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lifetimeshipper · 9 months ago

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Life's New Adventures and Secrets

Chapter 28

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Bumblebee sighed as he looked at the movie list, "Why does this have to be hard? I've fought Decepticons and helped save the planet and this is what gets me stumped," he muttered.

"How about Oliver and Company for the sparklings?" Fixit suggests.

Bumblebee looked at the cover, "Isn't that based on the book called Oliver?"

"Yes, made for kids."

Looking at the cover he could see several dogs and a cat on a taxi, with a creepy human in the background, "You sure it's made for kids?"

"Pretty sure. It's from Disney the most popular kids movie making company on this planet."

"Wasn't the last movie made by Disney?"

"Yep, and they have some good movies for children and adults," Metalsound chipped in.

"Hey, Metalsound. How are you doing?" Bumblebee inquires.

"I'm awesome. Having trouble picking a movie?"

"Yeah, I suggested Oliver and Company but the lieutenant doesn't seem to like it."

"It's a good movie, trust me. I've seen it so many times that I've lost count."

"I don't know."

"Why do you not like it?"

"Because it's based on that book Oliver and I've read that book, the story just doesn't seem like something for kids."

"The Lion King was based on Hamlet. Trust me Disney is good at keeping these stories kid-friendly."

"How is The Lion King based on Hamlet?"

"I think it was more similar to it. I never read Hamlet."

"I thought the movie was based on the wildlife in Africa."

"It's a little bit of both."

"OK, we have the kid's movie, now for the adults," Fixit brought up a list for the adults.

"Any suggestions, Metalsound?" Bumblebee asked.

Metalsound's optics were glued on one of the movies, "Have you guys noticed how close Razorclaw and Soundwave have been getting?"

"Yeah. What about it?"

Metalsound grinned in a slightly disturbing manner, "I have the perfect movie for them," she pointed at the movie.

"The Phantom of the Opera, nice choice."

"It's an awesome movie, another one of my favorites," she says with excitement, "I'll try to control myself when we watch it."

Bumblebee and Fixit chuckle, "Yeah, we'll see Metalsound."

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Later that night, Fixit had everything set up, the kids were settled up front while the adults sat behind them. Razorclaw wasn't as shy as when he first came to the base, he was a little more comfortable being around the others. They all sit down to watch the movie.

Emberwing sat between the boys, they were all excited about the movie, "I hope it has some action in it," Seajumper said.

"Me too," Nightback agreed, feeling excited.

"Do you know what we'll be watching this time?" Razorclaw asked quietly as the opening credits started.

"You'll find out."

Razorclaw chuckled quietly as a man started singing. The femmes awed when they saw the kittens getting new homes. They then awed with sympathy as the one kitten didn't get taken and was washed away. The sparklings gasped as the kitten fell into the sewer drain, only to sigh in relief when he climbed out, "That was close," Emberwing whispered to herself.

They felt bad seeing the kitten have to fend for itself against the dogs and everything else. By the time the young one had gotten somewhere safe, he got scared by the thunder and lightning. Once he calmed down he washed his face before falling asleep.

"Aw, the little kitten is so cute," says Strongarm.

"It is, but not as cute as our pup," Steeljaw whispered.

"I agree."

They all watched as the kitten walked the streets of New York, hoping someone would take him home with them. He walked out onto the road but came right back on the sidewalk only to fall on his back when he tripped over his paws. Everybody awed.

They saw a dog walking the street as it passed a small brown dog. Hopping onto the car he got the female's attention, she turned to see him making kissy faces at her. The grown femmes all giggled at that.

"Ew," the sparklings said, looking in disgust.

The female dog let out a gasp before she humphed and left with her owner. The kitten got some help from the dog, Dodger, in getting some food only to be ripped off as Dodger took off. He challenged the kitten to get the hot dogs when he broke into a song. The kitten was trying to get the hot dogs from him.

Once the song was over the kitten followed Dodger to a place in the alleyway, "Come on kitty you can get them back," Emberwing whispered.

Their owner soon came in talking about needing money for a man named Sykes. The dogs quickly spotted the food and ran for it, tackling the man to the ground. The boys were losing interest until the dog fight broke out then they were into the movie.

"Yeah, get them!"

One of the bad dogs tried going after the cat, he yelled in pain when the cat scratched him. The other dogs jump in front of the cat to protect him, "Run along, Roscoe, your master's calling," the female told them in a smug tone.

"You tell them, girl," Strongarm says to the female on the screen and the other femmes cheered in agreement. The Dobermans growled as they left.

"That's how you handle them."

Metalsound smirked for a moment before the human came back. The movie goes on and they soon get to the part where Oliver gets taken in by a little rich girl. Oliver had gotten into a little trouble with the family's dog, Georgette. Georgette was trying to get rid of him because she didn't like having him around.

"She's kind of mean," Emberwing whispered to the boys.

"Yeah."

The dogs had finally managed to find Oliver. With some help from Georgette, they managed to rescue the kitten. But the kitten didn't want to be rescued, and soon both the kitten and the girl were kidnapped by Sykes. Oliver and the gang tried to rescue the girl only to get caught by Sykes again. They manage to get the girl and escape after taking out Sykes and the dogs.

The kids winced when one of the Dobermans fell on the train tracks, yelping as he got shocked, "Ow, that gotta hurt" Seajumper says still wincing.

"I'm sure it did," Emberwing whispered.

"It does," Sideswipe replied and the sparklings winced again.

"Stop scaring them," Metalsound growled softly.

They all saw the oncoming train as the car kept heading towards it. The sparklings closed their optics as the train ran over the car with Sykes still in it. Oliver, Dodger, and the gang all escape. Oliver and the girl made it home safely, Dodger and the young cat parted ways as the gang started singing, Why Should I Worry? Then the movie ends.

"That was awesome!" Seajumper yelled with excitement.

"Yeah!" Nightback exclaimed in agreement with him.

"I liked the songs," Emberwing started humming the song that Dodger was singing.

"And it's time for bed," Metalsound chuckled as she scooped up her daughter.

"Aww, but I'm not sleepy yet," Emberwing tried to argue.

"Same goes for you two," says Strongarm as she walks over to her son and picks him up.

"Aww, can we stay up a little longer, Mom? Please," Nightback asked.

"No, you need to go to bed."

"Just five more minutes?"

"OK, five more minutes but that's it."

"Yes!"

Metalsound sighed and placed Emberwing down. Fixit played the next movie for the adults.

"What's this movie?" Seajumper asked.

"It's called The Phantom of the Opera," Bumblebee replied.

"What's a phantom?" Nightback asked.

"And what's an opera?" Emberwing asked in curiosity.

"A phantom is like a ghostly figure and an opera is where people sing at high notes."

The movie opens up with a man bidding away some items to different people. The sparklings quickly fell asleep on top of each other, all snoring softly making their parents chuckle. The femmes went to pick up their kids only to be stopped by their mates, "We got them," Steeljaw said softly.

"Alright, hurry back," Strongarm whispered back to him.

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beta-adjacent · 2 years ago

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i humbly volunteer to listen to you speak for hours about it *sits listening like that one spiderverse meme*

LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOO FIRST ASK EVER!!!!!!!!! >:D Strap in, motherfucker, because I don't know when I'm getting this chance again, I'm going to be summarizing a lot, and I'm going to do it within 30 minutes because if I don't, it'll end up in my drafts for literally a week.

Ok so!! I don't actually know how much you know about the franchise, but Zombies (probably known as 'Z-O-M-B-I-E-S' but that's way too tedious to write more than once) is a very basic, "new age", "anti-ism" story that tries to say like, "we all should love each other!" but ends up Actually saying "every racial ideology you've ever held onto is going to be reinforced!" Here are some brief things that show this:

Zombies in general! Much like Zootopia, Zombies argue zombies AKA our minority are genuine threats who eat brains. There is a biological, predatory difference between them. Also, they use Electroshock Therapy as treatment and it Works and No One Questions It Morally Until I Think Movie 3??????

Zed, our main character who is an ostracized zombie, is only given worth when he himself exploits his electroshock treatment so he can be a football star (CLASSIC myth that if you work hard enough, you'll make it, but probably as an entertainer). And then in following movies, he is given an impossible standard as The Representative of All Zombies Ever; he runs for president even when other characters (COUGH COUGH FUCKING ELIZA WTF DISNEY YOU COWARDS) are FAR MORE capable AND persuasive

Eliza, another zombie, representing the "violent, angry revolutionaries" of the ostracized group. She is shut down time and time again because violence or force doesn't work. Which. Ok, I don't like violence either, but you're riding upon the context of fucking racial tension IRL, Disney.

Bonzo. A zombie named Bonzo. I love him bc he's a multi-lingual king but also you called him FUCKING BONZO STOP PLEASE

ADDISON. I hate this character so much as-is in the franchise because she tries again and again and again to "belong" because she has white hair. But???? It literally just looks like regular human hair so????? ALSO WHITE HAIR WAS REALLY IN FOR GEN Z. And she does this to not only the zombies but the wolves and the aliens. MOST IMPORTANTLY she represents white privilege, that oppressor guilt (specifically that kind that still makes it about the oppressor somehow instead of just. Supporting the oppressed). And she is praised EVERY FUCKING TIME for it. There are no consequences for her actions.

Movie 2, Yes I am grouping this entire thing into one cluster even though it deserves an entire Powerpoint and then some. Tl;dr the werewolves who were the original inhabitants of Seabrooke (ok so the indigenous people) want to take their land back (a little on the nose Disney) so the newly acclimated zombies try to teach them to succeed in the environment. Any of the messages in these movies are like... not good (like movie 1 was teach your children to be better but also exploit the minority, movie 2 is we should all share the land AKA you can get your piece back but Only Your One Piece Motherfucker), but the execution of movie 2 is particularly bad because I ARGUE! The zombies have the duality of Asian Americans with the model minority versus yellow threat. They are still absolutely feared but they have "proven" themselves so they are the "ideal" minority to look up to, but also Because of their proven worth, the oppressors feel threatened. But also, movie 2 has the best music in that 1) they have the meme wolf songs and 2) . ALSO ADDISON HAS VERY UGLY WIGS IN THIS MOVIE

Movie 3, I barely remember, which is ironic bc I watched it the most recently! Very forgettable; I think it took a more action-y approach bc it knew it fucked up. It had its first nonbinary actor so... that's cool? We learn that Addison's grandma loved Addison (her grandaughter) more than her own daughter which.... fucking What. Justice for Addison's mom hello?? OH AND THE ALPHA WEREWOLF WILLA AND ASPEN THE ENBY ALIEN ARE IN LOVE THAT'S CANON. Anyways hopefully you get the idea that this movie was made to respond to the backlash of the first 2 movies and make it "actually diverse" with a "wholesome simple" message

Now listen. I have 5 minutes left. And with this last five minutes (really 3 because I'm writing the tags/editing in the last 2) I'm going to entrust you with the most valuable bullshit hc I've ever created SPECIFICALLY for my ideal write of the franchize.....

Addison has autism.

STOP I KNOW LISTEN!! IF SHE *WANTS* TO BE FUCKING DIFFERENT THEN WE SHOULDN"T RELY ON THIS FUCKING ALIEN SHIT. OR WE JUST MAKE THE ALIEN SHIT BETTER THAN WHITE HAIR. I KNOW THE IMPLICATION OF HER BEING AN ALIEN AND BEING AUTISTIC IS BAD BUT I LOVE THE IDEA THAT THE ALIENS ARE NEUROTYPICAL TOO AND SHE HAS JUST HAD TO MASK ALL HER LIFE. Addison SHOULD learn that doing everything her parents want is not fucking ideal and getting a boyfriend should not be the extent of those attempts!!! And she Needs to understand that being the white fucking savior for all these monsters gains her no fucking sympathy. Also, if she was autistic-coded in the original Disney franchize because of the alien shit, Disney would so not be afraid to do it; they'd say autistics are akin to otherwordly creatures negatively (THEY SHOULDN"T BUT YOU KNOW THEY FUCKING WOULD WITH THIS TRACK RECORD)

#I AM POSTING THIS WITHOUT DOUBLE CHECKIN I WILL REPLY TO MYSELF FIX MISTAKES #BUT THAT'LL PROBABLY BE IN DAY S (MULTIPLE) bc HOLY SHIT I AHVEN"T WRITTEN THIS HARD SINCE AP LANG #I'm trying So hard to read this back to edit rn but I can't see the words anymore; this really Is like AP lang :(#but i still had a LOT of fun doing this; thank you for asking #“I could talk about this for hours” “ok please do!” “ok!” *forces myself to talk about it in literally less than an hour*#fuck um yea so descendants would have to be another thing. I tried writing essays/powerpoints for it already but shit wasn't sticking so :/#I wanted to make a PPT for this too for you but I realized I'd be jumping the gun on all points bc I was too excited anyways #I hope there wasn't too much context missing for you to get the main points?#disney zombies #Also marry me for asking this /p /j

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strayed-quokka · 2 years ago

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sex is overrated || ji changmin

» summary: you knew what you liked in the bedroom but men never seemed to take a hint. maybe it was your fault. or maybe they were just really fucking vanilla. nevertheless, your best friend is determined to prove to you that he knows exactly how to make a girl come, and you're no exception.

» pairing: ji changmin x female reader

» rating: NC-17 minors please do not interact with this work

» genre: best friends to lovers, ruin the friendship, smut, porn with some plot, a little fluff

» warnings: where to begin... dom changmin, sub reader, changmin is massive, fingering, oral (f & m), rough sex, face sitting, deep throating, squirting, spanking, spitting, unprotected sex, chocking, restraints (pink handcuffs hello whisper), face fucking, hair pulling, slight dacryphilia if you squint (?), degradation, a nude photo, marking, biting, scratching, mild bruising, creampie, changmin is an aftercare king though... i think i got it all but will double check.

» words: 5,051

» a/n: whisper. that’s it. also probably the filthiest thing i've ever written so i'm going to pour some holy water now and pg-13 my eyes a little... feedback and comments are greatly appreciated x

Sex was always exaggerated pleasure.

At least sex was never any good. Not good enough to justify laying naked in a stranger's bed before leaving early in the morning to go home. You weren’t sure if maybe there was something wrong with you, but they just all seemed to be so pathetically vanilla.

“You look fucking miserable, jesus christ,” your best friend since a particularly terrible high school party a few years ago, Changmin, scowls at you, his hair unbrushed on his head and his eyes still tired. It’s surprising that he’s even awake.

“I am miserable, Minnie,” he grimaces, grabbing another mug from the endless ones you both have (it may have something to do with your need to buy a disney themed one every time you see one), pouring you an extra large cup of black coffee.

“I’m sorry angel,” he pouts, and you gratefully take the scolding beverage from him before adding some milk.

“Why are men so shit in bed? Why is sex so overrated?” the platinum blond young man seems unfazed at first, given that you’ve probably asked him this at least once every two weeks for the past year. He was used to it, and every time he could only offer the same few solutions. Tell them what they want, and trial and error it. It was never a one size fits all.

You knew that, but you were also impatient and in your sexual prime, and no one was satisfying you. You couldn’t remember when you’d last had an orgasm that you didn’t bring on yourself. Anyway, here you sit against the kitchen island with disappointment pulling all your features down, and your best friend sighs, “go shower. We can talk about it after.”

You listen to him. Changmin was probably the only man on this entire planet that you rarely if ever argued with. He just understood you, sometimes it made you even wonder if he read your journal, because how the hell did he just get it?

“Minnie, can I ask you a question?” you ask, brushing through your wet hair as the man looks at you when you come back into the room refreshed. You’re wearing his shirt again, legs bare, and he wishes he wasn’t so perfectly willing to give them all to you as if they belonged in your wardrobe more than in his.

“Sure,” you put the brush down, thinking the question over in your mind before deciding to ask it anyway.

“Do you think you’re good in bed?”

It was probably the worst moment in time for Changmin to take a sip of his coffee, for now he was left choking and coughing horrifically while you reached around to pat his back. He was trying to remember in his mind if you’d ever asked him a question quite like this, but quickly determined that this may’ve been the boldest thing he’d ever been asked by you.

It’s not that Changmin necessarily kept his sex life a secret from you, nor did you keep yours hidden, but you’d never directly asked him if he actually thought he was any good.

“Are you asking me in hopes I say yes so you don’t entirely give up on your sexcapades?”

You huff, crossing your arms as you lean against the counter across from him, “at least tell me you know how to make a girl come. That’s enough for me.”

He doesn’t know if the temperature in the room has risen or if he’s just warmer, but the vulgarity in which you ask makes him feel weaker. That being said, he liked to believe that he could confidently tell you that he could, and that it wouldn’t be a lie, “Are you telling me you’ve never once heard me had sex?”

Now it’s your turn to blush, turning your head away from him to stare at the wall ahead, “I mean… I wasn’t going to say it and embarrass you.”

He likes this push and pull, the teasing nature that your question brought, and there’s something about you becoming more shy that makes him more confident, “you tell me then.”

He got you there. Not only had you heard some of the girls he’d been with, but they’d been more than vocal. Honestly, you couldn’t imagine ever being that loud, but then again, no one ever did anything that made you feel the need to scream.

“I have another question,” you start, and he nods as his lips turn upward into a grin, his deep dimples on full display for you. He’s nothing short of charming and sweet.

“You’re full of those today, aren’t you?”

“You sure they never faked it?”

Changmin can remember the few times he’s been rendered speechless, but none even came close to the way he falters now. He guesses there wasn’t ever a way of truly knowing, but it had been a long time since he felt like a girl wasn’t genuine with him. Honestly, the last time was probably back when he was still incredibly inexperienced.

“Want to find out for yourself?” it’s an invitation that he doesn’t quite realise he’s given before it’s already too late, but he’s grateful that his voice always holds a hint of teasing so that if you completely turned away in disgust, he could somehow get away with it being a joke.

Both of you stand there silently, and Changmin is close to apologising for maybe crossing a line with you, but you cut him off first.

“Okay,” he thinks he’s going crazy, like he’s hallucinating and losing his mind, but you don’t seem to back down, “but we should lay some ground rules first.”

Changmin didn’t know what he’d done in his life that resulted in him sat across from you at the dinner table with a notebook in front of him and a blue pen in hand writing down a list of what the two of you should be in agreement with before you’d have sex.

It sounded ridiculous, but he guessed this is how most friendships fell apart. There was always a risk involved.

“Alright, let me see it,” he turns the notebook around towards you, and you read it all outloud one by one, pausing in-between to see if he has any objections or anything to add.

“If one of us feels uncomfortable we stop, no questions asked. If one of us catches feelings, we stop with no ill will and we won’t talk about it unless the person is okay with it. Traffic light system if ever necessary with tapping system if…” you pause, swallowing, “if traffic system can’t be used.”

Honestly, it makes you wonder what the hell you two may get up to, and it definitely makes you wonder if you should really be doing this. Changmin seems to see it too, the way you hesitate, “we don’t have to-”

“I know,” but you want to, “Minnie?”

“Hmm?”

“You remember what I like, right?”

“I mean… I know what you complain about when you come home unsatisfied, if that’s what you’re on about,” you nod, looking at the way his face illuminates with the dimmed light in the room. He’s beautiful. You've always thought it, but never had it been more than surface level admiration.

“Alright so…” this doesn’t feel natural. Maybe you need alcohol, but you also don’t want it to intoxicate your mind and hinder coherent thoughts. You just don’t know how to go about this.

Changmin stands up, his chair dragging along the wooden floor when he does, “I mean… you’re free now, right?”

It makes you laugh, getting up to briefly put your long empty mug in the sink before you jump up on the counter. His shirt rises with your movements and he moves closer to you instantly, already asking the next question, “can I kiss you?”

“Yeah,” he waits an agonisingly long time before his eyes flutter closed and his lips fall onto yours, but it’s enough to make you wonder why the hell you both took so long to do this. He’s good at kissing you, quick with changing pace so that you don’t get bored and rough with his hands on your body. It’s exactly what you’d want, and you wonder if maybe Changmin paid even more attention to the things you’d carelessly said in the past than you thought.

You moan against his lips, and he slips his tongue into your mouth and roughly tugs at your hair, pulling you closer to the edge of the counter as your legs part for him to stand between. It drives you wild, and you feel just a little pathetic with how good you feel from something as simple as a kiss.

“You have no idea what you’ve done,” he pants against your lips, pushing the fabric you’re wearing up above your hips, your lace black panties in full view for him and the man nearly falls to his knees for you then. There’s something about you that works similarly to a drug, and he can’t wait another second before he strips your (well, his), shirt off and throws it to the floor.

“Fuck,” he’s eyeing you hungrily, and normally such a gaze at your bare body may leave you wanting to cover up. But the way Changmin looks at you is so desperate and hungry that you blurt out the next words before you’ve thought of it.

“Take a picture,” he can’t believe his luck, nor does he know what galaxy he saved in another life, but he’s practically tearing his phone from his pocket and fumbling to unlock it, nearly dropping it in the process.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, Changmin. I’m sure,” it’s all the reassurance he needs, and the image he takes is enough to make his cock hard and strain against his sweatpants painfully. He throws his phone to the side, pulling his own shirt over his head and your mouth nearly waters at the sight you’re met with.

“Minnie…” you drag his name out in a whine, and he’s pulling you to your feet and practically shoving you down onto your knees in an instant before him.

“Yes, angel?” it’s a mocking tone, but the very way he speaks to you causes your pussy to clench and your underwear to cling to your folds. The fabric teases your clit when you move and the stimulation makes you quiver.

“Look at you, are you that weak?” you whine, licking the prominent v-line along his muscular stomach, before dipping your tongue beneath the fabric of his sweats. The blissful curses that leave his mouth and the grip he has on the back of your head is enough for you to pull the grey offending trousers down, his cock springing free.

“F-fuck,” maybe you were slowly starting to understand why girls were so loud with him. His cock was easily the biggest you’d ever seen, even to the point where you maybe thought that it was too much. Not only was the length impressive, but it was thick, enough that you struggled to wrap your hand around the base.

“Are you dumb off seeing my cock already? Haven’t even fucked you yet,” it was degrading maybe, to have him insult you, but you wanted him to. His words turned you on, and you stick your tongue out and place the head of his cock in your mouth.

You feel him grip a handful of hair, creating a makeshift ponytail as he steadies your head, your tongue lapping up his pre-cum and circling around the tip before you slowly try to ease him further into your mouth.

“Angel, you’re pathetic if that’s all you can take,” honestly, you’re inclined to agree. You’re barely halfway and your jaw already feels tense and your mouth feels full, but you try to relax and angle yourself slightly so that his cock pushes into your throat, “good girl.”

You cough, choking on your own spit and his cock but he keeps your head locked in place as tears spring to your eyes. It’s almost too much, but Changmin isn’t that cruel. He knows it and releases your head from his grip right after, allowing you to breathe.

“I want you to fuck my mouth,” he’s stunned into silence at first. Truly, he’d never met a girl so eager to have his cock in her mouth, but who is he to say no?

“Oh… was that not too much for you… hmm?”

“I’ll tap you three times if it is,” a pause, and then you look up at him, “I promise.”

He knows you’ll hold yourself to it. Even if he’d never experienced you sexually, he knows that you don’t go above your limits, so he trusts that you’ll let him know if you can’t take it.

“Open your mouth,” you obey eagerly, knees pushing further apart, and he’s pulling your hair and yanking your head back so you look up at him before he spits in your mouth.

Fuck, he even remembered that.

He guides your mouth back to his cock, and you angle yourself again to push him deeper down your throat. You stop when you gag, and he only pulls back just enough to stop you from choking. He’s still at first, as if studying your reaction, before he starts to move.

Changmin is relentless. Once he decides a certain pace, then that’s the way he’s going. He fucks your throat completely dry, and you only manage to get air for the second he spends pulling out of you before his cock stuffs you full again. Tears fall from your eyes and you moan, causing vibrations to hit his cock that only urge him on while you claw at his skin by his hips, trying to hold on to anything so you don’t fall over, scratching him until red angry marks taint his otherwise perfect skin.

“You’re gonna swallow all of my cum, aren’t you baby?” you whimper, feeling his cock twitch before he stills, holding your head in place as his cum shoots down your throat. You savour every drop, falling into his arms as he pulls you up to your feet and then up onto his waist, “you good?”

“Y-yes,” you clear your throat, letting him carry you over to his bedroom before he sits down on the edge, shuffling around with you on top of him. Your clothed pussy rubs against him and it makes you shake, even more when you realise that he’s pushing your body further up, “do you need a break?”

“No,” he nods, resting his head on a pillow whilst you straddle his chest. You think you have a minute to breathe, but then his hands grip your ass and forcefully drag you up until your clothed cunt is hovering right over his mouth.

“Min-”

“Hmm?” he kisses your thigh, and you nearly debate telling him that he doesn’t have to make you come. That you believe him when he says he knows exactly how to pleasure someone. Yet you’re convinced you’ll never get the mental image of him between your thighs out of your mind any time soon, and you’ll be damned if you let this go.

“Fuck, I didn’t know you were so wet,” he chuckles, kneading your ass as he leans up and kisses your clothed folds. Your entire body trembles, and you wonder if you may have an orgasm right then, “all because of my cock in your mouth, hmm?”

“Y-yes,” he pushes the fabric to the side, licking up your juices like he’s starved off the taste of you, and you feel your wetness drip onto his lips. You’re a moaning mess above him, only made louder when he spanks your ass.

“You’re such a slut, hmm?” you want to agree, but just as you’re about to, his tongue finds your clit and you lose it, pushing down enough to wonder if you’re suffocating him between your legs. If you are, Changmin doesn’t mind, for he keeps the rigorous pace and only occasionally stops when the fabric of your underwear slips back into place.

He growls, dissatisfied, and eventually he grips both ends of the flimsy fabric and tears it in half. Every movement he makes feels so messy and hungry, but you know everything is perfectly calculated.

His ring finger teases your entrance while his tongue is still teasing your clit, lightly sucking the flesh, and you definitely know he’s calculating everything when he pushes his finger into you just as he lightly bites down on the bundle of nerves.

“Changmin!” it’s rare, almost never, that you use his full name. Usually it’s when you’re angry, but in this case, it’s because you’ve lost most ability to think and say the first thing that comes to your mind.

“God, look how you clench around my finger,” he swears he sees stars with how tight you are, pushing another finger inside you to slowly open you up enough for his cock, his rings cooling against your heat. A string of curses fall from his lips, knowing it’ll likely require some patience if you’re already clenching around something so small.

“F-fuck,” you rock your hips against him, and he uses his free hand to press your thighs down, holding them in place as he laps his tongue back over your folds to where his fingers scissor you open, before running up to your clit. There’s a familiar coil in your stomach, but it grows all too quickly and without any warning while you desperately struggle against his harsh grip on your legs and his eagerness to taste you, “Chan- ahh.”

You briefly wonder if you may pass out, your entire body rising up though he moves with you, not once letting his fingers move even an inch out of you as he feels you convulse and shake above him.

It takes him another second to realise that you’ve squirted on his chest and up along his collarbone and neck when you rose up, and your cheeks go incredibly crimson when you realise that you’ve left him a complete mess. But to him, he’s never felt more accomplished in his life, “fuck, you’re doing that again.”

His fingers slip out of you, and he’s incredibly gentle when he lets you lay there to recollect your breathing and become aware of your surroundings again. You could safely say that not only could he make a girl come, but he’d given you the most intense orgasm of your life.

“Can I restrain you?”

The question catches you by surprise at first, and it takes pathetically long for you to react at first, “what for?”

“When I fuck you,” your eyes open, and there he is, sweating, still glistening slightly from your own orgasm, cock fully erect and dimples showing as he smiles.

He looks ethereal.

“Unless you’d rather stop for today? If it’s too much-”

“No! No, please don’t stop,” he chuckles, amusement dancing in his eyes while he reaches over and kneads your ass cheeks again, occasionally offering a light spank that causes your body to ripple against the mattress, moans leaving your lips.

You may lose your voice at this rate.

“So… can I?” You think about it for a second, before ultimately nodding and deciding it’s something you’d like to try.

“How do you want me?”

“God, you can’t just say that. I might die,” you laugh, at least happy to know that you affect him just as much as he affects you.

“But to answer the question…” he comes up behind you, chest pressing into your back as his cock grazes against your ass, making you subconsciously push against him, “I’d like you just like this.”

He adjusts the pillow, ensuring that your head is well rested if your hands are going to be bound against your back, limiting the amount of support you can give yourself. What shocks you the most is how the handcuffs he’d fished from his nightstand are not only a bright pink, but shaped like a heart, “didn’t take you as someone who’d have that.”

“Chanhee bought it as a joke. Don’t think he’d assume I’d actually use it,” you chuckle, briefly thinking of your friend who really probably didn’t think much of it (or maybe he did know), whilst Changmin restrains your wrists and tightens the metal, “too much?”

“No… but not tighter, please?” Changmin obeys, doesn’t push where he feels like he shouldn’t and instead pushes your knees apart, your pussy coated in your juices and now in full view for him as he’d stripped you off your last item of clothing.

An item that you could honestly throw away.

“Just tell me if you want me to free you,” but you don’t think you’ll want him to. Something about giving him complete control over you whilst he fucks you from behind makes you question your sanity, because you feel like you’ve never wanted anything else more.

The tip of his bare cock teases your entrance and you whimper, especially when he stills “can I fuck you raw?”

“Yes,” you'd expected an internal debate in your mind that never comes. You always used condoms. Hell, you couldn’t remember when you last didn’t, but you wanted to feel every inch of his cock inside you and suddenly that internal thought process didn’t matter. You were on birth control anyway.

“You’re going to kill me,” he slowly pushes his cock inside your sopping cunt, groaning at how tight you feel. He was going to have to take it inch by inch, quite literally, and the very thought was agonising to him.

“F-fuck… you don’t fit,” you’re laughing, and at least knowing that you’re amused has him relaxing from the thought of thinking he was causing you pain. He laughs with you, but it’s quickly lost as he pushes himself deeper inside you, the sound strangled in his throat, “oh my god.”

“You still have a bit more than half, you know?”

“Shut up, there’s no w- mhmm,” he shuts you up with a rather deep push of his hips, splitting you open around his shaft, “now it’s about half.”

He’s teasing you again, but it’s so incredibly hot that you don’t care. You’re convinced that Changmin is the sexiest man in the world with the way he’s set on fucking you stupid.

It’s never taken you this long to adjust to someone’s length and girth, but it’s a good few more minutes of Changmin pushing a little more every time until your ass finally meets his hips, “god, look at you. You’re drooling.”

He chuckles, and you realise he’s right, moaning as you feel yourself clench around him unintentionally. He really has you forget all coherent thought, completely unaware of your own reactions “you can move.”

The platinum blond does not need to be told more than once. He’s been waiting to move, been desperate to, as he moves in slow and languid thrusts, like he needs you to feel every inch of his cock inside you, “mhmm, more.”

“Already? Can you take it?” You nod, feeling him hold your head down against the pillow, his other hand gripping your hip hard enough to bruise as he quickens his pace. You cry out his name almost instantly, screaming it over and over from the pleasure you feel, though it’s partially muffled.

“How good you take my cock.”

“Y-yes,” you stutter, feeling a sharp sting to your ass, but before you have time to respond, he’s taken the same hand he used to pull you up by the handcuffs that bind your wrists, your back twisted while he grips your hair and pulls you back into his shoulder, “h-harder.”

“Still?” he groans, obliging as he quickened his pace, his other free hand going around your waist and to your stomach, and he swears he can feel his cock inside you with every thrust, “mhmm fuck… I can feel my cock inside you.”

“Fuck... oh fuck, C-Changmin!” you wish your hands were free so you could touch him, but instead you have to rely on him to hold you up as he roughly pounds into you with no remorse. The pleasure becomes overbearing, but it’s brought to its peak when he dares test the waters with something you’d only mentioned once as something you wanted to try.

His hand that had been gripping your hair snakes around your throat, and at first he only squeezes lightly to see how you respond, if he should stop or keep going.

“C-Changmin! G-god. Please,” you whimper, tears falling from your eyes once again from the pleasure and he grins, biting down on your shoulder.

“Whore,” he groans, tightening the hand he has around your neck just slightly as he breathes into your ear, his grip enough to cause the oxygen in your brain to short circuit but not enough to make you feel in pain or like you’re in danger.

If your hands were free, you honestly think you’d make him grip you harder, and you know you’re about to fall over the edge.

It’s your inability to freely move and the way he holds you in place exactly the way he wants you with his cock deep inside you that makes you scream his name one more time, so loud that you'd be more surprised if the neighbours didn't hear it, your entire body shaking and clenching on his cock as you mess the sheets with your orgasm.

It’s the stimulation around his cock and the tightness that makes him lose control, and a mangled cry of your name leaves his lips when his cum spills into you, coating your walls and leaving you to collapse as he loses his strength to hold you, pleasured groans falling from his chapped lips.

You fall onto the bed, hands still bound behind your back with Changmin falling right next to you. Neither of you say anything, but both your heavy breaths are loud in the room as you try to collect yourself.

“We should shower,” you whine as a response, because you honestly don’t think you can move. Changmin doesn’t think he can either, but there’s no way he’s letting you lay in the mess you made with his cum still spilling out of you.

As absolutely feral and possessive as that makes him.

Your best friend unbinds the pink cuffs keeping your wrists together, wincing slightly as he sees how harshly you tugged at it even with the room he’d left. He brings them both to his lips, kissing the faint bruising as an apology falls from his mouth, but you don’t want him to be sorry.

“Please, if you dare apologise for the best sex of my life, I’ll kill you,” he chuckles, and you reach out lazily to poke his dimples, smiling when he squirms.

“I’ll get you ice at least,” he finally gets up, and while the muscles in his body scream at him, he lifts you up into his arms and into the bathroom, setting you down in the tiled shower whilst adjusting the temperature of the water.

“Wait here,” you nod, sat on the tiled floor in the shower as the water falls onto you, though you find it quite comfortable. Changmin comes back not long after, a few ice cubes wrapped around a towel that he holds to your wrist, kissing your forehead softly while brushing through your knotted hair. He’s completely different now, caring for you, and your heart swells in affection for him.

“Can I wash you?” you nod, and you sit there with him whilst he rubs your body wash over your skin and then his own, making sure you’re both clean and taking his time as he does. He winces at the faint bruising on your hip and around your shoulder where he’d bitten your skin, but you glare at him, reminding him not to think about it.

“Don’t pout about it,” you remind him, and he nods as he slowly begins to massage your scalp with your conditioner.

He cares for you so much, and you’ve never felt it more than now, still trying to recollect your thoughts while he ensures you’re okay even when his own exhaustion is threatening to have him pass out on you.

He even makes the bed for you both while you just sit and wait, fluffing the pillows for him, dressed in a new shirt of his while he's just adorning a pair of black boxers, and when he reaches for you to fall into his arms, you’re more than happy to.

You think with how you’re spent, you’d fall asleep in an instant, but instead you lazily brush Changmin’s hair from his forehead and kiss his shoulder. He lets you do whatever you want, watching you with a deep adoration and love, but it doesn’t scare you.

It doesn’t scare you, because you know when you look at him, it wasn’t just you who’d failed at keeping your feelings away.

“I love you,” he’s surprised to hear you say it first, but the warmth in his chest and the smile that threatens to slip just make you want to say it again and again.

“I love you too,” you nestle into his shoulder, still lazily playing with his hair while one of his hands hovers over your thigh, the other behind your back, and you don’t think you’ve ever felt so content.

“Also… next time, I’ll be the one leaving bruises,” Changmin laughs, and it’s a sound that brings you complete peace.

“I’m holding you to that but..." he pushes the fabric of his boxers down past his hipbone, revealing aggressive red marks that you barely remember leaving. There's a silence first, before you lean close and kiss the broken skin, "oh, please don't do that. I'll want to ruin you again."

You oblige. As desirable as the thought is, you're both tired, and you lay there silently for a few more minutes until he breaks it to ask you a question that's been on his mind since your first orgasm, "still think sex is overrated?"

You throw a pillow right onto his smug face as your answer.

well... i wrote that... i actually can't believe the ideas in my brain sometimes. also the resitance to switch it to another member because i'm weak for them??? guess we writing more boyz ✌️🥵

#the boyz smut #changmin smut #q smut #ji changmin #the boyz changmin #changmin x reader #the boyz q #smut #the boyz #the boyz changmin smut #q x reader #tbz x reader #tbz #whisper made me do it #tbz fluff #fluff if you swuint #changmin fluff #q fluff

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forcebewitht · 3 years ago

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Howdy do~! I would like to request a headcannon in which the Dorm Leaders start to fall for a fem! s/o who is like a Disney princess: beautiful, sweet, gentle and loving. Super fluff, please! Thanks!

(Hey hey! Welcome in! For the sake of readability for my fellow Readers like yourself, I shall be making this a gender neutral S/O, just with the Disney Princess traits. Thanks for stopping by, and I hope you enjoy!💕��)

Twisted Wonderland: Dorm Leaders X GN!Sweet!MC!Reader

🌹Riddle Rosehearts🌹

Your sweet, almost royal-like behavior was one of the first things that drew Riddle to you

You were kind, gentle, animals had an odd habit of trying to follow you around- and most importantly, you knew how to listen and listen well when needed

Whenever the ADeuce duo or Grim started to get out of line, your gentle manner of attempting to handle them...well, it helped Riddle to not shout "OFF WITH YOUR HEAD" every few seconds, at least. It curbed it a bit.

Tea parties with you are the times he treasures the most

You fit in perfectly with the serene atmosphere, the sweet, floral scent of various teas seeming to radiate off of you

The sun always had a habit of peering through the trees and making your skin glow in an angelic manner...

He would sometimes find himself staring- until you would make a remark, that is.

That usually snaps him back to normalcy, the faintest tints of blush painting his cheeks a rosy red

The hedgehogs and flamingos loved you as well! So, that always also brought him a sense of peace.

"My rose....hmm? Why am I staring- I wa-wasn't staring! F-finish your strawberry tart, dear. After all, the Laws of the Queen Of Hearts clearly states that all tarts must be consumed at-"

🦁Leona Kingscholar🦁

Honestly? He both hates it and loves it at the same time.

He only loves it when you're giving him the attention he deserves. Just don't overdo it, herbivore. The sugary sweetness routine just...makes him want to gag sometimes

Other than that? Seeing you be so sickly sweet and kind to everyone...drives him up a wall and a half

Especially once animals start trying to follow behind you into Savanaclaw

This prompts loud, almost lion-like roars right down to the core to get them to go away

However, you do tend to have an...odd strength behind it in your own way. Will he say this? Probably not, unless it's sarcastic.

Dote on him, love him, but don't try and suffocate him.

And for the love of the King of the Beasts- do not speak to him in that high pitched tone like he's a child.

Has a bad habit of suddenly just yanking you and hauling you over his shoulder when he sees you being too sweet to other people. Like, on the spot

Probably has attempted to eat one of the birds that follows you (don't ask-)

Naps are definitely more tranquil, however- you aren't loud and annoying like most others

"Uggghhh....herbivore, if you sing one more song like that, I'm going to be sick. Eh? No, I don't like "It's A Small World After All". Don't even think about it. Just get over here in my arms, why don't you?"

🐙Azul Ashengrotto🐙

Oh, honey. Sweetie. Angelfish. R u n.

He capitalizes the ever living crap out of this

Oh, what's that? A certain complaining soul who fell short on a contract is whining in his office? A vying customer simply needs a little push to be fully swept under his tentacles? Guess who is being called in with their sweet smile and charming face!

Yep, it's yoooouuuuu~!

It's a win-win situation for Azul all the way around- he gets one of the sweetest students ever doting on him 24/7, and he gets to watch the others wriggle and writhe like worms on a hook!

He'll be as sickly sweet to you as you are to him. After all, a relationship is an equal exchange of affection, is it not?

Most likely post Overblot, he'll be somewhat willing to cuddle with you in a certain form...but only if he gets you all to himself for the duration of that day

"Angelfish~! Come to me, darling. How was your day, hmm? Well, it certainly shall improve since you are back with me, my little minnow. Right this way, let us have some alone time~"

☀️Kalim Al-Asim☀️

Poor Jamil. Poor, poor Jamil.

It's like a match made in heaven- a fluffy, soft cloud and the bright, happy sun

You and Kalim basically do everything together. No- like, literally mean everything.

Magic carpet dates, dance party dates, dinner dates, lunch dates-

Honestly? It can get suffocating. A lot of the time.

However, you both tend to balance each other out in the slightest of ways (and Jamil's help-)

PDA is going to be extremely common here

Guys around Night Raven College have a habit of seeing you two be all...lovey dovey to each other and gag. On the spot

Kalim showers you in presents, compliments- the works.

And he always has a blast playing around with the little animals that follow you

Light Music Club is....very musical-esque with you two in the same room

Kalim is also the type to suddenly just- appear out of nowhere and pepper your face in kisses

"Jeeeewweeeelllll! Ahaha! There you are! How did your class go? Did you do anything fun? Ooo, ooo, I got those tickets to that show you wanted to see! Let's go take a walk, you wanna get something to eat?"

🪞Vil Schoenheit🪞

Oh, he's totally a combination of Leona and Azul-

Sometimes, your demeanor just....reminds him of Neige. And that makes him want to run to the nearest trashcan, quickly tie his hair back, and- uhh, release some...stomach things inside of it.

Most of the time, however? He's dressing you up in the finest of clothing, putting makeup on you and having you walk arm and arm with him wherever you possibly can

He is striving to be the fairest one of all, so why should his S.O. be any different or less?

Definitely the type to hound you about how you're doing to ensure that you are performing at your top

If something is wrong? Either he or Rook are the first to notice, and he's already hauling yourself and himself away to whatever will release that energy for the both of you (if his schedule allows it)

Vil actually likes your little animal friends- as long as they aren't getting any of their...droppings anywhere near himself or you

LOTS of photo shoots happen between you two once the relationship goes public

Unfortunately, this also draws a lot of heat onto you...you are dating the Vil Schoenheit, after all

However, he is usually right there and handling any immature fans' behaviors with the grace and maturity of the Beautiful Queen herself

"Ah, sweet potato...there you are. You look well rested. I can tell that you took my advice the other night. Come along, we have someplace to go- hm? Ah, not a shoot, this time. Just a little space I reserved for the two of us. Let us not dawdle, now."

💀Idia Shroud💀

Hello? Helllllooooo?? Is he in some sort of...anime? Does that make him the protagonist? Because you're basically- like, the perfect S.O. that would be the hero's other in a video game or something

No, seriously, is this a simulation? Is he in an otome game???

Honestly, he still has trouble believing you want to date him, sometimes.

Animals have to stay outside. Unless it's a cat, cats are chill and won't possibly get in the way of him while he's reading a manga or gaming-

Definitely has made an OC based off you, probably with a flower aesthetic of some sort

He practically melts whenever you hum so softly or so sweetly....and just for him? It's crazy! What are you on???

It takes him a long time to get used to you and your doting nature- he wonders what you could get out of it for a while

Expect him to buy you little anime figurines or plushies that reminded him of you

And he may or may not brag about you to his gaming buddies all the time about how sweet you are to him-

"H-hai, skullie....c'mon, I was just about to set up your little gaming corner with that pet game you like so much....e-eh?!? W-will I...cuddle and watch with you- u-uh-! Y-yeah...okay...."

🐉Malleus Draconia🐉

It's like he's living in a dream

Someone who treats him...not like a monster? Not like someone they need to surpass?

He was already drawn to you once he saw you walking around Ramshackle that one day- and then you invited him to something...and now you want to date him?

No one really saw this part but Lilia, but he may or may not have actually teared up about the whole thing

Your kindness touches him in ways he couldn't imagine. Even your little animal friends like him! They aren't scared

Malleus always dons the softest smile whenever a little bluebird in particular will settle itself in-between his horns whilst he speaks to you

Late night walks with you are the best. The moonlight shines across your already beautiful features and highlights them

He likes holding your hand and rubbing circles over your knuckles, sometimes growing just a bit tighter (almost like he's scared you'll disappear if he doesn't-)

Sebek, Silver, and Lilia wind up forming a "protection" group for you and their Malleus-Sama (Sebek internally cries everytime he sees Malleus kiss your cheek-)

"My firefly...Child Of Man...hmm? Why am I...staring at you? Ah. Am I not allowed to stare into the beautiful eyes of my beloved? Heheh~ I thought as much. Thank you....thank you for....loving me against all odds."

✨~End~✨

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #disney #twistedwonderland #twst #ask answered #force writes #riddle rosehearts #leona kingscholar #azul ashengrotto #twst x reader #twst dorm leaders x reader #kalim al asim #vil schoenheit #idia shroud #malleus draconia #gender neutral reader #twst gender neutral reader #disney princess

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green-socks · 3 years ago

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What More Could I Ever Need prologue

Pairing: Benny Miller x F!reader (Tangled AU)

Summary: Tangled AU where Benny is in the role of Rapunzel (without the hair thing) and reader is basically a female Flynn Rider. A criminal running from the law and a boy who has lived locked up in a tower go on an adventure together. And yes, there is an animal sidekick.

Words: 1,012

Warnings: kidnap of a child

Notes: Why yes it is another Benny AU based on a movie where I have reversed the roles (I definitely have a problem). Presenting Disney prince Benny! And I sort of blame @madrefiero for making me obsessed with this idea because she keeps (unknowingly) feeding me with inspo pics but I truly love it. A billion thanks to @writeforfandoms who has listened me ramble about this way too much and read it through to soothe my nerves <33. Oh and the title is from a song that was supposed to be on the movie soundtrack but wasn't. I couldn't resist opening with "once upon a time" and I won't apologize. But after that I will get normal I promise.

The pic is pretty much what prince Ben looks like to me.

MASTERLIST

Once upon a time there was a prosperous kingdom, ruled by a beloved king and queen. They had everything they could want, but there was a piece missing from their lives. Their dearest wish was to have a child, not just to have an heir, but a child to love.

After several years of hoping, the queen finally gave birth to a beautiful baby boy with golden hair, sparkling blue eyes, and the brightest smile. The day of the baby’s birth the sun shone so brightly that everyone present swore the new prince had been baptized with little drops of sunlight.

They weren’t wrong.

The little prince’s cheerful nature and sunshine energy seemed to only grow as he himself grew.

The queen simply doted on her son and refused to give him over to a nurse for more than what was absolutely necessary. She even put him to sleep every night by herself, holding her precious son close to her chest, singing him to sleep.

The queen sang to her child all the time, in fact, and at just a few months old he started humming tunes after his mother, mimicking the melodies. The first time that happened the queen felt like she had just drunk a cup of very strong coffee. Such was the joy of motherhood, she thought as she beamed at her son.

Month by month little Benjamin’s singing got stronger and stronger. And then one time the queen’s flu just disappeared when she was holding Ben and he hummed a melody to her. That was when she started believing there was something truly special about the boy. And it kept on happening until the nurse noticed it, the maids noticed it - even the palace cat seemed much more energetic after being petted by the humming baby.

And the word spread - as it so often does in big palaces like that. The staff talked amongst themselves, and then someone went home and told their family, who told their friend at the pub, and so on and so on.

Word of the rumored magical golden boy who possessed some kind of healing powers reached even the farthest corners of the kingdom. It so happened that they reached a woman who was struggling with the health issues getting older had brought along, and she wanted to see for herself if it really was true.

So she searched work as a cleaning maid at the castle. That way she was free to roam the palace unnoticed and gather information on the young prince.

One night she sneaked into the prince’s room through the balcony and tried to get him to sing to her. She held the baby in her arms and croaked a lullaby she knew.

And the baby started humming with her.

Instantly, she felt her pains going away. She felt younger even.

In that moment the woman made a decision - she would take the baby with her and raise him far away from the palace. Train his singing even more so that he could keep her young for years and years. The king and queen didn’t need this child’s magical powers, she reasoned, they were healthy and easily rich enough to afford any and all remedies if they happened to get sick.

And so she grabbed the baby from his crib and ran.

A palace guard saw her running away from the palace, only her cloak billowing behind her. He heard the baby’s cries getting farther from him with every step the woman took and realized what must have happened.

He alerted the other guards instantly, and they chased after the woman, but she had vanished. They searched for days through all the kingdom, but they could not find the young prince anywhere.

Eventually the king and queen had to tell the people to give up the search and admit that their son was probably in a land far away by now.

But they never gave up hope.

Every year on the prince’s birthday, the king and queen along with all the people in the kingdom released lanterns into the sky at night, partly as a prayer that their son would someday find his way back home, and partly to thank the sun for blessing their son with that drop of sunlight when he was born, the biggest gift they could have asked for.

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Meanwhile, little Benjamin grew up away from his parents, locked up in a tall tower hidden deep in a forest. The woman, Dagmar, who had kidnapped him raised him as her own, and fed him a new life story. By the time Benny was a little older, he had no memory of his true parents or true home and believed everything Dagmar had told him.

He was told that he could not go outside, because terrible things would happen to him; mean people would try to harm him. For Benny knew he was special, that his song could heal, and he knew that his mother only wanted to protect him. She explained to him that people had tried to do bad things to him when he was only a baby, and the thought scared him.

But that didn’t mean he didn’t sometimes long to go outside. Oh yes, he was curious; he wondered what it would be like if he ever went outside - would he be brave enough to face it?

Every year on his birthday Benny snuck out of his bedroom at night to go to the window and watch these odd lights flying across the sky.

For some reason he was drawn to them. Maybe it was because they showed up only on his birthdays, or maybe because they proved to him that there truly were other people somewhere out there. He didn’t really know what the lights were, or what they meant, but sometimes he thought they looked like drops of sunlight floating back towards the sleeping sun.

Those mysterious lights, more than anything else, made him dream about someday venturing outside to the real world.

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Chapter 1

tagsies @writeforfandoms @starlightmornings

#benny miller fanfiction #benny miller x reader #benny miller x f!reader #benjamin miller #triple frontier fanfiction #garrett hedlund fanfiction #garrett hedlund #i still don't know what i'm doing #i accidentally wrote something

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bokutokoutarou · 5 years ago

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@bitesizedgarbage asked: Head canons about the bois reaction to their s/o showing up at their doorstep at 2 in the mcfreakin morning. You know the bois love. And you know them well. :3

hehe ofc i do ;)

warning - everything is sfw but kuroo’s part is kind of suggestive oops

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WHEN THEIR S/O SHOWS UP AT THEIR DOORSTEP AT 2 IN THE MORNING

— including tsukishima, daichi, kuroo, sugawara, akaashi & bokuto

masterlist

☆。*。☆。 Tsukishima Kei

His window was open, so he darted out of bed the moment he heard your voice shouting “Kei...Kei...Kei”

“Are you insane?” he asked you, opening the door to reveal himself in a baggy sweatshirt and boxers. “It’s two in the freaking morning — you’re going to wake up my whole street”

“A-are those dinos on your boxers?” you asked him, staring at the tiny green dinosaurs scattered all over the material of his shorts

“Uh, n-no...” he stuttered, his face turning bright red

They totally were

He felt like the biggest asshole on the planet when you broke down and told him that you had a fight with your parents and didn’t know where else to go

He gave you one of his sweatshirts to change into and he set up the couch for you to sleep on, but five minutes later he heard a knock at his bedroom door

“Kei...I’m sorry for bothering you, but it’s really dark and I’m kind of—“

“Come here” he told you, and within seconds you were curled up next to him. But after a couple of minutes, you two gave up on trying to sleep and ended up watching Jurassic Park together

“Do you want to watch the next one?” he asked you when the movie ended, but he let out a quiet laugh when he saw that you had fallen asleep on his chest

“Goodnight, stupid,” he smirked, pulling you closer to his chest before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep

Your boyfriend may be cold at times, but he does have a heart, and it only beats for you

☆。*。☆。 Daichi Sawamura

Daichi is so overprotective, so upon finding you at his doorstep at two in the morning, he immediately pestered you with a thousand questions at once

“Are you okay?”

“Are you hurt?”

“Did you walk here by yourself? That’s not sa—”

“Relax Daichi,” you interrupted your boyfriend, letting out a light laugh at his overprotective antics. “I’m only here because I can’t sleep”

“Oh,” he rubbed the back of his neck before breaking out into laughter. “Well why didn’t you just say so? Come in”

He grabbed you by the hand and guided you to the living room. “Here, just let me set up the couch and—”

“I kind of wanted to be beside you...” you bit your lip in embarrassment. Daichi was such a gentleman that he hadn’t even caught onto the fact that you didn’t come over to merely sleep on his couch

“Oh...” Daichi turned red, but his lips immediately curled up into a soft grin. “Sorry, I should have known”

It wasn’t long before you were snuggled up beside your boyfriend on his bed, your head on his chest and his hand rubbing small circles on your back

“Sweet dreams, [Y/N],” he whispered upon seeing you fast asleep on his chest, and he pressed a soft kiss to the top of your hair

With the soft melody of his heart beating against your ear, and the warm feeling of his arms wrapped around you, it was safe to say that you never slept better in your life

☆。*。☆。 Kuroo Tetsurou

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Kuroo smirked upon swinging open the door and seeing you. “Couldn’t fall asleep because you were thinking about me?”

“Jesus Christ, Tetsu,” you sighed. “I had a fight with my parents”

“Oh...” his smirk fell from his face. “Well, uh, come on in”

He brought you upstairs to his room and tossed you one of his sweatshirts for you to change into. It wasn’t long before he suggested a couple of things for you two to do to take your mind off the fight...

“Tetsu, what the f-”

“I’m just kidding...” he grinned, letting out a light laugh before he bit his lip. “But my parents aren’t home, so we could if you wanted to”

“You’re such a dork,” you hit him lightly on the shoulder, and within a couple of moments you both burst out into laughter

“You know I was just playing around, right?” your boyfriend chuckled, wrapping his arms around your waist as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “Now come on, let’s watch a movie”

You two ended up eating nachos and watching Mean Girls in his living room (it’s his fav movie you can FIGHT me on this)

After the movie was done, you two went on an ASAP Science binge-session because he’s a total science dork and loves to watch those videos his free time (you’ll never admit that you enjoy them too though)

Maybe it progressed into something more, maybe it didn’t. Yet no matter what happened between you two, you were glad that your boyfriend was there for you when you needed him most

☆。*。☆。 Sugawara Koushi

Suga’s a light sleeper, so upon hearing you knocking on his door he got out of bed immediately

“[Y/N] ... it’s 2am,” Suga frowned, concern filling his warm brown eyes upon finding you at his doorstep. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m sorry for waking you up, Koushi,” you apologized, “I couldn’t sleep and I...I just really miss you”

Suga.exe has stopped working

“A-are you alright,” you asked him when he didn’t respond immediately. “If you don’t want me here I can lea—”

“No, stay!” your boyfriend interrupted you, still red in the cheeks. “I missed you too”

You two didn’t end up going to sleep immediately. Instead, you ended up baking cookies (SUGA IS AN AMAZING COOK AND THAT’S A FACT), cuddling on the couch, and having a Disney movie marathon in his living room

Even though you and Suga had already seen most of the movies before, you both yelled at the screen dramatically every time a ‘plot twist’ happened

“PRINCE HANS, YOU EVIL F—”

You ended up falling asleep in Suga’s arms halfway through The Lion King, but your boyfriend didn’t go to sleep just yet

He ended up staying up all night with you on his chest, his eyes glued to the screen as he instinctively twirled your hair in his fingers

Your eyes fluttered open by the time Suga finally passed out, yet upon seeing your boyfriend sleeping angelically with his arms wrapped around your waist, you giggled softly and closed your eyes again

You ended up falling back asleep even though you weren’t tired, because the last thing that you wanted to do was to leave your boyfriend’s warm embrace

☆。*。☆。 Akaashi Keiji

Akaashi is actually sane and has a rigid sleep schedule, so needless to say, he was exhausted when you knocked on his door at 2am and interrupted it

“You’re aware that it’s two in the morning...right?” he yawned softly upon opening the front door. He didn’t even check to see if it was you — he just knew

“Yeah...” you sighed, rubbing your eyes tiredly. “I’m just too nervous to sleep. I have a big test tomorrow, and I’m really scared, and—”

“It’s okay, [Y/N],” Akaashi interrupted your nervous ramblings with a soft smile. “Just come in”

He brought you to his kitchen and made you both some tea, and although he was exhausted, he helped you go over the material you were studying.

After two hours of reviewing, you were too exhausted to function, and you were finally ready to go back home and sleep

“Thanks for helping me, Keiji,” you told your boyfriend after taking a final sip of your drink. “I think I finally feel better, I’m going to go home and—”

“Home?” your boyfriend’s tired eyes widened in surprise. “You can’t go home at this time — it’s not safe. And look at you...you’re exhausted”

“I-I’m not exhausted,” you lied, but an unintentional yawn escaped your lips at the end of your sentence. “Okay...maybe I’m a little exhausted”

You were truly drained from studying, so the next few moments were a blur. One moment you were in the kitchen, and the next moment you were snuggled up beside Akaashi on his bed, your arm draped over his torso and his arm on your back

You didn’t know how you had gotten there, but you did know that you no longer felt the need to go home, because Akaashi’s arms were your home now

☆。*。☆。 Bokuto Koutarou

"[Y/N]!” Bokuto’s lips curled up into a wide grin when he saw you at his doorstep at 2am. “Did you come here for a sleepover?”

‘Sleepover’...pfft, that’s funny. If you came to Bokuto’s house thinking you were getting any sleep, you were wrong because there was no way in hell that that was happening

Y’all made a pillow fort in his living room and blasted music, scrolling through tiktoks and showing each other memes like complete clowns...until you two heard a loud knock on his front door

“Listen,” Bokuto’s neighbour started to speak. “You’re lucky I’m friends with your parents and didn’t call the police because it’s four in the mcfreaking morning and I can hear your party from my bedroom”

Bokuto just tilted his head to the side in confusion. “Sorry, but we’re not having a party, we’re having a sleepover”

You internally face-palmed because your boyfriend was so clueless sometimes (but he’s totally adorable so it’s alright)

After the irritated man left, you and Bokuto went back to your fort and lowered the music so you wouldn’t get any more angry visitors

You let out a soft yawn, and you were about to suggest for you two to go to sleep when your boyfriend whacked you with a pillow and declared that you two were having a pillow fight

Your pillow fight ended up turning into a tickle fight, which somehow ended up turning into a playful make out session (you totally weren’t complaining though)

You and your boyfriend hadn’t gotten an ounce of sleep by the time the sun rose, yet you didn’t regret going over to Bokuto’s house one bit because you had the time of your life

#haikyuu #haikyuu!!#hq #tsukishima kei #daichi sawamura #kuroo tetsurou #sugawara koushi #akaashi keiji #bokuto koutarou #tsukishima kei x reader #daichi sawamura x reader #kuroo tetsurou x reader #sugawara koushi x reader #akaashi keiji x reader #bokuto koutarou x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu writing #haikyuu x you

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ordinaryschmuck · 3 years ago

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What I Thought About "Hunting Palismans" From The Owl House

Salutations, random people on the internet who certainly won’t read this! I am an Ordinary Schmuck. I write stories and reviews and draw comics and cartoons.

Today, I present to you reason #4,693 for why The Owl House is the best thing at the moment: It's the perfect balance of serialized storytelling with an episodic format. The story always moves forward with an exact order for how episodes should be watched, but each episode still functions as its own standalone tale. Having prior knowledge of what happened before adds more to the experience, but you can still watch whatever you want and still have an enjoyable time. Take "Hunting Palismans," for example. It adds so much more to the overarching narrative while slightly continuing other threads. But it's still something you can watch as is without remembering the past or wondering about the future.

However, to properly explain how requires spoilers. I wasn't kidding when I say that this episode adds so much, so you're going to want to be wary of that when you continue reading.

With that said, let's review, shall we?

WHAT I LIKED

Coven Heads Meeting: We already saw these fellow schmucks in the trailer, but that doesn't take away how cool they are! It's not explicitly stated which head belongs to which coven, but you can already tell who goes where just from their designs alone. And I love that. I love that just by showing us some excellent character designs, anybody with half a brain can already figure out the particular type of magic each Coven Head specializes in. It's a perfect example of the show-don't-tell level of storytelling that is always at its best through animation, and I'm all for it because of it.

What the Day of Unity is: Several fans, myself included, have already speculated that the Day of Unity was that Emperor Belos planned to combine the human world with the Boiling Isles and rule it all with an iron fist. That being said, figuring it out is one thing, but being told that it's true is a whole different level pants-s**ting horror that I AM NOT READY FOR! Even when it's going to happen, I can assure you that I will not be prepared to witness it ...and I am scared of when it does.

Belos Body Horror: ...Disney, I was already scared s**tless of this guy. I DO NOT NEED THIS!

That being said, seeing Belos do...whatever the f**k that was, helps explain further why he needs the magic in palismans. I always assumed because it's like fuel for a car, giving him the power he needs. Now, even though the answer is more apparent, there are still some questions to be had. Is he cursed, and the magic keeps it at bay like Eda's potions? Or did he experiment with the wrong type of magic, and the palismans keep him stable? Only the future can say for sure...and I'm also not prepared for the answers from that either.

Golden Guard is Belos’ Nephew: Gosh dangit, THE INTRO HASN'T EVEN STARTED YET, AND THIS EPISODE IS ALREADY GIVING SO MUCH!

But, yeah, the most powerful witch on the Isles is apparently Golden Boy's Grunkle Belos. That very knowledge is incredibly interesting to discuss while presenting possibilities for future narratives. I don't know about you, but I see the Golden Guard going down the path of Zuko, learning that the magic of friendship is worth much more than whatever power he gains from being Belos' nephew. And possibly earning his uncle's love seeing how he's the only family he has. It's a situation that's vastly different from Amity's because even when she defies her parents, she'll still have Edric and Emira at the end of the day. For Golden Guard, knowing that he lost a great family to wild magic, the inclination to go against Belos is a lot weaker due to him being all he has left.

Oh, and also, Belos' family getting wiped out because of wild magic. Yeah, not only does that give the best type of motivation for Belos' distaste for it, but it also explains the Golden Guard's hesitance to use it. He's inclined to so he can save his uncle, sure. It's only the fact that he knows what happens with wild magic that causes some resistance...Also, we're less than a minute in, and I'm already getting all of this from one discussion between two characters.

HOW IS THIS SHOW SO GOOD?!

Intro Changes: It's about time too. It seems weird that the crew waited to change Eda and King's designs in the intro this late in the game, but it also tells me that Amity dying her hair lavender is the last huge change this season will present. Otherwise, why change the intro at all if you were going to alter Luz, Willow, and Gus' designs anyway? It just doesn't make sense to me.

Luz Keeping the Echo Mouse as a Pet: The fact that she keeps the most important creature in the world to her as a pet...it's...it's adorable, alright? And as we established several times, I cannot hate adorable things.

Don't judge me!

Amity Staying Home: There are two plausible ways why Amity didn't go to school that day. Either she's getting punished for dying her hair or because she's trying to avoid Luz so they won't talk about the you-know-what. Either could work and seem understandable to Luz, thus explaining why she admits how "that makes sense." Although, there is something to discuss in how Luz is curious as to where Amity is. Judging from the tone of her voice, it's pretty clear that she wants to talk about the little peck on the cheek and maybe get some confirmation as to what it means. Because there is no going back from that. You can explain away saying or doing something stupid, but you cannot un-kiss a cheek. That is a point of no return, and if Amity really is avoiding Luz because of it, that means it's up to our favorite weirdo to make the first move. As for what that may entail...we'll just have to wait and see.

Frewin: We get two bits of information here for the price of one reveal here. Knowing that Frewin is a palisman is shocking enough, but the knowledge that Bump is partially blind and needs Frewin to see? That is an intriguing piece of intel that I would have never expected to get revealed. This is reason #5,279 for what makes The Owl House so good. Even when the show presents information you wouldn't guess, it's all so interesting anyways that you can't help but go along with it.

Adopting Palismans: First of all, love the fact that the Bat Queen makes a return to provide a solution to the palisman trees being rare and solving her own problem regarding the discarded palismans. It's a situation where everyone wins in a way that is so clever that I can't help but admire it.

Second, the idea of students choosing to adopt palismans instead is cute. I'd say it gives further insight into who these characters are in how they say what they want to be, but there's nothing really new added that fans couldn't figure out from the get go. But I will say that it's pretty cool to know that these characters have official staffs now. Speaking of which, if you're upset that their palismans don't match up with your headcanons...grow up.

This was a cute and smartly written scene that should not be bogged down by whiney fans who can't accept a series doing something different from what they expect.

Little Rascal: I’d take a bullet for this bird. That is all.

Luz Being Uncertain of her Future: A lot of fans offer several ideas of what the future could look like for Luz. Will she stay in the Boiling Isles? In Connecticut? Or will she go back and forth? We don't know, but one question we rarely brought up is what does Luz want? More specifically, what does she want to do? After everything Luz went through, the adventures she's gone on, and the lessons learned, what is something that Luz wants her future to be? That's an answer she doesn't really figure out, and I'm genuinely ok with that being a question that's tabled for another day. Most kids who ask that question themselves aren't always going to find an answer after a short amount of time and sometimes even need to spend their lives trying to figure it out. So having it be something Luz has to consider and probably find out in a future episode is the smarter option, as it allows time for it to simmer in her own mind and provides more insight into her character. As stated several times in this episode, she doesn't think things through, so it's nice that the writers finally allowed her some time to wonder what's next when the adventure is over.

Luz Having to Improvise Without Paper Glyphs: You want to know what my favorite Spider-Man moments are (this is relevant. Trust me). My favorite moments are when Spidey's web-shooters run out of fluid, and he's forced to improvise with that big brain of his to find a solution. That's sort of what happens with Luz in "Hunting Palismans." She didn't bring her glyphs with her (why would she), so she's forced to use the environment around her to make new ones. Plus, Luz also flexes her knowledge of the Boiling Isles by mixing her glyphs with a magical plant (which Willow certainly told her about) so that she and the Golden Guard could knock out Kikimora's dragon. It's yet another showcase of her intelligence that a lot of fans are too keen to overlook. Unfortunate to see, too, because looking at how well Luz can craft the perfect solutions by fighting smarter, not harder, is a fantastic add-on to her personality. I love characters who win through their wits rather than their raw powers, and I once again hope more people will catch onto that aspect of her too.

Golden Guard Whistling the Theme: Look, I love it when a show acknowledges its own theme song, ok? Leave me alone.

Luz and the Golden Guard: This is one of those dynamics you didn't know you wanted until you have it. And now that I have it, I DEMAND MORE!

Seriously, seeing these two interact off of each other was a ton of fun to watch. When Luz and GG are initially at each other's throats, their threats and mockery towards one another aren't out of spiteful anger between two mortal enemies. It's more like...two siblings who get on each other's nerves yet are supposed to deal with one another. It's equally adorable and hilarious, and yes, I absolutely loved that they're forced to work together in this episode because of it.

Although, while the entertainment value is fantastic, it also adds more proof of why Luz is the best character in the series. She spends one night with this guy, and that's more than what she needed to make a difference with him. I wouldn't go so far as to say that they're buddies now, but Luz definitely sowed the seeds into his redemption. He's far from willing to join her side, but he still does something he rarely does with anyone else: He told her that his name is Hunter. And this is what Luz does. Through nearly every person she meets on the Boiling Isles, she always manages to change them for the better. It'll be a while before Hunter deflects from Belos, but if Amity proves anything, Luz has a way of sneaking into people's hearts. They just need to spend more time with one another, and I can't wait to see what happens next because of it.

Kikimora Wanting to Kill Hunter: This shows a lot about who Kikimora is, but it potentially proves just how dysfunctional the Emperor's Coven can be. If Kiki proves anything, the coven must be filled with people willing to backstab and cheat their way to get on Emperor Belos' good side. Just look at Lilith. She literally cursed her own sister just to get in and received all the rewards because of it. The Emperor's Coven may be the best choice for witches to do magic, but if you're surrounded by people you can't trust, then is it really worth it?

The Guards Not Knowing Who Hunter is: This helps add to how much of a big deal it is for Hunter to reveal his name to Luz. If people can't even recognize his face, there's a chance it means that he keeps his true identity a secret except for those in his inner circle.

And the coven guards brushing off his brand is more than believable to me. They may be aware that Belos' right hand is young, but teens will be teens. Anybody with enough artistic talent can fake a brand. So it isn't too far off for those two to think Hunter was just a kid pulling a prank.

Hunter is Powerless Without his Staff: Not much to say here. It's just some more neat insight into Hunter's character that makes me wonder if even Belos' magic is real magic.

But I will say this: The fact that Hunter comes from a lineage of powerless witches, well, who's to say that isn't because of a...certain ancestor?

(*Cough* Hunter is related to Philip *Cough*)

Hunter vs Kiki: A pretty well-animated fight scene that adds potential drama to the story for the future. Now that Kikimora knows that Hunter helped Luz escape with the palismans (albeit unwillingly), she may or may not hold that over his head when the time comes. Or, at the very least, decides to keep a closer eye on him whenever he makes a slip-up.

Eda and King Getting Luz her own Palisman Wood: These last two weeks have been severely lacking in the Eda and King department, but scenes like this more than make up for it. Those two have formed such a bond with Luz to the point where they would do the impossible if it meant she would feel better. It proves just how much of a family they all are and the lengths they would go for each other. After all, weirdos have to stick together.

Little Rascal going to Hunter: Hunter is right. That was surprising.

Given how much Little Rascal stuck by Luz, I was more than positive that she would be the one he chose. So seeing Little Rascal pick Hunter instead is a much nicer twist. There could be multiple reasons why, and I'm just going to leave that to the analyzers in this fandom to decide. Especially since the answer isn't really all that important.

So, instead, I'm going to go ahead and sit in the corner as I wOrRy AbOuT tHe DaY tHaT bElOs FiNdS lItTlE rAsCal!

IT'S GONNA HAPPEN! AND I SWEAR TO ALL THAT IS HOLY, IF THE WRITERS KILL HIM, I WILL NOT BE HAPPY!

WHAT I DISLIKED

First, there's...um...

Well, there was this...

Ok, as much as I liked--No, that turned out well anyways...

…

...

...I've got nothing.

I, honest to goodness, have no complaints about "Hunting Palismans" Not even the tiniest of nitpicks I would usually ignore due to how well-executed everything else was.

It's all written fantastically to the point where it's...perfect.

IN CONCLUSION

"Hunting Palismans" is an easy A+. It introduces even more plot threads, gives insight into characters, and despite being essential to the story, it still manages to be a fun episode all on its own. And, I'd go so far as to say that it's one of the best, if not the best, episodes in the series. There's nothing bad about it, and that surprises me. I rarely find nothing bad to say about any story, even the ones I enjoy greatly. I'm sure there are some flaws that others would be more than happy to point out, but why bother hunting for the imperfections when I could accept that, for once, an episode is simply perfect.

(And that’s six hits in a row...THAT STINKER IS GOING TO HAPPEN! It hasn’t happened yet, BUT IT’S GOING TO HAPPEN! I CAN FEEL IT!)

#the owl house #the owl house season 2 #the owl house reviews #luz noceda #the golden guard #hunter the owl house #emperor belos #what i thought about

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klbwriting · 3 years ago

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Fix You - Chapter 1

Fandom: MCU

Pairing: Loki/female!Reader

Summary: Loki is stuck in this new universe and must find a way back to Sylvie and the Citadel. There another in this universe who doesn’t belong and they will need each other to fix the multiverse

Note: THIS HAS SPOILERS FOR THE LOKI SERIES ON DISNEY+ YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

Taglist: @moondustmarauder @sixofshadowandbone @thedelusionreaderbitch @aleksanderwh0r3 @marinettepotterandplagg @peterparker111

@magicalfanfic

"Get back to your desk," Mobius said, brushing past Loki like the two had never met. Loki was still staring at the statue in the center of the TVA, not of the Time-Keepers, but of He Who Remains. He looked at Mobius for a moment as the man disappeared with agent B-15 through the library stacks. He was alone, no Sylvie, no Mobius, no one was there for him. What was happening? He needed to get back to work. The timeline wasn't going to right itself. He started to turn to head back to his desk. He felt a shock, jumping a little and letting out a surprised noise. What had he been thinking? He didn't have a desk here. This wasn't his universe. What was he thinking now? Of course this was his universe. He Who Remains had created him...

"Come on Loki, don't make me shock you again," someone said. He turned to the voice just as another shock went through him. Yes, he was Loki of Asgard, he had just been at the end of time. He was looking down at Libby, a library assistant, helped him once he thought. She groaned and put her hands to his head again, sending another shock through him, this one was much bigger and he found his mind clearing entirely.

"What are you doing to me? Why am I forgetting myself?" he asked, shoving her hands away from him. She sighed and rubbed her hands together, seeming to bring another charge up.

"One second," she said, grabbing his head again and sending one more shock through him.

"Stop it!" he said, shoving her hands away again. "What is going on here?"

"My name is Y/N and I am like you, a variant from another universe," she said. "I know you're Loki of Jotunheim, the king of the Frost Giants." He frowned and shook his head.

"I am Loki Odinson, rightful king of Asgard, God of Mischeif," he said. She growled a little in frustration. "I'm not whatever Loki you knew."

"That's alright, you were a huge dick in my universe, either way, I need your help to right this mess and get me home and probably get you back home also," she said. She grabbed onto his hand as several people started pouring into the library area, clearly trying to find some answers to the issue of the multiverse. She pushed past annoyed people who were demanding her help. "Sorry, busy, move!" she said, shoving past them and finally getting them into a hallway. She pulled him a little faster, dodging groups of agents running around, disappearing to other places in time and space. They finally stopped inside a side office that looked ransacked.

"You need to explain this to me before dragging me anywhere else. Where is Sylvie and how do I get back to Citadel?" he demanded. Y/N was rubbing her temples, seemingly shocking herself. "Why are my memories being replaced?"

"Because this timeline is trying to settle itself down and we are here as other variants so its trying to take over, give us their memories," she said. "It hasn't affected my powers though, which appear to help stave off the issue. I've been shocking myself every hour to make sure my memory remains intact, I will do the same to you." She reached up and shocked him again, making Loki wonder if she was really trying to melt his brain. "To answer your first question, I don't know where Enchantress is, hopefully drifting in space somewhere never to be seen again. And the Citadel? I don't know anything about a Citadel."

"Enchantress?" Loki asked. Y/N growled again, frustrated.

"Keep up Loki, Enchantress, that is Sylvie's name on my universe, I don't know your Sylvie. Only thing I know about Enchantress is that she's been trying to kill me for years. I can't help it that our father favored me over her. Mother always liked her better, I don't know why she cares about father so much," she said. Loki frowned.

"You never said where you were from," he said, eyeing her curiously. She sighed.

"Y/N, not of Asgard, but of Earth. Sylvie wasn't born a Loki like you, Loki gave her her powers," she explained. "I was adopted by her family as a baby because my parents abandoned me because I'm a mutant." Loki nodded, slowly following her story. "We grew up together, and father just seemed to like me better, probably because I had powers that made life easier for him. He was a businessman he liked power and money, my powers could provide that for him, at least they did until I resisted, but the damage was done. Sylvie met Loki at some point and he gifted her powers, then father suddenly liked her, so she lured him in and killed him, taking over his business and well, now she has a lot of power and I have been fighting her ever since."

"Sounds very similar to my family," Loki muttered. Y/N shrugged. "So what do we do now?"

"I need your help to steal a TemPad," she said. "I have been trying to get my hands on one but ever since I arrived the agents have been very protective of those little bastards. My powers aren't helping a lot with them, I've almost been pruned a few times, so maybe a god of mischief could lend a hand?" Loki nodded.

"Let's get to work."

#MCU #MCU loki #loki #loki x reader #loki laufeyson #loki layfeyson x reader #loki odison x reader #loki odinson

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saberdeity · 4 years ago

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Fic idea? :D

Hii! Stopping by to politely ask if you can do cody or rex x f!reader having a Disneyland date? idk Im a Disney fan so like daojdowqndqsasasad thank u so much!! 🥰

ahhh!! thank you so much for the idea, im gonna do a little blurb for this idea and maybe turn it into a fic later if that's okay!! I really hope you like it 🥺

(they’re so cuteeeee and adorable 🥰!! gifs are not mine, full credit goes to the owner)

You had been planning the trip for so long, but with the jobs you all had it was difficult to know when you’d get the time to actually go.

You’d talked about it all the time, telling Ashoka all about the rides, sweet treats and characters you loved!! she even sat down and watched a few movies with you, the lion king ended up being her favourite 🥰

Rex and Cody offered to go with you and Ashoka since they saw how happy and excited you were when you finally had a date you could go on, they weren’t going to turn down the chance to see you that happy.

Even though they’d heard you non stop talking about it, I mean they were basically your boyfriends, they still had no idea what to expect.

When you arrived, they had never seen anything like it but it was the best thing they’d ever seen, other than the sparkle and excitement in your eyes when you passed the threshold into the place.

You couldn’t help but jump up and down in excitement pulling Ashoka along with you as they struggled to keep up with you both, explaining to Rex all about the characters.

Rex was a little creeped out by the giant Mickey mouse mascot thingy walking at him, but you assured him everything was fine and he quickly relaxed.

You had to practically drag rex onto one of the rides, but once he was on it, he wanted to do it over and over again.

You went on so many rides that day, first you each picked one you really wanted to go and once they were all done you just went on as many rides as you could.

Cody and Rex honestly felt like kids, even though it was actually all a little confusing to them because you know kamino wasn’t exactly the best place for a normal childhood.

Rex found a new love for cotton candy, he had no idea why he loved it so much but he was fascinated as he watched the guy spin the stick, collecting all the spun sugar on the white stick.

Cody adored the churos with chocolate, he was apprehensive at first but the minute he bit into the fried dough piece he was instantly convinced it was the best thing he’d eaten, then he dipped it into the chocolate and it was game over, there was nothing else he’d wanted for the rest of the day.

Rex and Cody couldn’t believe how good the food was, I mean they didn’t have a lot to compare it to but they loved every single thing you made them try.

Watching them smile was the best part of the day.. they were happy and that made you the happiest girl in the world.

You all had arms full of candy and food to take back to the others, even though Fives really didn’t need the extra energy, you wanted to give him your favourite candy to try. it was the least you could do.

Then came the gift shop before you had to leave.

Even though you were very sad to be leaving the beautiful place, the gift shop was your favourite part and you’d been saving up to buy loads of stuff.

You wanted to surprise Rex and Cody with something, you know as a thank you for putting up with you and for coming with you so they waited outside whilst you grabbed the gifts.

Ashoka was just as excited as you were in the gift shop and the minute she spotted the Simba and Nala stuffies hung on the wall she couldn’t help herself.

You grabbed a mug with your favourite character on it, a new blanket and a little stuffie to keep in your desk draw for the hard days.

You and Ashoka eventually got everything you need before walking back out to Rex and Cody. You asked them to close their eyes ready for their surprise.

You picked out the gift from the bag, placing the mickey mouse ears connected to the headband and placing it carefully on their heads.

It was the cutest thing you’d ever seen and you could help but smile so widely.

They opened their eyes and you fully expected them to instantly take them off but they just turned to one another and laughed, you joining as they wrapped you in their arms.

“we love them cyar'ika, but if you tell anyone you’re in trouble” Rex warns playfully as you smile, placing a soft kiss to each of their cheeks

“I will tickle you to death if you breath word about this” Cody smiles, tickling you as a playful warning.

It was one of the best days of your life, there was no thinking about anything else other than spending the day with Rex, Cody and Ashoka. The boys with Mickey Mouse ears was a sight you never wanted to unsee.

okay so i 100% got carried away… oops… also i apologise for how vague or inaccurate this may be i have never been to disney land at all so i have no idea what it’s like 🥺

#captain rex #captain rex x reader #commander cody #commander cody x reader #star wars the clone wars #submission

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theminionjcfucked · 3 years ago

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The BB23 Houseguests as the people I encountered while I was working at Disney World:

Alyssa: A little girl in a stroller I was attempting to give a sticker to. I crouched down and said “Here’s a sticker Princess!” and she slapped my fucking hand and hissed at me. Her mom was embarrassed and apologized. I was like oh it’s fine but really I was this close from jumping a four year old. I was just trying to give you a goddamn sticker, you ungrateful brat!

Azah: A lady who was vegan ordered the Canadian beer cheese bacon soup and then immediately gagged on it. She then said she didn’t realize the soup wasn’t vegan, even though the menu clearly indicated it. She then said “Man I really got start reading these menus!” Honestly it made me laugh.

Brent: We had received a text message on our station iPad which had a picture of man and instructions that this guy had too much alcohol, was cut off, and to not serve him anything other than water or food. Sure enough, he came around to our area and wanted a beer. We told him we couldn’t serve him that, but offered him a bottle of water and a cut of steak. He got mad, stormed off into a nearby bush, screamed into it, and then came back and said “Fine. I’ll take the water! But no promises I’ll drink it!” He left not too long after. Fucking dumbass.

Britini: Girl on the Safari ride in Animal Kingdom who, every time we passed an animal, burst out into the Lion King opening. She was excited and it was cute. The first time. After that I was over it.

Christian: On Christmas Day, I was cleaning up a dining area, and this man with his two kids were finishing up their meal. There is only one way into this dining area, and it has a trash can right by the entrance, as well as another trash can in the back. He stood up, looked around got a trash can, and then gave up. And instead of leaving the tray filled with trash for me to clean up on the table, he just dumped in on the fucking floor. I had to walk out to our back dock and laugh because it was the stupidest shit I’ve ever seen. Like he had two kids of different ages, which means someone knew how dumb he was and still decided to procreate with him. TWICE! And then as he exited the dining area, he put his tray on the fucking trash can 🙃

Claire: A cast member who was standing outside of the Figment ride. I stopped to tie my shoelace and I said to her “I really like this ride. It’s cute!” And she turned to me with her shades pushed down and said “yeah sure. But the soundtrack makes me want to pour hot cheese sauce directly into my ear drums.” And honestly, I felt that.

Derek F: Guy in the Haunted Mansion ride who was screaming “No ohmigod it’s too dark! I don’t deal with demons, especially not in the dark! Oh now the ghosts are dancing?!? No no no that’s not okay. I gotta get off this shit!” The entire ride. Honestly my favorite time I ever rode it!

Derek X: A chaotic mess of a coworker I had who, on our off day at Epcot, decided he was gonna down ten shots of Beverly (the nastiest soda on earth) and ride Mission: SPACE five times in a row. Surprisingly, he did not puke. But he wasn’t never quite right after that day.

Frenchie: A man once got so wasted in Epcot he started scaling up the pyramid in the Mexico pavilion and had to be escorted out. He’s banned from the park btw.

Hannah: In the big Magic Kingdom cast member cafeteria, one of my coworkers was friends with a character performer who played Cinderella. She waved her over and the girl, who was in sweats but still had her Cinderella wig, jewelry, and make up on, came over, slid into our booth, took a sip of her coke, said “Sup bitches.” I loved her instantly.

Kyland: One time I was in the underground tunnels walking to my work location, and caught a glimpse of Aladdin and Flynn Rider making out in the hallway, in full costume. What a morning that was.

Sarah Beth: During the Halloween party, I was taking pictures with Cruella and I asked her if she just likes dogs and she replied, stone cold “Oh no dear! I’m always down to skin a pussy cat too!” The shit some of these character performer would say!

Tiffany: The one time I was getting my picture taken with Tinkerbell, and I had a bag with her face on it, and the character performer went full ham and said “Oh this just be mine it had my face on it!” Dumped my shit out of my bag and started posing for the photographer. Give her an Emmy!

Travis: A dude who came up and asked me when does Harry Potter come flying out during the parks closing firework show. To which I said sir this is the wrong park, that would be Universal Studios. And he said “wait, this isn’t Diagon Alley?!?” People y’all. People are something else.

Whitney: This lady who screamed at me for our location not having the regular churros. It was close to Christmas and our churros were covered in red and green cinnamon sugar. She insisted she could taste the food dye and demanded the regular churros. I had to refund her after she berated me and then she had the nerve to say “Have a good day!” Bitch.

Xavier: In a small break room in Adventureland, Peter Pan walked in, pulled his phone, and took of his wig to reveal his bald ass head. He then said “Peter’s getting too old for this shit!” A mood.

#bb23 #big brother #cbs #Houseguests As

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fadedseas · 4 years ago

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lessons.

nick amaro x fem!reader

summary: you get held hostage during a confrontation with a serial rapist - feelings ensue

tw: guns, violence, mentions of rape, cursing

(gif not mine but good lord, that expression...)

you knew there was an intrinsic reason you hated school. you knew it was a mistake to ever return to a classroom again. you knew this notion was affirmed as a serial rapist pressed his gun deeper into your skull so hard that you could feel the metal ring of the barrel.

there was something about the stuffiness of a classroom, the monotonous drone of an underpaid and overworked public school teacher (or that of an overpaid and underworked tenured professor) and the unrelenting stiffness of academia that made your skin crawl and your muscles twitch. it was probably why you had tried to get out as soon as possible. college as a scholarship kid with the four years passing quickly in a blur of all-nighters, coffee hangovers and then sweet relief during graduation. you had signed up for the police academy before the ink on your degree was even dry. and now you’re here.

“now let’s just stay calm,” you closed your eyes at nick’s voice, trying to allow the deep tenor of his voice permeate your bones and calm your trembling. you hadn’t allowed yourself to make eye contact with him ever since the perp had grabbed you right when you had walked in.

“i know you don’t want to do this.” nick moved slow, his muscles deceptively relaxed under his white button down as he moved slowly towards you and the professor.

it was supposed to be a cut and dry case. a student from hudson university had walked into a squad room on a wednesday morning reporting a rape, her arms around her middle as if she were holding herself together. you and nick had pounded the pavement, interviewing classmates, boyfriends, administration officials that seemed less than pleased to have the nypd scaring off prospective students and donors. and one name kept appearing time and time again. professor daniel hershaw. english literature. tenured for the past fifteen years.

“you really think it might be him? he’s the image of a family man. mentor. i mean the guy makes model planes for godssake - he’s a walking cliche.” you mused

“one thing you learn on this job - most of the time, we’re not pulling rapists off the street. they hunt where they’re trusted.” nick said as he handed you a coffee from the coffee cart with his lips curved into a sad smile. your heart jumped as your fingers brushed. and oh. yes. that was another thing that was happening.

liv had assigned you and nick as partners given that you were the newest recruit and he was one of the senior members of the team. it was late nights, terrible coffee, greasy chinese food and floods of case notes that turned stagnant work chatter into deeper, more revealing conversations. you learned about his tendency to dance to the cuban music station on the radio (”we can work on your moves rookie”), his secret love for musicals, his divorce that had ended a year ago with an aggressive custody battle and long negotiations for weekends and holidays with his daughter, zara. you had learned more about his family, about zara’s obsession with anything disney, about his mother and her fretting, about his father and his tendency to communicate with his fists that made nick’s rage swell whenever your team handled a case involving women with black eyes and voices weak from sobs.

and he learned of you. of your love for terrible reality tv shows and home cooking blogs that made you way too optimistic of your own cooking skills (”damn rookie, you burned water? i’ll have to teach you how to cook some ropa vieja someday - we’ll work up to it”); of your nightmares about each victim you’ve seen from your years in homicide and how their last expressions have been etched into your memory; of your parents and their incessant pushing for college and their disappointment when you joined the force.

and you learned about the strong curve of his arms as he held you in his arms the first time you had shot and killed a perp who was raising a gun at you. the smell of his cologne and old spice filling your lungs as you tried to steady your breath. the flutter of his lips against your ear as he whispered that it was going to be ok. you learned about the roughness of his voice when he called you, late at night after drinking away his sorrows of his previous marriage at the bar and you learned about how he nursed his his hangovers the subsequent day when you curled up with him on his couch, not quite touching, after you had come over the night before to make sure he had gotten home safe and didn’t choke on his own vomit. you learned about the unfamiliar pressure of your chest as you realized that somehow, somewhere down the line of cold morning rides around the city, warm coffee, inside jokes, and progressively lingering stares across the squad room - you were in love.

and now you were learning about his hostage negotiation skills.

it was a mistake to have spoken to the professor’s wife before you arrived at the classroom. she seemed entirely too calm about the matter, methodically pouring you and nick tea as she answered your question in short, snipped sentences. you made sure to note the gun cabinet as you left through the front door. you didn’t note the cell phone in her hand as she closed the door behind you.

“stay back or i swear i’ll shoot her.” professor hershaw’s hand trembled as he kept pressing the metal into your head.

“ok! ok! i’m staying back.” nick stopped his progress towards you. you could see the slight shake of his legs from the tension.

“put your weapon down!” the professor barks behind you.

nick lifts his hands and your breath caught in your throat as he slowly kneels places his gun on the floor. he wasn’t wearing a bulletproof vest. you hadn’t expected a confrontation like this. he was completely open and exposed to a man with a gun.

since you had worked closely with the dead prior to this position, you had often thought about how you would die. you knew it was possible you could die in the line of duty. hundreds did every day. but you didn’t think it would be here. in front of nick. in front of the man you’ve been in love with for the past year. you didn’t think it would be before he taught you how to dance or cook or whether he would ever fix the radiator in his car. before you ever felt his lips against your and whether that would feel as slow and passionate as you had often fantasized it would. before you even had the chance to tell him how you felt. so many plot lines unfulfilled. so many questions left unanswered. but at the moment, all you could think about was how you wanted to look into his eyes once more before you died.

“you’re a good man. you got kids - good ones. i’ve met them -” nick’s tone was placating, slow.

“don’t talk about my children!” the professor jerked his gun, knocking your head a bit to the side, “i know they’re good. i raised them. better than the whores that walk through these halls. in these classrooms.”

“yea. yea i understand professor. it’s unfair - all of them just get to walk around like they own the place. like there’s no consequences for them -”

“exactly,” you could feel his spittle on the back of your head, “i showed them the lesson they deserved.”

nick’s eyes moved from the perp to meet yours. and a shudder of warmth flowed through you as you saw fear, anger, determination - and something else that as more than you could process at the moment. but you did catch his slight nod. “that’s right. you punished them. rightfully so. because - it’s like you wrote about right? ‘Vengeance comes from the individual and punishment from God.’“

"you - you read victor hugo?” the professor stuttered, his arm slacked slightly in shock and there it was. you immediately ripped yourself from his arms as he staggered back in surprise. you dived for the floor as you heard the professor’s shout echo on the walls of the lecture hall and a gunshot. and then silence.

you scrambled up, drawing your weapon quickly, your heart in your chest, terrified at what you might see.

“call a bus!” you felt your entire body relax as you saw nick towering over the professor with his gun drawn and a bullet wound in the professor’s shoulder.

later, much later, after you had been subject to medical exams by ems (albeit quite reluctantly) with nick hovering behind the paramedic’s shoulder like an unfriendly poltergeist that radiated anxiety, after liv had ordered you to take a few days, after you had returned to the squad room to fill out some paperwork in nick’s car as the both of you sat in heavy silence with too many things left unsaid between you two. you finally had a moment alone with your partner.

most of the team had left with liv retiring to her office to have a quick call with the babysitter and say goodnight to noah. fin had clapped you on the shoulder and amanda had stopped by with coffee and an offer to let her know if you needed anything before she left to take care of the kids. the night shift had transferred in and you were finishing up the last words of the report when you sensed a presence and looked up. nick was standing by your desk, his lips in a firm line and brow furrowed.

“can we talk?” he gestured towards the bunks. your heart flipped as you nodded, scribbling your signature onto the paperwork and shutting the file.

nick closed the door behind you. and you waited until the silence between you became unbearable.

“thank you for everything today nick. i mean - you saved my life. i could have died today and -”

“i know.” his voice seemed unnaturally loud in the quiet room. nick paced the floor, his hands gripping at his thick, dark hair. “i know you could’ve died. and i can’t stop seeing it. there’s just - i can’t describe how i felt watching him touch you. seeing how afraid you were. and how f**king helpless i was when all i wanted to do was just take your place - and when i finally got him away from you - i just wanted to -” he collapsed on a bunk and covered his eyes with his palms.

you moved towards him, placing your hands on his shoulders, feeling the crisp fabric of his shirt crinkle under the heat of your hands.

“you just wanted to what?”

nick lifted his head to meet your gaze, “you know you’re my partner. and there’s nothing i wouldn’t do to protect you. you’ve been there through everything this past year and i kept telling myself that i didn’t deserve everything you’ve been doing for me - didn’t deserve you.”

you inhaled sharply, “nick - “

“i love you. there, i said it. and that was all i could think about today. losing someone else in my life that i love.” he sighed, rubbing his hand across his face, “i’ve been in love with you since that christmas party when you walked in with discount boy george - “

“kevin,” you automatically corrected the name of your old friend from college that you had brought as a date.

“and you were just so beautiful. and i know that i don’t deserve you. but i just couldn’t stop wanting you. hoping for you. and it’s so selfish -”

he never got to finish his sentence. because by that point you had fully processed his words. you framed his face in your hands, bent down and pressed your lips against his.

and suddenly all you could think, feel or taste was nick and his mouth moving against yours - warm, firm, steady - just like him. you were pushed back as nick got up from the bunk, his hands gripping your waist. you separated for a moment, drawing back to look into his eyes. beautiful brown. just like you never thought you would ever see again.

and then nick pushed his body against yours, pressing you against the wall of the bunk room, his lips sweeping the corners of your mouth before exploring down your neck.

“f**k - i thought i was going to lose you.” he growled, puncturing each word with a kiss and a nip at your neck. you gasped, your fingers diving deep into his hair.

“never - you’ll never lose me nick. i never want to be apart from you.”

nick dragged his face up to your, pulling you into a ferocious kiss, dominating you as his tongue swept through your mouth. his hands, large and seemingly burning, explored your back, and you shivered his his fingers played with the hem of your shirt.

“everything about you,” his lips were everywhere, your hair, forehead, cheeks, “i cannot lose - do you understand me mi alma.” he closed his eyes, muttering in spanish as he held you close.

you nodded, feeling intoxicated in his presence, his smell, the feeling of his body against yours. your hands gripped his shirt pulling him to you, anchoring yourself in the storm of his affection, “i got you. i love you too nick. i’m ok. i’m going to be ok.” you repeated the last sentence as nick’s body slowly went lax.

he pressed his forehead to yours, and your breath caught at the vulnerability in his expression. “i know you’re going to be ok. it’ll just take a while before i get the image of you held at gunpoint out of my head every second of the day.”

you smiled, pressing your hand against his cheek, “then i’ll be right beside you. reminding you that i’m right here.” his lips twitched as he grasped one of your hands from his chest, sweeping kisses across his knuckles.

“i know quierida.”

you both stood in silence for a moment, basking in the presence of each other and the feelings you had just released. your heart felt lighter than it had in a very long time, and the butterflies in your stomach settled as nick’s body heat calmed you.

“i’m tired, and i want to go home. come with me?” your request was bold but you trusted nick more than anyone to keep you safe. and you weren’t looking forward to the nightmares you knew would be resurfacing.

“i wouldn’t be anywhere else.” nick pressed kisses across your hairline.

you both exited the bunks, and tried to suppress the red that bloomed across your faces. liv was exiting her office with her coat on and her bag slung on her shoulder. she raised an eyebrow as you both approached her.

“well i expect not you see you here for a few days,” she reiterated to you, “good night guys - try not to stay too late.” she turned and then paused, “and i expect the paperwork about your relationship on my desk by the time you get back from leave.” without another word, olivia exited to the elevators.

“oh god.” you placed your head in your hands, unable to stop the burning in your face and neck. nick strolled over to your desk, chuckling.

“well she’s captain for a reason. you really can’t get anything past liv.”

you rolled your eyes, “great, more paperwork to do then.”

nick smiled as he swooped down for another quick kiss when no one was watching, “it’s all for a good cause. c’mon, let’s grab your bag and go. it’s late.”

you laughed and nodded. grabbing your coat off the back of your chair and putting it on. as you and nick walked out of the station, hand-in-hand, a thought occurred to you -

“when did you read victor hugo?”

#nick amaro #nick amaro x reader #nick amaro imagines #law and order svu #svu #nick amaro fanfic #tw: mentions of rape #romance #fluff #hostage negotiation #guns #nick amaro is a secret nerd #i will die on that hill

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