hmmm
MechLabs perhaps?
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hmmm
MechLabs perhaps?
impersonator
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@ciellery Your gift for the exchange! Rather less horror than I was hoping for (there's a reason Shadow has the powerset he does :3), but I hope you enjoy it anyway!
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Just hit 10k words on the new fic so I’m gonna split it up into a couple chapters! Question for everyone, it’s mainly a mechlabs fic but there’s potential for later quickmechlabs.
Would you prefer just mechlabs or a later inclusion of quickmechlabs?
Would you draw some GoT shadowlabs? please 👉👈 (only if you want ofcourse)
only if you want ofcourse-- ANYTHING TO DRAW MY GUY !!!!
this was funnier in my head im sorry
Snippet time! I’m in love with this one, 5k words done and it’s not finished. It’s hurting my heart a little though 🥲 I hope you guys enjoy this little bit as much as I do! (Yes it still needs to be proof read🥲)
“Sean is taking too long.
He grows anxious, desperately trying to make out Sean in the wave of undead, but it’s to no success. He tries not to believe that Sean came this far to die at the last hurdle. He’s too stubborn for that.
A small pang of joy eats at his thundering heart when he hears his name called over the howls below him. He can see Sean running towards him, distracting the zombies long enough to give Sean a way up. Shadow rushes to his side when Sean is unable to pull himself over the ledge, Shadow taking his hand and pulling him. His arm screams in pain and threatens to drop Sean into the zombies, when did it get hurt?, but he powers through it, pulling Sean onto the roof. They both pant in exhaustion, the harsh wind being the only thing stopping them from overheating. The sun is starting to burn on their backs, the light allowing them to see how many undead monsters swarmed the building they stood on.
Sean pulls himself to his feet after a few minutes, uneasy and staggering, Shadow instinctively taking a step back, afraid that he would be thanked with a sword to his stomach. Nothing happens, there’s no twisting pain in his gut, his heart continues beating. Sean looks at him, but there’s no anger in his eyes, no want for revenge, just agony and…regret?
“We both aren’t going to make it, Shadow.” Sean pants out, and Shadow feels his stomach drop. Sean was going to turn against him. He was going to murder Shadow in cold blood and make his way to freedom. Shadow makes peace with that faster than he thought. Shadow deserves death, and Sean deserves a long and happy life.
“You need to kill me.” ”
It is written 🫡 sitting at a cozy 7.4K words but I still have to proof read 😔 This is probably my favourite thing I’ve ever written. It’s definitely not Shakespeare level, but I’m still pretty proud of it. Hopefully you guys like it too lol 🫶 should be up in the next day or two :)
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I posted! This is def my favourite fic that ive written so far :') hope you guys enjoy :D
As the world caves in by Matt Maltese but it’s Sean and Shadow at the end of the last zombie scenario, confessing their love moments before dying