#TWD apocalypse: sa

[thoughtless-muse]

“scout’s honor,” [series]

|| daryl dixon x fem!reader

SUMMARY: daryl dixon was everything you despised in a man: rude, unkempt, derisive, scornful and unarticulated. yet, daryl dixon was also everything you craved in a man: mysterious, rugged, self-sufficient, masculine, aloof, and much older than yourself. it was the worst sort of enigma to place yourself in, especially during the throes of a damn apocalypse – and yet here you were, fighting tooth and nail to try and get closer to the man who hadn’t even bothered to tell you his name himself.

GENRES: angst, romance, fluff, slow-burn, hurt/comfort, smut

RATING: 18+, adult only

C/W: ricks!sister!reader, fem!reader, typical TWD violence/gore, slow-burn, grief, depression, unsettling themes, blood, injuries, trauma, alcohol/alcoholism, tobacco use, language, explicit sexual content, allusions/brief attempts at SA, suspense, more to be added

TOTAL CHAPTERS: 2/?

CURRENT WORDCOUNT: 7.8k

TOTAL WORDCOUNT: to be determined…

A/N: this series is going to closely follow the structure of the show, but will have minor and major adjustments to the events. I’m not sure how far I’m going to take this little series, though I do know that I’ll be spending quite a bit of time in seasons one and two, and I have plans to venture into the further seasons as well (I currently just started the 8th season). I hope you all can enjoy this adventure with me!

prologue: start of doomsday

chapter one: dislocated introductions

chapter two: buy me a drink, then we’ll talk history

chapter three: shane walsh is a grade-a dickbag

chapter four: back from the dead

chapter five: the city to ash, a full speed dash

[note: these titles are not hyperlinked because the installments are yet to come. I’m working on the drafts at the moment, and they will be posted in order once finished.] [more to come]

[thevegandarkelf]

Finding Myself, Finding You: Chapter One

Masterlist

AO3 link

Lydia Vector is a trauma surgeon trying to find herself again after a traumatic incident--on top of surviving the zombie apocalypse. Along the way, she finds community, friendship, and maybe something more.

Story is 18+ for mature content/themes, minors do not interact please

TW/CWs for this story--implied/referenced past rape, canonical violence, non-canonical violence, blood, gore, referenced past suicide, swearing, surgery, excessive drinking, nightmares, vomiting, amputation, medical procedures, non-con medical procedures, referenced past medical torture, referenced past drugging, attempted SA, panic attacks, mental health struggles, referenced sibling death, referenced parent death

Each chapter will have its own TW/CWs listed

This story, Lydia Vector, her family & bestie (c) me, TheVeganDarkElf

TWD & its characters (c) AMC & Robert Kirkman, the writer of the comic series

TW/CWs for this chapter--blood, violence, amputation, swearing

“Lydia Rae Vector, Board-Certified in Trauma Surgery!”

The grin that spread across my face caused my cheeks to ache. I looked out and saw my parents and brothers, who fought like hell for their front-row seats to witness their only daughter and sister receive her certification. This was the moment I had worked my entire life for.

My residency was complete. And my boards had been passed. I was officially a surgeon.

The “waterproof” mascara I had spent my last $20 on ran and flaked into my eye, causing it to water more. I take my certificate from the officiator, shake his hand, and look out to the audience once again.

And I see him. Every single time, I see him.

A man stumbling down the center aisle, appearing drunk and disorderly, but he’s covered in blood, and his skin is bluish-grey. Decomposition has clearly already started. That was evident by both the open wounds on his body and the putrid stench that accompanied him. And the rest always happens the exact same way.

The crowd notices him, and slowly, the entire auditorium falls silent. Security starts to come around from the emergency exits, but before they can get to him, the man has made his way to the front row.

And he attacks my mother.

Her screams, the screams of my father and brothers, the screams of the audience and the screams coming from my own throat haunt me. He rips her vocal cords out with one swift bite, and her screams cease as quickly as they began.

And this is always where my nightmare ends.

I wake up in a cold sweat, nothing unusual there. I throw myself upwards, letting out a small yelp and feeling all over myself with my hands, checking for wounds and blood. My mornings went exactly the same way.

Every. single. time.

The small shed I had spent the night in looked even dustier during the day. I used my hands to prop myself up off of the floor and and pulled my backpack, which was my pillow every night, out from behind me. Scooting slightly to my left to get out of the blinding sun coming in through the window, I unzipped it and went through the checklist that I always do, making sure every weapon I had was still in its place.

“Axe, knife, guns, spear,” I said out loud, pulling one of the small guns and the collapsible spear out and setting them on the ground next to me. Checking that the safety was still on for both guns, I checked for my other items. Nothing had ever been stolen from me in the night, but you couldn’t be too careful.

“Journal, water bottle, clothes, food, tools, gauze, lighter, bandages, disinfectant, sewing kit, pills, and my most unique weapon.” Once everything was accounted for, I took the blanket I had been using and folded it as best as I could, stuffing it in on top of everything. I slipped my water bottle out and took the smallest sip, just enough to get rid of my cotton mouth and dry throat. I slipped the gun I left on the floor into the strap on my leg and extended my spear, getting up off of the ground and dusting myself off.

I paused for a moment and listened to the birds chirping outside. I wonder what they were saying to each other, I thought to myself. They seem happy. Of course they did. They don’t have to live through the end of the world in the same way humans do.

My reveling in listening to bird calls was quickly interrupted by the sound of a scream. A human scream. And Walker groans.

I swung my backpack onto my shoulders and jumped to the corner next to the door. I lifted my head slowly, just enough for my eyes to enter the window frame.

There was a man, probably around my age, on the ground, and three Walkers surrounding him. I could see that he had lost his knife in the scuffle, and I imagine he was hesitant to use a gun because he didn’t want to attract more of the reanimated corpses. I readied my spear, took a deep breath, and kicked the door open in one fell swoop.

“Aye motherfuckers!” I yelled, drawing the attention of all three Walkers towards me. I skipped backwards, away from the man, putting a little more distance between myself & the undead. I swung my spear and stabbed the closest one right between the eyes, pulling it out and watching the heap fall to the ground. The other two went down similarly. I paused for a moment, perking up my ears and listening to make sure no others were coming.

Once it was clear, I ran to the man. He was still on the ground, groaning in pain. That’s when I saw the bite on his ankle. My heart sank. But I knew what I needed to do. I ran and kneeled down next to him.

“Hey, what’s your name man?” I said to him, trying to keep my voice as calm as possible. I saw a small glimmer of hope in his eyes.

“A-A-Aaron,” he said, gritting his teeth through the pain.

“Alright Aaron, my name is Vector. I’m a doctor, and I can save you, but we gotta get you inside that shed right there. Can you sit up?” He nodded and used his arms to pull himself into a sitting position. I got up on my feet and put an arm around his back, under his arms.

“Alright Aaron, let’s get you on your feet,” I told him, and I saw him nod out of the corner of my eye. He put his body weight onto his right foot & onto me, and we slowly stood up together. Thankfully, the shed was right by us. I got him through the door and helped him back down onto the floor. Once he was on his back, I moved like lightning to get out my small axe, disinfectant, lighter, bandages, gauze, and two of my shirts, one with long sleeves and a small one.

“Aaron, you probably know where this is going, but I’m going to have to cut your foot off. And then I’m going to cauterize your wound so it hopefully won’t get infected,” I said between inhales, taking the my smaller shirt and tying it into a knot to form a gag. We couldn’t have him attracting any more Walkers. “I need you to take this and bite down as hard as you can. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes…” Aaron said. I saw a couple of tears leave his eyes. He put the knotted shirt into his mouth, laying his head back onto the dirty floor. I poured a small amount of disinfectant onto my axe and onto his leg, just above the bite mark. Some of the disinfectant ran into the wound, and he writhed in pain.

“Alright.” I looked over at him, meeting his eyes, “I need you to stay completely still. Bite down as hard as you possibly can. You got this my man.” He squeezed his eyes shut. I raised the axe up, lining it up with where I was going to make my mark.

“I’m so sorry Aaron,” I whispered, swinging the axe down as hard as I could. Thankfully, his foot and ankle came off with one hit. His blood sprayed across the shed, getting onto the walls and all over both of us.

Despite the muffling of the shirt, his screaming was loud. The tears were flowing. And so was the blood. I grabbed my lighter with my right hand and grabbed Aaron’s hand with my left one, squeezing it to remind him he wasn’t alone.

“I’m going to cauterize it next. This pain is probably going to be worse, but I know you can do this. Just keep breathing through your nose and squeeze my hand when you need to,” I told him. He didn’t nod or acknowledge what I said in any way, but I had to keep moving to stop the bleeding. I flicked on my lighter and held it to his open wound, gliding it back and forth across the whole area. I did this for a couple of minutes to ensure the whole area had been cauterized. For Aaron, I’m sure it felt like hours. He squeezed my hand so hard that I was sure he was going to break it. His muffled screams were the only sound I heard.

“You’re doing great bud,” I spoke softly, “I have padding and gauze that I’m going to put onto it next, then I’m going to wrap it in one of my shirts. Keep biting onto that one for as long as you need.” This time, he opened his eyes, which were bright red from crying, and nodded. I took a couple of pads and pressed them to his leg, holding them in place while I started the gauze wrapping.

“I’m sorry I don’t have an ice pack or anything to help with the burning,” I said. He spat my shirt onto the ground and let out a small chuckle.

“Sorry? You just saved my life.” I took my long-sleeved plaid button-up and wrapped his leg in it, using the sleeves to tie it around his calf. He was still hyperventilating a little.

“Just rest for right now,” I instructed, “once you’re doing a little better, I’ll help you get back to your home base.” He tried to pull himself up to a sitting position, but I lightly pressed on his shoulders to let him know to lay back down, “Stay like that. Just focus on your breathing. I have some water, and I have food if you’re hungry.”

“What did you say your name was?” he asked me. I pulled my water bottle, which was about half-full, out of my bag.

“Vector,” I repeated. I scooted over to him and helped him lift his head enough to sip some water without choking on it. I took my knotted shirt and unknotted it, giving to him to wipe the tears and water off of his face. He rotated his head and looked up at me.

“Vector, why did you help me?” he asked, “you could’ve just killed me, saved your resources. Or taken my stuff and ran.” I squeezed his shoulder reassuringly.

“I took an oath,” I explained, “I’m a doctor. This is what I do.”

“How can I—“ a cough stopped him mid-sentence, “repay you? I can get you food, water, supplies. I have a community. Just say the word and whatever you want is yours.” I leaned back and grabbed my spear, which I had dropped on the way in, and collapsed it fully, rolling back and forth on the floor between my hands.

“Honestly, I could just use directions to a certain place, I must be close to it by now. I’m looking for a safe zone, it’s called—“

“Alexandria.”

I cocked my head at him, my words catching in my mouth and my facial expression displaying my shock. “How did you know that?”

“It’s the only one around here. We’re only a couple miles out” he laughed. Despite my protests earlier, he used his upper body to pull himself up into a sitting position, leaning back against some boxes, “I’m actually from there. I’m a recruiter. I go out with my partner Eric, and we search for survivors, like yourself, and see who would make useful additions to our community. And hell, we could definitely use you.”

I couldn’t believe my luck.

“I’ve been looking for Alexandria for months.”

[rosegoldrosieee]

Rosie’s The Walking Dead Masterlist

character.ai bots list — REQUEST FORM

➸ **UPDATE 7/20/2024: if you requested a few weeks ago, i am so so sorry if your bots did not show up on my page! i just fixed everything today. your bots have been done for weeks but it wasn't showing up on your end for some reason. so sorry for the inconvenience!

➸ feel free to request virtually anything

➸ i write the most for carl grimes and daryl dixon, but i love the twd women as well, as well as twdg characters

🩷 = established relationship (kinda)

⚔️ = enemies to lovers

daryl dixon

☆ he leaves you presents

☆ you’re sick, and he’s stubborn (requested) 🩷

☆ sharing a cell (s3) ⚔️

☆ you’re injured (s4, prison)

☆ you’re sick (s4, prison)

☆ finding a kitten

☆ leave me be (s2, requested)

☆ he’s injured (s2, requested) -> exposition

☆ post-terminus (s5) 🩷

☆ claimed (tw: references to SA)

☆ you were bitten 🩷

☆ bedrest (requested)

☆ he came back

☆ in the woods (s1, requested)

☆ meeting a teenage daryl, (pre-apocalypse, requested)

☆ tying your shoes (requested) 🩷

☆ crashing at your place (tw: implied abuse, alcoholism) (teen daryl, pre-apocalypse, requested)

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ

carl grimes

✿ you’re hurt ⚔️

✿ childhood friends 🩷 (sorta)

✿ supply run ⚔️

✿ makeup

✿ deanna’s party

✿ harsh winters ⚔️

✿ watching from afar

✿ he finds you

✿ you’re his tutor

✿ he’s worried 🩷 (req)

✿ his clumsy gf 🩷 (req)

✿ baby fever 🩷 (req)

✿ surprise! 🩷 (req)

✿ you’re negan’s daughter (housewife carl + spaghetti) ⚔️ (req)

✿ pheromone perfume 🩷

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ

enid rhee

♡ what are we?

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ

tara chambler

◇ more than friends?

fanfiction

➸ so high school (carl grimes)

➸ promise (daryl dixon) - WIP

➸ four-eyes (carl grimes) - WIP

[scarisd3ad]

To the end and back [daryl Dixon x fem!reader]

Masterlist

Summary - after the world ended you were sure you’d never find love again but a certain archer catches your eyes and changes the entire trajectory of your life.

Warnings -

Zombie apocalypse, Death, Use of guns, Blood, Mentions of sa and rape, Mentions of religious trauma and religion kind of an age gap reader is 24 in s1 and Daryl is like 29 (I couldn’t find an actual age for Daryl in s1 of twd), uses y/n but she’s got a back story and shit so there’s no b/n or m/n in it Death during childbirth Survivor guilt, Murder, Killing (not the same as murder), Death of several children, Death of major loved ones, Pregnancy, Mentions of stillbirth, Mentions of miscarriages

Taglist

Playlist

I try not to describe y/n/reader too much but she is female and has longer/medium length hair. I don’t describe skin tone, race, or hair texture though. I use a fc on tiktok because I wanted to make edits and shit

Faceclaims

Season one moodboard

Season two moodboard

Season three moodboard

Drabbles/oneshots (in order)

You’re the greatest thing we’ve lost - before s1

Invisible string - before s1

Man oh man you’re my best friend - before s1

Doctor duties - before s1

Frozen - between s2 and 3

(Coming soon) got shot club - s3

and I love you Evangeline - idk yet lol but def after Glenn dies

Chapters

Season one

One - the archer

Two - right where you left me

Three - don’t blame me

Four - what died didnt stay dead

Five - everything has changed

Season two

Six - I’ve still got love for you

Seven - the calling

Eight - this love

Nine - call it what you want

Ten - fallen down

Eleven - no body no crime

Twelve - born to die

Thirteen - you are in love

Fourteen - come back…be here

Fifteen - bad blood

Sixteen - mad women

Seventeen - epiphany

Eighteen - safe and sound

Season 3

Nineteen - long story short I survived

Twenty - soon you’ll get better

Twenty one - mamas boy

Twenty two - love you like oxygen

Twenty three - don’t you ever grow up

Twenty four - is it over now?

Twenty five - not strong enough

Twenty six - I love you, I’m sorry.

Twenty seven - I miss you, I’m sorry.

[gri-mez]

(TWD YAP SESSION. MENTIONING OF SA.)

Lori Grimes isn’t the character the community likes to portray her as.

TO BEGIN WITH: I don’t think how Lori treated Rick or Carl is fair, and I’m not going to characterize her as being a saint who did no wrong, but I do believe that a lot of her actions can be explained through her trauma of being manipulated and assaulted. She is NOT the villain, Shane is, and it’s made very clear through the writing and portrayal of Shane’s character.

If you idolize Shane, you’re a weirdo.

IN DEFENSE OF LORI GRIMES:

1. It can be assumed that throughout all her life she has had the help from someone because of her lack of survival skills and her parenting style. This makes her more susceptible to Shane’s manipulation and why she easily fell into his comfort during the beginning of the apocalypse.

2. Shane tries to convince the viewer and Lori that he had no idea that Rick was alive, even though he was the one who saved Rick’s life. (It can be argued that he didn’t know if that would’ve helped, but I don’t think he underestimates himself through being a cop and his large ego.) Lori believes she is alone, and she knows she is unable to raise Carl without the help of someone else.

3. Shane’s manipulation and assault. This is pretty explanatory, but in other words, she feels threatened but also helpless around Shane because he knows things/is able to do things that she doesn’t want to let out.

4. Lori’s values. She views life with a high standard and believes that everyone has a good reason to live. (Though this can be pretty washed out later down until the ending of season 2 and season 3.)

NOW, do I think this redeems everything she has done? No, but I think it more so explains the way she does things.

I believe that she still could have treated Rick a lot better, and I do think she had many opportunities to put her focus on Carl rather than her drama with Shane. (But who would want to watch a show with no plot?)

Also, I don’t think she had any right to berate Rick when he killed Shane when she was the primary source of saying “he needs to be stopped.” It’s easy to think she wanted him dead, so for her to act out on Rick for that is very absurd.

But - what is the moral of the story here? How are we supposed to think about lori? Is it right to dislike her, to hate her? Both yes. You can like her for her portrayal, and see her as a mother in distress and dealing with trauma. You can also see her as someone who should have taken more responsibility as a mother. Both are very reasonable. BUT, I do not think people can say she is “evil” or the villain. She is made to be a reason for Rick to understand the new world with her own conflicts, and that’s how she is written as.

She is confusing, conflicted, but she is also a survivor, trying to leave her past behind.

[twdnonsense]

I keep seeing people on tiktok listing the most shocking moments of TWD, but they never have all the ones I’m thinking of. So, here’s every moment from TWD that left me thinking “no fucking way they just put that in the show! Wtf did I just watch???” + reasons

*note: I stopped watching after season 8, so anything that happens after that won’t be on this list*

Merle sawing his own hand off (was not expecting self amputations this early on in the series)

Sofia coming out of the barn as a walker & Rick shooting her (I truly thought that Sofia was still alive and they would find her, so this was a total shock. Plus this was the first time I realized that even kids weren’t safe in this show)

Shane killing Otis so that the zombies would eat him instead & Shane could get away (first time, in my opinion, that Shane crossed the line of no return & completely left behind his morality)

Rick killing Shane & Carl shooting zombie Shane afterwards (when Rick talked Shane down, I thought that was going to be the end of it, I didn’t expect Rick to kill Shane afterwards. The part about Carl was a smaller shock, but I really thought he was pointing the gun at Rick for a minute there)

Carl having to shoot Lori to stop her from turning (I had a feeling Lori was going to die, but I never thought that Carl would be able to shoot his own mother like that at 13 years old)

The Governor keeping his zombie daughter locked up in a closet (this just came completely out of left field for me, I didn’t expect it at all)

The Governor shooting all of his people (again, came completely out of left field. Up until this point, I thought the Governor’s logic outweighed his crazy, but apparently not)

Hershel getting beheaded (I knew Hershel was gonna die, but not that he was gonna GET HIS HEAD CHOPPED OFF!!! Plus the fact that the Governor had to take a few swings before the head came completely off)

Lizzie killing Mika (didn’t think that Lizzie was that deranged yet. Sure, she tried to smother Judith before, but I thought her own sister would be an exception)

Carol executing Lizzie (being forced to kill a deranged child for the greater good of the group was not a place I thought this show was gonna go. When Carol and Tyreese were talking beforehand and Carol kept saying “she can’t be around other people”, I vividly remember thinking “so what’re they gonna do? Leave her by herself somewhere? Cause the only other option is killing her and they wouldn’t do that.” I was wrong)

The claimer trying to rape Carl (going in, I was already expecting there to be SA’s against the women in the show cause every apocalypse show seems to feel the need to include rape in some capacity. However, I was not expecting it to happen to Carl. I knew TWD could be dark, but never in a million years did I expect them to be dark enough to include attempted CHILD RAPE against the main character’s 14 YEAR OLD son)

Rick biting Joe’s throat out & gutting the pedophile (I knew Rick would never let something like that happen to Carl, but I didn’t expect that level of rage & bloodlust, especially when we’d spent a whole season with lame ass Farmer Rick. Ngl though, I was cheering so loudly when he did this, it was completely deserved)

Terminus (I never trusted it, but I was not expecting CANNIBALS)

Pete killing Reg & Rick executing him for it (I didn’t think Pete was that crazy & I definitely didn’t expect his punishment to be that immediate)

Carl getting his eye shot out (I knew Carl lost an eye before I started the series, but I didn’t expect it to happen like that)

Negan killing Glenn & Abraham (I didn’t expect BOTH of them to die + the manner in which they died, obviously)

Carl getting bit (I really thought he was gonna make it to the end)

[xyziiix]

Pairings: Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader , future! Joel Miller x Fem!Reader. (mention of a one sided!Negan x Fem’Reader)

TWD AU w/ slight TLOU crossover.

Summary: your family is in the middle of war with the saviours. After beating two of your beloved friends to death Negan took an attraction towards you at the line up - being even more intrigued when he saw the evident relationship you had with the rugged archer. His life being spared in return for you to join Negan’s polygamy of ‘wives’. And after two weeks of mental torture, you had ensured Daryl had escaped the sanctuary, with the help of Negan’s other wives - a group of miserable women who’d been blackmailed by him for various different reasons - before you managed to flee the cataclysmic fortress and merely escaped the gluttonous hands of Negan.

But choices have consequences - the monster would quote more than once.

You proudly stand beside your group, your family, your lover, and the other communities that had befallen Negan’s wrath. But soon the dark thoughts cloud over, the things you had to experience with your ‘husband’ tainting your mind, making you question your morals as you thought of how far you’d go to eliminate every last one of the ‘saviours’ - including Negan.

Warnings for this series: death, gore, suicidal thoughts, morally-grey reader, SMUT, angst, violence, language, mentions of !SA/dub-con!, reader is described as a woman, cheating - some of this shit is dark m’kay..

MINORS OR PEOPLE SENSITIVE TO ANY OF THESE LISTED TOPICS DNI!!

Important

A/N: hi guys new series yippeee!!! Daryl Dixon is my first love so I absa-fuckin-loutely needed to write a series about him, tho I am abit fucked up so I could not let myself write it as all sparkly and magic and happy… this may look familiar to some of you when I released about three chapters of a story called ‘Just us’ with basically the same plot. But I’d like to think my writing has evolved since then so I scrapped it and am starting again, the reason I couldn’t continue it was because I felt like I’d started the story in an awkward place and if I carried on It’d just be such a drag until we got to the good bits. So it’s basically the same story but starting from a different position and with much more grammatically correct writing lol.

As for the Joel Miller part of the story, he is my 2nd apocalypse husband and the way I’ve planned this series is going to involve him and Ellie perfectly I reckon.

And I know it’s such a cliche to have Negan be attracted to reader, I’m not trying to make her as his very desirable character who everyone wants to fuck. But it’s all for the plot OK.

This Masterlist is going to be tagged under all the characters mentioned (Joel and Ellie) but they won’t be coming in until much later on in the series so for any chapters being released will obviously be under the ‘Daryl Dixon’ tags. - until they’re involved and they will have they’re appropriate categorising - I just don’t wanna post like 20 chapters of Daryl Dixon under the ‘Joel miller x reader’ tag haha.

I WILL STILL BE WRITING MY ARTHUR MORGAN SERIES DO NOT FRET!!!

chapters:

[1] (W.I.P) 👷

[sansanwritersguild]

New Year, New AU Prompts are here!

Thank you to all who signed up! Can't wait to read the prompt fills!

Your prompt fill should be at least 500 words. Your fill can be a drabble, text message fic, one-shot, multi-chapter, whatever you choose.

Please tag "SanSan New Year, New AU 2024" on AO3 and/or tumblr so we can track all the wonderful fics!

Post by 29 February. For multi-chapter fics, you’ll only need to have posted the first chapter by 29 February. You can post sooner than this. If real life crops up and your fill will be delayed, just post as soon as you can. If you’re unable to fill your prompt, please reach out to @sansanwritersguild.

Prompts assignments are below the cut:

1: To: @littlewolfbird From: @fuzzychapstick (AO3: Glitterswitch)

High school AU! The older characters can either be fellow students or teachers. Sansa must be a student, however. Bonus points for either cheerleading!Sansa or aversion-to-sweat!Sansa. Most smut is fine, if you want to go that direction, just no urination or defecation kinks. No Sansa and Arya haters.

To: @rayne11 From: @musicfanforlife (AO3: Kylorenfan123)

Horror movie au. You can choose whatever character dynamic you want though I am partial to horror antagonists x protagonists. Smut is fine.

To: @corinalannister From: @3rdstarksistr (AO3: 3rdstarksistr)

Tavern or Bar AU. Smut is fine. No non-con or pregnancy/babies.

To: @fuzzychapstick From: @corinalannister (AO3: CorinaLannister)

Modern day historian Sansa gets thrown back in time to a Westeros of the past. She's not just researching the past, she's now living in it. Sandor is the only one who knows she's not from the time period. Smut is fine. No male pregnancy (female pregnancy is fine).

To: @3rdstarksistr From: @rayne11 (AO3: rayne11)

Futuristic AU: where Sansa is an AI (who may or may not "come to life") and Sandor is a grumpy, lonely but ultimately good at heart individual, long suffering due to the antics of his dear sister Eleanor. No smut. Nothing too dark/sad. I'd appreciate something relatively light hearted. No SA/Violence (may be included in backstory). No troubling scenarios involving Starks (let them all live pls if they're in the fic), Joffrey, or Ramsay, or LF.

To: @cranberry-wine From: @estevnys (AO3: estevnys)

Apocalypse AU. Sandor and Sansa are traveling across the apocalyptic landscape to escape from the Lannisters on his motorcycle "Stranger" :rofl:. Choice of apocalypse up to you-- zombies in no way required. Think Beth and Daryl from TWD. Smut is fine.

To: @ricketyrunt From: @shoshi.gideon (AO3: Shmae)

The Bachelorette AU. Smut is fine.

To: @lemonoak From: @cranberry-wine (AO3: Cranberry_Wine)

Inside the universe of Stephen King's fictional setting of Castle Rock, Maine. Smut is fine.

To: @musicalfanforlife_93 From: @littlewolfbird (AO3: Littlewolfbird)

Your Expertise AU. Whatever you are best at - professionally, hobby-wise, et cetera - that's the AU that I want to read about. Smut is fine. No dubcon, no rape (past mentions is fine), no incest, no minors (as in one is a minor the other is not), no bdsm.

To: @estevnys From: @ricketyrunt (AO3: Ricketyrunt)

Picture them getting stuck in an elevator during a power outage, forcing them to confront fears, share personal stories, and create a unique bond under tense circumstances. Smut is fine. I Don’t love alpha/beta/omega dynamics, but I also want you to write your own thang!

To: @shoshi.gideon From: @lemonoak (AO3: LemonOak)

Mafia princess Sansa and Made man Sandor, what happens is up to you. Smut is fine. No gun or knife kink. No rape or dislike.

[capitainerowen]

LECTURES DE 2024 : The Walking Dead, tome 1 - Robert Kirkman

Lecture terminée le 30 septembre 2024 (84/85)

Nombre de pages : 144 pages

Rick: Oh, son... Carl: It's not the same as killing the dead ones, daddy. Rick: It never should be, son. It never should be.

Il y a quelques années, en voyage scolaire, j'ai vu la BD The Walking Dead, et j'ai trouvé ça si cool que je me suis acheté les 5 premiers tomes (enfin, 5 des 6, car je n'ai pas le 4), et aujourd'hui, j'ai décidé de relire la saga! J'avais très vite laissé tomber à l'époque, après quelques tomes, parce qu'un détail en particulier dont je parlerai lorsque j'y arriverai m'a dégoûté de ma lecture et que j'ai fini par lâcher.

Résumé : Lors d'une intervention de police, Rick Grimes se fait tirer dessus et tombe dans le coma. Il se réveille plusieurs mois plus tard, au beau milieu d'une apocalypse zombie. Son seul objectif, à présent, est de retrouver sa femme et son fils, et de les protéger de ce monde en décomposition.

CW/TW: morts, cadavres, zombies, meurtres, pensées suicidaires, agression, violences physiques et psychologiques, adultère, police, sexisme banalisé, meurtre d'animal, cadavre d'animal, organes, etc...

Alors!

Déjà, il faut savoir que j'aime beaucoup The Walking Dead :) Mon personnage préféré de la série est Carol, je n'accepterai aucune critique alors ne venez pas m'embêter dessus! s'il vous plaît :') Mais si vous voulez parler de TWD en général, je suis à l'écoute

Quand j'ai appris qu'il y avait une bande-dessinée, j'étais super enthousiaste de la lire, alors je me suis acheté les premiers tomes et j'ai passé un chouette moment! Pour autant, je n'ai jamais fini à l'époque, alors j'ai décidé de redonner sa chance à la BD! Et en VO cette fois, s'il vous plaît!

Ce tome est plutôt simple, honnêtement. L'histoire se déroule peut-être un peu trop vite, mais c'est le premier tome, il ne faut pas que ce soit trop mou pour accrocher le lecteur, je pense.

Si vous avez vu la série, oubliez tout. Les personnages sont très différents de leur adaptation sur petit écran, alors imaginez qu'il s'agit d'une toute autre histoire (limite, il faut voir les deux TWD comme deux univers alternatifs!). Après, si vous avez aimé la série, vous devriez passer un bon moment malgré tout!

Enfin bref, ce premier tome est plutôt sympa, je vous le conseille en ce mois d'Halloween!

[writingdaryldixon]

My Guidelines

Hello And Welcome!! I thought I would take a second to let you all know what you can find on this page! I've wanted to make one of these for a while so I'm excited to finally do it and I hope you'll all enjoy the content. 1. Daryl will be the main focus in my fics and I am taking ANY kind of requests. If you want to have Carol or Rick or whomever in your request as well I will be happy to add them! Just keep in mind that they'd still be just featured characters. Mostly this will probably be like a reader insert type of blog, but if you want "reader" to be female or male or whichever orientation, I am completely open to that! All is welcome! 2. I've written things for Daryl privately and I love writing for him so I would be open to doing any kind of scenario. I would like to keep it in the realm of TWD, though. AU's are fine, like maybe before the apocalypse, but I probably won't do anything where it completely changes his character, like him being a werewolf or vampire or mafia boss or things like that. HOWEVER, there may be things that I would be open to trying ( I don't have any examples off the top of my head at the moment but I will make posts about them once I do!) so if you have an idea that isn't directly TWD related , you can still run it by me and I can see if it's something that I would be comfortable doing. 3. I am NOT AGAINST writing smut, but I will be up front and say that I am not experienced in writing it so if you want to request something that has spicy parts in it, please don't come after me if it's not that great. Requests or posts that do have smut in it will be tagged. You MUST be 18 or older to request them, so please be honest regarding your age when sending them in. 4. I don't typically have a limit on what I write in regards to triggers. Some things won't be written in detail. I WILL NOT write anything about incest, underage relationships, or explicit scenes of SA. This is another thing that if you have a request in mind and you're not sure if I will write it, message me first and we can talk about it and I'll let you know. ALL posts will have trigger warnings on them. 5. I want to post prompts that you can choose from and other things like that to hopefully help make this blog as interactive as possible. You could also probably expect pictures and reblogs and things like that of Norman so this blog won't strictly be for writing. There you have it! I will probably add more once I think about them. And just as a reminder, PLEASE FEEL FREE to chat with me about any kind of request you may have. In most cases I will probably be ok with writing it, I may offer alterations if I can't write it exactly how you want it. But my goal is to give you what you want! Thank you for stopping by and I hope you enjoy what you see/read!