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  1. Public Bookmark 28

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    "Do you believe in ghosts, Logan?"
    "No." The answer is easy. "It's highly unlikely."
    "Why do you say that?" Virgil's voice is careful, although Logan can't imagine why. The statistical probability of ghosts is so low there's no point wasting the thought. The idea that the spirit of something could be tethered to a physical artifact, the implication that living things even have souls, is too metaphysical to fully be determined through any degrees of natural science. Logan tells Virgil this, and Virgil's mouth presses into a line. At first, Logan thinks he's going to argue, but he doesn't. He just shrugs and puts his earbud back in.
    "Okay. I was just wondering."

    Or: Logan hasn't seen another human being in three years. Then Virgil moves in, and Logan is forced to confront his loneliness head-on, whether he likes it or not.

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    22 May 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 70

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    Roman had lived a long life, at some point along that road, he probably should have learned some common sense. Too bad he didn't have enough to not get drunk and summon a demon into his house. Logan probably would have warned him not to, had he not been out of town. Virgil is less than happy about their new housemate; Roman just wants to survive the bedroom eyes Deceit keeps giving him.

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    Deceit finds he wants to hear Roman laugh one more time.

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    07 May 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 28

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    When you died, you came back wearing whatever you were at the precise time of your death. It was pretty standard stuff. That was how it worked. That was how it always worked. Logan Sanders had been wearing a suit and tie when he had died. The suit was crisp and timeless, and the tie was an old favorite of his, given to him as a gift by his late sister. While his death itself had been unfortunate and altogether a little underwhelming, (he had died in the middle of a lecture on proper safety at a new hospital) he was one of the more pleased entities in the afterlife. He had been around for ages, longer than any of the other ghosts haunting his particular plot of land. Because of this, he was chosen to welcome their newest ghost, as he had for every ghost before them.

    Little did he know just how much of an impact that ghost would have on him.

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    Do you like the found family trope? Do you like Intrulogical? Do you like to see your favorite sides engaging in friendly banter? Do you like ghosts? Well this might just be the fic for you!

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    07 May 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 6

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    Of all the ways to die, Nico didn’t expect to be killed at the talons of a dragon, the great beasts that his town both admired and feared. Even less expected was the man who rode with the dragons, who claimed they were his family. And Nico certainly didn’t think he would be saved, let alone spared, by the man and the creatures he called his family.

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    03 May 2026

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    The ghosts of the house were restless.

    Patton couldn’t stop opening and closing the cupboards, trying to find something to cook before being reminded, again, by Logan that he can’t.

    Logan was watching Roman, who was pacing back and forth across the living room floor, phantom creaks echoing as he hit squeaky flooring.

    Janus was pulling at his gloves, caught in a loop of straightening his clothes, fixing his bow tie, tugging at his gloves, buttoning and unbuttoning his dark jacket.

    Remus was cartwheeling through the air, the poltergeist more subdued than normal, though he buzzed with a frantic energy, whatever room he entered dropping ten degrees, dread radiating off him, though not from him.

    Something was wrong, something was wrong, something was wrong!

    Everyone froze at the door slamming open, then shut, the only living resident of the house arriving home.

    And not in a good state, either. His shoulders were hunched, his breath seizing and gasping, tears flooding down his face as he crumpled on the couch, a ball of darkness in his purple patched hoodie.

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    29 Apr 2026