Modified, from
ranalore:
Despite my somewhat rocky history with these things, I'm taking drabble requests again.
First five people to comment with a prompt in these fandoms: YnM (main characters only, please) or S&H -- though you can try other fandoms, I guess, but they will probably yield no results.
This comes with my usual I'm a flake warning --
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Bound by a Thread Even When the Fingers Are Gone
He'd felt Muraki in her at first: blind confused contact jumbled together with the faint mocking voice that made him feel hollow like his bones were whispering to him. A delicate pink camellia fluttered to the ground.
"I have a wish, Hisoka..."
There'd been a knife on the table -- easy to stretch out his hand, an ache somewhere like remembering the bright terrible slide of being split open -- knowing how pain would run, tracery-like, over his skin and flash white blankness across his eyes.
His hands aren't shaking yet when he clamps his eyes shut (coward) and pulls the trigger.
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And you thought you'd escaped us. Hah. I no longer even feel mildly guilty about the hive-mind tentacles trying to wrap themselves around your ankles and pull you back under.
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