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"Yeah, he supplied him with drugs, but that was it. Nam-gyu was all too aware Thanos could not give less of a shit if he lived or died. The thought tugs a bit at his heartstrings, but Nam-gyu knows the truth behind the statement no matter his feelings on it. The bastard couldn’t even remember his fucking name, for God’s sake, no matter how many times he corrected him. It just felt like a cruel joke at this point, just another way to get Nam-gyu begging for any inkling of attention Thanos was willing to spare him.
And, fuck, did it work. Nam-gyu would be an idiot to even try to deny it. Thanos had him like a dog on a leash, punished with a sharp tug on his collar and rewarded with a pat on the head, both actions just making him come back for more and more. It was desperate. Pathetic. But Nam-gyu couldn’t help himself, he wanted to be everything Thanos wanted him to be, even if that was his fucking dog. His good boy."
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Nam-gyu might just be a little too desperate for Thanos's attention.
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Caitlyn knew Jayce could draw, she has seen him sketching detailed diagrams and plans often enough to know he knew at least the very basics, but… this? It was something completely different.
Drawings of people. Or, more accurately, one person, drawn multiple times across a stretch of two pages. One man studied from almost every possible angle. Scratches of charcoal fleshing out the man’s features, carving out his defined cheekbones and gaunt frame. Lines placed with a calculation that Caitlyn has only ever seen Jayce use for his inventions, not for drawing the same man over and over again.
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Five times Caitlyn suspected something about her brother and his lab partner's relationship, and the one time she finally put it together.
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selfish needs, selfish desires by bbgghost
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
01 Dec 2024
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“You don’t get it. Everything I have ever wanted is here.”
“We can help the Zaun back home too, but to do that you need to come with me–”
“It’s not about Zaun! Viktor is here, and–” He chokes on his own words, shallowing back the scream that’s threatening to rip its way out of his throat. “And I can’t let him go,” he averts his gaze, suddenly subdued. “Not again.” His voice comes out frail and defeated, the anger in his tone from just a few seconds ago dissipating at the mention of Viktor.
Ekko doesn’t say anything, neither does Jayce. The confession weighs heavily on them both, filling up the entire room until it soaks into every crevice.
“Please. Just leave us alone. I’m not going back. I can’t."
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Or: Jayce wants to make the selfish choice.
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In his dying moments, Jayce revisits some important moments he has shared with Viktor. And makes some new memories along the way.
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Chris Redfield hates mornings, or he did.