Hey,
you! Draw me a picture! Write me a bit of fic! Produce something creative!
If you want. I'm really crap at this demanding thing, aren't I?eta, because I can: The Song of Sad Sanzo for
telophaseSun burns down, no smokes
cranky monkeydaddy cries:
living for two now.
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Telophase is going home
so nothing from me
XD
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Be more specific!
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No.
His hand will not drop it because they’re coming, and who would be foolish, desperate enough to- must be obvious he’s half-mad with lack of sleep, worn to bone,
youngalone.Mud turned dust turned red-black mud and meat littering the path. He not-looks at it looking back, not-touches its body-warm hilt. Meat expands and contracts around his lungs.
He’d been so proud. Had walked around the bright house with its bright edge gleaming
my boy my grown up boy my Jien my only come hereand this isn’t it.It’s hideous.
Maybe not what you were looking for but- eh. :blows kisses:
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Carrion creature chuckles
Resurrection waltz
Lifelong addiction
To colours and metaphor.
Does Bunny still smoke?
Why deny the flesh?
Many ways to mortify.
(Crimson fingernails.)
The toy box bulges
Eyeless dolls and sawdust spray,
Cracked and glazed and mine.
I remember you.
I remember being you.
Give Kenren my... well.
Ack. Stopping now.
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like mpreg to me, I guess
I have a dirty mind
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OK, here you go...
...Well, you didn't say which bit, did you?
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