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samantha-rae-velcher · 1 year

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Two hearted Love

Aaron x Fem reader

Requested by: @flowercrowns-goodvibes thank you for the request ❤️

Warnings: Swearing, Gracie (Because she's fuckin adorable), Aaron (Cuz he's fuckin hot), fluffy af!

A/n: This one is definitely on the cute side, extremely fluffy.

Summary: Aaron, Gabriel, and Paul "Jesus", are going out on a run. Aaron has Y/n watch over Gracie, but little Gracie tells Y/n one too many of Aaron's secrets.

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"You guys gonna be okay?" Aaron asked, Y/n and him stood next to the gate watching Judith and Gracie play on the porch.

"Yeah, we'll be fine." She chimed. "Im worried about you, Aaron. You're going out there, and I know that you can handle yourself. But it's still extremely dangerous, so stay alert."

Aaron smiled and nodded at her words, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a hug. Y/n embraced it and snuggled her head into his shoulder.

"Keep her safe." He whispered.

"You know I will."

Y/n watched Gabe, Jesus, and Aaron walked down the road and into the woods before she closed the gate. Gracie came walking up and leaned her head against Y/n's hip.

"Daddy will be okay, right?" She asked.

"Nah, he's as good as walker food."

Gracie gasped.

"I'm kidding, Pumpkin. You're Daddy is one of the most bravest men I know, he'll fight to his dieing breath to get back to you. He'll be perfectly fine, I bet you he won't come back with a scratch."

"Really!?" Gracie asked, sounding cheery.

"Damn right, Princess! Now let's get inside, it's hot out here."

The two walked up to Aaron's house, Y/n was about to walk in, when she stopped. She turned back around and faced the street.

"Hey, Jude! Wanna come in? Imma make some Mac!" Y/n yelled.

Judith got up off her spot on the grass and ran up the steps. The three went inside, and like a pack of Lil Jabba the hutts, they headed for the kitchen.

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"You alright?" Jesus asked, looking at Aaron.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Im just worried about Gracie."

Gabe chuckled. "Y/n will take good care of her. She loves that little girl like she's her own."

His comment making Aaron smile, the thought of himself, Y/n, and Gracie all being a family made is heart beat faster.

"Y/n is a lovely person. Very kind, someone a lot of men must've chased after in the old world." Gabe continued.

"I know I would've." Jesus said. "A girl like that-"

"Hey!" Aaron interrupted.

Paul threw up his hands. "Im just saying! Besides I thought you guys were a thing."

"Well quit saying! And no we aren't."

"Why are you so salty? You like her?" Paul asked.

"What? No."

Gabriel and Jesus looked at him as Aaron walked in silence, looking down at the road.

"She is beautiful isn't she?" He asked.

"Y/n? Hell yeah!" Jesus looked at Aaron like he was insane. "I didn't want to say anything because I thought you two were something, but now that I know you aren't....I might try my luck."

Aaron then tackled Jesus and wrestled him into the dirt. Gabriel stood on the sidelines laughing and the two men fought like boys.

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Y/n served up the Mac and cheese and sat down with the girls.

"So, what were you guys up to out there?" Y/n asked.

Judith smiled. "We were drawing."

"I remember doing that with my big brother." Y/n leaned forward. "My drawings were always better."

The girls giggled and pulled out their drawings, Y/n looked at Judith's first. It was dog, the drawing was actually really good.

"Nice job." She said.

Y/n then looked at Gracie's, it was a picture of three people. The smaller one was obviously her, and the taller one was Aaron. She pointed at the woman in the middle.

"Who's this?" She asked.

"That's you."

Gracie's words stunned Y/n, she looked back down at the picture.

"Why am I on there?"

"Because Daddy talks about you all the time. He's always saying how proud of you he is, and how he enjoys spending time with you."

Judith nodded. "I over heard him talking to Mom. He was saying that he trusts you with his life and that he really cares about you."

Gracie smiled. "Only I think he likes you. Like really likes you."

Y/n chuckled at their enthusiasm.

"Well, your dad and I are friends."

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Aaron, Jesus, and Gabe began heading back when the sun started to go down. The three all laughed and joked about Y/n and Aaron. Jesus was making sarcastic comments while Gabe was speaking words of wisdom.

"I think you should talk to her." Jesus said. "Have you seen the way she looks at you? The way she blushes when you look at her!"

Gabe turned back to the men. "And that hug." He said. "At the gate, that wasn't any normal hug of friendship. Or as Y/n likes to call it "Foo foo shit", there was a spark in there."

Aaron smiled and looked at the sunset.

"You think there could be something between us?" He asked.

"Definitely." Gabe replied. "Or you'll fuck it up and she'll move to Hill top."

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Y/n put Gracie to bed and went downstairs, she began putting the dishes away when Aaron walked through the door.

"I was wondering when the man of the house would get back."

Aaron chuckled and set his knife down on the table. He glanced up the stairs and looked back at Y/n.

"She's sleeping, I took care of your little angel."

Aaron nodded and looked over at the drawings on the table, he picked up the one that had Gracie's name written in the corner.

"Who's this?" He asked looking at the woman in the middle.

"She said it was me....along with a couple of other things."

He looked over to her, she was faced away from him setting a bowl in the cupboard.

"Other things?"

She turned to him and tossed the hand towel over her shoulder.

"You got something to tell me, Aaron?" She asked.

She walked closer and took the paper out of his hand and set it on the table. Y/n grasped his hands and smiled.

"Your little girl told me that her Daddy appreciates my work. And that he talks about me a lot, and that he really likes me...like really likes me." She said in a bold tone.

Aaron smirked. "Well, she isn't lying." He copied her tone of voice.

Y/n smiled again and rose up onto her tippy toes, to where there lips were almost touching.

"So what are we gonna do about that?" She asked.

He leaned in and closed the gap between them, the kiss wasn't rushed, it was slow and loving. He slowly wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. Only stopping when they heard...

"Ew." Come from the staircase.

THE END ❤️

I hope you enjoyed!

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jaaryl · 1 year

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Aaron in 11x24 "Rest in Peace"

I never thought we'd get back to any of this. I had hope, but we're all very lucky.

#aaron twd #aaron the walking dead #twdedit #twd #the walking dead

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samandcheesewinchesterr · 2 years

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me: i don’t care if this isn’t where the show is going with them i am shipping aaron and jesus until further notice

the next episode: *jesus fucking dies*

i’m literally still mourning eric and dwight you can’t do this to me 😭😭😭

#yes i like dwight i love him actually none of you better say a word okay idc #jesus the walking dead #the walking dead #aaron the walking dead #jesus twd #aaron twd #paul rovia #paul ‘jesus’ rovia

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vvalliu · 2 years

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Aaron and Gracie 💖

#aaron twd #Aaron #Aaron the walking dead #Gracie twd #cutie #TWD #twd family #the walking dead #my gifs #gifs made by me

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samdeancass · 1 year

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Wales Comic Con 2022! Had an amazing time!

#wales comic con #the walking dead #abraham ford #michael cudlitz #the governer #phillip blake #david morrissey #aaron the walking dead #ross marquand #crowley #crowley spn #mark sheppard

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taiturner · 1 month

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Committing to a choice like this, after living how we did — free — I get it. It's hard. It's giving up everything, right up until your own life. But either your heart's beating, or it isn't. Your loved ones' hearts are beating, or they aren't. We take what they give us so that we can live.

the walking dead, favorite episode(s) of every season season 7 ▶️ episode 8: hearts still beating

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quicksilversg1rl · 1 year

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I’m Never Leaving

daryl dixon x fem reader

warnings: just a bit angsty, usual TWD violence and fluff!

summary: you and daryl both realize just how much you love each other after you have a near death experience.

a/n: set in season 11 & let’s just pretend that Daryl knew beforehand about Carols deal with Pamela to pin all the blame on Hornsby.

flashback

“Jesus Daryl, go talk to her.”

“What?”

“You’re starin’ at her like a teenage boy who just saw his first pair of boobies; just go talk to her, she likes you too ya know?” Carol chimed as she looked towards her best friend.

“You don’t know tha.” Daryl said as he looked at you, catching you smiling as you spoke to Judith.

God you were beautiful to him. He loved everything about you, your smile, your hair, your kind heart.

Truth was, Daryl had no clue how to communicate his feelings towards you, so instead he just kept them to himself and admired you from afar.

“Hey you two.” You suddenly spoke out, causing Daryl to snap back to reality. Carol pulled you into a tight hug, whispering something into your ear which caused you to laugh. You pulled away from her and wrapped your arms around Daryl, causing his cheeks to grow warm.

You were about to speak up but were quickly pulled away from Carol and Daryl by Gracie and Judith.

“I’ll come find ya later okay?” You shouted as you were pulled further and further away.

“Yeah!” Daryl replied, turning to Carol as soon as you were out of earshot.

“What did ya whisper to her?”

“I dunno.” Carol said smiling as she saw her best friend’s face turn red, quickly rushing away before he could question her further.

end of flashback

“Leah I swear to God if there is so much as a scratch on her, I’ll kill ya.” Daryl grunted into the walkie-talkie, rage filling his body as he heard Leah laugh.

“Too late for that.” She said before turning it off.

Leah had been watching you lot for a bit before she decided to attack, she figured since you and Maggie were so close she’d use you to lure Maggie out.

So there you were, tied to a chair in some rusty old cabin, Leah twisting her knife further into your leg, causing you to scream out.

“Where is Maggie hiding?!”

“Even if I knew where, which I don’t, I wouldn’t tell you shit.” You spat as you looked up at her.

“Wrong answer.” She said before pulling the knife out and pushing it back in. You screamed out in pain as she did this, your leg throbbing as well as your head from where she hit you earlier.

“I’ll ask you one more time, where the hell is Maggie hiding?”

“FUCK YOU!” You screamed. You could see the anger flooding into her eyes, now you pissed her off.

Her fist connected with your jaw, causing your head to fall back. You stayed still for a while because unbeknownst to Leah, you had been working the knot on the rope she used to tie your hands, and it was almost loose.

Just before she could punch you again, your hands were free and you were lunging towards her. You fist jammed into her jaw causing her to stumble. You grabbed ahold of her head and slammed her against the wall. She fell against the wall, giving you time to gain your strength back. Before you knew it she had managed to get up and lunge a shard of glass into your abdomen.

Your body fell back at the force, her body on top of yours once again. Her hands made their way around your neck, crushing your windpipe.

“Since you’re not helping me, you’re of no use to me.” She whispered out as her hands wrapped tighter around your throat.

You could feel yourself slipping in and out of consciousness, your vision going hazy.

You felt the little air leaving your lungs, your body wanted so badly to give up but you knew you couldn’t let Leah find Maggie or worse, find Hershel.

So you used the little strength you had left and ripped the knife out from your thigh and jammed it into her neck. Her eyes widened as blood seeped from the wound, her hands let up from around your throat as she moved them to her neck, causing you to take a deep breath in. You kicked her body to the side and jammed the knife into her throat again,

and again

and again.

You could hear her choking on her own blood as her limp body lie to the side. You quickly moved towards her and pressed the knife into her skull.

Your body fell back, your energy drained and your mind fuzzy as you passed out.

Daryl held his gun up as he neared the cabin, his heart racing as he stepped inside. His eyes fell on Leah’s lifeless body, eyeing the knife in her skull. He then moved his gaze until it landed on your limp body.

Panic rushed through his body as he crouched beside you, tears pooling in his eyes as he shook your body, trying to get you to wake up.

“C’mon you gotta wake up f’ me, please!” He yelled out, his arms wrapping around your frame as he lifted you up.

Maggie, Aaron and Gabriel’s eyes fell on your body as Daryl carried you out, Maggie’s face going pale as her hand went up to her mouth to quiet her cries.

“We needa get her to the Commonwealth now!” He yelled out as he moved past them.

He had already lost so much he couldn’t lose you too.

Daryl clung to your fragile figure as he carried you inside the Commonwealth, rushing towards the hospital.

Tomi moved towards you and Daryl, trying to asses your wounds as he placed you down on a hospital bed.

Daryl placed a kiss onto your forehead before Tomi and some nurses took you, immediately rushing you into an operating room.

Daryl sat back, his head in his hands as he ran through every memory he had with you, tears cascading down his face as he thought about losing you.

He was quickly pulled from his thoughts by Carol and a few others approaching.

“She’s going to be okay Daryl.” Carol whispered as she wrapped her arms around him, allowing him to cry into her shoulder.

It felt like forever before Tomi came back, nodding to Daryl to allow him to go see you. He rushed towards your room and a breathed a sigh of relief when he saw you were okay.

He brought a chair next to your bed and sat down, taking your hand in his and squeezing it.

“I love you so much.” He whispered out, bringing your hand to his lips and placing a kiss to the back of your palm.

The blind lights of the hospital room hurt your eyes as you woke up, your throat and mouth dry as you tried to swallow.

Your eyes adjusted to the light as you scanned the room, your gaze falling on a certain someone asleep in a chair next to your bed.

You smiled as you looked at Daryl, his perfect long hair covering his face as he slept. You were oh so in love with him and almost dying made you realize that even more.

You adjusted yourself in the bed, sitting up as you reached for the plastic cup on the bedside table. You winced in pain as you twisted your body, reaching out for the cup. Your fingers grazed the cup ever so slightly and you almost had it but it slipped from your grasp and fell to the floor.

“Shit.” You whispered out as you sat back against the pillows, a defeated sigh leaving your lips.

The sound of the cup falling caused Daryl to open his eyes, rubbing them as he adjusted to the lights.

You noticed him move in the chair and groaned to yourself as you woke him up from hismuch needed sleep.

“Sorry for waking you up.” You spoke out causing Daryl’s eyes to widen. He rushed up to stand close to you looking down at you and smiling.

“You’re awake.” He said out, reaching out for your hand.

Your fingers intertwined with his, smiling up as he placed a kiss against your forehead.

“I thought I- I thought I lost y-”

You quickly shushed him as you brought his face down to yours and placed your lips against his. Daryl was taken aback by your action but nonetheless kissed you back. His mouth moved against yours before you pulled away out of breath.

“You didn’t lose me okay? I’m not leaving you any time soon old man.” You said, causing Daryl to let out a laugh.

He leaned down and pressed another kiss to your lips, whispering a faint “I love you” against your lips. You kissed him back, your lips moulding against his lips almost as if they were made to fit his, before whispering, “I love you too.”

my first daryl fic go easy on me 😣

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celtic-crossbow · 6 months

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Carol: We should all visit Ocean Side more often. Being at the beach was—

Daryl, Y/N, and Michonne: No!

Aaron: Okay, that’s it, you guys. What happened out there?

Daryl, sweating: Went fer a walk. Nothin’ happened. Came back with nothin’ all over me.

Y/N: Smooth, Dixon.

Aaron: What does that even mean?

Carol: Come on, what happened? Y/N?

Y/N: Alright.

Daryl: Don’ ya dare, Y/N.

Y/N: Daryl and I had hardcore sex in the woods near the beach, but bugs kept biting us.

Michonne: And I walked by and saw it, it was horrifying. They were covered in bug bites, but it just didn't stop them. How can two people be so horny, that they don't even stop while being eaten alive by bugs?

Daryl: …

Y/N: Wait, you saw us?!

Michonne: Yep and this is a good time to remind everyone that finding a therapist in the apocalypse is next to impossible.

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daryl-dixon-daydreams · 8 months

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"What are you smirking about?" you asked Aaron, already annoyed by the smug look on his face.

"Me?" he laughed. "Oh, nothing. Absolutely nothing..."

You rolled your eyes. "Why don't I believe that for a second?" Daryl had just stopped by and you had the feeling Aaron's smile had to do with him.

Aaron laughed again. "You're really going to pretend that you have no idea why I'm smiling right now?" He crossed his arms and surveyed you. "No clue?"

"Aaron—"

"He likes you. And I've watched the two of you interact enough to know that you also like him..."

You ducked your eyes and shook your head, turning to walk back up the hallway. "I have no idea what you're talking about. There's nothing in my rib cage. No heart to break or fall in love... like it that way..." You sank down on the couch and grabbed your book off the coffee table.

Now Aaron was the one rolling his eyes. "I'm not the one who said love," he said with some surprise. "Anyway, the cold-hearted, lone wolf act isn't going to work on me. I've seen your warm and fuzzy side."

You looked up over the pages. "Warm and fuzzy? Ugh. Barf..."

Aaron chuckled and shook his head. "You know I'm right. Don't ignore how Daryl feels about you and how you feel about him. Finding that is rare these days..."

Prompt: "There's nothing in my rib cage. No heart to break. Like it that way."

#daryl dixon drabbles #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon fanfiction #twd fanfics #twd drabbles #daryl imagines #the walking dead #daryl dixon twd #daryl dixon fluff #aaron

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gerathewise · 9 months

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OKAAAY-- i drew all my fav twd characters (s1-11) i want to eat them 😭😭😭

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deansapplepie · 6 months

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Found this on Pinterest and for me this is exactly what happened on this scene. Lol They definitely adopted Daryl especially Aaron. 🥹♥️

*Don’t know who did this, but this is not mine. If you are the person let me know so I can give the credits.

#this scene is everything for me #i love Daryl and Aaron’s friendship #he’s so cute eating spaghetti #he’s just a baby #the walking dead #daryl dixon #the walking dead daryl #twd #twd daryl

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samantha-rae-velcher · 1 year

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"Give me your hand!"

Aaron x Fem reader

Requested by: @sunnysidesidra thank you for requesting ❤️

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of blood, Aaron (cuz why not!?), Brief spice.

A/n: I got some negative comments when I posted up what I like to call an ask board. It's where I put pictures of characters and and ask which one you'd like. Aaron was on one of my TWD ask boards and someone didn't like the fact that I was only writing him with a Fem reader. Im not Gay nor do I have any insight on the matter. I do not wish to offend anyone if I get something wrong. For that I've been called Homophobic, call me what you will. Im not hostile towards the LGBTQ+ community, nor do I wish them to be hostile to me. Ross Marquand isn't gay, so I'm not writing him with a male character. Enjoy the story ❤️

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"Rick!" Y/n yelled from the porch. "Aaron and I are going on a run! We'll be back before sun down, alright!?"

"You two be safe!" Rick yelled back from his place on the roof.

Aaron and Y/n met at the gate, where Jesus let them out. Saying their goodbyes and stay safes and don't be too longs, they took off down the the road. Aaron took y/n's hand and gently swung her arm back and forth, she let out a giggle and began to skip.

"Are you gonna start singing We're off to see the wizard?" He asked.

She let out a laugh. looking up at the clouds above, she watched a bird fly overhead and land in a nearby tree.

"What were you like before all this?" He asked.

"I was on my fifth year of collage, I was studying architectural design. I had five years left when this all went to shit. I was a little timid, I got pretty nervous around people I didn't know. I didn't have a boyfriend, I lived in Springfield Illinois but I went down to Atlanta for vacation then the world got fucked up the ass, and I met Rick in a tank in the middle of the city."

"A tank?" He asked, sounding shocked.

"Yeah. Then Glenn had to save our asses. That Korean was a good guy. Can you believe he was delivering pizzas before all this?"

"Christ." Aaron cursed.

The two walked in silence for a good 20 mins, just enjoying the sound of the birds and the sound of each other's footsteps. The peaceful moment ended when they heard rather aggressive voices nearby.

"Y/n, get down!" He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her behind a building.

He had her caged against the wall, she could feel his breath on her neck. The voices got louder as the men entered the house they were currently hiding behind.

"Aaron, what do we do? They don't sound very friendly." She said.

Meanwhile they could hear one of the men grunting and bitching at the other side of the wall.

"Why can't there be women around here?" The man yelled to the others. "I haven't see a woman in months!"

"No shit! You think they'd come around you with your skunk smellin self!?"

There was a slam that sounded right behind Y/n's head, making her yelp. Aaron clamped his hand over her mouth and shushed her.

There was silence at the other side of the wall, Aaron attempted to calm Y/n down by gently stoking her hair back.

"It's okay." He whispered.

"Did you guys hear that? Or am I just fuckin crazy?"

"Hear what?"

"I don't fuckin know! I hit the wall and I heard a scared screech come from outside."

"Go check it out."

Aaron then grabbed Y/n's arm and ran as fast as he could away from the house. They stopped for a breather when they got far enough away.

"Holy shit!" Y/n said, gasping for breath. "That was close!"

"Come on, the place is about a mile or two from here." He yelled to her as he began trudging up the road.

They made it to what looked like a broken down shack. Y/n stood out front obviously not impressed.

"Oh! Wow! It's a fuckin mansion!" She gave Aaron a look that said "Wtf is this?"

"Hey, honey. Just give it a chance." He said putting his hands up.

They went inside and Y/n headed for the kitchen, she took off her back pack and set it down on the counter. She start to raid the cupboards while Aaron was marveling the woodwork in the living room.

"You gonna help?" She asked.

He walked in and started looking through the large cabinet next to the fridge, he grabbed out some cans of food and a case of water. Y/n stopped when she heard a walker in the next room.

"There's dead in here." She whispered.

"We'll get them when we go into that room."

He tossed her a can of Campbell's chicken soup and winked at her.

"So, what was all that?"

"What was all what?" He asked.

"You know, getting me up against the house wall instead of running."

Aaron smirked and slowly walked over to her, trapping her against that counter. He leaned closer and whispered in her ear.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh but I think you do." She ran her hands up his chest, pressing her lips to his. Aaron began kissing down her neck, slowly unbuttoning her top as he did."

A walker entered the kitchen making Aaron stop what he was doing and stab it in the head, sending blood gush all over the right side of y/n.

"Oh! Yummy! I love that for me!" She yelled.

"Maybe we should finish this at home, huh?"

"Yeah, that'd be best."

They walked down the hallway and entered what used to be the master bedroom. The floor was creaking and the sound of the dead came from below.

"Aaron?"

"I hear them."

Y/n took a step back but the floor boards broke in half, she looked up at him with fear in her eyes.

"A-Aaron.."

"Y/n, it's okay. Just give me your hand."

She reached out for him but one more creak sounded before the boards beneath her caved in.

Aaron ran to where she fell and knelt down next to the hole. Y/n was hanging onto a pipe that was just barely wanting to hold her.

"Y/n!"

She looked underneath her, about seven or eight walkers were below and the basement was filled with water.

"Hold on!" He yelled.

A walker grabbed her foot and attempted to bite her ankle but she pulled away and kicked it in the head.

The sudden movement made one of the braces holding the pipe snap, her grip was slipping and she was ready to fall.

Aaron reached out to her, his arm out stretched. Another walker tried to bite at her legs but she pulled away again. Making her slip further down the pipe.

"AH! Aaron!"

"Give me your hand!"

She reached out for him, their fingers finally grazed when the boards creaked again and Aaron fell through, bringing the whole floor down with him. (him and his fat ass 🤣 jk)

They both landed into the water with a splash. Aaron came back up immediately, attacking the walkers that surrounded them. He took them all down with ease, looking around through the clouded water y/n was no where to be seen. He then spotted something red over in the corner of the basement, it was floating to the surface of the water. He went over to inspect.....blood.

He took a dive and pulled Y/n out, her back was bleeding perfusely, he dragged her to the steps and carried her out of the house. He managed to stop the bleeding but her wound needed stitches, he was worried she wouldn't make it. On top of that the sun was going down.

It took him a while but he finally found a piece of shit car that sounded like it was in need for a mechanic. He set her in the passenger side seat and prayed the vehicle would start.

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"Wake up....Y/n, honey." Aaron's voice sounded distant. She slowly opened her eyes and Aaron's, Rick's, Daryl's, and Carol's faces all came into view

Y/n kinda jumped at how close they were.

"Jesus Christ!" She said. "Could you get any closer there?"

"Your back in the land of the living." Gabriel said from across the room.

"What happened?" Y/n asked.

Aaron sat beside her while the others finally backed off.

"All in good time." Rick said.

Aaron gripped her hand like she was gonna disappear, he brought it up to his lips and planted a kiss on her knuckles.

"We nearly lost you. If I hadn't gotten that car to start, you wouldn't be here right now." He whispered.

Rick leaned against the bed post, squinted his eyes and furrowed his brows. (Ladies you know the face)

"What's the last thing you remember?" He asked.

"I remember Aaron trying to grab my hand to help me up, but the floor caved in and we both hit the water. I felt a splitting pain in my back and I blacked out."

Aaron nodded and wrapped an arm around her.

"I fought off the walkers and pulled you out of the basement."

Y/n rested her head on Aaron's shoulder, then looked over at Rick.

"I'm sorry I didn't make it back before sun down....dad!" She said sarcastically.

Rick shook his head and chuckled.

"That's it, Y/n! I won't stand for this anymore!"

Everyone in the room let out a couple of good hardy laughs. Rick slapped his hand down on her bed post and pointed at her.

"Get some rest."

Everyone but Aaron left, he stayed by her side holding her to him.

"I'm so sorry I let that happen." He whispered.

"It's not your fault. You tried to save me and you did." She pulled him in for a hug. "Im alive aren't I?"

"Yeah."

"Then get over here and finish what we started in that house."

THE END ❤️

I hope you enjoyed

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panic-in-the-multiverse · 1 year

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Everybody Dies

Pairings: Rick Grimes x teen!reader, Daryl Dixon x teen!reader, Carl Grimes x teen!reader, Michonne Hawthorne x teen!reader, Aaron x teen!reader, Negan x teen!reader, Rosita Espinosa x teen!reader, Eugene Porter x teen!reader, Sasha Williams x teen!reader (all of them are platonic)

Requested by: @leahsbasement may i request a teen or child g/n reader that’s really close to the twd group and during the lineup they’re one of the people chosen by negan to yknow- receive the glenn and abraham treatment💀 and like we get some reactions from the group from it🧎 i apologize if this sounds really morbid but i am dire need of some good angst and i love your writing sm it’s amazing <3

Warnings: reader death, angst, a tad bit of fluff (definitely not much), mention of character death, description of Negan doing what he did to Glenn and Abraham, blood, mention of a brutal way to die, idk what more I guess you have all seen twd so you know what might be in this. Not proofread

A/N as usual the gif is not mine, found it somewhere on the internet. This is not proofread, well half of it is.

Now I tried to do a reaction with all of the people at the line up so sorry with Sasha I guess bc I don’t like her so found it a bit hard to write her as a character that’s close to the reader, and once more thank you for the request, it gave me an excuse to write this

Anyway idk what I think of this, wrote it in the middle of the night because I couldn’t sleep, so anyway hope you like it.

Everybody dies a little when the brightest soul disappears.

A sea of red water mixed with the gravel and mud on the ground. The trail of blood — that had gone its own path from the puddle it was previously in, could be followed towards two bodies. One of a hunched man, who racked with sobs through his entire body. His hands grasped towards the body before him. Blood still oozed from the head. Or what someone would once have called a head, as it was now just remains of smashed bones and brain goo. The once familiar face was unrecognizable to anyone. No one would ever be able to pinpoint who the body belonged to, because the head atop of it was gone. It had been smashed into a puddle of goo. No one would ever be able to see your smiling face, or the mischievous smirk that pulled at your lips whenever you wanted to rebel a bit. Nor would they ever see the sparkles in your eyes whenever you talked about the things you liked.

No one of the group surrounding the three bodies wanted to acknowledge what had happened. How could they. They’d all just seen three of their family members die, because of their actions. Because of them. The teenager in which the hunched man had taken a tight grip of their hands had warned them about the attack. That nothing good would come out of it, that it wasn’t who they were. Rick had been wrong like everyone else to ignore the teenager’s warnings. In the end it was what cost them your life. Their choice of actions had been the beginning of your end.

Rick couldn’t let the image out of his head, he couldn’t even look at your body as he held you tightly. His eyes stared into the distance at nothing in particular as his mind tried to register what had happened just a few hours ago. His cries had stopped only for his eyes to glaze over once more with tears. He couldn’t help but to think that it was all his fault. He had the final vote on what to do, and his vote caused your death. It caused Negan to seek them out. To line them up. To smash your head with his goddamn wired baseball bat. His goddamn Lucille. He swore to kill Negan if it was the last thing he did, whether you would want him to or not, he needed to. Rick wanted nothing more than revenge. Nothing more than justice and revenge brought to you, Glenn and Abraham.

Not soon after Rick had stopped crying his son had walked over to you and him. His eye was bloodshot by the tears that rolled down his red cheek. And his hand went up to rub his eye off the tears as he tried to control himself, as he sat beside his father. Same as everyone else at the brutal scene he couldn’t let go of the events. How everyone got a look of dread and fear on their face as Negan announced that he’d had to kill two more because of Daryl’s little outburst. Carl had glanced at his father to see that for once under this meeting he held actual fear in his eyes when Negan’s bat had landed in front of you. It was deadly quiet as all of the group watched you stare dead into the eyes of Negan who looked at you with a scary face, gleaming with excitement as he noticed everyone’s reaction.

Negan had watched with glee as everyone went into submission after Lucille had stopped in front of you. He’d felt kinda sorry for you. He didn’t usually kill teenagers but something about you annoyed him so greatly. Maybe it was the way you didn’t look with fear into his eyes, how you held your own, even with the knowledge that you would soon be dead. He didn’t know what it was but he had decided to kill you, well he decided in a way.

Maggie who had lost her husband and father to her child, stared with emptiness at you. She didn’t know if she’d be able to take it if you died as well. She had tried to fight the man holding her down, but to no vain. Her already bloodshot eyes had filled with tears and sobbed had shook through her body as soon as she saw Negan start to swing his bat. She didn’t want to lose you, she couldn’t. But her silent prayer came to no good end.

Rosita was no better than Maggie. Since the first time you met when you and Glenn together with Tara searched for Maggie the two of you had gotten close and she as everyone else got flashes of your lives together. Of all your good and bad memories of everything you had survived. How you’d found an apple tree that hadn’t been destroyed at a random location in the forest and thrown apples at your companions heads as they hadn’t stopped when you told them to. Or how you’d draw drawings with the kids in Alexandria or help hunting and scavenging for food. Getting stuck in a building while a herd of walkers walked past. The blood and the gore of every kill. All of them comforting you while you cried yourself to sleep, all the cuddles you forced them into, especially Rick and Daryl. How you forced them to take a break so that they wouldn’t overwork themselves while doing the exact same thing. Needing help from others to make sure you actually took care of yourself and not just everyone else. It just made them all get to the brink of breaking even quicker as they thought of all your moments together. Not only did memories flash inside your head, nor only Rosita’s they flashed through everyone. You had always looked out for them and what had they given you in return, nothing but death.

Sasha wasn’t especially close to you but the previous death of Abraham and Glenn and now you had her at her breaking point. She might not have known you well but you were a good kid, you helped and knew how to survive. You didn’t take unnecessary risks and you’d helped her through her losses. So she tried nothing more than to break herself away from reality as she heard the bat make contact with your head. It reminded her too much of the other two kills and she couldn’t look through another one, not again.

Eugene only stared at the distance as sobs racked through his body not being able to watch you die. He couldn’t even bring his eyes to look at you afterwards, he’d never be able to erase the short scream of pain that had left your lips. He was at a loss of words and he wouldn’t be able to really function in a few days, much like everyone else. He was scared shitless and he didn’t know for anything in the world what to do or say in the hours that came after.

Negan had looked at everyone, gauging even the slightest reaction out of them. Michonne had watched helplessly at you, she’d tried not to flinch everytime the bat hit you among a sound she’d never wished she ever heard ever in her life. The only thing on her mind was how she taught you how to sword fight or when you hunted a deer together and accidentally fell into a puddle of mudd getting every inch of you covered in it.

Arron, who had been right beside you, wanted to crawl away as your blood splashed onto the right side of him. He remembered all the times you’d gone over to him and Eric to eat pasta not wanting to socialize with the rest of Alexandria. You’d always go to him or Daryl.

Arron felt sick as he felt your warm blood on his cold cheek, and he felt even more sick as he made a glance at Daryl who didn’t do anything else but staring with regret and anger at your body who now laid lifeless on the ground. When Aaron dared a glance at you his throat became thick and a sob threatened to come out but he didn’t make a sound instead he stared at you before he looked with fear, numbness, anger and defeat at Negan.

But it wasn’t until Negan had looked at Rick Carl and Daryl did he notice that he sure as hell picked the wrong one to kill, deep inside, he knew that he’d just started a war. A war that wouldn’t take too long to brew over to the real fight. However he was filled with glee over getting a few peaceful weeks at reveling in his power and control over Alexandria. Maybe that would make the war something never to come, how wrong he had been on that thought.

Daryl felt nothing but guilt as he looked at you and it was all he thought of when he got loaded into the car and the Saviours drove away with him. He regretted having lashed out. Regretted ever getting angry. Daryl knew more than anyone that he’d miss you when you were gone. Like Beth, he’d miss you, even more so than Beth.

Carl had held a strong front, but on the inside he was breaking he lost his best friend and the only kid that had been with him since the beginning of the disaster they now lived in.

Now in the present Carl placed his hand on Rick’s shoulder as everyone surrounded your body (except for Maggie, Sasha, Rosita and Eugene). The two Grimes hugged each other as Carl dug his head into Rick’s chest. The older Grimes, having stopped his crying once more, tried his best to comfort his son while he himself was still breaking.

Rick, like Carl and Daryl, had held a shield with spikes as defense against Negan, as they had all starred with the same thought of killing Negan running through their heads. They had let a numb shield cover them while their enemies still surrounded them. They hadn’t let go of the shield until their enemies were gone. (Or in Daryl’s case until he was alone in the cell he was placed in at the sanctuary).

That day, the day you died, was the day everyone in Alexandria died a little with you. You were the brightest soul in most of their lives and to lose you was one of the worst things to ever happen to any of them.

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