pxraxise
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- Corpse Party (Video Game) (2)
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- Green Day (1)
- The Blair Witch Project (1999) (1)
- My Chemical Romance (1)
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nine hundred and ninety-nine, one left to go.
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it's a saturday, early morning, and vanilla cupcakes can't be so hard to fuck up, right?
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- Part 2 of nakihara fics
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drabbles of our favorite ww2 lesbians
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- Part 2 of if you go chasing rabbits
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in which you can read the journal entries of a sexually confused sniper and her comments on society and balancing life and death.
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- Part 1 of if you go chasing rabbits
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in which everything sucks.
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When Octane gets his leg blasted off by a Kraber, Revenant volunteers Bloodhound to take care of him.
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01 Oct 2020
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She had never bled like this in the Games. There was no protection here, no more second chances. It wasn't just an unfair match; this time, it was a fight for her life.
But then it wasn't her own life she was fighting for.
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05 Aug 2020
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An incident on the battlefield compromises Bloodhound’s health. Caring deeply for them, Elliott is personally keen on seeing them get better. He convinces Bloodhound to let him take care of them, and they quickly grow fond of having him around.
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28 Jul 2020
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it's too cold (so let me hold your hands) by curiouswraith
Fandoms: Apex Legends (Video Games)
24 Jul 2020
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"What're you doing up here?"
"Just… thinking. And what brings you up here?"
"I wanted to give you your hot chocolate before it got cold. If I brought it to you cold, I might as well have brought you chocolate milk instead." Wattson giggled at her own joke while Wraith smiled and rolled her eyes.
This was the spot Wraith always came to whenever she needed space to breath. All the city lights and sound of traffic gave her a perfect place to be able to just think. The lights weren't too blinding and were pretty at night and the sound of cars driving past gave her plenty of white noise. It was therapeutic.
(this is my first fic, please be easy on me)
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24 Jul 2020