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2026-09-15 08:45:17
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Daddy's little agent WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR
My head rushes with all the information I have.Remy definitely knows something. He’s involved with something. All three of them are. Seventeen more lives have been lost because of whatever it is they’re up to. I can’t continue to deny this fact.And Chels. My partner is missing.I hurry, side burning, but I don’t stop. My apartment is the only place we’ve met. She will be waiting for me there. Hopefully.On the way there, I pull up every news channel in Brighton Falls. None of them have any information on the newly dead seventeen people. Everything on the news seems to be tailored to look like everything is sunny and dandy in Brighton Falls.Nothing about any bodies or deaths.The Devil’s pull has always been frightening, but watching it now is a different experience. If I hadn’t heard the conversation about the dead people, I would have believed these articles.The cab rolls into my neighborhood when I refresh for what seems like the thousandth time. Still no news.I take the stair
Daddy's little agent AT THE EXPENSE OF MY SOUL
I like to tease Remy. At the expense of my own life. I’ve never taken my life seriously anyway. If I get to see his face get so red, veins in his neck standing taunt as he physically held himself back from snapping me in half– that means i have his attention, anyway I get it is fine.Like when I patted his face after his apology. I meant to say something, but I didn’t trust my voice enough to say anything that won’t be embarrassing. But his reaction to patting his cheeks made it worthwhile.Chuckling to myself, I put another spoonful in my mouth.When it burned me earlier, I assumed I could handle it. Remy’s temperature is basically boiling, his thermostat everywhere is set to hot roasted Caleb. And so I made the wrongful assumption that I’ve had him in my mouth more times than I can count on one hand, and so I should be impervious to heat.I am not.At least I found out the right way. He’s steaming hot, but food heat burns my tongue. I’m sure I won’t be able to taste anything for a w
Daddy's little agent WALK HIM LIKE A DOG
REMY TEMPLETONThe words taste acrid on my tongue. And I’ve had ash for breakfast on more than one occasion.Everything stills in the house once the words leave me.The shadows clinging to the corners since he’s determined to expel them. The hounds wear a look of shock on their faces. Even him.His eyes that had drooped at the sides with sadness, now sparkle with surprise. The sigh of relief I let out after his eyes look lighter makes me want to snap.Why does his sadness bother me so much? I hate him.Why did i feel terrible about what I said? Why did I apologize?I’m Dominion. I do not apologize for anything. I’m the one people apologized to. I’m still wondering what is going on with my head when he recovers, and pats my cheek with one hand.I wheel around to find him rummaging the drawers again.No sign of gratitude in his expression. I’ve dealt with humans long enough to know how they get when I show them mercy. And I fucking apologized and
Daddy's little agent LEAVE THE LIGHTS OFF
DAY WHATEVER– I LOST COUNT– OF LIVING WITH THE INSUFFERABLE, JERK FACE. REMY TEMPLETON.He’s out there. Right outside my room.I don’t know how I know. But just like I’m sure of my name, I’m sure the bastard is right outside the door.It’s not like i haven’t met the guy, so you have to be wondering why I’m going through such lengths to avoid him. You’ll understand better when I tell you how the past few days have been like for me.Torture.I am actively avoiding thinking about Remy Templeton as anything other than my trainer. It’s incredibly difficult. That night, when he returned to find me in the living room, he could have just apologized for being an ass.He didn’t.Instead, he went all caveman on me. Screaming like a motherfucker, in my face and out of it. That’s not how you treat a patient. Everybody knows that. Plus, nobody disrespects Hana and her excitement in front of me.I did that when she was here, nobody else is allowed when she isn’t. She deserves that. So no matter h
Daddy's little agent THE WAY OF A CAVEMAN IS LONELY
REMY TEMPLETONWhy am I using the front door to my own home?I always use the shadows. The only reason the house still has doors is because I’ve not taken it upon myself to rip it off and seal it.He’s not ready to see this part yet. I still don’t have a handle on how he’d react when he sees the shadows. The only data I have to go on is her reaction.And he’s shown clearly he’s nothing like his grandmother.The hounds had hissed and cussed at me while I went in to check on him. I asked if they’d forgotten what master they both served, who they were born to protect. But they ignored me to play fucking house pets with him.I hover at the front door, still unable to bring myself in to him.He’s… something. And I’ve had a long day with work and everything going on. I cannot guarantee that I won’t go in there and snap at him again.It’s like he sees what buttons not to press with me, and goes ahead to press each and every one of them with a fucking sex
Daddy's little agent LIFE OF A PRAYING MANTIS
DAY ONE OF LIVING WITH REMY TEMPLETON, ALSO KNOWN AS THE BANE OF MY EXISTENCE.I barge in with my few things and pick a room for myself in his large house, I have no intentions of sharing every sleeping and waking moment with that asshole. Hell perked up after seeing me, and actually walked into the room I’d chosen– the one furthest from his room.Fire was hot on his tail and three of us slammed the door shut in his face. Well, I did, but it felt like I had their blessing so it counts.When I crash on the large bed, the satisfaction of slamming the door wore off, quickly replaced by pain. Mind numbing pain. I gritted my teeth and held through. I’d suffered through worse.The hounds are quick to note that something is wrong with me, they watch me through eerie eyes which for some reason feel like they’re on my side– not sympathizing per se, since they still look fucking scary– like a friend that doesn’t quite know how to comfort you but tries their best any way.They get into bed with m
Daddy's little agent HIS TRAINER
The bus nearly leaving without me this morning is a clear sign that I need to cut back on alcohol and throw tantrums in more constructive ways… like crocheting, or knitting, or even bringing my neighbors pie in an attempt to have human connection. Or at the very least, get laid.That must be it.
Daddy's little agent PRINCESS CALEB
Startled, I jump away from what I now know is a screen wall, not the harmless thing we all thought it was. But if I’m being honest with myself– that doesn’t happen often– I’d say those eyes were the reason I jumped back.And not just because they appeared so suddenly.That too.But it’s more the in
Daddy's little agent THE PLAYGROUND
I should not have drank so much last night. I’m not the only one who feels that way, Zachary and the guys have their heads hanging in their hands, Rhodes has thrown up twice in the last thirty minutes, and every time the strobing lights passed through my eyelids the urge to hurl something at the
Daddy's little agent THE DECLARATION
“Caleb Doherty does NOT bottom!” Everyone choruses right before falling into fits of drunken laughter. Trying and failing to wipe the smug smile off my face, but it’s difficult. That line is utterly ridiculous in our line of work– well, this new line of work. But it is the line that bought me a ti
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