Till The End - Ch. 1 - Pt. 2

Till the End - Ch. 1 - Pt. 3

Chapter 1

Endings and Beginnings

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“Why are you in my house?” Comes a voice from behind him. Daryl spins around and aims towards where the voice came from. He sees a sharp movement from lower towards the ground and aims his bow lower till her can see. “P-please don’t hurt m-me.” A small girl has tears running down her face and is hugging a stuffed cow close to her. “Your ‘ight. I ain’t gon hurt ya.” Daryl lowers his aim off of the girl and looks her over for a minute. “Where's your parents kid?” Daryl looks around the corner to see if someone is about to come in after her. “They left a couple of days ago and haven't come back.” The girl sniffles as she talks, making it take longer for her to respond. “Sorry kid but they're probably gone.” Daryl decides to talk to the kid since he doesn’t think she’s going anywhere else, at least not for a while. “You mean they're not coming back?” The little girl looks like she’s about to start crying all over again and Daryl is too busy taking cans and jars out of the girl’s pantry to realize it. “Nah kid, they’re-” Daryl stops when he hears the girl start crying again, this time harder. “Ah, shit. Look I’m sorry. I’m not used to kids.” Daryl kneels on the ground in front of her in hopes that he can calm her down. He doesn’t know what else to do, yet before he can come up with anything the girl leans her body onto his. Daryl’s body tenses and freezes on the touch. He sits like that for a moment before he cautiously moves his arms around her. “What's your name kid?” Daryl speaks as softly as he can, realizing that his voice may scare her. “Crimson.” She says through her sniffles. “Daryl Dixon.” he simply says back to her. “Oh, Crimson Mills. That's my full name.” She pulls out of the weird hug slowly, just enough to see his face. Daryl keeps his hands on her shoulders, as if she may run away. “Alright Crimson Mills, would you like to come back to where I’m staying? I hate to break it to you, but your parents probably aren’t coming back. But I’ll tell you what, we can leave them a note so they can find you if they do come back?” Daryl tries to sound as nice as he can, and he tries to read her face but he can’t tell if she's going to start crying again or not. Instead of replying, Crimson just nods her head. “Alright, do you want to write the note?” Again, Crimson just nods in response before she runs off. Daryl sits for a moment, lost in thought. What the heck were they going to do with a kid? He only wastes a second more before packing up the rest of the kid’s food. By the time he’s brought the bag out to his bike, he sees that the girl has left the note on the counter. She had come down a little earlier to ask where to put that her parents could pick her up. He told her to just write the prison, and they would know where it was. She came out the door with the backpack on, full of the things that Daryl had helped her pack. Some clothes, her coloring book, her string that she used to make bracelets, and she held her stuffed cow, who he has learned is named Moo Moo, in her arms. “Ready? I ain’t wain all day.” She only nods yes in return and shuts the door to her house behind her. When she sees that none of the monsters are close, she walks to the gate. She glances up at Daryl, sending him a worried look. “ ‘Ts alright, they won’t get ya” He opens the gate for her and lets her through before closing it behind her. He lifts her up and sets her on the motorcycle seat, in front of where he will sit. He shows her where to lean forward slightly and hold onto the handlebars. “Ready?” Daryl looks down and expects her to only nod, but to his surprise, she responds. “Yes, I love motorcycles.” He sees the giant grin on her face and almost smirks himself. As they take off towards the prison Crimson doesn’t even realize that her parents are with all the other monsters watching as they drive by. Her thoughts stuck to the fact that she was riding on a motorcycle. She is only six.

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Part 1

Part 2

I promise it gets better, this is kinda just the sucky intro chapter

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Hey y’all, so I’ve been a bit absent for a hot minute… oops! I’m back for the summer though! Let me catch y’all up! I’m still working on TWD, I haven’t actually finished it. I’m also still very, very, very, into Star Wars, I do RP on here for that for the most part. I’m also trying to expand my horizons, so I started watching My Hero Academia. I’m already working on some fic’s for that. Anyone reading who is here for my Daryl Dixon fics don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten about you! I’m currently trying to balance work and my “vacations” with my hobbies, while also giving myself time to relax and chill.

Till the End - Ch. 2 - Pt. 1

Chapter 2

The New

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Daryl looks down to once again check on the little girl riding in front of him. When he sees that she's okay and isn’t scared, he goes even faster. Crimson has a huge smile on her face, the ride on the bike is exciting and new to her. It scares her at times, like when he turns and the bike leans, but it’s still fun. When Daryl pulls back up to the gate Crimson is giggling from the way the bumps make her feel, and if you look close enough you can see a smirk on Daryl’s face. Daryl slows down and uses his feet to keep the bike steady. Rick and Glenn come running up to the gate and quickly slide it open. Daryl hits the gas once again to get the bike inside and stops a small way up the path. He waits for Rick and Glenn to close the gate and come around to the front of the bike. Rick and Glenn are taken by surprise when they see the small girl grinning in front of Daryl. They both look confused and share uneasy glances. Crimson stops smirking and sinks back into Daryl’s chest when she notices the two seemingly angry men looking at her. “We’ll talk later.” Daryl looks between the two and takes off after getting a nod from Rick. “How are we gonna take care of another kid?” Glenn turns to look at Rick with his head slightly to the side. “I have no idea.” Rick watched Daryl drive up the road some before turning to look at Glenn. Glenn just smirked and shrugged before walking off to continue working, Rick following shortly after. Daryl pulls through the open gate and parks his bike by the other cars. He pulls the kickstand out and slowly and carefully leans the bike on it, making sure Crimson is stable enough to stay on it. Lori and Carol come out at this time and see Daryl lifting the girl off the bike. Daryl glances up to see them walking out and decides that they could probably comfort her and get her cleaned up better than he could. “This is Lori, and that there is Carol.” Daryl looks down at the little girl, who seems more frightened of them than she was of him. “They can help get ya cleaned up and settled in.” Daryl steps around her as he talks, getting the supplies he found off the bike. He hoists it on his shoulder and watches how Lori interacts with Crimson. “Hi, I’m Lori. This is Carol.” Lori bends down in front of the girl, not too close but within arm's length. Carol simply smiles down at the girl. “We’re gonna take you in and get you cleaned up. And then you can pick out your own room, how about that?” At that moment the two girls were just too close for Crim to be ok with. She has a worried and scared look on her face and quickly rushes to where Daryl is standing next to her. Crimson grabs a small part of his pants, just enough to where she will know if he moves. Lori just stands up and smiles. “Looks like she's attached.” Lori comments before patting Daryl on the shoulder and walking back into the prison. Carol gives Daryl a nod before heading to where Rick and the others are. “Well, I guess yer stuck with me.” Daryl looks down at the girl and gives her a small smirk before nodding for her to follow him into the prison. “Not that I know what to do with ya.” he mutters under his breath before opening the gate, letting you through, and closing it behind him. “Follow me I guess.” Daryl half mumbles to you before leading you inside. -----

Part 2

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Till the End - Intro

Intro Welcome to the Beginning of the End

It was the end of the world. For anyone and everything. Seriously, it was the end. The ones who are still here are the ones who made it past. We completed the game and then we just kept going. It was hard though. It still is. Sometimes we're too busy running for our lives to even think about the fact that we are running from our lives from things we never thought possible. And then there are other times when we're so bored and don't have a clue what to do with ourselves. I like it when we're in the middle. When we're going on adventures and when we get to see what there is in the world, and when I get to train with Daryl. But not to the point where we're literally running for our lives. I just want you all to know my story. Our story, and how we made it past the end, and then we made it past the end again, and again, and again. My name is Crimson, Crimson Rue Mills, and my father is Daryl Dixon. I was 6 when this whole thing happened. I mean the end of the world. When the walkers showed up. You know what I'm talking about. Anyway, here's my story if you wanna listen.

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#13 from the prompt list please!

Hey Anon! So I was going to start working on this, but then I realized that I didn't know how you wanted it done!

If you're new here, I usually write Daryl x Daughter!Reader. However, I didn't know if you wanted that or just Daryl x Reader. I promise I'll get started just as soon as you get back to me. Or the second option is since a lot of my followers are here for Daryl x Daughter!Reader, but some may want it the other way, I write the same start and when it gets to the ending just switch it up to fit both and write "2" different fics.

Let me know what you want tho and I'll get right on it.

THE LITTLEST THINGS CAN HONESTLY MEAN SO, SO MUCH

i was just idly looking at the bookmarks on one of my fics and, nestled in between somebody's perfunctory tags (hurt/comfort, soft boys, completed etc) was a tag very simply named 'WOW' ...and, well. feck me backwards if that didn't make my whole goddamn day ×10 better lol.

my dudes, i can assure you that the above is often all it takes to make a writer's/artist's heart bloom with happiness.

so, i urge you to reblog! reblog! reblog! here on tumblr dot com and try to say something kind in the tags, a mere keysmash even.

on AO3, always leave kudos if you read fic or look at art there and—whenever and wherever you possibly can—comment to your hearts content, even if that is only more keysmash or just one word or a wee emoji (or a few!). also, if you bookmark publicly, try to tag it with something complimentary like my reader did or leave a nice description as a part of your recommendation because the author gets to see those things, too.

I PROMISE YOU THAT NONE OF THIS WILL EVER GO UNNOTICED OR UNAPPRECIATED!

sometimes a single word or symbol can mean the whole world <3

Till the End - Chapters and Links

Main Moodboard

All Moodboards - On Pinterest

Intro

Chapter 1: Endings and Beginnings

Daryl finds a girl who has just lost the only people she has left

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Chapter 2: The New

When they get back to the compound, Crimson is scared, and wont leave Daryl's side

Part 1

Part 2

Chapter 3: Shes Only Six

Currently in the Works

Google Classroom - Daryl Dixon

(and the rest of the walking dead)

Please come and visit! We would love to talk and see you around!

All of my work is collected here, as well as a place for us to talk, for you all to share your work or what your working on, get help, and of course, to talk about whatever we want!

Link: https://classroom.google.com/c/NTI5ODk0MjU4Mzc1?cjc=4o3eotm

Class Code: 4o3eotm

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Till the End - Ch. 1 - Pt. 1

Chapter 1 Endings and Beginnings

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Crimson sits coloring in her book in her living room. Her parents went out a while ago and haven’t come back. Although when she thinks about it they’ve gone out for a while before and come back every time. Plus, at the age of six, a kid isn’t thinking about how long their parents have been gone. Crimson finishes one page after another as she waits and waits for her parents to come back. Just like she does every time. She tried to go with them one time. She was curious and wanted to see what they did every time they left the house. She was never allowed to go outside anymore. She got to open the upstairs windows sometimes, and the fresh air was always nice but she wanted to go outside. She saw people walking all the time. Up and down the streets. Sometimes they would walk with each other. She didn’t understand why they never talked to each other or why they just bumped into each other until she went out.

Going outside was the most terrifying thing she's ever done. She watched as what she once thought were people attack her parents. She watched as they stabbed each and every one. Over and over again. Until she couldn’t watch anymore and she ran inside. She hasn’t looked out a window since. And now she's finished another coloring page since her parents have been gone. Eventually, she looks towards the window and it’s dark. Now she starts to worry, a weird feeling rising up in her stomach. She decides to go upstairs and put herself to bed, thinking her parents would be proud to come home to her already in bed. She changes into her pjs and even reads her book to herself, or at least she tries. She puts her book on her bedside table and grabs her favorite stuffed animal cow. She named him Moo Moo when she first got him. It’s been her favorite ever since. She gets under the blankets and pulls them up to her neck. She grabs Moo Moo and pulls him under with her. She pulls him in close, snuggling with him, her little body curled into a little ball. “Goodnight, Moo Moo.” She quietly says to the stuffed cow, as if it would speak back. Crimson’s eyes quickly grow tired, and she quickly falls asleep.

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Part 2

Part 3

This is kinda the sucky intro chapter but I hope y'all enjoyed anyway. make sure to go look at pt. 2

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