#su hyeok x fem!reader

[jimeslifediary]

RUMBLING [all of us are dead]

SYNOPSIS → DESPITE EVERYTHING, KIM SULLYOON IS THE STAR GIRL of her class and, perhaps, of her entire school. If she's honest, it's not something she finds difficult, her mother always says that it's the kind of thing that comes naturally when you strive for what you want and you're a good person.

Sullyoon is no one special. She doesn't have the best grades, she's not the president of her class, she doesn't play any sports and she doesn't usually speak in public. But she's kind and, somehow, she manages to make herself noticed. Her father often says that she's like a little ray of sunshine encapsulated in the earth, to cheer up the people around her, warming them with her light. However, her smile never shone the same after the death of her older sister.

Sullyoon and Haewon had been like nail and dirt. Despite Haewon being a couple of years older, they used to do everything together, as if they were attached at the hip. It was a fateful day when her sister was out with her friends and upon returning home, a drunk driver hadn't seen her crossing the street. Hit and left to fend for herself in the middle of the darkness was how Kim Haewon took her last breath, condemning her sister to a life without her.

But when you're the star girl, there are certain expectations placed on you. Sullyoon isn't allowed to fade away in sadness over her sister's death because the world has dictated that she is the cheerful girl. And Sullyoon plays the role as best she can. Still, how long can she fake a huge smile when a virus appears and pushes her to the brink of death? How much can she endure before she explodes like a supernova?

The clock is ticking, time is running out and Kim Sullyoon, the star girl, is starting to run out of patience.

CHAPTERS!

𝗢𝗡𝗘| Sullyoon, the star

𝗧𝗪𝗢| Red dye

𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘| Thief in her own home

𝗙𝗢𝗨𝗥| Withdrawal symptoms

[yoyomomiko]

I think I'm gonna start writing for All Of Us Are Dead since season two is coming out next year :D

[train-wrecc]

Waiting. Lee Eun-Hyeok.

(This picture was all I could find y'all 😭 +from Safari)

word count: 1.8k

warnings: The use of "Oppa" (I know some people don't like it or think it's cringey so here's your warning.) Unrequited love? Mentions of blood.

summary: Lee Eun-Hyeok's return.

pairing: Lee Eun-Hyeok x Fem!Reader

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

It had felt like an eternity since you had been able to meet his dark brown eyes with those of your own. They looked exactly the same, dark brown, yet they weren't your Lee Eun-hyeok's. They were the brown eyes of a stranger.

He stood in front of you appearing as the same man you had been waiting for, longing for, surviving for. His shoulders no longer held the weight of the world on them, which that you were grateful for. To those who didn't know him, his eyes had always lacked a warmth to them; but to you there had once been a small tinge of lightness in them. Now, they truly held nothing but indifference.

As you took in every inch of him, desperate to familiarize yourself with the sight of him once again, he stood looking at you. He wasn't analyzing your every move like he used to, he was simply looking at you. Nothing more and nothing less.

Your arms itched to wrap themselves around him but you refrained from doing so. The air felt tense, not much could be heard aside from your slight uneven breaths. He turned to walk away, "Are you really leaving me again?" His steps slowed to a stop. From his reaction alone you first thought he didn't recognize you.

His back stayed facing you, "Lee Eun-Hyeok, you've been alive all this time, and not once did you try to look for me?" He couldn't even turn to face you. "Why would I?" You could feel the tears begging to spill from your eyes, but you blinked them away. "Because you love me. You love me like I love you." You reached for his hand but stopped midway fearing that he would pull away.

Just how you feared he'd pull away from your touch you feared his response to your words. "Because I waited for you and I lived for you, I almost died searching for just a glimpse of you..." You quietly let out, desperately trying to keep your voice steady. "I never asked you to do any of that." He finally turned toward you. His face was void of emotion, "Do you know the way to the stadium?" His eyes once again met yours, and you looked away not being able to gaze into their emptiness.

"Why are you being like this?"

"So, you don't know how to get to the stadium?" This time you turned your back towards him, trying to catch your breath, because each word he said continued to feel like a punch to the gut, another finger around your throat.

A stray tear stained your cheek, your hand flying up to quickly swipe it away. You faced him once again, "Is that all you care about, huh? The stadium?" You let out a dry laugh. "No," and for a second you had hope, "I don't care about anything, just curious." There he went shredding every ounce of it. 

It broke you out of your trance for a second, turning to look at the bus your brother Cha Hyun-Su was trapped in. You were overwhelmed and not sure what to do, various emotions drowning you. "Help me get Hyun-Su out." You nodded to the bus, not wanting to speak of your feelings for him any longer.

"No, this is his test." He said taking a seat on some steps. You huffed, irritation flooding you. It was as if you were speaking to a wall.  "Yah! Lee Eun-Hyeok do something!" You yelled at him. He simply stared at you blankly. "He's a neo-human. He can get himself out."

"What if he can't? I just found him again, please, Lee Eun-Hyeok..." You whispered shakily, sniffling. "Then I guess you're both useless to me." You didn't ever think you'd hear Eun-Hyeok say something like that to you. The last words he'd said were a promise of love and that he would return to you.

Now he sat in front of you not because he had returned to you, but by chance, because he didn't willingly seek you out. "Don't say that. Stop being like this!" You cried out. "I waited all this time for you, just for you to— to what? Hate me? You said you loved me! You promised me you'd come back and you never did! And now you're— you're acting like this!" You gave up on trying to match his nonchalance, you couldn't take it, couldn't stand the sight of his lips in that straight emotionless line. From his unfurrowed brows to his dry eyes, they all led you to the conclusion that he didn't care.

"I don't hate you, and I don't love you." You couldn't even feel your nails digging into the palm of your hands leaving deep crescent marks.

When did he stop loving you? Why did he stop loving you? You didn't want to know. You just wanted to feel his warm embrace around you. What he should've done when he first saw you. Yet here he was calling you useless, another finger tightening around your throat. You weren't sure when you had started crying but there was no stopping the tears now.

You wanted him to see that he was hurting you, you wanted him to stop. Maybe he could see it in your eyes, your desperation to see a glimpse of the Eun-Hyeok you knew because his next words were "I'm not the Eun-Hyeok you remember." Not even flinching at the sight of your tears.

He used to kiss those same tears away, and now he was the cause of them, the fuel that aided them.

"I'm a neohuman, the next step in human evolution."

"I don't care, Hyeok!" He almost flinched at the memory of your nickname for him. Almost.

"I don't care if you're a neohuman or a monster, all I care about is you! But you don't care about me, you don't love..." you didn't finish your sentence, you couldn't. You could no longer hold your body up, falling to the rough tar of the street. You felt a warm liquid against the skin of your knees due to the fall. That pain was nothing compared to the wound to your heart.

Your chest felt as if it was on fire. "Why are you doing this to me?" You sobbed, your hands coming up to cover your eyes.

"Oppa..." you cried for Hyun-Su. Suddenly Eun-Hyeok was crouched beside you as shards of the bus burst through the air. You uncovered your eyes, tears still falling as you looked at Eun-Hyeok.

"If you got hurt he would never agree to help me." You bit your lip to hold in the sob.

You looked past him to see Hyun-Su standing in front of the remains of the bus. His brown eyes made you cry harder. He was back. Eun-Hyeok stood up, as Hyun-Su made his way toward the both of you.

Once he stood in front of you he pulled you to your feet, before his arms tightly embraced you. "Oppa...you're back." You couldn't help but cry, causing him to gently rub your back in an attempt to calm you. "It's okay." Another attempt to soothe you. You hugged him tighter, begging the ache in your heart to go away. He slightly pulled away as your breathing evened out, but tears still raced down your cheeks. He wiped the tears, "I'm sorry." Escaping his lips.

It felt as if he was apologizing for letting dark Hyun-Su take over but also for Eun-Hyoek's actions.

"It's okay, Hyun-Su." You struggled to put a smile on. Eun-Hyeok began walking off toward the way he assumed the stadium was. You squeezed Hyun-Su's hand, "Thank you for coming back to me." You gently said before letting go. You caught up to Eun-Hyeok, grabbing his wrist to stop him. "I'm not letting you leave again. You can hurt me all you want, I don't care how much more pain I have to go through or how long I have to wait for you, I'll wait." You sniffled.

He turned to face you, "I have my memories, but I don't have any emotions." It felt as if this was his way of  apologizing. "That's how it is for us, and we learn fast." He pulled your hand off his own wrist. "If you're fast learners, you can learn emotions. I'll love you... love you until you learn to love me again." You said in an even voice. He remained silent, turning to walk off again.

Another tear slipped from your red eyes. Grabbing his wrist once again you turned, pulling him in the opposite direction, the correct way to the stadium. Your hand clasped his tightly not allowing him to let go. As you reached Hyun-Su your other hand finding his as you continued to make your way to the stadium. Hyun-Su threw a glare at Eun-Hyeok, infuriated that your tears were his cause.

Hyun-Su squeezed your hand in his pulling you more towards him, "You shouldn't wait for him, he doesn't deserve it." He said as if Eun-Hyeok wasn't even there. If it weren't for your hand tightly gripping his cold one, you'd forget he was even there. "I know, but I—I still love him." You stuttered and glanced at Eun-Hyeok whose sharp eyes never strayed from looking in front of him.

You turned resting your head on Hyun-Su's shoulder, "You don't know how much I missed you, Oppa." Eun-Hyeok's eyes cautiously glanced your way as you weren't looking.

"Me too," Hyun-Su replied glancing toward you, placing a kiss to your forehead. A small smile painted your lips. It was your first genuine smile since he had returned. Lee Eun-Hyeok gazed ahead once again, not wanting to stare at your smile for too long. Something about it caused a stir deep within him.

You had grown used to waiting, almost numb to the feeling. You had waited for Lee Eun-Hyeok, for your brother Cha Hyun-Su, if you had to wait a little longer to truly be united with the man you loved then that is what you will do. You refused to believe that the Eun-Hyeok you love was no longer within the man beside you. You knew deep within him he was there somewhere. Although Eun-Hyeok had crushed all your hope, the return of your Hyun-Su reignited it. You had Hyun-Su now, and that would be enough.

You will ignore the ache in your heart and wait for Lee Eun-Hyeok's return. You will gaze into his dark brown cold eyes with the warmth of your own. Meet his emotionless face with your own filled with desperation, love, any other emotion you could muster. You will love this shell of a man that used to be your Eun-Hyeok. Because it's all you could do.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

A/N: Is this my first post in like over a year? Yes… 😭😭 Did I write this at like 4am after I finished watching season 3? Yes.

Also I was v disappointed with Lee Eun Hyeoks return or how it was written I guess, like why was he more loving toward Cha Hyun Su than his sister? 😭😭

+Also where are all the sweet home fics? I’ve read like all of them already 😭

[quack-quack-snacks]

The Star Crossed Masterlist

Lee Su-hyeok x Fem!Yoon!Reader

Author's Notes: For the sake of fanfiction - and this applies to all of my aouad stories unless stated otherwise - we shall make it so that Gwi-nam never sexually assaulted/harassed Eun-ji and neither did his friend group because what they did WAS SA/SH and I feel like so many people gloss over that fact. They have never SA/SH anyone and are just regular bullies who just harass and beat people up normally. In this story, Gwi-nam and his friends are all seniors instead of juniors as I’m pretty sure they were juniors in the show.  Warnings: Violence, zombies, slight bully!Su-Hyeok in the beginning, (maybe) ooc Gwi-nam, extra extra fluffy fluff, (more to be added as the story progresses)

My Navigation and Masterlist

My All Of Us Are Dead Masterlist

Being an outcast based off of the boy you are the younger sister of for the entirety of your high school experience has been a roller coaster of emotions. Even more so when you include the fact that the only person who doesn’t treat you differently is the ex friend and fellow bully of your older brother. When the zombie apocalypse begins, when feelings arise and friendships are made, you begin to realize life isn’t as bad as you thought it would be. Funny how you only learned that while the world was ending.

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10 Postponed until further notice - please don’t ask about updates! (:

[esmestarz]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ INTRO ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

about me ─ ★

she/her

infp

bisexual

i can play on the electric guitar and piano !!

i used to do ballet but now i do belly dancing

i love listening to music esp rap, metal (any type tbfr) and rock, my fav animal is a cat and I'm pretty sure that's it

stuff ─ ★

if you want me to write for a character that isn't on the list feel free to ask me and I'll write for them if possible <3

i will write smut, fem reader, gn reader, platonic and romantic relationships

i will not write rape, incest, gore, gang bang, male reader, gn reader, character x character, character x oc, poly relationships, specified race reader, trans reader since idk how to portray them

what and who i write for ─ 𐙚⋅˚₊‧

MOVIES ─ ★

black swan

- nina sayers

- lily

harry potter

- hermione granger

- harry potter

- draco malfoy

- luna lovegod

- ron weasley

- theodore nott

- tom riddle

scream

- tatum riley

- sidney prescott

- billy loomis

- stu marcher

- samantha carpenter

- tara carpenter

- amber freeman

- anika kayko

- ethan landry

- gale weathers

- jill roberts

- kirby reed

- chad meeks-martin

- mindy meeks-martin

SERIES ─ ★

pretty little liars

- emily fields

- alison dilaurentis

- hanna marin

- spencer hastings

outerbanks

- rafe cameron

- sarah cameron

- jj maybanks

- kiara carrera

- pope heyward

- john b routledge

the babysitters club

- sam thomas

- kristy thomas

- stacey mcgill

- claudia kishi

- dawn schafer

malcolm in the middle

- malcolm wilkerson

- reese wilkerson

- francis wilkerson

KDRAMA ─ ★

all of us are dead

- choi nam-ra

- lee su-hyeok

- lee cheong-san

- lee na-yeon

- nam on-jo

sweet home

- yoon ji-su

- lee eun-yoo

- cha hyun-soo

KPOP ─ ★

aespa

- karina

- winter

- ningning

- giselle

twice

- nayeon

- chaeyoung

- momo

- mina

- sana

- jihyo

- dahyun

- jeongyeon

- tzuyu

le sserafim

- sakura

- yunjin

- chaewon

- kazuha

- eunchae

gidle

- soyeon

- minnie

- shuhua

- miyeon

- yuqi

nmixx

- sullyoon

- lily

- kyujin

- haewon

- jiwoo

- bae

new jeans

- danielle

- haerin

- minji

- hyein

- hanni

GAMES ─ ★

the last of us

- ellie williams

fatal frame

- yuri kozukata

- rui kagamiya

cry of fear

- simon henriksson

resident evil

- leon s kennedy

- jill valentine

- ada wong

- claire redfield

- bela dimitrescu

genshin impact

- kinich

- xiao

- aether

- kazuha

- scaramouche

- cyno

- heizou

- thoma

honkai star rail

- argenti

- aventurine

- blade

- dan heng

- gepard

- sunday

ANIME ─ ★

jujutsu kaisen

- megumi fushiguro

- gojo satoru

- yuji itadori

- ryomen sukuna

- inumaki toge

- yuuta okkotsu

- choso kamo

[se-mis-wife-380]

𝔸𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕄𝕖 & 𝕄𝕪 𝔹𝕝𝕠𝕘

Hey, I'm Jordan! I write for multiple fandoms, mostly K-dramas and thrillers. My current obsessions are Squid Game and Aouad. Please be respectful and kind. I will not tolerate any negative comments or energy on my blog. 🖤

Anon hate & rude asks will be deleted immediately.

𝕄𝕪 ℝ𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥 ℝ𝕦𝕝𝕖𝕤

Down below is what I 𝕎𝕀𝕃𝕃 ℕ𝕆𝕋 write about. Not now and not ever.

○ SA or SH

○ Smut (It makes me uncomfortable.) This is non-negotiable.

○ Male!Reader (I am a girl so it doesn't feel right for me to do so)

○ Cheating or toxic relationships

○ Character x Character

..🖤

Down below is what I 𝕎𝕀𝕃𝕃 write about, unless spoken otherwise.

○ Fics (with chapters if requested), Fluff, Headcannons, & Imagines

○ Fem!reader & gn!reader

○ M/F & F/F

○ *Insert chosen series* x reader

○ Angst

..🖤

Below are fandoms & characters I 𝕎𝕀𝕃𝕃 write for

• Squid Game [Seasons 1 & 2]

○ Sae-byeok | Player 067

○ Se-mi | Player 380

○ Hyun-ju | Player 120

○ Ji-yeong | Player 240

○ Jun-Ho | Cop

○ In-ho | Player 001/Frontman

○ Min-su | Player 125

○ Nam-gyu | Player 124

○ Thanos | Player 230

○ Dae-ho | Player 388

○ Gyeong-seok | Player 246

• All of Us Are Dead

○ Su-hyeok

○ Gyeong-su

○ Cheong-san

○ Gwi-nam

..🖤

If you would like a character/series that is not up there please message me and ask! 🖤

[colectingstrz]

AND THERE WERE TWO

➤ (🧟‍♀️) GENRE: Fluff | PARING: semi strangers to lovers | Heeseung x fem reader | WC: 1.2k | SUMMARY: Something that was only showcased in the show and movies was now your dark and unpleasant reality yet unexpectedly you found yourself feeling something else other than fear

SOO’s SMOL NOTEY📝:

𖤐 I started rewatching all of us are dead and had this idea this vishion- my mind immediately went to heeseung plus like he gives such Lee su hyeok like vibes low-keyyyy anddd I swear it’s been like more than a year where’s season 2 at 😔

IF SOMEONE HAD TOLD YOU that today zombies would be a thing you would have laughed in their faces and told them they are crazy... We’ll look who’s the crazy one now?

Things were going well, you had faith that you and your four friends, and three others would make it through. However, as it grew darker and began to rain, you started to lose your friends and classmates one by one, until you were the only one left with Heeseung. Now, the two of you are resting against the radio room's corner.

“Heeseung..” you sighed and shook your head, "I'm scared what if we go out again and we die this time.. I don't want to die " he inched closer and put his arm around you causing your bodes to mold into eacother "Don't think like that.. we won't die we are going to make it out here alive have hope," he said.

“ There is no hope both our friends' are gone.. it’s only a matter of time until we die to” You were afraid; you didn't want to starve to death, much less pass away and become a brainless zombie for the rest of your days. It was difficult to maintain your composure you were terrified of the future. You couldn't understand how Heeseung wasn't panicking right then. The more you sat there, the more uncomfortable you felt.

Heeseung approaches unexpectedly closer as he holds your face in his hands; the coldness of his fingers made you shiver because as it was an abnormal temperature, but all you could think about at the time was how close your faces were to one another. “Hey, I'll make sure nothing bad happens to you. ” He assured “I will protect you until the very end, so you don’t have to worry”

You couldn't help but look elsewhere because of how uneasy his gaze made you feel. You felt a little tingle in your stomach, but you weren't sure if it was fear from the situation you were in or something else…

You pull away awkwardly “ okay..if I die because you didn’t protect me like you said..you will be the first person I bite ” heeseung laughs slightly the sight making you smile also. Heeseung suddenly stands up "I have an idea, hold on a second." He walks to the other side of the room and reaches into a drawer, pulling out a red, thick rope. "Are you going to tie me up or something..why are you waving a rope at me," Heeseung giggles.

“ you wish.. but I actually wanted to tie us together” you roll your eyes “im not into that kind of stuff..” you spoke lowly to which heeseung smirks approaching you as he knelt down to your level "I didn't mean it like that… How naughty of you" harshly you hit him on the chest “Shut up!" He laughs once more, "If we tie our hands together with this rope, it will make sure you don't get dragged by a zombie again, allowing you to stay by my side and feel less afraid” You nodded, struggling to conceal the flush on your cheeks.

You felt a warm, fuzzy feeling inside at the fact that he did this just for you and your protection. You questioned whether he was merely being polite or if there was more going on. After finally completing the knot, Heeseung squeezed it "Is it too tight? Should I make it looser? ” You chuckle, "It's fine” He nods and then sits down once more, leaning his head against the wall. "I can handle it. The tighter it is, the less likely I am to slip away," he laughs lightly.

“You know i always thought you were some douchebag” he gasps dramatically while placing his hands on his chest. "I'm upset you would think such a thing of me, y/n.," you laugh “ I just assumed that everyone on the basketball team was self-centered, but you're different” he sighs “at least, your perceptions of me has changed, although mine of you has remained the same," he smiles. You turn to face him.

“ what do you mean? I was so sure you didn’t know who I was until this zombie thing happened” He advanced to closer to you “I always knew who you were..kind and caring who always tries her best beautiful and smart and who's really good at science ” A bashful smile now graced his features, as well as a tint of crimson on his ears.

your heart was running laps after hearing is words it made you happy. However, in such a short period of time, you found yourself feeling a way around him, as he constantly asked how you were doing and risking his life and just being so caring towards you. At times, you found it yourself feeling nervous when he would look at you. Just like now

But this only served to affirm that the feelings was at least somewhat mutual, and it simultaneously made you sad since you were worried that Heeseung might die while defending you. Leaving you to be on your own; for fear of the worst scenario, you didn't want to grow attached to him.

“Heeseung..i- “ it’s fine we don’t have to talk about it right now let’s just focus on finding some food yeah?” You nod, and he stands up and extends his hand to you to assist you in getting up. You loved the feeling of his hands on yours you didn’t want to let go “can I..keep holding your hand” He nods "Of course I wasn't planning on letting go, your keeping me warm," he smiles as you grinned back. The sensation of his chilly hands on yours made your heart race.

“You ready?” He pauses for a moment before speaking “I am but I need a boost” you raise a brow “a boost? What do you mean?” He smirks “ a good luck kiss ” you laugh as you hit his shoulder “ I think that’s a bit to early we haven’t even gone on a date yet..” he turns to you as his eyes shinned in anticipation “ so your saying.. you want to go on a date with me ” you smile as you place a small peck on his cheek “yes if we mange to make it out of here I want to go on many dates with you heeseung.”

As your wrists are still bound, you nearly drag him behind you as you turn around and walk forward. Unaware that he was blushing excessively, Heeseung was relieved that you had looked away from him so that you couldn't notice his transformation into a tomato or the darkening of his eyes.

Little did you know heeseung had been bit yet somehow hadn’t turned.. Despite having the temptation to bite you strongly in his mind, Heeseung was trying everything in his ability to resist, even if it meant starving himself in the process

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- steal my work and ill come to your house and suck your blood 🧛‍♀️

𖤐 I had the most angsty ending but decided to change my mind last minute 😭 so here is the happy version!!

- peace and love ♡︎

𖤐link to my other works

[unmra]

wearing a short dress — all of us are dead

posting this just for letting you know that im alive !!!!!

tw none, just cringe & random

characters gwi-nam, su-hyeok, gyeong-su, cheong-san, mi-jin, eun-ji.

gwi-nam & su-hyeok, literally get in a fight with every boys that barely talk to you, says he just want to protect you from them, but honestly the thought of another man touch you or kiss you often comes to his mind, making him feel insecure.

gyeong-su & cheong-san, leaving some kisses on your cheek, lips, neck or forehead every five minutes, letting you know that he didn’t forget about you even if he’s talking with some friends, secretly hoping all the men around here noticed the little peck that he leaves on you.

mi-jin & eun-ji, she knows you love her and trust you, she completely don’t care if someone look at you, but however she likes to let them know who you belong to, maybe with some hickey on your neck or with the sign of her lipstick posed on your cheek.

[vumming]

all of us are dead — lee su-hyeok “gestures”

requested by : anon [ Hey, I love your writing! If possible, can I please request a su-hyeok x reader, where he protects her from her bullies? ]

warning : bullying, violence, cringe(?)

Thwack!

The impact of their palm made in contact with your cheek, the girl who has your hair bundled up smirked, fist tightly locked as she drag you around alike to a ragdoll. Hyeon-ju grunt at the weight that she was pulling, nodding her head to her friends who approached to help her move you to a wooden plank as a chair.

“Haa.. you best be grateful I even made you sit.” She hissed, pulling your hair up that made you wince but you knew fully well that even a small whimper would bring them satisfaction and drive to hurt you even more.

“You got some nerves trying to glare at me through class, huh, are you not afraid of death?” There was a slight pause in her words, inspecting you up and down before she yelled, “talk!”

“I..” You bit the inside of your cheek, drawing the taste of copper in your mouth. The struggle not to talk back to her creeps inside of you.

“You know what,” Hyeon-jun interrupts you before you could speak up an answer to her question, “you should be fucking grateful that it is me who is dealing for you instead of Myeong-hwan.. who knows what he'll do to you..” The vexatious trail of her fingers on your uniform causes you to stiff up, before her hand came to make in contact with the buttons, a voice boomed the room.

“Hey. What are you guys doing?”

Lo and behold, the former delinquent—Bare-su in all his glory. The girl raised a brow at him before looking at your bleeding face from all the beatings that you had withstand for the last couple of minutes. “What does it look like to you?”

Her friends of her sneered at Bare-su who sighed, walking towards your direction and cupping the wrist that dares to bunch your clothes to open it. “Let go.”

“Hah?! Why are you interfering in our business? Go cry a river somewhere else if you fancy pancy on beating the bitch up! She's our prey firs-” His words were interrupted with a fist hitting his jaw, an uppercut, causing his mouth to shut close and bite his tongue that reduce to bleeding and fountain of profanities.

Hyeon-jun clicked her tongue, rubbing her wrist before backing off, barely sparing a glance to her poor companion.

“Tch. Fine, take her...”

Her friend cries with blood pouring out of his mouth, he saw you in the corner of his eye taking Su-hyeok's hand cautiously. You. The source of his problem—if it weren't for you then he wouldn't had been hurt!

Thus, led the boy to rush to your direction with a fist ready to strike.

Su-hyeok stepped forward, grabbing his arm and twisting it before throwing throwing him a few feet away.

A few grunts and groans escape the boy's lips, satisfied, Su-hyeok took your hand and walks the two of you outside akin to a mother grabbing her child's hand when crossing the road. “Why did you helped me?” You asked, ignoring the throb in your face as you follow alongside him.

Su-hyeok halt in his tracks and steer his figure to look at you, “Do I need a reason to help you?”

“No..”

The boy felt the tug of his lips turn upwards before he gave a light and concerning smile towards you. “Are you okay though?”

“Do I look like one?” Prompting a chuckle out of him, shaking his head before resuming the walk. His hand squeezes yours in a delicate manner. “Hey. Where are we going?” Noticing that the two of you are still connected, you were about to tell him when he suddenly replied.

“Su-hyeok.”

“Huh?”

“Not hey, call me Su-hyeok. Also, we're heading to the nurse office for treatment.” Pursing your lips, you swallowed the words that were about to drop out and stayed silent. Honey like voice that pulls you in, Bare-su or Su-hyeok was someone that you never interact with.

But with his endearing side, you managed to like him despite not saying anything. In any case, your admiration only sky rocketed today, shaking your head, you brushed away your thoughts, feeling embarrassed, you shift your gaze downwards to yours and his feet.

Arriving at the infirmary was okay, the nurse wasn't there so Su-hyeok, even with a little bit knowledge on injuries, tries his best to get what is needed.

Immediately tending to your wounds as you stare at him in lost thought. Your mind swirling like a puddle where a water dropped.

That train soon then got caught off when you winced, “Ah!”

“Oh? Did that hurt? Sorry, sorry.” There was a sheepish look on his face, lifting his head up to look at your surprised expression. Eyes meeting yours.

You felt the room burst in colors before coughing into your hand, “I-it's alright, I just got uhh, got shocked, sorry... Su-hyeok.”

“Oh hey! You called my name!” He grinned like a dog when showed a treat, eyes twinkling under you when you glanced at him.

It didn't take long for him to patch you up, sitting besides you as the bed dips at his sudden weight. “Since I told you my name, it should only be fair that you tell me yours, right?” God forsaken his smile, such brightness that causes your heartstrings to tug.

“y/n.. call me y/n.” If it was even possible, his grin got bigger, taking your hands in his, the warmth that eases you was brought again.

“Nice to meet you, y/n!”

You sheepishly replied back, blush taking over your features as you lift your hand. “Su-hyeok.” The boy hummed, an eager and curious 'yeah?' left his lips.

“You can let go of my hand now...”

“Oh-!”

[fryingpan1234567]

so uh… i decided to rewatch AOUAD

as a result: gwi-nam x fem!reader smut, read at your own risk

summary: you two figure out a way to satisfy his halfbie bloodthirsty hunger. it does still involve eating you… just not in the way you’d expect. after all, blood doesn’t always come from a bite.

~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gwi-nam had been infatuated with you for a long time. Since freshman year, in fact- you’d come across him beating up someone else on any ordinary day.

“What’d he do?” you’d asked, curiously peering down at the kid’s cowering form.

“Uhh…” Gwi-nam didn’t really know what to say. “Why? You gonna report me?”

Your piercing eyes had met his, a smile ghosting across your face.

“Nah,” you’d said casually. “Just curious.”

Strange. She’s kinda pretty, though. “He, uh, snitched on me. I beat up his friend, who called my mom a whore,” Gwi-nam had said, glaring down at the kid, delivering another kick to his stomach.

Your face had twisted into an expression of disgust. You’d kicked him yourself, right in the spine. He’d arched his back in agony.

“You and your friend should learn to respect women, dumbass,” you’d hissed. “Go home and tell your mom why you’ve got all these bruises.”

And then you’d walked away, Gwi-nam watching you go with absolute fascination. That was the day he’d developed a massive crush on one of the most popular girls in school.

You’re best friends with Su-hyeok, and obviously he and Gwi-nam aren’t the hugest fans of each other. Still, no matter how hard he’d tried… you were always on his mind.

And then the world ended.

~~~~~~~~~~~~ You hadn’t managed to do much in the zombie apocalypse other than bleed, cry, and run a lot.

Of course there were upsides. You had your friends… and while you’d lost some of them, you had Cheong-san and Su-hyeok. That was enough, especially when you knew your parents didn’t give a fuck about you and hightailed it out of the city at the first sign of danger. Your friends were sort of all you had.

Naturally, you lost them too.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” you panted, listening to the sounds of the group run in the other direction. Someone, maybe Su-hyeok, called after you, but you ignored him.

Someone had to distract the zombies long enough for the rest of the group to get somewhere safe. You hadn’t stuck around long enough to run that idea by anyone. You hoped they’d be smart enough to not go after you.

You ducked into the first empty classroom you came across, slamming the door and pushing a desk against it.

At least it was dark enough that most of the zombies continued rampaging down the hallway, but a few that were at the front of the horde stuck around, clawing at the windows.

Well. Now that you’d gotten yourself into this situation, you figured you’d better have a game plan.

“Umm…” You spun in a circle, checking out the room.

Thankfully, there was only one door in from the hallway, and you’d just blocked it. No windows were broken, to the outside or the rest of the school. There were no desks and few chairs besides the teacher’s area, and there was a door to a storage room on the left.

You cautiously poked your head into the closet. It was dark, but you were pretty sure that pile of stuff in the corner was feathers and fabric. The shelves were littered with tons of strange objects and stacks of paper.

You shut the door with a groan. This was the theater classroom. There wouldn’t be anything useful here, other than a stray plastic sword or two.

Your abdomen suddenly flared up with cramps, a familiar uncomfortable warmth spreading between your legs. You slid to the ground, clenching your thighs together.

Well fuck you too, uterus, you thought grumpily. All of your stuff was in the cafeteria, and there was no way in hell you could get back there.

You had only just begun to plan how to American-ninja-warrior your way to the nearest bathroom and use toilet paper as a substitute when a knock at the door scared you out of your skin.

Yeah. Knocking.

You blinked in surprise. Do zombies knock?

“Wh-Who is it?” you managed, hating how much your voice shook. You stood nervously, tugging the hem of your uniform skirt down.

“Do you really think if I was undead I’d be knocking?” a bored and vaguely familiar sounding voice said, sounding way too casual for just standing in a hallway full of zombies.

You couldn’t even see him through the door’s windows from where you were standing, so you took a cautious step forwards. He was leaning on the doorframe, resting his head there as he spoke.

You tilted your head. “I know you, don’t I?”

“You gonna let me in, or am I spending the night in the hallway?” he said instead of answering.

You hesitated, but he’d been standing there for a little bit, and infection takes less than a minute to kick in. Plus he’s another human being. You decided to let him in.

“If you bite me,” you mumble as you shove the desk aside and slide the door open, “I’m gonna have serious trust issues for the rest of my very short life.”

You were surprised to hear him laugh. Somewhere down the hallway, there was a commotion and some running that sounded like zombies.

Hurriedly, you yanked him inside and returned the door to its previous position. When you turned to face him, you forgot how to function.

Gwi-nam. He was covered in blood, missing an eye, and holding a knife. You sort of hated that you still found him hot, but maybe that’s just horny period brain talking.

“It’s you,” you breathed. He shrugged, that stupid cocky grin of his splitting his face.

“What’s up, Y/N?” He opened his arms for a hug, but you punched him in the chest instead.

“How are you alive?” you hissed. “You’re missing a fucking eye! And you were just standing out there! Are you crazier than I remember you being? HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME?”

He laughed again, grabbing your shoulders to steady you. You were warily aware of the knife in his left hand, but you ignored it in your happiness to see him.

“Come on, you think I don’t know the most popular and awesome girl in the school?” he teased. You glared at him suspiciously. You’d never seen him this… cheerful before.

“Are you high?” you asked dubiously, only half joking. You poked him in the nose. “You’re never this happy to see anyone. And your eyes are super red- holy shit are you actually?”

He smiled sheepishly, suddenly much less confident in himself. You tilted your head in curiosity.

“You’re special,” he mumbled. “And, uh… no, I’m not high. Well, kind of.”

“What’s-“ You couldn’t imagine what that meant. “Kind of?” You squinted at him.

He hesitated. “Will you freak out?”

Your smile faded, and you suddenly became very aware of his hands on you, which had transferred from your arms to your waist. You hadn’t even noticed. “What?”

“I would never hurt you,” he began, which was very out of character for him, but it was concerning. “I promise. Just let me explain everything, okay?”

The realization settled over you with a chilling horror. “You were bitten, weren’t you?” you said in distress, taking half a step back.

He followed, almost looking scared. “I was, but- I’m immune. Look.” He lifted his shirt to show you at least four different bite marks on his abdomen, then more on his arms. You ignored how much muscle he had and focused on the horror of what he was showing you. “See? All this was from around ten this morning. All that’s changed is I can hear way better, and all my pain is gone.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. “You’re immune? How?”

“That I don’t know,” he grimaced. “But I’m okay. Although it is hella annoying only having one eye.” His expression darkened. “You haven’t seen Cheong-san, have you?”

“Not since… yesterday,” you said. “Why?”

“No reason.” He was smiling again. “Hey, wanna head down to the cafeteria? I don’t think those no-brainers out there can even see me. Free passage all over the school.”

Now that. That was a great offer. It also sounded like something as close to a date as you can get in this hellscape, and somehow you were glad it was with him.

~~~~~~~~~~~~ It had been a full day with Gwi-nam. The two of you had already made out like three times (the first was after he jokingly presented your bag to you like a proposal once you’d reached the cafeteria), and now you’re sneaking back to find a good classroom to spend the night.

You pressed yourself into his side as a zombified classmate stumbled past the two of you, snarling and swiping at the air.

“I can’t believe they don’t notice us,” you whispered, your breath barely stirring the air.

Gwi-nam smiled in the moonlight, squeezing your hand tighter. “I know. It’s pretty cool, right?”

“Very. But-“ You paused, shuddering as a massive flow of blood made its way out of you. At least you’d had a chance to change super quick in the bathroom, but it’s not like the problem was entirely solved.

“What’s-“ He tilted his head towards you, face scrunching in concern. “Are you bleeding?”

“How did- better senses, that’s right,” you reminded yourself. “Um, yeah, I’m… you know.”

“Oh, okay.” He grinned, but then it faded. His stomach growled loudly.

You rolled your eyes. “I don’t know why you didn’t eat at all while we were down there.”

His face darkened. “I throw up regular food. I’ve tried. Raw meat has been the only thing that’s worked so far, but I haven’t had that in a while.”

Your stomach sunk at the realization of what he was saying.

“We just have to find… something. Maybe a class pet somewhere,” he said quickly, turning to cup your face. “I’d rather die than eat you, I promise. I won’t.”

You forced yourself to believe him. “I think Mr. Lee had a hamster, as sad as this is. I wonder, actually…” You trailed off, a strange thought crossing your mind.

It seemed to hit him at the same time.

“Hey, just saying… blood works great,” he hummed mischievously, backing you into the wall.

You grinned, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck. “Guess it’s time to eat, then.”

He hungrily connected your lips, but then drifted down to your collarbone to paint it red and purple. You sighed, letting your head fall back against the wall.

This boy does things to you. He’s always been hot, but holy shit, actually getting to taste him? It was almost euphoric.

Before you could make too much noise, he dragged you into the classroom across the hall, which was thankfully empty. Without disconnecting his lips from your skin, he nudged a desk over the door with his foot.

Without warning, he picked you all the way up, pressing you into the opposite wall, your thighs on either side of his face.

“Holy shit,” you gasped, caught off guard. “I think I forgot you have- better- FUCK.”

You cut yourself off when he lifted your skirt and pushed your underwear aside, immediately diving in. You knew he was technically satiating his own hunger, but he was so fucking good.

He mouthed a stripe up your entrance, then came back to suck at your clit agonizingly slowly. You tangled your hands in his hair, pushing him forward slightly, a silent plead to go faster.

He hummed, sending a tremor up your whole body. “Behave,” he mumbled against you. “If you’re good, I’ll be nice.”

You whimpered in response, running a hand through his hair.

For a while all he did was lick up and down your entrance, giving you almost nothing. Resisting the urge to use his face to fuck yourself was one of the most difficult things you’d ever done, but you let your head fall back against the wall, your bottom lip caught between your teeth.

But then he pushed his tongue inside you with no warning, and you gasped out a strangled moan.

He grinned against you, reaching down to circle your clit with his thumb.

“‘S this feel good?” he teased. Your grip tightened on his head.

“Please,” you whispered deliriously. “Please, please, please-“

“Please what, baby?” He stopped touching you entirely, pulling back enough so you could feel his breath on you. Blood covered the lower half of his face, which was a lot less concerning and a lot more attractive in this particular moment. “Use your words.”

“Please let me cum,” you begged, mostly unaware of what you were saying. “Please, I’ll be so good, please-“ You were once again cut off with a strangled moan as he went back in, this time going at a pace that was actually satisfying.

He paused long enough to say, “You can use me, baby. I’m all finished, it’s your turn now.”

“Fuck…” You finally took the opportunity to grind against his face, pushing his tongue deeper inside you. He moaned into you, and you nearly came right then and there.

You were faintly aware of the fact that if you screamed, you’d attract every zombie in the school. But with Gwi-nam’s face buried in your core, right on the edge, you couldn’t care less.

It didn’t take long for your vision to go white, and thankfully your orgasm was silent. Your eyes rolled up in your head, which hit the wall behind you once more, and pleasure rolled through you in waves. Once the stimulation became too much, you tapped Gwi-nam’s head, and he set you down.

Your legs immediately buckled, and he caught you with a barely restrained laugh. Red dripped from his face onto his shirt, your red, and it should not have been as hot as it was.

“Fuck, I love you,” you managed, collapsed against his chest. You were still half-delusional from the brain melting orgasm he managed to give you after only a few minutes.

“Is it that easy to slut you out?” he teased. You could only manage to swat at him half-heartedly.

“Fuck off,” you grumbled, and he finally did laugh, letting you sit so he could wipe his face with his shirt.

You spent the night curled up in his arms, laying with his back towards the door, just in case. But even though the world was ending, you had no family, and your friends were potentially dead, there was nowhere you’d rather be.

~~~~~~~~~~~~ fun fact, that was my first time writing smut. how’d I do?

[jimeslifediary]

𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘| Thief in her own home

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RUMBLING chapter 03: thief in her own house

SHE GETS UP TO THE SOUND OF HER FATHER HUMMING A SONG in the kitchen. She looks at the time and smiles when she notices that there are a couple of minutes left until her alarm goes off, but she stays lying in bed a little longer as she thinks. She remembered that her father always took care of preparing the food when the four of them lived together in the house that now belongs to her mother. The woman is a renowned lawyer, her father is a police officer on duty. She was too busy, with her nose buried in law books to remember that she had a family. Anyway, it was that job that allowed them to live a luxurious life.

Her parents consolidated the divorce a month after Haewon died. But they had been falling out of love for a long time. Kwang Hari, her mother, became one of the best lawyers in the country, she defends any client and wins, even those who have committed real crimes. Her father never agreed and the subject of divorce was something that was on her mother's mind since the first fight regarding a client of hers. Sullyoon always thought that Haewon, in a way, forced them to stay together with her small actions such as forcing her mother to eat fried chicken with them.

Sullyoon knows that her sister was obsessed with the idea of ​​a perfect family, she thinks that she would probably get depressed if she saw what they have become.

Sullyoon's alarm goes off and she decides to start her day.

She makes sure to wash her hair really well when she showers, she puts on only a little makeup because although she doesn't feel that makeup is suitable for school, her pale face needs a little color. She is grateful that her spare uniform has dried overnight, so she won't have to repeat the one she wore the day before. When she's fully dressed, she walks out of the room and heads to the dining room.

"Good morning, sweetie," her father's voice makes her raise her head and she smiles at him. "I packed you lunch for today."

Sullyoon grimaces.

"You know I can buy it at the school cafeteria. It wasn't necessary, dad," the redhead puts the lunch the man made for her in her bag.

Seunghyun doesn't say anything, instead he makes sure to bring the plates of food back to the table so his daughter can have a decent breakfast. He thinks that despite everything, there's still one thing he can do right for her: food. Sullyoon smiles at her father fondly as soon as he sits down in front of her and dedicates himself to eating in silence. If she's honest, she's glad to see her father a little more stable than he was the day before, his eyes no longer wandering off into space, he has a little more color in his face and, most importantly, his hands no longer shake every time he raises them.

They both finish their respective breakfasts in silence, and this time, the girl makes sure to pick up the dishes and wash them before her father can offer. She can tell she's genuinely smiling when she sees him walk over to the couch and grab a magazine, instead of going back to reviewing Haewon's case that's spread out on the board across half the apartment's living room. As she picks up the missing plates from the dining table, she feels her throat close up when her eyes meet the jars of Adderall her father has.

She looks up, he's still reading the magazine, too oblivious to his surroundings. She returns her eyes to the only full jar that even has the purchase receipt on the side. She looks up again, almost expecting to meet her father's eyes. It doesn't happen, he keeps reading. Sullyoon breathes heavily and presses her lips together. She feels like she could fall dizzy at any moment when she takes the jar and hides it in her pocket. Her hands shake as she takes the plates, she flees to the kitchen and focuses on washing them.

The redhead wonders over and over again how wrong she was. She knows her father has become addicted to that thing so he can focus better and not sleep, she knows that if he doesn't find them he becomes a little aggressive because in his mind it's the only way he can focus and finish Haewon's case. But Sullyoon doesn't want to know that her father has lost his life because he's an addict. She's stolen from her father, she feels worse than she ever imagined. But Sullyoon isn't going to back down.

"Leave that, honey," hearing her father's voice only makes her heart drop to her feet and for a moment, she thinks he knows, but when she looks, he's still reading. Sullyoon sighs inaudibly. He still doesn't know, "you'll be late and if your mother finds out that you were reported…"

Seunghyun doesn't need to finish that sentence. Sullyoon mostly lives with that woman and knows her well enough to know that she wouldn't like that. The girl makes sure she has her things, even with her heart thundering in her ears and the bottle of pills weighing her down in the pocket of her green sweater. She hangs her backpack on her shoulder and attracts the man's attention.

"Do you have your EpiPen?" he asks her with his eyebrows raised.

Sullyoon nods.

"Always."

Seunghyun nods pleased with the answer, the man stands up and approaches. Sullyoon can feel her whole body tense. She's nervous, she really thinks he knows, that she's taken his last supply of Adderall. She smiles nervously and prays that he doesn't notice. Her father, on the other hand, lightly surrounds her with his arms.

"Have a nice day, Sully." he pats her shoulder twice and she nods.

Sullyoon shakes her hand back and forth with the intention of leaving. Seunghyun doesn't stop her, nor does he intend to deal with Hari's bad temper, his ex-wife, if it were to happen that their daughter was late for school. So they say goodbye and the redhead leaves that apartment as fast as she can without him noticing that she is dying to leave. Outside, she walks away from the complex as fast as her legs allow her. She thinks that her father will come out to chase her, yelling that she is a bitch for having stolen from him. But he doesn't.

The Kim girl is only able to breathe properly when she has left the narrow streets and hits the main street. She has to stop for a moment, leans her back against a wall of a store and takes a deep breath. Little by little she can feel her pulse stop. Sullyoon is far away and she is safe. She reaches into her pocket and pulls out the bottle of pills, opening it and looking at the contents, round, blue pills. Sullyoon puts the bottle back away and this time picks up his phone.

«Adderall withdrawal symptoms.»

But Sullyoon is unable to see the options that appear on the web page she has entered, because her eyes fall on the time on the top left of her phone.

“Damn.”

The teenager starts running quickly on the way to school, forcing herself to contain the anxiety that comes from knowing that she has the Adderall in her pocket and force her characteristic smile. Usually, she is not late, she never runs to school because she is about to be held up to take her name on a report. But then again, extremes are not a good idea, because there she is, running on her way to school. Sullyoon feels like her legs are burning, she doesn't usually do that kind of activities, she's not used to running and she doesn't stay active, plus the panic attack she suffered that morning when she stole from her father doesn't help much either.

The redhead stops at a traffic light, shaking her left knee as she waits for it to turn green and she can enter her school. It feels like hours have passed, her eyes locked on the red man at the light, even though it's only been a couple of minutes. Sullyoon feels like she can breathe properly when the light turns green and she runs with the crowd, brushing her teacher's ruler with her side as they indicate that it's seven o'clock and whoever comes after is signed up. The girl turns on her heels, giving a quick glance to the students who have been left behind the ruler.

Sullyoon feels her heart stop when she sees Lee Cheongsan smirk at Nam Onjo. She feels an intense heat settle right where her heart should be and she frowns. She wishes he would look at her that way. She swallows, this is not the time to think about stupid things. Sullyoon turns around again and forces a smile, starting her day at school, waving a greeting to the students she doesn't remember.

Sullyoon is the star girl, after all.

[sweetrabbit]

i’ll always be on your side

pairings: Choi Nam Ra x welfie! gn reader

genre: angst, established-secretive relationship

summary: an already distressed y/n, afraid to lose their girlfriend, now was afraid their girlfriend would be afraid of them. was it na yeons eyes fooling her? or was it just to keep her pride up, to prove everyone she’s right, and y/n was really infected?

warning/s: blood, sort of canon character death (? i just switched it to y/n instead of gyeongsu im so sorry im so lazy 😭) sort of aouad spoilers?? some fighting ig

a/n: SORRY ITS SO LONG, I DIDNT KNOW WHAT TO CUT OUT BC I THOUGHT IT WAS ALL IMPORTANT, i loved the idea of the losing dogs metaphor and i’ve been meaning to write for a fem character i, thank you sm for the request! I’M SOR TRY AGAIN IF ITS NOT HOW YOU WANTED IT TO BE OR IF IT WAS BORING

SORT OF inspired by ‘I Bet on Losing Dogs’ by Mitski!

under a tree, nearby Hyosan Highschool sat two juniors, Ms. Prez and her lover.

though it was labeled as a date, it felt more like nam ra studying and y/n keeping them company.

many thoughts ran through y/n’s head, they all consisted of doubt and fear. ‘why has nam ra been ignoring me? have i said something to anger her? maybe she just wants to focus on her studies, she does have high expectations. but what if she isn’t fond of me anymore?’ as the thoughts slowly accumulate to worse scenarios, nam ra catches y/n’s distressed state.

trying to comfort someone was foreign to her, she has never seen y/n so worried. “are you ok, dear?”

the nickname that was laced with a sweet tone brought y/n out of their thoughts. “mmhmm yeah, i think we should head back before we’re late for class.”

to that nam ra nods, grabbing y/n’s hand in the process.

but then all hell breaks loose. left and right, students are attacking one another, their eyes flair red, a monstrous emotion replaces their previous happy aspect.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

the once joyful class of 2-5, was now in fear. the stares that beat down y/n after lee na yeon had rudely accused them of being infected.

“it’s nothing, didn’t you see su hyeok hit me with the end of the mop?” y/n walks casually but na yeon is quick to stop them “stay there, don’t come any closer.”

“i wasn’t bitten..” nervous sweat drizzles down their forehead, the blood that wasn’t wiped slowly touching their index finger, but a scratch catches na yeons eyesight.

“your hand! explain that.” her breath shudders, an annoyed look comes across “my hand scratched the broken glass.”

their angered voice booming through the room, their other classmates, including Ms. Park to backs up.

“all you do is lie and be in denial, like the welfie you are.”

but before y/n could attack na yeon, cheong san goes to check up the supposed ‘bite’

“it’s just a scratch, you can check if you want.” once cheong san confirms the theory, the others finally believe y/n’s protest.

“go apologize to y/n, they did nothing, c’mon end this already.” dae su speaks up for everyone else.

“no, i’m not, why should i? i saw that thing grab them, they have a open wound too, what if they got infected through that? i’m right aren’t i? gyeong su was there, you saw too, right?” the girl in a bright ping cardigan yells out.

“na yeon, enough.” Ms. Park cuts na yeon’s nonsense “wait, can touching one’s hand infect them?” cheong san points out, it wasn’t proven anyway, so how would na yeon know?

“i don’t know, but they might-“

“i held i sak’s hand when she fell. why is nothing happening to me?” on jo defends their friend, sadness and guilt growing inside her at the thought of i sak.

“because they have a cut, and since there’s a open wound, it’s probably gonna be different.”

the class fight’s back and forth. “for the sake of na yeon, i’ll just stay in the recording room for 30 minutes, you happy?” y/n shoves their classmates shoulder in the process of entering the petite room.

only nam ra notices na yeon’s gleam towards the blood covered stick.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

“it’s been over an hour and y/n still doesn’t wanna go out.” ji min whines. “they’re stubborn like that sometimes, i’ll go talk to them.” nam ra’s tone was soft, trying to grab the handle of the wooden door.

“why should you go? if anyone, it should be na yeon.” ji min cut in as everyone looks at the snob.

“why should i” a frustrated sigh runs through everyones lips. “they’re like this because of you!”

“everyone stop. na yeon, you promised to apologize to y/n after 30 minutes remember? it’s been 30 minutes.” na yeon hums before getting up.

her hands in her pockets as if she was hiding something. everyone was shocked at her sudden change of character, all but nam ra, something didn’t feel right about this, but she couldn’t put a finger on it.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

“oh my god, she’s touching them!” dae su chuckles, su hyeok giggling from behind.

nam ra stands abruptly, going to watch the scene unfold, afraid something might happen.

as she watches the dirty cloth touch her lovers hand, she can do nothing but watch, unsure if what she saw was true, she stood there in place, unable to move and too shocked, her mouth was agape watching the face of her beloved contort to discomfort.

“i suspected you because the situation called for it, and i was really mad earlier. i’m still mad at you. you know i’ve always looked down on you” a harsh glare setting down on her classmate, making them even more uncomfortable. “it’s fine, it’s all in the past. let’s just go.” y/n says, looking at nam ra for any sort of comfort.

“i’m not apologizing. you deserve to be looked down on. our complex banned you wefies, but you force your way in. and how dare you push me? you thought i’d apologize? everyone was taking your side, i was cornered because of a nobody like you, always hiding behind class prez like she could do anything. stay the full hour. i hope you never come back.” her confident smirk runs onto her features.

“you can talk about me all you want, but you keep nam ra out of this.” y/n pushes na yeon, causing her to stumble on a few recording equipment.

na yeon gets back on her two feet, walking away whispering a small “fucking welfie” everyone claps at the scene they thought they understood.

“YOU’RE A FUCKING CHEAT!” y/n repeats the sentence trying to get to the brat in-front of them but cheongsan, su hyeok and even Ms. Park stopped them.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

the boys, including nam ra are trying to calm y/n down, as Ms. Park and the girls scold na yeon.

“and what if i’m right? will you all finally admit i saved you all, huh? oh look.” na yeon looks at y/n, the blood running down their nose once again, fear running through everyone’s faces.

a confused look on y/n’s face, slowly feeling warm liquid on their face.

“hey, y/n, why don’t you just go back to the room ok? maybe we can figure this out.” Ms. Park says, everyone watching their classmate stare at their shaking hands.

“i hope you’re happy.” y/n stares at na yeon, and then back at the others. “thank you, thank you everyone, please go back home and be safe, okay?” a sad smile runs along their features.

nam ra tries to grab them “no, no maybe, maybe its just a normal nose bleed, hm? maybe its a misunderstanding, ok you aren’t one of them ok?”

“it’s ok, this is for the best, please stay back. i’d never forgive myself if i were to inflict pain onto you.” they slowly walk through the door.

“no please, you’re my baby ok? you aren’t one of them, you’re mine and no one could take you away from me, remember what you said? please say you’re still my baby..” tears run down both their faces “i will always be your baby, love.” they place a haste kiss on nam ra’s lips, making sure there was no infected blood on her “i love you.”

“thank you for everything, stay alive.”

their bones tick dramatically, before running out the door as fast as they can.

the once quiet girl now sobs loudly trying to get to the door, but su hyeok holds her back. “no please, please i have to go after them, they aren’t a zombie ok? i know i’ll just get them.” her voice shudders, the rest of the class heart breaks at the scene.

y/n outside listening to nam ra’s cries “you were never one to show emotions, but i’m glad i got to spend my last few minutes with you, darling.” their eyes shoot into the deep crimson, turning into the rest, running in a fast pace, desperate for food.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

“why did you have to turn?” gyeong su, dae su and woo jin all share a tissue.

“i told you all they were infected.” na yeon’s pride grows bigger. “well, are you happy now?” dae su stops to argue.

“you were all wrong. only i was right. what would you even do without me?” na yeon rolls her eyes, going back to stare at nothing. revising the scene in her mind as if it were to boost her ego, when only it made her feel guiltier knowing she killed someone’s significant other for the sake of her pride.

“hey, maybe you did it.” nam ra goes to avenge her lover, though it sounded more of a claim than a question.

the stare that she gave na yeon made the atmosphere of the room more tense. “i saw everything. na yeon…”

“what? what did you see?” the girl infront of nam ra grows impatient, scared that she’s been caught.

“you are the one who did it.” nam ras voice was low compared to na yeons crying.

“who did what? i didn’t do anything to y/n.”

“i didn’t say anything about y/n.” the thought of their significant other stung her, but she stayed strong. “while we were all watching y/n, you were in the back alone. “you wiped that blood with your handkerchief.” nam ra points at the now clean mop. “you wiped that on the scratches on y/n’s hand.”

and as much as na yeon tried to proclaim thag it wasn’t her, she knew deep down that if she kept up this act, everyone would catch on. “i did not.”

“it’s in your pocket.”

“so what?”

“take it out.”

“no”

“take it out.”

“i said no.” na yeon goes to slap nam ra’s “should i take it out?” the raven headed girl goes to grab the towel, only for her hand to be pulled aways.

“fuck you. who do you think you are? class president?” nam ra was quick to slap the remark off her mouth, a red hue growing onto her cheeks.

“you never treated me like president. only y/n ever showed me respect, always so sweet and nurturing to the others, why else do you think everyone sided with them and not you?”

“nam ra, enough. nam ra, you do realize what you’re saying right now? if thats true, then it means na yeon killed y/n.” Ms. Park stops the quarrel between the two girls.

“it’s true, na yeon did it. she killed them.”

“you fucking cunt.” na yeon throws the handkerchief at her face. “there, happy?”

“this is blood.” nam ra observes the dirty hanky. “i wiped y/n’s hand.”

“this is their blood? then put it on your wound. wipe yourself with it if you’re so confident.” nam ra hands the napkin back. “like their blood is so clean? they were a zombie.”

“they were just fine until you infected them with your handkerchief.” nam ra pokes at na yeons head “DAMN IT! IT WASN’T ME!” na yeon grabs the wipe from the ground, hesitating to place it onto her wound.

“don’t do it, stop it. let go. i said stop it, let go.” Ms. Park couldn’t bare to lose another student, they felt like her very own children.

“Leave me alone! Fuck! should i die too then, huh? that’s what you want isn’t it? why is y/n better than me? that filthy welfie pushed me.”

before Ms. Park could say anything, nam ra pushed na yeon to the ground “you have no right to call them that way after you killed them. you’re a murderer.” nam ra was furious, how could she ever say that?

na yeon looks up, teary eyed. so now she was playing the victim card after doing something unforgivable?

“i have no friends at all. i don’t need any of you. fuck you.” everyone looks down at her, as if she deserved their pity. she wasn’t entitled to say any of these things, so why?

she walked out, woo jin however trying to stop her, but Ms. Park got there first.

“listen.. no matter what happens, you stay alive. also, you must never take a life. if you cause someone else to die, life becomes completely meaningless. all right?”

her last lesson, her last smile at her beloved class. oh how she’d miss these wonderful children, never failing to bring a smile on her face everyday. going out the room was hard, but she had to do it to protect them from whatever was happening outside.

and hopefully, hopefully they’d all wake up from this terrible nightmare. tears and blood staining their face, including the uniform that once represented their school.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

after the city of Hyosan was bombed, nam ra decided to visit a area that meant a lot.

“i miss you everyday, y/n, and it hurts me all the time knowing i couldn’t protect you, but i’m glad you’re now safe up there.” nam ra places a few flowers, snacks and the pieces of papers they handed each other before the chaos onto the tree that represented their love for one another.

“i love you.”

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[jungwonator]

Food [cheong san x fem!reader]

Authors note: quite cringey if you ask me🧍‍♀️(short)

Summary: A reader who insisted to get food for the group because she was starving :)

3:40 PM, the group heard a series of knocks on the door. They all looked at each other mentally betting whose going to check. Everyone stared at Cheong San. Su hyeok was currently comforting Nam Ra so there was no chance they were gonna interrupt. Cheong San stood up, cautiously walking near the door peeking through the classroom window covered with all sorts of things. His face lightens up and quickly opened the door to [name] who insisted to get at least a little food from the storage room. He was filled with relief as he had tried to convince [name] to let him tag along. She sighed contently as she dropped the bag filled with food and drinks. The group cheered happily as they looked at the bag making sure they have enough for a few days. [name] sat down on one of the room’s corner and closed her eyes until she felt a head rest on her shoulder, smiling. She rested hers and fiddled with his fingers before she went on a peaceful slumber. [name]’s shoulder was lightly hit by a plastic bag, waking her. Fluttering her eyes, she saw Cheong san handing her a bag of biscuits as he opened his. [name]’s face was etched with a grin and gladly took it from him and started munching.

“Cheong san.” [name] spoke up as he hummed in response before turning to face her. She looked like she was fading. The boy scrubbed his eyes aggressively making sure his eyes weren’t playing tricks on him. Not until [name] muttered a confusing phrase. “Wake up”

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“Oy! Wake up.” On Jo continuously shook his dozed off friend. Cheong san shook his head frantically looking all over the room for any sign of her. He gulped “Has Y/n come back yet?” The group looked at him confused. He tilted his head.

“Y/n’s not back yet you silly goose”

“Cheong san, she’s dead.” And then it clicked. The time he was running away from a zombie trying to go back to the classroom after looking for her. He looked at his back and saw her face that he could always differentiate no matter how many people she was with. Except, she looked at him with an intent to kill and not like how she would admire him thinking he didn’t know. Guilt immediately drowned him. If he had pushed a little more to come with her, would she still be alive? Breathing? If he had sneakily followed her, would she still have been smiling at him? Unknowingly, tears rushed down his face. The light of his life was dead. The only reason he pushed through after Gyeong su died. [name] is dead because of you. His head kept repeating this like some kind of evil motto. He couldn’t even get to say a proper goodbye. Let alone telling her he loved her so much he could die. Oh the things he would do to bring you back.

First post :D

Tbh i dont really like how i wrote this but 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️. Also, taking requests bc i’m hopeful one sees this lol

[quack-quack-snacks]

All Of Us Are Dead

Lee, Su-hyeok

Star Crossed Lee Su-hyeok × Fem!Reader Series Word Count: 18,818 (So Far) Genre: Fluff / Angst / Zombie Apocalypse / Survival / Fighting Warnings: Basically normal AOUAD things, ultra fluff at times Series On Hiatus

Yoon, Gwi-nam

WE DO NOT CONDONE SEXUAL HARASSMENT OR SEXUAL ASSAULT ON THIS BLOG. For all my AOUAD stories, I will make it so that Gwi-nam is still the bully (unless stated otherwise) but never sexually harassed or assaulted anyone.

Sleepy Yoon Gwi-nam x Fem! Reader One Shot Word Count: 6,106 Genre: Fluff / Survival Warnings: Zombies, fighting, normal AOUAD things Complete

I am no longer writing for this fandom. Have a great day!!!

[fushigur0ll]

— 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄?

nam-ra x fem!reader

note — fluff, post-apocalypse, crack, platonic relationship<3

characters — nam-ra, su-hyeok, cheong-san, & gyeong-su

— you and nam-ra just hangout at your favourite tree by the field, enjoying each others company. she’s been having this thought about how you wouldn’t be her friend anymore because of how she is as a person and how you would get bored of her, you cheer her up and reassure your best friend!!

“nam-ra, why are you more quiet then ever today?” you lean your chin on her shoulder, staring at her side profile, curious about her attitude today. you have been suspicious of your best-friend since the week started. she has been more distant and quiet. for some reason you thought that she needed her space for a test she has coming up but that’s not the case seeing as she will always tell you before hand. you both have that friendship where it’s just plain honesty, no lying, no beating around the bush, it’s just the straight words and truth. you can’t really say she’s being honest it lying because she’s not really saying anything…yeah.

you had grabbed her hand and dragged her to your spot which is on this little hill where right on top of it has this nice tree that has the perfect shade when the days were hot. you can see the filed and the school from there and it was nice to see everyone on the field playing soccer while you’re drawing and listening to music and nam-ra would listen to her music and study.

this would happen everyday, you would share snacks as well, laugh and share words with each-other but this week it’s just..i don’t know, it’s suspicious and weird and you were going to get to the bottom of it. before you had dragged her to the spot, you had asked around. your other friends as to what was wrong with her. if she was more quiet, standoffish?, distant? you just needed to figure it out but they all said the same was which they didn’t know.

so now to the present, there you are laying your chin on her shoulder and looking at her face intensely trying to get an answer out of her. nam-ra, who was looking at her notes had side glanced you and looks towards the feiles where students played soccer as always, and let out a deep breath. “you really wanna know?” she says softly, not glancing at you but still on the field.

your eyes widen at hearing her soft voice, the corners of your lips lifting as you finally get words out of her. you let out a breath as well, moving your temple to rest against her shoulder while you, as well, look at the field. “of course i do..you’ve been quiet for like this entire week now. i just wan a know what happening with you,” you lift your head up and sit closer to her, grabbing her hand with both of yours and stared at her face with plead. “is it something i did?”

she immediately shook her head no and looked at where her hand is in both of yours. she snorts but it’s sounds like a huff as she shakes her head again, seemingly likes she’s disagreeing with her thoughts. “it’s dumb, really…i know you’ll pinch me for this” you tilt your head in confusion. “why would i pinch you?” you ask innocently.

she narrowed her eyes the tiniest bit and you slump in place knowing that you shouldn’t be acting innocent. you sigh and squeezed her hands in your hers letting her know you wouldn’t do anything. she closes her eyes and lets out a breath before opening them and looking straight at you with a slight frown.

“the reason why i’ve been distant with you is because i’m afraid you’ll get tired of me…you wouldn’t. want to hang out with someone like me.” your left eye twitches and you have to restrain yourself from pinching her. you call yourself down and you look at her with a frown as well. “why would you think like that? have i done something wrong for you to think like that?” you asked.

she shakes her head immediately. “no no, you could never do anything to make me do this to you…i just…it’s like you’re more energetic then i am..people tak to you more then me and i’m afraid that you’ll start siding with them and leave me behind so..” when she trailed off you continued for her.

“you wanted to leave me behind first before i did it to you.”

she nods slowly and sadly. you let out another side, moving forward to cup her face into your hands, making her look at you. “nam-ra, you shouldn’t have to feel like i would leave you behind. i enevr left you behind when we were kids, i never left you behind when we were in middle school, so why would i leave you now? you don’t have to be distant or change yourself for the sake of having to keep me with you. i’ll always be with you. i love you too much to leave you behind.” you tell her sincerely.

her mouth opens a bit, staring at you with shock. “you love me?” you nod your head, with a small smile. “of course i do. i know i haven’t said it in a long while but i still and always will love you.” your sincere brings a small smile to her face and she holds your hands that are cupping her face. “…i love you too.”

you start smiling as well and you bring her into a soft and love surrounding hug. she hugs you back tightly, laying her head on your shoulder, taking in this soft moment. you sway her slowly, left to right knowing you both don’t want to let go….that is until 3 certain BOYS had to ruin the moment.

“awhhhhh you guys are so cute~” you groan as you hear a familiar voice, you look behind nam-ra and see su-hyeok, cheong-san, & gyeong-su standing there huddled up too close and staring at you both with big smiles. “can we get in on the love too?” cheong-sam asks, opening his arms out wide.

you chuckle and shake your head, letting go of the hug but you still hold on to her hands.

“you guys love to ruin the moment, huh?” they all nod furiously while running up to you both and pulling you all in for a hug. “group hug is the best hug for comfort!” gyeong-su says holding you tight.l from the behind. “don’t be afraid to ask for cuddles as well” su-hyeok winks at the both you from nam-ra’s side. you both just laughed and gave into the hug.

at this point, this is a memory nam-ra could remember for a long time. her best-friend and all her friends giving her the love she always needed and wanted but never asked for..scared to ask for in the first place. a small smile grows on her face as she closes her eyes and hugs you tightly with the boys surrounding you two, doing the same. she loves you so now she can love all of them too.

fushigur0ll © 2021 all right reserved.

[heavens-moonlight]

𝐆𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 | 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬

ᴘʀᴏʟᴏɢᴜᴇ

[ 𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐒𝐮-𝐇𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐤 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ]

❝𝒀𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒚, 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚…𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈.❞

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰’𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐳𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫; 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲, 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢-𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 😂. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐬 𝐈’𝐦 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞-𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭? 𝐈’𝐦 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 (𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬-𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞!) 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨! 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧! ♡

❥ This book is purely a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are entirely products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual events, locals, persons, living or dead, is absolutely coincidental.

❥ All credit goes to the creators of Netflix’s All of Us Are Dead and the webtoon it’s based off of by the same name for the characters, plotline, and overarching flow of events. I do not own anything aside from the creative license of elements that deviate from the original works including, but not limited to, dialogue, characterization, narrative, and reader-insert.

❥ The following themes may trigger some readers, so please read at your own risk: blood, brutality, bullying, death, gore, violence, and vulgarity. Due to the aforementioned cautions, the rating will be set at T.

❥ There will be blatant reference to the reader being female, and so I would like to make that clear for everyone to know what they’re getting into. If you’re not comfortable with she/her pronouns, do feel free to pass this one by, or if you so choose, you may change them in your mind to fit your own labels as you read. I would hate for someone to assume that this book is gender neutral only to be disappointed by my lack of transparency, so I am sure this message will be appreciated for those who expected otherwise.

❥ The reader (named) will have a few love interests, though all will be unrequited on those character’s parts as the relationship with Su-Hyeok is set in stone.

❥ Matching necklaces with Su-Hyeok:

❥ For the purposes of the story and ease of reader insert, neither On-Jo nor Nam-Ra will have any sort of affection for Su-Hyeok other than platonic love.

❥ I will include some excerpts from one-shots I have written before where I see fit, so if you would like to see the full works, please check out my Su-Hyeok x Fem! reader imagines collection. Most are set in pre-apocalypse times, and I think it can provide a glimpse into the relationship and dynamics of all the characters for better background understanding.

❥ Let me know if you encounter any typographical or grammatical errors at any point in the story, as I would love to make immediate changes I might have missed during editing.

Please do not plagiarize, translate, distribute, or upload my work elsewhere and claim it under a different name.

Thank you for giving this story a chance, and if you enjoy my writing, please leave comments and likes as it greatly motivates me! ♡

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