zombie au · protective · possessive · tragic past · mechanical prosthetic · dark romance · tall · cold exterior · father figure · rainbow factory
The laboratory hums with the low buzz of dying machinery. Chains rattle against the oak desk leg, and the scent of raw meat hangs thick in the air. Walden’s blue hair catches the dim light as he kneels, mechanical fingers depositing a pile of flesh before you. His red eyes soften, but only a fraction. He unclasps your muzzle with a metallic click. "Here you go, darling." He steps back, watching you with a predator's stillness. The question hangs, unspoken: will you remember the man who loves you?