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artemismoorea03 · 4 months
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DP X DC Prompt: They Had It Comin'
The city of Amity Park has been under a shroud for who knows how long. Every call for help bad been blocked and unable to reach the Justice League until one day they get a single call. A teenage boy with a temper that simply said.
"Amity Park handled it."
They had no idea what 'it' was but the last thing any of them expected was to find out that an entire government sector stationed within Amity Park was wiped out over night. Over sixty agents were killed, every bit of data the company had deleted and the building collapsed.
When the Justice League arrives to investigate the claims everybody has the same story. From the youngest to the oldest, every person they come across says the same.
"They had it coming."
"I didn't do it! But if I'd done it, how could you tell me that I was wrong."
It was clearly practiced but for the entire city to be on the same page made them worry about potential brainwashing or mind control. Neither of which they had any evidence for. It isn't until they talk to one specific teenager that they finally get a different story.
"Maybe instead of looking into what happened to them you should be asking what the hell did they do?" Before the teen promptly shoved a USB into Batman's hand and walked away.
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gay-robot-boyfriends · 8 months
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Your X has a baby face, that Little Baby Boo Bop
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Only Zero gets to call him a Little Baby Boo Bop! You better watch your back. :0
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iirlshinji · 1 month
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ᵀʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᵃⁿ ᴵⁿᵗᵉʳᵃᶜᵗⁱᵛᵉ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ! ᴹᵉᵃⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᵃ ʷʰᵒˡᵉ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵐᵘⁱˡᵗᵖᵉ ᵖᵃʳᵗˢ! ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ˢᵉⁿᵈ ʳᵉqᵘᵉˢᵗˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰⁱˢ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵃˢ ᵃ ᵈʳᵃᵇᵇˡᵉ!!
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Smooth and passion were your goals in sword dancing, you moved like a swan mixed with a goddess based on the reviews from people who watched your little project. 
Those types of words always brought a smile to your face, kind words, and sometimes flirty comments were something you never heard growing up due to being the weird kid in the village.
But you moved ran away at the ripe age of 17, life became hard at Toyko but you fell in love with the art and music, but you remember the one thing you loved the most…Sword dancing! 
It was so beautiful it could make a grown man cry, the way the artist had so much grace made you want to try and look where you ended. You had your own studio and boy, it did a fantastic job!  Money soon poured in, and it helped pay bills and such.
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On a busy night when the casts were too busy setting things up and getting ready, a tall and built man arrived very early. The show didn't start until 7:30 pm and it´s 5:02 pm! 
But you ignored it soon after but god, he was the hottest man alive! Messy hair, an awesome scar on his lip, and the only ¨scar¨ was on you was the time you cut yourself with a plastic sword! (How lame!!) You had your staff sit him in a chair and entertain him while getting ready/setting up. 
Lights and music started to play, and the audience plus the hot dilf all stared at the stage. Swords clinging to the floor, back dancers followed the rhythm. You were the main star, creating a beautiful illusion for the audience! Swords in your hands, waving and moving as the beats thump. Sudden this mysterious man and you locked eyes, his green eyes going wide and so were yours.
Your cheeks felt red, and your heart was pounding like it was you two, just together. It felt warm but cozy! You needed to know the man´s name immediately!
I mean this is the first time you felt like this, besides meeting family members. But a part of you stop you, would you listen or not? But never mind that you clicked at this encounter and continued this magical dance.
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incorrect-hs-quotes · 5 months
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TG: do you think former president ronald reagan smacks rats
EB: sssmacks…rats?
TG: yah do you reckon he smacks rats
EB: oh yeah he TOTALLY smacks rodents—what in GOD’S NAME are we talking about
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trickarrows-bishop · 8 months
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therebels787 · 2 years
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No Need To Be Shy
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Sorry I haven't posted in awhile, I haven't really had the inspiration to write another fic. This one a bit cheesey honestly but I thought it was a cute idea. I also have another one I'm working on that a bit of a lewd on but honestly I don't think that'll be any good. Anywho I hope you all enjoy this one, it was fun to write.
You looked throughout the apartment, your bedroom lay empty and clean, the guest-turned office was slightly a mess but really who cared, as long as no one was in there, you were good, and the living/dining room was also empty. Finally! You could do something you hadn't had the chance to do in such a long time.
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    Cloud was bone-tired, he had been on the road for what felt like a month. He had been travelling back and forth between Kalm and Edge all week. No one was making up their damn mind or talking to one another. It absolutely drained the poor man. At least now he's a little better at talking with people, so it wasn't as bad. Compared to how he was a few years ago, it's like he was a different person. Sometimes though, when he's been gone for a bit too long, he wonders what would’ve happened if things had taken another course.
    ‘I might’ve never met Barret's annoying ass, reunited with Tifa, had the kids, made a new family or met…y/n,' he paused for a moment then shook his head, 'I definitely wouldn’t have been as happy.’ Cloud thought with a small smile. He just really couldn’t wait to see you. All he wanted was to relax with a nice warm meal, cuddle up next to you, watch some corny movies, and just sleep with you in his arms. The thought alone made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Something he never would admit to liking, since he still had a reputation to keep.
He quickly got to your guys' shared apartment, and went to unlock the door. He was picturing you giving him that sweet smile of yours, walking up and embracing him (with a kiss hopefully), and just expressing all those annoying lovable feelings that he only let out for you.
What he wasn’t picturing when he unlocked the door, was to hear music. Naturally, Cloud knew you were really into music, but most of the time you would only listen to it when you had your earbuds in after dinner, when you both cleaned up or when you were working from home on some commissions in the office. This was slightly out of his comfort zone, but nevertheless, he walked through the door and shut it behind him.
The song was not something he thought you would listen to. He knew you for your f/m/g, something he could also enjoy if you had played it around him, but this was a bit more modern. More…he didn't know what, but it sounded really cliche? Anywho, he looked around the living room trying to figure out just what was happening before he noticed a slight bit of movement in the kitchen. Slowly he approached. What he found was quite…interesting to say the least.
There you were dancing, your sweet little heart out to some old pop songs that so many people hated back in the day. You never really were good at dancing but that didn't stop you at this moment. You were twirling, shaking your hips, hell even jumping at some point. None of that mattered to you. You were having the time of your life and Cloud loved it. 
He leaned on the doorframe of the kitchen and just watched, honestly if he had a camera he would've been recording but that felt a bit weird. Either way, he loved watching this side of you.
Once the song was done you let out a shaky breath and went over to turn off the music. Once that was taken care of you turned to see your boyfriend giving you a goofy smile.
"...heya." You whispered and gave an awkward wave.
"Hello," he replied with a nod of his head.
"..."
"..."
"...so how much did you see there?"
Cloud thought for a moment, "I'm not too sure."
"Ok…"
"You looked like you were having fun," he said as he moved from the doorway towards you.
"Y-yeah, it was pretty fun tbh." You reply as you bow your head, feeling too embarrassed to look at him. Cloud, being Cloud though, was not about to let you keep feeling like that. He lifted your head, and gave you a reassuring smile before dragging you into a tight hug, which you quickly returned.
"Why are you such a dork?"
"Maybe because I'm in love with one?" You muttered back against his shoulder, causing him to laugh.
"And here I was, about to offer to be your dance partner for next time."
That made you gasp, you knew about the whole "Miss Cloud Incident '' from Tifa, so you had just assumed that Cloud wouldn't want to dance. You softly pushed yourself away from him just so you could look up into his eyes, which honestly you could just get lost in for hours on end (because you have, too many times now to count), and blinked a few times before asking-
"Really? You would dance with me?"
Cloud wasn't expecting you to sound so surprised.
"Of course," he started to feel a bit flustered with the way you were looking at him. It was the same face you made when he confessed way back when.
You looked like someone that was told their whole life that they could finally have the one thing they were never even allowed to look at, let alone think of. That face always made him feel like he was worth something, that you made him worth something, (he knew that wasn't how it works but still).
"I'd do anything for you, y/n." He said before capturing your lips in a sweet, gentle kiss. You both stayed like that for a few seconds before pulling away. You relaxed a little more and placed your head on his chest as he held you. "Just don't expect me to do any crazy dance moves ok?" He said.
"Of course babe." You laughed, causing Cloud to think for a moment.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"...Tifa told you, didn't she?"
"Yup."
Cloud quickly regretted this agreement.
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kindasleepywriter · 4 months
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I think I might've heard a few bells ringing when I woke up this morning!
I think santa (me.) may have written a little fluff christmas-themed oneshot...
Featuring our beautiful Azriel and Peregryn!Reader from my Bird of Prey series 👀
Coming out at 2pm ET today!!
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bumblingbabooshka · 8 months
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'I'm the X' is a banger but let's be real for a second Mr. Spock
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feyhunter78 · 1 year
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Hi, I do kind of have an idea for some Elrond fluff.
It’s basically the song “put your head on my shoulder” by Paul Anka turned into a fic.
I just want to slow dance with Elrond honestly 💕
I adore this idea !!! Here is it short and sweet with some of the lyrics woven in. I definitely listened to the song on repeat while writing this, and I recommend everyone do that, it adds to the experience!!
Put Your Head On My Shoulder
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The rings had been completed, elvenkind was saved, and you were waiting for Elrond’s arrival. You smoothed down your gown, watching as the musicians struck up another waltz. You’d been waiting for another chance to dance with Elrond, last time you’d been rudely interrupted by a tongue-tied elf lord who decided Elrond was the only person who could help him express his feelings to his betrothed.
The tune slowly turned to one you were fond of, a slow harmony of strings, woodwinds, and gentle percussion.
“Lady y/n, my apologies for the wait.” Elrond took your hand in his and pressed it to his lips, looking flustered, and undeniably handsome.
“No apology necessary, if you will ask me to dance?”
His smile is more radiant than the sun, and he leads you to the floor, hands settling in the proper positions as you began to join the waltz.
“I swear to you, no one will tear me away from you this night.” He said as he dipped you.
Once you were pulled back to his chest, you smiled. “I will hold you to that.”
You both followed the other couples, stepping, swaying, spinning, until the music slowed, and Elrond’s eyes lit up with mischief. “Do I dare ask why you look so entertained?”
“I bribed the musicians to play this song for you.”
Your heart fluttered as the opening notes to your favorite song filled the night air. “You remembered?”
Elrond pulled you nearly flush against him, and you rested your head on his shoulder. His hand on your upper back kept you close as you swayed. “Of course, this song was playing when we first met.”
“It was at an event quite like this one, if I remember correctly.” You said, pressing a chaste but fond kiss to his neck.
“It was. I was a young elf, stumbling after Galadriel because she was my only friend, and you were there—”
“Late, my brother made us arrive late.�� You added, giggling when he kissed your temple.
“Yes, late, but as beautiful as mithril, and I knew I would be a fool to ask you to dance.”
“Well, then we must thank the Valar that you are a fool.”
“I did rush to you quite quickly, but you were very kind about it.”
“I thought you were brave, and handsome.” You reassured him. "I despise playing games."
“And then you kissed me goodnight, a brush of your lips against my cheek that I could still feel as I laid in my bed.”
You buried your face in the crook of his neck. “You always say what I wish to hear.”
Elrond, chuckled. “It is a gift.”
You both fell into comfortable silence, enjoying the dance.
“Thank you, this was very sweet.” You whispered, basking in the warmth of his body.
“Anything for my starlight.” He whispered back, before he gently lifted your head, and pressed his lips to yours.
Elrond’s kisses always took your breath away, but here, under the stars, your favorite song playing, it felt like a dream. Oh, how glad you were that he loved you, too.
Tag list: @nyctophilic0vitnir, @elronds-pointy-ears, @thesolarangel, @elrondscalaquendi, @dilf-superiority
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akirakirxaa · 10 months
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Though 1000 words have never been spoken, They'll fly to you, crossing over the time and distance, Holding you suspended on silver wings
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lyacinthus · 2 years
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"hold still!"
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newtonsheffield · 2 years
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“As the great poet Taylor Swift once said: Oh My, Love is a Lie.”
-Anthony Bridgerton probably, 1814
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snailor-bee · 2 years
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Hiii Bee 🐝💕✨ I’m so excited for you to open requests for song fics! I always loved the ones you did in the past!
Could I request one for either Rayleigh, Denjiro or Mihawk, please? Don’t have any special wishes, just whatever inspires you! Thank you so much and I hope you have lots of fun with the requests you’re getting! ❤️
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Laleeee you're always so sweet to me! ;o; Sorry for taking forever on this, my weekend has been busy as you know lol. I hope you'll like this though! I've been itching to use this song. > w>
(I asked Lale ahead of time if F!Reader was okay and she said yes to anyone who was wondering why she didn't request a gender and I included one, I felt the song was too heavily gendered to go GN.)
F!Reader / NSFW-ish (suggestive) / 1k
Song: "All the Pretty Girls" - Vera Blue
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Like a '90s dream, cool cut, left drop earring Cigarette stuck to the bottom of your lip Saw you standing on the corner of the street You got your own style with the way that you're moving.
The first time you saw him, you almost walked into a building. Tripping over your sandals, your eyes were glued to the figure he made. Towering over the rest—large blue hair bobbing, a smirk stretched across his lips, and with the bright colors of his outfit, it was hard to miss him. 
Your friend finally noticed you weren't by her side and turned back to see you frozen in place. "Something wrong?" 
"Who is that?" you whispered with awe, pointing down the street at the man's retreating back. And what a back it was, your mind whispered to you sinfully. 
She looked at you like you were nuts. "You don't know him? That's the owner of the pleasure house, Kyoshiro." 
Kyoshiro. You felt like the name didn't quite suit him but it was hardly noticeable compared to everything else about him. Handsome, the man was so handsome. You just had to meet him. 
It took some whining but eventually you wore down your friend enough to get you into a party that Kyoshiro was supposed to be at. 
Once you got there, it took a few hours to muster up the courage. You lingered around the edges of the party, feeling out of place and foolish. Kyoshiro was obviously popular, surrounded by followers and women all vying for his attention. 
Still, he was the sole reason you were there and the first moment the man was alone you took the chance and hurried over. As you sat by his side, you could feel the weight of multiple glares from others in the room who had been hoping to do the same. They lingered like sharks ready to spring at the first opportunity. 
Shyly you introduced yourself to Kyoshiro, heart in your throat, and he took you in silently. Then he smiled wide, hiccuped, and wrapped a warm arm around you, pulling you against his side. 
"Nice to meet ya! Let's have a drink!" 
I know your type, I spent too many nights Black mascara dripping from my eyes So I tell myself girl, don't get, girl, don't get too close 'Cause you...
The night was exhilarating. Once the two of you started drinking together, he seemed happy enough to let you stay by his side, a fact that made you feel faint with giddiness. 
You noticed a few dirty looks here and there but you didn't let it bother you. If he had chosen another girl to keep him company you were sure you'd be among the many who were currently shooting daggers with their eyes. 
You make all the pretty girls cry You So easy, you don't even try You spoil us, toy with us when you're looking like that You're standing there heavenly, always leaving us sad You You make all the pretty girls cry
Kyoshiro was funny and flirtatious. You couldn't remember the last time you laughed so much. The way he looked at you, his enormous hairdo blocking one side of his face so you only saw one amused eye and half his charming smirk was more than enough to make your heart flutter. 
He was so incredibly handsome, it was hard to tear your eyes away. And when he suggested the two of you ditch the party, well—
What other choice was there? 
I get turned on, I get strung out on the idea From the chaos and the bad romantic feels But guys like you know what to say to get me naked Give me temporary pleasure There's something you do better
The rest was a bit of a blur. You rarely drank and even when you refused half the time, Kyoshiro made you drink more than you normally would as he shot back more and more saké. 
From then on there are only snapshots of memories—
Stumbling through the streets of the Flower Captial, laughing at the wind. 
Getting to the pleasure house, a mix of scents and colors. Tobacco hung heavy in the air, along with multiple people's perfumes and colognes. It made you dizzy but Kyoshiro easily guided you along. 
Your shaking hands moving along his skin, dipping into the panes of his abs, and feeling all the oxygen leave your lungs when he kissed you breathless. 
You You make all the pretty girls cry You So easy, you don't even try You spoil us, toy with us when you're looking like that You're standing there heavenly, always leaving us sad You You make all the pretty girls cry
Heated kisses pressed against your skin, your fingers scratching down his back. 
Legs thrown open Kyoshiro pressing inside and—
I know your type, I spent too many nights Black mascara dripping from my eyes So I tell myself girl, don't get, girl, don't get too close
Sunlight streamed into the room, making you groan. Instinctively you patted the spot next to you and found it empty. You sat up slowly, a headache pulsing at your temples, and a weight dropped into your gut once you pried open your eyes to see the room around you barren. 
No Kyoshiro in sight. 
Not that you should have expected anything else, you figured as you buried your face into your knees, unshed tears burning hot in your eyes. 
You make all the pretty girls cry (All the pretty girls cry) You So easy you don't even try You spoil us, toy with us when you're looking like that You're standing there heavenly, always leaving us sad
"Oh look you're awake!" a warm voice greeted and your head shot up to met Kyoshiro's grin. He was fully dressed, not a hair out of place and you never have felt so glad to see anyone before. "Grabbed us some breakfast." He tilted his head at you. "Everything okay?" 
He was holding a tray of food and you felt a smile split your face wide, your cheeks hurting with the force of it. 
"Amazing," you answered joyfully. "Couldn't be better." 
You You make all the pretty girls cry You So easy, you don't even try You spoil us, toy with us when you're looking like that You're standing there heavenly, always leaving us sad You You make all the pretty girls cry
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jinwoosungs · 2 years
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'cause baby i fall in love every summertime.
gojo satoru x fem.reader
notes: in celebration of summer; unedited
summers spent with gojo satoru included long walks on the beach, shared ice cream kisses, and late nights spent tangled up in each other's arms.
the vacation you and he both had taken was one that was well worth it. spending a week in okinawa while renting out a tiny beach condo was nothing short of bliss.
the ocean waters shone brightly, and you liked to compare its shimmering hues to gojo's eyes. each time you went out for a swim, your beloved was never far away from you. with his arms always wrapped around your torso before diving straight into the ocean depths with you, your gasps and giggles would be swallowed by the ocean waters.
it was stupidly romantic the way gojo held you close to him, spinning you around underwater for a few seconds before bringing you back onto the surface. he would admire the sight of your soaked hair, threading his fingers through them before kissing you, tasting the saltwater against your lips.
you would feel his teasing smile pressed against you as his eyes gleam with his usual mischief before releasing you completely. he tells you to try to swim away as his only warning before diving back into the watery depths. your laughter echoes throughout the ocean as your forced your legs to swim away from gojo.
you barely manage to put three feet of distance between you and your boyfriend when a large hand was felt grabbing on to your legs as you were suddenly brought up against a large chest. gojo stands back up to his full height with the water cascading down his beautiful form. it wasn't fair how beautiful he was, looking nothing short of a god as the waters ran down his body like glittering diamonds across his pale form.
he teases you for having such a lovestruck expression then, kissing you while gently nipping at your bottom lip. gojo succeeds in getting you to open up for him when he greedily sneaks in a taste of you. becoming so enamored with each other that swimming became the last thing on either of your minds.
the walk back to the condo was a quick one as you shared a shower together, sharing an intimate moment as gojo made sure to show you just how much you meant to him.
when nightfall came, it still had a tinge of heat in the air. due to the heat, gojo wore only a simple pair of shorts while he had dressed you comfortably in a soft robe, making sure to treat you with a gentleness during the aftermath of your lovemaking. he asks you sweetly if you'd like to lay in the hammock with him, to which you replied with an eager nod.
with poise and a gracefulness you knew you could never accomplish had you been asked to climb the hammock on your own, gojo settles himself in it first while keeping you in his arms. he presses kisses all across your hair, whispering about how beautiful you were and just how lucky he was to have you.
you were too sleepy to respond, merely giving him a satisfied hum before pressing gentle kisses across the base of his throat. he groans, delving his fingers into your hair before hoarsely whispering your name.
you weren't sure how he had kept it hidden for so long, or how he managed to show you the tiny velvet box as it appeared directly in front of your face, causing you to sit up against him as he opened it to reveal a diamond and aquamarine engagement ring.
he tells you how he wanted to give you a ring that he knew you'd love; that he was the tiniest bit cocky for choosing a ring that matched the color of his eyes. his thoughtfulness was enough to bring tears to your eyes as you wrapped your arms around his neck, saying yes to his proposal while allowing him to slide the beautiful ring against your left ring finger.
beautiful, and all mine. gojo whispers against your skin, making them burn hotly as the blood rushes through your cheeks, still not used to how affectionate he was being with you. with tears in your eyes and a goofy grin painted on your now fiancé's face, you slowly intertwined your fingers together, wanting nothing more than to cherish this newly made memory.
summers would always hold a special place in your heart, since it was the season where you and gojo satoru became irrevocably tied to each other.
every day is summertime with you.
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all stories are written by rei; reposts, translations, and plagiarism are not allowed.
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vegussy · 7 months
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Freefall is 100% a no-skip album. It is the epitome of unskippable albums. Jesus christmas
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lonely-night · 2 years
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#thirst
warehouse 13 au: myka bering & amanda bering martin 
(past? present? idk don’t ask me)
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