My Undead Type

My Undead Type

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"We're about to be up all night waking up a zombie! So put your paws all over me, you zombie boy." Lana Nyx never thought her time at Nevermore Academy would involve actual resurrection. She's the oldest in her year-mature, composed, and used to cleaning up everyone else's chaos. But when she stumbles into the Hummers' shed and finds Pugsley Addams and Eugene Ottinger bringing a boy back to life-a boy with a clockwork heart-her world tilts in all the weirdest ways. Now she can't stop thinking about him. Who is he? Why does he have a heartbeat made of gears and lightning-and why does a zombie look that good?
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After awakening from a coma that spanned years, Y/n, a young outcast, felt as though her entire world had been torn away. Yet, try as she might, she couldn't remember what it was she had lost. Her past was a void. No memories, no names, no faces. Just shadows. The only remnants of the life she once lived were fractured dreams that haunted her sleep and a dull, persistent ache in her chest that never seemed to fade. That ache only deepened when she arrived at Nevermore Academy, a place she felt might help her rediscover who she was. But instead of answers, she found whispers in the halls, watchful eyes, and a sense that something - or someone - was waiting. And as buried secrets begin to claw their way to the surface, she is forced to confront a terrifying truth... Some memories are forgotten for a reason. "𝓨𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾" *The writing gets progressively better, I promise* Warnings: . Spoilers for Season 2 Wednesday ofcourse . Gore most likely . Mature/sexual content if you want . Swearing . A heavy dose of trauma . And a very very hot love interest Rankings ( As of Dec 2025): 🥇#1 in Isaacnightxreader 🥇#1 in Slurp 🥇#1 in brains 🥇#1 in tick 🥇#1 in Isaacnight 🥇#1 in gomezaddams 🥇#1 in zombielove 🥇#1 in owenpainter Note: Y/n joined Nevermore in year 3, making her 18 years old. I made her this age as, well for me Isaac doesn't look like he would be younger. It's an educated guess. Anyways, rights belong to Tim Burton for the Wednesday Series on Netflix. Of course, if you haven't watched season 2 yet then I recommend not reading this until you have, I won't be responsible for spoilers. Y/n's story and the character in general belong to me, I made everything entirely by my lonesome. If there are any similarities to anything then that is purely coincidental. Ok, cool.

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