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Zombies Run “which character are you” quiz
I couldn’t find any of these for the fandom, so I made one! It’s my first time making a personality quiz, but I had several people play test it before posting :)
Take this quiz and find out
Just wanted to share it incase anyone else finds these fun. If you share your results, tag me in them, I’d love to see! (If you want to of course)
hellooooo how are you. for not artfight related reasons at all, what would you classify your five's relationship to sara as? honorary parent/uncle/family friend/something else?
Hey!! I’m doing alright, how are you?
My Five’s somewhere between an uncle and honorary fourth parent to her! I like to imagine she interchangeably calls them ‘Magic Five’ like is mentioned once in canon, and ‘Uncle Five’. She looks up to them and sees them as a cool brave hero, and they feel very parental towards her :)
It wasn't decided ahead of time that they’d help care for her or anything, it just sort of worked out that way because they’re very close with Sam (my Five’s ace aro, and I headcanon Sam to be some type of A-spec too, so it’s like, they’re very involved in each other’s lives in a platonic way, you know?), and they’re close with Maxine and Paula too, they definitely consider all three of them family; so they were extremely present in Sara’s life from the start :D
After the prison escape
I’ve had some mysterious medical issues recently, and I’ve got a minor procedure coming up that I’m kinda nervous for, so it’s medical angst art o’clock (I think this is the third one I’ve drawn in a row lol)
His brain is melting :(
I LOVE Snow Crash, excellent episode, absolutely horrifying. The letter from this one made me more emotional than any before or since, I nearly cried when I translated the binary
@runner5anna
Prompt - Swimming
5 does not like getting wet, and is a poor swimmer. Like they can survive but they do not like the experience.
Autism sensory being wet is gross
However, someone has to get in the water and swim. That being 5. They have to go swimming on a run.
Sam has to get 5 in the water and just generally enjoy it and maybe that’s a good place to start. Get them to have fun rather than sit and mope on the side going ‘noo I don’t want to be wet and slimy noo’
@runner5anna thanks for the request! This one’s not about my version of Five (they’re autistic too, but mine’s sensory issues are mostly food related), but I irl happen to have similar issues with water as what you described (though to a slightly lesser degree), so hopefully I could do it justice! (Also, I low-key interpret Sam as kinda neurodivergent coded himself, so I brought a bit of that implication to this because help from fellow ND people is usually better than what a neurotypical can come up with lol. It’s subtle, you can probably ignore it if you don’t enjoy that headcanon)
Five knelt on the deck, staring miserably over the ledge, their rippling reflection gazing tauntingly back at them.
Showers were bad enough, that disgusting waxy feeling that lingered on their skin for at least an hour afterwards, the cold droplets of water that inevitably trickled down their face and the back of their neck from their damp hair, the moisture in their ears and the way their clothes would stick to them like clingfilm. But pools and baths were an entirely different level.
“Hey, Five”
They startled at Sam’s voice, turning to see him climbing the deck stairs.
“Sorry, thought you might be here, mind if I join you?”
Their first impulse was to push him away. This wasn’t a struggle they felt inclined to share, most people wouldn’t understand.
…but this was Sam, he had never judged them before… and, if they were to try to be honest with themself… they had sat there for the better part of half an hour, and made no progress on their own.
They gestured half heartedly beside them in a vaguely welcoming way, and he took a seat there.
“…did Janine tell you?”
When the order had been given that all runners would begin underwater training the following week, to prepare for their upcoming mission, Five had been forced to admit to her that they could hardly bring themself to swim, let alone dive. She had essentially told them that they would be needed for the mission and suggested they begin acclimating themself to it immediately.
Sam shook his head. “I honestly didn’t even know you’d told her”
They tilted their head, questioningly.
“Just, when we got the announcement, you seemed sort of upset, and you weren’t in any of the usual places when I went to find you just now. -nothing important, don’t worry, just meant to chat”
“Hm”
There were a few long moments of silence, before Five finally brought themself to explain, “…I hate how water feels”
“Ah, yeah, not the biggest fan myself, to be honest. My mum said I used to cry at my swim lessons as a kid”
They looked away, going back to staring at the water.
“I don’t mind it so much now, I think it’s about distraction”
They frowned slightly, but still gave no answer.
“Mm… hold on, be right back”
He got up, heading back down the steps. They weren’t sure what he was doing, or whether they should be curious or worried.
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Some time later, perhaps ten or fifteen minutes, though Five hadn’t kept track; he returned, now wearing swim shirt and trunks , hands full with towels, a few spongy balls, rubber rods, and shiny translucent plastic gems.
He set everything down on the deck, then grabbed one of the balls, moving to the far side of the pool deck from them, sitting with his legs in the water. He gave the ball a light underhand toss to them, and they caught it, reluctantly scooting closer to the edge. Though it made them cringe, they too, slowly lowered their legs into the water, then tossed the ball back in his direction.
They tossed it back and forth several more times, both of them becoming increasingly competitive, tossing the ball higher or faster, and soon Five was laughing despite themself.
After a few rounds, each missing the ball once or twice and having to retrieve it from further down the deck, one of Five’s throws bounced off the rim of the pool in a way they hadn’t accounted for, and fell lightly into the water, drifting and bobbing on the surface. They froze.
Without hesitation, Sam slipped into the water and swam to the ball, grabbing it easily in one hand, and turning. He remained there for a moment, treading water. Lifting the now-dripping-wet ball out of the water, he called to them. “Ready?”
They hesitated… but the game had been fun so far, and, for a few brief moments now and then, they had nearly forgotten that their legs were submerged at all. They nodded.
He grabbed the side of the pool with his other hand, and firmly threw the ball their direction.
They caught it in both hands, and water immediately dribbled down their wrists and dripped into their lap. Their expression of disgust was immediate.
“Five! Pass it here!”
They shook themself, tossing the ball back in his direction.
“Try to keep focused on the game”
“…I don’t know if it’ll help”
“Well, you’ve gotten this far, that’s already quite good, isn’t it?”
“But I won’t be playing a game on the real mission”
“…but you’ll have other mission things to focus on still, and then after you’ll have running”
They considered this. After a moment, they reached out, ready to catch the ball once more.
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They played for at least twenty minutes, before Sam asked, “want to get in the pool as well, today? I found dive toys if you like”
They gazed down at the water below. They’d gotten quite wet already from the many sponge balls they’d caught. Their arms, chest, and lap, were damp, and their legs were still submerged in the pool.
“…I don’t know.” They sucked in a breath through clenched teeth. “…I’m sorry… maybe tomorrow? -if you have time?”
He smiled, swimming to the edge of the pool and climbing onto the deck. “Sounds good, yeah”
He tossed them one of the towels and began drying himself off with the other.
They dried themself best they could, but that awful feeling still lingered, coating their legs, making their heart sink. They hated it so much, they began to regret trying any of this.
“Let’s get changed and get some tea, yeah? I’d still like to hear about that run you were going to tell me about, earlier”
“…yeah, alright”
They took a deep breath, and followed him down the deck stairs.
Going on a supply run (listening to zombies run while I do a vinted parcel drop off)
Somebody draw this as Maxine, Paula, Sam, and Sara it's URGENT
Zombies Run fanfic requests open
I need a little break from my current WIPs, so I’d like to take some requests for ZR fics!
The two important guidelines are, I only do SFW (gore and angst are fine though!), and I don’t do romance focused stories (although I’m happy to write about characters who happen to canonically be a couple, in their established dynamic, just, not with the romance as the main point). I’ll post them on tumblr and possibly AO3 and I’ll credit the tumblr of the asker for the idea
Please submit requests as asks. I’ll link the prompt list I’ve used for these before below if you want to choose a prompt from it and the characters to include, but I’d also be interested in taking more specific/detailed requests this time if you have one. I’ve played all of the currently out mainline story, all of Back from the Dead, and races up to The Abel Manor Murders, so I can write based on any of that
💬 0 🔁 4 ❤️ 5 · Taking Zombies Run fic requests · I’m not a pro or anything, but I love writing, I love Zombies Run, and I’ve been wanting
I can’t make promises, but I’ll get to as many requests as I can, feel free to submit multiple if you want to :)
Gonna tag some ZR mutuals again, hopefully that’s ok :)
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