Conrad's point of view, for the last scene or so of "Facing the Bullets" and a fair chunk of the aftermath. A reanimated corpse continues to be the sole voice of reason in this motley assortment of walking neuroses.

In story form, of course. Well, kinda. Just read to find out. *On hiatus for the moment, but to be continued.*

Conbat watched, too starved and to be horrified, as Worth withdrew a scalpel and pulled away the bandage at the base of his right wrist, revealing all sorts of scars already there. In a matter of seconds, an alarmingly deep slit was made straight across an already abused vein, and the vampire just snapped.

It's Mother's Day and Hanna has no one to celebrate it with.

Title is pretty much self-explanatory! Desdemona's postapocalypse AU as usual. :) You should make sure you've read Facing the Bullets all the way through before reading this or else WOW spoilers and confusion are in your immediate future.

In the midst of the tension that's been rising since Christmas, the boys kick up a hotbed of political, and possibly supernatural, upheaval like a bunch of kids screwing with an ant bed. And of course, ants bite. Post-apocalyptic Conworth.

Conrad heads to the doctor's office for his weekly appointment, only to discover that something is a little different about Worth. Can be interpreted as shippy or platonic, take your pick.

Sometimes it is best to not be seen. Cats are exceptionally good at that. So's Worth. And that zombie Hanna tags along with. Perhaps she can make use of them. Or perhaps not. "Never let someone remember your face, but feel free to scratch theirs". Adventure and danger are assured when you work with a cat... Worth/OFC. other pairings if you squint. Rated for language.

A little insight on a dead man's wish. Read and Review.

Hannapocalypse-inspired poetry

"Night circus!" Hanna pumped his fist into the air, smirking wildly. "We are going on a night circus trip. A trip to the circus at night. Just for Connie."

Short, fluffy Conhan drabble. Written for KTEW

The first time, he slit her throat.

The crew was having a game night at Conrad's place, but he kicks them out when an old friend of his shows up.

4 months, 8 days, 17 hours, and 25 minutes…and 52 seconds.

Hanna caught ... ballroom dancing once, and decided he wanted to teach himself.

Cas. Finas. Old Spice.

In which Hanna's childhood is ruined.

... comes home to find Hanna outside the apartment with fear written all over his face.

The aftermath of watching a scary movie.

It's Vesser's graduation, and none of his friends have show up. Or at least, that's what he thinks.

... contemplates the recent changes in his life.

... contemplates the twists and turns his undeath has taken.

Conrad makes a discovery about Worth, much to his delight, and much to Worth's dismay. Canon fic set in DesdemonaKaylose's Postapocaverse. Where does this happen in the timeline? Somewhere in the vague future! Official timeline will have this pic posted in it once we have a set spot. Enjoy!

"If this is about being a legend, Worth listen, I can make you a legend. If we go out here, nobody knows. But I know, and I can make it happen. I can make you a legend, alright? I was here from the beginning. I remember the whole goddamn thing." (A Fight Club AU)