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writtenjewels · 1 year

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Laser Tag

Kids went running off, laughing as they aimed their plastic weapons at each other. Salim watched them go with a little smile on his face. His own son was running around this arena somewhere. He adjusted the plastic armor he wore and readied the weapon. As he walked he scanned the faces looking for Zain. Every now and then another player would shoot at him before running off again. Salim shook his head in amusement at their retreating figures. He didn't mind being another tally on their score.

Salim turned a corner and found a man about his age crouched on the ground. Salim stared at the man in confusion for a few moments. Suddenly the man took aim and fired; Salim's eyes went wide as the gun registered a hit.

“Impressive,” he remarked. The man glanced his way and flashed a grin. His face was shadowed by a faded gray baseball cap but Salim noted the slope of the man's nose and the shape of his jaw. Not his age at all-- much younger, maybe even ten years younger.

“Get down,” the man told him, and Salim obediently sank down. His new acquaintance popped up to hit another player. “So,” the man resumed, “first time playin'?”

“Yes.” Salim gave a sheepish smile. “My son wanted to come. He's around here somewhere.”

“Kids are hard to keep track of in here,” the other nodded. “You'll meet up when the round's over. I'm Jason, by the way,” he added, holding out his hand.

“Hello. My name is Salim.”

“Salim,” Jason echoed. “What do you think your score is?”

“Bad,” Salim decided, and for some reason this made Jason chuckle. “It really isn't my sort of game,” he defended.

“What's your sort of game, then?”

“I'm not sure. Maybe bowling?” Jason took a moment to let this sink in, then popped out of their spot to add another count to his score. “You're good at this,” Salim observed.

“I could help you not be dead last,” Jason offered.

“All right,” Salim agreed, earning another smile from Jason. It really was a nice look for the younger man.

Jason led Salim out of their spot. Together they made their way through the arena. Jason acted as a shield to take the hits and Salim stepped in behind him to take a shot. The system worked surprisingly well. It was much more fun doing this with someone else, though Salim didn't expect to team up with a total stranger. What was even more unexpected was how well they worked together, how after only about ten minutes they were already in sync. He barely noticed the time going by and was startled when the buzzer went off to signal the end of the round.

“Hell yeah!” Jason pumped a fist into the air. “We kicked ass, Salim!”

“That was fun,” Salim agreed. They exchanged smiles. Now that the lights were up, he could see the younger man's face more clearly. Jason had brown eyes and what hair was visible from under his cap was also brown.

“Let's check out the scores,” Jason suggested. They headed out with the crowd and put away the gear. All the players' names were on display with their scores; Salim found his name near the bottom.

“Well,” he spoke up. “You were right: I wasn't dead last.” He found Zain's name about halfway up the list, and Jason pointed his own name out. “You didn't get the highest score?” Salim gaped in shock.

“Eh, I wasn't in it to win it this round.” Salim felt his heart beat a little faster at that. “You ever play laser tag here again, we can do another team-up,” Jason suggested. Zain approached but Salim felt reluctant to say goodbye to his new friend. “I come here on the weekends with my nephew,” Jason mentioned. “Usually a bigger crowd, so you've got a better chance at not being at the bottom.”

“You're very sure of yourself,” Salim complained. “I may just show you a thing or two.”

“Go right ahead,” Jason smirked back.

[Baba?] Zain's voice drew his attention away from Jason. “Hello,” Zain added to Jason in English.

“Hey,” the other waved. “I just helped your dad not suck at this game.”

“You're a brat,” Salim huffed. “Clearly I should have shot you, too.” Jason's smirk grew a little bigger. Salim felt an answering smile on his own lips.

“I come here on the weekends with my nephew,” Jason mentioned, “in case you wanna try for a better score. Nice meetin' ya,” he added to Zain before walking off.

[What was that about?] Zain wondered once Jason was out of sight.

[What do you mean?] Zain only shook his head. The two headed to their car and drove home.

Salim was already thinking of coming back that weekend.

#jason x salim #jason/salim #jason kolchek x salim othman #jason kolchek #jalim #zain othman #salim othman

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timetraveltodystopia · 2 years

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Enhypen current energies - September Shufflemancy reading

♡ Shufflemancy reading - 04/09/22 Disclaimer: I’m a beginner with tarot and my readings could be correct and could be not. I am still learning so please take everything with a grain of salt. These readings are for fun and for entertainment purposes only <3 This is all alleged. I don’t want to hurt any idol or send them hate.

Heeseung

Winter break - Tiesto, MUNA

Oh, baby I think we both know This is the love that we won't get right Still if you said that you wanted I know I'll always have one more try

Oh my god, so Heeseung is like in like an on-and-off relationship. It feels even toxic because he is like using the partner, well clarifying both are using each other, just for S€X. There is no love. They try to break up but his ex in half an hour is in front of his home waiting for him, yk? They need to figure this out. It's a fwb situation more likely, they know is toxic but they go back to each other.

Jay

No blueberries - DPR IAN, CL, DPR LIVE

I’m just kind of lost I fall from you I’ve been looking down a lot I fall from you I’m falling way too soft I fall from you Now tell me when to stop

This poor is in love and he fall in love hard, the problem is that he saw in his crush that they treat him pretty cold, so he is running away from his feelings. He feels confused because he doesn't know what he did wrong.

Jake

Pumped Up - Klingande

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run, outrun my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run, faster than my bullet

Okay so this man right here is enjoying life with the chaebols kid, with the popular kids, but also he has been thinking how hard it was to have that position and become an idol.

Sunghoon

Side by side - Bewhy

빛이 있는 곳을 향하니 그림자는 내 등을 따르지 넌 있지못해 가만히 유혹은 옆에 나란히

He has been thinking about a crush that he has and he has a bit of hesitation to pursue it or not. Because of saseangs his career could be damaged after a lot of hard work and his doubts had been eating him alive. He feels that Hybe limits him to pursue what he loves.

Jungwon

Love not war - Jason Derulo, Nuka

I know money can't buy, buy, buy your love I guess I didn't try, try hard enough But we could work this like a nine-to-five

Jungwon is having trouble in his relationship but he is trying to fix his mess ups and work on the relationship, (he knows he is wrong and I like he admits it). The way he has been treating his partner is been through gifts but his SO has said enough and they prefer to talk about their problems. Jungwon is very jealous, protective, and flirtatious. He can be possessive too. He needs to learn through communication that gifts don't buy happiness (cuz he thinks it does).

Sunoo

Pretty Old Man - No buses

Your breath blows my hair in this crowded space Stinks all the time cause you're older You smoke everytime You will be critically ill Wish you live longer, longer

He must be seen his grandparents or someone older than him that he admires. This person had a great impact on Sunoo's life. I'm sorry for him but that person when they pass away will live in his heart.

Niki

Learn to fly - Surfaces, Elton John

All the broken people put your hands up high If you lift them up you might just touch the sky All the lonely people put your hands up high If you loosen up you might just learn to fly

I feel so sorry for Niki, he feels lonely in his group and that's the most heartbreaking thing, feels surrounded by people but feels lonely because no one understands him. This must be because he's away from home, Japan, and he's in a difficult culture.

This changes over time. Everyone has free will and vibrations change. Hope you like this reading <3

#enhypen tarot #kpop tarot #kpop readings #enhypen shufflemancy #shufflemancy reading #shufflemancy #shuffle #jake tarot #jay tarot #heeseung tarot #sunghoon tarot #niki tarot #sunoo tarot #jungwon tarot

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x-heesy · 4 months

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𝙳𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜:

Robert's got a quick hand

He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plans

He's got a rolled cigarette

Hangin' out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid

Yeah, found a six-shooter gun

Yeah, in his dad's closet, oh, in a box of fun things

I don't even know what

But he's comin' for you, yeah, he's coming for you

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet

Daddy works a long day

He be comin' home late, he's coming home late

And he's bringing me a surprise

'Cause the dinner's in the kitchen, and it's packed on ice

I've waited for a long time

Yeah, the slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger

I reason with my cigarette

And say "your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits", yeah

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet, yeah @frenchpsychiatrymuderedmycnut

PUMPED UP KICKS by 3TEETH

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snakies-sideblog · 30 days

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Video description: An edit of Kuroshitsuji showing some major to minor deaths in order as they're shown. The edit starts off with clips from the anime and then transitions to manga panels for deaths, not yet animated. The song in the background is "Pumped Up Kicks" by Foster the People. It skips the intro and jumps right into the lyrics, which you'll find below.

Lyrics:

Robert's got a quick hand

He'll look around the room, but won't tell you his plan

He's got a rolled cigarette

Hanging out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid, yeah

He found a six-shooter gun

In his dad's closet, and with a box of fun things

I don't even know what

But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run faster than my bullet

Daddy works a long day

He'd be coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late

And he's bringing me a surprise

'Cause dinner's in the kitchen, and it's packed in ice

I've waited for a long time

Yeah, the sleight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger

I reason with my cigarette

Then say, "Your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah"

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run faster than my bullet

Run, run, run, run

R-r-r-run, run, run, run

R-r-r-run

Run, run

Run, run, run

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run faster than my bullet.

#kuroshitsuji anime #kuroshitsuji manga #tw character death #tw blood

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cushnchefmonkeyshowblog · 1 year

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All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run better run out run my gun

#bfb teardrop #bfb ice cube

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benee-bby · 1 year

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Pumped up kicks analysis

tw: gun violence and overall topic

Robert's got a quick hand He'll look around the room, but won't tell you his plan He's got a rolled cigarette Hanging out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid, yeah

He found a six-shooter gun In his dad's closet, and with a box of fun things I don't even know what But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run outrun my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run faster than my bullet

Daddy works a long day He'd be coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late And he's bringing me a surprise 'Cause dinner's in the kitchen, and it's packed in ice

I've waited for a long time Yeah, the sleight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger I reason with my cigarette Then say, "Your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah"

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run outrun my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run faster than my bullet

Run, run, run, run R-r-r-run, run, run, run R-r-r-run, run, run, run R-r-r-run Run, run Run, run, run

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run outrun my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run faster than my bullet

Note:

Most people would listen and/or read the lyrics of this song and believe that it's promoting school shootings and gun violence, but that's not the case.

The song is meant to bring awareness to what can cause school shootings and gun violence to help people to make a change to stop it. Lyrics like "He. found a six-shooter gun in his dad's closet" tell that. sometimes kids find guns in places like that, which. eventually could lead to a school shooting. But, by putting in lyrics like that it brings awareness to situations like that, so parents can be more mindful to keep their gun and weaponry out of reach from children( such as keeping them in a safe). It's also to help bring awareness to the mental health of children and teens.

#song meanings #foster the people #pumped up kicks #gun violence

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multianime · 1 year

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Top 5 Song Associations - Denki Kaminari

Best Day of my Life - American Authors

I had a dream so big and loud I jumped so high I touched the clouds. Wo-o-o-o-o-oh, wo-o-o-o-o-oh. I stretched my hands out to the sky. We danced with monsters through the night. Wo-o-o-o-o-oh, wo-o-o-o-o-oh. I'm never gonna look back, whoa. I'm never gonna give it up, no. Please don't wake me now (two, three, four). This is gonna be the best day of my life. My li-i-i-i-i-ife, this is gonna be the best day of my life. My li-i-i-i-i-ife.

Thumbs - Sabrina Carpenter

Don't believe everything that you hear let it go through your left and right ear. Don't just march to the beat of that drum don't be one of them people just twiddlin' them thumbs. 'Cause that's just the way of the world (way of the world). It never ends till the end, and then you start again. That's just the way of the world, that's just the way of the worldAnd so, they keep on twiddlin' them thumbs (keep on). Skiddly-dee-da-dum (skiddly-dee-da-dum). They gonna keep on twiddlin' them thumbs. Skiddly-dee-da-dum-dum (Woo-oo, woo-oo).. And so, they keep on twiddlin' them thumbs (keep on, keep on).

Pumped Up Kicks - Foster the People

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run, better run outrun my gun. All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run, better run faster than my bulletAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks. You better run, better run outrun my gun. All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run, better run faster than my bullet. Daddy works a long day he'd be coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late. And he's bringing me a surprise 'cause dinner's in the kitchen, and it's packed in ice.

Everybody Talks - Neon Trees

Hey honey, you could be my drug you could be my new prescription. Too much could be an overdose all this trash talk make me itchin'. Oh my, my shit everybody talks, everybody talks. Everybody talks, too much, It started with a whisper. And that was when I kissed her and then she made my lips hurt. I could hear the chit chat take me to your love shack. Mama's always gotta back track when everybody talks back. Never thought I'd live to see the day when everybody's words got in the way.

Finally Free - Joshua Bassett

Breakin' away from the broken hearts no more mistakes, no more empty starts. I'm finally, finally free, finally, finally. New state of mind on the interstate nobody takin' my life away I'm finally, finally free, finally, finally me. Buildin' out from the bottom now there's no way to go but up. And I'm not gonna stop 'til I get enough. And I'm going down a road that I don't know yeah, I let it take me anywhere but home. Breakin' away from the broken hearts no more mistakes, no more empty starts. I'm finally, finally free, finally, finally new state of mind on the interstate. Nobody takin' my life away. I'm finally, finally free, finally, finally me, finally me.

#about denki

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omgchristinaredford-blog · 2 years

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All the other kids ; with the pumped up kicks - you better run daddy run : faster than my bullet - outrun my bullet ☆☆☆☆☆ ... ... ... 🤔 out run my gun 》》》》》... ::: ... ... ... 》》 run daddy run ☆ 💋😎💣... 🤮🙏🖤🤬😠😡🦎👀🥸🎵🎶🤔😭💘: ♡♡♡

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- Foster The People

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•• ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆》》》《《《☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ ••|

Robert's got a quick hand

He'll look around the room, but won't tell you his plan

He's got a rolled cigarette

Hanging out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid, yeah

He found a six-shooter gun

In his dad's closet, and with a box of fun things

I don't even know what

But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run

Outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run

Faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run

Outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run

Faster than my bullet

Daddy works a long day

He'd be coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late

And he's bringing me a surprise

'Cause dinner's in the kitchen, and it's packed in ice

I've waited for a long time

Yeah, the sleight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger

I reason with my cigarette

Then say, "your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah"

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run

Outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run

Faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run

Outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run

Faster than my bullet

Run, run, run, run

R-r-r-run, run, run, run

R-r-r-run

Run, run

Run, run, run

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run

Outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run

Faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run

Outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run

Faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run

Outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run

Faster than my bullet

08.18.22 -> 12:12:b/f->;"am"[(pm)]}-]:->(.):]~}. ♡

#david duchovny #festival #93x fest 2022 #love david duchovny #kisses #survive the outdoors #fbi #93X #93x Rocks

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xdollxhousex-a · 3 years

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Lyric Starter for @bemuseing for Kunikida

Mochi was perched on top of a flattened, red pillar. Most didn’t seem to realize the pillar itself was made of his own blood. He had picked an odd location to do this, outside of a ranger station. Of course he had no idea where he was, for he had only just woken up, confused and alone. Adept hearing picked up easily on footsteps approaching,

“I don’t wanna go to sleep,” his fingers typed on the tablet he held in his hand. His only way of communicating. “In all my dreams I drown...”

#bemuseing #{{fell down the wrong rabbit hole;; mochi;; v3}}#{{all the other kids with the pumped up kicks better run;; out run my gun;; mochi}}

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zprite-x · 3 years

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a follow up

(I found a gun!)

#all the other kids with the pumped up kicks better run #better run #out run my gun #ALLL THEE OTHER KIDS WITH THE-

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xdollxhousex · 2 years

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1, 6, 10, 15

@cosmoscourge || Dinner Party Ruiners || ACCEPTING

1. What is the proper balance of pragmatism and compassion for your friends when choosing who remains on your team?

“The proper balance is making sure you aren’t actively using pokemon you know are going to get killed and making sure you’re not solely relying on the power of friendship or whatever. Trust me, its not easy to make the decision to boot someone. But when you’re in a region like Aevium, facing what I faced, you make the hard decisions and you make them quickly. A team member gets injured severely, and can’t keep up because of it? I love them but they have to stay on the bench to be safe now. I’ve lost good teammates because I thought that since they were my pokemon, we were invincible. That’s not how the world works.

Strong pokemon will die just as a fast as weak pokemon. Someone will always take advantage of the slightest edge. Friendship isn’t always going to be some magical force that saves the day. Sure it can help you and your pokemon keep fighting, but it never guarantees that you’re going to win. Trusting to hard on “the power of friendship” is exactly what got me dropped in fucking lava.”

6. Ten-year-olds have been known to take down evil teams, and to take on many adult responsibilities. Should we push back the legal age at which a child becomes an adult?

“No. Absolutely not. A ten year old isn’t grown up enough to be considered an adult whether they have the strength to take on full evil teams or handle an adult’s job better than whatever pathetic adult they took it from. People might find this disagreeable, but we need to stop treating kids like they’re incapable of doing anything well. I’ve met some kids in my life who could literally kick my ass in a fight.

In fact I got my ass kicked by a 14 year old little shit stain once. Kids aren’t exactly the talentless useless little babies everyone acts like they are? Kids can handle so many things so much better than so many of us tragic fucking adults. That being said it doesn’t mean they should be handling adult level responsibilities. Cause you know what the ability to handle chaos is? Its a trauma response. Maybe instead of getting kids a god damn government position, we should get them some therapy?”

10. Trainers have grown so powerful that they can singlehandedly defeat the likes of Legendaries. How much power should a single Trainer be allowed to have?

“Guess that depends on what they’re using it for? Its a little hard to just. Limit someone’s power. Odds are if someone can single handedly take down a Legendary pokemon, they don’t need their full team to do it. Even then, how do you stop people with inherent abilities like mine? Can’t exactly prevent a psychic from being psychic, or a deadman from being a deadman.

Maybe instead of asking how much power someone should be allowed to have, you start asking how we handle those who have that much power. Especially the one’s who come off really sweet and kind with a heart of gold. Those are the ones you need to watch out for the most. Given how Spirit proved that those kinds of people can be the worst kinds of villains.”

15. In some countries, civilians are allowed to have Pokémon, but not to have guns. Is possession of a gun or possession of a Pokémon more dangerous?

“That’s so....stupid? No really that’s a stupid thing to try and compare? Both guns and pokemon are capable of killing a massive amount of people in a short amount of time. They’re both the same level of dangerous really. Granted I don’t know maybe I just have my foot in my mouth given I, without a gun or a pokemon, could kill hundreds of people in mere minutes.

Seriously though why was this a question? Why is this even something that people compare??”

#{{r/ tales from tech support;; asks}}#{{all the other kids with their pumped up kicks better run;; out run my gun;; ic}}#{{come gather round we're slicing him open;; about}}

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monzterzack · 2 years

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All the other kids with the pump up kicks

Better run better run

OUT RUN MY GUN!!

#jinx #jinx arcane #arcane #league of legends #my art

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absolutepokemontrash · 3 years

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MC is Half Demon and They Look Awfully Familiar

(Underground Tomb edition!)

Hello friends and degenerate sinners, this is basically a mini headcanon set for Luci’s kid!MC about how the incident with Luke and the Grimoire would go down in this AU to tide you all over until Part 3 comes out! Enjoy!

It was a normal night in the good ol’ HOL... Lucifer was doing paperwork at an ungodly hour of the night, Beel was in the kitchen, and Mammon was screaming and running for dear life. Ah... sweet normalcy.

The custard incident remained the same, MC got force-fed custard and Beel threw a truly fantastic hunger tantrum that culminated in the wall connecting to MC’s room collapsing.

Cue lecture from Luci-father.

“I am very disappointed in you three.” Lucifer rubbed his temples as MC, Beel, and Mammon awkwardly stood in his room. Mammon of course, was trying to avoid the death glares MC was giving him. Poor bastard.

“Especially you two, MC and Beel.”

“Whuh?!” Mammon sputtered. “What about me?!”

“I expect this from you. These two on the other hand,” Lucifer raised an eyebrow at MC who was awkwardly trying to suppress a laugh at Mammon’s aghast expression. “Should know not to act like this.”

“We’re *snrk* sorry, father,” MC paused to try and muscle through a giggle. “It won’t happen again.”

“He ate my custard...” Beel pouted.

“So, MC won’t be able to use their room anymore due to the wall... collapsing.” Lucifer gave Beel a pointed glare.

Mammon smirked, and if he were sitting on a couch, we would have leaned back and kicked his feet up. “Well, obviously since I’m a kind and generous soul I’ll open up my room for poor MC to stay in. My babysittin’ rates are quite high though-”

“BABYSITTING?!” MC snarled, giving Mammon a death glare that could probably kill lesser demons.

Lucifer felt a twinge of pride upon seeing his child give someone his signature bone-chilling glare, if he weren’t supposed to be disappointed he would have given MC a pat on the head and let them hang Mammon from the ceiling.

“Uh- heh- MC, I’m your favourite uncle! Me babysittin’ ya should be an honour!” Mammon was sweating bullets and desperately looking to Beel for help.

“Levi is rapidly approaching favourite uncle status.” MC crossed their arms and huffed.

“Levi?! Wait- does that mean I was your favourite-”

Lucifer was almost tempted to stick MC in Mammon’s room just to have MC punish Mammon so he could get some sleep, tragically, his common sense won out. “MC will be staying with Beel. He has an extra bed in his room after all.”

MC looked over at Beel and smiled. “Could be worse, right? I’ll replace the custard.”

Beel’s smile upon hearing the last part could have lit up the entire Devildom. What a sweetie.

MC still chilled in Beel’s room. They finally got to ask more questions about Belphie, and Beel is more inclined to share what’s up because MC is his big bro’s kid after all!

Because of MC’s half demon-ness, they hadn’t met Belphie at that point in the story unlike in canon. They were just curious about their missing uncle. They ALSO already knew what Belphie looks like because Lucifer gave them an in depth tour of everything and he pointed out all the portraits.

MC, being the sadistic sweetheart they are, went out and bought themselves and Beel replacement custard. MC made sure to eat it right in front of Mammon.

But my oh my, who was texting them? *gasp!* Luke!

MC obviously let their little angel buddy into the house (Luke did not know about MC’s parental situation at that point, keep that in mind). Luke was fun to tease a little after all! And it was nice to have another kid around, but MC would never admit it.

Since MC had literally no reason to be afraid of their dear old dad, they went right up to him and asked him if Luke could stay over. No fear.

“Father?” MC leaned on the doorway to the backyard, Lucifer was playing fetch with Cerberus. MC had never seen someone play fetch so robotically.

“Yes, MC?” Cerberus’ middle head dropped a slobber covered squeaky toy into Lucifer’s gloved hand, the other two heads snapped at the middle one.

“Can I have a friend over?” MC asked, trotting over to give Cerberus some pets. On the first day the dog had tried to eat them, but after giving him some much tastier bacon treats, Cerberus was sweet as pie. Murderous and dangerous pie, that is.

“Do I know this friend?”

“Yes, it’s Luke. Can he stay over?”

Lucifer wrinkled his nose and rolled his eyes. “Cerberus is right here, you have access to a dog. Why on earth would you bring the chihuahua over?”

MC snorted and gave Cerberus’ right head some scratches behind the ears. “He’s not a chihuahua all the time, come on, it’s for the good of the exchange program!”

The two had a stare down for a little while, and to his absolute horror, Lucifer felt his resolve cracking. This child of his was too adorable for their own good. “Fine, MC.”

“Yes!” MC fist pumped as Cerberus’ middle and left heads tried to join in on the ear scritches.

“But note,” Lucifer continued. “I expect a full report to give to Lord Diavolo on this whole experience.”

MC frowned and debated sticking their tongue out at their father, they decided against it. “A paper? On a sleepover? Really?”

“Yes. Really.” Lucifer gave MC a flick on the nose. “Like you said, it has to do with the exchange program. Now go make sure the chihuahua doesn’t die and leave you with a mess to clean up.”

The look of complete terror Luke gave MC when they told him that Lucifer said he could stay over was completely worth the paper they were going to have to write.

“What?! You weren’t supposed to tell him I’m here!”

“He said you could stay.”

“Why?! Oh no... did he demand your soul as payment or something?! MC! You shouldn’t have put yourself in that nasty demon’s debt! Don’t worry, I’ll get your soul back somehow.”

MC should have been offended... but they weren’t. I mean, could you stay mad at Luke when he just offered to fight arguably the second most powerful demon in the Devildom to get your soul back?

Now that Luke’s presence in the house was known to everyone, the challenge was no longer keeping Luke hidden, it was making sure Luke didn’t say anything that would get him killed and making sure none of the demon bros made Luke cry.

Mammon was the main culprit of the teasing because Lucifer actually had better things to do. And he had a (totally not a) date with Diavolo so he’d be back late and wouldn’t be home to tease the chihuahua.

Mammon’s status as favourite uncle was hanging by a thread by the end of the first day.

Asmo thought Luke was positively adorable and also very annoying. He offered to paint MC and Luke’s nails. Luke declined, but MC was all for it. (Their cuticles were a MESS by the way, they needed the manicure.)

Luke’s nails were painted gold to match the gold on his outfit! Asmo was quite proud of his work, and was very offended when he was not allowed to try and braid Luke’s hair.

“It looks so soft!”

“You’re not allowed to touch my hair, demon!”

Satan still disliked MC on the basis that they were just a mini-Lucifer and hung out in his room or the library to avoid them and Luke.

It was incredibly annoying when Luke and MC burst into the library to look for cookbooks and treat recipes after Luke told MC about his baking endeavours. Satan debated ordering a pair of ear plugs on Akuzon...

Or perhaps a laser gun...

Both would make him stop hearing the children’s grating voices.

“You two, be quiet.”

“We haven’t spoken since we got in here...”

“You’re breathing too loud.”

Beel remained the only brother who was actually decent to Luke, they all played Go Fish in Beel’s room.

Levi was in his room playing his new video game just like in canon, but he could hear Luke and MC running around outside his room.

He was fully prepared to do that introvert thing where you stay in your room until you hear someone say goodbye to the guest.

Levi’s eyes were glued to his computer screen, just eight more skeleton monsters to kill and he’d get the achievement! His attention crumbled the moment he heard the dreaded sound of...

Guests...

“Hey MC! Whose room is this?”

The sound of a door opening and closing down the hall caused Levi to jump in his seat. Oh no... his worst fears were realized! There was another person in the house!

“That’s Asmodeus’ room. Luke you shouldn’t go around opening everyone’s doors-”

The sound of another door opening and shutting made Levi pause his game and look at Henry 2.0 for help. Maybe if he jumped into the tank and wrapped himself in his tail he’d camouflage into his surroundings...

BAM!

AAAAA! Not enough time! The guest was drawing nearer... he was going to have to... *barf*... SOCIALIZE!

“How about this room?”

Levi braced himself for the incoming social contact... Fs in the chat everyone...

“We shouldn’t bother Levi, let’s do something else.”

HAJEKDJSJSJSJD- BEEL! BEEL JUST SAVED LEVI’S LIFE!

The poor third born slumped back in his seat, the awfulness of socialization avoided. He uh... hadn’t actually left his room in maybe three days... maybe he should actually go outside... enjoy the nonexistent sunlight, y’know?

...nah. Levi went back to his game.

Since the kitchen was broken, Beel, MC, and Luke went out and get AkuDonald’s. They were all out of the toy that Luke and MC wanted so that trip was a disaster! A disaster I say!

Just the image of Beel happily chomping on his eighth burger while Luke and MC angrily pick at their fries makes me want to laugh.

Now the question you’re all waiting for, did Lucifer try and kill Luke and Beel and then MC for trying to take the Grimoire?

N O

“Whose room is behind that door?” Luke pointed to the door to the attic staircase.

MC shrugged and hit their knuckles against the door a few times. “It’s just the door to the attic. My uh- Lucifer said not to go up there because it’s just full of old junk.”

Normally MC would scoff at the idea of being told what not to do and do it out of spite, but MC was a child, and like most children, they hated scary attics. They hadn’t even attempted to open the door in the month they had lived in the house.

“Hm, maybe he’s hiding something...” Luke puffed out his cheeks and knocked on the door. When met with no answer, Luke turned the doorknob. The door creaked open, and the two peeked inside.

A tall spiral staircase greeted them as they tentatively stepped inside. Not so-good Lord, the room was freezing, but it didn’t seem to bother Luke as he walked further into the room.

“What do you think’s up there?” Luke asked, craning his neck to try and get a look at what could be at the top of the stairs.

MC shuddered and crossed their arms. “Like Lucifer said, junk. Nothing important.”

There was a tingling feeling at the base of MC’s neck, their hand flew to the spot only to find nothing, but the uneasiness didn’t cease. Something was very... very off. A shudder creeped up their spine as Luke stepped closer to the staircase.

“Come on,” Luke tutted, placing a hand on the railing. “Demons are known liars!”

Luke was quite difficult to be friends with sometimes, MC had to admit.

With every step Luke took up the stairs, the sense of dread brewing in MC’s gut grew, but they remained rooted to the spot, it was almost like something was physically stopping them from getting closer to those stairs.

Luke stopped on the sixth step and craned his neck to look up again. “Hello?” He called out.

His little voice echoed up the staircase, he was met with no reply for a moment, until a massive shudder wracked both his and MC’s spines.

“Hello.” A voice replied.

Quick as lightning MC dove forward, taking three steps up the stairs despite what felt like electric shocks stabbing into their skin, and yanked Luke back down the stairs and out the door, closing it behind them. MC heard a lazy, carefree chuckle reverberate through their head, and a message that only MC could hear.

“Leaving so soon, Lucifer?”

...

Spooky right?

Anyway- back to Luke and MC being idiots together.

They headed back to Beel’s room to watch some Devildom kid shows, I assume Tom and Jerry just played on repeat.

Luke explained the reason he ran away from Purgatory Hall, and MC legitimately debated whether or not they should throw Luke out of the nearest window for all the jabs he was taking at demons.

“Simeon was going to go out for tea with Diavolo! He even said that I could ask Barbatos to instruct me on the finer points of baking!”

“What’s so bad about that?”

“They’re demons, MC! Simeon and I are angels from the Celestial Realm! We shouldn’t be consorting with demons.”

Once again, bless Beel and his lack of murderous rage when it came to anything other than food.

“MC, Lucifer would be upset if you broke a window.”

“What’s he talking about?”

“Nothing Luke, nothing you need to worry about.”

Don’t worry, no angels were harmed during the visit.

On day two of the extended sleepover, Luke and MC decided to go running around the house again.

“And this is the basement.” MC put their hands on their hips and kissed their teeth as they looked around the Underground tomb. “Perfectly creepy.”

Luke shuddered. “Is this house nothing but one creepy room after another..?”

MC smiled and stuck out their tongue. Their fear of the attic did not extend to the underground tomb. Not that they were actually afraid of the attic or anything...

“Why? You scared some big monster is gonna getcha?” MC teased.

“No!” Luke gasped. “I’m not scared!”

MC began to walk backwards into the darker depths of the tomb, their teasing tone echoing off of the walls. “Then come on! Don’t be chicken!”

Luke looked back and forth from the door out of there, to the rapidly disappearing figure of MC, he rushed after MC.

“I’m not scared of some dark basement.” Luke huffed.

“Why not~?” MC snickered. “There could be ghosts down here... tortured souls of those who were damned to Hell for all eternity~!”

MC swiped Luke’s hat and placed it on their head, Luke jumped at the sudden contact and began to try and get the hat back from MC.

“Stop trying to scare me!” Luke yapped, MC laughed and began to jog deeper into the tomb.

“Maybe there’s a monster that eats chihuahuas down here too! Who knows!” MC twirled the hat with their fingers and ran a little faster when Luke ran after them.

“I AM NOT A CHIHUAHUA!”

Sure, maybe it wasn’t the best course of action to tease and scare one’s friend instead of telling them what they said earlier was mean, but MC wasn’t the best at decision making.

When MC reached a dead end, they stopped and looked around, Luke crashed right into them. He managed to swipe his hat back from a now disinterested MC.

MC’s gaze landed on a book being held up by a statue, they padded over and looked up at it.

“Luke, do you know what that is?” MC asked, turning to look at their now very miffed friend.

“The... book? I don’t know.”

Truthfully, MC didn’t know either. During their first tour of the house, Mammon had interrupted the Underground tomb segment and Lucifer had to cut the tour short.

“It’s uh...” MC pursed their lips and tried to think of a convincing lie. “A spell book. Lucifer told me that it makes your magic really really strong, so he stuck it down here to hide it from Solomon.”

“Did I now?”

MC and Luke screamed and whirled around, there stood Lucifer himself, not looking terribly pleased with the two of them.

“MC, care to explain why you and the angel are so close to the Grimoire?” Lucifer’s words were icily calm, and MC knew that meant if they didn’t come up with a good explanation they’d be in big trouble.

“W-we were just playing down here...” MC trailed off, looking to Luke for some kind of backup before realizing what a stupid idea that was.

“Y-yeah! We were just-”

Lucifer stuck his thumb over his shoulder and glowered at the two. “Out.”

“Yes sir.” Luke and MC mumbled as they stepped away from the Grimoire, Lucifer relaxed slightly as the two walked past him and down the hall.

When the two got back up to Beel’s room, Luke suddenly gasped and turned to MC.

“You said it was a spell book!”

After that, MC got the feeling that Luke was no longer welcome in the house. What was the big deal about almost touching the Grimoire anyway? It could only override pacts and control demons-

Oh.

Balls.

Simeon got called to pick up Luke and before the two of them left MC assured Luke that he could come over and hang out anytime as long as he texted first.

Beel said Luke could come over and bake when the kitchen was fixed, poor Beel would have to do without Luke’s baked goods for a little while longer.

MC rested their chin on the coffee table they were kneeling in front of, stewing in annoyance. Their unfinished homework was practically mocking them, but the Demonology textbook was not what had them in their funk.

“MC, do your homework.” Lucifer said from the living room couch, he was comparing his phone to notes in a binder that was placed on his lap.

A grunt from MC caused him to raise an eyebrow. Their grasp on demonic language had improved, but Lucifer did not approve of them using their new skill to sass him.

“MC.” Lucifer chided, MC turned to look at him with a deadpan expression. “If there’s something wrong, either tell me, or do your work without complaining.”

MC turned back to their homework and tapped their pencil against the textbook, before puffing out their cheek and turning back to Lucifer.

“What’s in the attic?”

For the briefest of moments, Lucifer froze, he forcibly relaxed and went back to his work.

“Junk.” Lucifer replied. “Did you try and go up there?”

MC shook their head. “No, I went into the staircase room, but not up the stairs.”

Lucifer’s eyes flashed, he then took a deep breath and looked at MC. “Good, there’s nothing of interest up there anyway. If you did go up there you might break something or hurt yourself.”

“Okay.” MC sighed, trying to push the voice from the attic out of their mind. “What about the Grimoire? Why is it down in the tomb?”

Lucifer could feel his patience growing thinner and thinner with every question. “So it doesn’t fall into the wrong hands.”

“Why not just destroy it?” MC asked, their question wasn’t meant to be taken as an insult or be malicious, it was just legitimate curiosity. “Wouldn’t that be safer?”

The first born hesitated before he answered. He looked over MC, before shaking his head. “...I’ll tell you when you’re older.”

MC’s eyes narrowed, but they went back to their work all the same. It would be about ten minutes of quiet before MC spoke up again.

“When Belphegor gets back from the human world, you’re going to have a lot of explaining to do, huh?”

Lucifer’s eyes snapped up to look at MC, who still had their back turned to him as they scribbled notes from the textbook. His grip on his DDD tightened as he replied.

“Why do you say that, MC?”

MC didn’t seem to register their father’s clipped tone, and shrugged. “Beel said that he isn’t answering his texts or calls, and when he sent up a letter Belphegor didn’t respond to that either.”

“The life of an exchange student is a busy one, as you can see.” Lucifer forcibly injected his last bit of remaining calmness into his words as he gestured at MC’s homework. MC laughed at that.

“Yeah well, I still make time to call my friends and ren back up in the human world.” MC giggled. “And I’m sure those text notifications about his older brother discovering that he has a child would make him pick up the phone.”

“Belphegor might have a much larger workload.” Lucifer retorted, trying to keep himself from snapping at MC.

“But still, you’d think he’d call his-”

“MC-” Lucifer snarled, MC whirled around, the fear and shock in their eyes caused anything Lucifer was going to say to die in his throat.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds, before Lucifer took another deep breath and turned back to his work.

“Not right now, MC,” Lucifer whispered. “I’m working.”

...

To be continued...

#Obey me #Obey me!#obey me shall we date #obey me! shall we date?#obey me headcanons #obey me! headcanons #Obey me MC #Obey me Lucifer #Obey me Asmodeus #Obey me Satan #Lucifer’s Kid #Obey me Beelzebub #Obey me Mammon #Obey me Belphegor #Obey me Leviathan #Obey me Luke #when I say to be continued- I mean more diverging from canon #I have a feeling the lovely London family trip went smoothly... totally

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Inside, outisde

Pairing: 10k x reader, Addy Carver sister!reader

Warnings: Blood, swearing

Chapter: 1.02

Slowly, you open your eyes, feeling the sweat sticking to your clothes as your eyes adjust to daylight. Groaning, you looked up to see 10k standing next to you. He was keeping watch with his hand wrapped securely around his gun.

Leaning forward, you noticed the cars had stopped moving. "What’s going on?"

"Ohh she finally wakes," Addy teases. "Warren has run out of gas."

As you jumped out the back of the truck, Mack motioned for you to get back. "Heads up," he pointed to the left. "We got company."

The group waited in silence as two men on motorbikes approached.

"That's right," Warren said quietly as she stared at them as they rode past. "Keep rolling and we all live to see another day."

The men started revving their engines before speeding off. Your eyes stayed glued to Casandra, who was trying to stay completely out of sight of them. You weren’t sure why, but something about that was off.

"We ran over some fun stuff," Doc chuckled, before Warren stabbed the z that was trapped underneath the wheel of her.

Warren turned and looked back at the town your group was leaving. "Even after all this, it's still beautiful. Take a good look. Might not be back for a while."

Addy let out a deep sigh, "so long New York. See ya in the next life."

—

Addy continued to take pictures and videos of the dead to document what was happening, while Warren and Garnet tried to figure out the group's next move.

You began scavenging for anything that could be useful in old cars. It was sad seeing all the belongings left behind, knowing all the owners were dead. You just hoped that somebody had granted them mercy. You felt slightly distracted from the task at hand when you overheard the conversation next to you.

"So what's your name, kid?"

"Ten Thousand."

"That is not a name," Doc laughed before pointing towards you. "It's a number. It’s almost as mad as her name."

"It's my name. I made it up myself."

Doc nodded, "Well I suppose you'd have to. Does it mean anything?"

10k just shrugged, "That's how many zombies I'm going to kill."

"How many have you killed?" You asked while looking through a kid's backpack.

"Already on 1,055."

Wow. That was impressive.

"So what happens when you get to 10,000?"

"Change my name."

For the short time that you’ve known him, 10k didn’t tend to speak much. His answers were usually short, and you got the impression he didn’t want to get too close to anyone.

"To what? Twenty thousand?" The older man laughed.

"Jeff."

Doc pulled a funny facial expression at you. Why Jeff? You wanted to know what his real name was, but decided against asking him at that moment. You were sure he wouldn’t appreciate any more questions.

You smiled at 10k, "I like that name."

Warren stepped down from the car roof she was standing on. She looked worried. "Where did everybody go? I haven't seen a survivor except for those two bikers."

"Black Summer," You eyed Cassandra carefully as she spoke, "Everybody starved to death."

"But you survived." You and Addy shared a look, "how did you survive?"

"Did what I had to do," Cassandra answered bluntly.

Frowning, you handed the bag with bottles of water you found to Mack before heading in the other direction to look some more. After a few moments, you heard a commotion, followed by a voice you didn’t recognize. You readied your bow and arrow as you walked back towards your group. One of the scruffy looking bikers from before was standing between Garnet and Warren. "I see you're scrounging for gas. You know, like we used to say, ass, gas or grass."

Murphy looked the man up and down, "Nobody rides for free."

The stranger looked smug, "I know where you could fill up."

"Now would be the time to share that information," Warren said, stepping closer to him.

"Place called Jersey Devil Refinery, maybe five miles off, just off the turnpike."

"How do you know there's gas there?" You asked, unsure whether to believe him or not.

"Got overrun day number one," he answered in a matter-of-fact tone. "All the tanks are still full, just rusting away."

"All right, take us to this refinery," Warren replied. "And if there's gas there like you say, you can ride with us to the next outpost."

The man grinned, "you won't be sorry."

Garnett looked unsure but went along with it anyway. "Let's get out of here. I'll be riding with Warren and a new guy. Everybody else load up in the truck."

Murphy groaned. "So are we just gonna pick up every sketchy loser at every place we stop?"

You scoffed, "well we brought you along, didn't we?"

Once you got into the back of the trunk, 10k leaned in to you and whispered. "You don’t trust him, do you?"

"There’s a lot of people here I don’t trust."

—

When you reached your destination, Murphy scrunched up his face as Addy parked the car.. "What’s that smell?"

"The undead and gasoline."

The group discussed the best way to draw the Z’s attention away from the pump that was drawing them in. Eventually, Cassandra pulled out a necklace that had a music box built inside it.

"That's great," Warren nodded. "You're our decoy."

"I'll go with her," the sketchy guy said.

"I’ll come too," you volunteered. Your gut instinct was telling you to not trust the two of them together.

Cassandra glared at you. "I don't need his help, or hers."

"No, you need cover. Take them." Warren paused and looked around before letting out a deep sigh. "Where'd that kid go?"

"He was here a minute ago," Doc said with a shrug.

You added, "His name is Ten Thousand."

"Well, he'd better be back by the time we're ready to go," the older woman frowned. "Change of plan. Astra, I need you to stay here with Doc, and Murphy." You opened your mouth to protest, but Warren cut you off. "No arguments."

—

"Wonder how it's going?" Doc asked. "I haven't heard anything blow up."

"Yet."

You kicked Murphy lightly in the thigh for his insensitive answer. "Don’t be such a negative jackass."

After watching Murphy and Doc play cards for a while, you turn to face the ‘saviour’ of the world. "How'd you get to be the savior of the human race?"

He let out a grunt, "you really wanna know?"

"Yeah."

"Truth is for a guy who's been wrongly convicted, I'm actually very civic-minded. I volunteered."

"So the doctors gave you the vaccine, and then they let the zombies bite you?" He nodded. You didn’t like him, but nobody deserves to have that happen to him. "How many times?"

"Eight."

You sighed, "I’m sorry that happened to you. It must have been awful."

He shrugged, "I blacked out."

"Shut up, you two," Doc said quietly. "We have some nosey neighbors."

As soon as you noticed the group of zombies that were starting to walk past the truck, you shuffled down in your seat, but Murphy started frantically yelling. "Call the others! Get us out of here!"

"Stop yelling." You frowned, "you're attracting them to us."

"Astra, keep him inside," Doc instructed you. "I’m going to draw them away."

"Wait, it’s too dangerous to go out there yourself!" You pointed out, "I’ll come with you."

The older man shook his head. "He might be our last chance. Whatever happens, keep him alive."

You watched as Doc disappeared into the crowd of Z’s. You just hoped he would come back.

—

You tried to try and calm Murphy, who was panicking loudly. The occasional zombie would bang into the car, but as long as you stayed out of sight and quiet they would hopefully pass by.

"Get us out of here!" Murphy yelled as the car began to move slightly.

"Stop being so loud, you're attracting them."

When a Z managed to get its finger through a crack in one of the windows, you leaped forward and cut its finger off, causing blood to spray onto the seats, and Murphy to be even louder.

Oh fuck. We are screwed.

In the distance, you could hear Doc shouting. "Ten thousand! Cover the car! Murphy and Astra are trapped inside."

Gunshots filled the air as the dead began to fall to the ground. You let out a sigh of relief. 10k, and Doc had your back.

"Hey, it's going!" you exclaimed, only to be cut off by the so-called saviour, who shoved you to the side and jumped into the driver's seat. You jolted back when he slammed his foot down. "Where the hell are we going!"

Losing control of the car, Murphy crashed into a wall. You let out a scream as you felt something cutting into your skin, before blood began dripping from your hand. "You stupid son of a bitch! You almost got me killed!"

The door to the truck swung open as Warren helped you out. You were vaguely aware of somebody helping Murphy to get away as well. You knew from the snarling noises coming from behind that the Z’s weren’t far behind. You made it back to the others just in time, as the truck you were just in exploded. At least it’s taken out some of the dead.

Warren raised her hand for everyone to be quiet. There was a ringing noise coming from a phone box. Garnett, who was the closest, answered it.

"Sergeant Charlie Garnett," he paused before continuing. "Please tell us where to drop him off - California? Hold on - That's not gonna happen," he turned back to face the group. "We need to go somewhere closer."

"Closer?" You asked questions.

What in the world have you gotten yourself into?

Shaking your head, you turned to face the other way. "Oh shit. Dead, coming right at us."

Addy and Mac held off the dead while the rest of you ran towards the only vehicle your group had left. "Wait, we can’t leave. We aren’t all here."

Doc looked around worried until he spotted 10k running. "Wait! Here comes the kid!"

"Found these."

You smiled as he handed Warren the small gas tanks he’d found.

As the group rode off, 10k’s smile fell from his face, and was quickly replaced by a frown. "What happened to you?"

You glared at Murphy. "I cut my hand with my blade when we crashed. I have some bandages in my bag, I’ll be fine."

Without saying anything, 10k began rummaging in your backpack and pulled out a first aid kit. He bandaged up your hand before returning the kit to you.

"Thanks."

He shrugged, "no problem."

You shifted awkwardly. You wanted to talk to him, but weren’t sure what to say.

10k took you by surprise when he leaned into you, and spoke quietly. "Can I ask you something?"

"Uh, yeah."

"What does Astra mean?"

A warm feeling spreads through you, "well…"

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