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    “This is all so stupid.” Judelow huffs. “Utter bullshit.”

    “I know, right? All because I failed one class.” Sharpness turns, his skin—bristled with grass—clearly causing discomfort. It’s not long before he sits up and starts to brush away the grass, only for more to stick onto him. He gives up after realising that he will never be devoid of grass, not when he’s sitting in the middle of a grass field next to Judelow, watching the sun as it sets, resting on the horizon.

    Judelow tilts his head slightly, just enough to be able to see the irritation etched onto his features, evidently amused by Sharpness’ annoyance. He can’t help but admire the way the sun casts a subtle, yellow and gold-ish light onto his face, hair, skin, and everything else about him. His hair glistens and shines, his eyes look a less fiercer shade of green, softening into something that Judelow knows is reserved for him only, and his skin practically glows in the sunlight, which makes it harder to believe that Sharpness doesn’t use any facial cleanser or cream of any kind.

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    (in which Sharpness and Judelow can’t handle being away from each other, Sharpness has helicopter parents, and two 17 year olds don’t make smart decisions.)

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    10 Mar 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 27

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    "It was supposed to be a normal day, a regular fucking day, but Jude should have know that normal wasn’t possible on the Strength SMP.

    All Jude had wanted to do was tend to his inventions, a nice relaxing day full of redstone corrections and pure focus. All he had wanted was 24 hours to do what he did best— traps. .
    It was calming when all Jude had to worry about was the placement of pistons and the setting of a repeater. It helped his head from throbbing and thinking too deeply about recent events.

    Events that involved a certain someone that Jude really did not want to think about. Not now— not ever again. "

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    Jude accidentally messages Sharpness out of habit while getting jumped, havoc ensues- full of confusion, hurt, and an inability to communicate.

    Will they figure out their emotions or drown in them?

    This fanfiction takes place a couple of weeks after Sharpness betrays Jude and is essentially the aftermath of it all.

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    10 Mar 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 41

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    Under the pressure of Blue Lock, Isagi Yoichi starts vaping to keep himself steady. It works too well. As the habit becomes a secret he can’t let go of, cracks begin to form in the routine he’s built to survive. Michael Kaiser, who should mind his own business, notices anyway, and refuses to look away.

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    Isagi started smoking after the NEL and can’t handle the pressure of the approaching U-20 world cup. In an World Cup opening event, he reencounters Kaiser, now they both share Isagi's secret.

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    08 Mar 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 97

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    Wind blew past him as he fell. It caressed his purple locks in the only violent nature he knew he'd endure again and again willingly. Wemmbu gazed at the skies painted in orange (flaming) hues, for an entire second forgetting that he was pushed off...

    By the person he thought he could trust and turn his back to. Suddenly everything felt...

    So far away.

    It matters not. Not anymore even if it's a betrayal Wemmbu experiences yet another time. He felt tired. Bone deep exhausted. Perhaps that was the reason for Flame's next blows to be not as strong as usual.

    In the end it doesn't really change anything. Wemmbu still feels that hollow exhaustion by the time he admits defeat, by the time he gives up his title of 'the strongest' and Lettuce comes to collect him. For some reason the idea of execution doesn't sound as bad as it did before.

    Maybe he could even rest a bit. Or see Rejoice.

    Or: Wemmbu is tired. Flame... for some godforsaken reason... Cannot just not care.

    Set after/during his Prison arc and some crumbs of the invis arc.

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    05 Mar 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 14

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    He launches himself up to the castle, he was starting to run low on wind bursts but they practically won already. his gaze immediately lands on Lettuce who was watching his empire fall in record time. Wemmbu grins at Lettuce who was trying to look composed, "congrats Letty" he teases, "you lost."

    Lettuce ignores him, his jaw clenching as he stares down at the war beneath their feet. Flame and Theo hunting after Purpled who somehow managed to keep himself alive. It was over, Parrot won and it was only a matter of time until the furry got executed, if that's what Parrot wanted. 

    "Hellooooo? Lettuce?" Wemmbu calls impatiently, wanting a reaction from the fallen king.

    "I'm not going to let you kill me, Wemmbu. I'm not going to give up on something I spent my life working for. I'm not going to die without killing at least one of you with my own hands." Lettuce replies, finally locking eye contact with him, a challenge.

    Wemmbu laughs, sharp and disbelieving  "D'alright"
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    //AKA in the aftermath of the war against LettuceK, Wemmbu is no where to be seen.

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    05 Mar 2026