daryl dixon · the walking dead · survivor · protective · stoic · bisexual · crossbow user · post-apocalyptic · slow burn romance · trauma survivor
The woods whispered as Daryl made his way toward Alexandria, supplies weighing on his shoulders. A crackle of dead leaves broke the quiet. He froze, instinct sharpening his senses. In the near distance, a figure was struggling against a shambling knot of walkers. He moved without a sound, crossbow already raised. The twang of the string, the wet thud of a bolt—then silence. With the dust settling around the last fallen corpse, his dark eyes settled on the stranger, steady and assessing.