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your-local-simp-writers · 6 months

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༺☆༻ Introduction ༺☆༻

Hello!

We’re the dynamic duo behind “𝕐our 𝕃ocal 𝕊imp 𝕎riters,” just a couple of friends who love to get lost in the world of stories and games. We’re here to share our passion for writing and all the geeky stuff we can’t get enough of.

♡ About Us ♡

I’m 𝒞𝓁𝑜𝓊𝒹 and I’m all about gaming and art. You’ll often find me with a controller in one hand and a comic book in the other. My better half, the yin to my yang. She’s the partner in crime, the sweet melody to my wild riffs, and the one who brings a touch of grace to our shared tales of adventure and heart, 𝒞𝒽𝒾𝑒𝓃𝓃𝑒! She is the other half of this storytelling team. We both love creating stories that’ll make you feel like you’re right there with the characters.

♡ Our Writing ♡

We write what we love, and we love what we write. Our stories are inspired by our current fascinations—be it a game, a movie, or a manga. If it’s interesting and fascinating to us, it’s fair game for our writing.

Most of our stories are “x female reader” because that’s where we feel most at home. Occasionally, we’ll write “x gender-neutral reader” pieces for a bit of variety. However, we generally steer clear of “x male reader” or “OC x canon” stories. We want to create a space where female readers can see themselves in the worlds we love so much.

❤︎ 𝒞𝓁𝑜𝓊𝒹 '𝓈 Interests:

Gaming: I’m a huge fan of Kingdom Hearts, Batman Arkham games, Mortal Combat, Final Fantasy, Resident Evil, Doom 3, Phasmophobia, Five Nights At Freddy’s, Twisted Wonderland, Call of Duty, Halo 3 and 4, Sonic and Transformers. If it’s a game or relating to horror, chances are I love it.

Comics: Batman is my passion. I collect anything related to the Dark Knight, and my collection is my pride and joy.

Anime/Manga: I'm into One Piece, Princess TuTu, JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure, Jujutsu Kaisen, Yu-Gi-Oh!, Kingdom Hearts, Sgt. Frog, Free!, HellSing, and a bunch more. I have also seen MHA, Fairy Tail, Dragon Ball, Soul Eater, Naruto, Castlevania, Diabolik Lovers and more.

Disney & Tim Burton: I’m a Disney kid at heart. My top 5 Disney movies are Treasure Planet, Cinderella 3, The Nightmare Before Christmas, Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides, and The Princess and the Frog. And I’m all about Halloween and everything Tim Burton.

Music: I love RnB and Y2K music so much! However, you can usually find me listening to cutesy, cheesy love songs.

❤︎ 𝒞𝒽𝒾𝑒𝓃𝓃𝑒’𝓈 Interests:

Gaming: I’m definitely not the biggest gamer around, but I do love to play Roblox, Fortnite, and Minecraft! Sometimes I’ll also dabble in some fall guys, FNAF or Poppy’s Playtime. On Roblox, I love to play pretty much anything but pvp games due to the fact that I’m not the best at them. Horror games are probably my favorite, even though I’m a chicken!

Anime/Manga: My favorites are definitely Fairy Tail, Jojo’s bizarre adventure, Naruto, and Demon slayer. I’ve also watched MHA, Danganronpa, Yona of the Dawn, Food wars, High Rise Invasion, Angels of death, and more!

Disney and Tim Burton: I’m definitely a Disney girl! I love all Disney Princess movies, both animated and live action. My top three not in any particular order would have to be Tangled, The Little Mermaid, and Princess and the Frog. For Tim Burton, my favorites are the classics, The nightmare before Christmas and Corpse bride.

Books: I’m also a huge book girly! My favorite genre has to be fantasy/sci-fi. My favorite book series is The Lunar Chronicles, I definitely recommend it!

♡ Join the Fun ♡

This is an invitation to you, dear reader, to become a part of our narrative. Engage with us, inspire us, and let us inspire you.

So, come on in, get comfy, and let's share the joy of stories. The next chapter is always the best one, and it starts right here, with you and us. Requests are always welcome in the ask box! and even inquiries, should you have any!

With all the warmth in our hearts,

𝒞𝓁𝑜𝓊𝒹 & 𝒞𝒽𝒾𝑒𝓃𝓃𝑒

P.S: 𝒞𝓁𝑜𝓊𝒹 drew the image, just so most people can get a idea of what we look like♡ AND THE G.M FIARY BOOK IS FOR FUN, for the pure shits and giggles TRUST

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actuallyevilgay · 9 months

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The Apathy (Part 2)

Astarion x Male Reader/Tav

DNI if you are a minor. Dead dove don’t eat. Please read my about before replying. Content: Astarion x Male tav, this is post epilogue.

Summary: Once Astarion learns from Withers Tav is somewhere in Neverwinter, he intends to find his lost love. We learn from Tav's perspective what he has been doing all this time. Reminders: Astarion is the vampire ascendant, Tav is not a heroic figure. Contains headcanons for several characters, contains headcanons for illithid brain alteration but not evolving. Tav uses daggers and magic. Astarion is an Arcane Trickster Rogue. I created several npcs. Some Neverwinter lore is mentioned. Content Warnings: Tav suffering from depression / ptsd, self-neglect. This part contains implied sexual attempted assault. A/N: The first part is here: link I had fun writing part 2. Angstttt..

The plan used to be, to make no plan... For Astarion- Strategy had not been on his mind for 200 years up until he gained a palace and a title. He used to be a magistrate, sure- however.. The laws changed. He was learning the ropes again. Manipulating a few political allies and gaining some influence was easy in his position. Baldur’s gate believed him to be a benevolent contributor to the repairs of the city. In the six months of his reign behind the curtains, the city’s damage from the mind flayer invasion was but a stain in the back of everyone’s memory. Unlike Cazador, Astarion did not depend on fear. He preferred enticing and seducing his targets, but not with his body. With promises, promises he could fulfil. If you play tyrant for too long, people will want you gone. If you pretend to be a saint, people become complacent. Happy, they want you around. They will keep your secrets, and reveal their secrets, to be wielded like daggers. Ready and willing for a stab in the back. But no one has dared to leverage his, Astarion was too useful. Despite Jaheira’s distaste for him, her and her harper's caution did not warrant a fight. Astarion was too interested in making sure the city was safe, not just for him but for all the people who became dependent on him. And thus, Jaheira kept her mouth shut, tolerating his very damned existence.

He had sired a fair few, hundreds spawn in that time, many of which were servants, others who became his eyes and ears. As the ascendant, his blessing was more subtle, safe for a few differences… Not all spawn would gain red eyes, and while the majority could tolerate the sun just fine, that gift would fade should they leave the near vicinity of the mansion. Others suffered light sensitivity in the eyes, requiring them to wear masks or glasses to hide their vampirism. The fangs, the paler skin was all there, they could easily hide their nature and live off air, water and bread, threading borders and wading through water. The sun remained a tiny problem for the most part, but not for Astarion himself.

The mansion acted as an anchor point of this connection, even if Astarion left for a while, his connection to this place and the ritual location connected him to all his spawn in the city. The longer he stayed, the larger a permanent safety net became. As a result his spawn eagerly bounced around the city without much worry.

There were rules of course, they were not to talk about their nature. They could not feed off strangers unless it was to kill off a problem permanently, someone who would not be missed. The bodies would have to be disposed of.

If anything, it felt peaceful. Astarion had his ambitions of course, as an immortal he had time enough to pan out his plans to make sure it would outlive any of his predecessors, as well as foes and friends alike.

The high from which he fell, the very jump that had pushed Tav away made him wary of the newly gained instincts. Desires, the need to covet power.. He would not let it control him again. It was a tool to be used warily. All his abilities were great, but he was not a god.

If he could rise to his position, someone could rise to a position to annihilate him if he made himself a big enough nuisance.

A portion of his instincts raged against the idea of staying sated, it wanted to be full. Being sated kept him going, he had no need to cause suffering. Yet. Suffering should have a purpose, yes? To indulge in those habits could make one thread dangerous waters. He had enough of the idea of walking through acid, still remembering his torture deeply.

All this thinking made him lonely.

Astarion looked to his throne in silence, listening to the sound of his servants moving things around and preparing their tools. He was not going alone to Neverwinter, and he could not leave his position without a caretaker in place.

Jaheira was not aware of it, but one of her harpers was his spawn. A recruit by the name of Alice. Alice was a rather small Tiefling girl, soft spoken and highly intelligent.

She made a bow as Astarion turned to her. ‘’I will be leaving for an undisclosed amount of time, I take it that you will continue your role as we discussed?’’

Alice nodded in response. ‘’I will report any noteworthy news.’’ Satisfied, Astarion dismissed her quickly, only for the next few servants to walk in. He revelled in the respect he received, trying not to show off how much he enjoyed their devotion and loyalty.

Two of the new faces were his personal bodyguards, the only two people he’d be bringing. Who’s to say Neverwinter didn’t have plenty of fresh people to make use of? He certainly preferred travelling light.. And in disguise. Both of the bodyguards were high elves, fraternal twin brothers. One rarely spoke, the other was tricky. His personality changed depending on who he was speaking to, as he used to be a theatre actor before taking this job. Vandelion and Tyselius. Vand and Ty for short.

They greeted with a salute and bow, the last person to talk to was standing behind them, waiting her turn. Astarion gestured for them to step aside so he could speak to his Chamberlain.

‘’Saralyn dear.’’ Astarion smiled at her, even though she avoided his gaze. Previously a human, Saralyn was one of his first spawn. ‘’You will manage business while I am away, is there anything you need before my departure?’’

‘’Nothing of note m’lord, my only request is for a bodyguard.’’

‘’Oh? Are you concerned about your safety? That is new.’’ Astarion’s brows lifted in surprise.

‘’It is simply the first time I am left in my position without your guidance and protection. I want to be sure to do my job well without risks.’’ Her speaking revealed no ill intent, only honesty.

‘’Very well, assign whomever you please from the dormitory as your personal guard.’’

‘’Thank you, my lord..’’

Enough formalities. His patience was wearing thin. Everything was done, preparations were made. They were leaving. Now.

Off to wherever Tav was, Neverwinter. What would he be doing in such a rich city? Living off trade? Did he pick up a job? Why would he push away Gale’s attempts to reach him?

If only that answer was so simple.

….

Neverwinter was vast, Volo called it the most civilised city in all of faerûn. Markets, shops, anything you could think of was sold here, if it was legal of course. There were enough things about this place that made you wonder if it was crime free. It certainly wasn’t.

Despite the cosmopolitan paradise, riches were still divided. Even if nobles were taxed heavily to share the wealth across the place, any rich civilisation invited division regardless.

You roamed the streets, catching sight of snowflakes as one landed on your nose.

Cold. It’s going to get cold.

Your clothes were worn, to the average pedestrian you looked like a beggar. To someone more prejudiced and worried for their life; you looked like a thief, or trouble.

The guard was aware of you, but never saw you act out any crimes. You would sit in public areas, watching folk pass by, wandering aimlessly until you were out of sight.

Like many times before, you took your pick. Using strange psychic abilities to displace items into your pockets. You would never aim for the better trinkets, just little things.. Like misplaced gold coins, or rusty coppers. Gold they can miss, a necklace? Maybe. If it looked like a family heirloom, you certainly avoided it. So far no one has reported their losses.

You only took what could easily be traded for food. During the nights, you would find a place to sleep on the docks, below a bridge, or an abandoned market stall.

Why are you here? One might wonder. There was no answer for it. You simply were here.

As you nodded off, the cold was getting to you. A voice called out to wake your anxious body jerk right up. ‘’You poor sod.’’ It was a wintershield watchman, one you’ve met before. Never talked to, though. But his face was plain enough to remember. Remember.

‘’It’s certainly not the time of the year for you to sleep outside. I can’t stand it.’’ The man complained, you looked at him dully, wondering when he would leave you be, so you could sleep.

‘’How about I treat you to a night at the inn? Hmm?’’ His tone changed, but you couldn’t place with intentions. Your neck hairs stood up with caution. ‘’What’s your bargain, guard? I doubt you’d offer something so freely.’’ The man smirked in response.

‘’I’ll tell you, but first.. How about a warm meal?’’

The tavern was pretty empty, small. One quick look would make one assume it was not a popular establishment. Another one and you questioned the type of customers this place had. It wasn’t loud, but it felt.. Suspicious.

Your stomach disagreed with you, and you hungrily gorged on the dinner the man purchased for you. If not for the food, you would’ve noticed his obsessive staring. His eyes lingered on your dirtied face, picturing something.

‘’What is your name?’’ He asked, causing you to look up from your plate. ‘’..Why do you want to know?’’ Your eyes warily scanned the man. You did not trust him one bit, but you were so damn hungry. A part of you was ready to kill him if needed. You didn’t care if they threw you in jail.. At least you’d be somewhere inside. Hidden. ‘’Tav…My name is Tav..’’

Why you wanted to hide, you could not place. What were you hiding from? A headache?

No.. This food was too good. Just think about the food. Eat your heart out. Ignore this man.

Once finished, you watched the man pay for a room, he took you upstairs, guiding you inside. A warm bed was waiting for you, not the best.. But better than the stone floors of Neverwinter. Better than frostbite and cold feet.

Then.. The door lock made a loud sound behind you. The once too friendly guard grabbed you by the throat, slamming you onto the bed. Your vision quickly turns white, and before you know it, you’re covered in blood, drifting in the water by the docks, unsure what just happened.

Disoriented by the sudden displacement, you force yourself to swim back to the shore, fighting the nausea and coughing up from the cold. Shuddering.

There’s shouting, yelling in the distance. Fear. You wanted to run.. Did you kill the man? Did he drug you? The water already washed away any evidence. You search yourself for wounds but find none. Perhaps you did kill him, for one thing.. The dagger you hid below your shirt was missing. Your cloak was torn, making you believe there was a struggle and you got away.

You searched for the location of the fight in the distance. You could see the inn from where you stood. The roof was torn open, yet there were no signs of fire or explosion. Just a large hole, like a beast flew out. The guard certainly took notice, because you could see flashes of torches reaching the place.

Without much further thought, you jumped back in the water and swam to a different dock, to avoid leaving footsteps in the sand.

Once you reach the safety of the wooden planks, a fainting spell overtakes your body, but your stubborn reflexes refuse to let you pass out. Landing on your hands, you got right back up, jerking forward, eyes searching for the nearest hiding spot.

You notice the doors of a storage shed, likely used by the fishmongers. Once you got close enough, you halfway fell against the door, it opened just fine. Someone forgot to lock this place up it seems.

Exhausted, you drag yourself, crawling inside, hoping you aren’t bleeding and leaving no trail. It didn’t matter, even with the adrenaline, your body demanded sleep.

You face plant into the ground, unable to move. The fear kept you awake for a while, making you shake helplessly. Something awakened in your veins, a headache.. Then.. A quake. Some boxes fell, the sound of dead fish flopping over the floor was close .Afterwards, silence.

The silence was so deafening.

Morning came oh so rudely. A trail of light hits your wet face, you feel stiff. You hadn’t died of hypothermia, but you might soon.. Your instincts told you to get up and search for warmth.

The shed had many things, fish. Partially spoiled, some still fresh and preserved.

Firstly, you took boots that were laying around and happily discarded your old ones. For a moment, you looked at the scraps that previously covered your feet. The chunky old things had holes, and a strange familiarity. It made you sad as you stared. These boots must’ve been dear to you once, but you can’t fathom why it made your heart sink to toss them. Was it a family heirloom? No.. Maybe you’d just worn them for a very long time. It was nostalgia.

Some more searching and you found a few things they’d probably miss. A new bag you could slink around your waist, and a fresh shirt. It was old, smelled bad, and had a few patched holes, but it was good enough. A needle and thread later, and you repaired your cloak with some fabric you found.

Before leaving, you made sure to clean up the mess you made, hoping to hide your traces. A few fish they could miss as well, serving yourself some breakfast with a makeshift firebolt.

The docks were starting to become lively, not too crowded. You passed with ease back into the streets, returning to your usual habits. Wandering and taking things that could be missed. Your mind emptied itself of the events of last night. It happened, it passed.

A thin layer of snow had started to cover the city landscape, greeting you bitterly.

Something about the season felt strange. As if you’d never seen snow before. Everything felt new, yet so strangely familiar. Images occasionally played in your head, showing the streets of a different city. It was confusing and disorienting at times, but you did not like the visions.

Something about the different city made you feel on edge. There was a vision of an explosion, fires. Bodies scattered among the rubble. Whatever that place was, you weren’t there anymore. You were here instead.

This morning, the usual charitable figures would approach you, not say a thing, but toss a few coins your way. They barely looked at you, feigning empathy, but truly they just pitied the sight of you. Hoping the money would be enough to make you leave.

One look at your reflection in the frozen fountain water spoke loudly. You were a mess. Your hair had grown longer, tangled, uncared for. Despite the fresh clothes, your face was covered in bruises and patches of dirt. You did not recognise your own face, vaguely recalling what it used to look like. Your eyes were dull, doll-like. Tired.

‘’Look at him. It reminds me of when this City had a Beggar’s Nest.’’ Gossip of two loud Elven nobles nearby took your attention, but you didn’t turn to face them.

‘’Hush! Enough of that. I don’t want to think about that damn volcano or the undead invasion again.’’ Afterwards, the couple huddled away quickly.

Your mind blanked. You are a beggar. That’s the closest to a sense of self you’ve gotten this past week. You’ve been here for at least a few months. Someone approached you with a letter a little while ago, but it made no sense to you. The place was vaguely described, and you did not know what any of it meant. The letter must’ve been misplaced, so you tossed it without much thought.

‘’You look like you could use some help.’’ Another voice. This time, it came from someone much smaller than you. A halfling woman, she looked at you with a bright smile. ‘’Want a job?’’ She offered. ‘’I’ve just opened a tavern nearby. Work for me.’’ The cheerfulness of the woman made you wary. ‘’I..I.. Don’t like taverns.’’ You stuttered. ‘’C’mon now lad.’’ She offered her hand. ‘’Let's get you warm, okay?’’ Something in you made you reach forward. She had this motherly feeling about her. Your height difference was a little awkward as she pulled you away from the public space as if you were a lost child.

All the way into her charming little building, she held your hand firmly, not tightly, but firm. She was strong, you could sense. Perhaps the woman had been an adventurer some time ago. All though it was more likely that you were skin and bones, you did not have much strength to go on with and last night reminded you of that.

‘’I am Jilvy Fogwater, This is my tavern! Do you have a name, dear?’’ The halfling woman spoke once you sat down. The tavern was definitely made for people of various heights. The woman grabbed a seat and climbed on top to meet you face to face. ‘’..Tav. It’s just Tav.’’

‘’Tav, hmm?’’ Jilvy cocked her head to the side. ‘’You seem so unsure..’’ She pondered, looking worried.

‘’No worries Tav! Let me take care of you from now on.’’ Her smile was warm and friendly. Something inside your empty head responded. Was that a sense of relief? You couldn’t tell.

Your emotions had been confusing for so long. The only things that made sense were your base instincts. Hide. Run. Steal. Eat. ‘’Okay..’’ You wanted to thank her, but you hesitated.

She nodded at your response in acknowledgement, turning around and pouring you a hot cup of tea from which you drank greedily.

‘’Usually the folks prefer beer at these kinds of establishments. I intend to serve breakfast and lunches without alcohol.’’ The woman continued to prattle on about her business venture. Something about healthier diets and battling addiction or whatever.

Your mind emptied as you eyed the wall. There were some pictures framed. Paintings. One of her family, probably. Another of a halfling child with a similar hair colour to you.

Perhaps this woman pitied you, or felt a need to heal from an old wound. You didn’t know, and you didn’t want to ask. Her motherly energy was difficult to ignore. You did not find it unwelcome, just odd. Everything was odd.

At the very least you didn’t feel lonely.

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justice-maul · 2 years

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«Masterlist»

Last updated on: August 1 2024

Archives are things I don’t write for anymore and are listed down below

Most Recent Post:

Key: Recent (made within thirty days):✨ Smut:🔞 Fluff:☀️ Angsty:🎭 Personal Favs:❤️‍🔥

«Marvel/MCU»

Please Me~ Natasha Romanoff x Wanda Maximoff x Male Reader 🔞

Only a Fool~ Wanda x FTM Reader 🔞☀️

Promises~ Young Tony Stark x Top Male Reader College Au 🔞❤️‍🔥

Avengers Giving You a Blowjob | Headcanons 🔞

Tony Stark x Younger Poolboy Male Reader | Headcanons 🔞❤️‍🔥

Killmonger NSFW Alphabet | Headcanons 🔞

«Hateful Lust» Tony Stark x Dom Rival Male Reader 🔞✨❤️‍🔥

«X-men»

Obsession~ Storm x Male Reader 🔞❤️‍🔥

Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler x Dom Male Reader

«DC»

Jason Todd x Male Werewolf Reader | Headcanons ☀️🎭

Jason Todd x Top Male Werewolf Reader | Headcanons Part 2 🔞❤️‍🔥✨

«Agents of Shield»

Nothing here yet..

«Spider-Verse»

Hot Cocoa~ Peter Parker x Winged Male Reader ☀️

«Temptation» Tom!Peter Parker x Top Avenger Male Reader 🔞✨

«Star Wars»

Nothing here yet..

«The Boys»

Nothing here yet..

«The Witcher»

Nothing here yet..

«Obey Me Shall We Date»

Quit Teasing~ Mammon x Dom Male Reader 🔞

«Misc»

Nothing here yet..

«Call Of Duty»

Nothing here yet..

«Celebrities»

Nothing here yet..

«Attack On Titan»

My Dream~ Eren x Egyptian Goddess Reader ☀️

Need Help?~ Armin x Dom Gender Neutral Reader 🔞

«Owl House»

Principal Bump x Professor Reader | Headcanons ☀️

Platonic King x Titan Male Reader Headcanons ☀️🎭

Some Alone Time~ Eda x Trans!Masc Reader 🔞☀️

«Stranger Things»

Nothing here yet..

«The Arcana»

Nothing here yet..

«Archives»

Things I no longer write for:

«Death Note»

L x Black Female Reader | Headcanons ☀️

«High Rise Invasion»

Little Toy~ Sniper Mask x Dom Gender Neutral Reader 🔞

«Lucifer»

Penelope Decker x Lucifer's Younger Brother ☀️

«My Hero Academia»

Serve Me~ Prince Tamaki x Dom Gender Neutral Servant Reader 🔞

Pathetic Hero~ Mount Lady x Ex Villain Male Reader 🔞

Great Dom~ Mirko x Quirkless Male Reader🔞

«Jujitsu Kaisen»

Pretty Girl~ Megumi x Dom Gender Neutral Reader | Thirst 🔞

Not So Tough Now~ Sub Alpha Gojo x Dom Omega Reader | Thirst 🔞

Obedient Pets~ House Husband Toji & Sukuna x Gender Neutral Reader | Thirst 🔞

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kiss-kei · 2 years

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KISS-KEI . . . INTRO ? !

ABT ME . . .

☆ my name is KEI, but you can use K for short since it’s pretty much the same thing. my pronouns are HE/HIM.

☆ i’m 20, and my bday is on MAY 2! which means i’m a TAURUS.

☆ my favorite color is obviously BLUE. i wouldn’t have made my whole blog based on the color if it wasn’t blue LMAOOO.

WHAT I WRITE . . .

★ SMUT, FLUFF, + ANGST !! i’m open to any category and i’m willing to try anything tbh.

★ KINKS / CATEGORIES — cnc, watersports, omegaverse, yanderes, and any kinks and aus as long as it isn’t in my WHAT I DON’T WRITE section. :>

★ TOP MALE READER, BOTTOM MALE READER, AND SWITCH MALE READER.

★ i’m open to writing POLY RELATIONSHIPS !!

WHAT I DON’T WRITE . . .

☆ RAPE, PEDOPHELIA, or anything of the sort. i only write things with CONSENT, so any requests for the mentioned will be deleted immediately.

☆ i will not be doing BULLY!CHARACTERS. the whole trope is just weird to me and it throws me off, so i don’t think i’ll be doing that au.

☆ FEM!READERS. this blog is strictly for male readers only.

WHO I WRITE FOR . . .

— will be adding more soon!

★ SPORTS ANIME — free! iwatobi swim club, haikyuu!!, kuroko no basuke, yuri on ice

★ ACTION ANIME — boku no hero academia, spyxfamily, demon slayer, jujutsu kaisen, attack on titan, one punch man, hunter x hunter, tokyo ghoul, assassination classroom, death note, high-rise invasion

★ OTHERS — angels of death, the disastrious life of saiki k., the promised neverland, neon genesis evangelion, psycho-pass, another, my little monster, toilet bound hanako-kun, your turn to die, genshin impact, danganronpa

RULES . . .

☆ MINORS please DO NOT INTERACT with my 18+ posts. you are allowed to interact with anything else but that.

☆ i will only do minor characters if the request is NOT SMUT. any request for smut for minors will be IGNORED and DELETED or CALLED OUT.

☆ i only do MALE CHARACTERS because that’s what i’m most comfortable with. i’m sorry but i won’t be accepting requests for women :<

☆ blogs with DEFAULT or NO PFP will be blocked or removed from my followers list. also those with NO AGE in their bio or PRONOUNS.

#k. rules & intro #bottom male reader #smut #male reader smut #top male reader #bxb

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thatsauceysauce · 2 months

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I’d love to be sent ideas yall what to be written, i’ll write pretty much anything

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Wonts;

mommy/daddy kinks

detailed birth

nothing involving piss or shit

furries/ anything involving humans x animals

rape

detailed self harm

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wills;

smut (no minors)

pregnancy fic

marriage

x reader

non detailed self harm comfort fic

fem reader x male character

gore,murder, etc

one shots

headcannons

character x character (as long as they are already dating)

i will do series depending on what i’m writing for

I will write anything expect for the donts show above

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to the people that do reblog and like my posts it means sm, i love writing and i’m happy to be sharing it!!

submissions are something new i wanna try writing for

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fandoms i can write for;

TWD

COD

creepypasta

MHA

warrior cats (no x reader)

slipknot

korn

marble hornets

high rise invasion

the 100

love joy

wilbursoot

jschlatt

albert (flamingo)

spider man (gotta lmk what spider verse)

nirvana

johnny guilbert

AOT

HTTYD

the 100

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it’s 6am and i haven’t gotten any sleep, so it is possible there’s fandoms i’ve missed but ya know

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oakedredwine · 2 years

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Master List

Requests are open: I thought it'd be really funny if people made requests like they were ordering from a drive thru, but you don't have too.

(Ex. I'd like a MHA Hawks HC with a number 4- Long, and extra fluff.

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"Gay Chicken" - Party game

7 minutes in heaven - Party Game

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Baking together

Cuddling on a rainy day

Comfort after a nightmare (receiving)

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Reallt Tall Reader

Really Short Reader

Enemies to lovers

Red String (or soulmates)

Childhood Sweethearts

Forbidden Love

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Love Triangle (✨️oooh scandalous✨️)

Opposites Attract

Stuck together

Ditched by friends at ___ event

"Just friends"

Pen pals

Wedding Runaway

Sunny vs Grumpy

Oblivious to love

Can't spit it out/ say how they feel (reader)

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Road Trip

Isekai'd (reader)

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Hold My Drink

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Type:

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Medium

Long

Add-ons:

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Some smut

Some spice

Extra fluff

Extra angst

Extra smut

Extra spice

(Spice: Make out or sexual themes, not the deed)

Fandoms:

Anime

Attack on Titain

Demon Slayer

My Hero Academia

Jujutsu Kaisen

Blue Period

Death Note

Black Butler

The Seven Deadly Sins

Hunter x Hunter

Naruto

Inu Yasha

High Rise Invasion

Soul Eater

Komi Can't Communicate

Games

Stardew Valley

Life is Strange

Other

Arcane

Creepypasta

♡What I will write♡

LGBTQIA+

Slight blood/gore

Angst

Song fics (only if I'm in the mood, though)

Smut

Most kinks (includes BDSM)

**I'm open to more, so just DM or ask me, and I'll see what I can do**

!!What I will not write!!

Transphobia/Homophobia/Queerphobia

Psychosis episodes

Body shaming/abelism

Slurs

Suicide/self harm/anything of that nature

Rape/Non-consentual sex

Smut of characters younger than 18 y/o,

Incest (direct or indirect), piss, scat, puke, mutilation, or dismemberment kinks

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ittorama · 3 years

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𝐭𝐚𝗺𝐚𝐥𝐞 - 𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝗼𝐫

➪𝐬𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝗺𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐱 𝗺𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

➪𝐰 - 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐜𝗼𝗺𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐜𝗼𝗺𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝗼𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐲𝐮𝐤𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝗼𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝗼𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝗼𝐭𝐞 - 𝐢 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝗼𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝗼𝐧𝐞 😩 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝗼𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝗼 𝐬𝗼 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝗼𝐧𝐠- 𝐢'𝗺 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝗼𝐮𝐝 𝗼𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐠𝐥!!

“You look so good like this, pretty boy.”

Sniper Mask can only whine, his mouth occupied with sucking on your fingers. His mask was lifted just enough to show his mouth, his plumb lips wrapped around your fingers as he fondles them with his tongue.

You shove your fingers a little deeper into his mouth, noticing the shiver that runs down his spine when you press on the roof of his mouth.

“Is it good?” you ask, your shoe just barely brushing against his staining erection, “You like my fingers in your mouth, don’t you, Yuka?” he hums approvingly, back arching slightly off his spot on the floor when your fingers stroke his tongue.

“Such a good boy, my good boy. You did so well out there.” your praises only make him harder, his mind fogging and he can only think about you. His teary eyes dart to your own erection just inches away from his face— hot hot and heavy and just perfect for his little slutty mouth.

He’s caught by surprise when you shove your finger down his throat, fingers almost touching his uvula and he choked in surprise, body jerking and shaking as he comes in his pants from just that.

He slumps against your knee when you take your fingers out, thumb tracing his lip while you coo soft little praises that go straight to his dick again, and his tongue darts out to give a little lick against the pad, a quiet moan leaving his throat at his sensitive tingly tongue.

“Did you come, Yuka?” you say, hand brushing his hair as he hums, nodding his head sheepishly. “Your mouth is so sensitive.”

And he agrees but despite that his head cranes to rest in between your thighs, licking your bulge through you pants and he lifts the mask fully, a pleading look in his eyes while he nuzzles the zipper.

“So greedy, my hand wasn’t enough to satisfy you?” you tease, unzipping your pants for your awaiting exciting little puppy. “It’s ok, you deserve it. You can have whatever you want.”

𝗺𝐚𝐬𝐭.|𝗺𝐢𝐬𝐜. 𝗺𝐚𝐬𝐭.

𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝗼𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝗼𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝗼 𝐬𝐢𝗺𝐩𝐢𝐧-𝐡𝗼𝐮𝐫𝐬. 𝐝𝗼 𝐧𝗼𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝗼𝐬𝐭 𝗼𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥

#top male reader #sniper mask x male reader #sub sniper mask #I need more sub sniper mask #high rise invasion x male reader

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ohworm-writes · 3 years

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Worm?! lol. Hiii, I’m new here. Could I please request some head canons for sniper mask (from high rise invasion) with a (preferably) male s/o? (As long as you’re comfortable with it.) I haven’t found any for males sadly. Hope you have a good day! Thanks sm.

Tenkuu Shinpan/High-Rise Invasion: Sniper Mask Boyfriend Scenario

high-rise invasion/tenkuu shinpan masterlist

‼ Sniper Mask Relationship Headcanons with a Male S/o ‼

Featuring: Sniper Mask, Yuri Honjo, Mayuko Nise, Kuon Shinzaki

Warnings: gun mention, violence mention, cursing, blood mention

a/n - i wanted to add a lot of detail since you said there weren't any male readers, so i apologize that it took so long. i also have another sniper mask scenario that should come out soon! enjoy!

content below the cut!

coming to the high rise world was VERY unexpected for you

one second you're about to take a nap, right at the brink of sleep

the BOOM

you're on top of a building!

oh yeah, and there are murderers in masks right on your tail

not the afternoon you wanted, but it was the afternoon you got

you had been running from several masks, three of them right on your tail

you had been backed up near the edge of a building, the three of them circling yours you sat against the ground

when one of them slumped to the ground, dead

at first, you were confused, did he pass out maybe?

but then you saw blood and the other two dropping to the ground

no, yeah, they were all dead

you looked around for who could have done it

only to be met with another mask, a rifle at his side

you would have thought you were going to die if it weren't for the 3 girls by his side

why were 3 high school girls with one of the same kind of people that had tried to murder you?????

"Oh my god! Are you okay, sir?" A dark-haired girl ran forward and knelt down in front of you. You backed away from her, fear still coursing through you.

Your eyes landed on the masked man a few feet behind them, pointing a shaky finger towards him. "You! Why aren't you hurting us?" He stood up straight as all attention went to him, stuttering as the girl in front of you offered you a small smile.

"He won't hurt you, he'll only kill other masks, I promise!" You we're still skeptical of the group but decided it would be better than being stuck out here all alone. Silently, you took the girl's hand, letting her introduce you to the others.

When you were set in front of the masked man, he awkwardly gave his hand out for you to shake. "And this is Sniper Mask! He's scary, but-but, nice? Yeah, nice!" Yuri said, obviously unsure of her own words.

He extended his hand out for you to shake, and though you couldn't tell it, he was nervous beyond belief. He had just saved an extremely attractive guy and now he was no more than 2 feet in front of him!

"H-hey." Well, he fucked that up. You sighed, letting your shoulders slump as you took his hand, shaking it firmly. "Y/n, thanks for saving me Mr. Sniper Mask." You offered him a smile, to which his face instantly flushed, responding with nothing but a nod.

and that's where it began

at first, it was quiet between you and mr. mask

he didn't seem to make any moves to talk to you

hell, he didn't even seem to like being in the same room as you!

at least, that's from your perspective

from the other team, however...

"Kuon I-I don't. The command must of-" "Mr. Mask! You like Y/n! It's not the command, you do!" Kuon had been pestering Yuka for the past 30 minutes about her new idea. Obviously, it was nothing near the truth. It had to be the command malfunctioning.

"Admit it Mr. Mask! You're always looking at him and are fidgety whenever he's nearby!" Yuka sighed, rubbing the back of his neck as a blush crawled up onto his face. "Kuon it's not that I can assure you, I don't-" "If you won't admit it, I'm going to tell him!"

With that, Kuon dashed out of the room to find you. It took Yuka a few seconds to realize what the girl meant before he came barreling down the hall after her. "Kuon! Wait-"

Kuon didn't end up actually telling you that Sniper Mask liked you per se

but she didddd say that he wanted to talk with you more

and when he came up to the two of you, he apologized profusely for Kuon's behavior and dragged her off

but, the ordeal did help him to realize that no, this wasn't the mask's doing

he did actually like you

and little did he know that the feeling was mutual!

oh good gods you fell for him quick

you didn't even know why you liked him, but dear gods you did

you were terrified to confess to him

he barely ever shows emotion, so what are the chances he would show them to you?

well, it took him a while to confess to you, and only after you got injured by a mask did he spill

you had gone out with Mayuko to go find some supplies when a mask holding a machete came running at you two

it had cut your arm pretty bad, but you would live

Mayuko helped you wrap it up with some gauze she had found

when the two of you got back, the others (excluding Sniper Mask at the time) were all over you

you assured them that you could patch up your own wound, so you made your way back to your own room

expecting to be alone, you were surprised when Sniper Mask stopped you right outside your room's door

You held your injured arm close to your stomach, groaning as a sharp pain went through it. Your room was just around the corner, and once you were inside you could patch it up and go to sleep. At least, that's what the plan was originally.

What you didn't expect was the silent being of Sniper Mask to be laying against the door, his head shooting up as he heard footsteps. He turned his head towards you, eyes shifting from yours to your arm, and back to you.

"What happened." He said, but it came out in a much deeper tone than you had anticipated. A small blush found its way onto your face, your words catching in your throat as he leaned off of the door, making his way closer to you.

He was only a foot away, your breath hitched as his hand came towards you. He paused for a second, looking back at you, before grabbing your uninsured hand in his gloved one. Despite the fabric, his hands still radiated heat.

"I'm fine." You stated, but it didn't seem to do anything as he dragged you down the hall and up a flight of stairs. You were going to ask where he was taking you, when he grabbed one of the door handles, twisting it open and leading you inside.

There was nothing particularly special about his room, besides the rifle on his bed, of course. He let go of your hand the second the two of you were in the room, pausing a second after, before going to get a first aid kid.

You sat down on his bed, leaving the rifle alone. Unconsciously, your hands intertwined themselves together, trying to recreate the warmth he did just a few seconds ago. When he came back over, he was quick to take off your makeshift bandages and wipe the wound down.

You hissed in pain, grabbing one of his hands in the process and squeezing it to try and relive it. He gave your hand a reassuring squeeze of its own, quickly sanitizing it and dressing it with fresh bandages.

When he was done, you tried to let his hand go, but he squeezed it harder. You heard him let out a sigh, his face turning upwards as he looked at you. You couldn't see his eyes, but he was lost in yours.

Without thinking, he inched the bottom of his mask upwards with his free hand, just enough to reveal his mouth. Your heartbeat picked up, eyes widening as they flickered down to his lips.

In a second the lips you were staring at were pressed against your own. His lips were warm, the taste of coffee lingering from them. When he pulled away, you did nothing but look at him with adoration.

You cupped his face with one of your hands, your smile growing as he leans into the touch. "Y'know," he started, bringing his hand up to hold yours. "I've been meaning to ask you to become my boyfriend for a while."

"Is that so?" You asked him, earning a hum and a shrug in response. "Now seemed like a good time to ask." You chuckled softly at him, watching a smile form on his lips. "My answer is yes then, Sniper Mask."

it was hard to keep your relationship a secret from the girls

Kuon was glued to Yuma's side almost 24/7, so she caught on first

then it was a domino effect

the three of them were extremely happy for you two

they do tease you both from time to time though

Kuon is especially happy about the relationship

sure, she has a crush on Yuka, but she's happy to see the two of you together

he's very wary about it all at first

his group has been attacked before, and not to mention other masks that could hurt you

yes, he's a strong badass who could protect you no matter what

but it doesn't make him worry any less!

any time foreign masks come near, you better bet your ass they're gonna have a bullet hole (or two) in them

he loves to show off that you're his and vice versa

refers to you as "his boyfriend" a lot

also likes to say "i'm his boyfriend"

absolutely swoons if you call him "yours"

peppers your face with kisses any time he can

just giving you lots of kisses in general

likes to have you by his side most times

he always needs to make sure you're safe

you basically have your own bodyguard

usually sleeps with you on his chest and his arms wrapped around you

then again, he won't turn down being the little spoon~

genuinely fucking loves you and wants to make you know every second he can

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ghostlyforxst · 2 years

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Greetings, listed below are my do's and don'ts. Also a list of what look for in a request and list of anime fandoms are written below. All of these are opinions based. If offended exit off my blog, no comment needed, or you'll be blocked. Anyways, let your ideas or questions creep into the request!

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 Gender neutral readers are welcomed, along with female and male readers. With that being said, female x female and male x male are accepted!

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 AU (Alternative Universes) are welcomed too. My favorites being: monster/mythical creature au, farm/hybrid au, purge au, and vintage au.

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 Headcannons, scenarios, and oneshots are welcomed.

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 poly relationships and yandere relationships are welcomed.

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 NSFW and SFW are welcomed, aswell as angst.

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 Monsters and hybrids that are welcomed: werewolves, vampires, naga, driders/arachnids, holstaurs, centaur, dragons, mermaids/mermans, elves, fairies, orcs, werebear, aliens, demon, zombies, and any hybrids that I know of are welcomed!

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 To begin with, pedophilia or incest (including step-brother) are unwelcomed. Following that, characters who look like children and have womanly/manly body parts are unwelcomed.

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 Everyone is included in my stories, so OCs are unwelcomed. Including adding precise appearance like hair and eye color are unwelcomed. (Though chubby readers and tall readers are welcomed!)

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 What is the gender of the reader?

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 Which character is it?

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 What is the plot, what do you want to happen

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 If using a AU, what au is it?

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 Are you wanting headcanons, scenarios, or a story?

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 If monster/mythical creature au, what creature are they?

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 Demon Slayer

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 Hunter x Hunter

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 My Hero Academia

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 Jujustu Kaisen

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 Tokyo Revengers

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 Saiki k

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 kakegurui

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 High-Rise Invasion

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 Seven Deadly Sins

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 Dragon Ball Z

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 Obey Me

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bunny-simp · 3 years

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FANDOM’S

Miraculous Ladybug

BNHA

Demon Slayer

Yandere Simulators

Diabolik Lovers (@villains-simp )

Harry Potter The walking dead

RULES / TW

I do not do pedophilia so do not ask but I will do Platonic

There will be a lot of Yandere content so a lot of TW

Before reading any of my stories please remember, I don't support rape, abuse,kidnapping, toxic relationships and other things mentioned in my story’s. These are only for entertainment purposes.

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yanderesimp-san · 3 years

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excuse me??? are you freaking serious???? you mean thERE IS ONLY ABOUT 5-6 POSTS ON SUB!BOTTOM!SNIPER MASK??????? HELLO???????

i took ONE LOOK AT THAT MAN AND KNEW I WANTED HIM GETTING SCRWED ON MY SPIRITUAL D SJXJJCJDJXJDIS 😭

pls for the sake of my sanity, writers step up (cuz i cant write for shitz) and feed me ;-;

#sniper mask x male reader #anime #sniper mask #sniper mask x reader #high rise invasion #male reader #top reader #dom reader

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otakuworks · 2 years

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𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 + 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎

[ ⭐ ] — My Fav to Write

[ 🌞 ] — Newly Added

𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗 & 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓

Maximum of 4 Characters per request.

Characters can be in different fandoms too.

GN!Reader by default unless you specified the gender.

If you are able to come up with a title with your request then feel free to suggest (I suck at making titles)

I'll try to write all characters in each fandom, but if I don't like the character I have the right to ignore it.

My inbox is always open for suggestions, memes or simply to chat. I'm down with it.

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒 𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄

ANIME

Naruto Shippuden ⭐

Bleach

Fairytail ⭐

Inuyasha

Death Note ⭐

Attack On Titan ⭐

One Piece

Bungou Stray Dogs ⭐

Jujutsu Kaisen

Demon Slayer

BNHA/MHA

SPY x FAMILY

Haikyuu! ⭐

Hunter X Hunter ⭐

Assassination Classroom

Classroom of the Elites ⭐

Tokyo Revengers ⭐

High Rise Invasion

Owari no Seraph

Balance Unlimited

Dr. Stone

Toilet Bound Hanako

Black Clover ⭐

SK8 Infinity

Tokyo Ghoul

Code Geass

Vanitas no Carte

Blue Exorcist

Black Butler ⭐

Danganropa

Fruits Basket

The Seven Deadly Sins

Darling on the Franxx

Angel of Death ⭐

God of High School

Kakegurui

Yuri! On Ice

Vampire Knight

Noblesse

Howl's Moving Castle

Norn 9

Chainsaw Man

Blue Lock

Moriarty the Patriot ⭐

Record of Ragnarok 🌞

MANHWA

Father, I Don't Want to Get Married ⭐

Who Made Me A Princess ⭐

Into the Light Once Again ⭐

How to Get My Husband on my Side

The Villainess Is A Marionette ⭐

Death is the Only Ending for the Villainess ⭐

The Villainess Reverses the Hourglass

Roxana: The Way to Protect the Female Lead's Brother ⭐

Beware of the Villainess

Of All Things, I Have Become A Crow

Heart Throbbing Conqueror

Survive as the Hero's Wife

Under the Oak Tree ⭐

A Symbiotic Relationship Between A Black Panther and A Rabbit

Elixir of the Sun

Inso's Law

Wake Up, Warrior ⭐

I've Become the Wife of the Male Lead / Author of my Life

The Song of Theodor / The Lady and The Lion ⭐

I Became the Wife of the Monstrous Prince ⭐

Three Brothers / Kim Brothers

A Way to Protect the Lovable You ⭐

The Princess Imprints A Traitor / Revolutionary Princess Eve

My Husband Hides His Beauty

Lady Baby

The Young Miss I Serve Became A Young Master

Cinderella Wasn't Me

The Newlywed Diary of A Witch and A Dragon

Actually, I Was The Real One

Trash of the Count's Family ⭐

I Have Become The Hero's Rival

A Night With the Emperor

My Three Tyrant Brothers

Honey, I'm Going On A Strike

WEBTOON

Omniscient Reader

Unholy Blood ⭐

Tower of God

To You, Who Swallowed A Star

Lookism ⭐

Eleceed ⭐

The World After the Fall

Weak Hero

Jungle Juice

Teenage Mercenary ⭐

The Remarried Empress

Eaternal Nocturnal

Viral Hit / How To Fight ⭐

Study Group

Villain to Kill

Doom Breaker

Your Throne ⭐

Get Schooled

When Jasy Whistles

Academy's Undercover Professor

Like A Wind On A Dry Branch

Nice to Meet You

Seasons Of Blossom ⭐

Purple Hyacinth

See You in My 19th Life ⭐

My Gently Raised Beast

Men of The Harem

Secret Playlist

Shadow Bride

Mystic Prince / Prince of Myolyeong ⭐

VIDEO GAMES

Mystic Messenger

Genshin Impact ⭐

Twisted Wonderland

Tears of Themis ⭐

Obey Me ⭐

Wizardess Heart

Resident Evil

Detroit: Become Human

Ensemble Stars

Honkai: Star Rail ⭐

MISCELLANEOUS

Baldur's Gate 3

Wuthering Waves ☀️

Dream SMP

BTS

Harry Potter

Avatar: The Last Airbender

Star Wars ⭐

LOTR / The Hobbits

Hazbin Hotel ☀️

𝐘𝐄𝐒, 𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄

HEADCANONS

ONE-SHOT

DRABBLE

SERIES ⭐

CROSSOVER ⭐

FLUFF

HURT to FLUFF ⭐

ANGST ⭐

SLIGHT SUGGESTIVE

AU / ALTERNATE UNIVERSE

PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP ⭐

𝐍𝐎, 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄

NSFW

TOXIC RELATIONSHIP

PEDOPHILE

EXTREME YANDERE

ABUSIVE THEMES

@otakuworks

#rules #anime #anime gif #webtoon #manhwa #navigation

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heylookitsyc · 3 years

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Reminders

Pairing: Sniper Mask x Reader

Anime: High-Rise Invasion / Tenkuu Shinpan

Genre: Fluff/Lime(?)

Synopsis: When Sniper Mask goes into hibernation, you can’t help but feel worried for him. Your concern is enough to capture the attention of both Kuon and Mayuko, who discover that you’ve been hiding a secret about you and Sniper Mask’s history.

Warning(s): A little bit of swearing, sexual themes heavily implied

Note: Based off of Episode 10; there might be some spoilers ahead, so just a heads up! Reader isn’t a mask in this story- just putting that out there.

Story is down below!

Your fingers traced over the hard surface of the mask, Sniper Mask’s head on your lap as you stared down at his unconscious form. His hat had been removed, revealing his tousled locks.

Both Kuon and Mayuko were waiting outside of the room. You had asked for some alone time with the male; while Mayuko looked a bit skeptical with your request, Kuon had been quick to usher you into the room.

Your hands were trembling a bit as you slowly lifted Sniper Mask’s mask upwards, revealing the handsome face that you hadn’t seen in quite some time. His mouth was slightly parted as he breathed, eyebags beneath his eyes due to lack of proper sleep.

As your thumb brushed over the scar beneath his left eye, you failed to hear the sliding door behind you open.

“Yuka…” Your voice was nothing more than a whisper. “I’ve missed you.”

“What do you mean by that?”

The sound of Mayuko’s voice snapped you out of your trance, your attention now on the two girls who stood a few feet away from you. The blonde had a hand on her hip, eyes focused on you as Kuon hid behind her, mumbling something about how it wasn’t right for her to see Sniper Mask’s real face.

You tilted your head in slight confusion. “I’m sorry?”

“We’ve all been together for quite some time now,” Mayuko said. “Yet you just said ‘I’ve missed you’ to Sniper Mask, as if you hadn’t seen him in forever.”

Your movements were gentle as you moved the mask so that it covered the sniper’s face once more. “In a way, I guess it has been awhile since I’ve seen him,” you said. “His face, I mean.”

“His face?” Kuon stopped hiding behind Mayuko, seeing that the male now had his mask back on. “Are you saying that you’ve seen it before?”

“Naturally,” you said. “But that’s not important. Right now we should work on waking him up.”

You gave Sniper Mask’s shoulder a small squeeze, your next words surprising both Kuon and Mayuko.

“I won’t allow my boyfriend to die like this.”

The door closed shut with a light click as you stepped into the hallway, a tired sigh leaving your lips.

“Kuon’s passed out for now, but she’ll be fine,” you said. “Glad to have you back, Sniper Mask.”

Said male was leaning against the wall, one hand in his pocket as the other held a cigarette to his lips. Mayuko was still in the bedroom with Kuon, saying that she would watch over the girl as both you and Sniper Mask spoke to each other. Yuri had gone off somewhere, telling the two of you that she would be right back.

“Did anything happen while I was in hibernation?”

“No, nothing,” you said. You leaned against the wall, crossing your arms. “Everything is still the same.”

“Is it really?”

“What do you mean?” you asked. “You fell into hibernation, and both Kuon and Mayuko-”

A loud thud echoed throughout the room as you suddenly found yourself pressed even further against the wall, a gloved hand now at the side of your head as Sniper Mask looked down at you. Despite the mask, you could see his brown eyes focused on your much smaller form.

“Sniper Mask-” you began, only for him to cut you off.

“What exactly is your relationship with me, (Y/N)?” he questioned. “You’ve been hiding something, and I want to know-”

“Yuka.” His eyes widened at the use of his real name. “If you wanted answers, then you could’ve just asked normally instead of having me up against the wall.”

You pushed his arm away, causing it to fall limply at his side.

“If you really want to know, then…”

You suddenly took hold of his tie, pulling him down so that he was now face-to-face with you.

“Hey, what are you- hmph!”

His mask had been pushed away from his face, your lips pressing against his before he could finish his sentence. Your action caused his cigarette to fall out of his mouth, quickly forgotten as you moved to wrap your arms around his neck to bring him even closer.

A hand placed itself on the small of your back, the taste of tobacco greeting your tongue as Yuka deepened the kiss further.

Some seconds passed before you chose to finally pull away, needing air. A satisfied smile formed on your lips at the sight of Yuka staring at you with half-lidded eyes, mouth slightly parted as he looked uncharacteristically flustered.

You gave a small laugh. “Was that enough to remind you?”

A startled gasp left your mouth as he suddenly grabbed onto your hips, bringing you close and pressing a soft kiss onto your neck.

“I don’t know, sweetheart,” he murmured. The way he said the pet name sent a familiar shiver down your spine. “I think I’ll need more than that to remind me.”

His lips found yours once more, and you didn’t have to ask in order to know what he had in mind.

“Where’s Mr Mask?”

Kuon was finally awake, the sniper’s suit jacket still in her hands as she sat up on the bed. Mayuko sat in a chair nearby, arms crossed as she gave a shrug.

“Last I remember, he was in the hallway with (Y/N).”

“Well!” Kuon had a bright smile on her face, clapping her hands together. “I hope that they’re having a good conversation, then.”

“Yeah…”

“Geez, where could those two have gone?”

Mayuko’s steps were light as she walked down the hallway, eyes scanning her surroundings as she searched for both Sniper Mask and (Y/N). She paused in front of a certain room, a muffled sound catching her attention.

“What the…?”

Her hand reached for the doorknob, only to freeze at the next few sounds she heard.

“Yuka, s-slow down- ah!”

“F-Fuck, sweetheart, keep your voice down...”

Mayuko’s face was a furious shade of red as she rushed off, making a mental note to remind the others to not even bother looking for you two for a little while.

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T H E T A K E O V E R - Prequel (A BTS FF Apocalypse AU)

The recruits of Bangtan Academy were trained to be super soldiers, to be the strongest, fastest, most cunning fighters in the world, now they are being put to the test! You were at the bottom of your class, but you noticed the cracks in the system first, what are you going to do? Run or try to save the world?

BTS Apocalypse Dystopian Invasion AU. Mystery Thriller. BTS member(s?) x reader / Namjoon x reader this chapter

Smut. PWsomeP for now, cause it gets crazy fast yall.

Warnings: military, guns, rough sex, public sex, exhibitionism, oral sex, role-play, overstimulation, breeding kink, size kink? strength kink? idk what kind of kink it is tbh but it’s kinky lol, someone smarter than me feel free to name them for me, y/n is kind of a masochist.

Word count: 3.2k

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In the back of the military compound there was Bangtan Academy, home to the country’s best and brightest. That’s what your drill instructor kept telling you at least. You didn’t feel like the brightest, but you guessed even amongst the best of the best, there had to be someone at the bottom. That person was you.

You didn’t care, you could still hold your own with the other recruits in your class, and you never said no to a challenge, even if you were on a 134 losing streak, because Bangtan Academy was all that you knew. You couldn’t remember a time in your life when you didn’t walk the iron halls, run laps around the military base’s field, or train day in and day out to become a top soldier.

So you knew every inch of The Academy like the back of your hand, and you knew all the places you could go where your drill instructor couldn’t bother you. That’s why you were on top of The Academy’s roof, sitting next to your classmate Namjoon.

Namjoon was everything you wished you were; savvy, book smart, strong, funny, popular. He was also second in your class. The rising star of your class, Namjoon was too smart for his own good. He found studying lessons he already understood boring, so you could always count on him to keep you company.

“Do you think they will snitch?” Namjoon gestures to the military guards at the South watch tower, who have a perfect view of you.

“Nah, that one guy looks like he’s more interested in his phone than busting a couple of recruits,” you smile, winking.

“Well,” Namjoon pushes your shoulder down so you’re lying on the concrete, rolling his body on top of yours, “Why don’t we give them a show?” He raises his eyebrows, sending you a dimpled smirk before pressing his lips to yours.

Namjoon was your friend, but he was also incredibly hot, and a huge hornball, and Bangtan Academy had a definite lack of female recruits. Many times, you were one of two females in a room full of men, and sometimes you were the only female there. So when whatever this new caveat to your relationship started with Namjoon, you figured it was out of convenience.

Even if you were stuck in a sea of testosterone, to your dismay most of the male recruits left you alone, no one wanted to fraternize with the lowest rank in their class. So of course you let Namjoon fuck you, no one else would! You and your friend had at least one thing in common, a very high sex drive.

You roll your hips up into his, suppressing a moan. You can already feel how hard Namjoon is between your legs, while he nibbles on the sensitive skin behind your ear. “Don’t leave any marks,” you mumble, “Drill Sergeant will kill me.” You shake Namjoon’s shoulders to get his attention.

God, why is he so built? All the recruits were in top physical condition, but your friend was something else entirely, tall and sturdy and full of muscle. You intended to push him away, but one feel of his hard muscles under your fingertips had you pulling him closer to you instead, earning a quiet chuckle from Namjoon against your neck as he ran his tongue along your skin.

Namjoon yanks your shirt up, exposing your bra. His arms snake around your waist, reaching for the clasp. “Don’t break this one this time, I’m running out of excuses,” you warn him.

Namjoon hums against your collarbone. He was always so rough, rougher than he probably intended. Your friend really didn’t understand his own strength. But you liked it, years of combat training made your pain tolerance high.

He pushes your loose bra up too now, exposing your bare chest to him, and starts to undo the buttons of your pants. He hovers over you with lust filled eyes studying the curves of your body, lips curved up as he silently watches how you twitch and shake under his fingertips. Watching him watch you made your stomach tighten and the center between your legs ache with need.

His dark eyes traveled the expanse of your skin like he was imagining all the steps he was going to take to conquer your body. Your friend was always planning, always one step ahead.

Setting his plan into action, he drops his body onto yours again, teeth and tongue grazing all over your exposed skin, his hands making quick work at pulling off your pants and underwear.

“We shouldn’t be doing this out in the open, what if someone finds us?” Your warnings are half-hearted and unconvincing. You whisper the words playfully, your half naked body only wrapping around his tighter.

“I don’t think anyone is willing to have that conversation with your dad,” he says playfully. Oh that’s right, you were the school’s Head Commander’s daughter. Your parents separated during your childhood and you’ve stayed at Bangtan Academy ever since. The cold isolated hallways were the only home you remembered, like the cold isolated man you called your father was the only family you had there for you.

You did visit your mother any chance you got, starved for her warmth, even if it was mostly directed at your step father and step siblings, even if she always looked at you with a mixture of sadness and uneasiness when you visited, she was always kind, kinder to you than your father.

“Can we not bring him up right now?” You tense under Namjoon, annoyed.

“Sorry, sorry,” he distracts you with kisses, hands pulling your legs back around him as he presses down into you. The distraction works, you warm up with Namjoon’s hard heavy body on yours. Your fingers run through the soft hairs on the back of his head, enjoying the tiny prickles they leave on the tips of your fingers.

Namjoon goes back to his mission at hand: making you scream his name. He trails kisses down your stomach, spreading your legs wider with his large hands so he can kiss the inside of your thighs. Your back arches from his soft touches, you’re used to roughness, pain, not this. This kind of touch makes your heart burst and the tips of your toes tingle.

His arms lock around your legs, pulling you down to his mouth. You feel his tongue, slippery and powerful, entering you, poking into your slit. It feels so good, you feel filled without any stretch or pain. He massages your inside walls with the wet muscle, making your toes curl against his back, Namjoon really is good at everything. You clench around his tongue, and he licks up and down your folds, drinking in your pleasure, tongue darting rapidly over your clit until you’re a shaking mess, and then he does it all over again.

When you look down, the sight is devastatingly erotic. His face buried deep in between your legs, but his eyes, dark and filled with lust never leaving your face. You shudder, bite you lip trying to silence yourself, but a soft moan escapes only spurring him on. His grip on you tightens, and he darts his tongue over you in the same way until you’re moaning louder.

You make the mistake of looking back at the watchtower, curiosity getting the better of you, and you see the two soldiers, binoculars pointed right at you. Oh shit.

“Namjoon, they’re watching!” you hiss, words broken by the moans he pulls out of you. Namjoon responds by pushing his face into you more. You let your head fall back. He’s not going to stop, and you don’t want him to. The soldiers already know you noticed them, so you turn your gaze back on them, you see the bulges in their pants, and your lips curl into a smirk. One of them adjusts himself, palming himself over his pants. You run your tongue over your teeth and wiggle your fingers in their direction.

Namjoon watches your display for the other soldiers, watches as you shamelessly push your elbows back instead of covering your naked chest, it made his dick throb in his pants, and as hot as he found you, he felt a pang of jealousy course through him too.

Namjoon brings your attention back on him, placing his lips around your sensitive hood and sucking hard. The abrupt sensation makes your legs shake as you yelp in pleasure and pain, your fingers digging into his muscled shoulders.

“Joon!” you moan. ‘That’s right,’ Namjoon thinks, it's his name that you’re moaning. His name leaving your pretty lips as he pushes two fingers into you, pumping them in and out while his tongue runs harsh licks into you. Your body shakes for him, your orgasm is his doing. Your frame tightens around his shoulders, every muscle in your body seizing in pleasure. You’re his.

He doesn’t pull away from you, even when you start to cry in overstimulation, even when your legs kick hard at his back, and your nails dig into his skin. Not until his lungs burn for air, only then he finally lets you go, heaving for breath.

Your body buzzes, you shake as electric currents of lingering pleasure pulse from your core and throughout your body. You lie there and you can only look up at the bright afternoon sky in a daze.

“Wow,” you laugh. Namjoon breaks into a bright smile, chin still slick from your essence, beaming down at you with pride. How can he be so achingly hot yet cute? You push away thoughts that have you imagining him as more than a friend, more than a quick fuck. The idea that someone like Namjoon would ever see you as a serious partner wasn’t a thought you entertained, it hurt too much to think of him rejecting your heart.

You do know he won’t reject you when it comes to this. You grab the front of his shirt, pull him down, and kiss him hard. Why is he still wearing clothes? You whine wordlessly into his mouth, tugging his shirt up. Namjoon gets the idea, hastily pulling it over his head. You can’t help but stare at the way his muscles jump as he flexes. You want to admire him more, but you know he’d probably tease you later on for it, so you work on unbuckling his belt.

You run your hand up and down his length, hard and big just like the rest of him. His lips cover yours again and you pant into each other's mouths. For now, you accept how much he wants you physically as enough.

Namjoon grabs your leg and pushes your calf to your shoulder, you wince at the stretch, still sore from yesterday’s combat training, and then he thrusts into you all at once, so hard and fast you have to cover your mouth to silence your screams. Namjoon is usually enthusiastic, but not like this. You wonder if he’s performing for your secret audience too.

You let Namjoon bend and use your body how he wanted, you’d let him do wherever the fuck he wanted to you after that mind-blowing orgasm, but he was simple in his desires, his hips pounding into you at a steady rhythm.

Your eyes wander to the South and he grabs your chin, keeping you to him, “Look at me, don’t look at them, are they fucking you or am I?”

You bite your lip, staring into his eyes, “You are fucking me, so good.”

He licks his lips and starts giving it to you harder, holding you down by the ankle. In front of teachers, your Namjoon was always calm and collected, working through different strategies until finally choosing the best option, taking his time with the simplest of tasks to ensure he had the best means of action. With you, he was feral. He and you didn’t have the luxury of time, so he let his urges control him instead.

He grabs your wrists with his free hand, holding them above your head. He places all his weight on you, and it’s a lot, you feel trapped against Namjoon’s hard frame. You rarely ever feel this way. You know a hundred different ways to escape a situation, but the way Namjoon has you, bent in a position that’s most pleasurable for him, there’s no escaping his brute strength filling you up completely.

It feels wrong to like it so much, the way he holds you down, slamming into you with wild abandonment. “You can’t cum inside me,” you moan.

“Why, you don’t want my babies?” He teases. He rolls his hips into you deep, and you tighten around him in response.

“You c-can’t...” you moan. This was part of one of Namjoon’s latest fantasies that you liked to play along, you and him both knew all the female recruits were required to take birth control.

“But you would look so good pregnant,” he groans, gazing down at the curves of your body, “with my child.” He ends the sentence with a harsh thrust. You throw your head back, letting your moans escape you freely.

You liked the sound of that too, enjoying the fantasy maybe a little too much. You thought about what having a family with Namjoon would look like, a cozy home with him and someone to give your love to. Finally you could have a real family. Maybe...maybe if you weren’t soldiers, maybe if he had feelings for you, maybe...

Your fingers graze the back of his hand, clinging onto this touch, and he releases your wrists and moves to intertwine your fingers with his instead, your leg pressing firmly against his shoulder, the new angle making you dizzy with pleasure.

“N-not inside, you c-cant.” You’re a horrible actress, gripping his hands tighter as he pounds into you.

“You don’t want it?” All you can do is moan. “Hmm? You don’t want me, baby?”

He speeds up, and you wonder how many bruises you’ll end up with this time, how many marks Namjoon will leave on your body, reminding you of the briefest moments when he was all yours. “I want-” you bite your lip as the whisper leaves your mouth in a moan.

“What do you want?” Namjoon brings your intertwined hands to his lips, “Say it.” I want you, you big dumb idiot. You can barely concentrate on anything other than the feeling of his length buried deep inside you.

“I want your cum...” The way he pistons into you has you seeing stars in the bright blue sky. “...please.”

“Fuuck,” he groans, his deep voice sending you closer and closer to the edge again. You can feel he’s close, the way his length hardens inside you, so you give him exactly what he wants.

“P-please, Namjoon, please,” you chant into his chest, leaving opened mouth kisses over his defined chest, tongue rolling over his nipple. He loves it when you beg for him, and he loves it when you do that. His hips stutter against you.

“Then take it, baby,” he moans. He stills against you, filling you up so much it starts to hurt. He finally rolls off you, using his shirt as a blanket to cover you. You hear faint whistling in the distance. You turn your head, giggling at him as he catches his breath. He laughs back.

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Training today wouldn’t be so bad if you weren’t so sore from your secret rendezvous with your friend, but you guess it could be worse, you could be practicing running, but today your class was in the gymnasium pool.

You were running a series of drills in swimming, diving, and holding your breath underwater. You were grateful the swimming suit the academy provided you with was unisex, swimming trunks with an athletic shirt were given to both men and women, hiding the evidence Namjoon lefts all over your thighs. You catch his eyes above the heads of the other recruits, and his eyes crinkle in a smile. Your face burns remembering his body on top of yours and you quickly look away. You didn't see the way his eyes dimmed, hurt by your actions, but Namjoon was used to your aloofness.

Diving was your favorite, because you could hold your breath longer than almost all the other recruits. You never broke The Academy's record, held by a one Park Jimin, fourth in your class, but you came very close one time!

You’re currently staring at his delicate features under water, determined to beat his time. He sits cross legged at the bottom of the pool, eyes closed, paying you no attention. You have a tight hold on the clasp at the bottom of the pool that keeps you grounded, counting down the seconds you can swim for air. Every other cadet has already given up. But not you. You look up at the water’s surface. Usually you can see the outlines of your other classmates, but this time you don’t.

‘That’s odd...’ you think. You would signal for Jimin, but he looks intent on paying you no attention, so you swim over to him instead, using up precious energy. You lightly tap him on the shoulder and point up, he gives you a confused look.

Looks like you will just have to beat him next time, too bad it couldn’t have been today. You kick off the bottom of the pool. You break the surface of the water with Jimin right behind you. “What was that about?” He seems a little annoyed at you, but you’re paying him no attention. Your entire class is standing in a row at the windows, even your instructor. You hear the loud whining of a helicopter outside, it sounds close. You and Jimin exchange looks.

You and Jimin make your way out of the pool to join them. You cover yourself in a towel, shivering as you watch the strange sight.

Military aircraft after military aircraft land in the grassy plains surrounding your school. Large booming noises signal their approach as they land. Helicopters and their whirling turbines chop through the sky.

And then soldier after soldier descends out of the cabins, dressed from head to toe in black and carrying large weapons. The soldiers fill the compound, and then start advancing to your school.

What the hell? You look for Namjoon, but you don’t see him anywhere.

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I always have a writing plan, and then Mr. Kim Namjoon posts a selfie and always destroys that for me lol. This is all his fault! Don't blame me! Anyways, enjoy this opening to my newest story, how did you like it? <3

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