ZackRay Prompts & Drabbles

Send me an ask/request and I will write a short fic or drabble on it. All requests must be Zackray related. Platonic asks are allowed but must be specified. SFW/NSFW tags will only be used on romantic posts and will not be applied to asks tagged as platonic. NSFW requests are allowed under the full assumption that Ray has been aged up to 18+ due to AU or timeskip.

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Love your blog, bless you so much for it <3 <3 Could you write a fic where Zack experiences getting neck kisses for the first time?

This admittedly isn’t what I said I was working on eons ago, but I’ve had a rough few days and sat down to write something self-indulgent. I apologise for the inconvenience.

Thank you for the compliments, and I hope this satisfies you, anon!

He’s been getting more and more lax about wearing hisbandages around her.

At least when they’re at their place. When no one else’saround –

He doesn’t mind it as much if Ray is the one looking at him.

They’ve also found it’s a bit more comfortable to lazearound on the couch together. Ray says it’s warmer because she can feel hisbody heat better through their clothes. Zack wants to say it’s bullshit, but heknows better than to lie when he feels the same way.

He’s supposed to be listening to her read, or maybe actuallylooking at the words she’s reading (it’s some silly kid’s book), but hisattention flew out the window the moment some random bird started talking or something – he’s quitepossibly never heard something more ridiculous in his life. Unfortunately, hislack of listening comes with some disadvantages…

Such as Ray shifting around in his lap to fix him with themost utterly deadpan expression as she snaps the book shut and drops it ontothe couch beside them.

They sit this way because it’s easier for him to see thepages, not because they want to be closeor anything like that.

“You weren’t listening, were you.” It’s not a question.

“‘Course not, it sounded fuckin’ stupid. Don’t ya got anymore interesting books? Like about cutting people up or somethin’?”

For a moment, Ray is silent, though eventually a sigh doesleave her lips. “Those types of books aren’t for kids.”

“Do I look like a damn kid to you?”

“No, but kid books are simple to read and have biggerletters…”

It’s something Zack’s heard over and over again, and thegirl is quick to notice when her speech is being tuned out. With a sigh, shetopples forward, tucking her face beneath his chin. He can feel her soft, warmbreaths against his neck.

They’ve done this before, too – they’ve fallen asleep likethis before.

He can feel his eyes rolling shut at the simple thought –

Until he feels a slight pressure against his neck. It almostmakes him jerk a hand up to pull her away from him.

“W-what are ya doin’?!”

“I don’t – I don’t know.” There’s something strangelyuncertain in the blonde’s voice, though she doesn’t move to bring her face up,nor to look at him. “I just – felt like it.”

“Well, it feels weird!”

“Does it feel bad?”

That question –gets him thinking. Does it feel bad?It’s – that thing felt sort of electric, almost ticklish. But was it a bad feeling?

“…No.”

“Then…”

No sooner than she’s trailed off that single word, Ray is doingthat touch thing again – what the fuck is it? A neck kiss? Why would she dothat? And doesn’t the feeling of his burnt skin bother her?

But he can’t seem to think – about what she’s doing. Hiseyes are closing, but not because he’s drowsy anymore; somehow, he feels likeshutting his eyes will let him feel more of that sensation expanding out fromevery single spot her lips touch, that tiny smacking sound her mouth makes reverberatingthrough his ears like the hammering of a nail.

It’s somehow – intoxicating. It takes his breath away, likehis lungs aren’t enough for the air he needs. Zack doesn’t really realise it,but his arms move to settle his hands at her waist, a light pressure againsther. It seems to embolden the blonde, the kisses coming faster against hisscarred skin – her mouth opens, and he feels her hot breath against him and hehas to hold his own, but he’s not very good at it and he can feel his bodymaking some sort of weird shiver-shudder anyway –

And then he feels something hot and wet trailing up hisneck.

“Mmf – !”

“Uwah!”

Mismatched eyes burst open as his hands suddenly find purchaseupon the girl to shove her to the side; she makes a sound of surprise at the suddennessof the action. It’s a few moments before she squirms into a sitting position,pulling her feet off of his lap. Zack isn’t looking at her, legs crossed, faceturned resolutely away as his chest heaves to catch his breath.

Ray’s own chest is rising and falling with more vigour thanusual, her face slightly flushed, as she somewhat anxiously licks at her ownlips.

“Zack…?”

“Don’t talk to me right now.”

Pressing her mouth into a thin line, Ray peers at the man sittingnext to her. Was he upset? Did he not like it? But he’d said it hadn’t feltbad, and she’d liked the way he’d felt beneath her and the way it had soundedwhen his breathing had become all funny –

Maybe she’ll ask when he’s not as flustered.

She has to do some thinking, too, mainly on why she’dsuddenly decided to taste his skin, but the only reason that comes to her isthat she’d simply felt like it.

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I’d like to apologise for the silence — I am still working on fics, I’ve just been hit by a slump of schoolwork. I should have at least two done by next weekend (one NSFW, one SFW).

Just letting you guys know I’m still here.

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Are you choosing what requests to write? I’m just curious,, sorry if that’s annoying ><

I intend on writing all the requests I have received, it’s just that some take longer than others for me to write. I currently have four partially written fics. I’m sorry for the inconvenience!

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This blog is amazing and pure, don't let anyone tell you otherwise! Keep up the good work! <3 <3

Thank you so much for the compliments, anon, I really appreciate it! Being a part of this fandom is absolutely wonderful. You’re all so much more amazing and pure, though, I could never come up with all these fabulous ideas. <3

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Could you write a nice fluff about the beautiful cliché seeing-someone-for-the-first-time-in-a-bikini where Ray is going swimming with friends but gets changed at Zack’s?

I hope this is what you wanted, anon! Consider this an AU where the building doesn’t exist, Ray’s parents are still alive, Ray is a high schooler, and it’s up to you how Ray and Zack first met.

P.S. This is the colour I was thinking of.

“Why can’t I come with you?!” the man demands angrily fromhis perch on the chair at his tiny dining table in the kitchen. He’d finishedeating lunch not too long ago and hadn’t bothered to sit anywhere else when Rayhad popped in, unannounced.

“Because I promised it’d just be us girls, it’d be weird tobring you along.” Not to mention kind ofembarrassing…

 “Then what are youdoing in my apartment?”

The girl bites her lip, just barely able to stop a nervousflush from rising to her cheeks. Why exactly did she come here? There’s – not really any reason. It’s not likeshe needed to get changed here; she could have just gotten changed at one ofher friends’ houses, or even at the pool. There’s really – there’s really noreason –

“I-I wanted your opinion…! I brought two swimsuits,and…I wanted to see which one you thought looked better…”

It’s not really a lie. She did bring two swimsuits. One is a plain one-piece with floralprint, and the other is – a two-piece one. Truthfully, she’d wanted to wear thetwo-piece, but – the idea of it is simply so nerve-wracking that…she needs alittle courage.

And the thought of Zack seeing her in that makes her themost nervous of all. If she can wear thatin Zack’s presence without melting into a puddle of embarrassment, certainlyshe can pull it off at a pool full of people.

That’s how she’s rationalising this to herself.

Zack makes an annoyed sound under his breath. “Whatever.Would ya hurry it up, then?”

Nodding, the girl hefts her gym bag up on her shoulder andretreats to his bathroom. She’s taken showers here before, so she doesn’t atall feel awkward about shedding her clothes to put on her first swimming articleand pull her hair into a ponytail. She doesn’t bother looking at herself in themirror – this is an old swimsuit, and she already knows how she looks in it –before opening the door to show him.

He doesn’t seem especially impressed by the flowery thing,though she notes with a twinge of – something that his mismatched gaze driftsover her legs a little longer than necessary.

“Well?”

“Ah? Oh, it’s fine. Show me the other one.”

It’s fine. Not good or anything else…maybe it is a bit of a childish swimsuit.

But she can’t wear it. Not when her friends knew what she’dbought. And not when she’d already told Zack she had another one to try on.

Turning her back on him – and feeling her face suddenly growhot – it takes all her willpower not to runback to the bathroom.

There, she peels off her swimsuit, and gets on what shouldbe the true reason for her nerves.

It’s a pale teal-blue two-piece swimsuit – a bikini, as her friends had giggled whilethey’d been at the shop. She’d kept it stowed away in its shopping bag beneathher bed, and washed it herself, not even daring to toss it in the laundry. Shewas certain her mother would call her a slutor some other equally unsavoury names if she were to catch her in thepossession of it.

But she’d liked it. It was cute. And, maybe just because allher friends were buying their own bikinis –

She’d bought it.

Nervously, she fidgets with the little frill on the toppiece. It’s not too big, and not too small – it seems to fit her perfectly. Shecan’t see it falling off any time soon. And the straps are secure. Overall, itfeels – fine. There’re even littlebows at her hips to make it extra cute.

But she’s still hesitant at the thought of walking out therein this. She’s – never shown this much skin to anyone. Really, this isn’t anybetter than walking up to Zack in her underwear – in fact, it’s exactly the same! The only difference isthat this is “supposed” to be for swimming. But really – it’s just a bra and apair of panties…

She’s thinking too much, her head is spinning and she shiesaway from the mirror to try to take her mind off of herself. The mirror. In thebathroom. There’s a shower.

The bathroom Zack has most likely been naked in –

No…!

“Hey, what’s takin’ ya so long?!”

Blessedly, or maybe cursedly, the man’s loud voice rings outfrom outside the room, slicing through Ray’s spiralling thoughts.

“Eh, uh, ah…! J-just a moment!”

There’s an annoyed sound and some vague mutterings she can’tmake out. Glancing at herself one more time and worriedly fussing with herhair, she takes in a deep breath.

Why is she so nervous? She doesn’t need to be nervous. She’sjust showing Zack her swimming suit.

Because she’d wantedto see how he would react.

She really is a sl –

She forces her negative thoughts to a halt, trying to shoveher mother’s voice out of her head, and takes another deep breath. With one –really final this time – glance in the mirror, she clenches her fist and opensthe door.

… … … …

Zack takes one look at her, and nearly chokes on his ownspit.

For a second he almost thinks she’s come walking out in her underwear,before remembering, yeah, that’s athing people – that’s a thing women wear at the beach. Or at the pool.

Her pale skin seems to practically glow, and he’s not sure if it’s because of the lighting, or if there’sjust – so much to look at.

He can’t think too much, or else his face is going to burnoff –

No, it already is, he’s already feeling too warm beneath hisbandages, and he has to resist the urge to tug at them distractedly.

Right, she’d – she’d asked for his opinion, right? She wantsto know – how she looks –

The almost bashful expression on her face, as well as thereddish hue to her cheeks, makes her look somehow more appealing. For what? He sureas hell doesn’t know, but he can’t rip his gaze off of her. And is it just him,or do her eyes seem a lot brighter and a lot more vibrant?

Jerking himself to the side, he resolutely stares at thetable to try to quell his racing thoughts.

How – how the hell is he supposed to answer her? What is hesupposed to say?

What does he think abouther right now?

He – he doesn’t know. He can’t – he’s never –

But Isaac Foster isn’t a liar. And she’d asked for hisopinion, anyway.

What does he think?

“It’s good. It – ya look – good.”

… … … …

Oh.

She looks good.

“Really…?” Distantly, she wonders if the reason he isn’tlooking at her is because he’s as nervous of doing that as she is of standingin front of him like this.

But right now, her heart is absolutely soaring through the clouds.

“Y…yeah. Better than the first one.”

Beaming at the man despite the fact that he can’t see it,Ray clasps her hands together in front of her chest.

“Okay. – Thank you, Zack.”

All he does in reply is make a noncommittal grunt, and shefigures that’s the last she’ll hear from him. With a slight nod to herself, sheturns to return to the bathroom and get her clothes on.

She’s nearly there when –

“Wait!”

“Ah, yes?!” Her voice comes out far louder than she’dintended. She jerks to a halt, arms crossing unconsciously over her chest asshe tilts her head to look toward Zack. He still isn’t looking at her.

“Ya should change into the other one!”

“…Why? Didn’t you sa … “

“Yeah, but – y-yer gonna get cold!”

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I love this blog so goddamn much.

Oh, you’re going to make me cry! ;_; I’m so happy you’re enjoying this blog despite it not having much content yet, I hope it will continue to bring you entertainment!

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Hi! This isn’t a request, but more of an ask for the Admin of this blog. Do you write for AUs? Like say someone requested Zack and Ray’s first meeting in a (insert specified AU), would that be acceptable?

Hello, anon! Yes, that’s acceptable. :)

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Zack asks ray what a mother is supposed to be like?

I hope this is what you were looking for, anon!

“Hey, Ray?”

“Yes, Zack?”

“What’s a mom supposed t’ be like?”

The question catches the girl off guard, and she places thebook she has been reading down on the couch to direct her attention to Zack.The man is sitting next to her, mismatched gaze fixed directly on her afterhaving posed his query.

“A mom,” Ray repeats, slightly mystified. She has no ideawhere the question may have come up from – or why – but – at least it’ssomething she’s able to answer. Her small hands clasp together as her eyes close,and she gathers her thoughts before beginning to reply.

“Well, from the books I’ve read and the television I’ve seen– I think a mom is supposed to be kind and nurturing.”

“Nurturing?”

“What I mean by that is – they’re supposed to teach youthings and explain things. Like…how to read and write, for example. Or how totake care of yourself. They’re supposed to be supportive and warm. They helpyou when you need help.”

“Huuuuh…” The sound the man makes is low, almostcontemplative. Perhaps he’s considering her words. A long silence passes overthe two of them, before he speaks. “Guess we both got fucked over in thatdepartment, eh?”

“…Yeah.”

“Yer kinda like amom, though.”

The unexpected comment causes a scarlet blush to rise to thegirl’s cheeks, and her eyes open as she turns to gape at him. “Wha – what are –!” For once, she’s so flustered she cannot even think of what to say.

Zack laughs quietly before he responds, clearly amused by herreaction – though the sound is nothing like his demonic hyahahs. “Well, yer tryin’ t’ teach me how to read’n’write and allthat boring shit,” he lists out, one bandaged finger rising into the air. “Yaalways know how to explain what I don’t understand. And ya do all this stuffthat I don’t get – like ‘laundry’.” Two fingers join the first. “Plus – ya weredefinitely helpful at that damn building. Not to mention now.” The rest of hisfingers unfurl, as if her usefulness in and of itself is capable of filling outthe rest of the criteria. “I dunno, sounds t’ me like ya definitely woulda madea better mom than either of ours.”

He’s – definitely thought more about this than Ray wouldhave assumed, and she hasn’t the slightest idea how to respond to his statementsor even refute him. There’s a ridiculous, completely selfish part of herselfthat wonders if the man is implyingsomething –

But that can’t be it.

That’s not really his style.

If he thinks something, he just says it outright – he’sblunt and honest like that.

Which also means that – he thinks – Zack honestly thinks –

She could be —

Ray turns her face away and presses her hands to her face to hide the heat blemishing her pale skin, cursing her thundering heart as she tries tofigure out why exactly this flusters her so awfully much.

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Hello! Could I request something fluffy? Like Zack and Ray sleeping in the same bed and holding each other for the first time, and Zack wakes up before Rachel?

Ask and you shall receive! I hope this was satisfactory, anon!

They’d thought the motel being dingy and cold would be theleast of their problems –

But it’s really actually the fact that there’s only one bed.And a bathroom. And a little television set that doesn’t work properly. And nothing else. There’s not even a damncouch or anything like that!

So where the hell are they supposed to sleep?

I’ll sleep in thebathtub, had been the girl’s almost predictable whisper.

Fuck no, Zack hadsnapped, there’s only one blanket, one ofus is gonna be cold.

So, naturally, they’d wound up sleeping on the bed.Together. Under a thin, shitty excuse for a blanket.

Zack doesn’t mind it – he’s used to sleeping like this,always has, and sometimes he didn’t even havea blanket to cover himself. But Ray clearly isn’t accustomed to this, or maybeit’s just because she’s damn tiny, or maybe it’s because of the stupid dressshe’s wearing from the hospital.

Two minutes in and he’s sick of her shivering like a leafunderneath the blanket, and roughly pulls her toward him. For a second, sheflinches at their new position – she’s been pressed against his side as he layson his back.

“Uh, Zack?”

“What?”

“W-why are…why did you do this?”

“Yer cold, right? So shut up and sleep.”

“… …Thank you.”

The man doesn’t verbalise a response, instead grunting ashis face heats up beneath his bandages. His mismatched gaze stares steadily atthe ceiling, refusing to look down at the girl even though he can feel those clearblue eyes boring holes into his face.

He’s never heldanyone, not like this, not to hold them close so gently. He’s used to grabbingpeople and tearing the life out of them, not – not – holding. The last time he’d held anyone was – her. Over a year ago,when he’d taken her from that building. But back then, he hadn’t had the leisureto think about what he was doing or how she’d felt in his arms. It hadn’t beenthe same.

Slowly, the shivers in the small body next to him cease,replaced by an easy, deep breathing. He glances down to see her eyes areclosed.

… … … …

He wakes up to sunlight streaming across his face and abundle of sunlight curled up against him. At least, that’s what it feels like –

He’s never woken up this damn warm, so despite his groggymind, he forces his eyes open. For a devastating second, he has no idea wherehe is.

Blonde hair splays out on the bed in front of his eyes,messy from sleep. Small arms curve around his frame and smaller fingers gripthe dirty fabric of his hoodie. There’s someone pressed to his chest, a face, agirl, breathing gently. It’s Ray. She’salive and she’s with him.

It takes him several more seconds to realise he’s holdingher against him, his hand splayed across her back, their legs tangled together.Apparently, they’d been moving around throughout the night.

She’s unbelievably warm.That’s why she feels like sunlight. Doesn’t help that her hair is the samecolour. He always thinks of yellow when he thinks of the sun. She even has blueeyes, like the sky –

There’s a strand of hair hanging across her cheek, and apart of him wants to brush it off, but that would mean that Zack would have tomove his arm from around her. The other is curled beneath the pillow.

After a few moments of consideration, the man finds his eyesclosing once more, unconsciously shifting his head to touch his cheek to the crownof her head. If she’s still asleep, there’s not really any reason for him toget up now. And there’s something so comforting and safe about having her likethis, even though she’s so much smaller than him.

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