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Frankly, aside from him coming across as vaguely familiar, Avery was quick to assume that this person was a rather strange one. He can’t say he’d ever been approached to be offered some candy after all – and the almost nervous sounding laughter the other trailed off with only made him raise a brow in mild confusion.

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Offering a (what he assumed would be) final polite smile, the photographer was quick to turn his attention back to the screen of his laptop… before he heard the name this ‘stranger’ introduced himself with.

Kyouhei.

Kyouhei?

Sitting up much straighter in his seat, Avery turned to stare at the brunet with large blue eyes, practically studying his features as he turned to face him a little more. Clearly now the other had Avery’s undivided attention.

“You’re not… Are you?”

Of course he was. And as surprise faded into recognition, Avery knew it was. But that didn’t mean he was so ready to believe an old friend from so long ago would just waltz back into his life wielding a bag of caramels.

“No. It’s not. It can’t be.”

Avery, he’s right there.

    Oh, that was a better reaction. Hope bloomed (because the seeping warmth could only be described as something blooming) in his chest and he leaned forward, pointing at himself.

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        “Kyouhei Allemand. You wouldn’t happen to be Avery Ellswood, would you? It’s just that you look a lot like he did when he was little, and… I know Avery isn’t a super rare name, but….”

    Well, he was allowing himself to hope! Wasn’t the brunet allowed hope? Besides, what was that reaction to his name, otherwise? Maybe this guy knew another Kyouhei with brown hair… what if this guy was an alternate version of Avery, and knew an alternate version of him?!?!

    No, no, that was just crazy talk. That only happened in stories.

(Source: qtpie-kyouhei)

magical flora. { hp AU. }

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@qtpie-kyouhei said:  “I really don’t want to take Herbology this year.”

Lazily, Avery glanced over the top of the morning’s newspaper to glance at the Hufflepuff sitting directly across him. Usually the school’s houses were separated with one overly lengthy table each, but breakfast seemed to be a more informal affair; students of each and every house colour mingling with each other as they prepared for the day.

“Hm? Why’s that?”

The Gryffindor couldn’t really imagine why the other seemed so reluctant. Personally, herbology was one of his favourite subjects. Interesting, practical, and with a fairly laid-back attitude about the class, it was hard to think of what was so unlikeable.

Unless…

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“Ah… It’s not a Mandrake problem is it?”

    Kyouhei leaned over the table, hands over his head, and pouted as if resenting the fact that he had to even think about the class he apparently despised.

        “It’s not a Mandrake problem, whatever that is. I know it’s weird - with the professor being the head of Hufflepuff and all - but… there’s just something in the atmosphere that I….” He grimaced and sat up, looking just a tad sheepish.

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        “I kinda feel like I’m being watched? By something. Or maybe someone. It’s also kinda uncomfortable because I have hands of death, as opposed to a green thumb, and most Hufflepuffs are really good with Herbology.”

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Avery likes to think he’s changed quite a lot over the years, in several different ways. Rambunctiously free-spirited as a child, his grown self had gained a lot more poise befitting of his luxurious, extravagant upbringing, though still retaining a certain stubbornness as he tried to branch out in the world around him. Ever moving on to the next shiny new thing that captured his attention, the pink-haired male had developed a habit of quickly leaving things in the past when not directly in his line of sight – but the boy waving as he addressed him by name felt eerily familiar.

His first reaction was to brush the feeling off. It was probably nothing, after all. Sitting at the table of a cafe with his laptop placed in front of him so he could work as he drank his coffee, Avery must have had a passing conversation with at least two, three people during the time he had been there? If anything, the other had just picked his name up from that.

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… But that face. It was sort of nostalgic, wasn’t it?

Eyeing the brunet carefully, a brow was raised at such an odd question proposed to him.

“Not particularly. Why, do you…?”

Voice trailing off, it was a silent prompt for the other to introduce himself. A name would be rather handy here to figure out this mystery.

    Well, Kyouhei did have some sweets in his bag so at least it wouldn’t be like he just said something out of nowhere like some kind of extreme weirdo… which he probably already seemed like.

    The lack of recognition/reaction was a little disappointing, though.

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        “I, ah, just had some and wondered if I should share, ahahaha…” Nailed it. That couldn’t have been more natural. Yup. Not like he was going out on a limb on the chance to talk to an old friend.

        “Oh, I’m Kyouhei.” Since it was rude for him to just start talking without introducing himself, “and if you want some caramels, I have a small baggie for quick pick-me-ups. You look like you’re working hard, so….”

(Source: qtpie-kyouhei)

Did you have Divination after lunch?” Hogwarts AU @florasions


    Kyouhei, nose buried in a thick tome on his least favorite subject, immediately sat up, looking for whoever was talking in the hopes that they were, in fact, addressing him.

        “Uh,” wasn’t this someone who took another class with him? He’d recognize that pink mop of hair anywhere if they were acquainted properly. “According to my schedule, yeah.”

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    After a slight pause, he smiled up at the near stranger, head slightly tilted in contemplation. “Why? Are you lost? Do you need to drop the class? I can help you if you need anything.”

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° for my muse to try and teach yours something they’re passionate about, a hobby perhaps

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      “And so like, they tried to set the area on fire - because fire eats up gas, you know? - but instead it just-it just kept burning, and to this day it’s still burning; to the point that we call it ‘the door to hell’!”

    Kyouhei grinned under his laced hands, trying not to seem as bat-shit crazy about natural wonders of the world as he actually was, trying to act as if someone who asked him to throw himself into the door to hell for science would be politely declined.

      “And like, you know how if the ground gets too dry that it’ll get spider-web cracks on it? There’s a salt flat in Bolivia that’s 4,086 square miles around that looks like that. Can you imagine? Just - spider webs on the ground as far as your eye could see? What if there were lava spiders! It looks really cool, here, let me show you some pictures-”

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30 - Childhood Friends AU w/ @florasions


    As a kid, Kyouhei was hardly ever given permission to interact with people his age. Both of his parents and their adult influences insisted it was more important that he was knowledgeable than sociable, and that was that.

    It wasn’t like he always adhered to what they wanted though. Him moving away without telling them was part of that, but when he was still little and learning his boundaries he made a larger rebellious move without even knowing, and losing him… losing one of the only kids he had as a friend without warning had been tough.

    And now he had the chance to meet them again. Kyouhei recognized the name of the person sitting in parallel to him (how could he not?) and all it would take is a leading question to figure out of Avery still remembered him… and if he could recognize the brunet by name alone.

    There was only one way to find out.

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    “Hey, Avery?” Cautiously, he waved at the pink-haired boy seated next to him. “Uh, do you… have, um.” Oh god, this was not going well, abort, abort. “Do you like sweets?” WRONG QUESTION.

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♣ pURE BOY
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we’ve talked about these two a lil bit and! fuck yea!!! gimme the rich, nonchalant tol! kyouhei will love the fUCk outta him!!!

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❣ lifts m leggy

@florasions [accepting: random kiss: 6]


    Face flushed from the neck up with just the feel of Avery’s hand in his, Kyouhei did his best to be the most natural walker in the history of walking naturally. Difficult, when he was sincerely concerned that his hands were too sweaty for the action to be comfortable, but he was just barely managing.

    He was grateful for the ability to do this, after all. The student was trying his hardest - was going to keep trying his hardest.

    Overcome with warm fuzzies, Kyouhei brought the hand holding onto his up to his mouth, pressing a heartfelt kiss there and lingering for a moment before reality came crashing down and he released it with a spluttered apology.

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[from x: accepting] @florasions


      Kyouhei only baked once in a blue moon, despite making sure to cook something every other day. It was usually easier to make something filling that would last a long time (like meatloaf or spaghetti) as opposed to something sweet he’d be tempted to eat in one go.

      The obvious solution was to share the Peach Cobbler with someone, of course!

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      “Be sure to tell me what you think! This is my first time trying this recipe, so I’m a little nervous…” The student found himself chattering nervously while cutting out a portion, which was still warm, and holding it out to the photographer. “Eat up!”

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