#shiitb4lls

[ripgray-moved]

@shiitb4lls recited: “ you should get some sleep, okay? my room is just down the hall if you need anything. “

𖤐  ⸻ The idea of going to sleep fills Peter with a mounting sense of horror. He used to love it— used to sleep long into the mornings on days he didn't have to go to school ( much to his dad's chagrin ), but things are different now. Since the accident, since the thing that shall not be named burrowed inside of him and turned his head into a house, the reprieve that sleep used to grant him comes only with terror. The moment he falls unconscious, the curse inside of him takes control.

                                                        You were sleepwalking again.

❛ Wh— no, I don't— I don't wanna sleep. ❜ Yet the bags under his eyes say something different, dark and stormy and all too prominent. It's been three days since he last laid his head down. ❛ Please, just let me stay with you. ❜

[st1ckaround]

@shiitb4lls got in the middle of the toxic male yaoi

"would it make you feel any better if i said the breaking in isn't unique to you?" there is some small amount of hope in my voice, though, i'm not quite sure why. the second that house caught wind of what had gone on between the two of us, that should have been long gone. he had a way of ruining things. especially anything that didn't directly involve him, but did involve me.

so i give an awkward little laugh. "probably... shouldn't have mentioned that to the guy investigating him but..." he would've found out sooner or later. hell, there was a chance that benoit knew already! if i knew anything, it was that house loved to brag.

[ofcrossrcads]

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[nightmdic-a]

"do you think I could give myself vacation time, or is that taboo in a business?"

@shiitb4lls

[dearwatsons]

laughter bellows from deep within stomach — watson is feeling merry , awed by the flashing lights & southern drawl that could bend his ear about anything . the world's 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚝𝚢 marches on outside this casino but tonight , in 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒃𝒃𝒍𝒆 of theirs created by ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗᶤᶠᵘˡˡʸ ᶤᶰᵗᵉʳʷᵒᵛᵉᶰ ˡᵃᶜᵉ that disguises faces , ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴅ could encroach upon them . ❝ who's idea were these ? ❞ fingertips ʳᵉᵃᶜʰ ᵒᵘᵗ into the space between them , clumsy in the way they pinch & grope at the air in front of benoit's face once , twice ... then finally touching fingertips to the delicate fabric of veil — denting it against partner's nose ... ᵗʳᵃᶤˡᶤᶰᵍ ᵗᵒᵘᶜʰ to his real goal : benoir's lips . more giggles flow from warm chest , mirthful & loud as knees weaken some — dropping more of john's weight upon his new husband to sᴀᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍsᴇʟғ .

❝ they're in my way . it's 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 and absolutely ridiculous . ❞ / @shiitb4lls

[nefariuus]

@shiitb4lls requested a starter with jin

The old jazz bar was known for its strong drinks, dim light, and smooth music. At the back of the hazy room the wail of the trumpets and the melody of the piano were reduced to a halfhearted lament. Conversation buzzed and turned into auditory slush as voices and words mingled together from distant patrons until they became an unrecognizable hum. The unusual pair sat across from each other at a small table in the corner. The walls beside and behind them were flanked with old newspaper clippings and promotional posters from years past. Long forgotten jazz musicians with unusual monikers like Ol' Mister Puddingfoot and Buster "Ham-hock" Hutchins were displayed proudly and equally alongside legends: Billie Holiday, Coleman Hawkins, Thelonious Monk.

Jin knew his usual tricks might not work with Benoit. It was the detective's job to see through people's bullshit. The senses of a detective would certainly be a challenge but perhaps not an impossible one. His brow furrowed, lips tight in a thoughtful grimace.

"I honestly can't tell if you're investigating me right now or just really curious," he said. His head tilted to the side, his expression catlike in its playful but guarded way.

With a swift motion he crossed his legs and reached for his martini glass that was half full and sweating beads of condensation. There was so little vermouth in cocktail that it was barely a martini at all and more accurately a glass of gin with an olive and a molecule of vermouth splashed in for fun.

"Unless those two motivations are one in the same."

[diamcnddcgs]

@shiitb4lls :: you're rather cute, you know. ( for charlie teehee )

"OOPS... I HAVE A CRUSH ON YOU" PROMPTS

Charlie had been very animatedly explaining his latest idea, beer bottle swinging in his hand as he gestured emphatically at the poster board he had set up. “And then you take the hammer a— what?” It took a second for the words to make it to his brain. A shy smile spread across his face and he looked away. “Well, yeah. I’ve got that boyish charisma.” He scratched his ear and glanced over at Benoit. “You think so, though?”

[crushsung]

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