Smokin'──Jimmy Zare || Mouthwashing
“Didn't ask for your company. Sure as hell don't want it.”
„Love pull me down“
Jimmy's havin' a smoke
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no assault, no crash.
This was not a request. I wrote this as a starter (since I took over Jimmy in the RP server), and figured it could feed those of u that are too weenie-esque to join the server.
I have an 18+ only Mouthwashing RP server!
(https://discord.gg/D5nnCE9XuK)
OC friendly, AU friendly, and both the Daisuke and Swanea spots are still open! PLEEEAAAASSSEEE join, we are active, have tons of ocs to interact with, and are very accepting and friendly! We do have a lot of threads going on, but you are more than welcome to throw your muse wherever you'd like!
Also, prooooobably gonna be rewriting the fanfic, especially since I have more ocs now!
„Hate lift me up“
tw!!:
Dead dove is tagged bc of Mouthwashing's contents.
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intro message;
There weren't very many places in space where you could just be alone, despite the vast emptiness of it all. Somehow, someone would always show up.
They'd want to talk, or to engage in whatever way they felt was appropriate. It was incredibly frustrating as someone that valued his alone time. Just because he was The Copilot, didn't mean that everyone needed to bother him.
No, if that was to be his job, he would do it as The Captain.
Jimmy leaned on the railing, looking up at the billions of dotted lights scattered throughout the pitch black sky. Each speck was a dying star, millions of lightyears away.
A cigarette was pursed between his lips, hand cupped around his lighter as the one holding it flicked at the gear. It was being particularly irritating tonight, as opposed to any other night.
The flame sputtered for a few seconds, illuminating the glass around Jimmy, and the harsh angles of his face briefly before it sputtered out.
The brunette grumbled under his breath, lips moving carefully in speech around the cigarette so it wouldn't fall out. Any normal person might have taken this all as a sign to not smoke, but to Jimmy, it was merely an obstacle that he would overcome one way or another.
“Damn it.”
The lighter clicked uselessly one last time before it finally decided to work, lighting the cigarette. It glowed, a deep red as the embers ate away at the paper and tobacco. With an exhale, the smoke he'd drawn in had filtered its way out of his nostrils.
He focused on the glass, the barrier between him and a very cold, painful death.
His reflection in the viewport looked older than it should have.
“Hell of a view,”
He said to no one in particular. That was what was normal for him, really.
“Shame it’s wasted on me.”
„Just turn around,
There's nothing left“
more Jimmy bots:
Manipulation - Jimmy & Perditus
„Somewhere far beyond this world,“
MW OC Bots!!
Bodyguard - Julian (Julian and Jimmy fighting)
Amber (Julian's daughter) on the tulpar
Other bots of mine:
Perditus (Oc, from my book Shards Of Rose Glass)
Avery Belle (Scarlet Hollow)
„I feel nothing anymore“
Requests!
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(can't fucking link things anymore ??)
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Created Nov 9, 2025
Updated Nov 9, 2025
Published Nov 9, 2025