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malika. they are so compelling! i don't remember a lot from early good trouble days but i love them making good trouble together. i love malika being the first person that callie really felt comfortable with at the coterie. i love them.

“ you saw that? ”  he glances down at the remainder of the cyclops –   just a thin layer of dust covering the asphalt. percy lowers his sword, riptide, brows furrowing as he studies luther. the genuine concern on his face, coupled with the fact that he doesn’t seem to be trying to kill percy, leads him to decide that no, he’s not a threat, and so percy caps riptide, the blade morphing back into a ballpoint pen, slipped away into his pocket.   “ well, he only had one eye in the middle of his head, so i’ll let you take a guess. ”

the mission was supposed to be simple.   idiot - proof.   literal child’s play.   he had years of rebellion on his side,   hundreds of instances of sneaking in and out of the academy mostly undetected.   no one was more qualified to break into his own bedroom   --   former bedroom,   he amends bitterly from his perch on the second floor ledge.   glowering at his own reflection,   diego tries a new approach   --   intimidating the window into cooperation,   giving his raw fingers a much - needed break from fruitless attempts to pry it open.   it was unlatched,   just as he’d left it six months ago,   but time had sealed it shut.   fucking great.   here’s where it gets worse  :   just as he makes eye contact with his own pre - pubescent face on the poster above the bed,   he loses his footing,   falling forwards   --   through the window,   which shatters on impact as he comes crashing towards the floor.   diego swears.   a lot.   hard landing,   and he has shards of glass in places shards of glass should never to be,   and bleeding out on the a-to-z’s of laceration carpet is far more appealing than what happens next.   “   luther.   ”   the name catches in his throat as the person it belongs to appears in the doorway.   wincing through the pain,   he tries to free a chunk of glass from his palm while uttering a half - hearted explanation.   “   just came by to grab some stuff.   or whatever.   ”

like being a stranger in your own house —  trini’s not sure if she’s ever not felt that way. she honestly can’t remember a time where she’d ever felt welcome in her own home, under her mother’s roof. maybe there were brief moments, when she and her father would be in the garage, working on his old car, but they would always be ruined by june opening the door, curling her lip at the sight of her daughter with motor oil smeared across her shirt, arms and legs covered in dirt.   ❝ yeah, well —  it’s never really felt like any of that mattered in the first place. so i guess that’s not a real meaningful comparison for me. ❞

oh this one is so easy for me to answer they’re literally all canon (ish? in my mind they’re all canon) and make so much sense to me. so my heart will naturally always be w/ ha/leb the sweet angel lomls. they help each other through the toughest of times and i think that they both see each other in all the ways that a lot of other people miss and are just?? really good at figuring out what the other needs and if they don’t realize it right away, they do always get to that place. they’re just so good and it’s a real and enduring love. next up, i would be remiss if i didn’t talk about va/nder/marin. mona is absolutely in love with hanna full stop. and hanna loves her right back. one of my favorite things about hanna is that if you’re someone she loves (romantic or platonic) she doesn’t give up on you, even when others might. while it might not always be the healthiest of relationships you can’t tell me that everything mona did as a was not born out of an intense jealously of having her hanna taken away from her. but god yeah hanna’s so in love with her too they went through this life altering transformation together and that bonded them in this real and intense way. and last but not least, i’m always a sucker for spa/nna. i think they just bounce off of each other so well and hanna has such a deep admiration and love for her. i love all the liars dynamics, but i think there’s just something really special about the two of them and i also think that lets be real that part of why hanna’s heart broke so hard when spa/leb happened was because two of the people that she is in love with fell in love with each other. and she gets it, she really does, bc she’s in love with both of them. 

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