#Days Gone By-One By One

[fandomficsnstuff]

One By One

Warnings: Daryl teaching Daisy to drive, hints that Daisy has a Hyperthymesia Memory, angst about Noah’s fate and that’s about it for now my lovelies<3)

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“A’ight, you got the clutch there ‘n the brake, and that one-”

“Everything sounds so-... complicated…”

“‘S a lot, I know. Don’t worry. You’ll get it. Now, you got the gears there, ‘n when you wanna switch gear all you gotta do is step on that one easy. Don’t wanna floor it on this one, a’ight? You know how to wire a car, now you gotta learn how to drive it” Daryl stated with determination, Daisy looking at him with unease “uncle Daryl, I-I can barely see out the windshield!”

“You’re fine. Ya ain’t that short anymore, you’re almost fourteen.”

“But-... shouldn’t I-.. like… be taller?”

“Can ya see the road?”

“Yeah.”

“Reach the steering wheel ‘n the pedals?”

“I-I guess.”

“Then you’re a’ight” he stated with a brief nod, Daisy sighing softly “now, you can also adjust the seat ‘n bring it back and forth if there’s not enough room fer your legs or if there is too much room and ya can’t reach the pedals, alright? So-”

“Why are you teaching me all of this, uncle Daryl?” she suddenly asked, turning to look at him in the car, a frown on her brows as he studied her before looking down “that thing that Aaron wanted ter show me? It was a bike. Ain’t up to runnin’ speed but I can fix it-”

“Really? Can I see it? Can you teach me?”

“First things first, you gotta learn to drive-”

“But why?”

“Aaron-... Aaron wants me ter go out with him, out here, past the walls… want me ter help him look for survivors, figure out if they can come in past the gates, like we did” he admitted quietly, daring to glance at Daisy to find her just staring at him. “So-... you’re-... you’re leaving?”

“Nah, nah it ain’t like that, alright? I ain’t never gonna leave ya. It’s just-”

“You’re leaving” she stated harshly, scoffing quietly as she looked out the window, Daryl sighing “nah, I’m not leavin’. I’ll come back, you really think I was gonna leave you?? Anyway, it ain’t set in stone. I won’t do it if yer not alright with it” he stated softly and she scoffed, shaking her head before reaching for the key, turning it before Daryl could ask her what she was doing. His hand went straight for the handle above his head as she turned the car around, a little sloppily, before driving back towards Alexandria, Daryl watching her closely with slightly wide eyes “ya know how ter drive?!” he asked in shock, Daisy just scoffing quietly, shaking her head “no… But I’ve seen you and daddy when you find a car, I remembered when you used the pedals and what happened, that’s all…”

“So what? Yer learned how ter drive from just-... lookin’?!”

“I guess, but you told me what to do and when to do it…” she muttered quietly, the rest of the car ride was relatively smooth, except a few times where she wasn’t quick enough to change gear, or pressed the wrong pedal. Everything else went smoothly, the gate slowly being opened and Daisy drove in, parking it in the middle of nowhere, basically just stopping, before getting out, the motor still running, she didn’t even bother to close the door as she walked back towards the house, Daryl sighing heavily in slight annoyance. Aaron walked over at the sight and cringed a little “you told her?”

“Yeah…”

“But you taught her to drive first, that’s something.”

“Nah.”

“What?”

“Nah, I ain’t taught her shit except how ter wire a damn car ‘n tell her what to do and when” he muttered with annoyance as he got out of the car, slamming the door shut before going around the side, leaning in to take out the car keys and close the door of the car, walking in front of it to rest against the hood of it. “But, she was driving-”

“Yeah, turns out she’s learned how ter drive by just-.. watching” he muttered, Aaron frowning at him “so, she’s a savant?”

“What?”

“A sort of genius, you know, really smart-”

“Nah, I know what it means, I just-... nah, she’s just good at rememberin’ things, apparently…”

“Yeah… Deanna says that she remembers every name of everyone you’ve ever lost…” Aaron stated, Daryl nodding ever so slightly, looking down. “But, at least now we know she can drive a car, that’s good, right?”

“I ain’t drivin’ with her like that again until she’s able to drive properly. She can make it go forward, that’s ‘bout it” he muttered, Aaron chuckling lightly, shaking his head ever so slightly “well, it’s something. Nowadays we have to move forward, right? She’s just way ahead of us, already going in the right direction” he joked lightly, Daryl scoffing briefly with amusement. That was one way to put it.

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“Delilah!”

Daisy sat up on her bed when she heard her name, frowning, waiting to see if she had just imagined it when she heard it again, this time a little louder.

“DELILAH!”

She walked over to her window, looking out to see her uncle down there, waving her down and she sighed, walking down the stairs and out the front door to see him walk around and meet her at the front, something standing out by the sidewalk, covered by some sort of blanket. “What?”

“Ya wanted ter see the bike, right?” he asked and she nodded, Daryl nodding as he pulled off the tarp, Daisy’s eyes widening a little and she tried to hide her smile, which made Daryl smirk “you gonna help me fix it or nah?” he asked, Daisy studying him before jogging over, looking over the bike with a big grin. Daryl studied her before nudging her shoulder a little to get her attention “hey, I ain’t goin’ out there if you don’t want me to, a’ight?...” he asked softly, Daisy studying him before sighing, looking back down at the bike “well, what else are you gonna do? Besides, I know you need to be out there every now and then, I do too… except you’re allowed to because you’re an adult…” she muttered, Daryl nodding with a brief ‘mhm’ sound before gesturing to the bike again “wanna help me get ‘er in the garage?” he asked and she grinned at him as her only response, making Daryl smirk “a’ight, c’mon, you push from behind ‘n I steer, a’ight?” he asked and Daisy nodded with a smirk, walking behind the bike, helping him get it into the garage, then helping him carry all the parts that Aaron had apparently collected, carrying them back and forth, a new smile on her lips.

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“Hey, Noah!! Uncle Glenn!” Daisy ran up to them, panting ever so slightly as she caught up to them, handing them a small note “uncle Daryl needs some of these. He says they’re really rare but you’re going to that warehouse thing, right?” Noah nodded as he read over the list, frowning as he tried to read the handwriting “y-yeah, uh… I-I’m sorry what does this say?”

“That? Oh, that’s-... uh… hold on” she muttered, taking the note back, tilting it a little before grinning and handing it back to him “it says ‘air filter’. Oh, and this one here says ‘rear axle’, whatever that is” she stated with a shrug, Noah frowning a little “okay, but-... you know we’re not going to a mechanical shop or something, right?”

“But you’re going to a warehouse, right?”

“Yeah.”

“And these kinds of parts get made in factories and sent to warehouses, right?”

“I mean-... I guess-”

“Let me know if you find them” she stated with a grin, interrupting him which she seemed fully aware of, turning around to face Glenn who walked over. “How are you?”

“Uncle Daryl left, but other than that, I’m okay.”

“Really? You don’t miss him?”

“Of course I do, but I want to be here, it’s better for me here… at least that’s what people keep telling me” she stated with a hesitant shrug, Glenn smirking slightly at her “I’m proud of you. And you really did look pretty in that dress. Have you talked to Carl?” he asked and she rolled her eyes and groaned, making him smirk with amusement “take care” he called and she scoffed “you too! Or I’ll-... be really mad at all of you!” she shouted as the loud music blasted and the car drove off, letting out a brief huff before looking up at Maggie, finding her already looking at her. “So, have you talked to Carl?”

“No! No, and I don’t intend to…” she muttered the last part quietly, Maggie studying her “he was just nervous-”

“And he told me I was ugly in the dress. The least he could have done was lied” she muttered and walked off, Maggie sighing heavily. “Trouble in paradise?” Deanna asked with a fond smile, Maggie studying her before sighing, looking down “those two are like magnets. She’ll get over it. She just doesn’t know how nervous she makes him” Maggie admitted with a small grin, Reg chuckling lightly “I remember those days, they still come around every now and then” he muttered as he nudged Deanna with his elbow, making her chuckle and scoff lightly, shaking her head with amusement while Reg gave Maggie a small smile “they’ll both get over it” he promised before walking off with Deanna, Maggie nodding to herself “they better, I can’t stand the silence between them for much longer” she admitted quietly.

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Daisy grimaced a little as she suddenly cut her thumb, wincing and dropping both the arrow with the new feather that had to be trimmed and the knife she had used to trim it, looking at her thumb, the red liquid slowly appearing, forming almost a bubble on top of her finger as she just stared at the blood. She frowned ever so slightly as she just continued to stare at it, the dark red liquid almost fascinating to her. She hesitated, slowly lifting her thumb to her mouth. It wouldn’t be the same as a bite, right? She had been scratched. Surely she wouldn’t turn from her own blood. Right? Her eyes were focused on the blood as it came closer and closer, almost at her lips-

“Are you okay?” she flinched and looked up, eyes wide as Carl stood there with Judith, Daisy’s heart starting to race and she nodded, looking down with a frown as she wiped her bloody thumb on her jeans, clearing her throat “yeah…”

“I didn’t mean it, you know… I just-... you looked really pretty in that dress… and-... and I hate not talking to you, so, I’m sorry” he stated softly and Daisy looked up at him, studying how sincere he looked and she gave a small nod, forcing a smile “it’s okay… I overreacted anyway” she stated with a shrug, looking down at her still bleeding thumb and Carl walked up the steps to the porch. He placed Judith in a rocking chair, smiling at her before walking over, ripping some of his shirt off before Daisy could protest, wrapping it around her thumb, pressing down lightly on it. She studied him under his hat, her heart starting to race and when he looked at her she quickly looked down, awkwardly pulling her hand out of his grip, adjusting the torn fabric wrapped around it before picking the knife and the arrow back up again “thanks” she muttered quietly, going back to trimming the feather on her arrow. Carl watched her for a while longer before sitting down in the chair next to hers by a small table, the furniture there meant to be for lounging. “So… are we okay?”

“Yeah. Yeah, we’re always okay, Carl” she stated with a sincere smile, smiling at him before looking back at her arrow, finishing trimming it before putting it aside, reaching down and picking up yet another arrow with new feathers that needed to be trimmed before the arrow could fly properly. “You got some new arrows.”

“Yeah, when I was out last a few of them broke or got stuck in walkers.”

“You were out there?”

“Yeah.”

“Why didn’t you say anything??” his question made her halt, her head lifting to look at him and then at Judith, sighing softly “because-... because I still don’t trust them. And someone has to be with Judith and watch out for her…” she stated in a factly voice, looking back at Carl who sighed heavily “she’s safe here, I can come with you next tim-”

“She’s not safe here! Nowhere is safe” she whispered harshly, her eyes a little wide and although she had a look of annoyance on her face, he could see the fear in her eyes. He had known that look of fear for two, almost three, years now. “We are. It’s okay, we’re safe here-”

“Until we’re not” she whispered, looking around nervously before looking back at him “what if they decide that they don’t need us anymore? Hm? What if they don’t like us, what if they suddenly don’t want to share their food with us? O-Or demand something for it?”

“Is-... is that why you’ve gone out so much? You’ve been hunting?”

“I found a working freezer in the garage-”

“You’ve kept food in there??”

“It’s only a matter of time, Carl” she whispered, her voice wavering a little and he sighed heavily “Daisy, it won’t happen-”

“It will! Why can’t any of you see that?! They don’t care about us! I’m trying to keep us together, alive… I’m trying to make sure we have options when eventually they’ll demand some sort of repayment for their ‘hospitality’. We almost starved out on the road and I won’t let us starve again” she whispered quietly, a pleading look in her eyes and Carl sighed “it won’t happen-”

“You think that, but I don’t. I know it will. I’m just preparing…” she admitted quietly with a frown, going back to work on her arrows, keeping silent as Carl studied her, the furrow of her brows, how panicked her eyes actually were.

“HELP!” both of them looked up at the shouting and the sound of a car screeching to a halt, the gate being shut quickly, the metal ringing as the wall and the gate collided and the large lock was slid in place to hold it. Daisy was about to run down when she stopped Carl, who was right behind her “Judith. You can’t just leave Judith” she said softly before running down the steps, sprinting to the gate where she halted completely at the sight of Tara, unconscious, bleeding profusely from her head, both Glenn and Eugene covered in blood, the latter one hurrying Tara to the clinic while Nicholas was the last to exit the van, bleeding from his face and when she saw Glenn’s red knuckles, she had an idea of why his face looked like that. “Uncle Glenn! What happened? What happened with Tara?” she asked quickly as she ran over to him, giving what was intended for a brief hug but he held on to her, his shoulders shaking as he tried to keep his composure and that’s when it clicked for her. Six people had left Alexandria. Four had returned.

“W-Where’s Noah? Where- is he okay? What happened?” Daisy had to force Glenn to let go of her, staring up at him with wide eyes, Carl finally catching up after making sure Judith was in her room and in her crib. “Uncle Glenn? Where’s Noah?” she asked more quietly, Glenn looking at Nicholas with utter hatred, her eyes following his gaze and she frowned before looking into the open van for any clue, finding his notebook laying there. “Uncle Glenn?” she asked a final time, looking up at Glenn who pulled her into another hug, this time it was her who needed it, eyes filling with tears as she held onto him. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, I had him. I’m sorry” he whispered, Daisy shaking her head as she continued to cling to him “it’s okay. It’s okay” she muttered, parting from him only for Carl to hug her tightly, sighing softly. “Is he like them?” Daisy asked as she turned to look at Glenn, his silence only making tears form in her eyes and she nodded, trying to gather herself “how?” she asked, Glenn glaring at Nicholas before looking back at Daisy, the young girl nodding ever so slightly, following him back to the house with Rick and Carl, a look of rage on her face, hidden behind the tears “this is exactly what I’m talking about. They’re picking us off, one by one…” she muttered to herself, fists clenched and Rick gave her a worried glance, sharing that glance with Glenn when he turned to look at him before continuing towards the house, Rick gently catching Carl on the way, nodding towards Daisy “keep an eye on her, alright?” he asked quietly, Carl nodding and he nodded in return.

[gayforcarstairsgirls]

[marypsue]

Keep seeing that post where OP starts like 'Thinking about...grieving the undead' and then adds on about like. Real life situations where people have not died but have left your life and you would have reason to grieve them.

All respect, that's an important concept, but that is not what I am thinking about when I read 'grieving the undead'.

[hinamie]

to moving forward

[lemon-wedges]

Sorry you're gonna have to repeat that

[shotmrmiller]

lowkey thinking of one of your friends sliding in the barstool right next to you and saying, "i wouldn't fuck him if i were you." she's not the envious type so it doesn't make sense. why not?

"i know his kind. one night of stomach cramping fun and you're stuck with him like gum tangled in your hair. impossible to rid. just now, you'd given a friendly ㅤsmile to his pal on the right and his eyes had burned. that screams danger."

possessive, she'd said. obsessive, if he's crazy. (and he looks it, babes.)

you didn't think that riding him in the front seat of his truck would've led to you the way you are now, achy cunt, mottled neck, dinner plate sized hand soothing the tender skin of your thigh that he'd left raw because of the stubble on his jaw, the other palming at his erection.

again. as if your sore pussy can take any more of this assault. he hasn't left since he got here a week ago. on vacation, he'd muttered as he pushed a spit-slick finger into you, up to the knuckle.

should've listened to your elders :(

[smileyobrien]

HAPPY STAR TREK DAY! 🖖

STAR TREK premiered in the United States on the 8th of September, 1966 with the episode "The Man Trap". Today, over 900 episodes across 12 tv and streaming series, as well as 13 feature films have been released, with more still in various stages of production.

[pistachi0art]

he will be missed pt. 2 🙏

[bonetrousledbones]

fuck it since my birthday is in like one day i'm gonna use my birthday wish to tell y'all to look at the shit going on in southern Appalachia right now after Hurricane Helene. look at it and talk about it and spread resources about it like wildfire because nobody else fucking is and it feels like we're on our own out here.

there are people who are stranded in hazardous areas that are still safer than trying to leave by driving on the increasingly hazardous roads. i'm personally going into my third day without electricity at this point, and haven't been able to get any gas for a generator to even keep our fridge working. there are very few places with power or running water, and cell service has just barely been restored in the last hour. ground crews are working hard to repair things, but there are many, many areas that are entirely inaccessible that may not receive these fixes for several more days if not weeks. i'm afraid my own neighborhood might become one of those areas if repairs don't get to us soon, and since we're much more rural i have a difficult time trying to be optimistic about it.

we're very far inland. i guarantee you damn near everybody here was expecting a little more rain and wind like we usually get during hurricane season, if they even heard about the hurricane beforehand in the first place since most people only got about a twelve hour notice before landfall- after several major areas had already been flooded. our terrain protects us from most major weather events- most locals have never encountered a single tornado or legitimate tornado warning in our entire lives. nobody i've talked to or heard from about it seems to have had any idea that it would be this bad. everybody's wishing that they took it more seriously, but we've never, ever had to before. i've seen people comparing it to Hurricane Katrina and honestly i'm not sure if that's all too inaccurate. today while looking for a single working gas station i drove by a military helicopter parked in front of the elementary school i went to when i was little.

please for the love of god, talk about us. talk about the good memories you had here or the beauty of our mountains, and talk about how devastated we are as we watch historic structures, buildings, and entire towns get wiped from the face of the earth like they were never even there. stop dismissing us as uneducated hicks and rednecks and hilllbillies and fucking help us.

r/Asheville resource/updates megathread (Asheville is the largest city in western North Carolina)

How to set up disaster roaming for cell service

WLOS Live updates

Duke Energy power outage map

WNC Landslide Map

Hotels accepting locals

Emergency shelter locations

I live in western North Carolina so all of my own resources are centered around that. If anybody from the other impacted areas has additional sources they'd like to add, please don't hesitate to do so.

[yuki2sksksk]

Hc that Tanjirou knows how to clean and bury the dead since he helped when it was his grandma and dad. But since this time there are too many bodies to bury, he asks for help from old man Saburo.

[cultivateme]

classiccccc

[courfee]

remus is very unimpressed, sirius is very happy :)

based on this post

[zillychu]

i'll keep putting him in gacha games until I'm paid for my silence. this is a threat

[bulbabutt]

rise leo does know whats going on with his brothers, dont you worry

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[egophiliac]

now that I can think semi-coherently again...whooooo's ready for Friday WEEHOO

[fyeaheddiemunson]