nameless0583
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“Home late,” Is what they settle for when attempts at longer sentences are only met with soft chuckles and too-gentle requests for repetition, and it's only then that the dots connect in his mind, why they’d fallen asleep there. “... Di’ somethin’ happen at work?”
For a long, lingering moment, it feels easier not to answer; to respond with a truth that feels as radioactive as Mars or a lie that festers like water corroding his lungs doesn’t really matter when he knows the end regardless.
He doubts they’ll remember this, anyway.
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i hate this fucker
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- Part 3 of tcr v!au shits n giggles
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Now, Bionic considered themselves to be pretty good at the whole defensive, strategic role; it was their ideal position in fights, xe had learned quite a few of the tells that communicated what the other person was going to try next and as a result, sometimes knew what was coming quicker than even they did. Something about being outright aggressive left them with an uneasy feeling, like a piece of clothing a bit too tight to be intentional, so defense was the next best option. Every gun and weapon of that caliber that wasn’t their own had already been taken care of and twisted beyond repair; the majority of their eight or so aggressors were already lying unconscious in scattered heaps on the roadside and pinned against buildings.
They started to doubt themselves a little after some other bitch they hadn’t accounted for tried to sneak up behind them, swing a fucking bat at their head, and succeed.
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or, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BIONIC THIS BITCH HAS BEEN IN MY WIPS FOR WAY TOO LONG
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- Part 2 of tcr v!au shits n giggles
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Animosity proves a difficult dancer, Bionic heaving and gasping for air as their eyes widen, released from the music. Flames rise and rage through cracks in the cement like a literal ring of fire that burns and hungers for something unreachable, xe can hardly breathe as earthquakes and volcanoes of their own design erupt and erode the very ground they stand on.
They must be, they think, because this doesn’t feel like the kind of thing that the world just moves on from like clockwork, like circles; like nothing.
Cheap fabrics dull the strike of frigid bitterness xe wears on their sleeve, their emotions mixing and swirling and shrieking bloody murder, hands that fly but never hit, pacing that wears out the concrete like watered pathways as the flames pirouette in their dance.
Helplessness. That’s it.
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or, i spend way too much time on this fucking oc /pos
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- Part 1 of tcr v!au shits n giggles
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homes, places we've grown (all of us are done for) by nameless0583 for QueenCorvus
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
01 Sep 2023
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In the ten months he's stayed at this house with its stupid tory backyard and expensive looking paintings, Tommy would describe his and the original occupants' relationship as "as smooth as a jagged piece of obsidian", eventually worn down into something cool and pleasant, safe.
Of course, a part of him will always be a secret, and he’s glad the Watsons never pry when they know he’s hiding something, no matter how hard they try to hide their doubts behind smiles that while genuine never reach their eyes, as they whisper him goodnight or wish him a good day at school.
If he’s being honest, he thinks they’re hiding something too. And it scares him, perhaps it's a little hypocritical, but he wishes they’d tell him what they do when they pile out the house at different times of day with shitty explanations, stop with the looks they give each other when they don’t think he’s looking and the little signs of stress they dismiss with an excuse that’s left his own lips a few times too many.
But he doesn't pry.
Maybe he should've.
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or, tommy survives an explosion that claimed the rest of his family, and the syndicate are spotted at the scene. years later, a new family decides to take him in. -
aim in your direction (shoot at my reflection) by nameless0583
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
07 Aug 2023
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He leaves the room in tears, colours morphing and clashing all around him, all angry, all watching as if this was just a game, watching with a certainty the violet-eyed boy could never accept, watching as he clutches his head and swears the names of the Stars and screams until his throat tears raw. Haggard breaths leave his lungs far too quickly as silent tears splatter on the notes left neglected on cold steel, the notes that didn’t work, screeching laughter and mockery surrounds him and backs him into a corner, but nobody is here.
He failed – the tears taste acidic with the knowledge that he could’ve done better. He failed, but he will try again.
After all, humanity is nothing if not stubborn, fueled by pure spite and a timeless will to improve.
And he will persist until the day his bones crack and his heart breaks, fight until the world spins itself out of orbit and all he has left is the shattered visage of what he has failed to save.
A canvas to forever be painted – a maze with no end.
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or, purpled is scared to be alone, and having been a "gifted kid" all those years ago, he does the only thing he knows how to do.
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