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“You should do as they ask and hand me over. If you do not, blood will be spilled on both sides.”
“I am aware.”
“And you are still choosing this?”
“I am choosing you.”
“That is not romantic. That is selfish.”
“Yes. It is.”
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“You should do as they ask and hand me over. If you do not, blood will be spilled on both sides.”
“I am aware.”
“And you are still choosing this?”
“I am choosing you.”
“That is not romantic. That is selfish.”
“Yes. It is.”
prompt #123
"I apologize; the prince doesn't take visitors."
Prompt #123
“That was fantastic! Let’s do it again!”
“I’m so sick of your shit dude. Let’s not.”
Prompt 123
“Get out of my sight.”
“B-but-“
Hero beamed. “Is what I would have said if I didn’t love you.”
A beat.
“Have I ever mentioned how much I wanted to kill you?”
“Plenty of times, darling, but would you look at that? I’m still here.”
prompt: wholesome late 1700s Austen-esque romance with local country pastor Peeta (a la Henry Tilney) and his pretty, windswept parishioner, Miss Katniss Everdeen (a la any Austen heroine) with the angelic singing voice and dandelion trimmed bonnet
Thanks for the prompt, @rosegardeninwinter
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Prompt #123
A: Can I have some fries?
B: No.
A: But sharing is caring.
B: I don't fucking give a shit, get your own damn fries.
147+123: Addison and Zed with Zoey.
Thanks for the requests! 😘
150 Drabble Challenge
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“Zoey! Slow down!” Zed called. Addison giggled beside him as they walked to follow his little sister. The sun was starting to set and Zed always got a little nervous when it got dark out.
“Calm down Zed. She’s fine as long as we can still see her.” Addison assured him with a loving smile. He was craning his neck as he watched the young zombie like a hawk. Addison raised a brow and smirked, stepping in front of him and quickly pulling him down by the collar of his shirt for a kiss on the lips. Zed squeaked in surprise at first but soon relaxed and closed his eyes to kiss her back. Addison pulled them apart and smiled. “Better?” She asked teasingly.
Zed chuckled. “Better.”
“Zed! Addison! Look! Fireflies!” Zoey yelled. The two teens turned to find the field aglow with little flying yellow lights.
“Whoa.” Zed murmured, Addison hugging his side from how adorable he was when he was in awe.
“I’ve never seen so many at one time before! It’s just like the Zombie Light Garden!” Zoey exclaimed excitedly as she ran back to them, still staring wide eyed at the sight.
“You’re right Zoey, it’s just like the Zombie Light Garden.” Addison agreed, looking up at Zed. He look back at her with love shining in his eyes. Addison bent down to Zoey’s level.
“Why don’t you go try to catch one. Just be careful not to squish it.” Addison suggested. Zoey squealed with glee and took off into the field while Addison turned back to her zombie boyfriend.
“Now, where were we? Oh right.” She joked, reaching up on her tip toes to reconnect their lips. Zed grinned and wrapped her in his arms. The fireflies dancing around them as they shared a romantic moment.
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Zed was busily washing the dishes and humming BAMM to himself, his mind preoccupied as his hands scrubbed a dirty dinner plate. He rinsed off the suds and grabbed a drying towel, wiping it down then putting it away. He repeated the action over and over, washing plates, silverware, and glasses.
Then suddenly, “Having fun in here?” Zed jumped and gasped at the unexpected voice of his fiancé in the doorway, dropping the glass he’d just cleaned to shatter against the tile floor.
“Good Z, Addison! Why do you always sneak up on me?!” He exclaimed. Addison giggled and grabbed the broom and dust pan.
“Oh, did I scare you, big boy?” She teased with a pouty lip. Zed narrowed his eyes at her and snatched the broom out of her hand.
“I’m getting you back for that.” He threatened. Addison couldn’t hold back her laugh.
“You’ve never been successful in the past, but whatever you say!” She teased further. Zed grumbled grouchily to himself as he swept up the shards while Addison held the pan for him.
Once they had the mess cleaned up. Zed tried giving Addison the silent treatment and avoiding looking at her like a pouting child. She giggled and hopped up on the counter to sit beside the sink.
“Are you mad at me?” She asked. Zed didn’t respond, just kept his eyes on his hands as they continued to wash. She grabbed one of his hands and he finally looked up at her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” She apologized sincerely. He searched her eyes for a moment then sighed, quickly drying his hands and stepping between her knees. He wrapped his arms around her and rested his head on her shoulder.
“I know.” He mumbled into her shirt. Addison hugged him tight as a small smile spread over her lips.
Prompt #123
She sighed.
“He’s so much more useful dead than alive.”