all the angels

“Alicent this is—” Harrold starts to introduce but the woman is already standing up, reaching out a hand to shake Alicent’s. “Special Agent Rhaenyra Targaryen,” the woman—Rhaenyra, what a ridiculous name—introduces. Her hand hovers in the air between them, the stale air of the office coming to a standstill. The only movement is the snow falling softly over the New Haven headquarters. Alicent hates December. Though, the sticky heat of summer is an enemy to her now as the build of sweat on the nape of her neck now only reminds her of one thing—one night. Images flicker in her mind—angel wings made of flesh, words penned in blood. She shudders. Special Agent Alicent Hightower is trying to catch a serial killer. When her previous partner is killed in the hunt, she finds herself stuck with one Rhaenyra Targaryen.

hi welcome this fic is the culmination of what happens after it starts getting dark at 4pm and i watch too many detective noirs! just a heads up this fic is heavily inspired by films like se7en and silence of the lambs which means they will include similar levels of gore and sensitive topics. everything should be tagged, but i'll throw an additional warning here because i know there are many tag skimmers amongst us (no shame). the serial killer plot is entirely made up by me and is made up of original names/characters because i like to keep u guys guessing rather than having some easy asoiaf villain to pin it on hehehe and i also just like doing original characters bc then i can bend them to my will for whatever i need yippee !fic title is all the angels by my chemical romancefic playlist is here and i do recommend listening while reading to get prime ominous fall/winter horror vibes