SomebodyHatesMyGuts
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“Ah hey now… Aren’t you always asking me to tell you more stories?” Vash defends himself, and Wolfwood chokes on smoke during his inhale. Rude bastard, using his tactics against him. He doesn’t ask because he wants to be entertained damnit. Time to fluster him back then, Wolfwood concludes. He reaches behind himself and manages to shut the door, and the entire room goes silent as the sound from the downstairs casino gets muffled.
“Other stories, Vash,” Wolfwood kicks his boot again, and Vash nudges back with a playful smile, head still tilted. He looks innocent, cheeks flushed... he smiles sweetly when he understands the kick is an inquiry for a different tale.
“Like what?” Vash can indulge. Wolfwood is one of the few he bothers telling his past experiences to anyway. What could Wolfwood ask that he wouldn’t feel comfortable telling him at this point?
“How was your first time?”
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01 May 2024
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Hesitantly, he presses a trembling hand to the glass.
The entire universe is spread out underneath his finger tips, hundreds upon hundreds of stars swirling in constellations he doesn't know, a melting pot of dazzling colors, vivid pinks and deep blues, swatches of yellow and green.
If he squints, he can make out planets. Tiny little dots, hardly bigger than the nail on his pinky finger. That little grey one must be Lestea, the trade moon they just left, but the others? he has no idea.
One of them must be earth. How ironic is that he's the first human to ever leave the Milky Way Galaxy, and all he wants to do is go back home?
(In other words; After rescuing Tommy, sbi and co. embark on a roadtrip through the Esempi Galaxy to return him to his home planet, Earth. They make a few pit stops, piss off some shopkeepers, make some strange friends, and learn how to be family along the way)
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- Part 2 of Goodnight, Travel Well
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08 Aug 2022
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“What is a child like you doing sleeping on a park bench? You should get home to your parents. It is almost 2 AM.” the man said in a soothing voice.
“I don’t have any parents.” Tommy slurred out, still half asleep. “Besides if it's almost 2 then why are you out here?” Tommy pulled the thin jacket closer to himself.
“I go on late night walks because it is peaceful. Normally I don’t find orphans sleeping on park benches. Especially not by my favorite spot.” The man said, throwing some bread into the water. “Hey, why don't you come sleep at my apartment tonight? I don't want to leave a kid sleeping on some random bench. You are gonna freeze to death out here.”
“I don’t even know you dude. Ever heard of ‘stranger danger’?” Tommy said. “Besides, Why do you want to invite a homeless person into your home. Most people are scared of getting stabbed by some rabid kid off the street.” Tommy said, looking away.
“You say ‘besides’ a lot.” Wilbur pointed out, “Maybe I’m just being nice. Plus you don’t seem like the type to stab a nice stranger.” Tommy huffed out a laugh but the man was already walking away.
“Hey! Where are you going?” Tommy shouted.
“Home of course,” the man replied “Coming with?”- Language:
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08 Aug 2022
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This train terminates at Stanmore
It’s ninefourtythree and he’s at the tube.
Tommy chuckled, knowing he would never reach the end. This was it. He’d decided to do it a while ago, and every passing minute, the urge to just commit became just that bit more enticing.
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It’s late and Tommy’s alone in an empty wagon, when suddenly a stranger enters. He doesn’t know it yet, but when he leaves the wagon hours later, he will have acquired a brother.Series
- Part 1 of writing about mcyt, send help
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Extension by dancewiththewaves (orphan_account)
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
21 May 2021
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"That was Floaty. Or at least, that's what I'm calling him. Fucking kid won't tell us his name," Dream carried on like nothing had happened, and from beside Techno, Wilbur started wheezing like he was dying. "I think he's twelve or thirteen. Wind magic, he's quick and real snarky, very malnourished, blind-"
"Wait, blind?" Techno peered harder at the communicator. Wilbur stopped laughing. "How the hell is he able to slip by you then?"
"Uses the air currents like feelers, I think," Dream's breath was coming heavier as he carried on running. "Gets an idea of where things are in relation to him. He doesn't always get it right, sometimes there are cracks in things big enough to feel like an escape route and he slams into a wall. Or he doesn't angle close enough to the ground and trips on things. He's uh-" Dream flipped the communicator around, and Techno blinked as Bad flew through the air, screeching the whole way. "He's slippery."
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TLDR: Blindinnit has wind magic and gets himself adopted by the Antarctic Empire's royal family.
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- Part 2 of Writing 'bout block mens
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