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dutifullynuttywitch · 3 months

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Sisterly advice

Wake the Dead fanfic

Pairing: Brynn Archer / Eva Archer (sisters)

@choicesfebruary2024 Prompt: Family

Summary: Eva and Brynn Archer enjoy a rare day off in the Tower.

Word count: 1,200

Rating: Teen

Today has been an almost perfect day, Eva Archer reflects.

She’d had the day off from pest control. Brynn and her crew were also on a rare break from scouting.

She and Brynn had woken up late, enjoyed a half decent meal for a change – scavengers had brought back apples from a nearby grove – and spent the afternoon playing cards with Cassidy, Dirk, Troy and Mack.

Even Troy had refrained from cheating, mostly. He’d slipped her a couple of aces under the table when her pile of chips had run dangerously low, grinning charmingly at Cassidy’s amused smirk, the others oblivious to the maneuver.

This was about as perfect a day as she could hope for within the confines of the Tower.

Her wandering thoughts sour at that.

The Tower.

Forever cooped inside a large, windowless, oppressive bunker. Surrounded by too many people, all busy eking out a living, oblivious to the world around them, living and working under the flickering of artificial neon lights.

Of course, there were bright spots in that otherwise bleak world.

Her Sister Brynn and her scouting crew, Cassidy, Dirk, Brianna. Their quirky friend Mack. And Troy, her best friend and partner in crime. They had become her adopted family. Made her existence in the Tower more bearable.

Eva dreams of being able to head out and see the world. Feel the grass between her toes again. Visit some old world relics she faintly remembered from her childhood and would avidly read about in Troy’s magazines - amusement parks, libraries, museums... She wants to swim in the sea. Feel the warm, salty breeze on her face.

Eva barely remembers life before the drones, before the Tower. She had been so young when people had started to change, when they’d lost their fathers and had been forced to flee. Brynn, still a child herself, taking on the parenting role.

“Hey! Earth to Eva! What are you daydreaming about?”

It’s the main reason she wants to become a scout so bad. To Brynn’s immense displeasure. Too dangerous, she’d growl, shutting down every attempt at a conversation.

Brynn pulls her out of her reverie with a light tug. Both sisters are sitting cross-legged on Brynn’s bottom bunk, the older sister’s hands nimbly working on braiding Eva’s fiery red hair.

“Nothing... I just.. I’m realizing, I’m starting to forget what the outside world looks like, feels like...” Eva murmurs, looking at her hands.

Brynn freezes, a pained look on her face.

“Eva...”

“And I know what you’re going to say, outside is dangerous, full of drones. And I know you’re right, I’m not trying to minimize the danger. But still, you get to actually leave this place for a while, breathe fresh air, feel the sun on your face... The last time I saw any of the outside world was when Troy ...”

Eva clamps her mouth shut, realizing she’d said too much.

“When you what? Eva, when the hell did you see the outside world with Troy?!” Brynn rounds on her, furious.

“It’s not like we left the tower or anything, Brynn! A... a few months ago, he took me to see the northern lights up on one of the top floors. We may have snuck back up a few times since... but only at night, with no one around to see us, I swear!”

“Are you kidding me, Eva?! Do you have any idea what’ll happen if Blackstock’s people find you sneaking into off limit areas? And after curfew at that?! God, I don’t know who's the worst influence between the two of you.”

Brynn stares at her, furious, then lets out an amused chuckle.

“You know, I thought the two of you were sneaking around making out or something. Was working myself up to the birds and bees talk. I definitely did not suspect late night stargazing. You’re such dorks!”

“Making out?! Birds and - what on earth gave you that ridiculous idea?” Eva splutters, face heating up.

“Oh come on, little sis, I’m not blind. I can see how you look at each other. And the not-so-subtle flirting.”

Wait, what does Brynn mean about Troy looking at me like… Eva’s mind spins as she thinks back to their daily interactions. His charming smile, his soft brown eyes sparkling with mischief and affection…

Nah, he’s just being friendly, as he’s always been. My best friend, nothing more, nothing less.

Could they ever be something more?

She shakes the thoughts away.

Brynn smirks, enjoying her sister’s discomfort a little too much.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Eva mumbles, “Troy's just a friend. Besides, he’s a huge flirt. And a goofball. And an ass more often than not. He’s really not my type.”

“Uh Huh. You keep telling yourself that.” Brynn smiles, amused.

“Okay, since we’re going there, what about you and Dirk? I see the way he looks at you. The guy worships the ground you walk on!” Eva turns towards her big sister, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes.

Brynn becomes serious, a little hesitant.

“Dirk and I... It’s complicated. I know he cares about me. And I do have… feelings. But when you’re out with someone risking your lives on a near daily basis, you need to fully trust them. Right now, we have a great dynamic going with him, Cassidy, Brianna. We have each other’s backs, but we also know none of us will hesitate to do the hard thing if one of us got bit. If Dirk and I became something more, I’m worried it’d cloud our judgement if things went south...”

Eva takes in the admission, brows knitted, then grabs her big sister in a crushing hug.

“Brynn, you deserve happiness. And love - even if it’s with someone as grumpy as Dirk.”

Brynn scoffs at that, but Eva continues.

“I swear, you’re always putting everyone’s needs and wellbeing ahead of yours. Even the damn job. You’re always looking out for me -”

“It’s my job, even though you don’t make it easy, you brat!”

“Well, if you weren’t such a stuck-up ass all the time ...”

“Watch it, lil sis...” Brynn growls, eyes narrowing in warning.

“Or what? You gonna -”

Eva squeals as Brynn lunges at her, jumping off the bed. She ducks as a pillow sails right above her head.

“I swear Eva, I don’t know how I even put up with you.” Brynn mutters, getting up to grab her boots.

“’It’s cause you loooove me!”

“You’re lucky we’re related or you’d be out on your ass. Now get a move on or we’ll miss evening rations.”

“Yeah yeah.” Eva smirks.

She suddenly turns serious, pensive.

“For what it’s worth, Brynn, I get your concern that letting someone in may… complicate an already good thing. But if you don’t, you can also miss out on the chance of something amazing.”

Brynn stops to ponder. Then smirks.

“Wait, actual words of wisdom from my little sis? I guess you did learn something in between all your suspensions. Any chance you’ll follow your own advice?”

“… I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Riiiight.”

Eva rolls her eyes, wrapping an arm around Brynn to give her a hug.

Brynn reaches up and playfully rubs her knuckles on her sister’s head.

“Ouch! Brat!”

Both sisters giggle and tease each other as they head out into the labyrinth of neon-lit hallways.

#choices monthly challenge #wake the dead fanfic #wake the dead reread #choices february challenge #family #storge #troy hassan x eva archer #troy hassan #playchoices #brynn archer

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queenrepent · 7 months

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uhf yaoi x2

#uhf #george newman #bob steckler #stanley spadowski #borge #storge #uhf yaoi #ibispaintx #digital doodle #winter.png

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apenitentialprayer · 1 month

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Raising Christian Children: Becoming a Living Example

And there are very many good people who are very defective in their views of what and how a child should be taught. Their entire method is inappropriate, and consequently inefficient, if not deleterious. They set up too high a standard, one which neither they nor their children can keep. They tie down the buoyant spirit of childhood to austerities, and irksome duties and restraints, instead of winning and cheering it by what us lovely, and pure, and joyous. They disappoint and discourage it by demanding forms of experience which no properly nurtured child can ever have. […] These persons […] needed rather to be bathed in affection and love, and encouraged to the easy duties of becoming their age, in meek reliance upon the merciful Saviour. Probably when they were overtaken in mistakes or unconscious wrong, they have been harshly chided as wilful offenders, when they should have been pitied for their infirmities, and gently assured of forgiveness, if they did but sincerely set out to be more guarded and watchful in the future. [...] And we may lecture and threaten them, and better and bruise their tender souls; but instead of making them pious, it will only extinguish in them what most of all should be cultivated, and crush that sensibility which is the great hope of their being. We are not savages, but fathers, and mothers, and Christians. We are to aim and study to inspire our children with a new life, and to this end, the Spirit of God must perpetually reign in us. And every child which the providence of God may place at our hearth should operate upon us as a motive, strong as the love we bear it, to make us pure in our walk, and Christ-like in our spirit. We must let our children see and feel that religion is the chief concern with us —the great object of our own lives— or it is not likely to become the chief concern with them. No mock piety —no sanctimony of phrase, or longitude of countenance— nothing but a real life in the light of God's face, and the actual holding in exercise of the spirit we desire to see in our children, will suffice. Our character must be made a model character; for it will be their great copy. Every look, and smile, and word should be tempered in the Redeemer's love; for it will be translated into their hearts. And every reproof and correction should be softened with Christian affection, lest it should only stir up anger, hatred, and revenge.

- Joseph Seiss ("The Training of Little Ones for Christ," a sermon given in February of 1853). Bolded emphasis added.

#Christianity #Lutheranism #parenting #Jesus Christ #faith #religious abuse #love #judgment #agape #sacrifice #storge #priorities #Imitatio Dei #parenthood

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awesomedurraworld · 3 months

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SIGN UPS ARE OPEN!

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old-dramas · 1 year

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Hey, Nana. Do you remember when we first met?

NANA (2005) dir. Ohtani Kentaro

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zhoufeis · 3 months

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授她以柄 China, 2024.

#授她以柄 #have a soft spot for her #su yan #yu wenyuan #su yan x yu wenyuan #richard li #ming jia jia #李菲 #明加加 #cdramaedit #cdramasource #dailyasiandramas #storge #userthing #perioddramaedit #perioddramasource #onlyperioddramas #*mine

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aeshnalacrymosa · 1 year

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My mood dropped yesterday and I just gotta let something out so I did this quick sketch.

#luisa madrigal #bruno madrigal #tío bruno #platonic #madrigal family #storge #encanto fanart #artstreet medibang #medibangpaint #medibang paint #medibang art #medibang #aeshna's art

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tytangfei · 2 years

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“Why do you have to marry me?”

“Because I hate you. All the way here, you rack your brain to kill my right-hand men. You almost made it. I want to use the means you hate the most to get back at you. To torture you.”

Lost Track of Time (2022)

#lost track of time #cdramaedit #cdrama: lost track of time #cdrama #chinese dramas #jing chao #mu ze #lost track of time 2022 #cdrama actor #it's about ! the almost tear in his right eye!!#and also about how obsessive he is about her lmao #bittergloss #storge #i believe yalls watched this toooooo but let me know if you dont want to be tagged #anyway. i'm obsessed with jing chao #he is sooo good at villain roles who are also so pitiful and hot #;u;#jina makes gifs #jinatimegifs

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a-j-s-the-only · 4 months

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Storge, parental love

There is no bond like a parent and child

We would both walk an extra mile

To be sweet when the world is vile

There is no love like a parent and a child

#poems on tumblr #poemsbyme #poem #poets on tumblr #my art #life #poets corner #poetsclub #poets cafe #poetry #Art #7 #greek #Storge

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twelvedozenterrors · 7 months

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Storge

hxuse-of-muses:

{♚}—; Isaak smiled at the friendly greeting from the hatchling as he quickly grabbed onto his hand to hug it. It was always nice to have Cosmos visiting and lately he was accompanied plenty of times by Henry. Once his attention diverted away towards the flock of Cowleks he decided to stand by and watch as he held the gate open for his two guests to enter. As Cosmos stepped inside and Isaak closed the gate for them, he watched as the cowleks looked in the direction of the two dragons that entered their enclosure, as Henry pointed out their big eyes.

“Yes, that’s right Henry their eyes are pretty big but they are fairly docile and friendly as well.” He scratched his head gently and made sure he was secure as he got closer, intending to help him if he was interested in petting them. The Cowleks started to wander around, approaching Cosmos as he kneeled down closer to their level and to let Henry get closer as well while in the pouch. Some looked up and focused on Henry, and some focused on Cosmos looking up at them and reaching closer to them with their trunks out of curiosity. One of them even decided to settle and right next to Cosmos or rather against him while he was within some of their reach seeming to realize the two of them were friendly.

There was an instinctual need for the cowleks to look up from whatever they were doing and notice the intruders upon their entry, though they would remain calm, having been trained to trust dragons.

Evidently they were feeling social; most immediately chose to crowd around Cosmos (more accurately, fast by sluggish livestock standards) even before he knelt down.

The petting zoo experience had officially started - Henry was up close and personal with the cowleks now, not quite at their eye level from where he’d been in the pouch, but still positioned in a good spot for getting greeted with a faceful of nostrils.

Now it was his turn to have big eyes - whenever he wasn’t squinting from the feeling of breath against his face - astounded by how dexterous they were with their trunks.

Henry could only stare at the cowleks at first, unsure if they were trying to touch or smell him and Cosmos. The baby dragon wasn’t afraid in the slightest, simply at a loss with how he was meant to respond to such an unorthodox gesture.

He would make up his mind after letting out a huff of air he’d failed to notice he’d been withholding - it was time to bite the bullet.

Slowly and carefully as to not spook them, Henry extended his hand towards one of the trunks...only to discover that the cowlek was just as interested in petting his appendage, softly tapping and feeling around his arm and claws before lowering their elongated nose and allowing the befuddled tot to stroke it.

#henry #henry ic #cosmos ic #isaak ic #hxuseofmuses #storge

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ettawritesnstudies · 6 months

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I just came up with a bunch of new gods and goddesses for a Laoche Pantheon so send me asks about them! Here are the names:

The Artist: The Maker of All

Death: The Keeper of Souls and Stories

Maara (Goddess of Waters) and Neren (God of the Fishes and Sea Beasts)

Pescira: Mother of the merfolk

Daza (God of the Earth) and Nymbi (Goddess of Animals)

Debila and Atila: the mother twins of the humans

Aitho (God of the Air) and Aquila (Goddess of the birds)

Avio: Father of the avians

Craft Spirits

Lara, Illara, and Aral: The Sun, Moon, and Rings

Oren (God of the plants and forests, also medicine and poisoning)

Erlea (Goddess of the bugs)

Relics: Luca and Madelyn - protagonists of Storge and Laoche respectively

#etta rambles #storge #laoche #the laoche chronicles

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a-bts-world · 3 months

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Chapter 2

As Mariposa walks through the hallway she sees multiple arches on the left side, they all seem to lead to the same big living room, which has three couches around a coffee table and two more couches further back in the room. On her right side she passes a door with a glass window, where the inside looks like a meeting room. Further down the hall she sees two doors on the right side, one on the left and in the middle there is another archway, this one leads to a room with a big table. It kind of looks like the eating area and she remembers Jaemin telling her that he eats with all of his family at the same time. The doors on the right have a name engraved in them. So Mariposa beliefs the door on the right is most likely to be the kitchen door. She thus decides to enter the room and look for Kun. However she doesn’t see Kun, there are two other men instead.

“Hello, I am looking for Kun? Jae told me he would be in the kitchen,” Mariposa shyly explains to the two men. The man with the black hair nods his head, he seems to understand her question. The man with the brown hair however just looks confused. He asks Mariposa which Jae told her this information. “You have multiple people named Jaemin?” Mariposa responds in disbelief, both men start laughing.

“No, but we do have a Jaehyun and a Jaemin. So we didn’t really understand who you were referring to, but we understand now. I am Johnny and this is Doyoung. Kun however went towards Taeyong’s office. So why were you looking for him?” The brown haired man asks, while the other man, Doyoung, is still trying to regain himself.

“Well, Kun was supposed to tell me about everything that is going on here. Well actually Jaemin would do that, but he followed someone else into an office,” Mariposa explained. Johnny gestures Mari to sit down in front of him, while Doyoung takes a seat next to him.

“Since we don’t know what you know already, I will start with the basics. If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to ask them. By the way, do you want anything to drink?” Johnny asks, getting up from his seat and getting some cups. As the man stands up, Mariposa realizes how tall he is, she suddenly gets a bit intimidated by him. Such a tall man, who is part of the mafia, he can’t be nice, can he? “So we will start with who we are. We are NeoCityTeam, but most people know us as NCT. We are a big organization, with multiple units working separately from each other. We have four main units. The first one is NCT 127, then we have NCT dream and WayV, lastly we have NCT U. NCT 127 is the unit that is based here in Seoul, from here we try to make new ties outside of South-Korea. 127 consists of mostly the older members, we handle most of the actually fighting and stuff like that. When a connection to another place is made, it is necessary to maintain it, that is where other units come in. We only have a China based unit for now, but Taeyong is negotiating with the Japanese mafia. WayV handles our contact with the Chinese mafia. Then lastly we have the Dreamies, they are the youngest members we have. They are mostly doing undercover work or other things around the base, nothing too gruesome or cruel. Jaemin is part of the Dreamies. Lastly we have NCT U, the united unit. This is when Taeyong just picks random members to work on a certain assignment, no matter which group they normally operate with.” Johnny explains. As he ends his explanation Mariposa wonders who Taeyong is and why he decides these things. So as Doyoung asks whether she has any questions, she tells him this.

“Well Taeyong is our leader, he makes all the big decisions,” Doyoung answers. Mariposa nods, telling the two men that she is just curious to know what all of the men are doing. “Since we are 23 in total right now, I guess it would be easier for you to learn everyones function as you meet them. That way you can pair the name and function to a face. We will start with us. I am Doyoung, that is Johnny and we are part of 127. I am the guns specialist, while Johnny is a hand to hand combat soldier also training possible new members. Jaemin is a undercover agent, who is focusing on negotiating. Kun is the leader of WayV, our medic and also the person who does most of the cooking in the house. I believe Jeno and Yangyang were also in the car with you? Jeno is part of dream. He is also an undercover agent and he makes sure we have enough explosives. Yangyang is a member of the Chinese unit, where he mostly works as undercover agent and as a hacker. You will meet the other members later today.”

Just when Doyoung finished, Jaemin entered the kitchen. “hii kid, how did it go?” Johnny question the younger boy, ruffling through his hair. Jaemin just huffs at him, knowing Johnny is teasing him. “okay, sorry I asked,” Johnny genuinely apologizes, giving the boy a hug. “we explained a few things to Mariposa, maybe you wanna do the rest?” Jaemin nods and the two elder men leave the kitchen.

“So what should I tell you?” Jaemin wonders as he sits down next to Mariposa, putting his arm around her shoulder. Mariposa just shrugs her shoulders.

“I think they explained a lot already, but I was wondering if we could meet your other brothers and maybe you can give me a tour through the house.”

“Yes, good idea. Let’s do that! So right now we are in the kitchen, as you know. As you can see we are now sitting at a dinner table, this is the smaller dining table, mostly used for breakfast or for when the women in the house have their monthly girl dinner. As you will see tonight. Now let me show you the rest of the first floor.” Jaemin explains as he stands up and walks towards one of the two doors in the kitchen. “This door will leads to the hallway and is probably how you entered the room. This one, on the left, is the door to the dining room,” Jaemin says and opens the door. Excited to explore the house, Mariposa follows Jaemin. Once they enter the dining room Mariposa is in awe by the size of the table. She knew Jaemin has a big group of people surrounding him, but seeing that they eat dinner on such a big table is astonishing. “Now let’s continue, If we go back to the hallway, we see two studies across the kitchen. These are for Taeil and Taeyong. This hallway leads to poison room. We won’t enter today, but maybe some other time,” Jaemin continues casually, while pointing towards the hallway on the left. On the right is the living room, Jaemin explains that with this many people living in one house they needed a lot of couches, which is why this room has so many. Across the living room is the glass door that Mariposa saw earlier. “That is the meeting room, whenever we have something big planned, Taeyong holds all meetings in this room.” Then the two are back at the main entrance of the house. Jaemin quickly explains that the other hallway leads to the gym, a training room and the garage. So up they go. “All younger members sleep on the first floor of the building. So we are with ten of us right now, but there are some rooms empty. The second one to the left is my room,” Jaemin explains. He continues telling that the two rooms next to the stairs, going to the third floor, are another two studies, one for Mark and one for Kun. They don’t go upstairs, since there is nothing important really besides more rooms. “Maybe now we can go to the garage or training room, some of my brothers should be there,” Jaemin mentions as they walk back down. Mariposa is overwhelmed by all the new information, so she just nods, going along with whatever Jaemin is saying.

“Hi Jaemin! Are you here to do some training?” a smaller man with multiple tattoos and longer black hair ask Jaemin as they enter the training room. With the mention of Jaemin’s name another person peeks up from the back of the room and comes sprinting forward.

“Jae! How was your day?”

“Hello Chenle, my day is pretty good so far. How is yours?” Jaemin asks hugging one of his younger brothers. Chenle explains how he has to train with Ten because of something he said to Taeyong, he doesn’t even notice Mariposa. Ten on the other hand, does notice her. He stares straight at her, Mari just shyly waves at Ten. Hiding behind Jaemin. “Oh yeah, Chenle, Ten I almost forgot. This is Mariposa, my girlfriend,” Jaemin says, smiling from ear to ear.

“Oh hello, my name is Chenle,” the boy with the red hair says. After shaking hands with Mariposa he just skips away, back to his place at the back of the room. Ten also introduces himself and tells Mariposa not to worry about the weird boy.

After some small talk Jaemin and Mariposa head towards the next room. The garage. As they open the door, loud music welcomes them. It is a very big garage with 15 cars in multiple colors, from multiple brands. However she sees no one in the room. “Jae!” Jaemin screams, that must be the Jaehyun that Johnny and Doyoung talked about. Suddenly a cart comes riding out from underneath on of the cars, with a man on top of it. The man has a tool in his hand and something black on his face. That must be motoroil or something. Mariposa has no understanding of cars, so it could basically be anything.

“Hello there, my name is Jaehyun. I am in charge of making sure these pretty cars are still working correctly. I guess you must be Mariposa, Johnny told me about you. Are you enjoying yourself?” Jaehyun asks, whiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

“Hello Jaehyun, yes, I am Mariposa. Nice to meet you! I don’t know if I can ask. But I am going to do it anyway. Besides fixing the cars, is there something else you do for the team?” Mariposa shyly asks. She doesn’t know whether this is an appropriate question, but she is curious. Jaehyun tells her, that her question is no problem. He focuses on the cars and making good deals, negotiating with other mafia organizations. However he explains that he can also do some hand to hand combat and is one of the better shooters. “Thanks for answering my question. Jaemin and I are going to look around some more. But I will see you later today,” Mariposa responds and Jaemin agrees with her. He grabs her hand and shows her the way to the next location. They spend a big portion of the afternoon walking around the house, introducing all members that are home to Mariposa.

#storge #nct mafia fic #nct mafia au #mafia au #neo culture technology #nct 127 #nct dream #wayv #nct wish #nct 2021 #nct 2020

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