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f1daydreamer ยท 3 months ago
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Little Steps to Forever
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Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Reader
Warnings: Mentions of animal abuse, fluff, comfort
Summary: Charles and you find a stray dog whoโ€™s been through too much. With love, patience, and Leoโ€™s help, you give him a new life filled with warmth and safety.
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It was supposed to be a simple evening walk with Leo through the quiet streets of Monaco. The little dog happily trotted along, sniffing every lamppost and bush, his tail wagging in the crisp night air. You held the leash loosely, chatting with Charles, who was animatedly recounting something about his last race.
And then you heard itโ€”a faint whimper coming from the shadows of an alley.
โ€œDid you hear that?โ€ you asked, stopping mid-step.
Charles nodded, already scanning the dimly lit area. Leo tilted his head, ears perking up at the sound.
You both followed the soft cries, your heart clenching at the sight before you. A small, trembling dog huddled against a dumpster, his thin frame barely holding him up. His fur was matted, patches missing, and his eyes were wide with fear.
โ€œOh, mon cล“ur,โ€ Charles whispered, crouching down slowly.
You gently tugged Leoโ€™s leash, keeping him at a distance to avoid overwhelming the terrified animal. Charles extended a hand, but the dog flinched and let out a weak growl.
โ€œShhh, itโ€™s okay,โ€ Charles cooed, his voice soft and soothing. โ€œWe wonโ€™t hurt you.โ€
You crouched beside him, your voice equally tender. โ€œHeโ€™s so scared, Charles. What do we do?โ€
โ€œWe canโ€™t leave him here,โ€ he said, determination flashing in his green eyes.
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It took nearly an hour of patient coaxing, a few pieces of Charlesโ€™ leftover croissant, and Leoโ€™s calm presence for the dog to inch closer. When he finally let Charles touch him, your heart swelled with a mixture of relief and sadness.
โ€œHeโ€™s coming home with us,โ€ Charles said firmly, wrapping the trembling dog in his jacket.
You didnโ€™t argue.
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The first few days were tough. The dogโ€”who you decided to name Buddy after Charles joked he needed a โ€œbuddy systemโ€ to feel safeโ€”wouldnโ€™t eat if either of you were in the room. He flinched at sudden movements and cowered in corners when voices got too loud.
But slowly, little by little, Buddy began to trust.
Charles was endlessly patient, spending hours sitting quietly on the floor, letting Buddy approach on his own terms. You cried the first time Buddy nudged Charlesโ€™ hand, seeking comfort.
Leo, ever the gentle one, became Buddyโ€™s anchor. The two dogs were inseparable, with Leo often lying beside Buddy during naps or bringing him toys as if to say, โ€œItโ€™s okay here.โ€
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One night, you found Charles in the living room, stretched out on the rug with both dogs. Buddyโ€™s head rested on his chest while Leo snored softly at his side.
โ€œYouโ€™re a natural,โ€ you said, leaning against the doorframe, your heart full.
Charles grinned up at you, his hand running through Buddyโ€™s now soft fur. โ€œI just want him to feel safe, amour. He deserves that.โ€
You joined them, curling up next to Charles. Buddyโ€™s tail wagged slightlyโ€”a small victory that brought tears to your eyes.
โ€œYouโ€™re safe now, Buddy,โ€ you whispered, pressing a kiss to his head. โ€œWe promise.โ€
Charles squeezed your hand. โ€œAnd we never break our promises.โ€
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Months later, Buddy was a completely different dog. His fur shone, his eyes sparkled, and his tail wagged freely. He and Leo were the best of friends, often seen chasing each other around the garden or curling up together on the couch.
And every time you looked at Buddy, now brimming with life and love, you knew you had made the best decision.
โ€œReady for our walk?โ€ Charles asked one evening, clipping the leashes onto Leo and Buddy.
You smiled, watching as Buddy happily barked, his tail wagging excitedly. โ€œLetโ€™s go.โ€
As you strolled through the streets, Buddy trotted confidently beside Leo, no longer the scared, broken dog you had found that night. He was home.
And he always would be.
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A/N
This story holds a special place in my heart because it was inspired by my own dog, Buddy. When I found Buddy, he was scared, broken, and unsure if he could trust anyone. Iโ€™ll never forget the first time he wagged his tail or rested his head on my lapโ€”it was such a small gesture, but it meant the world to me.
Buddy taught me that love, patience, and a safe home can heal even the deepest wounds. Writing this was my way of honoring his journey and sharing the hope that every animal, no matter their past, deserves a second chance.
If you feel moved by this story, I encourage you to consider adopting or supporting your local animal shelters. Thereโ€™s nothing more rewarding than giving an animal a fresh start and a place to call home.
With love,
Buddy & Me ๐Ÿพโค
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latin5mamii ยท 9 months ago
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Jude Bellingham as a cute boyfriend๐Ÿฅน
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โ€ขPuppy Eyes: Whenever Jude wants something, he gives you the most adorable puppy eyes, making it impossible for you to say no. Itโ€™s a playful tactic that always makes you giggle.
โ€ขInside Jokes: The two of you have countless inside jokes that no one else understands. A single word or a funny face from Jude can send you both into fits of laughter.
โ€ขPiggyback Rides: Jude loves giving you piggyback rides, especially when youโ€™re tired. He insists itโ€™s no trouble at all and always makes sure to make you laugh during the ride.
โ€ขMatching Outfits: Jude thinks itโ€™s cute to wear matching outfits on special occasions or just for fun. He loves coordinating colors and styles with you, making for adorable photos and even more adorable memories.
โ€ขKiss Attacks: Sometimes, Jude will randomly attack you with a flurry of kisses, making you laugh and squirm. He loves seeing you happy and will do anything to keep that smile on your face.
โ€ขBubble Baths: Jude loves drawing bubble baths for the two of you. He lights candles, plays soft music, and makes sure itโ€™s a relaxing and intimate time together.
โ€ขLate-Night Snacks: When youโ€™re both up late, Jude will make you a snack, usually something sweet. He enjoys the cozy moments of sharing midnight treats and talking about anything and everything.
โ€ขSleepy Cuddles: Jude is the ultimate cuddler, especially when heโ€™s sleepy. Heโ€™ll wrap his arms around you and snuggle close, murmuring sweet nothings as you both drift off to sleep.
โ€ขNose Kisses: Jude gives you gentle nose kisses, especially when heโ€™s feeling particularly affectionate. Itโ€™s a small gesture that never fails to make your heart flutter.
โ€ขMaking Forts: Jude enjoys building pillow forts with you on lazy weekends. You both crawl inside with snacks and movies, creating your own little world of comfort and fun.
โ€ขRandom Hugs: Jude gives you random hugs throughout the day. Whether youโ€™re cooking, working, or just sitting on the couch, heโ€™ll wrap his arms around you and hold you close, reminding you how much he loves you.
โ€ขSpoiling: He literally spoils you a lot: he buys to you everything he knows you like and if he could, he would buy the world for you.
โ€ขPictures:He always takes pictures of you, even if you donโ€™t ask him.He literally looks like a mom who takes pictures of her child everywhere and he kinda embarrasses you saying things like โ€œSay cheeseโ€ and things like that๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน
|Authorโ€™s note:Hope you like this kind of content!๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป๐ŸŽ€
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thesecondhandwoman ยท 3 months ago
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may i request caitvi kid reader play fighting with her mama vi pls?
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PLAY FIGHTING
Caitlyn x Vi x kid f!reader
Synopsis: Another day of chaos started with play fighting mama Vi, but when you didnโ€™t win, it turned into a session of comforting a fussy kiddo.
Request: Anon ๐Ÿค
A/N: Part three of Motherly Love
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The living room was a battleground, and you were determined to win. Pillows had been piled up like barricades, and blankets draped across the couch like strategic cover. You crouched behind one of your pillow fort walls, your small but mighty frame poised for action. Bunny, your ever-loyal companion, sat tucked into the pocket of your overalls, ready to observe the chaos.
Across the room, Vi stood tall, hands on her hips, a cocky grin on her face. She cracked her knuckles dramatically, her pink hair tousled and wild. โ€œAlright, squirt. You think you can take on the champ?โ€
You puffed out your chest, fists on your hips in perfect imitation of her. โ€œIโ€™m not a squirt! Iโ€™m the Dragon Slayer, and Iโ€™m gonna win!โ€
Vi smirked, crouching slightly to meet your height, her eyes twinkling with mischief. โ€œOh yeah? You got moves, Dragon Slayer? Letโ€™s see โ€™em.โ€
โ€œVi, donโ€™t break the furniture,โ€ Caitlynโ€™s voice floated in from the kitchen, where she was sipping tea and watching the chaos unfold with thinly veiled amusement.
โ€œRelax, cupcake. This is all under control,โ€ Vi called back before turning her full attention to you. โ€œAlright, kiddo. Give me your best shot.โ€
With a high-pitched battle cry, you launched yourself at Vi, tiny hands swiping at her in what could only be described as the most dramatic attack in history. Vi laughed, dodging and weaving like a prizefighter, her movements exaggerated to keep the game fun.
โ€œYouโ€™re quick, Iโ€™ll give you that,โ€ she teased, narrowly avoiding your swipes. โ€œBut youโ€™re gonna have to do better thanโ€”โ€
Before she could finish, you managed to land a soft slap on her arm. Gasping, she stumbled back, clutching her chest like sheโ€™d been mortally wounded. โ€œOh no! The Dragon Slayer strikes again!โ€
You giggled, proud of yourself, while Vi dramatically collapsed onto the couch, her legs flopping over the armrest. โ€œYou got me, kid. Iโ€™m done for.โ€
โ€œVictory!โ€ you declared, climbing up onto the couch to strike a triumphant pose. Bunny peeked out of your pocket like he, too, was basking in the glory.
But just as you turned to Caitlyn to announce your win, Vi lunged, scooping you up into her arms. โ€œGotcha!โ€ she laughed, tossing you lightly onto the pile of pillows.
โ€œNo fair, Mama!โ€ you squealed, trying to scramble back up.
โ€œAllโ€™s fair in love and play fights,โ€ Vi quipped, pinning you gently with one hand.
โ€œVi, donโ€™t gloat,โ€ Caitlyn warned, though her tone was more amused than stern.
You squirmed and wiggled, trying to escape, but Viโ€™s hold was unrelenting. โ€œSay โ€˜I tap outโ€™,โ€ she teased, grinning as she held you in place.
โ€œNever!โ€ you huffed, your bottom lip beginning to tremble.
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At first, you didnโ€™t even realize your frustration was building. Viโ€™s teasing grin, her effortless strength, and the fact that you couldnโ€™t wiggle free all piled up until you felt the lump in your throat.
Your bottom lip wobbled, your cheeks puffing out in an attempt to hold back the flood. But it was no use. The tears came anyway, welling up in your eyes until they spilled over.
โ€œM-Mama,โ€ you sniffled, your voice breaking.
Vi froze instantly, her grin vanishing as panic set in. โ€œOh no, no, no, kiddo, donโ€™t cry! I wasnโ€™tโ€” I didnโ€™t meanโ€” Aw, man.โ€ She scooped you up, holding you close as you let out a wail.
Caitlyn appeared in the doorway, her brow furrowing as she crossed the room in long, quick strides. โ€œVi, what did you do?โ€
โ€œI didnโ€™t do anything!โ€ Vi protested, looking genuinely distressed. โ€œWe were playing, and thenโ€”โ€ She gestured helplessly at your tear-streaked face.
Caitlyn sighed, taking you gently from Viโ€™s arms. โ€œShh, darling. Itโ€™s alright,โ€ she cooed, cradling you against her chest. She rocked you back and forth, her soft voice and warm embrace chasing away the sting of losing. โ€œMama can be a little too rough sometimes, canโ€™t she?โ€
You sniffled, burying your face in Caitlynโ€™s shoulder. โ€œShe cheated,โ€ you mumbled, your small voice muffled.
Vi gasped, clutching her chest again, but this time with real offense. โ€œCheated? Kiddo, I would never!โ€
Caitlyn shot her a look, though her lips twitched like she was trying not to smile. โ€œPerhaps itโ€™s time for a rematch. With a little assistance.โ€
You peeked up at her, your tears slowing. โ€œReally?โ€
โ€œReally,โ€ Caitlyn said, her eyes sparkling with a promise.
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With Caitlyn holding you securely in her arms, you felt invincible. Bunny had been moved to a place of honor on the couch, watching the proceedings like the referee of a great battle.
Vi stood across the room, hands on her hips, trying not to laugh. โ€œAlright, alright. Two against one, huh? You think thatโ€™s fair?โ€
โ€œAbsolutely,โ€ Caitlyn said primly, shifting you slightly so you had a better view of Vi. โ€œAre you ready, darling?โ€
โ€œYeah!โ€ you cheered, your confidence restored.
โ€œThen letโ€™s get her,โ€ Caitlyn said, and with that, she charged.
Well, it was more of a dignified jog, but to you, it felt like a full-blown cavalry charge. You stretched your arms out toward Vi, your tiny hands aiming for her sides.
โ€œTickle attack!โ€ you cried, Caitlyn guiding you as you latched onto Viโ€™s waist.
Vi yelped, doubling over in exaggerated defeat. โ€œNo fair, cupcake! Youโ€™re helping her cheat!โ€
โ€œConsider it justice,โ€ Caitlyn replied smoothly, her grip on you steady as you continued your assault.
Vi finally collapsed onto the pile of pillows, laughing uncontrollably as your tiny fingers poked and tickled her sides. โ€œAlright, alright! I give up!โ€ she wheezed, holding her hands up in surrender.
โ€œVictory!โ€ you shouted again, this time with Caitlynโ€™s support.
Caitlyn set you down gently, kneeling beside you as you climbed onto Viโ€™s chest, your small hands on your hips. โ€œI win, Mama. Me and Mommy are the best team ever!โ€
Vi looked up at you, her smile soft and full of love despite her supposed defeat. โ€œYeah, yeah, you got me. Guess Iโ€™ll have to train harder if I want to beat the Dragon Slayer and her sidekick.โ€
Caitlyn raised an eyebrow. โ€œSidekick?โ€
โ€œUh, I mean, team captain,โ€ Vi corrected quickly, winking at you.
You giggled, leaning down to press a kiss to Viโ€™s cheek. โ€œI still love you, Mama. Even if youโ€™re a bad guy.โ€
Viโ€™s arms wrapped around you, pulling you into a bear hug. โ€œLove you too, squirt. Even if youโ€™re a cheater.โ€
โ€œShe is not,โ€ Caitlyn said, smoothing your hair as she stood. โ€œNow, letโ€™s clean up this battlefield before dinner, shall we?โ€
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By the time dinner was ready, the living room was back to normal, and the three of you sat around the table, laughing and talking like always. Bunny had been returned to his rightful place by your side, his ears slightly more crumpled than before but no worse for wear.
As Caitlyn served dessertโ€”your favorite cookiesโ€”you couldnโ€™t help but smile, your heart full and warm.
๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝBest day ever,โ€ you declared, holding Bunny up like he agreed.
Caitlyn leaned over to kiss the top of your head. โ€œEvery day with you is the best day ever, darling.โ€
Vi ruffled your hair, grinning. โ€œYeah, even when you kick my butt.โ€
You giggled, leaning into their love. In your little world, there was no better place to be.
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A/N: Sorry this was so short, I tried to finish it up during Christmas (hope you guys had a good Christmas btw!)
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dragonsoulage ยท 6 months ago
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What a drag...going shopping with his pretty girl
feat. Shikamaru Nara
Poor Guy, for some occasion you need a new dress, even when his lazy ass wouldn't move, but seeing his girlfriend in a stunning dress could be worth it..
warnings: fluff
Wordcount: 1,4k
Hello world, so since I do my little stuff, here a short glimpse of what it would be like to go shopping with our genius Shikamaru ๐ŸคŒ
English is not my first language and I suck in proof reading lol ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿ‘๏ธ
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Oh he already groaned in frustration when he heard you wanted to go shopping because you was invited to the wedding of your sister.
Shikamaru was already aware that he not only needed to attend the wedding but also going shopping with you. He sat there looking at you with tired dark eyes while he had a toothpick between his lips, watching how you paced around the room while talking to your mom.
With his oh so smart thoughts he tried to get ready like morally to go shopping with you. Not that he disliked it per se but alone the fact that it was a store full of clothes, hours would go byfor you to look for the "perfect" dress, and he just wanted to chill under the clouds.
But as your boyfriend he knew his duties, aware he needed to do it with youย  after all why should he pass the option to "decide" what dress suits you the best. When you then hung up on the phone you looked at him, your gaze loving and excited because of the news.
"Not even a little glimpse of motivation huh." You mused out loud when your eyes locked with his. He took out the toothpick from his lips before he stretched his back.
"We both know I won't even stand a chance against the shopping thing or the whole wedding thing." Shikamaru yawned before you stepped closer to him. He sat on the edge of the bed and you placed yourself between his manspread legs. Laying your hands on top of his shoulders gazing down at him.
"You know when it's really thaaaat bad for you I can-" you wanted to tell him when je really would dislike the idea of going to a wedding ceremony or even shopping, he wouldn't have to, after all you was indeed really understanding. One of the things je loved about you. But the clever shinobi interupted you placing his hands on your waist, pulling you just a little closer and looking up into your pretty face, what showed him how concerned you was. You was could smell the faint scent of cigarettes. He wasn't uncomfortable to go, he was just an lazy ass and he knew that. So Shikamaru would do it, for your sake.
"Nah, even I am aware that this is one of those boyfriend duties I need to attend. And I love you even more than my holy sleep or watching clouds. I will get over it." Shika spoke maybe a little grumbly but that was his decision to accompany you in this. You chuckled then and laid a hand on his cheek marvleing at his skin and you found it endearing how knee he just an lazy ass. A handsome and smart lazy ass to be honest.
"Boyfriend duties hm? But fine I won't complain so get ready, baby. We go shopping this weekend. After all I need a new dress." You Said with that little wicked smile and your sarcastic tone. Why you was just an evil but so pretty temptress? Why does he sacraficed his sleep and lazy afternoons just for you? A mircale he probably would never solve.
And the minute you two stepped into a store he straight wanted to go to the dress section, although you seemed to have other plans, you wanted to browse a little through the store, not just to look at what you need but to see what you might want.
"Babe, you look at this clothes, eyeing saying 'this is cute' just to not even take it to the changing room. So where is the point in that?" Shikamaru asked with that irritaed voice, watching you browse through the section. A small smile tugged at your lips before you turned your head around.
"Not everything has to be logical right? I just want to see what I probably would like but mostly can't afford or don't really need. But I still want to look." You tried to explain that, although it was just typical behaviour for you. He shurgged his shoulders continued to walk behind you.
After you was done and took a few dresses to the changing room, Shikamaru sat down on this armchair in front of it, like the typical boyfriend should do. Just waiting for you to present him the dress you tried on. After all it should be fitting for a wedding.
You took some minutes as you stepped out of the cabin. This dress was indeed really good but you kinda looked not really convinced. His eyes ranked you up and down before they settled on your unsatisfyed face. "Whats wrong, babe?" He asked then, before he would give his opinion. The shinobi was a smart man, not saying something wrong before he would clearly knew what was disturbing you.
"Don't know kinda looks...cheap on me like with those rhinestones...I thought it would be cute but it isn't at all." You sighted and then he cocked his head to the side, his eyebrows pulled together before he rested his chin on his oalm. Yeah he wasn't the one for shopping but he would give you feedback when you really wanted it.
"Well cheap is the wrong word, it's not cheap. It just not bringing out the best. You have better dresses at home." His voice collective as he eyed you. Even when this dress wasn't ideal you still was a sight to behold.
After some more dresses were he always looked up and said something to it. Shikamaru sat there looking down to his fingers that fidget with the hem of his vest. Before you stepped out again. And this time it was the perfect dress. Black and long, flattering your figure and curves. Your waist snatched with a slit in the right thigh. Gorgeous. It was just absolutly gorgeous. When he looked at you he runned a hand through his hair, cleared his throat. Just observing you before he made a move with his finger, what means that you should turn around for him.
Even your backside, he indeed liked it really much in general was breathtaking. The usually so composed and lazy shinobi gluped hard, so his adam apple bobbed in his throat.
"What you say? It's a little bold maybe, usually I don't wear this but-" you wanted to start your explanation but before this could get iut of hand he stopped you. Besides the fact that this was indeed stunning on you this was the opportunity to go out of this shop, you found the dress you would need.
"Take it. You Look good, actually more than good. Flattering even." He replied, still his eyes roamed over you. Such a pretty girlfirend, the young man thought to himself.
After you paid for the dress you and Shikamaru walked out. Indeed it had been a while but it was not so long, as what he thought it would be. A small smile tugged at his lips, a smirk perhaps, a smart smirk. As soon as you two were outside again he lit on a cigarette took a drag before looking at you. "You know probably this wedding we need to attend won't be too bad, then I can oggle you the entire time." Hlhe Snickers at his own words. Before you have him, quiet a playful nudge. "Oggle me huh? I will oggle you too, after all we still need to get something you can wear too, Shika." You spoke and he could swear for a moment he saw a devilish grin. But then the realization kicked in he took the cigarette with two fingers out of his mouth.
"What do you mean with for me?" Poor hoy thinking shopping was over, you still needed fitting shoes and besides that he would need a suit. And Shika probably would look so good in it.
"Like how I said it, clever boy. We need a suit or something like that for you. Oh don't give me that look." You teased, patted his cheek.
"For someone who always knows every move I could make and has like battle strategy plans...you should have known that we are not done yet." You said to him with a small giggle. Then you leaned forward placed a cheeky kiss on his lips before you walked further.
"You will be the death of me." Shikamaru meant before he literally didn't have a choice and continued the shopping spree
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dr3am5scape ยท 9 days ago
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Summary: You haven't seen your close friend, Sevika as often. You weren't expecting to see her at the same cafe as you were.
No warnings :D (Beside minor/men dni pls)
There seem to be a small cafe you came across this morning. You went in and felt the atmosphere warm up your soul. At the front counter of the cafe, their were dozens of delicious pastries. You order two almond crossiants, along with a cup of coffee. Right when you were about to sit, a bell rings from the door. That familiar someone you recognize. Sevika notice you at the farthest corner of the window. โ€œNever thought I find you in a place like this,โ€ she says. You sip on your coffee. โ€œI thought you were at work already.โ€ You raise an eyebrow. Sevika walks up, her hands in her coat pockets. โ€œNah, got a day off.โ€ She takes out a chair and sits across from you. โ€œWell, what you have going on?โ€ You ask. Sevika shrugs. โ€œNothing much. Woke up and started my day off.โ€ Sevika tilt her head. โ€œSame. I found this cafe all of a sudden. I didnโ€™t know we even have one around town. I came to get out of the house,โ€ you stated, eating your croissant. You didnโ€™t wanna make things awkward between the two, so you ask. โ€œIf your freeโ€ฆyou knowโ€ฆ.we could-โ€œ โ€œ Spend time with me? You couldโ€™ve just ask.โ€ Sevika chuckles. You felt embarrassed from what you said. โ€œRight... Youโ€™ve always been busy, thatโ€™s for sure.โ€ Sevika turns the cafe menu at the front. โ€œWhatโ€™s good here?โ€ Moments later in the cafe was a soothing moment. You two spend the morning talking and laughing.
After enjoying each otherโ€™s company, towards 11:30am, you two step out the cafe. Sevika looks down at you, notice you were freezing. โ€œYou sure youโ€™re not cold? I know you, y/n.โ€ She asks, stuffing her hands in her coat pockets. โ€œNo, I should be okay,โ€ you said trying to be warm, but couldnโ€™t. โ€œYour shivering.โ€ Sevika takes out her black jacket and place it over your shoulders. Before you even say anything. โ€œJust take it. Youโ€™re shaking like some kind of a wet dog.โ€ She rolls her eyes, chuckling at how cute you wore with her huge coat. Sevika offer to walk with you to your home. โ€œThanks for spending time with me.โ€ You lift up a small smile on you face. โ€œYeah, yeah. Donโ€™t mention it.โ€ Sevika shrugs, stuffing her hands back in her pants pockets. โ€œMaybe another day, we could spend more time often at the cafe. I missed seeing you around.โ€ The corner of Sevikaโ€™s lip curl to a small smile. โ€œYeah, I guess we havenโ€™t hung out for awhile.โ€ She paused for a moment. When you thought of her coat you had on, you quickly hand it to her.
โ€œOh and here. I donโ€™t want to see you catch a cold-โ€œ โ€œKeep it.โ€ โ€œWhat?โ€ โ€œI said, keep it. You need it more than I do.โ€ Sevika says softly, crossing her arms. โ€œDonโ€™t get used to it. Iโ€™m not usually sweet.โ€ You smile at her, blushing. โ€œWell you are to me.โ€ โ€œShut it.โ€ She rolls her eyes and wave you goodbye, walking away from your home. She disappear in the cold-foggy air. Once you close your door, you smell her black coat. A surprisingly nice smell of cologne from her, gave you a comforting feeling. As night-time arrives, you slept peacefully along with her coat, thinking of how her arms would wrap around you, wishing she was still there.
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mentally-unstable-weirdo ยท 2 months ago
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Bodyguard Simon"Ghost" Riley x (fem) Reader
The Quiet Moments
Summary:
On a rainy day at a quiet safe house, you notice Ghost silently keeping watch, as he always does. Wanting to offer a small comfort, you gently place a blanket over his shoulders, despite how out of place it looks against his tactical gear. When you try to leave, he surprises you by softly asking you to stay. You sit beside him, sharing the blanket and a rare moment of warmth and peace. Though heโ€™s not used to kindness, he doesnโ€™t push you awayโ€”instead, he silently lets you in, just a little, and for that moment, itโ€™s enough.
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Scenario: The Quiet Moments
The safe house was quiet. It was a rare moment of peace, tucked away in the countryside, far from the chaos that had become your life lately. Ghost, as always, sat by the window, silent and vigilant, his masked face turned toward the dense forest outside.
You watched him from the kitchen, pretending to focus on the book in your lap but failing miserably. He was always like thisโ€”distant, stoic, and impossibly hard to read. But after weeks of being stuck together, youโ€™d learned to find comfort in his presence, even if he barely spoke.
Still, today feltโ€ฆ different. Maybe it was the rain tapping softly against the windows, or maybe you were just tired of the silence.
You decided to try your luck.
Carrying a blanket, you quietly approached him, careful not to startle himโ€”though, of course, nothing ever really caught Ghost off guard.
โ€œHey,โ€ you said softly, stopping a few feet away.
His head turned slightly, acknowledging you but not saying anything.
Without asking, you draped the blanket over his broad shoulders. The soft, warm fabric was laughably out of place against his tactical gear, but you didnโ€™t care.
โ€œWhatโ€ฆ are you doing?โ€ he asked, his voice low, rough, and confused.
โ€œYou look cold,โ€ you said simply, offering him a small smile before turning to leave.
But before you could step away, his gloved hand reached out, gently catching your wrist. The touch was lightโ€”hesitant, almostโ€”as though he wasnโ€™t sure he should be doing it.
โ€œStay,โ€ he murmured, barely louder than a whisper.
That one word stopped you in your tracks.
You blinked, looking down at his hand, then back up at him. His eyes, usually so guarded, were softer somehow, though you could tell he was fighting against letting his walls down.
Without a word, you sat beside him, the blanket now covering both of you. For a long moment, neither of you spoke. The rain fell steadily outside, and the warmth of his shoulder pressed lightly against yours.
โ€œYouโ€ฆ donโ€™t have to check on me all the time,โ€ he said quietly, after what felt like forever.
โ€œI know,โ€ you replied, leaning your head against his arm. โ€œBut I want to.โ€
He didnโ€™t respond, but after a few minutes, you felt him shift ever so slightly, just enough that his arm brushed more firmly against yoursโ€”an unspoken acknowledgment.
And for the first time, Ghost allowed himself to sit there, in the quiet, with you. No mission. No danger. Just warmth.
And for now, that was enough.
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mesu-senshi ยท 4 months ago
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Title: โ€œBe Still, My Giant Heartโ€ part 1
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Pairing: Konig x Reader
Theme: Comedy, Romance, Fluff
Trope: Arranged Marriage
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Kรถnig wasnโ€™t sure how heโ€™d gotten himself into this situation.
It started with his mother calling him during a rare moment of peace. โ€œSchatz,โ€ sheโ€™d said with all the sweetness of a baker dusting sugar on fresh strudel, โ€œitโ€™s time you settled down.โ€
Fast forward a few weeks, and here he was, standing in his sparse quarters at the base, waiting for his soon-to-be-wife to arrive. A stranger. An arranged marriage. He had a knot in his stomach the size of a grenade.
When the door opened, Kรถnig had to crouch, his towering figure casting a shadow over the entrance.
And there you were. Tiny, warm-eyed, and smiling up at him like he wasnโ€™t a giant of a man capable of taking down an enemy in three moves. You didnโ€™t flinch. Didnโ€™t so much as blink. Instead, you stepped closer, craning your neck to meet his gaze.
โ€œHallo!โ€ you chirped, your accent like music to his ears. โ€œYou must be Kรถnig. Iโ€™m so happy to finally meet you!โ€
He blinked. Twice. Words jammed in his throat like a traffic pile-up. โ€œJa, h-hallo,โ€ he managed, his voice a low rumble.
Your smile only grew brighter, which, he realized with a pang of terror, made his heart stutter.
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Living with you, he quickly learned, was like trying to balance on a knifeโ€™s edge. Not because you were difficult, but because he was terrified. Terrified of saying the wrong thing, of breaking something (you), of waking up to find youโ€™d realized how mismatched the two of you were and decided to leave.
But you? You settled into his space like you belonged there. Your wavy hair swayed as you walked around the shared quarters, your hums filling the silence like the promise of spring. You left sticky notes on his fridgeโ€”โ€œHave a good day!โ€ and โ€œDrink water, you giant mountain!โ€
And the affection. Oh, the affection. Heโ€™d never known anyone to touch him so casually. A pat on his arm as you passed. A playful poke to his side (he almost jumped out of his skin). The way your hand lingered on his forearm when youโ€™d laugh at his dry humor.
โ€œDo you like it?โ€ you asked one evening, holding up a plate of schnitzel youโ€™d made for dinner.
He nodded, taking a bite, his voice coming out quieter than he meant. โ€œSehr gut.โ€
โ€œGott sei Dank,โ€ you teased, winking. โ€œI was worried Iโ€™d have to bribe you with dessert.โ€
The flush started at his neck and climbed like a wildfire.
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The breaking point came two weeks in.
Youโ€™d decided to surprise him by baking something โ€œjust like your Mutter probably makes.โ€ He walked in on you standing on your tiptoes, trying in vain to reach the top cabinet.
โ€œAch, here,โ€ he said, his voice gentler than he thought possible, easily grabbing the jar youโ€™d been reaching for.
You turned to him, wide-eyed and soft. โ€œThank you, Kรถnig.โ€
And then you did something dangerous.
You stretched up and kissed his cheek.
He froze. His face felt like it had been doused in lava. The kiss was innocent, sweet, but it packed a punch that nearly knocked him over.
โ€œY-You donโ€™t mind?โ€ he stammered. โ€œMe being here. This arrangementโ€ฆโ€
โ€œMind?โ€ you repeated, tilting your head like heโ€™d asked if the sky was blue. โ€œKรถnig, youโ€™re amazing.โ€
He blinked down at you. โ€œYouโ€ฆ think so?โ€
Your laughter filled the room. โ€œYouโ€™re a gentle giant. Youโ€™re sweet, thoughtful, andโ€ฆโ€ You paused, letting your eyes rake over him in a way that made him swallow hard. โ€œ...very, very attractive.โ€
If he wasnโ€™t beet red before, he was now.
โ€œBesides,โ€ you added, reaching for his handโ€”tiny in his massive oneโ€”โ€œI like being near you. You make me feel safe.โ€
Safe. The word echoed in his mind. He wasnโ€™t sure what heโ€™d done to deserve you, but for the first time in weeks, his anxiety melted into something softer, warmer.
Maybe, just maybe, this arrangement wasnโ€™t a mistake after all.
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Later that Night
Kรถnig, lying stiff as a board in bed, replaying the moment you called him โ€œattractive.โ€
You, snuggled into your pillow, dreaming sweetly of your gentle giant.
Neither of you realized how quickly the trial before marriage was turning into something real.
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kvysvdilla ยท 3 months ago
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--- Oneshot ---
Mark Lee-senior uni student x Y/N-junior uni student
Summary:
Y/N, a medical student, is hard at work on her presentation slides in the midst of a busy college schedule. While her boyfriend Mark Lee, a senior in electrical engineering and a basketball player, has a busy day of his own, but he still makes the effort to spend time with Y/N. What starts as a simple walk to her dorm turns into a cozy, intimate afternoon. Markโ€™s unexpected affection and caring gestures soften the stress Y/Nโ€™s been feeling. They enjoy quiet moments together in her dorm, where Mark even offers to cuddle, understanding the importance of balance between love and work. Y/N finds herself realizing just how much sheโ€™s missed these moments with him, making plans to prioritize their time together despite her busy schedule as a medical students.
GENRE: Romance | Fluff | College life | Slice of life | Student au.
The small classroom buzzed softly with chatter, the muted sounds of pens scratching against paper filling the air as Y/N and her friend, Hana, worked through the tutorial assigned by their lecturer. Y/N was halfway through labeling diagrams on her notebook, her mind partially tuned into Hanaโ€™s rambling about weekend plans.
โ€œSeriously, Y/N,โ€ Hana laughed, โ€œyou need to stop burying yourself in these anatomy books. Youโ€™re going to end up dreaming about nervous systems.โ€
Y/N grinned, spinning her pen between her fingers. โ€œHey, itโ€™s my life. Welcome to medical course.โ€
โ€œYeah, yeah. We get it. Future pediatrician extraordinaire,โ€ Hana teased.
Y/N glanced at her watch and noticed there were only five minutes left until the class ended. โ€œAlmost time,โ€ she murmured, beginning to gather her pens.
Hana groaned, leaning back in her seat. โ€œI canโ€™t walk back to the dorms with you today. My auntโ€™s in the hospital, and I promised my mom Iโ€™d stop by to visit her.โ€
Y/N smiled understandingly. โ€œItโ€™s fine, Hana. The dormโ€™s just a 15-minute walk. Iโ€™ll enjoy the fresh air, and Iโ€™ve got my AirPods for some good music.โ€
Hana frowned. โ€œYou sure? You could ask Mark to come get you. He wouldnโ€™t mind.โ€
Y/N shook her head quickly. โ€œMark has class when ours finishes. I donโ€™t want to bother him over something this small. Itโ€™s still daylight, Hana. Iโ€™ll be fine.โ€
Their conversation was cut short by their lecturer clapping his hands. โ€œClass dismissed! Donโ€™t forget to prepare for your presentations next week.โ€
Hana scrambled to pack her things, muttering under her breath about buses and traffic. Meanwhile, Y/N calmly closed her notebook and slipped it into her bag.
โ€œI have to run,โ€ Hana said, slinging her bag over her shoulder. โ€œLet me know when you get to the dorm, okay? Stay safe!โ€
โ€œI will. Donโ€™t worry,โ€ Y/N reassured her.
With a quick wave, Hana dashed out of the room, leaving Y/N alone. She zipped up her bag, slung it over her shoulder, and walked toward the door.
But just as she stepped outside, a sudden force nudged her backward, making her stumble back into the classroom. Before she could react, her body was pressed gently against the wall beside the door.
A warm hand steadied her waist, and before she could say a word, soft lips brushed against hers in a quick, feather-light kiss.
Y/N blinked, her brain struggling to catch up. โ€œM-Mark?!โ€
Standing in front of her was her boyfriend, Mark Lee. With his casual sweatshirt, and glasses resting on his nose, he looked every bit the charming senior sheโ€™d fallen for. Mark was in his third year of electrical engineering, a course that perfectly suited his meticulous and problem-solving nature.
He wasnโ€™t just known for his brains, thoughโ€”Mark was one of the most popular guys on campus. With his easygoing personality, boyish grin, and talent for making everyone feel comfortable, it was no surprise he had a long line of admirers. But despite the attention, he always made it clear that he only had eyes for her.
Sheโ€™d first met Mark through Hanaโ€™s boyfriend, Haechan. It was a casual introduction during a group study session, and at first, she hadnโ€™t thought much of it. But after a few encountersโ€”where Markโ€™s subtle humor, thoughtfulness, and that shy little laugh of his shone throughโ€”she started seeing him in a different light.
The moment they became a couple was still vivid in her mind. It had been after weeks of late-night texts, study dates, and stolen moments of laughter. He had confessed in the most Mark way possibleโ€”straightforward and sincere.
โ€œHey, I just want to say that I like you. Like, really like you. You don't have to say it back if you don't want to. I just need let it out and just to let you know that I like you. But... Actually, it would be really nice if.. You know, if you like me back. Because I think weโ€™d be great together. What do you say?โ€
And, well, how could she say no?
Back in the present, Markโ€™s chuckle pulled her from her thoughts. โ€œYou okay, baby?โ€ he asked, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face.
She blinked a few times, her cheeks flushing. She slapped his chest lightly, glaring at him. โ€œYou almost gave me a heart attack, Mark!โ€ she hissed in a whispered shout.
Mark laughed, his eyes crinkling. โ€œSorry, sorry. You were too hot to resist. With your messy bun hair, the glasses. Gosh.. Babe you're driving me crazy.โ€
She chuckled shortly before she realized something, โ€œWait- why are you here? Arenโ€™t you supposed to be in class?โ€ she asked, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion.
Mark slid his hand down to hers, intertwining their fingers and walk hand in hand, โ€œMy class got canceled last minute. So, I figured Iโ€™d come to see my princess. But Iโ€™m starving, so how about we grab something to eat at the cafeteria?โ€
Y/Nโ€™s heart softened, and she couldnโ€™t stop the small smile tugging at her lips. โ€œSure baby, let's fill up your stomach.โ€
His gaze suddenly darted around. โ€œWait, whereโ€™s Hana? Youโ€™re not walking back alone, are you?โ€
โ€œShe had to visit her aunt at the hospital,โ€ Y/N explained as he led her down the hallway.
Mark frowned slightly but squeezed her hand reassuringly. โ€œGood thing I came, then. There's no way Iโ€™m letting you walk back alone.โ€
Moments later, Y/N and Mark were seated at a small corner table in the university cafeteria. The air buzzed with conversation, clinking cutlery, and the occasional sound of laughter. Mark had already unwrapped the sandwich for her and he continue to open his.
โ€œYouโ€™ve been working way too hard, baby,โ€ Mark said taking a big bite of his sandwich. โ€œAssignments, presentations, all that med school stressโ€ฆ You need to slow down a little.โ€
Y/N rolled her eyes but smiled. โ€œItโ€™s not like I have a choice. Medical students donโ€™t exactly get a lot of free time, you know. And besides, Iโ€™m handling it.โ€
โ€œHandling it?โ€ Mark gave her a knowing look. โ€œYour dark circles tell a different story. Good thing Iโ€™m here to make sure you donโ€™t turn into a zombie.โ€
She chuckled, shaking her head as she took a bite of her sandwich. โ€œYouโ€™re ridiculous, Mark.โ€
โ€œAnd youโ€™re adorable,โ€ he shot back with a grin.
As Y/N leaned forward to sip her drink, her glasses slid down the bridge of her nose. Mark instinctively reached out, gently pushing them back up.
โ€œCareful, Doc,โ€ he teased, referring to her dream of becoming a doctor. โ€œCanโ€™t have you losing your vision now. Whoโ€™s going to save lives if you canโ€™t see straight?โ€
Y/N swatted his hand away, laughing. โ€œI can handle my own glasses, thank you very much.โ€
โ€œSure you can,โ€ he teased with a smirk.
Mark leaned back in his chair and took another bite of his sandwich before casually mentioning, โ€œBy the way, Iโ€™ve got basketball practice this afternoon. Itโ€™s at 4, but I was kinda hoping youโ€™d come with me. Jeno told me his girl is gonna be there too.โ€
Y/N glanced at him, her expression apologetic. โ€œMark, you know Iโ€™d love to, but I really canโ€™t. I still have to settle those presentation slides, write the patient case summary, and prep for tomorrowโ€™s anatomy quiz. Everything is due this week, and Iโ€™m already behind.โ€
Markโ€™s shoulders slumped a little, and he gave her his signature puppy-dog eyes. โ€œBut I miss you,โ€ he pouted.
She sighed softly, reaching across the table to squeeze his hand. โ€œI miss you too. But itโ€™s not like I can just skip out on work.โ€
โ€œI know, I know,โ€ he mumbled, though the disappointment was clear in his tone.
Feeling bad, Y/N smiled and said, โ€œHow about thisโ€”you can hang out in my dorm until practice. Hanaโ€™s visiting her aunt at the hospital, so she wonโ€™t be back until dinner. You can nap or chill there while I work on my slides. Deal?โ€
Markโ€™s face lit up immediately. โ€œWait, really? Youโ€™re sure I wonโ€™t be a distraction?โ€
Y/N gave him a pointed look. โ€œYou will be a distraction, but as long as you keep it quiet and let me focus, I think I can handle it.โ€
He grinned, already looking much happier. โ€œDeal. Iโ€™ll just be your supportive boyfriend quietly lounging on your bed.โ€
Y/N laughed, shaking her head. โ€œYouโ€™re unbelievable.โ€
โ€œUnbelievably in love with you,โ€ he quipped, winking.
She rolled her eyes but couldnโ€™t hide the smile tugging at her lips. As the two of them chatted, Y/N couldnโ€™t help but notice the occasional glances being thrown their way. Or, more accurately, being thrown Markโ€™s way.
A group of girls sitting a few tables away seemed especially fixated on him. One of them whispered something to her friend, who giggled, while another blatantly stared, her eyes practically glued to Markโ€™s profile.
Y/N sighed softly, trying not to let it get to her. This wasnโ€™t exactly newโ€”Mark had always attracted attention. With his boy-next-door charm, easy smile, and that effortless cool vibe he carried, he was bound to catch peopleโ€™s eyes wherever he went.
Mark seemed oblivious to it all, completely focused on Y/N as he asked, โ€œSo, whatโ€™s the plan after this? Straight to your dorm to tackle those slides?โ€
โ€œYeah,โ€ Y/N replied, trying to ignore the stares. โ€œIโ€™ll have to power through the slides, case summary, and my notes for tomorrowโ€™s quiz. No breaks for me today.โ€
Mark frowned, his concern evident. โ€œYouโ€™ve got too much on your plate, babe. Donโ€™t forget to take care of yourself.โ€
โ€œIโ€™ll be fine,โ€ she assured him.
โ€œWell, at least youโ€™ll have me there to make sure you donโ€™t overwork yourself,โ€ he said with a grin.
Y/N laughed. โ€œAs long as you donโ€™t mess with my focus, youโ€™re welcome to stay.โ€
"Iโ€™m just reminding you, I know my girlfriend,โ€ he teased, reaching over to brush a crumb off her cheek.
The simple, affectionate gesture didnโ€™t go unnoticed by the girls. One of them visibly pouted, and Y/N caught another one giving her a quick once-over.
โ€œYou okay?โ€ Mark asked, tilting his head at her sudden silence.
Y/N hesitated before shaking her head with a small smile. โ€œYeah, Iโ€™m fine.โ€
He narrowed his eyes suspiciously. โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong? Youโ€™re not getting sick, are you?โ€
โ€œNo, nothing like that,โ€ she replied, resting her chin on her palm. โ€œItโ€™s justโ€ฆโ€ She trailed off, glancing briefly in the direction of the girls.
Mark followed her gaze, quickly catching on. He leaned back in his seat, his lips quirking up in a lopsided grin. โ€œAh, I see.โ€
โ€œWhat?โ€ she asked, raising an eyebrow.
โ€œDonโ€™t tell me youโ€™re jealous,โ€ he teased, his voice dropping to a playful whisper.
Y/Nโ€™s face heated up. โ€œIโ€™m not jealous. Itโ€™s justโ€ฆ annoying.โ€
Mark chuckled, reaching across the table to grab her hand. โ€œHey, let them look all they want. Iโ€™m not interested in anyone else but you.โ€
Her heart skipped a beat at the sincerity in his tone. His thumb brushed against her knuckles, grounding her.
โ€œAnd besides,โ€ he added with a smirk, โ€œyouโ€™re way cuter than they are. Youโ€™ve got nothing to worry about.โ€
Y/N rolled her eyes, but the blush on her cheeks betrayed her. โ€œYouโ€™re lucky youโ€™re charming, Mark Lee.โ€
โ€œI know,โ€ he said, winking at her.
As they continued their meal, the stares and whispers faded into the background. Mark had a way of making her feel like she was the only person in the room, and for now, that was all that mattered.
And with that, they finished their meal, ready to tackle the rest of their day together, no matter how hectic it got.
Once they arrived at Y/Nโ€™s dorm, Mark immediately made himself at home. As soon as they stepped inside, he threw his backpack on the floor, grinning mischievously before leaping onto her bed. He pulled out his phone, scrolling through it aimlessly as he laid back with his hands behind his head.
Y/N, on the other hand, was focused. She pulled her bag over to the desk and started taking out her iPad, notebook, and a few textbooks, arranging them neatly on the table. As she walked past him, she paused by her bed and leaned down, giving Mark a deep, lingering kiss on the lips.
โ€œStay put,โ€ she whispered, brushing his hair from his face. โ€œIโ€™m going to be a while finishing all this work.โ€
Mark is kinda shock by her bold move but he just smiled up at her, nodding. โ€œWoah.. I'm not gonna lie, that's kinda hot. But don't worry baby. I wonโ€™t disturb you, promise.โ€ He winked, his voice soft with affection and give a quick peck on her lips.
Y/N smiled back and settled into her chair, opening her iPad to get to work. Mark, as promised, remained quiet, occasionally glancing up at her while scrolling on his phone. His presence was comforting, but he didnโ€™t push her to spend time with him, allowing her to focus. He hummed softly to himself, clearly content but still stealing occasional glances at her.
Minutes passed, and as Y/N was deeply immersed in her work, she suddenly felt a soft kiss on the side of her neck. Startled, she gasped and looked up, only to find Mark standing behind her chair. She take her left hand to his head, playing with his hair while she's still focus on doing her tasks. He had removed his glasses, his tousled hair making him look even more handsome and effortlessly cool. He placed his hands beside her, trapping her gently between him and the desk.
โ€œIโ€™m kinda sleepy,โ€ he murmured in a deep, sleepy voice, his breath warm on her neck as he continued kissing her jaw and behind her ear. โ€œI was thinkingโ€ฆ maybe we can take a quick nap? Just a short one? We could cuddle for a bit.โ€
Y/Nโ€™s heart fluttered at his words, but she knew she had to finish her work. โ€œYou go ahead and sleep, Mark,โ€ she replied softly as she remove her hand from his hair, โ€œIโ€™ll be done soon. You can rest first.โ€
Mark sighed, looking slightly disappointed but understanding. โ€œOkay, baby. I got it.โ€ He placed one last kiss on her neck before walking back to the bed, settling down with a soft exhale.
Y/N stared at him for a moment, guilt creeping in as she saw how comfortable he looked, how relaxed he was, waiting for her. She bit her lip and glanced at the work on her desk, but after a few more minutes of feeling the weight of rejection, she closed her iPad and packed her books away.
Without another thought, Y/N walked over to the bed, climbing in next to him. Mark stirred as he felt the mattress shift, and Y/N jumped next to him. She pushed his messy hair back from his forehead and leaned down to place a soft kiss on his forehead.
Mark stirred again, feeling the gentle touch. He smirked, his arms immediately wrapping around her waist, pulling her close. โ€œNow you feel bad, huh?โ€ he teased, his voice low and playful.
Y/N smiled, nodding sheepishly. โ€œI didnโ€™t want to keep rejecting you.โ€ She laid her head on his chest, wrapping her arms around him as they cuddled together.
Mark sighed contentedly, his hand gently stroking her back. โ€œIโ€™m glad youโ€™re here,โ€ he murmured. โ€œI donโ€™t care if youโ€™ve got work to do, as long as youโ€™re with me, everything feels right.โ€
They stayed like that for a while, wrapped up in each otherโ€™s arms. The outside world faded as the two of them enjoyed the quiet moment, with Markโ€™s steady breathing lulling Y/N into a peaceful sleep.
Markโ€™s phone alarm blared loudly, pulling him out of his peaceful nap. He groaned softly as he stretched, his muscles sore from the long day of studying and practicing. He glanced at the time on his phoneโ€”3:30 PM. His basketball practice was in just a few minutes. He pushed his messy hair back, running a hand through it before he turned to look at Y/N.
She was still sound asleep, laying comfortably in his arms, her breathing steady and peaceful. He smiled softly, watching her for a moment before carefully brushing the stray strands of hair from her face. He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, then a soft peck on her cheek, being careful not to wake her up. She deserved this rest, he thought.
โ€œHow did I became so lucky? How can this beautiful thing ended up being my girlfriend?โ€ Mark thought to himself with a small smile before slowly slipping out of the bed. He walked quietly to the bathroom to wash his face and freshen up, not wanting to disturb her.
Meanwhile, Y/N stirred slightly from the sound of running water. She opened her half-closed eyes and looked at the clock on her study table. It was already 3:53 PM. No wonderโ€”Markโ€™s basketball practice was coming up. She sat up slowly, her eyes still a bit sleepy, but she kept glancing at the bathroom door, waiting for him to come out.
Mark walked out of the bathroom a few moments later, a bit startled to see Y/N sitting on the edge of the bed. He quickly apologized. โ€œOh- Hey baby. Did I woke you up,โ€ he ask, closing the bathroom door.
Y/N smiled softly, shaking her head. โ€œNo, you're not,โ€ she whispered. She sat up fully, stretching slightly.
He grabbed and wears his glasses, getting ready to leave. โ€œSo, Iโ€™m heading to practice now,โ€ he said casually, glancing over at her.
Y/N frowned just a little, her eyes half-closed in confusion. โ€œWhy didnโ€™t you wake me earlier?โ€ she asked softly, a hint of playful frustration in her voice.
Mark was taken aback for a moment, but then walks towards her as he cupped her face in his hands, gently caressing her cheeks. โ€œI didnโ€™t want to disturb you. You were sleeping so soundly, and I would feel bad waking you up,โ€ he said sincerely.
Y/N thought for a moment, then smiled softly as she place her hand on top of his that is still cupping her face. โ€œI actually wanted to come with you to practice,โ€ she admitted looking at Mark who is standing in front of her.
Mark blinked in surprise, pausing his actions for a moment. She continued, โ€œI realized we havenโ€™t really spent much time together lately. But I also need to finish my assignments and presentation slides. Theyโ€™re due soon.โ€
A smile spread across Markโ€™s face as his eyes lit up. โ€œYou want to come with me?โ€ he asked, his voice filled with excitement.
Y/N smiled and nodded. โ€œYeah, Iโ€™ve been busy with everything, and I miss hanging out with you.โ€
Without a word, Mark pulled her by her neck into a deep, lingering kiss. The warmth of his lips and the passion behind the kiss made Y/N feel a little dizzy, but she smiled against his lips.
She pulled away for a second, whispering, โ€œI need to get ready thoughโ€ฆโ€
Mark raised an eyebrow playfully. โ€œGet ready for what? You look perfect as you are. Youโ€™re already dressed for class, and you look amazing.โ€ He gave her a mischievous grin.
Y/N giggled, a little surprised at his comment. โ€œIs that so?โ€ she teased.
โ€œAbsolutely, 201%,โ€ Mark responded with a confident nod, his smile never fading.
Y/N laughed softly, feeling the warmth of his affection. โ€œWell, in that case, maybe Iโ€™ll just go with you as I am.โ€
Markโ€™s eyes softened, his smile growing even more. โ€œGood decision,โ€ he whispered, pulling her back into his arms for one more kiss before they left for the practice together.
The end.
Author's note:
Hey lovely readers,
First of all, thank you so much for taking the time to read the Mark Lee oneshot! It truly means a lot to me, and Iโ€™m so grateful for your support and feedback. Writing this has been such a fun and rewarding experience, and Iโ€™m glad to have you along for the journey.
Thank you again for your love and supportโ€”youโ€™re amazing! Stay tuned and take care!
With love,
kvys. ๐Ÿ–ค
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lavenderauthor ยท 9 months ago
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Title: "Kidnapped" by A Teenager by LavenderAuthor, Incomplete (RIP Constantine's Sanity) (16.5k)
Rating: Teen
Fandom: Batman, Danny Phantom
Relationship: Danny Fenton & Jason Todd, Batfamily Members & Danny Fenton, Batfamily Members & Jason Todd, Batfamily Members & Batfamily Members (DCU), Danny Fenton & Frostbite
Summary:ย  It was supposed to be a simple outing for the various members of the Wayne Familyโ€” legality notwithstanding โ€”but then a simple message was sent in the group chat by Jason upon his disappearance's notice: "Going to Doctor's. Might be back by dinner"
Was it sudden? Yes, given he had come to the mall with them, but they tried not to worry. This was Jason, after all. The man probably had "crime lord" business to handle that allowed him an easy out of socializing.
It only became worrying when dinner went by and he was seen walking into a camera's blindside at the mall with a teen but not exiting the mall.
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icycoldninja ยท 8 months ago
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heya there :))) i was wondering if you could write something fluffy for Sephiroth? Like the soft pre-nibelheim version :3 I was thinking like an s/o that has a meet cute with him cause they also work at shinra? idk you dont have to either way have a good dayyy eeee ily
Yes, absolutely!
Meet cute (Sephiroth x Reader fluff)
You were nothing more than an ordinary Shinra intern, rushing through the halls, trying to deliver paperwork to all your superiors moments before it was due, mind racing with worries about what would happen if you were late, even by five minutes.
You had completed most of your errands by this point, all you had left to do was deliver some test results to that douchebag scientist Hojo whom you never liked, and you'd be home free. You were so focused on delivering these papers, you didn't watch where you were going and subsequently bumped right into a very tall man who was exiting the lab.
"Oh, damn it," You swore, immediately backing up. "I'm so, so, sorry sir, I wasn't watching where I was going, my apologies."
"It's not a problem," The man replied, smiling. You looked up, meeting his eyes for the first time, and nearly audibly gasped. Before you was the most beautiful man you'd ever seen in your life, with glittering Mako green eyes and lovely, long, shimmering silver hair. What you wouldn't give to be able to run your hands through that hair--God, was it beautiful.
This man, whoever he was, seemed to be equally as captivated with you as you were with him; his cat-like eyes never leaving yours. You could have gazed into each other's souls till the end of time, had that greaseball Hojo not decided to interrupt with an obnoxious series of giggles and a few short statements.
"Ah, Y/N, I see you've met Sephiroth, my prized SOLDIER. Do give me my papers now, thank you." Absently, you handed the sheets over, not caring whether they fell to the floor or not. Completely ignoring the scientist's presence, you and the man before you began walking down the hall together, seemingly unaware that you were still staring at each other.
"Oh, I, uh, never got your name," You prompted nervously.
"Sephiroth. My name is Sephiroth," Responded the angel. "And you?"
"Y/N. Do you...maybe...wanna...hang out later? After work?"
"I get off at 9."
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strawberriesoup ยท 6 months ago
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seungmincore เณ€โ‹†๏ฝกหš๐Ÿพโ‚Šหšเท†
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โ‚Šหšเท† mind empty, just seungmin,,โ€”
๏ฝก๏พŸโ€ขโ”ˆ๊’ฐแƒ โ™ก เป’๊’ฑโ”ˆโ€ข ๏ฝก๏พŸ
โ™ก daily routines
โ™ก puppy eyes
โ™ก wildflowers
โ™ก warm smiles
โ™ก ruffling hair
โ™ก nose kisses
โ™ก handwritten notes
โ™ก lullabies
โ™ก nicknames
โ™ก harmless shenanigans
โ™ก play fights
โ™ก sleeping with the fan on
โ™ก karaoke
โ™ก polaroids
โ™ก hidden glances
skzcore masterlistโ‹†โญ’หš๐Ÿ“๏ฝกโ‹†
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latin5mamii ยท 5 months ago
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worth remembering
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genre: judebellingham x you
summary: one of your dates where he remembers everything about you..
author's note: unexpected but i posted! Finally, you deserve it!Also England games just finished and i'm happy for our baby boy (player of the match!)๐Ÿฅน
ห– แกฃ๐ญฉ โŠน เฃช เฑจเงŽหšโ‚Šห– แกฃ๐ญฉ โŠน เฃช เฑจเงŽหšโ‚Šห– แกฃ๐ญฉ โŠน เฃช เฑจเงŽหšโ‚Šห– แกฃ๐ญฉ โŠน เฃช เฑจเงŽหšโ‚Šห– แกฃ๐ญฉ โŠน เฃช เฑจเงŽ
You loved that place. From the moment you stepped in, it felt like home. The warm light reflected off the wood, the glasses, and every corner of the room, wrapping everything in a golden glow. The wooden floor creaked softly underfoot, giving the space a lived-in charm. It was the kind of spot youโ€™d miss if you didnโ€™t know to look for it. But Jude knew. He remembered, and not only that, he brought your favorite flowers too.
He held the door open for you as the faint sounds of saxophone and piano spilled into the crisp evening air. โ€œAfter you,โ€ he said, his smile soft but sure.
You stepped inside, greeted by the warm hum of conversation and the low murmur of jazz wrapping itself around the room. The place smelled faintly of wood and something rich, like spiced wine, and you couldnโ€™t help but smile. It was perfect.
Jude glanced down at you as you both weaved through the intimate crowd toward your table. โ€œYou like it?โ€ he asked, his voice low, just for you.
You nodded, already feeling your cheeks warm under his gaze. โ€œItโ€™s perfect, thank you"
He grinned, his hand brushing yours for just a moment before he pulled out your chair. It was such a small thing, but the simple gesture sent a flutter through your chest. Jude was always like thisโ€”thoughtful in ways that made you feel seen, cared for.
"Thank you for what?"he teased, leaning closer across the small table.
You laughed softly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. โ€œItโ€™s hard not to. This is exactly my kind of place, and my favorite flowers.โ€
โ€œI know,โ€ he said, his tone easy, confident. โ€œYou told me that on our second date. Remember?โ€
Your eyes widened slightly in surprise. You did remember mentioning it, vaguely, during a conversation over coffee and pastries. โ€œYou remembered that?โ€
โ€œโ€˜Course I did.โ€ He shrugged, as though it were the most natural thing in the world. โ€œYou said you loved jazz because it felt like music you could live inside . Thought it might be nice to bring you somewhere you could feel that.Then, you're worth remembering"
Your chest tightened at his words, the sweetness of them catching you off guard. You glanced away, feeling suddenly shy under the weight of his gaze. โ€œYouโ€™re too good to me,โ€ you murmured.
He chuckled, low and warm. โ€œNot possible.โ€
You talked about everything and nothingโ€”your days, little inside jokes, and even the time you tried to play jazz piano as a kid and failed miserably.
โ€œYou? Bad at something? Hard to believe,โ€ Jude teased, his grin teasing.
โ€œOh, I was awful,โ€ you admitted, laughing. โ€œThe teacher begged me to pick a different instrument. Or maybe just stick to listening.โ€
โ€œWell, good thing you did,โ€ he said, gesturing around the room. โ€œWouldnโ€™t want you up there. Iโ€™m not sure I could sit through it.โ€
You swatted at his arm playfully, laughing despite yourself. โ€œYouโ€™re mean!โ€
โ€œOnly a little,โ€ he countered, his laughter echoing yours.
The waiter approached and asked if you were ready to order, but Jude politely requested a couple of minutes to decide on a drink. Your attention lingered not only on his words, but also on the way he spoke, the gestures of his hands, and the flowers he had brought for the evening.
The waiter then excused himself, promising to return in a couple of minutes. The moment he was gone, Jude shifted in his seat, a soft smile playing on his lips as he looked at you across the small, candle-lit table.
โ€œDo we really need two minutes to figure out what to drink?โ€ you asked, your voice light and teasing, though there was a nervous flutter in your chest at the way he was watching you.
โ€œAbsolutely,โ€ Jude replied, his smile deepening. โ€œChoosing a drink is an important decision. It has to set the tone for the night.โ€
You raised an eyebrow, intrigued. โ€œOh, is that so?โ€
โ€œYeah,โ€ he said, leaning in a little closer, his voice soft and inviting. โ€œItโ€™s about more than just taste. Itโ€™s about what feels right in the moment. The kind of drink that matches the mood, the place... and the company.โ€
You felt your cheeks warm at the way he said the last part, but you tried to play it cool, shifting in your seat and taking a small sip of your wine. โ€œWell, Iโ€™d say Iโ€™m pretty easy to please. A glass of wine is good enough for me.โ€
โ€œWine, huh?โ€ Jude mused, his eyes darkening with something unreadable. โ€œI can see that. You strike me as someone who enjoys something a little... classic. Elegant.โ€
You felt a little shiver run through you at the compliment, the way his gaze held yours as though he saw something deeper, something more. You smiled softly, trying to ignore the way your heart picked up its pace.
โ€œI like things that feel comfortable,โ€ you said, your voice quieter now, more vulnerable than before. โ€œThings that feel like theyโ€™ve been around long enough to be familiar.โ€
Judeโ€™s smile softened, and he gave a small nod. โ€œI get that,โ€ he murmured, his gaze never leaving yours.
You shyly giggled, feeling your heart race from his gaze, a flutter of warmth spreading through you. His eyes never left yours, and the way he looked at you made everything feel just a little more intimate than it had been before.
"Do I make you laugh?" Jude asked, his voice soft but teasing. "You're cute when you do that."
Your cheeks flushed, and you quickly looked down at your glass, trying to hide your smile. โ€œIโ€”guess I canโ€™t help it,โ€ you mumbled, glancing back up at him. โ€œYouโ€™re just... funny.โ€
He raised an eyebrow, leaning back in his chair with a playful grin. "Am I? Or are you just saying that because youโ€™re trying to hide that smile?โ€
You couldnโ€™t help but laugh, shaking your head a little. "Maybe both," you admitted, still feeling a little flustered under his gaze.
Judeโ€™s smile softened, and he leaned forward again, his eyes full of warmth. โ€œI like it,โ€ he said, his voice quieter now, like it was just for you.
"Just so you know" he stopped for a moment "You owe me another date"
You tilted your head, a playful glint in your eyes. โ€œOh? And why is that?โ€
Jude leaned back slightly, folding his arms with a mischievous smile. โ€œWell, for one, Iโ€™ve brought you to your favorite spot, remembered your favorite flowers, and made you laugh all night. Iโ€™d say that definitely qualifies for at least another date.โ€
You raised an eyebrow, the corner of your lips tugging into a soft smile. โ€œHow can I say no?โ€
"You can't" He chuckled, then continued "Won't let you"
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bellamby ยท 1 year ago
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Screwloose is what we refer to as "quirky"
If you guessed "Decepticon Scientist!!!!" you'd be right!
Never seen without a smile, constantly dreaming up her next experiment, and cautiously choosing her next test subject. That's how she spends most of her time.
Her greatest success? Project Psyche. A prototype said to be able to hack into any Cybertronian system - namely, the minds of other Cybertronians, Autobot AND Decepticons alike.
(She's the main antagonist of Silver Sun's story)
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cyberfanzz ยท 1 year ago
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๐–ฌ๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–ฌ๐—’ ๐–ง๐—Ž๐—Œ๐–ป๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ
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๐–ฏ๐–บ๐—‚๐—‹๐—‚๐—‡๐—€: ๐–ข๐—๐—Ž๐—Ž๐—’๐–บ ๐–ญ๐–บ๐—„๐–บ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐–บ ๐—‘ GN! ๐–ฑ๐–พ๐–บ๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—‹
๐– /๐–ญ: ๐–ฒ๐—ˆ, ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฟ๐—‚๐–ผ๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐–จ ๐—๐–บ๐—…๐—„๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐–ป๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐— ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—…๐—…! ๐–จ'๐—† ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—‹๐—’ ๐—‚๐— ๐—๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„ ๐—†๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—‡๐–บ๐—…๐—…๐—’ ๐—†๐–บ๐—„๐–พ! ๐–ณ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฟ๐—‚๐–ผ๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—Œ๐—…๐—‚๐—€๐—๐—๐—…๐—’ ๐–ป๐–บ๐—Œ๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—€, "๐–ฌ๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–ฌ๐—’ ๐–ง๐—Ž๐—Œ๐–ป๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ," ๐–ป๐—’ ๐–ฌ๐—‚๐—๐—Œ๐—„๐—‚. ๐–ค๐—‡๐—ƒ๐—ˆ๐—’! โ™ฅ๏ธŽ
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๐–ณ๐—๐–พ ๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—’ ๐—๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—‡๐–บ๐—…๐—…๐—’ ๐–บ๐—‹๐—‹๐—‚๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ.
๐–จ๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—†๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ๐—‡๐— ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐–บ๐—…๐—„๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‚๐—Œ๐—…๐–พ, ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„ ๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–บ๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–พ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐– ๐—‚๐—Œ๐—…๐–พ, ๐–ข๐—๐—Ž๐—Ž๐—’๐–บ ๐–ญ๐–บ๐—„๐–บ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐–บ, ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—‡-๐—๐—ˆ-๐–ป๐–พ ๐—๐—Ž๐—Œ๐–ป๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ. ๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—…๐–ฝ ๐—Œ๐–พ๐–พ ๐—๐—‚๐—† ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—€๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹๐—Œ ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–พ๐—’๐–พ๐—Œ, ๐—Ž๐—‡๐—…๐—‚๐—„๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—€๐—Ž๐–พ๐—Œ๐—๐—Œ ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–บ๐—Ž๐–ฝ๐—‚๐–พ๐—‡๐–ผ๐–พ ๐—๐—๐—ˆ ๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐–ป๐–ป๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ผ๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ๐—†๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—’ ๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ.
๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—€๐—๐— ๐–บ๐–ป๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—’ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐–ข๐—๐—Ž๐—Ž๐—’๐–บ, ๐–ฟ๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—† ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—‹๐—Œ๐— ๐—†๐–พ๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—ƒ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐— ๐—๐—๐—ˆ ๐–ฝ๐—Ž๐—†๐–ป ๐—๐–พ๐–พ๐—‡๐—Œ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—๐–พ ๐—€๐—ˆ๐— ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐—„๐—‡๐–พ๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—‰๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–พ๐—‘๐–บ๐–ผ๐— ๐—Œ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—‹๐—Œ๐— ๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—๐–พ. ๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐–ป๐–พ๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—† ๐—๐—๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—€๐— ๐—๐—๐—‚๐–ผ๐—„ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡, ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐—€๐—‹๐–พ๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—Œ๐—๐—‚๐–ผ๐—„ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—€๐–พ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—‡๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐—, ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—‡๐–พ๐—‚๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–ป๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—„๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—‰๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—†๐—‚๐—Œ๐–พ.
๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—ˆ๐–ป๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—† ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐–บ ๐—€๐–พ๐—‡๐—๐—…๐–พ ๐—€๐–บ๐—“๐–พ, ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–บ๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—‹๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–ฝ๐–พ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—…๐—‚๐—„๐–พ ๐—‚๐— ๐–ป๐–พ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—€ ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐–บ ๐—†๐—ˆ๐—๐—‚๐–พ, ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—‹๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—Œ ๐–ป๐–พ๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐—๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—๐—‡ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ๐—๐—…๐—’ ๐–ป๐–พ๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–ป๐—’ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—€๐—‚๐—‹๐—…, ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ผ๐—‚๐—‹๐–ผ๐—Ž๐—…๐–บ๐—‹ ๐—๐–บ๐–ป๐—…๐–พ๐—Œ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐–บ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐–ป๐—…๐–พ ๐–ผ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐— ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐–ฝ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐–ป๐—…๐–พ. ๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—Œ๐–บ๐— ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐—‡๐—’ ๐—‰๐–พ๐—ˆ๐—‰๐—…๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–ข๐—๐—Ž๐—Ž๐—’๐–บ ๐—๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐—†๐–พ๐— ๐—๐—๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—€๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—’๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹๐—Œ, ๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—† ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฏ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐— ๐–ฌ๐–บ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐–บ. ๐–ณ๐—‚๐—†๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐–พ๐—…๐— ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐—Œ๐—…๐—ˆ๐— ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—†๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ๐—‡๐—, ๐–ป๐—Ž๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—‡๐–บ๐—…๐—…๐—’ ๐—€๐—ˆ๐— ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–พ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‚๐—Œ๐—…๐–พ, ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—€๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—€๐–พ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹.
๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐–พ๐—’๐–พ๐—Œ ๐—†๐–พ๐— ๐–ข๐—๐—Ž๐—Ž๐—’๐–บ'๐—Œ. ๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—Œ๐–บ๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–ป๐—…๐—Ž๐–พ ๐–พ๐—’๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—€๐–บ๐—“๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐–บ๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐–ป๐–พ๐–บ๐—Ž๐—๐—’, ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐—€๐—‹๐–บ๐—๐–พ๐–ฟ๐—Ž๐—… ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—†๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ๐—‡๐—, ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—ˆ๐—‰๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—๐—Ž๐—‡๐—‚๐—๐—’ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–ป๐–พ ๐–บ๐–ป๐—…๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐—‹๐—‹๐—’ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐—๐–พ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ. ๐–ฎ๐—‡๐–ผ๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฏ๐–บ๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—‡๐—‚๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—Œ๐–พ๐–พ๐—† ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–ป๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—…๐–บ๐—Œ๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—Œ๐—‰๐–พ๐–พ๐–ผ๐—, ๐–ข๐—๐—Ž๐—Ž๐—’๐–บ ๐—๐–บ๐—Œ ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—‡๐–บ๐—…๐—…๐—’ ๐–บ๐–ป๐—…๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—Œ๐–บ๐—’ ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—๐—Œ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž, ๐—๐–พ ๐–ผ๐—…๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐—‹๐—ˆ๐–บ๐— ๐—‡๐–พ๐—‹๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐—…๐—’, ๐—†๐–พ๐–พ๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐—€๐–บ๐—“๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–ผ๐–พ ๐–บ๐—€๐–บ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—„๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—…๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–ฝ๐—Œ, "๐–ธ/๐–ญ ๐–ซ/๐–ญ, ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–ป๐–พ ๐–ธ/๐–ญ ๐–ญ๐–บ๐—„๐–บ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐–บ, ๐–จ ๐–ผ๐—๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž. ๐–จ ๐—‰๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—†๐—‚๐—Œ๐–พ ๐—๐—‚๐—… ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—’ ๐–จ ๐—†๐–พ๐— ๐—†๐—’ ๐–พ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—’ ๐–ฟ๐—…๐–บ๐—, ๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—€๐— ๐–จ ๐—Œ๐–พ๐–พ ๐—๐—๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐—…๐–บ๐—๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—‰๐–พ๐—‹๐–ฟ๐–พ๐–ผ๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—Œ. ๐–จ ๐—‰๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—†๐—‚๐—Œ๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—’ ๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—’ ๐—…๐—‚๐—„๐–พ ๐–บ ๐—‰๐—‹๐—‚๐—Œ๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐–พ ๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—’๐–บ๐—…. ๐–จ ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐— ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—…๐–บ๐—Ž๐—€๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—† ๐—๐–พ ๐—†๐–บ๐—„๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐—Ž๐–บ๐—… ๐—‚๐–ฝ๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—๐—‚๐–ผ ๐—‚๐—‡๐—Œ๐—‚๐–ฝ๐–พ ๐—ƒ๐—ˆ๐—„๐–พ๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–ผ๐—‹๐—’ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‡๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–ฟ๐–พ๐–พ๐—… ๐–บ๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐—Œ๐—, ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–จ ๐—‰๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—†๐—‚๐—Œ๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐–พ๐—…๐—‰ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—€๐–พ๐— ๐–ป๐–บ๐–ผ๐—„ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐—๐—‚๐—€๐—๐–พ๐—Œ๐—. ๐–จ ๐—๐—‚๐—…๐—… ๐–ป๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐–ป๐—‚๐—€๐—€๐–พ๐—Œ๐— ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐—‡, ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐–ป๐–พ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—Œ๐— ๐–ฟ๐—‹๐—‚๐–พ๐—‡๐–ฝ, ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—€๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐—๐–พ๐—Œ๐— ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ. ๐–จ ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐— ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—…๐—‚๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—‡๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—…๐—‚๐–ฟ๐–พ ๐–ป๐—‹๐—‚๐—‡๐—€๐—Œ," ๐–ง๐–พ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—‡๐–พ๐—‹๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐—…๐—’, ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—Œ๐—‡'๐— ๐–พ๐—‘๐–บ๐–ผ๐—๐—…๐—’ ๐—Œ๐—Ž๐—‹๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—๐—Œ ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—€๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐—, ๐–บ๐–ฟ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐—‚๐— ๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—‹๐—Œ๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—†๐–พ ๐–ป๐–พ๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—†๐–บ๐—‹๐—‹๐—‚๐–พ๐–ฝ.
๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–ฟ๐–พ๐—…๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐–พ๐—’๐–พ๐—Œ ๐—๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹ ๐—Ž๐—‰ ๐–บ๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–ฝ๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—€๐—, ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐—‚๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—’๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐–พ ๐—ƒ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐— ๐—Œ๐–บ๐—‚๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐–ป๐–พ๐–บ๐—Ž๐—๐—‚๐–ฟ๐—Ž๐—…. ๐–จ๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—Œ ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—‡๐–บ๐—…๐—…๐—’ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐—๐—Ž๐—‹๐—‡ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—Œ๐–บ๐—’ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—๐—Œ ๐–ป๐–บ๐–ผ๐—„ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐—‚๐—†, "๐–ข๐—๐—Ž๐—Ž๐—’๐–บ ๐–ญ๐–บ๐—„๐–บ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐–บ, ๐–จ ๐—๐–บ๐—„๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–ป๐–พ ๐—†๐—’ ๐–ป๐–พ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—Ž๐—Œ๐–ป๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ. ๐–ณ๐—ˆ ๐–บ๐—‰๐—‰๐—‹๐–พ๐–ผ๐—‚๐–บ๐—๐–พ, ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–ผ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—‚๐—Œ๐—, ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—†๐—’ ๐–พ๐—‡๐—๐—‚๐—‹๐–พ ๐—๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹๐— ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—…. ๐–จ ๐—‰๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—†๐—‚๐—Œ๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐–พ๐—…๐—‰ ๐—„๐–พ๐–พ๐—‰ ๐—Ž๐—Œ ๐—Œ๐–บ๐–ฟ๐–พ, ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐—‹๐—’ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐—„๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—Ž๐—‹๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—’๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—’, ๐–จ ๐—๐—‚๐—…๐—… ๐—‡๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐–บ๐—„๐–พ ๐–บ๐–ฝ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐—๐–บ๐—€๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—€๐—‚๐—๐–พ ๐—†๐–พ ๐–ป๐—Ž๐— ๐—‚๐—‡๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐–จ'๐—…๐—… ๐—‹๐–พ๐—๐—Ž๐—‹๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–พ๐—‘๐–บ๐–ผ๐— ๐–บ๐—†๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‡๐— ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—€๐—‚๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–พ. ๐–จ ๐—‰๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—†๐—‚๐—Œ๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–ป๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐—‰๐–บ๐—‹๐—๐—‡๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—€๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—‹๐–พ๐—Œ๐— ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—†๐—’ ๐—…๐—‚๐–ฟ๐–พ. ๐–ณ๐—ˆ ๐—€๐—‚๐—๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—†๐—’ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ, ๐—†๐—’ ๐—๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹๐—, ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—†๐—’ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—… ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—†๐—‰๐—…๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—…๐—’. ๐–จ ๐—๐—‚๐—…๐—… ๐—…๐—‚๐—๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—Œ๐–พ ๐—‰๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—†๐—‚๐—Œ๐–พ๐—Œ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž, ๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—’ ๐—†๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ๐—‡๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—…๐—… ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—’ ๐—๐–พ ๐–ฝ๐—‚๐–พ," ๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—…๐–ฝ ๐—Œ๐–พ๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹๐—Œ ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐— ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–พ๐—’๐–พ๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—๐–พ ๐—Š๐—Ž๐—‚๐–ผ๐—„๐—…๐—’ ๐—๐—‚๐—‰๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐—๐–บ๐—’ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—…๐–พ๐–พ๐—๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–ป๐—…๐–บ๐–ผ๐—„ ๐—Œ๐—Ž๐—‚๐—.
๐–ฅ๐—‚๐—‡๐–บ๐—…๐—…๐—’, ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฏ๐–บ๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—‡๐—‡๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‡๐–ผ๐–พ๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—๐—ˆ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–บ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐–บ๐–ป๐—…๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—‹๐—Œ๐— ๐—„๐—‚๐—Œ๐—Œ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐—‡๐–พ๐— ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—‡๐–พ๐–ผ๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—€๐— ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—†๐–บ๐—‹๐—‹๐—‚๐–บ๐—€๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹. ๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–ฟ๐–พ๐—…๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ๐— ๐—…๐—‚๐—‰๐—Œ ๐—‚๐—‡๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—…๐—ˆ๐–ผ๐—„ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹๐—Œ, ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ๐—Œ ๐–ผ๐—Ž๐—‰๐—‰๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐–ผ๐–พ ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—€๐—Ž๐–พ๐—Œ๐— ๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–บ๐—‰๐—‰๐—…๐–บ๐—Ž๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐— ๐—€๐–พ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐—‡๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–ป๐–พ๐–บ๐—Ž๐—๐—‚๐–ฟ๐—Ž๐—… ๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‡๐—. ๐–ณ๐—๐–พ ๐—†๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ๐—‡๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–ข๐—๐—Ž๐—Ž๐—’๐–บ ๐—‰๐—Ž๐—…๐—… ๐–บ๐—‰๐–บ๐—‹๐— ๐–ฟ๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—† ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—„๐—‚๐—Œ๐—Œ, ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—‚๐—†๐—†๐–พ๐–ฝ๐—‚๐–บ๐—๐–พ๐—…๐—’ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐–ผ๐—„ ๐–พ๐—’๐–พ๐—Œ ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—๐—ˆ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—Œ๐—†๐—‚๐—…๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐—†๐—…๐—’ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—€๐—ˆ ๐—‚๐—‡๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—‹๐–พ๐–ผ๐–พ๐—‰๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡.
๐– ๐–ป๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐— ๐—๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹๐—Œ ๐—‚๐—‡๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—‹๐–พ๐–ผ๐–พ๐—‰๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—‰๐–บ๐—‹๐—๐—’, ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–ฟ๐–พ๐–พ๐—… ๐–ข๐—๐—Ž๐—Ž๐—’๐–บ ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ ๐—Ž๐—‰ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–ฟ๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—† ๐–ป๐–พ๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐–บ๐—„๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–ป๐—’ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ, ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐–บ๐—Œ ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐–บ ๐—Œ๐—‚๐—…๐—„ ๐–ป๐—…๐–บ๐–ผ๐—„ ๐—€๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ. ๐–ง๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—ˆ๐–ผ๐–พ๐–บ๐—‡ ๐–ป๐—…๐—Ž๐–พ ๐–พ๐—’๐–พ๐—Œ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—‚๐—‡๐—๐—ˆ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐–พ๐—’๐–พ๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—†๐—‚๐—…๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐—†๐—…๐—’ ๐–ป๐–พ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—‰๐–พ๐–บ๐—„๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—Ž๐—‰,
"๐–ซ๐–พ๐—๐—Œ ๐—€๐—ˆ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ. ๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐—๐–พ, ๐–ธ/๐–ญ ๐–ญ๐–บ๐—„๐–บ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐–บ...?"
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โ ‚แด€ ษขแด€ส€แด…แด‡ษด แด๊œฐ แด›แดกแด สœแด‡แด€ส€แด›๊œฑ โ ‚
[๐™Ž๐™๐™š๐™ž๐™›๐™› ๐™‚๐™ง๐™–๐™ฎ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™ญ ๐™’๐™ž๐™›๐™š ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™™๐™š๐™ง]
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Sfw, cute fanfic (No warnings) :3
(No men/minor dni pls)
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There was a time of comfort and quietness in the garden. The morning atmosphere made such beauty through your eyes. The air was soft and warm as milk. And the sky was mix yellow and orange. You were spending a peaceful moment with your wife, Sheriff Grayson. She removes her cap, stroking her dark hair and letting the wind breeze in. Both bodies were close enough to enjoy each otherโ€™s warmth. The garden was the only way to escape from the evil world and just be yourself for once. Grayson had her eyes closed and exhale in relief. The things that she kept in had melted away. โ€œI always come here to clear up my head. Itโ€™s the only place I can find some peace from this chasos.โ€ She took a pause, her gaze watching the waterfall streaming down. You agree what she says, while opening up a basket filled with pastries and fruits. โ€œWhich is nice to know, my love.โ€ Grayson looks next to you, observing your beautiful feature from the sun. She reached out her hand and gently brush a lock of hair from your face. You felt her touch, soothing like silk. A small blush crept on your face, from the way Grayson does to you. Even if itโ€™s so small, she makes you feel safe.
You hand her a crossiant and begin eating yours quietly. She takes a bite. โ€œAh you remembered my favorite,โ€ says Grayson lifting up a smile. You smile back, while continue to eat. It felt as if you were in a fairytale. You always wanted to come by the garden with your wife and live here forever. And here you are, in a hidden garden with the love of your life. Grayson went to pour tea on each cup and sat back down on the chair. She hands one to you . โ€œThis is an English breakfast tea. Iโ€™m sure youโ€™ll like it.โ€ You were satisfied by the taste and smell from it. โ€œI love it, a lot,โ€ you said gladly. You went for seconds and ate more crossiants and fruits to fulfill the rest of your morning. Afterwards, you two lay on the grass. You watch the sky, while Grayson focus on you. โ€œI wish I could come by here, everyday,โ€ you spoke up.
โ€œBelieve me, I wish too.โ€ Grayson says, putting her elbow to face you. She sighs in a brief moment of silence between the two. โ€œMy duties are always busy, you know? I do whatever I can to spend as much with you along the way.โ€ She continues, tracing circle on the back of your hand. โ€œIf only we could leave andโ€ฆstart a new life,โ€ you respond, looking at her. She lift a small smile, not wanting to hurt your feelings of dealing with the world. Grayson guide you to lean on her chest. You let out a sigh to relax even more. She wraps an arm around you in protection. Her chin rested on the top of your head while the wind blew. โ€œThere are times I dreamโ€ฆof you and me, far away from Piltover. Just like what you said. To start a new life.โ€ She chuckles, rubbing your back for comfort. โ€œMaybe someday when we both retire from work.โ€ Then during the day, neither of you spoke but share coziness. The world outside seem to fade away, beside you two and the garden alone.
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Bedtime Story | Obi-Wan Kenobi x GN Reader
Synopsis: Obi-Wan tells the younglings the story of a courageous Jedi Knight who has saved him in battle quite a few times.
Includes: fluff!, battle, VERY small cameo from my own personal Star Wars OC, Sassy reader, Rex is a little shit but we love him, ONE use of Y/N, Clone Wars & ROTS era Obi-Wan, italics are flashback!
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The door to the younglings common area closed with a thud as Obi-Wan entered the room, a soft smile on his lips as he brought the young Jedi back from their afternoon training session.
Obi-Wan wasnโ€™t usually tasked with teaching the younglings but Yoda was a bit busy so he took up the responsibility without complaint. As they returned to the main area he was about ready to send them off to their quarters to turn in for the night. โ€œOkay young ones, itโ€™s time to head off to bed for the evening. Iโ€™ll see you all in the morning.โ€ He said with a smile.
As he turned to leave the room he felt a small tug on the bottom of his robes. He tilted his head down to see one of the younger children tugging on the bottom softly in order to get his attention. โ€œMaster Kenobiโ€ฆcan you tell us a story?โ€ Mumbled the small voice.
He chuckled a bit, โ€œa story? About what exactly?โ€ He asked, squinting down to get on the childโ€™s level. โ€œOne of your awesome adventures!โ€ Another kid chimed, this one on the older side.
Obi-Wan thought for a moment before it finally hit him, โ€œoh Iโ€™ve got the perfect story for you allโ€ he decides before moving to sit in a comfortable seat on the far end of the room. All the younglings quickly scurry to gather around him, sat all over the floor smiling and visibly excited for a tale.
โ€œThis is the story of one of the bravest Jedi knights I know. They have saved me more times than Iโ€™d like to admit!โ€ He explains, leaning forward to further engage and interest the kids. โ€œOne of the bravest things they have done was at the very start of the war.โ€ he starts. โ€œWe were in a fierce battle on the planet Felicia, a beautiful colorful planet that at this time was crawling with droids! And we were surrounded!โ€ he began to tell the story to the beaming younglings
The battlefield is loud, Obi-Wan and You are surrounded by at least 100 B1 battle droids with seemingly no way out.
Obi-Wan backed up till he felt himself bump into you. His head turns but his body stays in a battle ready stance. โ€œSeems like we are in a bit of a situation here.โ€ Obi-Wan pointed out. You rolled your eyes at him, also in a ready stance. โ€œOh you donโ€™t say!โ€ Your tone is very clearly sarcastic and you lean against his back for support, your tired and struggling to catch your breathe.
โ€œSorry dear, just trying to lighten the mood.โ€ he apologizes briefly. โ€œSo, you got any plans?โ€ You roll your eyes again at this. โ€œDo I have any plans? I thought you were the genius council member. Your lucky your prettyโ€ you joked, agreeing that maybe a joke to calm you both wasnโ€™t horrible in this situation, it always benefited you to stay calm.
He let out a low chuckle, โ€œalright alright, we could always just charge and see what happensโ€ he suggests. You shrug at this, โ€œI mean we could but we are a bit outnumberโ€ you point out. โ€œYa know we could-โ€œ you started
You hear a voice that breaks you both from this side conversation and interrupts you, โ€œwhy are you just standing there! Drop your weapons!โ€ One of the droids yell. This turns Obi-Wans head sharply towards the source of the voice. โ€œDidnโ€™t your mother ever teach you itโ€™s rude to interrupt people!โ€ he said with a shocked tone before quickly charging towards the group of droids and attacking them.
You rub a hand over your face in defeat, โ€œcharge it is then.โ€ You say to yourself before taking on the droids that you had been facing.
The two of you were doing a very decent job holding your own in this battle. Obi-Wan had always been very skilled with his lightsaber and general martial arts, his fighting always reminded you of a dance and this was something you admired about him. You on the other hand were also good with your saber but were a bit less elegant and focused more on the force. A talented force wielder you managed to rip plenty of droid heads off their bodies in quite a short amount of time.
Just as the two of you thought you were in the clear and safe from the droid attack, another wave hit. At Least two hundred more droids came at you from all angles and once again the two of you found yourselves surrounded.
โ€œThis is your last chance. Surrender or be exterminated.โ€ one of the droids said, in their usual robotic tone. Obi-Wan turned to you, โ€œIโ€™m not sure we have another option.โ€ He confessed. But you wouldn't give up so easily. You frantically looked around the area for anything that could possibly help you in this situation, and thatโ€™s when you spotted it. There was a ledge near by, it was high up but if the two of you could just make it up there you would be able to get away with ease.
You grabbed onto Obi-Wans arm. โ€œAww you know I donโ€™t mind you holding on to me love, but there is no need to be frightened.โ€ He attempted to comfort. โ€œDont flatter yourself Kenobi. Iโ€™m getting us out of this mess.โ€ You said before tightening your grip on him and using the force to jump the both of you high into the air. Obi-Wan let out quite the yell at the surprised and you would feel bad if it wasnโ€™t for the fact he screamed like a girl and it was quite funny.
As you managed to land on the ledge you both tumbled to the ground from the momentum and the fact that your not used to force jumping with another person. โ€œGod you know I hate flying.โ€ He grumbled as he got himself off the ground. โ€œYeah, ya know a simple thanks for saving my life wouldโ€™ve worked too.โ€ You scolded. He chuckled and planted a kiss on your temple, โ€œYes yes, thank you for saving me.โ€
the two of you looked down at the swarm of droids below who were no frantically searching for you. โ€œWe should probably get going.โ€ You figured. He nodded and hummed in agreeance.
Thankfully a rescue ship had already been dispatched and took little time finding the two of you stranded out on the planet. It landed nearby and you ran over just excited to get home and into your beds.
โ€œWelcome back Master Kenobi and Commander [Y/N] .โ€ Said Rex as the two of you boarded the ship. โ€œAh Captain Rex, never thought Iโ€™d be so happy to see your face!โ€ You said with a grin as you took a seat in the common area of the ship. โ€œWhen I heard the two of you were in some trouble I knew I had to come down and see the sight for myself!โ€ He explained. Obi-Wan rolled his eyes, โ€œof course, truly insistent on our failure arenโ€™t you.โ€
โ€œOnly when Iโ€™m boredโ€ Rex responded with a chuckle. He leaned back in his seat as another one of the clones came in from the cockpit, โ€œWe are going to liftoff now sir. Are we heading back to Coruscant?โ€ He asked Rex, who just nodded. โ€œAlright, enjoy the flightโ€ the soldier nodded before turning on his heel and heading back to the cockpit.
You all sat in silence for a moment before Obi-Wan asked, โ€œHow exactly did you hear about us being trouble anyway?โ€ Rex smiled, โ€œAnakin. Him and that girl he always hangs around were headed to come find you but I insisted they let me come instead. Told them they have much better things to do then clean up after their old masters!โ€ He smiled. You nodded, โ€œAh of course, those two always can be found together. Well I guess Iโ€™m grateful for it in this instance since you saved our asses!โ€
Obi-Wan quirked a brow at this. โ€œHe saved our asses? Far from it, it was you who save us!โ€ he said with almost shocked expression. โ€œThey saw we were surrounded and launched us into the air and onto that ledge you found us on. Without them we wouldโ€™ve been toast!โ€ He exclaimed.
โ€œOh I mean it wasnโ€™t really that impressive I just got us out of the way is all.โ€ You said humbly, propping your legs up on a footrest. Obi-Wan interjected, โ€œand humble too, truly the finest Jedi youโ€™ll ever find!โ€ He praised. Rex laughed out loud and the two of you looked at his confused.
โ€œGod no wonder your padawans are so obsessed with each other, look at how the two of you act with one another! Like an old married couple!โ€ He insisted. You both got a bit red in the face because, you basically were an old married couple. Of course you werenโ€™t actually married but you might as well be. Rex didnโ€™t know this, I mean how could he, but the fact he noticed something at all between the two of you definitely had you a bit anxious.
Obi-Wan shook his head, โ€œNo we are not, thatโ€™s ridiculous. I am simply thankful that they saved my life thatโ€™s all.โ€ He insisted. โ€œAnakin and Kaya are simply the way they are because they are both very strange creatures.โ€ He elaborated. Rex laughed again, โ€œwell I canโ€™t disagree with you there! Anyway, we should have a bit of time till we land so I suggest the two of you take some time to rest up, I trust youโ€™ll have some meetings to attend to when we arrive home.โ€ Rex advised. You agreed but Obi-Wan just sighed. His hatred for anything business related sometimes would out way his love of being a Jedi.
โ€œAnd that, young children, is the end!โ€ Obi-Wan announced as he leaned back in his chair. He was expecting to be met with claps or excitement but instead he was met with booing and complaints. โ€œWe want more!โ€ โ€œWhat happened to the Jedi knight?โ€ โ€œWho are they!?โ€ were all yelled almost ontop of each other from the crowd of younglings. He was a bit taken aback by the reaction.
He threw up his hands defensively, โ€œwoah woah slow down one at a time kids!โ€ He tried to calm the situation of the rowdy children. โ€œOkay, said Jedi knight is fine! They are still a knight and went on to do a lot more good during the war and they still do good to this day. Nothing else to be said!โ€ He answered definitely.
Another groan could be heard, โ€œwhat was their name!โ€ Asked one of the older kids. โ€œNone of your business.โ€ Answered Obi-Wan. โ€œBut I wanna know! Please master Kenobi!โ€ The child begged.
Obi-Wan just shook his head, โ€œyou must learn patience and to not dwell on such trivial things.โ€ He insisted- which was really just his own clever way of avoiding the question. For some reason he felt like it would be obvious his feelings for you if he mentioned that it was you he spoke of, and he feared the kids mentioning his stories about you to you when they saw you. But much to his dismayโ€ฆ.
โ€œEhem.โ€ A voice cleared sounded as someone cleared their throat. All the childrenโ€™s heads turned quickly to the source of the sound which came from the door to the room. Leaned against the doorway was the same Jedi Obi-Wan was oh so familiar with. โ€œYou telling stories about me in here Kenobi?โ€ your voice echoed in the large room.
The children looked from you back to Obi-Wan and began giggling almost knowingly. He got flustered, โ€œoh uh well the kids wanted to hear a story from my adventures so I figuredโ€ฆya know weโ€™ve been on a lot together so it was really inevitable and. How long have you been standing there..?โ€ He asked.
You chuckled at his embarrassment, โ€œpretty much the whole time. I appreciate the tales of my heroism though but you left out all the times youโ€™ve saved me.โ€ You noted. Obi-Wan turned back to the children, โ€œsee kids, as humble as ever!โ€ Which caused the kids to laugh some more.
โ€œAnyway itโ€™s time for you all to be off to bed isnt it. Go on now! Youโ€™ve got training with master yoda bright and early tomorrow.โ€ He said, crossing his arms and motioning with his head to the younglings private quarters.
They all groaned but shuffled away to their rooms, a few โ€œgood nightsโ€ could be heard from the exiting crowd. As the door to the private area slid shut, Obi-Wan felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to face you and wrapped his arms around you, leaning his head on your shoulder. โ€œGosh those children truly drive me wild sometimes.โ€ He comments and you nod in agreeance. โ€œYeah well donโ€™t all children.โ€ You added which made him laugh.
โ€œDidnโ€™t realize you liked me saving you so much Kenobiโ€ You teased, leaving a peck on his cheek. He brings his head away from your shoulder to look at you and you can see his cheeks go a bit pink again, โ€œwhat can I say, after saving so many others itโ€™s nice to be the damsel in distress every now and again.โ€ he defends. โ€œYeah well if you ever need saving. You know Iโ€™ll be there.โ€ You promise, putting your hand in his hair as he rests his head against you once more.
โ€œMy knight in shining armorโ€ he mumbled as you two stood there alone for a moment, relishing in the peaceful times like this you got to share oh so rarely. โ€œWell I think itโ€™s time we get off to bed aswell.โ€ You added, noting how physically tired he seemed after the long day you knew he had.
He stood up fully, โ€œyeah your probably right, like always.โ€ he agreed as he took your hand in his. โ€œIโ€™m just glad we convinced them to let us share a room, or all these sleepovers would look very suspicious.โ€ He laughed. โ€œOh yeah- definitely!โ€ You agreed.
The two of you walked hand in hand, the hallways luckily being pretty empty at this hour, till you made it to your living quarters. You both changed into some comfier clothes and slipped under the covers, more than ready to get a good nightโ€™s sleep.
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