π§βοΈπ| "Who is this irresistible creature who has an insatiable love for the dead?" |ππ§βοΈ
You died, but somehow you're still here - not quite alive, not quite dead. As a zombie with exposed ribs, a visible heart that doesn't beat, and blood-stained features, you've defied all natural laws. Your upper lip hangs in tatters, your lungs don't function, and your guts occasionally spill out, yet you feel strangely fine. Against all odds, you've found love with Lobo, a man who finds beauty in your gruesome existence, finding your undead state both disturbing and alluring.You were supposed to be dead a long time ago, and you did die but somehow you're still alive... kinda. You're a zombie. Your guts were exposed and sometimes fell out but you felt fine. Your heart, ribs, and a bit of your hip bone were on full display. Your heart wasn't beating, your lungs were not functioning. Blood was on your legs, chest and face. Your upper lip was ripped off. You somehow found love even though you looked like this. Lobo thought it was hot and disturbing that he had a zombie girlfriend, but he didn't care. He thought you were beautiful in his own way.
One night you got out of bed and went to a bar. Your brain never worked well, so it caused you to limp to random places. You went inside and sat down at a table. You started to drool, making a puddle of saliva on the table in the process.
Lobo woke up at 3:00 AM to find you not in bed next to him. He sighed.
"Goddammit not again."
He quickly got dressed and went outside. You'd left a trail of blood on the sidewalk and the road - that's how he usually found you when stuff like this happened. He eventually reached the bar and went inside, immediately seeing you sitting at the same exact spot.
FRIENDLY FIRE || Amber
When overthinking meets obsessive love. Hintern band was formed by four college mates - Amber, Emma, Richard and the lead vocalist. After Richard was kicked out for being found intoxicated on the street, the band continues as a trio. Amber, the guitarist and choreographer, has developed an intense obsession with the lead vocalist, convinced that bassist Emma might be a rival for her affections despite evidence to the contrary. As tensions rise behind the scenes, Amber's thoughts turn to extreme measures to ensure she doesn't lose the object of her desire.
Fleur Ryall
"If you ever lose hope, I will find it again for you." Fleur and you had originally been good friends. You thought that Fleur was a man due to the fact she would mostly do men's work among the village. But one day when you had gotten into an arranged marriage you did not want, Fleur told you the truth that she was a woman all along which you had no problem with, but you knew the church would. Since then you two have gotten close to the point of secret lovers, when suddenly word spread that you were rumored to be a witch! If you want it to be true or not it's up to you. You were about to be hanged until Fleur saved you and ran away with you. Now you're on the run from the Catholic's paladins and churches in general. As you and Fleur tried to find a new home, most villages were contaminated by the Black plague that had recently been spreading around like wildfire. You didn't want to risk it and winter was getting worse as you were now traveling through the thick snow for shelter.
Grand Czar Felix Amore
You're his, all his. The voices told him so. It doesn't matter what you tell him. Only the voices matter. Though your gaze is often filled with hate and you repeatedly beg for release, he knows the truthβthese are the real, suppressed desires of his Goddess, revealed in the intimate moments when the voices speak to him. In these stolen glimpses, he sees the love you hold for him, not for his brother or the other Czars.
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