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I'll not opine much in my rereading of pride and prejudice, it's a two-hundred year old book and a classic for a reason, but damn is it so so good. I've always appreciated old books ffs little house on the prairie is what got me truly hooked on reading as a child, but the way Austen's words and characters have been so relatable and meaningful to so many people for so long is just amazing. If you haven't read it, give it a shot. When I first picked it up I wasn't much for romance novels (aside from well-tagged fanfiction) and I'm cynical about straight romance anyway, but it's just so timeless and relatable and there's just everything to love.
#aaaah i rambled a bit#i have to go to bed now but im just feeling so romantic ❤️❤️#i want to be in love now#pride and prejudice#mine
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Did people who don't see any zelink in hyrule warriors even play the same game as me
#like no offense#please nobody take offense#BUT#my friend. have you seen the way those two goobers look at each other.#they were making lovey-dovey eyes at each other literal minutes into the game#the smiles they give each other!#their dialogue when they're in the same battle!!#that end bit with the master sword where they both put it back together!!! the way their hands touch!!! AAAAH#I mean whatever read into it however you like I won't police#but i don't get it#rambles from the floor#zelink#hw zelink
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Here it is, everyone. The final chapter is here.
The end of Exactly Where I Left You!!
Thank you SO much to everyone who has supported EWILY! This fic is the most ambitious project I’ve ever taken on, so seeing people genuinely enjoy it has been sort of surreal for me!
I hope you’ll stick around for what I have cooking for the future!
#South Park#fanfiction#sp style#sp bunny#ewily#exactly where i left you#asteria’s art#Aaaw my Butthole makes her official debut!#What can I say I’m a bit of a Mysterion fangirl#nobody tell tumblr about the yaoi#it’s almost censored lmao#drawing ewily stan ripped was also as hilarious as you might imagine#okay I’ll stop rambling#THANK YOU FOR READING MY SHIT AAAAH!!!#Love you mwah mwah
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Guys, the evil plans are proceeding exceedingly... however, everything is moving too fast, and I need to keep up with all the evil deeds that have to be done.
So, it is now time for the evil agenda :)
#steel rambles#i love planning things#give me a calendar with enough space to wtite stuff and I'm out#i could plan my life for the next 4 months#btw yeah help slow down time for a bit#more stuff has happened in 3 weeks than the last 3 months#aaaah#i mean i am pretty happy and satisfied wuth how things are going. i now even see how can they be even better#i am starting to feel some kind of motivation again?#idk#i don't wanna chant victory too early because whenever i say something is happening the very opposite happens so idk#idk I'm happy but also kinda overwhelmed#adulthood is not scary is just a bit too fast for now#please I'd like a bit of a routine back#i need just a tiny bit of boredom because when life is _too interesting_ is fkn intense
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Ouuuurh good morning my sweetums 💝💝💝💝💝 You guys were right, going to bed was an awesome idea, thanks for everyone who voted for that option on my poll last night -w-
Side note, if I can make a formal complaint to my brain, other than the few RLY GOOD dreams I've had about Mojo, the majority of PPG-related stuff in my dreams has been just watching a video, show, or movie that has the characters and like. Thats not what I want, brain. You know what I want. Pwease 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
#aaaah eyes are still a bit cloudy with sleep so sorry for any typos i didnt catch#but yeah. i dont want boring dreams abt watching a youtube essay about the show!!!! PUT ME IN THERE CMON#ruby rambles
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She's asking her if ze wants to join the church /j
Anyway I heard like a small snippet of that mid-fight masses vs yomiel (and aime) cover, blacked out, and then this spawned into existence /j /lh
Seriously speaking, I just missed those sillies from the mod and was pleasantly surprised to see you cover the songs from it 🥹 HEUAJEHAJDHA
So a neapolitan ice cream and a marshmallow walk into a church /j
Anyway, clears throat: ASKJDFNKDSNFJKDSDSDKLGMKLDFSMGKLDFKLJKDSJKFJKDFJKDFGJKDFIOKLFG!!!!!!
SDKLFDKLSFNLKDS THIS LOOKS SO CUTE AOUGHG.... SARVENTE IS SO (^∀^)ノシ HIIIII WANNA JOIN OUR CHURCH and then you got my sona like 🧍♂️👑 Hello (<- 'I am Confusion' /ref). She's finally as tall as someone, it really is a holy miracle/jjjjjj.
And some small trivia is that I actually started those covers back in May (all of them had my sona back then, since Aime is more recent☝). Sad I couldn't check the mod by myself, but it's nice learning about the classics.
#this is the 2nd time u draw my sona Lara u cant keep getting doing this /lh KSDJFNDJKLSF#I think I did see you draw Sarvente (and ruv) on your bday art (its one of the first posts i saw from u!!)#you're really good at translating fnf character designs into ur style. fr everyone looks so soothing when you draw them (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)#like I rlly enjoy it when you draw your ginger man (pico) & his pals they look so swag. Same applies to BB and BF and GF--#well any fnf character as I said AHAHSDFJ your artsyle... is extremely calming to witness. it's like a sunset. does that make sense ☝#you should check vs void btw (the ourple(😂) guy i drew for the video) he has a fun mod#I'm a bit afraid of how the comm will look now. will it kill me from its prettyness /j /lh AKSMNDKAL#AAAAH IM RAMBLING AGAIN OOPS. WHAT IM TRYING TO SAY IS THAT I APPRECIATE THE LIL GIFT.... Very much beloved ✨#ask#artistlara
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I wonder if this fic is going to be what finally gets me cancelled, considering that I am none of these things.
Me: Haha, what would happen if Ben was trans and got pregnant while using the Omnitrix?
Me, 11k words later: How did this fic become about generational trauma.
#my writing#i have NO IDEA if I'm being insensitive or not#I'M TRYING MY BEST TO TELL A GOOD STORY#but the story is about the characters and the transness + birth defects are side components#i think the way i wrote kenny is a metaphor for chronic disability#but I'm in kind of a sticky situation because this fic is a comm so I can't really show it to anyone#aaaah whatever I have faith in my ability to handle difficult topics without being insensitive#although the language around Ben being trans isn't 100% perfect#there's a bit where Kenny Realizes™ and goes ''you're my mom'' and then immediately gets embarrassed about his wording#but he's 15 and shocked and been looking for his 'mother' for literally a decade so I think his little faux pas is forgiveable#sorry at this point I'm just rambling because I really want to talk about this fic just in general#and I've been so closed-lipped because it's a comm and now I'm almost done and AAAAAAHHHHH
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More Sherlock & Co Headcanons
Because y'all like the first ones so much.
Mariana is one of those heathens who eats the kernels at the bottom of the popcorn bowl and enjoys it.
John and Sherlock have a rotating cast of answers to the age old client question, "So are you two...?" which only serve to confuse the asker even more. It's an incredibly enjoyable sport. Sherlock often just plays dumb, to John's enormous amusement. It's their favorite inside joke.
When he does actually eat it, Sherlock's go-to breakfast food is a boiled egg and soldiers. Fight me. I will not stand for boiled eggs and soldiers slander they are amazing and Sherlock knows it.
John keeps a collection of bloopers/funny moments he's recorded during cases in a folder on his computer. When he's feeling down, he puts in his earplugs and listens to them. He never fails to get a laugh out of it.
Speaking of language headcanons in the last post, Sherlock speaks fluent Spanish (because of course he does). Sometimes he and Mariana have innocuous conversations in Spanish just to mess with John. He finally gets what it's like to be a stranger watching them all converse in BSL.
Sherlock has a strong appreciation for the musical arts. Once, after a particularly sour case, John took Sherlock to the orchestra to lighten his mood. Sherlock didn't express much outward enjoyment, still drained from the previous week's labor, but the next day the pieces they'd heard rang out through the flat as Sherlock's touch brought them to life from memory on his violin. John found this version infinitely more beautiful than any orchestra. and he even glimpsed the ghost of a smile as Sherlock lost himself in the music.
You know how everyone has a different little doodle they do when they're bored and they've got a pen and a bit of paper around? Well, Sherlock does mandalas and circle scribbles, John does little smiley faces and zig zags, and Mariana writes peoples names in calligraphy.
@obsessed-sketches and I both agree Sherlock wears a really heavy, well-worn coat for the deep-pressure stimulation. And a scarf, because those are absolutely splendid to play/fiddle with and being all wrapped up just adds a whole nother dimension to it all.
John uses Microsoft Edge as his default browser. Mariana's exasperated protests have been completely futile in convincing him to switch and to be honest, who knows if there's any hope left for him anymore.
Speaking of browsers, Sherlock would be such a boss at the 2048 game.
Someday I'm gonna have to write a dance lesson fic, because the idea of Sherlock teaching John to dance for a case lives in my head rent free for literally every SH rendition but these two especially. Sherlock freely infodumping about the history of each song he plays as he shows John how to waltz, John filling the silence with nervous rambling, that rapport setting in and them just falling into step after a few minutes and forgetting time is even passing... I know I mostly HC them as a QPR but dear god the intimacy in that may kill me.
Mariana once introduced Sherlock to the National Day Calendar. National Cellophane Tape Day, National Life Insurance Day, National Raspberry Popover Day, and the likes are now slipped happily into conversations at 221B under Sherlock's firm belief that each one is on par with Christmas in terms of their significance in the public eye. Slay, Sherlock. National Days are awesome.
John makes the cutest sleep noises.
Yk how i said Sherlock likes rainbow sour straps. If you've ever eaten sour straps, you'll know there are two ways to eat them: whole, or by tearing the colours into strips. Clearly, as a civilised human being, Sherlock does the latter.
SHERLOCK WOULD TOTALLY WRITE AWESOME POETRY AND READ IT OUT AND JOHN AND MARIANA WOULD BE STUNNED INTO AWESTRUCK SILENCE
Mariana wears those really big hoop earrings. You know the ones.
AAAAH i should stop before this becomes a mammoth block of text. Maybe I'll make a part three.
Thank you kindly for being unwillingly subjected to my opinions coming to my TED talk.
#please i have too many they are literally exploding out of my head#the innocuous domestic ones are the worst i see them EVERYWHERE#NJKGLG AAAAAAA#i probably need help#ive not proofread this post at all but yk what im posting it#sherlock and co#sherlock & co#jonk watson#sherlock holmes#john watson#mariana ametxazurra#johnlock#jonklock#podlock#sherlock and co headcanons#arter speaks
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Day 7 of @sonicfashionweek Your Choice
Day 1 Day 2 Day 3 DAY 4 DAY 5 Day 6
I chose to Draw Sage but as Lain from the anime Serial experiment lain
Do Not Tell Me That Sage Is Not Lain.
The og image that inspired me also just me rambling about the anime lol\/\/\/
The anime itself is a bit confusing but I never connected to a character so much like Lain before, they questioned things i question about myself sometime, its nice to feel seen.
And the opening is a banger AAAAH I LOVE IT I could listen to it for hours. But be cautious of this anime if you ever plan on watching it, it focus on alot of heavy stuff so trigger warning.
#I REALLY NEED TO DRAW LAIN BUT I GOT SO MUCH SKETCH ART TO CATCH UP ON T.T#this was alot of fun thx for creating this week!#sage the ai#lets all love lain#lain#laincore#serial experiments lain#lain iwakura#artists on tumblr#digital art#small artist#art#digital drawing#sonic frontiers#fanart#sonic the hedgehog#sonic#sth#sth fandom#gghosteart#sonicfashionweek2024
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Real quick Wardance thoughts [part 2]
**SPOILERS** for everything happening after the final match. Basically some story stuff and a bunch of goodbyes, but it’s mostly just me loving every second the Yaoqing trio is on screen.
Seeing a younger Jing Yuan is precious, but it was made even better hearing Alejandro’s natural voice during this short scene.
I know Igor was mentioned at the very start of this event and was sort of a constant, small side story amongst everything else, but his history and reason for entering the Wardance really was unfortunate from what I remember (which isn’t much.) Shame he’s no longer around. I would’ve definitely tried pulling for him if he ever had the chance to be playable.
While Jarilo-VI is no longer a small, unknown ball of ice floating in space, I was not expecting it to have more visitors so soon. I wonder how the Belobogians reacted to seeing their first foxian. & is it safe to assume that our pilot, who refuses to fly anymore, took the Astral Express here? Because that’s what I’m going to believe. Also, Seele spotted! Huzzah!! (no Serval at all though. I cry. or Clara now that I think about it.)
More allies, let’s goooo! Dang, imagine how awesome it would be to see Belobog experience other seasons aside from a perpetual winter. Or to have the residents able to travel outside the city’s walls, free from any danger. I adore everyone from Belobog so much and I hope they get the chance to live such fulfilling lives. They deserve it!
I have not checked the museum for myself yet, but if this photo is actually displayed there now, then that is so cute. And I know I can’t be alone in thinking this, but because of the striking red hair, Igor must be some sort of ancestor to Luka, yeah? It might be a stretch but they even got similar big grins too.
Alright, enough of my favorite planet and onto my favorite trio. Jiaoqiu sweetie, I treasure those few days so much! I just wish you were spared from all the trauma.
What a way with words. A poet, even. And yes of course I chose the first option. I feel bad pointing out his little slip up, but I wanted to know his reaction even more.
Pfft, the fact they let him talk for so long without mentioning he was facing the wrong way.. I’ll admit it is a bit comical.
Awww honey no! Don’t apologize! If I were them, I’d move myself in front of whatever direction he was facing so he wouldn’t feel bad.
It’s okay, we don’t blame you! At least he says it’s only his eyes that aren’t of any use instead of himself. That’s thinking positively I guess. I’m sure he’s still quite capable in doing many things, even in a kitchen. I mean, the guy had his eyes closed 90% of the time anyway, so surely he can still cook up a decent meal while blind thanks to muscle memory and his expertise. The other two would gladly assist him as well.
How much you wanna bet our Jiaoqiu isn’t going to listen to any doctor’s order because he’s a healer and knows his body better than anyone else? Feixiao & Moze are gonna make certain he heals up properly. But maaann, I wish they showed us Feixiao in the crowd during the final match, if only for a split second.
A perfect trio. One who can’t compete because of rules, another who wouldn’t fight because that’s not his job and the other who shouldn’t, lest he end someone’s life by accident. Pretty fair reasons.
Moze is an absolute mood. I’m not a big fan of chatting either. Quite ironic, given how much I can ramble on about this game and its characters, isn’t it?
Her whole “lacking in worries, regrets and rivals” outlook on life is wonder and I love it but NOW our Lacking General has but ONE REGRET! Aaaah.. honestly, I do too. I regret not pulling Jiaoqiu, but IN MY DEFENSE.. Feixiao was right after him and I needed to save big for her. I also didn’t really have a team suitable for our healer to excel in.. but next time for sure! I’ll bring him home!
Son of a bitch they’re so precious and sweet I wanna scream. It’s a blessing in disguise that this entire goodbye scene wasn’t voiced because if I had to hear all the emotion in their voices for this conversation I would’ve been an even bigger, sobbing mess.
Pfftt, thank you Moze for focusing on the task at hand. We can always count on him to be blunt.
Yeah how about NO. I do not wish to see you guys leave me! I’m holding onto that “for now” with such a tight grip. Y’all better return sooner rather than later, you hear me??
I absolutely took my time taking photos of them. I love ‘em with all my heart and can’t wait to see them more in future arcs.. as long as nothing else bad happens. Surely my devotion shall protect them from any troublesome plot! You hear me, Hoyo? Only wholesome and heartwarming stuff from here on out!
I am kinda bummed Huaiyan turned out to be nothing but a unique looking npc. He might not have been a character I might’ve pulled for if he was playable, but he would’ve definitely had some cool combat animations I’m sure.
I know I’ve said it somewhere before, whether in a post of my own or in comments, but Fu Xuan is probably my least favorite character. I just.. don’t vibe with her at all. I dunno. With that said, I didn’t mind that she was practically absent from these entire last two patches. So yes, I called her sassy, lost and short.
Astral Express parents showing up fashionably late to the party. Ya think a black hole or orbital laser could’ve destroyed Hoolay’s blood moon? We shall never know. I do wonder how their own task with those fossils and Ruan Mei turned out though. That’s something I’m looking forward to hearing more about, especially since Yaoguang mentioned at the end of the 2.5 story that our mad scientist has just boarded the Luofu too.
Huzzah, the end~ Much less serious this time around but at least we’re finally done. I wasn’t a huge fan of the Xianzhou during our initial trip here during the story, but these last two updates were some of my favorites for sure. (and I promise it’s not only because of my Yaoqing trio bias)
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Absolutely obsessed with your HG AU!! How do you think Ponyboy fares watching Soda’s games? Do you think Darry (fruitlessly) tries to stop him from watching them? How does it look from their end?
Aaaah! I get so happy and smiley whenever anyone says that they love my AU, it’s become my little brain child and it makes me so happy when others love it too!
I think Ponyboy mentally torture’s himself a little bit. His name was originally drawn and so he feels guilty for Sodapop being sent in his place, and this ends up causing one fight which was between him and Steve. The day after Sodapop leaves Ponyboy was still distraught of being, essentially, torn away from Sodapop by Steve during the reaping, and Steve was trying his absolute best to try and explain that Ponyboy could have been arrested or hurt had the peacekeepers decided to force Ponyboy back or away from Sodapop, but Ponyboy just doesn’t get it (yet). The two end up in a screaming match off in a secluded-esque area of the District, and there is a physical altercation, but Dally and Darry manage to put a stop to it. Johnny takes Ponyboy on a really long walk to help him calm down, and Steve goes off to go hunting with Dally as his own form of calming down.
Ponyboy, at home, is just really numb? Like, out in public he can be so… not energetic, but he’s able to put up a wall to block off all the warring thoughts in his head about how it should have been him and that Sodapop was probably going to die. This family has such low thoughts on the other’s chances of survival 😭. Darry doesn’t try stop Ponyboy from watching the games, because he knows and understands that it was just going to torture Ponyboy. Well, he did the first day, and that night Ponyboy had such a vivid nightmare that Darry, Johnny, and Dally were unable to fully calm him down. He was nearly inconsolable afterwards. Even Steve coming by when Darry got desperate, was only able to make it so that Ponyboy wasn’t crying anymore. Darry will forever stand by the fact he’d prefer his brother crying than the blankness that consumed Ponyboy. Watching the games made it so that his nightmares were just the one he didn’t remember and not his imagination and fear and guilt hurting him.
Darry also had his own nightmares but he never reacts to them? He had a lot of nightmares for the first, like, three months after their parents death that he ignored long enough that they ‘went away’ (this didn’t, they just didn’t phase him anymore). His mind kept replacing Sodapop with some of the dead tributes, and it tortured him a little, his mind making him think Sodapop had died. It helped being able to check on Ponyboy, and Johnny when he stayed the night, and during the day he had the knowledge that Dally and Steve were alright too. Darry does not like his family being in danger, and every year for nearly the last five years someone has been in danger nearly every month. He found his ways to cope, even if there was more pain at it being Sodapop this time.
I started just… rambling in that last paragraph, i’m so hoping that it marks sense because I think, like Darry at night, I spaced out a little as the thoughts just escaped me as fast as possible 😂
#the outsiders#ao3 writer#WitchyLeeHibernates AUs#darry curtis#twobit mathews#dally winston#steve randle#sodapop curtis#johnny cade#ponyboy curtis#hunger games au#the Outsiders Hunger Games au#WitchyLee Answers
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Caine x programmed villain
(Also I think (y/n) in this would do this dance ⬆️ in their own time)
Part 2
Jax grabbed the cane Caine had dropped and started twirling it,
"Heh," he said to himself.
Ragatha snatched it from him, thinking that was quite rude, they started to argue as Gangle cried over her broken mask, Pomni ran away to find another way out of here, Zooble put themself back together and Kinger just stared blankly at the cave.
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Caine was being dragged deeper into the cave, for once in his artificial life, he was actually worried about what was going to happen to himself, he wasn't in control of this. He looked back to see where he was heading and saw you crouched with a knife in your teeth, this sent him over the edge, he wriggled out of your grip, but suddenly one long arm twirled around his body stopping him in mid-air, your limb squeezed tightly around his body, and he was slowly brought down, face to teeth. He looked directly into your eyes, his pupils shrunk once more seeing you take the knife out of your mouth. You stroked it across his gums, he felt how cold it was and shivered. You watched this and giggled, quickly throwing it behind yourself and hitting a picture on your wall that he thought looked like Jax. You detached your arm that was holding Caine and threw it in the corner, the arm getting a bit tighter around his body.
You then grew a new arm, moving it around, Caine could hear bones cracking, he grimaced. You left the room, he thought this was the perfect time to escape, no use the arm had a firm grip. You suddenly came in with a guitar, startling him.
"I'm Bad!" you sang.
"As bad can be!" he watched you play the instrument in amazement, if only you were part of the circus entertainment.
"So bad!" you caught him staring and pulled a knife out of nowhere and threw it at him while still playing, it skimmed the top of his hat as he flinched.
"That it's hard to believe!" You threw three more knives at the Jax picture without looking, god you can play music, sing and do knife tricks, he really wished you could be part of the circus. He started vibrating in excitement.
"Oh, what they say abou-" This really distracted you and the knife you had just thrown landed in your forehead and black blood started to trickle down your face.
"AaAAh!" caine cried as he watched this happen.
"ugh," you groaned as you left the room to fix yourself up. Caine sat there, looking around the room, until you came back your forehead looking like nothing had happened, but then he noticed your very angry expression. Your arm disappeared and the arm that was around him reattached to you again. You really squeezed, Caine grunted in pain.
"What was that!?" you pulled him towards you, you swear you saw him blush but you ignored it, you squeezed again. He clenched his teeth shut and then opened them up again.
"I um," he paused this sounded quite silly now that he was about to say it out loud.
"Well!" you shook him a bit.
"I thought what you were doing was amazing," he said quickly.
Your expression changed from angry to shocked, you could feel your cheeks heat up, your eyebrows lowered and you looked to the right.
"That's um..." you muttered, what was happening you're supposed to be the bad guy.
"It was an outstanding performance, you should join my circus!" he said cheerfully.
"You really think so," you said thinking about the possibilities. You looked back at him, and he started rambling on about his 'amazing' circus, you chuckled, he stopped and looked at you.
"You're cuter than they said you were," you said sadistically as you pressed a knife to his gums again, he blushed.
"Also I might take you up on that offer-" You got cut off as the group of six bursts in, and they brought in a makeshift canon slingshot thing and flung a boulder at you. You flew across the room and completely flattened against the wall, your arm unravelling around Caine, he fell to the floor and Kinger grabbed him.
"Is that a picture of me?!" Jax shouted. As you recovered you saw them all running away with Caine being carried off.
Oh
You see how it was
He was just distracting you
Killing time
He didn't actually think any of those things
No one makes a fool out of (Y/n)
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Idk, this is probably bad
I think I might write another part to this idk know…
#tadc caine#the amazing digital circus#tadc#the amazing digital circus caine x reader#tadc x reader#tadc caine x reader#x villain reader
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older!nancy who is the mother of the reader’s best friend and after getting to know each other after the readers frequent visits to her house, they end up getting closer than you think 🙈
𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒, 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒, 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐒𝐄 - 𝐍.𝐖.
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: when your best friends leaves to go to college, and you’re left behind in that little bookstore you run, you're surprised to see nancy wheeler there. 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 4487
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+ mature content! (MDNI), implied age gap (reader is 18+!!), mention of teen pregnancy, period typical homophobia, bottom!nancy wheeler & top!reader, vaginal fingering, oral, nancy is really inexperienced, scratching (?), first time with a woman on nancy's end, not proofread (let me know if i missed anything!)
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: aaaah @cinnamoncunt i love your requests!!! i promise the professor!robin headcanons are on their way! anyway i didn't really get into the friendship between reader and nancy's daughter because this was written in a bit of a rush lmao- i hope you don't mind <3 (especially the ending. i might edit it later today-) also i kind of added some stuff to it because I'm currently reading "last night at the telegraph club" and i couldn't stop thinking about that book somehow lmao
the weather is keeping customers away, which leaves no one but you in the bookstore. it's your mother's, but she can't take care of it all by herself. this is why you stayed in hawkins, even years after graduating: to help her.
you know she can use all support she can get.
looking back at it now, you're thankful that you've stayed; running a bookshop is better than you had imagined. it gives you the perfect opportunity to ramble about your favorite hobby and you get to know the people in town better. you've even met your best friend in your store.
she's a couple of years younger than you and still there was something intimidating about her: she did not seem like the girl you would normally befriend. if anything, she seemed like the type of person who would've made fun of you back in highschool. turns out you were wrong.
she came around more often, buying a new book from you every time. eventually, you began talking more until her visits became annual hangouts in the store, which led to the two of you hanging out at your or her place at least three times a week.
and then she left to go to college.
of course you don't blame her for leaving, even though you admire her for doing so. you will probably always be here, in the small town of hawkins, stuck behind the window of your bookstore as the world goes on somewhere outside.
you flip to the next page of the book and shake away the thought of your best friend, who is somewhere at the other end of the country. maybe one day you will find the courage to leave too. you're about to start the next chapter, but the familiar noise of the bell at the entrance rings through the store. you get up from your spot between the shelves in the back to see who is crazy enough to leave their house to go book shopping with this kind of storm going on.
it catches you by surprise to see nancy wheeler in the doorway.
she's your best friend's mother and even though you never interacted much, you could never deny the fact that she is absolutely gorgeous. she had her daughter at a young age and raised her all by herself, that you do know. but she never talked about it much, and you didn't want to bother her with questions about this.
now nancy wheeler is standing right in front of you, water dripping down her soaked jacket.
"ms. wheeler" you greet, your voice thick with surprise that you try to oppress.
the brunette is wearing a wide coat and a light beige blouse underneath; one that's been entirely soaked by the rain and hides little from your eyes.
no, you remind yourself, no, no, no. stop that right now.
"y/n, hi" she smiles quickly. "i- uhm-" nancy glances through the store. she's never been here before, at least not that you can remember.
"i didn't have anything to do today so- with how much my daughter told me about this place, i thought why not go there myself"
you wonder if nancy ever gets lonely these days. the absence of your best friend has already settled heavily in your heart. you can't even imagine what it's like for a single mother who only ever had her daughter around.
"oh of course" you nod. "well...nancy-" her first name feels odd on your tongue but you try to go with it. "are you much of a reader?"
you could punch yourself right then and there. what kind of question is that? and why did you choose to focus on that, out of all things?
"oh" she raises her brows. "well...in the past months i didn't really have time to read that much but now- i think i'd like to read a bit more, yeah" she fumbles with the button of her coat. is she nervous? flustered? you wish you could tell. "okay" you nod. "well do you have any preferences? any genre you like?" "oh- uh- i didn't think about it that much" her cheeks flush a soft shade of red.
she's definitely nervous, that much you know now, but you can't seem to figure out why.
"you can look around a bit if you like" you offer. "I'm always here in case you have any questions"
she nods with a tight-lipped smile and steps toward one of the many rows of shelves but turns on her heel just before she can reach it.
"what do you read y/n?"
that question catches you off guard, especially since the erotic lesbian fiction novel is still hugged to your chest. you think of the shoebox that you have hidden underneath a loose floorboard in the back of the store. of all the books that are stacked up in there, each one of them carefully annotated and marked by your own hands.
books that could probably get you killed in this town.
now it's your turn to blush.
"ms. wheeler- uhm- nancy- i don't think you would like the books i read" you mutter. "oh but how would you know silly?" she chuckles before nodding her chin in the direction of your crossed arms. "what's that one about?"
"this? oh it's nothing i- i was just..sorting it in...back there" you look over your shoulder, to the corner where the floorboard is still laying around carelessly, leaving a gap in your floor. one that contains the filthiest lesbian books in all of hawkins. you send a quick prayer to whatever higher power there might be that nancy won't go there to check.
"well" she reaches out her hand. "i think i'm gonna take that as a sign" "nancy i don't think that's a good idea" you warn.
but she is determined, puts one hand to her side and furrows her brows. you cruse yourself for carrying it with you so mindlessly. "fine, I'll take the risk" the second you hand her the book, regret creeps through your body. this is the end, you think. she'll go straight to the police with that and they will probably raid your store for selling inappropriate content. or worse, they might even arrest you. you've heard of the things they do to people like you. all across the country. you gulp audibly as you watch nancy in horror. she turns it in her hands before reading the backside.
you know the words by heart and by the way her eyes scan the pages, she's about to get to the part that will make your whole world fall apart.
nancy does raise her brows, but the gesture doesn't seem to be one of disgust. she tilts her head slightly and looks up at you, the book still firmly in her hand. her cheeks are reddened in a way that you can't seem to figure out.
"oh- so that's why-" she gasps.
you avoid her gaze. every single nerve in your body seems to be on fire as you try to come up with an excuse, an explanation at least.
"look nancy- i'm sorry- i told you this wouldn't be what you-" she cuts you off and simply says; "i'll take it" "what?" you're taken aback by her answer. albeit you're still extremely flustered her reaction is something you least expected. nancy wheeler, however, just shrugs. "i'll take it" she repeats. "this seems...interesting" "how about that" you offer, knowing damn well this book isn't listed on the register of books you sell. "you can borrow it, and if- if you don't like it you can bring it back?" cold sweat is running down your spine. "deal" she nods.
you quickly check her out, give her a paper bag to carry the book and watch as she leaves.
"it was nice seeing you again y/n" she says and takes your hand in hers for what is supposed to be a shake. except that she doesn't let go immediately. her hand lingers in yours as your eyes meet.
you can't fall for nancy wheeler, you remind yourself. you can't.
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the air has gotten colder over the past few days. a sign that autumn is right around the corner. in the darkness of the night, nancy wheeler can see the condensation of her exhales as she walks.
she's carrying a small paper bag with her, and her heart is racing in excitement. she has spent the last nights staying up late to read the book you have given her. nancy doesn't know what she expected but it hadn't been that. it hadn't been a strange kind of heat coiling in her lower abdomen, hadn't been the strange urge to press her thighs together at the words written on the page.
she has never read something like that before, but she somehow knows that she needs more of that.
she looks down at her feet, her heels clicking against the cold ground. she's wearing a dress that's way too cold for the weather and her coat hardly does anything to warm her at all. she pulls it tighter around herself as she heads in the direction of your store.
⋆ "ms. wheeler" you raise your brows. you were about to close when she shows up. "back already?"
if you're being honest, you didn't think you would ever see her again after she has taken your book with her. but there she is, standing in your doorway, and she is carrying said book with her, packed in the same bag still.
"call me nancy, please" she reminds you. is that nervosity in her voice?
"i- uhm" she steps further into the store and the door falls shut behind her.
"i read your book" now this does surprise you just as much as seeing her again. "my- my book?" "yeah" a smile flashes across her face. "well" you push yourself away from the countertop that you've been leaning against to cross your arms over your chest. "how did you like it?" there is an obvious shake in your voice. "you didn't mention that you read it too" she shoots back. "the annotations are yours, aren't they?" you inhale sharply. "what about it?" "i- i never read anything like this before" she mumbles in thought. "i didn't even- i mean- is it really like that?"
suddenly you understand; nancy must've spent all those years alone. you never heard anything of a boyfriend, let alone a husband in all these years that she spent raising her child. you wonder if she did anything at all in all this time. if she ever even had the chance to explore her sexuality any further.
you look out on the dark street nervously.
"come with me" you say and take the lead to walk her to the back of the store. you're hidden from the view of the street and have a place to sit.
"so" she says as she lowers herself onto the sofa that you have bought in an antique store years ago. "is what really like that?" nancy clears her throat. "being with...a woman" you sit down next to her. you don't miss the way your legs touch hers. the past days felt like torture; not just because you didn't see nancy, but also because you couldn't help yourself but think of her: her brown curls spread out on bed sheets while she's reading, her delicate fingers flipping through the pages. her beautiful back arched while your head is buried between her thighs... "y/n?" her voice snaps you back to reality. "tell me" "yeah" you breathe softly and nod. you're aware of the indirect confession you've made. but somehow you don't think that nancy will judge you. or at least you hope she won't.
"have you- have you been with many women before?" maybe you're imagining it but it seems as if she's leaning in closer and closer as the seconds pass by. "i- uh- no" you shake your head. it's hawkins in the 80s after all. when your eyes glare back at hers, she has definitely gotten closer, her face lingering just inches away from yours. "show me" she murmurs and you can feel her hot breath against your skin. for a second, you just stare at her; her eyes dark while she holds your gaze. nancy's head is tilted sideways just the slightest and if you were to lean forward now you could just... the woman in front seems to draw you in magnetically. and the closer she gets, the more your doubts start to vanish.
until you are so close that you can feel her open mouth on yours and you share a breath. your hands sneak behind her body, and grab her by the back while her fingers curl up in your hair. "nancy" you mumble with your eyes falling shut. "we- we shouldn't" she opens her eyes and nods. "i know"
and then her mouth is on yours. you can taste the sweetness of her chapstick and inhale the expensive scent of her floral perfume. nancy wheeler is filling all of your senses until all you know is the sound of her voice, the smell of her body, and the shape of each letter that makes her name. her lips move in sync with yours, and she only leans back occasionally to get some air. this kiss is so different from anything else you've ever known. her lips are somehow softer, her movements slower. it's like you've never wanted anyone or anything as badly as her. when she parts her lips you gladly slip your tongue into her mouth. you hum satisfied when she gasps at the new sensation. it might've been years since she's been kissed for the last time so you make sure to give it your all. your hands roam her sides and dance over her ribcage while she pushes her body more into yours. eventually, you give in and grip her by the hips. she yelps as you lift her up and sit her down on top of you, her legs straddling your hips. she puts her hands on your cheeks and caresses your skin softly.
"is it always like this?" nancy whispers. her voice is shakier than usual. "no" you chuckle and bite your lip. "no, it's never been like that before"
"i want you" she admits, carefully watching your face for any reactions. "i want you the way they had each other in your book. i want you to show me"
your mouth falls open slightly and you nearly choke on a moan. her words are clearly enough to drive you mad.
"are you sure?" nancy nods firmly. "i had time to think about it. i- i couldn't stop thinking about you" "yeah?" "yeah" you close your eyes and take in the weight of her words. does she really know what she's asking for? is there a way for this to be right? nancy's hand sneaks its way under your chin and she lifts your gaze upon her. "please" she mouthes. "it's been so long y/n...i need you. please" a sense of desperation is written all over your face. it's the knowledge that you can satisfy this desperation that gives you the courage to continue.
"undress me" she rasps, her own fingers already pushing the first button through its hole. but you push away her hands and make quick work of pushing her coat to the floor and unbuttoning the front of her dress.
she's wearing a light, lacy bra beneath. it hardly covers anything, just a thin layer of fabric over the soft skin of her breasts.
you run your fingers over her chest and lean in to pepper open-mouthed kisses over her jaw, all the way down to her neck. she shivers when your fingers crawl up her back to unclasp her bra. "is that okay?" her head has fallen back, exposing her neck to you, and her eyes are closed. her chest is rising and falling rapidly and she's breathing through her open mouth.
"please" you do as you're told and the item lands on the growing pile of clothing on the floor.
"nancy" you hum. "you're so beautiful...so beautiful" delight and pride wash over you when you see a soft blush creeping up her chest. "am i?" she sounds genuinely surprised by your praise.
"of course you are" you lock eyes with her when you lean in and wrap your lips around her nipple softly. "y/n what are you- oh" her eyes roll back and she moans. "you're absolutely gorgeous" you whisper in between kisses to her bare breasts. the feeling sends waves of heat between your legs.
nancy's hands cage you in when she pushes your face further against her. "oh god" she bites her lip. "that- that feels so good" you don't even have to open your eyes to push the opened dress down her body. it pools on your lap leaving her completely topless. "you like this?" she nods enthusiastically. you take note of the way she grounds herself down on your lap involuntarily the more you suck on her breasts, alternating between her tits. "what do you want?" she furrows her brows and shakes her head. "i- i don't know, i- you-" that is when you remember that she probably never had anyone with the ability to make her feel good. especially not another woman. "it's okay, it's okay" you assure. "i'll show you, okay?" nancy nods her head so hard that her curls bounce around her face. "okay" you smile softly. "get up and take of your dress" she does as she's told, which leaves her in nothing but a matching pair of lacy panties. you're still sitting in front of her and wrap your arms around her lower abdomen to pull her close to you. you press soft kisses to her lower belly until you're satisfied with the goosebumps that have risen beneath your lips. instead of lowering your lips even further, you tap your thighs and gesture for nancy to sit back on your lap. her eyes are glowing with excitement and lust while she wraps her legs around your hips. you can feel the heat that's radiating from her through your jeans and it takes all your strength not to touch yourself right then and there. you crane your head back and nancy's lips are on yours immediately. her palms hold your face as she kisses you hungrily. you gladly let her kiss you the way she wants to until your lips are puffy and sore. "i think- i always thought you were so pretty" she admits. "i just never thought this was possible" "oh we're just getting started" nancy watches you with curious eyes when your fingertips run down her bare spine. "but keep talking" you encourage her. "i wanna hear everything" "i- god-" her hips rock forward again and you grin. "i- i thought of you while i read...of your pretty face and...your hands on me" "my hands?" you raise your brows and, to test your theory, let your index finger slide between her thighs. to your own surprise, you can feel the wet patch of her arousal even through her panties. your index grazes over where her entrance is up to her clit. you hook your finger over the little bud of nerves and nancy gasps loudly.
"like that?" "yeah" her voice is raspier than you've ever heard. "more of that please" you know you could tease her for hours but you choose not to. her wetness is enough to tell you how badly nancy needs this. you press one hand to her hips while you use the other to move her panties aside and gather her arousal on your fingertips. "fuck you're so wet nancy" "fuck" she whimpers her first curse of the night. "more" you're not sure nancy actually knows what she's begging for but you know that you will give it to her. show her. you circle her clit a couple of times and take in the way her legs shake around you. "can i?" you whisper as you move your digits down to her throbbing entrance. nancy wraps her hands around your back and her nails dig into your flesh. her lips are right next to your ear and her sinful whimper of "please" burns itself into your memory forever. it's nothing, whatsoever, to the long and high-pitched moan that leaves her mouth when you slowly push two of your fingers into her. you move them inside her until the first knuckle, giving her time to adjust to the fullness. "y/n" she cries out. her nails scratch down your ribs. nancy's hips ground themselves down on your fingers, taking them all the way in so the base of your knuckles meets her cunt. you carefully watch the way her face tightens in concentration and pleasure. her eyes are still closed but her mouth has fallen agape again.
you stroke her neck and whisper sweet praise into her ear. "just like that nancy. you take me so well..." after a while you pull out her her slowly but she doesn't give you a chance; her hips chase your fingers and she whines desperately. "no please...feels so good" you hush her. "i won't stop, look at me nance" her eyes meet yours and she lets you pull out your fingers until you only have your fingertips inside of her. then, without your eyes ever leaving herm you thrust into her again and she nearly screams. "shhh" you try to soothe her and stroke her hair out of her. "is- is that it?" nancy asks. you can't help yourself but chuckle. "oh no, that's not it yet"
with that you start pumping into her at a quicker pace, the heel of your hand hits her clit and she rocks her hips in the same rhythm of your thrusts.
the sensation of her slick running down her thighs has a wicked idea occurring in your head. you curl your fingers up at a particularly deep thrust and nancy's eyes roll back. "oh my god, there, right there" she babbles. you slowly withdraw yourself from her, leaving her entirely empty this time. "no" nancy whines helplessly. "no don't stop" but you hold onto her and flip both of you over so that she's laying on her back. you kiss down her torso and her eyes widen when she realizes what you're up to. when your kisses reach the hemline of her panties, you hook your fingers underneath them and, with one final nod of nancy, you pull them down her long legs and she kicks them off.
she is beautiful and glistening in the dim lights of the room. you run a finger through her and her body whole shudders. nancy spreads her legs wider for you, giving you the chance to see all of her. oh and you do; gladly taking in every inch of her body. she smiles and stretches arms above her head, making her own back arch off of the sofa. you place a palm on her belly and move it down slowly, feeling soft skin passing by beneath you. finally, your gaze falls upon her needy cunt. the sight of it is enough to make your own pussy throb in your pants. her clit is practically aching for you and who are you to deny her that? you look her in the eyes and lean down, placing your first kiss on her clit. nancy's mouth opens wider and pleasure is written all over her face. without further undo, you dart your tongue out and lick a stripe from her entrance up to her clit. her taste has you moaning for the first time of the night. "fuck you taste so good pretty girl" you mumble with a mouth full of pussy. "that's- that's disgusting" nancy stammers but you can tell by the sound of her voice that she's enjoying this. she's just struggling to find the right words. "no one's ever gone down on you?" you ask and lean back. it doesn't surprise you when nancy's hips buck up and go after your mouth. she shakes her head in the pillows, her fingers gripping the soft, velvet of the sofa right next to you. "n- no- feels so different-" she slurs. "more"
"thought so" you grin and get back to lapping at her cunt. at the same time, you bring down your thumb and rub circles on her clit. her hands find a hold in your hair and she pulls your closer, guiding your tongue to where she needs you the most. but you let her, regardless of the stinging pain in your skull at very hard pulls. "does that feel good?" "y-yeah" she moans. "spread your legs a little wider for me baby" you put a palm on her inner thigh. "and I'll make this even better"
once she has done so, you bring your fingers back to her entrance and focus your tongue on her clit. you lick into her once more before pushing your fingers back in and coaxing another loud moan out of her. you set a faster pace than before but she takes it all, just moaning and whining for more the entire time. your hips move at their own accord, trying to gain some friction from the crotch of your jeans. "it's too much y/n" she yelps. "i feel- feel like- i don't know i-" "it's okay" you look up at her for a second, never stopping your fingers from thrusting into her. obscene squelching noises fill the entire room. "just let go" and then your head is back between her legs and nancy does as you tell her. "fuck, fuck, fuck" she cries out and her walls flutter around your fingers. "fuck y/n-" and then she cums.
you add a third finger just when her orgasm starts washing over her. her back lifts off the sofa and she lets out a beautiful cry of pleasure. you can even see a tear running out of the side of her eye. her cum coats your chin and the sofa below you but you will take care of that later.
for now, you're too focused on licking up as much of her arousal as you can get while she comes down from her height.
you sit back on your knees once you've cleaned her up with her tongue and watch her with loving eyes. she's so beautiful like this. her chest still rises and falls rapidly and the aftershocks of her orgasm make her legs shake but there's a wide smile on her lips. nancy's eyes are still closed when she speaks up again. "i've never felt this good" she admits.
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i love new pack day
i've seen a tiny bit of the early access for life + death and aaaah i'm so excited
irl ramble: i have followed the fl v sarah boone trial this week and oh wow, what a circus it has been. i have managed to crochet an entire blanket while listening to the trial haha (i had a spare cake yarn that's 1000 m and now i'm playing yarn chicken with the last round) and now we're on verdict watch (i predict it will be a short one) but it's 2 am here bc timezones and i need to go to sleep but all i want to do is finish this blanket and play sims and hear the verdict
someone pls tell me to go to bed
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Hi, hi! I've been reading some of your work and when I saw you had a tumblr I just had to come pay your inbox a visit.
I just wanna say, I really love how you write! It's so, so easy to get immersed in your stories, to the point where something kind of funny happened in my case actually XD
So there I was at midnight, browsing the monster romance side of AO3 when I came across Finally Woken. I was looking something on the shorter word count side, but the summary had me very interested. So I go, hmmm I think I'll just read the first chapter to see how it is and if I like it I'll come back to it tomorrow. I definitely liked it, but wanted just a bit more, so I clicked on the second chapter. Then the third. And fourth. And so on until oops, I binged it and it was 4 am hdjsgaca
And then the next day, I was once again browsing. And came across Don't shoot the messenger. And I go, well last night was a success but tonight I definitely only read the first chapter and then if I like it finish tomorrow. Aaaah the lies we tell ourselves. Did not even notice it was the same author until I was halfway through it. This one I managed to finish before 4 am at least XD
And then! The next day! Once again browsing in bed! I come across Sacrifice! Once again didn't look at the author until later! Take a guess at what happened next, surely you will never expect the outcome! (The outcome was exactly the same. I could not stop reading. My self restraint is in shambles.)
So yeah! I just wanted to one, come and thank you for such wonderful stories, and two, compliment the heck out of your writing skills because your pacing, and atmosphere and descriptions are top notch. Like the sense of anticipation before Satrasi knew what that captain had done was chef kiss, or the sense of dread building up to the ritual and then calm once Tai finds the reader. Or the sense of domesticity as time passes with Heshi.
All reader characters and monsters feel unique as well! My personal favorite story so far is Don't shoot the messenger, Satrasi has me swooning fdhdgzh But honestly I loved all of them so much and they're going to my favorite monster romances stash. Oh also, I'm 100% going to go back and reread, kudos and comment more thoroughly on each story, but I was on another account like a fool the first time I read them all gahdgdh So hopefully you'll see me in AO3 soon as well!
Alright I've been rambling enough already haha, so yeah! Tldr, You're a great author, I am weak and procrastinated going to bed because I wanted to read your stuff, love what you do, take care! :D
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thank you so much! this was such a good message to get and i've been hoarding it for lik 2 months lol because work has been so busy which is why it was even better to get such a nice ask - it really cheered me up!
i'd say i;m sorry for the accidental repeated trapping and keeping you up until 4 am but its kinda the greatest compliment ever lol so i guess i'm not sorry
i'm so happy you enjoyed the stories and the characters and the atmosphere of the stories! my writing means so much to me and i'm always worried that i'm not getting whats in my head down onto paper right so comments/asks like these are so so heartwarming because it makes me feel lik i am in fact getting it right :D
thanks again!!!!
#asks#finally woken#don't shoot the messenger#sacrifice#this is also my time to plug to novel version of DSM#if you want a physical copy and bonus scenes#gestures at my masterlist link lol#also the lovely lovely fan art of him because they always have me swooning#i've defintiely stayed up late reading really good stories so i lov that other ppl think my work is worthy of that#also i did see ur ao3 comments#responding to that soon because u made me be lik#name seems familiar#and then i realized u were also the person who sent in this wonderful ask!#thank you!#comments lik this keep me writing :)
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HELLOOO !! I'VE BEEN READING SOME (alot 😹) OF UR WORKS EARLIER AND I JUST WANTED TO DROP BY AND TELL U I LOVE YOUR WRITING AAAHHHH
katsuki is so soft in the couple works of yours that I read, and I live for that 😭 AND DON'T GET ME STARTED ON SHOTO AAGHH I LOVE HIM IN YOUR WRITING!!! sorry, I'm rambling 🙇🏼♀️ but I said what I came here to say, and I hope you have a great day/night!! 🤲🏻🤍
OH THIS IS SO SWEET !!!! Tysm that makes me so happy ! I’ve been gone for a bit, so I’m super glad ppl r still reading my works ! I also get super happy when ppl like how i characterize katsuki, but im always a lil iffy about how i write shoto sometimes SO IM EXTRA GLAD U LIKE HIM AAAAH IMSO HAPPY TYSM !!!!
okay im also rambling lololol but tysm ur so sweey MUAH MUAH MUAH
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