Lil' Jim's Forsaken Fics
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007n7 wasn’t used to being around a lot of people—let alone letting them close enough to become friends. Being a single father to a kid as chaotic as c00lkidd was already more than he could handle. And that’s without even mentioning the multiple jobs he had to take just to scrape by.
In summary, making friends? An ulikely occurrence.
And so, imagine his surprise when, somehow, both c00lkidd and—yes, him, as in himself—actually managed to make some.
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- Part 1 of Lil' Jim's Forsaken Fics
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Guest 1337 raised an eyebrow but kept his voice even. “Good morning, 007n7. You’re up early.”
007n7 turned slowly to face him, blinking in surprise like he hadn’t noticed the soldier enter. For a split second, there was an eerie blankness behind his eyes—just long enough to notice—before a broad, bright smile spread across his face.
“Well, yeah! Waking up early is the first step to a great day!” he said cheerfully.
Or, as 007n7’s mental state deteriorates, c00lgui decides it’s time to take matters into its own hands—crafting a solution of its own design.
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- Part 2 of Lil' Jim's Forsaken Fics
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“I—I’m…” Noli stammered, stumbling back, his voice stuttering like corrupted code. “I—I’m sᴏrrʏ—r I di—dn’t m//mean—!”
His words glitched as they left his mouth, flickering like a corrupted file. His voice cracked, thin and desperate, as tears streamed down his face.
He hadn’t meant for this.
This wasn’t how it was supposed to go.
Not like this.
Or, a “what-if” scenario, where Noli had found 007n7 earlier than what was intended.
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- Part 3 of Lil' Jim's Forsaken Fics
- Part 1 of With a Temper Like You
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“YOU CAME BACK!” the boy shouted, skidding to a stop in front of him, breathless. “Okay okay okay—look—LOOK.”
He shoved a crumpled sheet of notebook paper at Mafioso.
There was a photo of a man—middle-aged, brunette hair streaked with gray, kind face—poorly glued to the center. The corners were peeling up. Crayon doodles surrounded it and glitter clung to everything.
Beneath the photo, scrawled in glitter gel pen and at least three different colors, were the words:
“do u swip rite for my dad? he is nice and make good chili. pls consiter.”
Mafioso stared.
Then stared some more.
The boy was watching him with huge eyes, like this was the most important business transaction of his life.
He clutched the straps of his backpack, practically bouncing in place as he impatiently asked. “Well??”
Join c00lkidd on an adventure to find the perfect sugar daddy for his dad!
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- Part 4 of Lil' Jim's Forsaken Fics
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1x1x1x1 let out a low, guttural chuckle, the kind that sounded like it could peel paint off walls. Finally. That smug, obsolete waste of code Shedletsky was right where she wanted him. Again. And this time? She wasn’t settling for a quick death—she was going to carve the admin right out of his ribcage and watch his eyes go dim like the pathetic little bug he was.
She raised her blade with precision, already savoring the scream.
Then someone leapt in front of him.
Her blade halted mid-swing.
Seriously? That guy? Seven-number-something? 007n7? What was he even doing here—trying to pull a last-minute hero move? Gag.
She rolled her eyes, fully expecting a noble, brainless body block.
But instead, the guy reached into his jacket—
And pulled out a gun.
Or, The Spectre gives 007n7 a gun. What could possibly go wrong? (Spoiler: everything)
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- Part 5 of Lil' Jim's Forsaken Fics
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Guest turned towards him. “Well,” he asked, “what about you? What would you do if you could go back in time?”
007n7 took a moment to think.
In the end, he never did answer.
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- Part 6 of Lil' Jim's Forsaken Fics
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Exactly what the title implies: oneshots where 007n7 gets dragged through hell and back.
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- Part 7 of Lil' Jim's Forsaken Fics
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“What the fuck.” The thought slipped out before he realized.
c00lkidd’s tail immediately smacked against his harm in protest. “Dad, you can’t say that,” he scolded, frowning up at him. “That’s a bad word.”
007n7 didn’t respond. Didn’t even register it, really.
Because out of everything that he’d been expecting to find—
—this wasn't even on the list.
There, nestled in the middle of the flower field was a body. One with deathly pale skin, and lips that were dry and cracked.
The figure itself was unnaturally thin, dangerously so, like whatever had once filled them out had long since withered away. It looked less like a person resting, and more like something discarded. Left behind to be forgotten among the blooms.
For a brief, tense moment, 007n7’s thoughts shifted away from the corspe and toward the boy in his arms.
Then, the body twitched.
007n7 felt his stomach do a quadruple backflip, dropkicking all his organs in the process.
Holy shit—it’s still alive?
Much to 007n7’s chagrin, c00lkidd somehow manages to befriend anything within a 10-mile radius.
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- Part 8 of Lil' Jim's Forsaken Fics