The Pitt Masterlist

The Walking Dead Masterlist

Part 2

Daryl Dixon's POV:

I couldn't believe my eyes.

There she was, standing there, pointing a gun at me.

"Holy shit, Flower is that you?"

She gave me a soft smile, which seemed to make my heart flutter, just like it did all those years ago.

"Daryl Dixon, I should have known that you would still be alive."

She lowered her gun, and I lowered my bow, walking inside the small cabin and placing it against the door frame, always ready just in case.

"Wait, you know this woman Daryl?" Glenn asked me, making me nod my head yes.

"Yeah, we grew up together." I simply stated.

"I don't have much in the way of food, but please make yourselves comfortable. I have one bed."

She said as she looked at Lori. "I insist you take the bed." She made it clear with her tone of voice that no one else should be sleeping on it.

"Thank you. My name is Lori. This is my son Carl, that is Rick." Each person started to introduce themselves to her, as I closed the door behind me, making sure it was locked.

I made sure the cloth that she had covering the peep hole was covered.

Rick walked up to me, as she showed them where everyone could sleep.

"Is this someone we can trust, Daryl?"

"I have always trusted her. I'm not going to stop now." I pretty much grunted at him.

Miscellaneous Masterlist

Imagine being a rich girl growing up in the same small town that the Dixon family lived in.

You went to school with Daryl, always having a thing for the shy boy, with the rambunctious older brother, who was always in and out of juvie.

You knew of his home life, with his mother dying in a fire when he was young. His father who was hardly in his life, and when he was around, he just beat the living crap out of Daryl and Merle.

You would invite Daryl to your birthday parties, but he only showed up to one when you were young.

He didn't bring a gift from the store, but he cut up some flowers from old Mrs. Crocker's front yard, and they were by far your favourite gift you ever got that year.

From then on, Daryl would refer you to Flower when it was just the two of you.

This was SO good!! I loved the background information and the story behind the nickname "Flower." 🥹💕🥰. Aw, and after all these years Flower and Daryl have reunited😍😊😍😊😍😊😍😊😍😊😍. I would love to know how they adapt to being in each other's lives again! Anyway, such a cute fic!!

@sincerelyasomebody thank you!

How sweet.

Hangman

Jay (with his hair in a bun)

Claudio

I'm for the streets 😭

oh the pitt. the pittt. THE PITT !!! the protocol. all the new (hot) young fun doctors. slipping on blood. info hungry journalists. inevitable robby crashout. langdon reappearing like he's just been circling the block for 90 minutes. collins inevitable heroic re-entrance. dana in her element. javadi cussing out her mom and still thirsty even in the face of tragedy. mel ! mckays fuckass ex seeing in real time what a bad bitch she is. dunkin iced coffee in the triage bay. blood bag on my ankle. killer on the loose. ooooh i smell EMMYS SAGS AWARDSSS

Part 6

Miscellaneous Masterlist

A few months ago, Dr Whitaker had a one night stand, not knowing she was the daughter of Dr Robby.

She and I moved in together slowly over two months, with me working, and I refused for her to lift anything, it took a bit longer than I thought.

I moved into what she calls her 'storage room' in her home, that I spent a weekend cleaning out, while the two of us decided on the nursery.

Her and I both agreed on animal theme, and will be keeping it as simple as possible.

We have it all figured out so far with our lives, but the thing is though, that I can not help but fall in love with her.

I come home after a 15 hour shift, and there she is, heating up the food she made me, even though I insisted she did not have to make me anything.

"Dennis, I insist. You work hard." The first bite of her steak and salad had me groaning at how good it was.

White (pt 6)

Simon "Ghost" Riley x f/Reader

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Jelly Bracelets Masterlist - Simon "Ghost" Riley x f/Reader

You are old friend of Simon's, who he always visits when he is comes back home on leave. During one of your visits, he notices the new bracelets you won during a hen night. Knowing what the colours were always rumoured to mean, Simon snaps one, wondering what you will do. You decide the play along, due to your long-time crush you have on him.

I was up before dawn, waiting to head to her place. Gaz showed up not long after I came home, his hands held up in surrender.

"She came to me." Was all he said, and I grunted in acknowledgement, telling him I knew she did, but to stay the hell away from her, which he swore he would do.

But I had a nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach that she brought home someone else.

She is allowed too.

We are not together.

Fuck, I could have brought someone home too.

'Then why didn't you?' My mind screamed at me.

When the clock on the stove showed it was 8:15, I headed back to the pub to grab my car, and then head to her place.

But to my suprise, my car was sitting in it's designated parking spot.

After looking it over, to see if someone tampered with it, I got in, and there was a post-it note stuck to the steering wheel.

*Didn't want you walk back to the pub.* She signed her name. She had a spare key to my car, driving it when I am gone to long.