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    â that entirely depends on who happens to be doing the spanking. â
  suffice to say, wrench is no longer paying attention to anything fetch is doing after she says that. his mask flashes @@ as he tries, and fails, to come up with a reply. and as she darts off, he flicks bright blue eyes up to watch her go.
  jesus. jesus christ. jesus fuckinâ christ, was she trying to kill him? because this is how you do it. you go out on a mission with wrench and just allude to liking spanking and dart off like you just said nothing out of the ordinary and he was currently dying on the inside.
  the laptop beeps in warning at him, and with a soft curse, wrench comes crashing down to reality. fingers working quickly, wrench turns back to the job at hand, fingers flying across the keyboard as he mumbles to himself.
admittedly, fetch loves to work up wrench at times. in that moment though, whatever teasing there might have been? it doesnât matter. it doesnât take much for a conduit to overpower people, but even now she makes it look easy. easy, when the men in question are twice her size. thereâs no flinching, no fear as they get knocked out. she looked disappointed when they fell though, like sheâd been expecting more. she hears the beeping of the laptop, the way his fingers type with speed - she eventually comes back over to where heâs hidden, body leaning against the box sheâd once been hiding behind.   â yâgot weird definitions of dates, gimpy. â              setting fire to a building, random meet ups in alleyways, missions like this?              donât get her wrong, destructionâs an  easy ticket to her heart but she wondered              if he did anything normal.
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lunarcries:
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âWhat did you call yourself? Glorified nightlight or somethin?â
Sarah couldnât see the connection to something so plain. For someone to have such incredible powers and shrug them off as if they were nothing more than something everyone took for granted⊠She couldnât understand the mindset, head cocking to the side slightly as she stared at the small conduit.
âYouâre the one that does the neon graffiti, right? The cats⊠the deer. They were amazing, donât you do that anymore?â
glorified nightlight sounds a lot better than neon powered super mutant, or ex junkie brother murderer. a sigh slips from her lips, she doesnât know because she doesnât understand. these powers, sure, itâs fun to fly and itâs cool as shit to light up the night sky like a firework but you... you lost a lot. family, a real family, your home, your mind. people start to look at you as a weapon, as something to be taken advantage of. fetch lives with it, and sometimes she wonders if maybe becoming a weapon like that bitch augustine had planned mightâve been worth it. Â Â â yeah, uh... â shoulders shrug, she stopped that a while back. Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â â i try not to draw so much attention to myself. â
âYou see that, Brent? I am gonna make this right.â
potential angst starters
disastrologic:
âplease donât forgetâ
âyou know you should have stayedâ
âyouâre cold on the insideâ
âthereâs a dog in your heart and it tells you to tear everything apartâ
âyou ruin everything you touch and destroy anyone you loveâ
âi know that you canât hear me anymoreâ
âitâs so loud inside my headâ
âi havenât been all that you could have hoped forâ
âif you held on a little longer, you would have more reasons to be proudâ
âi talk to the shadows hoping you might be listeningâ
âhow can i say this without breaking?â
âi loved and i lost youâ
âi donât want them to know the way i loved youâ
âi donât think they would accept meâ
âyour heart fits like a keyâ
âitâs so quiet hereâ
âyou said that you werenât aloneâ
âyou still owe me a reasonâ
âi act like i donât fucking careâ
âmaybe youâre too good for meâ
âlately colors seem so brightâ
âi canât admit that youâve got all the strings and know how to tug themâ
âlosing you was something i always did so wellâ
âi donât do anything anymoreâ
âsorry, i nearly lost my headâ
âthis feeling i dread, it makes me wish i was deadâ
âiâll be alone instead, i donât need anyone in this bedâ
âi come home on my ownâ
âi donât care if i donât look prettyâ
âbig girls cry when their hearts are breakingâ
âiâm in painâ
âshe gives me toothaches just from kissing meâ
âi didnât care much how long i livedâ
âheaven and hell were words to meâ
âi need to feel your hands upon my faceâ
âwords can be like knives. they can cut you openâ
âi think i might have inhaled youâ
âi can feel you flowing in meâ
âi miss you more than i thought i wouldâ
âi never meant to start a fire. i never meant to make you bleedâ
âiâll love the world like i shouldâ
âthe blood on my hands scares me to deathâ
âyou took a chance and you took a fall for usâ
âmy love, look what you can doâ
âi know in peace youâll go. i hope relief is yoursâ
âwas i selfish again? well, i canât help thatâ
âi pour my heart out on the ice and everyoneâs watching but youâ
âi canât see you, you canât see meâ
âeverybodyâs watching but you, and i donât think i want them toâ
âthereâs a bitter storm inside of meâ
âi do it all for youâ
âitâs all gone to shit, itâs out of our handsâ
âif youâre searching for us, youâll find us side by sideâ
âas long as weâre going down, baby you should stick aroundâ
âdoes any of this love exist or is this just a fire keeping out the cold?â
âmemories never lieâ
âtell me that iâm rightâ
âyour tired, unfamiliar face says it allâ
âeven though we all grow old, love will never dieâ
âthat was long agoâ
âi used to call you my own, my dearâ
ânow youâre lost and i am drunk aloneâ
âwhen you said your last goodbye, i died a little bit insideâ
âif you loved me, whyâd you leave me?â
âour love was made for movie screensâ
âi tried to be someone else for youâ
âi thought that i loved you, but we werenât loveâ
âthere was something that was not thereâ
âi can sleep forever these daysâ
âi believe in anything that brings you back home to meâ
âthere is no distraction to mask what is realâ
ânow youâll be missing from the photographsâ
âin my thoughts, youâre far awayâ
âi can picture you so easilyâ
âwhatâs gonna be left the world if youâre not in it?â
âevery minute of every hour, i miss you moreâ
âitâs such a shame we have to see them burnâ
âiâve lost control of all of my sensesâ
âput me in my placeâ
âi canât help but think of youâ
âitâs always been just you and meâ
âand iâll hold in these hands all that remainsâ
âi donât want to rest in peace, iâd rather be the ghost that annoys youâ
âhold me in your armsâ
âdonât listen to your friends, they only care once in a whileâ
âitâs pulling me backâ
âwhen you go home, everything looks differentâ
âi wish you would tell me how you really feelâ
âwhen you leave me, you take away everythingâ
âthatâs not our dealâ
âi want you so muchâ
âi want to go back to the first time, the first placeâ
âmy heart is open like a door, but i donât trust you like beforeâ
âyou came and took me by surpriseâ
âmaybe one day youâll be the one, but until thenâŠâ
ânow iâm fucked up and iâm missing youâ
âplease just look me in my face and tell me everythingâs okayâ
âiâll never be like youâ
âabsolve me of my sins, wonât you?â
âit hurts me everytime i see youâ
âi hate that i love youâ
âyou want her, you need her, and iâll never be herâ
âdo you miss me like i miss you?â
âwedding bells were just alarmsâ
âyou said you wouldnât but you fucking didâ
âi guess this is moving onâ
âyou donât care, you never didâ
âyou donât give a damn about meâ
âyouâre only happy when your sorry head is filled with dopeâ
âif youâre looking for love, know that love donât live here anymoreâ
âi donât want to see you go, i just want to see you smileâ
âtell me that now is not the endâ
âif youâre trying to find pity, then you need to look somewhere elseâ
âiâm a first class let downâ
âhow did it come to this?â
âlove is a polaroid- better in picture but never can fill the voidâ
âif itâs broken then it can be fixedâ
âall you need is timeâ
âwe promised the world weâd tame itâ
âi wonder what keeps us so high upâ
âcould there be a love beneath these wings?â
i have no energy for longer threads rn rip.
 â oh, itâs not like i blew his head off or somethinâ. â
prodigalvirus:
  âIt was a good card & I wasnât expecting it, ok? Iâm kind of embarrassed    about it now, so, yâknowâ shh.â
 â yeah, youâre never living that down glitch. â
highkey plotting call.
smokeguy:
âYou, among other people, always say that. Itâs gettinâ old, Fetch.â
 â novelty fuckinâ concept here, but when people say that they generally give a fuck.  what the hell have yâbeen up to? â
#[[ WRENCH OWULD BE OKAY WITH DEATH BY FETCH I'M JUST SAYING THATS A NICE SIGHT HE WOULD BE FINE WITH IT BEING HIS LAST SIGHT WOW REST ]]
good to know.
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send meâand my muse will kiss yours / accepting.
fetch is a mess of busted body parts, blood and neon. she canât stop smiling though and itâs this cocky smile of âi just kicked their assesâ. wrench is insistent to help her, but she remarks that it doesnât hurt, something about higher pain tolerance paired with a joke about liking it rough that wrench doesnât seem to laugh at. heâs worried for her, but this isnât the first time sheâs had a busted lip and bruises covering her body. the lacerations burn like holy hell, but thereâs no real bullet holes. bullet grazing? sure, but nothing that wonât heal sooner rather than later. they make it out of harmâs way, and theyâre hiding out in an alleyway when wrench lights up a cigarette. heâs hacked the security cameras so that theyâre on a loop when she notices the neon sign. she glances briefly back to the hacker before that smirk widens and she drains the sign of itâs energy. she can feel her skin healing, the color coming back to her cheeks as her eyes fall shut and the most barely audible moan slips from her lips. then that high hits her, and itâs like heroin and cocaine. sheâs flying and sheâs erratic and good fucking god sheâs giggling.itâs at that point she realizes wrench is staring at her, and she turns to face him and her veins are glowing. itâs unintentional now, but she tries to contain this high sheâs feeling as she moves towards him. she raises a brow as she looks from the cigarette to him. how heâd removed his mask just enough to smoke and she kisses his cheek in that moment.   â careful gimpy, those thingsâll kill ya. â          the way sheâs smirking though? so could she.
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