hobbylantern
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distinct by one dim shade by fensandmarshes, hobbylantern
Fandoms: Moon Knight (TV 2022)
27 May 2024
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Dissociation — garden-variety, Steven jokes, just that staticky tug down into the distance — has high and low tides. It surges when something is upsetting; it recedes when Steven smiles at someone on the street, or takes in the different colours of tulip in the florist on the corner, or tastes salt or sweet or sour, or draws a hesitant, reverent hand across Layla’s hip. Mostly, when Steven draws back, Marc is pulled forwards. Other times, they just ... go blank, drift. When that darkness comes, though, there’s something like autopilot that lives in their body and passes for human: a set of reflexes that smiles, nods yes or shakes no, insists “I’m all good, mate” when pressed.
It’s not an alter. Steven knows the difference. But he feels it in their limbs and nerves, this doll of a thing; feels the way Marc beat those reactions into himself until he could tell anyone he wanted that nothing was wrong, running off of habit and instinct and fear, no matter how far the tide had pulled him under. -
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Pain has always begun in Marc's lower back. From there, it's a network of scar tissue and old breaks and skin made tough through trial after trial: the cold radiates through their bones and sets them all to aching. Steven jokes that they're getting old.
"We think," he says hoarsely, painfully conscious of the gravel of his own voice where Steven's is so different, "someone is still - well - one of us is still going out as Moon Knight."
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Niki had had a quiet childhood. In the backwards reaches of the Earth Kingdom, she had grown up surrounded by stone and peace; she’s told it had taken weeks for the news to even reach them that the old water Avatar had died. She, of course, was too young to remember. Niki had been born in early spring, as the earth began to blossom around her, and the stone had known her name.
Avatar Niki AU.
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If any part of them can be happy, Layla muses, it must be Imogen. For the love of all good things, the girl is made of her smile - out of place on Marc’s craggy, lined face, even despite the crows’ feet Steven wears more tightly when he’s at front. But there’s a solemness to her, some depth to her movement and patterns of shadow, that reminds Layla she isn’t, could never have been, a real child.
“Marc thinks you’re very pretty,” she says once, knowledgeably, as though sharing a secret. She and Layla are sitting at their kitchen counter together - Imogen had been delighted by the barstools, and the fact that she was tall enough to reach them - sipping smoothies Layla had blended up, banana and yoghurt and strawberry. (Imogen had flinched at the noise, then soothed herself quickly, rubbing hands up and down the fabric of her jeans.) “He says it like it’s a secret so I thought I’d tell you. Cos it’s funny.”
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Because I could not stop for Death (he kindly stopped for me) by hobbylantern
Fandoms: Dream SMP
15 Mar 2023
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The Witcher rides along a silent, stormy road. There are dark clouds ahead of him and dark towns behind. His mount’s hooves strike the stones, echoing in the absence of any other sound; even the chirping insects and small creatures by the roadside are silent for the Witcher’s passage.
Technoblade’s never much liked the whole imposing air he gives off when he’s travelling, but it is what it is.
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Our friendship sir, shall endure till sun and moon shall wane no more, till stars shall set, and victims rise to grace the final sacrifice. We'll be instant, in season, out of season, minister, take care of, cherish, sooth, watch, wait, doubt, refrain, reform, elevate, instruct. All choice spirits however distant are ours, ours theirs; there is a thrill of sympathy - a circulation of mutuality - cognationem inter nos! I am Judith the heroine of the Apocrypha, and you the orator of Ephesus.
Emily Dickinson, February 1850, letter to George H. Gould
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“I don’t expect you to derail your life for my sake,” Philza said lightly. “Let’s fucking go, mate, I’ve always wanted to kill a ghoul.”
Technoblade, who had just explained how the job he’d taken wouldn’t affect Phil for more than a day and definitely hadn’t suggested his client come along, paused in surprise. He had his sword laid across his lap, an oiled cloth in his hands to coat it against rust and corrosion; Phil sat across the chamber in front of a scuffed, tarnished mirror.
“Bro, you’re paying me to escort you out of danger, not into it,” he said incredulously. Phil glanced over his shoulder and rolled his eyes like it was the experienced Witcher here being silly.
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- Part 49 of dream smp fic my beloved
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19 Mar 2023
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self-recognition through the other self by dovand for stevensimonscotty
Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005)
31 Oct 2021
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It’s been a while since the Doctor’s had any company in his mind. Some routine maintenance wakes everyone up.
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