𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨ꜰʟᴏᴏʀ

𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳  𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘶𝘦  ˙⅋  ꜰɪɴᴀʟ  ʀᴇsᴛɪɴɢ  ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ.

[ghostworn]

this  archive  contains  all  currently  available  information  pertaining  to  an  ongoing  federal  investigation  into  𝚂𝚄𝙱𝙹𝙴𝙲𝚃:  𝙼𝙴𝚁𝙲𝙴𝚁,  𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚄𝙼  𝙹. 

subject  has  been  identified  in  connection  with  multiple  unresolved  incidents  of  interest  to  federal  authorities.  contents  of  this  file  include  witness  statements,  field  reports,  recovered  documents,  photographic  evidence,  ˙⅋  incident  logs  collected  across  multiple  jurisdictions.

due  to  the  nature  of  the  investigation,  portions  of  this  file  remain  incomplete,  redacted,  or  unverified.  continued  review  is  authorized  at  the  reader's  discretion.

𝚂𝚄𝙱𝙹𝙴𝙲𝚃 𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚅𝙸𝙴𝚆   a  mutuals only, highly plot dependent,    ˙⅋    low activity  supernatural  based   adaptation  of  an    original  character  named    callum  mercer.   that's a mouthful. established  in  2026.  horribly  massacred  by    britt.

𝙿𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙾𝙶𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙻  𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃  it's  important  to  note   that  the subject  frequently  struggles  with  his  sense  of  worth  outside  of  what  he  can  provide   for  other  people.  years  of  carrying  responsibility,  protecting  others,   ˙⅋  placing  their  needs  above  his  own  have  left  him  with  a  tendency  to   define  himself   by  usefulness  rather  than  identity.  this  pattern has  a  direct  impact   on  the subject's  decision-making,  personal boundaries,  ˙⅋  emotional  well-being.  the subject displays significant difficulty  accepting  care  from  others,  often  proving more  comfortable  being  needed  than  cared  for.  as  a  result,  the subject  routinely minimizes  his  own  needs,  witholds  personal  concerns,  ˙⅋  attempts  to  solve  problems  independently. 

𝙰𝚁𝙲𝙷𝙸𝚅𝙴  𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚇   info.  playlist.  pinterest.  other  home.

[noshxmemusings]

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[ghostworn]

██  █  𝙰𝚁𝙲𝙷𝙸𝚅𝙴  𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚁𝚈  ...  𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦ʀᴇᴅꜰɪᴇʟᴅ  ,  𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛  𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕.  i  expected  to  stay  in   hollow  creek,  utah  for  two   ...  three  days  tops.  not  six  weeks.  it  was  a   prosperous,  old  appalachian  mining  town   that'd  seen  better  days.  the  city  had  a  population  of  maybe  seven  hundred  on  a  good  day.  one  gas  station,  one  church,  one  dive  bar,  one  way  in  or  out,  ˙⅋  one  abandoned  mine  that  damn  near  everyone  avoided.  a  buddy  of  mine  thought  witches  ˙⅋    that's  how  THE  THIRTEENTH  HOLLOW  ended  up  in  my  lap.

fascination  wasn't  the  right  word.  obsession   felt  close.  i  lost  track  of  everything  the  second  i  traced  each  resident  disappearance  back  to  THE  SIX  MOTHERS.  hollow  creek's  founding  women  -  no  husbands,  no  children  listed  on  any  official  transcript,  but  every  family  in  town  could  be  traced  back  to  one  of  them.  they  were  all  over  the  history  ;  1889  to  1899,  completely  unchanged  year  after  year  after  year.  immortality  didn't  work  like  that.  there  were  always  signs  of  aging.  maybe  not  immediately,  but  eventually.  then  they  disappeared.  no  death  certificate,  no  bodies,  just   ...  gone.

ever  since  then,  every  thirteen  years,  thirteen  people  just  cease  to  exist.  i'd  managed  to  track  the  loss  of  169  people  -  not  a  single  one  of  them  has  been  found.   ˙⅋    yet  the  city  continued  to  thrive.

❛  ˙⅋   yeah  ...  that's  about  everything  i  know.  ❜  fingers  double  tap  the  manilla  folder  placed  in  front  of  me,  looking   @redfieled  in  the  eyes  before  sliding  it  in  her  direction.  i  should've  been  an  expert  in  what  came  next  -  the  apology  -  but  it  still  felt  rough   in  my  mouth.  my  tongue  darted  from  my  lips,  wetting  them  before  tucking  the  corner  of  my  lower  lip  between  my  teeth.   ❛  hey  claire  ?  i'm  ...   ❜  sorry  for  fucking  off  for  six  weeks  ?  sorry  for  calling  you  when  i  pulled  my  head  from  my  ass  long  enough  to  recognize  that  i  needed  help  ?  a  quiet,  self-deprecating  breath  of  a  laugh  escaped  on  exhale  ˙⅋    left  me  vulnerable.  i  caught  her  stare  again   ˙⅋   for  a  moment  i  considered  backing  down.  but  then  i  took  a  breath. 

❛  thanks  for  coming.  someone  told  me  i  was  being  kind  of  an  asshole  lately  -  startin'  to  think  they  were  right.  ❜   -----------  ❛  i'm  sorry.  y'know  for  ...  not  callin'  you  back.  it  was  a  dick  move.  ❜

[ghostworn]

cal absolutely uses the term my girl / my man, thank you.

[ghostworn]

██  █  𝙰𝚁𝙲𝙷𝙸𝚅𝙴  𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚁𝚈  ...  𝘣𝘦𝘯ʙʀᴀᴇᴅᴇɴ  ,  𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛  𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕.  shapeshifters  didn't  normally   follow  someone  around  the  country  for  longer  than  a  month  let  alone  years.  they  sure  as  hell  never  maintained  a  single  identity   ˙⅋  they  never  actually  killed  on  delay.  it  went  against  their  nature   -  shifters  were  always  looking  for  something   ...  someone  ...  to  make  them  whole.  what  i'd  learned  over  the  decades  was  that   they  never  found  it.  the  thing  that  completed  them.  didn't  matter  how  many  times  they  actually  had  what  they  were  looking  for,  it  was  never  enough.  they  were  born  to  be  violent,  ravenous  creatures  doomed  to  chase  their  own  happiness  for  all  of  eternity.  they'd  never  before  latched  onto  a  person  ˙⅋  made  it  their  life.

@benbraeden's  story  was  an  anomaly  folded  within  the  havoc  of  habit.  it  was  fascinating.  the  further  i  dug  the  more  invested  i  became  -  this  thing  had  followed  him  for  years,  leaving  a  trail  of  bodies  that  looked  about  as  connected  as  everything  else  did  (  which,  for  the  record,  wasn't  very  connected  at  all  ).  i  had  so  many  questions  ;  why  ben  ?  did  he  piss  it  off  enough  that  it'd  want  to  track  him  ?  ˙⅋  if  so  ...  what  was  it's  end  goal  ?  because  all  i  saw  was  near  guaranteed  mutually  assured  destruction.

❛  why's  it  keepin'  you  alive  ?  ❜  hand  reached  to  scrub  my  face,  stubble  tickling  my  palm.  the  question  was  mostly  rhetorical  -  he  looked  like  he  knew  about  as  much  as  i  did,  but  i  needed  to  ask.  even  if  it  was  just  a  speculation  -  even  if  it  didn't   make  sense.   teeth  sunk  into  the  corner  of  my  lower  lip.   ❛  what's  it  get  outta  makin'  you  a  wanted  man  if  it's  wearing  your  face  ?   sounds  counterintuitive.   ❜

[bak3rs]

˚₊‧꒰ა 🤎🚪💛 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ -> ❝ TAKE ME OUT TO DINNER .. ❞ her slim body falls down next to callum's on the couch. practically on top of him. her shoulder brushes against his , as she leans harder into him. a grin spread across her face. ❝ you know you can take me anywhere. ❞

˚₊‧꒰ა 🤎🚪💛 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ -> @ghostworn 🟫 liked ​ ❝ mercer & gibbs. ❞

[ghostworn]

██  █  ❛  yeah  ?  cause  that  leaves  a  lotta  options  on  the  table.   ❜  i  hated  this  game;  i  lost  every  single  time   ˙⅋  i  couldn't  stop  playing.  what  were  the  rules  ?  still  trying  to  figure  that  out.  how  did  you  play  ?  not  a  fucking  clue.  what  i  did  know  was  that  dinner  was  never  posed  as  a  suggestion   ˙⅋  it'd  be  another  thirty  minutes  before  we  even  got  up  from  the  couch.  why  ?  because  there  was  always  a  game  of  20  questions  to  be  had  when  it  was  just  her  ˙⅋  i.  the  thought  of   feigning  annoyance  crossed  my  mind  for  a  second  before  the  smile  that  gave  me  away  won  out.  i  shifted  in  my  seat  enough  to  see  her  before  i  settled  my  arm  comfortably  against  the  back  of  the  couch  she  rested  on.   ❛  i'll  take   how  nice  do  you  wanna  dress  for  $400,  alex.  ❜

[redriv3r]

hands sweep through blonde locks then linger over her face in an attempt to hide darkening cheeks.ㅤ“ㅤi'm not laughing.ㅤ”ㅤthe twitch at the corner of her mouth states otherwise. there's just something about someone falling that has her teetering on the edge.ㅤ“ㅤthis is a very SERIOUS situation.ㅤ”

STARTER CALLㅤㅤㅤ⸻ㅤㅤㅤsarah for @ghostworn.

[ghostworn]

██  █  neither one of us had  eaten  since  breakfast  ˙⅋   that  was  about  sixteen hours ago.  wasn't  even  breakfast  really  ;  burnt  motel  lobby  coffee  ˙⅋  half  a  stale  donut.  starving  wasn't  a  strong  enough  word  but  it  was  the  one  i  used  on  the  way  back  to  the  truck.  i  was  halfway  through  playfully  complaining  (  first  mistake  ),  eyes  fixed  on  the  clearing  ahead  (  second  mistake  ),  when  my  boot  sank  into  a  muddy,  leaf-covered  pit  (  the  most  devastating  mistake  ).

i  thought  i  could  save  my  ass,  i  really  did,  but  i  overcorrected  ˙⅋   hit  the  ground  hard  enough  to  knock  the  air  from  my  lungs.  for  a  second  i  just  ...  laid  there,  looking  up  through  the  trees  like  the  night  sky  was  going  to  save  me.  i  was  only  mildly  disappointed  when  the  earth  didn't  open  up  ˙⅋  swallow  me  whole.  sarah  didn't  have  to  say  anything  for  me  to  know  exactly  what  she  was  thinking  —  index  went  up,  pausing  mid-air  before  pointing  in  her  direction.  ❛  don't.   ❜

everything  had  dried  by  the  time  we'd  made  it  back  into  town  ˙⅋  found  an  open  diner.  i'd  scrubbed  clean  the  best  i  could  in  the  bathroom,  but  mud  still  lingered  on  my  sleeve.  across  my  knuckles.  a  spot  on  my  cheek  that  wouldn't  go  away  no  matter  how  much  i  wiped.   ❛  y'know,  i  saved  your  ass  today.   ˙⅋  did  a  bunch  of  other  cool  shit.  ❜  the  faded  leather  of  the  booth  seat  crinkled  beneath  my  weight  the  second  i  re-entered  the  conversation.  i  tried  to  stifle  the  smile,  but  the  second  i  looked  up  ˙⅋  caught  her  fighting  her  own,   i  lost.  ❛  none  of  that's  making  your  retelling,  is  it  ?  ❜

[ghostworn]

god,,, your aesthetic and theme is so sexy 😂 i love love love your layout okay !!!!!!!! and you~!!!!!!!!!!! ily

first  of  all  🤌🏼  thank  you  !  that  means  so  much  because  i  struggled  for  a  whole  month  with  his  aesthetic.  it  was  incredibly  discouraging.  so  the  fact  that  people  like  it  makes  me  super  happy  :)

second  —   i  was  literally  formatting  ˙⅋  i  stepped  back  to  look  at  my  aesthetic  ˙⅋  just  !  got  really  happy  because  i  don't  really  want  to  change  a  single  thing  (  minus  my  switch  to  black  ˙⅋  white  )  which  is  almost  unheard  of  tbh.

ANYWAY  THANK  YOU  THANK  YOU  THANK  YOU.  love  you  so  much,  mwah  !

[rotbat]

ֺּׅ𓏽⑅ @ghostworn 𝑠tarter

slowly, her eyes flutter open. a glimpse of light shines in her oculars; arms are trying their best to cover / block the brightness. how bad did she take that fall? god, her head is killing her. where is she? what is this place? there was a ringing within both ears. must be the headache that is just about to start. gaining her consciousness back, the girl rotated her head to the side […] clad boots are present before her eyes as the blonde finally looks up. oh god, he saw … didn’t he ? [ sigh …. ] ❛ am i in one piece ? ❜ of course, she was joking. she knew that she was exactly in one piece.

[ghostworn]

██  █  nobody  hunted  in  gotham.  not  unless  they  absolutely  needed  to  ˙⅋  even  then  it  felt  like  a  bigger  risk  than  it  should've.  to  everyone  else  gotham  was  just  a  city  with  a  horrible  streak  of  attracting   ...  very  bad  people.  to  hunters  ?  it  was   wrong.  damn  near  impossible  things  happened  when  a  hunter  found  themselves  there.

EMF  constantly  fluctuated.  protective  wards  failed  for  no  reason.  demons  refused  to  make  deals  there.  ghosts  lingered  far  longer  than  they  should.  cursed  objects  went  dormant  the  second  they  crossed  into  city  limits.

nobody  knew  why.  or  how  for  that  matter.  it  didn't  bother  me  at  first  —  the  one  unusual  for  a  hunter  sentence  sprawled  across  a  journal  page  :  𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹𝓃'𝓉  𝑒𝓍𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓃  𝒾𝓉.  𝓁𝑒𝒻𝓉  𝒾𝓉  𝒶𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑒.  i  made  a  mental  note  ˙⅋  moved  on.  a  few  weeks  later,  in  a  journal  completely  unrelated  to  the  last  hunter's,  i  saw  it  again.  different  decade,  different  handwriting  —  same  sentence  :  𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵  𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯  𝘪𝘵.  𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵  𝘪𝘵  𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦.  twice  was  a  coincidence,  something  i  tried  really  really  hard  to  believe.  but  by  the  fourth  journal  of  a  new  hunter  fifty  years  after  the  second  ?  after  the  fourth  𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭  𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧  𝐢𝐭.  𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭  𝐢𝐭  𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞  ?   i  was  halfway  out  the  door  before  it  even  registered.

❛  depends  on  what  you  consider  one  piece.   ❜  the  corner  of  my  mouth  twitched  into  what  i  hoped  passed  as  an  almost  smile.  ❛  other  than  a  bitch  of  a  headache  comin'  your  way  ?  you're  fine  —  far  as  i  can  tell.  ❜  gaze  briefly  flicked  between  the  collapsed  concrete  ˙⅋  twisted  metal  in  the  distance  ˙⅋  her,  only  settling  when  i  felt  sorta  sure  the  other  shoe  wasn't  going  to  drop.  ❛  can't  really  say  the  same  for  whatever  landed  you  here.  ❜  ———   ❛  least  you  could  do  is  fill  me  in.  you  did  kinda  crash   my  party.  ❜

[ghostworn]

this is your reminder that i have 0 chill when i write. and i just get carried tf away.

[ghostworn]

hello ! callum and caleb come from a long line of hunters - the mercer family is a prominent name in the community. you would know his mom died, know caleb ‘died,’ know he’s the occult guy, and would likely know that callum and his father are estranged.

you are free to use any of this knowledge in threads.

[bak3rs]

@.BAK3R'S .. an INDEPENDENT - MUTUALS & 21+ only roleplay blog for ELENORE ❝ ellie ❞ GIBBS - an original nc.is character. easily adaptable to any universe. baked with love by spyro. ©

[ghostworn]

also, hi. cal is unapologetically a physical touch girlie. he needs connection with people. it is, quite literally, the only thing that reminds him he's alive.

[ghostworn]

hi hello hi. can you like this if you’re ok with cal flirting with your muse.

[ohisms]

‪‪❤︎‬ ˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 & 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 !    (  a  collection  of  75+ kisses.   feel free to specify the initiating muse.   potentially mature content within.  UPDATED 02/25 !  )

finally kissing the person you’ve been pining for.

pulling them in for a kiss while showering together.

a kiss shared during a game  ( truth or dare,  spin the bottle,  etc ).

kissing your lover to show you forgive them.

a coy, chaste kiss meant to say thank you.

an intimate kiss full of relief the second you're finally alone.

wiping away your lover’s tears as you kiss them.

a kiss muffled by laughter in a library, hidden away among the shelves.

lazy kisses on the sofa while the television runs.

kisses while wrapping your legs around your lover.

a quick peck on the cheek as one party rushes off.

a kiss to prove you don’t have feelings for them.

a kiss to convince them not to leave bed in the morning.

a kiss to distract them from stitching a wound.

a parting kiss before one party goes away for a long time.

biting their lip amidst a kiss, drawing blood.

heated kisses while tugging on their hair.

abruptly kissing a stranger to scare off the people following you.

an emotional kiss bringing one party to tears.

a bruising kiss full of desperation and urgency.

distracting your lover from a task by kissing their neck.

standing on your tiptoes to kiss their forehead.

kissing down the column of your lover's neck, leaving marks.

a kiss while being reunited after a long time.

kissing your lover in a moment of sheer joy.

a dutiful kiss with no true feeling behind it.

kissing your lover to take away their pain.

colliding with a wall, then each other's lips.

a kiss placed over their freshly bandaged wound.

a kiss while slow dancing close and intimately.

sharing a spontaneous kiss with a stranger.

an abrupt ,  heated kiss during the middle of a fight.

a kiss motivated by a dare from a third party.

an adrenaline-fueled kiss while standing on the ledge of a rooftop.

kissing them to shut them up.

urgent, messy kisses as both parties scramble to undress.

a kiss to wake your lover up in the morning.

sharing a kiss in a heavy downpour of rain.

kissing your lover just above their waistband.

kissing your partner to seal a marriage.

pushing your love down onto the bed to worship their body with kisses.

a possessive kiss to stake a claim.

a kiss to resolve suppressed ( romantic / sexual ) tension.

a kiss attempting to convince the other party to stay.

kissing the top of their head as you hold them.

a risky kiss between forbidden lovers.

a kiss while hiding away from flashing cameras.

a kiss that means absolutely nothing.

kissing the swell of your lover's breast.

a kiss that leaves lipstick stains.

a kiss shared on a rooftop while the sun ( sets / rises ).

a flirtatious kiss on the back of the hand.

sensual kisses down the length of their back.

kissing them to confess your true feelings.

sneaking off to a public bathroom to make out.

a kiss to forgive one another after a fight.

a kiss on the forehead as the other sleeps.

an  ( accidental / mutually )  drunken kiss.

an unexpected kiss during a fake dating scheme.

kissing your partner after they've given you head.

caging your lover against a wall with your arms to kiss them.

a kiss after receiving good news.

an emotional kiss, relieved to find your lover alive.

crowded, heated kisses in the backseat of a car.

a tentative ,  exploratory kiss between friends.

a kiss shared between enemies during combat.

a kiss that smears blood everywhere.

kissing them even though you know you shouldn't.

kissing your lover after believing you’d lost them.

a kiss after a devastating event ,  meant to comfort.

a possessive kiss in front of a jealous third party.

kisses while pulling them into your lap.

a heated kiss while holding them by the throat.

kissing your lover under the night sky while stargazing.

a kiss to seal a promise that you just made.

kissing your lover lazily first thing in the morning.

holding your lover by the jaw to kiss them.

holding their face, kissing the tears from their cheeks.

a kiss to your lover’s stomach as you travel down their body.

an abrupt kiss that you melt into after a moment of hesitation.

sleepy ,  domestic morning kisses in the kitchen while making breakfast.

a rushed kiss before one party leaves for work.

a final kiss shared while holding your dying lover.

[ghostworn]

cal is an occult specialist on top of being a hunter.

he hates witches, he hates teens fucking around with occult objects, he hates anyone claiming to be a psychic / medium because all true psychics / mediums he’s met don’t announce themselves, and he absolutely, 100% hates magicians.

[ghostworn]

hey. you should be kissing him now.