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but now my love is gone (and i am left unraveling) by mxmarsbars
Fandoms: Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
13 Oct 2025
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Impulse's body begins to lose a bit of its feeling the longer he looks at it. Every passing second leaving him more numb and fuzzy than the last, eyes vibrating in their sockets, brain buzzing in his skull. He feels stuck.
He is stuck.
He can just barely register the way his hands go limp, his chest deflating as a deep, deep, deep breath slips past his trembling lips.
Why can't he look away? Why can't he look away from his bed?
Tango's bed..?
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Impulse and Ren get married. But someone's missing.
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get your hands dirty and rip up the garden (won't you cut down that apple tree for me?) by mxmarsbars
Fandoms: Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
24 Sep 2025
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Pearl is silent for a moment, breathing deeply as she looks out into the forest, thumb rubbing against the shiny skin of the apple.
"Can I ask you something?" she suddenly says. Impulse lets out a hum of affirmation. A soft, airy sigh leaves her lips.
"Would you eat it?"
The question doesn't hit as hard as it probably should've. Maybe because Impulse has asked himself that same question countless times before.
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Impulse and Pearl have something they shouldn't. They talk about it, with some self discovery in between.
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me and mr. wolf by mxmarsbars
Fandoms: Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series, Hermitcraft SMP
26 Jun 2025
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It’s also stupid, Impulse knows. What if it went wrong? What if Bdubs bit too hard, hit something he shouldn’t, caused damage neither of them could fix? What if he killed him?
Maybe that was part of the thrill. The idea of placing his life into those calloused, blood stained hands. The idea of offering himself up to Bdubs and praying he’d take him tenderly, just as he’d promised. The idea of being wanted… being needed. It was so tempting…
God, Impulse is an idiot.
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Bdubs is a vampire. Impulse is not. An interesting sort of relationship ensues.
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But Impulse knows that’s not where it’s coming from. Even in his paranoid state, he knows deep down that that’s not what Ren is doing, no matter what it feels like. Ren is worried. He knows Impulse is lying. He doesn’t want him to lie.
Impulse doesn’t want to, either. Truthfully.
But god, he doesn’t want to talk. He doesn’t want to talk about anything. Because where has that ever gotten him before?
Ren wouldn’t know what to say, anyways, he’s sure. He never does. Nothing he says ever helps, it just…
It makes Impulse so confused.
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Ren tries to apologize to Impulse in a way that means something. Maybe it's enough.
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somebody clean me up (it's a mess that i'm making) by mxmarsbars
Fandoms: 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
17 Feb 2025
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Impulse sighed, cringing at the way his throat nearly whistled. “Yeah… yeah, it’s pretty gross…”
“Then let me fix it,” Cleo responded, adopting a gentler tone as she gave his shoulders one last pat. “I promise it’ll be over before you know it, ‘kay?”
The demon took a deep breath, neck aching all the while, a sensation he wanted to get rid of as soon as possible. And if he had to get sewn up like a doll to do it? Then maybe that’s just what he had to do.
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Impulse's neck wound doesn't heal properly. Cleo takes it upon herself to patch him up.