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[thequeenbennettmoved-deactivate]

How about that Bad Girl and Good Guy AU. Where Muse A is the afformentioned bad girl, who cuts class, and smokes essentially does what she wants because she can. And Muse B is the Good Guy, who follows the rules and never toes the line. But then Muse B’s mom/dad gets married and he needs a date to the wedding and “I was totally eavesdropping and heard you needed a date to a wedding. And if you help me pass Chemistry, I’ll be your date.” And woops, now I have feelings for you.

[xguiar]

i WANT THE K.

Sᴇɴᴅ ᴍᴇ 'I ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇ K' ᴀɴᴅ I'ʟʟ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴀ ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ⁰⁵ Fɪʀᴍ Kɪss | ᴏ/ᴀ

              the sounds of the walkers outside caused sweat to bead on his forehead, his fingers curling around his weapons so tight, his knuckles were turning white. it was just their luck to have been cornered like this; like lab rats in a maze. how many days had passed since he found addy? how many days since he gently guided her out of the blood-stained wreckage of what used to be her home? she was finally starting to recover over what had happened, the story she told simon always caused a chill to run through his body.             nearby was their destination, where the others of the group waited. he had managed to get in contact with them after he found addy, and everyone agreed at a meeting point. unfortunately, it appeared that simon and addy were going to have to take a detour. but could they outrun the z’s? the fastest ones? they had little to no ammunition left, and there was only so many they could take out with their melee’s. the minute they had barricaded the doors, simon’s mind started flying a thousand miles a minute.             eyes flitting around them, taking in their current surroundings. he had to kick his brain into gear if he wanted to get them out alive– or at least addy, if anything. some sort of apartment store, perhaps two-stories tall. no doubt there’d be a leverage to get on the roof some how. not much they could use in terms of staving off the rabid hoard of zombies outside. simon was quick to guide addy upstairs, searching out the windows. as he peeked out of one, there was another ladder that disappeared up to the roof.              “addy, i found roof access.” as she appeared next to him, a small wave of butterflies swarmed through his belly, heating his face. this was no time to be thinking of such things! with a bit of struggle, they had managed to push the window up, simon allowing the other to crawl through first. just as she made it on the small ledge outside, a sudden loud banging from downstairs drew his attention. no doubt the zombies had broken through the barricade finally. as simon moved to the room door, he popped his head out. shadows of the hoard below danced along the walls before the first one came into view on the stairs. addy’s voice rang out from behind him, causing him to close the door quietly as to not raise attention.                he had to get her out safely… plucking the WT from his pocket, he flicked it on, leaning in to whisper so addy couldn’t hear. he knew mack and the others would be listening on the other side. simon had to keep his voice steady as he gave them their current location, and their predicament. and he knew, without a doubt, they would be there in a heartbeat. though one too late for himself alone. soft static answered him, but simon was confident that the others had heard him. turning swiftly, the soldier made his way back to the window where addy was impatiently waiting for him.               shrugging off the backpack married to his shoulders, simon tossed it over to addy, handing her the walkie talkie along with it. there was a questioning look in her gaze but she said nothing as she took them, pushing them to the side. there was a slight hesitance on his part before he beckoned her closer. when she closed the distance, simon reached out, gingerly placing his hands on either side of her face. he leaned in and covered her lips with his own.              the kiss was gentle, but in other ways, also firm. it had been too long since he last kissed anyone, much less someone he truly cared for deep down. there would be no way out for him in this situation, and that was something he didn’t mind so much anymore. simon pulled addy closer, deepening the kiss as he poured all of his emotions and adoration into it. trying to convey his feelings for her with just that one action. even if she did not return them, it was all he could do to keep from breaking. there was fear in him, of course, but that fear he kept down, not wanting to seep it into addy.             he only wanted her to feel encouraged; flightless as he felt when he was around her. he wasn’t going to make it out, but she was. she was going to survive for the both of them. his tongue slipped across her lips, but prodded no further than that. as they shared that brief moment of a kiss, the fleeting happiness he was so desperate to hold on to, simon sought out the metal bat that addy always held with her. the only thing that could break the window with enough force. he slipped it behind his back as his free hand brushed against her cheek.            finally he broke the kiss, tongue sliding along his bottom lip at the lingering taste of the woman before him. there was a frown on her brows as she stared at him, obviously confused at what he did. simon said nothing, only brushing his fingers along her face, along her jawline, under her chin. his touch was feather light, affectionate even. “you have to survive, addy. people need you.” he smiled then, before he shoved her back, lifting his arms to slam the window shut. from outside, she wouldn’t be able to open it. and as he watched her search for her weapon, he held it up for her to see, alerting her that he had taken it.           just as she started to pound against the glass, the door behind him made a splitting sound. he watched as addy’s eyes widened in desperation and horror. he could almost see the zombies through the reflection. he wasn’t going to make it out, but she was… simon finally turned to face the monsters that awaited him, metal bat in hand. the hoard had all moved upstairs, some still straining to push into the tiny room. fear enveloped him entirely, the sadness near breaking his heart. with a slight shift, simon glanced back at addy, her mouth moving as if calling out for him. or just calling out.           even with fear on her face, she was still so beautiful. the most beautiful woman… all simon could do then was offer a meek smile in her direction.

        then he reached over and pulled the curtains closed to block her view of what was about to happen. just as the first couple of zombies threw themselves forward.                                  he wasn’t going to make it out, but addy was…

[xguiar]

ᴏᴘᴇɴ

         no doubt there was prominent frustration setting upon him, brows dipping down as frantic eyes scanned every screen in front of him. all contact with delta-xray-delta, with addy, had been severed the moment the bombs had went up into the air. it’d been days since the compound protected itself from the threat; days since he had any contact from any survivors in general. hands flew across the keyboard, lips parting to speak.                  “this is citizen z, calling for any survivors listening in. i repeat, this is citizen z calling for any survivors. if you have any way to contact me, please--”             his words died in his throat, fingers going stiff. there was no way everyone had been cleaned out, right? there had to be some people out there... simon cleared his throat, taking a deep breath before pinching the bridge of his nose.                  “this is citizen z... calling for any survivors listening in...”

[xguiar]

tiimetraveliing

      there had been noise. he was S U R E of it. &&. this time it hadn’t been all in his head. a noise, &&. on the camera, a bright flash of white. pure, B L I N D I N G. the screen had gone static for only a few brief moments before returning to normal. so now here he stood, gun in hand, &&. trusty canine companion at his side. deep down, simon was P R A Y I N G that it wasn’t another zombie. he had barely just finished off the ones from the plane days before.         a deep frown etched his lips as the young man moved oh so very S L O W L Y, keeping his gun aimed, &&. flashlight in hand. ogen seemed entirely unperturbed by this as he followed simon closely, nose in the air. he peeked around a couple of crates before spotting something; or rather, someone. dressed in a very odd looking outfit &&. a... cape? some kind of weird helmet? taking a deep breath, attempting to S T E A D Y himself, simon inched closer.                        “hold it! put your hands in the air, &&. slowly turn towards me.”              please, oh whatever gods are in the high heavens, don’t let it be a zombie!

[xguiar]

zwhacking

"O G E N!”          the husky paid little heed to the man as he chased after the canine. it had been weeks since simon last saw anyone else alive, &&. he was beginning to believe there was no longer anyone out here. however, the smoke that pillowed in the distance had caught not only his attention, but that of his canine companion. &&. that lead the two of them to hunt it down. (maybe there were survivors!) yet as they came closer, it was evident that something was amiss.         that was when the husky had bounded ahead of simon, perhaps to scout out the area to make sure it was safe. who knew. blood streaked along the ground &&. the cliffs as the duo made their way past the gates of the compound that once housed the sisters of mercy. blood was in even higher quantity, splattered all over. simon gripped his gun closer, lifting it as he moved further along. what the hell happened here...          if anyone was still alive, he had to help them... but could he really risk raising his voice in hopes of finding a survivor? a peculiar noise caught his attention, the man instantly swinging his body around, his gun aimed steady. ogen stood next to him, a low growl emitting. forgoing the route of safeness, simon cleared his throat, before calling out.                                      “h-hello? is anyone still alive?”

[xguiar]

          bash ‘em                                               slash ‘em                                                                                   bust 'em                                                                                                                       && burn 'em

[xguiar]

"hang loose, operators! coz your favourite disc jockey is here! the alive, free, citizen z!! now i just wanna say truly that all you kids out there survivin' are the greatest! and before i groove the love songs, the only thing i wanna say in all sincerity is, enjoy yourselves, have a ball! coz like i always say at northern light where the survivors hang out: if you're havin' fun, you're number one!" simon flicked through all the music he had prepared for this day, this day of love in a world so full of hate. nothing like a good track of oldies but goodies! and like hell if he wasn't going to have some fun himself, despite being alone. "it don't matter if you're single or taken, it's what you do when those z's are hatin! so okay, cats! throw your woes out with all your no's, and awaaaaaay we go!" as if on cue, Summer Lovin' started broadcasting, and simon leaned back in his chair, folding his arms behind his head with a coy smile.

[lostherchill]

       these conversations might be the silly thoughts of a survivor        losing her goddamn mind,       but simon entertains them. it         reminds her of mack and makes her h u r t in ways she did        not think possible. even if simon was distracting her, it was        still in the forefront of her mind.         he always would be, at        least    that’s what she thought.        ”zombie dolphins?”      she snorted, the idea breaking dark        thoughts that simmered in her mind,          ”what about like,        zombie mountain lions?            zombie sharks, rats are too        smart to get infected.”

[xguiar]

  there was a small laugh on his part when she responded, talking about zombie lions and zombie sharks. again, he could see the zoo animals definitely becoming zombies. but the animals way out in the wilderness? probably not. hell, he wouldn't be surprised if there were still indigenous tribes out there who were perfectly human still. simon offered a small shrug, even though addy wouldn't be able to see it. "you know, i was just trying to list some potential animals that weren't around you so you wouldn't freak out. i can't just hop in my jet plane and come save you, you know." it was meant to be a joke, and he said it such, even added a little chuckle. would she think it's funny? or maybe offensive? they both knew she was strong... "or.. aha... you know... attempt to save you. probably you'd end up saving me. my knight in z-guts armor."

[lostherchill]

         addy knew sleep was rare,  rare enough that she hardly got any.          glancing to the camera that she’d jury-rigged to work she waved          slightly. wondering what he looked like. wondered if he was any          thing like she imagined; she didn’t know what to imagine.          ”do you think gorillas turned?”

[xguiar]

the question didn't seem far fetched, but it certainly caught him off guard. he took a moment to wonder about it himself; hell, if he encountered that zombie dog, he was certain there would be zombie gorillas as well. "tough to say. probably the zoo gorillas if anything. y'know, all them zoo animals. imagine a zombie dolphin."

[lostherchill]

       she had no idea about time differences and zones,       never        paid much attention to them before.                 now she had a        reason to,    and she felt guilty about waking him up. the last        thing he needed was to be bugged about stupid questions.        ”       crap, i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to wake you up. it’s nothing,        was just a dumb question about something that isn’t a thing.”

[xguiar]

too late, he was already wide awake now. simon rubbed his face quickly before putting the headset on, stretching and letting out a small yawn. hell, even if he had been sleeping, he still would have woken up for addy. "no no, you didn't wake me up. damn dog won't quit snorin'. so what's this you asked about gorillas?"

[lostherchill]

    “         hey simon,” it was two in the morning, he wasn’t going to     pick up.     he was asleep, like a normal person. addy however     could not bring herself to sleep    no matter how badly she had     desired to, “do you think there are z-gorillas?”

[xguiar]

was he asleep? of course! well, sort of. more like he was trying to sleep above the loud snoring of the husky. and he was getting a slight pinch in his neck from the position in his chair. when addy's voice rang out from his headphones, he snapped to attention, grabbing them quicker than pikachu could use thunderbolt. "hnn addy? wuzzat 'bout gorillas?"

[xguiar]

'slurred words'

"this mack kid. this guy, you listenin’ to me? hey! okay so… you see… this mack, macky whacky. dang like i don’t even know what to say ‘bout him man. here wait i need another shot or somgfe…" simon was quick in downing another small bottle of alcohol, and at this point, he couldn’t read which one it was. they were all the same anyway, rotting his brain away as he babbled about the people he couldn’t hang out with. god damn, it hurt so much! "okay so macky whacky is a ggggrreat guy. ‘m not kiddin’! yeah maybe i’m a lil’ jealous he gets’ta touch addy ‘n all that hobo junk… but i know he cares for her…" there was a sudden beeping on the screen, which startled simon, he practically fell out of his chair. clawing at the desk, the young man brought himself back up, blinking groggily.

"listen man, you don’t gotta believe me or nuffin’, but i’mma just lay it solid. like a jackhammer tuh a z’s head. get it? that was funny… anyway macky whacky man… damn he’s also pretty solid lookin’. i mean, hey, to each their own right? but like, have you seen him? i betcha thousand buckaroo’s he was some kinda jock. them arms though, like they’re probably bigger than my own head!” simon slumped in his chair, no longer knowing what the bloody hell he was even babbling about anymore. his hands lifted, moving to his head and then moving out, as if imitating some kind of mind explosion. “gotta admit though, at this point, ah dunno who ‘m more jealous of. macky whacky, or fair lady addy. damn i wouldn’t mind spendin’ one night with’a botha ‘em, get me? yeah yeah… now shove off ‘m tired.”

[xguiar]

slurred words”

"diez mil. dix mille. tiotusen. zehntausend. number-o ten thousand-o." jesus simon, i think they get the hint of who you’re talkin’ about now…. "that kid, let me… let me tell you okay? that kid because wo-how-how. that kid man. best damn sharp shooter i’ve seen, and i’m from the military. like, jeez was he a professional before the apocalypse? dang son, i bet he can shoot me right here in my chair from where he is… which you know, is like a million miles away. but hey! thaaaat’s just how g-good he is with that gun!"

“i gotta admit, i’ve seen him in action…. no i wasn’t spyin’ on addy okay? i was genuinely concerned for the group, ‘n i just happened to have spotted him on the live feed. the way—- the way he handles that rifle! damn! shoot me an apple from a z’s head and colour me impressed! well, you know what they say about guys who are good with their hands! …. i hope you know, because i sure as hell don’t, and i wasn’t ‘bout to tell you anyway.”

[xguiar]

slurred words ( doc )

"doc… ah… yes…" very fond memories of the old man, despite the fact that simon had barely been with the group for a short time. even so, doc had become a very important person to him, and simon reflected back on that one starry night, when he and the old man had sat by the fire while everyone else was asleep. "he… he is such a caring man… i envy what family he had before the apocalypse… i envy his group even now, having spent so long traveling with him. having crazy adventures in this fucked up world…" yes, he was indeed jealous that he hadn’t gotten to be part of any of it, up until now. but all he could do was enjoy it from this moment on. "he thinks i didn’t see… when i showed him the picture of my mum and step-pa… he thinks i didn’t see his reaction to seein’ my mum’s face. but i did, and he recognized her… he knew her…”

and call simon crazy, but he was about ninety-nine percent certain doc was his father. the man who never called him, or wrote him, or sent any birthday cards. the man simon had so often dreamed about when he was a child, never clearly seeing his face. but even with the picture he had on him, there was resemblance between the young, healthy man in the photo, and the raggedy, worn down man who was now beside him in life. “he may be late… but it’s better than not having ever met him at all… it’s better than having to sit here… believing my real pa is either out there survivin’ with his family, or dead.” the young man rubbed the side of his cheek in a slow manner, twirling the small bottle of alcohol between his fingers. there wasn’t much he could say about doc, not right now. but he knew he wanted to get to know him, to make up for the lost time. “he’s my real pa… i know it… i can feel it, in my heart… the way he looked at me when i told my story… the way he still looks at me every so often… like a real father proud of his son…” a genuine, gentle smile crossed his lips, and he took another swig of the fire water. “i’m proud of him too…”

[xguiar]

SLURRED. MOTHAFUCKIN. WORDS.

“addy addy addy. miss addy. wonderful addy. fair lady addy. let me tell you a th-thing… about miss wwwonderful addy. sh-she… you see… she is such an… god she is such an angel. the angel from heaven up above, coming to save everyone with her b-badassness… yes, that is a word… if you looked it up in the dictionary a-addy would be right there. see, miss fair lady is so wonderful, ssssso beautiful… and courageous… and smart… a-and she laughs at my jokes…” simon brushed a hand over his face, blinking before squinting his eyes a little. the alcohol had definitely gotten to his head, as he had drunk plenty more than last time. but as he said, the only thing worse than drinking alone, was not drinking at all."addy…" her name came out in a soft, almost pained little sigh. he could say her name over and over a million times, and never tire of it. "addy… wonderful addy… strong addy… beautiful addy… i wish i could touch her… hold her… you know? j-just… just brush her hair a-and tell her th-that everything is going to be fine… i hate that i am stuck here, not being able to be next to her, to help her. to protect her… i can only watch, like with my parents… and i pray to god every day, every night… that addy remains safe… that he won’t take her away from me like he had everyone else…"eyes squinted some more, and then a small lump formed in his throat as a choked sob bubbled from his lips. his head tilted back slightly as his eyes closed against the light beaming down on his face. his features scrunched up in a very ugly way, as if trying to convey his feelings properly without having to say the words. there was immense pain radiating through his chest, and across his shoulders, down his arms. tingling, stinging, burning.another sob, and simon brought his hands to his face, attempting to shield himself from the world, or perhaps shield the world from him. of what he was, of what he might become, if addy were to be taken from his grasp. she was so far away, and yet so close, he itched to reach out to her. the anguish was becoming near unbearable. and for a few moments, he remained like that, sobbing loudly, uncontrollably; crying out for her safety, for his sanity.

”sh-sh-she is th-the light in mmmmy life… i c-cannot bear it w-without her anymore… i d-don’t know what she thinks of me… if i’m j-just some g-guy holed up far away… a v-voice without a face… oh god addy… please.…” there was a bang on the desk as his fists nearly collided with the keyboards, the mere sound startling the husky that lay behind him. there was nothing logical about his thought process now, the alcohol having taken over the rest of his sanity; rendering him a blubbering, broken, desperate fool. a fool with an aching heart that nearly tears him apart every day. "please don’t leave… don’t leave us… your f-friends need you… th-the world needs you…" i need you…

[xguiar]

Send “slurred words” to hear my muse describe yours whilst ridiculously drunk.

[lostherchill]

   the world was lonely now,    perhaps it had always been     that way.   it could be reality, that she was just so far in her own     world that she’d not acknowledged how distant people were.     while addison didn’t exactly know much about citizen z,  he did     make her feel less lonely.       as strange as it sounded, it was      just a radio, but…  to be interacting with someone at least a bit     sane?     it’s nicer than she’d ever dare to let on. she had to be     reserved with her emotions, her attachments;  now more than     ever. people didn’t say.     as he spoke,  as he tried to lighten the mood        she actually      laughed.          the idea of z-elves was amusing. flying zombie      reindeer though?   not so much. as she began to walk, she’d     kept low,           avoiding the undead with ease. at least until a      straggler spotted her.  a quick dispatch with the whacker and     she was on her way.     the good news made her actually smile wide, something he’d     be able to see from the cameras, “i think that’s the best news     i’ve heard all day z    what’s your actual name though? i mean,     it feels odd calling you           the same name i do one of those    shufflers.”

[xguiar]

             she laughed... she actually laughed!! at something he had said! and there was nothing more sweeter as nectar than that angelic tone she graced his ears with. and as his senses were overloaded, a dorky grin split his lips, a fist-pump being made. so happy, he almost got lost in the moment, her next words nearly flying over the top of his head. his gaze flitted back to the screen, the image of addy moving down the road filled his vision. was that a smile??             her question brought his small self-victory to a screeching halt. normally he wasn't too adverse in giving away his name. then again, any time he did before, was to identify his position and rank when speaking with other military officers. all those moments he had been speaking with himself online with her account... of course she wouldn't know his real name... no one knew his name in this new world. everyone that did... well... they were long gone... he was citizen z now.          hammond... his parents... his girlfriend... ex now, it seemed. simon hesitated as he considered what to tell her. where was the harm in her knowing his name? she was smart, funny, courageous, spunky, strong! beautiful! if anyone should know his real name, it was her... right? yet, simon was from the old world, pre-z. the simon from before was barely around anymore. he was citizen z, the vocal beacon for the nation. the invisible helping hand to those in need.

            a hand moved about his face; shit, he had to say something before the silence stretched too long... if giving her his name brought her some amount of comfort in knowing she wasn't alone, then by gods, he would give it to her! he cleared his throat, "simon, ma'am. my name is simon cruller. private first class, at your service. whenever you're in need, i'll be here to assist you."