#QR Code Basics

[aidc-india]

QR Codes 101: What Are They and How to Use Them| Complete Guide

QR Codes have become a vital tool in today’s digital world. In 2025, they are everywhere—from product packaging and restaurant menus to transport tickets and payment systems. Short for Quick Response codes, QR Codes store information that can be scanned instantly using smartphones or barcode readers. AIDC Technologies India plays a major role in providing reliable and customized QR Code solutions for various industries, helping businesses transition to smarter, contactless operations.

As QR Codes continue to evolve, AIDC is ensuring Indian enterprises can access, use, and benefit from this technology seamlessly and securely.

What Are QR Codes? Meaning & Overview by AIDC

QR Codes are two-dimensional barcodes that store data such as website links, product details, contact information, and more. Unlike traditional barcodes that only store data in a straight line, QR Codes can store data in both horizontal and vertical directions, making them more efficient and versatile.

AIDC Technologies India defines QR Codes as a modern tool for fast, accurate, and paperless data transfer. They allow businesses to simplify user interaction, improve tracking, and offer quick access to digital content. AIDC provides both static and dynamic QR Codes based on customer needs, ensuring flexible implementation across various sectors.

How QR Codes Work: AIDC’s 2025 Tech Breakdown

The working of QR Codes is simple yet effective. A QR Code consists of black squares arranged on a white background. When scanned with a smartphone or a QR-compatible device, the code is decoded into usable data, such as opening a website or triggering a digital payment.

AIDC ensures their QR Codes work flawlessly by using high-quality printing, error correction levels, and advanced encoding methods. Their solutions are tested across multiple devices and environments, so users always get fast, accurate responses. Whether for digital payments or product authentication, AIDC ensures smooth operation.

Types of QR Codes Used in AIDC Systems

There are two main types of QR Codes: static and dynamic. AIDC Technologies India offers both, depending on the purpose and flexibility required.

Static QR Codes store fixed information and cannot be edited once generated. These are ideal for basic uses like contact details or promotional content. Dynamic QR Codes, on the other hand, can be updated even after printing, allowing for better tracking and changes over time. AIDC’s dynamic QR Code systems are ideal for businesses that need performance reports, engagement metrics, and flexible data updates.

By offering both types, AIDC ensures clients get the right solution for their goals.

How to Scan and Use QR Codes: AIDC’s Simple Tutorial

Using QR Codes is easy. All a user needs is a smartphone camera or a QR scanning app. When the code is scanned, the device reads the data and redirects the user to the relevant information or action.

AIDC Technologies India offers support and training on how to implement and use QR Codes effectively. They help clients set up scanners, integrate QR Code readers into apps or systems, and educate staff on proper usage. This ensures that businesses can get the most value from their QR Code-based operations.

QR Codes vs Barcodes: AIDC’s Industry Comparison

While barcodes are still widely used, QR Codes offer several advantages. Barcodes hold less data and require a specific orientation for scanning. QR Codes, however, can store much more information and can be scanned from any angle.

AIDC provides solutions for both barcode and QR Code technology. However, for businesses that need more interactive, mobile-friendly solutions, QR Codes are often the better option. AIDC helps clients choose between the two based on their workflows, systems, and growth plans.

QR Code Applications in Retail, Education, Healthcare & More

QR Codes have applications across nearly every industry. In retail, they link to product info, payment portals, and feedback forms. In healthcare, QR Codes can store patient history, prescription details, or lab reports. In education, QR Codes are used for attendance, digital notes, and exam schedules.

AIDC Technologies India has successfully deployed QR Code systems in each of these industries. Their solutions are tailored to the specific needs of businesses, ensuring effective usage and easy adoption. From product authentication to document access, AIDC’s QR Code systems are reliable and scalable.

Benefits of QR Code Technology from AIDC India

There are many benefits to using QR Codes. They simplify customer interaction, speed up transactions, support contactless communication, and reduce the need for printed materials. QR Codes also help businesses collect and analyze data in real time.

AIDC Technologies India helps clients experience these benefits by offering ready-to-deploy QR Code systems. Their technology is tested for durability, readability, and integration, making it suitable for everything from marketing to logistics.

AIDC also enables businesses to customize QR Code designs, adding logos or brand colors while ensuring readability.

AIDC’s Secure and Customizable QR Code Solutions

Security is often a concern when dealing with digital tools. AIDC ensures that its QR Codes are secure from duplication and unauthorized use. Their systems include access controls, encryption options, and audit trails for dynamic QR Code activity.

Clients can also customize the appearance of their QR Codes without affecting performance. This branding flexibility makes QR Codes look professional and match business themes. AIDC supports creative QR Code designs for marketing campaigns, packaging, and customer engagement.

Why Choose AIDC India for QR Code Integration

AIDC Technologies India is one of the most trusted names in automation and tracking solutions. Their experience in implementing barcode and QR Code systems across India makes them a go-to partner for businesses aiming to upgrade their operations.

From planning and generation to deployment and support, AIDC manages every step. Their team offers on-site setup, technical support, and ongoing maintenance, ensuring smooth and reliable use of QR Code systems. Businesses that partner with AIDC benefit from long-term technology solutions built for growth.

Book Your QR Code Automation Demo with AIDC Technologies

If you're ready to modernize your business with QR Codes, AIDC Technologies India is here to help. Whether you're a retailer, hospital, school, or manufacturer, AIDC can design and deliver a QR Code solution that suits your workflow and budget.

[oxavierart]

🔴 Pokemon Sword/Shield if they were awesome

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+ Tomodachi Posting from Twitter

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[foldingfittedsheets]

Shoutout to the lesbian barista at Starbucks who saw my Morningwitch jacket sleeve and instantly texted her girlfriend the shop name.

[roxyteal]

New Leaf Pro Design QRs - Billter Edition! Codes below.

Let's start with Billy. This takes influence from my personal design of his outfit (sweater collar matches in color, white shirt sleeves at the ends, dark backside with decorative buckle), but surprisingly, all 12 argyle diamonds made it in. Was not expecting that!!

Next, we'll venture into the submarine in the ocean, where his father Bob is! Funfact, while looking at his sprite, I noticed that Billter didn't remove the black tie.

So canonically you could say he has both it and the bow (I decided not to). Had to sacrifice one (1) button, but oh well.

Onto the sailors! I referenced Lithuanian naval uniforms:

And changed the colors so that it was more like the tones used in the game, producing this look.

Then realized I fucked up on Gonzalo's and had to change his to reflect his captain status (four 1/2 inch stripes, not two). Accidentally made him a Lieutenant for a hot second, my bad. I also initially tried using the 12 buttons like in the above reference, but it looked too silly and had to downgrade to the 8. And lastly it wouldn't be Gonzalo without his caplet (or are they shoulder pads? Who knows, it is a mystery)! (Edit of all time: Added the captain stripes to the other sleeve, and fixed the position of the bottom row of buttons)

Finally, deep in that abyss, is a creachure. Denied!! This one's a lot more cut and dry. My only real comment is that I decided to make the left sleeve more... Tied off? Hard to show with Animal Crossing designs but ah well.

[shredsandpatches]

I hate that you have to spend hours and hours on the phone with/waiting for IT to fix something that's extremely easy to do except that it requires an admin password, and also they talk down to you even if your literal job is tech-heavy and give you shit for not consistently using the dedicated workstation that only does one thing. The internet connection for the computer that operates our microfilm scanner went down because we haven't used the scanner in a while and now my entire afternoon is going to be dedicated to waiting around for one person to spend five seconds entering a password

[astranauticus]

RWD S4E9 SPOILERS

we really do be getting some incredibly fun new lightning flavours from VR-LA these past few episodes huh. anyway black necrotic lightning <3

[mii-qrs]

Baldi Basics Miis

[ortly]

in ibispaint I use three brushes, one of which is a default round brush and the other two custom speckle brushes to render with. I have named the latter two “silly goofy color” and “super goofy color”(the only distinguishing factor being that one is a more denser version of the other) soley so that I can say “I think this needs a little bit more superior goofiness” when I switch my brush 2 color

[yaoi-hate-machine]

is anyone at least somewhat knowledgeable abt graphic design and/or advertising and willing to check out my pet sitting ad and suggest edits

[oh-meow-swirls]

y'know it's kinda fucked how the crank-a-kai is right in front of the sacred tree and therefore right in front of the yo-kai world. i mean it's kinda fucked in general but-

[sweetfirebird]

The US Postal Service

I am going to ask you all to do a small but important thing. When you go to the post office to mail a package or buy stamps or shipping supplies, get a receipt.

At the bottom of the receipt is a link and a QR code to fill out a short survey about your "customer satisfaction" with the post office. You are going to fill out that (it takes less than two minutes) and you are going to give them a glowing review each time!

Why? Because they are looking for reasons to make budget cuts despite the USPS being in the constitution and a valuable public service. So we are going to make it unequivocal that we like the postal service.

Because we do!

They send medicine cheaply, they take ballots for voting (which Republicans hate). They are the only shipping service in many rural areas. AND they are basically all that is keeping UPS, FedEx etc's prices down. Privatization means everything will be more expensive.

The post office is ours. It's our right. And the workers there are also being treated like shit right now. So support them in this very simple, easy way. And do this every single time you go there. Please. (And please reblog this. Let's overwhelmingly flood the system with positive feedback.)

[newstrendline]

what is qr technology

What is qr technology QR codes, or Quick Response Codes, are two-dimensional barcodes that store data in a graphical black-and-white pattern. These unique patterns can be scanned using a smartphone’s camera, turning the code into useful information such as a web address or phone number. These codes consist of modules that make up rows and columns that are arranged in a matrix. Each module…

[roxyteal]

🦈DENIED PROPAGANDA🦈

Maid time (ACNL Edition)

It's real, finally!!!

QR codes below. >:)

Short sleeved version, for floofiness. Please note that the short sleeve mesh would make "skin-only" coloring awkward-looking. Normally, there would be no left sleeve.

And the long sleeve version, which attempts to """add""" the glove. Tbh I probably could've made this one's left sleeve "skin-only" but then it would mean a lack of consistency.

And in place of the hat, is the terry-cloth do-rag. It was close enough, I think.

🦈DENIED PROPAGANDA🦈

Maid time

I'm starting to realize that I like designing outfits for him. This turned out to be more like a mix between maid and magical girl, but fuck it! Anyway why is he narrating the details wtffff. Also he's lying, the hat DOES NOT bite, the edges only look sharp, they're actually quite soft. He's messing with you.

Concept ref under the cut!

[mrrharper]

Neighborhood Association

Cale put down the last box and sighed. He could now officially state that he has moved. He looked around the living room and felt proud of himself, after working tirelessly for almost a week to turn this space into a home. The same couldn’t be said about his feeling towards the place his new home was located in.

He was forced to move after the rent in his last apartment was hiked by 25%. This was more than he could handle, so he decided right then and there that the would find a cheaper place to live. He went on Zillow and it didn’t take long before he found the place he was now living in. Gorgeous building, well-kept outside, spacious inside, with a stupidly low rent. He called the landlord first thing the following day. He signed the lease a week after that.

It was only then that his friends came up to him and made him realize what was the place he was about to move into. Pinewood, an outer suburb and the only Republican stronghold in the entire metro area. This was bad news for the young gay software engineer basically addicted to the queer city life. But he had already signed all the paperwork and he decided he would make this work. Each time he felt like this might not have been the best decision he reminded himself that even with the longer commute he was saving a lot of many. Yeah, maybe the town screamed “All-American conservative suburb”, but this was the price for financial stability, Cale told himself.

Cale heard a knock on the door. He walked up to the entrance and opened it. He was surprised to see no one in front of his house, not even a single person walking along the street. Then he looked down and saw a leaflet. Oh, that’s what this was about. He picked up the piece of paper and started reading as he went back inside. “The Pinewood East Neighborhood Association welcomes you in our area. We are glad you’ve decided to find your special place within our prosperous community and invite you to become an active member. Just scan the QR code and fill the form. FIND YOUR ROLE IN PINEWOOD.” Well, that’s nice, Cale thought to himself. He sat down on the couch and scanned the code on the leaflet. The form was pretty standard, for the most part. The only unusual part was the part where he was asked about hobbies. It was not an open question and Cale was forced to choose for only a couple of options. He rolled his eyes, who designed this form? He picked “morning runs and fitness”. He did try to get into he habit of running a year ago. And a year before running it was working out. So he guessed this was the option closest to the truth. He quickly finished filling up the whole form and sent it, quickly forgetting about the whole thing.

Two days later when he came back from work and walked up to his door he saw a package. He was surprised, he didn’t remember ordering anything. But as he looked closer he confirmed that the box was addressed to him. There was just one small typo, Caleb instead of Cale, but he was used to it. He picked the package up and took it inside to his living room. He then opened the box and saw a letter on top. It turned out it was a welcome package from the neighborhood association. Cale thought it was a nice gift, but didn’t care to see what was inside the package itself. The only thing he took out was the baseball cap with the association’s logo on it. When later that day he went out to run a few errands he put it on, because it was the closest to his hand as he was leaving the house. He came back late and after getting out of his clothes he went back to bed. He forgot to take the cap off.

Caleb slowly woke up. He stood up and stretched his arms. He felt a weird ache throughout his whole body, and he didn’t know why— damn, that sesh at the gym yesterday was rough. But that ache was the sign that it was working. He turned his head and watched his arm as he flexed his biceps.

He came up to his closet for something to wear. But he only saw a few faggy shirts and some tight pants. What the fuck, he thought. But then his mind was instantly covered by a weird fog and he walked into the living room and picked up a big box standing on the floor. He opened it and took out a black compression shirt and a pair of gym shorts. He quickly put them on and immediately felt better, his muscles filling up the clothes perfectly.

Right after, Caleb looked up to see a pride flag hanging from one of the walls and a feeling of disgust filled his fog-covered head. He jumped up to the wall and grabbed the piece of fabric, then threw it on the ground. Then he came back to the box and took out a ‘thin blue line’ flag. That fit him way better and he quickly put it on the wall.

He heard his phone ring. He took his phone and answered.

“Yeah?”

“Good morning, this is Cathy form the Pinewood East Neighborhood Association. Is this Cale?”

“Ugh” Caleb grunted. Stupid woman. “It’s Caleb.”

“Oh, of course, my apologies” Cathy answered, but she didn’t sound like she was really sorry. “I’m calling to ask a few questions before we accept you as a full member”

“Sure, whatever” Caleb’s interest in the phone call was dwindling fast and he started flexing once again, watching his biceps go up and down.

“What’s your profession?” Caleb’s mind, completely covered by fog, didn’t know what to say.

“Ughhhh, soft…ware… was it… wait a minute—”

“Is it security guard, Caleb?”

“What?” He did not expect the woman to be such a psychic. “Yeah, yeah, security guard, duh.”

“Great, thank you Caleb, and one more question. There’s a group that wants to organize a Pride event in out beautiful city. How would you respond to such a proposal?”

“Hell no, we don’t want no queer near our place, isn’t that right? Bunch of degenerates” Caleb barked at the phone.

“I understand Caleb, and we agree, you’re absolutely right” The woman on the other side sounded almost… proud? “I won’t hold you any further, you have a job to go to. I’m glad you are fulfilling your role within our community. See you soon.” And then Cathy ended the call. Caleb shrugged, he wasn’t sure what was the deal with all this neighborhood shit, but why should he care? He was here for the low rent and the job that allowed him to spend half the day at the gym.

As he walked from the living room to the kitchen Caleb stopped in front of the mirror and started flexing. Damn, these guns of his looked impressive. And fuck, his chest was like a damn pillow, so sick. He watched his pecs flex in the mirror, moving under his compression shirt. These muscles were ready to smash degenerates and grab any pussy he wanted. When he was ready to leave the house, driven by instinct he went back to the box and picked up a pair of sunglasses he then immediately put on. Yeah, now he was ready to go to work and fulfill the role he was assigned in Pinewood. And brah, it felt fuckin’ great.

[essektheylyss]

Hello, I am GAUGING INTEREST for a CR FIC ZINE.

I sent @ariadne-mouse this prompt (which she wrote a DELIGHTFUL ficlet for) a week and a half ago, and had the thought that one could make a VERY fun zine purely with ficlets of random encounters and scenarios at or around the Fjorester wedding, considering half of Exandria's invited, and wedding interactions can get wild. So I'm considering running one!

I am talking Shoestring Budget Production level zine. First ever Critical Role episode production level. Mid-tier but not bad "professor's scan of a PDF" level. Legible, but definitely minimal effort DIY. This would be super basic, on basic letter paper folded in half, none of this "zine that is basically an art book" stuff—I'm thinking all ficlets would be required to fit on at most one spread of pages, which is a bit over 600 words, so I'd probably cap it at 600 just to be safe. No fancy formatting, all fic for easier printing purposes (sorry), as the ultimate goal would be to print a bunch of copies to bring to the live show.

For this reason, if there was a ton of interest and submissions beyond the feasible scope of what I could print, there would probably be two versions; one comprehensive digital version that people can print at home if they want, and one shorter one to print for the event itself, prioritizing writers who are attending the live show because it's fun that way (with some kind of link or QR code for the full version). No money exchanged in any direction, no limitations based on taste or quality. It wouldn't really matter if some of them contradict, and there would be no expectation of consistency in terms of wedding details, but I would encourage ideas that are, if not wholly canon compliant, somewhat realistic within the confines of Exandria lore—i.e. Cerrit coming back from the grave to attend a random Borderline Celebrity Wedding doesn't necessarily make sense, but if there was a concept involving Dairon dragging along an Agrupnin descendant OC who is also an expositor because they know that Beau is going to be occupied with best man duties and needs someone to talk to so she doesn't have to make small talk, that could be funny as hell.

So, to recap, the general parameters:

takes place at or around Fjord and Jester's wedding

fics of 600 words or less

open submission

no continuity or consistency expectations or requirements across submissions

very loosely canon compliant (roughly up to the end of c3)

* I'd consider putting art into the digital version, but again, given this is meant to be as minimal cost as possible, I would not include art in the printed version regardless—especially as it would be printed in B&W.

[mionemymind]

Blood Drive

Summary: While donating at a local blood drive, Y/n stumbles up the best nurse in town, Wanda Maximoff. Unable to get Wanda out of her mind, Y/n goes through a lengthy process just to ask her out.

Warnings: Fluff, Blood Donations, Passing Out, Needles, Happy Ending

A/n: Not gonna lie, I think it's somewhat getting easier to write kissing scenes but I still have to look at a tumblr post just to figure out the wording for it. Let me know what you think :)

Word Count: 4.0k

Masterlist

In an era of new politics, the Mayor of New York City declared that registered heroes of the city had to do mandated community service. This was a new mission to help build relationships between the regular folk of New York City and the heroes that harbor it. Because let’s be honest, having Hulk throw your new car at the enemy was not the best introduction for regular people. 

Those who harbored powers relaying force or strength helped out in the trade industry. You’d often see super soldiers helping out in the demolition zone by crushing what was needed. Those with magic tried their best to help heal the homeless or aided at soup kitchens. Anywhere you can unconventionally help, the heroes did. 

For Y/n, it was a lot of physically demanding tasks. Such as helping families move from apartment to apartment. Or helping police officers move accidents out of the way. Sometimes, she would even demonstrate how to safely carry a person through a burning building for the local firefighters. 

Today, however, Y/n decided to do something different. Rather than focusing on the same physical tasks, she chose a simpler mundane task. “Hi there, are you here for the blood drive?” Y/n nodded in agreement to the receptionist upfront. “Just sign in for me right here. Have you filled out the online rapid pass?”

“Yes, I have the QR code screenshotted.” The receptionist smiled warmly. “Perfect. Someone will be with you soon. Please have a seat in our waiting area.” 

Y/n walked towards the waiting room area. This was the fourth thing on her list of community service opportunities to try. She wasn’t quite sure if her blood was even allowed to be donated, having the super soldier serum in her surely could cause a reaction to a regular human. 

After some tests back at the compound, the staff found everything to be okay. That’s how Y/n ended up in a place like this. 

“Y/n Y/l/n.” Getting up from her seat, Y/n followed a nurse in red scrubs to a different area. “How are you today?” 

“I’m good. I'm a little nervous. I’ve never done this before.” The nurse led them to a private part of a huge common room. Multiple stations were built throughout with various people donating blood. “It’s okay to be nervous, but the worst feeling you’ll get today is just a small prick.”

Y/n breathed out slightly in relief. “Let me first get your basic information.” The nurse had gone over Y/n’s personal information but was immediately flagged by the date of birth. “It says you were born on April 2, 1917. It must’ve been a typo.”

The nurse almost changed it to 1971. “Actually ma’am, that is the correct birth date.” 

“So you mean to tell me you were born during World War I?” The nurse was unwilling to believe the joke that was being played. Y/n could immediately tell from the look she gave. “It was the Great War at the time, but yes ma’am I was born in 1917. I’m actually a super soldier.”

The nurse went back to her computer and typed in more information to store on Y/n’s file. “Ah - I see. I’m sorry about that. There’s already a note on your file. It looks like your director has already approved your donation today.” 

Y/n sighed in relief, while she didn’t mind explaining to people her situation of being frozen for so long, it was strenuous trying to get them to understand it all. The rest of the consultation went along smoothly as she gathered the remaining information such as Y/n’s hemoglobin and her rapid pass. 

“Alright dear, let’s get you to a bed.” The nurse led them back to the common area where all the beds were laid out. “Just sit right here for me, right now we currently have a special volunteer today that’s helping out with the drive. She’ll come over in a couple of seconds to help you out. But if you have any questions, please feel free to let us know.” 

Y/n sat up on the reclined bed and looked at her phone. She scrolled through her messages to make sure nothing important was happening. The sound of someone clearing their throat gained her attention. “Y/n?” As Y/n looked up, she could physically feel the moment that time stopped again. Was it possible that she fell back into the ice again? Surely she would feel the same numbness as before. But it was all different. Because from just one look from this girl would be enough to melt all the ice away. 

Y/n’s breath hitched as she locked eyes with her. “I- yes, that’s me.” Y/n cleared her throat, embarrassed at the lack of composure she had. 

“Nice to meet you today. My name is Wanda Maximoff and I’ll be helping you with your blood donation today.” All Y/n could do was nod as she further realized that the woman in front of her was the Scarlet Witch. 

Wanda looked through her notes on the clipboard. “It looks like it’s your first time donating, is that true?” Y/n’s eyes remained locked on Wanda. It was embarrassing how much she couldn’t look away. “Uh yes. It is.”

“Do you have a preference on which arm you would like to use today?” Y/n shook her head in disagreement. “No preference at all.” 

Wanda wrote down more information when a note caught her eye. “S.H.I.E.L.D. approval - are you a member?” Wanda looked over at the young girl in front of her trying to see if she could remember the pretty face.

“I’m one of their new recruits. Only been active for three months.” And suddenly, Y/n seemed to never mind all the questions that Wanda could possibly ask. If it meant talking to her, Y/n would oblige. 

“That’s great to hear. If you don’t mind me asking, do you have any powers that we should be aware of?” 

“Well, I think you’re aware of my counterpart, Bucky Barnes. We both have a super soldier serum.” Wanda smiled at the mention of her old teammate/acquaintance.

 “Interesting. How come I haven’t heard about you before?” Wanda couldn’t shake the feeling that somehow she had managed to miss this girl for three months. 

Y/n scratched the back of her neck sheepishly. “You know how Steve was found in ice right?” Wanda nodded. “That’s basically the same situation I was in but rather than crashing into the arctic, I was in a freezer chamber. I’ve been awake for only ten months.” The shock on Wanda’s face was apparent. 

“Sorry to keep asking,” Y/n never minded, “how has it been like adjusting back to the new life?” Y/n shrugged indifferently. 

“A little rough. I do miss my friends back from my time, but Bucky has been trying his best to help me. However, he has been focused on helping the new Captain America, Sam?”

Wanda nodded, confirming that Y/n’s information was correct. “I do enjoy the fact that I’m no longer Hydra’s soldier though. More than anything, I’m just glad to have a second chance in life. Not a lot of people get that so I’m pretty thankful.”

Wanda digested Y/n’s words and was pretty enlightened at Y/n’s outlook on life. “Thank you for answering all my questions.”

“It’s no problem.” 

“Now, let's get you set up to donate.” Wanda proceeded to bring out a couple of items from the nearby stand. On the table beside Y/n, Wanda placed various tubes and empty bags. Although it was nothing, the sight made Y/n feel slightly uncomfortable. It reminded her too much of Hydra’s labs but minus the dark atmosphere and torture that came with it. 

As if sensing her discomfort, Wanda grabbed a disinfectant and started to disinfect Y/n’s left arm around the area inside her elbow. “Ya know, for being so nice and cooperative. How about you ask me a couple of questions? It makes the day go by faster.” 

Bringing herself out of her internal thoughts, Y/n asked the first thing that came to mind. “You’re the Scarlet Witch, right?”

It was Wanda’s turn to blush. She hadn’t expected Y/n to recognize her so quickly, especially since she just got back to the real world.  “I am.”

“I wasn’t aware that you could help with the American Red Cross as part of your community service.” Wanda grabbed a marker and a squeezable toy. She placed the toy in Y/n’s left hand stating, “Give me three big squeezes and hold on the last squeeze.”

While pressing around Y/n’s elbow, she continued with, “I had to do some training to get qualified. A lot of the people who use magic generally help in other areas.” Wanda marked a dot followed by a line. “You can stop squeezing now.”

“I’m gonna disinfect one more time and then I’ll have to poke you. Are you scared of needles?” Feeling more embarrassed, Y/n looked away as she said, “Yes.” 

“All good. Just means I’ll have to give you a small distraction.” Wanting to distract herself even more, Y/n asked, “Why did you decide to do this rather than something in your wheelhouse?”

Wanda thought about it before replying with, “I like the normalcy of it. On the plus side, it feels more rewarding. Like I’m actually earning my community time rather than going the easy way of using my powers.” As Wanda finished disinfecting, she blew on Y/n’s elbow hoping it would dry fast. 

“When I give you the go-ahead, I’ll have to ask you to give me three more squeezes and hold on to the last one, okay?” Y/n nodded and waited for the signal. 

“And - go.” Y/n did as told, but as she did her last squeeze and held, red wispy magic flowed in front of her morphing into swirls in the air. “Woah.” She followed the magic with her eyes, not even noticing that Wanda had already poked her and started the transfusion. 

“Should be about 10 minutes. Every couple of seconds give the toy a small squeeze to keep it going.” Y/n glanced away from the magic amazed with Wanda. “That didn’t even hurt.” For the first time in Y/n’s life, she didn’t scream when the needles came. 

Wanda couldn’t help but keep the magic up for a little longer. The dopey look on Y/n’s face was something she didn’t want to go away. 

“I told you I would distract you.” Y/n was at a loss of words. Her brain jumbled for anything but all she could focus on was that Wanda Maximoff successfully distracted her. She had a natural caring heart, something the media failed to show. 

“Your magic is beautiful by the way.” Y/n savored the last few seconds of it before it completely disappeared. 

Wanda’s magic has been called many things in life, powerful, destructive, and manipulative but none have ever said beautiful…till now. “Thank you Y/n.” 

There was a small silence as Wanda stayed to make sure Y/n was okay. “I’ll be assisting other volunteers, but if you start to feel like you're fainting, just call me over, okay?” 

“I will.” Would it have been wrong to immediately fake an injury just to get Wanda back? Possibly but Y/n weighed the consequences and none could compare to her. So as Wanda left, Y/n used her free hand to call Bucky. After a couple of rings, he picked up the phone. “Hey, Y/n.” 

Getting straight to the point, “Is Wanda Maximoff single?” 

“Uhh - I think so. She and this synthezoid, Vision, used to date but I believe they broke up a year ago. Why do you ask?” Y/n looked at Wanda who was across the room. Her radiant smile could be spotted from miles away. “Just wanting to gather intel. Thanks Bucky.” 

Y/n hung up the phone, not caring about what Bucky had to say back. Her eyes lingered back to Wanda. No matter how much she distracted herself with her phone, her eyes always glanced back on Wanda Maximoff. Her hair was tied up in a high ponytail and all she wore was matching red scrubs. But everything about her looked and felt beautiful. 

Little did Y/n know, Wanda was admiring her too. 

The blood donation was soon over, quicker than Y/n anticipated.  Wanda had already come over, stopped the machine, and disconnected the line from Y/n’s arm. She taped a cotton ball on top of the area she poked and proceeded to wrap a red bandage around Y/n’s elbow.  “You keep this red bandage on for two hours and the cotton ball for four hours.” 

Wanda grabbed a pamphlet that had Y/n’s personal information and gave it to her. “Don’t miss a single meal for the next eight weeks. Make sure to drink plenty of water as well. If you feel dizzy in the next couple of hours, be sure to call this number, okay?”

Y/n nodded. Her mind was elsewhere at the moment, trying to find ways to ask Wanda Maximoff out. “Do you have any questions for me though?” 

Y/n opened her mouth, wanting to ask her, “Are you busy after this?” But nothing came out. And the more she tried to say words, the more silence that remained. 

“Wanda!” The pair turned to the employee that shouted her name. “I have someone that needs your help after you're done with your current volunteer.” 

“Understood.” Wanda looked back at Y/n. “We have snacks and shirts over there but I think you should be good now. Thank you for donating today.” 

As Wanda walked off, Y/n couldn’t help but beat herself up for not asking. She took a couple snacks and juice boxes before walking out of the donation center. 

Was Y/n in love? Not quite yet. Infatuated? Probably. It was the best explanation as to why she was back at the blood drive the very next day. The brown eyed girl paced around all night trying to think of ways to see Wanda again. And the very first realistic idea she thought of was to donate blood again. 

The super soldier practically begged the compound to give her another approval to donate blood stating that her super serum allowed for faster recovery. When no one could argue with her logic, they allowed a special approval to donate so soon. 

So when Y/n followed all the same directions, all the same questions, she was met with disappointment when she didn’t see the redhead that captured her mind. “Hi, my name is Lucy and I’ll be helping you today.” 

As Lucy proceeded to set up, Y/n couldn’t help but ask, “Is Wanda Maximoff here today?” 

The blonde shook her head with a small smile. “I’m sorry dear. She’s not going to be here today.” Y/n couldn’t hold back the frown that escaped. It was stupid to think that Wanda would come back the very next day, but she had hope. 

And as much as Y/n wanted to ask when she’ll be back, she knew the blood center wouldn’t give out information like that. Regardless, Y/n was determined. She was going to see Wanda again. 

It was a new month and a new day. Although Y/n was glad to help a good cause, her hope waned as each day passed with no Wanda. By now, everyone in the blood center knew Y/n by name. On the bright side, the other volunteers were not bad to talk to but none compared to her. 

So as Y/n sat down once again, she scrolled on her phone, expecting much disappointment. Until the voice that captured her heart called her name. “Y/n?”

She looked up from her phone and saw that familiar smile that was ingrained in her head. “Wanda.” Y/n couldn’t hold her smile back as she finally saw the girl that she’s been begging to see. 

“Looks like you’re here for you…18th donation? Look at you being a star citizen.” Y/n blushed knowing that those donations were mainly for something else. “I think by now you should know the drill. Are there any concerns you may have?”

Wanda looked back at Y/n, ready to disinfect her arm. “I-” Y/n’s brain short circuited at the feeling of Wanda’s hands on her arm. It was like everything that she wanted to say suddenly left her brain. But the feeling was just on the tip of her tongue. 

“You know, they should give you a badge or something for donating so much. I didn’t even know that was possible. Didn’t you start donating like last month?” Again, not a single thought formulated in Y/n’s head when all she could focus on was how soft Wanda’s hands were. Because if Y/n was able to focus, she would be able to say that her donation was 17 days, 13 hours, and 5 minutes ago. But who was counting? 

Wanda looked back at Y/n’s chart to confirm her suspicions. “Are you still scared of needles though?” And that’s when Y/n finally got back into the real world. For all the times she’s been back, she’s had to look away from the needle while using a nearby pillow to control her nerves. 

“I think I might need your magic again.” Y/n blushed at the request but felt proud at the smug look that came from Wanda. “I might have to start charging you for the show.” 

With sudden blind confidence, Y/n asked, “Let me take you out on a date in return.” Wanda almost missed the vein at Y/n’s sudden question. She had an inkling that the girl liked her but never expected her to actually pursue her thoughts. 

“You didn’t even need it.” Y/n looked down and saw that Wanda had poked her without realizing it. 

“Does that mean you won’t go?” Wanda looked at the time on the clock and smiled at Y/n. 

“It actually means you have three hours till my shift is up.” Wanda patted Y/n’s arm, reminding her to squeeze the ball in her hand. “So pick me up then. How should I dress?”

“Something casual. I hadn’t really planned out what I was going to do after you said yes.” Wanda blushed at the idea of Y/n practicing this moment. 

“How about this? You and I walk around New York. I don’t think the guys have given you much of a good tour. So I’ll tell you all about the new New York and you tell me about the old New York.” 

“You have a deal.” 

Wanda and Y/n were in the back seat of an uber. The small date was something Y/n never wanted to end but the lack of energy made it hard to keep up. So when Y/n asked if it could be an early night, she was relieved that Wanda wasn’t mad at her. 

Right now, the uber was at a stoplight and the two hardly spoke as their shoulders touched. 

“Can I hold your hand?” Y/n whispered as she lightly placed her hand above Wanda’s. The small smile was hard to miss on Wanda’s face. She could feel Y/n’s internal battle to ask her that. She leaned into Y/n’s ear and whispered, “You don’t even have to ask,” and pressed a small kiss on Y/n’s cheek as they interlaced hands. 

A small blushed and a wide grin appeared on Y/n’s face. “I hope you had fun today.” Looking away, Y/n yawned into her hand.. “You tired dekta?” 

Looking back at her, Y/n tilted her head in confusion. “Dekta? What does that mean?” Wanda blushed more. She hadn’t meant to call Y/n that, but it left her lips so easily. Like it was second nature. 

“I’ll tell you later,” Wanda placed her left hand on Y/n’s bicep and gave it a small squeeze, “Aren’t you supposed to be a super soldier? It's barely past 10 pm and you’re already tired.” Y/n scratched the back of her neck, slightly embarrassed at how tired she was. But all Wanda could focus on was the feeling of Y/n’s muscles as she gave one more squeeze. 

Y/n yawned again, unable to fight the sleep that took over her body. “It’s what happens when you donate blood every day to try and see a pretty girl.” They hadn’t even kissed but Wanda could’ve sworn she was in love. The dopey smile on Y/n’s face would make any girl’s heart melt. The red head mentally thanked that it was her that Y/n was looking at and nobody else. 

“You did that for me?” Y/n could think of many things she would do for Wanda, rescue a billion people, punch a hole in the moon, even kidnap someone. Regardless of how unrealistic it was, Wanda Maximoff was worth changing the tides on Earth. So how could someone so wonderful could ever question that someone would do something for her attention? 

“I wanted to see you again.” Y/n bit her inner cheek, trying her best to stay calm but all she could think about was how soft Wanda’s lips looked. 

The red head hadn’t meant to hear that thought, but she was glad she did. She bit her lip wishing that Y/n would just kiss her already. But something about the way they stared into each other's eyes was already enough for her to feel alive. And for someone so sober, her body grew drunk at the touch of Y/n. 

“So you donated blood to see me?” It was still all unbelievable to Wanda but Y/n would tell her a million times until she believed it.

Their eyes interlocked causing Wanda’s breathing to hitch. She swore she could look into those brown eyes forever. “18 pints and counting.” Y/n couldn’t hold back her grin as Wanda looked away, unable to hold back her wide smile. 

Y/n gave a gentle squeeze in their interlaced hands as Wanda turned back to face Y/n. “You’re gonna get yourself sick if you keep donating.” Wanting to focus on something else, Y/n caressed Wanda’s cheek as she tucked a loose strand back. 

Not wanting her touch to go away, Wanda placed her hand above Y/n’s. So many thoughts ran through both of their heads. Wanda could feel the weight inside Y/n’s mind but didn’t dare to peak. 

“Tell me what you’re thinking…” 

“...I think you’re really pretty,” Y/n admitted in secret. 

“What else?” Y/n rubbed her thumb gently across Wanda’s cheek. 

“I think I want to take you out on a second date.”

“Oh yeah?”

“And I…I think I want to kiss you.” Wanda swallowed all the nerves in her chest.

“...I’d really like that…” And as brown eyes looked at greens eyes one more time, Y/n slowly leaned in and kissed Wanda. There was no rush with each kiss, something Wanda never experienced before. All she could remember was the sloppy kisses and fast make outs. But something about kissing Y/n slowly drove heart mad because how dare she live this long without being kissed like this. 

And as they kissed, their hands never broke apart, instead, they gave gentle squeezes with every kiss. And when slowly pulled apart, Wanda knew then she was love sick. 

Bonus

“Let me get this straight,” Bucky rubbed his forehead, feeling the headache coming forth, “Y/n passed out from kissing you?” 

“Well, the kissing didn’t help but she also donated 18 pints of blood in the last three weeks.” Wanda looked at Y/n’s sleeping figure. Her head rested comfortably on Wanda’s lap. 

Bucky sighed. “Okay, I’ll meet you at her place.” 

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