#warmbody

[sprinklysparkle]

bros opps won't let him stay emo

[railroad-spike]

Warm Bodies - Isaac Marion

ID: "Dead." My eyes drift towards the sky and lose their focus. "Want it . . . to hurt. But . . . doesn't."

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[acselsblog]

[lolimiggi]

Currently watching Warm Bodies (2013)

[wolvesfangs]

Is it bad that R is so much hotter as a dead guy

[honey-bunny-sushii]

Sad headcannon for the romantic movie warm bodies

We know how he was at the airport? What if he was there to take a plane home to see his parents and family after getting a break from college or something?? Even as a zombie he can't see his family

[aidenwaites]

Everyone shut up I have a very important fact about R Warmbodies. And it's that he gives head

[raurquiz]

#happybirthday @NicholasHoult #nicholashoult #actor #HankMcCoy #XMen #FirstClass #DaysofFuturePast #Apocalypse #DarkPhoenix #MadMaxFuryRoad #IntimateRelations #AboutaBoy #ASingleMan #ClashoftheTitans #JacktheGiantSlayer #WarmBodies #Tolkien #TheFavourite #TheGreat    #TheMenu #Renfield

[purposefully-lost]

Julie Warmbodies 🤝 Alex Prescott

Fucking a guy in the middle of the woods

[bloodlust-fic]

I'm thinking of pausing Bloodlust during October to work on a Togachako horror comedy zombie fic. With Toga as a sentient zombie and Ochako as a survivor in a recently infected Japan. Think Warmbodies but Togachako.

[thisismeracing]

my favorite story of yours has to be

rosycheeks,salty hair,warmbodies

everything about it is great 👍🏾

aaaaa I had sm fun writing it! and it was my first smutty piece here, Im happy to know it's ur fav 🥹

read rosy cheeks, salty hair and warm bodies here

what is your favorite story of mine?

[railroad-spike]

Warm Bodies - Isaac Marion

ID: It's hard to say what "friends" are anymore, but that might be close. If I restrain myself, if I leave enough...

But I don't. I can't. As always I go straight for the good part, the part that makes my head light up like a picture tube.

[fearthefuzzybear]

(writes something in my ppersonal discord server where i am the only warmbody) (waits for someone to respond)

[shavaari]

Inside a masterpiece, there’s a cracked smile and a tealight candle. Inside a retro chamber there’s a birth mother who’s worn down like a mule darning ribbing knitting and wishes to taste a catnap rest. Inside a spit and sawdust, there’s a father figure who’s forsaken, lingering to devour affection. Inside the halls of Ivy, there’s a lone child sipping espresso, waiting to be seen. Inside an old sun ring, there’s only me. A December child. All they want is what I need. To rest? Yes. To be loved? Sure. To be seen? Absolutely. Inside my almond eyeballs, there’s a salty pearl of tears. My mother? No, I love her. Inside my heart, there’s a sting. My father? No, I love him. Inside my palms, there’s heartache dew. My sister? No, I love her. Inside our flesh, there’s always a fractured limb. Inside our hearts, there’s always a fetid carcass. Inside our skull, there’s always imagination. Inside a sunkissed fruit, there are fertile promises. Inside a chrysalis, there’s a nectar of light. Inside our warmbodies, we are all buried deep within. Each of our hearts quakes with its own fears. Your must-haves are surely already engraved in your diary. We are mortals, born with flaws. All of us bear the burden of iron. Because of that, the twelve-month womb witnesses that we all hid ourselves in a bottle of distilled water. [1] hide our violet skin and traumas [2] slash each other’s gashes deeply.

[certifiablyundefinable]

I senselessly wonder what it would be like if you cared about me.

I fight my tender heart to not dwell further. I fear...

I fear that, for you, I am just a warm body in which to pass loneliness and entertain boredom.

In a way, I am willing to accept being nothing to you - since it is in those fleeting moments with you that I am able to capture the best of me.

And yet, in a way, that makes me the saddest of all - to care for a man who may never care for me at all.

[unusualshrimp]

if i had a nickel for how i never got over that one fucked up pathetic vaguely evil murdery guy from a movie based on the first book in a series i abandoned halfway. and projected the neurodivergences soso hard on that guy. i'd have two nickels

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