“ 𝗵𝗮𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲

Mary turned only when he had pulled her into his orbit. She spared one glance back at the journal before walking deeper into the apartment. She read his journal a couple years ago. It was painful. "What'd you write about tonight?" It was far more interesting than the nausea.

“ been there. ” he stood, bones creaking and groaning as he stretched his spine. “ c'mon, let's get you all tucked in. ” his arm wrapped around her waist, hand settling on her hip.

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⅋ᅠᅠ𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝗒͟𝗈͟𝗎͟𝗋 𝑫𝑨𝑼𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑬𝑹.@vaingloire

ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ@warjournalentry

it was a match arranged by angels in heaven but wrecked by demons from hades .

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Robe pulled closed as she leaned against the door frame. "Couldn't sleep." She shrugged. "It's hard to sleep (without you next to me) nowadays."

he took a long breath, flipping closed his journal and tossing the biro on the table. “ what're you still doing up? ”

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Maybe he should come to bed? His hands don't hurt from writing?

‍ ‍ ♱ ‍ 𝓗𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍， ‍ 𝓗𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍。@LAMENTAMORE

the past didn't find him in his dreams anymore. it found him in the quiet wakeful hours when the only monster left to fight was himself.

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“ 𝗵𝗮𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲@HauntedOre·7 Eyl

ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ @warjournalentry

if i lose everything in the fire， i’m sending all my love to you.

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Ugh. I remember high school. [Mostly remembered being groomed to hunt] I'm like 33, Iris... but yes. [Subtle roll of eyes] I just wanted to see you. Have you started school yet?

secret is safe with me! [ most of her life was shrouded in secrets ] yup, sophomore now! [ iris grinned, sam was the only one who enforced school on her really. ] bet sneaking around makes you feel young again, huh?

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[Thumb teasing the edge of his beard] You look handsome either way, John.

over the whole clean-shaven thing, huh? noted.

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[Smitten] Twice as handsome. The beard happens to be my favorite.

twice as handsome too, right?

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Shut up. You're twice my age, now.

right. me either. [ s n o r t ]

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Alright. I'm not that old.

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Mmm, you're making feel old. [She is old. Mary hugs Iris tight.] Don't tell your grandpa I'm here. [Or Sam.] Look at you. [Smiliing] What grade are you in now? 10th?

missed you grams! [ iris flung herself forward, into the womans arms ]

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I meant everything else. [Arms opening for a hug]

a little under 5'2, so not too much of a difference! heh.

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“ 𝗵𝗮𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 ری ٹویٹ کیا

𝕾𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝕮𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐱@defyingprophecy·28 Ağu

⠀ i know i was made to be a 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐍, i know i cannot ask for 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐓𝐇, but 𝒈𝒐𝒅 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆, i am tired of being a 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐅𝐄. i do not want to be this 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 anymore. ⠀

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...@ELECTRAEDHEART

some nights i feel so close to figuring it out ; so close to some epiphany that will make all this suffering make sense .

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Way too big now.

what's up, gang?

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can see that," she smiled. It was different now. He was different now. They both were— it felt like sharing a space with a stranger. Sometimes, she saw flecks of old John in his eyes. "What did you tell them?" The kids.

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No, he didn't. She didn't argue that, though. Just settled into the wooden chair and arranged the glasses. If resurrection wasn't enough... this surely topped the cake of the worst scenarios. Instead of pouring the juice, she folded her arms over the table. "Yeah, I (...)