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how much can you fit under your skin? (i wish you were dead, babe.) by Movejuice
Fandoms: Unstable Universe (Web Series)
30 Jun 2025
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(lowercase intended. propper grammar will be included in the actual fic, i promise. <3)
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Crimson spilled from Wemmbu's lips as his final totem popped. His helmet was gone, his boots were gone, his everything was gone. Yet, as he was trapped in cobwebs, trying desperately to stall them so Egg could get away, Zam's voice caused the hits to cease.
"Stop!– Stop, guys, hold on, stop," The Prince yelled. His eyes were filled with that same glee he had back when he blew up his empire the first time. It made Wemmbu feel... a strange emotion. His headache was overbearing, and his heart was racing.
Zam was a cruel man. So, so very cruel. Yet he still cared for him.
Fuck this.
tldr: in which zam starts to self-reflect, and wemmbu starts to care. enter: deanthebean9?
OR,,,,, in which amensalism turns into commensalism. and a bit of parfies on the side.
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