Daryl was the rubber band finally snapping. He was one train and the savior was another, and they were the crash Jesus couldn't look away from. / crossposted on ao3 / originally posted 11 sep 2017

Daryl sprawls out on the couch and Jesus curls up on top of his mattress in the corner. No goodbyes, no goodnights, just comfortable silence. / crossposted on ao3 / originally posted 08 sep 2017

Fate would see them together, either to spend the rest of their lives side by side or ultimately choose to break their bond. He wondered which would be the case for him and his soulmate – him and Daryl. If they would reunite and join communities, or if they would cast each other out and live in solitude, praying for another, better soulmate. / soulmate au / crossposted on ao3

..Daryl/Beth.. From the "House Call" series. They don't say anything, but Daryl lies there and he can hear Beth's mind racing a million miles a minute. It's moments like this that he hates that Beth didn't decide to marry someone a little bit better for her than Daryl Dixon; someone who would be able to give her anything and everything.

Bethyl. Songfic/Oneshot.

Strongest- Ina Wroldsen. Beth faces heart break and loss.

prompt: love means never having to say you're sorry for a minor stab wound. / crossposted on ao3 / originally posted 26 march 2017

In the aftermath of Rick's demise, Michonne has to find a way to cope somehow.

In the midst of heartbreak, Michonne realizes that hope is growing within her. *Post Episode 5 of Season 9*

A collection of drabbles, prompts, and miscellaneous writings I've created for We're The Ones Who Write. Usually Richonne but some Carchonne/Grimes 2.0 thrown in as well. Will be perpetually marked as "finished" but will be updated as more fics are written and completed.

"I don't really know what made me do it. Maybe I felt selfish because I was safe and others weren't. Maybe I need to pretend people are still good to one another. Maybe I just don't want to be alone". Daryl/OC

Art survived the end of the world when the dead rose by hiding away alone. Then she finds a man chained to a rooftop and in saving him, alters her own fate. Now they have joined up together and headed out of Atlanta and her life changes in ways she never imagined. * Warnings - Strong Language, Rape/NonCon, Violence, Slow Burn, Merle/OC, Merle Lives! * Sequel Now Complete!

Sequel to 'She Bends But Does Not Break' Life truly isn't a Fairy Tale and especially so in the Zombie Apocalypse. And Happily Ever Afters only happen in Fairy Tales, don't they. Misunderstandings and jealousy aren't the only things that come between our lovers. Will they survive this next threat? Will their love?

Join Wren as she battles what the Universe throws at her this time - Alexandria's been attacked & women are taken. What happens to Wren & how will she cope, as she gets kidnapped & escapes, only to be caught again & the lives she changes as she does what she always does -survives the Zombie Apocalypse. Wren/Art Centric Fic - 3rd Story in the Series

Cherishing those early hours and the quiet of their most intimate moments. Mornings were best spent wrapped up in her.

Jesus was an angel, as hard and as cruel and as callous and as harsh as an something from up in heaven, but his angels weren't feathery wings and golden halos; no, they were righteous fury and justice for all. / crossposted on ao3 / originally posted 02 march 2017

Daryl liked plans well enough, liked knowing the what and the why but never bothered too awful much with the how and when he found himself in dangerous situations he could only credit sheer luck with his miraculous escape, relatively void of injuries. / crossposted on ao3 / originally posted 24 feb 2017

It was rare that he ever found himself shaking with fury, his eyes stinging with emotion because it was that reprehensible, that abhorrent, vile, repulsive– / crossposted on ao3 / originally posted 19 feb 2017

prompt: "just let me take care of you." / crossposted on ao3 / originally posted 19 feb 2017

Who would want to fall for the guy who seemingly raises himself above others? Who considers himself a higher being, perhaps even thinks of himself as something of a martyr? What kind of complex does a guy have to have to not only accept the name but embrace and endorse it? / crossposted on ao3 / originally posted 16 feb 2017

A shy girl named Chuck finds herself in the exact place she doesn't want to be, in the zombie apocalypse living with violent men in a desolate nursing home. After Negan, her former gym teacher, finds her, will he be the savior she was looking for? (AU) (Negan/Original Female Character) (Status: Complete) (Contains: swearing, violence, sexual assault, blood, smut) (18 plus only)

He could hear Merle's bike roll up, could hear his brother's telltale stomp the second his feet his the ground. Paul heard, too. Their hands, which were at first knotted together between their relaxed bodies, separated, and the sudden chill on Daryl's palm held a stark contrast to the comforting warmth of before. / crossposted on ao3 / originally written 14 feb 2017

Jesus stopped trying to understand the whens and the wheres of Daryl's sleeping pattern. / crossposted on ao3 / first posted on 09 feb 2017

"So, is there any reason you're still here? Not that I'm not enjoying your company." / crossposted on ao3 / originally posted dec 29, 2016

He made his rounds around the garage, smiling and laughing at all the right times to guarantee the best (and cheapest) results, but at Daryl he faltered. Whether it was because he sensed flattery would get him nowhere or it was the look of murder on Daryl's face, Daryl wasn't sure.