🐺 🤕🔺!!!!
Thank you swifty! Taking it upon myself to swap out that wolf for a bird, as I'm now all out of hand it over to share! Onto part 2, which is Gale POV, and called demon-killing work.
🐤 demon-killing work 🐤
It grows. It grows and grows. John gives and gives and gives and the tree grows, and it doesn't exhaust John because he is a water source of infinite supply. He offers love with every bone in his body, and all the muscles and fat and skin besides. Gale can drink and never deplete him.
🤕 gale turns back 🤕 (following on from @crowtits' snippet here)
Gale tries to get his hands under him, to push up from the ground. He's shoved back down again, and there's a fresh burst of expletives from Bucky's direction.
'What is happening here?' clips out a voice. The W is fricative.
🔺triad au🔺 (following on from anon's snippet here)
Gale is five-am alert beside her. He shunts his body down the bed with a drag of his ankles in the bedding, a shuffle of his ass. He’s ready to put his feet on the floor at any moment.
‘Did it happen?’ he asks quietly.
Marge hears John’s voice then; the hoarse, heartbroken, ‘yeah. Can I come over?’










