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lookismaddict · 21 days

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Kouji + Reader (Sister) Headcannons

A/N: This is a familial relationship between you and Kouji. Don't be weird about it lol.

Kouji can be a mean brother who teases his sister a lot, but he tries not to overdo it

He's recognized as the genius kid of the family, and he would point that out to you as if that were obvious. But, he also tries not to do it often and he doesn't want you to feel insecure about it since he still cares about you.

Kouji is super protective over you, especially whenever you use his computer at home

One day, you were curious, wondering why he’s always so addicted to using his PC (computer in the day, computer at night) so you decide to snoop through his computer when you got home from school before him

While passing through his login on his computer, you look through his desktop on his computer and you find normal files relating to school, gaming applications, and… a spreadsheet document that’s titled “Money Log”, which you don’t find too suspicious. (He’s just a teen who wants to properly organize his money. How is that suspicious? 🤔)

Nothing seems to catch your eye, so you decided to look deeper by going through his history of accessed documents, files, and software installations

You noticed a software installation called “VPN” and a folder that says “Private” on there. But, his private folder was locked and it was under password authorization

While you were still trying to figure out his password, Kouji would catch you right when he came home from school and ask you what you were doing on his computer with a stern face, trying to hide his nervousness. However, when you cut him off and asked about how you so happened to find a “Private” folder on his PC, he immediately admitted that it was p*rn for you to shut up about it. (Is he really telling the truth though? You can't tell.)

Obviously, Kouji can also be secretive towards his sister, but also wary of what he does online and at home whenever you decide to crash and hang out in his room

The both of you would often play PC games together like horror games like "Welcome to the Game" (totally up his alley), Minecraft, Roblox, Valorant, etc. He usually does the game controls for you, while you sit there with him and watch him do all of the work. But, if you ask him if he can take control of the gameplay, he lets you but he teases you by saying, "You suck at this." which then leads to a never-ending banter between you two.

However, you don't just play PC games together, but also multi-player mobile games like Genshin Impact (he doesn't want to admit to you that this is his favorite game), Among Us (yes on mobile), and Stardew Valley.

Whenever you guys are bored together, you'd go on weird websites like Omegle or Chatroulette. Often times, he'd try and hack the other person on the other side of the screen ("just for fun" he says) and you had to scold him and try to convince him not to do it for the sake of the poor person on the other side. Most of the time, he just ignores you and just does it anyway. He justifies his own actions as some sort of necessary justice by pointing out, "See? These people are sick, just look at them! Nasty old geezers..."

You noticed how he's a Discord addict who's a part of a bunch of servers online with various aliases. He's a Discord mod for many servers, whether those servers serve as a purpose for gaming and hacking communities. But most of the servers he's on, he mostly hacks into them to troll people online through phishing links and sends random files in group chats that are actually malicious.

You have a strong feeling that he occupies his time doing something more than just trolling online users and playing video games. Since he's so good at hacking and online security, you have to admit that your brother is a technical genius. If that's the case, then you would assume that his hacking capabilities might exceed more than just surface web level. Even if that possibility might lean towards him exploring the Dark Web. (He's your brother. Of course, he would.)

Sometimes whenever he would take a break from using his computer all day doing God knows what, he would join you on the couch and watch a horror movie or a game show

While watching that movie/game show, he would criticize the show or movie by saying, “They are so dumb. I mean, why can’t they just run?” or “Why can’t they get such a simple question right? Are they stupid?” And your only answer for him is: “They just aren’t as smart as you, Kouji.” and your responses always boosts his ego, even if your replies were a bit sarcastic

While watching TV together, he would often eat candies or sweets and he would share them with you

In the living room whenever you two are free from homework or just so happened to be bored, you'd challenge him to play Super Smash Bros. on the Switch. And every single time, he'd mostly beat you in every single round by using his favorite character to fight: Ness (Of course he would use him. I call this canon.)

While playing Super Smash Bros, he would call you out for choosing weird characters to fight like Isabelle, the Villager from Animal Crossing, the Pirahna Plant, and even the Wii Fit Trainer (YES, THE FUCKING WII FIT TRAINER.), and he would call all of them weak. "What the hell? Out of all of the characters you chose, you decided to fight as them? No wonder you died so quickly." His insults didn't stop you from challenging him for rematches.

Whenever you ask him to help you on your homework, he would begrudgingly help you. (Basically, you’re the only person who he would help without blackmailing or without charging you with anything in return for his service.)

Kouji would eat the treats you bake, whether that be cookies, cakes, and other desserts. Especially, the strawberry cakes that you'd make and you would share it with him.

Whenever you mention a boy or a male friend, he would seem very nonchalant about it and dismiss the subject. But you wouldn’t know that he would do research on the poor boy, social engineer to hack into that boy’s accounts (financial accounts or not), and commit cyberattacks on him (viruses, DDoS attacks, phishing, etc.)

Whenever the both of you end up in an argument, you apologize a few days later by sneaking into his room and place sweets on his desk with a bottle/can of grape soda in front of his computer with a little note that usually says small messages like, "Truce? :)" or "I'll give you this peace offering if you let me off the hook." and he would usually accept the gifts and reluctantly eat them.

You would dye his hair purple for him, whenever he asks you to do it and recolor his hair once in a while.

As siblings, you'd do each other a solid at home with the typical "you owe me" exchange. This is your own little way of showing how much you care and look after each other.

You're aware that Kouji has a job, since you caught him one day with a check in his hand that had a bunch of 0's for its amount. You asked him, "Where'd you get that from?" and he would simply say, "My job."

You were a bit shocked to hear that he has a job so your conversation with him ended up being sarcastic and blunt. This is how it went:

"What job?"

"The job that I work for."

"No shit. I meant, where do you work at?"

"Some company."

"Some company? Bullshit. And they'd actually hire someone as young as you? You're barely 16."

"And? The other people that they've interviewed before me were all a bunch of idiots in the first place."

"Huh... I guess that makes sense."

Finally, you two left it at that and decided to never tell your parents about it. After all, what are siblings for anyways?

#lookism #lookism manhwa #lookism webtoon #lookismaddict #lookism fandom #lookism memes #lookism meme #lookism imagines #lookism x reader #lookism fanfic #lookism headcanons #kouji #lookism kouji #kouji lookism #we need more Kouji recognition in this fandom #manhwa #webtoon

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keirawantstocry · 2 months

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Poly Morning Crew but Vampires/Vampire Hunters :> Pretty please?

emerges from Google docs covered in blood, sweat, and tears

hey

Fit was a hunter first. That was his priority. He was raised a hunter. 14 years old with a shotgun full of silver bullets in his hands. He killed his first at 14. Anyone else would consider it crazy. Insane even. To Fit it was just life. It's what the Minecraft family did. Ever since years and years before when their great great grandfather Philza first began the hunt of the ungodly beasts.

Phil was a legend among hunters. The man who first realized that vampires were living among them. Who realized the clubs that lay in the deep city housed thousands of hissing beasts who would bring the crowds in before sending the people home with no memories but the bite marks on their necks. They got sloppy, a friend of Phil's went missing the night she went to the club. They found her dead tossed behind the place with her body shredded open. That's when the hunt began. He killed nearly 70 of the monsters before he disappeared all those years ago. Nobody knew what had happened to him. But his children were hunters. His grandchildren were raised as hunters. And their children and grandchildren after that.

So the bloody reality was all Fit knew. He learned to see the patterns. To see the trail of bodies they left behind and kill them before they could do any more damage.

When Fit was born his parents thought their mission was close to over. There hadn't been vampire activity in years. They trained him up anyway. Just in case. Their son would be strong, the greatest warrior and hunter this world had seen.

He lost them both to a vampire nest on the morning of his 17th birthday. It was that day that Fit swore to hunt down the nest that had done it and kill every last son of a bitch there.

Pac had been Turned when he was 28. By an apologetic young boy named Tubbo. It was comedic in fact, the way he got Turned. Pac was a human who knew, who volunteered to get his blood sucked. He had to admit the adrenaline did a lot for him, even after losing to his leg when his dear vampire friend Cellbit was a little *too* hungry. But it wasn't what turned him. Turning could only be done by drinking another vampire's blood.

In stories it would seem hard to do this by accident due to the fact there was no reason to store vampire blood. But they did.

Tubbo had explained it to him once over some drinks. According to him the blood of different species tasted different. But vampire blood tasted the best. The metaphor he used was “human blood is like a nice juicy steak but vampire blood is like a pure shot of the sweetest honey on Earth”. So Tubbo drank both. Well that's to say he drank many different creature's blood. But the main, the best he claimed, were human and vampire.

He gave him the wrong glass. By the time they noticed the process had already started. Tubbo apologized a thousand times over but Pac always waved him away. “It's so okay dude. I've always wondered what it would be like to be a vampire.”

He had nothing to leave to be honest. Mike was immortal, the goddess that possessed his body made sure of that. Any other friends he had were the vampires he held his company with. His family was long gone, parents and siblings.

The vampires became his family.

Tubbo was 20 when he was turned. He was a very new vampire. He spent his first ten years in a haze of mindless killing before he was found and taught the ropes, taught how to take care when biting, how to keep the victims alive. He was only 31 years old in human time when he met Pac. 32 when he turned him. His mentor described his mental state as much younger. He had been in a frenzy for ten years, he was barely 22 mentally. Tubbo couldn't help but be glad about that cause no way in hell was he ready to be 32 years old. Even now with vampiric timing it felt too old. He struggled with the implications of turning Pac but the man had nobody left outside of the vampire world. They lived together, Pac moved in. At first Tubbo insisted they build a room for him but once again Pac waved him off.

It was safer to sleep in the same bed anyway.

Family. It was a word that Tubbo hadn't really felt in years. He didn't remember his parents or if he had any siblings. Pac became his family, his life, his heart. His everything.

That was all that truly mattered.

There was a nest close by, Fit could feel it. There had been signs for weeks in this small town in the west. People with a lack of memories, strange unexplained blood loss, and bites on their necks.

Fit ducked quickly behind a wall as the current subject he was stalking did a half turn to look behind her. A moment later he heard a door open and then close. Peeking out he saw that she was gone, presumably into the large door at the end of the alley with a blinking red exit sign above it.

He followed after her. Bingo, he thought as he stepped right into the back of a club. In the very back corner he saw two men, one hunched over the other with his mouth on his neck. Dark hair covered the work he was doing but what else could it possibly be? Creeping over, he slowly pulled out his knife and pulled the guy off the other, holding the knife to his throat. They both gasped as he pressed the metal hard against the man's throat. “Don't move a muscle. I know what gig you're pulling in here.”

The man still lay half dazed, leaning against the stage and blinked up at him with hazy dark eyes. His hair was mussed and a bright flush covered his cheeks.“What the fuck man?”

Fit felt the man he held at knife point giggle from where they were pressed together. “Can't a man kiss his boyfriend?”

Fit hesitated. Had he been wrong? Had he actually just interrupted a lovers tyrst?

His grip on the knife slackened as his eyes shot to the man's neck. It was a hickey.

Fuck.

He released the man and he stumbled forward to his boyfriend before turning to face Fit. “You aren't a vampire?”

The dark haired man laughed while his half blonde boyfriend laughed and slowly stood up. He was a gorgeous man, dark hair and dark eyes with a beautiful yet wicked smile. “Oh, I am. We just both are.”

Fit raised his knife again, panic sweeping through his veins. So he had been right.

“Who are you?” the younger looking man asked. “Most humans don't know anything about us.”

“He's a hunter, Tubbo,” the other man said. “Look at the way he holds himself.” He laughed again. “I thought hunters gave up years ago.”

Fit gritted his teeth. These bastards were cocky and annoying. “My parents taught me. And their parents before them. And their parents before them. Our great grandfather found out about you and we have sworn to make sure you hellspawn all rot in hell like you deserve. Phil started this job and I'm going to finish it.”

Both men laughed and it grated on his nerves.

“Do you hear this shit Pac?” the younger looking one, Tubbo, crowed.

“What's your name?” the one called Pac asked.

“Fit.”

“Last name?”

“Minecraft.”

They both stared at him, their laughter fading quickly. “You related to Philza?” the half blonde one asked.

Instantly his guard was up even higher. “You know my great grandfather? How old are you freaks?”

“We know Philza,” Tubbo said casually as if it didn't flip Fit's world entirely on it's head.

His heart felt like it shattered at that moment. “Excuse me?”

“We know him,” Pac repeated, slipping his arm through his boyfriend's. “Wanna meet him?”

Fit wasn't sure exactly what compelled him to follow the two men. Morbid curiosity perhaps? Whatever it was, he listened to it.

The place they led him to was an old building, a little house near the edge of town. Beautiful plants grew plentifully out of a lovely garden in the back.

Pac rapped his fist on the carved dark oak door. It was gorgeous. “Oi, Phil! We have a visitor!”

The door swung open. A young blonde boy stood there with a golden duck floatie around his middle.

“Hi Chayanne!” Tubbo said as he picked up the young one and spun him around. It was domestic. Fit couldn't help but feel conflicted about the love between these monsters.

Behind the young child a man appeared. But he wasn't a man no. It was a creature. A man like one with large black wings and sharp black talons. Shoulder length blonde hair was pulled back at the base of his skull with a green ribbon. He smiled and it was soft, too soft. “Hey guys what brings you all the way out here?”

“We got someone who wants to meet you,” Tubbo said as he shifted the young boy to his side, the boy resting his head ever so gently on the vampire's shoulder. The amount of trust was debilitating to everything he knew.

The avian turned to look at him. “Yes?”

“Let's go inside,” Pac suggested as he placed his hand gently on Fit's arm. For some reason he let him. “This man is about to have his world absolutely wrecked.”

Fit was gripping the side of the couch hard. It couldn't be. It just couldn't possibly be.

Phil was staring at him from the other couch, the other side of the room. His son was in his arms, the two vampires were perched on either side of the couch Fit sat on.

“You're immortal,” he said slowly. “And you live with vampires?”

Phil nodded. “I hunted them down when I was younger it's true. But they were the ones who took me in when I discovered my wings, discovered my immortality. They're kind, Fit.”

“They killed my parents,” Fit spat.

Philza looked sympathetic. It hurt. Fit averted his eyes to look down at the floor. “I'm sorry for that. But you can't blame their deaths on every single vampire. They may be out here drinking blood but do you see killings? Be honest with yourself mate. My friends here aren't doing any harm.”

Fit let out a deep breath and sunk back into the couch. “It's hard to believe. Cut me some slack. It's all I fucking know.”

“Then let us teach you more,” Pac said. Fit cut his eyes over to him and was entranced by the sincerity in his dark eyes.

“You would?” he asked. It felt easy but he couldn't help but want it. To put down his weapons and rest. For the first time in decades. He just wanted to rest.

“Of course.”

“My parents,” Fit said slowly. “I want justice for them.”

Pac's eyes lit up. “We'd be willing to help. Well. Me and Tubbo at least. I do love a good killing. Can't blame me for that considering you're also a killer.”

Tubbo laughed, high and crazy while Phil chuckled to himself.

“I'd say you'd do good to go with these two,” he suggested. “They're good boys. You know damn well most vampires woulda just killed you as soon as they knew who you were.”

Tubbo shrugged. “We like ‘em crazy.”

Fit looked over at him now, staring intently at those eyes, at the elegant undead face.

It was crazy. Considering going with these two. But hell there was just something about them. So when he finally said, “okay,” it felt like the beginning of something life changing.

#fitpacbo #qsmp #my writing #fanfiction #poly morning crew #qsmp morning crew #qsmp shipping #q!fit #q!tubbo #q!philza #q!pac #qsmp chayanne #pacbo

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glittering-moonlillie · 1 year

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Do you have any random headcannon? If yes can you tell us? 🐑

Random Headcanons for the Batboys!

Yes yes yes I love this idea! Here are some random thoughts from my little noggin.

When Damian was younger, he totally would sleep in animal onesies and imitate any new animal he learned about. He totally had a capybara phase where he would dance around like one.

Tim totally recorded that as future blackmail

I have mentioned before that Damian is a bad cook, but I take that back (only partially). The only food he does know how to make are special arabic dishes that his mother taught him. So sometimes if his beloved is feeling especially tired but still wants something from home, he'll roll up his sleeves and make Kabsa!

We all know that Jason is a literature nerd so it would only make sense that he would write gay Nick Carraway and Jay Gatsby fanfiction during his earlier years. No one knows about this except for maybe Alfred.

I am complete stan for nerdy Tim watching X-Files and Psych and Monk and Gravity Falls and such, and creating huge power point presentations explaining the Lebam v Mabel theory (among other such things)

Dick has won Sexiest Man of the Year a few times, perhaps before Bruce himself. The family has the magazine hung up like a museum piece.

Tim exposed Damian to video games such as Pokemon and Animal Crossing and he has been hooked ever since. I like to imagine that Damian prefers softer games like Slime Rancher and Minecraft rather than First Person Shooters or RPG's.

Any batfamily member loves to see their s/o in any of their merch. Especially the more possessive ones. They love the idea of coming home from patrol and seeing you spread out on the bed, passed out and wearing, say a specified hoodie with their branding on it. It probably turns them on, ngl

Dick and Jason really love Disney movies. They could probably cry over the sadder ones.

I want to see Tim have his own coffee brand.

#Batboy headcanons #Damian Wayne x Reader #Batfamily #Batfam #Damian Wayne #Damian Al Ghul #Dick Grayson #Jason Todd #Tim Drake #Bruce Wayne #Batman #Alfred Pennyworth #Batfam x Reader #DC #Comics #Nightwing #Red Hood #Red Robin #Robin

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lifesteal-headcanons · 10 months

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i love the idea of the lifestealers being a very infamous and distinctive bunch of people in the wider minecraft canon universe: among the many other SMPs, hardcore solo players, creative world builders, ancient hypixel masters, and whatnot, the lifestealers are uniquely unhinged in that they will have the most complicated histories of layered betrayal & mass murder & abandonment & permadeath & marriage & complex polyamorous divorce within themselves, and yet they’ve formed a sort of deep pack bond with each other that exists on a whole unique layer of human relationships and really shows itself when they try to mingle with people from other servers.

like, they’ll participate in an inter-server tournament event with speedrunners and vault hunters and other c!minecrafters who are friends with each other in normal ways such as “we lived close by for a while and shared resources” and then you check the relationship status between two lifestealers and they’ve got convoluted painful queerplatonic history beyond one’s wildest imagination. “who’s that guy on the opposing team you’re cheering for?” “oh just my good friend :]” and the “good friends” in question have previously murdered all their allies together and fallen in love and killed each other and not spoken for two years then moved in together with a pet camel or whatever. idfk. the lifestealers destroy their competition then go back home to continue cooking the worst relationship charts of all time.

the lifestealers would come across to many others as deeply abnormal, especially in longer-term interactions. they’re casually violent and deceptive and used to instability in ways that make them hilariously incompatible with other people. imagine inviting a guest over to your homely neighborhood and they remove the floorboards of every house they enter to check for death traps like it’s just social norm. they pocket 2/3 of your gold and diamonds and also your cobwebs for some reason. their everyday movements like running and striking hold an unnerving efficiency. they don’t really know how to fly. they have zero design sense. they shamelessly won’t engage in long conversation unless something materially valuable is involved. you’re kind of scared they’ll do permanent damage to your current home but the implication that there exists a server society in which all these people get together and act like this and it’s normal to them is the most terrifying thing of all

#ask #headcanon #lifesteal smp #nix’s faves

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bamsara · 2 years

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I'm back from the one year event 47 mile long yard sale thing that my state has, (I only walked around 9 miles of it and then went home) and for a total whopping amount of $32 dollars, I got:

A new pair of boots (Literally, brand new, with the tag still on them, for $10)

Several pairs of socks

3 brand new Poppy Playtime Huggsy Plushies (one of Huggys, one Kissy Missy, and one that looks like a combination of them both)

A plush minecraft pig

A artsty gecko and skink themed plush blanket brand new in the bag that I will be sending to @artistictiliqua before Christmas

A whole bag of Lore Olympus themed fan stuff, which I know nothing about but I have a friend that likes it so snagged

Cat Sweater that looks like a banana peel

Several Among Us Stickers because one woman's son bought them but Did Not Want Them so she slipped them into my bag, free of charge.

Cow Mug

Some organizers for my stickers/baggies for my bedroom office

A 'Van Gogh' painting calender, which I plan on cutting out the art pieces for wall art and chucking the calender part away. No need for the passage of time here.

Lemonade which was just water and sugar because the kid forgot to put the lemon in it

Obviously everything will have to be washed/cleaned but hooyah good finds.

#sara shush #personal #i dont know why i got the huggys plushies but i saw them and was like 'wait i recognize those guys' and grabbed them #theyre brand new apperently the parents thought they were too scary for the kids #funky lanky dudes

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random-ln-stuff · 7 months

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Headcanon:

The Nowhere’s child population can be divided into two groups:

The first group are children that are simply native to The Nowhere. They just appear somewhere unobserved with basic knowledge of how to walk, feed themselves and do other minor survival things (Child Speech sometimes comes with that basic knowledge, but not always).

Out of the protagonists, Six, Mono, RK and Low are all fully native to Nowhere. They just spawned in somewhere like Minecraft Mobs and have been surviving ever since. The Pretender is also native to Nowhere, but is a special case because she was born biologically from the Lady instead of just appearing one day.

The Second group consists of children that have been dragged into the Nowhere from our world. The methods of reaching Nowhere vary though. Some are lured in by the Ferryman (like Noone), others are lured in or forcibly taken by other entities similar in power like the North Wind and the Eyes of the Signal Tower (especially if the child fell asleep in front of the TV). Even the Broadcaster and Lady can reach out and guide children to the Nowhere, they are equally as strong as the Ferryman after all, but they’re not as experienced as the Entities that made it their whole mission to steal away children, so the Lady relies on the Ferryman and the Broadcaster uses the Flesh Walls.

Some children don’t even get dragged to the Nowhere by force. They just sleep and their subconscious gets them dragged fully into the Nowhere completely on their own.

Children from the real world make up a minority of the population though, especially since their inexperience and lack of Built-In-Nowhere-Survival-Instincts means that they don’t often last very long, and ESPECIALLY since they’re often brought in by powerful entities with their own plans for them. The Ferryman still works for the Lady after all, and the Maw can always use more children to serve to the guests and the Nest can always use more dolls. Luckily, many children can and have escaped from the entity guiding them mid being Nowhere-ed. They still end up trapped there, but they end up some place completely random inside of whatever horrible place the entity has planned for them.

Also: Many Children native to the real world go through something referred to by other children (and some Lords) as “The Visiting Process” where they sleep in the real world, appear somewhere completely random in the Nowhere (never in the same place twice), and then disappear back to the real world when they either die, fall asleep or simply go unobserved for too long in the Nowhere. After several nights of this they’ll fully cross over into the Nowhere, where they’ll be completely stuck with no way back. Sometimes this “Visiting Process” is because of a Lord trying to drag them in further over the course of several nights until they finally cross over. Sometimes it’s because the Child’s dreams slightly overlapped with the Nowhere and now they’re being dragged in naturally. Some children don’t even go through this at all.

Out of the Protagonists, only RCG and Alone are native to the real world. The Refugee Boy and Humpback Girl are also from the real world. Noone is also native to reality (obviously) and Otto’s sister Cici is also obviously from our world.

For Visitors (Children native to our world), memories of the real world are not an easy thing to keep. The Nowhere by design tries to make you forget about the real world, warping your mind the longer you spend there. That’s why telling stories is so important among children in the comics. You need to keep yourself reminded of where you came from.

You also slowly lose yourself as you age but that’s another thing in its entirety.

The Refugee Boy and Humpback Girl tell stories referencing Villages and Homes and Parents, stuff from the real world, but their memories are slowly failing them. That’s why you have the North Wind showing up to destroy The Refugee Boy’s Village and Children talking about their parents just before encountering Magic Mirrors and the Mirror Monster. Their memories of home have become warped and have been slowly and slightly merged with memories of their dreams and how they came to be trapped in the Nowhere, and they’re having difficulty telling the difference between their memories of reality and dream.

Pure Pure Headcanon: RCG ended up in the Nowhere on her own without the Ferryman or North Wind or anyone. She just fell asleep one day and found herself there. Also, she kept a little journal of her journey in the Nowhere, searching for a way out. That journal is how she kept her memories of reality. Also I have a whole theory that neither RCG or Six are Cici but that’s a whole other post that’s being worked on.

#little nightmares #headcanons #the nowhere

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pixiemage · 1 year

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When All Is Said and Done

[Story based on this comic by @shepscapades.]

This work can also be found on Ao3

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Jimmy ended up standing in front of the bracket board for far longer than was really necessary. The poll results from the most recent round of voting had been revealed a few hours ago. The cacophony of sound that had filled the tournament facility back then had long since lessened to only a small scattering of voices and laughter. Everyone who had been bombastically celebrating victories or mourning losses, discussing potential outcomes or jokingly squaring up against their next competitor with an air of friendly competitiveness…many of them were long gone, either heading back to home servers to do a little more recording before the next set of results came out, or leaving with friends to enjoy the rest of the tournament from afar. Some, too, were probably going to kick into campaigning mode the second they left.

Scott had done that, Jimmy knew. Scott had promoted his own name and sent out a call to arms among his viewers throughout the competition, asking for their votes and using sly tactics to sway the poll in his favor. And it had worked.

Scott had won and Jimmy had lost.

Jimmy tilted his head to the side, the feathers around his ears flaring as he squinted at the little percentages below their names. With himself at 46% and Scott at 54%, it had been a close race. Closer than Jimmy had expected, if he were being honest with himself, though that thought didn’t dissuade his disappointment. He had hoped to do well, of course, but he had also known that Scott was a fairly well-known name in the Minecraft world. Between MCC and the multitude of SMP series he participated in on a regular basis, he definitely had a lot of supporters…and in a competition like this, one couldn’t discount the fact that being popular was an asset.

His eyes trailed a little lower to a pair of names four spots down on the bracket from his own. WilburSoot – 54%, TangoTek - 46%. Tango had lost as well, by the exact same margin as Jimmy himself had. Despite the loss, Jimmy felt a small smile tug at the corner of his mouth.

Almost as if summoned, a familiar and warmer-than-human hand slipped into his, tugging gently.

“Hey Jim,” Tango spoke up, coming up to stand close at his shoulder. “You’re still here?”

Jimmy hummed noncommittally, his eyes dancing from name to name again. He had initially come to the bracket board to make some guesses on who exactly might move on in the next round, but…well. He had gotten a bit distracted.

There was another tug on his hand, almost playful.

“It’s over, man. Almost everyone else has left.”

Jimmy finally dragged his focus away from the board to look at Tango. His soulmate was watching him with a soft sort of understanding in the red of his eyes, his head tilted ever-so as he took Jimmy in. Jimmy’s smile brightened a little and warmth swirled beneath his ribcage. Against his back, the tension melted out of his wings. He hadn’t seen Tango much since this whole thing had begun. He wasn’t ashamed to admit he missed his partner.

“...yeah, I know,” he said finally. “I was just - looking.”

“Heh, I can tell,” Tango chuckled. “You’ve been just looking for a while.” His eyes flicked over to the board and lingered on the spot Jimmy had been stuck on for longer than he’d care to say. “...are you alright? I knew Scott was gonna be tough competition, but…still.”

Jimmy took a slow breath. Was he alright? He pondered it for a moment, his thumb tracing circles against the back of Tango’s hand where it was still held in his grip.

“I’m good,” he decided finally, smiling sideways at Tango. “Great now, actually. This was fun! It’s just a silly game anyway, isn’t it? And hey!” His wings puffed up, a bit of cheeky humor lighting up his eyes. “I wasn’t out first this time!”

At that, Tango laughed, a brilliant grin lighting up his face.

“You weren’t out first!” he agreed. “You did good, buddy!”

“We both did,” Jimmy corrected, even as the compliment from Tango settled like warm honey in his chest. He cast one last glance at the board before turning away, letting Tango lead him out of the little poll center that he had been in and out of for the better part of the past few days. “Don’t think I didn’t see how close you and Wilbur got in your poll as well.”

“I wasn’t even campaigning!”

“Well neither was I!” Jimmy countered, setting Tango off into bright barking laughter again. He grinned, chuckling, and squeezed Tango’s hand where they were joined between them. Their shoulders bumped gently as they walked, Tango’s slightly lower than his own, and Jimmy curved his right wing out to curl around his partner’s back. Void, but he’d never get bored of this. “...did you notice our results were almost identical?” He spoke up after a moment. “Forty-six percent, both of us. What’re the odds of that?”

“Hmm, weird…” Tango mused. He cast Jimmy a sly sidelong glance. “I dunno, that’s a heck of a coincidence. It’s almost like we’re soulmates or something–”

“Wh– Tango!” Jimmy laughed, bumping Tango’s shoulder on purpose this time, and Tango’s shoulders hunched up with the quiet snickering he tried to hide behind his hand.

“Alright, alright, enough talk about polls!” he said instead, yanking Jimmy off toward the portal back to the server hub. “I’ve missed you. I need some proper cuddle time with extra cuddles. So you pick - your place or mine?”

“Mmm…mine,” Jimmy said. The comfort of his own bed after such a tension-filled morning was more tempting than anything.

“Back to the ranch, huh?” Tango’s eyes were bright when he cast a glance back over his shoulder. “I like the sound of that.” He stepped into the purple swirl of the portal and tugged Jimmy after him, both of them tucked close to fit through the obsidian doorway together. Tango grinned up at him and Jimmy had to tuck his wings close to keep them from puffing up under his soulmate’s affectionate gaze.

“C’mon, rancher. Let’s go home.”

#Team Rancher #Jimmy Solidarity #SolidarityGaming #TangoTek #MCYT Sexyman Poll #MCYTblr Sexyman Poll #Shepscapades #Pixiemage Writes

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Hi my lovelies, after a busy weekend I'm going to get the pages on the blog updated and start working on the gossip blog.

However, I am wanting to touch base and see if you all would be interested if I set up a gaming group chat. Somewhere you all can easily connect and group up on games; valorant, overwatch, among us, cards against humanity, fortnite, minecraft (in which i would set up our own little server to play on), board games online, or honestly anything else that is online gaming related. Let me know in the replies if you would be interested and I'll start setting one up.

And finally, I want to thank each of you from the bottom of my heart for giving me and Lifestyles a chance to be (hopefully) your characters' forever home. I wouldn't have been able to have the opening weekend that I did without all of you and I really hope this group continues to thrive.

Love you all <3

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Idk what it is about me and giving the young player existential crises but i've got some more thoughts about that.

The air must suck absolut ass there, the player can't have a panic attack in peace without the air assaulting their lungs, or the lack of it. The lack of plants would also be a problem, since, you know, studies have shown that people tend to go insane without them. And lets not forget the plethora of new bacteria and diseases the players body would have to get used to. Uncontrollable outbursts leading to the young god tearing into themselves with their nails and ripping open wounds that would grant the bacteria a place to settle among tender flesh and blood.

Now imagine this from an outsider's perspective, your boss and self proclaimed god with the ego the size of Nevada's ever growing body count has given his spotlight to somebody else except him for once. Putting them on the four fronts of his people's devotion. And for the few moments of seeing them makes it clear of what a shell they've become compared to what your boss described them as. Their stature give oway their tired state, like the dark circles around their eyes weren't obvious enough. Matted hair vivid in coolers hangs loseley from their head. If this was the so-called god then you could only imagine how they were before arriving here, and that image was a much prettier picture.

Now, i'm gonna be fair, Phobos isn't dumb, he's an egomaniac sure but he didn't rule as long as he did without a reason. Everytime he tries to help the player when they are in their most harrowing state they lash out, or worse, flinch. Phobose hates the idea that he might be causing them harm, and to further add injury on the wound the only ones that seem to get the privilege of being in their presence are his two top scientists. One of which he already held disdain for doubles as a result. But he can restrain himself, for his god. If those two can postpone the steady decline of the young gods' health then he can proceed with figuring out a way to get them back home. For his gods sake.

But, what if they can't go back, what if (for whatever reason) they just can't go home, all of that work, all of that effort, for nothing. Their whole body feels heavy, it drags them down till they are a pile of imobile limbs. Now the tears start to fall as their silent cry soon turns into sobs of despair. They scream, claw and thrash at what they can get their nails on, clothes, floor, skin. It isn't till they start bleeding that someone tries to help them, a mistake. In reaction to being held, the young god latches onto the person's hand with their teeth, hard.

Hofnarr and Jebus (who were there at the request of the player) view the failure of the machine as not only an incompetence with the Auditor but the agency as a whole, if they can't help the player then who can. and duse they go back to being the players rock, emotionally, physically and psychologically, because there seems to be no one better than them. Though that begs the question, is the Auditor's inability to help because of their lack of power, or because the employee doesn't have something the player has? Was it the players absence of the project that led to it falling, and what would happen if they were… Perhaps they can't go home but that doesn't mean they can't go to other games…

Listen, I'm just saying, I think Minecraft would make for some great therapy, especially with a shaders pack installed.

Yeah, I think Nevada would be very hard on a young player and such...or just humans in general. Since we aren't made to survive such harsh environments! That would be such a challenge for all of the madcom bois to try and combat. It's easy to fight something physically, but fighting something mentally or emotionally is a totally different story!

#shegairowmyamo #haxorus imp #cosmica galaxy #hax speaks #cosmica-galaxy #madcom tag #self aware m:pn au

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Nicky! I want to show one of the new exhibits what a video game is. Can we all play one of yours?

Ahk 𓋹

“A new exhibit? Awesome!! I only have my phone though, so I hope that’s okay,” he says. Nicky pulls out his phone and turns it on, searching for the games lost somewhere amongst his unorganized home screen, all while still rambling excitedly.

“Which exhibit is this one? Wait! Lemme guess… another Egyptian? No, no, it’s Amelia Earhart! Or is it Teddy’s pet macaw? He was telling me all about Eli yesterday. I think he misses him.”

He pauses. After a moment, Nicky clears his throat and passes the phone to Ahkmenrah. “Here you go! Here’s a couple of games they can play! I’ve got Minecraft, Among Us, Plants Vs. Zombies, Tetris- oh uh, the new exhibit is going to um… they’re not gonna freak out or anything right?

Dad said that he wasn’t going to replace my phone again if another exhibit threw it.”

#ahkmenrah #ask box #natm #night at the museum #roleplay

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dvakinnieindaflesh · 1 month

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primroseprime2019 · 1 year

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Name: PrimrosePrime ❀❀❀❀❀

Nicknames: 𝑃𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝐺𝑒𝑚，ᒪITTᒪᗴ ᑭᖇIᗰᗴ, 🅟🅡🅘🅜, 𝔏𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔓𝔯𝔦𝔪𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔢

Age: 21 years old

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bisexual, Lesbian, Polyamory, Demisexual, Xenosexual

Favorite Tv Shows: Transformers (Prime, Animated, Cyberverse, Earthspark and 2015’s Robots in Disguise), Star Wars Rebels, Gravity Falls, My Little Pony, Steven Universe, Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, She-Ra and the Princesses of Power, The Owl House, Lucifer, All American, Pokemon, Star Vs. The Forces of Evil, Miraculous Ladybug, Voltron: Legendary Defender, Stranger Things, Dragons: Race of the Edge and Defenders of Berk, Tales of Arcadia, Sonic Boom, My Hero Academia, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Legend of Korra, Lego Monkie Kid, Young Justice, The Sandman, Obey Me, Death Note, A Centaur's Life, Bob's Burgers

Favorite Books: Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Alexandra Bracken’s The Darkest Minds, Lore, Divergent, Warriors, Chronicles of Narnia, A Monster Calls, Wings of Fire

Favorite Games: Five Nights at Freddy’s, Sky: Children of the Light, Switchcraft 3, Super Mario 3D World, Apex Legends, Bendy and the Ink Machine, Minecraft, Genshin Impact, Uncoven, Pokemon Go

Favorite Movies: Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Lightning Thief and Sea of Monsters, Avengers (Age of Ultron, Infinity War and Endgame), Godzilla and King of Monsters, Spider-Man: Into/Across the Spider-Verse, The Amazing Spider-Man 1 and 2, Spider-Man: No Way Home, Jigsaw/Spiral, Carrie, Shrek, The Last Unicorn, The Maze Runner, The Hunger Games, How To Train Your Dragon 1, 2 and 3, Rise of the Guardians, X-Men, Ghost Rider, Descendants, Jurassic World 1, Fallen Kingdom and Dominion, Nimona, Split, Glass, Candyman (2021), Nope, Us, Kong: Skull Island

Loves: writing, drawing, reading, taking naps, making friends, stargazing, watching movies, painting

I am autistic and I support LGBTQIA+

I am a writer and I’m working on 55 chapter stories called Transcendants.

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♱

WIPS: Transcendants: A Light in the Darkness (55/55)

Transcendants: Skyfall (55/55)

Transcendants: The Ghost's Curse (6/55)

Stars Colliding (5/30)

A Rose Among Thorns: (7/35)

Witch of the Moon: (6/60)

The Human Among the Elves: (6/30)

Curse of the Divine (3/?)

A Dragon’s Enemy (4/?)

Through the Spider-Verse (10/?)

#primrose prime’s introduction

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Mourning Technoblade: Fans Grieve a Minecraft Star They Never Met

The expert gamer built a following of millions of mostly young players on YouTube, without revealing his name or face.

Late last month, more than 10.4 million subscribers to a YouTube channel received a notification that usually brought good news: Technoblade, an expert Minecraft player, had posted a new video.

For fans, each new video held the promise of Technoblade’s warm humor, whether he was winning a tournament or going on an inexplicable quest to produce more potatoes than anyone else in a Minecraft minigame.

But when fans clicked play on this latest video, called “so long nerds,” it was immediately obvious something was wrong. Instead of showing Minecraft gameplay, a man identifying himself as Technoblade’s father appeared. He announced that his son, whose first name was Alex, had died after being diagnosed with cancer.

The video has been viewed more than 72.9 million times since it was published on June 30 as the fans who used to look forward to Technoblade’s notifications try to process the death of someone they have known only through a screen.

Social media is flooded with fan art, tributes and links to grief resources. Memorials have been erected within Minecraft, including a digital book that had been signed by more than 377,000 people.

The grief has ricocheted offline, including into the home of Noelle, 13, and her sister Ilana, 11, who had recently told their aunt to name her baby Technoblade.

In a video call from their home near Toronto, Noelle said she learned that Alex had died on her last day of school.

“I was just a mess,” she said. “I was just sitting in my room crying. I didn’t know what to do.”

Ilana, who dressed up as Technoblade’s avatar, a pig in a crown, for Halloween, said, “I don’t like to bring up the topic when I am just sitting with others.”

They both started watching Alex’s videos in late 2020. They liked his lighthearted banter with other Minecraft players and how he would monologue about the absurdity of routine parts of life, like using, and losing, a box to carry soap to a communal shower in college.

Coping With Grief and Loss

Living through the loss of a loved one is a universal experience. But the ways in which we experience and deal with the pain can largely differ.

What Experts Say: Psychotherapists say that grief is not a problem to be solved, but a process to be lived through, in whatever form it may take.

How to Help: Experiencing a sudden loss can be particularly traumatic. Here are some ways to offer your support to someone grieving.

A New Diagnosis: Prolonged grief disorder, a new entry in the American Psychiatric Association’s diagnostic manual, applies to those who continue to struggle long after a loss.

The Biology of Grief: Grief isn’t only a psychological experience. It can affect the body too, but much about the effects remains a mystery.

Alex spoke over screen recordings of himself playing Minecraft, the immensely popular video game developed by Mojang Studios in which players can create their own world piece by piece and compete against others online. The game developer was later bought by Microsoft.

The guided gameplay had garnered such a following that the company made a tribute to Technoblade on its launch page after he died. Mojang Studios said Technoblade “became synonymous with a source of good” in an emailed statement.

Among Technoblade’s most beloved game adventures was his whimsical quest to make more potatoes than anyone else in Minecraft, a feat first documented in The Great Potato War video, which had 35.8 million views.

In the video, Alex makes several references to Sun Tzu’s “The Art of War,” as he tries to topple the top potato producer at the time, a player who uses the moniker im_a_squid_kid. After Technoblade sees that his competition has created a rendering of the Mona Lisa in his Minecraft lair, he declares that im_a_squid_kid is not just “a potato madman, but a potato supervillain.”

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Shielding an offline identity

In Alex’s videos, he talked about going to college (and dropping out to play Minecraft full time) and made occasional references to his family, but there was a clear boundary between Alex, the son and brother, and Technoblade. His family has sought to maintain that privacy since his death and declined to be interviewed.

Alex announced that he had been diagnosed with cancer in an August 2021 video threaded with jokes in which he also mentioned that he was 22 at the time. He did not specify what type of cancer he had, but his followers assumed that he had sarcoma, a rare form of cancer that is found in bone and soft tissues, because he created a fund-raiser for the Sarcoma Foundation of America on his YouTube page. He had raised more than $500,000 for the organization before the “so long nerds” video was published.

The foundation, which created a special donation page for Technoblade, said that an estimated 17,000 people in the United States will be diagnosed with sarcoma in 2022, and more than 7,200 people will die from the disease.

After Alex died, his fans encouraged eligible people to donate blood to help cancer patients.

Riley, a 21-year-old in Connecticut, routinely donates blood in honor of a friend who died of sarcoma, and she made her most recent donation in Technoblade’s honor. She said his death was all the more difficult because of her earlier loss. “I was bawling like a baby for a couple hours,” she said. (Riley spoke on the condition that her last name not be used because she has faced online harassment.)

She has played Minecraft for about 10 years, but she did not discover Technoblade until the early days of the pandemic when she was working grueling shifts at a grocery store. “There was not a lot of joy in my life being an essential worker,” she said.

She liked Technoblade’s humor and introduced his videos to some of her co-workers, who were reminded of his famous potato war at work. “We were stocking potatoes one night and we just started laughing,” she said.

Technoblade inspired Riley to start broadcasting videos of herself playing video games, or streaming, under the name Notable_Crayon. It has been a great way to unwind, she said, but it has also shown her why someone as popular as Technoblade would protect his offline identity.

Occasionally people will figure out Riley’s full name and send her “creepy” messages, she said. She also has a friend who was the victim of swatting, false reports of crimes in progress intended to draw armed police to the victim’s home. Her friend was not hurt, but others have been harmed, with one man killed by the police and another dying of a heart attack.

In the “so long nerds” video, Alex’s father read a letter that he said his son wrote about eight hours before he died. In the letter, Alex acknowledged the consequences of sharing personal information online and revealed that he and a sibling had successfully convinced online fans that his first name was Dave by using the name in a 2016 video, which was later deleted.

Alex said the prank resulted in “thousands of creepy online dudes trying to get overly personal, going, ‘Oh hey, Dave, how’s it going?’”

Navigating the loss of an online friend

For some fans, the mystery of Alex’s identity has added a confusing layer to the muddle of grief.

Richard England, a vicar at Crofton Parish on the south coast of Britain, said that his teenagers were both devastated by Alex’s death and that they had a few conversations about how not knowing Technoblade’s offline identity affected their grieving.

“Through this new online, offline world we have, many of them will feel like they will know Technoblade and other members of those online communities better than they know kids in their own school,” Mr. England, 47, said. “They will have spent just as much time with them.”

In Canada, Noelle and Ilana’s mother, Janice, admitted she was skeptical at first about the idea that you could have fun watching videos of someone else playing video games. But she said the girls had educated her about the Minecraft world and its personalities, which she now appreciates.

Janice, 52, was well suited to handle her children’s grief about Technoblade because she said she previously worked with children in grief as a child life specialist, a role that helps children and families cope with stress they experience because of health problems, hospitalization and bereavement.

She said that adults tend to want to protect children from uncomfortable feelings, but that it was important to give them space to express, or not express, how they were feeling about Technoblade.

“If we help our children through grief when they experience it,” she said, “then they will be better able to cope with it when they are older and have other situations in their lives that would cause them to be grieving.”

In the video call with her daughters, Janice said her sister in Maryland had called after Technoblade died, because her son was also a big fan. The boy had decided to raise money for the sarcoma foundation, Janice said, prompting Ilana to turn toward her mother and ask: “Is there a way I can help him with that?”

#technoblade #posting this because i thought this was so well done and i know the paywall might stop people from being able to read it <3 #Youtube

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cgcharles · 6 months

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Hello, babies! <3

how's u going? I hope everyone is okay.

well, I'm looking for some littles to take care of them but There are some things you need to know first!

1—You must be minor

I'm sorry, but I mean, I'm minor (14y) so I would be more comfortable if you're 13-15 ʕ⁠´⁠•ᴥ•`⁠ʔ (and I'm saying like: your real/big age, not your little age, okay?)

2—I prefer boys

I would love to take care of boys more, but if you're a girl, non-binary or something like that, that's okay too ^^

3—You must tell me what you don't like.

You obviously need to tell me what do you don't like me to do for take care of you as well, I don't wanna make you feel uncomfortable(⁠^⁠.⁠_⁠.⁠^⁠)⁠ﾉ

4—I'm Brazilian

I am Brazilian (so dm open for Brazilian agere ppl too) so... sometimes I'll ask you what you were trying to say, you know? but don't worry about that, lmao

5—I'm busy, but I'll always try to answer you quickly

I study full time and get home at 4:30 PM, but I will try to answer you, even at school.

that's all u should know about me 🍨

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࿐ Things I can offer you

࿐ Love

I will probably show my love for you, I'll be very kind to you, very lovely, protective, funny and more but if you feel uncomfortable with that, don't be ashamed and say me to stop it, okay?

࿐ Affection and care

Obviously I'll show my affection and take care of u well... I'll probably show my love languages, send u some gifts, tell you to drink water, to feed, to vent with me, I'll get worried about you cuz I'm very protective and I don't wanna see you blue with me <3

࿐ Games and calls with u <3

If you want to, I'll play a lot of games with you <3 I love playing online games on call so you don't have to be ashamed to ask me to play with you. I play: Minecraft, Roblox, I do trends on call, I love night calls, I also play among us, I'll watch something with you on call, all of that and more.

࿐ I'll send u pictures

I'll send u some pictures of me randomly or I'll send u a lot of cute pictures for you like: sanrios, plushies...

࿐ Trust

I'll always trust u and console you, after all, it's not your fault <3 I'll always be there for u even though u send texts me too late, I'll always protect you and tell how much I love you <3

࿐ I'll put u some cute nicknames

I'll give you any cute nickname you want, just like you can put any nickname you want on me.

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you can dm me on others social medias too

Instagram:b3aut1ful4ndt0rtu0usp4in

discord:vkei.luvr777

tiktok:itlover_vkei

aaand that's all, babies, have a great day/night❤️

#sfw littlespace #caregiver little #sfw agere #agere community #looking for little #agere caregiver

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