#shctsfired

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@shctsfired​ said: § Harper and Sam § 👀

Oh absolutely, frankly, I already bought the ticket and I’m fetching the popcorn right now. I’m totally down for post-apocalyptic shenanigans between these two as they try and navigate their attraction and attachment issues!

[mercyprevaild-a]

[ point + gun ] - @shctsfired​

“Whoa-- hey.”

He takes in the sight of the young blonde down the barrel of his pistol and instantly recognizes her as a survivor. Impressively, she was just as quick to pull her own weapon and now they have an issue to resolve. His grasp loosens on the grip of his gun, finger off the trigger but he keeps his aim steady. 

“Hey,” he says it again calmly, though his expression is weary with a raised brow and lips downturned, “Y’startled me. That’s all.”

His head slants as he looks over her again, then blue eyes return to her face with his intentions clearer. He shifts his weight as he slowly lowers his gun, “I’m not gonna shoot you s’long as you don’t shoot me first.”

[adateur]

@shctsfired​ asked: ❛ does it hurt? ❜

   getting mauled by another hunter was not on his daily to-do list when he woke up this morning, but harper decided it’d be a great idea to find more ammo and much needed medkits in case another horde came through. which was going well until she went into the abandoned gas station and woke the ugly ass infected behind the counter. thankfully, dimitri’s had worse and the gashes and gaping bite wound to the neck isn’t too unbearable. however, the question makes him want to slam his head repeatedly into the nearest wall.  ❛ you mean being nearly torn to shreds and having my jugular bitten into? oh no, i feel peachy. ❜  eyes roll before he tosses harper a bottle of water.  ❛ hurry up before i bleed out and you have to carry my ass to the nearest safe house. ❜

question starters | accepting.

[ascnsion]

▋ 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝙎𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎 𝙄𝙉 𝘼 𝙎𝘼𝙁𝙀 𝙃𝙊𝙐𝙎𝙀.  .  .  .  .  🥃 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 @shctsfired​​ .  .  . ( drunk meme )  ┘

Of all the items to found uncovered in the remnants of a liquor store, actual liquor was, ironically, the last thing to be uncovered. It brought a great amount of joy to the Georgian youth, like finding a four leafed clover or a leprechaun shitting out a pot of gold. Fresh water was in short supply, so the first thing Ellis needed was a cold one. . or a room temp one, or a slightly hot one. Fortunately, no one broke the news that alcohol required hydration, and it kept the youth’s spirits high. Two bottles of beer and a bottle of cognac rolled helpless on the floor of the safe house, and Ellis’ booted feet danced around in a sloppy manner around them. Somehow managing to not break anything. ❝ And then, and then, Keith got his god dang willie stuck in the bird house. Shiiiit. He sure as shit was lucky no woodpecker was in there though. . and I told ‘im this, yuh gotta have wood tuh be pecked on in the first place. So, yeah, that’s how my mamma got engaged. ❞  Words were a slur yet no more difficult to understand than his usual self. A huge grin was set upon lips, and Ellis licked the last of the alcohol from lips before tumbling to the ground next to Harper; the goofy grin got even goofier. ❝ Yer, uh, hair. . it looks shiny, like. . shit, is that spitter blood ? Still looks nice though. ❞ Sweat sullied trucker hat was removed, tossed to the side, and hues gazed beyond the bars at the full moon outside. What a night.

[cantxswim]

Jackrabbit

Starter for @shctsfired

She pumped her arms hard and made it through the doorway just in time to grab the door with both hands and slam it shut. The other side was full of thuds, slams, moans, gurgling, clicks, yelling. She whipped around to look for something to block the door. Rolling office chairs and lots of cubicles. Filing cabinet. She gripped it and pulled. “Come on come on come on,” she groaned, as the tall metal box fell to the ground with a loud bang, holding the door shut.

Her breaths were quick and heavy. Her throat burned, her legs burned, her arms hurt. She heard more yelling and moans coming from behind her, getting closer fast. “For fuck sake!” She looked around wildly, her flashlight only illuminating a little of the office space at a time. She went to move to another door but was tackled and slammed up against a wall.

Bloodshot eyes, bulging veins, tattered clothing, and gnashing teeth were all that was lit up now. She yelled, and kicked at its knees as she held it back with both her hands on its grimy chest.

[adateur]

  IF  HE  HAD  A  DOLLAR  for  every  time  someone  got  caught  out  in  the  harsh  nola  storms  in  the  dead  of  night,  he’d  probably  have  enough  money  to  buy  himself  a  vaccine  along  with  a  free  pass  back  into  humanity.  but  he  doesn’t  blame  her  much,  after  all  there  were  no  more  meteorologists  to  give  the  daily  forecast  about  the  upcoming  weather  and  not  all  humans  could  smell  the  rain  in  the  air  like  dimitri  could.  born  and  raised  in  this  place  all  his  life,  he’s  learned  the  quarter  and  all  her  mood  swings  with  mother  nature.  ❛  we’re  almost  there,  ❜    he  breathes  out  quietly,  ignoring  the  brief  grasps  on  his  shoulder  from  her  as  they  wade  through  knee-deep  waters.  balance  came  easy  for  the  hunter,  but  given  the  unseen  debris  and  corpses  below,  then  that  was  a  serious  doozy  to  a  non-infected.

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[dcadxshot]

@shctsfired asked " that looks like a you problem. " - for Aften

she couldn't help but stare in shock at her response before a chuckle had fallen past her lips soon afterward. ❝ jesus. ❞ she mumbled under her breath, though she wasn't angry or upset at the other's words. she was quite surprised and it definitely caught her off-guard. ❝ yes, you are right. it does sound like a me problem. ❞

[dcadxshot]

@shctsfired. sc. BEN & HARPER.

his gaze flickered toward her briefly before he nodded toward the road that one group had ran off in. ❝ you're safe. they ran the other way. ❞ he stated simply and inhaled deeply. ❝ what did you do to make them chase after you? ❞ he questioned with an arched brow and soon, the corners of his lips quirked upward. ❝ steal from them or something? ❞