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I would burn the world to bring some heat to you by TheMendingBook
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP
20 Mar 2025
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Summary
He grabbed onto a table to stabilise himself, sending a small mountain of files careening to the floor. Zedaph gasped for breath, but the hilarity of his situation was so great, he couldn’t seem to stop himself from laughing. It was involuntary and almost painful, but he smiled through it nonetheless. Because he had to. Because if he didn’t- if he couldn’t, who would? He was completely alone in this mission, in this torture. A glitch that had nothing to do with him was now his sole responsibility. How fucking ridiculous was that?
His head hurt. Fuck, his head hurt. He was so tired, so so tired. Was everything usually this bright? Where was Tango- He needed-
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Tango doesn’t come back from his trip to space at the end of season eight, and Zedaph is given a chance to save him, (as well as the rest of the hermits) by travelling back in time.
He- doesn’t take it well.
(Title from Hymn to Virgil by Hozier)
ALSO: This is TECHNICALLY a continuation from my fic ‘Letters are written words are spoken’ but you don’t need to have read it to understand this :D
Series
- Part 6 of My Zedango Fics!!!