HauntedOre's profile picture. ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠso you feel entitled to a sense of control, and make decisions that you think are your own. you are a stranger here, why have you come?

“ 𝗵𝗮𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲

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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠso you feel entitled to a sense of control, and make decisions that you think are your own. you are a stranger here, why have you come?

ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ @cradletothecage

we mothers do what we can to keep our sons from the grave, though they do seem to yearn for it.



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.



ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ@warjournalentry

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



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? ”



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

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.



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?



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


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 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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⠀ 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝕯𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥. . . iris morningstar an oc crafted for the spn verse ☆ dark themes present mdni . . . 𝖂𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 ⠀


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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞.



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