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http-finnick · 1 year

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𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫.

finnick odair x fem!reader

summary: he said he'd be better, that he'd stop going to her for help and turn to his wife, but you stopped believing his lies a long time ago.

cw: emotional cheating

"you don't understand"

"tell me! make me understand!" your throat hurt, your eyes burn as you scream at him. completely done with grief passing and acceptance ready to take its position

you just can't anymore.

not with him. not with anyone.

"just give me time" "10 years! I gave you 10 fucking years how many more do you want!"

"why can't you work with me?" he yelled, slamming his fist into the island table that separates you.

being a wife to a victor isn't always easy.

it might seem like a comfortable life.

but it's anything but that.

you were childhood friends, lifelong buddies. when he got reaped it broke you but you still were there for him. always hearing him out, never pushing him when it wasn't needed, you were always there for him.

when she got reaped the next year and won, finnick went to you with relief and dread all over

"she could've died." "that would've been on me"

"all of those tributes are on me"

he wept and wept and you carried him, hugging him so tightly he'd turn blue.

he never really talked about his games. even when you started dating at 16 he'd always keep it short.

you knew it was bad that he hid his feelings but when you tried to help it ended up in a fight and him running off

you'd find him drunk the next day.

but soon he'd come back sober, better, healed.

you had no idea what 360 happened to him, but you were grateful

when you asked him about it he shrugged and mumbled he was talking to someone

finally, he's getting help.

once you found out it wasn't a shrink but a girl, Annie to be exact. you weren't mad, more curious

you asked him why you found out that it was her through town gossip and not his lips, but a shrug was all you got.

"I don't see the big deal here"

your lover was gone. now just some housemate instead of our husband.

you cried in the shower and put a smile on through the rest of your days.

soon it wasn't the games he kept from you and told her, it was everything

even asking what he ate for breakfast was a simple "nothing"

you couldn't stop your sobs that into the pillow, your shaking frame and chokes of breaths that got caught in your throat must've irked him enough to wrap his arms around you

you realized thats the most contact you've had with him in months. he mumbled sorry and promised to be better.

but he wasnt.

years passed and he was not not telling you things, it's just he'd lie about them

you saw him eat toast this morning, so simple, so why'd he say eggs? you saw him pick up roses, came home empty-handed, he said they were for his mother's grave. but her grave was flowerless the next day.

theses little things made the words affair scream in your head, and now you're here, and you've snapped.

"finnick. i've been trying to work with you, give you time, help you, for fucking years" you said, voice shaking but calm as tears roll down your cheek

"i've been dying" you added

"you haven't touched me in years, I feel like a failure and all you want is fucking her so go!" you screamed at the end, staring at him straight in his eyes as he looked at you with guilt layered with surprise

"I don't know what you want from me" he shakes his head and your hand slams down on the counter to make sure you aren't hallucinating this bullshit

"the bare fucking minimum! you're supposed to go to me when you feel like you can't go anywhere! you're supposed to go to me when you need someone or just want to be around anyone! you can't even do that so why did you marry me?" you're left in silence as he stares at the floor

"I can't talk to you about this stuff, you wouldn't get it. you didn't go through what I wen-"

"I wish I did. I wish I was reaped so you didn't become this sad mess of a person. finnick, I'm sick of hearing this because you say she's helping you but you're still the same 14-year-old left in the arena." you cry out, he looks up at you with tears swirling in his eyes, jaw clenched as he processes your words

"I'm better, I'm getting better"

"no. no you're not. you'd be better with a real therapist, not someone just as broken as you."

he grips the table and his teeth sink down into his lips, you see the blood pool but you also see the realization in his eyes

"you need help finnick, and I hope you find it." and with that, you grab your coat and head for the door

"s-so what? you're gonna leave me like this? at my worst?" he chokes on his tears, pleading eyes staring at your frame

"you've always been at your worst." you shrug with the last of your tears falling to the floor and walk out into the cloudy air that welcomes you to a new life.

one that you'll be free.

an: hey guys :) I know some of you might disagree with y/n here but it's okay lmao. I really wanted to write angst for nonvictor!y/n x finnick because I feel for her that he went through all of that and she's just there. and having him go to another woman who doesn't help him but just drives him away from real help and his wife, ooo just angsty angsty angstyyyy! also, i really like the name for this one because it goes both ways. y/n will never be better than annie in his eyes and he is never gonna be 100% okay again. anyway, I love you guys so much!

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2braincellslz · 1 year

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Male reader gives Eddie a tattoo on his V-line

Permanent.

Ship: Eddie munson x male!reader

Desc: Eddie calls (y/n) in to their room. Eddie asks (y/n) to give him a tattoo. The rest is history.

Notes: it's short and shitty. I'm sorry. I was just trying to get a request out.

"Baaaabe" eddie called from his room.

(Y/n) was already sprawled out over the couch, lazily shoving handfuls of popcorn in to his mouth as he rewatched Halloween for the... hundredth time.

"Whaaaat?" (Y/n) called back, shoving more popcorn in to his mouth. The taste of cold popcorn was staring to get old.

"Wash your hands and come here!"

(Y/n) rolled his eyes. He placed the bowl on the coffee table before making his way to the sink, cleaning off the cheese powder. "What are you getting at, Munson?"

But there was no response.

(Y/n) groaned loudly as he dumped the leftover popcorn in the that trash, presenting his displeasure from being taken away from his movie without a valid reason yet he still made his way to the bedroom.

Eddie had a little container of black void resting on his bedside table. Eddie himself was stilling on the bed with a needle in his hand, the tip of the needle was sainted black.

Eddie looked up from what he was doing, or trying to do, and gave (y/n) a silly little grin. "Care to help me?" He asked, extending the needle out to his boyfriend.

"You want me to give you a tattoo?" Eddie's plants had already been unzipped, a few dots scattered around Eddie v-line. "Is this even safe?" (Y/n) stepped closer, taking the pin.

"No, not really." (Y/n) couldn't help but roll his eyes, letting out another groan.

"You made me miss Halloween for this." (Y/n) kneeled infront of Eddie. This wasn't his first time dealing with Eddie just getting a tattoo out of nowhere but it was the first time that he had ever been asked to give Eddie or anyone a tattoo.

"Halloween? Oh, the horror. Not like you have seen it three thousand times."

"What do you want me to do, Eddie? Tell me now or I'm picking."

Eddie let out a long hum, rubbing his chin like he was thinking. "I dont know, you pick."

(Y/n) couldn't help but let a smile creep on to his face as different ideas popped into his head, some worse then others. "Nothing bad!" Eddie snapped, immediately regretting letting his boyfriend pick.

"Aw, what?" (Y/n) giggled, deciding on a safe idea. "Your no fun."

(Y/n) started on the tattoo, a bit shaky at first but after a while he got the hang of it. Eddie huffed, hissing at the pain. He grabbed on to (y/n)s shoulder.

"This seems a bit... odd." (Y/n) looked up at eddie.

"Oh shut up." Eddie hissed, nails digging in to (y/n)s shoulder.

(Y/n) continued to work, ignoring the digging pain. He was Lazar focused as he worked. Honestly, It would have been better is Eddie had just taken him to a tattoo parlor but he enjoyed being close to his boyfriend. Being able to do something for him.

"This is going to be shit..." (y/n) mumbled, mostly too himself, as he worked.

"I can get it fixed at a parlor later." Eddie hummed. His voice was strained slightly. For someone who has a collection of tattoos, the man has a low pain tolerance but his skin could also be sensitive from the demobats.

About a hour passed and (y/n) was almost done. It wasnt a big piece but doing anything with one needle was a feat in itself.

"Annnd.... done!" (Y/n) took a paper towel he had gotten half way through and whipped off a bit of the excess ink.

(Y/n) stepped back, looking over his work. Eddie looked down. His face suddenly lit up as he looked over the piece.

It was simple, you could only do so much with a single needle. But it has meaning. It was a 20 sided die with a nat 20 facing out.

"Its perfect!" Eddie cheered, even if the line work was a bit shakey.

"Well, I wouldn't say perfect." (Y/n) chuckled. Eddie pulled (Y/n) in to a tight hug, being careful of the raw skin.

"Dont get it infected." (Y/n) patted Eddie's shoulder, stepping back to look over his art one more time.

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yonpote · 3 months

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as someone who wasnt here at the time (was a fan from about 2011-2013) what exactly defines the "softlaunch era" pre-coming out that i hear you and others refer to?

you've come to the right place cuz this is the era when i truly became a Phannie... "gay softlaunch" is generally considered 2017-18, but to be more specific it was october 31, 2016-june 13, 2019!

before they came out this was also referred to as "post-baking universe" referencing the halloween 2016 monster pops video that had an (at the time) abnormal amount of raunchy humor and just general derangedness. nothing like it is today, but that point felt very significant and dan even brought it up in liveshows like yeah idk what happened there and when phil called a peach an ass in a gaming video dan said "we live in a post-baking universe" (i believe fans coined the term tho).

people have also called it the "glass closet era" which is a divisive name for a lot of people cuz "glass closet" can be seen as kind of a mean term and it implies like, stereotyping or speculating or the "we been knew" behavior dan had talked about in BIG. which i understand that feeling, but i don't think that's what was happening, because the way i see it was queer flagging. ways they could show a little bit who they really were without saying it just yet. they weren't Out out, but they were just like. openly talking about attraction to men and finding men hot and not calling it a Man Crush or anything. dan would bring up queerness more often in liveshows, which hes mentioned queer artists and stuff before but now it was also making jokes about like.. being in a gas leak man porn fantasy in his first livestream of 2017 LMAO. phil would make a lot more innuendos, which hes always done, but now he wasnt pretending like he didnt know what he was saying. dan started wearing a single hoop earring on his right ear. this is an old school form of queer flagging, in The Olden Days (im too lazy to look up when but like my 70-something year old history teacher knew about this) if a man had an earring on his left ear, he's straight, and if he had one on his right, he's gay. that one's pretty subtle if you don't know much about queer history and there were Great Debates over whether or not we should take it to mean he is gay, but personally i saw it as like. he was letting us know without needing to say the G word out loud just yet!

i think a really important part of this era was even outside of directly discussing queerness, they were both trying to become more authentic online and figuring out how to do that without compromising their own privacy. dan stopped straightening his hair and rebranded and opened up about his mental health. phil's authenticity journey seemed a bit slower and wasn't as overt or seemingly drastic as dan's was, but it was happening! he changed up his hair!!! which yes its kinda silly to talk abt dnp's hair but the emo fringe was Their Brand. phil in particular said that, the emo fringe was a comfort place but he was feeling like he was trapped in having it forever because it was Who He Was, so it was a huge deal for him! he opened up a little bit about his physical health, both of them were a bit more honest about all the stress and anxiety they were dealing with (the mukbang is a pretty good video where they talk about that and an interesting one to watch in retrospect) and their whole 2018 tour was themed around whether they should Give The People What They Want or do what they wanted to do.

god i talk too much ANYWAY then dan disappeared in 2019 and phil was manning the helm for a good five and a half months and then the Big Gay hit! the Hard Launch Era if you will :) and now i would say 2023-present is the Unhinged Era so i have no clue what the hell their next move is gonna be...

#ofc there were also signs before 2016 'wtf even is your sexuality'#but at that point there was still a veil over everything ykwim?#myrambles #also sorry im such a phillie i like barely mention dans authenticity journey BUT I JUST FEEL LIKE #IVE TALKED ABT IT A LOT BEFORE SO IDK WHAT MORE I COULD SAY #softlaunch

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chaosandthe-deadblog · 4 months

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hi i’m that one person who was upset about a sonadow sex joke you made. let me preface by saying i’m not here to argue or scare you but to apologize.

you don’t have to respond to this at ALL i just saw your blog name and felt guilty for hurting you.

im sorry about upsetting you and reacting the way i did. i still think its eugh and everything. but i just get upset when people make jokes about that with characters previously stated to be minors because of personal trauma and people sexualizing me as a kid and just morals in general. of course i know that i can’t control how people enjoy their stuff, and i know it’s going to exist regardless. but i want to at least know if who im interacting with is someone i don’t want to talk to due to being a proshipper or whatever stuff like that.

i wasn’t trying to ‘cancel’ you or anything. i was upset and said something in the moment. i’m sorry. i should have just unfollowed and moved on. i should’ve saw the human i knew behind the screen but what i could only think of was a random person i didn’t know. i’m really sorry.

well, anon, i accept your apology. but also i dont. so let's take this one by one, okay?

first of all. you're still wrong, and i'm still angry.

it wasnt a "sex joke", i was commenting on a uquiz someone else made, because i found the sheer fact that sonadow of all ships was included in that quiz to be really funny. not to mention, the uquiz was based on statistics from ao3, and i guessed the correct answer by just knowing how shipping culture works. i thought this was funny. you know, people are allowed to find suggestive humor funny, even if you're uncomfortable with it, anon.

but i'll humor you. lets say i was doing the things i got accused of doing. big deal. i don't think you're wrong for being upset, much less for being uncomfortable, but one: could've settled this over dms, two: not everyone is you. not everyone is uncomfortable. not everyone cares so much. i didn't give that joke more than two seconds of thought, you clearly did, and i don't think you're wrong for that, i think it wasn't my problem.

secondly, and this will sound horrible, but (like i said) your discomfort isn't something i (the people running that oc poll, and my followers, by the way) needed to know about. i hear you, anon, and i'm sorry that all that happened to you. i understand the discomfort. but, like i said, we could've settled this in private, you could've at least told me which mutual you were, and no one else had to know.

third: i am not a proshipper, and i don't appreciate that you're still calling me gross, by the way. this isn't an apology if you're not accepting you were wrong. i'll humor you again and say that i was doing what you say i was doing: it is not that serious to me, and i don't like being called gross for something that is just plain, morally neutral weird (not good, not bad, neutral weird)

and fourth: thank you for at least recognizing what you should've done. however you didn't do that. from what i understand, based on what happened shortly after your anon, you went to the person running that sonic oc poll (which, whatever, i was losing anyway), and you lied about what i was doing to get me kicked out. good on you for realizing that was wrong. but you know, i'm still angry. im banned from many fandom events now because you couldn't just unfollow me. so i'm glad you realized it was wrong, i accept your apology, but i'm still very much angry with you.

i'm glad you're sorry, i'm glad you're recognizing i'm a human being (okay?) and i'm glad you at least tried to apologize. don't call me gross, apologize for real, and next time don't do this to someone through tumblr anon over whats essentially a common ocurrence on the sonic fandom, and every other fandom

(by the way, even if we weren't mutuals, you shouldnt do something like this to "a random person you don't know" either, but what do i know right? and "because of my trauma" isn't an excuse, because by that logic you also generated trauma in me, because now i'm fucking paranoid about everything i fucking post. i can thank you for that.)

have a nice day.

by the way

#asks #anon i beg you to leave me alone and get a better hobby

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asterias-record-shop · 10 months

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Requested by anonymous: HIIIIIII!!!! Oh boy am I excited. Okay so now it's my turn for James Keene 🤩. Can I please request a story (it's a bit specific, but I've just finished peaky blinders and can't get it out of my head) which takes place after Jimmy has gotten out of jail. The reader has an older brother (think like Richie Boyle from the Outfit..it could even be him if thats okay with you) who runs a similar business like the one Jimmy used to, but they both hate each other. Nevertheless Jimmy falls for his sister which wounds up to be tough for both men. If you want the reader can have more brothers who run the business. THANK YOU FOR YOIR TIME I HOPE THAT WASNT CONFUSING LMAO BYEEEEE

pushed back in time to the 50s I believe, not in the same universe as Black Bird, someone should request for Richie Boyle 👀 *wink wink, request for richie boyle babe-* also, no smut!! i wasn't really in the mood for smut, sorry anon honey :( also, yes, a bit confusing but it's okay! i hope i did it justice :)

Jimmy's front was a bar that he was a bartender for. It fit, honestly, being a bartender for a drug dealing front. The only thing that didn't fit was the flower shop right next to him his competition always frequented.

Richie was too much of a firecracker to be liked, he had a problem with his anger issues so no matter how many times Jimmy tried to make some sort of alliance, it always ended in Richie getting pissed off and leaving — not before punching one of Jimmy's men though.

Today, he was determined to find out what the hell was so interesting about the flower shop next to his bar. Maybe it was just a ploy to see what he was doing? Figure out if they could steal another shipment?

All of the thoughts were running through his mind as he walked into the flower shop, opening the door to make a bell ring out. All of the smells flooded into his nose, his eyes widening when he saw all of the beautiful flowers and mixed bouquets. They were absolutely beautiful and bright, each flower absolutely perfect with zero wilted petals or leaves.

"Hi, welcome in! I'm so sorry, be there in a minute!" Your voice rings out, Jimmy pausing.

Maybe it wasn't what was so in the shop but who.

"That's alright love!" James slowly walked through the aisles, trying to find you in the entirety of all of the flowers that could've blinded him if they were lights. For fucks sake, they were all beautiful. You put together different colors and textures, one bright bouquet of roses and sunflowers catching his eye.

"That was my first bouquet I made," you say, walking toward him with a smile. "N-Not that one exactly, but the roses and the sunflowers. They're one of my favorites."

"It's beautiful." James said, smiling as he looked back at you. "I'm James, I run the bar next door."

You pause but take his hand and give it a firm shake. "Y/N. Nice to meet you. What can I do for you, James?"

"Well, I'm not sure if you know, but I run more of the high-end bars in town, and someone is always asking why we don't have centerpieces in the VIP rooms." James makes up the lie quickly, smiling down at her. "It doesn't have to be very big, and you will have full creative freedom if that helps guide your decision. All I ask is that they are different every week."

"Oh. Oh wow, when would you need the flowers? Come with me," you say, keeping his hand in yours and pulling him to the back. "Is there any color scheme that you want? Or a limit in price?"

"No, again, full freedom. Anything you want, I'll just pay every week." He smiled at you as you pursed your lips, humming.

"Well, it wouldn't be weekly. If anything, it would be biweekly, I make sure my flowers last longer than a week. There's a special element in the water." You say, writing down some ideas in some pretty handwriting. "Each bouquet would range anywhere from thirty to one hundred each. Is that okay?"

"Perfectly fine. I would only need eight each order because it's strictly for VIP rooms."

“Oh, gotcha! I can do that,” you smile one of the prettiest smiles he had ever seen. “I can get these for you in two days. Sound good?”

“Very good, love. Thank you, I really appreciate it.”

The bell rings making you look up, yelling out, “In the back!”

“Y/N! Where are you?!”

You rolled your eyes. “In the back!”

“Oi, you seen that-” Richie paused when he saw James, gaping. “Why the fuck are you here?!”

“Richie! Go away, he’s a customer!” You yell, quickly standing up straight. “James, I will have these flowers for you soon, okay?”

“No you won’t!” Richie comes between you both after you go around the desk, shaking his head. “You stay the fuck away from my sister.”

James paused, looking from you to Richie. “She’s too pretty to be your sister.”

“Haha, very fucking funny! She’s adopted, you asshole, leave her the fuck alone!”

“Richie, stop!” You say, pushing him as hard as you could. “I’m so sorry, James, ignore him.”

“I will,” James smiled. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Y/N.”

It makes you smile, nodding. “Yes. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“No he won’t!”

“Shut up, Richie!”

After that, you saw him a lot more. James came to see you every day, it was just a matter of time before something happened.

It started off slow, soft kisses behind closed doors and light touches when no one was looking, but Jimmy wanted to change that. You were the first girl he actually wanted to get serious with, he wanted to be able to go out on dates with you without risking being punched by your brother.

Maybe that's the reason why he stood in front of your house, ready to meet Richie and then your dad to continue to court you. It was something stupid he normally didn't believe in, but he wanted to do it right.

So, as soon as he passed the gates, he really did expect the punch he got straight to the face.

"You kissed my sister you bastard?!"

"Rich! Richie, you leave him alone!" You tried to yell, gasping as James shoved him.

"Don't fucking hit me!" He shouted, wiping at his mouth with a sigh. "I came to get your respect, not your approval."

"You don't have any of that, get out!" Richie goes in for another hit before Jimmy caught his wrist, shoving him.

"Listen to me!" James shoved him again, looking over his shoulder to stare at you being held back by one of his henchmen. "I love your sister, even if you don't know anything about that shit."

"Don't you fucking-"

"I'm going to be with her no matter what." Jimmy smiled back at you before glaring at your brother. "So, you better learn how to fucking live with it."

His words make you smile widely, giggling. "Move, Richie!"

Reluctantly, he does with a shout of your father, letting you run forward and into Jimmy's arms. "Oh my, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I'll take more than a punch to be with you." He smiled as you giggled, pressing a firm kiss to his lips. "I'll win him over, I promise."

"You better, or he might just kill you!"

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marisayouass · 9 months

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Good Omens x Reader

one shot:

Aziraphale wants to buy flowers for Crowley, the reader is a side character as a plant seller, Crowley gets jealous of course

Its been a loonng time since i wrote anything so bear with me and please let me know what you think :)

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You know how some stories start with "it was a normal day" well this wasn't and you knew it wasnt. Well not all of it.

Music was blasting through the speakers as you were driving your Car to work knowing (part of) what would happen today.

You park in front of the Shop but before you walk inside you grab a drink at the little Café thats right next to your Plant Shop.

"Good morning Y/N, you look chipper today" said the Cashier already handing you your usual Order.

"I feel chipper, we are finally getting new plants to sell!" You paid and said "have a great dayy" as you waved and walked out again.

You went into work, said hello to your coworker and checked on the plants that are ready for selling, "You girls look lovely! If i could, I would buy you all myself!"

The doorbell rings and you cant help but smile from ear to ear. You practically runned to the door, greeted the deliveryman and showed him where to put the delivery of new plants. You tried your best to stay calm as you thanked him, but as soon as he left you opened them carefully but eagerly.

"Oh Yes! Finally!" you said "Ooh gorgeouuuss"

Now this may sound silly but for plant enthusiasts as yourself, this is a big deal. You waited so long and now you finally have a few Monstera Plant Variations and some of them are even variagated!

As you are unpacking and caring for the plant, the Phone rings, leaving the Plants behind you answered it: "Helloo from Shoplant, Y/N speaking, how can i help you?"

On the other side was the softest and nicest voice you have ever heard.

"Oh Shop-Plant, like shop and plant, that is delightful" he cherished "Yes, good Day my Name is uhm Mr Fell and I was wondering if you could help me with something?"

"Good Day to you Mr Fell, well that depends what it is about but I will try my best"

"Jolly good. Soo I am looking to buy a Plant for someone special to me. The problem is he already has a lot of Plants and they are all perfect. It would be great if you have anything that is.. Uhm.. special?"

"Ohhhh Mr Fell this must be fate! Just now we got a delivery of some special Plants that I think your someone special might definitely enjoy! Its a monstera deliciousa variagated, so its not only green but also white, and trust mee it looks so beautiful."

"That sounds ideal and I guess I have to trust your Professional opinion."

"Well then I hope I dont disappoint you" you chuckled "We are open till 4pm so you can just stop by anytime and check it out. "

Aziraphale threw up his hands in excitement and wrote down the adress of the shop and your name, but before he could answer crowley walked into the bookstore.

"Great, thank you, I will see you later" Aziraphale said rushed because obviously he didn't want Crowley to hear that he is buying a plant for him.

"Who was that?" asked Crowley while leaning against a pillar and taking off his sunglasses.

"uhm no one just an old friend" Aziraphale fidget around with his hands and walked over to crowley "Would you like to get a cup of coffe next door?" trying to change the subject

Crowley looked puzzled "old friend?" he mumbled.. But looking at aziraphale that was just smiling and waiting for an answer "uhm yes sure, lets go"

Aziraphale looked around "Let me just get my coat and then off we go" While he was getting his coat, Crowley walked over to the desk and sees a note

Y/N

At 3 o'clock

Fieldlane 32

He didn't know what to feel but before he could think anything Aziraphale came around the corner walked to the door and held it open for Crowley "You coming?"

"What?" Crowley looked up at Aziraphale who was holding the door "oh.. Yea lets go" as he looked down at the desk again the note was gone... Miraculously...

That is definitely suspicious Crowley thought.

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At around half 3 Crowley decided to check out who this "old friend" should be, so he drove his bentley to the address on the note but he made sure to park it a couple houses over so no one sees it.

He couldn't deny that he was getting a little jealous when he saw that it was a cafe. He stepped inside and had a look around. Is Aziraphale going on a date? Does he even date?

Someone walked up to Crowley and asked "Hello Sir, what can i get for you?"

"Nothing really.." Still looking around he mumbled: "Y/N? Fieldlane 32"

"Excuse me, did you say Y/N? They actually work next door at the Plant shop" the person said, pointing next door.

"Plant shop?" Crowley repeated

"Yes its right-"

Crowley didn't bother listening and just walked out and went next door and speed-walked right into there and started looking for you.

There were only like 3 employees around so finding you was pretty easy considering he saw your name tag too.

"Oi" you heard someone shouting and looked up, in front of you a tall skinny man all dressed in black

"Hello, how can i help you-"

"I'll tell you how you can help me, what happens at 3? Huh?" he jumped right into the conversation, not really thinking it through.

"uhm i dont know"

"Don't play dumb with me" he was sure you were lying to him and took a step closer, cornering you.

"Sir, honestly i dont know what your talking about"

Crowley grabbed your arm, took off his sunglasses, revealing his yellow snake eyes, you were stunned - not in a bad way but also not in a good way...

"Now you listen to me, lassie" he pointed a finger at you and got close up to your face "I knooww something is planned at 3 with my.. Someone i know! So you tell mee-"

"Crowley?" You and Crowley both looked over and saw a man dressed in white with curly white hair standing there, "What is going on here?"

You threw up your arms as a "i dont know" motion.

"Angel.." Crowley stood up straight and let go of you "uhm.. Well i am just asking this nice person about uuhm somee Plants"

"Dont lie to me, Crowley! What are you doing here? Why are you so mean to-" he saw your nametag "oh Y/N, a pleasure to meet you, I am Mr Fell, we talked on the phone this morning" he smiled trying to lighten the mood but also shot a mean face over to crowley, then looked back at you "i am so sorry about my friend here".

"Ohh Mr Fell, i guess you are here about the plant"

"Yes yes but first i need YOU" pointing at crowley "to go wait outside by the car"

Crowley pouted and said "ughh" as he put on his sunglasses again and nodded his head to You which was his way of a apology and walked ouside.

Aziraphale rushed in your direction "I am really terrible sorry about him.. I wish i could say that he is never like that..."

"Its alright i guess, nothing bad happened" you chuckled nervously "I know its none of my business but is that your special someone you mentioned?"

He blushed a little, nodded and let you lead the way to the plant you discussed.

As you were walking you said "Well now I can understand why he was acting that way" you said.

Aziraphale looked a little confused, "What exactly do you mean by that?"

"Well at first i thought he was some mad angry costumer but now it lookes more like a jealous boyfriend to me and we all know love can make you do crazy things" you chuckled and Aziraphale let out a forced chuckle too "Well anyway, here we are, i put this one aside for you"

"Oh myyy, You were right, she is gorgeous! I will definitely take her."

"I'm glad you like it" You picked it up and walked to the counter "Shall I wrap it up a bit?"

"Yes please" Aziraphale said and could barely contain his excitement, he was certain Crowley will love it.

You wrapped it in black paper to match the aesthetic of the friend.

"This is perfect" Aziraphale said "Thank you so much"

"Happy that you're happy, Mr Fell" You smiled and handed him the plant "I hope you have a nice day"

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Aziraphale walked out and Crowley was leaning against the car, waiting.

"If u must know, i was actually buying a plant for you, as a present." Aziraphale placed the plant in the trunk and closed it "Now i am not sure if you deserve it"

Crowley looked a little shooked "Whaat? Why not?"

"Because of what you did to that poor Y/N, what has gotten into you?" Aziraphale said while flaring his arms around

"ughhhh" crowley snarled "that was nothinng, just a misunderstanding.. Now lets just-" he said while reaching for the trunk door but aziraphale slapped his hand away.

"What was it?"

"What was what?" Crowley asked.

"What was the misunderstanding? It had to be big one for You to act like that"

Crowley paced around in a circle "It's stupid.. Its only.. Aaghhh" he stood still and took a big breath "I saw the note on your desk.. And i gueess i got angry about it, so I wanted to see what its all about."

"Angry? Angry about a name and an address?"

"Oorr i guess you could say i got jealous"

Aziraphale made the same face like when he found out Crowley didn't kill the goats but merely transformed them into crows.

"Oh shut it angel! Sorryyy I got mad that I thought you were going on a date and didn't tell me about it" he said half offensive and defensive

"A date?? Pish posh, who would i even date?" he looked down at his hands, is now a good moment to tell him, better now than never "well actually -"

"Can i see the plant now?" Crowley interrupted and smiled excitingly

"Oh uhm yes i suppose" Aziraphale opened the trunk and moved his hands like a little tada.

Crowley ripped the paper, he was excited like a little kid but also he tried to remain cool. The flower is unwrapped and his mouth fell open. He caressed the white and green leaves with his fingers softly but didn't say anything.

Aziraphale got nervous, "Its called a monstera deliciousa in variagated, thats why its also white."

Crowley was silent

"Look if you dont like it, I guess we can give it back-"

"It's white..." Crowley said.

"Yes its variegated, that happens when-"

"It looks like you" Crowley said softly.

"What?" Aziraphale was stunned.

"It's white, just like you.." Crowley repeated and looked at Aziraphale "I lo- uhm I mean, I don't hate it" he smiled.

"Oh I'm glad. I wasnt entirely sure just now but I guess you are welcome" Aziraphale smiled proudly.

"Well done, Angel " he clapped "This is way better than you going on a Date"

"Yes uhm about that" Aziraphale started fidgeting with his hands again "As i was trying to say earlier, well i have thought about this uhm us.. And i- well you- i think- uhm i may-"

Crowley got impatient: "Get on with it!"

"I think I have feelings for you" Aziraphale spurted out.

Crowley was taken aback and his mouth fell slightly open.

Aziraphale: "Well of course I like you we have been together for over 6000 years, you were always there for me and I can always count on you- anyway I do believe now that these feelings may be more than just friendship.. "

"Oh Angel and I mean this in the nicest way I can but how dumb can you be? Obviously I am in love with you! Why do you think i am always around you?"

Crowley grabbed Aziraphale by the shoulders and looked him in the eyes. "I dont even tolerate anyone besides you."

Aziraphale started smiling devilishly, Crowley furrowed his eyebrows "What is it?" he asked.

Aziraphale: "Well I just didn't know that you looveee mee"

Crowley started blushing "oh shut up, you were the one that started talking about his feelings"

"Oh but you lovvee meee"

"Stop it, Angel" he angrily pointed his finger at aziraphale

"I am just repeating what you said" he put his hands up in defense "Its not my fault that you loovee mee"

"Seriously, Angel, shut it" Crowleys face got even redder.

"Or what?" Aziraphale smirked.

"Well... this." Crowley grabbed Aziraphale by the collar and pulled his lips onto his.

For both it felt like fireworks, like a warmth coming from the inside, like a missing piece finally being found.

Even tho Aziraphale wanted this to happen he was still taken by surprise, he was unbelievable happy this is happening, he leaned into it and put his hands on Crowleys back, pulling him even closer.

As the kiss ended they were both catching their breath but never took their eyes off each others.

Crowley then said: "I've been wanting to do that for a long time actually."

They started smiling more and more until Aziraphale said: "Come on, lets find a nice place for this plant in your flat"

They both got into the Bentley and drove away as Somebody To Love by Queen played.

#good omens #good omens fanfiction #good omens fandom #crowley x aziraphale #ineffable husbands #Crowley x aziraphale x reader #Plant shop ff #i am obsessed

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zzombiecleo · 1 year

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in the wcsmp verse i like to imagine joe still exists and is still friends with cleo.

mostly because the thought of like joe hills, wierdo who aquired a book of necromancy through shenanigans, resurrecting cleo is sooo funny.

this guy looks at this book, instantly breaks into a graveyard, picks a random grave, and goes well here we go!

and suddenly cleos there like. hi? what happened?

and he just. took her home. randomly resurrected some time witch who died a century ago and decided they were best friends now.

cleo had to do a little bit of time magic in order to make sure their body wasnt falling apart but it was worth it cause shes alive and has a life long friend and pen pal now!

and she taught joe how to actually go about learning necromancy. time and death are slightly intertwined enough for them to know vaguely what order joe should go in. he still skipped around but that was cause they thought itd be funny.

(that first book was eventually stolen by some wierd emo guy, but at that point joe had other books and notes and things for necromancy so it wasn't a big deal)

#andy rambles #joe hills #zombiecleo #wcsmp #witchcraftsmp #look separating them is bad for thier health. theyre just penpals now.#yes that last bit is a reference to #scott smajor #i thought itd be fun

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hiemaldesirae · 12 days

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Swap AU:

Vox's Goetia (we need a name for him...umm because he's where Vox gets the extras for the fight against Heaven; got any ideas?) looks like a Griffin. He's got a Lion lower half and eagle upper half but his colors are shades of blue. (You see why Vox proposed that deal.)

The crew work on defense for days. Vox goes to Lucifer to ask about Angel weaknesses and informs him about Adam's threats against Charlie and the Hotel, and that's how the hotel crew gets informed of angel weaknesses. Lucifer tells, after all why should he keep Heaven's weakness a secret when they're coming for his daughter?

Vox then puts a big order of Angelic steel in for Carmine, paying extra to have it arrive early, which it does so he and Pentious can build turrets and drones to shoot down the exterminators. They have a blast.

Also: fun facts:

Vox's sensors and subconscious relax and recognize Alastor's scent as safe, even though Vox himself cannot smell anything. The sensor's database has recognized certain scents as family (Husk's, Vel's, Val's) lover's/husband's (Alastor's) little sister (Charlie's) my duck loving liege lord who might be my friend too? (Lucifer) the crazy exorcist chick whose now treating me with kid gloves--IT WAS ONE PANIC ATTACK! (Vaggie) Val's weird Spider who keeps taking photos and I know is stealing my shit (Angel Dust) The Best Little Engineer That Could (Sir Pentious) The Engineer's less then steller sidekicks 1-8 (Eggbois) the chick that keeps blowing up the wall (Cherri Bomb)

Angel Dust does do more then steal. He brings in Alastor's cooking to the Hotel, and Vox who does miss homemade jambalaya jumps at the chance to eat it. Vox just devours it. (Of course Angel lied and told him it was set aside for Niffty and Velvette for working so hard. He wasn't going to tell him Alastor had been waiting at the door of V-tower with the large Tupperware bowl with strict instructions that only Vox got what was inside.)

Vox actually turns in early--he'd been stressing out with Adam's threat laying over him and the thought of a true death coming for him hasn't sat well, but the warmth of good food made him sleepy and he goes to bed. He's barely asleep when Alastor joins him, gently petting his rabbit ears and murmuring his undying devotion to sleeping Vox's ears.

uhhh. drawing from the demons of the ars goetia grimoire, seir could work as a name? according to his description, seir can go to any place on earth in a matter of seconds to accomplish the will of the conjurer (possibly explaining how vox can use him for errands and such), and hes not a particularly evil demon. he's also a prince of hell, so that makes his and stolas' relation even closer since there seems to be only 7 of them in the ars goetia grimore

HAHAHA awww bonding time with pentious and vox!!! i still stand by the fact that i think vox should get to say kys to at least ONE other person in the swap au. i simply believe my wife should be allowed to cyberbully whoever he wants <3 also i imagine lucifer would show up to help with fortifications too, no? i just cant see him leaving his daughter and friend alone to deal with the fallout while not leaving the palace... though admittedly, i am a bit biased from what electric mentioned.

me after i die. HE STILL RECOGNIZES AL AS HIS LOVER...... auwgudawgh...... imgonna be SICK. what the HELL did they even fight about because clearly it wasnt enough to keep both of them from pining for each other... AUAUWGAHAH every time you come in my inbox its like another plane (angst( striking the twin towers (my heart)

and i am SUCH a fucking sucker for radiostatics love language being food. the idea that al nabs / has angel nab voxs stuff so that he can stake his claim but he also makes him food.... just stop being cryptic and TELL HIM YOUR SHIT !!! god i hate them. dysfunctional ass toxic couple theyre the WORST. and al. please for the love of god just be a Normal Person and STOP BREAKING INTO VOXS BED AT NIGHt ?!!?!?? just one normal thing from you. god damn its like if he doesnt act like a freak he loses 20 years off his lifespan or something

#ran rambles #hazbin hotel #general asks #radiostatic #swap au

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rand0mfangurlstuff · 16 days

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Sing Yourself to Sleep - Bucky x Y/N - Part Four - Crush

Two parts in one day because I have the day off work and this story is just playing on my mind. In contast to the previous part this is entirely Y/N's POV. Based loosely on the song Crush by Jennifer Paige.

Major Egan, or 'Bucky' as he prefferred, was everywhere. Everywhere she turned there he was. In the mess hall, at the officers club, walking through the base with Meatball. She couldn't get away from him and his blue eyes or wide smile. She told him to pretend he did't know her, but he wasn't trying very hard. Every morning her complimented her breakfast muffins, later at dinner time telling her that whatever baked good she had made that day was the 'Best damn thing I ever tasted.' He once was her carrying flour into the kitchen, quickly grabbing the bags from her and carrying them for her. 'Just being a gentlemen.' he had said. At the officers club she always caught him looking at her, complimenting her dress or her perfume 'Sweet as honey.' He once asked her to dance; Albert saying it was a good idea, but she feigned a headache to get out of it as politely as she could. Worried that Albert would question why she no longer wanted to dance with Major Egan. He was everywhere, always trying to get her attention. And she liked it.

She couldn't help it. She liked the compliments, liked the way his eyes twinkled when he looked at her. She told herself it wasnt a big deal. Lots of people like compliments, dont they? But it wasnt just that. She caught herself looking at him. Watching him sing at the officers club, enjoying the way he looked so happy and carefree. She would watch him eating in the mess hall, watch as he brought his coffee cup to his soft pink lips. Oh his lips. She couldn't get the kiss out of her mind. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't stop herself.

She dreamed about the kiss, of what could have happened after the kiss, she dreamed of things a married woman should not dream about. It's just a crush, she told herself. It's not a big deal. A silly little childhood crush. I will go away.

It did not go away. And Bucky's excuses to speak to her did not help. He caught her one afternoon in the kitchen, sugar cookies baking in the oven. The sound of his voice as he stood in the doorway startled her 'Smells delicious.' She jumped and turned to face him. 'Major Egan, I didn't realise you were there. Can I help you with anything?' she tried to busy herself with the washing up, acting like his presence in the small kitchen didn't get to her. 'I just was passing by and wanted to say hello. You need any help in here?' he said as he approached her. 'Oh no I'm fine. You should be on your way. I'm almost finished anyway.' She kept her back to him, focusing on the dishes, but she knew he was no right behind her. She look sense him, smell his cologne.

'You sure you're okay Y/N?' he asked. 'Yes of course!' 'Then why wont you look at me?' he said as he turned her to face him. She was met with his beautiful blue eyes. 'I'm just busy that's all.' she feigned ignorance. 'I don't buy that.' 'Well it doesn't matter what you buy Major! I told you not to speak to me again, if anyone saw you in here they-' 'They'd what?' he interrupted her. 'They'd think something was going on? Something is going on. You know it and I know it. You will do anything not to look at me right now, but you have no problem looking at me at the club, or anywhere else you think I don't notice.' Y/N's cheeks were a flaming red, she hadn't realised she had been caught out. She was lost for words, till Bucky spoke again. 'You feel it too, this thing between us.' 'I don't feel anything between us. There is nothing between us.' 'Bullshit!' he said, 'You think about our kiss, I knwo you do, and you want it to happen again because you have feelings for me the same way I have feelings for you.'

'Its just a crush, a silly little childish crush. Crushes go away. Go away even quicker if people just stay away from eachother.' She couldn't believe she just admitted she had a crush on him out loud, but it was too late to go back now. 'It's more than just a crush. Its been almost a month since we kissed, and I know you still think about it every day, because I do.' With that, before she could even say a way, his lips were on hers. Y/N wanted to fight him, know she should fight him, but the kiss was just so good. His hands were on her waist and before she knew it her hands were in his hair. It was passionate, like two people starved of air. His hand went from her waist to her rear, pulling her againt him. She tugged on the curls along his neck and he let out a moan. This is so wrong. She told herself. But it feels so good. She couldn't remember the last time she was kissed like this, perhaps her wedding night. Hands were moving and tongues were colliding when suddenly *ding* her oven timer went off. Both of them jumped like cats who had been sprayed with water. Both panting for breath, Y/N reached to turn off the alarm. She looked at the clock, seeing that it was almost dinner time. 'You need to go, the cooks will be here any minute.'

He said nothing, just smiled and tried to catch his breath. She saw his tie was askew, she reached to fix it. He pecked her on the lips again. 'You say its a silly childish crush, but there was nothing childish about that.' he smirked, winking at her as he left the kitchen. She was in trouble.

#callum turner #masters of the air #john bucky egan #john egan #mota #masters of the air fan fiction #john egan x reader #masters of the air fanfic

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wincestdailyheadcanons · 1 year

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(TW: Noncon, somnophilia, blood play, SH, knife play, blood as lube)

Wincest Unhinged #2 They had a very simple deal. Sam would get Dean the first blade back, he could sew the fucking thing to his hand if he wanted, and in return, all he had to do was stay.

Dean had eagerly accepted Sams terms 3 months ago, had leaned in to kiss Sam to seal the deal, his teeth grazed, then bit Sam's bottom lip, pulled playfully, and grinned, looked down at Sam's crotch, noting the slight bulge, and extended his hand.

Deal made, Dean had to stay. But for his own safety, Sam kept Dean's door guarded with salt, holy water, and devils traps.

Sam shifted the tray of food in his hand, knocked twice, paused, and knocked three more.

Sam knew he didn't need to do that. Wasn't like Dean was expecting other visitors, but still, Sam couldn't seem to break himself of the habit.

"Dean?" Sam called, turning the knob; "I brought you some f-"

Sam stared at Dean's naked form sprawled out on the bed, his head propped up on pillows so he was facing the doorway, his hand on his cock, pumping lazily.

Their eyes met.

Dean didnt even pause, just held Sam's gaze, and let out a soft, needy, moan.

Sam felt his cheeks flush; "S-sorry" He stammered, setting the tray on the floor just outside the devils trap.

"Sammy…"

Sam stopped. He hadn't heard Dean say his name like that since right before the last trial to close Hell, when Sam, knowing deep in his core that he wasnt going to survive the final trial of curing a demon…

Fuck, he missed this. Missed coming apart under his brothers body, melting with his touch, missed his Dean.

"Come here, baby boy." Dean said, low and soothing. "Know you wanna see, know how much you miss me." Dean shifted a bit. "Wont even touch you, not unless you want me to."

Without realizing it, Sam took a single step outside the trap.

Dean grinned, raising his hand towards Sam.

It felt like a vice had grabbed him, throwing him through the air, and slammed him so hard against the wall he was momentarily dazed.

"Dean…Dean stop." Sam pleaded, trying to break free. Dean looked him up and down, like he was a piece of meat, eyes full of lust, and something Sam couldn't quite put his finger on, but he knew he didnt want to find out…

Dean seized a handful of Sam's hair, holding him still. "Look at your big brother, Sam."

Sam glanced away.

"No?" Dean gave a hurt look, then pressed his naked body against Sam, grinding against him, letting Sam feel how hard he was. "Thats fine."

Dean pushed his thumb roughly into Sam's eyelid, and Sam cried out in pain and fear, and Dean's cock seemed to get twitch, as if he took pleasure hearing Sam in pain, as if it was almost as good as sex.

"You gonna look at me now?" Dean asked, pushing a little harder. "You don't answer me, Im gonna pop your fucking eyeball out of your skull and then feed it to you."

"Yes! Yes, fuck!"

"Good boy." Dean kissed his cheek, then released him.

Sam hit the floor, rolling on his side, his hand flying up to his face. Still there…

"Youre still not watching me." Dean scolded, and Sam looked up.

Dean sat on the edge of the bed, the first blade in his hand. Dean traced his tongue suggestively up the side of the blade, and winked.

Sam swallowed.

"Miss that big cock of yours Sammy." Dean teased, trailing the tip of the blade over his lip and his chest, leaving small cuts that glowed orange. "Miss having you inside me, filling me up…"

"What…what are you doing?" Sam asked, absentmindedly watching blood drip from the cuts. No way that didnt hurt, had to and Dean didnt flinch away, instead he pressed into the pain. "What are you doing?"

"You worried?" Dean smiled. "Youre so sweet, Sammy. Its okay, The Mark keeps me healed up."

Dean pushed the blade deeper, this time making a pained noise, blood flowing more freely. Sam watched as it trailed down along the curves of Deans body, over his stomach and thighs, and fuck, Sam feels a pulse of heat go through his own body.

"Missed you." Dean repeated, green eyes disappearing behind black. "Had to…" Dean smirked, licked his lips, the blade covered with Deans blood, dipping lower…

Vaguely, Sam heard Dean try to moan the word 'improvise', his focus instead on the blade that Dean slowly, painfully pushed inside himself.

Sam felt his stomach turn as he watched Dean fuck himself, blood pooling between his thighs and onto the sheets. Dean moaned his brothers name as he worked the blade in and out, cutting deeper, his cock hard and straining, and fuck Dean looks good like this…

Sam almost wished he could say his body moved because of whatever kind of demonic mojo Dean currently possessed, but they both knew it wasnt true. Sam moved towards the bed on his own accord. Dean had missed Sam, and Sam wasnt going to pretend that he didnt miss Dean.

Sam kissed Dean, all teeth and tongue, fingers curling around the handle of the first blade, and Dean arched into it moaning louder, a mix of pain and pleasure filled noise escaping him. "Want…want your fucking mouth on me."

Funny. Sam wanted that too.

Dean shuddered as Sam licked into the small cuts across Deans body, pushing his tongue in deep, forcing them open, biting down when some didn't flow as freely as he wanted. "Good boy." Dean praised. "Like how I taste dont you? Wanna be inside me?"

Sam gave a quick nod, licking a trail of dried blood down Deans stomach to his cock, Sam swiped his tongue over the head, licking away precum, and then Sam felt an invisible rope around his throat holding him in place. He looked up at Dean, Sam could see his reflection in the black of Deans eyes. Could feel the pride in them, love and warmth, and Sam knew it probably wasnt real, that Dean had been planning this from the beginning, and really, Sam didnt care, as long as it was just the two of them. Sam swallowed down Deans cock with teasing slowness, hands kneading Deans ass, the blade slipping out and falling onto the floor with a soft thud.

"Fuck!" Dean groaned, rolling his hips, grabbing a handful of Sam's hair. "Fucking little cock tease, missed that fucking mouth of yours Sam." Dean yanked hard, pulling Sam down the full length of his shaft making him gag. Sam struggled, needing air, and Dean twisted his hair painfully; "Dont fucking move. Dont you fucking move…" Dean growled, snapping his hips, ignoring Sam hitting his legs, moaning obscenely when Sam resorted to biting trying to break free.

"Gonna make me cum you do that again." Dean warned. "Now, just relax." Sam jerked as Dean pinched his nose, felt his body tighten as he struggled. Sams vision began to blur, and then darkness consumed him.

Sam woke up to Dean still fucking his mouth, his own gags and hurt noises mixed with Deans moans and; "Good little bitch, always knew you didnt have to be awake to be a good fuck."

Sam groaned, dazed, and jumped when Dean slapped him and then finally pushed Sam back, leaving him choking and gasping for air.

"Not done with you yet, Sammy." Dean smirked, grabbing his arm and rolling them so Sam was on the bed. Sam tried to think through his haze. "De, hold…wait…" He sounded weird.

Dean straddled Sam's face, grinding down hard. "Know you want more, need big brother to take care of you dont you Sammy? Thats my job right?" Dean moaned as Sam's tongue pushed into his hole. "Thats it." Dean wrapped his hand around Sams cock, pumping him. "Gonna stretch me open with that mouth, then Im gonna ride that big fat cock of yours, get all of your cum in me, gonna feel so fucking good in all these cuts. Like that idea dont you Sammy?"

Somehow, Sam managed to nod, and this time, Sam used his own power to move Dean forward. Dean gave a surprised look when he saw Sam's face, mouth covered in blood, eyes dark, but not quite the same shade of black as Dean's but they'd get there.

"Get on my fucking dick." Sam ordered, voice laced with power.

Dean grinned, giving a playful bow. "As you wish."

#sam/dean #supernatural #wincest #Wincest: Unhinged #topping from the bottom #top dean #bottom sam #tw: noncon #WincestDailyHC #demon!dean/sam

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shanti-ashant-hai · 1 year

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But

I have 2 questions

1) STORY TIME please. I need motivation

2) WHY THIS KOLAVERI DEEEE

ok ok fine storytime from the time my mom broke out of jail because @eugenephosgene and @chandrayee asked for it. its not that much of a big deal tbh it wasnt even for a very big crime just ppl being misogynistic

so anyway, when my mom was 16/17, the mukhiya decided that every girl in the village wasn't going to be seen outside the house after 8 pm. which she thought was ridiculous because she sometimes went over to my dad's house to study and came back home at around 10.

so, naturally, she goes to argue with the mukhiya, who is having none of it and basically told her to fuck off. and my mom was so furious she started throwing stones at his house, which led to him calling the police and them kinda just taking her to jail to call my nana nani and tell them what theire daughter was up to.

so while she was kept locked up my mom managed to steal the keys from this random guys pocket, all bollywood style, breaks out of jail and takes some criminals out with her. the criminals are so thankful that they promise if they ever meet again they'll help her

the criminals ran over to other places and they never really met again. strangely, one of them is now our neighbour and my mom is best friends with him.

i only know this because the day they moved in my mom stared at him like 'mujhe pehchana????' and he stared at her too like '...jail wali ladki??????' and my mom nodded and they started laughing while the others were all wtftf

so yeah anyway y'all tell me im cool but the real girlboss is my mom

#asks #storytime #shanti ki ashanti suno #desiblr #shitposts

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royalwriteroftheuniverse · 1 year

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Summer wedding drabble request

A request from @nana1000night to make ari feel a worse pain than he inflected on the reader. You asked for it.

18+ just incase horrible angst discussions of 1 divorce and trying to explain divorce to a child. I'm not a psychologist so don't quote me on that. It also can explain why Maya is so cold to ari in red sea diving resort No reporting or republishing but comments and reboots are welcome

They called Maya Queenie on occasion. Ari's ex girlfriend is called Princess by Maya and subsequently by Ari. Ima in Hebrew is mother Abba is Father

At the airport Maya runs up to Ari his arms are opened for her but she stops short

"Where's Princess?"

Ari took a deep breath he knew this was comming.

"Well Queenies she's- not here."

"Oh the bathroom?" Maya nodded her head in understanding and Ari knew right then and there it was going to be a long visit.

"What'd she say about the ring Daddy did she love it?"

"Sweetheart-"

"I made her a drawing see- thats me and mama and that you and princess and me can I have a lavender flower girl dress?"

"What's princess holding? A puppy?"

"A baby I want a baby sibling I want to be a big sister. "

"Hey we need to talk."

Ari took her to Dylan candy shop and let her get whatever she wanted hoping to keep her happier for longer and he'd be willing to deal with the sugar fallout later.

"What do you mean she won't be here?" Maya was curious. Then her face dropped "is she on a work trip like you did?"

"No sweetheart see she and me, we, it's complicated"

"Ima says complicated means you messed things up."

Ari rolls his eyes of course Sara would say that but this time she's right which he hates.

"You see Princess we don't live together anymore. "

"Oh" Maya peps up.

Ari is relieved because she understands.

"I don't like that house either are we having dinner at her place? Can we stay there I wanna-"

"Maya-"

"See the diansaurs and-"

"Maya-"

"We learned about Egypt and mummies in school and when we talked on the phone remember? When said she was afraid of the mummies."

Ari smiled for a second Maya wanted to go and princess pretended to be scared of Mummies asking Maya to help her be brave. Ari had such trouble not laughing at that. At how sweet it was. At how much he was looking forward to having kids together she'd make the perfect mother. He wanted all the babies to look like her. So beautiful so-

"Aba- are you listening? I dont want to break my promise to help her. Can we go today or tomorroe."

"Maya honey no."

"But whhhhyy." She whined

"We aren't," he had to take a deep breath to steady himself for this but the lump in his throat... he almost couldn't breathe "we aren't together anymore baby, we broke uo."

"Like you and Mommy?"

"Yea sweetheart like me and Mommy."

'We have to go back to court again?"

Oh God was Ari's heart breaking especially because he was now breaking his little girl's heart too.

"No sweetheart see you you're not. It's not like that see Mommy and Daddy fought over you because we-"

"Princess helped you fight for me."

"Yea she did baby but um this sort of break up is diffrent. We- why don't you have some more ice cream?"

She shook her head no.

"This isn't the type of break up you go to court over see she," God how do you explain this to a child? "Mommy and I both love you and-"

"I know half my genes that make make me, me come from you and half from mommy but you both went to court because you both love me so much that you both want me around 24/7. You faught because you both love me too much and that's a good type of fighting. That I wasn't at fault but you both were to greedy to give up any time with me and wasn't something I was in trouble for. You both wanted me around all the time."

Ari was taken back "where did you come up with that?"

"Princess told me one day when I was upset. She said you both love me so much that you didn't want to spend time without me but I wasnt to blame at all."

Ari teared up.

"She's right baby. Everyone loves you so very much."

"So why won't princess fight for me? I thought she loves me."

"Oh darling she does you know that but we weren't married and you just can't see her again its just the way things are."

"Did I make her mad? A Smidgen? Does she think I was forcing her to see the mummies because I-"

"No no nothing like that its just. I messed up and we broke up we went our seperate ways and she can't go to court to fight over tou. Mommy and I are you parents so that's why we could but-"

"But princess isn't." Maya's face dropped.

"No."

"I hate you" Maya suddenly screamed taking Ari back surprising him. That's how the whole day went crying screaming i hate you and even two year old were taken back by her tantrums. Maya wouldn't let Ari hold or her or barely anything. She refused to even take a cup of juice from him. But she didn't run from him, well not too far other wise she knows she'd be in trouble.

"Hey its me )"

"I know"

"Look im calling about Maya she-"

"How'd she take the news?"

"Well um-"

"That well hu? When does she want to see the mummies."

"You don't have to."

"So what you were just calling me to say hey Maya hates you too."

"No she misses you and-"

"And I promised to take her to see the mummies. She doesn't deserve everyone to let her down."

"Why do you hate Abba? Can I fix it?"

Sweetheart you knew you can't fix relationships we talked about this. It has nothing you can do or can't do to change that.

You know how sometimes you just aren't friends with people or you were but now you aren't?"

"Yea."

"Well thats how it is with me your father but I will always love you, you know that. Unless you keep beating me at battleship."

"I thought you said I shouldn't turn my light or my smarts down for anyone."

"And you shouldn't but can't you give me a fighting chance"

"Nope."

"No? not even 1 hint of your strategy and how you beat me every time?"

"No hints I'm just smart."

"You are smart but you have a strategy maybe you'll tell the tickle monster. Maya had fallen on the floor in laughter and and tickles and neither cared it eas in a museum. And people walked past smiling. Thinking it was a mother and daughter having a joyful day out."

Ari wad been keeping his wide stance wishing he was there with them. The tickle fight the hand holding, the smiles and joy and just the everything. He was starting to think his heart could break into dust.

The two of them sat on a bench and Ari could listen. From a corner... just when he thought he couldn't hurt anymore.

"Can I see you again?"

Well Maya honey you're here to spend time with your Abba. Not me. Plus you'll have more fun I won't be distracting him."

"But then I dont get away with nothing."

"With anything you mean. You will. Don't tell him I told you to you have him wrapped around your finger. You're his baby girl and there isn't ANYTHING he wouldn't do for you."

"But what about having a baby brother or sister?"

Sweetheart," she sighed.

"Daddy said he wanted babies with yoy and ill be the best big sister ever Ill even change poopy diapers and I was so brave helping you didnt cry when we saw the mummies.i'd do the same for them."

"I know Bubba and you made me very brave because you're very brave. But once your Daddy finds someone he loves and wants to marry they might have babies then or your mother might."

He wanted them with you. He missed so much with Maya but you he wanted to be there every step of the way for everything everywhere. He was thinking it felt it more than he did with his ex wife.. He was looking forward to sleepless nights and 2 am feedings and love he missed that love you two had so bad. You helped Maya and him get closer and Maya was just as in love with you being her new mother as Ari.

"Maya, honey its not going to happen ok. I know you're sad right now but I promise you in a few days you'll be ok. In a few months you won't even remember me." She added a soft smile.

Tears were streaming down Ari's face.

Everything he ever wanted in life was round the corner, his two girls, and he just killed it. She had eveplained everything better than he or his ex-wife had. But Maya hates him. It's always him because its always his fault. He promised Maya you'd be a family. Ari really did think you'd say yes.

Maya got upset and went to Ran but Ari caught her within a few of her steps. Going to return her, they walked into eachother

"Ari really? God." She was surprised and took a breath "Maya honey I think, " she really wanted to end the day, "Why don't we go out for dinner."

"Does we include you?" Maya pounted. Which only worked on Ari Princess did that with Ari herself and her own father to fall for it. But she did fell bad for the little one.

"Well honey I" she looked at Ari. "I can't stay long I have to go to work. But I suppose I have time for a slice of Pizza."

"Yay!" And just like that her tantrum was gone.

Princess really couldn't even stay for a slice. She had to take it to go.

"I'm sorry queenie but I can't stay i need to go to work"

"But why?"

"Because I need money"

Why my Daddy can give you some"

"No he can't"

"I can" Aris offer was ignored like he wasn't even there.

"Why do you need money?" Maya was still to innocent to understand.

"To pay for things that your smart and pretty head doesn't have to worry about until you're an adult." She booped her nose.

Maya threw arms around her.

"Promise you'll be good to your dad for me?"

Maya nodded. With that she left not saying a word to or looking at Ari. Who was internally begging for just one more glance- even one out of spite or hatred. But Ari's eyes never left her.

"Maya stay here for a second" he followed her out

"Hey, hey," Ari grabbed her fore arm

She pulled away with a "Don't touch me"

"Sorry I'm sorry." he held his hands up in defeat and was he defeated.

"I did more then most ex girlfriends would ever do."

"I know" he said in a small voice putting his hands in his front pocket he felt small he looked small despite his stature.

"You're lucky I love that little girl. I know what an asshole she has for a father."

"If you need money I could help."

"I would say I'd rather sell my soul to Satan but I dont want to be involved in a business transaction with you."

"Isn't there something I can do-"

"Yea be a good father to your little girl. And stay away from me."

She left and ari watched her walk away and then Nick showed up. Her bright eyes and huge smile returned. They kissed eacother deeply.

"How'd it go?"Nick asked even though he knew the answer

"Not that bad he was following us at the museum but I knew he would. He did a bad job of it though. What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to walk you to work."

"Nick."

His hands were on her head and her body and there was nothing he could do but gripe and dig his dingernails into his palm so tightly

"Ok and maybe I wanted to kiss you." Nick smirked

"I didn't want you to walk alone" he moves some hair off her face that the wind had blown in. She giggled. All Ari could think of was that it used to be his his hands his lips his heart in her hands. Her heart in his. The smile he longed for to be directed to him. He still remeberes the peppermint lip balm you'd wear so your breath always senmed fresh.

That night Maya was yelling and crying the biggest tantrum he's ever seen her had.she was slapping him, hitting . He made no attempt to stop her he felt he deserved every. Single. Pain.

Maya was crying in him begging him to fix it. Ari was crying by then too.

"I want to baby I wish I could I wish I could. Baby but I can't I can't fix it."

"If you love me you'd fix it."

"I tried baby I tried to fix it but I can't I can't." He was cry and shy was crying. In fact Maya cried herself to sleep. Ari layed Her down in bed and then just slid down in the hallway crying he wanted to fix things so bad he lost the loves of his life twice, his wife and his now ex she had moved on so quick but all he thought was that he deserved that pain. A peice of him , well more than a peice, had hoped it was just a rebound relationship.. But he didn't want to lose Maya... not her too. Not his little girl. He knew he ruined things for Maya.

The rest of her trip Maya was mad and sad and crying. Ari felt like the worst person on the planet, the univeree. He thought about just telling his ex-wife just to keep Maya for the rest of her life as she didn't deserve a father like him. He had loved his ex-wife once upon a time but not now. But he promised the real love of his life he'd be a good father to that little girl. The one that his ex girlfriend had loved and spent countless hours playing battleship and trying to distract Maya at the court house, making sure Maya knew she was loved. Ari knew there was no one better for his little girl than the woman he let slip through his fingers over a bad, what? 48 hours? And now he ruined both thier lives Maya she deserved better and Ari didnt know if he could but he promise so he was going to try. But Maya never completely forgave him and Maya never forgot her.

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Big fan of your work, and I’m sorry if this comes off as rude but I just wanna info dump or else I’ll go crazy

I still respect your interpretation of fuyupeko but I think it’s debatable those two are as dependent on each other as ppl say

There’s major themes of Fuyuhiko pushing Peko away

1. In the splash art of them growing up, Fuyuhiko is never looking at Peko)

2. In Fuyuhiko’s Island Mode ending, Fuyuhiko explicitly say he needs to stop running away from Peko

3. In Danganronpa S, Fuyuhiko’s first instinct is to brush off Peko but he corrects himself saying he still needs her. In the Peko and Sayaka convo, Sayaka expresses she needs to be independent to not bother her friend, but Peko says her friend is probably happy to be relied on

4. The fact in SDR2, Peko lies about almost everything about herself (she saids she has parents in freetime, she calls Fuyuhiko her childhood friend and negates that in the trial), and the only time she was truly truthful she states that all she wants to be is remembered by Fuyuhiko

5. In Fuyuhiko’s talk with Akane, he states he never told Peko he was grateful for her. And in Peko’s freetime, Peko states as a child, Fuyuhiko would cry and call her scary

I do think Fuyuhiko and Peko’s relationship is strained from Peko being taught she was only a tool but I think it’s also comes from the fact Fuyuhiko never communicates with Peko that he actually likes her as a person. It still hurts me that when they were on a dangerous island where anyone could murder, Fuyuhiko told Peko explicitly not to talk to him, the one person she could trust on the island. Like who can blame Peko for thinking Fuyuhiko resented her.

Anyways, sorry if none of this made sense. I hope you’re not mad.

NO AUGH WASNT SUPPOSED TO BE POSTED DONT READ YET IM NOT DONE closenur eyes

ok done now

Nah not mad! I just think maybe I have a very different way of interpreting info, which is fine (we all do tbh), but I appreciate a respectful differing view.

Anyway, disclaimer, my memory is brittle and I havent consumed all DR content so some stuff is not available to me.

I'm gonna do this in numbers too just bc its easier

I dont really put a lot of stock into the art anyway? I dont know which one this refers to

same as in 3. with trying to distance himself from being too reliant on the family, possibly also being distant by trying to adhere to their roles, more on that later

I remember some of Fuyuhiko's deal being that he doesn't want to rely on the power of his family of everything, and that extends to Peko with her being his protector. I think the fact that he thinks e needs her, but doesn't want to, actually just plays right into my view of them (this one, Fuyuhiko not wanting their relationship to e what it is but admitting that he doesnt know anything else and would be pretty adrift without it).

I didn't know that! That's interesting. My memory might be wrong, but wasn't some of that because Fuyhiko instructed her to keep their affiliation a secret? And since the clan is all she knows, she had to make stuff up?

I could believe that Fuyuhiko never actually thanked Peko for her services, their whole job status being messy as it is. I dont know about that second thing, but I remember something about Fuyuhiko crying because he could sense that Peko was worried / she was trying to reassure him but without smiling or anything, something about them being kidnapped. Still doesnt really negate my view on them, just once again that they wanna be there for each other but somehow just can't.

Ok so, re: that little comic, I guess I should say: I dont think they were that sweet with one another all the time, and in fact kind of want to imply that while they *were* friends as kids, as volatile as kid friendships can be, from that point onwards they did start to grow into their roles and their own seperate ways (for worse). Fuyuhiko being an overly aggressive and angry dickhead a lot of the time, trying to fit into what he thinks he needs to be, and Peko being the 'tool' that she tries to pass as in the trial, actually kind of thinking she knows what's best for Fuyuhiko instead of talking to him one on one as a friend. When I say they were reliant on each other, I dont mean they were emotionally close, I just mean they literally define themselves a bit by the other (the game does this also), because they're not sure what to be otherwise, the other being the only peer they know closely. Like Fuyuhiko says (cries) in the trial, he needs Peko, and Peko is so consumed by her role that she did the whole murder thing.

Fuyuhiko pushing Peko away and Peko refusing to back away makes sense to me in the lens that Fuyuhiko wants Peko to be more than his walking talking sword, and Peko takes her duty seriously/is unwilling to lose the one person she has a connection with. Fuyuhiko is taking dumb clumsy baby steps at not needing Peko there all the time, even though he kind of does, and Peko doesnt see what's wrong with their relationship as is (and therefore thinks she can base a murder unit because she doesnt see how it wouldnt make sense that she doesnt count as a person). Fuyuhiko also absolutely dogshit at communicating and could have avoided a lot of this with some anger management and more thoughtful speaking, but i think part of the tragedy is that neither of them knew any better because what they were doing was all they'd ever been expected to do.

I always understood the whole "dont interact w me" thing to be a, a) a way for both of them to be normal classmates, which would be good for them, and later b) scheme to protect the both of them and give them advantage in the game. I cant say I ever saw it as pure callousness on Fuyuhiko's part- rough and clumsy attempt at being helpful, maybe- and I definitely can't agree with that read. I think maybe Peko could have seen it that way, in being that she wants to be relied on and be useful and that being rejected means she's being rejected, but Fuyuhiko states that people tend to be wary and suspicious of him (for good reason) so however harsh, I think it was always gonna end in Peko's favour, in or outside of game. Whether that was explicitly planned, I dont know- probably not- but I dont think it was just him being a dick.

Anyway! I don't know if this reply makes sense, but I'm not like disagreeing just to disagree! I replied this in-depth bc I was interested in answering lol. This is just what I mean by fundamentally different reads. This is how *I* understood the events based on my own brain translating it, doesnt mean yours is any more right or wrong, just different people processing things differently.

#Talky talky #Fuyuhiko #Peko #Why my clumsy fingers. Ok u may read #Cannot overstate the fact that I understand things as they make sense to me and as I think makes sense in the narrative #I'm not right! There is no right there is nuance in everything and you may well think I'm nuts for my interpretation #But this is what I see n how I feel #And there ain't nothing wrong with interpreting things differently. What makes sense to u does so for a reason and that says something abt-#-what u like and want or how u think and that's good!#Me: I want people to engage me genuinely and honestly!#People: do #Me: oh god oh fuck oh god oh man uh uh uh #I keep writing a good night tag but I'm never done #I am v much guilty of putting a positive or hopeful light on everything I'm super guilty as charged #You can read a lot of these characters in a much darker or less flattering light and you wouldnt be wrong but I LIKE making the best of em #And that's just me yknow. I'm biased as fuck bc I like it and it makes sense to me and if that's wrong i dont wanna be right or whatever

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I dont think that they will wait that long to bring penny back im pretty sure that she will come back the next volume (etheir in the first or last episode)

I already made a post about how it possible that penny end up in ruby head giving ruby heard her voice in the begining

Prehaps bevacause of her deprassion (which was very simular to penny btw) she wasnt ablr to hear her but now that ruby is herself she might actually start hearing her again and find out she is alive!

I could see it happened when ruby is in a fight and she look like she about to loose and then she heared penny tells her to allow her to handhale the fight and we see her closing her eyes and when they open again their are green

Also pretty sure that the biggest reason for penny to die was so the maiden power would transfer to someone else without putting somthing out of nowhere, giving that the maiden power only make penny life worse it means that for her character arc to be complete she need to get rid of it as it would took away her freedom no matter what happened with her

I don't think they would bring her back the first ep of the next volume, this would be very disrespectful to her second death tbh x) Bringing her back like that like it wasn't such a big deal feels really bad to me. If they want to keep the impact and give such importance to her death, then I'd rather wait for them to build it once again rather than have them rush it and just bring her back again at the first step of next volume. It made sense in Volume 7 because it was a long time after the fall of Beacon, everyone just arrived in Atlas and met Pietro, it was fitting. But here, even if Pietro's in Vacuo it feels really rushed to me. We got a whole volume about reincarnation but also about Ruby mourning Penny (or trying at least, because she barely had time or space to do so...). I would rather to see the process detailed this time, hear characters talk about Penny for real, see Pietro grieving and trying his best to bring her back, Winter thinking about her too, anyway.

I also saw the theory about Penny being in Ruby's head, I definitely think the scene when we hear Penny calling for Ruby in V9 is weird and interesting. I don't think Penny's "in Ruby's head", but rather that maybe she's somewhere in another realm, trying to reach out to her. It could be the realm of the Blacksmith in the tree, or something else... Or something odd definitely happened if Penny thought of Winter and Ruby before dying. Or (the sad choice lol), this is simply Ruby hallucinating because of the fall and hearing Penny. But tbh it still feels really weird that it Penny specifically. The first time we saw the snippet during the RTX in 2021, I really thought it was Yang calling for Ruby (and a lot of people too). Really didn't think this was Penny, but knowing that is very surprising, unless Ruby was really concerned about Penny being safe. But when I think about it I just think it's weird aha, + it's new recordings...

The hints in V9 really make me think Penny might not be dead, maybe not in Ruby's head but maybe somewhere else, no matter if she's "inside" Winter or somewhere else. :']

For the last part I agree, Penny never wanted the Maiden Powers, it was the only choice she had to face Cinder. It only put a target on her back and we saw it during the entiery of Volume 8 : wanted by Ironwood, the Ace-Ops and hacked by Watts, searched by Salem and the Hound, wanted by Cinder for the powers...she just NEVER had peace and this is exactly what Yang said to Raven at the end of Volume 5 : Salem came with all she had for not just the Relic, but also the powers. And not just Salem, literally everyone-

We could have easily expected all of that after she became the Winter Maiden, she never had one single moment omg. And after all of that, ending her arc just like that, by sacrifice, feels like a stab in the heart (no pun intended-) because she truly deserves this moment of hope. But from what I understand, the fall of Atlas was also planned for a very long time, and for it to be impactful they probably chose to also end Penny's life with it ahaha-

BUT, after what we got from Volume 9, that doesn't mean they decided to leave it here at least for me. RWBY is a story about hope, even if it includes losing people and suffering. Like I said in other posts, Penny always kinda symbolized this hope and light for the world. Having her dying like that made sense for her arc AND the end of Atlas, but it could really be used later for the big bad fight or moment. Idk how because obviously I don't work on RWBY, but eh. xD

Just like Little's death kinda served to the climax in Chapter 8 of Volume 9, because Ruby was so shocked she could only drink the tea after that. Penny's death served to her character but could also serve again for the ultimate moment later, we'll see how if that happens-

#rwby #rwby discussion #rwby theory #theory #penny #penny polendina #penny revival #rwby v9 #rwby volume 9 #rwby volume 10 #rwby v10 #vacuo #maiden #maiden powers #winter maiden

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