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hey yall... so I'm sorry i've been gone for so long, I promise I haven't forgotten about this blog! I've been depressed and busy LMFAO- i hope to get back to writing soon <3

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hi guys sorry for being absent... i will try and get another drabble out today or tmr (i already have a few asks so thank you for that <3!) im actually taking my finals rn im kinda busy but graphic nature chapter two is in the works and once its about halfway done i'll publish graphic nature part 1... a few of the asks are about baby daddy jj so i will try to get one of those out today or tmr!

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how did you start writing fanfiction?

i had concepts of ideas...

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okay elaborating—

(credits to whoever started the like animal vibe readers for obx (sorry i'm not sure who it is D:) ; i've seen a lot of different versions of them so here's mine)

jj x kitty!reader

kitty is jj's weird girlfriend— i imagine she's the kind of girl who's really off putting, thousand yard stare kinda thing... she likes classic horror novels and movies (but she despises those cheesy 80 horror movies, shes a classic media snob) she owns a walkman and an mp3 player, she's listenting to music 90% of the day. not a super social girl and she's kinda bitchy but in the way that isn't displeasing just kinda off putting...

pope x deer!reader

deer is pope's weird girlfriend— she's the kinda girl who finds dead bugs and pins then inside shadowboxes... she also collects rocks and 90% of the time pope comes over he has a bag of rocks or dead bugs for her. she's super into the erotica genre of books and movies but not in a like gooner way... she likes tasteful erotica but she also enjoys cheesy feel good romcoms. a sweetheart but really shy, took pope months before he finally had a productive conversation with her.

pope and jj would both have weird girlfriends but in different ways... i will be elaborating on this later

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this is how i feel about rafe btw.

Do you want rafe to go to prison

well i want him to die

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bless wes anderson because now i can imagine a cute childhood romance between you and pope moonrise kingdom style— he's sam obvi and you're suzy :(

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pope and jj would both have weird girlfriends but in different ways... i will be elaborating on this later

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Umbilical

(or baby daddy jj)

Content Warning: None, unedited (sorry i'm not done with this lmfao)

Word Count: 317

You're lounging on the couch when you hear a knock at your door, the noise barely louder than the old western playing on your boxy tv. You sigh, irked that your mind numbing peace has be disturbed.

You drag yourself off the couch and to your front door, wondering who the hell wants your attention this late at night. You bend down slightly, one eye closed while the other looks out the peephole. A sigh escapes your lips when you see who's on the other side of your door, none other than jj maybank.

Straightening yourself out, you fiddle with the deadlocks on your door before swinging it open, the cool night air being a welcoming reprieve from the hot inside. jj stops fidgeting the second you open the door, his body stiffening for a moment before running a hand through his messy blonde hair.

"Uh— hi." He says softly, his eyes barely meeting yours.

You scoff, he smells like cigarettes and anxiety.

"Why are you here jj?" You lean against the doorframe, eyeing him with annoyance.

"I just got off work and I wanted to see her... and you, honestly." He's fidgeting again, pulling at his belt loop.

The sight makes you smile for a moment, a reminder that underneath everything, he's still him.

"She's already asleep..." Your voice is softer this time, you can hear it and god— you hate how soft he makes you.

He nods at your words, looking around for a moment before leaning in closer to you.

"Can I still come in?" He smirks

"jj don't-" You go to interrupt him but he stops you.

"Please?"

Fuck. That asshole.

He gives you that look, the look that makes it so hard to say no. You try to, biting your lip, letting the word "no" roll around on your tongue.

"Okay..." You say finally.

He smirks at you knowingly, ushering you inside while he follows close behind.

You wish you could say no to him, but you both know better than that.

baby daddy jj would be such a pain in the ass.. showing up to your place at random times to "see the baby" when really he just misses you...

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EATS HIM

he finally got that coconut water he asked for

[will be doing all four of them btw (*^ω^*)]

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graphic nature chapter one is alr finished... it's been in my drafts for a WHILE but i don't wanna post it until im at least halfway done with chapter 2 and idk when that will be...

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drabble about this coming tmr btw ^^

baby daddy jj would be such a pain in the ass.. showing up to your place at random times to "see the baby" when really he just misses you...

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Graphic Nature: Prologue

(or the cod zombie au)

Word Count: 980

Content Warnings: Mentions of sickness (the outbreak), Mentions of death, Fem reader; nothing much yet because I have no clue if this is something; self edited!

You remember when it started, the news broadcasts that were airing worldwide, the whispers about some "strange new sickness." You didn't pay much attention to the warnings, foolishly, you even brushed them off as normal. People got sick often, and most of the time they figured out whatever the problem aliment was long before it became an outbreak, long before it became a real issue.

That was your mistake, you think. The universe sent out its warning and you refused to heed them.

"Have you been keeping up with the news?" A soft voice says into the stillness of the breakroom. You look up to see your coworker, Evelyn, standing in the doorway.

"No?" Your tone is laced with confusion and you furrow your brows at her slightly. "What's on the news?"

Evelyn pulls out the chair next to you and sits down, her long, thin fingers cradling a cup of coffee. She leans closer to you, lowering her voice like a gossiping schoolgirl.

"Haven't you heard about all those people getting sick? It's some kind of weird virus. Apparently—" She blows on the hot liquid in her cup before taking a long sip from it, as if to emphasize the seriousness of her next words. "It's being said that people who have gotten sick end up turning into… zombies"

You snort curtly, your shoulders jutting upwards.

"I'm not sure you should believe that, it's probably just something people are making up, you know? Humanity has an odd fascination with things like that." Evelyn hums thoughtfully at that, swishing the now lukewarm liquid around in her mug.

"Maybe. I like to believe the news has more merit than that though… Or maybe I enjoy a good conspiracy." She chuckles at herself, light and airy.

You nod in understanding at her words, a small smile gracing your lips.

She seems content to leave the conversation there, allowing you to idle on your phone for the remainder of your half-hour lunch break.

You paid no attention to her for the rest of the time you were in the breakroom. Looking back at it, you wish you had.

When you pulled into your neighborhood, the block you lived on was cordoned off, and neighbors and other passersby were stuck behind black and yellow tape. The sight caused your face to scrunch in equal parts frustration and curiosity. Police cars, fire trucks, and EMTs lined whatever street that lay beyond the tape, emergency personnel huddled into many different groups. If you looked closely enough, you could see the serious expressions that lie on their faces.

You tentatively exit your vehicle, searching for a familiar face to seek answers from. Eventually, In the small crowd of people, you spot your next-door neighbor. You gently push your way through the crowd, catching pieces of clipped conversations and hushed whispers.

"Did you hear what happened?"

"I think her husband was sick, maybe he got her sick too…"

"Do you think it has something to do with that freak new virus?"

When you reach your neighbor, he looks lost in thought, his eyes fogged over as he stares ahead but doesn't really look.

"Evening Mr. William." You say softly, wanting to catch his attention without startling him.

He hums softly before he looks up at you, finally acknowledging your presence, and gives you a quick but weary smile.

You smile back.

"Hey darlin', how are you?" He asks kindly.

"I'm okay…" You answer quickly, cutting off any opportunity for small talk. "Um, what happened? I've never seen this many police cars in this area… ever, actually."

He sighs like he was expecting you to ask, and it gives you the impression that he doesn't want to answer.

"Mr. and Mrs. Brown were found uh- unresponsive in their home bout' an hour ago." You wince, an unpleasant sensation crawling up your spine.

"Was it a homicide?" He sighs, shaking his head at you.

"They think it has somethin' to do with that new sickness goin' round'. The whole area is blocked off until hazmat gets here. Hopefully, we get to head on home soon." A gentle murmur of acknowledgment leaves your lips at his words.

"Can I sit with you until we can go back home?" He gives you a gentle nod.

"Course' darlin', I don't mind that one bit." You smile at him, grateful for his company.

You wish you would have cherished it more. You didn't get to go home, and you never saw Mr. William again.

About an hour after your original chat with your neighbor, the chief of police told anyone within a 10 mile radius to leave the area and wait for an official order to come back. They promised it wouldn't be more than a few weeks time, though you were a bit miffed that you weren't even allowed to grab a few personal items from home.

Your neighbors who couldn't get to their cars were picked up by cabs, friends, family, and even people from neighboring blocks. You were lucky enough to still have your car, and you offered a ride to Mr. William's but he declined, assuring you he'd see you in a few days time.

You stopped at a gas station to grab some necessities before holing up at a random motel. It was a bit sketchy and the sheets reeked of something putrid, but you told yourself it would only be a few days.

If only things turned out that way.

Not long after you were settled— as much as one could be anyway— an emergency alert for your local area went out;

ATTENTION: Emergency shelter-in-place warning! Residents of the area are not permitted to leave their dwellings until shelter-in-place has been lifted!

When the notification appeared across the top of your screen, somewhere deep within you, you knew, this was the beginning of the end.

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baby daddy jj would be such a pain in the ass.. showing up to your place at random times to "see the baby" when really he just misses you...

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