(HS AU) ❤

“Yknow I’m here for you..”

“Always.”

Sketches for The Walking Dead Game The Final Season. I love both Violet and Louis, what’s my bi ass to do? I drew AJ from the moment they found the V+M. “Oh love,” I loved that.

Also if Clem or AJ dies, me and Telltale can throw sum punches.

Might make a part two? & maybe part three…

Louis x reader

If I were a Zombie…

You wandered around looking for any food or supplies you could scavenge, your backpack felt light as you were running lower and lower on resources.

You wandered around covered in mud, blood, and sweat; you wished you could come across a river or lake, SOMETHING to clean yourself off even if it’s just a little bit, it didn’t help it was so hot this time of year, you had to take your leather jacket off and stuff it into your bag, taking up space, you had to rip the pant legs off it was so hot, this is why you always preferred the fall and winter, you didn’t have to deal with sit like this.

Huffing, You looked towards your bandaged forearm, you would have to change them soon…

You were so worried about your arm and not paying attention to your surroundings that you had no time to react or even scream when you heard a twig snap and you were suddenly pulled into the air.

You swung hitting your back into a tree, groaning at the pain not only from your back that would surely bruise but the uncomfortable strain in your left leg at how the rope dug into the meat of your calf, and now you were starting to lose it now at the amount of the blood was rushing to your head.

Your sight goes fuzzy, black splotches obscure your vision as you slowly blink, once… Twice… you pass out.

Louis walked the pathway with Asim and Clementine, Asim being annoyed and done with his bullshit and Clem laughing at his silly pickup lines as she would roll her eyes at him.

Clem and Asim actually hunted while Louis was put on trap duty, so after making a Zombie pinata party he moved on to reset the traps; moving with haste so he could flirt with Clementine some more. however, one of the traps didn’t have a Zombie in it….

It had you.

“Uhh, guys- GUYS!”

“What is it now Lou-”

Asim drifted off as he spotted you hanging body,

“HOLY SHIT!”

He rushed over as he without thinking pulled the rope causing your body to drop at an awkward angle; the three then decided that it would be best to call it for the day.

Louis picked up your unconscious body as they made their way back to the school; rushing inside and calling for Ruby to take a look at your injuries.

Getting inside and placing you down on a bed in one of the extra bedrooms they had; Ruby rushed in, Tenn hot on her tail behind her.

Asim explained where they found you, Clem left to find Aj and Violet, and Louis was looking at you. You looked like hell, but you were still kinda nice to look at… Even with all the blood and guts that clung to you and your clothes.

He was pulled from his thoughts at Ruby rushing in and calling Louis over to a dusty red chaise lounge couch that was moved into what once used to be the nurse’s office.

Ruby pulled over a small desk, placing a bowl of cold river water and a washcloth, “clean the blood off ‘em! M'gonna look fer more disinfectant if they wake up jus’ tell 'em to try ta relax, don’ need 'em movin’ too much and pullin’ somethin’ and from the looks of those bloody bandages, it would be best for 'em to just rest.”

With that, she turned around and began her search for the disinfectant she needs to fix your wounds and numb some of the pain that you would surely feel when you woke up.

Louis took the slightly dirty washcloth dipping it in the cold river water making a chill run through him, God how he missed hot showers…

He figured he would just start with your hands, it had been a little while and if you woke up right now and saw him, he would rather be washing your hands than your legs or face and have to give a long and awkward explanation as to how he wasn’t some creep and was just trying to help clean you up so you could get treatment, that would be harder to explain if you were trying to kill him for ’feeling up or you legs’

Yeah… He would rather not have that as your first impression of him…

After cleaning both your hands and arms, being careful not to touch your bandages on your right forearm and upper left arm and you hadn’t shifted once he figured he was safe to continue.

After wiping down your legs and finding more scratches on them than your arms he made a mental note to let Ruby know, he didn’t know if she would care but he wanted to do anything he could to help, even if it was something so small.

Getting lost in his thoughts, he thoughtlessly dipped the damp cloth into the now room temperature red-tinted water, letting some water drip back into the bowl before moving to wipe your neck, then your face.

He lightly dabbed and gently dragged the cloth along your face, he was careful not to press too hard, he remembers before when all the world went to shit; he would do his skincare and always remember never to press down hard on your face unless you wanted to break out with red harsh skin… Old habits die hard he guessed…

After wiping your face and you were now clean he got a better look at you… Yeah… He liked your face!

Louis let his lips curl into a sloppy smile as he pushed some hair that was sticking to your damp face, moving away you started to stir.

Thank God he wasn’t in your face like he was a moment ago, he would have died of embarrassing awkwardness and another grave would be placed next to Marlons…

“Good morning starshine! The earth says hello!” He said in his usual cheery voice, in the usual Louis fashion

“Good morning starshine! The earth says hello!” A cheery voice calls to you as your eyes flutter open, you reach up wiping your eyes and taking a deep breath; you sigh feeling a lot less dirty and sticky than you did before.

Looking down you saw you were cleaned up, well apart from your clothes. You looked around and spotted a boy…

A very pretty boy…

He had his hair up, his dreadlocks falling framing his smiling face; he had warm light brown eyes that just had this shine to them as the sunlight hit them from the windows, his skin was a beautiful tan-ish brown, and freckles covered his face some trailing down his neck, his lips were round and were tinted pink his copies bow was an even shape and added to his charm.

But before you could say anything a pink-cheeked chubby girl with curly red hair that was pulled into a small bun rushed in holding nurse and first aid stuff, she was cute too…

“Oh! Good y'er up! Would you mind stittin’ up fer me? I jus’ wanna check you and make sure y'got nothin’ broken or infected.” She spoke in this pretty southern drawl as she set her supplies down, you slowly sat up the boy helping you up when you grunted at the sharp pain in your back and ribs.

After some poking and prodding, she only found the big bruise on your back that trailed up to your ribs were a big problem, when she offered to change your bandages you were quick to decline her offer,

You just found these people and from the way, they talked to you and helped you it seemed like if you played nice you could have a place to stay…

You just hope they don’t catch you changing your bandages…

…That bite would be hard to explain…

Synopsis: How the main four (Clem, Marlon, Lou, and Vi) would react to coming home and finding their s/o dancing and singing to music, oblivious to their presence.

Clementine: Entering the house, Clem’s ears were overtaken by the loud music and vocal range of her partner. Grinning, she followed the sound and peeked her head in the living room, seeing her partner on the coffee table playing an air guitar. Clem stepped into the doorway, leaning against the doorframe as a smile took over her face. Her gaze softened as she watched her partner dance around the room, expressing their carefree energy. Her chest felt warm, and the feeling traveled down to her stomach, causing a butterfly-like sensation to occur. In moments like these, Clem realized how much she loved them. How much they meant to her. How she wouldn’t choose anyone else. By the time her partner noticed her, their face was flushed red in embarrassment. Clem just snickered and waved nonchalantly, relishing in their adorable expression.

Marlon: The blaring music caused a slight tension in his head. He wasn’t a fan of loud sounds. When he rounded the corner and saw his partner using the remote as a microphone, singing loudly, the tension vanished. He let out a slight chuckle, thankful the music was loud enough to hide it. He wasn’t sure how long he stood there, watching his partner with a tender expression. His foot tapped lightly to the beat of the music. When his partner turned and saw him, they froze mid-solo. Marlon grinned, stepping towards them, “May I have this dance?” They accepted without hesitation, their face beet-red. Marlon found it absolutely adorable and teased them for it during their dance.

Louis: Louis would feel pumped the second he heard the music when he entered the house. He felt a bounce appear in his step as he followed the noise to the source. When he saw his partner in the kitchen pretending to use the spoon as a guitar, he almost squealed. His eyes lit up, a wave of affection overtaking him at the sight of his partner. He loved their joyful personality and their carefree spirit. He wouldn’t take long before he grabbed the nearest item (which was a banana on the table) and held it up to his mouth and start singing as well. The extra voice startled his partner at first, but it wasn’t long before they both performed the duet together, standing on the chairs and dancing to their heart’s content around the kitchen.

Violet:The rock-like music that filled the house was different than what Violet usually hears on her partner’s playlist. She makes her way to the bedroom and peers in, seeing her partner dancing on the bed and singing to the radio on the dresser. Violet felt an immediate surge of affection and love as she fumbled for her phone, pulling it out to take pictures and videos of the moment. Vi always loved to collect pictures of her partner, admiring their beauty when they weren’t always around. She wasn’t a huge fan of dancing to such intense music, so she’d be more content on documenting the moment in the background, waiting for the moment for her partner to catch her. Once they did, they stared, their face slowly becoming bright red as they slid down to sit on the bed, covering their face. Violet stepped into the room, hitting the record button on her phone once again, “Can I get an encore?” She grinned.