Hiya, I hope it won’t be too much to ask for but could I request Platonic Zora/Reader?
PLATONIC ZORA HEADCANONS
synopsis… headcanons for being zora’s friend!
ft. Zora Salazar
tags… platonic, you bury a body together it’s fun
word count… 401
a/n… congrats you're my friend in law now I'm a zora kisser ✧ 🌸
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Zora is a "girls" night truther, even if you aren't a girl yourself. Girls night to her isn't about being feminine or anything, it's about spending time with her friends!
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Putting her hat on you to keep you safe from the sun if you're out on a walk is her favourite way to catch you off guard. Just plops it on your head before squishing you down with how hard she presses it onto your head.
"Ya better not lose it. I like that hat."
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 The kind of friend to do things for you without you having to ask, she's a good buddy after all.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 A bit of a goofball when she's feeling relaxed. Steals your chair if you're gone for ten seconds, or will steal snacks from your plate if you don't touch it for too long. She sees you leaving it behind and just "it's free real estate"
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 She's intense if you convince her to do a board games night with you. Uno based violence is her specialty.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN +4, FUCK YOU MEAN?!"
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 A real terrifier if she gets her hands on mario kart. Or wii tennis. She may have accidentally put a remote through the wall she's so intense with it.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 If anyone hassles you, she's instantly by your side with a complete death glare.
"The fuck you say to my pal?"
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Yeah. They better pray she's merciful or you beg her to not get them in that very second.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 If you jokingly texted her something like "how do you bury a body" she'd be loyal enough to tell you how to do it, and would end up in jail with you if you actually did kill someone.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 She settles things with games such as arm wrestling or rock paper scissors, she thinks it's the only fair way anyways!
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 If she's out of town god will she send you the stupidest pictures she can make/find. It's a show of "I'm alive and well" but also an ongoing game for who can make the stupidest picture
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 You tried to get her into mobile gaming but she found it way too stupid in her opinion, but has slowly been mastering candy crush because she hates having nothing to do for longer than 10 minutes.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Her music taste is inconsistent at best, and unable to even be discerned at worst. Like girl what do you listen to.
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W. Would. Would Sundial like a very fluffy tabby kit to hold for the time being? Because the offer's here. Along with chocolate!! (@horizon--bounty, cowgirls look out for one another!!!!!!!)
A hand sticks out of the tree to veeeery carefully take the small kit and chocolate.
In the QUIETEST of whispers, she says, “…th…thanks…”
And with that, she just. Holds the small tabby and sort of curls into herself with it. It’s safe up here, in the pines. It’s quiet up here, in the pines. Most don’t think to ever look up, in the pines.
Aurora’s shoulders sag, but only slightly.
M!A: 3/10
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“Ah' have mah reasons fer bein' this way.” ((Take that as you will--))
Rock can't quite help but cock an eyebrow at her under his helmet. Given she's the mysterious drifter type, that could mean so many things. Or... maybe that's the point
Good ol' ambiguity.
"Oh yeah? You an outlaw or somethin'?" Even without a face to the voice, that question is clearly more of his dry humor. "Or did ya mean the part where ya like t’ get on my nerves on purpose?” You were being more than a little obvious before miss Salazar.
"Either way, I guess we both have our reasons." Not that being a "bootlicker" as Zora liked to call him was entirely voluntary, but she ain’t about to get a fucking sob story from him.
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"Howdy, y'all! It's yer local bounty hunter Zora Salazar here t' FUCK over the 4th wall for a tic fer a lil' announcement!"
"So ah' found this neat lil' patch o' land by the sea...an' Ah' bought it, an' nao it's mahn t' do whatever the fuck Ah' want with it! So, ya know, m'doin' whatever self-respectin' cowgirl would do! Start a farm!"
"This Wednesday, April 8th,2020--Tomarrow--startin' at around...high noon CST, let's say? All mutuals are invited! Yeah, even yew BOOTLICKERS. S'called Stardew Valley, can't miss it! Gotta have one of them.... PCs or somethin', though, an' there's a limit o' 3 at a tahm. Ah' let y'all know if there's a spot open if someone leaves!"
"An' fer those of yew that can't make it, M'gonna be takin' pictures and yellin' 'bout it here too! Buuuut if ya don't wanna hear me none, we're gonna tag our rodeo as "Zora's Day Off: Stardew Valley Liveblogging"! So yew can add 'em t' yer black lists or whatever ya call 'em."
"See ya soon...~"
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“Huh...where’d the fuckin’ GUNS come from?”
She’s...staring at both The Sun Up and The Sun Down while sitting on a bed--real kind of those folks in front to just let her pass in to a vacant motel room without even paying for anything. Must have slipped their mind, they said.
Zora turns them around this way and that, admiring how well crafted they were. How...how well they fit into her hands like they belonged there.
But that wasn’t right, right? She didn’t even know how to fire a gun.
...right?
Her brow furrows. What...what does she know? Why is she here again? Why did everything feel so distant and empty and faint, like a picture that’s been left out in the sun too long--
Shh. Just sleep. It’ll be easier to forget it then.
Yeah...
Yeah, it’s fine. Maybe she just needed sleep. Let’s just change into something more comfy, starting with the gloves--
No--
“Wh--what th’ hell--”
Scars? Where--where did she get these? There’s one on her palm and more that poked out from under her sleeve, and she rolled those up to find more and more, marring her skin and--
What the fuck--what the fuck what HAPPENED TO ME--
Shh--Shhhhhh, forget it--
WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO ME--
Shhhh--! You don’t have to think about it any--
M!A: -3
M!A: 7/7
And it all floods back, cascading in waves in pulses in flashes of memory that choke like smoke burning all the pines, all of them never stopped burning, haven’t in so so long--
[ZORA SALAZAR]
[ ]
Wh--Wait. WAIT--she remembers now, she--she can’t breathe--not again not again--where is it WHERE IS IT--
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{ POTENTIAL DEADBEAT DISCIPLE }
"Um...King of Hearts?"
"...Wow." The young Inscribed in uniform flips over one of his playing cards--it was indeed the King of Hearts. He brushes his black hair aside as he sets it down back into the rest of the pile. His deck was almost completely gone now.
"I'm...impressed. You've gotten every guess right. I guess that's why you're the boss, huh?"
"Oh...I suppose you could say that."
Knock knock knock.
"Ah, there she is."
The young man turns around to find the double doors to the meeting room being SWUNG open with enough force to make the hinges creek. Ace winces, instinctively grabbing his deck from the table as bootsteps echo forward.
"U-Uh...h-hello, Miss Salazar..."
"...Ace."
She takes a seat. It's nowhere near Ace at all.
"I'd like to thank both of you for coming on such short notice. I know that you two have been working very hard lately, and--"
"Cut t' the chase, Boss." Says Zora, kicking up her boots on the table. They're dirty as hell, absolutely caked with mud. Faintly, the screen flickers, and you could almost see the shadowy figure on the screen narrow their swirling eyes. Zora goes on. "And what's this greenhorn doin' here?"
She jerks a thumb in Ace's direction, giving the young adult a rather cruel side glance. Ace meekly looks away in response, muttering an apology. It looks like Miss Salazar wasn't in a good mood today...
"He is here because I have an assignment for both of you."
"...Both? Ah' work alone, yew know that." It was requested and agreed upon--why the change? "And even IF this is somethin' Ah' can't solo, wai not another Corps Officer?" She'd definitely take Yooms over this grunt if anything.
"The others are...occupied, unfortunately. Please don't take it the wrong way, Zora--I fully believe in your abilites, but I also don't want to send you alone if I can help it, this time. This requires...a careful approach. And besides--I wouldn't send you out with someone who can't keep up. Ace is Orbit now, after all."
That makes her blink a bit. She turns her head towards the meek, pale young man, who couldn't be older than 25. "...Yer Class 2?"
"...Um...yeah." He shuffles his deck rapidly, a nervous look on his face. "Last week, I...yeah. I didn't really expect that either, so...I'm still getting used to breaking in the new deck, so to speak..."
"...Is it just me, or are people hittin' Class 2 a lot EARLIER than they should be?" Zora voices aloud, turning to her boss as if expecting an answer. The figure on the screen only shrugs.
"Maybe. That will be for our research department to unravel, perhaps. In any case...allow me to explain your assignment."
The screen glitches. A heart-shaped symbol replaces the figure.
"You are both aware of the flux of Inscribed related crimes, yes? Our sources have informed us that these aren't just due to the increased number of Inscribed within the population in recent years. A few of the incidents in the last few months have grown from less chaotic and more...planned."
"...Yew think there's someone behind them?"
"More than one, perhaps. Maybe even a collective. We've identified one particular Inscribed that could be involved--One Simon Quakes. A few nights ago, there was a...well...see for yourself."
[The screen switches to a street video feed. The footage was rather shakey and uneven...but when the camera finally crashed to the ground, it gave a nice view of what was clearly a familiar, rat-faced conman and fair-skinned blond cop.]
"WHA--THAT DAMN LIL' SHIT PIECE OF SIDEWALK RUBBLE! THOSE ARE MAH BOUNTIES, YA COTTONWOOD JACKHOLE FUCK! MAHN!"
"Oh sh--M-Miss Salazar! Please--"
"I figured you would want to know...they're both fine, by the way. Quite the capable ones...although I do worry for that young woman. Doesn't look like she has a lot of stamina..."
"No shit." Zora hisses. "So...yew want me t' deal with this kid? Because I'll GLADLY fuckin' put one in him. Damn lil' shit thinkin' he can steal MAH bounties b'fore we settle th' score..."
"Unfortunately, we need him alive--him and any other allies he might know. However...you are allowed to use whatever means to get them to talk. This is where Ace comes in."
"I, uh...I can...make people show their hand...in a way...? I--I can also heal, like...really well. If you need it."
"I think he could learn a lot from you, Zora. As a...ah... potential disciple, maybe?"
"Yeah, a potential deadbeat disciple. Listen, kid. Ah' don't DO the fucking teamwork thing. You either keep up or git left behind. And ah' don't think ah' need t' explain what'll happen if yew git in mah way, ri'te?"
"I....I heard you can turn people to dust, M-Ma'am, so...yeah."
"No. None o' this Ma'am or Miss Salazar business. Zora or Aurora. Take yer pick an' STICK with it."
"I...okay...Aurora?"
"Better."
"Splendid!"
"Luckily, we have a small lead from one of our inside informants in the Sweet Jazz Police Force. I will be sending you the coordinates shortly. Good luck, you two. Stay safe."
"...Yeah."
"...this gon' be a loooooong night..."
(( @percival-queen @goldbricker-ramsey ))
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