#soulsown

[rebelmasked-a-blog]

soulsown replied to your post: Everyone in OW when looking at Wrench: I GOTTA DAD...

listen here son we’re going grocery shopping today, first stop . local cemetery

All the Reapers I know are trying to Dad Wrench what ARE YOU TRYING TO SAY HERE. 

[wakairyuu]

soulsown replied to your post: do you ever just read someone’s tag wrong?

same thing have u met them

BLESS

[kirykeio-blog]

There stands the reaper, claws stained with the blood of another and what seems to be the figure of a young child . Gasps surrounded the ghost as he slowly made his way towards the doctor, only to gently place the poor child amongst the rest of her wounded . ' consider this ... a Christmas miracle '

voices  die  down  &  people  part  around  her,  sharp  inhales  marking  their  surprise.   attention  caught,  mercy  follows  their  stares.   no  one  stirs  as  he  approaches,  &  chills  run  down  her  spine;  shoulders  tighten  in  a  wave  of  fear.   a  place  of  healing,  a  sanctuary,  sacred,  for  the  wounded.   he  was  a creature  of  nightmares,  something  the  ill  would  never  deserve  to  lay  eyes  on.   but  he  was  here;  he found  her.

she  sees  the  child  &  only  stiffens  more;  her  composure  hardens  to  bury  her  dread.   what had he done?   she  wants  to  take  the  child  from  him  though  she  stands  frozen;  she  can’t  remember  the  last  time  she  saw  him.   here  she  felt  as  safe  as  she  made  it  for  patients.   no  harm  is  brought  here  —  it’s  meant  to  be  free  of  threat,  free  of  him.   holding  her  breath  until  the  reaper  sets  him  down.   she  moves  immediately  to  his  side,  checking  pulse  &  breathing.   he’s  okay,  &  she  looks  up  to  colleagues  to  motion  them  over  before  meeting  his  vacant  eyes.

this  is  a  reminder  she  never  wanted,  &  something  holidays  could  do  without.   he  knows  where  she  is,  but  reaper  brought  someone  in  need,  someone  that  she  could  help  instead  of  a  terrorizing  the  people.   in  a  twisted  sense,  angela  isn’t  wrong  to  consider  it  a  miracle  as  he  says.   this  is  humane,  a  more  gentle  gesture  than  she  thought  him  capable  of.   she  won’t  push  her  luck;  breath  shaky  she  inhales  deep,  her  voice  almost  pleading  beneath  her  brisk  demeanor.

❝   ---  leave  us.   ❞  

[khronoskairos-blog]

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