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podcastkevin · 3 months

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Hiya! Could I send in a zombies request for zed, where reader is Allison’s younger brother who is shy, but when Allison introduces him to Zed, Zed becomes like another older sibling to him?

Brother from another...species?

Waah!: The first half takes place between 1 and 2, Like after Cheer Comp but before wolves and the other half takes place in 2. {It's a few days later since writing this and I'm watching Zombies 3, Since when was his name Bonzo? I swear it was Gonzo the whole time! Am I the only one that realized this?? Anyway, I went through and changed the name.}

"Addison, I really don't feel comfortable meeting your friends," You stated hesitantly. Your apprehension must have been apparent as Addison, with pleading eyes, begged you to reconsider. "Please, Mn, it'll be fun, I promise!" she implored. However, you couldn't shake off the suspicion that this was only happening so that you wouldn't have to start at Seabrook High without any friends. You voiced your suspicion, and Addison's expression faltered for a moment before she spotted Bree in the distance. "Oh, look, there's Bree!" she exclaimed, latching onto your arm and tugging you towards the group of people huddled around the cheer flyer.

"Addy, please," you plead, trying to avoid her gaze. She pauses, attempting to meet your eyes, and then continues, "Would you rather befriend strangers or walk in alone with no one to guide you?" You open your mouth to reply, but Addison quickly covers it with her hand. "Don't answer," she interjects, "as your big sister, I'm here to help you make friends." You let out a grumble of annoyance, glaring at her. "Yeah, yeah, you can complain to Mom and Dad later. Come on," she says, releasing your mouth and pulling you by the wrist towards her group of friends.

Mn Wells was known to be the more introverted and reclusive member of the Wells family. Just like his sister Addison, he was born with peculiar white hair that set him apart from others. Like his sister, Mn was not allowed to show his strange hair in public and was forced to wear a wig instead. Although he didn't mind the wig, he rarely ventured out of his home and only interacted with his immediate family. As a result, the residents of Seabrook often forgot that there was another member in the Wells family. It was only recently that Mn started spending more time with his sister Addison.

Despite being introverted, he has several interests that keep him engaged. His favorite pastime is reading, but he also has a passion for painting and drawing. If you take a peek inside his closet, you'll spot a pair of pants covered in his own pen doodles, along with a shirt adorned with similar designs. Interestingly, he hasn't worn these items yet, as he's always been around his parents. Today, Addison encouraged him to wear the shirt out, but he was still inclined to wear blue pants and a pink hoodie instead. At least, Addison was relieved that he didn't put on his wig.

As Addison came up to the round picnic table, you felt your anxiety start to rise. You couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by the seemingly outgoing and boisterous personalities surrounding you. "Hey, Guys! This is my younger brother, Mn," Addison said with a smile. Her friends greeted you warmly, but you couldn't help but shrink in on yourself slightly and cross your arms. You were always a bit shy, and being in the presence of so many new people made you feel even more nervous.

Addison noticed your discomfort and tried to reassure her friends. "Is he okay?" one of them asked. "Yeah, um, he's always been a bit shy. It might take a bit for him to warm up to you guys," Addison explained. She then turned to face you and introduced you to each of her friends. "Mn, this is Bree, Bonzo, Eliza, and Zed," she said while pointing at each of them. You tried your best to listen, but your nerves got the better of you.

Despite Addison's efforts to calm your nerves, you still couldn't shake the feeling of unease when you realized three of her friends were Zombies. You couldn't help but stare at them, wide-eyed and unsure of how to react. "You're friends with Zombies?" you asked incredulously.

"Yes. They're really nice, Mn, it's okay," Addison reassured you, pulling you to sit next to Zed at the table. Before you could scoot away, Addison sat next to you. "Bubs, it's okay," she whispered to you, sensing your apprehension. You nodded silently and retreated into your own thoughts while Addison effortlessly fell into a seamless conversation with Bree and Eliza.

You reach for a pen in your pocket and tap Addison's arm lightly, hoping to get her attention. However, she doesn't seem to notice, too busy discussing something with Breed. You let out a sigh and place your hand on the table, beginning to doodle on your skin absentmindedly. As you draw, the lines take on a life of their own, eventually forming a beautiful lotus flower on the back of your hand. You start to add some leaves when suddenly, you feel a tap on your shoulder. Startled, you flinch and look up to see Bonzo, the zombie you remember from before, reaching past his friend to get your attention. He smiles slightly when you make eye contact and points at your hand, admiring the intricate design you created.

As you try to make sense of the words that were just spoken, Zed's voice suddenly breaks through the confusion and reaches your ears. "He's curious to know if you would be willing to draw that on his hand." Your eyes widen in surprise, but your expression remains unreadable. You recall Addison's frequent comments about your doe-like eyes, but you are unable to see it for yourself.

As you nod softly, Bonzo moves his hand in front of Zed. You reach over and place the side of your hand on Bonzo's, steadying your hand. You can feel the coldness of Bonzo's hand as you draw the same flower on his hand. The sensation is a bit strange, but you ignore it and focus on creating a beautiful and accurate drawing.

Bonzo flashed a smile as he turned around to show Eliza what you had just finished drawing. Zed, who had been observing you sketch the flower, complimented your talent. "You're really good at that, Mn," he said. You returned the compliment with a soft smile and a nod. Zed seemed genuinely interested in getting to know you better and asked, "What else do you do?" You looked down for a moment, contemplating your answer. "I paint and I enjoy reading," you replied. Although the conversation seemed to have hit a dry patch, Zed still acknowledged your interests by saying, "That's cool." Meanwhile, you found yourself gravitating towards Addison again.

As Zed extends his hand towards you, requesting a drawing, you nod in agreement and shift your focus to his hand. You begin with a simple mandala, nothing too intricate, but as you start to draw, you become lost in your thoughts, and the sounds around you slowly fade away. You hear your sister's voice, the chirping of birds, and the murmur of people around you, but they all seem distant as you enter your own world. Suddenly, Zed's question brings you back to the present. "Have you always been like this?" he asks and you assume he means your shyness. For a moment, you are caught off guard, but you don't mind answering. "Can't remember...I-I used to play a sport when I was younger...." As you continue to draw, your mind drifts off again. You don't notice that you've drawn past Zed's wrist, and you don't realize that you've leaned in towards him, slowly becoming more comfortable in his presence as you absentmindedly talk about your childhood.

As the sun starts to set, Addison calls your attention and you snap out of your trance. You quickly pull back from Zed, feeling a bit embarrassed. "I-I'm sorry," you stammer. Zed reassures you with a smile, "It's okay, Mn. It looks really nice." What started as a small and simple design has now transformed into a much more intricate and elaborate pattern, with various flowers delicately drawn all over, creating a beautiful bouquet on his hand. "Thanks," you say with a smile, feeling proud of your creation. Zed pats your shoulder and says, "No problem, it was kinda calming watching you make it."

Addison bids farewell to her companions, and soon after, you both commence your journey back home. "It seems like you had a good time," Addison quips in a playful tone. "Just kidding! But it looks like you and Zed have grown closer." "Well, he's a nice person, I suppose," you respond, uncertain about your feelings.

From that day onwards, she made it a point to have you accompany her whenever she goes to hang out with her friends. Over time, she couldn't help but notice how you had started carrying your sketchbook with you and would proudly display all your new drawings to her friend Zed.

During the time when your sister was away at cheer camp, Zed would often come to your home alone to ask if you were available to hang out. You two ended up spending a lot of time together, and as the days went by, you developed a strong bond with Zed. You found yourself confiding in him and sharing your secrets, and soon enough, he became your closest friend whom you trusted as much as your sister.

As you sat in the comfort of your home, you couldn't help but wonder about the commotion outside. You didn't attend the city hall meeting, so you were completely unaware of what was happening. Suddenly, you heard some announcement about the monster laws being put back in place, which left you perplexed. You couldn't understand what could have possibly happened to warrant such a decision. A few minutes later, you heard your parents arrive home. You went to leave your room to ask what happened when Addison came into your room, and to your surprise, it was as if she had read your mind. She began to explain the series of events that had led to this decision. It started with a bus crash, which left them lost in the woods. She explained that the bus crash was due to Zed's Pawn-posal and he was on a ladder in the middle of the road, your glad she quickly inserted that he was okay. Then, she encountered a werewolf, and finally, everything that happened at city hall. As she spoke, everything began to feel surreal, and you couldn't help but think that the entire situation was beyond crazy for only seeing one wolf.

The next day, you found yourself in a dilemma. You have never been fond of crowded places or the deafening noise that fills the atmosphere of your school. However, you were curious to find out if anyone dared to challenge your cousin for the upcoming school elections. Despite your apprehension, you decided to attend the event. Although, deep down inside, you secretly wished to be somewhere quieter, perhaps the library, where you could read in peace.

You found yourself in the company of Addison, holding onto her tightly as you tried to ignore the overwhelming crowd around you. The reenactment of the monster law had caused you to retreat back into your shell. Although you still spent time with the others and Zed at school, you couldn't help but feel a sense of loss for the nights you used to spend with Zed at the beach. Those were the nights where you would simply sit in the sand, gazing at the stars and engaging in deep conversations or get to know each other a little more.

As soon as the wolves appeared, you instinctively tried to distance yourself from them. You scrambled towards the bleachers located at the far end by climbing up the stage. However, at that moment, Zed's hand came out of nowhere and grasped your wrist, pulling you behind him. You were surprised by the suddenness of his action, but you noticed that he was trying to protect you from the wolves. Even after jumping off the stage and standing next to Eliza, he kept checking over his shoulder to confirm that you were still following him, making sure that you were safe.

After Allison surprisingly welcomed the Wolves with ease, despite their recent aggression and sudden advance towards her minutes ago, you impulsively grab Zed's wrist to stop him from leaving when you saw him about to walk away. "Why did you grab me when I was trying to run?" you ask. Zed's response is straightforward, "I wanted to protect you. Thought you'd stay with your sister for safety behind the team, but then you ran past me. I didn't like not knowing where you were going."

"Oh…" You struggle to process the care in Zed's words. "Y-You care about me?" you ask hesitantly. Zed admits, "Yeah, maybe a little more. I care about you like I do Zoey." The realization hits, "You see me… like a little brother?" Zed nods, "Yeah." It feels like family. Despite having an older sister, having an older brother figure feels surprisingly warm and comforting.

"Thank you," you murmur softly, inching closer until your arms envelop him in a gentle embrace. Zed, somewhat surprised by the unfamiliar gesture, reciprocates, his arms encircling your shoulders and back. Though unaccustomed to your hugs, he accepts it graciously. His hand on your back moves in a soothing rhythm, tracing gentle paths up and down, while the hand on your shoulder imparts a subtle, reassuring squeeze. "No problem," he responds, his chin finding a resting place atop your head, creating a moment of quiet connection.

Addison grins as she notices you and Zed stepping back, his hand casually resting on your shoulder. The satisfaction in her expression is evident; she's genuinely pleased to see her brother and boyfriend getting along so well.

I hope this was okay 😥 Honestly I was a bit nervous since this is my second request and I feel like I got a bit carried away.

Also, thank you for being my second request ☺️

Next: Debating on posting a harry potter fic I have dusting up in my drafts. It's set in Deathly Hallows pt. 1 with Hermione and Harry at the cemetery. It's a Harry's older brother fic, he was presumably dead but he shows up at the same cemetery to wish his parents a merry christmas when he saw the two at the stones. There's a lot more interesting stuff that happens.

#kevin's query #x male reader #disney zombies #zed necrodopolis #addison wells #platonic #disney zombies x male reader

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mlmfantasywrites · 10 days

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Rules:

- I only write for male reader, and I only write for male character’s

- I write for most kinks and I do angst, smut, and fluff.

- I’m not really into Dom reader and I’m better at writing bttm sub reader and Dom top character so keep that in mind.

Some of the character’s I write for include:

Luke Castellan (PJO)

Scot McCall (teen wolf)

Zed Necrodopolis (zombies)

Wally Clark (school spirits)

Milo manheim

Nate Jacob’s (euphoria)

Jacob Cutos (the quarry)

Vinnie hacker

Noah Beck

Jacob Day

Charlie Bushnell

John B (outer banks)

Rare Cameron (outer banks)

JJ Maybank (outer banks)

Trevor Wagner

Joe Bartolozzi

Finn Hudson (glee)

Blaine Anderson (glee)

Sam Evans (glee)

Billy Loomis (scream)

Ethan Landry (scream)

Chad Meeks (scream)

Finnick Odair (hunger games)

Peeta Melark (hunger games)

Bellamy Blake (the 100)

Sean Anderson (journey 2 the mysterious island)

And any more! Feel free to ask if you don’t see someone listed.

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lovemanheim · 1 year

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Please send requests in! I have no inspo currently!

Requests are open for the following people/characters

1. Wally Clark

2. Ben Plunkett

3. Nico Alexander

4. Zed Necrodopolis

5. Rafe Cameron

Things I will write

1. Fluff

2. Angst

Male X fem reader

Things I will not write

1. Smut

2. Anything dark

Fem X fem

Male X male

(I just can’t lol idk why)

Prompt list you can request from

1. “I love you, but please stop whatever it is you’re doing”

2. “STOP BEING SO CUTE, ITS NOT FAIR”

3. “You’re an idiot” “yeah but I’m your idiot”

4. “Make me”

5. “You make me so unbelievably happy”

6. “You didn’t call, you didn’t next, nothing”

7. “You know we’re meant to be”

8. “ you’re seriously like a man-child”

9. “It was a joke, baby. I swear”

10. “ mine”

11. “Are you even listening to me?”

12. “Is that my shirt?”

13. “ You’re kinda cute, you know… only kinda”

14. “Just marry me already”

15. “It’s too cold! Come back”

16. “Gimme a kiss, my love”

17. “Hold my hand” “what?” “ just hold it”

18. “Can we get a dog?” “We have a dog” “ I know. I want another”

19. “She did it!” “No he did!”

20. “Oh shut up and kiss me already”

21. “Wait a minute, are you jealous?”

22. I never thought I’d find a love like this”

23. Leave me alone, the only thing I’m embarrassed by is your lame attempt at being cute!”

24. “Baby, please let me in. Im sorry”

25. “Too bad, baby. You’re stuck with me”

26. “You’re honestly really freaking cute when you’re jealous”

27. “Can I Kiss you?”

28. “Wait, you’re leaving already?”

29. “Why am I always the one carrying you?”

30. “ okay, what are you doing in a Spider-Man onesie, in my bedroom?”

31. “You make me feel safe”

32. “PILLOW FIGHT”

33. “God, you’re beautiful. My pretty girl”

34. “No, you can’t get up! You’re my prisoner for the day!”

35. “I had a rough day and all I want right now is to cuddle with my girl”

36. “God you’re cute” “you think I’m cute?”

37. “ you’re legally obligated to keep holding me”

38. “Sweet girl. Am I your lock screen?” “You werent supposed to see that”

39. “Do you like it?”

40. “I’ve never seen you so nervous”

41. “In our defense, we were left unsupervised”

42. “I can’t help it, you’re fun to mess with”

43. “ Don’t shut me out, please”

44. “Stay away from me”

45. “I saw that, you totally just checked me out”

46. “I literally cannot say no to you. It’s impossible”

47. “Forgive me, please. I need you”

48. “Hey— look at me. You can talk to me”

49. “Did you just flinch away from me?”

50. “Do it. I dare you”

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blondsauduun-reads · 3 years

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The Almighty Masterlist

Okay so like 99% of the fics are not mine, so I’ll credit the writer too (and you can go check their work out, because some of these are GOLDEN). And I will be linking my fav fics here because I’ve got 200 fics on here as of now (but all other fics are tagged with the character that they’re about so you can find them and read them).And they will be in chronological order of reblog, because I’m lazy, mostly. All these are character x reader/oc self-inserts.

If you read any of the fics below, make sure to like and reblog them and show the writer your support with a comment, doesn’t matter if it’s a simple I love this! Or something more elaborate and personal, it does make a difference.

Edit: since Reggie from JATP had officially a last name, the fics which I reblogged until the 9th of December will be tagged as jatp reggie, but all the ones I reblog from now on will be tagged as reggie peters.

TAGLIST HERE

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My requests are always open, but I only write with OCs (of the person who’s requested it) and X Reader. Fem!Reader, Male!Reader and Gender-Neutral/NB!Reader are all welcome. I don’t write non-con, p*dophilia or z*ophilia.

My Fics:

JATP - Reggie - We’re The Revolution That’s Been Singing In The Rain

JATP - Juke - Really Something

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EDIT: tumblr doesn’t allow more than 50 tags so the continuation of my recommendations will be linked

HERE.

Personal Faves:

Special Mention to my bestie’s @heliads masterlist because all her work is amazing * edit. Somehow most of her links don’t work so if you want to read them just visit her masterlist linked above! She has it all perfectly organized and is great, definitely worth checking out!

MLWTWB - Alex Walter - Drunken Make Outs - @mattybstqrn

MLWTWB - Alex Walter - I’m Yours - @julieloves074

Stranger Things - Eddie Munson - she’s the devil in disguise - @letterstotheflre

Zombies - Zed Necrodopolis - Team Player - @heliads *see pink above for link

TW - Brett Talbot - The Bite - @heliads *see pink above for link

Marvel/TASM - Peter Parker - The Two Of Us - @/heliads *see pink above for link

MCU - Avengers - Kiddo - @redstarwriting

DC - Harley Quinn - Cherry Soda - @sapphicwhxre

HP - James Potter - Truth and Declare - by fave @heliads *see pink above for link

SaB - The Darkling - Time Can Heal (But This Won’t) - by bestie @heliads *see pink above for link

SaB - Jesper - Guns Blazing, Tides Rising (+part 2 +3 +4 +5) - @heliads *see pink above for link

TW - Brett Talbot - The Spring Break Lie - @heliads *see pink above for link

MCU - Bucky - First Glance - @royalwildswriting

SPN - Dean - The Hunter With The Dragon Tattoo - @watermelonlipstick

AiB - Arisu - Gaming - Part Two - @koreaweeb

JATP - Juke - in his arms - @unsaidnessa

AiB - Chishiya - Marionette - @koreaweeb (there’s parts, this is the masterlist and this is my fav chapter and these are the reasons why)

AiB - Chishiya - Red Strings - @koreaweeb (second story to Marionette)

Hannibal - Will Graham - Lonely - @gunpowder-and-smoke

Hannibal - Will Graham - Gradually - @darling-i-read-it

Hannibal - Will Graham - Sparring - @darling-i-read-it

Hannibal - Will Graham - Lost Time - @darling-i-read-it

JATP - Luke - Shirtless - @littlemissaddict

JATP - Reggie - About Love - @darlingsteveharrington

JATP - Reggie - Eyeliner - @julies-molina

JATP - Reggie - Little Miss Perfect - @unholyobsessions

JATP - Reggie - The Perfect Christmas - @calamitykaty

JATP - Reggie - Perfectly Entwined - @thefandomimaginesandwritingblog

JATP - Reggie - A Moment In Time - @calamitykaty

JATP – Reggie – Who Are You? - @himoonlight (this is the first part and the other parts are here: 2 - 3 - 4

JATP – Julie Molina – My Captain - @n0wornever (there’s also a second part to this and its this )

JATP – Reggie – Second Chances - @pythagothug (also multiple parts but are linked in the og post)

JATP – Reggie – Swedish Hologram Crush - @jaskiers-sweetkiss

JATP - Reggie – Dinner Gal - @nooneactuallyasked (that’s part 1 there’s at least 4)

JATP – Reggie – Marker Messages - @carnationcreation

JATP - Reggie – The Four Times They Almost Got Caught (And The One Time They Were) - @carnationcreation

JATP - Reggie - Akai Ito - @intoanothermind

JATP - Reggie – Embarrassing Encounters - @billboardofbrokendreams

JATP – Reggie – Unsteady Hands - @sunsetgillespie (this is like, one of my most treasured fics of all time.)

Teen Wolf – Theo Raeken – Back From Hell - @xplrreylo

JATP – Reggie – Leather Jacket - @xplrreylo

Obey Me! – Mammon – Bangin’ Birthday - @mammor0n

FBAWTFT – Newt Scamander – Not That Dress - @12tardis (there’s i think two more fics by this person, one with a jumper(? And one with a shirt(? Make sure to check ‘em out too!)

TO x SPN – Elijah Mikaelson – Funny-Man - @zodiyack

TO - Klaus Mikaelson – Every King Needs An Heir - @zodiyack (i think two parts?)

TVD – Kai Parker - Lunchtime Sabotage - @zodiyack

TO - Kol Mikaelson – Trusting You To Trust Yourself - @zodiyack

OBX - JJ Maybank – Study Sessions - @ptersparkers (7 chapters of pure smut)

#fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic rec #fanfic recommendations

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clarks-letterman · 14 days

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URGGGGGEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! | zed necrodopolis x male!reader

a/n — putting this as male reader because it's implied. not explicitly stated but I don't want to misadvertise the fic lol, gender neutral pronouns and body parts used. I don't really like the smut in this but the idea was funny to me… this fic will definitely be non-canon by the time Z4 releases!!

summary — Zed goes to Mountain College and gets a sex toy, his roommate comes to their shared dorm at a bad time.

words — 3k

warnings — smut! 18+ | implications of sex and actual sex occur, uses of the word "gooning", zed zombies out and they fuck so... feral!Zed, slight dubcon!! - first zombies fic so it may be ooc or just poorly written

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Fall was in full swing at Mountain College. Soon the tops of roofs would be snowcapped and walkways would be sprinkled with salt, but for now, everyone tried to enjoy the weather while it was still warm. Sloping sides brought the occasional gusts of wind that all of the early morning go-getters had to deal with. They had to learn the hard way to bundle up if they wanted to make it to class without becoming the next monster to roam the Earth—probably as a snow yeti or something similar. The lecture halls were grand to handle the kind of metamorphosis a lot of human and inhuman students would be going through over the course of their early adult years. The only place where people were forced to grow together were the dorm rooms—as a push for inclusivity at Mountain College left everyone in close quarters to someone—or something—they had no clue existed before college. It was another thing to learn about, to understand that the small circle of your hometown isn’t the only circle to exist. People have groups that come in all shapes and sizes, and not all of them are going to fit together nicely, but that doesn’t mean there can’t be an effort. But there was one unspoken rule that everyone had to learn, regardless of their major: don’t enter a room with a tie, sock, or anything hanging off the door handle. Not at parties, not in classrooms—if there was such a thing to happen, and especially not at your dorm.

When Zed arrived at Mountain College, he never expected anyone to be as pro-zombie as they were. His roommate was insanely warm and kind to him. No one really hid who they were here. They were at that stage where they left the conformities of high school and living with their parents to being so overwhelmed with freedom that they had no way to grasp everything they had. The freedom; the new flaws determined by society were still unclear. Zed was one of those people, being free from the shackles of Seabrook and Zombietown’s driving force in unity to being another student in a sea full of them. It wasn’t to the same extent that he had gone through, but the established scene of breaking free from your past to start something new is what really pushed him to start trying things. He wanted to be a part of the community and to do that, you have to understand the area first.

Zed started by doing most of his workouts around campus, then transitioning over to the city that was built around Mountain College. The short drive down to the city below could be completed in a timely manner during a daring jog down the road leading to the developed area. He never wore more than a tank top and shorts for his morning runs. The college was north of the city, so he only ever rarely went into the downtown area during his morning runs. He decided to go farther on his run today since he had an upcoming game and needed to burn off the endless brain-fest for dinner from the night before. So many calories, so little scores during his big game was how he viewed it.

Most of the shops still weren’t open, but there was one on this block that was still open. It turns out that the shop was not opening early in the morning, but in fact, closing after a very late night. The neon signs had yet to be turned off, and one reading ‘OPEN’ in big illuminated letters drew his attention. Next to it was a red triple-X sign.

The fleshlight was cobbled together with scraps and carefully welded parts to resemble the repurposed items of Zombietown. It reminded him of home, and the clerk told him that the toy was advanced, deceiving the average person by appearing to only be made of scraps and to have the basic, archaic function of just fucking it. Inside it was a hidden set of magnetic coils that both provided the correct amount of electromagnetic pulses through the zombie’s dick to prevent them from turning into the much more unpleasant version of themselves and it heightened the feeling of jerking off while the machine made contact with the skin from the inside.

He listened to what the clerk had to say about remembering to take off his Z-Band so it wouldn’t overstimulate him to the point of numbness, and that the side effects of it were mainly just slowed brain activity from “too much gooning.” As Zed would be quick to learn, it was called going cockdumb. There was the opposite, too, where his zombie side would forfeit all rational thought and quickly take whatever the closest thing to fuck is around to poundtown.

He learned quickly, though, and did as he said when he got back to his dorm. The order of instructions was simple: get yourself ready—get your dick hard, is how he interpreted it, take off the Z-Band, and use the fleshlight to calm all of his zombie urges. Before he started any of that, though, he placed one of his ties around the door handle facing the hallway. Then he got undressed, stripping down until the full-body mirror over his closet’s sliding door reflected his pale figure and vibrant green hair. He stood in the frame, checking out his recent gains for a second—still eternally lanky, but he was starting to fill out in the places that mattered.

His hands roamed over his body until he got down to his nether regions. Zed rubbed his dick until he was hard enough to stick his dick in the fleshlight, then watched in the mirror as he took off his Z-Band. The area around his eyes started to darken and dark veins started coursing all over his body. He took a few deep breaths before reaching for the fleshlight, each breath drawn in becoming more raspy as his insides changed in a way he couldn’t see. Carefully, holding on to it with an intentionally lighter grip so as to not overuse his own strength, he guided it over his cock and watched his tip disappear into the slit. He moaned, it was tight. He moaned again, it was vibrating. And then he looked back up at his reflection, the monstrous features were gone.

Zed never told you about his little reveries into sex and pleasure as the weeks went on. After that faithful day, he found that he came harder and started to crave the feeling of release more and more. The feeling was simply addictive to him: a mix of tingles from the electro-pulses and genuine pleasure from the stimulation. But with how frequently he did it, there was bound to be a day where mistiming or miscommunication would expose him in the act. Today was that day.

It was around two in the afternoon, the ground was covered in a thin layer of snow and Zed had stopped his morning runs in favor of a quick indoor exercise and then moved to jerking off while the sun rose—you were returning to your shared dorm with the zombie from a lecture, notably earlier than usual. It was a Gen-Ed for biology, something that Zed had learned when you approached him one night in the hopes of having him help you. If he remembered correctly, it was about zombies—a newly implemented unit in the curriculum, now finding its way into its own circle of life. New studies emerged about the carbon emission of their dead cells that Zed couldn’t help with, but he explained how he felt that he functioned and the way he and plants interacted. That was at the beginning of the semester and it was how he found out that your class ran until around two-thirty. Usually.

Zed was enjoying his time inside for a change. Having finished his classes for the day and feeling the testosterone of his morning workout preserved through it all, he decided the best thing to do during his alone time was to use his broken-in toy. Zed was confident enough to not hide his sex life—well, he was confident enough to act like he was having sex with someone else, not his sex toy or the fact that he edged himself until he literally couldn’t hold it in anymore. That part was thankfully undisclosed by everyone since they knew not to enter his dorm, but you entered without thinking. He was laid back on his bed, staring at the ceiling like the white ceiling was painted over with the limitless stream of thoughts flowing out of his head. His eyes were shut, soft moans slipped out and he barely shifted the fleshlight on his dick out of the fear of blowing his load too early.

His load threatening to come out dissipated quickly, though, when he heard the door handle click. Then the hydraulic mechanisms that would normally push the door shut started to whir as it opened. He reached for the blanket he slept under, letting the fleshlight hang off his dick so he could find something to cover himself up. He was mad at himself for slipping into the habit of playing with himself while naked, but it was so much easier to bunch his comforter up against the wall and lay in bed with easy access to all of his holes. In the seconds—which felt even shorter for him—he covered his lower half and just accepted that you would see his bare torso. With enough smooth talking, he could convince you that he had just woken up from a nap.

“Don’t be mad.” You said, coming in, hoping that he wasn’t with a naked girl or anything. You tried keeping your view of the inside of the room as limited as possible by turning your head just in case. “But I got out early ‘cause of the weather and I saw the sock…”

The only issue was that his fleshlight was forming a bump in his sheets, meaning that he couldn’t be laid down without it looking like he had a huge dick—or what would be the more reasonable explanation: he had a sex toy. Either way, it looked unnatural. So while you were still acclimating to the sight of him, purposefully looking away to give him time to cover up. You were still under the impression that someone else was in there, but you heard the clatter of something hit the floor, followed by a hasty curse under his breath.

You decided that you had given him long enough and finally looked into your shared dorm room. On the floor was a machine made out of old zombie parts that seemed to have broken into pieces, scattered around a pair of bare feet that padded around the carpet in panic. Your eyes trailed up to see Zed, naked and with a raging hard dick. Still freshly coated from the lube he pumped into his fleshlight, still wet enough to glisten in the sunlight pouring in the window behind him. And to say he was naked didn’t mean much, because he was truly naked—no Z-Band in sight on his body. His dick was red for only a second before the veins on it darkened along with the rest of his body.

Somehow, his dick looked to be bigger, more intimidating. The dark shade it turned caused it to look like anything but slimming. His chest started heaving and that drew you to his arms, bulging with thick black veins that trailed up his arms and increasingly curved arms. They started finding their way to his midsection until his hands reached his dick. Neither one touched his pulsing cock, but motioned around it as if he knew that the fleshlight was unusable. He started fucking the air like he knew the presence of it from his more conscious and tame state.

Incoherently, through a gust of grunts and growls, he started speaking. It sounded like the friendly words he used during your past exchanges but were blatantly needy and desperate. You couldn’t quite hear what he said, so you moved closer under the assumption that he still had some control. Some sense of sanity without his Z-Band on. But as soon as you were within his reach…

Zed grabbed you, pulling you closer to his naked form. You looked at the dark circles around his eyes before meeting his actual eyes. A few words slipped through—as if he could still recall the language he had used for years somewhere deep in his brain—slurring out a loose connection of words that sounded like: “You break it… I break you…”

Zed’s mind was everywhere yet nowhere at once. His feral side was feeling and processing all of the emotions from his “human” side. So many things in his head were whirring for the first time in a while, and nothing was shutting down to compensate for the rising new emotions of rapacity—the urge to have it all and take it all. His head was already running at one-hundred and ten percent so now he needed to claim things in the room. To make things his. His room; the little voice in the back of his head that he suppressed about being annoyed by the fact that he had to share a room with you was finally being heard. You’d walk out of this—or better yet, be carried—with a new perspective on ownership.

Sex with Zed was fast. The urges brought on by his true zombie nature allowed him to rip off the clothes you wore to attend class. They were in shreds, adding to scattered bits of his broken toy, some landing on the sharper parts of it so that you didn’t have to worry about stepping on something painful as he guided you to his bed. It was the closest one to him and the easiest to throw you down on since the sheets were all undone, unmade. He would make you a mess in the next few moments so it didn’t really matter to him.

But for the first time, Zed was faced with a challenge in his zombie brain. He had put you on his bed—the faint smells of sex and sweat emanating into your nose from how much he jerked off in his bed, typically covered by his comforter—but now he looked at you, laid on your back, head on his pillow, and he was faced with one of two choices: did he want to cum in your mouth or your ass? He wanted to do both, and he hit his head in frustration, grunting. The simple thoughts his undead brain was meant to handle couldn’t stomach this as easily as brains.

A feeling deep within him told him that your ass would bring him the greater amount of pleasure, so he hopped on the bed with you, kneeling. His increased strength allowed him to lift your legs easily and with an unmatched haste. Your hole was in clear sight, and he wasted no time in burying himself down into it and lapping away. It was another sensation he had, thanks to consuming a million videos of porn in his spare time. That, and he was still a zombie. Flesh was something that he wanted to taste during his feral frenzy. It was the only thing his tongue tasted: the saltiness of skin. He felt so good, and you wanted to bury your fingers in his vibrant green hair to push him deeper into you, but that seemed a little too risky in his current state. Besides, he didn’t stay down there long. His head reared up a few moments after going down on you, his clear intention to fuck you until he comes, not the other way around.

Thanks to already fucking his fleshlight, his dick was still coated in lube; still sheening with its slick surface reflecting the light. When he put his dick in, he didn’t feel any friction, and he wouldn’t have cared if he did. The friction didn’t bother him and if it didn’t bother him, then it shouldn’t bother you. It never became a problem, though.

Zed decided that the perfect position to keep you in was with your legs over each of his thin shoulders. He started thrusting, taking little to no time to go as fast as he could. He was desperate, uncaring if you needed time to adjust. But, like everything else about his zombie-heightened feelings, what it took to make him cum went up too—much higher than his regular edging point.

Zed was a quick learner. He found which spots made you feel the best—well, which ones made your face twist and your head turn into his pillow as he fucked you. That seemed to make him climb to the peak faster than anything else. Your ass was tight and soft, sure, but it was your reaction to how he dominated you with his big dick that really made him get going. He unleashed a flurry of moans that were deeper than the voice you got used to hearing.

Wet sounds and slapping filled the room until he came for the first time. You could feel your ass burning from the rough slapping and the way he kept up the skin-to-skin contact—breeding you until he was out of breath. Just like when he first transformed into the beastly version of himself.

Zed pulled his dick out and you could hear the wet gushing, as well as the feeling of your hole leaking with his cum. He must have been really pent-up because it was already ruining his sheets and still seeping out of the tip of his dick. You looked around for his Z-band, still gathering your surroundings and acclimating yourself to the point-of-view of his bed. It looked to be on his dresser and within arm’s reach, so you went to grab it. But Zed stopped you, guiding your hand to his dick that was still hard. This was going to be a long night…

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