Watchmen (Super Sentai) Five Kink Meme
Rules of the meme:
1. Anonymously(or not, because we seem to have stopped following this rule) 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 ( Read more... )
he hath stained his sanctuary with pollution at its hearth;
transgressing the ordinance of the gods, he hath held
mortal things in honor and set at naught the apportionments of eld.
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It was necessary, completely necessary, some things must happen. It would surely have happened, but he merely provided the means, given the last push and knocked down the whole sordid thing. And -- God, he should feel some perfunctory remorse but all he can think of is the damned quiet, peace in the house again, how nice it will be to sleep soundly without the old bastard snoring and cursing and berating mother, shouting for his medicine. Tranquility. An atmosphere more conducive to living in-- living--
Worry rolls over him: that he's been sloppy, what a real doctor would suspect instantly. The absurdity of claiming an accidental excess dose, when any of his classmates could tell you that Veidt boy was so damn careful about everything else. What will happen to him, prison even. And other ( ... )
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Ozymandias turns on the hot water before he even takes his mask off, steam filling the room and obscuring the mirror as he scrubs away at spirit gum and stage makeup. Adrian strips carefully, taking account of minor grazes and aches that he will feel more substantially in the morning. A hard patrol, but well worthwhile, and the satisfaction's just beginning to settle in, a fine night's work, let's see about tomorrow...
Before he can even set foot in the tub, there is blood under his feet, between his toes. Just a few drops at first, smears on the grey tile, and then more, partial footprints marked in red. His memory suggests pain before he even feels any, tetanus and rusty nails and broken glass. Both feet. He leans on the doorframe and inspects, alarmed but not frightened. Callused, but unbroken skin. Just... blood, and it smears and smells quite authentically. He's seen enough of it, he's not afraid of it, he isn't about to turn into Lady Macbeth over an unexplained mess ( ... )
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