#robynwrites

[artsyrobyn]

Petals falling as

I wait for the perfect days

To take these pictures

Haiku + patient Spring photography 🩷

[artsyrobyn]

Inky waves whisper,

Tangerine luna watches,

Freckled night sky waits.

A haiku for one of the most beautiful moments I've ever experienced on the sea shore 💙

[10ktrashcan]

10k and His Amazing Zombie Girl (Reader x 10k)

What would you do if the apocalypse started today? Would you quiver and hide in fear? Hope for the best? Accept your fate and die? You could never do any of those things. You thrive in this so called hell, You live for this. This is freedom. This apocalypse is your god damn kingdom and you are the almighty queen. You are the same yet different, you’re still covered in tattoos and your face is still pierced, but you kill to survive now.

You were on your own for a long time, been with groups here and there but they never lasted long. Stumbling across Operation Bite Mark was what some would call fortuitous, that was two months ago.

You’ve become quite close to 10k, the raven haired sniper is an absolute sweetheart and if anything he seems intrigued by you and your somewhat odd love of the apocalypse. You’d often catch him staring at you and smiling as you happily go about existing in the end of the world, an almost proud look on his face as you down another zombie. Sometimes you think he enjoys it too in his own way, his face lighting up whenever he adds to his kill count. It’s cute, adorable even. You’d stay up for hours on end and talk until Warren quite literally told you to shut the hell up and Doc and Addy made a habit of teasing the both of you relentlessly about how inseparable you’ve become. Aside Murphy and his more than adept ability to piss everyone off this little group you’ve found yourself with has accepted you and your quirks wholeheartedly, even Vasquez thinks you’re pretty alright.

You’re off to the side of the warehouse you’re currently occupying cleaning the day’s blood, dirt and zombie brains off of your clothes when you hear it, the telltale growl of a z. At first you think you heard wrong, you and the gang had cleared all of the z’s out upon coming across the abandoned space, but when you’re 4 years into the apocalypse you learn not to second guess yourself.

Getting up you flick a glance over to 10k, he seems to have heard it too and with a quick nod he’s on his feet and you’re grabbing your knife. Warren looks at you both in confusion and you mouth the letter ‘z’, She’s about to get up but you shake your head, you’ve got this.

You and 10k follow the growling noise out of the warehouse, carefully stepping over the others who’ve taken the opportunity to get some rest. It’s night time, if you had to guess you’d say around 9:00PM but who knows anymore. If you weren’t so focused on finding the z you might’ve noticed how cold it was. After maybe 10 minutes of looking you finally find it, shining a torch on a z that’s somehow managed to get itself stuck upside down in the cab of a forklift and you can’t help but let out a small giggle at the ridiculousness of the scene in front of you. 10k grins lopsidedly, letting out an amused huff as he takes his time walking over and mercying the struggling zombie, when he turns back to you he can’t help but admire the way you look, arms crossed over yourself in an effort to stay warm and your face illuminated by the cloudless night. You smirk, catching him staring.

“What?” you ask softly.

He shakes his head and walks back over, taking your hand gently in his.

“I like you a lot.” His voice is every bit as soft as yours as he shyly plays with your fingers.

“I like you a lot too.”

It’s then that you decide that maybe freedom isn’t the best thing about the apocalypse.

[10ktrashcan]

10k headcanon

He's a grade A nerd when it comes to comic books and old school video games. He and his dad lived so far out that they hardly ever had a decent wifi connection (and when they did they used it for homeschooling), so to keep him entertained (especially when it was raining and he wasn't allowed outside) his dad used to pull out boxes of old comics from when he was Tommy's age and eventually just ended up giving him all of his old consoles (like NES, SNES, SEGS Mastersystem, N64, etc).