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i ⠀⠀told ⠀⠀you ⠀⠀i ⠀⠀was ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ T͟R͟O͟U͟B͟L͟E͟ ⠀͟⠀͟,͟ ⠀⠀you ⠀⠀know ⠀⠀that ⠀⠀i’m ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ N͟O͟ ⠀͟⠀͟G͟O͟O͟D͟ ⠀͟⠀͟.͟
Neil breathed a sigh, weighing her options in the situation. As far as she knew, she could trust Sam with her secrets. After all, who was he to go telling them? He seemingly had his fair share of his own.
But then again, even without that component in terms of the negatives, +
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he could still judge and gawk at her nonetheless. She needs someone who understands her, she needs someone who 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 it—
"Alright," Neil finally cut through her internal monologue, making her best effort to meet Sam’s eyes, "I am about to tell you something I do not really +
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Annie January
⚡️Formerly known as Starlight, actively dislikes Vought and Homelander
⚡️CEO of the F U Firecracker club
⚡️Looking for SLs/RPs & banter. OC and crossover friendly
⚡️Mature themes ahead: MDNI
⚡️Written by Raven
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bolted.xn--6ii⠀⠀ tempers.xn--6ii⠀⠀⠀
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Trying to do so discreetly as possible, Neil ground her back teeth together in thought, trying to keep her eyes off of the other young adult's face.
"Yeah," she wasn't 𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 lying to him — even before her powers came in her senior year of high school, she had never been +
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fond of loud, shrill noises, particularly cacophonies. If only seemed to get worse as she aged and grew more comfortable with herself. "Sorry, uh, Dean Shetty says I should 'curb' the habit of doing that around other people. That it’ll help 'sharpen' my social skills."
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“Dude I’m not sweating ‘THE’ incredible Steve or anyone who has ‘THE’ in their name.”
⠀⠀ ⠀⠀𝙼𝙳𝙽𝙸 / 𝙽/𝚂𝙵𝚆 and 𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼𝙴𝚂
⠀⠀ ⠀ ahead, this is your 𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙶𝙴𝚁
⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶. 𝙿𝙾𝚁𝚃𝚁𝙰𝚈𝙰𝙻 for the
⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝙱𝙾𝚈𝚂/𝙶𝙴𝙽 𝚅 verse.
In spite of the voice in her head BEGGING her not to, Neil made the ill-advised decision of walking into the mostly-empty classroom. This event — whatever it may be — was advertised repeatedly all over campus and on the loudspeaker that day. The prospect of something so foreign
Neil is sitting in the library, finding solstice in the lack of people around her. She glances at the computer in front of her, rolling her eyes at the tedious paperwork on the screen. Once she curiously draws her line of vision back up, she instantly spots a familiar face.



















