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(18+!) ok ok today I’m thinking about… fucking yourself on Warren’s cock while he smokes a joint.
inspo: @coeurify
Warren lays on his back, a joint held tightly to his pursed lips. He inhales, letting it fill his lungs with the dark smoke. You’re sitting on top of him, your fingers splayed as your hands meet with his pale chest, his cock only warming inside you. He looks up at you with clouded vision, his eyes tinged red at the corners and his throat becoming increasingly drier. “Did you have to smoke that now?” You whine, rocking your hips slightly. You’re trying desperately, so desperately, to fuck yourself on his cock, but nothing seemed to work as well as when he did it. Your walls pulsed around him, begging to be paid attention to. Warren on the other hand, was happy enjoying his joint. “Baby, I told you, if you wanna cum, fuck yourself on my cock,” he speaks with a growl, placing a hand delicately on your hip. You whine again, pouting to get your point across. “I can’t do it like you do, Warren,” you try to explain, rocking your hips again against his. The wet sounds of your cunt were a good indicator that you needed him, but Warren acted oblivious. “Gimme a sec, babe. I’m almost done,” Warren slurs, polishing off the joint and stubbing it out in the ashtray by the bed. You wait, in the meantime leaning down and hovering your lips over his. He blows the last of the smoke directly into your mouth, letting it fill your lungs before you exhale. “I need to cum,” you pine, almost giving up on him. Warren lets out a laugh, before his other hand finds your other hip. He’s quick to rut his hips up, slamming into you from underneath. The singular movement has your eyes rolling into the back of your head. “Yes! Yes yes, please, more,” you beg, rising and falling on his thick cock like your life depended on it. Warren finally gives in to your pleading. He thrusts his hips upwards, sending his cock deep into your soaking cunt, brushing against your sweet spot over and over again. “Is this what you wanted? Is my good little girl gonna cum for me?” Warren’s curls stick to his forehead as he begins to sweat, his cock swelling to its fullest potential as he fills you over and over again. Your head lolls back, your eyes clenched shut and your lips parted as you bask in ecstasy. The tight coil in your belly pulls, and eventually snaps, sending you over the edge. You squeal as Warren fucks up into you through your orgasm, waves of pleasure pulsing through your tight core. When the moment is over, your eyes open to peer into Warren’s. He smirks at you, his thumb flicking over your sensitive clit. “You really did need me, didn’t you?”
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Behind the Crime
Warren Lipka x f!reader
warnings: smut, unprotected p in v, oral male receiving, dominate warren, underage drinking, underage smoking, use of marijuana, rough sex, hint of choking, talk of robbery, um yeah i think that’s it
summary: from the moment you were brought into the heist, you knew working with warren was going to be hard…
word count: 3.4k
a/n: sorry for not posting guys i have not been on the grind lately. i watched this movie and omfg evan was so attractive i just needed to write. if you’re the real warren lipka just scroll this is about evan…
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You sit back in your chair, the crew members adjusting your mic. You’re starting to regret doing this interview, but it’s too late to back out now. Everything’s already set up, the camera is about to be rolling. The interviewer is sitting a few feet away from you, notes in his hand. He waits for you to give him the signal that you’re ready. You nod, he begins.
“So, y/n, how did you become involved with the group?” He asks.
“I was first approached by Spencer when I was eating lunch outside one day...”
~~~
You were sitting alone, the cool fall breeze almost too cold to be comforting. You didn’t pay much mind to it though, you were more focussed on your studying. You were flipping through the pages of another history article when suddenly there was a presence beside you. Looking up at them as soon as you noticed, you recognized the boy as someone from your class.
“Can I help you?” You asked, your tone polite.
He looked nervous as if he were about to ask you out. “Hi, uh, I don’t know if you remember my name, I’m Spencer we have Art History together.”
“Oh, yeah, I’ve seen you,” you replied. “Do you need help with the homework or something?”
“No, I actually wanted to talk to you about something else, if you’re not busy or anything,” he said, his voice quiet.
You look away for a second before replying. “Sure, sit down if you want I’m not busy.”
He smiled at you before quickly sitting at the spot across from you. He put his bag on the table, you could see him take a deep breath. Was he really going to ask you out? You thought he was cute, but definitely not your type. You started to pray he wouldn’t say anything along those lines.
“I started to ask around a week or two ago about people who are good with computers and stuff, a lot of people told me you were the best person to go to,” he started. He lacked confidence in his voice, you felt bad for the poor guy but paid close attention to his words. “I need some... help with cameras.”
“What kind of cameras?” You asked, intrigued.
What he was saying was true, you were decently good with computers. You mostly would hack into places and disable things you didn’t like, like the cameras on the public library computers. It wasn’t anything illegal, at least you didn’t think it was illegal. It probably was, but you didn’t care.
“Just you know cameras in... semipublic places...”
You raised an eyebrow. “Like what kind though? Phone, laptop, desktop, security?”
“Security,” he answered quietly. “But before you say no listen, how does a couple hundred thousand dollars' worth of payment sound?
“What?”
“I won’t tell you the details till I know you’re on board but let's just say something is going down and we need help with the cameras. The pay would be huge and all you’d have to do is just mess with some cameras for like twenty minutes.”
You only stared at him; your mouth slightly hung open. Was he being serious? Was he really asking you to join him in a potential robbery that would pay hundreds of thousands of dollars? You never would’ve expected to be asked such a question on a cloudy Thursday at lunch. You shut your book completely and look around to make sure nobody is close.
“This money, it’s guaranteed?”
He nods. “As long as we get the job done, you’ll have it.”
You knew it was crazy, you knew whatever was going to happen would either result in you going to prison or having to run off into hiding. But the thought of being able to pay all your student loans off and have extra money to live off of was more appealing. Hacking into cameras wasn’t that hard, and it wasn’t going to hurt anyone. Unless it was.
“If you’re trying to get me to make sure a murder or rape isn’t on camera I’ll snitch,” you warned him.
“Oh no, nothing like that is happening at all. It’s just you know a robbery,” he replied, his expression genuine.
You nodded your head, convinced whatever he was asking couldn’t be that bad. “Okay, yeah, I’ll do it.”
~~~
“What was your first impression of the guys?
You smile. “They were really cool, funny, just overall really fun people to hang out with.”
“Do you remember the first time you met all of them?”
“Of course, like it was yesterday...”
~~~
The house you sat in front of didn’t look like a typical criminal's house. It looked like an average American’s family house actually. You were parked out on the road outside the house Spencer told you to go to, you were meeting the rest of the people involved with the robbery. It had been about ten minutes of you sitting out there debating whether or not to go in before you got a text from Spencer asking where you were. You sighed, praying to God this decision was the right one before getting out of your car.
You knocked on the front door with a shaky fist. You started to regret your decision, you thought about turning around and leaving, but the door was opened before you could act on it. An older woman stood in front of you, she looked to be in her 50s.
“Oh, you’re very pretty,” she said, making your cheeks turn red. “You’re here to see Warren, right?”
You had no idea who Warren was, but you nodded. The lady's smile grew, and she opened the door for you and ushered you inside. She directed you to the basement entrance, asking you a million questions you had no answers to. After those few but excruciating painful minutes though, you walked down the basement stairs and finally caught sight of Spencer.
There were three other guys in the room and all of their eyes were on you. Two, along with Spencer, were sitting on a couch. One of them was skinny with glasses, the other muscular with no glasses. They didn’t grasp your attention though. The last guy who was standing did. He had long dark curly hair, and eyes to match. His eyes met yours before you watched them slowly move up and down your body. You didn’t know how to react.
“Guys, this is y/n,” Spencer said, breaking you out of your thoughts.
“Hello, I’m Eric,” the guy with glasses introduced himself.
“Chas,” the muscular guy spoke, not paying much attention to you. “Are you sure this was a good idea, Spence? How much do we really know about this chick? No offense.”
“Shut up, we agreed,” Spencer hissed. He waved you over and you complied, walking to the couch and sitting on the end beside him.
The standing guy took a step forward and held out his hand to you. You looked up at him before accepting his handshake. His hand was rough, you liked the feeling of it in yours. “I’m Warren and you are our cameraman or woman I guess.”
You laughed. “I guess.”
“How much has Spencer told you?” Warren asked after letting go of your hand and stepping back. It was then you noticed the maps on the wall with drawings all over them, the layout looked familiar.
“Just that I need to hack some cameras and that it’ll pay me a lot,” you answered. “I don’t even know what you guys are stealing.”
“Well y/n, I’m sure you’ve been to your own school's library right?”
You nodded.
“Have you ever taken a tour of the library’s rare book collection?”
You nodded again.
Warren smirked. “Then you know exactly what we’re stealing.”
Your face fell and you immediately looked at Spencer and the rest of the guys. “Are you serious? You guys want to steal historic books?”
“I told you this was a bad idea,” Chas mumbled from his chair.
“Shut up Chas,” Warren quickly snapped. He looked back at you, his dark eyes engulfing yours completely. “We’ve been planning this out for months, and you are the last piece to our puzzle y/n. Think about how much you’ll be earning.”
You didn’t say anything. Maybe it was a bad idea.
~~~
“Chas eventually stopped being cold to me, I actually think in the end he became my closest friend in the group,” you say, finishing your story.
The interviewer gives you a look. “Well, besides Warren right?”
“I don’t know what you mean,” you reply, a confused look on your face.
“I have to ask if the stories are true, you know about you and him. The other guys say something changed between the two of you after a party you all attended. I mean, didn’t the police even question if your involvement had a deeper meaning than simply the money?”
You shake your head, giving your best performance. “Me and Warren were only ever best friends, there was never a deeper meaning behind anything.”
~~~
Music was pumping through your body, from the tips of your toes to the top of your head you could feel it. It had been a few weeks since you met the guys, and they all wanted to do something fun before the heist. So, a frat party was naturally the easiest option. That’s where you were now, already two shots and half a joint in. You didn’t know where Spencer, Nick, and Warren were, but Chas was dancing with you.
Though the two of you got off on the wrong foot, you and Chas quickly learned how well you get along. He was a good friend, all of the guys were. You liked how easily they could make you laugh and brighten your mood. They were all good people who you enjoyed being around.
Warren was the only one that you felt different for. You didn’t know why, but from the first day you met you knew your feelings for him would be different than the other three. The way he looked at you alone was completely different than the others. There was always something darker in his eyes, something you knew wasn’t supposed to be there for simply a friend. Every time the two of you looked at each other, your stomach filled with butterflies. You wanted it too. But in those first few weeks, nothing had happened. No matter how much either of you wanted it.
After some minutes of you and Chas dancing, Warren and Spencer appeared. They asked if the two of you wanted to go out and smoke, you both agreed and followed them outside the back. Not too many people were in the backyard, but there were enough for there to be a bonfire going. The four of you found an empty spot near the fire and sat down. Warren took out a joint and lit it before passing it around.
“Where’s Nick?” You asked after taking a hit.
Spencer shrugged. “Probably with the weird kids doing weird stuff.”
“He’s not that weird,” Chas replied. “He’s just awkward.”
You watched as Warren took another long hit of the joint. Because of the weed and alcohol, you found yourself even more attracted to him than when you were sober. You wanted so desperately to run your fingers through his hair, you wanted to hear his voice as you touched him. He suddenly met your gaze, his lips curled up into a mesmerizing smile. You wanted to kiss him. It was too much for you to handle.
You swallowed and stood up, brushing the dirt off your shorts. “I need to um use the bathroom.”
You didn’t wait for any of their replies. Instead, you rushed back into the house straight to the kitchen. You poured yourself a shot, downing it before giving it a second thought. You needed these feelings to go away. How were you supposed to work with Warren if you couldn’t even look at him without thinking about having sex with him? It made you feel awful. A hookup couldn’t be the reason the robbery went bad, you refused to let that happen.
After another shot, you started to forget about your feelings. In fact, you started to forget about Warren completely. All you felt was the burning sensation of the alcohol in your stomach and chest, it felt good. You stumbled out of the kitchen and into the hallway, grabbing the railings of the staircase for support. Suddenly, you felt a presence next to you, their hand on your back.
“Y/N, are you good?” It was Warren.
You turned your head and looked at him, God how could he look even better? “No- I’m not okay.”
“You’re wasted, you need some water,” he said. He moved his hand around your waist and pulled you up straight. You felt like you were on fire. “Come on, back to the kitchen.”
“Why are you here? I just- I just wanna forget about you,” you mumbled.
He started helping you walk back to the kitchen. “What? Why would you want to forget about me?”
“Because... I want you but I can’t have you. I thought you- felt the same that’s why it’s been so hard to resist,” you spoke, stumbling over your words. “I can’t look at you without thinking about you fucking me.”
Even in your drunken state, you could still see the cockiness on Warren’s face. He lifted you up onto the kitchen counter effortlessly before turning and getting you a cup of water. You leaned your head back against one of the cabinets, your head was spinning. You couldn’t think straight.
“Drink,” Warren’s voice filled your ears.
You lifted your head and grabbed the solo cup from his hand, downing the water faster than ever. When you finished, you threw the cup to the floor, your eyes meeting Warren’s once again. He was standing close enough that if you reached, you could touch him.
Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, or perhaps it was because of how long you’d felt the tension between you two, that gave you the courage to gently place your hand on the top of his head. His hair was soft, just like you’d expected it to be. You smiled and played with his curls. He didn’t object, you were glad. You needed this.
“Do you want me?” You asked, your voice barely audible against the loud music.
“What do you think?”
You shrugged. “I thought so, but I could always be wrong.”
“Maybe I should make it clearer,” he said. He grabbed your wrist and pulled your hand off his head before stepping closer to you. “If this house wasn’t crowded, I’d fuck you right here, right now.”
Your heart was racing, your cheeks bright red. You couldn’t believe this was happening. Warren was still holding your wrist, it sent electric shocks throughout your body. His eyes began to shift from your eyes to your lips and so on. You swallowed; a lump had formed in your throat.
“There’s probably an empty room somewhere,” you mentioned. “You could take me to one of them and show me you mean what you say.”
Warren raised an eyebrow. “I don’t know, you’re pretty drunk.”
“I’m not- I swear. I consent, I’ll remember all of this in the morning,” you replied quickly.
“All right.”
Before you could say anything else, Warren scooped you into his arms and began to carry you through the house. You didn’t know whether to pretend you were drunk so it wouldn’t look suspicious or stay awake to also not make it look suspicious. You chose to stay awake and within minutes you and Warren were alone in a bedroom, your lips connected.
The kiss was fast and rough, everything you expected from him. His arms were wrapped around your waist, he towered over you. You wasted no time, immediately kicking off your shoes and pushing Warren back until he fell onto the bed. He pulled you on top of him, guiding your hips in slow motions over his clothed erection. You felt like you were on fire, you needed more.
You broke this kiss and leaned back so you were straddling him. You pulled off your shirt and bra, Warren followed your actions. Once your eyes fell upon his toned abdomen, you audibly moaned. You quickly leaned down again and kissed his chest, beginning a trail down his body. Each breath that left his mouth made your pussy drip even more. And when you reached his navel, his breaths turned into soft whispers.
“Keep going.”
“Please.”
“I’ll do anything.”
When you no longer had any skin left to kiss you looked back up at him, his eyes were already on you. He got your signal and instantly pulled his shorts and boxers off, leaving him completely naked. You weren’t surprised at his size; you had a feeling he’d be big. You started off by slowly stroking him with your hand, the expressions on his face already enough to make you cum.
After a minute or so of that, you bent down and pressed a small kiss to his tip. You loved the way his leg twitched. It made you proud. So, you took him into your mouth. He gasped, one of his hands finding its way to the back of your head. He didn’t push you; he only twirled your hair back into a ponytail-like style and gripped it tight. You moved your head up and down, taking as much of him in your mouth as you could. You were never a fan of giving head to guys, but with Warren, it was a different story.
Not much time passed before Warren pushed you gently, telling you he wasn’t going to last much longer. You didn’t care, you wanted him to finish in your mouth. But he told you he wanted to have sex, so you stopped. You peeled off your shorts and underwear before you climbed back onto him. His naked body against yours felt unreal, you were almost convinced this was all part of your drunken imagination.
However, when Warren pulled your head down and began to kiss your lips again, you knew it had to be real. His hands gripped your ass, kneading and playing with your skin. You positioned his tip at your entrance, you were so wet you didn’t need any lube. You broke the kiss and looked into his eyes, you wanted to know it was okay. He gave you a nod and so you began to push yourself down on him.
He filled you well, just the perfect amount. You had thrown your head back, a moan escaping your lips. You hadn’t had sex in months, and this was the perfect way to break that streak. You started to move your body forward and backward while simultaneously going up and down. Warren’s grip on your ass tightened with each movement you made.
“Fuck baby,” he moaned. “You do it so well.”
Your confidence was boosted; you began to move faster. This only lasted a few minutes though, much to your dismay. You weren’t too athletic; you didn’t have good stamina. Warren noticed this, and without saying anything he flipped your bodies. Once on top of you, he began violent thrusts. You almost screamed from the pleasure; you’d never felt anything remotely close to it in your life. He hit your cervix each time, it made your back arch off the mattress and your nails dig into his back.
“Warren,” you whimpered. “Oh, fuck Warren.”
One of his hands wrapped around your neck. He didn’t squeeze, he just rested it there. You felt the knot in your stomach form at this. It felt so good to be dominated by him. It had been your dream for weeks, and it had finally come true. You closed your eyes and let the feeling of Warren fucking you fill your senses.
When you came, you practically screamed his name. You swore you could see stars. You’d never experienced an orgasm so hard in your life. Warren came a few seconds after you, you felt his dick pulsing inside you. He collapsed on you. You didn’t care about how his weight crushed you, you still held him as the two of you began to come down from your highs.
~~~
As the crew packs up, you remain in your chair, staring blankly out one of your windows. The interviewer is still across from you, but you don’t notice until he speaks.
“Just tell me one thing, off the record,” he says, grabbing your attention. “Did you love him?”
A small smile grows on your lips. “With all my heart.”
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Why’d you only call me when you’re high? (Warren lipka x fem reader)
Summary: after warren broke up with you, he couldn’t stand being away from you leaving him to drown his sorrows by getting drunk and high and by your doorstep.
Warnings: breakup, drugs, alcohol, calling and texting an ex, crying, mentioning of vomit but not being sick, humiliating, turning up at ex’s house late at night
Word count: 2,3k
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It all started around three months ago, you laid in your boyfriends bed watching movies with your boyfriend of a little over a year. It felt nice to relax in each other's presence instead of biting each other's heads off, constantly arguing about the smallest of things.
You laid on warrens chest feeling his chest raise and fall. Warrens mind was elsewhere probably high he felt tense underneath your frame. Puzzled you looked up at him through your lashes offering a smile. "You okay babe?". Warren snapped out his trance looking at you his eyes held all sorts of emotions doubt, uncertainty, regret, heartache. "Yeah I'm fine" he tried to shrug you off.
"Come on warren something is bothering you, talk to me" your voice was reassuring that he can talk to you about anything. Warren pondered in his thoughts he knew what he was going to say would destroy you.
"I'm just thinking about us" he sighed your smile dropped hearing the tone in his voice. "What about us?" You asked feeling anxiety creeping into you. "I don't think it's working anymore we argue all the time" warren stated. The tears rimmed your eyes threatening to spill.
"Yeah but couples have arguments we manage to get through them warren" you pleaded as the salty tears cascaded down your cheeks. "Come on y/n we try to get through them in fact we don't we sweep them under the rug I think it's best if you just go" he sighed.
You felt your break more with each second that passed. You got out of the bed your eyes puffy and red from the crying. "So that it we're over then" you scoffed. "You always bitch at me for getting high and going out with my friends" warren argued.
"That's because when your out getting high you get yourself into deep shit warren, what sort of girlfriend would I be if I didn't care" you pointed out before leaving the house making sure to slam the door behind you.
....
Warren sat in his car a spliff dangling between his fingers, his mind raced thinking of you like it always did nowadays. He looked at himself in the rear view mirror, he looked exhausted, bags under his eyes like he hadn't slept in days. But he didn't care he just wanted to see you.
Before warren knew it he had his phone in his hand, his thumb hovering over your number. Giving in he clicked call placing his phone to his ear waiting on your answer.
...
You laid in bed tossing and turning trying to get to sleep but it was no use. You had been like this for days, weeks even ever since warren broke up with you. You missed him but all he did was call you when he was drunk or high which you didn't have the time for.
Your phone sang it's ringtone, you knew what this meant you looked at your phone seeing it was 1:30AM, letting out a sigh warren's number showing on the screen swiping your thumb to decline the call.
You contemplated on switching your phone off but you needed the alarm on so you could get up in a few hours. You turned back around trying to get back to sleep but your phone kept getting notifications after notifications all from your ex boyfriend.
Warren:
' hey are you awake?'
'Why no answer?'
'Come on y/n answer'
'Please babe'
You let out a frustrated groan all you wanted to do was sleep but as per usual you couldn't. You started to text on your phone, you had enough of warren texting and calling you late it night like you broke it off with him. You just wanted to move on from him.
You:
'Warren I'm trying to sleep what do you want?'
Warren:
'I need to see you please y/n'
You:
'No warren, I've got be up in the morning I'm trying to have an early night'
Warren:
'Boring come on y/n'
You:
'Why do you only call me when your high?'
'I'm fed up with it now leave me alone'
You then switched your phone off not caring about the fact you needed an alarm to get up for work. You just needed some sleep. Soon enough you were asleep not thinking about warren anymore.
....
Warren knew he should have left you alone end of the day he broke up with you. He regretted it but he was too stubborn to admit to it that's why he drowned his sorrows with weed and alcohol trying to forget you but it only made him want you more.
Days went by since he called you warren now found himself in a bar incredibly drunk. The bartender refused to serve him anymore, warren turned to leave but he could have sworn he saw you leaving the bar holding on to your heels. Warren scrunched his eyes but you were gone.
Maybe he was dreaming that he saw you, deciding to call it a night warren left the bar. He staggered among the crowd of bodies finding the exit of the bar. The fresh air hit him like a truck his drunken state worsted. His sight blurred as he pulled out his cellphone trying to find your number.
Warren:
'R u up?''
Warren walked down the street waiting on your reply, but it never came. Warren instead called you repeatedly.
Warren:
'Come on y/n answer'
'Y/n please answer me I'm sorry'
He kept texting you repeatedly not even realising that he was bumping into people in the street. "Watch it" a buff man snarled, warren shrugged him off all his attention on his phone ringing you once again.
He turned his head, seeing you in a random shop with another man. Warren stood there rubbing his eyes but you were gone. 'What the fuck?' Warren thought deciding that he should go see you stumbling around the pavement.
...
You laid in bed trying to get back to sleep once again warren kept blowing your phone up, hundreds of missed calls and unread texts. You had enough of him you knew he would only call you drunk or high cause he didn't want to spend the night alone, well he should have thought about that before he broke it off with you.
You switched your cellphone off knowing of warren tried to call you it would go straight to voicemail. Once again drifting off into sleep.
You had just drifted into slumber only to be woken by your front door knocking. Confused and concerned you shrugged into your nightgown away to see who was there.
You hoped and prayed that it wasn't who you thought it was. "Y/n open up" a slurred voice called out through the letterbox. You groaned contemplating if you should just leave him there and don't answer, but you knew warren wouldn't move from your door plus you would be worried if he would be safe.
With a frustrated sigh you opened your front door revealing a rather intoxicated warren lipka, he could barely stand straight his eyes droopy with the alcohol. "What do you want warren" you snapped your eyes barely even open too tired to deal with his nonsense.
"I came to see you" warren slurred leaning against the wall that surrounded your front door. "I gathered that but what for?" You questioned further, your arms folded across your chest. "I- I missed you so much why haven't you answered my calls?" He asked his eyes threatening to spill tears.
"Warren I'm not doing this who are you with?, where's Spencer?" You sighed looking around to see if Spencer was lurking around somewhere but no one was there. "It's just me please y/n I need you".
You sighed again for the hundredth time tonight deciding it was best to take him in till he's sobered up. "Come in" you said helping your ex into your home. His legs could barely carry him along as you assisted him to your living room.
Warren slumped down on the couch, you went to get a glass of water and a bucket to sober him up. "Where you in the bar tonight?" Warren spoke up, his eyes still threatened to let his tears fall. "No warren I've been here all day" you answered rubbing your temple. "Just go to sleep, there's a bucket there incase your sick I'm going back to bed" you stated. Warrens eyes shot open not wanting to escape your presence.
"What please don't go y/n" he pleads, "warren it's late I want to sleep" you slightly snapped. That was it for warren the tears finally fell down his cheeks. You felt bad that he was crying, something he rarely did in all the time you had known him. "What's wrong?" You asked in a more softer tone.
"You hate me don't you" your heart breaks hearing warren say such a thing. "Of course i don't hate you warren look we'll talk in the morning but for now just sleep sober up" you pleaded. Warren nodded his head letting you go to bed.
...
The next day you were exhausted, you could barely get to sleep once you left warren. Worried incase something happened to him. You sluggishly made your way downstairs your eyes barely even open. Warren was still asleep on your couch as you made your way over to the kitchen to make some coffee.
Grabbing a mug from the cupboard, you made a fresh pot of coffee not bothering with milk or sugar, hoping it would do the trick to wake you up. You sat on the stool by the kitchen island waiting on your coffee to cool down a little before taking a sip.
You heard tired footsteps entering your kitchen to reveal a very hungover warren. He looked dreadful his face pale, bags underneath his eyes like he hadn't slept in weeks. "Morning" he mumbles embarrassed to see you with a disappointed look on your face. "Morning" you mumbled back.
The silence that then filled the room making you both feel awkward. You hadn't seen each other since he broke it off with you. "Look y/n I'm sorry for coming over that late and in that state I really am you didn't need to deal with that" warren broke the silence, scratching the back of his neck.
"Look I am pissed you turned up in that state and the constant calls and text when your high, but it's in the past now just please don't go wandering off when your in that state warren" you sighed.
Warren felt his heart flutter at the fact you still cared about his wellbeing even though he was an asshole. "I promise, I didn't do anything embarrassing or wrong did I when I came in?" He then asked already knowing what the answer would be only thing was that he couldn't remember what happened.
"You didn't do anything wrong, you said you wanted to see me and thought I was at the bar last night, you started crying thinking I hated you" you explained seeing warren flinch remembering what happened. "Again I'm so sorry" he said.
"Can I ask something?" Warren nodded his head at you question. You pondered if asking would be ideal in this moment but you genuinely wanted to know why. "Why do you only call me when your high?" You asked fiddling with the rim of your coffee cup. "Well to be completely honest with you- I just miss you and I regret breaking it off with you I'm too stubborn to admit it sober so I drowned myself with booze and weed I kick myself in the morning knowing I keep on texting and calling you"
You didn't say anything just nodding your head taking in his answer. "I do miss you a lot and I do want you back it was stupid of me to break it off with you, I just hope one day we can mend what I broke" warren added. You missed him terribly sure you both had your flaws and argue a lot but you managed to get through it together in the past.
"I miss you too, it killed me when we broke up took me ages to even try to get over it then the calls and text started sent me right back to square one" you stated folding your arms across your chest. "It was really stupid of me" warren hung his head in shame you just hummed in agreement.
"We weren't perfect, god knows I wasn't but I'm willing to give you another chance but it will take a bit of time warren maybe we just rushed into everything too fast" you spoke up. Warren now making eye contact with you, a glimmer of hope seeping through his brown eyes.
"Really you would give me another chance? After what I did" disbelief and a hint of joy lingered in his voice. You nodded your head biting your lip. "I love you warren even after causing me sleepless nights, breaking my heart that day after all that I still love you" you whispered wiping away your stray tears.
Warren gave you a sympathetic smile walking over to you, wrapping his arms around you as you cried into his chest. You took in the familiar scent of him weed mixed with his cologne something you missed all those months. "I love you too I wished I wasn't such an asshole but I promise this time I'll make it right I'll be better" he whispered placing a kiss on the top of your head.
"I promise to be better too" you sighed pulling away from him, wiping the last of your tears away.
#evan peters#warren lipka#american animals#american horror story#james patrick march#tate langdon#kai anderson#kit walker#jimmy darling#ahs asylum#evan peters x reader#evan peters requests#evan peters fanfic#evan peters x you#evan peters smut#evan peters x y/n#evan peters imagine#evan peters fanfiction#evanpeters#evan peters fluff
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Rainy nights with nsb.
Warnings: light spicy, curse words.
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OLIVER:
The rain drops on the other side of the window, muffled as Oliver and I slowly kiss deeply. Our hands explore our clothed bodies. I pull away before laying down and pulling Oliver on top of me. We start kissing heavier as the rain gets louder. Once Oliver pulls away, all I can see is him, the Moonlight darken by the rain clouds and the rain plastering on the window.
SEBASTIAN:
His hands grip my waist as we give each other slow quick pecks on our lips. The rain sounds pour into my ears louder than Sebastian and I's lips disconnecting and connecting to each other. This has been a long day for us, and this is our night... rain pouring, Moonlight slightly shining through, and we are just lovingly kissing. Best night.
JUSTIN:
His hands slide up my thighs as he stands between them. I lean against the kitchen cabinet, sitting on the counter. He kisses my neck affectionately, making me move my head nsvk to give him more room. We hear muttered laughter from upstairs as the boys do their skits. Other than them laughing, I can hear the pouring rain and thunder with a mix of Justin kisses on my neck.
RYAN:
The rain pours as Ryan's hands cup my face as we deeply kiss. My legs go around his waist as he accepts my actions. He gently carries me to his bed, making me get comfortable. Now the rain is louder than ever but makes this moment more memorable. My hands slowly tug his shirt, signaling him to take it off. I feel him smirk a bit against your lips before pulling away gently. He takes off his shirt before continuing.
KANE:
I straddle Kane as we talk and make out a bit. Since the rain ends up being louder than our conversation, him and I end up talking about our days between our kisses. It was the most comfortable thing to do with him. His hands at my waist and my hands are on his shoulders for support.
REGIE:
His head is on my chest, making soft marks on it. I just lightly run my fingers through his hair as I allow him to make kiss marks. I look to the side a bit to see the rain drops sliding down the window, making everything seem so calm and loving. I feel Regie pull away a bit, I look over at him before he kisses me lovingly. I smile into the kiss, feeling safe and comfortable.
DARREN:
I kiss him lazyingly as he kisses back with energy, I got a slight rush. I kiss him with the same energy back. We both pull away a bit and laugh at our actions. He looks at me lovingly, and I look at him affectionately. His hands grab my waist a bit, all you hear is the thunder and rain clouding both of our ears as we slowly kiss again.
#darren liang#fanfiction#fanfic#oliver moy#regie macalino#sebastian moy#anime#x reader#fandom ships#anime and manga#nsb x reader#north star boys#northstar#asian american#justin phan#kane ratan#kane x reader#music#rain#thunderbolts
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Heyyyy I noticed you haven’t written for warren lipka 👀
could you possibly do a warren x reader with them having sex while being higher than a kite? Thank you! :D
Finish on a high..
Warren Lipka
(Warning: drugs, sex, swearing)
"Ahh fuckkkk," you tightened the strings to your hood and made a run for it, straight out the door and across the road to Warren's car. It was pissing it down, and you didn't want to get your hair wet, "Warren unlock the door quickly!!" You were banging on the window to get his attention, Why do you look like E.T?" Warren laughed as you got in, "shut up. " You loosened your hood so you could take it down, your hair flowing out of it, "That's better, isn't it? " You giggled, "so did you get the weed?", "of course I did, have I ever let ya down?" Warren removed a bag of weed from the glove box and passed it to you.
You watched as Warren sparked up, "You want some, or you guna go back in that rain?" He looked towards the window. You could hear how hard the rain was crashing against it, you defiantly didn't want to go out there, "yeah I don't think I'll be leaving for awhile, we wouldn't want me to drown" you laughed as Warren passed you the joint, you took a deep inhale, releif took over your body as you felt the THC go straight to your brain, "Wow you look like you needed that" Warren laughed, his eyes already bloodshot. You burst out laughing. "I definitely did need that." You both looked at each other and started to laugh, "you know I've forgotten how cool you were to hang out with Warren. " You slumped down in the passenger seat, leaning slightly over to Warren's side so your shoulders were touching, " Wait, how could you forget such a thing? I'm awesome, " he laughed and also slumped back, both of your arms now touching on the middle arm rest. "Want to hear a joke?" You inhaled again and passed it back to Warren, "go on, " he turned to look at you even tho you were gazing out of the window, "what do you call a pothead with two joints?... double jointed" you stayed silent, Warren burst out laughing so much he was choking, which only made you do the same, "how stoned are you? Let me see those eyes. " Warren placed his hand on your chin to turn you to him, you felt butterflies as you both looked in eachothers eyes, he had the most dreamy brown eyes, you swore his pupils were swirling around to hypnotise you, his hand was still on your chin, you saw his eyes go to your lips, you were so high your thoughts came straight out, "kiss me" you said, "if I do I don't think I'll be able to stop" Warren couldn't take his eyes off your lips, "then dont stop" you whispered. Warren's lips met yours, even with dry mouths your tounges danced around eachother passionately, you swung your leg over to the drivers seat to straddle him, you could feel his hard cock between your legs, "fuck" Warren groaned as he placed his hands on your hips to grind you against him, you were getting wetter by the second, you let out a moan, "i need you right now Warren" you tugged at his trousers to signal him to take them off, he managed to slide them down as you did yours, seeing how hard he was made your whole body tingle, you gripped his cock to guide it to your soaking entrance wasting no time, you lowered yourself onto him, You began to slide yourself up and down feeling every inch, "Oh shit that feels good, keep going baby" Warren's hands were helping you keep your pace, his cock was curved right against your gspot, every bounce making you twitch, Warrens hands went up your jumper to caress your bouncing tits, "your pussy is so good baby I can't hold on much longer", Warren's words were enough to send you into climax, you moaned Warrens name so loud and as you did you felt yourself tighten around his erupting cock, you both locked lips as you slowly grinded up against him both pulsating and riding out your highs, "Wow I didn't expect that" Warren brushed your hair behind your ear, "neither did i" you laughed, both dressed and back in your seat, you lit and passed Warren the rest of the joint, "bet you wont forget how cool i am now" Warren laughed.
#evan peters#warren lipka#smut#evan peters smut#american animals#american horror story#fanfiction#420life#fanfic#quicksilver#tate langdon#james patrick march#kai anderson#kyle spencer#jimmy darling#kit walker
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i need more content from barry’s other movies!! where is the love for american animals, killing of a sacred deer, mammal, stalker ?????!?!!??!
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Hanta Sero X Shy American Female Reader
A/N: You replace Mineta
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"Breathe L/N-chan you have nothing to fear." You were trying to give yourself a pep talk in your just freshly moved-in dorm room. Everything happened so fast that you really didn't have a chance to reflect on all the blessings that have been handed to you. Your parents were struggling in America, you guys were originally from Canada but moved to America when you were just two years old and now that you are 15 the three of you moved to Japan. The reason? Your father got a job offering 3 times the amount he was making in America and he took it. Plus you got accepted to Japan's most prestigious hero academy. You were sad that you were leaving your friends but, you had a video call and can always pen pal with them. In the span of 2 weeks, you took that 12-hour flight jet lag kicking your ass, and when you landed you guys were taken to your apartment. It was huge! It was half the price back in America but you guys had a big backyard with a pond that had turtles, koi fish, and some snails. You guys had a finished basement and an attic/crawl space. The culture shock and difference were all so much to handle. Once again you thanked GOD that both your parents were fluent in several languages and taught you how to speak 3 fluently which were English, Japanese and Spanish. "I'm thinking too much again, come on girl" You slapped your cheeks a few times grabbing your bag and ensuring that you have everything you needed. It's only been 2 days since you moved in since you got here when it's been a few weeks of classes already. You were caught up on everything that happened courtesy of all the U.A teachers aka Pro heroes. They weren't lying when they said that only active or retired pro's worked there and that the principal was a talking animal. Your head was spinning by the time all of that was over and you didn't have time to digest it! You had to make up as much work as possible while adjusting to constantly speaking Japanese, learning how to use transportation and vending machines, and other culture shocks. It was a mess but, at least your parents were struggling with you.
"Watch where you're going extra!" You jumped looking to see who in the hell is that loud and rude to a total stranger. You looked behind you and saw a very pissed-off blonde with red eyes scowling extremely hard at you. "AREN'T YOU GOING TO SAY SOMETHING FOR GETTING IN YOUR WAY!" He let off little explosions in his hand. Ah! He has the same quirk as you! Choosing to ignore the fact that this guy was crazy and could have easily walked around you with all the available space you showed him your quirk. You put both your hands up showing your explosions to him. Bad idea. "SO YOU THINK YOU'RE BETTER THAN ME HUH SHITTY EXTRA! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF WE HAVE THE SAME QUIRK I'M STILL GOING TO BE ON TOP!" You gave him such an incredulous look confused beyond comprehension. How the hell did he come up with all of that when you didn't even say a word??
"You're already picking a fight Bakubro." You jumped at the unexpected voices both of you turning around to see who it was. It was a group, a girl with pink skin and horns, a redhead, a yellow-haired one, and another one with a triangle smile. The red one hardened his face and arm when Bakubro? swung at him.
"SHE'S THE ONE THAT GOT IN MY WAY SHITTY HAIR" Is he incapable of calling people by their real names.
"With all this space? You just chose to walk behind her to see who she was hee hee" The pink-haired girl started laughing while dancing around to avoid him.
"DO YOU WANT TO DIE RACCOON EYES" First Shitty hair and now raccoon eyes? What was next?
"Anyway, I've never seen you around here, are you from one of the other classes?" The yellow-haired one was in your personal space making you red and stutter from the sudden attention.
"U-uh, my name is Y/N L/N I'm a transfer student and got accepted to U.A through recommendation. I am from America and I went to the number one hero school there." You don't know why you told random students that but okay.
"OOOO you're from America? How many languages do you speak?" You held up three fingers which earned you gasps while the ash Blondie was still seething.
"I'm sorry while my friends are talking a mile a minute." You were surprised to see the black-haired triangle-smile guy shove away the yellow-haired one and stand a foot from you "Allow me to introduce ourselves. I'm Hanta Sero, the pink one is Mina Ashido, the electric is Denki Kaminari the one holding up the angry chihuahua-"
"I'LL KILL YOU." You couldn't help but giggle as the red-headed one was struggling to hold him back.
"He's Ejirou Kirishima and the loudest one is-"
"DON'T YOU FUCKING TELL HER MY NAME." The unholy screeching that was coming out of his mouth made you wince. Did he just not give a fuck about his vocal cords?
"-Katsuki Bakugo" You nodded your head in understanding now. That's why they called him Bakubro.
"YOU FLAT FACED MOTHER FUCKER" He broke out of Kirishima's hold and started chasing the two of you. You have no idea why you were running with Sero but, it felt right considering he was pissed and looked ready to attack anyone.
"By the way what class are you in?" You both were running and not the slightest out of breath.
"I'm in Class 1-A" You looked at him and saw he had a really big smile on his face.
"That's the best news I've heard all day! We all are in Class-1A!" You beamed at him finally making it into the building and turning your sprint into a brisk walk with the others very close behind.
"I can't wait to get to know you all." You saw the door down the hall and it was still open meaning class didn't start yet
"I can't wait to get to know you." Sero gave you a thumbs-up with a wink making you giggle. You can already tell this is going to be an interesting year.
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A lot of potential for a part 2
#anime#fanfic#manga#bnha#mha#fanfiction#quotev#quirks#fluff#x reader#american reader#shy reader#x shy reader#female reader#x female reader#hanta sero#Hanta Sero X Female reader
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Miss and Edge's fandom list
Below is lists for Miss and Edge of series/chracters you can request fics, or headcanons for.
Miss
The Witcher (2019-2022-): Unfortunately I only know the show as of right now, hopeful to read or play a game in the near future. Character X Reader/OC or Character/Reader(oc)/Character. Fluff/Angst/Smut/Headcanons
Geralt of Rivia
Yennefer
Dandelion
Stranger Things (2016-2022-): Will only write the following character for smut, all of these can be Character(s) X Reader/OC or the Ship. All other characters for other formats. Fluff/Angst/Smut/Headcanons.
Steve Harrington
Billy Hargrove
Eddie Munson
Robin Buckley
Steddie, Steddie X Reader
Harringrove, Harringrove X Reader
Mungrove, Mungrove X Reader
Ronance
Arcane (2021-): Character X Reader/OC, will consider certain ships. Fluff/Angst/Smut/Headcanons.
Vi
Jinx
Caitlyn Kiramman
Viktor
Silco
Vander
A Court of Thorns and Roses+ : Character X Reader/OC, I will take considerations for other characters but it might be biased. Fluff/Angst/Smut/Headcanons.
Cassian
Nesta
Lucien
Feyre X Rhysand X Reader
Azriel X Rhysand’s Sister
Game of Thrones: Character X Reader/OC only, will not contribute to cannon incest. Fluff/Angst/Smut/Headcanons.
Daenerys Targaryen
Jon Snow
Robb Stark
Daario Naharis
Yara Greyjoy
Jaime Lannister
Rhaenyra Targaryen
Daemon Targaryen
Aemond Targaryen
BBC Merlin (2008): Character X Reader/OC. Fluff/Angst/Smut/Headcanons.
Merlin
Arthur Pendragon
Gawain
Morgause
Guinevere
Morgana
X-men: Character X Reader/ OC. Fluff/Angst/Smut/Headcanons
First Class/Days of Future Past/Apocalypse:
Erik Lensherr/ Magneto
Raven/ Mystic
Charles Xavier/ Professor X
Havok
Jean Grey
American Horror Story: Character X Reader/OC, Fluff/Angst/Smut/Headcanons.
Kit Walker
Lana Winters
Elizabeth Johnson
Rudolph Valentino
Natacha Rambova
Donovan
AU’s: Ghostface, Zombie, Apocalypse, Vampire, Camp
Miss will not: Write for or about children or Age Play characters that are not adults. Write or contribute to incest in fandom or canon.
My promise as a writer I will continually edit my fiction to ensure all possible triggers and/or warnings are at the top of each post. I do believe that all characters I will write about or for, have an opportunity for growth or redemption. Otherwise I would not be comfortable writing about them. I think this is an amazing way for us as fans to be creative and as imaginative as possible. Therefore I will also aside from requests have OC, series and other blurbs or headcanons I’d like to post or accomplish. I can’t wait to read and hear feedback in a safe, habitable way in the near future.
Masterlist
Edge
Transformers (clarify which version, like bayverse, prime, ect..)
Will only do character/reader (Cybertronian, human, or cyborg reader)
My Hero Academia
Will do Character/reader, and open to certain ships
Undertale
Will do Character/reader, including AUs (Monster or human reader) (I will not do insest with any of the skelebros)
SCP/Cryptids
Only open to /readers
Creepypastas
Only open to /readers, unless its Character/reader/Character
Attack on Titan
Will do Character/reader, only open to certain ships
Detroit become human
Only open to Conor/reader (reader can be human, android, or a mix)
Stardew valley/Harvest moon
Will do Character/reader, only open to certain ships
Blue Exorcist
Will do Character/reader, only open to Rin/Ryuji/reader as a ship
Supernatural
Will do Character/reader, only open to certain ships
Noragami
Will do Character/reader, only open to certain ships
Soul Eater
Will do Character/reader, open to a few ships.
Star Trek (any series)
Will do Character/reader, only open to certain ships
Youtubers-MCYT (Only their personas, for example, any of Markiplier's alter egos. I will also not do DSMP)
Will do Character/reader, only open to certain ships
Edge’s rules
I will not write incest or NSFW senerioes about minors or minor/adult relationships. Depending on the scenario I might be open to aged up characters like in AUs, for example in MHA I've read plenty of Pro-hero AUs that eventually contain smut, I don't mind stuff like that.
I am very open to writing many different scenarios, AUs, Characters, ships, fluff/angst/smut, poly, threesome and beyond, you name it and I'll probably be down to write.
Both
Marvel
Harry Potter
Fullmetal Alchemist (any version)
Umbrella Academy
The Boys
The Walking Dead (show and telltale game)
^^^ These fandoms both of us will write for
We have the right to deny any request if we do not feel comfortable or if we do not think that we are capable of completing the request to our greatest ability.
#fanfiction#one shot#requests#anime and manga#marvel#harry potter#fullmetal alchemist#the boys#the walking dead#stranger things#the witcher#a court of thorns and roses#arcane#game of thrones#bbc merlin#xmen#american horror story#transformers#boku no hero academia#undertale#sans au#scp#cryptid#Creepypastas#attack on titan#detroit become human#stardew valley#harvest moon#the umbrella academy#soul eater
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my reflexive reaction to someone talking about noche internet stuff like ao3 or tumblr nonsense is "FUCKING CONTAINMENT BREACH DIE DIE DIE NO WITNESSES THIS IS A CLOSED ECOSYSTEM"
It's literally my everyday life. My roommates read ao3. One of them is on stan twitter i think. I have a tumblr user classmate. Once i went into a hungarian dsmp discord and there was someone there from my school and we found out because they mentioned that the school radio played Heatweaves
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calling this rn
Eclipse plays Animal Crossing and Among us. Probably even the Alice Games
Scourge plays a lot of horror games like DBD, Friday the 13th, OutLast, zombie games etc.
#American Mcgee Alice is probs Eclipse fave game#he likes Animal Crossing cause he can make his own world#Scourge is a fucking boss at DBD#sonic ships#eclipse the darkling#sonic fanfiction#scourge the hedgehog
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Off Limits - Warren Lipka, (Pre Cult) Kai Anderson
x fem!reader
content warning: threesome, vaginal sex, oral (warren and reader receiving), smoking weed, some sneaking around, not proofread bc i just wanna post it
word count: 3.7k
"I don't get what her problem is," Warren shrugged his broad shoulders at you as you tried to keep up with him on the sidewalk.
You'd caught the late bus home from the college library, and your best friend's older brother, and neighbour, had offered to walk you home. Warren happened to be leaving college the same time as you after an intense, sweaty hour and a half of soccer practice. When you'd bumped into him at the bus stop, Warren sparked conversation, having recognised you as the girl who is always at his house, but that he didn't quite know. You'd never taken the liberty in spending a lot of time with your best friend's family. Maybe it was because she was strict on the "don't date my brother" rule, and had kept you in hiding because of it.
"You must've done it in the past," it was your turn to shrug your shoulders, as you delve into the reason why you'd never formally met.
Warren let's out a loud laugh and claps his hands together for emphasis. You continue to walk silently beside him as he begins to explain himself.
"See, the girl she's talking about- I didn't even know they were friends. We bumped into each other at a party. She didn't even say anything and I know now that she knew exactly who I was!" Warren let's out a snort , "so if anything, that's my dear sister's fault for having friends that are horny for her brother."
You laugh along with him, trying not to make too much eye contact. It was weird enough that you were walking home with Warren; you didn't need to seem like you were just as bad as the girl that traumatised your best friend.
"Hey," Warren stops you as you arrive outside his house.
"My house is still a few doors down," you say with a small laugh, pointing your thumb in the direction of your house.
"Yeah I know, but I was wondering if you wanted to come inside? I got a friend with me, I think you'll like him. We're just gonna smoke up... if you're interested?" Warren's lips curl into a weary smile as he scratches the back of his head. You take a second to comprehend what he's asking, before you're thinking of how it might make your friend feel.
"Uh, I don't think your sister will like that," apart from the fact this was off limits, you were very intrigued to come inside and get to know your best friend's brother. He had already been so nice and it was easy to relax around him. He had a beguiling way of making people feel at ease.
"Pffft," Warren sways his hand dismissively, "she's not even here, she's staying the night at her boyfriend's place."
"Oh yeah," you mumble in agreement, realising now that any other excuse would make you look lame.
"Okay then," you nod to punctuate your sentence, lifting your gaze from your sneakers into Warren's dark, alluring eyes.
"Sick! We'll get in through the back," Warren guides you around to the corner of the house furtherest from the front yard. He stops short at a set of bulkhead doors, wrenching them open to reveal a flight of concrete stairs. You follow closely behind him as he ventures further and further down into the basement. You can't help but feel slightly nervous. You didn't want to seem inexperienced, or like you couldn't control yourself. A pungent, spunky aroma fills your nose once you're at the bottom of the stairs. A guy about your age sits on a tattered sofa in front of a TV, with a bong pressed tightly to his lips.
"This is Kai. Kai, say hello to Y/N," Kai leans back away from the bong, and blows out rings of smoke. You almost had to squint to see him through the thick, grey cloud he created.
"Hey," he offers a wave to you as he sets everything back down on the table. He had thick, chestnut hair that fell in his face. He was clothed in a white-t/flannel combo, and a pair of black jeans. He seemed like just the type of guy Warren would be friends with.
"Sit down Y/N," Warren takes a seat on the opposite side of the sofa to Kai, leaving only a spot in the middle. You clear your throat before you oblige and seat yourself between the two.
"So, what are you majoring in at college?" Kai asks you, a small smile playing at his lips as he awaits your response.
"Nothing too fancy," you smile back, "business and law."
"Fuck, that's cool," Kai lets out a dopey laugh with half-lidded eyes, "I'm doing religious studies."
Both Kai and Warren burst into a fit of laughter. You guess you could see the irony.
"That's cool too," your face flushes pink as Warren holds a lit joint in front of you. Your heart picks up pace just looking at it. You weren't an avid smoker, but you'd had your fair share of practice. It was still nerve wracking to smoke sitting between two guys you didn't really know.
"Want me to go first?" Kai leans forward and takes the joint from Warren's fingertips. You let him do it with a curt nod of your head.
You watched as Kai placed the roach between his lips . His chest expanded as he took a draw, and then he held it in.
"Stop trying to look cool Anderson," Warren snickered, leaning over and punching Kai in the arm. Kai reacted, exhaling the smoke sharply from his lungs and coughing as he tried to soothe his throat.
"Fuck... you... Lipka," Kai scowled at Warren between coughs, only making Warren laugh more.
"Now the lady's turn," Warren ignores Kai as he gets up to retrieve a soda from the bar fridge. You take a deep breath, and position the joint between your own fingers. This is so fucking stupid, you thought to yourself as you stared at it in your hand, why couldn't you just do it?
"You don't have to, you know," Warren shrugs, and goes to take the joint from you. You retract your hand away from his and shake your head.
"It's okay, I'll do it," you weren't sure if you were trying to convince him or yourself more.
"Okay princess, take your time," Kai jokes as he takes a seat next to you, propping his feet up on the coffee table. You offer him a fake laugh before finally finding the courage to bring the joint to your lips. You inhale, only a little, feeling your throat burn as your lungs fill with smoke. You hold it in for a moment before exhaling. You were surprised you didn't cough.
"Atta girl," Warren chuckles, taking the joint from your hand and bringing it to his own lips.
"Do you guys do this every night?" You asked Kai, as he mindlessly scrolled through the sit-com TV series category on Netflix.
He lets out a snort, "pretty much. Not every day does Warren bring a girl to hang out with us though."
You look over at Warren, who just rolls his eyes at his friend.
Your vision begins to go slightly blurry as you look around the room. Your fingernails dig into the skin of your thighs as your eyes settle on the small TV across from you. You were super high already and all you craved was a bag of crisps all of a sudden.
"What's that supposed to mean?" You look over at Warren, who's finished the joint and stubbed it out in the ashtray.
"It means, I only invite girls I think are pretty," he flirts, turning his entire body around to face you, "it just sucks that my sister kept us apart for so long. I wonder what she thinks would happen."
"Um.. this?," Kai rolls his eyes at his friend, "doesn't mean I'm off limits though."
Kai's way of flirting was much more obvious. He rests a hand behind your head on the sofa, and shuffles slightly closer to you. If it weren't for the pot, you'd be totally disgusted by their lame effort to trifle with you. Even though, you found them both undeniably attractive.
"I'm not even like that," your eyebrows knit together in confusion. Your best friend knew you didn't sleep around. It made you nervous and never appealed to you.
"It's not about you," Kai replies, taking another sip of his soda, "it's about Warren. He can't handle himself."
"Shut the fuck up Anderson, before I kick you out," Warren growls, covering his face with his hands in embarrassment.
"So you think I'm pretty?" You tease Warren, just as he reveals his face again. You hadn't realised that Kai had pretty much pressed the entire length of his thigh to yours in the last minute. His close proximity made your face hot.
"Yeah well, isn't it obvious?" Warren asks, with a small laugh, "you probably haven't seen me staring every-time you come over. Maybe it's because it's off limits."
"Like I said, Y/N," Kai smirks at you, "I'm not off limits."
"Did you guys trap me down here to fuck me?" You ask with a laugh, "because I'm not interested. Especially if it's going to upset my best friend."
"And if it didn't upset your best friend?" Kai probes, "smoking pot gets me ridiculously horny."
You let out a small laugh, shifting in your seat and rubbing your thigh back up against Kai's. He was right about one thing - pot definitely had the same effect on you, and it was beginning to skew your vision with rose-coloured glasses.
"Anderson, you're so fucking sick," Warren teases his friend, only for Kai to roll his eyes.
"How about you shut the fuck Lipka, and let me shoot my shot. It's not like you can do anything," Kai snickers back.
"I'm sitting right here guys. Seriously!" You argue back, standing from the couch and turning towards the two guys sat in front of you. You didn't appreciate being talked about like a piece of meat, or the bickering over you when you were just trying to relax and have a good time. Of course, it flattered you to a certain extent, but it wasn't the vibe you were searching for.
"Hey! Sit down, look, we're sorry. Right Kai? That's not cool of us," Warren responds softly without eye contact, whilst rolling another joint.
"Yeah, we're sorry," Kai backs up his friend, "come sit, we'll watch a movie."
You sit back down between them hesitantly, watching Kai flick through horror movies on Netflix. Warren offers you some of his joint, and without thinking, you take another hit. Kai gets up to switch off the lights, and joins you both back on the couch. The movie plays at a press of a button, and you settle yourself deeper in the backrest of the couch to get comfortable. Your head spins with the pot you'd just smoked, and it takes everything in you not to close your eyes and fall asleep. That is, until the first jump-scare of the movie frightens you half to death.
In the process, you hadn't realised you'd tucked yourself securely under Warren's arm. He doesn't object, instead wrapping his strong arm around you and holding you into his side. You can't help the accelerated beating of your heart as you basked in his scent. He smelt so good. Despite how bad it was that you were cuddled up with your best friend's older brother.
You turn over to glance at Kai, who's got a blanket draped across his lap. He's watching the movie with his eyes half-closed and the sight alone makes you giggle. You nudge Warren so he turns to look down at you and mouths 'what?'. You point a finger in Kai's direction, and then you both laugh at him quietly.
As the movie progresses, you find yourself more cuddled into Warren and even closer to Kai. You hadn't realised that you'd placed a hand on Kai's thigh, and that it was slowly advancing up his leg. God, what the fuck were you thinking? Trying to cuddle up to two guys at once? One of which you knew was off limits? It must be the weed.
Without turning his head, Kai places his hand strategically over yours. A dull pulse ignites between your legs and your mind races at 200 miles an hour, trying to think of how you were going to make this work.
"I can't choose," you randomly blurt, gaining the attention of both guys. Kai even paused the movie because he didn't think he'd heard you right.
"Did you just say 'I can't choose?'" Warren's brows knit together in confusion as Kai stares blankly at you. You immediately regretted saying anything at all, but now, you had to explain your way out of looking like an even bigger idiot.
"I mean, both of you want to fuck me, and I think I've changed my mind. Like Kai, I'm incredibly horny."
Warren almost chokes on his own tongue. Kai's hand on yours squeezes tightly, and the two guys look at each-other in disbelief. It was like they were telepathically agreeing something between them.
"Who said you have to choose?" Kai finally replies, taking your hand and moving it up his clothed thigh. You turn to Warren, who offers you a lopsided smile.
"I mean, he's right?" Warren says it like it's a question, and for a moment, you consider it. You'd never been in a situation quite like this one, where you were seated between two guys you found insanely attractive, who both wanted to dote on you.
"How would that even work?" You ask, trying to stifle your laughter. It just seemed so ridiculous that this was happening, regardless of how badly you wanted it right now.
"And have you done this before or something?" You look between Warren and Kai curiously. Kai shrugs his shoulders.
"I haven't with Lipka, but sure, I know how it works," Kai was confident enough to unzip his jeans from under your palm, leaving the fabric of his boxers being the only thing stopping you from touching him completely.
"Look- I'm horny as fuck, and high, and I think it'd be an interesting experience," Warren moves his arm from around you, and places it instead, on your thigh. His touch almost makes you sigh from how good it felt.
"Okay," you say simply, taking the liberty of making the first move and connecting your lips to Warren's. Never in a million years, did the three of you think you'd be in this situation. You just knew your best friend would be furious. But for some reason, it only fuelled your desire for them, alike to foraging for a forbidden fruit.
You feel Kai move from next to you, and soon there's two warm palms separating your legs. Distracted by Warren's tongue exploring your mouth, you pay little attention to Kai as he runs his hands up your thighs. Kai's fingertips skim the lower band of your panties, soon to dig into the waistband and take them off your legs. Everything was moving so fast. The kiss didn't break until you felt Kai's tongue on your pussy.
You moaned into Warren's mouth before he moved away to litter kisses down your jaw. It allowed you to let out as many sounds as you wanted to. Kai used his thumbs to seperate your folds. His nose nudged blissfully against your clit as he tasted you. One of your hands made its way into his hair, tugging softly on his brown curls as he expertly worked at your pussy. Warren worked fast to lift up your shirt, reaching around to your back to unclasp your bra and let it fall.
"Fuck, you taste good," Kai mumbled against your dripping cunt as Warren took one of your taut nipples in his mouth. He sucked on it, rolling his tongue around the stiff bud, kneading the other in his hand.
Your other hand wondered over to the front of Warren's jeans, unfastening the best you could with one hand. Taking the hint, Warren helps you tear down his pants and boxers, revealing his cock to your palm. You wrap your fingers around it, squeezing gently as you began to stroke him. Strategically smearing the pre cum that leaked from his tip down his length, your hand moved in sync with Kai's tongue as it immersed itself between your pulsing walls.
As if the heat had been turned up in the room, the three of you began to slightly perspire. Warren growls against your chest, feeling a tightness already in his groin. You take a moment to glance down at Kai, seeing him already staring up at you. He leaves sloppy kisses against your sensitive bundle of nerves, his gaze intense as he sucks you into his mouth. That being, your final straw.
"I'm gonna cum, oh my god!" You squeal as your orgasm washes over you in intense, pleasurable waves. Your thighs shake around Kai's head, and he doesn't stop until you're begging him to.
"I'm not breaking too many rules if it's just head?" Warren asks shyly, as Kai gets up from the floor. You ignore his question only for a moment, as Kai forces your lips onto his. His tongue swirls around your mouth, allowing the taste of you to linger on your own taste buds.
"Get up here, I need to bury my cock inside you, like right now," Kai is a little rougher than Warren, and pulls you up onto the couch on all fours. Now face to face with Warren's cock, it works perfectly.
"Does this answer your question?" You ask slyly, cupping his heavy balls in your hand as the tip pushes past your lips. Warren’s fingers tangle in your hair, pushing your mouth further down his thick cock. He hits the back of your throat, and surprisingly, it doesn’t make you gag.
You can feel Kai behind you, positioning his tip between your dripping folds. He spits, directly where his tip meets your pussy. A moment passed before he’s stretching you out from behind. Your eyes roll as he fits his cock inside you, spreading open your ass cheeks with his hands. His fingers dug into your skin, kneading at the plush of your ass as he finally, bottoms out inside you.
“Oh fuck,” Kai moans, trying to keep his eyes open. He’s not all too interested or aroused in seeing his friend receive head, but it definitely was the hottest thing him, or Warren, had ever done. Something to definitely bring up later with their other friends.
Your eyes swell with tears as Warren continues to hit the back of your throat. Kai begins thrusting his hips, digging at your sensitive walls right at the spot that swells to his tip. The tears almost fall from the pleasure alone.
“Holy shit, your mouth feels amazing,” Warren groans, resting his head back on the sofa as you pick up pace around him. You use your hand and mouth in sync, your tongue running along the side of his shaft with every repetition of your movements.
“This weed is some good shit, I don’t think I’m gonna last much longer,” Kai is whining behind you, clawing in desperation at your ass cheeks, reaching your cervix with every ravaging thrust.
You never imagined how good it would feel to be used like this. Having two of your holes filled to the brim. You definitely weren’t going to see sex with one other person as as satisfying ever again.
“Oh fuck, Y/N, I’m cumming,” Warren gasps breaths of air as you remove your mouth from him, using your hand to finish him off with your tongue placed strategically at his tip. Kai isn’t far behind, and it takes everything in you to remain focused on Warren’s release. Warren’s hips lift off the couch as he cums, painting your tongue white with his load. You swallow it with ease, giggling as Warren rests back with his eyes closed.
“Fuckfuckfuck, I’m gonna cum too,” Kai calls out behind you, “fuck your pussy feels so good.”
You hold onto Warren as Kai releases, taking himself out of you to cum all over your ass. He takes a deep breath as he pulls up his pants.
“Shit, let me get you something to clean that up,” Warren pushes up off the couch, leaving you on all fours, to pick out a fresh hand towel.
“Kai, clean it up, dickhead,” Warren calls out to his friend, passing him the towel. Kai cleans you off, leaving you able to dress yourself again. The basement reeks of sex, and your heart drops at the thought of your best friend walking in just this second.
“I know what you’re thinking,” Warren begins rolling yet another joint, “she’s not gonna be back, trust me.”
“That was probably the best sex of my life,” Kai comes back down the basement stairs, holding a bowl of popcorn and a bag of salt and vinegar crisps. You didn’t even notice he disappeared.
You only laugh and shake your head in response, checking your phone awkwardly for the time.
“I’ve been here two hours? Shit, my parents wanted me home for dinner tonight,” you get up suddenly, making sure your clothes don’t look too crumpled, and presentable enough to go home in.
“I’ll walk you,” both Kai and Warren say at the same time, and the room goes silent. Were they making you choose?
“How about, you both walk me home. Sound good?” You smirk at the two guys who were obviously at your mercy after the sex you’d just shared. Part of you resonated with that, like you didn’t want to leave them.
“Heyy Y/N,” Kai asked curiously, as Warren held your hand loosely along the side walk. The sun had long set now, and the street lamps were on. Stopping outside your house, you turn to Kai.
“Hm?” You ask, as Warren remains by your side.
“You wanna come back tomorrow?” Warren shoves Kai, sending him tumbling back. The two of them were like man-children. You couldn’t help but laugh.
“Maybe.. if you’re lucky,” you lean over and plant a soft kiss to Kai’s lips, before pressing a kiss to Warren’s.
The two of them watch you from the end of your driveway as you approach the front door, and with a final wave, they’re both out of sight. Now to eat dinner with your parents after having a threesome.
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You get me so high (smut) (Warren lipka x fem reader)
Summary: you and Warren have been best friends since forever and at one frat party it becomes more
Warnings: smut, oral (m & f receiving) p in v sex, and getting high
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You hated frat parties with a passion it wasn't the loud music or the alcohol and drug use that people did you dabbled in it too it's the people especially the frat boys, only reason why you were here is because your best friend Warren lipka begged you to go with him since Spencer was studying for an exam the next morning.
"Wanna get high?" He asked pointing to the door leaving us to the backgarden of the frat house, "please can we" you giggled following Warren outside, he pulled out a joint from his pocket lighting the end taking a drag before passing it to you.
Taking a drag feeling the weed hit you a little, your eyes staring ahead watching some frat boys doing dumb shit, "god I hate frat boys" you said passing the spliff back to Warren, "I thought you were into them" he joked nudging your shoulder, you grimced at the thought of you being with a frat boy.
"God no Warren they're worst than children in kindergarden" you said the look of disgust wavering your face, "I'm only joking we all know your into stoners" he teased making you blush, you were into one stoner in particular the one beside you.
"Shut up you" you chuckled now nudging his arm, the friendship you and Warren had was complicated he is your best friend, and when you got a bit too drunk or too high you would hook up, he was the first and only person you slept with he even was your first kiss back in high school.
Now a little bit high from the spliff you and Warren went back inside for a drink, "here" he smiled handing you the red solo cup you thanked him taking a sip, his eyes on you as you drank the liquid.
"What" you asked in a nervous chuckle Warren shook his head "nothing" you rolled your eyes as he shrugged you off, after a few more drink you were tipsy as well as high you and Warren danced at first goofy but then you started to grind against him.
His hands on your hips as you swayed your body with his, not caring who saw, Warren's hot breath againt your neck sending you in world of your own, "wanna go somewhere more private?" He asked you nodded as he took your hand guiding you throw the crowds of body's.
It took about three rooms to find one empty hurrying inside locking the door behind you, only to be pinned tight against the cold wood, making you gasp.
Warren's lips attacking yours hungrily one hand on your waist the other pressed againt the door, "you look so fkn hot tonight" he groaned as you palmed him through his jeans.
He took you to the bed pushing you down on it, you letting out a giggle at his eagerness, "I'm going to fuck you so good" he hummed peeling his polo shirt off, you sat up assisting him on unbuckling his belt, letting his cock spring free, you hand giving him a few tugs.
Warren gathered your hair into a makeshift ponytail as you licked along his shaft, giving kitten licks to the tip, Warren let out a moan as you took him with your mouth, bobbing your head along his length, hollowing your feels, taking all of him.
"Fuck y/n you suck my cock so good" he groaned his hips bucking up making him go deeper in your mouth, you looked up at him the sighed almost making you cum then and there, his face scrunched up with the pleasure you were giving him.
You felt his cock twitching inside your mouth taking him deeper in your mouth essentially deepthroating him, silvers of drool running down your lips coating his cock, "fuck" Warren hissed as he came in your mouth milking out every drop before pulling away.
"Swallow it" he ordered his hand under your chin wiping away the drool mix with his release on your chin, you swallowed the saltiness driving Warren wild, he peeled off your flowy navy dress from your figure leaving you in your matching navy lace underwear.
His fingers dipping into the hem of your panties tugging the fabric off your legs and on to the floor, you sat up discarding your bra on the floor leaving you both completely bare, Warren's lips traveling from your lips, to your neck, your chest, placing wet kisses on the skin of your thighs.
Sucking on your clit his tongue kitten licked your sweet bundle of nerves holding your legs so they couldn't close, your soft sighs, moans and whimpers was all that could be heard "fuck warren" you gasped as he inserted a finger in your velvet walls pumping them in and out.
"Fuck just like that I'm close" you moaned feeling him hit that spot making see stars, Warren sped up the pace of his fingers not missing a best with his tongue sending you over the edge, "fuck fuck fuck" you almost screamed as your release coated Warren's fingers and tongue.
He licked up every drop of your arousal moaning at how you tasted, "so good" he hummed sucking the last of your juices on his fingers, "fuck Warren that was-" You couldn't help but giggle at what happened something you always did.
"I'm not finished" he said crawling up the bed so he was face to face with you, your lips connecting, you could taste yourself on his tongue, you moaned feeling Warren bottom out inside you, still savouring your kiss he started moving slowly against your silk pulsing walls.
"Your so tight baby" he groaned thrusting into you, your nails running through his dark hair tugging on the locks making him thrust faster and harder, "fuck" you moaned as his cock brushed that spot guaranteed to send you over the edge.
"Like that don't stop" you managed to say Warren wrapped your leg around his waist making him go deeper inside you, "I'm close" you sighed your body jolted in rhythm of Warren's thrusts.
"Me too cum with me" he grunted his thrust sped up until they became sloppy tipping you over the edge releasing over his cock "I love you" he moaned as he came with you.
You didn't say anything to out of it from your orgasm to replay to what he said, Warren collapsed ontop of you panting, 'did he just say he loves me it's definitely in a best friend way- but you don't exactly fuck your best friend' you thought collecting yourself.
"You okay?" He asked noticing you were miles away concern over his face, "Yeah I'm fine just what did you say there?" You asked wanting clarification of what he said, "I love you- its nothing something in the moment I know you don't feel the same-" he rambled wirh his head looking the wall not making eye contact with you before you cut him off.
"I do" you said looking into his eyes Warren's eyes now on you, "you do?" Now he was the one needing clarification, "yes Warren I don't get why you think I don't become I do, I've known you my whole life fuck you even took my virginity" you giggled Warren let a smile play on his lips, cupping your cheek kissing your lips.
"Be my girlfriend" he asked his hand still on your cheek his thumb grazing over your cheekbone, you couldn't help but blush and smile "yes Warren I'll be your girlfriend"
"I love you y/n y/l/n" he smiled
"I love you too Warren lipka"
"Finally got your stoner boyfriend now" he joked nudging your shoulder, "shut up" you laughed getting up from the bed.
"OPEN THE DOOR" someone shouted making you and Warren laugh putting your clothes back on and go back to partying
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"The Ayla Descent Theory" of Mary Sues
"Children of the Earth," Luis Royo.
After the success of Jean M. Auel's stone age novel Clan of the Cave Bear, there was a very lengthy trend in the publishing world of stone age adventure novels aimed at women that lasted for a decade and only really fizzled out in the early 2000s. After all, "Ayla," the name of the main character of these books, was one of the top baby names of 1987.
The target audience for these books were weird midwestern aunts....you know, the Mists of Avalon and the Mercedes Lackey/Valdemar audience. Therefore, the Clan of the Cave Bear imitators also featured things of interest to the weird aunt audience: Scotland, redhaired women with sharp tongues, commanding wolves, Ireland, Feminism, riding herds of wild horses bareback in scenic locations, Wicca, matriarchial religions, swimming with dolphins....but above all else, American Indians (a culture this audience finds interesting, as anyone who has seen the home decor of a typical weird midwestern aunt can attest), with many novels set in Ice Age America, like Children of the Dawn, Reindeer Moon and the First Americans. Decades later, this audience would form the core fandom for Game of Thrones, and the character of Khaleesi Targaryen in particular.
These books almost assuredly still have a place of honor on the book shelf of the weirdest woman at your job.
Nearly all of these imitators have two of Clan of the Cave Bear's defining traits: 1) a supremely beautiful, usually blonde athletic and statuesque main character over 5'11" who does not realize that she is so beautiful and desirable, who is good at a variety of different skills and is friendly with animals like hawks, dolphins, or horses, and 2) a love triangle between this aforementioned blond but innocent Venus and two bodybuilder muscular he-men cave hunks, one of whom is a blonde guy with long rock star hair (it was the 80s), and the other being a buff black guy with dreadlocks (or otherwise ethnic in some way).
The heroine usually picks the blonde guy in the end, but the audience usually picks the ethnic guy.
In the late 90s and early 2000s, in the broader culture of fandom, it was fashionable to dump on "Mary Sues" (indulgent wish-fulfillment author personas in fanfiction) and the people who wrote them. Accusations of creating a Mary Sue approached a kind of hysteria. Even at the time, when everyone else was getting swept up in this, I thought that getting mad about aunties writing fanfiction showed a loss of perspective, and was a bit silly. Thankfully, we've benefitted from moral evolution: the consensus in fandom now is that writing aspirational characters is a harmless activity that tests a young writer's creative muscles, like the half-Vulcan pretty new ensign on the Enterprise that Kirk and Spock both fall in love with, or a new archer girl who Legolas falls in love with joining the Fellowship. This hate walked hand in hand with insecurities, in the exact same way that people worried about their appearance or concerned with their weight are often cruel to fat people, and there were frequent tests if this or that character in your writing was a Mary Sue.
There was a running joke in this 2000s culture of anti-self insertion called the "Ayla Descent Theory of Mary Sues." The joke was that Mary Sues came into existence because Ayla, the beautiful, athletic heroine of the Clan of the Cave Bear novels, was the ancestor of their entire lineage, as the first known Mary Sue to ever exist in the historical record, described as being a statuesque blonde who did everything right and was always at the center of love triangles, and who changed human history.
According to the running joke, Mary Sues everywhere were descended from Ayla from Clan of the Cave Bear, and she was the first to exist, and Ayla was the explanation of where all the Enterprise's new ensigns main characters fall in love with come from.
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Persuasion (smut)
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Morning bliss (smut)
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Their signs and heights
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