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Written for @drarrymicrofic 's song prompt "New Romantics" by Taylor Swift. M | 569.
Tonight
They meet at the Leaky tonight, too. They always meet here every other night since March. It’s June now. A day before Malfoy’s birthday.
“Early birthday party, Malfoy?” Harry grins, beckoning for Malfoy. Malfoy is wearing a Muggle birthday hat which looks like it is rescued from a pool of sprinkles. “Nice hat.”
“Blame Pansy,” Malfoy throws himself on the seat next to Harry and gestures to where Parkinson is dancing with Nott, bodies glued together. “And yes, early birthday party, considering how I'm going to spend tomorrow with my parents.”
Harry winces. Lucius was sent to Azkaban after the War. ‘Spending tomorrow with Malfoy's parents’ can only mean one thing: Malfoy and his mother are taking a Portkey to Azkaban to listen to Lucius ranting about how degenerated the Wizarding World has become. The same thing they do every holiday, if what Malfoy accidentally confessed to Harry that one time when he was so drunk he almost fell into the Thames was the truth.
Harry doesn’t know why they keep doing it. It sounds so miserable. Holidays aren’t supposed to be miserable.
“At least, you’re going to have a happy party,” Harry smiles weakly.
“I'm not sure,” Malfoy laughs drily. Then, Malfoy huffs. He puts a finger on Harry’s forehead right where the frown is forming. “Don’t make that face. I didn’t say it was bad.”
“Birthdays should be happy,” Harry argues. He can’t help thinking of his last birthday, the one where he spends at the Burrow, contented and dreaming of a house with white fences and Ginny’s home cooked meal, just for her to break up with him that same night. Harry nearly destroyed 12 Grimmauld Place that day.
Malfoy just laughs. “Sentimental fool. Then make my birthday happy, can you?”
Harry tries to resist. He has tried the resist it for thousands times since the day they met months ago: Harry still not gotten over Ginny's ultimatum, Malfoy’s heart broken by his lying, cheating ex-boyfriend. Never has Harry’s resistance kept from crumbling for more than five minutes in front of Malfoy’s challenging smirk and glistening eyes.
“Tell your friends you need to go,” says Harry, throat dries. His fingers are aching to touch the pale skin of Malfoy’s throat.
Without breaking eyes contact, Malfoy takes his wand out of his sleeve. A silver bird leaps out of the wand, flying straight into Parkinson's direction. Crow, Harry thinks. Harry is not good at identifying birds, but somehow, he has never thought Malfoy’s Patronus could be anything but a crow. Intelligent, prickly if you offense it, friendlier than people think it can ever be. Sentimental.
“Done.” Malfoy grabs Harry’s pint and downs it in a go. Harry traces the gin dripping from Malfoy’s lips with his eyes. Malfoy chuckles. “Where?”
Harry swallows, suddenly nervous. “How about mine?” They have only ever been at Malfoy’s. Harry has never trusted anyone other than his closest friends and family to bring them to his house.
Malfoy’s eyes widen. Then, he smiles. “Lead the way.”
(*)
“This is madness,” Harry thinks as he kisses Malfoy. His hand on Malfoy's waist tighten.
They have been fucking since that first night. Harry knows it won’t last, this fucking at night and sneaking away before sunrise. He knows someone is going to get hurt.
Someone is probably Harry.
“I need to stop.” Harry tells himself.
Malfoy groans, sweet and lustful. And Harry stops thinking.
#drarry#drarry microfic#drarrymicrofic#new romantics#inspired by music#fuck buddies#pining harry#lack of communication
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April Prompt #13: Think for @hinnymicrofic
Think.
Think of something.
Think of anything.
Think of something other than the fact that Ginny Weasley’s back was pressed against his chest, his arms tight around her waist as he held her back.
“WHAT THE FUCK, COOTE?” Ginny shouted.
“I’m sorry!” Ritchie Coote shouted, looking miserable.
“You could have broken his fucking skull!” Ginny hissed.
“Yeah, well, Harry was wasn’t exactly paying attention, was he?” Ron mumbled.
Harry shot his best mate a betrayed look.
Demelza snorted. “Not when a certain redhead is in his line of vision.”
Katie, Ron, and Jimmy laughed. But Ginny didn’t seem to be paying them any attention. Luckily.
Harry clenched his jaw. “I’m fine, Gin.”
Despite his splitting headache, he was relatively fine… unless his bruised ego could be counted as a casualty.
Ginny’s chest heaved and she squirmed in his arms. Harry closed his eyes and held his breath for a few moments.
“Avoid the head next time, yeah?” Ginny hissed.
Ritchie looked like he wanted to say something, his eyes flickering to Harry, but he kept his mouth closed.
Harry swallowed. Why was it so bloody hard to think when Ginny was around?
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Omg do u have fic recs of Harry just flopping down pining for draco🤣 I saw the past you reblogged earlier
Hahaha I wondered if someone would ask this after seeing that post! My memory is bad for details but I’m pretty sure Harry pined hard in his bed at some point here:
Still Life, orphaned (M, 3k)
Nothing compares by @maesterchill (T, 3k)
Working in the International Auror division doesn't exactly lend itself to Harry finding love or having any sort of relationship, what with all the unsociable hours and catching bad guys and never being in one location for more than a few days. Not to mention the permanent fixture of his partner, Malfoy.
Hourglass Heart by @bixgirl1 (E, 5.2k)
It only happened once — depending on how Harry counted.
Poppiholla by @moonflower-rose (M, 12k)
Harry had accepted that he would pine silently for Malfoy forever, but one, humid summer might change that.
Take the Moon by @tackytigerfic (M, 15k)
Harry Potter has always wanted a family of his own, and when a deadly blood curse forces him into a marriage bond with his best friend Draco Malfoy, it looks like he might just have found one.
With Great Yawns and Stretchings by sugar_screw (T, 22k)
The coffee is very good. Really. And the cats are so cute. That's why Harry goes so often.
War Wounds by SilentAuror (E, 30k)
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On Your Shore by @xanthippe74 (M, 35k)
Clearing out a remote house full of cursed collectibles in the Outer Hebrides? Not a problem for an experienced curse breaker like Harry Potter. Spending a week with the straight, happily-married man that he’s starting to have feelings for? And sharing a bed with him at night? Surely Harry can handle that, too.
Here's The Pencil, Make It Work by ignatiustrout (M, 49k)
Harry thinks "Why is Malfoy working in a coffee shop in muggle London?" is a much simpler question than, "Are you going to accept that auror offer and, if you don't, what will you do?"
The Boy Who Only Lived Twice by lettered (E, 54k)
Harry Potter is an Unspeakable. Draco Malfoy is the wizard who shagged him. Adventure! Intrigue! Secret identities, celebrities, spies! It's all right here, folks.
Modern Love by @tackytigerfic (E, 61k)
Harry Potter, of all people, knows that life isn’t always fair. And no one gets to be happy all of the time. But surely there’s something more—something better—than a rubbish Ministry job, and a lonely old house, and that feeling that everyone out there is doing a better job of living than Harry is.
Running on Air by eleventy7 (T, 75k)
Draco Malfoy has been missing for three years. Harry is assigned the cold case and finds himself slowly falling in love with the memories he collects.
Azoth by @lol-zeitgeistic (E, 88k)
Now that Harry is back at Hogwarts with Hermione for eighth year, he realises that something’s missing from his life, and it either has to do with Ron, his boggart, Snape, or Malfoy. Furthermore, what, exactly, does it mean when one’s life is defined by the desire to simultaneously impress and annoy a portrait? Harry has no idea; he’s too busy trying not to be in love with Malfoy to care.
Little Deaths and How to Avoid Them (or Draco Malfoy's Guide to Stop Dying and Start Living Instead) by nerakrose and dustmouth (T, 96k)
Malfoy is way too interested in coroner reports for somebody who's definitely not looking for ways to die, Harry wants to be friends with him, and Ginny wants to break up with Harry.
Turn by Saras_Girl (E, 306k)
One good turn always deserves another. Apparently.
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I Only Have Eyes For You, Dear
Song: I Only Have Eyes For You - The Flamingos
Word Count: 1.3K
Warnings: Some explicit language, fluff!!
Summary: Harry's been wanting to tell Y/N for years.
The atmosphere was buzzing, the lyrics and melodies he’d spent so long perfecting played in the background. Strobe lights shone on his sculpted face and sheer material that complimented his body as he swirled his drink in his ringed hand. The venue was practically bouncing with the amount of people that had packed in for the album release party his friends had thrown for him.
“You’ve done it again, Harry!” His friends tried to engage the clearly distracted artist in conversation.
“Thank you, thank you for doing all of this.” He gave them a slight smile and bowed his head in gratitude. The small group spoke amongst themselves while Harry’s eyes scanned the room. He’d been hoping that maybe-
“We invited her; she’ll be here.” Mitch softly nudged Harry, snapping him out of the trance he was in. Harry laughed a bit and nudged Mitch back.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Just enjoyin’ the party.” Harry took a sip of his drink to help mask the smile on his face.
“Oh, please! You’re so smitten.” Sarah rolled her eyes. Harry shook his head, not saying anything but still smiling down at his drink.
It’s true, he’d been practically in love with Y/N for so long. He tried so hard to tell her, get it out, to put it into words over the years but there was never a good time. There was always an interruption or a boyfriend or some cosmic intervention (aka Harry being a tongue-tied goof). But tonight’s the night, Harry is finally going to confess his feelings for Y/N. God, he hoped she felt the same. He could imagine her beautiful face looking up at him, her shining smile. What an enchantress.
“Helloooo! Earth to Harry!” Sarah waves her hand in front of his face.
“Huh?” His head snaps up to look at his friends, blinking quickly.
“What’s up?” He asks, trying to act cool. Sarah and Mitch look at him with knowing smiles and he rolls his eyes, his cheeks heating up. He finishes off his drink and excuses himself quietly. He walked over to the bar, ordering another drink, he’ll need it if he’s going to tell her how he feels tonight.
“Here you go Mr. Styles.” The bartender slid the drink in front of Harry.
“Thanks.” He says, taking his first sip. He swivels around in his stool, scanning the venue once again. He lets out a sigh of frustration before looking over at the entrance.
Oh my God. She’s here. He thought. A sight to behold, she was in a little black dress that complimented her figure, her hair laid gracefully on her shoulders. It was as though there was nobody one else in the entire world. It was just the two of them in all of existence. Had Harry not had the cold drink in his hand, he wouldn’t have known if he was in a garden or in the crowded venue.
Fuck, you’re here. A chill raced up his spine and before he realized what he was doing, he was making his way to her. She was there, Harry would not have noticed if millions of people went by, he only had eyes for her.
“Harry!” She exclaimed the moment she saw him. His heart pounded in his chest as he got closer to her, his pace quickened. He couldn’t stop the huge, dimpled smile on his face.
“There you are, love.” He muttered as he took her into his arms. Her sweet scent took over as they wrapped around each other.
Home. Harry thought as he sighed contently.
“I’m so proud of you, H.” Y/N whispered, her face buried in the nape of his neck. Her heart was racing. She felt intoxicated by his touch, his arms around her waist, his face in her hair.
“Y/N, I-” Harry began pulling away from their embrace, but Y/N pulled him right back.
“You’re not going anywhere, Styles. You’ve been gone too long, I’ve missed you.” Y/N says softly. Harry’s heart fluttered at her words, he had been on tour for months, he’d missed her more than anything.
“I’m not going anywhere, dear. Y/N I just wanted to-”
“Let’s give it up for the man of the hour! The one and only, Harry Styles!” A voice boomed through the speakers. Loud cheers and claps echo throughout the venue. Harry threw his head back in frustration. As grateful as he was, it was yet another interruption!
“Come on up here, man! Time for a speech!” The voice booms again. He shoots Y/N an apologetic look and she smiles, urging him to go. He reluctantly let her go and made his way to the elevated platform that served as a small stage for the night. The cheers grew louder as Harry approached the mic stand, he put his hand over his heart and gave a slight bow.
“Thank you so much, thank you, thank you, thank you.” He paused as the applause died down. “This album means so much to me, I’ve poured my heart and soul into it, and I can’t believe how it’s paid off. I’m living out my wildest dreams and it could not have been done without you guys. My band, my team, the fans.” He pauses once again and locks eyes with Y/N.
This is it. I have to get it out.
“My muse.” Harry extends his hand, gesturing towards her. In that moment, she almost forgot how to breathe, her eyes widened slightly.
“Y/N, you have been my inspiration time and time again. You are the embodiment of kindness, of beauty. You stir feelings in me that I have never felt before, I offer you my deepest gratitude. Thank you, Y/N. Thank you everyone.” Harry concluded. Cheers erupted throughout the entire venue, everyone’s eyes darted back and forth between Y/N and Harry. His heart hadn’t stopped racing the entire time, his eyes never left Y/N’s. She slowly made her way up to the stage, her hands over her heart. Harry stepped down from the platform.
“Harry, I-” She started.
“Y/N, I can’t believe it took me so long to say it,” Harry spoke hurriedly, “I want you in every kind of way. I know this is so sudden and I know I put you on the spot, but I-” Y/N pressed her lips to his, pulling his body as close as it can be. Whistles, cheers, claps all throughout the venue.
Euphoria. Harry would have floated had she not had her arms wrapped so tightly around him. His hands found their way to her face, caressing her cheekbone with his thumb. Bliss.
Y/N pulled away from the kiss, keeping her forehead pressed against his.
“Harry, I’d been wanting to tell you for so long.” She said breathlessly. Harry’s heart soared; he couldn’t hold back the shining smile on his face. He lifted Y/N up and spun her around.
“I’ve been waiting for you, love.” Harry kissed her once again. He’d been missing her all this time and here she is, in his arms.
“Finally!” Sarah squeals as she and Mitch approach Y/N and Harry. Harry chuckles, looking down at Y/N’s bright face.
“It’s been years, Y/N. We’ve been hearing about this for years!” Sarah nudges Mitch, they share a look. Confusion flashed on Y/N’s face.
“Years? I didn’t know it’s been that long. You’ve felt this way for years, H?” Y/N cups his face.
“I only have eyes for you, dear.” He smiles, his eyes making their way up to hers. Y/N bites her lip, looking at the man she’d fallen so hard for.
“I can’t see anyone but you.” Harry kisses her once again.
#harry styles#harry x reader#harry styles fluff#harry styles one shot#tooth achingly sweet#harry styles fic#harry styles blurb#harry styles writing#harry styles imagine#hs3#hs2#harrys house#fine line#fluffy harry#fluffy!harry#pining harry#harry pov#harry x y/n#harry and y/n#harry and reader#harry styles x you
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"sharing long term dreams, goals and aspirations with one another"
Hinny prompt
Not sure if that was what you imagined, Anon, but here it is ❤️
"We could start a tradition,” Ginny suggested. “Of sharing chocolate eggs.”
His heart skipped a beat. “We will need to find a new spot next year.”
Or on the last night of Easter break, Harry and Ginny meet to discuss career advice and share chocolate eggs.
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Draco Malfoy and the Mirror of Ecidyrue by starbrigid
Summary:
All it takes is one look in a mirror and an ill-advised attempt to shatter it, before an embittered Draco Malfoy fresh out of Azkaban is sent back into his body on the day he gets his Hogwarts letter.
Suddenly, Draco has an unwanted second chance, with a Sorting Hat that doesn't know what to do with him, a certain Muggleborn who won't leave his study table alone, and green eyes he just can't get out of his head. And then there's his new wand, whose choice of him could just mark him as every bit as dark a wizard as his name means he should be.
Word Count: 90,081
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Link to Fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23872387/chapters/57383854
My Thoughts: This is another comfort canon rewrite for me. Draco’s emotional turmoil at the start of this fic always sticks with me, and I love Draco’s sheer frantic desperation threaded throughout the story. While this becomes much larger in later installments of the story, Harry’s longing for Draco’s attention continues to send me. Combined with an excellent Ron and Hermione, this fic is a complete package!
#canon rewrite#HPMD#the mirror of ecidyrue#drarry fic rec#drarry fanfic#time travel#draco focus#pining harry#2023#week 19
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I felt like sharing something from a WIP, bc i randomly remembered it and it made me laugh.
For context: Harry, Ron and Draco are having a drink. It's from Harry's pov and he hasn't realised yet how badly he's pining.
The cap popped through the air. With a little smirk, Draco put the bottle to his lips.
There was something about Malfoy’s face that was perpetually snobbish. Even the mundane act of taking a swig from a bottle emitted casual condescension. It might have had to do with the way the corners of his mouth pointed down, the proud tilt of his chin, or the way his eyelids batted down. He looked grumpy and smug and bored.
He truly was the biggest ponce in existence.
From the way he lowered the bottle from his mouth, it looked like he was making out with it, practically kissing the top with his soft, faint-pink lips. A drop of butterbeer rolled down the length, and Draco – so focussed on his stupid drink he even noticed it – slightly tipped the bottle, brought it to his lips and slowly kissed the drop away –
‘Harry.’
Harry jumped almost out of his skin. Whirling around to Ron, he felt his face heat up. ‘Huh? What? Yeah.’
Ron was scowling over the top of his head at Draco, but Harry didn’t dare turn around anymore. ‘I’m warning you,’ Ron grumbled.
Harry didn’t have to look at Draco to hear the glee in his voice when he replied, ‘What did I do?’
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oh 2022 we're really in it now
#2022#queen elizabeth#chris pine#don't worry darling#spn#destiel#hbo max#misha collins#stranger things#the cw#the winchesters#horse plinko#uk politics#harry styles
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the queen is dead: an internet round-up (plus: argentinian journalist celebrates her death)
#that video is so 😳👀#irish social media has been brutal GOOD FOR THEM#queen elizabeth#uk#ireland#england#uk politics#british royal family#undertale#mp100#mob psycho 100#princess diana#supernatural#chris pine#harry styles#history#christopher eccleston#don’t worry darling#twitter
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A collection of my favourite tweets, thus far, on #SpitGate that I’m putting here for ease for my friends seeing
#venice film festival#before the harries come for me I know he didn’t spit on him come on now#mega pop star spits on co star while on camera?#i think we all knew deep down that didn’t happen#but i don’t care because im having a great time#florence pugh#chris pine#olivia wilde#Twitter#i want that brit obliterated
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Harry Styles and Chris Pine at the 2022 Venice International Film Festival
#chris pine#harry styles#don't worry darling#userelio#agentplant#usernik#usernanda#usermarsy#useryoshi#usershreyu#underbetelgeuse#useraurore#usereste#userannalise#useremi#userkosmos#tuserjen#tusercat#cowboycoven2#*alison
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#lmao this is it#chris pine#florence pugh#don't worry darling#brendan fraser#i don't even know#tom cruise#harry styles
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April Prompt #20: Rush for @hinnymicrofic
There was a rush of air, a wave of unbelievable pain, and then just darkness.
Harry moaned, his head throbbing something awful. Warm hands pressed against his cheeks and Harry wanted nothing more than to swat them away.
“Harry?” a voice filled with sunshine called out to him.
A squirming sensation in the pit of his stomach occurred. Forcing his eyes open, he saw Ginny’s pale face shining down at him. He leaned his face into her touch.
“Gin?” he croaked.
She smiled, the backs of her fingers brushing against his cheek.
“A Bludger hit you,” Ginny explained. “And I can’t even yell at Ritchie this time because I watched you fly right into it.”
Harry winced. He had been staring at Ginny. They had locked eyes across the pitch during practice. He hadn’t even seen the Bludger he flew right into.
“It happens to the best of us,” Harry replied, sitting up which was a very bad idea since a wave of nausea washed over him.
Ginny gripped his arm. “Twice in three weeks, Potter.”
Harry looked beyond Ginny to see the rest of the team huddled together. They didn’t even have the courtesy to look concerned. They were all grinning. Harry scowled at them.
“I’m just showing you all what not to do,” Harry replied.
Ron snorted loudly as he leaned down to whisper into Demelza’s ear. Demelza laughed before she turned to whisper in Katie’s ear. Harry grumbled as he stood up, his body swaying dangerously to the right. Ginny was at his side in a second, her arms wrapping around his waist to steady him. Except that just had the opposite effect. His legs wobbled as her flowery scent invaded his nostrils.
“I’ll take him to the infirmary,” Ginny insisted. “Katie, you’re in charge. Don’t let them laze about. We have a game in two weeks!”
Harry found himself leaning into Ginny’s side, his arm slinging casually around her shoulders. Maybe getting hit with a Bludger every other week wasn’t such a bad idea after all if it brought him this close to Ginny.
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just wanted to lyk that u have literally been helping me find fics 4ever and i am so unbelievably grateful for you LOL
(also any newer fluff, jealous!drarry, pining!drarry fics would be SO appreciated. i feel like i’ve read all the ones that exist. mwah, love you. youre so amazing omg. ok bye!!)
Hi anon! Thank you so much, I’m happy to know the blog has been helpful 😊 here are some jealous or pining Harry fics I’ve read recently or haven’t included in my original reclist:
Eavesdrop by @sorrybutblog (T, 1k)
The walls at the Leaky Cauldron were paper thin. Harry knew this because he could hear Malfoy next door.
Have Your Cake and Eat It, Too by @peachpety (E, 4k)
Harry Potter loves his birthday… until he doesn’t. All it takes is a miserable slice of jealousy, sprinkled with an unfortunate slip of the tongue, and doused with a heavy dollop of pining to turn Harry sour. Fortunately for him, Draco Malfoy is there to sweeten the day.
To know the pain of too much tenderness by Cibee (T, 6k)
Harry is in love with Draco, and Draco sometimes goes on dates with other people, but it’s not like Harry could be bothered by it when he never told Draco about his feeling, right? Right. So Harry isn’t that bothered by Draco’s dates, what bothers him is when one of those dates knocks Draco up and doesn’t want the baby.
Champion by @shealwaysreads (T, 7k)
Harry thought his Eighth Year would be simple and easy. And it sort of is, though not in the ways he expected.
Poppiholla by @moonflower-rose (M, 12k)
Harry had accepted that he would pine silently for Malfoy forever, but one, humid summer might change that.
Constellation Prize by @andithiel (E, 12k)
Harry’s been pining for his friend and Auror partner for almost a year. But despite what his friends say, he and Draco aren't an old married couple...Draco has a boyfriend, there's no way he'd ever be interested. Right?
We Might Be Too Old for a Bildungsroman by @wellhalesbells (T, 21k)
Harry finds something he’s been looking for since the war’s end. Admittedly, the packaging’s a bit odder than he expected.
What Dreams May Come by @firethesound (E, 36k)
If Harry had to get called into work on his day off, at least he was able to get Malfoy called in too.
Close Behind by @oflights (M, 134k)
To rescue Draco from the Underworld, Harry has to look forward.
Can't Sit Still by wilteddaisy (E, 193k)
Five years after the war, Harry finds himself drawn to Draco Malfoy by memories that aren't his own.
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hc that when regulus met james for the first time he secretly loved his glasses so regulus transfigured a random cup into a replica of james’ glasses
but one day he forgot to take them off and barty & evan saw him wearing them and made fun of him for years after that
they turned it into an inside joke where they only ever called regulus ‘four eyes’ around james and everyone was so confused why regulus was turning 10 different shades of red
#regulus has 20/20 vision btw#i love imagining a tiny regulus pining over james potter#marauders#jegulus#regulus black#harry potter#james potter#starchaser#sunseeker#headcanon
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