#konig

[ave661]

[konigsblog]

farmer's daughter and the farmhand.

farmhand!könig x afab!reader.

you're the farmer's daughter, a hardworking woman who spends the majority of her day feeding the animals and harvesting the fruits and vegetables. könig spends a lot of time taking care of the animals too, but finds himself getting easily distracted by you.

you tease him so much, walking past him in a short sundress that doesn't do a good job of covering your body. his gaze wanders and becomes perverted, knowing your father would kill him if he was so touchy with his sweet daughter. in your father's eyes, you do no wrong; if anything, it's that awkward and creepy farmhand who can't keep his filthy hands to himself.

könig tries to hold himself back from taking you then and there, with the only thing preventing him being your strict, terrifying, and frustrated father, who is overly protective of his girl. you grin at him playfully, hooking your finger onto the necklace around his nape and dragging him into the barn before pushing him down against the ground, the hay sticking to his jeans.

truth be told, könig isn't experienced when it comes to women. he's usually feared by most for his large size, yet you don't care whatsoever—if anything, you're curious to see more, to see what sounds you can force out of the large male. you giggle at his flustered, bashful reaction when you straddle his broad hips, telling him how your father isn't home and that it's just the two of you together today. fuck, könig would be lying if he said he wasn't achingly hard at the sight of you, his eyes fixated on your soft breasts, his eyes wide with thrill and excitement, and his jaw slack.

you keep him awake at night, with his mind replaying moments where you have touched innocently, your hand brushing against his, fantasising about finally getting into your pretty lace panties and taking you. könig's sturdy chest rises and falls rapidly, pushing his t-shirt up and unfastening his leather belt, his girthy and lengthy dick twitching at your soft and sensual touch. könig heaves and gasps, his eyes wide with shock, his dick throbbing at the sound of your sultry and seductive voice.

you push your panties to the side, sinking down onto his lengthy dick, underestimating how much of a stretch this would be. your breathing is shaky, quiet, and shallow. you whine softly, beginning to bounce onto his weeping shaft, his head thrown back, admiring the way you take his hard, big dick so well. könig's calloused, dirty hands grip your waist, his grasp tight and firm, filling your sticky and sweet wetness with his hung cock, the tightness causing him to growl out and buck his hips skyward into you. your folds are coated in your pearly arousal, coating his shaft in a glimmer of your release, beginning to quicken your pace when you rub your clit in small circles.

your core tightens at the stimulation against your sweet and sensitive nub, and the head of könig's leaking dick rubs against your gummy cervix. you're going to leave him addicted, liebling, to the velvety, smooth texture of your drooling pussy around his lengthy cock. he's humiliated when he comes before you, stuffing your tight cunt with globs of his creamy, milky semen, oozing into your pretty pussy, fucked into your cunt, breathless and delirious.

[gremlingottoosilly]

Slasher!König who’s used to catfishing girls online to lure them in for murder. His next victim is reader, but when she shows up on his doorstep, he can’t physically bring himself to go through with it. Something in him just doesn’t feel right about murdering them like the others. (So he’s gonna keep them in the basement, until he figures those feelings out. :/ )

Konig is having his Meet Cute awakening. Usually, whenever he meets people from dating apps, he is catfishing; they are different from their profile pics and descriptions. They might smoke while rocking out their healthy lifestyle, they might be ugly, might be taller or shorter, or might be completely different people - two can play the catfishing game, after all. It doesn't save them from being killed by Konig, but it does make a difference in whether or not he is torturing them for 12 hours or 13. You're different too. Fucking adorable, that's who you are. He is having a crisis - it's normal to be nervous, for him, it's something he is holding since being a kid. He just never realized that he could make the mistake of falling in love with his victim. You were supposed to be tortured and thrown into his basement after or fed into fertilizer for the garden. Instead, he knocks you out, ruins your clothes, and then feels bad because you're shivering in your sleep, and he gives you his t-shirt. Then the slasher stares at how big his shirt is on you, how pretty you tremble under him, and how gorgeous you look in dim basement light, covered in the blood of his previous victim. You're going to be his downfall. He doesn't know what to do with you, so he kidnaps a random guy going to the nearest gas station. Konig thinks about the way your chest swelled with each breathing moment under his shirt as he guts the guy's insides out. Plunges the knife inside and imagines fucking you until you call him daddy. Cleans himself before going to the basement again, his cock swelling painfully in his pants. He didn't even do anything to you yet. You cry when you see him, and he almost cums in his pants. You're too adorable, cuteness aggression overloading him as he squeezes you in a hug until he can almost hear something cracking. You whimper like a kitten and he presses a kiss to your temple. Then - your forehead, your cheeks, your nose, he licks your face like a dog and you smell like blood and saliva and you gag at the feeling, but he is already halfway pushing his cock past your thighs. He can't hurt you, his everything goes beyond the possibility - but he can't let you go either. At least you're provided with a very warm place in his bed after he can't stand putting you away in the basement. You should be grateful, honestly.

[vanillaberrychills]

Fat cock come out from hiding pls😔

just for you, a little drabble 🤔

cw: toxic relationships, fem reader! x obsessive! pervert! konig, naked bodies, sexual intercourse, mentions of spanking // not proofread

So, your man was a little fucking crazy, the type to hold a knife at you and beg for you to fucking marry him. But you were (regretfully) in love. Every aspect of König's being was fucking insatiable. He made you cry from heartbreak, joy, pure fucking ecstasy while he rammed that fat fucking cock in your deliciously wet cunt.

You didn't deserve his rough hands wrapped around that pretty little throat while he fucked you from behind, faced toward the mirror. Made a point of forcing you to keep eye contact while you cried and gasped to cum, mewling like his very own little cum slut. Which, let's be honest, you were. You were his filthy little secret he could cry into the breasts of. Let him cum in you because he's sooo sad and sooo horny. And you felt bad, his job was hard, hard enough where he couldn't help but come home in blood, even if it meant scaring you. No chance he actually enjoyed seeing your fearful expression while he tainted your "pure hands" with his blood tainted one.

Sure, he was a filthy fucking pervert, can still freshly recall the many, many times you've seen him huffing your panties, fisting his throbbing cock against it while his cock dripped sticky precum right through the threads. Such a shameless, filthy fucking bastard. Looking up at you, groaning out some words, "Look schatz. Look what you did? Why don't you get on your knees and fix it? Make daddy feel good."

And you would. Never were a smart lass, especially with König, who knew at least 300 different ways to fuck you stupid. So insecure and jealous, of literally any other person showing interest in you. Promised he'd kill everyone who ever posed a threat to your love while he was balls deep in your womb. Did you hear? Of course not! Not with the sounds of his balls slapping against your ass with each asynchronous thrust.

You really should break up with him, find someone better, gentler, sweeter. Though, when it came down to it, he was that guy. Bought you teddy bears when he fucked you too rough, chocolates for every bruise and bite mark he left on you. Scratching that point behind his ears and grumbling about how he "couldn't control himself around you".

He's a feral fucking monster, a nightmare of a man..but he's yours. Pays the bills, keeps you fed, sometimes even makes you feel safe. So what's the harm in a bat shit crazy bastard of a husband? Especially when he pops a fat rock of a ring. Those baby blues accentuated by the narrowing of his pupils. Had you right where he wanted you, didn't he?

[yawnderu]

Hello! New to your blog, Can I request a König x Bimbo!Reader?

König is... something else entirely when it comes to dating a bimbo!reader. There's something extremely amusing at seeing the behemoth of a man with a pretty little thing clinging to his lean arm, your perfect body clad in pink, revealing clothes that leave little to nothing to the imagination, shamelessly making König be a living definition of “my girl can wear whatever she wants, I can fight”.

To say that he's obsessed with you wouldn't be exactly accurate. König is more than obsessed— he would cling to you like a tick and infect you with his love if he could, yet he instead shows off his feelings with expensive presents. Lingerie, dresses, heels, makeup, skincare... you name it. He makes good money and has been saving up since he was a scrawny seventeen-year-old in the military— and what's the point of having so much money if not by spending it on his lovely, pretty girlfriend?

“Shh, quiet.” König's calm whisper goes in one ear and out the other, unable to hide the small, muffled whimpers leaving your lips as his rough hands sneak past your thighs, grabbing a handful of the fat on your ass and squeezing it harshly— not enough to hurt you, but enough for you to feel the callouses on his hands digging into your soft skin, his hard, clothed cock rubbing between your plump cheeks, the thin curtain on the changing room barely managing to hide what's going on inside.

“Please, baby...?” Your soft whimper only makes his cock throb, blue eyes watching your reflection on the mirror— hair slightly messy, your glossy lips leaving faint marks of pink on the finger you're biting to prevent the moans from escaping, and the tiny beads of sweat starting to build on your forehead.

Despite how much the pleading look you shoot him stirs something within him, he hesitantly lets go of your ass, adjusting himself on his pants to try and hide the boner he got just from groping you in less than a minute. Of course, little to nothing could hide the 22 centimeters of veiny, leaking cock, planting a soft kiss on the back of your neck before leaving the changing room.

You stare back at your reflection for a few seconds, looking to calm your fast-beating heart before you start to retouch your makeup, knowing you'll get rewarded back at home— or in the car, judging by the dilated pupils meeting your gaze the moment you come out of the changing room.

[latenightdaydreams]

Dom König Head Canons

MDNI🔞

Sub König here!

For more click here! . .

Dom König

Soft dom

Loves a bratty sub

Will talk through consent agreements and safe words before kink play

Wants to be called “sir” or even his rank

Likes for you to wear some type of animal ears; cat, cow, dog, etc…

A collar around your neck with a little engraved tag

“Property of König”

Makes you crawl to him

Bow down and kiss and lick his shoes as his blue eyes watch you carefully

Loves to see you kiss and suck his cock through the fabric of his pants

Your saliva soaking into the fabric where he can start to feel it on his cock

He just wants to see how desperate you are for him

 Likes to make you beg for his cock

Slaps your face with his cock

“Pout,” he says as he slaps himself on your puffy lips.

Will cock warm in your throat

Keeping you on your knees in front of him he slowly lowers your head on his cock

Your hands tied behind you back so he gets to set the pace

Gagging as he finally pushes your nose to nuzzle into his blonde pubes

Keeps you there until he cums down your throat, and he expects you to swallow like a good little sub

He doesn’t like to punish you, but he will, especially if you’re a bratty sub

Will bend you over his lap and spank your ass while making you say thank you after ever hit

Same for breast

He will stand you in front of him and smack your breast until they’re red and sore

“Will you behave now?”

“Yes Sir.”

*Slap* “I didn’t hear you Maus, louder for me.”

“YES SIR!”

One thing he learned in the military was how to tie a good knot…

Will turn you into his little rope bunny

Just admiring the way your body looks tied up with red rope

Your breast changing color from the tight ropes making his cock ache

Will use a cattle prod on your ass if you’re bent over

He loves to see you jump with every shock

Never over does it, he doesn’t want to hurt you

When fucking you aren’t allowed to cum without permission

You have to beg for your release

“Does baby want to cum?”

“Yes Sir…please.”

“Please what?”

“Please let me cum.”

“No.”

Edging king

Also, after care king

Will kiss you all over and tell you how amazing you were

Makes sure you’re okay and he didn’t take things too far

Cleans you up himself, always making sure you have comfortable pajamas to change into

Snuggles you on the bed and praises you some more

He will always have your favorite snack on hand and ready to watch your favorite show

Buys gifts to let you know how thankful he is that you give him your trust and allow him the pleasure of being your dom

[smallerthan3]

GUYS??? I DREW THIS????? WHAT????

hier kommt die sonne

[barelyprincess]

Boxer!könig who'll push away his experience as a boxer just to be with you. He'll forget about his knowledge in fighting and will hug you tight to his chest, his huge biceps and broad shoulder covering you completely.

He will turn into a big baby, hungry for attention and affection :))

[kathy-ifnt]

It’s a trend ok? 🥲

PATREON | TWITTER

[thevirginslvt]

dw guys he just tripped

[ghouljams]

I fucking love seeing people write these men being clicker trained! Like the dogs they are!

Next we need to start Pavlov Dogging them!

I still need to write that Oneshot and its sequel where Ghost gets Pavloved by his Partner and the different perfumes they wear. One floral scent they wear is for when they have sex. Ghost walks by a floral shop smells a certain flower and gets hard.

He returns the favor tenfold though because it’s only fair.

Yeah Pavlov those boys. Here's what I think the various COD boys get pavloved with, specifically in the cowboy au:

Ghost: Can't come unless he is told he's a good boy.

Price: (cowboy au specific) hospital soap... If Duck had to scrub in he knows he can fuck the stress outta her as hard as he wants. But I think it's easy to get him pavloved to scents.

Soap: Getting yelled <3

Gaz: baby talk, you mention kids and he's ready to go.

Konig: also getting yelled at :)

[konigsblog]

size kink with könig.

tw/cw: reader described as petite, size difference, suze kink, perv!könig, blowjob, masturbation, smut. MDNI 18+

it shouldn't be a surprise to anyone that könig has a size kink.

he enjoys manhandling a little thing like you into various different positions, tying you up with rope and taking pictures of your gorgeous body, before splitting you open, you slick folds coated in your own pearly arousal.

könig takes pride in fucking you wherever and whenever he pleases. he won't hesitate to bend you over, to spank your tight rear teasingly, and have you his way. he'll push you against the wall, rutting into your tight pussy ‘til it's swollen and sore, with your eyes glistening at the burning stretch inside of your tight warmth.

könig pleads with you to allow him to record while you're sucking him off. his breathing is laborious and heavy, with his chest rising and falling uncontrollably. his lengthy cock weeps, watching you struggle to fit him in your mouth, his girthy dick twitching in your soft hands. it's not a surprise that most struggle to suck him off considering the sheer size of him—how girthy and lengthy he is.

you look cockdrunk, barely unable to keep your eyelids open with your eyes glistening, tears running down your cheeks and making a humiliating mess of yourself. :(

[gremlingottoosilly]

Bimbo!Reader who starts to fake date Loser König just to get the weirder men off her back, besides he's big, intimidating and strong too, he'll probably scare off anyone

Using Konig as your scary dog privilege was easy. He lives off scraps of your affection, never quite caring enough that you wouldn't give him the time of day if he wasn't so damn scary. He is a good boy, a polite and obedient boy - always coming if he is in town and you're bored, always bringing you something nice. He is tall and buff, has a body that looks pretty damn nice in compression shirts and loose pants. You pat his muscles and press little kisses to his biceps whenever you two are going to the gym together - you wanted him to scare away the creeps who stare at your ass whenever you do squats, and he just wanted to spend time with you doing something he likes. Hanging out with him is kinda nice - he would pay for your gym membership and only ask for occasional selfies if you're coming while he is on deployment, and he always has some advice if you want to improve your form, He is getting very flustered whenever you bend over in front of him, but at least you know he is harmless. Sick and obsessive kind of harmless, but your empty head doesn't really see the difference. You don't even notice the way he possessively wraps his hand around your waist whenever there is another guy around or how your panties and sports bras keep getting lost. Your head is too damn empty for your own good. You laugh when he asks if you want to sleep with him - you allow him to root into your thighs as you watch tiktoks or reels and then ask him if you should paint your nails pink or purple. He is too busy trying to git his cock between your soft thighs without cumming first few seconds. You hug him when he gives you thighs, and you're just dumb enough not to notice an obvious erection poking at your thigh. He is harmless, like a big dog that just learned how to bite everyone besides you - and you appreciate every second of having him around. You say that he is your boyfriend whenever your friends talk to you, and everyone is surprised - but you'd always act just a little bit mad that no one believes you...hey, he is literally your soulmate for real!! Konig dies a little every time you call him that, even as you laugh at the possibility of actually seriously dating the guy. But don't worry, he already bought the rings.

[certifiedcodbabygirl]

To Whisper Your Name pt.1

Konig x Reader Roman Goddess AU

Warnings: Violence ( minor character deaths), Roman deity inaccuracies, history inaccuracies, talks of SA 

Reader is loosely based on the Roman Goddess Felicitas (Goddess of good fortune and luck)

It is not rare for minor gods/ goddesses to go unthought of. Some rise to fame as others are forgotten. Not many remember the deities of flowers, trees, or other smaller things. They remember Jupiter, Neptune, Venus. The greats, the Gods. Smaller gods go about their lives enjoying the few who do remember them. The small alters the mortals create for them, adorned with what is associated with said deity. They get offerings, praise, songs sung in their name.

Others are forgotten. Some deities share common rulings and the more famous deity gets the praise. They get the offerings, the songs, the alters. They get the memories. The smaller deity is left to watch humanity progress, knowing they are nothing to them but a passing face. Some grow depressed, heartbroken to be forgotten. Some grow mad, killing those who pray to the more famous deity. Most are unhappy or indifferent. They are too out of touch with humanity, differences between God and mortals being too many to connect with one another. 

Despite all, you connect. The goddess of good fortune and luck, or as I should say, the small goddess of good fortune and luck. Throughout time, as you were forgotten and Fortuna rose to fame, you assimilated with the mortals. The fascination overtaking the grief pushed you to live among them. You aren’t well known among your village, just a simple face that passes by occasionally. Your home resides along the lake, a small and hidden house, property of an old man you met years before. You became like family to him, knowing who you are, he did his research. He offered you home, community, he offered you the human experience. 

It was a quiet life, predictable, quaint. You go to the fishing grounds, bless the unsuspecting fishermen. You do the same to the cloth weavers, the doctors, the children playing. None may know, but fortune is on their side. It was a simple existence, a comfortable one. 

A change happened at nightfall. Taking a late night walk was common, having no need for sleep. You’d walk a few miles, stay in a tree, maybe take a swim, then head back to your home. Tonight was no different. You opted to stay in a tree in a nearby forest, taking in the night sky, constellations seeming to taunt you with an unknown reason. Memories of when you were among the other deities fill your mind, a bittersweet taste left in your mind. Shouting and the crunching of twigs below rip you from your thoughts, whimpers from women below causing the hair on your arms to stand up.

Below, you see a small group of women with their arms shackled to a long chain. There are 2 men, daggers glinting in the moonlight. There’s no torch, no lantern, to light their way. It’s clear they are trying to be unseen, to steal these women. They adorn Roman clothing, as do the women, and seem to be heading away from the village. 

“Please I’m begging you, I have children! They have no father and no one to look for them” A woman begs shakily.

“Then we will be back for them. I know someone who would pay bronze for youth like them” A man cackles and shoves the woman for her noise.

“Oh Gods, Please save us, if you can hear me” A woman whispers, kissing her hands and raising them to the sky.

Her voice is so broken, as if she's unable to conjure hope. Heart aching for these women but unable to physically intervene, you bless them.

“Luck be upon you” Falls from your lips in the form of a whisper.

As they are almost gone, a branch snapping catches the men's attention. Heads whipping in the direction of the noise was their first mistake. A soldier in Roman attire sneaks behind the leading man, dagger cutting through his throat as if it were simply fat. 

The other three men turn and draw their weapons, preparing for attack. Their stance resembles that of a cornered, angry cat. One other soldier emerges from the dark. His towering frame, only being able to be described as a giant, unsheathed his sword from his holster. The glare from the moonlight shining off his sword gives an eerie and unsettling feeling in an already disturbing situation. 

“Give in and come willingly, or face the same fate as your foolish leader” His voice is higher pitched than expected, yet still effectively intimidating. His accent is foreign, sounding from the north. 

Ignorance clearly being their strong suit, the smugglers charge at the giant, only to be met immediately with a blade. The first one falls and seconds later, the other one is ripped through, practically in half, blood spilling like a never ending prayer. The men are ripped through like a tarp, eyes widening and dulling over.

 The last man remaining drops his weapon, falling to his knees like a worshiper to their God. The giant stalks towards him, gripping his hair and tilting him back. You can feel the fear radiating off of the smaller man's body, most likely praying to the gods as the women they stole did. 

“Your incompetence fails you. What were you planning for them?” He demands, gesturing to the women. They cower under the man's gaze.

The man remains silent, his mouth gaping like a fish, in search of words.

“Have mercy, please!” He begs, tears seeming to form.

The giant chuckles in an unamused manner, “Were you to have mercy on them? The gods have turned their backs on you. Now I will ask you again” He grips tighter, voice low and in a low growl, “What. Were. You. Planning? Who is your superior?”

The man refuses to answer and is swiftly met with a blade, as he serves no purpose. The giant and his partner turn their attention to the women, moving to remove their shackles. The women seem more frightened of them than they did the men that stole them. Perhaps it's because these men are soldiers, making it easy for them to be overpowered. 

“Where are you from?” The giant asks a woman as he removes the shackles. The woman says she was visiting her family in a nearby village when the men came. The other women say something similar.

“It seems they had a type. Easily able to make them disappear if they only have a couple connections in a different village.” The other man states, the giant nodding. 

They move the women to the same town you live in, keeping them in a new location until they find the leader of whatever ring they were getting sold into. You climb down the tree and quietly follow behind. The women are escorted to a separate cluster home and the men head to what seems to be a military station building.

Before the giant walks into the building, he looks behind him out of habit and spots you already looking at him. You quickly turn and walk away, not trying to attract unwanted attention. You make it to the lake before you hear a twig snap, someone being with you. Knowing who it is, you don't even bother to turn around, staying still. 

“Why did you run?” He asked in an accusatory tone, walking up to you. His frame towers over you, his shadow overtaking yours. You turn towards him, finally meeting his eyes. His face is covered in a cloth, his eyes being the only exposed area. His gaze is stern, like that of a king. 

“I've never seen a soldier like you before” you lie seamlessly, appearing innocent, “When you saw me, I worried I would possibly provoke you. Some soldiers around here hate when we stare”

He looks down at you, head slightly tilting. In mock or curiosity, you can't tell. There’s a long pause of silence, neither of you moving.

“Sir?” You ask quietly, “May I go back home now? I fear it will worry my family if I am out too late”

“You will meet me in the town square tomorrow at dusk,” He states, turning to walk away, “I will find you if you fail to come. Do not make that mistake, flos”

[bigguyenthusiast]

COD P★ LINKS

Yawll……dis is horny… so like fair warning

John price

Price tying you up after he catches you disobeying him by touching yourself :(

Overstimulation with John <3

Price eating you out after a loooooong mission

More price eating pussy (the guy LITERALLY looks like him or am I tripping)

Since you like using them so much, this shouldn’t be a punishment for you, correct ?

John getting you to ride his thigh

Theres a reason why they’re his favourite

Kyle Garrick

Gaz after ruthlessly fucking you for three hours ;3

What you get for flaunting yourself in front of his mates :(

Lazy night in with gaz

Shhh don’t want anyone to hear you

Late night humping with your clingy boyfriend

Roommate! Gaz getting tired of your horny whining

Simon Riley

Just a quick reminder of where you belong

Quick polishing’

A goodbye gift

A welcome home gift

Roommate! Ghost pounding you till you wake up :(

Owner! Ghost with his lil pup

Little film for later

Gettin’ crafty

John McTavish

Riding him until he’s dumb <3

Mornin sex with Johnny boy

Self restrain

Virgin! Johnny

Just his doll

Convincing your friend, Johnny to join your live 🫣

König

Hes just too big you needed a photo for confirmation

Need your colonel to reach you a lesson?

Just a quickie before he leaves for work

Quickie part 2

Good girls beg

[sweetiecutie]

Husband! König is very happy that your parents decide to finally come over to your house for a week to spend Christmas and New Year with you two. König does genuinely enjoy their company - they’re his family now after all, not only by law but by feelings that connect you all.

But there’s a little but. Husband! König just can’t help but feel frustrated at the lack of intimacy between you two these past days. Not only have you been occupied with holiday preparations, shortening the usual amount of attention you gave him, but constant presence of both your parents around the house meant nearly to no sex. From fucking you whenever and wherever he pleased, König now had to settle for a quick hand- or blowjob from you in a bathroom before going back to your parents, all broad smiles and innocence in your eyes.

Husband! König who clenches his chiseled jaw, throwing his head back so it hits the wall behind with a soft ‘thud’ as he tries his absolute hardest to bite back all the moans and groans threatening to slip off his tongue. You coo sweet apologies to him as your hand fists his leaking cock before the warmth of your mouth wraps around thick shaft, sinking down on it until your nose is buried into small bush of dark blonde hair on König’s pubic.

König can barely stay upright, the lack of any sexual interaction between you two in these past days making him even more sensitive. A string of hissed curses falling from bitten lips as your throat moulded to the shape of his dick, clenching down on him as you bob your head up and down, fucking the cum out of your husband with your mouth.

Husband! König who doesn’t last for long, soon flooding your throat with his thick pearly cum, making you gag and cough around his softening dick. You slip your mouth off his dick, tucking it back into his boxers and pressing a small kiss right under his bellybutton, practically making König melt in your arms. “I’m sorry baby, I promise that I’ll make up to you once they leave” you whisper, pressing another quick kiss to his tummy before standing up and exiting the bathroom, leaving your hubby all hot and bothered still>:[

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