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it was going to be a long night || ao3

“So, this is how it ends,” Rowan thought to herself. She nearly chuckled, hunching over and pressing the palms of her hands to her eyes, “At least hypothermia is more forgiving than the blade of a knife.”

consider your verbage || ao3

“Have you learned your lesson yet, pet?” Agrona asked; Auden could hear the smile in her voice.

He steeled himself to respond with snark, determined not to let her see just how weak he truly felt, when the heavy wooden doors sealing Auden in what he felt would be his tomb cracked open, hitting the gothic stone walls with a thud.

That was when the color fully drained from Auden’s face.

sweet dreams || ao3

Losing control of his temper, Auden gnashed his teeth at Kedron, throwing his weight forward in a last-ditch effort to save himself. Kedron easily caught his jaw in his hand, pressing his thumb and forefinger tightly into the hollows of Auden’s cheeks, holding his mouth open.

“Now, say ‘ah!’” Kedron taunted, and shoved the dripping rag into Auden’s waiting mouth.

we've got work to do || ao3

“Stay– stay away– from me,” she uttered through heaving breaths. She could feel her skin starting to tingle, a funny numbness twinkling at her fingertips.

“I just want to help you,” the girl said again, taking another step towards Nell.

“I said– no!” Nell shouted, picking up her pillow and tossing it at the encroacher.

“Why don’t you let me handle this one, dollface?” a different voice crooned. Or at least, Nell thought it was a different voice. It also kind of still sounded like the girl in front of her. Shit, was she already going insane?

to the tempo of her screams || ao3

“What do I have to do to get you to let me go?” Twyla asked, still wary of Merodach, but ultimately tired and desperate to leave.

He paused, relaxing his stance and tapping his chin in a show of contemplation. After a moment, he dropped his arm, clasping his hands together behind him and leaning forward toward when Twyla was shackled to the wall. A sinister smile peeked out from underneath his thick mustache, “All you need to do is rediscover who you truly are."

that stupid maze || ao3

Slade swore to himself, dropping his head, trying to rack his brain for any other ideas on how to get out. And that’s when he saw it.

Resting innocuously beneath one of the hedge walls was Zach’s favorite baseball cap. The dork almost never took that thing off. Slade bent down and picked it up, tuning it over in his hands, wondering why the hell Zach would leave it behind.

perhaps tomorrow you'll be more lively || ao3

“Are you angry, my sweet?” Damia’s low, mollifying voice murmured. There was no malice, only curiosity.

Rowan shook her head ‘no’ once as another tear slipped out.

“Oh, my dear, none of that now,” she soothed, wiping the fresh trail away. “It just shows you how much I love having you at my fingertips.”

pour me my usual? || ao3

“Go? Go where?” Sadie asked, not caring about the looks she was getting this time. She had a bad feeling about this.

Sadie pushed away from the bar and stood up from the stool she was on. A look of surprise washed over her face. She hadn’t told her body to do that. Her body was doing that on its own.

“Oh, thank Lucifer, finally,” Narkissa moaned in ecstasy, “I was worried I’d never get control of your stupid little body.”

growing increasingly restless in your absence || ao3

“I just don’t get it,” she muttered, crossing her arms across her chest, frowning.

Auden would ask what she meant if— well, there wasn’t a rag stuffed in his mouth. Instead, he opted to raise a questioning eyebrow at her.

At that moment, the door slowly creaked open, and in an exasperated tone, the woman demanded, “What is it, Titus?”

it's not up to you || ao3

With a wry smile, Auden shook his head, “What am I going to do with you?”

“I guess you’ll just have to stay and figure that out,” Heath teased, waggling his eyebrows.

Auden’s smile stayed, but his eyes darkened. He took hold of both of Heath’s wrists and tugged them up over his head, pressing them into the pillow near the slatted headboard.

“I guess I will,” Auden murmured, licking his lips as he let go of Heath’s arms, giving him a warning look not to move, and Heath obeyed.

the tip of a blade || ao3

Damia licked her lips before slowly trailing her tongue up the length of Nell’s neck, causing Nell to shiver violently again, nearly losing her balance completely. A deep chuckle emanated from Damia’s throat.

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