I was drowning myself
In whiskey and regret
When she walked through the door,
A glowing apparition
That made my gut churn
And my head spin
I could taste her on my tongue,
That last time we laid
In fields of green
During a golden summer.
Her laughter is in my mind,
A crown of flowers,
Atop her chestnut curls.
Green eyes glittering
Her hand warm and soft
Until it wasn’t.
Those emerald eyes I knew so well
Across the room,
And I am transfixed.
Loving her was never a choice,
It was in my blood.
I just realized it thirty years
My mother once told me,
‘Nothing good can come
From second chances
Or broken promises,’
And oh god how I wish she was wrong.
Because I can still feel that fair skin,
Lush feminine heat enveloping me
As her body lay nestled in my arms.
But that’s the thing about brokenness,
Even though the cracks
Let some light shine through,
The root of darkness still lies within.
And I was always far too broken
To ever hold something that
In my hands.
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.
I haven’t drawn in like a few weeks so I decided to do some quick sketches of these bbys in flower crowns. I’m still deciding if I want to line and color them or leave them like this. Tagging @shiranuigenma because I decided to draw Senbae for her (first time I’ve drawn him too ahaha). Also tagging @pyroinquisitor bc Pyro’s the one that called him Senbae. I also am the worst at drawing Kakashi with a mask so y’all get to see his beautiful face.
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
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
“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
“How do you do it, Y/N?” He asked me all of a
“It’s not hard, you just take the flowers and
“No” Newt interrupted me sternly yet
discouraged. “Stay strong”
The smile erased from my lips just as his
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
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
“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
“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..
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
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
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
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)
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
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