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What if V had listened to his gut instead of going along with every decision that would lead him to an early death. V is a corporat who grew up on the streets of Heywood. With music as a crutch, working his way to the top, and spitting in the face of every person and situation that would see him fail, or fall. V would keep those he loved alive. Everyone is alive because we can all wish for nice things sometimes. Slow burn Kerry x V.
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09 Oct 2025
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V grew up a kid of the streets, which didn't always go well. He met Jackie Welles when he was nine. He was his hermano, his brother. He lost Jackie when he was twenty three, and gained a brain parasite.
Johnny is an ass. But he wants more for the "vulnerable people in his life", and, in his own words, presents Kerry a merc named V with a bow tied around him. But when everything is about to end, V realizes that while he lost one brother, he gained another, and he's learned his lesson. He's not willing to let this one go.Bookmarked by NewDispute
06 Oct 2025
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Slip of The Tongue by Cyberpunk-Howlter (Sinninghowlter)
Fandoms: Cyberpunk 2077 (Video Game)
10 Sep 2024
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The entire thing had been an accident, really. He'd never have let this happen if he'd been more aware of himself.
That ship has long since sailed.
Right behind the last six times that Johnny had brought him to the edge and then slowly back down again, each time taking him apart more and more than the last.
If he’d been more aware of himself, surely he wouldn't have called out that stupid little word.
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03 Oct 2025
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Part of him had assumed that whatever process disentangled his psyche from V's would also disentangle their thoughts and emotions. And whether or not it fully had, he didn't know. Maybe the new stirrings of desire that sparked every time he watched Kerry rip out a riff on his guitar, suck an ice cube out of a cocktail glass, or run his hands back through that grey hair--maybe those were leftover traces of V. After all, he'd never looked at another man and felt anything even close to the way that he felt now. But even if it was just traces of V's psyche tangled with his own, it didn't matter. Because now he was back in his own head, his own body, with his own fucking cock, and those feelings weren't going anywhere.
And it certainly didn't explain why he felt the exact same goddamn way about V himself.
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03 Oct 2025
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His hands did shake more, after Johnny. Viktor had worried that it might be a psycho-physical-something-or-other; the chip working over some part of his brain related to movement or muscle control, but V had brushed him off. Johnny, a week-or-so after beating him near to a pulp in his own apartment, asked if he was ‘just a pussy’.
“We’re over that, ‘member? We made up,” Johnny said from somewhere inside his head.Bookmarked by NewDispute
02 Oct 2025