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[incubiren]

     they had been seeing one another for the past couple of months and to be frank, matthias was surprised. it wasn’t a personal relationship, heaven and hell forbid those lasted more than a couple of weeks, but a professional one. at times the psychologist was torn, all three sides of him pushing him to different extremes. the small amount of compassion that his human side had made him want to actually help the other male, although he falsely amplified it during the therapy sessions. his siren side wanted to see where things could go outside of the office, not necessarily a relationship but a little fun. then his incubus side just wanted to fuck, he wanted to see the other begging for him on his knees and bending over his desk while they risked someone walking in.

     somehow dr. warrick managed to focus on the task at hand, all of the sides probably canceling each other out and making him seem mellow. as he crossed his right leg over his left he grabbed the notepad that was on the table beside him. “please avery, take a seat.” the creature wrote down his patient’s name and the date at the top of the page. he had reviewed the notes of their previous sessions where the male said some questionable and worrisome things, but by the end of it matthias was sure he wasn’t going to harm himself. although if it ever did get to that point he would have killed avery himself. not only for his energy, but so that he wouldn’t be dammed to an eternity of flames because he took his own life.

     “now normally i’d ask how you spent the week and how you’re feeling, but since you seemed like you were going to lock yourself up for a whole week i’ll leave that towards the end that way we have time for the more important things.” while it wasn’t professional, he did use his sharp tongue to get his clients talking sometimes, or at least to get them to feel something. “have you taken more responsibility among that group that you’re always telling me, with kai and the others?” a higher level of responsibility was sometimes correlated with a higher level of self worth, but at this point he didn’t know what would help ave.     //     @sliivered 

[incubiren]

          they were from two entirely different worlds and yet they collided to help one another. the ghost witch had no sense of life any more with already one foot out the door. the siren-incubus had no value for life that wasn’t his own even though others kept him alive. together they found a middle ground through sarcasm laced sessions. the patient learned how to acquire a new sense of life, a new meaning to himself. the therapist learned more about how people worked in groups, codependency, and the energy of a witch. one was a bouqet of withering flowers and the other was standing by, ready to collect him and swallow him up through the waves of the sea.

          avery ( @sliivered ) & matthias ( @incubiren )

[incubiren]

     the day that the callboy and the stripper joined forces was the day that pockets would be emptied even more and clients would be left stunned. while matthias normally didn’t need to get paid for sleeping with someone, especially if he was going to kill them, he never turned his back on money. kai was also a blast to be around, further encouraging the male’s demonic side to come out and play because of his natural demeanor. since he didn’t work the streets however, matthias rarely say his old partner like he used to before. between being in the office and in the club he didn’t have time for the streets. when he saw kai at the club however his mood quickly picked up, reuinions always felt good when they were like this.

     the incubus-siren hybrid walked out of the dressing room while putting a white silk robe on. he had just preformed as a sexy police officer and the only thing he had on was a navy blue jockstrap so he had to cover up a bit. he couldn’t let everyone in the club continue to stare without getting money out of it. a warm but dangerous smile formed on his face as he slide into the booth his friend was in, leaning forward to kiss his cheek and say hello. “if you would have told me you were coming i would have saved that special dance for you.” he winked at kai before leaning back in the booth. he could already feel how great the night was going to end.

     “now tell me, to what do i owe the pleasure? or are you here to visit one of the mediocre strippers?” matthias didn’t hide his egotism even from his coworkers. they all knew he thought he was better than them, but they also all knew that he actually was. whenever he preformed the club was over packed with clients. even the new ones that most older men and women enjoyed din’t met up to his standards, but that was probably because he kept killing them every couple of weeks and they’d have to rehire. “is there a victim, or i’m sorry client, that you had your eyes set on or something?”     //     @sliivered 

[envyhearted-blog]

     people on earth thought that they had it bad when their own families turned their back on them, but komand’r had a whole PLANET turn his back on him. he dwelled on it until it turned his heart into a black hole, but now he had a whole new planet to torment. tamaran smartened up, they fell under his rule once he proved to be powerful enough, but earth hadn’t quite yet. those that knew him knew him in relation to koriand’r, as her evil older brother who just so happened to be an alien as well, but those that didn’t know either of them didn’t know what to think. he had come to realize that witches mistook him for a demon and those potions never worked on him. he played with that fact, stabbed them with a knife and twisted it.

     he was fighting a demon that took his mark only because he was bored. komand’r was always possessive, even about his prey. in the dark alleyway all that someone could have seen from far away was his glowing green eyes and his purple starbolts that shot out of his hand. he took the demon down in under ten moves along with the person he initially had his eyes on, the one that lied to him about where koriand’r was. witch a wicked smile on his face he turned when he heard footsteps approaching. green eyes glowed even brighter as he walked closer to the other male, tilting his head to the side and examining them. 

     “are you here to clean up after little old me? this has got to be the fastest that anyone’s come to see the destruction i’ve caused.” having had his fun for the night already, he put his hand down and the starbolt dispersed. “i wouldn’t bother with your little potions or whatever, i’m not a demon.” he pointed towards the demon that was vanquished, or rather the scorch mark. “but i took care of the demon you were probably after. that doesn’t make me a good guy, but i should get paid for doing your job.” a dry chuckle escaped him, now only a couple of feet away from the witch.     //     @sliivered