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kr0ffie · 7 months
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"Just almost within reach"
Whumptober day 6 - “It should have been me”
• Fandom : School Bus Graveyard (Webtoon)
• Genre : Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort
• TW : Hospital, vague mentions of injuries, mentions of bullying, survivor's guilt
• Extra Note : Whumptober except im 6 days late. Gonna do prompts 1-5 and 7 tommorow. Hopefully.
This is shorter than my usual fics, as I want to get a head start on whumptober. Literally almost never wrote whump before tell me if I did good.
Now enjoy!
How can Taylor be so fucking stupid?
He was right there. If she was just a little faster- a little bit faster-
But that isn’t what happened, a voice in her head said.
No matter how fast, she knew, they knew, that she could never reached Tyler. Everything happened so fast, too fast.
It was Tyler’s fault, in a sense. It was he who was gripping the car handle, and when Ashlyn swerved the car, it was he who accidentally opened the door, resulting in him falling out.
It was not Ashlyn’s, or Aiden’s. Nor was it Ben’s, Logan’s, or even Taylor’s.
It was Tyler’s own fault.
The– phantom? No, even that thing can’t be called a phantom. The monster was just behind them. If they were a bit slower, the monster would’ve caught on to them, and they’ll die.
Ashlyn was right to leave him behind, even though none of them wanted to. They need to survive first, and then they’ll try to find Tyler.
But that didn’t happen, the voice said again. None of you found him, and now look what happened to him.
“Fuck off..” Taylor muttered to herself.
“Huh?” Logan lifted his head up from where it was resting on his knees.
“Nothing.” Taylor assured him quickly.
The hospital was silent. Logan was curled up beside her right, with Ben sitting and tapping his feet besides her left on the waiting bench they’re on. Besides their bench, was another bench where both Aiden and Ashlyn were sitting, the two of them holding hands tightly. Taylor would’ve made fun of them, if not for Ashlyn’s dried tear tracks and the distant look on Aiden’s face.
The other parents had asked if Taylor’s friends would like to go home, while Taylor and her mom waited here for news. But the five of them refused to move from their seats, and Aiden even almost had a shouting match with his parents. In the end, their families decided to go to the hospital’s canteen, leaving their kids some alone time.
Silence fell once again, with only Ben’s tapping of feet and other people’s hushed whispers accompanying the silence.
And then there’s a choked sob.
Heads turned towards Logan, who started sobbing quietly into his knees. Choked sobs and quiet hiccups filled the room. Taylor puts a hand on his shoulder, giving him some comfort.
“I- I should’ve shot the- the thing-” He quietly said between hiccups. “I- I should’ve stalled us some- some more time, so that-” He stopped talking, and started to sob more loudly.
None of them has ever seen Logan cry. Even since before they became friends, before they cared for each other. Even when they saw him getting beaten up to a pulp, pushed into the lockers, or even dunked into the toilet- none of them has ever seen him cry before.
So of course, Logan crying was the breaking point for the others too.
Taylor’s grip on his shoulder tightened, and before long, tears started going down her face too.
“No. Logan- don’t fucking say that-” A choked sob came out of her throat. “It- I should’ve moved faster- he was just within my reach- he wouldn’t have ended up like this if I just moved faster-”
Warm suddenly embraced her. Logan was hugging her. He was holding her as if she was his lifeline, as if she’s gonna fall out just like Taylor.
So she hugged him back as tightly.
“It- it should have been me Logan. He didn’t deserve- I should’ve been the one who-”
There’s a sudden screeching of chairs. Taylor looked up, only to be met with a slap to her face.
“Don’t, and I mean don’t, you fucking dare, say that, ever again.” Ashlyn was staring holes into Taylor, hand still up. A beat passed, hushed whispers turned completely quiet as strangers that none of them knew watched the scene unfolding beneath them.
Ashlyn’s figure was shaking. Her lips started to tremble, and seconds later she broke down. Tears streamed down, and with shaking hands she wrapped both Taylor and Logan into a hug.
Taylor’s cheek was still throbbing, but she couldn’t care less. The three of them cried into each other’s shoulders, ignoring everything and everyone around them. Sometime later, Ben and Aiden would quietly join their little bubble.
Something that Taylor realised while the others were still breaking down, was that they're kids. Children.
Six kids, against the world. Just trying to live, trying to survive.
Five kids, crying into each other on the floor of a hospital, desperately praying to any god out there for their other friend to survive.
No, everything will not be okay, even after Tyler wakes up- because he will wake up.
None of them will be okay, but at least they can share their pain with each other.
A voice in Taylor's head kept telling her that it's her fault Tyler is injured, but Taylor just cursed the voice before holding onto her friends tighter.
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kr0ffie · 7 months
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Tommy stared into Purpled's eyes. Magenta eyes-that always reminds Tommy of amethyst, no matter when-stared back at Tommy's sky blue ones.
3 years, since they last talked properly. And somehow, they still managed to understand everything about the other.
Purpled tightened his hold around the golden blond. Tommy closed his eyes.
And they jumped.
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or; It has been 3 years since Tommy and Purpled last talked properly. They have only talked to each other through birthday wishes and holiday messages. One day, flames engulfed their school.
or, or; How two estranged friends learned to love each other again, while trapped in a quest of saving this weird colorful and magical world.
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kr0ffie · 4 months
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sketches i did at school when i was half asleep
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these are OCs based on the fanfic i'm currently working on;
"A dream of making the best theater shows to ever exist brings 4 unlikely people into a small theater club on the brink of disbanding"
sorry for not posting on ao3 often lol. have this sketches as an apology (シ_ _)シ
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kr0ffie · 1 year
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Various shades of colors
Summary:
"You must be class 1-A right? The hero students?" She asked.
"Yes." The hobo looking man answered, Eraserhead, her mind helpfully supplied. "And might I ask how you know that?"
Miyuki grinned. She threw her empty coffee cup into a nearby trash bin and bowed dramatically. Curse her for being such a theater kid.
"The name's Miyabe Miyuki, and I am a member of the Armed Detective Agency"
~°~°~°~
When the principal of UA sent a request to ADA, Fukuzawa immediately knew something is up.
When he informed the Agency Members, all of them knew something is up. Specifically, what the Hero Commission is up to.
They accepted it anyway, just to poke fun at the naive heroes.
And besides, it's about time that the heroes stopped looking through black and white lenses.
It's time they see the various shades of colors that exist.
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or; Class 1-A is sent to Yokohama to observe and gather information on the Armed Detective Agency. They'll get to experience their first "infiltration" mission!
Unfortunately for them, they are facing some of the greatest detectives, and they saw right through their plan.
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kr0ffie · 2 years
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*cocks gun* check out my fic series :)
(you dont have to lol)
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kr0ffie · 2 years
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C O G H E A R T
i wrote a cogheart fic lol, check it out if you want: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40669707
im probably the first ever person to make a cogheart fic
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kr0ffie · 7 months
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watch me try to do Writober and forgetting half-way
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kr0ffie · 2 years
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Roses Roses are beautiful. It makes me feel wonderful. With its astonishing colors, It brings joy to others.
Though I always love red roses. It reminds me of blood from movies about deathmatches.
Isn't death a funny thing? It is something that is worth weeping. It gives people fear and sorrow, And it is filled with darkness and horror.
I sometimes think about death. But I always cut the thought with a breath. Because I still want to live, And I am glad that I'm alive.
As entertaining and inviting as the thought of dying, I still want to keep on trying. As much as I want to fall into an endless void, I am not as bold as I thought I would.
Red roses remind me of blood. And therefore, it also reminds me of death. But as I take a breath of fresh air, I remind myself that I am alive.
I am alive, and I will continue doing so. Though if the thought ever occurs, I think I'll entertain the thought once more.
I heard roses bloom a lot more this time of the year. --------
First time trying to write poetry! Originally posted on quotev, but i decided why not here too?
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kr0ffie · 2 years
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"Lily?" Robert ask.
"What is it Robert?" Lily replies, still not taking her eyes of the zepellin.
"Lets run away."
Lily looks at him, thinking he was joking.
The serious look on his face said otherwise.
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Hey yall, im back with another gacha design and a sneak peak at what i'm writing.
If you dont know, this two characters are Lily Hartman (left) and Robert Townsend (right) from a book series called "Cogheart" by Peter Bunzl. Go check it out it's a cool series!
Should i be starting a new fic when i have two other on-going fics? No. Did i do it anyway? Yes. And i am gonna post it probably in a week or two, depends on if writer block decides to visit me or not.
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kr0ffie · 1 year
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GOD ok yeah how do i do this-
Yo, the name's Muku or Kroffie. i'm trans-masc (ftm) and uses he/they pronouns currently, and i'm somewhere on the aroace spectrum. uhh i'm a minor, and i'm from Indonesia. yeah thats it. feel free to send me asks, as long as its not weird.
uhh fun facts ig?? :
- i got the username kroffie from a dessert called croffle (a mix between crossaint and waffle). very delicious, 10/10. especially with ice cream.
- the name Muku on the other hand is from a character from A3!. i'm not rlly in the a3 fandom anymore but i'm already attached to this name.
- i'm in so much fandoms even i cant keep track.
- im the type of guy who wrote the first chapter of a fanfic idea i have without any plan whatsoever and just post it before disappearing for months (ehem shameless self-promo btw; kroffie on ao3)
- oh yeah i have a lot of headcanons for characters feel free to ask me about them (fandoms: pjsk/proseka, genshin, re1999, bsd, natsume yuujinchou, apothecary diaries, percy jackson, trials of apollo, harry potter, school bus graveyard, our walk home, little matcha girl)
oh yeah, DNI if ur problematic (homo/trans-phobic, racist, etc)
i also tag my posts with "muku___" so it'll be easier for both me and you to find whatever.
this is just a silly blog i use for the most random shit. you'll see me reblogging and talking about the most controversial thing and the next moment you'll see me ranting about my fav ships.
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