just a smol dose of SilverV 'cause i'm sick, tired and high as a kite on painmeds, and these two bring me nothing but blissful pain and dejected happiness 💜
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For a split second, he’s overcome with overwhelming nostalgia. An echo of a dream or a memory of a memory...
A rooftop view, a cityscape bathed in neon and starlight. Midnight breeze fresh with petrichor and dying hope. A feeling of weightlessness, of things done, of long-awaited closure. A long chat about life, heartfelt laughter, and a few cold ones.
"Funny how we're sitting here, facing the end."
"Mhm. The irony is top tier. Never thought we'd have a rooftop date, did you?"
"A date, huh? Shit, if I knew this was a date, I woulda worn something nicer..."
"Ain't about the threads, V. It's about the company. And tonight, as it were, the company's superb."
Cold metal palm against the bony shoulder and the thumping of a heart becomes more deafening than the echo of a rocket launch somewhere in the distance. The thought of an ending comes to mind and it hurts, it hurts worse than a white-hot knife against the skin...
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stupid little meow meow who's skull is being rented by a singular braincell and an entire blorbo
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doodlin' bby gorl 'cause why not!
Johnny in the back be like: 👀
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ah yes, Johnny Silverhand's favorite meatsuit ✨
and a bonus cyberpupper because 1K eddies a month is a small price to pay for one good boy (Johnny loves him)!
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