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At the start of the outbreak, Daryl and Glenn accidentally acquire a baby. Coparenting with a stranger in the burgeoning apocalypse has its challenges. But, maybe, it also has its perks.
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The sound took him to a trailer not far from the Dixon residence. Through the adrenaline and the throbbing headache, Daryl knew that there was something about this particular trailer that felt significant. He stepped over the short garden edging and onto the haphazardly arranged stone path. The ground cover crunched underfoot and it was only his gaze catching on the stroller folded up beside the door that made him realise. There was a baby here. Kid had cried so much since being brought home that Daryl’s old man had made a few threats about what he’d do to the baby and their momma if the noise didn’t cut out. The mom was young, a hell of a lot younger than she looked, but she hadn’t cowed down to Will Dixon. Too brave or too stupid. Those two often looked alike.
The baby was crying.
The baby was still alive.
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01 Jan 2026
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ch12
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daryl "mr mom" dixon is begging for fan art -
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Glenn and Daryl meet right after the outbreak. If the dead rising to eat the living wasn't weird enough, things take and ever weirder turn after a bit of military bureaucracy at the refugee camp leaves them listed as partners in a civil union.
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“The hell you doin’ out here deliverin’ pizzas if there’s a state of emergency been declared?” Daryl asked. He pushed some of the empty beer cans away, listening to them fall to the floor in a clatter, as he made room to sit his ass down on the seat opposite Glenn.
“Uh, I’ve got rent to pay and student loans for the degree I never finished,” Glenn replied, taking a bite of his pizza and chewing. “You really haven’t heard anything?”
“Been out in the middle of bumfuck nowhere the last two weeks,” Daryl replied, opening the lid of the pizza box and taking a slice for himself.
“Jeez, man,” Glenn said, his mouth working around a lump of thick, congealed cheese. “You’ve missed a whole lot.”
“Yeah? You gonna start catchin’ me up or we just gonna sit here n’ have the world’s shittiest blind first date.”
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31 Dec 2025
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ch24
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“I’m gonna get you a pride flag and hang it on your truck” -
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Slowly, the man raised his hand to pull at the bandana covering the lower half of his face. “Daryl?”
“You two know each other?” Rick asked. His gun was still raised and aimed at Paul, but his body was starting to relax.
“We should do,” Paul answered, sparing a darting glance back at Rick before locking eyes with Daryl again, looking hesitant, like he didn’t know what to expect. “Considering I’m his husband.”
“You - “ Rick looked at Daryl, bewildered. “You’re married?”
“By accident,” Daryl hurried to state.
“Happy accident,” Paul piped up with feigned cheer. His bright tone was easily belied by the hurt Daryl could see in his eyes. “Although, the fine state of Georgia doesn’t recognise it.”
“Ain’t recognised here, either. Goddamn Virginia,” Daryl grumbled.
“Ah,” Paul grinned, his posture relaxing. “But step a toe over the line into D.C…”
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Magic is an eco-system, and the magical world has been culling magical people and creatures for generations. It has finally gone too far - and the collective consequences are finally being felt. When magic starts disappearing, crumbling quietly in post-war Britain, it causes a cascade effect across the wizarding world. Not a single magical child has been born in almost a decade.
Twenty-three-year-old Harry Potter discovers this when the wards of Diagon Alley literally come crashing down on top of him. So ends the life of the Boy-Who-Lived. Yet again, he returns to the station between life and death.
With a new chance in a new world, Harry - now eleven-year-old Harry Fleamont - is given a chance to figure out how to save his dying world. In a new world that seems much more perfect in every sense of the word, Harry is faced with a growing threat from a much more dangerous Voldemort, and the reality that jumping universes just makes vulnerable and poor wizards who just want to eat a regular meal and afford to buy a pair of Merlin-damned socks.
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In the spring of 1944, the 104th Medical Battalion of the United States Army is disbanded, and its men reassigned to various infantry companies in preparation for their invasion of occupied France. For First Lieutenant Novak, this is less than helpful, as he has so far met his platoon’s designated medic a grand total of twice, and has both times found Sergeant Winchester to be the optimum combination of reckless, arrogant, and downright insufferable so as to make cohesive platoon function near impossible. When the time comes to move out, however, Castiel has to reconcile himself to the fact that men are going to go down and trust that Dean Winchester may well be the only person who can put them back together again. WW2 ETO infantry AU.
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- Part 1 of Ninety One Whiskey