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anxiousnerdwritings · 1 year

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Request; Good! Are the orders open? If they are open I would like a Headcanon de Yandere Sirius Black. In an alternate universe where he is not imprisoned in Azkaban. He stays with Reader to raise Harry as his son together. What would his Yandere behavior be like in his youth and later in his adulthood.

Sirius always had his eye on you, ever since starting Hogwarts. And to think he gave James hell for his liking for Evans when Sirius himself was no better.

He was whipped before he even had the chance to introduce himself. But he wouldn’t have it any other way, you were the only one for him. The two of you were made for each other after all. That much was clear as day.

Sirius was like a lost puppy when it came to you. He followed at your heels, not wanting to be too far from you. Honestly, he couldn’t keep himself away even if he tried. He liked being near you. The closeness was everything to him. He never wanted to go without it, without you.

His biggest feat was trying to convince you to give him a chance, to believe that what he felt for you was truly real and genuine cause it was. In the very beginning he had thought about getting with someone else in the hopes of making his darling jealous but he couldn’t bring himself to. He knew he had a reputation but ever since he laid eyes on you he only thought about you, he only dreamed about being with you. He only wanted tou, no one else could possibly compare. Sirius felt guilty enough from just thinking about being with someone other than you, even if it was to get your attention. It didn’t sit right with him being with anyone anymore if they weren’t you.

Attention was very much something Sirius couldn’t live without and that meant he strived for his darling’s attention in particular. Positive or negative it didn’t matter to him he thrived off of it all. So long as your eyes were on him he was happy. Merlin, how he loved your eyes. The color, the way they glistened in the sun, all the emotion swimming in them; Sirius absolutely adored looking into them. Whenever he interacted with you or rather whenever he was persistently annoying you, Sirius always looked you in the eye, staring far too long for comfort but he didn’t care how uneasy it made you or anyone else. He just couldn’t help himself. Hell, he’d bother his darling for a staring contest just to be able to look as long as possible into the windows to their soul.

Determined was an understatement, Sirius was completely dedicated to earning your heart and affections. He wasn’t one to give up easily and when it came to you giving up wasn’t an option. He would put in as much effort as he could muster to become part of your life, to be your future. He’d even go as far as to change himself to whatever you preferred if it meant finally getting you. And Sirius would devote himself to whatever facade he had to play just to have a conversation with you. But if things aren’t moving nearly as far along as he wants then Sirius would get to a point where he needed a quicker fix. There are certain spells and potions that make these types of things a lot easier after all.

Eventually, Sirius finally gets you where he wants you, with him. It took a lot of work and some coercing here and there but he finally did it. He had you and he couldn’t have been happier. Now that he had his darling, Sirius would only become increasingly more intense regarding his behavior and overall antics. Especially while still attending Hogwarts.

Once in a relationship with his darling, Sirius would be very similar to a rabid dog. He had already been pretty passionate when concerning his darling but now that he had them he was on a whole other level. Anyone who so much as looked at his darling cross eyed was in for one hell of a rude awakening. Whether it came in the form of Sirius beating the shit out of them the muggle way, the poor soul becoming the Marauders new target for their antics, or them just so happening to be viciously attacked but a crazed black dog who seemingly came out of nowhere.

He wasn’t very forgiving of those who interfered when it came to you. It didn’t matter whether they had the ill intentions that Sirius swears they did or not, he wasn’t letting anyone try and steal you away from him. Hell, even his own friends were on thin ice but he could usually play it off with them as sarcasm and harmless fun, although they could read between the lines. When Sirius did get like this it was really up to only his darling to calm him down and reign him in. If it were them telling to stop then he would without a second thought but anyone else wouldn’t have that kind of power over him. Not even Mcgonagall or Dumbledore.

After Hogwarts, Sirius would want to immediately begin the rest of his life with his darling. He had already been planning the wedding before graduation but now he just couldn’t help himself. He didn’t want to wait any longer then necessary. He was being impatient, he knew that, but he wanted to be bound to the love of his life right away. So much so that Sirius wasn’t bothered too much about the idea of not having a ceremony. At least not having one yet. As long as it was you and him, he was more than content.

Given how caught up in his own wants Sirius was, he hadn’t really taken in or even asked what his darling wanted to do. Whether you wanted to wait on marriage or even take a break from the relationship in general. Sirius wasn’t really giving you a choice cause he already decided for you before the idea was even openly brought up. No matter how much his darling tried to get a word in and put their foot down for their own wants and needs, he didn’t listen. Whether that was because he was actually too caught up in his own mind or because he chose to just ignore you who knew.

If his darling was insistent on stalling and taking their time both with the relationship and their plans for the future, Sirius would feel inclined to get what he wants another way. Now that may mean that he forges his darling’s name on a marriage certificate without their knowledge or he may just go ahead and use the imperious curse on them. Not like he hasn’t had to use it on them before.

Once he and his darling are married, Sirius would be even more on cloud nine then he ever had been before. You’re all his, now and forever. You have his last name now and he couldn’t love it anymore than he already does. ‘Y/n Black’, it couldn’t suit you better. And to think he had been so hung up on whether you should take his name or he should take yours. In the end he made the right decision.

When it comes to the Wizarding War and the Order of the Phoenix, Sirius wants his darling to have no part in either whatsoever. He would not risk your life for anything. He doesn’t care how much you want to help, how powerful you are, or how useful you could be; it’s not happening. Sirius won’t allow it. He’s not going to lose one of the only good things in his life. Never. If he has to he’ll take any precautions necessary to keep you from trying.

Even if he has to incapacitate you to ensure you don’t leave the safety of wherever he’s keeping you. No matter how much you fight, yell, scream and curse at him, Sirius isn’t going to change his mind. Even if his darling hates him, he knows it’s for the best that he keeps them safe first. You are his top priority after all. Besides, when he comes back to you he can always use a memory charm if need be.

When Sirius hears word of James and Lily’s fate, he’s a mess. He breaks down and crumbles into pieces with his darling being the only one who can keep him from falling apart completely. He’s utterly devastated and he knows it’s his fault for his friends’ deaths. He can’t help but blame himself but he’s also plagued with the thought of that having been you. You could have been dead. He could have lost you at any point even though he took all the measures to keep that from happening. It takes everything in him and you clutching onto him for Sirius not to go after Peter. As much as he wants to he’s reminded that he has you to think about first and you further remind him that Harry needs him as well now. Harry needs the both of you. And that’s more than enough to make him stay.

The fight you two had to put up to keep Harry from going to his Aunt and Uncle was a feat in itself. Dumbledore seemed so adamant about him growing up with the muggles but Sirius especially didn’t want that to happen. Not when he was Harry’s godfather and right there to happily accept him. Besides, it wasn’t what James or Lily would have wanted for him, not when Sirius and his darling were more than willing to take him in and raise him as their own. Sirius had been so passionate and emotional in his argument to have Harry come home with the two of you that Dumbledore couldn’t help but to allow it.

Watching his darling interact with baby Harry was something Sirius adored more than anything. This was his little family. And he’d do anything for them. It had always been in Sirius’ plans that the two of you would have a family of your own. Although he had originally wanted to start making that family immediately after leaving Hogwarts but more important things overshadowed that desperate want. Now that he had a snippet of what it would be like, Sirius could feel that want coming back with a feverish vengeance. He would wait a while though and give Harry the time and attention he needed and deserved right now. But that didn’t mean you and he couldn’t start trying.

Overall, Sirius would become much more intense throughout the years regarding his darling in general. His overprotective and possessiveness had always been there even in his younger days but once he had you all to himself did things hit a whole other level. He’s so completely and utterly filled with love and devotion for his darling and he doesn’t care whether the severity of it is labeled healthy or not. He’s got you and now he’s got his very own little family, Sirius couldn’t be happier. But Merlin help whoever tries to intervene in his happy little world, he won’t hesitate to use the killing curse on whoever tries to mess with his family.

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prettybabybaby · 1 year

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¡ 18+ only ! ¡ minors do not interact !

content: stepcest, stepbrother!regulus, fem!reader, masturbation (f), voyeurism

¡ marauders masterlist !

Your legs quivered as your fingers circled your clit, occasionally sliding them downwards to swirl them around the hole that brimmed with your essence. You couldn’t bring yourself to push them inside, pulling your digits away as soon as they pressed against the threshold. You continued to clench around nothing, a punishment for your sinful thoughts of being filled with your brother's thick cock.

Regulus was just so pretty. His soft, dark curls and milky complexion littered in sparse, faint freckles. His slender fingers and matching frame, hollowed collarbones and delicately sculpted features.

You wondered how he’d feel if he knew you kept your pussy intact for him to break the tissue of your purity. Your mind was far from innocent, but he would never know that. You whimpered and writhed over the mere thought of him. You were on the verge of coming instantly whenever you thought of the ghost of his touch on your shoulder or the warmth of his proximity as he brushed past you, not thinking twice about you.

Now you had the obscured memory of his bare frame dripping in steaming water and it only added to the never-ending feeling of longing. His pale skin was tinged a faint pink but his cheeks were perfectly flushed a bright rose. Minuscule puddles flooded the dips of his clavicles, a steady stream cascading down the edges and down his chest, following the trails of the crevices etched in his flesh. His stomach retracted as he raised his arms to run it through his flat curls, bringing forth a flicker of his ribs as he brought them down again, touching over the expanse of his middle. His broad shoulders curved like soft mountaintops, looking incredibly enticing.

You pushed your finger against your opening again, collecting slick wetness that poured out of you as you used it to speed up the assault on your swollen clit. The additional lubrication helped the pads of your fingers glide over the hot and throbbing bud. You stuffed the trembling fingers of your free hand into your mouth in a feeble attempt to keep your whimpers at bay but the vocal desperation vibrated through the digits and filled the silence in your bedroom.

His sides slimmed down, forming his slender waist. A valley separated the halves of his chest, running from beneath his chest and ending inches above his navel that was surrounded by a thin layer of soft stomach. A trail of dark hair replaced the long, shallow dip, leading down to a curly tuft of pubic hair. His cock laid centered between the bed of curls, pink dick contrasting the pitch black patch at the base. His balls hung lazily and his length was slightly stiff, undoubtedly the beginning of an erection.

Your eyes ran up the shaft and over the head that dripped clear water that cascaded down his mesmerizing frame. You felt a wave of dizzying arousal when his hand ran over his sensitive prick, fingers curling around the girth before letting it go, leaving it to fall between his legs again.

You applied almost painful pressure as you tried to push yourself over the edge, mouth beginning to water around your fingers as you breathed heavily and shut your eyes as if the memory of your stepbrother's hardening cock would somehow become clearer.

You yearned to see every line, every vein as his dick filled with blood, turning a scorching red as it jumped and throbbed in excitement. You ached to see the ethereal sight of your aroused brother humping away, skin turning a darker hue of pink as it grew hot to the touch. You wanted to see the darkening of his cloudy gray eyes as his hazy, lust-filled brain thought of nothing but release.

You spread your legs wider, eager to feel yourself shake and drip your release as you thought of Regulus spilling his own, creamy, milky come in long spurts. Your teeth clenched down on the flesh of your fingers, heavy puffs coming out of your nose as you tried to fill in the blanks of what you were denied of witnessing.

Resentment filled your heart when somebody called your name, annoyance clear in their tone. You were forced to tear your eyes from your beautiful brother after another harsh call, body heated in arousal and anger as you turned away from watching Regulus’ wandering hands.

You came with a frustrated whine, rubbing furiously as you suckled on your fingers, riding out the orgasm you had been so desperate for. Your walls pulsed, craving the feeling of your brother pushing inside you.

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gulnarsultan · 1 year

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Your yandere sons Archer, Sirius and Regulus are vying for your attention.

#yandere harry potter scenarios #yandere harry potter characters #yandere harry potter imagines #yandere harry potter x reader #yandere harry potter #yandere sirius black #yandere archer black #yandere regulus black #yandere concept #yandere marauders

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a-reverii · 6 months

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regulus black is so strangers to lovers change my mind.

#my : thoughts #reverii's thoughts #i am not accepting criticism on this #regulus black #regulus black x reader #regulus x reader #regulus black imagine #regulus black moodboard #yandere regulus black #regulus deserved better #marauders era #the marauders #sirius black

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kaylinlmao · 2 years

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hello and welcome!

a little about me! my name is kaylin. i am bisexual and my pronouns are she/her. i love to write, and have written multiple short stories. i took a loooong break from writing in order to work on myself and my mental health but now im back and better than ever! my fandoms haven't changed, although im not entirely sure if people are still into tbp, which is why i write for mcu, stranger things, harry potter, etc. i am experimenting with writing smut and nsfw so you can request it, but be aware that if im not comfy with writing it, the request will be deleted. something that i enjoy doing is writing short stories with prompts. such as, enemies to lovers short story, and ill write it. so give me some prompts for short stories it you'd like. enjoy your stay here and have fun!

requests are: OPEN

fandoms I will write for

the black phone: robin, finney, vance, bruce, billy, gwen, donna

stranger things: nancy, steve, robin, eddie, billy, request others

it 2017: bill, richie, stan, eddie, ben, bev, mike, request others

mcu: wanda (my beloved), yelena, kate, peter, tony, natasha, jane, carol, maria, pietro, request others (i feel like i just revealed how gay i am)

harry potter: mattheo riddle (also my beloved), theodore nott, pansy parkinson, blaise zabini, lorenzo birkshire, fred and george weasley, hermione granger, request others

harry potter (marauders era): sirius black, james potter, peter pettigrew (love him), remus lupin, lily potter, regulus black, request others

tasm & tasm 2: harry osborn (my fave), peter parker, gwen stacy, max dillon (platonic)

what i will write

yandere

platonic headcannons

romantic headcannons

sfw headcannons

nsfw headcannons (as long as they're over 18)

fluff and angst

i will write and try just about everything. if I don't like it, i won't write it again.

what i WILL NOT write

pedophiles

scat

piss

i'm sure this list will get longer over time but for now, these are my hard nopes.

this blog is again mostly for the stupid scenarios and imagines in my head so please no hate. love y'all! :) -kaylin

blog started on october 13, 2022

masterlist last updated on january 24th, 2023

the black phone masterlist

stranger things masterlist (work in progress)

more to come! go check out my wattpad @kaylinlmao

#the black phone #stranger things #it 2017 #the turning #MCU #the goldfinch #star wars #the umbrella academy #ginny and georgia #the vampire diaries #the originals #legacies #percy jackson #harry potter

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fr-ogii · 2 years

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yandere!marauders

x gn!reader; poc friendly

masterlist

⚠️ :: use of the word “lord” (non religiously), set in their school years mainly

i actually loved writing this a lot more than i expected to, please request anything if you have any more ideas for me - i’m begging 🙏

⇢ so possessive! probably one of the most toxic yandere(s) i’ve written for (even if that isn’t saying a lot).

⇢ lord forbid any of the slytherins, especially snape, would even so much as look at you. they won’t hesitate to physically prove that they’re the only ones for you.

⇢ anyone that disrespects you (even if it’s only in the boys’ imagination) will soon find themselves experiencing the most brutal barrage of pranks that were designed to humiliate them in front of everyone, including you.

⇢ that was the most important part; you. if you saw how weak they were, how easily “beaten” they were, you would never consider them. as a friend, as a partner, anything.

⇢ they’ll do anything for an ego boost. imagine them pretending to get injured (or genuinely getting injured, depending on who we’re talking about here) just so you can coo over them and nurse them back to help. so what they can easily go to madam pomphrey to fix any wound they had? they prefer you.

⇢ and you can’t tell me they wouldn’t use their animagus forms to stalk you. james, remus, and sirius were practically fuming when they learned that peter had been using his form to sneak into your school bag and come with you to your classes.

⇢ “it’s just not fair!!” was something you could be sure james was yelling in the dorm room that night, along with the hushing of remus; the only slightly sensible one in the group that prevented them from getting caught so far.

⇢ sirius has probably attempted to convince the others that they should just take you so “their darling” didn’t have to deal with “those nasty old slytherins” anymore.

⇢ when remus, ever the rational one in the group, questioned him on where you would be kept, sirius hesitated before responding with “the shrieking shack?”

⇢ this topic wasn’t mentioned again until after the marauders had graduated. now they could properly take care of you.

⇢ and, despite knowing that they’re toxic for you, you just can’t help but be drawn back in with everything they do for you.

⇢ they publicly humiliated your partner for a transfiguration project because they made the both of you fail? okay… but, they did it for you.

⇢ let’s be honest here; having the marauders obsessed with you was something that barely anyone would have minded. they were some of the most popular people in the school and, debatably, some of the most attractive too.

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jetiisyandereclones · 9 months

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Hey! First of all, absolutely love your writing and art, it never fails to make me smile when you post.

I don’t know how to type this without sounding awkward, but I had a random platonic yandere/reader idea inspired by your yandere clone family au that I just wanted to get out of my system and figured you might enjoy.

I started thinking about Arla Fett (Jango’s older sister) in this universe.

In case you aren’t familiar with her character here’s a quick summary: After the murder of her’s and Jango’s parents she was enslaved by the Death Watch and eventually developed an extremely damaging case Stockholm syndrome. She would act as an assassin for the death watch before being arrested. Later on a Jedi general-turned mandolorian by the name of Bardin Jussik would try to help Arla heal from her trauma but after she begged him to help her forget about it entirely, Bardin simply wiped her memory using the force. The two then fell in love and would have settled down (had order 66 not occurred).

So, then I got to thinking: what if these events happened a few years sooner so that Arla and Bardin were already settled down during the war. And how would the yandere clones react to not only having a blood related sister, but a Jedi brother-in-law, and their likely force sensitive teenager aka reader.

Let’s say the war ends and the various clone battalions are rounding up their respective Jedi but the group formerly run by Bardin Jussik wind up having trouble tracking down their long lost general who left abruptly during the war due to his issues with the Jedi council’s leadership and the republic’s approach to the war.

They get to the point that TBB get called in to help find him.

Even after some time passes, Jussik doesn’t seem to be anywhere and most assume he’s dead as there is literally no trace of him anywhere. TBB eventually refocus their efforts on to other troublesome Jedi (Such as Kanan, Ezra, Vera Sai, and Nazra) who have at least been seen alive and well in the past decade.

Their efforts to track down the Ghost crew lead them back to Lothal since it’s a planet the Ghost returns to regularly.

The rest of the batch spreads out to search for clues while Hunter brings the Marauder to a refuel station bc the busy marketplace gives him a headache and he just needs a little rest from constantly tracking.

He gets there and he’s met with reader working the station who’s about three or four years older than Omega. As Hunter asks them to just refuel the ship he can’t help but notice the teen is sort of staring him down.

Expecting some kind of anti-clone sentiment or getting called sub-human he simply asks

“What never seen a clone before?”

Reader looks at him confused and Hunter suddenly remembers that Lothal never had any part in the war and most people on the planet couldn’t care less who he or his brothers were, especially now that the war was over.

Suddenly, almost like they can read his thoughts, reader starts looking embarrassed and apologetic.

“I’m not sure what that’s supposed to mean but…yeah I guess I have been pretty rude just staring huh?” Reader holds up a hand in front of Hunter’s face and closes one of their eyes so that they can only see the non-tattooed side of his face. “It’s just- my buir used to show me holos of my ba’vodu and I swear you look just like him. I’m probably just imagining it.”

Hunter is taken aback by the comment and is suddenly very interested in learning more about this barely paid refueling station attendant’s family. He figures the kid’s dad and uncle are deserters like Cut Laquane. Reader’s additions of some mando’a into their sentences only seems to cement his theory.

The two have a friendly conversation and Hunter finds himself amused by reader’s wide-eyed curiosity about the world outside of Lothal as it’s very reminiscent of when he first met Omega.

Meanwhile reader is just thrilled that this starship captain is willing to answer all of their questions about his adventures across the galaxy ( Hunter leaves out the whole capturing and lovingly imprisoning all of the Jedi of course).

Reader grew up on a farm with barely any contact with anybody aside from their parents (the other kids on Lothal find reader creepy for some reason) so speaking with Hunter is a breath of fresh air.

Reader rambles on about how boring life on the farm is and how they were lucky their parents even let them get a job in town since they’re so overprotective.

Reader winds up feeling guilty for making Hunter uncomfortable at first due to them staring at him and then info dumping on him. Eventually reader offers to pay for the Marauder’s fuel as an apology for wasting the man’s time.

Hunter and reader wind up talking for so long that the rest of the batch come looking for their leader, only to find him lightly bickering with a kid about how it’s not necessary for them to pay for his fuel for simply looking at him a little too long.

Hunter suddenly remembers he has a duty and mission to complete and goes into leader mode, discussing with the others on where they should land the ship for the night so they have a place to stay.

Reader casually offers the empty field on their family’s farm since they wouldn’t have to pay for it like the ship docking spots in town. Reader also mentions harvest season just passed and their father has a tendency to cook an excess of food.

Wrecker is sold on the idea immediately upon the offer of free food and begs his brothers to take up the offer.

Hunter, Tech, Echo, and Crosshair are made suspicious by the generosity and Crosshair is the one to ask what the catch is.

Reader simply made the offer in hopes of learning more about these strange off-worlders and decides to (naively) strike a deal.

“No catches, no fees. All is ask is each of you give me your best stories from your travels across the galaxy. Deal?”

The batch takes them up on their offer and soon find themselves following the kid home. As they travel, the batch all start noticing things. All of them had been around force sensitive children for some time now and had learned about the small habits that most force sensitives had. Maybe reader answers any questions they have before the batch can even ask them. Almost like they read the batch’s minds. The batch quickly notice that reader’s reflexes are just a little too fast for a normal person. None of them really need the confirmation but Tech discretely uses a scanner to check reader’s medicloroan count and it’s a higher amount than most.

By the time the Marauder is nearing reader’s farm the entire batch knows they’re taking this kindhearted and naive little force sensitive back with them to Kamino. Now they just need to decide if they need to “take care of” reader’s family before they go.

They land and reader runs up to the house where their very confused mother is waiting in the front yard. Every member of the batch is stunned when they get a good look at reader’s mother. The woman quite literally looks exactly like an adult version of Omega. It’s almost frightening.

Reader’s mother doesn’t entirely know how to feel about the strangers (given she got her memories about the clone war wiped it’s likely she doesn’t realize they’re clones. Let alone clones of her brother)

Reader’s mother introduces herself as Arla Jussik-Fett. At the same time, Bardin steps out of the house and upon seeing the clones, freezes.

Now, Lothal is an isolated planet, far from the republic. (Exactly the reason he chose to live there)

So Bardin had only heard whispers and warped rumors about what the clones had been doing. As far as he knew, Jedi and force sensitives found by clones were never seen again. Of course Bardin is going to assume they came to kill him and his family.

He never stopped carrying his lightsaber out of cautiousness and already has his hand on it out of instinct.

Reader notices their dad standing close-by and waved him over.

“Buir! You’ll agree with me! Mom doesn’t agree but don’t you think these guys look like ba’vodu Jango?”

All hell breaks loose after that.

Clone force 99 is #shook and Bardin runs to stand between his family and the clones.

“Cyar’ika, ad’ika, go inside and lock the door.” He order, activating his lightsaber.

Reader is VERY scared by the sudden tenseness that’s taken over. Bardin and Arla share a look and Arla quickly takes reader inside.

Bardin and the Bad Batch take a long few minutes to size one another up. After some time Bardin finally speaks.

“We will give you all one chance to turn around and walk away.”

Crosshair pops a toothpick in his mouth and takes a moment to scan the area.

“We?”

“We.” Bardin nods.

Just then the shot of a sniper rifle rings out. The end of the toothpick in Crosshair’s mouth splinters and is left charred as a blaster bolt just grazes the tip of it. The bolt doesn’t hurt a hair on the clone’s head, but is definitely WAY too close for comfort.

The batch quickly trace the origin of the shot to the front-facing window in the second story of the house where Arla is standing with a rifle pointed down at them.

Arla, despite having lived a fairly quiet and domestic life the past few years, is still a dead on shot. She was a very successful assassin for the Death Watch after all.

Hitting the toothpick was a warning shot. Crosshair would have dropped had it not been.

“My riduur is right.” Arla shouts down from the open window. “He’s not really the one you need to be worried about.”

Both Bardin and Arla lived difficult lives and as a result were very particular about security and protecting their home. They wanted to make it so their ad’ika could maintain their innocence. Unfortunately this resulted in reader being extremely sheltered and completely banned from learning how to use their force powers.

After a lot of struggle, Bardin and Arla manage to escape with reader by the skin of their teeth.

So, TBB return to Kamino to share their strange news.

They bring the name Arla Fett up to the Alpha clones and they’re vaguely aware of the name as Jango had mentioned her fondly once or twice.

The news quietly spreads around Kamino as a rumor. Some clones are absolutely enthralled by the concept of a new addition to the family. Others are cautious upon finding out Arla was once part of the Death Watch and are against the idea of bringing someone like her near their Jedi.

Some shinnies make the joke that the Fett genetics must give them a type since Arla herself married a Jedi just like so many of her brother’s clones.

A few of the clones wonder if Arla shares their yandere tendencies. Some clones are already referring to her as Ori’vod Arla and joking about how they wonder if Bardin Jussik is good enough for their big sis. And then some clones just don’t care.

Meanwhile the squad once run by Bardin Jussik is ecstatic to find out their precious general was alive after all. WITH A WIFE NO LESS! Suffice to say they are stoked.

The news about Bardin and Arla’s force sensitive kid is far less widespread or just gets overshadowed.

Since Bardin is off the grid the clones have no idea where he would go. They ask around the Jedi on Kamino but Bardin was never very friendly with any of them. So they instead decide to see what they can find about Arla. Thanks to Emperor Vader the clones are given access to Arla’s arrest records and the subsequent psychiatric treatments she received while in prison.

When it’s revealed that Arla was essentially enslavement by the Death Watch and used as a soldier it’s like a switch is flipped. Every last clone on Kamino suddenly realizes that the Death Watch did to Arla exactly what the Republic did to them. She really is their sister. A kindred spirit.

Cue the most quietly chaotic custody battle in history with various clone groups and individuals trying to figure out who gets to bring their dear sister and her Jedi husband home to Kamino.

It doesn’t really matter who does it bc the second she’s there she won’t be leaving. With the combined power of the entirety of Kamino it doesn’t take long to find the Jussik-Fett family.

And when they find out about reader? Their ori’vod’s precious ad’ika who’s force sensitive?!

Every single clone is obsessed and wants to be the best uncle.

Every. Single. Clone.

(I have no idea how that would work out but I feel like the clones would find a way to organize it without completely overwhelming their ori’vod’s dear ad’ika)

Reader’s little family of three suddenly gets much MUCH bigger.

I can see Bardin Jussik being absolutely miserable after being wrangled onto Kamino. (He is absolutely not going without one hell of a fight. He is dragged in kicking and screaming)

The guy left the Jedi order in favor of a mandalorian lifestyle bc he hated the rigidity and hypocrisy of the Jedi. He hated how he couldn’t use his abilities to help more people just because the republic said he wasn’t allowed. Being constantly surrounded by the various Jedi artifacts spread around Kamino would most likely make him feel even more trapped than the bars of the cell that he was kept in before he finally calmed down and stopped biting any clone who would come near.

But he wouldn’t exactly have a chance to escape, especially not with his wife and child! The man would rather die than leave his family alone with the obsessed clones.

I can see him assisting in escapes, but not going with whoever gets loose. He always makes sure he won’t be tied back to the jailbreak so he and his family don’t get in trouble or separated as a punishment.

(The clones quickly figure out the best way to keep him from trying anything is threatening to take his wife and reader away)

Arla would probably be conflicted about the situation. While she knows being imprisoned on Kamino is supposed to be terrible, she’s happy to be given a second chance at being a sister to Jango. Even if she knows the clones aren’t exactly him (mentally and emotionally that is). She has been in an abusive hostage situation before (Death Watch) but for some reason to her, this time it’s different…? The clones don’t burn a brand into her back like the Death Watch did. They don’t give her scars, don’t chain her up. They never hurt her. They are soft and loving, looking UP to her for guidance and making sure SHE is comfortable being called ori’vod and acting as an older sister to all of them. Many clones go to her for parenting advice and sometimes just to excitedly talk about their day or ask about hers.

Arla’s mental health has been cracked from a young age. The clones somewhat use this to their advantage. Arla knows that what the clones are doing to the Jedi is wrong, but she also doesn’t entirely see the harm in it?

So many of the families living on Kamino are happy and healthy and everyone cares about one another. And Arla knows that as long as she stays, she’ll be surrounded by family and friends and love. She wouldn’t have to worry about armored soldiers bursting through the door and gunning down her family in front of her. Not again.

She knows Bardin is dissatisfied, and restless and she feels terrible for wanting to stay, but as long as she stays on Kamino, she knows her family is safe.

Reader starts off ecstatic. FINALLY having friends and family who understand them, and mentors willing to help them use the force properly. But before long they start feeling trapped again. Reader realizes they may have traded one prison for another. Lothal for Kamino. They still find themselves wanting to explore the stars. Reader eventually approaches ba’vodu Hunter and asks him if they can come along on the batch’s next expedition.

Hunter flat out says no. The Alphas are strictly against it. Reader asks around and literally every clone on Kamino says no to letting reader come along off world. It’s too dangerous out there for a naive little one like reader! They’re too sweet! Too innocent! (They are also literally getting close to being 18 and very much not a child anymore)

And reader finally realizes the mess they accidentally brought upon themself.

one day they defeatedly walk up to Hunter, take a seat next to him, tiredly leaning their head on his shoulder.

“Remember that deal we made when we first met? And you promised to give me your best story about one of your adventures? I’m ready to hear it now…”

I’d love to know your thoughts on this! I’d love to know what you think would go differently. This wound up being a lot longer than I thought it would but I figured you might find it interesting!

Your work is amazing, I think it’s SUPER creative. Please don’t forget to take care of yourself and have an amazing day!

I actually love this.

I dont have a whole lot.more to add except jango fett is still alive in my au. So that would make things extra interesting for aarla.

Also, Bardin and Vera would vibe. She orchestrates a majority of the successful escapes from kamino, and is glad to have his help.

#yandere clones #yandere clone family au #clone wars #clone family au

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z0mbieb0ybyersblog · 5 months

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request rules!

HOW TO REQUEST

— requests can be sent through my inbox! aka the button on my profile that says request

— state the character, romantic or platonic, the format of the request, and what you want with it

— do you have any specifics for the reader? male, female, blonde, poc, etc?

— PLEASE ACTUALLY SPECIFY WHAT YOU WANT WITH YOUR REQUEST!! ITS VERY HARD FOT ME TO WRITE SOMETHING THAT JUST SAYS "___ x reader (blank)" WITH NO FURTHER EXPLANATION! GIVE ME A PLOT IDEA! And if you want include a prompt you want in it!

WHAT I WILL WRITE:

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male, female, and gender neutral reader

or no reader, I do ships too!!

alternative universe: soulmates, coffee shop, roommates, royal, bookstore, fake relationship, coworkers, neighbors, flower shop, library, bodyguard, modern era, band/rockstar, celebrity, mermaid, pirate, teachers (you can also mix them in your request, like asking for bookstore and coffee shop au! if that makes sense)

Headcanons, one-shots, drabble, imagine, etc.

poly relationships, whether it be character x reader x character or character x character x character

angst

fluff

smut

WHAT I WONT WRITE:

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illegal ships (incest or underage)

dark or yandere

abuse

abortion

pregnancy

omega verse

someone having cancer

rape/sexual assault

canonically gay characters with fem identifying readers/characters, same thing with canonically lesbian characters with masc identifying readers/characters (platonically is fine, romantically isnt)

character list

bolded means they’re my favorite characters to write!

DOCTOR WHO

Nine, Ten, Eleventh, Thirteen, Rose Tyler, Martha Jones, Jack Harkness, Donna Noble

RED, WHITE, & ROYAL BLUE

Alex Claremont-Diaz, Henry, June Claremont-Diaz, Nora Holleran, Bea

TED LASSO

Ted Lasso, Jamie Tartt, Roy Kent, Keeley Jones, Rebecca Welton

STRANGER THINGS

Nancy Wheeler, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Eddie Munson

THE OUTSIDERS

Ponyboy Curtis, Johnny Cade, Sodapop Curtis, Darry Curtis, Steve Randall, Twobit Matthews, Dallas Winston

MARVEL

Matt Murdock, Peter Parker (Tobey, Andrew, Tom), Bucky Barnes, Clint Barton, Loki, Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff

[more to be added]

911 FOX

Evan Buckley, Eddie Diaz, Maddie Buckley, Howie Han

STAR WARS

Luke Skywalker, Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

[more to be added]

HARRY POTTER

— golden trio era

Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, Cedric Diggory, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Oliver Wood, Draco Malfoy

— marauders era

Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, James Potter, Lily Evans, Pandora Lovegood, Regulus Black, Dorcas Meadows, Marlene McKinnon, Barty Crouch Jr, Evan Roiser, Alice Fortescue, Mary MacDonald, Narcissa Black

[If you want one of these characters, like Remus for example to be older like during the Harry Potter movies let me know!]

— legacy era

Sebastian Sallow, Amit Thakkar, Poppy Sweeting, Natsai Onai, Garreth Weasley, Ominis Gaunt

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thestarspangledcaptain · 3 months

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Who/What I Will Write For!

Warning: Mini Essay Ahead

Please Note: If you are requesting, I would prefer if you gave me the desired pronouns for the reader/character!

What I Can / Would Be Comfortable Writing & Or What Topics I Will Cover:

AUs

Expansion of plot lines

Writing for established couples

Reader inserts

Y/N

Any type of romance trope

Platonic relationships

Sibling relationships

Parent relationships (including certain characters as your parent)

Magical beings

Powers

One shots and multi part imagines

LGBTQIA + characters and readers

LGBTQIA + romance

Plot line changes, time changes

Non canonical couples

Canonical couples

Non canon friendships and canon friendships

Small age gaps (when writing for older characters I will made ages fitting with the character) ex: Tony stark. WARNING: If the age gap makes the characters have a legal adult and minor relationship (w the exception of a senior and junior in high school type of thing)

Certain characters (non lgbtq) in lgbtq relationships. For example Natasha Romanoff is a lesbian relationship.

Writings inspired by a song. (I have written work planned out already)

Any shapes and sizes

Angst

Fluff

More steamy scenes (prob up to third base

More serious topics I will cover:

Mental Illness (Anxiety, Depression, Bipolar, Schizophrenia)

Disabilities (From physical to internal)

Health Issues

Eating Disorders

Self harm

Suicidal thoughts / attempts

Dysmorphia and insecurities

Abusive relationships

Bullying

Surgeries

Fainting

Vomiting (due to ED or illness)

Death

(Car)Accidents

Hospitalization

Sexual assault and rape SURVIVORS and sometimes I may write about a character’s recovery and process of coping with something that traumatic

Therapy

Homophobia

Complicated relationships

Adoption

I will NOT Write anything (no hate to those who enjoy reading some of these things, I just personally would not enjoy writing it or be fully comfortable writing it):

Yandere

Furry related things

Omegaverse

I will absolutely NOT change the sexuality of a character if it is specifically stated (ex. Phastos from Eternals, Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, Sebastian Smythe, Santana Lopez, America Chavez)

I will NOT write an age gap more than an absolute max of ten years

I will NOT romanticize things in the serious topics I will write for section. They are serious topics and things such as eating disorders are serious, they should not be romanticized. I write things with heavier topics to help people.

Absolutely NO rape scenes

Inappropriate relationships (college student and professor is an absolute no)

smut

I likely won’t redeem people if they’ve done something incredibly evil

Ok here we go! I apologize for the lack of alphabetical order

Avengers/Marvel:

I will for almost any character (mainly excluding some villains)

Any Peter Parker (just request which one you prefer)

X men

Disney:

The princes

Princesses

Big hero six (I will write for hiro exclusively platonically)

Glee:

From Og Cast up to season 4, including Sebastian smythe and warblers

No Sylvester, or schue romance

Harry Potter:

Golden trio

Weasleys

Draco

Cedric

Cho

Luna

Krum

Fleur

Oliver

Seamus

Neville

Young Marauders

Top Gun (+ TG Maverick):

Maverick

Iceman

Goose

Charlotte “Charlie” Blackwood

Rooster

Hangman (I adore Jake seresin)

Bob

Phoenix

Coyote

Payback

Fanboy

Non Romantic character relationships I will write for in the Top Gun world:

Cyclone

Maverick

Penny

Admiral Cain

Admiral Warlock

Descendants:

Mal

Evie

Carlos

Jay

Doug

Ben

Jane

Lonnie

Audrey

Uma

Harry

Gil

Percy Jackson TO:

Percy

Annabeth

Grover

Luke

Clarisse

Nico

Tyson

Characters of the following actors (so if the listed actor portrayed a character I will write):

Grant Gustin

Chris Evans

Chris Pratt

Chris Hemsworth

Darren Criss

Dove Cameron

Scarlett Johansson

Emma Wattson

Jennifer Lawrence

Emma Stone

Margot Robbie

Glenn Powell

Sydney Sweeney

Andrew Garfield

I will update this list as I get reminded of more people. :) Have a great day, you are loved

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crowleying · 2 years

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Rules for requesting

Important

You need to be patient. I have ADHD, so I usually write about something when I’m hyper fixated on it. When the hyper fixation is gone, it’s hard to bring it back. When you request something, know you might have to wait years for me to write it (no, this is not an exaggeration.)

I have the right to reject any request. There are things I’m not comfortable writing about. I will let know right away if I’m not comfortable with your request.

Sometimes I have gender dysphoria, and when that happens writing f!reader makes me uncomfortable. This only means that I’ll write it later when I’m not feeling dysphoric.

I'm 24, but minors are welcome to follow, interact and request. If I write something that is not suitable for minors, I'll write MDNI at the top with all the other information.

Please, always read warnings before reading. If I missed some warning, please let me know and I will add it.

English is not my first language. I always reread and spell-check what I write, but I don't notice all the mistakes.

If you like my works please LIKE AND REBLOG.

Comments are always welcome.

These rules are subject to changes.

My inbox is always open, don’t be afraid to ask if you have any questions.

Formats

Imagines

Drabbles

Songfics

One shots

I usually don’t write series, but I might write a sequel to a one shot

Reader insert

Canon or uncanon ships

Fandoms

Basically everything you see on my blog

9-1-1

9-1-1: Lone Star

Actors

Lord of the Rings

Marauders

Marvel

Merlin

Narcos

Peaky Blinders

Singers

Sherlock

SKAM

SKAM Italia

Star Trek AOS

Teen Wolf

Tenet

The Mandalorian

Triple Frontier

Un professore

I DO write

F!reader, gn!reader, m!reader, ftm!reader

Neurodivergencies

Depression, anxiety, anxiety attacks, suicidal thoughts

Alcohol consumption

Soulmates AUs

AUs where someone lives

I DON’T write

Pregnancy, pregnant!reader, m!preg

Mtf!reader

Drugs

Incest (including adopted or step relatives)

Paedophilia (should go without saying)

Rape, dub-con, non-con

Yandere

Stalking

A/b/o

Abusive or toxic relationships (past or present)

Graphic depiction of violence, injuries, and administration of testosterone (I’m okay with writing someone who takes it and the changes that come with it, but not the act of administrating it.)

When requesting

Specify the gender of the reader if you are requesting a reader insert. If you don’t specify, the default is gn!reader.

Character(s)

Summary or idea (optional if you request a prompt.)

Prompt(s) (optional if you have an idea.) I need either an idea or a prompt, but you can give me both. I made my own list of prompts, but you can ask for others.

Song (only if you want a song fic.)

You can also request

Social media AUs

Specify the gender of the reader

Character or real-life person

Reader face claim or specific physical traits they should have (optional)

Idea

Moodboards

Character or series or film or ship or real-life person or name or zodiac sign

A colour or an aesthetic (e.g. dark academia, cottage core, etc.)

Icons, wallpapers, banners and Twitter layouts

What you want (icon, wallpaper, banner, etc.)

Character or real-life person

Pride flag or colour

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Last updated: 02-11-2022

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eleanorsdreamsoflove · 2 months

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Who I write for:

The Umbrella Academy

Five Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Lila Pitts

The Handler (there are not enough fics of her!!!)

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Luna Lovegood

Remus Lupin (not marauders era tho)

Narcissa Malfoy

(Maybe Lucius, too?)

The chilling adventures of Sabrina

Sabrina Spellman

Zelda Spellman

Lilith

Hazbin Hotel

Vaggie

Lucifer Morningstar

Lilith

Vox

Rosie

(Adam… maybe?)

Hazbin Hotel Masterlist here

Grey’s Anatomy

Addison Montgomery (my love)

The school for good and evil

Lady Lesso (obviously)

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You can request alphabets (fluff, smut and yandere), head canons and little imagines. I’ll also take in one shots but I can’t promise that I’ll write them coz they take a lot of time. Anyways, don’t be shy to request! Love <3

#who i write for #hazbin hotel #Harry Potter #the umbrella academy #the chilling adventures of sabrina #the school for good and evil #greys anatomy

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anxiousnerdwritings · 1 year

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Yandere Lily Evans w/ Muggle!Sister!Reader (platonic)

(Part of a series relating to these posts: here and here.)

Lily loved her family but she especially loved her sisters the most. It was you three till the end, at least that’s what you all promised each other. Things started to change though once Lily got her Hogwarts letter. You along with your parents couldn’t have been happier for her but the same couldn’t be said for Petunia. She made her thoughts and opinions on the matter very clear. Of course this hurt Lily but she was content so long as she had your support. That’s what mattered most at the end of the day.

She’d always been quite a bit closer to you than she was with Petunia. Ever since the day their parents told them they were having another baby Lily had been utterly excited. It wasn’t until the day you were born though that she found herself captivated with her new role as a big sister. Seeing you in person and holding you in her own little arms at the time stirred something within her. You were her baby sister and she was going to absolutely love and protect you to no end.

The two of you were inseparable and even though she couldn’t be with you physically, Lily wrote to you all the time during her time away at Hogwarts. Much more than she wrote to Petunia and or your guys’ parents. Everyone got their own letter of course but yours’ were pages upon pages detailing everything she’s done and everywhere she went. She never left anything out no matter how insignificant it was. And the letter always ended with talk about how your first year would be at Hogwarts and the things the two of you would do together. She really wanted you to live it all with her so you would be ready when you got your own letter.

Only that day never came. At least not that either of you knew of. And Lily had been just as heartbroken as you if not more so. She didn’t want to believe it. She didn’t want to accept it. Lily could understand why Petunia hadn’t been accepted into Hogwarts but she couldn’t wrap her mind around why you weren’t. It haunted her. This whole time she was under the impression that the two of you could go down this magical path together, she wanted to show and teach you so many things only for it all to fall apart before her.

But that hadn’t been what really hurt her. You had come to completely accept and understand the situation far quicker than she had. What hurt the most though was that you never resented her for living and experiencing a life/world that you couldn’t. If anything you supported and encouraged her all the more. And Lily couldn’t have been more appreciative of you. She had been so worried that you would end up turning your back on her like Petunia had but thankfully you didn’t. Honestly, she wouldn’t have known what to do if you had.

So, Lily vowed to work even harder. For both herself and you. She wanted to make you proud to have a sister like her. She wanted to make you proud of her. Lily didn’t want to give you a reason to resent or hate her. No, she couldn’t go through that, not again. She wanted you to be able to live and experience magic through her and that’s just what she did. Through her letters while she was away and with her studies when she came back home for the holidays and summer; Lily shared it all with you.

When it came to James, Lily would often write to you about him. Mostly regarding his antics and how annoying/persistent he was. It had actually been you to convince her to give him a chance, not seeing any harm in it. Lily wasn’t sure at first but maybe you saw something she didn’t when she talked about him. It’s not like she ever left anything out. Eventually she did give him a chance and surprisingly enough they worked out. She’d always joke to James that their relationship was all thanks to you. (Don’t even get her started on how nervous she was when it came time for you to meet him/the rest of the Marauders.)

Speaking of which, there wouldn’t be a single person close to Lily at Hogwarts that didn’t know about her beloved baby sister. She gushed about and brought you up as often as possible. Everyone came to a consensus that she did it completely absentmindedly. You were just always on her mind in one way or another. You were always the first thought in her mind when she woke up and the last one before she went to sleep. There wasn’t a moment you weren’t a priority to her and everyone knew that. Especially James. He was more than well aware he came second to Lily when concerning you and he was fine with that. Not like he had much of a choice.

With how much Lily mentioned or talked about you in general all her friends felt like they knew you almost as well as she did. So, it made sense for them to get just as protective of you as Lily was. Especially when she was reading them one of your recent letters and you just so happened to briefly mention something about a crush you had.

You should have seen them sitting in the Gryffindor common room trying to decipher what that meant and the severity of what Lily would be coming home to. Was it really just a crush? Or was it something more? Did you already have a boyfriend? Or a girlfriend? Were you already in a relationship and this was your way of trying to tell Lily about it? What if you had gotten married without her knowing?! Surely, your guys’ mother and father would have reached out and let her know if you didn’t. Besides, you were too young for that anyway. You were too young for a romantic relationship of any kind.

Honestly, the conspiracies were ridiculous but if it was regarding you then they couldn’t cross anything out. Yet. And that’s how they reacted to anything you wrote to Lily. Going through every single word carefully with a fine tooth comb, looking for anything that didn’t seem like something but might actually be something. They were all much too invested in you far before they ever physically met you and that was all thanks to your big overprotective sister Lily.

You may not have been able to make a home for yourself at Hogwarts but you already had a family there for you. Lily had made sure of that.

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prettybabybaby · 1 year

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¡ 18+ only ! ¡ minors do not interact !

content: noncon, dark!regulus, fem!squib!reader, use of the imperius curse, degradation, objectification

¡ marauders masterlist !

Regulus didn’t really think he’d have to use it.

You were an obedient thing, eager to serve. And under the impression that he and the others were part of the order, you did just about anything he asked.

You were easy to fool, unaware of any wizarding politics after you were casted away following the reveal of your powers. Or lack there of. Your squib status was all over the daily prophet. He remembered scowling at the moving photo of you behind your parents, looking pathetically weak.

Regulus didn’t understand why he was so infatuated with a filthy squib like you. Much less why you hadn’t seemed to catch on. You just seemed so attentive and observant. The wheels in your mind always seemed to be turning as you tried to piece everything together from the little Regulus and the other death eaters spoke.

But you still couldn’t grasp the meaning of Regulus’ wandering hand and suggestive tone, ignoring his advances completely as your mind was occupied with trying to conspicuously draw information from him. You hadn’t managed to deceive him.

The eagerness to help was to make up for your feelings of inadequacy, he knew that, but the glimmering eyes and growing pupils that would look up at him as you nodded your head, thanking him for allowing you to help made his mind spin with thoughts. His fantasies plagued his mind more often than he cared to admit, embarrassed by the subject of his desire and the fact that he was somehow still yearning when he could just have you.

Regulus expected immediate reciprocation of his fervent touch but instead, he was pushed away mere seconds after his lips touched yours, tongue invading your mouth to taste you instantly. His brow raised as he kept a grip on your shoulder, taking in your widened eyes and your wet lips.

The taste of your lips lingered on his tongue as he stared at you, ears filled with cotton as words flew from your mouth. He cared very little about what you had to say but he loved to watch your mouth tumble open as you fumbled your words before stopping to lick your lips, collecting the remnants of his spit.

He leaned in again, a breathy, "relax," fanning your neck as he pecked the delicate skin he had been waiting to mark. You squirmed, wiggling out of his grasp and staring at him in disbelief with an underlying tinge of fear.

Regulus' patience was already running thin. He was just trying to get off before returning his focus to serving the Dark Lord. You were a useless squib who should've been begging for his touch, realizing that was the only way you were useful.

His wand pressed against your throat and the imperius curse was on his tongue as he pinned you to the wall. Your eyes glazed over, hands dropping to your sides and pleads coming to a halt. You were awaiting his command.

"Are you done?" He asked, condescension dripping from his tone.

You nodded dumbly, "yes."

"Are you gonna let me use you now, squib?" You blinked as he leaned in closer, "you gonna spread those legs for me?"

Another nod, "yes."

"You're a dumb little thing, aren't you?" he murmured, cupping your pretty face. "Kiss me."

Your eyes flickered to lips for a second before you tilted your face upwards, mouth puckered cutely as you pressed your lips to his. It was a light peck, over much too quickly. Regulus licked his lips as you leaned away from him.

"You can do better than that," he said, "kiss me like you mean it."

You leaned back in, giving him a desperate open-mouthed kiss. Your tongue met his, caressing the muscle with your own before you pulled away, suckling on it. Regulus groaned, of course you'd be a good little slut. What else could a weak girl like you possibly be good at?

You looked at him expectantly, lashes fluttering as you as you leaned back in. He could feel your thighs press together, hips moving as he began to slowly grind against you.

His hands slid down your body, bunching around the hem of your skirt and pushing it downwards, "get rid of it."

You obeyed, pressing your thighs together as your cunt was revealed. He took a deep breath, grabbing your face once again to connect your lips and somehow his movements were even more desperate than before as his hand reached your heat. You were so much warmer and softer than he imagined. You tightened around his fingers instantly as he moved you towards your bed.

The head of his cock, poked at your pussy as his tongue roamed your useless mouth. You stayed still, almost in a paralyzed state as his hands roamed your skin and his cock humped the lips of your core.

Your body jolted and you gasped, a tremble moving up your body as a high whine left your lips. Regulus pulled away instantly, catching the final seconds of your orgasm. Your lips were still parted, visibly swollen and your eyes were glazed, struggling to stay open as all the air escaped your lungs.

He felt disgusted by himself for feeling the need to see you do it again. He wanted to watch the way your body changed as you felt the climax building until it reached it's peak. He wanted to feel your body tense and your hole clench around his cock as he fucked into you.

Regulus found your opening easily, slipping in even easier with the help of your dripping slick. Your thighs shook and tried to close instinctively. "Stop," he muttered, "keep them nice and wide."

He relished in the way your pussy pulsed around him and tears began to fill your waterline, no doubt from the sensitivity of your orgasm lingering and the intrusion of his cock becoming deeper with every thrust of his hips.

You felt amazing, an obedient little slut forced to obey his every wish. Regulus thought all squibs should be met with this fate. But no other hole would feel as delicious as you and your warmth.

You came again, fingers digging into the sheets as your back arched and you convulsed. You were even prettier the second time, empty eyes dripping crystals. He felt himself getting closer to his own orgasm as his hips pounded into you sloppily.

"Finally useful," he panted as he spilled into you. He could feel his release shooting deep inside you in ropes. "Aren't you so grateful for me?" Regulus' stomach tightened and he let out a deep moan, feeling himself come down from his climax.

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0castergirl0 · 4 years

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Fear The Full Moon

Yandere Marauders x Reader

Requested by: @ksierra

Breath in.

Breath out.

Repeat.

Please look away. The need to beg him/she-it to let you go was extremely difficult to keep to yourself, but those yellow eyes wouldn’t leave you, they were big and cold, whereas his breath was extremely warm, almost burning the skin it touched.

Your back was pressed against a hollow tree as you tried to keep as much possible distance as you could without him jumping forward and possibly ripping you apart. Cold sweat was covering you whole as you cursed that damn school.

It was supposed to be the safest place in the world! But instead they didn’t didn’t hear the screams, neither did they see you leave school grounds, they did however, manage to keep a moody werewolf in the freaking dark forest.

The heaviness and speed of your ur heart was almost unbearable “Let me go” you whispered, certain that if you raised your tone a little more whoever that werewolf was would jump and eat you alive. Still, it was the loud barks that made you stiffen even more in your place.

And then a deer was holding him back with his antlers as the black dog started barking in your direction, you were certain that he nodded. But that was all you needed as you started running towards the gray castle. Just a little more.

Your body was freezing from the cold air and sweat that was covering every part of your body and the grass became more and more uncomfortable to step on.

Just a little more.

Five more steps and you would be out of that god forsaken forest.

Then the side of your waist started burning as your back slammed against the ground, forcing a groan to leave you as you focused on holding back your scream. You were almost sure that if it ever came out you’d give a Banshee a run for her money.

And just then did the air found it’s way back into your lungs as you sat on your bed. Everything seemed almost normal around you, almost as if everything had been just a dream, but your heart hadn’t stopped racing, not for a second.

But everything looked almost immaculate. Almost. Your room was quiet and tidy, of course except for those muddy steps in your floor that seemed to direct from the door to your bed and from there back to the door. As you tried to move you felt an overwhelming pain in your lower body. And when you looked down you found some raggedy bandages covering your waist, the side of them seemed to be almost dripping blood.

Your blood. So in an attempt of bravery you started taking your bandages off, but the reason wasn’t clear in your mind, were you trying to evaluate the damage? Trying to bandage yourself? Or trying to remember more?

And there you found it, a bite. But you knew about werewolves, even though they can turn someone with a bite, when they are turned the bite disappeares, but yours was there, already healed but left scarring, something that was certainly not supposed to happen. You could even say that it looked like a huge hickey.

What now? You were lost in a crossroad there, were you about to go to Dumbledoor and tell that something bit you? Wait-someone. Or were you going to just act as if nothing had happened the night before that?

Altough, werewolves aren’t supposed to be in Hogwarts, you reasoned, and the guardings are up, so there was no possible way of one entering unless they were from the inside, a professor, maybe?

You utterly doubted that a student would be admitted if they were wolves. You were utterly wrong too. But whoever it had been must have had a reason to be there, and you couldn’t risk snitching on them, with it being already hard for your family to get you to go to hogwarts you wondered if you ever said that you got out of school grounds after curfew, would they kick you out?

Then it was decided. You wouldn’t decide, not yet, not before a proper bath and breakfast. Which was exactly what you did, showering the night off of you and then bathing in warm water to forget, that followed only by getting dressed and walking straight to the great hall, doing your best not to limp or double over your harmed waist.

It wasn’t until your first portion of toast and jam that you saw three of the four most hyperactive boys in the whole school quiet, eyes glued to you, the intensity of their glances sending shivers up your spine, they looked as intense as the wolf’s.

You gulped and tilted your head in an attempt to silently question them but that only seemed to intensify two of their glances as one of them, whose face was turning green seemed to get nervous and started shaking the others away from their sudden trance.

Which also seemed to wake you up, your ears flushing with embarrassment and returning to your food, suddenly not finding yourself too hungry. You stepped up in a sudden motion, what surprised you whatsoever, was they they stood up too mere seconds after you, with way less grace, hitting the table, dropping plates, food and everything in between, one of them even fell backwards with the motion.

You walked out while everyone else was laughing at them. And as you hurriedly walked back to your room in an attempt to make up your mind you were dragged away.

“Please don’t scream! Everything is okay!” Someone whispered as he covered your moth with his hand, he was unnervingly close, so much that you found his hazel eyes extremely warm. And then you saw his big lenses, looking around you saw another boy your age with black hair, and then it hit you, James Potter and Sirius Black, of course they had to be involved in whatever mess this was.

“Well maybe if you weren’t acting as if you were going to kill her...” Sirius teased, and you would’ve wanted to read them or at least try to if they weren’t so close, in an empty broom closet and the idea of them killing you right there didn’t seem so far fetched at the moment. “She’s not going to scream, okay?”

But James didn’t seem as convinced, looking back at you, his eyes seemed deep and glancing directly into yours, you almost wondered if he was searching for something “Are your going to scream?” He asked while pressing his hand more against your face as he himself got closer.

Your muffled reply was something along the lines of “Just let me go” Sirius however seemed to think that your response was different when he started laughing “See? She can’t even talk if you keep covering her mouth” and you just had to roll your eyes making him laugh again and As James lets you go you felt the warmth of his breathed laugh.

As much as you weren’t held against your will anymore the space was really small and you were cornered on opposite side from the door, leaving you with no space to escape.

“So...?” Sirius asked staring at you, you just tilted your head still unsure of what was happening “Are you going to scream?” James finished the question and you just couldn’t hold your tongue back.

“I think that if I was going to I would’ve done that by now” as soon as the sarcasm left you did you realize that you were literally trapped, in a small space, with the two worse trouble makers of your school, no way to escape and your response was to be sarcastic and probably convince them even further to prank you, or trick you, or kill you.

But instead of getting angry they looked at each other and laughed together, “You’re right, sorry sweet cheeks” Potter replied and you blushed, but you could’ve sworn that he did too, then Sirius palmed his back and turned towards you “Okay darling,” Sirius started, were they always this flirty? “I need you to tell us what happened last night, how are you feeling?”

You tried to play dumb “What are you talking about?” you replied while doing your best to keep your voice soft and your eyes innocent and glued to theirs, but they looked so decided that you had to look away.

“Hey, it’s okay, you can trust us” James said as he got a step closer “He’s right, we would never hurt you” Sirius finished, but there was something weird about that sentence and the way it intensified both of their eyes, almost as if it was an absolute truth that they would never harm you.

“I-I just- I heard screams” in that moment, undies their eyes it got hard for your mind and mouth to coordinate, you realized that they started smiling as soon as you started talking, James had a soft smile as Sirius wore a smirk “I needed to know if whoever it was was okay” then you realized how stupid you sounded, but being almost raised by books made you develop a hero complex, or at least you wanted to blame it on that. They were about to talk when you interrupted the silence again “Please, don’t tell anyone, I almost can’t afford it here and any trouble might grant me a way out” you weren’t sure why you said that part, what you knew was that you needed to stay there.

Both of their pairs of eyes got bigger almost in unison “That’s not happening” “Never” they seemed determined on you not leaving and you couldn’t help but at least be glad that they understood, at least you thought that was the reason, not that they didn’t want to lose sight of you.

Then it hit you, “How did you know about-“ but Sirius interrupted you “Long story, but we need Moony here” before you could ask James nodded in your direction “He’s referring to Remus” it made it even harder for you to understand what the hell was happening, but you decided not to question them any further.

After they tried to explain that they needed to take you to the infirmary, they placed a sort of blanket over your head and theirs as they guided you out, but you couldn’t get away, because as James led the way he was holding your waist and Sirius grabbed your hand, ever so often rubbing the back of your palm with his thumb, to comfort you, was your best guess.

Once inside you saw Remus laying down, surrounded with chocolates and blankets “What’s wrong? What happened?” You asked the boys in whispers, but Remus looked around, searching for you as if you had screamed, he called your name once, it was almost a question but his eyes had lighted up.

“She’s here, it’s time to talk” James quickly said as Sirius made sure to close the curtains and make a cloaking spell around all of you.

You got out of the invisibility cloak, and as if it was the most normal thing, Remus made space for you in the bed and you awkwardly sat there. Suddenly the other two boys were sitting by the other end of the bed, all of them glancing at you.

Before you even thought about making a question, James clapped his hands loudly and rubbed them, he seemed excited, his eyes shining, almost like a kid seeing a firework for the first time “How are you feeling?” He asked you, which seemed even weirder since you weren’t the one who actually was in the infirmary, you waited a second to make sure the question was directed to you, and all eyes were on you.

“Good, I guess?” You couldn’t help that in the end it sounded like a question, everything was just so awkward.

“Can I- uh, can I see it?” Remus asked, his voice was slightly trembling and he looked very nervous, but as happy as James. You tilted your head “The bite, can we see it?” Sirius rephrased.

“How do you know about the bite?” You asked in hushed whispers, even as you knew that no one outside of the courtains would be able to hear.

“We’ll tell you everything you want to know, just let us see it, please” James sounded calm but all his body screamed as much as the other boys.

With a frown you decided to pull your shirt up just enough for them to see the bite, as weirded out as you were, you decided to play along in an attempt to find out whatever had happened. When you looked up you saw three different expressions, James was happy, his eyes blurred with tears as a soft smile took place on his shaky features, Sirius had the brightest smile you had ever seen, his eyes not once leaving the scar as his eyes brightened up more by the second, and Remus, his mouth was just slightly open, shaking between breaths and a soft-delighted laugh.

“What’s wrong?” You asked, as much as you realized that they seemed happy, their expressions were just too big for it to be normal.

“Nothing” Remus breathed out “Everything is perfect” James continued “Really, really perfect” Sirius was almost bouncing.

You dropped the shirt back down and all eyes returned to yours “But something is happening, whatever it is, I want to know”

They all exchanged looks and started explaining by turns. “See, when I was eight I got bitten by a werewolf” Remus started, he told you his story first, as background “I-when they found out what I-what I was, they-“ but he seemed overwhelmed by emotions so Sirius interrupted him “we decided to take the full moons with him, we would turn into-eh-into different animals, but sharing this bond” you didn’t even realize when they started mixing lies with truth.

James took the words at that point “We had this kind of bond that made sure that what happened to one of us happened to the rest” Lies, lies, lies, but you never noticed “So last night...” he left the phrase hanging.

“You bit me, but if I’m not turning then why did you?” The truth didn’t settle in, not just yet. “Why bite if not for-oh” You we’re still figuring things out as you returned to their smiley faces, Remus and James grabbed one of your hands each and Sirius rubbed your leg, all of them trying to either comfort you or keep their excitement and happiness, telling you the news as if you became rich or had found the cure of cancer.

“It’s a mating bite!” James almost yelled one whispers, as Sirius nodded frantically, “but-but how?” You looked at Remus looking for answers only to find him already looking at you. “We all had this uh, feelings for you, but last night, with the bond they became stronger, and with you there, I-we couldn’t contain ourselves, and with the sp-bond” why didn’t you realize that they were mixing words every so often? “With the bond” he corrected himself under heavy glances “when I marked you, it was as if we all did, you’re ours!” They were just so happy.

Now, you didn’t notice how they always mixed the word ‘bond’ with ‘spell’. Truth was, they did a binding spell the hour before the full moon, agreeing on the plan, calling you out, making sure only you could hear, and they took matters into their own hands.

“So, how could this work?” You asked “Relationships are hard even just for two people, but-“ Remus interrupted you “We will make it work” You didn’t notice this, but the bite wouldn’t just mark you, no, it does way more than that, it creates a connection, even feelings for the one that but you, and because of the binding spell it was all of them, so you weren’t really against the situation. “You are ours now” Sirius declared and James nodded in agreement.

You decided that they weren’t the worst people to get stuck with, they were actually nice and would always be there for you. And it’s a good thing that you did, because they weren’t letting go, not even if you refused.

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𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒? ⎹ 𝓡.𝓑.

fandom harry potter / the marauders masterlist coming soon

featuring yandere!death eater!regulus black x reader ( f! )

rating none of my work is meant to be viewed by minors (anyone under the age of eighteen), and i will happily block any that interact with my posts or my blog.

content warning this is a dark fic. murder ( parricide, to be exact ), graphic depiction of death, obsession, gaslighting, suggested kidnapping.

summary they were trying to take you away from him.

word count 1.7k / mini musing

attention not proofread, may contain mistakes. do not repost or translate, even with ‘credit’. just don’t do it. reblog instead of like. leave feedback if you enjoyed.

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a chilly, February wind laced with ice cuts through your cloak, whipping it around your frame. you dip your head forward to keep the hood from flying off, one frozen hand working the key into the lock of the massive door. however, as soon as you apply pressure, the key spins, no click, and the hinges moan when the door inches open. for a moment, you can’t find your breath— staring into the darkened interior. your father’s voice echoes in your mind.

They won’t find us here. We’ll be safe.

gripping your bag, fumbling for your wand, you take a hesitant step inside and out of the snow. it’s not your childhood home, that’s for sure. your mother said it belonged to a distant relative who’d passed and left it to her. you’d never even heard about it before, but for the past two months, the secluded manor had been the only haven in the world.

“M—mum?” you whisper into the darkness, too frightened of what might be lurking in the deepest shadows to conjure any light. “Dad?” another, slow set of steps inside; the wind howls and batters the shutters against the windows on the second floor, loud enough to startle you. squinting, you can make out a faint, warm glow in the den from the archway as you approach it. you recognized the dancing light against the wall as a fire cracking in the furnace. “Dad? Is that you?” you ask again, once you’re just about to creep through the archway.

“What did they say to you?” your heart might as well have ceased to beat altogether when you see Regulus. he doesn’t even look up from the flames dancing, face twisted into a solemn expression, eyes sunken.

you hold your wand tight to your side, staring warily, but you come no closer than the archway. you hadn’t seen him since your family abandoned the Dark Lord; your last encounter had been such a pleasant one— and you remembered how warm your cheeks had been with a shy blush when he’d kissed you. it was a far cry from how chilled to the very bone you feel now. “Regulus…” you whisper, almost afraid to speak any louder. who else was here, lurking? “Where are they?”

“What did they say to you to make you come with them to this place?” he repeats in a quiet hiss, lip curling in disgust. he’s seated in the black velvet armchair, both hands gripping the armrests so tightly you can see the fabric yielding under his fingers.

you’re fixated on them, taking note of the broken skin on his knuckles, swollen and irritated. “They— they told me that the Dark L—“ you pause, shaking your head, “that he would come for me. That I would become a death eater. Like them…”

“Like me.”

you nod, swallowing around a lump in your throat. “Yes.”

“When the Dark Lord came for you, he was going to give us his blessing. Did they tell you that? Was that so bad to imagine? Being with me? Marrying me? Loving me?” Regulus sniffs, probably from the cold, or perhaps his swollen eyes and red nose was from crying. you couldn’t tell from where you stood, and you couldn’t convince your legs to carry you closer. you try to shake your head, but no words would make their way to your lips in defense. “They poisoned you against the Dark Lord. And against me.”

you can’t stop your teeth from chattering, your breath leaking from your lips in white puffs. “P—please, Regulus,” you could feel warm tears threatening to fall, but you blink to keep them back. “Please just tell me where they are.”

he doesn’t even look up when he hears the quiver in your voice— as if he was numb to it. “Upstairs.”

knowing that your parents were in the eerily silent, freezing house was somehow worse than being here alone with Regulus, and you take a step back, a slow one, staring at the figure in the chair. he doesn’t move an inch, and so you take another one. and another one. not even a budge. so, you spin on your heels and bolt up the winding stairway.

you take them two at a time, gripping the bannister— the wood is splintered and chipping, and it scrapes against your numb fingers until it feels like your skin is splitting open. your heart running like an engine by the time you reach the landing, you can hardly keep your hyperventilating under control as your eyes fall upon a scene that paralyzes you.

the door to the bedroom has been blown off, and lays in miserable pieces. through the massive gap, you can see them— both of them, on the floor. your father bent backwards over your mother, as if he were protecting her when he was struck down. “No.” this felt like a bad dream, something your subconscious would paint to frighten you as a child. it couldn’t be real. this couldn’t really be happening, could it? you step over the rubble in what used to be the doorway, too stunned to fully comprehend exactly what it is you were seeing. faint footsteps make their way up the stairs, slow, but the sound fades to the back of your mind as you approach your parents. “You— you promised.” you whisper, breath shaky when you drop to your knees beside your father’s corpse. he’s practically grey, eyes hazy, mouth open as if his last words were still upon his lips. “You promised we’d be sa—safe here!”

“He lied to you, dearest.”

your head snaps up and you see Regulus standing there, looking down at you. twin tears race down your cheeks. “What—“

“He’s lied to you so many times. He didn’t know how to tell you the truth. I do. If you come with me now, love, I’ll tell you all of the truths behind the lies they made you believe. I would never, ever lie to you. Not like they did.”

“What did you do?!” you scramble to your feet; your heartbroken scream catches him off guard. “Regulus, what have you done?!” pointing your wand in his direction, you press yourself into the furthest corner of the room.

Regulus looks bemused, even offended, that you would cower away from him, and he approaches you, stepping over your parents’ bodies as if they were no more than an overturned piece of furniture. “What do you mean? Why are you so upset? Darling, can’t you see? They took you away from me!” you were shaking your head, mumbling under your ragged breath for him to stay away, but either he didn’t hear or he was choosing to ignore you, because he pressed forward. “They we’re trying to keep us apart! The Dark Lord, he— he wants us to be together. That’s why you have to come back to us. Come back to me. But they weren’t going to let you,” when he says your name it’s a soft and sweet song on his couplet, and more steaming, salty tears flood your face. “They didn’t want us to be happy, they didn’t want you to be happy.”

“You’re lying!”

“I’m not!” Regulus roars, urging closer, “They were in the way of us. They were hiding you from me. So, I erased them. I solved the problem. Dearest, why are you crying? I did it for you! I did it for us!”

you jab his chest with the tip of the wand, shaking your head as you sob. he pauses, looks down at the wand, and then back up at you. “What will you do with that? Will you kill me? After all I’ve done for you?”

you scoff, unable to believe what you were hearing, choking on the taste of your tears. “You killed my family—“

“For you! Because I love you that much!” he interrupts, voice booming loud enough to have you recoiling into the corner. you wished you could simply melt into it and disappear. your stomach churned with sickness. “Don’t you see that?! You were their prisoner— their property. I freed you!” you could hear the frustration rising in his voice like boiling water, and you falter for a moment, but a moment is all he needs.

wrenching the wand from your quivering fist, he breaks it in two over his knee and tosses the halves behind him.

your one and only line of defense had now dissipated right before your eyes. he reaches for your waist as he calls your name, but you push at his face instead. “Regulus, no!”

Regulus sighs, grabbing both of your wrists instead, and pulls you from the corner. you stumble over your own feet, squirming as he crosses your arms in front of you in an X, hugging you from behind. “Don’t be upset,” he whispers, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck and kissing it softly, “please don’t be upset.”

writhing against him, you’d hoped to shimmy your way out, but his hug was constricting, an inescapable vice. “Just— let me go… please…”

“I can’t do that.” he mutters, and you double over, bawling hopelessly. the only thing keeping you from toppling to the floor was him, holding you close. his lips leave a trail of burning wildfire up your neck and over your wet cheek. “Don’t cry, shhh, shh. It’s the only way we can be together. Trust me, darling, we’re going to be happy when you take the mark.”

the mark.

The Dark Mark.

you buck fiercely against Regulus in protest, shrieking for help from anyone— only it was just the two of you as he drags you from the room. grunting as you try to dig your heels in to the floor, he pulls you up in to the air, your legs flailing— your foot connects with a portion of the bannister and breaks chunks of rotten wood off. “No! Let me go! I hate you! Stop!”

“You can hate me.” he mumbles through gritted teeth, suppressing your resistance as he carries you, one step at a time. “Kick and scream. Hurt me, if that’s what you want. Just don’t leave me.” the front door is open and waiting, just as you’d left it, and now, you were wishing you had closed and locked it. that might’ve bought you some time. however, Regulus plucks you from the house, pulling you into the snow with ease. “You can never leave me again. I’ll make sure of it.”

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