The Dreadful Need in the Devotee
A Drabble set in the Monsters in the Dark universe.
Have a Drabble while I edit the next main part of the story. :D
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You had never felt more warm and safe, tucked into Billy’s side, and under his arm as you laid on your stomach on a chilly autumn afternoon, face buried in his pillows.
You were quiet and Billy watched you. “What’re you thinking about, baby?” He asked, tucking you closer.
You felt drowsy, but answered anyway; “Want you all to myself.” You mumbled sleepily, moving to bury your face in his neck. He smelled so good.
The wind blew around outside the penthouse windows, and the sounds of New York City were heard below.
It was a gray cloudy day, but no rain.
Billy chuckled darkly. “What’re you gonna do with me when you have me all to yourself, baby?” He asked, playing with your hair.
He didn’t expect your answer.
“Love you forever.” You said softly, feeling warm despite the chill.
He didn’t say it, but he wanted you all to himself too, the only woman who’d captured his attention for any length of time.
What had started as a desire fueled by your need for him, had become this burning in his chest for you that went beyond sexual desire.
He didn’t want to put a name to it yet.
“Sweet girl.” Billy lips brushed your forehead.
It’s nearly been two years that I’ve been working on this. It’s the one piece that I wrote that I actually like, and to find that some people have come back and read it again is stunning. Thank you for everyone who has supported me. Maybe someday I will come back to writing. I want to, but I’m really burnt out. I’ve been writing constantly with an update a day since 2021. So right now, I’m just relaxing.
Monsters in the Dark Masterlist.
It’s a strange juxtaposition between the cold blooded killer, and the sweet girl who sought refuge in him.
And all of my devotion turns violent - boyish by Japanese Breakfast
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And I’d be the immediate forgiveness in Eurydice - talk by Hozier
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Evil is a point of view...God kills, and so shall we; indiscriminately...for no creatures under God are as we are, none so like Him as ourselves. - Lestat, Interview with the Vampire
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I struggled with some demons, they were middle class and tame. I didn’t know I had permission to murder and to maim. - Leonard Cohen, You Want It Darker
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Killing must feel good to God too, He does it all the time. And are we not created in His image? -Hannibal.
Billy comes home to you after killing a man.
Billy wins you a stuffy.
Waiting
Fear of the Dark
Promise
Lavender
Restart
How I’m Imagining You
Billy has a nightmare.
Sunshine
Billy has a night out.
Whiskey and the Devil
Tutus
Shared
Soft
Bloody
Someone threatens you. Billy sets them straight.
You crave Billy’s love.
A beating heart of stone.
You look at Billy like he’s God.
Billy contemplates his effect on your soul.
The Dreadful Need in the Devotee
You wait for Billy to come home.
Birthday
Stronger Without
Into the Darkness
Billy realizes the truth of his feelings.
You see a painting of Christ crucified. It sparks a discussion with Billy.
You ask Billy about his first kill.
Billy craves your love.
Someone gets into the penthouse.
Play
Billy and Frank spar.
Remember Me
Curtis warns Billy.
Bullseye
You defend Billy.
You discuss anecdotes with Billy.
Blue Moon
Billy has another nightmare.
Mulled Wine & Ham.
Billy’s mother dies.
Billy cleans his Ka-bar. You discuss.
You and Billy are caught in the rain.
Billy ends of biker harassing you.
Providence.
Billy comes home from a trip.
Extras;
Playlist.
Moodboard.
i love your blog!! been following for just a bit but it’s crazy bc we have the same interests. i mean, billy russo, stevie nicks, and marilyn? they’re unrelated 😂 but i love em. love your taste hon.
Thank you! 😘 My interests are all over the place, lol. But I always get excited when I find someone who shares them, or at least some of them. 💜
Providence.
A Monsters in the Dark drabble.
((blood, canon typical violence, anti religious sentiment, religious imagery, mentions of Billy’s assault by Arthur, abandonment issues, idolatry, fem!reader))
A little dark, I guess. But I was feeling dark.
Monsters in the Dark Masterlist.
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If you are the dealer, I’m out of the game.
If you are the healer it means I’m broken and lame.
If thine is the glory, then mine must be the shame.
—Leonard Cohen, You Want It Darker.
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Billy had learned long ago God didn’t exist, and if He did, then He didn’t care what happened to him, or about his suffering.
Billy had survived because of himself, not because of providence or some shit. He’d defended himself against Arthur, an eleven year old boy fighting against a predator. No one went after Arthur, either. “Just a misunderstandin’,” he'd said. A misunderstanding that left Billy’s shoulder ruined.
He’d built Anvil from the ground up himself. With blood, sweat, and tears, even though he’d been orphaned, with virtually nothing.
He moved through the underground facility, hearing his men shouting, and gunshots ringing out. He looked around the corner, shooting a man that was coming at him with a knife, but he didn’t die easily.
Billy unsheathed his hidden blade, running the man through, feeling his blade cut through flesh and bone, and sinew.
Billy had seen a lot of death, and realized everyone was equal in death, everyone eventually faced it, and no one was above it.
Death was the only god, and He did not discriminate.
But when Billy looked at you he saw salvation. He brought your fingers up to kiss each one, his hands were stained with blood, but you looked past the bloody carnage of his own making.
You saw God, as you moved closer to him, eyes soft and looking at him like he imagined Penelope did when she saw Odysseus, devoted and in love.
Yours was the only salvation he desired.
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DAMN! thirty four?!?! thats crazyyy sometimes i forget that older people too write fanfics
Hahaha, yeah. And I’ve been writing since I was fourteen. More people than you realize, are older that write fanfic. Fandom started back in the ‘60s and and ‘70s. There are people older than me in fandom. ;)
—Kat 💜
oh. I was wondering where your works went & I spent ages looking for them 😬 love that you’re back on here !!! and I’m totally loving all of you writings ❤️ so glad I found you again :)
So sorry about that. 💜 But I’m glad you found me again, and are enjoying my stuff! 😄 I’m slowly reposting some of my old stuff as I find it in my mess of a Google doc folder. :p
~Kat 💜
“When the band went to London, Nicks scoured the flea markets in Chelsea and on Portobello Road for Victorian lace — “the real deal,” she says. At five foot one, Nicks likes anything with volume that gives her more stage presence, like the endless shawls and scarves she spreads wide into wings. (Among the boxes packed for her spring tour, there’s a giant bin marked Stevie’s saris.) And, along with the platforms, that iconic top hat added height. “I found a top hat at a thrift store in Buffalo, New York, on our first tour, and I loved it,” she says. “Now I have several. It really became part of my look.”
Harpers Bazaar, 2011
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