#all of us are dead fanfic

[plentyoffandoms]

Yellow (Part 1)

wearer is willing to hug

Gwi-nam x f/Reader

Main Masterlist ♡ All Of Us Are Dead Masterlist ♡ Yoon Gwi-Nam Masterlist ♡ Jelly Bracelets Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Am I late to this fandom? Oh hell, yes, but the show was so good.

Warnings: Some swearing. Nothing sexual yet

WC: 869

Gifs & photos do not belong to me. 1st gif @weputthefunin-funeral 2nd & 3rd gifs @dramastream

YN’S POV:

He is staring again.

Ever since I transferred to Hyosan High School a few months ago, I was used to being stared at, as I joined a month into the new school year.

Many people wanted to know where I was from. Why did I transfer?

Did I do something bad that made me have to transfer to a whole new school and leave my friends behind?

The answer was no.

My father got promoted and we needed to move for his job.

I quickly became old news and made friends. People stopped staring at me, except for one.

Yoon Gwi-nam.

"He is staring at you again." Jang-Mi said to me as she nudged my foot under the cafeteria table.

"I know. I can feel his eyes on me wherever I go."

"Maybe he likes you." Sun-Hee said as she nudged my shoulder.

Before I could say anything, Jang-Mi quickly said, "No shit."

The two of them started to bicker, and I ate there in silence, trying to wrap my head around what Sun-Hee said.

~

I wasn't really paying attention to what the teacher was even saying. I was staring out the window, playing with the bracelets that I had on my wrist.

Laughing silently to myself at the myth that came with these so-called sex bracelets.

They were a going away gift from my friend Ye-Rim. She knew I like to try and accessorise the school uniforms as much as possible without getting in trouble, of course.

"Just make sure no one snaps them." She said teasingly.

"Or what? I will have to do what that person says?" I scoffed as I looked down at the bag of jelly bracelets.

"Yes." She then on to tell me what the meanings were behind each of the colours.

I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I sat up straight and leaned back slightly to listen. "You are gonna get caught." Dal-rae, another one of my friends whispered to me.

I was gonna say something back, but I was called on by the teacher to answer a question.

~

I ran as fast as I could towards the school, but even I knew I wasn't going to make it on time, and that was going to be three demerit points.

Either way, I was gonna be late, so I decided to stop running and take my time, but I wasn't the only one.

Myung-hwan and his pathetic group of friends weren't that far from me, and that included Gwi-nam.

Who seemed to have a sixth sense of when I was close to him because he looked over his shoulder and I could see the half-smirk on his face.

He said something to Myung-hwan, who looked back at me as well and said something back to Gwi-nam that had the both of them laughing. Gwi-nam stopped walking, and the others continued walking.

I held my head up high and went to walk past him, but I didn't realise he had his hand out to grab my backpack until I was pulled back into his chest.

"Now, now, YN, where are your manners?" He tutted at me.

Gwi-nam's POV:

She raised her eyebrow at me. "What do you want, Gwi-nam?" She asked instead.

This is probably the first time I have heard her say my name. I mean, I hear it in my head as I think about her, but never once from her own lips.

"All I want is a hug."

She took a step back and looked me up and down, clearly confused.

"Why would I give you a hug? I don't even know you."

I figured she would ask that.

"You see YN when I saw those bracelets that you constantly wear under your jumper one day, I remember one of my older cousins mentioning them and said they were all a fad in North America when they did a student exchange program."

"They have no meaning." She tried to say.

"But they do. Now I would like a hug." I held the snapped, yellow bracelet up high for her to see.

YN gasped and looked down and saw that it was indeed gone from her wrist.

"Unless you want me to tell everyone that you actually had to come here because you got caught cheating on your exams at your old school."

"You are willing to tell some stupid lie just to get a hug? Why? No one else will touch you?" I could tell she was angry, but I stood my ground.

She looked like she was having an inner battle with herself, and she sighed and held her arms open and wrapped them around my waist, and I wrapped my arms around her.

The hug wasn't very long, but just as she was about to pull away, I made sure she heard me say, "You will be mine, YN." and I let go of her.

YN quickly turned to walk towards the school.

"Oh and YN?" She stopped and didn't say anything.

"Make sure to keep wearing those bracelets. I think you and are going to have fun with them."

Orange (<-Part 2)

[manuchyy]

cheong-san with a gf who always stays calms and acts like a pillar of support for everyone during the apocalypse but ends up breaking down when it gets too much but luckily she has cheong-san to help her! (ahh i saw requests were open and i’ve never requested before so i hope i did this right LOL)

a CHEONG-SAN X FEMALE READER fanfic

Genre: soft romance, horror with fluff and comfort.

Warnings: mentions of death, gore and dark, suicidal thoughts. A few cuss words too.

Synopsis: you were always thoughtful and caring, never thinking twice before putting others above yourself. This didn't change after the outbreak, it only pushed your actions over the limit. It's only a matter of time before the consequences arrive.

Author’s Note: I AM SO SORRY! I deeply apologize for the HUGE delay this story and many others had. I had lost motivation and my mental health went down the drain after I got covid, The stress I felt whenever I tried writing was terrible and I needed more time away from stuff. I’m slowly coming back and noting many ideas for future stories. And I am so sorry if the ending of this story seems lazy or just cheesy...I am so sorry :( It’s been months without writing. I hope this story was what you had in mind though, again a huge apology for the delay. I hope you are doing okay dear anon! Much love <3  

You could no longer recall for how long you've been trapped in the school, and neither could your classmates remember when it all began. At first, it had been all about survival and playing the waiting game for rescue, counting the days for it's arrival. The sounds of helicopters who flew by had brought hope, a glimpse of that small chattered hope was all they had. But they never came. The sound of planes and sightings of soldiers had brought strength to keep going, to wait. But they never came. Slowly, that loop of false hope took it's toll on your former classmates upon realizing you all had been forgotten, left behind. Left to die.

While at some point most gave up, you stood your ground and worked hard to adapt to everything that happened around you. The outbreak, the infected, survival. Your efforts not only gave the group emotional support, but provided them with security, supplies and a warmth that was lost since day one.

Although you were never an athlete, never fit in the category of an athlete and never had what it took to be one, you still had focused short workout sessions that lasted from 5-10 minutes, working on your strength and stamina in hopes of being more of a support when facing against the infected. You had also come up with ways to fight back using furniture and materials around the school to the group's advantage, hoping it would make it easier to deal with the infected when the time came. You had done practically everything in your power to help.

But with every passing day, it became clear the road ahead all of you wouldn't be easy to cope with. Upon loosing friends and family, you had watched the same happen to your fellow companions and your feelings were thrown into a deep pit of helplessness. You could feel fear and doubt clawing at you. Loss wasn't something you could fix, wasn't something you could reverse and bring it back. No, you watched it and took it in. You had accepted, accepted that this perhaps was what would happen to all of you one day. You had watched your friends cry upon seeing their loved ones turned into homicidal infected, with only rage driven instincts lingering in their now empty minds. You couldn't help them.

You knew that giving into frustration and letting that pit of dark, insane driven thoughts take over you would only worsen the already sensitive situation. That small spark of hope you brought to all of them was all they had to hold on to, and that couldn't be destroyed. You couldn't worsen things between you and the others, especially Cheong-San.

Cheong-San had shown a lot of support towards your ideas and workout sessions, being of great help with some of them even. He stood constantly by your side, assisted and protected you while on high alert for anything that could bring you harm. Even though you had his company, he liked to silently watch and listen. Almost as if he were a ghost, observing you from the shadows. Cheong-San loved how willing you were to survive and to implement that same energy into your fellow companions, supporting them even when you were brought down. However, he was well aware that was one of your facades to strengthen others and not you. You were risking your life so others could survive.

Despite seeing right through your actions, Cheong-San stood quiet and didn't protest against what you've done. He couldn't. You had given your best to get where you were now, as well as the group. They all needed that support, that positivity only you had. Cheong-San acknowledged that destroying it would most likely get everyone killed. You included. He had asked you multiple times if you were okay and keeping yourself just as healthy, but you had dismissed him time after time.

You weren't dumb, you could understand and appreciate he was worried and you knew he wanted to help but you would never in a million years let him risk himself like you were doing. You'd put him above the others and yourself if need be, you'd make sure he survived even if you had to be left behind. Cheong-San was everything to you, your only source of happiness and you would be lying if you said you weren't grateful for the things he'd done for you. He'd done a lot, more than necessary even. Now it was your time to fill in that spot, to repay him somehow.

...

The day had gone by rather quickly, forcing you and the group of survivors to take some refuge and rest in the comfort provided by what used to be a classroom, tiding it up and making sure it was secure enough for the night. It had been a rough day, rougher than any other and that was being generous.

While your classmates drifted off to sleep, you had stayed awake to work on one of your many plans on how to get out of there as soon as the sun rised, and as you hadn't slept properly in a long time you thought it wasn't a big deal to stay awake again. Every classroom was temporary, it had to be, otherwise you'd have infected coming in from every side. You learnt the hard way that they will follow their rabid instincts to go after uninfected people, searching and ravaging every corner to find them after a long period of time. And they bring in friends, they are never alone.

With a small piece of paper and a pencil, you worked smoothly in your plan, drawing and writing every idea you had into the blank spaces. You were standing, your left hand serving as support on the table while the other held the pencil loosely. The classroom was dark and the only source of light came from outside, the night's natural light shinning right through the small gap in the window and right into your paper. The table was placed next to the window and you could have a better view of what your school had become, of what it's former students had become. You shot them glances while you worked, the silent snores of your classmates and the usual moans and grunts from the infected outside serving as the only source of sound to keep you sane enough. The sight didn't bother you anymore, nor did the sounds. Or so you thought.

You were so concentrated in your plan you failed to notice the tall figure approaching from behind you, hand were felt on your hips and it was enough to startle you for a brief moment, until the touch was recognized and you relaxed. The touch was gentle and smooth, a touch you so learned to appreciate and love. As you turn around, you are met with Cheong-San's tired expression, already telling you that he hadn't slept ever since you all had arrived to the classroom.

''Cheong-San, why aren't you sleeping?'' You questioned, keeping your voice low as to not disturb your sleeping classmates and quickly shifting your attention back to the paper in front of you.

''I could ask you the same thing...'' Cheong-San mumbled, making you pause your writing momentarily to look up at him again. He sighed, knowing exactly where this was going.

''Cheong-San-''

''No, stop-''

You finally raise your voice, shooting him a glare. ''Cheong-San, please.''

You hated raising your voice at him, especially when there are others around. But you couldn't and wouldn't have this conversation, it was complicated and you had something else to focus on, the arguments you both had usually lasted for an hour or two. This wasn't the time.

''I don't want to talk about this now, not again. I-I know you worry about me but please just let me work on this and I promise I'll go to sleep, okay? We need this right now, they need this. Please.'' You implored, a frown making itself present on your face and all those pent up emotions catching up to the recent events.

''And what about you? You've been working on...these plans and-and preparations for far too long. You don't even take care of yourself do you? You barely talk to me now too...'' He sighed, removing his hands from your hips and crossing his arms ''Do you have any idea how I feel?''

You paused. He just pulled that card, and you were furious.

‘‘Excuse me?’‘  You began, blinking in shock at his question. ‘’I- I don’t have any idea how you feel?! Why do you think I’m doing all of this? For myself? I’m doing this so you can all fucking survive, so I can protect you! I don’t want you or the others to end up like my damn parents, can you understand that? Especially YOU! I fucking love you and- and- I care about you so damn much and I want to protect you, you’ve done that to me so many times I want to repay you!’’ 

At this point you were crying, the sniffles could be heard all across the classroom and your classmates stared in shock at the scene taking place in the corner. They woke up with your yells, you hadn’t noticed how loud you’ve gotten as you ranted. Cheong-San stood still in front of you, his eyes were wide and they had a hint of sadness in them. Had you been hiding all of these feelings from him?

‘‘I-I’m sorry, I can’t- I can’t-’‘ You broke down crying and Cheong-San was quick to catch you in his arms, holding you tightly. ‘‘I’m sorry, I’m sorry.’‘

The warm embrace Cheong-San held made you feel at home, made you feel safe. It was a hold you never wanted to loose, a hold you wanted to cherish forever. Cheong-San understood that and never wasted any time on giving you that, he wanted you to smile and tell him your problems. He knew that this time would come and hoped he would be able to make you change your mind, but the outcome clearly didn’t turn out as expected. He had been hesitant at first, silently watching you from his resting spot in one of the corners, but seeing you awake to work on the plans again made his heart clench in guilt. Your classmates had gone back to sleep after a while seeing as Cheong-San had it under control, not that them interfering would make things any better. It was something between the both of you only.

Cheong-San’s emotions were all over the place, his thoughts scrambled to get proper words out of his mouth without hurting you any further but it seemed so hard. Your mind was way too overwhelmed, he was worried that whatever he tried to say would make it worse, he was insecure. Cheong-San then opted to whisper sweet nothings into your ear, telling you he understood. And he did, he really did. He made sure his hold was tight so you could focus on that only, focus on the embrace. 

The hug and sweet words seemed to work as your body relaxed under his touch after a few minutes, your sniffles could still be heard but you weren’t crying anymore. That dark pit of emotions you felt was no longer there, the uncertainty that had clawed at you was gone, the feeling of helplessness was gone. All you could think about was the hold that reminded you of old times, when things were more simple. At some point, Cheong-San pulled away from the hug and looked into your watery eyes. He smiled at you, and that smile was enough to let you know you weren’t alone. 

No words had to be said, that smile was the source of your strength, the source of your happiness that you seemed to have lost long ago. The source of your hope. 

The source of your survival.

[fireofjudgement]

Pretty in pink

Requested here

Fandom: All of us are dead

Pairing: Gwi-nam x gn!reader

Summary: You've never realised just how jealous Gwi-nam was, nor what the result of his jealousy would be.

Word count: 696

Warnings: established relationship, kissing, mentions of jealousy, slight angst but mostly fluff, ooc Gwi-nam

A/N: Good lord, this isn't my best work or my longest one but this past month has been quite bad and I didn't have the time, energy nor the motivation to write at all, but I also made this blog with the goal of posting at least one thing every month and I didn't want to break my streak so early on. I'm doing a little better now so I'll be writing more of the requests soon, hopefully 😌

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"Gwi-nam, stay still! I swear to God.."

"But it buuurns, how am I supposed to stay still? You're doing this on purpose, y/n!" 

"It will burn even more if you won't stop moving, you silly! Are you trying to get it in your eyes?" You pretended to be annoyed with his impatience and childish behavior, but in reality you had to try really hard to contain laughter and focus on what you were doing. You didn't actually want to hurt him, obviously. 

It was still hard for you to believe he agreed to do this. You and Gwi-nam have been together for almost a year now and you could, with all confidence, say that you knew him better than he knew himself. And yet, never in a million years would you imagine he'd let you dye his hair. Pink. Pastel pink to be more specific. But, as unbelievable as that fact itself was, the reason why he asked you to do it in the first place was even more absurd. 

It was no secret that Gwi-nam was the jealous type, possessive even. You were his and he was yours, you knew it and he made sure everyone around you knew it too. You didn't know however that his jealousy went far beyond the people you surrounded yourself with, or so happened to meet in your day-to-day life. Oh no. But it wasn't till a few weeks earlier that you learned your boyfriend doesn't like for you to look at any other man. Not even celebrities you've never met before and most likely never will.

One of those celebrities, a young actor from a very popular Netflix show, posted a few pictures of himself with his new haircut and without thinking much about it, you made a comment about it to Gwi-nam. 

"You know, he kinda reminds me of you a little. Just with a way cuter hair color."

You didn't think he'd react so emotionally, an innocent remark apparently hurting him more than either of you expected. It took a few days of radio silence, countless unanswered texts and missed phone calls for him to finally talk to you again. And when he did, it wasn't what you expected. He wasn't mad. He didn't want to break up with you. Instead, he asked for you to.. dye his hair. It would be nice to try something new, he said. And you didn't ask any questions. You were just happy to have him back.

"Okay, I'm done! Now you have to wait about forty minutes, then we can wash it off."

"Wait, forty minutes? That doesn't sound right. What if it burns my beautiful hair?" He asked, pretending to be genuinely concerned. 

"Well.." You hesitated, pulling him closer to you. "..I guess I'll still love you. We'll just get you a pink wig." You couldn't contain laughter any longer when he tackled you, leaving a bunch of kisses on your face and neck. It was adorable how careful he was to not get the dye on you or any of your furniture. 

You spent the next hour cuddling, trying to pay attention to the movie quietly playing in the background, completely forgetting about the timer. It was nice to have Gwi-nam by your side again, it was even nicer to feel his lips on yours, your bodies complimenting each other perfectly. It wasn't until you tried to brush your fingers through his hair that you realised you still haven't washed off the dye, dark pink stains forming on his forehead and neck. You could only hope his hair has survived this unexpected attack.

"And?" Gwi-nam asked, nervously shifting his gaze from the mirror to your face. He was trying to keep his cool but you knew how much your approval meant to him. "Don't be like that, just tell me what you think?" 

"I think..Well, pink is definitely your color." You answered honestly, before giving him another kiss. You could feel him smiling against your lips, your next words only causing his smile to grow bigger. "You'll always be the most attractive guy I know, Gwi-nam. And I wouldn't want anyone else by my side."

[kooosmiko]

𝗣𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗉𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗌 𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗎𝗌𝗌𝖺̃𝗈 ─── 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗎𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖽

★ gênero: fofo; ★ pequenas sinopses: voces estão em um relacionamento e após uma briga, ele decide te pedir desculpas ★ personagens: gwi-nam, su-hyeok, gyeong-su, cheong-san x f!reader

Gwi-nam: Definitivamente o errado da briga, e eu sinceramente acho que ele não iria ser o primeiro a pedir desculpas e você, então, você que deveria ir até ele (mesmo que Gwi-nam fosse o errado).

Cheong-san: Ele faria um pedido de desculpas simples, mas fofo ao mesmo tempo. Te dando seu doce fav, sendo um pouco meloso, de dando cafuné e logo te chamando para sair.

Su-hyeok: Mesmo se fosse o certo da briga, ele iria fazer questão de pedir desculpas a você, sendo o mais fofo e atencioso possível.

⸻ Desculpa... ⸻ Ele falou após cruzar a porta da sala de aula, com uma carta pequena e simples na mão, deixando-a em sua mesa.

Você o olhou, sorrindo de canto e sem dizer uma palavra, concordou com a cabeça em um 'sim' sútil. Ele sorriu, e disse:

⸻ Quer rodar o centro de Seul depois da aula? ⸻ Ele perguntou sorrindo.

Gyeong-su (meu namorado): Uma criança num corpo de um adolescente, ficaria emburrado e envergonhado de pedir desculpas.

⸻ Vai pedir desculpas, agora! ⸻ Cheong-san falou empurrando o melhor amigo, que esbarrou em você na hora.

⸻ Ah, desculpa por essbarrar em ti ⸻ Ele disse coçando a nuca e meio sem jeito. ⸻ E tambem, hm....me desculpa pela briga..

⸻ Pensei que não iria me pedir desculpas! ⸻ Você sorriu dando um beijinho na bochecha.

[beann-e]

“ now why would my beautiful girlfriend be with them. Hmm with cheongsan ? “ your body going slack at his tone “ huh baby “

“ it’s not what it looks li—well I was trying to find yo—I—and I —I wanted to be safe “

“ we were together in the lunchroom y/n ? Who kept you safe then huh ? “

“ you “

“ that’s right and who sacrificed other people so you could make it out huh “

“ you “

“ exactly ? So explain it to me — even though I’m the only one who’s apparently made you feel safe —you run over here to feel safe ?? “Your mouth closing shut at his words. You’d been caught. There was nothing you wanted more then to get away from him every single moment you were with him you felt that 10 years were shaved off your life.

In fear that he could kill you at any given time for any reason maybe you didn’t run fast enough , didn’t speak slow enough for him to understand , didn’t kiss him when he wanted one. You were scared. Being with him made you scared

“ what—does cheongsan make you feel safe baby ? Safer then me ? It’s ok you can tell me i was gonna kill him anyways but —“

His eyebrow raising at the unsaid claim and the flinch of your body “ what do I not make you feel safe anymore y/n is that what it is ? You think I’m scary now ? That I’m weird gonna bite you or something now ?? “

“ no it’s not like that I just “

“ you just what —admit it youre scared of me now “

“ it’s not just now “ your voice let out softly

“ what “

“ Ive always been scared of you gwinam “

His face dropping to reveal his real feelings behind the fake face he applied during your relationship his mask only being put on again after a few seconds to hide his emotions

“ no you haven’t that’s a lie why would you be afraid of me we’re dating baby I’d never hurt you “

“ that’s the problem “ your mouth opened in a small yell“ we were dating before any of this everything I had was yours. — there’s no more normalcy there’s zombies and hambies like you how can you say you won’t hurt me ??? How do I know we’re still dating—and if we are it’s not the same guy “

“ because I love you and I’ve never been unfaithful during our relationship nor have I been a bad person so — “

“ you wrote on that—that girls shirt “

“ huh girl ? baby what are you talking about “

“ you wrote on that girls shirt “ voice wavering as you began to be confused by his words. You saw it.

He did. He wrote on some girls shirt in class moments before this whole zombie thing. He wrote on it with whore or slut or — or something. Your brain feeling fried but, wanting so badly for him not to trick you again you couldn’t let him win this time. You would stand your ground.

“ I don’t know what you’re talking abt baby I’ve done a lot of things today to fight for my survival — to fight for our surviva -“

“ no no no no it was before any of this “ you laughed quietly the weapon you held shaking a little in your hand as his eyes went down to the ground and back up to your own “ stop— stop lying you didn’t write slut on her shirt for me— you wrote it because you’re a monster “

“ a monster “ he let a scoff fly from his throat before he wiped his mouth “ let’s not get crazy now ok baby—- before this i was —“

“ before this you were writing I have a good body on a shirt “ His mouth shutting up at your words all the wind being knocked out of him.

How the hell did you know the exact sentence

“ what no disagreement now ? “ your eyes tearing up at the guy you used to trust “ what an asshole “ you cried

His tounge poking the inside of his cheek at your tears cheongsan who stood behind you had been long forgotten along with everyone else , he’d came up here to fight for you with , watching as this unfolded.

A hearty laugh pouring from your boyfrie—exes—mouth as he thought of a way out of this situation with you

“ so what now ? We’re just out here believing everything people tell us huh “ he laughed “ baby I would never do that I love you so so so much so why would I even be thinking about another girls body much less have seen it “

Your mouth dropped at his words causing a small smirk to show up on his face before it quickly dropped

“ I watched you? “ your heart breaking “ did you forget I sit right behind you ? “

His eyes going wide “ shit “ he had forgotten who was in his class his brain all foggy due to the zombie transition. “ I’m — im sorry“ he started taking a step toward you while everyone else took one back “ fucking assholes “ he spoke under his breath

“ you just tried to lie to me you flat out forgot about me —gwinam you scare me “ you felt more tears welling up In your eyes itd been a long day youd lost so many friends your parents were probably gone and then your boyfriend was up here acting crazy following the only person who was helping you stay alive while dodging gwinams pitiful attempts to kill him. “ you really scare me gwinam”

You were overwhelmed

“ don’t worry I don’t have to scare you any longer y/n “ he swallowed “ I mean it— I’m only scary because you’re not in my arms— as soon as I hold you — you won’t be scared anymore “

Your tears dropping fast as you dropped the weapon from in front of you and let it dangle in your hand “ yeah ? “

“ you’re only feeling this way because you’ve been without me for a couple hours baby “

“ you know how much I hate being without you “

“ I know “ he stepped closer “ I know — you hate being around other people you don’t know — I know how much you hate it y/n “

“ but— but I know cheongsan “ you moved to step back as he approached stopping at his next words “ but baby not like you know me“

“ I-“

“ remember our first date ? Because I do— I remember every food you like , you dislike, you can’t stand to smell or even see on a plate “ he moved a little closer “ I remember every movie you love— the ones you know word for word. I know every homework assignment you’ve asked for help on — every teacher you’ve had in your last few years of high school that we’ve been dating —because I’ve walked you to class everyday of every year“

You shook your head at his words “ y/n — baby no one knows you better then I do my love “

“ but— “

“ no one “ his hand coming out to grab yours as he smiled softly when you didn’t fight back “ so you’re gonna tell me the person who knows nothing close to what I know is gonna keep you safe ? “ he laughed “ really ? Do you yourself believe that “

“ well does he really have to know any of that to— “

“ yes — he does — and he doesn’t “

“ oh “ your head moving to rest on his chest feeling the heavy breathes he took and not noticing the small smirk he gave the group behind you “ y/n I can keep you safe ok — just like I have been just like I’ve been doing “

“ but - they kept me safe too “

“ if they really kept you safe then how did I find you so easily“ your body tensed “ imagine if I were a regular zombie ? Should you have been that easy to find ? When have you ever came this close to death like now when you were with me “

“ ne—Never “

“ exactly so — no this prick hasn’t been keeping you safe “ he rested his head on top of yours “ just come back down with me ok“

“O—“

“ y/n don’t leave with him he’s gaslighting you “ cheongsans voice rang out atop the roof and slicing through the heart to heart moment the two of you were having

“ we’ve allowed you to make you own timely rational decisions since you’ve been with us —are you sure you want to give that up “

He swallowed eyes stuck on the back of your head that rested against your boyfriends chest “ are you sure you want to go back to being spoken for — criticized — talked about ? —we all seen it”

everyone shaking their heads in agreement behind you “ we all seen the way he treated you like an object over the last few years guarding you as if he were your guard dog —but “

He shook his head softly no matter if you could see his small smile or not “ he doesn’t know you in the way we do — in the way —I’ve gotten to know you “

Your heart jumped at his words beating a little faster gwinams eyebrows furrowing looking down on you as he felt it thump louder against his chest “ so — even if it sounds a bit selfish “

he laughed a little at his words “ can you please just stay with me — I won’t learn or know everything about you like gwinam does but “ his face set in determination “ I will learn what you want me to all while putting my life on the line to keep you safe “

Your mind swirled at the thought. At everything you’d been through up until this point. What the hell were you gonna do and who the hell were you gonna choose.?

[loverforfanfiction]

Dating gwinam would include

:you not being very liked in school because you were dating a bully

:you would fall for him because you saw him from the inside

But not as a monster

:he would be only nice to you ,you were the only exception

:gwinam would try to be a better person for you

Y/n:gwi... baby I'm tired of every one seeing you as a monster I want to go out with you without being stared at for dating a bully you need to try... and do better I care about you I love you

Him:I know I'm trying

:he would try and buy you nice things

:it would be you and him forever

...even after the apocalypse

[bus-stop-to-kpop]

Losing everything at once (Gyeongsu x Reader)

This story follows the events of episode 1-3 very closely, so if you still haven’t watched the show and don’t want to be spoiled, don’t read this!!

Pairing: Han Gyeongsu x Reader

Requested?: No

Genre: ANGST!!, zombie!au

Trigger Warnings!!: blood, character death, zombie apocalypse, mentions of murder

Summary: You’re Nayeon’s best friend and you have a crush on Gyeongsu. When a zombie virus breaks out at school you get stuck together. Your confession is cut short when Nayeon claims he’s turning. And suddenly you lost everything.

Word Count: 2,194

A/N: A while ago I said I wanted to write for Kdramas, so here I go. This scene was heartbreaking to watch, so I just had to write my take on it. Oof, but I hope you like it. -Admin J

Gyeongsu was sitting on Nayeon's desk, which was right next to yours. He was talking to the other boys in your class about some video game  or whatever. You tried your best to focus on the material you were studying, but due to the close proximity of your crush, your heart was beating so loud it was impossible to concentrate.

"Ewww! Get off!" Nayeon's voice rang loudly through the classroom. She was looking at Gyeongsu with a disgusted look on her face and tried to shove him off her desk. Gyeongsu slid off and held up his hands defensively, "Ok, ok, geez, I'm sorry."

The insensitivity of his apology made Nayeon fire up even more, she was going off about how he got her desk all dirty, but to be honest you didn't see anything wrong with her desk. When Gyeongsu tried to wipe away whatever dirt she was seeing he was once again shoved away by her.

He rolled his eyes at Nayeon's behavior before walking away. You tried to send him an apologetic smile, but weren't sure if he caught it. Nayeon was always a little eccentric, especially towards Gyeongsu.

After sitting  down she eyes the table, disgust written clearly on her face, "I'm gonna kill that stupid welfie! Y/N, you should have done something!" She whined turning to you. "Sorry." You shrugged. You were aware that Nayeon had a strong disliking towards Gyeongsu, but you didn't think it would set her off like this. Just one more reason why you could never tell her about your crush on said boy.

Before she could continue to complain about him Mrs. Park came into the classroom to start her lesson. You weren't necessarily great at English, but you always tried your best to take notes. So when Mrs. Park looked for someone to answer her question you tried hiding by pretending to write something down. It worked as she picked Namra to answer the question, who got it correct as always.

You admired the class president. She was so smart, but well, she was always studying so of course she would be. You wondered if she had friends outside of school because she surely kept her distance to the rest of the class.

The lesson went on until Hyeonju came stumbling through the door. She looked horrendous, covered in blood and sweat, she was also extremely pale and smelled like a corpse. Your heart dropped upon her sight, what could have happened to her?

Mrs. Park and some other students brought her to the nurses office. While the teacher had told you to be quiet, as soon as the door closed people started to group u and talk about what you had just witnessed.

And this shouldn't be the only disturbing event for you today. Shortly after you and Nayeon had returned from having lunch together at the cafeteria, people in the hallways started attacking each other. They were biting others to the point of bleeding. There was blood everywhere and screams were echoing through the hallways.

Ans that's how you became trapped in your homeroom with a few of your classmates in the middle of a zombie apocalypse.

Nayeon was clutching your arm tightly, she was incredibly scared, you could tell by how she was shaking. While you were trying to keep up a strong facade you couldn't deny you were just as frightened.

Gyeongsu was also in the room, holding the door closed so the zombies couldn't get in. It somehow relieved you to know that the two people you cared about the most were both save and close to you.

A while later your group was joined by Cheongsan, Onjo, Namra and later Suhyeok too. You admired how they managed to get all the way to the classroom without getting bit.

Due to some unfortunate turn of events you were forced to leave the classroom and find another safe room to stay in. It was scary to be out in the middle of these flesh eating creatures but your group managed to protect yourselves with doors and windows and made your way to a different classroom.

Unfortunately on the way there Isak was bit and while she denied it at first it ultimately didn't stop her from turning. And that send Nayeon into full panic mode, it was the second time she had been in a room with a zombie and that was already two times too many.

You understood how she was feeling, but panicking and blaming others was not the way to go here in this situation. It took a while but you managed to calm her down for now, while also apologizing to the others on her behalf.

The zombies were suddenly drawn to the sound of the speakers as Mrs. Park shakily began a speech to the students that were still in school.

Thus begun your journey to the broadcasting room. Using the fire hose to make a ladder, one by one you climbed down, Nayeon somehow managed to argue her way to be one of the first to go down there. You went after her.

It was scary. The hose was swinging with every step you took and if you were to slip you would fall down quite a few stories. A fall you definitely wouldn't survive. You thank god that you weren't scared of heights at least.

When you arrived at the window of the broadcasting room Mrs. Park and Gyeongsu helped by pulling you in. You stood in the back carefully watching if they needed help as the others came down one by one.

As Cheongsan got into some trouble, with a zombie holding on to his foot, Nayeon was growing impatient again. Just as Cheongsan managed to climb inside she started screaming to close the window. A fight erupted between her and Gyeongsu as she couldn't control herself and called him a welfie again. "Stop it!" You screamed, all eyes in the room suddenly on you. The others were surprised, usually you were just known as Nayeon's quiet, obedient friend, hearing you speak up was shocking.

"I'm sorry, but fighting isn't going to help us in this situation." you apologized for your outburst, pulling Nayeon towards you to get some distance between her and Gyeongsu while looking at the boy with pleading eyes. The fight became forgotten once you were reminded of the situation that you found yourselves in. Joonyeong suggested looking up what was happening on the internet and as everyone was gathering around the PC, Gyungsu was sitting at the window, still bothered by the argument he had with Nayeon.

Slowly you made your way over to him, "I'm sorry for Nayeon." It seemed like all you ever did was apologize on your best friends behalf. "Yeah, yeah whatever. I'm used to it." Gyeongsu shrugged still gazing out of the window. Putting your hand on his to try and comfort him, made him look at you for the first time, even giving you a small smile. Honestly, a part of you had expected him to pull his hand away or something like that. You realized this might be the only chance you would get to confess, after all there was no way of knowing if you would survive this.

"Actually there is something I really want to tell you, but uhm..." Your sentence was interrupted by the fire hose smashing through the window. Gyeongsu jumped up, pushed you backwards away from the window, while shielding your body to make sure you weren't hit by any glass flying around. The closeness made you freeze in your spot as it felt like your heart was beating out of your chest.

The hose was still swinging breaking even more glass. As Cheongsan started to get closer to investigate a zombie fell down with its foot stuck in one of the loops of your makeshift ladder. Some of the boys tried pushing it out with a broom, but in the end Gyungsu had to sacrifice the PC to smash the zombie with it and make it fall.

As soon as he turned around though chaos once again ensued. Nayeon noticed Gyeongsu's bleeding nose and instantly figured he had been bitten. Gyeongsu however was denying that saying he had gotten hit with the broom.

It scared you. Gyeongsu wasn't one to lie, but you had just seen him in close proximity of the zombie, what if he had actually gotten infected? Your heart sank as Nayeon and Gyeongsu started fighting again.

When people eventually started to believe Gyeongsu over her, Nayeon got angry. But when you took Gyeongsu's side as well it was her last straw. She was refusing to apologize and kept making a fuss. As much as you loved your best friend she wasn't helping in this situation.

Eventually Gyeongsu agreed to spend some time in isolation to wait if he would turn or not. Mrs. Park was still trying to get Nayeon to apologize, you walked over as well in hopes of talking some sense into her. All you wanted was for Gyeongsu and her to be on better terms, hell, even if they just ignored each other it would be better than the constant fighting. "Please just apologize to him Nayeon. Or at least talk to him."

You watched carefully as Nayeon walked into the recording room where Gyeongsu was isolated. Oh how you wished to hear what they were saying. Not once before had you heard a sorry from Nayeon's mouth at least not a genuine. That's not the kind of person she was.

You were right, seeing how angry Gyeongsu came stormed out of the room, ready to fight Nayeon again, she surely did everything but apologize. Just as she was getting cornered again Gyeongsu's nose started bleeding again. Of course Nayeon used this to her advantage.

The way Gyeongsu was starting to panic himself it told you that this time it must be the real thing. But how? He had been in isolation for over half an hour if he had been infected before he would have turned already.

No! This couldn't be happening! You still had so much to say to him. But when he started writhing in pain and his bones started to crack, a whimper left your mouth and tears started pooling in your eyes as you unwillingly stepped back. There was nothing you could do, frozen in place as you watched your crush walk to the door on his own will. However before he could actually leave the room his consciousness left him and he started attacking Daesu, before Cheongsan distracted him.

You just watched the whole scene play out. Cheongsan luring him to the window and Gyeongsu jumping out in an attempt to get to him. Tears were streaming down your face and there was a ringing in your ears. The only thing you could hear was your heartbeat as you stared at the window Gyeongsu had just jumped out of.

The whole room was silent, shocked at what had just happened. Everyone had been sure that Gyungsu was fine, why would he turn suddenly? You just didn't understand or maybe you didn't want to understand because that would mean you'd have to accept the fact that he was gone.

Only when Namra accused Nayeon of infecting Gyeongsu through the blood of that infected on her handkerchief it suddenly started to make sense.But if Nayeon had put the zombie's blood on her handkerchief and then wiped it on Gyeongsu's wound, leading him to turn, that would mean she killed him! You couldn't believe it, she had often slipped a remark about how she wanted to kill him, but you'd never expected her to actually do it and if she was capable of killing a person only to make herself look like the victim, what else was she capable of?

“Should I just die too then? Is that what you want?" She started hysterically screaming, looking at you probably expecting to take her side, you were her best friend after all, right? But you just couldn't, she was a freaking murderer! So she got angry, realizing that you were choosing Gyeongsu over her, even if he was nothing but a dirty zombie now. She was crying in hopes that someone would at least pity her, but everyone was just blankly staring at her as she walked out. Mrs. Park followed her.

With that it was once again quiet in the room, no one was daring to speak about what had just happened. Slowly you made your way back to the broken window, looking out into the darkness. There was a little bit of hope left in you that Gyeongsu was actually okay out there, but you had watched him turn.

You wished you could have told him about your feelings. Right now all the words you wanted to say were flooding your mind, you wanted to scream them out, but what was he use? The person who was supposed to hear them wasn't here anymore. Killed by your best friend, who was also gone.

Was there anything left for you to live for?

[authorforrosie]

Dating Cho Yi-hyun From All Of Us Are Dead Would Include:

•Cho Yi-hyun and you first met when she visited your art gallery and flirted with you. She would call you ‘cute’ when she saw your red flushed cheeks. You gave her your number at the end of her visit.

•You always visit her at the set of ‘All Of Us Are Dead’ with a happy expression on your face. She introduced you to everyone. You made many friends there.

•Choi Yi-Hyun felt her cheeks flushing red in a blush when you sent a coffee truck towards her on set. You would even send pictures of yourself with her family doing heart signs.

•You would often make Yi-Hyun’s cheeks flush red in a blush when you create videos for her. Which often gets shown in interviews for her. The interviewers and staff would always be in ‘awe.’

•Yi-Hyun started dating you after one year and five months of friendship. Since you both think a friendship before starting a relationship is important.

•You and Yi-Hyun don't show affection towards each other all the time in public besides holding hands. Since you both think that your relationship should stay more in private. To enjoy it without the consequences of fame.

•Yi-Hyun sometimes wakes you up with kisses and breakfast at bed. You feel your cheeks flushing red in a blush when she attacks your face with kisses.

•You feel your cheeks flushing red in a blush when Yi-Hyun kisses your lips, cheeks and forehead in front of your friends.

•Yi-Hyun watches All Of Us Are Dead together with you for the first time. Giggling because you both are surrounded by tissues which you use for your tears. When you watch her acting so naturally good as Choi Nam-Ra.

•You tweet multiple times afterwards praises towards your girlfriend and the whole cast. Mention how you watched Lee Yoo Mi acting in Squid game and Yi-Hyun in Hospital Playlist.

•You are friends with the members from blackpink, Twice, stray kids, Jessi, CL, Red Velvet and bts besides Hoyeon Jung. Yi-Hyun loved how everyone got along with you so well and fast.

•Yi-Hyun asks you to marry her on a beautiful field standing in a heart form in rose petals. Her cast members from All Of Us Are Dead helped her and had a bunch of red roses in their hands.

•You marry Yi-Hyun in a beautiful park. Everyone had tears in their eyes since you and Yi-Hyun look at each other as if nothing exists around you both. It was just you both against the whole world. Lee Yoo Mi gave Yi-Hyun the golden ring that she would put on your finger. Hoyeon Jung gave you the golden ring. Hoyeon and Lee Yoo Mi hugged each other while holding hands.

•The fans of Yi-Hyun absolutely loved you for her. Everyone worldwide shipped you both together. Some of her fans even cried when they saw you both together.

•You sang a song together with IU and Rosé Park which you wrote for Yi-Hyun. Yi-Hyun cried many tears at the wedding since she loves you so much.

•Yi-Hyun and you had a love story similar to fairytale stories. She supported you physically and emotionally when you put out a song together with Rosé Park, CL, Jessi and IU for your new album. She played your albums up and down. Since you were a worldwide known grammy winning singer.

[loverforfandoms]

Dating cheong San

:dating befor the out break

:being a hambie

:not letting gwi nam take him

:so he never died

:not being let through so you had to stay behind

:you not letting himself stay with you

:him visiting you when everyone is asleep

: never ending loving

Imagine your gender and race

[plentyoffandoms]

Glittery Purple (Part 4)

willing to French kiss

Gwi-nam x f/Reader

Main Masterlist ♡ All Of Us Are Dead Masterlist ♡ Yoon Gwi-nam Masterlist ♡ Jelly Bracelets Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: Some swearing. Some dry humping, but nothing crazy.

Am I late to this fandom? Oh hell, yes, but the show was so good.

Gifs and photos do not belong to me. 1st gif @tylerhqwkins 2nd gif @dramastream

YN'S POV

I left the room before Gwi-nam did and quickly went to my locker to grab my books for the next class.

But just as I reached my locker, I heard my name being called. I stopped and turned around and saw Gyeong-su and Cheong-san running towards me.

"Yes?" I asked the two boys as I have barely spoken to them.

"Are you okay?" Gyeong-su asked me. I was clearly confused as I said yes.

"Why?" The two of them looked at each other, and it was like they were having a silent conversation between the two of them.

"We saw you with Gwi-nam." Cheong-san finally said.

I kept my face neutral, but on the inside, I was freaking out. I didn't know what to say, but I had to say something.

"I am fine, thank you for asking."

"Are you sure? It looked like he cornered you." Oh, how I wanted to roll my eyes at these two sweet boys. I knew they were concerned, but it really is none of their business.

"What is going on between Yoon Gwi-nam and myself is no concern of yours."

"He is a bully. He gets joy out of causing harm to others." Gyeong-su said this like I didn't know that already.

"Like I said, thank you for your concern, but you two have nothing to worry about. Is that clear?" I was losing my patience with them.

"Yes." They bother muttered.

"Good. Now I must be going. I have class and I am sure you do as well." I turned and left the two very confused boys standing there.

◆

For the rest of the week, it felt like those two idiots were watching me. At my locker, during lunch, even to and from school.

I have had enough.

I slipped a note in Gwi-nam's locker and told him to meet me at the construction site. The workers wouldn't be there yet so it was the perfect place to meet.

"What is going on?" I heard the bored voice of Gwi-nam as he walked through the door way.

"We have a problem." I told him.

"Yes, we do. You have been avoiding me."

"Gwi-nam, I have been followed since the last time we met."

Silence.

"By who?"

"Gyeong-su and Cheong-san."

"Why are they following you?" He asked me as he took a step towards me. I didn't move. I just looked up at him as I replied.

"They saw us together, and they thought you were harassing me." He chuckled darkly at that.

"Oh, how they are dumb. Leave them to me. I will handle this. Now come here." He pointed to the ground in front of him.

I closed the space between us and held up my arm. He snapped the glittery purple one and placed it in his coat pocket.

I opened my mouth to say something when his lips practically slammed into mine, making me moan. I felt his tongue trace my lips, demanding entrance into my mouth. I didn't fight him for dominance as I knew there would be no point.

I opened my mouth, and I gasped when I felt his tongue in my mouth. We haven't French kissed yet and I didn't think he would pick this bracelet, but fuck me.

Who knew the man could kiss like this?

His hands were on my hips, gripping them tight as he seemed to kiss me with so much passion.

My own hands were gripping in his hair, gripping it. He pulled his face back slightly and I wasn't having that.

No way was he going to end this. I pulled his face back towards mine and kissed him as hard I could.

I bit his lip, making him softly groan. I could have smirked into the kiss, but he had the two of us walking backwards until the back of his legs hit something.

Gwi-nam sat down and pulled down to sit on top of him. My legs are on either side of him. I gasped into the kiss when I felt how hard he was.

"Move." He mumbled against my lips.

I went to move off of him, but his hands that were once again on my hips stopped me from moving.

He gave me a look as he moved me back and forth. I gasped loudly at the feeling of him against me.

The only thing stopping this was our clothes, and I so badly wanted to rip them off. I could feel how big he was. How thick he is.

Fuck me, if we go through all of these bracelets, he is going to ruin me. I won't be able to walk.

"Just like that pretty girl. Fuck, you are soaking me." I didn't realise I was moving my hips on my own. His one hand was on my hip still, but the other one was tangled in my hair.

"Gwi-nam." I moaned, my eyes closed as the pleasure came over me.

Gwi-nam's POV:

The moment my name left her mouth in a moan, I growled. I crashed my lips against hers, holding her head in place as I once again kissed her, groaning to myself as she tried to fight for dominance against my tongue, but she backed down.

Her panties are soaked and completely ruined with how wet she is. The front of my pants is ruined and at this moment I didn't care.

I was angry when I saw her, thinking she was avoiding me, but then she told me what those two fuckers were doing, but I didn't believe her.

Not until I saw movement out of the corner of my eye as we stood there talking. Cheong-san and Gyeong-su, trying to watch us.

Well, if they were so interested in what is going on between the two of us, I guess I will have to show them.

So they watched as YN practically dry hump me. I gave her encouraging words as I could tell she was close.

"You gonna cum for me? Yeah, you are."

"You're gonna let me keep your panties, aren't you? Walk around all day, only the two us knowing that you have nothing on beneath this skirt."

Just the thought of that had me moaning.

"Cum for me."

"So close, Gwi-nam."

I gripped her chin and had her look at me. "You are going to cum, now."

Her hands, which were already on my shoulders, gripped me so hard that it hurt, but fuck, seeing her mouth drop open and moan my name so loud, that it bounced off the walls made up for it.

I let her catch her breath before I told her to get off of me.

I watched with glee as she stood on shaky legs. I held my hand out and she looked at it, confused.

"Underwear. I told you I would be taking them."

"But."

"No buts. Underwear, now."

I watched with glee as she took off her soaked underwear and placed them in my hand. I could see over her shoulder, the two fuckers still watching and I know they must be turned on by now.

"You didn't finish." She said quietly to me.

"Don't you worry about that. Go on now. Get to class." I kissed her once last time, gripping her ass cheek through her skirt, making her gasp once more.

I waited for her to leave before I turned in the direction Gyeong-su and Cheong-san were, or where they were before, but they probably haven't gotten far.

"You two leave her alone if you know what the fuck is good for you." I called out knowing they can hear me.

Glittery Yellow (Part 3) ♧ White (Part 5)

[beyondthescenes37]

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: 지금 우리 학교는 | All of Us Are Dead (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Choi Nam Ra/Lee Su Hyeok, Choi Nam Ra & Lee Su Hyeok Characters: Lee Su Hyeok (All of Us Are Dead), Choi Nam Ra Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Established Relationship, Aged-Up Character(s), Hand Jobs, Oral Sex, Sex, Rough Sex, Praise Kink, Dirty Talk, First Love, True Love, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Porn with Feelings Summary:

Two years after the Jonas Virus outbreak at Hyosan and after the containment of the virus, the Hyosan High survivors are finally cleared to return to school.

Namra tries to tutor Suhyeok in Chemistry, but Suhyeok has other plans.

[cheongsan-net]

hiii guys! sorry for not being active the past 1-2 months 😭 i had testing coming up, and my phone broke.. but im back!!

i have lots of editing I need to do before releasing parts of "let's try again" !! the original date was supposed to be somewhere in april, but since of the inactivity of this account I couldn't update the date or start on any chapters :( but im here now and i am gonna continue the story‼️

AND, y'all can send me any requests to do for any of the aouad characters :)

thanks for the love on this account !! <333

[shujilovedive]

I want Gwinam SOCBAD please can I get a Gwinam Anon 🤭🥲

[quillium]

Two kinds of comments and replies on ao3:

1.

commentor: nice fic

author replying: Hello you have done me the greatest of services. The kindest of compassions hast been received from thine good hand. May you be blessed into the coming days, for you have blessed me and mine.

2.

commentor: This tore into my ribcage and you hold my still-beating heart in your hands. I loved the thematic strength of this story--the persistent symbolism within is everything, actually. Your characterization was so on point, I adored the specific choices you made to cement not only the dynamics and show the effect on others but also the further the plot in a logical manner--

author replying: lol thx <3

[sinistylo]

Where all the “the glory” “all of us are dead” and “revenge of others” fics at?? 😞😞✊