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₊ ⊹༄ fvck midterms — frat!rafe cameron

pairings — frat!rafe x slightly nerdy!reader

word count — 1.0k

warnings — MDNI, fingering, multiple uses of the c word, cussing, semi public sexual content (frat brothers are downstairs during this). let me know if i forgot any!

summary — based on this ask!

a/n — ☝🏼put a finger down if you’ve never written frat!rafe before… ✊🏼 this was so much fun to write, i hope you all enjoy it! 🧡

“fuck this shit!” you throw your pencil on the desk, the piece of wood landing with a clink. you throw your head in your hands, wanting to cry.

midterms were nearing and you were doing work after work to study and prepare but you think you finally piled a little too much on yourself. the workload was too much and you were tired of running your brain to the point of being a zombie.

“what’s wrong, baby?” rafe looks up from his phone. you had hardly seen rafe study this entire time and you were almost positive he was doing to past. he passed last midterms despite you not seeing him open one single textbook.

“i fucking hate midterms,” you sob, bunching your hair up in your hands as you face down, your tears falling onto the hardwood of rafe’s bedroom.

“come here baby,” rafe tosses his phone on the other side of his bed, motioning for you to join him on the bed. you sigh, wiping your tears as you slam your textbook shut. you sulk over to his bed, crawling up and letting rafe put you in whatever position he wanted. already sitting up against the headboard, rafe brought your back against his.

rafe’s bedroom was on the second floor of the fraternity, french doors to the balcony adorning the wall in front of his bed. him and his rich ass frat brothers got a house next to the water and rafes bedroom overlooked it. you loved sitting in rafe’s bed and watching the ocean rush by.

“are you stressed about anything else?” rafe asks, brushing your hair to the other side of your neck. you shiver as you shake your head no, “no, midterms are just bullshit,” you shrugged, leaning back into him and relaxing the best you could.

your body tenses for a moment when you feel rafe’s lips press to the exposed side of your neck, peppering soft kisses as far as he could reach. “w-what are you doing?” you sigh against him.

“helping you relax,” he murmurs against your lips, becoming more and more sloppy with his kisses. his lips are hot against your skin, your body melting and sinking further and further into rafe’s chest.

you whimper as his finger brush against your clothed clit, opening your legs automatically. rafe smiles greedily against your neck, slipping his fingers into the waistband of your leggings, hands trailing slowly down your abdomen. his fingers reach your clit, earning a gasp as your mouth hangs open, waiting for him to touch you further.

“let me take care of you,” rafe whispers softly, his fingers rubbing your clit in circular motions. you bite your lip, trying to suppress a moan. the boys were downstairs and you didn’t want anyone knowing you were doing anything but studying up here.

you decided to help rafe out and lift your butt off the bed, sliding your leggings and panties down a bit, allowing him full access to your heat. your mouth goes dry, your head feeling fuzzy as rafe works his expert fingers on your clit, stimulating you in the best way. you let out another whine, spreading your legs even further for him.

rafe’s fingers stop, never letting a finger up as he slips further, his fingers circling your already soaked cunt. rafe never had to do much to make you wet. he could literally look at you a certain way and you’d fall to your fucking knees for him. his fingers weren’t the only thing you were wrapped around. and despite what he tells his frat brothers, you had him wrapped around your own fingers.

with ease, his two fingers sunk into your walls. you clenched around him momentarily, letting out a breath. “relax baby,” rafe soothes, encouraging you to let your whole body just turn to mush.

you instantly obey, your body falling limp. you close your eyes, sighing as he begins to fuck his fingers his fingers in and out. “fuck,” you whisper, trying your hardest not to moan. this was exactly what you needed after a long stressful week of studying. it was never ending and you’re ashamed to admit you didn’t really give yourself a break from any of it.

it wasn’t long before you felt your orgasm approaching. rafe knew your body better than you did. he always knew what you needed, when you needed it, and he always knew exactly how to do it.

you let a moan slip, the feeling of his fingers pumping in and out of your cunt was just too good for you to keep quiet. you buck your hips, matching rafe’s speed and rubbing your clit against his palm. you hear rafe let out a shaky breath from behind you. he was so turned on at the way you you melted in front of him. your brain begins to practically liquefy as your cunt squeezes around his fingers.

“that’s it, baby, cum for me,” he urges behind you. you nod frantically, moaning and looking down as you watch his fingers drive into your pussy, his pace becoming quicker and quicker as you run after your orgasm.

with a loud moan, your fingers digging into rafe’s thigh, your orgasm hits you like a wave, practically knocking you into another world as you ride out your high against rafe’s palm.

“good girl,” rafe smirks, still pumping his fingers gently as you come down. your brain was fried at this point, your orgasm hitting you much harder than you anticipated. you needed that, so desperately and you were so thankful to be dating someone like rafe who knows what you need before you even do.

rafe pulls his fingers out slowly, allowing you to ease into the loss of contact. you sigh, slipping further down rafe’s torso and further into the bed. your eyes were shut and you felt overwhelmingly tired.

midterms. fuck.

you groaned, rolling around on the bed and sitting up. you felt a lot better about studying now despite you still not wanting to do it, you knew you needed to. you exhale deeply, standing and shimmying your panties and leggings back up.

“feel better?” rafe quips, eyes sparkling and wild.

“yes,” you chuckle, beginning to head back to the desk to deal with the impending work.

“always here for you,” he smirks, smacking your butt playfully.

🏷️ @jjmaybankisbae @drewstarkeysbae @f4ll-for-you

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Hello, welcome to a new year with Pleasing. We can’t wait for what’s to come. Find your Pleasing.

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SINCE YALL LOVED THE JJ X READER X RAFE, im writing a part 2 💞💞. thank u so much for the support, i love u all<3

taglist: @eli-yeah @hallecarey1 @midnightsgetawaycar @vigilanteshitposting (if you wanted to be added to my taglist, check out my google forms in my navi!) here are all the people who requested a part 2! @gillybear17 @capnsoyboy @honeysavanna-blog @desssxo-blog

cw’s: angst (to fluff ofc), crying, drinking, ooc camerons, lmk if i missed anything

You'd stopped hanging with the Pogues for a few weeks and John B had just thought it was just a phase. You'd always get tired of them every once in a while and would try to find other friends but you'd always come back. That was until Kie had informed him that your new friends were the self renowned Kings of OBX; Rafe Cameron, Topper Thornton, and Kelce, that was when he got concerned.

You got home late again and you tried to sneak in by your window again so Big John doesn't catch you. And when you got in, John B was sitting on your bed, waiting for you.

A confused expression contorted on your face as you looked at your older brother. "Hey?"

"You've been hanging out with Rafe and Topper?" He got to the point immediately and you were taken aback. You weren't concerned as you took off your shoes, rolling your eyes.

"I have, is that a problem?" You countered as John B sat up, getting up to face you.

"You know it is, Y/N." John B whispered. "I don't know what's been up with you lately, all your snarky comments and shit but I cross the line at you hanging out with those assholes."

"Snarky comments? John B, you're becoming dad." You couldn't help but laugh but John B didn't find it as amusing as you. "They're nice once you get to know them."

John B sighed, running his hands through his hair, stressed. "You think you've found new friends?"

"Yes, John B. Don't get all jealous on me, you're still my best-"

"You really think they want to be friends with you?" John B didn't mean it like that but you suddenly furrowed your eyebrows. "Wait-"

"What's that supposed to be mean?"

"Look, they're rich assholes and what do you think they realistically want from you? They obviously want to piss me or JJ off so they got to you-"

You scoffed at him, getting heated. How self-centered can someone be? "Oh, so you're saying no one would be friends with me for me? That obviously they want to be friends with me so they can get to you! Wow, okay-"

"That's not what I meant, Y/N."

"That's how it sounded, John B."

There was silence as you both looked at each other, hurt in your eyes and regret in John B's. His intentions were pure, you knew that but you couldn't help but think that John B truly thought this way. He saw you as a little baby who needed to be babysat and he needed to protect.

You're older now. You don't need John B or his friends anymore, you had Rafe. You didn't wanna be naive but it felt like he truly cared; old inside jokes, friendly smiles and tight embraces were the new norm for you two. He made you feel important, something that the Pogues had never made you feel.

Yeah, he is an asshole; but at least he cared for you.

"That hurts, John B." You whispered, feeling your eyes water. You didn't want to cry, that was pathetic. You walked away to your vanity, taking off your earrings as John B watched.

"Y/N-"

"Did you even care about how I was feeling when I blew you and the Pogues off? Did you even notice?" You suddenly asked, not facing John B as you looked at the mirror instead.

"I... Yes, of course we did. We just wanted to give you time." John B said. It was the truth, that was how he felt. But he didn't know how the others felt; they obviously cared about you but maybe not to the extent of how he did.

There was silence again. "John B, I'm going to bed. Can you get out?"

"I'm sorry, Y/N. I didn't mean it like that, you know that."

"Do I?"

Before he could respond, you sniffed and looked away from his eyes as the tears started to fall. "I'm gonna get dressed, get out. Please."

He wanted to stay; hug you, comfort you. But that wouldn't do anything, he knew his words were permanent, there was no taking it back. He nodded and walked out of your room and you immediately locked the door after him.

You walked to your bed and collapsed dramatically, hugging your pillow and let the tears fall. All your worst fears had come true; they really did think that you were just some anti-social baby who needed to be taken care of.

You hadn't thought of JJ in weeks and now, he plagued your head. You missed him, too. You were embarrassed, did he truly only think of you as John B's little sister?

"What the fuck?" JJ shouted as John B explained the situation. The Y/N he knew wouldn't go fucking around with the Kooks, so what happened? "Why would she hang out with Rafe?"

"I'm not sure, it doesn't seem like her. I'm worried about her, she's probably getting brainwashed by them.'' Kie muttered as she sat on the couch. She was genuinely concerned; she didn't want you to become like Sarah, she wanted her best friend back.

John B was quiet as JJ and Kie discussed the situation at hand. He was confused, you'd never mentioned even talking to Rafe or Topper. They seemed like the kids who bullied you at the Kook Academy, so why were you associating with them now?

"I know it's that fucker, Rafe. He probably drugged her or some shit, he's like a sociopath who wants to use her as a weapon against us." JJ was pacing on the porch as Kie sighed. JJ was also worried, this was nothing like you. He was worried about you the moment you stopped hanging out with them but he just brushed it off like John B.

"He probably likes her." Kie stated as the two boys had looked at her, eyes widened. They hadn't even thought of that.

"Is he even capable of liking someone?" JJ sputtered, anxiously staring at Kie.

John B got up and started walking to the car, seeing red. If Rafe had even thought about touching you in any way, he'd rip him apart. You were always shy around guys and he knew that Rafe would use that against you. He didn't want to assume but Rafe was surely going to do something that made you uncomfortable.

Kie and JJ followed him. "The fuck are you doing?"

"Getting Y/N, by force if she doesn't want to."

Kie grabbed him firmly as turned him around. "Are you stupid? You're going to push her farther away. That's why she's with the Kooks right now, because you smuggle her like a little kid. You're literally a helicopter parent."

"I disagree, Kie. Personally I'm going to go over to that fucker's house and I'll punch in the mouth for taking Y/N-"

"JJ, stop. She's not a baby!" Kie shouted. "You two are driving her away. She just needs time, okay? If she needs help she'll call us."

John B had taken a few breathes and looked away from the Pogues, weighing his options. He decided Kie was right and nodded slowly, walking away back to his porch.

"I knew something was wrong the moment Y/N didn't go on that fishing trip a few weeks ago. I told you Kie, remember?" JJ recalled as Kie nodded, walking back towards John B. "And when she blew us off on Pope's birthday, and when-"

"We get it, you're the Y/N whisperer." Kie responded as she took seat on the chair, JJ taking a seat next to John B. "I just miss her."

"Me too." John B muttered.

JJ was quiet for a second. He remembered the past few weeks and they just weren't the same without you. Your amusing remarks, warm hugs and your eyes against the sun on the boat. He missed you more than anything.

You walked into the Cameron's estate, Topper and Rafe trailing behind you. You and Sarah made up a few nights ago and now, you essentially spent the entire day with her or Rafe. It was the most fun you'd had in months.

Sarah ran down the stairs and squealed when she saw you, embracing you tightly. "I missed you!"

"It's been like two hours, chill out." Rafe quipped, annoyed as Sarah flipped him off as she let you go.

"Shut up, you're just jealous."

"Of what?" He looked at Sarah up and down in an disgusted manner as you and Top laughed.

"That Y/N loves me more than you."

"Oh really?" Rafe looked over at you, a grin on his mouth as you smiled back. "Is that so, Y/N?"

"Yes, of course. I love Sarah more than anyone."

"Mhm." he responded, disbelief in his eyes as Sarah grabbed your hand, smiling in victory. You both looked at each other and he felt his heart jump at your sweet smile.

"Okay, guys. It's getting late, let's get going." Topper announced as they all nodded, walking out of the house. There was a bone-yard party tonight and you were all going together.

You were silently praying that the Pogues were going to blow it off and go to the Chateau instead, but that was unlikely.

As you arrived, the smell of smoke engulfed you and you resisted the urge to cough. The sun was setting and it was getting cooler, the salty ocean breeze running through your hair. You missed these parties, you hadn't been to one since the summer had begun.

Your gaze moved to the crowds, subconsciously trying to see if the Pogues had made it out to the party. You were nervous to see them, you hadn't even talked to them in a couple weeks. You heard some footsteps and you smelled the faint scent of his cologne.

Rafe stood next to you. "You okay?"

You turned to Rafe, looking up to his dreamy blue eyes. You smiled at his concern as you shook your head, "I'm fine, thanks for asking. Just nervous."

"If they hassle you, I'll be there quick, okay?"

You laughed at his care. "I'll be fine, don't worry."

You heard Sarah come up to you and grab your hand, your gaze still on Rafe, his grin evident.

"Let's go get some drinks. I need some ASAP." Sarah grabbed your hand and started walking away.

"Be careful!" Rafe shouted as you guys walked away.

You and Sarah walked to the kegger, getting a cup and filling it to the brim with beer. "I'm not excited for tomorrow's hangover."

"Let's not think about tomorrow, just tonight and how much fun we're going to have."

You laughed at Sarah words and she took a drink of her cup, smiling. You also took a drink, the bitter taste flooded your taste buds. You will never get used to the bitter taste of beer.

Kie and Pope watched from afar, disappointment apparent in their expression. They were sitting on piece of wood, beers in hand. Kie felt betrayed as she watched you dance with Sarah, having fun. She wasn't even mad; she was disappointed.

"Looks like the Kooks have officially seized Y/N away from us." Pope declared as Kie nodded, taking a sip of her beer from the red cup.

Sarah put her hands on your shoulders, swinging you two in a slow dance as you giggled at her antics. The sun was set and the boneyard energy was finally at its height; the cool ocean breeze, the smoke from the fire, the faint music, the mutter from people all across the island.

Your gaze moved from Sarah to behind her: Rafe was sitting with Top and Kelce, laughing. A smile invaded your face and Sarah turned around and then back at you, a smirk on her lips.

"So what's up with you and Rafe?"

Your face felt warm once you turned your gaze back at Sarah. "Um, what do you mean?"

"Do you think I don't see those little looks and smiles? Especially the hugs, it looks like he doesn't wanna let go of you." Sarah noted as you blushed bashfully, looking away. "He doesn't hug anyone that way, so what's up?"

"Nothing, we're just getting closer."

"Okay, Y/N." The smirk was on still apparent on her face. "Whatever you say."

It was the truth, sure, he made you feel like few others have made you feel, but it was just nothing. That was it, for now at least.

You heard footsteps behind you and you saw Sarah's face morph into an annoyed one. She let go of you as you turned back to see JJ.

You were startled. You hadn't seen him in weeks and it seemed like all the feelings you tried so hard to get rid of, came back as soon as you locked eyes with JJ. His soft gaze and worried expression made your heart sink to your stomach.

"Hey." He said quietly, no exact emotion in his tone. "C-can we talk?"

You looked back at Sarah and she gave you a small nod. "Sure."

You and JJ walked away from the crowd, walking along the shore of the beach. It was quiet for a second before JJ spoke up. "Why'd you leave us?"

His tone was evident now. It seemed hurt and that was something you rarely heard - especially when it was directed to you. You moved your gaze to anywhere but JJ, trying to think of an explanation.

You licked your lips before looking at JJ. He didn't look at you either, wanting to gaze at the sand below instead. "I felt like... like I was just John B's sister." That was partly the truth - you couldn't admit the other half.

"Just John B's sister?" JJ repeated. Again, there was silence before JJ spoke up again. "You're our best friend, too. Our little sister we love and want to... protect."

"I don't feel like it, sometimes." You admitted. JJ's heart broke at your statement. He's known you his whole life and he's always wanted to make sure you fit in. He felt bad now because you didn't feel it.

He stopped and grabbed your arm, so you could turn and look up at him. "I'm sorry, if I ever made you feel unwanted. You are wanted, it's not the same without you and our little jokes. No one does it like you, Y/N."

You felt yourself tear up at the statement. That was all you wanted to hear all month - that you were wanted. Not only wanted to hear, but feel. JJ's gaze felt warm against your face as you locked eyes. His blue eyes melted into yours and your heart sped up.

His hand slowly went down your arm, leaving goosebumps as he went down to your hand. He pulled you closer and you held eye contact. His gaze moved to your lips and then up at your eyes again.

As he leaned in, he heard a familiar voice behind them. "Y/N."

You both turned to see Rafe and Sarah, watching you both. His jaw was clenched as he surveyed the scene in front of him.

Oh no, you thought to yourself as JJ let go of your hand.

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Part 5 of the breakup please!!!

Tangled In The Weight Of Our Own Lies

college baseball player!drew starkey x fem!reader

part of the college baseball au (the breakup part 5) pt 1 , pt 2 , pt 3 , pt 4

warnings: angst, miscarriage, mourning, cuss words, arguing, hints at panic and anxiety attacks. Please don’t read if any of these topics will be difficult to read. Your mental health is always first!

“Drew?” You mumble surprised, not expecting Drew to be the one knocking at your door so late at night.

Drew was just as surprised when you opened the door. Not because you opened it, but because the shape you were in wasn’t like he had ever seen before. Your hair was knotted, not tame like he’s always seen it. Your eyes were bloodshot and you had dark circles underneath. Even when you stayed up all those late nights, studying for finals or midterms, he’s never seen your eyes look like that. Not to mention, your lips were chapped which was probably from you biting them in anxiety, and because you probably weren’t drinking enough water.

“What are you doing here?” You ask after Drew stays silent.

He winces when he hears how hoarse your voice is.

“I needed to come see you and talk to you. Can I come in?”

You just move to the side as a sign for him to walk in. You both situate yourselves on the sofa and wait to see who will talk first.

“Drew? What did you want to talk about?” Your tone is snappy and you look annoyed.

“Right. Um… well you see, I went to Houston and did the tour and everything; it was so insane. I really think I’ll like the city. I even got to sign a contract which you know is my biggest dream,” Drew says to you.

“Wow. That’s great, Drew. I’m really happy for you,” you whisper because you know that at any minute the tears will break loose.

Drew wants to ask if everything's fine, but he’s afraid that you’ll shut him out again. He knew he needed to pry you open, but he also didn’t want to make you upset.

“Yeah, but you see the thing is that I always pictured you in that dream, and I still do. After the tour and everything I went to a bar to just drown my sorrows. This girl I met there talked with me about love, and that if I truly love someone, I shouldn’t let them slip away,” Drew explains.

Your sadness turns to anger in less than a second. How could he just talk to some random girl about your business, and then have the nerve to tell you about it.

“So you came here just to tell me about a girl you met?” You accuse.

Drew’s faint smile instantly drops into a frown. You were taking it the wrong way and he was about to mess things up even more.

“No. No, it isn’t like that,” Drew says frantically.

“Then what’s it like? Huh?”

“She helped me to see that no matter what I will always need you, and that it’s okay to always need and want you.”

“Bullshit! It seems like you met a nice girl who wanted to know about your business and you just had to chat her up!” You almost yell out.

Drew didn’t think you’d freak out, or feel so upset about him mentioning another woman.

“Then you had the fucking nerve to come here and tell me about. Are you trying to rub it in my face that you’re getting everything you’ve ever wanted!” You scream.

Drew shakes his head repeatedly and goes toward you with open arms, trying to hold your body tightly to his to comfort you. You just back away.

“Well guess what, good for you. Move to Houston, get with that girl and live your life away from me, the so-called ‘one that you need’,” you continue.

Drew roughly cards his fingers through his hair, trying not to yell out in frustration. He needed you to listen.

“No! I’m trying to tell you that you’re the one-“

“No! No! I needed you, Drew and you weren’t there!” You cry out, falling to your knees. It hurt too much to think about the baby, the future, you lost.

“What…?” Drew questions confused.

“I needed you, but you were about to head to Houston, ready to start your life while I was holding onto something that I never knew I wanted, but I couldn’t even hold onto it because it was ripped from me,” you say, breathing heavily and tears falling fast.

“What are you talking about? I’m here now. I’m here now,” Drew mutters, getting on the ground to be eye level with you.

“I was pregnant,” you finally say the words that you were so scared to say.

“You’re pregnant?” Drew sounds so shocked.

“Was. I found out just after we broke up. I lost them the morning you called to tell me about the letter you got in the mail,” you tell him some of the details.

“Y/n, why didn’t you say anything?”

You scoff at his question.

“What was I supposed to say? ‘Hey, Drew. Congrats on your offer, but I just wanted to let you know that I was pregnant with your child and I ended up losing them this morning.’ Be for real, Drew.”

“Something. Anything. You could have told me anything! I asked you if there was something wrong on the phone that day,” Drew claims.

“I couldn’t admit it to myself, so I definitely wouldn’t have been able to tell you- especially over the phone.”

“I don’t even know what to say,” Drew admits, tears in his eyes. They’re seconds from spilling over and you hated seeing him cry.

“Don’t say anything. Just go and never come back,” you direct him.

“What? No! I came here for you and I’m not leaving until I know I have you!” Drew seemed like he wasn’t giving up, but you weren’t giving in.

“Go to Houston and don’t look back,” you say.

“No. I know what you’re going through is unimaginable especially because you were on your own. I should’ve begged you to tell me about it that day. I hate seeing you so sad and lifeless. Please! Please just give me another chance,” he’s holding onto your shoulders, staring right into your eyes. It causes you to break down again.

“You don’t really want me,” you laugh sarcastically, trying to hide your pain as best as you can.

“I do!” Drew states.

“No, because if you really did, it wouldn’t have taken some random girl at a bar for you to come here,” you say bitterly.

“I already told you it’s not like that. It’s not like she forced me to come here! I wanted to come here. I have been wanting to get you back ever since you walked out of my front door, but I have been convincing myself that you didn’t need me begging you and that if you wanted to come back, then you’d come back. Persephone only helped me see that it isn’t wrong to fight for you. I was dumb to ever think that it’d be wrong to fight for you,” Drew states.

“Persephone,” you whisper.

You haven’t stopped crying and the yelling only made your voice more faint. Your breathing wasn’t even, and you felt that you might pass out.

“I swear there’s nothing between me and her. I do have her number-“

“Get out!” You interrupt.

Standing up, you go to open your front door for him.

“No! It’s not like that!” You stop in your tracks before you could get to the door.

“You keep saying that, but I’m not believing it,” you say back.

“I only gave her my number because she wanted me to text to let her know that everything went well, and that we are back together. Please, y/n! Please stop pushing me away!,” Drew pleads.

“All I can do is push you away! I know it’s not your fault that I went through my loss alone, but I don’t know how to open up to you anymore,” you try to speak through your sobs.

“It’s not just your loss. You may have gone through it alone, but that was my baby, too. You can open yourself up to me, you’ve done it before. I love you! I love you so much and I’m willing to do anything to prove it. What do you need me to do? I love you, y/n. If being together means not going to Houston and following you to New York, then I will do it. I need you. I can’t live without you. I won’t,” he cries out and it takes everything in you not to wrap him in your arms.

“No. You have to go to Houston. It’s your dream and I can’t take that away from you.”

Drew’s face is crestfallen, he looks like he doesn’t know what to do. He’s lost.

“It’s not my dream without you. You’re my dream,” he whispers against the skin of your knuckles.

“You may think that, but in the long run you’ll resent me for taking you away from the one thing you’ve always wanted,” you keep disagreeing with him.

“No I won’t. I love you and I want you in my life,” Drew keeps trying.

You stay quiet with tears still running down your cheeks. You have to let yourself think about how things would go from this point on if you would just admit to him that you still want him.

“Marry me,” Drew pulls you out of your thoughts with his impulsive request.

You gasp when you see the closed velvet box sitting in his hand, waiting for you to say yes.

The ring box had been sitting heavy in Drew’s pocket, practically burning a hole.

“You cannot be serious.”

“Marry me.”

“No! How dare you think that asking me will just magically fix everything. It’s not fixing anything! You need to leave, now!” You accuse him and then guide him to your door.

“This isn’t me fixing things. I’m not just trying to put a bandaid on your open wound, but I’m trying to show you that I have always known you were it for me. I have had this ring since junior year. We graduate in 2 weeks. You have been it since the day I met you,” he sighs. His voice is dejected and he can’t look you in the eyes anymore.

You know you’re hurting him by pushing him further away, but it was just too much right now. You didn’t know how to be the woman he deserved after you went through your loss, hell, you were still mourning. Every day you cry about the baby you’ll never get to meet, and you don’t know how to ask for help.

“Go,” it’s the best thing you could do for the both of you.

He nods his head, shoving the ring box back in his pocket and walking out your door. He turns around to look at you one more time, but you’re not looking back, and then he realizes that he didn’t know how to win you back after all. Too much had changed.

As he walks back to his car, the ring box weighs more than it used to and it weighs on his heart. He didn’t want to give you up ever again. He needed to find out how to be there for you without actually being there, so you could see that he still loved you.

a/n: This is part 5 of the breakup!!! There should only be one part left and I’m super excited to write it. I hope you all enjoy!

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could you do a rafe imagine where reader is a pouge and she’s working at the country club as a server or as a bust gal and kelce says something about her but rafe secretly likes the reader and he defends her and gets pissed at his friends for talking bad about her or saying something degrading or ojectifyinfg about her and then the reader finds out rafe defended her from topper ?? Bc topper is secretly kind (apart from the fire tbh) and reader confronts rafe about why he defended her

yes i can!! i hope u enjoy<3 i love topper in this fic he makes me giggle

c/w's: sooo much fluff, degrading language towards women, a fight (kinda), out of character top/rafe, lmk if i missed anything!

You were exhausted at this time of day and you just wanted to go home and rest. Your eyes were heavy and your feet hurt from these stupid heels the club makes you wear. You had one last table before you could clock out; you could already feel the warm bath you were going to draw tonight.

Until you saw who you were serving; Kook royalty themselves. Rafe, Topper, Kelce and a few guys you don't recall the names of. You prepared yourself for the longest hour serving these boys.

You walked up to them, a big smile on your lips. If you were going to serve some snotty Kooks you might as well get a good tip. "Hey, um. I'm Y/N, and I'm your waiter for tonight. Can I get you started with any drinks?"

You handed out the menus and you could already feel their stares at your body and face, making you feel a tiny bit self conscious. In the corner of your eye you saw Kelce turn to one of the boys to whisper something and he immediately turned red before letting out a chuckle.

You saw Topper and Rafe make eye contact before Rafe rolled his eyes, making Topper sigh.

"Sure, for me, I don't know about the others though." Topper nodded politely as you smiled.

"Yeah, I'm super thirsty." One of the boys had commented as the whole table (minus Topper and Rafe) erupted in laughter. You were disgusted and honestly disappointed, I mean, how low could these jerks get?

Rafe cleared his throat and the whole table became quiet once again. "Me and Top are going to get some Old-Fashion's. I don't know about the others."

"Make that three more." Kelce added and you nodded politely, jotting it down quickly on the notepad.

"Okay, I will be right back with your drinks. Take a look at the menus, alright?" You walked away with another big smile and as you turned, it immediately dropped.

You didn't necessarily hate Kooks; well, not to the extent of JJ or Pope. You could honestly stand them; sure, they made you uncomfortably sometimes but at least at the end of it, you have a good tip.

"Take a look at those menus, more like take a look at that ass!" The boy had said and Kelce and other one let out another laugh. Rafe couldn't stand it.

The jokes weren't funny and were low blows, they were some of the worst jokes he'd heard in months. It was stupid. Rafe held in all his anger because he didn't want to cause a scene, especially here or in front of you.

He's been trying to make a move on you for months; giving extra tips, complimenting you, asking if you could help with the golf cart. And now all his hard was going down the drain because you're going to think he's shallow and idiotic because of his 'friends.'

The only person he actually liked right now was Topper and that's saying a lot. He felt bad for you as well. Rafe didn't really feel empathetic towards anyone but seeing you put on a fake smile and nod off the joke like it was nothing reminded him of someone.

"God what I would do to take her to bed." One of the boys sighed as the others agreed. Rafe bit his tongue as they continued.

"I'm sure she would," Kelce took a drink of his water. "If you tipped her enough."

"You're right, she's a Pogue. I'm sure she needs the money."

Rafe was disgusted. Is this really what they thought about? "Shut the fuck up, dude. That's not funny."

The table went quiet as the guy turned to Rafe. "What the fuck is your problem man, you've been in a bitch mood ever since we came in here. I mean, come on, it's a fucking joke."

"A joke? You call that a fucking joke?" Rafe started raising his voice. "You're the fucking joke here, dude. Who the fuck says that shit? Especially while she's literally over there."

Topper nodded. "Yeah, have some decency. Y/N's actually so sweet."

The two boys looked at each other before laughing. "Oh I see what's goin on here. You two are acting like you're all above this, above us, so she can see how gentleman-ly you are and let you tag team her, huh?"

"Not everything is about sex, dude. Maybe we actually think she's nice and a human being that deserves a little respect. She's, y'know, a living breathing human with thoughts in case you've forgot." Rafe was seeing red and he was about to throw a punch before Topper kicked his leg.

"What, dude? It's true." Rafe looked at Topper before he sighed.

"Let's just finish the drinks and then we can go, alright?" Topper was trying to calm things down and Rafe took a deep breath before nodding.

You had come back with all the drinks on a platter. You felt the shift in energy, it was a lot more tense now than it was. "Alright, have you guys figured out what you guys wanted to eat?"

You passed out the drinks.

"That would be it, can you uh, get the check please?" Rafe's voice was much softer and politer than usual and you nodded. You appreciated the manners; you don't see a lot of that in the country club.

"Okay, sure. I will be right back with the check." You smiled at him and his cheeks turned a little red as he turned away. Topper noticed this and was a little confused.

Rafe had never mentioned liking you in anyway. He was now wondering if he had just started liking you or if this was something that's been happening for a while now.

"Okay, Kelce, how much would you pay me if I went up to her and asked her out on a date?"

"Nothing, dude. You'll be getting the award, why would I have to pay?" Kelce responded, drinking a little of his drink.

Rafe flared his nostrils as he kept in his anger once again. He didn't want to blow up again, people were already staring.

"Dude, you won't do it." The other guy laughed. "You're a fuckin pussy."

"There's no way she'll say yes." Kelce added.

The other guy rolled his eyes, "How much do you wanna bet?"

Kelce laughed, "100$ easy, dude."

He laughed, "Okay, I'll be a 100$ richer."

"You're definitely going to lose that 100, man."

You came back and put the check down with a small smile. "Is that all boys?"

"Yes." Rafe quickly said, taking the check and putting his card in. The others exchanged looks. Before you could away, the boy had started to say something.

"Y/N, right?" He looked at your nametag then to your low V-cut shirt before looking back at your face. "I was wondering if you could let me take you out later this week, maybe... Saturday? I'm havin a big party, I'd just love for you to come."

Rafe was angry he felt like his eyes were going to bulge out of his eyelids as he stared daggers at the guy.

You stood there, a bit shocked. There were a few seconds before you could respond. "I would love to. But uh, I'm already dating someone."

"Really?" Topper looked confused, you'd never mentioned one. You glared down at him before smiling and nodding. Rafe felt like his world had come crashing down. You had a boyfriend?

"Yup, JJ. Two months!" You said dramatically. "Sorry... About that."

The guy looked pissed, turning away from you. "You weren't even that pretty anyway." He muttered.

Your eyes widened and immediately took that as your que to leave, walking away. "Okay.."

Rafe quickly got up after you, taking out his wallet and taking out a 20$, handing it to you.

Your eyes had widened at how much he was tipping. "Whoa, are you sure?"

"Very. My friends were douches to you and I apologize. I don't even know the other two dudes' names."

You laughed, the first real genuine laugh you've had all day. It was a like breathe of fresh air. "Me neither, but I can't take this, that's so much." You pushed away the money.

He rolled his eyes. "Yes, you can." He put it in the pocket in your shirt before sighing. "Enjoy the rest of your night."

He walked away to the rest of his friends and you smiled at the nice gesture. Rafe, despite the opinion of your friends, was actually kinda sweet. I mean, he was sure as hell better than the rest of his friends (minus Topper).

"Dude, that took you long enough." You heard one of them groan.

"Shut up." You heard Rafe reply as you smiled to yourself. You immediately shook away the smile, sighing. Why was the Kook prince making you smile? Wow, you were in desperate need of a bath and a good meal, 8 hour shifts aren't your strong suit.

You were surprised and confused at Topper's words.

"Yeah, he was like, genuinely pissed. I've never seen him that mad and that's saying a lot."

Your eyebrows were furrowed, "Wait, wait. So he defended me?"

Topper looked at you like it was the most obvious thing of all. "That's what I've been saying for the last half an hour, have you been listening?"

You rolled your eyes at Topper's unnecessary sassiness, "Yes, Top, it's just been really hard to process."

"What's hard about it? Rafe has literally never had a soft spot for anyone except Wheeizie, like ever. And he's rich. He can spoil you and you're literally set for life-"

"Whoa, okay." You started laughing. "Let's not go that far. I am not marrying Rafe Cameron." ok girl...

"Okay but think about it." He smiled. "We could be like kinda related. If Sarah marries me... or if Rafe considers me a best friend, I could be like your brother-in-law."

You started laughing harder, "Sarah's not marrying you."

He didn't look too amused by that. "Okay, shut up, seriously. Rafe likes you."

The more you imagined his face and his smile, his dad outfits and the way he literally is an asshole to everyone except you, the more hot your face felt.

Topper smiled as he playfully pushed your shoulder making you laugh. "He's cute."

"Cute? Don't call say that to his face, he'll get all flustered and then roll his eyes."

You already imagine his face, making you laugh a little harder. "Okay, okay. If... if I were to like him back, how would I approach him?"

Topper sighed, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Okay, uh. Maybe just talk to him and flirt before he asks you out."

"That's so obvious-"

"He tipped you a 20 last night and you're worried you're making it obvious? Are you serious?"

You rolled your eyes. You reminded yourself to talk to Topper about his attitude problem later because it's getting a bit much. "Okay. Fine. I will."

Other than being a waitress at the country club, some days they put you on the Beverage Cart duty. It was probably because they were short in staff that day but honestly you didn't mind. You'd rather be out on the golf course then cooped up in the restaurant. You also get double the tips than you would inside.

Plus, you had a cute golf outfit on with the cute visor; you felt like a true Kook.

As you were going around, selling drinks, you saw Topper and Rafe. Of course they were going to the club today; it was nice Saturday afternoon. You face palmed yourself. You already knew what Topper was going to do.

Topper saw you as well, a smirk forming on his lips. "Rafe, uh. Remember Y/N?"

Rafe felt himself blush at the mention of you. He shook it off, nodding. "Uh, yeah. Doesn't she work here?"

"Yep. Also, I was uh, talkin to her the other day and she called you cute."

Rafe's mouth flew open as he whipped his head towards Topper. "What?"

Topper smiled. "Yeah, she called you cute. Like, really cute. She was blushing and shit."

Rafe smiled and he didn't even feel it. "Wait, seriously?"

"Yeah, dude. And, oh! Speaking of the devil, there she is."

Rafe's eyes widened as he looked over at you and shook his head. "Oh, uh."

"I know you like her, man." Topper added as he looked to Rafe.

He shook his head. "No, I don't like her. I think she's cute."

Topper rolled his eyes. "And you blush around you, you stumble over your words, you tip her real good. You were practically on the floor kicking your feet in the air and blushing when I told you she said you were cute."

Rafe frowned at Topper's wording and before he could protest, he started pushing Rafe towards the cart. "Dude, hold on."

"Ask her out, man."

"Not now, dude, I've been plotting for months now, I can't just-"

"Dude, do you trust me?" Topper stopped and looked dead in the eyes.

"No." Rafe stated before Topper rolled his eyes for what seemed to be the fifty-th time that day.

"I don't care, now come on." He pushed Rafe towards the cart before grabbing the back of his collar, making him walk towards you. If this was any other situation, Rafe would've landed a punch to Top's jaw but he didn't wanna scare you off, so he kept his cool.

You stared the two as they approached the cart. They seemed too... normal. They were both smiling and you felt like they were plotting. You know for a fact that Topper is.

"Hey."

"Hi." They both said in union, making Rafe look back at Topper, furrowing his eyebrows.

"What can I get you two?" There was unnecessary awkwardness between the three of you as they both looked at each other.

"Two... sodas."

"Sodas?" You looked assumed. Were they 12?

Topper looked back at you. "Yes."

As you reached for the cooler, you heard Topper make an 'O' sound. You turned around.

"Oh shit. I forgot my wallet, I will be right back. Rafe, you stay here and get us the sodas, alright?"

Rafe looked back with his teeth gritted, a warning to Topper. "Topper."

He shrugged. "I'll be right back." He jogged away as you and Rafe made eye contact.

You knew that he knew what you had told Topper. And then, Rafe realized the same thing. He didn't know what Topper had told you but he just hopes it wasn't too embarrassing.

"Um. I never asked but um, what sodas do you want?"

"Ginger ale. I'm pretty Topper wants something girly like Diet Coke or something like that." Rafe mumbled the last part but you heard it. You let a horrendously loud laugh because you knew Topper would get a Diet Coke.

You suddenly felt embarrassed but it melted as you heard Rafe's small laugh as well. Butterflies filled your stomach as you heard him.

"Okay, then. One ginger ale and uh... a Diet Coke." You laughed a little after, making Rafe smile.

As you handed him the Ginger Ale, your hands touched and you felt like your face was on fire. You quickly pulled away.

"Hey, uh..." Rafe started. "Did Topper say anything about me?"

"In what way?"

"Um, I don't know... something involving you?" Rafe inquired as you smiled.

"Did he say anything to you about me?"

"Maybe." He dragged out the 'e' sound as you rolled your eyes at him playfully.

"Topper may have mentioned a few things about you. But they weren't bad. They were actually a little... admiring to hear."

He went red as he looked down at his feet. "Topper just loves to run his mouth."

You nodded in agreement. "Yeah. He definitely loves to gossip."

He laughed at your wording. "He said some stuff about you, too. It was... admiring, too."

Your cheeks had begun to hurt from smiling this hard and it'd been only a couple minutes.

"Okay." Rafe sighed. "Are we talking about the same thing-"

"Yes, we are. I think."

Rafe was going to have to push all his pride and ego just this time. "I think that you're really pretty... and if you're not with JJ, I'd love to take you out on a date."

You had forget he heard that part. "I'm not with JJ."

"Okay, then what do you say?"

"Yes, Rafe." You smiled at him and he swore his heart did a little flip at the sound of that.

"Okay," he sounded breathless.

You then turned in your cart, looking for a piece of paper and your pen. You found one and then wrote down your number. You turned back and handed it to him. "Text me and then we can sort out the details, okay?"

"Yeah, for sure."

Topper finally walked back, wallet in hand, a big grin on his tanned face. He looked down at the paper in his hand and gave Rafe a proud pat on the back.

"Here's your Diet Coke," you held in your laugh as you gave the drink to Topper. Rafe smiled back at you as Topper opened it quickly and took a big gulp.

"Thank you. I knew you'd know my favorite drink, Y/N." He took out a 5 dollar bill and gave it to you before winking and you felt yourself cringe at Topper as you took the 5.

He and Rafe walked away and you stood there, your heart beating fast as you watched them walk away.

"What'd I say? Trust me, Rafe, I promise it'll work out and look, it worked out!"

"Yeah, for once, dude."

"Oh, shut up."

You heard their argument and laughed to yourself, getting back into your cart to drive to the next course.

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Toxic Relationship - Rafe Cameron

Rafe Cameron x Pogue!Reader

What a toxic relationship with Rage Cameron would look like:

He would definitely be always by your side

There is no "without him", you'd do everything together

You wouldn't even be allowed to go alone outside, not even Figure Eight (let alone the Cut)

Rafe didn't even recognise you before his sister started dating John B, you were always the shy and quite one

Everyone wanted or still wants to protect you because you are the youngest member and have a very soft personality

They even want to protect you from Rafe, but that is something you don't notice

You definitely want to please everyone and that's why you started talking to Rafe in the first place

All of your friends, especially JJ, warned you, but you didn't listen

Rafe obviously has a bad reputation, but in the beginning you thought that every little thing you knew about Rafe before getting to know him wasn't the truth

Of course you were wrong, but Rafe didn't show you his bad side in the beginning

From the start of your relationship, Rafe's goal was to occupy you, he wanted you as his little play thing, his doll and arm candy

At first, your relationship was dreamy. He took you out on dates, met with your friends, even JJ (although they both ignore each other)

He also spoiled you and bought you everything you could think of

After a few weeks, he started to act a little crazy

You weren't allowed to meet any of your male friends, especially not JJ and someday he even forbid you to meet Kiara or Sarah

You do thought that he acted like a maniac, but you didn't say anything because you loved him and you still love him

After forbidding you to meet your friends, he started to buy you clothes, not just any clothes but typical "feminine" and typical kook clothes like little pink and white sundresses or skirts, but only skirts

you definitely thought that he was acting crazy, but you just couldn't say no

he wants you to become this "girly girl" he had in mind

He loves you endlessly but he also wants to own you

He wants to have full control over you

He also have a housewife kink, looking at you while cooking his dinner, just arouses him

You even have a little pink apron

Every time you start to question your relationship, he becomes sweet again. Taking you out to eat in your favourite restaurant while you wear his favourite dress

And every time you two go none of these dates, you forget all the things he's done or said

Between those dates you aren't allowed to do anything, not even leave the house without him sometimes

And if you sneak out, he ignores you for a few hours until you come to him, begging him to look at you and promising him to never ever think about sneaking out again

Of course, Rafe is allowed to go out, without you. And you are starting to understand, he told you a million times that you could get hurt when you come with him

And of course, Safe is allowed to meet his female friends, sometimes he even punishes you by meeting them or texting with them in a kinda sexual way, but you know: he still loves you and he does this to improve you

You are his y/n

Rafe is always somewhere with Topper and Kelce, and most of the time you are sitting in his room, waiting and doing nothing

You often cry, but you also don't want to leave him

You love him

And he (loves) owns you, in his own kind of way

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wriitiing-stuff · 2 years

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Toxic Love /Bucky Barnes Blurb

English is my second language, so pls don't judge me. :)

She/Her pronouns

Pairings: Bucky x f!reader

Warnings: Bucky being toxic, implied smut, nicknames (Sweetheart,..), dumbification

words:465

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She was heavily in love with him, she didn’t even noticed that her relationship was getting toxic. And by that it was like very, very toxic.

Her boyfriend, Bucky Barnes, for now a few months got crazier and crazier every day. But of course she didn’t notice. Y/n was an ordinary human, not anything special in her eyes, not even in Bucky’s eyes.

Although she should have been the most special thing in his eyes.

She wasn’t.

After being the villain for so long, Bucky loved the attention he got from Y/n. She didn’t mind his „villain past“, she just saw the strong Bucky.

The Hero, who fought and who was brain-washed. Not the Bucky who had hundreds of affairs after joining the Avengers and being the hero he always wanted to be.

In this case, Y/n was just like the others who were fucked by Bucky. She wasn’t even the only one, but the poor girl didn’t notice.

Y/n was always the unpopular nerd, the disappointment of her family, the naive, little goose in her friend group, but when she brought Bucky, she felt different. Stronger.

But Bucky saw in her his little fucktoy, being this naive, he could tell her anything and she would believe him. She wouldn’t even asked questions.

He’d just fuck her dumb.

His stupid little girl.

In fact, he’d just keep her around because of her ability to be a good fuck and keep quiet during their time. She would just listen to him, bragging about his missions and praising himself.

Sometimes she questioned her role in his life, but he had her brain-washed.

He wasn’t the brain-washed anymore, it was Y/n who would do anything he’d asked her for.

When the time came, that she wanted to talk about there relationship, he would just shush her.

“Shh Baby, you don’t have to think. I’m doing it for the both of us. You don’t have to question my love for you, Sweetheart. You are my best girl, right? Just too dumb to notice, right? Too stupid to think right and too dumb to make the right decisions. You don’t have to think anymore, pet. You don’t have to do anything, doll. Just let me fuck you dumb, little girl. I know that you want this, right?”

He would talk her into a giddy and floaty space, not being able think straight.

Not being able to see that he wasn’t in love with her, that he would just play with her.

Not being able to see that he wasn’t the guy, she saw through her love blinded eyes.

Not being able to see the devil, that was sitting directly in front of her.

But she was just his toy.

He didn’t care.

I hope, you'll like it!! (not proof read)

An if there are any requests, I would love to write for you <3

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Why do you hate me / part 3 / Steve Rogers x reader, Avengers x reader

Summary: Steve is still the mean captain and not the world saving hero. You don't know what to do anymore, so you entrust Tony with your situation.

Pairings: platonic!Steve Rogers x Avenger!reader, platonic!Tony Stark x Avenger!reader, Avengers x Avenger!reader

Warnings: a lot of angst, language

words: 1.367

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The training incident wasn't - of course - the last one. After all Steve trained you everyday because he thought that it was necessary to "do the right thing".

"You know Natasha, after all I'm the captain and I want Y/n to be as trained and good as everybody else. That means I have to do the right thing and train her by myself, you know?"

In the end you were his subordinary and the other Avengers believed he did a great job taking care of the newest member of the group.

Apart from the dreadful workouts every single day with him, you tried everything to avoid the arrogant super soldier.

He didn't stop insulting you and definitely didn't stop being a mean jerk to you.

In addition the Captain started mocking you every time he saw you in the hallway.

There were some examples that stayed inprinted in your mind.

One time you were making your way towards the living room (after one of the plenty horrible training sessions) when your paths crossed.

"Don't you dare going into the living room. I don't want you there, I wanna spend the evening with my friends alone, without you." You were able to see the anger and disgust in his eyes, but you still didn't know why he despised you the way he did.

On the one hand you absolutely wanted to know why he didn't like you, or better why he hated you, but on the other hand you were too scared to ask him what his problem was.

The other time you were in the kitchen and wanted to get some leftover food from the other day. But guess what? The honorable Captain America was in your way.

"I bought the food, so I don't think you're allowed to take or eat something from it, what do you think, misfit, hm?"

"I'm sorry, Captain."

"At least you've learned over the last few days, calling me by my rightful name. I'm glad you are able to remember at least the little things, weirdo."

In this exact moment you were on the verge of crying, but you could hold your tears back. Despite the effort Steve was able to see your glistening wet eyes and he strangely felt a sort of satisfaction as he saw the sadness in your eyes.

After his harsh words you took something else from the fridge and wanted to sit down at the table but he interrupted you.

"Oh, moreover I actually don't wanna see you here when the others are coming. We're eating together and I don't want you here, you do understand that, do you? I'll tell Tony and the rest you're not feeling well and nobody is going to wonder where you are. A great idea, don't you think?"

"Yeah, I'll just go up in my room."

"That's a good idea, Y/n. Better hurry up."

There were a few other things. For example he poured his drink onto the floor and made you clean it up ("Finally a job you can do and understand, right? Go on, loser.") or he made everybody laugh at you after you asked Tony a question about one of his suits. ("Stop trying to understand things you’ll never understand, Y/n. Let the big and smart guys talk, yeah?)

But still after all those things you didn't dare telling him or anyone else about your feelings because you wanted to show your bully that you were strong enough to resist his machinations.

That was until today when Tony saw you crying on the roof. He wanted to ask you something and therefore he went looking for you.

"Y/n I looked everywhere, why a- what are you doing? Are you crying? What happened?"

Seeing Tony standing in front of you made you only cry harder and your tear streaked face tore Tony's otherwise non existent heart in two. The billionaire was like a father to you. You were even allowed to visit him in his lab after the daily training sessions you had with Steve and nobody else, except Banner, was allowed to do this. Despite the fatherly relationship he had with you, Tony knew nothing about the situation you were in right now because you haven't told him.

"What happened, little one?"

Tony kneeled down to you and looked at your hunched body. You didn't dare to look at him, instead you directed your gaze onto the skyline of the city in front of you.

"You can tell me what happened, Y/n."

"I-I can't, Tony." Another whimper escaped your mouth. Your voice was only a weak whispering.

"You can tell me everything, darling. I won't judge you, Y/n, ever. What happened? Did you do anything wrong? Went anything wrong on your mission with Romanoff and Barnes? What happened? Please tell me, I can't see you like this, I'll start crying too and you know that I normally don't cry."

You couldn't suppress the smile that found it's way on your mouth. Tony was now sitting next to you, he was debating whether to hug you or not.

At first the philanthropist hesitated, but after a few moments of consideration he decided that a hug wouldn't hurt.

"Please, tell me what happened, Y/n."

"I-It's nothing." You couldn't help yourself, but your voice was only a stuttering. "I- I don't kno- know how to tell you, To- Tony."

"Just tell me, you don't have to be afraid of it. I won't tell anyone."

He started getting impatient but he pulled himself together for you.

"Tell me, who or what hurt your little precious and big heart?"

"I- I, you know. I- Ste-Steve." You started sobbing again, but couldn't stop yourself. Talking about the topic only made you more upset.

"Steve? What did he do? Is the training too much? Do you want me to talk to him? If he's too fast I can talk to him, you know?" He started rambling about Steve. "Please don't tell me you're in love with him, don't you think he's a bit too old for you?"

"Tony st-"

"If you're in love with him, Y/n, I will-"

You interrupt him. "He's mean to me, Tony."

"What do you mean?"

"He's bullying me since the first day I arrived here."

Tony couldn't bare looking at you. Your eyes were filled with tears and your lip was trembling feeling so overwhelmed by the sudden outcome of emotions.

"What do you mean with bullying?" He was kinda confused, but you weren't able to see that because he hugged you even tighter than before.

"He bullies me, every training he insults me and hurts me and he calls me names like misfit or loser and- and I'm not allowed to eat with you guys an- and when I see him in the hallways he- he always mocks me and then he won't allow me to- to do things with you. For example when you all went to the mall, he wouldn't allow me to come with you guys, Tony. I- I don't know wha- what to do anymore."

Tony couldn't quite believe what you were saying. After all the Steve he knew was a complete different person.

"Our Steve did this? Our Steve Rogers?" He wanted to believe you and deep in his heart he knew that you weren’t lying, but in the end Steve was the one he knew longer.

"Yes, he- he did all these things and he won't stop, I don't know Tony, I can't." You stopped speaking because you could feel your throat closing up.

"It's okay, Y/n" He held your tight in his arms and stroked your hair.

"It is not. You probably don't even believe me." Your crying haven't stopped yet and even Tony's hug couldn't do anything against your sadness.

"I do believe you, I'll talk to Steve and he is going to tell me the reason why he behaves like that, okay? I promise you, Y/n, I promise you."

"To- Tony you-"

"Shh, it's going to be okay"

He hushed you and held you even tighter, while he stroked your head.

"I will talk to him."

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Hey sweetie! Love your writing 🥰

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Get on your knees then / Steve Rogers x Female!reader

Summary:Your daily training with Rogers took a turn, but you're not disappointed.

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Female!reader

Warnings: dom/sub dynamics, slight daddy kink, praise kink, dirty talk, oral (m receiving), slight degradation, dumbification, age gap

words: 1.463

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You were a Slut for Steve Rogers. Him being your kind of boss and being in charge just attracted you since you were a part of the Avengers.

You were literally drooling for him and that's not even an exaggeration. Every time he would wear his uniform you were already wet for him.

The problem? He didn't know, nobody knew.

In fact you were actually a little bit scared. Firstly, because he was in charge and secondly, he was a few years older than you.

But the situation you were in right now wasn't the baddest. Being the newest member comes with some benefits, one of them was being trained from Captain America himself.

This status quo actually gave you time to look at him several times during a short timespan. To be specific: You were able to see him nearly everyday wearing tight training clothes and that was something you could definitely live with.

Your crush was huge, but you didn't had the courage to talk to him about it.

Why would the Captain America even contemplate to bond sexually with you, if he could have everyone he wants and desires.

So you gave it up and your crush stayed a crush until today.

Currently, you were waiting for him in the training room. Nobody was there because he wanted to concentrate on you since you were one of the newest members of the group and you hadn't had a lot of training yet.

While you were thinking about him and his veiny arms and his very existing and perfect abs the god himself came into the room.

You were torn out of your thoughts when you heard his perfect voice saying your name.

"Y/n"

"Hm?"

"I was just talking about Tony being his arrogant self, when I came in but it's not really important."

"Sorry I was in my thoughts."

"I could see that."

He chuckled deeply. "What were you thinking?"

"Oh nothing much, I was just wondering what we're gonna do today."

Your voice was kinda shivering because you couldn't quite comprehend Steve being this godlike.

"I was thinking about going easy on you today 'cause I figured your muscles are aching since you were always losing yesterday during our fights, what do you think, Y/n?"

You had to stop yourself from moaning when you heard your name coming out of his mouth but you stayed calm.

"I didn't lose every fight, Steve."

"Yes you did, little one."

Your breathing literally stopped and Steve noticed that. In fact, he did know what effect he had on you.

He often had seen you checking him out when he was in his uniform or had seen you looking at his crotch when you were lost in your thoughts.

In the end, he couldn't blame you. It may sound a bit arrogant but he knew what effect he had on women like you and you were one of the living examples of it.

He did find you cute, but never had a chance to talk to you about it.

But right now he knew what the nickname did to you and he loved your reaction, you being so desperate for him.

He had a plan and this plan would work out. He wanted you on your knees and his cock buried in your mouth deep in your throat by the end of your training.

"So what are we going to do today, Captain?"

Steve wouldn't lie, if he would say that his cock had twitched when you called him Captain.

"You are going to throw a few punches and I'm gonna correct your form, nothing too hard."

"Got it"

After around 30 minutes you found yourself pressed against the Captain because he hold your hips firmly with his big veiny hands to correct your form.

"You have to hold your hips more still, little girl"

His mouth was close to your ear and his voice was only a low rumbling.

"I'm trying"

The only thing you were able to feel were his hands on your hips, the firm grasp, his abs pressing against your back and his mouth being only inches away from your neck and cheek.

"You have to try more, babygirl don't you think?"

"I can't"

You weren't able to concentrate on the punches and your form. Steve was blocking your thoughts. You could only concentrate on his hands and his perfect self behind you.

"Maybe you have to concentrate on the punches your throwing, what do you think baby, hm?

You couldn't concentrate on anything else than him and to interrupt the body contact you two had, you took a few steps away from him.

"What's going on, little girl? What's up with you?"

"I- I cannot con- concentrate"

"I can see that, you're being a dumb little girl for me right now. Why not, doll?"

"I-I-, Steve, I- I like you, and I do- don't-"

"You like me?"

Now it was over, he would laugh at you and would leave you alone. Internally, you wanted to slap yourself. You could see the end.

"Yes, I- I'm sorry, Steve"

Your voice was only a stuttering, but you couldn't help yourself.

"Wanna show me how much you like me, babygirl?"

You nodded quickly, not wanting to disappoint him.

"Good girl, get on your knees then, will you? Wanna show me what this little mouth can do and is good for?"

Again you nodded quickly and as you were sitting in front of him and looking up at him you could only confirm that he is perfect.

"FRIDAY lock the door."

You heard the lock clicking.

"Go on, little girl. Show me what you can do."

You started unbuckling his belt and slowly pulled his pants down.

His cock was ravishing, even better than you could have ever imagined. For a few seconds you looked up at him and you could see his glistening dark eyes.

"A little bit faster, baby. I want your mouth around my cock today and not tomorrow. Put that mouth to good use and finish what you've started, yeah?"

He patted your hair as you took his cock into your mouth and started swirling your tongue around his shaft.

"That's it babygirl. Exactly how I want and like it."

You started bobbing your head a bit faster but stopped to kitten lick his tip. Only moments later the Captain stopped your teasing by laying his hand on the back of your head.

"Stop teasing, Y/n. I thought you wanted to be good for me."

He emphasized his words by pushing your head down on his cock.

"Exactly like this babygirl, you're doing amazing, sweetness."

He moaned quietly as you were gagging slightly.

A few thrusts after that he had wrapped your hair around his fist.

"Tap 3 times on my thigh if I do anything you don't want, okay?"

You nodded slightly, showing Steve that you understood him.

"Good girl. Relax your throat, I want to fuck your throat, baby. Can you do that?"

You nodded again, wanting to show him how much you wanted this.

The hero in front of you started thrusting fast in your mouth and with every thrust he would hit the back of your throat and you would gag and moan at the same time.

"That's it, princess. Make Daddy feel good, will you?"

You couldn't hold back a moan, while he was referring to himself as daddy and in third person.

"Exactly like this, doll. You're doing great. You're so perfect, perfect for me. My dumb little princess."

You weren't able to think straight, his praising clouded your thoughts. The only thing on your mind was his pleasure and his cock sliding in and out of your mouth.

Steve had to close his eyes when he saw the tears in your eyes and the smudged mascara under your waterline.

"You feel so good around my cock, babygirl."

He groaned your name, when he hit the back of your throat again and looked down at you and saw the tears streaming down your cheeks.

"So beautiful kneeling in front of me like the good girl you are."

After not too many thrusts he came fully in your mouth and let out a deep groan.

"Swallow it little girl, will you?"

After swallowing it you showed it to him by opening your mouth.

"Good girl", he patted your head because you were still sitting in front of him leaning against his leg, "such a good girl, perfect for me, perfect for being my dumb little girl."

The Captain looked down at you with soft eyes. "And what do we say after swallowing?"

"Thank you, Daddy."

You nuzzled more against his leg as he stroked your hair.

"That's it, baby. That's right."

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Why do you hate me / part 2 / avengers x reader Steve Rogers x reader

Summary: Being the newest avenger life, or especially Steve Rogers gives you lemons instead of lemonade. You surely don't know why he behaves like that, but you actually don't wanna ask him that.

Pairings: Avengers x Avenger!reader, Platonic!Steve Rogers x Avenger!reader

Warnings: angst, language

words: round about 1000

part 1 part 2 part 3

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!! I am v sorry, but this is shitty lmao !!

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Sitting at the breakfast table eating your cereal and listening to Steve and Bruce laughing was bugging you.

You actually tried laughing with them, but what did the mighty Captain America do? He changed the topic and now they were talking about the last mission.

And who wasn't allowed to go with the other Avengers on this mission? You, of course.

And why? Steve gave you an honest answer. "Because you're not good enough to fight with us you little freak."

"Y/n?" Bruce interrupted your thoughts.

"Hm?"

Steve was already chuckling at your behavior and you were already annoyed.

"I was just asking what you're doing today?"

"Oh, I don't have any plans yet, why Bruce?"

"Thor and I and the others are about to-"

"Stop, what are you talking about, Banner?", Steve chimed in. "Our little girl is training with me today right?" He gave you a bright smile.

That wasn't planned. Training was actually planned for tonight, but the Captain obviously changed his plans.

"Yeah, of course. I didn't think about it", you played along, "Sorry, big guy"

While most of the others were going to the mall you were locked in the compound, sitting in the training room and waiting for Steve.

You were waiting for two and a half hours now, not knowing what Steve was doing right know.

But the period of waiting gave you time and food for thought.

You did know that Steve only rescheduled the training because he didn't want you to have fun with the others.

Why? You didn't know.

"Misfit, stand up." Steve came into the training room.

"You probably know that I had to cancel my plans today with Buck, but you're going to pay for that right, loser?"

"Right, Captain. Anyways, where have you been?"

"Oh I was out with the others, we had a lot of fun, gave some autographs, took a few pictures, you know all the stuff. Oh wait, I forgot, you'll never be as important as Tony or Wanda. Shame on me, sorry for that."

His words were dripping with sarcasm and you knew that it was his plan all along to keep you waiting while he had some fun with his and your friends.

"You do know that we didn't miss you, don't you? We actually didn't even notice that you weren't with us. But you on the other side probably missed us, didn't you?"

You just looked up at him, too afraid to say something.

"What now, weirdo hm?"

"Nothing, Captain"

"Good, that's what I was thinking. It was probably even better here, right? I mean after all I'm your boss and I do know what's best for our little recruit, yeah?"

"Yes, Captain."

"Good, then let's start with the training. Hope you're ready cause I'm not planning to go easy on you today, freak."

You didn't say anything about it, you knew that he hates you.

5 hours later and you were fucking devastated. Steve and you had fought so many times. And guess who was laying on the floor after every fight? You.

Every time you would stand up and get to your feet you had to listen to his annoying voice.

"You do know that you're not good enough to fight with us right?"

"You're a fucking loser, Y/n. I don't even know who made you an avenger."

"Anyone would do a better job than you, just look at you."

"Not even strong enough to win at least one fight although I'm not even using my full strength."

"That is just embarrassing. My dead grandmother would do a better job."

"You're not even trying, Y/n. Do you even want to be one of us?"

"What are your powers actually, misfit? I don't see anything special when I look at you."

"Do you even have any powers? If yes, fucking use them, loser"

He didn't stop and you had to listen to all of it.

Almost crying you ran out of the training room when Steve was finished using you as a punching back.

After showering and changing your clothes you were making your way downstairs.

You saw Tony and Thor sitting on the couch.

"Hey little one", the billionaire greeted you happily.

"Hey Tony, hi Thor", you joined them on the couch. They were watching some movie you didn't know. But you weren't paying any attention. You had some time thinking about Steve and the training he had put you through.

You didn't know, what his problem was. He was acting up since the day you were an avenger, but he never really told you what went trough his own head. You wanted to ask one of the other avengers, but you were too scared of it. You were afraid that they would stand by him. In the end Steve was their Captain too and they were all friends and you were just the new recruit.

You have been torn out of your thoughts when Steve and Natasha walked laughing through the door into the living room.

"Hey guys"

"Hey Cap", Tony smiled at him.

Cap was now looking at you showing you a toothy smile. "Y/n! We had a great time today, right? You improved yourself today, I'm proud of you."

"Thank you, Rogers"

"Always a pleasure, Y/l/n"

Natasha chimed in. "Steve told us you were so keen for the training, that you didn't even want to come with us and instead just prepared yourself for the training."

You didn't want to say anything against his lie, because you knew that they would believe him.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Nat. Next time I'm coming with you guys."

"If we're not exercising, right little recruit?"

Steve flashed you a fake, bright smile.

"Yes, Captain“

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Btw I really like Steve he’s one of my favorites but I’m just into angsty stuff xD

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MASTERLIST

This is my Masterlist and if you have any requests, send them to me and I’ll try to write something about it. <3

* - smut, • - angst

MARVEL

STEVE ROGERS

Why do you hate me? part 2 part 3 •

Get on your knees then *

BUCKY BARNES

Toxic Love •

SEBASTIAN STAN

Do you still talk to each other? •

OUTER BANKS

RAFE CAMERON

Toxic Relationship

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Why do you hate me? Avengers x reader / Steve Rogers x reader

Summary: Having already a hard time as the newest avenger, the one and only Captain America does not seem to care and shows you his dislike towards you.

Pairings: Avengers x reader, platonic!Steve Rogers x reader

Warnings: a little bit of angst but nothing much and maybe a bit of swearing (LaNgUaGe!)

!! English is my second language, if they are any mistakes, I am v sorry. :) !!

If you have a request, send them and I’ll try to write about it.

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Being the newest avenger comes with a lot of obstacles. One of them being the leader himself, Steve Rogers. Everybody seems to like you, except the World War II veteran and you don’t know why. Whether ignoring you or laughing about you and your mistakes. Rogers can do both.

You were making your way to the kitchen, when Bruce came out of his room.

“Good morning, Y/n”

“Morning Bruce”, your voice was only a tired mumbling. You slept only 3 hours because of the training times Rogers had put you in.

“How did you sleep?”

“Not well, I only slept for a few hours.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know, I just couldn’t sleep. Maybe a bad dream.”, You did know why, but you didn’t wanna tell him. The bickering and snickering Rogers always does is one thing, but you didn’t want the earth’s mightiest heroes to incite against each other just because of their newest recruit.

“That doesn’t sound so good, maybe you can take a nap after breakfast but you don’t wanna miss it, it’s Steve’s day and his food actually tastes like something.” Bruce started laughing about his one joke, while you just cracked a smile.

“You know what? I like you, Y/n.”

“I like you too, Bruce” Obviously, not everybody thought the same about you.

At first, when you arrived, he just gave you looks. Those glares full of disgust, but he never really talked to you about it. Then he started ignoring you, talked to the others without sparing you a glance. He also started laughing about the mistakes you made. Whether during the training or just while washing the dishes. The bickering started a few days after that. When you would meet in the hallway he always called you names. He did talk to you when you two were alone, but it wasn’t nice or caring, like the conversations he had with Natasha for example. It wasn’t easy, but you were able to manage it.

Going into the kitchen you smelled the freshly cooked pancakes Steve had made.

„Morning Rogers“ Bruce greeted him and Steve flashed him with a bride smile full of happiness.

„Morning Bruce“

The mighty hero ignored you, Bruce didn’t mind but did think that it was kinda odd.

„Morning“ Your voice was, again, only a mumbling.

“I was able to smell your breakfast in my room, Cap. This beautiful smell practically woke me up.” Bruce compliments him, but you didn't get Steve’s reply because you were thinking about your training last night.

Steve was also there. Bothering you with being his smart ass self. Obviously, you didn't tell him that, you were too afraid of the consequences.

“You have to punch harder and faster, Y/n. If I were your opponent in a fight, I would have brought you down in nothing more than 5 seconds. If you want to be an avenger, and it doesn't look like it at all, you have to try harder. I’m not letting you go until you get one right hit, understand?”

“Yes, Cap”

“It’s Captain for you, recruit. Only my friends get to call me Cap.”

“Yes, Captain.”

“Now try harder, misfit.”

“Yes, Captain.”

He bothered you until 5 am, until you were finally allowed to go to sleep. Funnily enough, your training today was also at midnight. What a life.

You were torn out of your thoughts because Bruce’s loud laugh. “You're too funny, Cap.”

After a few seconds Steve turns to you. “I don’t have any left over pancakes for you, I’m sorry. Thought I made enough, but you and Bruce were the last ones to come downstairs. Breakfast was just enough for Bruce.”

And there it was, his glare and his mean words.

Bruce interrupted Steve. “You can have something from me if you want to.”

“Oh no, it’s okay. I’m just gonna eat some cornflakes, don’t worry.”

You were craving for pancakes. Firstly, because everybody raves about his pancakes. Secondly, Steve was the reason you hadn't had any lunch or dinner yesterday. Why? Because he thought it was a good idea to let you train in a simulation until 11 pm. Your training started shortly after that and when your training was over, everything you did was sleep.

“I’m sorry, Y/n.”

You knew that he didn't mean it. But you were used to it.

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Do you still talk to each other? Sebastian Stan x Fem!reader

Summary: Seb is a guest of Jimmy Kimmel and gets asked whether the two of you still talk to each other sometimes or not. (You and Seb were together for almost 6 years until Seb broke up with you due to personal reasons.)

Pairings: Sebastian Stan x reader

Warnings: maybe some angst, but nothing to worry about

!! English is not my first language, so be aware of any mistakes :)) !!

italics = flashbacks

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Seb and Jimmy Kimmel were talking about some filming stuff until Jimmy asks this one question. “So you probably knew that this question will be asked, because we have all heard of your horrible break up with y/n a few weeks ago, but have you talked to her since then?”

At first, Sebastian freezes like he was hit by a train, but then starts to gather his thoughts. Seb and you were the only ones, who knew about your real break up reason. But it seemed like his fans knew the reason, too.

When the news hit twitter, tumblr, instagram and the news a few weeks ago both of you didn't expect this reaction. A lot of the fans were rather happy seeing that the two of you broke up. They didn't like you. Why? Because, there weren't any particular reasons for their dislike towards you.

Seb obviously didn't love you enough. You are a young teacher and when you came home on this day you had already noticed that something felt extremely wrong. He hadn't texted or called you the whole day, leave alone giving you a kiss in the morning.

Opening the door to your shared apartment you already felt something was wrong. You were not smelling the freshly cut onions or the smell of fresh flowers. There was noting but silence.

Wondering what exactly is going on, you made your way towards the kitchen seeing Seb sitting there. “What’s going on, Seb?” You were asking quiet, afraid of what’s coming next.

“You know, Y/n. I was thinking. Today while we were filming this scene I thought about our relationship.”

“And?”

“I don’t think I can do this anymore, Y/n.”

“What?”

“You know, I- I. don’t even know why. It’s been in my head for a long time now. Sometimes I doubt that you are the person I want to spend the rest of my life with. And when I was filming this flirting scene with my co-star today I realized it.”

“What did you realize, Seb?” You were now crying, you just couldn't hold back your tears. “I thought you want to marry me and be the father of my children? Aren't these the words you said back then?!”

“Yeah, backt then, Y/n. Time changes and I can't do this anymore.”

“Does that mean you are in love with your co-star? What’s her name again? Samantha?”

“No, Y/n. I am not in love with her, she just helped me realizing it.”

“Yeah of course, and what do you think I am, huh? Stupid or dumb, tell me Sebastian!.” You were now sobbing, normally you wouldn't have cried, because you were a pretty strong women, but you gave Sebastian everything. And you were slowly realizing that all this begging won't do anything.

“I don’t think anything like that, Y/n. But sometimes two people are not made for each other. I know I told you something else during our relationship. But I just don’t love you anymore.”

“Oh wow, you- you just don’t love me anymore?” You were practically screaming at this point. Sebastian on the other side looked like a frightened dear in the lights. “After 6 fucking years? Unbelievable”

For you everything was said. Storming into your shared bedroom, packing a few things for the night ( so that you could spend it over at your best friend’s house) you calmed down a little. Still not believing anything your now ex boyfriend had said a few minutes ago.

He came into your shared bedroom.

“Y/n, I’m sorry, I know it is the worst way of breaking up with someone, I’m sorry.” He sounds rather calm, but you didn't think a lot of it.

“You don’t have to be sorry, Sebastian. You know, I’ll still love you, maybe we can talk about everything in a few weeks from now on. Feelings cannot be changed. It’s okay.”

Not resisting your feelings, you allow yourself one last hug, until you let go forever.

“Sebastian?”

The actor was lost in his thoughts. “Hm?”

“I asked whether you talked to her or not?”

“No, we didn't talk to each other. But we also don’t have to, I think. We talked about everything, when we broke up.”

“Oh is that so, that's very mature. Drawing a clear line after a relationship.”

“Yeah I think so, too.” The MCU-actor was shifting in his seat, already knowing the next question.

“Your new film is pretty crazy and cool I must say.”

“Thank you, Jimmy.”

“But there is still one question I want to ask you, and I bet your fans want to know, too.”

“Hm, what is it?”

“You know, during your last periods of filming we saw you and your co-star Samantha often together during breaks, I don’t want to be rude, but is there maybe something going on between you and Samantha?”

“It’s actually not official yet, but I definitely like being around her and spending time with her, and she is the most beautiful women I’ve ever met. It’s not official yet, like I said before, but there is definitely something going on between us.”

“Great news Sebastian, I wish you only the best!”

He knew that you were watching. He knew that you were sobbing by now, seeing him being happy again.

His words broke your heart and you realized that you'll never going to talk about the things that happened between the two of you.

You were broken.

!! This was not proof read!!

Hope you liked it!!

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