Antagonism
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onepieceyaoi100Title: Antagonism
Rating: PG-13 for gore
Pairing: masochistic Sanji/Zoro
Word Count: 184
Topic: Edge
Notes: Fairly dark.
Sharp raw pain blossomed behind his jaw, and the rip of tender mouth flesh that reminded him of sex. Zoro spat a spray of dark drops on the deck like a curse, and tongued the broken root of his eyetooth. A shard of it was in the blood, red and pointed, a tiny reminder of this new failure that crunched beneath his boot as he moved forward. The edges of his swords were still crisp and fine, their grace untarnished by a hack that should have broken bone.
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Sanji spat a curse into the twirling smoke like a mouthful of blood. A deep slash across his forearm discolored his shirt a musty, sour red. The gash dripped now and again, some vile mixture of sweat and dirt and blood and vomit and the sharp reek of death. It was almost erotic, in a degraded and perverse way -- the stench of a bordello. He could see the perfectly crisp edges of the slash, made by a perfectly edged blade, handled by a perfectly edged swordsman.
"Fucker, why don't you really try this time."
Rating: PG-13 for gore
Pairing: masochistic Sanji/Zoro
Word Count: 184
Topic: Edge
Notes: Fairly dark.
Sharp raw pain blossomed behind his jaw, and the rip of tender mouth flesh that reminded him of sex. Zoro spat a spray of dark drops on the deck like a curse, and tongued the broken root of his eyetooth. A shard of it was in the blood, red and pointed, a tiny reminder of this new failure that crunched beneath his boot as he moved forward. The edges of his swords were still crisp and fine, their grace untarnished by a hack that should have broken bone.
...
Sanji spat a curse into the twirling smoke like a mouthful of blood. A deep slash across his forearm discolored his shirt a musty, sour red. The gash dripped now and again, some vile mixture of sweat and dirt and blood and vomit and the sharp reek of death. It was almost erotic, in a degraded and perverse way -- the stench of a bordello. He could see the perfectly crisp edges of the slash, made by a perfectly edged blade, handled by a perfectly edged swordsman.
"Fucker, why don't you really try this time."
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Date: 2006-06-20 06:42 am (UTC)Zoro's broken tooth got to me the most. And I really liked the description of how they bleed.
....T___T
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Date: 2006-06-21 01:08 am (UTC)Rest assured: THANK YOU. I didn't think it would get a very good reception. :D
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Date: 2006-06-21 01:11 am (UTC)(tee hee thank you. 8D)
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Date: 2006-06-20 09:14 am (UTC)Excellent. I love a bit of gore. XD
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Date: 2006-06-20 02:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-20 09:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-20 09:56 pm (UTC)Zoro spat a spray of dark drops on the deck like a curse. Nice word picture!
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Date: 2006-06-21 01:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-20 10:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-21 01:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-21 06:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-21 12:20 am (UTC)Your descriptions and imagery was...well...excellent. I love it.^____^ Though I wonder what got them going like this.
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Date: 2006-06-21 01:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-21 05:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-21 05:19 am (UTC)(And boys will be boys~)