#T!♡Carol

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Daryl Dixon x she/her!reader

spoilers: set in seasons 2 & 3

warning: LOTS of sexual references

Sounds Good

Yours and Daryl’s relationship had been...interesting, for quite a while. It started after the group found Sophia in the barn. Daryl was affected in a bad way, and because everyone was rightly worried about Carol, nobody noticed Daryl storming off. Except you. As quickly as you could, you told Rick you’d go look after Daryl, and you sprinted after him. Naturally, Daryl was pissed at you, he snapped at you a few times, but you kept following him. He eventually realised that he wasnt going to stop you, so every so often he glanced behind him to check you were still there, and every time he saw that you were, he’d scoff and shake his head.

The two of you stumbled across a farmhouse, and in the basement was a goldmine. It was an alcoholic’s wet dream, bottles of alcohol covered the walls of the dark, cold room. Without a word, you and Daryl barricaded yourselves inside, and started to drink. The tension eased the more you drank, and before you knew it, you were rolling on your backs laughing at anything and everything. You dont remember anything after that, and neither does Daryl. All you know is that the two of you woke up completely naked, with your body sprawled over his. To say that was a surprising wake up call would be an understatement.

Daryl woke up to the sight of you pulling your jeans back on, and he checked you out for a few seconds before you noticed he was awake. You rolled your eyes at him, but you were smiling.

“This stays between us.” You told him once you were both dressed, and Daryl held his hands up in surrender.

“Aint plannin’ t’ kiss and tell!” He said, and you laughed as you headed back up the basement stairs.

“Whatever you say, Big Dick Daryl.” You teased him, not needing to look over your shoulder to know that he was blushing.

“Absolutely not.” He said, and you burst out laughing.

“What?” You asked innocently.

“Ya cant call me that.” Daryl told you, the shock of what you had just said was still scrunching up his face.

“Alright, what can I call you?” You questioned playfully.

Daryl did his signature scoff-laugh at that. “Anythin’ apart from that!”

And you smirked to yourself mischievously, knowing he would regret that choice of words. Challenge accepted.

Whacky, sexual petnames was how you began flustering him. You’d jog up to his bike, knowing that’s where you’d usually find him, and greet him loudly enough for him to worry the others could hear.

“Hey there sexy!”

“What’s up, the human embodiment of arousal?”

“Why hello, you sexy hunk of man meatloaf!”

“Hi there, sex on legs.”

The way Daryl’s eyes would widen at every new petname you invented for him, the way he blushed and scoffed and shrugged you off; tormenting him was just delicious. It was all in good fun though, and Daryl knew that.

What was less fun was when Daryl gained the confidence to retaliate in his own way. Whenever you greeted him with something whacky, he figured out exactly how to fluster you in return.

“Well hi, sunshine.”

“Hey gorgeous.”

“‘Ey beautiful, y’ alright?”

“Mornin’ sweet girl.”

Somehow, Daryl had figured out that because you were so comfortable calling him overtly sexual things, it must be the more cheesy stuff that flusters you. And he was absolutely right.

Soon enough, the two of you had pretty much formed a relationship that consisted of nothing more than ridiculously blatant and loud flirting. It started as a battle of who could fluster the other the most, but considering how constant it was, you both got used to each other behaving that way and getting flustered became more difficult. So instead, it just became a fun thing between you two that was guaranteed to make each other smile, as well as make anyone within earshot laugh or want to bleach their ears.

Once the two of you were confined to the prison, it only got worse for everyone around you.

Daryl casually leant back on the truck as Rick searched through it, his eyes were glued to your form as you headed for the doors with a basket of laundry. Daryl nodded at you.

“Ay gorgeous, ya headin’ my way?” He called out to you, and you grinned at him.

“In your dreams!” You shouted back, to which he laughed.

“Damn right!” He responded, his eyes lingering on your hips as you entered the prison doors ahead of him.

Rick just chuckled and shook his head, unfortunately used to situations exactly like that.

Neither of you had any real consideration for who overheard your comments, so long as the kids didnt hear the more sexual ones, of course.

“You comin’ by my cell later?” You’d ask Daryl whenever he wasnt on watch that night.

“Why, ya need tuckin’ in?” Daryl would smirk at you from the other side of the room.

You’d lean on the table that stood between you, so that you were dramatically pushing yourself towards him. “Ooh, keep talking, it’s just getting to the good part!”

And then you and Daryl would break off in fits of laughter, going about your separate business.

There were smaller and more common comments too. At least once a day, someone would overhear Daryl walk by you in a lowcut shirt and simply say:

“Nice wrack.”

Overall, though, the group had grown accustomed to the fact that although it wasnt the typical relationship, it was your own cute way of showing each other how you felt. Strange, but cute. So although at first it was shock after shock with the stuff you’d say to each other, everyone was so used to it by now that they simply smile and shake their heads like proud parents.

“Good morning to the sexiest man alive!” You call as you exit your cell, knowing that Daryl would be close by, waiting for your daily complimentary greeting.

Sure enough, as you round the corner you see him sitting on the floor fiddling with his crossbow, laughing at what you’d said.

“Mornin’ gorgeous.” He replies, giving you a smile he reserves just for you.

Later, you find yourself tending to the crops in the prison field while Daryl patrols the fences on watch. You wipe sweat from your forehead, holding your hand above your eyes to shield you from the son as you wolf whistle at him. Before Daryl has even turned around, he’s smiling, because he knows exactly who that whistle came from.

“What d’ya want, sweet girl?” He asks as he strolls over to you.

You very dramatically rake your eyes up and down his form. “You’re really gonna walk around here looking that good and not makeout with me?”

Daryl laughs, his eyes flicking between the ground and your eyes, smirking at you teasingly as ever. “Naw, you couldnt handle it.”

You bite your lip as you smile up at him. “Oh, I can handle anythin’ you’ve got for me, big boy.”

Daryl scoffs and shakes his head, trying to hide his slightly pink cheeks. Anytime one of your comments has the potential to link to his dick size, it’s guaranteed to fluster him, no matter how many times you do it.

“Get back t’ work, horny girl.” Daryl tells you before walking back over to the fence, and you smile away to yourself. Once he’s back at the fence, Daryl turns and sees you still smiling at the crops below you as you tend to them, but he knows you’re not thinking about tomatoes.

Finally finished with your farming duties of the day, you head back inside the prison. A few seconds after you flop into your bunk, you hear a vehicle drive in, and you jump to your feet. It takes your sore limbs a minute or so to get to the doorway, and since you only see Daryl, you assume that those who had just returned from the run have gone elsewhere in the prison. You stretch your arms above your head and let rip with a petname you have been waiting to use.

“HEY ANGEL DICK-“ But much to your soul destroying surprise, Rick, Maggie, Glenn, Hershel, and Carl, are standing with Daryl, so the rest of your sentence doesnt pass your lips.

You stand in the doorway with wide eyes, everyone staring at you, before they burst out laughing. Rick has his hand on Carl’s back, the two of them hunched over they’re laughing so hard, while Maggie and Glenn are crying laughing as they hug each other, and Hershel is chuckling and shaking his head at you. Blushing furiously, you bury your face in your hands as everyone loses their minds.

Daryl tries to laugh as quietly as he can since he doesnt want to add to your embarrassment, and he walks over to pull you into his chest so you can hide away. The rest of the people that heard your words are still laughing as they stumble back into the prison, leaving just you and Daryl outside.

“Did’ja need me for sum’?” He asks you quietly, that same teasing tone in his voice. He is never going to let you live this incident down.

However, you’ve had enough time to collect yourself and the pitiful remnants of your confidence, so you pull away from Daryl just enough to look at him as you sigh very dramatically.

“I got that fatal sickness again.” You break the news to him with a mocking sad expression.

“That so?” Daryl questions, his face already twisting into a smirk, and you nod.

“Yeah, the one that can only be cured by seeing the most arousing smile to ever grace the earth. A swoon is the only way to save me, Daryl, Im feeling faint!” You fall back dramatically in his arms and he, of course, makes sure you dont land on your ass.

“Fine.” Daryl smiles at you and you smack your forehead with the back of your head, wobbling your knees as you swoon.

��Im cured!” You cheer.

“Sure you dont need some rest? I can take you back to your cell.” And the smirk is back.

“Already coming onto a girl fresh out of recovery! Bad boy! I’ll talk to you later.” You flick Daryl’s biceps, and he laughs as he drops his arms from your waist and strolls back inside the prison.

Turning around, your eyes drink in his form as he walks away from you. Unfortunately for you, Daryl was not the only person in the doorway. Carol stands there, smiling and shaking her head at you.

“You are so in love with him.” She teases, and your jaw almost hits the floor.

“WHAT!?!” You whisper-shriek, not wanting Daryl to overhear and come running because he thinks you’re in some kind of trouble.

“He’s in love with you too, you are both being ridiculously obvious about it and you’re somehow still blind to each other’s feelings. Crazy kids.” Carol sighs, shaking her head as she walks around you, the two of you choosing to sit on the edge of the truck trailer.

You scoff. “The chances of Daryl actually being into me are next to none.”

Carol looks at you like you have personally insulted her. “Are you insane?!”

You roll your eyes. “Seriously, Carol. Daryl and I can flirt as much as we like, but he deserves so much better than me. The whole reason I dont make an actual move on him is because Im waiting for some beautiful girl to steal his heart from right in front of me.” Staring down at your jeans, you feel your own words weigh you down.

Carol’s quiet for a moment, and you barely notice because you’ve lost yourself to a period of sad overthinking. It’s only when she speaks up again that you realise she hadnt already replied.

“I think a beautiful girl has already stolen his heart.” Is all she says, and when you’re about to question her, Carol hops off the trailer and ever so casually waltzes back inside. Your eyes follow her, and that’s when you see Daryl leaning against the prison entrance with his arms crossed.

Feeling petrified all of a sudden, you snap your gaze away from him, not knowing what to say or do in this scenario. Somehow, Daryl is the one who knows what to do in a social situation, more than you do, because he strolls right over and sits down where Carol had previously been sitting, right beside you.

“Ya really thought I wasnt bein’ serious with ya this whole time?” Daryl asks you after a minute of silence, his voice hushed.

You just shrug, your gaze fixed on your jean covered thighs.

Daryl scoffs. “Jeez, (Y/N). How’re you the only one that cant see how crazy I am about ya?”

You stay silent, unable to find any words to speak as you lift your head to look at Daryl, but he’s staring off at the prison field.

“There aint nobody on this earth that could come take my heart from me, ‘cause I don’ have it no more. Ya’ve had ma heart since that night in the basement, and ya aint even known it.” He confesses, shaking his head and letting it hang as he falls into silence.

“If this is real, you have to promise to never bring up the angel dick incident ever again.” You tell him as you sniffle, wiping away the happy tears that had started falling from your eyes.

Daryl lets out a hearty laugh at your words, the kind of laugh that only you can bring out in him and he looks at you from the side. “Fine, I’ll sacrifice that trump card if it means you’ll believe me.”

You smile at him warmly, cheeks rosy as you breathe deeply and rest your head on his shoulder. The two of you stare out at the sunset, seeing the world in a true moment of peace, and understanding it.

“So, you wanna come back to my cell later?” You ask him, and he chuckles at you using one of the most classic lines within your flirtatious relationship

“Ya need tuckin’ in?” Daryl responds with a classic reply, and you sit back up, shaking your head.

“Nah, I was thinking you could stay.” You shyly meet his eyes, biting your lip, and seeing his eyes darken makes your stomach flip. Daryl leans in real close, his lips mere centimetres from yours when he decides to answer you.

“Sounds good.”

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Head in the clouds

Tom 'Iceman' Kazansky x Reader

Gender neutral reader

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Warnings: None. More Reader, Maverick, Goose, and Carole

The past was supposed to stay in the past, but with Goose and Maverick getting into Top Gun, it would seem that it’s repeating itself. No matter what you do, you can never escape Tom Kazansky.

Word count: 2.9k

Chapter Two - Top Gun is calling

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You wake up to loud knocking on your door. You don’t have any idea what time it was, but you groaned as you rolled over and forced yourself to wake. You climb out of bed and make your way to the door, begging whoever it was to stop knocking. You pull the door open and see Maverick and Goose standing there.

“Isn’t it a bit early for this?” You ask, moving from the door and letting them in.

“It’s almost noon,” Goose states, entering your home.

“Is it?” You glance at the clock on the wall. “That’s not like me,” you laugh softly.

Maverick follows you into the kitchen as you go and make yourself a coffee. He looks around your home. It’s been months since he was last here, but there is comfort in knowing nothing much had changed.

“Goose and I leave for Top Gun tomorrow.”

You stop what you’re doing and turn slowly around. You look at Pete with a slightly furrowed brow. Your hand remains hovering in the air from where you were reaching for a mug.

“Tomorrow?”

“Yeah,” he confirms.

You lower your hand and walk over to him.

“You just got here yesterday.”

“I know. This was so we could tell you in person.”

You sigh softly and lean in to hug Maverick. He wraps his arms around you and holds you close to his chest. You sink into his embrace, hiding your slight pout in his shoulder. The navy wasn’t just tough because of what they had to, it was tough because at any moment they could be called away and you would be left waiting.

It made you think of him. No, you wouldn’t bring him up now.

“How long will you be there for?”

“Three weeks, but they’ll open up Miramar for families. You and Carole can come and stay near the base and we’ll get to see you.”

“I’m not actually related to any of you though,” you say and pull back.

“No, but you’re a part of my family. I’ll make sure you get a home over there,” he tells you. You smile at him.

“Thanks, Mav.”

You pull away from him entirely and resume your coffee making, setting out 2 extra mugs for your friends. Just as you finish pouring the coffee, Goose enters the kitchen with a familiar item in hand. You begin to laugh.

“Thief,” he grins at you.

“Carole said I could wear one of your shirts. It was funny. I’m surprised you didn’t mention it yesterday,” you laugh.

“Oh, I noticed. Then I realised you had gone home with it.”

You shrug and hand them each a mug, cradling your own in your hands as you lean against the kitchen counter. It felt so nice to have your boys here with you. If only they weren’t leaving again so soon.

“Did you tell them?” Goose asked Mav.

“Yeah.”

“I’m going to miss you boys,” you said.

“I told you. Miramar,” Pete looks at you.

“I know, but I can still miss you both even if you’re just next door. You have to stay safe, OK? Look out for each other,” you tell them.

“We’ll be fine. You know Mav,” Goose nudges his buddy.

“I do know Mav, that’s why I’m telling you to be careful,” you say, sighing into your coffee. The warmth wasn’t very comforting right now. Your mind was riddled with worry.

Goose is looking at you with saddened eyes. Maverick looks between you both, silently asking Goose what was wrong. Goose just shakes his head at Pete and sips his drink. There was a part of your life Maverick didn’t know about. Something only Goose and Carole know. You hadn’t opened up to Maverick about it, not wanting to dump that part of your life on him. It didn’t matter these days anyway.

“Well, uh, since we only have today, I thought maybe we could take Bradley to the fair or something. Give him something exciting to do before we leave,” Goose suggests.

“That sounds fun I’m up for that,” you say, smiling at them. It was like your crestfallen demeanour hadn’t happened.

“Cool, we’ll head out when you’re ready and pick up Carole and Bradley,” Mav said, watching you. You didn’t meet his eyes. 

You drank what was left of your coffee and headed upstairs to get ready. While you were up there, Mav turned to Goose.

“Don’t you think they’re acting a little strange?” Pete asks Nick.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, they go quiet on us when we talk about Top Gun sometimes.”

Nick shrugs as he fiddles with his mug. It’s not his place to tell Maverick, as much as he hates keeping things from his friend.

“They’ll be OK. They’re strong.”

“I know that. I’m just... worried,” Pete admits, looking down at the floor.

“Listen, I can’t tell really tell you everything because I promised I wouldn’t, but they went through a tough patch years ago. There was someone... and they walked away from that someone.”

“A pilot?” Maverick guessed.

“Yeah...”

Pete didn’t ask any more. He looked toward the staircase and sighed softly. There was obviously a story there, but he wouldn’t pry. You’re family and he loved you. He would watch out for you.

You return dressed and ready for a fun day ahead.

“So, the fair?” You smile.

Goose and Maverick smile back. You grab a jacket on the way out and climb into Goose’s truck. Maverick follows on his motorcycle. You smile as you spot him in the mirror, wind in his hair. Goose has the radio on as he drives, you’re both singing loudly, you’re sure even Mav can hear you both.

Goose pulls up outside his home. Carole and Bradley are all ready to go. You climb out and greet Carole, giving Bradley a little kiss on the nose which makes him giggle.

“Ready for a fun day with our boys?” You ask.

“Ready.”

You let Carole and Bradley get in the truck. You turn and look at Maverick. He’s leaning against his bike looking at you.

“Room for one more?” You ask.

Maverick grins and climbs onto his bike, waiting for you. You smile as you walk over and climb on the back. Arms around Mav’s torso, you smile as you lean into him, waiting to take off. Mav waits for Goose to pull out first, he would follow.

“We’re going to have fun,” Pete says over his shoulder.

“I know. I always have fun when I’m with my family,” you smile.

You don’t see his smile, but it’s there.

Goose pulls away from the house and before you know it, you’re on the road. Wind in your face and streets passing by. This is a thrill you love. Yet, your heart aches again. Why does everything remind you of him? Maverick feels you tense up and carefully places on hand over yours in a small moment of comfort. You give him a little squeeze and his hand returns to the bike.

You won’t let that man haunt you.

The fair comes into view and you smile wide at the sight. A Ferris wheel towers over the other rides and you know you want to go on it. Mav pulls up behind Goose’s truck and everyone gets out, gathering near the entrance. Goose pulls out his wallet and you reach out and stop him. You pull out some money and head to the entrance. You buy everyone a ticket and hand them out.

“You didn’t have to do that,” Goose says, looking at you with soft eyes.

“You boys leave tomorrow, let me treat you,” you say.

Goose just smiles at you. He picks up Bradley and you all enter the park. Maverick hovers close beside you, looking around. When Goose was busy being a family man, you and Pete tended to stick together. You smile as Carole laughs beside her husband.

Your expression falls again. Mav once again notices.

“You alright?”

You look up and nod and Pete.

“I’m good.”

He reaches out and takes your hand. You look at him with confusion before he then pulls you over to one of the rides. A smile appears on your face and you get on it, Mav sitting beside you.

This is how you spend the afternoon. Maverick picking rides and games for you to play. You both laugh and smile as you take turns and have a good time. The Bradshaw’s are doing the same thing just up ahead of you the entire time. You and Maverick share some snacks as you walk through the park.

“Want a milkshake?” You ask, looking over at one of the stands.

“After. There’s something we should do first,” Mav says, taking your hand back in his.

“Oh?”

He leads you over to the Ferris Wheel which stands just ahead of you. Goose and Carole are already getting on it with Bradley. You smile and shake your head as you pick up speed and end up pulling Maverick along the rest of the way. He laughs as you both get on the next car.

You sit ad wait for the wheel to fill up, getting a little higher each time.

“I just like the view from the top.”

“You should see the view from the sky,” Pete says, grinning.

“Oh yeah? Bet it’s a sight,” you chuckle.

“That it is.”

Your eyes cast up to the blue sky above. Maverick and Goose thrive up there. You wonder what it’s actually like up there. You could never imagine yourself in their position, and sure you’ve been on a plane, but your boys fly fighter jets. It’s a whole different situation.

“How does it feel to fly?” You ask him, keeping your eyes on the sky.

“It feels free.”

“Free.”

“Just you and the sky. Keep in mind I go about Mach 2 and usually there’s enemy craft in the sky too,” he lightly chuckles. You smile and turn to look at him.

“Still, I bet it’s amazing.”

“It is,” he confirms.

The ride gets going and you both go around the wheel a few times slowly. It’s calm and everything feels right for a while. You can pretend that tomorrow your boys won’t be leaving again for a very important mission. You can pretend you won’t spend the next 3 weeks worrying over them constantly.

Maverick takes your hand again when you both climb off.

“Come on, let’s get those milkshakes.”

You smile and follow him to the stall you saw earlier. Maverick buys you both a milkshake and you take a seat on a bench near by. The Bradshaw’s rock up with doughnuts in hands. You chuckle at the sight of Bradley with a big doughnut in hand. You know he won’t eat the whole thing.

“Save some for me, buddy,” you laugh.

Goose picks Bradley up and puts him down between you and Mav. You chuckle and pinch some of the doughnut.

“This has been fun,” Carole says, smiling at her son.

“Yeah. Perfect way to spend the day together,” you say.

“You’ll see us off tomorrow?” Mav asks.

“Of course we will,” you reply, seriously.

He smiles at you. You smile back. There’s comfort in the silent exchange.

You drink your milkshake, eat what Bradley doesn’t of his doughnut, and then make your way back to the car and bike. Goose wins Bradley a little stuffed animal before reaching the car park. As before, you get on the bike with Mav and make the trip back home. Mav steers away from the Bradshaw’s to head back to your place.

You climb off the bike and face Mav.

“Want to stay the night?”

“Oh, no, it’s fine. You enjoy your evening,” he says, ready to make a leave, but you place your hand over his.

“Come on. Please? You’re leaving tomorrow and I want to spend as much time with you as possible.”

He smiles and turns his engine off. Mav follows you into the house. You close the door and tell him to make himself at home. That was easy for Pete because this place was a home to him. Your door was always open to him.

You both sit down and relax.

“Shall I order us a pizza and we can spend the night talking about anything and everything?”

Pete grins.

“Sounds good to me.”

You get up and order a pizza for the both of you, while you’re doing that, Pete looks around the room. There’s a nagging voice in his head wanting to ask you about what’s on your mind. Sure, he and Goose only came back yesterday, and will be leaving again soon, but in that time you’ve been a little strange.

You return and smile, handing him a beer.

“Thanks,” he takes a sip from it.

“It’s almost unfair that we only got a short amount of time with you again before you leave.”

“That’s the navy for you, honey,” he wins at you. You laugh and shake your head softly.

“Still, I don’t know how Carole does it,” you sigh softly.

“Do what?”

“Watching her husband leave for months at a time, only to get him back for a bit before he’s gone again. You and Goose always seem to be away. Don’t get me wrong, I admire what you guys do, but I don’t think I could stand being a military spouse,” you tell him.

“About that, was there someone?” Pete asks, watching you closely.

“Pete...”

“You’ve been a little strange. Look, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, but I’m your friend. I feel like there’s a chapter of your life I don’t know about.”

“It was before I got to know you. I dated a pilot. I liked him a lot. A lot... But I couldn’t do it any more. I broke it off and left. His job was important, and he was so good at it. I left so he could focus on that, and only that. It was my decision. I don’t know why I keep thinking of him all of a sudden. I won’t see him again. He’s probably off being the best of the best, no offence, Mav,” you laugh.

Maverick chuckles and nudges you.

“The best of the best, huh?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Was he a Top Gun graduate?” He asks.

“It wouldn’t surprise me if he was. When I left, I dropped all contact with him, so I don’t know. He would have definitely been in Top Gun, that would be right up his street. He really is one of the best damn pilots I’ve ever seen, and I’m not just saying that,” you tell him.

“Is that so?”

“Yeah.”

“Would have liked to meet him,” Pete grins. You shove him playfully and take a sip from your own beer.

The pizza arrives and you both move the conversation away from exes and onto more fun things. Maverick telling you some of the crazy stunts he had pulled off, and some tales of what he Goose got up to in their down time. You’re laughing and smiling the entire time. You share some stories of what you and Carole have been up to without them, but it’s not nearly as exciting. Still, Pete hangs onto every word.

Pizza consumed and the hour turning late, you grab Mav a blanket and a pillow. He makes his bed on the sofa and bids you goodnight. You smile at him before you go. It was nice to know he was under your roof for one night. You’d would be sure to give him a good send off tomorrow.

You both rise early in the morning. You make Pete breakfast and you sit together, not much conversation passing. It’s comfortable though. You’re just sad knowing in a few hours he will be gone again. You clean up and get changed. Maverick changes too, throwing his usual bomber jacket on over the top. You both leave. The ride to the Bradshaw’s is quiet. You cling to Pete that little bit more tighter than normal, resting your head against his back. You’re clinging to what little time you have left with him.

Goose and Carole are already outside waiting for you both. You climb off the bike when it stops and run up to Goose. You give him a big hug. He hugs you back.

“God, I hate this bit,” you say.

Goose smiles softly at you.

“Me too, but we’ll see you all again soon. You will fly out to Miramar, won’t you?” Goose asks, needing to know you’ll be there.

“Carole will, no doubt.”

“You too,” he says.

“I’ll try.”

“Don’t try, do!”

You sigh softly and part from him. Goose and Carole get in the car. Bradley already strapped in. You return to the bike and hold onto Mav again.

At the airport, you feel sadness consume you. This is why you told yourself you couldn’t ever date a pilot again, but watching your two dear friends leave was just as hard. You give them both a big hug and watch them go. Carole holds Bradley close to her chest as she watches Goose go.

You turn away when they’re out of sight.

Top Gun was calling and they were answering the call.

You try not to show that your heart was aching. A glimmer of a thought crosses your mind. After last night’s conversation, what were the chances he would be in their class with them? Would Goose tell you if he was? Would you even want to know?

You had no idea what you wanted.

Carole takes you back home with her. She doesn’t ask you anything, and you’re thankful for it.

Maybe one day you can actually let him go.

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I Was Made For Lovin’ You, Baby (chapters 3 and 4) ♡.｡.:*

a/n: heyy! just an fyi, this fic is not exactly following the timeline. and also, in case you didn’t see my poll, i’m going to be posting two chapters in one post as often as possible. i’m going start a weekly posting schedule for this fic if that makes sense lol. so the next time i will (try to) post will be next thursday! enjoy! xx

word count: 3.1k

C H A P T E R  T H R E E

“You want toast, Holly?” Nancy asked the tiny girl at the table. “No? Okay..” She smiled softly. It was the next morning. Everleigh still hadn’t heard from Melanie so she figured she wanted to be alone. She had already finished breakfast, now waiting for Tina to pick her up. Nancy was going in Steve’s car, since he invited her and why not go with Tina and Vicki? Hopefully Melanie will be there too, but she forgot to ask T. Everleigh had called her this morning, but no one answered. Mike left early on his bike to meet with his friends and Mr. Clarke. Then, there was a honk outside. 

“Bye mom! Bye Holly. Bye Nance.” The girl waved, smiling. She walked out the door, her bag slung over one shoulder. Tina was outside with Vicki in the passenger seat and Melanie was sat in the back along with Carol. Now Everleigh didn’t have too much against Carol, but they just didn’t get along so well. It was weird being around her and they didn’t have similar interests. Everleigh looked over at Tina signaling to Carol who was chewing gum obnoxiously and picking at her nails. Tina mouthed “Sorry, V wanted her to come”. Everleigh nodded and opened the car door, while Melanie moved into the middle seat, smiling at her. Everleigh got in and took her backpack off.

“Morningg!” She smiled. “Hey, Ev!” Everyone cheered- Carol was a little less happy. Everleigh turned to look at Melanie while Tina began driving. She didn’t know if Mel told the other girls about being stood up (again) so she mouthed “Hey, you okay?” Melanie nodded. “They know, it’s alright Ev. But I’m okay. I think I’m going to break up with him today.” She announced sadly. Everleigh nodded along with the other girls. “I mean, what has he really done for you anyways?” Tina asked rhetorically. Vicki nodded, pointing her manicured finger at Tina. “True. He hasn’t even taken you out on a proper date. I mean, you are DATING. Not just friends with an extra smooch on the side.” Vicki rolled her eyes.

The girls continued chatting and cheering Melanie up until they arrived in the school parking lot. They all got out, grabbing their bags. “We still have a while until class starts.” Tina informed everyone, looking at the black and gold watch on her wrist. “We can just chill here for a bit.” The girls leaned against Tina’s car, gossiping. “I’m excited for your annual Halloween bash coming up, T. You always have the best parties.” Everleigh gushed. It was true. Tina always had the best parties with the most drama. Tina smiled back. “Me too! I think I’m gonna be Madonna this year.”

The girls began talking about what they wanted to be for Halloween while waiting to go inside. “V, you got gum? I finished mine yesterday.” Everleigh asked, pouting. Vicki was the type of girl who always had everything in her bag. Whether it be tissues, gum, lipgloss, and basically anything that wasn’t school related. She nodded, pulling a pack out of her bag. She handed one to each of the girls (besides Carol who was smacking hers away like a cow chewing grass), everyone saying “Thank you.” 

While the girls were discussing cheer tryouts which was the following day, they perked up, hearing loud music blaring. A blue camaro pulled into the parking lot across from Tina’s spot. Which was… Everleigh’s normal spot. She scoffed, not being able to complain because she didn’t bring her car that day. A tall boy with a dirty blonde mullet and drop dead gorgeous blue eyes opened the front door of the car, stepping out. He was beautiful to say the least. Everyone’s eyes were on him. Now normally, as a fashion addict, Everleigh hated denim over denim and had never seen anyone look good in it. But this kid rocked it.

He looked around the parking lot with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. A small redhead girl, Everleigh noticed, got out of the backseat with a skateboard in hand and skated away. The boy shut the door and strutted confidently towards the school. The girls’ gaze were watching him like predators feasting on prey. He was attractive, Everleigh could admit. He looked full of himself too. Her clean brows raised in amusement and chuckled dryly. “Who is that?” Vicki asked, in a trance. “I have no idea..” Tina replied, twirling her curly dark hair. “But would you check out that ass?” She glanced at Everleigh who just rolled her eyes smiling playfully. “Look at it go!” Tina chuckled.

Melanie was the only one not staring. She couldn’t. She never did anyways when her friends pointed out attractive guys out of respect for Carl. This new kid didn’t look like her type anyways. Everleigh noticed this and placed a hand on her shoulder in understanding. 

The bell rang and everyone was sat in first period. Everleigh was once again alone without her friend to talk to. She sighed as Mr. Mundy began taking attendance. “William Hargrove?” He called. So that was the new kid’s name. Just then, the door opened to reveal the star of the show. The girls in the room sat up straighter, including Tina who glanced over at Everleigh wiggling her eyebrows. She mouthed an “as if” and scoffed in response, smiling. “Here.” He spoke. “You’re late on your first day, Hargrove. Not a good look.” Mr. Mundy replied, his brows raised and making a “tch” noise with his mouth. 

“Well, sir. I didn’t know where to go, since it’s my first day.” William said, his hands in his pockets. “Alright, fine, William. You may sit..” Mr. Mundy looked over the class, everyone hoping he would tell him to sit with them. “It’s Billy.” The boy responded, clearing his throat. “Okay.. Billy. You can sit over there next to Everleigh Wheeler. Raise your hand, Everleigh.” 

Well. This is great. Everleigh raised her hand. Billy walked over and dropped into the desk, throwing his backpack on the floor, sending her a wink with a smirk. She’d never admit it, but she felt butterflies in her stomach swirling around. She turned around to the window resting chin on her hand, waiting for class to officially start.

Once Mr. Mundy explained what he was going to teach, Everleigh leaned over to her pink backpack and pulled out a spiral notebook with a large pencil case. She grabbed a black pen with a few highlighters and began taking notes. She was writing something from the board when she felt a light tap on her arm. “Do you have a pencil?” Billy whispered. “It’s your first day and you didn’t bring a pencil?” Everleigh asked. Billy shrugged. She sighed and grabbed a pink pencil. She offered it to him in which he declined, chuckling softly. “A normal pencil, if you have one.”

She turned back and grabbed a freshly sharpened No. 2 pencil and gave it to him which he took this time. “Thanks, doll.” He smiled. Huh. That’s odd. Why did her face feel hot all of a sudden? Was it hot in here or what? She nodded, turning away again. She continued her notes until she felt another tap on her shoulder again. She turned to face a waiting Billy. “What’s your name, sweetheart?”

“Everleigh.” She replied simply. Mr. Mundy just said her name a few minutes ago, but hey, who is she to judge? She forgets things all the time. He nodded, looking back to the board, deciding to leave her alone for now. She turned away as well, but thinking. She looked over at him again. “Can I see your schedule?” She asked, holding her hand out.

“Why, you wanna stalk me or somethin’?” He joked, smirking. She put her hand back where it was before. “Don’t be so full of yourself, Hargrove.” She smiled, turning away to listen to Mr. Mundy. He chuckled softly. 

By the time she knew it, class was over and it was lunch time. Everleigh packed up her stuff and walked out with Tina, Billy following behind. And into the large cafeteria they went.

Like first period, but much worse, the cafeteria was horribly loud. Everleigh sat at the ‘popular’ table, so things were always interesting there. Tina and Everleigh walked to their normal seats and said hello to everyone. “Did you see the new boy? He’s hot!” A girl named Avery giggled. No one really liked Avery, she just sat with the cool kids because she was dating one of the boys on the soccer team and then made a big scene breaking up with him at one of Tina’s parties.

Everleigh looked around the table for Melanie, but she wasn’t there. She looked towards the entrance of the cafeteria and right when she was going to turn around, Billy walked in. He moved with such confidence, like Hawkins could never be good enough for him. Avery squealed which made the boys at the table groan. The girls on the other hand like Tina and Vicki watched closely. Carol looked too, but she couldn’t look too hard because she was still dating Tommy H who sat next to her.

Everleigh began to worry when there was no sign of Melanie. “I’m gonna go find Mel.” She announced, grabbing her stuff and leaving the table. Everyone nodded. She left the cafeteria and looked for Melanie. She checked the bathrooms first. No one. Which meant she was probably outside. Melanie never smoked a lot but she always did when she was upset. In the same spot as always. Everleigh walked outside behind the bleachers and just as she thought, Melanie was crying while smoking a cigarette. 

“Oh, Mel..” Everleigh walked over to the girl pulling her into a hug and allowing her to cry into her shoulder. Ignoring the smell of smoke which she hates, Everleigh comforted her friend wordlessly. “I-I want to break up with him n-now but I just don’t know how..” Melanie choked out. “It’s okay, I’ll be there with you.” Melanie nodded. Melanie never let Everleigh go. And she was fine with that. “I think I want to do it now. But I don’t want to hurt his feelings.” Melanie pulled away, wiping her tears. Her mascara was ruined and her nose was red. 

“Okay, we can do that. Let’s just fix you up first, mkay?” Everleigh consoled, rubbing her arm up and down. Melanie nodded again. Everleigh wrapped her arm around the girl to her shoulder, still rubbing as they walked to the bathrooms. They walked in and Everleigh pulled out a pink and white makeup pouch. She grabbed makeup wipes and wiped her face. She reapplied Melanie’s mascara and her blush. The makeup brushes felt comforting to Melanie which helped her tears stop forming. “Done. You wanna wait a bit or go now?” Everleigh questioned. Melanie straightened her shoulders “Now.”

Everleigh nodded, before she could say anything, Melanie grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the cafeteria. Everleigh stumbled, clutching her backpack in her hand. Melanie stomped to the table where Carl was seated, which Billy was at as well. Melanie let go of Everleigh’s hand, now shy all of a sudden. “We’re breaking up, Carl.” She told him quietly. Carl’s face scrunched up. “Excuse me?” He stood up, angry. His fists clenched into balls. Everleigh felt a rush over her. She stepped in front of her friend.

“You heard her. You treat her like she’s not worth your time. One second you’re telling her how much you love her and the next, you’re standing her up. Where were you last night, huh?” Everleigh folded her arms, scolding Carl like a small child. He deflated, not knowing how to respond. Everyone was looking now. Even Billy. His brows raised in amusement. Everleigh slung her bag over her shoulder. Tina stood up as well. “She’s too good for you. Melanie has always been too good but you’re just to blind to see it.” She spat. Carl stood, frozen. He slowly sat back down, speechless. 

“I’m sorry.” Melanie apologized. Tina and Everleigh smacked their foreheads mentally. Why was she apologizing? Melanie never did anything wrong. It was all in her head. “You can leave now.” Everleigh sarcastically smiled, pointing behind her with her thumb. Carl cursed under his breath, but walked away with his stuff nonetheless. Melanie sat down, huffing out a breath of air she didn’t know she was holding in. Then the usual topics were discussed once again. Like nothing happened.

“I think I’m going to hand out my party flyers tomorrow.” Tina announced. “A party, you say?” Billy spoke out of nowhere. All heads turned to him. “Yeah. I host Halloween and Christmas parties every year. They’re pretty packed.” She explained, happily speaking to him. “So like, will there be booze?” He asked, smirking that stupid smirk. “Duh,” Tina laughed along with some other people there. “Hm.” He hummed. 

Then Everleigh brought up cheer tryouts tomorrow. This was always the worst part of the year (besides tests). Cheer tryouts are always full and Everleigh always feels bad saying no to people. “I think I’m going to try out.” Vicki told Everleigh. “You should, V! You’d be a great cheerleader.” Everleigh complimented in which Vicki smiled. “Yo, Billy.” Tommy pat his hand on Billy’s shoulder. “Speaking of tryouts, basketball tryouts are after school tomorrow. You going?” He asked. “Yeah,” Billy dryly responded.  The girls at the table all shared a look. Billy on the basketball team? They were head over heels already.

Billy was gossiping about everyone in his head. Every girl seated with him was stuck up and rich. Considering Everleigh’s popularity, which he could tell she definitely had from all the stares from the boys in first period, he would eventually want to mess around with her. These boys weren’t special.. Or really good enough to be his friends, in his opinion. But this was the best he could get for now. 

“Oh my God. Justin wants to ask out Wendy.” Vicki said changed the subject. “Justin told his best friend Paul who told Randy who told his girlfriend Marge who told Riley who told me.” The girls gasped. “Wait, but I thought Wendy just got dumped?” Everleigh questioned, confused. The girls spoke about drama as they normally did and the boys discussed basketball tryouts.

C H A P T E R  F O U R

Now it was sixth period. P.E could either be really fun or terribly hard. For example, dodgeball. Everleigh always thought she looked like a chicken whenever she ran without pom poms in her hands. And she had a horrible aim. But on the other hand, volleyball was the best. She loved teaming up with her friends and beating the other side. Today was basketball, which makes sense because tryouts were tomorrow and Coach probably wanted to see what he would be working with. 

Everleigh walked into the girls locker room with Vicki and Tina. “E, I don’t think anyone hates the uniforms as much as you.” Vicki joked. Everleigh giggled in response. “They’re so ugly. It looks like something a 40-year old man would wear.” She made an ick expression. While the three of them were changing and chatting, Carol came into the room (late, of course) and grabbed onto Vicki’s arm. “Girl, mister hot stuff is in this class.” She boasted. ‘Hot stuff’ was probably referring to the new kid, Billy.

“You’re awfully excited for someone who’s been taken since the seventh grade.” Everleigh teased. But Carol ignored her comment and continued talking to Vicki. “He’s already out there playing against Harrington. He looks really good.” She smacked her gum as she spoke. Tina wiggled her eyebrows. Everleigh and Tina were more practical when it came to relationships, but they loved to talk about boys without full seriousness. 

Once everyone was all finished changing, Everleigh walked with Tina to the bleachers until further instruction. “Ooh, Carol wasn’t wrong. He does look fabulous.” Tina gushed, passing her lipgloss to you. Everleigh nodded, reapplying her lipgloss, not knowing how to respond. He looked alright. “Did you see Mel after the breakup? I haven’t seen her since lunch.” Tina turned to ask. Everleigh shook her head. “I think she called her mom to pick her up. Ugh, Carl is such an idiot. He never deserved her in the first place. I told her that too, but she didn’t want to listen.” She explained. 

“Yeah, I don’t really know what she saw in him. He’s such a momma’s boy also. He would probably marry her if he could.” Tina cringed, making the two of you laugh. Everleigh looked as Billy played against Steve. Speaking of Steve, she definitely wanted to know more about him and Nancy. “Is that a six pack?” Tina pointed out. “It’s getting hot in here.” She fanned herself with her hand. Everleigh grinned cheekily and fanned her with both hands. She giggled and raised her hand. “Coach!”

Coach J turned around from the boys and raised an eyebrow. “Yes, Tina?” He asked. “When can we play?” She questioned. “No!” She chuckled, hitting her arm. “T, I’m terrible at basketball.” She whined, pouting. Tina laughed evilly. “Whenever these guys finish.” Coach J replied in a loud tone. “Great, we don’t have to do anything till next week.” Everleigh joked. 

Billy pushed Steve onto the gym floor, creating a loud thud. There was a collection of “ooh”’s in the room. “Uh, correct me if I’m wrong, but that’s considered a foul right?” Everleigh questioned. Tina nodded, speechless. But no one called anything. Steve just got back up to follow Billy and his team. “Guess not.” Tina shrugged. “Wanna skip? This is sooo boring.” She suggested. “Alright!” Everleigh grabbed her fluffy backpack and followed Tina down the bleachers. “Coach! Can we go to the bathroom?” Everleigh asked. “Uh, sure, but why are you bringing your stuff?” Coach J asked.

“Lady products.” Tina quipped. The coach asked no further questions and waved the girls off. The two walked through the halls chatting. “Oh, by the way,” Tina started. “You remember Susan the Slut?” She asked. “Ugh, yeah. She was the worst.” Everleigh rolled her eyes. Susan would date almost any boy she saw, tell them she was madly in love, bring them to her bed, and then accuse them of cheating. And as for the girls, she always had enemies and talked crap for no reason. “She’s moving back to Hawkins next week, I think.”

a/n: just a heads up, susan is going to be the absolute worst. i didnt edit this btw oopsies. love ya! :)

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3 | Letters From the Living

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Summary: You've always loved journaling. It's a hobby you keep even after the world turns upside down.

Pairings: Daryl Dixon × Reader

Pronouns Used: None

Word Count: 1,830

Warnings: Death, typical twd stuff

A/N: Ty @stqrluvr for proofreading ily sm!

It’s been about two weeks since my last entry. I’m sorry, but we haven’t found a single place for shelter and, no offense, I don’t really want the group knowing I have you. I know for a fact some would snoop. Especially Jen. There isn’t much to tell you, we’re hungry, and we’re traveling slowly. Anyways, I’m exhausted, so goodnight. I’ll write to you if something happens or I get bored. Bye.

Glenn, Maggie, Hershel, Beth, Rick, Lori, Carl, Carol, T-Dog, Carol, Sophia, Jenny

It’s been three weeks (I think) since my last entry. Nothing new, but I’m bored. It’s starting to get chilly. I’m really nervous for winter. What the hell are we gonna do when it snows?? I don’t even want to think about it… Jenny and Beth have been talking a lot. They seem to have become best friends very quickly. I honestly thought Sophia would be mad about it, but she seems preoccupied with Carl. I think she has a crush on him. Speaking of crushes… I think I have one on Daryl Dixon. I think he has one on Carol. I’m trying not to be sad about it but sometimes I think they can tell. I’ve sorta been trying to distance myself from everyone. I want to avoid close relationships if possible so that I won’t be so upset when they die. Okay, this has gotten depressing. I’m going to bed.

Same survivors.

It’s been a while. Not sure how long exactly, but it’s winter. It has been for a couple of weeks. Today we had the first snowfall. The kids were ecstatic. All of us adults are worried. I’m honestly terrified that one of us is going to get frostbite and die at night when no one knows and then they’ll turn into a walker and they’ll kill us all. Dude. I need to chill. What is wrong with me???? I think I need to go on a run at a CBD store. One of those ones that sells delta 8 or 9 or something. Joking. I don’t know why I clarified I was joking. I mean… you’re me. I’m you. You knew I was joking. How silly of me. Okay. That was the update. I’m going crazy. Bye.

Same survivors.

Lori is so pregnant. Her belly is fucking humongous. Pregnancy is crazy (emphasis on the a in crazy). Anywho, guess what I did today? You’ll never guess!! I went hunting with Daryl Dixon! I’m squealing. He’s so kind (to me, not to rabbits, dear lord that man is NOT kind to rabbits). I love him. Well, I don’t LOVE him but I love him, you know? Yeah, you know. Sometimes when I’m writing this I feel like a high schooler again. This is one of those times.

On a more serious note, it’s been a while since I last wrote. So long that it is now spring and the snow is melting. The winter was rough. We barely had enough food, and I think we all had a few brushes with death. To be honest, I forgot about you for a bit. Everything was stressing me out and I was going nuts trying to distance myself from people I should be pulling closer. Daryl helped me see that. He pulled me aside one day and said “What the hell is wrong with you? You used to be all… nice and talkative and now you’re all meh!” Okay he didn’t say those EXACT words but that’s what I heard. I’m reading in between the lines. Oh dear I have to go, Jenny wants me to do her hair.

Same survivors.

I went hunting with Daryl again. It was romantic. Nothing like watching a man sniff things and listening to him yell at you for stepping on a twig and scaring birds. He can yell at me all he wants as long as he looks at me with those beautiful eyes afterward. Ugh. I would write down my real thoughts about him if I weren’t so terrified someone will find this… they’re mostly rated R if you know what I mean. Okay, enough sillyness. Everyone is doing good. Daryl has been going hunting a lot, he either goes alone or with Rick or I. Usually me (suck on that rick). I’m starting to think perhaps he does have a crush on me. I love saying crush. It makes me feel like a kid, I giggle to myself everytime I write it down. We’re all doing pretty well. Lori is still very pregnant. Okay, gotta go, bye.

Same Survivors

We found somewhere!!! Rick and Daryl were out hunting when they came across a prison!!! We cleared out a cellblock and we’re gonna stay here for a while. I really think this could be good. Clearing out the cellblock was tricky though. We almost lost Maggie and Hershel got bit. Rick cut off his leg and he’s been doing okay, he hasn’t woken up though. Also, there were 5 prisoners in the cafeteria (which we also cleared) who were waiting for help. They didn’t even know about walkers. Can you believe that?

Anyways, Jen and I have our own cell (with mattresses!!!) It's nice. I have the bottom bunk, she has the top. Speaking of Jenny, she’s really happy I think. She’s been talking to Beth a lotttt. I think she has a thing for her, not gonna lie. I’m just happy she’s happy. She’s been taking everything better than expected. I’ve been trying to teach her more about firearms and stuff. I want her to be prepared if the time ever comes where she’s separated from me. Obviously, I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure that doesn’t happen but you never know. Anyways, I’m exhausted, I’ll write to you later.

Same Survivors

Some bad news and some good news. Hershel woke up, and he’s all well. But T-Dog and Carol are dead. They got locked in a cell block full of walkers. I haven’t really written much about it but Carol was my best friend. I’m devastated. Sophia is sleeping in Jenny’s bed now and Jenny is sharing mine with me. I’m doing my best to help her cope but she isn’t taking this well. She started calling me Mom/Dad and it’s almost like she doesn’t even remember Carol ever existing in the first place. I’m worried. Daryl isn’t taking the news well either. I’m pretty sure I’m the only one who can see that. Also, Lori died giving birth. Carl had to kill her. Rick is taking it awfully. The baby, whom we’ve named little asskicker, is alive and well, thank god. Anyways, I have to go, Jen is about to come in for bed.

Rick, Carl, Hershel, Maggie, Beth, Glenn, Jenny, Sophia, Little Asskicker

Rick is going crazy. He cleared an entire cellblock on his own. I’m really worried for him. And now that I’m the only adult with a kid (Jen isn’t even my kid, she’s just my sister) who’s sane, everyone is dropping their kids with me. I now have two mattresses on the floor of my cellblock where Carl and baby Judith (Little asskicker) sleep next to Sophia. Jenny brought them in here, I think she was tired of sharing with me. Thankfully, Beth takes care of Judith during the day and Daryl usually watches over Carl. But I’m still taking care of Sophia and Jen 24/7. I have to go, it’s lunchtime!

Same survivors.

You’ll never guess what Daryl found. He found Carol. Alive and well. She locked herself in a closet after T-Dog died. He saw her knife in a walker and I guess he just had a bad idea about it all. Sophia was so happy, so am I. I’m not kidding when I say it’s only a few hours after I wrote my last entry. I have to go now.

Same Survivors

If you’re standing up while reading this, sit down. The past few days have been a lot. Maggie and Glenn were kidnapped by Merle Dixon, you might remember him from the quarry, he’s Daryl’s brother. We know this because a woman named Michonne showed up at the prison gates and told us she witnessed it. She showed us where the place they were taken was (it’s a town, a whole town, called Woodboury.) While rescuing them, Daryl and I were kidnapped. Daryl and Merle were thrown into an arena and basically forced to fight to the death. Then Daryl came and broke me out.

We walked for a while before I realized that we weren’t going back to the prison. They weren’t going to return to the group and just decided not to tell me? Daryl promised once they found us some shelter he would bring me back, I believe him, but Merle was being an ass. We came across a group and Daryl helped them (it was really hot) and then Merle started being the racist asshole he is and I shit you not, with one look, Daryl and I just turned away from him and started walking away. We made it back to the prison and we locked Merle up.

Anyways, when we got to the prison, the Governor from Woodboury had just left. There were walkers everywhere. Axel, one of the prisoners who were already at the prison, died. We’re all safe, for now. The group is divided, some think we should leave and the rest of us think we should stand our ground. I’m not sure what’s going to happen to us.

On a different note (I know, this entry is long as fuck), Daryl and I kissed. When he broke me out of Woodboury he kissed me. And we held hands. And I’m very happy. He makes me feel so safe. Ugh. It’s disgusting. Okay. Bye.

Same Survivors

So… a lot happened. Long story short, we met up with the governor and he wanted Michonne. We decided not to give her over but then Merle took things into his own hands and brought her, he changed his mind halfway through but he was killed. The Governor then swarmed the prison, but we scared them and when his army refused to return, he started killing them. We went back to Woodboury to get the citizens and take them into the prison. There we found Andrea bitten. We held hands and cried like little bitches. She apologized to us and then killed herself. It hasn’t really sunk in, but I think the fact that I already grieved her once is going to help.

Since we have too many people for me to write down.. instead of me just saying “same survivors”, I’m going to start putting the names of anyone who died at the bottom.

Also, Daryl and I kissed again. And we fell asleep in a watch tower together. It was really sweet. Best I’ve slept in a while. I really like him. Okay. Bye.

Same Survivors

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There's A Band At The Bar (That I'm Dying To See)

For @steddieholidaydrabbles warm up prompt: high school/college au

Rating: T

Word count: 963

Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Corroded Coffin (mentioned), Hellfire Club (mentioned)

Cw: Implied/Rferenced Underage Drinking

Tags: High School au, Self-Appointed Designated Driver Steve Harrington, Joyriding, Queer Steve Harrington, Queer Eddie Munson, Miscommunication, First Kiss, Getting Together, Temporary Amnesia.

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It took him upwards of an hour, but Steve finally tracked Munson down in the alley outside of The Hideout. Checking his watch, he cursed at how close he was cutting it.

"C'mon, Munson, do you have the goods or not? I don't have all night!"

"Hold your horses there big boy, I've got it right here. What's the rush anyways, you got a hot date or something?" Eddie knew poking the bear was a bad idea, especially when said bear was the king of the school, but if Eddie was known for one thing it was his love for bad ideas.

"Not that it's any of your business," Steve huffed, lighting the smoke he'd pulled from his back pocket while Eddie had been taunting him, "but I've got my eye on someone in the band."

Eddie smirked at that, shaking his head in faux disappointment. "For shame, Harrington! Leave some for the rest of us, will you?"

Steve smiled around his cigarette. "Nah," he eyed Eddie up and down, "I don't think I will."

Ducking his head to try and hide his flushed face, Eddie groused, "Do you want the fake or not man, I thought you were on a time crunch?"

"I am," Steve replied flippantly, "though it won't be the end of the world if plan A doesn't work out." He added, pulling a set of keys from his pocket. Keys that obviously belonged to the most expensive car in all of Hawkins, Richard Harrington's 1957 Cadillac Coupe Deville.

The wolf whistle Eddie let out caught Steve off guard, but thankfully not enough for him to lose his composure. He stomped out the butt of his smoke as he pocketed the keys once more.

"So, what d'ya say Munson. I've got the agreed cash on me for the fake, but if that's not enough we could take this baby," his hand shifted in his pocket and the metal flashed as it caught the dim light overhead, "out for a spin later?"

Eddie had to shake his head and clear his throat a few times before he could respond, but when he finally felt like his brain could function properly, he gave an enthusiastic yes and handed over Steve's shiny new fake ID.

He'd done his best to make it as accurate as possible, even taking the extra time to get information from Harrington's drivers licence to get the height and birthday as accurate as possible. It was some of his best work, if he does say so himself.

As Steve started jogging away, Eddie called out a 'good luck' in farewell before disappearing through the back entry of The Hideout to do any last minute tweaks to his look before his performance.

Friday night was a blur of booze and music- playing, flirting, and laughing the night away- but Eddie was certain it was the best he'd ever performed. However, he couldn't remember a lot of the details after said performance.

He knew there was a cute guy who couldn't take his eyes off Eddie the whole night, and he vaguely recalled a joyride in an insanely expensive and ridiculously fancy car, but that's about it.

So imagine his surprise when Monday rolled around and he found himself in the company of King Steve himself, willingly sitting with the freaks and geeks of Hawkins High as though it was the norm, despite the bewildered looks Tommy and Carol kept throwing his way from their Royal lunch table amongst the rest of the nobility.

Even queerer, Steve was not only being simply civil but downright nice! Kind, even! He laughed at Eddie's jokes, even the ones that Hellfire didn't find funny. He paid attention to the conversation and asked thoughtful and in depth questions about even the nerdiest of their interests.

Eddie spends the rest of the school day, and each one after that week, feeling like he'd stepped into the twilight zone.

By Friday, his curiosity finally won out. Eddie wanted answers, dammit! And he was gonna get them!

So when lunch rolled around that day, he asked to speak to Steve in private, and dragged him out to the picnic bench in the woods. Eddie attempted to interrogate him, and Steve just restated that he was interested in someone at their table.

When Eddie didn't seem to get it, Steve started to describe this mystery person of his. They were loud and passionate and brave and nerdy. They liked metal and Dnd. They had the cutest dimples and this laugh that rung through any room as clear as a bell no matter how crowded. They were in a band. They were in Eddie's band.

If Eddie didn't know better, he'd think Steve was describing him, but- oh holy shit.

Suddenly last Friday seemed to come into focus for the first time in Eddie's mind. Steve, crowding himself up against the front of the stage, watching Corroded Coffin with rapt attention. Steve, congratulating the band on a stellar performance. Steve, chatting and laughing and flirting with Eddie. Steve, taking Eddie out for a joyride in his Daddy's car. Steve, driving Eddie home. Steve leaning over to kiss him on the cheek before letting him climb out. Steve, waiting until he knew Eddie had made it into the trailer safe and sound before leaving.

"Oh holy shit."

"Yeah," Steve said, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Eddie breathed in awe.

Steve, despite having prepared several speeches with lengthy explanations, simply shrugs and goes with, "You didn't bring it up, and I didn't wanna push."

Eddie couldn't help that he melted just a little bit at that. But who wouldn't? So he did what any logical person would.

He pulled Steve forward and kissed him silly.

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[crustless-toast]

Flower

Daryl Dixon x F! Reader

WARNING: fluff

Word count: 1.3k

Summary: they've been together since the farm. They now have a home in Alexandria. Excited to have a fresh start and a new future. So Daryl decides to ask her to marry him.

Enjoy ♡♡

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They've been by each other's side since the farm. If one wanted to go looking for Sofia, then the other went along. Hardly leaving without the other one with them. 

She really only went with him just to bother him. She thought he was too stubborn, too uptight for her liking. So she made it her mission to try and get him more relaxed around others. Smile more, even. 

It started out as a friendship. Always looking out for each other. Always looking FOR each other. But when the walkers came and took the farm, she knew she cared about him far more than a friend. 

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She sat in the bed of the truck as t-dog drove away from the place she thought was safe. Where she thought a future was with them. She didnt care what he and Lori were talking about. She only cared about whether he was safe. If he was alive. 

No he's alive, she told herself,  I know he is.

When the truck stopped on the highway, where Sophia got lost, (Y/N) jumped out, quickly getting to the others. Everyone was hugging, happy to see each other but there was one person she couldn't see. Her heart began to hurt and eyes filled with tears. 

A moment of silence went by. Once everyone got a chance to look around. To see who they lost. Everyone was collecting themselves. Taking in what just happened. Until she heard the familiar sound of a motorcycle in the distance. She watched as it appeared through the cars. 

She smiled as Daryl got off his bike without a scratch on him. 

She didn't think, she just ran to him. He wasn't prepared for her to jump in his arms. She just couldn't help herself as her arms tighten around his neck. Calming herself down with the feel of him in her arms.

She laughed softly in his neck, tears falling down her cheeks and hitting his neck, "Don't scare me like that again." 

He wrapped one arm around her. Gripping her shirt, fingers squeezing the material tightly, "Sorry."

He too was scared that she was taken by the walkers. Worried filled his chest as he looked for her at the farm until it was too overrun to even tell where anyone went. He knew she was smart to go with someone. So he left, saving Carol along the way. Heading to the highway. And when he saw her, a weight was lifted off his shoulders.

They were glad that the other was safe.

Later that night, when everyone was in the open, trying to sleep, Daryl and (Y/N) stepped away from the others. Keeping watch. The walked the area in silence, side by side.

She decided to break the silence, "When I didn't see you with the others, my heart stopped ya know." 

He looked at her, chewing his lip. Chest tightening, breath quickening.

She steps in front of him, “I don’t wanna feel that way again,” she whispers.

He nods, looking down at her, “Me either.” 

She places her hand at the base of his neck, feeling his pauls beneath her fingers. She looks into his soft eyes, looking into his eyes as she leans up. Giving a chance to pull away if he didn’t want this. His breath stopped when he felt her warm lips on his. Bringing warmth to his cold body.  

She pulls away and looks at him with a warm smile. He doesn’t look away from her bright eyes. Her eyes that he looks for every day. He craves more of her lips. Grabbing a hold of her cheeks, sending a shiver down her spine from the coldness of his fingers. He kisses her once more, with more need. With more emotion than the first time. 

And that was the first of many kisses that they chose to share with one another. They shared more as the months went on. Little touches of the hands, brushes of their lips and warmth of their bodies. Now they are at a place that is safe, a place called Alexandria. 

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“Daryl, come on! We gotta get going before it’s too late!” She shouts into their home.

Not a moment later, he comes walking up the stairs from the basement. His crossbow in one hand and a bag in the other. 

“ ‘m comin, jeeze,” He growls as he follows her outside. Heading to their car for the trip. 

Rick was standing by the car, talking to Glenn. He looks over once he notices the couple, “What took you so long?” 

“Ask the princess over here. He’s the one that took the longest,” (Y/N) jokes as she throws her bag in the backseat. 

Daryl shrugs, raises his arms at her silly little joke. 

She hops in the car as Rick shows Daryl where they're gonna be heading for today. Once they were ready, they were off to go scavenge. 

(Y/N) reaches in the back for her bag, bringing it to her lap. Daryl watches in the corner of his eye as she pulls out a CD. One that he hates hearing on almost every trip. 

“No, please, no,” He begs. 

She smiles at him as she slips in the CD. With a push of the button, Katy Perry starts playing. She sings along to Teen Age Dream, drumming her fingers to the beat. 

“Come on, Daryl! You know you’re my teenage dream,” She laughs. 

Every time they are out of the walls, she’s always the one to keep the mood bright. No matter what. It makes Daryl feel better about coming out here. It was never dull when she was around. It was always bright. 

Once they made it to their designated spot, they left the car, hidden away from others, and went on foot the rest of the way. 

She walks a little fast when she saw a flower that caught her eyes. Grabbing the pretty wild daisy and smelling it. 

Walking backwards as she talks to Daryl, “Ya know, when I was little and when I had a crush, I’d take a random flower on my way home from school and play a little game. It’s called ‘he loves me, he loves me not’. Of course everytime I do it, it ends with ‘he loves me not’ and i’d give up on that boy.” 

Daryl shakes his head, chuckling, “That’s that stupidest thing i’ve ever heard.” 

She laughs, “Alright, let’s see what the flower says about you.” 

She walks forward and starts plucking each petal, “He loves me. He loves me not.” 

All the way till there was one petal left, “He loves me not.” 

Stopping in her tracks, she gives him a pouted look, “Told ya. Every time and maybe the flowers  right about you.” 

“Ya really gonna listen to a flower?” Daryl knew she was messing with him, but wanted to play along.

“It never lies to me,” She continues walking ahead of him while he stays where he is, “I guess you really don’t love me, huh. It’s okay though. I guess we can still be friends. But I will say, I am gonna miss the hand holding and the massages. Oh, and I can’t forget about the sex. God, that was to die for.” She laughs to herself, but stops when she didn’t hear his footsteps 

When she turned around to see where he was, her heart pounded in her chest so hard, it was hard to breathe. Tears filled her eyes at what she saw. 

Daryl, on one knee with a ring in his hand. Reaching out to her, “The flowers lying to ya, sweetheart,”

She walks to him, as tears follow down her face. 

The sun shining in his eyes, making him squinting up at her, “Marry me?” 

She smiles so bright, nodding, “Yes!” 

He places the ring on her finger. Once he finally sees the ring on her hand, he couldn’t help himself but to kiss her with so much love. It makes her laugh with happiness. 

Daryl Dixon never believed he had a future with anyone. Even before the world ended. But now he knows that she was meant for him. 

[gwendolynemaxine]

this story is a circle.

edgar  allan  poe  ♡  the  virgin  suicides  //  jeffrey  eugenides  ♡  portrait  of  the  artist  as  a  young  corpse  //  heather  o’neill  ♡  annabelle  lee  //  edgar  allan  poe  ♡  ron  marz  ♡  a  few  more  last  words  //  g.r.r.  martin  ♡  comic  book  marketplace  //  arnold  t.  blumberg  ♡  jonathan  lethem  ♡  death,  disablity,  &  the  superhero  :  the  silver  age  &  beyond  //  jose  alaniz  ♡  oresteia  //  robert  icke  ♡  deathless  //  catherynne  m.  valente  ♡  bigger  than  the  whole  sky  //  t. S.  ♡  blonde  //  joyce  carol  oates

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if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @iamburdened - thanks so much!! ♡

Daryl Dixon x she/her!reader

spoilers: set in season 3, references to previous locations

Soft Spot For Ya

Rounding the corner to the only available cell in the block, you throw your bag onto the top bunk.

“Oh, I am totally taking the top bunk, you can kiss my sugar coated ass!” You cheer, looking over your shoulder at Daryl as you climb up the ladder to the second bunk. Your best friend chuckles and shakes his head, dumping his bag on the second bunk.

“Back in a room with you again, as if the end o’ the world couldnt get any worse!” Daryl teases as he sits down on the bunk beneath you.

Gasping, you lean over your bunk to smack him in the head with a pillow.

“Hey, dont be an ass! I am your absolute favourite roommate!”

Daryl rolls his eyes. “Sure ya are.”

You lie back on your bunk with your arms behind your head, smiling up at the ceiling. “If you actually disliked me, Im sure you would’ve kicked me out of your tent, or off of your part of the farm - all this evidence is against you mister, you sure you wanna take this case to court?”

Daryl sighs in defeat. “Alright alright, I get it, I got a soft spot for ya.”

This was a statement that Daryl realised to be true the day he met you. Back at the quarry, while Daryl was out on a hunt, he found you wandering the woods all on your own. You had no weapons and barely any food or water in your bag. When he asked you how you’d made it that far, you smiled bigger than he’d seen anyone smile since the world changed, and you said “Just kept running!”

He led you back to the camp, and as soon as the two of you cleared the trees, Shane dropped whatever was in his hands and marched over, shaking his head.

“Naw, we dont jus’ let anyone stay here.”

Naturally, you had an immediate disliking to Shane, considering he barely glanced at you, let alone introduced himself. Your smile fell from your face, and you stayed quiet, not out of fear, but just to observe the situation for a little longer to figure out the dynamic of this group.

Daryl’s gestures to you. “I’ll take full responsibility for ‘er. She was out there completely by herself, she aint got nobody, ya shouldnt turn her away man.”

You smiled kindly at Daryl to thank him in a way that wouldnt disturb the conversation, and he nodded back at you in reply. Shane’s next words tore your smile from your face yet again.

“Oh, and I ‘spose her life’s been saved by some piece of shit redneck?” He seethed, taking a step closer to Daryl. It fascinated you that nobody else in the group tried to prevent this. Clearly Shane’s reign of aggression had everyone under submission, except for Daryl, and then, you.

You frowned, bravely standing slightly in front of Daryl. “Hey! Dont talk to him like that!”

Shane shook his head at you, laughing without humour. “Oh, naw, see you dont get to speak to me, you aint one of us!”

You throw your arms in the air, making big gestures as you let him have a piece of your mind. “I dont give a flying fuck if you consider me as part of your group, the fact is I’ve been here two whole minutes and in that time all you’ve done is act like an ass, and judging by the faces of everyone ‘round here, you make a habit of that, and that’s not okay! The world going to shit doesnt give you the right to think you own it, asshat. And if you could refrain from insulting Daryl - who has a name, in case all the hot air in your head made you forget - I’ll refrain from breaking your goddamn nose.”

The quarry fell silent, Daryl’s eyes had been locked on you from the moment you stepped out in front of him, and he was utterly hypnotised by you. Nobody had ever defended him like that.

Very slowly, Dale started to clap for you, then T-Dog and Glenn joined in.

Lori, Carol, Andrea and Any couldnt help smiling and laughing, a mixture of shock and of ‘serves him right’.

Shane was scowling at you. Dale raised his hand.

“I, for one, would like to vouch for this girl’s permanent residence!” He offered, throwing you a kind smile, which you gladly returned. “Who’s with me?” Dale called, and within a few seconds, everyone else in the group had an arm in the air.

Daryl walked to stand beside you, lifting his arm in the air to cast his vote before swinging it around your shoulders.

“Looks like yer outnumbered, go cry about it.” Daryl said to Shane childishly, making everyone laugh as he walked you back to his tent.

Ever since, the two of you have been inseparable. When Rick found the group, he actually assumed that you and Daryl had been dating since before the apocalypse, he was truly shocked to find out that you’d only known each other a couple of months, and you werent dating. You kept your word with Shane, and ended up breaking his nose on the farm after he made the mistake of insulting Daryl again. Considering how protective you got of Daryl, you were intending to break more than Shane’s nose, but you were pulled off him by none other Daryl Dixon himself, who took you away to calm you down and bandage your knuckles, while Rick calmed down Shane. Thankfully, it wasnt long before Shane was dead, and with him went the usual cause for your anger.

Now, things between you and Daryl are complicated in a way that is complicated to everyone except the two of you.

“Hey, Daryl?” You call down to him from your bunk after a few minutes of comfortable silence.

“Yeah?” Daryl replies, curious as to what random thought has popped into your head all of a sudden.

“You think now we’ve got a more solid place to stay, you’re gonna take me out to dinner?” You ask him, and Daryl is silent, waiting for something that he cant put words to. After a few lengthy seconds, you burst out laughing.

Daryl scoffs and pushes himself up to stand away from his bunk. “An’ ya call me an ass!”

You roll over onto your stomach you’re laughing so hard, while Daryl shakes his head and searches through his bag. He’s about to walk out of the cell, but you stop him.

“Hey! Where’d ya think you’re going?” You question.

“Anywhere away from you!” Daryl retorts sassily, turning around to look at you from the cell doorway.

You laugh, using your hand to beckon him back over, and he rolls his eyes but strolls back over to you. Daryl stands at your bunk, and you grab the back of his head to pull him close to you, kissing his forehead from your place on the top bunk.

Beaming at Daryl, you let go of him, and he scoffs, blushing and shaking his head.

“Love yooouuuu!” You call as he shuffles out of the cell.

“Yeah, whatever!” Daryl yells back, and you fall back onto your bed in fits of laughter again.

Nobody else could understand what it was between you and Daryl, but they didnt need to. You didnt need to put a name to it, a name makes it too simple, there’s no word to describe the adoration you two have for each other. The world has moved past the need for simplistic relationship titles. All that matters is that you are each other’s best friends, and each other’s sources of comfort, strength, and love. Even if nobody else understood your relationship, they couldnt deny that those things were true in everything you did for each other.

#daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon imagine #x reader #the walking dead #twd #fanfic #fanfiction #imagine #imagines #headcannon

[iamaslutforcoffee]

Happy Halloween, Jackass.

A (mean-ish) Billy Hargrove x O.C One Shot!

Warnings: Severely fowl language (it's Billy, should we expect anything less?) eventual fluff.

For you @raecortes ♡ Thank You so much!

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Billy Hargrove was a dick, and not to a few select people. He was a dick to everyone, his girlfriend Rae included.

Rae was a great girlfriend to Billy; she was gorgeous, smart when she needed to be, a definite glorifed bimbo but the one thing he hated was how easy it was to scare her. She was so easily scared, a cat could come out of the bushes in broad day light and she would cower in fear not realizing it was a cat. Some of it was due to frequenting haunted houses alot with her brothers, most of the time it was the fact she liked watching true crime documentaries on television. Despite this, though, Billy ALWAYS loved to scare his precious girl.

It was their lunch period at Hawkins high, and as per usual Billy and Rae were sitting at their usual tables. Billy with his jock friends, Rae with Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Steve Harrington and Johnathan Beyers.

Billy's eyes peered at Rae's, not making eye contact but still keeping watch that she was good.

"Damn, Hargrove. It's only lunch and your staring your girl down like it's your last time seeing her" Tommy Hannigan chirped, face deep in what ever the cafeteria posted for lunch. Billy looked over to him and scowled in response. He didn't like how flip floppy Tommy or his merry band of idiots were, especially Tommy's mouthy little girlfriend Carol.

If Rae ever acted like that...

"I'm making sure she's actually eating this time." He replied, breaking eye contact to turn his attention towards Tommy, and Tommy knodded in pure worry. He knew not to piss Billy off, everybody did.

Rae had a issue during the week of testing.. she would study her ass off, but would pretty much eat like shit and that annoyed Billy. He wanted her to have energy for what ever he was in the mood for should the opportunity ever strike.

Billy's attention turned back towards Rae and noticed she still hasn't touched her food, pissing him off immediately.

And she was doing so good today..

Her hair was in those braids he liked and were down her back. She was wearing a pair of black leggings, her favorite baby pink converses and a white t-shirt that said "baby girl" across it in little rhinestones. Billy got her that when it was their first anniversary together, and she practically wore it to death.

It was a lax day, but he allowed just this time.

Immediately he got up with his finish lunch and sauntered to the trash can, throwing its reminits away. He walked back towards his table , but decided to remind Rae of one her rules.

They were talking about Halloween plans when he walked up, none of them bothering to take notice of the obvious new arrival. So Billy took it upon himself to make his presence known. He simply scooted into the seat right next to Rae, staring at her and waited patiently for her to notice. This was easily the quickest way to scare the shit out of her and he always thought it was hilarious.

"I don't know.. what are you guys doing for Halloween?" Buckley asked the group, everyone responding on it. It was either partying, staying in to pass out candy, or something of the general Halloween celebrations.

"Well, we're just going to spend the night at home, I think. Billy hasn't said anything much about any plans.." Rae spoke, still oblivious to her boyfriends arrival. He took this as the perfect opportunity to scare Rae, smiling.

"Actually we do have plans remember baby girl?" He spoke, everyone's attention turning towards him. Rae yelped and slightly jumped at the feeling of him wrapping an arm around her and she finally turned towards him, mad as hell.

"What the hell, Billy?! You know I hate it when you do that!" She seethed, her eyes meeting his and instantly melting. Billy leaned in close to her ear and started speaking.

"I think you should start eating that fucking packed lunch of yours before I remind you of the rules we have set out for you during testing, don't you think baby?" He purred, his sickly sweet smile on his face when he kissed her forehead. Rae quickly knodded, knowing that Billy wasn't fucking around. He knodded at everyone around at the table, kissing her forehead much to her excitement and sauntered back to his place with the jocks.

"Uh, Rae? What the absolute fuck?" Nancy asked, genuine concern laced in her voice.

"What? Whats wrong?" Rae replied. She started unpacking her lunch and looked at the group.

Every one of her friends were just staring at her, as if she was crazy. But she wasn't crazy, no. Just didn't think correct some times .

"Would you care to explain why your boyfriend just came up and scared the fuck out of you and basically said eat your lunch or else? And what rules is he talking about?!" Steve asked. Steve was perpetually confused of their dynamic. Rae was the sweet, nice little good girl of the group. She's no Chrissy Cunningham, but they were just an odd couple in his opinion.

Rae who was completely oblivious to what they were asking without directly asking simply shrugged.

"Sometimes I forget to eat like I should and he just reminds me. Thats all" she replied, popping a raw veggie fry in her mouth and chewing.

"Yeah but Rae he has like a weird penchant for scaring you. He drives like a bat out of hell when your in his car knowing your scared of going too fast, he does the weird pop up scare shit... like whats next? Is he going to pretend to kidnap you or something?" Robin asked, pinching inbetween her eyebrows and looking Rae in her eyes.

"Oh he's already done that. Did it last year during Halloween on our anniversary" she shrugged continuing to eat.

The group looked at her like she was crazy, and found it to be normal but Rae found it to be their normal routine. She was used to it by now and she didn't want to do anything to upset Billy. He wasn't a woman beater, and never was emotionally abusive either, but they just had a certain dynamic in their relationship where others might side eye them.

Really, the only other people Rae knew that had anything near their kind of dynamic was her cousin, Sasha and her boyfriend Eddie Munson.

"Rae, that isn't ok sweetie" Steve tried to reason with her but Rae shook her head, biting into her sandwich wrap.

"You, Harrington, have no room to talk. You got all sorts of obsessive with certain girls before and I don't want to hear it. Buckley, I love you I really do but don't talk to me about being scared when you can't even look Vicky in the eye without swooning and having an orgasm when she speaks three words to you. Nancy, you know NOT to go there with me" she continued, pointing at each of them.

"What about me?" Johnathan said meekly, waiting for his verbal beating from Rae.

"You know, Johnathan, you besides my cousin are the only one's completely supportive of my relationship and haven't judged me one second. You're safe" Rae said sweetly.

"Your cousin's with 'The Freak' of Hawkins High, so that doesn't count" Steve pipped up but Rae in all her wonderful glory stared him down.

"My cousin is the nicest person in this school besides Chrissy and myself, don't you dare say that about her boyfriend. Eddie may be weird, he may play a fucking game but he treats her right. You guys are so fucking judgemental, and instead of asking me about my relationship you judge it because you don't understand it. The fucking nerve you all have!" Rae yelled at them in a hushed tone, grabbing her lunch and deciding to go outside and finish.

~

Friday was Halloween, and Rae's two year anniversary with Billy. As per usual, Billy wanted to go to a party and Rae didn't complain knowing home life was getting alittle stressful for Billy with Max pissing him off and Neil starting his shit up again. But this year, this year ...

This year Rae decided she was going to get Billy back for all the times he's fucked with her.

"Baby doll, make sure you dress up really pretty for me ok?" Billy spoke through the phone's speaker, watching Rae as she got ready.

"Yes, daddy. Do you want pig tails or braids for my hair style?" Rae asked, finishing her makeup with a touch of baby pink lip gloss.

"Surprise me angel. I'll see you in a hour" Billy spoke, smiling at her. She made a mental note to put her hair in pigtails, with bows on the ends.

"Bye Daddy!" She replied, waving good bye at him.

She got up and looked in the mirror to examine her outfit and make sure she looked her absolute best. She was supposed to be somewhat of an angel, or Billy's angel really. She had on a baby pink latex mini skirt, a really short cropped top that was white, her favorite pink leather choker and white frilly socks. She accepted the look was up to par, and pulled on a large jumper to hide the clothes underneath as to not have questions asked by her parents. She threw a pair of matching demonia boots, grabbed her angel wings and got her overnight bag ready for Billy's.

She knew he was there when she heard the camaro roar onto her street and she headed for the front door, greeting her parents good bye and ran for the car. When she got outside Billy was leaning against the passenger side wearing his boots and jeans, but nothing under his leather jacket much to her pleasure.

"Hey baby girl, why you covered up?" Billy asked, his head cocked to the side.

"Because Daddy, I can't let mom and dad see what I'm wearing for you without questions being asked and being grounded. " Rae replied, handing him the leash attachment for her collar. He smiled and attached it, wrapping his hand around the chain and yanking her closer to him and his lips barely grazing hers.

"You listen so good baby. Can you listen some more and take the fucking sweater off and let me see?" He asked, his blue eyes staring into hers.

Rae smiled, and shook her head.

"I want you to be surprised daddy, thats all" she cooed much to his displeasure.

"Oh, ok. We'll see how you react later. Get in" he spoke, turning around and getting into the drivers seat. She opened the door and got in, smiling and grabbing his hand.

Billy peeled out of the neighborhood and started driving, the music loud playing in the speakers.

See the plan was to go to a party, but Billy had other plans.

He was driving the complete opposite direction then the party at Steve's, more towards the old factory and crash site Billy got into over the summer. Rae started getting alittle nervous, he didn't figure out her plan... did he?

"Uh... daddy? The party is the other way.." she nervously spoke, motioning towards the other way. Billy smirked, licking his teeth and briefly looked at her before turning his attention back towards the road.

"I know. But I need to show your pretty little mouth what happens when you don't follow the rules, ok?" He replied, his hand grasping her thigh.

"Yes daddy.." she nervously spoke. Rae knew she'd have to come up with a different plan and quick, so she started thinking.

Soon Billy pulled over at the exact spot where he crashed, knowing so by the tire marks still on the pavement.

"Take the sweater off. Now" Billy's voice dropped several octaves, lust in his voice loud and clear.

Rae's knees rubbed together instantly to get some sort of friction. That voice always turned her on and made her soaked almost instantly. His blue eyes peered back into her own, his face stoic and posture showed he was waiting and wasn't fucking around today. She smiled evily, lifting the sweater over her head and tossed it in the back seat, leaning back in her own. Billy's pupils dilated almost instantaneously and he gripped her leash, bringing her face closer towards his.

"Good girl. Now get out of the car, and wait for me baby" he purred, adjusting in his seat due to the obvious tent growing in his jeans.

Rae licked her lips and knodded, figuring then was the best time to excute her plan. She slowly got out of the car, and got as low to the ground as her body would allow without her sitting on her knees. She heard Billy's belt being undone, and the car door open and his boots hitting the pavement, as he rounded the car, she made a break for it and ran in the other direction on his side before he could notice.

"Princess? Baby where are you?" Billy looked around frantically, his blonde locks bouncing everywhere as he quickly turned around to look for Rae.

"Catch me if you can, Billy!" She yelled in his direction. He turned towards her and as soon as their eyes connected, he hauled ass in her direction. Rae's smile dropped, and she ran as fast as she could.

"Oh, I swear to fucking God as soon as I catch you your ass is fucking MINE!" Billy screamed, getting louder. He was starting to get both worried and pissed. He didn't want her to get hurt, and she was an awfully fast runner.

Fairly soon they neared a lake not to far from the camaro, and as Rae ran up onto the dock she quickly threw her shoes and socks off, diving into the water and swimming under the dock. She heard as Billy frantically came up onto the dock, and knew he was looking around.

"Baby? Rae?! RAE!!" He yelled, and she could tell by the sound of his voice he was starting to get really scared.

Billy was terrified, to say the least. He was worried that Rae was possessed, hurt herself or was drowning in the water. When the water moved in a odd way and Billy saw her leash floating off the dock infront of him, he instantly threw his boots and leather jacket off and dived in, desperately looking around for Rae. She quickly swam out from under the dock and climbed up, sitting on the dock with her feet dangling into the water below.

Billy came back up for air, and frantically looked around the lake infront of him for any sign of Rae. This wasn't like her, she never did anything like this. He heard giggling from behind him and turned around, seeing Rae soaking from head to toe and laughing.

"Rae!? What the fuck were you thinking?!" Billy yelled in a hushed voice, looking at her like she was crazy.

Rae only giggled, shaking her head. She slowly began taking her hair down from the braids and smiled, ringing her hair out and throwing it up in a bun.

"See, the thing is Billy, it isn't so nice when your scared into a real panic is it?" She asked, leaning forward with her elbows on her knees.

"Rae what the fuck are you talking about? Every time I do that its a joke!" Billy said harshly, and still looking at her like she was crazy. Rae cocked her head to the side as he swam closer to her and placed his hands on either side of her.

"Remember last week when you fucking sat there and almost killed me driving? Just because Max was defending those kids you despise for no reason? Or how you randomly like to do stupid shit that scare me? Not so fucking funny now huh?" She asked, grabbing his jaw and leaning close.

"Happy Halloween, Jackass. Payback is lovely isn't it?" She purred, kissing his nose.

Billy then realized that the jokes weren't funny to her anymore and he really did fuck up. He signed, pulling himself out of the water and sitting next to her.

"I'm sorry, Baby girl.. is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" He asked grabbing her hand in his.

"Yes..stop scaring me, but that should be the obvious choice. Second, can we go home and watch Ghost Busters again? I really like that movie!" She squeeled, clapping her hands.

Billy shook his head and laughed, pulling her close to kiss her.

"Anything for you, princess"

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I hope you guys enjoyed this one shot! Thank you so much @raecortes for reaching out and requesting this one.. i hope you liked it!

Remember guys, my requests are open!

Thank you ♡

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[dwobbitfromtheshire]

The Unknown Quantity

A Stranger Things Fanfiction

By: dwobbitfromtheshire

un·known quan·ti·ty

/ˌənˈnōn ˈkwän(t)ədē/

noun

a person or thing whose nature, value, or significance cannot be determined or is not yet known.

♡ To save or not to save? That is the question. To save, of

course!♡

Part One

She couldn’t remember the years before she was four years old when the police found her in the pouring rain. She remembered the rain and the sound of the cop's sirens, their faces blurry memories. She remembered the hospital testing and that the next thing she knew she was spending the next few months in foster care being looked after by a loving family who so desperately wanted a child of their own.

She remembered being afraid of them because she hadn't been used to their kindness and then one night she had a nightmare. She remembered the woman pulling her into her arms, holding her tightly. She struggled at first but then she relaxed into her arms and never wanted to let go. It wasn't long after that she became her mother and the Hendersons had been her family ever since. She never wondered what happened to her or why she had the letter x on her arm because the only thing that mattered was that she found someone to love her.

Wendy Henderson was a nerd and like most nerds she herded with other nerds. There were times where her brother's friends would allow her to play D&D with them especially after Will came back from the upside down. After all, there weren't many girls that played the game and Wendy only knew of one other girl: Barbara. Barb had been her best friend and so had been Nancy's friend only through her. . .until Barb had died, of course. It was still painful to think of her and how she died. . . How her body had just been left there.

Wendy and Barb had tried to get Nancy to play before but to no avail, it just wasn't for Nancy. They had tried to make it their own, coming up with their own campaigns, and they tried to make it so Nancy would enjoy it. She still wouldn't go for it especially when she started dating Steve Harrington. Now, there wasn't anything wrong with Steve. Wendy and had been friends in middle school until he started hanging out with Tommy and Carol, the biggest idiots in the world. Once again, Wendy had been left in the dust.

It wasn’t until after Barb and the whole thing with the upside down that Steve and Wendy had become friends again. It wasn't until they broke into a Russian lab that they became best friends along with his co-worker Robin. Nancy was still her friend but it wasn't the same without Barb and especially after she started dating Jonathan, Will's brother. She was grateful for Robin and Steve though, she could talk with them about anything.

She hadn't played D&D since Barb died which is why she was so surprised when Dustin asked her to play one afternoon and she found herself saying yes. Dustin and Mike were in a new group called the Hellfire Club along with Lucas. Their new dungeon master was none other than Eddie Munson, a boy she once had a crush on when she was younger. He had been her first crush and her first kiss but she doubted that he would remember that. He wanted to meet her first before he made the decision to let her in.

Wendy had always made sure to drop Dustin off at the school in the backstage of the theater but she never actually went in. She understood why they played there with plenty of lighting there to set the mood and the props in the background to make it more realistic. Of course, Eddie was sitting on a throne. He smiled, his dimples showing. She always thought that he had a very cute smile and it seemed that hadn’t changed. She could feel the heat rising to her cheeks.

"Halfling? I'm guessing?" Eddie asked with a cheeky grin.

"That's very presumptuous of you," Wendy said with narrowed eyes. "You happen to be correct and I happen to be a halfling that can take you out at the knees."

She could hear her brother and Mike snickering behind her but she chose not to comment. She barely reached five feet tall and with wild red curls she really did look like she stepped out of the Shire. She also loved that about her appearance. She could have ignored Eddie's comment but then he chose to lean down to her level to look her square in the eyes.

"Thanks," she said sarcastically.

"For what?" Eddie asked.

"For giving me better access to your throat," Wendy said, narrowing her eyes at him.

He stared at her for a moment, the smile dropping from his face. Mike and Dustin sucked in their breaths. Eddie stood up and clapped his  hands together, laughing.

"Never underestimate a Halfling," Eddie said. "Welcome to the club."

Eddie surprised them both by making room to the right side of him. He always had a flare for the dramatics even as a kid and she was glad that it hadn't changed at all. As he was making room for her he leaned down to whisper in her ear.

"As if I would turn away the girl who gave me the best kiss of my life," he said, his voice like heaven against her ears.

She swore that she could feel her whole body flush with a sensation she never felt before and she hoped it wasn't written on her face. By the triumphant look on Eddie's face he could tell what she was thinking.

"Window, your face is really red, are you running a fever?" Dustin asked with concern.

"Shut up, Dusty," Wendy snapped and Eddie burst into laughter.

To be continued. . .

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[dragon-kazansky]

What lies within

Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky x Reader

Regency AU

Female Reader

[Masterlist]

[Previous Chapter] - [Next Chapter]

Warnings: None. 

The duke returns after years overseas. He has no intention of marrying. However, your father has leverage over him and you find yourself trapped.

Can love be found in the Iceman’s heart, or are you destined to be lonely forever?

Word count: 1.5k

Chapter Eleven - Kerner specialty

♡♡♡

The Kerner ball. The ball your mother had intended to announce your forced engagement with Lord Simpson. However, now that she believes the duke has taken interest in you, she will want to hold off to see if anything happened between you both.

It’s clever little plan to help buy you time. Time to brew a plan to help save Lord Simpson from your mother’s grasp.

Carole helps you finish up your hair. You look at her through the mirror. There is strange look on her face, one you’re not quite used to seeing with her. You turn in your chair and look up at your sister.

“What is on your mind?”

Carole startles, as if she wasn’t aware she had zoned out a little. She realises you have spoken to her, the way you’re looking at her indicating what it was you had asked.

“Nothing.”

“Carole...”

She sighs softly.

“My wedding is soon. But....”

“But?”

“What will you do when I’m gone?” She asks. “Will you be alright?”

You smile softly at her. “Oh, Carole. I will be fine. I’ll still have Bob,” you chuckle softly. She returns your smile.

“I want you to be happy,” she whispers.

You take her hands in your own and look her in the eye.

“I’ll only be happy when I know both Lord Simpson and I are free from this trap. And that I know mother will not manipulate the duke too.”

Carole gives your hands a gentle squeeze.

“I worry,” she confesses.

“Do not. I will handle this. Let us enjoy our night. I have a feeling it may be rather interesting,” you smile at her. Carole grins and gets back to work on making sure you are both ready for the ball.

The gown you are wearing tonight is exquisite. Your mother, unfortunately, had gone to Lord Simpson for a larger donation to put toward this gown. It’s elegant and gorgeous. The point of it was to catch the duke’s eye, but you just felt lucky to be wearing it regardless of who you danced with tonight.

In the carriage ride over to the Kerner estate, your mother goes on one of her tangents about what to do and what no to do while in the company of the duke. You tune her out. You are perfectly capable conversing with the man, you are sure.

Upon arrival to the estate, you were all escorted into the ballroom. You kept your eyes peeled for Lord Simpson. You really needed to have a word with him.

You don’t make it too far into the room when the Kerner’s approach.

“Glad to see you could join us,” Mrs Kerner smiles at you. There is a hint of mischief behind her smile. You catch yourself before you let your own grin show.

“I have been looking forward to your ball,” you tell her.

“The duke will be here shortly, there was something he had to deal with first. Please, enjoy yourselves tonight,” Lord Kerner says, taking his wife’s arm and leaving you to enjoy the ball.

Your mother takes your arm tightly in hers and pulls you to one side of the room. Her eyes are narrowed on the crowds looking for the tall blond handsome duke. It would seem she did not hear that he was yet to arrive. You turn your eyes away from her and start looking for your own company.

Lord Simpson is not in sight, but Lord Seresin is. He has spotted you and is promptly making his way over. You smile upon his approach.

“My lady. May I have this dance?” He asks, offering you his hand.

Your mother goes to chase him off, but you have already accepted. You pry yourself out of her tight grip and go with Lord Seresin to dance. Jake’s hold on you is much gentler.

“Is Lord Simpson here?” You ask, the dance starting.

“He is. He is with the duke as we speak. It was only right he was brought up to speed with everything.”

“Yes. I had hoped to tell him myself, but this saves me the job. What is the plan from here?” You ask.

“You may need to bring that up with the duke. He is holding the cards in this game.”

“I see. My mother won’t wait forever. I must be engaged by the end of the season.”

“We understand.”

“And Lord Simpson must be freed from the leash my mother has on him. His money is only wasted on my family,” you tell him.

“We will have to see what we can do. You don’t have to worry; we have more chess pieces on our side than your mother does on hers.”

You smile.

“It feels strange to know so many people are coming to my aid. I am not worth so much trouble, I assure you,” you say.

Jake, now close to you as the dance requires you to be, looks at you sternly.

“You are worth all the trouble. There is not a soul in this room quite like yours.”

You find yourself unable to look him in the eye.

“I will never understand why people seem to think that,” you whisper.

Right then, in the corner of your eye, you spot the duke and Lord Simpson entering the ballroom. They both seem to be at ease.

Lord Seresin brings your attention back to him quickly.

“When the dance ends, I shall take you to them. Lord Simpson will dance with you first so you may talk. When the duke eventually has his dance with you, he will escort you out into the garden where Lord Kerner will follow, so he is seen in your company. Gossip must be kept to an all-time low, and no one can control gossip quite like the Kerner’s can,” Jake smiles.

“I understand,” you nod your head and prepare to end the dance.

As he said, he took you over to where the duke and Lord Simpson stand. They are across the room from your mother. Your mother is trying very hard to keep her eyes on you.

“My Lord, Your Grace,” you curtsy.

Lord Simpson offers you a small smile. The duke stands like a statue as he looks at you. You are unable to read his mind.

“May I?” Lord Simpson asks.

You take his hand and go out to the floor to dance with him.

“I hope you don’t resent me,” you say, unable to look him in the eye. Lord Simpson seems taken back by your words.

“Resent you? I don’t resent you. I could never. I’ve only wanted the best for you, but a life bound to me isn’t that. Not while your mother still holds power over me. The duke stepping in has bought us some time, but we must get a move on. She won’t wait forever,” he tells you.

“She will wait all season if she thinks he will propose at the end. That is plenty of time to do something. Lord Seresin may even be my escape.”

“What of the duke?”

“What of him?” You ask.

“It’s too early to say anything, but he has already gone out of his way to help you. His business may be concluded, but he is staying till the end of the season to help with our cause. To make it believable, he would have to court you for a while,” Lord Simpson states.

“I’m aware,” you say.

“That is enough time to become fond of someone.”

“The duke is not interested in me like that. He is just being kind,” you tell him.

“Is that so? Then perhaps you do know nothing about him after all.”

“What do you mean?” You ask.

“Did you know the duke has a nickname? They call him the Iceman. He is stone cold to all but his closest friends. He feels nothing in his frozen heart. Yet, he is going out of his way to help a young lady who he does not know at all. I think you’ve made an impression on him.”

You glance up to where the duke stands. He is watching you.

“I won’t let him fall for me, don’t worry.”

Lord Simpson looks at you. “I’m more worried about you falling for him,” he chuckles softly.

You glance up at the duke again.

“I won’t.”

Lord Simpson smiles to himself as he guides you around the other dancers. You don’t know see your own expression, but he does. Your words say no, but your face is saying you hope so.

You have interest in him. That may be exactly what your mother wants, but perhaps you can have what you want without the wicked woman being involved. If perhaps it came true that the duke and you were a match, it would only be right for Lord Simpson to help it happen.

Perhaps your newfound friends could join the fun too.

He would have to bring this up with the Kerner’s.

The dance ends and Lord Simpson takes you back to the duke. You thank him for the company and turn to the other man. Tom looks at you.

“Not too tired?” He asks, the smallest hint of a smile on his face.

You find yourself smiling too.

“Not yet.”

The duke’s eyes flash up over your head and you turn to find your mother making her way over. You turn back quickly and take the duke’s hand. He leads you back toward the dancers. It was up to everyone else to keep your mother off your trail while you dance.

This had to look believable. 

You meet the duke’s eyes and find him looking right back at you.

It’s believable to others if it’s believable to you. You would almost think he was serious and not acting.

“Are you alright?” He asks.

“Fine,” you whisper, but that you don’t believe.

♡♡♡

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[homosociallyyours]

@ialwaysknewyouwerepunk tagged me to share my comforts♡♡ thank you!! I love this sort of thing

comfort movies: clueless, mean girls, matilda, muppet christmas carol, elf

comfort foods: homemade mac and cheese, tuna casserole, little debbie fudge rounds, yorkshire with milk, sweet iced tea

comfort clothing: navy blue hoodie i took from my ex, blue pajama shirt I've had since i was 8, red v-neck t shirt that i stole from american apparel in 2007, velvety leopard leggings, rainbow colored lips dress

comfort songs: ever since new york (harry styles); after all (dar williams); power of 2, cordova, three county highway (indigo girls)

comfort books: anne of green gables (1st and 2nd books especially), cat's cradle (vonnegut)

comfort games: scrabble, cribbage, ticket to ride

This was so fun!!! Tagging a few people, but please feel free to do this and tag me if you want to play along!!

@allwaswell16 @disgruntledkittenface @uhoh-but-yeah-alright @lh-home @jlf23tumble @larryatendoftheday @hstylesbians

#about me #comfort things #no pressure to do this if I've tagged you obvs!!

[lu-vin-it]

2 | Letters From The Living

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Series Masterlist

Summary: You've always loved journaling. It's a hobby you keep even after the world turns upside down.

Pairings: Daryl Dixon × Reader

Pronouns Used: None

Word Count: 1,306

Warnings: Death, typical twd stuff

A/N: Ty @spnczr and @stqrluvr for proofreading ily guys sm!

So... Dr. Brenner tried to blow us up so we left the CDC. That was earlier. We’re sleeping in the vehicles right now. Well. Supposed to be. Shane is on watch and I don’t trust him. Anyways, nothing else new to report considering it was literally yesterday that I wrote. 

I miss Brad today. 

Carol, Andrea, Dale, Ric, Lori, Carl, T-Dog, Glenn, Daryl, Sophia, and Jenny. 

I think the universe hates me. We were scavenging for supplies on a highway when a herd of walkers passed through. One of them chased Jenny off into the woods. I’m worried sick. There’s this pit in my stomach and it won’t go away. What if she’s gone? She’s only fourteen. She can’t be gone. Not my little sister. 

Everyone is looking for her. She got run off the road yesterday. We split up, Rick, Carl, and Shane went off on their own. Then some lady came up to us on a horse and took away Lori saying Carl was shot. I’m worried about him too. He’s a good kid. Carol has been trying to console me, but I think I’m broken. 

Anywho, after the lady, (her name is maggie) took Lori, Glenn took T-Dog (who is injured) to the farm Maggie lived at. Everyone else stayed back to sleep in the RV. I’m pretty sure Daryl and Andrea went looking last night too. We left in the morning to go to the farm too. Daryl swears he’ll find her. He’s really sweet. I feel bad for ever thinking he was just some hot headed hick. The farm is nice. Jenny is gonna love it here. 

Same survivors. + Maggie, Hershel, Patricia, and Jimmy.

Daryl Dixon is a sweetheart. He gave me a flower in a beer bottle. It’s a Cherokee rose. He said that it’s a symbol of hope from the Cherokee mothers who lost their children along the Trail of Tears. I hugged him and called him sweet. He was freaked out I think.

Same Survivors.

Daryl found Jenny!!!!! He almost died while doing it.. but he found her!!! They came back earlier. She was practically carrying him, he had fallen onto a bolt. He was pretty out of it but he told her where to go. Then when they got back Andrea thought they were walkers and tried to shoot them. She missed Jenny but grazed Daryl. He’s okay. Thank god. I’m really proud of Jenny. I think she’s proud of herself too. Obviously she’s traumatized, but everyone has been telling her how amazing it was that she survived out there alone and she’s been smiling a ton. She hasn’t left my side. Or maybe I haven’t left hers. I don’t know. I’m so happy. 

Same survivors. 

So there were walkers in the barn. They used to be the Greene’s family or friends but at one point they each turned and the Greene’s have been keeping them in the goddamn barn. Glenn told us this morning and Shane threw a fit. He got all the weapons and stormed it. As much as I wish I could blame him, I don’t. I even shot one of them with Dad’s gun. 

Speaking of guns, we had a shooting practice yesterday. I’m actually a pretty good shot. So is Jenny. I guess it’s in our blood, Dad used to love his shooting ranges. I miss Dad. And Mom. And Brad. Ugh.

Same Survivors

Um so.. we now have a hostage in the barn. This kid Randall. Rick, Glenn, and Hershel came back from the town with him tied up. His leg was seriously injured. The group is at a crossroad trying to figure out what to do with him. Some want to kill him, other’s think that Rick should just drive out and drop him somewhere. I don’t really know where I stand. 

Also, Lori got into a car accident trying to get Rick home. Apparently she’s pregnant too. Drama. I feel like I’m back in high school.

Beth has been in sort of a shock-like state since the barn. Apparently her Mom was one of the walkers. (That’s also why Hershel, Glenn, and Rick were in that town. Hershel went to the bar and Glenn and Rick had to retrieve him. He wants us to leave.. I don’t think we’re going to.) I’ve been helping watch over her. Jenny too. Jenny liked her a lot, they’re closer in maturity than Jen is with Sophia.

Same Survivors. 

Andrea is crazy. She basically told Beth to kill herself. I’m shocked. I haven’t spoken to her at all since. Beth is okay, thank god, but someone has to watch her 24/7 now. 

Also, Shane and Rick almost let Randall go, but for some reason, they returned with him still in the truck tied and gagged. Daryl had to torture him. I think Daryl and I had a little moment too. I was patching up his wounds and for a second it almost looked like he was going to kiss me. Is it bad that I wanted him to? I feel so guilty about it. All I can think about is Brad. I know he’d want me to be okay without him, but would he want me to be with someone else? Am I crazy? Ugh. 

Same survivors.

We lost the farm. Everything happened so quickly. Dale died, then Shane killed Randall, then Rick killed Shane. The barn was on fire, and a giant herd attacked the farm. Jen and I just barely made it out with Glenn and Maggie. We met up with the others at the highway Jenny went missing on. Daryl and I had another moment. He hugged me really tight when he saw me. I hugged him too. I was really relieved to see him. I’m still really relieved to see him. 

Andrea didn’t show up at the highway. I feel awful. She’s probably dead and I was so rude to her.

I’m scared. We’re all infected (oh yeah! We all carry the infection. If we die, we become walkers.), we have no shelter, Lori is pregnant, and it’s almost winter. I am running out of optimism. 

Glenn, Maggie, Hershel, Beth, Rick, Lori, Carl, Carol, T-Dog, Carol, Sophia, Jenny

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#daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon x you #daryl dixon imagine #the walking dead x reader #the walking dead imagine #the walking dead fic #the walking dead fanfiction #daryl dixon series

[mononobealice]

Despite her child-like appearance, Alice is a first year high school student. Though she is a transfer student, she is not a returnee. While her mother is British and her father is half Japanese, she was born and raised in Japan. She wants to stand out and since she was born with such an eye-catching appearance, she decided to take advantage of this by acting like a foreigner.

Appearance

She has long blonde hair and blue eyes with a black hair ribbon and a blue and white Alice in wonderland dress.

History

Background

Following the popularity of their "Official NIJISANJI Virtual Livers," Ichikara Inc. opened a second set of auditions on 22 February 2018, featuring Alice as one of the available designs.[1] On 15 March, Ichikara Inc. formally revealed their second generation of Virtual Livers, introducing them as members of the group "NIJISANJI.[2]

2018

On 2 June, Alice reached 80,000 subscribers on her YouTube channel.[3]

On 23 July, Alice reached 90,000 subscribers on her YouTube channel.[4]

On 4 September, Alice reached 100,000 subscribers on her YouTube channel.[5]

On 13 October, Alice debuted her 3D form in a livestream.

2019

On 23 February, Alice did a collaboration livestream with Nitroplus' Super Sonico on the platform REALITY with a simulcast on Sonico's YouTube Channel.

On 9 November, Alice reached 150,000 subscribers on her YouTube channel.[6]

2020

On 28 August, Alice reached 200,000 subscribers on her YouTube channel.[7]

2021

2022

On 21 August, Alice reached 250,000 subscribers on her YouTube channel.[8]

Relationships

Alistrawberry, along with Ushimi Ichigo.

Alimeijis, along with Warabeda Meiji.

ATM, along with Kenmochi Toya and Morinaka Kazaki.

Twinkle, along with Tsukino Mito, Honma Himawari, Sister Cleaire and Rindou Mikoto.

Dowa gumi, along with Warabeda Meiji and Otogibara Era.

Nijikuji7/Njisanji no Kujijuji, along with Tsukino Mito, Elu, Higuchi Kaede, Shizuka Rin, Ienaga Mugi and Kenmochi Toya.

NIJISANJI Resistance, along with Siina Yuika, Hanabatake Chaika, Azuchi Momo, Sasaki Saku and Ryushen.

Heart Gumi, along with Yuuki Chihiro.

pure♡palet, along with Sister Cleaire.

Loli gumi, along with Morinaka Kazaki, Ushimi Ichigo and Yuuki Chihiro.

M~Manbo, along with Sakura Ritsuki.

Trivia

Color: #81D4E2 [9]

She shares the same illustrator as Azuchi Momo, Warabeda Meiji and Otogibara Era.

Alice's design and appearance is based on the Lewis Caroll's "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland" and "Through the Looking-Glass" character of the same name.

She's part of the cast of the AbemaTV's exclusive variety show "NIJISANJI no Kujijuuji" (にじさんじのくじじゅうじ)

Alice is somewhat fluent in English and she occasionally speaks to her fans in the language.

Alice is one of the few members in NIJISANJI who is physically fit, as seem in her stream playing Ring Fit.

External Links

Media

Mononobe Alice's corporate profile on NIJISANJI website

♥️♠️物述有栖♦️♣️ - YouTube channel

物述有栖Official - bilibili channel

@AliceMononobe - Twitter account

Further readings

物述有栖 - Pixiv Encyclopedia

物述有栖 - Nicovideo Encyclopedia

物述有栖 - Japanese Wikipedia

物述有栖 - Unofficial NIJISANJI Wiki

Nijisanji logo (V T E)

#nijisanji