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not me just now finding the inbox/asks thingie 💀 I’m not ignoring yall im just an idiot

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the sweetest eyes* BYE 😭😭

creeper:

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KOSA IS GETTING FORCED THROUGH ATTACHED ARE SCRIPTS FOR EITHER A DEM OR REP SENATOR CALL NOW PLEASE

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part three niragi fic IM ON MY KNEES STACY BEGGING WORSHIPING ANYTHING YOU WANT

IM SORRY ITS SLOW GOING 😭😭 IM WORKING OU THE KINKS (😏) BUT IM CLOSE

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I've rarely seen a more validating sentence in my entire life.

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Lines and scenes from my aot shitty convenience store au

“Excuse me, where can I find the witch hazel—“

“Erwin, get it away from me.” Levi said, moving away from the woman slightly, looking at her the same way a distrustful cat would eye a threat.

…

“Um. Excuse me, where can I find the witch hazel?”

Connie gave the customer a funny look before snorting.

“Uh, right over there by the cauldrons and the unicorn hair.”

…

“And please, for the love of god, SELL SOMETHING!“ Erwin boomed, his eyebrows thunderous and large.

…

“You’re not very smart are you?” The asshole questioned smugly, before turning to walk away. Eren was halfway over the counter with his hand gripping the customers hair before Mikasa could grab him.

…

“Does anyone want to tell me why The Thong Song is playing throughout my store?” Pixis demanded with a plastic smile donning his wrinkled face.

“Mr. Pixis knows The Thong Song?” You whispered to a stoic Mike.

“I bet it’s his go-to for karaoke.” He deadpanned.

“Compared to the soft-core Christian porn music that blasts through this shithole every other day, The Thong Song is a GD blessing.” Levi cut in, storming through with a mop and rag.

…

Levi pressed against you in the cleaning closet, his eyes softer than usual.

“Why didn’t you call for me? I would’ve handled it.” He murmured, his hand coming to rest on the door just above your shoulder.

“They were just being assholes, I was already stressed before they came in, this wasn’t them.” You sniffled, crossing your arms and tucking your chin into your chest.

“… Still.”

…

“No, a little higher Jean!” You called up, watching Jean and Marco hang up a new banner, replacing an older one that advertised a sale ending today.

“L-like this?” Marco asked, holding his side up to match Jean’s. You held a thumbs up before turning around and almost bumping into a short, stout man with his arms crossed.

“How do you think taking down that sign at this time of day will affect our sales?”

“Uh.”

“Because if I were a customer I wouldn’t—“

“Hold that thought.” You interrupted while holding up a hand, he paused, you lowered your hand before turning around and walking away. You heard a sputter behind you and rolled your eyes as the sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the empty store.

…

“Why do you keep buying ding dongs, Y/n?”

“Ding dongs are the food of the gods.”

-

“All this stores income comes from your eating fucking ding dongs everyday, L/n.”

“Damn straight. This place would be in gone if it wasn’t for me.”

…

You watched in amusement as one after another your coworkers slipped and fell onto their asses, a startled yelp or curse falling from their lips. Or a full on scream from Jean, his kind-hearted love Marco trying to hold in a laugh but releasing it as he, too, fell victim to the wet floor. Eren cackled with a crazed look in his eye as Jean stumbled to his feet, holding Marco up as well.

You sat perched on the counter next to Hanji, stuffing a ding dong into your mouth.

“You’d think they’d learn their lesson.” You mumbled.

“Or maybe observe the fact that their coworkers fell in the exact same spot.” Mike chimed in from behind the two of you.

“Or maybe the fucking wet floor sign.” Levi sighed.

…

“He worries me.” You said with a nervous laugh as you stared in Eren’s direction. He seemed a little tense as he wiped down the counter.

“At least the brat is cleaning the counter for once.” Levi retorted, standing close enough to you that you felt his ribs against yours.

…

“I’ll call your manager!” The woman hissed. You laughed.

“No, I’ll call my manager. LEVI!”

…..

(Many of these things have happened to me while working at a retail store 💀 I have to cope somehow so I wrote a fic)

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I came back to read could you have loved me again it's even better the second time and i can't tell you how glad I am that your not like those people who make a part two where they come back from the dead and get you back

THOSE EXIST???? LMAO

y/n in those stories:

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waiting patiently for part 3

^^^^ y’all: watching tumblr for notifs on pt3

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I LOVED THE SKZ ZOMBIE FIC

Gimme MORE

I’m glad it hit right 😎😎😎

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🤨

what does your blood taste like to a vampire

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rain will make the flowers grow | hwang hyunjin | zombie apocalypse au pt. 1

title taken from “little fall of rain” from les mis

Genre: angst angst angst, slight horror, little bit of angst, a LOT of angst :((, and some angst ;)

Pairing(s): hyunjin/reader

Excerpt: You wanted to blame the stinging in your eyes on the heat as well, say you had overheated so much that sweat had fallen into them.

But you had never been a good liar.

/////should I be posting this rather than part 3 of the Niragi fic??? No. Am I doing it anyway????

Yessir 🫡🫡🫡

Hyunjin held tightly to your hand, dragging you behind him as you followed the other 7 boys to a chain-link fence. The hoard behind you followed your group at a steady pace.

You had just finished fighting off a few zombies that had taken you by surprise, there had only been five but even trying to be as quiet as you could, the sounds of the scuffle drew the hoard’s attention.

You felt the heat of the sun beating down on your shoulders, causing the hand Hyunjin gripped to grow slick with sweat. You wanted to blame the stinging in your eyes on the heat as well, say you had overheated so much that sweat had fallen into them.

But you had never been a good liar.

The wrist attached to the hand Hyunjin held throbbed, the torn and bleeding skin was hidden by your jacket sleeve but you felt its presence nonetheless. You didn't know how to tell the boys, but you weren't sure you would've had the time anyway. It happened so fast and then you were running for your lives.

“C’mon, baby, almost there!” Hyunjin called back to you, you were breathing hard and you felt a small fear in your heart that maybe the virus was spreading faster because your blood was pumping through your veins so quickly.

You reached the fence, Chan had given Jeongin and Felix a boost before climbing to the top of the fence and waiting to lift his members up and over, one by one. Seungmin and Changbin dropped to the ground on the other side of the fence, retrieving the backpacks they had tossed over it. Minho neglected to take his off, simply twisting his body away from the fence so his bag wouldn't catch on it.

You quickly shrugged yours off as Jisung scrambled up the fence, landing on one knee with a hiss of pain.

“C’mon, c’mon, c’mon.” Chan muttered, reaching impatiently for your hand. You evaded it to toss your bag up at him. You didn't know what to do, you could feel your head start to pound, your blood starting to boil in your very veins. Your limbs started to feel heavier by the minute, your eyes burned and you couldn't blame it on sweat this time. You moved to the other side of Hyunjin and started to climb alongside him.

Chan, seeing that neither of you needed help swung his leg over and jumped to the ground a few seconds before Hyunjin did. They each grabbed their bags, tightening and buckling the straps and preparing to run again.

“Y/n, come on!” Hyunjin spun back around at Jisung’s frantic call. He turned to see you, right at the top of the fence, not having moved to swing your leg over. Your gaze was focused on him though he noticed a haze in your usually sharp eyes.

You had a white knuckle grip on the fence, your legs were trembling and each heaving breath you took was raspy. Sweat trickled down your face, and you looked pained.

“Baby, c’mon. Let's go, just climb over sweetheart.” Hyunjin coaxed, trying to stay calm even as the hoard stumbled closer. You didn't move.

“Y/n—“ Minho had started to snap, stepping forward alongside Hyunjin. You seemed to snap out of your trance, your eyes cleared slightly and—

You released the fence, dropping back to the ground on the other side. Hyunjin darted forward amidst the panicked cries of the others even as you backed away. He struggled to undo the buckles on his bag, his eyes fixed on you.

You stumbled back and away.

“Y/n, what are you doing?!” Jisung cried, his voice rising in pitch. Chan began climbing the fence again, backpack be damned, he wasn’t leaving one of his own behind. But he jerked to halt at the top, shocked to see you holding up your previously unmarred wrist.

“Go. I’ll only slow you down.” You whispered, they barely heard you over the growing sound of the hoard.

A perfect half-circle of teeth stood out in the light, it was ugly and bleeding sluggishly. Felix broke into sobs, Seungmin held a wide-eyed Minho back from moving. Chan’s heart had fallen to his stomach. How? When?

Changbin had let out curse after curse, fingers gripping the fence tightly. Jeongin and Jisung were silent in their horror. And Hyunjin—

His fingers were trembling as he continued to struggle with his bag straps.

“Y/n, you get your ass over this damned fence before I come get you myself.” He demanded, his voice nearly a whimper. He refused to look at your wrist. If he looked then that would make it real. And if it were real… then he would lose you. So he refused. To look.

The hoard was growing closer and nobody was moving. Nobody was moving to save you, not even yourself. Your feet were planted firmly even as your shoulders had started to slump with the weight of the sickness crawling through you. You had dropped your wrist, almost as if it were too heavy to hold up anymore. Why wasn’t anyone moving?

Hyunjin had started climbing. His backpack hung half-hazardly from his shoulders, his chest was heaving with held back sobs as he made it halfway up.

It seemed his movement had spurred the others into action as well. They began working together seamlessly even with eyes blurred by tears. They collected your bag, securing it and pulling out their weapons, preparing to die for you if need be.

You couldn’t have that. You stumbled back further, almost losing your balance. The boys stopped moving, switching their tactics. The closer they got to you the further away you would move.

“Please, please just come back to the fence, Y/n.” Chan said, holding onto Hyunjin even as the younger tried to struggle away and go get you.

“You won’t slow us down, we’ll carry you if we have to, y/n/n.” Jisung sobbed, holding up his cricket bat. Their hopeful, tearful eyes would’ve pulled at your heartstrings if you could concentrate on them. His words encouraged the others, they began calling to you, hoping to get through to you.

You shook your head, stumbling away from them, moving further from their safety and closer towards the monstrous creatures that would pull you apart limb from limb for the slightest taste of flesh.

“Y/n— y/n!” Changbin called, trying to catch your straying attention.

“Baby, please!” Hyunjin nearly screamed, veins in his throat bulging as he struggled against his Hyung. You shuffled away, your head drooping as you dragged yourself further and further from him.

“NO! No no no nononononooooooo-“ Hyunjin’s scream had broken off into a moan as he struggled to drag himself to you, he would’ve fallen had it not been for their leader who watched with parted lips and wet eyes as you sunk into the waiting arms of the hoard. They watched you disappear as clawing hands and grinding teeth overwhelmed you.

“Let me go, hyung - you have to- y/n, baby-“ Hyunjin choked and sobbed, his hands uselessly outstretched, the only hands reaching back were those of the undead, those taken by the same disease you had only just succumbed to. The others were shocked, silent and gaunt with grief.

It was with a heavy heart that Minho climbed up and helped pull Hyunjin down, even as the younger gripped at the fence and sobbed your name.

“Y/n, please just come back.” He keened, even as Changbin gripped him under the arms and dragged him away.

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I’m just kidding it’s coming soon my dear 😎😎

"I only play these games ‘cause you’re playing them, too"

Part 3?? Please? Please? PLEASE???????

—but I have a new man now LMAO

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"I only play these games ‘cause you’re playing them, too"

Part 3?? Please? Please? PLEASE???????

—but I have a new man now LMAO

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I will tag the absolute crap out of y’all don’t worry 🫡🫡

I only play these games ‘cause you’re playing them, too | Suguru Niragi; part iii

PREVIEW

part i part ii part iii (preview)

A/N: uhhhh I’m almost done??????? :)))))))

“He was practically fucking you.” Niragi hissed, you laughed. He was such a hypocrite. What did he even want from you?

“What do you want, Niragi? I thought you and I weren’t on speaking terms.” You refused to speak in Japanese for this conversation, you didn’t want to give him anything else to give you shit about.

“Why, did you miss me, sweetheart?” He cooed mockingly, the words cutting you deeper than he realized. You scoffed.

@jay-u-so-gay @aliceinnaughtyland

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PART 1 OF PRETTY EYES WITH DARRY JENNER AHHHHHHH ITS SO GOOD I LOVED IT SM I have been in love with Darry FOR YEARS and was so heartbroken at the end of the movie - he deserved to live ! So thank you for writing that ending!

IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT 🥰🥰 I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO WANTED A DIFFERENT ENDING

I’ve never seen a fic where he actually lives so I did it myself 😎

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“how could you be so stupid” well you know what. its really not that hard

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alls well it ends well