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𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎! 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜: 𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚆𝚘𝚘𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐

Disclaimer: In no way am I condoning, promoting, encouraging, justifying nor romanticizing yandere behavior or lifestyle. This is all a work of fiction and not meant to represent real life scenarios.

Warnings: Mentions of toxic relationships, yandere behavior, bullying, harassment, blackmail, sexual scenes, abusive relationship, manipulation, verbal abuse, abortion, attempted murder.

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𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧:

𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎: 𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚆𝚘𝚘𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐

𝙳.𝙾.𝙱: 𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟼𝚝𝚑, 𝟷𝟿𝟿𝟿

𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝: 𝟷𝟽𝟹 𝙲𝙼/ 𝟻'𝟾 𝙵𝚝.

𝙰𝚐𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕: ■■■■■100%

𝙾𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕: ■■■■□90%

𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢: ■■■■□80%

𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕: 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑

𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗: 𝚃𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚛

𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝙰𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚜:

𝙰𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜/𝚘.

𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 .

𝚄𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜.

𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚢.

𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗.

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You had known him for the longest time, probably since you were both learning the alphabet.

Even back then he was a troublesome boy.

Loved to dip your hair in paint, pour glue inside your backpack.

Or always pushed you off the swings cause he wanted to play in it.

This didn't really faze you back then.

Most of the boys that age played such tricks on almost all the girls.

They all had a specific target and you were Wooyoung's.

You remember telling this one day to your mom, who simply chuckled.

"Honey, boys tend to tease the girls they have a crush on."

You remember looking at her with confusion.

How could they treat someone they like with such utter disrespect and rudeness?

"Because they don't know how to express their feelings."

Like an idiot you believed that, and being the naive little girl you were, you kinda started developing a crush on him.

You remember the first time you talked back to him, it's engraved in your head because it was the first time of many to come where his words, and actions, hurt you.

"Just admit you like me Wooyoung! You only tease me cause you're in love with me."

You remember the rage and disgust in his eyes as he shoved you to the ground, making you scrape your knee on the pavement.

"Get this through that dumb brain of yours Y/N....

No one will ever love a dirty little rat like you."

You came home crying that day. Hurt physically and emotionally at his words.

And the years to come weren't better, as you grew up, Wooyoung's bullying towards you escalated.

You hoped that after you graduated high school and started going to university, you'd be free from him, never see him again.

You could finally be happy for once in your life. Focus on your goals and career.

Everything was going great for you!.......

Until you walked into class and found out not only had Wooyoung been accepted to the same university...

He was majoring in the same field as you!

"Hey dirty little rat. Missed me?"

His cocky smile sent shivers down your spine, you were already fearing what he had in store for you.

If you thought high school was hell, it was nowhere near as awful as the torment Wooyoung was now putting on you.

Tripping you down the stairs to the point you had severe injuries.

Writing nasty and derogatory names on your desk that now wouldn't come off and you'd be forced to look at every time you went to class.

One time he went as far as stealing your assignments, ultimately leading to failing an entire semester.

You were so heartbroken and just done with his shit. You felt no more motivation to even continue studying.

Until a cute boy named Yeonjun transferred and took an interest in you.

He was super nice, friendly and not to mention good looking and hella tall.

It was more than obvious too that he wanted establish a relationship with you, anyone and everyone could see that.

Especially Wooyoung and he did not look the way someone else was making you happy.

So he devised a plan, not caring how messed up it was.

He made sure someone convinced you to go to a party he'd be at.

You found it odd that he was suddenly acting super nice to you, not even calling you those mild nicknames he called you in front of others.

And it shocked you even more when he suddenly apologized to you for everything he'd done to you, even offering to talk to your professor about your assignment.

His eyes seemed so sincere, you actually believed him.

Perhaps he finally decided to change, realized his behavior was unnecessary and immature and of course, like an idiot you accepted his apology.

You got wasted for the first time in your life that night and could not remember anything at all.

Until Wooyoung was 'kind' enough to brief you in on what happened.

He pulled out his phone and made you watch a video he had filmed of you two that night.

Your stomach hurled over as you realized it was a fucking sex tape, you and Wooyoung had actually fucked that night.

"What! No no! This couldn't have happened! There's no way!" You refused to believe it.

Wooyoung just smirked at you.

"Oh but it did happen kitten. You were so eager too as the video displays, you kept asking me to go harder, begging me for another round and wanting my cum all over you..."

"I wonder what would the whole school say if I posted it online....especially Yeonjun."

Now you realized what his game was. He was never sorry. It was just another form of him to torture you, and this tipped the scale.

You were so shaken up, you got down on your knees and begged him not to show anyone the video.

"Please Wooyoung! I'll do anything! Anything!"

"Anything?......really? How about becoming mine then?"

And now you were forever tied to your worst nightmare.

Wooyoung especially enjoyed seeing Yeonjun's disappointed and heartbroken look when he announced that you two were now dating.

Now he couldn't even look at you anymore, feeling somewhat betrayed by your actions.

You wanted to tell him you were sorry and explain to him what was going on, but Wooyoung had eyes on you 24/7.

He even made you move in with him and now even your free time had to be spent with him.

You hated living with him.

He not only made sure to verbally abuse you, but actually seemed to have fun causing tiny accidents to happen around you.

His favorite was when he'd peer over your shoulder as you tried to study.

He scoffed. "Why even bother if all you'll ever be good at is spreading your legs?"

Those were his favorite insults: "whore" "slut" "bitch".

One time you were just so fed up with him, that you ended up snapping back.

"Shut the fuck up Wooyoung! You're such an insufferable piece of shit, no wonder your mom left you and your dad back in middle school."

As soon as the words came out, you wanted to swallow them back in.

Wooyoung was livid at your words.

He not only yanked you up by your hair, but he actually threw you to the floor and started kicking you harshly.

He didn't kick you for too long though, he did not want to risk anyone questioning when he told them you fell down the stairs.

And especially not take you to the hospital.

You had no choice but to stay home as you tried to recuperate.

You remember one of those days, you came home from a quick trip to the convenience store and found some girl blowing Wooyoung on the couch.

You weren't fazed. He often brought girls home and fucked them right in front of you.

You just sighed and decided to ignore the shit eating grin he'd give you whenever you caught him.

You decided long ago it wasn't worth it.

You two weren't even dating cause you wanted to.

He just loved controlling you, having power over you, holding something over your head.

He had this obsessive need to make you miserable.

And you hated that you had no choice but to allow it.

Even when there were things you didn't want to do, you had to or he'd once again blackmail you.

The one time you adamantly refused to was when you found out you were pregnant.

Wooyoung was just as shocked as you.

"And you're telling me I'm the father?"

"Uh......I can't have sex with anyone who isn't you, obviously you're the father."

Wooyoung couldn't let you go through with the pregnancy.

"Get rid of it." He told you.

You wrapped a protective hand around your bump.

"No! This is my baby and I won't allow you to harm it!"

You weren't going to budge though.

"Show the tape to everyone! I don't give a fuck anymore! But I'm not killing an innocent child who has done nothing wrong. "

Realizing he was losing control of you, Wooyoung knocked you out unconscious, deciding to take matters into your own hands.

You woke up a day later, feeling sore and aching in your inner thighs and lower abdomen.

You immediately panicked and sensed something was wrong.

You didn't need Wooyoung to tell you, you knew he had taken you to a clinic and had the baby removed.

You were so shaken up, cried your eyes out and no longer had any will to fight against Wooyoung.

You felt like it all all your fault, the death of your baby was your fault.

You weren't strong enough to save it and it was killing you inside.

You no longer trusted anyone, and you didn't have the heart to talk about it to anyone. Not like they'd believe you or care about you.

But someone did notice, Yeonjun never stopped caring about you and although he was hurt you went with someone else, he still had feelings for you.

And he was very observant and noticed that ever since you started dating Wooyoung, you were skipping a lot of classes....

And you were having a lot of accidents...too many in fact.

And now he just saw you completely lost and like a walking dead.

"Hey Y/N, are you ok?" He asked you one day.

You were going to respond, but the devil made an appearance by your side.

"She's fine and was just coming home with me. Weren't you baby?"

To everyone, it looked like a sweet and caring smile from your doting boyfriend, but you knew it was all fake.

Nonetheless you just kept your head low and went home with him.

Yeonjun noticed the way you trembled when he put his arm around you, noticed the frightened look in your eyes and he knew something was wrong in your relationship.

When you got home, Wooyoung was pissed off at you and immediately struck your face.

"I thought I told you not to talk to him! Can't you obey a simple order you fucking bitch?!"

When he pulled out a knife from the kitchen, you were now scared for your life.

You tried to fight back, but Wooyoung was stronger than you and you were still in pain after the abortion.

He knocked you to the floor and managed to land 2 stab wounds into your right side.

You could never forget the wrath and hate in his eyes as he told you:

"I'm going to fucking kill you."

By some miracle, someone taller and stronger than Wooyoung got him off you, that someone being none other than Yeonjun.

He felt glad about following his hunch and followed you both back home, otherwise he'd end up reading about you in the newspaper.

He had no trouble in subduing Wooyoung and calling the police.

The only thing on his mind was getting you to the hospital as soon as possible.

"It's ok Y/N. You're going to be fine." He assured you

Your physical injuries were easy to recover from, but the emotional trauma and abuse Wooyoung put you through was not.

Yet Yeonjun was there every step of the way, going with you to therapy and just listening to you and your terrifying story.

For the first time in your life, you felt truly loved and happy....

And safe.

A year after the ordeal, you were doing much better and were nearly fully recuperated.

Yeonjun and you rented a place together and were completely in love with each other.

Everything seemed to be going perfect....

And then one day your phone rang.

Picking up, you asked "Hello?"

"Don't think it's over yet you dirty little rat."

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iamartemisday · 7 years

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Fic Title: "I'm a Little Rusty" (choose your fandom/ship)

This got so long and I’m so sorry. :D

Hmmm… okay, for some reason, I’m getting biker AU, so let’s go with that.

So Jane is a grad student working towards her doctorate in astrophysics. Across the street from her apartment building is a mechanic who specializes in motorcycles. As you can imagine, that means Jane’s block is often occupied by enormous bearded, leather wearing biker guys. While most of them are pretty nice under those rough and tough exteriors, the constant noise of revving engines and loud music playing really isn’t conducive to all night study sessions. The nearest library is ten miles away, and Jane can’t really afford to live anywhere else when she’s already struggling to pay her tuition.

There is, at least, one bright spot to the whole thing that makes it all worth. That would be the mechanic himself, one James Buchanan ‘Bucky’ Barnes. Jane is not ashamed to admit that she’s more than once peeked out the window to watch him work under the hot sun, all sweaty with his shirt off. The fact that he’s so sweet and charming in addition to being ridiculously hot just drives her nuts. Someday, she knows, she’ll have the courage to ask him out. Or at least talk to him for more than five seconds at a time.

It would be great, because she’s still trying to get over her last relationship, if you could even call it that.

See, about a year ago, Jane attended class with this one annoying guy who was not only an ass, but also liked to think he was smarter than her. He wasn’t, of course, though he was smarter than everyone else in the class, including probably the teacher. His name was Loki Odinson. He was the son of a billionaire well on his way to a lofty position in his daddy’s company. Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he’d probably never work a real day in his life and would go on having everything handed to him and being the good obedient second son that she’s pretty sure he’s always been.

I mean yeah, there’s that rumor that he ran away when he was in his late teens and just completely disappeared off the face of the earth until suddenly popping back up three years later, but even if that was true, Jane doubts it would mean anything. He was probably just on a private island somewhere the whole time.

Anyway, Jane ended up having to work with him on a big final project at the end of the semester. Of course, they started fighting almost immediately because of course, Loki took every opportunity to be an ass and antagonize her for his own sick pleasures.

Of course, this led to many instances of wild sex on the couch or the table or occasionally a bed, but that didn’t mean anything. Preppy pretty boy or no, Loki was extremely handsome and an amazing lover. He could keep up with her intellectually and after a while, she’s able to recognize that his many snide remarks are just his weird way of flirting with her, and maybe she actually likes their little snarkfests. It certainly keeps things interesting.

Then the day of graduation comes, and Loki completely ignores her. He never looks at her once, and he blows off dinner with her (their first ‘official’ date). He only tells her later that he enjoyed their many romps in the sack but it’s probably time to move on now to other things.

Jane is pissed, and she shows it with her words and her hand on his face. She runs home shocked at how miserable being dumped by a fuckbuddy makes her feel. Because maybe, just maybe, she really was starting to feel something more…

But that was then, and this is now. Now, there’s a guy who actually isn’t an elitist douche. A guy whom she comes to find, after working up the nerve to talk to him, is extremely interested in her field of study, even if he doesn’t know much about it himself. Jane finds herself going over to Bucky’s garage more and more. They talk about everything well into the night and until the sun comes up. He might not be able to discuss complex astrophysical equations with her like Loki did, but he listens to everything she says, he asks questions, he takes book recommendations from her and actually reads the books. In return, she starts learning more about his hobbies. They ride around on his motorcycle. Jane quickly gets over her fear of falling off thanks in part to getting to hold onto him and wrap her arms around his stomach (and holy shit his abs are amazing…).

It seems like they’re well on their way to a new romance blooming… and then Jane goes into one of her doctorate classes on day, and is horrified to find a brand new student sitting in the chair next to hers.

“Hello there, Jane,” Loki says. “Fancy seeing you here.”

Jane doesn’t know what the hell to do, and no matter how many times Loki smugly denies it, she just knows he bribed his way into her class just to get under her skin. She doesn’t understand why when he’s the one who dumped her, but it’s too late for her to transfer to another professor’s class and there’s no way she’s dropping. Loki, the bastard, surely knows this.

But it’s okay, because Jane has a new guy now, one a thousand times the man Loki Odinson will ever be. And she’d happy flaunt it in Loki’s stupid face, but Bucky… he hasn’t been himself lately.

A good friend of his in the biker scene was recently found dead, and there are strong indications that it wasn’t an accident. For a while now, Jane’s been hearing stories about this old gang from a few years back. They were infamous and had ties to several unsolved murders before up and disappearing one day as the members either died or were arrested on lesser charges. Now, it seems, the remnants of the HYDRA gang are coming back.

Jane tries to ask Bucky about it, but he’s very adamant about not knowing about it.

“I’ve got nothing to do with that,” he says. “I’m just a mechanic.”

Okay, that’s not a suspiciously specific denial. So Jane goes to do a little research of her own. She chats with a few local bikers, the nicer ones who are just big teddy bears and also pretty loose lipped after one or two drinks. That’s when Jane gets the real story behind her mild mannered mechanic friend.

It seems that some years ago, there were two bikers roaming the streets who were sort of like vigilantes. Together, they took down ten gangs (that is the number confirmed at least and rumor has it the real number is upwards of fifty). They weren’t just bikers, but also skilled fighters who could take down twenty men on their own with ease. One of them, a cold, silent figure, was known on the streets as ‘Winter Soldier’.

Apparently, he had once been forced into the HYDRA gang as a getaway driver in order to protect his family and his best friend, who was very sickly and lived with them following the deaths of his parents. For over a year, he participated in unspeakable crimes at their behest. Much as it pained him, he had no choice if he wanted to secure his family’s safety.

One day, he made a mistake, and one of HYDRA’s most valuable members was shot down by the police because of his error. The next day, the entire Barnes household went up in flames with everyone inside. Filled with rage, Winder Soldier swore avenge them and everyone else who had suffered at HYDRA’s hands. He would hunt down and kill every last one of them if it took him the rest of his life

Unfortunately for him, HYDRA went into hiding afterwards to regroup, and Winter Soldier had no idea where they had gone. While hunting a possible lead one night, the story goes that he happened upon another biker. This one didn’t have a grudge against HYDRA, but he was intrigued by Winter Soldier’s purpose. He agreed to help him capture and interrogate his target. Through their combined efforts, they managed to extract all necessary information, and thus, a new partnership was born.

Now, very little was known about this other biker. Some say he was the son of a crime boss who had been adopted by a wealthy family, only to discover his origins and track down his real father to kill him. Since the boss’s name was Laufey, his supposed son and killer earned the moniker, Laufeyson.

Together, Winter Soldier and Laufeyson were a fierce and unstoppable duo. They say that Laufeyson had the sharp, silvertongue of a snake while Winter Soldier did all the physical work, but others claim that the Soldier was a natural charmer and that Laufeyson could break someone’s arm like it was a toothpick.

For three years, they roamed the streets, until all the major crime rings in the area were defeated, and then, as quickly as they came, they vanished. To this day, no one knows what happened to Winter Soldier and Laufeyson.

Jane hears this story and doesn’t know what to think. Could it be that her friend Bucky is the Winter Soldier? She knows that he doesn’t have any family, and she’s seen his pictures with that old friend of his, Steve. Could it be that they were all really killed by a crime ring and that he’d killed them in return?

And what about Laufeyson? Whatever happened to him?

Jane starts to go home for the night, only to be ambushed by a group of men in black. They drag her screaming into the street. Men in coats with hydras drawn on surround her.

‘So you’re their little girlfriend,’ one says.

Their? What does that mean?

Before Jane can speak, one of the men slumps over, bleeding from the side of the head. Instantly, another man wrapped in shadow jumps into battle with the HYDRA goons, taking them all down one by one until no one is left standing. The last one to fall manages one word before losing consciousness.

“Laufeyson…”

So this is him then. This is Laufeyson. Somehow, he came back just to save her from certain death.

But it can’t be, can it? Why after all this time would he come back? Did Bucky know about this?

“Come with me,” he says softly. It sounds like he’s disguising his voice. He has a mask on, so Jane can’t see his face. She takes his hand and lets him lead her to his bike. He’s not wearing any gloves, so his bare skin touches her.

He drives her home. She hadn’t given him directions. He lets her off and speeds away. Jane watches him go. She looks at Bucky’s shop across the street, but all the lights are off and he’s probably home by now. It doesn’t matter. Jane already has an answer to her biggest question of the evening, even if she can scarcely believe it to be true.

Because his hands. She’d know those hands anywhere.

She can’t even look Loki in the eye the next day.

The scary thing is that the more she thinks about it, the more sense it makes. She looks into the crime reports from the years Winter Soldier and Laufeyson were active, and yup, they coincide exactly with the years Loki was missing. He had always seemed remarkably strong and agile for a spoiled ‘no day job’ rich guy. He’d known the streets better than she had despite not growing up on them. HYDRA started popping up right around the time of their graduation. Did it make sense that he’d think playing the asshole to break her heart would keep her out of harm’s way? Yeah, it kind of did.

So if Bucky is Winter Soldier, and Loki is Laufeyson, and HYDRA is coming back and rebuilding their crime organization, what does that mean for Jane?

Well eventually, it means waking up in the middle of the night to a chloroform rag pressed against her nose. It means waking up again in an underground bunker somewhere, caged up as bait for the two men she loves most in the world.

It means that Bucky will be in his garage, with a crumpled photo of Jane bound and blindfolded next to the unmarked envelope it came in. He’s tearing everything apart in impotent rage because again. It’s happening again. HYDRA, those monsters, they’re going to take away another person he loves. Just when he thought he was free and all of them were gone and he could build a new life with the girl of his dreams.

A shadow appears over his head. He swings his fist around, but the punch is stopped by a hand closing around his. Loki smiles at him.

“You haven’t lost your touch, James,” he says.

Bucky twists his hand away. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“Now, don’t be like that. We’re friends.”

“I have bigger things to worry about right now than you.”

Loki’s face darkens. “You mean this?” And he holds up the exact same photo of Jane.

“Where did you get that?” Bucky demands.

“Same place as you I assume.”

“Why would they send it to you?”

Loki chuckles. “Come now, didn’t Jane mention me? I believe it would’ve been in the context of, ‘that bastard ex who broke my heart’.”

Bucky’s eyes widen. “That was you?”

“It appears we share a lot more than a dark and dirty past, my friend,” Loki says solemnly. “We have a very similar taste in women.”

Bucky shakes his head. Runs a hand through his hair. It’s getting too long, but Jane always liked it that way. “What the hell are we going to do?”

“Same thing we always do,” says Loki. “We’re going to find our enemy and destroy them, and we’re going to save our Jane. And we’re going to make sure that this time, when we cut their heads off, nothing takes their place.”

He’s smiling again, a bloodthirsty grin Bucky knows too well, and one he is happy to return. He goes to the corner where there’s a blanket over an ‘old bike’ of his. He pulls it off and brushes dust away from the red star logo on the side.

“You kept your bike, right?” asks Winter Soldier.

“What sort of fool do you take me for?” says Laufeyson.

They rise again.

Aaaand that had absolutely nothing to do with your title at all, did it?. Oh well. Sorry about that.

#ghostofstartraveller776 #Jane Foster #Loki #Bucky Barnes #Lokane #BuckyxJane #Winter Solstice #biker AU #fic I won't write #but that I now actually want to write #damn you brain #I have so many WIPs...

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