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    He let his hand run over the soft skin and took in every detail; the freckle on his shoulder, halfway across the length of his collarbone, half-hidden by the collar of his shirt. The patches of barely visible stubble growing in, prickling against his fingertips as he trailed them along his jaw. The subtle curve of his collarbone, soft and rounded by the solidity of him.
    All of it, and the way Jon’s hand fit almost perfectly in the shallow dip where neck turned to shoulder, with the heel of his hand settling ever so easily into the divot.

    Martin breathed into the touch, barely seeming to give any reaction at all, beyond a vague contentment, but that was perfectly fine by him.
    He was here, and Jon could feel him, know he was here, and he could -
    He could feel the give of a just-off shape, right around the edges of his fingertips.

    He shifted his hand, slightly, and something in his stomach sank, hard and sharp. It still took a second to register, beyond just the fact that it was *scar tissue*, light and faded along the side of Martin’s neck, in a spread that very closely mimicked the placement of Jon’s nails.

    It…it did take a moment. And then, dripping in bit by bit, it flooded.

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    15 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 39

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    Mid argument, season 1 Jon and Martin get their memories back.
    Fluffy, a little angsty, and overall amusing chaos ensues.

    Somewhat based on that one tumblr post lol -
    https://www.tumblr.com/pap-da-coconut/676270239980339200?source=share

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    15 Feb 2026

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    a·gen·cy
    /ˈājənsē/
    The capacity of an actor to act in a given environment.

    The most common way for dominant groups to take a minority group's agency is by infantilizing them. To portray them as childlike, in need of guidance and defense, unable to live without the dominant group.

    Quirkless people have agency, as long as they live and breathe they will always have agency. Midoriya Izuku will become a hero, and he'll do it with the help of others who are just like him.

    (or the fic that points out that there should be some quirkless people around and they are worth something. also stories that paint quirkless!izuku getting to ua through entirely people-with-quirks-taking-pity-on-him is kinda demeaning when you think about it.)

    edit: FREE PALESTINE

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    12 Dec 2023

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  4. Public Bookmark 20

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    In which Michael changes the course of events just for the fun of it
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    As Gerard's lying in the hospital bed, still disoriented after the seizure, he sees a yellow door appear right at the foot of his bed Oh... That's odd. He wonders if Gertrude is seeing this or if it's an effect of the pain meds Or brain damage... But as he looks around, he notices she's left him...

    He looks back to the yellow door, which is now open, a tall figure in a winter jacket stepping out of it. They seem to ever so subtly pulse with colors, leaving an afterimage as they move to him, smiling down at him with a smile that stretches a bit too wide.

    But he's too weak... Too out of it to stop them when they start to disconnect his monitors and IVs. Their golden curls dripping down into his face as they lean over and pick him up, carrying him into their door. Are they here to take his skin? his bones? To do something with his fading life? Does it matter? he closes his eyes.

    When he finally wakes again, he finds that despite his body still feeling heavy, his head hurts less than it has in years... Though that changes as soon as he opens his eyes and sees the swirling halls he's in and the matching swirling man watching him.

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    07 Feb 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 32

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    The Hall of Records was a huddled, brooding mess of a building, chilled through in Summer and Winter alike and sternly averse to the coddling rays of the sun.

    Even so, it was home to Jon and he would happily have remained his whole life amongst its cluttered corridors and shelves, the dark, despairing corners and the knowledge that warmth was something that only happened to other people.

    But the Lord of the Hall had other plans for him.

     

    Now complete.

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