12 year old Cassie Walsh has no idea what's happening. Mom's dead, Wyatt's dead, Uncle Rick's dead, Dad's being weird, and on top of that the world just came to an end, the dead are 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞. This is it, right? 𝗂𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗍， 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾？．．𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗇 𝖾𝗇𝖽．．？ 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑:𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐜'𝐬! 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝟑 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. 🦈🦖🦕

a book of one-shots, what-ifs, and other short stories containing the characters of any of my books, as well as scraps of fics i never got around to finishing and/or publishing! there's some twd, some marvel, some outer banks, some tua, etc etc etc. random stuff :)

Daisy Jo Servopoulos had been burdened by ghosts her entire life. She wondered often about what it would've been like to know her older siblings Sarah and Jackson and experience their parents from before. Before guilt and grief became something stitched into every quiet moment. Every time she let herself imagine it for too long, she stopped. There wasn't much point. She was the child born because civilization collapsed and life found a way to continue in the ruins anyway. No birthday parties. No first days of school. No family vacations. No photographs hanging on walls from a world that would've had room for her. The only person who had ever made Daisy feel like she belonged anywhere was her mom. And now Tess was gone too, probably somewhere in whatever came next, content to rest with the family she had loved and lost long before Daisy was born. Somewhere she couldn't follow. That left Joel. Absent. Quiet. Careless Joel. The man who happened to be her father. Daisy had spent years imagining the version of him Sarah must've known. The father who rest bedtime stories, planned camping trips, and carried his little girl on his shoulders. She was certain that man had existed once. But she wasn't Sarah. Instead she was the reminder of everything that came after. The child born by accident into a world that had already ended. So when mom died and Joel became the only family she had left, Daisy couldn't imagine anything crueler than being forced across the country beside the man who had never really wanted her in the first place. All while escorting an immune girl she didn't trust and couldn't forgive. As far as Daisy was concerned, hope had died with her mother. But the world had a stubborn habit of proving her wrong. Somewhere in between abandoned cities, endless highways, infected, and impossible choices, tiny moments began slipping through the cracks. The sort of moments that started to look like family. ©️vrotwritings The Last Of Us Fanfiction

Despite her rocky upbringing, Juniper Dixon strives to be kind to all things, even those who are not kind to her- except for the dead. She didn't really fit in at school or at home, but she supposes that doesn't really matter, now that the dead are walking. All that matters is that she keeps breathing. At least, that's what her dad says. • ⚠️ This book has mature themes such as EDs and abuse, with slight mentions of sa and suicide. They aren't constant and they're not nearly as intense as they are in Future Ghosts, but they are there. ⚠️ If there are any typos/errors, please don't hesitate to point them out so I can fix them! Comments are appreciated! Enjoy!

Family isn't always something you're born into. Sometimes it's something you find, and once you do, no matter how many times things fall apart, it's people you'll always come back to. Casey and Ellie have always relied on each other. But when they're pushed beyond the walls and forced to travel with someone they don't trust, what should've been temporary doesn't stay that way for long. In this world, things change. People do, too. And sometimes, the ones you never meant to need are the ones you end up holding onto.

A coward like Ira Taai wasn't meant for this world. Too trusting and too kind for her own good; always believing there's good in people. Always believing that people can change, that they can be good, if they just try hard enough. And a person like that shouldn't have lived as long as she did. After losing her family at eleven years old, Ira didn't know what to do with herself. In a world that's falling apart and trying it's damnest to kill her, she had nothing left in her life to keep her going except the thought of finding her mother. But when she reaches atlanta and finds nothing but blood, gore, and death-was it even worth staying? Those thoughts plagued her mind throughout her days in Atlanta, she couldn't imagine ever surviving long. Until she stumbled upon a policeman named Rick Grimes. @blackoutapril written by veraku started: February 2nd 2026 published: February 27th 2026 ended: - WARNING: this book has mature themes and features extremely sensitive topics such as abuse, sexual assault, mental illnesses, gore, death, torture, kidnapping, violence, etc. of course, these are not consistent subjects, but they are there. and I'll always add warnings at the beginning of chapters they are featured in.