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(the one where Ilya is court-mandated to serve a year sentence on the Hollander's rehabilitation farm for troubled youth. everything should be just fine, right? Right?)
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06 Jul 2026
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reflections by ffantastic
Fandoms: とんがり帽子のアトリエ | Tongari Boushi no Atelier | Witch Hat Atelier (Manga)
13 Feb 2025
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“Close your eyes,” Coco said, so quietly it was almost a whisper.
Behind her shut eyelids, every sound and feeling magnified as Coco brushed her remaining un-cut hair to the front. The comb’s teeth on her scalp. Coco's breath, so close. And this, too: How quiet she was, as if waiting for something.
Snip . The first part of her bangs fell to the floor.
“Can I tell you something, too?” Coco said, almost too quietly to make out.
“Sure.”
Anything, she didn't add. Please tell me anything.
Agott doesn't recognize herself in the mirror anymore, but Coco is there to help.
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23 Jun 2026
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Mystery Work
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
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07 Jun 2026
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“Sometimes I think that… only you understand how I feel.”
“Do I? I’m not so sure. I keep hurting you. I-”
“What I did hurt you too, didn’t it? None of it is your fault, Mizi. You don’t have to be afraid. That’s not what I want.” Sua pauses, like she isn’t sure how to word it. She seems frustrated. Communication has never been their strongest, even now. She blurts out, “I- I want you to touch me.”
“… You want me to? Right now?” Mizi asks softly, trying to mask all the uncertainties welling up inside her. She’s afraid of hurting Sua again. Afraid of making another mistake.
Or: after they are saved by the rebellion, a clingy desperate Sua longs for an equally clingy desperate Mizi. Neither of them know how to handle it.
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Once outside, he leaned forward and put his hand against the cold stone wall. His phone was still to his ear, the message still recording.
“Ilya. Please. Please. I can’t do this. I don’t know what to do. Please. You can’t be dead.” His voice broke on the word. “I love you. I love you so much. More than anything. I need to hear your voice. I need you to…I need you…I need you…fuck. Please Ilya, please.”
Shane took the phone away from his ear and held it between both hands as though he were praying. He realized he was on the floor and didn’t know how he got there. He was crying. He was fairly certain he was hyperventilating.
His brain was desperately trying to grab at anything. Any thread of logic. Any idea of what to do next.
I have to see him.
Yes. That made sense. Shane needed to get to Tampa. Now. He would go there. He would find Ilya. Ilya would be fine. They would be together. He would see him. Tell him how much he loved him. He had to go. He had to go now.
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OR: What if Ilya lost his phone during the emergency landing, Shane couldn't reach him, he panicked, and chartered a plane to Tampa to find him instead...
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