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writerslittlelibrary · 1 year

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Ok so blackhill x daughter reader

So Natasha and Maria have been stressed lately and on a mission we keep calling them lil mama and mom (I don’t know which nicknames you want) and some agents (avengers don’t because they are used to) snicker about that. (Don’t get me wrong they love when we call them that no matter the situation and will beat up anybody who laughs at that but now due to the stress they can’t) so they kind of snap at us telling us that we have to adress them with respect.

Now the angst 😈 then some days after that mission we get kidnapped and HYDRA got a device that made us see that our mothers were torturing us. So we got tortured irl but saw that Natasha and Maria did it.

Then when they finally get to where we are (some time has to pass) we start to back up frightened and start saying things like “please miss romanoff please don’t hurt me more miss romanoff” (yk like begging but calling them that) and Natasha is startled and says “what did you call me?” So we get even more frightened and kind of scream “I’m sorry black widow I’m sorry please no more please” also when we are in the compound every time we see them we get duper frightened. And they have to make a lot of effort and rehabilitation to get us back to our past shelf.

I don’t know if this makes sense at all. I’m sorry if it doesn’t

-🦈

We are your mothers

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part 2

pairing: Blackhill x daughter reader

warnings: yelling, Natasha and Maria being stupid for a second, torture

genre: angst

words: 1370

a/n: I finally finished a fic, yay😎 hope you like it :)

You do not have my permission to repost, copy or translate my work

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Going on a mission with your moms seemed exciting at first. You and Natasha had spoken about it a lot, and while she was unsure of you joining them, she was proud of you.

Two days in and excitement had died down, now walking on eggshells every time you talked with your moms. They were stressed. Very stressed. The past couple of days hadn’t been easy on them and they carried a lot of responsibility and had a lot on their plate. You tried to help them, but Maria had just ended up telling you to go somewhere else.

You knew it had nothing to do with you, but it still hurt.

To make the whole situation worse, people had been laughing behind your back, and sometimes right in your face due to the fact you called your moms by their names, mom and mama. The other agents made fun of it and you found it annoying but mainly ignored it. You knew they were just some stupid agents, you just wished they’d shut up.

Today wasn’t any different. All of you were working on finding information, hacking into computers and trying to find out where Hydra was going to hit next.

“Hey mama, I think I found something,” you said, typing something in the laptop while you tried to secure a location. You heard an agent snicker, and you knew Natasha had heard it too, but she seemed to ignore it. She walked over to you, leaning down to look at the laptop.

“This proves nothing, y/n. Please take this seriously,” she said, walking back to your mom. You sighed in annoyance, and leaned back into your chair.

“I am taking this seriously mama. Why wouldn’t I? I know it’s serious, but I really thought I had something-” “Well you didn’t, and you need to start being more respectful. We are not at home. Address us properly,” Natasha interrupted, typing something into her own computer.

You looked at your mom pleadingly, but Maria just shook her head and went on with her own work. “You could’ve just told me that. No need to yell!” you replied back to Natasha, who looked at you really pissed. “Go take yourself for a walk, and don’t even dare coming back until you’ve remembered your manners!” Natasha replied angrily, and you could hear some agents snickering.

You stood up aggressively, pushing your chair back and storming out of the room, ignoring your moms scolding you heard.

You walked outside for a while, the cool autumn air helping to calm your nerves. You felt odd, though, but you couldn’t really explain it. You kept looking behind you, feeling as though someone was following you. When the feeling got worse, you reached for your phone, dialing your mom who, stupidly, ignored your call. You cursed yourself quietly, calling your mama, who, surprisingly, picked up.

“What?” you heard your mama say, hearing the annoyance in her voice. “I think I’m being followed…” you replied softly, checking behind you again.

“Where are you?” you heard Natasha ask, her voice suddenly sounding concerned and panicked. “I’m at-” “Hello? y/n?! Answer me!” Natasha yelled through the phone, but you were knocked out cold.

Natasha immediately grabbed Maria’s attention, explaining what happened. The entire mission was thrown around, now solely focussed on finding you.

Meanwhile, you were being dragged into a van, which drove you to a Hydra base. You were still knocked out when they placed you into a dark room, strapping you down to a chair and quickly injecting you with a serum.

Once you woke up, the room was dark, and your mind felt foggy. You couldn’t remember what happened, but when you went to reach for your head you found out your arms and legs were tied. You panicked, frantically trying to get yourself loose but to no avail. Once you stopped struggling, the door opened, and two figures walked in.

You blinked a few times, not trusting your mind, before you realized it was your moms standing in front of you. “Mama! Mom! Please help me!” you pleaded with them, tugging on the restraints.

They didn’t move from their spot, instead who you thought was Maria lifted her arm, a strike hitting you in the face. “Address us properly,” she demanded, waiting for your answer. Your head swept to the side and tears stung in your eyes. “What?...” you questioned quietly, barely above a whisper. Another strike hit your cheek, this time Maria grabbed your hair, yanking your head back.

“Address us properly,” she demanded again, Natasha now stepping closer too.

You shook your head to the best of your abilities, tears running down your cheeks. “Mom please, don’t get it…” you cried, another slap landing on your cheek.

It had been days, and you were beaten and bruised and barely alive. Every few hours, a guy would come to inject you with a blue serum. It didn’t hurt, but it made your brain feel foggy and made you see things that weren’t really there.

Your moms had been coming into the room constantly, torturing you and laughing at you, making fun of you.

You were terrified, but completely obedient to whatever they told you. You had been moved into another room a few days ago, this one with a bed, or rather a mattress, a very thin mattress, on the floor. Your ankle was attached to a chain, which was attached to the wall.

You were shaking and starving, your wounds hurting more than anything you’d ever experienced.

Little did you know your real moms had been doing anything in their power to try and find you. They had gone over every possible Hydra base, skipping sleep and going through every possible file and document to try and locate you, and tonight, they did.

It was late when your cell door opened, and your moms once again walked in. “y/n,” you heard a relieved sigh, but you didn’t dare look at them.

You kept your eyes on the ground, sitting up straight and keeping quiet, just like you’d been taught. Natasha ran up to you, laying her hand on your shoulder to try and assess the damage, but you flinched away from her touch, trying to make yourself as small as possible.

“Please…” you cried out. “No more… please miss Romanoff no more…”

Natasha hesitated in her movement, making eye contact with Maria, who was slowly approaching. “What did you just call me?” Natasha asked surprised, and she, nor Maria didn’t miss the way that sentence made you flinch and made yourself even smaller.

“I’m sorry Black Widow. I’m sorry, please don’t hurt me. I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” you cried out, tears violently streaming down your face.

Maria tried to approach you as well, but you flinched away from her as well.

Natasha had tears running down her cheeks, seeing you so afraid of her, too terrified to even look at her. Meanwhile, Maria called for back-up. Soon after, Yelena entered the room, followed by Clint. Natasha was sitting against a wall, her head leaning on it as she cried soundlessly, Maria sitting next to her, tears in her eyes as well.

You were sitting across for them, still covering your face with your arms and you tried to shield yourself.

Yelena slowly approached you, her hands raised as she crouched down next to you. “Baby spider…?” she asked carefully, taking note of your form relaxing slightly as you heard her voice. “Baby spider it’s me. It’s auntie Yelena. Can I help you with your wounds please?”

Seeing as though you made no move to get away from her, she came closer, hugging you tight as she checked your wounds. You finally broke down, feeling safe in the familiar arms of the russian.

Clint helped Natasha and Maria, getting them up and then breaking the chain you were attached to. Yelena lifted you up, taking you to the Quinjet, while your moms were left in that room. They saw your terrible state as Yelena carried you away, and silently cried, knowing this happened only because they got mad over you calling them mom, knowing you’d probably ever call them that again.

a/n: I might rewrite this ending or make a part two cause, yikes.

part 2

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k9emote · 4 months

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Hello everyone , this is Jake/Caede ! You know me as K9emotes :)

I need to address something that has been detrimental to my mental health as of these past few months; the rumors surrounding my community and me.

I often hear from outside sources that people are telling other creators or members that I am a bad, toxic, or a drama causing person. I genuinely do not understand where this came from.

I started posting my art online and making a community to recover from a recent abusive relationship that crushed my state of self. I needed a healthy distraction and socialization so that I wouldn’t recluse and bedrot, as that was my usual response to things going wrong. I posted my art for others to cope and gently recover my mind, and it has been so wonderful meeting people and getting to show others my adoration for art.

but as my community has grown, I have made mistakes. With how unstable I have been lately, I have hurt people. I have assumed things and acted out because of it. I have done things I shouldn’t have, and I take responsibility for that.

The only issues in my community from the top of my mind, I will explain in full for all to see.

1. There was an issue where a user in my server was trying to claim that the term “FP” was BPD exclusive. I do not believe in this for lots of reasons I won’t go too far into, but to make it short; excluding other clusterB disorders from incredibly few medically and socially recognized symptoms hurts the entirety of clusterB and isn’t right. It’s internally ableist and I don’t stand for that. If you disagree, cool!!!! but leave my blog alone please

I grew frustrated as I felt ignored and demonized by this person, and spoke passive aggressively. I was triggered heavily and made bad choices with how I spoke. I was passive aggressive. That is it. I did not threaten, curse, wish harm on, or purposefully upset this person.

I struggled with tone through the conversation, and then banned the member and tried to move on. That is all that happened. I apologized to said person publicly about my behavior, and they were unbanned once educated on the subject. However, a person that this user knew acted out and said extremely hateful things about me and my staff team even after the situation had calmed down and was made up. They commented on me sexually, saying my ADULT STAFF MEMBER was “Jacking me off” by being my friend. I am sixteen years old. I am a child. The person who made that comment is 19, and never apologized. They then went to a friends server and tried to defend themselves and further attack me and my staff. They have done nothing but harass and throw fits, even after the entire situation was resolved and agreed upon.

2. There was a huge outburst of people using number names in my server without being RAMCOA survivors. Number names are closed for people who have gone through number programming. I explain it like a closed culture because for my own safety I’d rather not go into the torture aspects of it !!!! I sent out lots of educational announcements for my server, posted resources, helped correct people politely ect. I tried my very best to remain calm and helpful even while being triggered on the daily around my past childhood torture for almost a week straight. Some members were banned from my community for refusing to be educated or making up excuses on why they should be allowed to use number names while not being a RAMCOA survivor. I am not sorry for banning those people. I am not sorry for being passionate about the voices of survivors. I will not entertain people who refuse to change, and I have left this discussion behind with the strict rule that I will warn and then ban anyone who refuses to be educated.

3. At one point, I posted publicly claiming that the creator @lemondrops-emotes as heavily referencing my art. I fully believed that they were copying me on purpose, as the emojis looked extremely similar in my eyes. I have had my art stolen and posted in horrible corners of the internet. I was terrified and I acted out and accused them of copying me. This was wrong, I apologized, Lemon explained to me that it wasn’t intentional and me and Lemon are now on good terms. That entire situation has been dropped and I know not to call out things publicly when I’m scared now. I have grown in that area and promise to be better.

An entire hate blog was created about me and posted on that incident AFTER Lemon specifically stated that we had made up and it wasn’t anything to throw a fuss over.

I have received threats in my inbox.

I have had random members on discord dm me fake IP addresses to scare me. I have paranoid personality disorder and I am schizo. Both these incidents have made me spiral in terror. My mental health has been torn down from the amount of hate, threats, and rumors I have received for the crime of making mistakes as a teenager.

I am by no means excusing my actions, but my actions have been forgiven by the people I hurt. I owe no apology to anyone else.

Harassing me for mistakes that have been resolved does nothing but harm me. It does not help me grow. It does not help the emoji art community. Please, for the love of god, leave me alone. Stop attacking my close ones. Stop throwing dirt on my name. I am trying my best, and I will continue to grow and become a better person as much as I fucking can.

I want to keep making art, I wanna be a part of this community.

For those of you who have supported me from the beginning and actually taken the time to educate yourself on who I really am instead of taking a random person's word for it; thank you. I love you. I love my community, I love my supporters, and you have no idea how much you have all helped me out of the hell I was in. Thank you so so so so much. I create for you, and you help me get up in the morning. Please spread positivity through the art community and be nice to each other !!!!!! hate doesn’t get anyone anywhere and I do not and never have condoned drama spreading or harassment. I love you all, be safe <3

#emoji blog #k9emotes #k9emote #k9rambles #k9server #i am a kid #please stop harrassing me

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ornii · 2 months

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Could you please tag me in all the parts of my kind of crazy? Cuz i found part 1 and 2 but cant find the rest. And if there is no more could you please continue it?

Yeah I still need to learn how Tagging works, so if anyone can, let me know. But to answer your question no I haven’t made a part three

Until now!

My Kind of Crazy, Part 3

Inside the run down office building, Red Hood motions for Deadshot to follow him. Katana watches them closely as Red Hood opens the door and they both step in, the room was a large office space with multiple computers running programs and systems. And FBI workers tearing and wiping the files. And the one ordering them around was Amanda Waller arguing with Flag.

“You wouldn't have made it without them.” She spoke, packing.

“We got lucky. I don't do luck. I do planning and precision.” Rick replies, and Waller shrugs it off.

“Admit it, Rick. I was right.” She spoke, and Flag wasn’t buying it. “Yeah, I told you to get on the damn truck. Why'd you stay?” He eyed Waller, who stopped packing and gave flag a harsh reality check.

“I was studying your girlfriend. She takes an average person, a yoga mom, an elderly retiree, and she turns them into a soldier who can take a headshot and still fight. It's an instant army. How'd she do it, Flag? How'd she game the system with you watching her every move?” Waller asked, it it was obvious she knew the answer already. Flag buried his pain and ignored the question.

“I'll accept the consequences.” He said

“I am your consequence.” Waller replied with stern emphasis. Just as he prepares to weasel out again, Deadshot and Red Hood approached.”You might need to be careful. They think we're rescuing Nelson Mandela.” Deadshot eyes Waller, who walks past him

“I can take care of myself. Shut it down, wipe the drives.” She gives the order to the Agents who continue to wipe their digital prints from this Operation. Deadshot leans into flags ear as he watches Waller.

“Uh, hey, man, I know you can't hear me 'cause you're trapped in your temple of soldierly self-righteousness, but a two-faced dude like you wouldn't survive a second on the street.” Deadshot points out the obvious Hypocrisy, Flag being called out for lying about this High Value Target.

“Oh, says the guy who shoots people for money.” Flag retorts, Red turns quickly to Waller at the sound of gunfire. Waller has systematically executed the workers. Red could only watch, knowing Waller or Flag could turn his brain into mush. Waller leaves, and Red Hood eyes flag, who doesn’t look very happy about what he’s just witnessed.

“That is just a mean lady.” Deadshot follows.

“Yeah. You get used to it.” Flag grumbled, Red walks past him, “I don’t think a good soldier would let innocent people die, but what do I know right?” Red and Deadshot exit the room, and the Squad see who they’ve been made to protect. Waller and Flag step out into the frying pan of sorts.

“Let's go home.” Flag ordered, it it wasn’t on a natural bass, more of a coercive tone, but it obviously wasn’t working.

“Yeah, let's go home. That sounds good. You guys wanna go home? Or you wanna go back to prison?” Boomerang said, obviously sarcastic, they all had their reasons for not going back home.

“What I'm saying is we kill the pair of 'em now before they kill us.” Boomerang said, which many of agree with, slowly surrounding them, “I got this.” Waller took this one herself, letting Katana and Flag watch, she stepped before the squad, “You all made it this far. Don't get high-spirited on me and ruin a good thing.” Waller shows the explosive device in her hand, much like the one Flag has, all set to explode just like Red Hood predicted. The Squad all share a glance, and they reluctantly escort Waller to the roof. The dark sky has hints of neon lights and flames dance in the sky. Regrouping with Flags men they watch a Helicopter fly towards the Building.

“Savior One-Zero, this is Ground Element. Savior One-Zero, how copy? Savior One-Zero, the LZ's clear.” One of Flags men tries to hail down the Chopper, but no response.

“Boss, they're not talking to me.” He spoke, and Flag quickly assessed the situation, “Our bird's been jacked. Light it up!” Flag and his men open fire on the Helicopter, its panel opens up to Joker, dressed in a suit and with an AK opening fire with manic laughter, a minigun mounted on the heli also opens fire on them, ducking behind AC generators to keep from getting torn to shreds. Red Peers over the unit and his eyes catch a glimpse of that face, the manic laughter, the pale skin. A flood of rage built into Red and he leaped over the Unit, firing his dual pistols at the helicopter. Titanium composite hollow tipped bullets, with a C4 Kicker, explosive ammunition he made himself, the shots land hard on the wall that actually begin to make a dent. They turn the Minigun to him and looks to shred him, before Red can get turned into mince meat, Diablo comes in and tackles him before another AC Unit. He saved Red, who looked at the man, he shrugged it off and kept down to avoid bullet fire, but this wasn’t a random attack it was coordinated, Harley begins to walk to the Helicopter, and Waller orders Flag to execute her, but every tap of the device leads to an error. Harley leaps to the rope and escapes, leaving Waller one less of a member, and Red, a missed opportunity. Dead soldiers litter the roof and everyone steps out of cover, Waller making a B line for Deadshot.

“Deadshot, shoot that woman right now!” She yells, and Deadshot shrugs

“She ain’t do shit to me.” He said lazily

“You're a hitman, right? I got a contract. Kill Harley Quinn. Do it for your freedom and your kid.” Waller said, which was more than enough for him.

“Now she dead.” He walked to a Unit and mounted to fire, heat her Harley dance and swing around, and takes the shot, Harley’s body goes limp, but she suddenly laughs and swings more around, Deadshot missing on purpose, he walked back to the ground.

“I missed.” He said, and Red wasn’t listening, all he felt was red, his chance to kill the Joker, gone. He walked over to the corpse of one of the soldiers, snatching a rifle from its cold dead hands and he mounts up as well, everyone watches as the helicopter takes a slight left. He took everything into consideration and fired, the bullet flew and it hit the cockpit and straight through the pilots skull. They watched the helicopter spiral and go down. Red turned to the group and dropped his gun.

“Got what I wanted… We done here?” He said, everyone was silent, showing the ruthless cold side of the Red Hood. No one knew how to take it, but it’s safe to say for the Red Hood, that felt good. Another Heli picked up Waller and they left. Flag waits as the chopper soars off into the night deploying Flares. Minutes pass and Flag calls in, and listens.

“Ops just confirmed. She's down. 1k west. Let's go get her. The mission's not over.” Flag and his men turned to the exit with the “Heroes”

“Nah. It is for me. We had a deal.” Deadshot spoke up for most of them, everyone.

“Without Waller, you got nothing.” Flag walked off, and the group reluctantly follows. Making ground back on the floor they run into a less than happy Harley Quinn, who survived somehow. She spots them and attempts to put on a happy face.

“So.. shot any good birds lately?” she asked, mixed with sarcasm and scorn.

“One… if it means anything I wasn’t aiming for you.” Red Replies.

“I could kill you..” Harley grumbled

“You’d die trying..” Red replies as they approached Wallers downed chopper. Tears the door open croc side stepped to let them see. But no Waller. Dead corpses but none hers. Red Activated his detective mode in his visor. He scans around and they’re dead.

“I don’t see any of Wallers blood, gun residue everywhere though.. she tried to fight off whoever came for her.. rains going to be a pain in the pass to pick up any blood or sweat to track.”

“What’s your point?” Deadshot asked, Red turned to him. “My Point.. is that they captured her, they didn’t want her dead.. that have some use for her. But for what, I don’t know.” He said, and spots Wallers bag and began to ruffle though it. And sees a black binder and begins to sift though it and red was silent, he turned to Deadshot and handed him the binder. “The Hell’s this?” He asked.

“Why we’re here..” he responds, Deadshot reads it and looked back up to Red, he angrily takes the binder and storms off to Flag, he hurls the binder at the wall and everyone turns to flag. Deadshot and Flag are eye to eye.

“You tell everybody everything. Or me and you gonna go right now.” He said, and flag’s face told a story, and he reluctantly explained. “Three days ago, a non-human entity appeared in the subway station, So Waller sent me and a woman with incredible abilities. Enchantress. A witch. See, nobody could get near this thing, but the witch could. Needless to say, the whole thing was a bad idea, the woman was… possessed by the Enchantress, she’s held captive by her. We were going to blast a hole in the subway under the entity and.. she tricked us with the bomb, And that's how she escaped from Waller. So now you know.” Flag explained his turmoil, to everyone who listened and everyone respectfully was sick of it. Red scoffed, “we’re sent on this death mission to fix your fuck up..” he folds his arms, and Deadshot shook his head and looked around, and saw a Bar.

“You can just kill me right now, but I'm going to have a drink.” Deadshot walked off and Harley follows.

“Hey, Deadshot, I need your help.” Flag pleads, but flint shook his head

“No, sir. You need a miracle.” Deadshot and the others head in, Red Hood was the last to leave and looks Flag up and down. “Might as well call the big man in the sky for that.” He gave one last stinger and walked into the bar, he saw the others enjoying their drinks and slumped in a seat next to Deadshot. Harley was tending and eyed the man.

“Oh, Dead Hood.” Harley still has a pretty sharp bone to pick with him.

“Not my name…” he responded and Deadshot looks around.

“Well, we almost pulled it off despite what everybody thought.”

“We weren’t picked to succeed..” Diablo chimes in, and Deadshot agrees, “Worst part of it is, they're going to blame us for the whole thing. And they can't have people knowing the truth. We're the patsies. The cover-up. Don't forget, we're the bad guys. And, uh, for about two sweet seconds, I had hope.” Deadshot flushed down his drink.

“You had hope, huh? Hope don't stop the wheel from turning, my brother.” Diablo looks at the empty shot glass before him

“You preaching?”

“It's coming back around for you. How many people you killed, man?” Diablo asks Deadshot, who admittedly probably doesn’t even know, the bodies left in his wake. “It’s Karma for us, especially for me..” he continued

“See, I was born with the Devil's gift. I kept it hidden for most of my life, but... The older I got, the stronger it got. So I started using it. For business, you know. The more power on the street I got, the more fire power I got. Like, that shit went hand in hand. You know? One was feeding the other. Ain't nobody tell me no. Except my old lady. You know, she used to pray for me. Even when I didn't want it. God didn't give me this. Why should he take it away? See, when I get mad, I lose control. You know, I just... I don't know what I do..till it's done.” Diablo made a woman of fire in his hand.. and snuffed out her flame, Red listened, memories of his own father flooding on.

“And the kids?” Boomerang asked, fearful himself.

“He killed them.” Red spoke up, and he took off his helmet to reveal his face and sighed. “I remember…” Red stopped talking and shut up, almost revealing his other identity, but Harley wasn’t up for silence.

“Own that shit. Own it! What'd you think was gonna happen? Huh?” She said to Diablo.

“Hey, Harley. Come on.”

“What, you were just... Thinking you can have a happy family and coach little leagues, and make car payments? Normal's a setting on the dryer. People like us, we don't get normal!” She yelled, and Boomerang sharply put his glass down.

“Why is it always a knife fight every single time you open your mouth? You know, outside you're amazing. But inside, you're ugly. We all are.” He said, and Red piped up. “.. So, you just.. willow in that hole?” He started and stood up, he walked over to Diablo as everyone watched. “You kill your wife and kids and you think you deserve a cell for the rest of your life? Feeling sorry for yourself? I got a temper too so I understand, but you’re still in control of your actions.” Red turned to Harley.

“You know why I shot your chopper down?” He asked, everyone really leans in now. Red shows the J scar on his cheek, “see who I got this from?” He said, and Harley began to remember. “You’re—“

“I was.. Robin. I probably helped put a few of you in prison. I went after Joker by myself one time. Didn’t think Batman understood.. and my temper got me. He.. beat me, for days, starved, tortured me, and once in a while, I saw you in the corner, laughing. And when he finished, he blew me to pieces.. I was fourteen. Lazus pit.. Now look at me. This, was my choice... Now I gotta live with it. Same way you gotta live with it.” (Y/n) walked back to his seat, and slumped down.

Everyone was silent, he felt a glass tap his finger and he looked up to Harley give what he can only assume is an apology whiskey. “Mista J is.. not the best when it comes to dealing with kids. I guess I’m not either, maybe you were right when you said that.. maybe I’m just another victim, I mean what lady watches a man beat a.. teenager.” She said to herself, Red took it and downed it effortlessly. “I’m twenty two now, not a teenager anymore.”

For a moment it seemed the two can actually form a decent but obviously volatile relationship, but then, Flag enters the Bar and slumps down next to Red.

“We don't want you here.” Harley frowns, and Flag looks at Red, “You get to the part in that binder saying I was sleeping with her?” He said, Red raises an eyebrow. “Nope, I never been with a witch before. What's it like? I mean I’ve flirted with death before but I don’t go that far.” Red shrugged and Deadshot leaned to see Flag.

“Apparently, that's why the creatures chase him all the time. 'Cause the witch is scared of him.” He chuckled, but Flag shook his head, pain in his voice.

“The only woman I ever cared about is trapped inside that monster. If I don't stop the witch, it's over. Everything is over. Everything. You're free to go.” Flag smashes the device and breaks it, and Boomerage makes a break for it. Red sighs and turns to Flag. “Your girlfriend is going to destroy the world, isn’t she?” He asked, Flag was silent and Red put the mask Back on and gripped his pistols. “Well.. fuck it.” Red stood up. “Let’s go Flag.. least you can say you died tying.” Red walked away, and everyone watched him, and Deadshot sighed and stood up and followed out, Red peeked back in.

“Yo Harley, you coming?” He asked, she shrugged and grabbed her baseball bat. “Don’t have anything else better to do.” She said and followed, everyone now filled with a bit of nepotistic energy follow, if they head into the abyss, at least they go in screaming. flag has the back of the squad, even if they’re “Criminals.” And Captian Boomerang comes back, like a, Boomerang.

Outside the large square, the squad now prep for the final assault, Red tossing a camera to a wall and using his visor to look around, “looks like there’s a woman.. and a massive guy next to her, that’s our targets?”

“Yeah. It isn’t going to be easy getting to her, I did leave a big demo charge down there in that subway. There's a flooded tunnel, leads right underneath that building. SEALs, they can recover the charge, swim in underneath that thing's feet. We get in its face and distract the hell out of that son of a bitch so the swimmers can blow the bomb. That's how we take it out.” Flag gives a solid plan. Croc pipes up

“I'm going with ya.” He spoke to the SEALS, as if they had some choice.

“We got this.” One said, and croc tore off his upper shirt and jacket. “I'm not asking, bro. I live underground. Y'all are just tourists.” Croc and the seals swim in the flooded subway and the main squad prepare for a literal suicide mission. They walked along the subway and corpses strung the pillars. Blood and black ooze follow. They reach the central station platform. Inside felt like a theatre of darkness, whatever dark magic she was conjuring.

“Hey, everyone can see all this trippy magic stuff, right?” Harley asks

“Yeah. Why?” Red replies.

“I'm off my meds.” She weakly smiled. Deadshot and Flag look to the center, of Enchantress continuing to open the

“So that's your old lady?” Deadshot nods in approval.

“Yeah.”

“Well, you need to handle this shit, all right? Get up there, smack on her ass, tell her, "Knock this shit off." Deadshot said, which flag couldn’t tell if he was being serious it not.

“I do not think that'd be wise. I'm gonna draw out the big one. My boys will detonate the bomb underneath him.” Flag gives the order but before they step out, Enchantress calls out to them.

“I've been waiting for you all night. Step out of the shadows. I won't bite. Why are you here? Because the soldier led you? And all for Waller. Why do you serve those who cage you? I am your ally. And I know what you want.” The woman calls out, and begins to show the squad their true dreams, what they truly wish for, Deadshot to rewrite that day, Harley., a family. And (Y/n), who stood across Bruce with a smile, as he’s still Robin.

“Alright Bruce.. what’s on tonight?”

“Patrol, Arkham’s never safe.” He said sternly, (Y/n) gave a smirk and nodded. He felt the suddenly jank of reality, Red saw Diablo in his face.

“It's not real. She trying to play games with you, man. - It's not real!” He yells to all of them, who slowly come down from their dream, and step out to face enchantress. She sees her tricks didn’t work, and frowns.

“The sun is setting, and the magic rises. The metahumans are a sign of change.” Enchantress saw their minds aren’t changing now, and casted a spell, stomping from the back the larger monster approached.

“Who's this?”

“It's gonna be bad!”

“We should run.”

Red Didn’t take advice well and charges in, leaping past its tendrils and firing off his rounds, it began to bend the mental skin and make the monster cry out. He leaped onto its back and slammed an explosive charge on it, he hurls red hood off of him. Deadshot takes aim and hits the explosive dead on, but no effect! Boomerang hurls his boomerangs that do not to stop it, the monster grabs the Australian by the neck and prepares to turn him as well. Kitana leaps off a counter and slices the hand off with a clean cut, only for the Mayan grow it back, bullets and explosives only infuriate it. Before Harley can get crushed by the Mayan for a bat swing, Red fires his grappling hook to her shirt and reels her to safety.

“We can get him in the corner.” Red pops off more shots, and Diablo steps up!

“I lost one family. I ain't gonna lose another one. I got this. Let me show you what I really am.” Diablo rushed forward and blast a bellow of flames at it, only to infuriate the monster who kicks him away. It awaken the true El Diablo! His body underwent a harrowing transformation into El Diablo! The meta human battles with the Mayan. Pushing him to the edge he and the Mayan are right at the corner

“Diablo, get clear! Get outta there!” Flag yells, the Meta turns to them, “Blow it!” He orders, and Red watched The Mayan and Diablo go up in smoke and rubble in the explosion. He laid for it.. he lived. And died with his choice. Red stood up and walked to the hole, but he forgot that this battle was far from over, Enchantress still had her power.

“My spell is complete. Once you and your armies are gone, my darkness will spread across this world. And it will be mine to rule.” Enchantress activated her portal, which begins to tear the world apart. And the true enchantress escapes, her body devoid of color, black, like the ooze leaking from all she touches, and she attacks them, their bullets, blades, nothing can harm her!

“You got a move here, Flag?” Red tackled flag out of the way from getting his head taken off.

“We gotta cut her heart out. While we're fighting, that thing's laying waste to the whole damn world.” Flag said, “You guys have any plans on cutting her heart out?”

“I got one..” Red said. “How long have you been thinking about it?” Harley adds in.

“Maybe five minutes..” Red begins to try something, anything, tapping into the power of the Lazuris pit and felt a heartbeat within it all. A hilt of pure red energy began to emit from his heart. He gripped the handle with both palms and pulled it from him, a red blade of energy was now his. “Huh, this might work.. I cut her chest open and you guys tear the heart!” Red gives the order and charges in, Enchantress swings and fires magic, Red put the blade up and it began to deflect the magic, he leapt forward with a slash and fought Enchantress in the arm. It cut her body made of magic. Her body couldn’t heal from it, the scar emitting a red haze. She looked up worried and Red begins to put more pressure on her, and catches her right on the chest with an upward slash, Enchantress screams in pain, and the squad see the chance, Harley, Deadshot, Kitana and Boomerag grab her arms and legs and flag comes from behind. Just for the moment Enchantress was taken aback, and Red goes in with a blade straight though her heart. Time slows down as the enchantress blinked. The light leaving her eyes in a flash the eruption of light left the station and the bleak sun shined though, and June was right before Red. Confused and why a sword was though her body Which disappeared. Flag realized that his June was back, and hugged her. I suppose it was a happy ending

“Y'all don't mind, I got me a sewer to crawl back into.” Croc turns to leave and Red sighed and turned to the front, “Yeah, and I got some business to handle back in Gotham.” Red dusts himself off

“I'm going to hotwire a car. Need a ride?” Harley offered, but before he can reply, Waller, who’s somehow still alive steps out with her explosive device.

“How are you not dead?” Deadshot said in disbelief. “We just saved the world. A "thank you" would be nice.” Harley spoke, and Waller tilts her head “Thank you.” She said sarcastically, “You're welcome.” Harley replies with a smile.

“So, we did all of this and we don't get shit?”

“Ten years off your prison sentences.”

“Nah, that's not enough. I'm seeing my daughter.” Deadshot kept his eyes locked on Waller who reluctantly agreed.

“That can be arranged. Any other requests?” “An espresso machine.” Harley said

“…BET.” croc nods, and Boomerang scoffs.

“Ten years off a triple life sentence? Darling, I'm walking out of here a free man or we're going to start having some real fun.” He approaches Waller, who coldly stepped up to Boomerang. “Why don't we have some fun?” She replies scaring the piss out of the Captian. Red shrugged, he got his revenge after all.

Back at Belle Reeve, (Y/n) sits in his cell, footsteps echo from the Door and he cracks his knuckles, ready to fight.

“Whoever it is… gonna put.. 14 in the ICU.” He said, and the voice of God, Waller spoke to him. “That won’t be needed, you’re getting released.”

“…What?” He stood up from his bed, staring at the Door expecting death, what opened was something much more than that, he could only muster one word

“…Bruce?”

@henkermen

#male reader #suicide squad #harley quinn x male reader #harley x reader #harley quinn x reader #harley quinn #suicide squad X male reader #ornii

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rosso corsa v. papaya

A few developments have made it out of the Monza weekend.

One: Leclerc proved that he does not need to start on pole, have the ideal strategy, or the clear fastest car in order to win a race. I don't think there were many people who genuinely believed he had a clear shot, and he drove a very, very good race to come home in tact.

Two: If the upgrades stick going into Baku and Singapore, the McLaren and the Ferrari are near enough even on pace, with the Ferrari potentially being slightly kinder to its tyres. It's hard to tell because of the driver factor (Sainz dropped off in pace with five lap newer rubber, compared to Leclerc) and the main issue not necessarily being the deg itself, but the graining, which in Piastri's words, seemed to "clear".

Three: Whilst Red Bull and Verstappen have reportedly identified the issue, and are working to correct it, Marko has said that the team shouldn't expect to be back to full competitiveness until Austin. That leaves two races for gaps to be closed: Baku and Singapore.

Four: Flexi wings are allowed. The FIA has explicitly said that the front wings used by McL and Merc are permissible, which means that Ferrari and RBR are going to copy them. Marko's words: "if it is not illegal, you have to participate".

Everything past this point is speculative. Please take with a pinch of salt, since most of this opinion relies on 1) the Ferrari's performance continuing to be good in Baku and Singapore, two very different tracks to Monza and 2) the Red Bull continuing to struggle at these tracks. It also ignores Mercedes, because bringing them into it makes this analysis more complicated. Please bare in mind that I am not discounting them as having a role to play, particularly Lewis Hamilton, but for the sake of simplicity I am focussing on Leclerc / Ferrari.

Anyway.

With these being the key takeaways from Monza, it's fair to say the fight for the championship is much more open than anyone thought. The gap between RBR and McLaren is just eight points, and Ferrari, behind them, are 39 points shy of first place. After 2023, these points totals are a dream for any fan: anything could happen. A DNF or a non-points finish could swing the tables massively, in just one race.

What likely will happen: RBR continue to struggle until Austin. They're likely to be back in the fight at this point, if the issue has truly been identified, along with the fact that RBR will likely copy the flexi wing on the McL. This means, that for all three teams at the top of the pack, that the next two races are absolutely critical: Ferrari and McL need to be perfect to close the gap as much as possible whilst RBR need to switch to damage control and minimise their losses. Ferrari and McL will want to be as even as possible with RBR and Verstappen in order to maximise their chances in what will be a straight fight to Abu Dhabi.

What could happen, and what excites me most: if RBR fail to get the car back to where they need it to be for the rest of the season, the title fight could swing to excluding them entirely, leaving us with a race between McL and Ferrari for the title, particularly in the Constructors, where the points totals are close.

I made a post in between Monza qualifying and the race that said that Leclerc, not Verstappen, was now Norris' biggest contender in the context of a title fight. I didn't expect Monza to prove me right so quickly, and I still don't think it has, quite, given that the Ferrari was marginally kinder to its tyres than the McL come Sunday. But tyre management is a driver-heavy skill and Leclerc finally has a car to show his prowess in that department: he's been very, very good for a while. Whilst the one-stop was performed by Sainz, also, Leclerc's laptimes were scarily consistent. Neither Norris nor Piastri could make this strategy work, and they weren't lighting up the timing boards to catch him, either, even with a massive tyre offset.

So, at Monza, Leclerc proved that he didn't need the clear fastest car to eke out a win, and that he can make an arguably unfavourable strategy work where others can't. He make a subpar qualifying result work. His start, even before Piastri and Norris' squabble gave him a clear shot at P2, had gained him a place, tucking in behind the McLarens. It's a clear indicator that Leclerc, if Verstappen is unable to fight in this championship, is becoming just as much of a contender (or more likely, disruptor) to the World Championship as Norris himself is. He's only 24 points behind Norris.

So moving forward, especially if the RBR takes a little too long to come back into the fight meaningfully, Norris' main competition has to be Leclerc. He has to continue to outscore him. Leclerc gained ten points on him this weekend alone, and he only has to outscore him by an average of four points every race until the end of the season to beat him in the standings.

Despite my optimism, I don't consider Leclerc a title contender (yet). He's too far off Verstappen, who needs to have a non-points finish (or two) to open up the fight for the title that much. Norris, meanwhile, with sixty-ish points between him and Verstappen, arguably does not need that DNF to be a contender in the final races of the season. But only one of these two drivers has shown their ability to match up to Verstappen w2w, and its not Norris.

But all this leaves out Piastri. So what's his role, here?

He can either be Norris' greatest help, or his greatest hinderance. I'm not the biggest fan of team orders, but I do think that this is a situation where they're more than necessary, not just to protect the team's standing against Ferrari, but to seal Norris' championship. Piastri's move at Monza arguably cost them the win, and definitely cost Norris the benefit of clean air. That being said the overtake was incredible, and real hard racing. If Norris is unable to close the door, or seperate himself from Piastri in qualifying, should he get that help? There is no no1/no2 setup at McLaren, and bringing one in is likely to create tension. There is no clause in McL's contracts about it, probably, since Lando got upgrades before Oscar, and some teams NEVER prioritise upgrades for a driver (Ferrari, where there likely IS some contract shenanigans going on), but that's not to say that they want to make a clear 1/2 decision publically. Piastri is an asset. Red Bull want him. If Bearman underdelivers at Haas in the next two years, Ferrari are going to be in the market for a second driver again. McLaren has a very even and strong pairing right now - every team's dream - and they do not want to lose a future WDC to this. They've got to think long term. But if they lose this WDC, they run the risk of pushing Lando out, who also is sought after in the paddock by RBR, and reportedly Ferrari prior to Lewis signing (although I don't think he'd want to go to either team, considering Verstappen and Leclerc well and truly run those shows).

So, what's my point?

Leclerc and Norris are now the main opponents heading into the next two races, and Leclerc has shown that he can beat Norris on strategy even when they're even on pace. Piastri needs to step in and help out, fighting with him to cover off the threat.

The problem is does he want to?

(I'm so excited for these next few races)

#bunny talks f1 #f1 #mclaren #ferrari

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"Crazy for this girl " (Chapter 1)

Introduction

September 2001.

“Wouldn't you sign this picture for me? Please, I will keep it with myself forever! It will be my favourite item in the room! Yes, I know you are not signing autographs, but you can make an exception for me, right?”

“Look here! It’s my new camera, and I want yours to be the first picture there!”

All these voices full of excitement were ringing in his head yet long after he went to his room. Prince William tried to attend as many seminars and lectures as he could, especially that it was the very beginning of his studies, but the unhealthy interest he had been getting from the young women in the corridor every day was scaring him. He thought that the University of St Andrews in Scotland would be the best possible choice even with the assumption that lots of people would want to talk with him or take a picture, so he tried to get used to it. However, what he'd been experiencing for the past few days made him feel unsettled and exceeded his worst expectations.

He finally sat down on the bed and tried to rest after a day with two lectures and that recent stressful situation. After a while, he decided to take a look through notes he made throughout the day, on one of the pages was written “Bring to the classes in two days”, followed by a title of the book all the students were supposed to have. The prince cursed at the thought of going out of his room and meeting a group of excited or rather overly-excited and hysterical girls once more that day. However, he knew that many other students always borrowed books as soon as possible. Due to that unspoken rule, he had already lost a chance to get one of the important papers before class in the previous week. As a consequence, at that moment, he was determined to completely ignore all the people waiting and get through to the library.

“I do not understand all that fuss you are creating here for days” a brunette thought as she passed by some of her female friends who were still enthusiastically talking about the Prince of Wales’ son. She did not express her thoughts out loud, though, as she was in the minority of people thinking that William's arrival at the university was a ‘normal’ thing and not something to gush about constantly.

After asking about the book, William was left in disappointment again. The last copy was taken away by someone else just fifteen minutes earlier. After hearing the words “You can ask her”, William assumed that yet another forced and weird conversation was awaiting him.

“Miss Middleton. Her name is on that list given out to all the students on the first day, am I right?” A person working in the library said and rolled his eyes a little. Although he knew that a prince stood in front of him, he still felt an annoyance over first-year students' awkwardness and confusion about every simple rule.

“Yes, of course” William cleared throat moments later “We've simply had no chance to talk yet”. This time, he was the one to not receive a reply and left the library in the following seconds.

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Chapter 2

#royal fanfiction #crazy for this girl #chapter 1 #st andrews university themed stories #prince william #catherine middleton #2000s #st andrews university #fife #st salvator's hall #st andrews #scotland #kate x william #stories #text post #tags

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Hello there!

I just wanted to write in to express my gratitude and ask a couple questions.

Long story short, I gave up on both the EU and Disney Star Wars canons some time ago, instead choosing to vet the works myself and add them to my own list. This has brought me much joy and breathed new life into this franchise for me, because now, anything I don't like, I can just ignore.

My focal point for vetting is involvement from George Lucas, and so naturally The Clone Wars (Seasons 1-6, anyways) got accepted, and is a huge part of my own canon.

But in doing the research for this project, I have discovered so much more Star Wars to take in than I ever had before. Case in point is the webcomics for The Clone Wars, which I had no idea existed before doing the research for all this in the past year or so.

I was looking for these webcomics in an idle way for a little bit, and finally sat down with Google, and what should I find but your blog?

It's a treasure trove of all materials related to The Clone Wars, so I wanted to say thank you! I am especially grateful to get to read these webcomics, since they were tied to Adobe Flash in some way on the official website, and cannot be viewed there any more within the limits of what I'm willing to do, and so I had accepted that that was lost for me. But your blog has made it not so! So thank you very much! And now, my questions:

Do you mind if I save the webcomics from your blog onto my computer?

Do you happen to have, or know where I could read, copies of Bait, Act on Instinct, or The Valsedian Operation? These were the only complete comics that I could not find on your blog.

Could you tell me more about the UK Magazine? This is another thing about which I know nothing and would love to learn.

Are you aware that the last two pages of webcomic #6, The Fall of Falleen, seems to have the last two pages swapped?

Is there a page missing from your post of Hunting the Hunters, Part 1? Parts 2 and 3 have the pages with the game tease lines at the bottom, but then have another page afterwards, whereas Part 1 does not.

Regarding both the Dark Horse monthly series and the graphic novellas, do you know if these have been collected anywhere, if they remain in print, and where I could buy them online that isn't Amazon?

Thank you very much, and clear skies!

Thank you for the message! Glad to be of help. To answer:

Is it okay to save posts from this blog on my computer?

Yes! Please save anything you like on this blog rather. I started this to offload my hard drive and prevent them from being lost media lol

post issues:

Bait should be the S1E11 accompanion? I did post it just forgot to tag 😅

I swear a few years ago Act on Instinct and The Valsedian Operation were availabe just on dubious free read comic online sites... don't seem to be anymore. here you go

Fixed the pages in Q4 & Q5. Thanks for telling me!

UK Magazine

Its proper name is Star Wars: The Clone Wars Comic. UK got a Clone Wars magazine because the publisher, Titan Comics, is a UK-based company, the one that makes Star Wars Insider.

The monthly issue features episode guide, games and an original comic strip. It was later reprinted in the US as a bi-monthly. The blog followed the UK publishing order since that's chronological and collected in full. Some issues were left out in the US reprint.

Dark Horse series

Both the monthly series and novellas started in Sept 2008 but the monthly series only lasted to Jan 2010 while novellas continued every few months until after the Disney buyout.

No omnibus were made or planned. So if you want a print version, you could only look in the library or the second-hand market.

dubious free read comic online sites have the full set fyi

#cwainbox #the clone wars #clone wars comics #2405081515 #thehylianbatman

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I used to scratch my head when some people (mostly TB fans) compared Aemond to Ramsay (once I read that he was a combination of Jon Snow and Ramsay, believe it or not) and Rhaenyra to Daenerys. However, it seems that Condal and the rest of those clowns think the same because the way they write Aemond this season is atrocious. I wouldn't be surprised if he flayed someone alive at this point. And Rhaenyra is more rational and less cruel than Daenerys so she is actually an upgrade, according to them. It's such a shitshow atp. And to think that i used to wake up at 3 am (when the show airs in my country) just to watch it since it was an old habit of mine since the got era. All that excitement is lost now and it just makes me sad. Idk, I really hate this season not only for the butchering of the characters I liked, but also for many inconsistencies, plotholes, rushed plots, cheap and badly executed callbacks to GoT with zero logic and respect for the lore (e.g. the whole food riot suplot). It's too much. But I guess the fandom is easy to please because they talk the most about Seasmoke "adorably" chasing Addam or Rhaenyra and Mysaria's kiss after this episode. And many of them were yapping about horrible season 8 of GoT and its writing decisions. Hot take: I really miss Game of Thrones because it was in general a really good adaptation and the problems started when they ran out of the source material and with the shortened seasons (they obviously didn't learn that lesson and we got another shortened season which is, surprise, surprise, bad) . Still, i enjoyed the last seasons of GoT far more than I enjoy s2 of hotd. Controversial or not, this is the truth.

Good day/night to you!

Actually, I don't think that believing GoT, even taking into account the flop that were seasons 7 and 8, to be way superior to HotD is such a hot take anymore. A lot of things went wrong by the end of the original series but ultimately, at the very least, the audience (myself included) came to care deeply for the characters by having been on a very long journey with them - and because the characters were well established. In HotD though... Well, after watching 6 episodes of season 2 I look at the characters and feel that without the actors' input (I mean amazing acting as well as them sharing their takes on their characters in interviews), the sourse material and, in some cases, good foundations laid in season 1 I wouldn't really care about them.

As for unwillingness of HotD writers and showrunners to cut the proverbial apron strings tethering them to GoT, it is both ridiculous and sad. Ridiculous - because of the amount of references and attempted copy-pastes (with some adapting twists). Sad - because sometimes it feels like in part this lack of originality stems not only from the desire to play the nostalgia card but also from the lack of belief in their own ability to tell a compelling new story. And I say "attempted" because at the end of the day the parallels don't work. Rhaenyra is no Daenerys - she is but a shadow of her, bland, passive and boring. Aegon is no Joffrey (and never was - not even when the writers unashamedly pushed this parallel after season 1) - he is way too sensitive and cares too much to be like him. Even after what the writers have done to Aemond, he is still no effing Ramsay Bolton - whatever he did or does next will not produce the same impression Ramsay's atrocities made at least because of rushed and fumbled execution - and because Ewan doesn't play him that way. And for sure Viserys "if I ignore the problems piling up around me maybe they'll just disappear" Targaryen is no Ned Stark.

As for Aegon and Aemond, writers themselves keep saying contradictory things about these characters. They keep low-key (in Aegon's case even not so low-key, at least in the past) pushing for these Joffrey/Ramsay parallels - but in the same breath are waxing poetic about the complexities of Aegon and Aemond's nature and are trying for nuance in the narrative as well. What game are they playing?

All in all, my take on it is that GoT became iconic (even the atrocious ending - which also became legendary in its own ironic way) while HotD as a TV series for now mostly feels shallow and forgettable. Like you said, it's s damn shame HBO hired incompetent amateurs to build the project meant to atone for the sins of the last seasons of GoT - and these amateurs ended up making something that turned out to be even worse.

#asks #hotd #hotd season 2 #anti hotd #hotd critical

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╰┈➤ 𝐪&𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐲: Where the sly fox and this sweet woman, will be answering your questions about their relationship!

𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔: Fellow Honest, Lacy Darling, Twisted Wonderland oc

𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: Event for Felcy in celebration the 37 followers :DD

𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔:

1- Nothing suggestive I won't do questions straight up NSFW. I don't mind jokes of the subject tho, so, if you want to send a """suggestive""" question as if trying to get a reaction of the characters I will be writing about, I see nothing wrong with that :)) (hopefully that made sense lol)

2- Time line You can specifically put to which time you want to ask the question for the characters. Past = When they met Present = Few years everything (both still not reunited) Future = They are already back together If you don't specify, I will assume you are asking it for them in the present.

3- You can choose if you want to ask it for Fellow or Lacy or both Same thing as the 2nd rule, if you don't specify, I will assume you are asking for them both.

4- I won't be 24/7 online, patience pls :> Please be patient and don't spam me until I answer your question, I am usually busy and do another things (i have a life ig/j)

5- How long will this event be? October 29 - November 6, I will answer every question send during this time, questions after it will be deleted or ignored (sorry).

6- Questions on Inbox only! It's easy for me to organized by there, so don't be afraid to click the inbox button hehe

7- You may ask as many questions you want :> There is no restriction to how much questions per user, after all i love interactions

#🦢 | event #🫖 | chitchat #💜 ! twisted wonderland #💜 ! fellow honest #💜 ! lacy darling #💜 ! ocs #💜 ! felcy

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harlequin-hangout · 2 years

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For a Mortal Chapter 2

Series Masterlist | Loki Masterlist

< Part 1 | Part 3 >

Pairing: Dom!Loki x f!Reader

Warnings: Self esteem problems, self deprecation, ⚠️abuse (past, not from Loki)⚠️, minor breaking and entering

Contains: Angst, maybe a little fluff, brain not processing the literal god, descriptions of sensual fluffiness

Word Count: 2.2k

Dividers are made by me! Want some for yourself? Send me an ask!

I do not nor will I ever give permission for my writing to be copied, pasted, reposted to other sites, or edited in any way shape or form. Seriously, just don’t.

A/N: Chapter 2!! This was inspired by this ask by @michelleleewise. This is my first attempt at writing any kind of fan fiction, so please be kind. Thank you so much to @vbecker10 and @soubi001 for all the help with this chapter!! I'm so sorry that it took so long, inspiration hasn't been showing its face for this series.

You groan, hearing the all-too-familiar 10 am alarm blaring next to you. Why you had never turned off that damned alarm, you’d never know. It’s not like you had anything to do that day, but it wasn’t good for your mental health to stay in bed. Turning off the alarm, you stare at the ceiling. Did last night really happen? It couldn’t have . . . right? Magic, gods, teleportation . . . it couldn’t exist in real life. That was ridiculous. . . wasn’t it? You haul yourself out of bed, gingerly pressing the bathroom door open. Everything was just as you’d left it. Clothes were strewn all over the floor and a combination of makeup and sanitary products littered the counter. Notably though, where you remembered placing a pine scented green candle last night was only a few drops of green wax. You stare at the empty counter space, ignoring your phone when it starts to ring. How was it gone?? Did Loki take it back? How were you supposed to contact him again? You sigh and rub your eyes, already wanting to crawl back into your bed. Last night was definitely too good to be true. Your phone began to ring again, Caller ID showing your friend Sobhana – Soubi for short – on the screen.

“Mmmh . . . Morning . . .” you groan.

“Hey! Someone sounds like she had a long night,” Soubi teased.

“Something like that . . . Either that or I’m losing my mind. What’s up?”

“Val and I were gonna grab something to eat at that Thai place you like. Wanna come?”

“Thank you so much for thinking of me, Soubi, but I don’t have money to eat out. I’d love to see you guys though, would you want to come hang out later today?” You heard Soubi laugh a little on the other end of the line.

“Don’t use your customer service apology on me. Did I ask if you had money? I got you, we’ll meet you there at 11:30. Sound good?” Soubi stated, leaving no room for arguments. “You can repay me by filling me in on all the work drama. I swear, that boss of yours gets dumber every time you tell me about him.” You burst out laughing. She wasn’t wrong. Every time you talked to Darren Albright, the stories got more and more unbelievable.

“Deal, and this weekend I’ll make you and Val some of that baked mac and cheese. We can have movie night at my place.”

“Movies sound great! I’ll always brie up for them, even if you pick the ones that are pasta-tively cheesy.” You could practically hear Soubi’s grin as you groan at her awful puns. She had more puns ready for any situation than anyone you’d ever met, and you absolutely adored her for it. Plus, two can play at that game.

“I better get ready, or I’m Ghouda be late.” You poke back at her, only lasting a couple moments before dissolving into giggles. “Yeah, no, that was bad. Yours was so much better! I’ll see you at 11?”

“You’ll get on my level one day, see you then!” Soubi hung up with a click, and you were left to search your closet for something clean to wear.

You hadn't said much since you’d arrived at the restaurant. If Val and Soubi noticed, they hadn’t said anything so far. You mumbled your thanks as the waiter set the plate down in front of you, taking a deep breath before letting out a sigh.

“Y/N, you’re really quiet. That isn’t like you, what’s going on?” Val spoke up from across the table, concern in her eyes.

“It’s just . . .” You take another deep breath. “So, I might be going crazy. I had this . . . this dream, I guess? I dunno. I wouldn’t really call it a dream, it was so vivid, I could have sworn it was a memory, but I’m not sure what else to think.”

“Well, what’s going on?” Soubi inquires from your left. “If there’s something weird going on, you can always tell us.”

“Okay . . . Well it started after Darren called me last night.” You spent the next thirty minutes filling your friends in on the previous evening’s crazy adventure. From the candle to the shower, to the almost – almost – platonic domination. “He didn’t even push for sex! Like I said, it’s like he could watch my memories . . . he knew exactly what I liked, but also what to avoid in order to make sure I was comfortable.”

“Wait, after all of that you didn’t fuck him??” Val almost screamed, and you had to fight back a giggle when she realized that people were looking.

“No! We talked for a while, there was some gentle hair pulling while we made out, but he didn’t try anything unless he asked first or I initiated. I’m sure it would have been amazing if we had, though . . . I wonder what it would be like to fuck a guy who knows exactly what I want.”

“Sounds like an in-depth knowledge of sin and temptation are in your future and this god person is there to give a self guided tour.” Soubi’s comment almost made you blow soda out of your nose, and you take a few minutes to stop yourself from choking. Val was the first to regain control of her laughter.

“Soubi’s got a point though,” Val stated, wiping a tear from her eye. “He sounds too amazing to have been anything other than an imagination.”

“See, that’s what I thought at first, but there’s these little green droplets of wax where the candle used to be.”

“Used to be?” Val raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, no. That’s really weird.”

“I mean, that’s physical evidence. That definitely means SOMETHING was there.” Soubi’s eyebrows creased. She wasn’t ready to say it yet, but she was definitely getting worried. “Do you have any makeup that could have left it? You accidentally melted that lipstick while trying to fix a break in it a while back.”

“You have a point, but I’m absolutely certain. I don’t own any makeup that color, and it was the exact same green with the same pine scent lingering. I have absolutely no idea what else it could be. I think I may be going crazy . . .” Your gaze drops to the table. You really didn’t want to admit it, but there was no other explanation. Some kind of psychotic break was the only logical explanation.

“Crazy, nothing, I’m worried that someone has been in your apartment.” Soubi muttered under her breath. “If someone was in your place, that’s really dangerous. They could have laced your food with stuff, or even the candle somehow. A hallucination would explain the god man appearing in your bathroom.” You glance at Val out of the side of your eye.

“I mean . . . It’s totally possible, but we still love you. I think you’re fine though honestly, you’ve been going through a lot lately, especially with your crappy job. I’m sure your mind is just looking for a way to deal with it while you're sleeping. Maybe get some extra locks though?” You smile softly, grateful to have friends with your best interest at heart.

“Yeah, extra locks seem like an amazing idea. But speaking of my crappy job . . . I believe I promised Soubi an update. Darren called me yesterday to tell me that I haven’t been doing anything for the company.”

“What??” Soubi hissed. “Didn’t you build an entirely new backend to make intake smoother?”

“Yup.”

“And you do all the upkeep on it, right?”

“All by myself, I don’t know if he even knows how it works.” A wicked smile creeps across Val’s face.

“You should quit. It isn’t like he’s paying you anyway. Just quit and wait for him to come crawling back to you when he realizes how much you actually do.”

“As satisfying as that could be, he’s an Albright, he might make sure that I never work in the film industry again, and I’ve worked way too hard to get here.”

“Do you really think he’d do that?” Val inquired.

“Well . . . no, not really, but I also think that if I walk, I’m never getting my job back. I’ve worked so hard to get where I am, and if I step out of Darren’s company on terms like this, then I can’t use him as a reference. I’ll be back to square one . . .”

“Hey, look at me?” Soubi asks. “ You won’t be starting from square one. You’ll be starting from experience. I’ve seen you grow so much over the past year and a half, especially after you finally cut off contact with your ex. We’re going to support you no matter what.” You beam, taking a deep breath and feeling a moment of peace for the first time in the last couple months. Your life had become so hectic, but Val and Soubi had remained your constant. As long as you have your friends, you can get through whatever this curveball turns out to be.

Your laptop dings with the fifth email from Albright. Even though he accused you of not doing anything, you still seemed to be getting a lot put on your plate. You look over the new client application, grabbing your mug of hot chocolate from your side table. The application was for a new marketing client, and they were only asking for a basic social media consultation and re-do of their old logo. You sip your mug as you spend the next few hours going over the company site and social media, compiling a list of suggestions and replying to Darren’s email with your recommendations. By midnight, you had sorted through all the new clients and organized materials for the current client, plus re-worked part of your backend system to make finding client information easier. You stand, making your way to the kitchen. After depositing your empty mug in the sink, you grab a cup of water to take with you to bed. Today has been hard, but you won’t let it get the better of you.

The next two days passed without anything of note happening. Your days are mostly spent messaging the group chat with Soubi and Val (Soubi has nicknamed it My Taste in Buds a while back) and job applications. You needed income from somewhere, and Darren wasn’t cutting it. Coffee shops, restaurants, and even some retail stores had been checked off the list, but it was Saturday and you weren’t likely to hear anything back on the weekends. You close your laptop and head to the bathroom. A hot, steamy shower sounds like the most amazing thing right now.

The water pours over your skin and the steam fills your lungs. You’d finished washing ages ago, but it was nice to take a moment to breathe. In here, nothing could bother you. Not Darren, not bills, not unanswered job applications. You could stay in your little bubble and pretend for just one moment that everything was okay. You’d been able to sit with the events of your dream, and process. Val was right, this was probably your brain rationalizing. The human brain is such an amazing thing, it never stops working. It probably took spots of stuff on your counter and the amount of smut that you read and turned it into a coping mechanism while you slept. You had to admit, it had been nice. His slender fingers sliding through your hair. The gentle way he spoke. His voice had been both masculine and ethereal. Both commanding and comforting. The way he had spoken to you after he pulled you away from your shower . . . The softness wasn’t something you were used to. You barely knew the man – god, if he was to be believed – but he was more considerate of your wants and your needs than anyone you’d ever dated. Hell, most of the people who called you a friend didn’t seem to care. Outside of Val and Soubi, it seemed that most people kept you around because of things they thought that you could do for them. It made perfect sense that your brain would supply a tall, dark, and elegant man with a voice as smooth as velvet to help meet the needs in your life that were left unfulfilled. You spend a few more moments reminiscing on the dream, focusing on how his hands felt on your skin as his lips brushed yours, waiting for you to close the last breath of space between the two of you instead of just taking what he wanted. He was too good to be true, and almost definitely couldn’t exist outside of a dream. You toweled off, wrapping that towel around yourself before reaching to grab another for your hair. You pause, sniffing the towel. Something didn’t smell right . . . It wasn’t the towels, and it wasn’t the clothes you had piled on the floor . . . You grabbed the knife that you kept in your bedside table for protection and quietly made your way towards the living room and the front door. As you stepped out of the hallway, you stopped dead in your tracks. You recognized the scent, but what was it? You take stock of your apartment. Everything seems to be in place, the door is locked, the windows are closed . . . What could that smell be? Then it hits you. It’s leather. Leather and sandalwood. And sitting on the side table next to your laptop is a familiar green pine tree scented candle.

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How to use shaders on his model to fix shading issues (2)

DISCLAIMER: I am in no way, shape or form obligated to do this. However, I write this so that anybody who wants to use Maruki’s model has the knowledge to do so. I know that a lot of people with custom models of their OCs primarily use MMD and instead of keeping the wall of ‘experience’ up between MMD users and those familiar enough with Blender, I decided to write this of my own volition so everybody can enjoy him.

Please, please, please read part 1 before you jump in because I will not be providing screenshots for some of the steps I already covered in part 1.

We meet again...

Maruki's glasses were just the beginning. Now is the main meat.

Let's start with Maruki's coat! geo_chack_006, geo_coat_006, geo_coat_006_0 are all parts of his coat. I'll be doing geo_coat_006 for this example. Like the glasses in part 1, we want to add a new, blank spot. However, this time in the asset library we want to drag and drop the C_Default orb to the new slot.

And, again, like his glasses we're going to copy-paste the the contents of the shader slot to the first slot. And after copy-pasting we'll delete C_Default just like the lenses.

First thing you'll notice is that his coat is suddenly blue. Why? Because the material slot we copy-pasted doesn't have any of Maruki's textures. In their place are dummy placeholder images.

Go down to the toolbar where the asset library is at and click on this

This is where we edit that material we copy pasted.

Before we copy-pasted C_Default, his jacket looked something like this

Overwhelming, yes?

This is what it looks like with C_Default copy-pasted

Looks slightly different, yeah? A box was added called 'P5 Shader'. That box is what helps with the mimicking of the cell shade style in P5.

Now all these boxes must be confusing and you're probably unsure of what to do with them, right?

I got your back

Let's zoom in on these boxes and I'll explain.

These 3 boxes are all you need to focus on. Right now they're all set to a default dummy texture.

Using 2d art as a comparison, the three boxes are basically this:

Diffusion: Your main color

Specular: Your highlights

Shadows: You shadows

Typically in the textures the model will have images that are named clearly enough so you can easily understand what image goes to what. They usually shorten them though.

If it has 'c' it's the diffusion texture

If it has 'sp' it's the specular texture

If it has 'shadow' it's the shadow texture

(EDIT: my acquaintance tipped me off to something. if you see something with 'sh_' in the title, that's still a shadow. HOWEVER, these are textures called Shadow Maps and are specific to the character model. Otherwise other models like rooms and stuff simply use the word 'shadow' in the file name.)

click on the little X by the file name (dum_b.dds) so it now looks like this

Now click open and navigate to where his model textures (a folder named 'tex' or 'tex png' depending on your preference) are. For his diffusion texture we're using this

For his specular, we use this

And finally, for the shadows, we use this

Before:

After:

This applies to the rest of his clothes as well, as all the color, highlights, and shadows for his entire outfit are in the three texture images.

Now to cover skin. For his face (all of his head excluding hair ofc), you want to copy-past C_SkinFace. But uh-oh, you see this!

Ignore it. I've noticed that Persona 5 models have a diffusion texture, a specular texture, and a shadow texture. I often don't see textures beyond that unless they serve a specific purpose (ex Maruki has a special texture for his battle metaverse outfit that's supposed to make the metal on his outfit reflect)

When C_SkinFace is applied:

There will be times where something is made of multiple parts, like Maruki's head:

In the end, they're all part of his head, so it's fine to use the same three textures I used on his face. You'll often be reusing textures in cases like this. Note: you'll see geo_siwa and geo_tan but don't worry about them. Just use C_SkinFace. From what I can tell, those two are some of the shadows on his face

As for the skin on the body (C_SkinBody)...well, it's really simple. It works like C_Default and C_SkinFace in how you apply it. The only difference (That I've noticed) is that the specular texture option is missing. But that isn't surprising, considering that most of the body's skin is covered.

After applying everything you should go from this:

to this:

Much more vibrant!! 😊

For the last part, I will teach you all how to work with Maruki's metaverse battle outfit

#takuto maruki #tutorial #mmd #tagged mmd because this is meant for people who primarily use mmd but want to work with maruki's model #and maruki's model just doesn't work in mmd #persona 5 #persona 5 royal

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schizopositivity · 2 years

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Hey there! Apologies if you don't have a good answer to this, but you seem trustworthy enough. I'm not schizophrenic but I am an author attempting to write a schizophrenic character. I'm looking for good resources to learn about the disorder that aren't drenched in sanism, but I'd like an actual schizophrenic person's opinion on the matter since I don't know enough to determine good sources on my own.

Mostly I need info on writing from this character's perspective, and generally the kinds of things to not include in the story. Thanks in advance,

-H

this is my copy and pasted answer ive given mulitple times, please dont take other peoples experiences to feul your story either, please read this whole thing and actually consider it.

respectfully, no. i have made posts on this blog in the past about how i hate people calling my posts "writing inspo", and a post on how i wish all nonschizophrenics/nonpsychotics would stop writing stories or creating media based on our actual experiences for a few reasons. 1. no amount of research or listening to other peoples experience will be equal to you having lived experience with schizophrenia/psychosis. 2. if you dont have experience with this highly stigmatized disorder you are likely to perpetuate harmful stereotypes even with good intentions (tropes i hate like "the schizophrenic is evil" "the schizophrenic is some kind of savant" "it seems like magic but it was just psychosis the whole time" or "it seems psychosis but it was magic the whole time"). 3. if you are writing about something you have no experience in it will likely be very shallow or untrue to the actual experience. 4. why should i take time to help you so that you can benefit from my experience while i get nothing in return? i think of it like a straight person asking a queer person for free advice for their queer main character, or a rich person asking for free advice from a poor person on their experiences. i have seen time and time again nonschizophrenic/nonpsychotic people telling the stories of my experience and getting it wrong and profiting from it and im tired and will not help anyone do this ever it goes agaisnt my personal beliefs. us schizophrenics do write our own stories but you can never find it because it hidden underneath countlesd stories of people who have no idea what they are talking about. i dont want to be mean but i get this question a lot and it annoys me. write about anything else.

why do you feel the need to write this story? why do you think you have the power to portray schizophrenia in a way that isnt harmful to actual schizophrenics? how is it mutually beneficial for the schizophrenics youre taking the descriptions of experiences from? how can you see this as true for gender or sexuality but not for schizophrenia (a dinenfranchised minotrity)? why wont you make room for actual schizophrenics when most of our stories are written by people with no experience? i know i cant stop you but i wonder why you would even feel the desire to do this in the first place? i get this kind of ask a lot and to me, people obsessing about my disorder so much so they feel the need to write about and to me personally it gives off a vibe of fetishizing or savoir complex to think you have the power or duty to write our stories for us.

most people get upset, try to argue or ignore me after i say these things. so if youre going to do that id like to once again ask: who would this story be for? why would you still write it after an actual schizophrenic person tells you its not okay to do? and isnt there enough (sooo many) stories about schizophrenics created by nonschizophrenics? what could you, a nonschizophrenic, add that would be of any value to anyone?

#answered #please stop asking me i get this so often especially in dms #like no ive made myself clear #i dont even owe you an explanation #its wild to me how people never do this about me being butch lesbian or enby or dyslexic or literally anything else #nonschizophrenics either hate or are weirdly obsessed with us and idk whats worse

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i-cant-stop-fandoming-help · 2 years

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About This Discourse

I hope this can be the final post in all this. pages: 15.

CW for mentions of v0re, mentions of g0re, talks of harassment, talks of r-18 things, talks of kinks, s**cide, and the input of the definition of p*d0philia.

(^^^None of the really s*xual stuff was started by myself or my mutuals, I don't think. Please read with caution. In the attacks, it was brought up and had to be addressed.)

As a lot of you know, there’s been discourse surrounding my friends and I. Well, three of my friends and myself.

It seems to stem from a post made about two months ago, by a user who has apologized and taken it down. The post vagued me and made it seem like I said things I did not.

The things implied I said were said by other users on this site. But not myself. admittedly, that post began a huge mental health spiral. The day the post was up, I was having panic attacks and begging for the post to be taken down in the comments.

Eventually, Octo had enough of letting the post stay as it was, and watching me panic. So Octo reblogged it with a 1558 word response. It reads as follows(no editing. Post was copy+pasted into google docs);

“ There is a lot wro ng going on here. And I will admit, you got a bit of "Momma Bear" coming out of me from this. Please, feel free to ignore this. Anything else will be after the cut. Please feel free to look at the original comments and come to your own conclusions on the matter.

My apologies if I switch from using OP to directly addressing the OP.

I would like to preface anything I say here by saying I don't like getting involved with discourse like this. However, in this situation the individual referred to in this post has been stressed out and otherwise affected by this. I would prefer for this to have been a private matter, however the decision for that isn't mine, and never has been. OP, you can get mad at me all you like for not taking your side here, but please hear me out first.

I would first like to address the matter of the post itself. I am aware OP apologized for the R 18 thing, however it still causes an issue here.

Your main point is that a person who writes gore cannot complain about others writing R-18 content because they're equivalent. My arguments are as follows.

1: I disagree with the main premise of this argument. It either condemns both or neither of the two actions. This post doesn't actually let me know which of the ways you choose. If your argument is correct however, then you either are okay with R-18 content, or not. If not, why do you like danganronpa? Or furthermore, a Fanganronpa that is arguably worse than the cannon games?

Either way, this point is moot because the person who you're addressing never stated they disliked NSFW/R-18 content. Feel free to not like it! But this post is unnecessary and causes additional discourse for no reason.

2: You address this post to "SDRA2 Fandom," however this post is about a small group of creators, ones that likely don't make up a majority of the fandom on this site.

And this is a big one.

THIS POST SHOULD NOT INCLUDE SUCH SPECIFIC DETAILS ABOUT YOUR SUBJECT.

Effectively what you are doing is instead of addressing a matter privately, you made it public, called out one specific user by being vague about them, assumed their age, and implied things that aren't true about them. Even if your original point is correct, this behavior isn't acceptable.

Now, I would also like to address the comments below this post.

What first occurs is that the person being addressed in the post explains their past history with OP, and that they don't get mad at R-18 content, they get mad at people fetishizing things about them.

OP then responds by saying, "The issue isn't about ignoring and moving on, its that you; like 14/15 is writing extreme and graphic gore, like that is fucking concerning."

Simply put, this isn't the original point of your post.

Also, people around that age do tend to get involved in those kinds of things. Anecdotally, I became a fan of the Hunger Games around that time. For a less personal example, see creepy pastas, the SCP foundation, ETC. Or Danganronpa itself! Yes, there are adult fans in all of those things, but there are also minors who end up liking dark and creepy things. Again, it could be personally off-putting to OP, but that will be addressed later.

What happens next is that the user being addressed describes their experience getting into darker, more gory things. Further emphasizing why this entire thing should have been handled privately. Then, a mutual friend finds the post and comments. They did not handle the situation the best, I will admit. This leads OP to comment,

"You are literally 14 year olds writing fanganronpa gore; i’m sure the 4chan guro board would love to have you. Considering the previous comments here; you’re still talking about me two days later, while I haven’t even thought about you. It’s actually super flattering you think about me this much!"

Again, OP is assuming the age of the user. If OP is not assuming and thus know from a different source, then OP is potentially releasing private information publicly. I should not have to explain why this is a problem.

For those who don't know, like myself, the 4-chan guro board is about gory anime art. I don't see what the problem is here. This person likes to write about gore, and so a place that accepts it would be happy to have them? Is the gore there worse than what they write?

OP, they're still talking about you days later because this post was a public call out of what should be a private matter at best, and at worst is a non-issue.

No, I will not let that go! This post caused stress and anxiety in the user, and OP should recognize that simply does not go away that quickly.

The user then says again what got them into gore, leading into this comment from OP

"the R18 thing was unrelated, and yes I will actually apologize for that. I am sorry for getting you caught up in that situation. However the issue isn’t only that, You do realize that what you say with “no child warning” is directly pointing out my issue, you are a kid sharing this with other minors, this is no better than the vorekado situation. You’re coming into adult spaces as a kid and sharing this among other kids "

First, thank you for the apology. I hope that you see why that is an issue.

However, I must address this point.

"you are a kid sharing this with other minors"

Right now, you are advocating for the self-censorship of someone because a minor might see it. Let's ignore the age of the poster. Should someone be barred from writing gore, drawing R-18+ images, etc because a kid might see it? The answer to that is no.

It is not up to a content creator, author, artist, etc. To not do something because the wrong person might see it. It is up to either the individual user or their guardian to control what content they come across.

If this sounds familiar OP, it is why the point of you simply blocking the content and moving on is mentioned over and over. Because it is not up to them to police themselves because another person finds themselves unable to control their feed.

The content creator IS responsible for making sure the appropriate tags, labels, etc. are on the work so that a person can filter it out. Which, this user has done so.

I do not know of the "vorekado" situation to comment on it.

One last point before we continue is that Tumblr isn't an "adult space." The minimum age to have a Tumblr is 13. Hardly an adult by that point. If you;re trying to argue that gore itself should be R-18, then you're fighting an uphill battle to convince anyone.

After this comment, the user says the matter should've been private, and says that OP vagued their posts, causing them anxiety. This leads to these two comments.

"Not what I meant, im saying that you’re still exposing this in a group of minors; which you yourself are."

"Okay youre friend really doesn’t matter here since all they can do is insult me, the problem isnt tags or trigger warnings. Its the fact you’re doing it in the first place. Youre still a kid coming into these adult spaces. Gore is a fetish. "

Before we continue, personally, I am 20. Not a minor.

First, explain to me why a minor writing gore is a problem. Other than "It's gross."

Again, Tumblr is not an adult space.

And finally, something being a fetish isn't an indication of how "adult" something is. Newsflash from someone who's been on the internet a long time.

Everything can be a fetish to someone.

The user isn't joining a gore fetish space, they joined a writing space for Danganronpa Another fancreations. Not everything is going to be light and fluffy, especially regarding the subject matter.

The user then says they've never seen anyone fetishizing their work. OP also says that their posts are not fetish works. I would also like to add, I haven't seen it either, and don't believe this is a space where that occurs often. This leads to this comment.

"I can’t help you with this. Genuinely you are clueless. You really are; extreme gore can be a fetish, and youre putting yourself into the “disgusting” gore community yourself. Danganronpa doesn’t have shit like this. This is just literal snuff for the sake of it. "

"Danganronpa doesn't have shit like this. This is just literal snuff for the sake of it."

That's not a problem at all. You don't need a reason to write or draw anything specifically. Most of their writings are labelled as writing practices.

TLDR: This post shouldn't have been made. It should have been a private message at that. Many of OP's points are personal opinions and don't hold up to scrutiny. OP, the person who wrote this post has politely asked you to either edit it or take it down. I would recommend you do so.”

Due to both the original post, and Octo’s reblog, taken down, I cannot share what I said in my 40 comments. That may seem like harassment, but this was a post vaguing me and causing a mental health strain I hadn’t had since either May or June of 2020.

However, most of my comments were along the lines of me explaining why I wrote it, and why it should be handled privately.

When the fetish of g0re was brought up, I was confused but still panicked. I had never heard of such a fetish before. I didn't know that it was a fetish .

The “v0rekado” thing is likely in reference to mikadosannouji/ressysauce, someone who had recently been revealed as a bad person at the time. And not because of the fetish-y art, but because they had doxxed someone and celebrated someone’s potential s**cide. If I remember correctly, ressysauce created v0re art on their old tumblr account.

Comparing something where the user posting likely knew it was a fetish, to something where the user posting didn’t know is a fetish, feels off.

After Octo’s response, the original post was taken down, the OP messaged me and apologized. At first, I felt the apology wasn’t genuine, and asked them if it was. We got into an argument about it, and I blocked them.

Eventually, I decided to accept their apology anyway, and unblocked them.

We thought this would be all, but then a proship based account caused Nana’s friend to have a panic attack. They then contacted Nana through asks, alerting him of his friend’s breakdown and saying they were concerned.

Nana states he already knew, but unblocks the account, and talks with them. Nana eventually gets overwhelmed and can’t handle any more of the conversation. So, he blocked the account once more.

The reason Nana’s friend had the breakdown was due to one of the things they said being screenshotted and put in the proship accounts introduction post. It has now been removed, thankfully.

(This is an important part of the discourse, and I am not trying to stir something up again, please understand that.)

Nana removed all his posts related to the proship account discourse, hoping that would calm it down. It seemed so, even though the account mentioned Nana a few times after.

Eventually, that account got downed, and the four of us let out a sigh of relief. It seemed to finally be over.

Then, a new account came into the mix, barely a day old when they started the accusations.

The accusations? Nana was a proshipper himself. The base of these were that Nana used to like Sanniuri, at a time it was widely shipped in the fandom. Nana stopped shipping it after realizing its toxicity. Another was shipping LeoSaya, or having an inkling of an interest in the ship NaeJunko, or doing an animatic for a ship between two underage characters.

In fact, a large number of tumblr users also use ao3. It’s a platform for fanfictions and sometimes original works. It’s a platform for writing.

There was also the argument that because he uses ao3, he’s a proshipper. Which is stupid, honestly. Would you argue that BiggestGuadiestPatronuses is a proshipper? They use ao3.

Using the same logic as done with the ao3 thing, it would be that everyone on tumblr is a proshipper, because tumblr has proship content on there! Or youtube, or instagram, or wattpad… Literally being on any website similar to the ones listed, would say you’re a proshipper.

So, that's why the logic here is dumb.

Next, an edit Nana did of Junkan was mentioned. The ship is known as unhealthy, but the ask explained it as an AU. Nana did it, and knows the ship is unhealthy. He did it because it was requested, and it could quite possibly be an AU where it’s healthy. Some could argue that doesn’t make the ship okay, but that would be something to bring up to the requester. A request being done doesn’t condone attacking.

LeoSaya is a ship I’ve seen many people like in my time in the fandom. Often, it’s people against proshipping. You argue that, because they tried to kill each other in canon, it’s toxic. So, by definition, every killer x victim ship is toxic? Except the few with confirmed feelings?

It’s a killing game. Stress is high and they want to go home. Of course they’re gonna try the only way out.

Due to the whole memory wipe thing, they don’t remember each other. But they have known each other for years, yes? And I do believe they would have gotten along beforehand.

NaeJunko was explained by a meme. I haven’t seen it myself, but it went along the lines of “loser boyfriend”.

The old Sanniuri reblogs and shit, were when he didn’t know the ship was toxic. You may bring up the tags on some of his fics, how there’s sanniuri tagged. I noticed it, too, and brought it up to him. He explained it with;

(And before someone comes after me about the “horny” comment; it was a joke based off of IRLkado’s reaction to finding out more about Utsuro.)

But Nana let me know. He doesn’t ship AIkado x Nikei, because we know how toxic that shit is. But about IRLkado, we often only know he’s some sort of computer nerd and he wants to bring Utsuro back.

The shipping Kotoko x Monaca thing is… Well, the person with the accusations calls the ship “pedophillic”. Which is confusing.

Pedophillia is defined by www.sciencedirect.com as “A persistent interest in prepubescent children as evidenced by an adult’s sexual fantasies, urges, and goal-directed sexual behavior.” I wish to know what part of this definition suits the ship.

The original accuser brings up something else, stating Nana as lying about being a minor. Sure, this could be seen as acceptable, as there are people out there who lie about that. However, when there’s many people who have stated Nana as a minor.

When there’s someone who has posted about meeting Nana in person, and has attested to Nana being a minor before- it brings your claims into question.

Nana and I have met before. We share a birthday, and I am only 8 hours older. And some of my followers can attest to me being a high schooler- it was on my now deleted intro post. Octo can also attest to it- having helped me before with high school math.

Another thing mentioned was the fact that I supposedly write untagged gore. At the time of the first post connected to my friends and I, this would have been true. For the simple reason of; I didn't know about tumblr tag filtering. I thought that putting a cw/tw above the cut would’ve been enough, as I believed that somebody would at least read those before clicking “Continue reading.”

When this was brought up by the first post that vagued me, I went back and added a gore tag to all of my fics containing it for filtering. And, I even attempted to remember to put a tw gore tag on each one.

However, this was brought up again, with the same reason- it being untagged. So, I was upset. I went back and added cw gore tags to all of the posts containing it. I was upset, because I had already tagged it with the gore tag, and thought it would be enough. Then, I posted this rant;

“What more do you guys need me to ADD to TW my gore writing properly. I often put TW for gore in the tags. (Of sorts, it'll say what happens in it) most of them have gore in the fuck title. And I do my best to add a #tw gore tag on every single one.

WHAT MORE DO YOU FUCKING WANT FROM ME.

I can add. "cw gore" tag, too! Have you ever fucking heard of filtering!

This is a Danganronpa fan game, dammit! There will ALWAYS be fics of stuff you don't like.

I put trigger warnings of the fuck content. It's on YOU if you still read it. I'm not going to stop writing something I find interesting in a way, because THE WRONG PEOPLE MIGHT STUMBLE UPON IT.

ARTISTS DO THE SAME. THEY DON'T CHANGE THEIR ART BECAUSE THE WRONG PERSON MIGHT SEE IT.

IF THERE WAS A GODDAMN WAY TO PRIVATE A TUMBLR ACCOUNT, I FUCKING WOULD! BUT I CAN'T FIND A GODDAMN WAY, SO DON'T READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT!

I'M NOT GOING TO BE RESPECTFUL ABOUT THIS ANYMORE. EVERY TIME SOMEONE HAS BEEN DIRECTLY REFERRING TO ME ON THIS HELLSITE, I TRY MY BEST TO BE RESPECTFUL UNLESS THEY'RE A GODDAMN HARASSER!

JUST FUCK OFF! IM FUCKING MAD, AND I AM NOT GOING TO LET YOU STAND BY AND SPREAD FUCKING LIES.

YOURE A FUCKING COWARD FOR COMMUNICATIH THROUGH ANONS. HOW ABOUT YOU COMMUNICATE PROPERLY, FOR ONCE?”

I admit, I should’ve been kinder during this rant. But, this had been going on for months at this point. Sure, an immature reaction- but one you should expect from some minor who’s been under extreme stress for months.

When seeing this rant, Octo and Nana immediately began telling me to take it down. I was still upset, and didn’t want to. Saying we were being sitting ducks, and that we needed to fight back or we’d seem to be accepting the allegations as true.

Eventually, I calmed down. I didn’t want to take the post down, so I went to my closest friend- who shall remain unnamed- and they advised me to copy + paste the rant into a google doc and then delete the tumblr post, so I’d still have the words in that as my way of outing my anger.

So I deleted it.

During this time, I messaged the creator of the original post- the one that vague me. We’ll call them M for the rest of this.

I was distressed and unsure of how to handle this, so I went to M and explained everything. They didn’t really care for my panicking, but were at the very least understanding. They gave a tiny bit of advice, and let me talk. That helped a lot. So, I must thank M.

I had blocked one of the people spreading the proship accusations way before the drama, for reasons I can’t quite remember, but unblocked them to send an ask in a way to explain things. It reads;

“Hi there. You must dislike me, seeing as i think people have submitted to you about me supposedly not tagging certain fics of mine. Please, make sure no one harasses the focus of this ask. And, before anything, please read this;

I do tag my gore fics. I've tagged them with gore, tw gore, and cw gore tags. All three of the tags. I think I might have forgotten to put those tags on my splatoon fics, which I will do right after submitting this ask. There is also a TW above the cut for almost all of my stories, unless there doesnt seem to be something that needs to be tagged. I will tag stuff if asked to.

Now, onto the reason i am sending this; Nana, catgirl-izuru, whatever he is known by to you, has been accused of being a proshipper. i'm sure you've seen this.

In the past, Nana has reblogged art for Sanniuri, a popular toxic ship in the community. He didn't realize it was unhealthy at the time. "But on his ao3 fic!! he has a tag for it!!" you might say, which I can explain;

It's IRLkado and nikei. IRLkado, we dont have any information about, other than he's a bit weird about Utsuro. Nana has a version of IRLkado in his head, one that's *much* better than AIkado.

Another reason for them supposedly being a proshipper is... reblogging art of Leosaya. A semi-popular ship in DR fandom. I saw quite a few people shipping it when I first joined. It's said to be toxic because Leon killed Sayaka/Sayaka tried to kill Leon.

Where to start on that... Most of the ships that I've seen in the DR fandom are killer x victim. A lot of those aren't called toxic, or proship. I've seen people ship Hifumi x Celeste, and Kazuichi x Sonia, and not get attacked. So, why is Nana getting attacked for shipping Leon and Sayaka?

Is it because people are siding with the adult proshipper who harassed Nana for about 2 weeks? The proshipper who claimed to want to protect minors, but at the same time harassed one when xe blocked their side acc?

next; "he makes edits for problematic ships!! like junkan!" Talking with him, you could understand; Those were requests for an AU. they were moodboards for something that happened in the AU.

I, and others, have talked to Nana, about why it could be seen as problematic to make an AU in order to ship something problematic. About why it's dangerous.

And, about Naejunko, I believe that is also some kind of AU, or there's an idea that they're enemies in canon, while shown to somehow care about each other. If this isn't a good thing, I will talk to Nana.

next; Ao3.

Ao3 is a fanfic site, and Nana was called problematic for using it? And good amount of tumblr users have it, including Gaud. Even if we hate the content on there, we can't control it. Any other fanfiction site will have it. Wattpad, fanfiction.net, you name it. So this claim makes no sense.

Finally, if you're wondering why I'm so defensive of Nana; He and I have met IRL. He is clearly a minor.

If you would like to talk, I'll leave my dms open. But be respectful- else it will end with more conflict than it began with.

Thank you,

Mika

P.S. One last thing, to those reading this,don't poke fun at his religion. While you may see it as something different than he does, doesn't mean you can call it things like a c*lt or others, like he has seen people do before.”

This never got answered, and I got blocked. I found out later that, apparently, it seemed as though I was accusing them of being a proshipper- due to the last bit. It was not an attempt to call them a proshipper, but rather remind them and/or their followers to be a decent person.

This was also written before the thing with the proship account was completely resolved, so I still mentioned it and talked shit about the account owner. I don't do it anymore, as it has been resolved and such a thing could lead to another drama.

After Octo told the accuser off, the situation seemed to finally be over. We were still suspicious, of course, but finally thought we could relax.

Then, a new anon went to Nana, and told him to off himself. And I don’t care if you don't like someone, that is never an okay thing to do. Even if they’re a confirmed terrible person. You’re a piece of shit if you do this.

Nana didn’t know what it was about, so he mentioned the proship account.

Someone told the proship account about this- which would mean that one of the proship account’s followers is likely stalking nana’s page.

To avoid another drama, Octo talked with the proship account. Both sides were explained, and the proship account agreed not to bother us anymore, and to remove the screenshot from their intro post. For this, I must thank them.

Now, we have a new anon. Saying Nana must be proship because he reblogged something that originally came from a proshipper?

Nana can’t be expected to check the profile of everyone he reblogs from. He simply agreed with a few of the things in the post, hence the reblogging.

The whole antiship - proship thing is exhausting. Nana nor I try to identify as either. Antiship is often associated with harassment. Proship is… Well, that.

However, during this whole thing, people claiming to be proship have harassed Nana. Going against their thing or whatever that only antishippers harass.

Please, just leave us alone and make up your mind on if you want to be like what you hate or not.

And let us have our fun. Nobody but my friends and I were named, as to prevent any attacks towards them. But just let us be us.

Now, if I may, I’m going to either go to sleep or work on my essay on Rei Mekaru.

(Final note to the person accusing Nana of being proship; Surely if you were hunting for evidence on his page for that long, you would’ve found his preferred pronouns? Honestly, it slightly seems you were using his unwanted pronouns to be mean, until you got called out for it.)

#discourse #i just want this to be done and over #its 4:13 AM and I began this essay around 11:15 PM last night.#y'all are goddamn lucky I dont have school tomorrow

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misses-winter-soldier · 2 years

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Broken+broken=fixed

Steve chetead on you but Bucky's there to show you what love really is.

Steve x reader -> Bucky x reader

Mention of nightmares, trauma, human lab rat

A bit angst

English isn't my first language so i apologize if they're mistakes.

Don't copy, translate or repost without tagging!

Part 1.

I meat Steve almost 2 years ago when I was trying to run from Hidra. I was a lab rat. They always wanted perfection. Perfect serum more specifically so they constantly made new versions that they needed to test. That's where I come in. I was the human tester. Well, after 27 versions of the serum I don't know how human I am anymore. They started when I was a baby. And never stopped. When they realized they can no longer control me they tried to kill me. Nothing worked. So they settled for hurting me enough to make me to weak to run. They tested weapons on me now. But I escaped. I was so lost until Steve came into my life. He helped me get away and even got me accepted in his team of superheroes. We've been dating for little over a year now. Everything was great in the beginning. He was nice, sweet, thoughtful. A gentleman. Last 2 months were different. He was cold and distant. He missed all our dates and movie nights. I would be asleep at the time he would come home. Mornings were awful. He couldn't get out faster. I felt something was off but I put it on the stress of finding Bucky and trying to help his best friend to get back on his feet.

Now 2 more months passed since Bucky came to leave with us. He didn't like me. I tried everything. Making him breakfast, baking cookies for him, inviting him to movie nights. Nothing. He would avoid me with all costs. If he had to be around me he would ignore me. It bugs me. He's my boyfriends best friend and he hates me.

4 months since Bucky has been living with Steve and I

Steves on a mission. Has been for 2 weeks now so it's just me and Bucky. He has nightmares every night. Tonight it's no different except that I can't listen to him anymore. He hates me but needs a friend right now.

*Knock knock*

"Bucky? Are you ok?" No answer. "Can I come in?" I hear some shuffling inside and the door opens. Shirtless. His shirtless.*hot hot hot* He's covered in sweat. Eyes red and puffy. He looks scared and sad.

"What do you want?"

"I know you had another nightmare. Are you ok? Do want to talk about it? Do you need anything? Water? Food? A hug?"

"I'm fine. Why can't you just leave me alone. I don't want to be friends i don't like you"

"No you're not fine. And why do you have to sound so rude when I'm just trying to help you? I know you don't like me. I get that. You made it obvious from day one but I'm not your enemy Bucky. I don't know why you hate me but I'm just trying to help you. I know what it feels like. I know the nightmares and shit. And i know Steve told you about my past. I just want to help you and you're always such a jerk to me. But fine. You don't want my help? OK! But then be quiet and let me sleep. I felt bad for you Bucky. For what they did to you . But not anymore. You know why? Because you refuse to get help. You don't want to get better. You've been pushing people away from day one. You want to be alone? Perfect! Be alone! But I need sleep so shut up!"

I'm awful. Where did all this come from?

Bucky was stunned and hurt so he shut the door in my face. I went back to my room and back to sleep just to wake up 10 min later to a crying Bucky sitting in my room.

"You ok ?"

"No. But you already know that."

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm sorry. I know i was an ass. I just don't know what to do. I'm scared and and and i want a hug please "

I moved a little and patted the spot next to me telling Bucky to sit down.

Next morning was a bit tense. We fell asleep cuddling and woke up with him spooning me. Morning+man = something poking my ass but hey he can't control that. At least he slept without nightmares and honestly i haven't sleept that good in a while.

I was making breakfast when my phone buzzed

Steve: mission's going to last a few more weeks. Is buck ok?

Me: He's fine. How long is it going to be? I miss you babe❤️

Seen

Me: call me when you can. Take care of yourself. Love you ❤️❤️

Seen

*Wow. Boyfriend of the year huh*

Part 2

#bucky barnes #sebastian stan x reader #winter solider x y/n #winter solider imagine #steve kemp x you #steve kemp x y/n #steve kemp x reader #steve kemp smut #steve kemp imagine #steve kemp fic

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chriscdcase95 · 2 years

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My thoughts on “Halloween Ends” that no one asked for...

I normally don’t do reviews and such on my blog, but I watched Halloween Ends last week and have been meaning to get my thoughts out there. The following is copy pasted from a post I already did on reddit, with a few editions.

Ultimately I liked it even if it was a step down from 2018.

I hold Ends and Kills in about the same regard but on opposite sides; one being an all out slasher rampage for Michael, while Ends was more character focused slow burn; and in that “character driven drama” regard ? Ends did it better than H20.

Spoiler talk below.

I liked seeing a Laurie who tried to move on from her trauma...even if it was a little jarring after Kills cliffhanger, but y'know ? IRL issues, what are you gonna do ? It's probably my favorite of JLC's performances, since 2018.

I still liked to see Laurie trying to move on with her life, even with her failures and losses. Especially since I was honestly expecting Laurie to go TLJ!Luke following Kills ending.

I see some people making Allyson out to be this total a bitch in this movie, but I didn't really see it.

Actually I kind of expected Allyson to have more anger and resentment issues following Kills; the Allyson we see in Ends is a lot more tame compared to where I thought she'd go; rebellious tomboy/total Chloe Price type, probably in the same place Laurie was in 2018.

I actually liked Allyson trying to cope with her trauma in her own way, while not completely ignoring it. Having seen and written characters coping with trauma similarly, I can totally see Allyson making poor relationship choices, such as overlooking Corey's red flags.

Speaking of Corey Cunningham ? Loved his character and was almost sad to see him go. He made for a great villain with a tragic arc; a genuinely good person going down this path due to a tragic mistake, that wasn't even his fault. And when he finally went full slasher, I'll admit, his kills were some of my favorites.

Now am I upset that Corey overshadowed Michael ? Nah, not really. When introducing a new secondary villain trying to take the mantle of “The Shape”, I'd say you gotta give them some time to shine.

If Ends was just Michael going on another rampage throughout, it'd be the same song and dance as the 2018 and Kills. Which if you ask me would be pretty boring. Besides, Michael at least had more of a presence - and more to do in this film - than in he did H20.

H20!Michael spent that movie travelling across, and was ragdolled in a single fight. This Michael is kind of wear I see him going after 2018 and Kills - with his injuries and age catching up to him - what’s H20!Michael’s excuse ?

If I had one gripe with the movie, is that the Corey storyline felt like it was trying to tell the story of two movies in one; same gripe I had with Rise of Skywalker. But it wasn't that big an issue for me.

Then again, Curse was one of my long time favorites in the old sequels, so maybe I'm not the best at judging them /j. I don't know, maybe I'm easy to please; the only slasher movie to genuinely disappoint me this year was the new TCM and Jeepers Creepers.

Anyways, I’m decently satisfied with being Michael and Laurie’s send off; but as John Carpenter said, as long as there’s money to be made, it’s unlikely this’ll be the last Halloween movie altogether.

Danielle Harris expressed interest in coming back to the series, and I wouldn't mind a continuation of the Jamie Lloyd timeline. There's two ways I can see it going.

1. A movie that ignores 5-6, and with an adult Jamie being the focus, and giving Danielle Harris a better send off.

Though on one hand, I don't like the idea of Jamie becoming the next Shape; on the other hand, the kind of story I would give an adult Jamie would be to repetitive of 2018!Laurie's story.

2. This one was a story idea I was working on a couple years back, but a Thorn Trilogy/H20 timeline merger, with Steven Lloyd as the protagonist. Though I don't think it would work as a movie, if I got the chance, I would probably make it novel or something.

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Also, a fun fact also comparing Ends to H20 ? While Jamie Lee Curtis proposed H20 with the intent of killing Michael off, at the time there was a studio claus that prohibited them from definitively killing Michael - the reason we Halloween Resurrection was because of this claus.

One of their original ideas was that Michael in H20 wasn't the real Michael, but an obsessed fanboy who dawned his mask. They scrapped that idea, I think because they didn’t want to piggyback off of Scream, like a lot of late 90′s slashers were doing. I’m guessing this idea was repackaged with Corey Cunningam.

Honestly, if I were to write some kind of Halloween/Scream crossover fic, Corey’s storyline is probably were I’d take it (though I’d probably try to pair Allyson off with Scream 2022′s Sam, cuz I’m shipping trash like that)

#halloween ends #halloween series #michael myers #laurie strode #allyson strode #allyson nelson #corey cunningham #jamie lloyd #halloween twenty years later #halloween resurrection #halloween 2018 #halloween return of michael myers #halloween revenge of michael myers

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