I've been reading TWD fan fiction lately and I tell you I am sick to death of combing through pages and pages of DarylxOC fics and BLLLLEEGH worse- Dethyl fics, kill me!! I don't get what's so great about her, fuck Beth!!!! Caryl is where it's at. Carol is a total badass, she's the only one I want to see with Daryl. Fuck Beth, quit writing about her already.
As mentioned before in a previous post id like to imagine the moments we don't see Beth and Daryl together during their time alone at the shack and funeral home as being a mix between the fic 18 miles out and damaged heros.
I like to imagine all the soft sweet moments of 18 miles out but with Beth being a lot more brazen and bold and knowing exactly what she wants which is Daryl Dixon like in damaged heros.
Whether or not they took it to the sex level doesn't matter as much even though come on of course I like to imagine it went down.
But id like to think they stumble onto the group finally and Maggie is disapproving, maybe not a total bitch like in damaged heros but definitely thinking its not the best match for her.
Daryl seeing this recoils from Beth being normal Daryl and thinking he is not good enough for her.
They have a fight and Daryl lashes out trying to drive Beth away from him and saying some really mean things, Beth of course knows what Daryl is doing but it hurts nonetheless. She runs off and this is when she is kidnapped.
Daryl isn't able to forgive himself and vows when he finds her he will do everything in his power to make her his for always.
When they finally find her at the hospital and she steps back from Dawn and into team family again Daryl thinks to himself how badly he wants to throw her into his arms and never let go. But he is worried how Beth will react how she feels about him now after what he said and he can sense himself Beth has changed some in his absence. (this is my only logically scenario for Daryl not throwing her up against that damn wall at grady but instead just giving her a gentle hand on the back)
Then in an instant she is gone, he thinks about blowing his head off right then and there. Upset for all the missed moments he could have had with her and all the things he never got to say. But he knows he has to carry Beth out of there, he wants to be the last one to hold her.
*insert feels*
ive been reading to much fan faction
I like how this started in a conversation tone and then I like changed and thought I knew how to write or something hahaha
I can't even cry anymore. I want to, but I am void of emotion when it comes to Bethyl now. I had hope, so much hope that they would find each other. Even if they didn't end up together, at least they would've been there for one another.
Beth and her and Daryl's daughter wearing matching outfits for a wedding
Quick waterpaint like sketch, kinda suck in photoshop when It comes to fast colouring.
Small story with the drawing (That really sucks because its almost 1 A.M and I'm so tired.
“There we go!” Beth pulled the pale pink dress skirt of her daughter out of the girl’s underwear and brushed it back down. “Now your perfect!”
Annie giggled and twirled her pink little dress. “Thank you, mama!”
Beth grabbed the small pink hairbrush from the ground along with a hair tie and a white ribbon. “Do you want me to do your hair or daddy?”
“Daddy!”
“Hmm, your daddy is better at this, isn’t he?” Beth asked the little girl as Daryl walked in the bedroom, struggling with the black tie of his suit.
“I’m better at what?”
The young child grasped the tools out her mother’s hands and ran towards her father, giving him the tools.
“Bun or ponytail?”
“Bun! Bun!”
Beth let out a laugh as Daryl gathered the dirty blond tresses of Annie and started brushing it, carefully not to hurt her. The he gathered them up and brushed the fallen strands back into the rest.
Daryl asked the girl to twirl and she did, the skirt of her dress following her. “Careful,” he said as he pushed the hair into a bun, tying the hair tie he had around his wrist around it. He grabbed the ribbon he lay down on the nightstand and tied it around the hair tie.
“Perfect.”
Beth smiled as Annie gloated. “Wanna look in the mirror?” she asked as the child ran back to her mother. The girl nodded and Beth handed her the hand mirror.
As the girl admired her looks, Daryl approached Beth. “You won’t make to the front door in those shoes.”
“Oh ha-ha,” Beth rolled her eyes.
“Don’t come crying to me when you break your ankle on those,” Daryl scoffed.
“It’s just for one evening,” she tried to get up from the small chair she was sitting on, only her high heels were working against her.
“Hmm?” she heard Daryl tease. “You can’t even get up, huh?”
Beth tried again, but her ankle doubled over as she put too much weight on it. She grimaced and looked at Daryl with a sheepish smile. He sighed and walked out of the bedroom.
When he returned he had a pair of her cowboy boots in his hands. “I think these will suit you more and you can walk on those.”
“Aw, daddy,” Annie whined as she placed the mirror on her parents bed. “Now momma and I won’t match anymore, “ she pouted.
Daryl snorted and pulled out a pair of miniature cowboy boots from behind the door and winked. “Well, now you can match again,” he said as he slipped the white shoes off the little girl’s feet and replaced them with the boots.
It's 1789 and the people of Paris are stirring up tension. The poor beg for food and start up insurrection in the streets of Paris. Bethany Marie de Billancourt grows up as nobility and has a good life. After an attack on their summer house in the end of July, Beth her life has been turned upside down at the hands of the revolution. Then in 1792, la Garde nationale storm into aristocrats houses and arrest the inhabitants. Her mother and brother got taken as her chambermaid Amy hides Beth in the closet under the staircase. Scared at the aftermath of the raiding, Beth is alone and scared. She ends up in the Rue des Francs-Bourgeuois and finds shelter in the house of the Family Grimes, who gives her a chance to rebuild her life. Soon enough, la Garde nationale hunts down all the aristocrats down to send them to the Guillotine and Rick calls in his good friend Daryl to smuggle the girl out of the country.
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New fic in progress! Currently planning out the plot and details and I'll start on chapter one soon.
First of all, it's a pain to think up all the names and stuff... Because well, they all have English names and it plays in France, so I came up with a couple sollutions, some of them have a French counterpart like Maggie's full name can be Marguerite, Shawn becomes Jean etc. Annette was already a French name so that was easy. And others can be immigrants who came to France before the Revolution. Egh, I'm still working this whole thing out. Some of the street names and de Billancourt come from a book called The Guillotine by Simone van der Vlugt.
Second, the title was hard to come up with so I kept it simple :P