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An illustration for the (hilarious) Kinkmeme 5 story "Damn Paparazzi":
-Fistbump- by *FugueState on deviantART
'Nite Owl throws himself down on the big overstuffed couch in the common room, utterly bushed. Rorschach takes a moment to shed his trench coat and then flops down next to him, uncharacteristically boneless. He lets his head fall back against the cushions with a groan, obviously exhausted as well.
Dan turns his head (which is about all the motion he feels capable of right then) and looks his partner over because it usually takes a broken bone to get that kind of a noise out of him.
"Wow. I could sleep for a week. You all right? I noticed you were limping a little after we ran that last bunch down."
“Hrrrnh." The patterned mask tilts his way, ink spots shifting slowly. “Caught my foot on the fire escape, it’s nothing serious. How’s your shoulder?"
Dan rolls one shoulder experimentally. “It’s OK. I’m gonna have a hell of a bruise, though." He smiles at his partner. “Good bust tonight, yeah?"
Rorschach nods, muttering an affirmative “Mmh", and Dan grins at him as they lazily tap their fists together in acknowledgement.'
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-Fistbump- by *FugueState on deviantART
'Nite Owl throws himself down on the big overstuffed couch in the common room, utterly bushed. Rorschach takes a moment to shed his trench coat and then flops down next to him, uncharacteristically boneless. He lets his head fall back against the cushions with a groan, obviously exhausted as well.
Dan turns his head (which is about all the motion he feels capable of right then) and looks his partner over because it usually takes a broken bone to get that kind of a noise out of him.
"Wow. I could sleep for a week. You all right? I noticed you were limping a little after we ran that last bunch down."
“Hrrrnh." The patterned mask tilts his way, ink spots shifting slowly. “Caught my foot on the fire escape, it’s nothing serious. How’s your shoulder?"
Dan rolls one shoulder experimentally. “It’s OK. I’m gonna have a hell of a bruise, though." He smiles at his partner. “Good bust tonight, yeah?"
Rorschach nods, muttering an affirmative “Mmh", and Dan grins at him as they lazily tap their fists together in acknowledgement.'
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