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After Death (it's not as bad as it sounds) [REVISED] by Cursed_Content
Fandoms: Underworld Office
08 Dec 2020
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What would happen after Eugene dies in the alleyway following Jack.
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so let me break. for the love of god, let me break by katelynnhumbles_006
Fandoms: Mouthwashing (Video Game)
28 Nov 2024
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It’s not like the movies. There’s no poetic quiet, no peaceful passing. It’s nothing like those Boy Scout lectures—ones he never really wanted to attend, anyway—where they droned on about the stages of trauma and what to expect in an emergency. Those were clean, clinical lessons, delivered with the certainty that everything could be fixed if you followed the steps.
No one mentioned how his own heartbeat would drown out every other sound, how the pain would radiate through his body in waves, making his thoughts crash like flotsam on jagged rocks.
No one told him how cold it would get. How lonely.
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28 Nov 2024
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Swansea scratched his stubbled chin, his expression unreadable. He wasn’t good at this kind of thing—feelings, heart-to-hearts, or whatever this was. But the kid looked like he was about to fall apart, and for some reason, Swansea couldn’t just leave it at that.
"Right. Well, sitting here sulking won’t fix it," Swansea said, rolling his shoulders like he was preparing for battle. "Get up."
Daisuke blinked. “Huh?”
“I said get up, kid. We’re going to the kitchen.”
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Curly climbs down the steps to the supply room door and releases the door latch. These side rooms don't have the same safety lights as the halls, they rely on motion sensing, so as the door slides open, he waits. The lights flicker once, twice, and then they stay lit, revealing walls of locked trunks and crates full of rations, spare clothes, toiletries, and–
…Daisuke?
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or, daisuke is having a hard time, the captain comforts him
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Then he says between staggered breaths, scared, cornered, and Jimmy, and Anya feels her blood run ice cold in an all-too familiar way. Her stomach drops as she remembers seeing him in the lounge bantering with the co-pilot before she headed to bed, the two of them surrounded by empty cocktail glasses with Swansea sitting on standby a few feet away. She swore he was still there when she left, she’s sure he was, he must’ve—
She should have seen the warning signs, should have recognised it, should have done something. But nobody does, her brain unhelpfully supplies. Nobody ever does.
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or; anya finds the strength to tell curly what jimmy did, but only after daisuke tells her first. she wasn’t his only victim.
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“Do you think it would help if I was there with you while you slept?”
Anya’s eyes widen. “Huh?”
“I don’t know, honestly,” Daisuke shrugs. “But whenever I had trouble sleeping, well- just having someone else in the room with me or at least having someone on the phone helped me sleep. Maybe it could help with your case?”
Anya has insomnia. Constant paranoia preventing her from getting a good night’s sleep. Daisuke, relating to the feeling, knows just how to help.