The Man Looked Like The Picture Of Desperation – That Was The First Thing That Came To Mind. His Yellow

The man looked like the picture of desperation – that was the first thing that came to mind. His yellow hair was a wild mess, his gaunt face unshaven. The most striking of all, though, were his eyes – piercingly blue, wide open, bloodshot and bruised. Like he hadn’t slept in a while, too focused on his mission. Like he had lost something, and would not rest until he found it.

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I Mean, Who Told You Sebastian Is A Good Guy. He's Just Ciel's Butler (let's Say) Because Of The Contract;

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9 months ago

The man looked like the picture of desperation – that was the first thing that came to mind. His yellow hair was a wild mess, his gaunt face unshaven. The most striking of all, though, were his eyes – piercingly blue, wide open, bloodshot and bruised. Like he hadn’t slept in a while, too focused on his mission. Like he had lost something, and would not rest until he found it.

(chapter two of my dadmight amnesia fic is here!)


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7 years ago

Is it just me, that I hate they turned being a hero into a competition instead of willigness to help other people?


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1 year ago

What about bad fanfic.

Embrace the cringe.

Write weird fanfic.

Read weird fanfic.

1 year ago

DONT BE AFRAID TO COMMENT ON OLD FICS DONT BE AFRAID TO COMMENT ON FICS IN A FANDOM THE AUTHOR MAY NO LONGER BE ACTIVE IN. IF THE STORY IS STILL UP LET THEM KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS IT MIGHT JUST BE THE REMINDER THAT MAKES THEIR DAY.

SINCERELY SOMEONE WHO JUST GOT A REPLY THAT MADE ME WANNA MAKE THIS POST

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