#albert dasilva/reader

[sl-newsie]

Here’s some cheesy Newsies Valentine content! ❤️💕💙💜💗💛💖💞💚❣️💓🧡🤍🖤

[albertsbootayyy]

Me: why is there so little albert dasilva fanfiction I fucking hate it

Brain: you could just start writing your own?

Me: no >:(

[diorgirl444]

hi flo!! 💗 could i get a matchup for newsies please? thank you <333

neige, female • she/her, straight.

i have long brown hair, i usually wear it down or in a high ponytail. i have brown eyes, freckles hmm and i’m also like 5’4. my aesthetic is pretty casual? i like wearing flare jeans and simple tops and lots of jewellery. like feminine, casual + ‘90s-2000s. i wear lots of brown but i love bright colours (esp red, pink & blue). sundresses in the summer >>

i’m really shy, quiet, and reserved. it takes me a while to open up to people, but once i do i’m definitely more talkative and expressive. i love to read. i’d say my love language is physical touch and words of affirmation! i can be pretty stubborn and pessimistic sometimes, but i always try my best to be kind and have an open heart. i’m normally really anxious or nervous. i love to bake, listen to music, watch films and learn about mythology and folklore! i rlly like researching about random stuff, i love information lol.

i love the arts, even thought i’m not the best at them. i’m a homebody 100%, but i do enjoy going on small adventures, especially with someone i’m close too. i love nature!!

likes: baby pink. nature. jazz. animals. poetry. paintings. obscure history. science. museums. chocolate cheesecake. laying in bed all day. jellycats. cooking. adventure parks. quiet libraries. dusty blue skies. old hollywood films. collaging.

dislikes: people with no manners. people who are arrogant and talk down to others. bigots. anyone who hates on someone else for their interests. lasagna. melted cheese. white chocolate.

hi neige i’m so happy that your one of my first requests! and newsies no less!!! i hope i can make this as lovely and historically accurate as you deserve it to be.

your perfect matchup is 𝐚𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐚 💌

𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 <3

𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝟐 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 <3

so i literally had to show your my request to my irl friend who also likes newsies in order to choose your newsies bf because you literally could of had so many of them. but the minute she mentioned albert it dawned on me. like he would literally be so perfect for you.

i’m obsessed with the “she fell first but he fell harder” trope and i cannot explain it but i just know it’d be how your relationship would develop. i think you’d probably be working in a bakery and come rain or shine he’d always be outside hawking his newspapers so naturally you start to develop a little crush on him. nothing serious you just think he’s cute that’s all.

but that all changes on one day when it’s bitterly cold and you see him outside shivering, his pretty cheeks flushed from the cold and even his voice as he hollers out lacks it’s normal confident charamisa. because of the weather your business is slow too so you are sure your mother won’t mind if you hand out one simple steaming hot bagel fresh from the oven just to warm him up. and when he sees you he’s drawling out in that thick manhattan accent of his “you’re real sweet miss but i couldn’t take that from you” though he’s eyeing the bagel hungrily and you know full well he survives on a diet of very little so you shake your head and gently force it into his hand. your fingers brushing as you do, making your face smile shyly at him your cheeks turning pink and are you imaging it or his cold cheeks suddenly more red then they were a minute ago? but then your disappointment your mother calls you in before you can say anything else and the moment’s over. :(

the next time you see him out there you’re a bit more confident. the sun’s shining and though your palms are sweating from nerves you smile brightly at him and pass him another bagel this time filled with cream cheese and wrapped in brown parchment as maybe you prepared it with the hope that he’d come back not that you’d ever admit that. either way it’s worth it because his whole face lights up as he takes it and he calls you “his angel”. not just “an” angel but “his” which sends an immediate excited stream of butterflies in your tummy that you do your best to repress.

and after he’s long left and you’re packing up shop he returns with a beautiful posy of little flowers as a gift for you. he tells you that he can’t afford to pay you for the food but he hopes to repay you in pretty trinkets and items that he finds on his walks. you of course insist that he doesn’t have to but he tells you that it’s the least he can do - that he only wishes he could bring you more expensive things. this quickly becomes your pattern - you bring him treats, strawberry tarts, lavender cream puffs and lemon meringues, various sweet experiments that you’ve tested and he in turn gifts posies of flowers, pretty ribbons and shiny pebbles. you teasingly call him a magpie and he just retorts with calling you his angel again.

albert is easy to love - he’s kind and charming and funny and a bit of troublmaker so it doesn’t surprise you when you realise that silly little crush has blossomed into a deep rooted affection for him. it hurts though, feeling so deeply for him and convinced he doesn’t feel the same, hurts so much that sometimes you think it would be better to push him away but you know you couldn’t one glance at that lopsided grin and you’re stuck like glue. so you suppose it’ll be this way forever, this endless dance of hopeless adoration - you can live with that you tell yourself. it pains you but you can live with that. if only you knew it hurts him even more.

he tells you when the two of you are out at coney island, the two of you had saved up your wages, you had packed lunches, he had paid for the train tickets - just like a real couple would of done. and you spend the day eating so much candy floss that you feel queasy, childish laughter spilling from your lips on daring rides and eagerly trying to beat each other in western themed shooting games. it’s so close to be a perfect day and honestly you feel horribly selfish for wanting more. you ought to be satisfied but oh god you’re not.

it’s dark when he tells you, the two of you sat in the compact third class carriage of the train, not the most romantic setting but you hardly mind. nor particularly do you mind the undignified way that he tells you, there’s no fancy words or flowery gestures, just good honest affection when he turns to you and quietly asks “you don’t know i love you do you neige?” tearfully you shake your head. you can’t manage anything more and matter of factly he says “well i do. i ain’t never loved anybody in my whole life the way i love you. won’t you be my girl, angel?” and god you’re a mess after that. sobbing as you feverishly nod and he’s gently kissing your tears away before kissing you softly on the lips. and the rest as they say is history.

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 <3

ok i actually think it’s not that different from when your friends because both of you were just friends with repressed feelings anyways so like it’s a very similar vibe as how you two got together just now you have the added bonus of being able to kiss or hug each other whenever you want.

he loves watching you bake, not in a creepy way he just thinks you look so cute when your eyebrows furrow and your lips part in concentration - god how he loves you. tried to do it with you once but the pair of you just ended up covered in flour and the cookies got burn so it’s better for you to bake and him to watch. sometimes as you wait for the desserts to cool, he’ll slow dance with you to sweet love songs on the gramophone.

he also knows how to braid your hair. this is because i feel that he taught himself how so that originally he could look after the little girl newsies but now he has you he uses them to learn complex braids and then does them on you which of course you adore.

i feel like albert, because he grew up with only brothers and his father, he’s incredibly touchstarved so he’s constantly lavishing you with physical affection but the minute you give him any he’s absolutely melting at your touch it’s so sweet.:( the first time you kiss him i bet he literally tears up a little bit.

he’s soo nervous for you to meet the other newsies at first as he’s convinced when you do they’ll tell you all the stupid things he’s done in the past and you won’t wanna be with him anymore but actually it’s the opposite. of course racetrack regales you with a few embarrassing stories but mainly they just tell you how happy they are that you walked into albert’s life they also want to know if you’ll bake them anything as they’ve heard a lot about your baking.

also don’t worry the little gifts that he used to bring you don’t stop it’s just that now their more clearly romantic like oh it’s not just a pretty stone- it’s now a pretty stone thats heart shaped because you’re his heart or something sweet like that.

and now his wages are going towards saving up to buy an apartment for the two of you. he hopes that one day the pair of you can live together with the laughter of children, smells of sweet treats and filled to the very brim with love. whenever he’s feeling down working on his feet all day he just has to remind himself of this and then he’s fine. all he has to find now is a ring!

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐚𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 <3

hope you like it! xoxo, flo <3

[sluggmuffin]

🎢 - albert dasilva x reader where the newsies are playing at the pier and swimming and the reader is cold so albert warms them up by kissing them?

(I refreshed when the request was going through so idk if it went through so here is this)

🎢 - send me a scenario and a character of your choice and i'll write a either hcs or a little drabble about them (can be x reader *if it is pls tell me ur preferred pronouns* but it doesn't have to be)!

•••

"AL STOP PUT ME DOWN" you shriek as your boyfriend beings you closer to the edge if the dock.

"Say your sorry" He smirks, now holding you inches above the water.

"Okay! Okay! I'm sorry I made fun of your red hair!"

"Okay I forgive you," He says, planting a kiss on your forehead.

"Now will ya put me down?" You plead, still trying to wriggle free.

"Whatever ya say," He sneers, before dropping you into the water below.

You resurface only to find Albert laughing his socks off, rolling on the floor at your dismay.

"That's not funny!" you hissed, swinging your leg onto the docks and pushing yourself up. "The water is freezing!"

"Aw 'm sorry, love" He apologizes, wrapping you up in his coat.

"I'm still cold" you mumble, nuzzling yourself further into Albert's chest.

He plants a kiss on the top of your head, rubbing your arms to try to warm you up even more as you both find a bench to sit on where the sun is beaming on you. The boy plants another kiss, this time on the tip of your cold nose, before pulling you closer to him.

"Sorry for throwing ya in the water"

"It's alright, you're kisses made it better."

[tearsoffears]

would anyone be interested in a newsies fanfic? It wouldn’t be posted here it would be on my other account @coff33notforme but does anyone still read those?

[clevereverest]

HELLO NEWSIES FANDOM!!! :D

I hardly know how to use this site, and I’m trying, but this post isn’t about my struggles. It’s about Newsies fics!

I’m looking for someone to beta read two fics that I’ve written and want to share on AO3. I’m ready to post again, but I’d like another opinion / proofreader to check over them beforehand.

A bit of general info on them:

- Both use the Livesies cast and are ship fics

- One is centered on Spot/Race, fluff and humor

- Second is centered on Finch/Albert, fluff and mild hurt/comfort

I’d also like to share my other works here, if you wanted to check out my writing before making any decisions.

And I think that’s all! Whatever way there is to contact me (replying to this post? I saw a messaging feature too), use it to let me if you’re interested. I’ll share more info on the fics in messaging if asked, as I have AO3 drafts set up for them so I can send tags and summaries.

Hoping this reaches some willing people!!

[sl-newsie]

Does anyone else lie awake at night before they fall asleep, thinking about how much they want to cuddle up with a Newsie?

❤️🗞️

[willowistic22]

Newsies as songs from Taylor Swift’s Midnights (3am edition)

I’ve been obsessed since I heard the album and will associate the newsies to each song. No i will not explain why certain songs fits them personally bcs i'm too lazy and I feel that it's very self explanatory lol. Also if you have no clue what Midnights is then (dis)respectfully you live under a rock:D

Jack Kelly: Dear Reader

Davey Jacobs: Labyrinth

Crutchie: Karma

Katherine Pulitzer: Lavender Haze

Sarah Jacobs: Vigilante Shit

Racetrack Higgins: Anti-Hero

Albert DaSilva: Snow On The Beach

JoJo De La Guerra: Mastermind

Finch Cortez: You’re On Your Own, Kid

Buttons Davenport: Midnight Rain

Mush Meyers: Paris

Kid Blink: Sweet Nothing

Specs: Maroon

Romeo: Glitch

Sniper: Question…?

Smalls: High Infidelity

Mike: Bejeweled

Ike: Would’ve, Could’ve, Should’ve

Spot Conlon: The Great War

Hotshot: Bigger Than The Whole Sky

Elmer: Hits Different

[ao3feed-newsies]

Newsies oneshots/headcannons

by, Blinkstaymidzy by Blinkstaymidzy Many random newsies oneshots/head cannons You can request any ship! I will not do any Les romantic parings and will not do x reader.(sorry) I will do fluff and smut. Words: 1173, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English Fandoms: Newsies!: the Musical - Fierstein/Menken, Newsies - All Media Types, Newsies: The Broadway Musical! (2017) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Underage Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi Characters: David Jacobs, Jack Kelly (Newsies), Les Jacobs, Sarah Jacobs (Newsies), Katherine Plumber Pulitzer, Racetrack Higgins, Spot Conlon, Albert DaSilva (Newsies), Finch (Newsies), Specs (Newsies), Romeo (Newsies), Smalls (Newsies), Mush Meyers, Elmer (Newsies), Henry (Newsies), JoJo (Newsies), Tommy Boy (Newsies), Kid Blink, Buttons (Newsies), Sniper (Newsies), Mike (Newsies), Ike (Newsies), Morris Delancey, Oscar Delancey, Crutchie (Newsies), Myron (Newsies), Hot Shot (Newsies) Relationships: Sarah Jacobs/Katherine Plumber Pulitzer, David Jacobs/Jack Kelly, Spot Conlon/Racetrack Higgins, Albert DaSilva/Racetrack Higgins, Albert DaSilva/Finch (Newsies), Spot Conlon/Albert DaSilva/Racetrack Higgins, Finch/Tommy Boy (Newsies), Romeo/Specs (Newsies) read : https://ift.tt/QNvgz42 - December 03, 2023 at 06:59PM

[papas-fanfictioneria]

Characters/topics I’m willing to do

Topics: no smut, no s3xual abu$e or p3dophilia or anything like that. I will do like you’re their sibling or kid or whatever but nothing s3xual

Characters:

(If you don’t see one under a category feel free to ask. You can also ask for another category if it isn’t there)

The sandlot

Benny Rodriguez

Yeah-Yeah McClennan

Scotty Smalls

Newsies

(Everybody in the Newsies Live style except the last 5)

Jack Kelly

Davey Jacobs

Albert DaSilva

Racetrack Higgins

Crutchie Morris

Elmer Kaprzak

Romeo

Finch Cortez

Jojo De La Guerra

Buttons

Spot Conlon

Mush

Kid Blink

Skittery

Bumlets

In The Heights

Usnavi De La Vega

Sonny De La Vega

Vanessa

Nina Rosario

Benny

Marvel

Tony Stark

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes

Peter Parker

Natasha Romanoff

Wanda Maximoff

Bruce Banner

Loki Laufeyson

Thor Odinson

Stephen Strange

Sam Wilson

Scott Lang

Clint Barton

Matt Murdock

Peter Quill

Les Miserables

Enjolras

Marius

Courferyac

Combferre

Grantaire

Feuilly

Gavroche

(I Can try to write the other Les Amis but I don’t know much about their personalities I’m sorry)

Eponine

Jean Valjean(I will only write with reader as his child, friend or sibling)

Javert (again I’m sorry I’ll only write reader as his child, friend or sibling)

Lord Of The Rings

Literally just ask I’ll tell you if I write for them

Uh if you didn’t see something you want here feel free to request I’m sorry if I don’t know who you’re talking about but I’ll try

(I’m too lazy to write out characters but I’ll write Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, Genshin, Ferris Bueller and some others too)

[theys-a-joke]

68 on the kiss prompts for albert x reader if u do that??

68: A Hoarse Whisper, Kiss Me

It was after one of the fights against the cops, right after they had stopped the wagons. Everyone was shouting, first because they were happy, then they were screaming. Screaming at the cops, screaming at each other. Everyone was trying to save everyone, but they couldn’t. You could hear the other newsies screaming at each other to get down and get to safety, but no one was listening. Especially you. You were running around trying to help people, helping who you could and protecting those you cared about. But there was one newsie that you hadn’t spotted yet despite seemingly running around everywhere. But you didn’t have time to worry about him.

Soon the fight was over, everyone, save Crutchie, had seemed to make it back to the lodging house. Everyone had scrapes and bruises that needed to be tended to, lost voices that needed to be recovered, and moral that needed to be brought up. But that could be done later, for now, everyone was resting. A lot of them fell asleep as soon as they got into bed. But there were a few still awake, you included. And because of your lack of sleep, you decided to take a walk. It was quiet outside, which seemed wrong after all the fighting and shouting. It was unsettling. While walking you heard, something. It sounded like someone was calling your name. You could hear the footsteps running up behind you and turned your head. You could hear the name a bit clearer and it turned out to be your name. And the person attempting to shout it was Albert. He eventually caught up to you and stopped you in your tracks.

“Where we’re ya durin the fight? I couldn’t find ya and I was worried!” He rasped.

“Youse was worried about me!? I barely saw youse during the fight! The only time Ise seen ya youse was fightin and gettin all banged up! And then ya disappeared! I thought youse got killed!” As much as you wanted to be angry at him, you were glad he was safe.

“Youse was worried about me?” His voice had turned into a whipser, barely audible.

“O’course ya nitwit! I love you!” There was a pause, the silence deafening.

“Kiss me.” He said, his voice on the verge of dying.

And you did. And you couldn’t believe it. Here you were, kissing Albert. A boy you had worried over for so long. A boy who had stolen your heart. And he was holding your face in his hands, your lips pressed together, his body warm and your hands in his hair. And as soon as it seemed to have started, it was over.

“I loves you too.”

[albertsbootayyy]

“His cheeks went redder than his hair” I love how this line is just in almost every Albert fanfiction it’s so adorable I just love it

[sl-newsie]

I luv Spot so much ❤️

[lucamoon22]

Are Youse An Angel? (Albert DaSilva x Fem!Reader) (Newsies)

A/n: hell yes :)

Summary: You needed newspapers for an art project, so you found the nearest newsie and bought... more than one pape, to say the least

Warnings: uhhh, none i think? probably some swearing somewhere in here, otherwise just pure fluff and happiness

Reader uses she/her pronouns, and is kind of a ditz. i just wanted some pure fluff ok?

Masterlist

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~3rd POV~

The sun was shining, the headline was boring, life was as good as it could be for Albert and the rest of the Newsies.

Albert, Race, and Elmer were in line to get their papes for the day, messin’ around with eachother and what not.

“Hey, Albert I bet you that you can’t sell 100 papes before the end of the day.” Racer said while punching Albert in the shoulder.

“Ooh! Ooh! I’ll tap in too!” Elmer said, fishing out coins from his pockets since they were close to the front.

“Alright bet.” Albert was sure he could do this.

~Skip to 11:50 am~

Ok it wasn’t going as well as he thought it would go, he had only sold 20 papes so far. It wasn’t a bad start, but it could’ve been better. Albert sighed and looked around to see if there were any selling opportunities.

That’s when a girl came around the corner, looking like she was in a rush and a little confused too, as if she’s never been in the neighborhood. Once she turned and saw Albert her face lit up. And, oh my god, Albert thought he was dreaming. She must have been an angel, no one could look that radiant. She had (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes that just seemed to sparkle. 

She walked up to him, and he could just melt right then and there with the smile she gave him.

“Hi, um, are you selling newspapers?”

“Well, yes I am, Gorgeous.”

She smiled shyly and looked down, “Um how many papers do you have left?”

Well that was an odd question, but he answered anyway, “About 80 papes if I counted right.”

“Ok! So c-can I buy all 80 of them?” She asked, looking up again and staring him right in the eyes, nervousness shown clearly in her eyes.

Albert was confused to say the least, what could she need 80 papes for even? How was she going to carry them back to... wherever she was going to? She definitely wasn’t a newsie trying to buy off from another newsie, her clothes were enough to show that.

“I- uh- Yeah, if you want all 80 then you should probably take the bag too, Miss.”

“Oh thank you so much! I promise I’ll return the bag back to you, what’s your name so I know who to return it to?”

“The name’s Albert.” Albert was too dazed to process much at that moment as he handed the girl his bag, this girl just bought 80 papes, fucking 80! 

“Ok, here’s your money, I think that should cover all of it, thank you so much Albert.” She said before she ran back the way she came.

Albert looked down into his hand and- holy shit. There in his hand sat a $5 bill. ‘Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod’ He made a bee-line for Jacobi’s, still processing what happened as he gripped onto the bill.

~At Jacobi’s~

Everyone was sitting peacefully, talking and what not.

“Hey, where’s Albert? He’s usually here before me and Les.” Davey said and went to sit with Jack, Crutchie, Race, Elmer, and Mush, with Les walking behind him.

“Well, Elmer and I bet him that he couldn’t sell 100 papes before the day ended so-” Before Race could finish what he was going to say, the aforementioned boy came barreling through the front doors.

“Guys! Guys! You won’t believe it! I’m RICH!” Now that caught everybodies attention, it’s not every day you have a newsie exclaim their rich at lunch hours. Jack pulled out a chair for Albert, the dude looked like he had ran from Brooklyn and back in the span of two minutes.

“Hey, you alright there Al? Davey could you get some water for him?” Davey nodded at Jack and went to get some water.

“Oh I’m better than alright.” The boy took a pause to breathe for a moment, he may be fast but in his excitement he tripped a few times and had to slow a bit.

“Dude you look redder than a tomato. Also where’s your bag and papes? Race said you bought 100 this morning?” Crutchie asked, worry shown clear on his face.

Davey came back with some water and Albert drank it gratefully. Davey sat back down and eyed Albert, wondering what the idiot did now.

After Albert finished the water he immediately told everyone what happened, and at the end of his story he showed the $5 bill to the group.

“Holy shit!”

“No way.”

Several exclamations were heard around the table, but all Albert could think of was that dazzling face of hers. A face and personality that caught his heart in less than five minutes.

“Damn it, we lost the bet.” Elmer pouted, not wanting to admit defeat. Race just smirked at Elmer and said, “I think the bet is the least of our worries. He looks like a lovestruck fool right now.”

And what Race said was absolutely true, the boy had flushed cheeks and a dopey grin on his face, just staring into nothing.

“Ok, come on Lover Boy, lets get you back to the Lodge.”

“Hm? Yeah, ok.”

“Oh, brother.”

~Later That Day~

Once everything had calmed down and all the Newsies were back at the Lodge, everyone just sat and talked, some playing card games, some upstairs sleeping, and some doing god knows what.

Albert, Race, Crutchie, and Jack were all sitting with eachother, talking and what not. All of a sudden a knock came from the front door.

“I got it!” Romeo went and opened up the door, and once he did he went almost slack jawed but managed to pull him self together. “Why hello there, Beautiful. May I help you?” Everyone quieted down and listened to what was happening.

“Um, actually, I’m looking for an Albert?” Oh my god, it was the angel, the dazzling girl who caught his heart. Once he heard her voice he bolted up and went to the door, lightly knocking Romeo out of the way.

“Oh! Albert, so you do live here, I was hoping my instincts were right, anyway uh- here’s your bag.” Albert took the bag out of her hands gently and looked at the bag. 

“Um, so you see some paint got splattered on it by accident so I thought I might as well try and make it look like they were supposed to be there, I’m really sorry, I shouldn’t have even-”

“It’s looks amazing, Gorgeous.” Albert inspected the bag and the newly painted design on it. It was of a city skyline- Manhattan’s skyline- with the sun setting in the back.

“I’m glad you like it.” She smiled and looked up into his eyes, which also looked up from the bag. Albert glanced behind and stepped out of the entrance while closing the door, trying to get some privacy with her.

“I never got to ask what your name was, or would you like me to keep calling you Gorgeous?”

She laughed and looked down, “My name is (Y/n), although Gorgeous doesn’t sound so bad either.”

“Well may I offer to take you out tomorrow? Just explore the city with me?”

“What time?”

“I could pick you up at noon?”

“So, it’s a date?”

“It’s a date.”

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i’m actually kind of proud of this one, hope you all like it, also my request box should be working? idk but it’s open for suggestions :)