AGirlUnchained
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Paul finally gets a chance to say how he feels about Daryl...to Daryl. Sort of
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Paul has saved Daryl from the Saviors and has fallen for him, but it isn't what he hoped it would be.
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Paul is a hobby photographer obsessed with an artist named Daryl Dixon.
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Paul has stepped abroad The Moros, a ship that takes him on a long voyage where he meets Daryl, part of the crew and part of something else entirely.
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Paul is a deacon-in-training, sent to a small parish church as a final pastoral assignment. Daryl is court-mandated to go through a faith-affiliated rehabilitation program in said church, where he finally finds his Jesus.
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He grasped me so tightly. Like I was life itself. I felt him gasp against my back as the wind hit his hair. The motorcycle screamed down dilapidated concrete. His fingers dug into my side slipping between the ribs. I gasped too as thoughts only subconscious began to surface. I could feel the adrenaline coursing him through him into me. For this moment, it was simple. Escape, freedom and forward... I get to save Daryl. Feel him hold onto me. It’s a privilege.
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The aftermath of Daryl at the Sanctuary through Paul's eyes. There is something simmering underneath, something terrifying and new. After charged exchanges at Hilltop, they find themselves stuck in a cabin in the woods with some tension to resolve.
I don't know how cannon compliant this is, just kind of spitballing off of memory during my Walking Dead rewatch. Rating subject to change.
Also fuck AI this is all human made old man yaoi gtfo with that crap
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24 Jul 2026
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Rick Grimes is the premier "fixer" for the city’s elite, scrubbing away the sins of senators and CEOs. His son, Carl, is his shadow—a surgical instrument of a man who has never known a life outside the "Business." When a high-profile hit on a whistleblower goes sideways, they find themselves hunted by their own employers. Trapped in a high-octane game of survival, the professional boundaries between them dissolve into something far more visceral and dangerous.
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04 Jan 2026
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Dad used to joke all the time that he'd have no problem with handcuffing Carl to the backseat of his car and dragging his ass to the police station or even put him behind the bars if he ever caught him doing something wrong, and while he consistently rolled his eyes at Dad’s empty threats to keep him in line, they'd still have a laugh about it. Ultimately, it was silly. Even if there was a little voice in the back of Carl's mind that would whisper to him that those threats were not that empty. Even if the idea of Dad telling him to put his hands behind his back whilst using his infamous cop voice and clad in his uniform made something hot stir at the pit of his lower stomach in a way Carl didn’t like to think about.
But Dad isn't laughing now.
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22 Nov 2025
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Walking with the Sun by Not_So_Austen
Fandoms: The Walking Dead (TV), The Walking Dead: Daryl Dixon (TV 2023)
15 Jun 2025
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“Paul,” Daryl snapped, slapping Paul across the face again.
Paul pushed his tongue around his mouth. It felt sluggish and too big for the space.
“Wake up. Say somethin’ you goddamn asshole!”
Paul could feel Daryl’s hands bunching in the wet fabric of his shirt. His mouth dropped open, and it felt too wet, too salty in a way that wasn’t entirely familiar. In contrast, his throat felt bone dry and raw. He coughed and grainy, salty water burst from his lips. He turned his head to the side, coughing salty water out onto the ground. Daryl’s hands were there, pressing stray strands of hair from his face, smoothing the wet hair back until Paul stopped retching and collapsed back onto the wet ground again.
“Hey there, sailor,” he said, blinking up at Daryl through bleary eyes. The words rasped out of his dry throat and slid off his moist tongue. “You looking for a good time?”
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The Daryl Dixon series if Daryl and Paul were an old married couple bickering their way across France
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03 Nov 2025
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But then Paul just walked right up to it one day and stared it down, unshaken by the pathetic display of snarling and thrashing. And he took the fucking leash and patiently pulled, and started teaching it how not to bite, just 'cause he knew how. It started back at Sanctuary, with his left palm up to calm him down, while his right one stayed hidden, ready to strike if he snapped. Then it became a steady pattern when he was crashing down from his nightmares: left hand reaching out to comfort without touching, the other tucked away, tense, ready to hold him down. Occupying the space between his parted knees, only one hand tentatively on his chest, the other always lingering out of sight, until Daryl’s body would answer and relax under the touch.
Left hand up to sooth it, right hand prepared to tame.
Paul had recognized it for what it was and had never looked away, had never flinched since. Had never dismissed it and lowered his guard around it.‘You can’t hurt me, Daryl.’ He’d said that with a confidence that had felt downright arrogant, some old nights ago, in the silence before the war. Now, playing it back in his head, it sounded nothing more and nothing less than the raw truth.
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- Part 1 of Teeth in the Grass
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31 Oct 2025