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「 closed starter. 」 ezekiel and theodora. @howmcnythings

THERE WAS SOMETHING SETTLING ABOUT WATCHING FIRE BURN. the warmth. the c r a c k l i n g sounds of something burning. the bright light you just couldn't look away from. heck, could even be the scent of burning wood. it just felt comforting. for a man who rarely knew peace, this moment, sitting here alone waiting– brought him the most peace. seeing adelina and than henrietta. . . it didn't bring the comfort is should have. or at least, it didn't feel complete. something was off. so he sat there and waited. wasn't fully sure why–- at least not until he heard HER.

“ now there's a sound i thought i'd never hear again. ” he spoke softly. this was what he had been waiting for. zeke wasn't sure how he knew she was there, or how he even knew to wait there for her to show up. maybe it was some ghostly intuition. but the moment he heard her, he k n e w for sure. he didn't need to turn. “ teddy. ”

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THE COMMENT ALONE MADE HIM GLAD HE STARTED HERE. he knew he'd tell her what he found out, but still. her entire demeanour settled something in him. he laughed– honest to god laughed. he couldn't remember laughing on the other side. interesting. “ i didn't think i would either. ” he admitted. his tone held a lot of emotions, but like her, he kept everything off his face. he had to. at least for the moment. only amusement showed. “ couldn't keep letting the three stooges have all the fun. ”

he didn't think had a reason to be here. sure he was bitter at what he lost. and of course he wanted to tell catalina what he learned instead of allowing the parents to keep lying. there was a lot he wanted to do with his life. a lot he wanted to protect his siblings from. but– his mind paused at that thought. “ maybe we should have known i would find peace even in death. ” he said dryly.

Catalina knew that ghosts roamed Northknot, she also knew that in a town like this, she should expect the unexpected. Yet, as her brother, her dead brother, appeared in front of her, she was surprised. It had been so long since she'd last seen him, it was almost overwhelming. You would never know how she felt though, she was the queen of keeping a deadpan expression regardless of the situation at hand.

"Tomas," she said, saying his name to him the way he was saying hers to her. "Shit, it's about time you reared that ugly head of yours," she said teasingly, looking him in the eye for a moment, trying to gauge what he was thinking and feeling. "I didn't think you'd cross over here at all, it's been.. too long."

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「 closed starter. 」 tomas and emilia. @mcnstercus

SOMETHING IN HIM B R O K E – he wasn't sure what did it for him. but he realised it officially when he happened to see emilia. his younger sister. the sight of her used to make him smile, yet as he caught sight of her, he found himself frowning. he knows what happens after someone dies. . . life goes on. people grow up and eventually stop mourning you. it was a g i v e n. it's what he wanted for his sisters. yet–- he couldn't stop the aching feeling. but like for cat, he pushed it all aside and decided to approach his youngest sister... who was officially older than him now. how fucked up is that?! his mind offered bitterly. she had just put in an order when he ended up behind her. “ i'll take the same thing. ” he told the lady behind the stand, then waited for his sister to turn to him.

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「 closed starter. 」 tomas and catalina. @howmcnythings

TO SAY IT WAS J A R R I N G BEING BACK FELT LIKE AN UNDERSTATEMENT. there weren't words to describe it. it's not like he was actually alive again. though he he did feel more alive then he did when he was on the other side. . . yet somehow also felt more dead. it almost felt like waking up from a dream and knowing you're still asleep. he almost hadn't thought this was real. if it wasn't for him actually interacting with someone else.

now that he knew it was real, there was one thing on his mind. his sisters. he had to find them. had to tell them. and yet, the moment he was in front of cat, he knew he couldn't just say it. he wouldn't keep it from her. HE WOULDN'T BE LIKE THEIR PARENTS. but he also couldn't just crush her. it's not what he wanted his reunion to be like. “ cat– ” he gasped out. for someone who didn't need to breathe, he sure did feel like he was out of breath a lot. the angry was overwhelming. being in front of her, learning all he did, feeling all he had!!! it was too much. but yet, he met her gaze and everything calmed for a minute. despite everything he felt, she was his sister no matter what. that's all that mattered. “ catalina. ” he tried again.

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ZEKE HELD ONTO HER JUST AS TIGHTLY, arms wrapped around her like he was afraid she’d vanish if he let go. her voice, her warmth—even the way she cried—it was real. she was real. and he never thought he’d get to feel this again. “ i don’t know. ” he breathed, eyes shut tight as if that would help him hold it all together. “ i don’t know how i’m here. one minute, i was in the trenches and everything was just… gone. and then—then i woke up. in northknot. but i wasn't- ” his memories were a mess. it's like he knows they're there, but he can't fully grasp them. but he wasn't human. had she not known that? no. no, he drank the vial after coming close to death... he did die after. there was so much happening. it was so fast. he couldn't breathe–- did he even need to?!

trying to clear his mind again, to focus on what was in front of him. he pulled back just enough to look at her face, to study all the ways she’d changed and stayed the same. his hand hovered near her cheek, like he needed to make sure she wouldn’t disappear too. “ i know i’m dead. i know i am. but somehow i can… feel. touch. be. ” his voice cracked a little, part wonder, part heart b r e a k. “ i didn’t think i’d ever see you again. ” he gave a watery laugh and whispered “ god, hen… you’re really here. ” then, more seriously, “ where’s teddy? is she—are you both okay? ”

Hen didn't realize she was running, until she was throwing her arms around her brother in a tight hug, the tears already coming. He was here, like for real, and in that moment, everything finally hit her, the way she never dealt with missing him for a century. She spent so long burying those feelings so deep in favor of protecting and helping their younger sister. Hen felt like she had just turned all over again, the emotions felt so out of control. "How... how are you even here? You were human, you died human."

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HIS ARMS TIGHTENED AROUND HER, NOT TOO MUCH, BUT JUST ENOUGH— like he was grounding both of them. like if he held her hard enough, she wouldn’t slip away again. like maybe he wouldn’t either. he closed his eyes for a second, breathing her in even though he didn’t need to breathe. she was alive. she was here. she was hurting. “ my greenbean… ” he whispered again, the word catching in his throat this time. he pulled back just enough to look at her face, to see all that pain, all that heartbreak that no one else seemed to notice or carry for her.

“ i know. ” he said softly. “ i saw it all. i see everything. and i hate it. i hate that i couldn’t hold you, couldn’t stop you, couldn’t take it all away. ” his hand lifted, brushing her hair from her face like he used to when she was small. there was so much grief in his eyes. ten years of watching. of screaming into silence. “ you almost came to me. and i want to say i’m glad it didn’t work— but saying that feels cruel when i know how much it hurts here. how tired you are. ” he paused, jaw tightening, fighting his own emotions. “ but if you’d crossed over… i wouldn’t have been able to come back for you. not like this. i would’ve lost you all over again. ”

he shook his head. “ why now? i don’t know. i’ve been begging the universe to let me show up. to let you see me. i don’t know if it was the pain… or the timing… or something i’ll never understand, but— ” he held her face gently in his hands. “ you needed someone. and for once, it listened. ” his voice broke. “ i wish it hadn’t taken this for me to be brought back. but i’m here now. i’m here, elsa. and i’m not leaving you again. ” there was steel in his voice now, even through the pain. he wasn’t going to fade again. not while she needed him.

Her father holding her broke her in a way she couldn't describe. The tears that had wanted to fall came out full force, and Elsa let out a sob that she desperately needed to release. Had he seen everything that happened? Was her doing this the reason he came back? The nickname brought her back to being a little girl, him using the name any time she was feeling sad, or she needed to smile.

"I could have been with you on the other side but it didn't work," she choked out. Being with her parents wasn't the reason she'd tried to kill herself, but she had definitely thought about it when she decided she was going to do it. Being reunited with them would have been one bright side of leaving behind the people on this side.

"Why? Why now?"

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TOMAS HADN’T MEANT TO LINGER — not really. but the square was quiet in the way places s o m e t i m e s are when they’ve forgotten you exist. and tomas had gotten good at slipping through unnoticed, trailing a half-forgotten warmth where his footsteps land. he’d been watching the fountain. not her. or so he told himself. she looked like chaos wrapped in sunlight and vapor, and he was mostly saltwater and silence these days. when she spoke — loud, sharp, sun-bright — it startled something in him. but not unpleasantly.

he didn’t walk over so much as appear, the way ghosts sometimes do when they’re curious. hands in his jacket pockets. expression unreadable, save for the ghost of a smile t u g g i n g at his mouth. “ i think i had one of those days a few years ago. ” a pause. “ dying. definitely a change. ” he tilted his head, studying her like she was more real than the rest of the world. “ you looking for the slap, or just waiting for it? ”

COLETTE SAT ON THE EDGE OF THE FOUNTAIN in the town square , legs crossed , a half-melted iced coffee sweating beside her . she’d told the costume director she needed an early break due to ❛ creative burnout ❜ . the late afternoon sun cast a warm glow across the stone , and truth be told , she already felt much better — despite the burnout excuse being a total lie . she’d actually been feeling very inspired lately . but something about being under an open sky felt better than the stuffy backrooms of the theater . a cherry-lime menthol flavored vape twirled between her fingers — more for the d r a m a than the nicotine . she had nowhere to be and too much energy to sit still , which usually meant one thing: trouble. either it found her, or she found it — usually the latter . glancing up at whoever passed just a little too close , she smirked and called out , ❝ you ever have one of those days where everything feels like change is about to slap you in the face ?? ❞

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LUCIEN CAUGHT HER, ALWAYS. as if his very bones were carved to fit her hands, his arms a sanctuary where only she belonged. the door thudded shut behind them, forgotten, the world n a r r o w i n g to her voice, her body, the heat of her need. “ then keep me. ” he murmured, voice like molten dusk against her ear. “ lock every door. burn the damn key. i’ve no intention of leaving. ” his lips brushed her jaw, reverent, possessive. “ there’s nothing out there for me. nothing like you. ”

he walked her backward, slowly, deliberately, his mouth never leaving her skin—cheek, throat, collarbone—each kiss a vow inked in fire and reverence. when he reached the wall, he pressed her against it gently but firmly, one hand still holding her up, the other sliding down her thigh to a n c h o r her to him. at her command, he met her gaze—his eyes glowing faintly, not with hunger, but with something far DEEPER. worship. d e v o t i o n. need. “ you want proof? ” he rasped, lips curling into a grin that was all predator and priest, sinner and saint. “ i’ll give you a thousand lifetimes’ worth. ”

then he kissed her again, this time slower—no less intense, but full of the kind of fire only eternity could forge. his hips pinned her; his hands worshipped her. when he moved to her neck again, this time, he bit—not to hurt, not to take—but to mark. a silent signature of love and loyalty etched into the very e s s e n c e of her being. “ mine. ” he growled softly into her skin, before meeting her eyes again, the weight of his promise heavy in the air. “ and i am forever yours, irina. in war, in peace. in ruin. in rebirth. there is no version of this world where i don’t choose you. ” the vow ran deep. meaningful, full of passion.

Irina knew that Lucien was stronger than her. She knew very well that he could overpower her and take charge. She revelled in how he let her cage him in, taking control and owning the situation. He had always seen her strength in every situation, let her use it. He made his own signs of possession though, a hand in her hair and pressed against her hip. He was keeping her in place.

Kissing him, she reached behind him to unlock their door and pushed him inside, jumping up into his arms without hesitation as she knew he would catch her, "I think I might keep you here, never let you leave me again," she mumbled, their teeth clattering together as she spoke of her wishes. A large part of her felt empty when he wasn't here and no amount of helping the people in the town they'd built together filled it. Only him.

Irina's breath caught in her throat. An instinctual reaction, seeing as she didn't need to breathe. Many centuries ago, his fangs brushing her skin had meant she was nearing death, before he decided to turn her instead. Now, it only meant passion, heat, love. She pulled away from the kiss, only momentarily, "Show me. Prove it," she insisted before leaning back in again. Irina did not need him to prove who he belonged to but she wanted it regardless, loving the way he took her, possessed her while also giving himself completely to her.

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STEPPING INSIDE LIKE SHE BELONGED THERE— “ if i knocked, you'd have too much time to come up with an excuse not to see me. ” she said, grinning at the man. she dropped her bag on the chair and gave him a once-over, eyes lingering just a second too long. “ and let’s be honest, i’m your favourite kind of emergency. ”

her gaze f l i c k e d to the book in his hands, and she walked closer, lowering her voice just slightly. “ what tragic story are you using to avoid your feelings today, aiden? ” a hint of a smirk pulled at her lips before she sank into the opposite end of the couch, close but not touching. “ figured i’d stop by, remind you that reality isn’t all that bad—especially when i’m in it. ”

"You know," Aiden said, looking up from the couch where he had been reading as Josefina entered his flat, "I did give you that key for emergencies. You are meant to knock," he finished but his tone was light-hearted. She knew he didn't mind at all when she showed up unannounced. It was common for both of them, "To what do I owe the pleasure today, Josie?"

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「 closed starter. 」 aspen and edrian. @fikazephyr

THE PATH NARROWED BEFORE OPENING INTO THE CLEARING, where moss blanketed the earth like an invitation. the trees bent just enough to let the light through — soft and dappled, catching on dust motes and drifting leaves. it felt like a place meant to be found only once. aspen stepped into it like she belonged.

and in a way, she did.

she’d walked here without thinking, or maybe because she’d been thinking too much. either way, her feet had brought her here. and so had his. he was there already, seated on the low stone ledge near the old spring, half-turned like he hadn’t decided whether he was waiting or just passing time. the forest had already started to settle around him, but it shifted when she arrived — quiet, subtle, the way trees lean toward light.

she slowed, but didn’t stop. “ edrian. ” she said his name the way she might open a book — with curiosity, not expectation.

she crossed the last few steps toward him, hands tucked loosely behind her back, her posture as effortless as it was deliberate. there was a steady gravity seemed that follow her everywhere she went.

her gaze drifted to where his hand rested on his knee — fingers tapping once, then stilling. that made her smile, faint and fleeting, gone before it could settle. “ i didn’t think i’d see you out here. ”

a pause. then, more gently: “ or maybe i did. ”

she didn’t explain it, didn’t rush to fill the quiet that came after. aspen was comfortable with silence — hers and everyone else’s. she moved to sit beside him, not too close, but close enough that the warmth of her presence reached across the space.

her voice, when it came again, was quieter. less command, more something else. “ tell me. . . ” another beat. “ what are we looking at tonight? ” she glanced sideways at him then, the smallest tilt of her head — eyes bright, steady, and maybe just the slightest bit amused. “ i do adore when you fill the silence of the night.. ”

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THE MAN WAS GROWING TIRED– not actually. he was sure he could be tired. but emotionally. despite it being ten years, he'd never get used to watching his children SUFFER. elsa... elsa had been so strong for so long now. he watched it all and couldn't do anything. he kept trying to stop flickering in and out. he wanted to be there for his kids. even if they didn't need him. he wanted them to know he was there for them. even if he had to go away again. he tried over and over again. to appear in front of elsa... in front of quinn. nothing worked.

he screamed loudly and no one heard.

something in him b r o k e watching elsa attempt. he tried to stay by her side. so she wouldn't alone. he did mostly. then everything went black... he wasn't sure what was happening, he just knew he had to get back. she didn't deserve to be alone through this! “ send me back. send me back! SEND ME BACK! ” he kept repeating.

there was a bright light, followed by a buzzing feeling... and suddenly. dad... he stood before her! she could see him. she spoke to him!! “ hey greenbean. ” he finally spoke. his voice shook with emotion. “ sorry it took me so long. ” he managed to get out before stepping closer to her and wrapping her in his arms. “ i got you... i got you. ”

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Elsa knew she had a choice to make, but she still didn’t know what to do. Getting real help scared her so much, but she didn’t want to live without her wife either. It left her with two options, and she found herself pondering them a lot. She was lost in her thoughts when a figure she hadn’t seen in years appeared. “Dad…” she whispered, her eyes immediately filling with tears as she looked at him from her hospital bed.

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GRAYSON HUFFED A SOFT LAUGH, shaking his head. “ damn right it would. ” he agreed, though his tone stayed easy, the kind of banter that settled deep into his bones like muscle memory by now. noah was one of the few people grayson could relax around, even if he’d never admit it out loud. there weren’t many constants in his life, but noah? noah had always been one.

at the mention of the pack and the diner, grayson let himself smile, a quiet pride tugging at the corner of his mouth. “ glad to hear the pack's doing alright. the full moon hit harder than usual, but they b o u n c e d back quick. guess we’re stubborn like that. ” he ran a hand through his hair, absently rolling his shoulders as if working out some of that leftover tension from the last run. “ and me? ” grayson let out a slow breath, considering for a beat before answering honestly. “ could’ve been worse. could’ve been better. ” he glanced at noah then, his gaze steady but not heavy.

he leaned back again, more casual now. “ but you? you’re always checking on everyone else, but how’re you really doing, noah? and don’t give me the ‘i’m fine, boss,’ routine either. i’ll smell the lie on you. ”

"Because the pack and the diner would fall apart without me," Noah retorted, smirking slightly. While talking to Grayson, things felt somewhat normal for Noah. Like nothing heartbreaking had ever happened. It was one of the friendships that had lasted through his grief and things had never changed. He shrugged, "Nothing's up. Diner is still turning a profit. I checked in with every werewolf who came in from the pack after the last full moon. Most took up the offer of the free coffee with offer but pretty much all of them seem to have recovered from it well. What about you? Did your full moon go alright."