hellishhangovers:

“She’s upset because of the bad quality.”, Asmodeus tossed in with a throwaway gesture, distracted from his rant for a second but quickly picking up his line of thought again.

“Right. Anyway. Do you remember that term paper I worked my ass off for? That even made me ditch the aftershow party of your concert two months ago? Yeah? Well FUCK THAT. The tutor gave it back to me today and I just— what nerve he got!” Fists flew into the air to punch the invisible incarnation of his professor’s face right in the nose.

Amduscias was still puzzled by the relation to Delta Airlines but it could work as an allegory for any rotten job, really. He sat up some more, setting the guitar aside. “What, did he flunk you?” He asked, somewhat incredulous. Asmodeus tended to excel, at least in Amduscias’ opinion.

‘ i’ll book a ticket on some garbage airline. i don’t wanna name an actual airline so lets make one up, lets just call it delta airlines. ‘ (For College!AU from Asmo)

“Now why would you do that to your imaginary self?” Amduscias laughed at Asmodeus’ indignation, lounging in their armchair and plucking his guitar at a leisurely pace. He had meant to do some composing but his friend’s rant was far more interesting now.

[text]: Say exactly that. Or just block their number. Full stop. That’d be cool. 

[text]: Are they still doing anything for U? Like money or smth?

[text] My parents called to ask why I haven’t come home yet. I don’t know what to say, they were the ones that told me not to come home for winter break?

@amusicas

“Wait, hold on. Let me get in the space.” Amduscias raised a hand. “Is she upset about the sex tape? And if so, is she upset because of its existence or because of the bad quality?” He chortled, mightily amused by Asmodeus’ plight, it seemed.

“Care to tell me what ‘this’ is as well? I’m really trying to emote but you’re on some advanced setting right now.” He illustrated his point by playing the melody of Little Talks.

‘ i’ll book a ticket on some garbage airline. i don’t wanna name an actual airline so lets make one up, lets just call it delta airlines. ‘ (For College!AU from Asmo)

“Now why would you do that to your imaginary self?” Amduscias laughed at Asmodeus’ indignation, lounging in their armchair and plucking his guitar at a leisurely pace. He had meant to do some composing but his friend’s rant was far more interesting now.

Peter Quayle in 1.08 Love the Lie

ahh I’m listening to my inspo song for human!Amdu again and ugh my son

just reminds me that he’s not supposed to be a person that resembles his demon but a person that would fall prey to him :’)

otherworldlysinners:

“Whenever I can spare them, they are all yours.”, Asmodeus replied as he sat back, obviously ignoring the implied humour in favour for another chance to spend such time with the other. Mhh. How he wanted to wrap his arms around the guy, pull him into his lap and nuzzle that pale neck. Perhaps it was the now lost boundary, perhaps the alcohol, but Asmodeus could feel a needful warmth rising to his cheeks and pooling in his hands.

Alas, his longing thoughts remained just this: Wishful thinking. He would have to find himself somebody else to share his warmth with for the night. He probably had been pushing Amduscias far enough today already, and Asmodeus still had no intention of making him uncomfortable. Having him ask for seconds was a great start to lead them back to closer interaction for sure. Asmodeus could hardly cover his joy about the question.

“I will have it all arranged over the next week if I can. I’ll be leaving the country for a few days so hopefully I can get it done until then.”

This news made Amduscias frown for a split-second. Of course it made sense. A businessman would have to go abroad every now and then, for, well, business matters. Still, he wasn’t pleased. Asmodeus still seemed to him half a specter, something you had to keep an eye on lest it disappeared and turned into nothing but morning mist and a trick of the light. He could fully imagine that as soon as he was gone, he would realize that all this had been a strange malnourishment-induced fever dream in which some good spirit just miraculously came along to fix all his problems for him. He had to admit, it sounded pretty damn fantastical.

“Where are you going?” He asked curiously. “Or is that one of those ‘top secret’ CEO politics things?” Amduscias added in a teasing tone as he turned and took another sip from his drink. 

Waking Up In Vegas || AU

eternalandrei:

“Amdu…” He mumbled, the next wave of sobering emotion hitting him hard. Not really meaning to, he was crying. Probably not a surprise. “S-sorry.” He told himself fiercely to stop, but it was quite out of his control. The knowledge that Amduscias was going to break up with him was too much. Because he knew.

“I love you so much. Sorry I fucked it up. You wouldn’t like me either way, so- so I thought I could keep going as long as I could. Can’t you tell me now? I don’t wanna talk about it sober.”

Aduscias meanwhile forced himself to remain strong.He couldn’t let some tears dull his anger, especially when he was so right to have it. “Fine. Okay. Armand, stop crying, please. But are you listening to yourself? I wouldn’t like you? I love you, you idiot. And you weren’t constantly drunk when we met, were you? Or afterwards when we hung out. So what changed, Armand? Why do you need to be drunk to be near me? That hurts, you know?”

eternalandrei:

Even Armand could tell that Amduscias was unhappy now. It was quite a feat to manage to make him show it visibly. Armand frowned, trying to take his hand gently. “No… no. It’s that I can be better. Happier. Looser.” He explained, quietly and fondly. “A good boyfriend. Less cares and worries.”

“Yeah, for you.” Amduscias gave him a look but let him take his hand. “You’re not better, you’re just drunk. If you need to be constantly intoxicated to be in a relationship with me then we are long overdue for a serious conversation.” He looked away. “Whatever. We’ll talk about it when, or if, you sober up.”

eternalandrei:

“Don’t write..!” He complained, nuzzling his shoulder, not having realised his error was what had caused him to move onto another task. “Only when I’m cuddling you.”

“Looks like you need some booze first to get in the mood.” He muttered.

eternalandrei:

He didn’t hear him. He smiled brightly and got the bottle in his hands, and drank straight from it with two big gulps. Then, he smiled warmly, and hummed, and insistently wrapped his arms around him nonetheless.

“I can’t write like this.” He remarked quietly when Armand’s arms had circling around him again. Amduscias tried his best to be resentful, to teach Armand a lesson. But in the end he only sighed and lowered his notepad again. “Feeling better now? Feeling comfortable?”

eternalandrei:

He made a soft noise of protest, and then a louder one, having been looking forward to another drink and quite upset at having been denied it. The kisses did distract him, but he frowned. “Just a little one. Only want a little more. Please…”

“Yeah, right.” He muttered before Armand’s protests won him over and he lowered his arms. Amduscias sighed and sat back, drawing up his leg to get back to his notepad and the scribbled down music.

eternalandrei:

“Love you.” He murmured, giving him a look of joy and pure devotion. A few more minutes of quiet cuddling followed while Armand stroked his hair before he spoke again.

“D'you want some sauvignon? I’m feeling it. It’s on the table. You can tell me all about the rehearsal.” His hand reached out to grapple for the bottle.

“Shh, no, come here.” He pulled Armand away from the bottle, tightening his grip to press kisses to his cheek and ear. His mouth quickly moved to Armand’s again, as if to preoccupy it. “I love you, stay here.” 

eternalandrei:

He laughed, and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “I’m passing my pride onto you. You should thank me.” He protested, smiling. “I would have liked that. You, all protective…” Armand purred, and gave him a more direct kiss. His drunkenness at least hadn’t peaked at catatonic levels yet, although he would need persuasion away from more drinks.

“Would’ve been.” He sighed before Armand’s lips covered his own. Amduscias kissed him back if only because he had missed him lately. He didn’t much care for the mix of alcohol on Armand’s tongue. “Hmm. I’m glad you had fun, baby.”

eternalandrei:

“Mmmm-yeah. You should’ve come, darling, they all had people to cuddle except for me.” He complained, and nuzzled him to transfer some of the glitter onto him as he wrapped his arms around him. “I kept getting hit on.” He stated slightly proudly. Feeling desirable had been great nonetheless for his self esteem. He knew what people said around campus, after all, even if he pretended he didn’t.

“Oh, how dreadful.” Amduscias joked as he pulled Armand closer. He did want to hold him, drunkenness or no. “You’re all glittery.” He informed him softly, brushing some of said glitter out of Armand’s hair. “If I had been there people might have hit on your less, though.”

Amduscias uttered a low noise when Armand’s hands came to grab him and pull him down. “Wh-- Armand.” He laughed a little and turned to look at the other. He could smell the alcohol before he could hear it in his voice. There was a small sigh on his lips but he reached out to wipe some glitter off Armand’s cheek. “Had fun at the party?”

@alternativexcovers

“Amdu..!” He called, reaching up to pull him back down with him on the sofa, where he lay with a rather dishevelled skirt and glitter on his face. Okay, he may have been drunk, but in his own mind it was hardly detectable and the social situation he’d been involved in had demanded it. Now, he was exhausted and desperate for cuddles.

he’s got a heart so pure, i bet he has flowers growing between his ribs

Amduscias yielded to the kisses with ease, sighing softly despite himself. “Oh... I don’t... I don’t know. I didn’t think about it. Maybe? You don’t have to take them out, no. But even so it’s not you...” 

Lace & Rope | college