It’s nearly midnight which means I’ll lay in bed and be wide awake even though I feel incredibly tired.
Fuck
Catch you all later
seen from United States
seen from Switzerland
seen from China
seen from China
seen from China
seen from China
seen from Canada
seen from France
seen from Malaysia
seen from India
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Australia
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
seen from India
seen from Japan
It’s nearly midnight which means I’ll lay in bed and be wide awake even though I feel incredibly tired.
Fuck
Catch you all later
Pretty please
I hate to disappoint you; but I have someone that has my attention, and although I’m not sure what we are I appreciate what we have, and with you being on anon I feel you may not be her
But there are much better guys out there than myself anyway
Can me and the kitty share?
I’m not sure who you are, anon
Tonight is for some fun watches.
Advent Children was earlier and Wayne’s World will be soon
Another AU I can't stop thinking about… my brain has no off switch and I am not sorry about it.
He was not born. He was made—half-demon, half-angel, the kind of mistake the Eternal Divide tries very hard to erase.
1987 Manhattan is his exile. The Armani suit is his armor. The business card is his performance.
You were never supposed to be part of this.
When you were a child, a shard of the Aetheric Keystone found you—fused to your soul before you could understand what it meant. A piece of something ancient and exiled, quietly rewriting you from the inside.
You didn't know you were being prepared.
Now you're the new therapist at Pierce & Pierce, and the moment Patrick Bateman hears your voice, something in him remembers.
Dark therapy sessions. Cosmic obsession. A body that is slowly, terrifyingly changing. Silver hair. Phantom pain. A hunger you don't have a name for yet. The creeping, horrible suspicion that you were never just a girl who found a pretty shard of light—that you were always meant to be more than yourself. A vessel. An extension. His, in ways that go deeper than want.
You're afraid of losing yourself.
You're more afraid of how much you don't mind.
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Tags: Nephilim!Patrick Bateman x Therapist!Reader, Dark Romance, Angst with no promised resolution, Cosmic Horror Romance, Vessel!Reader, Monsterfucking and so much more I have in my twisted mind...
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