sunnyshrimp's Literatures
“Yes. I would.” Ciao doesn’t know when he moved, but he’s facing her, now, and there’s a pleasant smile on his lips. “I’d love to kill you. You’re my natural enemy - I’ve always hated that about you.”
She laughs again. Yukio certainly loved his melodrama. She puts the pipe down at her side, meeting his gaze. “I don’t believe that. I think you like me too much.”
Sabbath just smiles. Brushes his finger under his nostrils. That crimson blood smears across a long finger, and he revels in it, the warmth. He can hardly contain his sharp-toothed smile.
“I’m alive, Death.” He’s grinning wider. “I’m alive. Would you look at that? I’ve got a soul, after all.”
secret santa gift from alex - alistair for your thoughts?
mercedes and nathaniel try to have a nice night in but gami ruins it as always
Through him, Caesar looked upon himself not as a reflection, but a monument to his people. An idol, perhaps, worthy of great veneration (and so close, it was, to being completely of his own skin, but how painful that it wasn’t quite).
abaddon and ezra, at once: ah y’es.. what wonderful heteroesexuals these two art….
Pallua is allergic to peanuts
Through the excruciating years of bundling her deepest insecurities up, it wasn’t hard to put on a smile when she didn't mean it. But the nervousness of setting foot into a place she despised was enough to make her bandaged hands clammy, made her painfully aware and nervous for the inevitability of being surrounded by what she truly despised.
Caesar was of a marble statue; to be admired by many, but understood by none. Luther longed to see his king’s reason, but the more he stayed, the less it seemed possible. It became harder and harder to hide the malice in his king’s eyes. The more he painted, the more Caesar’s cold glare pierced through the floral surroundings he was placed in, turned to rot the roses that Luther painted him holding. Perhaps it was Luther’s bias at work. He could never paint anything that wasn’t true.
a short drabble i felt particularly pleased with! i may delete this if i think it's purposeless to keep up, continue it, or put together just one literature w/ all my drabbles in it.