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FEBRUARY FLUFF — JUAN “JUICE” ORTIZ.

A/N: Juice was always my man when it came to SOA and I’ll forever be traumatized and bitter over his storyline + how he was treated. That’s probably one of the reasons why I’ll never do a rewatch tbfh. In my mind he’s thriving and I’ve always wanted happiness for him and that’s what he’s gonna get here! Also my first time ever writing for this man so go easy on me although this is more HC (my version) form. Have a happy love day whether it’s with a significant other, family, friends, or just yourself! know that you’re always worthy and capable of receiving and giving love and not just on this one day of the year 🩷🫡

PROMPTS ARE FROM HERE + I’m using: 19. "can i see your hand?" / "sure, why?" / "so i can see how well it fits with mine." + 35. "let's take a stupid walk for our stupid mental health!"

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When you got word from your mother that Juan was back in town for good, you had to see so for yourself.

January’s always been gloomy but when you came face to face with the man you haven’t seen in years at the front door of his mother’s, you wanted to collapse but managed to keep your composure.

Juan’s sad but somewhat still warm eyes are unsure at first, taking in your facial expression but you clear his concerns as you’re yanking him tightly to your body in a tender embrace.

And he feels like he might just break down himself in your arms.

You were just what he needed.

The both of you had to make up for lost time and Juan had to keep convincing you that he wasn’t going anywhere.

Things didn’t work out in his favor in California (little did you know, he barely made it out alive) and Juan never wanted you to visit, although your older brother and his girlfriend, Saskia lived out there—which means you took trips but in a sense you learned to accept that was Juan’s way of protecting you from the demons that latched onto his soul.

You couldn’t take it personally since Ms. Hilda, his mother never visited either but spoke to him every couple of months—which may have been hard or if not harder for her.

Although the both of your mother’s were good friends that didn’t mean the both of you didn’t have your share of childhood trauma’s (because of them) that bled into your adulthood.

Nonetheless the both of you spent a month reconnecting, taking each day by day as it took to rebuild a friendship.

It felt right having Juan back in your life and he can honestly say the same.

“I never knew how much I missed you until I saw your face again,” he said to you over the phone one night.

Juan’s always been a sweetheart and never had an issue expressing his love for you to the point many kids back in school questioned if you were dating.

It never happened but that didn’t mean Juan didn’t want it to yet you found yourself in a few relationships here and there. Which was brought up by your mother during a birthday dinner for your brother (who was visiting) that February.

“I find it hard to believe that you’re still single. I mean hell, when is anybody going to give me a grandchild?” Your mother chatted over a glass of Cabernet playfully glaring at your brother who cleared his throat before setting her eyes back on you, “You know I saw Marlon just the other day?”

You fought the urge to roll your eyes at this. You’ve only been at the table for ten minutes, supposedly going over the menu and yet here your mother was worrying about children and your love life.

And she just had to bring your college ex into it.

“Really,” you gave faux interest as you viewed the entrees.

“Mhm. He’s been divorced for a few years now and he’s single. I even showed him a picture of you to see if he remembered you. He laughed about it and said he thought you were with Juan now.”

Your brother is coughing now on his own drink and his girlfriend of four years is patting him on the back.

Glancing to your right you stare at Juan rubbing at his face in thought, who mentally seemed to be having a tough day today. He stayed at your house last night and apologized over breakfast about how he got into these dark moods.

You assured him that he didn’t have to apologize for his feelings. Asking if he wanted to be your plus one tonight, only if it was up for it.

He’d push through it for you because he was devoted to being near you as much as possible since he didn’t want to lose anymore time with his best friend.

How would Marlon assume this? You’re turning back to your mother now, furrowed brows while you reply, “why did he think that?”

“He said he saw the both of you running around the park together. He wanted to say hi but you and Juan seemed to be racing and he didn’t want to interrupt.” Your mother informs, staring at you two underneath her eyelashes with her lips moving back to the rim of her glass.

This didn’t make you feel any sort of way because you also haven’t seen Marlon in years either. You weren’t really checking for him but—the breakup didnt turn sour—it was mutual! however it was interesting to see different perspectives on how people viewed you and Juan.

Juan was gone from New York by the time you both reached your early twenties and by then you were still with Marlon. Juan would visit up at school and hung out with you two a couple of times! even when Marlon tried to put him onto some college girls…there was a part of Juan that felt like he was guilty of something.

Even when he engaged in activities—sure it may have felt great in the moment but he always ended up feeling like shit since he wanted it to be you.

So yes you were part of the reason why he got out of New York and to find a better sense of direction for himself.

You’re shrugging your shoulders redirecting the conversation, “well..I’m sorry things didn’t work out with his wife.”

“Are you?”

“Mom! Chill.” Your brother stepped in which you were somewhat thankful for. Why were you always getting shit on when you knew it was on the tip of your mother’s tongue that your brother “should” be thinking about marriage since she hinted at you once before during your girl’s day.

Although you and your dad both were aware that your brother didn’t want to get married.

“I’m just saying you should think about it or what about that guy from high school? The funny looking one.”

“They were both goofy to me. Especially Stu.” Your brother snorted while you shielded your middle finger from your mother to direct at your sibling.

Your first boyfriend was senior year and he cheated on you with a redhead because he got dumped prior to asking you out. It made sense to him but definitely not to you.

Yeah that’s highschool stupidity for you!

Juan shuddered at the mention of your first boyfriend, “man that guy? He was ridiculously obnoxious in and outside of class and hung out with that other guy…the one who gave me serious serial killer vibes.”

“You did always say that,” you laughed to yourself and couldn’t deny it. You never wanted to be alone with Stu’s best friend at the time, the way his dark eyes bored into yours always made you feel uneasy.

“He’s harmless!” Stu would persuade you before always leaving you with him for at least a minute or two.

Your mother pried, “Well where is he now?”

“Hell if I know? Probably married to another redhead with three or four kids? Still possibly cheating? What is this, a walk down memory lane?”

Juan could sense you were getting agitated about this and placed his hand right above your knee which made you exhale.

Your mother is raising her hands, “I’m just looking out for you and your brother’s happiness. That’s all.”

“I am happy. Go dig in his business then, it’s his birthday anyway.” You suggested while your mother just scoffed.

Raising your brows, your mother continued knowing that you were always ready to challenge her, “I will but when’s the last time you’ve been in a serious relationship?”

“Are you the expert when it comes to relationships now? You waited six months after the divorce from dad to get married to someone else. You settled for dad’s bullshit for years and now suddenly you want to micromanage what goes on in mine? Are you keeping this same energy with your step kids?”

Your brother is calling your name as a warning now but you couldn’t lie and say you weren’t triggered.

growing up having your mother constantly in your ear saying to you, “you’ll never get a bf because of xyz.” Simply from little stupid things you would do as a pre-teen to teenage years was damaging because you were just an insecure kid not worrying about romantic relationships in the slightest. Although you had a mother who seemed to be more concerned about the male gaze for you.

So what if your room got messy? So what if there were days where you didn’t want to be bothered with your hair? Or was too much in grown folks business when your mother would gossip on the phone about inappropriate subjects right in front of you! while also bringing up all of your business to her friends or family members like some sort of humiliation tactic and then never taking your emotions into account when you voiced your discomfort?

Don’t get it wrong, of course you had love for your mother but you couldn’t erase what was said and done. A list of things that still stuck with you and things that you should perhaps just “let go of,” yet she still felt comfortable to talk about your love life like you were some low self-esteem kid.

You never had that relationship where you felt safe to share anything with your mother because of her critiques.

“Hold on now, I’m just trying to make conversation—

“You don’t need to. Not when it comes with an opinion i never asked for to match.”

Then comes the tears and Saskia is tending to her, whisking your mother away to the bathroom with her crying to Sas about how she, “tries to be a good mother and these are the things she gets.”

“Did you have to do this on my day?” Your brother sighs while your eyes are in slits.

“You and dad are the exact same, always expecting me to just take it. I don’t give a damn if it was Easter, if she’s coming at me then I’m going to let her know. I know she’ll always be mom but she refuses to ever see my side on anything.”

“Why does it have to be about sides? We’re family at the end of the day.”

The famous excuse for it all so it seems!

“And we must always be on some we are the world bullshit too, no matter what huh?”

Juan covers his snort at this, which earns him a look from your brother, leaving Juan to mumble out an apology.

It’s quiet for a moment as your brother tries to figure out how to make this okay but you don’t want to stick around to continue this dinner. In your eyes it felt ruined already.

Only seconds pass when you decide it’s best if you go. You’re on your feet, slipping back into your outerwear before wrapping an arm across your brother’s shoulders squeezing him as you peck his temple.

“Love you, mean it. I’ll take you out myself at another time.” You say as all your older brother can do is nod his head, briefly resting his hand on top of yours before you let go.

You’re peering at Juan who’s still seated and say, “want to take a walk with me?”

“Sure, whatever you want, yeah!” He sits up before grabbing his beanie and jacket, “I don’t care.”

You quickly begin to walk off before your sas and your mom come back, sending a silent message to your old friend that you’ll be outside.

Your brother tells Juan, “look after my sister, okay?”

“You got it,” Juan says, wishing the older man another birthday wish before making his way out to you.

The both of you are now walking side by side, enjoying the city’s lights and each other’s company.

“Thanks for coming with me. The longer I sat there getting into it with my mom the faster my brain was telling me to get the fuck out. I figured: let's take a stupid walk for our stupid mental health!"

Juan chuckles at this, “I know what you mean. I also had a disagreement with my sister too before I crashed at yours.”

That revealed just a dash about what led to Juan’s mood last night.

“Yeah?” Your eyes peep to the left of you at the beanie-wearing man, “You want to talk about it?”

It wasn’t much different with what went down with you and yours. Except Juan’s mother was the one to break it up and scold him for defending himself against his sister.

She still felt like he didn’t have himself together (despite the fact that he was now working at a mechanic shop and had a side tech gig at an outlet mall—paid under the table now! If you’re talking about his mental then that was a different story!) either and was the main one who told him not to go out to California. She begged him to stay and that began their estrangement.

His sister blamed him for his own unhappiness and if he would have stayed here maybe he wouldn’t have dealt with that darkness charming brought him.

Which hurt to hear.

He walks even closer to you now as he said, “nah, not really if that’s okay?”

“What?” You lightly bumped his shoulder, “Course it is, just know you can when you want to.”

He gives you a lopsided smile, “Thanks.”

You loop an arm around Juan’s waist, resting your head against his shoulder, as you blended into the city together.

Juan’s dreamed of times like these except you were miles apart but hearts still in sync.

The silence between you two lets you know that you’re both holding onto something so heavy but find that it doesn’t weigh as much when you’re both near each other.

By the time you’re making your way back to your side of town, one subway ride later and more miles to walk back to your place—the night feels like any normal routine.

Eventually the both of you fall into chatter and soft smiles as you continue your rest on the subway, head tucked underneath juice’s chin that his facial hair still pricks your thick hair but you don’t mind.

You’re both laughing about old times when you reach your 1975 raised ranch, half standing on the steps and you’re wiping the tears from the corner of your eyes, “you coming in?”

The last thing Juan wanted to do was head back to his ma’s side of town so a dip of his head was all that you needed, sending him a smile and a nudge of your head to welcome him back inside.

“We gotta eat something although you’re really not supposed to eat after seven…”Juan says to you after kicking off his shoes and heading straight from the main entrance pass the living room right to the kitchen.

“I forgot how much of a health freak you are.” You tease, hanging up your coats in the near by closet.

Juan’s mumbling to himself as he moves around the cut off kitchen, “And you need more fruits and veggies in here. What’s the point of having a juicer and having nothing to use it?”

“My common law sister in law? If you believe in that sort of thing! got it for me. It works as decoration,” You argued, “I can just go buy me a fruit or veggie juice.”

“And be wasteful of this beautiful gift?”

“If you want it, I’ll regift it to you for a belated Christmas gift then.” You sass, going to lean in the archway.

Juan shakes his head while he’s eyeing all the ingredients he’s laid out on the counter, “no point in doing that if I’m just going to be over here majority of the time anyway.”

“Oh is that right?”

“I mean…yeah…if you’re comfortable with that.”

You roll your eyes, “I’ll take you for as long as I can have you, Juanie and you know that.”

He casts a smile over his shoulder at you before waving his hand along formally towards the dining room, “have a seat. This won’t be anything extravagant since your selection of food kinda sucks…we’ll talk about that later but I need my work space clear.”

You saluted, “heard chef,” before you walked into the next room over.

Which leaves you to send off a text to your brother letting him know you both made it safe before choosing to browse social media.

The words of your mother did get into your head as you’re sitting here searching up your two exes and you laugh to yourself at how foolish you were being. You haven’t though about either of those two in a long time, not in the same way you thought about Juan nearly every day.

Yet here you were letting your mother get into your head again: about two men that didn’t hold meaning to your life now.

“Bon appetite.” Juan tells you after awhile, placing the plates down on the table and picking the seat right next to you.

“And what do we call this meal?”

“P.O. In 10. Which stands for: party’s over in ten minutes.”

You both stare at each other and let out a laugh, “how clever.”

A struggle meal of: ground turkey on ranch Doritos topped with cheese and left over black olives with a side of strawberry moscato was your dinner for that night and you didn’t dare complain.

Juan’s gone into one of his rapid conversations of one of his old friends, a guy named chibs that he would have loved for you to meet and of course you find it sweet that he still found someone to speak highly of when he’s vaguely told you that all was not well in charming.

“can i see your hand?" You suddenly ask the man who’s grown out his hair and sported facial hair that made him appear older.

Juan’s finishing off the last of his homemade nacho’s, stuffing his face but doesn’t hesistate as he places his smooth veiny but much larger one into yours, “sure, why?"

You’re tracing the lines of his palm and recall the time the both of you went to a palm reader on senior skip day for shits and giggles although Juan seemed to believe every word the lady said.

He said he had a great tía from Puerto Rico that he met once or twice who was very spiritual but different from a palm reader. His mother got pissed off when she brought her work to the house that one time when she was supposed to be looking after him and his sister.

That soon became Juan’s job.

You wondered about how these hands had to scrap their way through just to survive.

Then you explain, “so i can see how well it fits with mine." Before interlacing your right with his and Juan can’t help but to grin at you.

And there’s that boyish smile that spreads to the corners of his eyes that you can’t resist while he speaks with you, “You’re so cute, you’re corny. If you wanted to makeout, all you had to do was just say so.”

You don’t think about it, “alright, maybe I do.”

“What?! Don’t joke like that.” Juan’s eyes are wide now, ready to slip his hand right from yours.

“I’m not.” You lift your shoulders as Juan sits back in the chair with a sigh.

Juan’s staring at you with a curiosity that makes you want to look away but you can’t.

“What if all we needed was to just be honest with ourselves and look at what’s directly in front of us.”

“…I don’t follow.”

“Us, Juan! I always felt like i was waiting for something, even with the others after Stu and Marlon. There was always this pull and maybe that was you…and if this is all in my head just say that. You can tell me.”

Juan rubs at his face in thought. He already knew how he felt about you and how it never went away.

“No…it’s not all in your head. I don’t know if you know this but…you’ve always been it for me and I—learned to be okay with just being your best friend since that’s what you always wanted from me. I thought moving across the country was the answer but that only hurt us more.”

“Part of me felt like you didn’t care who I was with. You just took it for what it was.”

“You’re so wrong,” Juan scoffed out some laughter, “I just wanted you be happy and not be selfish about wishing it was me that got to do everything with you all the time. They took my space.”

You instantly reply, “Never could.”

“No?”

“No, blockhead.” You lightly grip and shake his shoulders.

“Now we’re down to the insults I see.”

You shrug with a smirk, “Let me kiss you…just to see.”

“See what?” Juan felt his heart hammering in his chest now, “That we’re completely in love with each other? A kiss won’t tell me what I don’t already know, babe.”

A scrunch of your nose is present, “Not you sounding like you don’t want to kiss me—

“What—no—

Sighing you got up from the chair and plopped right down in Juan’s lap, wrapping your arms across his shoulders and staring into his eyes that softened as they settled on your close proximity.

“You smell nice,” he awkwardly says, carefully placing his hands right down on your hip.

You laugh as you move your hands to cup his face, lightly caressing your thumbs over his facial hair, looking at his lips and then back to his eyes before you lean forward to place your lips right on his.

His hands tighten around you but his shoulders seem to relax. Juan can’t hold back the moan in the back of his throat that escapes his parted lips but that doesn’t stop him from kissing you back.

There’s tongue in there somewhere in the mix and the hold the both of you have on each other is enough to erase the miles that were once placed between you.

His hooked nose brushes against yours as you pull back, eyes closed and trying to catch your breath. His forehead rests against yours and Juan has to clear his throat and blink several times in hopes of getting rid of the static that sits in the center of his bottom lip.

“Wow,” he exhales with a grin while you’re playing with the strand of curls at the back of his head.

A satisfied smile is on your face, “What was that shit you were talking?”

“I wasn’t talking shit,” Juan frowns, “I was just saying that my heart already knows what it wants without putting my lips on yours. I loved you the moment your mom forced you to be my friend.”

You shake your head with a smile, “that didn’t take much force, Ortiz. I always thought you could be the one.”

“And…you never said anything why? That would have saved us a lot of time!”

You shrug, “I think our love story is meant to start now.”

“Nope it’s been a W.I.P. but now the progress is actually progressing…”

You squint, “With both of us tasting like Doritos and strawberry wine?”

“If it makes sense to mother universe then who am I to argue with her?”

“At least one of us gets it then.” You kiss his cheek and go to move off his lap but he yanks you right back, burying his face into the crook of your neck.

“Yeah, that maybe love’s always got our back in the end.”

“So…that’s what’s poking me right now?”

Juan feels his face burn, “Sorry—I—couldn’t help it.”

“I could—

“No. Nope. Not yet, let me just hold you and get used to the fact that I get to kiss you from now on. If…we get to labeling each other that is.”

“You want to be mine, Ortiz?”

“Don’t tell me you can’t tell.” He groans pressing his forehead into your shoulder leaving you laughing.

“Only if I get to be yours.”

“Fuck yeah!”

You nuzzle your face against his profile as you hum, “I’ll love you even more for the rest of my life Juan Carlos Ortiz…sounds like a plan?”

And he feels his heart swell at that, knowing that he didn’t have to be alone anymore the longer he had you in his arms.

“Sounds like the best plan, yet. And I love you too, so much.” He gently says into your ear before you turn to him again, capturing his lips once more.

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February fluff anthology series continues here.

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1. Top 500 German Names

Girls Boys

Emma

Emilia

Hannah / Hanna

Mia

Sofia / Sophia

Lina

Mila

Marie

Ella

Lea

Anna

Clara / Klara

Leni

Lena

Frieda / Frida

Luisa / Louisa

Leonie

Emily / Emilie

Mathilda / Matilda

Charlotte

Ida

Johanna

Amelie

Lia / Liah / Lya

Sophie / Sofie

Lilly / Lilli

Lara

Maja / Maya

Nele / Neele

Greta

Laura

Lotta

Sarah / Sara

Juna / Yuna

Nora

Melina

Paula

Elisa

Pia

Marlene

Victoria / Viktoria

Alina

Julia

Elena

Lisa

Mara / Marah

Mira

Helena

Pauline

Tilda

Luna

Isabella

Maria

Antonia

Finja / Finnja

Anni

Eva

Thea

Elina

Romy

Luise / Louise

Isabell / Isabel / Isabelle

Zoe / Zoé

Fiona

Merle

Josephine / Josefine

Hailey

Elli / Elly

Carla / Karla

Paulina

Martha / Marta

Malia

Lucy / Lucie

Mina

Rosalie

Jana

Emely / Emelie

Milena

Valentina

Carlotta / Karlotta

Maila / Mayla

Theresa / Teresa

Katharina

Magdalena

Annika

Nina

Amalia

Elisabeth

Olivia

Jule

Luana

Liya

Lotte

Emmi / Emmy

Amy

Linda

Ronja

Amelia

Melissa

Leila / Leyla

Stella

Jasmin / Yasmin

Annabell / Annabelle

Alma

Miriam

Chiara / Kiara

Aaliyah / Aliya

Freya

Malina

Liana

Anastasia

Lene

Franziska

Liv

Milla

Ylvi / Ylvie

Alicia

Ava

Rosa

Zoey

Marleen / Marlen

Alessia

Elif

Amira

Aurelia

Lucia

Ela

Kira / Kyra

Aria / Arya

Diana

Selina

Elise

Evelyn / Evelin / Eveline

Ariana

Jette

Marla

Alea

Enna

Lynn / Linn

Helene

Livia

Mariella

Alexandra

Carolina / Karolina

Edda

Tessa

Linnea

Sina / Sinah

Vanessa

Aurora

Vivien / Vivienne

Milana

Cataleya

Talia / Thalia

Eliana

Leana

Malea

Mona

Aylin / Eileen / Aileen / Ayleen

Laila / Layla

Liliana

Alice

Jara / Yara

Jonna

Mathea / Matea

Lorena

Alisa

Carolin / Caroline / Karoline

Nela

Kaja / Kaya / Caja

Julie

Melia

Samira

Alissa / Alyssa

Daria

Giulia

Smilla

Amina

Elsa

Heidi

Lana

Valerie

Ayla

Medina

Zeynep

Henriette

Amilia

Leticia / Letizia

Malou

Annelie

Hilda

Noemi

Selma

Aleyna

Elin

Liara

Lenja / Lenya

Bella

Hedi / Hedy

Levke

Nika

Celine

Svea

Veronika

Celina

Ruby

Fenja

Hermine

Ina

Larissa

Tabea

Felicitas

Jolina / Joelina

Marina

Valeria

Azra

Michelle

Rebecca

Nisa

Annalena

Alva

Elea

Melody

Palina

Flora

Maira / Meyra

Mariam / Maryam

Natalie / Nathalie

Nala / Nahla

Alena

Cleo

Eleni

Malin

Alya

Felina

Florentine

Helen

Lou

Naila / Nayla

Nelly / Nelli

Christina

Käthe

Leona

Alia

Marlena

Tamara

Tara

Angelina

Carina / Karina

Dalia

Hedda

Leia / Leya

Meryem

Anne

Holly

Madita

Fabienne

Jella

Mailin / Maylin

Mathilde

Enya

Kate

Lilia

Sena

Joleen

Clea

Liesbeth / Lisbeth

Fine / Fiene

Lenia

Sonja

Xenia

Eleonora

Melisa

Enni / Enny

Hira

Adriana

Dana

Defne

Lola

Miray

Tamina

Nicole

Asya

Esther

Josie / Josy

Naomi

Cecilia

Claire

Dilara

Selin

Enie

Fritzi

Leonora

Melek

Miley

Wilma

Esila

Esma

Feline

Rieke

Ada

Amara

Cara

Estelle

Gerda

Lilian / Lillian

Viola

Adelina

Janne

Philine

Tiana

Ivy

Juliana

Kimberly / Kimberley

Lieselotte

Malena

Delia

Enisa

Joana / Joanna

Kim

Ellen

Evelina

Felicia

Liyana

Lilith

Liz

Amanda

Anouk

Eleanor

Samantha

Talea

Arina

Dua

Emilija

Eslem

Irma

Maike / Meike

Nike

Rita

Adele

Alisha

Iva

Josefin / Josephin

Margarete

Romina

Ylva

Elaine

Helin

Joline / Joeline

Josephina / Josefina

Madeleine

Nila

Ophelia

Philippa

Abigail

Anja

Melinda

Scarlett

Toni / Tony

Erna

Gloria

Grace

Jade

Jolie

Madlen / Madleen

Marit

Melanie

Tuana

Annemarie

Debora / Deborah

Jenna

Kiana

Liva

Minna

Shirin

Zofia

Chloe

Fatima

Felia

Friederike

Isa

Jasmina

Jolien

Leandra

Nia

Salome

Giuliana

Inga

Josefa / Josepha

Judith

Megan

Mika

Nea

Neyla

Runa

Ruth

Sunny

Tala

Abby

Alba

Amaya

Anisa

Bianca / Bianka

Eliza

Gabriela

Janna

Jessika / Jessica

Maileen / Mayleen

Natalia

Soraya

Verena

Asel

Cassandra / Kassandra

Eda

Elenor

Julina

Kayla

Lilou

Lydia

Maggy

Meva

Naemi

Penelope

Rahel

Violetta

Alara

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Timo

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Miran

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Marc / Mark

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Willi / Willy

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Kian

Thore

Mailo

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halimatussadiyah · 7 years

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[ Behind the Scene Legalitas Kelompok Studi ] In Frame : Kasekbend KSP Macaca, KPB Nycticorax, dan CMC Acropora yang akhirnya SAH.

Jakarta, 07 Maret 2017. Ruang 4.11 IDB Dewi Sartika UNJ.

Hari ini pengesahan SK pengesahan pengurus kelompok studi di Biologi oleh dekanat yang dilakukan bersama seluruh opmawa dan ormawa FMIPA UNJ, sejarah baru yang ditunggu banyak orang sejak jaman para pendahulu. Hari ini pula diantara segenap pengurus opmawa dan ormawa, kami datang menjadi peserta yang paling tua, karena selain perwakilan kelompok studi, perwakilan yang hadir adalah angkatan 2014-2015.

Mungkin oranglain menganggapnya biasa saja. Namun bagi diri saya pribadi, perjalan ini adalah sejarah.. ya, sejarah antara saya dengan berbagai harapan yang dituliskan dalam lembaran target mimpi, harapan yang senantiasa dipanjatkan ke langit, dan harapan yang tepat dihari ini dapat dicoret karena telah tercapainya harapan ini...

Loh, memangnya apa hubungannya dengan pengesahan kelompok studi ini? Sepenting itukah sesuatu yang bahkan kamu bukanlah seseorang yang berada di garda terdepan dan terlihat hebat disana?

Mungkin ndak banyak yang tahu, bahkan mungkin ndak akan ada yang tahu sekalipun staff sesama depkesma bemj biologi UNJ tahun 2015-2016. Karena ndak semua juga peduli tentang ini. Tapi bagi saya, janji adalah janji. Dahulu saya pernah memiliki janji dengan diri saya pribadi kalau legalitas ini harus terjadi dimasa saya karena dahulu -kebetulan- amanah saya memang mengurusinya.

Sedikit flashback. Ini kisah yang bersambung dengan kisah lalu sebagai kadept kesejahteraan mahasiswa BEM Jurusan Biologi UNJ yang terakhir (kenapa? karena setelah zaman kita, ndak ada lagi istilah Jurusan, tapi rumpun, dan sekarang proses menjadi prodi biologi dan pendidikan biologi). Saat awal diamanahkan, sempat bingung dan ndak mau ditinggal sama sang kadept apalagi dengan dinamika yang sebenarnya sangat tak mengenakkan. Tetapi, pada akhirnya harus mencoba berjalan dengan kekuatan yang ada. Lagi-lagi hanya mengandalkannya.

Saat itu, program studi biologi dan pendidikan biologi sedang masa akreditasi. Hampir seluruh dosen sibuk berkutat dan bekerjasama mengusahakan yang terbaik saat itu, salah satunya dengan mengumpulkan data prestasi mahasiswa biologi UNJ. Pada saat itu, kaprodi pendidikan tercinta, Ibu Diana Vivanty meminta bantuan BEM untuk berkordinasi dengan kelompok studi yang ada di biologi dalam mendata aktivitas mahasiswa dan prestasinya selama lima tahun terakhir. Sebuah permintaan yang setelah dirapatkan dapat kami lakukan langsung ke semua mahasiswa, pikir kami awalnya.

Namun ternyata, pendataan ini berlangsung hingga berbulan-bulan. Saat kami menghubungi kelompok studi terkait yang diketuai oleh senior kami, masing-masing ternyata memilih untuk tidak memberikan data tersebut. Mengapa? Karena mereka merasa selama ini tidak ada perhatian ataupun itikad baik dari birokrat jurusan terhadap berlangsungnya program-program yang dilaksanakan oleh kelompok studi. Mereka merasa justru sebaliknya, selama ini adanya birokrat jurusan dirasakan menyulitkan dari mulai birokrasi dan sebagainya. Birokrat seakan tak mengapresiasi keberlangsungan budaya diskusi ilmiah dan kegiatan-kegiatan yang diadakan, padahal membudayakan diskusi juga merupakan kegiatan yang menunjang softskill mahasiswa khususnya mahasiswa biologi yang ingin mendalami bidang studinya. Mahasiswa yang memiliki prestasi dari mulai PKM, lomba-lomba, seminar, dan lainnya pun tak pernah mendapatkan apresiasi atau setidaknya pendataan dari birokrat, sehingga karena permasalahan itu tim kami tak berhasil mengumpulkan data prestasi tersebut.

Aspirasi tersebut disampaikanlah pada pihak yang berwenang, yakni kaprodi pendidikan biologi yang memang mulai simpati dengan suara-suara mahasiswa hingga tercetuslah ide untuk mengadakan audiensi untuk membahas seluruh permasalahan mahasiswa dalam bentuk diskusi bersama yang diberi nama DIFUSI (dialog civitas akademika biologi). Dalam DIFUSI ini, salah satu tuntutan terbesar adalah apresiasi terhadap kegiatan mahasiswa, legalitas kelompok studi, fasilitas sekretariat, mahasiswa yang bermasalah UKT, dan dana KKL.

Luar biasanya, pihak birokrat biologi sangat terbuka dalam menerima masukan-masukan yang ada baik dari pra acara maupun saat acara berlangsung. kegiatan ini disponsori langsung oleh birokrat biologi sehingga BEM tak mengeluarkan uang sama sekali. Lebih luar biasa lagi, dalam kegiatan ini diadakan makan bersama seluruh mahasiswa dan dosen, sekaligus penghargaan prestasi mahasiswa biologi dimulai dari IPK tertinggi dan lulusan terbaik. Sebuah keluh kesah yang dihargai dan disambut dengan kekeluargaan oleh birokrat yang alhamdulillah dapat diajak bekerjasama dengan baik. Setelah itu kelompok studi dan mahasiswa pun mau mengumpulkan data prestasi yang diharapkan.

Aspirasi dari DIFUSI pun sebetulnya ditanggapi dengan baik. Hanya saja, periode kami saat itu terasa sangat singkat, sehingga selepas akreditasi dan segala proker, tak terasa waktu sudah mencapai bulan november, sangat dekat dengan kesudahan periode BEM Biologi saat itu.

Di sisa waktu yang ada, kami terus memfollow up janji untuk memberikan fasilitas ruangan sekret dan legalitas kelompok studi. Pihak birokrat sudah mengusulkan ruangan task force untuk mulai didiskusikan dengan dosen lain dan menanyakan kesiapan kami untuk merapikannya. Legalitas pun mulai ditanyakan oleh kaprodi kami kepihak atas untuk memastikan kedudukan yang tepat dalam aturan opmawa ormawa di lingkungan UNJ.

Saat itu sudah mencapai bulan desember.

Saat itu, hampir semua proker telah selesai. Yang tersisa hanya famday, evaluasi, dan sebagainya. Namun saya masih berkutat dengan follow up diskusi itu karena kata-kata sudah terlanjur terucap (kan jadi hutang yaa yang akan dipertanggung jawabkan.....)

Saat itu, ingat sekali, selepas kuliah, saya mengajak ketua bem untuk main ke ruang jurusan lagi membahas ini. Namun tepat ditengah argumen dan sebagainya, sang ketua bem memotong dengan sepihak... “lu masih aja sih lim ngurusin ini...”

dan.... (inilah mungkin kenapa selama masih ada laki-laki baiknya yang memimpin adalah laki-laki). seketika itu juga akhirnya adu argumen yang intinya “kok lo udah gak peduli lagi sih sama urusan ini? inituh amanah kita...”

“lim, percuma kita ngurusin lagi. toh FMIPA BAKAL PINDAH. DENGER TUH!”

seketika itu juga sang ketua bem ngeluyur gitu aja dengan muka kesal.

- baiklah, cerita seakan bersambung sampai disitu - Proses legalitas menjadi kembali mentah, terkalahkan dengan isu kepindahan MIPA, gedung baru, pergantian stuktur menjadi prodi, dan sebagainya. Amanah itu pun rasanya menggantung begitu saja. Namun perjuangan tak berhenti sampai disitu, karena ndak disangka, Allah menempatkan pengurus bem setelah lengser dari amanah menjadi para BPH Kelompok studi. Sisi positifnya, apa-apa yang dahulu sangat dihindari oleh senior kami -berupa birokrasi yang memang rumit- akhirnya bisa dikuasai dan dikendalikan. Kami pun masih dapat menyampaikan aspirasi kepada kaprodi dan wakil dekan mengenai legalitas ini meski sudah tak menjadi pengurus BEM. Hingga akhirnya legalitas kelompok studi menjadi satu kata “kongkrit” dan “nyata” yang dapat kami rasakan saat kami masih berstatus mahasiswa.

Ada satu hal yang sangat berharga dari kisah ini sebetulnya.

Dahulu, harapan dan janji itu senantiasa dipanjatkan dalam doa. Masih ingat sekali harapan saat itu “ya Allah, semoga dimasa hamba memegang amanah legalitas kelompok studi bisa terselesaikan.”

dulu ndak kepikiran saat doa itu... dan saat lengser dari bem, saya mengaggap harapan itu akhirnya tak terwujudkan.

Namun ada yang menyadarkan saya hari ini. Bahwa, HEY.... bukankah saya hari ini memegang amanah? Ya, di kelompok studi. Bukankah hari ini doa itu menjadi nyata?

saya baru sadar, dulu mungkin harusnya redaksi doanya “selama saya memegang amanah di BEMJ Biologi, semoga legalitas ini bisa terselesaikan.” karena dulu kurang kata BEM, akhirnya Allah benar-benar mengabulkan saat saya memang masih memegang amanah, tapi di kelompok studinya...

Yaa intinya, ternyata Allah punya waktu terbaik dalam mengabulkan harapan hambaNya... semoga hari ini menjadi salah satu yang memperingan jawaban ketika nanti di akhirat harus mempertanggungjawabkan amanah yang dahulu. Bahagianya karena mendapatkan sesuatu yang memperingan pertanggung jawaban diakhirat kelak....

Dan saya menjadi sadar, tanpa doa-doa itu dan kekuatan dariNya, semuanya bukanlah apa-apa, semuanya mungkin hanyalah sekedar perjalanan belaka yang haus akan makna. Hari ini, Dia lagi-lagi menunjukkan cara mencintai hambaNya dengan cara yang tak diduga...

“KSP Nycticorax.... Jelajai Laut Tiada Henti.....” - Jargon ini sebagai hadiah tambahan karena rukun dan akrabnya pengurus tiga kelompok studi yang saat tahun 2013 masuk rasanya bagai air dan api. Bukankah hari ini juga menjadi saksi bahwa sejarah ketidakrukunan itu telah berubah?

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Teruntuk hanan, desy, ayu, ninis, saskia, kaher, helvina, oca, nida, hilda, serta untuk adik-adik kesma bemj biologi, maafkan cerita panjang kali lebar ini yang mungkin ndak berfaedah-faedah amat untuk hidup kalian yaa :’’’ . Tapi semoga dengan cerita behind the scene ini, kalian akan faham bahwa menjadi advokat adalah menjadi mesin motor yang mungkin tak terlihat kinerjanya tapi ia menggerakkan, karena kisah inipun mungkin tak diketahui oleh sesama pengurus bemj dahulu... menjadi advokat akan selalu berbicara tentang apa yang dapat diri kita berikan, bukan tentang apa yang diri kita dapatkan... menjadi advokat akan mengajari kita tentang untuk siapa kita berbuat... menjadi advokat akan memahamkan pada kita bahwa mensyukuri nikmat, kekuatan, dan peluang untuk berdekatan denganNya adalah sebuah pilihan.

Jangan lupa bahwa “kebaikan yang kita lakukan adalah kebaikan untuk diri kita sendiri. kebaikan yang mungkin sering luput dari pandangan manusia, namun Insyaa Allah tak pernah luput dari catatan malaikat disamping kita.”

Jalan ini akan menghadiahkan kalian banyak sekali luka jika kalian berharap pada manusia. Jalan ini jua yang akan menghadiahkan kalian banyak hal tak terduga jika kalian hanya berharap kepadaNya. Akan ada banyak kejutan yang jauh lebih baik dan lebih membahagiakan sebagai balasan keikhlasan kita semasa menjalankan amanah ini dengan sebaik-baiknya. Oleh karena itu, teruslah berharap hanya kepadaNya... :)

Semoga disela kesibukan kalian dan kehebatan-kehebatan kalian nantinya, kalian tak pernah lupa menyelipkan doa sesederhana apapun kepadaNya...

Semangat untuk satu tahun kedepannya yaa. Semoga kalian bisa jauh lebih baik dari sejarah-sejarah yang pernah ada.... yassarallah...

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blaithnne · 1 year

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if you're up for it, G2 and H3 with seasaidh and saskia? you choose who gets which jdkshjgd

I wonder who they’re bullying lol

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blaithnne · 1 year

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More sketches I never posted, these ones range from like…last year to last month lmao. Merry Christmas Eve!

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blaithnne · 1 year

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TELL ME ABOUT SASKIA IVE GONE TO LONG LETTING THAT FIRE CHARACTER DESIGN GO UNAPPRICATED

AAAAH IM GLAD YOU LIKE THE DESIGN!! BUT she and Seasaidh desperately need a rework, here’s a little doodle of how that might look for Kia -

My baby. Lomve her. ANYWAYS SOME STUFF ABOUT HER!

Saskia is the biological child of Johanna and Kaisa, born when Hilda is around 15 probably. How is she their biological child? Magic!

As a magical contruct, magic comes naturally to Saskia. There was probably a lot of mishaps as a baby with her being unable to control said magic and it coming out in chaotic ways, but as a teenager she’s got most of her natural ability under control and it only comes out when she’s experiencing extreme emotions. Her natural magic is fairly basic, but she could be a very successful witch if she put her mind to it given her natural advantage. Trouble is…she doesn’t, she’s not interested in magic, or anything to do with adventure really

Saskia is sort of the black sheep of The Pearson family, i.e. she’s the ‘normal’ one. She doesn’t crave adventure in the great wide somewhere or powerful magic beyond her reach, she just wants a normal life. She’s a teenager, she finds the notoriety her family has gained due to their adventures more embarrassing than anything else

She’s got kind of a “ugh, MUM you’re so embarrassing!” vibe and is pretty closed off, but deep down she loves her family more than anything

It’s Kaisa’s first time as a parent, and as someone who still feels as if she failed at being a Witch she’s determined to ensure Saskia never feels that way. Plus, magic and Witchcraft is part of her culture and she wants to share it with her daughter - this results in her pushing her to learn magic even though Saskia doesn’t really want to, and drives a wedge between them for a bit. They work through it eventually though, and as Saskia gets older she comes to appreciate her weird family and the natural magic within her that she once tried to hide. She never becomes studying Witch or anything, but overtime she and Kaisa find common ground in participating in the less ‘grind to become the most powerful witch possible’ aspects of Witchcraft

As for what she does become, she��s a writer! I like to give every Pearson family member a creative talent that they shine in (Johanna is ofc a Graphic Designer, Hilda canonically keeps a sketchbook but I also headcanon that she grows up to be a wildlife photographer, and Lauren is a painter!), and Saskia’s is writing. Her main avenue is poetry, but she enjoys writing any genre of fiction. She’s a massive bookworm as well

By the time she and her sister are hitting their teen years, Lauren has probably moved out, and whilst Hilda might not have she definitely would be spending a lot of time away adventuring (though they both come back home frequently, Lauren for one lives like 5 minutes away). With her older sisters not living at home, Saskia considers herself the eldest sibling and the responsible one in the house, and doesn’t like being reminded that she isn’t. She probably tells people at school she’s the oldest too, half in attempt to make sure they don’t figure out who her family are

She’s a grumpy baby but she really does love her family and she’s my baby and I love her a lot

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blaithnne · 1 year

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Return of sketchbook baby Saskia! She needs a redesign lol, anyways happy Huevember

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blaithnne · 1 year

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since you just did saskia I am humbly requesting seasaidh lore 👉👈

Omg I literally JUST GOT THIS ASK SECONDS AFTER I MADE A POST ABOUT HER BYE - but since it was literally seconds later I’ve just deleted it and I’ll put it here!

Sooo here’s her redesign!

My little baby…I'm so obsessed with her.SOME MORE INFO -

• Seasaidh is sketchbook baby number 2! Where Saskia is a magical biological baby, Seasaidh is their adoptive daughter, hence why she has a Gaelic name (it's pronounced like Jessie but with a Sh instead of the J)

• She's also TRANSGENDER !!?? Yeah :] she was adopted when she was still male presenting but realised she was a girl pretty young. Picture 3 year old Seasaidh waddling up to her parents and announcing that she's a girl, not a boy actually. Since she was so young Johanna and Kaisa picked out a new name for her, since her birth name was Gaelic they wanted to keep her new one in the same langauge out of respect for her heritage, so they chose Seasaidh to match Saskia alliteratively! Her transition is done via magic

• Seasaidh's original design had blue hair, and I had a whole thing where she and her sister got it dyed at the same time, and Saskia let it fade but Seasaidh kept up redoing it. Buttt I think the blue hair and other factors made Seasaidh look more like a Frilda baby than a sketchbook one, and also her design just didn't have a lot of Kaisa in it, so her hair is the same colour as her mama's. I think the new hair dye explanation is that Saskia has this faded blue hair dye that she did herself when she was little bc she wanted to be like her big sisters, and now as a teen she’s very embarrassed about that and insists she doesnt and never did, but she still makes sure the dye doesn't fade completley. Seasaidh just never dyed her hair, she still looks up to Hilda a lot and really wants to be like her but her family always put a lot of emphasis on appreciating her natural hair, so she likes it just the way it is. Plus I think it's sweet to imagine she keeps her hair a natural color because she doesn't want Johanna to feel left out as the only natural haired person in the family

• Anyways, Seasaidh looks up to Hilda a LOT, she even inherited her classic boots when Hilda grew out of them! She's heard all about Hilda's adventures and wants to have ones just like them one day, she wants a cute animal companion and everything! Seasaidhs general arch is about learning to be an individual and to not put Hilda on a pedestal so much

• Seasaidh also has a lot of struggles with feeling like she's not really a part of the family. The fact that she's adopted, and Kaisa is so focused on trying to connect with Saskia (Kaisa loves both her girls the same for the record, she just ends up focusing more on Saskia because shes more distant than Seasaidh and she feels like she doesn't connect with her as much, this inadvertently leads to her not spending as much time with Seasaidh, which gets to her overtime), and the fact that she wants nothing more than adventure and magic and was born after Hilda's big adventures involving the two mean that she feels left out a lot. She worries she's not as good as her family members and is always trying to prove herself - she wants a big adventure to prove it to them, but there just isn't one for her yet. With time though she is able to realise her family's honestly overwhelming amount of love for her, and forge her own path instead of trying to follow in her sisters footsteps

•I mentioned in my Saskia post that she doesn't become a witch despite her natural talent, buttt Seasaidh does! Despite her lack of natural talent lol. It takes Kaisa a wee bit to actually take notice of Seasaidh's interest in Witchcraft (maybe there's an angsty arch where Kaisa's focus on Saskia for this makes Seasaidh think shes favouring her because she's her biological child, and Kaisa feels IMMENSE guilt for making her think that), but once she does Seasaidh ends up studying to become a witch! And she's pretty good at it too. I think it would take her a while to find her familiar though, which frustrates her to no end bc she wants one soooo badd

In general Seasaidh is basically just a mini Hilda even when she's not consciously trying to emulate her. She's chaotic and adventurous and loves weird creatures and making friends. I think she'd be a bit more social than the rest of her family, she makes human friends much easier

I'm not sure what her artistic talent would be…it'd be kinda funny if she was just bad at art in general maybe lol, another thing that makes her feel left out. But I could see her keeping a sketchbook of some kind. And it would be perfect to have sketchbook baby carrying a sketchbook around, yeah imma go with that - she keeps a sketchbook! And she's pretty good for her age, I think she'd like drawing with markers the most

Aaaanddd that’s all I can think to write for now lmao! I love her sm TY FOR ASKING ABOUT HER

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