
The word hangs between them, suffocating and feather-light at the same time. The moment is too precious to last if he doesn’t say something, doesn’t do something. But he’s paralyzed, can’t even breathe…


Beth looked back to him and she was smiling again and he didn’t know her well enough to know if it was an actual smile or a fake one. And for some reason, not knowing that bothered him even though he had no idea why it would. He had other things – bigger things – to worry about than whether or not Beth Greene’s smile was genuine.
2nd Place Best Prison Fic for 2015 Moonshine Awards

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heads she is taken, tails she is not (here’s both)



Daryl had done a lot of crazy shit before but letting her into his cell had been the craziest. Everything was just so dark, and he couldn’t bring himself to say no to the warm light she brought into his life. Nothing was ever simple, though, especially in the apocalypse.


This story is post Terminus, post Bethyl reunion, and is written for the sole purpose of inducing Bethyl feels. It encompasses the prompts from Bethyl week in a 6 chapter story arc of Beth and Daryl’s journey through their feelings for one another and what it means to find love and hope in a hopeless place.
