Sep 27, 2015
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*nests*
FIRST THREE IN MY INBOX GET KISSES : two left
It’s calm - the Bureau often is, this late at night, when most agents have left and returned to their respective homes, the day’s worked packed away into that compartment of their minds that say ‘this is bad, this is horrible, but with my family I can be safe and don’t have to think about this.’ But that isn’t true; even in their houses, surrounded by spouse and dogs and children, sitting at their dining room table with a vast array of food before them, there are flickers of the victims, of the way the blood splattered against the wall, of their eyes flattened and shriveled. It happens, in death, the eyes are one of the first things to go and no one remembers this, how mortuaries must place caps there to make the closed eyelids keep their shape - there are no eyes without light in death because, far too often, there are no eyes.That is, of course, how Will tells the difference between someone who is asleep and someone who is dead. Check the eyes. He can imagine a chest still raising with breath the way he imagines victims still alive - they are alive, they are always alive - but he cannot return the form to their eyes.
It is why he avoids them - not just the seeing and the connecting - but he doesn’t want to have to check, to imagine what the eye might look like flattened.
Will is here late - the moments just before time switches from night to morning - flipping through files and meditating on the victims, putting himself into their lives, looking for the person he’d felt in their homes - the person watching them, needing them, changing them. Sometimes it felt like sleeping, but he couldn’t get the breathing right.
Still - even special agents need real sleep - and although tonight he’ll want the pill for that (and won’t take it, won’t want that forced inability to wake from the dreams he knows he will have, won’t want the possibility of not dreaming at all - the subconscious makes connections and speaks to him and he wakes in an adrenalized sweat), he pushes that from his mind the same way he pushes back in his chair, listens to the way the metal scrapes across the tiled floor. His knuckles crack as he stands, replaces papers back into manila folders - files - and exits the break room (he feels better there than in any office) in an attempt to at least leave this place, even if he can’t leave the case behind.
It is as he’s leaving that Will notices the light on in one of the other offices and, despite knowing that it isn’t any of his business, he goes by anyway, raps on the door once before pushing it open.
Clarice - Agent Starling - he isn’t surprised to find her still here, working. At least they respect each other’s privacy (at least she doesn’t interfere in his blurring unless absolutely necessary). She looks up and he lets out the uneasy chuckle of someone who is exhausted and surprised before going over, kissing her forehead gently.
“Make sure you get some sleep, too.”
No imparting of “wisdom,” no “staying up too all night is just going to make you groggy,” because he’s certain she’s already weighed the risks. He just knows, without the comment, he might forget…or fall asleep at his desk.
Don’t forget.
8 People I’d Like to Get to Know Better ( repost, do not reblog )
tagged by: teachustobestill (Clari, w HY?)
01. ) name / alias: Bippity-Boop-Bop (aka I’m a weirdo who doesn’t give my real name over the internet, but I go by Evelyn/Evey. Cuz I like the name/nickname.) 02. ) birthday: Christmas...so lots of ice cream cake and being lazy. :’) 03. ) zodiac sign: Capricorn, though I don’t put much stock in that stuff. I just read it for fun. 04. ) height: 5′3 >_> 05. ) time: 4:52 p.m. (TRAPPED AT WORK) 06. ) sleep: HA HA HA HA SLEEP??? WHAT’S THAT? Seriously though, Idek. I guess 6 hours on a good night. 8 if I’m feeling “adventurous” and ready to retire for the evening. 07. ) favourite books: Too many to name. 0 8. ) favourite artists: Is this referring to music or actual art? Because for music, I like every genre, so I’ve got WAY too many to list, and for actual art, I enjoy quite a few. As a kid, I was a fan of Monet, so I’ll throw that out there. 09. ) last movie i watched: Uhh...Plush. 10. ) college: Bachelor’s in English, holla holla. 11. ) dream job: Author...and yet I’m spending my time on here, whoops. 12. ) meaning of url: I’d say it’s pretty self-explanatory...Will’s empathic + design from “this is my design.” WOW I’M LIEK SO CREEATIV. I’m such a smart-ass, I’m sorry.
People Tagged: childofbloodandbone adlerthetattler tinyripper thedrxgonslayer +whoever wants to do it. I would’ve tagged more, but I saw they were already tagged, so. x3
teachustobestill replied to your post: teachustobestill a demandé:☯☯ &nb...
switchy will! ☆*･゜ﾟ･*(^O^)/*･゜ﾟ･*☆
|| Will is aaaall about giving himself entirely. Being submissive is reassuring for his kinder side - being dominant is awfully erotic for his darker side.
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☯ Kinks
Being submissive (obeying, being restrained, hurt by nails or teeth, maybe even possibly pegging? etc) and being dominant (same the other way around). Will doesn’t have any uncommon fetish or any other precise kink - not that he knows about, at least.
☺ (*nervous look* hi!)
teachustobestill; ☺: my muse finding yours on the side of the road, hours away from home. (hello ^.^).
“-- it looks like you could use a ride.”
teachustobestill
“Just because Jack Crawford asks you does not mean you have to go through with it.”
teachustobestill replied to your post:[ I do know that I will not be keeping the...
*pulls you into the canon divergant group*
[ -joins most happily- ^^ ]