#df eugene x reader

[lostiolite]

YOU'RE A LAWRENCE LOVER TOO?? OMG I NEED SOME MORE CONTENT IF HIM SO BADD. COULD WE PLEASE GET LAWRENCE AND EUGENE WITH A SHORT S/O WHO'S

like 5.3 but so thirsty over the 2 when texting:D

Sorry for not starting with a hi hi!!

Anyway

Drink and eat well and good night/evening/morning!!

IM ALSO SHORT SO 🤭🤭🤭🤭

Eugene would tease you about how down bad u are, definitely flustered as he does it.

Definitely threatens to block you (jokingly & lovingly)

"Yep, im blocking you”

Tbh isnt used to being thirsted over

Glad hes taller for once. WILL 100% percent be trying to use you as a headrest. wether it be 3-6 inches (i cough in 5'0). Uses it as fuel to tease you.

Hes so tired of your bs (lovingly)

When you insult him, he’d be like “thats not what you said last night” and pulls texts from said night of you thirsting

“Oh?” he cocks his head, texts things like “(◎_◎;)"

But would definitely flirt back after he comes to terms with your obvious intrest in him.

Uhh hes fucking insane so sees your height as another reason he needs to protect you.

Thinks it’s cute when he puts his jacket over you and how it looks like a long dress.

Also gets extremely protective and possessive of you, to an irrational extent. If you clearly like him, why spend time with others.

Obnoxiously bends over to kiss you, makes a whole fisaco of how hes 9-12 inches taller than you and gives you the slyest smile

[painfulrant]

Hey there!! Just thought Id give you a DF request

Could you possibly do a scenerio where Harry and gender neutral MC get their nails painted together to help lift their spirits at the school? If possible could it also possibly lean more towards platonic than romantic? If not, that's ok

Of course!!!! Thank you, love! 💕

Harry x Reader (Platonic)

Harry x reader

Platonic fluff

Dangerous Fellows!

“Hey, Harry! I have a question.” Out of everyone at the school, Harry would be the one to do this with me. After Judy’s disappearance, Jay bringing the zombies lunch, and Scarlett dying mysteriously… Everyone at the school was hostile and suspicious of each other. Except for Harry. Harry was always kind and stood up for you. He couldn’t help it, especially since he knew it wasn’t you causing any of it.

“Hey, Y/N. What’s up?” Harry asked, standing up from the boxes in the storage room. I felt a little nervous because of what I was fixing to ask so I just decided to show him. In both hands held two colors of nail polish. One was blue and the other was a hot pink which made you laugh. When he looked at the polish, to you, and back down to the polish with a confused expression, you smiled.

“Will you paint your nails with me?” I asked. I know it may seem weird but our school was in a desperate need of spirit. Maybe if we can show we are united together then others will join? I don’t know, it’s a weird way of thinking but I know it could work. He looked confused before shaking his head with a smile.

“Why not.” When he gestured to lead the way, I started laughing. He really was one of my best friends. We walked to the classroom meeting area and sat down on the desk near the window. Eugene, Ethan, Hailey, and Lawrence were all seated, waiting for Zion and Sue to get back from patrol. None of them said a word, to us or to each other, but they all studied us with curiosity and some with suspicions towards me. It’s okay though.

“You want yours done first or do you want to do mine?” He asked, grabbing something from his back that made us both start cackling like hyenas. In his hand, he held a fabric hair band thing with bows that had quotes on them. They were so soft and they just fit right over our foreheads and onto our hair. He looked like a little bunny, his bow being floppy and white like his hair. I couldn’t imagine what my blue one looked like.

“I’ll do yours first.” I stated, smiling. So I grabbed his hand and placed it on my knee before grabbing the dark blue and hot pink colors. His middle finger shall have dark blue and the other fingers be hot pink. Ethan had stood up and walked over to sit beside us, watching with intrigue but we paid him no mind. He was welcome to hang out with us if he wanted to.

Once I was done and once I quit messing up and getting nail polish all over his hand, I held his hands up in the light with a satisfied smile.

“It's your turn. Do you want them like mine?” Harry asked, waving his hand to try and dry the fingernail polish faster. The classroom door slid open as Zion and Sue walked in.

“So are y’all a thing now?” Was Zion's first words, his gaze switching between the both of us. I shook my head with a smile and Harry was rapidly shaking his head.

“Don’t get me wrong, I care for him and love him but not like that.” I stated, looking over to Harry to answer his question.

“Can I have the hot pink on the middle fingers and dark blue on the rest?” I asked. He just smiled and nodded, getting to work. He frequently flicked the floppy bow out of his eyes and when Zion and Sue sat beside Ethan and us, I smiled knowing that it was kinda working.

When he was done, I looked at my nails and laughed. Now we were matching. I grabbed his hand and held it up to the window, holding mine up too. Sue nearly choked when she saw the colors on which fingers made me laugh uncontrollably, to the point I nearly fell off the desk. Thankfully, Harry caught me, his hand on my back before setting me upright. He was also laughing. I think it’s been a good day and our goal was successful. Kinda. Eugene, Lawrence, and Hailey were all still sitting at the back not talking.

Now it’s time for the meeting. I hope this goes well.

[atsullia]

⠀🌺⠀ׄ⠀. ─── 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀/𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐆𝐄

I use any pronouns ⋆ minor ⋆ asian

🎸My interests

⋆ Dating sim: Obey me!(I ragequitted), Arcana twilight, and dangerous fellows.

⋆ Other games: Ensemble stars!! ⋆ Genshin Impact(I stopped playing it) ⋆

⋆ Animes: Haikyuu, The Disastrous Life of Saiki K, Sk8 the infinity, Ensemble stars!!, and blue lock.

🥁favourite characters:

⋆ Dating sim: Satan(Obey me!), Pollux and Vega(AT), Harry and Eugene(DF).

⋆ Anime and game: Aira Shiratori, Kohaku Oukawa, and Mayoi Ayase(ES!!), Oikawa Tooru, and Yamaguchi Tadashi(Haikyuu), Shun Kaido(Saiki K.), Reki Kyan and Miya Chinen(SK8), Reo Mikage(BlLk)

💽additional info:

This blog used to be known as aikobi or susujahe. I used to upload haikyuu fanfics, mostly haikyuu x male reader.

I don't watch that many animes- I try to but got too lazy. Uhh, and I like reading GL(girl's love)- usually mangas like the guy she was interested in wasn't a guy at all.

My hobby is baking(which I am average at), and I guess writing too. Idk what else to put here uhhh..

[tartagilicious]

8 & 5 with dfel eugene for the prompts ? 💕💕

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+ there’s another request I have for #5 with eugene as well, so I took to combining them instead. hope you don’t mind :)

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“Wake up! Please, wake up…”

The others around him do nothing but watch the boy fruitlessly shake your shoulders, exchanging concerned looks as messy tears stream down his cheeks. The instinct to intervene is almost unbearable, but Eugene’s desperation holds them in place against their better judgment. 

Eugene pushes on your chest with determination, even if his best attempts are badly executed CPR procedures that were taught in schools before the apocalypse. And it’s frustrating for everyone watching — not only because Eugene isn’t very good at it, but also the fact that it’s already been so long since you’ve opened your eyes.

“You can’t die.”

The words are soft at first; personal and meant only for you. But as the seconds fly by, his emotions betray him and his voice spikes.

“I love you.” Eugene’s harsh swallow can be heard clearly in the tense silence, but he doesn’t pay it any mind, only continuing to try his hand at keeping you alive “So if you die, I’m going to find you in the afterlife and revive you myself, and then scold you like hell!”

Harry reacts to Eugene’s statement first, thankfully taking over on CPR before you can become completely unsaveable. Thankfully, he complies to his friend’s help with little argument, but still stays kneeled over you with an anxious look twisting his features. 

Because all he can do for you is hope. 

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send me a request for a short imagine~

[chickenlemons]

Taking requests for Dangerous Fellows!!

I do:

Oneshots

Vignettes/Short Poems

Drabbles (300 - 900 words)

Short Story (about 1k-3k words)

Novella (3k+ words)

Match Maker (Where I ship you with a character)

Sequels to previous fanfics I have written

Note: These word counts are more general goals than solid, some might go over and some a little under

What I don't do:

Scat fetish

NSFW involving minors

Minors requesting NSFW writing

OC x Characters

Polyamory

Please request! I'm so excited to start being active in the fandom! Might drabble into other otome games once I read em <3

[mxdnightlvers]

Could I get a oneshot for Lawrence where he has to take care of you because you hurt yourself by accident? And he gets really irritated because he was worried?

Sorry this took so long😂 I hope you enjoy it!

Hurt- Lawrence x Reader

Today, I lost yet another person.

He wasn't necessarily nice to me but it still hurts to lose someone you know.

He pushed me down the stairs and I injured my ankle, making it swollen.

I couldn't walk back to the school so Eugene gave me a ride on his back.

Scarlett fiercely blamed me for Jay's death but my mind was so clouded I barely paid attention to her. The classroom had an uneasy feeling surrounding it. The mixed doubts and suspicions rising inside of us. I cant take this anymore, I need a break.

I made my way out of the classroom, barely being able to walk. As I was about to enter my classroom Lawerence stopped me.

"Hey Y/N wait!" He called and I spun my head around.

"I need to take care of your leg first, I cant have you walking around with an injured ankle." Lawrence said with that charming smile I'm all too familiar with.

Lawerence suddenly picked me up, bridal style, startling me. He looked down at me and smiled and my cheeks blushed a rosy color. I looked away, quite embarrassed but we soon arrived at his classroom. He placed me down on his blanket while he brought a first aid kit and tended to my leg. He focused intently on me, making sure I was comfortable

"Alright! You just need to heal so dont try and wander around and please dont run." Lawrence stated, finishing up.

I smiled and slowly made my way back to my classroom. I laid down on the blanket, now too big for me without Judy. The setting sun gleamed through the windows illuminating the classroom. I curled myself into a ball, as I tried to sleep. I tried to sleep but my thoughts kept me awake. I decided to go for a walk to hopefully calm down. I slowly limped all the way to the stairs and after contemplating, I decided to go down. I walked along the empty hallway which was eerily quiet. The boarded up windows barely allowed the moonlight to pass through, surrounding the hallway in darkness. I took a peek inside each classroom as I walked down until...

Schlik

I froze and looked around.

Schlik

The noise continued. I hurriedly looked around until I saw a dormant zombie lurking at the end of the hallway. It wasn't looking my direction but I was still scared. How stupid of me to not bring a weapon with me. I started to make my way until...

"Ow!" I accidentally screamed out. I tried running but my ankle sent a piercing pain throughout my leg, making me crumble onto the floor. The zombie was now facing my way and steadily making my way towards me. I was not about to die now, not like this. I barely had the energy to stand and the zombie was nearing closer and closer. I tried to crawl away but my leg was preventing me from even moving. I closed my eyes as the zombie neared closer.

Thump!

A dull strike was heard from in front of me. I slowly open my eyes and saw Lawrence strike the dying zombie. I looked up at him but instead of being greeted by his warm smile, he was frowning.

"I told you to stay in your classroom and not wander around! Why can't you listen to such simple instructions!"

I flinched at his sudden harshness and looked away, trying to avoid eye contact. He held his hand out to me and I hesitantly grabbed it. He mumbled something under his breath as he guided me back to my classroom. His expression was cold and it barely showed any emotion. I didn't say anything as I was too timid to do anything. He left me in my classroom saying nothing. I slumped onto the floor left alone to my thoughts when Lawrence suddenly returned. He brought back the same first aid kit from earlier and stared to tend to my leg. His expression seemed to have lighten up a bit and I decided to finally say something.

"I- I thought you were mad...." I barely managed to say.

He looked up at me with that welcoming smile I longed for, "I'm not mad Y/N.... I'm just... worried."

"Worried?" I looked at him confused

"I dont like seeing you hurt like this and the fact that you go do reckless activities frustrates me. I... I'm just trying to keep you safe." Lawerence replied, mumbling something inaudible in the end.

I blushed and looked away until his fingers met my chin and faced me towards him.

"Promise me you wont do anything reckless again okay?" His brown eyes literally pleading at me to listen to him.

"I promise." I said taking his hand in mines.

[dfel-s]

DISNEY MOVIES

‣ characters: harry, zion, lawrence, eugene, ethan

‣ genre: fluff headcanons

‣ warnings: swearing, whole lotta fluff

‣ notes: me writing? unheard of. i wanted to try something different, and if it gets good response, i might post more ;) (also zion’s is low key crack but whoops)

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harry‣

the jungle book his religion

as a child his mom would calm him and herself down after particularly bad... sessions with harry’s father by watching it, so it has a special place in his heart

will dance all cute and stuff with you to bare necessities. he’ll rock you around the room while holding you impossibly close

expect so many cuddles

he’ll probably fall asleep just before the movie ends, so appreciate the angel on your shoulder right now

zion‣

he’s... okay with aladdin

but like hell won’t he be vocal about all the things that don’t make sense

“how is this a disney movie??? everything is so sexual, tf-” “shhhh”

i mean, it’s hilarious watching your boyfriend scream at the television screen, but it kinda ruins the movie

you have to wrap your arms around his middle, and whisper, “please shut the fuck up and let me watch this movie in peace”

“wheRE ARE ALADDIN’S NIPPLES??!?!”

lawrence‣

thinks it’s super cute how excited you are when you find out that he has dvds of all the classics

the two of you were just making cookies on a saturday afternoon, and it just randomly pops up

so, the two of you have a movie marathon eating the sweets

snow white, pinocchio, bambi, we have them all

for most of the movies, he just watches your face, but it’s fine

eugene‣

he’s only watching it for you. yeah. that’s the only reason. definitely.

*insert clip of eugene singing is heart out to be our guest*

will slow dance to tale as old as time. he won’t act like he’s into it, but he’s into it

like, he’s so whipped for you, and then you remake the best part of his favorite movie??? woah.

will yell at gaston through the screen

“you’re the belle to my beast, y/n” “what?” “nOTHING, LOSER”

ethan‣

“y/n, have you seen my nemo plush?”

honestly, you are so surprised

ethan, tall at stoic ethan, your boyfriend, is a finding nemo fan, and you never new about it?? gasp.

you totally get popcorn and blankets ready, and make him watch it with you. not that he’s complaining

will mumble his favorite lines

if you wanted to know, the plush was in the corner of your closet. how? who knows

[httpsvampyregf]

Hey, Dfel fandom!!

Question: What songs remind you guys of Lawrence and Harry????

[sunsinrinn]

Idk if u watched this movie, but "the road to Eldorado" Is literally the best movie ever and I love it so much... So maybe the bakusquad watching it with their s/O 2ho love the slapstick comedy and the fourth wall breaks in the movie. Just like them watching it plzzzz

I love that movie too!😂 I was rewatching it while I wrote this and I started watching it in Spanish but then realized that after like five minutes so I changed it 🤣 also sorry i didnt do it sooner I got distracted! Edit- i GOT DISTRACTED AGAIN- bye I’m dead

The Road to el Dorado

Bakusquad x reader

At first Bakugo was reluctant to watch the movie with you.

He gave in when you mentioned it was about being gods and kings

Totally not because you promised him cuddles during the movie

The scene in the row boat, the horse reminded you of Baguko while Miguel and Tulio reminded you of Sero and Denki thinking they are goners.

Honestly he doesn’t want to admit it but he’s enjoying the movie

He also wont admit that he enjoys you by his side

Honestly most scenes with the horse remind you of Bakugo

You mention it to him absentmindedly

He looks at you like T h e d i s r e s p e c t

He gets pouty about it until you pepper him with kisses

He’s a sucker for your kisses

You also mention you’d like to try to wear Chel’s outfit

Causing him to look at you and blushes as he imagines you in her clothes

He wont admit that he too wants to see you in the clothes

N e ways he moves past that and enjoys the rest of the movie with you💕

At the end he looks at you and reluctantly admits he really enjoyed the movie

You look at him with heart shaped eyes because w o w you’d never thought you’d get him to like it

Before he leaves to his room he says “ by the way you’d look amazing in Chel’s outfit” He smirks and leaves you flustered

Kaminari actually barged into your room one night and just put it on

You look at him as he settles down, realizing he’s higher than a kite

You lay beside him and during the movie you tell him that he and Miguel are quite similar.

He looks at Miguel and says

“Damn you’re right, we are handsome”

You laugh so hard you let out a snort

After hearing the snort he laughs even louder

Needless to say you may not be high like him but you’re acting it

Both you and Denki simp for Chel respectfully

As he watches the movie his mind begins to wander and imagines you in Chel’s outfit

He gets flustered

During the funny part of the movie you laugh louder than necessary

Denki was so loud he got a string of texts from Bakugo asking him to kindly shut the fuck up

Denki ignores them and continues watching the movie and when the movie is done he is ✨knocked out✨

You kiss him good night and fall asleep beside him

You were shocked that Kirishima had never watched the movie

That’s when you made a mandatory movie night date with him

You dragged him from the common room in front of everyone

Which took a while considering he’s huge-

N e ways

He sits down and waits as you set up

He looks at you and how passionate you are about the movie

Its funny you loving this movie he begins to think you love that movie more than him

Jk he knows being jealous of a movie isn’t manly

As the movie begins he watches with interest

He immediately sees similarities between that horse and bakugo

He also notices how the characters are similar to the movie tangled. Miguel= Rapunzel, Tulio=Eugene, altivo=Maximus.

He tells you about it and you agree

He asks how DF Chel hasn’t flashed anyone with her clothing like that and says she should get more secure clothes

Both of you are laughing at the ending so much your ribs hurt

But fr, the scene where they begin to explore the island reminds both of y’all of the scene with rapunzel exploring the world for the first time-

The road to el dorado was a movie you both love to watch together

But when you find sero watching it without you you pout and ignore him for the rest of the day

He attempts many times to get you to talk

You’re still to butt hurt about his betrayal so you tweeted “top ten anime betrayals”

And when sero sees the tweet he just s i g h s

As you walk to the dorms after class you notice sero isn’t around so you continue walking intending on continuing to ignore him

When you get to your room you notice the door is cracked open a bit and a dim light peeks out

You silently freak out but go inside

You’re heart melts at the sight

Sero literally ran to the dorms to set up a blanket fort with the movie queued and he laced out pieces of your favorite chocolate to spell out “sorry for betraying you”

You burst out laughing and forgive him

You cuddle with him as you start the movie, laughing your asses off when the scene where Miguel shades Tulio for sleeping with his con 🙈😂

-Mina also hasn’t watch the road to el dorado ever

You’re surprise so you call her to your room where you previously set up a small nest of pillows and blankets, along with snacks

As you watch the movie you can continuously glance over to see if she is enjoying the movie

She is

She begins to simp over Chel

You’re not jealous

Okay you’re a bit jealous but you dont worry bc you know she only really has love for you

As the movie continues casually mention you think Miguel is hot

To which she also doesn’t get jealous

Totally does

The ending had you in tears when they fell off of the horse

After the movie finishes, Mina tells you she loved the movie

You can now die a happy person knowing she loved it

She gives you a small kiss on your cheek and heads to her room to sleep

MASTERLIST

A/N- I finally finished it, I kept getting distracted but I hope you enjoy it and it met you’re expectations 💕

[lostiolite]

hii sorry for the bother but can i request general yandere hc of yandere!Eugene from df? thanks!

HI!! SO SORRY I DIDNT GET TO THIS SOONER!!!! This is my alt account, in which I don’t log into as often because people don’t interact as much as they do on my other. That being said- here are the headcannons!

- by no means was it a matter of love at first sight, it was only when he got to know you while out of patrol did he become infatuated with you.

- you two were no longer people in the same survival group, who slept under the same roof yet never understood eachother. you got to know him, he got to know you. You knew his love for music, how

- it was the mental turmoil of the situation that led to his yandere tendencies. He didn't get along with most of the people, he hated how stuck up scarlet was, and how much of a push over jay & hailey were. He had come to understand Lawrence point of view.

- you were basically the only good thing he had. Thats why he started becoming passive to lawrences actions. While he used to point out the bs of it, he now watches. He was going to play the waiting game of letting lawrence pick off the others. When lawrence left jay for dead he feigned ignorance.

- he started lingering around you, occasionally aaking questions to get to know you. He wanted to know about you and who you were. Unlike lawrence who seemed to have held on to some fantasy obsession with you. Like the dude probably doesn't even know your favorite color yet hes fucking ballistic over you? I mean for you- yeah he understands but like... Thats not very smart of him.

- he just left everyone else, right before fur elise started playing he grabbed you and took you into one of the classrooms to escape safely. He took you too the shelter and promised he would protect you. He would compose songs just for you. His favorite thing to do would probably be raiding abandoned music shops to get you stuff from your favorite artist, he hopes that when the world goes back to normal, he can be your favorite <3.

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This is LITERAL ass cheeeks i might make a short comic / drawing about yandere Eugene aswell...

[tartagilicious]

Maybe a roommate au with fluff and the sentence starter "I wish I could relates but only a dumbass like you could do this" with Eugene?? Hopefully that doesn't sound confusing I'm having trouble wording it right--

hhhHHH

“Eugene..”

You trailed off with obvious distaste as your best friend recalled the events he’d been through. He looked sheepish enough, avoiding your gaze as you just stared, yet you still couldn’t help but laugh.

“I wish I could relate but only a dumbass like you could do this,”

He groaned as he slumped onto the table, his words muffled by his sweatshirt as he said, “You don’t have to tell me that, ___. I just want to know how to fix it.”

Your eyes went down to the coffee sitting in front of you, and you sighed. Eugene had been your roommate since the first year of college, and it was safe to say that you knew him better than anyone by now. That’s why you immediately knew that he needed your help when he offered to take you to your favourite cafe. 

It wasn’t like he didn’t pay for things, but he wasn’t someone who was keen on splurging like you were. 

“It’s up to her.” You said, taking a sip of your coffee as he raised his head to look at you. 

You rose a brow at his surprised reaction. “What? You can’t go over to a girl’s house and throw up on her! No matter how much soju you had, you idiot.”

His head dropped again, and you sighed, twirling your straw with your tongue as you said, “What did you think I was going to tell you? I’m not magic, you know.”

“You might as well be.” He mumbled, resting his chin on his arms to look straight at you with a pout. “You’re too good at this relationship stuff, while I just threw up on someone.”

You forced a smile and took another sip of your drink, putting it down again as you avoided his eyes. 

It was true, you were definitely better when it came to relationships between the two of you. But, that was only because you’d spent so much time thinking about one specific person that you would be disappointed if you weren’t an expert on them after the fact. 

Yet, no matter how many hints you gave to your oblivious and relationship-troubled best friend, he never got it. It hurt so much to go through his mishaps with other girls when the one girl that loved him more than anyone had been sitting in front of him for years, laughing with him and giving him someone to lean with through every stage life threw at you. 

Eugene just didn’t seem to get it; he never had.

“Well, what do I do? ___, I want to try again.”

“So, you like her, hm?” You teased him lightly, your lips curving up into a sly smile. “Has someone got a crush?”

Eugene sat back with a blush dusting his cheeks that was a clear as day yes. You kept your smile expertly as you rested your chin on your plan and leaned forward. 

“If you liked her you should’ve recognised your limit, Eugene.” You said slowly, not being able to help a laugh as his expression melted into an embarrassed smile.

“___! You’re supposed to be helping me, not making fun of me, you hoe.”

Your laughs both just grew louder as you sat there teasing each other back and forth, before you finally calmed down minutes later and gave him the serious advice he was looking for. 

“Seriously though, Eugene. Just text her and apologise. If she’s right for you, things will go from there. Still, don’t count on anything, okay?”

You watched his eyes light up with a smile, as if your warning simply didn’t exist. “Are you sure? Is that it?”

You shrugged and nodded. “Yeah, for now.”

“Man,” He leaned forward on his elbows. “Girls are just so hard to figure out.”

You snorted at the ironic words. 

“Yeah, girls are some confusing creatures, alright.”

His face shifted again as he whined, “Don’t say it like that!”

The rest of your night at the cafe was filled with more light-hearted things on your part, and despite the official reason for meaning, you both went back to your shared apartment feeling good. 

But, then he pulled you into the living room about an hour later to help him construct a text to the girl he’d been so caught up on. 

The mood was ruined easily, like the drop of a pin . 

So, there you sat, your face free of makeup and lightly coated with an acne mask peering over his shoulder as he typed. You were tired and began to rest your chin on his shoulder eventually, sighing at the time it took for the boy to do something so simple. 

“If it takes this long to say sorry to a girl about something like this,” You said, picking up your head and sitting back. “Do you think she’s really right for you?”

He was silent for a few moments before turning his head back to look at you. 

“I did it for you.”

You went silent. 

Eugene was right, he had done something very similar to you when you’d first met at a frat party. 

You’d gotten separated with the friends you’d come with and had quite literally stumbled across him. He’d spilled his drink on you in the clumsiest and cutest way, and you couldn’t help but find yourself curious about him even back then. 

“I hope you didn’t freak out this much about apologising to me.” You joked softly, trying to lighten the atmosphere. “I definitely wasn’t worth it.”

He raised a brow as he gestured to the apartment around you and to you yourself. “You’re my best friend, ___. You were totally worth it, whether you like it or not.”

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, but the mood was ruined again in no time flat as he said, “Which is why I have to seize this chance to remake history!” 

He grinned as he briefly flashed the phone screen to you before pressing send. But as he switched the phone off and turned back to you, your couldn’t help the confused curve of your brows. 

“You’re not even going to make me proofread it?”

“Nope,” Eugene said this confidently, sitting back next to you and slinging an arm around your shoulder. “I’m sure it’ll work.”

You smiled as you leaned into him. “Whatever you say. Wanna watch Netflix now that your pity party is over?”

He huffed. “First of all, fuck you. Second of all, yes.”

Everything you did with him was always easy; after all, there was no reason for it to be anything else. Even just the way you didn’t mind your legs tangling when you sat on the couch, the way you’d casually share drinks, or how you could tell each other anything — you lived your lives together without hardships, but the things that really jeopardised it put the most weight on you alone. 

You were in love with him, but had never said a thing. You thought that you would’ve learned your lesson by then, knowing that everything you never had the guts to do had always come back to bite you in the end. But you were foolish in thinking that this time would be any different. 

“___!’

Eugene came sliding into the kitchen on his socks one morning, capturing your attention with a dumb grin as you stood in front of the stove. Your eyes flitted to the phone in his hand and back up to him as you returned, 

“..Eugene?”

“Guess what?!”

He seemed awfully happy for the early time, not catching onto the fact that you were barely even awake yet as he continued to wave his phone around. Then, deciding that he wouldn’t even wait for your reply, he walked up to you and thrust the screen in your face. 

‘don’t worry about it, really! honestly, something like that also happened to me a while back, so I understand. could we maybe meet again sometime to talk more about it?’

Your heart sank to your stomach like a stone in a pitiful koi pond as you read the texts. The woman he’d gone out with had forgiven him alright, and it seemed like your cycle of heartbreak was about to restart yet again.

But, as always, a habitual smile raised to your lips as you forced yourself to push out, “That’s great, Eugene! I told you she would come around, didn’t I?”

He grinned giddily, bringing a hint of a genuine smile to your face as he threw his arms around you in a bear-sized hug of thanks. You buried your face in his shoulder as you held him back, listening to him silently as he began murmuring about his plans with the other woman to you. 

It took all of your resolve not to break down into tears right then and there, but you stood firmly for the sake of him. You stood firmly because that was all you could do. 

Days went by after that, and you saw significantly less of your roommate with each. Knowing he was off with the woman when he wasn’t in class, you tried your best not to think about it. One night, Eugene came home only slightly later than usual, though, a change to the previous days where he’d arrive home hours late.

“___?”

His voice sounded tired as he walked inside, the sounds of him kicking off his shoes filling the small entryway. You looked up from where you sat on the couch, previously immersed in playing a game on your phone before you noticed his sullen expression. 

“Eugene?” Your brows knit delicately. “Are you okay?”

Wordlessly, he just came and sat next to you on the couch, leaning to the side into the cushion as he pulled down his cap to cover his face. You wanted to say something to him, but all you could do was stare. You hadn’t the slightest idea of what could possibly be bothering him, and even if he was your best friend, you had no idea where to start. 

“…Eugene?”

You reached out hesitantly, taking the bill of his hat and lifting it up to get a view of what he was trying to hide. Fat tears ran down his cheeks, and though soundless, his eyes held enough pain for you to feel it too. 

Wiping them away with the pad of your thumb, you whispered, “What happened?”

“I should’ve listened to you.’ he mumbled, bringing his sleeve up to cover his nose as he looked away. “I shouldn’t have counted on anything.”

“God, what did she do?”

“..She only wanted to use me to get her ex back. ___-, that’s why she was so forgiving, she, she just needed me for that. I’m so stupid-”

“No,” You cut him off. “You’re not stupid, she’s just a bitch! I don’t know how she couldn’t see anything in you, Eugene. You’d be, like, the perfect boyfriend. He sighed, his cheeks flushing. 

“You’re just saying that because you’re my best friend.”

You shook your head, whispering, “I’m not, Eugene.”

A few beats of silence passed before he turned his head away, forcing you to let go of his cap as he took it off and put it to the side. 

“Don’t say that,” he mumbled. “You’re just going to go and get my hopes up so I can go and mess everything up all over again.”

“It’s not a lie, Eugene. Take it from someone who knows you, and also lives with you. You’d be a great boyfriend, and it means nothing that one girl-”

“More than one girl, ___. Over and over again, something like this happens.” He interrupted, his eyes flickering back over to yours as he joked deprecatingly. “You’re the only one I’ve managed to charm enough to stay by my side.”

You took his chin in your hands without thinking and pulled him back to face you before staring him right in the eyes. Making sure he was paying attention, you tried your best to convey what you needed him to know. 

“You haven’t charmed me at all, Eugene. I’m here because, well—”

You paused before you let the crucial details slip, but that answer obviously wasn’t enough for Eugene. His hands shot up to hold yours in place on top of his before you thought about moving away, turning the tables and forcing you to look right at him instead.

“Because why, ___?”

You bit your lip, nerves swelling in your throat as you laughed pitifully. 

“Because, Eugene.” You whispered. “I love you.”

His hands loosened on top of yours, and for a moment, you thought he was going to let go. But, instead, he threw his arms around you in a hug, effectively pushing you down onto the sofa behind you as your hands dropped from his face. 

“Eug-!”

The words left your mouth in a hurry, but before you knew it, his lips were on yours. A effective silencer, you thought. 

Your eyes were wide with surprise, but after feeling the odd sincerity in his actions, you weaved your arms around him and kissed him back. It was an action filled with heat; an entire person’s worth of undone fire that was begging to be unravelled. And in your capable hands, the coil was released with ease. 

Fingers began to tangle in each other’s hair as the kiss only grew to be more demanding, small gasps slipping out from you before you thought to silence them. Eugene didn’t seem to mind them, though, even seeming to welcome them as his tongue slipping past your lips only warranted more.

Breathing hard, you gripped a fistful of his hair as your tongues swirled together in a desperate tell that something still wasn’t right. 

It physically pained you to move away, but knowing it was at least better than the defining silence of your naivety, you stopped him. You wanted an explanation before anything else, because as far as you were concerned, he had just kissed you as an in the moment decision. 

“Eugene,” You whispered, your breaths still laboured. “Why..?”

He leaned his forehead against yours as he rasped, “You’re such an idiot, ___. Are you asking me why?”

You nodded hesitantly, not daring to break your eye contact.

“I love you, and I’ve been waiting so long for you and your slow brain to realise that I—”

You cut him off from the last discernible sentence he would say that night, smiling as you finally kissed him wholly. 

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hiya! for the prompts, could i have Eugene and Fem Mc with "hey, how long have you been standing there?"

hiya! thanks for requesting, I’d be more than happy to do that :) I took a few days to write this, and I’m glad I did, because I’m actually pretty proud of how this came out.

(before I start, I’m gonna clear myself up. I fully think that if the mc had gotten along badly with one of the guys, Lawrence would’ve tried his best to have them get along. even if it conflicts with his possessive personality, I think he’d probably do it to build up false hope and trust in him more than anything)

also, I didn’t mean for this to happen, but she flirts with Zion for a bit. yeah, I have no self control, I know. 🤠

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not on my watch // eugene

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Eugene and you, for whatever reason, were a pretty common pair for night patrol. Lawrence always made it clear that the partners he suggested weren’t for any reason, but you were having a hard time believing that, especially after your rocky start with Eugene.

“you should just be a little friendlier,” Lawrence had just shrugged when you asked. “you’re stuck here with him for god knows who long, so it’s better to make friends anyway, right?”

You had just saved yourself the trouble and agreed.

But you weren’t sure you even wanted to befriend the boy in the first place. After all, he was the one who had said he didn’t care if you left the school, and always seemed to have a sarcastic comment directed at you.

So, as imagined, night patrols weren’t very fun at first. Eugene obviously wasn’t very comfortable with you, and that put you on an edge that only seemed to make him more uncomfortable. Like an absolute match made in heaven.

Then, the nights you weren’t paired up with Eugene or didn’t have to do a patrol were heaven. Without them, you barely saw Eugene all day, and based on past experiences, you thought that was for the better anyway.

Then, the nights got a little better. You both still argued like it was your favourite pastime, but it felt better somehow. Eugene was a little more concerned with keeping you safe but always brushed off your attempts to do the same. He was still a mystery to you, either way.

That was where you stood in the present day, in some weird limbo between friends and enemies, a relationship that was fluctuating and unpredictable. And you knew that was probably where it was going to stay, but you didn’t find yourself minding.

You woke up one morning to a soft rapping on your classroom’s door. Expecting it to be Zion there to banter with you, or Ethan to tell you that a meeting was about to start, you were surprised to open the door and come face to face with Eugene.

Maybe not pleasantly, but you were still surprised.

“Eugene?” You blinked, your vision still hazy from having just woken up. “What are you doing?”

“Great, you’re awake. I thought you would be sleeping.” He said this in a way that showed he obviously knew you were asleep, but, being too tired to care, you just dismissed it.

“Yeah, okay Eugene. What do you want?” You yawned.

“I want you to come with me to ask Lawrence if he’ll stop putting us together for patrols.”

This had gotten your attention.

“What?” You blinked, the blatant sentence causing your mind to finally wake up. You didn’t really have anything wrong with the proposal, but it hurt a little to hear it said out loud. “You couldn’t wait to do this? He’s probably not even up yet. Hell, I’m barely even up and I’m standing here talking to you.”

“Lawrence is always up early. Come on, ___. Now’s a perfect time,”

“Honestly, Eugene,” You grumbled, your tiredness getting the better of you. “What’s the big deal about us being paired up for night watch anyway? It’s just a job, you’re not supposed to like it,”

It seemed like words were stuck in his mouth.

“But, I thought-”

“Talk to me later, I’m going back to sleep,” You interrupted, stepping back and closing the door in his face before he could say anything else.

You weren’t going to lie, going on patrol with Eugene wasn’t exactly the most enjoyable thing, but you wouldn’t go as far to ask Lawrence not to put you two together. It sort of hurt your pride a bit to know Eugene didn’t want to be around you that badly.

Still, you tried not to think about it as you fell back asleep, lulled by the quiet footsteps of Eugene walking away from your classroom.

It came as no surprise to you when Eugene didn’t say a word to you when you met him by chance in 1-C around noon. Even if you were the only ones there, even if it was awkward enough to make you want to walk out, neither of you exchanged a word.

Until that is, Lawrence came in.

He came in with a stack of papers in his hands, humming and looking between us with a meticulous eye. It was sort of nerve-racking, knowing that he was probably planning something in his head as he smiled gently over his papers.

Eugene got my attention with a small eyebrow raise from the other side of the room, and I just gave him a little shrug in response. I guess he didn’t know what was going on either.

“So, what’s going on?”

Both of your heads snapped to Lawrence as he spoke, not even looking up from what he was doing. It sort of scared you how passive he was being in that moment.

“Um, we’re just waiting for everyone else to get here,” Eugene tried.

“You know what I mean.”

You couldn’t help but snicker at Eugene’s bewildered expression, not holding back even when he sent you a half-hearted glare.

Eugene crossed his arms stubbornly and looked away. “I don’t.”

Lawrence narrowed his eyes, and at that point, you knew that if something didn’t change, he would probably drag you and Eugene to hell and back about it.

So, before Lawrence could say anything more, you took hurried strides to the other side of the room and impulsively threw your arm around Eugene’s shoulder. Lawrence seemed surprised, and Eugene completely stiffened, so you took upon yourself to save your skins before Eugene could screw up your chances.

“You were right, Lawrence,” You gave him what you hoped was a pleasant smile. “Being friendlier is better in the end, Eugene and I have more in common than I thought.”

Eugene caught on after a second, plastering the same saccharine smile on his face.

“Yep, she’s right, we.. have stuff in common.”

You resisted cringing, but it seemed like your act had been at least good enough for Lawrence to shrug it off.

“That’s good. Then, hopefully, you won’t mind me assigning you for night patrol again?”

“I-”

You nudged Eugene before he could get any further. “Of course not! We’ll do it tonight for sure.”

Lawrence just gave both of you a small smile, nodding with an indescribable look in his eyes. Then, some other people began to wander in, starting a new conversation with Lawrence and sitting around the room. Eugene ducked under your arm and turned to you, his eyes bemused.

“What was that?” He whispered. “Do you know how hard it is to get a lie past him? He’s like a freaking police dog, ___”

“Police dogs mess up sometimes.” You shrug, taking pride in the way Eugene’s lips parted in surprise.

“But you,” You paused and smiled as you pointed at his chest. “You’re a horrible actor. You would’ve given us away in an instant if you’d even opened your mouth a second more.”

“You’re the one that did that without warning me first!”

“I shouldn’t have to warn you!” you laughed. “besides, you’re lucky we didn’t go to Lawrence this morning, otherwise this never would’ve worked and we might’ve just had to deal with the police dog you mentioned.”

His face twisted slightly as he fixed the hair under his cap. “Yeah, I hope we stay lucky. You can’t hide anything from the guy for long.”

“Then, Eugene, let’s be careful and make it a first,”

He grinned. “Sure, let’s make it a first.”

Then, things went from there. It was somewhat convincing but wavering kindness In front of the others, but the usual reoccurring arguments behind everyone’s back. It was tedious, but after some time of getting used to it, you both began to the parts like a game, The only kicker was that the lines eventually began to blur. You bickered with him casually anywhere at that point, not worried about the consequences of your banters, and you also joked around with him whenever you wanted to, freely.

It seemed like your deal had been broken in an unexpected way, but you both were fine with it, now that Lawrence was no longer breathing down your necks. And you may have never admitted it, but you were really glad that you had gotten on better terms with Eugene, too. You didn’t know much about Lawrence, but making an enemy out of Eugene definitely didn’t seem like it would have been the right move.  

But, you kept that to yourself, or, you did as best as you could.

About a month later, you’d been cornered by Zion one night in the hallway after dinner. It wasn’t odd to have little talks with him like that sometimes, but something about that time was different. He was grinning, and his expression sort of bugged you; a secretive look that could only mean that he knew something you didn’t.

You wanted to chew him out right then and there, but you knew that everyone else had already gone back to their classrooms, so you couldn’t make a fuss.

“What is it?” You asked, barely trying to hide the displeasure in your voice that only made Zion smile wider.

“What do you think it is?”

You rose an eyebrow, bewildered. “I have no idea? That’s why I asked?”

“Don’t play dumb with me, kid. What’s the deal with you and Eugene?”

You hesitated, “…Stop spilling nonsense, Zion. There’s no deal with me and Eugene.”

“Alright,” He paused, nodding in what could only be fake solemnity. “Then explain your graceful transition to me, huh?”

“You’re gonna have to make it clearer than that, champ.”

He clearly didn’t appreciate the nicknames being thrown back at him for once, his eyes narrowing slightly. “One moment you’re about to bite each other’s necks off and the next you’re all buddy-buddy?”

You just shrugged. “I guess it’s just character development.”

“Things like character development doesn’t exist in a wasteland like this.”

You just flashed him a tight smile, beginning to walk past him in the direction of your classroom in hopes of finally avoiding the conversation. “Then I guess we’re living proof of the opposite claim.”

“Hey, not so fast,” Zion grabbed your wrist before you could get completely past him, tugging you back in front of him. The action wasn’t rough in the least, but the action had caught you off guard nonetheless, and you were left almost sputtering for words

“Just tell me the truth, at least.” He said, the playful look in his eyes fading a little as he let go of your wrist. “Being left in the dark isn’t ever a good start to a story.”

“Zion, who said this was a story? I don’t know what kind of juicy secret you’re looking for, but you won’t find it. Eugene and I are friends now because that’s just how it worked out, okay? Eugene’s just really different than I thought he was.“

“He’s not as much of a prick, though he still annoys me to bits and pieces sometimes. He’s a little nicer than I thought too, and it’s sorta cute how embarrassed he gets from the smallest kind acts. He’s pretty funny, too. Which is always nice, I guess- hey, why do you look so far off?”

Zion blinked before he let out a sarcastic comment. “I’m memorising your words so I can write them in my diary that I keep for dirt on everyone.”

“Oh,” You crossed your arms and let out a small laugh as you played along with the joke. “Is that so? I hope there’s not much in there on me.”

“Oh no,” he shook his head and grinned. “There’s tons because you’re the one who’s always getting into trouble, after all.”

You both laughed, but all of the sudden, the look in Zion’s eyes changed again. It went from the serious look he took in meetings to the look he got when Lawrence caught him doing something stupid.

why does he look so surprised?

“Hey, thanks for telling me, ___.” The words were a rush as he put a hand on your shoulder, not stopping even as you looked at the hand and back at him. “But I’m pretty tired, so I’m gonna head off now. G’night!”

Your brows furrowed as you tried to reach out to him and catch him before he sped off. “Hey, Zion, wait-!”

“___?”

Your hand froze in mid-air as the voice of the previous boy in question rang out behind you. It was silent for a few moments as you pondered your options, and finally, when you realised that there was no way of getting out of that one, you chose your stupidest one; the honest one.

You turned around with what you hoped was a casual smile. “How long have you been standing there?”

Eugene’s eyebrows were raised and you resisted shutting your eyes tight and wishing yourself away. It was obvious that he’d heard enough.

“___, I-”

“Hey, it’d probably be better for you to not say anything.”

Even if you weren’t looking right at him, you could hear the smile in his voice. “And do what, save you the catastrophic embarrassment?”

“Yes, that sounds great, let’s do that. I’m so glad we agree.”

“Yeah, well I’m not gonna do that, ___.”

Your eyes snapped up to meet him as he took leisurely steps towards you. “You know what, I think I was wrong, you are a prick.”

He raised a brow, teasing, “Oh? Does that mean you also don’t think I’m funny? Or cute when I’m embarrassed?”

“I’m gonna kill you.”

He nodded and made a mocking expression. “Glad we feel the same way about each other.”

“Eugene, I swear to-”

He swiftly cut you off by taking another step closer, almost sweeping you off your feet in the process. His arm was around your waist, and he looked quite proud of himself.

“You swear to what?” He asked this nonchalantly as you grinned devilishly.

“I swear to all the gods I know that you’re not getting out of this that easy!” You say pushing him away as lightly as possible by his forehead and using the time he was disoriented to grab his hand and pull him along.

“Not on my watch.”

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the dangerous fellows boys and an mc that takes care of their younger sibling during the apocalypse

long title but fun concept ! it’s been a while since I’ve played, but I hope everything is correct  — that said, this also contains spoilers 💃 requested by @sydisticsyd​ 

* just a reminder, I don’t normally take df requests! I’ve moved on from the game, and this was a special case where I wanted to do something nice. ty <3

Ethan: 

- There’s a long-running headcanon that he has younger siblings — most notably a sister if I’m remembering right, so in this case, so will you! 

- when he saves you from a zombie in that convenience store the first time he meets you, the last thing he expects is for you to push a smaller child into his arms as you run.

- he immediately recognises her as your sister by the similar features you share, but her assumed age throws him off. looking around 5, she behaves extremely well under pressure, though that he can at least wrap his head around more than the fact that you’ve been holding out all of this time. 

- his own instinct as an older brother makes him more defensive towards Scarlett and her absolute need to send you away. Scarlett doesn’t care much about Ethan’s opposition, obviously, but he does all he can.

- your shared affinity for family made it easy for you to bond from then on. you became a duo that worked well and stuck together, all while of course looking after your sister, who had begun to trust Ethan as if he really was her brother. 

Harry: 

- As an only child with problems at home, seeing such an obviously strong bond between you and your sibling warms his heart. even seeing you interact makes him incredibly happy

- He fights Scarlett 10x harder knowing that there are two lives on the line, and Scarlett, while mean, is not heartless — his point of views appeal to her. But, it’s arguably solely him that gets her on your side

- You grow close naturally after he stands up for you for fervently, and you really appreciate how gentle he is with your sister. in the middle of an apocalypse, you naturally have to be wary of any other survivors around her. 

- He willingly gives up parts of his own rations to make sure she’s full every meal, and keeps her entertained to the best of his ability. In a way, it’s his way of having the company he never got? plus, he totally loves kids and you can’t tell me otherwise lol

Eugene: 

- Probably hates kids tbh, but!! he’s not heartless. they rescued you both from being killed by zombies, and they’ll keep you safe. That’s basically a given, especially when there’s a kid at your side.

- The last thing Eugene wants is to see the poor girl more traumatised than she probably already is, after all.

- he’s not amazing with kids so he won’t exactly go out of his way to be nice, or spend time with them, but being close to you means it’s a sacrifice he has to make I guess?? I think he’d do it. I can imagine that your sister notices his reluctance though lolol

- regardless, they’d become quite close as time goes on ! in an environment like that, it would really help to limit rocky relationships. plus, you can’t tell me that the boy wouldn’t get a little bit attached to you both after a while-

- Eugene’s like a doting older brother when it comes to her, all while retaining his signature tsundere vibe with everyone but you. they have a handshake and she likes to ride on his shoulders !!

Zion: 

- before you come along, he basically hates everything and trusts no one 😭 but even the big brood cares about how a kid sees him. he’s a bit sympathetic to your younger brother (in this case) because while he himself may have not had a great childhood, he can barely imagine living through an apocalypse at such a formative age.

- the issue of you being cast aside once you’re rescued is pretty much non-existent, what with Zion’s views and Scarlett’s suck-up ways. No one can really argue once she’s put in her place by the only person she listens to, after all.

- he’d honestly try his hardest from the get-go to be there for your brother, of course with your support and all of that. I can imagine he’d be a little shy to ask this to you, someone who’s essentially a stranger, but you’d both come to appreciate it.

- Zion is actually surprisingly good with kids. he’d find ways to keep your brother entertained that are still apocalypse friendly, to the point where your brother would be almost glued to his side — though, it’s situational if that would bother you, really. 

- if your brother wanted to room with Zion, he would totally give up his blanket for the kid 😭💕 maybe even let him read some of the comics he stole from the library?

Lawrence:

- shit, can he kill with a child around? 🤔 much to think about. and would he have to eventually kill your brother too?? maybe he’s in over his head.

- no but I really do think that if you as a player had a younger sibling by your side over being alone,,, it would lessen the chances of Lawrence deciding to go absolutely insane. he has to respect the child, and also your inborn wish for your brother to stay alive lol

- Lawrence is kind of shaken by the development, but he would definitely try his best to get close to him while he can, though. of course, all while being kind and supportive and being loose on particular rules with him so he gets a good impression in

- but kids are perceptive when they want to be, so don’t tell me that your brother wouldn’t get bad vibes from Lawrence even after all that stuff 😐 he would know right after Judy disappears that Lawrence is up to some sneaky shit

- an extra candy bar and fake sweetness won’t pass him lol

- would Lawrence think about killing your brother if he were in fact that smart? no. it would be a liability, but the entire point if his killing spree in the first place is to keep you with him. there’s no way you’d ever want anything to do with him if he killed one of the only people you have left. and even if he did manage to pull that off, it’d arguably make you more miserable than when he kills all your friends

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Zion: did you know this hotel is haunted?

Harry: it is?

Eugene: yeah by tall ghost bitches

MC:LOOK! THERE’S ONE NOW

Ethan: *hits his head on the doorframe* ow

Harry: *SCREAMS*

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MC: *sneezes*

Lawrence, hiding inside a wall: bless you

MC: GOD?

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@kittyplaysandcries​ it may not be a full fic but inspiration hit and I had to write something about your post either way ^^

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You hate it. 

You hate reliving the same cruel fate again and again, and even to your best efforts, make it out alive with only one person every single time. Like a bad dream, it gives you no choice over who you save; but yet still, no matter who’s hand you take on the long road to the safe zone, your guilt remains the same. 

Repeatedly, you witness their deaths. Each are different yet alike in their sudden state of stagnicity, all-too sudden for your picky preference of people close to you staying alive. Whether they’re eaten, drowned in a mob, or plainly disappear; you know that it’s final no matter who’s saved in the end. 

At least, for that run it is. 

In the nights you toss and turn with unrest, you use the sick yet familiar comparison of your unique situation and a standard video game. It seems to make sense, restarting a level if you fail to do it correctly, except, this is no video game. The scent of blood is too riveting, the fear too realistic, and the fact that you only have one standard life instead of the magical three too disappointing — it all says clear as day that the nightmare you’re stuck in is very much real, and there’s no doubt about it. 

The last person you have the chance to save, regretfully, is Eugene. The moody blonde you’d managed to hold a strong friendship with in every single trial of your survival, the moody blonde that you’ve seen die multiple times in multiple ways — you feel immense joy when you arrive at the safe zone with him in one piece. 

But, then again like clockwork, you wake up in the school again. Judy is asleep next to you, and you feel the bleak tears stinging your eyes for what feels like the hundredth time, because you’ve been here before. You’ve seen her peaceful expression while in slumber before, and you’ve seen her frightened expression when being dragged away too many times before, even if it had only been once. Once is too many. 

It feels like too much. 

Happiness seems hard out of reach, and for a few minutes, you’re scared to get back on your feet. 

And yet, though you are a finger’s distance away from giving up, there is something about this particular time that makes you hold ground. You may have never been able to fully figure out why the school bell went off when it did, nor who or what was behind it, but it seems like things are clearer in more ways than one this time. 

You want to think it’s because your mind is sharper after so many times of running through the same backhanded story, but deep down, you know it’s not true; you’re non the wiser. Though, it seems like someone is the opposite. Lawrence, your beloved leader and the last person you’d ever expected to have a hand in your misfortune, becomes oddly suspicious. The actions and words you’d previously disregarded now stick out to you like a sore thumb, and when you finally figure out the plot of your indefinite story, you’re ashamed that you’ve let him slip by unscathed so many times. 

Then, things change. Small moments at first, such as words, or meeting topics, but soon it’s entire events. Events that would have gotten people killed vanish from existence altogether, and much to your relief, leave that person alive and well. You cling onto this, perhaps foolishly, but it’s the best bet you have; the best opportunity towards a happy ending that you can yet see in the distance.

And once you do see it, you grasp it in a tight fist. 

Lawrence is discovered to be the one behind everything as you’d since thought, though, unlike what you had initially predicted, the boys aren’t mad at their leader. They don’t even so much as turn up their noses at the plot, rather settling for a good punch before telling him that he would be dead meat if ever tried to hurt them again. Lawrence only laughs and calls them idiots, but still takes Zion’s outstretched hand with little reluctance. 

There may be truth to Lawrence’s words, but you don’t voice it. 

Because soon, thanks to Lawrence, Ethan is the happiest you’ve ever seen him. Zion and Eugene finally look like teenage boys again. Harry is talking peacefully with Lawrence, presumably about what had happened at the school. Jay and Scarlett are with Hailey and Sue as they eat the food that the military has graciously provided to survivors. And you — you’re with Judy, your friend who, this time, is very much alive. Every single one of you is alive, finally safe from the creatures that had once plagued your life like an incurable disease. But your hope is not far ahead of dread. 

You don’t want things to repeat again. You wish desperately for the nightmare to finally be over, but the knot in your stomach never unwinds. 

Then you wake up the next morning. Your eyes are heavy with sleep as per usual, and to your initial horror, Judy is asleep with the same peaceful expression. But your eyes adjust to the safe zone tent around you and over your head, the feeling that washes over you so powerful that you almost weep. 

The title of survivor is one you’d kept as long as you kept your humanity, but it means something different to you now. Because this is reality, and finally, you are truly living in it as you had always wished.