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book-place-incorrect-quotes · 9 months

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Y/N: *writing a note* Daryl, if you’re reading this-

Y/N: Wait… can Daryl even read?

Y/N: *crosses it out and starts to write again* Carl, if you’re reading this-

Y/N: Can Carl read?

Y/N: …

Y/N: Carol, if you’re reading-

#the walking dead incorrect quotes #the walking dead #the walking dead x reader #twd incorrect quotes #twd #twd x reader #daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader platonic #daryl dixion x reader #carl grimes x reader #carl grimes x reader platonic #carl grimes #carol peletier x reader #carol peletier x reader platonic #carol petelier

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infectedbypedropascal · 1 year

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Guess who’s back, back again?!

#the walking dead #rick grimes #daryl dixon #television #richonne #carol petelier #michonne #twd spoilers #carl grimes #andrew lincoln #maggie rhee #negan smith #norman reedus #shane walsh #beth greene

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archerwithangelwings · 1 month

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The Walking Dead S6 character portraits

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nikkisheep · 1 year

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Carol, Maggie, and you talking

Carol: So how are things with Daryl?

You: I wish Daryl who are more vocal with me. Louder when he is with me. You know? But everything else is great.

Maggie: I wish Glenn would be more vocal all the time.

You all laugh. Daryl who doesn't know the context of the conversation thinks about how much he likes you.

Daryl's thoughts: She wants me to be louder with her? Okay.

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Daryl: HEY YOU WANT ANY OF THIS MEAT?

You smiling up at him: No thank you.

Daryl: YOU SURE CAUSE I COOKED IT MYSELF?

You: Daryl, you okay? I'm right here in front of you.

Daryl: SORRY YOU I CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER ALL OF THIS FIRE!

You: Daryl, stop yelling. What's the matter with you?

Daryl: You said you want me to be more vocal, louder with you.

You: Louder when it came to sex, Daryl. Not when you are just talking.

Daryl blushes and Carol smacks him on the back.

Carol: Don't listen to what we say unless you know what we saying, Pookie.

#twd #daryl dixon x reader #daryl twd #daryl dixon #the walking dead incorrect quotes #the walking dead #the walking dead x reader #twd x reader #carol petelier #maggie greene #daryl called pookie #poor Daryl dont know what going on #to be fair he thought he might have been too quiet

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doctorwholover01 · 18 days

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THE QUEEN IS BACK BABY AND LORD HAVE MERCY THE WOMEN SHE IS

#caryl #daryl dixon #carol peletier #carol petelier #twd #carol x daryl #the book of carol

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raiisakitsune · 2 years

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Onion headlines + ‘The walking dead’ characters

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carlgrimesloverr · 1 year

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fight for me

carl grimes x fem!dixon!reader

summary : carl and ron get into a fight, and you’re stuck being the one to scold carl

takes place during : somewhere between s5 and s6

warnings : mentions of fighting

word count : 637

you stood across from carl, staring down at him as he sat on his bed, eyes trained on his bloodied knuckles.

“what were you thinking?” you asked, sighing.

“he was bad mouthing you.” carl grumbled, keeping his face pointed down towards his hands as he fidgeted with them.

“and?”

“and when i told him to stop, he pushed me.”

“so you punched him?”

“yeah. he wouldn’t shut up.”

“i don’t need you fighting for me carl - hell i don’t want you fighting for me!”

“you don’t know the shit he was saying about you! he was talking as if you weren’t a human being with feelings!”

“i wasn’t there carl, it doesn’t matter what he said about me. frankly, i don’t care what he said. words don’t hurt the same was a fucking punch does.”

“i care what he says, don’t you get that? what he said annoyed me.”

you huffed, trying not to let your anger take ahold of you. of course carl would attack anyone who hurt you physically or verbally, that’s just who he was. you knew that.

“ok.. i’m sorry. but hey, i don’t want you going out and getting in trouble all for me - cause now i feel bad for causing all this. plus, you know i can handle someone shit talking me.” you sighed, sitting down next to the teen boy on his bed.

finally, carl raised his eyes to meet yours and smiled slightly. “you remember what you told me the first time we met?” he asked, chuckling softly to himself.

“no…? should i? it was a crazy time you know - i mean… i had just lost my mom and somehow gained my dad? what’d i say?” you asked, confusing lacing your voice and you tried to recall the memory.

you could remember just about everything when it came to meeting carl - the blaring traffic horns, the traffic that never seemed to end, crying babies, your father and uncle shouting at each other as you cupped your ears with your hands whilst hiding in the backseat. you could recall looking out the window and seeing carl with his mother and shane standing across from carol and sophia, talking about something random. carl had spotted you too, and smiled. at the time you couldn’t quite place the feeling that smile gave you, but now you know it was a feeling of safety.

“you asked me that if it ever got bad, if i would fight for you. and i told you yes, with everything i had.”

now you could remember it, you could remember it as if it was yesterday. your father was shouting at shane for pulling a gun on merle (who was trying to start something with t-dog because apparently t-dog gave him a weird look), and a fight had broke out. it was still early on in the apocalypse, maybe the second or third week. you hadn’t spoken to carl much, he was mourning his dad and you were mourning your mom. but somehow, he ended up in front of you, arm out in front of you in some attempt to keep you safe. afterwards, when your dad and shane had stopped fighting, you and carl sat next to each other for a bit and began to finally talk.

“i almost forgot about that… everything was almost normal back then. more normal than it is now. back when we had them, it was normal, wasn’t it?”

“had who?”

“jacqui, andrea, amy, t-dog… merle.”

“i don’t think it’ll ever be normal again.”

“which is exactly why you shouldn’t go starting shit and ruin things more!” you scolded, slighting hitting carl on the shoulder.

carl laughed, rolling his eyes.

“but, i do think it’s cute.” you added.

“what’s cute?”

“how you want to fight for me.”

#carl grimes #carl grimes x reader #glenn rhee #maggie rhee #rick grimes #ron anderson #merle dixon #daryl dixon #carol petelier #michonne grimes #the walking dead #twd #fanfiction #fanfic #bro i love carl grimes #i miss carl grimes so much it should be illegal #he’s so cute

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witchychanel · 1 year

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Look at the flowers Carl 💀💀💀💀😭 this shit is so fucking funny he had no right to violate Carol and Sofia 💀

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peepeepantscityhere · 1 year

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twd characters x text posts: part 2

#the walking dead #twd #rick grimes #negan #daryl dixon #carol petelier #eugene porter #simon twd #idk his name and i’m too lazy to look it up #incorrect the walking dead #incorrect twd quotes #text posts

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eegnm · 1 year

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Its been 9 years and im still fighting in the Caryl trenches

⏬️Alternative Version⏬️

#joking i actually enjoy their dynamic even if its just platonic #twd nostalgia flared up #read some good (unfinished whyy) fics #daryl sophia dynamic isnt something i knew i needed but i do #carol petelier #daryl dixon #sophia peletier #the walking dead #caryl #carol x daryl #my art #i used to have watch parties with friends for this show it was so much fun #but why the fuck are they doing a daryl show in PARIS??? HELLO?? howd he get therreeee #i saw carol has a bow in later season and i yoinked that shit without watching them best decision i ever made #fic that mainly inspired this is the there is nothing lost that may be fond if sought series by iliveatlast

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korryee · 1 year

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“You can breathe, you can blink, you can cry. Hell, you’re all gonna be doing that.”

He is literally daddy. 🦇

[Emergency commissions are open, any support is appreciated!]

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graceloveswolves · 2 years

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The Storm

Daryl Dixon x female reader : Season 9 Episode 16; just a sweet moment between Daryl & Y/N

🚨 spoilers!! You’ve been warned! 🚨

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I looked out across the frozen grass, feeling the cold wind blow across my face from the angle my head was tilted. My cheeks were undoubtedly glossed with a rosy tint from the harsh winter breeze. On edge, I kept looking around at the scenery around me, starting to grow bored of the endless walking. The group was certainly at its lowest point, having to abandon the Kingdom was heart wrenching and tore a big hole in our pride.

But at least we still had each other. Of course some were still mad and separated themselves with rage from the incident with the Whispers and what happened to some of our best people, but nonetheless we were all still walking together. I looked up in front of me, Carol and Ezekiel were trudging along on their horses mournfully. Throughout this entire time there still hasn’t been a word spoken between the pair. I couldn’t imagine what it must be like for them, to loose a child and their kingdom… must’ve been an unimaginable pain that I couldn’t even begin to fantom.

Then I looked up at girl who unintentionally started it all, Lydia. She was walking solemnly by herself, her bubble coat making it harder for her to move, but she did. I felt myself frown, she didn’t deserve all the blame and hate she gotten. It wasn’t any of her fault, she was just a girl who was being abused. No doubt conflicted and troubled with her feelings and thoughts, to leave your mom and join a bunch of people that hate you for the greater good has to be a very hard but mature decision to make.

“Henry wanted her here…when no one else did.”

I heard Daryl speak softly, making me flinch on the inside. I had forgotten for a moment that he had been walking by my side. I looked up at him, feeling the rush of cold air reach my warm neck that had been exposed from my head tilt. He had looked down at me, while holding his strap to his crossbow, he studied me quietly, waiting for me to respond. It made me wonder how long he had been staring at me, he always was the quiet one who observed from afar. He had been walking by my side since we first left the kingdom, never leaving my side. We did make some sort of small talk along the way, but sometimes he’s so quiet you forget he is there, a talent he has mastered.

I glance up once again at the “her” he was referring too. Lydia, the beautiful raven haired girl who was walking far enough ahead of us that she was out of ear shot. Then I glanced back up at Carol and Ezekiel, who haven’t taken a single look at her since we left the kingdom.

“I never minded her here, she’s just a little girl.”

I replied back, looking up at Daryl, he had been looking at her too, before his eyes came back over to me. Looking down at his hands which still occupied his strap, I took one of my own and grasped his clothed arm, regaining warmth and feeling into my frosty fingers.

“She’s a good kid.” He replied, taking one hand off his crossbow and slipping in into mine.

I nodded back to him, agreeing. He was right, she was a good kid, even after all she has been through and the abuse from her… mother. She still had a pure heart.

“She is, Henry would’ve been proud of her. Every time I look at her I see a little bit of him.”

There was a moment of silence between us, the blue eyed man beside me looked conflicted for a moment. He raised his head looking out in front of him, still clutching onto his crossbow and my hand before he spoke.

“Who do you see when you look at me?”

Glancing up at him, I recalled the first time I met the stubborn redneck. All the way back at the quarry when the world first fell. Believe it or not, but I always knew I loved him from when I first met him. Even when no one else considered him to be anyone special or worth saving, I saw behind his tough act and he eventually let me in after a long time of pestering him.

We had fought through hell together, from Hershel’s farm, to the Prison, to Terminus, to Alexandria, to the Hilltop, from the Saviors, and all the less lonely nights in between. Through thick and thin we stuck together, even when we didn’t see eye to eye we still had each other’s back and fought for what the other believed in.

It didn’t matter where I was, as long as I was with him I was home.

I looked back up at him, seeing him patiently wait for my response. I knew no matter what that I loved him and he loved me and that was just how it was always going to be.

“I see you, my home.”