3 Works by Egedk
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This is where it ends.
You put on your Ancestor's red, and brandish your canes, and walk to the roof of the meteor with long, determined strides. You move like a Legislacerator about to enact her punishment on a criminal, which is what you are. It is all you are, you tell yourself. You do not permit yourself to envision yourself otherwise. You aren't a child about to kill the only friend she's ever had, you aren't a troll about to commit murder in the name of a dying world. You don't feel anything. That's always been your problem. You feel too much. Now is the time for acting first and thinking later. Be a little bit more like Vriska, a little less like you.
She thinks that you don't care about her. She's wrong, of course. You have always cared. She is the focus of your universe, the point around which all other priorities orient themselves. To kill her is impossible. To let her die is unthinkable.
by TactfulGnostalgic
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This is where it ends.
You and her stand on a meteor together and you always knew it would come down to this. For all her powers, you had more foresight. She was always going to be the death of you, because that's the only way you know how to express love, in your husk of a heart.
by tactfulGnostalgic
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Because the cashier looks like she's about one thinly veiled criticism of her lipstick choice from shoving a pen through someone's eye, and the crone in front of you at the checkout is eyeing her lips with the piteous consternation of someone who was born in 1962 and struggles to grasp change as a concept, you take out your phone and fiddle with Pesterchum to avoid being counted as a witness.
Vriska works in retail, and Terezi makes a midnight Walmart run for a collection of objects that would qualify as probable cause in a murder investigation. Consequently, they go on a date.
By TactfulGnostalgic