Series of one shots involving Merle Dixon and Carol Peletier, ranging in short to long, K to M, the apocalypse to AU. They're all unconnected unless stated otherwise. Rated T in general.

(as requested) Carol Peletier has been married to Ed for the past decade and to say she was miserable was an understatement. She wasn't allowed to work and she couldn't have children; all she could do was stay at home. When the pipes in their kitchen burst, Carol's high school crush Daryl Dixon is the plumber they send and seeing a man that attractive awakens something in Carol.

Rick stopped at the bathroom door, looking down at the doorknob where the clear 'Do Not Disturb' sign rested on the doorknob. From the doorknob he looked at the baby that was held an arms length away from him, looking at his five week old daughter, Kylie. She needed her diaper changed and Rick had absolutely no idea how to change a diaper. PROMPT.

"Found something for you on the run today." Rick said from the door to the library. He looked in on Carol while she was planning her next defense class, walking towards her with his hand behind his back. CARRICK PROMPT.

Snapshots of Merle and Carol's life together while they attempt to give Merle's little brother, Daryl, a decent home he doesn't have to be afraid to come home to. Young!Marol raising Daryl. AU. No zombies.

While celebrating with Lori and Andrea, a strange man comes to Carol's defense when a creep won't leave her alone. MAROL.

"I think I want that angel vest. Like the crossbow too." Len said. Carol's heart fell into her stomach as she pushed through the rest of the group, stilling when she saw Daryl Dixon on his knees in front of Joe, Len and Lou. "CLAIMED!" Carol shouted. MARAUDER!CAROL AU. rated for language.

He knew it was wrong; so, so wrong. It was against everything he believed in as a man, and everything he was taught as a teacher. Sleeping with a student? Getting a student pregnant? He knew it was wrong, and he knew that he should stop. But he couldn't, and to be honest - he didn't want to. Will Schuester was in love with Quinn Fabray, and he just didn't care. QUILL.

For now, Puck would keep his experience with Quinn's spirit to himself. He was still wondering if he hadn't imagined all of that, but even if he had at least he got to say goodbye. WARNING: CHARACTER SUICIDE. QUICK WITH MENTIONS OF FINCHEL

"Come on, Carol, wake up. I need you here with me." Daryl murmured, looking at his wife as she lied on the cot in the hospital infirmary. It had been several hours since the birth of Daryl Dixon's first daughter and Carol had yet to open her eyes to meet their unnamed child. "I can't raise this baby without you."

It wasn't that hard for him to find Carol, that was the easy part. The hard part was what the sight he was unprepared for and how he would have to deal with it. Written for the USS Caryl's Beautiful Words Challenge.

"Oi, Granger." George said. Hermione lifted her head up from the book she was reading and looked up at the older ginger. "What?" She asked. George twitched his head towards the garden. "C'mere." George said. "I have something for you." George/Hermione

It was one of the hottest nights in England, and the Burrow felt it, especially with eight people in the small house. Not even a cooling charm had any effect on the house. But Hermione found a way to beat the heat. George/Hermione