Some kind words from (some of) our favorite boys!
I’ve seen some people haven’t been feeling well recently and I wanted to give something for all of you guys who are having a bad day or week or just a bad time in general 💙
For the friends and mutuals I’ve seen specifically not feeling well: @caceydoesthings@bemusedwayfarer@themythicalumbreon
I hope you all feel better!!
*Don’t repost please!*
PROMPT: The reader got separated from the group years ago when she was a child. When she returns unexpectedly, She’s not a weak little girl anymore. Reader and Carl were best friends, & when she arrives back, she realises her best friend never forgot about her.
I came to rest in an old house, and after checking it thoroughly for walkers, I went upstairs to bed. It had been a long day, hell, it had been a long day every day for the last 3 years. It wasn’t easy on your own, scavenging and fighting for your life all the damn time. Whenever I did come across people, it was usually big hairy men who thought finding a lonesome teenage girl was the best thing to ever happen to them. I usually get away, but I had been… used… a few times.
I plopped down on the small bed. It was filthy and smelled like sweat and mould, and was itchy as hell. To me though, it felt like heaven -which is probably why I feel asleep instantly, without locking the doors.
I was so exhausted, I slept through most of the day, only to be awoken by groaning coming from downstairs, I immediately jumped up, cursing myself for being so careless. There were at least 3 walkers downstairs, but I managed to fight them off… just.
I ran into some bushes to hide from the small heard that was approaching. I squatted there for a bit, and when I figured it was safe, I jumped up and made a dash for it. Only just making it away with my life.. and a huge gash on my leg.
Life was getting tougher. I wasn’t going to last much longer out here on my own.
summary : harry leaves you at the altar for another girl , regrets it , sees you three years later and wants you back but you just want to be friends . He accepts that but ends up feeling more regret when he starts to fall for you again (requested)
There’s a feeling everyone warns you about , the whole “people who move too fast , never last “ and sadly , as much as he didn’t want to admit it , he thinks he may have moved a bit too fast . This was moving way too fast . He was only in his twenties , he wanted to be young, have fun like normal twenty , twenty-five year olds do . But here he was , at the altar watching the woman he loved the most walk down the aisle .