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zerodayimagine · 4 months
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i love you and i need some Cal Gabriel x reader hcs skibidi toilet ohio rizz sigma gyatt
I DON’T KNOW WHAT ANY OF THAT MEANS
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zerodayimagine · 5 months
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please say this blog is still active everything here is fucking hilarious
LMFAO yes!! It is now.
I totally forgot about this account until I saw a rise in Zero Day blogs in my explore on my main.
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zerodayimagine · 5 months
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How do I still have asks from 2019?! I'll be posting a lot soon... oops.
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zerodayimagine · 5 months
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adam lanza face
This is strictly Zero Day. Get outta here.
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zerodayimagine · 2 years
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Andre and Cal visit a museum. Please
The thought of going to a museum seemed nice until they were actually there, in front of statues and random art, doing nothing but what seemed to be faking artistic intelligence. Andre only agreed to the museum trip because Cal said it would help them with their future... endeavors.
"Cal, what the fuck are we doin' here?"
The blond's eyes shifted from a piece on the wall and settled on Andre. Cal knew his friend was judgemental about things he didn't understand deeply enough -- though, he'd never say that to his face. "We're getting into the zone. You didn't like the poetry reading."
"Because you almost ruined the plan!" the brunet snapped in a whisper. "Look, let's stop staring at a stupid... wall. We can do something better with our time."
"Fuck you, Andre. We always do what you want."
"Whatever," he huffed. Pointing to a painting next to the one they were in front of, Andre changed the subject. "What's so special about that? It's just paint."
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zerodayimagine · 2 years
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NO DAMN IT. YOU RUN A ZERO DAY IMAGINE BLOG. I FUCKING LOVE IMAGINE BLOGS OK.
;) I'm posting a lot of imagines tonight and tomorrow to make up for my absence. Love yaaa.
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zerodayimagine · 2 years
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HOLY SHIT I FOLLOWED YOU BACK IN THE SUMMER OF 2019 I DIDNT KNOW YOU WERE STILL ACTIVE - ALL HAIL QUEEF QUEEN AND ALL HAIL ZERO DAY
I'M ACTIVE IN BURSTS. WHICH MEANS I AM IN A ZERO DAY MOOD AND MISS IT SO MUCH. I LOVE YOU. ALL HAIL ZERO DAY!!!
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zerodayimagine · 2 years
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DAMN. This blog has so many requests. I didn't realize people still enjoyed it. Send requests if you'd like. I'll be more active, besties.
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zerodayimagine · 2 years
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I miss u and ur zd fics where r u😭😭
i'm right here babyyyyy ;) back and better than ever if ppl still want some zd fics hehe
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zerodayimagine · 4 years
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zerodayimagine · 4 years
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Cal queefing in Andres face
Andre was on his back, lying down on his bed. He had a lot on his mind and it was getting fuzzier and fuzzier the more he heard a noise coming from Cal.
“Knock it off,” he spat in a serious, more aggravated tone. But Cal couldn’t.
The blond-haired boy sighed, doing an unnecessarily low squatted crab walk toward Andre’s bed. Each step constituted an audible sound, which they both knew was either a fart or a queef.
Taking a step onto the bed and standing on top of it (butt over Andre), Cal did a slow squat which resulted in a long, hard sound pushing wind on his friend’s face.
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zerodayimagine · 4 years
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I literally don't have a tcc blog anymore, and seeing you pop up in my reccomended based on the scattered few interactions with posts is honestly hilarious to me. I can't risk being terminated again, so now my "theme" is so different. Lol. YoU gEt A rAnDoM fOlLoW nOw. :)
I love you! I love you! Hey, I love you!
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zerodayimagine · 4 years
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Hey mom can we have an update
Hi baby. I’m drafting some things up right now.
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zerodayimagine · 4 years
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Do you actually write imagines?
Yes, homie. I do. I just forgot about this blog for a year.
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zerodayimagine · 5 years
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this’ll be in the making of
This is for the Making Of. This is going in the Making Of. I’m taping this for the Making Of Zero Day video. For the Making Of, let me get all this damage. That’ll be good for the Making Of. You know it’s funny, when they actually see this Making Of that we’re making, we’re gonna be talking about “Is this for the Making Of?” You know, when we actually put together the Making Of Zero Day, it’s gonna be just like a lot of things that we do and somebody’s then gonna say “That’ll be good for the Making Of!” This’ll be good for the Making Of.
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zerodayimagine · 5 years
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U DON'T DESERVE TO ROT OK ILY DAMNIT
This was nice to open my inbox to... therefore I love you. But I love you more than you love me. So ha.
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zerodayimagine · 5 years
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Here is the full transcript of ZERO DAY (2003). There are 47 pages worth of words you can engulf yourselves in. I wrote it, but the creative rights go to Ben and Chris Coccio. Please don’t steal! It includes all the dialogue, including the names of the victims on the last page. I tried my best to write down who said what, but there are some instances where it all gets mushed together (especially when the people are faceless). Also, I looked it over, but if I’ve missed a mistake or two, I apologize. With that being said… I hope you guys enjoy!
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