♱ You're So Creepy ♱

♱ You're so Creepy ♱

Zombie!Matt x Emo!Reader p.2

╰┈➤ No pronouns or Y/N, reader is referred to as 'you' only

Warnings: Description of a zombie, Blood (minimal), creepiness, lonely reader, not properly proof read

In your small town there was always a myth about monsters that roam the woods at night, monsters that were once alive… once human… but you know this is no myth…

You often thought the people in town were boring and dull, with nothing interesting going on in their lives; you on the other hand, you stood out. Your alternative clothes, emo hairstyle and loud taste in music is something this small community was unfamiliar with so when you moved there after your parents divorce you were basically ostracised with no friends, but you were fine with that, you liked the woods better anyways.

After school while walking home you take long detours through the dark mass of trees that engulf the town, just listening to the beautiful sounds of the animals in the trees and the leaves rustling beneath your feet. The woods felt safe and comforting despite what your classmates and neighbours often told you. Leaning close and whispering in your ear about stories of noises and shadows, disappearances and dead animals; you listened eagerly to their stories, taking much interest in anything macabre and morbid. As much as you knew these rumours were fake, a part of you wished it was true so this place wouldn't be so boring.

While walking through a new part of the forest you pluck a few flowers, pretty little white ones. As you continue walking through the dense trees, shrugging your backpack up on your shoulder a little more after it starts to slip off, you notice a small, jagged square-ish shaped stone structure in the distance. When you get closer to it you see small engravings that resemble words but it's so beaten up and weathered down it's hard to tell what it says but you can tell it is someone's grave so you think it's a good idea to place the dainty flowers down in front of the rock. Smiling to yourself at the bittersweet sight. “Rest well” You mumble before heading back through the woods to be back home in time for dinner.

Throughout the next few weeks you found yourself walking back to the grave without a clue on why. You would sit there in front of the dirty stone and tell it about your day, what you're learning in school, what others say about you in the halls, how much you hate your teachers ect. For some unknown reason it gave you comfort in your loneliness, you truly felt like you had a friend again, or at least someone that would just listen.

“Gosh you have no idea… It's like no one wants to be their own person! Everyone is just the same… would you be the same?” You desperately ask the inanimate rock, sighing lightly at the lack of conversation. “I wish you were alive… because you're my only friend.” You mumble after feeling pathetic. Noticing the ombre colours forming in the sky you grab your bag and sling it over one shoulder before placing down todays flowers over the small pile that has grown over your many visits and start to walk away; suddenly you swear you hear something shuffle behind you but when you flick your head around there is nothing except for the grave. “Too many zombie movies…” You mumble to yourself before walking back home on your usual path.

That night everything felt strange and eerie, You kept feeling like you were being watched, like there was someone that was looking at you through windows or they were standing in the corner of rooms, the hair on your arms and back of your neck stood up, getting shivers, you even thought you saw someone outside while you were eating dessert at the dinner table. You convinced yourself it was just your imagination, you just spooked yourself out and needed to go to bed, in the morning you’ll feel fine. As you lay under the soft sheets on your bed, listening to the sounds of your own deep breaths to try to calm yourself down enough to be able to sleep you hear a faint tapping sound. You ignore it, believing it's only in your head or it's just a raccoon and it will go away, but whenever the tapping would stop it would only start back up again seconds later and louder than before. Out of pure frustration and fear you jump up out of bed and slowly tiptoe your way over to the window, the moonlight slightly peeking through the crack of the dark curtains, making things only more eerie and suspenseful. Your hands shake as they grab the fabric, the tapping feeling more urgent and desperate the longer you wait.

When you pull back the curtain the sight you see is…

Morbid.

In the dark shine of the moonlight there is a boy, his hair is dark and messy, theres dirt and sticks all throughout it, his skin is pale but also many disgusting shades of pinks and greens, some parts of his face is stitched up and his mouth falls open in a unsettling, decrepit way with blood slowly starting to drip down his bottom lip. His eyes are dark in the moonlight and you’re only able to see one but it's strikingly blue as he looks at you with an unreadable stare.

You want to scream but your body doesn't let you. All you can do is stare with wide eyes as he stares at you back, still tapping a slender finger on the corner of the window. When you finally come to your senses you shut the curtains as quick as you can and run back to your bed, climbing under the sheets as your body trembles from fear.

“I must be fucking crazy.”

Divider by @sister-lucifer ^^

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zombie!chris hcs

matt ver here

Could You Write A Headcanon About Zombie Chris Next Pleaseee 😭😭🙏

zombie!chris who… unlike matt, can speak coherently and moves at a normal speed; some zombies adjust better than others

“dude, get over here, fucking sloth,” he’d mumble, walking over to his less cognitive brother who was staggering behind and dragging him along

zombie!chris who… is literally just zed from zombies. the same charming attitude and everything.

“you know you look delici- gorgeous,” he’d slip up with that sly smirk

“shut up.”

zombie!chris who… is great at keeping you two a secret. if your parents or siblings come to your room, he’s immediately in the closet or under the bed

but being the loud fucker that chris is, he’d always make a noise or two

“what was that??” your dad asked mid conversation, his eyes darting to your closet

“just.. shoved a bunch of boxes in my closet.. guess one of them fell,” you laughed nervously

zombie!chris who… is hyperactive as fuck. like the mf doesn’t crash until maybe 6 in the morning.

which means all night he’s bugging you or tossing and turning in bed

or doing what he’s best at, yapping

“yeah- and so when i was alive i would-”

“shut the fuck up,” you cut him off sleepily.

zombie!chris who… loves grossing you out and watching you squirm.

whether it’s telling you a gross (after)life experience or telling you a fun fact about himself

“you know my insides are rotting, right, ma?”

“EEEWWWW-”

zombie!chris who… can’t resist making a zombie joke. ever, not even when you need to focus.

“i’ll eat your brainnnn” he sang, poking your side

“no you won’t,” you huffed, annoyed that your boyfriend wouldn’t leave you alone while you tried to complete your homework.

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NSFW

zombie!chris who… carries that zombie joke trait to the bedroom

“who needs brains? i got this pussy right here…” he mumbled against your dripping core as he sloppily lapped against the flesh.

zombie!chris who… LOOVVEEESS to shame you about being with a zombie, no real harm behind it though

“such a filthy fucking girl, letting a monster use you like this,” he spat, smirking down at you

you just whimpered around his cock, trying to fit as much as you could into your mouth.

zombie!chris who… is definitely an ass guy, slapping it every chance he gets, clothed or not, and absolutely loving the red marks that come with it

zombie!chris who… can’t shut the fuck up, even in the bedroom

“gonna fill you up, ma, okay? godddd- you’re so fuckin’ tight- shit, baby..”

“yeah, take me just like that.. love those sounds you make.. oh god..”

“keep those pretty eyes on me, okay? god- keep lookin’ at me like that- so fuckin’ sexy..”

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b0nebroth

9 months ago

SOMEONE PLS WRITE A MATT FIC BASED ON THIS SONG

PLS DO YOU SEE THE VISION LIKE I DO PLSSSS😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏🙏 MONSTER MATT X EMO READER I BEG OF YOU

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b0nebroth

9 months ago

THATS LIWERALLY THE LOML WRIGHT DERE 😍🤤💍💍

how do we feel about a zombie matt VISUAL…

going all out for zombie monday

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b0nebroth

9 months ago

Oh I just want to pat zombie Matt on the head and put him in my pocket oh that's my baby💔💔

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b0nebroth

9 months ago

never thought zombie matt was ever a need until now

me neither

BUT LORDDD after writing the first fic he’s all i think about

(need his zombie cock in me)

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b0nebroth

9 months ago

Why are Matt and I literally matchingg🤭🤭 (my birthday was before theirs he copied meeee!!)

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b0nebroth

9 months ago

god was truly playin when he decided to make me disgustingly attracted to straight men.

wna play eiffel tower? 😅

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b0nebroth

9 months ago

Once I get my shit together Bed Peace will be written🙏🙏 might take a while tho

These are just some ideas I have stored away and whichever wins will be what comes after You're so Creepy p.3 :DD

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b0nebroth

9 months ago

ABSOLUTELY DEVOURING THIS HOLY SHIT I love him and need him🫶🫶🫶🫶

need more smutty headcanon things about zombie matt 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

zombie!matt hcs

(based off of this)

Need More Smutty Headcanon Things About Zombie Matt 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

SFW

zombie!matt who… definitely has no concept that he is NOT allowed to be seen by your friends or parents

like he will insist on coming to a family party or something

“matt, you’re DEAD, babe.”

“…oh”

zombie!matt who… is a sucker for cuddles, and in a subby way. like he needs his head between your thighs or resting on your chest to survive.

and since he’s so sluggish and his brain is LITERALLY rotting, he doesn’t really have the urge/power to get up

“you’re squishing me, baby.”

“mm…. no.”

zombie!matt who… will talk about the way he died, but you still don’t understand, since his speech is always so slurred and slow.

“…the… c’ash”

“the what? cash?? like money?”

“..noo”

and speaking of speech, zombie!matt insists you don’t give him speech lessons, but you try anyways

“can you roll your tongue like this? to say ‘r’? rrrruh?”

“..’uh”

“..good job”

zombie!matt who… would wake you up in the middle of the night to take you somewhere

“where are you taking me?” you asked groggily as he dragged your hand through the woods in the dead of night

he’d answer with a grunt or two, pulling you into a old looking graveyard and pointing at a worn down gravestone, reading “matthew bernard sturniolo.”

“holy shit, bernard??” you teased in your sleep induced state.

“ngh… shut.. up”

zombie!matt who… definitely has some problems with his body parts falling off occasionally & needs you to sew them back on.

“hold still and let me sew your goddamn ear on.”

“ouch” he grunted as he squirmed in your grip, dodging to avoid the needle.

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NSFW

speaking of body parts falling of, zombie!matt has definitely had a few times where he’s gone too rough and was in an embarrassing situation.

thankfully you taught him to speak enough, and he managed to tell you

“..need.. help.”

“with what.”

“..sew it back?”

yikes, his dick.

zombie!matt who… goes agonizingly slow because he’s a sluggish zombie, and you hate and love it at the same time

zombie!matt who… prefers you to ride him, you both prefer it since neither of you can handle how unnaturally slow he is

zombie!matt who… also has no concept of volume control, because again, he doesn’t really know or care enough that your parents can’t know about him

loud grunts echoed throughout the room as you worked your hips, bouncing up and down on his cock

you clapped a hand over his mouth as his nails dug into your back while he gripped your waist

“shut the fuck up, matt..” you managed to choke out through the ecstasy “my parents.. ngh- gonna hear you..”

“..don’t.. care..” he mumbled against your hand

zombie!matt who… takes his sweet time with you. half because he doesn’t have the capability to go any faster, and half because he enjoys overstimulating you and watching you squirm.

“god- oh god!” you cried out, loud since your parents (thankfully) were at work

you dug your fingers into the sheets as his fingers pumped slowly in and out of you, brushing your g-spot while his other circled your clit slowly

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a/n - this was so fun to write and ILY ZOMBIE MATT

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