The Loop: Intro
(TW: Death and general Hunger Games warnings)
World Tour was used to it. He was tired of it, almost. He'd open his eyes and be standing at that podium and hear that familiar count down for these god damned death games to start all over again. He'd looped through them who knows how many times now. Hundreds? Thousands? That was definitely an exaggeration but it had been a while.
He was so used to seeing his friends die over and over and over. He was used to killing them too. They never remembered. To them, each time they woke up here the circumstances were fresh and shocking and horrifying. And they were, really, World was just... numb.
It was all because of that damn Pinkie Promise. World wished he'd never made it.
It wasn't Eldest's fault. Eldest hadn't known, way back in that first loop, that making that silly little promise would lead to this. He's been delirious with infection and fever, and had still been trying to save face and make sure WORLD wasn't sad. World had tried desperately to save him. He really did. And when Eldest was too far gone... He'd asked World to win for him.
And World had Pinkie Promised.
A Pinkie Promise was next to sacred for the trolls.
World should have known better. And however many loops in he was now, he still hadn't managed to win…
World was just tired.
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Grey was angry. White hot and visceral. He'd die, and death was supposed to be the end, only to wake up on this stupid podium listening to this damn countdown in these music forsaken death games. It made him angry.
He'd looped... maybe nearing the 90's now. Getting close to a hundred. He was only half keeping track, mostly out of spite, but the days and the loops seemed to blur together after enough time passed.
Grey would be the first guy to admit he had a temper. It was easy to rile him up and he snapped pretty often. This time though, this time was different. He was angrier than usual. Angry at the Games, angry at the loop, and angry at his past self.
He'd made a silly, stupid promise to win the games. He knew it was stupid and part of him wondered why he even made it at this point. Some half-assed swear to an already dead man that he would win the games, and from what he remembered he had been either third or fourth.
Not bad.
But not good enough.
He somehow found himself longing for the chaotic yet safe days back at the support house, where everyone was at each other's throats but at least they were all safe and relatively happy and content.
Grey let out a little puff of breath and started through the forest again.
Grey was just angry.
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Eldest was…
Eldest was devastated.
He'd been thrown into... some kind of arena, forced to fight and kill people he considered friends, and live through hell. And then he'd opened his eyes and he was just back on the podium again.
He could still remember how horrifying it had been.
He'd been running most of the time, sticking with Grey. Grey was safe, Grey wouldn't hurt him.
And then Grey had... Grey had gone off on his own for just a bit and got himself blown up. By the time Eldest had got to him, Grey was barely holding in.
He'd held his friend, his best friend, close. He remembered crying, trying to stay strong for Grey but being unable to. He'd grabbed a knife, something sharp and deadly, enough to put his friend out of his misery.
"I'll win for you. Pinkie promise." Eldest murmured, trying to stay positive and let Grey rest in his last moments.
He saw Grey's eyes widen slightly in... in horror? But Eldest didn't have time to process that before he sank the weapon into his friends chest.
Grey went limp.
And Eldest screamed.
He'd sat there, cradling his dead friends body, until someone had came by and killed him.
Now, Eldest was standing on the podium again, horror filling him as he looked around. It was like- It was like it had just started all over again.
And Eldest was just devastated.
Context: On discord we were messing around with the Hunger Games simulator and a bunch of JD's from the Dory Verse. Things spiraled. Now We have a fun timeloop story that we are so normal about.
Art and Grey JD by @ijjstlostthegame
World Tour AU by @year2000electronics
Eldest and Youngest and The Loop Fic By meeee < 3
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