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col. carol danvers (captain marvel) ([personal profile] whizbangs) wrote2020-06-20 04:45 pm
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HOUSE #1470
mayo
  little shitloving daughter







 "You've reached Carol Danvers, aka Captain Marvel. I'm not here, leave a message!

If it's urgent... uh. Leave it urgently."


speed dial
steve
sakamoto
gremlin



( call | text | voicemail | mail | action )

 
badbreak: (the lights go on the lights go off.)

Re: action (post-book)

[personal profile] badbreak 2013-10-22 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
[the silence isn't loud enough, isn't big enough to sink into the deep holes of loss that widen daily in Badou's heart, but it does soften their razor edges, makes that tumbling crash into darkness at least less sharp and pricking (the suffocation, the dizzying sink, there's nothing to be done about that). but she brings a familiarity two-fold; he used to huddle with other lost boys like this, all shallow breaths and hunched up bodies, protecting their soft bellies at rest (and fucking always), sharing warmth if not contact, sharing company if not friendship]

[but she also brings her own familiarity, everything about her that smells like home. it's not like what Heine and the other kids from the pits stink of, all electric strata and desperation -- it's the scent of what makes Badou unfurl and breathe and smile on any other day, all summed up in kind hands and accepting eyes and sardonic looks, the quirk of her mouth when she's messing with him, the sway of her hair when she's sleepy and tottering on those stupidly small feet, the voiceless, doggish huffs she makes when she's soundlessly laughing her ass off, the nothing-weight of her body against the heaviness of her presence]

[and those fingers, just wisps of feathers and fur on the wind, but that gentle, intimate touch at his skull is enough to shatter nerves all across his head and down his spine like a sledgehammer]
Edited 2013-10-22 02:58 (UTC)