#full on daddy-mode 🤭

[blkkizzat]

YAKUZA!TOJI X MILF!READER —aka toji on some joe goldberg bullshit

⟢ rating: mdni.18+ each episode will have its own ratings but general warnings— lactation kink, face riding, drugs (weed, alcohol, cigs), infidelity, yuji is sukuna x reader child, size-kink, milf kink, breeding kink, voyeurism, masturbation, dubcon/noncon, squirting, pussy talk, biting, creampies, obsessive tendencies, heavy manipulation, yandere, Toji in daddy and dad mode. this will be fem black reader coded as reader is foreigner and uses some aave but no other descriptors. ⟢ total run time: 𝟏𝟑.𝟒𝐤 of ? ⟢ opening theme: Rich Baby Daddy - Drake

⟢ subscriber access: tag request in comments, previous tag list from the teasers are already accounted for. ⟢ director's note: this fic is to celebrate my year of having this account! literally this is the first fic i thought of and wanted to write and have been working on it since nov'23. so full circle moment fr! i hope you enjoy it. ⟢ executive producers: special thanks to @littlemochabunni, @ryomens-vixen, @yung-notorious and @buttercupblu143 for helping me beta this and bounce off ideas and listen to me be crazy for the past 9-10 months about this fic 🥹.

꒰ disclaimer: this is a plot-driven eventual smut fic and is told mostly in Toji POV through flashbacks until the end of episode 3. so if you stick with me i promise you a freak nasty pay off in episode 4 💕🤭. the build up makes it 100x better, trust~ ꒱

🎬 𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓—

🎞️ 𝐒𝟏 𝐄𝟏: ❝ I STILL GOT SOME LOVE DEEP INSIDE OF ME, PLEASE DRAG IT OUT OF ME ❞

⟢ Reflecting on the last 3 months of meeting you during a time of organizational unrest, how did casual desire turn into a sinister obsession for a deadly yakuza assassin like Toji Fushiguro? It's your fault though, as a new resident of the yakuza luxury high-rise, The Nursery—shoulda known better than to have smiled that brightly at a single-dad widower, mamas. episode run time: 𝟒.𝟕𝐤

🎞 ️𝐒𝟏 𝐄𝟐: ❝ POPPIN' MY SHIT COME WITH CONSEQUENCES, POST NUT CLARITY I CAME TO MY SENSES ❞

⟢ With tensions in the organization at an all-time high and a traitor still on the loose, everyone is on edge. Fortunately, Toji has been watching over you for weeks, especially since Sukuna has been even less attentive. But when Toji notices you making a new friend—a potential lifeline apart from him—can he keep his jealousy in check? Just how far will Toji go to have you all to himself? episode run time: 𝟖.𝟕𝐤

🎞 ️𝐒𝟏 𝐄𝟑: ❝ WE FROM TWO DIFFERENT WORLDS BUT IT'S A MATCH TO ME ❞

⟢ Forced to make difficult choices this past week, it's becoming increasingly clear Sukuna's loyalties lie more with the organization than you. But of course, as chance would have it, Toji is there to console you when you have no one. Who needs Sukuna, friends, or anyone else when you have Toji? Toji can see the cracks forming in your resolve—but when he pushes, will you still be able to resist his charms? Or will you crumble in his hands? episode run time: ⩇⩇:⩇⩇

🎞️ 𝐒𝟏 𝐄𝟒: ❝ JUST SAY GOODBYE TO HIM, THEN TAKE THE RIDE TO ME, RIDE TO ME ❞

⟢ Circumstances align and you're practically served on a platter to Toji, he takes this as the prime opportunity to finally claim you as his. Toji deserves you. You know this though, so he won't have to do a thing—you'll come to him all on your own like a good sexy lil' milf won't you, mamas? Nevermind about your world falling apart around you—Toji has already made all of the arrangements to see that you and Yuji are taken care of. episode run time: ⩇⩇:⩇⩇

🎬 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓—

🎞️ 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝟎 𝐄𝟏: ❝ WANNA STICK AROUND FOR THE RIDE? BABY HOLD ON TIGHT ❞ AKA "DON'T DROP THE PANCAKES"

Prequel/Standalone. Yakuza!Sukuna x Exchange Student!Reader. ⟢ Moving to a foreign country for school ain't all sunshine and rainbows—especially when your student status prevents you from acquiring legitimate employment. Good thing a friend of a friend has a connect for under-the-table work. Although, being a topless maid for a ruthless yakuza leader wasn't on your bingo card for your new life abroad—especially when you end up pregnant. episode run time: ⩇⩇:⩇⩇

©𝐛𝐥𝐤𝐤𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐚𝐭 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐟𝐱, 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞.

[belit0]

ahh, i just found out tobirama was about 40 when he became hokage! which makes him even hotter🤭. can you do a hokage tobirama and his young pregnant shy wife meeting his family and like people around the village

I need to EXPLICTLYYYY know where you got that information from bc confirming that he was a daddy brings a different flavor to his character🫠❤️‍🩹

For clarification purposes: Madara is blind in this piece. Hashirama healed Izuna before he died, under Madara's acceptance of peace, and Aniki never took his younger brother's eyes, preferring to go blind rather than steal his sight.

No one dares to look him in the eye, let alone question the possessive hand that won't let go of (Y/N)'s hips. Her belly is too prominent to deny the situation, but no one is used to seeing the current Hokage with his wife.

Senju Tobirama devoted himself to hiding the woman he promised as a bride, unable to tolerate stares at her and unfortunate comments. Both men and women would send lust and desire toward her, and he would have no way to stop them all. What better remedy than to shelter (Y/N) until his ownership is undeniable?

Tobirama can be quite capricious.

The man even went as far as not allowing his own older brother to meet her, Hashirama himself excluded from the equation. To think that the former Hokage could betray his younger brother like that was ridiculous to everyone, but it wasn't about lust with him. No.

Tobirama hid (Y/N) because he refused to lose the one ray of light in his life (after Anija's solar shower, of course). His past is made up of death and disappointment, built as an unfeeling weapon of war by his father, robbed of the ability to empathize with anyone until the creation of Konoha.

His wife brought a peace he didn't know he needed into his life, a breath of fresh air even as nations struggled to not cooperate with peace, freedom among so much horror and suffering. (Y/N) showed him that life could be spent out of survival mode, that he could relax for sleep and accept another person into his bed without danger.

Having found what he always sought without knowing it, Tobirama could not afford to lose it.

Keeping her away from everything and everyone (beyond his possible jealousy) was also composed by the need to protect her, to remove her from the spotlight that inevitably comes with being the Hokage's future wife, to prevent her from being used against him. The albino's attitudes were based on affection, but now that (Y/N) is round with his creation, full of him, he can't help but proudly display her.

He strolls through the market streets with his head held high and his wife tightly in his grip, shooting hostile glances at anyone who looks at them for more than five minutes at a time. Of course he expects people to be surprised, but he doesn't want her to end up with the evil eye either.

"Hokage-Sama! Here, here!" shouts a little old lady from his favorite food stall. He can't ignore people from his village, those who trust him, and comes up to her stall to give her a smile unbecoming of Tobirama. "You look very happy, Hokage-Sama!"

"Ah... how could a man not be, having such a beautiful woman by his side?" And (Y/N) blushes, waving slightly at the little old lady and trying to hide the redness of her cheeks behind the sleeve of her yukata.

The elderly woman smiles, and hands them both a small package of food without accepting anything in return, "here, here, take this, enjoy life!" She practically pushes them out of her stall, and they resume walking to the point they agreed on with Hashirama.

People stare and stare at them, some even dare to congratulate the Hokage, give him blessings, ask if he could feel how many children are there. Some inquiries make him uncomfortable, and with just a blunt look he gets rid of those prying eyes.

They receive more gifts along the way, offerings of love and respect, food and decorations, townspeople declaring their eagerness to meet the Hokage's offspring. Tobirama would not expect to have interacted with so many people in such a short distance, and his social battery is noticeably drained, squeezing (Y/N) more and more protectively against his body.

By the time they reach Hashirama's house, the Hokage no longer wants anything to do with anyone.

"Ayoooooo! Tobi! You made it!" his older brother waits for them sitting at the door, like a little kid waiting for his dad to come home from work. The problem is, Hashirama is not a child, and not little one either. He pounces on the two, wrapping his arms around them and pressing their faces to his chest, invasive and effusive as always but enhanced by (Y/N)'s presence.

"Aaaa! (Y/N)! Finally released from your confinement! It's so beautiful to finally meet you!" Anija lets go of him, only to squeeze her separately, give her kisses on the crown of her head and clench her cheeks like a grandmother. Yes, Hashirama could be compared to a grandmother. "Have you looked... I mean, in there? See what's in there? We could ask Izuna to-"

"No."

"But-"

"No. It's a surprise." Tobirama pulls (Y/N) out of his arms, and hugging her enters the house he knows by heart. He heads straight for the courtyard, where he knows Hashirama (who comes behind him with his head down and feigning sadness) enjoys afternoons of tea.

Of course, he does not expect the surprise his brother has prepared for him there.

The whole clan, the whole damn family is gathered around a huge table, different from the one Anija prefers for his solitary lunches. Sitting in the two main seats, the Uchiha brothers, who have no business in a Senju house, full of Senju men and women.

Is this what peace looks like? Graphically represented? Tobirama wants to vomit.

"TOBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" He is greeted by his entire family as a whole, and the elders soon hover over both of them. Females kidnap (Y/N) to shower her with questions and love, all a carbon copy of how Hashirama behaves but boosted to the tenth.

The albino is also abducted, but by the young men and his older brother, who seems to have regained his cheerfulness. They sit him down in front of the Uchiha brothers, and it's like sending a cow to the slaughter.

"Tobi Tobes... I didn't know your family called you like that, neither that your wife was SO pregnant... He hides too many things from us, right Aniki?" Izuna starts, as usual, not missing a chance to poke him with whatever comes in front of him.

"Hm."

"How many children do you have there? 3? She's... prominent!"

"Get my wife out of your mouth before I make you remember why the war existed in the first place." It's a blunt threat, and the young men around him tense up. Peace is old at this point, but the habits of a life that no longer exists are hard to forget.

"He's joking! Yes, yes, he's kidding! No tobi?" Hashirama tries to disperse the waters, and it works, at least with those who don't know them inside out. Madara knows what's coming, and so does he somehow.

"You want me to see how many are there? With the Sharingan, I mean... it's not like I actually want to get inside-"

"Izuna. Enough." Aniki tries, and succeeds until the albino glares at his little brother.

"Madara... you're blind, but if only could you see the size of that woman's belly..."

"IZUNA!" This time it's Hashirama, who gets indignant every time the Uchiha speaks so lightly about his brother's eye condition. Maybe it's the way they both have of cooperating with the situation, but it's still terrible in his ears.

The Uchiha leader chuckles under his breath, and it's all the validation Izuna needs to go on.

"So, what do you say, Tobi Tobes, want to check it out?" and before he can activate his Dōjutsu, two huge branches stop them both. Tobirama, who was in the process of pulling out a kunai and jumping to his throat, is imprisoned in his seat. Izuna, about to reveal the mystery the couple wanted to keep, has a huge trunk wrapped around his head in the eye area.

"Fuck you."

"Fuck you too."

"Fuck all of you guys." And everyone turns around in surprise, because this time it's (Y/N) doing the talking. She puts a hand on her husband's shoulder, dodging the wood on him, and gives a pleasant smile to the Uchiha brothers. "We'll find out how many children are here at the time of delivery, for the time being, I appreciate your efforts, Lord Izuna."

[writingforstraykids]

Ohh please I'm begging for Chan x Jeongin with a daddy kink🙏🏻🙏🏻💌

Pairing: Chanin | Jeongchan (mention of Seungmin in the end👀)

Word Count: 1404

Warnings/Tags: smut, soft!dom!chan, needy!sub!innie, daddy!kink, praising, begging, dry-humping

A/N: I'm so happy more of you have requested Chan x Jeongin, I'm starting to love them🤭💕

Part of the 💌 event. More here

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Chan was sitting on their sofa, working on a few new songs. It was his day off but he just wanted to add some finishing touches to them before enjoying his break. All of the others were gone, busy working, and he felt a little guilty for sitting around at home. Well, almost all of the others. Their maknae was sitting at the other end of the sofa, scrolling through his phone and sighing softly from time to time. Chan could imagine what was bothering him and decided not to ask. Jeongin knew he could ask if he needed some special attention. 

Chan glanced over at him for a moment and bit back a smile. He was cuddled up beneath a blanket, wearing a sweater of Chan, hair still adorably ruffled up from his nap earlier. He reached over and gently rubbed his thigh, only parted by the blanket and the fabric of his pants. “Doing alright, Innie?”

“Mhm,” he hummed and kept scrolling, stopping as another edit of Chan in his Christopher mode popped up. He watched, intrigued, as Chan rolled his hips, pulled up his shirt, and poked out his tongue as he put his abs on display. “God,” he breathed out. 

“Huh?” he asked, not really paying attention. If he would've he would see the blush creeping up his friend's neck, the need filling his eyes and making him shiver. 

“Nothing,” he muttered and pretended to change his position on the sofa but, in reality, shuffled down his pants and boxers. He quickly shoved his fingers into his mouth as Chan didn't look before reaching down between his legs beneath the blanket. He gently eased a finger into his hole and choked on a moan, trying to cover it up with a cough. 

Chan pretended not to notice and kept on working. He knew that Jeongin had a hard time keeping his mouth shut and would be begging before he knew it. He gave him another few minutes, and glancing over, his head had dropped back against the armrest, eyes fluttering suspiciously. He was biting his lower lip hard and subtly moved his hips, meeting his fingers. He kept his gaze back on his laptop and laughed. “You know, if you're fucking your fingers to the sight of me, the least you can do is let me hear.”

Jeongin’s eyes widened, and he flinched as Chan closed his laptop and pulled the blanket off his body. “Hyung,” he whimpered at his exposure. 

Chan smiled at the sight of him, pants barely shoved down enough to get access. His hand was buried four fingers up until his knuckles were inside of him, and his dick was leaking against his stomach. “Feeling needy?”

“Daddy, please,” he moaned, pushing back on his fingers.

“Oh, that needy already,” he smirked and gently rubbed his hands down his bare thighs. “Needy little baby Innie,” he said fondly. 

He huffed in frustration, and his eyes got teary. “Need you. Please. Need you so bad,” he whimpered. 

“Yeah?” he asked gently, and Jeongin nodded eagerly. 

“Hurts, daddy,” he whimpered, and Chan soothingly fondled his stomach, collecting the precum and wrapping his hand around his dick. “Need you so bad, wanna feel full, wanna be good for you. Needed you all day but you were busy working.”

“Shh, daddy's here now, okay?” Chan said soothingly and leaned down, planting a kiss on his forehead. “Now relax, okay, let me help you out.”

Jeongin nodded and carefully pulled his fingers out, whimpering at the loss. “Daddy,” he whined and reached out for him. 

Chan sat back into his prior spot and lifted him into his lap, kissing him calmingly. He rubbed his sides, planting tiny kisses all over his face. “I got you, baby boy.”

Jeongin held onto him tightly, burying his face in his shoulder. “M’so needy, it's embarrassing,” he whines, blushing heavily. Even now, he can't stop himself from grinding down against him. “Woke up hard, but everyone was gone already and I couldn't find you either. Tried my toy but you feel so much better,” he rambled on. 

“You're so cute,” he whispered adoringly and rubbed his lower back, slipping his hand beneath his shirt. “Such a needy little baby.”

“Only for you,” he breathed out, and Chan knew that was true. Their youngest hadn't been messing around with anyone else. Chan had been his first and stayed his only, which explained the soft spot he had for him. “Only for daddy.”

Chan smiled softly and kissed his cheek. “Good boy.” He gently patted his hips before shuffling down his own pants and stroking himself a few times. “Wait, I haven't got any lube.”

Jeongin reached into the pocket of his pants. “Here, I didn't want to waste time,” he admitted, and Chan laughed before spreading some on his hand. He gently eased his fingers into him, checking if he was ready. Jeongin whimpered deliciously and pressed right back. 

“Okay, relax for me, yeah?” he said gently and covered his dick in lube before pushing into him slowly. 

Jeongin pushed back eagerly, sinking down on him a little too fast and crying out in pain as the stretch got too much. 

Chan's grip on his hips got firm. “Hey, look at me,” he said gently, and he did, eyes teary, cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. “I know you're needy, baby, but don't hurt yourself. We have all the time you need, and I won't stop until you're fully satisfied, yeah?”

“O-Okay,” he stammered. “I'm sorry.”

“It's all good,” he promised and connected their lips to a kiss, gently rolling his hips and helping him sink down on him. 

A hot tear slipped down his cheek as he finally felt full. “Thank you, daddy. It feels so good,” he rambled, and Chan giggled softly. Chan started kissing down his neck lovingly, smiling as the younger gripped his hair. “Please, can you mark me up? Make me yours?”

Chan melted at this simple request. “You're mine. My pretty baby boy,” he promised and sank his teeth into his skin, biting down and sucking a loving mark.

Jeongin purred above him, riding him eagerly. Sweet little moans and whimpers left his lips and grew in pitch and volume. They mixed with Chan's muffled groans against his lips as he enjoyed the rough, fast pace his baby was setting. Chan choked on his breath as Jeongin seemed to have managed to drag his prostate along his dick, crying out in pure bliss. “Fuck, Channie, daddy, please, right there,” he babbled, and Chan took over, pounding into him forcefully. 

Chan watched as he turned into a begging, rambling, crying mess above him. He started praising him, telling him how good he was, how beautiful, how sweet, and Jeongin melted into a puddle. 

“Daddy's good boy?” he moaned out needily. 

“Daddy's best boy,” Chan assured him, and Jeongin all but sobbed. “Gosh, you're emotional today,” he said adoringly, watching his head fall back, eyes rolling back and grip growing tight. 

“Da-Daddy,” he sobbed. “Close, so close, please.”

“Yeah, wanna cum? Make a mess of daddy and cum all over me?” he asked, and Jeongin whimpered in response. 

“Please, daddy, I've been good, please, please,” he chanted, and Chan gently squeezed his hips, giving him permission. 

“Cum for daddy, pretty baby,” he told him, and Jeongin tensed up, releasing thick ropes of cum all over him as he came with a shout of Chan's name. 

Chan buried his face in his chest as he followed shortly after and kept pounding into him needily. “Fuck, such a good boy for daddy, so so good,” he told him as Jeongin kept on sobbing his name. 

“Don't stop,” he whimpered through sobs, still longing for more. “Please don't stop, daddy.”

Someone dropped a bag, making them both flinch and stare up in shock. “Seriously? Without me?” Seungmin pouted at them. “Daddy?” he asked, his pout growing even wider. 

“Hey, puppy,” Chan smiled mischievously, grunting softly as Jeongin was still moving. “Wanna join daddy and his good little boy?” he asked, and everything happened at once. Seungmin's lips parted with an obscene moan, and he dropped onto his knees right where he was. Jeongin came a second time, hard, burying his face in his shoulder with a shout before whimpering ‘daddy’ and Seungmin's name. Chan watched them, a little stunned, before smirking softly. “Well, come here then, pup.”

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[pahtoosh]

strugglin’ (Steve edition)

masterlist

18+

wc: ~270 words

warnings: a bit of negative self talk(but your dada is here to fight those demons!)

a/n: no I do NOT want to talk about my other wips. instead I will post the two headcanons I wrote during my physics lecture🤭 lee’s edition is coming next! I wanna write one for one of my buckies but I’m not sure how to go about it so if you have any ideas let me know!

pairing: steve rogers x gn!little!reader

summary: Dada!Steve with a little who’s struggling in school🥺

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he goes full teacher mode

just give him the name of the subject or specific unit you’re dealing with and before you know it, he’s got your textbook open and he’s taking notes the old fashioned way

he sits you down and explains everything so clearly

you feel bad because all he did was read your textbook and he figured it out right away. why couldn’t you do that?

but of course your Dada won’t let those negative thoughts make you feel like anything less than the smart baby he knows you are

he explains that you’re taking multiple classes and learning so many new things at once!

Steve gets to come in with a fresh and clear mind, so he can decipher some of the information faster

he gives you some tips for clearing your mind and taking good notes

on the next unit, you still struggle a bit but now you have the confidence and energy to figure it out by yourself!

within a couple of study sessions, you’ve understood the concept well enough to teach it to someone

you tell your Dada what you accomplished and he’s so proud of you!

he gets a little teary eyed when you mention using the tips he gave you

Steve as the daddy of a student would be so hands on!

he asks you about what you’re learning and loves it because he gets to learn so many new things from you!

he would also keep a calendar of all your big assignments so he knows not to plan anything that day/week and so he can prepare a treat for you after!

[dichromaticdyke]

Is the princess thing that skwisgaar is a princess/pillow princess/toki's princess/my princess/the most perfect princess of beautiful girl town? 👸🏼✂️

hehe yes definitely! but also 🤭 nsfw/suggestive beneath the cut

what @god-impeaching-dj and i are really invested in is the idea that skwisgaar calls toki daddy and toki calls skwisgaar princess. and it’s literally like a pavlovian response for skwisgaar. she could be going absolutely IN on toki for not practicing or being sloppy or whatever, and all toki has to do is say something like “cmon princess you don’t means dat~” and like a fucking light switch skwisgaar is like “sorries daddies didn’t means it 🥺” like goes full subspace horny mode for her fhdhfhshdhd toki abuses the hell out of it. and skwisgaar KNOWS it’s a problem, as soon as she snaps out of it, she goes to twinkletits to “un-pavlovs” her. it’s not working.

[trippinsorrows]

Ok first of all, Ari look! Daddy is doing M&G 😭🥺🥵

https://x.com/_RomansLegacy/status/1856792888564486307?t=bx083C4QApMw12hZzPfRyA&s=19

And now, do you think Roman will dress like Joe when he's full on papa mode? 🤭 cause idk I picture Roman as always looking put together, like nothing fancy for the day to day but yk always ready for business, but theeeen imagine, Sunday morning, the house is a mess, Solana is nursing babygirl #7, he needs to drop the twins somewhere and little Roro wants to stop at the supermarket, do you think he would pull some infamous shorts like those in the picture? ��

i just wanna know why none of you fake ass bitches put me onto this! could have canceled my clients real fast to be wherever daddy is 😭😭😭😭

and honestly, yes. i can see him throwing on whatever is near, clean and available. usually some black joggers and a shirt or hoodie. the classic dad outfit roman spotting at these meet and greets too lmao

like for work, he's dressed appropriately, but when it comes to dad life, with all them kids, it is what it is. cause during solana's pregnancies, when she's away, if she's not feeling well, of she's on strike, things get even crazier cause everything is awry.

koa and kai hacking into the neighbors wifi. tama on his daddy about that damn aston martin. lina and leya getting packages every damn hour on the hour. and baby girl roro trying to convince him into getting her a sloth, cause she love those damn things from zootopia 😭😭😭😭

thus, his outfits as he's just trying to get the younger kids to school or practice on time is the last thing on his mind 🫠🫠🫠

[charliemwrites]

Whilst everyone is talking about their oc's 🤭 Mine is lowk a thinly veiled self insert who I'm desperate to write💕

Her callsign is Houdini, because of her innate ability to get in and out of high security places without being noticed. She's absolutely tiny, like 5ft nd 100lbs wet through, hence doesn't necessarily have an advantage strength wise, but her subtlety is what gets her recognised. She's easily able to get in and out of tough situations, retrieving hard drives, folders or people with important information in order to help her coworkers.

She's like utterly feral when she's not in full, hyperfixated work mode though, can't sit still, eyes twitching and ears perking up at every little sound. Literally can't even sit through a short briefing without some keys to fidget with or some kind of stress ball.

Very snarky until she's w/ her teammates whom she adores and totally looks up to because daddy issues!!! yay!!

I think I just read and reblogged Houdini’s character profile and I love her! I love a feral baby! I love the idea of the entire squad carrying toys around for her to play with while they have to do boring stuff

[zenlesszonezero]

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[seitmai]

Obviously many thoughts

Bradley held his phone up for you to take a look. The alarm was titled My wife is exactly 6 weeks postpartum. You rolled onto your side, cackling with laughter. "It's not funny, Baby Girl. I've been waiting for this moment for a long time." He snuggled under the covers and said, "I'm ready to get my world rocked whenever you feel like rocking it, so you just let me know."

After 6 weeks on the dot he is ready to get rocked 🤭😅

Your words were accompanied by your hand sliding lower, and Bradley grunted your name. "Are you serious?" It was late, but he was already in the mood, cock getting hard as you nudged him with your knee. "Please be serious." He swore your voice was the hottest thing he'd ever heard as you whispered, "I'm serious," before slipping your hand inside his boxer briefs. He was bouncing against your palm, eager for your touch, and of course you didn't disappoint. Your fingers wrapped around his cock as you gasped. "You're really ready to go."

This is probably one of the best moments in his life lol

Six weeks didn't seem so bad in theory. He'd been separated from you for longer lengths of time for deployments in the past, but this had been so much worse. You were always right in front of him in various states of undress with milk dripping from your tits. How was he supposed to be normal now?

He probably hasn't been normal in a while with his tits fixation 😂🤭

He opened his eyes to find you perched atop him with an apprehensive look on your face while his cock was buried deep in your pussy. "There's a strong possibility I'm going to finish in less than a minute. Just putting that out there right now."

Haha horny Bradley is so funny and cute at the same time

You shrugged and asked, "But does it feel good?" God, he wanted to reassure you that you were still the only thing he needed, but all he could do was guide you along slowly with his hands gripping your hips and moan, "Your pussy feels like heaven." Instantly, your mouth was on his neck, sucking a mark into his skin as you bounced up and down on his cock. "Oh, fuck!"

My heart breaks that she is so self-conscious but Bradley is truly doing his best at reassuring and you can fell that he truly means it

"Wow. That was fast. You're never like this after a long deployment." He knew he was blushing as he grunted, "I tried to warn you. Deployments are different somehow." He ran his nose along your cheek and whispered, "It's like, I've got some residual anger in my veins when I return home after they kept me away from you for so long. But after Rosie was born, it was all pure happiness. Nothing was going to hold back that orgasm, no matter what I did. You've been here with me the whole time, tempting me with little snacks like blowjobs and riding my leg, but I couldn't have the whole fucking meal until now."

That is honestly the cutest freaking reason 🥹🥰

"I hear you, loud and clear," you told him, crossing that item off the shopping list immediately. "Then I guess I should fill my prescription for birth control." Bradley lifted Rose a little higher and zoomed her around again before he said, "Only if you want to."He dipped Rose down almost to the floor before lifting her back up again and kissing her cheek. "We had sex about ten times in the past two days. I can just keep pulling out." Your silence eventually had him turning to look at you as he cradled the baby against his chest. "What?" "That's just a ticking time bomb, Bradley. I'll pick up the pill tomorrow after work."

Lol he is ready for the risk and already ready for another baby 😂 he is in full dilf mode and wants zoom around a baby like a plan on each arm

Maybe he wasn't the only one with the lactation kink. You threaded your fingers in his hair, tugging softly and whispering, "You're such a good daddy," until you were aching with need as his mouth grew more demanding. You held out as long as you could while he drained you, but eventually you whimpered his name, and he met your gaze.

🤭😏🤤

"I'm almost thirty-eight," he replied, voice raspy from sleep. "I'm definitely too old to be having sex on the bathroom floor." "You didn't complain about it at all last night when it was happening."

Perfect answer haha

Then it really hit him that his daughter would be in daycare all day instead of with you. Once she was dressed, he picked her up and snuggled her against his chest as tears burned his eyes. Maybe it would be better if he called in sick today instead of having her start daycare the same day you went back to your lab. He felt strangely guilty about someone else playing with her all day.

Rose is ready for daycare but not Bradley

Rose was just snuggling up for her post breakfast nap as he said, "I'm thinking about staying home today." "No," you said, voice firm. "I knew you were going to do this, and I love you very much for it, but we need to get into our new work routine, and that includes daycare for Rose."

Hahah iconic, she knows her husband and that she sometimes has to treat him a little bit like a toddler too 🤭

"Well... I need a sitter for some additional evenings, too." Her dark eyes were more vulnerable than usual. "Jer and I are moving in with Jake. And I need time to pack our things. I just decided yesterday."

Ahhh yes!!👏🏻🥳

By lunchtime, you were so antsy to see what Rose was up to, you were practically running toward the daycare building with your sandwich in your hands. If you ate while you checked on her, you'd be able to make it back in time for your group meeting. But someone else was rushing for the double doors at the same time, and you bumped into a firm body. "I'm so sorry," you said, looking up at him before bursting into laughter when you recognized your own husband.

Hahaha that was to be expected

"Do you want to put her in the stroller?" the woman who ran the program asked him, but he shook his head. "I like holding her," he whispered, giving Rose one more kiss before picking up the diaper bag and stroller in his free hand.

If it would be up to Bradley he would never put her down

He leaned down for another kiss, making you smile before he said, "She and Jeremiah came to their senses, and they're leaving Jake?" "No! They're moving in with him!" "That poor woman," Bradley muttered, wrapping his arms around you just as Jake drove past, flipping him off before waving. "She could do so much better."

Hahaha I know he is being silly but it's still so funny because he probably is happy for Cat and Jer too 🥰 (and even Jake but he would never admit that lol)

Aim for the Sky Part 20 | Rooster x Reader

Summary: Bradley's patience pays off in the form of finally getting to be intimate with his wife. Neither of you quite know how to handle Rose's first day of daycare, and a simple email reminds him of something long forgotten.

Warnings: Fluff, angst, adult language, lactation kink, smut, DILF Roo

Length: 3700 words

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female Reader

Aim for the Sky masterlist. This was written to accompany my series Is It Working For You? along with a bunch of my one-shots and other series, but it can be read on its own! Check my masterlist for the reading order.

When Bradley set the alarm on his phone for exactly six weeks after Rose was born, he meant it as a joke more than anything else. There wasn't a day where the two of you weren't both up between midnight and one in the morning, feeding and burping the baby so she could make it through the rest of the night. You were just pulling an old tee shirt over your lovely tits and getting back in bed when the alarm started blaring. 

"Wait, did we forget to do something?" you asked. "What's the alarm for?"

Bradley held his phone up for you to take a look. The alarm was titled My wife is exactly 6 weeks postpartum. You rolled onto your side, cackling with laughter. 

"It's not funny, Baby Girl. I've been waiting for this moment for a long time." He snuggled under the covers and said, "I'm ready to get my world rocked whenever you feel like rocking it, so you just let me know."

Bradley held out his arm so you could get cozy and curl up on his chest, and you were there in an instant. But your hand was resting lower on his abs than usual. His eyes were closed when he felt your lips ghost along his cheek on their way to kiss him. "Why not right now?"

Your words were accompanied by your hand sliding lower, and Bradley grunted your name. "Are you serious?" It was late, but he was already in the mood, cock getting hard as you nudged him with your knee. "Please be serious." 

He swore your voice was the hottest thing he'd ever heard as you whispered, "I'm serious," before slipping your hand inside his boxer briefs. He was bouncing against your palm, eager for your touch, and of course you didn't disappoint. Your fingers wrapped around his cock as you gasped. "You're really ready to go."

Six weeks didn't seem so bad in theory. He'd been separated from you for longer lengths of time for deployments in the past, but this had been so much worse. You were always right in front of him in various states of undress with milk dripping from your tits. How was he supposed to be normal now?

He was sweating as he whispered, "I'm always ready to go for you." You met his gaze, licked your lips and leaned down to suck on his cock, but he had to stop you. He wouldn't last ten seconds in this state. "No, no, no, please," he rasped, tugging on you gently until you were straddling his waist and your lips were hovering over his. "I really want to feel your pussy."

Your lips brushed against his as you said, "Whatever you want, Roo," while his cock hung out of his underwear and tapped against your core. You ducked your head and rubbed your wetness against his tip as you murmured, "I just hope this still feels good for you."

Before he could respond, you guided yourself down around him, and he squeezed his eyes shut, colors dancing behind his eyelids. You bottomed out with your soft hands braced against his chest, and he had to hold you in place by your hips as he panted, "Holy shit." He opened his eyes to find you perched atop him with an apprehensive look on your face while his cock was buried deep in your pussy. "There's a strong possibility I'm going to finish in less than a minute. Just putting that out there right now."

You shrugged and asked, "But does it feel good?"

God, he wanted to reassure you that you were still the only thing he needed, but all he could do was guide you along slowly with his hands gripping your hips and moan, "Your pussy feels like heaven." Instantly, your mouth was on his neck, sucking a mark into his skin as you bounced up and down on his cock. "Oh, fuck!"

"I don't care how fast you cum," you whispered before licking his ear. "I just want it to be good for you."

The thing was, the worst day with you was still better than any day with anyone else, and sex was the same way. It was never not good. It was always what he wanted.

Just as he got one big hand on your ass and managed to roll you onto your back, he realized it was pretty much all over. He also reminded himself that a creampie was completely out of the question right now as he held your ankles up in the air and watched his cock slip in and out of your pussy while you giggled and moaned.

"Roo," you crooned softly, pulling that tee shirt up to reveal your enlarged tits, and Bradley had to yank himself free of your body with a snap of his hips. Barely in time, he jerked off onto your belly, and then you guided him closer by his shoulders and kissed him. "Wow. That was fast. You're never like this after a long deployment."

He knew he was blushing as he grunted, "I tried to warn you. Deployments are different somehow." 

You kissed him between his sentences and played with his hair. "How are they different?"

He ran his nose along your cheek and whispered, "It's like, I've got some residual anger in my veins when I return home after they kept me away from you for so long. But after Rosie was born, it was all pure happiness. Nothing was going to hold back that orgasm, no matter what I did. You've been here with me the whole time, tempting me with little snacks like blowjobs and riding my leg, but I couldn't have the whole fucking meal until now."

"You're ridiculous," you giggled as he moved lower down your body, smiling at his cum on your rooster tattoo.

"I actually thought that was a pretty good analogy," he whispered before kissing your clit, and your giggles immediately faded into a whimper. "Now let me have dessert."

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"Should we buy condoms?" you asked, making a shopping list on Sunday morning while Bradley flew Rose around the island like she was a fighter jet. You were heading back to work tomorrow, and Rose was starting daycare, and you wanted to have everything you'd need for the next week so you didn't have to keep running to the store.

Bradley paused and gave you a disgusted look. "Sweetheart. We don't use condoms. We used a condom exactly one time. The very first time we had sex. Since then, we haven't used condoms. Ever."

"It was just a suggestion," you said, holding up your hands in surrender.

"I don't want us to use condoms."

"I hear you, loud and clear," you told him, crossing that item off the shopping list immediately. "Then I guess I should fill my prescription for birth control."

Bradley lifted Rose a little higher and zoomed her around again before he said, "Only if you want to."

Now you were giving him a concerned look. "If you don't want to use condoms, then we need to do something."

He dipped Rose down almost to the floor before lifting her back up again and kissing her cheek. "We had sex about ten times in the past two days. I can just keep pulling out." Your silence eventually had him turning to look at you as he cradled the baby against his chest. "What?"

"That's just a ticking time bomb, Bradley. I'll pick up the pill tomorrow after work."

Then you spent the rest of the evening pumping and nursing Rose until it felt like your breasts were going to fall off. Bradley put her down in her crib while you packed two work lunches for the first time in what felt like ages. You got everything lined up on the counter for the morning, already a little antsy about running late for your first day back.

"You coming?"

Bradley was reaching for your hand as you plugged the iPad in on the counter so your parents could look at Rose essentially doing nothing and yet freak out about it over FaceTime for an hour tomorrow night.

"Yeah, I'm coming."

You thought he meant he was ready for bed, but he lured you into the bathroom where the tub was full and there were candles lit on the vanity.

"I thought we could take a bath together," he murmured, and you immediately started to undress. You hadn't taken a bath in months, and Bradley laughed as you practically dove into the water. He eased himself down into the tub with you, and you wrapped yourself around him. "So this was a good idea then?"

"The best idea," you sighed. "I missed this."

You could feel his lips on your forehead and hair as he stroked his rough fingers down your back beneath the water. "Are you excited to go back to work?"

"Mmhmm," you hummed. "Kind of missed Bickel and the lab, and I think I left a mess of folders on my desk that I forgot to clean up."

He was silent for a few seconds, the only sound was Tramp's claws tapping the tile as he walked around. "I'm a little nervous about Rose being in daycare."

"She'll be with Jeremiah," you reminded him. "I've heard so many good things about the daycare, Roo." You kissed along his Adam's apple and whispered, "But I love that you're nervous. You're such a good dad."

He groaned softly. "Just want my girls safe and happy."

"I just want my husband safe and happy."

Bradley tilted his head back and looked at you through narrowed eyes. He had his hands on your waist as he said, "I feel pretty safe right now. Happy, too. But you know what would make me even happier?"

Slowly, you eased your body away from his and straddled his hips beneath the water. "I think I do know," you whispered, reaching for his hands and guiding them up to your breasts. You were tired and sore, but his eyes positively lit up as he gave you a little squeeze.

A droplet of milk formed on your nipple as Bradley moaned, "You're too good to me." Then his lips met your nipple, swirling around as he sucked on you. 

Maybe he wasn't the only one with the lactation kink. You threaded your fingers in his hair, tugging softly and whispering, "You're such a good daddy," until you were aching with need as his mouth grew more demanding. You held out as long as you could while he drained you, but eventually you whimpered his name, and he met your gaze.

"Where are you going?" he asked as you started to stand, licking your lips.

All you told him was, "Get ready to pull out again," before the two of you ended up fucking on the bath mat on the floor.

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"Jesus," Bradley groaned when he climbed out of bed the next morning. His knees and back felt like he got hit by a bus as he watched you prance across the room as Rose started crying down the hall. "Fuck."

You straightened your glasses and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm almost thirty-eight," he replied, voice raspy from sleep. "I'm definitely too old to be having sex on the bathroom floor."

"You didn't complain about it at all last night when it was happening."

He watched you walk out of the room as he stretched. "Well, you got me there," he muttered to himself. A minute later, he wandered into the nursery where you were already feeding Rose, and he gave you both a kiss before going to the kitchen to start the coffee. He made you some avocado toast and inhaled a bowl of cereal, and then he burped the baby and got her dressed so you could eat.

"You're just so fucking cute," he whispered, kissing her bare belly as she cooed. "My god, you're adorable. You better behave for your first day of daycare. No flirting with all the little boys."

Then it really hit him that his daughter would be in daycare all day instead of with you. Once she was dressed, he picked her up and snuggled her against his chest as tears burned his eyes. Maybe it would be better if he called in sick today instead of having her start daycare the same day you went back to your lab. He felt strangely guilty about someone else playing with her all day.

"Bradley? You're not dressed yet."

You were standing in the doorway when he turned, and he was actually relieved to see you weren't wearing the maternity tent. "You look hot," he whispered, eyeing up your snug pants as you tucked your shirt in.

You groaned. "I need to lose like fifteen pounds. It looks lumpy." He wanted to argue with you, but you immediately said, "Get dressed so we aren't late."

Rose was just snuggling up for her post breakfast nap as he said, "I'm thinking about staying home today."

"No," you said, voice firm. "I knew you were going to do this, and I love you very much for it, but we need to get into our new work routine, and that includes daycare for Rose."

Bradley pouted as you pried the baby out of his hands and pushed him with your knee until he left the room. He got dressed and carried all of Rose's gear out to the red Bronco while you buckled her in. Then he buckled you in as well, and the three of you were on your way to base.

"I hate this," he muttered. "I should probably just retire."

"You can't," you told him calmly as he approached the guard gates. "You need another four years and two months to get your pension."

But you were all talk, because when the time came to actually leave Rose, you had tears in your eyes and one tracking along your cheek as you kissed her. Bradley wrapped both of you in a hug as you whispered, "Okay. I think you should retire, Roo."

He sighed and rubbed soft circles against your back as you finally let one of the daycare instructors take Rose, and then he silently walked you to your office door where you hugged him until he would almost certainly be late getting to the tower.

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"You're back," Cat said, voice laced with relief as you walked into the lab with your computer. 

"I'm back," you sighed. "Rose is in daycare."

To your extreme embarrassment, you started sobbing with your laptop slipping from your fingers. Cat took it and set it down on the counter and collected you in a hug, and you let yourself cry on her shoulder.

"I don't even know why I'm sad," you gasped. "I was looking forward to coming back to work."

"Mom hormones are stupid," Cat whispered. "And unpredictable. Just go with it."

So you did. You let yourself feel guilty and angry and confused until your tears tapered off. At least Bradley was feeling similarly today, and you knew it. Eventually you wiped at your cheeks on your own, but your breasts were already hurting again which made you realize Rose would need a bottle soon. You were sad you weren't the one who would be feeding her. You were going to have to pump in your office alone, and that made you even sadder.

"If there's an issue, someone from the daycare will call you," Cat said smoothly. "And you can always stop by at lunchtime to check on her."

You nodded and finally turned your computer on. "I know. It's just weird to be here when she's not."

"Try to enjoy the baby phase. Pretty soon you'll be looking for a reliable babysitter for nights and weekends just like I am," Cat murmured, sitting down next to you at her computer.

"Nope. I'm never going out again," you said, making her laugh. "What do you need a sitter for?"

She was silent for a few seconds, and you knew her well enough now to know you shouldn't press. You waited her out while you wiped your final stray tears away and entered your credentials into your computer. "I need someone to watch Jer for my promotion ceremony."

You gasped. "Lieutenant Commander?"

"Yeah. This Saturday."

"Why didn't you text me? We can watch him!"

"Well... I need a sitter for some additional evenings, too." Her dark eyes were more vulnerable than usual. "Jer and I are moving in with Jake. And I need time to pack our things. I just decided yesterday."

You had to stifle a scream as you gaped at her, wide eyed. This is exactly what Jake wanted, but you'd been afraid he'd never get it. He wanted the marriage, the step-dad duties, all of it, and this seemed like a step in that direction. But Cat was so stubborn, you forced yourself to remain calm right now. 

"Well, Lieutenant Commander Coleman, Bradley and I are available if you'd like to drop Jeremiah off at our house on Saturday."

"I'll keep that in mind," she muttered, typing away on her computer with a smile on her face.

By lunchtime, you were so antsy to see what Rose was up to, you were practically running toward the daycare building with your sandwich in your hands. If you ate while you checked on her, you'd be able to make it back in time for your group meeting. But someone else was rushing for the double doors at the same time, and you bumped into a firm body.

"I'm so sorry," you said, looking up at him before bursting into laughter when you recognized your own husband.

"You couldn't wait until the end of the day either?" he asked, ushering you inside, slightly out of breath.

"No," you confirmed, "I couldn't. Like I can't stop wondering what she's doing? And did she finish her bottles? Is she still hungry? Did she nap?"

Bradley groaned before kissing you hard on the lips. "That's exactly how I've been feeling all day."

When one of the daycare teachers opened the door and asked if she could help you with something, both of you blurted out at the same time, "We want to see our daughter."

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Bradley thought you both did pretty well today. You and he made it almost four hours before having to run over to check on Rose, and now he was taking the fastest shower he could in the locker room so he could go back and pick her up for the evening.

"There's my Nugget," he said with a sigh as soon as he picked her up from the play mat where she was having tummy time. He swore she smiled as soon as he kissed her soft cheek, and he snuggled her against his chest.

"Do you want to put her in the stroller?" the woman who ran the program asked him, but he shook his head.

"I like holding her," he whispered, giving Rose one more kiss before picking up the diaper bag and stroller in his free hand. You told him you'd meet him at the Bronco, so he very carefully made his way there with his daughter cradled in one arm. The parking garage was clearing out, and he set everything on the asphalt so he could unlock the doors.

He looked up when he heard your voice, only to find you running down the aisle toward Jake's car where the other man was also unlocking his doors. You threw your arms around him, and Jake caught you in his embrace. Bradley was not even slightly concerned at the high pitched screech you let out as he buckled Rose carefully into her car seat, wrapping his fingers around her tiny hand and giving her a little kiss.

Then he tossed everything else into the back and waited for you while he checked the messages on his phone. Most of the emails were just junk, but he did see an ad for Mother's Day.

"Oh. Shit." He hadn't celebrated that holiday since he was in high school. Other than signing whichever card you picked out for your own mom before you mailed it, he hadn't given the holiday any thought at all. And that was sad, because it was an important one. "Rosie, we need to do something special for Mommy," he muttered. "We can talk about it later, okay? Shh, here she comes."

"Roo!" you gasped, running for his arms the way you had Jake's, but unlike Jake, he got a kiss. "Guess what Cat told me today."

He leaned down for another kiss, making you smile before he said, "She and Jeremiah came to their senses, and they're leaving Jake?"

"No! They're moving in with him!"

"That poor woman," Bradley muttered, wrapping his arms around you just as Jake drove past, flipping him off before waving. "She could do so much better."

"Be nice, Bradley."

But he wasn't really listening any longer as you ran your hand down along his abs and patted the top of his gym shorts. Then suddenly your hand was gone as you climbed in the backseat with Rose and said, "I think I'll ride back here with her."

He took the seat belt from your hand and frowned. "Who's going to keep me company then?" But you ignored him in favor of the baby, and he couldn't blame you one bit.

"I missed you today," you told her, tickling her cheek as you leaned in to kiss her forehead, and Bradley buckled your seatbelt. When he started driving, you said, "Don't forget to stop at the pharmacy so I can pick up my birth control."

"Absolutely," he replied, relieved you seemed to have dropped the condom conversation. "And when we get home, we can test it out before I make dinner."

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He gets a max score for being eager, but he loses points for thinking he could handle the bathroom floor. I need him to make Mother's Day so special in the next chapter. Thanks @beyondthesefourwalls

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[casuallivi]

i love, love, loooove those littles hidden canon bonus in au: the shadowsinger, truth-teller, the shadows, the wolf, (I feel special finding them 🤭🤭) and Fenrys already in full wolf-daddy-mode, hasn't even married the girl yet but has the pack expansion planned! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

me, an empath, reading the title "The King's Bride" and thinking, "well, well, because Az is a King and she will be a King, nicely done bestie, 😏😏 i see what you did there" me, a blushing mess, realizing she is THE King's girl, all three of them… 😶😮😯😳🥺😔😌😏 me likey

The Kings’ Wife

Chapter 1 found here

Summary: 

The Kings of the NYC mob run an empire built on sin and greed. The stories Elain Archeron heard about the way they rule their underworld are enough to make her heart race. But those rumours have nothing on the truth.

Azriel, Ruhn, Fenrys. The three men who own Elain now. The head of this so-called kingdom and the two savages who enforce his wrath.

They made a peace deal with Elain’s family which came at a cost – her. A mafia princess gifted to them as a bride.

Will Elain become their plaything? Or their prize?

The war between the families might have ended with this union, but she is starting a battle of her own in her new family and in this dark and violent world.

Chapter 2

Mr. & Mrs.

Where’s my beloved where’s my beloved where’s my beloved WHERE is my beloved where is he where is MY beloved

The wedding was celebrated three weeks later. It was a grandiose affair, with over five hundred guests, and a security nightmare for everyone.

Azriel and Elain only saw each other once in those three weeks, and Azriel feared that the euphoria which he felt upon meeting her initially might have disappeared. That maybe, he was too excited for some reason, and it wasn’t real. Yes, there was instant attraction, but she wasn’t the first woman he was attracted to. It was a given that he would be drawn to her, because she was exquisite and that body…oof…it was knuckle-biting. Slender, but curvy, with fantastic tits, an even better ass, which begged to be caressed and was full enough for a nice firm grab, long legs with fleshy thighs, which Fenrys babbled on and on about day after day–dreaming of those thighs wrapped around his head. Preferably forever. As in “I would die in her pussy…”

But what if she was just a woman who Azriel was now going to have to marry and…

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