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john constantine. ([personal profile] oldhound) wrote2020-02-12 12:29 am

( overflow. ) retired.

retired overflow post.
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[personal profile] thecanarylives 2020-03-06 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Strange, how their paths have crossed and uncrossed over the years. Bound by the first time they'd met to restore her soul to her body, to the strange, surreal mission they'd both undertaken to heal the timeline.

Life had thrown them both their fair share of curveballs, and here they both were. Battered and mostly standing.

She lets her eyes sink closed, humming contently at the feeling of his lips on her skin. The tug of relaxation starts to tingle through her body, an ease settling into her shoulders as she slides her hand down to rest on his. ]


Mmm. What'd you put in this water, anyway?
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[personal profile] thecanarylives 2020-03-10 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ Whatever it is, it's bound them in ways she doesn't really know how to explain. Something understood in the way they are. Something that keeps pulling them together, despite the insanity of the world they both live in. ]

What the hell is new moon water?

[ She shifts her head up to look at him with a raised brow, fingertips tracing along the knuckles of his hand. ]