Kelseyasbille Stories

"fear isn't physical, it's just loud." ✧ ✧ ✧ 𝗡𝗢 𝗔𝗠𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗧 𝗢𝗙 paranoia and thinking three steps ahead could've prepared lorayne for her aptitude test. her results were rare, and quite frankly, impossible. she was intelligent, and selfless, and brave. she was the very thing she was taught to fear. told her entire life what danger and outright calamity it brought. she was divergent ✧ ✧ ✧ 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 - 09/15/25 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 - tbd tobias eaton x oc divergent - insurgent - (possibly allegiant) *disclaimer* i do NOT own '𝗗𝗜𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧', all props to veronica roth for the story and any other writers/creators of the movies. i only own my oc's and their stories. don't sue me! and don't steal my work!

At the end of the day, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘴 ✶ It's the end of the world, but at least we're together. In which a young doctor tries to survive the zombie apocalypse Or, in which Tallulah Baird finds a family, even as the world ends. Daryl Dixon x f!oc The Walking Dead © noellelore '25

"STOP IGNORING ME." I saw the breath leave my chapped lips in the cold air, my hands slowly unclenched and I turned to face him once again. "Listen, that was a mistake. On both of our parts." I spoke slowly to make sure he would be able to comprehend what I was saying. "Now leave me alone." I finished my sentence and tried to walk away. But of course, that spoiled brat always has some type of retaliation. "No. I don't want to." His jaw was clenched and for once in his life he looked serious. I scoffed loudly. "Dude I told you to let me be, what more could you want now? My best friend likes you, can't you understand that? We need to stop this weird sexual vibe between us. Okay? Okay!" Not letting him get another word in I ran off back inside the house and tried to find Eliza. Every time I saw her face, it made my heart fill with guilt. She's liked him for years now. I'd say it's an obsession but she'd be stubborn and deny, deny, deny. But it's clear as day. She's obsessed with a pathetic, stereotypical, cocky, narcissistic, yet still handsome man. Maybe I should drink this memory away.

Have you ever felt like waking up from a dream that lasted for more than a decade and you feel so light; so pure; so innocent that you cannot believe that you're breathing in the air of a generation that you knew was corrupt and error pining? Yet in spite of all these thoughts, you knew that you belonged in that time, that you had something to do even though you have no idea what that thing was. You brave through your aching limbs and get up, ignoring the wave of nausea that crashed against your head as you walk towards the light at the end of the tunnel. You have read scenarios like that before in books and have seen similar ones in movies; of people following the light, running after the brightness, hoping that they'd find something to escape nothing. You knew that it would end up in peace, in death, but you still follow it anyway because you knew that there's something waiting for you at the other side. Yes, there was something waiting at the other side; something that you're destined to fulfill; something that would imply a new start for you - an end to your previous beginnings. The only question is: are you ready?

𝒾𝒻 𝒾 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑔𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒷𝓊𝓎 𝒾'𝒹 𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒶 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒽 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓃 𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓈𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝓅𝓈 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃 𝒷𝓁𝓊𝑒 ⏤ ♘ "quote tbd" ♘ ⏤ In which a prophecy foretold by the Quileute ancestors fails to mention that their everlasting war would end through marriage ⏤ to the enemy. Or in which the king of the vampires is tamed by a wolf. And willingly. ☾ ❍ ☽ - essentially new moon through breaking dawn [ supernatural mates x enemies to lovers ] *third person pov*