blackberry!

I write fanfiction, (hopefully good lol). You can find me on Tumblr (good job!), Wattpad (blackberrybrambles), and hopefully AO3 soon!

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we are all forgetting Robby is the kind of man to sit on a couch for five whole seconds and immediately start snoring like a 70-year-old man. Head back. Mouth open. annoying the shit out of abbot

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metanoia

(n.) the journey of changing one's mind, heart, self, or way of life.

Dennis Whitaker has spent most of his life obeying rules that were supposed to make the world make sense. Prayer, obedience, silence. The kind of faith that he was told would cure his sickness. The faith that was supposed to rid him of the devil.

Jack Abbot is quieter, steadier. But he has the kind of calm that doesn’t come from peace. It comes from years of war, and losing his wife. Abbots grief isn’t advertised, it’s hidden between massive brick walls.

Michael Robinavitch has sharp edges and an impulsiveness that makes Chihuahuas jealous. But underneath it all, he’s just a man who survived years of instability and neglect.

But when Dennis has a seizure on shift, they all end up in the same orbit. What starts as simple proximity turns into much, much more. And for some reason? No one’s saying anything to stop it.