#i love u scaredy cat

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

happy october 13th! here's scribbles i did last year for the nieces and nephews, based off of Heather Franzen's Scaredy Cat comic

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

https://www.tumblr.com/owwllly/742785430735437824/softgirlgonehaywire-staryukis-dollsuguru?source=share

Ah, but why do I feel as though as though merman!Suguru would work just so well in your style?

AAA ANON YOU’RE SO SWEET 😭😭😭 ….. i’d love to write a merman!sugu fic one day i just have no clue what the plot would be……. i do think sugu is super the little mermaid coded though. an angsty fic where he turns into seafoam at the end might be fun….. but i also want him to be happy :’3 maybe something fluffy with a reader who’s afraid of water….? and sugu teaches them how to swim….. I PROMISE I CAN SWIM IDK WHY THAT CONCEPT WAS THE FIRST TO POP INTO MY HEAD but i like it….. i think it’s cute…..

anon this definitely put an idea into my brain pshdps TYSM !! another sugu wip to add to my never-ending list :’3……

[villruu]

man i love calvin so much like

my man became a horror minecraft yt despite that he is 1) a pvp player. and 2) handles horror so badly he has to take breaks sometimes from the jumpscares

[just-spacetrash]

@mistermooneyes

re4make got me in a grip!!!!

[thebestoftimes]

wish I was darlington. definitely am Pamela Dawes.

[lewisvinga]

no me importa | lewis hamilton x fem! reader

summary; when a recent video exposes y/n and lewis’ relationship, other people think they can comment on their age gap, but at the end of the day y/n and lewis will always love each other

fc; cindy kimberly

warnings; age gap , mentions of 18+ themes

notes; loosely based off of mayor que yo by wisin & yandel and mayor que usted by natti natasha, daddy yankee, wisin & yandel :p , also reader is kinda implied as latina but it’s not important

me 🤝 writing smau’s abt dating older men

masterlist !

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yourusername: made vegan alfredo for me n bae, definitely went into a food coma after

tagged; lewishamilton, roscoelovescoco

lewishamilton: wifey material

yourusername: yes i do the cooking yes i do the cleaning 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

lewishamilton: it was amazing, love ❤️

yourusername: i put my blood sweat n tears into that alfredo, it better have been damn well amazing😕 ( thank u love💗💗)

username: so this is a confirmation?

username: girl did u not see the video, they were shoving their tongue down each others throat ???😦😦

username: cute but age gap is still icky to me 😕

username: tbh dating someone 13 years older than me is weird asf 😭

rosecoelovescoco: thank’s you’s

yourusername: ur welcome if u stop chasing lunita around 😕

lewishamilton: he is just a baby!

yourusername: so is my gatita lunita , she’s a scaredy cat , literally !!😞

username: she’s so pretty in everything what😞

username: 😍😍😍

lilymhe: cook for me next? 😏😏

yourusername: give me the time n place😉

username: ok but her learning how to make vegan pasta for lewis?? is so??? cute ????🥹🥹

username: he’s a grown man n 13 years older, he can cook for himself

username: it’s never that serious

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f1upadates: Lewis Hamilton and Y/n L/n were both spotted at the British Fashion Awards after confirming their relationship. Thoughts on the new grid couple?

tagged; lewishamilton, yourusername

username: the fact she designed her outfit n did her hair and makeup 😩🙌

username: they’re such a good looking couple even if he’s like 13 years older than her 😭

username: i need her skincare routine!😩

username: be 13 years younger than your boyfriend helps!

username: she’s so desperate that she needs to date someone older than her? how embarrassing 💀💀

username: her parents must be so disappointed…

username: why? shes a model w her own fashion line dating a 7x (8x) world champion, they’ll be fine😭

username: y’all coming at her for dating someone older like you wouldn’t date your faves who are also older!! she’s just living the y/n life

username: REAL

yourusername posted to their story!

trans. for lyrics ; and i don’t care if i’m younger than you

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lewishamilton: heard she likes señores [sirs]

tagged; yourusername

yourusername: sir lewis hamilton 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

landonorris: i can’t take you calling him sir every 5 seconds pls stop i beg

georgerussell63: ‘yes, sir’ THERE ARE CHILDREN HERE ( lando )

landonorris: wait-

yourusername: sorry not sorry, unless you’re a sir you wouldn’t get it 😁

lewishamilton: what she said😁

yourusername: mi amor, te quiero 💗 [my love, i love you]

lewishamilton: i love you🩷

username: idk if i want him or her tbh🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

username: she’s so😍😍

username: i’d call him sir any day i get her fr

username: they’re such an attractive couple😩

username: how’d lewis bag her im being so fr

username: bc they’re both fine as fuck 😍

username: mis padres [my parents]

username: mami y papi fr [mommy & daddy]

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yourusername: no me importa q usted sea mayor q yo. [i don’t care if you’re older than me]

tagged; lewishamilton

lewishamilton: wait, when did you take the second picture?

yourusername: baby i got a whole folder of those type of pictures, i take them every chance i get

username: SHARE W THE PUBLIC HELLO??

yourusername: y/n.jpg but it’s just pics of lewis’ back

lewishamilton: i love you❤️

yourusername: i love youuuu💗

username: the hand pics i’m going insane 😵‍💫🥴

username: ou that back pic, i’m going ferallll

lilymhe: omg bae stop posting pics of me 🙈🙈🙈

yourusername: ur too cute my bad😪

lewishamilton: stop stealing my gf

alex_albon: gf stealer !

username: the 3rd pic🥹🥹

username: yall need a third??

username: i can take them both ( not in a fight )

georgerussell63: if only he could look at me like he looked at u in the last picture 🕊️🕊️🕊️

lewishamilton: i will if you look like y/n

yourusername: my bad i’m too cute 😁

carmenmmundt: merc double dates now??

yourusername: uh duh, merc wags stick together 🫶

[lovelytsunoda]

the scaredy cat support group | logan sargeant

summary: much to her dismay, y/n's friends have dragged her to see the scariest film of the season. luckily for her, the blond sitting next to her in a darkened cinema seems to be just as petrified as she is

pairing: logan sargeant x female! reader

warnings: scary movies & scaredy cats, implications of fear and gore, logan being a sweetie.

"this is such a bad idea."

the theater was packed, groups of people passing by them to get into the auditorium, eager to see the latest blood-soaked halloween killfest on screens. y/n, however, just couldn't get her feet to move. her friends stood just in front of her, worried looks on their faces as they looked back at her.

y/n loved halloween, make no mistake. it was her favourite holiday by leaps and bounds. she loved micheal meyers and ghostface and even freddy krueger.

but she absolutely hated being scared. she was a sensitive soul, and that was why she preferred older horror movies that were limited on the level of blood and guts.

"are you sure you don't want to sit this one out? we told you you didn't have to come." her friend said gently.

"no, no. i came here to spend time with you guys because i love you. and no scary movie is going to keep me from doing that."

she was reassured by the group of college guys that came in after her, with an athletic looking blond hanging back to stare at the film poster with a similar queasy look to the one that she was sporting.

"alright, let's get this over with. but if i barf up my popcorn, it's on you guys!"

they filed into the dark theatre, previews already beginning to play out on the big screen in front of them. their group of five took up most of the row, which, being in a small cinema, only held ten seats.

she sat in the middle, next to gloriously empty seat as she tried to steel herself for what was to come, with reminders to herself that it was all made from special effects, and she could walk out of that theater and into the real world whenever she wanted.

"is this seat taken?"

she look up and towards the soft speaker, who was using his phone flashlight to try and find his ticketed seat. it was the same blonde who had stopped to stare at the poster outside, and he looked a little pale in the face as he sat down next to her.

"not a fan of being scared?" she whispered, offering him some popcorn. "me neither."

"oh good. that means i'm not going to be the only one shaking like a baby." he laughed. "god, i would much rather have gone to see fucking joker or something."

"i wasn't given an option. they just told me that this is what was happening and i was invited if i wanted to. i'm y/n."

"logan."

"will you two be quiet?" the man behind them hissed. "some of us are trying to watch a movie.

logan shrugged, typing something on his phone before showing her the screen.

a movie that hasn't even started yet? i didn't realize that the advertisement for jackass was so interesting

"and turn your damn brightness down!"

y/n stifled a laugh as she watched logan pretend to give the guy the middle finger before slipping his phone into the pocket of his hoodie. the lights in the theater dimmed even further, the feature presentation beginning to unfold on screen.

to her credit, she lasted about half an hour before she jumped, knocking over her bag of popcorn and spilling some slippery buttery kernels into Logan’s lap. she was mortified, but the massage logan typed out on his phone reassured her that everything was fine.

it’s all good, squeeze my hand if u get 2 scared

no points for grammar, but five for being a sweetie.

naturally, it was logan who reached for her hand first, during a particularly gory on screen kill that had y/n squeezing her eyes shut and physically turning away from the screen while logan clutched her cold hand in his.

despite herself, she found Logan’s touch to be comforting. what did that say about her that a little scary movie had her seeking out comfort from strangers? (don’t tell her mother that or she would start singing the jamie walters song and everyone would be miserable) for a minute, she almost forgot that she’d come with a group of friends and was only reminded of that fact when one of them messaged her.

getting cozy over there? see, horror flicks are a great place to pick up guys! just make sure his favourite isn’t american psycho.

she giggled, looking over at her friend, who flashed her a thumbs up before turning back to the screen. that scene had long since passed, but logan continued to hold her hand, and she could feel his muscles tense as a scare drew nearer and nearer on the big screen.

she squeezed his hand reassuringly, only to be clutching it in terror moments later, one hand clapped over her mouth to stifle a scream. Logan reached over her body, almost as if he was gallantly and protectively trying to shield her body with his own.

she was going to fall in love with him at this rate if she wasn’t careful.

the movie finished, winding down in a way that much much calmer, if not eerie compared to what they had seen throughout the course of the film. she was relieved to see the end credits roll, although displeased at the idea of leaving logan behind.

she followed her friends out of the cinema, dropping her empty popcorn container in the trash as she went.

"y/n!" a voice called after her.

she paused, turning around to see logan standing just near the door. she glanced back at her friends, smiling when she saw their excited faces, gesturing wildly towards logan.

she walked up to the blonde, hands tucked nervously in the pockets of her flannel coat.

"hey," she started, rocking back and forth on her heels

"hey." logan grinned, scratching at the beck of his neck. "so, i think you're really cute." just out of her range of vision, she could see logan's friends standing behind him, sticking their thumbs up and whistling in encouragement. "and i was wondering if you wanted to go and get a coffee with me?"

she beamed, looking back to her friends for approval, one last time.

"i would love to. after all, you were my protector in there."

logan smiled. "is now okay with you? there's a little place in the plaza just across the way."

"sounds perfect."

[greenflowerceo]

drew a cover for my greenflower playlist lol

link in the notes if u wanna listen 😳

[maiiuelle]

you asked, you shall receive ⟡

Rafe loves watching his girl play video games while she sits on his lap all nice n' pretty for him and his fingers slowly go under her panties- giving her small praises while she has a small frown on her face because she's trying soo hard to stay focused on her dead by daylight match, trying to win while hiding in a locker and she gets so so anxious whenever the killer is nearby and Rafe can't help but make fun of her a little bit and tease her and she's like ''hmph.. why don't you try to win in the next one then :c''

no stop anon u literally read my mind <33 i’m so in love w rafe having a gamer gf!! (i might write a whole drabble on this…)

i don’t feel like rafe plays too many video games, maybe in s1 but once he’s caught up in work he doesn’t really have the time. that being said, he would love to watch you play <3 and he would for sure try to distract you by shoving his hands down your pants.

you’re sat on his lap, chunky headphones pushing your hair back as you focus intensely on your dead by daylight match. he’s manspreading lazily in the gaming chair, his cheek resting on his propped up arm as the other hand rubs warm circles up and down your thigh.

the friction is enough to make you antsy, and mixed with the anxiety of getting caught by the killer, you keep wiggling around in his lap. you rush to hide in a locker for a moment of peace, turning to confront rafe. “quit distracting me! m’gonna lose because of you.”

“how am i supposed to stop when you’re moving so much? huh? such a scaredy-cat.” rafe just smirks, nonchalantly checking you out. “thought you were a pro, baby. gotta test your skills, right?”

“you’re so mean. why don’t you try if it’s so easy?” you pout, scooting back in his lap trying to get comfortable again. he takes that as an invitation, also adjusting and sitting up a little to push his hand down the hem of your shorts. “rafe!”

“nah, i think you got it. right, baby?” rafe drawls, and you can feel his breath on the back of your neck, his fingers moving lower and lower to the point you can barely able to focus on the game at all anymore. sooo unfair. 🙄🙄🙄

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

Vaggie: "Hello, Charlie's girlfriend speaking."

Husk: "Why the fuck do you always answer calls like that. This is your fucking phone."

Vaggie: "Yeah? And? I AM her fucking girlfriend, dumbass. She's only got one right now, so answering with that is just good as using my name."

Husk: "Just ask to use her last name already. This is stupid as shit."

Vaggie: "I, Charlie's girlfriend, am gonna have to say- fuck off."

Husk: "Chicken."

Vaggie: "Come at me when you're not still single, scaredy-cat."

Husk: "Like you don't have a ring."

Vaggie: "Like you don't practice having candlelight dinners-"

Husk: "How the FUCK do you know about th-"

Vaggie: "-same way YOU somehow know about the RING, you fucking-"

Angel Dust: "Both of you's know this is a conference call, right?"

Vaggie: "......"

Vaggie: "...Charlie..?"

Charlie: "Yes! Vaggie's future wi-"

Charlie: "-WHEEE HA I MEAN VAGGIE'S GIRL SPEAKING! FRIEND! GIRLFRIEND! Girlfriend of Vaggie who is CHARLIE! It's me I'm Charlie HI HELLO!!!"

Vaggie: "Sweetie, I love you."

Charlie: "I love you too! I love being your girlfriend and I DO- h, have a last name! I do. Have one of those."

Vaggie: "Right."

Charlie: "I have one."

Vaggie: "Good, cool. Hold that thought? I'll be right back."

Charlie: "Okay!!!"

Vaggie: (hangs up)

Vaggie, distantly in the hotel: " H U S K ! "

Husk: "Oh FUCK-" (CRASH) "-SHIT-"

(call ends)

(distant sounds of running and violence)

Angel Dust: "....."

Angel Dust: "Hey do-ray-mi-fa-so-la Charlie, I might not be datin' the guy, buuuut if your totally not future wife kills him I'm so not commin' to ya gay ass wedding."

Charlie: "....what if she just, MAIMS him a little?"

Angel Dust: "Ya serious?"

Charlie: "About marrying her???"

Angel Dust: (hangs up)

Charlie: "...Yes... yes I am~~"

Charlie: (cheerfully hangs up to go stop her gf from ruining their future wedding)

[moontyuns]

a chance for love;

word count: 1752

pairing: Wooyoung x gn!reader (feat. Yeonjun)

genre: exes to lovers, angst, a bit of fluff

rating: pg-13

a/n: as a part of the @kflixnet event “kfn: the exchange event” i’m writing for @woosluv :>

i decided to check out your account and think of what i can write and with who..soo i really hope you will like it!! <3

“Jun? Where are you? '' You looked around trying to spot the boy in the pool of people in the airport hall. “Sorry Y/n, I’m almost here! The traffic was so heavy and-” he didn’t finish the sentence as you interrupted him, “Just say that you overslept and that’s it.” you heard the boy’s sigh on the other side. “Yeah..I am. You know me so well, I hate it” He chuckled and a small smile adorned your face too. “Yeah, hurry up, sleepy head! I can’t wait here for eternity.” and you hung up.

You just landed back in your homeland in South Korea after four years of studying abroad. Yeonjun is your one and only friend that you managed to still keep in touch with through all those years, he also came to you a few times so you won’t feel so lonely. Once you graduated you had two choices to get back to Korea or continue with your life here, it was a very hard decision because you received a few really good job offers in this city. You did ask your family and Yeonjun for advice on what you should do, but their only answer was “Do what you think is better for you.” so after a bit, you decided to fly back. Once you told Yeonjun the news he was so happy that you almost went deaf, the boy also offered to take you from the airport and stay at his place for a while until you find yourself an apartment.

You sat on your suitcase for what felt like an eternity but actually, only ten minutes went by since your call. Suddenly a pair of hands closed your eyes and you jerked out of surprise until you heard a familiar laugh behind your back. “Choi Yeonjun! "You caught his hands in yours and turned to face him. “Aww you’re still the cutest” the boy cooed and engulfed you in a warm hug “Welcome home bae.” you hugged him back, you missed him a lot. “Well, let’s get you home so you can get some rest, yeah?” and you nodded with a wide smile as the boy took your luggage.

You sat in the kitchen while Yeonjun tried to cook something for you to eat. “Y/n, what do you think about the welcoming party tomorrow?” he glanced at you over the shoulder to catch your reaction. “Party?” not that you are against it, but the problem is that you only kept in contact with Yeonjun only through these long four years. “I don’t know..I have no friends here except for you” You pout and shift your gaze to the tabletop. “Ah, don’t worry about it! I have lots of friends that I want to introduce you to. Of course only if you are okay with it!” he finished cooking and served the plate before you. “It would be really nice Jun, thank you!” you smiled looking at him and the boy returned the smile as both of you began eating and discussing different things from your lives.

The next day you helped the boy prepare everything for the party, it was quite easy as he already had most of the things at home. By late evening everything was done and some of Yeonjun’s friends started to appear at the front doors. At first, you felt so awkward because there were a lot of unfamiliar people and Yeonjun was nowhere to be seen, so you stood quietly until he appeared in your field of vision. “Yeonjun? Will you introduce your friends to me? I feel kinda awkward, I don’t know anyone in here” you pouted looking at your friend. “Oh yeah sure! I’m sorry for abandoning you. Have some things to finish. Let’s go to my closest friends whom you will definitely see frequently” The boy led you to the group of boys that stood in the farthest corner of the room. You actually got so involved in the conversation with the boys that after some time you had to excuse yourself to go to the kitchen and take something to drink because you felt your throat getting dryer with every minute.

As you turned in the kitchen direction you felt as if someone was glaring at you, you turned your head a bit and you saw him. You don’t know what he is doing here? Did Yeonjun call him too or did he come here with one of his friends? And if it was Yeonjun who asked him to come then why? He should remember how yours and his ways parted back then 4 years ago. Probably Yeonjun will never forget how you came to his apartment with smudged makeup and red puffy eyes from crying all the way here. How he couldn’t calm you down for half of the night, holding you in his arms and patting your back softly until you were knocked out after so much crying. You diverted your eyes from the boy and decided to go to the kitchen as quickly as possible until he thought of following you. 

At first, you wanted to take a bottle of water but after you saw his face you just took a beer with no hesitation. You need alcohol in your veins then maybe you will forget what’s happened a few minutes prior. Suddenly this amount of people around felt so uncomfortable and you headed straight to the balcony, maybe some fresh air will help you too.

You looked at the dark night sky, unfortunately, you can’t see any stars due to the bright city lights but it’s still comfortable standing here. It was comfortable until you felt the presence of someone behind you. You slowly turned your head and saw the last person you wanted to see here. “What do you want from me?” this comes out a bit more roughly than you want but you care less. You heard him clearing his throat and walking to you quietly. “Nothing much just wanted to greet you. Is it forbidden?” his voice was quiet as if he tried not to scare you away. “You greeted now? Then you can go,” you said sternly not even sparing a single glance at the boy.

“What if I want to stay here too?” he asked out of pure curiosity. “Ok, then I will be the one who leaves.” you turned on your heels in the direction of the door, but a hand on your wrist stopped you. “Please..stay. I wanna talk to you,” you barely heard the words he almost whispered, however, you turned your head and looked him in the eyes. “Wooyoung, you know that there is nothing to talk about. Everything ended four years ago, you made your decision and there is nothing to discuss anymore.” you look at each other with different emotions in your eyes. You feel something that seems like regret seeping through his gaze. “Listen..I know that what I said to you that day was a mistake, this is something I shouldn’t say to you and I was a coward..I was so scared that we won’t work out with long-distance relationships” Wooyoung tried to explain his past self.

You sighed, “Thank you for this, but I actually don’t need your explanations, okay? You didn’t even give it a try! How can you be so sure that it won’t work?” the longer you talk to him the more you want to run away to some secluded place and cry your eyes out. It feels like he slowly ripped the bandaid from the old wound, you buried your feelings for him deep down in your soul, you locked them inside being sure as hell that you will never ever remember them and feel them again. Now as you stand in front of him, with his hand around your wrist you feel like you can give in at any second. “I know, I should’ve at least given it a try. I’m sorry Y/n, I really am. And I missed you…so much. I know that you are probably over it and all, but I feel like I’m still holding onto the past..onto us.” he lowered his head too scared to look you in the eyes.

He feels like the dumbest person in the world who still can’t move on and live his life without thinking about a certain girl he loved for a few years with all his heart until one day he ruined her heart because of his fears. “I don’t know if I can ask you for this, but I want one more chance, please. I promise you that I won’t make this mistake again, just please, Y/n” You felt the pang in your heart as the boy pleaded. Your heart told you to forget everything and give him a chance, try it from scratch, but your head told you to think about it rationally and not listen to his sweet words, what if he hurt you again, what would you do? You contemplated what decision will be right for you, it’s so hard. You sighed again “Wooyoung…I don’t know. Maybe we can try it again, but now I’m the one who is scared. What if you hurt me again? This will be a hundred times more painful than before…” you diverted your gaze to the night sky, holding the tears that suddenly appeared in your eyes.

Wooyoung tugged your arm lightly to bring your attention back to him “I promise you…no I swear to you with everything I have that we will make it, I will care for you better, Y/n. Just one last chance…” you connected your gaze with his, and closed your eyes. “Fine, but you don’t have a single chance for a mistake.” he nodded to you, and you can see his face lit up at your words. “Then..I’m gonna leave you for now I guess? See you around.” You are left alone on the balcony, with lots of thoughts and questions in your head and the main one is did you make the right decision? You are not sure of it, but life will show you probably. You lean onto the railing, your eyes wandering around the night city view. You should think of how to deliver this information to Yeonjun. Will he murder you for this, or will be happy for you? You chuckled at the thought of your best friend, well, you will see when this happens.

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[umeoniii]

aot men beige flags

eren, jean, reiner , levi , armin , connie

!: sfw

（＾∇＾）

eren:

☆ makes weird voices.

high pitched, low pitched, shaky he doesn’t care.

like sometimes as a bit he just uses weird accents and stuff.

he’ll speak like a caveman for one day.

“me want ooga burga” he’ll scratch his head like one too

and you’ll just stare at him like, “this mfs crazy” bcs literally wtf is he on about?!

the next day he’s trying to sound french

“oui oui mon amour”

and he’s wiggling his brows and has his imaginary mustache in between his fingers.

☆ his next one is he’s kind of oblivious to a lot of things.

you can pull out the ugliest outfit known to man to test him and he’ll say “that looks so good baby”

not bcs he’s setting u up. no, because he doesn’t think that lime green ripped jeans and a orange cropped hoodie look bad together.

you’ll have to show him what fashion looks like and he’ll get better as time goes on.

jean:

the tickle monster.

☆ when you’re around him u have to watch your back. he’s serious about it.

u can have a super cute sentimental moment with him and he’ll pull it out.

“i really love you baby.” you’d say

“who else do you love, because i know you’re cheating on me with him.”

and you’re like WHAT.

“with who?!”

he’d pause and stare at you for a few seconds.

“THE TICKLE MONSTER!”

and he’d tickle you until you can’t breathe and almost pee yourself.

and after that you don’t trust him but then proceed to slip up multiple times.

u guys are gonna hate me for this next one…

☆ he does “the face” when he’s gonna kiss u

u guys know what i’m talking about

“the face guys make when they go in for a kiss”

his isn’t horrid, only because he’s attractive

sometimes he actually over exaggerates it to piss you off.

it’s not super horrible but it’s giggle worthy

reiner:

☆ he’s a cringe bf. unironically. it’s sweet but not all the time.

by cringe i mean “i just found out about periods, god it must suck to be a beautiful goddess :/.”

or he’s like

“hey! tell you’re period it can’t hurt you like that, it’s not cool!”

☆ he’s also a scaredy-cat.

behind all that muscle is a big baby.

he jumps at scary movies even when he knows what happens next.

cannot play something like fnaf with him

he will throw the phone and scream like he got stabbed in his chest.

he’s probably still scared of the dark but it’s kind of sweet idk. he literally cuddles with you at night like a mother and her baby. you’re practically holding him like a frail little princess, except he’s kind of the exact opposite.

this is actually kind of cute though..

levi:

☆ now his beige flag is that he can be SUPER sarcastic. ik he is.

he’s super snarky and sassy.

like he’s the type to tell what’s considered a ‘corny dad joke’ but instead he’d say it with a stoic face.

like if youre talking and couldn’t remember and say something like “remember when umm…” and you just sit there and think, he’d come back with “no i don’t remember when that happened”.

he wouldn’t laugh or anything.

i feel like that’s why it’s funny. he could make a childish poop or fart joke and it would only be funny bcs he looks like this 😐

he would own a stupid t-shirt that says something like, “find your patience before i lose mine”.

☆ he’s a karen as well. he’s not super bad but like at restaurants and stuff when his foods not right or the tables are not bussed…

i’d be in the bathroom crying my mascara off if i was his waitress

armin:

☆ he’s scared of animals.

this includes typical house pets like dogs or cats.

it’s bcs “they don’t speak , so you’ll never know what they’ll do next.”

his fear stems from one small thing that happened when he was younger.

a cat jumped onto his lap.

he thought it was trying to attack him and so he screamed and the cat got scared.

that’s it.

he can’t even visit the zoo because he’s scared the animals will break out. (he’s super serious about it, it’s not even something he jokes about)

he’s tried to like animals and it worked for a while.

until the dog started to play a little too much to his liking.

☆ also he just randomly informs you of random facts.

completely random.

you could be on the toilet and he’ll come in the bathroom like, “a shrimps heart is in its head…”

no “did you know?” or “isn’t it cool that?” he just says it.

if you ever go onto a game show you’ll probably win it with all the useless knowledge he’s given u.

connie:

☆ you could tell him the most god awful thing happened to you and he’ll be like

“wait, this reminds me of something that happened in something i just watched.”

he’ll proceed to whip out his phone and show you the tv show, news report, tiktok. whatever it was he saw.

this tends to happen to every experience that you have.

you could be held hostage and they’ll call him for ransom and somehow it reminds him of this one part of a tv show.

sometimes it’s funny sometimes it’s not.

☆ he sleeps like he hasn’t slept since the day he was born.

he hops into the bed and sits there for 1 minute before he starts snoring aggressively.

he looks dead, like actually…

sprawled out and snoring with his mouth open.

one time he slept with his eyes wide open and you shook him awake panicking.

he belittled you and was all smart and cocky saying “i would never sleep with my eyes wide open” even though he did.

he sleeps to the rain sounds with the thunder. but sometimes is so sleepy and forgets about it.

tagz!🐬: @hangesgirlypop , @yiugen , @heartshapedtearss

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a/n: heyooo! b4 u guys request it, im doing girls next ;). i just think this trend is the cutest thing ever, plus it feels good to write fluff. also im actually getting back to requests. like frl this time, i’ve been grinding non stop all night so i could be done by hopefully friday. feel free to request cute things u guys, i will absolutely write it! and also feel free to request other characters, i feel like u guys don’t request them bcs u guys don’t see them and so u think i won’t do them. trust i probs will!

[lovebugism]

hi bug! you are one of the best writers on here. I love your work! I was wondering if I could request eddie and shy!reader watching a scary movie? maybe it’s early on in their relationship and she’s afraid that he’ll think she’s a baby if she says no, even though she’s pretty freaked? I love their dynamic!

ty lovie! hope u like it!! — eddie (the local freak) loves you, horror movies, and halloween, in the order. you (the scaredy cat) just love eddie. (new relationship, fluff, hurt/comfort-ish, 1.7k)

fictober (㇏(•̀ᵥᵥ•́)ノ)

Orange lamplight illuminates the dark trailer. You squint at the brightness, still curled up on the couch and missing Eddie’s warmth. He’s too busy rifling through his collection of VHS tapes beneath the TV stand, searching for a scary movie within a sea of scary movies.

He’s giddy like a kid on Christmas despite having seen all of them a thousand times over. But, then again, the Halloween season tends to be like Christmas for metalhead freaks like the one you love so dearly.

“Okay, Texas Chainsaw Massacre or The Exorcist?” the boy offers when he rises again, chestnut curls as wild as the bright beam on his face. He stands in front of the small television where red names scroll against a black screen and holds both options in eager hands. “Which one do you wanna watch next?”

You shrink inside yourself at the sight of both tapes. On one, a screaming girl — on the other, a masked man with a weapon. Your organs writhe with a fear most irrational. It runs ice-cold through your veins. 

You pull the woven blanket up to your chin and shrug, feigning a nonchalance despite your tightening chest. “Whichever one—”

“—And don’t say whichever one I want, alright? You always do that,” Eddie interjects, all boyishly harsh compared to how softly you had spoken. His playful grin hasn’t yet left him, though, and even in the dim lighting, his dark eyes still sparkle when they look at you.

You cower again, more visibly and with a different emotion this time. 

The corner of your lip quirks with a poorly hidden smile as you peek at the boy from beneath your lashes. “I don’t mind, Eds. Seriously,” you assure, still quiet in your way.

He pouts like a child, features scrunching in a childlike disdain. “But we always do the stuff I wanna do! You never have an opinion on anything. It’s always just, like, ‘whatever you want, Eds’ or ‘I’m good with whatever, babe—’”

You laugh at his obviously poor imitation of you.

The bubbly sound makes his smile widen.

“—You don’t have to be so sweet all the time, you know? You can be a little mean to me. I won’t mind, I promise.” 

It’s in his nature to make dumb, dirty jokes at arguably the worst times — especially with you, ‘cause he loves watching you get all flustered about it. But he thinks if you ever got the least bit assertive with him, he’d turn into a puddle at your feet.

“It’s because I don’t really care what we do,” you confess, warm with the blushy pink feeling he stirs in your chest. “I just like being with you, you know?”

Eddie’s stomach whirls. He’s too metal to let it turn him to mush.

“As cute as that is, you’re not sweet talkin’ your way outta this one, princess,” the boy retorts with a scrunched nose and twinkling eyes. “Pick.”

Too indecisive and too in love with the boy standing before you, you whine, “Eds…”

“Babe,” he grouses to match your pouty tone. His socked feet scuff against the carpet when he walks the short distance to you. “C’mon. You’re killin’ me here.”

A staring contest ensues, each of you stubborn and playfully serious with it.

It’s embarrassingly brief.

It’s hard for you to stare too long at Eddie before you get completely lost in him. You too quickly realize that he’s real — that he’s looking back at you and that he loves you — and you feel a bit like your feet have been pulled out from under you. 

Stern, but still gentle, you cave. “Texas Chainsaw Massacre.”

Eddie beams when he gets his way. 

“See? Was that so hard?” he teases quietly, bending at the waist to kiss you.

You tilt your chin to meet him halfway. It’s instinct at this point, like he’s got his own gravitational pull. His breath smells like warm nicotine and buttery popcorn as it fans against your chin. 

He pulls back before you can reach him, though, and your fluttering eyes widen at the sudden refusal. 

You find Eddie already squinting down at you. 

“Are you just saying that ‘cause you know it’s my favorite?” he interrogates lowly.

“Maybe I like it because you like it,” you argue, too soft to be as serious as you seem. “Ever thought of that?”

“You’re too sweet for your own good, you know that, right?”

Your playfully taunting gaze gives way to a more genuine grin. “Now, I do.”

Eddie leans in to kiss you. For real this time. It’s a fleeting peck that leaves you grieving. His plush lips press pink against yours for one moment, and they’re gone the very next.

The couch dips beneath his weight when he plops down beside you. He coaxes your folded-up legs onto his lap with an urging hand on your knee. 

“Okay, how about this,” he offers with rosy lips so suddenly kissable. “We go down to Family Video — bother Steve for, like, ten minutes — and you get whatever movies you want instead of the old shit we have here. My treat.”

Your chest warms. You’d follow Eddie blindly for the rest of your life if he let you. You’d do whatever he wanted and not think twice about any of it. It feels nice to know he’d do the same for you. 

“Any movie?” you press, soft with a girlish giddiness you fight to keep hidden.

“Yeah,” the boy scoffs like it’s obvious. Then, in a vaguely posh accent, he assures, “What my lady wants, my lady shall get.”

You grow so suddenly sheepish, shrinking inside yourself like you always do when you’ve got something to say but lack the confidence to put it into words. It’s dumb to get nervous about it, and you know this, but you don’t want Eddie to think any differently of you — not for a moment, not even in the most innocent way.

“Does it have to be scary?” you wonder with a scrunched nose and a bashful gaze that doesn’t quite meet his.

Eddie falters for a moment. Not because it’s a big deal, but because he thought you liked horror films — that you both had that in common. 

“Well— I mean— No. It’s just— It’s October, you know? So, I thought scary movies would be more appropriate. ’Tis the season or whatever.”

“I think I just need a break for a bit,” you confess with a wavering smile, picking tiny balls of cotton from the blanket with a fidgeting hand. “Especially after that last one… It was pretty scary…”

Eddie’s blood runs cold. Too clouded by the haze of puppy love, he thought you were having just as much fun as he was. He thought you were clutching his arm and digging your nose into his shoulder because you wanted to be close to him. 

Because he’s an idiot. 

Realizing that you’ve been scared out of your mind for the past several hours feels a little like a knife to the gut. 

“I thought you liked scary movies…” Eddie quavers with pinched brows.

“I like them because you like them—”

“Babe!” he exclaims suddenly, as though offended by how much you love him.

“What?”

“That’s, like— That’s totally not cool!” he gapes in a boyish outrage. “That means I’ve been, like, fucking traumatizing you this whole time!”

You can’t help but giggle at his dramatics. You’d been scared, of course, but it hadn’t been all that extreme to you. “It’s okay, Eds. It’s not that serious—”

“Yes, it is!” he retorts firmly, with wide eyes and a stern nod. “If I knew you weren’t into them, I wouldn’t have forced you to—”

“You didn’t force me.”

“—To come over every weekend and watch them!”

“That’s why I didn’t wanna tell you, Eds,” you admit with a shy, halfway-forced giggle.

He goes quiet again. “…Why?”

“‘Cause I was scared you wouldn’t wanna hang out with me… I mean, what kinda girlfriend would I be if I was too much of a scaredy cat to watch stupid slasher films with my boyfriend?”

“Well, that’s just— that’s just not true. I just meant that we coulda been doing other stuff together,” Eddie affirms, gentle but in the overtly firm Munson way. A chuckle sputters from his lips as his palm squeezes your knee, warm and reassuring. “Stuff that wasn’t scaring the absolute shit outta you, preferably.”

You don’t know what to say, so you just laugh. 

Eddie smiles back at you, mostly because it’s terribly hard not to, but he grows suddenly somber again. 

“Seriously, babe,” he presses, leaning closer so you can’t duck away from his sparkling gaze. His chocolate eyes are dark enough to drown in. They flit between both of yours. “You gotta tell me shit like this, okay? You’re not gonna hurt my feelings— or, like, make me like you less or whatever. That’s pretty much impossible, I think.”

Your stomach does a backflip. It unleashes a thousand butterflies that flutter relentlessly against your ribcage. “Yeah?” you press softly and with a shy smile you try to keep hidden.

“Oh, totally,” he answers without thinking twice. “Our friends are idiots, but they’re right— I’m so fucking whipped for you, it’s not even funny.”

That joke was only halfway gratifying when it spilled from Steve or Dustin’s mouth. Hearing Eddie say it — with his nose mere inches away from your own and with his cigarette smoke and candied breath entwining with yours — it’s that times a thousand. A million, even.

“Well, maybe a little,” you tease quietly in return.

Eddie shrugs with a jutted-out lip. “Just a bit, I guess.”

He might as well be telling you I love you. It feels like he is, in his own special way.

“Are we still gonna go to Family Video?” you wonder aloud when the silence becomes too heavy to bear.

“Oh, yeah. You’re getting whatever the hell you want, alright? I’ll buy out the whole damn store if you want.” 

He only has mere dollars to his name. You know this, too. But he says it with so much hubris that it feels just as real, anyway.

Beaming fully again, you joke. “Are we still gonna bother Steve while we’re there?”

“Yes,” Eddie answers with a single nod and a deadpan, like he’s offended you would even ask. “That answer’s always gonna be yes.”

[vourequat]

Hiiii! Idk if u still take reqs but could you write about Suguru and a reader who's into primal play?

No pressure!!! (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

GOTCHA!

WARNING: Suguru Geto in a Ghostface costume chasing you, Ghostface!Suguru x Victim!Reader, a little plot, primal play, impact play, fingering, p in v, rough sex, consensual on both parties.

SYNOPSIS: Recently you've discovered a new kink you wanted to try out and who is best to help you find out other than your dearest boyfriend?

NOTES: It's been a while I know, but who could fault little 'ol me? School has been hectic ever since and I just couldn't find the time to relax and write, writing has always been my way to ease my stress but school has not given me time to even write leaving me burnt out and left to have a writer's block.

But let's brush that off, I'm back! Are you happy? Please be because I missed everyone and everything as well as writing!

Divider from @bunnysrph

You were almost breathless, trying to catch your breath as you ran with all your might.

You don't know when or where but you knew that someone was always behind you to try and get you with the mystery of what they might do to you once they got a grasp of you.

The house was eerily quiet despite the static of the television playing the same old horror movies that you loved to watch every November.

You were a scaredy cat in itself so the fact that you still do the tradition meant that you were more in it for the thrill.

As you hid in a closet, you began to hear soft footsteps entering the living room with the loud scratch on the walls from a sharp object and then—

"Come out, come out wherever you are..." It was him, his voice echoed throughout the room as you heard the thud of his feet collide with the floor.

Your heart began to beat harder and harder as the man who was after your head started on opening every single doorway or closet where you could possibly fit.

You closed your eyes and tried to keep your breath at bay, making sure that you didn't exceed in volume to not blow your cover.

But this man has sensitive ears it seems...

"Gotcha!" You froze in your place as the masked man forcefully pulled you out of the closet leaving you on the floor.

You looked up at the man and saw the familiar ghostface mask and a typical black robe that hid their identity, in their hand was a knife, all sharp and shining under the light of the television.

"Don't kill me... I'm too pretty to die." You said as you did all your best to not laugh.

"That may be true, princess... but I do have another I want to ruin." His voice boomed in his chest, even if he had a mask on you could tell that their eyes were on your clothed slit that had a small mark of wetness all over it.

You weren't wet enough.

Suguru under the ghostface mask let you escape a little, wanting to run after you like a maniac killer for a little longer.

He never really explored what pleased him as it was embarrassing to bring up, who knew that the calm and collected man was getting riled up with running after his cute girl.

You ran and ran as much as you could while looking back a little to make sure you don't mistakenly run into him, as you ran into the backyard the sprinklers began to activate causing your vision to be obstructed making you fall over a twig on the ground.

Knowing that your boyfriend was still running after you, you immediately rubbed your eyes to remove the water on the way, as you slowly gained your vision back there you saw Suguru walking to you with careless movements.

The knife he had in had swirled around his fingers as he danced a little, taking his time before he caught his prey.

"Time's out, pretty girl..." He laughed and carried you onto his shoulders, you wanted to fight back but you were too eager to find out what this chase had done to your poor boyfriend who had to hold back the whole week.

He skipped his way to the living room where the television kept playing your favourite slasher movie, now the screen showed a victim failing to escape the ghostface killer just like you did.

He threw you onto the couch and just ripped the thin cheap robes off of him, showing off his lean muscular build, keeping the mask as you asked for.

"You're gonna get it." He grumbled as his head went back, his large hand throwing away the knife onto the table before massaging his tense muscles.

"On your knees... on the couch, baby." He ordered and went to watch you get on your knees with your ass high up in the air.

He watched you get comfy, cupping his aching dick inside the grey sweatpants he wore, a patch of wetness where his tip ended.

Suguru leaned over, his hand over your neck while the other caressed your rear before slapping it hard, making sure to leave a big red imprint.

He laughed as he watched it jiggle a bit before getting closer to your ears, "I want you to count how many times I slap your ass... mess up and I won't make you cum at all." He whispered.

Standing up, he decided to bunch up your skirt to get a good view of the wetness in between your legs— that's what he was waiting for. Soon his hand collided onto the softness of your arse over and over, you trying to agonizingly keep up and count, too afraid to not getting that sweet sweet release tonight.

1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 5... 5?

Shit. You lost count.

"Oopsie..." Suguru laughed, roughly cupping your ass before letting his fingers memorize the curves and dips of your clothed pussy.

Growing more impatient, Suguru ripped the panties off of you, not bothering to listen to your protests at how expensive it was— it was your fault for wearing it when you knew you were going to get fucked until the sun came through the windows.

"Fuck it..." He huffed as he watched your pussy drool and plead, it was just begging to get fucked, he might even forget that you were not supposed to cum at all as punishment.

Pulling his sweatpants down, his dick sprung out in its full glory, happy to finally be freed from the restraining prison of the fabric.

It was crying, from the tip to the base, precum came out endlessly as his cock yearned for you after weeks of not being able to have his way with you.

"N-No foreplay?" You asked nervously as you looked behind you, seeing his thick girthy dick just waiting to dive into your pussy and make a mess of both your liquids.

"Foreplay? Why bother with that when you're going to end up getting fucked anyways." He breathed out, his fingers slyly making their way to your legs before flipping you over onto your back.

His hands made sure that your legs are spread wide enough for him to see that mess you've made, his eyes raking over your body, how he loved you in all your glory.

If he could, he'd worship you everyday to no end.

"Fuck... fuck... fuck." He breathed out, he was getting confused— he wanted to fuck you already but he wanted to taste you too.

Soon, his fingers dipped into your hole before utterly abusing it, using his fingers to leave you loose enough to not get hurt when taking his cock.

"You make me so crazy... fuck, I love you." He breathed out, leaning over, the plastic of the mask making contact with your forehead as he continued to pull his fingers in and out of your pussy.

"F-Feels good..." You said, trying to tease him by showing no outward reaction on your face by how good his fingers were drilling into you.

"Shut up... I know you're about to cum." He grumbled out before standing up on his knees and aligned himself to your hole.

Without waiting for a second to pass, he slowly sunk into your slit, groaning in the process.

Even after all that work with his fingers you were still so tight for him, not that he minded, you took him so well that it was almost like puzzle pieces fitting perfectly together to create a beautiful image and that image was you breaking under him.

"Sorry, babe..." He huffed before he went all the way in and started rutting into you like a rabid animal, putting all the stress with each thrust so that you could feel what this little challenge of yours had done to him.

How he couldn't go without your touch even just for a week, he loved you and worshiped you as if you were his sole lifeline.

Which was mostly the case anyways.

He continued to hump you with no signs of stopping at all, his face twisting in pleasure hidden under the mask that you regret to have let stay there.

You wanted to see how absolutely ruined he was just from not getting a taste of you for a week.

You wanted him... and badly.

"Suguru..." You cooed as you tried your best to get the mask off but he avoided your hand.

"The mask stays on, cutie... can't let my victim know my identity." He laughed making you chuckle a little before he shocked you with a sudden deep thrust that caused you to gasp and hold onto his biceps so hard that you made marks with your nails.

"Love you, girl." He smiled under the mask, his hand holding onto the arm of the couch as he sped up his hips, feeling you clench down onto his dick indicating the arrival of your inevitable release.

"So close... so fucking close." He huffed and immediately took off his mask to crash his lips onto yours, kissing you roughly before breaking it off to continue on the momentum.

Not a second later; your eyes rolled, toes curled, back arched, while your pussy continuously clenched as it released the sweet nectar from your slit.

Suguru on the other hand was about to go insane with his head back and his mouth agape, coming down from the high that left him so sensitive that he could cum again if he moved again.

"Shit..." You breathed out after falling back onto the couch, wiping your sweat off of your face.

"I should ban you from sex for a while and have you riled up." You laughed as you watched Suguru fall and cuddle into you, your sweaty bodies meeting each other.

"You're being mean..." He scolded, softly pinching your sides making you chuckle.

"Yeah... yeah— can you pull out now?" You asked, feeling his cum still moving inside you, his cock twitching a bit.

Suguru smirked, using his elbows as leverage to get a view of you.

"Not yet... I want round two."

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[aberooski]

THE TIME HAS COME!

HAPPY FATAL FRAME 4 DAY !!!

THEY'RE FINALLY RELEASING FATAL FRAME IV IN THE WEST I'M LOSING MY MIND !!! IT'S A MIRACLE 😭😭😭

[iid-smile]

#08 ୨ৎ ⸝⸝ @meidiary ⋆

i think im in luv with u... 😪 mei is a 10/10 guys!! certified cutie ☺️ idk who i was expecting you to pick, but inumaki 😆😆 one of my favs fr! and i was so excited to do 23 for some reason... you're the first one to request it 👏 all of them are headcanons 🙂‍↕️ (tumblr keeps not saving what i put down its stressing me out!!!)

#18 🍓 | protecting you

im sorry, but inumaki can be such a scaredy cat sometimes...

he'd be afraid, but still step up and get in between you and whatever is the threat

doesn't consider his own safety and wellbeing in the process either... he always puts others first, and a little bit of throat pain is much better than you getting hurt

100% mans up against insects because you hate them

gets intimated when he's up against a muscular 6ft guy, but has a eureka moment and uses his cursed speech. easy win

theres also other things he'd protect you from too, like pulling you away from hot oil and flames if you're cooking together. he's got spidey senses (according to him)

the cold is also something he'd protect you from. always makes sure you have a warm coat, scarf, gloves, and everything. i think inumaki really likes earmuffs too, because then he can whisper about how much he loves you and you wouldn't hear a thing

#20 🍦 | love language

physical touch + quality time

a mixture of both

the two of you could lay around for hours, and he'd just listen to you talk as you both cuddle. when you're both into a particular show or series, snuggling in bed when you're both supposed to be sleeping hits different

if you're on public transport or aimlessly walking around, he'll hold your hand, but it's more like he's holding it from behind rather than actual handholding.

silence with him is always comfortable, and you completely tune out from the rest of the world whenever you're with him

gift giving

he gifts you snacks a lot. even better if he specifically gets ones with pink packaging

not the best with fashion but he tries for you. he would buy you a turtleneck just like his but a different colour and patterned

not the best with fashion, but he tries. at first, he'd literally buy you any clothes that are pink, and gets so confused when it's not your style. he gets it eventually, don't worry

matching shoes are a must! not the exact same shoe as you, but the same colour

pranks

not really a love language but aha

he loves it too much when he scares you with bugs, especially ones that fly. craneflies are the worst, because they're relatively easy to pick up and hold compared to flies or other flying creatures

he'll grab it by the leg and chase you around with it. sometimes he'll cup his hands together and pretend he has one because he finds it funny

he doesn't do anything with spiders because you're both scared of them

he actually would love it when you prank him back. scaring him from behind by shaking his shoulders is the best way to get him

#23 🍦 | your romance trope / dynamic

friends to lovers / mutual friends

he wouldn't date anybody he doesn't know well

since you're friends with a lot of people, there's no way he hasn't heard about you, and you happened to meet by chance

maybe coincidentally crossing paths and your extroverted self just had to say hello.

as soon as you both realise you have a mutual friend, the friendship blossoms and grows quick

the way he cares for you is so clear to everyone else except for you, but when somebody points it out, you can tell

sunshine x enthusiastic but silent enabler

inumaki is already a silly guy, and he just gets sillier

the conversations you have are always energetic, engaging and exciting, even with the language barrier, so he's pulling out ingredients that nobody's ever heard him say before. essentially, you're the only two that actually can understand

his energy immediately springs up whenever he gets to hang out with you. he can go from 0 to 100 in a split second, and that needs to be studied

he really doesn't mind how much you talk, since he likes to listen

#24 🍦 | when they're jealous

it's hard to see his face when his mouth and eyebrows are both covered, so you're only depending on the eyes. or if he tells you himself

if he wants to get out of a situation to feel more at ease, he'll tug on your sleeve or fingers

"🤬"

that's literally all he sends you over text or shows you on notes, and when you look over at him, it's really obvious that he's upset. (to you, at least)

will have a whole debate with you on why, how and what he's jealous about. small or big, it doesn't matter

when he gets the most jealous is if you're paying too much attention to something else in general

like, if you're sitting a bit too far to each other and you're on your phone, he'd pull you closer so you'd be right by his side, silently asking for you to talk to him a bit

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