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    Stanley’s been holed up here, under Ford’s roof, for barely a week, and it’s already unbearable. The place is too quiet, too goddamn clean, and worse still, too damn kind. Ford treats him like he’s made of glass, handling him carefully, like he’ll shatter with the wrong move or a word too sharp. Every morning, Ford helps him sit up, lifting his shirt so he can change out the gauze pads, careful not to let the stitches snag. Stanley doesn’t know how he manages to keep his hands steady. Hell, his own fingers shake every time he even looks at his scar, let alone touches it.

    But it’s more than just the gauze or the medicine Ford hands him, uncomplaining. Ford even taught him these ridiculous, almost laughable breathing exercises. “To keep your lungs clear,” Ford had explained, in that clinical, matter-of-fact way he has when he’s trying not to show he’s worried. “You don’t want to end up with pneumonia on top of everything else.” So every day, Stanley sits there, puffing out breaths slowly, feeling stupid, feeling guilty—feeling like a goddamn leech.

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    It was his nature, right? He was never meant to be warm, right? He was meant to bring cold loneliness with him wherever he went, right?

    The icy fringes that haunted him were a curse, He was sure of it, He freezes everything he touches, and warmth was a foreign thing that he had entirely forgotten.

    [repost, i deleted this before]

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    23 Apr 2025

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    How to warm an Ice spirit
    - blockedwriter
    Rise of the Gaurdians

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    Izuku Midoriya is the vigilante: catalyst. he is caught in a villain fight and badly injured. while in disguise, he treks to eraserhead's apartment (don't ask how he knows where they guy lives), and promptly falls to his knees, clutching the knife stabbed into his abdomen.

    shouta needed a day off.

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    02 Aug 2023

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    The need for a catalyst
    -orphan_account

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    While trying to escape from Dudley and his gang, nine-year-old Harry Apparates himself to Hogwarts instead of the roof of his school. Thrilled by his magical surroundings and the lack of vindictive Dursleys, Harry decides to blend in amongst the students so he can stay in the castle forever.

    Meanwhile, Severus tries to make sense of a new, tiny first-year whose name he can't quite place.

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    30 Jul 2025

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    Whispers in the Castle

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    Tony pauses for a moment, humming thoughtfully as he watches Peter and carefully considers his next words. “Ever tried lobster flavored ice cream?” he asks.

    And the question is odd, so out of the blue, that it has Peter blinking rapidly and snapping back to reality from whatever plane of existence he’d been on. “What?”

    Or, Peter’s had it in his mind for weeks that he’s going to die splattered against the pavement on some random street in New Jersey. Tony has some objections.

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    26 Jul 2025

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    i'll put down my roots when i'm dead