"Raskolnikov felt sick, but he couldn't say why / When he saw his face, reflected in his victim's twinkling eye / Some things you'll do for money, and some you'll do for fun / But the things you do for love, are going to come back to you one by one" - Love Love Love-The Mountain Goats
Hi! I'm butterfingers. I like to write, draw, and scribble down any and all thoughts that cross through my mind, even if only for a quick moment. My favorite part of writing is ripping pieces of canon off and scampering away to play around with it in a corner. Feel free to leave comments, they make my day, and I'd love to hear theories, reactions, and reflections on my work! :)
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You've been in the Blacksite long enough to know to never break the preset rules. Many of the rules have been...

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Violetta has a dream- many in fact- but the most prominent one is the dream to run away. But, when you sit wi...