#Vicnova

[iwasbored777]

They REALLY wanted to kiss here but I think that the hug is perfect

[davinaclaires]

Zed & Addison + Victor & Nova Do they remind you of anyone we know? Two kids thrown together. Their people are enemies. Yeah. Yeah, it reminds me of two someones we know. ZOMBIES 4: DAWN OF THE VAMPIRES (2025)

[vashti-refused]

I doubt this was foreshadowing, but I appreciate the symmetry nonetheless.

[aquaaquila]

Now that we have Nova and Victor as our new leads and recognised as the "Day and Night" duo I propose that Zed and Addison should be recognised as the "Earth and Sky" duo.

[keepswingin]

Nova waits on the cusp of the beach with a stomach full of butterflies. They flutter hopelessly around, twisting her insides in a way she's grown familiar with whenever she dares to think about him, but this time feels different than the rest.

Her lips pull thinking back to the way he had asked her, fumbling hands and eyes that had no trouble meeting her own, even if he had nearly tripped over his own two feet in the process. She hadn't hesitated with her response, or the laughter that followed.

Which brings her to now, standing on the side of a beach they have claimed as their own, waiting for one fashionably late vampire. She's not sure what her mother would think if Nova had ever said such a thing aloud, but she hopes she would be proud at the very least, as she looks down and smooths down her top for the tenth time.

She's not wearing anything too special, lest her father find out that she wasn't just meeting up with some friends, but it sparkles enough under the slowly fading rays of the sun to make her eyes shine bright. She hopes her hair isn't too much when it's down like this, curling at her shoulders, and for a second, she worries that maybe she's too casual -

"Nova! Hey!"

-but everything she's worrying about fades away once she hears him call her name, those butterflies nearly taking her breath away. She turns to meet him just as he comes to a stop beside her, chest heaving a bit from the short jog he's made, and seems to freeze for a moment once he sees her, his eyes flickering, before they land on her face.

When he doesn't say anything, Nova begins to panic slightly. Maybe she did go over the top and should've asked one of the other elders for advice, or even someone else in the group that she had a grown a bit closer too. But she had always been the odd one out, and she was never good at asking for help.

She's fidgeting before she even realizes she is, but Victor is quick to reach out and catch her hand in his own, slipping their fingers together. "Sorry, you - you just look uh, you're - you look nice!" he sputters, and she could swear she sees his cheeks glow under the sunlight. "You look really nice."

She pretends that she can't feel her own blush. "Thanks," she whispers, attempting to duck her head, only to catch sight of what he's wearing. It makes her feel better to know that she wasn't the only one digging through her closet, the dress shirt he's wearing bunching up by the collar and moth eaten at the bottom corners. Her eyes linger on the black tie slung around his neck, tied crookedly. Victor catches her stare and lets go of her hand to reach up and pull at the tie with a dejected sort of look.

"I don't want to say how long it took me to get it to this point," he half jokes, something sad hiding underneath his tone.

Nova reaches over and brushes his hands out of the way. She doesn't have to undo it completely to get where she needs it to go, thanking the sun above that this was one summer lesson she didn't skip as she makes quick work of the suit tie, fixing it so that it no longer looks rushed or out of place.

She meets Victor's gaze as her hands rest on either of his shoulders for a long moment before falling back to her sides.

"Now you're out of my league," she says, the corners of her lips slipping into a soft smile. Victor laughs and shakes his head. He doesn't bother to put distance between them, and some small part of Nova hopes that it's because he doesn't want to.

"Never," he promises, teasing. "There isn't a league without you." His eyes flicker across her face again, and she swears they catch on her lips before he's reaching for her hand again, fingers grazing across the skin of her wrist. "I was thinking we could go get some froyo?"

"I would love that," she says, feeling too excited for her own good as she allows Victor to take her hand and lead her through the winding caves that lead to Shadyside.

It's surprising, almost, how similar the carved pathways are to that of her own cave. The same jagged dead ends, hasty carvings in a language she wants to learn someday, and enough darkness to swallow them whole. Unlike her own cave, there are no torches waiting to be lit by flame, and she finds herself pressed close to Victor as he guides them through the darkest part.

She's not scared of the darkness, but she is scared of the unknown and finds herself jumping when she hears something fly right past her head.

"It's okay," he tells her, fingers slipping around her wrist to pull her along. "It's just a bat."

Nova shivers but allows him to pull her forward, thankful when they turn and she sees moonlight shining through what must be the exit. "Do bats bite?" she finds herself asking and Victor seems to think about it for a moment before shrugging.

"Vargas was bitten once, but that was because he thought it would be smart to disrupt an entire cave of them." Nova makes a sound of alarm before she can stop it, and Victor chuckles and wraps an arm around her in return. "You don't have to worry with me though. I'll keep you bite-free."

He keeps her close until they reach the exit bathed in moonlight, and Victor only lets her go once he's sure she's okay as she finds herself staring at the entrance to a town she never thought she would ever get to see.

Victor steps forward to the side of her, grinning at her awe. "Welcome to Shadyside!" he says, waving his arm in a grand gesture as he does so. "I know it's not much, but it's home."

"Victor," Nova whispers, eyes flickering from neon signs to cobbled streets to buildings that hold more history than she's ever seen. "It's beautiful."

She turns to him as she says it and is nearly taken aback with the way he looks at her. He looks like he's about to say something before thinking better of it and beginning to walk towards the town. "Come on," he says. "Hopefully they aren't out of the best flavors yet."

x

"You call these good flavors?" Nova can't help but ask as she peers down at different shades of red froyo, each with a name pertaining to a type of blood she knows nothing about. "What's the difference between Type A and B?"

"One tastes sweeter but they're both good I promise!" He looks excited as he says it, holding his own cup of something else red with a white spoon sticking out the top, and for as much as she trusts Victor, Nova isn't so sure she can stomach anything other than blood fruit on a good day.

She gives another quick glance to the flavors in front of her and tries not to glare at the empty spot that once held the blood fruit flavored froyo, sold out hours beforehand. She lingers on some of the lighter colors, before looking up and meeting eyes with the older vampire running the stand.

"Do you have anything that isn't um...red?"

She winces as she says it and then worries that maybe she's being rude, but the older vampire simply gives her a small smile before holding up a hand and ducking underneath the trays. When he returns to his full height he holds out a cup of white froyo with pink swirls.

"Vanilla infused with blood fruit," he tells her kindly as he hands it to her. Victor is already digging in his pockets for change, but before he can give him any the man is waving them away. "On the house. Enjoy."

"Thank you so much," Nova tells him, Victor doing the same with a smile, before taking her by the elbow and nodding towards the back of town.

"I have the perfect spot for us to eat," he promises, and Nova feels those butterflies flutter again as she nods and he brings them down one alley and then another, before flying them both up to a ledge no one else could reach. "This way," he says before taking a quick bite of his froyo and continuing on, until he flops down on the edge of a piece of stone that looks far older than the both of them.

Nova hesitates as she looks between the stone and how high up they are from the ground, her feet rooting her in place, froyo cold in her hands. Victor looks over his shoulder when she doesn't immediately sit down next to him and quickly scrambles back to his feet, leaving his own froyo forgotten on the stone behind him.

"Hey, it's safe, I promise. Are you...are you scared of heights? If you are I'm sorry, I didn't know I wasn't even - thinking, we can go somewhere else if you want, or back to the beach or - "

"It's - It's okay." Nova finally says, forcing the words through the unsteady feeling in her chest. "I've just...it's pretty high, but I trust you, Victor." She forces her eyes away from over the edge and back to his face, and it's funny almost, how fast the climbing anxiety in her chest lessens just by looking at him. "I really do. Trust you."

Victor's smile could light up all of Shadyside. He walks over to her and holds out his hand. She takes it and keeps her eyes on him as he gently coaxes her forward and toward the stone edge.

"No different than flying with me, right?" he tells her after they're both sitting, legs swinging over the edge.

The words succeed in tugging a laugh free from her chest as he finally lets go of her so that he can pick up his froyo. Nova's shoulder presses firmly against his as he digs in, and she follows, grabbing her own spoon and taking a tentative bite.

"Victor," she says, around another mouthful of froyo. "This is amazing. The best thing I've ever eaten."

Victor smirks, sneaking a glance over at her. "Better than blood fruit?"

"Almost," she admits, and they both laugh at that, before settling into a comfortable silence of froyo and each other's company. Shadyside looks eternal from where they're sitting, buzzing lights and soft color. So many people out and about, like the night will never end.

Nova glances over at Victor. Windswept hair, a perfectly knotted tie, lips set in a gentle sort of smile that she thinks could drive her crazy one day, and froyo stuck to the side of his mouth.

She'd roll her eyes if it was anyone else. But it's far from anyone else.

Nova turns her body towards him, leaving her empty cup on the stone beside her before reaching out to him. He freezes when her thumb presses against the corner of his lip, carefully wiping the dessert away.

"You left behind some froyo," she whispers.

"Oh," Victor mumbles. "Thanks."

Her thumb lingers there, against his skin. When she goes to remove it, Victor reaches up and catches her hand, guiding it over so that she cups his cheek instead. They're close. Nova stares into his eyes like they tell every story she's never heard, and Victor doesn't once look away.

She doesn't know how long they stay like that, circling each other's gravity, and she doesn't know who moves first. All she knows is that the small distance between them is suddenly gone, and she is kissing Victor and he is kissing her back, and all at once, everything finally feels right.

[qveenpoppy]

z4 review: i have 2 new children now

[tevkra]

I FINISHED WATCHING ZOMBIES 4 AND I NEED FANARTS AND FANFICS OF VICTOR AND NOVA!!!

[davinaclaires]

♪ I know what you’ve been through

Yeah, it’s heavy

I would look out for you if you let me

‘Cause I’m tired of complying

Tired of complying

You make me feel like flying ♪

ZOMBIES 4: DAWN OF THE VAMPIRES (2025)

[davinaclaires]

Zed and Addison in ZOMBIES (2018) Victor and Nova in ZOMBIES 4: DAWN OF THE VAMPIRES (2025)

[davinaclaires]

You're kinda like a dream come true Malachi Barton and Freya Skye as Victor and Nova in ZOMBIES 4: DAWN OF THE VAMPIRES (2025)

[davinaclaires]

Victor flying on his own vs. flying with Nova ZOMBIES 4: DAWN OF THE VAMPIRES

[iwasbored777]

Victor and Nova are so freaking adorable that I was mad when the movie was over cuz I won't see more of them until they make a sequel 😭

[keepswingin]

v.

Nova pulls him closer, and Victor puts space between them.

If she notices, she doesn't say, and this is how they stay after the blood fruit blooms. Victor used to reach for her first, a hand around hers, and now it's Nova who reaches for him, even when he tries to pull away. 

The day starts as any other. Victor rolls off Vargas' couch and disappears through the door before his family wakes, taking off from Shadyside like a plague he doesn't want to catch. He meets Nova sometime after the sun has risen. She smiles at him like he's the very sun and Victor tries not to wince and remind her that he's far from it, and the day continues on.

Today is different in the way Victor's stomach growls when Nova turns to reach for him as they wander through the forests closer to Sunnyside, and her eyebrows knit together. "Didn't you eat breakfast?" she asks him, sounding worried as her fingers slip around his wrist. 

"Of course," he lies, and hates the way it falls bitter on his tongue. "Didn't eat enough, I guess."

Nova turns away from him and Victor exhales and wills his stomach to stay silent. Truth to be told, Victor hasn't eaten anything substantial in a while, let alone enough blood fruit to keep him going. Fear keeps him from attempting to eat anything he would need his fangs for and the growing pit in his stomach keeps the shame fresh in his mind. The only one who knows how little he's eaten is himself, however, and by the time he brings himself back to the present, Nova is standing before him with a fresh blood fruit in hand. 

"Eat with me," she tells him simply, the corners of her eyes crinkling as she smiles, pressing the fruit into his palm. Victor feels sick as she stares down at it, but his stomach betrays him at the sight of it, nearly making his mouth water. He's so hungry, so worn down. So far from a vampire that it seems even Nova has forgotten, watching him with encouraging eyes and a gentle smile -

"I - I can't," he stutters quietly, struggling to form words. "I - " 

Nova's hand closes over his own. "It's okay Victor," she says. "I know." Gently, she takes his hand and guides it to the top of the fruit, catching the top of it with her own nail as she pulls the first layer back and then the second. She keeps going, showing Victor how to do the same, until they reach the middle. 

"And now we feast," she jokes with a smile, before passing the pit over for Victor to take. He takes it without thinking to offer it back first, but he's so hungry he doesn't think he can wait any longer and takes a small bite, hands nearly shaking. Nova watches him as he does, smile unwavering, though he misses the sadness hiding behind it. 

Halfway gone, he tries to hand what remains back over to Nova, but she shakes her head. "Finish that one and I'll find us another," she assures him, thumb sliding against the side of his palm. "We don't have to worry about running out anymore." 

Victor hesitates, eyes flickering between the fruit and her face. "Nova," he starts, and she can hear the abrupt dip in his tone. "I'm sorry that I'm not...that I'm..." He reaches up with his free hand and wipes it roughly against his eyes. "I'm sorry that I've been pushing you away. I'm sorry that I'm like this. I'm sorry that I messed up." 

Nova doesn't miss a beat. "Stop saying sorry for things you don't have to be sorry for." She moves closer and reaches up to run her fingers through his hair. "I chose you. I will always choose you, Victor, again and again, no matter what." Closer still, her breath ghosting across his lips. "Let me help you now because I couldn't help you then." 

The blood fruit tumbles from between his fingers, landing on the ground with a soft thump. He's closing the distance between them before his mind can catch up, kissing her like it will never happen again. She is warmth where he is hollow, sweet where he is sour, and she smiles into the kiss and tugs at his hair and he never wants it to stop, arms wrapping around her and holding tightly. 

But it ends, as all good things do.

It ends and they both chuckle, breathless. It ends and Victor pulls her close and allows his chest to shudder. Nova sees all of him. She sees all of him and doesn't hate him, or despise him, or look at him as something lesser and that reminds him of all he is still meant to be.

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[iwasbored777]

Watched Disney's Zombies 4 today and Victor and Nova were my favourite part. Say what you want about the movie but these two were the cutest 😍

(pls don't repost gifs without credit)

[keepswingin]

iv.

Camp Rayburn holds life while lifeless, Victor thinks as he walks past dying bonfire embers and scuffed patches of dirt.

It's not surprising that it's cleared out already with the return of the blood fruit in full, but he's still careful when he pokes his head into either cabin, curiosity getting the better of him.

The daywalker cabin is like a bucket full of sunshine and he can't help but smile softly the longer he looks, taking in symbols he can't wait to learn and running his fingers along what he thinks clouds would feel like, if he could ever soar high enough to touch them.

He lingers in the cabin for a while, forcing air through lungs that struggle to take any in. He feels so unsteady now, in everything he does whenever he's alone, no one else for him to look to make sure he's making the right decision.

He wasn't like this before. He wasn't like a lot of things before, uncertain in his own skin, hollowed out from within.

He hasn't seen the Eldress alone since. He thinks Vera and Vargas have gone out of their way to make sure the two don't cross paths, outside of when she tried to keep Nova and him from fixing the stone meant to keep them together. She hadn't spared him a glance when Nova had hugged her father, instead turning away as Victor bit his lip to ward off a much greater pain.

It's odd, missing something he's never been without. He's too afraid to raise his tongue to the empty spaces. He doesn't know how he will eat blood fruit from now on, the farthest thing from a vampire. She had threatened that he would starve next, and he was quickly beginning to believe her.

Victor sighs and makes his way back out of the cabin and over to the fire pit, flopping down onto the dirt. The tree stumps have been put away and he doesn't bother with finding the strength to bring any back over, instead pulling his knees up to his chin and staring into the embers as though they will explain to him all that he is missing.

He's not sure he wants to go back into Shadyside. The times he's been able to sleep have been spent on Vargas' couch, too afraid to step foot under the same roof as the Eldress. Auntie.

Auntie, as he had begged her to stop.

"I'm surprised you're still here."

The sudden voice makes him jump, heart squeezing between his ribs. Nova drops down beside him, playfully knocking her shoulder against his. Her smile could rival the sun when he turns to look at her, radiant and contagious as his own lips pull in turn.

"Missed me already?" he throws back easily, and her laughter is sweet enough to return his heart to a steady beat.

"You wish." She looks around the camp, taking in the emptiness with a small sigh. "I'm going to miss it here."

Victor follows her gaze to the window of the daywalker cabin and finds himself agreeing. He picks at his fingernails for a few moments, nervous and self-conscious in a way he can't shove back down. Nova seems to pick up on it, turning to meet him.

"You okay?" she asks softly, eyes flickering down to his hands. "You're going to ruin your moonicure." His lips pull again. She makes him feel at ease even when the rest of him feels as though it's fallen apart.

He feels ashamed, all too suddenly, scalding words pushing at his throat. Would she still look at him like he hung all the stars in the sky once she found out? Would he still be enough?

"Victor?"

His dark stone flashes, led by fear. Nova doesn't move away, and Victor wishes he could hate her for it, but he can't. Not when it's her. He closes one hand, hard enough that his nails press painfully into his palm. Nova reaches for his hand before he can get far, forcing his fingers apart and slipping her own in between.

Victor doesn't think he deserves such kindness. Not when he's barely a vampire, barely a success, barely the boy she's seen before.

"Nova," he whispers, her name stuck between his teeth. "She defanged me." His speech still isn't quite right if he doesn't focus enough, and he nearly slips up as he says it, terror latching onto him and holding tight. "I'm...I'm barely a vampire now."

Nova is silent. Victor is afraid to look at her so he keeps his sight on their intertwined hands as though that will make the truth any easier to bear. She is silent for so long that he starts to think that maybe she hates him too, until suddenly she's launching herself at him, wrapping her arms around him so tightly that it nearly hurts to breathe.

Victor hesitates, so, so uncertain. Nova clutches him like she's afraid he'll disappear into thin air, and he doesn't know if he has enough worth to hug her back. She buries her face into the side of his neck, lips pressing against his skin.

"Nova," he brings himself to whisper, blinking back what he thinks might be tears. "Aren't you - " and his voice chokes, because he can't bring himself to say out loud what is swirling around his head, and he thinks that he isn't worth words now, not when it comes to someone who shines so brightly he would be okay with fading into the shadows.

"Victor," she whispers back, as determined as the day he finally met her, "whatever she told you, it's not true, none of it." A pause as she pulls back so that she can meet his eyes, a tear running down her cheek that he nearly reaches up to catch. "You're a dream come true," she swears, and the words pull a watery laugh from him, her forehead falling against his. "Fangs or not, you're still you."

He can't help himself any longer as he reaches for her, fingers sliding down the curve of her cheek. She reaches up and rests her own hand on top of his.

"Stay with me?" he asks, a moment of vulnerability stretched into a safety he hasn't been able to find. Nova nods, pressing closer.

He wants to kiss her.

He wonders if he'll ever be worthy of such a thing.

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[iwasbored777]

Me whenever I see Nova and Victor: