LATE NIGHT WITH THE DEVIL (2023)

happy pride to junie 💗💜💙 and her weed smoking girlfriends madeline's spirit and jack or something

i started a new job this week and it took a lot out of me x_x will be back to posting shortly!

88﹕ sender  winks  [ seductively / mockingly ]  at  receiver …..

“ Jack — ” Her laugh is an exhale, a dramatized eyeroll as he tries to lure her out onto the dancefloor of her cluttered living room. His exaggerated antics are too easy to laugh at, a few drinks in and high on the undivided attention he’s spent the day buttering her up with. It was all too rare that anyone paid her any mind — not without an ulterior motive.

June follows him with a little sway, if only to convey that she can barely dance beyond that. He takes her hands so readily, twirls and dips her, pulls her around like they’re giddy kids. And it lasts, the mindless fun, until the music lulls and she can rest her head in the crook of his shoulder and give up on the stage performance for just long enough to think,

IT’S TOO EASY TO TAKE SOMEONE ELSE’S PLACE.

A sour feeling settles, weighs in her limbs. Her height approaches his such that she can rest her head on his chest without giving him enough space to look at her, the slight distance that's accumulated even where they touch. “ What are we doing? ” They’re still moving, slower, now, her fingertips lingering in his hand. “ All of — this. ” The weight pressing on her chest feels more as though she’s spent the day in jags of tears.

“ Elijah, I’m glad you could make it. Please, make yourself comfortable. ” From where June approaches, the scrying glass on her desk glimmers her calm smile back to her in obsidian. She pulls out her chair to face him, a deliberate arrangement that closes their distance but keeps her tools in reach. 

“ I should preface this by telling you that most of my work is in outpatient therapy or rites and exorcisms, not necessarily both. I’ve only recently received the grant funding to combine the two as an integrated management program. ” A specific interest had begun to pique when her peers learned that she had taken on the girl’s treatment — therapists began referring cases to her office, clergymen were phoning for advice around the clock. Of course, this happened to correlate with a sudden spike of attempted exorcisms and occult rituals on the West Coast, but she had assumed her work would be prone to sensationalism. With grants contingent on her success, as long as her publications still found the right audience… She could sacrifice a little dignity.

“ But as long as you understand that the nature of my practice is research-oriented and experimental… Why don’t you start by telling me a little about yourself, and what you’d like to address? ”

@latenightpsych liked for a starter

Elijah stood in the woman's office, his back to the door. There wasn't much to look at and yet he found himself staring at a small object on her desk. He wasn't sure what it was or that he should be allowed to touch it. After all, she had asked him to wait for her.

He was doing as asked, for once, and tilted his head once he'd heard her return. "Doctor." His accent was rough like he was, nothing like the accents in New York. He settled down into the chair now, his gaze not leaving her as she stepped into the room.

He hated himself for being here but he'd heard she could help. That she knew a thing or two about the paranormal. He let the doctor settle down in her seat before flashing her a smile, fangs showing just under his upper lip.

"I heard you could help, doc."

you're on a date with a beautiful girl and you want to tell her you haven't really addressed the grief of losing your wife and you're not sure where you want this relationship to go but she's been explaining roman exorcism rites in excruciating detail, uninterrupted, for the past 45 minutes

Dr. Ross-Mitchell, psychologist-made-hunter, biggest jackass on the planet. She could bring up the occasional mutilated, drained body left to bleed out, demand to know how that could be explained away as just a little hungry, but she was already prepared to crawl into a hole and didn’t plan on making the situation any worse. " ... I'm going to assume you've already tried bloodbanks. "

June runs her hands through her hair, looking more than a little exasperated at how few options she’d left herself. There were holistic ways to approach this, sure. She just had to ⸻ bend a few rules, twist her moral compass in such a way as to justify what she was about to put into practice.

“ There are … People, you know, who might be better to feed on. Well — not better, but if something unfortunate happened to them … You could say it was karma. ” If she was better at her job, June thinks, she would have put a dagger through Silas by now. Surely she could convince herself that she was just clever enough to play the long game. The truth is, though, she can hardly look him in the eyes right now. " And if you just happened to have somebody around to point you in their direction ... "

oh. well, he shouldn't be so surprised-- it doesn't show when he looks down at the book. it does sting, just a little, deep down. still, there's a gentle smile when he picks it up, vaguely skimming through the pages. well, he had assumed that he'd curbed those so-called 'violent' impulses. perhaps a book would help him fit in better. " if you ask me, i don't think there's anything wrong with thinking outside the box. sometimes it's easier to come up with a solution that way. "

there's a pause. if he could breathe, he'd let out a sigh. " -- so, what do you expect me to do? i can't just go up to someone and ask if they'll let me feed off of them. they'll throw me in some sort of asylum. " silas's lips purse as he looks at june again. " fine. i'll-- attempt to ... do less of that. that just leaves us one little issue to resolve. what are you going to do to help? i mean, when i start to grow hungry? "

She hadn't expected him to ask this of her. Didn't he have to be on set tomorrow? Would anyone question him, try to extrapolate a reason for something so - mundane? June takes his hand in her own, turns his palm down; her own colored nails are bitten-down, worn. "Alright," She pulls an experimental swipe of color down Jack's thumbnail and holds it up for him to judge. "What do you think?"

[please stand by...] 𝙷𝙴'𝚂 𝚀𝚄𝙸𝙴𝚃 𝙰𝚂 𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚃𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚂, surprisingly patient for a man so used to the fast-paced. A blush dusts his cheeks, something warm and soft… Almost domestic. Here, in the safety of June’s studio, there is no 𝙼𝚁. 𝙼𝙸𝙳𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃, no need to force a smile. No need to 𝙷𝙸𝙳𝙴. For now the curtain has fallen and lays somewhere in a crumpled, forgotten heap. 𝙷𝙴'𝚂 𝙹𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝙹𝙰𝙲𝙺.. And without an audience, a crew, without Leo, Gus or Phil, his attention– his heart– is no one else’s but her’s.

〝 .. 𝙸 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺 𝚈𝙾𝚄'𝚅𝙴 𝙶𝙾𝚃 𝙶𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃 𝚃𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴. 〞 In fact it’s the perfect shade of gold, just shiny enough to catch your eye. 〝 I hope you’ll let me paint yours next. You’d look good in green. 〞

Jack Delroy: Thinking Woman's Sex Symbol

it actually works out great that there's literally no fandom interest in june because that means i get a free pass to call myself the ceo of junie and do whatever i want so nobody else has to worry about it. frankly a win/win situation👍💪

it isn’t much of a collection, rather a crate with a handful of household names. he recognizes most of them— hall & oates, abba, fleetwood mac— and can’t say he’s surprised about her taste in music. (well… then again it’s hard to imagine someone as clinical as her relaxing enough to even listen in the first place.) maybe if he put one on, he’d get to see her dance…

How they ended up in this position ⸻ the surprise visits, the drawn-out affair ⸻ is something she’ll have time to regret later. For now, June finds herself watching him from her vantage in the kitchen. She isn’t psychoanalyzing him, per se, but she can’t help her prior training; the Jack in her living room is so different from the Jack on the television, the Jack that first approached her. He’s real, wandering past her bookshelves, flitting through her music. He isn’t playing a role.

June sidles up to him, brushes shoulders. The smile she gives is half-bashful as he moves past Rumors and Bookends. “ Caught you snooping. ” It's hardly accusatory. She gestures, offering wine from the glass in her hand. They’re still side-by-side; she doesn’t move. “ Hmm. Anything good in there? ”

he asked for no pickles

Severance Episode 1 | Good News About Hell dir. Ben Stiller

But I don't feel that anymore.

Oh, no. She already feels bad for the imminent letdown - terrible, if only because he looks so unsuspecting. June had poured over centuries of supernatural documentation, and not one text prepared her to be hit with vampiric puppy-dog eyes. She does her best to sidestep. “ Okay … I’ve been thinking over my preconceptions. I was taught to do my job a certain way, but maybe it’s worth thinking outside of the box once in a while …? ” She’d really backed herself into a corner with this one. She slides the paperback to Silas like it’s causing her a physical pain. Managing Violent Impulses and Behaviors: A Workbook. Well, there it is.

“ Look, I’m trying to meet you somewhere in the middle, here. The missing person reports — people are starting to notice. I need you to ease up on killing and eating people. ”

" Brought you a present. " / @latenightpsych

" ah, june! " there's something bright on silas' face, his hands clasped together. " i can certainly say i wasn't expecting any sort of gift. if i had known you were bringing something, i'd have something for you in return. " it's kind, just like he was brought up to be. despite his stature, there's excitement in his eyes.

" it isn't-- you do realize it's not my birthday, correct? " he grins, a fang peeking out from under his top lip. " but-- i've never been one to not accept a gift. what do you have for me? "

i've put together an optional interest tracker - feel free to check it out! my next goal is to write out a longer bio with verse/au details (when it isn't. 5am.), but just know for now she fits in most horror/paranormal-themed verses :-)

𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 .    (  a  collection  of  100  nonverbal  action  prompts .   mature  and  potentially  triggering  themes  are  present .   add  “ + reverse ”  to  swap  assigned  roles . )

∗ o1﹕ sender  tucks  hair  out  of  receiver’s  face . ∗ o2﹕ sender  offers  receiver  a  bite  from  their  fork . ∗ o3﹕ sender  places  their  feet / legs  in  receiver's  lap . ∗ o4﹕ sender  offers  receiver  an  earbud  to  share  their  music . ∗ o5﹕ sender  comforts  receiver  in  the  aftermath  of  a  nightmare . ∗ o6﹕ sender  gives  receiver  company  in  the  hospital . ∗ o7﹕ sender  wraps  their  arms  around  a  hysterical  receiver  to  calm  them . ∗ o8﹕ sender  shows  up  at  receiver’s  home  late  at  night . ∗ o9﹕ sender  falls  asleep  leaning  against  receiver . ∗ 1o﹕ sender  wields  a  [ gun / knife ]  at  receiver . ∗ 11﹕ sender  runs  their  fingers  through  receiver’s  hair . ∗ 12﹕ sender  invites  receiver  to  dance . ∗ 13﹕ sender  takes  a  [ picture / video ]  of  receiver . ∗ 14﹕ sender  places  their  head  in  receiver’s  lap . ∗ 15﹕ sender  and  receiver  make  eye  contact  across  a  busy  room . ∗ 16﹕ sender  pushes  receiver  against  a  wall  to  kiss  them . ∗ 17﹕ sender  and  receiver  cook  together . ∗ 18﹕ sender  comes  to  receiver  after  being  injured . ∗ 19﹕ sender  sits  in  receiver’s  lap . ∗ 2o﹕ sender  lifts  receiver's  chin ,  invoking  eye  contact . ∗ 21﹕ sender  overtakes  receiver  in  combat . ∗ 22﹕ sender  finds  receiver  [ injured / bloodied ] . ∗ 23﹕ sender  straightens  an  article  of  receiver’s  clothes . ∗ 24﹕ sender  crawls  into  bed  with  receiver . ∗ 25﹕ sender  rolls  their  eyes  at  receiver . ∗ 26﹕ sender  lights  receiver’s  [ cigarette / joint ] . ∗ 27﹕ sender  is  caught  wearing  receiver's  clothes . ∗ 28﹕ sender  strikes  receiver  with  a  pillow . ∗ 29﹕ sender  writes  a  note  on  receiver’s  skin :  [ note ] . ∗ 3o﹕ sender  wraps  a  blanket  around  receiver’s  shoulders . ∗ 31﹕ sender  runs  and  jumps  into  receiver’s  arms . ∗ 32﹕ sender  shoves  receiver  out  of  anger . ∗ 33﹕ sender  hovers  over  receiver’s  shoulder  as  they  complete  a  task . ∗ 34﹕ sender  is  found  by  receiver  somewhere  they  shouldn’t  be . ∗ 35﹕ sender  curls  up  against  receiver  in  their  sleep . ∗ 36﹕ sender  is  found  drunk  by  receiver . ∗ 37﹕ sender  throws  an  item  of  sentiment  bitterly  at  receiver . ∗ 38﹕ sender  joins  receiver  in  the  shower . ∗ 39﹕ sender  is  caught  following  receiver . ∗ 4o﹕ sender  traces  one  of  receiver’s  [ scars / bruises ] . ∗ 41﹕ sender  twines  their  fingers  with  receiver’s . ∗ 42﹕ sender  barges  into  receiver’s  home  unannounced . ∗ 43﹕ sender  kicks  receiver’s  shin  beneath  a  table . ∗ 44﹕ sender  aggressively  shoves  past  receiver . ∗ 45﹕ sender  kisses  receiver’s  [ forehead / cheek ] . ∗ 46﹕ sender  pulls  receiver  out  of  harm’s  way . ∗ 47﹕ sender  is  found  sobbing  by  receiver . ∗ 48﹕ sender  locks  receiver  out  of  their  room . ∗ 49﹕ sender  brings  receiver  [ coffee / tea ]  in  the  morning . ∗ 5o﹕ sender  rests  their  forehead  against  receiver’s . ∗ 51﹕ sender  plays  a  song  for  receiver  that  reminds  them  of  them :  [ song ] . ∗ 52﹕ sender  takes  a  [ punch / stab / bullet ]  meant  for  receiver . ∗ 53﹕ sender  buys  receiver  a  drink  at  a  bar . ∗ 54﹕ sender  needs  receiver’s  help  getting  in  the  bath . ∗ 55﹕ sender  and  receiver  cross  paths  in  the  kitchen  late  at  night . ∗ 56﹕ sender  twists  receiver’s  arm  behind  their  back . ∗ 57﹕ sender  winks  at  receiver . ∗ 58﹕ sender  is  found  collapsed  by  receiver . ∗ 59﹕ sender  prevents  an  injured  receiver  from  getting  up . ∗ 6o﹕ sender  claps  a  hand  over  receiver’s  mouth  to  silence  them . ∗ 61﹕ sender  cages  receiver  against  a  [ wall / the floor ]  with  their  arms . ∗ 62﹕ sender  storms  away  from  receiver  during  an  argument . ∗ 63﹕ sender  is  found  by  receiver  sleeping  in  receiver’s  bed . ∗ 64﹕ sender  [ applies / touches up ]  receiver’s  makeup . ∗ 65﹕ sender  throws  receiver  into  a  wall  during  combat . ∗ 66﹕ sender  dances  sensually  with  receiver . ∗ 67﹕ sender  strikes  receiver  across  the  face . ∗ 68﹕ sender  places  their  hand  on  receiver’s  leg  while  driving . ∗ 69﹕ sender  pulls  a  chair  out  from  under  receiver . ∗ 7o﹕ sender  catches  receiver’s  wrist  when  they  turn  to  leave . ∗ 71﹕ sender  leaves  an  intimate  mark  on  receiver . ∗ 72﹕ sender  beats  receiver  in  a  video  game . ∗ 73﹕ sender  and  receiver  stand  in  stunned  silence  after  a  fight . ∗ 74﹕ sender  cares  for  receiver  while  they’re  sick . ∗ 75﹕ sender  and  receiver  go  on  a  hike . ∗ 76﹕ sender  is  caught  snooping  in  receiver’s  things . ∗ 77﹕ sender  and  receiver  cuddle  while  watching  television . ∗ 78﹕ sender  throws  something  aggressively  at  receiver . ∗ 79﹕ sender  creeps  up  behind  receiver  to  scare  them . ∗ 8o﹕ sender  and  receiver  go  shopping  together . ∗ 81﹕ sender  helps  receiver  [ dye / style ]  their  hair . ∗ 82﹕ sender  draws  receiver  into  a  kiss  by  the  back  of  their  neck . ∗ 83﹕ sender  is  discovered  having  a  panic  attack  by  receiver . ∗ 84﹕ sender  accidentally  injures  receiver  during  sparring . ∗ 85﹕ sender  grabs  receiver  roughly  by  the  hair . ∗ 86﹕ sender  brings  receiver  to  their  knees  during  combat . ∗ 87﹕ sender  shows  receiver  evidence  of  a  lie  they  told . ∗ 88﹕ sender  winks  [ seductively / mockingly ]  at  receiver . ∗ 89﹕ sender  yells  at  receiver  to  put  their  hands  in  the  air . ∗ 9o﹕ sender  helps  receiver  patch  up  a  wound . ∗ 91﹕ sender  holds  receiver  as  they  cry . ∗ 92﹕ sender  silently  and  angrily  points  receiver  towards  the  door . ∗ 93﹕ sender  gestures  for  receiver  to  sit  down . ∗ 94﹕ sender  pulls  receiver  into  their  lap . ∗ 95﹕ sender  cradles  receiver’s  face . ∗ 96﹕ sender  tackles  receiver  out  of  the  way  of  danger . ∗ 97﹕ sender  has  hidden  an  injury  from  receiver ,  and  receiver  finds  out . ∗ 98﹕ sender  confronts  receiver  about  their  unhealthy  behavior . ∗ 99﹕ sender  proposes  to  receiver . ∗ 1oo﹕ sender  has  just  died ,  receiver  finds  out .