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@daryldix0n​  || random inbox stuff  || ALWAYS ENCOURAGED  "Just don't know how to get her back is all. It's like she's all messed up in her head and it's put her in a place I can't reach her. Never happened like this before..least not this bad." Daryl sits on the edge of the bed, watching Paul writing in that notebook of his. "S'frustrating as hell."

paul feels a little too out of the loop with some of the events going on  .  a little too focused on his failings as a leader and a little more on his recovery  .  most have stopped telling him whats been going on in fear of what the stress could do to him  .  it didn’t help that it almost killed him for a second time when he was informed of the number of hilltop residents that had been killed  . 

 the thought still haunts him , that they lost their lives and he wasn’t THERE  .  paul sits in the quiet with his notebook and sighs softly before placing it aside .  and sits up a little more with his support from his uninjured arm  .  ❝  you know she’ll find her way back  ,  daryl  .  she always does and she’s STRONG  .  i think all you can do is be there for her right now  and maybe stop trying so hard to get through to her  .  if she’s not open to it then it’s not going to work  . ❞

some would say he’s been teetering on the edge of some kind of brink lately with how much he’s curled into himself  ,  made excuses time and time again  .  just in a different way he’s sure from what daryl is speaking of  .  ❝  i know you won’t ever give up on her and i wouldn’t ever ask you to  ,  but sometimes people just need to figure this stuff out in their own time  . ❞

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@daryldix0n​ said:

"you walked through those gates but...did /you/ come back? s'what i need ta know.."

carol can understand daryl’s hesitation.  she hasn’t been the most stable, or the most trusting in recent weeks.  all promises being broken only moments after she agrees to them.  but for the first time in ages, carol finally feels like herself.  her old self, the one dating back to the prison days.  she’s still feeling the remnants of pain from the passing of her child, but she’s strong.  she’s rational again, finally having faced her demons.  no longer did she have the desire to flee, to run from her problems.  she knew where she truly belonged, and it was wherever he went.

❝ you know...  i think i did.  this whole time i thought killing her would solve all my problems.  it didn’t.  the problem was in me, daryl.  all the demons that have built up since before the turn.  i always pushed them down, ignored them, let the weight continue to pile on my shoulders.  i faced them, each one of them.  i don’t think i’ve felt this light since before i met ed. ❞  even offers daryl a little smile, and reaches up to touch his shoulder.  ❝ i’m here. ❞

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@daryldix0n replied to your post: I MURDERED my garlic bread

jesus. how is that even possible????

...i was cooking salmon and garlic bread at the same time and let the bread stay under the broiler after too long. BARELY too long but it caught on fire and didnt take long to turn black. it was stupid. 

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daryldix0n asked: "that's bullshit and you know it. ain't no way i'm waiting here for them to show up. not when i can take care of the problem long before they're right at our door!" (idk have a random)

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    Rick pinches the bridge of his nose, not at all surprised by Daryl’s protest, but Rick’s own stubborn mindset tells him that his plan is better than rushing in half-cocked. If they waited, the assholes wouldn’t have a chance if they reached their gates. He’s convinced of that. In the past, it might not’ve worked out necessarily. Waiting had lost them everything before. But, marching into war again? Rick’s hesitant. 

    ❝ That what you think? ❞ he asks, head tilting, squinting in Daryl’s direction. ❝ I'm not over here spoutin’ bullshit just to spout bullshit, ❞ he reminds him.

    He doesn’t agree. And more than that, he’s not about to let Daryl take off and do anything on his own. If he was determined to do something, Rick would be right behind him -- trying to reason him out of it, but also prepared to make damn sure that he didn’t get himself into trouble that he couldn’t get out of.

    ❝ And how’re you goin’ to deal with it? What are you goin’ to do, Daryl? If you have a plan, I’m listenin’. But I’m not lettin’ you get yourself killed either. ❞

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from x @daryldix0n "It's okay," Aaron said, fingers smoothing over the blanket in his lap. "Don't think I could sleep right now if I tried," he said. Some days it happened, where he'd put his head down on the pillow and his thoughts would just race, circling round and around, refusing to stop. He had a feeling tonight would be one of those nights, so he hadn't even bothered. Eventually, exhaustion would pull at him, but for now he was content to sit here with Daryl, even if it wasn't exactly a happy subject to be discussing.

"I don't think it does get easier....you just...." he frowned. "You just get more used to the pain, I guess." They'd lost countless people since the world had ended - in terrible, brutal, traumatizing ways. They'd lost so many people, and they'd killed just as many. Before the end of the world, Aaron had spent a lot of time in war torn countries but he'd never - he'd never thought he'd ever have blood on his hands.

But he did. So much blood.

But it was hard enough to think about those they lost and that at the same time, so he shoved the thoughts away. "After Eric I thought -" he pressed his lips together. "I thought I could never get close to anyone again. But - I don't think we can make it like that. Even if you know loss is inevitable. That it'll hurt...." he shrugged, not sure what he was getting at. It was three am, and even if he couldn't fall asleep, it didn't mean his thoughts wanted to align themselves neatly in order.

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This big ol’ house was far too much for her—too many bedrooms and just her. It didn’t make sense that she stayed here all by herself. She wanted to stay in Alexandria—she didn’t want to make the move to the Hilltop even though she missed Maggie terribly. So, she knew she would have to find a roommate. The first name that popped in her head was Daryl Dixon because he had yet to set his roots anywhere.

It wouldn’t be all that different from when the two of them were on their own on the run together. The difference this time would be they were safe. Still—if it wasn’t all that different why was she nervous to ask him? 

The blonde tried to push those feelings aside as she finally found Daryl out checking the perimeter. She stopped in her tracks for a moment before clearing her throat, announcing her presence—though she was sure he heard her approaching. Once she caught his gaze she blurted out the question before she chickened out. 

❝You wanna move in with me?❞