#shallow graves aren't meant to keep secrets / main.

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" nightmares no longer wait for sleep. " a sigh drifted past his parted lips, brows narrowing slightly at his own words. his natural easy-going, chill demeanor was replaced by a broody one as he sat back on the couch, the back of his head resting against the cushion, eyes pointed towards the ceiling. if anything, he was exhausted and just needed some sleep. but, sleep was hard to come by with the amount of jobs he had been throwing himself into lately. " is this the bit where i grumble that i need a vacation or is that too much? " too normal.

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“ what — no, i’m not lost. “ he smiled softly, finally switching back to his native tongue. “ sorry, i haven’t been able to speak french in a long time, not since high school. “ he wished that he had been able to speak more often but, no one really spoke the language anymore. and if they did, it was because they were learning before they went on vacation. “ i can switch back if i need to, in case you don’t understand what i’m saying now… “ he should’ve thought about that before. 

"Je m'appelle Maggie," she replied with a small smile of her own. "Tu es perdu, ou quoi?" She couldn't think of many other reasons he would need someone who spoke French. And it wasn't as if she met many on the street who spoke it, either.

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@miidnighters said: ‘ what. the. actual. fuck. ’ from Flynn

" shit! " he quickly covered his weapons up and slammed the trunk of his car shut, wincing slightly at the abrupt thud. " you weren't supposed to see that. " normally he didn't search through his weapons in broad daylight but, he had heard rumors about a few creatures around here so he wanted to make sure that he was prepared. " can you just pretend you didn't see anything? you know, just to save myself the headache. "

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@miidnighters said ❛  are you bleeding?  ❜ (from Bella)

brows lift at her question, he was fairly certain that he wasn’t bleeding. he had made sure to check after his hunt this time. “ no — i don’t think so. “ his gaze averted down to the palms of his hands, flipping them over and taking a look at both of his arms. he then leaned down to get a better look at his legs, making sure to run his hands over every inch to see if he could feel anything seeping through the fabric. “ i’m not finding anything. “ he moved his hands up to his torso, stopping once his fingers brushed over a fresh wound. “ shit. “ he lifted up the hem of his shirt, pulling it up just enough to reveal a small would just below his ribs. “ do you have something i can clean this up with? “ surely she had to, she did mention have a medical background before. 

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 “ forever is an awfully long time, alec — “ he stated simply, looking up at the male. “ — you think you could deal with me for that long? “ he knew that he was stubborn, and could get lost in his head at times but that didn’t alter how he felt about the other. “ i’m willing to try if you are. “ 

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“ i’m sure. “ he shifts awkwardly in his seat, and placed his palm against the bandage on the side of his neck, wishing that there was some way that he could hide it further, but he knows that there’s really nothing he can do. it’s there and, he’s going to have to deal with it. he makes a mental note not to show up here with any bandages that she could see. he didn’t want to risk her asking to see another wound again. 

he picked up his cup of coffee and took another long sip, using that as his chance to stay silent while she spoke. “ you couldn’t handle the blood? “ interesting — his suspicions were already heightened to begin with due to the hunt but, his mind liked to go to one place when one told him that they couldn’t handle blood. “ that’s fair, seeing blood isn’t for everyone. “ he mused, lifting a brow. “ so, aside from being a waitress here, what else do you do? surely you have a day job that pleases you more than this one. “

She's so nosy. She wants to see. But she can't push the issue without completely alienating him and Bella's found that she actually really likes talking to him, so she'll have to let it lie for now.

"Okay, if you're sure."

And then - of course he would ask more questions. "I was a nurse, for a while. In another life." She huffs a laugh - the words were more literal than he would know, given that her nursing training was in the early 1900's. Or maybe he'd guess, given how suspicious he seemed (clearly, this was not an offer humans made to each other on the regular?

Still, even if it had been a while, there were some things that a person retained.

"It didn't agree with me after a while so I moved on. Ended up not being able to handle all the blood." She offers another shrug, paired with a wry smile. "I'm much more suited to doing whatever pleases me at any given moment."

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he pressed his shoulder against his phone, holding it up to his ear as he tried his best to tidy up the hotel room he was currently staying in due to yet another hunt. he pushed his weapons case underneath the bed with the tip of his boot, making sure it was well hidden underneath. “ so, keep talking — “ he paused, replacing his shoulder with his hand to make holding his phone up to his ear a little easier for him. “ — cause i love to hear your voice. “ he chuckled lightly, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. 

spotify wrapped starter — @miidnighters sent ’ 🎁 / for harts ’

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@miidnighters said " I don't have a date, so you do wanna be my plus one? " (from Harts)

he rubbed the back of his neck, a little surprised that she would ask him to be her plus one. he kind of figured she would’ve had a date to something like this but, clearly he was wrong. “ you want me to be your plus one? “ a small smile teased his lips but, he quickly covered it up by taking a sip of his lukewarm coffee, cringing a bit at the abrupt taste. “ is it casual dress or do i have to put on a suit? “ he asked, walking over to the sink and discarding the rest of his coffee into the sink. “ because i do have a suit — “ he turned on the water, rinsing the brown liquid down the drain. “ — you know, in case that’s what i need to wear. “ he turned off the water and turned back to her, arms crossing over his chest. “ and it’s a nice suit too. barely worn. it’ll look nice in pictures. “

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@miidnighters said: " you can't get rid of me that easy " / from Hartley

" wasn't trying to get rid of you, harts. " he mumbled, continuing to pack the trunk of the worn out truck he would often use for his extended hunts. " all i told you was that i needed to leave for a while for a job. not need to get all pouty. " he smirked, trying to tease her a bit as he loaded the last of his things inside the trunk before closing it up. " besides, i did invite you and you told me no, remember? "

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“ it would be. “ though, the thought did cross his mind that he should’ve just brought his own book or a handheld game to keep himself busy while he waited but, he had been running late and didn’t think he had the time to grab either. that, and he was pretty sure he ne longer had a handheld game of any kind. and if he did, it probably wasn’t charged and the screen was ore than likely cracked from how many times he had to move over the years.  he glanced over at him, and gave him a small shrug. “ i mean, if you’re willing to search for a vending machine or a drink cart, i wouldn’t mind coming with you. “ he offered, not wanting him to think that he needed to wander the halls just for him. he didn’t mind doing it himself but, it would’ve been nice to have some company just to ease the nerves about being in the stuffy building. “ i need to get up and walk around anyways, this chair is torture. “ he chuckled, slowly sitting up, and stretching his arms over his head in an attempt to crack the tension in his back. “ i should probably introduce myself properly, shouldn’t i? “ he realized that he should probably introduce himself to the stranger before he went off into the halls with them. “ i’m tristan. “ he smiled softly, turning back towards the male.

He felt a bit relieved when the other responded to him, glad that he didn't insist he hadn't been speaking to him. Even if he hadn't, at least he didn't seem opposed to the conversation beginning. A slight chuckle brushed his lips at mention of video games. Novels were more Sami's thing than the latter, but it was an amusing thought no less. Anything entertaining would be nice at this point.

"That would be nice, wouldn't it?"

A soft hum when he mentioned the kids corner. Xyr gaze fell on the kids at the tiny table across the room. It was true, at least they had blocks and colouring pages. Though, frankly, they were probably not well-kept. Most of the pages were already coloured on, the toys probably covered in germs. Thinking about it made xem shudder a little.

"Mm?" His head tilted to one side, leaning over to the other when he spoke up again, pulling him from his thoughts. "Oh, uh...You know, I'm- I'm not sure, but I wouldn't be opposed to searching for one and, um...Reporting back." Not that he was thirsty. It was more a nice gesture than anything else. The bonus would be it would give him something to do to get rid of his nervous energy that was building the longer he waited in that uncomfortable plastic chair.

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he wasn't really expecting anyone to ask about his past. nor did he expect someone to ask ' why was he a hunter? '. it wasn't a question that came up often, if at all. but, here it was being asked by her, a fellow hunter, and someone that he could only suspect had a past that she wanted to keep buried as well. " right, well, how about another round? " he said after a few awkward moments of silence. he finished what was left out of his bottle, and looked over at her, offering her the smallest smile he could possibly muster. " this ones on me. "

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@miidnighters said: [ text ] Don’t let the demons drag your soul to hell and devour your soul~ (from Hartley )

[ text - hartley ] funny.

[ text - hartley ] but, who's to say they haven't done that already? 😈

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@miidnighters said ❛  i can't wait for it to be summer again ...  ❜ (from Harts)

he’s living for this weather — he’s always be one of a fan of autumn and winter. but to be fair, he is from washington where it’s cold, gloomy, wet and snowy most of the year. so, he is pretty used to it. “ come on, harts. it’s not that bad. “ he rolled his eyes, bumping into her shoulder playfully. “ it’s not even that cold out. “ he’s got some layers on but not much. just a hoodie, and a winter coat over it along with jeans and boots. he doesn’t even have a scarf or a pair of gloves on today. he didn’t feel like he needed them. without another word, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, and pulled her gently to his side to give her some warmth. “ there, is that better? “

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he debated picking up his coffee, and taking another sip but, he refrained, knowing that it would only cause him to stay up even longer and right at this moment, his body was trying its hardest not to completely shut down. he couldn’t remember the last time he slept, or at the very least just sat down and relaxed. usually he would put aside some time for resting during the day but, he had just been too busy tracking down his last hunt that he hadn’t put aside any time for that. “ okay — good, i appreciate it. “ he gave he a tiny tired smile, and opened his journal, turning to the page that he needed. brows furrowed as he looked down at the page, not being able to make any of the words out due to how heavy his eyes felt. “ you might be right about getting some rest. “ he chuckled softly, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand. “ are you sure it’s okay if i rest here? i don’t want to put you out. “ he closed his journal, and leaned back in his seat, letting out a small yawn. “ it’ll only be for a hour or two. “ 

            a  small  smirk  began  to  form  before  the  witch  chuckled.  "  don't  be  embarrassed.  i'm  not  going  to  tell  anyone."  she  moved  to  sit  in  front  of  him.   she  could  tell  he  was  tired.  the  way  his  eyes  were  sunken  in  and  how  fidgety  he  was.  davina  knew  how  that  felt  all  too  well.  considering  she  had  countless  of  nights  when  she  laid  awake,  not  able  to  sleep.  and  after  a  few  days,  it  showed.  and  someone  forced  her  to  rest.    eyes  flickered  to  his  cup  of  coffee.  "  you  can  stay  here  and  rest  if  you'd  like.  "  the  witch  replied.  "  i'll  keep  an  eye  on  things.  and  if  it  helps,  this  place  is  warded.  nothing  comes  in  ,  nothing  goes  out  without  my  permission."  it  was  one  of  the  few  spells  she  had  designed  herself.  and  she  was  very  proud  of  it.   head  tilted  and  she  shook  her  head.  "  of  course  not.   i  have  no  reason  to.  " 

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“ have you ever used one of those before? ” he nodded towards the bow that sat on the counter, a few arrows by it’s side. “ i just have a extra one so you can use it if you need to. ” he shrugged, leaning down to pull another weapon out of his duffel. “ i also have a few daggers too. in case blades are more of your thing. ”

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“ if i have to think about one more thing tonight — my head will explode. “ he tossed his duffel bag full of weapons onto the ground and plopped down on the couch, lying flat on his back with his head propped up onto the head rest. “ just give me five minutes. “ that’s all he needed. just five minutes to clear his head of tonight's events and he would be fine. 

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