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She’s the betta half of the two

anonymous asked:

53 with pre apocalypse Daryl pleaseeee

At first, you can’t help but think the worse. The first loud thump from your living room was undeniably the sound of someone’s body hitting the ground. The second, the window slamming shut behind them. You knew you had little self-defence skills, and it was unlikely you’d be able to fight off an intruder. 

Through the open doorway, you could see a shadowy figure moving to the walls. You found yourself getting out of bed, despite the voice in your head screaming for you to stay still and pray you’ll get out of this alive. 

Your eyes never leave the figure. Instead, you search with your hands along your side table for something useful to use. Something cold hits your fingertips, spreading a tingle down the back of your hand. You glance to it, momentarily, to find a glass of ice cold water. 

It’ll do. You thought, grasping the glass in your shaky hands. Carefully, you sneak closer to the living room. At this point, you’re in the doorway. You ignore the liquid inside, raising the glass up to the same level as your face. Some splashes on the ground, but barely makes a noise. 

Yet the figure snaps it’s head to you, staring your way. 

“(Y/N)?” It asks. You recognize the voice almost instantly.

You sigh, pulling the cord on your lamp to illuminate the room. He stands there, dark clothing, dirty boots and all. You mumble a curse to yourself, setting the glass on the table beside you. 

“What the fuck, Daryl? Ever heard of knocking – or just calling?” 

He chuckles, which usually would’ve made your heart flutter, but at the moment it was recovering. “Sorry, (Y/N). Didn’t mean to frighten ya.” 

Daryl walked closer to you, “Just wanted to know if you wanted to..” He shrugs, looking up at you. You can see in the dim lighting, his eyes growing as he fumbles to say the words on his tongue. He looks nervous, and his voice sounds like it as he finishes, “I don’t know.. get some ice cream?” 

A smile starts tugging on your lips, and the small part of you that was annoyed by his actions had dissipated into nothing. You stare at him, the smile curing your chapping lips. A soft nod washes him over with relief. 

“Okay, sure. Just let me get dressed.” You mumble, turning to enter your room again. But before you close the door, you look back at the Dixon boy standing in your living room, his hands tucked in his jean pockets. “But Daryl,” You chuckle, Who crawls through someone’s window at 4am to go for ice cream?”


“Mum used to say we were the same soul split in two and walking around on four legs. It seems unnatural being born together and then dying apart.Melodie Ramone, After Forever Ends (inspiration)


“House Tyrell continues through my brothers,” Ser Loras said. “It is not necessary for a third son to wed, or breed.”

“Not necessary, but some find it pleasant. What of love?”

When the sun has set, no candle can replace it.”