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A New Moon
[Dexter Morgan x Female!Reader]
Synopsis: Despite his gut telling him he shouldn’t, Dexter can’t help but fall deeper into the trap of his own emotions. And the more time he spends with you, the more he starts to realize what exactly those emotions are. {GIF Creds: beautifulguycollector}
WC: 2889
Category: Slight Lime/Spice, Friends to Lovers + Forbidden Love (if you squint) Tropes
Gotta keep this fandom alive somehow 🥲 (also… why are titles so hard to write? That and the synopsis are harder to write than the actual fic)
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You were too good for him. Plain and simple. You were a smart, beautiful, hard-working woman who had goals and dreams. He was a cold-blooded killer. Not to say that he hadn't been there for you, though. The two of you had been friends since… well, a while. A long while.
He couldn't quite pinpoint the moment he started to notice the changes in your relationship. It was a slow, subtle buildup, and the first time you called him your friend, Dexter thought nothing of it. The second time, it made him pause, but not enough for him to consider what the implications of you saying that to him could mean.
But when you said it again and again and again, he realized the meaning behind your words, the affection they held. Dexter couldn't say that he was particularly close to many people. There were a select few he'd consider his friends, but he wasn’t emotionally invested in any of them. And he didn't think he was invested in you, either.
But maybe he was.
Debs was different, and it made him question how much he was supposed to care about someone. But that was his sister, the one person in the world who loved him unconditionally. That reason alone made his relationship with Deb unique. He was sure of that.
The same went with Brian—his brother, as it turned out. And Harrison, his son. Dexter felt things for those people, but they were different. Those were family, the people he was genetically tied to. Of course, he would care about them.
But you weren't family, and yet he still cared about you. It was a different kind of caring. And it was confusing. Harry was right, after all. He didn't feel. Dexter had convinced himself for years that he was a high-functioning sociopath, but lately…
Lately, he was beginning to question if that was true. Simple glances from you could bring an unwelcome smile to his lips. And when he heard the sound of your voice, he could feel his chest warm. It was a nice feeling, something he'd only experienced briefly with Rita. But then, that relationship was different too.
It was hard to put his finger on it, but being with you was just… easy. And it didn't feel like work. There was no pretending. Dexter didn't have to act when he was around you. He didn't need to try to be someone he wasn't. It was the real him.
It was terrifying.
Because now, as he sat on your couch, watching as you moved gracefully around your small apartment, the feeling was back, and he didn't know how to deal with it.
He should have been home with Harrison, but the little boy was staying over at Debra’s tonight, so he didn't have any responsibilities. The passenger within him didn’t see it as a problem either, considering he’d just recently “disposed" his latest target.
It was nice, Dexter decided, to relax every once in a while. Work and family didn't give him a lot of opportunities to do so, and now that the two were temporarily taken care of, he felt he deserved to be lazy for a bit.
You didn’t have a TV in your living room, so the two of you settled for movies. Dexter didn’t really have a preference for them. He could watch a comedy, action, drama, or horror and not feel strongly for or against any of them.
Apparently, you didn't mind what he watched either because he could see the spark of excitement in your eyes when you pulled out the case for one of the worst comedy films Dexter had ever seen.
He'd seen it before. Not with you, one of the movies Vince shoved down his throat when he planned a night out with him, Angel, and Quinn.
It wasn't his favorite, not by a long shot, but the grin on your face and the way you eagerly skipped to the DVD player, set the disk inside, and closed the hatch made him bite his tongue.
Dexter had learned a long time ago that you were a very expressive person. And even though most of the time your feelings weren't displayed on your face, your eyes told another story. Such opposites to his own, Dexter often found himself fascinated by the light they held.
You had a passion for life that was rare, and it drew him in. It was a quality he lacked, and he could see it in everything you did. Whether it was talking about the newest book you read or making coffee, you put all of yourself into your actions.
It was something that Dexter had never understood. How could you have such a strong sense of self? Didn't it get tiring, having to live up to a standard of being so… so good?
But then again, you'd always been better than him. He might’ve been smarter in some regards, but what was smart if it didn't come from a place of morality? You were better, purer than him. He knew it, and everyone else did, too, even if they weren’t aware of how pure he wasn’t
That's why this was so wrong. This thing that had been going on for the past couple of months between the two of you. The subtle touches, the longing stares, the late-night calls. It was all wrong.
You were similar to Rita in some ways. You were kind and compassionate, always looking for the good in others. You had a knack for taking care of people, whether they needed it or not.
Dexter could tell that was your nature, and it was one of the things that initially attracted him to you. All the things he lacked, you had. But that didn't mean that you could replace Rita. He didn’t want you to.
And that was the difference. While he may have found qualities in you that resembled the ones he'd found in Rita, you were not her. Rita was gone, and it was his fault. She didn’t deserve to die, and yet she did. She deserved to grow old, to see Harrison grow up.
She deserved better.
The same went for you. You didn’t deserve a monster like him. The more he thought about it, the more he came to the conclusion that he should stay away. It was for the best of both of you.
And yet he was here. On your couch, watching a shitty movie and drinking the beer you'd offered him. Because, despite his efforts, he couldn't keep his distance from you.
He should've known. When it came to you, Dexter didn't have a choice.
His gaze drifted over to your form as you sat down beside him. You were smiling, your eyes bright and focused on the television. A lock of hair fell across your face, and you pushed it back, the sleeve of your hoodie falling down slightly.
Dexter had never been so tempted to reach out and touch someone in his life.
It was a feeling that had been creeping up on him the last few weeks, and now, sitting with you, watching a bad movie, it was at an all-time high. He'd never craved intimacy. But there was something about you, a pull that he couldn't deny.
It gave him a sick feeling in his stomach. Reminded him of that need with Lila. God, Lila. What a mess that had turned out to be. Another thing to add to his growing list of mistakes.
And yet, the longer he stared, the more he found himself leaning forward. He didn’t register what he was doing until his lips were a hair width away from yours.
You froze but didn't move away. The only indication that you were startled was the widening of your eyes. They bore into his, unflinching. He could hear his heartbeat pounding in his ears.
He was scared. Scared? Yes. That was what he was feeling. Why? He didn't know. Fear was new. It was a feeling reserved for Deb and sometimes his son, but even then, it was different.
But as Dexter gazed at you, so close and so beautiful, the fear melted away. It was replaced by a warmth that he was quickly becoming familiar with. It made his body thrum and his blood rush. It made him feel alive.
You were the first one to make a move. Well, not really a move, just the smallest shift forward, and then you were breathing the same air as him. You weren't kissing. You were just… waiting. Waiting for him to make the final move.
It was like an unspoken rule between the two of you, the power dynamic. He was the dominant one, and you were the submissive. You had never fought against it. You were a people pleaser, and he knew that.
It was one of the reasons he knew this was wrong. Because he couldn't stop, and you would never ask him to. Even now, as he hesitated, you waited patiently. You trusted him.
Why did you have to trust him? Why couldn't you be more selfish, more like him?
But deep down, Dexter knew that it wasn't your nature. You couldn't change, not any more than he could.
So, after another agonizing second, he closed the distance between you.
It was gentle, the way his lips pressed against yours. A stark contrast to the usual forcefulness he applied when taking his victims. No, with you, he was careful. Almost timid.
Your lips were soft and smooth, and the kiss was sweet. Nothing more than a simple caress. Dexter didn’t expect the tingling sensation it would cause, but the slight brush of your mouth sent shivers down his spine.
The kiss was short and chaste, but it was enough to leave him feeling dizzy. The heat spread through him, from the tips of his toes all the way to his cheeks.
Dexter pulled back, and you stared at him. His breath hitched in his throat at the look in your eyes. There was something there, something that mirrored his own emotions.
Was it possible? Was he really capable of such intense emotion?
Maybe he was.
You didn’t move. It was like time had stopped, and the only sound that could be heard was his own uneven breathing. That, and the movie playing in the background, which was forgotten as soon as your lips touched.
The urge to reach out and grab you was there. He could feel the need deep in his bones, in his soul. But instead, Dexter sat, staring. Staring into the eyes of the woman who had somehow managed to break down all the walls he'd spent his life building.
You didn't speak. There was nothing to say. No words could describe the feelings that had surfaced between the two of you. So, instead, you smiled. A simple, beautiful smile that had him feeling weak.
He could have stayed there forever, just looking at you, taking in the beauty that was you. It was a new experience for him, and it was nice.
“Debra is going to be pissed," you finally said, breaking the silence. “I’ll be bullied into telling her every detail."
He blinked. Once. Twice. Then, his lips curled up in amusement. It was true. Eventually, she’ll figure it out. Maybe she already knew but was waiting for confirmation. Debra was good at figuring out things, even if it wasn’t the most obvious answer.
His sister was good at a lot of things, like being a detective. And, apparently, being an interfering matchmaking nuisance.
At least she wouldn’t call you the things she called Lila.
The thought made him chuckle, and you looked at him in confusion, but it would have to stay a mystery to you. For what was life without a few private jokes between siblings, right?
You didn’t press for answers, though. You did what you’ve always done and waited for him—waited for him as if it was his turn in Chess.
And he did the only thing he could think to do. He kissed you again. And again. And again. And again. Until he had you pinned beneath him, your arms around his neck, and your breath coming out in heavy gasps.
The kisses were still innocent, just as you were. But he could feel the passion behind them, the hunger. He couldn’t remember the last time he had felt that. It had been a long, long time.
But the longer he kissed you, the more the heat grew, and soon, he was lost in the sensation. Your hands found their way into his hair, and you tugged at the strands. His heart was racing, and the sound of his own ragged breathing filled his ears.
It was exhilarating.
Your lips parted, allowing his tongue to slip inside, and the innocence was gone. Replaced by a desire that left him trembling. The feeling of your tongue against his, the taste of you on his lips, the smell of your shampoo mixed with your unique scent—it was all intoxicating.
The movie continued to play in the background, forgotten as you pulled him closer. The warmth in his chest intensified, and Dexter didn't fight it. Instead, he embraced it. He gave in to his emotions and let himself feel.
He didn’t go too far; he knew you weren't ready for that yet. The craving was there, and it was strong, but the moment wasn’t right. Instead, he satisfied himself by touching your skin, mapping out every inch of it, memorizing the way it felt under his fingertips.
And, when you finally pulled away, breathless and flushed, he held onto you, refusing to let go. His eyes searched yours, searching for something. Anything. He didn’t know what he was looking for, but whatever it was, he didn’t find it.
He mostly saw fear, anger, and some regret when he had them pinned down beneath him. Of course, that was usually the case with his victims. Fear, anger, and regret were normal emotions—a reaction to being trapped by their own demise.
Having someone look up at him with emotions on the other side of the spectrum was different. Not a bad different, just... different.
Rita had been the first to look at him like that. Lumen did, too, once upon a time. And Lila, well, her emotions were never consistent.
But you? You looked up at him with an expression that was all too familiar and yet not quite the same. Your eyes were full of affection and desire, yes. But they were also filled with something else. Something he couldn't place.
Something he couldn’t understand.
"Dex,” your voice was so soft, a whisper. He almost didn’t hear it, and yet, he felt it. He felt the way his name rolled off your tongue, and it was like music to his ears.
"Yeah?" he whispered back. He didn’t know why he did that; it wasn't like the two of you were speaking in a library or something. Maybe it was the way the light danced in your eyes, the way the colors reflected off the white walls, casting an ethereal glow.
"I didn’t expect you to be… like this," you murmured. You ran a finger over his cheek, down to his jawline. He swallowed thickly. He could feel his pulse quicken.
"Like what?" he asked, his voice rough.
"Not bad," you replied. Your lips curved up, and his eyes were drawn to them. They were red and swollen from kissing, and it was such a contrast to the pale skin of your face.
"You think I'm not bad?" he said, raising his brows. "I'm flattered."
You shook your head. "You know what I mean," you said. "I just meant that you're different than how you come off. I didn’t think you'd be so... bold.”
He snorted. Bold. If you only knew.
"I guess I'm full of surprises," he said, smirking. You rolled your eyes and punched him lightly in the shoulder, only for him to catch it and press a kiss to the back of your hand. It was something he picked up from a movie once, and it seemed to be a pretty romantic gesture. And by the look on your face, it seemed to be appreciated.
You didn't say anything else. You didn't have to. There was nothing else to say. The two of you simply enjoyed each other's company, content to just be together. The movie might've been a failure, but the night wasn’t.
And when Dexter finally left, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief. Not the type of relief he felt after a successful kill, but the type of relief one feels after a burden is lifted off their shoulders. The type of relief one gets when they are finally honest with themselves.
Rita was gone. Lumen was gone. And although his guilt and shame were still there, his self-loathing and fear were slowly starting to fade away. It wasn't gone, it was never going to be, but it was a start.
A fresh start.
A new beginning.
A new moon.
Yes, tonight was the night that changed everything. Tonight, Dexter Morgan learned that maybe he was more than the monster he thought he was.
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DEXTER REWATCH — 2.08 MORNING COMES
I've always worked best in the shadows. That's where I have to stay.
#dexter#dexteredit#dexter morgan#james doakes#debra morgan#angel batista#lila west#michael c hall#erik king#jennifer carpenter#david zayas#jamie murray#tvgifs#dexterrewatch
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Being niche again, but Ravonna/Mobius should have been explored further. (Only 23 ao3 fics!)
And they're giving me light Laguerta/Batista vibes.
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Dexter writing prompt:
Dexter somehow ends up with a dog, a Pitbull to be exact. He does not like pets, he never had one as a kid and has no idea how to treat it. He tells his co-worker about the new addition someone’s real mean about it, but either Vince or Angel speak up and mention that pitbulls were actually bred as babysitting dogs (real fact!). Eventually the dog grows on him and they become besties. Dex even starts going on runs with him. If the story features Harrison I have this one scene in mind where Dex comes home and Harry is using the dog as a pillow. (Also Jamie adored the dog)
#writing prompt#my prompt#prompt#dexter#dexter Morgan#pitbulls#Harrison morgan#baby morgan#debra morgan#angel batista#Vince masuka#Jamie batista
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#SCREAMING?#i think deb's face in the background really makes it#vince masuka#angel batista#debra morgan#dexter#shows#mine
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Congratulations he says
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yo Angel Batista did not just retire at a Dexter for no fucking reason because he wanted to have a family restaurant that dude had been in embezzling funds since fucking 2001 from the Miami Police Department and he was so close to getting caught and he said I’m gonna quit while I’m $1 million ahead put that money into an illegal money laundering front have a small family restaurant so that it can look like I have a reason to have this much income and then have the opportunity to leave a legacy and money for my beautiful daughters 
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One of the only good things about Dexter: New Blood was getting hyped to see Angel Batista again
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Maybe you have to write a blurb where both catburgler and secret agent girl are in his life. And he's walking around all cocky juggling these two hot women thinking he's the man. But then one day he strolls into the local cafe and there's the sweetest most kindest angelic looking new Batista behind the counter talking to her boss asking for a day off to volunteer at the local food bank and BAM! He falls madly in love and has to work to get this pure soul to agree to date him.🤣
Omg stop HAHAHA YOU KNOW WHAT, YOU'RE SO RIGHT!!!! It's about time he's the one begging her to be with him!!! That would be really cute honestly 😭 "Okay, I know I'm a mafia boss but I'm also really sensitive."
"How so?"
"...I cried once."
"Really?"
"I mean, I'd gotten a bit of blood in my eye but it stung like a bitch so...."
ALFJSF IS THAT TOO DARK HAHA BUT THIS WOULD BE CUTE
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The official WWE 2k23 roster!!!! @atiny-angel @swifteforeverandalways @sargentbarxes @imswitchbabemox @the-iridescent-phoenix @ozzypawsbone-princeofbarkness @askauradonprep @retro-rezz-the-est @nonbinarylovaticesposito @ava-valerie @mrragersrevenge96
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Bad Bunny will be the pre order bonus and later his pack will be available for DLC for those who did not pre order
Bray Wyatt, Tegan Nox, Candice LeRae, Hit Row and many other are rumored for future DLC
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Justice angel . #mementomori #_click_gravestone #cemeteries_memorials #cemeteriesofinstagram #cemetery #cemeteryart #cemeterybeauty #cemeteryexplorer #cemeterylife #cemeterylovers #cemeterypics #cemeteryphotography #cemeteryscapes #cemeterysculpture #cemetery_shots #grave #grave_affair #graveandbeautiful #graveyard #graveyard_fanatics #project_necropolis #taphophile #total_graves #tv_churchandgraves #cemiterio #cemiteriosdobrasil #riodejaneiro #cemiteriosaojoaobatista #anjo (em Cemitério de São João Batista) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoMlkt4OwUw/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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DEXTER REWATCH — 2.07 THAT NIGHT, A FOREST GREW
So much for threatening Doakes, he won't back off 'til he exposes the twisted branches of my family tree. From my father's indiscretions, to my murderous brother, to the root of all evil: me.
#dexter#dexteredit#dexter morgan#lila west#james doakes#angel batista#debra morgan#frank lundy#michael c hall#jamie murray#erik king#david zayas#keith carradine#jennifer carpenter#tvgifs#dexterrewatch
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Hey everyone. I don't usually do donation posts but we could use some help.
My best friend needs a corrective helmet for her five month old daughter. The insurance company denied it for some reason. Out of pocket it would cost over $1500 US plus tax, and she just bought a house after moving seven months ago so she doesn't have the money to spare. She also has two other kids under the age of 6, one of whom is high needs autistic.
This is my Wifey, the only true best friend I have ever had, and if any of y'all can help, even a little, I would appreciate it so much. If you donate, I can make you a bracelet for the trouble, or a mini writing commission (100-500 words, send a DM for more details). Please help us out.
Edit: Thank you everyone who reblogged and donated. My niece is getting her helmet now and we are so so thrilled!
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The Silent Road (2019)
Marietta Patricia Leis
Acrylic with ground graphite on Tyvek, wood rod, plastic tubes, gift of the artist, photography by Stefan Batista
The Silent Road is a dialogue between painting and sculpture. It represents a road that leads in two directions, reaching upward toward the ceiling and winding down to the floor. The Silent Road was inspired by Marietta Leis’s time in Iceland during the dark months of the long winter. According to the artist, “The treeless, volcanic landscape revealed the earth’s curved horizon, confronting me with a stark image of all that is infinite—both visually and metaphorically. My acute sense of this fascinating and haunting place provided fertile ground for germination of The Silent Road.”
according to Leis, “In today’s noisy world it is easy to become distracted, numb to our deepest natures. The road to authenticity is by its very nature traveled in solitude. It is an internal road that, with patience, can lead deep into the core of our being. As we each embark on the journey to this rich and fertile place, we can discover a common thread of the shared humanity that binds us.”
Marietta Patricia Leis is an internationally exhibiting multidisciplinary artist and poet. She has lived and worked in New York City as well as Los Angeles, and is currently based in Santa Fe after living in Albuquerque for many years. Leis’s reductive, expressive works are shaped out of experiments in material process and she takes inspiration from forms found in nature, a sense of place, and the internal landscape. The Silent Road was originally created for an exhibition at the Palazzo Mora as part of the 2019 Venice Biennale
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~ Bienvenue sur ta Ligue simulée ~
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what are your fav paintings?? interpret this question how ever you want!! ill take any paintings that maybe sparked inspo for ABM or any religious paintings you love? or any painting you love in general!!! honestly Hironymous Bosch’s garden of earthy delights makes me think of the period of time when lucifer was introducing sin and indulgence to the other angels🫶🏻
OHHH yes i agree i also see that one as post-fall Lucifer and the demons <333
A lot of my fav paintings are just "beautiful man" aghsjdfs but I have a big attachment toward Patroclus by Jacques-Louis David and Narcissus by Caravaggio.
Ive mentioned this before but I'm really obsessed with the angel paintings and sketches of Giovanni Battista Tiepolo. I discovered him on accident, and 1. wow he has an ABSURD amount of angel art just lying around, 2. he paints angels really soft and affectionately and it gives me violent brain rot
Look at this one!!!! An angel saving this guy from falling! They should kiss
He's drawn the 3 angels meeting Abraham biblical scene like 50 billion times in various states of undress.
And I love how affectionate he makes them with each other! I always wondered if he sincerely believed that this is what angels were like. Him just.... lying awake at night and thinking about angels cuddling and sitting together on clouds.
Anyway, here are some other favs (including God surrounded by his angels in the second to last pic, and a "fallen angel" in the last one):
Sorry I turned this into me screaming about Giovanni Batista Tiepolo, but I think his soft and very gay angels made me characterize angels the way I did. It also made me think about how, previous to humanity, all angels would have done is be gay
Anyway I'm gonna stop before I turn this into "angel Michael paintings ranked"
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