i wish that flower crown was mine

Hamilton One Shots Masterlist

(** Cutting/Suicide Warning) (<> Dysphoria Warning) (# Possible Trigger Warning)

Elams:

My Baby’s Havin’ a Baby
     Sequel: Hard Times <>

HamLaf:

I Still Miss You **

Bar Room Jealousy

Hamilsquad:

Miranda - An American Musical

Dear Theodosia…

Hamliza:

Truth or Date - I Mean Dare

Hercgelica:

Mama Angie

Herc x Peggy:

Coffee Shop Madness

Jamilton:

Jealousy Is Not Becoming

Happy Easter!

Twelve Years of Pinning

JeffMads:

Jealousy Looks Good On You…

Kingbury:

May God Strike Me Dead

Your Majesty

Lams:

Best of Husbands, Best of Men

Protective John <>

Rain, Rain, Go Away #

Say Yes To This

Coffee Shop Horrors

Take A Break

You’re Never Alone **

Thanks Jessica

Fluffy - Dog and Fic

I Wish I Was Him…

Philip Hamilton-Laurens

LafLams:

Morning Drabble

Wedding Night

Laurette:

Cooking Problems

Laurens x Lee

Mess With Him, You Get Me #

Leggy:

Almost Wed

Marliza:

Mulette:

Peggy x Maria:

Make It Official? 

Philidosia:

Be My Valentime?

Poly Squad:

Reader Insert:

Eliza x Reader - Sad Times #

Anthony x Reader - Art Class Mishap

Anthony x Reader - Flower First Date

Philip X Reader - Flower Crown Bandit

Thomas x John:

You’re Mine

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Head Canons:

thatswhatiam98  asked:

Happy birthday Nagito! Hope you have a wonderful day, I'm sure Hajime and the others will make it the best for you 🌼 Since you are a spring child, here's a flower crown as a gift for you, hope you like it ^^ *hands it to him*

To think so many people would want to wish me a happy birthday, today is truly a lucky day. Thank you very much, I will treasure all of your gifts.


And happy birthday to you too anon. I hope your day was as good as mine.

Flower Girl (Newt x Reader)

Character: Newt

Fandom: Maze Runner

Categories: Reader Insert, Female!Reader, Angst

Title: Flower Girl


Requested by anon:

what about a newt x reader set in the death cure, reader has the flare but keeps herself in high spirits despite it all by making flower crowns and so she makes newt (who she really likes ever since seeing him) one to get him to smile, fast forward to newt begging thomas to kill him and after its all said and done the reader sits by his body making flower crown after flower crown for him

 

WARNING: Spoilers from the Death Cure and some serious feels right here. For real. Also, this is pretty angsty.


A/N: Everytime you guys ask me for something like this, it’s really hard to write because feels. But I still did my best and I hope you all enjoy it. Beware of the sadness! Sorry for the feels.


I could feel the Flare slowly but surely getting to my head. Ever since Rat Man read the list and said I wasn’t immune. Maybe it was psychological and I was making it all more obvious.

Still, I wouldn’t give up. It was probably the feeling of hatred and revenge what kept me going. Not allowing those WICKED shucks to achieve the satisfaction of watching me crumble. Or maybe it was that I forced myself to stay strong for them. My friends.

Anywhere we went I picked up flowers and used them to make flower crowns for them. Not only it distracted and relaxed me, keeping my sick mind off the horrible situation at hand. It also seemed to turn everything a bit brighter when I gave the flower crowns to the boys.

That was the reason why they began calling me ‘The Flower Girl’. Well, a certain boy did and they all followed.

Even in the Glade, I enjoyed being with Newt and Zart caring to the Gardens and made it as a Track-Hoe myself. And that habit carried on until then.

I guess the beauty of the flowers eclipsed the cruel and hollow world that surrounded us.

But Minho would always say that my tattoo should have read ‘Property of WICKED. Subject A15, The Flower Girl’ which at least lightened up the mood.

Something felt strange in my brain, and I knew it was the Flare, so I focused in my hands slowly moving to join the flowers together into a crown.

When I finished another flower crown of the endless others I had made, I looked up. I had almost forgotten that the Gladers were around me talking.

Should they run away? Should they let WICKED take out the Swipe to remember?

I blocked out everything while I did flower crowns, trying to shield myself from the reality. I just stayed there quietly and the boys had learnt to leave me to it.

Newt even was kind enough once to ask the Creators for a little bag I could carry on my belt to keep my flowers. Ever since he gave it to me in the Glade, I had worn it.

I finally spotted him, sitting in the floor with a haunting gaze that meant he was lost in his own thoughts.

Trying to make a lot of noise not to startle him when I ripped him from his reflection, I sat down next to him.

He didn’t look at me, but he rolled his shoulders and I sensed a slight change on his demeanor. He knew I was there with him.

We didn’t talk as much as we used to. We were really good friends in the Glade, and I must confess I had liked him ever since I arrived in the Box and he comforted me when I started crying out of sheer panic.

“I made you another one” I just said, my voice low and quivering.

Newt slowly shifted his glare towards me and his brown eyes met mine.

I put the flower crown over his hair, and adjusted it on his head.

Newt’s smile finally appeared after so long. Feeling free to breathe after being aware of that heavy void in my chest, I sighed.

“Thanks, love” His smile was so bright that it made me smile too in spite of myself.

“Make sure Minho doesn’t take it this time” I joked, reaching out to put a tuft of his dirty blond hair away from his eyes.

Before I got back to my spot, he held me by the wrist.

“How do you do it, Y/N?” He asked me all of a sudden.

“It’s not hard, you just take the flowers and begin-“

“No” Newt interrupted me sternly yet discouraged. “Stay strong”

The smile erased from my lips just as his did.

I was silent for a few seconds, trying to find the right words to express myself.

“I can’t just let them win”

*

Ever since Newt ran away, I had been searching for him. Seeing him smile whenever I gave him a flower crown was one of the very few things that kept me from completely giving up to the Flare and becoming one of those Cranks.

And I had finally found him. I just wished I hadn’t.

Newt lied limply on the floor, his brown eyes open. Any light they once had was gone and at the exact moment I realized that, I finally collapsed.

There was a mortal wound on his forehead which had presumable taken his life. The dry blood sticked to his skin.

What had happened? Who had done that to him?!

I dropped on my knees, feeling weak and trembling.

“Newt…” I whispered, gently closing his eyes as mine filled with unshed tears.

I let myself fall on my butt and watched his still form in shock. I wished I could do something, I wish I could have stopped whoever did that.

But a part of me knew that might have been a mistake. Because like me, Newt had been trying to stay strong for himself and for his friends. But he wasn’t handling it very well.

I held my hand out to push his hair out of his eyes like I had done so many times before.

It was then when I noticed a flower crown in the floor, right next to him. He had kept it with him.

A tear finally slipped off my cheek and onto the ground as I stretched out to pick the flower crown up.

I gingerly put it on his head and adjusted it. But he wouldn’t thank me that time. And I wouldn’t get to see his smile ever again.

“At least now you can be free” I said to him in a sob. “You found your cure, Newt”

My voice broke and all I could do was cry while I felt my heart shattering.

From that moment on, I stopped fighting. I didn’t care about the Flare or about anything. I didn’t care if I went past the Gone. Staying strong for so long made me weak. I couldn’t take it any longer.

I just sat there, trying to make my crazy mind accept the fact that he was gone. It might have been the Flare, but it couldn’t wrap around the concept that Newt was dead.

With shaky hands I opened the bag I carried around my waist and began making a flower crown. The tears blurred my vision, but my hands kept working and my fingers kept moving.

I didn’t move from there for hours. I just focused on making something beautiful that would take my mind off that ugly and shucked up world.

And there I would remain, making flower crowns nonstop for the boy who kept everyone together but himself, crying the loss of the glue that could fix everything but himself.

[TRANS] 160520 Woohyun Yongsan Fan Sign - Fan Accounts

Fan Account 1 (twt nam_shu01)

WH: XX, hi~
Fan: Hello..
WH: Wow, what grade are you in~? (signing
Fan: Middle school 3rd year!
WH: Middle school 3rd year?! Middle school 3rd year??!! Then…born in 2000??
Fan: Born in 2001!
WH: Born in 2001?!!?!!
Fan: Yeah..ㅎㅎㅎ
WH: Do you want to get married to oppa?ㅎㅎ
Fan: Yesㅠㅜ
WH: That’s a crime, a crime!! Grow a bit more and then come back, okay~?
Fan: Hehe (holds out a choker) Oppa, can you wear this just once..?
WH: Huh? Where do you put this on?
Fan: On your neck!
WH: My neck? Put this on for me~ (sticks his face forward
Fan: H..Huh? Okay..!! (trembling
Manager: No it takes too long. Just put it on his arm or go
Fan: (hesitating
WH: Ah, leave the kid alone, she’s putting it on for me. Go on, put it on, put it on for me, XX-ya~
Fan: (trembling) (It doesn’t fit Woohyun’s neck very well; struggling because it barely goes around his neck)
Manager: No, it’s too small, it’s too small. Go
WH: No, she’s done! Thank you~ (Locks fingers for both hands and shakes them)
Fan: Hehe oppa, can I get your thumbprint on the album…?
WH: Thumbprint? Haa~ (blows air on his thumb and stamps it) Touch it when you want to hold hands with me!!ㅋㅋ
Fan: Thank youㅠㅠㅠ
WH: ㅎㅎTake care~~~~

I literally came back crying ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ
After he was done with signing, Woohyun touched the choker and said “I’m gonna take it off it’s too suffocating I can’t breathe”ㅋㅋㅋㅋ I felt really bad and couldn’t say anything but others told him to keep wearing it and hang on for a little longer..ㅋㅋㅋㅋ Thank you..

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Fan Account 2 (twt 89to93)

During the fan sign he talked for a long timeㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ Even when the staff was telling us to go, Woohyunie kept holding on to the album, didn’t let go of fan’s hand, and kept talking and stuffㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ

He was talking with a fan
And when the staff was like we’ll move on now
Woohyunie said after I listen to herㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠNam Woohyun I love youㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ

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Fan Account 3 (twt LupinNamu)

I’ll say this again..
Me: Am I cute?
WH: Of course
Me: Do you like me?
WH: No I love you
(Faints

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Fan Account 4 (twt namstarnam)

Me: Oppa hello
WH: Oh? Long time no see
Me: Do you remember me?
WH: Yes, but I know for sure that I’m not an oppa to you
Me: Darn it (Both laugh)
WH: How old your son now?
Me: 5 years old
WH: Wow he must’ve grown so much

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Fan Account 5 (twt ifntranyo)

So effing cute how he smiles after hiding the album and the fan looks back
Some fan reached out to get her album and he was like fooling around hiding it behind his back so effing cute ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ so cute ㅠㅠㅠㅠ Nam Woohyun is the cutest in this world ㅠㅠㅠㅠ He would rub the album on his clothes saying that it got dirty with his fingerprints ㅠㅜㅜㅜㅜㅜ (dead)

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Fan Account 6 (twt dropp8482)

Thank you for wearing this flower crown for so longㅜ so prettyㅜ
When I said “Long time no see” and he said “I know, I missed you”, I had to hold my tears back. Put the flower crown on him and quivered cuz he was so pretty
Our beautiful Namu I love you

Said it’s his wish to make a small theater and hold performances there, hold events there, and meet with fans. 200, 300 seats ㅋㅋ He says the competition is our own ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

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Fan Account 7 (twt oooziyoung)

My fan account for Woohyun’s fan sign
Me: Sobㅠㅠ Oppa on mine your eyes are open ㅜㅜ (T/N: Talking about the album)
WH: Oh? It’s the limited edition? ㅋㅋ What number are you?
Me: 971
WH: You barely made itㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

Me: Oppa can I show you the prettiest thing in this world?
WH: (confused Namu)
Me: (shows him the mirror)
WH: I am pretty
Me: Prettiest in this world (x2) Oppa can I pet your head just this once? (T/N: The way she phrases it makes it hard to distinguish who’s supposed to pet whose head)
WH: (extends his hand to pet my head)
Me: No, I’ll do it
—-interruption—-
WH: No it’s okay (then stuck his head out ㅜㅠ)
Me: (pet pet)
WH: How is it?
Me: (thumbs up)
I went back (to my seat) after saying bye with our fingers laced sobㅜㅜㅜㅜㅜㅜㅠㅜ You’re too handsome ㅠㅜㅜㅠ


Translated by: togetherinspirit7
Credit: Twitter