20, London, aspiring illustrator/manga-ka and novelist. Likes fairytales, pretty things, fashion, anime/manga, good stories and creative randomness.
Fanart, fanfiction, wips and, maybe, personal projects.
20, London, aspiring illustrator/manga-ka and novelist. Likes fairytales, pretty things, fashion, anime/manga, good stories and creative randomness.
Fanart, fanfiction, wips and, maybe, personal projects.
Characters/Pairings: Chrome Dokuro, Rokudo Mukuro. TYL.
Even if her heart is breaking, the least she can do but watch.
“Look, Chrome,” her master says, commands, a whimsical smile on his lips as she indeed does so.
He had played the jester’s part to perfection, entertaining kings and queens whilst secretly plotting behind their backs, bringing about the demise and destruction with a few well-chosen words in the guise of joking suggestions and sits back to revel in the bloodied madness.
“Watch, Chrome,” he says softly, and there is nothing else she can do.
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