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t-u-r-n · 2 months
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Looking in and out.
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clockwayswrites · 7 months
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Neon Adjuration - Start
The bike sputtered to death on a cliché middle of nowhere American road. It might have well been straight out of a movie set with the rows of corn, gold light, and nothing else around for miles.
Jason was less than impressed.
After nearly an hour of pushing his bike and with the idyllic light quickly fading he was even less impressed. It wasn’t as if he didn’t have options. His insurance came with roadside assistance (he thought), he could give in and call a sibling to steal the Batplane and come get him, or a corn field wasn’t the worst place he’d ever slept. He had options, just none of them were really appealing.
Recognizing that the feeling was stupid didn’t make calling for help feel any less like giving up.
The corn field had to have rodents. As he had pushed his bike, they had turned from carefully manicured rows into wild, unmanaged looking things. Jason had enough sharing a bed space with rodents as a street kid to want to do it again. Jason was probably about ten minutes away from giving in and calling Dick when he saw the glow.
It was neon salvation looming out of the oppressive darkness.
The cyan light spread the furthest, but Jason could also catch magenta from where the sign was peering around the edge of what must be the shop the sign was connected too. The cast of the cyan light made the corn feel otherworldly, and Jason pushed his bike slightly faster. More of the sign was revealed with each step, carefully crafted letter by carefully crafted letter.
Jason nearly sagged in relief. Not only was it finally, blessedly civilization, but it was a mechanics shop. ‘Fix-it Freddy’s’, the sign cheerfully proclaimed. It sat next to just the sort of building that looked like it might hold up to the claim. The base structure was probably from the late 40’s, that magical time of growth when the war and dust had both faded, but it had obviously been altered and changed and repainted hundreds of times. Just from the light of the neon and the one, lonely white flood light above the large roll up door Jason could see a myriad of colors. The current one seemed to be an already fading cyan to match the sign.
Praying that shop either had someone still working or cheap security and a lock he could jimmy, Jason leaned his bike against his tired leg and rang the bell between the roll up door and the man door. His finger was barely off the buzzer before the aluminum panels shuddered and groaned. Creaking with all of the years in it, the door rolled up.
Hanging onto the chain was, well, not exactly what Jason was expecting to find out in the corn fields. They were young, Jason’s or close enough. The black hair was wild, long in the middle and pushed around from a long day of working with engine grease and oil but shaved close on the sides. The way the neon light caught their eyes practically made them glow. Their smile was almost concernedly easy. “Can I help you?”
“Yeah,” Jason said and then had to clear his throat and try again. “Yeah. I guess you’re Freddy?”
They laughed, tossing their head back. Magenta light brushed along the length of their throat. “Nah, Freddy’s been dead for nearly thirty years, not that it would stop him from working. I’m Danny, this is my place now. Why don’t you roll your bike in and we’ll take a look at it, okay stranger?”
“Jason,” he said reflexively.
“Jason,” Danny repeated with that same easy smile.
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AN: Aaaaaaand Moody Monday check! (Can I get all the days of the week? Let's see! 2 down, 5 to go... fingers already taped together.)
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melvolkman · 6 months
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November, often overshadowed by the charm of October and the magic of December, holds a quiet beauty of her own. Remnants of Autumn linger, while the anticipation of winter’s first snow begins to settle in. I’m looking forward to cozy nights by the fire and the subtle beauty of bare trees against the dusk sky 🤎
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foxspit · 1 year
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anwynalene · 1 year
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Autumn Magic | Instagram
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cieric-of-chaos · 5 months
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I am rewatching daredevil S1 and here I am in my room daydreaming(again) to have the same apartment as Matt....
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desicowgirl · 9 days
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I get so repulsed by my main instagram account sometimes. I’ll go through periods of time where whenever I post on there I am overcome with what I imagine chicken pox to feel like. Such a ferocious ITCH. The only relief would be to delete the story or post!
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dreamerinsilico · 4 months
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Kinda all up in my feelings about Desire tonight. You know, how they saved the universe that one time (by tricking Dream into being slightly less of a bonehead), and how much of an asshole they are.
How bored they are. Which means they're either a raw nerve laid bare to the outside elements, or they're mired in the grey doldrums, nothing really in between.
Wanting everything isn't quite as shitty as the absence of wanting; I've done both, but I've been thinking about how deeply-entwined desire can get with anger.
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tricoufamily · 3 months
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i am soo sorry if uve already seen these but i was looking for pics of the batman 2022 set and found these and thought u might think they were cool! if you search “james chinlund production design batman” it should pop up in case you don’t wanna click on a link sent by an anon but here it is anyways lol: https://www.jameschinlund.com/features/the-batman !also saw ur post abt the render that fucking sucks 😬
i redid the sim and have her ripped now, should be good now! and no i haven’t seen most of these!!!!!!!!!!!! hello!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i’d only seen oz’s office and some of the eddie ones!!!!!!!
i had no idea the buildings from the opening scene were an indoor set i would have bet money that’s when they were filming in london what the hell it looks amazing
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god wayne manor you are so fucking insane. i love you (guitar???)
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i hadn’t seen this one though yes…..please show me iceberg lounge…….PLEAS (you can see in the trailer it was destroyed in the flood, idk if we’ll ever get to see her like this again matt reeves you don’t understand i have gay fanfiction to write i need references please she’s beautiful please)
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also selina’s apartment in the light help it’s so cute. i didn’t think it was so pink also. kitty kats
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and hellooo sweet babies
this is so fucking good, thanks! really makes me appreciate this movie even more 💚💜💚
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t-u-r-n · 3 months
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Eaten by red.
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de1-os · 4 months
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I love the genre of Satan cards that are like. Yeah he's just the youngest. Little man
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melvolkman · 5 months
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Just before December’s first snow.
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project-v175 · 6 months
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Out on a Limb
Brutal fighting. That's what the wizarding world had succumbed to. Violence. All her life, she had only known the peace of magic. That changed when she became an apprentice at the ministry. She wanted to be an auror. She wanted to restore peace. He who shall not be named had ruined everything for her, and it needed to be set right. Nothing felt normal for her.. not until him.
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Chapter 2: Medicine
The night before was a blur. Venus had committed little to memory. After Alastor passed out, panic flooded her very soul. She screamed nonsense for someone, anyone, to come and help her. The tortured death eater was forgotten but not lost. His soulless body was found beneath a dementor mere hours after the fight was over. Venus had refused to come to work. She had only been an apprentice for two months, and she had failed. She had failed to restore peace and protect her colleagues.
Venus sat by Alastor's beside, as she had for the past few days, with her head in her hands. Nurses insisted she leave so Alastor could rest, but each plead was met with sobs. It took a good talking to for her to calm down. Dumbledore had stopped by soon after that. He insisted Venus leave as well, even going as far as to promise to watch Alastor until he recovered, but Venus was relentless. She sat in her place, exhausted all newspapers and books she had available. All that was left.. was sleep. What little she slept left her with a stiff neck, sore back, and numbness in her legs. The nightmares that haunted her dreams did little to ease her ever growing nerves.
One of her feeble attempts of sleep were interrupted. She figured another healer or Mediwizard was trying to coerce her to leave again, or check on Alastor. When she opened her eyes, mumbling something about just wanting to get a small bite to each when breakfast went around, shock frosted her skin. Alastor sat up, groaning and complaining.
"Alastor!" Venus jolted from her sleepiness. The low chair nearly made her stumble on her own two feet. "Stay still, Mr. Moody. I'll get a nurse."
"Don't need.. no damn.. nurse.." Alastor's grumbles were met with Venus's soft touch on his hand.
"Alastor. Slowly now. You've been asleep for quite a while. Let me get a Mediwizard. At least for some water. Alright?" There was a softness to Venus' voice that made Alastor raise his eyebrows. He looked down at where their hands made contact.
"Fine. But make it quick.. need.. outta here." Alastor laid back down, now supported by pillows as Venus helped him sit up. The man was still tired. Somehow, the three day sleep made him feel even more exhausted than a regular one.
Venus left the room in a hurry. She was swift on her feet, looking for a healer. She came back with an older woman, who looked all too glad to see Alastor Moody awake. "Why. Mr. Moody. It is wonderful to see you again. How about we check these banadages while we wait for some food, dear?" The woman approached Alastor, who sat pouting on his bed.
Her hand lifted to his head, where bandages covered most of his face. The removal of said bandages revealed freshly healed scars. His eye socket remained bare from the complete lack of his eye. Alastor glanced over to Venus, who was now staring in awe. Her mouth parted slightly at the sight. Alastor, ironic to his name, looked away and began grumbling again.
"Quit staring. Its rude."
Venus blinked a few times, then turned her eyes to the floor. Her hand raised to rub at her arm. "Sorry.. its.. fascinating.. magic is. Always has been. You healed really well."
Alastor opened his mouth to speak. He stuttered out a "Yeah- well-" before closing it again. He watched the healer, as she pulled back to sheets.
His amputated leg was a stark contrast to the perfectly healthy leg. His mouth parted with a sigh and the healer began to cut away the bandages. It was a muggle operation, aided by magic. The amputation wasn't common, but certainly unheard of. Alastor found himself disappointed he had lost his leg. Several questions circled his mind. The biggest one being, "How the hell do i go on from here?" There was a way, yes. What it was, was a mystery.
"Unfortunately, we couldn't recover your leg. It was.. It was much too damaged. However, there is a prosthetic leg waiting to be fitted. We could do that today." The healer cut away the final bandage, revealing what was left of the stump. It wasn't.. gnarly looking, but it certainly wasn't pleasant.
"Sooner the better."
"Alright. I'll have someone come in soon to take some measurements and explain the care for it to you." The healer went quiet, as did the rest of the room. She turns to a dozing Venus, slight amusement pulling her lips. "Dear.. go home.. get some rest. He's alright now."
Without a word, Venus stood from her chair, collected her purse and overnight bag, and nearly stumbled from the room. The healer and Alastor watched her leave. There was a bit more silence as the healer began to clean Alastor's wounds and put the blankets back over him.
"So.. who is she?" The healer looked up, mischief dancing in her eyes.
Alastor gave the healer an odd look. His eye squinted at the suggestion of a relationship. "She's no one. Never really met her."
"Really?" The healer raised her eyebrows. "Cause she just sat there for three days, slept with her wand in hand, and waited for you to be okay before she left. Poor thing rarely ate."
"Nope. Never met her. Don't know her." Alastor lifted himself up to move backwards into the pillows. Images of the woman ran through his mind. She had saved his life. He knew that. But it wasn't like they owed one another. He knew that as well. She stayed with him, huh? For three days? Barely ate? For a stranger? How.. peculiar..
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Author Note
Hello, hello, hello! Welcome back to chapter 2! Chapter 3 is on its way asap. I hope you all are enjoying yourselves, the few of you reading this. Have a beautiful day or night! I love yoouu! ❤️
~Project V-175
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foxspit · 3 months
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G on sx70 Polaroid
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anwynalene · 7 months
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Missing those New England autumn days.
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lillianonfilm · 10 months
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moody trip to acadia national park
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