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  1. Super Junior - 백일몽 (Evanesce)
  2. Super Junior - Don’t Leave Me
  3. Super Junior-K.R.Y. - 도로시 (Dorothy)
  4. Super Junior-D&E (Donghae&Eunhyuk) - 너는 나만큼 (Growing Pains)
  5. Super Junior-D&E (Donghae&Eunhyuk) - Sweater & Jeans
  6. Kyuhyun - 광화문에서 (At Gwanghwamun)  
  7. Kyuhyun - 밀리언조각 (A Million Pieces)
  8. YURI (유리) X SEOHYUN (서현) - Secret
  9. SNSD (소녀시대) - Sailing 0805
  10. TAEYEON - Why
  11. TAEYEON - Rain
  12. TAEYEON (태연) – Hands on Me
  13. TIFFANY (티파니) - Heartbreak Hotel
  14. Yoona (윤아) (ft. 10cm) - Deoksugung Stonewall Walkway
  15. Luna (루나) – Galaxy
  16. SHINee (샤이니) - View
  17. SHINee - Farewell My Love
  18. SHINee - Symptoms
  19. Taemin (태민) - Press Your Number
  20. Taemin - Ace
  21. Taemin - Danger
  22. Taemin - Experience
  23. Taemin - Play Me (소나타)
  24. VIXX - Error
  25. VIXX LR - Beautiful Liar
  26. Jonghyun- Hallelujah
  27. Jonghyun (ft. Iron) - Crazy (Guilty Pleasure)
  28. Jonghyun (ft. Zion.T) - Déjà-Boo
  29. Jonghyun - She is (좋아)
  30. Jonghyun (종현) – Moon
  31. BTS (방탄소년단) - Butterfly
  32. BTS (방탄소년단) - Run
  33. Exo (엑소) - Lotto
  34. Exo - Monster
  35. NCT U - The 7th Sense
  36. NCT U - Without You
  37. NCT 127 - Mad City
  38. NCT 127 - Paradise
  39. NCT 127 - Wake Up
  40. Red Velvet (레드벨벳) - 7월 7일 (One Of These Nights)
  41. Red Velvet - Wish Tree (세가지 소원)
  42. Red Velvet - Oh Boy
  43. Red Velvet - Candy
  44. Winner - Empty (공허해)
  45. iKON - Apology (지못미)
  46. Taeyang (태양) – Eyes, Nose, Lips (눈, 코, 입)
  47. Bigbang - Haru Haru (하루 하루)
  48. Bigbang - Monster
  49. Bigbang - If You
  50. Bigbang - Blue
  51. Winner (Mino X Taehyun) - Pricked
  52. Block B - Toy
  53. Oh My Girl - A-ing (내 얘길 들어봐) (ft. Skull & HaHa)
  54. Oh My Girl - Closer
  55. Oh My Girl - Windy Day
  56. T-ara - Day By Day
  57. CNBlue - Can’t Stop
Hate Him

Daryl Dixon x Reader

Originally posted by theultimatewalker

Warnings: none

Word Count: 1, 273

THIS IS FOR @orangefizzff


“So,” Maggie drawled. “You like him?”

You rolled your eyes. “Mags, please, I don’t like him,” you denied. Maggie shoved a crowbar through the fence, the lone walker falling to the ground.

“I mean,” you continued, twirling the blade in hand, “I don’t hate him, but I don’t like him like that.”

Maggie laughed. “[Y/n], you think you can lie to me? You’re my cousin, Graham Cracker, I know you.”

You wrinkled your nose at the old nickname. “How’s Glenn?” you inquired, changing the subject. “He’s fine,” Maggie replied. “How’s Daryl?” she teased.

You froze and glared at her. “I don’t like Daryl,” you said shortly. “Oh, yeah, that’s right,” Maggie snickered, slinging the crowbar over her shoulder. “You just don’t hate him.”


An hour later, you turned your neck at the sound of a motor revving. Daryl had returned from his daily run for food. You tucked the dagger into your pocket and ran over to the fence, undoing the chains and making an opening for him to come back home.

After he parked, you quickly  shut the gates, not allowing any sort of un-alive entity in.

“No bites, not bruises?” you asked sarcastically as he unmounted the bike. Your eyes couldn’t help but wander his muscular arms, his jawline.

“You wanna check me out?” he retorted. You blinked, snapping out of the trance. “What, no!” you squeaked. “I’m not checking you out.”

Daryl raised an eyebrow. “What?”

“What?”

He shook his head. “You’re lucky you’re pretty, ‘cause you don’t seem very well off otherwise.” He slung a line of raw animal corpse over his shoulder and strode away. You crossed your arms, shifting your weight awkwardly and mumbling to yourself. Finally you sighed and stalked into the prison after him.


“So, you like him?”

Maggie ended at your side some time later as you overlooked the cellblock. Your hands tightened on the hand rail. “Don’t start with me,” you said with a tight smile. “Aw, Graham Cracker, ya know I’m just teasin’!” Maggie grinned in her southern drawl. “Stop calling me that,” you sighed, running a hand through your hair. You watched Daryl cradle baby Judith his arms down below, blinking dreamily. “Sureeee,“ Maggie muttered in your ear. “You just don’t hate him.”

You pushed Maggie away. “Marshmallow, shut up,” you told her as you walked off. "I will when you admit it!” she called after you.

Glenn put a hand on her waist as she tsked. “Still trying?” he asked.

“She’s so damn stubborn,” Maggie groaned. “Why is it so important to you that she tells him?” he laughed. “Because, I’ve known her all my life. [Y/n], she’s more than a cousin to me. When we were younger, Beth was Chocolate, I was Marshmallow, and she was Graham Cracker. But she just always closed herself off and never made any attempt to go out after boys. [Y/n] hasn’t had many boyfriends before and I want her to get out there.”

“Yes, because the midst of the end of the world is the great time to set her up with Daryl Dixon,” Glenn replied sarcastically. Maggie shot him a look that warned him to stop talking. “Daryl might like her back, you know, but he isn’t exactly the type of guy who does the sleepover confession thing,“ Maggie said slowly. "If only there were someone who’s known him that could ask…”

Glenn shut his eyes. “Don’t make me do it.”

“Do it.“

“Please don’t.”

“Glenn.”

“But, Maggie-!”

Glenn!”


“Sooo, Daryl,” Glenn said slyly, standing beside him in the cool night air. “I feel like we never just talk anymore.“

Daryl looked at Glenn like he had just sprung another head. “What do you want?”

Glenn raised his hands defensively. “I don’t want anything, man, I just want to talk to you.”

“No, seriously,” Daryl said shortly. “What do you want?”

Glenn sighed in defeat. “I sort of need some advice. Guy to guy advice.” Daryl waved an arm. "Man, I don’t want to hear about you and Mags’ personal life,” he grunted. “It’s not about that,” Glenn exclaimed. “It’s just-okay, see, the thing is that I have this friend who likes this other friend-,”

Daryl cut him off with a short laugh. “What friends?“

Glenn pursed his lips."Thanks for that, man. Now seriously, this friend; she really likes this guy and doesn’t have any clue what to do. Should she tell him?”

Daryl shrugged. “How the hell should I know?” he asked. “I’m not some sorta relationship master.”

Glenn nodded slowly. “Now if you were,” he elaborated, “which one of the girls in the prison would you date?” he blurted.

Daryl sent him an odd look. “None, thanks,” he replied sarcastically, going to walk away. “Wait!” Glenn sped after him. “Listen, you can’t tell anyone because I’m not supposed to tell you but I just can’t keep this in any longer! [Y/n] likes you.”

Daryl took a double take. “[Y/n]?” he repeated slowly.

“[Y/n].”

Daryl nodded slowly before letting out a slow whistle. “Huh.”

With that, he walked away.


“You told him what?!” Maggie exclaimed, jumping to her feet. Glenn held his head in his hands. “I couldn’t hold it in, I was dying. You know I can’t keep secrets.”

She sent him a harsh glance. “Yeah, I know Mr. There’s-Walkers-In-The-Barn-and-Lori’s-pregnant.”

“I knew you weren’t over that,” Glenn said accusingly.

“Listen,” Maggie interrupted. “Tomorrow, I will talk to Daryl and [Y/n] and you will sit out. [Y/n] absolutely cannot know that you know that Daryl knows.”

Glenn stared at her. “This isn’t high school, Maggie, okay, this is us living in a prison surrounded by dead people, I think it’s okay if [Y/n] finds out.”

“Oh, what do you know,” Maggie said, laying down and pulling the blankets over her. “Guess who ain’t puttin’ out tonight,” she said cooly.


“Hey, [Y/n]!”

You turned your head back, seeing Maggie approaching you. You yawned and stood up from the breakfast table, stretching your arms up. “Hey, Mags,” you  greeted. “Listen, I have to tell you somethin’ before you hear it from someone else,” she sighed. “I may have told Gl-what is that?” she suddenly demanded.

“What is what?” you said, looking around on alert.

“No, that, on your neck!”

You clamped a hand over your skin, adjusting the collar of your morning shirt. “Nothing, it’s a bruise.”

“A bruise on your neck?”

“I went for a walk and tripped on a branch, is that such a big deal?” you muttered, pushing past her. Maggie spun around and grabbed your wrist. “Is that a hickey?” she demanded again. “Pssh, no,” you laughed, waving a hand.

“Is it?” she asked again.

“Yes,” you finally admitted. “From who?!”

“From Daryl,” you said slowly, twirling a messy strand of hair around your finger. “I thought you didn’t like him,” Maggie said, crossing her arms. “Well,” you shrugged, “I don’t hate him.” You smiled at her and kissed your cousin’s cheek. “Bye.”

You pranced off, a slight hop in your step. Maggie stared after you, trying to process it.

A low whistle from beside her made her turn her head. Daryl watched you walk off, arms over his chest. “I never said I didn’t like her, you know,” he told Maggie, eyes glued onto you. “Should’ve told me sooner. I’ve been waiting for her all this time and you’d been keeping her from me.” He shook his head and walked off towards you. He casually slung an arm over your shoulder and kissed the top of your hair.

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