Crystal Palace and the Cat King (One Night Stand)
“So,” the Cat King says, sounding absolutely full of himself, because he’s a dick, because he’s smug, because he’s telling the goddamn truth. “Bargain fulfilled. One very satisfying, fucking magical, grief-pausing orgasm.”
Crystal snorts, this dry, hollow, aching sound.
Because this is the place she’s in. The life that she’s come to. Fucking a cat god in an attempt to feel something after she kissed a ghost and killed an immortal witch and watched her best friend die.
And the fact of the matter is that it fucking worked.
-aletterinthenameofsanity, i know your beat, baby (but your secret is safe with me)
She moved with shameless wonder
The perfect creature rarely seen
Since some liar brought the thunder
When the land was godless and free
Screaming the name of a foreigner's God
The purest expression of grief
-Hozier, Foreigner's God
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