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    “No, there are no issues with the prostitutes! By Zeus, you’d think Pericles wanted me poisoned every other month with the way you worry about me.”

    Socrates stared at him, effecting the deepest sense of unimpressed a man possibly could. Any other Athenian would have withered. It was the genius himself, of course. Alcibiades, though, only shifted his eyes nervously.

    “It's mostly…well…toying with my appearance, I guess.”

    Prompt 4: Crossdressing

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    Socrates tries and fails to stay away

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    Mozart’s ginger locks, so frequently hidden beneath a tasteless wig, are plastered to his forehead with sweat. He is ill, consumed by the toxic mixture of spirits and guilt.

    The corner of your mouth lifts. At last, all is coming to fruition.

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    Mozart sighed, thoroughly exasperated, pacing back and forth. “Then I don’t understand you! You’re impossible, you damned Italian! What do you want from me!?”
    What! He wanted to destroy him, of course! And then he wanted to be him. He wanted his genius, but also wanted him dead — wanted God dead — ; he wanted to save God from that sick body and wanted that sick body, he wanted him. And wanted him dead. He wanted to consume him. He wanted that sacred content to finally be poured into a form just as sacred: his own. And then people would immediately recognize in Salieri’s devoted body that divine talent — they would see the miracle of Sense. Hearing the music, they would picture no other body than his, in perfect harmony. At last, God would be playing on a tuned instrument. That was what he wanted!
    He looked at Mozart. Doe eyes. Rosebud lips. French nose. A dainty, coquettish soprano

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    For the kink meme prompt "Mr. Robot jerks off watching Tyrell fuck Elliot."

    He's gazing in Mr. Robot's direction with eyes half-lidded and unfocused, the sight of him so familiar that it's like staring at a blank wall. He's always here; why wouldn't he be here for this? He must forget for a second that Mr. Robot isn't the type to be a passive observer, because when he realizes that his hand is at the crotch of his jeans he almost chokes on a breath.

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