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[anglbunny]

Safe word ♡ ryomen sukuna

cw: smut mdni, use of safe word, soft sukuna, based on this request

You’re not sure how long he’s been fucking you. Time’s gone blurry—melted into moans and muscle spasms, fingers digging into sheets, your body arching under his like instinct.

You're soaking wet. Wrung out. Shaking. And still, Sukuna doesn't stop.

"Look at you," he pants, watching the way your tits bounce with every brutal thrust. "All fucked dumb and you’re still takin' it like a good little slut."

Your mouth drops open—another moan spilling out, high and wrecked. Your thighs tremble on either side of his hips, limp now from being held up so long. You can barely move.

But you love it. Every second.

You were made to be spoiled like this. A princess, built to be touched, worshipped, ruined.

He presses his palm over your belly, smirking when he feels the outline of his cock moving inside.

“Such a perfect fucking body,” he growls. “Takes me so well. You were made for this, weren’t you? All mine.”

You nod. Nodding feels easier than speaking.

Your body jerks with the rhythm of his thrusts. Your wrists are pinned above your head. His other hand is tangled in your hair, tugging just enough to make your eyes water.

But suddenly—it’s too much.

The moment creeps up fast. You’ve come too many times. Your body can’t handle more.

Your lips move without thinking—

“Rose.”

Your safeword.

Sukuna freezes.

Immediately.

Silence.

His hands loosen. His hips pull back. The feral, dominant glint in his eyes is gone in an instant—replaced by something soft. Something vulnerable.

"Shit—hey, hey." His voice lowers, gentle. Concern slipping into every syllable. “You okay, sweetheart? Look at me.”

You blink up at him. Overwhelmed, but safe. Still gasping.

“I-I’m okay. Just… needed to stop.”

His hands are already moving. Untying your wrists. Stroking your cheeks. His lips kiss your forehead, then your shoulder, then your temple.

"Good girl,” he whispers. “You did so good telling me. So proud of you.”

He grabs a blanket, covers you up, and lies beside you—pulling you against his chest like you're made of glass.

His voice is softer than you’ve ever heard it.

“You were perfect. You’re always perfect. I got you now, yeah? Just breathe. I’m not going anywhere.”

You nod into his neck, tears slipping down your cheeks—not from pain, but from how held you feel.

Sukuna holds you tighter.

“Next time,” he says quietly, brushing your hair back, “we take it slow. I wanna hear those pretty sounds without hurting you. You’re too precious to me, baby.”

You manage a soft smile.

Because no matter how hard he goes—he always brings you back. Always holds you after.

TL: @samm1e13 @syleepy @werfiedeii @mikemsmm @yanderebluelockfan @cyberheartrebel @arwawawa2 @valexqpt @snowsilver2000 @mitsurisupporter @meikstv @ravenbc @mihyas-dieehefrau

A/N: bleh

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butch march for anon! 🔨

[lascvitae]

idk if ur taking reqs but can i plz request niki trying to play games while u grind on his lap

ᝰ.ᐟ katty gonna go say gamer bf niki in my mirror 3 times brb

ᝰ.ᐟ warnings/tags. smut (18+) 西村力 x fem!reader dry humping (kinda) riding size kink 18O3wc degradation praise kink (if you squint) creampie (use condoms!!!) squirting overstimulation pet names (baby, pretty face/pretty girl), niki is possessive n a lil mean ───── ꒰ 𝓿ault. ꒱

“NIKI.” YOU MURMUR AGAIN, VOICE low and syrupy sweet. your hips move in slow circles on his lap.

his breath catches. he doesn’t look at you, eyes locked onto the screen in front of him like it’s the only thing keeping him in reality. but you can feel how hard he is under you.

you shift again, dragging yourself across the thick bulge in his sweats like you’re starving for friction. and maybe you are.

“i can feel you throbbing.” you whisper, letting your fingers trail up his stomach under his shirt. “you like when i grind on you like this, baby?”

he doesn’t answer. not with words, at least. his head tips back slightly, jaw clenched tight. his hand on the mouse twitches.

you hum, satisfied. you lean back just enough so he can feel every inch of your heat through the lace, slick and already soaking through, smearing over the fabric of his sweats every time you roll your hips again.

“you’re gonna cum in your pants before you even touch me. poor baby can’t even focus, can you?” you tease, kissing up his neck with a giggle.

“stop.” he mutters, but it’s weak. your nails trace lightly over his chest. “but you’re so hard for me.”

you push your hips down, grinding just right until you feel him jerk under you.

“fuck.” he chokes out, one hand flying to your waist. “you wanna get fucked right here?”

“please. can’t wait anymore.” you whisper, lips brushing his.

he pushes the headset off his head, finally grabbing your thighs with both hands and groaning. he shoves his sweats down just enough to free his cock, already leaking at the tip. you suck in a breath at the sight of it, cunt fluttering.

he smirks. “what? you scared now?”

“n-no.” you whisper, eyes locked on him.

“then sit.”

his fingers hook in your panties and drag them to the side. your slick clings to the fabric and he grips your hips and lines himself up, pushing against your entrance.

“eyes on me. wanna see your pretty face when you take it.” he mutters, grabbing your jaw and forcing your gaze up.

you nod quickly, starting to sink down. your mouth drops open as he stretches you open inch by inch, spreading your walls around him. you moan helplessly.

he grins, catching your reaction. “you gonna take it, baby? gonna let me stretch you out?”

“fuck— niki— too big—”

“nah. said you couldn’t wait, remember? so take all of it.” he says, fingers grabbing your hips as he pulls you down farther.

you slide down inch by inch, walls stretched around his length. it makes your toes curl, and when you finally bottom out, sitting fully in his lap, he groans like he’s about to lose it.

“feel that? feel me in your stomach?” he whispers, voice right in your ear.

you nod frantically. he kisses your jaw and then thrusts up into you. hard.

you cry out, hands scrambling to his shoulders as your body jolts.

“ride me. bounce, baby. make that pussy work for it.” he pants.

you start moving, bouncing in his lap. every time you drop, it’s loud. he watches you like he’s hypnotized. “look at you. taking every inch like a good little slut.”

“i’m trying—” you whimper, voice shaking.

“don’t try. take it.” he says, slapping your ass hard enough to make you jolt.

he grips your hips harder, dragging you down while he fucks up into you, making your eyes roll back.

“you close? gonna cum with me stuffing you full?” he whispers, thumb brushing your clit now.

“y-yes, niki, please— feels so good—”

“do it. cum for me, baby.” he snaps, voice tight, thumb rubbing messy fast circles into your clit now.

your mouth drops open and he doesn’t slow down. his length drags deep inside you with every bounce, stretching you open so good your body jerks with every thrust. he’s not letting you set the pace anymore, fucking up into you while keeping you in his lap like you’re his favorite toy.

your body seizes up, orgasm ripping through you. your legs tremble, nails digging into his shoulders, cunt gushing around his cock.

“fuck— baby— shit, look at that.” he pants, watching your slick squirt out, wetting his sweats and dripping down his balls.

you’re gasping, hips twitching as he keeps fucking you through it. he thrusts up once and spills into you with a low, strained groan. he keeps you full, not even pulling out as you feel his cum deep inside of you.

and then his headset mic flicks back on.

“yo, sorry. my bad. lagged out or some shit.” he mumbles breathlessly, still buried in you. his hand lazily grips your thigh and you just blink in response.

“don’t move. you’re my good luck charm.” he whispers while smirking, still twitching inside you.

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[velvetjump]

black forest graphics !!

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I LOVE HER !! im still trying to get her, i got wedding cake cookie in my first 10 tens though <33

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TY FOR THE REQUEST ANON!! after i get the others done i will make an info/pin post <33

[angelluvsrafe]

just a bet

- based on this request

rafe had been distant, he’d went from seeing you very often to barely responding to you. you guys weren’t the closest but you still saw him a lot and you really liked him.

therefore, you decide to let him do his thing when you realise he’s being distant. you didn’t want to ruin this.

you were working at the country club in the afternoon when you see topper, rafe’s friend.

“hey topper” you smile and start making him the usual drink he orders.

“hey. how you doing?” he smirks, leaning against the bar.

“yeah, okay. you heard from rafe recently?” you look up at him from the drink. doesn’t hurt to ask, right?

“yeah, went golfing with him this morning” he replies casually.

“oh… did he mention anything about me and him? he’s being real distant” you ask quietly and topper frowns.

“what do you mean, honey?” he tilts his head.

“like did he say anything about me?” you repeat, handing him his drink.

“nah, he got his 50 bucks. he doesn’t need to talk to you anymore” he chuckles.

your heart drops and your chest tightens.

“what…?”

“you didn’t know?” he scoffs. “was it not obvious?”

you shake your head, tears immediately brimming your eyes.

topper awkwardly leaves and returns to the table he was at as you try to blink away the tears.

later that day when you get off work, you immediately go over to rafe’s. you’re still wearing the stupid uniform, a skirt that’s way too short and a polo shirt that’s way too tight.

you knock on his front door, holding back tears.

your heart pounds at your chest as he unlocks the door and swings it open.

“hey, you good?” his face immediately contorts to a frown when he sees your nervous body language.

“are you fucking dumb?!” you push his chest, he doesn’t budge.

“what?”

“i was a bet! you fucking dick!” your tears finally fall down your cheeks.

“baby- i- let me explain myself” he catches your wrists.

“go on! explain why you’d lead me on like this!” you pull your hands away from his grip.

“i do wanna be with you. i swear, baby… yes it started off as a bet but- i want to continue this.” he looks you in the eyes, a firm expression on his face.

“why didn’t you tell me, rafe?” you wipe the tears off your cheek.

“i- well i didn’t want this to happen… i didn’t want you to doubt my love for you.” he steps forward and wipes away the remaining tears.

“you should’ve just told me… i was fucking scared when topper told me. i thought you would- like fully cut me off or something” you sniffle and he wraps his arms around you, rubbing your back.

“i’m sorry, baby… i didn’t know how to tell you. so i just thought keeping it a secret was better for you…” he murmurs, his lips pressed against your hair.

“but i’m glad the bet happened…” he adds softly.

“why?” you pull your head back and look at him.

“well i wouldn’t have realised how much of a great girl you are— and you’re pretty great.” he chuckles, cupping your face with his hands.

you chuckle too, unable to wipe the smile off your face that was once a frown.

“i love you, rafe…” you smile, without thinking about it.

rafe freezes, this is the first time you’d said those three words.

he sees your face slowly drop when he takes a while to answer and kisses your forehead with a soft smile.

“i love you too, babygirl” he chuckles.

-

[adddddiiii]

Damian Wayne Headcanons

You catch him talking to Alfred (the cat) about how much he loves you

He leaves you handwritten notes in the most elegant cursive because he thinks texts are impersonal

He cannot take compliments

"You're cute."

"No. I am intimidating."

"You're blushing."

Whenever he's on patrol or missions, he leaves Titus with you knowing you'll take good care of his beloved dog

He takes you to art museums and spends hours explaining the history of every piece he knows you'll love

You're the only one he'll let patch him up after a mission — he trusts you completely

If you try to sneak out of bed early, he'll sleepily grab your wrist

"Dami-"

"Stay. Jus' a little longer."

He practices smiling in the mirror because he wants to perfect it for you

He turns red when you kiss his cheek in front of his brothers

When you're upset because someone said something offensive to you, he'll awkwardly offer to hold you

"Do you want to cuddle?"

"Yes please."

"Okay," he wraps his arms around you, "Who do I have to talk to? Or punch?"

[moanz111]

Could you maybe do an ateez fake texts where you send them a video of their concert and in the video your screaming for another member and they get jealous👀. (Crack)

ateez reaction to you sending them a video of you screaming for another member at their concert

genre: fake texts/smau, crack/humour (i tried)

tags/warnings: some are a bit suggestive, stupid jokes, swearing, they're all jealous, no gendered words are used for reader, the relationship with the members is ambiguous so imagine whatever you want to

note: thank you so much for requesting and i'm sorry for making you wait for such a long time!! i hope you enjoy this! 🤍 also, this was hilarious to write right after i went to their concert for real 😭

[saosinn]

cam thinks you smell really good.

nsfw under the cut, afab reader!

cam's spit had to be laced with some sort of crack, or some other drug, because you were addicted. each time you kissed you never wanted to pull away, and by the time you did you were light headed from how long you held it. something about the air surrounding him, his confidence- or was it his indifference? it doesn't really matter, but the way he carried himself made you do a complete 180° when around him.

if you thought your sex drive was high, cam's must've reached space. every time you stopped by his spot in the kitchen to chat, or to give him a chaste kiss before you left for the day, he'd leave you breathless and unkempt. there was nothing inherently sexual about how he handled you, but he'd never give you a half assed kiss, that's for sure.

and because of that, here you are, sat between his legs with your back to his chest. his thick fingers were knuckle deep in your cunt, his free arm wrapped around your waist to keep you steady. he always loved the smell of your skin— no, he doesn't mean your lotion or your body wash, he means your skin. the natural scent that emanated from your body, especially your neck and chest, made him drool like a dog in heat.

cam buried his nose in the crook of your neck, taking in a deep sniff, his hips bucking against your backside as he did so, hard cock pressing impossibly further into you. "god," cutting himself off with a deep groan, he licked a slow stripe from the dip of your collarbone, all the way up to your mandible. "you think we can make this a candle, or some shit?" he chuckled, but you both knew there was an ounce of seriousness in his joke.

your legs were kept open by his, fully spread to his liking. the squelch of your cunt was ungodly raunchy, and with how much you were dripping, your next conversation with florence was going to be very awkward. in this moment though, you couldn't bring yourself to care, the only thing clouding your mind was cam. his pace wasn't gentle, nor was the way he slammed his fingers down again and again, but the way his palm incessantly hit your clit made you forgive him.

your skin started to bead with sweat, the red shirt you were wearing sticking to your back like a fly trap. cam pulled his fingers from you without warning, his other arm still holding you firm against him. whipping your head around in confusion, you were met with cam's honeyed gaze, fingers under his nose as he smelled your slick. you were left speechless, face hot with embarrassment.

just as you were about to tell him to cut it out, he put his fingers in his mouth, tongue swirling around the digits devilishly. he moaned around his own fingers, the sound coming deep from his chest. with a sharp pop, they were out of his mouth, a heavy sigh leaving his lips as he trailed his hand back down once again.

"you can give me a bit more, can't you?" it was more of a statement than a question, you knew he was gonna take what he wanted, and you'd be more than willing to give it to him. you shuddered as his fingers slowly sank into you, his spit now cold. with a deep sniff of the crown of your head, his fingers started to move once again. "yeah.., i know you can."

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7/1/25

this is for nonnie who requested cam smut :3 sorry if this sux it was something i wrote in like an hour at 4am :p this one is bootyhole, one day i'll come back to these blurbs and write full pieces for them trust me

[infectedrpd]

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[anglbunny]

BABY!?

♡ Nagi seishiro gets baby fever, smut mdni, breeding kink, based on this req

Nagi never really got the whole kids thing.

They cry, they’re loud, they interrupt gaming, and they want attention every five seconds — like, hello? That’s stamina he could be using on Apex or cuddling you on the couch while grinding events on his mobile game.

But today?

He sees you crouched in the grass, laughing as you help your little cousin build a lopsided flower crown, the toddler squealing when you boop her nose. Your smile is soft, glowing in the sunlight, and you look so natural, so warm, so you that something in him glitches.

Nagi blinks. Suddenly his controller’s in his lap. Game paused. Eyes locked on you like he’s just seen a bonus level he didn’t know he wanted to unlock.

“…weird,” he mumbles, tilting his head.

You wave at him, calling out something playful like “Come join us, Sei!” And that’s it.

He’s done for.

Later that night, back in your shared apartment, you're straddling his lap while he lazes against the headboard, your lips pressed to his neck, hands sneaking under his shirt — and he can’t stop thinking about it. The softness. The image of you with a kid that looks like both of you. The way you’d probably look with a swollen belly, soft and full, just for him.

“Hey,” he mumbles between lazy kisses, hands gripping your hips tighter than usual.

“Yeah?” you pant.

He brushes a thumb over your lower stomach, voice low, almost sleepy — but serious. “Wanna make a mini you.”

You blink, confused. “What?”

“A baby,” he clarifies flatly, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “Or like…a mini us.”

Your face burns. “seish—”

“You’d look cute pregnant,” he murmurs, flipping you onto your back, eyes a little hungrier now. “All mine… carrying my kid.”

he settles between your thighs, pushing your shirt up to see the sight of your bare, puffy pussy, which has him groaning. he pulls his cock out, rubbing the tip over your folds until you break. "baby.. fuck, please... in"

you mumble, words heavy and slurred. pussy wet with need. His thrusts get slower, deeper.

“You’d let me, right? Fill you up? Every night if I had to… till it sticks.”

he presses down on your belly so you can feel his large cock pulling in and out of you. staying buried deep, so when he cums, nothing goes to waste.

And when you whimper out his name, he smirks lazily, kissing your neck like it’s the start of the best co-op duo ever.

“c'mon, babe. think about it.”

TL: @samm1e13 @demiitria @syleepy @chaoslibra @bontenxo @pinkymangacaps @riinniies @samthesimp1 @sapphireluv @s4turnx1 @nevvynev @cookiesandcreammy @rinniebinniebay @ravenbc @kamelika @luvsymai @werfiedeii @mikemsmm @silverwings920 @cyberheartrebel @arwawawa2 @yanderebluelockfan @valexqpt @bigclownshoes @rinniewinnie787 @satorella @mitsurisupporter @meikstv @mihyas-dieehefrau @ravenbc @greekyoghurtwithberries

A/n: i fell asleep writing. its 2am

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[wxwoobe]

twin can i request itoshi brothers and oliver (and others if you want) with a s/o who’s besties with shidou and lowkey matches his freak plz

HELP LMFAOOO OKAY TWIN sorry for the delay ts took me too long doing js three characters 💔

ft. itoshi rin, itoshi sae, oliver aiku

cw. implied smut, shidou🥀

ft. rin itoshi

you’re laughing on the gym floor, clutching your stomach while shidou practically cackles beside you.

“i told you,” he wheezes, “if the dick ain’t making your legs shake like a busted shopping cart, is it even hitting?”

“NAHHH like— if i’m not seeing GOD at least twice, what are we doing??” you fire back.

shidou slaps the floor. “THAT’S WHAT I’M SAYIN’!”

across the room, rin itoshi is losing his will to live.

he’s standing by the water dispenser, arms crossed, towel over his shoulder, fuming quietly while pretending not to listen. (he’s listening.) his eye twitches every time shidou says “cock.” which is often. too often.

you’re his girlfriend. his. the quiet, calm, pretty girl who kissed him under the sakura trees and wears his hoodie like it’s made of gold.

and yet, here you are. on the gym floor. talking about gag reflex strategies with ryusei-fucking-shidou like you’re co-hosting a sex podcast.

rin mutters under his breath. “why the hell did i fall for you.”

as if summoned, you look over and beam. “babe! shidou said he can hear us through the dorm walls. you should be proud.”

rin chokes on his water. “why would i be— what the fuck?!”

shidou grins, lounging on the mat like a slutty panther. “yeah, man. kudos. she sounds like she’s dying in there. real performance of a lifetime.”

you wink. “i was dying. he put my soul in a chokehold.”

rin looks like he’s about to combust. you’re a menace. shidou’s a demon. and rin… somehow loves you both in the weirdest ways.

“can you two stop talking about our sex life like it’s a UFC match?”

you smirk. “why? are you embarrassed or are you mad shidou’s your biggest fan?”

shidou howls. “i’m the president of the fan club, actually. if y’all ever make a sex tape, i call first watch.”

“SHIDOU,” rin snaps, face red.

“WHAT? I WANNA SEE IF YOU REALLY FOLD HER LIKE A PRETZEL—”

“OH MY GOD—”

you? you’re just laughing. because nothing amuses you more than watching rin get jealous and flustered while shidou fanboys your sex life and you match every bit of his chaos.

and at the end of the day, rin will still kiss you stupid. still slam the door behind you. still whisper filth into your ear and prove he’s better than anyone else could ever be.

but not before shidou yells, “BREAK HER BACK!” as you disappear into the hallway.

ft. itoshi sae

you and shidou are halfway into a conversation that would send the vatican into flames.

“i’m just saying,” you start, sipping your iced coffee like it’s not the most inappropriate sentence to ever exist, “if it doesn’t bruise my cervix, i don’t want it.”

shidou slams the table. “THANK YOU. finally, someone with standards.”

your boyfriend, sae itoshi, sitting across from you with his usual dead stare, doesn’t even blink.

he takes a slow sip of his black coffee. “are you two done?”

“almost,” shidou grins, “i was just telling her she deserves to be rearranged like ikea furniture.”

you nod solemnly. “exactly. alphabetized. restructured. dislocated, even.”

sae sighs. “and i’m the one dating you.”

shidou snorts. “poor guy. she’s a freak, y’know.”

“i know,” sae says flatly. “i’ve seen her orgasm face.”

“AND?” shidou leans forward, eager. “she cross-eyed?”

you grin. “tell him, babe.”

sae doesn’t flinch. “she shakes like a broken washing machine.”

you blink. “that was weirdly poetic.”

shidou gasps. “itoshi SAE with the dirty talk???”

“it wasn’t dirty talk.”

“it WAS. you’re blushing.”

“i’m literally not.”

“you are,” you chime in sweetly. “a little pink on the ears.”

sae exhales like being around you two is slowly killing him. he closes his eyes and mutters, “i have no idea why i love you.”

but he does. you know he does. even when you and shidou are ranking moaning styles in public. even when you whisper nasty jokes in his ear at team dinners. even when shidou is fake-mourning your pelvis like “RIP to her spine, she didn’t survive the sae itoshi experience.”

and sae? he won’t say it, but he’s a little obsessed.

obsessed with how shameless you are.

obsessed with how you match Shidou’s chaos but still come home to him.

obsessed with how the freakiest girl alive melts for him, quiet and breathless, behind closed doors.

he’s not loud about it. he just pulls you close when shidou’s being too much. drops a hand on your thigh. stares you down when you say something too filthy, like he’s calculating the best way to shut you up.

ft. oliver aiku

you and shidou are deep into a philosophical debate.

“bro,” shidou says, utterly serious, “if he’s not biting your thigh to keep from busting early, does he really love you?”

you nod. “exactly. if he’s not growling into my stomach like a demon, then he’s just.. lazy.”

shidou points dramatically. “YES. lazy dick is a crime.”

“capital offense,” you agree.

your boyfriend, oliver aiku, walks in just in time to hear that last line and blinks.

“…what the fuck are you guys talking about.”

you smile sweetly. “you.”

oliver pauses. “…am i lazy dick?”

you and shidou exchange a look.

“debatable,” shidou mutters.

“hey!” oliver looks genuinely offended. “you literally screamed last night!”

you grin. “yeah, but were you growling into my stomach?”

oliver blinks. “…should i be??”

shidou slaps him on the back. “obviously. show some hunger.”

oliver looks like he’s reevaluating his entire technique. “wait wait wait— you like that??”

you shrug. “i like a little demon time.”

oliver is spiraling. “y/n. baby. love of my life. why didn’t you tell me you wanted demon time?? i could’ve been feral for you this whole time.”

“you already drool in your sleep,” you say. “i figured that was enough feral.”

shidou cackles.

oliver throws himself onto the couch, dramatically. “i can’t believe i’m being slandered in my own home.”

“you’re not being slandered,” shidou says. “you’re just being held to a higher standard.”

“a kinky standard,” you add helpfully.

oliver sits up, eyeing you both. “…you and Shidou should NOT be allowed to talk unsupervised.”

“we’re like two brain cells in a trench coat,” shidou says proudly.

you nod. “horny brain cells.”

oliver groans. “i’m dating a menace. with a menace as a best friend.”

but the thing is… he loves it.

he loves the way you make filthy jokes over dinner.

he loves how shidou hypes you up like a wrestling announcer when you wear short skirts.

he especially loves how you crawl into his lap afterward, pouting, asking, “was i too much?”

and he always grins, kisses your cheek, and says, “nah, baby. you’re just right.”

even if shidou’s in the background yelling, “DICK HER DOWN, CAPTAIN!”

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