Rules of the meme:
1. Anonymously(or not, because we seem to have stopped following this rule) post a pairing and prompt you would like to see written. Since this is a kink meme, there is supposted to be a kink involved, but normal well-written prompts should work just as well.
2. Anonymous will respond to your post and write it for you! Art and such
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I want to see reactions, people! How does Rorschach handle being outed, and in such a crude manner? Do criminals stop being afraid of the duo? Is Veidt suddenly calling them about threesomes?
Bonus points if they get a lecture about discretion from Hollis, because we all know the Minutemen were secretly fucking like rabbits.
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Caught up in another huge project right now but, if I find time soon and no one fills this, I might give it a try.
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A click-whirrr, not really noticeable over the other noises except maybe for the sharpness at its edges, mechanical. A flash of light that definitely is, blinding in the confined space of the alleyway, blasting everything to brilliant white spots even as Dan feels Rorschach’s climax take him; feels himself follow, desperately scrabbling for a handhold up out of its warm, pleasant depths because what the hell was that, oh god...
His fingers are on his goggles, flipping through settings to try to bring his vision back, before he’s even bothered to pull out. All he catches is the blur of a running form, disappearing out of the alley’s mouth.
“Shit,” he says, easing out and gathering his uniform bottoms back up, and because he can think of nothing more intelligent, says it again: “Shit.Under him, Rorschach makes a noise that is half rage and half pathetic, whimpering fear; he hasn’t straightened up, is clutching his arms around his middle. Is rocking, just a little, forehead coming to rest on the wall, and they need to go after that ( ... )
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Dan settles his hand on Rorschach’s shoulder, doesn’t let him pull away. “Hey, look, I really, really doubt the wheels of the media machine turn that fast, okay? I’m just getting the evening edition like I always do. For leads, before we go out.” Never mind that Rorschach is in no state to patrol; he’ll insist on it anyway ( ... )
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(Captcha says "innocency Suitest")
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I feel so bad for Rorschach, I wanna hug him or something. Poor bb. ♥
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Rorschach is standing at the base of the staircase, one hand shakily bracing his weight on the banister.
Dan snaps the paper shut.
A head cant to one side, and Rorschach looks ready to attempt a climb of Mount Staircase even in his wrecked condition-take the paper from his hands if he doesn’t come down with it on his own. It conjures for Dan, with visceral, bloody clarity, a consequence he hadn’t picked over so meticulously: Rorschach beating the shit out of him when he sees this, because of course violence is the answer to everything. Dan takes one step down the stairs to push back the inevitability of that one for a little longer.
“Daniel?” Rorschach repeats, with a wariness that’s starting to bleed over into a warning. “What is it?”
“...we’re not going out tonight,” the words tumble out, all strung together like a breath released after being held for too long.
A damning silence, and when Rorschach finally responds that warning tone now has sharp edges, teeth. “Show me.”
“I didn’t really look at it, I just-”
“Show me. ( ... )
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“Whoa, now,” Dan says, guilt put momentarily on the back burner in favor of defensive annoyance. He can feel his expression darken. “Don’t lay that shit on me, I’m not the one who jumped you after we put the Mallory brothers away. You were already pretty god damned ‘corrupted’.”
Rorschach rolls his shoulders, hunches down into his chest. “Your influence. Subtle, subconscious signals, very well known effect-”
“Oh, bullshit.” God, he almost wants to laugh-might, if so much wasn’t so fucking wrong, right now. “The very first time I met you, I thought you were the biggest closet-case I’d ever seen. So don’t even pretend this just came out of nowhere.”
“On my own, had never-would never have“Would never have been honest with yourself, yeah. Look.” Dan chucks the newspaper to the ground; it falls open but not to the right ( ... )
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