\ Keep Calm and Hide Behind Daryl Dixon
Anonymous said:
Hi! I really like your fanfiction and your writing style! :) I wanted to ask you are going to write more chapters. Please, its really good! Anyway, good luck with everything else and PLEASE write more chapters! :D

Oh my you’re so sweet, thank you! I really have to watch the Walking Dead again one of these days so I can get some more inspiration. Probably before the new season comes out which is soon! Sorry for the wait!

answered 1 week ago @ 25 Aug 2014 with 1 note
I was sick of this place, sick of being stuck inside and not being allowed to leave the prison. Tired of tending to household work and longing to go out on a run like I used to. But to be honest, maybe I didn’t even want to return. Maybe I wanted to find a new group, because honestly I didn’t fit in. It was pouring rain when I decided I should leave, packing up my belongings and heading out to the gate, but I heard someone shouting my name, stopping me dead in my tracks and starting to wonder if I should go out into the danger once again.
"Hey, where are you going?" Daryl said, jogging up to me and already soaking wet."I’m leaving," I said loudly above the noise of the rain."Where? You’re going to get sick out there.""I don’t know, and I really don’t care.""Why? I care." I looked at him dumbfound and he stared at me seriously, cocking his head to the right and opening his mouth to speak."You’re going to die out there alone, I know this ain’t much but it’s better than no home.""It’s not even a home, it’s a tomb.""Well maybe we can turn it into a home someday." I didn’t know if he was talking about us in particular or the whole group."Listen, I don’t fit in, they don’t really like me and I really can’t stay inside any longer. I’m sick of it," I said honestly."So you’re just going to leave? What about me?""What about you?" I asked and he shrugged."I like you.""You, Daryl Dixon like me?" I was actually surprised by that."Yeah, is that so strange?" "I don’t fit in, and like I said-" Daryl stopped me and sighed."I don’t either, so we can be outcasts together. And I can take you on runs. Hell, I would take you anywhere you wanted," he said, getting cold and wanting to get us both back inside. I looked at him and smiled for the first time in a while, and I couldn’t resist but to give him a kiss on his cheek."I guess I want to go back inside," I said softly and he smiled, taking my hand and pulling me along back inside and out of the rain. 

I was sick of this place, sick of being stuck inside and not being allowed to leave the prison. Tired of tending to household work and longing to go out on a run like I used to. But to be honest, maybe I didn’t even want to return. Maybe I wanted to find a new group, because honestly I didn’t fit in. 

It was pouring rain when I decided I should leave, packing up my belongings and heading out to the gate, but I heard someone shouting my name, stopping me dead in my tracks and starting to wonder if I should go out into the danger once again.

"Hey, where are you going?" Daryl said, jogging up to me and already soaking wet.
"I’m leaving," I said loudly above the noise of the rain.
"Where? You’re going to get sick out there."
"I don’t know, and I really don’t care."
"Why? I care." I looked at him dumbfound and he stared at me seriously, cocking his head to the right and opening his mouth to speak.
"You’re going to die out there alone, I know this ain’t much but it’s better than no home."
"It’s not even a home, it’s a tomb."
"Well maybe we can turn it into a home someday." I didn’t know if he was talking about us in particular or the whole group.
"Listen, I don’t fit in, they don’t really like me and I really can’t stay inside any longer. I’m sick of it," I said honestly.
"So you’re just going to leave? What about me?"
"What about you?" I asked and he shrugged.
"I like you."
"You, Daryl Dixon like me?" I was actually surprised by that.
"Yeah, is that so strange?" 
"I don’t fit in, and like I said-" Daryl stopped me and sighed.
"I don’t either, so we can be outcasts together. And I can take you on runs. Hell, I would take you anywhere you wanted," he said, getting cold and wanting to get us both back inside. I looked at him and smiled for the first time in a while, and I couldn’t resist but to give him a kiss on his cheek.
"I guess I want to go back inside," I said softly and he smiled, taking my hand and pulling me along back inside and out of the rain. 

posted 2 weeks ago @ 19 Aug 2014 with 33 notes
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a-n-y-t-i-m-e said:
Do you know where I can watch the newest season??

Hi sweety, I watch a lot of my shows on Project Free TV. Here is a link to the Walking Dead episodes. Season 5 doesn’t come out till October.

http://www.free-tv-video-online.me/internet/the_walking_dead/

answered 2 weeks ago @ 18 Aug 2014 with 9 notes
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I could feel my heart shatter into a thousand pieces as I saw Daryl messing around with one of the girls. It felt as if someone had grabbed my heart and squeezed really hard, then proceded to try and rip it out but it was stuck. A lump formed in my throat as I watched him undress and then turned my back, giving them their privacy and tending to my own pity. How stupid had I been to believe he liked me. How naive I was to think someone would be attracted to me. He had been the only man who had shown a little care towards me and slight affection by giving me a hug when I needed it; and I had took it as a wrong signal and had to fall head over heals in love with him. I felt tears roll down my cheeks as the pain in my heart continued. Maybe I should’ve opened up. Maybe I should’ve been more secure about myself and told him, or at least been more obvious. But it was too late now, for some reason the image of him being the perfect man had shattered as I had watched him make love to another woman.How stupid of me to believe I actually had a chance.

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I could feel my heart shatter into a thousand pieces as I saw Daryl messing around with one of the girls. It felt as if someone had grabbed my heart and squeezed really hard, then proceded to try and rip it out but it was stuck. A lump formed in my throat as I watched him undress and then turned my back, giving them their privacy and tending to my own pity. How stupid had I been to believe he liked me. How naive I was to think someone would be attracted to me. 

He had been the only man who had shown a little care towards me and slight affection by giving me a hug when I needed it; and I had took it as a wrong signal and had to fall head over heals in love with him. I felt tears roll down my cheeks as the pain in my heart continued. Maybe I should’ve opened up. Maybe I should’ve been more secure about myself and told him, or at least been more obvious. But it was too late now, for some reason the image of him being the perfect man had shattered as I had watched him make love to another woman.

How stupid of me to believe I actually had a chance.

posted 2 weeks ago @ 18 Aug 2014 with 23 notes
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Although the world had gone through the drain and most of humanity had been destroyed, we carried a piece of the past with us and tried to remain as normal as possible and carry on our lives as if nothing had happened. This also meant that I had tried to remain as strong as possible, not relying on others but having others rely on me for my help. I was a strong independent woman who kept to myself but enjoyed listening to others. I got along well with everyone and always remained polite. Maybe I was a little too proud, but it didn’t seem to bother anyone except myself. I had noticed Daryl Dixon getting closer to me. We enjoyed a casual chat once in a while, trading tips and helping each other out. But lately I caught myself watching him more often, as he did me. I would find myself smiling when thinking about him, but my pride stood in my way. I didn’t need a man to be happy or to feel safe, I was independent.Daryl and I headed out one night to hunt, wandering deep in to the forests and quietly passing Walkers who hadn’t noticed our presences. We caught multiple rabbits and squirrels but when we headed back to camp, we came in contact with 5 Walkers that had crept up on us.With a startled yell, I pushed one away from me by kicking it in the gut and knocking it back. Daryl grabbed his knife and stuck one through the brains and fought off another one while I grabbed my own hunting knife and killed another. I heard a thud as Daryl fell to the ground with one Walker ontop of him and the other coming closer. I jumped at him, killing the one on top of him and helping him up quick. I felt a bony hand clamp around my wrist and I turned to face the zombie who lunged at me, only to see a flash of metal and Daryl attacking back and finishing the other Walker after that.When we were sure we were safe, we sat down panting and looking around, trying to calm our beating hearts. Hell, if we hadn’t had each other in this situation we would’ve been dead. And that’s when I realized something."Thanks Daryl," I sighed looking at him. He nodded, wiping his brow and looking around."You alright?""Yeah, you?""Just fine. But damn, we could’ve been dead.""Could’ve, but we ain’t."True that…" I said losing myself in my thoughts for a second and then looking at the man in front of me. Gathering my courage, I opened my mouth to speak but shut it again, feeling myself fluster."Let’s head back to camp," Daryl said not noticing anything. I nodded and followed him.Daryl and I skinned the animals and put them away for use later for everyone at the camp. The skins we kept and after washing up I decided I needed to find Daryl once more to admit to something I had been struggling with for some time.He was sitting around the campfire by his tent that he kept further away from the group, enjoying some space from everyone. But he wasn’t surprised to see me, we often sat alone and we enjoyed one anothers company."If you weren’t there tonight, I would’ve been dead, and that’s hard for me to admit," I told him and Daryl grinned slightly and nodded."5 against 1 isn’t very fair," he admitted. I smiled and cast my eyes down, suddenly feeling very shy."I always thought I didn’t need a man in my life to feel secure, safe or better about myself. For the longest time I believed I was meant to be alone, hell, maybe I was just to stubborn. But now I realized that I don’t need someone to make me feel better or secure, I just want someone that makes me feel that way. I want to know what it’s like. Someone who has my back so I can close my eyes just for two seconds. Someone who… who will care about me, and miss me when I’m gone… What I’m trying to say is Daryl, you make me feel safe, secure and wanted, and I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately. I don’t want things to change between us, but…” I stopped because I saw him watching me with a grin across his face and I frowned, wondering what I had said to amuse him. "I love a woman who can handle herself, and you do better than most men," he said, getting up and sitting next to me. I looked up at him and could see a spark of happiness and hope in his eyes. "Everyone needs someone to feel safe and wanted, but most of all we need hope. And you give me hope," he said, leaning in and brushing his lips against mine before looking into my eyes once again."I like you too," he winked at me and I smiled, kissing him gently and feeling a relief wash over me and finally knowing what it was like to be wanted.

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Although the world had gone through the drain and most of humanity had been destroyed, we carried a piece of the past with us and tried to remain as normal as possible and carry on our lives as if nothing had happened. 
This also meant that I had tried to remain as strong as possible, not relying on others but having others rely on me for my help. I was a strong independent woman who kept to myself but enjoyed listening to others. I got along well with everyone and always remained polite. Maybe I was a little too proud, but it didn’t seem to bother anyone except myself. 

I had noticed Daryl Dixon getting closer to me. We enjoyed a casual chat once in a while, trading tips and helping each other out. But lately I caught myself watching him more often, as he did me. I would find myself smiling when thinking about him, but my pride stood in my way. I didn’t need a man to be happy or to feel safe, I was independent.

Daryl and I headed out one night to hunt, wandering deep in to the forests and quietly passing Walkers who hadn’t noticed our presences. We caught multiple rabbits and squirrels but when we headed back to camp, we came in contact with 5 Walkers that had crept up on us.
With a startled yell, I pushed one away from me by kicking it in the gut and knocking it back. Daryl grabbed his knife and stuck one through the brains and fought off another one while I grabbed my own hunting knife and killed another. I heard a thud as Daryl fell to the ground with one Walker ontop of him and the other coming closer. I jumped at him, killing the one on top of him and helping him up quick. I felt a bony hand clamp around my wrist and I turned to face the zombie who lunged at me, only to see a flash of metal and Daryl attacking back and finishing the other Walker after that.

When we were sure we were safe, we sat down panting and looking around, trying to calm our beating hearts. Hell, if we hadn’t had each other in this situation we would’ve been dead. And that’s when I realized something.
"Thanks Daryl," I sighed looking at him. He nodded, wiping his brow and looking around.
"You alright?"
"Yeah, you?"
"Just fine. But damn, we could’ve been dead."
"Could’ve, but we ain’t.
"True that…" I said losing myself in my thoughts for a second and then looking at the man in front of me. Gathering my courage, I opened my mouth to speak but shut it again, feeling myself fluster.
"Let’s head back to camp," Daryl said not noticing anything. I nodded and followed him.

Daryl and I skinned the animals and put them away for use later for everyone at the camp. The skins we kept and after washing up I decided I needed to find Daryl once more to admit to something I had been struggling with for some time.
He was sitting around the campfire by his tent that he kept further away from the group, enjoying some space from everyone. But he wasn’t surprised to see me, we often sat alone and we enjoyed one anothers company.
"If you weren’t there tonight, I would’ve been dead, and that’s hard for me to admit," I told him and Daryl grinned slightly and nodded.
"5 against 1 isn’t very fair," he admitted. I smiled and cast my eyes down, suddenly feeling very shy.

"I always thought I didn’t need a man in my life to feel secure, safe or better about myself. For the longest time I believed I was meant to be alone, hell, maybe I was just to stubborn. But now I realized that I don’t need someone to make me feel better or secure, I just want someone that makes me feel that way. I want to know what it’s like. Someone who has my back so I can close my eyes just for two seconds. Someone who… who will care about me, and miss me when I’m gone… What I’m trying to say is Daryl, you make me feel safe, secure and wanted, and I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately. I don’t want things to change between us, but…” I stopped because I saw him watching me with a grin across his face and I frowned, wondering what I had said to amuse him. 
"I love a woman who can handle herself, and you do better than most men," he said, getting up and sitting next to me. I looked up at him and could see a spark of happiness and hope in his eyes. "Everyone needs someone to feel safe and wanted, but most of all we need hope. And you give me hope," he said, leaning in and brushing his lips against mine before looking into my eyes once again.
"I like you too," he winked at me and I smiled, kissing him gently and feeling a relief wash over me and finally knowing what it was like to be wanted.

posted 2 weeks ago @ 18 Aug 2014 with 52 notes
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Something about motorcycles turned me on. I wasn’t sure why but they were just so sexy. And when there was a hot driver I couldn’t stop myself from staring. I had no idea who this guy was but he was one of the men that had saved us from Woodbury and brought us to the prison. He caught my staring and glanced at me while fumbling with his cigarette. He patted his pockets for a lighter so I walked up to him and offered mine. "Thanks," he said and looked me up and down, dragging off the cigarette."You smoke?" he asked."Not cigarettes," I grinned and he chuckled and looked me up and down once again."What’s your name girl?""It’s rude to ask a lady for her name before introducing yourself.""Ah, my bad," he grunted, but blushing slightly trying to be polite."My name is Daryl Dixon," he said sticking out his hand. I took it, shook and gave him my name, glancing at the gate and licking my lips. I was sick of sitting around doing nothing."Can I help you with anything?" I asked and he smirked while a thought crossed his mind but he remained polite."No, I’m alright. The things I need I can’t ask from you," he said and I grinned slightly."Is that so?""I’m pretty sure, It would be rude to ask for something like that," he said trying to wave it off. But hell, we were all human…"Well…" I started, giving him a deep stare. "I did ask you if you needed help with anything…" He understood what I was implying and grinned, throwing the cigarette away and scooting forward on the bike."Maybe I can help you in exchange," he said and I winked at him, climbing on the back of his bike, knowing fully well a man like him could satify my needs just like I would his."I think you can Mr. Dixon," I smiled as we drove off.

Something about motorcycles turned me on. I wasn’t sure why but they were just so sexy. And when there was a hot driver I couldn’t stop myself from staring. I had no idea who this guy was but he was one of the men that had saved us from Woodbury and brought us to the prison. 

He caught my staring and glanced at me while fumbling with his cigarette. He patted his pockets for a lighter so I walked up to him and offered mine. 
"Thanks," he said and looked me up and down, dragging off the cigarette.
"You smoke?" he asked.
"Not cigarettes," I grinned and he chuckled and looked me up and down once again.
"What’s your name girl?"
"It’s rude to ask a lady for her name before introducing yourself."
"Ah, my bad," he grunted, but blushing slightly trying to be polite.
"My name is Daryl Dixon," he said sticking out his hand. I took it, shook and gave him my name, glancing at the gate and licking my lips. I was sick of sitting around doing nothing.
"Can I help you with anything?" I asked and he smirked while a thought crossed his mind but he remained polite.
"No, I’m alright. The things I need I can’t ask from you," he said and I grinned slightly.
"Is that so?"
"I’m pretty sure, It would be rude to ask for something like that," he said trying to wave it off. But hell, we were all human…
"Well…" I started, giving him a deep stare. "I did ask you if you needed help with anything…" He understood what I was implying and grinned, throwing the cigarette away and scooting forward on the bike.
"Maybe I can help you in exchange," he said and I winked at him, climbing on the back of his bike, knowing fully well a man like him could satify my needs just like I would his.
"I think you can Mr. Dixon," I smiled as we drove off.

posted 3 weeks ago @ 07 Aug 2014 with 99 notes
xthe walking dead xtwd xwalking dead xdaryl dixon xJust something quick before I leave for work.

Hello everyone, apart from working, planning and having to say goodbye to a lot of friends this month and year I’m doing alright. I hope everyone is doing well! Anywho. This has been bothering me for a while and I wanted to share my thoughts with you in hope someone can ease my mind.

The upcoming 10 years of the world look very grim in my opinion. The continous waging wars and now the start of the Ebola virus spreading scares me and makes me wonder what will happen and how easy it is to catch a bug or virus.

I know a lot of people choose to ignore it but I just can’t. I really pray for the best but it’s just a very scary thought. We’re caught up in our lives so much that we some times don’t realize there’s a whole world outside of that too.

We’ll I’m going to get some sleep. Its 4:30 in the morning. My sleeping schedule has turned me into a sleepy night owl. Have a good day everyone, be kind to one another and stay open minded. xo Melissa.

Ps: Just a little longer till the Walking Dead comes out. I am so excited. I can’t wait to see our adorable zombie slayer in action again. And Dirty Dixon 5 is in the making as are the requests. I haven’t forgotten about you! Groetjes!

posted 4 weeks ago @ 04 Aug 2014 with 3 notes
Shane and I sat outside of Hershels house that night and I looked at him wondering what was wrong. His eyes looked empty and he sat staring out in front of himself for a very long time before we spoke."Are you okay Shane?" I whispered softly, noticing a slight twitch when he heard his name. He sighed and rubbed his eyes before looking at me."Yeah, why?" he asked softly, hollow eyes staring back."You look like… like you’re sick or something." Honestly he looked like he was turning into a walker but I’d rather not tell him that. "I’m fine. Just tired.""Well go to sleep, I’ll stay out and watch.""No, I’m fine out here.""Shane, you’ve just been acting different.""What are you talking about?" I scooted closer to him and cupped his chin looking into his dark eyes that seemed like black pits now. They had been filled with happiness and joy before the dead came back to life, and even in the beginning he was fine handeling it but now he had become distant and closed off.
"I miss you baby," I whispered and he sighed and brushed through my hair, kissing my crown and wraping his arms around me. I loved him but in reality I had no idea what he had been doing behind my back, and the reason why he had become so distant was his own lack in honesty.

Shane and I sat outside of Hershels house that night and I looked at him wondering what was wrong. His eyes looked empty and he sat staring out in front of himself for a very long time before we spoke.
"Are you okay Shane?" I whispered softly, noticing a slight twitch when he heard his name. He sighed and rubbed his eyes before looking at me.
"Yeah, why?" he asked softly, hollow eyes staring back.
"You look like… like you’re sick or something." Honestly he looked like he was turning into a walker but I’d rather not tell him that. 
"I’m fine. Just tired."
"Well go to sleep, I’ll stay out and watch."
"No, I’m fine out here."
"Shane, you’ve just been acting different."
"What are you talking about?" I scooted closer to him and cupped his chin looking into his dark eyes that seemed like black pits now. They had been filled with happiness and joy before the dead came back to life, and even in the beginning he was fine handeling it but now he had become distant and closed off.

"I miss you baby," I whispered and he sighed and brushed through my hair, kissing my crown and wraping his arms around me. I loved him but in reality I had no idea what he had been doing behind my back, and the reason why he had become so distant was his own lack in honesty.

posted 1 month ago @ 23 Jul 2014 with 21 notes
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Anonymous said:
Request: The moment when Daryl and Beth realize they love each other

Okay, I’m not much of a shipper but I can try. ^^

answered 1 month ago @ 23 Jul 2014 with 6 notes
Anonymous said:
Request: daryl goes on a supply run and runs into a really beautiful woman fighting off some walkers in a store or something and he helps her and convinces her to come back to camp. :)))

Okie dokie~!

answered 1 month ago @ 23 Jul 2014