#cw?

brains, aliens, and the like

thinking about daryl who knows you’re in a rough spot, but really doesn’t wanna get involved. it’s none of his business who you’re with, but fuck, if he doesn’t wanna beat the shit outta this guy.

he sees the way you’re treated and god, he can’t help but think, ‘man, even i could be better.’ and that was saying something, because dixon was nobody’s certified lover boy.

trying to cover it up, people still noticed when you flinched around him, stiffened up, got quiet. especially daryl. you smiled wide, but there was no shine in your eyes. you insisted you were fine, but your hands shook.

daryl finally confronted you when you were left crying on a rock, head in your hands, with your partner nowhere to be found. he said very little, actually, just knelt in front of you, hand on your knee. he rocked you gently, letting you cry into his chest. he didn’t ask. he knew. the way you fell into him, shook and hiccuped and cried, he knew. he didn’t tell you to leave, didn’t tell you he was a dick. it was redundant. you knew, too.

Average doctor appointment in raccoon city

w/o text & sketch below ⬇️

“Do you like how I walk? Do you like how I talk? Do you like how my face disintegrates into chalk?”

Cw? For Nathan’s death related things

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This image came up for me while looking for reference images and I knew what had to be done.