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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

The grin he got in return was sharp, “Gladly.” Lin Ling smiled into the kiss, mind empty except for the feeling of Nice against him. It really was the best way to get him to stop thinking. 11/11

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

The man was beautiful when he flushed. It contrasted nicely with his pale skin, pretty blue eyes, and white clothes and hair. Lin Ling tilted his head, “Well?” Nice’s tongue darted out and ran across his bottom lip, “Well what?” “Gonna help me get out of my head?” 10/

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

“And second,” he reached out, grabbing Nice by his shirt and pulled him down, “that’s what I have you for isn’t it? To distract me from my thoughts?” Saying things like that still made his cheeks warm, but worth it for the slightly stunned expression it brought to Nice. 9/

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

“I guess you’re right.” “I think you’ll find I’m always right.” Nice said smugly, “You overthink too much.” Lin Ling glared up at the man, “First off, you are NOT always right and I’ve got an itemized list to prove otherwise.” He straightened himself up, 8/

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

Nice clicked his tongue, “Then they’re idiots. We don’t need those kinds of people supporting us anyways.” The finger on Lin Ling’s neck became a whole hand. He melted at the touch, calmed by the feeling of Nice’s thumb rubbing circles into his skin. 7/

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

“You really shouldn’t be, we know just how much people love the idea of us.” Nice chuckled. He sighed and slumped in his seat, “Yeah, they love the IDEA of us.” His fingers tangled themselves in his hair, “What if they change their minds now that it’s REAL?” 6/

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

He looked up and met clear blue eyes and a warm smile. Nice. His presence soothed the buzzing under Lin Ling’s skin and he felt the corners of his lips lift to match. “Nervous?” He said, there was a hint of amusement in his voice. Lin Ling scoffed, “Always.” 5/

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

Still, he couldn’t help but worry. Sure people were progressive these days, but public figures like heroes meant deeper scrutiny. He knew that intimately. Lin Ling was pulled out of his thoughts when he felt a feather light touch at the base of his neck. 4/

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

Lin Ling knew there really wasn’t anything to be worried about. The post itself was to celebrate the anniversary of an online event SHIPPING him and Nice, brought them together even. There was no doubt that their relationship would have support… 3/

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

It wasn’t obvious, nor did he mention it in the caption, but Lin Ling was well aware that it would be noticed anyways—was kind of the point of the post. Yet it still brought sent him spiraling to acknowledge it so publicly, albeit subtly. He buried his face into his hands. 2/

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

#nicest short drabble 🧵 Lin Ling felt his heart race as he watched the picture upload. It wasn’t anything big, just a picture with a simple caption. Nothing to get so worked up over… Nothing except for the gleaming rings on their fingers. 1/ x.com/nicestfaneve...

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Twice as Nice | Nicest Fandom Events (@nicestfanevents) on X

#NicestWeek2026 starts tomorrow, and Nice and Lin Ling are celebrating the anniversary of how it all began—notice anything special about this year’s commemorative photo? #nicest #niceling #tbhx

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 11/07/2026

Short nicest ALNST AU fic! Nice character study Link in 🧵 #tbhxnice #tbhxlinling

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 11/07/2026

I will be so for real I forgot this acc existed

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 02/01/2026

Gotta remember to check Bluesky more often… so I can admire shing-kun’s drawing twice!! Poor boy (he’s older than me) he needs a hug…

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

You guys can blame or thank Shing-kun and Kofi for this

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

“Your *old* place?” Ah, it seemed like he was catching on. “As in, you lived here before I did or… when you were me?” Lin Ling chuckled awkwardly, scratching his cheek, “Ahh… aha… second one.”

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

“Look! I don’t know what’s going on either!” he tried to explain, “I just wanted to come and visit my old place is all! I have no idea what is happening right now!”

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

“Uhhhh…” how was he supposed to explain this, “I’m… you? I think?” “What do you *mean* you think?!” Came the strained and borderline hysterical response. Which. Fair. Lin Ling held up his hands to placate the other.

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

It wasn’t long before the younger man—because he *was* younger—scrambled to the corner of his bed, back against the wall as he stared at Lin Ling with wide eyes. “Who the fuck are you?!?! And why do you look like me???”

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

“Ugh… didn’t I turn off the lights…? Maybe I forgot—” The sleepy words cut off as the other man caught sight of him. For a moment they simply stared at each other, uncertain, and likely uncomprehending on his other self’s side given he’d just woke up.

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

Just as he was thinking to retreat, because clearly something was wrong here, the other man—his past self—shifted in his sleep, face scrunched in discomfort. Ah. Lin Ling had forgotten to block the light from the doorway.

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

Among them was having experienced X’s powers first hand. Lin Ling was pretty certain this took the cake though. What was odder than meeting yourself??

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

Or more accurately, given that he couldn’t see the white strip of hair that he now sported, this was his past self. What the hell? This was, to say the very least, one of *the* oddest things he’d ever experienced.

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

Lin Ling could tell from the slow up and down of the sheets that the person was asleep. He stepped further into the room, his footsteps quiet, until he could see a very familiar head of brown hair. It was familiar because he saw it everyday in the mirror. That was himself.

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

Except. Except there was someone in the bed.

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

Everything was as he left it. Papers all over his desk. Moon posters on his walls. Whatever bits and pieces he counted as decoration scattered about.

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

Miss J could reach him at any time if there was an emergency that he needed to see to anyways. There was a soft click as he twisted the knob, a small creak when the door was pushed open. The lights that he had turned on along the way poured into that small bedroom.

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

Lost in his thoughts he almost hadn’t realized that his feet had brought him to his bedroom door. It was quite late wasn’t it? Maybe he could crash here for the night before going back tomorrow.

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

(On his bad days he wished he’d never become a hero at all. Ghosts still haunted him in his sleep. Lin Ling’s worst nights consisted of snow white hair and dead blue eyes, of faces covered in blood as he could do nothing but watch, of bodies dropping from fatal heights.)

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

Lin Ling loved being a hero, don’t get him wrong, but sometimes he wanted a break from it all.

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

Still, Lin Ling took his time as he walked through. He’d spent so long away from here that it almost felt odd to be here. He could envision that past version of himself going about his day, that mundane that he now missed.

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

Just like that, he was in. See? Everything was where he had left it. He doesn’t know why he was so jittery about it all. Ridiculous.

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

So here he was, late in the evening, key in hand as he stared at his former apartment door. Somehow Lin Ling was feeling a touch nervous. It was his own place! Why was he feeling so anxious?? Whatever, just unlock the door and get it over with.

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

But Lin Ling didn’t feel like he belonged among the crowd anymore.

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

Yes, he was on the ground with civilians more than other heroes. Yes, he often helped out with more everyday issues than anyone else. Yes, he wasn’t all that flashy compared to the rest.

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

Really, despite the fact that he was called The Commoner and was supposed to be the hero that was closest to the people—he didn’t feel like it.

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

Why had Lin Ling wanted to know? Well mostly because he wanted his stuff back. It wasn’t much but it was still *his* stuff. That, and recently he’d been feeling the need for something normal. Something mundane

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

As it turned out, they’d simply bought out the unit and left it as is—save for some clean up to make sure nothing went rotten inside. Well, all the better for him.

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

#LLingcest It had taken some poking and pleading, but he’d finally managed to get the keys for his old apartment from Miss J. Lin Ling had always wondered what they’d done with his belongings.

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

Ehehehe pretty pretty man 💛💛💛

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

Fair enough I just hate his bed lolol

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 28/12/2025

Seriously that bed looks like it’s hard as rocks. How did Lin Ling face plant into it and not injure himself… Just a thin blanket for 2 people?? Not even a duvet?? I don’t think I could live like that. I think Nice needs a bed full of soft things for him to cuddle into…

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Em || writing brain gone @hand-ler.bsky.social · 28/12/2025

Thought about my plushies… I think Lin Ling would find plushies cute, but it’s Nice who wants to collect them… but he couldn’t because that was too ‘feminine’ for the “perfect hero” This is also because I think Nice’s bed in canon is awful and I think he needs some plushies.

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