6 Works by Hugonin
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And Steve can't help but think of his family. Of his aloof father, who blamed Steve for the slightest mistake, whether justified or not. Frankly speaking, he rarely felt truly loved. More often he felt lonely, abandoned, unwanted. He made many mistakes because he didn't know where he belonged or who he even wanted to be. But he had vague dreams he imagined before falling asleep, there were watercolor sketches of his future.
And now it all is here.
Or: modern steddie!parents AU
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In late spring and summer, the nights are muggy enough that Nancy can sleep naked, curled up in the sheets. Robin likes the feeling. She could call it skin-on-skin, but she's always in pajamas, or more rarely, just a T-shirt. She needs another layer, a protective barrier from the outside world, to keep herself from feeling vulnerable. Nancy is tiny, and looks cute when the shirt hits mid-thigh, but Robin...
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Max thinks about how she's become fixated on what she's lost – speed, independence, carefreeness. So much so that she's lost sight of what she has left. Life. Crippled, painful, but, nevertheless, life. And sitting next to her is a person who understands her value like no one else, who also experiences the pain and suffering that continues to haunt him.
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He reaches out to stroke her, but all she can do is hiss and scratch.
That's her nature.
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She still glances at Nancy out of the corner of her eye every now and then. Jonathan is saying something obviously funny to her. Is this really better than Robin's jokes? No way! But Nancy giggles. Robin stares too long, until her pupils go blurry, and doesn’t notice that Nancy is looking at her too. Robin shudders, and she's sure she looks ridiculous, because her cheeks flushed, but Nancy finds it incredibly amusing.
And Nancy smiles at her. For real. With those special wrinkles around her eyes. For Robin it's like looking at the sun. Blindingly painful, with silhouettes imprinted on the retina that don't disappear until you blink them away. Her afterimage is etched into her eyelids.
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I am your nightmare that keeps you awake when the world around you falls silent and you are left alone with yourself.
I am the dreams you have buried in the graves of your dying soul, the seed of doubt in your heart that has taken root.
I am inside of your head. I am behind your back.
I am the reflection of the worst parts of you.
And that is what I like most about you.
I follow you everywhere. Do not even try to escape.
You cannot get rid of me. I will do it first.
Close your eyes and trust me.
Do not be afraid, come with me.
I am your only spectator.It is time for one of us to find peace in the end.