In which important questions are investigated such as: the necessary parameters of the common household sandwich, the nature of Algebra II, and whether blood is indeed thicker than eggnog. Post Apocalyptic Christmas.

We've all experienced the story through {…}'s eyes (him being the dashing narrator of the webcomic), but what if we were to see it through the eyes of our dear Mr Achenleck? Will change POV but will mostly be set in Conrad's. (I suck at summaries...)

Ghosts from the past turn out to be a little less ghostly than you might expect. And that's... nice. Probably. Hopefully. Apocalyptic Conworth.

Conrad does not like people in his apartment. So naturally, while he's watching TV and Worth comes through the door as though he does every day, Conrad shoots to his feet with a rather surprised and perhaps inappropriate, "What the f-." Worth proceeds to reveal more than he intends, and Conrad discovers that Worth is actually human. M for language, and ...obvious reasons.

Break-ups are never fun, but Hanna and ... are about to find out just how painful they can be. A little bit of angst, a little bit of hurt/comfort, a whole lot of drama.

Worth has a revelation and decides to share it with Conrad. Isn't he lucky? Please make sure to read this AFTER reading Facing the Bullets or else you will be really confused! HINABN Postapocalypse AU.

Many, many years have passed since the night Hanna Cross and friends crashed into Conrad Achenleck's life, and now, a young vampire hunter lies in wait for her prey.

"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."

Hanna was a happy person, despite his horrific past. Old memories run deep. When they stir, will Hanna survive the coming storm? Will his friends? Eventual Hanna/ ... and minor ConWorth. AU

Short ConToni drabble, viewing their relationship in bits and pieces.

A segmented look at Conrad's life.

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.

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.

Rated M to be safe. Slightly hinted Conworth, maybe not so slightly. Lot's of people chase down what makes them happy, Worth just does somewhat unconventional things to make him happy. Summery sucks, and I'm sorry!

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

Hannapocalypse-inspired poetry

Short, fluffy Conhan drabble. Written for KTEW

The first time, he slit her throat.

"Hey, Timmy?" "Yes, Hanna?" "Do you eat brains?" Read on to find out what happens after this big ball of awkward is dropped XD

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.