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ghostjoohoney · 2 years

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Now you’re stuck

Neteyam(19) x human fem reader (19)

Warnings: SMUT, oral, fingering, spit, praise kink, cursing, rut Neteyam, aggressive Neteyam.

You grew up in pandora with the sullys. Unlike spider, you were more of a lab kid. You didn’t like going out much unless you absolutely had to. There was too much war going on for your liking, so you decided it was safer inside. Nevertheless, you were just as close to the sullys as spider was. The sully kids would come in the lab to visit you every single day. However, Today was a-little different.

“Wassup, bro??!” Lo’ak walked over to you with a smile, sitting ontop of the desk infront of you.

“Lo’ak, my guyyyyy. Wassup!” You extend your hand to do the handshake you taught him.

“Hey, y/n” kiri smiles as she sits on the floor infront of you.

“Hey, kiri.” You smile, and gesture for a high-five. Your smile slowly fades as you look around the lab in confusion.

“Hey, where’s Neteyam?” You let out a nervous chuckle before leaning back in your chair. They both look at you with silence, and then stare at each other, as if they needed to tell you something. Lo’ak sighs before smiling gently, and looking back at you.

“Ummm, ya know…he’s, aroundddd…” he rolls his eyes sarcastically before kiri hit him on the head. You look between the siblings before speaking again.

“What happened to him?” You ask, getting concerned. Kiri nudged Lo’ak in hopes that he would tell you the truth. He sighs again before speaking.

“He’s in rut.” He whispers to you as he looks around the lab. Your eyes widen at the response.

“Damn, AGAIN?” You almost shout the last word. You knew that at a certain age, na’vi men go into rut, as the women go into heat. You didn’t know how often it came and went, however.

“It’s been 2 months since the last one, so he’s on schedule.” Kiri explains looking up at you.

“Well is he ok? He told me that last time was the worst one by far.” You ask looking down in your lap. You hated that he had to go through that pain alone.

“Yeah he hasn’t found a mate to satisfy him yet, so it’s only going to get worse until he does.” Kiri says as she shrugs her shoulders. Lo’ak shoots her a death glare, as he saw the panic filling your eyes.

“Bro, he will be fine. He’s in a secluded area in the forest with my dad.” Lo’ak explains as he taps your thigh, reassuring you that everything is going to be ok. You nod in agreement.

“Hey kids, we’re closing down for the night.” Norm says from his desk across the lab. You all nod, and say your goodbyes. Before walking off, lo’ak caresses your shoulder and smiles at you.

“He will be fine, i promise you.” he reassured you for the last time before him and Kiri walk out of the lab.

It’s been a few hours, and you still sat at your desk in the dark. Your mind was racing thinking about Neteyam. Was he really ok? Was his dad with him now? Was he in pain?

Your thoughts consumed you so much that you decided to go looking for him. You got up, and grabbed the left over skittles he opened when he was at the lab the day prior.

“Maybe he’ll like this.” You whisper to yourself as you look down at the skittles in your hand. You walked over to norms desk, and grabbed the injection that helps you breath the pandora air without a mask. You take the cap off, and inject it into your thigh. You throw the injection needle away, and walk towards the door.

You had been walking for a while, still trying to find Neteyam.

“Goddamn!!! Jake really hid him.” You say out loud as you walk around the forest with your flashlight.

“NETEYAMMMM!!!??? WHERE ARE YOU, IDIOT??!!” You shout with your hand cupped over your mouth. You turn around with the flashlight, and nothing. You sigh loudly realizing that you wouldn’t find him tonight. You start to walk back in the direction of the lab, until you hear a twig snap behind you. You turn around with your flashlight, and there he was.

Panting loudly, sweating, growling through gritted teeth. His expression soften alittle when he noticed it was you. He sighs in relief, still panting.

“You scared the hell out of me!” You shout as you grab your chest, trying to calm down. He didn’t react much to your reaction. Instead, his lips pursed, as he stared at you with disappointment.

“What the FUCK are you doing here?!” He shouts, causing his muscles to flex, and his veins to pop out of his arms. You noticed, and almost melted. You couldn’t deny that Neteyam was hot as hell. However, you did think it was weird of you to have a crush on him all things considering. You take a step back from him, as you have never seen him so angry.

“I- I came looking for you…I brought you these.” You smile alittle as you hold the skittles out for him to take them. He shuts his eyes and sighs at the gesture. He realized that he was being mean to you, but he couldn’t control it. He walked over to you slowly, taking the skittles out of your hand. He bends down to hold your shoulders, as he musters up a smile, still visibly in distress.

“Thank you, y/n, but you have got to go! You can’t be here right now. I’m not in my right mind. “ he explains as he runs his hands through his hair, backing away from you. You watch him back away from you, and you take a step closer.

“I just wanted to help you out, Neteyam.” You finally confess with your head down. He bites his lip at the thought of you staying with him, helping him through his rut. He tried to knock the thought out of his head, but he was slipping away, and his rut was taking the forefront.

“NO! my rut is too much for you to handle. I won’t be able to control myself. I will hurt you.” He explains as he takes a seat next to a tree, burying his head in his hands. He was fidgeting with his hair, before he looked up at you again.

“And I can’t do that to you…” he confesses pointing at you while tears fell down his cheeks. You hesitantly walk towards him, and sit down infront of him, with your legs crossed. You touch his thigh, making him inhale sharply, backing up on his hands.

“Please, Neteyam. Let me help you. I hate seeing you like this.” You plead with him, as you reach for his thigh again, gently rubbing it. He looks down at your hand, and then back up at you. His eyes flicker from the soft yellow that you knew and loved, to a dark red, back to yellow. The change in his face scared you to the point that you jumped back. He sighs again, before shutting his eyes, throwing his head down.

“I told you, I can’t control it, y/n, and I don’t want to scare you. Please, I can’t hold on any longer. GET OUT OF HERE!” He growls, starting to rock back and forth, looking around the forest frantically. Your heart ached for him. He was so out of it, and it scared you, but you stood your ground.

“NO, I refuse to leave you out here.” You shout at him, as you grab his arm. This sent him into a frenzy.

“No, no, no,no, it’s coming! I’m sorry, y/n, I’m so sorry. I can’t control it.” He starts shaking his head frantically as he mumbled to himself. One last blink, and his eyes were red. He slowly turned his head to you, eyeing you up and down, standing up slowly. Your eyes widen at his appearance. It was dark, and scary. Your friend was no where to be found behind those eyes. You back away slowly, extending your hands to create space between you two.

“I told you to get the fuck outta here…now you’re stuck.” He says as he shakes his head at the frightened mess you’ve become. You genuinely thought that it wouldn’t be that bad, but you soon realized that you got yourself into a terrible situation. He extends his finger towards you, and smirks.

“Get over here.” He commands barely above a whisper. You whimper at his dark voice, fiddling with the strings on your hoodie.

“Don’t make me come get you, y/n.” He said in a calm, yet angry tone as he cracked his neck, and knuckles. You gulp loudly at the sound, and back up a-little more.

“I’m going to give you 3 seconds to get the fuck over here. If your not over here in those 3 seconds, you might as well run….” He says with a menacing grin, as he palmed his throbbing cock through his loincloth. Your eyes widen as you look at his huge bulge, and then back into his eyes. Which were now turning a brighter red, glowing in the dark.

“You see this? I’m gonna rip you in half with it. That’s what you wanted right?” He asks in a sarcastic tone, as he starts to walk closer to you.

You thought about what you could do to get yourself out of this situation. You knew you couldn’t run, he would definitely catch you. You didn’t want to stay still because he was scaring you. The only thing you could do is get on your knees in-front of him, and beg for mercy.

“Okay, okay, wait!” You place your hands on his knees, kneeling in-front of him. You look up at him with tears in your eyes.

“Neteyam?? Are you in there??? Please, I’ll leave! I will leave.” You plead with him through shaky breaths. He looks down at you, not even listening. All he could do is laugh at your failing attempt to get out of this. He lifts you up to your feet by your neck. You immediately grab his arm, as fear washes over your face.

“No….you’re staying here, with me tonight.” He says as he brushes your bottom lip with his thumb.

“Open your mouth.” He commands, and you nervously obliged. He sticks his thumb to the back of your throat causing you to gag loudly. You try to pull away, to no avail. He grips your neck tighter, cutting off circulation. You stop struggling in his grasp in hopes that he would loosen his grip on your neck. lucky for you, he does, and you let out a loud breath, still choking on his thumb.

“Don’t test me tonight, baby. Just do what the fuck I tell you.” He says through gritted teeth as he looks down at you, sucking his thumb. He rips his loincloth off, his cock springs out and hit your chin. He grabs it and starts jerking his bare cock in the direction of your face. He let out a low groan, as his eyes shut.

“Suck it.” he commands before taking his thumb out of your mouth, looking down at his throbbing cock. Your eyes widen again at the request. However, his patience was wearing thin. He grabs the back of your neck, and pushes it in your mouth. He throws his head back, feeling your warm mouth wrapped around his huge cock. He started to move slowly. Your eyes were almost popping out of your head. You could barely breath, as he started to thrust In your mouth. Your nose met his pelvic bone, and you lost it. You tried to push him away by his thighs, but all he did was grabbed your arms, leaving you with no kind of leverage. You start to choke, on him loudly, as tears fell from your eyes.

“Fuck yeah, you’re taking me so well, y/n.” He groans as he picks up the pace. Your eye roll to the back of your head as you gag on him, sending vibrations through his body.

“Yesss! Keep doing that. Keep choking on my cock.” He shouts through heavy breaths, jaw dropped at the pleasure he was receiving.

You gag once more, earning a soft chuckle from Neteyam.

“Fuck yeah, just like that y/n. Don’t fucking stop.” He commands as he throws his head back in pure bliss. You moan on his cock once more sending shockwaves through his entire body. His eyes widened as he felt his high coming.

“Ohh my fucking god, I’m about to nut in that pretty mouth. Is that what you want?” You moan in agreement, causing him to moan loudly. He shut his eyes tightly, taking his bottom lip between his teeth, as he tried to suppress his moans.

“SHITTT!!!” He yells as his eyes rolled back, and his legs started to shake. He thrusts into your mouth hard, grunting in the process. He pulls out of your mouth slowly, as you gasp loudly, taking in a deep breath. There was a spit line connecting from his tip to your bottom lip. He watched in awe, at how pretty you looked. He let his grip on your hair go, causing you to fall down to the ground.

He hurried to hover over you, and pin your arms down to the forest floor above your head. You didn’t fight him much, as you were already worn out. You just whimpered under his touch, as you shook your head, knowing what was coming next.

“Shhh, im almost done with you.” He says as he reaches down to take your shorts off. You thrust up with all the strength you could muster, trying to get him off of you.

“Don’t fight me, y/n! Im gonna get it either way.” He whispers in your ear, as he started attacking your neck. You moan from the sensation, biting your lip.

“I know you want me, why would you come out here if you didn’t?” He asks as he sits up, sliding your shorts down just below your knees. Holding your arms in one hand, he takes the other and starts massaging your clit. You immediately throw your head back, eyes shut, moaning out loud. He bends down to your face, and licks the tip of your nose before plunging two finger inside of you. You whince at the pain, trying to scoot back off of him. In turn, he pushes deeper inside of you.

“Don’t run from me, I gotta stretch you out first.” He grunts angrily through a clenched jaw as he starts to twirl his fingers. He leans down to your neck again, starting to leave traces of wet kisses. The pleasure and pain was too much for you to bare. You become a moaning mess under him, only turning him on more. He slows down his thrusts, making you open up more. The pain slowly started to subside, and you started to feel a knot in your stomach. You start thrusting in to his fingers, moaning his name.

“That’s right, baby! Open up to me.” Those words alone made your eyes roll back. Your jaw dropped as you threw your head back in pleasure. Your moans sent him into a frenzy. He started thrusting his fingers into you harder, and deeper. He swiftly palms his cock, and starts jerking off to you.

“You wanna feel me inside you now? I’ll make you feel so good.” He whispers as he kisses your cheek. The way he said it triggered your orgasm. Legs shaking and eyes shut, you grab his arm, pulling him closer.

“Fuck yes, please give it to me.” You scream riding out your high. The confirmation was all he needed before he flipped you over on your stomach, sending a hard smack to your ass. You whimper, and turn your head just enough to meet his gaze.

“You wanna watch me slide my cock inside that tight little pussy of yours? Hhm??” He asks as he slaps his cock on your ass.

“Mhmm, I wanna feel you so bad!” You whine, lifting your hips up to back your ass into him. The friction made him growl, as he reached around to pin your arms behind your back. He pushed your head into the ground, lining his cock up to your throbbing hole. He slowly slides the tip in.

“Yessss, Neteyam keep going!” You whinned. The way you moaned his name sent him spiraling. Without warning, he slams his entire cock into you. You scream at the feeling of being filled. He moans loudly while looking up to the sky, trying to control himself as much as he can. He slowly thrusts in and out of you. With even thrust was a grunt right after. He watched you from behind. The way your ass jiggled with each thrust, the way your back was arched. The way you screamed his name, he couldn’t help but speed up.

The pleasure was too much for you as you tried to crawl away. He grabbed you by your hood, twisting it around his arm for leverage. He slams you back down on him, causing you to go completely limp. The only thing keeping you from face-planting, was his grip on your hoodie.

“You’re not going nowhere, not until I fill you up.”

And with that, each thrust became long, and hard. Tears rolled down your delirious face, as you felt that familiar knot in your stomach. You couldn’t even scream, as your moans were getting caught in your throat. Every thrust sent waves of unbearable pleasure through your entire body.

“Let me help you, let me help you!!” He mocked your statement from earlier, with chuckle.

“I told you to leave, now look at you….completely dumb off my cock.” he explains as he drills you, dead and hard. You felt your high coming, causing you to gasp.

“Pleaseee, Neteyam..” you say, barely above a whisper, as you started shaking violently. You finally cum, more intense than the first time. Your mouth dropped when he sped up.

“I’m almost there, y/n! You did so fucking good for me!” He whines as he felt you clench around him. He shut his eyes, and let out a loud moan, releasing inside of you. He slowly thrusted his seed into your womb, and you bite your lip at the feeling, letting your eyes roll back.

“Such a good girl…Fuck!” He says through heavy breaths, pulling out of you slowly. He lets your hoodie go, and you immediately fall to the ground. You pant loudly as you try to catch your breath.

Neteyam, shakes his head to come back from his trance. With one blink, his eyes are that familiar soft yellow again. He looks around confused, before looking below him. He sees your almost lifeless body, half naked, face down on the ground. you groan lowly as you try to crawl away. Neteyam gasps at you, watching

You struggle to crawl away from him, as if he was a monster.

He slowly crawls over to reach the front of you, and lightly touches you hand.

“Y/n? Y/n I am so sorry! I don’t even remember what happened.” He frantically waits for you to respond. You manage to find enough strength, turning around on your back. You lazily send him a thumbs up, before slamming your hand back on the ground. He looks at you confused, as you go in and out of consciousness.

“I-I’m l-ike….literally fineeeee. Just alittle tired.” You confess, as you yawn. Neteyam signs in relief, realizing that you were ok.

“I- I’m gonna take you back to your room, ok? Is it alright if I pick you up?” He asks with his hands up. You nod, and send him a smile, falling back asleep. He shakes his head, and smiles at you, picking you up, and walking you back to the lab.

Okay, this took me all day because I actually had school today…like the professors were proffessoring🙄… anyways I hope you guys like this one. Come back later tonight for the next story. Love y’all ❤️😎😎

Outtie❤️🖖🏾,

Pandorxx

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ghostjoohoney · 3 years

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˖ ࣪ 💭🎀Ꮺ ! ∩⑅∩ ᘒ ࣪ 🧠˖˙ 𖥦 ⪧ ◟ ˒ ˶ᵔᵕᵔ˶ ㇏𖣗𖦆⊹🕷♡̷̷ 𖤐˖﹙﹚女˚ ❥ ⊹ 𓏲࣪ 神 .˚ 𖥨┉┈ ˓ ༿ ⸒ ／ ଓ ઇ ઉ ᧙ ᥐ 𖧧 〞◖ ꩟ ᠀ ◠ ◡ ˙˙˙ ຳ ﹻ ﹟╳× ̟ ˖ ⁺ ₊ ✼　｡ﾟ･　☆　° ｡ ະ ⵓ ꒰ᵕ༚ᵕ⑅꒱ˀˀ 𓏲 ❛⠀text •𓋅 𖧧 ָ࣪ ⠀⠀ㅤ⠀ོㅤㅤ 𖧧 ָ࣪ 𖤐 .% ♡̸̸ ✧ ⊹○ﾟ˖ ⊹ › ‹ 𖤐 ᵎ𓂅 𐀔ɞ ִֶָ ʚ ɞ ◟⊹ 𖧧. ָ࣪ ◝. ㅤ 𓄹 ࣪ ˖ 𓆉 ִֶָ𓂅 𑁍ࠬ ⊹ ࣪˖⁩ ꒦꒷ ʾ˓𖤣 𓆤 ʕ•̫͡•ʔ 𖧧 ָ࣪ 𓏲˖ 𑁍 ࣪˖ 𓂃 ❅ ❥ ˓ 𓏲ִ 𓂃 . ✦ ٬ . ࣪. ˓ ꜜ ᪥ ˖࣪ ゲ! ⸃⸃ 𐇵 ˓𓄹 ࣪˖ 𖤠ะ 𓏲࣪◜𖤐 ִֶָ 𓂃 ⊹ ꫂ 。⚢˖⁩ ༯ ರ ❁𓂅 𓄼ꕤ༘ ᵎ ⤿ ⸼ ᨓ ◞ ̑̑ ꪶ ꫂ Ꮺ࣭۪ ⵓ𓏲࣪◜ ִֶָ𓏲࣪ ⨾ ˖ ୧ 。𓈒 𓈒 𓈒 ༣ ྅ ﻬ˚ ͙ 𑂻𑂴 ♡ 𓍢 ₍ 𓆤 𓏲࣪ . 𓂃 ꈍᴗꈍ 𖨂 ❛ ¸ 𓂅 ៹ 𓂃 ๛∙᷅° 𖦥 ᵎ ⚟ ⚞ ৲ ﷼ ㍐ ૱ ⚑ ⚐ ｡ ⩨͢ ࿓᪶ ະ﹢ ˖ ⁶ ₆ 𓃠 ⊹ ˚. !! 𖤐ʾ ִֶָ 𖥔 ݁ ˖ଘ ˘͈ᵕ˘͈ ꧔ ꉂ🕷ʾ ִֶָ𖧧.៹ 𓂃 𓍯 𖤐˚.) 𓍼 ᝢ ⊹ ˚. ♡﹙﹚㶌旗 .𑁍ࠬ¸𓍢 𓄂𓄽

₉ ⁹ ₉ ₆ ⁶ ₆ ( ᵒ̴̶̷̤ ꒳ ᵒ̴̶̷̤｡ ) ᴓ˟⁘ ᶻᶻᶻ ｷ ᭕ ꜛ𖤐 ꉂ ҂ 𓄹͓ ˖࣪ 𖥨▐ ▍▎▐ 🕷️ ▍▐ ▍▎¸𓏲࣪ ˚.꒷ 𖤐⤸₊˚ ִֶָ ❜ ✧ (๑•́ ᎔ ก̀๑) ᵎ ⊹ ִֶָ ╱ ᨳ᭬ ⸝⸝ 🕷️◞ ◜₉ 𖤐 💀 𓍢 𖤐 ¹ ៹ キ 𓍯 ☠️ ꉂ 🕷️ ₉ ꞋꞌꞋ 精神。ꜛ𓏲♡̸ 𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 ִֶָ ִֶָ 𓏲࣪𖤐🕷️⋮ ଡ଼ ꉂ 𓉳 𖤐 text ˖ ࣪ . 𑁍ࠬ 🕷️⊹ ࣪˖⁩

⁹ ₁ ❟ 𖠅 ١ 𖡼 ︎ִֶָ ̽𖧧 ָ࣪ 𖧵ֹֺֽ໋໋݊ 𓄹𓈒 𓏲 ๋࣭ ꕤ ۰⸼ ۫𓂅 ᐢ⸼⸼ᐢ ࣪✦𓂃 ᭥ ̗̀ ̖́𓏲 ❟♡ : 交響曲𓈒 ₍⑅ᐢฅ́˘ฅ̀ᐢ₎𖧧 ָ࣪ 🏴‍☠ ⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪ . ❜ ﹫oc ⊹ ִֶָ✧ fc ᵎ ִֶ 𓆦 𓏲 ˖ ♡̷̸⁩◞／❥ 𓆷 ᤴ ⸒ ۰ 旗᭟ ；♡̷◞⃕ ⸼ ₉ 𖥶 𖤣 ࣪ ˖ ꜜ ٪ ࣪ ִֶָ 𖥧 𖤥＇、˖ ָ࣪➹ ❛ ᭣֤ࣨ 𑁍֤ ┉┈ 𖣠 ⠀ོ⁩⠀𖥽 ⊮ 𖣽 ⵢ 𑁍. 𓂅 ꜜ ଓ ♡̷̷۫۫ ꕀ 。♡𖤐 𓃠 ◞ ꈍᴗꈍ 🕷️OO ִֶָ✧ : ᕱ ᕱ ❛ ♡ 𓂅 ʚ ɞ ┈─ 𖧷 ꜜ ᩠ ❥ 𓏧 ◟ ༉‧₊˚ ❜ 𑁍✧ 。ꉂ ៹ % 。⸗ ꕤ ˖ ̼ ̼ ̼ ̼ ̼ ̼ ̼ ̼ ̼ ⸼ ❛ ⌗ ↺ ❛ ⤹ ꞋꞌꞋ ִֶָ ꙳໋͙ ⌑ 𓆫 𓌖 ⊹ ࣪˖⁩ 𑁍 ོ⁩❟ 𓏲 𑁍 ꓹ ݃ ﹔𓂅 ˑ ִֶָ 𑁍 . ﹙٫﹚ ૂ ࣪᪥ 𒀭࣪⋆ ✵ ٬٬ ،، · ࣪𐇵 ❟ 𓄹 ࣪˖ ˖ ࣪ 𖧷 𖡎 ◞ 𓏲 ࣪˖ 𑁍 ࣪˖ 𓂃 . ࣪ ˖ ∿ 𑁍 ˓ ⊹ ָ࣪ ˓˓ ˒˒ ، ˖ ࣪𑁍 ˖ ՚༹ ˙˖ 𖥔 ،،̲ ﹕ ، ݃˓ ༨ ༢ ༣ ◜｡◞ さ˖ ࣪⊹ ִֶָ ᯽ .ﾟ‪‪༘༘ ˖࣪ ✦ ଘ ◡̈ ❛❜ ٫ ʾ ִֶָ%˓ ᵎ ✦.˚ ࣪.`⌁ ◜◞ さ˖ ࣪⊹ ִֶָ ᯽.ﾟ‪‪༘༘ ˖࣪ ✦ ଘ ◡̈ ❛❜ ٫ ʾ ִֶָ%˓ ᵎ ✦. ࣪.`⌁ 𑁍 ࣪ ˖ 𓂅 ゲムꜜ ´ ִֶָָ࣪ 𖥔՞˖࣪ ٪ ˖ ݁ . 𔘓 ؛ ៹ ָ࣪❟ ⎙ ⊹ ꓹ ─ ๑ ⨟ 𓂃⁩ᵎᵎ 𖤐 ҂ ╱ ♯ ⸝⸝⸼ ،،﹫♡ ❜ ꒷ ₉ 𓄰 ˖ ࣪ ִֶָ ャヽִֶָ𑁍⌕ ʾ ✦᭟𓈒 ᤳ⊹ 𓄼 𓏲𓏸˙˖𓏲 ִֶָ 𓄼𓈒๋ ⊹ ִֶָ ꓹ 𝗮𝘀 𐂂𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 鬼 𓃨 𖥊❟៹ꜥ ﹆⊱𓆇՞.𖥨 ℋ𖧦𔘓𖥔•͈ ┈─❟ʾ 𝙾̲𝙽̲𝙴̲ 𔘓 〞⸒﹗˖ ࣪ ˓༅ꪳ𖧧♥︎¸࣪ ꩜ⴰ ࣪˖𓂅⁩ ᪥㌐ ₀₀ ♡ ៸៸ ｡ ˚ 𓈒 ⨾ ˖ ݁ . 𔘓 ؛𝘩𝘺𝘢𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙝 𓆸﹫ ˖࣪ 𖥨• ꒷ ࣪.𖤣𖥧˚.𓂅 ˓ 𓏲ᵎ ٬ ᤷ ៶𖥨 𑁍ࠬ ˖࣪𖧧 ָ࣪᪥ ˖᯽ ⊹ .꠶❥ 𖥔 ،، 𑁍 ࣪˖ 🎀 ʕ•̫͡•ʔ𓏲࣪ ˖࣪ ✶ ๋࣭ ◜📮◞ ִֶָ𓄹 ˖࣪🌷𓏲࣪ ִֶָ﹫៹ 生𔗫 ִ ֗🔪🕷️ ؛. ָ ֺ 𔘓 ꒷꒦ 𓄹 ࣪ ˖ 🏴‍☠️ ٬ . ִ ֗ ៵ʾ ◗ ⊹ ᳝ ࣪🛢️🧇◌ ִ ໋.ˑ ִ ᥐʾ ֛ 𖥻 ࣪ ᳝ ◌ ̸ᵎᵎ ˖. ࣪ 𖦆 ִ ་ 𖦹𓏲 ˖╲ ࣪ ! : 𖥔࣪ ˖🐰🎀 ¡ ℒ ִֶָ ⊹𓂅⁩ ૮₍ ˃̵͈᷄ . ˂̵͈᷅ ₎ა 𓂃𑁍 ࣪˖ 𖦹 🐰🩰⋆ Ꮺ ָ࣪ ۰ . ¡! ⋆ ࣪. 🧠. › ᐢ • ˕ • ᐢ ˖ ݁ ˓ 𖣠 ! › 🎀 ๑・ꈊ ⍝ ʔ 𓏲·˚🦴🧠 𖦆 ͙ ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ⑅₎ ⊹ 𖡼 ָ࣪ ˖ 𓏲࣪ 🥛🩰 𓄹𓈒 ˖ ࣪ ꒷ ꐑꐑ ! ‣ 𒀭 ˓ 𖣠 ، 🌷🐰🦷˖ ▹ . › 𖦹 ! ✦ ˖ ٠ 🛁 › ✸ 🧠🥛˖ ۫ ،،̲ ˖ ࣪ 𒀭◞ ฅ ࣪ ˖ 🐰🛁🩰 ∘ ، 🐰🌷🚎 ࣪ . · 𖣠 ˖ 𖥨៹ ─╌ ˖ ࣪ ٬ 🎀💭 ࣪ . ` ✸ ⌁ ▹ 🧠🦷🥛 ꞌꞋꞌ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ˖ ࣪⭑ ❙❘❙❚❙❘❙❙❚❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘❙❙❚❙❘❙❙❙❚ 〃𒄬 🜲 ❜ ࣪🔌 ִֶָ ،،̲ ✶ 📰 ◗. ` 🏴 ⌁ ⚔ 𖥔 🏳 ࣪ ˖ ⁽⁾｡

❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ 𓍢 ๋࣭ ⭑ ⸱៰ ͘ ࣭⸰ 𖥔 ͙ࣳ 𓂃 ࣪៙͘⸳⭑ࣶࣸ ֺ✦⸼࣪⸳ 𓂃 ⴰ ࣭͘ ⭑ุ 𝁼 ✷ 𝅄 ✦ ⸱࣭ 𓄹 ⭑ ֩ ⸳ 𝁼 ★ ͘ ⴰ ⸰ֺ⭑« ✇ ุ๋ ⸱ 𓄰 ⩩ ៰࣪ ࣭ ﹟🔌🖇 ꒱⸰ֺ ࣭⭑𓄹 ⸒࣪ ▍▎█▍▎▌▍▎█▌▎ █▎▌▏ 𓄰﹟૰ ࣶ 𝃛 𖥔 ֙

𝅄 ャﾞ𒀭𖤩 ˖˚ 𖠿 ‣ ִֶָ ، 𖤘 𖠗 ֶָ 🧠 ʾʾ ۫ ♥︎.⭒ ۫ ׅ 🎀 𝅄 𓈈 𐑺ִ

𖥻𝆬 🏩❕ 𝅄᠂ ⭒ ֢ ꜥ 🥛 ⋅ 🧠 ⩇ ʿ 𓄹 𖠗 🎀 ۫ 𔓘 𝗈︩︪

. ૮(ˊ ᵔ ˋ)ა . 𖣯 ⋆ ˖ ࣪ ! 𓈈𓂃⬫ ׂ ׅ 🎂 𓂃 ૮₍ ៸៸ ᵜ ก ₎ა ֶָ ׁ ❁̶ (●´⌓`●) ᘒ ˖˙‹𝟯 ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀

⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝ ƚ

ャ ˖ ! 𑁍 ୨ ࣪ ˓ 🥛 ★ ﹆ׂׂ ˖ ◗ ᥫ᭡ ˖ ࣪ ‹ 𖥔 ࣪ ˖ ぅ ་ ᳝ ◝ 𖥻 ぅ. ֺ ָ ֙⋆ ་ ᳝ ◝ 𖥻 ̨𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪◞ せルゲ ⚠︎ ☻ ☺︎︎ ☹︎ ▹ 𖥔 ࣪ 📼 # ⋆ ⨾ ⊹ ǂ ⵓ ꒷꒦ ぬ ָ࣪ をあ ✶ ໑ 𓄼 › ✶ ♥︎ ❛ ˖࣪ 𓄹࣪ 𖠌 ✶ ָ࣪ ˖ Ꮺ ≛ ، .𖤩˖࣪ ✦ ₊˚.◗ 𓏲 ࣪₊ 𓍼˖ ᰍ ` ▸ ៸៸ 🐭 . ★﹟や ˖⁩𖦹︎ 𓄹᮫ֺ໋ ៹

˖ ۫♡ ♥︎ (๑•̀ᗢ•́๑) ❛˖ 🔪،͟، 𓂅𓄹࣪ ،، 𒀭 ʿʿ ⋆ ᳝ ֺ を ˎˊ ˗🎱 ✶་ Ꮺָ࣪ ‣ 𖥨 𖤣𖥧 𓂃𑁍 ▸ ⋆ ⭒𓁿 𓆰 ⋆ ꉂ ՙ ،̲،̲ ٪ 𓂅 𖠌 𓄹 ࣪ ˖ ⸼ 𖦹 ᪥ ❁ ˖࣪ ∿ 𐀔 𓇚 𔘓 𐇵 𖡼 ଘ 𐀔 ᵎᵎ ˖ ࣪ ،̲،̲ ⊹ ִֶָ 𖧷 ᖚ ✦ 𓅦 ៹ ꒺ ┈ ❟ ꥟ ❟ ❛❛ ❜❜ ،، 📃 ✽ ،،̲ ‹› ✱ ๑ˎˊ˗ 𖧧 ❛ં ⩩ ⌔ 𖣠 𖥕﹫ ✯ ✪ ⊹ ₊ ࣪𓏲 ͎🥛₊˚✧ ᝰ 𖤐 ꒰ % 🧂 ✦ ◗𓍼 ˖⋆⑅˚₊ 𓍯 ꗃ ⌗ 🏷️ · * ʕ•̫͡•ʔ ★ᰍ ҂ ꒦꒷꒦ ☁︎ ꙳໋͙ な! ☆★

🛒ヤ ✶ 🔩⌗ ! ʾ ૪ ࣪˖ オ ˖˙ ៹ ╲˚ׂᨘ ‣ 𖡄 ،،̲ ‹3 冬 ㆆ •

𓍯 𓂃𓏲࣪ ˖࣪ 𓂅 Ꮺ ָ࣪ ۰ 𖣠 ✦ ،،

˖ ࣪ 𒀭 ִֶָ ˖࣪ᝰ ָ࣪ ۰ ⸂ぬ ࣪˖⁩ 🧈 ▾

☹︎˖࣪ ⚠︎ᵎ ִֶָ𓂃✶ ˖ ࣪ 𖥔 ،،̲

𔘓 ٪ ˖ ࣪ 𓂃𒄬 ࣪˖ ›⋆ Ꮺ ָ࣪ ۰

♥︎ 𐀔ʾʾ. ▭ ⌕ ʾ › ゲ! ⸃⸃

꩜ ៸៸ ᯽ ៸៸ ⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪ . ❜

𓆩 𓆪 ʾ ִֶָ%˓ ᵎ ҂ ࣪˖﹫𓂃⌁. ࣪˖

★ ⋆◗ ૪ 𖤩˖࣪ ◖ ִֶָ ໑ ָ࣪ ¡

ꗃ : ˖ ۫◖𓂃⌁.˖ ࣪ ャﾞ

✦%˖ ࣪ ꒷⁩ ࣪˖ ⌕ ャ! ❛𒀭̠𓂃

≛ ָ࣪ 𖥔. ، 𓄹𓈒 ◟⊹! 𓏲˖࣪ ꉂ

𓏲˖🏴‍☠️ﻬ 𓂅 ⋆ ࣪ 🕷 ! 国 ! 🏴‍☠️ ˖

𓂃𑁍 ࣪˖ › ﹙⚠︎ᵎ﹚🕷️─┈ ✦️️ʾ ִֶָ𖧧.

⋆૪ ִֶָ ࣪𖥻✸۫˖ 𓍯۫˖ 🇦🇱𖥔 ָ࣪ ˖╲ʾ ִ 𖤐 👾 ִ ͙▸

ぬ ָ࣪ ฅ 💡🩰 𖦆 ִ ͙▸𓏲˖࣪ ꉂ

،، › ࣪˖ ⌕ 📃𖦹 ! ﹫

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.·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ .

ᵔᴗᵔ ៸៸ ˘ᵕ˘ ପ ‹ · ≀ ૮₍ • ᴥ • ₎ა ꕤ # ๑・ ꈊ ⍝ ˒ ・ ⍈ ∞ ꞈ⠀𓈒 ♡̶ 𓂃 𝆯 𓍯 𓏲 𔓘 ᭡ 𓂅 ꊥꊥ ᯽ ◷ ﹆ · જ ◐ ﹅ ᵕ̈ ♡̷̷ ५ ☺︎ ☹︎ ⸒ ⎙ › ㅎㅅㅎ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ (꜆˶ᵔᵕᵔ˶)꜆ ꐦ•̑ ᴥ •̑ ⍉ ٠ •́ ₃ •̀

₍ᐢ˵• ࿁ กᐢ₎︎ υ´• ᴥ •`υ ╴✷ ˒ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ 𖥻 ଘ( ິ•ᆺ• )ິଓ ꜥꜤ ҂ ੭⠀☆ ( ⸝•ᴗ•⸝) ★ ( ˶ˆ꒳ˆ˵ ) › ७ १ (꒪˙꒳˙꒪ ) 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ⇀‸↼‶ ▭▬ 𖧷 ✮ ໒ ❁ ◔ ﹢ 𖧧 𖢯 ৶ 𓇟 ⬭𝆬⭒۟ ׁ𔗫 ⥽

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☄︎ 𖦥 ⬫ ⬪ ◠ ᨒ ☃︎ 𖠳 ❅ 𖠌 ｡命 ꐑꐑ ま ❒ ꧇ ՚՚ ⭒ ⋆ ⾕ 𖣖 ⩇ ⩉ 𖣠 𖤣 ʚɞ ⌯ 𓂅 𓂃 𓏲 𓍯 ᯽ ﹫ ꈍᴗꈍ 𖣯 ݈݇- 𖥻 % ꏏ 〄ゅִ 𓄼 𓍢 ▨ ▦ ▩ ◌ ◍ ◔ ◕ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾ ❖ ☆ ★ □ ■ ✮ ✰ ？！ ⍝ ∗ ✦ ✧ ꜝꜝ 𖢨 ៸៸𝆬 ᕬ ⎙ ৎ୭ ‹𝟹 ‹𝟥 ♡ ♥︎ 𐇯 𓂺 𓂸 𓃭 𓄇 𓍲 𓍱 𓏊 𓏋 𖠚 𖠅 𖠊 𖠿 𖤥 𖤘 𖤐 𖦹 𝅘𝅥𝅮 𝅘𝅥𝅯 🀋 🀙 🂻 🂽 🃖 🃄 𐇔 𐇓 𐂂 𐂃 ﹪ ﹙﹚ ☹︎ ☺︎ ﹅﹆ ⊹ ☕︎

୫ ૪ ໒ 𐂴 ৎ ຊ ∿ ꔵ𖦹 ๑ ໑ ࿔ ७ ५ ୭ ᠀ 𑁯 ੭ ⸙ ຯ ໒ ೨ 𖧧 Ꮺ 𖧷 𓏲 𖥨 ꫂ ২ ζ १ 𖥧 𓂃 ♥︎ ᨒ ๑ ࿔ ⩩ 𖥨 ╰╮࿓ ᘒ ⊹ ✧ 𓂅 𓄹 ๑ ৲ 𖦹 % ҂ 𓈈 ｡ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀✦ ⟆ ֊ ꗃ ⌗ ❍ ﹕ཿ ♡ ■ ! ﹫｡ ִֶָ ♡̸̸ ࣪˖𖧧 ִֶָ ⊹ ˖ ࣪✦𖣠 ִֶָ ،، ִֶָ 𖥔 ࣪˖ ｡ⵢ ִֶָ ⁄₆⁶₆°⊹.꒦꒷:¨·.·¨: ぬ ָ࣪ ! ʕ•̫͡•ʔ ִֶָ ⊹ ࣪✦ ¡ 𖦹 ₍ᵔ·͈༝·͈ᵔ₎ ♡̸ᵎᵎ:¨·.·¨: ᨳ᭬(੭˘͈ᵕ˘͈)੭ ⸝⸝ ˚. ʾ˓𖤣 ▸ ▸ ⋆ ࣪ ◖ ༮𓍯☆供 ✽ % 𒀭✶ ๋࣭ ꉂ ⌕⌗⨾ 𖥔✧𓂃 𐂂˖ ࣪ 𖡼君𝒮╱𖣠 ᥫ᭡˖ ࣪ ⌑ ˓˓ ˓𓄹 ࣪˖ . ݁ ˓ ៸ ، ݁ ˖ ✹ ˖࣪ 𓂅 ◖،،̲ › 𖥔 ࣪ ˖𖧧 ָ࣪‣ 𒄬 、 ݁، ݁ ˖ ★ ꒷៹₆⁶︎ ࣪˖‣ 𑁍 ࣪˖ ꗷ𓄹𓈒 ꉂ ࣪˖ 𖥔 ♡̷ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ࣪˖﹅❛𖦹 ⊹ 𓄹ᝰ 嫌い𓂃𓏲࣪ ╱ 𖤐𓂅:¨·.·¨: 𝙽𖤐ꕤ﹆𓄹✦ 𖡼 ָ࣪ ˖ 𓏲࣪ 𐀔 ᵎᵎ 𓄹𓈒 ˖ ࣪ . ִֶָ𓂅

‣ 𒄬 ˓ 𖣠 ، ˖ ▹ › 𖦹 ! . ݁ ٬٬ ࣪ ، 𒀭 𖨂 ◗ ▸ˑ 𖣠｡ ! ≛ ، . ‹ 𖦆 冬◞¡ ࣪˖ ✶ʾʾ ﹗ ‣ ֶָ֢֪ 𓂃 ‹ 𖦹 ⋆ ‣ ぁ𓂃𑁍 ࣪˖ ›⋆ Ꮺ ָ࣪ ۰ ¡! ぬ̳ ، .𓂃𑁍 ﹅ ‣ ៹ ࣪˖⁩ ◞ 𖤐 ࣪˖ ›★ ꒷៹ ₆⁶︎ ࣪˖﹅،، 𖥔 ׅ۬ ! ˖ ࣪ ꒷ ˓𓄰 ָָ࣪࣪ ؛ ࣪˖ 𓂅⊹ 𖧧 ָ࣪ 𖡼 ָ࣪ ˖╲˚ׂᨘ✦ᝳ ▹ . ⊹ ᨘ໑. ♡୨ ࣪ ⊹ ֶָ 𖨂 ¡ . ⊹ ࣪𖣠 ִֶָ ›◞ 𖦹 ࣪˖ . ݁ ٬٬ ࣪ ، ̧ ִֶָ 𖥔 ࣪˖ ﹫｡ .¡! ぬ̳ ، .˓ ִֶָ 𖥔 ࣪˖ Ꮩ̶ ぬ̳ ݁ ،،̲ ִֶָ . 歡！›ଘ ˖ : 英 ▹ 𖣠 ִֶָ𖤐˚. ࣪ ִֶָ ヤ！ ˖ 𖥧 ִֶָ ˓ 𖣠 ݁ ✦ ִֶָ ࣪ ،ヤ ! ◟⊹ ˚˖ ▹ ℜ 𖥸 ࣪ ، ̧¡ ﹫｡ ! ≛ ، . ‹ℜ ࣪ ִֶָ ✦ ˖ ▹ 𖥔˙˖ . ˖ 𖥧 ִֶָ › 𖦹 ! ˖ ࣪ 𖡼 ָ࣪ 𓄹 ゙ֶָʾʾ ﹗ ̨𖥔 ִ ་ ָ࣪ 𓂃 𓂃 ۪ ⊹ 𓄼 ࣪ ‣ ⌕ ݁ . ｡ ! ≛ ، . ‹ 𖦆 ʾ ִ 𖤐𖡼 ָ࣪ ˖ 𓏲࣪ 𖤐 𓄹𓈒 ˖ ࣪ . ִֶָ𓂅 ݁ . ⌕ 𖦹 !﹫𓈒 ִֶָ 𖡼 Ꮺ ִャ𓄰۪۪

𖡼 ָ࣪ ꒷꒦ ｡𓄹 › ࣪˖ ⌕ ! 𖦹︎ 𖥻 ࣪ 𖡼 ˑ ִ ★ ꒷៹ ₆⁶︎ ࣪﹅،، 𖥔 ׅ۬ ˖ ࣪ ꒷ ʾʾ ﹗ ‣ ֶָ֢֪ ˖ ࣪ ꒷꒦♥︎ ʾʿ˒ˉˍˑ˖˙˛

＃ ☆★ !! #O3 , ᵎ ꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒷꒦︶ : — — — — — — — ੭ 📕 𓂅 ・・♡ ~（ゝ。∂） ⋆ ࣪ ִֶָ . ꩜ ⁘ ︻上═ 𓂃 % ¿¿𓍼ִֶָ ₆⁶︎ ﹅𖧧 ݃ 𓏲 ʾ˓𖤣 ˖ ㍈ ،، ₆⁶₆ . ୨ ࣪ ⊹𖥔˖࣪ ¡! 𖤐 ˓ ⊹ ˚. ‹ 𓂃◖ ˖ ݁ ˓ ╱ ᵎᵎ ꒦꒷𓄰⊹ ꉂ ˖ ݁ ˓ 𒀭 ˖ ࣪ 𓂃 ꉂ𓄰ダム ִֶָ 𓄹 ࣪ ִֶָ ♡̷͎ ᵎᵎ 𑁍˖࣪ ˓ ִֶָ ♡̸꒷꒦˓ ༿ ⸒˖ ⩩𓄧 𖤐˚.𓂅٬ ⁶࣪˖՞៸៸ ◟.᪥`ﾞʾ ╱╳╲ˀ𓏲! ִֶָ ꒱𓂃✦៹ 𓏰𓏰ՙ۪ 𖥔 ⌇ ♡ ❜ 𓏲 ⩨ 𖤐 ҂ ⊹ ִֶָ ⌗ ִֶָ 𓏲 あ𒀭﹫ 𓄹 ˖ ❫ ɞ 𖥔 ،،̲ ◖ 𖣠 ˖ ⩨ 𓏰𓏰𒀭→變 ،̲،̲◖ਊ ▸ˑ ִֶָ𓂅˖ ࣪ が ˖ ،̲،̲╲﹫ ִֶָ ꒷˖ ؛𑁍˖ ִֶָ ⊹ ˖ ࣪𖧧 ぬ ! ִֶָ˖ 𖥔˖࣪ ¡! 𖤐 𖧧 ִֶָ ʕ•̫͡•ʔ ،،̲ ִֶָ ぬ ָ࣪ ꒷꒦꒷﹫｡ ִֶָ 𖥔 ࣪˖ ִֶָ ⊹ ˖ ࣪𒀭 ぬ ⠈﹫｡# ˖࣪ ¡! ✽ ˖ʕ•̫͡•ʔ ،،̲ ִֶָ 𖥔 ࣪˖ あ﹫〃˖ ࣪ 𖥨 ࣪ ͎꒷𖤐 ʕ•̫͡•ʔ ִֶָ ˖ 𖥔⠈﹫ ! 𖦹 ぬ˖ ࣪،، 𝔖 › ࣪˖ ⌕ ‣ ִֶָ ، ♥︎.⭒ ۫ ׅ 🌸 𝅄 𓈈 𐑺ִ ꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ⋆ﾟ꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱ ⋆ﾟ⊹ ꙳⸌♡⸍꙳ 𓆩 ♡ ˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗༊*·˚ੈ✩‧₊˚˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚.·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ .༉‧₊˚. ✩☆★ ✼　｡ﾟ･　☆　° ｡ㅤ→ ༄ ‧₊˚ 「」 ⇢ ๑ ◞♡° ˀˀ ♡⃕ ◡̈ ꒰ ⌦ ✗ ⌜ ⌝ ⌞ ⌟ ↳ ❝ ❞ ➤ ↲ ۪۫❁ཻུ۪۪ ⎧ ୧ ⋅┊ೃ ╰► ꒱ ➛ ↴❱ ✿•˖* ℘ ﹋﹋ ❛ ╯ ❲ ❳ ∞ ‹ ∅ ┊ ➹ ੈ♡‧₊˚ ↱ ᵕ̈ ↷ ೃ ╲ ╱ 彡 ✥ ❥ Ꮠ ➜ ᎒ ☈ ❁⊰ 「❀」 . .⃗ . ༉‧₊˚✧ . ˚ ⚘ ˏ`୭̥*ೃ*ૢ✧ ཻུ۪۪ ೫` ⃟ ཹ։❀ ፧ ੈ✩‧₊ ૪'ރ፧ ࿐ ° ↳ ׂׂૢ༘ ۵`⌧. →× —✖ 〰〰︵ ⚘݄ ⿴݃ *₊˚꒰:: ≡,! ヾ︿︿،، ♡ ⏧·₊̣̇. ❵ ﹏ ❅ೃ ∞. ; ෆ┊¡ ۰ ۪۪۫۫ ❬“= ‹⌇ ☄︎. *. ⋆ ⋰˚ ➶ ︎︎☁ ︎ ➴ ⚛︎ ⚕︎ ⚔︎ ⚓︎ ⚖︎ ⚗︎ ⚐ ⚑ ✤ ✣ ✢ ✡︎ ✟ ✞ ✝︎ ✠ ⚔︎ ☩ ☨ ✙ ✚ ✛ ♱ ♰ ☠︎ ✥ ✧ ✩ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❂ ⦾ ⦿ ◯ ◦ ▇ ▇ ▇ ʕ ♡ ᵒ̴̷͈ 艸 ᵒ̴̷͈ ॰ ʔ ✧ * ✲ﾟ * ｡ ✧ ٩(･ิᴗ･ิ๑)۶*✲ﾟ*｡✧ ✿ ♬ﾟ +.(｡◡‿◡)♪.+ﾟ♬✿。ﾟ･✿ヾ╲(｡◕‿◕｡)╱✿･ﾟ( ❀⃙⃕⃠⃝⃘⃚౪❀⃙⃕⃠⃝⃘⃚ )+ﾟ*｡：ﾟ+*´∀｀ׂׂׂׂૢ་༘࿐

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