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gerryrigged · 10 months

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wait wdym dc didn't stick with Red Robin for Tim [and the de-aging thing?] what are they calling him if not RR?

He's been Robin again since 2019 😬 it's a bit more complicated but that's the gist of it.

Okay so Tim became Red Robin in the 2009-2011 series of the same name, back in the post-Crisis timeline. He was supposedly 17 at the time, by official records, and I believe he was still supposed to be 17 when the universe was rebooted with Flashpoint in 2011? (Although this doesn't really make any sense with respect to jamming the huge number of events that happened while he was Robin into like four years, if he was supposed to have become Robin at 13; he should probably at least be 18 if not 19-20).

The Flashpoint reboot took us into the New 52 (much beloathed), where nearly everyone was de-aged to some extent to keep Bruce Wayne and his generation from getting ~too old~, and also Tim Drake was mangled into a completely different character who had never been "Robin"; he'd been "Red Robin" right from the start of his vigilante career. He was de-aged to 16 for the New 52 Teen Titans series.

Teen Titans (2011) #0; as you can see, this version of Red Robin kept a version of the bandoliers and gave Tim a fancy new functional wing cape that he could fly around with.

Next, Rebirth in 2016 was a partial reboot that brought back some aspects of the post-Crisis timeline; tbh I'm not an expert on this period. What I do know is that Tim mainly appears in James Tynion IV's run of Detective Comics that ran from 2016 to 2018. During this period Tim was still called Red Robin, but he'd basically reverted to a Robin costume, with only the silly doubled "RR" symbol identifying him as not ~actually~ Robin winkwink nudgenudge, and as I understand it he was mostly back to functioning as Bruce's partner.

Tynion's run ends in Detective Comics #981 with Tim telling Bruce that he's going off to Ivy University. (He's totally lying, as Tim Drake does; Alfred notices that his tracker is going off in the opposite direction of the university, but Bruce is like "I trust him" and turns the tracker off. Yay, I guess?)

Anyway the important bit is this revealing that Tim is 'going-off-to-college' age. Which could still reasonably be anywhere from 17-19, and DC being DC, they ~refuse to confirm~

Tim as Red Robin on the cover of Detective Comics #934 (2016); as you can see, he's pretty much Robin again lol

Detective Comics #968 (2018); another shot of his "basically Robin" Red Robin costume

In 2019 we got the actual return of Tim as Robin (no "Red") in Brian Michael Bendis's Young Justice run, re-uniting the Core Four from YJ 1998.

Young Justice (2019) #1

As you can see, he no longer has the doubled 'RR', and he confirms that he's Robin - "Well, one of them!" I think he's supposed to be filling in as the Gotham Robin while Damian is running around the world having adventures and presumably getting into trouble, as Robins do? idk.

Tim also chases down his erased post-Crisis past at the beginning of this arc, having Zatanna magically restore (most of) his memories of the previous timeline, and, crucially, his forgotten best friend Kon, kickstarting some plot.

Tim, and all of the Young Justice crew, are notably young-looking for almost the entirety of this run. It varies based on the artist, but uh, yeah for the most part they are really damn baby-faced. This is a trend that continues with Tim and his generation of friends from this point onward, so fans have basically thrown up their hands like "is he 17 forever???? is he Edward Cullen from Twilight???? is he aging backward????"

We Just Don't Know

In any case, Bendis makes DC's next attempt to give Tim his own identity in short order, giving us the hilarious, ill-fated, and rightfully short-lived "Drake" identity.

Young Justice (2019) #10

He's back to being Robin by issue #18, hilariously switching costumes from one page to the next, although some time has apparently passed during the scene transition.

Young Justice (2019) #18; Jinny: "Is Drake back to being Robin?" Kon: "I think Batman and Spoiler made him go back to Robin. Don't bring it up. And say thank you because we didn't have to have the Drake intervention we were planning."

And as of the current date (July 13, 2023), Tim is still in the Robin identity, sharing it with Damian ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ God knows how old he's supposed to be right now. I certainly don't.

Batman (2016) #136; the most recent issue out to date, with Tim suiting up as Robin while filling Bruce in after diving into a bunch of parallel dimensions to bring Bruce home.

As you can see, it's a Mess. The Tim Drake's Vigilante Identity question is of course a hotbed of wank and infighting, as people are torn between (a) wanting him to continue as Robin and (b) wanting him to move on and "grow up" into his own identity again (and, importantly, leave Damian as the sole Robin again, lol).

It feels like most people are for option (b), but then nobody can agree on what his next identity and costume should be. Red Robin again?? Some other bird-based identity that doesn't share a name with a major restaurant chain?? Something else entirely??

God only knows what DC is going to come up with, especially after the Drake fiasco.

And there you have it, Anon! Hope that was helpful.

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onlyjaeyun · 3 months

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DADDDYYYSSSS HOMEEEE 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ greetings my beloved angel zadie <3 🤲 i have returned ☝️ as i had been spending my time the past few days attempting to collect my thoughts and opinions on CH in order to serve a full complete rant 🙏🏼😁 anywho so i might not be able to cover all the events for the past 3 or so chapters but hello 😀 hoon fist fuck event🧍‍♀️. see now i’m all about obsessive men and all that but what the actual FUCK. wdym jakyung begged him to be vocal but he couldn’t and bro was whimpering moaning AND panting her (yn) name while he was masturbating HELLOOOOOOOOOO 🏃‍♀️ the GRIP i had on my phone while reading that chapter what the hell help me ya allah what the HELLLLLL🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ im still losing my mind over it cuz not only is hoon hitting them beyoncè notes in the room when he thinks about yn bro ALSO can’t cum WITHOUT the thought of her😀 pussy so good left his dick non-functional 🤕 (i’m losing my sanity btw cuz now i know when hoon finally gets to hit it again 1) bros gonna be cumming the MOMENT he bottoms out and 2) bros gonna turn INTO beyoncè HERSELF.)

there’s just smth about the way that u wrote hoon being so pathetic and desperate for yn it’s just OOOOOO like it HITS THE SPOT MA’AM 🙏🏼 IT DO IT REALLY DO 🙏🏼 💯that whole chapter had me gripping my sheets. and the moment i finished it i started to literally feel earth’s rotation on heeseung i started seeing frequencies on niki i started hearing shapes like that shit altered my brain’s chemistry i’m telling u bro fr fr wallahi 🙏🏼 ANYWHO going back to the hoon fist fuck event (not really just pathetic hoon himself) i know his ass is gonna be dramatically sliding down the wall while gripping his hair and listening to needy by ariana grande when the gc brings up yn’s hook up with fuma 😭 like i know damn well bros gonna film 3 different sad music videos istg. looking at the camera all sad and shit. “you & i” by one direction but make it park sunghoon version. (also yn posting a very revealing sexy bad bitch hot girl summer ahh story with needed me by rihanna after she knows hoon is down bad diabolically expeditious for her When.) (i NEED sunghoon to rip his hair out at that like it’s not a want it’s a need i need him to lose his mind as payback for him being a sassy mf 😒) (u rlly think u the shit bitch. U NAWT EVEN THE FART 🥱) (i literally have no clue why i have beef with sunghoon rn don’t ask 😭) sunghoon u really fumbled the bag dawg 🤣🫵 pathetic ahh. look where your “snowflakes” and “ur parents never loved yous” got you sunghoon. IN MISERY FOR GOOD PUSSY 🤣🤣🤣🤣🫵🫵🫵 (ik he’s gonna win the bag again soon but let me have my moment) anyways sPEAKING OF FUMA 🙈 now when i tell u… that was so embarrassing. fuma why r u like this like r u not embarrassed. r u not ashamed of urself. do u have no dignity. what’s ur phone number. what’s ur address. what’s ur fav type of flower baby? white chocolate or milk chocolate angel boy? (do they make men like fuma anymore 💔) i’m so so so glad yn has a man like fuma in her life. (he did the bare minimum but he better be the fucking standard especially after that aftercare i’m LOOKING AT YOU BITCHASS SUNGHOON 🫵WITH YOUR BIGASS EGO DAMN😟) i can’t wait to see more fuma & yn (and sunghoon’s desperate jealous ass) like im so seated for all the upcoming events with fuma 🫶🏼🫶🏼 anyways so now let me ask u a serious question haha … 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂how do i become tsuki pls i need heeseung so bad this is not a joke😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂like bro i totally wasn’t punching air at all the tsuki & hee references😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂ion even like hee like that it’s coo😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂(typing this shit with tears in my eyes while looking at my heeseung lockscreen💔) idk what i was expecting when i became a heeseung stan hes a PLAYAAAA🗣️ always whoring around ☹️#Hee4DaStreets ❗️ANYWAYS let’s move on i can always reread poison (masterpiece sent from above) anytime which i will be doing very soon bcs i miss my man 🤕🤕

alright now that that’s out of the way idk what to say other than i love the triplets (the older ones) with yn sm 💔 especially jaeyun bcs him & yn r like this 🤞 fr. and hEESEUNG GOT HIS DICK BITTEN 🤣🤣🫵🫵🫵🫵 that’s what your ass gets for whoring around😒😒😒😒(i’m jk don’t jump me) but anywho jaeyun is just like me. idk how to act around hot Women 🙏🏼 (can’t spell women without W!!) he’s so real he represents me in the story so well. anyways thoughts & prayers for jongseong’s nonexistent dry ahh sex life🙏🏼 (side note: jay baby i’m always just a call away🫶🏼) (and to think that i was calling hee a whore i’m sorry *looks away* 😕)

anywho sending u so so so much love babyyyy !! thank u sm for the consistent updates (and i’m really happy u like my asks as much as i like taking over ur inbox with my yapping 😔🫶🏼) sending u so many hugs & kisses take care of urself angel !!! <333

-⁉️

THERES MY BABY GET YOURSELVES COMFY BC WE ARE IN FOR A RIDE LETS GO 🤭🤭🤭🤍

IM SO HAPPY YOU ENJOYED ALL THE RECENT CHAPS AND AS USUAL YOUR REVIEW WILL NEVER NOT MAKE ME GIGGLE AND KICK MY FEET I LOVE AND APPRECIAGE YOU SO MUCH 😭😭😭🤍

1.) hoon's fist fuck event was a rollercoaster for us all and i love how i can tell you went from oh... to oh?? to WHAT THE FUCK?? bc that represents most of us very well im aftaid 🤕 and yk i gotta ghallenge that cocky fucker by twking away his ability to last long bc he's gonna cum the SECOND he gets another taste, we're talking face buried in her cunt hands free just humping the air and shit 🥰🥰

2.) AAAH PLS I LOVE HOW YOU NEVER NOT CLOWN CH!HOONIE BC HE DESERVES IT AND YOU ALWAYS EAT 🤥🤥 not the mvs and pathetic crying i love you sm ngl i was a little worried when i got to the fuma part bc i was like wHAT DID I WRITE ??? but then i realised youre just as down bad as we are 🤕 AND IM SORRY FOR GIVING TSUKI A GF THIS TIME I HAD TO MAKE HIM TAKE ONE FOR THE TEAM AND YOU STAN A FLIRTY LIBRA WHORE SO THIS ISNT MY FAULT AT ALL 🤕🤕🤕

3.) i am SO relieved you guys sre enjoying their dynamics and actually know how close jaeyun and y/n are because their bond will be super important for future chaps!!!!

thank you so so so much for this baby, i hope you're taking good care of yourself and know how much i love and appreciate you 🥺🥺🥺 youre the best, my idol and role model ilysm 🤍💓💗💕💞

#; mailbox 📬#; cold hearts

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lizuzyy · 4 months

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[4 Months Only - EdNaib]

Naib: I hate him. He's all rich and spoiled brat he doesn't care about anything except himself and his stupid paintings.

Edgar: Of course I hate him! Tell me one good reason to befriend him! None! He's a murderer! Thinking that the world revolves around him! He thought that he's the best because.. because I know he's the best! The most popular the strongest! I just know it!

Naib: I mean.. now that I learned about him.. maybe.. he's just. He's just lost. Y'know? But that won't convince me otherwise. He is still a rich spoiled brat. Wdym he's "lost?" He got everything! What else does he want? Motivation? That's stupid.

Edgar: I know.. he kills for money. I get it. Some people do ANYTHING to survive.. he's.. just like me. I do anything.. to survive..

Naib: Lately I keep seeing him avoiding me. It's unusual y'know? He always blames me for everything. But.. lately.. he just.. leave.

Edgar: I am such a spoiled brat. I shouldn't blame everyone for my mistakes.

Naib: I saw him smile the other day. For the first time. He's smiling while painting. I hate to bother but.. curiosity got me.

Edgar: I was painting the other day and.. Naib compliments my painting. I don't want to sound rude.. I KNOW I KNOW!! I know.. he's my enemy.. but.. still, someone just compliments my painting. I can't be rude to him.

Naib: I tried to keep in touch with Edgar more and more because I know something is up to him. Something is bothering him. I asked Luca or Andrew if they know about this but.. yeah.. they don't really want to know what's up with Edgar as they're afraid if Edgar gets upset or something. It's weird that I'm the only one who's Edgar afraid of. He's more open to me y'know? It's.. weird..

Edgar: I can't say no to Naib. I can't dodge the question. I don't want to fight with him anymore. Somehow, I feel like my enemy knows me better..

Naib: We talked a lot and a lot..

Edgar: We DID talked a lot and a lot.

Naib: I think I.. I like this guy. Like LIKE this guy. Not love.

Edgar: Naib isn't that bad. He's never been a bad guy here..

Naib: You're holding my hand Edgar. Let me guess, something's happened?

Edgar: Yeah..

Naib: He's more comfortable with me now. What should I do?

Edgar: I wish to stay like this forever but I know that he'll question my weird behavior. We aren't really close friends.. just friends who are holding hands right now.

Naib: Is there something you want to tell me?

Edgar: Can we just.. stay like this? Just for a while..

Naib: It's been 4 months, I do what he says. We were being normal and closer now. Edgar really loves to hold my hand for these past few months. But I guess it's time to speak up.

Edgar: I guess it is time to confess.. but what if..

Naib: Edgar.

Edgar: Hm?

Naib: ... You like me aren't you? You can't hide this anymore y'know?

Edgar: That is such a bold thing to say Subedar.

Naib: I did what you wished for. It is time Ed. We have been holding hands enough now.. don't you want something more? Like hug?

Edgar: ...

Edgar: He let go of my hand and hug me.

Naib: I let go of his hand and hug him.

Edgar: I've never feel so loved before..

Naib: I feel love for the first time.

Edgar: Of course I return the hug.

Naib: Of course we kiss afterward.

[4 Months, A strange HC in my head.]

#ednaib #identity v #edgar valden #naib subedar #identityv #naibgar

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clouds-rambles · 3 years

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Would you be okay with writing some sfw headcanons for how Venti, Zhongli, and Kaeya kiss their s/o?

Hells yeah! Kissing is not my forte I only kiss strangers people when I’m hammered so like uhh please forgive me too many covid scares, too many

Guys, I’ve been indoctrinated into Kazuha fanclub so I might just skip Zhongli and Eula for him. He’s so cool. No wdym I don’t have an obsession with the anemo characters

Pairing(s); (Seperate) Venti, Zhongli, and Kaeya x reader

Warning(s); fluff

Keep reading under the cut!

Venti

Venti enjoys kissing you as much as he can. Mostly about your face but he truly does enjoy it

More often then not he’ll greet you with a kiss on the cheek, while you’re going about your chores. It’s cute

Too many a time have the two of you been caught kissing each other at the back of Angels Share

Making out with Venti isn’t just an at home thing. Sometimes he’ll drag you into a quiet part in the bar, sit you on his lap and make out with you

Venti is experienced. He’s lived a long life, who wouldn’t expect him to take the company of others once in a while. Yet you can tell he cherishes you differently

When you first started dating often make out sessions would often lead to the bed outcome. But now that Venti has learned what it’s like to be in a romantic relationship making out is often seen as a past time.

Venti’s lips aren’t the softest, yet their not the most chapped. He’s the kind of person to only put on lipbalm when his lips are becoming more chapped.

If the lipbalm isn’t in Venti’s sights 24/7 you might have to remind him that it exists. He’ll thank you and put it on

Much like makeouts as your relationship progresses and Venti realises there’s more to a relationship than lust his kisses become more romantic

You’ve done something that you’ve spent forever on? Kiss time! You’ve just opened the door to let Venti in? Kiss time! Venti just feels like it? Kiss time!

He loves it when the two of your faces are close together. And just before you kiss you tell him that you love him. He swoons for that, he feels so protected under your hold. Suddenly he isn’t an archon, he’s just a simple bard with his lover

Zhongli

He’s not the biggest fan of PDA, he often opts to kissing your hand or forehead when he’s in public, but despite the lack of excess of PDA you cannot help but feel delicate and loved whenever he directs the simple gestures towards you

Sometimes if Zhongli is feeling particularly adventurous, you’ll receive a chaste kiss on the lips. Especially if you say something that makes him swoon

At home your favoured position is resting between your beloveds thighs where the two of you read books and share the occasional kiss

Zhongli has long thought of making out to be something that only leads to sexual acts, but time and time again you prove him wrong with sweet, delicate makeout sessions that make Zhongli nothing but swoon

As much as Zhongli likes to treat you as something delicate, you love to return the favour. He loves the lingering touches on his cheeks and lips. And also enjoys the feeling of your lips delicately brushing his own

Zhongli’s lips are soft. But you’ve never seen the man put on lipbalm. Is this the power of an ex-archon? Perfectly soft lips?

It makes you want to kiss him a lot more

If you’re feeling particularly adventurous give him a kiss on the lips while you’re in public and just watch as his face turns red with embarrassment

It’ll turn redder if someone like Childe is eating dinner with the two of you. It’s a little amusing to say the least

Though prepare for a little lecture about it when you get home. The smile on Zhongli’s face will indicate that he’s not really mad and that he doesn’t really mind it all that much

Kaeya

Kaeya likes to either greet you with a kiss on the lips, or if your otherwise indisposed he’ll give you a light kiss on your shoulder. Feeling his lips meet your shoulder as a greeting always makes you grin and kiss the Captain on his head

“Hello love” you’ll greet

“How are you doing beautiful?” he flirts

“I’m doing great, you?” you smile

Kaeya is often a man of talk. As much as he likes to give everyone the idea that he’ll make out with you at the bar he often doesn’t. Preferring to opt to that kind of PDA in the home

Much like Venti, Kaeya hasn’t taken very many long term lovers in his life. And seeing the attitude Kaeya has towards chaste touches and kisses change the longer you are together is beautiful

The two of you enjoy lounging about with Kaeya’s face buried in your chest. You’re reminded every so often that he’s still awake by the occasional kiss on your chest. You remember this position being the first time he told you about his past

You’ll often deliver lunch to Kaeya, especially on days he’s over flown with work. He’ll give you a nice kiss and a thank you for lunch as the two of you will eat

Kaeya’s lips are always glossed up with his lip gloss. And more often than not before the two of you have a makeout session he’ll apply some lipgloss, and the two of you often have to wipe it off your faces with a fit of laughs

The liploss obviously has a little glitter in it for the extra shine

If you enjoy initiating kisses Kaeya will just swoon. As much as he loves taking control and kissing you out the blue, if you give him the same surprise he just loves it

If you don't initiate kisses? That’s okay too! Kaeya gives you enough kisses for the two of you

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #venti x reader #zhongli x reader #kaeya x reader #genshin venti #genshin zhongli #genshin kaeya

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baecvlt · 3 years

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Better Late than Never

in which the reader was set up on a blind date by Sonia Nevermind with Kazuichi Soda

• Kazuichi Soda x Reader

• fluff

• fem reader

• original idea <33

BTW YALL this might sound accidentally self insert-ish but that’s because I gave the character interests (since this is a date fic) but I dont know anything else to put for them. anyway enjoy still.

“So, there’s no one there?”

I glared at her, death staring into her clear, blue eyes. “What the fuck is ‘there’?”. She sighed and lightly hit my arm. “I’m asking you if you have a crush, silly!,” she spat, yet her tone remained friendly. I shook my head. “I don’t find any of these people attractive, Sonia”.

“So you wouldn’t go out witj a classmate?”

“No, Sonia”

She stays silent, suddenly darting her eyes at Hajime. “How about him,” she asked,“Hagime seems like a nice guy”. I shrugged. “Not my cup of tea, really”. She then points at Teruteru,“And him?”. I looked at Teruteru, who was already gawking me. “God, no, Sonia,” I gagged,“Too perverted for my liking”. She then began listing names. Here is what I had to say for all of them.

Hajime: Boring

Nekomaru: LOUD

Fuyuhiko: Mean and short

Nagito: Psycho!

Eventually, she gave up. I didnt feel any way of them, who’s to know how I feel about anyone else at this school? “Fine,” she said, but her eyes lit up,“Oo! How about-”.

“Oof!”

He had bumped into me, knowing me to the floor. Kazuichi Soda: the Ultimate Mechanic. “Yeah, him!,” Sonia said. I looked at Kazuichi, disgust on my face. “Not in a million years”. “Huh?” (Kazuichi was madly confused). Sonia grumbled,“What’s wrong with him?”.

“What isn’t there wrong with him? He also doesn’t bathe!”

“Ouch, I bathe,” he said. “Why were you in such a rush anyway?,” I asked. He shrugged, but eventually sighed and revealed his reason. “I got excited,” he said softly. Sonia and I were confused.

“I just got updated on my— something. I’m going to the office to see what they have to tell me about this thing I’m in the middle of”

I was confused, but I had to know now. “Anyway, I’m sorry,” he said, walking right past us. I stood there, but Sonia got my attention. “Come on, we’re gonna be late to Economics”. She grabbed my arm and pulled me to class. When we got there, everybody was huddled up. There was something they were being discreet about. “Hello, friends,” Sonia said,“What are we talking about?”. “Kazuichi,” Ibuki said without the slightest hesitation.

Okay, maybe not that discreet.

“What’s wrong with him?,” I asked,“Besides all that, I mean”. “Cut him some slack,” Hajime said, now I knew the situation was a little more sensitive than I thought. Sonia and I both got our chair to listen. Hajime sighed,“This morning, I woke up and went to get Kazuichi for class. He wasn’t in his room. Later that day, I went go check on him and he was in his room, but when I opened the door, his eyes were just read and tired. I asked him is all was well, he only nodded and smiled. It took a while, but he still told me he was okay, now adding in the detail that the board had gotten back to him on his request to be transferred elsewhere”. My mouth dropped slightly. “Transferred where?,” I asked, Hajime only shrugged.

“This is all Sonia’s fault!”

We looked at Hioyoko, Sonia quick in defending herself. “He wouldn’t transfer schools because of me, it’s probably all your fault,” she was defensive,“Maybe if you weren’t so mean to him all the time—”. Suddenly, arguing broke out. I heard many things. Hajime said he hasn’t shown interest in her lately, Sonia seeming slightly offended. Gundham was blamed, Ibuki wasn’t being blamed (she was never cold with him). Suddenly, Mikan spoke out. “Wait!”. She yelled, so we were quiet. Surprised by her tone, it made us all shut up. “What if it’s all our faults?,” she suggested,“Y-You didn’t have to be cold to him. Who else besides Ibuki or Hajime spoke to him without immediately judging character?”. It made me think, but suddenly Fuyuhiko spoke. “Fuck that!,” he said,“The dude probably wasn’t enough to be here so they dropped him. He was also probably too embarrassed to say that. And the eyes? Please! They were red because he might be some type of pothead; high out of his mind!”. “That’s a really shitty thing to say,” Hiyoko said,“Even *I* know that’s harsh”.

“I don’t give a fuck; Its true”

Hajime shook his head,“I’m gonna agree with Mikan”. “Wait isn’t it like extremely hard to transfer from this school?”. “No, not quite,” Chiaki said,“When given valid reason, the board can transfer a student elsewhere”. “If in fact the mistreatment of Kazuichi was the reason he sought transfer,” Peko added,“He probably went with ‘mental health concerns’. Since we’re all of age, he wouldn’t need to run it by a parent or guardian, making it much easier for him to transfer”. There was silence. “So what now?,” I ask. Hajime had a quick answer,“We treat him better”. “Is it not too late?”. Peko shook her head.

“If Kazuichi really went to simply be spoken about the appeal, students are given three days to make their final decision. Afterwards, there is no going back since students are allowed an appeal once”

We all still sat there. Were some of us actually cold towards him? I mean, everyone else in the academy didn’t even acknowledge him (neither did some of us, but we were around more, right?). “Alright, studebts, to your seats now!”. The professor being there had us scurrying away from Hajime’s desk. Throughout the whole class, I couldn’t focus. I kept thinking of Kazuichi, but why? Why did I care about him leaving so much?

The bell rang, Sonia waited for me. Econimics was our last class every Thrusday. The minute I was within her reach, she continued the conversation from earlier today. “So, I was thinking: you can’t talk to boys for shit,” she said. “And?”.

“What if I set you up on a blind. date.— huh? How about that?”

I sneered. Blind dates—they were such a tacky idea to me, what the fuck, but this was Sonia. She always new what was best for me when it came to, well, everything. Plus, it might be fun, or funny?

“Oh, what the hell. I’ll give it a try”

Sonia smiled so hard, her eyes shut. She squealed. “I cant wait,” she said,“I promise, this’ll be good for you. Just you wait!”. She kissed me on the cheek, leaving me behind. “Wait— we aren’t going home together?,” I asked. She shook her head. “I have some things to take care of! See you tomorrow, love”. She hurries her way. That girl. I’ll never understand her…

“Hey, how’s it going? … Nice … Well, now that you ask, I was wondering if you were open to a blind date? … Splendid! Friday, agree to meet with this girl, here’s her number … Let’s make things more interesting … Don’t tell her your name … Yes, you do know her”

I got home, setting my book bag down and practically collapsing onto my mattress. What a day. Before I got in thought about all that I was told today, as if on cue, my phone rang. It was a message, one from a number I had never seen before.

???: Hi :)

I was friendly, I didn’t have to be.

Me: Hello :)

As if a second cue went off, Sonia texts me.

Sonia: Has your blind date messaged you? btw make up a name! dont reveal anything !

Me: OH okok

I return back to the unknown sender.

Me: sonia put you up to this ?

???: yes, ma’am (or sir, or i have no clue. sonia said you were a girl. sorry)

Me: hey dont worry, sonia said she was setting me up with a guy, so i assumed too. i am a girl and being called ma’am doesn’t bother me.

???: well you assumed correctly, but thank you for letting me know, ma’am i get unsure.

???: anyway, what’s ur name?

I thought of a good, normal name, but nothing occurred to me. I looked all around my room for an object. Suddenly, my eyes landed on the family camera I had left in my room whenI used it for a project.

Me: my name is cam, hbu

???: Zero

Me: Is that really your name?

Zero: no but it makes sense to me

Me: wdym?

Zero: itd just me i guess

Me: ur gonna make me sad booo

Zero: oops, sorry !

Me: lol Its fine. but seriously, I know there is someone who cares about you. if anything Is wrong. you can talk to me, even if our date friday goes to shit :)

Zero: Yeahyesh thanks for that, Cam. its just my friends, i dont feel seen by them and it just feels like my parents have followed me.

Me: Well, they probably really love you. if it helps, I care about you :))

Zero: you’re very kind

Me: aw noooo. anyway, how was your day?

Zero: it coulda been better. yours?

Me: yeaaaa same here

Zero: what’s wrong?

Me: found something out ab a friend of mine.

Zero: is everything okay?

Me: Yea it all should be if I can fix things with him

Zero: you must really care ab him

Me: yea i really do

“Zero” decided it’d be best to change the subject since he figured it was slightly depressive (which it was). From the time I got home (4am) to 12am, we talked. I was excited because for once in my life, I was speaking to someone who liked the things I did. The same movies, the same bands. He listened to a lot of new wave and indie rock. Eventually, I got sleepy, so we called it a night. He called me cute and let me go to bed.

I actually looked forward to our date Friday. I didn’t care who he was, for he was perfect.

Morning came around and I just wanted to talk to him. In fact that’s all I did. We texted in homeroom, Theater, Calculus, etc. It was Friday today, meaning we’d have to meet today after school, thus revealing ourselves. Sonia and I were in calculus and she noticed I wouldn’t put my phone down. “God, someone’s obsessed,” she teased. “He means everything to me,” I said, breaking no eye contact with my screen. Sonia went to Kazuichi, who I have class with for Calculus, Government and Chem (which we both failed last year). I couldn’t care to break my focus on my screen, but I did head him mutter “she’s perfect”. So Kazuichi found someone else? That’s fine, but will she care enough to stop him from transferring? Could be be transferring for her?!

As the day grew the situation began getting fucking dire.

I was headed to my final class, chemistry. I had my phone in hand, texting away and very distracted. Suddenly, just like yesterday: “Oof!”. I was on the floor and above me? Kazuichi Soda. “I’m sorry, oh my god,” he said as he helped me up. I shook my head. “Nono, this time it’s my fault,” I said, dusting myself off,“I wasn’t paying attention”.

“I was also very distracted, heh”

I smiled, picking his phone up from the ground. His screen turned on, exposing that he had been listening to music. “Cocteau Twins”. I handed him his phone. “You like them,” I asked. He nodded,“Do you?”.

“Yeah, I do”

“Cool... where are you headed?”

“Chem”

“Why so early? There’s a whole hour and a half till we have to be there, plus the 5 minute tardy bell”

“I like being early. Where were you going?”

“My room,” he said,“I can’t find my chemistry journal, so I figured I should look for it before class”. “In your room?”. He nodded. For some sick and weird reason, I felt bad leaving him to do that on his own. “I can help you,” I blurted, almost instantly. His face lit up. “Really?!”. His overly joyed expression brought a smile out in me as well. “Yeah,” I answered softly. He grabbed my hand and ran with me up to his room, having me keep up with him. We got to his room as my heels skid slightly behind him. When opened the door and turned on the light, my jaw dropped.

His room was a complete and utter mess.

“Kazu- how is anything gonna get found in here?,” I asked, trying to keep my tone as calm as possible. “Its manageable,” he answered, entering and starting to look through all his junk,“I haven’t had the energy to clean my room anyway. It hasn’t really bothered me”. I shook my head as I walked in. “No, this isn’t right,” I said, an idea coming to mind,“Why don’t you lay there and rest up a little? I’ll clean your room”. His eyes lit up. “Really?”. I nodded, a warm smile creeping up on my lips. “Well, okay,” he answered,“Thank you, sweetheart”. I couldn’t even react to the pet name. His hat rested over his eyes as he quite literally fell asleep before my very eyes.

With that, I got to work.

Cleaning out his room, taught me a few things. He also happens to like the same films as I do, but he likes more action films. I also learned he has a much bigger wardrobe than I thought. Lastly, he isn’t as mess as I thought. He had everything one would need to clean, even owned a vacuum. It took me about 1 hour and 5 minutes to clean out. I hadn’t realized it was that long, time went by me like a breeze. I approached him and sat by him. In a pattern, I shook him carefully then played with his hot pink hair, which was softer than expected.

God, there’s something wrong with me.

He woke up and I removed the hat from over his eyes. He lay as he looked around, seeing his room uncluttered. “Wow, it’s like a brand new room,” he said happily. “Yep”. He sat up and smiled back at me. “Thank you,” he repeated.

“It’s nothing, really”

His voice was still groggy, I could tell he was a little dazed after his nap. He lay back and laughed to himself as we sat on his bed. “What?”. He shook his head as the lazy smile on his face grew slightly wider. “You’re really pretty”. I blushed a little, and laughed nervously. “Thanks”. He sat back up again, we both had no idea what to do now, but look at each other. It was a comfortable silence. I could forever into his oddly colored eyes.

I wanted him to kiss me, now.

I’ve truly lost my mind. I had no idea if it was just tension or anything but that. Would I like it or would I despise it. I decided to maybe test these waters, but before I could, he beat me to it. Out of nowhere, he grabbed my chin, pulling me to his lips. Kissing me skillfully, he lay back and I followed so I wouldn’t be away from him, leaving me straddling his lap. What a day to forget to wear shorts under my skirt. With how he kiss me and I kissed him, it was no secret we wanted this for a while now. The fact that I wanted this made my stomach knot. We pulled away, slightly winded. “That was so fucking hot”. I proceeded to tell him this never happened. He agreed it didn’t. Then he added:

“I’ve never done that before”

“Neither have I-”

Then, it hit me. Kazuichi was my first kiss.

“This must be a very shitty realization,” he said, laughing a little. “Shut up, let’s get to class”. He nodded, getting up from bed, seeing that his journal was on his now clean and visible desk. He picked it up and now we were ready to go. We were still early, despite distance and how crowded the halls were. We sat at our own table, usually we both sat alone since none of our friends had this class. We all knew each other, but we wouldn’t exactly call certain people friends. Anyway, during class, I was extremely bothered. I felt sick and I couldn’t stop thinking about that fucking kiss.

At all.

I really didn’t want him to leave. I couldn’t stand the thought of him leaving. I had to stop it, but why did I want to anyway. Is this pity? It didn’t feel like it; I can tell when I pity someone and this didn’t feel like pity. Could it be that he’s always been there?

I’ve never fallen in love before, nor caught feelings. Something about him felt so familiar. What has Kazuichi done for me?

I began to think and it all came to me. The times I had no one else to talk to so he’d be there, whenever someone has bailed on me I’d go to him. I’ve taken him for granted, yet he’s smiled through it all. To think I’d hurt him made me feel worse. “God, I hate this class,” he whispered to me. I broke away from my thought. “Oh, me too,” I answered,“How are you doing, though?”.

“In this class?”

I nodded. “Terrible”.

I mouthed an “oh”. After a second, I offered a solution. “Well, you can always ask me for help,” I said. “Seriously?,” his eyes lit up like when we were in his room. God his crooked, toothy smile had me smiling, it was intoxicating. “Yeah, come to me anytime,” I said, getting quiet. This was quite awful. On top of that, I remembered I had a date after today. I didn’t even want whoever the fuck I had to meet with. As planned by Sonia, we were to meet at the bridge in between dorms on the third floor at 7pm (mind you, I don’t have a room in this school so there really is no reason for me to stay so late). Now that I think about it, it really sounds like more of a meetup than a date. Maybe it wasn’t so important for me to meet this mystery man. I can just text him I was no longer interested.

And that’s what I chose to do.

After class, I bumped into Sonia. She smiled widely when she saw me. “Oh my god, Are you excited for tonight?!”. Here I am, bursting her bubble.

“No”

Her smile went down slowly. “Why not?,” she asked. “I’m not going”.

“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOU AREN’T GOING?”

That was probably the loudest she’s ever spoken. “I mean, I don’t want to”. “But this was important, what the fuck,” she seemed too upset about it. “I don’t want him,” I said,“I’m into someone else”. “WHO?”. I swallowed before the name came out of my mouth,“Kazuichi...”.She slapped her hand over her mouth. “I know its emba-”.

“THAT’S NOT WHAT I’M GONNA SAY, oh my god. You have to go still, don’t leave your blind date hanging, please. I’m begging you, please!”

I scoffed.

I nodded. “Fine, but I really cannot pretend to have a good time,” I said to her. Nodding frantically, she said she knows. Ultimately, it was my choice and she knew that. Sonia walked home with me, then said she would walk back with me when it came time to meet my blind date. She wanted be there for when he was revealed. I got a message from this man when I got home.

Zero: Hey, are you sure you want to meet?

I raised a brow and showed Sonia. She covered her mouth, but quickly told me to say yes. So that’s exactly what I did.

Me: Yeah

Zero: ok

“He isn’t into it,” I said, showing Sonia the messages. “He will be”. Damn, she was so dead set on this and for what? “Come on,” she said,“We should get going”. I nodded, getting up from the floor we sat on in my room. Locking up, we swiftly headed to the bridge.

It was dark by the time we got there.

“Hello?”

No answer. “Maybe wait a little,” Sonia suggested,“He gets shy”. I turned to her. “Do you know him?,” I asked. “Of course I do”. She must’ve misunderstood what I asked. “No, but do you know him know him,” I cleared up,“like is he close to any of us”. She nodded, now I was really curious. A couple minutes passed and he still wasn’t there. “See,” I said,“Fucking no-show!”. My hands clenched into a fist. Sonia was getting closer to me, looking as if she had some consoling words to say, but she stopped. Smiling, she backed away. Then, I heard footsteps behind me. She stepped away from me, nodding towards me, but that was just a signal for me to turn around. I heard a gasp,“You?”.

The familiarity of the voice—it all made sense now.

“You!,” I cried. My eyes watered as a smiling Kazuichi stood in front of me. I hugged him and I could tell he wasn’t expecting me. “God, I thought you’d hate me,” he sighed, relieved. I shook my head. “I’ll leave you to it,” Sonia said,“I have to go anyway; my ride’s here”. We waved her off, getting back to each other. “Wanna head into my room?”.

We headed into his room, snuck in, I’m not supposed to be here. He threw himself onto his bed as his hands made a gesture for me to get on. I straddled him like before and kissed him. “Someone’s excited,” he teased. I scoffed. “I’m not the only one”. His face turned red as he looked away. “Hey, Kazuichi? Can we talk”. He nodded, waiting for me to introduce the topic.

“Hajime and, well, everyone else including Sonia and myself were talking and—”

“Yeah?”

“That you’re leaving?”

“Oh... yeah. I am”

I frowned, getting off him, now sitting next to him. He looked upset now that he remembered. “It isn’t too late now, is it?”. He shook his read putting his hat on his bedside drawer (me thinks this is the first time I’ve seen him without a hat). “Tomorrow, I go confirm my decision,” he said,“I feel... miserable in Hope Peak. I don’t belong here”.

“Kazu...”

“You don’t know what it feels like not having anything in common with anyone. Everyone being so fucking distant”

“I do know how the first one feels, but... we have each other to relate to”

“I just hate how this school makes me feel and I want it to go away”

He shivered as his eyes began to water. It hurt so much to see him cry. I never have. “Baby, look at me,” I said to him,“We all love you, okay? I love you. I’m sorry for being so cold towards you this whole time. You were always there”. He stuck his head into my chest and just let everything go. I played with his hair as he got rid of emotion. I lay his head down and straddled him again. Quickly, I kissed all over his tear-stained face, the taste of salt persistent on my lips. The kisses got him riled up and giggly once again, making him tackle me. I fell back on the bed as he did the same to me. He smooched me on the lips before giving me his final word.

“I’ll think about it, okay?”

I nodded, not pressuring him. I wanted him to be so sure about staying. I also wanted him to know that if he did stay, I would be there, always. “You need a ride home?”, he asked. I could have gone home, but I didn’t necessarily want to. “Aw, don’t you want me to stay?,” I pouted. The way I said it was so playful it almost felt like teasing. He blushed frantically answering,“Yeah, I do”. I then realized I didn’t have clothes to sleep in.

And no, sleeping in underwear could never be an option. (Not yet, at least)

“Damnit, I don’t have clothes”. That’s when he opened his drawer and threw some sweatpants at me. “You have a shirt under that one, correct?,” he asked. I nodded, unbuttoning my school shirt. it was a silk black undershirt, could be used as an undergarment or sleepwear. “Hey, I’m just gonna go out to the communal to wash up, okay?”.

“That’s fine, baby”

He smiled, heading off with his toothbrush and towel. Once the door shut, I with a I slid off my socks. I then stood up and took off my skirt. The clothing fit me kind of snug, but I didn’t mind. I lay back and waited for him patiently.

His shower was quick, well, in my opinion it was. His hair gave off a brisk scent, as he lay next to me. His eyes looked weak as he hug his face into my chest. It wasn’t in a weird way or anything, so I simply assumed he was tired. “Are you sleepy, yet?”. He nodded, his face in deeper. “I’m really sleepy,” he said softly. I ran my fingers through his hair like before and let him sleep. Watching how at ease he was in my embrace soothed me to rest. According to Hajime, he was usually a light sleeper. The slightest touch or noise would wake him up. He would shift around or mumble in his sleep. This time, it was different.

It was peaceful.

The next morning, I woke up and put on yesterday’s clothes. When I got to putting on my shoes, I felt him move behind me. “Good morning, sleepyhead,” I said sweetly. “Good morning, angel,” he said, his voice straining as he stretched with a grunt,“Time?”.

“9:30”

He got up and threw on a pair of clothes that I have never seen him in. “You want a ride home?,” he asked,“I meet with the board today at 10. If I take you home now, I can make it back in good time”. I nodded, going hand in hand with him after he had put his shoes on.

I never knew Kazuichi drove. I recall him say he had terrible motion sickness, yet here he was driving me home in a borrowed car that had been worked on in the school’s auto shop class. I had nothing else to talk about and the silence was killing me. “So you can drive?”.

“I can drive”

“What about your motion sickness?”

He clicked his tongue. “Yeah, that’s always been there, always will be,” he began to explain,“but I’ve learned to ignore it”. He put his arm around me, smiling. I smiled, yet I was terrified. What if I wasn’t enough to make him stay? As he drove, I noticed he had nothing in mind. With Kazuichi, you can always tell when there’s something on his mind. Always. He’ll squint, mouth some words to himself...that’s how you know. It began to overwhelm me and I wanted to cry. I wanted to cry knowing there was possibly nothing I can say or do for him to stay. He may know I love him, but what if the timing was off?

Oh, well.

We arrived at my home, him walking me up to my doorstep. He kissed me, his smile dropping afterward. Fuck, he must’ve noticed... “Hey, is everything okay?”. I nodded. “Okay,” he said, uncertainty in his tone,“Well, text me if anything!”. I nodded, a faint smile on my face. I headed inside and lay in bed.

My memory of that Saturday and the Sunday that followed are fogged. I don’t remember leaving my room, let alone my house. Monday came around. I was nervous. I walked down the halls, Sonia standing and an expression of worry spread across her face. “Sonia,” I said,“What’s wrong?”. She gulped and I knew nothing positive would come out of this.

“Hajime hasn’t seen Kazuichi all day”

My eyes widened and I wanted to pass out. “No, that can’t be!”. I didn’t want to feel this. It was all guilt. Why, though? Everything seemed fine when we had last seen each other, it made no sense. “You haven’t talked to him?,” she asked. I shook my head. Sonia sighed. “Okay,” she began,“We have government today. Your only class with him. All we have to do is wait and then we’ll know for sure”. I nodded, trying not to let emotions get to me.

Now in government, I waited, We all did. None of us had heard a word from him. Soon enough, an hour passed: no Kazuichi. Tearful, my eyes shut as I placed my head on my table. Hajime walked up to me. “If its in any consolation at all,” he began,“Kazuichi really did like you. He loved you. I’m sure he knew you loved him”.

“Why the fuck do you make it sound like he’s dead?”

“I see how it would sound like so. I’m just gonna leave my words at that”

My eyes were burning and a headache began growing. Suddenly, there was pounding on thr door, pounding that startled the class. The teacher sighed. The knock was that of a late student, which obviously would’ve annoyed her considering this is a 65 minute class and it had been an hour or so. A student volunteered for the door and there stepped in a distressed Kazuichi.

“WHY THE FUCK DIDN’T YOU TEXT ME?!?”

I sniffled and my heart was beating out of my chest when I heard his voice and saw his face. “Kazuichi?!”. I ran up to him and hugged him, he was tense. “I was so worried,” he said. “That makes two of us”. I kissed him, he asked if I was okay and I nodded so frantically. “I didn’t text because I was sad!”. He hugged me tighter, kissing my forehead. I looked into his eyes, falling in love. Then I had realized one thing. “Wait”. He looked at me,“What’s up?”.

“WHY ARE YOU SO LATE?!”

“I HAD AN EYE EXAM!”

He walked to the teacher and handed her a doctor’s note. “You know I can’t mark you present right?,” she said. “You can’t mark me absent either, miss”. Yeah, he wasn’t the best student here. He walked back up to me and kissed me. “There’s like 2 minutes left,” he said,“Can we leave?”.

“Just go”

Being a nuisance paid off as we were all let out early. He grabbed my book bag and ran with me, pulling me by the hand. He took me to the back of the school, yeah, the very back behind the gym. I sat in his lap as he kissed me once more harder, now that no one was watching. I then faced him. “I thought you were leaving,” I whined. He ran his hands through my hair. “I was going to,” he said,“but I couldn’t do that to you, or to myself”. We sat in silence till I said,“Who would’ve thought?”.

“Yeah, in a million years, huh? What year we in?”

“Shut up”

I kissed him and felt him smile against my lips. “Don’t change, Kazuichi”. “Don’t plan on it,” he said,“I love you”. “I love you too”.

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Book: My Two First Loves

Pairing: Ava Lawrence x MC (Emma Price)

Genre: Fluff

Rating: G, none

Word count: 3,903

A/N: Ava and MC start dating exclusively and MC has to break the news to Noah and Mason. I love writing for this pairing, they're just so cute ugh! Hope y'all enjoy!

Tag list: @ineedskyecrandall @kamilahsayeet2063 @avalawrencefl @lovekamilahsayeed @thequeenkamilahsayeed @heygmicheelle (lmk if anyone would like to be included or removed in my next fics.)

I walked up to the entrance of the school building and stopped right outside the doors. I looked up at the sky and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly.

Well, time to bite the bullet. I had to tell them. I couldn't put this off any longer.

I walked into the hallway and immediately spotted Ava by her locker. My mood instantly brighten when I saw her and I felt myself trying but failing to fight back a smile. Her back was facing me so she couldn't see me.

Using that to my advantage, I sneakily creept up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist after looking around to make sure Mason or Noah weren't close by. I felt her jump slightly at the sudden contact but quickly became relaxed when she heard my voice.

"Morning, beautiful," I spoke softly into her ear before placing a kiss on her cheek.

"Emma! You scared me," she laughed and leaned back into me. She turned around to face me then returned my hug. She gave me a soft peck on the lip and said, "Good morning, sweetheart."

My heart swelled at the term of endearment.

"I hate to keep bringing it up," Ava spoke again, "but have you told Mason and Noah yet?"

I sighed and let go of her, leaning against the lockers while avoiding her gaze. "I haven't, but I swear I'll do it by the end of the day."

I glanced at Ava to see her cross her arms and look at me, skeptical of my promise. "Are you sure?"

"Yes! C'mon, what can I do to make you believe me?"

"Hmm," she pretended to think, looking sly. "Well, maybe you can seal the deal with a kiss, I think that'll convince me."

I giggled and pulled her into me. "Of course that would."

Our lips met in a sweet kiss as I grabbed onto her shirt. She leaned into me, pushing me against the lockers. It wasn't long before the bell rang, making us pull away.

"Never thought I'd be one of those people that made out against the lockers in the hallway," Ava whispered against my lips and I laughed.

"A first time for everything."

She grabbed her books and gave me a kiss on my temple.

"I'll see you later, Em!" she waved as she walked to her class.

"Can't wait," I blew her a kiss and headed towards mine, wondering how on earth I was gonna tell the boys I finally figured out the right one for me and that it wasn't either of them.

~•~•~

"Noah!" I called out to the tall figure that was standing by his bike. He must have gone out during lunch break.

After eating with Ava, I told her I had to leave to find Noah and I've been searching for him for the past 10 mins. With only a few minutes left before class started again, I was relieved that I found him in time.

"Oh, hey, Em. What's up?"

"Okay, listen, I have to talk to you, can we?"

"Uh, sure," he said as I dragged him to a more secluded area in the car park.

"I have to tell you something."

"What is it?"

I bit my lip. Crap, how was I suppose to break it to him? I've thought about a few ways to ease him into it but none seemed right in that moment.

I sighed and I looked at him. "Noah, you know I care about you right?"

His eyes soften and I felt a pang of guilt. Ah, dammit!

"I care about you too."

"I know, but I have to admit, I... well, I'm sorry, I don't know how to say this but, I... ugh, I have to call things off between us," I said the last part in a rush, not being able to meet his eyes.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw him stiffen.

"Are... are you sure?" he breathe in deeply. "Is this what you want?"

Keeping Ava's gorgeous face in mind, I didn't have to think twice. "Yes, it is."

Finally, gathering the courage to look at him, I dragged my gaze up to see his eyebrows furrowed and a conflicted look on his handsome face. He ran his hand through his hair.

"Well, I saw it coming. You've been distant the past month but I can't say I'm not disappointed," he gave me a melancholy smile and I felt my heart clench. God, I felt so bad.

"Noah, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to lead you on or fall for someone else. But I did, and I can't apologise enough, I'm sorry."

"It's Mason, isn't it?" he asked even though his tone made it clear that he didn't want to know the answer.

I opened my mouth to speak but closed it, thinking for a second. "Um, actually, it's not-"

I was cut off when I heard the school bell go off again. Ugh, stupid bell.

"Noah, I'll explain later, meet me at the diner after school, I'll tell you everything then. I have to go now!" I spoke quickly, already rushing to my next lesson. I've never been late for classes and I wasn't gonna start now.

"Hold on, Emma!" he shouted after me but I was already running into the building.

"Later, Noah!"

~•~•~

I walked into class right on time. It was the class I had with Mason. I saw him sitting at his usual spot and took my seat beside him like I normally would.

"Hi, Em," he said to me with a charming smile.

"Hey," I greeted him back. Before I could say another word, the teacher stood up and began the lesson.

I had no intention of telling him during class but I couldn't stop thinking about it. After over half an hour, I couldn't bear it anymore so I whispered to him, "I have to tell you something."

He leaned over to me and spoke under his breath, "What is it?"

I caught the teacher glaring at us and decided that it probably wasn't the smartest idea to talk unless I was begging to get in trouble.

I pulled my phone out from my bag and began texting him a message from under the table.

'Idk how to say it,' I admitted.

I heard his phone vibrate in his pocket and saw him pull it out. Just like I did, he shot me a reply from under the desk.

'Just give it to me straight.'

I contemplated for a moment before responding, looking at the whiteboard to pretend I was paying attention. 'Primize ne yu womt reavt too stringlu, I font wanr us getinh our phinses congregated.’

I heard my phone buzz again.

'?????'

I scrolled up to see my previous message. Damn, texting in class was hard. I looked down a little to correct myself, making sure I wasn't typing gibberish.

'I meant, promise me you won't react too strongly, I don't want us getting our phones confiscated.'

'Yeah, okay, I swear.'

I looked over at him as he looked back at me. He gave me a small nod, letting me know that he promised.

I averted my eyes to the front of the class then back down to my phone. 'I'm really sorry Mason, I don't know if there's a better way to tell you but I can't see you anymore.'

I turned my head to his direction, trying to gauge his reaction. I saw him squint and his chiseled jaw clenched in confusion. His eyes dancing across his phone, reading it over and over again as if he refused to believe the words on it, wishing it didn't say what it said.

'Wdym you can't see me?'

Oh boy, he was making this harder then it already was.

'As in romantically...'

I saw his face trying it's hardest to maintain a neutral expression but I've known him for years. I knew when he was sad even if he was trying to hide it and right now, he was absolutely crestfallen.

I gulped and once again, I felt guilt washing over me.

I got a text back saying, 'Oh... I see...'

'Mason, I didn't mean to hurt you and I'm so sorry I did. But I can't help that I've fallen for someone else.'

I heard him sigh from beside me.

'You don't have to explain. I respect your decision, I can't force you to do anything you don't want to. I should've known this would happen, we barely spend time together anymore.'

'Mason...'

'It's okay. And you're talking about Noah, right? I saw you with him at the car park during lunch.'

I was about to correct him when the damn bell stopped me yet again. What the hell was it with this stupid bell interrupting me today? What sort of vendetta did it have against me?

I gathered my things and told him, "Go to the diner after school, I'll meet you there. There's more I need to tell you."

He didn't ask any further questions. I think he was still trying to make sense of what happened. He simply nodded and said, "okay".

I squeezed his hand in comfort and headed out the classroom.

~•~•~

After school, I met Ava at her car. She was on her phone but once she heard my footsteps approaching, she looked up. She lets out the most heart-stopping grin and I instantly melted.

Her smile was not only insanely attractive, it was extremely infectious too. Unable to help it, I smiled back and ran towards her to crush her in a hug.

"Oof!"

The impact of my body slamming against her's made her stumble a little but she caught her footing and held me tight.

"Hi, baby," she cooed as she giggled.

"Hi!" I giggled along with her.

She pulled back a little and took my face in her hands to guide my gaze to her's, stroking my cheeks with her thumb. I became breathless as I peered into her piercing brown eyes. The sunlight reflected off of them, making them sparkle and shine.

She leaned in as she brought my face closer to her's, placing a gentle kiss on my lips. I hummed in satisfaction but I wanted more.

"That's not enough," I whispered and moved my hand to her neck to crash our lips once again.

She moved an arm to encircle my waist as I felt her smile into the kiss. She moved her head back, breaking off our lips and making me groan.

"Don't we have somewhere to be?"

"Unfortunately."

I explained to her that I already told Mason and Noah I'm calling it quits with them but I had yet to give them a proper explanation.

"Alright," she said as we got into her sedan. She started the engine and exited the school premise. "To the diner then."

When we arrived, we walked up to the entrance but Ava stopped me before entering.

"You go on ahead, I have to get something first, I'll meet you later."

"You have to get something now?" I questioned but was too nervous to ask any further questions. "Don't be gone too long."

She gave me a peck on the lips and responded, "Don't worry, I'd miss you too much to be gone for too long."

I walked into the diner and sat at an unoccupied booth. I didn't have to wait long before I saw Noah coming in. His eyes searched around before seeing me. He walked towards the booth and sat across from me.

"Hey," he said.

"Hi."

"So, what's this about? I already know you're with Mason. What more did you want to tell me?"

Before I could reply, I saw Mason entering the diner. When he saw me, he made his way towards us and when he realised Noah was with me, he paused.

"Oh, I didn't realise you were with him," Mason spoke uncertainly.

"Mason, please, sit." I gestured to the spot beside Noah and he obliged.

Both of them shifted in their seats, obviously uncomfortable with being so close to each other. If I wasn't so nervous about this whole situation, I would've laughed at how silly they looked.

"Uh, why are we both here?" Noah asked.

"Yeah, I already know you chose him, you didn't have to bring him too, I already knew," Mason said.

Noah turned to him, looking confused. "What?"

Mason sighed, "Yeah I know about the two of you, she told me earlier, don't worry I'm not looking to pick a fight or whatever."

"Dude, what the hell are you talking about?" Noah looked so perplexed. "She told me during lunch break that she was cutting things off with me."

Now Mason looked confused. I raised my eyebrows in amusement. Who knew this would be so entertaining to watch.

"Wait, what? I thought she was with you!" Mason remarked.

"And I thought she was with you!" Noah exclaimed.

They went from looking at each other to staring at me.

"So Mason isn't the person you fell for?"

"And Noah isn't either?"

I just shook my head.

"Then, who?" they both questioned in unison.

Right on cue, Ava stepped into the diner. I took my eyes off of the both of them to stare at Ava instead. I smiled. It didn't matter that I've seen her a million times before, I was in awe of her. I was in awe of everything she did.

She walked as if she owned the place. Every step was exuding confidence. Her presence was a force to be reckoned with and I couldn't help but wonder how I was fortunate enough to be with this gorgeous girl.

"Her," I uttered softly, gentle and loving.

Both boys turned their heads around to follow my gaze.

Their eyes widen in surprised and Mason's jaw was hanging open too. I couldn't help but chuckle at their reactions.

Their stares followed Ava as she walked to us and sat beside me. I noticed her put a shallow box on the table as she took her seat.

"Hey, babe," she said to me and planted a kiss on my cheek. She snaked an arm around my torso to pull me into her and I could feel my cheeks become warm from blushing.

"Hey," I replied and placed my arm around her to squeeze her back. "What's in the box?"

"A surprise for later," she spoke softly and nuzzled my neck, leaving a kiss there. I couldn't help but giggle.

She looked up to finally address the boys. "Hey Noah. Mason." She gave a small wave.

"Hi."

"Hey."

They both said, still in shock at the reveal.

Ava turned to me. "I'm going to grab a milkshake to share, okay?"

"Sounds perfect," I smiled and watch her get up to go to the counter.

I wasn't the only one staring. The boys watched her leave as well before turning their attention back to me.

"Wait," Noah blurted and held a hand as Mason stuttered, "This... is a prank, right?"

"No, Mason, I actually really like Ava. And I'm seeing her. Exclusively."

Noah's eyes widen again. "Oh."

Mason was silent, still trying to process the information. I don't blame him. Imagine if both girls you were seeing started dating each other. I covered my mouth with my hand to suppress my laugh.

Ava returned to her seat and placed a hand on my thigh, giving it a soft, reassuring squeeze before speaking to the boys. "So, Emma and I are dating."

"So I see," Mason muttered. "You're dating your best friend."

"Yes, I am."

Noah interrupted, "Sorry, not to sound rude or anything but, are you... bi, then?"

"Yeah, I'm bi, Ava's gay. I figured it out a few months ago and I knew you guys would be okay with it but I didn't know how to tell you. I'm sorry, I should have done it earlier."

"No, it's alright." That was Mason. "You don't have to apologise. I get it. And for what it's worth, I'm happy you found each other. And yourselves."

"I finally agree with him on something," Noah nodded. "You both look happy. I'm glad you found someone that makes you smile."

I could tell they were genuine. Tears threatened to spill over. "You guys..."

Ava butted in, joking, "You both are just relieved that she isn't with the other, aren't you?"

They glanced at each other then mumbled.

"Yeah, I guess."

"Maybe a little."

I laughed at them and moved out of the booth to hug the both of them. "I still care about you guys, but Ava is the one for me." I looked over my shoulder to peer at her. She smiled at me. "It just took me some time to figure it out. And myself out."

"Don't sweat it, and you guys are cute together." Noah gave me a pat on the arm. "I think I should leave you guys to it, don't wanna be interrupting."

"Yeah, I'm gonna head out too," Mason said. "I hope you both are in a better relationship than when I was with Ava," he teased playfully.

"No offence, but that relationship was doomed to fail. Plus it's different when you actually care about that person."

He looked like he was about to retort but instead just smiled and rolled his eyes. "You got me there. I hope she treats you good."

"Way better than she did you," I called out and watched him shake his head, laughing. They both walked out of the diner and I went back to Ava. The milkshake was already on the table.

"That looked like it went better than expected," she stated.

"They're both great guys, I knew they'd be understanding."

"Do you regret it?"

I looked at Ava like she was crazy. "Of course not! Sure I feel bad for them but I'm here now with you and there's no where else I'd rather be. You're my first choice, Ava, and you always will be."

Ava rested her head against my shoulder and wrapped her arms around one of mine. She sighed happily.

"You're amazing, you know that?" she told me.

"Not as much as you."

She laughed and sat up straight again. I was disappointed but that feeling instantly vanished at her next words. "So now that that's out of the way, I have a surprise for you." She moved the box in front of me.

"Yes! What is it?" I was really curious at what she had gotten.

"Before I show you, I have to say something." She twisted her body to face mine and I did the same. She took my hands in hers and began speaking. "Em, everyday since you've picked me I can't help but wake up each day wondering what the hell I did to deserve you."

She looked into my eyes. "You're smart, talented, caring, understanding and not to mention downright beautiful. Inside and out. You've helped me so much and I can only try to return the favour. I want you to be happy and I'll try my best to make sure you'll always have a smile on your face."

My heart started racing at her declaration. She didn't even have to try. She makes me happy just by looking at me and with her speaking like this, it was almost overwhelming.

"I feel the same way about you," I removed one of my hands from her to cup her cheek.

"Good, 'cuz every time I look at you, I can't believe you're here and the fact that you're with me? It's insane to think about. My heart beats like crazy when I'm with you and you still make me nervous but I wouldn't have it any other way."

I giggled but felt myself blushing furiously. She knew exactly what to say to make me a flustered mess. "You're not the only one." The hand that was on her cheek moved to cup the nape of her neck. My fingers played with her baby hair. "Not that I'm complaining, but why the sudden confession?"

She too a deep breath. "Because, I want to ask..."

She lifted open the lid of the box and I peered inside. My heart leapt and I could feel butterflies in my tummy.

It was a box of chocolates. There were letters on each piece and the words it spelt made me want to cry for joy.

'WILL YOU BE MY GIRL?'

I launched myself at her despite already being so close, wrapping my arms around her neck and sobbing into it.

"Yes! Of course I will, idiot!"

She laughed blissfully, hugging me back. "I get to call you my girlfriend!"

I giggled with her. "And I get to call you my girlfriend!"

She kissed me on the lips and I sighed into it. I could taste the tears that were trickling down my face and I knew she could too but we didn't care. Too consumed in the thrill of it all, we kissed as if our life depended on it, refusing to let the other go. Chills ran through my body and up and down my spine, causing me to shiver. Only Ava could make me feel like this.

Eventually, we pulled away but rested our forehead against each other.

"God, I can't believe you're mine," Ava smiled breathlessly.

"This isn't a dream, is it?" I asked, beaming. "I can't believe this is real."

She kissed my forehead and placed my head on her shoulder this time. She moved my hand to put it on her chest. "Is this real enough for you?" I could feel her heart hammering so hard I thought it would burst.

"Ava, you're gonna make me cry again!"

She just laughed. I'll never get tired of her laugh. Or her smile. Or her voice. Or just her in general. "Sorry, gorgeous."

"Have you been planning this?"

"I ordered the chocolates a week ago from the shop down the street. It was just a coincidence that you decided to meet up with them here today."

I smiled at her, feeling my face soften. She was so thoughtful.

She moved the milkshake closer to us. "Drink up, I got your favourite."

We shared the milkshake and the chocolates, giggling and talking for hours, hugging and not wanting to release each other the entire time.

At one point I just paused and stared at her. I've seen that same face since freshman year but her beauty still struck me to the core like lightning every single time. The arch of her brows, the way her eyes twinkled, her soft lips, everything about her was absolutely magnificent. The best part was her personality to match. Playful, charming, gentle, persistent. I swear she wasn't of this world and even if she was, how was one person so perfect?

And how was I lucky enough to call that person mine?

I looked up at Ava and she looked down at me, grinning adorably. She was a dream. And she was my girlfriend. The thought was enough to send a wave of euphoria through me. I settled my head back against her shoulder and smiled.

Noah and Mason may have a special place in my heart but Ava Lawrence was my person and if I could pick her a million times over, I would. I'd always choose her.

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kotoplasm · 3 years

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inner turbulence

summary: hinata shoyo is an empathetic person. he didn’t need to go through pain to understand another person’s pain. all he needed to understand was perspective. and that was all there was to it.

in japan, the legal age that entitles a person to enter the mafia was unknown. all that was known was once you were recruited, any past experiences, memories and relationships were all lost once you started training.

unlike most, hinata was lucky. most of his friends were already accustomed to the culture so the cutting of other relationships didn’t feel like such a heavy burden.

all he needed to understand was that in some instances, two wrongs do make a right. and in his case, that came in the form of bloodshed.

it’s twelve am in the country he’s returning from.

the last station had been a false alarm so their journey of three days had been for nought. besides from the odd stares for his brightly coloured hair and unexpected optimism, the assignment hadn’t been too taxing, just a few checkups here and there - he wouldn’t even be on this vehicle if it weren’t for miya’s laziness and tendency to take full advantage of the seniority role.

“it’s tradition to make the newbie take all the assignments at first for a week.” he could see the sympathetic glances from his other teammates and clearly this was a regular occurrence.

he’s forcing his eyes to remain awake despite the unholy hour it was, letting his thumb scroll through countless socials and trying to still submerge himself into his previous life, one that wasn’t filled with so many abnormalities and secrets.

if he concentrates long enough, sometimes he can still hear his sister nagging him for leaving without any further notice, leaving his mother distraught. it makes his heart heavy with emotions he doesn’t particularly enjoy experiencing nor speaking too much about but he knew there wasn’t anything he could do about that.

it’s ten minutes past 3 when he finally dozes off, the phone slipping out of the grip of his fingertips slightly and resting comfortably in his palms. with the position he was sleeping in, there was no doubt that he’ll have to find time to stretch all his limbs out.

ten minutes then twenty minutes go by before his phone vibrates. the sound is deep and hollow but ten seconds follow after that, the sound reverberating in his ears.

it takes five vibrations for hinata to wake up, brushing away the particles of sleep that had accumulated, telling him that his body had finally managed to rest.

miya atsumu: yer awake?

miya atsumu: oi

miya atsumu: i know yer ignorin’ me

miya atsumu: at least respond!

miya atsumu: answer the phone dammit!

if he wasn’t so tired, he would have scowled. following on from that, he would have preferred to ignore the message but seeing as miya didn’t look to be stepping down from texting him, it didn’t look like the conversation would die down anytime soon.

hinata shoyo: it’s 3am

miya atsumu: and it’s midday in japan. time zones exist

hinata’s lips pull into a pout. if you know that, then why are you even texting me at this time.

hinata shoyo: what is it?

miya atsumu: well i can’t discuss it over the phone cos of security issues and that but we’ve got another assignment

what?

hinata shoyo: wdym another assignment? i haven’t even gotten enough rest from this current one!

miya atsumu: well take that up with meian not me.

he knows that it was most likely atsumu who convinced meian to administer this mission not the other way around.

hinata shoyo: when is it?

miya atsumu: twenty-first of june

of all days? assignments would usually take a few hours or possibly a few days; hence why sleep was such an important thing to have if you were doing them back to back. on the plus side, the longer assignments were usually worth a lot more money since not everyone was willing to take them on.

unfortunately miya atsumu wasn’t “everyone” so he brought any new assignment to meian who administers and arbitrates it, resulting in the four of them (i.e. bokuto and sakusa if he was feeling up for it) to set off and complete the task.

on the rare occasion that the assignment could not be completed, a supplementary team would be sent out - something which atsumu never took pride in because it didn’t sit right with him that another person was completing something that he wanted to do initially.

despite being in a group together, they were already ahearsed with his tendencies, hence why they don’t even question his bad mood when they’ve failed their mission.

hinata dozes off after sending another message to miya, briefly telling him that he'll think it over after he returns to the main quarters.

“i hope you’ve been eating properly.” the voice his mother makes is stern and fixed. he wasn’t expecting a call from her at this time, especially since he left without saying goodbye. she was forgiving, but that forgiveness could only get you so far…

hinata replies with a sound that was followed by a breath of relief coming from the other line. “i haven’t changed anything about my diet. just added some more protein and increased my calories by a small amount. nothing too alarming.”

“that’s… good.” it goes silent for a few minutes before she clears her throat. he’s old enough to know that there was something wrong. there was a certain tone that she would take; mannerisms that she would often hint at to let you know that something was bothering her.

natsu wasn’t old enough to understand but when their mother was in this state, any slight tremor could set her off.

“well, i’ve got to unpack my things now so i’ll talk to you soon.” he hopes that’s enough to ward her away. his teeth bite the inner flesh of his cheek. was she satisfied? he hates the idea of treading on eggshells around her but hates lying to her even more.

“yes, i suppose that does take some concentration. i’ll call you again later in the week shoyo. me and natsuo miss you.” don’t say that. “she won’t say it but she misses not having you there to play volleyball with.” please don’t say anything else. “we love you.”

“i love you too.” the line cuts as he discards his phone into the pile of clothes waiting to be folded and put into his wardrobe. saying those three words gets harder every time he has to hear them. hearing those three words gets harder because he knows that she’ll break if he stops saying them.

hinata questions the reason why he decided to work for the mafia.

was it because of the money? the danger? the thrill of becoming a criminal of society? no. it definitely wasn’t any of those reasons. because if you asked anyone here if they were happy, they would struggle to answer truthfully knowing what they knew now.

perhaps that’s why miya lost the spark in his eyes the last time he saw him those few years ago or how bokuto seems less chirpier than usual or why sakusa seems so mellow as opposed to his usual level of aloofness.

as he’s packing away his belongings into their respective slots and drawers, a knock at the door reaches his ears. an infamous splash of blonde catches his peripheral and the ginger is quick to shout a “come in” to allow him to enter.

miya is sporting a black turtleneck and a matching pair of straight leg jeans. out of respect, he removes his shoes to reveal the grey socks that stopped briefly before his ankle.

taking the vacant spot on his bed, he releases a breath of relief.

“so how was the mission?”

“not very eventful. they made a mistake with the request so we still get the money but they’re currently sending out a notice to meian to let him know about the error,” hinata shrugs.

“is that so?” the relaxed tone of his voice irritated hinata for some reason. “anyway, i still need to get yer up to speed with the new assignment.”

“ahh you mean the one that you said you couldn’t tell me about at three o’clock in the morning.”

“how many times do i need to tell yer that it was an honest mistake shoyo?” he hisses. “can we talk about that later though? i still need to explain the details.”

hinata nods, letting miya relax once again.

“okay so i went on an expedition with bokuto a few days ago in regards to a rumour i heard a while back.”

“you mean the one about the daughter of the man that runs that big fire armoury? i thought she died after going missing? isn’t that what the report said?”

“yer really think she died?” miya asks. “because something about that report didn’t sit right with me.”

hinata frowns. “but you’re always saying that and most of the time there isn’t anything wrong.”

“bokuto thought the same actually. he didn’t read through it all but he noticed there was something odd about the dates they wrote down.” hinata turns to hear the sound of papers being ruffled around, looking at the beige coloured file containing a few miscellaneous sheets, held together by a few staples. “turn to the third page. and read out the first two dates.”

the three dates he recalled were said in the following order: “date of birth, 27th december 1996; date of first recorded absence, 20th august 2010; date of recorded death, 23rd december, 2010.” *the dates look normal to me.

“anything weird about those dates?” miya asks to which hinata shakes his head, confused. “that’s what i thought initially until i gave it to bokuto a week ago. he thinks someone tampered with the dates.”

with that, he looks at the report once more, staring at the black print for a straight minute or so until his head pops up like a recoiled spring.

“yeah you’re right! it used to say august instead of december!” he points out. “but why is that significant?”

this idiot notices one small detail and doesn’t even understand the significance behind it? atsumu thinks to himself, narrowing his eyes.

“well don’t yer think it’s odd that her death was recorded just three days after her first absence? in fact, the person must’ve been missing for about six months before they can put it down as a death. only issue is that the paperwork gets really annoying to fill out.” he grimaces. just the thought of all those sheets to sign, read through and tick seemed too tiring for him.

“really? i didn’t know that!”

‘course you didn’t.

“yeah it was something sakusa actually told me during our lunch break. so i brought it up with meian and he said that we could investigate and report any findings.”

“well did you find anything?”

“nothing. even took a train to the north to check but we didn’t find anything,” he sighs. “so we came back to tokyo and decided to treat ourselves with a drink at this club i recently found. they offer shows at night provided that you book in advance.”

“why is any of that important?” says hinata who was aware of the infamous club he was talking about. the one that their head nurse hated because of how uncomfortable the men at that place made her feel. judging from the face of disgust that she made, he could only imagine how horrid the place must be.

“well whilst we were wallowing in self-pity, one of the waitresses caught my eye.” miya smirks and tells him to turn to the first page.

he looks at the picture of the supposedly dead girl. “what’s so special about the photo?” apart from the poor quality of the images, his eyes catch onto the family photo of four individuals, the girl in question standing in the middle.

he doesn’t remember seeing a family photo that looked so hostile.

“every member of that family is identified by this specific tattoo. i don’t know why it’s necessary but whilst that waitress was cleaning, i noticed that she also had a tattoo on the lower side of her navel.”

“that doesn’t sound like a decent thing to do.”

“i didn’t stare okay! it was just a glance. but it looked really similar so i got to thinking and started comparing the image. they looked very very similar.”

miya continues to explain his findings to hinata as he cleans up his room. the conversation lasts for around ten more minutes until he’s finished folding away his clothes and miya is satisfied with what he has to say. compared to other missions, this one seemed like one that he was extremely persistent about completing, the reason unknown to him.

when he feels the bed dip, miya looks at hinata.

“so what do yer think? does it sound cool?”

he shrugs. “i don’t know. just sounds off to me that we’re going to kidnap someone and give them away for some leverage.”

“it’s just something you’ll have to get used to shoyo. things like this are normal.”

he doesn’t reply. instead he flops onto his bed, rubbing strands of his hair away from his face to stare at his ceiling. is this what the mafia was about? getting innocents involved in dark business? treating people like objects? was this something that seemed like fun to him?

conclusion: he couldn’t think of one, to say. says that it’s because his mind wasn’t in that “proper mindset.” [2.2k]

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reidology · 4 years

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He Was A Skater Boy… (Chapter 6) (Hotch/Reid)

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner / Spencer Reid

Summary: "Spencer, everything I’ve done for you is not about emotion, it's about justice. I advise you to get over yourself, the BAU is bigger than you and your little friend. Once he stops wasting your time you can go back to thinking rationally.”

Word Count: 3.4k

(I know it’s been a long wait, so I hope this longer chapter is worth it! <3)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5

Chapter 6: I don't wanna make it, I just wanna- (AO3)

It was dark and raining out, but inside the warm comfort of Gideon’s cabin the sound of the rain pittering against the windows was relaxing. Finally, this Wednesday Gideon wasn’t away on a case, so Spencer has made his way to his cabin for their weekly chess dinners. At the door he was greeted by his mentor with a question rather than, well, a greeting, “How would you identify an injury as hesitant or otherwise?”

It’s not that Spencer didn’t appreciate everything Gideon was doing for him, he just sometimes wondered why they couldn’t ever have normal conversations. Talk about normal things, confide in each other. He already thought of the older man as a father figure, he wished Gideon would take in interest in his personal life. Granted, Spencer didn’t have a personal life until like last week. The lack of personal connection between them made him tick, why does it always have to be business? How about a ‘Hello Spencer, sorry about last week, let’s catch up!’, was that really so unthinkable?

Yes, Spencer was still pissed about Gideon leaving for a case with the BAU without even letting him know that he had rejoined the BAU . The place he’d been groomed to work for since he was thirteen by Gideon himself.

“A hesitation mark would be a shallow, perhaps uneven cut as opposed to a clean, deep wound that would reach past the epidermis of the victim’s skin.” Spencer answered dully. Too easy. The old man let him in and Spencer settled at his usual spot at the dinner table.

They ate in relative silence, meaning Gideon talked and Spencer listened, as per usual. The reason Gideon went on the case was to butter Spencer up to the team and introduce the idea of letting Spencer on. Spencer pointed out that he hasn’t even joined the academy yet and he’s already considering the BAU?

“Trust me, Reid, I know what’s good for you,” was the only response he got.

How come Gideon couldn’t tell him about this beforehand? After all, this is about him . This is his future! A simple head’s up is all Spencer wanted, a sign that he was in control of his own life. But of course, that would’ve gone right over Gideon’s head.

After Spencer helped clean up the dinner, they settled into a chess game. It was a welcomed distraction from the frustrations of the earlier conversation. But Spencer should’ve known his luck always runs out.

“I almost forgot,” Gideon began in his usual monotone, “Rossi has agreed to meet with you for a little chat over at the office.”

This had Spencer seething. He pretended not to hear him, focusing instead on his next move. If you have nothing nice to say , he thought, say nothing at all .

“It’s tomorrow evening, you should bring your resume. And your dissertation”

Spencer moved his knight to E5.

He didn’t look up, “I’m busy tomorrow evening.”

Aaron was taking him to the skatepark to teach him how to kick-flip and maybe do… other things. Gideon appeared to be surprised by this reaction, as if Spencer should be jumping with joy at the prospect of meeting with another old man to discuss how else he can be used.

“Spencer, this isn’t really something you can blow off. This is important.”

“So is this! I have plans with Aaron and I am going to see them through. Rossi can reschedule.”

“Who is Aaron? And how could he be more important than this?”

“You would know if you ever asked about how I’m doing.”

Gideon kept looking right through him, unimpressed. He set his Queen to E5, taking Spencer’s knight. Spencer tried not to choke up.

He tells him about how Penelope urged him to socialize more, and get out of his comfort zone. About how he goes to study and read at the skatepark, how he met Aaron there, and offered to tutor him. His voice got small when he let slip that Aaron kissed him.

“A-and that’s why I need to tutor him tomorrow, his midterms are soon.”

It was a bit of a lie hidden in truth, but he couldn’t tell Gideon his plan was to suck face with the skater he met two weeks ago.

Gideon’s silence was deafening. Spencer shakily moved his pond to C4, after all it’s not every day you accidentally come out to your prehistoric mentor.

“This boy is a distraction. So is Penelope. She has been trying to control you for months, I knew it was a bad idea for you to see her. She’s feeding you lies, filling you with emotional dandruff, and putting you on the wrong path. Spencer, everything I’ve done for you is not about emotion, it is about justice. I advise you to get over yourself, the BAU is bigger than you and your little friend. Once he stops wasting your time you can go back to thinking rationally.”

Spencer has no means to hide the tears streaking his cheeks. Or the ones falling onto the board. He wants to tell Gideon that the BAU is his dream, not Spencer’s, that the only one controlling his life is him. Penelope has shown him that there’s more to life than just being a convenient supercomputer. He feels alive for the first time ever, he hopes Gideon will understand.

“I made a promise to a friend,” his lips trembled, “I can’t betray that.”

“No, you made a commitment to the FBI, to helping people, to catching monsters. Now you’re going to meet with David Rossi tomorrow or the past five years of your life will have been meaningless. It’s your choice, Spencer.”

He made a final move on the board. “Check mate.”

The message was clear. Gideon or Aaron.

Later that night, lying in bed, he texted Aaron:

Spencer: I can’t meet you tomorrow. It’s best if we don’t meet at all anymore.

The reply came in immediately,

Aaron: wdym? are you ok?

Spencer was too emotional to respond. He tried to go to sleep but his phone kept vibrating.

Aaron: is this a gay freak out?

or is it a me thing?

...

Spencer please just let me know you’re alright.

Spencer: I’ll be alright if you leave me alone.

Sending that to Aaron felt like a cut deep in his chest, he’d never been so cruel before. No reply came and he began to doze off into oblivion, he was about to drift when his phone vibrated again.

Aaron: fine, but I need my sweater back.

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Ever since Aaron had met this kid, he hasn’t been able to form a single coherent thought. The genius with hidden wit and geeky sarcasm already held so much power over him. Spencer had the compassion of a nurse, the most dazzling smile he’d ever seen, and eyes to draw him in and drown him in the deep end. Spencer could ask him to jump off the moon and he’d happily oblige. But this, this wasn’t like jumping off the moon. This was heartbreak.

I’ll be alright if you leave me alone.

The words flashed onto the screen and knocked the breath out of him. That message hurt worse than an ankle sprained a hundred times over. Nothing Spencer could say could make him believe that what they had, whatever they were building up to, didn’t mean anything. Something wasn’t right and Aaron was determined to find out exactly what. He couldn’t let this boy slip through the cracks, he couldn’t let him go before telling him exactly how he felt. But Spencer was stubborn, and he wouldn’t listen, he’ll shut himself out into isolation if Aaron doesn’t do something.

So he staged a coup. A devious plan to get Spencer running back into his arms. Ignoring the last text from Spencer, he replied ‘fine, but I need my sweater back.’

—————————————

Spencer has a plan. A plan to return Aaron’s sweater without actually seeing him. He plans to leave the clothing on the halfpipe and be gone before the man in question even gets there. He gets to the skatepark early and sets the sweater down at his usual spot, but when he turns around he comes face-to-face with his kryptonite. Aaron knows him too well.

Shoes dangling around his neck, baggy band T-shirt, oversized corduroy pants, striped green socks, messy hair, and the ever-present skateboard tucked under his arm.. How can this man have such an effect on him?

“Spencer,” he flashed a crooked smile. Spencer didn’t smile back. This will be easier if he doesn’t show his true emotions.

The smile faded quickly when Spencer wordlessly handed him the folded sweater. He’d spent a few minutes smelling it before he left, just to commit the scent to memory.

Aaron swallowed nervously, “Just talk to me, please. I just want to know what I did.”

He reached for Spencer’s cheek but Spencer ducked away before he could. Why is he making this harder than it has to be.

“You didn’t do anything. It’s me. I can’t do this, I have to go. I have a meeting.”

Spencer stepped around the taller man, but Aaron grabbed his arm, “No, stay, please let’s talk about this.”

“I can’t.” He shrugged him off and walked away. Leaving Aaron even more confused and heartbroken than before. Little did he know Spencer’s heart was broken too.

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David Rossi is an old Italian man with an affinity for classic cars and Cuban cigars. Spencer knows this because within ten minutes of meeting the man, the words ‘carbonara’ and ‘vintage’ had been uttered at least seven times. He seemed all right, Spencer liked that he hadn’t mentioned his age or his intelligence yet. Rossi introduced him to another younger agent before disappearing to his office with Gideon.

Elle Greenaway is… as intimidating as she looks. She may be shorter than Spencer but her height does not deter her from being absolutely vicious. The words ‘scrawny’ and ‘privilege’ may have been thrown around (to his face) many, many times. Nevertheless, she seemed genuinely interested in Spencer.

You see, he’d been dragged to the BAU by Gideon, to have this meeting with THE David Rossi, and he’d been sulking the whole way there. He remained polite and tried, really he tried, to act like he wanted to be there. But his mind was stuck on the day’s previous events. How could Aaron have changed his life so quickly? His universal perspective was completely skewed. He imagined the look on Aaron’s face when he finds out that David Rossi offered to cook him dinner at his mansion. The way his lip would quirk up as if to say ‘you’re joking, right?’ and the bright smile and wide eyes of excitement when he realizes that it’s the truth and the way his big hands would pull him in for a slow passionate kiss…

“Hey! Kid!”

Spencer broke out of his daydream at Agent Greenaway’s shrill voice and the snap of her fingers in front of his face. She looked amused, if not a little pissed-off at being ignored. “I asked you a question, what’s got you looking so miserable?”

By now he should know that this woman is direct and abrasive but unapologetic, he could respect that, but he was still caught off guard by the bluntness of the question. A panicked little squeak left his throat which totally betrayed the cool exterior he’d been faking this whole time. “Don’t even try to lie to me either, I’ll know.” Was that a threat?

“I- I’m not miserable.” He replied, miserably.

She did not believe that for a second. Greenaway took a glance around her bullpen then gestured to an empty office with a round table, “Sit down, Einstein. I’ll be right back.”

Spencer sat on one of the chairs, looking around he noticed a case board full of newspaper clippings, crime scene photos, maps, and more. Could he see himself sitting here, day after day, chasing monsters? He didn’t have time to entertain that thought before Elle came back and closed the door behind her. She placed a steaming cup of coffee in front of him. “ Oh thank god, ” He let out without thinking, she just chuckled at his embarrassment and took a seat across from him.

“I know a caffeine deficiency when I see one. But that’s not all it is, is it? Spill, Pretty Boy or I’ll make sure Rossi never lets you step foot in this building again.”

They both knew she wasn’t serious, no matter how convincing she sounded, but Spencer let up anyway. After taking a long sip of the scorching coffee, he shrugged, “Maybe that wouldn’t be so bad,” his gaze remained trained on the coffee sloshing around his cup, “Maybe that’s what I want.”

“You don’t want to be here?” Elle asked quizzically. “I thought you were ‘the genius to put us all to shame!’ ‘the BAU’s missing link!’ ‘the kid who’s gonna change the game !’ That’s all Gideon’s been talking about for years.”

Spencer shook his head and reddened at the way Gideon’s been talking about him to these special agents, “Gideon he… he doesn’t know what I want. He doesn’t understand.” He wants Aaron. He wants to feel wanted, not just… useful .

“And what is it you want?”

At that he took another sip of coffee, it really could use some sugar, how long of a sip does he need to take before Greenaway changes the subject? He couldn’t answer that.

A knowing smirk grew on the older agent’s face, “Ahh… or should I ask, who is it you want?”

Spencer only choked a little bit.

“Wh-what? No, no i-it’s not a- who it’s uh-”

“What’s her name?” Her head was propped up on her hand, leaning over as if that would get him to spill all his secrets.

After some hesitation, he relented, deep breath in, “His name.”

Elle didn’t look surprised, just corrected herself, “What’s his name, then?” Deep breath out. It’s safe.

He tried to suppress a grin when he answered, but it was nearly impossible not to smile when thinking of Aaron Hotchner.

“His name is Aaron. He’s a law student, I met him at the skatepark. But I... I can’t see him anymore. He’s a distraction.”

Elle’s eyebrows shot up at that, “Is that what Gideon told you?”

He nodded. She made her disapproval clear with a roll of her eyes and a tsk .

“Listen, kid. Gideon’s an old man stuck in his glory days. You’ve got the rest of your life to work for the FBI. You’re only nineteen for Christ’s sake! Do you even know how many wives Rossi’s had? Too many. But he’s one of the best profilers I’ve ever met. Love isn’t a distraction, Spencer, it’s an asset. Go chase your dream guy, the BAU isn’t going anywhere.”

At that, she got up and went to leave, not before saying, “I better not see you for at least another decade, kid.”

She was right, and Spencer had a sweater to reclaim.

———————————————-

By the time Gideon drove him home, it was nearly 11pm, Spencer was exhausted from socializing with the team and talking about his genius intellect for hours. But he was determined to fix the rupture he’s created.

He’s been an avoidant ass to Aaron. He knows he doesn’t deserve to be forgiven. But he’ll be damned if he doesn’t try. He dug around the garage, making sure not to wake his mother, and found his old bike. And helmet, of course. He grabbed his satchel and made his way to Aaron’s dorm building in the dark. He wouldn’t risk texting Aaron in advance and being turned down or ignored. He left the bike in the grass and made his way up to Aaron’s door, attempting to catch his breath.

Before knocking he made sure he still had the gift in his bag. After his talk with Agent Greenaway earlier, he thought about how he could apologize. He wanted it to be meaningful, so he brought a gift. Spencer held his breath and knocked three times. He practiced his speech in his head, Aaron, I am so sorry I treated you like you were disposable. My mind was clouded with doubt about my future, but I never should have let that get in the way of you. You mean so much to me, Aaron, would you let me-

The door opened and it revealed a disheveled, bloodshot, miserable figure. Aaron had clearly been crying. It was almost midnight and Aaron had been up crying because of him. Spencer was such an asshole, how could he have done this to the only person to ever treat him like a normal guy? The guilt swallowed him whole and the practiced words left his mind. How could he fix this?

“Spence?” Aaron has never sounded so small .

Spencer blubbered, feet stuck to the ground. His mouth opened but no words came out. Aaron shifted his feet and looked down at the ground.

“What are you doing here?”

Spencer swallowed his pride.

“I came to apologize. I know I really fucked up. You don’t have to forgive me but I- I hope you’ll give me another chance.”

Aaron looked up at him, analyzing his face, surprised at Spencer’s words. After today he thought Spencer was completely done with him. He sniffed and saw Spencer’s guilt build-up in his shoulders.

“Here… I got you this. I know it isn’t much but…”

Spencer opened his satchel and fussed around for the gift, he handed it to Aaron who took his hands out of his pockets with shaking arms. His eyes widened.

“David Rossi’s new book? It doesn’t get released for another month.”

“Open it.”

Aaron opens the cover and falls silent.

“Scars remind us where we've been. They don't have to dictate where we're going.”

“How did you get an autographed copy of my favorite author’s unreleased novel?”

“It’s a long story, but essentially there was a lot of begging.”

Aaron stood a while in uffish thought, staring down at the book, stroking the spine of it. Then he gave a little smirk at, “Begging, huh?” There was a glint in his eyes. The mischievous glint Spencer thought he had put out forever.

“Yeah, you should’ve seen it. I was on my knees and everything.”

Aaron smiled. “I want a real explanation, but right now I just want to kiss you. Can I kiss you?”

Spencer was in his arms before Aaron could finish the question. “You never have to ask.”

Aaron wasted no time grabbing Spencer’s face and crashing their lips together. Spencer immediately melted into it, clutching at the other’s hoodie, trying to get closer to that heavenly heat. Aaron broke away caressing the younger man’s face and pressed his forehead to his temple, “Stay,” he whispered.

Spencer nodded vigorously and was pulled across the threshold into the room. The door was kicked closed with Spencer pressed up against it. Aaron slotted their lips back together and draped an arm around Spencer’s small frame, the other landing in his hair. Spencer’s lips parted to let the taller man in, the sensation washed over him and made his toes curl. Using his hold on Spencer’s hair, Aaron directed his head up, exposing the pale expanse of his neck. He peppered kisses and nipped and sucked until Spencer made those irresistible sounds Aaron had been dreaming about. He licked behind his ear and Spencer let out a whine, God, Aaron could watch him come undone all day.

“A-Aaron.”

Aaron hummed as he slipped a hand under Spencer’s button-up shirt.

“Aaron, wait.”

Spencer tapped lightly at his arm and Aaron stopped what he was doing.

“What’s wrong?” Wow, he sounded wrecked.

“Nothing’s wrong, I promise. I just don’t want to do this like… this. Our first time shouldn’t be rushed,”

Aaron nods and hums his approval in Spencer’s neck.

“Let’s go to bed?” Spencer cards his fingers through Aaron’s thick hair. The man pulls him in for a sweet kiss, then pulls him toward the bed.

“Anything you want, sweetheart.”

#spencer reid #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x spencer reid #hotchreid #hotch x reid #spencer reid fanfic #aaron hotchner fanfic #criminal minds #matthew gray gubler #mgg #thomas gibson #my fic #skater boy

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slytherinliththorne · 4 years

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Lith’s relationships (as to year 5)

I have known the state of Lith’s relationships with almost every canon hp character, but I guessed that since I mainly draw Talbott and Rowan somtimes it wasn’t as obvious for everybody else. So I made a quick breakdown of the groups and people Lith hangs out with in-game, because, well, mc friends are another story. Explanation of their dynamics under the cut.

BFF Squad (Rowan+Chiara): During first year it was only Lith and Rowan, the two weird Slytherin girls who seemed like outcasts. They had encountered Chiara a few times during classes, but never got close. After the Howling Hallowe'en quest, Lith and Chiara started to be friendlier with each other. After discovering Chiara’s secret, that friendliness increased, she even trusted Chiara with her own Curse. Lith started to invite Chiara to hang out with Rowan and they quickly became a trio. The three of them are quite introverted and lonely people, but they kind of bonded over that, as all understand the importance of alone time and that you don’t need to be overly clingy to maintain a friendship. During Chiara’s transformation, Lith uses her Curse to keep her company, and Rowan prepares Jacob’s room for their return with sweets, breakfast and other things they enjoy. At first, they roamed the Forbidden Forest, but after the Forest Vault, Torvus helped them find a spot to spend the night. Their hang out spots are the Hufflepuff Common Room, near Hagrid’s Hut and the Forbidden Forest.

Original Trio (Rowan+Ben): They were the first group of friends that Lith ever made at Hogwarts. She already had a friendship with Rowan so Ben’s addition was a surprise. Individually, Lith doesn´t really get along with Ben, they are on good terms but outside curse breaking adventures they don’t usually hang out. However, that doesn’t mean Lith doesn’t care for them, she actually has a soft spot for Ben.

Original Curse Breakers (Rowan+Ben+Bill+Penny): They were Lith’s ideal curse breaking team and she really misses those days. Now this team barely gets together, but she knows she can count on each of them. This group is currently disbanded.

Penny: Lith and Penny sometimes talk, and ever since Bea got trapped in the portrait, Lith has tried to be more attentive to her. Lith can be comfortable with Penny, but she quickly drains out of energy around her.

Unexpected buddies (Charlie): They seem to have nothing in common to bond over, Lith doesn’t share his love for creatures or quidditch, but maybe that’s exactly why they get along. Charlie first aproached her to offer his help with the Vaults and Lith must admit she was hesitant. But after colaborating the whole year to get to the Forest Vault, they became close friends. Lith enjoys indulging Charlie in his interests and Charlie is always there to comfort her when most people seek her comfort instead. They often hang out at Care of Magical Creatures and Jacob´s room.

Chaotic with a purpose (Tulip): They also seemed like unlikely friends, but Lith discovered that Tulip’s chaos was not just to be chaotic, but actually well thought, and they became partners in crime. Lith appreciates wit and cleverness, traits that Tulip has. Tulip is the scheming mastermind while Lith is the voice of reason due to her self preservation. They usually hang out at Jacob´s room and the library.

“WDYM I’m not a Weasly?” (Charlie+Bill): Lith hangs out with Charie and Bill separately, but together is also okay. As they are both her friends, she feels comfortable with them, but when the three are together is mostly due to the Cursed Vaults or some Weasly family business. They hang out at the library or The Three Broomsticks.

Convinient allies (Jae): Same thing as Tulip, Jae is clever and maybe a little shady, but Lith likes that. She sees advantage in befriending him and is usually amused when they hang out. They are usually goofing around the Kitchens when not discussing business. They also play cards together a lot.

Prank pals (Tulip+Tonks): Lith often hangs out with this group to get something out of it, not because she enjoys it. She doesn’t like pranking for the sake of it, so whenever Tonks is involved, it will probably be prank orientated stuff. She likes her, but not as a close friend. They are usually at Zonko’s.

Rakepick’s Curse Breakers (Ben+Merula+Bill): Out of all the groups, she feels more uncomfortable in this one. She feels like she is trapped in an awkward fusion of her group of friends. Lith will avoid being with this group as much as possible. They can be seen together with Rakepick, in the DADA classroom or the training grounds.

Soft Couple (Talbott): Their relationship started pretty similar than Chiara´s, with some differences of course. In my hc, Lith is the one to take interest in being an animagus in hopes of altering her Curse way before Talbott’s SQ. She hears about him from Penny, but is too socially anxious to approach him, so Penny does it for her. She introduces them, completely unaware of Lith’s intentions. Lith acts quite suspicious when talking about wanting to become an animagus, which causes Talbott to be mistrustful. At the end, the potion fails, but some of the painful side effects of the Curse’s transformation disappear. However, Talbott assumes that she was able to become an animagusThey get closer and Lith reveals her secret. Their tragic life, Talbott’s past and Lith’s irremediable future, helps them feel closer to each other. However, they bond over their love for the arts, specially poetry. They like being alone together, and start acting as a couple before they actually become one. They are very soft and wholesome, but their fear of losing people can spark fights. They hang out at the Owlery and the Astronomy Tower.

Art buddies (Badeea): I hc they met at Art class, both of them take it since year 1 so they know each other and greet each other in the hallways. In year 5, they formally introduce themselves and start to hang out. They usually meet up during weekends to paint and draw together in the Clock Tower Courtyard or the Astronomy Tower. They are polite with each other but not very close. They like their relationship as it is, as colleagues.

Study Buddies (Rowan+Barnaby+Tulip): How this group came to be? The Vaults probalby, but they actually enjoy to study together. Rowan tutors Barnaby while Lith and Tulip study on their own, and when they have questions they discuss them with each other. Rowan feels comfortable doing what she likes, Barnaby genuinly likes Rowan, and Tulip enjoys the dynamic of their study group, where everyone goes at their own pace but help each other when needed. They are almost always at the library.

Werewolf Support Squad (Talbott+Chiara+Jae+Rowan who I forgot to put in the image lol): Another hc and personal favorite. After sharing each other’s secrets, Chiara makes Lith realize that her Cursed is not only a burden, that she can actually use it to help. She tells her how Lupin said that his group of friends became animagus to stay with him during full moon. This is also incidentally the moment Lith learns about animagi. Lith accompanies Chiara from that moment on, whith Rowan’s blessing. By this point, Jae is already friends with Chiara, but not with Lith. After Talbott’s SQs Lith suggests the idea of having another friend joing their full moon nights, hinting that friend to be Jae. Chiara gets nervous, but Lith brings up the animagus potion. They agree to talk to Jae about it and he accepts, since being an animagus might come handy for a smuggler like him. While gathering the ingredients, Talbott gets suspicious, since Lith is “casually” asking him about the potion again. Chiara relunctantly tells Talbott the reason, much to Lith and Jae’s surprise. Talbott helps Jae finish the process and succesfully becomes an animagus (I hc he becomes a weasel). That’s how the four of them start spending full moon together. The mornings after strenghten their relationship. They all are introverted and sometimes reclusive, but their individual personality traits complement each other. They hang out in Jacob’s room at first and move to the Room or Requirement when Talbott and Jae join them.

#oh boy am I biased #I wrote entire paragraphs about my faves #I also left out of the explanations those who Lith is not that close to #im going to draw the bff squad and the werewolf protection squad someday #oh and talith's meeting of course #lith thorne #hphm #jacob’s sibling #Harry Potter Hogwarts mystery #hogwarts mystery #hp hogwarts mystery #talbott winger #chiara lobosca #rowan khanna #charlie weasley #jae kim #tulip karasu

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mlqcconfessions · 4 years

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Hi I absolutely love your headcanons. I have epilepsy and these can take many forms for me (full on seizures, absence seizures (looks like I've zoned out) and muscle spasms where I drop things and break them (I will cry cause I feel like my body is betraying me). I have anxiety and although I'm 4 years seizure free I always have a fear of 'what if today is the day' and having to remember to take my meds everyday. Can I have a HC of the boys taking care of MC with epilepsy and how they help her.

Although I’m not too familiar with the technical side of epilepsy, I did have a close high school friend who would occasionally get seizures during classes. I did a little research on my own time! Hope you enjoy it!

MLQC Headcanon - The closest one to you

Victor

You weren’t afraid to tell him about you having epilepsy (he didn’t want you to hide anything from him, anyways)

He wants you to describe everything to him (if you feel any pain, what medications you take, what he could do to help, etc)

He hires a professional to be your temporary carer

He didn’t like the fact that he wasn’t the one closest to you anymore

But with the way he is now, he won’t be that helpful to you

And he KNOWS that (that’s what makes it so frustrating)

He spends his free time between work to study up on epilepsy (and how to be a carer)

You’re worried that he’s dedicating so much of his precious time (and you know just how Victor feels about time)

“Have you forgotten who I am?” (he’s so cheeky sometimes)

He finishes clearing documents at a demonic speed (Goldman reiterates, I TOLD you he was an alien)

In the meantime, he does the simple tasks (ones that don’t require extensive knowledge)

He is ON YOU when you’re taking medications (Time is literally of the essence, MC)

He has a chart by his office desk with your details (so he knows what time, how many, how often you need to take the pills)

Because he can’t always be with you, he orders the professional carer to be by your side at all times (but makes him maintain a private distance that won’t make the CEO husband angry)

You haven’t had seizures for quite a while, but it’s always on the back of your mind

Victor knows that you’re worried about this (it makes him upset that there’s nothing he can do about it)

Although he can’t prevent future seizure from happening, he does his best to reassure you that he WILL be by your side to take care of you

“I don’t believe you, Victor” (this is your chance to make him BEG)

He doesn’t say anything for while, but picks up his phone to call someone

You can faintly hear the voice on the other side of the line

“Goldman, gather up all the employees in the building and have them meet at the main lobby” (....sorry sir, but can I ask just why...?)

“Victor, what are you—”

“Well, my wife here doesn’t believe me when I say I’m going to be by her side always” (....and....you want me to gather everyone because.....)

“Because if I actively proclaim my love to her in front of a crowd, she’ll trust my words” (he’s looking at you, smirking)

“Victor, you wouldn’t!”

“Try me”

The line hangs up (Goldman doesn’t get paid enough for this)

Kiro

He’s heard of it, but knows NOTHING about it (except a little about the seizures)

He’s scared when you talk about your past experiences

“And are you okay now?” (he has these puppy dog eyes)

“Well, I haven’t had these seizures for quite some time now” (omg you just want to hug him and kiss him all over)

Savin notices Kiro reading a lot more during schedules

Wait. Kiro. READING?????

Yes.

Sunshine boy is trying so hard to understand what epilepsy is

So he bookmarked all these articles online to read on his spare time

But God help him, he doesn’t comprehend what these words mean

He figured it was easier to just talk to a professional about it

Later in the week, he wants you to come over to his house on his day off

When you go inside, his entire house has been fortified

No more sharp edges, no more hard floors, security alarms set in every room?

“Ta-dah!” (Kiro proudly shows off his new home)

“Kiro...what....what’s all this for?”

“I think your apartment is too dangerous for you to stay by yourself” (he ushers you to sit down)

“It would be fine if I can regularly go to your house, but Savin said that’s too risky” (and risky it WAS, with all the fans following his every move)

“So I decided the best option was to bring you to MY home!”

Although it’s a little sudden, you can tell that he’s genuinely worried for you

“Haha...thank you, Kiro” (you get up to hug him)

“You’re welcome, MC” (he squeezes you even tighter)

“You’re free to use this house as you please. You can even change the interior here!” (No, that’s okay Kiro)

“When I can’t stay here during work, I’ll send my stylists over to check up on you” (he smooths your hair down)

“But don’t get too along with them! I’m going to get jealous!” (he puffs his cheeks out what the heck, that’s adorable)

You reach out to kiss his nose

“Don’t worry, you’re the only one I can get this intimate with”

He immediately picks you up, and you’re dangling over his shoulders

“Well, I don’t think that’s intimate enough” (sunshine? More like sun-KISSED)

Lucien

If there’s anyone more familiar with how epilepsy works, it’s Dr. Lu Lu

He knows more than you?

He doesn’t think it’s necessary to hire a professional carer (he’s the best carer, wdym)

He’s prepared to the fullest

You tell him that it’s been a while since your last seizure

“We can never be too sure, MC”

Although you haven’t moved into the same house yet, he frequently drops by your apartment (he doesn’t leave until the next day)

During lectures he always looks back at you (to make sure you’re doing fine)

AFTER lectures he makes sure your........physical form is in top condition (SFW if you know what I mean)

He worries that you’re overwhelmed with work sometimes

Offers to lessen your load by helping you edit videos

He’s actually good at making videos? (Youtuber in the making?)

You sometimes ask him to brew tea for you (it helps you relax)

He has a designated cup in his house just for you (when you’re not there, he places it in the display case)

You’re not actually interested in drinking tea

You just like how elegant he looks when he’s brewing

The soft smell of chamomile and lavender in his room is so calming

You fall asleep on his couch while he’s gathering some materials in another room

He’s slightly startled when he doesn’t hear your voice anymore (he quickly sets his papers down and crouches next to you)

Your cute snores make him laugh (he records it for future reference)

When you wake up, you’re back in your bed

“Lucien?”

He peers inside the door, pushes up his GLASSES, (yes I am a Glasses Lucien freak) and smiles at you

“Yes?”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t plan on dozing off like that”

“No worries, I was able to keep myself entertained”

“Oh? What were you looking at?” (you step out to the living room, finding a stack of albums on the table)

???

“You were adorable in this zebra onesie” (LUCIEN PLEASE)

Gavin

He’s dealt with plenty of rogue evolvers during his missions

Most of them had seizures while their evols were going out of control

How different could it be? (Birdcop has never been more wrong in his life)

He’s so taken back when you explain epilepsy to him

The way you describe it makes it sound so terrifying?

He listens inventively to the first aid procedures

He follows through pretty smoothly, actually (damn right, he’s Agent B-7)

You notice that he’s a LOT more attentive towards you

He was always like that before, but it’s to a greater extent now

If you’re quiet for a minute, he starts to panic

“It’s okay, Gavin! I’m okay” (you have to stop him from busting down the bathroom door)

He doesn’t like it when he has to leave you to go on missions (especially ones where he doesn’t know when he’ll get back)

He assigns Minor and/or Eli as your bodyguard (for all locations EXCEPT your apartment)

Anna is responsible for watching over you when you’re home

He calls/texts you so often (it’s like he never left)

His mind is elsewhere during work (but he never fails the missions, because he’s AGENT BIRDCOP-7)

Something you don’t know is that Eli and Minor are required to send photos of you once in a while (something about him being unable to trust their words)

WORST. PEOPLE. TO. ASSIGN. THIS. TO.

Eli takes photos with himself in it (and the focus is not even on you)

Minor always takes them while you’re moving (he only manages to capture your afterimage)

Anna to the rescue, honestly (that’s an entire photoshoot)

The first thing he does after returning is checking to make sure you’re okay (he hugs you after his checkup is done)

“........Gavin, what are these gashes on your arm?”

“....so......what do you want for dinner tonight?”

I don’t know why, but I always make Lucien’s headcanons somewhat nsfw

I can’t help it, he just does that to me

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hongism · 3 years

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my essay is here🤩🤩🤩 i wish i could put a “read more” break in this things and i hope i’m not bothering anyone too much with how long this is ;;;;; - 🦔

PLS NEVER EVER A BOTHER I PROMISE HEH I'LL USE A READ MORE FOR THE SAKE OF SPACE DON'T WORRY!!! AND I’LL ALSO ANSWER IN A POST HERE INSTEAD BC ITS GONNA BE LONG LONG I CAN PUT THE READ MORE FOR US

let's get this mfing BREAD im so excited i love reading your essays no matter what they are T-T

hyunwoo picking up on jisung’s bullshit and how he’s manipulating (?) mc??? 👁👁 so mc always wanted to kill the king bc of her memories, but after hyunwoo took the blame for her for something she killed him for killing hyunwoo???? i recall mc went to jail for stealing documents, could those be about the serum so she could learn how to get her memories back??? which is also why hyunwoo took the blame for her (assuming it’s bc of these documents) bc he already had contacts from other planets which could make him look guiltier than mc?????

i know the ENTIRE timeline of these flashbacks is SO confusing right now i am gonna compile them and put them in chronological order so it can hopefully make more sense and help piece things together better so LOOK FORWARD TO THAT TOMORROW!! it will help a lot with understand the flashbacks and the timing of them i PROMISE but a key piece of info is in the previous chapter where y/n mentions how the military wants to make things seem consensual and agreed to when using the serum!!

THAT HWA AND MC MOMENT I’M <///3 YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME WHEN THEY HAVE THAT CONVO IN THE FUTURE I WILL BE C R U S H E D 💔💔💔

u know i had to do it to them </3 hwa and mc moment </3 it's time for </3 growth </3 and forward movement </3 PAIN IS NECESSARY SOMETIMES!!!

JONGHO AND MC <////3 ugh day 1899273 of telling everyone just how much i love their relationship AND WHAT JONGHO DID FOR SAN AFTER THE MUTINY?????????? I AM PAIN “his heart is too big, he has too much love in his body for such a thing” 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

JONGHO IS THE NEVERENDING BEST BOY he really do be my baby thru and thru (along with san) day 3498723948234 of pushing the best boy agenda for these two <3 jongho and san have such a !!! special relationship that we haven’t really gotten a chance to delve into but this was a wee glimpse </3 our dearest san is full of love and nothing else </3

seonghwa my poor baby :((((((( ugh hearing all that from hongjoong is so <///////3 “he put his own monsters under the bed, but now he can’t get them out” this part still gives me so many chills even if i already read it in the spoiler :(((((( and poor yeosang must be so stressed from how tense he is on the way to the mission :(((((((((

anytime i make hongjoong talk about seonghwa i cry a lil inside believe u me it’s Painful GAH im glad that line was impactful it’s 100% one of my absolute faves i’ve ever written mmm delightful i really love it and sweet yeosang :(( i like to hurt myself and think that he was hurting a lot worse than what y/n saw on the outside and it was v much terrible for him ;;-;

“but your pain was too much for even me to bear” NOOOOOOOOOO :(

NOOOOOOOOO I KNOW IM SORRY PAIN ONLY PAIN

SOOJIN?????????

SOOJIN!!!!!!!!!!

WOOYOUNG!!!!!! :((((((( NOOOOOO “more scars to add to my collection, and more for yeosang to cry over probably” IM SO BROKEN BUT IM SO HAPPY HES BACK

WOOYOUNG!!! i always have to fucking HAMMER the pain in i know im SORRY BUT ghurIHSFGKL ITS WORTH IT!

I KNOW THE SOFT SINGING AND THE DREAM IN GENERAL WOOYOUNG DESCRIBED IS IMPORTANT BUT I HAVE ONE BRAINCELL SO I DON’T KNOW HOW

IS IT IMPORTANT? IS IT? OR PERHAPS COULD IT BE! A REFERENCE TO PERHAPS MYTHOLOGICAL SIRENS!! HMHMHM??? OR IS IT IMPORTANT AFTER ALL?

YEOSANG CHOSE WOOYOUNG 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 “i’ve grown to accept that even if i don’t believe i deserve it” STOP I LOVE MOC WOOSANG SO MUCH 💔💔💔

YEOSANG! CHOSE! WOOYOUNG! 😭 you can clearly see how much i SIMP for moc woosang guess who owns my whole heart? it's woosang.

“it may be selfish, but i don’t want you to push me away. i would rather be hurt and still have you in my life rather than to be perfectly fine without you” AM I CLOWNING OR IS THIS FROM A MEMORY OF SAN

HMHMMHMMM U ARE NOT CLOWNING INDEED IT IS

ugh that convo with wooyoung :(((( my brain is also too small to figure out what daichi is up to but i’m also so excited to see what mc’s (and woohwa’s) other powers are; we’ve seen a bit of those back in act 2/3(?) with san’s former captain (?) but aaaaaaaa

ur brain is NOT SMALL! daichi's plans and intentions aren't clear yet and haven't been addressed so if you managed to figure out what's going on i would be absolutely floored and slightly terrified as well bc i haven't let anyone see my planning doc for moc 😳 but! now that we got woo back we can have some siren progress and see some more of those powers and abilities yeehee which we've seen in act 1 and act 2 then once with seonghwa in the dreamscape in act 3!

:((((( the collar :((((( so yeosang’s father used woo once as a siphon for his siren powers? :(((( grrr gonna commit murder

the collar :(( i wasn't planning on talking about it so early? but it just kinda happened and it worked and i rolled with it bc moc chooses what it wants i do nothing ogijadfoigjadfg BUT yeah we'll get more in detail with that stuff later on but overall moc yeosang's parents fucking SUCK

WHAT WHAT WHAT SO SHE DIDNT KILL THE KING AFTER HYUNWOO WAS KILLED??? MOC JISUNG U BITCH ASS MOTHERFUCKER WHERE ARE YOU!!!!! HE REPLACED HER FUCKING MEMORIES WITH FAKE ONES THAT BITCHASS OKAY IVE DECIDED I LIKE SOOJIN I HOPE SHES NOT JUST FAKING ALL THIS :(((( SO IS THIS WHAT HYUNWOO AND JISUNG DID TO MC IN HER FLASHBACK FROM AN EARLIER CHAPTER???????? BUT THEN WHY DID HYUNWOO DIE????? DID HE STILL TAKE THE BLAME FOR MC STEALING THE DOCUMENTS AND KILLING THE KING???? AND DOES JISUNG HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT SO HYUNWOO WOULDNT BE ALIVE TO TELL MC WHAT REALLY HAPPENED???? BUT THEN WHY WOULD HYUNWOO AGREE TO WIPE HER MEMORIES A SECOND TIME????? DID JISUNG SOMEHOW MANAGE TO MANIPULATE HIM INTO THINKING IT WOULD HELP MC???????

indeed she did NOT kill the king after hyunwoo was killed teateatea jisung and hyunwoo definitely did something, and that something has been alluded to in past flashbacks and i'll be including those in the flashback timeline im doing BUT it will make tons of sense once you see them all side by side and in order HMHMHM lots of GOOD THEORIES HERE MHM

“stop, that’s weird! it looks weird, yeo, please! It looks like you’re trying to su—“ ah yes a little humour to relieve the anger i feel for jisung and the sadness i feel for soojin :’)))))

HUMOR :D SEX JOKES :D BLOW JOB JOKES :D relieving pain and anger day by day!

“we’ll get YOUR san back” I AM SOBBING CALY WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS

I WILL SAY IT AGAIN WITH PASSION "WE'LL GET Y O U R SAN BACK" intentional for PAIN

WDYM A PART 16 NEXT CHAPTER IM— 😧😧😧😧 MISS CALY YOU CANT JUST DROP THAT AND DIP

PART 16 MY BELOVED WHOM I CANNOT LET GO OF <3 YET AGAIN RETURNING TO THE DARK STUFF <3 HEHE BUT IT'S NOT WHAT U THINK I GUARANTEE THAT! san isn't involved at all this time !!!!

#mists of celeste #moc: spoilers #🦔 anon

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skaterboy!AU yoon sanha

category: flOOOOOF note: dedicated to kaka~( @sanhasmoonbuns ) and completely inspired by this super cute photo so i couldn't resist writing this

at every school there's that "skater" squad that's considered really cool & considered popular

they would skate to school together, skate down the street to the mall, skate in the neighborhood, basically they just SKATE A LOT

and everybody at your school ADORESS THEM

"omg the skaters passed by my house this morning and one of the boys WINKED AT ME AIHFOAFIA"

"wow skaters r so hot"

"have you seen the skaters today ?1!1!! they ditched school omg"

"i'm taking skating lessons now"

but then you're just awkwardly there because you really DON'T care

i mean yeah skateboards are cool but in your opinion the skaters are just edgy teenagers who are rebellious and you don't really find any appeal in that

so one day you have to walk home and you do this thing where you always go another direction from the skaters so you can avoid them

but it's not like it's bc you hate them or anything

you just don't wanna be in the way when they SKRT SKRRTTTTT past you

so there you are walking home with your earplugs in when suddenly you hear that SKRT SKRTTTT

AND YOU'RE SHOOK BECAUSE NOW WAIT A MINUTE A SKATEBOARD'S GONNA RUN OVER ME GOSHDARNIT

and before you can move out of the way bOOM a person crashes into you from behind

and you stumble forward and scrape your knee and it's stinging really badly too

and then you hear a squeaky voice that sounds really worried and he's saying "ARE YOU OKAY" while rushing forward to examine your leg

and at first you're like "yeah i'm good" but then suddenly you get anGRY AND YOU'RE LIKE:

"WHY TF DID YOU RUN OVER ME COULDN'T YOU HAVE LIKE WARNED ME AT LEAST OR TRIED TO GET OUT OF MY WAY THIS SIDEWALK ISNT THAT NARROW"

and the boy which you now take time to look at eyes just widen a little

his hair is brunette and he has messy bangs that fall a little bit over his eyes

he's wearing this red snapback, earbuds are dangling from his pockets, and he's wearing a lot of wristbands

and then you realize huh this boy is actually really cutee!! wait no hes not lol-what am i saying

and he's lowkey scared but then he turns anGRY too and he's like

"WELL MAYBE YOU SHOULDN'T BE WALKING SMACK IN THE MIDDLE SO I WOULDNT HAVE CRASHED INTO YOU"

"SO THIS IS MY FAULT?"

"I MEAN, YEAH"

"WHAT, HOW IS IT-"

then you two start bickering over whose fault it was for a solid two minutes before you look down at your phone and realize that you should've been home by now

so you're like oH SHIT we'll continue this argument another day then you usain bolt down the road

the next day, you're at lunch with your friends and you're eating your lunch and socializing

when suddenly a band-aid falls in front of you and when you look up it's tHE SAME BOY FRMO YESTERDAY

and YOUR FRIENDS JUST KINDA LOOK AT HIM THEN LOOK AT YOU THEN LOOK AT HIM

AND THEYRE IN SHOCK BC WHATS A SKATER BOI DOING HERE

you notice that he's wearing a different outfit this time: backwards snapback and a green hoodie (still with those tangled earbuds though)

and his skateboard is still hanging loosely in his arms

so you give him the stinkeye and you're like "why are you here"

and i guess he wasn't expecting that response because he chokes on his words before coming up with "i got you a band-aid since you scraped your knee"

and you just scoff at him and show him your already bandaged knee

and he's like :O and he reaches his hand to take it back but you're like "no it's okay i'll just save it for the next time you crash into me"

the boy is obviously shocked but then he just laughs and says, "can't wait"

then he leaves not before winking at you and then you turn back to your table and your friends are ლ(ಠ益ಠლ) why didn't you tell us about this

so school ends and you're walking home alone AGAIN unfortunately

but this time sanha is lingering at the school gates while tossing his skateboard in his hand from boredom

then he looks up and sees you and he's like "oh (Y/N) wait up!" and he runs over to you

and you're just like ??¿?¿¿ how do you know my name

regardless, you allow him to walk with you anyways because it's lonely walking alone

and that's how you learn his name which is sanha

you and sanha chat about random shenanigans and argue over small things

"it's better hearing the bad news before the good news because when you hear the good news it'll lift your spirits and make you forget about the bad news and compensate for it"

"but that's false hope and expectation. it's better to hear the good news and THEN hear the bad news so you don't delude yourself into happiness"

and so this becomes a habit now; he would wait for you at the school gates and you two would walk together to your house. he'd watch you go in and skate away.

it becomes such a casual routine now and you actually quite enjoy it

one day you ask sanha why he doesn't hangout with his skater friends after school anymore

and he just casually says "eh they're no fun compared to you."

and your heart flutters a little bit at his words even though he probably didn't really mean it romantically

as time progresses you find your heartbeat accelerating each time you see him and you would become unusually shy around him

but you being a stubborn cookie, you would never admit to having a crush on sanha although all of your friends know it too well

all of your friends think you guys are dating because you're always seen wearing his snapbacks and hoodies and sharing earbuds in the hallways

plus you two would often hangout during lunch together and sneak off into the back of the school and just listen to music together

and all these little actions he does such as pushing a strand of hair behind your ear or teaching you how to ride a skateboard makes your heart go sssKKKKRRRAAAA

then on one fateful day as you two are sitting together during lunch sanha suddenly offers to visit the skate park together

and you're like sure! and then he says "ok let's go now" and you're like ب_ب wdym

"let's go to the skate park right now!" he says really cheerfully which is different from his usual chill and calm mood

but YOU'RE LIKE AIWHOADIFH DITCHING SCHOOL ?????

and at first you hit him playfully and scold him for even thinking about skipping school especially since his grades have been doing so well lately

and sanha feels down that you rejected him but then you look at his sad state and you're finally like OK WHATEVER LETS GO YOU LITTLE BRAT

and immediately sanha is (｡◕‿‿◕｡) again

using his past rebellious experinces, sanha is able to get past the locked school gates with you and your adrenaline is ruuuuuushhing because oh god what if we get caught!!!1!!

but when sanha holds your hand you calm down and you know that he'll protect you <3

once you two make it outside the gates, you both run away as fast as you can before somebody sees and by the time you reach the skate park you're both out of breath bc wow exercise amirite?

and at the skate park you two have lots of fun together (^̮^)

he holds your hands as you try to balance on the skateboard and even tho you're wobbling sanha laughs and encourages you to keep on trying

and once you can finally "ride" the skateboard he's never been so hYPED BEFORE

"yay now we can ride together!!11!!1!"

"sanha i dont have a skateboard lol"

"oh"

so when christmas comes up and sanha is waiting at the school gates you notice a pretty big present box in his hands

and you're like oh?? what's that

and guess what? it's a skateboard he bought for you and it's in a custom design of this really cool black and white sketch

and you're like in LOVE with it because it's so new and nice and pretty and you can't help yourself from hugging sanha really tightly bc wow thanks i love it omg

and you two finally skateboard together (although you occasionally trip and fall down but its ok bc sanha is always somehow there to catch you)

but you didn't forget about sanha's christmas gift!!!

you TOO got sanha a BRAND NEW SKATEBOARD since you notice that the one he uses is rlly old and is about to snap in half

but you put more thought into it by customizing his initials in it and choosing a plain design since sanha isn't into overly decorated things

and when you reveal it to sanha he almost cries because he spent all his money on your gift so he couldn't get a new skateboard but you got it instead for him

and then the next day he shows you that he carved your name onto the skateboard and you blush so hard and at this point your heart is soARRRING FLYINGGG

so in return you put the band-aid he gave you at lunch a long time ago onto the skateboard and he’s like bursting into laughter at the memory and he’s like obsessed with it

and obviously you can't hold your feelings in because you truly love sanha as a friend and as a partner

so one night at the skate park it's completely vacant and the sun is setting with pink clouds looming in the air

and you and sanha are laying down besides eachother in those big bowls used to do cool skateboard tricks while staring at the sky

and like always, you two are sharing earbuds and are listening to chill lofi hiphop music

until suddenly you turn around to face his face as he gets lost in the view above you guys

and you can see his eyes glowing like he's in a dream and you realize the beauty of love and how beautiful sanha is

and then he looks at you and just smirks "what are you staring at?

"you." you bluntly reply

sanha just chuckles and stares back at you, forgetting about the sky

"are you just now realizing how sexy i am?" sanha teases playfully

you scoff but can't help to smile yourself

then out of the blue you lean forward and peck him on his cheek quickly

aND SANHA fREEZES because WHAT JUST HAPPENED!?!1??

then you confess "i love you" before you can regret it

so he wraps his arms around you and pulls you tighter to him until your face is nuzzled in his hoodie

"i love you too."

“my knee still hurts tho i wont forgive you for that”

“you really know how to ruin the mood”

#astro #astro scenarios #astro imagines #kpop #mj #jinjin #eunwoo #moonbin #rocky #sanha #sanha fluff #sanha fanfictions

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