"Always," Guildenstern provided after a moment's thought. "Yes," said Rosencrantz. "I will always feel this way. About you, I mean." Guildenstern/Rosencrantz oneshot.

I wrote this for a friend on deviantArt, who requested it with the prompt, "Rosey was walking down the yellow brick road" which I have modified slightly . She also asked that I include four words/phrases: unicorns; butterflies; the uprising of Communism in a post-apocalyptic world; rainbows. I own nothing, except the story. w

"It occurred to him that he and his friend may just have decided to sleep on the floor because they were too tired to find a decent bedroom." Slash, existential smut.

If you had a choice, how would you choose to die?

When you've been attacked by pirates, beheaded and stranded in a nowhere place in nowhere land, of course the most important thing is to establish the exact nature of your relationship.

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead. The coin falls tails. Change.

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead. I'm not the only one to see a certain similarity between Rosencrantz's 'life in a box' speech and that well-known thought experiment involving extreme cruelty to cats, right? Drabble