In the past life five and you knew each other y’all were enemies that really were just hiding their feelings fought a lot, but he always called you sweetheart and you always called him stranger when y’all would like to see each other you would go hello stranger and he would go hello sweetheart
Jasper, with his unruly dark hair and mischievous glint, loved making Yn laugh, often with tickle attacks. Their bond, forged over years of Hogwarts adventures, was undeniable. Everyone saw their connection: the way their eyes met, their easy comfort, and their fierce protectiveness. Despite constant flirting, a fear of ruining their perfect friendship lingered. Stepping into romance felt exhilarating yet terrifying. For now, their teasing, loyal friendship was enough, a precious bubble in the tumultuous world of Hogwarts.
The umbrella Academy comes back to the sparrow Academy thinking it’s their Academy. Everyone else doesn’t know is that five and you know each other even though y’all hide it
The house sat at the end of the cul-de-sac like a fortress of junk. From inside the dim living room, you looked out through the narrow gaps of your front window. You had spent days dragging anything heavy you could find to reinforce it, weaving jagged wire through layers of metal sheets, backing it all with thick slabs of wood, and hammering it down with dozens of bent nails. The back door was completely dead to the world, buried behind a massive, unyielding wall of boarded-up timber. Nothing was getting in from behind. Your only way out—and the only way in—was the front entrance. In a stroke of desperate genius, you had torn down the flimsy wooden front door and rigged a heavy, rusted prison gate door into the frame. It clanged shut with a finality that kept the monsters out, turning your home into a solitary cell. A sharp, metallic clink suddenly echoed from the front porch. You gripped your weapon, creeping toward the iron bars of the front door. Through the grid of the gate, you didn't see the rotting, vacant stare of a walker. Instead, you saw a boy. He wore a dirty, oversized sheriff's hat, his hands gripping the metal bars of your door as he tried to peer into the darkness of your house. Behind him, slouched heavily against the porch railing, was a man. He was battered, his face swollen with deep purple bruises, barely conscious as he clutched his ribs. The boy gave the prison gate a desperate shake, his voice dropping to a harsh, panicked whisper. "Hey! Is anyone in there? Please... my dad needs help."
Yn goes baby sit for some slytherin boys and recognizes jasper nott who is Theodore notts kid and he likes us and we like him but don’t say anything yet slytherin boy griffindor girl
Rick brought you to you’re dad Merle Dixon when you were looking for him and now you remet when Rick needed a place to stay after 5 years of not seeing him you still recognize him
Shane is 25 You’re 17 You’re sweet kind independent feminist Shanes sweet but mean and yells a lot very overprotective You have brown hair and brown eyes with a hint of blue in them You love flowers and colors and rainbows you’re very whimsical story starter the walkjng dead season two farm house shane catches you and Maggie you’re older sister dancing with the flowers