#I am SO sorry this took so long :')

[orbital-inclination]

"So, Rem. How's that 'I've been kidnapped thing' going?" Rem, through gritted teeth: it's going fine. <- Prev - Next -> Molt's side of it. Nightmare!sans @/Jokublog Rem @/me

[pine-needle-shuffle]

For the doodle suggestions a good ol' fashion AVALANCHE family? Only if you want to of course! I absolutely adore your Biggs Jessie and Wedge they bring me all the joy that canon won't let them have

Thank you so much for this request, I love them so much. Cheers to a job well done!

[bipanicoverthegravessiblings]

How about Ashley x Emo Fem Reader? Like gothic with uhh emotic? Or something like that. Like they meet when they been in high school. And they live in Y/N's house that she get from her parents when they passed

If you had any questions, ask me

Oooohhhh- okay okay!

Ashley Graves x Emo Fem!Reader

Social outcast, you generally considered yourself

Not just you, your peers as well had called you that- or…crude variations of it

Point is, no one in school really liked you

You’ve overheard their gossip- all the same shit really

“I bet she lights cats on fire!” “Look at her sleeves, I bet she cuts herself.” “She’s gonna blow up the school I swear”

They couldn’t even bother to be creative with their assumptions about you- a lot of the same depressed demon stuff

….and you are depressed- but that’s besides the point!

You never really connected with any of your peers..

…well- except one..

Lunchtime was quite possibly the worst part of your day. It was a war zone. In the classrooms you had teachers to lessen the blows your classmates would throw at you, both metaphorically and physically, here the only solace of a savior were the underpaid lunch ladies who were occupied handing out food to students.

You hugged the wall as you carefully watched your peers, they all seemed fairly occupied in their own conversations- not even noticing you. You liked it when they forgot your existence. Loneliness beat cruelty.

There was a table you always sat at, tucked into the corner of the lunchroom- and for good reasons. The surface was littered with graffiti of swears, slurs, those cool S’s, and various crude doodles left by your peers. Not only that, but the table was very wobbly, so badly you usually have to use two textbooks to prop it up. The bottom was covered in dried out, chewed gum- the entire thing was just a sitting “DO NOT COME HERE” sign.

And it was perfect!

No one ever sat there due to how shitty it was, you think the students and faculty didn’t even bother to go near it. They either think it’s cursed, or forgot about it. Or both. Maybe both. But today someone had actually got there before you did.

A disgruntled girl with messy black hair poked at the mystery meat on her lunch tray. Poked isn’t the right word- more like viciously stabbed it repeatedly. Her nose scrunched in frustration, likely not directed towards the so-called food, but it was the only thing she had to vent her frustrations on to. She hadn’t noticed you.

You stood there a little awkwardly, not wanting to startle her on accident, so instead you spoke up meekly.

“Uhm…hi.” You smiled a little, trying to harmless. She didn’t look like your average bullies, but you can never be too careful.

She looked up at you with her pink eyes- her gaze was sharp, and you instinctively tensed in preparation for some insult to be thrown. She gave you a once over before returning to her tray, “…hey.”

“Can I…sit here?” It was a dumb question. Technically this table had been your seat, and this girl just showed up out of nowhere- but, oh well.

She gave a frustrated sigh, “God- did Andy put you up to this?” She asked rather accusatory, pointing her fork at you.

You opened your mouth to reply before she interrupted you, “Look how many times do I have to tell you hussies, you’re just wasting your time! He’s not going to fuck you if you’re nice to me so just—“

“Who’s Andy?”

The question you asked sounded genuine….cause it was. Really, you had no idea who this ‘Andy’ guy was. The girl lowered her fork, eyeing you wearily before she decided that you weren’t lying. She turned her head and muttered,

“….you can sit.”

And so you did. The two of you ate in relative silence. Well- you ate. Your new lunch friend more-so stabbed at her food then ate it. You swallowed down the lump of unidentifiable cafeteria meat and gave her a friendly smile. The silence was deafening and you’d never had anyone to eat with so maybe…maybe this could be nice for a change..

“I’m Y/N.” You introduced yourself.

The girl glanced up at you before returning to her tray, “…Ashley..”

“I’ve never seen you at this table much.” your hands patted the surface nervously.

“Normally I sit with my brother and so-called friend,” her words dripped with malice, “But my stupid brother had to go study for some history test! And my ‘friend’ conveniently didn’t save me a seat…” she stuck her fork into the biggest chunk of her food and muttered, “Fucking bitch…”

“That’s a bit harsh..” you mumbled, causing Ashley to perk up and glare at you.

She practically climbed over the table and held her fork out towards you, making your hands instinctively raise in surrender, “She is a bitch! A doe-eyed hussie who thinks she’s soooooo innocent when she sucks just as much as everyone else!”

“I meant it was harsh that she wouldn’t let you sit with her,” your eyes were fixated on the fork, kind of worried Ashley would drive it into your neck, “I…should’ve been more specific. Sorry.”

Ashley’s pink eyes widened a little, she almost seemed- shocked someone took her side. Slowly, she clambered back to her seat and went quiet. You lowered your hands back into your lap and stared at her. Ashley pushed her tray and folded her arms overtop the table.

“….thanks.” She mumbled.

After that, you saw Ashley a lot more

It wasn’t every day, maybe once a week or two she would show up at your hidden table to eat

Slowly, she came out of that shell and actually initiated conversations

Well- conversations were a stretch. It was more like her venting about her frustrating day while you nodded along and ate.

Eventually, she liked you enough to stop you in the halls and walk with you

Usually her brother, Andrew you had come to learn his actual name, walked with her and she made a show to cling on to your arm

It never failed to make the heat rush to your face

Ashley was cute. Very cute. And had a general unhinged vibe that just made her all the more alluring

So it didn’t surprise you that you’d catch feelings for your new friend

No- what surprised you was when Ashley actually liked you back

You paused, silence hanging in the air as Ashley stared at you expectingly. Her foot tapped with impatience as she awaited what you were going to say.

“Well?”

You didn’t know what to say, the only time anyone has asked you out was as a prank. This was different. The question wasn’t coming from some bully barely able to keep their giggles in, this was coming from your friend. Someone you trusted. Someone who wouldn’t hurt you…..at least you think. She did threaten you with a fork.

Ashley’s growing impatience let you know just how slack jawed you were, “Look- if you’re going to be weird about this then just…forget I said anything.” She crossed her arms, turning away from you in a huff.

That was when you came out of your stupor, trying to salvage this, “No! No! It’s okay- really! I’m just….shocked that you asked me out.” You stammered with your explanation, “I didn’t even think you liked girls..”

“Me neither.” She mumbled, the faintest starts of a blush painting her cheeks. It was cute. She was cute.

Your face softened as you placed a hand on her shoulder, “….I’d love to.”

From there you two were dating

Had it only put more unwanted attention on you? Yes, but you wouldn’t have it any other way

You were happy, so fuck what those jerks had to say

Things were good, and after high school the both of you fucked off to another town

With Andrew in college, it’s not like Ashley wanted to stick around her shitty homelife

And you- honestly had no connections aside from your parents, and moving out was expected

So, it was you and Ashley. Outcast for outcast

[henyrmlls]

author!henry (requested by @the-truest-believers)

I finally understand what the Apprentice meant. I’m gonna write the stories as they are.

[strawberry-s0ap]

my melody stimboard with themes of lovecore, sweets, roses and plushies for @arsenicmystic !

x x x / x x x / x x x

[qwakque]

MDYZ COMMISSION!! ty my wonderful lovely awesome amazing bestest friend @surreal-duck for commissioning me <333333

[sweetestofchaos]

Stray Kids Reaction to...You singing ‘Need To Know’ by Doja Cat

Backstory: Everyone has to preform a cover song that they pulled from a hat and you are laughing ‘cause you don’t show your sexy side very often. You take a few days to practice on your own. Getting your dance moves down and memorizing the stupid song so you won’t look dumb in front of everyone. A girlfriends takes you shopping for the perfect outfit. Can’t do this little show half assed, right? The outfit is simple, a pair of white booty shorts that have a colorful pattern on them with a matching blazer, the sexy part? You’re wearing a hot pink lace bralette with hot pink open toed strappy heels.

You are holding the performances in one of the practice rooms since it has the most space and when it’s your turn, you quickly get ready. You signal for a staff member to start the music and take a breath before you walk in, your heels clicking on the beat.

Warnings: Suggestive content and strong language

a/n: Okay! Here is the second half of @thickemadame​ request. Thank you again, for waiting! I hope you enjoy this, hun.

Bang Chan

The way you are demanding Chan’s attention, is making his heart race. When did you learn how to move like that? Were you always able to make your ass bounce so easily? Thoughts of the two of you together start to plague his mind and he fighting for his life. Damn. You want to eat him? Well, shit! Guess he knows what it’s hitting for later.

Eat it like I need an apron on (yeah, ay) Eat it 'til I need to change my thong (yeah, ay) We could do it to your favorite song (yeah, ay) Take a ride into the danger zone

Lee Know

You got some kind of nerve walking into the room in that outfit. Who the hell do you think...oh...oh! Nevermind, keep is up. Minho is stuck, the man can’t take his eyes off you. He’s all about dancing, so watching your legs stretch and bend is making him want to join you for a different kind of dance. He’s impressed. Who would have thought that one of friends was such a vixen.

I just can't help but be sexual (whoa) Tell me your schedule (yeah) I got a lotta new tricks for you, baby Just sayin' I'm flexible (I will)

Changbin

Changbin was laughing when it was your turn. He didn’t know what song you got, but he knew you would be fun to watch. You hated dancing in front of him. When you walked in showing off your legs, Changbin didn’t know what to do. He wanted to rip his shirt off and cover you...but the moment you started singing he wanted to rip that clothing right off. He was intrigued by this new side of you. Sexy and tempting. Man he wanted to do whatever you wanted to do. He was waiting and ready.

Baby, come throw the pipe (pipe) Gotta know what it's like (like) Yeah-yeah, oh-whoa-whoa Baby, I need to know, mmm

Hyunjin

Man’s is hype! He loves this song. The way you’re making the song your own is everything. He isn’t missing a single thing you do, not looking away once, even when the guys are losing their minds beside him. He likes the way you drop to your knees and hump the floor as you slide back towards the mirror. Your ass is looking great. His tongue plays behind his lips and he catches your eyes as you go into a split while laying down. He smirks and runs his thumb over his lower lip, letting his tongue poke out. You know that signal and smile. Looks like you’ll be riding tonight after all.

You're exciting, boy, come find me Your eyes told me, "Girl, come ride me" Fuck that feeling both us fighting Could he try me? (Yeah) mmm, most likely

Han

Whoa! Whoa...whoa! Jisung isn’t sure what he likes more, the lack of clothing or the filth coming from your mouth. He knew you could rap, but damn not like this. The way you can make this song sound so much sexier, yeah he might have to shoot his shot. He’s always liked you, thought you were super cute and sweet. This new side is exciting and he wants to live on the edge a little.

You know my nigga be buggin' me I just be wonderin' if you can fuck on me better

Felix

Felix isn’t stupid. He knows that your just singing this song for fun. However, the way your staring at him and only him?? Na, you want this dick and he’ll give it to you. He’s been waiting for his chance to make a move and you beat him to it. He wonders if you’ll be loud for him? The walls aren’t thick at all, so a gag will have to do...maybe he can use that pretty bralette?

I heard from a friend of a friend That that dick was a ten out of ten I can't stand it, just one night me

Seungmin

Oh? That’s what your into, huh? He can deliver, don’t worry about that. Seungmin keeps his cool, smirking as you dance to the lyrics, his eyes not leaving your hips as you sing the song just for him. He wonders if your skin will bruise if he spanks you hard enough? Would you cry for him? Beg him to slap you harder? What were your limits? Seungmin couldn’t wait to find out.

Spank me, slap me, choke me, bite me (ew) Uh, wait, I can take it (ah)

I.N.

The moment Jeongin’s eyes lock with yours, it’s a wrap. He plays shy and innocent, but he’ll show you want he can really do. No more, mister nice guy, that’s for sure. You come close to him and he leans back in his chair, giving you all the room you need to park that ass right in his lap. Go on, don’t be shy. He promises to take good care of you.

Tryna see if you could handle this ass Prolly give his ass a panic attack

[feddy-fagbear]

bwahhhh my half of the art trade w/ @connectionterminated13 !!!

i had a lotta fun drawing their gal!

version w/o the LED effect under the cut

[e-m-p-error]

[ @a-hazbin-spider || Continued From Here ]

[ Valentino ]

Going a little stiff, Valentino downed the rest of his daiquiri with a flat expression. Angie was pushing his buttons again.

"I ain't fuckin'--" His growl rippled his upper lip, but he didn't move the spider in his lap, "I ain't fuckin' mothman!" That was stupid. He was a moth man, but he wasn't mothman!

"Does that make you a fuckin' moon spider, then?"

[anartificialsatellite]

Rouse Your Bold Heart - Ch.18

As Alfred and Japan take advantage of the pleasant weather to tackle some needed chores, a surprising set of visitors stop by and set things on a much less pleasant path.

Now it was only Alfred, who generally did not entertain, and Japan, who didn’t have any more clothes than the ones he’d arrived with and the ones that Alfred had given him. Luckily for him, Alfred had scrounged up another pair of breeches and a shirt so that he could wash the ones he’d been wearing. They were loose, given their relative size differences, but they’d serve their purposes for today. Since they were going to visit Alfred’s family, Japan wanted to be sure the clothes that did fit him were clean. This would be an incredibly important first impression, after all.

Chapter 18 now available on AO3!

[anicefriedegg]

Is it okay if you can draw Legs and Lou (the cop)? It’s fine if you don’t want to^^

Opposite Sides of the Law

[freylief]

You already which oc of yours I wanna see, my wife Leah 🥰😍

THE WIFE!

[averagekanadekinnie]

mmm more spaceboy >:]]

I LOVED UR LAST ONE UR LITERALLY SO TALENTED TJO LIKE WTF?!?!?

SO

I AM HERE TO REQUEST SPACEBOY CUDDLING HCS😈😈 AFTER A LONG DAY HE JUST NEEDS TO LAY DOWN AND LJKE…YOU GET WHAG I MEAN I HOPE

(OMORI) CAPT. SPACE BOYFRIEND CUDDLING HEADCANONS

Type: Fluff once more, love the little dork!!!!

Warnings: I don’t think so??

Notes: IM GETTING COMPLIMENTS WHTA THE FUCKSJEJSHAHSHBE!1!1?1!1?!1 am I really that cool or what…… (that is a joke I am NOT COOL) BUT WE ALL KNOW YOURE SO GOOD AT WRITING SPACE BF ASKER also this might a little short :3

AREEUUGGFHFH he has had a long day and is in NEED of your touch/love and affection!!

Whenever he asks, PLEASE PLEASE let him

If you’re not comfy with physical affection then oh boy!!

Just like when he asks for a kiss, he’ll ask for a cuddle in the dorkiest way ever

Like!!

"I request a hug in bed from my perfect and ethereal significant other, Y/N!"

"…You mean you want to cuddle, SPACE BOYFRIEND?"

"Er.. yes but I prefer calling it hug in bed.." He spoke with a quiet tone as you chuckled.

You nerds call it cuddling? Nah nah,

SPACE BOYFRIEND calls it A HUG IN BED!!!

..Don’t judge him smh!

But if he’s had a hard day, he’ll literally just hug you as he hopefully thinks that you’re thinking of what he’s thinking.

Sometimes, adventures can be pretty tough and tiring, not boredom but like YK!

Sometimes, SWEETHEART sometimes asks him to take her back even SHE broke up with him.

But of course he wouldn’t choose her over you, after what you’ve done for him?

You gave him a sweet and loving relationship that even a girl named SWEETHEART couldn’t give to him.

He LOVES YOU MAN!!!!! And definitely knows how to show it!!!

After a hard long day of a tough adventure in the cosmos with his crew + a wild SWEETHEART tired CAPT. SPACE BOYFRIEND. He so badly wants your love and physical affection.

Thankfully he found you sitting on his bed, because he can let you do that. You’re basically second in command with his crew!!!

He gently gives you a hug from behind, wrapping his arms around your waist, already putting his head on your shoulder, groaning.

You were surprised, but soon realized what this was about, you use one arm to hug his arms wrapped around your waist while using the other to.. gently hold his head.

"Y/N.. my ethereal galaxy, today was super tiring.. perhaps can we—"

"I already know what you’re thinking.. and of course." Immediately after you said that, you fell to the side, landing on his bed. And since he was holding onto you, CAPT. SPACE BOYFRIEND was pulled to you as well.

You turned your whole body around to face him as you both got comfortable. CAPT. SPACE BOYFRIEND was telling you about his day and how much he hated that SWEETHEART wanted him back.

"Don’t get me started on that evil SWEETHEART! I thought she was the lady of my dreams until she dumped so many times! And now that I have a special, amazing, astonishing, OUT OF THIS WORLD partner like you Y/N, she suddenly wants me back?! If only I can throw her across space and let her be trapped there forever!" He ranted about his hate for SWEETHEART as you listened carefully, laughing at his cringy nicknames and how he wanted her in SPACE alone forever.

It felt nice just the two of you, no SPACE PIRATES to interrupt.. Everything felt perfect.

Please never leave him, he loves you a lot and trusts you with his entire now-mended heart of his. Please treat his heart right.

[crymeariveronceagain]

OKAY OKAY OKAY so me and my friend used to have this headcanon that Sandor secretly had a daughter and he was a single dad and that he would be forced to have tea parties with his little goblin daughter and she would put these bows on his ears and he tried to train her but she’s really sensitive and aghdjdjakdkdjjdjsjsjs just single dad Sandor please help

oh my gosh

single dad sandor im screaming lmao that's cute

Sandor's wife died in battle, a glorious credit to her nation, and a power to her people. Goblins don't mourn deaths in a traditional sense, because grief is very commonplace for a nation of warriors who constantly fight for the good of all.

This happened when their daughter was barely a year old.

So, Sandor instantly became a single dad.

His daughter is named Junha. She's seven, now, and since Sandor is on a mission, she lives with his parents. They're very nice people, if a little strict, but she loves them.

But he goes to visit her on every off day he gets. He misses her terribly while he's gone, and always looks forward to seeing her.

One day, Sophie asks where he goes on his off days. His eyes get a little shiny, and he starts talking about Junha. He tells her about how cute she is, and how good she is at art, and at parkour, and he tells her she's a little behind in some of the more intense parts of training, but he has no doubts that she'll get caught up super quickly.

Sophie asks more questions, and soon Sandor has his wallet pulled out and is showing her pictures of his daughter, a little thing with curly black hair and deep, big eyes, holding a sword that's way too big for her, clearly yelling something.

The next picture is of her in a flower-petal dress, wearing a thin metal crown, and Sandor sitting across from her, having a tea party.

Sophie giggles, and Sandor turns orange, as goblins do when embarrassed, and puts it back in his pocket.

Sophie smiles at him. "I never knew you were such a softy."

"I'm not," Sandor answers, as fierce as he can. "I just love my daughter. Any good man would."

"That's true," Grady responds, from the other room. "There's nothing less than powerful about a man who loves his daughter."

Sophie snorts, "I guess," she says.

"You guess? It is a complete fact!"

"Oh, no, I know! I know!"

"Do you?" Grady asks, poking his head into the room. "Because otherwise I will be forcing you to admit that I'm amazing."

"I do!" she yelled. "Jeez, I came out here for a good time, and honestly, I'm feeling so attacked right now."

Sandor snorts, turning away. "Well," he said, "Now you know where I go on my off days."

Sophie nodded. "Tell Junha she's welcome to visit whenever, by the way!"

Sandor blinks, and nods.

But he's smart.

There is a danger around Sophie, there is a danger around him. Junha is safest at her grandparents'. He does not want her here. If anything would make him stop protecting Sophie, anything at all, it would be his daughter.

Even bodyguards have their priorities.

[captaintrio]

cinnamon, blush, umber, plum!

cinnamon: You’re a really cool person and admire you from afar.

blush: Seeing you on my dash makes my day a little better.

umber: I want to know more about you

plum: I’d like to chat with you

**

My love you are so sweet, I love seeing you always!!! Please please come talk to me any time, I'm just a weird little dweeb but I'd love to chat with you about literally anything, any time you want.

[gracetoldmeto]

@temporarydaydream sent in this question ages ago and I loved it so much that I wanted my answer to do it justice. 

Dude, I ate this question up I loved it soooo much, I will be going hugely overboard on this answer because I have THOUGHTS haha

For reference, this is the post...

Also, I know you didn't ask about Matt but Im including him here too (for good reason, you’ll see) and ALSO I am nowhere near as well versed in L as I am with Mello and Matt, so his description may be a bit more brief.

....

Wammy’s Boys and Asexuality Headcanons

(ft: L, Mello, & Matt)

...

L:  Aromantic/Asexual (Sex-repulsed)

Oddly enough, L was the most difficult to write for.

L knows that the title of “L” needs to be what everyone thinks him to be. Very little emotional personal life, a need to be perfect or “pure” in a sense (something something Lawlight foot scene and how its a biblical reference yada yada) and a career-focused life dedicated to detective work.

This outlook was likely introduced to him, as well as the other children at Wammy’s at a very young age, but L knows he is simply best fitted to fulfill that standard. He took on the title because it worked for him. He is able to function with less "distraction" than others simply because a romantic or sexual connection is not what he personally values. Only justice is.

Which means he chooses to value refining his skills in his free time, rather than seeing it as work. That's also why Lawlight exists. Light is the only other person able to keep up with L, and both of them value each others intellect in a personal and possibly emotional way. L's values are in his work and no one was ever able to really empathetically understand him until Light. And in a way that understanding and appreciation is intimate enough, especially for L.

...

Mello: Demiromantic/Asexual 

Like L, Mello’s lofty standards for self-achievement are reflected in his sexuality. And a big reason as to how Mello is able to dedicate his entire life to his cause is because he does not have to “deal with” the “affliction of sexual attraction” (if I were to put it in his words). 

However, unlike L, Mello is not sex-repulsed in the slightest. Well, not in a typical sense. Mello has a pretty active sex life but not for the reason some onlookers assume him to be. Mello specifically and exclusively uses his attractive appearance and sex appeal as a tool and ONLY as a tool. Whether it be to obtain information for a job, or just as a no strings attached stress reliever, Mello has gotten in the routine of using sex for a non-sexual purpose because of the one-up it gives him. It him feel powerful and in control in an area many others would feel exposed. 

Consequently, Mello actively avoids sex in his personal relationships because the idea of a sexual relationship has been tainted due to his unhealthy use of the act in his line of work. And that can also be difficult with his demiromantic alignment, if he doesn’t know how to express his feelings. So I think Mello represses. A lot. Which brings me to his relationship with Matt.

I’ll get into Matt’s details next, but Mello is in fact capable of having romantic feelings for Matt, but his actions have left him stuck without a way to communicate that in a way Matt understands. We have an epic stalemate of love languages between the boys and it’s often a train wreck of a miscommunication because neither is capable of meeting the other’s romantic needs without compromise. And Mello already doesn’t do that well.

Mello already does not feel sexual attraction to begin with (even if we ignore his questionable work relationship with sex) and Matt would never dream of trusting a stranger to share a bed with him. They are circles of a Venn diagram that will never naturally intersect.

...

Matt: Greyromantic/Demisexual

Ah Matt. I see him as very similar to myself, so I usually base a lot of my HCs for him around my experiences.

Matt is complicated. He is Mello’s foil in a lot of cases, but in terms of their sexualities, they conflict in more ways than they agree. Specifically because Matt exclusively cannot feel inclined to have sex with anyone unless he knows and feels safe with them. And that is rooted in a lot of trust issues, especially including when Mello abandoned him at Wammy’s. But specifically, Matt would much prefer to feel safe in everything he does, and being in a vulnerable state without trusting the opposite party is just not something Matt can do comfortably.

So when we look at that in the context of his near-lifelong relationship with Mello we run into a massive problem. Matt wants to express his feelings in a more sexually intimate way, whereas Mello actively avoids that in personal relationships in which he is emotionally and romantically invested in. The only way Mello intends to communicate intamacy is in asking Matt for help in his work. And that leads to A LOT of the tension we see between them. 

If Matt wasn't complicated enough, his crushes are usually people he knows as close friends, but not always. However the shortest crush Matt has ever had was about 4 months. The longest (excluding Mello) was 4 years and was on a friend he lost touch with after an unrelated falling out of their friendship.

He almost never acts on his feelings but doesn’t exclusively fit the demiromantic description. The demi label confuses him immensely and is the source of a lot of insecurity on top of his confusion and anxiety around his relationship with Mello, so he falls more into the grey category.

... 

***I am not an expert in this (I’m still learning) these are personal observations and opinions as a questioning demi if I say anything offensive, please let me know and I will correct it, I mean no ill intent here just well-intended character analysis***

Hope this answered your question! Thank you SO much for asking, I had a lot of fun writing this up <3

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