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Writing Prompt #2771

"I don't know who I am anymore." His voice was barely audible.

"That's okay. Let's find you together."

this has got a suprising amount of votes lmao umm i hope nobody voted seeing it in their followed tags expecting a female reader fic, here i was thinking id get max 20, and not even that and 24hrs would be too short

100 FOLLOWERS ????!?!?!?!?

im gonna cry omg

for it ill write an actual oneshot like "i still think ur beautiful" but for who?

feel free to send asks with what u might want written, start the ask with 100 follower special, the ones i dont choose ill write an imagine thing for :3

❛HEART.❜ | shuntaro chishiya x gn!reader

genre: fluff woohoo (i think) <333

warnings: swearing, obsessive chishiya (with his biscuits and u), and that’s all probably!!!! 😊😊

sypnosis: you help a man with white hair in a white hoodie pick out the best cookies there is while he helps you during solitary confinement.

author’s note: SEND REQUESTSSSSSSSSSSSS !not proofread! *LIKE ALWAYS*

shuntaro chishiya stood out, like a ruby shining bright the most amongst diamonds. he stayed still, as his eyes continued to wander the grey walls of the room. he watched every person one by one, thinking of everything that could happen with them; from every impossibility to every possibility. and soon enough, his eyes stopped on you.

he couldn’t help but feel time slowing by. his vision blurred and his irises grew when he focused on you as you threw your head back, laughing at a joke one of your groupmates said. your smile was of the upmost warmth that lit up the whole room of dullness. the sounds drowned in his ears, and the only thing he could hear was your laugh. he was taken aback, a blush blossoming on his pale cheeks, and he quickly shook his head to get out of this kind of trance.

then suddenly, time went back to normal. the sounds faded back in, and he unfocused on you.

he strided - slowly, yet surely. he watched every move of yours. and his feet were leading him to you, but then everyone was instructed to get into their cells. he would see you again after the first round. he was more than sure of it.

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once the round was over, chishiya immediately went on his way to find you. and he was relieved when he caught sight of that wretched smile of yours that made his ears catch the slightest tint of pink. even though, he was distracted by you, he was distracted by his rumbling stomach more, so he went to where they kept the snacks.

his eyes were scanning every shelf for something worth tasting, but he didn’t find anything at all. however he heard a voice; one that was dripping of silks, milk, and honey. it was all too sweet for him

“you should try these cookies. they taste the best out of everything else, i promise! and it will change your. fucking. life.”

as he looked to the side, he saw you with that stupid warm smile of yours, offering him a pack of cookies, and he didn’t hesitate in taking them at all.

“i disagree with that statement. i don’t think a single biscuit can change how i live my-” chishiya stammered, tasting the cookies. and he didn’t waste time into shooting another one into his mouth. wow.

“i told you, dumbass!”

“maybe you’re somewhat right …” he agreed with hesitancy, dragging out the sentence as a sign for you to give your name.

“(name). and your name is?” curious, you asked.

“give me a reason why i should tell you.” chishiya remarked, and it left you pouting your lips, which he found adorable.

“okay then! hello ‘give me a reason why i should tell you’!”

“it’s chishiya.” he couldn’t control himself as he shook his head, letting out a quiet chuckle.

“okay, that’s a bit better, don’t you think?” you concluded with a toothy smile.

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chishiya was quick to go to a corner just to sit back and watch as if the world was crumbling in the palm of his hand. he found it surprising you were one to trust aramaki urami and her group of doubters and liars. you weren’t safe there, and he knew. uh-oh.

he saw them lie to one man just because he did something they didn’t trust, painting him in the dark light of being the jack of hearts. all said his symbol was a spade, except for one. except for you. he gritted his teeth as you said the truth about his symbol, and all eyes turned to you.

how could you be so stupidly brave?

when your back was turned, you were already being talked about, and he knew what was going to happen. then it was finally your turn, and they did lie. your symbol happened to be a heart. although, everyone else said it was a diamond.

chishiya waited for you to pass by him. once you did, he suddenly grabbed your wrist and pulled you closer to him - he didn’t expect you to be too light, he pulled you too hard that you slammed right into his chest.

neither of you truly minded.

he whispered a word in your ear. a word, a small one at that, one that will either cost or save your life depending if you believe him or not.

“heart.”

your eyes looked up at his eyes; a hurricane of emotions swirling all at once. and his tight grip on your wrist disappeared when he forcefully let you go. you didn’t say anything, you just stared and he just stared too. until a smirk appeared tugging at his lips.

his infamous cheshire-cat smirk.

and that was engraved on your mind as you entered your cell. everything. everything about him. him. shuntaro chishiya.

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he waited, and waited, and waited. what was taking you so long? him caring too much for a stranger, such as you, had him clutching at the chains of insanity. i mean, for all he knew, you could actually be the jack of hearts, marking all of his suspicions wrong.

and why was his heart beating so so so fast? him saving you was a hit or miss. it was either you believed him or not. if you did, then he would be satisfied. but if you didn’t, then he would blame it on your stupidity.

but then, he saw that smile of yours again bouncing across the dark walls of the room; light in a treacherous sea of darkness. you didn’t deserve to be in this world at all, he thought.

chishiya was stuck to his place when you approached him. he was starstruck, to say the least. he swallowed his nervousness, and breathed out.

“you believed me.”

“yes, i did.”

from there on, you two were stuck to each other’s side. until the game. even after the game. you both stayed together. both of you promising that you’ll go back to the normal world. together. as friends who met in a world of life and death.

but shuntaro chishiya didn’t want to be just friends.

and you wanted more too.

this stupid fucking twink

Same Differences.

Daryl Dixon x Younger Male reader who has the opposite coping mechanism

At first he thought you were just some kid like Glenn, uncomfortably positive

Probably a good family, good education, friends and a girlfriend

All he knew was you always wanted to help. The task didn't matter really, as long as you could help it was good.

And you could talk. No amount of glares or one sided conversations could get you to leave him alone.

But then he sees your scars, theyre like his, but clearly not as old, they almost mimic a rib cage with how they wrapped onto your chest.

They could almost be played off as some sort of purposeful scar, but he knew how scars aged and healed.

The physical ones that is. The emotional ones weren't something he knew how to deal with, but you seemed to do fine with that.

He was jealous. You looked happier, healed, better than him.

Until you just broke down in front of him.

You asked to help with cleaning his bolts, or his clothes, you could even skin whatever he caught

He snapped at you, everything was piling up on him and you just kept talking, he couldnt tell you to go away but he needed to stew in his feelings, even though it never helped in the long run.

Tears just pooled and you still tried to pretend they weren't there, before smiling and leaving.

It took Daryl a while to put it together that you wanted to feel useful, help people, and it made him feel shit.

He never realised how used to your presence he was, it was part of the routine, you would both just do tasks in eachother's presence

Daryl ended up apologising, and was not very subtle with looking at your scars

When you told him the story, it was suprising how similar you both were

The relationship just came along by itself, you two were practically stuck together, if one of you were going somewhere, the other would end up being brought along.

Daryl was sitting closer than usual when you just went for the kiss before leaving thinking you ruined it.

And when you avoided him, Daryl realised how he felt, he found himself looking for you without realising

When you're dating, Daryl gives you tasks to do, if hes skinning a deer, he'll ask you to clean his bolts

He takes you on runs, finds anything you can do because he knows you want to be useful, and praises you

But when it comes to kissing, you're in control, a complete opposite of your normal behaviour, making Daryl feel good is plenty enough

Daryl is practically ready to fight anyone who insults you, it's worse for him when you dont even realise that someone was insulting you

He's almost like a guard dog when it comes to other people, he just wants you to be happy instead of ending up like how he was.

You clean his hands and face if there's any blood on it, he tells you it doesn't make sense, he's already dirty, but you insist to do this little thing for him

Before the apocalypse he would've scoffed at acts like this, but it was something different with you, close to eachother while you hold him and clean him like he's some sort of doll

HIS BELLY

I feel like a victorian man seeing some ankle

I just need to be sucking his cock, one hand on his belly, my other on his thigh. Giving him the sloppiest, most vile and nasty head ever. I think thats just what he needs.

I will fucking scream

The Time Will Tell Masterlist

(Picture from @ hyunsuwife on pinterest)

Cha Hyun-su x Fem!Kim!Reader

Warnings: Talk of past self harm, near suicide attempt, violence, monsters, slow-burn, angst, fluff, possible smut in future chapters. Total Word Count: 60k+

My Navigation and Masterlist

My Sweet Home Masterlist

My Cha Hyun-su Masterlist

Most would think moving back in with your parents was a weird and uncool thing to do.

You disagreed.

Moving back in with your dad meant seeing him and your two younger siblings, Kim Yeong-su and Kim Su-yeong. It also meant you were moving into an apartment complex that housed the cutest boy you'd ever seen.

After a few random encounters and then a monster apocalypse, you figure out your feelings for the boy. How will you navigate these feelings? Are they reciprocated?

Only time will tell.

Glossary

Season 1:

| Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 |

| Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 || Chapter 6 |

| Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 |

| Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 |

| Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 |

| Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 |

| Chapter 19 | Chapter 20 | Chapter 21 |

| Chapter 22 | Chapter 23 | Chapter 24 |

| Chapter 25 | Chapter 26 | Chapter 27 |

| Chapter 28 | Chapter 29 | Chapter 30 |

| Chapter 31 | Chapter 32 | Chapter 33 |

| Chapter 34 | Chapter 35 |

Season 2:

THE FUCKING MUSCLES THE MUSCLES THE MUSCLES IM SAYING IT AGAIN HE NEEDS TO PUT ME IN A HEADLOCK RIGHT FUCKING NOW CRUSH ME TO DEATH WITH THOSE ARMS NOW NOW NOW PLEASE I NEED IT I NEED HIM TO RUIN ME I NEED HIM TO FUCK ME UP I NEED HIM TO MANHANDLE ME WITH THOSE BIG HANDS. PLEASE THROW ME AROUND THE ROOM USE ME PLEASE