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Random Blurb…ANGSTTSTAGSHS inspired by this gif btw. 11/4/2024

“Look at me…” The feeling of his warm, calloused hands on your face is enough to make you break. Tears you can’t hold back anymore falling freely down your face. You want to…you really do, it’s just…you can’t.

Daryl proposed you come back with him, to Alexandria. You would be safe there…food, hot water, walls—a safe community, full of people. He talks about how good it is there, how amazing Judith is…and RJ, Carol, how cute dog is. It sounds wonderful, like a dream, too good to be true. You know how these things end and you can’t risk it.

“Daryl…” You finally make eye contact with him, tears still pouring out. He takes in a breath, holding eye contact and waits patiently for your next words…

“I love you—”

He takes in those three words, knowing what comes after. What always comes after, “I love you, but-“ Daryl looks away for a moment, thinking about all the time you’ve spent together, all the hunting trips, all the long…warm nights together. He looks back, taking in your face—your beautiful face…Daryl knows you’re stubborn. He can’t change that, all he can do is watch it all come together.

“Okay…” His thumbs caress your cheeks before he let’s go, slowly putting a few steps in between you both.

“I’m sorry. I love you—I just…I can’t do it.” Trying to explain your selfish ways is useless, to him, this is ripping his heart in two and watching you walk away with it. You wanted to go south, back to your home town and he was already home. Daryl knew this would be the last time he would see you for a long time, possibly the rest of his life.

Well…it was fun while it lasted.

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Does anyone think Daryl had his license? Like he can drive obviously, butttt did he have his license? He had that blue-ish green truck but was that even his?

If he did, who took him to get it and who paid for it??? In my country (America) a minor cannot get their license without a parent/guardian signature—maybe he wasn’t even a minor if he got it. Daryl didn’t have a stable job pre-apocalypse that I know of, and most likely didn’t have the money to spend on a license…not saying he was shit broke but he had to pay for food and (possibly) Merle stole his money for drugs… (I believe this)

I have too much free time 😭

Headcannon— Merle taught him how to drive and Daryl just never got his license.

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One more thing (Sorry 😭)

When I write x Reader, I try to keep her backstory very vague but I do add a few things here or there. Like in my oneshot “Twins”, Chicken Alfredo is my favorite food of all time 😫😫😫 and that’s what I made the Reader make for dinner. Also, in the random short story I wrote on 11/4/24, I live in Florida so I made her home down south…

I don’t know, I feel like it’s what makes my writing mine. Like it’s something personal to me…so if there’s anything specific in my writing in the future, now you know why…

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ANOTHER RANDOM THINGGG

11/5/24 Teen!Daryl Dixon x Teen!Reader

“You ever think we’re gonna make it out?”

“Out…of where?”

“Out of this shithole…I think we could. Been saving up cash, you got your dads truck…we could leave and forget about this place.”

Daryl turns his head to look at you, the two of you laying on the roof of the abandoned gas station. You feel his eyes on you and turn to look at him, taking in his expression.

“What?” You fully turn your body to face him completely, wondering what that look is on his face. “You think we couldn’t?”

“You could…”

…What the hell is that supposed to mean? Why would he not want to come with you? Get away from that abusive father and druggie brother of his. It’s possible to just get up and leave…if you had all the essential parts of your plan.

1. You have the cash, enough to get you two somewhere and start a new life.

2. The bravery to actually do something like this.

3. You needed a vehicle. Daryl’s got that covered unless he doesn’t want to go…

“We could.” Daryl shakes his head and looks away..up at the stars, something’s obviously on his mind. You shouldn’t pry considering he has a tendency to blow up on people. He doesn’t mean it…it’s all he knows.

“Nah…can’t leave my family here—“

“What?! Can’t leave your family?? Daryl are you kidding me?!”

“I ain’t arguin’ with you ‘bout this…it ain’t happenin’!”

Theres only silence for a few moments, the only sounds are the chilly night air and you and Daryl’s breathing. You lay back down, front facing the stars again, trying to understand why he wouldn’t want to leave.

The feeling of slightly chapped lips going from your hand down to your arm is enough to startle you out of your thoughts. Turning to see the culprit, you bring your hand to his hair, brushing it away from his face. You look into each other’s eyes for what feels like a lifetime, you always get lost in them, confused on how such a pretty man can be cursed with such an ugly life.

“I love you…” He didn’t say those words often, not used to hearing them at all…You didn’t mind how much he said them, he showed it, and that’s all you needed.

URGH I was gonna finish this but i don’t know how so. Sorry!

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Love this sm 😭😭😭😭

Random Blurb…ANGSTTSTAGSHS inspired by this gif btw. 11/4/2024

“Look at me…” The feeling of his warm, calloused hands on your face is enough to make you break. Tears you can’t hold back anymore falling freely down your face. You want to…you really do, it’s just…you can’t.

Daryl proposed you come back with him, to Alexandria. You would be safe there…food, hot water, walls—a safe community, full of people. He talks about how good it is there, how amazing Judith is…and RJ, Carol, how cute dog is. It sounds wonderful, like a dream, too good to be true. You know how these things end and you can’t risk it.

“Daryl…” You finally make eye contact with him, tears still pouring out. He takes in a breath, holding eye contact and waits patiently for your next words…

“I love you—”

He takes in those three words, knowing what comes after. What always comes after, “I love you, but-“ Daryl looks away for a moment, thinking about all the time you’ve spent together, all the hunting trips, all the long…warm nights together. He looks back, taking in your face—your beautiful face…Daryl knows you’re stubborn. He can’t change that, all he can do is watch it all come together.

“Okay…” His thumbs caress your cheeks before he let’s go, slowly putting a few steps in between you both.

“I’m sorry. I love you—I just…I can’t do it.” Trying to explain your selfish ways is useless, to him, this is ripping his heart in two and watching you walk away with it. You wanted to go south, back to your home town and he was already home. Daryl knew this would be the last time he would see you for a long time, possibly the rest of his life.

Well…it was fun while it lasted.