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bekah-barber · 4 months
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@xxonceuponafuckxx continued from [x]
Zoe's eyes widened in horror at the sudden tattoo, glancing up at the woman who rushed up to her. "Um Who are you?" She asked in confusion. "Hey wait! What's going on here?" Zoe shouted, chasing after the woman.
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garniers · 1 year
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A brief study on love & nostalgia.
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fxirytxlcfxtc · 2 months
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For @descended-from-fairytales - Play Nice Starring Zoe Walker Probably featuring Astrid Walker
Zoe clicks her tongue, sitting on the wall outside Astrid's place. Temporary space while she's recovering, though right now she's out. Zoe had been killing time waiting for her sister, and now she was determining if she needed to deter this man coming up to the door. "She's not in. Who're you?"
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needies · 2 months
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fuck it! like this for me to poke through your starters. it's time to get the show on the road.
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alma37 · 2 months
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Last night, I re-watched Mofftiss' Dracula third episode for the... well, I lost count, but I had a few new questions that came to mind as I was re-watching the end of TDC.
I was listening to Zoe switching accents and suddenly I wondered if she was aware of slowly disappearing or if she was already gone by the time Dracula opened his door to them and it was just Agatha faking a British accent for Jack's sake and sometimes slipping.
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I am still a bit saddened by the fact that Zoe was the flesh for Agatha's spirit.
Well, nevermind! It was a long time ago.
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liiittlehand · 2 years
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Cafe au I guess?
inspired by this official art:
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toomuchracket · 4 months
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me and zoe (@kscheibles, my beloved) just planned the birthday partyverse wedding btw <3
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justwannasin · 1 year
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OPEN / anyone
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zoe leaned further over the bar as she tried to reach for a bottle of whisky. the guy next to her, well... she knew he was getting an eye-full of her tits, her ass as her skirt rode up... she didn’t care. 
the bottle in hand, she started to pour it in her glass as she shrugged. “i hear i’m only good for sucking dick and getting fucked,” zoe said with a shrug. “want to see if that’s true?” 
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starfleetwitch · 1 year
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Doing this now because I will ABSOLUTELY forget! Some highlights from this year of art... can this be considered a Procreate wrapped? 
Animated versions can be found here because Tumblr hates me even when its terrible resolution:
Cartoony 2022
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Art of 2022
Achievable Goals for 2023:
Learn how to draw ears
Complete the 10 part Berena bed series (Cause 'Berena’s relationship as told from a birds eye view of a double bed’ just isn’t as catchy)
Branch out and maybe draw Gwendoline Christie or Janet Fielding
Achievable if I suddenly become a god goals for 2023:
Get all my current wips finished
Use my long forgotten degree to sculpt a 3D model of Kate Stewart on Zbrush, rig it and animate her GETTING SOME DAMN THERAPY!
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fxntasmagoria · 3 days
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@micsmasmuses continued from here :))
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That got a laugh from Zoe and a smile pulled on her lips. "Well alright then thats one way to make an impression. Im Zoe."
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myriaed · 3 days
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📸 zoe
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Sonny Munroe - she just thinks she's neat and gorgeous okay? @snnynatural
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ethereal-themes · 2 years
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ZOE: CHARACTER PAGE BY ETHEREAL-THEMES
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coolremove · 3 months
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lyric starter call ✨
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cursivebloodlines · 2 months
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❝ don't worry, I'll be here when you're awake. ❞ - zoe
✷ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; FLUFF EDITION ( . 01 ) | @overnightheartbeats
❝ don't worry, I'll be here when you're awake. ❞
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Even with his comforting words, Zoe couldn’t quite settle just yet. What kind of person invites their semi-not-quite-ex boyfriend to come over after persistently demanding space? Especially so late at night…but she didn’t know who else to call at the time. The only person she could think of was Eric. He plagued all of her thoughts, every morning, noon, and night. “I’m sorry…” she murmured, her fingers fiddling with the duvet, her eyes fixated on the broken clock ticking out of time on the wall. A loaded statement coming from her. After realising she never quite finished her train of thought with her apology, she cleared her throat awkwardly, a sigh escaping her lips. “Sorry for…” The words caught in her throat, like something was fighting her, weighing her tongue down heavily to stop herself from blurting out her pathetic apologies: Sorry for hurting you. Sorry for being the way I am. Sorry for ruining us. Sorry for all…this. Sorry for it all. Sorry for everything. “Sorry for getting you out of bed at this time for something that was nothing after all that messing around.”  
It was embarrassing, really. It had been at least two days since she’d managed to get any sleep and it was starting to make her irate (more than she already was) and paranoid. She could chalk it up to several different things but there were several times where she thought she was being followed… and when she came home from a late shift to find the door unlocked, it shook her up. Normally, she was ready for a fight, always ready to defend herself (something she could thank her ever shitty ass parents and the people they dragged in and out of her life for before she finally found her escape) at any cost but this had completely caught her off guard. After searching her place top to bottom, including every hidden nook and cranny, all of her hiding spaces and the hiding spaces within those hiding spaces to make sure nothing was removed, she sat there trying to devise her next moves listening to every single sound in the vast quietness and darkness of her home. Her place wasn’t very big, just small enough for the basics, really. It was only her after all. Since being back, it felt way too big. It was eerily silent, and the Eric shaped gap in her life forced by her made it only worse. It felt so very wrong after being accustomed to his place, after she moved in so they could stay together and ensure each other’s safety with the danger stemming from what was going on with Eric’s family. In the dead of the night, that was when it dawned on her - why this could be happening. A distraction, perhaps? If either one of them were in danger… being separated from him… the rush of panicked realisation was what had her scrambling for her phone, his number on speed dial. As soon as he answered, a sigh of relief escaped her and normally able to sound detached in her tone, she couldn’t conceal the concern. Quickly uttering things like ‘I just needed to check…are you okay?’ and ‘Me? Yeah, I’m fine… actually. No. Things really aren’t right around here. Can you come over? It’s okay if you can’t. I don’t even know what I was thi-you can? Okay then. See you soon. Thank you. I lo-See you soon.’ Why she felt the need to invite him over was another question entirely. She spoke to him…He was okay. And yet still something persuaded her to ask him over. A fresh pair of eyes, that’s what she convinced herself of in the end. Someone who wasn’t her…Problem was, there weren’t a lot of people she trusted. As for Eric, he was at the top of the list of those she did. Not that it was a very long list… then again, the list may have begun and ended with him. Even with their relationship tangled in knots, there was nobody she trusted more than she did with him; they couldn’t even come close. As expected, he arrived within minutes, he was here and Zoe tried her best to give him the rundown. The worry engraved into his features tugged at her heartstrings and instantly she wished she hadn’t bothered him. The words she once told him in desperation and anguish bitterly reminded her of the word she’d once inflicted: I’m not a damsel and I’m not in distress. Tonight was proof that those words couldn’t be further from the truth.
It was a relief to see him, to see him up close and real. Not just the familiar voice over the phone, or a text message here and there. It felt like an eternity had passed since she last saw him and seeing Eric again stirred up all of the emotions she tried so hard to burrow down deep inside her. He didn’t look like he’d been sleeping much either. Like he was feeling just as rough as she had. His hair a bit out of place, the shirt he was wearing slightly rumpled up from what she assumed he’d been sleeping - or trying to - sleep in. And yet he was still the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen.
It was like he’d literally jumped right out of bed to see her, which both warmed and broke her heart at the same time. How willing he still was even after everything she put him through. In the dead of night, they had a second look around to make sure nothing was out of place or that nobody happened to be lurking around. They searched every room from top to bottom, two pairs of eyes on everything this time. When they were both satisfied that all was well, and that maybe Zoe was running on fumes due to overexhaustion and that maybe - though Eric never explicitly stated it - she was well and truly paranoid. Which led to this moment, Zoe sitting up, her body under thick blankets with him perched at the edge of her bed, close enough she could reach out and touch him but it wouldn’t be enough. “I just feel like an idiot,” she muttered under her breath, “Getting you out of bed in the dead of night for nothing but to prove that I’ve finally lost it and...” Finally, she looked at him, rushing her words out a little before he had the chance to reply. Judging by the look in his eyes, he disagreed with her, about being an idiot at least. She shook her head in silent protest, a sigh combined with a yawn escaping her lips. Funny, how despite everything, they could still have a conversation without words. 
That was the problem though, wasn’t it? When words weren’t involved, they could communicate perfectly. It was just words that were difficult. But not even that… the problem was Zoe’s inability to handle problems like a normal person. Her problem was not being forthright and as open as Eric had been with her. And immediately jumping to the defense over the smallest thing, which inevitably landed them in their current predicament. Which was why she was trying to sleep - and failing - in her own damn bed and not his/formerly theirs anymore. At a loss of anymore words, she couldn’t tear her gaze away from him, like he might evaporate into thin air the second she averted her eyes. Even though he literally just promised her he would stay until she was awake. He deserved so much better. Those wretched thoughts of self hatred racked her brain once more, begging to swallow her whole. It was like trying to walk through the fog but never reaching the clear. But Eric was like the light that would lead the way, guide her to him. 
“You should sleep with me.” The words were out before Zoe had a chance to word them in a better way. What she said never even clicked until she saw his face contort with confusion, mouth opening and closing a few times like he was scrambling for something to say because he hadn’t expected it either. “Oh. I didn’t mean…” She could blame the exhaustion seeping in. She hadn’t slept in days. That was a perfectly acceptable excuse, right? “I meant…you said you’d stay until I woke up and I know that shitty couch is uncomfortable as fuck from my own experience. You’ll get a bad back, so…” She paused, clearing her throat as her memory brought her back to their last moment as a them, involving a couch - his - and how less comfy hers was compared to that one. Being snuggled up in his arms, his hands on her skin, both love and despair brought on by her own wrongdoing and misunderstanding. The last time she felt whole. Back to reality. “So, um. You’re not sleeping there. I know we’re not…but you can sleep here. Much comfier. Just…take off your shoes.” A slight hint of a smile pulled at the corner of her lips as she shuffled over, pulling the duvet down for him and patting it in an attempt to beckon him. 
It was then, and only then, Zoe felt like she could finally settle down. The calmness his presence brought to her, the sound of his breathing put her at ease and quietened all the noise in her head. She faced him as he settled down beside her, watched how he had no problem getting comfy, but it was like he was somewhat trying to keep a distance. She couldn’t blame him for that, she ended it after all. But instinctively, she urged slightly closer. It was selfish, really, but she couldn’t help herself. Sighing softly, she let her eyes close as she sank down into her pillows, into well needed rest. “Thank you, for being here, for coming here,” she murmured like a hushed secret, like the darkness would hold her secrets close to her chest. “And for what it’s worth, I really have missed you,” she trailed off as sleep called out to her, unsure why the words slipped out but it was the truth. If she’d been less exhausted and more lucid, she probably could’ve stopped herself. It was selfish, it was unfair of her to say this to Eric after all she’d put him through. But it was the last thing she’d uttered before she fell asleep, and by the time she woke up, she probably wouldn’t remember. 
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redlineoffate · 2 months
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@verratensduo said: Eren sighed and patted Hanji's head. "Marco and the others are on their way girl. Turns out they have more mysteries they found and want to investigate, are you ready? I am not."
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Hanji nuzzled his hand, wanting to support him. She didn't want to find herself in a scary situation again. But if they don’t have the opportunity to refuse, then they need to be together, right?
"At least we're together."
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scifielves · 2 months
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This Aaravi has already experienced eldritch girl cock so she's not sure how things could get better, sex-wise
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