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klausysworld · 8 months

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Hiii, love your work 🥰

I was wondering if you could write one where reader cuts himself and tries to hide it from Klaus, but after a bad night she does it again and the next day she puts on a sweatshirt to hide it, and while she's with Klaus he grabs that part of her arm and she shows pain, Klaus asks her what's wrong and she says that he grabbed her unexpectedly or grabbed her very hard but he's not convinced, the next day the same thing happens again and this time he comes back to ask what's wrong, but this time he insists that she tell him the truth, and she doesn't want to, so he lifts her sweatshirt and sees the cuts and then I leave it to your imagination.

it's okay if you don't feel comfortable writing this 💖

Trigger warning-Self Harm (please don’t read if you think it might upset you)

Don’t Suffer In Silence

Y/n had done well at keeping her marks hidden. Living in a house of Vampires and Hybrids didn’t make it easy which made her feel worse and more anxious but she still managed.

Dealing with the supernatural pressure and losing lives every other day was far too much on Y/n. She had struggled with self harm before the Mikaelsons anyway but with all the added drama she was spiralling fast.

Once again one of the vampires she had befriended became a casualty of everything going on between all the factions. Y/n had state back at the compound with Hope only to be told by a pissed off Marcel and then told to ‘get over it and stop being dramatic’.

Y/n still wasn’t used to the amount of death that surrounded her, not the way everyone else acted like it was normal.

Y/n had come to New Orleans when she received a call from her best friend Hayley. They had helped each other after Hayley got kicked out and Y/n had run away. Since then they both had each others back no matter what. Hayley had known that Y/n would hurt herself in the past but she had no idea that it was still something she went to as a source of relief. It had been years to Hayley’s knowledge so she wasn’t really paying any attention to the possibility.

But if Y/n was honest, she never really stopped in the first place. She never actually wanted to stop, she always had a little blade hidden somewhere ‘just in case’. She was always waiting for something awful to happen so she could feel like she had a valid reason to harm herself.

Y/n had thought things were taking a turn for the better when she and Klaus got closer. She still remembered the first time he kissed her, it was like a moment of peace for her heart and mind.

His touch was always so soft with her and she was grateful for that. They weren’t ‘together’ per say. They never actually confirmed their relationship, they just supported eachother when the other needed it. But Y/n didn’t think Klaus could help her with this. She assumed he would think it was pathetic or just give her that pitiful look.

Y/n always wore her long sleeved tops and if she didn’t then she’d have a jumper or jacket on, no matter what the weather. Of course all the vampires didn’t notice the heat much anyway so thankfully nobody questioned her choices. Everyone was to busy to anyway so even if they did notice, it wasn’t exactly a top priority.

Part of her was glad that she and Klaus weren’t in a confirmed relationship, it meant he didn’t get to see her scarred skin. It meant he never had the chance to touch her unless it was a brush of his hand or the occasional arm around her as a sign of protection. Every now and then he’d put his hand on hers when they sat beside eachother or something had happened that he caused and he would hold her hand gently as an apologetic gesture.

So she didn’t have much to worry about when it came to anyone finding out or caring much if they did.

It wasn’t like she didn’t get a lot of spare time. So she took advantage of her time alone, scavenged for her hidden blade and used it the only way she knew how.

Guilt flooded her after, but it was worth the few minutes of relief she felt before.

She locked herself in her room for the rest of the night, grateful that all the rooms had their own bathrooms.

She laid sprawled out in her bed in just a t-shirt, red wrists faced up as the cool air that flowed in from the window brushed over her skin. It was one of those rare times she fell asleep on her back and woke up in the same spot.

A harsh knocking at her door forced her eyes open and brain to kick start running.

“What?” She called out with a groan and Hayley’s voice rang straight back at her

“Can you stay here and look after Hope? I need to get to the bayou asap and everyone else is out at the moment.” She yelled back

“Yeah I’ll go to her room right away” she agreed while begrudgingly grabbing a cardigan.

Klaus and Elijah returned a few hours later to find Y/n facing the task of feeding a young Hope and having food flung across the floors.

Elijah let out a chuckle and went up to his reading room while Klaus approached the pair and helped settle his daughter.

Y/n assumed Klaus wouldn’t want her hovering over their heads and so went to go upstairs but his hand grabbed onto her wrist to stop her. She winced instantly and yanked her arm away from him making him frown

“What’s wrong?” He asked as he stood up from his seat and looked down at her forehead

“Nothing, you just grabbed me harder than I was ready for” she mumbled quietly before going to keep walking but he grabbed her wrist again just gentler. She bit down on her tongue and looked back at him. He looked at her for a moment before sitting down and tugging her with him

“Stay for a bit?” He started “Hopes games often require at least three people” he smiled and she mirrored his expression

“Yeah, of course” she agreed and lifted Hope onto her lap as Klaus’s arm slipped round her waist and his eyes dropped to the sleeve which threatened to show her skin but didn’t quite.

Klaus payed much closer attention to her actions and responses. She was quick to tug her sleeve down every few moments, even when they weren’t sliding up. When Hope would touch her arms or pull on her clothes then Y/n was looking more and more anxious and uncomfortable. He wasn’t sure what had happened, perhaps she had bruised herself and was embarrassed. Then he worried that one of the mikaelsons enemies had grabbed her too harshly and she hadn’t wanted to tell anyone. So he decided to let it go.

Until she continued to show signs of pain and discomfort for the several following days.

She was making pancakes for herself and Hope when he knocked her arm again, she inhaled deeply and he furrowed his brows as she moved her sleeve round a bit.

He watched as she put the first pancake on the plate and poured more of the batter onto the pan. He went to hold the base of her wrist to help her flip it better but she dropped the pan as soon as he got a grip she was pulling away and dropping the pan down with a loud clatter, he quickly turned the stove off to look at her

“Love, you need to tell me what’s going on” he murmured whilst trying to pull her hand toward him but she wouldn’t allow it

“Nothing, it’s fine” she muttered

“Well clearly something’s wrong” he mumbled, this time he pulled her arm with force making her stumble forward to him. Her eyes widened as he grabbed the end of her sleeve and went to tug it up

“Klaus stop it!” She yelled and smacked his hand with her spare one but he had already seen. His face fell slightly, confused flashing across him before his gaze softened and his eyes flicked to hers. She stared back at him horrified, her chest rose and fell rapidly and she hurriedly shoved past him.

“Y/n” he called softly as he followed her closely. She locked both her bedroom and bathroom door as she sat on the floor beside the bathtub. She breathed rapidly as she squeezed her hands together tightly and tried to think but before she had a chance to her door was swiftly broken in and Klaus was down on his knees before her. “Sweetheart” he murmured as he moved his arms under hers and lifted her as he stood once again.

She didn’t bother struggling as he brought her to his room and sat her down on his bed, his hands stroking the back of her hair. “I’m just going to get Elijah to look after Hope for a moment okay? I’ll be right back” he whispered with a kiss to her forehead

“Klaus it’s fine” she utter but he shook his head

“Just wait right here” he told her before speeding round the mansion.

She sighed heavily and ran her hands through her hair, once, twice, three times and then over and over until she was just pulling at it harshly.

Klaus quickly grabbed her hands hand rubbed the backs of them with his thumbs as he eased them away from her poor hair. Her face was bright red as she hiccuped on her cries in an attempt to silence them. He sat down on the bed and pulled her onto his lap

“It’s okay” he whispered softly “it’s okay” he repeated as he gently removed her jumper, leaving her in a t-shirt and showing him her arms. She couldn’t see his face when his eyes flicked to each and every line on her skin, some faded, some rather fresh and most in between. The pads of his fingers ever so lightly touched one or two of the raised lines, his lips pressed to the side of her head as she let out a sniff in response.

Y/n refused to look at him or herself, her face was turned to the side to stare at the art filled wall. She trailed her eyes over the different paintings while trying to ignore the feeling of his skin on hers. Her eyes shut when she felt something soft touch on of the cuts on her wrist, something warm and a tiny bit wet. The feeling came again and again, her eyes looked to find the source on the tingle against her flesh.

A tear fell down she face as she watched Klaus swap between her left and right forearms to kiss the newer marks on her skin.

He leaned back to look at her face once he was finished, seeing the shame and the guilt shine within her glossy eyes. His hand stroked the hair away from her face as his lips pressed to hers gently, he stroked the back of her neck and the top of her back as he kisses her softly. She pulled back as more tears dropped from her lashes but he wouldn’t let her turn away.

“Do you have any idea how much you mean to me sweetheart?” He whispered as he brushed his warm hands over her face. “You can always come to me my love” he murmured “don’t suffer in silence”

She sniffed as she leaned forward to press her forehead against his chest making him wrap his arms around her mid section and pepper kisses to the top of her head

“You’re going to sleep in my bed tonight okay?” He whispered

“It’s the morning” she mumbled back “you have to go settle a deal with the witches and-“

“Do you want me to stay? I can stay home today and be with you and Hope” he offered but she shook her head

“I don’t want you to worry and stay here just because I’ll do some stupid” she told him and his frown deeper and he hugged her tighter

“I can’t help but worry Y/n. Not that what’s happening is stupid but because you’re hurt. I never want anyone to hurt you, not even yourself and I will worry whether you like it or not but I’d rather be able to help you so that I don’t have to and so that you don’t feel you should turn to this” he explained gently

“I can’t help it” she whispered and he nodded

“You don’t want to stop” he uttered and she nodded subtly. He rest his chin on top her head as he thought for a moment, his hands gently rubbing her back.

“I’ve tried to” she sniffed “but I just can’t”

“It’s okay” he told her. “We’ll find a way okay? For now, whenever you want or need to hurt yourself, you call me okay? I’ll find a way to help you no matter where I am, what I’m doing.” He promised and her brows pulled together

“Why would you do that?” She asked weakly and he smiled slightly, not that she could see his face.

“Because I love you and I care too much to let you live in pain” he told her softly. “One day, I’ll kiss every inch of you whether it’s scarred or not” he whispered and took a deep breath as she held onto him a little tighter.

She stayed quiet, in his arms, not sure of what to tell him. But he didn’t need to hear her say anything, he just wanted her to know he was there.

Eventually they went back downstairs, she put her jumper back on so the other didn’t see but Klaus kept her by it on him at all times, made sure she ate and then they went back up to his room so she could lay down with him spooning her to keep her warm and safe.

Y/n wasn’t sure what would happen tomorrow or the days after that but she hoped Klaus would keep to his word and be there if she should need him.

(One could hope for a reaction like this😐🫤)

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kiralisa · 2 months

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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐇

G O J O X A F A B! R E A D E R

WARNINGS: MDNI, not proofread(I made this at 1 am don’t murder me), drinking, fingering, first time, fluff, no protection (don’t have kids, they expensive$$), creampie if you like squint ur eyes, smut with some plot because I have issues.

First fanfic, tried to make it to where any girlie can read this!<3

The greatest of his clan, Gojo satoru was a god in a man’s body. He who was deemed the strongest at birth, causing the world to shift into his own hands….how could he be so strong yet feel so weak when around you???

Years went passed, years of Gojo satoru’s endless training as a kid. While never pushing passed his boundaries he still managed to become quite strong. He was finally in the hands of the jujutsu world and with his arms out he fully welcomed it. It was his first day of high school in jujutsu so of course he had to be on his best behavior in his words.

“Everyone welcome your new classmate Gojo satoru.” Yaga inquired two students, Suguru Geto, and a girl named Shoko leri. “I simply hope these two won’t be useless to me…huh?” Satoru turns his head to see there are 4 desk yet only three students. He turned to Yaga with a questioning look. “Well Mr. Gojo satoru there is another student but she is late..” Yaga said with an annoyed face as if Gojo wasn’t also late.

Gojo looked at both of the students who had no care in the world only looking at their phones. He turned to look at Shoko first, she was smoking?? Unhealthy he believed. Then turned to look at Suguru, bangs…such weird looking bangs…Gojo also thought to himself before Suguru looked up at him. “Can I help you..?” Suguru asked confused and concerned why Satoru look at Suguru with a judging manner. “Your bangs are ugly dude-“ Before satoru finsihed his sentence the door slammed opened out coming a new student…you. Even through puberty hit like a bitch and made you hate life it isn’t to bad, whether you became tall or short, chubby or skinny, you still were as beautiful as a goddess to Satoru.

“Holy shit that train took longer than expected..” You said trying to catch your breath. Yaga deeply sighed as if he was a disappointed dad..”Everyone meet Y/n, she is a transfer student but she shall be respected as one of our own.” And with that you smiled while being extremely awkward. You sat down and tried to make small talk with your fellow classmates.

“Uhm Hi what’s your guys names?” You said as if you weren’t a HOUR late. Each of the three students said their name “Sup I’m Shoko..” She said trying to light her cigarette. “Well hello there~ I’m Suguru Geto. It will be pleasure to be your classmate.” He said in a gentle manner. You swear ur heart skipped a beat. “Hehehe…I am Gojo satoru. Yes yes THE Gojo of the Gojo clan, six eyes and limitless~” Gojo said in a very…well…Gojo kinda of way.

Everyone deadpanned Gojo as he only looked at you, while extremely embarrassed for him you couldn’t help but laugh at his reply. “Hahah, ohhh so you’re like a big cool boss kinda guy huh? pfhh hahah!” Gojo quickly got embarrassed and started to blush as well as explaining himself “W..WHAT!!! No! I was just saying how I am the strongest of generation!!! Do you wanna fight or something!!!” As you continue to laugh at Gojo became more red Shoko and Geto looked at eachother and just smirked. “So who’s asking who first..” Shoko betted towards Geto. “Well…we’ll just have to find out.”

And that’s how ur friend group started, on that day everything ur life would change, for the better or for the worse. A year later as you’re all second years you’re all still young and dumb, yet still strong and mature when needed. “Hey guys we should totally celebrate for the first years!” Gojo screamed as he ran over too you and you’re two loyal companions. Even after the death of Riko torn everyone and almost caused Geto to create a master genocide. Everything ended up working out, and you would finally celebrate the two first years for a job well done.

“Hey Shoko how drunk would you have to be to sleep with one of the boys?” You said as you did your make up because if something was being celebrated you had to look hot while doing it, you also wanted to finally get laid as you were never well….did it before. “Girl the world would have to end for me to even think of sleeping with them.” Shoko said while laughing. You softly shake your head before putting on ur dress and getting ur hair done. Finally was time for you to get some bitches…

The party was LOUD and when I mean loud I mean capital L-O-U-D. You walked in to see many students, you didn’t even realize there were that many. Even members of the zenin clan were there. “Ughh Shoko where are the boys at??” You said trying to not step on people while holding onto Shoko. “They’re right here silly.” She said as you turned your head to see Gojo and Suguru with matching suits on. “Glad you two could make it..” Suguru said obviously checking you both out, but Gojo’s eyes never left yours. “You look…beautiful, so beautiful and sexy..” He said blushing when he realized what he said. “I- I mean…would you like to uhm…chill in my room..?” He said with nervousness obvious in his tone. “Hehe I would love to do that! Come with me lover boy~” as you dragged him off. Shoko turns to Geto with a sly grin, “looks like you owe me $20~” She said as she grabbed a cup. “Ugh..fuck me..” Geto muttered under his breath.

Laughter could be heard as you dragged Satoru to his own room. “Don’t tell me you’re nervous already Gojo hehehe~” you said while also trying to not be nervous. “M-me?? Nervous hah! I don’t make me laugh!” He said as he grabbed you and thrown you into his room before shutting his door. He slowly started to walk towards you, nervous but shown himself as confident, it felt like the world had frozen.

You were pure red, blushing from excitement and embarrassment. You couldn’t believe it, you’ve been inlove for so long, you wanted this moment yet you were scared. You took a deep breathe as you saw him staring at you like a god would to his subjects. “W…well..Mr. Gojo the strongest…what are you gonna do-“ you were quickly cut off my gojo’s finger pressed on ur mouth, he looked up at you with love in his eyes. “It’s satoru for you. Only call me satoru..” he said before looking at you while holding ur chin waiting for your consent. With the nod of your head he began to kiss you.

It was slow and sensual at the same time soon your tounges fought for dominance which of course he won’t as his knee started to grind inbetween your legs. It was so…much you’ve never felt such pleasure nor did you know someone could give you such pleasure…well Gojo wasn’t just a someone.

“Look at you..all big talk yet you’re shaking under me, look how adorable you look~” satoru said with a smirk. You wanted to say something back before you let out a loud moan, you saw Satoru’s hands inbetween ur legs messing with your clit as he kissed and bit ur neck with his own love marks.

“N..nghh~..S..satoru~ to much AH~!” you said as he bit ur ear, “that’s doesn’t sound like to much if you’re moaning like a whore baby~” He grabbed your dress before pulling it off as he unbuckled his belt. “We gotta get you all ready for me….” He said as you were shivering trying to catch up to him. He soon pulled your panties to the side as he touched ur entrance with his long leaned finger.

Rubbing your clit while using his fingers to pleasure you as you grabbed the sheets while moaning loudly. You were sure everyone had already left yet you still wanted more. “More! Please more!” You practically screamed and he slid another finger. While it was uncomfortable at first due to the new feeling you soon couldn’t fight the pleasure it brought you.

Gojo softly laughed before looking at you in the eyes. “How bad do you want it. Beg for it.” You had no other choice. Not like you were thinking straight anyways, while people got drunk off of the achohol you got drunk off of the pleasure. “Ngh…! Please please I want you! I want you so bad please I’ll be good please~!!!” Gojo soon pulled his hand out of you, it was wet, messy, and sticky as he licked your juices off his mouth. He soon grabbed your thighs apart with a serious stare looking at you for your consent which you helplessly nodded.

“Are you sure you’re ready?” He said. “Yes yes yes!! Please please give it to me!!” If you could overdoes on pleasure you might as well call yourself dead. He soon lined himself up before slowly thrusting into your body. “Ahh..fuck so…so..so fucking tight..” he said as he shoved his head into your shoulder while you silently screamed as he shoved half of his member into you.

“Ugh fuck! So full~!!!” You said moaning into his ear as he pounded into your body without an ounce of mercy. Your legs shaking as you screamed his name and smaller curses as he thrusted into you. “Please!!!please please!! Give it to me S..sa- TORU~!” He held onto you as he thrusted upwards hitting that sweet sweet sensitive spot. “Ahh…fuck taking it like a good girl.” He said as he squeezed your legs even tighter. “Ngh..! G..gonna cum! You’re gonna make me cum..!” He whimpered into your ear as he scratched your back, your back arched as you feel yourself coming undone onto him. “OH FUCK~! I-I can’t to much hah~!” She screamed as she grabbed Satoru’s hair and pulled. “Almost there…gonna cum oh fuck~! Cuming cuming inside! Gonna make you a mommy and gonna- oh fuck~!”

He quickly came before almost falling ontop to you but using the last of his strength to move to the side before wrapping his arms around you. “How is it, that I��m the strongest yet I feel so weak near you..” you softly chuckle. “Because that’s what love is…and I love you…so very very much…”

The strongest, the unstoppable realized then and there that if that’s what love meant then he was devoted to you. Because not only did he feel weak around you. He felt at home. Loved. So why does it matter if you’re strong because you take all his strength with that smile of yours. “Then I love you too.” He said before kissing your head passing out with you while the party downstairs didn’t even notice you guys gone..

A N: Ahhh!!! This is my first fanfic so I hope you’ll enjoy my content and consider following for more!! Hope you can use my ask for things such as suggestions, tips, or just to talk!! For other fanfic writes hope we can be moots and thank you all for reading this!

Please do not plagiarize, steal, or copy this fanfic, but please take inspiration to create and write ur own fantasies but please ping me into the fanfic so I can read the beautiful creation<3

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu gojo #jujutsu fanfic #jujutsu smut #gojo satoru #gojo smut #gojo fanfic #fanfic #smut #jjk smut

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ultimateloserboy · 11 months

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do yall ever think about how duck has a very obvious bias towards red guy that he doesn’t have for anyone else? duck was following along with the electricity thing until red guy was like “hey youre not plugged in” and then duck IMMEDIATELY agreed with him. duck is a very selfish character and always thinks that he (and only he) is right about everything, but this doesnt apply to red guy for some reason. red guy is the only person duck will ever hear out. even when duck disagrees with him he isnt as harsh on red guy as he would be to anyone else. in the transport episode for example, duck very much DID NOT want to go anywhere. he argued, sure, but in the end he let red guy use the car with him in it. duck would not do that shit for anyone else. if anyone else was driving that car and he didnt want to go, he would be shattering windows to get out. duck doesnt do things that he doesnt want to do, unless its for red guy, and then hes angry about it but he does it anyway. is he annoying about it? yes. but he still let red guy drive him. and that says a lot about how biased he is.

my favorite example of this is in the friendship episode when red guy says “you said you weren’t going to talk to him like that anymore” which implies that at some point, DUCK, THE BIGGEST STUBBORN ASS ON THE PLANET, had a discussion with red guy and agreed to not make fun of yellow guy anymore. did he follow through? no, but just the fact that he agreed in the first place is astounding. he wouldnt do that for anyone but red guy. and then later he says “dont turn on me” in response to red guy scolding him which isnt very relevant i just think its really funny. theyre a gayass old married couple but i digress

anyway, i think its interesting that red guy makes duck a slightly better person. red guy isnt a good person either but hes on the better end compared to duck and sometimes he drags duck up to his level. red guy might be a bit of an ass but hes easily redeemable, and by slightly bettering duck, he doesnt make duck a good person, but he does make duck more redeemable. basically he gets duck closer to being a good person.

i like the reflection of this too, because duck makes red guy an even worse person. red guy is also very easily swayed by duck. sometimes he’ll scold duck into being slightly better, but sometimes duck will persuade him into being worse, and it all depends on how theyre feeling in the moment. the biggest example of this is in the bigger boys room. the red guy we usually see would normally discourage duck from torturing the little blob thing, and even if our duck might not be against it, hed be less inclined to go along with it if red guy disagreed. however both of the big boys could not care less, theyre bored and have nothing to do but jab shit into their experiment thing. red guy doesnt care what duck does anymore. and dont get me wrong, saying its ducks fault that red guy became like this is taking away his responsibility. red guy became like this because he was already heading down that path himself. but i think its interesting that depending on whos persuading the other, they either get better or worse. it shows how theres good and bad in both of them. they effect eachother more than people think, and they probably dont even realize it.

#dhmis #dhmis fandom #dhmis duck #dhmis red guy #duck guy #red guy #duck dhmis #fluffybird #red guy x duck #dhmis analysis #dont hug me im scared

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clovernumber3 · 6 months

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From the Start to the End ☆

(A Luffy x afab! Reader)

Trope: Childhood Bestfriend

Summary: Luffy And you were the best duos ever in existence! Everywhere you go, he will obviously follow. Because that's what best friends are for! Maybe there was soemthing more to that. Every since both of you turned 16, he sailed off to become KING OF THE PIRATES. Though both of you had cut off contact, you missed eachother dearly, after a recent meet up, feelings finally gets recognized!

Genre: Tooth rotting leg kicking Kind of Fluff

(Ig)

Your childhood was wild, with a heck load of heart attacks since you were with Luffy. Always ending up one way or another with random animals that were 5 times your size and somehow managing to kill it with the help from Ace and Sabo.

It was mostly you and luffy that hung out. Garp would describe your friendship with luffy as unbreakable or a 'two peas in a pod' scenario.

The moment you two met for the first time soemthing clicked with the both of you and you two became instant besties!

One time both of you climbed a really tall tree. Like almost 9 feet. You guys were small and that was really scary. You guys were stuck there for 4 hours sitting one branch, sitting next to eachother calling for Garp until he finally found you two and managed to get you down safely.

It was mostly Luffy that got the scolding because Garp spared you and liked you better since you were more disciplined than Luffy. Though you did give Garp a piece of your mind by telling him not to scold Luffy so harshly and actually punched Garp in the stomach. He collapsed.

Luffy gapsed in amazement and was hugging you like crazy for saving him. You did blush a bit and hugged him back obviously. Garp sat and saw you slightly blushing when Luffy hugged you. 'Good luck [name], hope you get with Luffy' Garp thought. It did look really sweet and He really did hope you two got together.

"[Name]!!" Luffy shouted, running to you with enthusiasm.

"Oh, Hey Luff! What's up?" You said as you raised your head up from picking some berries from a nearby bush

"I have a realllyyy important thing to tell you."Luffy said inbetween breaths as he was running toward you.

"Oooo~ Tell me!!!" You sqealed in excitement, gently placing the berry basket on the ground and making small jumps from the excitement.

"Pinky promise me something! Promise me that we will always be together! From the start to the End!" He said shyly as he held out his Pinky for you to hold.

"I promise luffy!" You held his Pinky and made the promise. This was very special to the both of you until you both turned 16.

•

"Luffy, are you sure about this? It seems really dangerous and I don't want you getting lost or worse, hurt" you asked worryingly. Becoming KING OF PIRATES is not an easy damn task. There will be multiple hurdles for you to meet and you might as well end up dead.

"[Name], I'm gonna be fine! Don't'cha worry bout me okay? I promise to visit you!" Luffy said, flashing the smile you always adored and cherished.

"Oh luffy! Take this. I made it. It's something for you to remember of me. I hope you like if." You hand him a bracelet with both of your initials. and plus, the beads match eachother! His was a red and white, while your was your (f/c) with black. It couldn't be more prettier!

"Woah!! [Name] these look so cool! Thank you!~" luffy chirps while admiring the bracelet around his wrist.

" Stay safe Luffy, see you soon" you wished him while sqeezing his hand tightly, in return, he sqeezed yours too.

"I promise [Name]. I'll bring you loads of treasure too!" Luffy promised, looking into your eyes.

His boat became smaller and smaller from the dock. You wished he didn't leave, but it would eat you up if you didn't allow him to live his dream. Even if it's the most difficult and dangerous one.

•

It's been 3 years since he left. You've seen his wanted posters before and you couldn't be more proud of him for reaching his goal.not to mention his bounty was beyond what you expected. His goofy smile makes you fall inlove with him over and over again. Your 19 and you own a small flower shop thats pretty popular around the whole island. Sales have been great and you've actually been making a lot of money.

It was a balmy afternoon and you were just closing up the shop, until you heard a few locals screaming.

"PIRATES HAVE COME!!!" "PIRATES HAVE COME!!"

You wondered if it was luffy and his crew. You ran to the docks and were met by your smiling best friend. And to your surprise, he still has the bracelet on!

"Luffy!" You shouted in excitement and joy as you locked eyes with him.

"[Name]!!" Luffy shouted back, using his devil fruit to bear hug you from a distance.

His crew had come to meet you. One had really nice black silky hair. You could recognize her front the wanted posters. Nico Robin. Another one had green hair. It oddly reminded you of a moss patch. Another one had crispy golden locks and was puffing a cigarette.

"Ah! So you [Name]. Thank God we met you, otherwise we would have to stuff Luffy's mouth with food to make him stop talking about you" one woman approached you. She had soft orange locks that looked beautiful under the sun. She had stuck out her hand to handshake you.

"[Nams]!!~ it's been so long since we talked!! I missed you sooooo much." Luffy whined while clinging onto your body like a leech.

"I'm hungry! Where's that diner we always went to as kids?" Luffy asked while looking around the island.

"I'll take you and your crew there Luff. Let's go now."

•

Everyone is enjoying their time at the diner. Zoro seemed to be drinking more than eating. You looked around and was satisfied everyone was filling themselves up. Especially luffy.

"Hey Luff, remember that spot we use to go to for hide and seek?" You asked as you turned your head to mee this eyes

"Oh yea!the cherry bloom tree!" Luffy said while eating meat.

"We can go there after we eat, I wanna talk to you in private."

•

You and Luffy walk to the Chery blossom tree and sat under it. Remembering the memories behind it. The tree was located under a cliff and it had a very nice shade of pink. The petals were falling and it looked quite the best place to relax.

"Hey Luff, could you hear me out?" You ask, as your [e/c] eyes meet his.

"Yea sure! What on your mind?" Luffy asks while doing his signature gummy smile.

"Look, I dont know how to explain this but, ever since we met when we were kids, I've... always liked you. Loved you actually. You were fun, kind ,caring sweet, cute, you were the most perfect human being I've ever met... so I asked you to come here so that I can confess, that I'm in love with you Luffy, it's a deep connection. I've loved you From the start to the End ."

Luffy's eyes widened as he took all the information you gave him for processing. He then flashed a smile and kissed you. Passionately.

"I love you too [Name]!!!" Luffy shouts and he hugs you tighter than anything.

There are tears in your eyes as you finally spat out your feelings for him. You finally confessed.

"Thank you luffy.."You were choking on your sobs of happiness as you hugged him tight.

"[Name], do you wanna join my crew? Cause thats when we both will be together always!"

You were hesitant at first, but.. how could you say no to the love of your life?

•

You were now moving into The thousand sunny. You said goodbye to your homeland. Taking in one last look before you smile and turn your back, as the the ship starts to sail away.

Now, your adventure begins, with your boyfriend and his crew

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writing-havoc · 2 years

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Shattered Paintings

♡ Summary: Your first kiss shared with The Kaz Brekker

♡ Pairing(s): Kaz Brekker x Reader

♡ Fandom: Six of Crows

♡ Warning(s): None

♡ WC: 3.4k

Even more Kaz. He's just a very neat character. He's got so many layers that are fun to peel back and try and piece together with others. Lemme know what you think. Hope you like it <3

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Kaz's heavy footsteps fell behind you as you ran down the wet stones of the Zelver District. Jesper would be making his way back to the Slat utilizing his own route whilst Inej followed from above, keeping an eye out for anybody who managed to follow you guys out.

"Left." Kaz called, and you hooked a left immediately down a path between two houses. It was small and a few things blocked a clear path, but it was manageable to get around with the speed you set.

You were about to pop out of the otherside when a hand grabbed the back of your jacket, yanking you back and down to the ground between a few tins of garbage and an empty overturned crate of who knows what.

You almost jabbed your elbow into the gut of whoever grabbed you until you seen the crow head of a cane in front of you.

"Easy there. Need those." Kaz's gravely cadence immediately recognizable.

Relaxing, you put your arms down, slumping against the wall of the building behind you. The stones were soaking your pants, but it wasn't anything that couldn't be dried or cleaned off later.

Rapid footsteps passed the entrance to the alley in which you disappeared into. It helped that earlier you had made a right, obscuring their vision while Kaz pointed to this split and tucked the both of you away.

However the adrenaline caught up to you, and you began to giggle as Kaz's hand slipped away from your clothes and was tucked onto his lap.

Really, you tried to hold it in, but the more you did the worse they became.

"Quiet." He hissed. "They may well still be in earshot."

"Sorry, sorry." You apologized, a snicker making its way out. "They're just... so fucking stupid." To make matters worse, you could just barely hear them yelling at eachother about losing the both of you.

But it's not even that either.

This mission was simple. So simple, even, that half your normal crew was able to stay at the Slat while the four of you left to do this mission alone. And it was so unbelievably simple you were surprised it went wrong in the first place.

To your astounding luck, you had planned to rob this guy at the exact same time as another pair of people did. Whilst you snuck in from the front, they snuck in from the back, keeping out of sight as they snagged whatever looked valuable while your group snuck to the second floor for a painting that was stolen and a necklace of great importance to someone, which Kaz planned to obtain and sell for an even higher price.

So long as the night went right, the Crow Club would be a hundred and fifty thousand kruge richer.

And really, you would still be a hundred and fifty thousand kruge richer. Just... not in the way that was originally planned.

Because just as you made it down the stairs, the other group of thieves (who were laughably less skilled and that much more stupid) were about to walk out the front door.

A staring contest ensued, everyone blinking at eachother. All hell broke loose moments later, breaking everyone's shock as the original owner of the house came back and yelled for the Stadwatch.

And for some gloriously stupid reason, you guys and the other group of criminals decided to run in the same direction with Jesper hauling the painting in one direction while Kaz slipped Inej the necklace and ran in another.

To top it all off, the second group decided you would be easy prey, and attempted to chase you in an effort to get whatever goodies you had stolen and take them for themselves.

It was pure comedy. Fit for a play that any tourist would find exciting and laughable for locals who knew better.

So who could blame you for your barely contained laughter? The situation was comically stupid and the odds of it happening were pretty nonexistent. But, since it's you guys, the odds were ever in your favor.

Kaz whacked you with his cane. Not meant to hurt but definitely meant to knock some sense into you before you blew your guys' cover.

You turned to him and found him smiling too. It was barely contained and you could see he was desperately trying to cover it with a smirk.

"Just..." He pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to keep it together. "Just hold it for a few more minutes. Hopefully you'll wear out by then and we'll have the opportunity to leave."

Even in your adrenaline drunk state, you took the time internally to appreciate the man beside you.

Kaz Brekker was not a man of expressing emotions. In fact, you could say he was allergic to the very premise of such a thing. And as such, it made him a rather hard man to understand and someone he had hoped would be impossible to get close to and even more impossible to love.

But you always liked impossible odds, even if you didn't plan on taking them.

The way you had gotten together wasn't conventional at all. It was an uncharacteristically warm Thursday afternoon that was ending up to be pretty grim when you came stumbling into the Slat with a knife sticking out of your thigh and a swollen lip.

In your pretty banged up state accompanied by a minor concussion, when you had seen Kaz come running to you, you said the most awful pick-up line known to mankind and proceeded to pass out on the floor.

You awoke a day later with a headache, an incredibly sore thigh, and Kaz resting in a chair beside your bed.

Talking out what you had said when he awoke was one of the most embarrassing things in your life, but in his own Kaz way he steered the conversation in exactly the way he wanted and, quote unquote, "confessed" to you with nothing more than a few simple words and piercing eye contact.

That was nearly a year ago, and every day since then you learned more and more about Kaz that never seized to surprise you.

Like now. He took his hat off temporarily and slicked his hair back, revealing a slight ravens point hairline. You could have sworn it was smooth, but now so close to him you realized you were wrong.

He cleared his throat as he put his hat back, using his cane to stand up and peaked out the other entrance of alley from which you came and gave the all clear.

You began walking, but it wasn't long until you sank into a squat and barked out a loud kind of laughter that echoed of the walls. Someone shushed you from down the street, but you hadn't a care in the world.

Kaz and his cane stopped where they were and came back toward you.

"Get up." He ordered, but it lacked his usual venom. It wasn't quite fond, but it was leaning in that direction more than his usual tone, which says a lot for him considering you were in the middle of the street in a pretty wealthy neighborhood.

You wheezed. "I can't." You wiped your eyes. "I'm really trying here Kaz but it's just too good."

"You're insufferable."

He snapped his fingers the best he could beneath his rubber gloves. You wiped your eyes with a laughter contained in a breath, and took Kaz's hand in yours, allowing him to pull you up.

It was a new development, the touching.

Of course you could touch his gloved hands when he offered, but it was the lack of hesitation on your side that was new.

It took a long, long talk with Kaz before you both came to the agreement that should he offer his hand to you, you shouldn't be expected to hesitate. He wanted you to know he wouldn't be offering if he wasn't sure.

It took a solid two and a half weeks before you truly let yourself take what he was giving, but it made your relationship a lot better when you became confident in his confidence.

Without gloves, though? That was a territory you had only explored twice in just as many months and required completely new boundaries. It was a slow process you had grown accustomed to. Evey time was electrifying and you couldn't be prouder of him.

He let go, urging you along. While the brunt of the laughter was gone, you still giggled. You caught him giving you a side glance, and the only thing he had to say about it was a barely amused head shake.

Eventually, you made it back to the Slat. When you entered, Jesper and Inej were already inside and waiting by the staircase, goodies in hand. Kaz ordered for Jesper to take the painting to his office whilst he took the necklace from Inej with a nod.

The painting wasn't even that large, but you guessed his leg might be bothering him a bit today. It was chillier and damper than usual. Never good for the joints or, in this case, unproperly healed tibia breaks.

With very minimal complaining and some showing off for Wylan, Jesper took the painting up the stairs two at a time, rushing into Kaz's office. You heard the thud of the frame hitting the floor, then Jesper emerged and nearly threw himself down the stairs and into the crowd of the Slat. Though you knew he would be going for Wylan the moment he was free.

Inej had disappeared off elsewhere, the Slat a bit overwhelming as of now. Nina was sitting at a table across from Wylan with some waffles piled on a plate in front of her, Matthias nowhere in sight. He must be asleep about now.

Kaz began his trudge up the stairs. And though, now that you see his even more awkward gate, his leg was bothering him, he hurried up at his normal pace. You followed along, intending to unwind in his office and see what he was going to be doing with the necklace.

Kaz's office smelt the same as it always had. Like fresh paper, ink, and a distinct woodsy scent you're not sure where it originates from. There was also a slight rose scent from a nearly burnt through candle on his desk that was snuffed out a hour before you left.

When the door was closed, the both of you began your nightly wind-down routine. You took the top layer of your clothes off and put them on the coat rack besides Kaz's items, toeing your shoes off and placing them next to it. You unbuttoned the top button of your shirt and stretched out your limbs, a yawn escaping your lips as you walked to the window behind his desk.

Meanwhile, Kaz having put his coat and hat on the rack the moment he entered the room, kept his shoes on and made his way over to the bathroom.

That consisted of taking off his gloves, washing his hands, splashing his face and scrubbing it a little before drying everything off and putting his gloves back on. His hair was always a little damp at the front, and he would slick it back in a way that always made your guts turn a little mushy. And he knew that, highlighted by the smirk that would plaster on his face when he looked at you right after, a few strands of hair bouncing back to cover his forehead.

He was a devilishly handsome man and he was infuriatingly aware of it.

If he used that power in business he would have the whole of Ketterdam on their knees.

You leaned your elbows on the sill of the window, looking out at streets of Ketterdam. It wasn't exactly evening where golden light would bathe the streets, but it was getting there. The yellow wash of the buildings were getting a little redder, voices below starting to talk about turning in soon and whether they would have time to see certain shops and plays before it starts to get into the true danger hours.

Granted, every hour in Ketterdam is a danger hour, but at night and the hour or two leading up to it it's just that much worse.

A few houses down across the street you could see a building being rebuilt after being demolished the day before, and couldn't help but wonder if they're going to fix that leaning problem the house next to it is having. Probably not, since pretty much all houses are leaning on one another, but it would make building the new one way easier.

"Y/n, love, come here a moment?"

The pet name made your heart soar, so of course you had to make his life a little difficult.

"Sorry," you tilted your head, "what was that?"

He sighed. "Y/n, love," he repeated with a little amusement, "come here a moment please?" It was a mocking and very unenthusiastic tone, one that would usually have you slapping the opposing person for their rudeness and audacity. But it's Kaz, so-

"What is it?" You turned around, surprised to see him already looking at you from over his shoulder.

He looked back in front of him, curiously attracting you over to peek over his shoulder, careful not to touch him.

His throat was awfully loud as he swallowed his spit, skin radiating warmth. "Why is this here?"

His pen pointed to a specific spending on the ledger. Upon further investigation, you sucked in a breath to your teeth, flinching enough that it made an eye of yours close.

A little bit of your hair fell to his shoulder, and you just barely missed the way goosebumps attacked his skin when gravity took it grazing against his neck.

"You've gotta know why, Kaz."

"It's the third time this month."

"And it's also the third time this month that bastard of a woman dished out more than she could take."

He sighed. "We've been through this. If you're gonna smash her over the head with something, please make sure its not a painting ive had to go off and steal- better yet, take her outside."

A rumble escaped deep from your throat, scratching it. "Fine."

A moment of silence lapsed between you as he checked the painting and something else off.

He shifted in his chair a bit. "What'd she say this time?"

Immediately your face flushed. You leaned away from him, standing straight now as you fiddled a chipping in his chair.

Kaz put the ledger balance down, now turning in his chair to face you, bad leg spread out over the expanse of the carpet.

He didn't press, though. You just needed time to work out the words.

"She just..." You looked into his eyes as they stared into yours. You put a hand over your eyes as you continued. "She was saying some pretty nasty shit."

"About?"

"About... you, mostly. I was gonna let it slide, I really was. People talk shit about you all the time—" he blew a quick exhale through his nose as a laugh "—but... I don't know this time it just..." your volume took a deep dive, "really bothered me."

With your hand over your eyes you couldn't really tell what Kaz was thinking (you probably couldn't tell anyway) but honestly, you don't think you want to know.

It was stupid, really. You let your emotions get the best of you in the most embarrassing display possible more than once and in the exact same way.

But really, it was Vicki's fault. She should have learned the first time that talking shit about those you care about was an express ticket to getting her ass handed to her. And to make it worse she hardly fought back and always cried like a bitch about it afterward. She probably doesn't even know how to fight back, you think. But she just kept doing it after the first time.

You heard that she doesn't just do this at the Crow Club either. She's done this at various clubs across town and has a knack for getting kicked out of almost all of them because, as you can guess, she dished out more than she could handle and it caused one too many outbreaks of violence.

She was insufferable. The first time she was just being downright racist and the second she had made fun of you in retaliation for the first attack. This was probably an addiction that you were fueling but you just didn't care.

"Third times the charm, right?" You said, voice small with an equally small and nervous half chuckle.

You hoped that saying rang true this time. Because if she decided she was gonna talk shit about Kaz's gloves and limp one more time you don't think you were gonna be able to hold back from doing some serious damage. Bones and cartilage might break.

There was silence for a long time after that. "A long time" might be an over statement, but it was long enough that your arm was beginning to grow uncomfortable keeping your hand raised. The seconds ticked by and each one brought you closer to just turning tail and jumping out the window, height and consequences be damned.

The cool feel of leather on your skin nearly made you jump. It wrapped around your fingers, pulling your hand away from your eyes while the other hooked into your pants and pulled you to the left.

Shock had you stumbling after the pull instead of questioning it, bringing you between Kaz's legs. Once you were where he liked, he let go of your hand and unhooked his finger.

With a bit of unease, he took his gloves off, gripping them together before setting them down gently on his desk. His attention traveled back to you in a matter of moments, his long slender fingers planted on his thighs.

Honestly you were... more confused now. You thought for sure you were gonna get something along the lines of a stern talking to, not anything like... whatever this is.

He cocked his head ever so slightly, urging you to lean down with a wave of his hand.

You leaned down cautiously, trying to keep your balance and not tip over onto him. That would be a horrible setback. When it seemed you leaned down far enough, he urged you down even further.

You took a step forward, getting steady as you were not even a full six inches from his face.

His eyes looked over your face, analyzing everything. Deep brown looking the barest bit golden where the sun was catching them. They traveled the expanse of your own, dipping down to your lips.

Pale slender fingers came up to the side of your face. He stopped for a breath, then placed the pads of his fingers to the sides of your warm face. A gasp escaped your partially parted lips, both at the temperature difference and the severity of the action just committed.

He leaned forward, and you couldn't help but lean in too, following the pull of his fingers.

You held your breath, face barely an inch apart from his. As his eyes fluttered shut so did yours. He took the leap, his lips barely ghosting over yours.

It was a startling realization to come to that you could feel his breath on yours. It was shakey and incredibly uneven, but you let him have this. Your face flushed even hotter.

This man had you in a chokehold.

He pulled back, his fingers detaching from your face. You opened your eyes to find his yet again already looking at you. His arms were shaking and you could tell it was taking a bit of a toll on him. Yet he disregarded the gloves, letting his hands fall to his lap as cold sweat beaded down the side of his face.

"What was that for?" You asked, voice on the cusp of a whisper.

He took a deep, steadying breath. "Thank you." His voice was rough but his gaze was sharp. Yet it still had that softness that he used only with you.

You didn't do well at schooling your expression, then, letting it display something between shock and endearment.

His gloves lay still on his desk, a bundle of leather resting atop damp ink. You took them in your hand, holding the fingers as you offered them to him. You smiled wide, a fond giggle sneaking out.

"Anytime, Brekker."

With the faintest of smiles, he took the gloves, slipping his hands into them.

There was not a moment he wanted to spend in this cruel world not loving you. Even if, sometimes, you shattered his paintings over a person's well-deserved head.

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demodraws0606 · 4 months

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All i'll say is

Believing that Dr*am is a groomer does not mean you have any moral high ground to judge people who don't think he is.

This situation is complex and both side have pretty damning evidence on the other. You can't blame either side for believing what they believe.

You are ALLOWED to hate Dream, you are allowed to not feel comfortable around people who are fans of him. You are allowed to think he is a groomer without being attacked for it.

You are NOT allowed to tell people to end their own life or that they're a "pedo defender". Holding moral judgement about people you dont even fucking know personally in a situation like this is not helping anyone.

I'm not gonna say what I personally believe because no one's fucking buiseness. All I want to say is that the trend of judging people's morality in situation like this is just purely a way to make yourself feel better.

We live in the real world, sometimes situations aren't black and white.

Idc make assumptions about this if you want, internet genuinely has been fucking vile recently and my hope in people's critical thinking skills have sunk to an all time low.

This isn't even about Dream I'm gonna be honest although the issue is especially worse with him. You could replace him with a piece of fucking cheese and I would say the same thing.

It's not just Twitter, the internet from the beginning has instilled into people such a chronic fear of being a bad person, it's rotted people's brains.

Leading to shit like policing queer identities and supporting people's horrid behavior for the sake of feeling superior, of feeling like you're the one in the right.

I'm so sick of people constantly fighting eachother, it's disheartening to see the internet has just become like this now. I've had panic attacks thinking of how people would perceive me for opinions I DIDNT EVEN SHARE on the internet back in the day. For fucking enjoying content people saw as problematic.

People act like they're doing this to help people or a cause but let's be honest what good are you fucking doing beefing with random people on social media ? What are you acheiving ? You can't tell me people don't find personal satisfaction in feeling morally superior to someone.

Btw if you take anything in this post out of context or look into my other posts to try and assume shit about me, you are what this post is about. Fuck off and don't ever fucking interact with me.

Anyways, probably gonna take a break from social media outside of discord and youtube (idk if they count as social media but idc). Might change dependent on if I get hate for this post or not and if I something to brainrot about.

This rant was ruminating in my brain for a long time I'd argue even before the Green Bitch was in the picture but it definitely became the tipping point for me to realise that the majority of people on the Internet are just Awful.

#dream situation #rant #vent #i'm just Done #like literally people have been nothign but horrible lately #i dont fucking care about dream he could get off the internet forever and I Would Not Care #I care about the horrible way people have treated this situation #go ahead and try to assume i think dream isn't a groomer #i don't consider randos on the internet my friend #you don't have any right to judge my fucking character when you dont even fucking know me #that's all

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glitterinmyveinss · 7 months

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// Back to the Basics //

steve- o x fem!reader

summary: you and steveo used to be best friends, knowing eachother since highschool and all. but growing up sucks. Especially when your best friend who you had/have a massive crush on now does coke off of models backs.

❥ ༄ you were so happy for steve-o when his career as a stunt man finally took off. you've know him since highschool and knew that it was definitely the right career for him. You remembered how you two would always go to the park after school and you would just sit and watch him skate, occasionally you would ask him to teach you.

❥༄ "well first you have to put your foot on the board dude" steveo said with a sarcastic tone. you looked at him and pouted "obviously i know that but which one?" for once, he was looking at 𝘆𝗼𝘂 like you were the dumb one. of course you kinda knew which foot you were supposed to put on the board, but steveo just intimated you so much you lost all knowledge around him and it was like your brain was constantly short circuiting. it was that or all the pot you guys smoked last period. he shook his head and laughed. "put down your most dominant foot babe." your heart did a little skip at that. it wasn't unusual for steveo to use pet names with you, but still, everytime he did it made you flustered...and confused. hesitantly, you put your foot on the board. steveo nodded then spoke up "ok now your other foot, then stand sideways, and push with the first foot you put down." you did as told and started moving. you guys were both laughing as you started to get the hang of it "awesome y/n you're better than when i started!" you blushed and smiled at him "thanks stevie" he gave you a soft smile, then ushered for you to follow him. "come on man let's get some tacos from this truck i'm starved." you got off the board and handed it to him and began following him. you loved this side of steve. everyone else thought he was jsut some rich obnoxious asshole who loved attention. and while that wasn't too far from the truth, he still had a loveable side like everyone else. he was extremely funny and could make you smile no matter what mood you were in, he was actually pretty smart at times, and was whole heartedly kind. to you at least. not so much everyone else. you wish everyone could see his soft side so they would understand why you hung out with him, but you also liked how it was reserved just for you.

❥༄ now it's 2002 and "Jackass: The Movie" was doing rounds in the ticket office. Your and Steveos relationship became basically non existent ever since he joined jackass. he started blowing you off to go hang out with other people you didn't even know, started partying a lot more, (if that was even possible) and he was always busy filming stunts, or being in the er. you tried not to bug him about it, afraid of seeming clingy and like you wanted to drag him down, which of course you didn't. you just wanted your friend back. It was a thursday evening and you had just gotten back from your big girl office job. ever since you were little you knew you wanted to leave your home town. It just always felt so small and closed off from the rest of the world to you. you wanted to live somewhere more progressive. so you got serious about school and were able to get a stable, good paying job in san diego. you went to your room, changed, then plotted down on your couch with some greasy fast food. hey you were single and lived alone, so you sometimes forgot to get groceries. you turned on the tv and began flipping through channels. the station it landed on was MTV, you were skeptical about leaving it on, knowing that everytime you saw steveo now, it tugged at your heart. You watched him change, for better and for worse. of course he's always been completely insane, but he had a soft side to him. now all you ever see is him intoxicated. you decided to leave it on. "maybe they won't even play jackass" you thought to yourself. the commercials ended and the intro for "MTV cribs" began to play and you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. but once the episode started, you were stunned. it was apparently a "jackass exclusive" episode where steveo and all his other cast members were showing their "cribs." you knew you should turn it off, or find something else to watch, but you didn't want too. the tv began to show steveo, wasted as ever. you watched in disappointment as he began showing his disgusting apartment, putting hot sauce in his eye, and breaking stuff. Of course this was normal for him, but seeing him on tv do it, knowing millions of others were watching, made your heart hurt for him. "i guess his dream came true..." you thought to yourself. you've been knowing for a while yours and steveos relationship was basically over, but this was the breaking point for you. you put your food away, shut the tv off, and curled up into bed. just staring at your ceiling remembering all the good times and how they were over.

❥༄ It was a cold autumn day when your boss called you into her office. the leaves were changing, the air became crisp, and your outfits became a lotttt cuter. it was your favorite season so you were in a good mood when you walked into her office. "hey you needed to see me?" you asked while giving her a hug and handing her a coffee. "thanks! and yeah i have great news for you!" you gasped and put your hands over your mouth. "tell me!" she had a huge smile on her face while she spoke " the board is sending you to LA to get more info for our project! they think you're the perfect candidate for the job." of course you were happy hearing this, it meant you got to travel, even if it was for work, and you've never been to LA before. but you were a little shaken at the thought of being in the same city as steve o after all this time. your boss gave you all the information you needed for you trip and sent you back to your cubicle.

❥༄ a week later, and you were on your way to LA. You were driving there alone, insisiting your boss that you were fine. you tuned on the radio and cool by gwen stefani began playing. as you listened to the lyrics, you began wondering if you and steveo would ever have a relationship like that, where you could be happy and proud for eachother for finding another love, but then again, did you even want a relationship with him at all if it wasn't him as 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 partner? you couldn't see your self being in love with anyone else, you've never been in love with anyone else. 2 hours and 30 minutes later, you made it to your hotel. you grabbed your bags from the car, checked in, and settled in your room. once you were done, you noticed the time, 5:00. "most bars have happy hour right now.." you thought to yourself." you've always wanted to be in LA, so you decided to let loose and find a bar.

❥༄ you changed form your juicy tracksuit, put on a cuter outfit, and added some makeup. you began walking around looking for a bar. once you found one, you walked in and sat at the bar "a sex on the beach please" you told the bartender with a smile. he gave you your drink and you sipped it in silence, already regretting coming here. you weren't that social to begin with, and it's not like you knew anyone. you regretted not having your boss come along. all of a sudden, you heard some loud voices walk in. it sounded like a bunch of guys so you just stayed staring ahead. you would drink your cocktail, go home, change, and watch 10 things i hate about you for the millionth time. then, you heard a voice you knew all too well speak up. "2 budweisers bud" just your luck. steveo was 3 feet away from you. you noticed him look at you then look away, then snap his neck and look back. "holy shit y/n" you turned to look at him, and you wish you didn't. this was your first time seeing and hearing him in person and not through a tv and he still looked beautiful as ever "o-oh! hey stevie" you always called him that. everyone else called him steveo and steve but you just started calling him stevie one day and it stuck. he gave you a hug while smiling you returned it, hoping he wouldn't notice how your shoulders tensed or how your heart was daring to jump out your chest. even with some alcohol in your system he still made you incredibly nervous. damn it. he pulled away from the hug but stayed close. "what are you doing here. you're still in san diego right?" you fidgeted with your hands and had a nervous smile on your face as you spoke. "i'm here for work" he nodded "oh right on!" he seemed really happy to see you actually, but a part of you was telling you that it was just an act and he couldn't give 2 shits about what you were up too. i mean how happy could he be if he never bothered to call anymore? you noticed he was kind of staring at you, then he spoke up "you look r-really good" he said shyly with a soft smile, which was rare from him, and it felt so nostalgic to see him like that again. "thanks so do you" you said while playing with your hair. it was a nervous fidget you had. then all of a sudden, a tall man with dark hair and dark sunglasses came up to you both. it none other than the johnny knoxville. "where's my beer o?" he spoke. steveo jumped a little and looked away from you "here man" johnny took the can then turned to face you. "oh sorry am i interrupting something?" before steveo could even say anything though, you spoke up "oh no i was...just about to leave." you got down from the chair and slinged your purse on your shoulder. "bye boys" you said as you walked out. as much as you wanted to stay and talk to steveo while staring into his eyes, you knew he was officially done with you. he was hanging out with the big shots now. including bam margera and tony hawk. he was banging models and getting wasted daily. he was living life like a rockstar, like he always wanted, and you didn't wanna ruin that for him. it always seemed that you and steveo were from completely different worlds, but now it was painfully obvious. and you didn't belong in his, or so you thought.

❥༄ you were a few blocks from the bar when you began to hear someone behind you running and yelling "y/n wait!" you turned around and saw steveo coming towards you, with your phone in his hand. once he caught up to you he handed it to you "you left this back there" you grabbed the phone while shaking your head "gosh not again!" you put the phone in your purse then turned to him "thanks you're a life saver." he laughed at your comment "still a klutz huh?" he said with a playful smirk. you gave him one back. "old habits die hard" he let out a little chuckle, then his expression slightly changed from playful to serious. "speaking of that.. i meant what i said back there. you look good." you stared at him, not really knowing what to say. it seemed like he was holding back. he noticed that you knew this and continued " i mean seeing you was like a breath of fresh air" he said with a slight chuckle. you could tell he was tipsy. he was always sweet when he was tipsy. "your face reminds me of when everything was more...simple." you started to get angry. not necessarily at him but at the whole situation. and him saying that angered you even more. simple? did he think you were just some plain jane who had nothing better to do but hang out with him? "what is that supposed to mean?" you said while crossing your arms. he held his hands up in defense. " i didn't mean anything bad by it! it's just...you remind me of...before you know?" he said nervously. you'll admit, he was being ridiculously cute right now, but your anger was getting the better of you. "oh before you became an overnight celebrity and ditched me for brad pitt and lindsey lohan?" "y/n no please jsut list-" you cut him off. "no steve just stop....just stop." tears began to sting the corners of your eyes. you cursed yourself for always being so emotional. you spoke up, your voice shaky. "i was fine with leaving us and all the good times in the past and letting go, but now here you are pouring salt on all my wounds" steveo was staring at you, his face deathly serious and his eyes wide. "why do you think you have to leave us in the past?" you laughed at this. was he serious? "seriously? i mean come on steve we haven't talked in forever and...you're just...different now" he stared at you, looking genuinely hurt, and you knew he hated it when people called him steve, he told you so back in sophmore year when you guys were on the swings at some random park,

"𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸?"

you snapped out of your memory when steveo began shouting back at you "you think i haven't noticed y/n? i mean fuck, i just got off a bender, and i'm probably gonna go on another one." you stared at him dumbfounded. "that's not my fault steve i-" "yeah it is!" he yelled at you. you blinked and stepped back. "w-what?" he looked away from you and ran a hand through his short hair while looking down at his shoes. "ever since you left to san diego i've been lost man. you stared at him as he continued. " i've always been crazy but when i was with you... i was able to stop and be me. you didn't expect me to do any stunts, you didn't expect money or drugs from me, you just accepted me for me. the first time we hung out was the first time i felt normal, like i didn't have to put up an act so you would stay interested." it's true that you left him first. once you turned 18 you moved to san diego and started looking for jobs within your field. you didn't know how much this affected steveo thought, you didn't know he needed you as much as you needed him. while you were standing there, staring at him, in shock, he got tired of your silence. "man forget it." he waved his hand and began walking away. you snapped out of your trance and began yelling for him "no stevie! come back." he turned around, with cold eyes. you walked up to him and began to speak "i didn't know you felt that way. i didn't know you needed me as much as i needed you..." you let out a sad laugh "as much as i still need you. im sorry" you looked up at him to catch his reaction, but he was already staring at you, and as soon as your eyes locked, it was like something inside of him snapped. he grabbed your face and kissed you, hard. you were frozen for a second, you always wanted this and it was hard to believe that it was happening. but you pushed all those feelings back and melted into the kiss, putting your hands around his neck while his snaked down to your waist. you pulled away first, and smiled at him. he stepped back then spoke "you don't know how long i've wanted to do that" you laughed at his cheesey comment, then slapped his forehead. he grabbed his forehead and groaned "what the hell was that for?" you laughed at him and rubbed the area you slapped, as a sorry. "for not telling me you liked me back all those years ago!" he looked at you with a soft smile. "well let me make it up to you... how about we get lunch tomorrow? or breakfast or dinner whatever's best for you." he said while scratching his neck. you laughed at how nervous he was "how about dinner and a movie...the new star wars is out we can watch that!" he laughed at your excitement "ok geek sounds good" you just laughed it off and smiled at him. you guys were stuck staring at eachother for a minute before you spoke up "walk me to my room?" he grabbed your hand "lead the way babe" you missed that nickname. you giggled as you two began walking away, forever thankful for this evening. it felt you two were back to the basics.

authors note: hope you guys liked this! i know a lot of stuff in here is inaccurate but for the sake of the fic let's pretend everything's ok! also this was inspired by lana del reys unreleased song "back to the basics"

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blue-sadie · 6 months

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Stop Your Breath

Kane x Friend Reader

Summary: somethings changed his changed and you don't know if it's for the better

Warning: choking, tied up, breeding, marking

Yn/3rd person pov

I descend from the top of the stairs slowly holding my up graded bass ball bat the end of it covered in nails, my eyes were locked on the rattling door noob, stepping closer to it and raising the bat up to swing as the door opened.

"Its me" I stop mid swing as I heard him shout "fuck kane I almost killed you" I squealed and dropped the bat he looked between me and the bat and pointed at it "halloween" he asked with a bit of tease in his voice as he grinned.

"Still a killing machine though" I huffed slightly and walked into his arms hugging him tightly "what are you doing here" I murmured and pulled back a little so I could see his face.

His grinned fultered for a split second and his eyes glossed with tears "is everything ok" I asked my voice wavering with concern he bit his lip and looked down to the ground shaking his head.

"She cheated" he whispered so softly I almost couldn't hear it "w-what" I had to ask again just so I can make sure I heard him right, "she.... she cheated on me" his breathing became shallow as silent tears ran down his face.

I used one of my hands to urge him to look at me "it's ok to cry kane" I murmured he always had the tendency to bottle up his emotions due to his training.

He leaned into my hand and bit his lip and closed his eyes tightly his body began to shake from his crys "I-I'm supposed to be leaving tomorrow" his sobs echoed through the hallway.

I shushed him gently and hugged him more tighter then I ever have before "it's going to be ok" I reassured even though my heart hurt so much.

"Your going to be ok" I whispered and gently urged him to the couch were we lay in the comfort of eachothers arms, my hands drawing little patterns on his arms as I listened to his heart beat.

His crys of pain made my heart ache but I didn’t know what to say or do, I've only ever see him cry a couple times, "why doesn't she love me".

I wanted to say so many things but I couldn't form the words I couldn't let my feelings get the better of me, I just stayed silent listening to all of his pain it killed me.

"Am I not worth loving" my eyes snapped to look at him and he was already looking at him his filled with sorrow and helplessness, his dark curls framing his face perfectly.

I let my walls break as I adjusted myself fully to look at him "you deserve everything the world has to offer kane and I hate that you can't see that, you risk your life everyday saving alot of people" I paused taking a deep breath in.

"There's a lot of people that love you it doesn't matter if she doesn't she didn't deserve you" tears of my own started falling down my cheeks "you don't deserve this" I whispered.

"You deserve someone who treats you right someone that can handle you at your best and worse" I murmured intertwining one of our hands together.

He smiled softly and leaned up to me his hand gently caressing my cheek "I can't believe I didn't realize it sooner" he said softly before gently pushing his lips to mine I whined softly as he pulled away.

"I deserve so much better" he smiled his eyes no longer filled with sadness he pecked my lips once again and shifted so we were both laying comfortably in eachothers arms, we sat in silence just enjoying eachothers company.

I let out a tired yawn and I felt him shift underneath me "it's ok lets just sleep" he murmured seeing my tiredness.

My eyes slowly drifted shut and I released some soft murmurs I'd hope he'd hear "please come back to me" before drifting to sleep.

"Of course I will" he whispered to your sleeping and gently kissed your temple and falling asleep himself, he was long gone when you woke up but you snuggled in further to were he lay because his scent lingered "come back to me please".

Time skip

It's been 14 months since kane's left my heart aches worst with each passing day the thought of him not returning makes my fists clench I should've tried to make him stay convince him to stay with me.

It takes longer for me to fall asleep nowadays most of the time I'm sitting on my windowsill hoping to see his car round the corner or keep my phone fully charged with full volume notifications.

"Goodnight kane" I whispered to myself and slowly drag my tired self to my unmade bed I lazily covered myself as I got in.

My eyes slowly flattered shut as I snuggled into the pillows "I miss you" I murmured and yawned tiredly slowly drifting to sleep letting my mind disappear into the land of dreams.

Your soft snores covered the sound of your door being unlocked and the soft padding of foots the man you have been hoping for has returned but your sleeping figure went unfazed.

He didn't know why he came here instead of going home, to his wife he didn't feel the need to he felt the longing that the man before him felt kane wanted you he needed you.

His dull lifeless eyes stared down at your sleeping figure not knowing what to do must he wake you or leave you asleep and just leave but his body didn't want to move so he just stood there.

I groaned slowly stirring from my sleep the feeling of uneasiness waking me I sleepily reached over to my bed side table turning on my lights.

I didn't notice the man infront of me in till I opened my eyes after rubbing them "fuck" I scream and threw one of my pillows at the intruder but he went unfazed.

"K-kane" I murmured unsure unsurely and rubbed my eyes again to make sure I wasn't dreaming "kane" I yelled out and threw myself into his arms hugging him tightly.

"I missed you" I whispered as a few happy tears escaped my eyes, he hesitantly wrapped his arms around me and leaning his head into the crook of my neck inhaling my scent "i-i missed you to" he didn't sound so sure.

I pulled back "what happened" I murmured looking into his eyes but they weren't like I remember they looked lifeless and dull "why aren't you st home" he didn't answer my questions and just continued to stare at me in silence.

"Kane answer me" I was worried for him, I gently raised my hand to caress his cheek he stiffened under my touch he quickly grabbed my hand that was by his face and brought it to his mouth and kissed my wrist.

"I need you" he whispered his eyes darkening as he dragged his gaze up and down my body my body shivered in anticipation and my cheeks felt flushed, I took in a shaking breath.

"I-i need you to" I stammered moving my hands to wrap around his neck and leaned up onto my tippy toes pressing my lips to his in a passionate kiss.

His hands planted themselves onto my hips pulling me into him I gasped against his lips feeling his erection he this to his advantage and deepened the kiss more making my knees buckle.

He slowly moved me back onto the bed and slowly took off his shirt maintaining eye contact me, my breath hitched as I gazed upon his body small scars and cuts littered his chest.

"Take off your clothes" he said sternly as he slowly undid his belt I nodded submissively and slipped off my clothes, he quickly took off his pants leaving him in his boxers.

My mouth watered as I noticed the big bulge of his cock, he slowly claimed onto the bed and straddled me with the belt in his hands "hands up" he muttered I nervously gave him my hands.

He wrapped his belt around them and tied them to the headboard sighing out a shakey breathe as he did so he slowly let his hands graze down my arms to my shoulders down to my breast giving them a slight squeeze making me whine out.

A lustful glint appeared in his eyes and pulled his hands away from me, I watched intently as he started to touch himself his hands slowly inching their way to his boxers and painfully slow he pulled out his cock.

"I hope your ready for me" he said and leaned down on his arms and attached his lips to my neck, his body caging me down "f-fuck I am I am" i whined slightly lifting my hips to feel his cock against me.

He let out a deep growl and moved one of his hands grabbing his cock giving it a few jerks before moving it closer to my core, he ran the tip up and down my slight my body trembled slightly.

"Please kane" I whispered gently tugging at my restraints he smirked against my skin and gently pushed in, we both moaned in pleasure my muscles spasming as he split me open.

"Fuck" I moaned throwing my head back into the pillow I felt him adjusting himself and I gasped as I felt him wrap a hand around my throat squeezing ever so slightly "k-kane" I stammered.

He didn't answer instead he started to thrust in and out letting out small groans and grunts as he slowly started quickening his pace, the hand his has on my neck slightly spasming every few seconds.

My breath hitched everytime he thrusted into me and my eyes rolled back in pleasure so many thoughts were running through my mind this doesn't seem like kane, he wouldn't act like this but I just don't care.

"Please kane" I moaned and wrapped my legs around his waist he grunted in response and hardened his thrusts I could swear I head my bedframe crack.

My moans heightened as I felt a knot form in my stomach and kanes cock started to pulse he didn't show any signs of pulling out or stopping which drove me crazy.

"C-cum inside me.... please" I begged desperately it only took us a few more thrusts before we both climaxed making us both cry out, kane slowed his thrusts panting and kissed my forehead loving as he gently pulled out.

He quickly undid my restraints but I still couldn't move my body was tired even though I didn't do anything, I watched him with half lidded eyes as he climbed off the bed and disappearing into the bathroom, I dizzily looked to the right to see my mirror and noticed the dark marks along my neck.

He cleared his throat as he re-entered the room and I slowly looked to him, he sat down on the bed and gently started cleaning my core with a wet cloth his eyes dragging themselves up and down my body only stopping when we looked eyes.

"Rest now"

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grindeldore3 · 4 months

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Headcanon :

Back when Albus and Gellert were young, they used to practice dueling, but not so frequently because it meant in one way that they were fighting and they didn't liked it much. So on rare occasions when they practiced duel, it was difficult for them to resist giving up. Only after a short duration into dueling, they lost patience and both intentionally moved closer to each other, just to be near the other. Because they both thought of same thing at that time, they coincidently moved forward together and held eachother in arms, embracing lovingly, forgetting to duel. Such was their longing and it made all their duels last very short. And they laughed about it later like happiest kids, blaming the other as an insufferable. Sometimes Gellert would even try to seal the duel with an innocent kiss- on forehead, cheek or everywhere on Albus's face; and Albus didn't let him go anytime soon, reciprocating his feelings. Hence all their duels always turned out sweet and beautiful in the end. (why would greatest wizards worry about practice or spell learning anyway?! 😂)

Afterwards they made it a challenge that one to resist touching the other was the real winner rather than the one who would disarm or defeat by wand. And thereby it became a pleasant magical pastime with the winner punishing(?) the other with lots of caressing, kisses, hugging and tickling.

[really, if you imagine all this the way I did, believe me- it looks like the cutest moments ever, nothing can be better maybe. 'Them' doing all cute little innocent things😍]

And then came the 'Heart touching moment'

Later, during the battle of Bhutan, they initiated their duel, both aiming to stop the other by superior magic skill. But when they were dueling they both forgot that they were on opposite sides of war. After seeing each other for yet another so many years, they felt united by the duel, melting in the moment they thought they were together again and it was just another practice duel.

They didn't realise that until, after longing the touch of other for all that time, they finally got chance and moved towards eachother to place their hands on the other's hearts. { I'm saying all this because I can think of no other reason as to why on earth would two wizards, lovers or not, would come that physically close to eachother at time of duel which is supposed to be fought distantly with wands; unless it was a very spontaneous and very natural sort of habit between two of them. Otherwise, how come they touched hearts exactly at the same time, exactly in the same way, mirroring each other? }

Albus realised what they were doing just after touching Gellert, so he withdrew back first, his face betraying shock, longing, confusion, grief all at once. But he chose what was right not what was easy, hence obstructing union with his love.

And to make matters worse (best in someway too) Gellert realised all that even late. (He is the less witty guy, poor him 😢) HE PROCEEDED TO SEAL THE DUEL WITH AN EMBRACE / KISS! as he used to do long ago. It was only after Albus went away a few steps did he realise what has happened and he is not supposed to be doing that. That was when he looked like an utter disaster and mishap. And being devastated by it he asked that hurting question (who will love you now) which he didn't seem sure if he was asking that to Albus or himself.

(I don't know how well my writing turned out. If you've read this far, thank you ❤️. I would be glad if you can correct me wherever I was wrong- factwise or grammarwise 😅. You may tell your own thoughts too)

#Grindeldore #LOVE #gellert grindelwald #albus dumbledore #gellert x albus #ggad #gelbus #fantastic beasts #Secrets of Dumbledore #Summer of 1899 #harry potter #dumblewald

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w3ndytheraccoon · 4 months

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C!Tommy is my favourite character, however, that doesn’t mean he gets a pass.

In simple word, C!Tommy is a narcissist, or atleast show alot of narcissistic traits. Self importance ? Check. Entitled to some degree ? Check. Arrogant ? Check. Jealous easily ? Check. Rarely believe something is his fault ? Check.

( Obviously, just because someone has some of these traits, that doesn’t mean that they’re a narcissist or a bad person, it depends on the context )

Now, I guess you can say that since Tommy is canonically 16, being a narcissist is expected, because most 16 years old is a self - centred asshole. But like I said many times, just because it’s justified, that doesn’t mean it’s okay.

Tommy has show signs of a narcissist ( Arrogant, entitled ) ever since he joined, and as the lore progresses, he starts to show more. It even gets worse when he got mad because he can’t fathom the fact Tubbo has a life out of him. He threatened to kill Michael for fuck’s sake ( I still love reading about them bonding tho ) !

And the whole “ Me and Tubbo vs Dream “ always gets on my nerves. Yes, Tommy has been hurt by Dream but he’s not the only one. What about Sapnap and Geogre who have to watch their close friend spiral ? What about Puffy who lost her fucking son and felt responsible for how he turn out ? What about Ranboo ? What about Niki and Jack and Fundy who lost their home when he blew up L’ manberg ? What about Vikkstar & Lazarbeam ? Dream has hurt almost everyone, not just Tommy, yet he believes he’s the only one.

Not to mentioned, he claims Tubbo is his bestfriend, yet hesitate when he’s asked to choose between him and the discs. Tommy has been an asshole to Tubbo and Tubbo has also been an asshole to Tommy times to times ( I will cover this more for when Tubbo’s post comes ). C!ClingyDuo is a shitshow (and when you include Ranboo and make it C!BenchTrio, it gets even worse ), they’re both bad for eachother. Sure, there are times where they act like actual, healthy friends, but half the times, their “ friendship “ is held together by shared trauma.

While Tubbo is treated like something comparable to the fucking discs, Ranboo is seen as an obstacle half the times. Yeah, Tommy covered for him when they burnt Geogre’s house, but that’s it. After that, whenever Tommy is with Ranboo, he’s just a tad bit more hostile and he always show jealousy when Ranboo and Tubbo are together. Like C!ClingyDuo, C!AlliumDuo is also toxic as hell and is barely being held together by the fact they have a mutual friend ( Tubbo ).

Don’t even get me start on Jack. I joined the fandom relatively late ( Post Prison Arc ), when the fandom’s opinions start shifting, and Tommy became a baby who can’t do anything wrong, so Jack’s death was pretty much brush over. It doesn’t help that I learn the lore solely through fan content, and as I said, opinions start shifting and Jack’s death got no acknowledgement. I didn’t even know why he was so mad at Tommy until a few weeks ago when I read a fanfic ( On Temporizing by LuckyMagicBelle ). No one in the fandom and the lore acknowledge it except Jack and maybe Niki, not even Tommy himself.

And that’s not even talking about all the casual crimes he commit, which I will not be getting into, because I’m pretty sure everyone have commit atleast 3 casually crimes at this point.

( Putting this just incase. Like in the one I made about Dream, just because Tommy is an asshole sometimes, that doesn’t mean the shit that happened to him is okay. And how he turns out is realistic imo, because I know that if I went through what he did, I’ll come out worse. But still, a flaw is flaw, and this is a call out post. He is child and someone should’ve show him how to be better, not let him continue to be like this )

Conclusion : C!Tommy is an actual war criminal that is in no way, shape or form innocent, yet most the fandom ignore that because they woobified him. He’s an asshole sometimes and it’s fine to be paranoid after the shit he went through but he needs to understand that Dream isn’t always out to get him. Also, C!BenchTrio needs to split up, have some therapy and spent some times for themselves before they’re ready to be friends again.

I still love him and will defend him with my dying breath though.

Edit : Y’all, I just saw a post that said C!tommy is a accurate portrayal of an abused victim, and now I can’t tell which of my points are actually him being an ass and which one is me being insensitive / overreacting and not realising that he’s intended to be written that way to be accurate. Please tell me because I do not want to offend anyone-

#dsmp tommy #dsmp #dream smp #tommyinnit #ctommy #c!tommy #C!tommy critical #c!tommy slander #he’s my little guy #but fucking hell #he’s an asshole #dsmp call-out with raccoon #call-out with Raccoon #All this being said #I will continue reading fanfic bout them being adorable and wholesome #Next is C!Wilbur

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dreamii-krybaby · 22 days

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It would honestly be pretty sad if Yeva's brain got scrambled as well.

Like, just imagine being so close with someone that you try to shield them from a explosion caused by your planet's care getting f0cked with, but both your brains get scrambled anyway. And when it's all said and done, neither of you even remember what you were doing, why you were there, or even why you were there with each other...

Just that whole relationship and all that time spent together poofing away.

DO NOT MAKE ME CRY BRO- 💀

YEVA IS ALREADY FILLED WITH TRAGEDY- SHE DESERVED SO MUCH BETTER DONT MAKE IT WORSE FOR ME 😭

Although, yeah, if indeed Yeva’s brain got scrambled it would be so fucking sad and may explain her shocked expression in EP4 but it doesn’t rlly explain her future parter’s expression

The other scenario she saw something she shouldn’t or smth and left her scarred alongside her now-husband

Also I cannot stop thinking about the amount of fucking pain and grief the 2 would feel if they knew eachother’s death :(

It’s ironic how Doll’s downfall is that she pushed everyone away and became selfish meanwhile Yeva’s downfall was probably her being way too good her own well-being (If she indeed sacrificed herself for her family, and if maybe her brain got fucked up by protecting Nori)

#murder drones

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keiwook · 11 months

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BUS STOP ༄ TK

synopsis after hanging out with keita, you decided to go home only to see that it’s pouring and you’re now stuck at the bus stop with him

pairing keita x gn!reader

genre fluff

notes this was honestly so cute, thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy this <3 i miss seokeita too :(

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laughing at keita’s jokes and catching up was a great way to spend your weekend. after the laughter died down, he leaned back into the bench “i’m so glad the weather is great today!”

you nod in agreement as the sun shone giving you both a golden tint as birds chirp in the distance. wouldn’t it be such a shame for something unpredictable like bad weather to ruin your planned out day with keita?

as you saw the sun setting, you figured it was time to bid your farewells. “time flew so fast.” keita spoke up, gazing at the beautiful sunset. maybe it was true that time went by quickly with the people you love, when you’re truly in the moment. he got up, offering a hand indicating it was time to walk back to the bus stop. you grabbed his hand, standing up and wiping invisible dust off your clothes.

as you walked back together, there were still loads of stories keita had to tell and he wanted to make sure you got to hear them in person. so he used the periods walking to tell them. they were fun bursts of energy as expected from keita; neverending enthusiasm which you loved.

though you were walking rather leisurely, the day slowly sunk into night and to your luck, you missed the bus. watching in the distance as it drives off. you try to chase it but it already went far.

keita pat your back, thinking of other solutions. but as the light bulb on his head lit up, the sounds of light drizzle became audible. soon, the drops painted the pavement around the small and covered bus stop.

this wasn’t so bad, right? well, none of you had brought an umbrella and was now stuck there. checking your phone to call up an uber, it didn’t turn on as it had ran out of battery earlier. keita looked at you with an empathetic smile, a bit of guilt because he delayed you.

but it was okay, the person with you wasn’t some rando. it was keita, and you’d do anything to spend more time with him. even if it were tricky situations like this. all you could do now was wait another hour or so in darkness, the only lights illuminating were the ones covering the bus stop. though you weren’t alone.

as the temperatures decrease and the moon took over the sun, overlapping the coldness given by the rain. you were freezing, both of you were absolutely chilled to the bone. as much as keita wanted to do a romantic gesture such as wrap his jacket around you; he didn’t have a jacket with him.

all he was wearing was a sweater that you gave him for his birthday a year ago, he cherished it alot. maybe it was his favourite item in his closet, always reaching out to it whenever he could. as an attempt to keep eachother warm; he grabbed your hands, rubbing them with his to spark some heat. you smiled, it wasn’t much but it was something.

the temperature got worse as the rain started to pour even more, causing you to hug yourself in attempt to get even the slightest bit of warmth. keita saw this and was absolutely heartbroken. maybe it wouldn’t happen if he told the story faster or walked a bit quicker.

he wanted to apologise for making you miss your stop and for making you wait in the cold but his mouth was numb. pulling the sleeves over his hands in shapes of sweater paws, he continued holding your hands. it was a bit better than without the sleeves.

he saw your quivering lips, moving his sweater paws now to your cheeks, cupping your face. flushing a cute tint of pink upon his action, using the weather as an excuse for your red face.

yes, it wasn’t the most ideal situation but it was a situation that made you closer to keita. as you wait, head on his shoulder and bodies huddling together to make sure you both got enough warmth and away from any drops of the rain. you’re glad you missed the bus to this.

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skittikyu · 6 months

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Stiltikyu? You good there, buddy?

Explanation for hypothetical abstraction under the cut!

When Stiltikyu first entered the circus, she practically skipped all stages of grief right to acceptance in a day. She was still freaked out of course, and it’s not like she likes the situation any more than the rest of them just because it became the new normal. They just..it never actually occurred to their brain that there was any other conclusion to reach. Heck, they’re half convinced they’re just dead and in some kind of purgatory now, so whether or not their body is rotting away at her computer, preserved in a comatose state, or just vanished leaving their conscience no place nor method to return, the result is the same as it would have been if they’d been isekai’d to hell by truck-san.

So are they immune to abstraction, then? Alas, just because their personal coping is different than the others doesn’t make their psyche any more resilient to stress in general, even if the source isn’t the idea of an exit just out of reach. Stiltikyu’s “what’s the point”/“nothing matters” moments are mostly interpersonal. She’s never been desperate to leave so it’s not something she can be disappointed by when she had no expectations in the first place. How can they lose the hope she never had?

What drives them to her near-breaking point is how isolated she feels despite being surrounded by other people in an identical situation.

Maybe the situation made her desperate for connections, or maybe she was always the type to try and make then maintain social bonds. Could be both, the former exacerbating the latter.

As an introvert she’s fine being on their own, so it’s not like she’s trying to be best friends with everyone, but they’ve got no choice but to be stuck here together so they might as well tolerate one another, right?

So yeah, when they interact with the same group of usually-less-than-10 people every day, for years, possibly forever, she gets attached even to the ones they’re not particularly close to.

So losing them is already hard. And then feeling like the only one who cares makes it even worse. She tries to not resent anyone too badly for it, whether they’re repressing the grief for their own stability’s sake, are desensitized or mentally too far gone themselves to really process, or actually legitimately Do Not Care.

(Besides, they’re technically not dead. Just in the cellar, indefinitely. Possibly permanently, so not much different than death, but the same could be said for their human lives regarding the circus, and you’ve already read her outlook on that.)

And oh boy do they have to try.

The news that Kaufmo had abstracted was broken the same moment as the ceiling he came crashing down through right in front of them. Upsetting as that is already, wouldn’t it at least catch them off guard, draw out a reaction from it being so sudden and jarring?

And yet, Jax was dismissive, Kinger and Zooble didn’t even acknowledge it, and while Gangle had some of an expected reaction, that didn’t stop her from calmly taking the escalator up and away with everybody else.

Then when Caine had put him away, Kaufmo’s name was mentioned only in an incredulous comment from Zooble- mostly a jab directed at Kinger -before the conversation moved on like it was nothing.

Just another day.

Which yeah, here, it was.

That’s the problem.

Maybe she’s the only one here whose ever been to therapy, but Stiltikyu genuinely believes they’d all be better off if they were more open with one another. They should be leaning on eachother for support, but the lack of vulnerability indicates an even deeper lack of trust.

(Well, maybe that’s unfair to Ragatha, who puts in the most effort compared to all of them, but she’s walking proof of the point about therapy, just in the opposite direction. Even Stiltikyu, with all her “hang ups” about compassion and connection, knows that being what you think others want or need never guarantees you’ll get what you want or need from them in return, only that they’ll eventually take it for granted (unintentionally or otherwise).)

They’re used to- expect, even -a lack of care from Caine. She understands he isn’t human and doesn’t think or feel like they do. What’s the other’s excuses? Even if they don’t have the energy to empathize, are too tired or scared or whatever to want to risk letting anything else happen that will just end up hurting them more, isn’t the fact they cling so much to their remaining humanity proof of its existence?

Either they no longer see that same humanity in those who hit rock bottom, or they’re pretending not to if it means putting off the same fate for themselves.

She’s not sure which would be the sadder way to be living.

Well, no. Surviving isn’t living.

That’s the heart of it then, huh? Everyone is too busy surviving to live.

And she can’t take it. (But she has to.)

Whose going to care, let alone miss them if they fall into thoughts they can’t come back from? They’ll just be another soul lost to the cycle with the only ghost of proof that they were ever there an X on a door memorializing them.

They don’t remember much of her life before coming here but they’re certain that at least their friends and family would miss them, even if they stopped (or never were) looking.

And maybe, in small moments, their “friends” here would think of them from time to time. Not enough to mourn or reminisce, though. The last their “name” would ever be said would probably be some semi-sarcastic remark about weakness, then they would go on like she’d never even been there to begin with.

Obviously she doesn’t wish devastation on others, especially in a case where it could become their own undoing, but the idea that she might have no impact/impression if- probably when -she slips up, is a terrifying source of motivation to keep going.

So, she survives right alongside the rest without ever really feeling like she’s “with” them.

(The disconnect is worse some days than others.)

(Let’s see how long she lasts.)

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maidragoste · 1 year

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Hi !

(Im the anon that said "DELICIOUS" when you wrote about rhaenyra and reader's crush on eachother, i also made some headcannons of the reader being able to fight and how that makes her closer to the boys, idk if ou remember me 😂 ,im saying this so i can ask to be 👻 anon)

About what the other anon said about jace and readers relationship, i had a thought that i would like to share 🥰

Remember when rhaenyra and daemon came back and saw the new state of the palace (it was all dark and religious)

-So imagine they get there and its all free spirited and disney-like, aegon is not drinking, aemond is reading and halaena is playing, when they just start running .

-is the reader, who is coming back from one of her "raids" .

-They all scream : "mama!", and they run to her to give her a hug.

- when rhaenyra sees her again is like she doesnt even recognize her, shes confident, powerfull.

-they all have dinner and it feels like rhaenyra and harwin were never missed, both of them look at her, how they are with the children, how jace admires her and how dismissive she is of them.

- also , i feel like daemon is going to have a arya stark and the hound friendship with her and its going to be cute.🤭❤

-harwin still wrotes for you and misses you, its somehow even worse, now you talk to him with pity, like he is a bother in your life

I love this story! Hope you find this cool!

Hi, anon, yes I remember you. I'm so glad you wrote again 🥰🥰

I apologize if I misunderstood any of the headcanons because I was somewhat confused and I don't know how well I understood. I understood that Rhaenyra and Harwin went somewhere and that Jacaerys stayed in King's Landing with Reader.

-I LOVE the idea of green kids calling the reader "mom" but I don't see them calling her that in public. It would draw a lot of attention. In public they would surely call her "aunt". But yes, every time she comes back from her trips or her raids they run to hug her 🥰🥰

-Now if Jacaerys called Reader "mom" in public that would make the whole court talk about it. Above all, people would point out how the princess's own son seemed to prefer Reader more and how she seems to be a better mother. That would be good for the greens because it's bad publicity for Rhaenyra. Why would they support Rhaenyra when it seems that not even her own son chooses her? Still, it's hard for me to imagine that happening because Jacaerys loves Rhaenyra. He loves both of his moms. He is the son of a divorce 😔

-Rhaenyra admiring Reader throughout dinner and trying to get her attention but Reader only has her attention on Alicent and the kids.

-I can see a friendship between Reader and Daemon because I feel that at one point the two came to love each other and respect each other a lot. Besides that Daemon loves the fact that Reader is a dragon rider and knows how to fight, I'm sure that on more than one occasion they fought among themselves and went flying together. But I feel like everything changes between them once Jacaerys is born. Daemon always admired Reader's fire and expected a reaction, he hoped she would make Harwin and Rhaenyra pay. Then he was disappointed to see that she did nothing. Before his eyes, Reader now became the same as the rest of the women of Westeros, letting herself be trampled on by her husband. And Reader is not stupid, she realizes how Daemon sees her now or treats her like before. This is sad because Daemon is only frustrated with Reader because he knows she has potential and he knows she's smart enough to find a way to get rid of Harwin but she still endures the humiliation of Harwin and Rhaenyra's affair. But what ends up breaking the friendship between Reader and Daemon are: The deaths of Laena and Laenor and the wedding of Daemon and Rhaenyra.

-Harwin will always have hope that one day you will give him a chance again…

Thanks again for writing to me, I hope to hear from you again soon and I hope you are well anon 🥰🥰💕💕

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Let's switch this up a bit! Scenario of a they them reder dating/liking Bakugo and Shinsou stealing them away and taking their first kiss right in front of an angry Bakugo!

This request definitely sounds interesting, Aevyn...🤔😃👍While having Shinsou staring in this fanfic and considering that I only have written about Bakugo once, which was a little over 3 years ago, I will definitely see about writing this type of fanfic then😁 While I like both Bakugo and Shinsou in particular, I'm like a particular type of Bakugo fan who finds it hilarious that Bakugo gets angry, for some reason (🤣), so I do find it intriguing to write that type of fanfic down...💡🤔😃👍

🍡☕You Shown Your True Colors Later Than Expected ☕🍡 ((Adult) Hitoshi Shinsou x They/Them Reader)

💥Featuring...(Adult) Bakugo Katsuki💥

Genres: Jealousy, Kissing, Revenge, Angst, and Comfort (Warning⚠️: Middle Finger, Cheating, well-being abuse, Language)

You and Hitoshi Shinsou had a crush on eachother, since UA. You were in Class 1-C with Shinsou, however months after the sports festival, due to your performance, you were moved into the Class 1-A, which Bakugo was in. While you had a crush on Bakugo did have a crush on you too, Shinsou does worry that Bakugo has plans on using you, because of the powers you have. Shinsou actually found it strange that aside from Eijiro Kirishima, he notices that Bakugo like you, however Shinsou also sees that once you were moved from Class 1-C to Class 1-A and after Bakugo has seen why you were moved to Class 1-A, Bakugo somehow ended up liking you.

Unfortunately after you, Shinsou, and Bakugo, graduated from UA, Bakugo asked you out, which you told him yes. Shinsou was crushed when Bakugo asked asked you out right in front of him. Bakugo could sense how crushed Shinsou was, so he decided to kiss you right in front of him, just to make his life worse, as Bakugo covers your ears as he said directly at Shinsou, "Ha! What is it like for you, as someone else kisses your crush, you purple, fur ball, extra!", then proceeds to flip Shinsou off when you weren't looking.

Five years later Bakugo became the number one pro hero, while you were the number two pro hero, then there's Shinsou as the number five pro hero. What you and Shinsou have in common neither you nor Shinsou care about rankings. Bakugo is a different story. He cares strictly about surpassing all the other pro heroes, villains, and UA students who plan to be pro heroes one day, money, fame, and glory.

After Bakugo became the number one pro hero, he basically has been letting his explosion, his riches, his title as the number one hero, his fame, and his glory, get in his head, so much where he has been ignoring you and pushing you away. He basically made you last for everything. He even puts his new pro hero friends first before you, even if your own life was to depend on it. Eijiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Hanta Sero, and Mina Ashido, unfortunately saw what Bakugo was doing and they're pretty much disappointed in Bakugo and told you that as much as they were friends with Bakugo, they pretty said you deserved better.

The funny thing is even tough Bakugo puts you last, he always expected you to put him first, because if he's not number one, he always guilt trips you. He also tells you you can't have friends nor be friends with anyone who has ever been his friend, including Kirishima and that he also doesn't want you near Shinsou. Yes, he manipulates you in order to convince you to have no form of contact with Shinsou. Not even to look at him by accident. This is how terrible your relationship with Bakugo was, by the way.

One day, while you were out in public with Bakugo, you saw this Japanese cafe you wanted to check out, as you mentioned, "Hey Bakugo... May I go this Japanese cafe? I really would like to check it out. Please?". Bakugo lightly smiled at you and was going to let you go there, then when he looked up at the cafe he saw, non other, than Shinsou, here at that very same Japanese cafe. He then looked at you as he said, "Sorry... Not today... Maybe some other time!". You then replied, "But Bakugo! Why not today? Why some other time? This is the first time I got to go anywheres, at all! I don't know when the next time I will be able to go anywheres! You haven't been letting me do anything, since you became the number one pro hero! I need to do atleast something I want to treat myself! I don't know when will the next time I will be able to go anywheres! I'm heading over to try over to that Japanese cafe to try out right now!". As you started to walk over the cafe, Bakugo grabbed your left arm, as he yelled, "I said no, (They/Them Reader Name)! Don't act like a spoiled, high and mighty, princess, just because your my significant other!". As the the argument went on, Shinsou noticed what was going on between you and Bakugo, as he then started to walk over to both you and Bakugo.

As Bakugo was too busy arguing with you, to even know about Shinsou walking over to you and Bakugo, as Shinsou then asked, "What's all the commotion?", as he's curious to know what your argument with Bakugo is all about. "Shut up! Mind your own business, extra! Go somewheres el...", before looking over to realize it was Shinsou who asked. He then continued, "What do you want from me?! If you want to know, (They/Them Reader Name) was only acting like a spoiled brat, just because I told them no!", as he exaggerated. You looked at Bakugo with tears in your eyes, then you turned to look at Shinsou, as you worry that he will believe Bakugo's exaggeration. Shinsou however knew he was exaggerating about why you reacted the way you did to Bakugo, as he asked, "Is this true, (They/Them Reader Name)?", because of the fact he wanted to hear your side of the argument.

You were shocked that Shinsou asked you for your side of the story. You then answered truthfully, "Well, part of it... Bakugo exaggerated about why I reacted to him the way I did. The only time I got to go anywheres was when Bakugo letted me go in public with him or to go on my pro hero missions... Especially since he became the number one pro hero. I wasn't allowed to have friends... I wasn't allowed to be friends with any of his friends from UA nor his new friends... He expected me to cater to him every time he wants me to... He always put me last, then he gets mad if I don't make him my priority... He told me never to make any contact with you, not even if I was to accidentally notice you... Then when I asked him to take me to this Japanese cafe I wanted to try out, he looked like he was going to say yes, then he out of the blue told me sorry not today, then said maybe some other time... I didn't know why and I was confused and told him my frustrations about it, then told him I'm going there, then he grabbed me, which was why the argument started. I'm sorry, that I caused all the commotion. If I would have kept quiet or even stayed home, I wouldn't have been a burden on anyone...", you then looked down on the floor, as you began to sob. Shinsou felt bad, so bad for you, to the point where he knew it's time to get revenge on Bakugo, for what he did with you five years ago (Bakugo did it on purpose and you didn't do anything on purpose) after you, Shinsou, and Bakugo graduated from UA.

Shinsou then decided to walk closer to you, as he began to hug and pet you. Bakugo then got really angry, as he said, "Get away from my significant other, you prick! Who do you fucken think you are, stealing my prize away from me! They're mine, not yours!". Shinsou then replied, "Your prize?! Your significant other?! Yours, not mine?! I knew you would treat (They/Them Reader Name) unfairly, however I didn't think you would wait long than you did to show your true colors and you turned out even worser than I thought. I really was wondering when you would treat them like shit, honestly... So, time for payback you narcissistic jerk!".

The next thing Shinsou did was kiss you right in front on Bakugo, as the start of your revenge (which made Bakugo more angry), then Shinsou used his brainwashing on you as he then said, "(They/Them Reader Name)... Tell Bakugo how you truly feel and be honest with yourself... Do you want to stay in the relationship with Bakugo or did you have enough of this hell of that relationship? Do you want to start a new relationship with me?". Bakugo then screamed, "Are you trying to manipulate, (They/Them Reader Name) to do your bidding?! How dare you, you damn, womanizer?!", as he got more and more angry. Shinsou then replied again, "Actually all I did was use my brainwashing to help them be more honest with themself and the both of us!".

You then came clean about how you felt about your relationship with Bakugo and how you felt about Shinsou. You basically told Bakugo about the fact he treated you very unfairly and that you should have dated Shinsou instead and everything else about how you have been feeling. Bakugo has been in, so much disbelief about everything you said, which the more you said how you felt, the angrier he got.

As you and Shinsou walked to that Japanese cafe Bakugo refused to let you go to, Bakugo then yelled on top of his lungs loudest, as he could, as he screamed, "How dare you leave me?! You dare leave me for that fucken, purple, fur ball, extra! You're also nothing without me!". Both you and Shinsou ignored everything that Bakugo said, as the you and Shinsou are finally at that Japanese cafe, you also got to finally try out.

After the incident, Bakugo definitely lost the number one pro hero title, due to his outbursts, while you became the number one pro hero and Shinsou became the number three pro hero. You became, so much happier being with Shinsou, than you ever did when you were with Bakugo. Both you and Shinsou, also have been together, eversince then.

The End

I do hope you enjoyed the fanfic my Tumblr Peeps (😃👍) and please don't get upset about what I wrote pertaining Bakugo😅I do like Bakugo as a character alot and I thought it would be a change of pace to mention a featuring character fit the first time ever and I haven't wrote about him much, so sometime when I do write about Bakugo again, I do promise in a future fanfic staring Bakugo would be written a little differently😃👍As for you @shinaevordie I did more than asked for this fanfic than asked and I really hoped you enjoyed the whole fanfic as well😁👍

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