#corpse bride fic

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Headcanons to how Emily (Corpse bride) would react to GN!darling drawing her? Like having several pages just full of drawings of Emily

I love her so much and the movie <33

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~𝔈𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔶 w/a Darling That Draws Her Headcanons~

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YES YES YES. PLEASSSSSE REQUEST WITH EMILY MORE OFTEN I LOVE WRITING HER🙏🙏🙏

~Enjoy~

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~She is completely and utterly whipped for you.

~Knowing you're just as completely and utterly whipped for her makes her giddy and excited.

~Expect a lot of kisses and hugs because of this.

~Sometimes, she can grow a bit insecure about herself- she knows she's very pretty, but her eye, the decay, the visible bones, ect. can make her overthink about her looks sometimes.

~Seeing you draw her so often fully convinced her she's pretty.

~Will happily pose for you if you ask her to.

~But she might get a bit giggly and amused, expect her to move sometimes without thinking, or talk while you're trying to paint or sketch her.

~Not that she talks a LOT, but she gets excited over the attention you give her.

~Her Maggot may tease her around and try to make her feel self-conscious, so Emily may feel silly posing at first.

~Hasn't gotten her portrait done in years, so once she gets used to staying still for a pose again she's the perfect model.

~She's a very lovely model!

~If she ever found that you've been drawing her already even before she knew about it, she'll feel SO touched.

~Might even get a bit emotional about it!

~Very often compliments your skills and brags about how good you are.

~Now she purposely tries to look extra pretty in case you're around with your sketch pad.

~Which sometimes can lead to her doing something silly and clumsy by accident because she's trying too hard LOL

~May need a reminder that she's pretty when she's simply existing, that she doesn't need to TRY to look pretty.

~She loves having an artist for a partner!

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SHE IS SUCH A COMFORT CHARACTER AHH 😭

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[1d-mini-fics]

This is an odd one, but could you do a Zouis one to "Tear to shed" from the corpse bride. Girl!(corpse) Zayn, Girl!(living) Harry (the other bride), and maybe Liam and Niall could be the black widow and the maggot? thanks Jael! xx (Just trying to get in the halloween spirit)

Zayn gripped her dress, running through the Land of the Dead. She tripped over a root, or maybe a lost limb, and sat roughly on the ground, tossing aside the bouquet she'd been clutching. Her bones rattled and she shook with tears that didn't make themselves known. She heaved a heavy sigh. "What's wrong darling?" She turned to smile at her eight-legged friend. 

"Maybe he's on to something Liam. Maybe we are too different. Maybe Harriet is the girl for Louis." 

"Maybe he should have his head examined?" She tugged the chatty maggot out of her ear.

"Hello Niall." She placed him on the wall beside her.

"I could do it?" She shook her head. 

"Perhaps he does belong with her. With her rosy cheeks and beating heart." Liam huffed.

"Zayn, those girls are ten a penny. You've got so much more! You've got...a wonderful personality!" Zayn laughed and Niall slithered closer. 

"What does that whispy little brat have that you don't have double?" Liam nodded in agreement, before smiling at Zayn. 

"She can't hold a candle to the beauty of your smile!" Zayn shook her head. 

"No guys, Harriet is beautiful. And she's living. And I think maybe I should give up on Louis, because he was meant to be hers." The two bugs shook their head. Liam hopped onto her head. 

"I think he could learn to love you." Niall nodded. 

"Yep. If he only knew the you that we know!" Liam walked with purpose to her ring finger, giving the gold band a twirl. 

"And that silly little creature isn't wearing his ring." 

"But she was supposed to be." Niall wiggled his way onto Zayn's shoulder, climbing over the lace ruffles of her dress. 

"Well she doesn't play piano, or dance, or sing!" Liam was almost bouncing with the force of his agreeing nod.

"No she doesn't compare!"

"But she still breathes air!" Liam bit lightly at her skeletal fingers.

"Who cares! If only he could see how special you can be." 

"Special! What's so special? I'm dead! I can touch a flame and feel nothing! I can be cut and go on with skipping a beat. I shouldn't be able to feel, but the pain I get when I see them together has to be real. Right?" Niall nodded. "And it seems that I still have a tear to shed." 

"Zayn! Zayn where are you?" She hopped up, sending the spider and maggot flying as she called out to Louis.

"I'm here! Louis." He stumbled through, suit battered and his crisp white shirt stained crimson. "Oh Louis. What's happened."

"I told Harriet I couldn't marry her. She assumed it was because of you and stabbed me." Zayn smiled.

"Was she correct in assuming that?" Louis just pulled her into a kiss, and she melted against him despite the chill in both their bodies. When she pulled back, there was one real, single tear rolling down her cheeks. She wiped it away with a smile. Liam wrapped a spidery leg around Niall. 

"I knew he'd come around, if he only knew the *Zayn that we know!" 

-Jael

P.S. this ended up different than I thought it would, but I hope you like it.