#except these past few months when i noticed and i was like hm. i dont feel much for these anymore

[jinkies-binx]

i spent the whole day thinking about things that i haven’t let go of so i felt like it was time i could at least change my phone lockscreen and wallpaper after like 4 years lol

goodbye no.6 and knk, hello trucy and mob!!

[home-of-chaos]

You seem like a guy with headcanons (that and you said you like getting asks for them soooo) what are some headcanons for your version of the adults ingame wise?

Ingame adults? Hm lemme think.

I don’t have many headcanons about the first Principal except that he only cares for himself. (I have a strong bias against him. Jerome deserves a better dad, the poor boy ✊😔 ) Also im only gonna give a little bit of info for each. Feel free to ask for more headcanons for these guys by name!

Janitor:

Ah yes, one of my favorites from the adults. (Bro I was so stoked when I realized that we could actually team up with the Janitor!! Poor Bob tho.) So headcanons! He has natural silver hair (Like Agnes, Margret, Buggs, and Betty) Hes not actually that old (Monty only said that cause they got a bitter rivalry of sorts) He got a hell of a lot of scars. He had the most scars out of all the adults from fights in the past, to day to day things, and an angry redhead in a wheelchair. He ends up with a soft spot for Kidd viewing him as a son of some sort, he was also one of the first adults that learned of the time loops first do to Kidd venting his frustrations to janitor. He stops wanting to kill Bob the very next day (Wednesday) when Bob gave him cookies. (It’s really not that hard to win this guy’s friendship honestly) He finds Bob annoying sometimes though but he finds practically everyone annoying. He’s dating Betty (1st Lunchlady) and live together in a small cramped appartement. He and AppleGate are childhood friends, he takes deals very seriously. He also has the tendencies to reference things in the past a lot (he has a small fascination with history.) The main reasons he was so aggressive towards Bob is due to fear of loosing his job to him. Betty lost her job when the first school closed down so Money is now excruciatingly tight. Also he goes by Janitor cause he can’t remember his name

LunchLady (Betty):

She runs multiple jobs plus being the lunchlady at the kg 1 building. Her and Margret are actually friends. She has EXTREMELY horrible eye sight but can’t afford any glasses so she tends to be rather clumsy that’s also why you can see a shoe in her slop. She can’t see. Her and the Janitor are dating. She absolutely loves children and liked her job. She was horrified when she discovered the Principal’s body with Jerome and spent that night comforting him and his mother. She also lost her job when they merged schools since the Second Principal refused to hire her. Oh she’s also Nugget’s aunt.

AppleGate:

She has the second most amount of scars from being experimented on by the first Principal (that’s why she also took the pills. He doesn’t need her remember that or else she would have tried to stop him cause Billy was the ONLY student she actually cared for) Shes easily irritated but also very easy to distract or please. She hates Cindy the most with Buggs being a close second. She also has extreme anxiety and grey hair from stress. Her favorite student is Kidd. She also technically doesn’t need glasses except to read but just decides to wear them 24/7 anyways cause she’d loose them if she didn’t. She’s a hopeless romantic and will annoy the fuck out of the Janitor with all her relationship stories (she also tells this to Cindy (the only time you will see the two getting along.)

Bob:

He’s extremely friendly and is also the bus driver for the kg 2 place. He and Danner knew eachother since preschool. He is fascinated with history (much like Janitor) especially from the medieval times (hence the battle axe in the closet. He has no relationship experience hence why he had no clue what to do when he noticed he had a crush on AppleGate. He also tends to crush on people easily. He also has a crush on Danner and Agnes. He has experience with teaching and will occasionally help out the teachers with class. Penny views him as a dad along with a few of the other kids. He tends to say dad jokes a lot as well and he loves baking. He will sometimes bake cookies for the kids with Margret.

Danner:

Danner is the youngest adult (a month younger than Bob, 2nd P, and Margret, a year behind AppleGate and Janitor, and two years younger than Agnes and Betty) he also had the third most amount of scars, majority being from his mother or his experiments. His favorite student is likely Felix do to being practically the perfect student. He often uses Felix as a perfect reference when scolding other students for misbehavior. “Why can’t you be more like Felix? He’d never stoop this low.” He also has the tendency to mock people when they make a mistake and is rather stuck up, on that constant high horse of his. He and Janitor bicker all the time. He is definitely the nagging type and tends to lecture people a LOT! If you got a question, DONT ASK HIM. He will go on and on for HOURS. Even if the question was as simple as “what time is it?”

Agnes

She’s aware of the time loops, she’s been aware since she first saw Kidd. Also she’s actually incredibly smart but the green goop that Penny makes her drink messes with her brain a lot. The unnamed monster that Bob fights is her daughter. She went to the school cause she saw Penny take her daughter and ended up being drugged into insanity by the principal to the point she forgot her own identity and just kinda vibes in the dumpster with some kittens she found. Penny gives her the goop to keep her from remembering. The Janitor instantly befriends her the first time they met. She also scared the mess out of both Danner and Bob when they first met her. She’s very sociable despite not remembering proper manners or common sense.

I’m on the fence if I want the Second Principal to have a deep character or not. I’m even on the fence on including her in my main KG au. If I do she will go through an intense redemption arc. I suppose the choice is yalls if you guys want me to include her or not!

[yourcutelittlegayfriend]

Hi love your work may I request a short story of a yandere teacher giving their student a ride home

Hello to you too!~ and thank you so much! yandere teacher coming right up!

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Yandere's POV:

"- Alright class that's all for today's lesson and I'll see you on Monday, have a great weekend everyone". I bid my students goodbye as I see them pack their bags and leave the room one by one.

well except for one student, Y/N

I slowly smile and look at the clock right above the door, "hmm few more hours, perfect". before walking towards my table and started on marking some papers.

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Finishing my papers I suddenly hear my little darling wake up from their little nap.

'right on time'

I put away all my things and look at them.

"How was your nap Mr/Ms. Y/N?". I smile as I see their started reaction.

"h-huh?,Oh.......Oh no! I overslept oh cruds". they scrambled up and quickly fix their stuff.

I stood up and walked towards them and started to help them with their stuff.

"Hey it's ok! it's still 6 o'clock I'm sure their still students walking around the campus". I patted their shoulder before shivering slightly from the touch as I tried to hide my rising blush.

"I have to take the bus sir/ma'am and it leaves on 7". They said before looking at the time on the wall.

'6:58'

"It's already near 7?! aahhh!! I missed it!". they sulked and whimper behind their hands.

'Dont whimper like that my love'

"Well I just finished grading all you papers I can give you a ride". I offered and casually walked back to my table and grab my bag before looking back.

"A-are you sure sir/ma'am?, I don't want to bother you".

"It's ok I always put my students priority first". I told them before opening the door and motioning them to go out first.

"thank you so much!". they smiled before walking out.

I smiled and closed the door behind me on the was out before walking to the school's parking lot.

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Entering my car both of us clip on our seatbelt before I turned on my car's engine and driving out from the school grounds.

While in the middle of driving I asked them.

"So where do you live again?". I said my eyes on the road.

"I live on [Street name] sir/ma'am". they replied as look towards me.

"Oh! that's near mine". I faked my shocked expression when I met their eyes.

"you mean [other street name]? wow". they said as they show their perfect smile before frowning.

"I used to [jog/walk my dog] around there but haven't saw you once". they asked while looking suspicious.

"I just like staying indoors and I'm usually busy doing some work". I laughed it off trying to lighten the mood.

"Well I think you should go out more!, you're a nice person and you deserve to fun, like go out!, let loose or! maybe finding a girlfriend/boyfriend!".

"G-Girl/Boyfriend?! heh I-i'll think about that". I blush and stammered after hearing the last part of their speech.

Both of us laugh and enjoy each other's company while I continued to drive.

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A few minutes past, they finally pointed down there house and I slow down my car then I noticed someone sitting down in front of their porch step.

"Here's my stop Sir/Ma'am". They say then carefully taking off their seatbelt but I stop them by pullinging their hand away from the door.

"Um hey there's someone infront of your house, do you know them?". I quickly let go and rubbing my fingers together reminiscing their soft skin.

"Hm? oh that's [Boy/Girlfriend's name]! my Boy/Girlfriend". they quickly opened the door before turning back to me.

"Thank you so much for the ride Sir/Ma'am! have a safe drive back home!". they smiled and wave goodbye before closing the door.

"Bye". I replied before getting cut of by a soft thud from my car door.

I simply watch as my darling run towards their 'Lover' who they greeted hello and hold hands before going inside the house.

I gritted my teeth and tighten my hold on the wheels then slowly driving of to my house with gears turning in my head.

'I've been patient for months, a little while won't hurt besides my priority is to finish have my Little Darling in my arms~'

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That's all I got I was supposed to finish this yesterday but got busy and left it but I hope you like it!😁.

[satoruvt]

fanfic writer tag game <3

helloooo <3 thank u for tagging me @hannie-dul-set this is so cute lol

ummmm! i think i will tag. @leejuyeeon and @seokmingiggles !! and as always anyone else who wants to <33

peum ~

1. what fandoms have you written for (but do not currently)?

omg lets see if i can do this in order. i think the first fandom i ever wrote fanfic for was creepypasta LMAOO and then... fairy tail? then 5 seconds of summer, then maybe it 2017?? voltron legendary defender, detroit become human, monster prom and mystic messenger kind of overlapped, the arcana !!! then my hero academia, haikyuu, a Little bit of demon slayer... i think thats it lol

2. what fandoms are you currently writing for?

seventeen is all for rn, but i’m thinking of also writing for mha again and adding jjk!!

3. how long have you been writing?

oh wow for like... probably around 6 years? maybe 6 and a half

4. on which platforms do you post your stories?

rn just tumblr, i used to post more actively on ao3 but i havent since i started writing for kpop

5. what is your favourite genre to write?

ahhh like !!! comfort fics!!! i think theres something really sweet in those unspoken feelings during moments you think you’ll never forget... the idea of being with someone and you’re just so sure they’re your favorite person, and then warmth that comes with that realization... wahh

6. are you a pantser or a planner?

oh it depends i think. for longer fics i like to plan them out, but i really wing it with like timestamps or shorter ones

7. one shot or multi-chapter?

ONE SHOTS. my god i fucking suck at multi-chapter shit LMAOO ive only done 1 series like that and it was so rough for me lol

8. what is the perfect chapter length in your opinion?

hm how do i explain this... anything that makes sense? however long it takes for it to feel like the chapter/fic is summed up or completed. i used to worry about word counts a lot but now i rarely pay attention to them, both in reading and writing

9. what is your longest published story? is it complete?

if we’re talking about multi-chaptered, then the color of you wins at 17k !! in terms of one shots, it’s for now; forever at 9k!

10. which story did you enjoy working on the most?

oh boy. i think... anything from the last like. 8 months? my svt stuff for sure!! i went a while without writing in between like january-late november 2020, and i was worried that my writing would suffer a lot... it took a sec for me to get back into the groove of things but i’m feeling happier than ever with the stuff i write now. i feel like ive matured about the way i approach my own writing and ideas, and how i do everything, and my fics make me really proud. ive started writing within different aus that i hadnt touched before, or talking about different feelings or ideas, etc... i really feel like ive grown with this most recent burst lol, and i love working on them! i get so hyped up when im in the middle of writing or even planning, im just so excited to share all of it hehe

11. favorite request you've have written and why (if any?)

ah its been so long since ive worked with requests that i cant remember anything LOL

12. are there reoccurring themes in your stories?

yes. it is comfort and content. it is the feeling of love. it is holding hands on a walk in the middle of spring and smelling flowers. it is the sound of leaves when a gust of wind blows past. it is looking into ur lovers eyes and feeling nothing but pure fondness

13. current number of wips?

fuck like somewhere around 20 probably

14. three things you have noticed about your own writing?

i really like repetition (specifically in sentences if that makes sense??), LOTS of unspoken things (even if i picture a fic with an established relationship, i dont say it within the fic; and especially concerning romantic feelings, i love when things go unsaid and are FELT full force), i think a lot of detailed rambling... i really like to try and describe emotions and stuff in the most abstract and obscure ways lol i feel like it makes things a little more palpable and honest

15. a quote you like from a published story

im gonna do a few. Lol. firstly this long one from pretend people can unlearn:

“Are you…” Jeonghan starts, and when you look at him, his eyes are still on the city in front of you. “Are you ever afraid that we’ll fall out of love?”

It never occurred to you that this was love. It’s not like the love you’ve experienced in the past, not even close. But maybe… maybe that’s why you never leave, why you hold yourself back from certain arguments like it might fix everything. Maybe love is the reason why Jeonghan still seems to believe in you. Why he promises he’ll be the best thing for you despite always breaking that promise.

(Is it love, a voice in your head questions, or is it longing?)

It takes you a while to respond. “I don’t know,” you end up saying, because you really don’t. Jeonghan turns his head and looks at you, and you half expect him to start an argument in the middle of night, out on the street like this. It wouldn’t be the first time. “Would that… be okay?”

“I don’t know,” Jeonghan answers, just like you. His voice is soft. You want to reach for his hand just to hold it. “You’re still…”

He pauses, like he’s trying to find the right word. You let him take his time, for once, instead of accusing him of the worst. “I’m still?”

“Everything,” he tells you. He looks so sad and you reach out for him because it’s the only thing you can offer. You think the worst thing about your relationship with Jeonghan is that you will always believe him when he gets like this, just like you’ll believe him when he takes it back in the heat of a fight.

next is from like there isn’t something missing <3

But you’re crying into his chest because it’s not you, and it’s not him. Seungcheol wonders if it was always meant to be like this, if the two of you were always meant to part or if something… if something just went wrong, somewhere. A bump that did a bit more damage than either of you thought.

He tries not to think about it now. Tears fill his own eyes as he presses a kiss to your hair because he loved you. He truly did.

“I was so lucky to love you,” he murmurs, voice a cracked whisper. “I’m so happy I got the chance.”

When Seungcheol wakes up the next morning in an empty bed, he’s not surprised. But the Post-It note that’s dressed in your handwriting…

Well. It’s over.

and this last one from only for you, i will dance !!

“This will always be our own time,” he says. “We’ll meet here.”

You know. He says it every time. It never fails to make your heart soar.

“Our thirteenth month,” you say, just like every time. Chan smiles.

He kisses you so strong you feel yourself falling.

16. a quote from an unpublished story

ahh ok ill do a few here too!!! one is something ive begun writing, the other is one that i’ve just been working on planning out <3

Smoke blows past somebody else’s lips and partially obstructs Wonwoo’s view of you.

He hasn’t been to a party like this in a long time. It’s elegant, more of a gala than anything. He can’t remember who threw it or for what reason. It doesn’t really matter, he supposes, watching you make conversation with the partygoers. They all have old money to throw around, the symbolism stitched into their suit jackets and red-rimmed heels; remnants of it left on tables and in the contents of expensive cigars.

You play them like you are one of them, tell them the right things with a silver tongue. Wonwoo always watches, plays the part of an observer. It’s impressive, the way you float around the room like it’s nothing.

Wonwoo observes; Wonwoo knows things.

and the second one...

"you don't know me," you respond. your voice carries no bite, just a fact, and joshua knows this

"i want to," he says after a second. "if you'll let me."

and he's asking permission to be your friend, to be close to you, something so tender and strangely polite

it makes you feel almost sad

"don't expect too much," you say, a little teasing. joshua only smiles

17. space for you to say something to your readers

wahhh thank you all so much!!! when i first got into writing for kpop it was a lot different mostly because i think... i was writing stuff for different anime before, and i had built up a big following because of that and my works always did like, really exceptional in terms of notes and feedback and such, and getting into kpop... has been rough on that end 💀 but i appreciate your support thus far, even if it’s small... i’m still working towards a standard that i have for myself!!! so please be patient with me, thank you for the support !!

also please find it in yourself to leave lil comments or any sort of feedback... please..... PLEASE... any creator ever understands this struggle please always try to do this!!! for me and for any other creator you follow and enjoy content from <333

[zerotexas1975]

lights out (part 1);

↳ pairing: taehyung x female reader

↳ genre: friends to lovers au | horror | crack | fluff | smut

↳ word count: 2,254

↳ warnings: cursing, smut for the next part

↳ summary: when your apartment is haunted on a Halloween day but not really.

part 1 | part 2 (final) | masterlist

First thing you notice when you wake up is that all of your doors and drawers are open.

You squint your eyes at the bright light of your phone when you reach one hand to grab it at the nightstand, rolling to your side in the comfort of one of Taehyung’s sweaters you stole.

There are no particular messages you want to reply, so you get up and pad into the corridor to the kitchen dragging your bare feets on the floor and closing all of the doors in the way - and you would have put more thoughts into it if you weren’t so thirsty.

You place your phone at the open kitchen counter and open your refrigerator to fill a glass with ice and water. You massage the side of your head and while you down the welcomed drink, you wonder how and why you are still alive - when the image of Taehyung taking care of you flash in front of your eyes.

Ah, right. Your best friend might be evil and he did dare you last night to drink all of those shots, but he still took you home and helped you in your bed - probably forced down your throat one advil or two too.

You smile to yourself, the fond one you only have reserved to Taehyung and whenever you think about him.

The water you just had felt refreshing though made you feel a little nauseous and you crouch down to open the cabinet under the sink in order to find another pill.

You wince both at the sound of a new message that arrived running throughout the silent place and to the fact that you hit your head when you jumped scared, cursing under your breath after getting up and turning around to grab the device - but stop with your hand froze in the air because when you see it is not there.

A frown adorn your face and you bend over the counter to see if it fell from there and find it on the floor of the living room, meters away from where you left it.

You pick it up at the same time another two messages arrives and you don’t think about anything anymore - the light pain on your head momentarily but easily forgotten when you read the name on the screen.

You feel the smile creeping up on your lips and the way your heartbeat increases, but ignore them as usual.

taetae (11:21): is my dude okay? didn’t drown on your own vomit, did you?

taetae (11:22): should i check?

taetae (11:22): dont forget about the partytttt

you (11:23): stop calling me that

you (11:23): and im alright, you took good care of me ♡

you (11:24): i still hate you though this is your fault

taetae (11:25): not really??? and you love me

you (11:25): hm

taetae (11:26): ㅠ_ㅠ

you (11:26): whatever lmao see you later

taetae (11:27): ( ＾∇＾)

You roll your eyes and go back to the kitchen, shoving your phone into the pocket of your sweater.

You move around to make yourself some simple breakfast, something that will stay inside of your stomach without much effort and not long after you are sitting at the cold floor and eating, the other pill already swallowed.

You munch on your food, thinking about Taehyung’s text and the past week.

You see, there’s this tradition between you and your friends - that started not much after you all entered college. It’s when you find a way, no matter what, to spend a whole week together.

And they chose what they say is the best time of the year.

They chose Halloween.

So every last week of october you find yourself getting drunk, doing stupid things - because you are all stupids, but seeing each other at least.

That was the way you all managed to keep in contact. And yes, you might curse them all for the entirety of the month of november, but dude you have fun.

Even if you can’t remember half of the things that happened - and still have fresh on your mind the ones you wanted to forget.

Like Taehyung avoiding you like the plague yesterday at one point.

You think how it shouldn’t be important, seeing as he took care of you later and texted you today like nothing happened - but he didn’t stay the night. And he always he did.

Pushing the thought away and laughing briefly at the image of - please listen, a drunk Seulgi asking the DJ of the nightclub to play the music theme of Winx Club, you stand up and place the empty plate at the sink.

Taking in one deep breath you stretch your body, feeling slightly better. A nap would make you feel renewed.

Your body stiffen though when you hear the loud pitched voice of a comedian echoing through the thin walls of the apartment - it comes from the TV at the living room, you think, and you frown deeply when you see the images dancing in front of you when you approach it.

The volume is all the way up, and you twist around looking for the remote - giving up when you don’t find it and pressing the single button at the TV to turn it off.

You space out, arms hanging loose at your sides and eyes wide. Your mind force yourself to remind of the open doors and drawers and then the way your phone appeared on the living room when you swear you placed it on the kitchen counter, and now this.

You laughed incredulously now.

You blame hungover and your sleepy state when you woke up and shrug the bad feeling off of your body.

Not that you have really bad hangovers after being taken care of, and not that you were that sleepy when you woke up - but today is the exception. You will pretend at least that today is different.

Unfortunately, your day is really different. Unfortunately because it is not in the way you expected it to be.

Really weird things happened while you tried to distract yourself with chores - that you decided you’d be doing after you tossed helplessly around in bed trying to take a nap.

The shower turned on while you were inside your room and the lights flickered so many times that at one point you lost count. You heard the front door cracking open and then shutting twice, the TV was loud again and you were too scared to go back to the living room - so you just reached your arm out and with the remote of the TV in your room you turned it off.

But what made you snap and take a few clothes and important documents (because you are responsible and smart) and shove them inside a bag was the power.

One moment you were curled up in your bed with headphones and loud music playing, and the other you were screaming because the whole house becomes pitch black - all of your electric appliances shutting down in that characteristic sound.

-

“Well demon, you want my house?” You sigh, taking one last look at your beloved apartment before shouting the next sentence that followed with the loud bang of the door shutting close, “you fucking have it!”

You huff under your breath, carrying the heavy bag you arranged behind you, “I’m going to live in a church,” you muttered. “God bless me.”

You were so irritated that a demon had the courage to haunt your apartment that you didn’t notice that yours was the only one without energy.

Nor the person carefully hidden in the corner, close to the panel boards. Your panel board.

-

Taehyung practices his most serious yet surprised expression in front of the mirror before turning around to open the door and welcome you.

“Hi?” he looks at you with said expression and proud.

You enter his house without waiting for invitation - not that you needed it but you always had good manners, and drop your heavy bag on the floor.

“The party is one hour away,” he eyed you up and down. “Why you are not dressed yet?”

“My house is haunted and I’m going to sleep here with you until the demon decides to have mercy on me and leave.” You cry and your brows knitted together the moment you noticed how crazy you sounded.

You think though that this is not important, not when you are going through something like this.

And Taehyung is just as crazy as you and all of your friends combined - that’s saying a lot because you are friends with Kim Seokjin, so he is not one to judge you.

He covers his mouth with a fist, turning his laugh into a cough before you see it, “a demon?”

“Well,” you click your tongue. “Yeah, maybe some kind of spiritual shit that I don’t have the mental stability to deal with.”

Is just now that you take a good look in Taehyung and see he is wearing a purple suit, and his hair is sprayed with a bright green color. You pout, “I forgot about that.”

“What are you waiting for now that you are here?” He grabs you by the shoulder and guide you to his room, running back to grab your bag to place it gently in your arms.

He did not hear a word you said?

“I-“ you look at him hesitantly before deciding that you can talk to him about it later. You don’t want to ruin his halloween night with something that you hope is just inside of your head, “I don’t have my fantasy here with me.”

He raises one eyebrow at you before entering the room and disappearing inside of the closet. The sound of his voice comes low from there when he calls for your name.

“Here you go,” he hands you a paper bag after you met him and when you grab and open it your jaw drop.

“B-but how?” your confused expression is too cute for him to deal with when you see your Batman fantasy inside the bag, so he bend over you to kiss your cheek.

Sure, you bought it together but you know you took it home with you.

You were sure, and now you are scared of going mad at such a young age. What a waste.

Taehyung is once again holding his laugh back in his throat because of the way you look at him. He move to the left little enough to peck your nose and then he is shutting the door behind him to give you some privacy.

“Don’t take too long, I’ll need help with my makeup!” You hear his voice through the door and sigh in defeat.

-

“Stop moving,”

“Sorry.” He said for the nth time.

“Shush, Tae,” you rub your thumb over his mouth until the red lipstick is all smudged.

You low your hand but can’t take your eyes off of his lips; not that you never noticed but today they are specially soft. They felt soft under your fingers too. Somehow you can even feel it against yours. And you wonder if- “Done!”

Taehyung almost fall off the chair with your outburst and you are stepping back until the back of your knees hits the couch.

You don’t know that, but he was wondering the same thing. Not how your lips felt - that he knew, but about kissing you. And he was just relieved as you were because of your outburst, though the reasons differed.

He watched the way you turned to the mirror and nervously straightened your clothes, a side smile on his face and heart fluttering. You have no idea how excited he is to that party, yet he wasn’t about to deny how nervous he felt. What if his friends were all wrong?

“Why is it called a Batman fantasy when it’s a dress?” You say looking down at your clothes.

He stands up and approach you from behind, holding your back against his chest and resting his chin on the crown of your head, “because it was made for man to look at.”

You elbow him on the stomach playfully, and he moves from behind you with a pained expression. You stick your tongue out to him teasingly and he pinch your arm until you pull him away.

“Child,” he said.

You shrugged, grabbing your phone from the Batman’s utility belt, “c’me here so we can take a nice pic,”

He posed at your side, and in the end after so many pictures and selfies you were laughing at each other’s silly faces.

“Hey, we look good,” you had your eyes in one of the pictures, but he was watching your reflection from the mirror.

He said softly that yes, we do. And your eyes moved from the bright screen to meet his.

How come he looks so hot dressed as the fucking Joker?

The silence that engulfed the room is not weird, but the way the air shifts around you two and how you feel the tension between your bodies makes you gulp, almost thanking loudly when both yours and Taehyung’s phones buzz in your hands.

He is the one to read the message and pull you by the hand out of the house and towards his car, “we should get going, they are waiting for us.”

You don’t know if it was the greatest or worst timing your friends had.

A/N: this was a halloween special that was updated too late after halloween but at least it was out haha thank you for reading and please let me know what you think about this first part!

[blueriverhayes]

[2] Alone (Daryl Dixon)

This is a reminder: this is an AU, so I'm not exactly following the storyline of the show. That's why some characters are alive, others are dead, and they're still at the farm.

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Eva couldn't help but feel nauseated as she followed Rick out of the forest, away from her camp, and closer to his. It had been three years since the epidemic spread, and since then Eva hadn't been able to trust anybody except for herself. She wanted to trust Rick, but she just couldn't.

"I don't think I ever caught your name," Rick said, breaking the silence.

"Evelyn. But I usually go by Eva."

"So, Eva," Rick said, smiling, "you been alone this whole time?"

Eva tried to push down the sick feeling in her stomach as memories of what happened flooded her mind.

"No. I was with my best friend at the beginning. He didn't make it."

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"Eva, get ready! We have to go, now!" Shep yelled from his bedroom. He was packing a duffel bag in his room while Eva sat in the living room of his apartment, her eyes transfixed on the television. She was watching the local news channel, where they were showing live footage of a. . . well, a zombie.

"Evelyn! Now!"

Eva snapped out of her trance and grabbed her suitcase, following Shep out of his apartment building. Outside, it was nothing but widespread panic. Feeling claustrophobic, she grabbed Shep's shirt and closed her eyes, not opening them again until they reached his car.

"The majority of the people are going to try to take the highway out of here. I think we'll have better luck on the backroads, if we can get there," Shep said, maneuvering his car through the crowds of people.

Eva tried to block out the horrifying screams that filled the air, but nothing she did helped. She looked out of her window and watched the people running around, screaming, but when she saw what they were all running from, she couldn't help but let out a scream herself. Right in front of Shep's car was an elderly woman with a metal pipe sticking out of her chest. Eva watched as she stumbled around, grabbing the nearest person and taking a bite out of their arm.

"Eva," Shep said, "Eva, look at me."

Eva slowly turned away from the window and looked at her closest friend. Shep stayed focus on the road, winding in and out of traffic as they made their way closer to the less crowded backroads just outside the city.

"I know you're scared. I am, too. But we can't afford to be, not now. I love you, Eva, and I'll always have your back. But you've gotta calm down, or you'll get one of us killed."

And that's exactly what happened.

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"Sorry to hear that," Rick said, coming to a stop at the edge of the trees. Eva stopped beside him and looked out into the clearing ahead. She could see a large white house with an even bigger barn beside it. The house was surrounded by huge, beautiful fields, and in the middle of one of the fields was an RV and a handful of tents. There were maybe a dozen or so people milling about, laughing amongst one another, when Eva heard something she never thought she would hear again. The sound was coming from inside the house, and Eva watched as a small lady with short hair walked out, holding something in her arms.

"Is that. . . is that a. . ." Eva started, pointing at the woman. Her eyes began to water as the sound of a baby crying continued to fill the air.

"A baby," Rick said, with so much pride in his voice that Eva knew that the baby was his. "Her name's Judith. You wanna see her?"

Eva looked back at Rick and softly nodded her head. She thought she would never see another baby again, and it was almost too much for her. She didn't know something so pure and beautiful could exist in this new world.

Hesitantly, Eva followed Rick as he made his way to the woman holding Judith. She tried to ignore all the stares and looks people were giving her, until she caught sight of Daryl looking her way. He was standing beside a small tent that was pitched away from the others. Eva subconsciously stopped walking and held Daryl's stare for a beat before Rick called.

"This is Eva," Rick whispered in Judith's ear, smiling as Eva walked up to him. The baby gurgled and waved her hands as Eva walked up to her. Rick handed the baby over and Eva hesitantly took her into her arms and began whispering little nothings into her ear.

"Hi, baby," she said, rocking Judith from side to side, "you're so beautiful. You know that? So pretty." Eva almost lost herself in Judith before a boy, maybe thirteen or so, walked up.

"Who's this?" The boy asked Rick.

"This is Eva. Eva, this is my boy, Carl. Eva's thinking about staying here."

Carl looked up at Eva and smiled. "It'll be nice to have some more help with the chores."

Eva smiled down at the boy and handed Judith back to Rick.

"Well, that's if I decide to stay. Still haven't made my mind up yet." Eva looked around the camp again and saw how happy and almost carefree everybody seemed. She missed that feeling.

"Why dont I introduce you to everybody?" Rick asked, walking towards the tents. "Everybody! I got someone I want ya'll to meet!" Within seconds, everybody formed a semi-circle around Eva, Rick, and Carl, and Eva noticed how different everybody seemed. There was that small woman who stood beside a menacing-looking Daryl, an older man with a beard and half a leg missing, an Asain kid standing awfully close to a pretty brunette, and a woman with dreads that had a sword on her back. They all looked so different, but it was obvious that they all shared a close bond.

"Eva, this is Carol, Glenn, Maggie, Beth, Hershel, Michonne, and you've already met Daryl. Everyone, this is Eva. She's considering staying with us," Rick introduced everybody, pointing out who was who, while everybody took their turn saying hello to Eva. Well, everybody except Daryl, who was already making his way back to his isolated tent.

"Nice to meet you, Eva," Carol said with a sweet smile, offering her hand for a shake.

"Nice to meet you, too," Eva took Carol's hand and noticed how calloused it was. "I've never seen a camp with so many people in it. How long have y'all been together?"

"Rick, Daryl, and I have been together since the beginning. We've lost a lot of people, but we met more along the way." Eva saw the look in Carol's eyes and decided not to ask any more questions about her past. "Here, let me help you set up. We don't have another tent, but I can fix something up for you." Carol smiled and led Eva to the RV.

"Aren't you worried?" Eva asked as Carol handed her a stack of blankets.

"Worried about what?"

"Worried that I'll kill you all in your sleep and take everything you have."

Eva was shocked when Carol looked at her and started laughing. "I'd like to see you try," she said, and Eva left it at that. "Here, nobody's claimed this spot. You can stay here for the night."

Eva looked around where her and Carol were standing. She noticed that she was right in the middle of the camp, surrounded by the RV and other tents. So far, the people hadn't given her a reason not to trust them, but she just couldn't shake the bad feeling. And like Shep taught her, better safe than sorry.

"Actually, could I set up over there?" Eva asked, pointing to an empty field that was nearly half a mile away from everybody else.

"Are you worried?" Carol asked, a knowing smile on her face.

"A little."

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After Carol helped Eva set up her makeshift tent, which was just a blanket propped up on a couple sticks, a few people came by and said hello, but other than that she spent the rest of the day alone. Once the sun started going down, she built a small fire and watched as the bigger group sat around their own, sharing a meal. Eva could hear their laughter and voices from her camp, but couldn't make out what they were saying. She could imagine, though. She used to have those same conversations with Shep.

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"I can't believe you ate dog food!" Eva almost couldn't breathe for how hard she was laughing.

"Listen, twenty bucks is twenty bucks. Plus, it was chicken flavor," Shep said, grinning down at Eva.

It had been nearly a month since they left Atlanta, and since then they had only encountered a handful of the dead. Even though Eva was scared out of her mind most of the time, Shep was good at making Eva forget all of it. He was good at making her laugh.

"You're an idiot," Eva sighed, laying her head on Shep's shoulder. It had to have been past midnight, and the fire they made earlier was dying out, but they both couldn't sleep.

"Eva?" Shep said, nearly a whisper, and Eva could sense the change of tone.

"Hm?"

"I'm scared."

Eva sat back up when Shep said this, turning to her side to get a better look at him. Eva knew that Shep had to be scared, but this was the first time that he admitted it since they left Atlanta.

"I'm scared, too. But we've made it this far. And we'll make it to the end. We're going to make it." Eva brushed Shep's shaggy hair out of his eyes and saw that what she said didn't make him feel better.

"Evelyn, I wasn't built for this world. If you weren't with me, I'd already be gone. And if something were to happen to you-" Shep choked on his words, bringing his hands up to cover his face.

"Sheppard!" Eva scolded, "Stop that! Nothing is happening to either of us! You can't think like that. It's just like you said - we can't afford to be scared. We're gonna be alright. We're both going to make it out of this."

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The sound of a twig snapping woke Eva out of her daydream, and she turned around to see Daryl looking down at her.

"You stayin'?" He asked, not meeting her eyes.

"Dunno yet." Eva turned back and looked down at her dwindling fire. Daryl hadn't spoken a word to her since that day in the forest, so she was uneasy with him standing over her like he was. Just as she was about to politely ask him to leave, her stomach growled.

"We got food, ya know," Daryl mumbled, and Eva could sense how uncomfortable he was. She was, too.

"Yeah, I know. Rick gave me some."

"Then you should eat."

Eva just shrugged her shoulders. She didn't want to eat any of the food Rick gave her in case she decided not to stay, and she didn't feel comfortable eating with the group yet. After a few moments of awkward silence, Eva turned around to see if Daryl was still there. He was.

"Do you need anything?" Eva asked, not unkindly.

"Naw." And then he walked away.

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Part 3:

[hary-and-droc]

HARY AND DROC EXTRA SPECIAL CHRISTMAS CHAPTRE!11!!!!

Halla and velkommen to the Christmas Chaptre! As you may or may not know, there has been a lot of drama going on around hoggy during the past few months. But now it is christamas time, a most sepcial time of year, a time where everyone stops their worrying and celebrates the day without a care in the world. Where everyone stops their fighting and bickering, where everyone is friends again, no matter whether you are a huffle, raven, or groff. Not a slitther because they are mean all the time even chritsmas :(

And our chaptre starts at the groff in the door common room… t’was the night before christmas.. When all through hoggy, not a creature was stirring.. Not even scabbers, rons rat.

‘Hary whats on your christmas wish list?’ asked roon.

Hary sadly gased out the window. ‘I dont have any parents’ he mentioned glumly. ‘They died when i was just a child. I was forced to watch it with my own eyes. Some nights, i can still hear their screams.’

Hermy and ron shared an awkward glance. ‘I didnt mean what you want your parents to get you’ said roon. ‘I meant what you want snata to get you.’

‘Snata isn’t real, Ronny,’ said hary. ‘Snata is your parents.’

Roon hadn;t known this. Neithr had Nevil, who overheard their conversation. Nevil had decided to come out of his wheelbarrow for christmas because he wanted some figgy pudding. However, he was so sad upon discovering snata wasnt real that he ran back to his wheelbarrow immediately.

‘Roon, didn;t you know Snata was your parents?’ Hermy asked, she giggled.

‘Shut up hermy. Of course i knew. Why don’t you go back to the library?’

You are probaby wondering why hermy is back in 1996 instead of 1396 like previously. But the magic of chirstmas had bought her back to the present time to celebrate chritmas with her friends. Dont worry, she will go back soon.  

Hermy went to the libray to study for next term’s work. Hary and roon decided to get some figgy pudding at the 4 broomsticks.

Droc and Hary stopped fighting for the christmas season. Well, Droc stopped being angry at Hary for being obsessed with ginney and hary stopped being obsessed with ginney.

Hary invited droc to join him for a butterbear because roon had pulled out. He had to sned an owl to his mother. Hary caught a glimpse of what roon was writing before he left for hogsmeade. It said ‘why didnt you tell me’ ‘my whole life has been a lie’ and ‘can you send me some figgy pudding

‘hAlla!’ said droc. He was waiting outside the groff common room with a rose. He handed it to hary. ‘Merry christmas eve, hary.’

‘Thank yu droc!’ they kissed and had a quick makeout sesh before making their way to the 5 broomsticks.

‘Do you want some figgy pudding?’ asked natarshar. She and vlodkotmr were on a date at the 6 broomsticks.

‘No thanks’ said voltmort. ‘I dont like figgy pudding.’

‘Che? Why not” asked natarshar ‘figgy pudding is the beeeessstst. Now bring us some figgy pudding now bring us some figgu pudding…’

The waitress took down their order and went to bring them some figgy pudding, bring them some figgy pudding.

‘I dont like it because it reminds me of christmas. And i dont like christmas.’

NATARSHAR was stunned. ‘How can you not like chreitsmas!!11!!!’

Vodmort sighed ‘I just don’t.’

Natarshar was sad that someone could not like chirstmas. She knew there was something bothering her about the merry holiday. So Natarshar deicded that it was her mission to give voldmort the best chrotismas she could ever have!

Hary and Droc entered the 7 broomsticks and ordered a butter beer, along with some figgy pudding. While they waited, they noticed that voltmort was at the 8 broomsticks too, along with some woman. Hary thought she was quite attractice. Little did he know it was his pet bird. Gross.

Droc and Hary went over to say halla. ‘Halla’ said droc and hary.

‘Hello boys’ said voldmrd. ‘This is my girlfriend Natarshar’

Hary winked at natarshar. Natarshar awkwardly avoided eye contact.

‘What brings you two fine ladies to the 9 broomsticks on this fine evening’ droc said

‘Oh just eating some figgy pudding’ natarshar said

‘Me too’ hary said quickly. ‘I like your hairy legs natatshar’

‘Ew gross’ whispered natarshar

‘Back off’ said volfmord.

Hary remembered that he had a boyfriend. He can be quite forgetful like that sometimes. ‘Good evenin, girls. And merry christmas. Have a nice date.’ he said. He left with droc to his table to eat figgy pudding.

Back at Hoggy, snapps was busy brewing some go-away-christmas potion. He didn’t like christmas and wanted it to go-away, as the title suggests. Snapps didn’t like christmas because he doesn’t like anything. Except making potions and eating figgy pudding.

‘Hmm lets try this out’ he poured a sprinkle over a minature christmas tree. It turned into an easy-to-care-for house plant.

‘Good.’ said snapps. He had always wanted a house plat that was easy-to-care-for.  

You may remember that Dumbeldock won voldmot’s pet snake lingiuni in an intense game of wizard chess.

‘Hiss hiss motherfucka’ said lingiuni

Well volrtmord had been quite sad about losing his snake and Natarshar hadn’t know why. Until she notcied a picture of a snakker on her bedside table.

‘Whos that?’ asked nat

‘Hm? Oh, no one.’ vodrt said

Natshar could tell voldy was even sadder than ever. She didnt know why vodmo didnt like christmas, but she could try to get the snake back if it would cheer voldmo up. She didnt know who had the snake so decided to go to the smartest person she knew, hermy.

She snuck out while voldermot was sleeping and caught a cab over to hoggy. She only had a little time before she turned back into headlice, so she hurried.

‘Hermy. Wake up’ said natshatar.

Hermy was in the middle of a deam about figgy pudding and was annoyed to be woken up. ‘Who are you?’

‘No time to explain. I need to know where voldermorts snake is!’

‘Nevil killed it in the seventh book’

‘Hva?”

‘Wait nvm that hasnt happened yet. I think deumveldor won the snake in a game of wizard chess.’

‘Cool. whats it name?’

Hermy pondered. ‘I think its type of pasta. Fettucine, maybe?”

‘Cool thanks bye.’

Dumbedlros office was at the top of a lot of stairs. Natarshar missed her wings.

‘Knock knock’

‘Whos there’ said dumbel from inside his study

‘Natarshar,’ said natarshar

‘Natarshar who?’ Dumbeldore didnt know this knock knock joke.

‘Natarshar…. Potter.’ Natarshar realised she didn’t have a last name so she borrowed harys.

‘Omg a potter come striaght up what do you want i love potters.’

Dymbeldor was sirring in his office eating figgy pudding. Macaroni the snake was on the ground, too.

‘I want that snake!’ Natshar cried.

Dumveldroe was sad. ‘But this is my snake spaghettti i won in an intense game of wizard chess.. It’s mine..’.’.

But Natarshar was  a Potter and dumbelldoor loved pottrs so he gave the snake to Natarshar. ‘Takke good care of her.’

‘Oh, i will.’ Natarshar was happy that she found voldmorts snake, Gnocchi. She wrapped him up and put him under the christmas tree for chirtsmas morning.

‘HAPPY HOGGY CHRISTMAS’ said roon, waking hary up that next morning. It was 6am.

‘Omfg roon stop i need my sleep’

‘Theres figgy pudding downstairs, hary!’

Hary was tempted.

‘It’s fresh OUT OF THE OVEN.’

‘Omg sign me the fuck up mothafucker’ hary said, jumping out of bed and racing downstrais

‘Happy hoggy christmas Hermy!’ said roon as they entered the groof common room.

‘Happy hoggy christmas roon. Happy hoggy christmas Hary!’ said hermy.

Hary felt a tap on his shoulder. It was his boyfrined, droc! What was he doing in the groff common room? ‘What are you doing in the groff common room?’ hary said.

Droc held out some figgy pudding. ‘I bought this for you. Fresh out of the oven.’

‘Omg sign me the fuck up i love a good figgy pudding. Happy hoggy christmas, droc.’

Droc smiled. ‘Happy hoggy christmas, hary.’

On christmas morning, the magic of christmas had let Natarshar be a human for the day so she could join in on the chirtsmas festivities. She had booked voldmort and herself a table at hoggy for their christmas dinner feast. Natarshar was so excited to give her girlfriend the special present she had.

Unfonrtunately, voldmort was even sadder than ever !!11!! :(( what could it be? Natarshar could only hope that hoggy’s figgy pudding combined with her present would cheer voldemort up.

‘Halla and velkommon to the christmas feast.’ said dumedlro that night. All the students were very excited and Nevil had even come out of his wheelbarrow for the feast! Unfortniaely no one had booked him a table so he sat on the ground. At least he got to eat figgy pudding, though.

As you know, Snapps had perfectd his go-away-christmas potion and was waiting for the right time to strike. He snuck into the hoggy kitchen and while the house elves’ backs were turned, he put the potion into all the food!!!! It all turned into ordinary, boring food like pea soup and duck liver patte!!!

The house elves were astonished. What had happened to their perfect christmas  food? They cuoldnt serve the hoggy students this disguting food! What were they going to do??!?!???!?!/

FRONUBNATELY, DOBBI THE ELF SAVED THE DAY. ‘hey look friends there is one dish here that isn’t turned into normal food!’ the elves all gathered around to see the only dish that had been saved. The only food they could serve to the students. It was…. Figgy pudding.

‘Nice.’ said Nevil.

Everything was back to normal and everyone was happy. No one seemed to be complaining that the only dish on the menu that night was figgy pudding. Quite the opposite, actually.

When the christmas feast finished, Natatshar pulled out her gift and prestened it to Violdrtm.

‘Is thia for my brithday?’ voldrtmort asked.

Birthday? Why would voldrtmort assume that a gift given to him on christmas was for his birthday? Maybe it was because Natarshar had accidentally used birthday wrapping paper.  Unless….

‘Yes it is! Happy birthday, bolremort!’

‘Omg you remembered i thought you forgot thank you so much natastarhr this is the best birthdayever!’

Wait until you open the gift natarshar said.

Voldermort opened it and saw his snake, Lasanga. Except, Natarshar had accidentally kept the snake Carbonara in the box for a whole day and forgot to poke holes and he was actually dead.

‘You gave me a carcass of my old pet snakker?’ voldermort was confused .

Until HERMY saved the day because she is smart like that. ‘Abracadara!’ she said, and tortellini the snake was bought back to life! It was truly a happy ending.

So Hary and Droc were perfectly in love, roon found out snata isnt real (or is he?????) Hermy got to save the day, Snapps got the ruin the day (which ultimately saved the day), Dobbi also got to save the day, Dumbedlor got to learn a new knock knock joke, voldrmeort got her snake back, Natatshar remembered her girlfriends birthday, and nevil got to eat figgy pudding.

All was well.

Merry christmas to all and to all a good night!

BUT WAIT!! Someone crashed through the front door of hoggy. ‘I’m sorry I’m late’ he said! ‘I got lost in traffic. Omg yum do i smell figgy pudding??!?!?!??!?!?!?!?’

Everyone’s jaws dropped. It was STEVE HARRINGTON.  

‘Can i have an autograph?” said Shrek.