midnight textings

[cherrytrees]

The Midnight Texting Meme It's the middle of the night and you're trying to catch some z's — or brooding alone in the alleys, as one does — when your phone dings and suddenly a stranger or a friend is texting you. What could they possibly want at this hour? Is it important? Stupid? Are they drunk or maybe just needy? Do they need help hiding a body??? Pick up your phone and find out! Rules: ● Post with your character's name and canon on the subject line, indicate preferences as needed ● Tag others ● Have fun!

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[dealwiththe]

You liked it.

And you always knew I don’t have horns! Which means you *wanted* me to. Even when you didn’t believe me.

[devilsheel]

After a while, yeah.

What? I didn’t know anything until I really got a good look at you. I always assumed the devil had horns and a tail.

[dealwiththe]

The lady is still protesting too much, even after all these years. It’s okay to admit what we both know, darling.

You thought I was a normal, hornless human. And yet, you were fantasizing about a horny devil.

[devilsheel]

I’m not protesting.

You’re right, I did. But you’re the one who kept talking about being the devil, and the devil has horns and a tail. In you know. Old and religious pictures. Stories.

“A horny devil” - you just described yourself.

[dealwiththe]

I know I told you I don’t have them. Before you even shot me! I’m sure I did.

So it really was all you.

Horny *for* the devil.

[devilsheel]

Maybe you did. Maybe you didn't. Fact of the matter is that I still had sex dreams of you with horns.

We were on your sofa btw. I was on top. It was a good make out session. From what I can remember.

[dealwiththe]

And therefore I was right!

But was dream-me as good at kissing as real-me?

[devilsheel]

Were you though? :)

Hmm. I think so. I mean it was PRETTY hot and heavy.

[dealwiththe]

Good. I’d hate to think even a fake version of me wouldn’t be up to snuff in that department.

[devilsheel]

I mean c’mon. Maze had POPCORN. It had to be good.

Still was a little embarrassing and weird, waking up suddenly to her there, watching me while I slept.

[dealwiththe]

I did warn you about living with her.

[devilsheel]

Right. But I didn’t expect that.

[dealwiththe]

No one ever expects Maze.

[devilsheel]

Please tell me she watched you while you slept and had sexy horny devil dreams.

[dealwiththe]

I suppose it’s possible, but we never used to *sleep* much in each other’s company.

[devilsheel]

Why not? Wasn’t she your bodyguard, in the beginning?

[dealwiththe]

That, too. But I was euphemistically referring to the sex.

[devilsheel]

So you two have never… 👉🏻👌🏻💦

[dealwiththe]

Yes of course we have. That’s what I meant by not sleeping much.

[devilsheel]

Right right. You know, they almost got me. Maze and Michael. I walked in on them and immediately assumed it was you with her. And it hurt. It hurt a lot.

I later realized that you wouldn’t do that to me. Ever.

[dealwiththe]

Well. You’re right. I wouldn’t.

Also, I’m thoroughly disgusted by that mental image now.

[devilsheel]

I know. It just took a bit for me to get over.

You’re welcome? Look, how did we go from a baby onesie to talking about your brother almost successfully manipulating me?

Find me a baby onesie. It’s midnight. I can’t sleep. And you’re obviously still up over there.

[dealwiththe]

You’re the one who decided to bring him up, for some unfathomable reason!

Funny how that works, not being able to sleep without you.

??????

[devilsheel]

I don’t know! I was just reminded of that incident! Talking about Maze and you and sex. Stuff. Things.

Yes. Very funny. So you’ll be flying over in about two minutes?

Oh. That’s cute. In a way.

[dealwiththe]

Sure, I can be right over. I always prefer talking to you in person.