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hugs. / MCYT

in which the reader experiences how they hug.

warnings: fluff, sad, some mention of suicide

dream

wouldn't let go until you do.

he wraps his arms around you and rests his head on yours / your shoulder.

if he's feeling cute, he would pick you up in the middle of the hug and swing you both around.

if he's sad, he would probably drag you to lay down, and would rest his head on you chest, with his arms wrapped around your ribs.

he gives great hugs, and loves giving them.

sapnap

a big bear.

would squeeze you as much as he can by the waist, then shove you into his chest by the back of your head.

if he's leaving/missed you, he would wrap his arms around your shoulders and just hug you softly for a couple minutes.

he sometimes sits with you standing in front of him, and wrap his arms around your hips and nuzzle his head to your stomach.

he's definitely very comfy, and his hugs are the best.

george

gives sweet little awkward hugs.

wraps his arms around you for a few seconds, and softly leans his head against yours.

he would occasionally give you back hugs, but only when he is needy.

karl

literal golder retriever.

mans shakes in excitement when he opens the door to see you.

he pulls you into his arms, and just sways you both back and forth.

he would also just wrap his arms around you and lift you in the air for a few seconds, before dragging you away to play games.

if it's been a long day, he would just collapse in your arms, dragging you down with him.

he just lays his head on your collar bones with a pouty face.

alex

would jump into you arms.

no warning, man's just launches himself at you.

probably knocks you both into a plant you gave him.

you get mad, but he just shrugs and drags you away.

he's the type that would randomly jump on you.

rip ur back 🙏

tommy

short little greeting hugs.

wraps one arm around you and rests his chin on yours/your shoulder.

if he's feeling stressed or sad about a stream or video, he would just want to be held.

you both sit in chairs in front of his pc where he had been editing/streaming.

and you face eachother, knees touching.

then, he just collapses into you arms.

you panic, because you aren't sure if he fainted because of his low blood pressure or not.

but you melt when you realize he just needs huggies.

so you wrap your arms around his upper back, and play with his hair as he stares into space, his arms around your waist and he's slouched over into your chest.

tubbo

the warmest hugs ever I swear-

he's so comfy, you could fall asleep on him

you probably have before LMAO

he wraps his arms around your shoulders, and yours are around his waist

if you are feeling down, he would sit beside you, and let you rest your head on his shoulder

you hug his arm, and he just let's you rant or cry, or even just sit in silence.

you both squeeze into his gaming chair, and wrap your arms around each other to fit.

then you get stuck and chat laughs at you.

ranboo

tol lanky boi is real enderman.

pretty much just wraps his arms around your head LMAO

and you just hug his torso, face smashed against his chest.

you would probably make him stand in front of the bed to let you cling to his back like a koala.

if he's upset, he would slump against you, his back to your chest, and you wrap you arms around his shoulders, and lean your chin on his hair.

then jokingly put him in a choke hold to make him laugh.

wilbur

he gives the best emotional hugs.

his arms are the best.

when he greets you, he squeezes you softly with a 'hey I love you I missed you' feel.

when you feel useless, he picks you up, and sits down, just embracing.

he knows how it feels, so he does what he wished someone did for him.

when he gets those thoughts, you let him lay on top of you, between your legs.

his head on you collarbones, and his curls tickling your jaw.

your hand in his hair, petting him softly.

niki

she's the best at comfort hugs.

she hold you to her chest, and she cards her fingers through your hair.

if your sleepy, she lets you cling to her.

your arms are lazily clinging to her waist from behind.

and she just pats your arms, and continues what she was doing.

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sa-nddd · 3 years

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Euthanasia

Act or practice of causing death painlessly, so as to end suffering

in which y/n watches wilbur die.

Warnings: death, insinuates suicide, sadness, angst, just pain.

will, where is he? she thought, eyes scanning the terrain with a slight panic. when she couldn't catch sight of him, she frantically rushed around, trying to find him. "y/n? what's wrong?" Eret asked, placing his hands on her shoulders to calm her down. as she was going to shove his arms away, the ground started shaking. her eyes widened, and she immediately went into action, dragging Eret away as fast as she could. the explosions surfaced, and the two were shoved back into the ground, the impact of the explosions causing them to groan. as soon as the debris cleared, y/n immediately stood up, running towards the crater that stood in the place of L'manburg. "do it." she heard, and she snapped her head towards the sound. as her eyes met the scene folded in front of her, her blood ran cold. starting from her toes to her chest, she felt like she sunk into an ice bath. it was too much, she felt numb. she didn't blink. she didn't breath. she couldn't do anything, but stand still, as the feeling rushed through her veins.

it was late, and y/n sat on the chair quietly. the two people across from her were talking, and she was bored. she looked around, and her eyes got caught onto the sight of a beanie. she stood, eyes trained on the cloth, and picked it up. as she examined it, she was shaken out of her trance by a hand on her shoulder. she looked up, and a woman stood with a man. the woman, an employee, told her that the man would be her new father. her little 3 year old mind didn't understand much, so she just nodded along. she was picked up to pack her few belongings, and didn't notice the cloth slip through her hands. oh well, it's just a beanie.

"hey!" a voice rang out. y/n giggled, burrowing further into the coats that were contained in the closet she hid in. her brother had been caught be her other brother. as footsteps drew near, she held her breath, staying as still as possible. the footsteps passed, and she let out a sigh of relief. too soon, though, as the doors swung open and she was snatched into the arms of her older brother. "I found you!" he gleamed, squeezing the girl in his arms. she laughed, leaning into the hug. she hid her face in his neck, the hair on the nape of his neck tickling her forehead. the beanie that stood on his head brushed the top of her head, the soft material greeting her. she was dragged into the arms of her other brother, and she clung to him to not fall.

she sat on his bed, waiting for him to return from the village. she was bored, and Phil was in the kitchen preparing lunch. Tommy was 'busy', and didn't want to be bothered. she scanned the room, looking for something to do. her eyes came across the smooth surface of one of his guitars. she perked up, leaning over to pick it up. she looked around, and grabbed a pick from the bedside table. she tuned it, and started strumming the cords he taught her. it was one of her favorite songs, and she asked him to play it often. La Jolla, was the name of the song. she whispered the lyrics, almost in a trance by the music that flooded her ears. she almost hadn't heard the for open, but the heavy steps that followed she did. she looked up, seeing her dear brother smiling at her. she put the guitar aside, and went to hug him. se was on her tiptoes, her arms wrapped around his waist. her head on his chest, his embrace flossing her senses. he tilted them, and swayed them back and forth. the movement caused the beanie stop his curls to tip over onto the floor. neither bothered to get it, but y/n's gaze fell on it.

the first thing she did when she snapped out of her memories, was scream. it wasn't a scream filled with horror, like a girl running from a murderer, but one of pain. it rang out, causing everyone to look at the scene. tears fell down her cheeks in waves, and she kept wailing. her voice cracked, and her throat hurt, but she couldn't contain he cries and wails that escaped her. even when she felt arms wrap around her, she still cried out loud. she leaned into the touch, and yelled out 'no's and sobs, the reality crashing down on her. nothing else but the image in front of her flooded her mind. there was her dear brother, with a sword in his stomach. he was hunched in their dads arms and wings, his lifeless body holding a small smile. when she finally gained feeling in her limbs, she tore away from the arms holding her. she ran towards them, jumping over the lose stone and gravel in her way. she climbed up into the sign covered room, dropping to her knees in front of the two, she immediately wrapped her arms around his cold body. she wasn't sure when Phil's wings wrapped around her, not did she care. all that she thought about was the grip she had on his body. even when Phil left to help the others, she stayed, letting out small screams and sobs of pain and frustration. Eventually, Phil came back with others. Phil tried to coax her to come with him, but she ignored him. eventually, he tugged her away from him, his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her, when he got her unlatched, she clung her arms around, trying to gain grip of him. she failed, only latching onto the cold fabrics of his beanie. she wrapped her arms around herself, fresh sobs causing her body to shake. she doubled over, Phil changing position to cradle her.

the rest of that night was a blur, only flashes of a burial and being taken to a unfamiliar room. she was limp the whole time. numb and quiet. phil basically carried her the whole time, and she didnt let him go. when he tried to put her down on her bed, she still gripped on to him. he didn't fight any longer, just hugging her to sleep.

after that night, things changed. she never spoke again, and she lived alone. she was the one who took all of wilbur's things, and she lived simply, like she was just living with no purpose. she never said a thing ever again, and no one is sure if she isn't able to, of if she just didn't want to. Those who heard her cries that day say she lost her voice after. They were horrible, true pain. they could leave anyone in tears, and you could feel the emotion by the mere memory of it. they were heart wrenching, and left many wondering how she was able to emit them.

she was broken. she was no longer herself, and preferred to be by herself. she was gone. a lost case. no matter how much people tried to help her, she didn't change.

he was gone, and he took her with him.

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sa-nddd · 3 years

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Tumblr just deleted my fucking fic again. I'm pissed. I was happy with it, too :( I didn't get to save it ;-;

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sa-nddd · 3 years

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deff gonna start another series about the bestie Headcanons. 😼✌️

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sa-nddd · 3 years

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Bestie Headcanons

being besties with the dream smp characters.

idk, I was looking through pintrest and saw a bunch of bestie pics, so I thought I'd write something 'bout it.

Dream

would totally be the kind to carry you everywhere.

just walks up to you, leans down and throws you over his shoulder.

"Where are we going, again?"

if you are wearing a skirt or dress, he would pick you up bridal style, making sure to be wary of the length of it.

this mf-

he would be a meanie.

but like, also a sweetie.

would steal your food, then offer you the rest of his meal.

if you need anything, he's got it.

cuddles. all day. every day. 25/8

man's just wants attention.

would force you to get into the cart to push you around the store.

Sapnap

definetly the type to wanna wear matching fits.

if he sees a shirt he likes, he gets one in your size, too.

When he's streaming, you are in the room or house.

If he's not, you two are at your place

not ashamed to ask for affection.

you guys go on drives and listen to different playlist depending on your moods.

you have eachothers passwords to everything.

he constantly posts from your account.

the fans love when he does.

he sometimes posts without knowing it's yours LMAO

you guys always make eachother playlists.

he probably forced you to start streaming with him.

if you aren't together, you are definitely on facetime.

he would let you paint his nails tbh.

George

He seems like he wouldn't be clingy, but i think otherwise.

Man's just has trouble trusting people.

He needs comfort, so you provide that for him.

his pets love you.

would be the type to buy something if it reminds him of you.

he's a bit of a introvert, so you guys stay home alot.

when he's streaming, you are either making a cameo in the background, or doing something around the house.

you just lay in his bed on your phone, or doing school work or something.

maybe fixing a shirt or sewing something.

chat always says hi to you.

then he got his green screen.

chat was upset that they couldn't see you, so he had to lower it to get you to wave from your spot on the bed.

chat was happy after.

Quackity

Alex definitely has you on his streams.

whether it be a short cameo or a bit he thought of, he likes your company.

on stream, he would be annoying, yelling for a CapriSun or something.

off stream, he's a sweetheart.

If you even mention something, he's bringing it to you.

You guys go shopping together.

You always steal his button ups. they low-key really comfy.

he constantly steals your phone.

you tease him alot, just like chat.

chat fucking loves you.

if he starts streaming and you haven't showed up, they are yelling at him.

Sometimes, you dress up to match Alex.

Like during his cooking stream, you randomly popped up in the middle of it wearing a nice black dress.

you guys play music together often.

you sing along to the songs he plays, and chat loves it.

they beg you to sing together every stream.

Karl

oh boy

this man, this man

fucking sweetheart all around.

always puts you first.

the type to physically perk up when your are with him.

when you walk in when he's streaming,

"Y/N!!!"

*tackles you*

"karl I saw you five minutes ago-"

"and?"

...

he's adorable. a smol puppy.

he's constantly clinging to you.

at the store? arms linked.

streaming? holding your hand.

no seriously, if you guys got in an argument you would sit with your backs together and pinkies linked.

he would probably drag you to his Mr. Beast things.

you are like his emotional support human :>

he also likes to match.

he makes you wear outfits he picked out to do insta photoshoots.

mirror pics. that's it. that's the post.

the fans love it.

another to let you paint his nails.

he shows chat when you do.

"LOOK CHAT!!!" *shows off his purple nails*

y'all use nicknames.

like, mine irl is nana, so I'ma use that one.

"Nana, can you tell dream to stop killing me?" *pouts*

"Of course, bubba." *proceeds to murder dream for fucking with karl*

Tommy

he is totally not clingy.

you can totally go hang out with other people.

it's not like he blows up your phone and whines when you do.

totally not

anyways

he's the kind to bully you, but it's somehow affectionate?

going by my height, you are short. 5'1 to be exact.

so obviously, he's gonna tease you about it

"You are so fucking short lmaooo fucking ant"

*cue you kicking his ankles*

"WHAT THE FUCK Y/N"

he's actually very different off camera.

he's a lot quieter, and he is very passionate.

he likes to give you hugs.

hugs you at least 40 times a day.

I don't make the rules :)

Tubbo

chaotic asf

cuddly asf

and overall just a bundle of sunshine.

he be the kind to learn different things to do them for you.

he watched a bunch of videos to learn how to braid your hair.

he's a professional now.

he also learned how to paint nails, do makeup, and straighten hair.

he is full of surprises.

you two have a modded server with a bunch of his streamer friends, but it's not public info.

You were the one who introduced him to ukulele and the keyboard.

you have the friendship where you do everything together.

if one of you wants to try something, the other will, too.

Ranboo

you guys' humor? immaculate.

the type of friends who are akward with everyone BUT eachother.

you guys can be so awkward, but that all goes put the window when you are together.

you go on random trips to Walmart just to run around the toy isle.

you guys take turns pushing the basket and being in it.

basically yin and yang.

you are the more out going person, and he's more self reserved.

Your parents are so used to you guys being together, that they don't question when one of you comes over anymore.

your texts are so fucking chaotic

no one can understand them but you two.

you guys are the type to make up a secret code LMAO

he got his fashion sense from you.

Wilbur

your friendship is iconic.

the type of friends that would most likely end up in jail together KEKW

everyone is envy of you two.

he taught you how to sing and play guitar.

you do vocals for his songs sometimes.

You go ghost hunting together often

you have so many aesthetically pleasing polaroids of eachother.

Chat loves when you appear on his streams.

you are constantly checking oh his mental health, because knowing your best friend was hurting badly at one point hurts you.

just the thought that he was in so much pain at one point makes you physically ill.

He worries for you, too.

He knows what it feels like, and he doesn't want you to go through that.

you guys support eachother so much it's wholesome

when he does singing streams, he sometimes drags you to sing with him.

you guys cry together sometimes, and it is honestly refreshing.

over all very chaotic and emotional.

Niki

besties.

people wish they had your friendship.

you both can't stick to one aesthetic LMAO

you share clothes and things alot.

she loves having you on her streams, her chat does aswell.

you take alot of pictures together.

you both do alot of wholesome things, like bake and plant.

you are eachother's hype women.

she's taller than you, so her clothes are more baggy.

which you love, it's apart of your main aesthetic.

you have a ton of sleepovers.

you paint eachother's nails often.

you love her hugs, they are so warm and comforting.

you make sure she's happy, and she does the same to you.

you both speak in german alot, and if you didn't know it, she taught you it.

very wholesome and cute. 10/10 recommend.

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sa-nddd · 3 years

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first mcyt post! this is a dream smp one! let me know what you think :)

Dream SMP headcanons: being the villain >:)

basically, reader is the chew toy of L'manburg. everyone uses her, yet treats her like crap. she's tired of being a toy, and finally unleashes her power.

takes place in the dream smp

warnings: strong language, injury, manipulation, explosives, strong themes

not proofread, it's 5am on a school night and I haven't slept :)

gender identity: cis female, she/her pronouns, no use of name

she was tired.

days, months, years of being pushed over and treated like shit, how didn't they see it coming?

it started in L'manburg's fight for Independence.

She was passionate, wanting to do everything to help her 'friends'.

she gave them shelter, weapons, supplies, and care.

thinking back, all she sees is their faces in red.

fast forward a bit, the war was done!

celebrations nightly, and never was she invited.

she didn't mind, thinking they just were distracted and forgot to send her an invite.

she does live a few miles away, anyways.

then came Schlatt's takeover.

once again, she sent pogtopia crates of her weaponry and materials, only wanting to help.

only to get left by herself, preparing to defeat Schlatt on her own.

when she saw them all walk to the battle field together, she was torn.

Once again, she was left to her own accord, almost getting hit with DREAM'S arrows.

Techno, however, pulled her away.

The only person who showed her an act of kindness.

She fought with a new determination that day.

A few days after that fight, Techno heard a knock from where he was farming potatoes.

Looking up, he saw her standing on the bottom step of pogtopia's stairs, holding an ender chest.

she walked up to him, stopping a safe distance away before placing down her e-chest and opening it.

she pulled out a few things, three stacks of pink fireworks, a few wither skulls, and netherite blocks.

he looked at her in confusion, not understanding why she gave him so many things.

he refused at first, which made her confused.

everyone always took her gifts with open arms, why wasn't he?

when he asked her why she gave him such a expensive gift, she ended up explaining her story, how she was unknowingly being used for her materials.

techno was low-key pissed.

he'd keep her in mind, he promised.

fast forward a bit more, and the two became closer.

since then, techno has taught her everything she needed to know.

how she was manipulated, used, and a victim.

after realizing what techno was telling her was the truth, she decided to stop her generous ways, giving less and less things to her 'friends' and more towards herself and techno.

the two became close, bonding over being used and their power.

the two were a powerful duo, finding strength within eachother.

they were attached at the hip, techno not being this close to anyone other than Phil.

it was surprising, but welcomed.

techno would teach her his ways in fights, and they often collected materials together.

they basically lived together at this point.

he was soft

skipping forward to Manburg's last battle, they agreed on something.

anarchy was the best B)

jk, that they would do everything in their power to destroy every government they could.

As the battle went on, they stood with their backs together, protecting eachother.

as they confronted Schlatt, techno pushed her behind him, not wanting her in reach of the mentally unstable man in front of them.

as they walked to the podium, leaving Schlatt's body behind, the duo stood proudly next to eachother.

the first government they tore apart as partners, it felt great.

they watched, their proud expressions slipping into angry ones as they watched a new government being formed in front of them.

"The fuck?" she whispered out, following techno as he stood up straight, preparing to shout his next words.

she pulled out her ender chest, doing quick work of pulling out her soul and and wither skulls, as well as some xp bottles to heal her and Techno's armour.

as techno started his speech, she handed him the materials, splashing potions in preparation for the blast damage they might take.

then, the ground rumbled beneath them.

They reacted quickly, moving away from the explosives.

Techno pulled out his crossbow and fireworks, firing at any one he saw.

she stood in front of him, her shield up, blocking the debris and blasts from them.

once the explosions passed their area, they got to work spawning in a Wither each.

"You want to be a hero, Tommy? THEN DIE LIKE ONE!"

The withers took off, heads flying everywhere.

As she looked around, she met eyes with a few of her 'friends'.

trey all looked at her with betrayal and anger in their eyes, finally connecting the dots as to why she was being distant.

she just smirked back, causing them surprise.

Techno was done speaking, it was her turn.

"You know, I don't know why I wasted all those years on the wrong side, this is fun."

they looked shocked, not expecting the usually soft girl to be so evil.

"Does the medicine taste good? Cause it didn't for me.

Betrayal is a strange feeling, isn't it?"

"Being used doesn't feel nice. But hey, you live you learn, right?"

She stared them down, eyes glazed over with dark clouds.

"Y'know, I'm a strong believer in Karma.

I'd say Karma comes in different ways for everyone, and we never know what shape or way it'll come to us."

"However, I do know how it will come back to you."

The group let her words sink in, trying to fight off the withers roaming around.

"It's by me!" she chirped.

" and I know exactly how I'm going to do it!" she smiled, pearly whites showing.

"I'm going tear you apart from the inside. just. like. you. did. for. me."

After that, everything was a blur.

she doesn't remember much, only coming back to her senses when Techno pulled her to the lake, pulling out his trident, and passing her her own.

they flew away, going to pack their things and run away.

time skip a few days, her and phil quickly became friends, the same with ghostbur.

Her and Techno are settled down in a cabin far away, having everything then needed.

things were finally good.

She had caring friends, and nice home, and left her old life behind.

it was nice.

time passed, l'manburg with a new plan to take down Technoblade.

would that happen? fuck no LMAOO

TECHNOBLADE NEVER DIESSSS!

anyways

Phil was under house arrest, Techno was taken by the butcher army, and she was pissed.

actually, pissed was an understatement.

she was stood behind Phil's chimney, peaking at the scene in front of her.

she wasn't afraid, she knew techno had a totem on him, as did she. (courtesy of sugar daddy dré)

However, that didn't stop her from jumping down and gripping onto Fundy's hair, pulling it back harshly and pressing her sword into his neck.

She wasn't going to kill him, she has morals, but they didn't know that.

while they were distracted with her, Phil tossed Techno a pickaxe.

He got free, pearling away.

Quackity noticed, running after him while yelling. the rest followed, leaving her unattended with Carl. She took Carl, waving at Phil and Ghostbur before riding back home.

Now, when she went down to the basement and noticed a misplaced block in the floor, she didn't think she'd find a human down there.

Especially Tommy.

Then again, that kid is always ending up in weird situations.

she dragged him upstairs, forcing him to stay put till Techno comes back from trading with the villagers.

while waiting, the two bonded over their experiences with manipulation, Tommy apologizing to her for what he did.

She forgave him, not blaming the young one for following in the adults foot steps. He didn't know better.

Boy, Techno did not expect Tommy and her to be laughing when he stepped in, but alas, it is what it is

Time skip the preparations, the day of the festival has come.

The three were sneaking around in invis pots, going over the plan multiple times.

That was, until she witnessed the Community House, or at least what was left of it.

She fell to her knees, the memories flowing through her mind.

It had been there since the beginning, something she helped to build.

kc when things were simple, no fighting, no war, just friends hanging out.

she remembers the nights where the ogs would stay up building it, sleeping in beds pushed up together.

just her, Dream, George, Sapnap, Callahan, Alyssa, and Sam, having fun, building and joking around.

back before the fight, when Her and Dream yelled at each other over something useless.

before she ran off to L'manburg, who hated her for her relationships with the opposing team, but kept her for her things.

Her invis pot ran out, her body appearing.

Techno panicked, trying to get her to drink another, but she told him it was fine, to trust her.

He hesitated, but turned his attention to Tommy. she snuck off, watching as people slow started swarming around.

tears fell down her cheeks.

she looked around, meeting eyes with Bad.

She ran to his open arms, crying into them.

This was the only place that she had happy memories at, before she met Techno.

The only place that kept her sane.

She let go of bad, turning to Callahan, who gave her a small, sad smile and pulled her into a hug.

She looked to the side after a few seconds, meeting eyes with George, who also hugged her.

she felt someone's arms wrap around her, and she turned around, meeting Sapnap's eyes, and leaning into him.

Finally, she turned to Sam, who was staring at the destruction with tears streaming down his face.

The two of them were the most attached to the community house.

She stumbled into his arms, both of them sniffling into their embrace.

They both kept their arms around each other, turing to the scene in front of them. As Tommy and Tubbo started fighting, she knew that's her sign to go back to Techno. she let go of Sam, meeting eyes with her friends, letting them know she'd be back.

she wiped her face, quickly gearing up before jumping down beside Techno. she joined him in splashing tommy with pots.

then things took a turn. suddenly, Dream has the disks, tommy is on Tubbo's side again, and Techno and her are pearling out of a mob.

She was out of it the whole time, the Community House affecting her alot.

she decided then, it's time to take revenge.

It was the day they were going to destroy L'manburg once and for all.

She was prepared, wither skulls and soul sand filled her pockets, stacks of tnt filling chests in the sky, the black structure towering over l'manburg.

She had a smile on her face, letting out all her stress and anger.

as l'manburg went down, she could feel herself feel more alive, more free.

She stood with Phil and Techno on top of the crater that was once l'manburg, laughing gleefully.

It was over.

The thing that caused he the most pain.

now that Karma has come collect it's dept, she can be herself again.

"C'mon, let's go home."

she smiled at Techno and Phil, wanting nothing more than some tea and sweets.

Her job was done.

for now, at least. >:)

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