post ep 915; missing scene

He made a promise he would never tell her he's in love with her, because she deserves more than a poor country boy with a draft notice in his mailbox and a one-way ticket to Vietnam, meanwhile the only thing she wants in this world is for someone to make her breakfast.

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Join us as we answer your prompts in drabble form, and perpetuate our collective need to escape reality by obsessing over two fictional characters and their undying love. Welcome, friend!

(On-going project. Prompts are currently OPEN.)

Daryl and Carol have graduated high school, are living together, and are deeply in love. Everything is perfect and there is no conflict or drama and they are living the ideal fairy tale life.

Lmao, just kidding. Life's a roller coaster and they're flying on the tracks with no safety bar. Turns out you can't control the future; all you can do is live it.

"It's weird how loud the quiet gets in the dark. It's not like they were making a lot of noise before, but in the dark all the small sounds are amplified, like the loss of sight immediately morphs into enhanced hearing without a second thought. Outside, the wind is whistling a hollow tune, and upstairs someone is rustling around, making the floorboards creak. Suddenly, even though she couldn't before, Carol can hear every inhale and exhale of Daryl's breath. It feels intimate. That’s strange, isn’t it? They’ve got the expanse of a whole room separating them, so why does she suddenly feel hyper-aware of his presence? 

She thinks it has to do with being clean."

season 2/3 interlude

First comes love, then comes accidental pregnancy, then comes marriage, then comes zombie apocalypse. C'est la vie!

"It’s only when you’re close to death that you realize just how big you’re able to love."

spoilers up to s10e10

Nobody sees the beaten widow with the dead daughter getting ready to go supernova.

"Carol gets off the bike with grace, her hair windswept from the road, and she is decadent. He's never seen her look so beautiful. An enchanting woman standing on enchanted land, and when he realizes, with a skip of the heart, that he's allowed to have both, he thinks, this must be what it feels like to be a lucky man."

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“Look, I don't know what to tell y'all. Carol's pregnant, it's mine, it wasn't on purpose, and we ain't a couple. That's it, that's all there is.”

Spoiler alert: That isn't all there is.

Baby fic. Prison era. Canon divergence.

a prison era sick!fic full of dramedy and fluff to soothe your quarantine depression

Growing up is hard, but having a best friend makes it easier. But what do you do when you fall in love with her and the world forces you apart? How long can you hold a torch for someone before it finally burns out?

High school is over, yet time's arrow marches forward. Our favorite brot3, through a series of groupchat messages, navigate their post-high school lives. Of course, it wouldn't be a story without plenty of Caryl sprinkled in.

“How do you know I’m not just another addiction?” 

“‘Cause addictions only take from you, but all you do is make me a better person. Addiction ruins your life, but you make my life worth livin’.” Daryl cupped Carol’s face in his hands and looked her dead in the eye. “That, and you can’t go down on OxyContin.” 

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this is a love story. enjoy.

the war with the whisperers has finally been won, and now our heroes are faced with a brand new challenge: making sense of their newfound relationship, and, more importantly, satiating their out of control libidos. can they do it? of course they can. in many different positions, in fact

s10/post-s10