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I saw you asked for angst viking!Simon ideas so what about simon injured in battle and all he wants to do is get home back to his wife, their cat, and the little tot. Maybe like comfort and she stitches him back up or something?

viking!simon as a dad is just kratos

c/w: pregnancy, injury, parenthood

he’d been gone 3 months now. your husband had been away at battle for 3 months and you miss him terribly. especially as your little one grows, they’ve already begun crawling and you wished he had been here to see it

you place your hand on your belly, rubbing the small swell of your tummy. you had told him that you were already pregnant with your second child just before he left for battle, he gave a pleased grunt as he said goodbye to you and your child. most people would find his reaction to be unenthusiastic, but that’s just how you’ve come to know him

you stand up from your bed, grabbing your baby from their crib to feed them before you settle in for the night. in the distant night you hear the sounds of victory being cheered throughout the land. your heart rate picks up as you eagerly await your husbands return

you’re waiting for him when he stumbles in, a soft gasp leaving your lips when you see the bloody gash in his shoulder. he doesn’t seem all to bother or agonised over it but it’s appalling for you to see

“simon! what happened?” you fuss, placing your baby back down so you can rush over to him. he walks past you, moving to tower over the crib. the sound of giggles leaving your baby when he reaches a hand in to tickle their tummy before turning back to you

“battle.” is all he says, making you roll your eyes. he treads over to you, placing a big hand on your belly and getting a feel of your bump. the feeling instantly makes you let out a soft sigh, as though the sight and touch of your husband will simply fix everything

you usher him over to a chair, making him sit down as you tug his heavy armour from his chest. no words are exchanged as you clean his wound, agile hands making quick work of the blood. this is not the first time you’ve tended to him and it certainly won’t be the last

his hands come up to rest on your hips, keeping you stood between his legs as he analyses the worried look on your face. “I am fine.” he grunts, trying to soothe you in his own way

you shrug his injured arm back down, mumbling something about making it worse. your furrowed brow and pout is adorable to him, in some weird way he likes knowing that you worry about him. that you wish and pray for his safe return

“the children missed you.” you mumble, beginning to patch up his wound. “we were all worried.”

“we only have the one.” simon responds, “this one hasn’t even met me yet.” he lets one hand come up to soothe over your tummy, knowing how comforting you found it during your last pregnancy

“I’m talking about that one.” you nod your head over to your shared bed, where the cat that simon gifted you lay curled up on his pillow. “he wanted to know where papa had gone.”

simon lets out a quiet snort at your words, leaning forward to rest his head on your tummy. “I’m home now, my love.”

#🥹❤️❤️❤️#mw2 #cod mw2 #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley #ghost #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost simon riley #simon riley x you #viking!simon

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kiwicopia · 4 hours

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Omg okay think of this! Cow!reader gets pregnant with their calves. And now how doese bull!141 react? Are they caring with her, or the same? Are they softer with her?

this is my current new obsession

c/w: hybrids, pregnancy, lactation

you’re theirs now, plain and simple. when laswell breaks the news of a successful heat cycle, they can’t stop smiling. meanwhile, poor little you has no idea what’s going on

they are disgustingly protective. you don’t go anywhere without one of the boys, johnny and kyle nuzzling their face into your neck and belly whilst you sunbathe in the fields. simon being greedy and drinking all your milk from your leaky tits because watching you grow with their calves just does something to him

john is the worst, smashing and breaking things when laswell tries to keep you apart from them. puffing out his chest when she takes you away for milking. absolutely raging that she’s taking away your milk which is meant for them and their calves >:(

she has no choice but to essentially move you into their barn, taking you away from the rest of the cattle. and it gets cold in the barn at night which means the boys will pull you right into the middle of their cuddle pile, hands roaming and squeezing everywhere they can reach whilst they snooze :(

the boys love playfighting over your attention, listening to your little squeals and giggles as you watch them try and take each other down. wrestling and grappling each other to the ground, winner gets snuggle out in the pasture with you all day, licking over your skin and huffing into the crook of your neck

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kiwicopia · 8 hours

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What would’ve happened if Caesar the jock werewolf bf got us prego with his pups way earlier? Like at the end/during high school? I ask since I wonder if he’d still be in denial about our relationship without having years of experience together yet. Would he accept us faster or idk…

i like to think of Ceaser and his reader being at least in college like maybe they met in high school and had a nonsexual bullying relationship but then in college, they started fucking. I know "jock" isn't as much of a stereotype for college kids but it makes me feel more comfy. The point still stands if they get pregnant at like 18-19.

I think he would be uncharacteristically serious. no teasing no bullying just like real talk. He would probably suggest an abortion, but ultimately it would be your choice. If you decided to keep the baby he'd support you financially the best he could, again being still a teenager, but he'd probably be really emotionally distant. he'd kind of resent you and the baby for shaking up his life so much and putting so much responsibility on him.

You'd have to rely on his parents mostly and they would ADORE you and their little grandbaby and teach you everything you need to know about raising werewolf pups as well as fully accept you into their little family even if Ceaser won't. I think he'd come around eventually but it would not happen sooner.

#jock bully werewolf

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kiwicopia · 9 hours

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ghoul of the week

#fallout 4 #fallout #fallout prime #john hancock #hancock fo4 #Hancock #the ghoul #cooper howard #fallout show

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kiwicopia · 10 hours

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Thinking about a mechanic!AU where the 141 boys run a garage and need a new receptionist. They hire you because you’re just so cute (great tits) and have a decent resume but it becomes a slight problem when they realize you’re a bit… dense.

Total ditz to be precise.

But they can’t really get mad when you get the keys for clients mixed up and look at them with those big eyes all teary and a little pout pushing out your lower lip.

Price is the most patient, perfectly content to walk you through how to file paperwork and fill out forms. Instructing you in a low voice while his breath brushes the shell of your ear. It’s really their fault for having such a terrible system, you know? Don’t worry about it too much, dove. He’ll settle his big hands on your shoulders and gently trace up and down your arms. See? You’re getting it. Just needed some more practice, hm?

Johnny is more than happy to show you around the garage, rattling off everything he knows about all those nitty gritty details that go right over your pretty little head. He’ll pop open the hood of some sports car and point to the engine to show it off. No, bonnie, you’ve got tae get in close. Closer.

Until you’re bent entirely over in one of those too-short skirts you wear everyday. It takes all his willpower not to yank you into the supply closet.

Gaz is just so sweet to you. Always bringing you little treats and candies to suck on. To help you concentrate, of course. Always greeting you with a soft ‘baby girl’ at the beginning of your shift. Whenever you’re standing around be it at the printer or counter - wherever really - he’ll slip a hand on your waist. It always trails a little lower, his pinky just edging on the hem of your too tight jeans.

Ghost gets frustrated with you to the point of causing tears to well up in the corners of your eyes. He’s feels guilty, sure, but bloody hell just print the damn receipt. He avoids you for the most part. Until one evening when it’s pouring down. You forgot your rain coat of course, silly girl. He offers you a ride which you take happily.

After that he can’t get rid of you. You bring him coffees (how you remember his order word for word but not where you last left your own cup is beyond him) and giggle at his jokes. When a client gets too snappy or too loud he’s the first to step in - standing behind you glaring at them with his huge arms crossed over his chest until they back down.

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kiwicopia · 10 hours

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ex-husband price still swings by when your kids and your new boyfriend are out, by the way, to fuck you. he says it's all a quick check and that there's no feelings attached to this, but when he's got you in a mating press or a full nelson, punching his cock in-and-out of your gushing and squelching cunt, he makes you say you love him. when your mind is fried with straining pleasure, and your eyes are crossed, he noses along your ear and murmurs, "look how much more honest y'r poor cunt is. s'all puffy and squirtin'. missed me lots, don't it?"

he slaps your clit, heavy palm striking in quick successions. you howl, pleasure and biting pain razing you, and all john does is muffle his chuckles on your shoulder, his eyes crinkled in his delight.

(and if he timed it well, your boyfriend should be home soon.)

#john price x reader #captain john price x reader #john price smut #cw cheating #afab reader

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kiwicopia · 12 hours

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The cowgirl reader in heat idea seems like something that would turn me feral, could you maybe write something about it, please?

yummy

c/w: hybrids, heat cycle, breeding kink, smut

you had only seen them from a far, the farmer deciding that you’d be safer if he scheduled your grazing time separate from theirs. you’d watch them over the window hatch, they’re big and strong. perfect breeding stock but they’re just so intimidating

until it start approaching mating season :( poor little you just always curled up in the corner of your pen, fingers plunged deep into your cunt as you whine about being bred

farmer decides a few calves isn’t a bad idea and waits until you’re really on the throws of your heat to lead yoh over to their barn. these huge beasts huffing and panting at your scent, staring you down like you’re a piece of meat when you shuffle in behind the farmer

they waste no time pinning you into the hay-covered ground, ripping and tearing at your skimpy clothes. gnashing teeth and sloppy tongues sliding over every inch of your body

you lose count of how many loads they pump into you, taking turns breeding you as you beg for it. your pathetic little cunt stretching with everything it has to accommodate their inhumanly large cocks

nasty talk about how good you’d look growing with their calves, how they wanna suck on your swollen milky tits and puffy cunt :( every word sends you creaming around whatever is being fucked into your cunt

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kiwicopia · 13 hours

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thinking about dog hybrid!simon — an awful mutt by any means, not hiding his frequent irritation and sharp canines, twitching his sharp ear adorned with a ragged scar in displeasure, dark brown tail taps against his leg.

all the soldiers under his command scatter every time he walks by or focuses his voidless, dark gaze on them, any conversations instantly become quieter and heads bow in acknowledgment of their lieutenants presence, just as not to hear another harsh, barked command.

and it is worth imagining their surprise when he suddenly begins to behave much calmer, because it turns out that simon has found himself the prettiest human existing, you.

it's common for humans to be the owners of hybrids, but in your relationship it's the other way around — simon is so used to having control that he can't unlearn his old habits, only now there's constant horniness that has been added to his usual demeanor.

and you don't mind it, oh, you really like simon — with all his grumpiness, dark eyes framed by beautiful blonde eyelashes, his animal features that charmingly indicate his feelings, letting his brown tail wag quickly every time you stroke him or leave a soft kiss on his stubbled cheek.

and you always amused by his clinginess, even if it always ends with dry humping, when simon sneaks up on you from behind, enveloping your body and mapping your soft skin with calloused, thick palms, rolling his broad hips against your backside, as his tail thumps on his leg.

or your supple body under his muscular one, bend in the mating press by his pawing hands, as simon plunges his fat cock inside your tight, pulsing gooey pussy, emptying load after load from his weeping tip inside your fertile womb, drooling and growling like a real mutt, as you arch with chocked mewls and rolling eyes, while simon's canines sink into your neck.

✎ 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵. 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴. 𝘢𝘰3.

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kiwicopia · 14 hours

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there are the times when leon returns from missions completely tired, any emotions barely flash on his chiseled face, there's dark circles drawn under his habitually sharp blue gaze, which is now nothing more than tired, barely open to gaze at you through dark, fluttering eyelashes.

but that doesn't stop him from having you on top of him, his lengthy cock nestled against your spongy spot with his dribbling tip, hitting the right place rapidly, yet leon's movements is leisured when he paws at the fat of your jiggling ass, helping you to bounce with short thrusts.

— “such a good girl, doing so well for me, sweetheart„ he's making sure to praise you with each needy, high pitched mewl that slips past your glistening lips, because he's too slow, not hard enough, yet you take it like a good girl you are for leon, slimy insides of your pussy pulsing around his throbbing length.

leon will make it up for you after, he promises, while his thick fingers work slowly with gentle circles on your engorged, puffy clit, feeling how your gooey walls start clamping around his cock as you slur incoherent pleas and moans, as you let him take you apart piece by piece until your very orgasm.

✎ 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵. 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴. 𝘢𝘰3.

#.𐙚july's writings #leon kennedy x fem reader #leon scott kennedy smut #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy fluff #leon scott kennedy x reader #leon scott kennedy fluff #leon kennedy smut #leon kennedy comfort #leon scott kennedy x fem reader #leon scott kennedy comfort #leon scott kennedy x you #leon smut #leon x fem reader #leon kennedy x you #re4 leon x reader #domestic leon kennedy #leon kennedy drabble

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kiwicopia · 14 hours

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c/w: hybrids, heat

farmcat!reader who accidentally falls asleep sunbathing in the field and doesn’t get out in time before the barn doors are open and bull!141 have some fun with you

or cowgirl!reader who gets thrown into bull!141s barn right when she’s about to go into heat because the farmer wants calves :(

#bull!141 #simon riley x reader #john price x reader #kyle garrick x reader #john soap mctavish x reader

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kiwicopia · 1 day

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Finding out Walton Goggins absolutely scared the shit out of himself after waking up from a nap in his trailer and seeing his reflection in ghoul makeup is the funniest fucking thing I ever heard

#walton goggins #the ghoul #cooper howard #fallout #fallout prime

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kiwicopia · 1 day

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ps!ghost x of!f!reader au :)

It hadn't even been him who found you. It'd been Kyle.

Look at this lush little doll fuckin' herself on your cock.

Simon's chilled glass clinked on the marble tabletop of the bar as he placed it down, brows furrowed in response. He hadn't even gotten the chance to ask what the fuck Kyle was doing watching porn in public because he slid the phone over in a flash, and as soon as Simon's gaze shifted to the phone, his words instantly lodged into his throat.

You really were fucking yourself on his cock. Well, a replica of his cock. Simon found himself unable to look away. You were riding it, puffy lips spread wide as your cunt took every thick inch of the toy. The way you undulated your hips with every rise and fall had a familiar hunger gnawing at his insides, your fingers— so much smaller than his own— circling your bundle of nerves stoked the fire in his lower belly.

His tongue felt thick and heavy in his mouth when he noticed your soft thighs begin to tremble, the pace of your hand, glistening with your slick— oh, he'd pay for a little taste— quickening as you reached your climax. His teeth sunk into his bottom lip the same way he knows yours did too (it's a shame you're hiding that face of yours, he'd love to see if your eyes cross as you peak), and before the video got to his favorite part, Kyle quickly swiped his phone back.

Johnny's here. Wave 'im down.

Bastard. Good thing he took note of your name.

He'd signed up that same night and tugged his cock to that same video, this time with volume. You keened so prettily, a voice like honey and milk. Gasps when you lifted yourself until just the tip of it remained inside, mewls when you lowered yourself until your lips were flush against the silicone balls (those were inaccurate, he had a full, heavy set thank you very much). Simon stroked himself at your pace, a muted groan escaping him when you gave the toy a pointed thrust, cunt squelching as you did.

The sound you'd made as you climaxed was exactly like he'd thought it'd be, a hiccupped noise that came from the back of your throat, so real, genuine. It'd easily tossed him over his own edge, muscles taut and stomach tight as he spurts thick ropes of warm spend on himself, coating his dark trail of coarse hair under his navel and pubic area.

His cock had barely begun to soften, the loud ringing in his ears starting to fade when he came to a startling realization.

You'd whimpered his name— his stage name— as you hit your peak.

Simon quickly rewinds the video back a couple of seconds and watches intently as your hand stutters, frothy white desire at the base dribbling down in viscous drops (seriously, just a taste), your breath hitches, and—

There.

A warbled, slurred Ghost.

Well, well. Lucky him. He sends you a hefty tip, (for your service, pet) and turns on notifications for your profile. He'd hate to miss a live video of yours.

(His mind is already whirring with the thought of fucking you on his bed, just to see for himself if you really can take him the way you did the replica.)

#call of duty #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley x you #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley smut #simon ghost riley x f reader

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I am obsessed with Walton Goggins posting every single thirst article about The Ghoul on his personal instagram story. He is so happy we want him so bad

#walton goggins #fallout #cooper howard #the ghoul #fallout show #fallout series

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kiwicopia · 2 days

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training

#mw2 #simon ghost riley #ghost cod #call of duty #ghost mw2 #medieval ghost

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kiwicopia · 2 days

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soap is so smart what about engineering husband soap who could do complex math all day but married a ditzy wife who hates to even look at their house bills

pls this is all I want in life it’s always simon or price with a ditzy bimbo when soap is literally right there!!!

c/w: bimbo!reader, fluff, brief para about smut

you’re just always so happy to be around him. you never understand a word he’s talking about especially when it’s work related but when you hear all those big complicated words coming from your man, your brain just switches off. happy and content with just getting to listen to him

he handles all the big important things. all the household bills, handy jobs and important phone calls/house visits. your job is to spend all of his money on decorating the house he bought you :)

he spends all day talking to incredibly smart people all day, his brain works so hard during the day. he just wants to come home to his pretty wife who gives him baked goods and blowjobs under the kitchen table

he absolutely will never insult your intelligence. maybe he’ll call you a dumb whore when he fucks you but what else is he supposed to call you when all you can do is answer his dirty talk with babbled moans?

he actually loves you so much ahhh he gets cuteness aggression when you talk to him. when he asks about your day and you sit there telling him about all the things you bought and all the money you spent he just wants to kiss you and squeeze you <3

omg but you know that trend where women got custom beer posters for their boyfriends/husbands? yeah, this version of soap having a workshop that you think looks so boring! so you get a bunch of posters made to keep his eyes on prize whilst he’s working

#john soap mctavish x reader #soap mactavish #soap #soap mactavish x reader #soap x reader #soap call of duty #soap cod #soap mw2 #john soap mactavish #mw2 #cod mw2

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kiwicopia · 2 days

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Monster!König x Fox!Reader who likes to playfully flirt with him, but runs away when things get too serious. Reader’s just bored and her favorite form of entertainment is getting the grumpy colonel to blush.

You're a honeypot, a flirt, tease. Your job is to jump on some dumb monster hybrids and seduce them. Hands-on, their necks, looking up to the traitors of the nation. Konig isn't a traitor, but you still flirt with him. He deserves to have someone who will tease him for being alive, you think. Deserves someone to give him the knowledge that even the colonel isn't immune to being a blushing mess under his hood. Your hands dance on his chest, your neatly trimmed but still sharp little claws digging into the tense muscles. You tilt your head to the side and ask if the colonel needs a massage - he looks so tense, so nervous all of the time. Never looks you in the eyes, makes the girl in you go a bit self-conscious. You have a few spare minutes, and so you drag your fluffy tail across his thigh, "accidentally" touching his groin. He flinches, the tent in his pants becoming more and more obvious - you smile, getting even closer to him. Konig is close to his rut, mating season for eldritch hybrids getting closer and closer - you know you're playing with fire, but the base was outright boring lately, and you needed someone to play with.

You just didn't know he'd be tired of your games so quickly. Mushing your tail in his hands, getting a yelp out of you - you whimper, trying to wiggle your ass out of his grasp, but he is too firm. Presses his hands all over you and forces you to take him in, take him fully. Doesn't even bother with taking his cock out, fucking you with his slick, coated in some dripping goo, tentacles. The worst thing about monsters like him - he can get horny in an instant, forcing you to take his cock like a good little fox and stop teasing your dear colonel. You can huff and yelp for others to come and get you, but the base was tired of your antics.

#cod #konig x reader #yandere konig #konig #cod x reader #yandere cod #monster!konig #tw: monster fucking

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kiwicopia · 2 days

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ik you described android!ghost's cock to be like a human one but him having a cock like this one...... 🤤💦💦💦💦

https://twitter.com/robots_and_lace/status/1246647460161781760?s=21

Oh my...

Ghost has basically a human "suit" that he wears because it makes him feel more comfortable, but mechanically speaking it's really just a synthetic cover to hide his electronics. He has seams and plates that aren't covered by it, and he's a big boy. A behemoth of an android. Usually they're more lithe, more spartan in their construction and programming. They're specialized machines. Ghost is... an anomaly. He's big and armored and the synthetic skin doesn't hide what he is, because he makes no move to hide the smooth, cold, screen of his helmet-like face. He doesn't hide that he's not a man any more.

That doesn't mean that once you install his new hardware he doesn't have a man's urges. His thick, unyielding, fingers rub over your dripping cunt, synthetic come aiding in the slick slide of the digits. The warmth of his skin does little to hide the hard metal beneath it, but it doesn't stop Ghost from letting out a hiss when you clench around them. His cock drips against your chest as he pushes come back into your cunt. Poor pretty thing, you have to learn to keep it all in or he'll plug you. Tape your pretty pussy closed so you can feel the weight of the come he's pumped you full of all day.

Your fingers leave prints over his face plate, the gentle oil of your skin and sweat smearing over the dark glass. You do your best to stroke his cock, careful of the exposed metal, the smooth retractable plates, as you move your fingers over him. He likes this new model, likes the way it drags at your cunt, rubbing you at every angle and making you sob out your pleasure. He can almost feel your puffy cunt reshaping itself to take him, can feel the silhouette of himself as he fingers you. Yeah, he likes this model. Not as human, but not skimping on what he really wants either. Anything to drive you into the cock drunk stupor he currently finds you in.

"I can't come again," You whine, try to push at his hands. As if you could ever have the strength needed to move him. Especially not when he can tough you like this.

"You can," He assures you, "you're going to."

#cod x reader #x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #ghost mw2 #ghost x reader #simon riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #mw2 ghost #ghost cod #android!ghost #cyberpunk au

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