Watchmen Kink Meme 3. Weeeeeeee.
Rules of the meme:
1. Anonymously post a pairing and prompt you would like to see written. Since this is a kink meme, there is supposted to be a kink involved, but normal well-written prompts should work just as well.
2. Anonymous will respond to your post and write it for you! Art and such is also acceptable/awesome. Multiple people may respond to ( Read more... )
Ayup. Bubu eats Rorschach alive.
(captcha says amir round-robin, but I seriously doubt I'll get even one person interested in writing this)
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Even from here Dan can see the steel in Rorschach’s frame, can read his resolve in the set of his shoulders and the way his head is tipped towards the floor. Dan steps after him, arms spread and palms up in an imploring gesture even though Rorschach’s back is to him.
“Rorschach…? Rorschach, wait! Where are you going? This is too big to be hard-assed about! We have to compromise!”
Rorschach pauses, his hand on the doorframe. He turns his head just enough for Dan to see the curve of his jaw, shadowed by the brim of his hat. Though he’s speaking practically into the wall, his words echo strong and clear in the room.
“No. Not even in the face of Armageddon. Never compromise.”
He disappears into the narrow hallway. The creak of the door wheel turning is followed by a rush of cold air sweeping in from outside.
Dan lets out a small puff of air and rocks on his heels. Should he go after him now, or give him a few moments to cool ( ... )
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Dan’s left his snowsuit inside the building, and the arctic air wriggles through every crack in his costume it can find. The shock of it stuns him, or so he thinks, because it takes a second for his brain to catch up to what he’s seeing.
“No.” He says. He stumbles forward a few steps. Then, he’s running. “No,no,no,no,no-”
Bubastis is crouching in the snow, an obscene smear of color against the landscape. There’s no mistaking the dark form sprawled beneath her, if only because there couldn’t be anyone else out here. Her ears flatten as Dan approaches, and her lip curls up as a low growl emanates from her throat. Veidt’s always made her out to be an oversized housecat, but looking at those long teeth touching through Rorschach’s pectoral, and her muzzle dyed the color of wine, he sees nothing about ( ... )
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I can't even think of the words. I have said it many times in the past, but know that you, anon author, make me really believe that this is by far the best fandom ever.
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