Till The End - Chapters And Links

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

Full training video of me practicing! Definetly not all the way there yet, but working on it!

It's a Prompt List! - For Daryl Dixon

COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN

Ok, so I actually love prompt lists because then I already have an idea for each one y'all just get to help me decide! These are for Daryl Dixon as he is the only character I'm writing for right now. If you join my Google Classroom you can find the prompt list there too. I'm only posting on Tumblr on scheduled dates, but on the Google Classroom things are posted when finished, even if they were requested on Tumblr, so if you wanna get things ahead of everyone else I suggest you head there. There is an info post attached to my account somewhere as well as on the pinned post.

“We will get through this. I promise.”

“Please come home.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“You can’t promise that.”

“Why are you so damn nice to me.”

“Why are you following me around like a lost duckling.”

“I love you, and that scares the shit outta me.”

“Stop pretending to be ok.”

“I hate it when you cry.”

“Why do you hate me so much.”

“Hey, can you help me out with something?”

“Sorry doesn’t just fix everything.”

“You fucked up, and now you have to fix it. I’m not just going to pretend you didn’t hurt me.”

“Why won't you tell me when you’re not ok?”

“I want to go home.” (Hospital)

“I hate this stupid bed.” (Hospital)

“Just a few more days, and you can come home.” (Hospital)

“I’ll stay right here the whole time.” (Hospital)

“Can't you just not work today?”

“I’m sorry it took me so long to realize I love you.”

COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN

Till the End - Ch. 1 - Pt. 2

Chapter 1

Endings and Beginnings

photos from Pinterest, moodboard by me

“I gotta go on another run soon, we’re gonna run low on supplies.” Daryl looks up at Rick from his gun. He woke up early this morning to clean it before going out. “Alright, you want me to go with you?” Rick looks at him over his water bottle. “Nah, I’ll only be out a bit.” Daryl finishes cleaning his gun at that moment, clicking everything back into place. Rick only nods at Daryl before walking back towards his cell, most likely to get Judith. Daryl nods back and walks in the opposite direction towards the door to the outside. Daryl has a funny feeling in him today, like he’s going to find something that he shouldn’t. Or at least that he wouldn't normally find. He shakes the feeling out of him as he grabs his jacket off of where it's hanging on his bike’s handle. He checks his bags and sees that he has a little food and two water bottles. That should last him long enough to go to the closest town. He slides onto the seat and turns on the bike. Glenn meets him at the gate to slide it open and they exchange a nod as Daryl takes off towards the road. He enjoys the calming ride through the forest and down the open road. When he reaches the neighborhood he easily rides past the walkers and parks in front of a house with a closed door. Its front gate is closed and the front door is shut as well. Which means either people are hiding out in there or someone died inside. He holds his crossbow in one hand and opens the gate with another. There are no walkers in the yard and it doesn’t look like any have even tried to get in. The yard looks fine other than some overgrown grass and weeds. No sign of struggle anywhere. He reaches the front door and knocks a couple of times, if someone is still living here he’ll just leave and go to another house. No one answers and no walkers can be seen or heard from where he's at. “Alright.” he mutters to himself, fine with the idea that this house might be full of stuff he can use and that he may only have to go to one or two others before heading back. He slowly opens the door and peeks inside. When no one and nothing comes at him he goes all the way in. Daryl holds his bow up, ready to shoot. He walks through the living room, a coloring book with crayons lying out on the table. An empty cup sits next to it, and that's when he realizes. There's condensation on the cup. No dust on the table, or at least not as much not as much as there should be. Daryl walks up and touches the coloring on the book. The crayon rubs off on his finger. “Someone was here? With a kid?” He mutters to himself again. He turns around and still holding up his bow, walks into the kitchen. He scans the room before opening the door to the small pantry. Then he realizes it’s fully stocked. He looks in the cupboards and sees that they're fully stocked as well.

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Part 1

Part 3

This is kinda the sucky intro chapter to the story but thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed!

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low-key convinced there was a cheerleading class on Kamino because they’re simply too good at this

Can someone tell me why I got a chicken. Like just why...

Random Animal Generator - Perchance

Yes.

He’s pretty.

That’s it. That’s the post.

Goodnight.

y/n, after seeing daryl all dressed up: someone cleans up nice. what's the occasion?

daryl: *snickers* uh, we have a date?

y/n: “we”?

daryl:

daryl: i forgot to ask ya, didn't i?

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Hey! I was the anon who requested #13. I figured you'd do darylxdaughter since that's also how I found you and I love how you write them! Thank you!

Ofc ofc ofc! I'll get right on it! Thanks for the clarification! <333 (also I'll reblog this when it's done or you can send me another ask and I'll attach it there. Sorry wasn't thinking ahead lol)