dog currently taking up Rosita’s attention. Rick heard of the news and came quickly over to see his brother with this baby and dog.

“Where the fuck do you find these things?”

Daryl shrugs looking down at the baby that instantly calmed in his arms. Rick was about to pass him to check what was going on inside but the archer quickly grabbed his leg to stop him.

“Let him work”

“You brought a total stranger—-“

“That had no weapons on her person” Rosita adds. “Not even a knife, Rick. She’s not a threat so far. Just let Siddiq do his job” she hissed slightly as the dog licked at her face to try and return her good mood.

“Where the hell she gonna stay cuz we need somebody to keep an eye—-“

“Carol’s old place. I still live in there. She, her baby, and her dog can stay there. I’ll keep an eye on’em” Daryl states and before Rick could even say another word, the archer glared at him reminding him that he’s holding a baby and now wasn’t the time for anymore of his not well thought out plans.

No more discussion happened and this woman didn’t wake until two days later. She woke to an IV and a raging headache from the blood loss. But she was patched up and everything…by total strangers. Then she remembered.

“Frank…Leo…” She swung her legs over the edge and tried to get up but immediately went down. The sound of her hitting the ground resulted in quick paced steps and the man from before coming into view. “Where’s my baby?! Where’s my dog?! Wheres my family?!” She snaps only to hiss to a sudden radiant pain bringing her hand to her side.

“They’re safe. You’re safe here” Daryl frowns quickly helping her to her feet with a bit of a fight from her as she sat back down on the infirmary bed. “My friend Aaron is currently watching your baby boy. Along with your dog. They are safe…no one is gonna hurt’em or you”

She felt the tears come suddenly as she covers her mouth to stop the audible of it all to escape. Her body hurt. Her anxiety ached her. She didn’t know what to feel in that moment.

“Uhm. Can I…at least get your name? Don’t think yea wanna talk about what happened to yea”

“Y/N…I’m Y/N…”

“I’m Daryl” He replied with watching her wipe away her tears even if they continued to fall. “How long have yea been out in the woods for?”

“…two months? Or what felt like it”

“Siddiq, the doc, says your baby is about six months from whatever fucking military doc training has babies involved” Daryl scoffs playfully as his smile threatened to break out when he heard her laugh.

“You’d uh…be surprised” Y/N smiles for what felt like the first time in over a year. But it was quick to fade when she realized. “Oh…”

Daryl’s expression fades instantly as he tried to read hers to understand what the sudden change was about. Then she sighed.

“You want us out huh…now that I—“

“No! No…uhm. You will have to talk to the leader of this community about…what happened. But ‘sides that, you and your family are welcomed here…” Daryl reassures watching her shoulders relax but she still held herself a moment.

“…Can I get my son?”

“Doc says to finish the IV. But I can go get’em and your dog for you…uhm. Their…?”

“Leo, my son. And I think you’ve heard me call the dog Frank”

“Right. Just making sure, sunshine” He says unexpectedly as he quickly left on that note, leaving Y/N alone as she couldn’t help the more tears that fell but she kept a smile.

The archer didn’t appreciate being kicked out of the meeting with Rick. But he hovered and so did Michonne.

“I know yea didn’t tell Daryl what happened but I gotta know in order to feel better about having you here”

“Where should I start?” Y/N’s attention was obviously on her son in her arms instead of giving Rick eye contact.

“How yea ended up in the woods with a baby and a fuckin’ dog”

“I ran away from this place called the Sanctuary, I used to be Uhm. One of the big guy’s wives until one of his “right hands” showed him promise and he literally gifted me to him…” Y/N tensed when she held her son not wanting to talk about the rest anymore and it took the retired sheriff a second to connect the dots.

“You don’t have to go further. I can assure yea though, a lot of Negan’s men are dead and he’s been put in his place”

But not dead Y/N thought to herself, knowing that meant he’s contained at least. She can put a few things together in terms of the Saviors are now gone, the Sanctuary still exists, and most of the residents branched into other communities. Some still stayed but she didn’t know that much after Rick went on to explain everything. He even told her where she’d be staying with her family.

“Is this man still alive? From what—-“

“I killed him. He was the first person I ever killed. I took out a lot of walkers and did everything to avoid people before I put my trust in a group that I didn’t know until a sick way of showing power was a part of this debt collection”

“You lost people?”

“Yes, and no. I don’t know what happened to the other remaining person from that group. I will say, I don’t want to find out either”

“Bad blood between the two of yea?” Rick asks as he leaned back into his seat, his anxiety easing the more they talked.

“He knew what happened to me and there was a moment to help, but he just. Walked away” She tensed once more, hating to have to rethink it even if talking about it all would give her and her family asylum. Rick was about to talk further when her son started crying. “I gotta feed him and I’m not comfortable with—“

“Right right. I’ll leave yea to it”

The retired sheriff steps out watching both Michonne and Daryl quickly stand as he was a bit confused why they both were there. Decided not to think too much of it.

“Verdict?”

“Get her properly armed, Daryl.” Rick stated making his leave with Michonne as Daryl went off to get everything ready.

It’s been about nine weeks of having Y/N within their community. Everybody likes her, a little more because she does her part. Leo is a little attention whore unintentionally, but every moment he’s in his mother’s lap while they’re out on the porch. He’d scream at everyone that passes by and make grabby hands as his way of saying hello. Frank has become Daryl’s hunting buddy once he was trained a bit by the archer to do such. He even sneaks into the man’s room at night when Y/N has her door closed, he only scratches if both their doors are closed.

Honestly. If you squint, Daryl got his own little family. Hell even Carol pointed it out once.

“Shut up”

“What! You’re protective of them, especially her.” Carol smiles walking through the forest with her best friend and her dog. “Admit it, D. Something about her cracked open that heart of yours that you want to do more than protect her”

“You’re fucking crazy” Daryl scoffs, watching Frank go in a full blown sprint toward a rabbit inevitably catch it.

“I’m not the one that takes her dog out for hunting trips and always bring back something from the catch just for her”

Daryl was starting to regret inviting her on this hunting trip. But was she wrong about his hidden feelings? No.

Arriving back to Alexandria, Frank immediately made a beeline for Y/N who was helping with the farming that day. She took her gloves off before kneeling to the dog’s level and giving him some loving pets. Daryl made his way over and watched how Y/N instantly smiled in his direction causing his mind to short circuit a bit.

“He wasn’t trouble was he?”

“Nah, he actually caught a few things”

“Wow, good boy Frank” Y/N smiles as Frank pulls away from the pets to go sniff and lay next to Leo who was sitting on a blanket nearby. “Feel free to always take him out. Just as long as you both come back in one piece” she straightens up continuing to smile before getting back to work.

Daryl lingered for a bit, still thinking about what Carol said and implied earlier. He left when he felt awkward for standing there too long and once he did, Michonne came up to Y/N as if she was waiting for him to leave.

“So, how are you liking being here?” Michonne smiles as she helped Y/N finish planting a new line of tomato seeds they found on a run.

“It’s nice. I’m grateful, to all of you. Especially Daryl even if we weren’t that talkative in the beginning”

“You were getting used to new people and how we do things around here. It’s understandable”

Y/N glances over to check on how her son was doing, to notice Daryl checking on both him and the dog as she couldn’t help the warmth she felt seeing her son’s eyes light up at the man. Michonne smiles watching the same display as Daryl eventually brought himself to sit with the two for a moment. Which prompt her what to say next, to see something.

“You know, you can get your own place here. Just you, your son, and dog”

“Oh”

“Oh?” Michonne questions watching Y/N tense, something she didn’t expect to happen.

“I don’t know. I just feel safe knowing he’s there”

“I don’t think he minds having all of you there. It was just something I thought I’d bring up”

Hours passed since that conversation but to Y/N it felt more like…well she didn’t exactly know how she felt. She knew she felt safe and happy. Something that hasn’t happened together in a long time. It felt like Michonne was prompting something to get her to say what she needed to hear. But that doesn’t matter anymore. For now.

Y/N comfortably sat on the couch with her legs up and son laying on her chest peacefully sleeping. She heard the front door open watching Frank trot right in noticing her and heading over to join them on the couch while Daryl follows shortly behind.

“Hey” Daryl kept his voice low noticing the sleeping child as Y/N gave him a smile. “Yea hungry?”

The second she said yes, Daryl went ahead to making dinner as Y/N got up to put Leo down to sleep further with Frank trailing her the entire time. Once he finished cooking, the two found themselves eating in the silence and Daryl usually finishes first finding himself watching Y/N eat everything he’s prepared. He would look away whenever she looked up, thinking he was slick, but she always saw and fought back a giggle.

The two found themselves cleaning the dishes together and Daryl prepared a bowl for Frank while Y/N finished hand drying her plate.

“This feels so…domestic” Y/N laughs a little. “Makes me miss a little of the before”

“Did yea expect to have a kid and a dog in the before?”

“I had a cat before the outbreak. Makes me wonder where the fuck he’s at” She smiles opening the cabinet to put the clean dishes away. “But no. I didn’t expect this…it’s…good though. I love my little family”

“Uhm. Can I ask yea somethin’? If it’s too much yea don’t have to answer”

“Go ahead, D”

“Does…Uh. Your son have a dad out there lookin’ for him and you or…” Daryl asks watching her expression fall for a second as he instantly regretted it. “Forget it. I—-“

“No, no…it’s okay to ask that. And no he doesn’t have one. He wasn’t a good man so. I wouldn’t have wanted him anywhere near Leo…or me”

“I wouldn’t let him near y’all any way just from hearing that” He states, didn’t expect that to come out of him so easily as Y/N was taken back by his protectiveness which brought back that warmth she felt earlier.

“He’s dead so. Don’t have to worry about him…” She says softly, leaning back against the counter as Daryl straightens up after giving Frank his bowl.

“Still. I’ll protect yea always” Daryl locks eyes with her a moment as it felt as if it was…that moment. He brought himself close to her as Y/N pushes herself off the counter.

Her hands instantly find themselves on his hips as he gently brushes the hair away from her face about to make his move when the baby monitor picked up Leo’s crying.

“I’ll go—“

“I got it” Daryl finally gave her a full smile of his as he took a different chance by kissing her cheek. “I’ve got him sunshine” and left to take care of the little one.

Y/N watches the archer head upstairs as she felt the heat rise in her cheeks. Her thoughts rushing until Frank jumped on her snapping her out of them.

“He’s a good one huh?”

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 2 years ago

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WIBTA if I called animal services on my parent's neighbours?

I want to begin this with saying neither me nor my parents get on with my parent's neighbours. My parents live in a rural area with about 6 acres of land. The field next door used to be just a large field however 6 years ago got brought by a middle age couple (50 and 65) and they built a house on it with the majority of the field still being used for their horses.

We never got on but for the most part just ignored each other until covid. During covid my parents started walking in the woods behind our house to get out of the house on a daily bases whereas before they would have gone travelling and walking other places. The new neighbours didn't like this. Both properties open directly onto foresty land however the easiest way to get to the main forest path is to walk along the fence that borders neighbours field. To cut a long story short there was a lot of shouting, signs and sticks blocking our way, harassment, and cameras to try and intimidate my parents not to walk behind their property. We got the police involved in the end and have a restraining order against the neighbours so they're not allowed to approach or talk to us within reason (obviously they can be in the field to tend to the horses etc)

I wanted to tell this to get the point that yeah parents and neighbours do not get on at all. Since the restraining order things have been peaceful however I did install a camera at the front of my parents property as we did have some damage that might have been neighbours but could have been anything else really. This was recommended by the police. My parents aren't good with tech so I take care of their phones/netflix and now having the camera connected to my phone so I get the alerts if someone walks by.

The neighbours recently got two puppies though they are now over a year old. They are GSP x Labs so working dogs that in my opinion would need a lot of exercise and enrichment. As I get the notifications for the camera I know what time the neighbour walks past with the dogs and it's every day down the same country road for 10 to 20 mins in the morning. To me it doesn't seem to be enough. I've also noticed since the dogs are growing up and getting stronger/not trained the neighbour seems to be struggling with them. My neighbour is 65 but not the fittest and this past week he's been taking one dog at a time for a 5 minute walk each.

Now all I have is the knowledge of the camera. They could be getting enrichment at home, let loose in the field with the horses to run but to me it just doesn't seem fair on the dogs. But since it's been peaceful for my parents I don't want to rock the boat and maybe cause the neighbours to retaliate. Even anon they probably would know who it is who called the animal services on them. But I also hate to see dogs not living their best life. I have no doubt they aren't getting mistreated and are well fed. I just don't think they are the right dogs for an middle age couple that do not leave the house except to get shopping and can barely give them a 10 minute walk. I don't even really agree with how they keep their horses either but again they're not mistreating them just keeping young horses in a field all day and not doing any training or anything at all with them. Just seems unfair.

Sorry for the long post, just been weighing on my mind.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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