mamihlapinatapai (n.) a look shared by two people, each wishing that the other would initiate something they both desire but which neither wants to begin. in which a married man fights the forbidden feeling of falling for his co-star. authors note: this book will contain mature themes, and will include cheating.

Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.

y/n has to choose between her roomate and his best friend. TW for smoking, drinking y/n written with she/her pronouns [DISCLAIMER: there might be some smut in this, because quackity and sapnap are okay w/ fics and don't really care, not sure if i will add any though bc im just not good at writing smut. if i did, it would be very vauge] also will be an angsty fic aswell #6 in dsmp as of 04/10 #9 in quackityhq as of 02/07

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK FIVE ---- Tryst (noun): a private romantic rendezvous between lovers, "a moonlight tryst". ---- Your eyes drifted upwards catching onto the glint of the sword that had saved you and following the curve of the blade upwards until you came to a knarled hand, with dirt under the fingernails. You followed the arm upwards until you reached his face - partly obscured underneath a green and white striped hat. You were able to catch onto blue eyes and the scruff of a beard underneath a mop of blonde hair though. What drew your attention most though, was the crow's wings behind him, flared out and glinting by the light of the sword. You hadn't even heard him swoop down for the approach. For someone who hadn't been seen in over a century, the Angel of Death looked young... too young. But then he was spinning away, wings flapping behind him so that he hovered over the ground as he sliced through anything that came too close for comfort. Even the skeletons a ways away weren't safe from his flames when their zombie counterparts came staggering too close. Soon enough, the dark forest was alight with burning undead creatures, providing a light source for you to stagger up to your feet as the Angel slid his sword back into it's scabbard. You weren't expecting him to round on you like he did, fire in his eyes. "What the hell are you doing?"

You always get what you want in life, your parents make good money, you have a ton of friends and you get good grades...what wrong could there be? You don't dwell on this till you're family breaks the news you're moving states. New school, new friends, and new enemies...but nothing can top any of those than wanting...him... b̶u̶t̶ ̶w̶i̶l̶l̶ ̶o̶n̶e̶ ̶g̶i̶r̶l̶ ̶t̶r̶y̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶g̶e̶t̶ ̶i̶n̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶w̶a̶y̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶i̶t̶ ̶a̶l̶l̶?̶