"If You Think, I'm Going To Pose For Another Waxwork After Everything That Has Happened--"

"If you think, I'm going to pose for another waxwork after everything that has happened--"

"Actually. I was hoping for something a little more long term." The woman stepped forward. Despite the fact the bars provided a barrier, Enoch instinctively stepped back.

"Why don't you come work for me?"

Prompt: Offer A series of drebspells prompts and ficlets.

scientist and dresbspell shenanigans!

That moment when you can’t afford therapy so you make an anime specifically for calling you out on your issues.

He licked his dry lips, took in a deep shuddering breath, and slowly lifted his head.

Staring back at him was a man he had never seen before. Snow white hair trailed down his back and splayed out around him, his cheeks were hollow, and his frame was scaringly thin. The only similarity the stranger and him shared was the eyes, pale blue, watery, and full of fear. He shut his eyes tightly, steadied his breathing, and counted to ten in his head. Then, slowly, he opened his eyes.

The white-haired man was still there.

Esmeralda extends a little 'common courtesy.'

Enoch Drebber scopes out the museum and runs into an old acquaintance

Soft 1. easy to mold, cut, compress, or fold; not hard or firm to the touch.

Or

2. sympathetic, lenient, or compassionate, especially to a degree perceived as excessive; not strict or sufficiently strict.

Sakura knew she, who was not even close to the epitome of femininity, was a hypocrite for saying this but no man should have lips that full, pink, and...succellent--

“Um Ogami? I-Is something wrong?” My first Danganronpa fic featuring two character who I wish got shipped together more often. Plan to make this a collection of oneshots also so if anyone has any ideas they want to see. DM me. Hope you guys enjoy this!