#aouad au

[akhillaous]

okay so thinking about the way the virus works in AOUAD, achilles would likely become a hambie? where he is like half zombie with the increased strength and stuff but he is still half human so he’s also essentially immune in some regards.

[gigiszn]

hi!! i LOVE ur gwi-nam sm :)

ik he isn’t a great person but he’s just so hot and i’m so glad there’s more ppl writing for himmm😭

i was wondering if you could write some fluff for him? like him protecting the reader but veryyy reluctantly bc he still has to keep up his tough guy appearance yk? bc lets be honest if he’s protecting you he’s gonna make it seem like such a chore😭 and if you dm could you use y/n or reader? i know you don’t like using y/n and stuff so if you don’t want to that’s okay! :)

SEVEN MINUTES — gwi-nam x fem!reader

no i totally agree that he'd see it as a chore.. like in his mind he'd know that he'd literally die to protect you but then when it comes to doing it he'd be all 'yeah yeah i'm only doing it bcs i want to..' it's nice to write him in a fluff, i'm the type of person who always tries to see the best in everyone and what better way than to write about it?

and i totally do not mind writing y/n / reader fics! if that's what the audience wants thats what the audience gets :) <33

here's some gwinam fluff for u babe!!

tw: blood, mentions of attack, mentions of zombies, written in 2nd pov,,

wc: 2.7k

FLUFF!

۫ ꣑ৎ ｡°‧⭑.ᐟ

To do list for today:

Do laundry? Check. Get to school on time? Sorta-check. Fight off brain-eating zombies?

At this moment, you couldn’t even entertain the thought of checking that box off. You were lying flat on the cold cafeteria floor, your vision blurry as you stared up at the classmate that'd be sure to make you his lunch instead of the gimbap and kimchi. On top of you, the boy you’d sat next to in math just this morning was animalistic, uncontrollable, with blood dripping from his face. He was a still, haunting reminder of how quickly everything had spiraled out of control.

The blood that had splattered across his face was now seeping onto your own, a chilling, sticky warmth that had your stomach turning. You could barely hear the chaos over the rush of your heartbeat, but the eerie groans of zombies and their shuffling footsteps filled your ears. Your mind was struggling to keep up, caught between the instinct to fight back and the cold reality that it might be too late.

Your body felt frozen, unable to move, as if you were stuck in place by some invisible force. The cafeteria was a warzone now—tables upended, broken chairs scattered across the floor, and the grotesque sound of gnawing filling the air as people ran around you. Every inch of your being screamed for you to get up, to run, to do anything, but your legs felt like lead. You couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. You were just there, waiting for the inevitable.

Then, in the midst of it all, a sharp sound cut through your panic—a grunt, a struggle, and suddenly the weight of the boy who had been lying on top of you was yanked off. Your heart skipped, and you blinked, trying to focus through the haze.

Before you could even react, you looked up—and there he was.

Gwi-nam?

The last person you ever expected to see in this nightmare.

Gwi-nam. Your past. Your confusion. The boy you had once cared for, the one you had loved, but also the one you’d distanced yourself from because of everything he’d done. It wasn’t just the bullying, or the way he made others feel helpless and small—it was how you felt helpless in his presence, like there was nothing you could do to stop him.

But now, there he was, his dark eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that made your breath catch in your throat. His chest rose and fell quickly, and his expression was a mix of focus and something you couldn’t quite place.

You didn’t know whether to feel relief or dread.

Without hesitation, he grabbed your arm and pulled you to your feet. You didn’t argue, couldn’t argue. There was no time. In a swift motion, he guided you toward the kitchen, moving with a purpose that left no room for doubt. His grip on you was firm, almost urgent, but you couldn’t bring yourself to pull away. The chaos around you had left you disoriented, and for the first time in what felt like hours, you felt like you had a sliver of hope.

The kitchen door slammed shut behind you as you tumbled inside, and Gwi-nam immediately shoved you under the counter, lowering you into the cramped space. You had barely settled when you heard the sound of his footsteps behind you, his body pressing against your back as he slid into place. The tight space left little room to move, but there was a strange comfort in knowing you weren’t alone—not that you could have moved if you wanted to. The air was thick, the stench of decay mixing with the lingering scent of food and sweat. Your heart pounded in your ears, every beat a reminder that time was running out.

Two other figures huddled in the kitchen with you, a boy and a girl. They were breathing heavily, clearly as terrified as you were. You couldn’t tell how many zombies were in the building anymore—too many had already been drawn into the chaos—but the muffled groans told you that they were close, too close for comfort.

You pressed your back further into Gwi-nam’s chest, trying to steady your breathing. The sensation of his warmth against you was oddly grounding, though it didn’t ease the panic building in your chest. You didn’t know if you could trust him, not really—not after everything—but there was no time for doubt now. You just had to hold on, survive, and hope that the world outside this kitchen would make sense again when you stepped out of it.

The zombies hadn’t reached the kitchen yet, but you knew it was only a matter of time before they found you. The fear in your stomach twisted tighter with every passing second. The kitchen, once a mundane place, had turned into a prison—a place of both safety and suffocating confinement.

You sat there, your head resting against the cold, hard edge of the counter, trying to breathe through the fear that was clawing its way up your throat. Gwi-nam’s breathing was steady behind you, but the tension between you two was palpable. The silence in the cramped space was deafening, broken only by the faint noises from the rest of the building. The zombies hadn’t given up yet. You could hear their shuffling steps, their guttural groans drifting through the walls.

But for now, you were alive.

And maybe that was enough.

You turned your head, feeling the weight of time stretching on for what felt like hours. You had to stay quiet—every sound, every breath, seemed like it could betray your hiding spot. The floor beneath you was cold, your body stiff with the effort to stay still. Slowly, you shifted your body, now facing Gwi-nam, who was focused on the girl next to you. His eyes were intent on her, his finger pressed to his lips, signaling her to stay silent. He was too busy trying to calm her to notice your movements.

You held your breath. The sound of shuffling footsteps and distant groans filled the air, making your heart race in time with your pulse. It was only a matter of time before the undead would find their way under the counter.

As you were about to speak, hoping to get his attention, Gwi-nam’s patience seemed to snap. Without a word, he shoved the girl aside, moving with quick, calculated precision. Before you could even process what was happening, a nearby cafeteria worker—now one of the zombies—lunged at her, grabbing her in a flash. The girl let out a muffled scream, but there was nothing anyone could do. She was already torn into, the floor painted with her ruby liquid.

You froze, a gasp rising from your chest. Your instincts kicked in, and you tried to make a move, to run, to help, but Gwi-nam’s hand shot up to cover your mouth, pulling you back into his arms with surprising strength. His grip was firm, preventing you from doing anything rash.

You could feel his heart beating against your back as he held you tightly, his other hand pressing gently but urgently against your chest. His body was solid behind you, a strange sense of security amidst the chaos. But the sound of the girl’s panicked cries was still ringing in your ears, followed by a terrible silence.

The boy who had been hiding with you had lunged forward in an attempt to rescue her, but he was quickly overtaken by the swarm. His struggles were brief, his fate sealed in seconds. The sounds of his cries were drowned out by the savage growls of the people you'd once called friends.

Everything went still. For a moment, it was like the world had paused, your breath caught in your throat. The cold air of the kitchen felt heavier now, suffocating. You wanted to scream, to break down, but your body wouldn’t let you. Instead, a tight knot of fury twisted in your chest.

You turned to face Gwi-nam, your eyes burning with anger. You slapped his hand away, the sound of it harsh in the silence. "You're still the same old Gwi-nam, even now?" you whispered, your voice shaking with a mix of fear and fury. The words stung as they left your lips, the truth of them hitting harder than you expected.

You grabbed hold of his shirt, your fists trembling with the weight of your emotions. You tugged him closer, your eyes locked onto his. You needed him to understand, to feel how much this hurt. "How could you just let that happen?" you spat out, your voice bitter, almost breaking under the strain of everything that had built up between you.

“Just shut up and stop complaining, y/n!” For a moment, there was nothing but silence, the kind that felt too loud, too heavy. The tension between you both crackled in the air, and you wondered if this would be the moment he pushed you away for good.

Instead, his hands moved slowly, cautiously, as if he was afraid you would break if he moved too quickly. He reached out, pulling you toward him. His embrace was surprisingly gentle, wrapping around you tightly, as if he was afraid you might disappear if he let go.

You froze. You were confused, unsure how to react. For a long moment, your hands hovered in the air, uncertain. Your breath caught in your throat, your body tense with the whirlwind of emotions you were trying to sort through.

Everything inside you screamed to pull away, to resist the closeness, but in that moment, you couldn’t find the strength to do it. Slowly, almost reluctantly, you lowered your hands, your fingers touching his back. The warmth of his body against yours was a strange comfort amidst the chaos, but it didn’t make sense. You weren’t sure if you were angry, scared, or both.

“I would always do anything to save you,” Gwi-nam whispered into your ear, his voice low and sincere, but there was something else there—a weight, a hidden truth behind the words. “Always—Even if it means making impossible choices. So stop whining and just let me fucking save us.”

The air around you grew thick, and for a brief second, the noise of the world outside seemed to fade away. His words settled into your mind, sinking in deeper than you wanted them to. You wanted to argue, to tell him how wrong he was, but the truth was harder to deny than you cared to admit. There was a darkness in this world now—a darkness that forced people to do things they might never have thought possible.

And in that darkness, Gwi-nam’s words felt like a promise. A promise to protect you, no matter the cost.

You squeezed your eyes shut, the weight of everything hitting you all at once. The memories of everything that had come before—the moments of laughter, the shared secrets, the way he once made you feel so alive in a world that now felt so dead—came rushing back. It was all so complicated now. The love, the hurt, the distance. The world had torn you apart, and you weren’t sure if you could put the pieces back together.

You could feel Gwi-nam’s hand tightening at the back of your head, his fingers gently pressing against your scalp as he held you closer. It wasn’t forceful or aggressive, but it was a silent promise, a quiet reassurance that despite the destruction, despite the monsters that now roamed the world, you wouldn’t have to face this alone.

The next moment flew by in a blur. The two first-years who had left the counter—now twisted and zombified—lunged toward you with unsettling speed. He didn't hesitate. Grabbing a metal table, he shoved it toward the oncoming attackers, creating just enough space for you to slip away. His hand shot out, grabbing yours with urgency, and together, you barreled toward the cafeteria window above the sink. Without a word, he hoisted you up, his grip tightening as he pulled you through.

You tumbled into the alley beyond, adrenaline coursing through your veins. Your hearts pounded as you ran hand-in-hand, the shuffling footsteps of the zombies close behind. An idea sparked in your mind—a plan, however small. You tugged him with purpose toward the building, the one the two of you had snuck behind every day to escape the chaos of high school life. It was familiar, a small piece of normalcy in a world turned upside down.

The zombies were close—too close—but as you scaled a ventilator and pressed your backs against the cool metal of the machine, they lost your trail. The world felt distant now, the cacophony of screeches and growls slowly fading into the distance.

Time stretched, becoming a slow, agonizing pulse. You lay still, barely breathing, watching as the night swallowed the world around you. Minutes—or was it hours?—passed before you finally sat up, cautiously peering through the shadows. The weight of the silence pressed in around you.

"Holy shit," you muttered under your breath.

Gwi-nam laughed softly beside you, breaking the tension. You both sat in quiet companionship for a while, catching your breath. Your mind spun, but you focused on the immediate task at hand: survival. The conversation meandered, but all you could think about was getting the two of you somewhere safe. Away from this nightmare.

The moon hung low in the sky, casting pale light over the ruined world below, but the time was irrelevant now. Nothing mattered except the here and now. Your breath steadied, but there was an undeniable unease in the air.

"Did you know," you spoke up, your voice surprisingly calm, "when you die, you see seven minutes of your best memories before it all ends?"

He tilted his head, eyebrow raised, his voice laced with a hint of mischief. "You think we're gonna die?"

Your lips curled into a half-smile as you shrugged, a touch of uncertainty in your eyes. "I don't know. Maybe."

For a long moment, the only sound was the distant hum of the night. His gaze never left you, searching your face for something, something that lingered between the weight of the world and the quiet comfort of your presence. Slowly, he reached for your hand. His grip was warm against the cool night air.

"You’d be my seven minutes," he said, his voice low, almost a whisper.

You met his gaze, the soft glow of the moonlight illuminating the quiet intensity in his eyes. For a brief second, it felt like the entire world—zombies, the chaos, the desperation—faded away. As you held his stare, the weight of everything that had happened, and everything that could still happen, seemed to evaporate, leaving nothing but the two of you. The shadows of the world around you dissolved, like a fading nightmare. In that moment, the air between you thickened, your breath mingling as you whispered, “And you’d be mine.”

It was as if time had suspended itself, the violence of the world slipping into the background, becoming just a distant memory, a figment of imagination. There was nothing but him, nothing but this fragile, precious quiet. You leaned in, the space between you shrinking, your heart racing in anticipation of something simple yet profound.

Just before your lips could meet, your hand instinctively rose, and with a single finger, you pressed it lightly between your lips, halting the moment. His eyes searched yours, a quiet smile forming at the corners of his mouth. “Save the kiss for when we make it out of here,” you said, your voice barely more than a whisper, as though the words themselves might be a secret only meant for this fragile slice of time.

A playful glint flickered in his eyes, and before you could fully process it, he swept you into his arms, pulling you close in a tight, almost reckless squeeze. The sudden closeness caught you off guard, but there was comfort in it—a promise that, for now, you were safe in his arms, even if only for a moment.

“Deal,” he whispered with a chuckle, his voice low and warm against your ear. You could feel the warmth of his breath, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, and for the briefest instant, it was like the rest of the world didn’t exist—just the two of you, holding on to something that felt like hope, something that might just get you both through the nightmare you found yourselves in.

[adanass]

yuh

[yolkkieekitler]

It's been a while, but this really healed smthn inside of me. I miss All of Us Are Dead.

𝑨𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒀𝒐𝒖‧₊˚✧ . ˚

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬. 𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦��𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨! 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞! ♡

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𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 happiest of birthdays to my favorite person 🥹❤️

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𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 all my best birthdays are with you 💙

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 here’s to many more together ❤️

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 what am i? chopped liver? 😪

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 aw don’t be jealous. we love you childhood bestie 🫰🏻

𝘆𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗮𝗸 hands down hyosan high’s best looking couple

𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 you guys came a long way from secretly staring at one another in class. my babies 🥺

𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 my parents are so cute 😭💓

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻

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𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 guys’ night in! ⚽️

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𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 are you two cheating on me? 😶

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 and what about it? 🤷🏻

𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 we’re marathoning matches together!

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 are you my bf or his? 🤨

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 mine, obviously ✌🏻

𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘂 anddd she’s finally the third wheel for once!

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧

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𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 vitamin sea 🏝️

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𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 button up sir, you’ll catch a cold 🤏🏻

𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 then you can take care of me 😊

𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 pretty sure that’s not the reason she’s going into the med field for ㅋㅋ

𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 I just realized from the pics y/n showed me that you guys went on vacation together 🥺

𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 our families always take trips together!

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 and where was my invite?

𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 third wheeling so hard that even his family is third wheeling with him 😭

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 last time I checked you declined because you’d feel too single

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 she’s always so mean to me 🙄

𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 don’t let that stop you!

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 starting to think I’M the third wheel here

𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 you guys are losers. @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 my arms are wide open 🤗

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 I don’t run but for you I’ll sprint Prez 🏃🏻‍♀️

𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 kids, stop fighting

𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘂 @𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 ha-ri noona, do you want to go on vacation with me? 🧎🏻

𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 nevermind, continue fighting and count me in. starting with @𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘂

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𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 alliteration 😮‍💨. truly beauty AND brains ~

𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘂 @𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 what’s alliteration?

𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘂 @𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘂 you, you idiot, since you can’t read

𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 @𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘂 that’s… illiterate…. 💀

𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 hehe I know one of them 🤭

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 you know a lot more than just one at this point 😂💕

𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 I should be calling you unnie

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 but I’m the younger one ㅋㅋㅋ

𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 doesn’t matter to me. if you’re this pretty, you’re unnie ~

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 on my way to tell mrs. hwang 🗣️

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 and does mrs. lee know you nearly set the house on fire trying to fry ONE chicken leg last week?

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 quick I need blackmail material

𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 no can do buddy, my lips are sealed

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 by what? 💀

𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 kisses ☺️

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 😘

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 🤢 suddenly wishing I was the chicken leg

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𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 happy place 🌊

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𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘂 oh?! he finally invested in some socks!!! bare-su needs a new nickname

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 what are you staring at?

𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 y/n

𝘆𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗮𝗸 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 y/n

𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘂 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 y/n

𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 @𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 he’s not special, I would too ♡

𝘄𝘂𝗷𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗻 old habits do die hard 🤣

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 me! ☺️

𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝘄𝘂𝗷𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗻 guilty! always have and always will!

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𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 i am tortellini in love with you 🍝🫶🏻 @𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 @𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮

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𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 my girlfriend 🥹

𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 @𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 no, MY girlfriend 🥰

𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 @𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 sorry to break it to you girls but she’s mine 💙

𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 @𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 if it’s the two of us, we can take him on ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 @𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 deal. meet you at midnight 🤝🏻

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 i’d sleep with one eye open if I were you…

𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘂 no one ever wants to get pasta with me ToT

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𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 all these years and I still don’t know how I got so lucky 🎂💙

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𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 another trip around the sun with you. it still makes me dizzy 💘

𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 is your girlfriend single?

𝘄𝘂𝗷𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗻 @𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 😂🤣

𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘂 @𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 are YOU single, noona? 🧐

𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 @𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘂 yes, and NOT ready to mingle

𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘂 @𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 @𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘂 clearly the target for today’s archery practice has been decided! 🏹💀

𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 can you fight???

𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 @𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 unfortunately he can 😔

𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 @𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 i’m a whole foot taller than both of you…

𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 appa told me “when in doubt, kick low” 🤗

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ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜱᴛᴜᴘɪᴅ ✧

ahn yujin

warnings: angst , (might be shitty tho cuz ive never written angst b4..) swearing.., lots of dialogue holy shit they yap a lot, aouad au, major character death(s) , yujins a FUCKING loser, unrequited love kinda.., blood n other nasty stuff so bewareeee if you’re sensitive to that kind of stuff🫡

wc: 1.3k (woah)

hi m like sad rn so yeah yay mwah😘

“yujin”

“yn”

the two of you found yourselves star gazing on the rooftop, using it as an escape from the cruel reality you were living in

“do you think this will ever go back to normal?”

the girl paused, not wanting to demolish any sliver of hope you had left in your bruised body

“of course i do.. why? you doubting me?”

yujin playfully pouted at you, poking at your thigh

“huh? what- no. . I trust you”

an awkward silence developed between you two

“hey” yujin started

you looked towards her, waiting for her to continue

“m sorry bout earlier. . i didnt-“

you socked her in the arm.

“HOLY SHIT what the actual FUCK.”

the girl started to complain, though it fell upon deaf ears

“dude, i told ya it was okay. i shouldve made more attention”

leaning your head on the taller’s shoulder, you rubbed the spot where she was hit. you felt yujin stiffen at the lack of space between the two of you but you chose to ignore it

“ynnie.”

“yunjinniee”

“your ankle is getting worse..”

your gaze followed where her finger pointed at, there you noticed how swollen and discolored your ankle had gotten

“pfft- s whatever! ill jus walk it off-“

BANG!

both of you searched for where the commotion was, finding a few monsters had gotten to the rooftops entrance

yujin had to act fast, each time she struggled to make a decision could mean your death.

“fuck. yn can you walk?”

“uh- y-yeah. . i think”

yujin was too in her head to hear the last thing you said before she grabbed your arm and booked it to the other entrance, she slammed open the door, not thinking about the other zombies in the school

dragging you down the stairs, she watched as 3 more of those things saw the both of you

she froze.

“yn . . i-“

“GO!”

she heard a door slam open and felt the impact of the floor against her back

“ow- fuck. wait- yn?”

yujin watched as the door stayed open, your figure on the floor

“ynnie. . cmon! those things are getting closer!”

you crawled to the door while yujin got up to shut the door after you entered

pulling you to the corner of the classroom, you both began to catch your breath, grateful that this room was empty . .

a minute passed by before yujin looked at your disheveled form, feeling guilty once again

“hey- hey um.. im so so sorry this happened, god you have cuts on your face! fuck. if only-“

you put a finger to her lips.

“ stop rambling, i should be okay by tomorrow . .”

seeing the girls pout, you gave her a quick peck on the cheek

though it didnt help at all

“im in love with you.” she confessed

“what? are you serious?” you whispered, backing away from the girl

“oh. um yeah. . sorry the timing is so shitty..”

“you think so? oh my god yujin. i already told you we cant be together like this! plus, we nearly died out there what the fuck do you mean you’re in love with me?”

“m sorry really but i couldn’t help it. . i thought i shoulda told you cause what if we do die?”

“shut up.”

“okay. yes ma’am”

“ma’am?”

“ i meant yn. .”

you heard the girls voice break with each sentence, nearly making you cry but it would alert the monsters outside

minutes passed by. you only heard the screams of other students, before they were soon turned into just another shell of the person they once were

“y-yn” yujin whispered

“yujin. .”

“. . why cant you love me as much as i love you?”

“. . . you know i can't ans-“

“you say that every single time! please, just. . just say it.”

looking at the heartbroken girl tore you apart, if only this world hadnt changed so drastically, you could be happy with yujin

“ i want to be with you yujin. really, i do but . . you know im not here anymore.”

hearing that made the taller girl shiver. her vision getting more and more blurry with each second of silence between the two,

“oh. . r-right, fuck yeah you’re right”

she brought her knees to her chest, clinging onto them as if it were her dead lover, wanting to feel the warmth of anything in her arms,

“man. . this-this really fucking sucks”

yujins voice began to break due to her realization that you really were dead. she didnt save you. she couldn’t save you. how pathetic was that? the only person she cared about dead. dead, all because she didnt think quick enough.

“ i know . . though, please know im sorry for whats going to happen”

“huh?-“

BANG!

the girl’s eyes snapped to the classroom door, through the glass she saw the face of the one she cherished most, amongst the mahogany colored blood and drool . . yujin recognized that face, how could she not? she grew to love every ‘imperfection’ you thought you had. she always thought you were the most breathtaking woman she ever laid eyes on, no flaw could ever lessen the amount of love yujin had for you

but she had failed you. she promised to keep you safe, with every part of her soul. it didnt seem to be enough . . since you here were, lunging at yujin with no thought in your head.

the remnant of sanity you had was gone, as the husk of the person you once were started clawing at yujins torso

she felt every bone in her body break into brittle pieces, making yujin open her eyes

as she gazed into your bloodshot eyes she wondered how things would’ve went if she pulled you into the room quicker.

each passing second was like hell, struggling to breathe as you had broken through her skin

coughing up the crimson liquid was loud enough to alert the other monsters to yujins location,

wanting to look at her lover’s face for the last time, she noticed a small tear slide down your dirtied face

yujin wiped it away just before a hoard of zombies decided to help finish her off

at least the both of you would be together, right?

.

.

.

a group of survivors discovered the classroom yujin had passed in, they found a letter dedicated to you

“𝓣𝓸 𝓶𝔂 𝓨𝓷

𝓔𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝓘 𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓘 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓿𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓴𝓮𝓮𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓪𝓯𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓮. 𝓔𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝓭𝓪𝔂 . . 𝓘 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝔂𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓵 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓶. 𝓘 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓽 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓫𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓭, 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓘 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓯𝓾𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻. 𝓘’𝓶 𝓰𝓵𝓪𝓭 𝓘 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓹𝓹𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓾𝓷𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓼𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓫𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮. . 𝓘 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝓪𝔂 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓽𝓾𝓹𝓲𝓭, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔂𝓷. 𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝔂 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓾𝓪𝓰𝓮𝓼 𝔀𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓿𝓮𝔂. 𝓘’𝓶 𝓼𝓸𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓪 𝓰𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓵 𝓪𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼. . 𝓘 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓷𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓫𝓾𝓽, 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾 ���𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶. 𝓘 𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓱 𝔀𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓼𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓰𝓻𝓸𝔀 𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓽𝓸𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻, 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓲𝓼 𝓪 𝓬𝓻𝓾𝓮𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓻𝓲𝓹𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝔂 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓷𝓸𝓻𝓶𝓪𝓵 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷. 𝓨𝓷, 𝓘 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓵𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽, 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝓶𝔂 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓵.

𝓕𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼,

𝓐𝓱𝓷 𝓨𝓾𝓳𝓲𝓷.”

pls don burn me at the stake cuz i wrote. rhrisd😞🙏

anyways.. stay safe n i love you guys so so much

- vicky 💋

[ksnfangz]

Okay i have a few fic ideas that i’ve kinda started but never completed ( some may be dropped lol ) if you have one that’d you’d like to see sooner or any request pls comment or send an ask!! ( I write for enhypen , p1harmony , and txt )

SACRIFICE ( EAT ME UP ) || AOUAD AU

Paring : Sunghoon x reader // multiple chapters

SUMMARY : Park Sunghoon and y/n l/n would never consider themselves friends… just two people who’ve been stuck together since elementary who can barely tolerate one another. But as a zombie outbreak takes over their city and school the two start to realize the true weight of their relationship.

PHOTOGRAPH || COFFE SHOP AU

Paring : Jake or Jongseob x reader // one shot

SUMMARY : in which a barista with a love for photography meets a girl with a picture perfect smile.

LOSER ≠ LOVER || GUARDIAN ANGEL AU

Paring : ot5 txt x reader // multiple chapters

SUMMARY : y/n is sent down to earth to protect the lives of 5 different boys in order to regain her own

BITE ME || TRAIN TO BUSAN AU

Paring : Ni-ki x reader // multiple chapters

SUMMARY : IDK YET BUT I NEED IT

[pixaho]

Hi! I hope you’re doing well! I’ve been reading what you’ve done I want to let you know they’ve turned out amazing. I wanted to ask if you don’t mind doing a Rocky x Reader x Jesse.

Maybe Rocky and Reader had been dating for a long time and Rocky had started to focus more so on the girls at the club. Forgetting to take care and pay attention to Reader because of the club and girls. Reader has tried to talk to him and he tells her she’s being selfish and they need to protect women. (He is actually trying to take care of them. Not sleep or do other things. He’s more focused on work) Reader finally gets tired and leave him. Rocky gets sad but tries to move on by throwing himself into his work. S.W.O.R.D has a meeting and the Mighty Warriors are invited as well. While at the meeting Rocky sees Reader with the Warriors and tries to talk to her. Jesse steps in and lets him know to leave her a lone and she’s with them. Jesse tells him that even though he’s all about helping women he needs to look more within because he hurt the one women he should have protected but not to worry about it anymore and that it’s his job now.

You're Gone | Rocky x Reader x Jesse

↡ Pairing | Rocky x Reader x Jesse ↡ AU? No | ↡ Word Count | 1023

↡ A/N | I kind of died, and that is completely my bad. I'll also be starting my Alice in Borderland and AOUAD masterlists at some point this week. hehe, sorry!

↡ Warnings | Angst and a few cutesy moments between Reader and Mighty Warriors

M.LIST H&L LIST

You had met Rocky when you were on the way to your job. He had been kind enough to offer a ride and that is where it started. You kept meeting him and eventually you both started to date. He was everything, at least to you.

When he started focusing on Club Haven and the girls there, he stopped giving you attention and the time of day. It hurt and you had been putting off confronting him or talking to him to see if you both could do something. He was also in and out of meetings, paying attention to the other girls, and not even looking at you when he left your shared apartment. Occasionally he'd come home late or never came home at all.

But one of the days, you had enough. You went to Club Haven and tried to talk to Rocky.

"I'm just asking for you to pay attention to me. You've quit doing that. Rocky, please." Your heart was breaking as he just stared at you with annoyance, clicking his cuffs open and closed. "Are you going to sit there and say nothi-"

"Selfish." He muttered.

"What?" Your eyes widened as the word fell from his mouth, something you'd never heard him say.

"You are being selfish, I'm here all the time to protect those women and you want my attention so you can feel better about yourself?"

"That is not what I mean-"

"Except it is. Go Y/N, go home and don't bother coming back here. I don't even want to talk nor see your face right now." He clicks his tongue in annoyance and looks over at Koo. A feeling of regret washes over you, your heart finally pinging with the final pain.

After that, you had gone to the park and cried. You had never done that before and as you did, you couldn't help but hear that word replaying in your mind over and over again. Selfish. You were selfish to him. You were nothing. He didn't have time for you and he'd never have it again.

"Are you okay?" Someone speaks as they sit next to you. You turn to face them, they had blonde hair with the roots being dark, a leopard jacket and looked at you with a puzzled expression.

"Yeah," You wipe your tears. "Just stupid guy troubles."

"Doesn't sound very stupid if you are crying over it," He looks into your eyes, you can't read what is deep within his irises but there is a sincere look to him. At first glance, you'd think he was just another person who had issues with the SWORD leaders but if that were true then he wouldn't be sitting with you right now.

So, you told him everything. You told him about how Rocky had stopped sleeping, coming home, and paying attention to you. How it affected your mental health and how you loved him desperately but didn't think he felt the same way. He listened. He seemed calm, gave you good advice, and even made you feel seen. You hadn't felt this for a while and it felt really good. Something about him was calling you.

"Hey, my friends and I are planning on moving into this bigger club and living there. You want to join us?" He asked, getting up and turning to you. "The name's Jesse by the way."

"Sure, Y/N." Even if you had just met him, something screamed about trustfulness. He was very nice to you and you hadn't experienced that in the longest time.

☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆ Time Skip ~4 months~

"If we let the Iemura family take down sword, we will lose." Cobra spoke, his voice not faltering for a second, "Which is why I called this meeting, and despite the old battles we have had, I thought we should bring Mighty Warriors into this too."

Jesse wasn't one for public PDA so he only ever had you close to him and far from others. He let's Ice speak for the group as he isn't the M.W's leader. You had noticed him, and Jesse was aware of that. Directly in front of you sat White Rascals, Rocky staring at you. Although it had been a while since you last spoken there was still that feeling of pain and regret that lingered in your heart.

When Cobra and the rest of the groups stopped talking, everyone was ready to head out. You could hear Rocky speak your name as he got closer to you.

"Y/N!" He pushed past a few people before a hand landed on his chest, stopping him from getting closer to you. Your eyes stinged and you knew why.

Jesse was the one in front of him. "Sarah, take Y/N and go. I'll be out there in a second."

With that, Sarah walked with you out. The air surrounding the meeting was upsetting.

"What the hell are you doing? I wanted to talk to her, you aren't her guard dog." Rocky rasped at Jesse who seemed unamused by his attempt at sounding threatening.

"If she wanted to talk to you, she would." He spoke lowly, not wanting to drag attention to where they were nor to what they were speaking about.

Rocky looks taken aback as he stares at Jesse, "Am I supposed to be scared of you?"

"No, but you should leave her alone. She's with us now, people that care about her and give her attention when she needs it." He takes a little silence before continuing, "You are supposed to protect women, your moto is that you don't hurt them and yet you hurt that one. She's healing, she's getting better, and she got tired of you not giving her anything."

"I-" He attempts to speak but can't find the right words to say. Rocky threw himself onto his work after you had left, trying to get rid of the void that he knew he created himself when you had left. And all he could do was watch as Jesse turned and walked out, a little part of him dying inside.

↡ Mutuals | @talusional @dillpick

[quaissants]

FOUR ୨୧ CHOI BEOMGYU

cast. classmate! beomgyu x gn! mc ༝ pantone. fluff .. aouad au ༝ length. 967 ༝ cw(s). mention of zombie apocalypse & food .. gyu wears glasses

tfw. so i’ve been very inactive on this blog but there’s no way i’m missing this special day. (i took a prompt from nightprompts.. i think- and twisted it a bit.) for the second year in a row, happy birthday to my biggest supporter, to the one who never fails to defend and attack me, my bubba.. matty 💛

beomgyu used to dangle his feet over the deep end of life. he’d often think about jumping into it; surrendering himself to chance. but having control was safer, so he’d shuffle over to the shallow end.

‘i’ll do it some other time,’ he’d constantly promise to himself. a dumb decision, really; especially after almost losing it altogether. honestly, he shouldn’t be so hard on himself—how to survive a zombie outbreak isn’t included in any schools’ curriculum.

that’s why it shouldn’t come as much of a surprise that he has no idea what to do now. roaming the quarantine camp doesn’t sound appealing, especially not on an empty stomach..

come to think of it, maybe that’s what beomgyu should do. his assigned nurse did tell him that the mobile canteen’s serving lunchboxes. finding a place to demolish eat the overdue meal will be challenging, but he can tackle that matter afterwards.

for now, he must look for the treasure.

“excuse me- uh, hello- sorry-” falls out of beomgyu’s mouth frequently. he didn’t think that asking for help would be this hard, but when everyone is caught up in their own endeavors, he’s questioning his belief.

just when he’s about to try again, he hears someone calling his name. or maybe it’s his stomach begging him to hurry his search..

“hey, choi beomgyu!”

..okay that definitely wasn’t his tummy.

curious and confused, the bespectacled male turns around. to say his stomach twists and flips is an understatement (he swears it’s given up on functioning altogether) as you walk up to him, elegantly weaving between the passersby.

“for a second there, i really thought my mind was playing tricks on me.” you tell him, unaware that beomgyu’s is malfunctioning. “it’s nice to see you got out of the school too. of course, minus the scratches, but still, alive.”

this is supposed to be the part where beomgyu says something like yeah, same or i’m glad you’re okay too.. but the brunet is not sure if that’s going to happen. see, even with the bandages and the specks of exhaustion that remain in your bright eyes, he still believes you’re gorgeous.

and he knows that your mere presence is threatening his control over his heart’s erratic thrumming.

he must have wasted too much time daydreaming, for you bring up another topic, “oh, are those new glasses?”

“y-yeah, well.. you see, i lost the other one on the way here so i have to wear this oldie. it’s not the right prescription but i guess something similar’s better than nothing.” he chuckles awkwardly; a lopsided smile and pink dust dabbed on his cheeks to complement the look.

“that’s true.. does that mean you won’t need these anymore?”

he’s about to question your mysterious words when you pull out a familiar object from your coat pocket. thin, silver frame.. asymmetrical nose pads that almost never did their job..

there’s no way..

“i found them in the music room, figured i’d bring them along in case i bumped into you. the others said i shouldn’t be too optimistic but i didn’t listen. in fact, these glasses became my motivation so i made sure to take care of them.”

the last words are spoken so softly, as if they weren’t meant to be heard, but he did. maybe it’d be better if he didn’t, because now he’s willing to give up his heart to you. forget about self-control, he’ll do anything you tell him to.

(obviously everything outside of legal boundaries is not included.)

“can i..” at your nod, he removes his current pair to put on his old spectacles. it takes a minute and a few squints to adjust, but he’s certain of one thing: he missed his glasses. “thank you for looking after them, it feels so good to see clearly again.”

“don’t sweat it, they weren’t a problem-” you pause, only to lightly push the frame up the bridge of his nose. you’ve already done so much for him, that would have been enough for the lovestruck boy. but you just have to brush his bangs away from his eyes, right?

“alright, i’m gonna head back to my tent now. hopefully i’ll see you around!”

hopefully? beomgyu’s not about to let that amount to nothing more than a wistful thought.

“wait!” you stop and turn around so eagerly, were you expecting him to say something else? the flustered male’s not about to get caught up in that observation so he hastily asks, “i know we almost just died a few hours ago but i was wondering.. maybe- no, would you like to go have a late lunch with me?”

..maybe this wasn’t a good idea. judging by the contemplation dusted upon your visage, you’re thinking of a reason to reject his request. he won’t be surprised if you do—you’re one of the cool kids, while he’s a wallflower who’s only noticed when he says something funny—but a no would be enough-

“sure, i’d like that a lot.”

his whole body has shut down.

“wait wait.. hold on, did you just say yes?”

the laugh that the brunet never failed to hear whenever he made a joke falls from your lips again. this time, you got a radiant smile and echo of his earlier words to accompany it. “it’s about time you asked me out. then again, i guess now is better than never.”

and that’s how beomgyu ended up sharing a table and stories with you. of course it didn’t end in the canteen, how can it when he walked you to your tent—well, now yours and his. by the end of the day, beomgyu’s more than sure that he’s an absolute fool for you, but he doesn’t mind these newly realized feelings.

in fact, he’ll consider diving into possibilities more often.

𓆩♡𓆪 ─┈ taglist. @stealanity​ @strxwberry-skiess​ — send an ask / dm to be added !

[restlessmaknae]

bite me, not yourself [jake]

After the outbreak at school, students turn into zombies that can't remember anyone, and after you save Jake, this is supposed to be your fate as well. However, you seem to be able to control yourself around him, but wouldn't dare to risk it.

➳ Characters: high school student!Jake x female reader/you

➳ Genre: all of us are dead au, high school au, zombie apocalypse au

➳ Words: 1.9k

➳ Warning: mentions of blood, death, being bitten by zombies

➳ A/N: Jake and reader's storyline isn't the same as Suhyeok and Namra's storyline from AOUAD, but Suhyeok's line 'bite me, not yourself' is said in the story as well. Plus, there are some similarities, but you don't have to know the drama to understand this story.

➳ ENHYPEN taglist: @dat-town, @hyunjinswife, @stories-inbetween-the-stars, @sweetjaemss, @laaylaazyy, @effulgetfireflies, @chaeryeongs-wife, @americanokisses, @kuleo26, @hyu-won, @syrxiee2, @wccycc, @koishua, @squiishymeow, @sunooslover, @heyditseeey

➳ Check out: my ENHYPEN masterlist

You ran through the corridor, walls covered in smudges of blood, papers trampled upon the floor beside broken shards of glass, eerie sounds of teeth chattering and feet shuffling accompanying you as you didn’t look back.

You knew that if anyone came after you, they would risk their lives. You couldn’t let that happen, after all, you were the one they should have feared the most, you were the one they should have avoided.

You turned a corner, then another, looking for a place where you could hide, where you could lock yourself up and then… you didn’t really think about the aftermath, just that you had to get away from the others. From him.

You found an empty storage room, and closed it, turning the keys immediately. You looked around briefly, but there was no way anyone could have hid here as it was a tiny place, only two shelves opposite of each other filled with school supplies. Most of it seemed intact, but there was a bloody scissor on the floor, and you could only guess someone used it to attack a zombie. To attack someone like you…

You could hardly process the fact that you were a zombie now, there was just so much going on. Students turning into zombies or falling to their deaths, blood pooling the floors and terrifying screams filling the air, all of your senses were full of all these horrible, jarring experiences. You had tried so hard to stay away from zombies, fighting alongside your classmates and with everything you could find, barricading yourself off into classrooms, only moving from one place to another when a surge of zombies forced you to move. You had been so careful, and yet… You had willingly walked into your downfall.

You had been bitten in the corridor when you had tried to help out Jake who had been attacked by a zombie. You hadn’t even thought about anything, a tremor of fear had gone through your body at the sight of the boy being thrown to the ground. The sound of the boy’s pained winces, the way terror filled his warm, chocolate-brown eyes, and his angry grumbles filled the air had been enough for you to step in and try to tear the zombie off of him… You couldn’t have just watched him being in pain or worse, being bit… and yet, you had been bit instead of him.

Afterwards, when you had gone back to rejoice with your classmates, the boy had tried to justify that he would look after you because you had sacrificed yourself instead of him (for him), but he had been crazy to think that you would let him. Not when you had almost bit him as well, and it had been only a matter of luck that his voice had managed to bring you back to reality, to bring back your human self. Odd, you had thought that zombies didn’t recognise anyone after being bit, and yet, despite your hunger for blood, you still remembered him, his face, his voice, the way he made you feel.

That’s exactly why you had run away from them, hoping that none of them would come after you. Especially not him.

You didn’t want to think about what would happen next. You would most probably die, your memories fading into oblivion, and maybe it would be one of your classmates who would kill you when you would try to attack them. Even if you had managed to control your hunger that one time, it didn’t mean that it wouldn’t happen again, and you just couldn’t… you wouldn’t be able to live on if you had to attack them. If you even remembered who they were by that point. You didn’t even know what was scarier: the thought that you might kill them or that you might forget them.

You could hear footsteps approaching, and Jake’s voice reverberating from the walls. That fool… Zombies had excellent hearing, they would swarm the corridor like bees if they heard him shout your name like that.

Yet again, you didn’t think twice as you pushed yourself off the ground, unlocked the door and opened it, just in time for the boy to arrive in front. You grabbed him by his torn school uniform and dragged him inside, locking the door behind you before turning towards him.

Equal amounts of frustration and relief washed over you as you watched over him, no visible bite marks painting his skin. There was dried blood on his face, his hair was messy and parts of it stuck together as if glued by dirt and blood, and there were holes all over his pants and jacket, but he did look intact.

“What were you thinking, shouting my name like that? You could have been bit out there,” you reprimanded him sternly, your voice coming out strong and cold - so unlike you, so unlike the girl who had never dared to go against others or raise her voice.

“I couldn’t just let you leave like that. After all, you were bit because of me, and you said that you can control the zombie in you, and I trust you on it. I really do,” Jake justified, his voice soft as always, but there was an edge to it, a bitter one. As if he was hurt by the fact that you didn’t believe him.

You let out a long sigh, letting your shoulders drop with it, too. You ran a hand through your hair, thoughts crippling your brain like lighting on a stormy night. You could hear his heart beat due to your excellent hearing, fast and determined, and you tried to concentrate on it instead of the drops of sweat rolling down his cheek or his eyes twinkling in the late afternoon light sweeping through the burgundy-stained curtains.

“I… I wanted to bite you… I could feel it within me, I was about to do it, and then…” You gulped as the memory came back, even stronger than before. Jake looked at you, patient and gentle as ever, and you could cry out at the sight. How could he look at you like that when you had told him yet again that you had wanted to bite him? “Then, somehow this urge subsided as you called my name. It was as if I was brought back to reality, but I don’t know if I can do it again, if I can control it like that, and I don’t want to hurt you.”

Your words were less stern and more agitated than before. You took a step back, your back coming in contact with the shelf behind you, and you felt like sliding down to the ground, you could feel your knees buckling beneath you, but the zombie side of you was stronger. All of your senses seemed to heighten since being bitten, and even though you were hit by waves of weariness, you still stood strong and steady.

Then, the boy took a step closer to you, and you wanted to back away even more, but there was nowhere else you could go. You were already as close to that shelf as possible.

“You won’t,” Jake breathed out, his words firm yet soft. How, just how on Earth could he still sound like that when he had lost a friend, when he had watched his classmates die, when he had been running for his life, and when he was in front of someone who could hurt him anytime?

“How do you know that?”

“Because you’ve always been like that, you would never hurt anyone,” came the answer almost immediately, and the boy still didn’t back away. He took a step closer and another as if testing when you would stop him, giving you the chance to push him away. “You are bitten because of me, because you wanted to protect me. I won’t let you face this alone after that,” he added as he diminished the distance between you two, and he reached for your left arm.

You winced when he touched you - not because it particularly hurt, but because of the memories. Beside the fresh bite mark on your wrist, there was the imprint of the student’s teeth who had bitten you out in the corridor, who had sealed your fate. Maybe you had been stupid, after all, you were a girl, and these zombies were strong and resilient, and you shouldn’t have believed that you could ever go against a male zombie that had even caused Jake trouble. And yet… what wouldn’t you have given up for this boy?

“And if anything like that happens again, bite me, not yourself,” he whispered like a confession, a gift, a sacrifice…

So he had seen when you had bitten your own wrist instead of going for his neck as you had been craving for it. Up to this point, you still didn’t understand how your human self could resurface when you had felt this urge to bite him, especially him, because you had bitten others before, ones that had gotten in your way as you had run down the corridors, and you hadn’t felt the same way.

He gently rubbed the intact skin on your wrist as he reached for your face with his other hand, wiping the blood from your lips. Something in you crumbled at the way he willingly caressed you and touched you, risking his own life, risking his own safety beside a ticking time bomb like you, and you felt tears pricking your eyes.

“I’m so scared,” you admitted feebly and a gasp of suppressed air left your mouth, followed by a shaky sob. You were scared of everything: the whole situation, the uncertainties regarding getting out and not knowing how the city outside of the school might have looked (Were there zombies outside of the school? Was anyone out there trying to get to you, rescuing those who were still stuck at school? How many of you actually survived up until this point?), the way your body and brain changed as if it was fighting this zombie self within you, and you were scared of you and him, and whatever you had going on, and how it could possibly hurt you both.

“It’s okay. We’ll get out of here,” he shushed as he slid his hand from your face to your side and pulled you closer to him.

You sobbed into the crook of his neck, into his jacket, into his shirt, and he let you, and for the first time since the whole fiasco started, you had a tiny bit of hope planted in your heart. He was here, he was here with you after everything, and even though you had never confessed how you felt towards him, you hoped that he knew.

(And he hoped so too, because when he had asked to meet you in the empty music room, before the first zombies had broken in to interrupt you two, he had actually wanted to meet up to tell you that he liked you. But maybe now his actions spoke louder than that confession could have ever done so.)

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[kimakento]

BE WITH YOU

synopsis: was it wrong for sukai to think you’d always be with him? ⌙ 3.0k

pairing: childhood bsf!kinjo sukai x fem!reader

genre: angst

tags: all of us are dead!au, childhood bestfriends to lovers (kinda not really), non-idol!au, highschool!au

warnings: mentions of blood/injuries, zombie apocalypse, implied death, a little bit of gore cause of the zombies?? there’s no comfort around here :/

author’s note: this is my way of coping because aouad is such a sad drama…. (also a little release cause its my birthday)

it felt like your body was going to shut down any second. the pitter patter of footsteps consumed your senses as you kept running and running, still lost in the maze that was considered your school. your friends followed behind you as you moved, in an attempt to find an empty classroom — room or something to shield you from the creatures.

of course you were terrified, who wouldn’t be? thoughts and emotions alike failed you yet you carried on.

but as always perseverance was key, right?

“over here!” sukai whisper-shouted from beside you.

he had found somewhere to stay safe from the zombies.

one by one, the group eagerly rushed into the overturned classroom, barely escaping the monsters outside. a hand had been caught in between the door, the zombie it was attached to growling slowly while moving its fingers with erratic movements. assembling together, everyone stood in front of the door and pushed it shut with all the might you could muster. the hand, now detached, fell to the floor with a thud.

your group wore expressions of disgust on their faces, physically cringing away from the scene. you of course did the same; moving towards a chair, you collapsed down quickly before your legs gave out. as you glanced around the room, a frown tugged at your lips, there were some missing.

what started as a group of twelve close-knit friends, then became nine and then finally six; sukai, kyosuke, ayane, yuma, rino and you. it was obvious they were worn out and you didn’t blame them.

you missed the others. so much. but you couldn’t help to believe it was your fault.

“we can’t stay here. we have to get out of the school.” kyosuke interrupted, his voice weak and raw.

“that’s fucking suicide, makki.” sukai argued, glancing around the room, his eyes settling in on dull eyes and exhausted faces. “we’re in no shape.”

“so you’d rather us drop dead from starvation?”

all eyes turned to rino.

“you’re crazy if you think we’re going to get through that hoard of monsters over there.” sukai simply replied.

this time yuma spoke up. “rino and kyo are right, there aren’t any options.”

amidst the chaos, your gaze flickers to sukai’s face, examining the clear signs of exhaustion plastered all over it.

“i agree.” your tone was firm.

and this time sukai could only relent.

yuma walked to the window, peering at the grown under. he hummed lightly, before turning back.

“i think i have a plan.”

immediately, you all gathered in the centre of the room.

“since we’re still on the ground floor, we can jump out this window.” he gestured towards it before continuing. “the fence isn’t that far, we have to first make it to open field and then the construction site; maybe even stop if necessary. there aren’t many zombies on this side so it’s the safest route.”

ayane stood up. “let’s get a few minutes of rest before we move, it won’t do us any good if half of us faint the minute we step out there.”

you sat, slumped against the wall of the classroom, only moving over to make space once sukai joined you. staring straight ahead in a daze, you feel a nudge from beside you.

“drink.” he said, pushing a bottle in your hands.

but it was mostly empty. “what about you?”

“me? you look half dead right now, just do me a favour and drink.”

“sukai—“

“i’m fine.”

hesitantly, you brought it to your lips before downing the water. it wasn’t much, but you were thankful.

for the remaining minutes, you both stayed there with the occasional glances at each other.

“will we make it out of here?”

a chuckle slipped out from you. “what happened to the tough guy image?”

“hey…” he trailed off, half-smiling.

you smiled, hand finding his. “of course we will. together.”

being sukai’s best friend for almost his whole life had its perks. you could easily read him, at least enough to know when he was truly concerned. you were grateful he found you reliable and trustworthy enough to be vulnerable with.

“together.” he repeated.

“make sure you’re armed.” kyosuke reminded, ever the responsible one in the group.

in careful preparation, you all scavenged the room and supply closet for objects that could be utilised as weapons; really just anything, ranging from brooms to screwdrivers or crowbars. there couldn’t be anymore setbacks, you thought, you didn’t know what you would do if another one of your friends got bit.

sukai approached the window first, pulling it open and peering down to see if it was clear.

“come on.” he nodded and gestured towards you, swinging a leg over the railing, and pushing off.

one by one, you followed his lead, sighing shakily once your feet touched the hard concrete beneath you. you advanced slowly, crouching while hiding behind walls.

reaching the back of the school building, your group’s movement came to a swift halt as per yuma’s whisper. there was a crowd of zombies, walking around aimlessly, groaning and bumping into each other.

“shit.” you heard rino whisper in front of you.

your grip tightened around the crowbar in your hand subconsciously. but you were obviously outnumbered.

you shook your head. you couldn’t think like that.

you shouldn’t think that.

a hand found its way to your shoulder. sukai.

“don’t be nervous. remember what we said.”

still crouched, you peered from the wall, noticing the cars parked in a frenzy around the field. fortunately most of the creatures roamed the basketball court which was far enough for you to get by unnoticed. however, time was ticking.

“we should split up into pairs, use the cars as a shield.” you suggested. “keep your weapons close and don’t make any sudden noises. be subtle.”

everyone else nodded in response. ayane and rino were the first to move, with the latter taking the lead and stealthily pulling ayane along to the first car. they crept forward, the faint sounds of their footsteps and occasional zombie growls surrounding them. soon, they finally passed the basketball court and reached the school’s sports shed, its stature providing a place to hide. and shortly after, kyosuke and yuma caught up with them, keeping their voices low. and then finally you with sukai.

once all at the shed, there was a calmer atmosphere. everything was going well.

that was, until it wasn’t.

was it your fault? probably.

this time, you moved swiftly as a group, the construction site was only a few metres away, and there was almost no zombies in the direct route. it was possible.

you were going to get out. with your friends.

there was nothing to shield you so the only option left was to beeline for it. and that’s exactly what you did. adrenaline pumped through you as your legs carried you as fast as they could, the grass padding underneath your feet. you were towards the back with sukai beside you, now moving infront.

that was until something wraps around your ankle, tugging you down. your shin hits the ground, and hard. a zombie. fingers clawed at you as you freeze in fear, its face becoming visible to you.

it was one of your friends, junki.

only a few moments slipped by before something pierced the skin of your calf, sending a jolt of pain through your body. you grit your teeth against the agony, feeling the creature's grip tighten. hoisting the crowbar high above your head, you brought it down, striking in one swift motion. the impact connected squarely with the zombie's skull, its grip on you loosening.

your throat tightened, the weight of your action crashing down onto you. that was your friend.

sukai rushed to you in concern.

“can you stand?” his words snap you out of your haze-filled daze.

you only slowly nod before using your hands to push yourself up — surprised when a stumble in your step nearly sent you down until sukai caught you.

“it’s just my leg.” you gestured to it. “we need to move.”

the others had already made it to the site safely. there wasn’t any time left to lose, the zombies were closer now.

hurriedly, sukai brings your arm around his shoulder, helping you move quickly. and somehow, his hard work paid off.

ayane moved a block on the ground, settling you down softly. only then does your leg start to ache, prompting you to peer down at the now-spreading crimson spot on your white socks.

slowly, you roll it down, exposing the large gash on your calf paired with a green-ish bruise on your shin. that’s once you realised.

you had been bitten.

glancing up, you noticed sukai unbuttoning his shirt and moving towards you.

“here.” he crouches down, getting to work wrapping the white cloth around your leg, tying it neatly. “just rest for a minute.”

you can almost taste the bitterness of regret in your mouth as the echoes of creatures roaming around overwhelmed your senses. now, you were sure of what to do.

getting up, you leaned against the wall for support watching as he did too.

“i can buy us some time.” all heads turned to you at the sound of your voice once again.

“i’m not following...?” sukai’s gaze alternated between everyone as he questioned your words.

exhaling shakily, you pressed once again. “i’ll stay here, so you all can leave. safely.”

“are you crazy?” yuma quipped.

a dry chuckle left your mouth. as if this wasn’t about the only time you were actually being sensible.

“i won’t make it out of here either way.”

“no. there’s no way.” now, it was sukai’s turn to blink in disbelief. “you’re coming. you’re going to leave with us. and we’re going to be saved.”

“i can’t leave you. i won’t.” his voice was weak as the adamant confession left his mouth.

“there’s no point, sukai. i would only slow you down.” you refused to meet his gaze, only glancing down at your injured leg. “please. don’t make this more harder for me than it already is.”

stepping closer, the boy cried.

“i’m here, i can do it— i’ll be able to. just not you.”

“no. i won’t let that. they need you over there.” gesturing to the uneasy group behind him. “you’re fast, smart and capable.”

trying your hardest, you suppressed your tears, you never wanted to leave your friends. you never wanted to leave sukai.

enveloping your hands in his, a light plead left his lips.

“look at me, [name]. don’t do this. i won’t be able to do anything without you. i need you.”

“i got bit, sukai. there’s no saving me.”

the boy lowered his head in defeat, and somehow the pain lodged deep in your chest worsened.

“you’d said we’ll leave.” his voice broke. “together. remember?”

( during the bus ride home, sukai’s head rested comfortably on your shoulder, his features peaceful while he slept blissfully. and you couldn’t help but to watch through your peripheral vision. your content sigh was immediate. however, that was the moment when you realised. you liked kinjo sukai.

‘attachment was never the plan.’ you could remember repeating internally. though, it was all in vain. nothing could stop the feeling when around him.

the feeling of your heart almost jumping out your chest. the feeling of your head reeling whenever in close proximity with sukai. the feeling of not just like, but love.

“what are you deeply thinking about, hm?” a voice rasped out.

sukai shot you a wide grin, the remnants of slumber evidently displayed across his features. with eyes slightly puffy, and misplaced hair strands from being on your shoulder for too long — sukai has never looked cuter, you think believe. )

“don’t you know i feel the same? but i need to do this too. it was always coming, you knew it. i knew it. they knew.” a smile turned at your mouth tilting your head to finally meet his eyes, the tears finally falling. “just know that i love you, okay?”

“you love me?”

“i thought that was obvious.” you paused, seemingly realising something. “give me your hand.”

he complied hurriedly, outstretching his hand with a raised brow in confusion. fishing something out of your jumper pocket, you placed it promptly in his palm.

it was your name tag.

“[name]…” his head was down.

the fact was that kinjo sukai wasn’t sure if he was strong enough to not sob right then and there.

two trembling but nimble hands found their way to his cheeks, cradling his face softly and tilting his chin up.

you softly whispered, voice only loud enough for him to hear. “make sure you live your years to the fullest and have an amazing life. don’t cry too much and don’t worry. i won’t forgive you if you do.”

“but—“

soft and plush lips came into contact with his, cutting his words. the kiss quickly ranged from sweet to salty when the boy started crying. it was slow and full of emotion.

you pulled away shortly.

“i’ll miss you. so fucking much.” the words came out a whisper from him.

the banter never made it past your lips. instead, you didn’t reply.

it was clear that you were scared, but you’d gladly sacrifice yourself for the ones you loved. for kinjo sukai, the man you loved. one second stretched into a minute, time slowed when in his presence.

the way his concern-filled gaze pierced yours made your voice shaky. “i’ll distract them and give you time to run. once you make it past, don't look back, just keep moving.” you paused. “stay safe, okay?”

( “do you think we’ll ever be apart?” sukai asked, fiddling with the cheese stick you’d bought to share — he offered to wear your backpack on his front in return — trudging his feet along whilst walking the pavement. “you know, with how you’re planning to go to university after.”

tapping your chin, you pretended to be deep in thought. “you’re not going to attend uni?”

“i’m still thinking about it.”

“let’s go to the same university then. ‘cause i don’t think i can go without you.”

the proposal was short, yet it seemed to cause his heart to race quicker in his chest. a light crimson painted sukai’s cheeks which he hid much to his dismay by adjusting the straps of both your backpacks. when he glanced over, you’d already caught him out, chuckling lightly.

“stop it.” he mumbled. “you’re always making fun of me.”

that was before the boy suddenly jolted forward, nearly tumbling over. in a swift motion, you had slyly managed to kick the back of his knees, contentedly watching him almost crumple down before breaking out into a sprint.

“last one to the traffic light!” )

after retracting your hands, they fell to your sides almost immediately. just as you turned around, you heard the cracking of pebbles under several feet before feeling a tap on your shoulder.

it was your friends.

stood side by side, they frowned, before rino stepped forward and placed two trash bin lids in your hands.

“i know i can’t really stop you. so we won’t let this be in vain.” she frowned, the others following along with their own saddened expressions.

just as yuma widened his arms, the sound of bone cracking echoed, the ring finger of your left hand jerking up.

“you guys need to go. now.” you swallowed thickly in an attempt to calm the thumping of your heart.

“please. do it for me.”

sukai inched closer towards you once again. “[name].”

“get out of here.” the words came out harsher than intended. you placed a hand in front of your body, glancing towards your friends for help. “guys, please.”

the thought of sukai seeing you turn was heartbreaking.

when they started to crowd around him, trying to pull him away, you limped to the far end of the construction site, through the concrete walls.

you began hastily clashing the trash bin lids together. ‘what a cacophony indeed,’ you could almost hear kyosuke joke. and with the loud noise, you heard groaning and loud footsteps heading straight towards you.

this was it.

and that was the last sukai saw heard from you. the group too heard the sound of collective footsteps towards the construction site they’d just escaped.

kyosuke dragged sukai by his shirt, pulling him along as they sprinted towards the fence guarding the school from the neighbouring area. luckily, the fence had been cut. ayane and yuma, being the smallest of the bunch, slipped under first to pull it back for the rest to fit.

they were free of the school. so they kept running and running.

only minutes later did they reach something peculiar. a barricade with people crowding behind it. people, not zombies. black uniforms filled the site. they had finally found help.

they were saved.

and kinjo sukai should’ve been overjoyed, he knew. but only tears dampened his cheeks and memories of you crossed his mind.

two trembling fingers raised themselves to brush his lips lightly. the ones you kissed, and his clenched fist that cradled the worn-out nametag. the taste that crowded his mouth was bitter.

that was all he had to remember you.

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[glowstar826]

20 Questions for Fic Writers!

Let’s get this baby started! Thanks for the inspo @gracelesslady23!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

60 (blame my HP and AoUAD obsession lmao).

2. What is your total AO3 word count?

471,017. That’s…insane.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

At the moment, mostly for All of Us Are Dead. But of course, I can’t forget the whopping majority of HP fics I have! They really defined the beginning of my fanfic-writing journey.

4. Top 5 fics by kudos?

The Filthy Half-Blood Spy (777)

A Meaningful Sacrifice (490)

Albus Potter and the Journey Through Time (481)

The Bravest Man I Ever Knew (277)

My Old Friend, Minerva (267)

As you can see, I really love HP. The second one is AoUAD.

5. Do you respond to comments?

Of course I do! I appreciate everyone who takes the time to leave them.

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Oh, I’ll take a quiet life for sure. It’s a canon divergence of A Meaningful Sacrifice, and hoooo boy, that’s probably the single most saddest thing I have ever written in my life. (Never again, Glow. Never again.)

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Pretty much all of them have happy endings, so if I were to pick a few, then they would probably be The Bravest Man I Ever Knew, A Miracle in the Midst of September, and Come Back to Me.

The second fic is Downton Abbey while the third is AoUAD.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not really, but when I was writing A Meaningful Sacrifice, I got a lot of spam.

9. Do you write smut?

Not explicitly, no. There was one fic I posted (that I since deleted) which features non-graphic smut between Snape and Lupin. (I deleted it because it was too embarrassing to keep on my profile.)

10. Do you write crossovers?

I have one, Finding My Way Back to You (Again)! It’s a crossover where Oh Joonyeong of AoUAD is a doctor in the 20th Century Girl universe who helps Poong Woonho overcome amnesia sustained in a plane crash.

Other than that, I prefer writing AUs where I put characters from one show into another show’s universe. My Duty After School AU with AoUAD characters, Reluctant Duty, is a great example of this.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Thankfully, I have not.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yup! Albus Potter and the Journey Through Time in Portuguese on Wattpad (which is unfinished, unfortunately).

13. Have you ever co-written a fic?

I have! Of Apologies and Food Fights: A Glimpse Into the Afterlife was an awesome collab with the amazing @glitterfairy-21225!

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

Oh Joonyeong/Jang Woojin, for sure. Since February 2022, these boys have been living in my head rent-free. Honorable mentions include Lee Cheongsan/Nam Onjo, Yang Daesu/Seo Hyoryung, and Lee Junho/Woo Youngwoo. The first four ships are from AoUAD, and the fifth is from Extraordinary Attorney Woo.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

Probably Albus Potter and the Journey Through Time, even though it won’t take much longer to finish it. Every time I go back to it, I immediately feel discouraged from writing it because it suddenly seems like too big of an undertaking. However, I will never stop trying!

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue, descriptions, and AU ideas (God knows how many are floating around in my head right now 😭).

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Having too many ideas. I swear, if I could just commit to finishing one project, then I would have way more completed fics.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language?

It would be all fine and dandy if it uses the Roman alphabet (think French, Spanish, German), but if it was a language like Korean or Chinese, then I’d rather write the transliteration since my writing would be targeted towards English readers/speakers. But obviously, I’d try my best to write other cultures authentically.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Though they’re all deleted, I first wrote for Detroit: Become Human. That was what got me into fanfic in the first place because I reasoned that, since the game had 99+ endings, fanfiction was fair game (I really hated fanfic at the time).

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

A Meaningful Sacrifice, hands down. That was probably my single best piece of writing in terms of characterization, setting, worldbuilding, and cohesiveness with the original show. Additionally, I ended up creating two very important OCs which had significant influence in the main character’s life.

Writing that fic inspired a whole lore which is present in my other AoUAD fics like Washed Down the Drain, Us, Withering Under the Sun, and Reluctant Duty. I also gained an awesome friend from it in @glitterfairy-21225, so yeah. One of my best fanfic-writing experiences to date.

On that final note, here’s your tag to do this, @glitterfairy-21225! <3

[writingmeraki]

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you re(a)d my mind [ minho e2l req oneshot ]

One can only be level headed until pushed to a certain limit, a button pressed too far, and suddenly it's like you're not the same person you were moments ago. The limits in this case was always and would always be Minho. The person who rose up more hatred in you than unhappy endings, than wet socks, than fucking mint chocolate ice cream. But what happens when the hatred turns into an unlikely word you didn't even dream about associating with him after a certain American bubbly student makes an appearance and is already pushing more buttons than Minho did and oh? Is that Minho...actually caring?

( Or you're learnt to face your true feelings when you realise there's competition in taking place in the heart of the most annoying (real) person you know. )

untitled sports au ( no choosen member/person yet. feel free to suggest tbh 😭 )

You pull the head off the heavy mascot costume, sighing as a cool breeze from a fan chills your flushed cheeks. As you step out of the rest of the costume, you notice one of the basketball players standing behind you. Number #. "I don't think I have seen you anywhere, " he says. "Shame otherwise I definitely would have noticed someone this pretty sooner."

untitled secret relationship au [ yet to be decided on who it's about ]

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[enhaqle]

OUTBREAK - a jake story

📍 SYNOPSIS when ariz’s school starts a zombie outbreak, she’s stuck away from her friends and all she has is her backpack and social media, she has to find her way back to her friends, but what happens when she bumps into someone while hiding from zombies.

or in which, ariz is running from zombies and ends up getting stuck with her hallway crush

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PAIRING ! jake x fem!oc

GENRE ! high school!au, zombie!au, smau, fluff, crack, angst (maybe), horror?? (idrk)

CAST ! txt! soobin, newjeans! haerin, enhypen! jake, niki, and heeseung + more

NOTE ! this story is lowkey inspired by aouad on netflix 🤫🤫

TAGLIST ! feel free to ask 💕[open]

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PROFILES : 🧟‍♀️ | 🧟

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MASTERLIST

1; haters gon hate ig 🙄

2; no bitch syndrome

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STATUS | on hold

STARTED | 09/24/23

ENDED | tbd

[thefourchimes]

all of us are dead au anyone?

so i just got hit with an idea after contemplating life and it sent me into a spiral

so i gotta ask, does anyone here know all of us are dead? the school gets overrun by zombies korean series in netflix? that one?

if yeah, then imagine ronance and stonathan aouad au

imagine

academic and social rivals ronance??

enemies to reluctant friends stonathan??

qpr stobin and jancy and ronathan and stancy??

all of them and their friends (the rest of the teens, who are also there btw yes) suddenly trying to survive the school being overrun by zombies??

trauma galore of watching friends die and zombies trying to kill them so they have to dodge, outrun, and kill them too to survive??

monster zombie hunting teens becoming a friend group and found family doing their best in life and survival??

IMAGINE

[jihyoruri]

AURELIA I NEED UR OPINION

it's about a zombie au based off my class / classmates and and it's kinda based on aouad and yeah !! :) got any tips bcs i might turn this into an au :>

UMMM LET ME THINK

make sure to not leave any plot holes unless intended!!! it’s hard to follow a plot if you leave things empty especially with like apocalypse /fantasy au’s, and don’t be scared to let your imagination run with the au don’t think about what other people/readers might think about what you put in your story and just do it, also don’t overwork yourself if you feel unmotivated take a break don’t force yourself and have funnn!!!

[mia-does-nonsense]

🌸 Hi, I'm Mia! 🌸

Minors do not interact. Just because my blog might seem SFW for now doesn't mean it will stay that way. I will be writing/reblogging NSFW stuff in the near future.

I'm open to writing requests as long they're:

SFW (For now - I will accept suggestive content, but please nothing explicit. I like NSFW, I just currently have no experience writing it.)

Drabbles and/or headcanons

Currently writing for: Jujutsu Kaisen and Mashle. Might write for Chainsaw Man too, depending on the request.

AO3: mia_does_stuff

Masterlist:

Current fics:

The Curse of Despair; A Jujutsu Kaisen / Danganronpa AU (No knowledge of Danganronpa necessary) --- Ch: 2 / ?

The Fear That Keeps Us Alive; A Jujutsu Kaisen / All of Us Are Dead AU (A no curses / zombie AU for those who haven't watched aouad) --- Ch: 1 / ?

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Mashle:

1, 2, 3, 4

JJK:

Gojo's Sloppy Nut Treat, Poisonous vs Venomous

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Currently reading: Jigokuraku/Hell's Paradise, CSM, Gokurakugai

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