Mar 1, 2025
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@insertmeaningfulusername You are absolutely correct with that imagery! ...Also I had to draw this ehqwiheqwhi
some more official pics from the latest episodes
Weight of Dreams
Summary: Scorch knows the weight of dreams. They're a poison. word count: 255 Warnings: none. A/N: Scorch makes my heart hurt. And I want to hug him and never let him go. Not edited.
Scorch was all too familiar with the weight of dreams. He carried every ounce of them on his shoulders like some unspeakable, invisible monster. Dreams felt almost like a poison with reality being a bitter antidote. He wondered if his brothers had dreams like his scattered among the nightmares. If they too woke up and could almost feel the warmth of another hand in theirs. If they felt like they had been pulled out of a life that they could never have in an instant when their eyes opened and they found themselves staring at the top of their bunk.
The dreams were a heavy hope that only led to heartache, longing, and a loneliness that they weren’t supposed to feel. Scorch knew there wasn’t a warm bed with plush blankets waiting for him after a successful mission. He knew there were no arms waiting to hold him or someone to say how proud they were of him. Proud to call him theirs.
When the ache and the anger set in, he tried to push those thoughts away. He was a clone commando. He wasn’t supposed to want. He wasn’t supposed to let Fi’s words creep into the shadows of his mind. He had a job to do. So, he’d put on his biggest grin and be there for his brothers. He’d be the one to make them laugh. He’d be the one to have their backs.
He would be the heart of Delta Squad. Even if his was cracking under the weight of dreams.
Got this from a scorch fb fan page so I can’t take credit but I thought the scorch fans here would enjoy it
Scorch: She’s sittin’ up there talkin’ about “i wasn’t romantic enough”.
Sev: That’s petty.
Boss & Fixer: *nods*
Scorch: Exactly! I was like, “Bitch, I’m not romantic?? I ate 6 cookies outta ya ass!!”
Boss: *spits out caf*
Scorch: So I don’t give a fuck what she was talkin’ about- I don’t know where-
Sev: YOU WHAT.
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RATING/WARNING: 18+, M/M, EXPLICIT SMUT Hahaha! Imagine if someone wrote smut of Hemlock! Or shipped him with someone. That's fucking disgusting hahahaha! ...haha...! ha... Uh... I still don't know how it happened... but here it is. Scorch/Hemlock, of all things.
Full art here: https://x.com/DeoDrawsShit/status/1793505453596610702
Scorch: Who’s the best Commando? 😌✨ (knows it’s him)
Thea: Boss 😃😃😁
Scorch: Traitor 😤😡😡