Optimisticantagonist
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silk dresses and wooden benches by Optimisticantagonist for Antisocialwaifu
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08 Feb 2020
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Before she knew it, Circe suddenly found herself outside and her jaw fell open. In front of her was a lavish mansion. Upon further inspection, she discovered that it was actually a variety of mansions, lined up like toy soldiers. Each one displayed a different style and the touch of costly designs. Again, Circe found herself out of breath at the sight. From all around, people milled this way and that, dressed as beautifully as the houses painting the landscape behind them. Quite a few of them nodded towards the Universe, to which she nodded back.
“What,” Circe’s voice trailed off and she tried again, clearing her throat, “what is this?”
The Universe grinned, smile more catlike than ever, “Greed.”
“What?”
The Universe leaned back onto a wall behind them, collarbones bared to the sky above. “I said, this is Greed,” her head rolled towards Circe’s direction and a few stray black hairs fell into her face, “this is one of our seven locations for your desired afterlife.”Series
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Find Something Worth Dying For (And Learn How to Live) by Kibasix
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
18 Aug 2016
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The boy was scared.
This was nothing new. The boy cannot remember the last time he slept soundly without fear; the last time he felt love and affection; the last time he smelt clean air or felt the sun on his face.
But this...this was a different kind of fear. The kind of fear that had the boy's blood running cold. The kind of fear that had his breath wheezing from his lungs in panicked pants.
This was fear for his life.
His legs are aching, they feel like they are about to collapse with exertion and yet he pushes on, willing himself to be faster as he flees through the dirty alleyways, zig-zagging this way and that with no comprehension of where he's going. This city is entirely new to him and he is flying blind.
The footsteps behind him are drawing ever closer. The boy doesn't dare to look behind him, for fear of what he knows is looming in the darkness: the large hulking shapes, the glint of sharpened steel, the putrid scent of death.
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