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Dawning realization

To say Magnus fell in love would be an understatement.

Magnus tripped over Alec’s long legs, tangled himself in those curly little locks and accidentally swung himself head-first into the whirlwind of fondness for this deer-eyed little archer boy.

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not all superheroes wear a mask

It rains for the sixth day in a row. Hope clicks her pen against her desk with a furrowed eyebrow as she scorns out the window at the lightning that briefly illuminates the Space Needle in the distance. There’s a sharpness to the pitter-patter of the rainfall; it almost sounds like hail.

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