Daryl Dixon x Male!Reader - SomedayTitle: Someday
Grey skies began to cloud in and roll against one another as the sound of worn down shoes scraped against the scattered bits of gravel along the broken road. Surrounded by nothing but forest and the occasional homestead, the young man hoisting himself along was clearly nothing but dead at this point.
His clothing was covered in dirt, punctured with holes and lathered in rips. The splash of blood that ran up and down his face was dried and he was covered in sweat due to the heavy beating sun that seemed to get hotter and hotter within every passing second. Ever since the world had shifted, nearly dying was part of [Y/n]'s regular everyday life. It was true for him, true for most. But yet his body never seemed to break down and truly quit on him.
But as of now.. He was feeling indifferent. He wanted to end it. End it all right there and then. Even if he did know how to cure the wretched disease.
'Just let me break down here. Let the roamers com
Ominous- Jeff The Killer x Reader Ch.9
You felt a chill run down your back.
The screaming continued echoing off the walls, until you couldn't take it anymore.
Disobeying Jeff's orders, you slowly tiptoed down the upstairs hallway. The screaming became clearer until you could make out words.
"Please no! I'm begging you!"
The voice didn't belong to Jeff, or anyone else you could think of. You could hear noises like water hitting a hard floor.
A voice of complete and utter insanity.
You swallowed heavily and moved closer to one wall, inching your way downstairs.
The screaming died down and was replaced with choking noises, then silence.
The laughter however, continued, and suddenly you wanted to turn and run back upstairs.
You didn't want to know what just happened.
As you turned the corner you saw the door that lead to a garage.
The sounds had come from there.
You gripped the metal door handle and twisted it, quietly opening the wooden door.
You wanted to vomit.
The sickeningly metalic smell of blood hit
Older!Carl Grimes x Male!Reader: Remember that...It's been a while since you started your adventure with Carl, if you considered slaying walkers an adventure.
Hopefully, today will be the day you'd tell him how you feel as well, but for some reason, you found living surrounded by zombies a little easier.
What if he rejected your feelings?
The thought made you break a little on the inside.
Every since this whole apocalypse started you made sure you didn't get close to anyone. You lost so many people you cared about... So many... People...
"Hey, (Y/N)?" Carl's voice made you snap out of your thoughts, "What's the matter with you?"
"H-huh? What are you-" you felt warm tears on your face and wiped them away, "I'm so... My bad... I..."
You felt kind of weak at the moment, having a mental and emotional breakdown in front of Carl like this.
No matter how much you tried to dry your eyes, the tears kept coming back!
Carl wasn't exactly sure about how to handle a situation like this. The only kind of situation he'd gotten used to involved kill