#Detective Santino

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serial killer!santino x survivor/victim!john perhaps👀

Bringing back killer Santino again LET'S GOO

Thank you so much MORE YAPPINGS YAAAAY ^ ^

Now I really wanna start working on this series AAHHH but I can't just yet

I will write headcanons for this :3

Killer!Santino x survivor/victim!John

Oh, John has no idea how fucked up Santino can get, this little freak is just so unpredictable

Yes, John is bigger and stronger than him, but Killer!Santino is a little sneak, so physical build isn't even important in this au, (unless John catches him with his hands)

Now, surviver!John is the only one that survived from his friend group (idk does John even have friends at this point... ily John, I'm so sorry), because he still has skills

And because Santino just really likes him

Santino has these scenarios in his head about killing John slowly or just "playing" with him. Meaning, kinda leaving cuts, and carving in his initials to mark him

Hmm, actually Santino got too attached to John so he doesn't want to kill him, but just to tease him... with a knife

I think Killer!Santino is kinda a sadist and masochist

Even if John catches him and uses his hands to strangle him, Santino would... be turned on because... John's hands

He is still very fond of John's big hands

Okay, victim!John is if Killer!Santino holds him captive

Could've been because John actually allowed himself to get attached to him and trust him when this version of Santino is "I'm not letting you go" coded

(I just realized this is like that Yandere Simulator OOPS 💀 "Please notice me Senpai 🥺" - Santino, also Santino "😈🔪")

ANYWAYS, yeah... Santino has fantasies, and even if he manages to stab John, I don't think he would really want to kill him

Maybe he wanted to in the beginning, but sometimes he thinks too much with his little head instead of his big head (🌚) and you know with his feelings

And I don't think John takes Santino seriously, and that just triggers Santino even more, and he is just this emoji >:] Santino's emoji btw

You have to take Killer!Santino seriously c'mon

Oh, Killer!Santino's favorite weapon is a knife. He has a thing for knifes

Guns too but "it's less fun" - his words

But... yeah John actually finds this little freak hot and likes his confidence

Especially when he sees Santino covered in blood, I mean his shirt is literally splashed with blood (similar to the picture I put)

That's just so hot

They both smoke and share a smoke and just being mentally ill together 🖤💙

[aryastark-valarmorghulis]

Ok, but Marius and Santino teaming up and playing Vampires CSI detectives is truly hilarious.

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Starting Noirvember with this banger

Chicken Police - The Wild Gentlemen - (2020)

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Who Framed Theodore Noise (Who Framed Roger Rabbit Parody) Cast

"Toon star The Noise is worried that his wife Noisette is playing pattycake with someone else, so the studio hires detective Big Band to snoop on her. But the stakes are quickly raised when Thunder Mcqueen is found dead and The Noise is the prime suspect. Groundbreaking interaction between the live and animated characters, and lots of references to classic animation."

Big Band (Skullgirls) as Eddie Valiant

The Noise (Pizza Tower) as Roger Rabbit

Noisette (Pizza Tower) as Jessica Rabbit

Thunder Mcqueen (Jjba Part 6) as Marvin Acme

Ileum (Skullgirls) as Dolores

Dio Brando (Jjba Part 1) as Judge Doom (Human)

DIO (Jjba Part 3) as Judge Doom (Toon)

Avdol (Jjba Part 3) as R.K. Maroon

Irvin (Skullgirls) as Lt. Santino

Gaskette (Bendy) as Benny the Cab

Ice Juggler Cookie (Cookie Run) as Baby Herman

Ragatha (The Amazing Digital Circus) as Baby Herman's Mother

Morph Moth, Dark Mantis, Ride Boarski, Sting Chameleon (Megaman X), and Ripper Roo (Crash Bandicoot) as The Toon Patrol

Formaggio (Jjba Part 5) as Angelo

Lugnut (Transformers Animated) as Bongo the Gorilla

Sex Pistols (Jjba Part 5) as The Toon Bullets

Guido Mista (Jjba Part 5) as Himself/The Toon Bullets' Master

Centipede Cookie (Cookie Run) as Lena Hyena

Various Humanoid Characters as Various Cartoon Characters

Various Human Characters as Various Humans

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Bloodhound -- what you deserve

Warning: there be filth under the cut, sort of. Just...be aware.

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There were AF fishing a body out of the canal as Deluca reached the bridge, and he snickered for it...until his phone rang.

Santino’s number made his answer more panicked than intended, “Oriana sta bene?”

“Il tuo gremlin è al sicuro, detective,” came the assuring answer, followed by a yawn and understanding, “but she kept me up all night and I’m close to fainting...you on your way back?”

“After I grab a bite, yes,” Deluca couldn’t keep the giddy tone from his voice. Officers were struggling to keep his last water-logged bite in the mouth of what he could only guess was a giraffe construct—it held none of the grace of the real thing.

Santino yawned again, “about that, I was told to ask about the lady in the canal. You don’t usually hunt at night, or feed on women, but Alessandro swears it was yours."

“It was, and legal,” abandoning the sight, he sped toward a neighboring district to look for prospective meals.

“Yeah, we got that, just wanted to make sure,” another yawn and Santino made a sound close to a yelp, cursing under his breath before wishing Deluca a good hunt, “Buona caccia?”

Adesso sono i miei custodi? he questioned the call, twitching for the casual tone of it, the almost parental concern in Santino’s voice, like it matters if it’s legal anyway...your keepers punish him just the same.

The neighboring district proved more lively in the mornings than his own, and there were far too many options—should he ignore his usual of those seeking death.

With Leandro throbbing in his thoughts, and on his skin, shame demanded a specific meal. One found in quiet moans flowing too sweetly from a hidden construct. Its lights inactive, but the gold chassis gleamed in the sliver of sun the alley afforded it.

Blurring through other prey—and one or two predators on their own hunts—Deluca slipped between buildings and constructs to chase what begged his fangs.

Too perfect they were, thoughts alight with their want, their shame.

Shameful moment stolen, he mused. Memory rose without itching—as he missed it the night before—to force him to address his ring, would such a kill amuse you, my love, or would you find me crass?

He’d take them either way, too perfect their position, nostalgic if unkind to what burned.

Tapping a sigil they should have, with absent wonder for why they hadn’t—not everyone knew of it—he whispered the word to trap sound inside, “silenziato,” left his bag on the ground and slid unseen into their auto.

Quiet, careful, he watched the man bouncing off the lap of the other, enjoying too much the song of their lust. But hunger gnawed, and he knew it would stop them, so he commanded otherwise, “don’t stop.”

Fuller the moans, louder for how Deluca stole their will to subdue them, and he took more time than needed to approach. Certain the one facing him saw the shine in his eyes, the hunger of his smile—biting it ever so for the fear it raised.

Taking that one first, he coiled close enough to press their moans with his heat and danced slow, tender fingers along a bare shoulder. Caressing down a sweat-licked arm, he lifted the hand away from the faster bounce it held, to tease wrist with lips and teeth.

How he sang for his bite, flavoring the blood so sweet, so heady with ravenous lust. Almost all of him he took, almost, allowing him enough drops to watch him take his lover—and keep their ragged rhythm. Licking him from his lips, with deliberate speed, he set the hand back on the hip it ached for...and went for the other.

With a loose grip, to allow a continued bounce, Deluca rubbed hot and soft from shoulders to neck and tussled wet hair. An ear he teased next, leaning to lick and nibble, smiling for the hotter gasps earned—the flash of anger in the lover.

Skin begged fangs, so slick and wet and glistening between neck and shoulders.

But he wouldn’t answer it, not yet.

A jittering gaze—weak from all he’d taken from him—urged too cruel a grin as he rubbed firmer down shoulders and arms, gripping tight and forcing his prey into a harder bounce on the other.

As both men moaned louder in it, he answered the skin with sharp, angry fangs.

Deep he drew, and deeper still. Eager, faster, bobbing with the rhythm as he devoured all the want the man held for the one he rode, all the dread of discovery. And the sweet, sweet syrup of desire. In that blood he ached to hold the other close and tight forever.

Too similar the flavor, too near what he sought to drown and Deluca took the last breath he had quicker. While the other—following still his command not to stop—continued his rhythm with eyes wide and weeping for the corpse against his chest.

Smiling for his pain, his grief, and the terror swirling in his thoughts, Deluca leaned for his neck to take the last sip of life, whispering, “you deserve worse.”

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Los Angeles Times

Friday, September 29, 1989

Sleuthing - Runs in the Family!

By Marlene Santino

Valiant & Valiant are back! The Toon private investigation agency has returned to LA after famed detective Eddie Valiant retired in 1950. His grandchildren have continued his legacy by reopening the old agency, serving Toons from all over the state!

The new kids on the block are Bernie and Ernie Valiant, twins from a Japanese-American background. Fresh from graduating LAPD’s school for officers, the two rookies opened their agency in same office that the senior Valiant & Valiant used back in the 1930s and 40s.

Accompanying Bernie and Ernie is the son of Golden Age Toon actors Roger and Jessica Rabbit: Ransom “Randie” Rabbit! The Rabbits have been close friends of the Valiant family since 1947, when Eddie Valiant cleared Roger’s name of the murder of gag tycoon Marvin Acme. Young Randie seems to have broken tradition in his family by perusing a career in private investigation rather than showbiz. Good luck out there, Rabbit!

We here in LA wish Valiant & Valiant the best of luck in their endeavors. It’s big shoes to fill, so can the trio pull it off?

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MUSES

Muses with * next to their name have some dark bios that include dark themes such as abuse, murder, death, drugs etc so please be aware!

Alice Robinson* (SHE/HER) , 28, Heterossexual, Medium / Hotel Receiptionist – OLIVIA COOKE

Aaliyah Razek (SHE/HER), 26 – 30, Heterosexual, Forensic Anthropologist – MAY CALAMAWY

Renata Reyes (SHE/HER) , 28 – 30, Bisexual, Doctor – ADRIA ARJONA

Beatriz Giordano* (SHE/HER), 35 – 40, Bisexual, Mob Boss – MORENA BACCARIN

Laura Di Vittorio* (SHE/HER) , 27, Heterossexual, Mob Boss – VICTORIA PEDRETTI

Ashley Winters (SHE/HER), 23, Heterosexual, Bassist of ‘The Cardinals’ – SOPHIE THATCHER

Lisa Grant (SHE/HER), 23, Bisexual, Guitarist of ‘The Cardinals’ - RUBY CRUZ

Joanna Hendrix (SHE/HER), 23 – 24, Heterosexual, Lead Singer of ‘The Cardinals’ – SAMANTHA LOGAN

Brianna Cohen* (SHE/HER), 36 – 44, Bisexual, Assassin – JESSICA CHASTAIN

Veronica Castillo* (SHE/HER). 35 - ???, Heterosexual, Accountant & Vampire – MARTHA HIGAREDA

Aida Davtyan* (SHE/HER), 27 - ???, Demisexual Biromantic, Baker & Vampire – ANGELA SARAFYAN

Cleo Bautista* (SHE/HER), 29, Heterosexual, Bartender – SHAY MITCHELL

Darcy Morgan (SHE/HER), 29, Heterosexual, Tattoo Artist – WILLA FITZGERALD

Florence Cameron (SHE/HER), 28 – 32, Heterosexual, Singer – RILEY KEOUGH

Eris Laviscount (SHE/HER), 23 – 25, Heterosexual,

Layla Hassan (SHE/HER), 29, Heterosexual, Opera Singer – PINAR DENIZ

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Uriel (THEY/THEM), ???, Pansexual, Angel – EMMA DARCY

Carmen Jimenez (THEY/THEM), 24, Pansexual, Drummer of ‘The Cardinals’ – LIZETHE SELENE

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Abel Prince (HE/HIM), 29 – 32, Heterosexual, Detective – LAKEITH STANFIELD

Lorenzo Rossi* (HE/HIM), 39 - ???, Heterosexual, Banker & Vampire – BEN BARNES

Erik Karlsen* (HE/HIM), 32 - ???, Pansexual, Writer & Vampire – MICHIEL HUISMAN

Joaquin Castro (HE/HIM), 38 – 43, Heterosexual, DEA Agent – GABRIEL LUNA

Santiago Castro (HE/HIM), 30, Heterosexual, ??? – DANNY RAMIREZ

Dominic Price* (HE/HIM), 34, Heterosexual, Drug Kingpin – GARRETT HEDLUND

Naveen Bhaskar (HE/HIM), 36, Pansexual, Marine Biologist – RAHUL KOHLI

Santino ‘Sonny’ Caputo (HE/HIM), 30 – 32, Heterosexual – CASEY DEIDRICK

Salvatore Colombo (HE/HIM), 32 – 35, Heterosexual, Italian Mob Capo – DJ COTRONA

Raphael Colombo (HE/HIM), 48, Heterosexual, Italian Mob Underboss – KEANU REEVES

George O’Neill (HE/HIM), 32, Heterosexual, Irish Mob Enforcer / Pianist – OLIVER JACKSON COHEN

Michael Davis* (HE/HIM), 46, Heterosexual, Detective – MATTHEW MCCOUNAGHEY

Simon ‘Booker’ Davis* (HE/HIM), 46, Heterosexual, Drug Kingpin / Arms Dealer - MATTHEW MCCOUNAGHEY

Hunter Morrison (HE/HIM), 25, Heterosexual, Up and coming Actor – MASON GOODING

Daniel ‘Danny’ Liu (HE/HIM), 27 – 29, Bisexual, Tattoo Artist – DEREK LUH

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Chicken police paint it red

Chicken Police wants to set a mood, and it does that very well. Even there, some color is used to striking effect, such as bright green eyes or dark red blood. This is backed by the gritty, black-and-white presentation of a cinema noir film. All of the game’s characters are anthropomorphic animals of varying degrees, giving it an instantly striking look. Well, except they’re not entirely chickens they’re chicken heads on human bodies. Specifically, two chickens: Sonny Featherland and Marty MacChicken. This is a game about chickens who are police. It is also available on PlayStation 4, Nintendo Switch, and PC.If there’s a 2020 game award for Most Literal Title, Chicken Police – Paint it RED would certainly get a nomination. This review is based on an Xbox One review copy of Chicken Police – Paint It RED! provided by Evolve PR for coverage purposes. Still, these shouldn’t hold you back from delving into this intriguing world. Typos in the subtitles, some controls not immediately registering, and the possibility of the game freezing are minor annoyances. The gripping story, stunning visuals, varied gameplay, and excellent voice acting ensure that you’re glued to your screen for the entire adventure. Case ClosedĬhicken Police is a fresh, original experience that deserves your attention. This caused me to replay a fairly sizable segment due to the infrequent checkpoints. I also noticed some commands took a few seconds to register, and my game completely froze at one point, forcing me to quit and reload my game. This isn’t a big issue if you turn off the subtitles, but seeing as this is a visual novel, they feel essential to the experience. The words in the subtitles are often missing letters, and don’t match what the characters are saying. There are a couple of issues that somewhat hold Chicken Police back from true greatness though. The voice acting is also superb, and each character feels distinct and like a real person…I mean animal. I was constantly in awe of how beautiful the game looked. The gorgeous black-and-white visuals with rare splashes of vibrant color and photorealistic graphics also elevated this title above other entries in the genre. This is a visual novel with point-and-click elements mixed in and a few minigames sprinkled throughout, and that combination ensured that no one mechanic became tiresome. It’s long enough to pack in plenty of story elements and clues, but doesn’t overstay its welcome or drag things out. It soon becomes a much more twisted story after written threats escalate to something far more horrific, though… Buckle Up for a Wild RideĬhicken Police took me about six hours to complete, but the length feels perfect. After receiving an inquiry for help from the mysterious and beautiful Natasha Catzenko, he and his former partner Martin “Marty” MacChicken tackle her harassment case. He is one-half of the legendary “Chicken Police”, but he’s also an alcoholic who has ruined his reputation, and is one hundred and twenty one days away from retirement. You play as Santino “Sonny” Featherland, a rooster who is a detective for the Clawville Police Department. The Wild Gentlemen have crafted just that experience with Chicken Police, and it’s one of the most original gaming experiences of the year. What happens when anthropomorphic animals and a visual style reminiscent of classic film noir are added to the mix? I’m hooked, line and sinker, and need to play that game immediately. I’m an absolute sucker for a gripping detective story.

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Quick question before I do anything

Do I focus on one series at a time? Bc I have few series planned... I'll list them, why not. Who knows, maybe I'll get more ideas lol

The Other Side Of Paradise - a/b/o, working on the sequel

The Killer AU - killer!Santino and detective!John

Vampire AU - Vampire!Santino and Hunter!John

Kingdom AU - Prince!Santino and Assassin!Jonn

Married AU - just them being married and happy (hopefully happy)

Wicked Moments - for threesomes

[hallmark-movie-fanatics]

Hallmark Reveals April Movie Lineup (Exclusive/ETOnline)

HALLMARK CHANNEL'S "SPRING INTO LOVE" All premieres are at 8 p.m. ET/PT.

Just One Kiss

Starring: Krysta Rodriguez, Santino Fontana, Illeana Douglas, Aida Turturro Premieres: Saturday, April 2 Through a series of chance encounters, sparks fly between college literature professor Mia (Rodriguez) and Tony (Fontana), a headliner at a Manhattan supper club. Unbeknownst to them, Mia’s mother, Marlene (Douglas), and Tony’s mother, Sofia (Turturro), are working some maternal matchmaking magic.

A Royal Runaway Romance

Starring: Philippa Northeast, Brant Daugherty Premieres: Saturday, April 9 Princess Amelia of Bundbury (Northeast) travels across America to explore a budding romance with an artist, only to fall in love with her bodyguard, Grady (Daugherty).

Love, Classified

Starring: Melora Hardin, Arienne Mandi, Katherine McNamara, Max Lloyd-Jones Premieres: Saturday, April 16 Romance novelist Emilia (Hardin) is a whirlwind who blows back into the lives of her adult children, Taylor (McNamara) and Zach (Lloyd-Jones), under the pretense of a book signing arranged by her hometown’s local book shop. As Emilia tries to reconnect, Taylor and Zach explore new and past relationships through an app that boasts old-fashioned human connection by way of the classified ad. Zach is given a chance to heal old wounds while Taylor matches with a woman that changes the way she’s always thought about love.

A Tail of Love

Starring: Brittany Bristow, Chris McNally Premieres: Saturday, April 23 Bella (Bristow) learns her dog rescue’s future is in question when they lose funding from their main sponsor, a dog food company that’s being sold. The late owner’s son, JR (McNally), is a soldier who is home on leave to handle the sale. During a visit to the rescue, JR quickly bonds with Indie, a retired military dog they just took in, and begins spending more time there. When Bella learns the rescue’s property is also being sold, she turns to JR for help with finding the missing document proving her grandparents purchased the land many years before.

HALLMARK MOVIES & MYSTERIES' APRIL MOVIES All premieres are at 9 p.m. ET/PT.

Always Amore

Starring: Autumn Reeser, Tyler Hynes, Patty McCormack Executive producer: Giada De Laurentiis Premieres: Sunday, April 3 Elizabeth (Reeser), with the support of her mother-in-law, Nonna (McCormack), is doing everything she can to keep her late husband’s once-acclaimed -- but now struggling -- Italian restaurant afloat. With business going downhill, she is forced to work with a professional restaurant consultant, Ben (Hynes), to see if they can turn things around. At first, Elizabeth resists the changes Ben believes will save the restaurant, but as they get closer, Elizabeth realizes  that not all change is bad. She rediscovers her passion for baking and might even open her heart to new love.

Curious Caterer: Dying for Chocolate

Starring: Nikki DeLoach, Andrew Walker Premieres: Sunday, April 10 Goldy (DeLoach) is a spirited single mom who’s thrust into the role of town sleuth to help solve a friend’s mysterious death. With the clock ticking to find the culprit, Goldy strikes up an unlikely partnership with Detective Tom Schultz (Walker), who leans into Goldy’s local knowledge. As their relationship shows signs of becoming something more, the suspect list rises. Will Goldy narrow in on the killer before the killer narrows in on her?

Clink on the link for the full article.

[the-darklings]

i raise you needy!v

well raised and highkey!canon

timeline: post-Prague, pre-Naples by a few months

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The call comes just past midnight.

Most of the time—correction, all of the time—he would ignore such a call. If someone is stupid enough to try and reach him at this hour, that's their business and mistake to make. Why should he care for stupidity of others?

Especially when he has urgent reports to read and prepare for a meeting tomorrow. He is to attend this meeting on his father's behalf due to his...slipping health. 

There is a change in the air, Santino can detect it and taste it. He knows Gianna is the same. She's pulling her own strings and making her own preparations. 

Camorra is on a brink of a revolution once again and he and his sister are at the helm of it.

However, only one name could ever distract him from his family—only one and he lowers his wine glass for upon spotting it. 

(Name)

Dropping his pen on the documents carelessly, Santino picks up the phone at the second ring. 

"Cara mia," he greets with a slight twitch of his lips and leans back in his leather seat. "So lovely to hear from you."

He tries to imagine you—wherever the Russian might have sent you away—and wonders what horizon you are observing. Outside, the bay of Naples glows in the pale moonlight through the partially opened balcony doors. 

Silence greets him. 

"Bella?"

A rattling, shallow breath echoes in his ear and his slight smile crumbles as he sits up, pressing the phone closer. 

"Where are you?" he demands softly. "Are you injured?"

"I'm...fine."

You don't sound fine. 

You're not fine. 

But you were. You've been doing well. No relapses, slow but steady progress since Chicago. Fewer nightmares, more genuine smiles. He barely checks in with Winston anymore, and the last time he did has been as awkward and as stilted as all the times before it but necessary.  

She's doing well. There was the Casablanca incident but it was harmless. She's stronger now. I think she's finally starting to let it go. 

You are. 

Casablanca has been a small setback—more worry that it was worth because you were fine. When he tracked you down, you had clung to him, arms around his shoulder and soft pants against his neck.

He had chewed out the manager who sat through it all with gritted teeth and pinched expression—apparently your newest friend, and he couldn't help but wonder how you always win loyalty so damn easily in a world where none is given.

Still, he's Camorra heir and she was a newly appointed manager who did not need an enemy. A smart woman if not a highly unpleasant one. 

You had needed him though. 

Didn't allow anyone else to touch you or help you, and through the uncomfortable roll of something he didn't dare to acknowledge as worry in his chest, shone something close to...happiness.

He's been hated, cursed, scorned. 

Never needed—not genuinely. Not without deals or favours or expectations. Not with a sleepy smile and crinkling of eyes as he helped you to bed. 

A vast difference to what he witnessed in Chicago. 

An emptiness still but softer this time. More bearable. 

Now though—

"Water?" he guesses, tense. "Is it getting bad again, cara?"

"Yes."

Santino is not quite sure which question you're responding to but it doesn't matter. 

"Where are you?" he urges, trying to keep his tone calm. Patience, as you always remind him with a judicious grin, is not his strong point. "Tell me where you and I'll send Ares with the jet, amore. She can pick you up and you can stay with me for a few days, hm? Or New York, whichever you prefer."

Somewhere safe. Somewhere where this won't be used against you. 

He feels like punching something. He should call the old man now, warn him. Winston has...something with you that Santino doesn't quite understand. It's an odd bond but you trust the man and Winston has proven that he...cares. 

"No. Can you..." you breathe and he steps from behind the desk, marching towards the balcony. He needs fresh air—your voice— "Could you...just...stay on the phone with me, Santi?"

Santi.

He hates the fact that even now you calling him that makes lightness bloom in his chest. 

Fuck, fuck. 

He has a mountain of work to get through but your voice—

Tiny and scratchy with pain. He doesn't hear tears and feels selfishly grateful for it because he can't imagine not tearing the world apart to find you if he did. See with his own eyes that you will be fine. It's only been three weeks since he's last seen you but it feels like an eternity now. 

"Of course, amore," he reassures and steps into the warm Italian night air, running his hand through his hair. He swallows, listening to your unsteady, slow breaths through the line. "Are you counting?"

A pause. "Yes."

"Ah, that's my girl," it slips out before he can control it, and he rushes ahead before you can comment, "Keep doing that, bella. Would you like me to talk?"

Another breath, steadier this time. "Please."

He's imagined plenty of scenarios in which you may use that word with him but none of them involving this damned pain. 

He fucking hates it.

"My birthday is in a few months," he says conversationally, forcing the loftiness into his words, but his fingers keep flexing against the railing. He stares out towards the sea and wonders where in this wide, wicked world you are. How long it may take to reach you. After Tokyo, every time something goes wrong, he's always intimately aware of the particular disadvantage that is you still being on Tarasov's chain. "I am planning a party. Would you care to come? As my honour guest, of course. Perhaps my plus one as well, yes?"

He wants it. 

That dream of you beside him. 

One day soon you will be free of Tarasov and after that—

Oh, after that. He has every intention of offering you a place in his family, beside him.  

His father's reign is coming to an end and one day he will sit at the very top. 

The Camorra crown will sit on his head and he will spill all the blood needed to get it. 

And when he's Head you will be free. 

Even if it means shredding Viggo Tarasov and his family to pieces. Slowly. For all he's done. 

Blood for blood. 

"I would like that."

He leans over the railing, his fingers rubbing against his temple. 

"Good, amore. How are you? Do you need anything?"

Because he never knows what to expect or what he can do to help with this. 

It's uncomfortable and pitiful to admit his lack of know-how when it comes to these matters. He doesn't understand your demons, not really. He tries but fails most of the time.

Caring is exhausting. But it's you. 

A muffled rustling, and then he hears your voice clearer like you're speaking right into the receiver, "Would you stay with me?" you half-ask and half-plead and it's like a kick to the chest. One of your blade between his ribs. Sinking deeper, deeper, deeper— "On the phone till I fall asleep. Please, Santi."

Fuck.

You are so very, very dangerous. 

Special. Dear.

"You don't need to ask, (Name)."

He's only returning the favour, he reasons, for back when you stayed with him on the phone as he rang you drunk and in need of company. He's never had someone before he could trust with grief. 

He's only returning the favour, he forces himself to repeat.

Over and over.

Like that might change the fact that you could ask him anything with that subdued need in your voice and he would give you everything. 

[detectiev]

(   *   &.   –   SHARP  OBJECTS  SENTENCE  STARTERS .

‘  it’s hotter than a whore in church today.  ’ / santino d'antonio if u want ! 🌹 @bruisedstare​

“  yeah. ” he agreed before taking a long drag of his cigarette. 

the other man’s skin glistened under the bar’s lights, just like everyone else’s. it was a particularly warm evening. folks were saying this could be the warmest summer yet. and because cohle felt his shirt glue to his back and a moistness building underneath his armpits despite the best efforts of a janky looking fan, he was inclined to agree. rust wasn’t from around those parts, he wasn’t used to the humidity. and neither was the guy lingering by the counter next to him.

he had money, that much was clear ( all it took was getting a whiff of the guy’s cologne for rust to tell ) . but the group of men standing close by, watching, and waiting, led the detective to believe that perhaps that man wasn’t just an unfortunate tourist. he took a long drag from his cigarette and exhaled smoke. the damp bar was made only more miserable by the grey tobacco reeking cloud hoovering over everyone’s heads. 𝙰 𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚁𝙼, rust thought. 

“  everything’s drying out around these parts.  ” cohle pointed out before killing that night’s sixth cigarette in an ugly little ashtray. “  makes vermin of all sorts come a’running, lookin’ for something to drink.  ” he turned to face the man then with a pointed look. he might have looked more tired than anything else but one thing rustin cohle didn’t radiate was friendliness.