just walking around looking like dead people

anonymous asked:

hc of mc and rfa+v&saeran breaking up because of something terrible that happened, but they still love eachother, and after the breakup they don't talk for like six months and when they meet again in like a coffee shop or something on accident they become friends again and after a few days they're like LETS DO A ROUND TWO SHALL WE!~? i'd be really really grateful i love your writing🌟

This is so cute!

~Omg my heart!

{Requests are Closed}

◉ Yoosung

  • It had been a while since you saw Yoosung
  • Or even talked to him
  • You don’t know how things ended up the way they did
  • Your relationship went from passionate to feeling more like roommates
  • Yoosung was always on his computer instead of spending time with you
  • And one night you couldn’t take it anymore
  • You packed up your things and you both were crying
  • Saying maybe it was for the best
  • You spent a lot of teary nights staring at your phone thinking maybe he’d call or text
  • But he never did
  • And you never did…
  • You were out shopping and decided to grab a coffee
  • After paying and grabbing it from the counter
  • A familiar voice called your name from a table across the cafe
  • You turned to see the blonde boy sipping from a cup alone
    • “Yoosung?” you called out
  • He waved you over with a smile and you sat down
    • “I can’t believe I ran into you here! How are you doing?” he asked excitedly
    • “Oh, I’m doing alright. Hey…”
  • You stopped to point at him
    • “Is that my scarf?” you laughed
    • “Oh…hah, yeah, it is.,” he blushed, “this is embarrassing but, I found it in the closet after you left. And it smells like you…so I wear it.”
  • He blushed
  • You two ended up talking for a long time after that
  • He seemed to have grown a lot
  • He was more into his studies
  • And less on the computer
  • You were leaving separate ways
  • When he called for you
  • You turned around to find him there beside you
    • “MC. I’m not that nervous young boy anymore. I can’t help but think that there’s a reason we ran into each other today. So…will you please let me take you to dinner? On a date?”

◉ Jumin

  • He had gotten into the habit of working extra long hours at C&R
  • When you confronted him about it he seemed like he wouldn’t budge
    • “MC. You keep bringing it up but you know my answer remains the same. I like to work. You have everything you could need in the penthouse, why are you being so difficult?”
    • “Yes. Everything but you. I’m not asking for a lot, Jumin. But I can see you aren’t willing to work with me, here. So I’ll leave. I didn’t sign up to be alone in a big house by myself every day and night.”
  • You packed up your stuff and left
  • It was almost like he was in shock and didn’t believe it was really happening
  • He just let you go
  • A few days after that he was sending gifts to you
  • Flowers and jewelry
  • But you turned them all away
  •  This wasn’t something money and gifts could fix
  • Weeks went by and months went by but you guys still hadn’t talked
  • You were out shopping when you heard a familiar voice from behind you
    • “That color would look really nice on you.”
    • “Jumin?”
  • You turned around to see him standing there smiling
    • “What are you doing here? In the women’s section?”
    • “I followed you over when when I saw you walking around”
    • “Why does that not surprise me?” you laughed
  • Seeing him now made your heart melt
    • “Why didn’t you accept any of my gifts?” he asked, a bit offended
    • “Why didn’t you call?”
    • “Because you didn’t accept any of my gifts”
  • You both were staring at each other
    • “It seems I approached this all wrong…” he remarked apologetically
  • You gave a nod that says ‘yeah, ya messed up buddy’
    • “Allow me to buy this?” he pointed to the dress you had been looking at, “it really would look good on you”
    • “Only if you’ll make time to actually see me in it”
    • “You are my number one priority from now on. I’ll tell you that 100 times over dinner tonight.”

◉ Zen 

  • You had to leave him
  • He was getting so caught up in work that it was like you never existed
  • He read fan mail more than he talked to you some nights
  • It hurt that you had drifted like this
  • You just told him you needed some time apart 
  • And he was seemingly too busy to drop what he was doing and try to convince you otherwise
  • Every time you passed a magazine with his face on it or saw something about him on the internet it made your heart hurt
  • You wondered how he was doing and if he missed you
  • But your life had to go on
  • You were going to a new musical that just opened up
  • One that, thankfully, Zen wasn’t in
  • You were a little chilly waiting outside for the show to start
  • Out of nowhere a jacket was draped over your shoulders
    • “What the-”
  • You turned around to see Zen
    • “You looked a little cold,” he grinned
    • “What are you doing here?” your heart skipped a beat
    • “I came to watch, I have some friends in the cast. What about you?”
    • “I was meeting someone.” you replied
  • You could see his face fall flat
    • “Oh…date?” he looked sad
    • “No, a friend, actually. But she apparently got sick and has bailed on me last minute.”
  • He perked up a little at that
    • “So…is there anyone you’ve been seeing?”
    • “No,” you laughed, “what about you Mr. Big Time Star?” you poked his chest
  • He grabbed your hand and held it in his own, looking at you directly in your eyes
    • “No. Of course not. You’re the only thing I’ve been thinking of since you left.”
  • He kissed your hand
    • “Well, then. Allow me to escort my lady to the show. I can’t have you sitting by yourself. Who knows who might try and approach you…”
  • You went back to his place afterwards

◉ Saeyoung

  • He started to push you away again
  • You wanted so badly to stay and help him work through his emotions but he just wouldn’t open up to you
  • He was barely sleeping and started to avoid you
  • You felt like you had no other choice
  • You could tell he was hurting when you left
  • But what more could you do?
  • It was eerie not talking to him anymore
  • Not seeing his smiling face around
  • Weeks and months went by with no word
  • You were really worried about him
  • One late night you went on a chip run to the convenience store
  • One bag of Honey Buddha left!
  • As you grabbed for the bag a hand reached over your shoulder to grab at the same time
  • A familiar jacket on the arm
  • You snatched the bag and turned around
  • Your heart was racing
    • “Saeyoung?”
    • “You got my chips,” he huffed
  • It made you laugh to see him pout
    • “You mean my chips? Seeing as I got them first.”
  • He put his hands out to signal he wanted to play you for them
  • It was your usual way of settling qualms
  • It was like you had never broken up at all
  • Like the months had just been a bad dream and here you were fighting over chips
    • “Alright then,” you nodded
    • “ROCK-PAPER-SCISSORS” you said in unison
  • Saeyoung slapped his head when you won
    • “Have fun with your Lays!” you snickered from the cash register
  • He followed you out of the store and into the dark
  • He was just
  • Following you
  • You felt a tug at your arm
    • “How about round two?” he was looming over you seriously
    • “Of rock-paper-scissors?” you clutched the chip bag
    • “No. Of us.”
  • He pressed his lips into yours
  • You dropped the bag of chips

◉ V

  • You found a photo of Rika in the closet inside an old box
  • You admit now that you may have gone overboard
  • It started with a small argument
  • And eventually you left
  • You knew he cared for you
  • But you needed time to sort out your feelings
  • You were grabbing some coffee from a cafe you enjoyed
    • “Double-shot mocha!” the barista called out
  • However another person grabbed for the cup at the same time and ended up with your hand
    • “Oh, I’m so sorry! I guess we ordered the same drink,” V smiled
    • “V?” you said rather too excitedly
  • He couldn’t see but recognized your voice
    • “What are the odds?” he chuckled in that melodic way of his
    • “I didn’t know you still came here?”
    • “I can’t stop after you showed me this place. It…reminds me of you,” he smiled
  • You were glad he couldn’t see how much you blushed
  • Seeing him now made you understand how much you missed him and how stupid this whole mess was
    • “V…I-I’ve been meaning to-”
    • “Are you hungry?” he cut you off
    • “Um..yeah. Yes! I am.” you smiled
    • “It’s not much but I can manage my way around the fridge enough to make a sandwich. Shall we take our coffees back to the apartment?”
  • You almost skipped
    • “That sounds lovely, actually.”
  • He reached out to feel your arm, snaking his hand down until he found your own and grabbed it

◉ Saeran

  • Saeran was hard for you to read
  • Sometimes he was so distant that you didn’t even know if he liked you
  • You knew he had trouble sorting out his emotions…
  • But the pain on your heart at giving affection to someone you were beginning to wonder hated your guts, was pretty taxing
    • “If that’s what you want…”
  • It was his cold response to your mention of a break
  • You thought you saw the slightest hint of sadness in his eyes
  • But he didn’t say anything else
  • Just looked away and shrugged it off
  • You tried to continue life as usual
  • And at night you fidgeted with the necklace he gave you
  • It was one of the only keepsake you had from him and although it had been months, you never took it off
  • You wondered if he even gave you a second thought
  • That hurt the most
  • You waved goodbye to your friends after a late movie
  • It was a nice night and you just enjoyed walking alone
  • Three people approached you as you attempted to pass them on your way home
    • “Hey, pretty lady…you’ll be coming with us now.”
  • You clutched your purse, trying to decide whether you could outrun the,
    • “Touch her, and you little shits are dead”
  • You turned around to see Saeran
  • One look from him had them running
  • You stood there in shock staring at him
    • “What kind of idiot walks alone in the dark like this,” he scolded you as he walked up
    • “W-Well…I-”
    • “You’re lucky I was watching you.”
    • “You were…watching me?” you said, puzzled
  • He stood over you now
    • “I’m always watching you,” he admitted, “and I’ll always be there to protect you.”
  • You couldn’t help but cry a little bit
  • “He did care…”
    • “Hey-hey, cut that out.”
  • He wiped your cheeks
  • Kissing your forehead before pulling you into an embrace
Favorite whumpy quotes

I love it when a character is clearly badly injured and they try to continue with life as though all is well and good with the world but everyone around them knows damn well they’re injured. Even better, when these people comment on it.

-“You’re burning up.”

-“You can hardly breathe.”

-“You need a doctor.”

-“You need rest.”

-“It’s infected.”

-“If you were a horse, they would put you down with all those broken bones.”

-“You should be in bed.”

-“You look terrible.”

-“You don’t look so hot.”

-“Are you sure you’re okay?”

-“What are you doing up?”

-“How are you feeling?”

-“Do you need help?”

-“Look, it’s the walking dead.”

-“You used to look like death; now you just look terrible.”

-“Let me help you.”

-“Grab him!”

-“Help me get him up.”

-“Help me carry him.”

-“Don’t let him fall!”

-“Get up.” *teary-eyed

-“You need to get up. Please.”

-“You can hardly stand.”

-“I should call a doctor,” “No.” “But, sir…”

-“It’s bleeding again.”

-“You’ve lost a lot of blood.”

anonymous asked:

I know u don't rly do shinee but it's my birthday and it as wondering if you could do headcanons for what the members would be if they weren't idols? With maybe some romance mixed in? Your hcs are just rly good but if you don't want to do them then it's fine!!

hsfdc this is late, but i hope it is still ok!!! 
again, i usually don’t write for shinee but some others actually sent me asks asking for more of these guys and since it is your (quite late) birthday - here you go!!! 

shinee x career!au 


  • emergency room surgeon 
  • is insanely good under pressure and makes quick, good decisions and isn’t afraid of leadership roles. he keeps his whole team well managed and even in life or death situations for his patients - he never gives up on them or jumps to conclusions. if there’s even a one percent chance of surgery saving them, he’s willing to take those odds
  • looks really REALLY good in scrubs and like all the nurses argue over who’s going to work the ER night shift just so they can see doctor onew
  • everyone at the hospital assumes he’s a classic gentleman, and ok sure he might dress like one, but then you go out drinking with him and he’s all dad jokes, messy eating, and totally a goofball 
  • you’re on one of the night shifts at the hospital and it’s pretty dead, just people coming in with the stomach flu and what not so the surgery department is pretty much falling asleep where they stand 
  • and you’re walking by with some snacks that you brought down for them
  • and once you get to Onew you’re like “Doctor, are you hungry?”
  • and Onew gives you this random smile, one that looks way too excited and you’re like ???
  • and Onew shrugs and then goes “How can I be hungry, when I’m Doctor?”
  • and everyone around you groans because god how much more cheesy can you get 
  • but you - you damn near drop all the snacks you’re holding because you laugh so hard you try to use your hand to slap your knee but everything tumbles out of your hands and Onew gives you this shining grin because FINALLY someone has acknowledged his comedian side
  • and he helps you pick up the snacks and he’s like ‘want to hear another good joke?’ and you’re like yes please oh my god
  • and he tells you jokes the whole night because no surgeries come in and you end up in tears at how bad, but funny they all are
  • and when shift changes come along, Onew offers to go buy you breakfast if only so he can tell you more jokes (and you know,,,,,get to know you a little better because hey you think he’s funny and you’re mega cute)  


  • dog show judge 
  • know way too much about dog fashion. like way too much. like no one should have this much knowledge on such an obscure topic
  • is universally feared and respected through the dog show community and anyone who participates is always worried about him because he has the highest standards
  • loves poodles. has a poodle shaped pen that he takes notes with when studying the contestants
  • if Key takes a photo with a dog, that dog becomes internet famous
  • owns 53 different ties all with different breeds of dogs on them
  • you’re a novice when it comes to dog shows, but your friend really wanted to enter her toy poodle in an upcoming event - too bad she got sick the day of and begged you to fill in
  • so you’re standing there in line and being judged by a bunch of well….other people with dogs
  • and your friends dog is dead about to roll over and fall asleep on your shows and you don’t know the first thing about dog show etiquette and you’re just a mess
  • and when you go up you see this handsome man in front of you whose eyes are piercing your soul and you’re like gulping and he’s like
  • “Well, what is your dogs name?” and you almost forget your own name when he speaks to you because wow dear god he’s - stunning but you mumble out the dogs name
  • and Key examines the dog like it’s some invaluable work of art and you see a small smile and you’re like ok ok ok he likes the dog
  • but then the portion where you have to walk the dog around the ring comes and you’re like trying to get the pup to budge but it wont and you can feel all these eyes on you and you’re like c’mon please,,,,,,
  • but then all of a sudden your friends dog bolts and pulls you along with the leash and you lose your footing and almost fall face first to the floor
  • but thankfully someone catches you around the waist, supporting you back to your feet and you look up and Key gives you a chuckle and he’s like
  • “First time?” and you nod your head, looking at him like a lost puppy and he’s like “You’re lucky you and the dog are cute.”
  • and with that he takes a hold of the leash from you, makes a clicking noise and the dog follows his commands perfectly as he walks the ring with it
  • and everyones whispering like oh MY god,,,,Key helped them out,,,, K E Y of all people,,,,
  • and when the show is over, your friends dog manages third place and you’re happy with that but when Key hands you the ribbon he slips in something else before leaving with a sly smile
  • and you look down to see a number on a piece of paper and it says ‘third place for a first timer is ok - but call me, and we’ll make that pup a winner.’
  • is Key asking you out because he thinks you’re adorable or because he thinks your friends dogs is adorable? im sure you’ll find out on your date~


  • movie director 
  • aesthetics, a e s t h e t i c s, A E S T H E T I C S 
  • “how can such a loud voice come from such a tiny body?”
  • gives actors acting advice without ever having acted himself but the advice is actual super good tbh he’s very in demand for movies nowadays
  • loves directing tragedies. he lives for the Drama 
  • will openly criticize bad script writing and will demand changes if he thinks things aren’t working out
  • he basically tries to do 23354 jobs at once, but his passion for good movie making is why any movie he directs ends up being a blockbuster
  • you work on the lighting crew for jonhyun’s latest film and everyone around you is always complaining about him having a ‘stick up his ass’ because he’s a perfectionist 
  • but you always feel uncomfortable talking about him that way because you know how hard he works and how much effort he puts into things and so most of the time you just don’t take part of the conversation
  • until one day one of the interns turns to you during break and is like ‘what’s the directors problem? he keeps badmouthing the male lead - but that actor has like ten years of experience. the director is so damn full of himself’
  • and you want to just keep eating your sandwich but you’re like no Time to Spill the Tea
  • and you’re like “that actor has ten years of experience of bad acting. he debuted with a movie that was a flop and has only starred in flops since. jonghyun is trying to save his ass from another flop so really we all need to shut it and let him do his job because without him - that actor would probably be done for.”
  • and with that you excuse yourself and get up to go get some coffee from the refreshments tent but you walk straight into someones chest and you’re like eep- im sorr-
  • and you look up to see jonghyun and you’re like gfdkhlslfd oh m y god im sorry director-
  • but he just grins and suddenly puts his arm around you and is like “do you mean that? that im that actors saving grace?” and you’re like oH YOU HEARD
  • and jonghyun gives you a toothy grin again and is like “you don’t think i need to get off my high horse?” and you like shake your head like “tbh i dont think you were on a high horse in the first place, that actors just on the floor compared to you.”
  • that makes jonghyun laugh and he ruffles your hair a bit and you blush like,,, what’s he doing,,,,,
  • and jonghyun is like “it’s nice to have someone on your side in the crew - remind me to hire you again for my next movie.”
  • he gives your hair another ruffle and you’re like omgomomog he likes,,,me,,,enough to want to keep working with me omomomg
  • and tbh you can’t help but do a little victory cheer for yourself and jonghyun’s going back to re-read the script but he can’t stop himself from smiling because he’s like “who knew we had such cute people working for us,,,,,” (you. he’s talking about you)


  • sports broadcaster 
  • everyone loves him because he starts off relatively calm and you know he’s making comments about the teams strategy
  • but halfway into the game he’s pulling his tie loose and yelling into the mic and losing his goddamn mind over a game of soccer
  • and whenever korea gets a goal he belts out like half the national anthem and is like KOREA 4 LYFE
  • and he basically gets super hyped and in turn it gets everyone else super hyped and it becomes a party
  • once ripped his pants jumping up onto the announcers desk and almost mooned every1 on tv,,,,,,beautiful 
  • you’re his makeup artist and every time you’re like ‘Minho if you sweat a lot the concealer might come off-’ and he’s like ‘ok i promise i won’t start getting overworked’
  • but LOL that doesn’t last by the next commercial break you have to run over and wipe the sweat of and touch up his whole face
  • and you’re always grumbling like Minho,,,,you are killing me,,,,,
  • and he’s always apologetic giving you the damn puppy eyes and you’re like thAT DOESNT WORK JUST CALM DOWN AND DONT SMUDGE UR MAKEUP
  • but then the next break comes and you’re back over there to touch him up and one day you’re just like “i swear you’re worse than idols who have to sweat when they’re dancing - you’re just here getting worked up over-”
  • but then you feel his arm come up to touch your cheek gently and he’s like “really, i know it’s hard but im really happy you bare with me.”
  • and you look at him, a small bit of sweat still apparent over his brow and his deep set pretty brown eyes and you swallow like
  • oh,,,,,it’s nothing i was just saying that because,,,
  • and Minho’s lips curl up a bit into a smile and he’s like “after this don’t fix my makeup - just get your things so we can go get dinner.”
  • and your heart jumps but you’re like gflkgljfe ok 
  • and the camera man is like we’re back on in 5 seconds and you need to scramble off the set, but then you catch Minho’s eye and he winks and you’re like,,,,,,,,,oh,,,,,,
  • and you’re like he really is a sweet perso- and then he starts yelling and you can see him touching his face with his hands and you’re like MINHO YOUR MAKEUP GOD  DAMMIT


  • museum tour guide 
  • “what did you study in college Taemin, art history?”
  • “I studied Egyptology with a minor in mortuary science. Do you want me to tell you exactly how it was that they made mummies? I even know the step-by-step intestines extracti-” 
  • weird facts enthusiast 
  • refuses to wear the ‘suggested uniform’ of the museum staff which is light and friendly colors he’s fine wearing his black eyeliner, black jeans, and black large sweater that swallows him whole
  • tells kids about how the god seth murdered osiris and when parents are like isn’t that a bit explicit Taemin is like ‘death is a part of life, they know that - right kids? we all die, isn’t that fun?’
  • how he hasn’t lost his job is a mystery 
  • you’re at the museum looking for something fun to do for a freelance project and you’re like trying to gain inspiration from all the cool ancient gods but nothing’s coming to mind
  • and Taemin notices how you keep scrunching up your nose and writing things down only to cross them out hastily and curmple the paper
  • so he like comes over and is like ‘Need help? (—-:’ and you’re like sighing like ,,,,, no not re-
  • but then you look up at him and you’re like in your head like o wait no ur hot and so you’re like ‘yeah!! do you know anything cool about the Egyptian gods-’
  • Taemin puts up his hands and is like ‘Say no more. I’m the man you’ve waited for your whole life.’
  • and you’re a bit red like,,, oh,,,w-what and Taemin is like my shift ends in 5 minutes wait here
  • and that’s how you end up in a cafe across the street where Taemin unleashes the longest explanation of ancient gods that you ever thought you’d ever hear in your life
  • but somehow it is super entertaining, maybe because Taemin is so passionate or maybe because the topic is actually much cooler than you expected
  • and Taemin somehow finally stops and you’ve got a whole half book of notes and he’s like hope i helped!!! and you’re like you did more honestly how can i ever repay you 
  • and Taemin scratches the back of his neck and he’s like ahhh,,,wanna go see this new documentary coming out on King Tut with me? Unless that’s bori-
  • but you’re like YES let’s do it it’s a date and Taemin is like cracking out into this big smile because usually people don’t want to be around him when he’s geeking out over stuff he likes but you seem so eager and he’s just like before you leave he’s like 
  • “can i kiss your cheek?” and you’re like omg ,,,sure but why did you ask?? and Taemin is like “Goddess Isis would not be pleased if I didn’t ask you first-” and you’re like hehe cute 
Somebody’s Eyes

Requested by @homicidalteenagedream :Happy and reader where reader feels like she is being watched everywhere she goes or is. she confides in Gemma and Gemma tells Happy? Happy ends up staying with reader so she feels somewhat safe and it makes them start to fall for each other?

I walked into the office, and collapsed on the couch. “You look like hell baby!” Gemma looked at me worriedly.

“Gee, thanks!  I closed my eyes, pinching the bridge of my nose. The door to the garage slammed open, I jumped and let out a squeal. Opening my eyes I find Tig and Gemma staring at me. “Sorry.”

Tig left the office, Gemma frowned at me. “What’s going on with you?”

“Maybe I’m just paranoid…I haven’t been sleeping well. I feel like someone is watching me.” I looked at Gemma. “At work, at home, no matter where I go…”

“Have you told Jax or Ope?” 

I ran my hands through my hair and laughed. “No, because those two will stick me with a babysitter, I’m sure it’s nothing..”

“It’s obviously not nothing if it has you jumpy as hell and looking like the walking dead.”

I glanced at my watch, letting out a sigh. “I’ve got to go to work. Don’t say anything to the guys….it’s probably just my imagination!” I got up hugging her, rushing out the door. 


It was almost closing time at The Salty Duck, the bar I manged and tended bar  in downtown Charming. I felt it again, somebodies eyes were watching me, I looked around the bar, searching for who it may be. There were only a handful of people left, a handful of regulars, and a stranger nursing a beer in a corner booth

I signaled to Roxy the closing waitress that I was going to take out the trash. I walked out the back door, carrying three trash bags, throwing them in the dumpster in the ally.

Walking towards the door, a shadow covered my path as a figure stepped into my path.  I felt the hairs on the back of my neck standing up. “What are you doing out here alone?”

“My job, what’s it to you?”

“A pretty thing like you, out here all alone…” In my hurry wanting to get the bar closed down, I had made a mistake. “Don’t you know any better?”

I recognized the voice, as the figure moved towards me, the back door swung open; Roxy appeared. “One of the guys from the club is here to see you.”

I walked into the back, my whole body shaking, I locked the back door, and leaned against it. “I need a minute.”

“You okay (Y/N)?”  I just shook my head, closing my eyes.

Keep reading

Molded for each other.

Pairing: Negan x Reader

Warnings: Language, angst, violence, more violence, smut (NSFW).

P.S: Thoughts are in italic.

Gifs by @grungedaddykinks and @mypapawinchester

Originally posted by grungedaddykinks

It’s been about 2 hours that you’re on top of Sanctuary looking around, people working, walkers on the gates… normal life on theses days. Suddenly you can hear the door open and closing and when you look behind you see Negan, he put Lucille aside the door and came close and hug you.

“Why I always get a feeling that you come here to run out of me?” He says while kisses your neck. “Or just want to commit suicide and abandon me?”

“Yes, cause the less painful way to die is cracking all my bones” you say sarcastically as always looking him on the corner of yours eyes.

He laughs, that maniacal/sexy laugh that’s a essence of him. 3 minutes passed while the two of you look around. Just breathing a little and enjoying the sun getting ready do dusk.

“Would you call me crazy if I tell you that I prefer the world in that way?” You say cracking the silence.

“Yeah, I fucking would” He looks at you with frowned brows.

“Is just… I mean of course have a lot of issues and in the start was a completely hell. But "normal life” was cliche, going to school, working, finding someone, marrying, having kids and blah blah. And I always thought that 95% of the people was never happy, like they just existed, not lived. And now we fight but at least people don’t act like they want to win a trophy for ‘The Best Friend’, is just more natural now. The planet isn’t dying like before, without wars or discrimination. And less buildings, less pollution. The planet is breathing again, after a long time. Actually I think all the walkers will serve as a good fertilizer one day.“ You say so deep in your thoughts.

"Wow, I forget how freaky-deaky that pretty lilttle head of yours can be” He says moving his hand to put a bit of hair behind your ear.

“Come on, think about it, before was boring, now we feel the adrenaline all the time” you say looking around, sort relieved.

“Y/N Y/L/N you’re something else” He says while incline his back.

“Says the man who maniacally kill people with a bat”  you tease him, giving a wink, Damn is nice play with danger.

“Do you want it to get personal hun? It might not end pretty way for you” Negan say while getting close to your soft lips, Feeling his breathing on your lips, and the heartbeat increasing, he might be able to hear it.

When things were getting closer to a kiss, Dwight open the door of the old fabric penthouse.

“Boss, sorry but we have a little problem” Dwight say with a worried expression.

“Is better be more than little for you cut my moment with that pretty ass freaky minded one” Negan say looking over Dwight with a annoyed face and next look at you showing that wonderful grin of him.

“A group that we get stuffs collected. Marcel called me on the radio saying that they’re coming with guns, three trucks and even a tank” Dwight say desperately looking at both of you, he was pretty scared, actually you though you never saw Dwight like that. It might be a big group coming.

Negan expression change in the moment, What was happening? Which group is that one?

“Get all the Saviors and heavy guns we have, and let’s put some charge in that shit” Negan says looking at you and going after Dwight, you didn’t know what to do, actually you got worried. A tank? They can blow it here, which group can it be? Not Alexandria, or Hilltop even less The Kingdom. But I know Negan has plenty places to get people to work for him you thought.

While you were lost in thoughts you heard Negan calling “Y/N, don’t worry I will fix that shit up. Isn’t the first group of fucker whose think it can change the new world” you give him a nod.

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anonymous asked:

seventeen seventy seventy six

One time I was at a friend’s birthday party and we decided to play a neighborhood spanning game of hide and seek. You can’t really trespass on people’s property during the dark of night once you’re in highschool though, so most people hid behind saplings or garbage cans right next to the street and got found immediately. Not me though.

There was a streetlamp on one curving road that made you feel like you could see everything, but you couldn’t really. On the opposite side of the road, there was a gentle grassy slope at just the right angle that it was covered by the road’s shadow. But the dip was so gentle, it was invisible. Like pocket with invisible seams, you just assumed the road flowed right to the next visible patch of grass. That’s where I hid.

I laid there completely immobile for two hours as an ever growing search party did laps around the neighborhood trying to find me. I heard people walk within 2 feet of me without bothering to look down. At one point some older dude from a house on the same side of the road as me came over to see if I was dead or a burglar, but that’s it. It was only when they announced that they were giving up that I stood up and rejoined everybody.

17776 reminds me a bit of that, with the tornado lady hiding out to avoid the offense. Though none of the games we’ve been told about so far haven actually been won yet, the absurd attachment to victory feels pretty familiar.

anonymous asked:

Could you do the RFA + the minor trio reacting to an MC who gets hit by a car infront of them but gets up right after claiming they're fine then it turns out they have a broken leg and fractured rib thank you! P.s. I love your blog

OMg!1 Thank you so much anon! Of course!! I giggled a bit when writing this, here you go. It’s kind of long~

You guys had planned a date in the evening, and were going to meet up at a restaurant. On your way there you both saw each other at opposite sides of the street and they were already at the venue, so obviously you’d be the one going to them! You pressed the button and waited for the light to change. Your excitement probably got the best of you and you literally went a second too early…then a drunk driver comes speeding down the street like a mad man, hitting YOU AND YOUR BODY LITERALLY GOES OVER THE CAR IN THE AIR DOING A 360 TURN AND YOU LAND FACE FIRST IN THE CEMENT

Here’s how they react.. (the italics is them and the bold is mc)


  •  Yoosung sprints towards you and shouts “SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE CALL 911 SGJK”
  • *smacks your face*
  •  “NO DON’T LEAVE-“
  •  Your eyes shot open and then you smiled up at him
  •  “oh hey yoosung that was some wild shit lmao”
  •  “shall we go get dinner now” you said as you stood, dusting yourself off
  •  Yoosung.exe has stopped working
  •  He was speechless for the rest of the night, besides asking you if you were okay and you swore that you were, until you got up after you were finished eating and..
  • Oh
  • You collapsed on the floor then were rushed to the hospital
  •  You had a broken leg and a fractured rib cage lmao
  • Now whenever you fell or hit yourself or anything yoosung just rushed you to the hospital lmao


  • It’s like a scene from a movie whatelsedidyouexpectfromhisdramaticass
  • He jets over towards you and drops to his knees, scooping your limp body into his arms
  • *rain starts to pour*
  • *looks up at the sky*
  • “hey why are you screaming”
  • *rain stops*
  • “how..how are you alive?”
  • “uh…idk. That kind of stung.”
  • Mc what
  • “lets go get dinner now! Being hit by a car sure makes you hungry.”
  • Oh I see now
  • “LETS GO”
  • He yanks you up to your feet but you immediately collapse down
  • Oh shit
  • Later you guys found out about your arm and ribcage
  • “hahaha well you may not have the healing powers of a beast, but you sure can take hits like one!”


  • Literally judo kicks and punches everyone out of her way as flips and cartwheels over to you like a fucking superhero
  • Godthiswoman
  • Has her phone out ready to call the fucking government
  •  *eyes flutter open* “im fine”
  •  “um no youre not”
  • “yes”
  •  “no”
  •  “yes”
  • “im taking you to the hospital”
  • *throws your body over her shoulder*
  • Turns out she was right
  • When is she ever wrong tho like
  • Scolds you while she takes care of you but she promises its out of love


  • Doesn’t really know why you wanted to walk there so much when he could’ve just sent driver kim for you
  •  He tried to convince you but you said it was good to get fresh air and enjoy the scenery sometimes
  • Whatever mc
  •  And when he sees you get hit by the car, the first thing he says
  • Is about to come over to you then sees you stand up
  • Doesn’t even question it, neither of you say anything about it and just continue with your date as planned
  • Over dinner you talk about traveling and stock prices lmfao until then you feel a slight sharp pain on your torso
  • you put your hand over it
  • then suddenly your leg goes limp
  • oh dear
  • “what is it honey”
  • “I think I broke a few bones”
  • “oh my okay well let me call up the helicopter so they can take you to the best doctor in the world who is in Singapore”
  • “that’s a good idea or..OR… we can just go to the one a few minutes away”
  • Lmao you’d get treated and that’d be the end of it


  • He’s actually on snapchat because he wanted to record you crossing the street
  • He filmed you crossing then at the last 3 seconds you get hit and all you hear is him screaming “OHG MYGGOD” before it cuts off
  • *accidentally puts it on his story*
  • Zips over to you immediately
  • It’s a dramatic scene, just like Zen
  • “uh..UH!!!”
  • *starts giving you mouth-to-mouth CPR*
  • “Saeyoung stop im fine” you suddenly speak as you push him off of you
  •  “well actually I did enjoy the kiss tho”
  • “OH..but that is kind of cool tho”
  • doyouwantmorecpr
  • You guys end up making out in the middle of the street
  • Until he puts his hand on your ribcage and you start screaming
  • “IM SO SORRY I-“
  • “NOW!!!”
  • This is such a mess
  • “hey if you didn’t feel a car hitting you I wonder what else you won’t feel… wanna try lolol”
  • “lolololol”
  • thisfuckingsadist

Minor trio below!

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crimsonkoteto  asked:

Comic store girl again. Yesterday was a really shit, stressful day. Thankfully for the last 15 minutes we were open, it was dead. I had chairs up, signs closed and everything taken care of by 8:58, so at 9:00 on the dot I shut the lights off and locked the front door behind me. As I'm putting the keys in my pocket, a big group of like 5-6 people walk up and pitch a fit, asking me to open back up. "We just needed one thing! We were just gonna look around for a second!" I'm sick as hell, fuck off

I love that feeling of telling them “sorry we’re closed”


The weirdest thing i can think of happening to me is when the furry girl at my school was going up the stairs really slow while I was behind her and she just turned her head and said “you can go around me you know.” And i was like, “um, or I could go up the stairs like a normal person?” I wasn’t even too close to her or anything, I was taking my time too, but she said “or you could have a nice attitude like a normal person.” To which I said, “you were the one with the attitude first” like a fucking baby

And I walked around her until I got to the top of the stairs. As I turned to open the door to the hall, she had completely stopped and was staring at me. And i was like?? Ok?

And then..she barked. She barked at me.

I was so taken aback that I just kept walking with my friend and we joked about it on our way to class.

Later on though..as I was telling my other friends about it, one of them was like “dude she cursed you”

And I was like “what?”

And she kept saying the furry girl cursed me, which I found funny and told another friend about. He looked me dead in the eyes and said “no, dude, she cursed you. She barks at people to curse them. She literally told me she liked to kill animals to consume their form. You’re fucked.”

And I was like oh shit wow ok. But we all forgot about it later on until a couple days ago when the furry girl was on the same set of stairs taking her time and I was in front of her. She walked around me and for a split second we made eye contact and she just..smiled at me in an all-knowing way. I dunno how to feel about it but every time i see her she looks at me no matter what for a good ten seconds before leaving.

anonymous asked:

Power Ranger Animagus headcanons? Like what would their forms be and how would they dick around the castle in them omf


okay okay

  • Billy is an otter. Otters are just so chirpy and intelligent and Billy makes a great Otter.
  • Kim is a fox she’s just so clever and has her way of being sneaking. Also she can be dangerous if you threaten her or the people she cares about which is pretty similar to a fox.
  • Trini is the outcast until she meets them and she’s very loyal to them so she’s a wolf (fight me)
  • Zack could be a pack animal because of how he is with his mom but he’s also very independent and could totally rock an agile body so some kind of cat would work for him. 
  • Jason is this golden retriever (he’s such a dog fiGHT ME) he just has the biggest heart and doesn’t judge people on who they are. 
  • Also Professor McGonagall finds them around the castle at night. She hears Billy chirping as an Otter and then Jason barking. When she opens her office door, all she sees is a cat running by as a wolf chases it. 
    • Billy, Kim, and Jason are all watching Trini and Zack fight and Professor McGonagall is just. So done. She doesn’t even say anything. She knows their her students, so she lets them be and just goes to bed as if nothing happened. 
  • They don’t purposely cause trouble.
    • Okay, maybe Zack does. He turns up to his transfiguration class and pretends to be Professor McGonagall until she shows up. 
      • If looks could kill Zack would be dead right now 
      • Zack and Minerva become best buds. That’s all. 
  • Billy loves walking around hogwarts when he’s an otter. Jason is constantly worried that people are going to figure out that the otter they always talk about is Billy so of course he decides that means he has to walk around as a dog. 
    • One of the muggleborns randomly decide to apologize and Jason as his dog
      • Jason bites him and Billy is just like, “Jason, oh my god, no!”
      • That’s the story of how Jason and Billy are chased out of the great hall with some jerks yelling at them

YAYYYY another Dean original ^~^ also I just want to take a quick second and say THANK YOU to @mysteriouslyme81 for recommending my “Shopping Day” original in their “Supernatural February Recommendation Library 2017″ You guys should go check their blog out and the other recommendations listed there!

This original is you and Dean in high school and of course your dad doesn’t know about Dean and y’all’s relationship so he comes and visits occasionally. Gummies became life savers ~ constructive criticism encouraged ~ enjoy!

‘Tables have four legs but they cant walk.’

‘Dead people can still get goosebumps.’

‘If you were to remove all of the empty space from the atoms that make up every human on earth, the entire world population could fit into an apple.’

You were supposed to be asleep but all these thoughts; these truthfully odd riddling-facts were just whizzing around your mind. It was very similar to the five blades on the ceiling fan spinning around, blending to look like one.

‘Laughing while being tickled is actually a panic response from your body.’

Just thinking about it made you giggle to yourself. It was always seen as a normal reaction to some people but it was actually a distress call from your body. 

A series of taps echoed throughout your room. Your eyebrows furrowed as you laid still, to make sure you weren’t hearing things and to make sure if it was something, you could catch it off guard.

Another set of taps came through from the window. Well at least you weren’t going crazy.

You were swift onto your feet and on the wall, knife in hand. More taps were heard, a bit more frantically this time.

With a quick turn in front of the window, you tilted your head in confusion and then a hand over your own mouth to keep from waking your dad with laughter.

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anonymous asked:

This might be a bit heavy but: headcanons for the RFA ++ with a nonbinary mc on a day they just want to run into the hills and scream because on that day they are feeling super dysphoric and being misgendered all over the place? Feel free to choose how out MC is to the characters (from not even out to their partner to out to all of them and it's all coming from other people.) Sincerely, an anxious nb person who is to scared to come out to even people they know would be accepting.

hi there, anon! sorry this took a while, but thank you for trusting me with this request! i’ll try my best to do this right. and know that it’s alright that you’re not ready!! take all the time you need. how you feel is what’s important and you can come out whenever you feel ready. or if you don’t want to, you don’t have to! ♥(ˆ⌣ˆԅ)

the rfa++ and i love you~ hope you like it!


  • they were really uncomfortable at first, especially with zen
  • it wasn’t entirely his fault since they never met before and seven introduced mc by what was on their records
  • so, yeah. the rfa had been misgendering them for a week now
  • thing is, mc never told them they were nonbinary
  • they knew it wouldn’t be a problem - they all knew seven was genderfluid and all of them were totally accepting 
  • but they didn’t yet
  • and now they were on their way to zen’s house 
  • they were glad for the chance to see him and cheer him up, but they weren’t prepared for the misgendering that was bound to happen
  • the worst part is that they were already feeling super dysphoric
  • maybe they’d tell him tonight….or maybe not
  • too late to think more about it, they pulled up to the house 
  • zen opened the door, automatically smiling, “mc!” 
  • maybe they wouldn’t 
  • but then zen started calling them “princess” which was a really cute nickname, but it did not ease their dysphoria at all
  • it was on the roof that they broke
  • zen told them his life story, about how he felt about their connection
  • and about how “men are wolves, including me, and that he didn’t want to ruin a cute girl” 
  • mc couldn’t handle it anymore and just went, “but im not a girl”
  • *cue zen’s confused stare* “what-” “i’m not a guy either, zen”
  • he’s relieved, but more confused. “what do you mean, mc?”
  • “i don’t- those terms-” *sigh* “i’m nonbinary. i don’t identify as either a girl or boy and being called one by all of you has been driving me crazy-”
  • zen takes their hand, “oh my gosh, i’m so sorry mc! we’ve been making you feel uncomfortable this entire time! you don’t have to tell the others if you don’t want to, but i promise i’ll still do my best to cheer you up.” 
  • mc is kind of surprised
  • “oh, uh…do you use ‘they/them’ pronouns?”
  • mc is even more surprised, but nods 
  • “alright, just making sure, love” immediately switches nicknames what a catch 
  • he refers to them by their proper pronouns for the rest of the night, doesn’t use princess as a nickname anymore, and when he does mess up, he feels so bad and apologizes 10 times minimum


  • people knew mc was nonbinary, but the rfa didn’t know 
  • the ‘but im not a girl’ option in the prologue? yeah.
  • so all this misgendering mc was really starting to get to them
  • they’ve thought of telling the rfa, but things have gotten so weird with zen breaking his ankle, to the stalker, plus the hacker
  • mc thought it wasn’t the right time
  • but one day, they couldn’t take it anymore
  • it was the day yoosung asked them to be his ‘pre-girlfriend’
  • they called him right after that
  • “oh, mc! i was just thinking about you..” he said, making mc smile
  • “hey, yoosung. i was thinking about you too. and i, uh, i have to tell you something”
  • “anything, mc.” “can you please not call me your girlfriend?”
  • oh wait. there might have been some misunderstanding there…
  • “oh…o-of course. i mean, now i’m kind of glad i asked in a ‘pre’ way..”
  • “no no no, i still want to date you, yoosung! that just came out wrong-”
  • “..then what did you mean?” “i meant, i don’t like the term ‘girlfriend’. i’m non-binary.” 
  • there’s silence for a bit before yoosung speaks again
  • “you scared me! I thought I made the biggest mistake of my life!”
  • “oh my god, that’s not it at all!” 
  • “of course i won’t call you my girlfriend! do you like ‘partner’ better? or…’date mate’?” 
  • “hm..i’m not really sure, actually..”
  • “no no, i got one” “what is it, yoosung?”
  • “i’ll call you ‘my love’.” 


  • today was not the day for this
  • the cafe was loaded today, it was one of their biggest days of the month!
  • but all these new customers meant all these people saying “thank you ma’am” and “hello miss!” to mc
  • which didn’t really get to them on a normal day, but they were already feeling the dysphoria since this morning 
  • and it was really slowing their progress
  • which is how jaehee noticed something was wrong with them
  • she was walking over to ask mc about it when she heard the person they were serving speak, “have a nice day, ma’am!”
  • ah, that’s it. 
  • during their break, jaehee pulls mc to the side and smiles. “let’s go outside, hun.” 
  • mc nods and they go outside first 
  • jaehee meets them with a pastry to share and two water bottles
  • “it’s busy today..” mc says, taking the water bottle from her
  • “it is. which is good for business..but not for you, huh?”
  • mc looks up at jaehee, who sits beside them
  • she leans over to kiss mc’s head 
  • “i know you, sweetheart. do you want to take the rest of the day off?”
  • “jaehee, i can’t do that. and i can’t leave you, either.” “mc, we own the cafe. it’s alright. the others can handle the work.. you’ve trained them well”
  • mc smiles and the two go back inside, jaehee telling the staff they were going home. mc wasn’t feeling well. and they understand
  • as they walk out, one of the employees calls out to them, “feel better, mc! you amazing person!”
  • jaehee grins. mc feels a bit better already”


  • mc was terrified of telling jumin
  • he was so exposed to the press and they weren’t ready for the questions that were bound to come 
  • but all of jumin’s staff - and jumin - kept calling them ‘she’ and ‘her’ 
  • and all of this misgendering was driving mc crazy
  • at this point, they wanted to yell at the staff members. but they didn’t deserve that
  • so they went to Elizabeth
  • “Elizabeth, do you think it’ll be such a big deal? will the press start more rumors? will jumin…i don’t know, change his mind about me?” they asked, petting Elizabeth
  • they got a ‘meow’ in return
  • “he would, wouldn’t he?” they sigh
  • “why would i change my mind about you?” jumin says and mc turns around
  • “honey-” “what’s wrong, mc?” 
  • well now they have to spill. jumin won’t let this go
  • “….can i get a glass of wine first?”
  • jumin is actually more curious than anything
  • he asks a bunch of questions. about pronouns, if they’re really comfortable with all the dresses he bought them. what really makes them feel dysphoric, everything.
  • it ends well, but there’s still the press to worry about. though jumin says that’ll be a process. as for the staff, mc says they’re willing to come out to them
  • the next day, mc goes to the office with jumin. and they’re a reasonable distance away from jumin so he asks one of the workers
  • “can you call my spouse over here?” the worker is like, “…your wife, mr. Han?” “no, my spouse.”
  • mc hears him and smiles 

707 / luciel / saeyoung

  • the door closed with a slam, followed by a loud groan from mc
  • saeyoung spun his chair around. “bad day, 606?” 
  • they walk over to him and he stands up to be engulfed in their hug
  • “i’m tired of people calling me a girl.” they mumble into his shoulder
  • he smiles sadly and strokes their hair
  • “ah, one of those days.” he says
  • “yeah..I feel like just running and screaming it out, you know?”
  • “we could do that, you know.” 
  • mc looks at him confused, but he’s dead serious
  • so they get in one of his cars and saeyoung drives them to a secluded place
  • they both get out of the car and saeyoung gestures to the empty field
  • “run and scream to your heart’s content, hun~”
  • so…mc does. 
  • they run to the middle of the field and just yell it out
  • “i wish people would stop misgendering me! i’m nonbinary, for christ’s sake!”
  • and they fall to sit on the ground
  • saeyoung walks over to them, clapping. he sits beside them
  • “you feel a little bit better?” they nod and move to put their head on his shoulder
  • “it sucks sometimes.” “you don’t need to be out now..you can be out whenever you’re ready. and we can start small.”

v / jihyun

  • they were out on a date, just walking around and stopping by whatever place caught their attention
  • and all kinds of people were misgendering mc. 
  • they did when they bought something, were welcomed into the store, leaving the store.
  • and mc was trying to have fun with jihyun, but all this was getting to them
  • they kept moving closer to jihyun, their dysphoria growing
  • he noticed pretty quickly and pulled them to whisper in their ear
  • “let’s go home, angel.” 
  • when they get home, mc sighs. “i’m sorry, jihyun”
  • “there’s nothing to apologize for, i want to make sure you’re comfortable.”
  • “but you can’t go up to everyone who talks to me, love”
  • “i can if i try hard enough.”
  • jihyun please
  • “but for now…i can make you a cup of tea and tell you how much i love you. that you’re the most wonderful person i know…”
  • mc starts blushing. “V-” “yes, my nonbinary angel?”
  • “jihyun-” “just you watch, my love”
  • he keeps true to his word, with mc’s consent of course, and tells everyone who talks to mc


  • “ah, there she is. rfa’s princess.” he says, after breaking through the window
  • mc visibly winces 
  • “don’t worry. i won’t hurt you..for now. i’m here to take you to paradise.”
  • “no, that’s not it at all, look-”
  • lmao mc isn’t even scared
  • “what?-” saeran starts to ask
  • “can you maybe not…refer to me as a princess? and not use ‘she’ pronouns?”
  • saeran blinks. “what?”
  • “i’m nonbinary.” “….can you explain that?”
  • they end up having a talk in the apartment instead of saeran taking them anywhere
  • and saeran learned a lot. he understands, asks questions, and makes sure he’s getting their pronouns right
  • “…have you told the rfa?” “….no”
  • “i’m sure they’ll listen.” “weren’t you supposed to take me somewhere?”
  • he stands up and shrugs. “I can come back. give you time to think about if you want to tell them first.” 
  • mc decides to test him a bit. “come back for rfa’s ‘princess’?”
  • saeran smiles and shakes his head. “no…I’ll come back for rfa’s savior”
  • and then he leaves 

Originally posted by recked

Title -1.

Genre: I just wrote and hoped for the best.

Member: Hyuk.

Word Count: 1146.

Description: They always had numbers from zero to the uncountable, what is this stranger doing on the bench with a minus one above his head?

There were always numbers, the same place on every person. The number was never the same for two people. Some would count down the very seconds before your very eyes and some would be simple still numbers, no counting down, just how many days that person had left to live.

Because they all had two things in common. It told you how long the person had to live and it was always above their head, like individual ticking time bombs that all had their own way of counting down.

In your life you had seen people with seconds, years, decades left to live, it always scared you when someone was on the verge of death, but that normally happened when you were in hospitals. The numbers had always been positive, sometimes beyond what you had the ability to count or what you could transfer from days to years in your own head. You had grown accustomed to it, you saw it everywhere you went, the numbers were above the head of your closest friends, your parents and teachers, it was even on animals, it was normal for you.

And you soon learned that only you could see this, your parents thought you were out of your mind when you would tell them there were numbers getting smaller on the people you saw most often. In their eyes you were out of your mind, in your eyes, it was strange that they couldn’t see what you saw.

But one day it got worse, you began seeing the people that everyone else couldn’t see, the ones that used to have numbers above their head and were now aimlessly wandering the earth without the knowledge of the people around them. Because they were dead, you saw them at their best stage in life, they all returned to their better days, when their bodies and minds were at their best before their life was taken from them.

And whenever you saw them there was always a zero above their heads, faded and no longer needed, unlike the numbers you saw on living people, a strong black or a vibrant red when there wasn’t much time left.

It was when you were walking alone that you paid most attention to them, at times like now, when there were still a few people around but they were never looking at you. You stared at the way their numbers were dead, just like them and you watched as they tried to tell you things. You were following one of them now, it wasn’t your smartest idea, but when you saw a ghost gesturing for you walk with them, to tag along on the journey, you couldn’t turn them down, you never could.

You could tell good from evil spirits, it wasn’t hard like people believed, and they couldn’t deceive you so easily now that you had been seeing them for so long. This man, this old man you were following, he looked genuinely distressed, puzzled beyond his soul’s capability and in dire need of another person to hear him out. And that’s how you found yourself following him, to the naked eye you looked like you were new, taking a curious self-directed tour of the area as you watched your surroundings. In reality, your eyes casting to and frow were caused by this man who seemed he couldn’t gravitate in a straight line.

You were a student, you were studying for your future dream job at the moment, you didn’t really have time to waste on following spirits who wanted to take those few who could see them on a stroll. But then again this was no stroll, especially not when the old man was waving for you to hurry up. Why did he look so old? You had never seen someone so old, that particular curiosity made you pick up your pace to walk closely behind him so you could examine him more.

He came to a sudden stop and you would have walked straight through him if you hadn’t trained yourself to be prepared for their sudden stops. Spirits liked to randomly halt in where they were going just so they could float around in the air before zooming off again as if they were imagining they were some sort of car fueling up and taking off again. And that’s exactly what this man did, he looked around, peeking into the windows of study halls and lecture halls before looking at you and gravitating himself away again.

“For real? I don’t have time for this” You sighed, but you didn’t stop following him, you just held onto your bag tighter and jogged after him in an attempt to catch up with him. You walked in silence behind him, and just when you were about to tell him you had homework to be doing he stopped, turned his head to face you and pointed into the distance. Not too far away from where you stood, you saw him, a boy your age laying on one of the benches outside.

“What? Is something wrong with him?” You asked but the man only gestured for you to move closer, so you did as you were told to do. You slowly approached the male, his eyes were closed and his head was resting on his folded arm beneath it. You were just out of hearing range, or so you thought. And that was when you saw it, his number. It caused your heart to stop and your mouth was left hanging open in shock. You shook on the spot, you didn’t know what to do with yourself, but you knew you weren’t here to deal with this, at least you wouldn’t be much longer.

“Ah!!” You screamed, and that made the rest of your body move into action, you turned on your feet and practically ran with the spirit repeatedly appearing in front of you in an attempt to make you go back. The boy on the bench jolted into a sitting position to see you running away, his ears pricked as he heard you growling at something in a distressed rush of words

“No spirit dude I’m not going back, this isn’t my business and that’s not my problem or yours to deal with” You snapped, repeating yourself to him over and over again, until you were slamming the door to your campus dorm through his body and he disappeared in defeat as you threw yourself onto your bed.

You were left pulling the blankets over your body and you kicked your shoes off your feet. Your body continued to shake as you pulled the blanket over your head and clenched your eyes shut tightly.

Because that boy had a number above his head like no other.

He had a minus one. And it was just as bright and healthy as her best friends.

Here’s part one to one of the new series I promised, tell me what you guys think?

Wife of a future mafia leader will be updated soon!

things about the “Kante Millian” heathers

someone named Kante Millian posted a production of heathers and i watched it and i highly recommend but here are things i noticed/liked

- the back thing in big fun. basically when veronica is roasted by heather chandler, everyone in the ensemble and all the heathers turn their backs symbolically and literally to veronica and heather sort of dances around, sick with power and i LOVED IT

- the back thing happens again after lifeboat but this time to mcnamara. the only people who dont turn are duke (because shes yelling at mac), fleming, and veronica. 

- dead girl walking. it was incredible and funny??? jd takes off his shirt and veronica just looks at him and says “OH RIGHT” and then takes off her blazer

- her leg has trouble getting on the bed because she’s really short and COMEDY

- the bed is made out of wooden boxes that look cardboard with “BEDROOM” painted on the side. they’re later used in jd’s living room. they show the neglect from big bud dean and I LOVE IT

- the cheerleading uniforms were yellow and i loved that too because mac totally would have been like “yes principal? i need the uniforms YELLOW to match my aestethic”

- i wasnt super thrilled with chandler’s death, but she sort of runs offstage and slips and falls so her torso and head are on stage. then HEATHER CHANDLER WALKS OUT IN ALL WHITE AS IF SHES NOT LAYING DEAD ON THE GROUND AND SINGS

- kurt and ram stripping. really great. also one was wearing boxers and one in briefs and i loved it

- this one person clapped after “shine a light reprise” and he just… stopped.. because nobody else was and he felt bad

- VERONICA’S LINE IN ME INSIDE OF ME the one where shes explaining that heather killed herself because of the power… i cannot describe the delivery of this LINE IT WAS SO GOOD because veronica was like… kidding… and everyone was like WHOA

- in big fun after ram assualts duke, while veronica’s telling him about the ‘freshmen’, duke walks to the side and  is greeted by the heathers. chandler turns her back to the audience and covers duke and talks to her. it was so good and i dont know why i liked it

- the candy store riff was incredible

- the video and audio cut out for most of blue and blue reprise and some of “our love is god” which sucked so be warned

- blue reprise was actually lit??? i loved the way that kurt and ram were all over veronica (IN A DIRECTORS SENSE I THOUGHT IT WAS GOOD STAGING I DONT CONDONE ASSAULT)

- the cheerleading was incredible

- disappointed by the kindergarten boyfriend staging ie there was none, BUT DAMN MARTHA

- veronica’s post bomb look is A LOOK

Ghost pt. 5

Bucky Barnes x reader 

Notes: Swearing, VIOLENCE, angst, SMUT (YES! SMUT! yay!), fluff

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After Steve blew up on you and you ran away, Bucky comes to find you. 

Originally posted by jamiebarnes

Bucky ran up the stairs, beating the elevator to his floor. Within minutes he geared himself up, only taking a handgun, ammo and two knives. He wasn’t planning on fighting you or anyone else, but you were unpredictable and he had to be sure.

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#178 - For anonymous

Filling the prompts “I had a dream where I worked in retail and I served Van and he kept following me around and making up reasons to need my help like at one point I was working in the changing room and instead of bringing his 5 items in together he brought them separately so he could see me and I was wondering if you could base a fic off this?”

“Y/N, go see if that guy needs help,” Tash said. You looked to where she’d flicked her head. Only catching his blue eyes for a second before he looked down at something, you turned back to Tash. She was smirking.


“Nothing. He’s just been here for like, fifteen minutes. Been following you around, I think. Would think it’s creepy, but he’s dead cute, so…”

“That’s really flawed logic. Cute people can be creepy,”

“So you agree he’s cute?” she said in a tone that channelled Regina George.

“Not what I said, Tash. But I’ll go do my job. You should maybe consider doing the same.”

Walking up to the guy, you watched as he picked up a hat to try to seem like he was legitimately shopping, then realise it was the ugliest thing he’d ever seen. He put it back, but there was no time for him to go anywhere before you approached.

“Hi. Can I help you with anything today?” you asked.

His cheeks went red immediately, and he couldn’t stop himself from grinning, although it was clear he was trying his best. His eyes darted around, not wanting to settle on you. Finally, he had to.

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Rotten: A Klance Fanfic (Chapter One)

Based off a zombie AU by @belmeran)
Author’s note: I haven’t written fanfic in a very long time, so I’m sorry if I’m rusty!!

Lance Mcclain stumbled through the dark alleyway, his eyes glazed, his breathing heavy. A sour taste was in his mouth, and his stomach pinched with hunger. He scraped his nails along the sides of his thighs, and he fell, his knees scraping against the gravel. He ran his hands through his dirty hair and bit down on his tongue until it bled. His head slammed against the ground and he took in a heavy breath, ragged.
“Get up, Mcclain,” a rough voice growled.
Lance picked up his head and rested it in his scabbed hands.
“Shiro,” he muttered, and stumbled to his feet, leaning against a cold brick wall.
“It’s Takashi Shirogane to you,” Shiro said, his eyes narrowing to yellow slits. He heaved a body off his back and threw it onto the ground. “That’s for you. Do you have what I need?”
“Of course,” Lance said smoothly, handing him a brown bag. “As always.” He glanced hungrily at the body. “You might not want to watch this,” he warned.
“I’ve seen worse.” Shiro sat against the brick wall and raised an eyebrow. “Well, go on. Unless you would like to eat alone.” He smirked.
“I’m not picky.” Lance forced a smirk back. He gazed down at the body–it was a young woman with ginger hair and green eyes… and freckles, he could make out freckles, despite the darkness. He feel a twinge of guilt, but was overriden by hunger and tore off an arm, greedily digging into it.
Blood dripped down his lips and his senses were overriden with pleasure. His stomach growled and he dug in, wanted more, needing more…
Shiro stood up. “I’ll be on my way.” He raised his eyebrows. “Have fun with that meal of yours,” he murmured.
“Thank you,” Lance breathed, and continued gnawing on the arm, a bit disgusted with himself, but needing flesh nonetheless. He finished it off by gnawing on the bone, and tossed it to the side once it was stripped clean of flesh.
He ripped the next arm off, and took a big bite into it when he heard footsteps.
He glanced up to see the horrified face of a pale man with dark hair–-a mullet, and a red jacket. “Jesus fucking christ,” the man choked out, and fell to the ground.
Oh fuck.
Lance wiped the blood off his face and reached out to the man. “Listen, man, it’s not what it looks like–”
The man dry heaved and glanced wildly up at Lance. “It’s exactly what it looks like,” he said shakily. “You, are a cannibal, oh my fucking god…” He grasped it his hair. “This can’t be happening, holy shit…”
“I’m not a cannibal.” Lance bit his lip as the man tried to stumble to his feet but fell again. “Listen, I’m not, okay? Or, well, I guess technically I am, but I’m not really human.” He sighed. “Okay, I used to be human but like. I’m not anymore.”
The man stared at him. “Okay yeah, what the actual fuck. You… need help or something. I’m calling the police–” He shakily took out his phone, but Lance batted it out of his hands. The man looked terrified.
“I’m a zombie,” Lance said bluntly.
The man stared at him some more and then started hysterically laughing. “A z-zombie… Yeah..” He started crying and then suddenly stopped laughing and crying all together. “This is a dream.”
“No it’s not.” Lance furrowed his brow. “Shut up and LISTEN to me, man.”
“My name is Keith.”
“Yeah, okay, Keith.” Lance sat back on his heels. His stomach growled again. “I’m a motherfucking zombie, dude.”
Keith rolled his eyes and shook his mullet in an obnoxious way. “Zombies rot, dumbass.”
Lance nodded. “Uh. I know that.” He crossed his arms. “I also know that zombies rot in different ways. Some rot on the outside. The lucky ones rot on the inside.”
Keith looked about ready to laugh again. “You expect me to believe that?”
Lance groaned. “What do you want me to do, cut my stomach open?”
“Sure.” Keith narrowed his eyes. “That would do the trick.”
“Okay. Do you have a knife on you?”
“No, no–” Keith looked horrified again. “You were actually going to cut your stomach open? Dude…”
Lance rubbed some dried blood off his face. “Yes. I wouldn’t die, although I would need stitches to patch it back up. Can’t go walking around with a cut open stomach.” He winked. “The ladies wouldn’t like that very much.”
Keith nodded to the dead body and looked sick again. “But zombies eat brains.”
“That’s a myth.” Lance pursed his lips. “I don’t LIKE eating people, but if I don’t once a week, uhh… bad things will happen.”
“What kind of bad things?” Keith crossed his arms.
“Too bad to talk about in your presence,” Lance said teasingly. His eyes darkened. “You can’t tell anyone. Please.”
“Why wouldn’t I?” Keith gritted his teeth. “You are dangerous. I can’t… just let a murderer go.”
“If you report me,” Lance whispered, “I’ll kill you, and all of your family.”
That was the most bullshit lie he had ever told in his entire life.
Keith believed it.
“The police will kill you first,” he said shakily.
“No they won’t. I can’t die,” Lance lied again. “So don’t you fucking dare tell anyone about this.”
Keith got to his feet. “You deserve to rot, asshole.”
Lance heaved the body onto his back, and took another bite of the arm. He grinned. “I already am.”

(Sorry for the short chapter!!! I’m trying to get used to the characters and everything. Longer chapters await! Please leave criticism in the comments! I would love to improve!)

The Initiate

Originally posted by australian-god

Requested By Anon.

Request: Can you please write an imagine where the reader is an initiate and they’re lowkey scared of Eric but he tries to subtly get her alone if that makes any sense 😅 Eric does likes the reader!!!!

I had fun writing this. I might make it a series if you guys want.

I was punching the punching bag with all of my strength, yet it wasn’t moving as the other people’s. I was never going to make it here in Dauntless. Then, I felt a presence behind me.

“Try changing your stance.” Eric says. He then come from behind me and positions me into the right stance.

“Thanks.” I mutter. To be honest, Eric scared me to death. He always had that imtimidating stare on his face, and with those piercings and tattoos. Nope. Nuha. I don’t want to get on this guy’s bad side.

He nods in response and proceeds to walk around and check the other initates.

That night, I was walking back to the dorms from the tattoo parlour. I had just gotten a new tattoo, but it had taken longer than expected to finish. It was almost curfew. So that made me walk even faster. But what made me stop walking was the silhouette of somebody walking around the corner. The figure looked a lot like Eric. What could he be doing this late at night? Being the stupid idiot I am, I decide to follow him.

I quietly turn the corner that he did, and luckily just saw him as he turned another, I followed.

“You know.” He said, making me stop dead in my tracks. “It’s not polite to creep on people.”

He turned around to face me. I was petrified. He was going to punish me, not only for following him, but probably also for being out past curfew. He takes a step towards me. I take a step back. Of course with my luck, my back hits a wall. He walks up to me.

“Why are you scared of me?” He asks.

“Because you’re intimidating.” I reply.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” And with that, he walked off. Leaving me behind full of different emotions ranging from confusion, to shock.

I was getting beaten down to the core. Tucker, one of my fellow initiates, was punching me, kicking me, doing everything he can do to with this fight. And I knew he would. I was on the ground on the verge of unconsciousness, when a voice erupted through the training room.

“That’s enough! Tucker, you won.” I recognized the voice as Eric’s.

Tucker stops fighting and leaves the mat. I’m too weak to get up, so I lay on the floor. Arms wrap around me, lifting me up. And then, somebody is carrying me bridal style. Right before I let the darkness take over, I see the face of the person who is carrying me. Eric.

When I awake, I’m in the infurmery. Perfect. I’m definitely not going to make it in Dauntless now. I try to get up, but the pain is too much. I groan, falling back against the pillows. As if on cue, a nurse comes in and tells me what happened. Nothing major just a small concusion. She said that I can leave in a few hours. Thank God.

When I finnaly got out of that hell whole, I wanted to go thank my saver. He wasn’t in the training room or anywhere else, so I assumed he was in his office. The door was closed, so I knocked.

“Come in.” Eric’s voice said.

I opened the door, now regretting my decision. Am I an idiot? Wait. Don’t answer that question.

He looks up from paperwork. “Y/N. What are you doing here?”

“I came to thank you for what you did.”

“No need.”


“Because you don’t need to thank me. It was nothing.”

“No. I mean why did you do it? Why did you stop Tucker?” I question.

He’s silent for a moment.

“Because I like you. And I couldn’t stand there, and just watch him beat you to a pulp.”


He just nods.

“That’s really the nicest thing anybody has ever done for me.”


“Yeah. Back at my old faction, I was the weird kid. My family hardly ever talked to me beacause they were ashamed of me. I didn’t have any friends. Well. I did. But you would think I was weird if I told you about my only friends.”

“I would like to hear about these friends of yours. I won’t judge. I promise.” He said.

“Um. Okay.” I laugh. “There was Tom, and then Macy, and then Larry, and then Taylor.” I hesitate before continuing. “They were all squirrels. Except Macy. She was a mouse.”

Eric smiled, and I could tell he was trying not to laugh.

“Go on. Laugh.” I say.

“No, it’s just that you named them. That’s adorable.”

“Hey. They all helped me pick out their names. I listed names until they nodded their heads.”

“That’s weird.”

“Sshhh.” I laugh. But then I realize that he said he like me. “You like me?”


Don't comment people in public places plz.

OKAY so… I don’t get pissed at people easily but today…ugh…here’s what happened

I’m going up the stairs at the subway and behind me there are two girls maybe my age ..even a bit older idek… at this point I just hear the one saying to the other
“Dude does my ass look like that?” (Quick fact, I’ve been insecure about my appearance my whole life…and I did maaaany diets and many shit and believe me even when I look like a toothpick my butt sticks out I can’t do anything about it)

So the other one says “No dude”
“Is she like taller??” …. “i don’t know , I don’t think so” At this point they’re talking loudly and I’m right in front of them. Even the people who didn’t even care were now staring at me cause they’re commenting on me and they don’t even whisper.
I’m just SPRINTING my way up the stairs and then she says
“OKAY dude look at it THAT way” so they both stop walking and literally stare at my ass while I’m walking 20 feet. AT THAT FREAKING DISTANCE I CAN STILL HEAR THEM TALKING.

I’m pissed. I stopped I turn around. Of course they’re still staring. With a dead smile I say
“Is there a problem?”

They both lose their shit the one just stands there like an idiot and the other said “eh what?no!” Or something .

I said “good. Goodnight.”

I went home and now it’s 4am and I can’t fucking sleep cause I feel embarrassed.

I just felt really bad and please don’t do that to anyone …