#Shane Dorian

[sempredomingo]

[randomrichards]

BETWEEN LAND AND SEA:

Coast and countryside

Ex surfing pro turns farmer

Irish surf school

[fleshimprsoned]

Napalm Death - Birmingham, 1988

[studybuggirl]

People will ask you if you're loyal but they don't know you choose the same character to romance in every. single. playthrough.

[cosmicwhoresimpingismyliving]

Bliss💚

[professionallydeadinside]

The apprentices of the head curators for my Teeth universe! Should I have probably done the masters first? Yeah! Did I? No! Anyway more about them under the cut sdfghhgfd

Btw side note any person in any guild can take an apprentice. A majority of apprentices just apprentice under anyone that will take them. However apprenticing under the head Curator of the guild is veryyy special as whoever the Curator takes as an apprentice has basically a 90% chance of becoming the next head (they still have to prove themselves but their chances are a lot higher).

And also a little thing but the apprentices are usually allowed to dress however they'd like as long as they have one item that corresponds with the color of their guilds designated gem. "Usually" as the master has the final say on what their apprentice is allowed to wear.

Luka Finchetti: Idk why I originally gave him a different last name that didn't make sense considering Giles adopted Luka when he was a baby so I changed it ANYWAY You all know Luka!! Sweet little guy!! He's very happy-go-lucky and looks up to Giles as both a father and master. Although coming off as innocent, he's not necessarily stupid and is capable of doing hard work (even if he acts like a wuss while doing it). When he's older, he still holds onto his childlike optimism and believes a good attitude is needed to work well with the dead.

Shane (Cassandra) Conroy: When Cassandra came out with orange hair that seemed to match the Amber color of the Life guild, Cain (her uncle and head curator of the Life guild), took that as a sign that she would be the apprentice for him. But his brother (Cassandra's father) and his sister in law seemed to have different ideas, wanting Cassandra to chose what guild she wanted for herself. Naturally, Cain murdered them both and raised Cassandra, or, Shane as his own. Shane is sarcastic and even though she's not the eldest, she's seen as an older sister by most. The Life guild has definitely left a bad taste in her mouth, but her desire to protect Luka has her curious about the Protection guild.

Dorian Laurent: Dorian is an apprentice that is truly and thoroughly in love with the guild he's in. With his strong people skills and ability to know what customers want before they even know they want it, he was practically made to be the new head of the Textile guild. He is a little bit stuck up and hoity toity, but only to those who are willingly ignorant. If you ask him to explain something, he gladly will. But he hates people talking nonsense about clothing. He has strong opinions on fashion and a small pet peeve of his is the fact his master doesn't actually wear emerald green. (She's the one that made his suit because "he looks so handsome in it!" but the color disgusts him. He rebels in his own way by wearing a tie that is the correct green).

Bedelia Smith: The problem with being the only normal girl surrounded by apprentices that are riddled with litanies of issues is that relating to your peers is surprisingly hard. People have always told Bedelia that she was so mature and motherly for her age, so naturally she took to the Cooking guild, making her abilities known before eventually being taken apprentice by Bubba. Secretly, although she's very happy in her guild, she'd like to be known for something more about her rather then her skills. (Although the Cooking guild's gem is Citrine, she wears an orange bandana because her father worked for the Life guild)

Hyacinth Ferris: Hyacinth is one of the many apprentices who came into the care of their master unwillingly. When caught out in a snowstorm, Hyacinth was cornered by Ishmael who was in a feral haze and in order to save herself, she cut off her own arm to satiate him, giving her time to escape. Afterwards when he came to his senses, he offered a spot as his apprentice as an apology. She felt like she couldn't refuse but has since become intensely loyal to her master and feels a kinship with how he's isolated from others. But this isolation causes her to struggle to make friends with the other apprentices.

Edward Lich: No matter how much he wishes he could just disappear into the background, Edward's shockingly tall stature always brings eyes on him. Which is why he found solace in the quiet of the Horticulture guild. Kinda like Hyacinth, Edward doesn't have the easiest time interacting with the other apprentices. But unlike her, Edward has no problem verbalizing what he thinks. This is entirely to his detriment as he's gained the reputation of being rude when in reality he's just painfully blunt. (Ex: if a boy he liked *cough cough Apollo* touched him on the arm. He would say "Don't touch me." when in his thought process would be more of "Wow I can't believe he's touching me! But he's making my stomach feel fluttery! I can't handle this!) If you give him time to apologize and clarify what he means, he's very sweet.

Ginny Waslin: As her parents were both polite, prim and proper Textile workers, they were greatly unprepared for the storm of energy their daughter was. So they practically begged anyone to apprentice her so they could get her out of the house. Claudia thought she could put Ginny's energy to good use and took her in under the Construction guild. Ginny often acts like a brat when she doesn't get her way and has a strong need to always be in charge. Much of her "bad" behavior comes from the fact that she's desperate for attention.

Apollo Bellerophon: Coming from a long line of head curators of the Protection guild, Apollo is obligated to do the same. However, what his family just doesn't seem to understand is that he doesn't have the physical strength or stamina to keep up with the needs of Protection guild. He has chronic fatigue and other ailments that his family ignores. Those who are patient and understanding enough to stick around know Apollo as a dry humored and quick witted young man. He'd much rather be in the Textile guild if you ask him.

[thxrgism]

i kinda find it wild how elyotto made one of the more popular “tiktok hits” of the 2020s and somehow basically never comes up in discussions of transmasc music. anyway he has some good tracks check him out.

[coconut530]

mARTch 2: Inspirations

[pond-skater]

Stardew Valley spouses + what I think they'd name their children.

Shane - I actually personally headcanon that after marriage, Shane would focus on raising his goddaughter Jas and putting his all into his sobriety before he thinks about having other kids. But based on the fact that his favourite chicken is called Charlie, I think he'd like gender neutral names. Maybe something along the lines of Jessie / Jesse, Casey, or Cameron.

Maru - Something calling back to science, for sure. Ada for a girl (after Ada Lovelace) and Isaac for a boy (joint ode to Isaac Newton and Isaac Asimov.) Maybe names after constellations? Like Cass / Cassie (Cassiopeia), Andromeda, or Carina.

Sebastian - Obviously something referencing a gothic novel. Dorian (after Portrait of Dorian Gray) for a boy, and Mina (after the female protagonist of Dracula) for a girl. The middle name would possibly be a reference to an obsure Solarian Chronicles character, unless his spouse reigned him in.

Abigail - Abby would like older names, the kind of thing you'd see in a Victorian novel. Violet or Beatrice for a girl, Theodore or Henry for a boy. She would be dismayed when she realizes that those names are fashionable again, she definitely sees herself as a true original lol.

Sam - There's a piece of Kent dialogue at the flower dance where he says if he and Jodi had a girl they might name her after a flower. Maybe Sam would think along the same lines as his dad. Will (after sweet williams) or Cosmo for a boy, or Rosie or Heather for a girl.

Emily - Obviously she would love hippie-dippy names, gemstones and nature inspired. I actually have children with Emily in one save and they are called Meadow and Fen. I think she'd like names that called back to her personal history with the farmer. If they went on a particularly memorable date to the seaside for example, then their child would be called Marina or Morgan or even just Ocean. Gemstone names like Jasper and Ruby would also be a great choice.

Elliott - Somewhat old fashioned names with literary allusions. Agatha and Charles, after Agatha Christie and Charles Dickens. Maybe a reference to a famous piano player, like Frederic or Claude (Chopin & Debussy) for boys, or Martha or Myra (Argerich & Hess) for girls.

Penny - First of all, I know you can only have 2 children with a spouse in game, but I think Penny would like to foster various kids alongside having children of her own. Her own childhood was tumultuous, she would love to have a stable home offering respite to kids who need it. Penny is the only character in the game who doesn't hate poppies, maybe she'd name a daughter Poppy, which would also match the theme of her + her mother having P names. I think her taste in names would be fairly conventional. Anna, Jamie, David, Lizzie, Ben... You get the idea. Short, simple, but cute.

Harvey - My first thought is Amelia after Amelia Airheart but I don't know if that would be too grim considering she disappeared and probably died horribly. Maybe Harvey could look past that and just focus on the aviation history lol. For a boy, Sully, after Sully Sullenberger. Perhaps he'd also name a daughter after Marie Skłodowska-Curie, with the bonus points of it sounding close enough to Maru to be an ode to her as well. I could also see him liking the names Amy, Oscar, Oliver, and Florence. Also, I know in the game you have one boy and one girl, but I honestly headcanon him as being a very enthusiastic girldad tbh.

Alex - Whatever the Stardew Valley equivalent of an 'All American' name is. Carter, Zack, or Todd for boys & Maddison, Nicole, or Katie for girls. Maybe named for famous gridball players or something. I also think the middle names would probably be an ode to his grandparents, so George & Evelyn (or Georgia and Everett, if you feel like remixing it).

Haley - Summer, Lani, or Alyssa for a girl, and Kai, Evan or Chris for a boy. I have no real reason for this, I'm going on pure vibes. Haley doesn't strike me as a particularly sentimental person, I think her baby name choices would just be based on what she thought sounded pretty. Also, for whatever reason I only headcanon her having only one child.

Leah - Nature inspired names are the obvious choice. Fern, Hazel, or Willow for girls, and Cliff, Ash, or Rowan for boys. I think she might also like longer, more traditional names, like Catherine or Andrew.

[futchbookslut]

Second year of my adult reading adventure (context: read a lot when I was younger, only read one book over the course of 8 years, started again January of 2024), and I'm doing the 2025 bingo created by @batmanisagatewaydrug ! I'm super excited and want to share my (tentative) picks for the board.

1. Literary Fiction: Little Fires Everywhere by Celeste Ng

2. Short story collection: Unaccustomed Earth by Jhumpa Lahiri

3. Sequel: The World We Make by N.K. Jemisin

4. Reread a childhood favorite: The Baby-Sitters Club: The Ghost at Dawn's House by Ann. M. Martin

5. 20th century speculative fiction: Kindred by Octavia E. Butler

6. Fantasy: The Book Eaters by Sunyi Dean

7. Published before 1950: The Picture of Dorian Gray - Oscar Wilde

8. Indie publisher: Her Body and Other Parties: Stories by Carmen Maria Machado, published by Graywolf Press

9. Graphic novel, comic book, or manga: Tomie by Junji Ito

10. Animal on the cover: Never Whistle at Night, edited by Shane Hawk and Theodore C. Van Alst Jr.

11. Set in a country you have never visited: Little Rot by Akwaeke Emezi

12. Science fiction: Catnip by Vyria Durav

13. 2025 debut author: Make Sure You Die Screaming by Zee Carlstrom

14. Memoir: The Night Parade: A Speculative Memoir by Jami Nakamura-Lin

15. Read a zine and make a zine: DROPS "Secrets We Long For" by Gio (very excited for this one - I love making zines!)

16. Essay collection: Your Silence Will Not Protect You: Essays and Poems by Audre Lorde

17. 2024 award winner: Ink Blood Sister Scribe by Emma Törzs

18. Nonfiction, learn something new: One of my wife's wild birds of eastern north america books

19. Social justice & activism: Care Work: Dreaming Disability Justice by Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha

20. Romance novel: A Wolf Steps in Blood by Tamara Jerée

21. Read & make a recipe: Apple crumble roses

22. Horror: We Don't Swim Here by Vincent Tirado

23. Published in the aughts (2000-2009): Leslie by Omar Tyree

24. Historical fiction: Last Night at the Telegraph Club by Malinda Lo

25. Bookseller/Librarian Rec: Pedro and Me by Judd Winick

[jesuisgourde]

A list of all the books mentioned in Peter Doherty's journals (and in some interviews/lyrics, too)

Because I just made this list in answer to someone's question on a facebook group, I thought I may as well post it here.

-The Picture of Dorian Gray/The Ballad Of Reading Gaol/Salome/The Happy Prince/The Duchess of Padua, all by Oscar Wilde -The Thief's Journal/Our Lady Of The Flowers/Miracle Of The Rose, all by Jean Genet -A Diamond Guitar by Truman Capote -Mixed Essays by Matthew Arnold -Venus In Furs by Leopold Sacher-Masoch -The Ministry Of Fear by Graham Greene -Brighton Rock by Graham Green -A Season in Hell by Arthur Rimbaud -The Street Of Crocodiles (aka Cinnamon Shops) by Bruno Schulz -Opium: The Diary Of His Cure by Jean Cocteau -The Lost Weekend by Charles Jackson -Howl by Allen Ginsberg -Women In Love by DH Lawrence -The Tempest by William Shakespeare -Trilby by George du Maurier -The Vision Of Jean Genet by Richard Coe -"Literature And The Crisis" by Isaiah Berlin -Le Cid by Pierre Corneille -The Paris Peasant by Louis Aragon -Junky by William S Burroughs -Absolute Beginners by Colin MacInnes -Futz by Rochelle Owens -They Shoot Horses Don't They? by Horace McCoy -"An Inquiry On Love" by La revolution surrealiste magazine -Idea by Michael Drayton -"The Nymph's Reply to The Shepherd" by Sir Walter Raleigh -Hamlet by William Shakespeare -The Silver Shilling/The Old Church Bell/The Snail And The Rose Tree all by Hans Christian Andersen -120 Days Of Sodom by Marquis de Sade -Letters To A Young Poet by Rainer Maria Rilke -Poetics Of Space by Gaston Bachelard -In Favor Of The Sensitive Man and Other Essays by Anais Nin -La Batarde by Violette LeDuc -Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov -Intimate Journals by Charles Baudelaire -Juno And The Paycock by Sean O'Casey -England Is Mine by Michael Bracewell -"The Prelude" by William Wordsworth -Noise: The Political Economy of Music by Jacques Atalli -"Elm" by Sylvia Plath -"I am pleased with my sight..." by Rumi -She Stoops To Conquer by Oliver Goldsmith -Amphitryon by John Dryden -Oscar Wilde by Richard Ellman -The Song Of The South by James Rennell Rodd -In Her Praise by Robert Graves -"For That He Looked Not Upon Her" by George Gascoigne -"Order And Disorder" by Lucy Hutchinson -Man Crazy by Joyce Carol Oates -A Pictorial History Of Sex In The Movies by Jeremy Pascall and Clyde Jeavons -Anarchy State & Utopia by Robert Nozick -"Limbo" by Samuel Taylor Coleridge -Men In Love: Masculinity and Sexuality in the Eighteenth Century by George Haggerty

[arbitrary line break because tumble hates lists apparently]

-Crime And Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky -Innocent When You Dream: the Tom Waits Reader -"Identity Card" by Mahmoud Darwish -Ulysses by James Joyce -The Four Quartets poems by TS Eliot -Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare -A'Rebours/Against The Grain by Joris-Karl Huysmans -Prisoner Of Love by Jean Genet -Down And Out In Paris And London by George Orwell -The Man With The Golden Arm by Nelson Algren -Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates -"Epitaph To A Dog" by Lord Byron -Cocaine Nights by JG Ballard -"Not By Bread Alone" by James Terry White -Anecdotes Of The Late Samuel Johnson by Hester Thrale -"The Owl And The Pussycat" by Edward Lear -"Chevaux de bois" by Paul Verlaine -A Strong Song Tows Us: The Life of Basil Bunting by Richard Burton -Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes -The Divine Comedy by Dante Alighieri -The Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling -The Man Who Would Be King by Rudyard Kipling -Ask The Dust by John Frante -On The Trans-Siberian Railways by Blaise Cendrars -The 39 Steps by John Buchan -The Overcoat by Nikolai Gogol -The Government Inspector by Nikolai Gogol -The Iliad by Homer -Heart Of Darkness by Joseph Conrad -The Volunteer by Shane O'Doherty -Twenty Love Poems and A Song Of Despair by Pablo Neruda -"May Banners" by Arthur Rimbaud -Literary Outlaw: The life and times of William S Burroughs by Ted Morgan -The Penguin Dorothy Parker -Smoke by William Faulkner -Hero And Leander by Christopher Marlowe -My Lady Nicotine by JM Barrie -All I Ever Wrote by Ronnie Barker -The Libertine by Stephen Jeffreys -On Murder Considered As One Of The Fine Arts by Thomas de Quincey -The Void Ratio by Shane Levene and Karolina Urbaniak -The Remains Of The Day by Kazuo Ishiguro -Dead Fingers Talk by William S Burroughs -The England's Dreaming Tapes by Jon Savage -London Underworld by Henry Mayhew

[d1xonss]

Hi! I was thinking about a run that ends up being too long because of something like a heard , were Daryl and the reader have to stay the night in a library. The reader is a big fan of books and she knows a lot about literature (maybe you can say she was a student of a literature degree back before the outbreak). Daryl is like 'I've never really read any book' or 'noone read anybook for me when I was little' and reader ends up reading one of her favourites to him while he lays his head on her lap and she tuches his hair or something fluffy like that. Some of my favorite books include Carrie, The Picture of Dorian Gray and Lord of the Rings; just if you wanted inspiration for the book that she reads him.

I hope you like the idea!

Bedtime Stories

✧ Pairing : Daryl Dixon x Reader

✧ Era : Season 2 (time jump)

✧ Pronouns : she/her

✧ Genre : Fluff

✧ Word Count : 3.1k

AN ~ This idea is so cute, I love it! But I am sorry to the person who requested this because I took way longer to write this than I usually would. It’s just been sitting in my drafts for a while now, but I finally got around to writing out the idea. Thank you for being patient and I hope you enjoy!

Your lungs started to burn, your legs beginning to weaken as you continued to run as fast as you could, desperately trying to keep up as the two of you quite literally ran for your lives. Somehow the run you both volunteered to take just turned into one giant disaster, one thing falling apart after another.

It was the dead of winter, the group hopping from place to place ever since the loss of the farm, and everything always running low. All the supplies you managed to have saved went out the window in a flash, leaving you with almost nothing when you had numerous people to feed. So desperate times called for desperate measures, leading to you and Daryl leaving early that morning, trudging through the cold weather and into a small town nearby in hopes that they had at least something to bring back for the others. But luck wasn’t really on your side.

There were a couple small buildings the two of you came across, a few cans of food here and there that you could easily toss into your bags. Though none of it was nearly enough to feed all the people you had. The thought alone saddened you to no end, coming to the realization of how complicated everything was now that you were out on the road constantly. You found yourself not even really knowing how good you had it back when you had sanctuary, a safe place to sleep at night, food…it was all very frustrating.

But you knew you were preaching to the choir as everyone else was easily feeling the same way as you, defeated and exhausted twenty-four-seven now. Though that wasn’t necessarily the only thing going wrong at the moment. The group itself was much more tense than it ever was before, the whole atmosphere seeming to change ever since that night Rick broke down completely. The loss of Shane and Lori being pregnant was taking a toll on him that no one else could understand, leading to him taking it out on everyone else. A part of you almost wondered if you and Daryl subconsciously took this run on purpose just to get away from all of that for a few hours.

Though that wasn’t the only reason you wanted to go, another part of you wanted to be able to bring something back. You wanted to be the one to lift their spirits, hoping that you and Daryl would come across something that would bring back that light. But then again, luck wasn’t on your side.

Unbeknownst to the two of you as you searched, a large herd of walkers were slowly limping their way down the streets of the small town, making even more noise the closer they approached. Eventually you both perked up at the sudden familiar sounds, walking out of the building you were once in to see the group coming straight towards you, their jaws hanging and their arms stretched out with the intention to tear into you.

“Go.” was all Daryl said as he pushed you to run first, sprinting down the narrow streets in hopes to find somewhere to hide. Most of the stores you came across were completely locked up tight, and it was too late to turn back into the one you once occupied. So according to you, you were pretty much fucked. 

The two of you looked around frantically as you ran, adrenaline pumping through your system as your heart pounded roughly against your chest. There was close to nothing else around, nowhere else to shield yourselves behind as they slowly crept up closer, surprisingly fast with how slow they appeared to move. It now seemed that last bit of bad luck had wiped out all the hope that was left in your being.

That is until Daryl came across a door neither of you had tried before, tugging at it as it surprisingly flew open loudly. Relief filled your chest as you didn’t hesitate to book it inside the space, Daryl following in close behind you before he slammed the door shut again. The two of you then frantically looked around for only a moment, before shoving a few pieces of furniture near the double doors to block off the walkers that would surely try to push their way inside. As expected, they began to pound on the structure from the outside, sending the two of you flying back a few steps as you caught your breath, making sure they weren’t strong enough to push through.

Though after listening for a few passing seconds, it was clear they weren’t getting inside anytime soon, leaving you able to slightly relax as you hunched over to place your hands on your knees, your breathing still heavy.

Daryl noticed out of the corner of his eye, reaching out to place a hand on your shoulder, “You alright?”

You nodded as you stood back up straight, “Yeah…that was just…too close.” you sighed, running a hand stressfully through your hair.

He huffed, “Yeah…shit’s messy all over the damn place apparently.” he commented, clearly referring to how much had happened in the span of only about a month, or maybe two. You weren’t totally sure, but what you did know was that the whole thing felt like an eternity.

You found yourself wordlessly nodding in agreement, turning away from him momentarily as you grew curious as to where you had ended up. It had grown dark outside with how long the two of you stayed out searching, leading the place being completely pitch black as well. Nothing but a brief glimpse of moonlight shining through the small windows.

You reached back to the side of your backpack, pulling out your flashlight and flicking it on to see a plethora of bookshelves lined up in the large space, your face also seeming to light up in the process. It had been way too long since the last time you came across so many shelves stuffed full of mountains and mountains of books.

But apparently Daryl was less than amused, scoffing to himself as he looked around as well, “Great…we’re stuck inside some damn Barnes and Noble.”

You gave him a look, “It’s a library, Daryl.” you said in an unimpressed tone.

He raised an eyebrow towards you in response, “Yer tellin me there’s a difference?” he asked in amusement.

Your mouth parted to respond, but your mind came up blank as you slowly came to the realization that there really wasn’t much of a difference at all. He chuckled as he watched you grow silent, nudging your side before taking out his own flashlight. “You go ahead and take the left, I’ll take the right. Gotta make sure this place is safe.” he muttered before slowly walking off.

You followed his lead as you turned to head in the other direction, shining your light in different parts of the area to make sure there weren’t any lingering walkers nearby inside with the two of you. Though you couldn’t hear anything besides the corpses still banging on the outside, it was better to be safe than sorry. But everything was eerie and quiet as you passed by the many tall bookshelves, the scene itself almost making you more paranoid that something was going to just jump out at you out of nowhere. The area looked almost untouched however, causing you to smile a little to yourself at the thought of raiders and survivors just passing this place by because well…it was just a library. But you found yourself just the smallest bit excited, always knowing you were a bit of a bookworm at heart.

Your gaze continued to lazily scan the space for any danger, when all of a sudden, a certain section to your right caught your eye and made you stop in your tracks. The sign read in big blocked letters: Horror. That brought a big smile to your face as you found that was your favorite genre to read back when you actually had the time to read. You loved the thrill, the suspense, everything it had to offer as it left goosebumps on your skin. Something about those kinds of books always drew you in, in a way you couldn’t really understand.

The covers and titles easily had you distracted, hovering toward them just to take a peek at what this place had to offer. And to your surprise there were a fair amount of good finds. The Exorcist, Rebecca, Frankenstein, Salem’s Lot. You found yourself going deeper down the rabbit hole as your eyes scanned the spines of them thoroughly, wondering how many you would be able to actually fit in your bag to take back. Because the truth was you missed being able to read, wanting something simple like this again to pass the time like you used to.

“The hell you doin?”

You physically felt yourself jump out of your skin at his sudden presence, holding a hand up to your chest as you let out a shuddering breath. “Holy shit…don’t do that.” you said as you reached over to push his chest gently.

He laughed softly in response as he raised an eyebrow at you, “I can tell ya what yer not doin.” he hinted, “How’s the left side lookin?”

You shrugged, “It seems...safe enough…” you smiled sheepishly.

“Uh huh.” he muttered.

“I got distracted, okay?” you said with a light laugh before your gaze fell back on where you were once looking, “I mean I can’t even remember the last time I saw this many books.”

The man paused for a minute as he watched your expression, how it seemed to light up even more in the darkness as you looked back to all the covers you still had yet to pick through. A sense of fondness washed over him as he watched you obviously gush over something you were passionate about. He wanted you to speak more about it, wanting to listen to your voice go on and on about the things you loved most about them, but he was almost too embarrassed to ask.

Though after a few moments of silence, his frame leaned up against the shelf to his left as he continued to stare, “Didn't know you were a reader.” he commented.

You shrugged as you didn’t break your gaze away from the book you pulled out to look at, “I guess I just never mentioned it…” you trailed off as you read the short summary on the back, before placing it up in it’s place again, “But I used to read all the time. What about you, you got any favorites?” you asked as you looked back towards him with a small and exciting smile.

It was an innocent question really, but all Daryl could do was pathetically shrug, not really wanting to go into depth about the real answer.

But you tilted your head at him as you wanted to know, genuinely growing curious, “Oh come on. You have to at least have one.” 

Daryl scoffed as he looked back up to you, “I…I ain’t ever really…” he trailed off again before letting out a harsh sigh, “Look, I ain’t ever read anythin before, alright? I don’t got no favorite.”

You were slightly taken aback, almost not believing him at first. But his face and tone were nothing but serious, showing you that he was telling the truth about having not read a single book in his life. “...Really?” you asked softly, “Not even in school or anything?”

He huffed out a small chuckle, “Ya mean when I actually went ta school? Yeah…don’t really think readin was at the top of my priority list.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, “Okay, fine. But seriously, no one ever read anything to you? Not even your…”

The two of you froze when you trailed off, though it was obvious what you were about to say. You knew of his past, how hard things were on him when he was a kid, you honestly didn’t even mean to let that last part slip as if you had forgotten. You hadn’t. But now you just wished you could take it all back as you felt ashamed and utterly embarrassed, a part of you also feeling terrible that he had never had that kind of comfort before.

In your childhood home, it was somewhat of a nightly routine that your parents would read you a short story every night before bed. You always loved that part, getting all snuggled up while your eyes slowly fluttered closed, hearing the soothing sound of their voices as they spoke until you were fast asleep. Now realizing that Daryl had never even had a sliver of that, brought a small frown to your face. But in a way, it also made you a little determined to make it up to him somehow.

Your eyes slowly trailed back to the bookshelf for a moment or two, before your eyes widened ever so slightly when you caught a glimpse of an all too familiar title. Carrie by Stephen King was one of your favorite books of all time, the plot being so interesting it left you at the edge of your seat as you went on. It was almost like some sort of sign to you as an idea formed in your head.

“Well…” you spoke quietly as you reached up to grab it, “It looks like we could be stuck in here for a while.” you mentioned, jutting your thumb back towards the doors where the walkers were still lingering. “What if I read to you?”

His eyes whipped back up to look at you, his face almost unreadable as he processed what you had just said. At first he wanted to decline, not because he didn’t want to hear the gentleness of your voice reading aloud to him, that sounded like a damn dream. But he didn’t want you to do something like this out of guilt, like you pitied him for not having that kind of luxury you used to have. It honestly wasn’t that big of a deal, something he hadn’t really thought about until now. But not even he could deny that as he stewed over it, he found himself missing out on something else from his childhood that he could never get back.

“Nah,” he shook his head as he stood up a bit straighter, “You don’t gotta do that, it’s alright.” he assured.

But your brows furrowed as you shook your head, “But I want to. I think it’ll be…nice.” you said honestly, wanting to reassure him that you actually wanted to do this.

He took in a breath as he studied your facial expression, seeing you were truly being genuine and sincere, and that warmed his heart more than you were able to imagine. You truly were the sweetest person he had ever met, constantly treating him with kindness ever since you had first met. And that only made his tough exterior soften in an instant.

“Alright…if you’re sure…” he finally agreed hesitantly.

You smiled brightly at him, “I’m sure.” you promised, nodding your head back for him to follow you to find a place to sit for the time being. Neither of you knew how long you would be trapped in here. A few hours? Overnight? You weren’t sure, but one thing you did know was that the two of you did not want to go back to the group just yet. You could almost feel the tension radiating from all the way over here when they were miles and miles away.

The flashlight in your hand shined down towards a spot where there were a few cushioned seats, causing you to pick the one placed in the corner before you plopped down, removing the bag from your shoulders in the process. As your body was turned away for just a brief moment, you then felt Daryl sit down beside you, before he adjusted himself to where his head was gently resting in your lap. Your eyes quickly glanced back down to look at him, catching the small smile he had on his face as he stared up at you softly. You couldn’t help but smile back, shaking your head a little to try and focus. But it was hard to do when his eyes were piercing, so clearly full of gentleness and care.

“Okay, so this right here is a classic.” you said as you pointed to the cover, “It’s one of my favorite horror novels, and I actually think you’ll really like it.”

His eyes moved over the cover as he nodded along, “Do I get ta hold yer hand if I get scared?” he suddenly teased with a small smirk.

You laughed quietly, “Sure, tough guy, you can hold my hand.”

He chuckled lightly as he nodded, watching you intently as you opened up the book, using the light of the flashlight you placed behind you to be able to see the tiny words on the pages. You squinted a little at first, before your soft voice began to read out loud to him, already feeling himself relax a little more at something so simple. If he was being completely honest with himself, he didn’t really care what you were reading. You could be reciting words from the English dictionary for all he cared. There was just something about hearing your voice in general that sent a wave of peace through him.

Eventually as the minutes flew by with the two of you engrossed in the events happening, your other hand traveled down to his hair, running your fingers through it gently. Daryl felt his heart flutter in his chest at the mindless action, almost as if it was second nature to you, making his eyes involuntarily close as he sighed deeply. He hadn’t felt this calm, this comforted by someone he cared about deeply in quite a long time. In fact, he seemed to question to himself if he ever had this feeling. The realization seemed to hit him then, but he almost didn’t care. He was just happy he had someone in his life now that was willing to give him all of that and more.

You noticed quickly however how his breathing seemed to change as he still laid beneath you, your eyes moving down to look at his face and see that he had fallen asleep after only barely getting through about three chapters. A small smile stretched across your face, closing the book and placing it back down beside you as your hand continued to gently run through the locks of his thick hair. Your eyes moved over the calm features of his face, taking in the fact that you had given him something that you once used to cherish. The unwinding feeling of someone reading you to sleep.

“Thank you…” his voice suddenly spoke quietly, moving to get even more comfortable in your lap as he drifted off.

In an instant your eyes seemed to glisten with tears at the simple gratitude, seeing how precious he really was. “Of course.” you whispered back, blinking away your tears as you hesitated for a moment, before leaning down to place a soft kiss on his forehead.

And after that night you two spent together, you found yourself always trying to do the little things for him to make him feel safe. Because those were the things you found that mattered the most.

~ Thanks for reading!

[nightingale2004]

Names for the members of the House of Prince of Harry Potter: my Hc

Male:

Rasmus

Erasmus

Tiberius

Ulrik

Dimitri

Demetrius

Vladimir/Vlad

Ivar

Ivan

Damien

Roman

Atreus

Edgar

Craven

Draven

Corvus

Corvin

Corvinus

Morpheus

Tieran

Mordred

Cain/Kane

Raven (gender-neutral)

Ignatius

Casimir

Nikolai

Mordecai

Severin

Ezekiel

Valeriyan

Rasputin

Mortimer

Octavius/Octavian

Hades

Alexander

Voltaire

Osiris

Kieran

Augustus

Mavros

Sebastian

Colin

Edmund

Gabriel

Castor

Drystan

Jericho

Erebus

Hadrian

Thanatos

Kyrell

Cassius

Acacius

Crow/ Qrow

Corbin

Bertram

Victor/Viktor

Orev

Dorian

Nicodemus

Oberon

Hezekiah

Mortis

Azhrael

Umbra/Umbros

Ereborn

Valkhar

Aurelius

Niklaus

Cole

Colton

Cassander

Bartholomew

Arsenios

Severinus

Ambrosius

Cornelius

Nathaniel

Stephen

Malachai

Shane

Samuel

Antonio

Endymion

Balthazar

Gossamer

Zenon

Deimos

Diaval

Ciaran

Maurice

Duncan

Raziel

Eugene

Solomon

Peregrine

Enoch

Female:

Tatiana

Seraphina

Seraphiel

Lilith

Elvira

Dahlia

Hecate

Morgana

Morgan

Morticia

Marcellina/Marceline

Nyx

Magda

Demetria

Irina

Dominika

Sabrina

Safrina

Regina

Gwyneth

Gwyneira

Octavia

Persephone

Morana

Noxaina

Galatea

Constance

Evelyn

Belladonna

Artemis

Quintessa

Roksana

Priscilla

Marcella

Alexandria

Victoria

Selena/Selene

Gwendolyn

Guinevere

Eileen

Corvina

Coretta

Tatia

Nyssa

Irene

Francesca

Hyacinth

Susanna

Susan

Lucinda

Aviana

Urania

Aranea

Eretria

Vespera

Darci

Darcelle

Madeline

Nathaira

Tanith

Deyanira

Cassandra

Acacia

Lyssa

Ravenna

Melinoe

Merletta

Mystique

Raquel

Serena

Petra

Mavis

Thalia

Morwenna

Nyxara

Caladrea

Nirvanna

Obsidra

Lunaris

Luna

Draconia

Eclipsa

Meteora

Natalia

Sloane

Dharianna

Sophia

Antonia

Elodie

Isabelle

Coventina

Ciara

Layla

Maeve

Melanie

Adrienne

Tempest

Yvonne

Viridiana

Ombra

Jade

Runa

Christine/Christina

Claire

Theresa

Corisande

Cadenza

Sylvestra

Evaine

Elisanna

Zianna

Houses: Ravenclaw and Slytherin

All I got. Enjoy

[fleshimprsoned]

Napalm Death, classic lineup (Lee, Bill, Shane and Mick)

[beezonia]

thinking about date everything ocs (if these are already in game pls dont kill me)

Bea the bench who you unlock if you manage to open the door to the garden

she’s up against one of the walls, old cushions as a dress and metal wiring that coils up around her (shoe wise)

Shane the shed again only can unlock him if you open the door to the garden

(he’s in the back left)

bulky guy, may talk about dorian frequently since he kinda lives with the shed dorian

Ricky the Rake (find him in the shed)

A little bit standoffish and will definitely criticise you on how you clean the garden

And finally

Wanda the watering can! (She can be found just near bea!)

A lovely lady who loves giving out every from advice to just a hug, completely forgets to take care of herself!

[morganwrites12672]

I have a few Daryl Dixon bots I'll be posting tonight but I wanted to ask, who do you guys want to see some new bots for?

Here's a list of who I write for:

Dean Winchester (spn)

Sam Winchester (spn)

Frank Castle (mcu)

Matt Murdock (mcu)

Jameson Hawthorne (tig)

Grayson Hawthorne (tig)

Dean Redding (The Naturals)

Michael Townsend (The Naturals)

Evan Buckley (911)

Peeta Mellark (thg)

Finnick Odair (thg)

Peter Parker (mcu)

Stiles Stilinski (Teen Wolf)

Braxton Wolf (The Accountant)

Frank Castle (The Punisher)

Matthew Murdock (Daredevil)

Conrad Hawkins (The Resident)

Carmen Berzatto (The Bear)

Castiel (SPN)

Aaron Warner (Shatter Me)

Rowan Whitethorn (Throne of Glass)

Dorian Haviliard (Throne of Glass)

Chaol Westfall (Throne of Glass)

Mitch Rapp (American Assassin)

Zach Addy (Bones)

Jack Hodgins (Bones)

Tyler Owens (Twisters)

Tom Hanniger (My Bloody Valentine 2009)

Nash Whitmore (The Haunting)

J.J. Kinney (Land of Bad)

Benjamin Poindexter (Daredevil)

Daryl Dixon (TWD)

Rick Grimes (TWD)

Shane Walsh (TWD)

Negan Smith (TWD)

Maggie Greene (TWD)