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Shane catches sight of black and gold jerseys in the rafters, and thinks of the Bell Centre’s ceiling, and the blue jerseys that hang there. He thinks of the trophy case that is always going to expect just one more cup. He sees the empty seats and thinks of all the people that are expecting Shane Hollander to put on a show here later, when his schedule tells him to.
(or: after leaving, Shane can't help but think about expectations, ice, and Ilya Rozanov.)
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For all the apologising he does at work, he never apologises to Samira there. There he only talks to her with the tone of a red editing marker, occasionally encouraging, but mostly corrective.
However in her apartment, apologies seem to be the only thing Robby can talk in.
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It’s all red lips smiling over a cocktail glass, a shimmery dress and dark curls loose around shoulders. So not-work appropriate that it has Jack staring for a second too long, brain shutting down for a moment because here, in a so not-work environment he allows himself to.
(or: Jack Abbot's afterparty experiences over the course of a year.)
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“What else you got in your go-bag?” She found herself asking in awe. It hadn’t been a medically relevant question – not really. Not a learning opportunity, not something that would help the patient, just curiosity. Perhaps it started then; the itch to know what made Jack Abbot tick, to know what he deems essential. To know what he wants within arms reach at any given moment.
(Or: the evolution of Doctor Mohan's go-bag after Pittfest.)
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None of this is useful. The military has no need for him to slather cream onto his scars, cradle cups of tea or trace the strong line of Johnny's jaw. That's not what they pay his hands to do.
And yet his hands do it anyway, just to feel the warmth of Johnny's smile seep into his palm.
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Erik knows that Charles is both the strongest and the weakest of them all. But the 'why' of the paradox somehow gets lost in translation.
Exploration of Charles' telepathy and his relationship with Erik. Much longer, more elaborate version of my short ficlet, 'And All of the Ghouls Come out to Play.'
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Fans of Tornado Wrangler Tyler Owens think he might be hiding something, as told through various social media excerpts and comments.
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03 Aug 2024
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Soulmate scars are just that. They’re scars. They behave like normal scars: they itch and they ache and they become a part of you. The only difference between a soulmate scar and a regular one is the time is takes to heal and the pain.
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Tyler and Kate, through the years.
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- Part 1 of soulmate scars au
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30 Jul 2024
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Advent by ClaraAeri for OmegaZeta5
Fandoms: The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild, The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms
10 Dec 2023
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A study in escapism, and inevitability.
"Give me a reason to," she snaps, finally grasping her Slate.
"They're my memories."
Zelda looks at him. Takes in his knit forehead and the desperation she's never seen in him until now. She swallows, struggling to keep her voice from trembling as she whispers, "They're mine, too, Link."
His heavy gaze dips, and for a moment, the crackle of her fallen torch is all there is. The seconds tick by. Five. Five more precious seconds he's stealing from her.
That she's letting him steal from her.
Then, his eyes lift, and he says:
"Let's make a deal."
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07 Apr 2024
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A work exploring Hateno and a makeshift sanctuary.
Her basket's on the table, palms on either side of it. The house dark. Dim.
The door hasn’t closed behind her. Zelda turns her head, peering through windswept hair. Light pours in behind him: his silhouette standing there on the threshold of his own home like a vampire awaiting an invitation. She almost laughs at the sight. The man who cut the Devil to pieces is scared to follow after a woman with a chip on her shoulder? How far they’ve both fallen.
“It’s your house,” she points out.
Permission to enter. He does even though it’s not hers to give. It’s only a few steps, of course. Can’t break the rule. Five feet. Always five feet apart. The door closes.
She wants to break something. An old habit’s under heavy consideration.
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04 Apr 2024