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Your father left because you're a disappointment.

Feed my muse terrible lies and try to convince them it's true. Confuse and torment them.

"That's not true. He left because he's an asshole who didn't give two shits about his family or his responsibilities as a husband and father. I had nothing to do with him walking out on us." [ Even as the words are hissed out through clenched teeth, she can feel the sliver of doubt within her - a tugging within the confines of her heart that betrays the false conviction in her words. ]

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#[ IM GONNA DIE ]#the empath;

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Feed my muse terrible lies and try to convince them it's true. Confuse and torment them.

#[ screche pLS ]#prompt;

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”Among other things.”

“How astute of you, what could have possibly given it away McCall?”

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"Gross. Definitely did not need to ever hear that. Ever."

"I was hoping you were back for just a visit - Just thought I would get it confirmed."

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❝I didn’t think it was possible—

—but I have gotten more good-looking since I’ve been gone.❞

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"I don't know about that, but your ego has definitely gotten bigger."

"So you're back now, I'm guessing?"

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#[ actually stiles ]#misc;

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[ William can feel her unease always so succeptible to other people’s emotions his empathy strong with those that are in distress. More so when they are unconciously emitting negative, evil energy. Something he used one hundred percent of the time when he works for the FBI when finding criminals. This was sidetracking him so he shifting so he was sitting more on his side so he could face her entirely. He wants to ease her help her speak without the nervousness most had ]

”Whenever you’re ready.” [ He sits quietly as she explains her situation and the near death experience she had. Now she was worried that something dark and evil was changing inside of her. Will had heard of this before, and often times it was nothing. However, something about her words sent a chill down his spine.] “Hm, I don’t want to alarm you, but I think something may have come back when you were considered dead. A spirit might have latched itself onto yours while you were in limbo. What are these thoughts and feelings, precisely?

[ Will shakes his head at knowing he had seen a lot worse ] “No, no. It doesn’t. I’ve seen a lot and heard a lot of crazier things.”

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[ There's a wrenching feeling of panic in her gut at his words, fear gripping her heart in its icy fist. There was a minute expectation of something like that, but having it confirmed aloud was something else entirely. She swallowed at the lump in her throat, to no avail. How was that possible? She was a werewolf - a supernatural creature that was supposedly stronger than humans. Was whatever came back with her so powerful that even she was susceptible to its influence? Deaton had told her there would be a darkness within her once she came back, but she never expected anything of this level. ] "Do you mean like...A demon?" [ The word itself is a hard pill to swallow, strain evident in her words as she struggled to control her heart and remain calm. ]

"I'm having darker thoughts than usual. Problems with nightmares, too. Both are so...Graphic, and hateful. I want to hurt people...No, I want to kill them. Even people I love. It...It feels like I'm somebody else." [ Something else, rather. She didn't say it, though she could only assume Father Graham knew what she was thinking anyways. ]

"Are you going to have to perform an exorcism on me?" [ She can't help but ask, her voice hedging on just the faintest beginnings of hysteria. ] "Cause I really don't know how I feel about that."

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They say the captain goes down with the ship. So, when the world ends, will God go down with it?

#[ ugh this song don't look at em ]#playlist;

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#musings;

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”Of course, can you describe to me what these problems entail? Come, we can sit down if it’s better for you.”

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"Thank you." [ Her head tips in the slightest inclination of a nod, a tentative yet genuine smile touching her lips as she accepts the offered seat. There's still an uncomfortable foreboding feeling in her chest, slight anxiety over what she's about to divulge, but his kindness puts her at ease - if only slightly. ]

"I, uh, don't really know where to begin, to be honest." [ The admission is a mumbled one, soft and unsure as she played with her fingers out of nervous habit. ] "I had a near death experience a little while ago. Well, not really a near one, since I technically did die, but...I feel like it changed something inside of me. I'm...Starting to not feel like myself. There's this...Darkness, inside of me. I can feel it, and I've never felt it before. It's making me feel and think things I've never experienced before, and it's starting to scare me.."

[ A dry laugh then, bitter and sarcastic. ] "I must sound really crazy to you, don't I?"

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