❝𝘐𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘮𝘦, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰.❞ ---------------------------- When two seemingly magical notebooks appear on the first day, Zak doesn't understand what's about to happen. Darryl can't understand why the notebook is meant for him, and what horrors it brings with it. Now the two are in a race against time, to save themselves and their lover before the Black Roses drag them both under. ---------------------------- Completed ✔️ No smut ✔️ Trigger warnings: Hanahaki disease (blood, vomiting), mild gore ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ʙʏ @ᴢᴠᴏʀᴛᴇxʜᴅ

"I understand. You heard the place you loved was in trouble, so you came back, but I don't-I just-why didn't you take me?" Here it was, at last. Catharsis, or something close to it. "I would have hunted them down with you, Philza, the people who did that to your town. I would have given you your vengeance on a silver platter. I would have given you the world." Philza didn't look guilty. He just looked tired. "I didn't hunt them down, though." // Or, that fic where Techno and Phil are old immortals, and Tommy and Wilbur are decidedly... not. Angst ensues. //