TW: Injury, Implied Trauma And Abuse

TW: injury, implied trauma and abuse

Daryl had felt drawn to you, intensely connected, since almost the exact moment he first laid eyes on you. You were trembling as you huddled in the corner of a store he’d been searching for supplies with Glenn and Maggie. Your eyes were wide and fearful, your posture diminished and slumped. You were filthy and so weak from lack of proper food and water that you managed to be alert only from the adrenaline flooding your veins as the strangers approached. It took Daryl another moment to realize that there was a handcuff on your wrist so tightly that it had cut into your skin and the other end was connected to a water pipe protruding from the wall. He hastily cast aside his gear and approached you slowly with palms out. Your striking eyes watched him with suspicion and mistrust, a way of viewing strangers that was clearly justified. You were afraid of his motorcycle and the ground speeding below it as you rode behind him back to the prison, but you trusted this man who had just saved you, who broken you free from your bondage and wrapped your injury with a red cloth. He spoke and moved with a gentleness contrary to his appearance at first glance. You could have ridden in the car with the couple, but you did not want to be separated from this man with the long wavy hair. Something about him was safe. Something about him felt like your future sprawling in front of you, as if you could see it in his blue eyes, the future you thought you’d never have. You clung tightly to him with arms looped around his middle in the same way you would cling tightly to your new life at the prison. As time passed, Daryl felt only that his attachment to you grew, like there was a woven steel string wrapped around his heart and linked to yours. You’d refused to inhabit victimhood, and moved through the world with a softness he yearned for. Now, as he watched you snuggling Judith from across the room, he wondered at the way you were quiet as the wind, but somehow still demanded attention like a storm, and his heart ached. Just then, you looked up and caught his eyes as he flushed, caught in the act of staring, but you only offered him a wide smile that stilled his heart. Prompt: “You are as quiet as the wind but demand attention like a storm.”

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A Solemn Promise | Joel Miller x F!Reader Series

Summary: Joel thought he had lost it all. That the cruel bitter world had taken away his heart and soul piece by piece until there was nothing left. Everything he cared so deeply for gone. Turning him into a complicated man with a complicated heart.

But when he has to travel across the country with a young girl and his girlfriend that he thought was dead. Maybe, just maybe his broken heart and soul can mend.

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Note: I've kept this series in the back of my mind and in my docs since the last episode of The Last of Us aired (back in March i think. holy shit). I've always thought about it, I've written some of it but never had the courage to post it. I've been very overwhelmed with writing this due to how close it is to the show and I want to be as accurate as I can. But I've been on a bit of a writing roll and Joel Miller has come back into my heart. So happy outbreak day (as I post this on Sept. 26) and enjoy

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5: (TBD/ Coming Soon)