#green bay hotels

[aloftgreenbay]

Modern Comfort and Convenience at Aloft Hotel Green Bay

Discover Aloft Hotel Green Bay, WI, conveniently located near Green Bay Airport. Our hotel offers a modern, bold design with vibrant social spaces perfect for both business and leisure travelers. Enjoy loft-inspired guest rooms, the lively ReMix Lounge, and the Tactic meeting space for great ideas. Relax with a specialty cocktail at the W XYZ Bar and stay connected with free WiFi throughout the hotel. Ideal for family fun and corporate activities, Aloft Hotel Green Bay provides a dynamic and comfortable stay for all guests. As one of the top hotels near Lambeau Field, our location also makes us a prime choice for football fans. Whether you're in town for a game or exploring the area, Aloft is among the best hotels in Green Bay.

[hai-yaaah]

Leifer, N., & Wiener, L. (n.d.). The Big Game [Photographs]. Morrison Hotel Gallery. Retrieved [2024]

[pennanbrae]

Wall of green looking up.

[hotelbooking]

Best Western Green Bay Inn Conference Center Welcome to Best Western Green Bay Inn Conference Center, a charming 3-star hotel located in the heart of Green Bay, Wisconsin. With its convenient location and excellent amenities, this hotel is the perfect choice for both leisure and business travelers. Step into the inviting lobby and experience the warm and friendly atmosphere that awaits you. Best Western Green Bay Inn Conference Center offers a total of 145 well-appointed rooms, ensuring a comfortable and enjoyable stay for all guests. Each room is tastefully decorated and equipped with modern amenities to meet your needs, making it a home away from home. Check-in time at Best Western Green Bay Inn Conference Center offers a wide range of entertainment facilities designed to help guests unwind and indulge in ultimate relaxation. Whether you're looking to socialize or pamper yourself, this hotel has it all. Start your evening by visiting the vibrant bar, where you can enjoy a refreshing...

[rabbitcruiser]

Food in Morro Bay, CA

A burrito in Mexico is, historically, a regional name, among others, for what is known as a taco, a tortilla filled with food, in other parts of the country. In modern times, it is considered by many as a different dish in Mexican and Tex-Mex cuisine that took form in Ciudad Juárez, consisting of a flour tortilla wrapped into a sealed cylindrical shape around various ingredients. The tortilla is sometimes lightly grilled or steamed to soften it, make it more pliable, and allow it to adhere to itself. Burritos are often eaten by hand, as their tight wrapping keeps the ingredients together. Burritos can also be served "wet", i.e., covered in a savory and spicy sauce, when they would be eaten with a fork and knife.

Burritos are filled with savory ingredients, most often a meat such as beef, chicken, or pork, and often include other ingredients, such as rice, cooked beans (either whole or refried), vegetables, such as lettuce and tomatoes, cheese, and condiments such as salsa, pico de gallo, guacamole, or crema.

Burritos are often contrasted in present times with similar dishes such as tacos, in which a small hand-sized tortilla is folded in half around the ingredients rather than wrapped and sealed, or with enchiladas, which use corn masa tortillas and are covered in a savory sauce to be eaten with a fork and knife.

The word burrito means "little donkey" in Spanish, the diminutive form of burro, or "donkey". The name burrito, as applied to the dish, possibly derives from the tendency for burritos to contain a lot of different things similar to how a donkey would be able to carry a large burden.

Source: Wikipedia

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I AM SO TIRED OF PEOPLE ASSOCIATING ALASTOR WITH ONLY JAMBALAYA SO HERE ARE OTHER CREOLE DISHES YOU HEATHENS

Fanfiction and Comic creators, this is for you especially.

Crawfish Étouffée

This beautiful dish was invented in Breaux Bridge Louisiana, where our favourite radio star is from! Although it's invention is attributed the Herbet Hotel in the 1950s -after Alastors death- it is a classic.

Crawfish Étouffée has a sauce typically made from a blonde roux with that classic cajun seasoning. It contains the Holy Trinity of cajun cooking too: bell peppers, onions and celery. The main meat of this dish is crawfish tails and it is usually served with carbs like cornbread, cajun rice or vegetables such as green beans and potato salad.

It is chock full of flavour, and a filling inexpensive dish for low income families - which I believe Alastor is from.

Some alternatives to the crawfish are chicken and shrimp.

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The difference between Étouffée and Gumbo.

These two often get mixed up, and I understand, they're both classic Bayou dishes. Here's how to differentiate them.

Texture: Both dishes use shrimp, chicken, or crawfish tail broth. BUT Jumbo has a thicker consistency, it's made from a dark roux and it tends to use more liquid to remain stew-like.

Flavour: Gumbo and Étouffée both use Cajun seasoning, but due to Étouffées blonde roux, it has a lighter, sweeter taste than the darker, fullness of flavour in Gumbo.

Meat: Gumbo uses a variety of meats at the same time (often shrimp and sausage are key components), as mentioned in the alternatives above, Étouffée typically does not.

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2. Red Beans and Rice

We're on a roll guys! This is another dish from Louisiana! Although, it is specifically associated with New Orleans, where Alastor hosted his radio show. It has a fascinating history, partly due to it's African and French/Spanish routes - But it was also a struggle meal during the Great Depression. It was originally a Creole, not Cajun dish.

(Note: Red Beans and Kidney Beans are different legumes)

This dish also contains the Holy Trinity, as well as bay leaves, oregano, cayenne pepper, garlic powder and more. Its protein comes from Andouille sausages, but like Gumbo, a variety of meats are used. If you want Alastor to be traditional about it, he should make it on a Monday incorporating the left over ham bones from Sunday dinner. It is also complimented with long grain white rice and green beans, amongst many other things.

Considering Alastor witnessed the Stock Market Crash of 1929 -which led to the Great Depression - There is no way he hasn't come across this dish before.

3. Creole Bread Pudding

The queen of Creole Dessert has arrived. Can you guess where she's from? DING-DING-DING! That's right! New Orleans Louisiana baby! Recipes of this treat have been recorded since 1885, so it suffices to say she's a classic.

Like most bread puddings, it is made by combining stale bread (preferably French), beaten eggs and milk. However, this variation often has an incredible amount of vanilla extract. What it will be complimented with varies from person to person. Some examples are: Whipped meringue and whisky, raisins and apple, or walnuts and butter.

Although not as popular in the modern day, I like to imagine this is something Mimzy, Rosie and Alastor might share together on a day out.

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There you go! I hope you enjoyed this - but more importantly I hope this helps people create a more diverse version of those cosy Alastor cooking scenes that I love.

[buffetlicious]

Bring home or gift away mooncakes in this pink tower container from Li Bai Cantonese Restaurant (李白) in Sheraton Towers (喜来登酒店). Take your pick from Baked White Lotus Seed Paste with Double Egg Yolk (双黄白莲蓉), Baked White Lotus Seed Collagen Paste with Single Egg Yolk (单黄膠原蛋白白莲蓉), White Lotus Seed Paste with Oolong King Tea and Sunflower Seed (顶级乌龙茶葵花子白莲蓉), Baked White Lotus Seed Paste with Macademia Nut (夏威夷果仁白莲蓉) or Baked Mixed Nuts (伍仁月饼).

Or break away from the tradition baked mooncakes with these lovely Assorted Mini Snowskin Mooncakes (迷你月饼). With flavours like Champagne (香槟), Pandan Coconut Gula Melaka (班兰椰子椰糖), Lychee Martini (荔枝马天尼) and Sea Salt Truffle Dark Chocolate (黑菘露海盐), how can you resist opening your wallet/purse for them?

This limited-edition Jade 15 Treasures Premium Gift Set (玉楼黄金十五月) from Fullerton Hotel (富丽敦酒店) cost S$163.50 even after discount!!! Encased within is a giant baked mooncake, filled with white lotus seed paste and eight golden yolks to symbolise the full moon on the 15th day of the eighth lunar month. Fourteen mini baked mooncakes surround this centrepiece, each in a different flavour. Their crusts depict alternating images of a celestial hare, citron fruit, and firefly - signifying bliss, light and well wishes. In case you are interested to know what flavours it comes with, they are Red Lotus Seed Paste (红莲蓉), Orange (橙子), Jasmine (茉莉花), Coffee (咖啡), Rose (玫瑰), Mixed Nuts and Pineapple (混合坚果和菠萝), Black Dates (黑枣), Almond (杏仁), Pandan (班兰), Black Sesame (黑芝麻), Cranberry (蔓越莓), Red Bean (红豆), Osmanthus (桂花) and Green Tea (绿茶).

The Fullerton Classics Baked Mooncakes (富丽敦经典月饼) feature single and double yolks baked mooncakes with reduced sugar, alongside two new creations this year - the Premium Mixed Nuts Baked Mooncake (经典五仁月饼) and the Assam Tea with Lemon, Mung Bean and Raisin Baked Mooncake (阿萨姆茶柠檬丝绿豆馅葡萄干月饼). These mooncakes will be housed in a beautiful deep-red drawer box, emblazoned with a glistening gold imprint of the Fullerton Building’s Neoclassical façade, exuding timeless elegance and refined luxury.

Selected images courtesy of Sheraton Towers and Fullerton Hotel.

[buckybabesonly]

Come Home

Summary: Bucky interrupts your date on Valentine’s Day, asking you to take him back.

Pairing: Bucky x Female!reader, slight Oliver Queen (Green Arrow - hello DC!) x Female!reader

Genre: Slight angst, slight fluff

Warnings: None

Word count: 1.8k

A/N: Thought I’d write a little Valentine’s Day one shot in the spirit of 💕 feat. Oliver Queen (I had a slight obsession with him and the actor who played him in Smallville, Justin Hartley back in the day - enjoy this little gif below)

You raised the cocktail glass in your hand, the smile on your face not quite reaching your eyes as you knocked your glass against Oliver’s with a clink. You had no idea what you had ordered, but it was a mysterious shade of pink and gave you the buzz you needed to convince yourself this was a good idea.

This was only your fifth date with the man, but you had agreed to spend the universal day of love with him when he had asked. Just a dinner and drinks - nothing could go wrong, and maybe you’d finally start to replace the bitter taste in your mouth left by your previous relationship.

“Cheers,” he hummed, his eyes surveying you. Oliver Queen was handsome, intelligent, insanely rich, and you’d been set up by Tony a few months ago. However, you were starting to suspect that he wasn’t just a billionaire playboy as he portrayed himself, much like Tony, which was both a good thing and a bad thing. You’d had enough of dating superheroes for the time being.

Your reply was stopped in its tracks when a waiter settled another drink down next to you, your eyebrows quirking in confusion.

“Oh, sorry - I didn’t order this,” you said quickly.

“This is from the gentleman at the bar,” the waiter replied, gesturing over to the other side of the restaurant.

Your eyes wandered in the direction he was pointing. The first thing you noticed were the leather-gloved fingers waving at you, then his cocky smirk.

“Shit.”

“That’s a bold move,” Oliver commented, amusement lacing through his voice. “Wait a minute - is that Bucky Barnes?”

Bucky raised his glass of whisky to his lips, downing the amber liquid all at once. You faintly registered how good he looked, his dark hair slightly tousled and his sharp jawline covered in a light stubble.

“Yes,” you said through gritted teeth, turning back to Oliver and trying to keep your scowl at bay.

“You know him?”

“Yeah, I know him.” That asshole.

“Maybe you can introduce us. He’s coming over,” Oliver said coolly, leaning back in his seat, unfazed as he watched the approaching super soldier.

You could see him in your peripheral. His swagger, his leather jacket and dark jeans, totally out of place in this hotel restaurant with its crystal chandeliers and piano music.

You panicked internally, wondering what the hell you were going to say and, more importantly, what the hell he was doing here.

“Hey.” Bucky’s voice rumbled over your head. You pasted on your phoniest smile and looked at him, head tilting back. “Fancy seeing you here.”

“Yes. What a coincidence,” you said dryly.

Oliver stood up, extending a hand which Bucky grabbed. Hard. The wince in Oliver’s face was well disguised as they shook hands.

“Oliver Queen.”

“Bucky Barnes.”

Bucky plucked the stick of cherries out from your drink as you gaped at him in shock. He slid it between his teeth, rolling the fruit around on his tongue before chewing obnoxiously. You took a deep breath, watching Oliver’s completely neutral expression.

“Just thought I’d come over and say hi.” Bucky rested a hand on your bare shoulder, his touch ever gentle, squeezing softly. His thumb stroked your skin, making you shiver. Every movement was purposeful, deliberate.

“Well, hi,” you said pointedly, your lips pressing together firmly. “We’re kind of on a date here, so…”

“Right, right,” Bucky said, though he made no motion to leave. “So, Oliver.” The way he spoke his name was almost mocking, the syllables rolling slowly off his tongue. “What are you doing with my girl?”

At that, you pushed your chair back with a screech, ignoring the looks that came your way as you gave Oliver an apologetic smile.

“I’m so sorry. Give me five minutes.” You clasped Bucky’s wrist and marched away - he could have easily resisted, but he followed anyway like a scolded puppy, letting you lead the way outside of the restaurant.

Once you’d entered the hotel lobby and away from the hubbub and diners, you whirled to face him, your eyes wide in disbelief.

“What the hell are you playing at?”

Bucky’s cocky smile had disappeared, a look of disapproval combined with longing on his face.

“You can’t be serious, going on a date with him?”

“Quite frankly, whoever I date is none of your business.” You tried to keep your voice down to avoid attracting more attention, though it was hard when Bucky was testing the boundaries of your patience.

“It is my business.”

“I’m not your girl,” you said, his words echoing in your ear. Once upon a time, you would have melted at hearing Bucky make a proclamation like that, but things had changed.

Bucky shook his head, swallowing hard. “Please don’t do this.”

“Do what, Bucky?” The exasperation was clear in your voice. “We’ve been broken up for six months.”

“I miss you,” he whispered, the vulnerability suddenly clear on his face. It stopped you in your tirade. He'd always had the ability to make your anger dissipate with just a single look.

You faltered, his blue eyes gazing at you pleadingly.

“Bucky. You know why we broke up. It’s unfair of you to just turn up whilst I’m on a date and expect me to - what? Get back together with you?”

The way he looked at you now told you that was exactly what he wanted.

To some extent, that was what you wanted, too. God, you missed him. You loved him, even if you weren’t together - that would never change. But you had to be mature and remember the real issues that caused you to break up in the first place.

“This won’t work, Bucky,” you said softly. “The reason we separated is because the things we want in life just aren’t compatible. I got tired of always waiting for you to come back from missions, of you going away for months at a time, of seeing you get hurt and in danger.”

Bucky looked at you with guilt in his eyes. He could remember clearly all the arguments you’d had about how you felt he was always putting his work first. He had never wanted you to feel like a second priority, but that’s how he made you feel.

“I felt like we weren’t going anywhere. We’d been together for three years, but I couldn’t see any growth,” you said somberly. “I want marriage and a family. If that’s not what you want, then fair enough, but you can’t stop me from trying to find someone who does.”

Bucky's eyes narrowed, taking a step towards you. “You’ve got it all wrong,” he insisted, his voice rough. “I’ve told you. I want that, too.”

“Do you?” you challenged. “I don’t see that you do. You always put the team first.”

The vulnerability was clear on Bucky’s face as he exhaled shakily, his eyes darting in uncertainty now. You recognized another emotion: fear.

“I miss you,” he said finally, looking like he wanted to cry. “After you left, I thought that it was just one of those things, and we would be able to fix things. But then more and more time passed, and now it’s been half a year. I'm scared."

Your breath hitched as you saw actual tears start to well in Bucky’s eyes. You rarely saw him cry.

“I just want you to come home,” he said hoarsely. “Please?”

You felt yourself waver. You had always considered Bucky to be the love of your life - when you had broken up, you’d told yourself that he would simply just have to be the one that got away. You told yourself that sometimes, love didn’t trump all. You wanted different things in life.

Even if it felt like cutting out a piece of your heart, you had told yourself that breaking up was for the best.

“Don’t ask me that,” you whimpered, feeling your heart clench with guilt.

“I want you back. Please give me another chance,” he said earnestly.

“Our problems haven’t gone away,” you reminded him. Bucky took a step closer, his hand raising to cup the back of your head softly. You didn’t pull back, giving him a bout of hope.

“I will do anything for you. If I have to leave the team, I’ll do it. I’ll give you the life you want.”

You felt selfish, greedy after hearing his words.

“No,” you said, even as his head tilted closer so that his nose brushed against yours. “I don’t want you to give up something that means a lot to you just for me. You shouldn’t have to do that.”

“I thought it meant a lot to me,” Bucky clarified. “I thought it gave me purpose. But when you left, I realized that my purpose was you. To make you happy.”

“Bucky…”

“I don’t care if I have to give up doing all that super soldier shit,” he said. “I don’t care. I want you. Nothing else matters if you’re not with me.”

Your eyes traced his face, every fine line, every crease in his forehead, inhaled his scent. You felt the tether between you tighten, and you let it pull you in.

You placed both palms against his chest, leaning in to kiss him. He gasped into your mouth like a drowning man looking for air, his tongue rolling between your lips as his fingers tightened in your hair.

It had been so long, yet neither of you had forgotten the sensation. It was as natural as breathing.

“I’ve missed you too,” you confessed as Bucky held you, both of you slightly breathless when you pulled away.

“Does this mean -”

“We can try,” you interrupted. “But we have a lot to talk about.”

Bucky nodded, his hand sliding down to intertwine with yours.

“Fuck,” you cursed, remembering the man waiting for you inside the restaurant. “Oliver.”

“He’ll get over it,” Bucky said, a scowl settling on his lips. “You’re not going back in there.”

“Don’t be rude, Buck.”

“Stay here,” he ordered, placing both hands on your shoulders for emphasis before he swiveled round and walked back into the restaurant.

He approached Oliver where he was still sitting with an expectant look on his face.

“Your date’s coming home with me. Sorry.”

Oliver raised an eyebrow, heaving a defeated sigh and reaching over for your unfinished drinks.

“Fine. Tell her I had a good time.”

Bucky grunted, making a beeline for the cloakroom where you were already collecting your jacket and purse. He wrapped the jacket around you, finally appraising the slinky red dress you had on, swinging your purse onto his shoulder.

"C'mon, darling," he said, his fingers threading through yours, where they'd always belonged, "let's go home."

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Solarpunk Singapore

We talk about solarpunk like it's a dream, but Singapore is already living the dream. As of 2018 all new large buildings have to meet a standard of sustainability, with the goal to "green" 80% of the capital city by 2030.

Oasia Hotel

Gardens by the Bay

ParkRoyal Hotel

CapitaGreen Office Tower

Kampung Admiralty Senior Housing and Services, named World Building of the Year in 2018

Solarpunk isn't just a dream anymore.

ETA Here's a video about Kampung Admiralty.

[inuhalfdemon]

No One Can Know... (21/21)

Word Count: 7,448 Words

Rating: Explicit (SMUT + Violence + Language)

Chapter 21

"The only heaven that I'll be sent to,

Is when I'm alone with you.

I was born sick, but I love it.

Command me to be well.

Amen."

- Hozier

“Ok, Al…You made your fucking point, don’t make me wait around here all fucking day!”

Lucifer was pacing the floor; holed-up in his workroom. The extermination was only moments away from beginning…and Alastor still hadn’t summoned him.

Fuming, Lucifer whirled around – starting another lap; his eyes focused on the clock. He watched the seconds tick by…each twitch of the dial only adding fuel to his building anger.

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“Let the slaughter begin…”

Alastor laughed wickedly; power thrumming from his staff as he threw out his arms. Shadows and green magic formed a powerful barrier around the hotel; crawling upward and forming the shield that would keep the majority of the angels that were descending on them at bay while the few that managed to slip through were dealt with below.

Tentacles wielded angelic weapons; dispatching any angel that came within reach of their swing with ease.

Alastor only had a limited amount of power he planned to invest in the protective seal; once Adam successfully disrupted the flow of power, the shield would collapse. Adam would find Alastor standing on the roof of the hotel – drawing him in…

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The extermination must have started by now…

Lucifer helplessly glanced out the window; but he was only afforded a very poor vantage point.

All of the Voxtech that had been swarming the hotel would be delivering live-feeds all throughout Hell, but, the benefits to utilizing that type of technology may not outweigh the risks…

“FUCKING HELL, AL!” Lucifer yelled; absolutely infuriated.

I’ll kill him, I’ll fucking kill him.  

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“Adam…I’m about to end your fucking life!”

Alastor had a pretty good idea of what Adam’s attacks might look like, but he was careful to test this by sending shadows and tentacles after the angel first. Adam’s defense and attacks were all as Carmilla Carmine had described to Vaggie… he was fighting like someone who thought they couldn’t be harmed – what’s more the angelic weapons that they had seen hadn’t proven to wield any amount of unique power thus far...

“A mortal soul is no match for me, Edgelord!” Adam scoffed; parrying Alastor’s half-hearted attacks.

“You should know better than anyone what a soul can accomplish when they take charge of their own fate…” Alastor goaded him – enjoying the fact that he knew all the fine details to Lilith’s involvement with Heaven and Adam…when Adam clearly knew nothing of him. 

Adam was too caught up in his own blunderings to catch the reference though.

Adam’s attacks were sloppy and brutish; he threw himself heavily into every close swing he took with his angelic axe and he was leaving himself open at every turn. Alastor enjoyed pointing this out to him; catching Adam in moments where his fucking back was turned to him. It only took some quick and fancy footwork to keep Alastor just out of reach from his attacks. Too easy.

He needn’t kill Adam today…but, he would still have his fun with him.

Alastor stretched himself out; feeling his power branching out into more tentacles and shadows…shifting form.

Alastor wasn’t one to boast during a real fight but he was enjoying winding Adam up – it was pissing the angel off; causing him to make more mistakes… Alastor easily caught him with a tentacle – coiling it around Adam’s torso before throwing him heavily into the back of the Hazbin Hotel sign. 

“I’m going to wipe that shit-eating grin off your face,” Adam was yelling, thoroughly done with this fight now. Alastor smirked; ready for Adam to close the distance and take another one of his primitive swings for him.

Only…Alastor miscalculated.

“Cuz’ radio is fucking dead!!!”

When Adam jumped into the air, he didn’t close the distance; he lengthened it; his angelic axe suddenly swinging upward – singing with an incredible bolt of power before the blade came swinging back down.

Alastor braced against the attack; unable to avoid it now. He was only just ready to take the unexpected blow of power when it struck but…he had been thrown back to form!

And, his staff – the source to all of the power he currently commanded - was severed cleanly in half.

“Ffffffffffffffffffuck!”

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A disturbing amount of time passed and Lucifer grew more and more agitated. He began wasting power; throwing up glowing portals to the hotel repeatedly…only to have them fizzle and crackle into nothing.

Yelling again; he literally spat fire – smoke trailing from his nostrils.

Suddenly; something gave.

It wasn’t Alastor that was summoning him...

Charlie needed him.

Charlie’s life was in danger. 

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It only took Adam to decide that he was going to actually and truly harm Charlie for it to happen.

Lucifer was there in an instant; appearing above the hotel just in time to catch Adam’s threatening words to his daughter:

“…it’s time to die with the rest of them.”

…

“So, this is what you’ve been up to since Eden?”

Lucifer was no fool. If Alastor was out of the picture then, Adam had something up his sleeve and he fully intended to find out what it was.

He knew just how to rile Adam and he easily met and avoided all of his poorly planned, short-distance attacks.

Adam was getting angrier and he threw Lucifer – who had playfully transformed himself into a white octopus - off of him; incredibly power suddenly crackling all throughout Adam’s body.

Lucifer took pause; feeling the power that was now emanating from Adam…confused by it.

Adam unleashed an awesome amount of power; throwing it directly down at Lucifer; aimed directly at the hotel. Lucifer had been prodding Adam for this very thing – he readily dodged the attack - but even he was caught off-guard by the amount of destruction Adam was wielding against them in his hands…

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Directly following the fight with Adam and the building of the new hotel, everyone knew Alastor was not himself. He was smiling; beaming at every one widely but…there was an edginess to his enthusiasm – something unsettling and unpredictable.

They knew something went south in his part of protecting the hotel, but he wasn’t saying - and they weren’t asking...

Excited about the new hotel and what this meant for their future; everyone was excitedly talking and wanting to explore the new place. Alastor was among the group when a trickle of blood seeped from the pedicle to one of his antlers, trailing down his face.

"Uh...Smiles. You, uh...you got something happening with your...uh-hmm..." Angel, carefully, pointed this out to him.

Alastor smoothly brushed the matter off; flashing another wide and pleasant smile to everyone before excusing himself so that he might go and find his room.

Lucifer watched him as he left; his contempt toward Alastor simmering beneath his skin. He waited before deciding to follow him…reigning his emotions in.

He had noted how straight Alastor carried himself as he walked away from everyone there in the lobby – how seemingly perfectly at ease he was – so much so that he was fucking humming as he left – ever-present smile stretched taut across his face. 

Lucifer knew this façade. He knew it very well.

Sighing; Lucifer threw up a portal – stepping through it and into Alastor’s hotel suite.

The room hummed with residual power from the recent re-build of the hotel; Alastor would be able to tap into its source at any point and adjust the suite even more to his liking. For now, though; it remained the same.

When Lucifer found him – his suspicions were confirmed.

Alastor’s bleeding had progressed, and it was obvious that he was in a great deal of discomfort. He was seated, leaning forward, on his couch. Blood was streaming from both antlers now, drips of it staining parts of the sofa, the carpet and even Alastor's pristine suit. He sat, body bent with a hand gripping his temples, his smile still never yet wavering.

Shaking his head, Lucifer went to him.

“Well, that sure as shit didn’t go like you planned, did it.” Lucifer told him, lowly.

Sitting down on the couch beside him, he jostled Alastor.

"Do you fucking mind?" Alastor snarled, clearly not in the mood for company.

Not saying anything, Lucifer pulled him to lie against him - Alastor’s head lying upon a pillow Lucifer had set across his lap.

"What the fuck-"

Alastor’s shadow threw itself against the wall; rising menacingly upward and leering down on Lucifer.

"Shut it." Lucifer said grimly – ignoring the shadow.

Alastor was fighting him, but Lucifer held him firm and it was concerning to him how easy it was to do.

Adam really did a number on him...

Lucifer produced warm moist towels and a blanket. He warm-compressed the buds of Alastor's antlers, tossing the blanket over him.

Alastor stopped struggling, realizing it wasn’t getting him anywhere.

Lucifer produced a book for himself to read, perusing through it casually as he settled himself into the sofa.  

"I…object to this treatment.” Alastor growled; trying to get up again – then groaned in increasing discomfort.

Alastor’s shadow shifted; hissing sharply.

"I know." Lucifer replied coolly, eyes still on his book. "But, your body is tired…you’re spent. You need to give yourself a chance to lie down and heal."

Lucifer tilted his head; acknowledging the defensive shadow now.

“You, and…tall, dark and handsome over there.”

Alastor’s shadow paused; tilting it’s head. Lucifer winked and it melted – pressing closer to them both with a purr.

Alastor groaned again – disgusted.

He stopped trying to resist now, completely giving up.

"I'm not going anywhere." Lucifer continued, turning a page and not looking at him. "Retreat to your shadows....and rest."

“How can I be sure that my body won’t be in more pieces when I return?” Alastor asked him dryly.

“You and I will have…much…to discuss, Alastor.” Lucifer darkly assured him. “But, for now…rest.”

Sighing, Alastor relented, his body relaxing.

The warm compresses and Lucifer's presence was...soothing. As much as he hated to admit it to anyone - especially himself – both were helping.

Following Lucifer's advice, he drifted off – leaving his body - letting his shadow pull him away with him…where they could both recover and find rest.

…

Fuck…he’s burning up.

Alastor’s body had began shivering against him, drawing Lucifer’s attention. Brushing Alastor’s hair back; he felt the sweating and heated-dampness of his skin…saw the paleness of his face.

Confused; Lucifer shifted – lifting one of the warm compresses.

What the hell?

Pulling the compress away; Alastor’s pedicle immediately began bleeding again.

His body isn’t healing…?

Lucifer moved to slide himself out from underneath him when he saw it; the pooling of a dark stain that was seeping into Alastor’s jacket.

Oh…you stupid jackass.

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Lucifer hurried down to the hotel lobby. He needed to find Niffty and he needed to somehow get her attention without alarming the others.

Hearing voices; he confirmed that she was among the group and he hurriedly shapeshifted himself into a vibrantly white moth – fluttering quickly.

Finding a nice high and open area; Lucifer landed – quickly and repeatedly shifting his moth wings open and closed. He was directly in Niffty’s line of sight…she just needed to glance up. Alastor had told him that Niffty tended to be more…attune to things than others gave her credit for. He desperately hoped her sharp eye would see his frantic movements and know what he was trying to convey to her.

It took no longer than a second for Niffty to see Lucifer’s subtle signal; and she knew immediately that something was wrong.

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Once Niffty was apart from the others; Lucifer met her in the hallway and he threw up a portal – taking them both back to Alastor’s suite.

Realizing that Alastor had sustained a substantial - and bleeding - wound from the fight with Adam; Lucifer had carefully moved him to the tiled floor of the bathroom, placing him near the drain. Alastor was stretched out on his back, fully clothed – still very much asleep. Stepping from the portal; Lucifer guided Niffty over to where Alastor’s head rested on a rolled towel that Lucifer had laid out for him.

Lucifer had filled Niffty in the best that he could as they came but then he realized he had forgotten one detail.

“His antlers…” Lucifer bent down; lifting the pair of two-pointed branches of bone that had slipped from their placements. “His head is still bleeding because he…well, lost them. They fell when I was moving him.” Lucifer paused…unsure of how much Niffty really knew or cared to know about Cervidae demons. “It’s something that…happens sometimes.” He started to explain.

“I know.” Niffty told him. She was kneeled down, behind Alastor’s head; her one eye wide with worry – staring at Alastor’s sleeping face. “I’ve seen it happen a couple of times…” She admitted; but then she fixed her eye on Lucifer. “He doesn’t like others to know, though.”

Lucifer set the antlers back down and moved to kneel beside Alastor, looking at Niffty seriously. “Then, how about you and I agree to keep his secrets. I’m sure there’s a few things here that are about to happen that he doesn’t want others to know about.”

Niffty gave him a sharp nod in agreement.

“I came and got you, little bug, because I don’t really know what all I’ll have to do for him yet…best that someone he’s close to is here, just in case. His body isn’t healing like it should ….and I’m not sure what I’ll find once I take off his shirt.”

Niffty nodded again – before she turned her eye back to Alastor.

Seeing that she understood, Lucifer nodded to himself before leaning over and un-doing the clasps to Alastor’s jacket. Sliding it and Alastor’s shirt away; he hissed.

Alastor was very nearly cleaved in two. Adam’s axe had cut long, and it had cut deep, but - most concerning - was that it also must have been imbued with some kind of power or poison…Alastor’s flesh was bubbling with foam at the edges – preventing the wound from knitting closed.

Lucifer leaned closer and he saw that there was black and green discharge oozing from the edges of the ragged flesh – the point of contact between these liquids was bubbling up into a yellow-froth. Whatever power the blade had when it had cut into Alastor’s body, it was preventing his recovery – and, it was slowly killing him. It was amazing to Lucifer that he even was still alive…something in Alastor’s own power was keeping his death at bay, but only just.

Glancing at Niffty; Lucifer saw that she was horrified by what she was seeing.

“It’s quite, alright.” He smiled. “I’ll set him straight, here in a jiff.” He assured her. “Just…don’t touch any of that ok.” He nodded to the liquids seeping from Alastor’s chest.

Lucifer cracked his knuckles.

“Okay…I’m going to pull the toxins from the wound. My body can neutralize it but it’s going to want to dispel everything once that’s done…I’m warning you now: I may puke.” Lucifer told her.

Well, I will puke but “may” just sounds nicer…

Breathing heavily through his nose; Lucifer released a huff of air back out his mouth.

“Alright, then…”

Lucifer set his hand across Alastor’s wound – palm down and fingers outstretched.

Concentrating; he continued taking breaths in through his nose – exhaling them slowly back out through his mouth.

Niffty made a small gasp and Lucifer saw the glow of white light emanating from where he was touching Alastor. The light glowed brightly for a moment; then slowly faded as it was pulled into the wound.

A bubbling blackness filled the cavity of the gaping gash; Niffty’s eye widened before she had to look away from it – staring intently at Alastor’s face. Her little hands were trembling badly.

Lucifer sucked in another breath of air through his nose – feeling sick now. The black bubbling liquid was being absorbed into his palm now and his body wanted nothing more than to reject it immediately. He forced himself to stay still; never moving his palm. He had a hunch that this substance – whatever it was - could very easily kill demons; he couldn’t risk Alastor or Niffty being exposed to it any further than what they already had.

His stomach lurched and Lucifer knew he was going to vomit soon but the black was very nearly gone now – beneath it, Alastor’s wound was already healing; bleeding freshly and beginning to knit itself closed.  Lucifer’s skin broke out into a sweat; shivers racking his upper body. Trembling, Lucifer kept his hand pressed to Alastor’s chest until nothing but bright red blood seeped against his skin.

Gasping; Lucifer lurched to the side – barely crawling over and making it to the toilet before he was retching heavily into the porcelain bowl – gray liquid spewing from his mouth. He spent several minutes there…feeling incredibly ill. Even after he couldn’t possibly have anything left in his system…his world tilted and spun with the effects of his nausea.

Flushing the toilet; Lucifer collapsed onto his back – feeling the coolness of floor tiles beneath him. He turned his head; seeing Niffty still knelt and pressed close to Alastor’s face in worry – the gash in his chest red and open still, but nearly closed. Trails of drying blood were running down his ribs; seeping into the drain.

Groaning, Lucifer shifted and moved now to get up – he wobbled briefly at the vertigo but knew he would be feeling better soon so he persevered; slowly standing.

“Ok…let’s clean him up, huh? You got that part ok if I take care of these?” Lucifer asked Niffty; producing sponges and a bucket of freshly warmed water beside her. She nodded and he reached for the discarded clothing.

While Niffty worked on scrubbing the blood off of Alastor, Lucifer turned on the bathroom fan. Standing underneath it; he lit the soiled fabric on fire with a flick of his thumb– watching it engulf in his hands; burning entirely into a dark black cloud of smoke. He watched it all get sucked up into the fan – disappearing completely in only a moment.

Once that was all done; Lucifer awkwardly carried Alastor to his bedroom – Niffty riding perched on one of Lucifer’s shoulders. She leapt onto the bed – quickly pulling back the covers back as Lucifer set him carefully down. Niffty helped pull him into place. She worked to make sure Alastor was comfortably tucked in by the bedding, leaving the wound on his chest exposed so that she could continue monitoring its healing. She had taken care to clean the blood off from the openings left by his fallen antlers as well, and Alastor already had small round nubs forming where the sockets had been.

Tired – and still not feeling great – Lucifer pulled up a chair; making himself comfortable. Crawling into the covers of the bed; Niffty curled herself up beside Alastor there. It wasn’t long before all three of them were all well and passed out…asleep.  

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Later, Alastor was still asleep and resting.

Niffty had left to go downstairs and find something to eat, to let everyone know that they were all okay and to tell Charlie that her father would be down to update her soon.

Lucifer had pulled the chair he was sitting in closer to Alastor. He was leaned over – absently running his claws through the sleeping man’s hair and…thinking:

He wasn’t sure who to be the most angry with right now. Lilith, for orchestrating this whole mess and endangering Charlie? Alastor, for their fight and his preventing Lucifer from being there when the attack on the hotel first happened? Adam, for having the audacity; the impudence to actually, truly and fully intend to target and harm Charlie, his daughter, his heir? Himself, for his utter and complete naivety – in his continual belief that Heaven would see; that they ever actually could.

Lucifer’s eyes roamed to Alastor’s wound – the edges of ragged flesh had knitted but, already it was clear there would be scarring. There were higher powers involved in this whole affair now; in this struggle between Heaven and Hell.

 Lucifer had his suspicions…but, Sera wouldn’t…would she?

His eyes remained fixed on the healing disfigurement… Alastor paid the price for Lucifer’s foolish blindness in all of this; sacrificed to power and the bite of the holiest of blades… Heaven wasn’t messing around and now…neither was Lucifer.

Lucifer’s claws stilled – his hand resting there in Alastor’s hair.

He was angry with Alastor; absolutely furious with him, but… Lucifer couldn’t help but feel for him as well. Lucifer wasn’t there to know the details to Alastor’s fight but, he had a good idea of what had happened. Watching Alastor afterward…seeing him going through all of the motions, after such a crushing and humiliating defeat…Lucifer couldn’t help but relate.

In the lobby; seeing Alastor interacting, smiling and laughing with everyone – putting on his show - Lucifer saw that he was still losing his fight with Adam. As complicated as everything felt right now, Lucifer would see to it that Alastor walked away from this okay. Lilith kept him from self-destructing after their fall…he could see to Alastor after his.

“Still,” Lucifer sighed. “I should hate you…” He said quietly.

He glanced toward the door; briefly wondering what all he would tell Charlie.

“…don’t you?”

Lucifer turned; seeing Alastor’s eyes were now open – looking at him.

Lucifer didn’t say anything, he just stared back at Alastor. Alastor looked…exhausted, worn and defeated.

“Don’t you hate me?” Alastor asked him again; waiting.

Lucifer swallowed, taking his hand away from Alastor’s hair now. “No….I mean, I’m fucking pissed. I want to rip those fresh pair of antlers straight out of your skull and use the sharpened points to flay you alive for that stupid little stunt you pulled,” Alastor flinched at this, knowing Lucifer very well could. “but,…I don’t hate you.”

“Why?” Alastor asked him; eyes flaring with something akin to suspicion.

Lucifer wanted to throw something snarky and biting back at him; maybe a good ‘fuck if I know’ kind of a comment but…

“I know what having your pride hurt feels like, Alastor…I know what it’s like to want to heal that wound, to strike back at the hand that caused it…and, I blindly sent you into an unfair fight with Adam. Nothing I could have said or done would have prepared you for that. Even as the first man, it doesn’t make sense for him to be given that kind or that amount of great power…”

“You didn’t know?”

“What?” Lucifer laughed, lightly. “You think that’s something that I just would neglect to mention?”

He saw the look that Alastor was giving him, and he realized.

“You thought I meant to serve you to Adam? Offer you up on some fucked up silver platter?”

“It’s not like you haven’t referenced such things before…you wanted me killed the moment we met. You’ve sacrificed others…offering sinners to Adam - and to Heaven - when you and Lilith agreed to these exterminations.” Alastor told him.

“You must really think me a monster…” Lucifer said, softer now.

“No…just, that I’ve been foolish and that I’ve acted in poor judgement...I revoke all stipulations to our agreement.” Alastor told him.

“We are voiding our deal.”

Alastor laughed. “You forget, I’ve already declined that offer.

“Not just our deal; all of it.” Lucifer told him. “There are bigger powers at play here now than Lilith or I had ever considered might be involved this early; it’s not worth the risks…not to you or to Charlie…we will figure something else out.” 

“Please,” Alastor groaned in disgust, and then hissed, moving to sit up now. “You had to have known there would be some risk.”

“Yes, but not this high…” Lucifer looked hard at Alastor. “Knowing what you know now…would you have done everything the same? Would have you have been so willing to risk Husk’s soul? Niffty’s?”

Alastor’s ears folded back, and he looked away – knowing he was right.

“Besides…stipulations revoked or not; Charlie has offered me a place to stay now here at the hotel – a permanent and open invitation to be as involved in things now as I wish to be. That little wild card you kept up your sleeve won’t work now, I’m afraid. Your poor judgement very easily could have cost us everything…whatever problems you and I have with each other does not get to bleed into everything else we’re involved with.”

Alastor’s ears only flattened against his head more; eyes drawing further away from him now.

Lucifer was about to say something else when Alastor’s ears suddenly sprung back up; his head tilting. Lucifer paused…

“The little bug is coming back…” Lucifer said quietly, looking toward the door. He glanced back at Alastor and saw the rawness of…sentiment that was still in Alastor’s eyes.

Sighing; Lucifer leant toward him – his hand sliding through the hair at the back of Alastor’s head and pressing his forehead firmly to his.

“We’ll…figure this out, okay.” Lucifer told him, quietly. “I promise, we will…just not right now. But, you and I,” Lucifer pulled his head back, releasing Alastor and looking at him very seriously, “We need to actually fucking talk to each other, alright?”

Alastor gave him a sharp nod before Niffty’s head poked out from around the door.

Her eye went wide – seeing Alastor was sitting up and fully awake now - and she hurried over to the both of them with excitement.

“I’ll let Niffty here take over for awhile.” Lucifer smiled; watching her leap up onto the bed, scurrying across the covers to be closer to Alastor. “She can fill you in on all the juicy details of things you missed out on during the fight.” Lucifer winked at her and she giggled giddily. He knew she really was wanting to tell Alastor all about her having taken care of their pesky Adam problem. “Let me know if either of you need anything…”

Lucifer went to walk away; then pausing at the door, “I’m leaving you in charge, little bug.” Looking at Alastor he added, “She’s got my number now. If you’re not a good patient while I’m gone, I’ll know about it…” He turned, leaving with a smile.

Alastor watched him go; giving Niffty a queer look as she burst into more giggles at the obvious threat made. 

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This place reeks of death...

         The scent...all that blood and decay...it's overwhelming, isn't it?

There's a chill in the air.

          Are you cold? You are trembling...so you must be.

And I barely escaped being killed by a hair...     That could have been it, you know...

      Snuffed out, just like the young flame that never sees the inferno...

Great Alastor, altruist, died for his friends...

         These people?...you could have died for these people...

Sorry to disappoint, that is not where this ends

                   It can't be...it won't be.

I'm hungry for freedom, like never before

         Funny, isn't it...how this happens.

                Every time you've let yourself get close to others...you become their sacrifice.

The constraints of my deal surely have a back door

         The King of Hell blames himself...

                  but it's not his deal or even Lilith's deal that has you bound so tightly? Is it?

Once I figure out how to unclip my wings

          But we always get what we truly want...in the end... don't we? 

Guess who will be pulling all the strings?

         We'll have it too. What we want… No matter the cost. No demon and no angel...borne of Heaven or of Hell...will stop us.

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Lucifer was busying himself in his new hotel suite - going about getting the rooms how he liked them: when he had...the compulsion.

He paused, feeling the need to go to Alastor...then, feeling it fade away - just as quickly.

Strange...

If Alastor had truly summoned him...he would have gone without a thought; unable to resist even if had wanted to but...this was different.

Best to go anyway, he reasoned. He hadn't seen Alastor since he left him with Niffty earlier that day.

Niffty had come later to tell him that Alastor was mending well and asked that his ...’babysitters’... respect his privacy for the night.

Ouch. Lucifer had made a face and Niffty giggled.

“He said you wouldn't like that... I'm supposed to tell you ‘it's all in jest’...he appreciates what you've done. He's just...feeling tired, wants to be left alone for a while. He knows he can call on either or both of us if need be.” Niffty told him.

“And, what do you think, little bug?” Knowing Niffty’s opinion would decide things for him.

“I think he deserves the break. We can bother him again in the morning.” She giggled again.

“I like that plan.” Lucifer he had told her and she left to see what the others in the hotel were up to.

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Lucifer portaled himself into Alastor's hotel suite. When he stepped into the main room, everything was dark and quiet. His eyes shown gold and glowed through the darkness as he moved toward the bedroom.

Did he accidentally try to summon me in his sleep?

"Al?" He asked quietly, pushing the door open so that he could see if Alastor was indeed sleeping.

Alastor was in bed, but he wasn't asleep. The covers, the duvet, everything was pushed off the bed and there was blood and claw marks in the sheets. Alastor was curled tightly in a ball, pressed against the headboard and shaking badly. His eyes glowed red in the dark and his ears were flat, cupping tightly to his head.

"Al..." Lucifer sighed.

He's having a panic attack...I thought he might actually call on me...maybe a part of him meant to, or I felt his distress…

Lucifer moved closer to the bed, bringing out his wings; knowing they had helped Alastor before...

But, when Lucifer came to just beside the bed, Alastor saw the outstretched wings...saw Lucifer reaching for him and he jerked back.

"Don't touch me!" He snapped; recoiling. His shadow shot from underneath the bed – lengthening and bristling protectively over its Master.

Lucifer immediately leant back, folding his wings to his sides.

Alastor's eyes widened...realizing...and he shook more - his own claws were digging gouges into his arms, he was gripping himself so tightly. His shadow readily retreated back.

"I'm sorry..." He gasped. "I...I just..."

"It's okay, Al. I- I've been through it before." Lucifer put away his wings, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

Alastor's smile...it always made others question: if he were indeed mad.

Watching Alastor now though, Lucifer knew others would think him truly insane. His smile was stretched long and wide across his face – too long and wide - his teeth were clenched and he was baring his gums. His eyes were wide; shifting and crazy. He didn't seem to know what to do with his hands, gripping and releasing; moving them all over his body - cutting into his skin. His position was awkward, folded and bent tightly against himself.

"You're hurting yourself...did you know?" Lucifer asked him quietly. "Can you feel yourself doing that?"

"I-I..." Alastor's eyes squeezed shut, his lips trembling around pointed teeth. "I can feel..."

"What Al, what can you feel? Tell me." Lucifer was trying to encourage him to talk to him, to distract him.

"It feel likes...him...when it-when he" Alastor shuddered, tightening around himself more and dragging more cuts along his skin.

Fuck...not working.

"Is it the wound, Al...is it hurting you?" Lucifer asked him.

"No, it's....it's..." Alastor shifted, reluctantly lifting an arm away. The wound was glowing softly beneath the skin...like coals from a fire; ebbing and waning as Lucifer's residual power continued to work at the injury. 

No wonder he was set off...he was nearly sliced and diced in half by the same holy power that's healing him now...he probably woke up in a cold sweat feeling that very power...seeing it's glow...and everything just teetered tottered from there... Me coming in with my wings really did the trick too.

Alastor shifted back, holding himself tight, shaking and saying nothing.

“What do you need, Al? How can I help?”

“I….I don’t know.” Alastor curled in on himself more; eyes pressing closed and claws digging into himself deeper.

Something...different then.

Lucifer smoothly shifted form, turning himself into an enormous white boa constrictor.

If Alastor noticed him change, he didn't react.

Lucifer's new snake form glided easily along the bed, he traced up the bedpost, winding and following the beam as he stretched along the headboard, his head and neck draping and curling down close to Alastor.

“You know...I know what it feels like...to feel yourself shattered...broken into a thousand crumbling pieces...”

Lucifer spoke to him, drifting closer still; hovering without quite touching Alastor yet.

“I know that feeling...of despair and anguish that swallows you whole...pulling you down with no hope for ever coming back.”

Lucifer flicked his snake tongue; touching Alastor's skin with it - testing his response. Alastor didn't flinch away at the brief contact, and Lucifer thought he may have noted a stutter in Alastor's trembling.

“To feel like....you can never be whole again...that you can never repair the damage that's been made done...”

Lucifer's snake form slowly and smoothly slid from the headboard; sliding across Alastor's heated and damp skin...curling around his neck.

Lucifer felt Alastor's shakes stop; felt Alastor tense as he sucked in a breath of air into his lungs.

Lucifer paused, waiting.

Alastor's shaking returned but...lessened. His breathing was changing...slowing; and he lifted his head.

He was responding.

Satisfied, Lucifer continued to wrap and coil himself all around Alastor's frame...gripping him tightly.

Alastor couldn't be tolerant to Lucifer's touch as he was before but this...this was different.

Something less...intimate somehow, though possibly maybe more... Lucifer's snake form brought touch with different sensations: his warm and smooth scales gliding soothingly across sweating skin, the muscles of this new body moving and contracting - offering only solace; no pressure of reciprocation or elicitation of anything sensual or provocative.

Alastor's shaking hitched again and he pulled in a slow and ragged breath, filling his chest. Lucifer felt tight and tense muscles relaxing beneath him; felt the shakes giving away to soft and infrequent tremors.

“But... you've been broken for some time... haven't you, radio demon. Someone did this to you...made you to feel...to be this way...”

Lucifer's form tightened and there was a release in Alastor that he could only have hoped for. A long breath shuddered out from Alastor and he finally released himself from the tight position he had been holding himself in, retracting the claws from his skin. Fresh blood and fresh tears touched Lucifer's scales.

“Let me make you feel whole again, Alastor. Let me help you to find...to pick up every single lost and broken piece that you've laid...fallen and shattered behind you. Let me help you to find...to remember where each one goes...where it belongs and let me help you finally...be everything you deserve and wish to be.”

Alastor fell apart in his coils...relinquishing himself fully and completely to the raw and visceral emotion of a surrender he never thought he'd find. Lucifer let him process everything: simply staying with him, holding him tightly.

Lucifer’s sharp and golden snake eyes pierced brightly in the dark; the entire length of his form curled and wrapped firmly to Alastor in the bed…refusing to allow Alastor to break from this madness after the fall.  

The hotel still needed him.

Lilith still needed him.

Charlie still needed him.

Lucifer still needed him.

…and Lucifer meant to see him rise.

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Hours later; Lucifer laid awake in bed – back in his own room.

Once Alastor had recovered from the mental attack and had retreated again into shadow, Lucifer slid himself away – leaving him alone to his rest and his privacy.

Alastor’s recent shedding of his antlers was significant. Cervidae demons lost their antlers once they were fully out of a rut or when under great stress. Lucifer imagined Alastor’s experience was with both; and though his new antlers were already fully erupted – Lucifer recognized that Alastor would likely be much more reluctant to anything physical or intimate for some time.

This, and the simple fact that Lucifer just didn’t know where the fuck they were at with things right now, convinced Lucifer it best to leave. Lucifer might have found sleep for himself better had he had stayed…instead of wrestling with the decision here now, but he told himself that if Alastor truly needed him, he’d readily answer to his summons.

Still not having been anywhere close to finding sleep, Lucifer felt the change in the room – felt the coolness of shadows pressing in from the dark.

“Al?”

“Your wards allowed me in.” Alastor said quietly, voice cracking roughly as he materialized beside the bed.  

“Of course they did, you are always welcome here.” Lucifer told him, sitting up. “Is there something that you need?”

“Yes…”

Alastor moved to the bed, lifting the covers to slide in beside Lucifer.

Surprised by this, Lucifer readily shifted; giving him room. When Alastor joined him in bed, pressing against him and pulling him to him; Lucifer realized Alastor was fully naked.

Alastor leaned over the King; lips pressing to his in a warm and slow kiss – clawed hands pulling him closer and curling into platinum locks.

Lucifer gently – reluctantly – detached himself, pulling himself away from the kiss.  

“Al…I appreciate what you are trying to do here. I really do, but….you’re not even hard. It doesn’t all have to be about sex; I’m sorry that I ever made you feel like it did - and even with that all aside; haven’t you been through enough?”

“I said those things to you, knowing…that it would hurt.” Alastor told him. “It hasn’t just been about the sex, Luci…not for me…not for some time.”

“And, I feel the same way, Al but…I want us to do this right. I don’t want there to be anymore confusion or misunderstandings between us.”

“Then, we’ll talk…but, right now…I need you.” Alastor’s eyes shown red in the dark.

 Lucifer swallowed; shaking his head. “You lost your antlers…I know what that means, Al.”

“I’ve told you before…” Alastor told him; reaching for Lucifer’s hand and pulling it with his – showing Lucifer the firmness that was twitching between his legs. “I can get it up, it just will require more coaxing now.”

Lucifer’s face reddened; understanding. “You’re still injured…”

“Hm, yes…” Alastor was pressing Lucifer’s hand to him; encouraging him to palm him there. “You should probably refrain from trying to split me in two, tonight.”

“Another night for that bedtime ritual then…” Lucifer breathed, feeling the twitching rise between his own legs now; and Alastor chuckled.

“Another night.” Alastor whispered his promise, pressing himself back to Lucifer.

This time, Lucifer gave in to the kiss; and they slowly became lost in each other’s embrace.

Lucifer gently licked and kissed at the fresh scar across Alastor’s chest, in a moment of tenderness. The remnants of Lucifer’s power within the healing wound responded, and Alastor felt a pleasurable thrumming beneath his skin; he shuddered at the sensation.

Alastor was incredibly…afraid.

He had never meant for himself to be made vulnerable to anyone again…least of all, the King of Hell. Why was it now, this intimacy – something he had not wanted, something he had avoided for so long – why was it that in these moments with Lucifer he felt truly…whole.

He wanted to recoil at the thought, the very notion…and surely if he foolishly pursued such yearnings of the heart; he would come out more sorely beaten and bruised than he could ever hope to imagine…

Still, there was the fear…not of the undesirable consequences but, of a missed plausibility.

What if; something that could be made real was here and Alastor let it slip away – let it fleetingly pass on by because he was much too coward; too miserably pathetic to seize something that could very well be here now…within his grasp.

He owed Lucifer his life…he owed Lucifer his faith….he owed Lucifer his courage.

It would take time…and there were secrets still kept in the dark, between them, waiting to be dealt with…

But, Alastor would tear down those walls…pulling each one down – piece by piece; until what remained…what he would give to Lucifer….was everything.

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“Why are you up here?” Alastor asked; finding Lucifer at the roof of the new Hazbin Hotel; leaning over – staring at the rest of the Pride Ring in Hell and smoking a cigarette.

“Oh...shit, uh…” Lucifer quickly debated on tossing the stick but then knew he’d already been caught. “I can't let Charlie catch me with one of these...I-I never smoke.” He explained.

Alastor strolled over to him; eyebrow cocked. He was wearing his dress pants and dress shirt but no jacket or bowtie. The buttons to his shirt were undone at the collar and trailing to his chest. Alastor hated the dragging sensation that his shirt had against the healing wound; he was much more comfortable this way.

“Yeah..neither do I.” Alastor told him, leaning over to takes the cigarette from between Lucifer’s fingers and bringing it to his face for a long inhale. He exhaled, smoke curling from his mouth and he passed the stick back.

“So...what else are you doing up here?” Alastor asked Lucifer; looking out and across the cityscape with him.

“Just killing time, really. I've got that meeting with Lilith later tonight and I'm not really sure what her next move will be. We know that Adam's lieutenant was involved in their deal, that she’s survived… I imagine she’s already confronted Lilith but I really don’t know her plan is.”

“Lilith's been exceptional with anticipating most of Heaven's moves so far.” Alastor mused. “I'm sure she's got something in mind.”

Lucifer shrugged; taking a drag from the cigarette.

“Everyone involved in this has their hands in so many goddamned pots…it’s hard to keep it all straight anymore.” Lucifer sighed.

Alastor nodded; reaching for the cigarette again.

“The city…it’s quiet.” Alastor observed, changing the subject. “Much quieter than one would expect after a recent extermination.”

“The calm before the storm…I’m afraid.” Lucifer sighed, leaning back. “Everyone’s still processing…probably already planning and plotting. There will be a big upheaval with things around here after this, rest assured.” Lucifer pushed off away from the roof, tired of the view.

Slumping down; he slid his back against barrier – sitting down now.

“When is your meeting?” Alastor asked, joining him and giving him back the cigarette.

“Not for another few hours.” Lucifer told him, taking the stick back from him.

“You…uh,” Alastor swallowed and Lucifer looked at him, curious. “Well, you said we should talk…would you want to do that now?”

“Hm, yes.” Lucifer nodded; holding the cigarette between his lips and nodding. “But, hold on…I brought these.”

He leaned over; sliding a crate over that Alastor hadn’t noticed before. Reaching in, Lucifer pulled out a new, unopened bottle of the Sazerac they had both found that they liked. He handed it to Alastor then reached back in for two drinking glasses.

“Oh, you….clever devil.” Alastor hissed at him. “Was this a trap this whole time!?”

“Hey!” Lucifer pulled the cigarette from his mouth, tapping it. “Lilith is not the only one who can lay out well made plan, my friend.”

Lucifer placed the cigarette back into his mouth; taking the bottle from Alastor, he opened it and poured them both some booze.

“So...I propose a deal.” Lucifer announced; lifting Alastor’s glass. “No! Not a real deal. Stop looking at me like that...but, how about: you first tell me everything you're comfortable with regarding any less than savory relationships...sexual experiences, etc...that you have had; and I'll tell you everything about my fall from Heaven...then, we can delve into the nitty gritty; talking about what you and I actually want, what we expect from each other and yadda yadda.”

“Doesn't everyone kind of already know that story?” Alastor teased him.  

“Some versions of it, yes…but, you’d be getting the one straight from the serpent’s mouth.” Lucifer flashed him a coy smile and offering him the drink.

“Fine.” Alastor begrudgingly agreed. “Give me that drink and light another one of those cigarettes.

Alastor and Lucifer talked.

Both shared things with each other that they never knew they could or would share with anyone ever again. 

And, when they were done: they knew what they wanted from each other, what they meant to each other…and come what may: they knew they would face it...together.

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P.S. After talking, they drunkenly started making out on the roof of the hotel

P.S.S. Drunkenly making out may have led to more things…

P.S.S.S. Lucifer went to his meeting with Lilith and she teased him about his still-healing bite marks..

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Taglist: @nyx91: @reath-solia

[antiquatedplumbobs]

Spring 1916

Joe's grand plan for a full service automotive service station in Brindleton Bay cleared a large hurdle in the Spring of 1916 with the securement of a sizeable investment from a certain Walter Fernald (heir of THE Fernald shipping fortune), who summered at the Cavalier Hotel every year. The sharp rise of excitement Will felt was mirrored by the swoop of dismay as he realized there really was nothing else for it: he had to tell his father.

It wasn't until after the evening milking that Will got the nerve to broach the subject. Twilight had descended on the farm, muting the verdant green of the grass poking up in the pasture. A soft breeze was rustling the newly unfurled birch and maple leaves. The air carried with it that particular spring quality of hopefulness and new beginnings; an aura that Will — nervous as he was — was rather oblivious to. He'd spent the day worrying over what to say, how to tell Hamish this huge news. The perfect words had been elusive, so what came out when he finally got the nerve to speak was terse, if not to the point.  

"Joe's offered me a job as a mechanic. I'm going to take it." Will felt an immense weight list from his shoulders as the words left his lips. His concern over his father's approval was still there, but it no longer ruled him; it was as if speaking it aloud had freed him. 

Hamish, who had been washing his hands at the pump, jerked at the statement, splashing water over himself. 

"Christ, Will, not one for a gentle breaking of news are you, son?" Hamish cursed under his breath as he removed his now soaked overcoat, leaving only his shirtsleeves. "He's expanding I suppose? I'd figured he might with how many autos there are on the roads these days." He sighed, and fished in his pocket for the slightly crumpled pack of cigarettes he always had there. Happy that they were dry enough he shook one out and busied himself with the business of lighting it.   

"I didn't know you wanted to leave, Will." While the words were spoken softly, they may as well have been shouted for the impact they had upon Will. He looked down, gripping the fence rail hard enough to hurt, not wanting to see the disappointment in his father's eyes. He was surprised when a work-worn hand appeared, offering a cigarette. He looked up to see his father's eyes did not hold disappointment, but some other inscrutable emotion. Will accepted silently, and his father equally silently held up the lighter to him before turning to look over the fields. 

"I don't think I ever really told you why I bought this farm, son." Will stayed silent, not wanting to ruin the moment. Hamish loved his son, but he was a taciturn man and had never been quick to share his feelings. Will sensed the story he had to tell was more than the simple one relayed to small children at their father's knee; that his father was offering Will a side of himself he had not seen before.

"My father was an exacting man to work for, you might not believe that 'cause he mellowed out with age a bit, but when I was young everything had to be done exactly how he wanted or there would be trouble. There was all this literature on new farming techniques, ways to increase yields, and I'd show it to him but he never wanted to hear it, never even let me try it on my own." Will thought he heard the ghost of the anger his father had held as a young man in those words.

"So I bought this place." He said it matter of factly. "If he wasn't going to let me do anything my way, I didn't see the point in working with him. Old Mr. Sable had always liked me, I'd help him out sometimes when I had extra time. After his wife died he just wanted to get rid of anything that reminded him of her, the farm included. He sold it to me for a steal really," Hamish said looking around at the farm; the buildings so lovingly maintained and improved by a quarter of a century of his father's hard work. 

"This is a good opportunity," Hamish said, abruptly switching the conversation back to the present. "I'm glad for you." He clapped Will on the shoulder. "Now I think your mother will be wondering why we've let her get her supper go cold while we stood out here." Will looked up to see his mother standing in the open kitchen door and grinned. 

"Well, now," Hamish said thoughtfully as he smiled up at Will's mother. "Meeting your mother was the real push to make my own move, has Ms. Parr been influencing this decision at all?"

Will started at the question, asked in a jovial, almost conspiratorial tone. As if his father was sure he knew the answer but only wanted to tease Will. The truth was, Will hadn't thought about Clara at all when making this decision.

His mother's impatient call to come to dinner saved Will from having to answer the question that should have had an easy answer to. As he sat down at the laden table in the warm, cozy kitchen and his father leaned down with a small smile to kiss his mother's cheek, he was gripped intensely by the desire to have something like this for himself. He found himself imagining a smaller kitchen, the table set for two, and the arms of his wife to welcome him home.

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[aloftgreenbay]

Traveling for Treatment in Green Bay: Convenient Lodging Options Near Hospitals

Traveling for medical treatment can be stressful, especially when you're unfamiliar with the area. Green Bay, Wisconsin, is home to several top-notch medical facilities, making it a frequent destination for those seeking specialized care. To make your visit as smooth as possible, it’s crucial to find convenient and comfortable lodging options close to the hospitals. This guide will help you explore the best accommodations near Green Bay’s medical centers, ensuring your stay is as stress-free and comfortable as possible. 

Key Hospitals in Green Bay 

Bellin Hospital 

Bellin Hospital is renowned for its comprehensive healthcare services, including specialized treatments in cardiology, oncology, and orthopedics. Its central location makes it easily accessible and surrounded by various lodging options. 

St. Vincent Hospital 

St. Vincent Hospital is another leading healthcare provider in Green Bay, offering a wide range of medical services and advanced treatments. Its proximity to downtown Green Bay ensures that visitors have access to numerous hotels in Green Bay and other accommodations. 

Aurora BayCare Medical Center 

Aurora BayCare Medical Center is a state-of-the-art facility known for its high-quality care in various medical fields, including emergency medicine, neurology, and women’s health. The hospital’s location near major highways makes it convenient for travelers. 

Convenient Lodging Options 

When looking for accommodations near these hospitals, it's important to consider factors such as distance, amenities, and comfort. Here are some of the best lodging options in Green Bay that cater to the needs of medical travelers. 

1. Hotel Northland, Autograph Collection 

Location: 304 N Adams St, Green Bay, WI 54301 

Distance from Bellin Hospital: 1.7 miles 

Distance from St. Vincent Hospital: 1.4 miles 

Distance from Aurora BayCare Medical Center: 5.8 miles 

Hotel Northland offers a blend of historic charm and modern amenities, providing a comfortable stay for visitors. The hotel features spacious rooms, a fitness center, and an on-site restaurant. Its proximity to downtown attractions and medical facilities makes it an ideal choice for those traveling for treatment. 

2. Aloft Green Bay 

Location: 465 Pilgrim Way, Green Bay, WI 54304 

Distance from Bellin Hospital: 4.2 miles 

Distance from St. Vincent Hospital: 4.5 miles 

Distance from Aurora BayCare Medical Center: 9.2 miles 

Aloft Green Bay offers a modern, trendy lodging experience with vibrant decor and an energetic atmosphere. This is one of the modern hotels in Green Bay Wisconsin features an indoor pool, fitness center, and a bar/lounge area. With its comfortable rooms and convenient amenities, Aloft Green Bay is a great choice for travelers seeking both style and convenience during their medical visits. 

3. Hampton Inn Green Bay Downtown 

Location: 201 Main St, Green Bay, WI 54301 

Distance from Bellin Hospital: 1.9 miles 

Distance from St. Vincent Hospital: 1.6 miles 

Distance from Aurora BayCare Medical Center: 5.7 miles 

The Hampton Inn Green Bay Downtown offers convenient access to Green Bay’s medical centers and is known for its comfortable rooms and friendly service. Guests can enjoy a complimentary breakfast, free Wi-Fi, and a fitness center. The hotel’s location near the Fox River provides beautiful views and a peaceful atmosphere. 

4. Residence Inn by Marriott Green Bay Downtown 

Location: 470 Marina Ln, Green Bay, WI 54304 

Distance from Bellin Hospital: 4.8 miles 

Distance from St. Vincent Hospital: 4.7 miles 

Distance from Aurora BayCare Medical Center: 9.3 miles 

Residence Inn by Marriott is perfect for longer stays, offering studio and one-bedroom suites with fully equipped kitchens. The hotel provides a complimentary breakfast, free Wi-Fi, and a fitness center. Its location near the Green Bay waterfront ensures a relaxing environment, making it a great option for medical travelers. 

5. Hyatt Regency Green Bay 

Location: 333 Main St, Green Bay, WI 54301 

Distance from Bellin Hospital: 1.8 miles 

Distance from St. Vincent Hospital: 1.6 miles 

Distance from Aurora BayCare Medical Center: 5.7 miles 

Hyatt Regency Green Bay offers spacious rooms and suites, an indoor pool, and an on-site restaurant. The hotel’s central location makes it easy to access Green Bay’s medical facilities and downtown attractions. This one of the best hotels in Green Bay comfortable accommodations and extensive amenities make it a top choice for those seeking medical care. 

Tips for Booking Lodging 

Book Early 

Medical trips can often be planned in advance, so it's a good idea to book your accommodation as early as possible to ensure availability, especially during peak seasons or local events. 

Check for Medical Rates 

Many hotels offer special rates for medical travelers. Be sure to inquire about any discounts or packages that might be available to you during your stay. 

Consider Extended Stay Options 

If your treatment requires an extended stay, consider hotels that offer suites with kitchen facilities, like the Residence Inn by Marriott. These accommodations can provide a more comfortable and home-like environment during a lengthy visit. 

Look for Shuttle Services 

Some hotels provide shuttle services to and from nearby hospitals. This can be a convenient option, especially if you are unfamiliar with the area or prefer not to drive. 

Review Hotel Amenities 

Ensure that the hotel offers amenities that suit your needs, such as free breakfast, Wi-Fi, fitness centers, and quiet environments. These can make your stay more comfortable and stress-free. 

Conclusion

Traveling to Green Bay for medical treatment doesn’t have to be stressful if you choose the right lodging option. With numerous comfortable and convenient hotels near major hospitals, you can focus on your health and well-being. Whether you prefer luxury accommodation like the Hyatt Regency or budget-friendly options like Aloft Green Bay has something to suit every traveler’s needs. By planning ahead and considering your specific requirements, you can ensure a smooth and pleasant stay during your medical journey.

[dianadeadwing]

Dillon for Day 1 of See More Seymour’s Bay @seemoreseymoursbay

I like to think she and Tina still keep in touch.

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[nerdgal27]

It Happened Againt

Part 2

How? How can you come back to me like this? Stare at the window is a world of gray pelts and gentle rain. Listen to the old window latch shriek open over the gentle thunder. Rumble from last night’s memories. A night much darker than this. When these visions of dancing flowers were more vivid. My heavy heart remembers the lack of air. To the silent feet scuff past the hotel room back and forth. The small beer fridge pushed in front of the door. No one can break in through the century-old lock. Not sure why I pushed the fridge in front of the door like that. Not that it would have mattered if things worked.

“What happened?” You growl red hot gravel behind me.

Scuffing your feet stomp me back to the reality of now. To this old apartment. No lights on, except for the city glow down below the bay windows. Shape the dark shadows of life outside. Whine their sirens outside to keep me awake.

To listen to you move across the apartment. Broad green frame catches the corner of my eye. Not enough for me to rise from this cozy couch. Curled in the tightest ball I can form. Swivel further back. Sink inside this couch, never to be seen again. The sirene darkness sounds so wonderful. No memories, no crossed arms. Come on, you are right here. Yet your broad shoulders don’t hold their power like you usually do. It’s you by the old chip off your plastron. Your knuckles glow white in tight fists, they don’t shake in fury. Why? Come on, give it to me. Yell at me, scream at me. What kind of being am I? Again, after everything that was talked about? What I promised would never happen again. Nothing, no words. So angry are you done with me? If so, then why are you here? Other than staring at me. Lift my head. Ready for sharp green flames to burn me. I do not see any fire in those eyes of yours. No ember glow. Your eyes have simmered to this quiet shade of green. A shade I do not know how to read. So much easier to read when you’re screaming at me. Fire crackles in the far back corner of the room. On the screen of an old television. Propped on old unwanted furniture. How it flickers warms light in the cold blue night. Turn your eyes into this quiet murmur. This is strange, it’s not you. Rise my head up more from the pillow.

Brain weighs a brick, no, a million bricks attached to my neck and shoulders. Aching lungs, fiery throat from last night's stains on this blanket. Parallel to the roaring fire on the screen. Warm your green skin. Why haven’t you said anything? What are you doing here? Your hand reaches down. To my own on the wooden floor. Pull the empty bottles and packages out of my dead grip. The packages that make the fire dance with the lilies. That eases my breathing into what feels like drowning. Every breath is harder than the next. You pull the blanket aside. Freeze me to the cold, dead air. Hear your quiet sigh. Why haven’t you said anything? Be angry, yell at me. Warmth touches me, your gentle palm on my shoulder. Slow thumb strokes the shivers to a simmer. Hear the flames pop dry wood. Close my eyes to the sound. Your arms lift me from my tight ball. No energy to do anything else. What happened last night should have worked. My limbs feel that way.

Climb on the couch, take my sunken spot. Sprawl yourself on the spot. You were always known for stealing stuff from me. Done so my entire life. That and pick on me. Put all the stolen things on your trophy shelf where I can’t reach. Maybe this is another version of that. Place me on top of you. I curl in your arms, melt in your warm familiar smell. A smell I thought about all night last night. Could’ve been the last time. Tightens my fingers on your plastron. You don’t mind. Never have for as long as I can remember. Anytime a scary movie was on. Or times were like this. What I don’t get is why you have said nothing? You are never this quiet. Not even when asleep. It’s how I know when to sneak away. Or sneak out last night. Is that why your arms are so tight? How much they squeeze me. To make sure I don’t go anywhere. As if there were anywhere else to go. Home is gone. Everyone knows. They have all turned away. Who knows what they will decide? It doesn’t seem to matter now? They may never forgive me. Promised this would never happen again. That these packages will come home with me. Told them I was fine. I was fine for a while. Your youngest brother, my best friend in the whole damn world. Can’t imagine what he thinks. How could I do this to him? No one was supposed to know. Who knows if I will see him again? Clutch your plastron. Dig my nails into the gut pain. Drown out the warm fire and cool rain. Bury it all deep inside. Bite my lip hard. Must never break.

Mess mop of hair brush aside. You kiss my forehead. Your large gentle palm brushes up and down my shoulder warms me from the cold. Bring me out of the black clouds of my mind. “He loves you.” You whisper. Definitely not what I thought you were going to say. You’re never the affectionate kind. The big tough old brother of the family. You took pride in that. From every time you sat on Donnie while training to every time you put Mikey in a headlock. There is no way he still loves me, after all of this? How could anyone? Even Leo out of all of them. He was here the first night. I promised him this would never happen again. And…yet… it happened, anyway. I am high again. Beyond high than before. Everything drifts underwater. My mind and head are a blob of mush in your muscular arms. My weight is crushing you. You don’t mind. Tuck me under your chin. Your knees curl up tighter. Lock me in this endless warmth. A secret locked between us for as long as you want me to keep. You are not the hugging type. Tonight doesn’t seem to matter. “I’m sorry about everything…” I shiver a whisper in your chest, “wish I knew how to talk about these things. Pretend this pain away again. I’m not strong like you.”

Is all I can muster to say. Not without letting all these tsunamis of emotions from spewing out. Steal this quiet moment. No matter how hard I clench my jaw. Wait for the fire to boil over. For all the things I should do to come roaring out. How stupid I am, horrible I am. “My intention wasn't to be cruel, but because I am cruel…” Listen to your heartbeat swell. Tightness cracks my kinked spine. Thunder rumble lulls the sorrows quiet. Draw my senses to the warm fire crackle. Back to this quiet moment. Out of the darkness. No words to yell. Your warm lips kiss my forehead once more. Overwhelm me in all of you. Push all the dark thoughts as far back as you can. Ignore the stains on the blanket on the floor. That lies next to the collection of empty bottles and packages. That will never be mentioned again. Not tonight, anyway. You whisper how much you love me in my ear. Is all that is needed to say for now. I can’t

[hotelbooking]

Hyatt Regency Green Bay With a wide range of services catered to both business and leisure travelers, Travelers are guaranteed to have a hassle-free stay with all the amenities and services provided by Rooms at You can stay fresh and clean with a hair dryer and toiletries provided in some of the guest bathrooms. Throughout your stay, choose from a variety of delicious dining options at the hotel.

[spidermaninlove]

Tomdaya Timeline vol. 6

Links to vol. 1, vol. 2, vol. 3, vol. 4, and vol. 5

London

July 2023

TZ spotted having lunch in Wimbledon.  link

July 9, 2023

Tom and Z at The Brothers Trust Event

Brothers Trust Uncharted Screening

Z attended the Brothers Trust Uncharted screening with Tom.  link link2 link3 link4 link5 link6 link7

The Brothers Trust Instagram account included Z in their event stories link link2, and the event recap video they posted features both Tom and Z.  link3

While at the Brothers Trust Uncharted screening, Tom changed from a blue t-shirt into a black Brothers Trust shirt, and during the event, Z was photgraphed holding the blue shirt Tom was no longer wearing.  link

Chiltern Firehouse

TZ arriving at Chiltern Firehouse.  link  After dinner, Tom waited with Z while she took pics with fans outside the restaurant.  link2 link3 link4 link5

July 11, 2023

TZ spotted in Richmond (near Kingston).  link

During the Family Trips with the Meyers Brothers podcast that aired today, Tom talked about the time Z cut her finger while making him dinner in NY and needed stitches.  link  When asked if he could go on a vacation with any family other than his own, he named Z’s fam.  He also mentioned recently golfing with Z.  link2

July 14, 2023

TZ photographed eating in Richmond.  link

July 20, 2023

TZ spotted furniture shopping.  link link2

Tomdaya date night including dinner link and a musical link2 link3.

Portugal

July 2023

Z in Portugal on holiday/vacation with Tom and his family.  link link2

LA

August 2023

Tom with Noon and a tot at Z’s house in Northridge.  

link

August 22, 2023

Tom with Z at a salon in LA.  link

August 23, 2023

Tom and Z were photographed at Target along with Z’s mom, Claire.  link link2

Oakland

TZ were in Oakland August 25-26, 2023.  link

August 25, 2023

Zendaya and Tom at West Oakland Middle School. link link2 link3 link4 link5 link6 link7 link8 link9 link10

Z posted Tom to her story.  link

August 26, 2023

Zendaya and Tom at Lowell Park in Oakland

TZ at Zendaya All-Stars basketball game in Oakland.  link link2 link3 link4 link5 link6 link7 link8 link9 link10 link11 link12 link13 link14 link15 link16 link17 link18 link19 link20

September 1, 2023

Tom posted a photo of Z to his Instagram story, captioned, “My birthday girl 😍”  link and another photo of his three loves, Z, Tessa, and Noon, captioned with “😍😍😍″.  link2

LA

September 4, 2023

Zendaya and Tom at the third night (Beyonce’s birthday) of Beyonce’s Renaissance Tour in LA.  link link2 link3 link4 link5 link6

Z serenading Tom to Love on Top.  link7 link8 

September 5, 2023

Vogue dubbed TZ “Hollywood royalty”.  link

Paris

October 1, 2023

Tom with Z in Paris.  link link2 link3

October 2, 2023

Tom and Z at Bvlgari Hotel in Paris.  link link2

October 3, 2023

TZ at the Van Gogh exhibit at the Musée d'Orsay in Paris.  link link2 link3

Zendaya and Tom went to Féerie in Moulin Rouge.  link

October 4, 2023

Tom and Z at the Place Vendôme in Paris.  link

London

October 5, 2023

TZ with their moms at Battersea Dogs & Cats Home.  link

October 6, 2023

Tom and Z “...walking through a park with two bodyguards in west London when they couldn't keep their hands off each other, with Zendaya draping her arm over her boyfriend. Tom kept kissing her hand as they walked along."  link link2

TZ at Petersham Nurseries, a local Michelin Green Star restaurant.  link link2

LA

October 2023

Tom in LA at a restaurant with Z.  link

Tom and Z signed Spider-man posters for The Brothers Trust.  

link

Oakland/LA

October 20, 2023

TZ photographed at the Oakland and Burbank airports.  link

LA

October 23, 2023

“Hollywood’s cutest couple” papped shopping at Erewhon Market in LA.  link link2 link3

Las Vegas

November 5, 2023

Tom and Z in Las Vegas.  link

California

November 12, 2023

TZ spotted in Lemoore, CA.

November 24, 2023

Tom and Z spotted in Sacramento and Vacaville, California.  link

November 25, 2023

According to Claire, Z is in LA.  Note:  Claire had Noon from November 23-25.  

Bay Area

December 6, 2023

TZ spotted at Target in the San Francisco Bay Area.  link

December 7, 2023

Tom and Z spotted in San Francisco.  link

London

December 13, 2023

Tom and Z visited the Royal Marsden Hospital in London.  link link2 link3 link4 link5 link6 link7 link8 link9 link10

December 19, 2023

Tom and Z were photographed shopping in London.  link

December 20, 2023

TZ were spotted shopping again today -- ‘tis the season.  link

December 21, 2023

TZ with the Hollands at The Little Big Things musical.  link link2 link3 link4 link5 link6

LA

January 14, 2024

During an interview at the Critics Choice Awards, Tom mentioned that he and Z will occasionally watch “Spider-man 1″ (Spider-man: Homecoming) to reminisce.  link

January 23, 2024

Tom posted a photo of Z in Paris to his story.  He also reposted and captioned a video of Z featuring lyrics from Cupid’s Chokehold with “This was made for me 😂” hence, confirming Z is his girlfriend.  link link2

London

February 14, 2024

TZ spent Valentine’s Day with Tom’s family celebrating the twins’ birthday at a pub.  link

February 15, 2024

Tom at the Dune 2 red carpet premiere in London.  link link2 link3 link4 link5

Tom and Z arriving at the Dune 2 after-party.  link link2

TZ leaving the Dune 2 after party together.  link

TZ were both styled in black fits for the event, with Tom dressed in Louis Vuitton, his ambassador girlfriend’s brand.  link

February 21, 2024

Tom posted the second Challengers trailer to his Instagram story.  link

February 2024 

Z said Tom has beautiful charisma and that “it works for me”.  link

Z said, "I think the more I'm around British people and they're my family now..."  link

When asked if she could bring back one thing from the UK, Z said her boyfriend.  link

California

March 17, 2024

TZ at the Indian Wells Open in California.  link link2 link3 link4 link5

Indian Wells Open

London

April 10, 2024

Tom at Z’s Challengers premiere in London.  link link2 link3 link4 link5 link6 link7

April 11, 2024

Tom and Z papped together in London.  link

April 19, 2024

Law once again confirmed tomdaya 1.0.  link

May 10, 2024

TZ photographed holding hands in London.  link

May 23, 2024

Z arriving at the opening night performance of Tom’s Romeo & Juliet on the West End.  link  TZ departed the theater together.  link2 link3 link4

Z took photos of Tom waving to the crowd from inside their ride.  link

TZ attended the Romeo & Juliet after-party.  link

May 29, 2024

TZ papped out and about in London.  link

June 5, 2024

Tom and Z photographed with a fan at the mall in Kingston.  link

June 6, 2024

Zendaya waiting for Tom after his PM Romeo & Juliet performance.  link link2

June 7, 2024

Z attended Tom’s Romeo & Juliet play tonight.  They exited the theater together holding hands.  link link2 link3 link4 link5 link6 link7

June 13, 2024

Zendaya exited the stage door tonight with Tom.  link link2

June 22, 2024

Romeo and Noon at the Duke of York’s Theatre today.  link link2 link3

June 23, 2024

Noon with Tom again tonight at the Duke of York’s Theatre.  link link2

June 28, 2024

Tom walked Noon, sans Zendaya, in Richmond Park.  link

July 1, 2024

Noon once again at the theater with Tom.  link link2 link3

July 13, 2024

Z with Nikki and Claire at Wimbledon.  link

July 19, 2024

Z attended another one of Tom’s Romeo & Juliet performances.  link

July 21, 2024

Tom and Z spotted out and about in Wimbledon.  link

July 27, 2024

Tom was papped walking TZ’s new protection pup, Daphne.  link

July 31, 2024

TZ spotted dining out and kissing in London near the Duke of York’s Theatre.  link link2 link3

August 3, 2024

Zendaya arrived at the Duke of York’s Theatre with a bouquet of roses for Tom’s final Romeo & Juliet performance on the West End.  link link2 link3

August 4, 2024

Tom and Z spotted walking their dogs in Richmond Park.  link

Hotel Castello di Reschio, Umbria Italy (Vacation)

August 6-20, 2024

Tom and Z vacationed at the Hotel Castello di Reschio in Umbria Italy.  link link2

Perugia Italy

August 12, 2024

Tom and Z photographed at the National Gallery in Perugia Italy.  link

August 14, 2024

Z and Tom spotted again in Perugia Italy.  link

August 19, 2024

Another Tom and Z sighting in Perugia.  link

August 20, 2024

Tom and Z spotted at the airport in Perugia.  link

London

August 22, 2024

Z and Tom in Kingston.  link

Scotland

August 26-27, 2024

TZ spotted dining at Gleneagles restaurants in Scotland.  link link2

August 28, 2024

Tom and Z photographed at Glasgow Airport in Scotland link and spotted holding hands.  link2

California

August 30-31, 2024

Zendaya and Tom photographed in LA at the airport and shopping in Calabasas.  link link2 link3 link4 link5 link6

September 1, 2024

TZ were spotted in Berkeley getting frozen yogurt and in San Francisco.  link link2

London

September 7, 2024

TZ at the musical, The Baker’s Wife, at Menier Chocolate Factory in London.  link link2 link3 link4 link5 link6

September 8, 2024

Tom and Z spotted in Surbiton.  link

Cornwall 

September 9-13, 2024, Holland Family Vacation

Tom and Zendaya with fans in Cornwall  link link2

September 10, 2024

TZ spotted at a supermarket, having breakfast at a small cafe, and on CCTV while on vacation in Cornwall.  link link2 link3 link4 link5

September 13, 2024

Dom Holland blogged about the Holland family holiday in St. Austell in Cornwall England.  link