❝ i can help you with it! ❞ it's an excited blurt that tumbles past her lips. KANAE DOES NOT ALWAYS THINK BEFORE SHE SPEAKS. impulse a static in her chest. ❝ ah ... i just know it's hard to braid the back of your own head. ❞
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❝ i can help you with it! ❞ it's an excited blurt that tumbles past her lips. KANAE DOES NOT ALWAYS THINK BEFORE SHE SPEAKS. impulse a static in her chest. ❝ ah ... i just know it's hard to braid the back of your own head. ❞
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carol made a rather aggressive throat clearing sound as she walked behind him, her eyes fixed on the homework paper in front of jack. when his eyes met hers, she quickly shook her head. she’s not supposed to offer help unless he asks, and she’s certainly not supposed to just give him the answer either. it was up to jack to make those mistakes and to learn from them. a valuable lesson aaron wanted him to learn, and she understands why. you don’t get handed things in life, you need to work for it even if it means some failure along the way. but she just couldn’t help herself this time around.
❝ read the question very carefully. ❞ that’s her hint, because there are a lot of times that math questions will try to fool you with their wording. case in point, this very question.
CANNIBAL: [ GREEN EYES OBSERVE HER BEFORE A LOW RUMBLING NOISE EMITS FROM THE BACK OF HIS THROAT ] @r3f1ect
DRAWING IN A DEEP BREATH AS SHE APPROACHES, her footsteps leave a trail of marks in the sands behind her on the shore. though it was becoming easier, she'd admit it still a challenge to approach him upon facing such a giant beast. SHE'S NO FOOL. she may be a rider, but she does not claim to be his master. for a dragon is not a slave. bianca's azure hues were fixed on the giant greens watching her every move, watching as she came closer until there was naught but an arms - reach between them. heart racing in her chest and the woman reaches out a hand to press against the base of his long neck, feeling herself calming more at the impression of scales against her palm. “ [ dohaeras. ] ”
" please stop putting these ads in the newsletter ... peanut. " - professor
“ make friends on your OWN then. friends who will not try to kill me. ”
*braids his hair* - tsutako
long hair, falls in black threads: against shoulders, across neck - like shadows ( dancing across your body ) it's gotten longer, i think. longer than it's ever been before. [ . . . ] her fingers, calming: the way nails across scalp & the comb through tangles that hurt, ( you have to take care of yourself ) parroted in your head with @r3f1ect's voice, she refrains today & you still hear it. heavy, in your chest. strands dragged into the nape of your neck, eyes close themselves: lost in the waves that crash into the sand of your mind [ . . . ] you're a kid again, with the warmth of japan's summer air & cicada's loud in the trees.
❛ ane, i don't say it often ... but thank you. for everything that you've done for me— for us. ❜

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@r3f1ect said: “ You look — amazing. “ — hotch holding carols hand as he just spins her around before hugging her from behind, dancing slowly.
a smile spreads, and her cheeks take on a faint pink hue at the compliment. it will always be a struggle to accept compliments on her appearance, she can thank ed for that. he may have been dead twenty years, but even now his venomous words still haunt her memories. hands rest atop aaron’s arms, the feeling of being held by him always soothes her worries away. eyes close, swaying gently to the faint music from the band on the stage. they had just intended on walking through the park to enjoy the evening when they’d heard the music. of course they followed the sound, and that’s how they ended up here with a few other people, dancing to the classical tunes at sunset.
❝ and you always look amazing. ❞ she returns his compliment, craning her head to the side so she could press a gentle kiss to his cheek. ❝ i don’t ever want you to let go. ❞
@r3f1ect said: “ care to dance? “ — hotch and carol on a date
this wasn’t their typical scene, not in the slightest. a bar with music and a dance floor wasn’t a place they often went unless it was with the team. however, with all air traffic being grounded and unable to fly home, their options for date night had been rather slim. normally they would fly home after a case and grab a bite at some quiet little diner, maybe have a glass of wine and then crash because cases were often exhausting. not just on the two of them, but the whole team. being as late as it was and an unfamiliar city, this type of scene was pretty much the only place they could grab some food. the hotel’s restaurant was closed, as were most places in the city. the only places left were the clubs, and well… she’d been starving.
so they’d ended up here, in the night club that seemed to be bustling with life. mostly young people, drinking and dancing, enjoying their lives without a care in the world. sometimes she envied them, having no idea about the horrors that really went on in the world. she had just finished her drink when hotch spoke, and she glanced from him to the dance floor, then back to him again. ❝ this isn’t exactly my kind of dance music. ❞ this was a dance club, no chance in hell they’d play something slow. she would love to dance with him, but looking at the crowd over there? she didn’t really fancy being bumped into by sloppy drunk kids.
❝ if you think i’m going to dance like that, ❞ there is a pointed look to a young couple basically grinding on each other. ❝ you’re going to have to keep dreaming. ❞ she teases him, a small smirk on her face. still, she takes his hand, sliding off the bar stool. maybe they can find an emptier area of the dance floor to just be in their own world.
❝ okay, so, i have to tell you something. ❞ violet paces the length of the room, hands clasped together to hide their shaking. she's nervous. she doesn't know how this is going to go. ❝ i probably shouldn't be telling you this, mom and dad always said our identity is our most important secret, but i trust you so - ❞ a pause in her steeps. deep breath in, deep breath out. ❝ i'm incredi-girl. was . . used to be. my family are the incredibles but, um, i left. i wanted to see if i could do it on my own, you know? trying being a hero alone. i have a new suit and a new name and - ❞ you're rambling violet. ❝ i know it's probably a lot to take in. ❞
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