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#๐Ÿ“• anon fics
chikaras-garden ยท 10 months
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what are your favourite fics currently? Fic recs?
Honestly getting this question is a massive compliment (because you trust my taste?? mine??) and I'm going to try to do as much justice as possible.
Not a comprehensive list, just some recent loves, ongoing faves, and fics I go back to again and again. Most include smut because porn with plot is my fave. If you're looking for a specific trope/kink/character, let me know and I'll go through my tags and ao3 for you!
I'm sorry if this is a little messy!
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Help Me Help You from @tetzoro's kinktober
@uc1wa's entire frat boy universe, but especially Dick and Roy
How to Disappear by @pluvialpoet
Saying We're Just Friends by @idyllcy
Mania by Erea (Ao3)
@xxgoblin-dumplingxx's gaslamp and weird kid AUs
Haikyuu
Dusk til Dawn by @mrs-kurooo
Starboy by @heavenlyakin
The White Knight by @doingitforbokuto
Cross Check by @kagelun
Bad Day, Good Day (not x reader) by MoraMew (Ao3)
Resident Evil
Hoist the Colours by @daydreamrot
Misc.
Size Difference (ft. Joel Miller) by @some-insomniac-writes
Faulty Test (ft. an incredible android OC) by @2kmps
Chiaroscuro (ft. vampire!Benedict Bridgerton) by @eleanor-bradstreet
Go with the Man to the Mountaintop (ft. Cullen Rutherford) by fereldenpeach (Ao3)
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crazylittlejester ยท 1 month
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YOOO ITS MEWING ANON AND YOU POSTED MANDERIN WARS ANON FIC COOL DUDE THAT IS SO SIGMA (I canโ€™t fucking spell) when I saw that the fic took 5 months it reminded me of that super sigma fic rq I sent you (the one thatโ€™s gonna take like four whole Zelda game development cycles to make but YOU ARE AWSOME FOR SAYING YOU WILL. anyways I am glad that ask is between you me and GOD if literally anyone else had seen that Iโ€™d be like ๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿฅฒโ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ™ƒ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿคช๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿง๐Ÿค“๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿฅธ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†•๏ธ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†”๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ™โ˜น๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿฅถ๐Ÿ˜ถโ€๐ŸŒซ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค”๐Ÿซฃ๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿซข๐Ÿซก๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿซ ๐Ÿคฅ๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿซฅ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿซค๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿซจ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿฅฑ๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅด๐Ÿคข๐Ÿคฎ๐Ÿคง๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค•๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿค ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘บ๐Ÿคก๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ’€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿค–๐ŸŽƒ๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ˜น๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ผ๐Ÿ˜ฝ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ˜ฟ๐Ÿ˜พ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿค๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘ŠโœŠ๐Ÿป๐Ÿค›๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿซท๐Ÿป๐Ÿซธ๐ŸคžโœŒ๏ธ๐Ÿซฐ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿ‘Œ๐ŸคŒ๐Ÿค๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿซด๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿ‘‡โ˜๏ธโœ‹๐Ÿคš๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿค™๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฆพ๐Ÿ–•โœ๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿซต๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿฆฟ๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿซฆ๐Ÿฆท๐Ÿ‘…๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿฆป๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿ‘ฃ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿซ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿง ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ‘ฅ๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿง’๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿปโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฑ๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿง”โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง”๐Ÿง”โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ต๐Ÿง“๐Ÿ‘ด๐Ÿ‘ฒ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ณ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง•๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฎ๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ท๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿปโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿง‘โ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฐโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฐ๐Ÿ‘ฐโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคต๐Ÿคตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿซ…๐Ÿคด๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฆธ๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฆนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฆน๐Ÿฆนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคถ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŽ…๐Ÿง™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง™๐Ÿง™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸงŒ๐Ÿง›โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง›๐Ÿง›โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸงŸ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงž๐Ÿงžโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงœโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงœ๐Ÿงœโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿงšโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ผ๐Ÿคฐ๐Ÿซ„๐Ÿซƒ๐Ÿคฑ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿป๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿคทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™Ž๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’‡๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’†๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง–โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง–๐Ÿง–โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ•บ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฏ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ•ด๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฝโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฝโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฝโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆผโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆผโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆผโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšถ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™€๏ธโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฏโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฏโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฏโ€โžก๏ธ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸงŽ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™‚๏ธโ€โžก๏ธ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™€๏ธโ€โžก๏ธ๐ŸงŽโ€โžก๏ธ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™‚๏ธโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ซ๐Ÿ‘ญ๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ’‘๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿชข๐Ÿงถ๐Ÿงต๐Ÿชก๐Ÿงฅ๐Ÿฅผ๐Ÿฆบ๐Ÿ‘š๐Ÿ‘•๐Ÿ‘–๐Ÿฉฒ๐Ÿฉณ๐Ÿ‘”๐Ÿ‘—๐Ÿ‘™๐Ÿฉฑ๐Ÿ‘˜๐Ÿฅป๐Ÿฉด๐Ÿฅฟ๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ‘ก๐Ÿ‘ข๐Ÿ‘ž๐Ÿ‘Ÿ๐Ÿฅพ๐Ÿงฆ๐Ÿงค๐Ÿงฃ๐Ÿ‘Ÿ๐Ÿฅพ๐Ÿงฆ๐Ÿงค๐Ÿงฃ๐ŸŽฉ๐Ÿงข๐Ÿ‘’๐ŸŽ“โ›‘๏ธ๐Ÿช–๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘›๐Ÿ‘œ๐Ÿ’ผ๐ŸŽ’๐Ÿงณ๐Ÿ‘“๐Ÿ•ถ๏ธ๐Ÿฅฝ๐ŸŒ‚๐Ÿถ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿน๐Ÿฐ๐ŸฆŠ๐Ÿป๐Ÿผ๐Ÿปโ€โ„๏ธ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿท๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿต๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™‰๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ”๐Ÿง๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿชฟ๐Ÿฆ†๐Ÿฆโ€โฌ›๐Ÿฆ…๐Ÿฆ‰๐Ÿฆ‡๐Ÿบ๐Ÿ—๐Ÿด๐Ÿฆ„๐ŸซŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿชฑ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฆ‹๐ŸŒ๐Ÿž๐Ÿœ๐Ÿชฐ๐Ÿชฒ๐Ÿชณ๐ŸฆŸ๐Ÿฆ—๐Ÿ•ท๏ธ๐Ÿ•ธ๏ธ๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿข๐Ÿ๐ŸฆŽ๐Ÿฆ–๐Ÿฆ•๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿชผ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿก๐Ÿ ๐ŸŸ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿฆˆ๐Ÿฆญ๐ŸŠ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฆ“๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆง๐Ÿฆฃ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฆ›๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ’๐Ÿฆ˜๐Ÿฆฌ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ„๐Ÿซ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฆ™๐Ÿ๐ŸฆŒ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿฆฎ๐Ÿ•โ€๐Ÿฆบ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿˆโ€โฌ›๐Ÿชถ๐Ÿชฝ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿฆƒ๐Ÿฆค๐Ÿฆš๐Ÿฆœ๐Ÿฆข๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆจ๐Ÿฆซ๐Ÿฆก๐Ÿฆฆ๐Ÿฆซ๐Ÿฆฅ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿฟ๏ธ๐Ÿฆ”๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฆโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐ŸŒต๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŒณ๐ŸŒด๐Ÿชต๐ŸŒฑ๐ŸŒฟโ˜˜๏ธ๐Ÿ€๐ŸŽ๐Ÿชด๐ŸŽ‹๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ๐Ÿชบ๐Ÿชน๐Ÿ„๐Ÿ„โ€๐ŸŸซ๐Ÿš๐Ÿชธ๐Ÿชจ๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ’๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒน๐Ÿฅ€๐Ÿชป๐Ÿชท๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒž๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ›๐ŸŒœ๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒ•๐ŸŒ–๐ŸŒ—๐ŸŒ˜๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ“๐ŸŒ’๐ŸŒ”๐ŸŒ™๐ŸŒŽ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿช๐Ÿ’ซโญ๏ธ๐ŸŒŸโœจโšก๏ธโ˜„๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐ŸŒช๏ธ๐ŸŒˆโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒค๏ธโ›…๏ธ๐ŸŒฅ๏ธโ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒฆ๏ธ๐ŸŒง๏ธโ›ˆ๏ธ๐ŸŒฉ๏ธ๐ŸŒจ๏ธโ„๏ธโ˜ƒ๏ธโ›„๏ธ๐ŸŒฌ๏ธ๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ’ง๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿซงโ˜”๏ธโ˜‚๏ธ๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒซ๏ธ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐ŸŠ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿ‹โ€๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿ“๐Ÿซ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฅญ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฅฅ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฅ‘๐Ÿซ›๐Ÿฅฆ๐Ÿฅฌ๐Ÿฅ’๐ŸŒถ๏ธ๐Ÿซ‘๐ŸŒฝ๐Ÿฅ•๐Ÿซ’๐Ÿง„๐Ÿง…๐Ÿฅ”๐Ÿ ๐Ÿซš๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅฏ๐Ÿž๐Ÿฅ–๐Ÿฅจ๐Ÿง€๐Ÿฅš๐Ÿณ๐Ÿงˆ๐Ÿฅž๐Ÿง‡๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿฅฉ๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ–๐Ÿฆด๐ŸŒญ๐Ÿ”๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿซ“๐Ÿฅช๐Ÿฅ™๐Ÿง†๐ŸŒฎ๐ŸŒฏ๐Ÿซ”๐Ÿฅ—๐Ÿฅ˜๐Ÿซ•๐Ÿฅซ๐Ÿซ™๐Ÿ๐Ÿœ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿฑ๐ŸฅŸ๐Ÿฆช๐Ÿค๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ ๐Ÿฅฎ๐Ÿข๐Ÿก๐Ÿง๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฅง๐Ÿง๐Ÿฐ๐ŸŽ‚๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐ŸŒฐ๐Ÿฅœ๐Ÿซ˜๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฅ›๐Ÿซ—๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซ–โ˜•๏ธ๐Ÿต๐Ÿงƒ๐Ÿฅค๐Ÿง‹๐Ÿถ๐Ÿบ๐Ÿป๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿท๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿน๐Ÿง‰๐Ÿพ๐ŸงŠ๐Ÿฅ„๐Ÿด๐Ÿฝ๏ธ๐Ÿฅฃ๐Ÿฅก๐Ÿฅข๐Ÿง‚โšฝ๏ธ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿˆโšพ๏ธ๐ŸฅŽ๐ŸŽพ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŽฑ๐Ÿช€๐Ÿ“๐Ÿธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿชƒ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฅ…โ›ณ๏ธ๐Ÿช๐Ÿ›๐Ÿน๐ŸŽฃ๐Ÿคฟ๐ŸฅŠ๐Ÿฅ‹๐ŸŽฝ๐Ÿ›น๐Ÿ›ผ๐Ÿ›ทโ›ธ๏ธ๐ŸฅŒ๐ŸŽฟโ›ท๏ธ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿช‚๐Ÿ‹๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‹๏ธ๐Ÿ‹๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคผ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคธ๐Ÿคธโ€โ™‚๏ธโ›น๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธโ›น๏ธโ›น๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคบ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคพ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŒ๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒ๏ธ๐ŸŒ๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ„โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿ„โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŠโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŠ๐ŸŠโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšฃ๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง—โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง—๐Ÿง—โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšต๐Ÿšตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšดโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšด๐Ÿšดโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฅ‡๐Ÿฅˆ๐Ÿฅ‰๐Ÿ…๐ŸŽ–๏ธ๐Ÿต๏ธ๐ŸŽ—๏ธ๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽŸ๏ธ๐ŸŽช๐Ÿคนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคน๐Ÿคนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŽญ๐Ÿฉฐ๐ŸŽจ๐ŸŽฌ๐ŸŽค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿช‡๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽง๐Ÿช˜๐ŸŽท๐ŸŽบ๐Ÿช—๐ŸŽธโ™Ÿ๏ธ๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿชˆ๐ŸŽป๐Ÿช•๐Ÿงฉ๐ŸŽฐ๐ŸŽฎ๐ŸŽณ๐ŸŽฏ๐Ÿš—๐Ÿš•๐Ÿš™๐ŸšŒ๐ŸšŽ๐ŸŽ๏ธ๐Ÿš“๐Ÿš‘๐Ÿš’๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›ป๐Ÿšš๐Ÿš›๐Ÿšœ๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿšฒ๐Ÿ›ด๐Ÿฉผ๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿ›ต๐Ÿ๏ธ๐Ÿ›บ๐Ÿ›ž๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿš”๐Ÿš๐Ÿš˜๐Ÿš–๐Ÿšก๐Ÿš ๐ŸšŸ๐Ÿšƒ๐Ÿš‹๐Ÿšž๐Ÿš๐Ÿš„๐Ÿš…๐Ÿšˆ๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš†๐Ÿš‡๐ŸšŠ๐Ÿš‰โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ซ๐Ÿ›ฌ๐Ÿ›ฉ๏ธ๐Ÿ’บ๐Ÿ›ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ›ธ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›ถโ›ต๏ธ๐Ÿšค๐Ÿ›ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ณ๏ธโ›ด๏ธ๐Ÿšข๐Ÿ›Ÿโš“๏ธ๐Ÿชโ›ฝ๏ธ๐Ÿšง๐Ÿšฆ๐Ÿšฅ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ—บ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿ—ฝ๐Ÿ—ผ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฏ๐ŸŸ๏ธ๐ŸŽก๐ŸŽข๐ŸŽ โ›ฒ๏ธโ›ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ๏ธ๐Ÿœ๏ธ๐ŸŒ‹โ›ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ”๏ธ๐Ÿ—ป๐Ÿ•๏ธโ›บ๏ธ๐Ÿ›–๐Ÿ ๐Ÿก๐Ÿ˜๏ธ๐Ÿš๏ธ๐Ÿ—๏ธ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿข๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿ’’๐Ÿ›๏ธโ›ช๏ธ๐Ÿ•Œ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ›•๐Ÿ•‹โ›ฉ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ค๏ธ๐Ÿ›ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ—พ๐ŸŽ‘๐Ÿž๏ธ๐ŸŒ…๐ŸŒ„๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŽ‡๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŒ‡๐ŸŒ†๐Ÿ™๏ธ๐ŸŒƒ๐ŸŒŒ๐ŸŒ‰๐ŸŒโŒš๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฑ๐Ÿ“ฒ๐Ÿ’ปโŒจ๏ธ๐Ÿ–ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿ–จ๏ธ๐Ÿ–ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ–ฒ๏ธ๐Ÿ•น๏ธ๐Ÿ—œ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฝ๐Ÿ’พ๐Ÿ’ฟ๐Ÿ“€๐Ÿ“ผ๐Ÿ“ท๐Ÿ“ธ๐Ÿ“น๐ŸŽฅ๐Ÿ“ฝ๏ธ๐ŸŽž๏ธ๐Ÿ“žโ˜Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ“Ÿ๐Ÿ“ ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“ป๐ŸŽ™๏ธ๐ŸŽš๏ธ๐ŸŽ›๏ธ๐Ÿงญโฑ๏ธโฒ๏ธโฐ๐Ÿ•ฐ๏ธโŒ›๏ธโณ๐Ÿ“ก๐Ÿ”‹๐Ÿชซ๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ’ก๐Ÿ”ฆ๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ๐Ÿช”๐Ÿงฏ๐Ÿ›ข๏ธ๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ’ต๐Ÿ’ด๐Ÿ’ถ๐Ÿ’ท๐Ÿช™๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿ’ณ๐Ÿชช๐Ÿ’Žโš–๏ธ๐Ÿชœ๐Ÿงฐ๐Ÿช›๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ”จโš’๏ธ๐Ÿ› ๏ธโ›๏ธ๐Ÿชš๐Ÿ”ฉโš™๏ธ๐Ÿชค๐Ÿงฑโ›“๏ธโ›“๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿงฒ๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿงจ๐Ÿช“๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿ—ก๏ธโš”๏ธ๐Ÿ›ก๏ธ๐Ÿšฌโšฐ๏ธ๐Ÿชฆโšฑ๏ธ๐Ÿบ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿชฌ๐Ÿ’ˆโš—๏ธ๐Ÿ”ญ๐Ÿ’Š๐Ÿ’‰๐Ÿฉธ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿฆ ๐Ÿงซ๐Ÿงช๐ŸŒก๏ธ๐Ÿงน๐Ÿช ๐Ÿงบ๐Ÿงป๐Ÿšฝ๐Ÿšฐ๐Ÿšฟ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›€๐Ÿงผ๐Ÿชฅ๐Ÿช’๐Ÿชฎ๐Ÿงฝ๐Ÿชฃ๐Ÿงด๐Ÿ›Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ”‘๐Ÿ—๏ธ๐Ÿšช๐Ÿช‘๐Ÿ›‹๏ธ๐Ÿ–ผ๏ธ๐Ÿช†๐Ÿงธ๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿ›๏ธ๐Ÿชž๐ŸชŸ๐Ÿ›๏ธ๐Ÿ›’๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽˆ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ€๐Ÿช„๐Ÿช…๐ŸŽŠ๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽŽ๐Ÿชญ๐Ÿฎ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿชฉโœ‰๏ธโœ‰๏ธ๐Ÿงง๐Ÿ“ฉ๐Ÿ“จ๐Ÿ“ง๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ“ฅ๐Ÿ“ค๐Ÿ“ฆ๐Ÿท๏ธ๐Ÿชง๐Ÿ“ช๐Ÿ“ซ๐Ÿ“ฌ๐Ÿ“ญ๐Ÿ“ฎ๐Ÿ“ฏ๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿ“ƒ๐Ÿ“„๐Ÿ“‘๐Ÿงพ๐Ÿ“Š๐Ÿ“ˆ๐Ÿ“‰๐Ÿ—’๏ธ๐Ÿ—“๏ธ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐Ÿ“…๐Ÿ—‘๏ธ๐Ÿ“‡๐Ÿ—ƒ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ณ๏ธ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ๐Ÿ“‹๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“‚๐Ÿ—‚๏ธ๐Ÿ—ž๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฐ๐Ÿ““๐Ÿ“”๐Ÿ“”๐Ÿ“’๐Ÿ“•๐Ÿ“—๐Ÿ“˜๐Ÿ“™๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ”–๐Ÿงท๐Ÿ”—๐Ÿ“Ž๐Ÿ–‡๏ธ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“๐Ÿงฎ๐Ÿ“Œ๐Ÿ“โœ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ–Š๏ธ๐Ÿ–‹๏ธโœ’๏ธ๐Ÿ–Œ๏ธ๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ“โœ๏ธ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”“๐Ÿ”’๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”Ž๐Ÿฉทโค๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿฉถ๐Ÿค๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ’”โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•โฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’Ÿโ˜ฎ๏ธโœ๏ธโ˜ช๏ธ๐Ÿ•‰๏ธโ˜ธ๏ธ๐Ÿชฏโœก๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฏ๐Ÿ•Žโ˜ฏ๏ธโ˜ฆ๏ธ๐Ÿ›โ›Žโ™ˆ๏ธโ™‰๏ธโ™Š๏ธโ™‹๏ธโ™Œ๏ธโ™๏ธโ™Ž๏ธโ™๏ธโ™๏ธโ™‘๏ธโ™’๏ธโ™“๏ธ๐Ÿ†”โš›๏ธ๐Ÿ‰‘โ˜ข๏ธโ˜ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ“ด๐Ÿ“ณ๐Ÿˆถ๐Ÿˆš๏ธ๐Ÿˆธ๐Ÿˆบ๐Ÿˆท๏ธโœด๏ธ๐Ÿ†š๐Ÿ’ฎ๐Ÿ‰ใŠ™๏ธใŠ—๏ธ๐Ÿˆด๐Ÿˆต๐Ÿˆน๐Ÿˆฒ๐Ÿ…ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ†Ž๐Ÿ†‘๐Ÿ…พ๏ธ๐Ÿ†˜โŒโญ•๏ธ๐Ÿ›‘โ›”๏ธ๐Ÿ“›๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ’ขโ™จ๏ธ๐Ÿšท๐Ÿšฏ๐Ÿšณ๐Ÿšฑ๐Ÿ”ž๐Ÿ“ต๐Ÿšญโ—๏ธโ•โ“โ”โ€ผ๏ธโ‰๏ธ๐Ÿ”…๐Ÿ”†ใ€ฝ๏ธโš ๏ธ๐Ÿšธ๐Ÿ”ฑโšœ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฐโ™ป๏ธโœ…๐Ÿˆฏ๏ธ๐Ÿ’นโ‡๏ธโœณ๏ธโŽ๐Ÿ’ ๐ŸŒโ“‚๏ธ๐ŸŒ€๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿง๐Ÿšพโ™ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿ›—๐Ÿˆณ๐Ÿˆ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ›‚๐Ÿ›ƒ๐Ÿ›„๐Ÿ›…๐Ÿ›œ๐Ÿšน๐Ÿšบ๐Ÿšผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’โ€๐Ÿง’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’โ€๐Ÿง’โšง๏ธ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿšฎ๐ŸŽฆ๐Ÿ“ถ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ”ฃโ„น๏ธ๐Ÿ”ค๐Ÿ”ก๐Ÿ” ๐Ÿ†–๐Ÿ†—๐Ÿ†™๐Ÿ†’๐Ÿ†•๐Ÿ†“0๏ธโƒฃ1๏ธโƒฃ2๏ธโƒฃ3๏ธโƒฃ4๏ธโƒฃ5๏ธโƒฃ6๏ธโƒฃ7๏ธโƒฃ8๏ธโƒฃ9๏ธโƒฃ๐Ÿ”Ÿ๐Ÿ”ข#๏ธโƒฃ*๏ธโƒฃโ๏ธโ–ถ๏ธโธ๏ธโฏ๏ธโน๏ธโบ๏ธโญ๏ธโฎ๏ธโฉ๏ธโช๏ธโซ๏ธโฌ๏ธโ—€๏ธ๐Ÿ”ผโ—€๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฝโžก๏ธโฌ…๏ธโฌ†๏ธโฌ‡๏ธโ†—๏ธโ†˜๏ธโ†ฉ๏ธโ†™๏ธโ†–๏ธโ†•๏ธโ†”๏ธโ†ช๏ธโ†ฉ๏ธโคด๏ธโคต๏ธ๐Ÿ”€๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‚๐Ÿ”„๐Ÿ”ƒ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถโž•โž–โž—โœ–๏ธ๐ŸŸฐ๐Ÿ’ฒโ™พ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฒ๐Ÿ’ฑโ„ข๏ธยฉ๏ธ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ‘๏ธโ€๐Ÿ—จ๏ธยฎ๏ธ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ”™๐Ÿ”›๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”œใ€ฐ๏ธโžฐโžฟโœ”๏ธโ˜‘๏ธ๐Ÿ”˜๐Ÿ”ด๐ŸŸ ๐ŸŸก๐ŸŸข๐Ÿ”ต๐ŸŸฃโšซ๏ธโšช๏ธ๐ŸŸค๐Ÿ”บ๐Ÿ”ป๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”น๐Ÿ”ถ๐Ÿ”ท๐Ÿ”ณ๐Ÿ”ฒโ–ช๏ธโ–ซ๏ธโ—พ๏ธโ—ฝ๏ธโ—ผ๏ธโ—ป๏ธ๐ŸŸฅ๐ŸŸง๐ŸŸจ๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŸฆ๐ŸŸชโฌ›๏ธโฌœ๏ธ๐ŸŸซ๐Ÿ”ˆ๐Ÿ”‡๐Ÿ”‰๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ””๐Ÿ”•๐Ÿ“ฃ๐Ÿ“ข๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ—ฏ๏ธโ™ ๏ธโ™ฃ๏ธโ™ฅ๏ธโ™ฆ๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐ŸŽด๐Ÿ€„๏ธ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•‘๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ•“๐Ÿ•”๐Ÿ••๐Ÿ•–๐Ÿ•—๐Ÿ•˜๐Ÿ•™๐Ÿ•š๐Ÿ•š๐Ÿ•›๐Ÿ•œ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•ž๐Ÿ•Ÿ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ•ก๐Ÿ•ข๐Ÿ•ฃ๐Ÿ•ค๐Ÿ•ฅ๐Ÿ•ฆ๐Ÿ•ง๐Ÿณ๏ธ๐Ÿด๐Ÿดโ€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ๐Ÿšฉ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡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grr yknow?
stay sigma!
DID YOU JUST SEND ME EVERY SINGLE EMOJI IN ORDER IM FUCKING CRYING OH MY GOD
i DID post mandarin wars anons fic!! wellโ€ฆ the first chapter at least ๐Ÿ˜ญ I REALLY HOPE THEYโ€™RE ABLE TO SEE IT
and iโ€™ll get to yours at some point donโ€™t worry man, it just may not be a while i have school starting up soon (boooo)
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rainee-da ยท 4 months
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Hey I like your wroting, pls keep up the good work ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿป i was wondering why u use emoji for character sometimes tho
Heyy anon thank you so much! I'm glad you like the fics that I made ๐Ÿ€
I'm not really sure about what you mean by that, but if you're talking about the emoji I put after each character's name, it is indeed intentional and there are interesting reason for it! (at least I think it's interesting lol)
It's gonna be unnecessarily long so read down below if you happen to be interested with this one! (for some reasons)
I'm used to indulge to my fantasy via X (Twitter) a lot, especially since there are many Character X Reader fanarts created by JP's artists being posted on twitter. But in japanese fandom's twitter culture, there are many unspoken rules as to how to tag/title your work for the sake of decluttering/censoring/gatekeeping (idk how to best phrase that lol) and it is especially important to learn it if you want your work to reach to their demographics as well.
As for emojis, many people often used the unofficial fandom's designated emojis to tag their work/tweet/ instead of typing the actual name of the character, this is so they'll not clutter the hastag itself with their artworks/fic. Especially since sometimes there are character with similar names to one character in another fandom / the character's name itself is similar with a certain slang/noun/place.
The best example for this is Epidem from Mashle, since if you put the katakana of his name on twitter search engine you will be directed to a news/threads/tweets that is talking about 'epidemic'. It will be troublesome if someone who doesn't know anything about Mashle ended up finding random fanart about Epidem when they tried to find news related to 'epidemic', right? that's why tagging it with the designated emoji/term for that character will be more preferrable in this case.
If you want to know the designated emoji for each character in Mashle, here are the list of some that I've known;
ADLER DORM
Mash Burnedead = ๐Ÿ„
Finn Ames = ๐Ÿฌ
Lance Crown = ๐Ÿช
Dott Barret = ๐Ÿ’ฅ
Lemon Irvine = ๐Ÿ‹
Rayne Ames = โ˜”
Max Land = ๐ŸŽˆ
LANG DORM
Abel Walker = ๐Ÿช†/๐Ÿงธ
Abyss Razor = ๐ŸŽญ
Wirth Madl = ๐Ÿ•ถ๏ธ
Love Cute = ๐Ÿ’—
Milo Genius = ๐ŸŽ“
Olore Andrew = ๐Ÿฆˆ
Anser Shinri = โš™๏ธ
ORCA DORM
Margarette Macaron = ๐ŸŽผ
Carpaccio Luo-Yang = ๐Ÿฅ
Tron Morceau = ๐ŸŽบ
Cello Morceau = ๐ŸŽป
DIVINE VISIONARY
Ryoh Grantz = โœจ
Orter Madl = โณ
Kaldo Gehenna = ๐Ÿฏ
Renatus Revol = โœ๏ธ
Agito Tyrone = ๐Ÿ‰
Sophina Biblia = ๐Ÿ“•
Tsurara Halestone = โ„๏ธ
WALKIS ACADEMY
Domina Blowelive = ๐Ÿ’ง/๐ŸŒŠ
Levis Rosequartz = ๐Ÿงฒ
Lovie Rosequartz = โšก
Charles Contini = ๐Ÿ“ž
Galuf Gargaron = ๐Ÿ‘…
Kenny Clark = ๐ŸงŠ
Malcolm Curtis = ๐Ÿชฒ
MAGOL CASTLE
Innocent Zero = โฐ/๐Ÿ•ฐ๏ธ
Cell War = ๐Ÿ’Ž
Doom = ๐Ÿชž/๐Ÿฅž
Famin = ๐Ÿคก/๐ŸŽช/๐Ÿƒ
Epidem = ๐Ÿฎ
Delisaster = ๐Ÿพ
That is the reason I put certain emoji for certain character. It's just because I often do that when I talk to other ppl about Mashle & I thought it would be nice to apply that to my writing!
There are (obviously) many others that I didn't write here because I didn't know, and I can't say for certain that what I describe up below is the correct explanation for this. For that reason, feel free to leave comments if you wish to add more/correct my post!
Well, that is all. Thank you for reading all of that mumbo-jumbo I just wrote up there ๐Ÿ€ sorry if it's messy.... i know it is....
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amrv-5 ยท 9 months
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for the ask game! ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿฆ‰๐Ÿ“•
hello anon! thanks for the ask!!!! below the cut for length, pretension, confusion, etc LOL
๐Ÿ™ŒWhat's a line or paragraph of yours that you're proud of?
Man, Iโ€™m happy with pieces of All Octobers. That was probably the most intentionally-crafted thing Iโ€™ve done that isnโ€™t original fiction, and Iโ€™m still a few months later happy with how some parts of it sound โ€” particularly like the directness of the opening: โ€œ1955 was curling in on itself, desiccating like a pillbug.โ€ I think it communicates the ficโ€™s major concern, the time, season, setting, atmosphere, etc. all pretty concisely in ten words. Iโ€™m happy with that.ย 
๐Ÿ“•How do you feel about people printing your fics?
COMPLICATED! On one hand itโ€™s so so incredibly moving to me that somebody would ??? Want a physical copy of something I made? To hold? As an object??? Thatโ€™s insane to me. Somebody on here (wonโ€™t tag in case they donโ€™t want to post about it LOL) showed me the most incredible covers theyโ€™d designed for their own bound copies of S2G2 and SCO which are so beautiful and carefully and lovingly done I almost canโ€™t believe it. That much workโ€ฆ???? And for some little story I wrote???? Just the most flattered I think itโ€™s possible to be.ย 
On the complicated side โ€” I am always so afraid thereโ€™s some egregious typo or mis-named character or something that I can NEVER CORRECT once itโ€™s a physical object in somebodyโ€™s hands. And (though this may be a heavily self-critical bias) I have a hard time maintaining faith in my writing. I feel guilty if somebody goes to the work of making a physical version of something that I think doesnโ€™t deserve that level of dedication โ€” I couldโ€™ve, and shouldโ€™ve, written better, etc. <- Probably not particularly rational and comes off as self-pity rather than informed self-critique so I try not to talk about it LOL
๐Ÿฆ‰Is there another author that helped inspire you to write?
TONS! Iโ€™ve answered this before with lists of fic authors AND non-fanfic authors, so Iโ€™ll let those stand, but also add uhhh Iโ€™ve been doing a lot more theory-heavy and nonfiction reading lately because of life circumstances, and those authors have been doing a lot to retool how Iโ€™m thinking about the work of writing / shaping / presenting narrative, realism as style, hermeneutics, whatever. Lots of semiotics. Ridiculous but it is tangibly (I think? Iโ€™m not a great objective observer) changing how Iโ€™m writing. Maybe for the worse? Maybe not? For the weirder, probably.
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melodygatesauthor ยท 2 years
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Fluff Content marked with ๐Ÿ’˜
NSFW Content marked with ๐ŸŒถ๏ธ
Marc-centric ๐Ÿ“— Steven-centric ๐Ÿ“˜ Jake-centric ๐Ÿ“• All Equal ๐Ÿ“š
One-Shots/Drabbles/Headcanons
You Should've Told Me ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ“˜ - AO3 - TUMBLR
Steven is helping you with your homework and you start dozing. He's worried you're annoyed with him, but you convince him otherwise.
Requested by: @minigirl87 Word Count: 851
Save Usย ๐ŸŒถ๏ธ๐Ÿ“š -ย AO3ย -ย TUMBLR
Two months after Marc broke up with you, you get a late night call from Steven that has you worried and rushing to help them. It's hard to face them again after things went wrong, but Marc is going to try and make it up to you.
Word Count: 9,848
Cherry Pie ๐ŸŒถ๏ธ๐Ÿ“˜ - AO3 - TUMBLR
It's Valentine's Day. You and Steven have been dating for a little while, and decide to take things a step further tonight. Neither of you expect this to be the night that Steven discovers a kink he has, and neither of you expect it to go this far. Part 13/28 of theย 2023 February Fuck and Fluff Challenge
Cowritten by: @welcometostayingawake Word Count: 3,174
The Moon Boys and Periodsย ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ“š -ย AO3ย -ย TUMBLR
Headcanons of the first period the Moon Boys experience with their SO.
Requested by: @welcometostayingawake Word Count: 1,138
The Moon Boys and Feet๐ŸŒถ๏ธ๐Ÿ“šย - TUMBLR EXCLUSIVE
Headcanons about the moon boys developing a foot fetish. - Anon request
Requested by: Anonymous Word Count: 992
Taking the Moon Boys Dancing๐ŸŒถ๏ธ๐Ÿ“šย -ย AO3ย -ย TUMBLR
Headcanons about taking the Moon Boys dancing and how they would react when you ask them to go.
Word Count: 631
Coming Out to the Moon Boysย ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ“š - TUMBLR EXCLUSIVE
Headcanons about coming out to each of the Moon Boys and how they would react.
Requested by: Anonymous Word Count: 644
Short Series
Fool Me Twiceย ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ“š -ย AO3ย -ย TUMBLR
You are a tour guide, and heโ€™s a gift shoppist. Steven Grant stood you up on your first date. Now itโ€™s Valentineโ€™s Day, and he has come back after being gone for three days. You may find it within yourself to forgive him, but what happens when you discover the reason he stood you up in the first place?ย Part 10/28 of theย 2023 February Fuck and Fluff Challenge Parts 1/?
Word Count: 3,452
The OJ Problemย (Moon Boys X f!Reader)๐ŸŒถ๏ธ๐Ÿ“• ๐Ÿ“š-ย AO3ย -ย TUMBLR
You wake up on Valentineโ€™s Day and youโ€™re sick. Itโ€™s Marcโ€™s day, and heโ€™s not giving it up, but caring for you has proven to be emotionally challenging.ย Part 9/28 of theย 2023 February Fuck and Fluff Challenge Parts 1/?
Word Count: 3,989
How Unexpected๐ŸŒถ๏ธ๐Ÿ“˜ -ย AO3ย -ย TUMBLR
You are on your second date with Steven and things went so well that you suggested going back to his place after dinner. Things are normal until you notice that he has an ankle chain attached to the post at the foot of his bed. Parts 2/3 - PART 1 - PART 2 - PART 3 (Coming Soon)
Word Count: 5,081
Longfics/Chaptered Fics
A Bit Dodgyย ๐ŸŒถ๏ธ๐Ÿ“š -ย Series Masterlist - AO3 LINK
Edited by: @welcometostayingawake
Doctor Steven Grant accepted a job as a professor at a prestigious college in New England. While you're on your way to your first history class in your second semester of your junior year, you run into an attractive English man at the coffee shop. The two of you hit it off, and since you're both headed in the same direction upon leaving, you decide to walk together. You're both excited to have met someone you have clear chemistry with right off the bat until...you realize that you both were headed to the same building, and that he's your new history professor.
When you discover that there's even more to this man than meets the eye, things get even more complicated than you could've imagined. Loving one man who's almost twice your age in a place where your relationship is forbidden is hard enough, nevermind three.
Mood Boards - Book Cover
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magpiefngrl ยท 1 year
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Hi! For the bookish asks: ๐Ÿ“• (book with the most impact)?
Thanks for the ask!
๐Ÿ“• What book has had the biggest impact on your life, and why?
Oh excellent question, thank you, anon!
So I was going to choose one of the books from the meme "which 5 books would one need to summon you" but then I thought of the one series that has had an actual real life impact in my life, and that's the Raven Cycle and particularly The Dream Thieves.
Reading these two books in summer 2014 was my introduction to fandom and fanfic writing. It was also my first time being obsessed with a ship, I'm talking head over hills, pynch-is-all-I-can-think-about. It was when I created my AO3 account. Also, I used to write in my native tongue but it was after trying my hand at writing fic in English that I realised that I could do it. And that perhaps I could write books in English, seeing as my country offers a tiny readership for the things I want to write.
Moreover I made a few friends back then who I'm still in touch with. Having dipped my toe in a fandom, it was easy a few years later to slip into drarry. In all honesty, HP and drarry had the biggest impact in my life (in terms of friends, some of who I met in real life, writing, fandom experiences), but it wouldn't be possible without TRC paving the way.
bookish asks
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๐Ÿ“• I just wanna say that I absolutely love your writing!!!!!!
Thank you so very much, anon! ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿฅฐ
I have never written a Maverick x reader fic, but one idea I have really been thinking about is that reader is Cyclone's right hand at Top Gun. She seriously dislikes Maverick because she has heard about his stunts in the past and assumes he is just a cocky asshole who is only interested in saving his own career and he doesn't really care about the mission or the team.
However, once he gets called into Cyclone's office about breaking the hard deck and he points out his job is to make sure the mission is a success as well as making sure the pilots come home, she realizes she might have misjudged him...
Send me a ๐Ÿ“•, I'll explain the plot of a fanfiction that I haven't written but daydream about.
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ptrckjcne ยท 2 years
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๐Ÿ“˜๐Ÿ“•๐Ÿ“— let's hear more mcdanno ideas!
put a version of the book emoji in my inbox, and i'll tell you about a fic i haven't written, but want to write!
three emojis and mcdanno ideas? oh you're on, anon!
idea number one;
life as an air traffic controller is, well, not the most exciting. you work, talk to pilots, make sure everyone's safe while in the sky, chat with your co-workers, and you go home. you don't get a fancy uniform, you don't get famous, but you get a good paycheck. balancing shifts and seeing your daughter ... that's a little more difficult. just ask danny.
however, he makes it work, but between grace and his work, there's not much to brag about in his life. until there's a new pilot in the area. danny doesn't know much about him, other than the fact that his name's steve, and he has a sexy voice (don't question danny, he's basically living in celibacy). outside of the standard talk, they don't actually talk that much, though steve adds jokes and tidbits of information about himself, and it's a funny coincidence that he happens to only fly routes within the sector that danny works in?
well, danny finds himself googling this steve (mcgarrett, danny knew his surname, this is an official pilot that danny talks to on a regular basis we're talking about) and holy shit he's hot it's a shame he's restricted to the cockpit of a plane
bring on the dreams (they're pretty nsfw, don't worry, and they leave danny all hot and bothered because he wants the real thing), and he accidentally talks to grace about this pilot, which was a mistake because now she wants to meet the guy who makes her danno all excited, and shit he didn't think about that
luckily, there's a control center anniversary coming up, and danny knows some of the pilots are invited, and lucky him โ€“ there's steve, and holy shit he's even hotter in real life
and a little scene because i'm nice like that:
"i thought you'd be taller." steve chuckled, the fabric of his shirt tightening around his bicep as he lifted the beer to his lips, not once taking his eyes off danny as he sipped the cool beverage. "something about the confident tone in your voice, i suppose. not that i mind."
danny rolled his eyes, shoving his hands deep into the pockets of his slacks. "i thought you'd be hotter." he replied as nonchalantly as possible, though the smirk that spread on steve's lips told him he had failed.
the pilot, however, simply leaned closer, lips by danny's ear as he whispered. "we both know that's a lie."
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onto idea number two;
(i might switch it all up and have steve be the one who's abducted when i get around to writing this, and have it be some sort of revenge mission against danny tbh)
day of death. danny is snatched as they work a case. the scene is chaotic, there's been a shoot out, and people are running everywhere, and danny was just there and the next second he's not.
and steve fucking loses it.
see, danny's strong and danny's just as good of a fighter as steve, he knows this, but it's danny, his fucking danny. the case takes them to jersey. or, takes steve to jersey, and he rallies together some of danny's old co-workers, and works the case like it was a black op. danny's former colleagues are ... terrified, to say the least, but they see that danny's definitely got someone to keep him on his toes in hawaii, and while they're terrified, they're a little jealous of this headstrong navy seal โ€“ he's working with danny after all.
danny's abductor is a dumbass, really, who has been idolising a serial killer, and thinks kidnapping and killing a cop is his one big chance at doing something great. spoiler alert: it's not. that aside, he's marked danny. knocking the feisty detective out cold with a concoction of drugs, this guy's taking a needle and ink, and he has tattooed danny's day of death onto him, permanently etched it into his skin.
in the end, the dumbass really did underestimate danny's power, but he also did underestimate the lengths steve would go to, and its a happy ending because i wouldn't allow either one of the boys to get hurt and die.
anyway, there's also a bit there (a little similar to chen and bradford in the rookie) where steve goes on to tell danny that that tattoo should be a reminder of what he went through, and that he's alive. (and then you know, maybe he proceeds on showing danny just how alive he isโ€“)
scene scene scene scene:
detective foltyn was the complete opposite of what steve had expected, based on the very little danny had told him of his years with the police in jersey. yet, as he strode around the table and immediately took to scanning out the little info steve had scraped together at that point, it was clear he meant business.
"who's got our guy?" he questioned, turning to steve with an expression that was anything but pleasant; an expression he quickly schooled as the navy seal shot him a face of his own.
"i was hoping you could help clear that out." steve growled, dropping a folder to the table with a heavy thud. "my boy's more than capable of taking care of himself, but he needs our help. so either you help me figure this out, or you're not helping out at all."
officer russell, on the other hand, was the softer of the two, and he met steve's eye with the utmost respect, almost bowing his head to show he was happy with being the subordinate of their little team. "commander, if i know the detective โ€“ foltyn, that is โ€“ as well as i think i do, i know he will be nothing but helpful in the search of detective sergeant williams."
"very well then." steve huffed out a sharp breath of air through his nostrils, before pulling out his phone to call up his real team who were still in hawaii. "let's get to work then. we have no time to lose."
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and then for the third idea;
danny's the best reporter this paper's got. there is just something about his analytical way of looking at journalism, and it has earned both him and the paper a whole lot of awards and titles. the thing is, they work in teams; a reporter and a photographer. always a team. when danny's other half hands in her resignation, and gets a new job, danny has to find himself a new partner.
enter steve, the quiet photographer who has seen more horror in the world than anyone can imagine. he's new in town, and is offered a top-paying job as a videographer at the local news station โ€“ย but there's a blond reporter at the paper who catches his attention, and he turns down the top paying job to weasel his way into the paper instead.
he's immediately signed on to be danny's partner, because of course you match the top-quality reporter with the top-quality photographer. the chief editor worries, though, because he's got a loud, hard-headed reporter and he's got a quiet, hard-headed photographer โ€“ but they work magic together.
it seems the paper truly comes alive again, and it seems like steve comes alive again, at the same time as danny finds some of that peace he's always sought from his work.
and it's super clichรฉ, but let's face it, we all love a good clichรฉ.
and a little scene for that:
danny crossed his arms over his chest, leaning back against the wall as steve got to work. he was quiet, only giving directions using a very few words, and he worked quicker than danny had ever seen anyone else working. yet, he never made any of the people they met feel uncomfortable. as aloof as steve was, there was just something so warm about him, something that drew people in.
they had butted heads, more than once, but even then it was clear to danny that they were only pushing each other, making each other better, and while danny had loved working with his former partner, it couldn't even compare to the joyous challenge that was working with steve โ€“ and he was grateful that he chief editor had seen it this way, too.
he tilted his head as steve turned to look at him, a quizzical look on the photographer's face. "i think i'm nearing done here, but is there any kind of photos you specifically have in mind for your article?"
danny shook his head, a grin spreading on his lips. "no, i'm good. i think we've already established on multiple occasions that you seem to know exactly what i want and need."
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chikaras-garden ยท 10 months
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what are your favourite Tim Drake fics? Heโ€™s one of the Batboys I never come across fics for actually.
There isn't much Tim out there in the world, which is honestly criminal, but here are a couple!
Once again, I would be remiss not to mention @idyllcy; so sorry for two tags in one day bby, but if anyone knows Tim, it's Cressie.
Her Tim masterlist is here.
Batfam Soulmate AUs by Starkk (Ao3)
Tim is in chapter 1 and chapter 5.
Chapter 1 of Baldur's Bane by RunMild (Ao3) is also a Timfic
Late Night Park Walks by @lightwing-s
Please Just Stay with Me Tonight by @thenyoumightaswellwrestleangels is a gorgeous TimKon x Reader was posted today!
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pcttymcrlecu ยท 1 year
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Hi itโ€™s your anon again!
Would a song fic be okay?
What kind of pronouns should your OC/reader insert have?
Is the off-season an okay setting?
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hi! ๐Ÿค
oh yes, yes - i love a good song fic! and the off-season is absolutely perfect!
for an oc, whatever suits the character you've created is good with me!! and for reader insert, while i go by she/her, they/them works as well!
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(send me a book emoji and Iโ€™ll describe a fic I will get to one day I swear I have an empty txt file just for it am planning to write)
Ooh, that's a lot! Ten, by my count:
Another chapter of "Queen Chrysalis Gets Cocky With the Princesses." It's been fun trying to navigate an analytical bookhorse and her justifiably protective dragon into letting queen buggo fuck and eat purplesmart
GildaTwi fic where Gilda basically walks up behind and over Twilight and casually fucks her (hhhfff size difference). Probably in front of one or more of the other Element bearers.
Thorax and Ember run into each other after each separately eating one of the Princesses. Brief conversation, then they agree to split the other two as well.
Zootopia AU where predation is actually a thing. Judy joins the ZPD to protect herself and other prey. Likely discovers that the cops are a bit of a protection racket themselves.
Anon invites Eris into his house via the Internet, not realizing it's really her. Gets TGTF'd into her a couple times.
A series of Rougails vignettes. Probably rated T, maybe pushing M.
A team of - ostensibly wild - Pokemon get the idea of challenging the League, themselves. I'm thinking: Snivy and Pidgey, later picking up Salandit, Goomy, aaaaand not sure who else.
Eris offers to help random ponies with their various problems... and does so by turning them into some other creature
Chrysalis meets and befriends Cadance and Shining Armor over an MMORPG they both play... though neither changeling nor pony know the other's identity. Heavily inspired by Odyssey Eurobeat's "IM Love"
like a bunch of Kahudra fics but I'm not sure if they can count, so I'll just lump their existence into one point here
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Twoย Roads Part 2
๐Ÿ“•Anon Notes: (I do not own Bungo Stray dogs, the anime or/ and Manga. All of the original characters belong to their owners, however the OCs are mine. This a work of fiction. Warning: there is a little violence, nothing graphic)
Hanaโ€™s Notes: Hello! This is a story submitted by the ๐Ÿ“•Anon on my blog โ˜บ๏ธโ˜บ๏ธโ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’• I hope you enjoy.
Credit for the story and all in it goes to ๐Ÿ“•Anon ย 
Two Roads Series: ย Previous Chapterย & Next Chapterย 
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Chap 2: A Shining Future or Another Stamp?
Hakai wrapped up half loaves of cut bread he got from the kitchen on the train, along with some fruit. It was amazing how much food people wasted, someone even left a slice of cake on their plate.
ย Unfortunately he couldnโ€™t put that into Hanaโ€™s backpack. Seeing her still asleep he smiled, she really had the ability to sleep any where. A knock on the door jolted him out of is peace of mind. He slowly unlocked the door and opened it a crack, an employee was on the other side.ย 
They smiled at him, โ€œSorry to bother you, but we are letting passengers know that we will be ahead of schedule in arriving to the city. We hope itโ€™s not an inconvenience.โ€
ย Hakai immediately relaxed and smiled at them. โ€œThanks for the info, have a nice day.โ€ The employee bowed and waved at him as they went to alert the other passengers.ย 
ย Closing the door and locking it again he breathed a sigh of relief. Shaking Hana awake, he took his sweatshirt pillow from her and put it on. She wiped the sleepiness from her eyes and yawned.ย 
ย โ€œTime to go already?โ€ He took out an apple and handed it to her as she sat up. ย 
โ€œAlmost, I wanted you to eat something before we got off. We need to get more money in the city fast or else weโ€™ll have to find a hiding spot for the night and itโ€™s too cold to do that. Iโ€™m going to need your help ok?โ€ย 
Taking the Apple from him she nodded, itโ€™s winter now and sleeping in buildings without anything proper is dangerous. None of them could afford to get sick. โ€œRight, is it the helping one or-โ€œย 
โ€œYes, the helping plan. Eat up, we are here.โ€ He said as he pointed outside the window, the city in full view. Itโ€™s tall buildings almost touched the sky and the cars littered the streets and highways in and out. Hana ate the apple in a hurry and put on her backpack, by the weight of it they were okay on food. However, they just needed enough money for a hotel room.ย 
The train arrived at the station and as soon as the doors opened people began to walk out, Hana and Hakai shuffled through them while they held hands to not get separated. It was freezing outside as they walked towards the shopping areas, a Ramen shop was open and Hakai smelled the food. Shaking his head he had to stay focused and find some easy targets for this to work, he could eat later.
ย ~Several hours later~
ย โ€œExcuse meโ€ฆ..sir? I really need your help! Thereโ€™s a guy in the alley, heโ€™s not getting up!โ€ Hana grabbed a manโ€™s jacket while he held a brief case in the other. He stopped and looked at Hana, her worried expression concerning.ย 
ย โ€œWhat? Hey! Slow down. Do you have a cellphone?โ€ Shaking her head no,
ย โ€œNo, please can you help? I canโ€™t lift him on my own. We need to get him to a hospital!โ€ She said pulling him along into the alley way near by. He saw a man clearly injured and knelt down to help. The man pulled out his cellphone dialing the police department, his eyes widened for a momentโ€ฆ.there were three other men slumped over in the same condition as the man he was examining.
ย Thankfully they all seemed to be breathing. He moved back and grabbed Hana, โ€œYou-โ€œ The man was never able to finish his sentence, from the side Hakai slammed the manโ€™s head into the wall and he fell down. His phone on ground still having the operator on the line.ย 
Hakai picked up the phone, โ€œYes, Iโ€™m still here. No, I donโ€™t know what happened but send an ambulance quick or these men will freeze. We are on Street #### on the corner of ####. I wish to remain anonymousโ€ And with that he hung up the phone and turned it off, one man groaned and started to wake up as Hana opened his wallet and took the money out. Hakai gave him a swift kick to the stomach.ย 
Hana handed him the money and the rest of their cellphones, ignoring what Hakai didโ€ฆ.or at least trying to. โ€œI think this will be enough Ni-San. If not, I saw a pawn shop on the way here for the phones.โ€ Hakai got the phones and put them in the back pack along with the money.
ย โ€œAlright, letโ€™s go. The ambulance and probably the police will be here soon. We donโ€™t want to be around for that.โ€ He put up the hood on his sweatshirt and walked out of thealley way, Hana following behind.ย 
They walked fast hand in hand along the streets toward the pawn shop as they heard sirens going in the opposite direction. Weaving in and out through the sea of people and passing the many shops along the way. Hana couldnโ€™t help but look at them, the Christmas decorations were beautiful as the merchandise inside. A bakery caught her eye, the cake in the window was covered with white frosting and a chocolate bear sat in the middle surrounded by strawberries topped off with powered sugar.
ย A memory started to bubble to the surface and- โ€œHana? Hey, astronaut! We are here, can I see the backpack so I can get the cellphones out?โ€ Hana snapped out her thoughts and looked at Hakai, handing him her back pack.
ย He set it down and opened it, gathering all the phones and doubled checked each one to make sure they werenโ€™t damaged before he went in. Smiling as they were all in perfect condition, he zipped the backpack up and handed it back to Hana.ย 
โ€œOk, I think we have a score tonight. You stay out here and Iโ€™ll be done in a few minutes. If you get too cold come in but act like we donโ€™t know each other just in case it goes south alright?โ€ Hugging the bear, Hana nodded yes. โ€œ
Yes, I remember the plan. Weโ€™ve done this a million times. You donโ€™t have to remind me.โ€ Hakai laughed and ruffled her hair, she swatted his hand away as he winked at her. She stood under the shop sign leaning against the window as he walked in opening the door. The bell rang, signaling someone was coming in and just before closing time. The owner at the counter looked up from his magazine and saw Hakai come in, part of his face being covered by his hoodie.ย 
The owner adjusted his glasses and looked at the young man walking in. His years of experience told him that the kid wasnโ€™t coming in to browse especially this close to closing time. โ€œCan I help you young man?โ€ He asked pushing the magazine to the side, creating more room between the two.ย 
โ€œYa, um I would like to turn in these phones for some cash.โ€ Hakai put the four phones down on the table for the man to examine.ย 
โ€œSo what can I get?โ€ The models were new and looked like they have been barely used. The owner could tell these were probably stolen, but looking at the kidโ€ฆ.well in a city like this the man wasnโ€™t one to judge.ย 
ย He wrote down a price on a piece of paper and gave it to Hakai. The number was smaller than what he got for these types of phones in the last city, but he knew better than to argue.ย 
ย โ€œFineโ€ฆ.Iโ€™ll take it.โ€ The owner opened the register and took out the bills and handed them to Hakai. The phones were stacked one on top of the other and put into a drawer to organize later.ย 
ย โ€œKid, Iโ€™m going to be closing up. Anything else?โ€ Hakai pocketed the money.
ย โ€œNo sir, Iโ€™ll be on my way. Thanks.โ€ He walked out of the building. The owner shut the door behind Hakai and locked it. Putting the closed sign on the window, he saw him talk to a girl outside as she put the money from Hakais pocket in her backpack when they walked off. He continued to watch them as they disappeared into the crowd wishing he gave the boy more money. The sun was setting, but that didnโ€™t slow down anything in the city which was normal.ย 
Hana huddled closure to Hakai as they were walking down a street looking for a cheap hotel. Her brother was always warm, the cold didnโ€™t affect him like it did her. He pulled Hana closer, knowing he needed to make a decision fast. A neon pink and green sign caught his attention, โ€˜Flamingo Sunglassesโ€™ is what it read. Walking up to the Information sign it the rent was cheap per night and it came with a bathroom, sink, kitchen, and bed. Hakai decided why not. Hana was getting tired and he needed to put her first.ย 
ย The doors were tinted so you couldnโ€™t see anything inside, he pulled open the door and they both walked in. It was immediately ten times warmer than it was outside. A blonde young woman could be seen at the reception desk in a skin tight suite, her hair was up in a messy bun and she was wearing way too much makeup.ย 
A small fire place was in theย corner of the room with two chairs and a small coffee table. Typing away on a keyboard she was too engrossed in her task to notice Hakai and Hana coming in. Hakai left Hana by the fire place to talk to the receptionist, caring her backpack.
โ€œExcuse me? Maโ€™am?โ€ She stopped and looked up, a little shocked someone was in here.ย 
ย โ€œSorry kid, we donโ€™t do donations. Try the bakery down #### street, youโ€™ll have more luck.โ€ Taking out some cash from the bear, he put it on the counter.ย 
โ€œWe need a room for a night or two, I can pay for it all now.โ€ Raising an eyebrow at Hakai and Hana, she gave Hakai her full attention.
ย โ€œLook you two seem to be a little young for-โ€œย 
โ€œNo! We are siblings, sheโ€™s my younger sister- look can we just have a room? We will take anything, itโ€™s been a long day. All we want is a place to rest ok?โ€ He was really getting tired of this.ย 
ย The woman pushed the money towards him. โ€œSorry kiddos, we are all full. Now leave, I have work to do.โ€ย 
โ€œThere isnโ€™t anyone in here, we wonโ€™t cause trouble and-โ€œ A man shouted from the back of the room behind the reception desk โ€œMaya! What is all the ruckus? I mean seriously canโ€™t a guy-! Oh!โ€ A man wearing a dark suite, a white dress shirt came out with a cigarette in between his fingers, his sunglasses were in his coat pocket.ย 
โ€œWhaddya brats want?โ€ Hakai just had it, he took the money and was about to leave when the man grabbed his wrist from across the counter pulling Hakai up. โ€œI asked you a question kid, or did your parents not teach you to respect your elders?โ€ Hakai started to shake, he would have to use it.ย 
ย โ€œSun-!โ€ โ€œStop Hakai!โ€ Hana interjected, walking up to the others. โ€œWe just want a room sir, but if we are bothering you we will leave. Please, can you let go of him? Heโ€™s sorry, we are sorry.โ€ She said looking at the gentleman and the receptionist.ย 
The man looked at Hakai and back at Hana and thought for a moment. He let Hakai go and got a key from the desk under the counter. โ€œWell, well, well, why didnโ€™t ya say so! This little lady has some manners. Maybe your brother could take some lessons Hm? You two get room 26, howโ€™s that?โ€ He held out th key to the two.ย 
ย โ€œI can show you where it is if guys want it. Itโ€™s late and most hotel rooms are out of your price range right?โ€ Hakai wanted to leave, his gut was telling him this was a bad idea.ย 
However, he needed to look out for Hana. A warm bed would do her good, to relax. He want to grab the key, but the man took it out of his reach and moved around the counter to face them. โ€œAs an apology, I insist that I show you where it is. Please follow me.โ€ย 
Hana gripped Hakais arm and looked at him. She really wanted to leave, but for some reason Hakai didnโ€™t want to. They both followed the man down the hallway, the walls were cracked and the paint was chipped. The doors to the rooms were shown in big, dark numbers and some of the screws were loose. Brass knobs were on each door, but a little bug could be seen crawling on the side of one.
ย Getting to the end of hallway they came upon room 26, the manager unlocked the door. As it creaked open he gave the key to Hakai. โ€œIโ€™ll take the rent, but we have a policy. One weeks rent, nowโ€ He held out his hand and Hakai was shocked.ย 
โ€œThe sign said by the night!โ€
ย โ€œWell now, that is for normal guests not street urchins like yourselves. Donโ€™t try to deny it kid, I know. Listen, you pay the rent now and you can stay here for the whole week. Howโ€™s that sound?โ€ Biting his bottom lip, he pondered.
ย A whole week in a warm place, an actual bed and not having to hide on the streets during the winter. โ€œOkay, but no funny business. Trust me, you donโ€™t want to mess with me.โ€ย 
ย The man chuckled as Hakai shook his hand in agreement then handed him the money. โ€œOh! And to both of you, some friendly advice while staying here. You hear nothing, you say nothing and you donโ€™t see nothing got it?!โ€ Both of them nodded in agreement, after that the manager gave Hakai the key and walked down the hallway.ย 
Hana was pushed inside, Hakai locked the door and turned on the light in the room. It was minimal at best, aย mini fridge to the left near a small gas stove, only two burners, a small table with three chairs and to the right a bathroom about the size of a phone booth. No bath, just a shower, sink and a toilet.
ย There was a bed at the farthest part of the room big enough for two people, a lamp near the bed post and a small desk. Across the room there were drawers, two of them. And a mirror over them. The wall paper was the same as the outside, a pale brown that was pealing.ย 
ย โ€œHana, this wonโ€™t be permanent. Just a week and then we can find something else. Ok?โ€ Hakai stated as he went to inspect the room, no bugs thankfully and the fridge seemed to be working.ย 
ย โ€œYaโ€ฆ..um Iโ€™ll put the food in the fridge. The bread will last longer. You need to eat something Hakai, I know you havenโ€™t eaten since yesterday. Please?โ€ Hana said as she started to put food in the fridge, but she held out a a piece of bread and an orange to Hakai.ย 
He smiled sadly and took the food from her. Taking the first bite of the bread, he realized how hungry he was. After he ate all of the food Hana gave him and threw away the peel In the trash. Looking at the bed he accepted how tired he was.ย 
They both took off their shoes and socks and hopped on the bed, each sibling taking a side and Hana out the bear backpack in between them. Hakai turned off the lamp light and went to bed, ignoring the nagging feeling in his gut.ย 
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Meanwhile, back in the office of the โ€˜Flamingo Sunglassesโ€™, the manager was on the phone with someone as the receptionist closed up and counted bags of money in the back. Making sure every unit got payed. โ€œYes sir, yes sir. No we havenโ€™t seen it yet. The agency doesnโ€™t seem to be aware of them. Yes, he doesnโ€™t seem to be going after- no it wonโ€™t be a problem and the boy has a sisterโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆthey are staying in room 26.โ€
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Thank you Anon!
Okay so - hereโ€™s one that I spent a long time planning, which Iโ€™ve thought of as the Gaunter Oโ€™Dimm Timey Wimey Fic (it probably would be like... 50k or something absurd)
Wow this got really long, so its going under a cut! Contains love spells, curses, Gaunter Oโ€™Dimm, time travel and near death experiences
Jaskier has always been very popular, and Geralt is being quietly jealous about it. But itโ€™s getting unberable, and even Jaskier is overwhelmed with the amount of people demanding him and his time. Heโ€™s constantly turning people down, and has no idea whatโ€™s going on.
Then he gets sick. No one knows whatโ€™s wrong with him, just that heโ€™s lethargic and tired and heโ€™s just... slowing down. Itโ€™s like his energy is being sapped. And the more it happens, the more people keep trying to romance him, until the point where Geralt has to physically push someone away.
So, this comes to a peak and Jaskier collapses halfway through a set. Geralt gets him to a healer, who canโ€™t find anything wrong with him, so he rushes him to Yen. Heโ€™s been cursed, that much they know, but thereโ€™s a magical block in his head that she canโ€™t get past so she canโ€™t work out how.
Geralt is getting desperate. They can work out that Jaskier will live - but not for long. Eventually, his body is just going to shut down. Geralt goes off for a stomp to clear his head, frustrated that this is something he cant fix, when heโ€™s approached by a stranger who seems to know who he is.
OH NO ITS GAUNTER Oโ€™DIMM. Gaunter knows all about Geralt. He knows about Jaskier. He knows about their travels. He knows Jaskierโ€™s history - his realย history, his abandoned title and shitty parents and the reason he became a bard. Geralt is forced to trust him when Gaunter tells him that he knows the spell Jaskier is under.
Turns out, itโ€™s a love spell (of course). Jaskier needs to have his love reciprocated (by the person heโ€™s secretly in love with) or the curse will overcome him and heโ€™ll die. This is why heโ€™s been so popular and so sick - the curse is expending his energy putting outย โ€œoh god, LOVE MEโ€ vibes for a half mile radius all around him
Geralt demands to know how he can fix it, and Gaunter suggests a deal. He gives Geralt a carved wooden token, roughly the length and width of a finger, and tells Geralt that if he breaks it the object of Jaskierโ€™s love will die, thus breaking the spell and saving his life.
Geralt doesnโ€™t agree to the deal, but takes the token anyway. He talks it through with Yen - theyโ€™ve no idea who this person is, and the magical block around Jaskierโ€™s mind stops her from finding out. It could be some nobody, but equally it could be a noble - it could be a monarchย - and their death could have enormous, Continent-wide consequences
Geralt agrees not to do it. Theyโ€™ll find another way. But Jaskier gets sicker, and times running out, and thereโ€™s no way of saving him now he is going to die-- so Geralt takes the token and snaps it.
It breaks as easy as anything.
And then Geralt falls-- he canโ€™t breathe-- and the last thing he sees is Jaskier sitting up in the bed before everything goes dark.
and oh dear, oh dear, Geralt. What a bad choice.ย 
He opens his eyes to... nothing. To everything. Gaunter approaches through the dark. It was a trap. Of course it was.
Turns out, Gaunter was the one who cursed Jaskier in the first place. He cursed him yearsย ago, back when heโ€™d just left the academy. Heโ€™d asked Jaskier what he wanted, and Jaskier had told him - I just want to be loved. Heโ€™d made it so easy.
In the future, Gaunter explains, Geralt proves to be.... problematic to his goals. He gets in the way. So Gaunter has manipulated time - just a little! - to get his revenge pre-emptively. To stop him before he can even thinkย about ruining Gaunterโ€™s plans. Because he knows, of course, that Geralt will do anything to save Jaskier. It was a safe gamble.
And besides, he explains, Geralt isnโ€™t actually dead. Not really. Heโ€™s just... temporarily displaced, in the soul department. Gaunter ownsย him, now. His body is still alive, in the most technical sense, although its unlikely to remain that way for long. Maybe just a few months. Probably longer, given Geraltโ€™s mutagens. Maybe even a year! He should be thankful, really.
So, Geralt is trapped, and Jaskier is suddenly awake and well. He and Yen quickly piece together what happened and he decides well, fuck this, Iโ€™m getting my witcher back.ย 
[This is where my planning gets fuzzy. How does he get to the spooky not-place? I... do not know]
So Jaskier arrives, full of Anger and Fury. I think he ends up saving Geralt using his wits, not strength - he probably challenges Gaunter to riddles or something along those lines, and manages to win, freeing them both (or just freeing Geralt, until Geralt goesย โ€œyou know what, fuck thisโ€ and just straight-up stabs Gaunter or something)
And then, of course, there are lots of love confessions and kisses and everyone lived happily ever after
Put โ€œ๐Ÿ““โ€ or some other version of a book emoji into my inbox and Iโ€™ll explain the plot of a fanfiction that I havenโ€™t written but daydream about.
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Fool Me Twiceย (Moon Boys X f!Reader)๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ“š-ย AO3ย -ย TUMBLR
You are a tour guide, and heโ€™s a gift shoppist. Steven Grant stood you up on your first date. Now itโ€™s Valentineโ€™s Day, and he has come back after being gone for three days. You may find it within yourself to forgive him, but what happens when you discover the reason he stood you up in the first place?ย Part 10/28 of theย 2023 February Fuck and Fluff Challenge Chapter 1/?
Word Count: 3,452
The OJ Problemย (Moon Boys X f!Reader)๐ŸŒถ๏ธ๐Ÿ“š -ย AO3ย -ย TUMBLR
You wake up on Valentineโ€™s Day and youโ€™re sick. Itโ€™s Marcโ€™s day, and heโ€™s not giving it up, but caring for you has proven to be emotionally challenging.ย Part 9/28 of theย 2023 February Fuck and Fluff Challenge Chapter 1/?
Word Count: 3,989
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A Bit Dodgyย ๐ŸŒถ๏ธ๐Ÿ“š -ย Series Masterlist - AO3 LINK
Edited by: @welcometostayingawake
Doctor Steven Grant accepted a job as a professor at a prestigious college in New England. While you're on your way to your first history class in your second semester of your junior year, you run into an attractive English man at the coffee shop. The two of you hit it off, and since you're both headed in the same direction upon leaving, you decide to walk together. You're both excited to have met someone you have clear chemistry with right off the bat until...you realize that you both were headed to the same building, and that he's your new history professor.
When you discover that there's even more to this man than meets the eye, things get even more complicated than you could've imagined. Loving one man who's almost twice your age in a place where your relationship is forbidden is hard enough, nevermind three.
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โ‡’ Age: 20. Years old. (I am a Taurus)
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Greeting, Hi and many other forms of saying hello. My names Obsidian/Asmodeus. I am a 20 year old, Non-Binary person.
Fanfiction is my only way to escape from mind, I have MDD and I am a Maladaptive Daydreamer. I use Fanfiction and the worlds i create in my mind to deal with the feelings i have on a regular.
My works tend to be a bit darker and I apologize for that in advance and you are more than welcome to block me if any of it creeps you out.
I want to create a safe space for others who do not have one. I want others to know that someone out there cares.
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I know you have a TON of fics you're working on (and we thank you for that!), but I hope you write more mafia Bucky and Steve in the near future. Seriously love your work! โค๏ธ
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Hi, lovely anon. I appreciate it! Have no fear. They are on my list. I have a third part to my Play universe in the works. And I may write a different Mafia AU based around these asks. โค๏ธ
Thank you, love and happy reading! โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ
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