Apocalypse Stories/Vibes
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For Daryl Dixon the world ended days before it did for almost everyone else, and it was heralded with a prerecorded phone message instead of a bang.
An AU fic where Daryl met Paul several years before the apocalypse.
UPDATE 1/12/2019: I was really put off the ship/fandom when the spoilers about Jesus dying started coming out this past summer, so I decided to end this fic at chapter 25 since there was a nice emotional resolution. Obviously I came back but don't have the inspiration for this particular universe, so I wrote down my plans for a sequel on my tumblr. Check it out: https://tinyurl.com/ripplessequel
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Daryl is twelve years old when the dead start walking. Instead of Merle, his dad tries to lead him to Atlanta.
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- Part 1 of Founding Fathers
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Bookmarked by Thund3rStorms
25 Apr 2023
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Absolutely fucking incredible. I wept.
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Figuring it Out by AbigailHT, CanonCannon, GayNinjaBadass (maximumred)
Fandoms: The Walking Dead (TV)
03 Aug 2017
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"What happened? Not that I mind having him, he’s a godsend when Hershel cries at night, I'm getting twice as much sleep… but I thought you two were, um, getting along." There's something off about Maggie’s tone in that last sentence, but Paul is too irritated to try to figure it out.
He couldn’t quite bring himself to tell Maggie that her brother was a homophobic asshole, though, so he just snapped, "Hell if I know, he won't talk to me about it. Ask him."
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Daryl isn’t sure when he started noticing Paul Rovia. Not the kind of noticing that a truck thief or escaped prisoner should get, and not the kind of notice that a new friend or worthy comrade deserved, either.
He just feels compelled to look at the guy, as if he’s sighted some quick animal that might dart behind a tree at any second.