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trustpsd · 2 years
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starrrlights · 2 years
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No, because you can't tell me that you don't find Zed and Wyatt attractive
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There's no possible way
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draconicboard · 9 months
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A Zed Necropolis moodboard! :)
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entesi-selfship · 9 months
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Yet another beautiful commission I got! Art by Ayumi Quartz
Having such a sweet piece of Zed and I kissing makes me so happy!
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kangaracha · 1 year
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PRETTY chapter three
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It goes on like that for a while, then; the lies. The secrecy. The insatiable desire to keep searching him out, long after she stops promising herself it won’t happen again.
The crack of her bones as stiff arms pluck her from the sky, right in the wrong formation.
Breathless, Addison plants her feet on the floor when they turn her upright and stumbles away, clutching at her side like she can simply pull the offending rib out of her torso and throw it away, useless thing that it is. Her water bottle is an insurmountable distance across the room, a marathon’s length from the centre of the mat, too far for her stumbling feet to carry her. She doubles over, and forces breath into her lungs.
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supercap2319 · 2 years
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Addison: “A werewolf and a zombie are in love with you?”
Y/N: “It’s not my fault I’m so attractive.”
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Perfectionism in Pink | A Z O M B I E S FanFiction
Chapter 1
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Josephine's family was perfectly pink and demanded her to be the same, but why was it no matter how much pink she adorned did she always feel green?
Pink is never the violent delight; pink is polite, tender, charming, sweet, joyous… Pink is sometimes the mellow evening sky staying still above soft zephyrs, pink is sometimes a childhood bruise. Pink is nostalgia, a gentle melancholy.
Perfection.
Her room was the perfect shade of baby pink all around with the cursive word perfection hung up over her equally as pink bed. Her mom had a great eye for detail and had hung up cheer paraphernalia, flowers, and other pretty things across her room. Fluffy white carpet and an equally fluffy bag-chair decorated the floorspace of the teen's bedroom along with a pristine vanity with quality make up. The entire house was well decorated and maintained by the matriarch of the family.
Everything has to be in its place at all times no matter who was or wasn't looking. Hair smooth, make up clean, and clothes ironed - Josephine's parents always demanded perfection. Her mom was a nurse at Seabrook Hospital and her dad an officer in the Z Patrol, there was always a need to do better and to be better.
After all, Josephine Jackson was perfect. She laughed when she was supposed to, made excellent grades, always did above and beyond in everything, and most of all she did what her parents wanted her to do without question. Just like everyone else in the city, her mother was a cheerleader and her father a football player at Seabrook High School many years ago.
Surprisingly enough, they hadn't known each other existed until after college when they moved back to the small town and bumped into each other during work. Her dad was on call in Zombieland when something went wrong and he had an encounter with one of those monsters. He solved it quickly and he walked into her mom's care. He loved to show the scar off on his neck.
Love, just like that.
Then her brother was born, the perfect child. He played football just like his dad, one of the best Seabrook had ever seen, before heading off to college to study Pre-Med after being Valedictorian of his graduating class. His graduation photo hung proudly at their front entrance and the boy was sent off for his own first year last week at the prestigious Mountain College. The same school both her parents attended and the same one she would attend as well.
Yes, Josephine had a perfect life. She did what her parents told her to do and that was why everything was perfect. Her brother did the same and look where that had gotten him. She was going to be a cheerleader, just like she was supposed to be, and she'd be a lawyer within the decade.
"Do you have everything for school, Josephine?" Her mom asked from across the table. The three were enjoying breakfast together which was rare as usually one or both parents were usually gone at work. They were well known for being hard workers even in school taking double shifts to help out their community. Moments like these were rare when the family got to eat together, but the two had decided to take a break for their daughter's first day of school since they no longer had their first born to help out.
"Yes, mom. Thank you for the new water bottle, it goes perfectly with my backpack." Josephine said gratefully with a smile. Her mom returned it with full force, pride on her face at the manners her daughter had. The water bottle was an exquisite pink that matched Josephine's lunchbox, backpack, outfits... It went well with the family.
"Good, and remember cheer tryouts are early in the semester so figure out the dates before you leave school today. Write them on the calendar when you get home." Her dad said seriously, sipping on his cup of coffee and enjoying the newspaper. He very rarely had time to read it so he did when he could. "Your brother did well following in our footsteps, he might not have been a wide receiver like your dad, but he played well."
"I'm so excited to watch you as a flier, Josephine." Her mom said with excitement, her eyes glazing over as old memories flashed through her head. The woman was no cheer captain, but she had been your average Seacoast cheerleader wearing the pink and green proudly. With a small sigh of content, she looked back at her daughter who only smiled back. "I know you're a... little… tall for a girl your age, but I just know you'll be just like your mother. Soaring, flying, it's a wonderful feeling spinning in the air and-"
Ah yes. Her imperfections. Smile and bare with it, it was all because they loved her.
"Alright sugar pea." The patriarch said gently, a loving hand placed on his wife's shoulder. "Let's let Josephine go. She needs to get an early start, you know how she is with times. I'm sure we'll be watching her at the next game high in the air very soon."
Josephine ignored her stomach dropping and said her goodbyes to her parents. She headed out to get her bike from the side of the house - she lived near the edge of town - and resisted the urge to see how fast she could get to school. She waved politely to the people of the town, throwing a good morning here and a 'its good to see you' there, before arriving at the school. Freshmen to seniors were hanging out on the lawn while a few older boys with letterman jackets threw the ball near the front door.
Her brother had been a kicker on the team, the only thing her dad complained about regarding her brother, until the boy had basically kicked every single goal and got himself into college on scholarship. Even when he failed, the boy couldn't lose.
While locking up her bike, Josephine's eyes wandered from the football over to the newly built fence and she frowned.
Zombies.
Her nose scrunched up in distaste as all the stories from her dad started to pour through her head. Monsters, no brains, undead, absolute terrors to society that deserved to sho-
"Oh, Josephine!"
Woken up from her hateful thoughts, Josephine's eyes locked onto a familiar face and even though she wore pink, she felt green. The smiling face of Addison Wells stood in front of her.
"Hey, Addison." Josephine said kindly, pushing down the jealousy in her stomach as the two began walking to the school. "How's your morning going?"
Being put into cheer camp by her family for her entire life it was a guarantee to see Mayor Missy's daughter, Addison, who succeeded in everything with an almost supernatural ease. Cheer came easy to her as opposed to Josephine who spent hours on weekends with her mom clapping at her along to beats in the backyard. Somehow the two girls were friends seeing as Josephine's parents enrolled her in whatever Addison was doing.
"It's going great! I'm a little nervous, new school you know?" Josephine nodded in understanding, high school was scary enough but now they had to be in the same building with freakish monsters who wanted to eat humans... talk about stress. Her eyes darted over to the boys again, they were throwing that ball really half-hazardly. "Plus, cheerleading... it's everything I've ever wanted to be and now... this is it."
Miss Perfect nervous about anything? Everything she did was right since she was born. There was no way that the blonde had to worry about anything. Her mother was the mayor, father the head of Z-Patrol, and her cousin was the current cheer captain. In no nearby parallel universe was Addison Wells not going to become a cheerleader. Now, maybe if a zombie visited the girl at night, ripping her face off, then she'd have something to worry abo-
Josephine had to swallow her hateful thoughts down. They would do no good in the end so might as well push them away. "You'll be fine, Addison. You're amazing at cheer and the team will be lucky to have you." Dad said being emotional would get you nowhere and you can't fight someone whose already perfect.
"Thanks, Jett. I really appreciate it." Addison said kindly with a smile at the brunette. She gave a small hip bump as they approached the front doors to school and Josephine grinned back down at her friend. "You'll get in too, I know it."
"Yeah, but my parents still talk about how perfect your performance was at junior cheer camp this summer." It took everything in Josephine to not bite the words out as the memory of her parents gushing over Addison Wells reared its ugly head. The words echoed through her head and she repeated her mother's praises. "You fly like you were born for it."
Addison stopped their walk at the steps of the school and looked over at Josephine to reassure her that she was also awesome, but Josephine's eyes darted over the blonde's shoulder at a sudden movement. There were only seconds to react properly as a small 'heads up' was attempted to warn the girl. Josephine elbowed Addison out of the way before catching the football that nearly hit the cheerleader in the back of the head.
After she caught herself from being pushed out of the way, Addison looked over at Josephine with wide eyes as she sent the ball in a perfect spiral over to the group of boys who only called out quick apologies before returning back to their game. Josephine scoffed at the lack of decorum.
"Wow, that was amazing, Jett!" Addison said with excitent, looking at the girl with gratitude. "Thank you for that."
Josephine shrugged her shoulders and rubbed the back of her neck in barrassment. "It's not a problem. You would do the same for me." She'd probably have flown over there with a cartwheel, hand spring, and back flip... Something so much more graceful than the throw that made the catcher stumble back.
"You're going to be great at cheer-"
"Wow, that was an amazing catch! And an awesome spiral a-and that distance!"
The brunette whipped around to the fence and took a few steps away from the chain-link, the voice that interrupted Addison stared at Josephine in excitent. Josephine felt her lip curl automatically.
Green hair, pale skin, sunken eyes... the undead just walking in their town as if they were one of them. She made eye contact with the taller zombie with curly hair and he grinned at her, she just looked away feeling disgust crawl through her. Josephine couldn't look at them any longer as fear started to build its way up.
"Are these freaks bothering you cuz?" The man, the myth, the weirdly self-obsessed Bucky Buchannan appeared from behind the two girls, placing a hand on Addison's shoulder as he also looked over at the zombies and started to make deaning faces at the taller one. When the zombie smacked against the fence, Bucky and Josephine took a step back in fear - the former letting out a shriek.
"Come on you guys, leave them alone. We've got to go to school."
"We just have to make it through the second invasion first." Josephine sneered at the freaks. The one who attempted a conversation between races visibly dropped in mood, shoulders down, eyebrows turned up. She couldn't care less what happened next as they were properly dealt with by security.
Addison faltered in her step at the hateful words and fell back - Bucky and his cheerleaders staying back with her - Josephine continued her walk since she didn't want to be anywhere near the green headed monsters. She couldn't believe the council voted on this to take place - did they not care about the future of Seabrook?! It was only a matter of time before the sirens went off and the disgusting creatures were ripping the human citizens to shreds.
Her first two classes went by without issue. Josephine was quickly climbing the social ladder by talking and smiling at everyone she could. Her parents taught her to be perfect and that meant getting approval from others through positive interactions - like cheerleading.
It was between the second and third block when the red alert went off and the first thought in Josephine's head was of course. She couldn't even find it in herself to panic like everyone else as she headed into the closest zombie protection room in annoyance. Maybe she could take a snack from the rations, they always did have the best jerky.
Her mom wouldn't be happy with her ruining her dinner though, so she best not do so.
When she opened the door, she looked behind her and wondered if she should do something about the chaos behind her. There was a worm wiggling in her brain of what her mom and dad always taught her, to sacrifice for others. But with her hand on the door and the red siren's making her heart race... what if she thought about herself?
In every safety room across Seabrook were these metal poles that were about three feet long and they were the first designed anti-zombie weapon that didn't require any training to use. The length of the pole could keep a zombie away from you, the weight of it could brutally bring it down, and in a pinch could be used to jump over obstacles. As an officer in the Z Patrol, her dad ensured that his kids knew how to use the weapon to its fullest capabilities.
There were movies about the incident from 50 years ago that show girls using the mop-like instrument to take the foul creature's heads from their necks, pierce them onto walls, or even depicted in different ways to keep yourself alive in the woods. Supposedly, this thing should be used to protect herself and others from whatever was attacking the school.
But, Z-Patrol would be on their way by now. If she stayed in the room and locked the door... she would be safe without a doubt. No one would be able to get in and all she'd have to do is wait for the all clear from the professionals. But... How many others would die?
Worst first day ever, honestly.
Josephine shook her head, grabbed a metal pole, and immediately went to go round up students and show them where the safe room was. It would look terrible if she was the only one in the safe room and had locked it, preventing others from safety. She would just go gather a group of students and bring them in, lock the door, and say good luck to everyone else.
There were no zombies that she could see and the hallways were pretty hectic. Were people screaming for no reason or were they running from a zombie? Josephine was getting pretty annoyed on her first day so far, but ensured to hide it behind a face of composure and polite kindness. She was Josephine Jackson, daughter of community servants and a future defender herself.
She hadn't stepped more than four feet from the shelter when her eyes locked onto green hair and she felt herself freeze in fear.
Zombie.
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kevcanwait · 2 years
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late night thoughts/10:19
Zed Necropolis. If one was to be intimate with him…would that be considered Necrophilia?
My parents say yes…i agree.
that’s it.
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thebridgehqs · 6 months
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stray-kaz · 6 months
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I need more zed necropolis content 🙏🙏🙏🤤
Sorry, I'm not writing for him anymore.
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trustpsd · 2 years
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starrrlights · 2 years
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Untill I make you mine
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Movie : zombies
Pairing : Zed x gn reader
Warnings : mutual pinning, curse words, long af, slow ish burn friends to lovers,
Summary : being more then friends with Zed seems like a fantasy, but maybe dreams do come true
A/n : you and Zed are basically "flirty friends."
Favorite color - f/c
Favorite drink - f/d
Favorite flavor - f/f
Any toppings - a/ts
^ means humming the song
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It was like every other day, same boring classes and the same people over and over again. And it was driving you nuts.
Staying in the same spot you have always been in, hearing the teacher blabbering and yapping about some world famous inventer. You could hear other people's boredom from the other side of the room. About to knock yourself unconscious, you felt a tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you see the famous green haired zombie and best friend; Zed.
"yea?" Even though you hated your teacher, you did not want to have detention. So whispering will have to do.
"having fun?" You wanted to slap his pretty little face of his but you held back.
"yea, this class is so great. I wish it wouldn't end". You spat out sarcastically. Giving Zed a quick check out, you put out a stupid little grip. " So how is you doing, looking unbelievably handsome everyday?" giving a wink, you quickly notice the slight blush on zeds cheeks.
Zed bit his bottom lip, trying to show what you had done to him.
'im doing unbelievably well. Thank you very much." Setting his chin on his palm and smiling.
'God his smile is so damn cute.' smiling, and turning around. You finally broke. Your face becoming hot and putting on a shit eating grin. You liked that boy so much, but you new best friend-crush would never like you back.
Love wasn't the word to describe what Zed felt for you. Starstruck? Whipped? Mesmerized? All he knows is that he had fallen hard. You were out of his league! Every time you told him that you were serious that no one had a crush on you, he wanted to slap you gorgeous face and tell how he felt to you.
But that would never end the way he would like. Would you reject him? Would you laugh in his face and make him the laughing stock?
I mean, he 'knew' that you didn't like him the same way. He swear you had feelings for Wyatt when to guys met. Even though Wyatt and Addison are the founders and leaders of the 'zedxy/n' club
But maybe he had one chance on confessing and that was tonight.
You were walking over to the front doors to feel freedom, but only to be stopped by Zed.
"can we hang out later? We don't have homework and I believe you're free."
"yea sure. 5:30?"
"yea, I'll meet you at your place"
"alright then, see you!"
Zed had texted you saying how you were having a bonfire. And would be staying the night in his dad's camper that he had borrowed. The weather for tonight would be clear and mosquitoes won't bother you by the fire so you were excited.
Packing your stuff in you bag was easy. Hoodie, sweatpants, and a change of clothes. (And whatever else you want). It was 5:00. So you had time.
You were sitting on your porch swing when you see a familiar car park in front of your house. You quickly got up from your seat to greet zed.
"Hey darlin' " wiggling his eyebrows, you giggle and shake your head.
"Don't call me darlin' " your chest hurt at your own words. Of course you wanted to be called darlin', but it seemed to much like a joking manner then you wanted it to be.
"Well, I will call you darlin' and everything will be okay"
You rolled your eyes and gestured to his car.
' Cause I know that I am yours and you are mine '
"We going somewhere or no?" Zed snapped out of his thoughts and looked at you.
" yea, yeah. Hold on"
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' Doesn't matter anyway, He doesn't ever like me more then a friend'
Zed had let you change in to p.j's in the camper. Hoping that you weren't taking long. You Finnish and pick up the clothes you wore earlier. Baggy shorts and a t-shirt. Not the best to protect yourself from mosquitoes.
Zed said that later in the night, we'll take a walk, it's nothing funny, Just to talk.
But you feel like there's more to that.
You open the campers door and walk outside to see that zed was gone and there was a fire with 2 chairs by it. Figured that he probably is in the camper or getting more wood at a near by store.
You go sit in the f/c chair and zone out. Tapping your foot and staring at the fire out of boredom. Only to feel a hand on your shoulder. You snap your head to the direction of the hands owner only to see zed.
"You scared me" you breath in and out before turning around and to see if you have you phone in you pocket or not. Hearing a shuffle and a chair squeak. Your eyes look up to see zed in a tank top, gray sweatpants and his somewhat oversized letterman jacket. The sight takes your breath away, only realizing you staring.
You find you phone in your left pocket. You quickly make it look like you were busy only to feel eyes on you. Not raising your head. Your eyes follow back to zed again. Only now his eye were looking at you. Omg, he was checking you out. Not in a perverted way btw
You two quickly look away only to feel hot in the face.
'Crap'
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'She caught me, crap!'
Zeds plan had not went to plan. He wanted to see if you wanted to get ice cream in the diner near by. But never knew how to bring it up.
' fuck it '
"Y/n, you want to go to the diner for icecream?"
You look at him, and smile.
"Sure, why not"
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The car ride was somewhat awkward. You rested your arm on the center counsel. Having your hand raised in the air.
Zed kept glancing at the hand. He wanted to hold your hand so bad.
'Please let me put your hand in mine. I want You to know that I want to be with you all the time. I want You to know that I won't stop until I make you mine'
Zed parks the car in front of the diner and you both pile out.
You open the door and a wind of sweets and food hit you.
"Omg, it smells so good in here" you walk over to a booth in the corner by the candy section. You could never get used to this smell.
"HI, I will be your server for today. Do you know what you want to drink?" A woman , looking like she was in her early 20's asked. Holding out 2 menus.
"Uh, f/d please." So say, quickly opening to the dessert section on the menu.
"Lemonade please" zed answers. Slowly opening the menu to look through.
"Alright, I'll be back when I have your drinks" the waitress walked away to do her job and you had already knew what you wanted. F/f with a/ts.
"Let me guess, you're getting vanilla with vanilla?" You joke, knowing that's all zed gets.
"Yeah, yeah. Joke all you want". He laughs and your heart flutters. 'Damn' was all you thought while looking at zed. You broke into a grin and laugh.
You both get your drinks and order your ice-cream.
You pull out you phone and scroll on your feed. Trying to be occupied unstead of waiting 8-15 minutes for your ice cream.
The speakers start playing a song you recognize. 'Make you mine' was the song. The song you wish to sing but that would, 1: be embarrassing, and 2: stupid. You could never. And you couldn't sing to save your life.
You slowly start tapping your foot to the beat and then start humming.
^You know that I won't stop until I make you mine, Until I make you mine. Well, I have called you darlin' and I'll say it again, again. So kiss me 'til I'm sorry, babe, that you are gone and I'm a mess^
"-And I'll hurt you and you'll hurt me and we'll say things we can't repeat"
Zed whispers the lyrics. Glancing at you to keep humming.
^" Put your hand in mine. You know "that I want to be with you all the time""
You say, trying to not gain attention from the workers and the other customers ever if there weren't a lot of them.
" You know that I won't stop until I make you mine."
You try to keep your eyes on your phone but It was hard
"You know that I won't stop until I make you mine,You need to know we'll take it slow, I miss you so we'll take it slow "
You swallow your own saliva. Only hoping that this song will never end
" It's hard to feel you slipping (You need to know) Through my fingers are so numb (We'll take it slow)"
You start to feel hot and your palms are sweaty. Why are like this?
Until I make you mine. Put your hand in mine
"And how was I supposed to know (I miss you so) That you were not the one?. Put your hand in mine."
You know that I want to be with you all the time
You know that I won't stop until I make you mine
You know that I won't stop until I make you mine
You know that I want to be with you all the time
Your guys slowly sing quieter by every word. Sadly the song had to end soon
Oh darlin', darlin', baby, you're so very fine
Your heart fluttered hard. You looked at the table in embarrassment
You know that I won't stop until I make you mine
Until I make you-"
You were cut of by soft lips on your own. What.
Your eye finally adjust to see zed. He pulls away and you felt speechless. You opened your mouth to talk but you train of thoughts kept you quiet.
Zed was worse. Not only all that but was having 2nd thoughts. 'What if you rejected him?' 'What if you hate him after this?' 'What if-'
"I like you zed, I have for a while now. And I just thought you should know" you blurt out. Looking any where then zed.
"I..I like you too. Every since you stood up for the zombies on the first say of high-school. You made me feel like I belonged here and wasn't an outcast. I felt loved and honored when I was with you. Even if your little brother hates me"
you laugh and the last part. You smile and grab his hand from the table.
" you free next Saturday? We can you to the amusement park opening on Saturday "
"He'll yeah" you both laugh and you notice to large glass cups of icecream coming your way.
"Here you two go. Sorry for the wait" the waitress put down the icecream and the check.
"Holler if you need anything." She smile and walks away.
"Cheers to being accepted to Mountain College?"
You take a scoop of your icecream and raise it in the air.
"Cheers" zed mimics your actions and you bump spoons. Then eating the scoop of icecream.
"Hmm~" you loved you icecream. You wouls never replace it. You look at zed 's and feel bad
"do you ever get sick of just vanilla?"
Zed looks at you confused but quickly replaced by a smirk.
"Can I have some of yours then?" Your face feels hot but you replace his cocky attitude with you own
"Sure, but I doubt it will be good as you."
Now it was zed turn to feel hot on the face.
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An hour had pasted. Your iCecreams were gone and finished. You sat in zed side of the booth and talked on what you had planed for college and after.
The diner had to almost kick you to out to close.
But zed he knew a place where you could see stars better. So you payed and left. The rest of the night was a blur. But waking up in the morning next the best thing ever <3
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entesi-selfship · 9 months
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Just a zombie boy and a dragon boy desperately in love ❤️ Art by Angelene Bubtea on Facebook!
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kangaracha · 2 years
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PRETTY z-o-m-b-i-e-s; chapter one
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“You’re no fun, Addison Wells.”
Her head snaps around to the boy standing behind her, lounging against the doorframe like he has absolutely nowhere else to be. “What?” she replies, her face scrunched up in annoyance. “I’m fun. You not doing your job isn’t fun.”
He pulls a face, snorting in amusement. “That’s because doing your job isn’t fun. If you were fun, you’d know that, and you’d come and have a drink with me right now.”
“We’re at work, Zed.”
“So?”
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supercap2319 · 2 years
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Addison: “How do you do it, Y/N?”
Y/N: “Do what, Addie?”
Addison: “ Zed loves you. Wyatt loves you. Even A-Lan loves you and he’s from another planet. You must be something special.”
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nuria-schnee · 4 years
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