ONLY, YOU WERE THINKING ABOUT MURDER: a noir ficathon

[eternal_elenea]

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[vintage_handle]

Roy snaps his fingers and the room lights up with fire, turning black and red and orange all over. The man in front of him steps backward, his limbs waving around thin air, defending himself from being charred to a crisp

[seta_suzume]

Oooh, very cool and dramatic! Every word feels perfectly employed. I love it! Thank you so much for the fill!

[vintage_handle]

Thank you for the kind words! owo