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wannabeanotter · 1 hour

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FUCK STICK (BOTTOM TO TOP; FUCKBOY/JOCK TF)

Fucking tops. It's Friday, nearly midnight and instead of dancing I'm stuck in the washroom at a gay club, hiding from some shithead.

"Tops, right?"

Next to me is a tall guy in a flannel shirt. He's pretty hot, but, urgh, he's the last thing I want to be thinking of right now.

"Yeah," I try to sound chatty, but it's clear I'm pretty annoyed "How did you know?"

He turns to me and crosses his arms, grinning, "Oh, you know. What happened? I bet you have loads of guys chasing after you"

It's true. I mean, look at this ass

"Urgh. This guy grabbed me from behind and started grinding against me. Can you believe it?? He didn't even ask, all I did was wink at him."

"Hmphh, you winked at him? Sounds like he was giving you what you wanted. You know, all you bottoms are the same. Needy. Demanding. Seeing real men as just dumb grunting animals. Maybe that guy was trying to do you a favour?"

I groan and turn around to leave "Oh, fuck you." Just what I need, another smug shithead.

He heckles me from behind. "God, twinks like you are so fucking lame. Maybe we're fed up of being nagged all the time?". He sounds kinda angry, but I ignore him, and roll my eyes.

"You know what, grab your dick."

I freeze, and my eyes go wide with shock. Why am I so shaken? That's not the worst thing I've heard at a club. I try to move but I can't, I just sputter, "Wh- what?? I'm not doing that"

He grins, "I'm not asking"

I feel something pull against my pants, but I look down and see it's my own arm

"WHAT THE FUCK! Are you... you're doing this?" My arm creeps down, playfully running my fingers over my tight stomach, and slips down through my waist band.

"Haha, yeah I am bro. So, bottom bottom bottom. What to do with you. What if I open your eyes a little?"

I, I start to shake. Something in me feels good. Beefy guys start to flash through my mind, and whatever's taken over my hand knows what it's doing down there. Athletes, wrestlers, big bulges in tight clothes...

"Here's the thing. There's enough brats like you around here bro. Someone's gotta do something. Think of it like, uh, giving back to the community."

The images in my mind start to change. The models get smaller, swapping out athletes for tight twinks in tighter shorts. Instead of biceps, I'm thinking of big, curvy asses, and my hand... I can't control myself. I wanna grab someone, anyone, and start grinding.

But then, one of my crushes slides by - Jason, a HUGE wrestler on my college team. Biggest pecs I have seen in my life. Thank fuck, finally, a real man. He looks at me with his big, brown eyes and oh my god, my heart flutters. I look up at him and in my mind I start to walk towards him

The guy in the flannels shirt is egging me on, "Go on, do it." How does he know what I'm thinking? Whatever.

I reach out, and Jason smiles. That big, goofy, handsome grin... and then he turns around. He gets down on the mats, on his hands and knees, raising his big, firm ass into the air. I'm looking right at it.

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I squirm. "Oh god. No. No no no no no"

"Uh, actually, yes." The guy in the washroom grins. "I want you to be a dumb, grunting animal, you will do that for me. Are you starting to understand?"

I lean down over the sink, but in my fantasy I fall against Jason. I hold him tight, pinning his big sweaty form down against the mats. At first, there's barely anything I can do to control him - he's WAY bigger than me, but soon I start to feel... bolder. Firmer. He tries to roll me over, but I slip my arm around his shoulder and a vein pops up over my bicep. My legs strain and my glutes start to stretch. Fuck, my whole body is throbbing.

I grunt, and slam him downwards, which gives moment to catch my breathe. Does he feel less sweaty? I wipe my forehead. Wait, am I more sweaty?

"Yeah bro. I know what you're thinking, I know how much you love guys after they've worked out. Damp clothes, that manly smell... it's exactly what every bottom wants these days. Now it's yours"

We twist around each other, and I reach my arms across his body. Wait, all the way around? His shoulders have gotten smaller, thinner... twinkier. And, well, mine are the opposite. He lunges, but I grapple him. All the mass has gone from his legs, meanwhile, my biceps are big enough to crack a skull.

"I want to make you a real fuckboy, you know? Someone who just thinks with his dick. Gym, sex, gym, sex, gym, sex... I want you to always be turned on, I want it to control you, I want you to never get a break."

I've got him, firm between my legs. Jason's tiny now, the same size I was 2 minutes ago, and I start to grind my bulge against his soft, bubbly ass. Fuck. Fuck! It's so good. This is the best fantasy I've ever had in my life. I want to fuck him so bad.

My whole body is throbbing, shaking. Blood is pulsing through my, through my everything. Fuuuuuck. I feel almost dizzy. Everything about this almost feels real. I go to lift up my shirt, but it's gone, and I run my other hand over my stomach. It's like I can really feel the abs

I cum. Oh my god, did I just cum in a... a washroom at a night club? And, I was thinking about topping a guy??

"Ahem". I turn to stare at the guy next to me. He looks pleased with himself. Very pleased.

"There bro! How do you look?"

I look in the mirror, and it hits me like a fucking brick. My body... my clothes. Oh my god, everything's gone. THAT WAS REAL? I look like some stupid fuckboy. Am I a stupid fuckboy? Is that a JOCKSTRAP? My jeans are gone, now just a pair of shorts. Very short shorts. Is that it? Is that all I'm wearing? Over the top of my huge pecs I see my converses are gone too, swapped out for some worn down gym shoes.

This can't be real. If it is, my boyfriend is 100% going to break up with me. How do I even explain this? That I'm like, ripped now? No, wait... that's not it. I try to imagine him topping me but, but, fuck, it feels so gross. A total turnoff

"Of course you don't want to let him top you. You're not a bottom anymore... that's kind of the whole point."

But he would never let me top him. But maybe we don't need to have sex for a while. That wouldn't be so bad, would it...

"AHAHAHA, sorry, with your new sex drive? What part of a fucking animal don't you understand"

There's no way he would want to stay with a horny fuckboy, but, but...

what if I am a stupid fuckboy? I'm already thinking of a nice, tight twink. I'm not that interested in him anyway - he's too tall, too beefy. All the guys I saw earlier are racing through my head. The skinny guy I danced with with the great ass, that cute short one by the bar... urgh, he had those perfect legs, that cute crop top, tight stomach... I bite my lower lip and reach down...

"NO!!"

I start hyperventilating. "This isn't me. I'm not a jock, I am ABSOLUTELY not a top. And," I lift up my arm, "there's no way I actually smell like this"

He laughs, like he's having the fucking time of his life. Maybe he is. "HAHA, sorry dude, yeah you do. And, yeah, you are. Think of that fuck stick like a gift, not just to you, but also to every cute boy you see on grindr. You'll get used to it, trust me"

His words flood my head... I imagine scrolling through the app in bed later, looking at the sea of boys all desperate for me... I reach down again...

"NO! Fuck! Make it stop. Why are you doing this to me?!!"

He pauses for a moment, then sighs and shakes his head. His expression... he's looking at me like he thinks I'm stupid. Does he think I'm stupid? No way - this motherfucker!

"Really? I know I fried a few wires up there dude, but you cannot seriously be asking that. Why do you think I'm doing it?"

"I - I..." I can't find any words. I really don't know. I just don't fucking get it. He's ruining my body, my LIFE, and for what? Fun? Revenge?

But he laughs, and looks at me. I'd think he was being pitiful if he wasn't grinning so fucking hard.

"Bro," he says, "I'm doing this because I think it's hot."

My heart sinks. "You're doing this because, because it fucking turns you on? Don't you give a shit about me at ALL?? I'm going to lose my boyfriend, I'm trapped in this horny, sweaty, disgusting body..."

"Just stop complaining. You know, so what if you don't get in a say in this! Sometimes you just gotta take what life gives you, and right now that's a huge fucking cock"

I feel like I'm about to burst out crying. He grabs my new, boyish face, and pulls it up towards his. "So, yah! Glad I could clear that up," he laughs, "Look, ok, this isn't gonna work if you're gonna be such a fucking loser about it. It's also not gonna work out if you don't work out - you gotta be going to the gym from now on. Those biceps, those pecs... you're chiseled like a statue and I'm not gonna let those new muscles go to waste. You need to be in there DAILY."

He gives my cheeks a squeeze, then lets me go. I clutch my face. It feels different, unfamiliar. Am I crying?

"URGH, bro, will you just quit looking at me like that. Puppy dog eyes, I shouldn't have made you so fucking handsome... Look, I'm gonna give you one last chance, ok: cheer up, right fucking now, or else I'm gonna have to do some rewiring. Right now, all your decisions are being made up there", he flicks my forehead, and then he smirks and grabs my crotch. "But, if I flick the switch, this guy gets to do all the thinking. You'll be so dumb, so horny, HAH, you'll be drooling over your own dick. A real fucking animal. Got it?"

If I don't get a grip, it's over for me. But what do I do? I gulp, and try to swallow my tears. I wash my face a little in the sink. He stares down at me, and the two of us stand in silence. It feels like forever, but it must have been just a minute.

I look up at him, and let out a squeak. "Yeah. You're right. I got it"

"No." he says "I don't think you do."

Damnnnnn, look at these pecs. Fuck, what was I doing? Whatever, I gotta get back out there. See if that blonde guy by the bar is taken. Just thinking of him and his ass makes me wanna... I grab my crotch, and let out a moan.

Wait, is that cum? Yoo how did I not realise. I clean myself up and slide my waistband back over my jockstrap, letting it snap into place against my cum gutters. I flex, and light shines off my glistening, sweaty muscles - if someone were to see me now, they'd think I was a greek statue. These strong, firm thighs, the perfect curve of my glutes... these shoulders look like they were made by fucking Michelangelo.

Nah, I'm way better than that. A statue doesn't have a dick. See you at the club, bro

#jock tf #bottom to top #twink to jock tf

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charlottan · 27 days

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does anyone wanna talk about my oc jazz band victors midnight revival with meeeeeee. theyre really cool the concept is that they formed in the 1940s doing like cool jazz and bebop and stuff but their sound evolves a lot especially as their children and their grandchildren and so on join and they end up doing everything from jazz funk to krautrock to disco to jazz metal to jazz pop to jazz rap to psychedelic rock to afrobeat to city pop to prog metal to new age to psych pop to jam band stuff. all over the board. king gizzard but make it JAZZ. my passion project i never work on ever except for every 3-6 months. anyway does anyone want to talk about them with me to help me Worldbuild

#oc talk #victor's midnight revival

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tobyyobyy · 1 year

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carl grimes headcannons because we lack of anything for him and i can (most, if not all, are just non-apocalypse headcannons):

- autistic (we are starting off strong here)

- vocally stims vines sometimes (“road work ahead? uh yeah i sure hope it does”, “look at all those chickens”, “i wanna be a cowboy baby”) (he does that last one in front of rick a lot and rick never understands it’s from vine)

- judith: “daddy?”

- carl: “DO I LOOK LIKE-?”

- glenn taught him a lot of stupid jokes like “ligma” and “joe mama” (the usual college kid jokes)

- would use the “joe mama” joke on judith a lot

- judith would retaliate with ligma jokes (“we have the same mom idiot”)

- no one knows where she learnt that one

- loved science as a kid

- switched between wanting to become a cop like rick or an astronomer

- thought about being a palaeontologist but couldn’t see himself doing it for the rest of his life

- didn’t have a lot of friends but was still liked by other kids anyways (doesn’t mean he’s popular, people are just neutral about him)

- is on a swim team

- just likes swimming in general

- MOMMA’S BOY!!!!!

- then lori died so he made that transition over to his dad…yeah

- keeps his hair long and went through that teenage grunge phase

- listens to bands like oasis, los campensinos, nirvana, foo fighters, etc etc

- his parents music taste would sneak in sometimes tho like fleetwood mac, abba (lori) bob dylan, johnny cash (rick), any 80’s songs and old country (below the 70’s)

- because of that grunge phase he’d 100% play the electric guitar

- his grandpa taught him a bit of acoustic whenever they’d visit

- he plays the acoustic sometimes for judith, or anyone in his family who asks, but mainly judith

- plays more chill songs like something you’d find in the ‘life is strange’ soundtrack (bright eyes, angus and julia stone, iron & wine) (most of those are from enid’s music taste)

- rick and michonne let him use the garage but it still drives them up the walls when he jams out with friends

- doesn’t understand the superbowl but because his dad likes it he makes an effort to watch it with him because no one else will

- jump scares any unsuspecting victim when they turn the corner of a wall

- to calm down whenever he’s stressed/overwhelmed/overstimulated he’ll either go swimming or ask his grandparents to come over (they own a farm) to ride some horses

- allergic to peanuts (not pecans because they had to eat some when they met Gabriel so)

- hates anything deep fried except for fish

- terrible in any form of skating

- roller skating? keeps slamming into the wall

- ice skating? uses those kid-balance-crutches-thingys

- he just has terrible coordination

- obviously gets worse when he looses his eye

- he’s good at bowling tho

- even tho he’s a moody teenager he’s EXTREMELY kind

- switches from sciences to arts and english in high school

- started making little family portraits drawings

- can actually understand old english/shakespeare

- makes blanket forts with judith 24/7

- actually does have a southern accent it’s just more like loris (less noticeable than ricks)

- would 100% watch minecraft youtubers

- bisexual little shit (duh)

- when he was a kid he didn’t have a fear of needles but as he grew up he just DESPISED them like shaking screaming crying and throwing up type deal

- hums a lot to judith, usually the song “baby mine”

- snapchat user

- embarrassingly so. especially when he uses the filters

- has a diary and calls it a diary not a journal

- drops trauma like it’s nothing, like a silly joke (this is basically canon but i’ll still include it in)

- headphones on 24/7 might as well be glued to his head (his ears are too small for earphones and he likes soundproof headphones anyways)

- an entire shelf in his closet is just for comics (and some comics are thin so you can imagine how many he has)

- likes reading other things too instead of just comics

- refuses to wear elastics/tie his hair up even if it gets in his way a lot

- let’s judith put silly hairclips in it

- sometimes forgets to take them out when he gets to school but he doesn’t care much

- would watch: the office, brooklyn nine-nine, the breakfast club & moral orel

#carl grimes #the walking dead #twd carl #twd #judith grimes #headcanon #carl grimes headcanons #twd headcanons #the walking dead headcanons

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inanimatetffantasies · 1 year

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Hey man, never tried getting an inanimate tf before, wonder what it's like?

Turn me into whatever you think it right, one request is that my purpose is for a bodybuilder.

No better way to see what it is like then to get a nice, up close and personal experience, I always say. Hope you don't end up regretting your change. And since I am a fan of your Tumblr page, I wanna accommodate your desire.

You feel lighter all of a sudden, your entire body becoming softer and hollow. You try to move, but that won't work. You have lost all mobility as you flop to the ground as a nice new size L grey jockstrap, a black band forming on you before the word "GYM" burns into your mind as the logo appears on your beautiful new shape.

Congrats, you are now just a ordinary heavy duty jockstrap. Well ordinary to anyone else, as only you and me know there is a mind and soul stuck, woven into the fabric of your new body. I made you comfortable and absorbent, to ensure your new owner, you master enjoys wearing you as much as possible.

You requested a bodybuilder, so I am making you a gift for my personal favourite bodybuilder, Nick Ferguson, or dredlifter as he goes by online. Hopefully you like him, since as fabric you have no mouth and can't complain as such.

I snap my fingers and with a quick shine of blue light, you have been transported to a lock room. You lay on a bench motionless until Nick strolls out and spots you. He sees a card above you and reads out its contents "To Dredlifter, another gift, enjoy wearing him! From your biggest fan, Corey." He throws the card away with a smile and inspects your cloth body while he rubs his goatee. "Why does he always call the clothes he sends 'He'...?"

He slips you on, and you feel your face weighed down by his cock and balls, as his sweat slowly starts to soak you. "Heh, well he always sends comfy jocks!" you hear booming above you. "Well. Time to break this jock in!" he says, taking some pics of you on his godly frame before he heads back to working out. "I am gonna work up a real sweat today!"

Hope your experience is enjoyable...

you can see more of this godly bodybuilder at https://twitter.com/dredlifter

#inanimate tf #inanimate transformation #underwear tf #jockstrap tf

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dualityvn · 10 months

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I dunno if anyone asked this, but could you please write a drabble for UT!Tenebris x MC?

A Milkshake and A Night Under The Stars (UT!Tenebris x GN!Reader)

This was slightly inspired by valentinax3's ask about making a deal with Tenebris. Enjoy!

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"What is this one?"

"It's a chocolate milkshake. You drink it through this straw. The little tube poking out at the top," you explain to the creature eyeing the cup in your hand. "Wanna try it?"

As one arm reaches out, it morphs into a human one so it can easily grab the treat you've brought him. He hesitates as he brings it to his face and leans in to sniff it. He must not find anything suspicious because quickly after, he sips from the straw.

"Do you like it?"

The many eyes light up with delight. You've seen them do that every time you presented him with a new type of sweet treat. Each time, you find it very cute. Something so big and scary is obsessed with sweets.

"It's good. Very sweet, just like the rest. But I'm beginning to discern between them... What will we do in exchange for it?"

Some time ago, you'd made a deal with "the monster in the forest." You'd bring him the sweets he'd grown so fond of and in exchange, he'd let you get to know him. It was a deal that had perplexed him at first. He couldn't see why you'd want such a thing. Yet he'd accepted nonetheless.

"Since it's nighttime and the sky is clear, I was thinking we could stargaze."

"Very well. I appreciate that this one does not involve other humans."

He brings the straw back to his mouth. You watch the contents of the cup being drained at an impressive speed. Within mere seconds, it's empty. He hands it back to you and you store it away in your backpack.

"I mean, I was thinking we could do it from the top of one of the buildings in the city. The forest is kinda dense for it," you explain.

Half a dozen eyes narrow at you. "No. There is a large clearing deeper in. We're going there, where it is quiet and dark. Your loud vehicles and blinding lights would no longer bother us."

Under different circumstances, going deep into the forest with a monster would be a terrible idea. But if he wanted to harm you, he would've done it many times by now. So you take the risk.

"Okay, fair enough. How do we get there?"

He turns his back to you, then crouches down. "It will be too slow if I let you walk. Get on my back."

You pause, caught by surprise. He's never allowed you to touch him this much before. When you'd tried, he'd move away or snarl at you. Still, you aren't about to refuse the offer. You climb on and wrap your arms around his neck.

His skin is cold, but his hair feels soft as it brushes against your cheek. He smells like grass and honey. The lizard tail and his hunched position help keep you in place once he takes off.

You now see why he suggested you'd be slow. It wasn't an insult, it was a fact when you compared it to the speed he was running at. He wasn't only fast. He was also agile. You never once got smacked by any branches or bushes.

"Am I heavy?" you ask.

"Heavy? You come nowhere close to it. Not to me, at least."

You're not sure if even ten minutes have passed before he comes to a stop and lowers himself again to put you down.

The clearing he spoke of is indeed big. The stars are much more beautiful here, compared to the city. They look like glitter spread over dark fabric. You can't help but smile looking at it.

"You're right. This is much better."

He huffs as he plops down onto the grass with a loud thud. "Of course I am."

You suppress a chuckle and join him.

You'd noticed earlier, but now you have time to inspect him properly. He's dressed up. An intricate necklace resembling golden branches with precious stones instead of fruits hangs over his chest. A similar golden arm band matches one around his tail. And he's wearing pants. Something he didn't do the first time you'd met him in this form. He'd kept in mind you weren't a fan of complete nudity.

Three eyes shift to look at you questioningly. "I thought we came here to look at stars. Why are you staring at me?"

"Sorry, I was just thinking you look nice."

The eyes widen, then quickly look away. You get the impression he's flustered.

"Shouldn't this form frighten you? Why do you always ask me to stick to it instead of the human ones?"

"I like it. And you said the human form takes effort to maintain. I want you to be comfortable," you respond.

He only lets out a grunt and reverts his attention to the sky. You do the same.

You don't know a lot about stars. He does. So you ask a lot of questions. He answers each one without complaint. And when you both lay on your backs to get a better view and you scooch a little closer until your shoulders touch, he doesn't push you away.

It's pleasant. You feel oddly at peace. His voice is deep but soothing. Accompanied by the sounds of crickets and frogs, it begins to lull you to sleep. Your eyelids become heavy. As they close and you drift off to a land of dreams, you feel something brushing away a few strands of hair from your face.

#duality game #yandere #dating sim #visual novel #duality tenebris #duality drabble

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strangerquinns · 2 years

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you’re still doing the angst promps? can i ask for 13, 18, 23 with eddie? 🥺i’m in love w your writing

Eddie Munson x Reader

“You don’t mean that.” / “Please talk to me.” / “You. I just need you right now.” masterlist // thank you so much!!!

"Eddie...please, stop." You groaned as you dropped your head into your hands, feeling the burn of tears in your eyes.

The two of you had been going at it for what felt like hours. You couldn't even fully remember what triggered the fight. You knew it had something to do with Jason and his crew, maybe? Or the fact that the two of you haven't spent much time together due to Hellfire and band practice.

But your head was spinning so much that you couldn't stop any of the thoughts.

"No!" He yelled, pacing the length of the trailer as his tall form moved about. There was one thing about Eddie - once he stared it was hard for him to stop. That stubborn side of him coming out and rearing its ugly head. "You know I'm right! I don't understand why you can't see that? You're dating a loser. It's taken me three times to graduate, I'm most likely working at the factory with Wayne. I'm holding you back!"

"Not you're not! Something else is going on, please talk to me. That's what we're supposed to do with each other." Your voice strained from yelling, even cracking slightly as you started to feel the tears move down your cheeks.

"Maybe it would be better if we just broke up," Eddie spoke, stopping in the middle of the living room with his hands on his waist.

You felt your heart drop into your stomach as you stared up at him. He was turned away from you with his long dark curls blocking his face. The air around the two of you grew thick with tension. But now you were letting your emotions take over as the panic settled in.

"You don't mean that," Your voice cracked, causing Eddie to finally turn and look at you. "Y-You don't mean that,"

Eddie stared at you and hated himself as he watched you break down in front of him. He softened and quickly moved to kneel down in front of you. Eddie hated seeing you in pain and knowing he was the cause was making him hate himself more than he already was.

Eddie's insecurities were getting to him lately and instead of dealing with them, he'd taken his frustrations out on you.

"Please...I don't w-wanna break up...please, Eddie." You whimpered as his thumb reached to wipe away your tears.

"I-I don't want to...but I can't help but think that..." His lips turned down into a deep-set frown, "You'd be better off with someone better, someone that is able to take care of you, give you everything that you need."

Your brows pulled together tightly, "And you think you don't do that for me? Eddie, you are my best friend and the love of my life. I don't want anyone else, they wouldn't be able to give me everything that I needed like you do."

Eddie moved to rest his head against your chest, your arms immediately coming to wrap around his shoulders and hold him close. His curls tickled your face slightly as you nuzzled into them.

"I don't need or want anyone else. You, I just need you right now." You sniffled.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," Eddie spoke with his voice muffled slightly. "I'm such an idiot."

You pulled him back to stare down into his eyes, "You're not an idiot, you just gotta talk to me ok,"

His large doe eyes looked up at you as he nodded his head, Eddie moving onto his knees before pressing his lips against yours. You held onto him a little tighter at that moment, scared that he was going to slip away.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson y/n #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson concept #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x female reader #stranger things x you #stranger things x reader #stranger things fic #stranger things imagine

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steddiebang · 7 months

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Steddie Bigbang Weekly Round-up: November 12 - November 18

A kiss is a kiss Author: @assassinduckie / Artist: @hagnoart / @/hagno.art “A kiss can mean nothing. In his rather lengthy experience, it often does. Mean nothing, that is. And the fact that this kiss feels so not a good idea at all and the best idea he ever got at the same time? Well, that just makes it a good kiss, doesn’t it?He just didn’t think he’d have his first good kiss in months with Eddie “The Reformed Freak” Munson. Though he’d probably find the “reformed” bit rather insulting.”

I Wanna Be THE Guitar Hero Author: @abbididathing (AO3 / @theroundeviloftable) / Artist: @hextotal Steve surprises Eddie with the newly-released video game that he thinks is perfect for him: Guitar Hero. Shenanigans ensue, the game isn’t as perfect for Eddie as Steve once thought, and some tension develops. But then, Eddie gets a tip from the kids that changes his whole outlook on the game and he forms a plan to surprise Steve this time around. Or: a long-form prose love letter to established-relationship Steddie and their domestic chaos.

Don’t look back Author: dartlekey (tumblr / ao3) / Artist: chilly (tumblr / twitter) When Eddie Munson wakes from a month-long coma, the apocalypse has already started without him. The air is poisonous and monsters roam the streets of a half-destroyed Hawkins, but he’s also got problems of a more personal nature: For one thing, Eddie’s so weak he can barely walk on his own, and he’s pretty sure there’s something wrong with him, like, emotionally. For another, there’s the fact that Steve Harrington has begun turning into some kind of vampiric Upside Down creature. Also, he’s into men apparently, and more specifically: into Eddie. So there’s that. The way Eddie sees it, that leaves him with three problems to solve - one, saving the world, ergo destroying the Demobats’ nest in the Rightside Up, and closing the cross of rifts splitting the town. Two, saving his friends, so waking Max from her coma, and guiding Steve (read: domming Steve) into figuring out his new vampiric powers without hurting anyone, or getting his head blown off by their very trigger-happy “allies”. And three: figuring out what it really means to care for someone, and how far he’s willing to go for the man he’s rapidly becoming unhealthily obsessed with. Here’s to turning into the monsters people always said they were.

I Will Die In The House That I Grew Up In Author: kwills91 on twitter and ao3 / Artist: sheepsicles on twitter /communismkins on tumblr and ao3 Steve Six months after their battle in the Upside Down, Steve still can’t face talking to Eddie. He’s loud, and weird, and everything Steve wants but knows he can’t have. Right now he has to focus on making sure everybody is okay. Right now he has to plan for when Vecna comes back. But a stranger shows up declaring to be from the future and changes everything. Eddie Steve’s avoiding him and he doesn’t know why. But it’s okay because he’s found the kind of friendship he never thought he’d have with the last person he’d expect. Nancy Wheeler. But when a teenage girl shows up on their doorstep, Nancy insists they move in with Steve to help him keep her safe whilst they uncover the reason she was sent back, and why Vecna has somehow shown up again twenty-five years in the future. And how is he supposed to react when she declares that her parents are none other than Eddie himself and the guy he’s been crushing on since he did that goofy little wave six months ago? And on top of all of this, Vecna returns to throw a whole spanner in the works.

Nothing But Bliss Author: @oiveyzmir / Artist: @sunflowerharrington / Artist: @bbgirlsteve There’s no reason for Eddie to feel so wrong. Everything’s normal in his life; He lives with his uncle and his brother, his and his friends’ band is a moment away from making it big, he has a boyfriend he loves more than anything else and life’s pretty great, but something still feels… misplaced. His memories are all mixed up and he seems to be remembering his life incorrectly- sometimes he’ll feel pain or discomfort in places he isn’t even wounded in, he’ll have memories that go completely against one another, and there are some weird things his mind doesn’t allow him to even think about, such as red skies, bones snapping and the way Dustin screams his name. All in all, it’s easy to ignore, up until he sees a strange girl with blood trickling down her nose.

Moon Breaks Knight Author: alchemystique / Artist: sleepykiart / Artist: kaspurrcat [ twitter / tumblr ] Eddie has enjoyed the quiet solitude of the forest for years – the shifting breeze in the branches of trees he knows as well as himself, the den of chittering foxes and the mysterious hart who appears so rarely, the white ash tree that has grown up around him as he built a fortress away from the town he’d grown up in, away from the ghosts of his past.

Eddie has little desire to be drawn into the conflict stirring around the kingdom, but wards Eddie has spent his own blood, sweat, tears and song to build begin to fail, and woods that haven’t seen a visitor in decades keep shuffling people along towards the clearing in the forest where Eddie has made his home. The village where he’d buried his mother is destroyed by a darkness Eddie doesn’t understand, and wolves draw ever closer.

And The Sun Will Rise Author: @lexirosewrites / Artist: @feralsteddie Steve may not have the people who brought him into this world at his side anymore, but he’s found someone to hold him through the end of it. -or- As a packless omega suffering with isolation sickness, Steve is just trying to survive the zombie apocalypse. Instead, he ends up courted by a lovesick alpha and getting his dream of six kids and a Winnebago in the most unconventional way possible.

Sometimes I Close My Eyes (and dream of somewhere else) Author: patientanxiety / Artist: @notsecretlymisha Eddie’s POV. Everything is canon up to s4, where there is no more Upside Down (defeated at Starcourt). Something is up with Steve, and the whole party knows, but he won’t tell anyone. Somehow, Eddie got roped into worrying about him, too and ends up sharing his trailer! or, Basically Eddie’s freakout about discovering that Steve is a decent dude but then learns of all the trauma Steve has dealt with, but don’t worry, Eddie is there to catch him when he falls and maybe even falls in love along the way.

The Rainbow Connection Author: @hellfireloserclub / Artist: sweatypeaches When Rainbow Graveyard made it big, performing as their alter egos Knocks and Munster, it should have been everything Eddie had ever wanted - sold out gigs, number one platinum selling albums, and a band made up of people he had fought through hell with at his side. The upside down might not have killed him, but Eddie never imagined that being on stage with Steve every night would be the thing that finally finished him. Eddie is not a person that was built to be loved, he has no idea what to do with the feelings that threaten to tear him apart. Since they dragged each other from the brink of death, he and Steve have been doing a dance to which neither knows the steps, building a life out of the trauma that follows them like a shadow, seeping into each and every crack it can find. Being a rockstar hadn’t been in Steve’s future plans, but it was impossible for him to deny Eddie anything, full stop. He’d helped Steve put himself back together when the upside down literally pulled him apart, and now he was pretty sure that Eddie had kept a piece of his heart and held it hostage. Steve was too much, loved too fast and too hard and destroyed everyone and everything he touched. But when he got on stage, Knocks took the wheel, and what Knocks wanted was Munster. They say that sometimes you can have too much of a good thing, and sometimes you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone. But how much of you is left when you’re living as the personified version of your worst self?

Tessellation Author: @maryofdoom / ArgentumCivitas / Artist: @sparkle-fiend Steve is a knight. Steve wants to be rescued. Steve knows how to swim. Steve is tired of the ranch. Steve is pretty good at stitches. And Steve has been told that the Void is endless. Eddie wears a knight’s favor. Eddie is a tiefling bard who’s here to save the day. Eddie is a rusalka. Eddie has a way with horses. Eddie is about to bleed to death in the guest room. And Eddie has seen the Void from the other side. Six stories, six universes, ad infinitum. Steve and Eddie.

I Could Have Loved You (You Would Not Let Me) Author: @stardustwalker on tumblr/ @stardust_walker on AO3 / Artist: @werew0rmon tumblr/ @werew0rm on twitter When Chrissy Cunningham dies, Max’s world falls into a spiral. It leaves her with more questions than answers and a new found need to know more about her past. Corroded Coffin has been broken up for over 20 years. Max knows the place she can get the answers she wants. Between the documentary about the band and her upcoming wedding, it might be easier than she thought. Until she meets Eddie Munson, the reclusive guitarist for the band who’s hidden himself away for years and isn’t as forthcoming as she hoped. Along with her father, Steve, he holds the answers she’s been looking for. What could go wrong?

For the Heart I Once Had Author: @hereforanepilogue / Artist: @grimweathers | @oriarts Steve gets his arms around Eddie, pins his wings to his back even as they flutter nervously. Eddie slumps against him, presses his face into the crook of Steve’s shoulder. He can feel Steve’s warmth through his clothes, so Eddie stays, even thought it might be the worst place for Steve to let Kas press himself.

🗡

Months after Vecna is defeated, months after things should be back to normal, Eddie is still stuck. Kas’s influence lingers, and with nothing to do but wait, he turns to his friends and D&D to try and pull himself back into normality. But the more time goes on, the clearer it becomes that normal might not be an option anymore.

Are You Experienced? Author: @madaboutmunson / Artist: @danadaria Everyone knows Steve Harrington, a local rich kid jock, the previous king of Hawkins High School. He’s got it all, money, a respectable family, and chicks love him. He’s even spending the summer learning what it’s like to be a real working man before taking on a role in his Dad’s firm because its builds character and empathy. Or is he something else entirely?

Is Steve a down-on-his-luck guy, stuck in a job he dislikes because his dad is teaching him a lesson, repeatedly striking out with the ladies, that his co-worker is fond of reminding him about?

Under all the many layers and masks, he uses to survive the day-to-day, Steve has secrets. The main one is how passionately he loves music. How it moves him in ways nothing else does, and he’s sure no one else could possibly feel the same, until his Mom gives him $50 to spend at the new record store.

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sleepytoby · 2 years

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Hi there! (I reblogged that thing and holy shit I got mail instantly 💀)

I absolutely love your Pokémon au and all of your works 😭 could I ask for some fluff headcanons today? Im going through some pretty annoying bad tic days lately. (Just for some background info - tics are spasms that make your body move involuntarily, I don’t have Tourette syndrome, but I have pretty annoying ass tics lmao)

Maybe just some headcanons about how Sanji, Corazon, Koby, and Yamato would comfort a g/n or fem s/o on a bad tic day? Sometimes the tics can be where I accidentally hit myself with stuff and god I did that today with a book it hurt lmao

Please ignore this if it’s too much! (I know this is a pretty lengthy ask from an anon 😭) I love your works Toby! Please take care of yourself :D 💜💜

Omg, sure! Thank you sm for your reblog as well and your kind words. I'm also very sorry that you're going through a bad day, I hope you don't get too much of an serious injury. And also, no need to feel ashamed of your ask, I'm glad to be of your service.

I'm not very knowledgeable with tics... so I do not mean to be offensive by any means if there is something that is offensive I might've written here.

Here is your request. <3

Sanji, Corazon, Koby, and Yamato comforting a their gn!s/o (afab) on a bad tic day

tw! none, just teeth rotting fluff!

Sanji

Sanji is very concerned that you might hurt yourself with your tics, so he's doing everything he can to help you.

He's also serving you your favorite food and band-aids just in case your tics made you hit yourself.

After seeing that you hit yourself with your book, you was quick to rush to your side and gently took your book and decided to read it to you instead. <3

We gotta love our cook. <333

He'll also go to Chopper and ask about your tics and how to help because when Chopper found out about your tics, he wanted to help. Chopper is more than glad to help!

"[Naaammeee]-swaannn! I brought you your favorite food!"

Corazon

Big tall man was genuinely concerned when you hit yourself with one of your tics.

He doesn't know much about tics so he goes out of his way to research about it.

Cora-san is very patient with you and your tics, if one of your tics ever interrupt you speaking, he'll tell you that it's fine and you can continue.

God forbid anyone who makes fun of you for your tics because he might set an entire village down-

He'll give you his coat as well to calm you down. It's very, very, very much bigger than you and it's also very soft in the inside. It's warm as well!

"Ooh, what happens next? Hm? Oh! no, no, no, go on darling. I wanna hear more!"

Koby

I feel like Koby has a bit of knowledge of tics. Don't ask him how, you just does.

Like Corazon, he's very patient with your tics.

He's very observant of you in general because he care about you a lot. If he ever notices you're having more tics than usual, he'll ask you what's wrong and offer you some help.

He's also carrying you your things and helping you with everything he can if you let him.

When you hit yourself with your book, he's quick to rush to your side and began to soothe you.

"[Name]! Are you okay?! Oh thank God, it's just a little light bruise... Would you like me to read your book instead? J-Just in case..."

Yamato

Yamato isn't very well educated about tics so you'll have to give him a summary of it.

He's very sympathetic about your tics and offers as much help as he can.

When you hit yourself with your book, he's quick to rush to your side because he saw a tiny bruise forming and asked if you were alright.

He's also hugging you in his 8'8" height afterwards.

If your tics get worse due to stress or anxiety, he's hugging you and pulling you away from what ever is stressing you out and comforting you.

"C'mon, pups, let's go somewhere else and cuddle!"

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strawbrygashez · 20 days

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Shane Carver Hcs even tho no one cares about the movie other than me 🥲

•Very mentally ill. I feel like he has a long list of mental illnesses but the first ones that comes to mind are bpd and some kinda form of schizophrenia. (I would love to hear anyone else’s opinion on that tho) His intense alcohol & dr*g usage does not help with this in the slightest lol

He also has trauma due to his brother passing and his abusive father. He also has real bad abandonment issues. Forming the cult/black circle boys gave him this HUGE ego boost and a feeling of being wanted. It’s one of the reasons why he’s so intense about people not leaving the group (along side him just wanting to serve Satan as best as he can.. and one of his members leaving is basically saying he failed him so..)

•It’s already canon pretty much but he loves Kyle so fucking much. I think it scares Shane even with how much he loves him. Like once Kyle began to break the cults rules, Shane knew something was definitely ‘wrong’ when he didn’t feel much of anything other than disappointment. Like yeah he did keep saying if he leaves, he was gonna have to die basically but (MAJOR SPOILER): he couldn’t even bring himself to kill him in the end. He was struggling so much in his mind over his love for him, his pain of being betrayed, ‘Satan’ possibly being displeased with him, and trying to tell himself he has to make Kyle follow the ‘brotherhoods rules’ and what ever else which led to Kyle ultimately over powering him.

•Before the actual 100% believing in and worshipping Satan stuff, he genuinely just wanted to be in a cool metal band growing up. Due to his living situation however, he was never able to get a guitar until much later or was never able to take classes for it. (Rip my boy 😔 thinking he would be able to shred out of nowhere)

•He hates Kyles girlfriends(?) guts so much. He can’t bring himself to actually do much other than just to yell at her since she isn’t in the cult and he probably didn’t wanna piss Kyle off so early on.

They seemed to be on okay-ish terms until she got all seriously flirty with Kyle. It wouldn’t have surprised me if he banned her from coming to any more of their ‘parties’ 💀

•He’s always a little shit but it’s even worse when he’s able to get Kyle to leave his gf behind to hang out with him instead. This loser will literally do this emoji face: 😋 at her before he puts a hand on Kyle’s back as they walk away together. He loves seeing her get pissy over Kyle not leaving him even tho she keeps telling him to.

•HE DYES HIS HAIR BLACK EVERYONE!! 🗣️ He would never let Kyle help him dye it until they start dating tho.. it’s too embarrassing and one of his ‘dark secrets’ otherwise 0-0

•He would have only ever genuinely tried to get better if he’d gotten with Kyle. I think Kyle would have made him agree to a couple things before they start dating. Like Shane can’t be unnecessarily cruel to Rory and people who genuinely did nothing to them. (Sometimes he lets it slide if it’s Shane being mean to strangers because eh. It’s Shane and that’s just him but he’s worried about Shane’s safety and just doesn’t see the point in fucking around with innocent people)

Shane obviously wouldn’t be perfect tho.. and wouldn’t try to start seeing a therapist or get on meds until much later on. I think the only thing that would make Shane actually see the point in changing how he is, is if Kyle stayed with him thru all his fuck ups bc that means Kyle does see something in him.. a glimmer of hope. Otherwise Kyle would have gave up real early on.

•Shane has no interest in ladies at all. He only called Kyles gf a ‘babe’ early on because he just wanted to come off all cool.

•I think Shane would have gave Kyle a lot of his old clothes or just lets him borrow them. Like I’m sure Kyle had bits and pieces of those gothic outfits he wore real early on but I think once Shane saw he was dressing more alternatively, he offered him some old stuff he doesn’t wear anymore. Like probably specifically his old more masculine clothes.

•If they were dating… bro sneaks into Kyle’s room from that window above his bed almost every night. (Kyle leaves it unlocked specifically for him) Shane especially loves the nights where both of Kyle’s parents are out because he’s able to convince Kyle to turn on some extreme metal as loud as his cd player can go and do some goofy ass moshing around his bedroom with him.

When they aren’t in the mood to be goofy, and maybe Kyle just needs a place to chill or calm down, Shane will just lay next to Kyle on his bed and not talk.. he likes those peaceful moments where Kyle is spooning him or playing with his hair while he’s zoned out more than he will admit..

•If he gave a shit about people knowing he’s gay (I can’t decide if either of them would care or not) I wanna see Rory accidentally walk in on the two kissing or something and be like “Oh! People were right about you two :3 it’s okay! I support! My cousin on my moms side has two dads-” and Shane just cuts him off by telling him if he says anything about what he just saw, he’s getting kicked out of the cult 💀 He’d also be pissed if he heard ppl spreading a rumor about them being together too… BUT I do like the idea that neither of them would care. They have each other so it doesn’t matter.

•CRINGE WARNING. One of their teachers calls Shane, Froggie (I’m pretty sure at least. I had no subtitles but it makes sense if u have seen the movie 🥲) AND I LOVE THINKING ABOUT Kyle calling him that to mess with him. Shane is already mad his name isn’t some demons name.. so FROGGIE…. IT MAKES HIM PISSED AF. Not really. He likes it only from Kyle.

•If Kyle would let him, he’d definitely paint his nails for him. Shane’s heart is beating out of his chest bc he’s holding Kyles hand but he’ll act allllllllll cool like normal.

•He loves watching Kyle swim :3 he has to keep telling him to join the schools swim team tho because he knows it will piss Kyle off. It’s worth getting splashed with water & his makeup messing up to see Kyle reactions.

•I think Kyle’s mom would like Shane tbh.. if he acted how he does when it’s just him and Kyle anyways! I can see him being really polite to her. It takes everything in him not to attack Kyle’s dad tho. Like he’s heard how Kyle doesn’t like him much already but when he sees and hears how he treats him while he’s over even.. he’s gripping the knife they gave him for dinner so hard.

Oh yeah Kyle hates Shane’s dad too!!!

•K + S, in a heart shape, is carved into one of the trees at the cults meet up spot.

•While I’m not sure if I hc Shane having ocd.. he can get kinda real serious about other people not messing up his stuff & he tried to land the dates for cult meetings on specific days, at specific times for one specific reason or another.

•Shane’s ‘inspo’ for the cults symbol was that he already had that carved into his shoulder before he even started the cult. He gave it to himself with a razor during an episode. And since he has abandonment issues, he thought what better way to always be connected to someone than a matching scar in the same exact place.

#black circle boys #Shane carver #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

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naveries · 8 months

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august? — Shut up! SHUT UP!

PAIRING: non-idol!beomgyu × fem!reader, implied crushes + possible other pairings

STATUS. ongoing!

SYNOPSIS. YL/N Y/N, the delivery girl to her small town not too far from the City finds herself around town, taking many odd jobs and contributing to her community in more ways than one. But now she finds it hard to say no these approaching her final days of High School. On top of that, her true love & passion for music catches up with her as too as her band, finding herself taking on the role of lead singer once again. Can she handle it?

WARNINGS. swearing but not too heavy, kys joke, mentions of abusive parental guardians, mentions of depression, anxiety (might go into detail) & unaliving. possible sensual comments here and there, im not one to write those things but who knows, there will be a warning if so. y/n is a mess mentally and only at a certain point in the story, physically, financially, academically & socially. characters can be immature at times but who isn’t! possible mentions injuries & scars. a whole lot of sad and mad and happy.

FEATURES. TXT; BEOMGYU, HUENINGKAI, YEONJUN/STRAYKIDS; HYUNJIN, IN/ LESSERAFIM; CHAEWON, POSSIBLY KAZUHA/ ITZY; CHAERYOUNG & RYUJIN/ ATEEZ; YEOSANG/ ENHYPEN; SUNGHOON, JUNGWON/ AESPA; NINGNING, KARINA/ TWICE; SANA, TZUYU, MINA/ SEVENTEEN; JEONGHAN, WONWOO, JOSHUA

No one could get a reach of you and they had pretty good idea why. What had happened at your apartment — let alone your parents no where to be found — was too much for you to even leave bed. Too confusing.

But once you did finally find enough will in yourself to leave the room your grandfather had set up for you, you had no idea the havoc awaiting the moment you stepped back into school.

At first you were relieved to had finally gotten over your nerves although you still wished you didn’t have to be here. You didn’t wanna talk to anyone, you couldn’t find it in yourself to muster up that kind of energy to begin conversing about how your life is basically a catastrophic mess. You wouldn’t even know where to start.

And for some reason, even the fact that you have now been adopted by your grandfather, lost your parents and your home doesn’t seem as much as a unfortunate adjustment for the other students as they seem to enjoy using you as a subject of gossip and tall-tales.

The first pieces of gossip were that your parents started the fire and are in hiding to avoid the consequences. And well… so does the police and everyone else who was there that night as the only person they found in the building was you.

You weren’t talking to anyone about this, about how you were feeling in the midst of all this. You felt too ashamed to. You felt too disgusting to try. Hyunjin and Wonyoung were trying to get you to talk but the most they could do is walk up to you in the hallways before you start sprinting away.

Yeji and Chaeryoung also trying to get a hold of you through text messages and dropping letters every few days in your locker just so they can get the message out to you that they were worried. That wasn’t surprising to you though as you had gotten close in band. In which you already handed a form stating that you want to be pulled out of the club. What was surprising was that Choi Beomgyu was also trying to reach out to you.

Sending in a letter alongside Chaeryoung and Yeji or how you notice he would linger around your classroom more often than usual. He even sent a few text checking up on how you were. Your ears would for some reason pick up on his if he was in fact outside your classroom or if maybe you two happened to be passing by each other in the hallways. Your eyes would uncomfortably lock together as you couldn’t seem to fight the urge not to look for his anyway.

Of course, you would be the first to cut both the tension and eye-contact, and avert your attention else where.

But not even a week later, you weren’t sure when or how it started when a couple of girls — along with a few boys — began following you between and after classes and around the school, bugging you. Pulling pranks and basically bullying you. Why? You had no idea, but it was happening anyway. You recognized them as some of the girls who would whisper and snicker any time you would pass by them in hallways or if they were smoking in the corner of the bathroom. Burning holes into your back as they stared you down for simply using the bathroom at the same time you were.

The bullying arose around the time even worse gossip had been going around, all about you, ones that spouted far from the truth. Ones that you started the fire to get rid of your parents, another saying you were doing all this for the attention, or that you’ve gone insane. And, eh? well…

As mean as the pranks were; being pushed down the last flight of stairs, sticking notes on your bag and locker, filling up your desk with garbage. You didn’t bother confronting them, you wouldn’t even know what to say if you did anyway. You didn't consider these pranks outrageous either since they were pretty common pranks people would pull in movies or in those dramas you would watch with Wonyoung and Hyunjin (if you're ever over at their houses). A simple “Stop harassing me”? As if that would be enough to scare them off.

You thought it would've dive down in a week or two, or so you thought it would anyway.

It had been 3 weeks since you moved in with your grandpa and all your stuff that still had been in tact had been moved from your old apartment to your grandfather's home. You had somewhat made up with Wonyoung and Hyunjin (somewhat being when they came up to you in the halls after school asking if you were okay you, your current state couldn't have been more obvious with a "I'm fine" and an awkward bow goodbye. Obviously, you weren't fine.)

It was while you were using the bathroom to get away from all the eyes and whispers on you from the classrooms and hallways, made you realized how badly you were now percieved by everyone at school because of how horrible or how pitiful people painted you out to be. It was because you thought ignoring all of these would've helped you as you weren't adding fuel to the fires, but that might've made things worst from your lack of reaction to the point where you were bascially shoved or snickered at, anytime people had a chance.

Even the people who were concerned about you were tied up in the babel of rumours. Hyunjin and Wonyoung, the band (when people wanted to guilt-trip you and point fingers at you for leaving so suddenly + the "Why-join-if-you're-not-going-to-apply-yourself crap), and/or anyone who had shown the slightest form of concern for you.

And to your surprise, someone you didn't expect or realize to also be counted in the list of people concerned seemed to have included Choi Beomgyu. Well no, you did know he was trying to reach out but you originally thought it was because of his parents, an out of courtesy sort of thing. But according to the whispers, although he would hide it, people had caught onto him flinching or getting unusually stiff whenever your name would be brought up anywhere around him. He had apparently defended you against the rumours and not only had been asking Chaer and Yeji, but Hyunjin about you as well.

But him being Choi Beomgyu means that; because you were a girl he was showing some form of care for, gives more a reason for people to dislike you and gossip more. And unfortunately, that also means it's very unlikely this would pass without some form of action from those he is adored by. Half the population of girls at your school.

You felt some girls staring at you as you ran into one of the stalls in the girl's bathroom but you were too overwhelmed to give them a second thought. The real weight of the rumours about you made you feel to disgusted of yourself to even be seen by someone, anyone. Even yourself. Clutching your hands in your hair, the pain didn't phase you, you just wished it would be enough for this lump of shame on your chest to wash away. It was too much for you to chew.

Eventually though, you still being in school meant that you also couldn't stay there forever knowing you had to get back into your class. But walking out of the stall you didn't expect the calamity of girls huddling around the walls. Panic started to spill into your bloodline as you recognized the girls who were guarding the door. You didn't realize the face you were making until a few of them in the corner began snickering about the terrified look on your face. That leading to the eruption of laughter in the bathroom. The kind of laughter that you hear in Horror movies.

You do like horror movies, but you can say now that you finally understand what Hyunjin was talking about when he said it was discomforting to an eye-gouging level. "I can't believe she would do that to her own parents" one of the girls you recognized as Hana speak up. The way she carried herself was uncomfortably wrong to you, it was like she took pride in making others feel down of themselves. You found yourself slightly leaning back out of reflex.

"It's as if she has no conscience, imagine carrying around the guilt the way she does. Unbelievable" another girl who was standing unsettlingly close to you was now making her way over to you in a strut. "She even has Choi Beomgyu's attention, how the fuck was she able to do that." Hana scoffed, as she also made a beeline over to you along with this other girl.

The two of them began touching your hair, your shoulders, dragging their fingers over your arms. You inhaled sharply as you flinched slightly earning a chuckle from the two girls. You looked around for some sort of help, but the rest of the girls who were standing there just watched with amusement on their faces.

Your hair was being pushed back from behind your ear, Stupid Slut Hana had leaned into your ear to whisper to you. As the other girl had a portion of your hair in a fist, pulled on it painfully as your body slammed hard to the bathroom wall. In the timespan of a couple of weeks, this was the second time your arm in this sort of pain after being slammed against a wall. Right about now, the pain made you wish that there wouldn't be a third time.

You had made an effort to crawl away, but — as if they couldn't get any crueler — two girls pulled you up to your feet and locked your arms in theirs as they held you in place.

Your eyes frantically searched for someone as your heart was racing in panic, the adrenaline however in your body wasn't enough for you to break out from the hold the two girls held you in. The next thing you knew was the dim light in the bathroom was reflecting off a pair of scissors Hana was toying with in her hands as she approached you.

"NO! STOP!" You cried out as you gave every ounce of strength in your body, aggressively yanking your arms, tears beginning to fill the brim of your eyes, to break free from their hold. "STOP PLEASE!" You yelled out as Hana glanced around in a panic and then hurriedly made her way over to you.

"Shut up, SHUT UP!" She hissed, her voice barely more than a breath, yet a sharp razor, cutting through the bathroom's echo. It was obvious that she was nervous that people from outside might hear and you would've yelled some more if she didn't have those shiny scissors in her hands. She grabs your face with one hand, her nails dug into the soft flesh of your skin, her fingers like vices closing around your cheeks. "Ya' Better be fucking quiet before I get pissed."

It was a hostile whisper that left no room for negotiation, it wasn't just her voice, but her expression that screamed in a desperate plea. All you can do is stare at her in both fear and anger screaming in your eyes. She smirks as she lets go of your face with a bit of force, throwing your head to the side.

Your chest heaves up and down as tears begin streaming down your face. You can't do anything but stand there. Another part of you cursed yourself for missing a few meals in the past week. Maybe if you hadn't, you would maybe have a bit more strength to shake these girls off of you. But you couldn't.

There was part of you that thought that you did in fact deserve this. But there was also another, a voice who was mad at these girls for choosing to do this when they had never even had a conversation with them. Why were they so cruel? And so spiteful towards you? that because of silly rumours they decided this was the best course of action. Part of you also felt bad for questioning whether or not you had any right to feel angry right now.

This part of you blamed yourself, for everything. Right now you wished you had done better. For your friends, your parents, your grandfather, your bandmates, maybe things would be different if you had the courage to fix things between you and everyone and not have stayed quiet after the fire.

You were more angry at yourself than at these girls right now.

You thought that it was best to let things calm down without saying anything and look where that got you, all you could think of was what you could've done that could've prevented yourself from being held up in the bathroom with 6-7 girls about to hurt you. Why couldn't you have done better, why did they think - even with all the rumours floating around school - you deserved to suffer more. What had you done now, something so terribly wrong that it led you to this position now.

Taking in these emotions all at once, your body took over your senses for a moment. You couldn't hold back from exhaling in devastation as tears streamed down your face. You look up to Hana was still standing in front of you in a delighted manner. Her eyes grow wide from your obvious sudden change in demeanour. Her grin took a sinister edge as it grew, there was no shame in her eyes.

"I'm not a monster, Y/N" She says with a chuckle. Taking a good portion of your hair as she holds the scissors. Your lips want to move, to fight some more, but you can't bring yourself to.

You watched Hana as she crept up to you slowly and circled around you, a shameless grin on her face. “But you started this honey” she said, her shaky breath fanning against your ear sending a shiver to trickle through your skin.

“I don’t know how you did, but let’s hope this gets the message to him” Hana hissed, her eyes boring into yours with obvious repressed rage and jealousy as your eyes glistened with tears, your brows furrowed.

You watched her from the corner of your eyes as she took a good small portion of your hair into her fist and lifted the scissors up to it, as a sharp snipping slice echoed through the bathroom.

You swallowed back a sob as you shut your eyelids tight, allowing more hot tears to stream down your face. You felt the hold of the two girls begin to tremble, but only to tighten their grip on your arms.

It was when Hana was about to cut another portion of your when Chaeryoung, Wonyoung, and Yeji came storming through the doors. Their faces painted with obvious worry and anger.

You don’t know if your memory is serving you well enough but you do remember the other girls in the bathroom, whom were Hana’s friends, lunging towards Wonyoung and your two bandmates, only for them to be harshly beaten by the surprising strength and agility of the three of them.

They then took you from the grasp of Hana’s two friends, your hand’s trembling in Yeji’s, as Wonyoung and Chaer led you four out of that forsaken bathroom and outside, into the crowded hallway.

The stares of your schoolmates, the attention, and the curiosity that all circled around you made you feel like you were shrinking. You felt everyone’s eyes on you, as if it was physically painful thing. The hallway was a maze of emotions—concern, gossip, and the remnants of what happened in the bathroom.

You were lead into a classroom where a few familiar faces were left worried sick as the girls went to retrieve you. The moment you stepped in with Yeji’s hands still holding you close, Hyunjin then surges forward as he runs up to you and engulfs you in a relieved embrace, in which you reciprocate. One hand on the back of your head and the other encircling your shoulders, holding you so tight you can physically feel how worried he must’ve been.

You spot Jeongin and Yeosang from the corner of your eye whose worried expressions were washed clean, leaving only relief in their eyes as they watched Hyunjin hold you safe in his arms. As well as a certain guitarist whose eyes you tried to catch, but couldn’t as he couldn’t even look at you for some reason.

That day ending with your grandpa picking you up from school and Wonyoung, Yeji, and Chaeryoung coming over to your grandpa’s house to check up on you, and then grandpa suggesting a sudden sleepover. To which they all unexpectedly agreed heading home to quickly grab their things and come.

A sleepover that consisted of games to distract you, the girls mixing up their sleeping clothes for you to put on and wear for that night, a warm long intimate conversation on what had really happened with you and why you felt the need to distance yourself from everyone, followed by a very sudden haircut as they even out your hair length from the part Hana cut (you thought you looked silly but the girls reassured you on how adorable you truly looked with your hair shorter, one of the many colours you have to offer stated by Wony), and the night ending with the four of you all cuddled up together.

+ a bonus on how before you all left for school the next day, your grandfather showed the girls around his shop and told them they were always welcome to visit.

The next week of school you did not return as your grandfather felt it would be a good change in scenery to move schools. One that conveniently happened to be located 10 minutes away from your grandfather’s shop.

You even made a new friend, a boy younger than you. Kai who you thought was gonna be hard to get to know from how introverted he seemed but slowly warmed up to you and made you realize his true craziness, in which you had no issue matching at all unexpectedly.

And as you adjusted well there, you couldn’t deny how much you missed Wonyoung and Hyunjin around in your classes. But it felt like a silly sentiment as they practically lived with you with how much they stayed over at your grandfather’s shop with you. Wonyoung not all the time as she got busy with her family’s restaurant, but with Hyunjin however, he unexpectedly began learning mechanical skills under your grandfather.

And after a while, you came to terms with your new life. Part of you still carries so much baggage with you, baggage that you know you wont be able to let go of or will let go of you no matter how much you wish it would. But this was still progress, and you had a new circle around you, a new atmosphere. Of course that being said, nothing about this was perfect, you occasionally still had panic attacks when a feeling or vibe remotely similar from your past comes creeping up on you and the endless hours staying cooped up in your sheets because of how overwhelming your mental break downs became. Learning how to come to terms that you were basically abused and brainwashed your whole life by your parents, who weren’t even here anymore. Or that you realize you do in fact need other people to overcome these disgusting feelings and to help you realize that there’s so much more detail than the ugliness of it.

These people being Hyunjin when he would bike at 12AM at night just so he can console you after calling him about a really bad dream you’ve been having, making sure you have a good night sleep without any worries and staying by your bedside till you fell asleep. Sometimes you would wake up with him no longer at your side, only with a note in place of where he was before.

One of them, you remember saying something like;

Hey y/n, I left a few minutes after you fell asleep. Your grandpa seems to like me more now-a days and finally trust me (yay) since he even tried convincing me to take the spare room across from you.

Now I would’ve, but I didn’t bring extra clothes TT (I know, so sad!) but just to let you know, that’s where I went. I’ll be here in the morning to drop you off at school.

P.S. No I don’t care if I’m a little late to school, you’re my priority + Mr. Goh can [BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP].

He’s such an idiot sometimes.

Wonyoung, on the other hand, always gave her time for you when she could, regardless on how busy she became with prior commitments. You worried for her that she might just fall behind if she continues to keep yours and her time together as a high priority of hers. But that question earned you a pillow to the face and a hurt expression on Wonyoung's faces. Saying that you've been seeing Hyunjin more these days since she isn't around as much.

Since then, you realize that she values your time together as much as you do since you're not together as much anymore, or that it might've came off like you didn't want her around, which was the complete opposite of what you meant.

Time with her would be you and her sitting in the Woodwork shop as you both assisted customers who came in and out while you did your homework or other times would be at her family's restaurant. Having invited you and your grandfather over for for a free meal. To which your grandfather still ended up paying for because he wouldn’t allow something so delicious to be eaten for free. His words, not yours.

Your relationship with your grandfather, you realize now, was something you weren't easy with. You found it hard to differentiate a healthy guardian and child that being because you aren’t used to yourself being so open and trusting with your guardian, but you soon realized how terribly wrong your initial idea on how you your life would pan out here on out with your grandfather.

Because unlike your Mom, he always gave an ear and put you first before his pride. And unlike your Dad he was always there for you and gave you space to be alone or vulnerable when you needed it. He was patient, never pushing you beyond what triggers you into a manic mental breakdown in your head and nor did he ever use your weaknesses against you. You soon realized that was all he really wanted to be for you, a kind and fair figure.

He was also really open to having your friends over too.

There were times where Chaeryoung and Yeji even stopped by every blue moon to say Hello and asked how you were doing. Catching up with them was always so interesting as you heard about the new places the band had been performing at and how much better everyone was becoming. Their expertise and professionalism according to Yeosang, to which Yeji relayed a message from.

It was all happening before you realized, and you still had places to go and things to learn, but now you know that there’s a new way to go about life that doesn’t leave you trembling on edge 24/7.

And nothing about the progress of healing was easy for you, it didn’t feel pretty, but everything started to make sense little by little. And you finally decided that you could live with certain imperfect parts about you. You cant change the way the you were hurt or the way you struggle with more things than other “regular” people. But you figured can still move one foot in front of the other now.

Graduating middle school came around so quickly and you had to say goodbye to Kai now as he still had one year left of middle school, to which he cursed the universe for making him a year younger than you when he’s literally a whole head taller than you are. It’s been only about a year and a half since you met him, but he’s become such a staple in your life. It was weird to think you had previously left your friends for the school in which you saw Kai at everyday and now you were leaving Kai for a High School in which Wonyoung, Yeji, and Hyunjin were accepted into as well.

But the graduation meal your grandfather prepared for you. And unexpectedly Hyuka who tagged along home with you, as he didn’t wanna say goodbye just yet even though he had the whole break with you, weirdly enough.

Hyunjin and Wonyoung came over as well as your grandpa invited them over without telling you, leaving you in the position to introduce Hyuka to your two bestfriends. (You’re not really good at)

Hyuka was a bit nervous as he really isn’t good with strangers, but still ended up having a good laugh as they all exchanged embarrassing stories of you and even planning a little get together at the town festival.

It was all new feelings you were experiencing, colourful ones. You never saw yourself being okay with being happy without feeling as if there was something so devastating that was gonna follow, but for some reason that’s how things came to be. Not that you were complaining.

Finally something felt right.

bonus +

It was the summer before your first year of High School and the sun was a little behind on schedule that morning. The sky had this unique radiant glow you don't always get to see everyday. Sort of like those really nice opening movie scenes in K-dramas or American television.

It was a sweet feeling that coursed through your veins as you were biking to deliver the last of the mail.

Tired and slightly thirsty, you hopped of your new yellow moped your grandfather had gifted you to commence your transitioning into becoming a High School girl, something your grandmother would want for you apparently. Not that you were complaining, it’s a pretty sweet ride.

What you didn't notice was the pair of familiar eyes watching you from a few several feet back from you. Not expecting to see you so suddenly out of no where. This was after a long time since he had last seen you, and here you were delivering the mail as it was your weekly routine, a bit sweat glistening over your exposed skin, slightly flushed. And yet, - to him - you still looked so breathtakingly pretty.

Choi Beomgyu.

His hands began sweating as the only thing he was able to move was his eyes. He was shocked beyond belief to run into you as he was biking around Daegu as he always did. An odd jelly sensation was buzzing in his stomach, he wasn't sure if he liked it or was nervous because of it. But what he did know was that he didn't wanna look away just yet.

He knew he wouldn't be able to stumble easily upon an opportunity seeing you like this. He wanted to savour the moment a bit longer.

Finally getting the feeling back in his ears (previously heating up due to his sudden increase in blood flow, + the pounding of his heart becoming louder) it was while he contemplating whether or not he was going to say hi to you until an unknown, but familiar voice — familiar to both you and Beomgyu — called out from behind him.

"There you are!, I’ve been looking everywhere for you, Y/N"

Your hair bounced as you turned your head to face a boy zipping quickly in your direction — past the Beomgyu — on a motorbike. Beomgyu’s eyes travelled along with the boy as his engine raved. Soon recognizing the stature as your best friend. He didn’t know what had happened for the nice sensation in his stomach to suddenly begin to twist.

Beomgyu watched as he stopped in front of you and how your features lit up in excitement seeing him on the bike.

“My grandpa finally let you take the bike for a ride?”

He lets out an amused laugh, “Yeah he did” he says proudly patting the seat. “And yet tell me why my first ride is solely dependant on getting your helmet to you because someone was impatient this morning.” he said skeptically.

"Maybe I knew you would get it for me and search all around town just to find me!" you said with a proud and shameless grin on your face.

"It wouldn't be much of a search since you take the same route every week genius" he scoffs.

You purse your lips, "Well…"

“Hmm..?” He hums in disbelief.

“Hey no! What- what about you?! It’s not even legal for you yet to be riding that you moron!” you say, trying to turn the situation around on him.

"Well this moron rode through your long and busy delivery route just to find you and in hopes of giving you a ride on this thing. But y’know that’s fine if-"

“Wait wait!” you interrupted, two hands flying up in front of his face.

He sighs and rests a hand on his hip while waiting for your rebuttal.

“What about my moped?” you asked skeptically.

“I can guarantee you no one will steal it, our town is literally too conservative and quiet for that kind of behaviour. And we’ll just go around the block.” Hyunjin says as he holds up his helmet in hands.

“Ah!” You clapped in agreement. “Okay okay! Then come on, come on! Helmet me!" You said as you snatched the helmet out of his hands and onto your head.

"Eeesh- where’s your manners" he said in annoyance as he rolled his eyes. Only to then help you put on the helmet, clicking the strap on securely.

You stick your tongue out to him as he helps you onto the bike and gets on after, an excited smile on his face as he starts the engine and rides away.

And just like that you were gone. Beomgyu watched the whole scene between you Hyunjin and couldn’t help but feel slightly envious.

Even after you left the school, let alone the band, he was the only one you actively avoided even after making up with everyone else. You couldn’t face him for some reason. Because of that, he didn’t know whether or not it was okay to feel upset by the fact that although he didn’t mean for any rumours to start up because him or guilty his actions was what gave your classmates the gasoline to start up more rumours.

He felt more guilty than anything else. And even though he isn’t even to be blamed that happened, it was feelings that was brought out because of the situation that made it hard for the both of you to approach each other. There are a lot of things he wished he could’ve said sooner. Things he was hesitant to say because it wasn’t everyday he felt this way about someone, especially since he didn’t understand why in the first place he felt this way either. He just felt this way.

After it all passed though and his head was able to become more clear, all that remained was the regret of not being able to do more for you while everything was still fresh in everybody’s mind and when the situation was more malleable.

He wished he could’ve just been there for you. He knows should’ve tried harder to be there for you.

He didn’t know whether or not he knew you well enough to call this something more, but one thing he established was that he definitely felt some sort of attraction towards you.

Now, even after you and Hyunjin were long gone, he couldn’t bring his eyes to tear away from the yellow moped you had left parked in front of the Yang’s home. He felt rather silly for not walking up to you and getting his nerves over and done with.

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Answer some or all I wanna know more about you 👁️👁️

Do you have freckles?

Do you drink tea or coffee? How do you take it?

What was the last song you listened to?

Do you sleep on your back, stomach or side?

Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?

Do you prefer drawing or writing?

What’s your ideal number of blankets to sleep with?

What’s your favorite band/artist?

When is your birthday?

How tall are you?

What color are your eyes?

Who are five (or more) people you want to hug right now?

Fears?

What’s your favorite color?

What’s your favorite season?

Want any tattoos? What of?

Want any piercings? Where?

Who is the last person you texted?

Do you have a best friend? How long have you been friends?

What/who do you miss?

How was your day today?

How much sleep did you get last night?

Do you believe in aliens?

When was the last time you cried? Why?

What’s your favorite decade?

What are some seemingly childish things you like?

What’s your favorite book? Or just one you’ve read a few times?

How are you, really?

Does it take you a long time to make decisions?

What are you looking forward to in the near future?

What are you looking forward to in the distant future?

If you could go anywhere right now, where would you go?

Do you sleep with your door open or closed?

What’s your favorite flower?

Do you currently have a squish?

Do you like your middle name?

Do you prefer dogs or cats?

Do you have any phobias?

Do you stay up late?

Do you like the beach? Do you prefer it sunny or cloudy?

What’s your favorite cartoon?

Tag 5 of your favorite blogs

Do you have siblings? How many?

Who was the last person you said “I love you” to?

Is there anyone you would die for?

What do you need when you’re sad?

Have you memorized your phone number?

Who’s someone you can trust with your life?

What does your last text say?

Wild Card. Any question, ask away.

Alright, ill try lmao

1.no, i dont have freckles!

2. I WISHED i found Coffee and tea good because its so aesthetic but it tastes bad imo

3. I checked my spotify and its girls just wanna have fun by cyndi lauper so i suppose its that

4.i move a lot but i usually end up on my side.

5. I move too much to sleep with a lot of them because they always end up on the floor. Although i do sleep with my malleus plushie.

6. Thats a hard one, because i do both. Though i think of writing as my primary hobby/eventual job, i definitely have more fun drawing(until art Block comes knocking that is)

7.depends on the thickness. Right now i have three eith two being thin and one being medium, but i could sleep with one really thick one.

8. Mitski!!! I love her so much. Otherwise I like mother mother and marina

9.the third of november!

10. 154 cm or 5 feet. No that is not short

11. Blue-grey-kaki. I like to think of them as blue.

12. All my mutuals, all my irls, my mom, my dad, and my little sister

13. Abandonnent, failure, the future in general.

14. Yellow and light blue!

15.fall! Its so pretty

16. Im not sure yet but i can maybe have someday a small tattoo. Im not a fan of qhoel body tattoos for myself.

17. Well my ears a pierced but im not gonna get more.

18. My two irls! Talking about not getting neuvillette in gneshin ;-;(and murder)

19. I dont have a best friend per se, although i do have a closest friend. Weve been friends for at least three years(already? Damn)

20. Honestly i miss my first mutual on here. I hope they come back soon ;-;

21. It just started but its been pretty good up til now!

22. About 9-10 hours?

23. I mean, there is bound to be other forms of life in space, just thousands of lightyears away.

24. Monday cause my friend said she didnt think we were friends.

25. Id say 1890 to 1900? Though the living conditions were meh i like the aesthetic

26. Generally being silly ig? I suppose i act childihs as a comic relief.

27. Currently my favorite book(s) is the Truly Devious series by Maureen Johnson! It's been clawing it's way into my brain.

28. I'm actually doing quite fine. I'm a bit stressed since i'm going to boston soon but i can push out the bad thoughts!

29. I usually procrastinate decisions as far as possible. If it's a small one maybe like 2 minutes but if it's bigger ones it'll take longer(with the answer being no a lot)

30. Something i'm dreading but also am excited for is summer! Bye school but hello summer job ;-;

31. My irls and i(can i really call them irls? i met only two of them irl and once or twice. anyways-) are planning a roadtrip after we're all 18(aka in a bit more than 4 years)!

32. Either my friend's (irls+ moots) houses or in paris. I've always wanted to see paris.

33.open, my cats need to be free to walk in and out!

34. sunflowers and roses(i have a list on the meaning of each rose color) daisies are also cute.

35. i...guess? i own a banana shaped stress ball(that is very dirty i dont use it much) but idk if it counts as a squish.

36. yes, almost more than my first name. although my first and second name are kinda in the same name. it's like first name-second name.

37.cats!!! I have two(named chicken nugget and nebraska)(my family also owns dogs but oh well)

38. I'm a bit scared of heights but i wouldn't say i have a phobia

39. i usually go to sleep at 10:30 pm on weekdays, and 11:00-11:00 on weekends(when i don't have to wake up early due to sunday class)

40.Although i haven't been to a real beach a lot, i like it! And i always prefer sunny days so sun it is(to experience sunset on a beach... must be the dream)

41. I'd say the owl house! It's so colorful with two of my main kins.

42. @xen-blank @thehollowwriter @quartztwst @boopshoops @saionjeans (so sorry for the tag non-moots! Also i would've included all my moots but it said five ;-;)

43. Yes, i have five siblings! One oldest sister, two older brother, a little brother and the baby of the family, my little sister. i have middle child syndrome.

44. Either my mom or my little sister. I hug and say i love you to them very often. Or i said it to malleus last. One of them.

45. Tbh i have no idea in which circomstances i would die for something. maybe if i could trade my life with someone's close to me. or for peace on earth idk.

46. a big ol hug from my malleus plushie. it's a real emotional support.

47. no i have not. or maybe i did. i will probably forget it soon.

48. my two parents absolutely.

49."I wish to expérience it someday" (speaking of old lady gossip)

50. can i send you the same questions? :3

#ok now enough ramblings about myself #banana's moots #bananaanswersasks

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