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verstappen-cult · 1 year ago

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# IN A WORLD OF BOYS, THEY’RE GENTLEMEN | MV1 & CL16

summary: people always like to jump into conclusions and you are the internet’s newest victim, the ‘slut playing with two boys’. little do they know, there’s more to the story.

pairings: max verstappen x fem!reader x charles leclerc. content warning: kaia gerber as fem!reader, cursing, toxic fans, tiny bit of angst because i like to make them suffer, f1 grid because they need their own warning. inspired in the song slut! by taylor swift.

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paddockgossip Max Verstappen and a mysterious girl spotted in Monaco this afternoon. This is the second time we’ve seen them in a span of two weeks. We still don’t know who she is, but they seem pretty close. Is Max Verstappen finally taken?

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user01 not paddockgossip calling max’s childhood friend a ‘mysterious girl’ loool

user02 she’s been getting so much attention ever since they started dating

user03 we don’t even know if they’re actually dating

user04 i’m sure i’ve seen her before 🤔

user05 that’s because you have! she was seen with charles leclerc like a month ago but no one talks about it bc they haven’t been seen together after that user06 she’s friends with max AND charles????

user07 is this really max wearing non redbull merch???

user08 the girlfriend effect is real user09 ffs we don’t know if they’re dating

user10 no one’s asking the important question here: who is she?? do we have an instagram, twitter, something????

user11 she’s @/yourusername user12 no way she’s THAT pretty

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yourusername tummy hurts don’t talk 2 me

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user13 so this is max’s new girlfriend?

user14 shes one of us.

user15 SHE LIKES MAX VERSTAPPEN AND LANA DEL REY? SHE’S JUST LIKE ME FR

user16 and she has stomach issues too. it’s like looking at myself in a mirror

charles_leclerc but i was omw with some goddies, what do i do now?

yourusername tummy don’t hurt anymore 🥺

user17 i didn’t know charles and y/n were that close

user18 girl haven’t you seen the photos? user17 WHAT PHOTOS

maxverstappen1 i won’t say i told you so but i told you so.

yourusername you’re no fun at all

user18 oh to be y/n and have not one but two formula 1 drivers flirting with me in the comments

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yourusername book nerds! 📚 we have some really exciting changes coming for our book club in the next couple of weeks — but in the meantime, i want to share that the incredible @/lauradern will be joining us to talk about “honey, baby, mine”, a collection of conversations between laura and her mom… grab a copy and join us next thursday!

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ana_d_armas This is amazing! 👏👏 can’t wait to join you and know more about this amazing book.

user19 Reading now!

user20 is that-is that really max verstappen?

user21 max verstappen? like as in formula one champion max verstappen? THAT ONE?

user22 what is max doing with her?

user23 do u think he knows about what’s going on with her and charles? think about your gf cheating on your face with your so called ‘friend’ user24 he has to know otherwise that’s pretty sad. user22 think about your gf cheating on you with your friend and having to see that friend every weekend… that’s so fucking awkward!

user25 where is charles? you got tired of him already? 😂

redbullracing You said he was gonna join your book club but all I see is Max napping. Bad. Very bad behavior.

yourusername sorry admin i tried!

user26 i need an explanation, like i would settle for anything at this point i just wanna know what is happening with them

user27 stop freaking out! they’re probably just friends

user28 yeah right nobody believes that

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paddockgossip New photos of Max Verstappen and Y/N L/N out and about in Barcelona. There are multiple witnesses that saw the couple ‘very cozy, they couldn’t stop touching each other’ inside the restaurant — this comes after the pictures of Y/N with Charles Leclerc kissing on his yatch just a week ago. We don’t know what is happening, who is cheating on who, but we do not support this kind of behavior.

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user29 this is disgusting

user30 what is this chick playing at?

user31 oh shut up you all. you wish you were her.

user32 WHAT IS GOING ON WHY IS NO ONE SAYING SOMETHING ??? user33 probably because this is bullshit

user34 you don’t know anything. is actually so fun seeing you all losing your minds over this.

user35 I NEED ANSWERS

user36 they look good together ngl

francisca.cgomes 😂

user37 kika what does this mean

user38 they’re sick

user39 she’s jumping from one driver to another it wouldn’t surprise me if the next one is lando.

user40 at this point i think she would pretty much crawl into anybody’s bed

user41 she’s just looking for fame

user42 that’s what i’m saying! just look at her followers now, she gained like 100k user43 oh i hate her so much

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paddockgossip Well, well… We really thought we wouldn’t get any more news about the chaotic mess between Y/N L/N and Max Verstappen & Charles Leclerc, so, we were a little surprised to see Charles’ latest instagram story (second slide) where he tagged Y/N! It’s a beautiful picture but then we have Y/N’s story: a conversation between her and Max Verstappen. So, what do you think is happening here?

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user45 OH MY GOD LOVE OF MY LIFE?????

user46 are they-are they soft launching their relationship?

user47 nah it’s mpossible these boys don’t know y/n is playing with them

user48 oh bestie that is so not what’s happening here

user49 I KNEW IT BUT NO ONE BELIEVED ME

user50 what the actual fuck

user51 she’s such a slut

user52 she’s cheating and she doesn’t care. iconic

user53 i’m gonna throw up

user54 they need to get out of there asap

user55 SHES DATING BOTH OF THEM

user56 OH MY FUCKING GOD SHES DATING BOTH OF THEM. SHES DATING LESTAPPEN

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yourusername you really thought you knew it all, uh?

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maxverstappen1 loves of my life.

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user57 WHAT THE FFFFFFFFFF

charles_leclerc my pretty girl and pretty boy.

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user58 THEY ARE DATING??? THE THREE OF THEM??

carlossainz55 FUCKING FINALLY.

user59 LESTAPPEN IS REAL WTF

lilymhe i love you all so much. 🩷

pierregasly you can finally stop moaning to me about wanting to be public. i was just about to commit murder.

user60 i never thought i would see the day where charles and max would be kissing

user61 not only that but also dating user62 in a poly relationship*

francisca.cgomes my favorite throuple. 💜

user63 this is so NOT what i was expecting

landonorris can you adopt me?

oscarpiastri me too, please.

user64 the fifth pic??? i also wanna kiss both of them pls

redbullracing Can we celebrate now? 🥺

scuderiaferrari My house? 10PM?

alex_albon this is such a surprise to me. i’m shocked.

danielricciardo MY PARENTS. 🤩

user65 look at that last slide 😭 they really were destined to be together.

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pricesprettyprincess · 2 months ago

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The roots of desire 18+

Parings:“ex”-husband!price x fem!reader

Warnings: jealous!price, ex- husband price, unprotected sex, piv, oral sex (fem receiving), thoughts of baby trapping, creampie, crumb of angst, workaholic price, right hand man!Simon Riley, use of dating apps, rough sex, porn little with plot, breeding kink, mentions of kids, obsessed price, slight Age gap reader is in late 20s and John is 35. Daddy kink. Lemme know if I missed something

Word count: not sure 🤔

Summary: It’s been 4 months since you gave John the divorce papers, deciding you couldn’t take the stress of his job anymore. He’s not signing those papers and dragging the process out. Price is a man of his word “ till death do us part” and doesn’t intend on letting your outburst continue.

Authors note: I love ex-husband!price so much I had to write about it. Also this is my first story, I’m sorry if it’s bad🙏

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It’s been four months since you starting an attempt at divorcing John price. John has been insufferable, he’s dragging out every step of the process since receiving the papers. You’ve tried talking to him but it’s one sided just him laughing you off and hanging up. You end up calling your lawyer for advice turns out point less as he informs you that “ it’ll cost more in court fees to fight him on this, better to wait him out. But It’s your choice I’ll have your back”. Unfortunately you have to take a loss on this, you can’t afford court prices at the moment you don’t pay bills and are still living in your previously shared home with John you just don’t want to spend unnecessary money. You’re not going to let John ruin the rest of your day though, you pull out your phone and sign up for one of those dating apps, tinder. A nervous swarm of butterflies flutter in your abdomen, or is it guilt. Technically you’re still a married woman, should you be doing this? you let that question halt you just for a beat. You’re going through with this, your ‘husband’ isn’t getting in the way of you finding a new man.

You make your profile using the best pictures of your self that you can find, some selfies and photos you took during travel some that John took . You catch yourself almost using your married name. Old habits die hard you guess. But you instantly match with a man his name is Clark, dark brown hair with eyes to match, slight build and works for a carpenter business, he’s younger than John. A career that won’t have you pacing your home wondering if he’ll make it back home to you. You deeply inhale- calming yourself down as the memories creep their way up back up to the surface. You set up a date with Clark for tonight at a quiet restaurant downtown. He’s sweet, lets you ramble on about your mundane life, indulges in your favorite activities. Another plus he’s not John.

Deciding to take your ring off was the hardest part of moving on, you hadn’t taken it off even when you delivered the divorce papers to his office . Breathing out in a huff you leave it a top your drawer , stepping back and looking at yourself in the mirror. You’re wearing a baby blue dress with a slit going down your right thigh. You hair is in a side part with messy bun, you put on your favorite pair of earrings with a matching necklace , a pair of white pumps and your ready for your date.

As you spray on your perfume the phone rings ,the contact name “ my love J.P” slides across the screen, “damn I forgot to change that” you mutter, weighing your options about accepting the call. Biting your lip- You let it go to voicemail, if he has something to say he could text you.A text that doesn’t come and with that you give yourself one last look in the mirror before you grab your purse and your keys. You just met him and as a safety precaution you’d like to have your own way home.

When you get there Clark is already at the table, when he looks up a flash of surprise pleasantly comes across his features and he hurriedly stands up to greet you. “You look stunning” he’s saids as he pulls out your chair for you “ thank you” you whisper out, taking a seat. The dinner goes smoothly with Clark he listens and it feels like he gets you, lucky he doesn’t ask you about your past love life. You’re not quite ready for that conversation yet. The waiter comes around to take your order. You ordered one glass of white wine and a Parmesan crusted steak, Clark trusted you judgment and did the same. In the end you two plan a second date and part ways at the parking lot. You give him a quick peck on the cheek and thank him for dinner. He helps you into your car, closes your door and sees you off with a wave. A gentleman. The date went by without a hitch very pleasant evening you enjoyed with a handsome man. You must admit that the pictures don’t do him justice, the man was a work of art . Not John but You could get used to this you think.

The drive home is nice and quiet. You listen to your favorite song. Take in the lights of your beautiful city. But like all quiet peaceful things it comes to an end - Another incoming call from your ex husband this time you answer with a sigh “What do you want price” John hums “That’s no way to greet your husband sweetheart” Another annoyed sigh escapes your lips “ how was your date? “ the question hangs in the air like a challenge, a threat. Daring you. “ John-” you try and articulate your words, almost feeling as though you’ve been caught doing something wrong. “ Didn’t think I’d find out love? Nothing gets past me” You just want to hang up on him but his voice- the deep raspy sound keeping your hands planted on the steering wheel. You hate the way he affects you. You hate the way you love it. You finally get out “ I don’t have to explain myself to you, John “. John laughs at that, “cute” he thinks. “ you’re a married woman, out with other men darling. It wounds me .” You look at the phone in disbelief “ I wouldn’t be a “married” woman anymore if you grant me my divorce “ he lets you words and in the air, silence on both ends of the call but much louder than words. “ you look so good in that dress darlin', you know that my favorite color on you “ you blush and nervously bite your lip “ john how do you know what I’m wearing “ that response earns another laugh, one that shoots straight to your core. You’re thighs clench “Ghost, darlin’ he’s the best at surveillance” he’s starting to get you, just like he wants. He loves to make you angry and upset with him. Then he’d swoop in and fuck it right out of you “Listen don’t keep tabs on me, we’re through. Next time we talk it should be discussing the split of our assets“ You’ve had enough of his insanity and hang up the call. He’s going to remember that later

You step out of the car drained from the day. Making it to your porch, you realize the door is unlocked. Immediately on edge but you try and chalk it up to your being forgetful. As soon as you walk over the threshold of your home you notice a light on in your living room, reviving the fear you had previously.“Hey darling” a familiar voice sends a shiver down your spine. One that sends another jolt between your thighs. You turn towards the intruder “Now you're breaking into my house” John huffs out clearly annoyed, he steps dangerously closer to you “Our house, the one I pay for birdie.” You choose to ignore that comment “What are you doing here” his hands roam over your figure down to place his hands on your hips grabbing at the flesh there. A blissful sigh escapes your parted lips. How is he doing this to your body so easily? You pout. You want to blame the wine from earlier . John takes a deep inhale into your neck “ You wore my favorite perfume too, he gets all this sweetness while you’re husband waits for you at home” he tsks at you. Guilt slowly builds in your stomach along with your growing arousal as John brings his hands lower, you don’t stop him- too lost in his touch.

“ John” you warn weakly as he continues to touch you. Kissing your neck and sucking-licking, you whine and grab at his shirt. Then suddenly he steps back hands falling off your waist. “ Well, I’ll be going now, unless you want me to stay” John looks at you a smirk plastered on his face. You want to tell him off, tell him that he’s an asshole and to get out of your house. But these 4 months with no one to satisfy your desires has you acting out of character “ John please” you say weakly your voice betraying you “Please what birdie? Tell me what you need” A light chuckle falls from his soft Scotch-tasting lips “ John please touch me make me yours again, stay with me” With that John lifts you, instinctively you let your legs wrap around his waist. He carries you down to your bedroom “You never stopped being mine lovie” he saids with a kiss you your forehead “I’ll take care of you don’t you worry”

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You're not sure how you got here laying sprawled out on John’s tongue, completely bare for him. Whining and crying out his name like a prayer. A never-ending chant, you’d think if someone were to hear this they’d believe you were a devout believer in the church of John Price. You are. The smug bastard gripping onto your thighs pushing you further on his tongue. “ please- don’t stop I’m so close “ John increases the sped of his ministrations, pushing two of his thick fingers into your sopping hole, scissoring “Bloody hell- so wet love, go head cum for me” you cry out as your release washes over you, a high pitch ring pierces your ears. “ there you go baby, that’s it I got you “ he lets you ride out your high “ he kisses his way up your spent body, you feel something cold slip onto your finger- your wedding ring. A huge diamond it’s truly a beautiful piece of jewelry. John sits up admiring his work. Hickies littering your body, your juices running down your plump thighs, and your blissful fucked out face. John throws his clothes onto the floor, and his cock springs out thumping against his stomach. Hard and angry, it’s mouth-watering. You try a lift yourself wanting to reach out and touch it but John forces your body back down. You whine “Shh none of that love, I’m going to reconsummate our marriage” Your hole clenches around nothing at his words, feeling so empty “Please John” he kisses your lips, and hikes your legs up folding you in half. Then you feel his cock pushing into your entrance. You dig your nails into his back trying to ground yourself. “ Fuck- you’re so tight birdie, ease up” you breathe out slowly letting your body relax. When he finally fully bottoms out, he doesn’t wait for you to adjust his pace is mean, degrading, and demanding. Tears prick the corners of your eyes threatening to fall but John kisses them away “You can take it lovie, you feel so good”. His Hips stop John reaches over to the side table drawer taking his lighter and cigars out. You whine and plead for him to keep going, pressing at his chest . John just looks down at you as he lights his cigar and takes a drag of it, he blows the smoke in your face. You clench around him, “ Daddy please” That causes John’s cock to twitch inside you. That gives Price an idea of how he’ll keep you from trying to divorce him again in the future. He’ll give you a mini version of you. That way you won’t be bored when he’s out on deployment.he thinks boredom is the problem 🙄You should have kept your mouth shut because now his pace is truly unforgiving and ravenous as he tries to find that high sweet release. “ Fuck birdie” John grunts “I’m going to put a baby in you, you’re going to be such a good mommy ” Not registering his words still in your own blissful fucked out world - you moan out his name. “Daddy I’m so close” John lets the cigar hang loosely between his lips slowly puffing out smoke. He reaches his hands down between your sweaty bodies to harshly rub your clit “Give it to me birdie” and with a final thrust of his hips you’re cumming hard on his cock as a pornographic moan leaves your lips- your second orgasm comes down like a wave harder than before. John empties himself inside you and spurts of his cum come out in thick ropes. “ so fucking good love” he sets the cigar in an ashtray on the side table. “ you did so good for me, let’s get you cleaned up” he shifts to pull out you but you stop him and wrap your arms around his neck to pull him in “ just lay with me for a bit longer “ John hums and flips you over so that you’re laying on him without pulling out. He rubs you back and says “ Tomorrow we’re going to call up that lawyer and tell him we longer will be needing his services,” he says with a slight tap to your ass “Okay John” you say with a sigh. Safe to say that Clark never crosses your mind again. John won again like he always does .

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Simon in the meanwhile was deleting your profile off Tinder and informing Clark that if he values his life he won’t contact you again. He’s not doing this out of the goodness in his heart, no. Ghost services don’t come without a Price. He’s got some very intimate photos of you cumming on his captain's cock, some have Price’s thumb spreading apart your folds as his cum drips out of you. “ Fuck- captain your a lucky man,” he says through a ragged breath. Giving his cock one last tug before he releases into his hand with a groan.

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Lemme know what you think!

My first time writing something like this advice would be appreciated.

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saesbangs · 1 month ago

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Could you write about Sae helping you with your college exams 🤔🩷

of course and thank u! it takes awhile to write cause i fell asleep while writing snort but well, here we go!

itoshi sae x reader.

when sae helps you with your exams.

notes: extremely self-indulgent guys im sorry lowkey i need this 😞☝

On your desk, you have your textbooks open, notes clean ready to be filled, your pen scattered waiting to be picked up, your laptop screen light up showing slides of the materials for the exam.

Tomorrow is the first day of finals.

Despite the day being Sunday, you had no room to relax. Your mind haunted by the thought of finals is right in front of your eyes. Mayhap a little bit of regret creeped into the mind as well, griefing over the time wasted which could have been spent on studying. Mayhap, it would had helped you from cramming everything the day before.

Itoshi Sae, your dear boyfriend, was there with you, in your apartment. He finally, at long last, managed to have the weekend and the next week fully off. Precious time to be spent with you, or so he thought.

Even since he arrived, you haven't even stole the shortest glance at him. Your attention glued towards the wall of text taunting on the desk. He realized you were busy, not to be disturbed. And so he took the signal and leave you alone, settling on the couch in the living room.

Few hours passed, Sae checked in on you. It was past lunch time, yet you gave out no slightest hint of wanting to take a break and eat. He left you alone, once again. But this time, he headed towards your kitchen.

No food in sight.

He sighed, picking up his phone. Fingers quickly tapped into food delivery app. With no hesitation, he ordered a bunch of your favorite food. Of course, only the healthy ones. He made sure your nutrition intake was well and nice especially when you were about to face important exams.

On your side, things weren't looking too well. Your hands trembling from the stress, stomach grumbling from hunger. You tried your best to keep grinding yet your own brain seemed to betray you.

Just read it.

Just answer the mock test questions.

Just get it right for once, Goddamnit!

Eventually you found yourself staring at the books, without a thought. You just. Sat. There. Existing. Your grip on the pen loosened up. The noise of it hitting the floor, though, was unheard. Drowned by the noise made by the door being opened.

"Hey, at least eat something," A voice called out to you with every new word sounded closer than the former, "You're going to achieve nothing like this."

As he reached your desk, able to take a better look at you, he furrowed his eyebrows while exhaling a long breath. Not from anger, not from irritation. But worry.

Right there and then, he decided.

Pushing your chair slightly away from the desk, he gave himself room to pick you up. Gently, he gripped on your waist and back, lifting you up. You had no energy to retaliate, the only protest you managed to let out was a cry not far louder than a whisper.

"I can'tー"

"No."

"Sae..."

But he was more adamant, "I said no."

On the couch, he sat you down before sitting himself beside you. The bag of food he ordered on the table, ready to be devoured. With the little energy you had, you recognized the bag to be that of your favorite.

"Wait, that's myー"

"Your favorite, yes," He finished your sentence, "Now don't waste more energy and just eat."

You giggle, faintly, "Haha, I didn't know you can be sweet like this."

He stared at you, as if to question the remark you just made.

"What?" You asked.

Gently, Sae patted your head. It was warm, tender, full of emotion. It made your half-opened eyes fluttered wide.

"We both know I can't help a lot with your study,"

He drifted his attention towards the bag of food, unpacking them, setting them up on the table. Not letting you lift even a finger to help.

"but I'm here, so let me take care of you."

You looked at him, finding warmth and love behind his flat gaze. Lips curled into a smile, first one of the day. It brought relieve to him, one he wouldn't admit.

Sae's presence didn't mean your worry was gone in an instant. But at least, you knew you weren't alone, aren't, and never will. And it brought you the strength to push through not just with the exams, but with life.

Because you weren't alone, Sae was by your side.

#seiraspomegegnate #itoshi sae #blue lock #itoshi sae x reader #sae x reader #blue lock x reader #bllk #bllk sae #bllk x reader #blue lock sae

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beelanddiavolosimp-blog · 5 months ago

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Hear me out. All the obey me characters reactions to finding out MC is a stripper/pole dancer.

(If you don't make a joke about Simeon covering Luke's ears when this is brought up, I'll be disappointed)

Now this is interesting 🤔

All obey me characters reaction to finding out MC is a stripper

All the characters had been assembled to have a dinner and small sleepover at the castle per Diavolo's request. Dinner was wonderful with some minor damage since barbatos managed to feed beel just enough to keep him satiated. It was time to sit and relax and the game truth or dare was brought up. A few rounds and it landed on Asmos he turns to MC and asks them "truth or dare?" Mc thinks for a minute and knows choosing truth is better than a dare from Asmos "Truth" they state. He thinks for a moment then grins "what's one dirty secret none of us know about you hm?" MC looks around and sighs well now seems to be the time. "I'm a stripper" they suddenly say. The whole room goes silent all for about a few seconds. Lucifer was sipping his demonous not very interested in such a childish game until of course MC spoke up and stated well uh that. He spits out his demonous and almost chokes. He was in utter shock and can't even fathom MC that way. Except oh boy he does and has to hide his red face blaming it on embarrassment for choking. Mammon immediately screams out "WHAT!?" he immediately demands where MC works what hours they do how much they get paid who have they given dances too? He keeps going on and on he is just mad at himself for not having MC to himself. Levi is all but stalled mentally. He let out a small squeak and just sits there the gears turning in his head and images of MC like that is just...wow. Satan's eyes widen "what!?" He is just shocked at first then gets mad MC would lie to him then gets sad MC wouldn't trust him enough. He did not go into a tantrum luckily but he looked like a kicked kitten now. Asmos sits there shocked for only a moment before squealing happily. Now they can bond even more! He loves pole dancing. He wonders how much money he and MC could make together. Beel drops his food and stares wide eyed and mouthed. His cheeks eventually tint red when he thinks of MC in such poses. And revealing clothing and well...he can't think much more or he will get too hungry for MC. Belphie immediately is on train with Mammon asking 300 questions and he seems more angry than anyone here only because of how possessive he is of MC. Diavolo suddenly breaks his glass from gripping it too hard. MC? In such a way? How provactive! How... sexy? His own face turns as red as his hair and he tries to look anywhere but MC. Barbatos just sighs and rubs his temples he now has to make sure Lucifer isn't dying and clean up the mess Diavolo made. Though from this new information he does quite like the images he's getting of MC through his mind. Solomon helped in covering Luke's ears yet he just grins smugly at MC "may I request a dance?" He suddenly asks and immediately gets attacked by Mammon and belphie for the comment. Simeon is about to go into cardiac arrest because not only is hearing MC doing such a sin shocking and attractive he also has to rush to make sure Luke hears nothing. Meso just laughs at Lucifer choking and then immediately panics for diavolo and his hand. He will admit he admires MC's boldness for just airing that out to everyone. Thriteen is surprised but now she wonders if she can do pole dancing as well. Could it be a bonding experience for her and MC? Worth looking into she thinks. Raphael is just straight faced but he looks tired of the chaos. Though he can't be too mad at MC for it such a sin is wrong yes but some movements make his stoic body feel something so he isn't too displeased learning this.

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maliciouscottonball · 1 month ago

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Hear me out on the platonic Autobots what if someone or something was trying to break into the little one's House what would the reaction be 🤔!

Surprise Houseguests (Part 2)

Platonic Yandere! Autobots x GN! Human! Reader

Wordcount: 3255

AN: Thank you so much for the ask!!! It’s my very first one!!!! I wanted to write something fitting for the occasion so it took a bit longer than expected. I decided that a second chapter situation would be best to explain because I’m a certified yapper. It's a bit darker than the first part but I like it. I’ve been learning how to read and write in Cybertronian so I know for sure what I’m talking about. 😎 I like to think of the sound of Cybertronian engines as being like cat sounds. There are purrs, soft hums of life, startled silences, and roars and the scientific explanation is that it’s actually because they’re all my little meow meows. This hasn’t been beta read so please forgive any mistakes!

TW: Soft yandere behavior that turns significantly less soft at some points, the home offense system, robot violence, murder, medium stalking instead of light stalking, Optimus loving grammatical accuracy, silly alien robots being silly and significantly more creepy than last time

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Your Cybertronian lessons were going very well and you were learning quite a bit. You were progressing much more quickly than you expected. It was probably helped by the fact that since your mouth physically can’t pronounce anything in the language, you didn’t have to worry about that aspect. You were able to read simple stories and understand sentences with the words that you were learning. It certainly helped that you had a team of native speakers thrilled to help any time you called.

Optimus was especially pleased with your progress. He would wait for your call every Friday evening, the day your schedule allowed you to finally stay up later than usual. It wasn’t like you had much else to do in such a small town in the middle of nowhere. His brutality in battle increased a hundredfold on those days, to the point where after watching him tear apart soldiers with his bare servos because he was angry that he might be late for your call, many Decepticon teams simply refused to fight any Autobots every seven solar cycles. Megatron was not happy but after reviewing recovered battle footage, understood and scheduled accordingly. It was better that way for everyone involved. Optimus was always very excited to teach you the meaning of new words and phrases and slowly transitioned his stories from English to Cybertronian. A former Iacon archivist was probably one of the best language, history, and culture tutors that you could’ve dreamed of. Optimus was an expert and it was the reason that he always spoke so formally. You remember during one of the visits that the team made to your home, he told you, “Even in the face of grave danger, there is always a place for eloquence, proper grammar, and correct syntax.”

You thought that he was joking. He, in fact, was not. He would affectionately correct your grammar and spelling in the messages that you would send him and always encouraged the others to do the same. He kept multiple copies of your messages in his hard drive, as did the rest of the team with their messages from you. Even though they were horribly spelled and sometimes borderline indecipherable in the beginning, they were deeply cherished. The younger and less mature bots would show each other each message before recharging, gushing about how cute and sweet you were, even when you were trying to have serious conversations with them. The older bots denied it but they listened in and found it endearing.

You had started making memes in a mixture of Cybertronian and English and sending them in a group chat to Bumblebee, Windblade, Jazz, and Wheeljack. You had tried to explain why they were funny to Ironhide, Optimus, and Ratchet but most of the time, they just looked at you with the most perplexed, mildly concerned, and very supportive expressions imaginable. Most of the time when you showed Ratchet your memes, he just stared at it for a little bit, patted you on the head, told you that he was glad that you were enjoying yourself, and started teaching you how to do a new type of basic repair on a Cybertronian. Ratchet was good at redirecting you into more familiar territory and the old mech was much more gentle about it with you than anyone else. You’d get the occasional chuckle from Ironhide and Optimus when you showed them but they seemed to enjoy just listening to you talk about anything and everything.

Something that both Optimus and Ironhide enjoyed significantly more than memes was playing games. You would play simple Cybertronian strategy games with them. It was rare that you won and the occasions that you did win were usually based on luck. That didn’t mean that you didn’t enjoy it. Quite the opposite, actually. You loved having them give you tips on what to do next and sometimes you would play as poorly as possible, just to get a reaction from them. You liked the stories about who Ironhide used to play the games with on Cybertron before the war. His voice would get soft and nostalgic. He seemed much more relaxed. It reminded you of how Optimus spoke when he was telling you a bedtime story. You enjoyed listening to Ironhide’s war stories while he drove you around but there was something so calming about his stories from before the war.

You liked Windblade’s stories too. You hesitated to go on rides with her at first because of how much she liked doing tricks to impress you but cruising at a steady altitude through the clouds with her was nice. You’d get much less nauseous that way. She did that quite a bit when she figured out that you liked it. You liked hearing about the titans and how she spoke to them. You thought that it was amazing that she could talk to such massive beings and that they’d understand her. Her perspective on the war was different than that of the mechs on the team and you liked hearing about what she had to say. She was the only femme that you knew and you liked spending time with her once she figured out how to handle you properly without scaring you.

Bumblebee and Jazz both loved goofing off with you. You’d watch movies and TV shows together and make plenty of commentary on the characters. You’d mostly end up laughing through whatever you were watching and making even more memes to go with them. You liked spending one on one time with each of them too. Bee would go racing with you through backroads and empty streets, keeping you buckled up tight as he sped around with you squealing and laughing in delight. He loved hearing you laugh and seeing you happy. Jazz would only occasionally speed around on your drives together. He would get you a treat to eat before he cruises around with you sitting in the luxurious interior of his alt mode, listening to old and new favorite songs with him. You would spend time finding new songs for each other every day and saving them up for when you inevitably went for another drive. You had playlist upon playlist of music to choose from with every genre imaginable. Jazz was who you went with if things were busy and you needed to escape from your worries for a while.

The Autobot team had been in contact with you for eight months before something went wrong. It wasn’t what was expected. The raccoons continued rummaging through your trash, even after the improvements made to the cans by Wheeljack and Ironhide. It had actually gotten worse after a month. You complained about it to Jazz while you were chatting with him on a call and he decided to see how they managed to do it that night while he was on watch. Jazz contentedly watched the feeds of each camera in your house while monitoring the surrounding area. He was watching your leg twitch in your sleep and recording it to show to Ratchet (just in case it was cause for concern, he rationalized) when there was abnormal movement detected outside where you kept your trash cans. He stopped recording you and then started watching the live footage from outside while starting a new recording.

There was a man digging through your trash.

A human man.

Unacceptable.

To his horror, the man went around your entire house and tried to open every door and window.

Something had to be done.

Jazz immediately woke Optimus and Ironhide and showed them the footage. The enraged roar of the Prime’s engine, the blaring of his horn, and the smell of the ominous black smoke billowing from his exhaust pipes were enough to startle the entire team awake, as well as the vast majority of the inhabitants of the town they were staying in.

The team abandoned their mission and immediately started driving back to your house at first light. It could wait. You could not. Optimus had wanted to start driving immediately and not stop until they had arrived but Ratchet had convinced him to reluctantly let the team finish their recharge. He sat in his alt mode and seethed the entire night. He couldn’t recharge. How could he ever recharge in that kind of situation? Someone was bothering his little one. Someone was creeping on you and he and his entire team were too far away to protect you. The flamethrower at the front door was disabled and the rest of the defense systems were made for raccoons and Decepticons. You were defenseless. The rest of the Autobots didn’t recharge all that well either. It was understandable. Trying to relax feet away from a Prime ready to eviscerate a member of the species that he swore to protect is not an easy task.

On the familiar road back to your home, it was eerily quiet on the comms. The only time that anything was said was an hourly report of your whereabouts and activities, plus the occasional update when you messaged a member of the team. Optimus’s spark ached when you sent him a message about how you picked up some of the oil that he likes at the auto store. You really had no clue how much danger you were in and were just going about your day like usual. You really did need the Autobots to protect you.

When the team finally made it to your town after a few solar cycles, Optimus sent Windblade, Bumblebee, Wheeljack, and Ratchet to your home to guard you. As much as Optimus wanted to see you as soon as possible, he had something to deal with first. Ironhide and Jazz were going with him to help handle the situation. There was also the added benefit of you not being able to see him while he’s angry. He knew that his size made him intimidating under the best circumstances and he didn’t want to scare you with how upset he was.

Jazz had been tracking the man bothering you from the second that he showed Optimus and Ironhide the footage. He may be a more laid back bot but that didn’t mean that he let things like this slide. The man was going to hurt you. Jazz was not going to let that happen. If the angry energy radiating off of the Prime was bad for team morale, the cold energy from Jazz was worse. They were used to the mech being friendly even in life or death situations.

Ironhide wasn’t about to let anything happen to you either. He had been teaching you self defense and would always affectionately refer to you as his little cadet. He would only let you use a low power blaster under the strictest supervision but he called it your training time. When you were done, he’d give you one of the treats he found during his missions and tell you how well you did. It was a nice change of pace for him. In his eyes, you were already an Autobot and he was known for keeping his team safe. He was less angry and more determined to eliminate the threat so that everything would go back to normal.

The rest of the team didn’t know the details of what was going on but they knew that you were under threat and the cause was a human. That was all they had to know while keeping a careful watch over you. Bumblebee figured that you didn’t know about the danger you were in and kept you close. He would peek through the windows as you got things from your house and make sure that you were no more than fifteen feet away from an Autobot at all times. You didn’t know why your friends were being so clingy but you were happy to be around them.

Windblade didn’t take you on any flights that day. You found it strange but you figured that she was just shaken up after a particularly bad mission. You were happy to try your best to comfort her and the rest of the team. You pulled up some funny videos that you had watched while they were gone and watched them on a data pad with her while she worked on one of her blasters and you worked on a small craft. You both giggled at some of the funniest parts and you were proud of yourself for making her smile when you gave her the necklace that you made for her. Her spark melted when you talked about putting felt on the back of the pendant so it wouldn’t scratch her finish. It was impossible for her not to smile around you but she didn’t tell you that. She wanted you to feel special.

Wheeljack occupied himself by improving your home defense system. There were going to be no more silly features that allowed you to turn them off outside of an extreme emergency. He sat you on his shoulder during less dangerous parts, explaining the intricacies of Cybertronian engineering to you. He spoke in Cybertronian for some of it and it was clear that he thought that you were further along in your studies of the language than you actually were. You didn’t understand most of what he was saying but you were happy to be included. After a few hours of intensive engineering lessons, he playfully shooed you away when he had to get advice from Ratchet on which weapons system would be the most effective against organics.

Ratchet was surprisingly calm about everything. He gave you a check up and made sure that you hadn’t been hurt while they were gone. He was concerned about the random small bruises that regularly showed up on your legs and even more so about the fact that you didn’t know where they were from. He quickly realized that they were simply from your clumsiness and made you take an iron supplement while you watched him make small repairs on the team’s equipment. It worried him a bit that you were so prone to becoming damaged. He would have to research methods to keep you safe from yourself.

Jazz gave the location of the man to Optimus and Ironhide. The man lived in a cabin much deeper in the woods than you. Ironhide figured that living away from other humans was the man’s only redeeming quality. It would make neutralizing him much simpler. The three mechs transformed into their bipedal modes, not bothering to conceal themselves from the man. They could see his startled face peeking out from one of the windows and Ironhide and Jazz were equally startled when Optimus tore through the cabin like it was tissue paper to get to the man.

He snatched up the man, engine roaring once more and internal temperature rising to the point where he could smell flesh cooking in his servo.

“You dare treat our little one like a creature to be preyed upon?” His voice boomed.

Optimus’s digits were crushing the man. It was difficult to tell at first but the man’s ears were bleeding. The sheer volume of the Prime’s rage had burst his eardrums. Ironhide and Jazz simply watched. They had all lost so much. They had sacrificed everything for their cause. It was okay to be selfish for once. It wasn’t even that selfish, Jazz had told Ironhide on the way back. They were taking care of you. You needed them to protect you from a threat to your life and happiness.

Squish.

Optimus crushed the man in his grip with a twitch of his digit. He then dropped the man onto the forest floor. The man had somehow survived and was simply staring up at the bots. There was a satisfaction in the Prime’s eyes that made the man even more afraid. The man couldn’t hear anymore but he could see. He could see the pleasure that the mech took in watching the life drained out of his body and all he could do was look up at him. Optimus stepped back and Ironhide took his turn standing over the man. Ironhide raised his blaster and glared down at the man.

BANG.

Suddenly, the problem had been solved.

The man hadn’t even left behind a corpse. He was incinerated by the shot and there was only a smear of carbon on the forest floor. Jazz stomped out the flames licking at the edges of the blast and seemed content. You were safe again and he was very happy with that. He gave a friendly smile to the other two mechs. He made sure that all of them were clean of any blood or unpleasant smells before they made their way back to your home. It was important that you didn’t know anything about their methods of protecting you. It was for your own good and none of them wanted you to be afraid of them. They wanted you to still want to be around them.

Optimus hummed a Cybertronian lullaby on the way back to your house. His mood was lighter as he walked back through the woods, back to you. You looked up from where you were sitting with Wheeljack when you heard the song rumbling from in the trees and your face lit up. You recognized the tune when you heard him from the times that he sang you to sleep with it and you eagerly ran up to him while telling him how much you had missed him and the others. That cheered his spark even more. He lifted you up in his servo, listening to you chatter at him and loving every second. He carefully ran a digit along your head and back, watching how you relaxed while he rubbed your back and smiling down at you. It was all that he could do to not coo at your cute behavior. He would never allow any harm to come to you. You were their perfect little one.

You enjoyed your standard routine of learning and relaxing with the Autobots for the duration of their visit. They were even more doting than usual. You didn’t find it strange. You were just happy to hang out with them. You followed them around like a little duckling and acted very sweet towards them, just like always. You were such a wonderful human and they all adored you. The team had to leave after a few days and seemed much better off after their mini vacation with their favorite human. They resumed their regular communications with you and got back to their missions.

Optimus was a quiet mech outside of battle. His tendency to quietly look at and organize data hadn’t changed, even after millennia of war. He was reading a report while half listening to you and Bumblebee chatting over a call. It was comforting and gave him a sense of normalcy. He loved hearing your thoughts and ideas. You were so young and naive, especially compared to them. It was so refreshing to him and his team. Optimus smiled when he heard you excitedly tell Bumblebee that the raccoons were finally leaving your garbage alone. He gave Ironhide and Jazz a knowing look. Ironhide was doing maintenance on his blaster and Jazz was checking over the surveillance cameras in your home. They both returned his look with smiles. He and the Autobots were keeping you safe and they would continue to do so.

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katyspersonal · 9 days ago

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Heolstor might be a Carian in-law, or just a Carian + Ranni tried to prevent his raise too?

So, he has a Moonlight Sword! It is a staple in Fromsoft's games, but in Elden Ring setting, it is a customary gift by a Carian queen to her chosen one

+ not a ring finger, but it reminded me of a ring of purple gemstone that Rennala is depicted wearing (also not a ring finger, funny enough):

So, I wonder whether he also was engaged with a Carian at some point? He is apparently an AU version of The Revenger from Weeping Peninsula whose whole nation got wiped off by Godfrey ( x ), and sorcerers from Liurnia, Carians included, were also enemies of the Erdtree before Rennala's marriage!

I am actually questioning whether it might have been an existing character? 🤔

I was not sure what to make out of the fact that in Japanese original script, Ranni says that now "the night is infinitely far away" besides the fact that 'age of stars' is somehow a different type of the 'night' than whatever it was that she presumably prevented!

But now, seeing that Nightreign's whole poster is an Elden Ring that was altered into a blue version with crescent motives, that Heolstor has Elden Ring inside like Radagon once did, and that he has a sword gifted by a Carian princess to her consort (and maybe their customary ring), I feel like I know just the person that can offer some insight on this situation!

The thing is? The Carian princess in question here is not Ranni, but Renna herself! It is especially apparent by how Lazuli Conspectus sorcerers in Raya Lucaria were already a thing before Ranni was even born, and they wield this crest!

@val-of-the-north explained why the Snowy Crone is Renna in a way more detail in this ( x ) post, but all in all, Renna was long time ago dead and became the four-armed blue cursed ghost herself:

Ranni's motivation is to push the Elden Ring out of anyone's reach as it is the tool to hack laws of nature and people's fates according to your own vision, and allow a presumably more "objective" force (the stars) guide people instead!

But if Renna knew Heolstor, and already was dead from old age (?) by the time Ranni found her, she might have also added something like "Oh by the way there is another guy who will seek to nuke the Golden Order but not for a noble reason that you do, he will seek revenge upon all living after what happened to him, I don't know when or if he will raise but you might want to prevent him from taking the Elden Ring as well :/". So now, along with other things, the Night is also "infinitely far away", because Heolstor did as much as he did through taking the Elden Ring!

Now, I am not sure whether Renna herself was his bride! Could be that, could be someone else but she would still know about him through being family in law. Maybe Godfrey nuking his country even was the actual reason Liurnia became hostile to the Erdtree? The thing is, trolls, close allies of Carians, were traitors of the Fire Giants that sided with the Erdtree during that war instead! A Troll named Theodorix was even glorified as a hero by them. Raya Lucaria soldiers also seem to honor the Golden Order's ways, as they specifically loathe Albinaurics for their "impure blood" and went against Carians because Rennala "was no god, after all" (so, didn't like how divorce effected her). Original Raya Lucaria sorcerers also respect the golden amber along with the stars, as the source of ancient life, as said by Sellen, just that they aim higher for the cold stars!

I was confused, but with the new information, it started to feel like it were Carians specifically who went against the Golden Order! It just meant roping everyone in Liurnia with them too, since they are literally the rulers of the region! And maybe Heolstor's people being killed off and Castle Morne / Weeping Peninsula usurped became the trigger. Something more like 'well when we decided to not do anything about the usurpators we didn't expect they'd eventually usurp us :/'.

At the same time, there is also the whole fact that "night and flame" is exactly what Heolstor inflicts on the Lands Between x)

He must have been in a very close association. Alternatively, maybe he himself a Carian princess that went a very separate way to establish a different territory and country, but the Erdtree could not let someone thrive without their authorisation. -_-"

+ fun fact that might be a coincidence but maybe not: Weeping Peninsula and Liurnia are the two regions where whole settlements tormented by Frenzied Flame exist! A residence of Carians, and a residence of a Carian's consort......

UPDATE: @sahashbelvanie left a comment and:

youtube

Yes, seems like the Moonlight Sword restricts him, it isn't necessarily his.

sjhfshdsh Well, folks, perhaps like 70% of the post is cancelled, it is JUST about how Ranni intending to stop him along other things was foreshadowed XD

#elden ring #elden ring nightreign #heolstor the nightlord #heolstor #witch renna #elden ring observation #elden ring theory #nightreign observation #nightreign theory #Youtube

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another-random-paradise · 7 months ago

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Ok ok so for your Starlight Express requests!!!

What if, for Greaseball, Rusty, Hydra (and maybe Dinah too? 👀) with a reader who is VERY obviously smitten with them?

Like as soon as said character sees reader for the first time they just see reader develop giant heart eyes in real-time

And from then on the reader character tries super duper hard to be around them as my h as physically possible

How do you think they'd react? 🤔

Heart eyes!

Thank you sm for the request, this was so much fun!! Did my best to put some extra love into Dinah‘s part, since ik she‘s one of your favourites! <3

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Characters with an absolutely smitten reader

Characters: Greaseball, Rusty, Hydra, Dinah

Format: Headcanons

Version: 2024 London revival

Warnings: None that I can think of!

Greaseball

-Suuuper smug when you first meet

-At first she probably thinks you're just another of her many fans

-However, you're one of the first to actively try to get closer to her! Sure, a few other fans have tried, but most did too much ,to a point of restraining orders, or stopped after a week, usually finding a new obsession

-But not you. You stayed persistent, while respecting boundaries :)

-she revels in the attention you give her; you honestly need to be careful, before her already-over-the-top ego grows even bigger!!

-whenever she decides she needs extra attention, she'll just wait for you to come around, and goes "I'm so pretty, aren't I?" or purposefully works out in front of you, and she'll fully expect you to feed into her ego, once again (you do) (this is canon, this is basically just "pumping Iron"-)

-Eventually, you become a constant in her life, something, or rather someone, she can rely on to be there, even during the chaos of the races.

-she doesn't even realise that she looks longingly after you, when you do have to go. Starlight forbid anyone ever calls her out on it, though :p

-She really notices this, when you weren't there during a smaller race (maybe you got sick, maybe you were busy racing yourself, ect.). She finds herself visibly annoyed at the lack of attention before the race. Sure her fans were there, but it just wasn't the same. She beat up so many other trains during that race.

-When she gets back to the yard, she just sits there for a while, contemplating. because your missing presence should not affect the champion this much.

-Eventually she comes to terms with the fact that she likes you, and starts to reciprocate your affection ever so slightly. For example, if you hug her, she'll put an arm around your waist!

-It may not be much, but it's a start! she isn't used to caring this much. yet ;)

Rusty

-Poor boy is shocked.

-There are so many powerful and fast engines rolling around the yard - the champion herself is there! And yet you like him? a shunter engine?!

-Safe to say, he isn't used to the attention; it flusters him!

-Every time you as much as put a hand on his shoulder, he turns red and steam comes out of his ears! Every time you hug him, he just freezes in place, as if turned to stone! The first few times you thought the corrosion had finally eaten away at his train equivalent of a brain

-However, he'd be lying if he said that he minds; he isn't exactly used to attention, let alone kindness. Sure, the carriages are nice, but aside from Pearl, he wouldn't be surprised if it's out of pity - not to mention, that it's a nice change of pace, compared to the bullying he endures from Greaseball and her Gang

-Despite how shy he gets, he tries to reciprocate, but he usually ends up making it awkward.. He doesn't mean to, he just genuinely doesn't know what he's doing, he's not used to this level of affection!

-But you don't mind - you'd dare to call it endearing :) and that gives him some confidence, that you won't leave the moment you have a chance with one of the big shots

-He slowly starts to get used to your affection, and becomes less awkward himself! He no longer breaks at every touch! In fact, he starts to lean into your touches, finding them more comforting than anything

-Eventually, he even starts seeking you out himself, especially on days where work was exhausting, or Greaseballs gang was extra mean

-You become a sort of save space for him, someone he knows he can always turn to, someone who won't judge him for being himself

-By now, the way he looks at you has by far surpassed your own heart eyes. You may have fallen first, but he fell so much harder :)

Hydra

-Another smug one, but in a less egotistical way

-After his constant preaching about Hydrogen being the best option, it just feels good to be appreciated for once, instead of turned away!

-...even if technically isn't exactly because of that.. shhh, let the guy dream

- He really just lets you, he won't exactly reciprocate at first, but he doesn't mind! simply takes it as a compliment, and side hug you, at most

-Though conversation are bound to happen, considering how much time you spent around him; no matter if he's practicing for races, doing his job as a fuel truck, preaching about hydrogen, or simply taking a break, you are almost always around the corner

- Turns out you two actually have a lot in common, and you don't mind his passion for protecting the environment either!

-After a while, you two can usually be seen huddled together, laughing about something stupid, or simply talking about the most random things, barely ever even inches apart!

-The other freight trains definitely tease him about it; they give him teasing looks when you're together, or jokingly mimicking you two

-Just like with the previous two, it starts to be a lot weirder for you to not be there, instead of the other way around! whenever you two haven't seen each other in a bit, whether it's been a few days or just a few hours, it doesn't matter: when you see each other again, he'll be standing there expectantly, with his arms open :)

-You are definitely the person he trusts most, by now! after all, it's pretty hard to spill each others secrets while constantly around each other!

Dinah

-The girl is surprised; usually she's the Lovestruck one!

-She found your Lovestruck gaze adorable, and was honestly flattered to be the receiver of it

-While, unlike Rusty, she can still function, in spite of all your affection, she is certainly a blushy mess through and through!

-You two fit each other perfectly - once she got used to your affection, she is just as affectionate! Some would describe the two of you sickeningly sweet

-The other coaches get to hear all about you, and not as a passing comment either! No, you are the main topic of their girls (+Tassita) night, with discussions that go late into the night

-All the coaches are very supportive of you two, they're glad that Dinah is happy!

-Eventually, you two spent so much time together, that it's almost weird to see you two apart! And she couldn't say that she minds, you make great company, in her opinion :)

-It already felt great to have her love language be appreciated, but to have it reciprocated? she couldn't wish for more!

-you two are truly the perfect duo, complementing each other perfectly; according to rumours, you two are the cutest couple in the yard!

-You're the type of pair, to steal the attention from the actual race, because the cameras are busy getting all your cute moments for the fans

-If you're an engine, she definitely wants to race together, after all it's just more time for the two of you to be close! It doesn't matter if you're a top racer, or tend to hang in the back; she is as loyal as can be, she'll stick around!

-Over all, you two make the cutest couple!

My first StEx request, suuuper exited!! Hope you like it hehe <33

Ngl Hydras Part ended up kinda short, had a black out for him, for some reason :,)

Anywaysss, Feedback is welcome, just be nice, please!!

Have a lovely day/night <3

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readychilledwine · 1 year ago

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Threesome

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Threesomes fall into a few different play types: domination, voyeurism and exhibitionist, and Zelophilia *jealousy play/competition play* and there is a ton of psychologically behind why couples or even singles looking for new fun may partake in one. Threesomes are so desired in the kink community for a few reasons. Here's a few of the most common:

Polyamory - Some people genuinely do enjoy sexual and non sexual connections with multiple partners, so threesomes are a natural outcome of that mindset and lifestyle. It isn't for everyone, but for those who enjoy having multiple partners, there is nothing more satisfying than getting to express the love and joy you all share in one mess of flesh and sweat.

Sexuality exploration (especially among the bisexual community) - it helps allow you to explore questioning sexuality or known sexuality with multiple genders, two people of the same gender, gender fluid people. It can also help if you have a bisexual partner who misses the touch and feel of the sex they are not currently with.

And rekindling - a threesome is an exciting new experience a lot of people do not commonly get to try due to insecurity, jealousy, lack of foundation and trust in the relationship, but when/if you are lucky enough to get to have one, it's. So. Thrilling. It is a new person you get to show off for, a new performance, a new stimulant. It can help rekindle passion, bring new spark, and in some cases teach new methods and positions you haven't tried before.

Threesomes are not something to just casually throw into your love life, though. Threesomes can destroy a relationship as quickly as they can add to it. You have to make sure you and your partner agree on your third that boundaries are set and understood and that you both feel secure. Otherwise, like we talked about with cucking, this can destroy a relationship fast.

Also, before the ask even comes in. Yes. The answer to your question is yes, because at least one of you is going to secretly wonder and possibly send the anon.

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✨️ As always, NSFW below cut ✨️

Lucien x Reader x Azriel

Warnings - dom!Lucien, sub!reader, switch!Azriel, oral (m and f), competitiveness, mentions of Tamlain (which has potential as a ship 🤔), technically dp, praise kink, ps this dynamic was hard to write, so I went with my heart, hopefully it isn't disappointing.

“She doesn't even want you!” You sighed, swirling the wine you had been nursing for the past 30 minutes as Lucien and Azriel fought.

It was no wonder Elain had run and fallen straight into Tamlin's arms. The two males before you were constantly at odds with each other, constantly stroking their own egos, fighting like children trying to claim the last piece of candy, and quite frankly, they were irritating.

You sighed as your mate's winged flared in anger at that statement, "And what? Do you think she wants YOU? That's comical, Vanserra. Really." You had thanked the Mother and Cauldron for Azriel daily, you truly had, but something about Lucien had captured your mind, and the male, still upset about his own bond failing due to your mate, had taken advantage of that. That didn't stop you from loving Azriel, though. From wanting him. From wanting both of them.

You two had not planned on falling in love with both, but here you were, married to Lucien due to a drunken night in Adriata and mated to Azriel.

You didn't understand why Elain felt the need to choose and to chase. You could have them both if you wanted, and just to prove that point, you untied the satin robe you were wearing, revealing the lack of clothing underneath. Lucien was the first to notice as Azriel continued ranting. His hand had gone to your thigh instantly, eyes locked on your own as he devoured the sight before him. You reached for his shirt, pulling you to him and settling him on top of you. “You sure?” It took Lucien's husky voice dripping in desire for Azriel's shadows to curl his ears, whispering that you were staring at him, waiting.

“I want you both. Please.” Lucien was more than happy to oblige, placing soft kisses down your body, relishing in every noise as Azriel stared, eyes wide in lust and shock.

Lucien wasted no time, going to where you wanted him most and nipping at your inner thigh as he placed them over his shoulders. Lucien looked up at you, eyes locking on yours as he took his first lick at your core. He smirked with pride as your head fell back, a mix of a moan and sigh leaving your throat. You reached on hand to Azriel, the other tangling into Lucien's hair. Azriel moved to you, breath slightly hitched. He squatted down by you, grabbing your throat gently right as Lucien locked your bundle of nerves between his lips, licking and sucking on it.

Azriel held you in place for him, a smirk growing on his face. “Look so pretty like this, baby,” his free hand moved to your breasts, pinching your nipples and groaning as he watched you try to squirm only to be held in place by Lucien. Azriel tutted you softly, “Be good for Lucien, sweetness. Gotta listen and stay where he wants you, or I'll just play with him while you watch.”

Lucien groaned against you, fingers squeezing your thighs as if he enjoyed the thought of that. He looked up at you, one eye whirling to search for any sign of discomfort, the other blown out with lust and need.

Lucien didn't eat you out like a male starved. No, every lick and suck was methodically planned. It served a purpose to send wave after wave of pleasure down nerves begging for more and more. You heard Azriel's clothing coming off, and you felt the room shift as you got closer. “Hurry up and finish her off, Lucien. The quicker we get her onto the bed, the sooner you find out what a gift her mouth is.” You whimpered, drooling at the thought of choking on Lucien. "You want that, don't you, y/n?"

Azriel forced you to nod, laughing at your big eyes and quick submission. Azriel pushed Lucien's head further into your cunt, watching with heated eyes as your head went back further into the pillows, breathing becoming more shallow and rushed. "Gods, she's fucking close. Look at you, Lucien, making our girl so happy. Do you want her to cum for you?” Lucien grabbed your thighs higher, pulling you into him more and moaning at Azriel's hand, tugging and tangling in his red locks. "How lucky am I? Two beautiful submissive little creatures both so eager to please.”

You felt Lucien's smirk, knowing he had just as much of a dominant streak in him. You were just happy to be there. To play the part of this needy creature, especially if it meant drowning in pleasure. Lucien pushed a finger into you, curling it and chuckling as you gasped his name, toes curling. He focused on you and you alone, not even watching as Azriel went down to you whispering in your ear as his scarred hands tweaked and played with your nipples.

You were a mess for them already. Core drenched and begging, clenching around Lucien's single finger tighter and tighter as your moans and cries began louder. Falling over the edge with Lucien was always easy. He didn't make you see stars. He made you see worlds. He made you cry and beg. It was no different with an audience. Lucien forced you over that edge, hands tangling into his hair, screaming his name, and coaxing little noise after noise of over stimulation from you once your high ended. And then jealousy flooded that bond you shared with Azriel.

Azriel lifted you from the couch as Lucien watched, taking you over to your bed and tossing you down with effort. Lucien seemed surprised by the smile that appeared in your face as you got onto your knees, hands roaming Azriel's chest as the male pulled your hair back and forced you into a rough kiss.

You held a hand out to Lucien as he did, a quiet invitation to join you two instead of just watching. Perhaps it was selfish, but you wanted his hands on you, wanted to feel him. Wanted to feel both of them. Lucien came to the bed and started kissing down your neck, warm hands resting on your hips. “So fucking beautiful, baby,” his voice caressed your ear, sending shivers up and down your body.

Azriel pulled apart, hazel eyes filled with lust. His hand went to Lucien's face, and his thumb traced his plush lips. “I believe she thinks the same thing about you.” Azriel ran his hand down to Lucien's throat, squeezing it softly, “Are you going to be a good boy and listen?”

It was then that you giggled, and Lucien smirked, “Are you?” The question sent electricity through the air. It bought a new challenge, a new competition between the two males. You scooted away as Azriel studied Lucien, watching and waiting. “I promise you this is a game I will win,” Lucien raised a brow to Azriel. “Can you handle that?”

For the first time in the many years of friendship you and Azriel shared, you saw him blush, “I-”

“Let us take care of you, Azriel,” the domination in Lucien's tone was so gentle. “When's the last time someone took care of you?” Lucien stood and moved Azriel to sit on the bed. With a quiet authority, he used two fingers to beacon you over to him. “Lovely, I want you to undress him for us.”

“Yes sir,” Your hands went to the clasps around Azriel's wings, undoing them while you kissed the side of his neck. Once the back was able to free his wings, you moved in front of him, hands running over the smooth fabric before pulling the shirt off.

You had to resist the urge to lick every dark bargain tattoo to trace each swirl like you knew Azriel loved. Lucien had given you a task. One you had to focus on. Your hands went to his pants, and he stood to allow you to slide them and his underwear down. Your mouth watered at the sight of his cock. It was hard, leaking, ready. Lucien grabbed you by the back of your neck, stopping you from what you desperately wanted to do. “Hands and knees on the bed. You have to be good to earn his cock.”

Azriel watched you obey in silence. Lucien wasn't forcing. He wasn't rough, and he didn't have you screaming and drooling. He just commanded and used gentle touches, and you obeyed. “Do you want to get her ready, or do you want me to?”

“I will,” Azriel ran a hand over your ass and Lucien stopped him before he could spank you.

“Be gentle with our girl. She's been such a good listener. She deserves soft tonight.” Azriel could hardly understand what that meant, what being soft in bed meant. “Submission is a gift. Look at how easily she handed us that present. Doesn't she deserve to be treated well for being such a good girl?”

Azriel felt a wave of something setting in. If he was good, would he get a reward? Would he get to be loved this gently? He ran a finger through your core, making you cry out, and slowly, he pushed it in. You felt your eyes roll as he did, feeling yourself stretching around just his finger.

You had always told Azriel how much you loved his scars, and it took him fingering you 3 times for him to find out why. He began to open you slowly, pressing each movement in the area he knew you loved the most. Lucien leaned down and captured Azriel's mouth in a long overdue kiss.

This is what they needed the whole time. And outlet to their mutual attraction. A place they could safely explore each other. Lucien began to stroke Azriel's cock as Azriel added another finger inside of you. Your moans and cried were background music to them as Lucien pulled his mouth away. “Do you want her pussy or her mouth? I'm more than happy to just watch you fuck her while she sucks me off.”

Azriel hummed, “She's more than capable of handling-”

“She wants one of us in her mouth. We've had enough sex at this point while you've been enjoying the pleasure houses that I know her. If she was in the mood for anal, she'd be very vocal about it.”

Azriel's fingers pressed hard into your gspot, making you scream his name. “Please. I need more. I need-”

“Don't beg,” Azriel growled at you. Lucien glared as you whimpered in submission. “I also know her. Look at how wet and ready she is. She could handle it.”

“It's not a question of can or can't, Az. It's if she wants to. Y/n, what do you want?”

Azriel felt your core Tighten around him, pleased Lucien cared about your wants and needs. “Not anal,” Lucien motioned towards you after your answer.

“If you let me pick, I'm taking her mouth,” Lucien said plainly.

Azriel huffed and nodded, “I've never been this gentle with her.”

“Clearly. She loves it. Look at her.” It was true you did. You were relaxed in a state of complete bliss, moaning as Azriel's fingers touched all the best places. Azriel was memorized by the sight. By you not bending and breaking to his will as a dom, but flowing and thriving under another male's. You listened without question, didn't mouth off to Lucien. This side of you, this pretty girl, he liked her almost as much as he loved his little brat.

He loved the part of you that sassed him, that pushed him, but this, this beautiful offering of whatever they wanted as long as you wanted it as well, it made his heart flutter. Azriel moved behind you as Lucien moved in front of you. Your hand was instantly on the Day Court heir’s cock, stroking him in time with Azriel's fingers. “Whenever you're ready, Az,” Lucien was staring into your eyes as he spoke. “She's ready.”

Azriel took his fingers out, coating himself in your essence before lining up with you. Taking Azriel was always a stretch, and Lucien praised you both all the way through it, “Look at how good you two are. Perfect little pets for me, aren't you?”

Azriel groaned at his words as he began a gentle but deep pace. He hit every spot so perfectly filling you like your body had been made for him. You focused then on Lucien's aching cock, moaning as you licked your way up and took the head into your mouth. Lucien relaxed on his knees, wrapping your hair in a makeshift ponytail and he guided you in time with Azriel.

It did not take long for the pace to get frenzied, for the two males to be focused in bringing you to completion again in order to allow them to chase their own highs.

Each moan around Lucien had his head falling back, and each twitch of your core had Azriel cursing. You could feel heat rising and building. You could feel core lower stomach getting tight in need.

Azriel looked to Lucien and the male smirked and nodded. You screamed as Azriel began pounding into you. His thrusts became rough and deep. He arched your back more allowing him to hit your gspot over and over as he pushed you further onto Lucien's cock.

Lucien smirked down at you, “This is when you look prettiest, you know that? Choking on a cock, stuffed full. You look so pretty when your eyes glaze over and you get desperate. You want to cum, don't you angel?” You could only moan around him in response as Azriel grabbed your arms, leaving you fully at their mercy and forcing your muscles to strain.

The heat in the room grew to a roaring fire as the noise of slick and skin meeting skin rang in the air. You could feel that boil threatening to burst, feel it aching as you were used by the two males you love. This was heaven. It was safety. It was burning passion. A shadow moved to your clit and you lost it. Moan became whines and whimpers.

You could tell Lucien was close. His eyes were screwed shut. His pace in your mouth was sloppy. Between your tongue, the vibrations of your pleasure, and newness of the 3 of you together, you could feel him twitching, feel him ready to release.

He held you to him as he came, and Azriel continued pounding. You swallowed every drop of him greedily and whined as he pulled out. “She's so close,” Lucien forced you to look at Azriel.

Your mate smirked before planting one foot on the bed and his pace became impossibly faster. Both males laughed as your eyes rolled in pleasure and your jaw fell open. Azriel groaned loudly as you tightened around him, “That's our good girl. Cum for us. Finish on my cock.”

With a flick of a shadow and one well aimed thrust you fell apart, screaming as you tumbled from that edge. Azriel immediately lost himself in the feel of you pulsing around him and found his release moments later, listening as Lucien praised you and talked you through your high, guiding you back to them.

You collapsed into Lucien's lap and Azriel into your back. The room was filled with the sounds of labored breathing. Azriel gently pulled out of you and Lucien took the towel the house summoned to clean you all off.

You had never been more thankful for a large bed in your life as the three of you laid there processing what had happened. “This is happening again,” you declared firmly. Lucien just nodded, and Azriel agreed softly.

"I've never handed over control," Azriel confessed softly. "I've never done that."

Lucien just smirked at his accomplishment, "Then, with me is a safe place to learn."

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catsushi-nyakajima · 5 months ago

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Girls Luke and Kieran’s backstory is so cute I mean like no yes they’re like traumatised but it’s so cute how they’re like both one person but also two different people. They’re so cute and funny. I laughed so hard when they tried to kill Sylus and he just literally threw them out of the theatre it was so cartoonish 😭 my precious babies.

I’m pretty sure after Sylus took them in their antics made him more and more fond of them too. Like they’d have like a drink and a snack at his desk or his bedside table they’d be poking Mephisto around curiously and he’d sit on one of their mask beaks. And they’d be like 😧😧

And there’s something so cute about only Sylus knowing what they look like under their masks like imagine them showing up to his place that day with the masks on and Sylus is like “wtf are you wearing” and they just go “funky crow masks for the crow man” and he chuckles. Their theatrics are so funny and cute their zest for life infectious.

Mc rejects Sylus and he’s just sitting there with his head in his hands and they both try to comfort him but nothings working so they just kinda orchestrate a random explosion somewhere and Sylus gets the news and he’s like 🤨 and they’re like 🥰 and he’s just like “I’m so proud of you” and pats both their heads and internally they’re going “YIPPIEEEEE”

Finally Sylus does score a date with mc and absolutely sucks at claw machines so he takes the two out “as practice” to the arcade and they all take turns with the claw machine. The arcade made a shit ton of money that day. They left with a total of 3 plushies despite spending the whole day there. Luke and Kieran very protective of their stuffed companions. (They sleep hugging their little plushies now)

Mc and Sylus start dating. They all went to the arcade. Mc won a TON of plushies. She gives those to them. The twins are thrilled. In their bedroom, in stark contrast to the black and red walls and decor, stand around 16 pastel-coloured plushies. They’re very protective of them.

Mc comes over one day carrying with her, gifts. She gathers them all together, and from a small bag, she pulls out a small packet and gives a sparkly necklace to Sylus, and two matching pink bow clips to the twins. They’re all confused but Luke and Kieran curiously put on their respective bows and look at each other. “Do you feel bonita” she asks “I feel bonita” they all reply.

Mc moves in with Sylus. They decide to raid her closet for whatever reason. It looks like the room exploded and hearing so much ruckus Sylus and MC go to their room only to see the twins wearing her skirts and dresses. They’re taking pictures of each other and giggling. They freeze when they see them both at the doorway. They heave a sigh of relief when they burst out laughing at their antics.

MC insists on adopting a kitten. Sylus obliges. She didn’t really want the kitten for herself, though she loves cats, but she wanted to leave its care to the twins just to see what they would do. Only to find that they were more cat than they were crow. Orange cat specifically. Luke’s crying over spilled milk (literally) Kieran tangled in yarn. The kitten is sitting on Sylus’ seat.

“They’re such idiots” Sylus sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, shaking his head.

“They’re so adorable” mc says laughing. She can see their tired, dejected expressions through their masks. She pats their heads and takes the kitten. Which starts purring in her arms. Their flabbers are utterly gasted and gobs smacked.

“wtf is that noise”

“Is it about to explode”

“It’s purring”

“Huh.🤔”

“Cats do that when they’re feeling comfortable and safe.”

“Oooooo”

This one time they’re playing with the kitty and it climbs on Kieran’s lap and starts purring. He remembers what mc told him. He is over the moon.

“Hey Luke LUKE!” He whisper-yells at his brother.

“What”

“ITS PURRING”

“NO WAY”

“Oh my god I think I’m gonna cry”

“You remember what mc told us about cats?”

“Yes🥹”

“It feels safe with you”

“It feels safe with me🥹”

SO CUTE AND WHOLESOME

#luke and kieran #love and deepspace #love and deepspace sylus

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lemotmo · 1 month ago

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Buddie canon Buddie canon Buddie canon

Q. Okay wait because I agree that Tim clearly wants to tell the Buddie storyline but is afraid to actually do it. I just have no idea why he would be afraid.

A. I don't think he's afraid of the actual storyline I think he's more afraid about what comes after. Right now Buddie is the carrot storyline. It's what they have to tease and dangle over their audience as a potential, but once they actually bite the carrot and put them together what then becomes their carrot storyline? I think that's what he's more afraid of. It was clearly the plan going into both seasons 7 and 8 but the first time something came up that allowed Tim to back out, or stretch the story into the following season, Tim took the opportunity to put the story on hold. In season 7 it was because Tommy was initially well received, as a result Tim decided to extend the Tommy arc past the originally planned 4 episodes, he basically said he decided to play with that relationship some. The problem was Oliver and Lou clearly didn't get along and had no actual chemistry once the first kiss was filmed. So they extended the storyline but also couldn't really show much of it because the two of them together just didn't work on any significant level so it was just kind of there. They recommitted to the Buddie storyline going into season 8 and put in a lot of work to make sure the general audience started looking at that relationship differently. But then something clearly happened with Peter over the mid-season hiatus that resulted in the complete rewrite of the back half of the season. The Buddie storyline wasn't the only one affected by this. It's pretty obvious that there was supposed to be a Wilson family and Mara adoption storyline that got completely cut out. At least they still tried to include some Buddie bits to continue to lay the foundation for that storyline, but the Mara adoption storyline got scrapped all together. And Tim just didn't need to do that. A focused show runner could have managed to tell all three of these storylines to some extent. But Tim didn't even try. He made everything about killing off Bobby from that point on. And he didn't even do that storyline well. It was a mess.

He doesn't have an out left for season 9. ABC has completely backed him into a story corner after the Upfronts. ABC went all in. Buddie was their Upfronts presentation. That was their entire ballgame. They didn't hide it. They didn't pretend they were there for other reasons. They didn't have Tim there to act like he had no idea what people were talking about. ABC jumped and took Tim's excuses with them. To an extent, I get being nervous about finally telling that story. They're only going to get one shot. And there's no way to tell it in a way that will please everyone. There's just not so he can't worry about that. And yes that will mean that they have to come up with a new carrot but Tim is paid very well to make those kinds of decisions. The loss of Bobby is an obstacle and the Buddie storyline is their best bet, by far, to keeping their audience engaged and attracting new viewers. Tim had complete trust in Peter and Angela story wise. The rest of his cast deserve that same trust. Oliver and Ryan will absolutely handle and deliver their end of this storyline. It's clearly the direction ABC wants to go. Tim is out of excuses. He will find his new carrot but it can no longer be the Buddie storyline. He has to jump.

Thank you nonny!

Oh this is interesting. 🤔

Tim really didn't try with any other storyline as soon as Bobby's death came up. It's a shame really, because we could have had more Eddie development, Eddie and Chris development, Buddie development, Henren and Mara development...

So many good potential storylines thrown to the curb. And the most frustrating thing of all of this is that a few of these things were already filmed, but then they ended up being cut from the season all together. Such a shame.

I agree that ABC has now forced the Buddie issue. There is no way back when it comes to Buddie. People already feel rightfully betrayed by the Bobby debacle and they are very vocal about this on social media.

If Tim were to back off on the Buddie storyline now? A lot of people will drop this show like a hot potato and they'll be very vocal about it as well, which is not what this show needs after the disastrous way they handled Bobby's death.

There is only going forward when it comes to Buddie. 🤷‍♀️

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starlost-maniac · 5 months ago

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The Date

Warnings: mutual pining, perceived cheating, broken hearts

[9:45 am - Jisungie]

Y/nnnnnnie?!?!

[9:46 - Y/n]

Yes Ji?

[9:50 am - Jisungie]

You love me, right? 🥺

[9:50 am - Y/n]

Of course.

[9:51 am - Y/n]

Did you do something Jisung? 🤔

[9:53 am - Jisungie]

No, I've been good, I promise.

I just have a favor to ask, if that's ok?

[9:53 am - Y/n]

What's the favor?

[9:55 am - Jisungie]

One of my friends was going to go on a double date with Minho-hyung and I, but his date bailed on him, and you were the first person I thought of to ask, and I'm hoping you'd go on this date with our friend.

It's completely OK if you don't want to ❤️

[9:57 am - Y/n]

What's the date and time? If I'm not busy then I don't mind 😊

[9:57 am - Jisungie]

5pm, this Friday. It's at [restaurant name]

[9:58 am - Y/n]

Yeah, I don't have anything planned that day, I can go 😊

[9:58 am - Jisungie]

You're the absolute best, Y/nnie!! I'll take you out dress shopping, my treat! ❤️

[9:59 am - Y/n]

Aww, thank you Ji ❤️

——

"Y/NNNNIIIIIIEEEEE!!! I'm here to steal you for dress shopping!" Jisung called from the entryway of your apartment.

"I'm in my bedroom Ji!" You called back. "Just getting ready." You hear him shuffling down the hall towards your room. When you hear him stop in the doorway, you turn from your vanity and smile at him. He smiles back and walks over to your bed and plops down on it.

You and Jisung had been friends since childhood. You went through everything together, and were always there for the other. You were both there for relationships, breakups, moving, new jobs. You both had always been there for the other. When Jisung told you he met someone, you were so happy for him. You somehow haven't met Minho yet, as everytime you guys tried, something came up for one of you. Jisung has shown you pictures of Minho or of them together, and he has told you that he's shown pictures of you to him. Jisung also told you he's always talked highly of you.

"Will I finally get to meet the mysterious Minho that I've heard so much about?" You tease him before turning back to your vanity mirror. You decide to leave your hair down and pull it out of the ponytail you had it up in.

"I sure hope so. I'd love for my best friend and boyfriend to meet after so long. I think you guys would get along well honestly." He lays back on your bed.

You walk over to him and gently tap your foot against his. He looks up at you and smiles. He holds his arms open, wanting you to join him.

"Mandatory best friend cuddles first." He laughs out. You playfully roll your eyes as you climb in bed and into his arms. He holds you close to him and smiles. He breathes in deep and smells your shampoo and conditioner. "You smell nice today, Y/n." He buries his nose in your hair. "You smell like honey." His voice is a little muffled, and you giggle.

"I'm trying new hair products, that's probably it." He responds with an 'mm' before you pat his stomach softly. "Come on Ji, before you trap me here for the day." You laugh out. "You're taking me dress shopping for Friday." He groans. He holds you close, giving you a slight squeeze before letting you go. You sit up and fix your hair, not noticing him staring from his spot. You get up and he follows shortly after.

——

He takes you to a nice dress shop with many beautiful dresses. You look around with him, your fingers running along the dresses that sit on hangers as you walk past.

"You can pick out as many as you'd like, Y/n. Like I said, it's my treat." He smiles happily at you.

"You still don't have to, Ji." You look at him and he just waves his hand at you. You stick your tongue out at him and smile. You pick out a few dresses to try on and you both head to the dressing rooms, Jisung sitting on a couch nearby. You go in and try on a few dresses, coming out to show him every one. He compliments you in every one.

The last you come out in, is a black off the shoulder dress that comes just above your knees. It's form fitting, but loose enough to allow movement. It has a slight v cut in the front, showing off a bit of cleavage. When you come out to show Jisung, he looks up at you from his seat, eyes wide. He stands up and walks over to you.

"You look beautiful, Y/n." He speaks softly. He reaches a hand out but drops it back to his side. "I think this is perfect for Friday." He says and smiles. You notice the smile seems a little off, but you don't say anything. Maybe he received a text or a call that upset him.

You smile back softly and go back to the changing room, coming back out in your normal clothes. You put the dresses you didn't choose back, and go with Jisung up to the cashier to pay for the few you have.

——

The day of the date rolls around and you get a text from Jisung.

[3:30 pm Jisungie]

Y/nnie! Are you nervous? Excited? You're still coming, right? 🥺

[3:31 pm Y/n]

Of course I'm still coming, Ji. I wouldn't bail on you ❤️

[3:31 pm Jisungie]

You're the best Y/nnie. Have I ever told you how much I love you? 🥺🥺

[3:32 pm Y/n]

You could say it more 😋

[3:32 pm Jisungie]

Well, I love you so much Y/nnie. You're the greatest person I could ever have in my life

[3:33 pm Y/n]

Don't let Minho hear you say that lol.

But I'll see you there. I'm going to go shower and do something with my hair. ❤️

You set your phone down and gather your stuff for a shower.

————

Once done with your shower, you blowdry and curl your hair before carefully putting on the dress you and Jisung picked out. You decide on a pair or black heels and apply eyeshadow and red lipstick. Once you think you're ready, you grab your phone and purse and head out to go to the restaurant.

——

You enter the restaurant and tell the person at the front counter that you're here under Jisung's name. He nods and brings you to the table where Jisung and Minho sit, Minho seated facing away from you. You smile and wave at Jisung as you take a seat next to him.

"Y/n, this is my boyfriend, Minho-hyung." He directs you to the male sitting across from him. You follow where he's indicating and your eyes meet Minho's. His deep brown eyes captivate you. He looked like a perfectly carved statue. His sharp features were beautiful. "And Minho-hyung, this is my best friend since childhood, Y/n." Jisung puts his hand on your shoulder. Minho stands and puts his hand out and you reach out to his. He gently grabs your hand and kisses your fingers softly, his eyes never leaving yours.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Y/n." He says against your hand, holding your gaze. You feel a heat pool in your stomach, his eyes holding fire in them.

"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Minho," you say as he releases your hand. "Jisung told me so much about you. All good things, I promise." He chuckles quietly, smiling at you. You smile back at him, a soft laugh falls from your lips.

"You're more beautiful in person, Y/n. The photos Jisung has shown me don't do you justice." His smile turns to a small smirk. You feel heat rush along your cheeks and you thank him for his compliment.

A moment later, a tall man with curly hair and glasses dressed in a suit comes up to the table.

"I'm sorry I'm late." He says to the two men before looking at you, a gentle smile on his lips. "Hi, I'm friends with Jisung and Minho, my name is Lee." He puts his hand out, and you gently grab his. "You must be Y/n? Jisung said so many nice things about you."

You smile and nod. "Hi, yeah, I'm Y/n. It's nice to meet you, Lee." He takes his seat across from you. You observe his face as he talks. He's got a prominent beauty mark on his upper lip on otherwise fair skin. His glasses were thick framed and suited his face well. His dark curls sat just above the glasses.

You and the men talk for a few minutes before a waiter comes up to take your orders. He walks away once he gets your orders and returns shortly with your drinks and says the food will be out soon. You thank him as he walks off.

You look at Minho as you see he was looking your way, and smile. He blinks a few times before he smiles back. It's the only time you catch him staring at you during the date. The waiter comes back after a bit with your food and you all thank him.

Jisung gently nudges you with his shoulder, making you look at him. He smiles at you. "The dress looks so good on you, Y/nnie. We made a good choice."

You blush lightly at his compliment. "Thank you Sungie. You picked it out though. It was a good choice." You laugh out. You feel eyes on you for a brief moment, so you look at Minho and Lee, but Minho was taking a sip of his water, and Lee was eating.

You all talk over dinner. Talking about work and life. What hobbies you're into, if you have any pets. Just as you're all finishing your food, Lee asks for your number. You exchange numbers and smile at him. You try to pay for your portion of dinner but Lee stops you, insisting he pays for you. You try to insist back, but he's adamant, and you eventually let him, a playful pout on your lips.

"You're really cute when you pout, Y/n." Lee laughs softly.

At the end of dinner, you exchange a smile and part ways, saying goodbye to Minho and Jisung as well.

——

It's been a few weeks since that date, you and Lee texting almost every day. He eventually asks you out on another date and you agree. He wants to take you on a nice picnic at the Han River, since the summer weather is picking up, spring just ending.

You dress in a nice summer dress with flats and meet him at the park by the river. As you walk over to where you'll be meeting him, you see he's already got the picnic set up. You go over, smiling and say hi. He says hi back and asks if it's ok for a hug and you agree. He stands up and wraps his arms around your shoulders, yours around his waist and he gently squeezes you.

"Thank you for agreeing to another date, Y/n. I really enjoyed your company at the last one with Jisung and Minho." He says, releasing you from the hug.

"Of course. I had a great time and you were really sweet." You let him go and sit on the picnic blanket with him.

"I did have to ask Jisung for some of your favorite foods though, so I hope I did good." He laughs out as he opens the basket. He pulls out your favorite sandwiches, fruits, and even desserts. Your mouth falls open as you watch him. "I wanted to earn some brownie points with you." He laughs. "You seem like an amazing girl, and I'd like to spend more time with you, if that's ok?" He watches you with bright eyes. You smile and nod.

"Of course, and you don't need to try and earn brownie points," you laugh and place a hand on his arm. "Just be yourself with me and you'll be ok." You smile at him and take the sandwich he offers to you.

You eat and talk, both asking questions about the other, like school, about your hobbies, pets. He asks you how long you've known Jisung.

"I've known him for as long as I can remember. My dad passed away when I was little and my mom and I had to move cause she couldn't afford the house when he died. We moved to a small two bedroom apartment and Jisung was my neighbor. I was over at his place all the time when my mom had to work. We did everything together from there." You sigh, looking up to the sky, remembering your dad.

"I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable, Y/n." He places his hands on yours and squeezes softly.

You smile a little at him. "No, you're ok. You didn't make me uncomfortable at all. Now, how do you know Ji?" You take a bite of a strawberry.

"I met him in college actually. We had some classes together."

"I'm surprised I never saw you. We went to the same college too." You ponder.

"Life is honestly strange like that. I never saw you either." You both laugh.

You both stay until the sun starts to lower and you help him pack everything up and he walks you to your car. You thank him for a lovely date and he asks to hug you again and you do.

"I hope to see you again Y/n." He smiles as you get in your car. He waves and walks off to go to his.

Once you get home, you check your phone and see you had a text from Jisung.

[10:05 pm - Jisungie]

Did you have fun on your date today? We saw you at the Han river.

[10:05 pm - Y/n]

I had a great time, Ji.

Were you stalking me lol

[10:06 pm - Jisungie]

👀 👀

But no lol we just happened to be there.

[10:08 pm - Jisungie]

I'm glad you're having a good time with him though.

He's a good guy

[10:10 pm - Y/n]

He is. Thank you for introducing me to him. I'm not sure where this will go, or if it will actually turn into anything, but we'll see. He's been really sweet :)

[10:11 pm - Jisungie]

Of course, Y/n.

Minho wanted to say good night lol

[10:13 pm - Jisungie]

*photo*

[Jisung and Minho are cuddled together in bed, Jisung's head on Minho's chest, arm stretched out to take the picture]

[10:15 pm Y/n]

Aww, look at you two all cuddled up. You look comfy lol

But you two have a good night as well 😊

[10:20 pm - Jisungie]

Love you Y/n

[10:20 pm - Y/n]

Love you too Sungie ❤️

——

You continued to go out with Lee for nearly a year, just casual dates, nothing too exciting, except when he took you to Lotte World and made you ride the viking ship. You don't do well with heights, so you were holding onto him pretty tight. You and Lee never labeled your relationship as more than just friends going on dates.

Minho and Jisung occasionally saw you around with Lee, and you would sometimes see a look on Minho's face, but you couldn't place what it was and he'd steel his face before you could try and figure it out. You didn't worry too much about it, but it still sat at the back of your mind.

Jisung and Minho still talked to you, obviously, Jisung being the one who texted you more often as he's your best friend.

——

[12:45 pm - Lee]

Hi Y/n 😊 I wanted to know if you wanted to go on another double date with Jisung and Minho. I haven't seen them much since the last double date, and I'd love to see all of my favorite people.

[12:46 pm - Y/N]

Of course! I'd love to go on another double date with you and the guys. Did you already ask them?

[12:46 pm - Lee]

I did, and they said as long as you were up for it 😊 I'm thinking this Saturday, 5pm?

[12:50 pm - Y/n]

Sounds good!

[12:50 pm - Lee]

Great! I'll pick you up and the guys. Date is my treat. I'll see you then 😉

——

Saturday rolls around and Lee texts you, saying that he's downstairs. He sat outside your building in his car. Minho and Jisung were sitting in the back together. You come downstairs, hair in a half ponytail, bangs slightly curled to be out of your eyes. You had sparkly purple eyeshadow on, with dark violet lipstick. Your outfit was an open back, dark purple and black dress that hugged your curves beautifully.

Lee got out of the car quickly and went around to open the passenger door for you. You got in the car, thanking him with a smile. He shut it behind you once you were in. You turn around a bit and greet the boys. Jisungs eyes were a little wide and he slowly licked his lips before he greeted you. Minho giving you a nod. Lee gets back in the driver seat.

"H-hi Y/nnie. You look amazing tonight." Jisung's eyes flick to your lips for a second before going back to your eyes, which you missed as the inside of the car was dark.

"You do look stunning, Y/n." Minho watches you, a look in his eyes that looks like he wants to eat you alive. Your eyes break away from him when Lee speaks up.

"Don't be flirting with my date, guys." He teases, looking in the rear view mirror. You look back in time to see Minho's jaw tick, before turning around and buckling in. Thankfully it was dark in the car, so no one could see your cheeks were flushed a bit. Lee starts the car back up and drives towards the restaurant. He reached over his middle console to gently hold your hand.

Behind you, Minho saw, clenching his jaw. Jisung looked at him and tried to calm him down, rubbing his arm softly. Minho closed his eyes and took a deep breath, calming himself down. Jisung holds his hand, intertwining their finger, looking up at him worried. Minho looks at Jisung and gives him a soft, gentle smile, telling the younger he's ok.

When you get to the restaurant, you all get out and walk inside, Lee's arm around your waist, his hand on your hip. He leads you inside and the waiter takes you to your booth. The booth is a small, circular table for smaller parties. Lee lets you in first, sitting towards the middle with him sliding in next to you, on your left. Minho and Jisung slide in on the other side, Jisung directly to your right, Minho beside him.

"Thank you guys for agreeing to come, I know we haven't seen each other much since Y/n and I started hanging out, and I wanted to see you guys again." Lee smiles at the boys.

"Of course. We're happy to see Y/nnie happy. And we wanted to see you again. These months felt a lot longer without you." Jisung chuckles out.

You all talk about how it's been going, Minho and Jisung spending time with friends and family, doing regular couple stuff. Lee worked most of the week, and you and he volunteered at an animal rescue center on the weekends, you were especially fond of the cats and kittens. You noticed Minho perked up at that. Otherwise you two were hanging out at your place or his, just watching movies or playing games when you had the time between working and volunteer work.

The waiter returns to take your food and drink orders, writing them down and leaving, returning not long after with your drinks and a bottle of champagne on the house. Lee thanks him and he leaves again.

"So you've just been hanging out? Nothing..too exciting?" Jisung looks at you, eyes a little wide.

Lee puts his hand on your thigh as you respond, the boys take notice. "Mm, he did take me to Lotte World and took me on the viking ship ride and I had to hold onto him cause I was so scared of the height." You laugh, remembering it. "Other than that, nothing too crazy."

Jisung nods and he puts his hand on Minho's when he feels him tense up beside him. The waiter brings your food out while you're all talking and the boys thank him. You all eat and talk, mostly you and Jisung sharing stories you remember from childhood.

When it comes time to pay, Lee pays for the whole meal, reminding you all he said it was on him. You smile and thank him for the meal before you all shuffle back out to his car, the boys sliding in the back again as Lee holds your door open again. He shuts it once you're in and gets in himself. He starts the car and puts his hand on your thigh again and gently squeezes.

You hear a grunt from the back seat and you turn your head, but the boys were looking out the window. You turn your head back to look ahead of you. You and Lee quietly talk when he asks you a question. He drives you back to your apartment and walks you up to the door of the complex. Minho and Jisung sit in the car and watch you. You thank him again for dinner tonight, smiling. He smiles back and says it's not an issue. He leans forward and kisses your cheek.

You were taken aback a bit, but smiled at him and wished him a good night before going inside. Lee waits while he makes sure you make it into the building. He walks back down to his car and gets in the driver's seat.

"Thanks again for introducing Y/n to me. It's been really fun hanging out with her." Lee says as he buckles in. He drives the two home and drops them off.

——

You've been hanging out with Lee for a year now, the two of you growing close. You hung out with Jisung and Minho together.

You're at Jisung's place, sitting on his small couch by the arm, Minho sitting at the other. You were all watching a movie, Jisung complaining that there were no more drinks and snacks.

"I'll be right back. I need more booze." He complains. He gets up and grabs his coat and wallet, leaning over to peck Minho on the lips before stepping out the door. Minho watches his boyfriend leave before turning his gaze back to you.

"So, how are the dates with Lee? We haven't gotten to see you much lately." He says, watching you. You turn in your seat so you're facing Minho, leaning against the back cushions.

"They're going really well. I think he's going to ask me out soon. He asked me to go out to a movie and dinner this weekend." You say, laying your head on the cushion. Minho nods and is silent for a few minutes. He turns his gaze to the paused movie on the screen before turning back to you.

"Don't go on the date.." he mumbles. You furrow your brows when you look at him.

Lifting your head off the couch, you ask, "why not?" He purses his lips, not wanting to answer. "Is there something about Lee that I should know about? Something that you want to protect me from?" He still doesn't answer and you sigh softly.

You rub your face a little and close your eyes. "You can't just tell me not to go on a date with someone and not give me a rea—" Your sentence was cut off when you felt a pair of lips pressed against yours. Your eyes shoot open the same time you hear the front door open. You hear Jisung's voice a moment later.

"Oh."

You pull back from Minho. Horrified that he just did that. Why would he do that? You stand up and grab your things, rushing past Jisung and out the door.

"Wait! Y/nnie!" Jisung tried to call out for you, but you were already on the elevator. You cover your mouth with your hand, tears starting to form in your eyes. Why would Minho kiss you? He just cheated on Jisung, on your best friend. You don't know how you're going to face either of them now. You text Lee saying you're going to have to raincheck the date this Saturday and he says that's perfectly fine.

You make it back to your apartment. As soon as the door is shut behind you, the tears spill over and you're sobbing. You felt so guilty for Minho kissing you. You think you got in between their relationship. You end up not answering either of their texts for a while, just making yourself busy with work or volunteer work at the shelter.

It's been almost three months since you last spoke to either of them, not sure how to confront your friend or his boyfriend about what happened. You get home late one day, and find a sticky note on your door that reads:

'We need to talk, please. -Ji'

You sigh and grab the note, opening the door to your apartment. You step in and drop off your things. You pull out your phone as you walk to your room. You open the texts, seeing all the texts from him, ranging from 'please talk to us', 'we miss you', 'let us explain'. The last one he sent you just last week broke your heart.

[July xx, 20xx 10:45pm]

'Y/nnie…please talk to me..I miss my best friend. I haven't stopped crying since you ran out of my apartment. I don't want to lose you…please, Y/nnie…love you, ji..'

You started sobbing again and texted him.

[9:15pm - Y/n]

Ji..?

[10:30pm - Jisungie]

Y/N???

[10:31pm - Y/n]

It's me. I…

I'm sorry, Ji.

[10:32pm - Y/n]

I didn't mean to get between you and Minho. I didn't mean for him to kiss me..it was so sudden, and I still feel so guilty..

[10:35pm - Jisungie]

Y/n..can I please come over to talk?

[10:36pm - Y/n]

I..I don't think I can see Minho if you're still with him..

[10:36pm - Jisungie]

That's fine, Y/n. Minho doesn't have to be there. I'll come over now?

[10:40pm - Y/n]

That's fine

It's 11pm by the time Jisung makes it to your apartment. He knocks softly and you open the door, letting him inside. When he looks at you, his eyes are all red, and he's been letting his facial hair grow out.

"Ji..I'm so sorry again..I do—" he cuts you off with a tight hug, sobbing into your shoulder. You hug him back, trying—unsuccessfully—to hold back your tears. After you both calmed down and moved to your living room, you two finally talked.

"Y/nnie..Minho didn't cheat on me when he kissed you." He sniffles, wiping his nose with a tissue. He looks at you, eyes red and puffy from the long crying session you both had.

"What do you mean, Ji?" You pat at your sore eyes with the back of your hand.

"Y/nnie..I love you so much, but you are so oblivious." He chuckles softly, sniffling again.

"Hey.." you whine and pout.

"Y/n. Minho likes you. I like you. Fuck, I love you. Ever since we were little. I've had the biggest crush on you." He leans against your couch, hiccuping a little as he tries not to sob again. You stare at him with wide eyes as another tear slips down your cheek.

"You what?" You whisper.

"I never said anything cause one of us was always in a relationship. We were never single at the same time and then I met Minho." He watches you for a beat. "When I showed Minho your pictures, he's been talking about you non-stop. When he saw you at the restaurant, he was awestruck. He was jealous of Lee, but he didn't want to interfere. Minho is the one who suggested we bring you in."

"But you sounded so upset when you got back from the store." Your voice was almost a whisper.

"I mean, I was upset. He got to kiss you before I did!" It was his turn to pout. "I liked you for longer and he got to kiss you first." You can't help but laugh. "And now you're laughing at me." He pouts more.

"Jisung, can you ask Minho to come over? I think we need to all have a talk." You pat your eyes again.

——

Minho was now sitting in your living room between you and Jisung on the couch. Minho didn't look as disheveled as Jisung did, but he looked tired.

"Minho, I just want to start by saying how sorry I am.." you start but he holds up his hands.

"I should be the one to apologize. I kissed you without your permission, and I didnt communicate very well." He watches you, sadness in his eyes. "I'd understand if you wouldn't want to talk to me anymore." His gaze falls to his lap.

"No, Minho. I didn't know that you both liked me. I've had the biggest crush on Jisung since we were kids." You laugh softly. He looks back up at you, his eyes still sad. Reaching forward, you gently grab his hands and hold them in yours. "I'm not going to cut you off, I promise." You give him a gentle smile. Your face wasn't as red and puffy as earlier, thankfully. He nods a little.

"Would you…would you still join us? You obviously don't have to.." he mumbles, eyes a little hopeful.

"I mean, I can't say I've thought of dating you both, but I'm willing to give this a try." You hear Jisung gasp behind Minho, the younger now leaning over his boyfriend's back.

"Can I get the first kiss of being an official couple?" His wide boba eyes shining in the light. You laugh softly and nod. He kisses Minho's cheek before he climbs off the couch and comes over to you. He leans down and cups your cheeks. "You don't know how long I've dreamt of this." He whispers as he softly places his lips to yours. Taking one of your hands from Minho's, you place it on Jisung's cheek, his facial hair surprisingly soft against your hand. The older lifts your fingers to his lips and places soft kisses to your knuckles. Jisung pulls away, staring at you with heart eyes.

"Can we cuddle, Y/n?" Minho asks between kisses to your knuckles. You smile and nod.

"Should I tell Lee that you won't be able to go on any more dates?" Jisung chuckles softly.

——

It's been six months since you agreed to date Minho and Jisung. They both took it slow with you, not wanting to rush anything. They shower you with gifts and surprise visits to your job. You keep telling them that you don't need gifts to know how they feel about you. But they insist.

You're sitting on your couch, scrolling on your phone, looking for a new apartment. Minho is sitting on your lap, hunched over his laptop that sat on the coffee table in front of you both, also looking for new apartments while Jisung went out to get dinner.

"What about this one, jagi?" He picks his laptop up and leans back against you.

"Well, when you're done smothering me, Min." You laugh. He playfully pouts but sits up again and shows you his screen. It was a beautiful home with three bedrooms for rent, and it was definitely within the price range you had. The people who owned it were an older couple who wanted to move somewhere warmer, so they put it up for rent.

"Ooh, definitely save that. We'll show Ji when he gets home." You smile and set your phone down on the couch. You slip your hands up the back of his shirt and gently start to run your nails along his skin, making him shiver. You've done this for Jisung before and he loved it, and you imagine he's done it for Minho, as Minho has asked you to do it a few times.

"Mm, if you're going to do that, jagi, at least let me take my shirt off. You know the shirt gets in the way." He chuckles, setting his laptop down. He pulls his shirt off and you marvel at the expanse of his back. You've seen him without a shirt a few times, but you're still always amazed at it. You gently start to run your nails over his back, sides and shoulders. He closes his eyes and relaxes under your touch, his skin covered in goosebumps. Jisung walks in and sees you both, a soft smile on his face.

"Ya, I want you to do that to me too." He playfully pouts at you. Your two boys were so cute when they pouted. He walks over and sets the take out bags on the table with another bag of drinks. He sits next to you and cuddles into you, head on your shoulder. You continue your ministrations on Minho's back and he lets out a soft moan. Your hands stop for a second before continuing. Another moment later, he lets out another soft moan.

"I think I found your sweet spot, Min." You tease. He turns in your lap a little and stares at you. He sticks his tongue out at you before moving off your lap to sit on your other side.

"As much as I'd love for you to continue, jagiya brought food, and we need to show him the place we found.

——

Three weeks later, you're packing up your belongings from your bedroom into boxes. You sigh and stand up, packing the last thing in your bedroom into the box, closing it up. Lee walks into your room to come grab one of the bigger boxes.

"You all set?" He beams at you. You turn to him and smile.

"I am. Last few things are the bed and dresser really, but everything is packed up." You pat the box you just closed. "Thank you for helping me bring everything to my new place."

"Of course." He waves you off. "That's what friends are for." He smiles. When he was told that you, Jisung and Minho were now a thing, he was elated for you. He was wondering when they were going to ask you. He helps you carry the last few boxes to the moving truck downstairs. "I'll have Sean help with the furniture when he's off work tonight?" He offers.

"Just as long as you two don't sleep on my furniture." You tease him, making his cheeks turn pink. You can't help but laugh. Even though you and Lee didn't date, you both still got really close.

"I promise we won't, Y/n." He smiles, cheeks still pink. You smile and help put the last of your things in the truck.

——

It's been three months since you moved into the house with your boyfriend's. You each had your own room, but you slept in each other's beds. The first day of moving in, you finally slept with your boyfriends. You felt it was time, and you were more than ready

You're currently laying on the couch with the two. Well, more like you're laying on Jisung with Minho squeezed between the back of the couch and your bodies. Minho had his head on Jisung's shoulder, his hand up the back of your shirt, drawing lazy trails along your skin as you all watched TV. You couldn't be more content.

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bolddeducktionneverfails · 6 months ago

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Long time, no post. 🍂🍁☕🍩

Yeah, I don't have the heart to delete my Tumblr presence, so I guess I'll keep adding content here on certain occasions.

Not sure about longer-form content like essays. I think I'd rather keep those...somewhere else.

Oh, yeah, the drawing. Uh:

Over the summer, I was thinking about creating a new Fall piece to tie-in with the upcoming season. I wanted to draw Della in her alternate outfit again (the painting Dewey found in the garage) to go with LP's chauffeur outfit since those colors fell in line with fall very nicely. I love trying out all the pumpkin spice flavored things when Fall hits. And pairing it up with one of my favorite ships? The perfect idea! This was something I was definitely going to draw! But then a battery issue with my laptop came up and wrecked my plans...😑

I was so fixated on what I couldn't do, that it distracted me from at least getting the sketches done traditionally. Once I got ahold of another laptop to use in the meantime, I was able to settle down and get to it. The newer laptop couldn't read my Clip Studio paint CD, so I tried to use another program. Then I remembered it lacked the tools I needed. I tried another one and it kept freezing on me. After that, I gave up and just had to wait until my laptop was fixed. Once it was, I had to get another art piece out of the way. THEN I got absorbed into working on things for that "somewhere else" and started to contemplate on whether it was even worth doing now that it's December. But Fall does extend into this month...and I don't feel like holding it off until next year...might as well keep going. 🤷🏾‍♀️

(Though I did have to axe the bonus content I intended to go along with it...maybe that'll be the thing I get to next year...)

Soooo, yeah, as you can tell, this took quite some time to finish and now it's more of a farewell to fall than anything. 😂😓

I'm hoping to have something more Winter-oriented later this month. Maybe something New Year-ish in January too. 🤔

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alexanderlightweight · 2 months ago

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Wednesday nights are my new/old/new again favourite part of the week. I'm solo parenting bedtime with 2 little ones and a doggy on Wednesdays which can be stressful when one is an infant who cries when tired (who would have thought 🤔) and the other is my 5yo autistic angel who manages her displeasure at a baby crying by being louder to down it out.

All this to say when the dust settles I treat myself to a cup of tea and binge read anything/everything you post during writing Wednesdays. So thank you for being you and sharing your gift. It's a sweet treat to frayed nerves and a sign that the week is almost over.

With that in mind I selfishly ask for a continuation of either guide/sentinel verse or some other where they're essentially power boosting eachother against others who would be happier to have them weaker (for control reasons or to get rid of them).NSFW please (should you be so inspired) but will happily take anything.

PS I hope you're getting some R&R yourself or at least snuggles with your pets 🐶🐈‍⬛.

that sounds... that sounds like you need a whole pot of tea and i'm very glad that my fics help you recenter and also remind you the week is near its end! I hope this wednesday was nice to you!

indeed! so shocking that a tiny human who doesn't understand anything cries at the surprise of exhaustion they can't comprehend! why I certainly don't still cry when i'm over tired even now that I understand it (jk I totally cry but I only wail sometimes). seriously, I love how kids are like 'oh hey. I can problem solves this by escalating' and you're just sitting there going '... someone please stop this ride. I would like to be off and go sit in the quiet, dark corner of peace I know exists somewhere'. not that kids aren't amazing, but well. they come with quite a few features that are understandable but no-less exhausting for all that they're being reasonable considering they're brand new humans.

as tempted as I was i didn't manage to get this written on Wednesday (because the brain fog decided I was done) but I hope you still enjoyed the other prompts filled that night when you took your break and I hope you enjoy this because I may have had too much fun with it

that being said, if this ends up not sounding like (don't read if I accidentally added something not your thing) something youd enjoy or if you read and it ends up not being your thing, just let me know.

uhm so I need to be clear this is 3DNE and it's in gladiolus first part here, so it's both bloody and kinky. seeing as Magnus senses Alec and goes Enemies to Married in about five minutes.

uh..., slaughter, fucking on a battlefield and using blood as lube (corpse blood so corpse desecration I guess). kinky sex and Magnus has dick piercings. battlefield bonding and some blasphemy. a little outside pov for some added despair. not for malec, malec are having a blast. probably some more but i'm bad at tagging without ao3's helpful database so be advised, here be dead doves.

also I did have some lovely cuddles with Nightshade (tho they are never enough according to him)

<3 lumine

gladiolus

Izzy isn’t sure what’s happened.

All she knows is that Alec is at the center of something powerful, red mist gathering in, obscuring her vision as she tries to find him.. Her hermano is in the eye of a storm that’s taken down the entire field of combatants.

The shockwaves have stopped and while the ground still feels like it’s trembling with aftershocks, Izzy can’t be sure it’s the earth or her. However, she’s finally conscious again and that means she can fight. She pushes up from her side up to her knees, leaning on her elbows as she tries to steady herself and gather the will to get up.

She’s lucky that whatever happened took out both sides, giving her time to gather herself and then gets a look at what’s actually happening.

The warlock — the High Warlock and the reason her parents are in a different location rather than here — is still in front of Alec, even if they're both standing now. Izzy isn’t even sure if Alec’s standing or if he’s being held up, she can’t tell from this angle or from how blood drips down into her vision. His wings are out, but they’re not glinting adamas and they’re not being ripped away from him either.

Finally she sees Alec fully as he steps away from the warlock and looks towards her, even across the distance, she feels like their gazes meet.

Run.

The stern command against her mind is silent to her ears, but not her senses. Izzy’s never felt a louder truth or a more desperate and deadly emotion from her hermano.

It’s dangerous.

He’s dangerous and it’s with fear that Izzy realizes the warlock must be a guide and if he’s a guide and Alec’s giving her a warning then...

Izzy closes her eyes and grits her teeth, forcing herself up even though she’s struggling along with every other shadowhunter on the battlefield.

On a field of slaughter, more like.

Unlike the other shadowhunters who are picking their blades back up and orienting themselves, Izzy runs. One foot after the other, first a staggering limp before her gait steadies as her training overcomes the pain and shock. Alec didn’t give empathic orders like that unless lives were in danger... but Izzy is the only one he’s bothered to warn.

Tears stream down Izzy’s face as the screams start.

These are people she knows.

Some of them are people she cares about and while she doesn’t like all of them, she’s been fighting on a battlefield with them for what feels like a lifetime.

Even as others join her in fleeing, Izzy knows it won’t be of any use.

She’ll survive for one reason and one reason alone, because the bonds of kin can temper Alec’s reason enough to spare her. There’s no such grace for anyone else on the field. Especially since most of them are hunter’s Alec only tolerated because they were all equal fodder once on the field and each body counted.

Alec’s never let on just how deep his soul ache is. If the echoes of his un-shielded mind feel like a canyon or a puddle, or how deeply he yearns for a guide, if at all.

Izzy feels like a fool.

Of course Alec would want a guide.

Who else will give him the unconditional love he deserves and has been denied his whole life. Their parents threw him at the Clave the moment he emerged and the Clave have him throwing him at demons and then on battlefields ever since.

Alec has no true reason to stay loyal to their people, not even the Pride of Idris that he was a part of. Alec turned his nose up at too many guides, snubbed too many families and bruised too many personal feelings, despite the blatant lack of compatibility between him and well, anyone.

He’s been alone for years, not just by choice but because he’s never matched.

Which is exactly why he’s slaughtering them.

All of them.

Tiers and rows and teams of nephilim, killed by one of their own. Worse, a sentinel, the steadfast protectors of their people. The very reason Alec leads troops despite being unbonded is because of his natural instinct as a sentinel to protect them and his territory.

Yet now he destroys what he once shielded with a near manic glee. Why wouldn’t he, when it’s to prove his devotion to his guide, Alec’s never been one to half-ass anything.

Izzy can feel Alec's satisfaction grow with each death. It lingers heavy in the air as if Alec’s warlock guide is magnifying it. Projecting it out to further torture the nephilim dying in droves and flaunt his own victory in claiming a sentinel even the Clave has given up on.

Most of them are trying to fight back but some know better and are running. Alec’s deadly enough on his own, but now in defense of his guide? There’s no hope for any of them.

Izzy stumbles, nearly tripping as the hunter in front of her drops, an arrow through their throat. Izzy wants to fall and kneel, take advantage of the fact that Alec’s her brother and take a moment to mourn and just breathe but she can’t.

Alec may be her brother but Alec’s guide is her enemy.

This is Alec’s last gift.

Her life, before her brother completely turns to the other side.

That warlock didn’t demand this.

Oh the Clave will assume so and so will their parents. They’ll make it sound like the warlock mind-controlled Alec but Izzy knows the truth. This is a gift. A courting gesture. A Raziel damned promise, that Alec will never betray his new guide and is firmly by his side, despite being enemies only moments before.

Izzy gets past the runline and to the tents, where runed defenses normally keep those in charge and those wounded who are sent back to heal.

Her first step past the zone where her body can recognize nephilim grace and she collapses. Rolling with the force of her fall and barely remembering to tuck herself to take the brunt on her shoulder rather than head.

For a moment she lays there, blood and mud in her mouth and then she’s being hauled up. Aline and Sebastian pulling her up and into a tent rather than in the mud.

“Izzy, what in Raziel’s name is happening past the runes? We can’t see anything.” Sebastian’s voice is soothing and familiar and Izzy chokes, turning to spit before accepting a canteen of water.

“The High Warlock, the one no one can get near. The reason my parents got called to Idris—” Izzy gets out and then she takes several more sips. They’ve both paled but what they’re imagining is nothing as bad as the reality. “He’s a guide. A powerful guide, he brought the entire battlefield down. Even his own side and by the time I managed to get up it was too late.” Izzy shrugs, laughing mirthlessly as she cries because she can’t tell if this is worse or better than losing Alec to death. “He’s claimed Alec as his sentinel.”

Aline turns to where the wardline is lit up with silver-blue wards and runestones and Izzy follows her gaze. The field she ran from can’t be seen, hidden beneath a deep, dark unnatural fog of crimson.

“The screams stopped a few seconds ago.” Sebastian murmurs, “I can’t tell if that’s bad or good. You think the warlock killed them all so that Alec wouldn’t have to choose? It makes sense he’d spare Izzy then, since she’s Alec’s sister.”

Izzy shakes her head, not sure if it’s guilt, love or exhaustion that holds her tongue from spilling the truth. Better to let them understand and see with their own eyes the carnage Alec’s wrought.

“Can you see out there, if you go past the wardline?” Aline asks her and Izzy isn’t sure, she doesn’t remember anything but trying to make sure she didn’t trip on the bodies that dropped as easily as the apples Izzy used to throw for Alec to shoot.

—-

Pleased avarice fills the entirety of Magnus as he watches his sentinel slaughter his way through packs of his fellow shadowhunters. No sooner had Magnus pulled Alexander to his feet and into a kiss to ground his boy with his touch as he pulled Alexander from a zone-out and his sentinel bristled. Turning his backto Magnus and hand on his unlit blade.

Magnus had thought it to be symbolic, that his delightfully tall sentinel wanted to show that he’d protect Magnus despite it hardly being necessary or what Magnus wants. Instead of posturing however, he’d launched forward, blade reaping lives and his psyche oozing grim satisfaction. He’s a scythe in a field of bodies ripe for the harvest.

This isn’t protection, it’s carnage.

Magnus is quite frankly, shocked and delighted by Alexander’s brutal instincts and the way he cuts through bodies with both his blade and wings. They’re bonded and even if it hasn’t settled that’s more than enough for him to shield Alexander from the mental agony ringing across the field.

His boy is drenched in the sacred and holy blood of his own people, uncaring of the gore as Alexander crushes bones and cuts off limbs. A battledance of gruesome beauty dedicated to Magnus alone.

Magnus hadn’t had any particular plans for the rest of the shadowhunters on the field before this. He’d fully intended on taking Alexander somewhere private, where he could make sure his sentinel wasn’t too overstimulated as they finished bonding. Sentinel senses could be rather delicate, especially before the final claim to complete and settle a bond. Alexander’s mind and soul submitted so sweetly to Magnus’ claiming that he thought he’d need to protect his boy until it settled.

Yet Alexander stands strongly, bow drawn and arrow aimed, feet steady and planted on bloodsoaked ground. Quickly and efficiently picking off those who try to run, avoiding only one single shadowhunter.

That singular mercy would normally be enough to raise Magnus’ hackles, however the bond that thrums between his boy and the lone shadowhunter is familial and filled with farewell, not one of lust or yearning.

Still, it stokes something bitter in Magnus’ instincts that anyone was spared when this is a display from Alexander to himself. It’s not even a display of protection, but one of devotion. One survivor won’t make him doubt his sentinel but it does make him wistful, as Magnus watches his boy decapitate one of the hunter’s actually trying to fight back.

Despite thinking of taking Alexander somewhere calm and isolated, where his senses could be soothed as they bonded, Magnus has changed his mind.

Because while it isn’t necessary, Magnus intended to finalized his bond with Alexander with sex. He wants a primal bond and considering Alexander is slaughtering the soldiers he was leading only moments ago, his boy can only want the same.

Magnus doesn’t want to tame Alexander’s tempest, he wants to unleash it and add his own gale to the storm.

—-

The minute every threat is neutralized — perhaps not yet dead, but no longer a threat, Magnus pushes his sentinel down onto the ground and follows. Kissing Alexander messily and marveling at how just how much blood his boy got on himself during the massacre he just gifted Magnus.

“You’re divine, Alexander.” Magnus praises as he kisses blood from Alexander’s jaw and they both groan when Alexander gets his viscera soaked fingers under Magnus’ shirt. They’re firm and calloused and slick with still warm blood and Magnus chuckles into Alexander’s mouth as he uses magic to get both their pants open.

“I hope you’ll forgive me darling, but I’m afraid after your little display we’re bonding here and now, Alexander. I’ll fuck you on silks and roses later if you like, but for now. I’ll have you like this.” Magnus means it too, his sweetly vicious sentinel deserves finery and gentleness as equally as he deserves to be ravaged in the pools of blood he’s created.

Alexander chuckles under him, eyes dark and wild as he pulls Magnus down so he can lean up and kiss him — teeth catching on Magnus’ lip in a taunt.

“You think I mind bonding on the land I washed clean for you with blood? You think I’d let you bond me somewhere else? I’m your sentinel now. You decreed it. So prove it here, where it can’t be denied.”

Magnus has to kiss him for that and then Magnus drags his fingers through the thick blood on Alexander’s clothes.

“Do you think your dead comrades ever imagined that the most useful thing they’d ever do in life or death is help me fuck you open?”

Alexander whines, hips wriggling to give Magnus more room to pull his pants down far enough so Magnus can fuck him.

Magnus pets his fingers across Alexander’s hole, anointing it with the blood of Alexander’s own hunters with a smirk. There’s a whine of impatience and Magnus spits, letting blood and saliva mix and adding magic to slick the way as he presses into Alexander.

Magnus feels as impatient as Alexander looks, the way he’s urging Magnus to hurry with little hitching breaths and judders of his hips as he clenches down on Magnus fingers.

“I’m trying to loosen you sweetheart, let me in.” Magnus nips at Alexander’s ear, careful to avoid breaking or biting skin just yet. “If you keep clenching like that, how are you ever going to handle my cock, hmm?”

Alexander whines, tensing despite Magnus orders and finally after a deep, steadying breath he forcibly relaxes. Magnus fucks into him with his fingers, curling them and twisting and holding down Alexander’s hip with his other hand. Unrepentant when he finds Alexander’s prostate and rubs teasingly at it.

“There, isn’t that better?” Magnus asks and Alexander’s gasp of his name is the correct answer as Magnus adds a third finger, twisting until he’s knuckle deep. The rings of his fingers pressing together and stretching Alexander’s rim tight against the cold metal.

Magnus crooks his fingers teasingly, the rings threatening to slip past Alexander’s rim and he laughs in delight as Alexander comes, breathless and untouched between them.

“Such a good boy,” Magnus praises him mentally and also petting him with emotions. Laving him with affection and pride and Alexander squirms, clenching around Magnus’ fingers like he’s afraid they’ll leave. Magnus gives him a moment to settle and then presses his fingers deeper, curling them so they press insistently against Alexander’s prostate this time.

It earns him a deep whine and Alexander tenses and trembles beneath him. His wings are muddy, fluttering and gathering filth and blood and Magnus only allows it because he’ll personally clean each and every feather later.

Once Alexander is entirely his.

Alexander’s hole is pink and swollen and streaked with blood when Magnus pulls his fingers free. It’s obscene to use nephilim blood to fuck Alexander, but how can Magnus waste such a precious opportunity when it’s been provided by Alexander.

Magnus slicks his cock with the blood on Alexander’s torso and then fucks into him. He’s not nice or gentle about it and Alexander’s scream is silent as his nails claw into Magnus’ back and he bites at the shoulder of Magnus’ jacket. His teeth nearly pierce through the leather, prickles of pain teasing at Magn us’ skin as Alexander moans.

“Did I forget to mention the piercings, darling?” Magnus barely manages to get the words out. Breathless himself and too entranced by how tight Alexander is around him. The jacobs ladder of platinum rings down his cock dragging and catching on Alexander’s hole had been blissful but it’s even better now, fully inside him. Magnus has to take a moment, just to let himself feel as Alexander’s soft walls flutter around him. Each of the nine captive beaded piercings ensure that his sentinel will never be able to forget the feeling of Magnus fucking him.

Of Magnus claiming him from the inside out..

Alexander is breathing wildly, wings puffed up and trembling and eyes clenched shut as he tries to breathe. There’s blood and mud in his hair and on his face and Magnus snaps his hips forward, just to make Alexander look at him.

He does, gasping out Magnus' name in both complaint and awe.

—-

Alec can feel everything and it’s been too much since Magnus caught him and claimed him but that doesn’t matter. Because all sensation fades away, to where he can’t feel the mud or smell the blood or anything but Magnus.

Magnus cock breaks and remakes him, as he memorizes every imprint of metal and flesh inside him as Magnus fucks him.

Alec could zone out on the sensation of cool metal that stays chilled and Magnus’ cock searing hot in contrast. He can’t though, Magnus keeps him on the edge of awareness, dragging his cock in and out in smooth, slow thrusts, as if he has all the time in the world. Each piercing catches on Alec’s rim, again and again every time Magnus pulls out only to slam back in and when he hits Alec’s prostate, it’s with metal kissing it.

Alec can still hear the gasps of the dying. The gargle of blood in lungs, slowly drowning those he stabbed in vital places but didn’t personally finish off.

But what does that matter when he can also hear the way Magnus’ heart beats in tandem with his own and feel how Magnus cock pulses inside him, slicking his walls with precome and the blood Magnus opened him with. Alec’s too sensitive to come again, even if he’s half-hard and wishing he could. That kind of pleasure would black him out when he’s this open and overwhelmed or worse. Send him into a zone out..

Magnus is shielding him, but not completely, not yet.

He wants Alec to feel this and Alec wants to feel it even if he feels like he’s drowning.

Alec wants to feel the raw agony of death around him as he discovers the brutal joy of being found and claimed. Wants to be lost and then found again by the pained pleasure of Magnus fucking him, his cock erasing and rewriting every moment Alec ever felt lonely and aching and empty without Magnus.

Magnus fingers stroke his dick, forcing him fully hard and then slowing to jerk Alec off with unhurried, lazy movements as the thick crimson fog around them begins to disperse.

It lingers on the edges of his vision before disappearing and Alec groans as he realizes Magnus did it on purpose.

Magnus wants everyone to see and feel the backlash as their bond finishes forming, to witness Alec’s guide fucking him in a valley of blood and as Magnus comes, the bond sears fully into place.

Existence roars and the world spins before it’s tucked away behind Magnus, the sensations that overwhelm Alec fading away. Even with as over sensitive and vulnerable as he is.

He comes, barely feeling and nearly blacking out from the feeling of Magnus’ limp cock and hard piercings sliding from his raw hole.

Fingers pet over his face and he can hear each kiss of metal teeth as Magnus zips him back into his pants and then hauls him up. Alec’s not sure how he does it, when Alec’s spine feels like jelly and his wings are a dead weight.

There’s the noise of a portal and Alec follows with relief, knowing that wherever Magnus takes him will be home.

Will be safe.

—

AN:

When Magnus dropped his shields, they connected on a psionic level and he claimed Alec mentally, he then locked Alec’s senses on him with a quick imprint, to ensure that Alec will know him no matter what. The sex just finalized the bond and also cemented what kind of bond it is. The psionic melding shared the basics of who they are with each other. Not like, favorite color and food, but like the primal basics of a soul and mind and their names.

I’m gonna explain the sentinel/guide bonds in my universe because everyone kind of has their own thing and mine is aro/ace inclusive which a lot of them are really not. In fact in this universe stabilizing/formalizing/settling a bond via sex is the rarer of the three options.

Okay so full-bonding can occur with either sex/mutual full sense-imprinting (including psionic)/and mutual, scarring bites. There’s about a twelve hour window after you start forming your bond to stabilize it with a full/complete bonding. It does not take a full twelve hours, but that’s about the limit before you start going feral with the need to finalize the bond.

Full and (mutual) sense-imprinting is both physical and psionic and creates a bond based on a kind of mutual steadiness, a baseline bond that's got a firm and even foundation and is very grounded. If one half of a pair is especially hot-headed/reckless/impulsive or something, they might want this kind of a bond to help ground themselves just a little more. Or if both sides have anxiety etc. This is the kind of bond that helps stabilize you and your partner to the point where a lot of partners can work apart if they want/need to. It’s the most common bond.

A mutual bite blood-shared bond creates a very protective more insular bond. It’s basically the most defensive version of the bonds and it’s very focused on each other. More contact platonic or otherwise is required, a lot of holding hands and leaning against each other and generally being in each other’s space. Which is less optional and more a need to feel each other as close as can be. Most pairs who bond like this don’t work apart ever. Second most common bond.

Sex bonding is actually in fact a sex ritual with a side of bonding and is more raw and primal driven. It’s a more rare form of bonding because of that. The bond it forms is a violent, decadent and feral energy that toes the line of humanity. It’s a more rare bond because it does symbolize a sacrifice of control for the raw, wildness of a bond that's also rabidly obsessive. Depending on the pair, you never know if they’re more or less dangerous together or apart and which they are depends on the sentinel/guide. Least common bond.

After a bond stabilizes, the acts of full sense imprinting, sex and biting each other don’t have any effect on the bond itself. They’re just fun things they can do or not do.

Yes they still need to do full sense and psionics imprints, but if they’d done that first it would be a different kind of bond. Therefore, sex first.

There are nine captive beaded piercings (which are a hoop with a locking bead in the middle that seals the piercing shut) on Magnus’ Jacob’s ladder piercing and they represent the nine circle of hell because he’s extra like that.

also for anyone wondering, Magnus didn’t influence Alec at all even though he could have. Alec is just also extra and wants to make sure Magnus understands that he’s picking Magnus, just like Magnus chose him. Alec wants everyone to know what side of this war he now belongs to. there will be no allowance of someone even hinting he's not loyal to Magnus and Magnus alone.

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