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talonwolf2 · 2 years ago

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I feel like so promoting my limited life Jimmy coping with being eliminated fic, wrote this in like two days lol (took inspo from Candyphone on tiktok)

Word count: 2,396

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Jimmy was awfully confused the first time the game ended- well at least when it ended for him.

His legs wobbled as he took in the sight below him, Jimmy was sat on a viewing platform no more than a few hundreds blocks above the unknowing participants.

He pressed his face to the barrier of the void as he scanned his place of death in time to watch an arrow pierce Grian, finding his husband nowhere in sight.

He rushed to his feet as he traveled down the invisible barrier running to the place of his and Scott's home.

Gods what did the army do to his husband!

If anyone joined him up there, he hadn't noticed as he frantically ran, failing to track him down.

Oh how he wanted to break down as he mindlessly started wondering after what must have been the rest of the day with no Scott.

But he didn't yet, not until he found the grave he could just make out marked with his name and collapsed into tears.

The flowers on it were already wilting.

Everything in Joel's mind screamed, "kill! Kill! Kill them for Jimmy!"

It didn't hit him till an arrow physically did.

He was going to die right there, weapon in hand.

And like that, in a flash of light, he was gone.

Before he even caught his breath, he felt a presence of another person, slamming him out of his bloodlust.

Skizz grasped Joel's shoulder with his eyes blown wide, "I don't know what happened! I can't reach him!"

At first he was confused, then his eyes traveled past the man, and there was a pile of limbs and feathers that had to have been Jimmy.

He looked back at Skizz, "is he okay?"

"No!" He blurted, "I've tried everything, I can't even make out what he's saying to himself!"

Joel's brow knit together, "I'll talk to him," he pulled Skizz's hand off him, "i'm sure I can talk some sense back into him."

Skizz nodded, "I already tried, he kept saying 'them,' but I couldn't understand the rest."

"'Them?' As in me and Grian," he glanced back.

The both of them flinched as the sound of a sob wracked through the void that watched over the game as it continued without them.

Joel took that as his cue to break away, quickly squatting down next to the crying canary, "Jimmy what happened?"

Another cry exited the man's throat as he grabbed Joel's leather jacket pulling him close. His voice came out loud and broken, "I didn't trip!" He looked at Joel with his tear streamed face, "they- they pushed me!"

Before he could add anything, Jimmy dropped hold of him and moved away, burying his face in his knees.

"It'll be okay, Jimmy," he didn't let himself hold the man, as much as he wanted to, noticing Skizz was joining the two on the forbidden glass, "talk to us."

The canary's wings closed around himself, "you don't get it! They did it to me!"

Skizz gave the other a confused expression, "I'm sure the bad boys didn't mean to-"

"It wasn't them!" He yelled at what was possibly the top of his lungs, "they did!"

Quickly his scream was replaced by a hacking cough as he tried to continue.

"You're just going to hurt yourself," Joel tried to say softly, but his voice wavered, only repeating himself, "whatever we did, we're sorry."

Jimmy had a messy expression washed across his face, "they pushed me. They did! They killed me!" His voice gained more hysteric as he continued.

The men fell silent as they could only watch his hysteric screams turn into something sadder to watch

Neither dared to touch him.

Not like that.

"You're not gonna kill me," his voice was low and unserious as the sharp end of Grian's sword slashed his chest plate.

Wait- he was actually killing him!

The avian had an odd grin on his face, that could only be described as distant, "come here Tim! I've had enough of this!"

"I'm actually dying!" He screamed, as a push replaced the stinging pains across his skin.

And boom.

He hit the ground feeling the pain as he fell, landing harsh on his knees.

But due to the feature of the game, he once again found himself up high watching the game with no pain in sight.

Then only moments later, the familiar mustached man appeared by his side, dazed beyond belief.

"He actually killed us," he panted, trying to catch his breath, "Jimmy I-" in an instant, he froze.

He caught Mumbo's shocked expression, "what's that look for?"

His mouth gaped open as his eyes washed over every detail of the blonde.

"You're different, just- gods Jimmy," his voice shook as he pressed a hand over his mouth, "you have wings."

His expression mirrored Mumbo's, forcing a laugh, "I don't have wings."

Mumbo bit down on his lip, "but you do now."

He looked over his shoulder and sure enough gold wings glimmered on his back "gods! What the hell! Why- what- they did this to me! I- I- I think I'm gonna faint!"

Mumbo was quick to pull his arms around the man, "don't!" He panicked, "I don't know how this place works, I don't know if you can hurt yourself!"

And as he said that, he went out.

Tango grumbled a little as he joined the others.

Skizz ran up to his teammate, "I know you just got here, but we need your help."

"With what?" He smiled at the sight of his long gone teammate.

"It's Jimmy," he watched Tango intently, "he's having a hard time."

His eyes went wide, "he was out first!" Tango started walking, adding under his breath, "those monsters."

And sure enough, with those blazing sets of wings, it was easy to track down the avian.

Jimmy was sitting as a pathetic pile, Joel sitting beside him silently.

"Hey buddy," Tango forced a smile, as he sat down next to him, taking his hands in his, "I'm here."

The abnormal warmth of his ex-soulmates hands came as a comfort as more and more people were eliminated and circled the emotional avian.

Tango freed one of his hands to wipe away his tears, "look at me, as soon as the game ends, you'll be safe back in your Empires, okay?"

He nodded as his tears kept flowing, pulling him close, "I'm still sorry," he cried into Tango's pointed ear, letting his head fall into Tango's vest.

He rubbed Jimmy's back, "I am not upset, you can't control what they made you."

As he buried his face further into Tango's neck, he whimpered, "I hurt you, we barely spoke."

"This is just how these games work," he placed a kiss on the top of the avian's head, "I still love you."

Jimmy shook his head, "but you don't, I was never worth your love."

"No, don't say that, I would have spoiled you to the moon if they would let me!"

"Tango, I'm telling the truth, you just cared because they bound you to me."

With that the netherborn pulled the avian off him, "listen," he held Jimmy so they were making eye contact, "I don't care if that's how they put us together, I will forever love you."

"But-" he didn't get to finish his rebuttal before Tango kissed him, quick and sharp.

Jimmy looked at him with a new expression, "gods, I'm so sorry," he cried before he pulled Tango close to kiss him himself.

Tango was quick to pull Jimmy closer as he felt the avian's desperation, and-

"Get a room!" Cleo shouted, freshly joining them, awfully bitter.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" He shouted into the void for a long period of time before Tango finally managed to track him down in there.

"Jimmy, you're okay!" He exclaimed, hugging the man close.

He only cried more as Tango held him, "I killed us!" He mumbled as he pressed a hand over his own mouth.

"No Jim, it's okay," he said softly, "it's just the game, it's just too bad."

Jimmy cried out, "'just too bad,' Tango this is the third time I've died first! They cursed me!"

The netherborn gave a huff, "you know I don't believe in-"

"Tango, I'm serious! They cursed me," Jimmy spat, digging the heel of his hands into his eyes.

He was quick to move Jimmy's malicious hands, "that's not going to help, let me understand what's going on."

Jimmy only tensed.

"Come on, who cursed you?" Tango started pushing, holding his hands softly, "why are you convinced you're cursed?"

"You wouldn't understand," his words strained as he fought back more tears, "they don't want me to be happy." Jimmy caught Tango's expression, "you aren't supposed to love me," he shifted away from him, "it's beyond your understanding."

His soulmate tightened his hold on him, "I may not, but I want to try."

Everything in him threatened to break again, avoiding his eyes, knowing they could shatter his heart.

Why did this have to matter so much to Jimmy!

These are just stupid games!

But gods, they had to make the pain of it all sting.

"Hey," he felt a hand settle across his cheek, "you won't lose me," and the other wrapped around his waist, "if it's bothering you this much, tell me love."

Jimmy didn't realize he was still crying until Tango's thumb ran under his eye, "what do you know about the Watchers," he got out before he could stop himself.

Grian's heart sank, as he tripped(?) and landed in a scattered pile of cobblestone.

That shouldn't have happened!

He was about to make it- why had he felt pressure when he was only tens of blocks from the safe water!

Don't say they are doing something!

And like Joel and Tango, Skizz collected him, but he didn't process a single word.

They were playing dirty.

He should have made it, Jimmy shouldn't have fell.

He wouldn't let himself forget the elongated length of time he had been stuck watching the game go on without him before being eliminated.

That shouldn't have happened.

They took his Watcher nature and forced his hand as his friends took care of his physical form.

Like him, Pearl had something similar happen.

She had cried to him, but unlike him, she was shocked when a familiar player had taken her place, and Pearl could hear every single one of the player's thoughts.

They knew Pearl wasn't dealing with it all well, from Tilly, to everything to do with Scott, his suicide, and gods being thrown back into a game so soon.

So they destroyed her.

What about Scott and Martyn!

The Watchers despised Scott and-

Gods he should watch Martyn, if they are messing with them, they would mess with his closest ally.

Finally his surroundings caught up to him when Skizz gave him a harsh slap, "Grian! Are you with me?"

He blinked, touching his skin that had to be reddening, "I'm here, just-"

Skizz cut him off, "do you know why this is all bothering Jimmy so much?"

Grian nodded shyly, "sadly I do."

"I think he wants to talk to you, we all saw what happened to you," he started bouncing his leg, "your death really freaked him."

He huffed, hiding a sad smile, "I bet it did."

So, he was led to Jimmy, who admittedly, was doing better than he thought.

The canary was making understandable conversations with Joel and Tango.

He felt as if he took a sigh of relief seeing it.

"Tim," he held a firm expression, "are you alright?"

And like that, his eyes lit up, "Grian!" He shouted, rushing to his feet, pulling the other avian into an aggressive hug, "I didn't trip! They pushed me!"

He took a deep breath as he hugged Jimmy close, "I know, they pushed me too."

"Why are they doing this?" Jimmy asked in a whisper so the rest couldn't hear them.

Grian had to think, being he was still a Watcher, but he didn't know. "They're playing dirty this time, I'm sorry."

The canary let go, "no, I'm sorry, for so many of my actions," he kept his head down, fidgeting his hands together, "and for all this mess."

"None of us can control what happens here, they loop us here," Grian sniffled, "but you know that means you get to see me and all the others."

"But it includes so much hate," Jimmy shook his head, "I wouldn't care if I never saw any of you again if it meant we never went through this stupid process again!" He shouted the last words.

Silence surrounded the two, Grian knew they wouldn't stop until everyone was broken and exhausted.

"Timmy, acting like it doesn't bother you won't work," Grian made sure his eyes were on him, "it's in your nature to love."

With a big sigh, he laughed, "you know me too well."

He was going to keep acting whether or not he should.

Before even going back, his empire already felt so lonely

The problem came when Pearl joined them.

She was a mess.

They all knew the canary would be an issue, but the moth hybrid was a surprise.

Even Jimmy was surprised, but it was because it all made him feel so ignored all of a sudden.

She curled into BigB crying into the armor that matched her own, the reality of the games always hurt.

Whether they all wanted to admit it or not, it was true.

People like Etho and Scott were good at hiding its effect on them, but that doesn't mean it didn't.

BigB hugged her tighter as everyone was dead silent, the only sound ringing was the sound of Pearl's scream as Martyn sent his sword through Scott's body.

Even though she knew she wouldn't feel it anymore, it didn't mean seeing him hurt- especially die, wouldn't make everything in her panic and thrash.

The events unfolding confused most, but to Jimmy and Grian, it felt like it was all happening in slow motion.

His cackle, the tinge of color in his eyes, it was telling.

They really were playing dirty.

Worse than any with understanding of the Watchers would expect.

So many negative emotions.

They must be so proud of themselves.

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