Hey ! It’s been like… 7 years ?! I was mostly on my side blog tbh but here I am just to talk about my new obsession
With Past Life and the fact that Jimmy escaped the canary curse 3 times in a row (or 5 with the specials), I wanted to draw a headcanon of mine (about the character not the CC).
So here’s a Reject Jimmy being harassed and corrupted by the Watchers, after the death of Tango, since he didn’t die first like “he is supposed to”. They manipulate him to think everything is his fault, that it should have been him, etc… A bit of angst yeah
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Character: Past Life - Jimmy (@solidaritygaming on yt)
We know how after the Watchers took Grian a popular headcanon was that he had parrot wings but the watchers changed them?
Well, what if the Listeners(or Watchers) did the same for Jimmy with the “Canary curse”?
It would make his bright yellow wings have an even bigger hit if only the Evolutionists knew he had different wings before the life series, an even bigger reminder.
What would his old wings have been? I was looking at Canary breeds and there’s a bird called the “Indigo bunting” and I think it works.
“But he’s still a canary?” You think, but in coal mines, from what I’ve researched, they used the yellow ones. (I don’t know what else to say-)
So imagine beautiful blue and black wings turning its opposite colour from a curse he had no control over. The colour of the people who turned his wings, (Listeners), and one day finally meeting up with his brother after years to discover the same thing happened to him.
Summary: Tango and Jimmy are the first ones out in Double Life. They talk for a bit, and Tango says some things he’s going to regret.
This is inspired by @cramblm! She made a comic a while back about these two, and I was (FINALLY) motivated to write something again :D
This is also part one of a two-part little story!! I’m not sure when part two will be up, but yeah! If you like this one, I hope you guys look forward to the next part!
CW: Team Ranchers angst, that’s about it
Word count: 1,203 words
[Part 1] [Part 2]
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Tango looks down at the server, floating above everything. He idly rubs his arm. He can almost still feel the phantom pains of the enderman ripping into Jimmy, and by association, himself.
Huh. So this is what it’s like.
It’s oddly peaceful. Obviously there's still chaos going on below him as the last of the server’s peace crumbles away, but this was… different. Tango had died before in these games of course, but never first. It’s weirdly calm. And lonely.
Tango then hears the sound of rustling fabric, and his heart aches. He doesn’t need to look to know who it is—no one else has perma-died yet. Tango doesn’t want to look; so, he stares forward. They float in silence for several minutes before Jimmy breaks the silence.
“Tango,” the half-avian starts, “I’m.. I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean-”
“You’re still here.” It’s less of a question and more of a statement.
Jimmy glances away and fiddles with the necklace he’s wearing. It matches the one Tango wears, given to him by Jimmy after the first session. “... Well, yeah. I.. I don’t want.. I, uh, didn’t-”
Tango cuts him off, his tone coming out harsher than he had intended. “Why are you still here?”
“.. I could ask you the same thing,” he responds quietly after a moment’s hesitation. He looks out at the server and then reaches for Tango’s hand. “C’mon, it’s rough to watch at the start sometimes, we should-”
Tango snatches his hand back, keeping it close to his chest. “We should what, Jimmy? We can’t do anything. We’re dead.”
“We can at least go somewhere that won’t see so much bloodshed.” Despite the tone Tango is taking with him, Jimmy’s own voice remains soft and patient. “We can go back to the ranch.” He sounds a little hopeful. Tango ignores it.
“And then what? Just wait around and welcome everyone as they die? Pretend that everything is fine and that we haven’t just come in dead last?” Tango’s tail flicks angrily back and forth, and the flames in his hair burn a little brighter. “There’s nothing we can do.”
Tango isn’t upset about coming in last. He’s never come close to winning before, and it’s never bothered him all that much. He doesn’t understand why he’s so angry all of a sudden. The blaze-hybrid hasn’t once looked away from the soon-to-be-destroyed landscape. He hasn’t once looked at Jimmy.
Tango releases a heavy sigh. “It’s over, Jimmy.”
They both know Tango is talking about more than just their time in the game.
Tango can almost sense Jimmy tense—can feel the faint panic and hurt spread in his own chest despite their link already being severed and fading. Maybe he just knows Jimmy that well. Maybe Tango doesn’t want to go through with this.
“.. What?? No, Tango, don’t- don’t say that..!” Jimmy raises his voice for the first time. “This isn’t-! I-it can’t be-!”
“It can be, and it is. We don’t know if something like this,” he gestures to the server in front of them, “will ever happen again, and if it does, I don’t see us teaming up again in the future.” What Tango fails to elaborate on is that he doesn’t think he’d be that lucky enough to have Jimmy on his team again.
Jimmy tries to reach for Tango again. “Please, don’t say that. We’re the Ranchers..!”
“NO! We’re not the Ranchers anymore!” Tango finally snaps his head in Jimmy’s direction, the flames in his hair and tail flickering and growing as his emotions do. “‘The Ranchers’ are gone! They were something that the psychos who created these games influenced and forced, and now they’re gone, Jimmy! That wasn't real!”
But, oh, how he wants this to be real. Somewhere along the way, Tango found himself catching feelings for the half-avian. Despite their situation, he always seemed to be so optimistic and confident. Even when the ranch was burned down and Tango lost it, Jimmy remained (mostly) level-headed and helped get Tango to calm down despite getting burnt by his flames. And yeah, if it had been anyone else he’d accidentally hurt, he would’ve felt bad, but it felt even worse because it was Jimmy. Jimmy, who always found a reason to smile. Jimmy, who always put up with everyone’s crap. Jimmy, who apologized to Tango when they found out they were bound despite Tango being the one to lose their first life and being the reason the two found out they were bound in the first place. Jimmy, who didn’t deserve this kind of fate but received it for a third time now.
Ah, so that’s why he’s angry. Because this cruel, sick game has done nothing but take from and torment this saint of a player.
And maybe that’s why he’d been partnered with Tango.
Because fire destroys everything it touches, and the expression on Jimmy’s face is proof of that.
Tango quickly looks away. He can’t bear to see the pain and betrayal in Jimmy’s eyes. “Just.. just go home, Jimmy.”
Jimmy’s voice wavers with one last attempt. “Tango, please-”
“Go,” his flames flare up once again, and even in death, their temperature rises. Tango’s arms are wrapped tightly around himself now.
Jimmy hesitates for another moment before floating off in the direction of their the ranch, leaving Tango alone like he’d requested. It isn’t until he’s sure that Jimmy’s gone that he slowly lowers to the ground, kneeling in the grass.
He carefully uncrosses his arms and touches the charm on his necklace, a feather carved from iron. It won’t melt with your flames Jimmy had once said, nervously beaming as he handed it over and showed his own charm to Tango (a flame, also carved from iron). Tango exhales shakily, tracing over the ridges on the pendant. He stays there for a long time, just staring at the pendant and desperately wishing that this wasn’t how things had turned out.
Tango doesn’t know how long he’s kneeling there when the second lightning strike sounds, indicating another two members have fallen. He takes a deep breath and hides the pendant beneath his shirt before getting up and floating in the direction of where he heard the lightning strike. Did it come from the Box..? Yeah, that sounds close enough.
As he makes his way over there, he risks a glance over to the ruined ranch and sees Jimmy sitting at their graves, leaning against Tango’s. Tango looks away quickly, but he stops, hesitating on continuing to the Box. At this point, his anger has subsided and has morphed to guilt and regret. He wants to go to Jimmy and apologize—to tell him he didn’t mean it, but would Jimmy take him back? Would he want to try for something that was genuinely real and not influenced by whoever put them into this mess? What would Tango even say to make up for what he said??
Tango decides to settle on the plan of giving them both some space. He needs to think about how he’s going to apologize, and, if the roles were reversed, he wouldn’t want to see Jimmy again so soon.
So he continues on his way, scared to give Jimmy and the ranch another glance.
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Hope you guys enjoyed :) I worked on this instead of school work haha
Just some angst of whoever comes to my mind. Nobody in specific. Just in that mode😣
You knew this wasn't going to last. He was a play boy for God sake, but.. If he wasn't going to stay monogamous why even tell you he'd be serious? You thought you were different... You thought HE'D be different.
"I-i thought you loved me.. " you were shaking, your heart hurt so bad
"Look, you knew just as well as I did that this wouldn't work. " he just stared at his feet as he spoke lowly, like YOU were the one to blame for falling for him, and.. You were the one to blame. It was all your fault that you were at his feet, sobbing.
"C'mon.. Quit crying. Just get up" he leaned down to try to get you up but you just swatted him away as you continued your pathetic cries. He just sighed and walked out. He wasn't going to change. He didn't care. Hell, he didn't even like you.
No, it was never going to be different. He'll crawl back to you when he's feeling needy, but that's all you'll ever, just a Decoy to his feelings. A distraction.
It'll never be different.
Gojo, atsumu, Dabi, Hawks, Geto, jimmy, Alfons, Jude, Rodger, Nokto, Jin, Leon and your favorite:3
PS I DON'T WRITE ANGST OFTEN SO SORRY IF THIS IS BUNS
Before Joel and Fwhip, Jimmy thought he was the last dragon on Earth. Well, the last half-dragon, the last to contain a dragon’s genes in their blood, the last to harbor their power, the last remnant to remind people that dragons existed.
Before Joel and Fwhip, the only dragon he’s ever seen in his life was his mother. Mom was the one who taught him how to fly and how to breathe fire, before she passed away. She was hunted down by dragon hunters, they cried, “Kill the last dragon!”, as they tied her down and pierced her scaly skin with their swords. It was a horrible memory. He’s been living by himself since then, far away from the humans and everyone else.
He has to protect himself, he has to protect his existence, he has to preserve the dragon in him.
He has to, needs to survive. He’s the last one.
But all that changed when one day, he saw two great wyverns flying over his base.
They were incredible. They were stronger, faster, and more dangerous than him. They breathed poison instead of fire, and they could fly greater heights at faster speeds. He’s only half-dragon, so his wings were less powerful than a normal dragon’s. He struggled to catch up with Joel and Fwhip as the three flew to the top of the cliffs.
They built a shop there, forever closed. A practical joke for anyone who sees the building, gets curious, climbs up the steep cliffs for hours, and then finds out the shop was closed this whole time. Legendary.
Since then, the three hang out from time to time, both Joel and Fwhip like to unleash their poison breath on him for fun, and tease about him being only half-dragon. But they’re also protective of him and call him cute, even jokingly asked if they could adopt him that one time. It’s nice, it feels like he has a family once again, him and his two big brothers. All three of them believed they were the last dragons, but they don’t have to be lonely anymore.
Before Joel and Fwhip, Jimmy thinks he was fine living by himself. But now that they’ve found each other, he doesn’t think he can go back to being alone. But that’s okay, because from now on he never has to be, as long as the three of them are together he’ll be okay.
Did a thing. An angst thing in fact! >:) (I would love to see any thoughts you have with this :])
"I- I'm sorry Lizzy.."
Jimmy said to the dark void. It was cold. No. He was cold. He felt awful. He didn't die first. And it was all his fault. He killed her. He killed her then convinced them it was some mistake and 'accident'.
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"I didn't mean to! I had my sword out by mistake!"
A lie. He was tired of being first. Begged for a change. And they answered.
"If you wish not to be the first to fall, k i l l h e r." They said as they showed him his sister.
He denied at first. He couldn't do it. That was his family. His seabling. He said no.
"Very well Canary. But there is still time. You will know when. You have one chance."
And they were gone.
He wouldn't. Right?
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Then he died. Died to a stupid mistake and a drowned. But that was fine. He was just yellow. It was nothing!
And then he was red. He and Martyn both died to the end. He got targeted. He knew what they meant, he would only have one chance and he was almost done for. He couldn't go out like this, he had to break the curse, he couldn't be first again. He can't..
Then there she was. All it took was one hit and a bit of fabricated panic. A crit. She was dead. A red name. He heard laughter in his ears and knew it was a mistake, one he couldn't turn back from now. Guilt rippled through his entire being, he fell right into their trap.
Then she died. And he celebrated. The curse was broken, and for a moment he could forget how he got there in the first place. He was free! He wasn't first! But then came the guilt. He killed his sister and then lied about it. How could he?
There was no time to dwell as he saw the warden in the distance, a wither being built before his eyes. he wasn't first. But he was next. They would never fully let him be free. How could he be such a fool. He killed his family, just for momentary satisfaction of not being first, and then they got rid of him. And god did he feel horrible. It was all his fault..
And yet.. they have never felt more fed.
"I'm sorry Lizzy... I've failed you.." he said to an endless void. Never feeling so alone.
