#sorry it took so long to make a Statement 🤣

[nullians]

Oh btw since I scrolled through my entire Paul tag again I need everyone to know that a lot of whatever I said is not actual anymore and tbh you’re better off treating it all as non-applicable atp. I’m not gonna nuke it for archiving reasons but please Do Not treat it as my current opinion on Paul (he’s still the most loved one here dw), his relationship with Ash and others, and especially my beloved but in dire need of reinvention ship vorpal 🫡 Like none of those opinions are atrocious but yeah. Peace and love

[matchadobo]

hello! can i request ace reacting to his female plus size s/o wearing a beautiful dress and makeup (the whitebeard pirates has a party to attend) because usually she barely do things like that and this is the first time he has ever seen her like this :D

ACE; the way you look tonight

wc: 688 i made it clear in my rules that i wouldn't do any appearance-specific request bc i just don't roll like that homie. buuuut i'd love to write for ace in this set-up 🔥🥺 thanks for the requesttt! but next time, please stick to my rules. warning/s: afab reader, all fluff, just ace being so whipped for you 🥺

"i mean it now, i swear!" you reiterated as you give one more brush up of blush and a sprit of your perfume. after having one last look at yourself in the mirror, you gave yourself one last smile at your appearance. "i'm coming out now, ace."

"i don't believe you at this point, i'll let the crew go ahead, oka- oh fuck!" ace fell backwards when you opened the door, completely lying on the floor. once he gazed at you, he mumbled through his breath that you once again took away. "oh fuck..."

he mused at you as you donned a tight, red dress to match his three-piece, red tux, its glitters shone and almost blinded him. the v-cut by the chest enhanced your mounds, the dumbass gulp as his saliva got stuck on his throat. you were garbed with an long, white gloves that made you look even more regal. you clutched a white purse, sophisticatedly lined with gold; it's a gift from him. and my god, the rouge you colored your lips and cheeks with seemed to have made you even more radiant. your eyes are more striking with the sharp eyeliner and voluminous mascara, he found himself getting lost at your eyes despite lying flat on the floor at your feet.

he had his mouth agape, sitting down to get a better look at you from head to toe back to your face again. a vivid, red blush made its way from his neck to his ears to his entire face. he pressed his lips together before hanging his head down low.

"i-i'd like to apologize," he said through the violent rhythm of his heart. "i shouldn't have rushed you, you look like a fucking princess." he covered his face, trying to calm down.

you found yourself smiling ear to ear, you bent down to your knees and placed a hand on his shoulder. "don't be silly, ace. i really took a long time, sorry for making you wait like that."

"no, no, i mean- l-look at you! this is the first time i've seen you so... so..." he seems to forget whatever he was cooking with his statement when he gave you one more look, the kind smile on your lips made his chest even tighter. your freckled lover just whined again, hiding his face in his palms. "will you please, please, do this more often? i-i just... love the way you look tonight. you're so... pretty." he can't keep his eyes off you, gaze frantically trying to memorize and engrave the way you look tonight in his brain. "i'll even help you! i'll curl or brush your hair! i'd learn make up! i'd go with you to shop for dresses, i'd gift you stuff!"

tears almost pooled in your eyes, you fanned them so as to not smudge your make up. you held his face in your hands, squishing his cheeks together as his mouth made that of similar to a fish. his eyes got even more frantic at your actions and at how close you are.

god, he is so in love with you. you really have him wrapped around your finger, on a goddamn chokehold. you just never stop taking his breath away, nor do you ever look unattractive to him even in your normal look without the cosmetics and accesories. your eyes somehow always look brighter each time you two lock eyes, he says he needs a map outta it 🤣.

"you're so cute~" you pouted, pressing a quick kiss on the corner of his lips. "now, enough dilly-dallying! i don't wanna keep the crew long!"

he'd always show you off and give you a spin each time he had the chance. the entire evening, he compliments you so much you'll feel your ears ring! but you're no complainer! ace always loves to shower you with love. and when a moment to dance comes whether it'll be a party dance or a slow dance, he'll always invite you and have you be completely free and happy with the way you look. that's just the kind of lover he is.

[sunnyrosewritesstuff]

For the Sweet and Spice Bingo: cooking together with Bofur and Bilbo please? <3

First off Lathalea, I'M SO SORRY ABOUT HOW LONG THIS TOOK! Not to sound too much like a fanfic writer, but my health has taken a bit of a hit this month...on top of various natural disasters. 🤣

But this was something different for me and I do appreciate the challenge! 😊 I hope you enjoy.

Pairing: Bilbo x Bofur

Words: 928

Warnings: mentions to canon character deaths (but literally just in passing, this is actually a fairly fluffy fic)

“Now Bilbo, you should know I’m not anywhere close to as good a cook as my brother.” Bofur explained as he let the hobbit drag him along.

“Well I suppose it’s rather a good thing that I do know what I’m doing.” Bilbo remarked wryly. “I just need someone handy with a knife to dice for me, and you seem to fit the bill well enough.”

“Alright, alright.” He laughed.

The truth was Bofur was rather excited to get to spend some time with Bilbo. He had taken the Durins’ deaths just so hard, not that any of the rest of them were any better. Bofur was more than happy to be the one to put a smile back on the hobbit’s face. Without any more complaints, Bilbo had Bofur shoved into his small kitchenette, halfing cherries and other assorted berries.

“What is it that we’re making here again?” He asked as his knife slid smoothly through the blackberries.

“This is my Mam’s magic berry tarts.” Bilbo explained as he rolled out the dough.

“And what’s magic about it?” Bofur teased.

Bilbo gave a sort of breathless laugh, before his smile turned bitter.

“She always used to pull them out and let me help make them any time I was upset. Slipped down the Hill and scraped my knee? Magic berry tarts. It’s a rainy day with nothing to do? Magic berry tarts. Theo Brandybuck turning down my flower? Magic berry tarts. Somehow the process of making them helped me forget about whatever was on my mind.”

“And what exactly am I helping to distract you from?” Bofur asked softly.

Bofur half-expected to see Bilbo’s expression turn sour, but the little hobbit merely gave a sigh and a considering look. 

“Spring is almost upon us. I’ve been thinking about the Shire more and more with each passing day.”

It was a rather innocent statement, but one that caught Bofur off-guard all the same. He should have been expecting it. They had all wondered what Bilbo's plans would be, especially after he declined Gandalf’s invitation to travel with him after the grizzly battle that named Dain king rather than the one they followed. 

“And you’re thinking of…going back?” Bofur asked carefully as he placed the cut berries in the bowl next to Bilbo’s elbow.

“I’m not sure.” Bilbo admitted as he directed Bofur to cut his dough into squares. “There are many reasons to leave, only one really left on why I should stay. But I dare say it’s a worthwhile reason.”

Bofur slowed down on cutting the dough as he observed Bilbo. His attempts to keep from making eye contact. The blush that carried all the way up to his pointy little ears. Bofur felt like he had been stabbed in the stomach, but he forced a teasing grin anyways.

“Oh! So someone has caught our illustrious burglar’s eye then! Well out with it. Is it Nori? Is it that bloke from the Iron Hills who you’ve been talking to about pipeweed? There’s no shame a-course! He’s a fine lad with a rather lovely beard…”

Bilbo’s brows furrowed together as he shook his head, pausing in folding in the berries.

“No, how did you…? Ahem. No, it’s not Nori. And it’s not Durlik.”

Silence settled between them at the confirmation that there was someone in the mountain Bilbo was being sweet on. Bofur cut the last square, wiping his hands off on his pants when he was done.

“There now! Well then, if that’s all I should probably go. I think Bif was waiting for me down in his workshop after all. But I will happily accept some of these delicious magic tarts when you’re finished baking them!”

“WAIT!” Bilbo cried out, reaching out for Bofur’s sleeve.

The dwarf froze as the hobbit stood there. Wide-eyed. Almost shocked by his own actions. 

“I, uh…” Bilbo coughed as he began to fidget in place. “That is to say…part of the magic of magic berry tarts…is that you make them with someone you care for.”

Bilbo looked up at him from under his lashes as his formed fists bounced against the side of his thighs. Bofur stared at him blankly. Well of course, that’s what being a friend was…oh. Oh. He wasn’t quite certain what look was on his face as he figured it out, but he could tell Bilbo knew as the perceptive hobbit’s mouth quirked into a quick weak smirk.

“You know…” Bofur began, his voice unusually hoarse. “I would think if your only reason for not going back to the Shire was because of a single person…well that’d be a mighty silly reason.”

Bilbo’s entire expression drooped as his eyes turned straight down to his furry little toes. Bofur had to put his hand under his chin to get him to look back at him. 

“After all, I’m a rich dwarf now. I could plant roots just about anywhere I want to, I reckon. Also I’m not afraid to tell you that I’ve never met him, but Theo Brandybuck sounds like an idiot. Anyone would be lucky to accept a flower from Bilbo Baggins, this dwarf included.”

Outwardly, Bilbo didn’t seem to react much beyond a soft sigh and a twitching nose. However, his soft hazel eyes were practically brimming with emotions. 

“Well then.” Bilbo breathed. “I guess that’s that then. See? I told you. Magic berry tarts.”

Bofur laughed as he pulled Bilbo in for a hug, not feeling quite brave enough to kiss him. Luckily, bravery was not a trait the hobbit was short on. 

[sasukesun]

some sk shippers think that karin is as important to sasuke as naruto and itachi because he awakened a new power for her and went into complete darkness only when he stabed her (why didn't he want to kill her to stay alone then?)

they claim that sasuke didn't want to kill karin and therefore told her not move (but didn't he pierce her through the heart? and before that she was thrown around by his susasano... why would he care about her well-being?) and that he hesitated when tobi said to finish her off (but he wanted to kill her anyway and was distracted by sakura didn't he?)

they believe that sasuke slept with karin because of the suigetsu's commentary (but they were  like 13-14 years old💀 sasuke was surprised when karin said she was agree to work with him...why would he be surprised if he should understand why she agrees...sk shippers like to say that karin can be rude to sasuke so why is she not outraged when he doesn't let her get close if they already fucked ...). they remind me of ss shippers who believe that sasuke spied upon sakura🤣🤣🤣 they like to criticize ss but sk are just as dumb as ss😳

some of those shippers believe that sasuke loved/had romance with karin because of the statement in suigetsu's profile from the 4th databook and that kishi wanted to make them canon but karin wasn't as popular as sakura (why did sasuke end up with other girl if karin's feelings weren't one-sided ... sasuke didn't love any girl and unfortunately he could end up with any of them lmao). that's why kishi made salad to believe that karin was her mother and some of sk think that karin is her actual mother (but sasuke abandon his daughter anyway... what is so good about it?)

some sk shippers don't understand why sasuke would be truly alone only without naruto. they think taka is important for sasuke because he wanted to save juggo (but sasuke needed him for some jutsu didn't he?) and apologized to karin (but would he apologized if she hadn't come running to him herself?😭... sasuke just abandoned all of them and didn't look for them because he no longer needs taka isn't it?)

i thought sasuke cared of team 7 and team taka while they were his teammates, but once they weren't, he didn't give a fuck about both of them (except for naruto)

so... i'm sorry this ask is so long and for my mistakes (eng is not my first language) and I wonder are sk opinions true? I didn't read the manga but watched anime and I didnt notice any karin's or taka's impact on sasuke at all. so pls tell if there are any differences in the manga

i’m sorry but those people are as delusional as ss shippers and they have a poor understanding of sasuke’s character to say at least.

they conveniently forget that sasuke had to think of team 7 before saving karin. i wouldn’t even say that’s exactly a new power because he just didn’t know if that was possible to do, it wouldn’t necessarily make it an awakening… but yeah, if karin is so important to him and makes him so emotional, emotional enough to improve his sharingan, why he had to think of team 7 before doing that? yikes. his feelings for her aren’t sufficient to provoke an emotion strong enough for that?

i’ve also talked about karin’s sacrifice during kage summit here. and yes, he was going to finish her off before being interrupted. and then he asked sakura to do it because he knew she was lying and that would test her.

the whole “sasuke and karin were fucking” is a big yikes too, like do i have to say how ridiculous that is? i’ve never read something so idiotic in my whole life. and using databooks to prove so? do people know that databooks aren’t written by the mangakas? they are usually written by editors or someone else, it’s not kishimoto’s work. and why people think kishimoto making the whole salad drama makes sk look good? yeah, salad is karin’s daughter, sasuke fucked her once, took her child, gave her to sakura and then abandoned her. sorry, kishimoto mocks both ss and sk in gaiden, he just doesn’t like the idea of sasuke with a woman k.

sasuke rejects karin’s approaches. why asking her to not get so close makes people think otherwise? i’ve also talked about this already. so yeah, he doesn’t get they are hitting on him and yet he still doesn’t want them to get close. he pretty much rejects karin and sakura the same way in relation to physical contact. when sakura confesses, he is harsher to her because she makes a scene and acts inconsiderate and self absorbed in her confessions, this is a way of him calling her out on her behaviour, but the other approaches he pretty much acts the same with karin and sakura, the difference is that karin never confessed while being pathetic and egocentric.

you’re right about how sasuke felt towards team 7 and team taka. he is a good teammate, he felt responsible for his team, that’s why he saves them, but has no strong bond with either. the moment they aren’t his teammates anymore/the moment he doesn’t need their skills anymore, he doesn’t care about them as people. and it’s clearly different when it comes to naruto, who needed to die so sasuke could be truly alone. karin, or any team taka member for what matters, will never be on the same level of itachi and naruto to sasuke, it’s canon.

[mac-lilly]

BTTMW2 Recap - Day 2:

I'm sorry for all the spelling and grammatical mistakes; I typed this on my tablet so auto-correct keeps "correcting" my words.

JATP ending:

So, in the M&G Kenny made us pinky swear that we won't disclose anything JATP-related we talked about. Nothing has changed, though: The show remains cancelled (no season 2; no movie)

Neither during the M&G nor the panel they talked about a tour.

Kenny is still very angry at Netflix because of it

But he's working on new projects and is very excited about them

During the panel, a fan asked about the ending and Kenny refused to give an official answer. Instead he let Madi, Owen, and Jeremy talk about how they imagined the end:

Madi: No ending

Jeremy: Every Phantom gets the ending that they needed as individuals, not as a band. Maybe one coming back to life while others cross over

Owen (joke answer): Alex and Willie move up and become the main ship. The show gets renamed and focuses on them building a family

Owen (real answer): They move on and meet Julie's mom

JATP in general:

They were asked about with whom (character-wise) they'd like to be friends with: Jeremy with Reggie, Kenny with Willie and Alex.

Favorite quotes/moments:

Madi: Wake up

Owen: When he was breaking character by smiling when they left the HGC and Reggie/Jeremy imitates Caleb

Jeremy: "I think they can't see us." "I wish I couldn't see you."

Sacha: I got the music

(Charlie's answer was just ... 🤣 He wasn't very serios about it)

Same when he was asked about his favorite dynamic in the show: The trio Dante, Fuego, and Alex

Owen is so grateful for the project as it was his first time acting as an adult and Kenny, Jeremy, and Charlie helped him a lot

They want to be friends forever. Their friendship is very important for them.

Even though the Orpheum Tour (All the billboards around the globe with "save JATP") didn't get us what we wanted, it left an impact. According to Kenny, many people in the film industry were impressed. And the cast is so grateful about it.

JATP cast fun facts and my unrelated rambling/experience:

Kenny likes Charlie so much because he reminds him of a character he used to play in a musical that set him free and inspired him to become evolve from an actor to a director

Charlie's tattoo "Raison d'être" that he has on his wrist is written in Kenny's handwriting as he inspired it and there's an entire story behind it why this statement is so important to Kenny ... it included raisin bread

Kenny is so inspiring as a person. When he talks about his passion he's just so encouraging. There was so much energy in the room

Charlie liked the wolf on my shirt which is weird cause it was actually a fox.

Mission accomplished: I spoke German to Owen

I wore my "Ghosted" shirt for the Sunset Curve Trio. Jeremy approved. (Btw, I love how this photo turned out.)

Got the "Stand Tall" pose photo. Was great. But I was to short to reach Owen's hand. 🤣

Can't say it enough: They are just incredibly nice and down-to-earth people. All of them -- not just the JATP cast. They really wanted to make you feel comfortable around them.

The autographs for Charlie, Owen, Jeremy, Madi, and Mitchell took so long caused because they really talked to their fans and wanted to know so many things. (Unfortunately, that's also why some people didn't get autographs because they were running out of time.)

Also big shout-out to all the fans who were there. Just as nice as the cast

DreamIt on the other hand: Well, most of the staff tried to be helpful. But the lack of information in English was just not funny. (French people really living up to their reputation, I'm afraid.)

I'm on the selfie 🤣:

I will rant about DreamIt in detail later.

So that's most of the stuff I remember from day 2. Maybe I add some other stuff later as I don't remember much from the closing ceremony. But I recorded it. So can check (and even share it if sb is interested)

[gyoobies]

Voila Magic!

Pairing: Kun x Fem Reader 

Genre: Smut, fluff, fated lovers, strangers to lovers

Warnings:  Minors DNI, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap folks!), first date sex. 

Summary: After You and your friends miss your flight back home you decide to spend your extra day in Vegas doing a little sight seeing, but when a peculiar stand attracts your attention you find yourself in a small magic show off the Vegas strip. (leave me alone I tried.  Y’all know I hate summaries lol!) I didn’t intend for this to be this long but Kun, I-  ...Dah welp!🤷🏾‍♀️ Word count: 5798

It’s kind of proofed but also I was a lil tipsy when I did it so.... yea.

     Oh come on! It's not that bad; so what we missed our flight, at least we were all able to book our rooms another night and we're in Vegas! Let's have one last hoorah before Tiffany jumps the broom next week!

You rolled your eyes at your friend, annoyance oozing from your pores at their statement. "Tiffany's not even here; she was able to make her flight unlike us."

"Sorry for enjoying sin city."

"Oh was that his name?” Your other friend laughed, breaking the tension.

You sighed, and laid back on your friend's bed. " I guess the silver lining is at least now I can see the things I wanted to."

"Uggghhh you mean the boring things don't you? Do we really have to waste our extra night in Vegas doing those kinds of things?"

You sat up with a smirk, "Absolutely not because You're not invited!" You got up to make your grand exit, dodging the pillow she chucked at you on your way out the door of her room.

Trying to make the most of your last day in Vegas you planned out your whole day, ALONE. It wasn't that you didn't love your friends but 4 days straight of partying was enough, today you had a mani-pedi booked, brunch at a tea house and a little shopping to do before picking what show you planned to see this evening. 

There was no shortage of entertaining messages in the group chat between you and your friends.

🎭: can you believe she ditched us to go to exhibits and shows?!!! It's Vegas! You're supposed to party!

👰: this is probably why she ditched you both.

🍒 : I like to believe that I had very little to do with her decision to fly solo today.

🎭: wooooow! Traitor.

🥱: lol!

🥱: da fuck?! Why is my cat emoji now the yawn emoji?

🎭: Because you're boring.

👰: 🤣

🍒: 💀 

🥱:  I would be upset if I wasn't enjoying my day so much ... you ass.

You shook your head, laughing to yourself, as you admired the shimmering rose gold color on your toes. You'd considered getting your  nails done in the same color but the wedding was only a week away so you decided to get French tips instead, as requested by the bride. As you exited the salon into the upscale surroundings of the shops inside the hotel, you took notice of a small stand, so small if it hadn't been for the colors you'd have easily overlooked it. Seemingly out of place with It's bold black color and red trim accompanied by pure white text that simply read "Voila!" Before you knew it your feet were moving in the direction of that oddly placed little stand almost on their own. Now standing before the little stand, you reached out to pick up the only thing displayed on it, a flyer.

"Voila Magic! shop & show."  You giggled a bit thinking about how there were promoters of every kind lining the streets of the strip and yet it was a simple stand, with a simple flyer that stood out in the oddest way amongst all the flashy, lavish shops surrounding it that captured your interest. You took the flyer with you folding it in half and tucking it in your purse before continuing on your way to do a little shopping.

As the day went on you didn't regret one second of your alone time especially when the "wish you were here" message came through your phone with a photo attached, and of course it was a photo of your wonderful friends in a pool with 2 attractive men, nothing shocking there. They had made it their goal to conquer any hot guy that crossed their path. You took a little while to send a reply, not because you had to think of what to say, but because someone in the background of their photo had caught your attention, much like the odd little stand had not too long ago. You couldn't see his face, but his vibrant red hair and well sculpted shoulders had garnered more of your attention from the background of a photo than anyone had since the trip began.

You typed a quick reply, “The strawberry in the back?” and hit send waiting briefly for a response. It didn’t take long to get one.

“HE’S SO HOT! But he’s not with our guys.” 🙁

You sent a simple response, “Unfortunate” before continuing on with your shopping. 

This was the way you preferred to enjoy “sin city”, spas, shopping and now a five star lunch. It wasn't at the Tea House like you had wanted, but you were in no mood to wait an hour to be seated and this place looked promising. You sipped your cocktail on the restaurant's patio while you waited for your food, the red umbrella sticking out of the drink sent your mind racing back to the handsome  stranger with the red hair in the background of the photo. Sure you'd never seen his face but you figured he had to be handsome, who would dye their hair such an attention grabbing color if they didn't have anything to show off? It also helped that your friend confirmed your suspicion. The voice of the waiter speaking to you as he placed your food on the table is what pulled you from your thoughts.  You quickly thanked him and began to eat, wondering why it seemed so hard for you to shake thoughts of a man whose face you couldn't see, and you'd never meet from your mind. The flyer you'd kept from the curious little stand fell to the table, once again grabbing your interest as you took out you wallet to pay for your meal.

"A magic show?!" Your friend yelled from the other end of the call you were currently on as you got ready to head out for the evening. 

"You're seriously not going to hang with us at all today?!"

"Well the two of you could always come with me."

"Pass" They replied in unison.

"Your show starts pretty early, just meet up with us after. I just sent you the address."

You groaned at the location but agreed to meet your friends at the club after your show was done anyway.  

You had no idea why but there was an almost electric feeling in the air as you made your way down the aisle of the small theater to locate your seat. Your heart raced wildly, adrenaline surging through your veins as the rest of the crowd filed in. You were almost overwhelmingly excited, although you weren't exactly sure why. Maybe it was all the time you'd spent as a child attempting to pull a rabbit out of a hat or master a card trick, whatever it was, you felt like it was meant for you to be there in that moment. 

The lights went dark and a booming voice came from the shadows of the stage. The atmosphere buzzed with excitement from the crowd as a spotlight illuminated the magician at the center. You, along with the rest of the audience were enthralled by the showmanship of the magician and you thought for a moment that if your friends had taken you up on your offer they'd have enjoyed the experience too. Oh well, their loss. All too soon the show was over, but not before the magician performed one last trick, seeming to make a door to the magic shop that was advertised on the flyer appear out of nowhere. Cautiously you followed the lights along the floor of the theater to the entrance of the shop.Inside, your curiosity was set free as you walked the aisles of the shop that was much bigger than the theater, your inner child was absolutely elated. You moved further to the back of the shop finding an area filled with books and miniature dioramas of magicians on stage performing different tricks. 

The warm lighting and the aesthetic of the shop called to you, begging you to indulge in a few well angled selfies for social media. You took a quick glance around to be sure there wasn't anyone around to see you be "that person", satisfied that you were alone in the area you snapped a couple selfies. Pleased with the outcome you continued to explore, stopping to admire the knickknacks and beginner friendly magic kits that filled the spaces of the bookshelves around you. You ran your fingers along the edge as you made your way through the aisles, only stopping when a book bearing a title that was almost exact to the name of the show caught your eye. "VOILA! And That's Magic" you felt the need to buy it, even if it was for nothing else but to have a physical reminder of tonight's enchantment. You reached out to remove the book and were startled when you were met with an eye looking back at you.

"Sorry, I  didn't mean to scare you." He laughed. 

"It's ok, I just wasn't expecting to move a book and see an eye."

"That's fair, the odds that two people would remove two different books, on opposite sides of a bookshelf, at almost the same time, from the same spot, have to be pretty low."

You laughed at his statement but agreed with his assumption.  

"Beautiful"

The single word caught you by surprise. 

"Huh?"

"Beautiful, you're beautiful." The first part of his statement comes out a lot more confident than the last.

You couldn't help but to laugh at his sudden admission.  "How would you know? You can just barely see half of my face."

You watched as he slowly tapped under his eye, reminding you of the gems you had used to add a little something extra to your eye makeup tonight. 

"Your makeup. I recognize the eye makeup of the woman that sat two rows down from me, that's how I know you're beautiful."

You stood there speechless at his words, trying to think of what to say in response. Clearly malfunctioning, your lack of a timely response made the stranger behind the bookshelf feel like he may have creeped you out.

"I'm  sorry I didn't mean to come off weird or anything. I'll let you continue."  And as he stepped away you caught a glimpse of bright red hair and felt your heart begin to race. 

"Wait!"

Almost immediately he was back at the narrow opening in the bookshelf. 

You narrowed your eye at him.

"Were you just waiting out of view?" 

He began to blush. " I- I didn't want to walk past your aisle after embarrassing myself."

Butterflies? Were you seriously getting Butterflies over a blushing eye?! 

"I'm not creeped out or uncomfortable, I was just surprised to know that I had an admirer, but it's not fair you know what I look like but I'm only acquainted with an eye." You said as you quickly glanced down at your phone screen to see a text from your friends, undoubtedly asking when you'd arrive at the club they gave you the address to earlier, when you looked back up he was gone.

"Hello! Are you there?" Nothing. Placing the book back on the shelf, you let out a sigh and began to make your way down the lengthy aisle to leave the shop. "Maybe he wasn't cute and didn't want me to know." You said to yourself as you stopped briefly to type a reply to your friend.

"Wow, did you just call me ugly?" 

You snapped your head up from your phone to see probably the most attractive man you'd seen this entire trip smiling down at you. That buzz, that electric feeling in the atmosphere was back and you could feel your heart thumping against your chest as he stared dreamily at you. 

"Where's your book?" 

"I- um, I wasn’t sure if I really needed it or if I just wanted it"

"Wants and needs, they’re basically the same thing. Wait here" he said as he made his way to retrieve the book. 

This was unlike you, how could someone you'd only just met have such an effect on you? Then again, he had this effect on you even before you'd met him. As he made his way back to you, you realized that there had been a magnetic feeling drawing you to him since you'd spotted him in the background of your friend's photo maybe even before then. You thought back to the way the stand advertising the "magic shop and show" you were now standing in the aisles of  seemed to pull you in, and just as you were finishing that thought he was back in front of you, book in hand.

"Thank you." You said as you reached for the book, only to have him pull away with it.

"Let me." he said, a beautiful smile beaming, dimples on full display.

You gave him a questioning look, confused by his actions.

"Let me buy it for you, this way when you look at it, you'll think of me."

"Wow! You are really taking it there and you haven't even told me your name."

His smile faltered and his face began to turn the softest shade of pink, as he shyly rubbed the back of his neck.

"Sorry, I'm Kun and I'm horrible at flirting apparently"

"I don't think you're horrible at it, you're just .... yeah it's bad I can't even lie." You laughed.

"Well you're bad at it too because you haven't told me your name yet."

"But who said I was flirting?" You quipped.

"Oh, that's how you wanna play it?"

The moment your phone rang, you rolled your eyes and sighed. "One second I should answer this."

Of course it was your friend yelling your name at the top of their lungs.

"That was highly unnecessary." you responded.

"We have a VVIP booth! When will you be here?"

"Isn't 10pm a bit early for you two to be this drunk already? You whispered as you looked over to see a very amused Kun.

"So that's your name?" He asked as he stepped closer to you after noticing the way you let your eyes trail over him. There it was again that feeling, like this is where you should be, you wondered if he felt it too. 

"WHO THE FUCK WAS THAT?!" Your friend yelled.

You didn't immediately answer because he was now leaning so dangerously close to your face.

"You going to tell her or can I?"

You quirked your head curiously, wondering what exactly he'd tell her, so you handed him your phone. He introduced himself and immediately the shrieking voices of your friends could be heard through your phone. He quickly returned it to you.

"What's wrong?" You giggled.

"I think my eardrums are vibrating." 

"UM HELLO! WE'RE STILL HERE!"

You turned your attention back to your friends, offering a quick "I'll text you." and  ending the call.

It was silent as the two of you stood there just staring at each other, neither of you remembering where your original conversation left off before your call.

"Um, so what brought you to this show tonight?" He asked.

"Actually it's a bit of a long story."

"Well this is a big shop, I've still got plenty I want to see, and if you're willing, I'd love to hear it while we look around." 

The two of you spent the next hour chatting, well, you did most of the talking, filling him in on how you missed your flight and how you ended up at the show. You explored many areas of the shop together, until a voice rang out over the speakers. "Can two lovebirds kindly make their way to the front checkout at this time? We'll be closing up soon."

You looked at each other and laughed. 

"I guess we've overstayed our welcome." 

Kun laced his fingers through yours almost instinctively and pulled you along to the front. The two of you apologized to the man at the register as Kun placed the basket on the counter.

"Don't worry about it, this place is so full of magic people could get lost in here for hours."

 You looked over at Kun as he paid for all the items that made their way into the basket throughout the evening, and found yourself admiring his features; the curve of his lips, the way his dimples appeared and eyes scrunched up as he smiled. You took one last look before turning to the man behind the counter and giving him a thank you before the two of you left to exit.

"Ah I love this feeling!" The man said before you reached the door causing you to both turn at his peculiar statement, though you were certain you knew the feeling he was talking about, the same feeling you'd been feeling since entering the theater.

"The electric feeling?" 

You snapped your head in Kun's direction, he had felt it too. The old man waved his hands in a grand manner and the doors of the shop opened behind you.

"Last time I felt the air filled with this much energy was when I met the love of my life." And with one final wave he disappeared in a cloud of smoke, the final trick of the evening.

You missed the way Kun stole a glance at you after the old man's statement, but felt the gentle swipe of his thumb over the back of your hand as he led you out the exit of the shop, the doors closing by themselves behind you.

As if right on cue you received a text from your friends. 

“At least send us a photo of what he looks like and where you're going for safety reasons.”

You stared at the message for a moment unsure of how to respond. He hadn't asked you to go anywhere with him, so asking him for a photo might be a little presumptuous. 

"There's a Yakiniku place nearby, I forgot the name but you can tell her when we get there."  

You looked up from your phone with wide eyes.

"Wow! Do you know what privacy is?"

"Of course!" He said as he bit his bottom lip.

"Did you just undress me with your eyes?!"

"Well, you did it to me earlier so I figured I'd return the favor."

"I did not!"

"If you say so."

You watched him as he moved about. "What on earth are you doing?"

Trying to find the best lighting for the photo you need to send to them so we can finish our date."

"Date?" 

"It didn't start out as one but I'd say it's one now." He said as he put his arm around your waist pulling you close, and taking out his phone.

"Let's take one together" 

His scent was intoxicating, warm, inviting and you couldn't stop wondering if he'd taste as good as he smelled. You were obviously swimming in your thoughts because you hadn't even realized he'd already taken the picture.

"What were you thinking about so intensely?" He said as he showed you the photo of the two of you. It was pretty obvious your mind was elsewhere.

"Eww, delete that! Let's take another." 

He just laughed and wrapped his arm around your waist again, but this time you were determined to stay focused on taking a good photo and not on how delicious he smelled.

"Perfect!" He said as he examined the screen. "I'll send it to you. What's your number?" 

You scoffed at the realization of what had just happened. He had really just played that so smooth, you were almost annoyed at how easily you fell for it, especially when you noticed the smirk on his face as he waited expectantly. You took his phone and typed your number, rolling your eyes as you handed it back to him. 

"Thank you" he said as he grabbed your hand and began to lead you in the direction of the restaurant. Once you arrived you sent the name of the place along with the photo to your friends.

 The hostess escorted you to a booth in the corner of the restaurant at Kun's request. Just as you took your seat, your phone began to vibrate almost nonstop, and you were pretty sure you knew why. You excused yourself to the restroom where you quickly opened the messages from your friends.

🎭 : Biiiiiiiiiitch 

🍒: 😩 it's the guy from earlier

👰: I  opened this photo and almost got a divorce before I even got married 😅 

🎭: Omg it is him!

🥱: lmao you guys sent it to Tiffany?!

🎭: Fuck yes we did! Who would believe us if we said you met some sexy ass guy at some little magic show without receipts?

🍒: MOUNT HIM! He ignored so many advances from women at the pool today.

🎭: Seriously, he must have been waiting for the one.

👰: Not you finding a plus one for my wedding during my bachelorette trip!

🥱: we're done here. Bye! I can't stand y'all.

🍒: BYE! See you in the morning 😏

Little did you know Kun had also sent the photo to his friends and at the same time you were dealing with your friends, he was having a similar conversation with his.

Ten: Give her to me!

YangYang: I can't believe you actually found her!

Xiaojun: If he'd have approached her when he first saw her in the café that day, LIKE I SAID, he could have spent more than just tonight with her. You're just lucky she missed her flight.

YangYang: And of all places, a lame magic show. It must be fate.

Ten: I'm ok with sharing.

Kun: She was literally in the middle of a group of her friends giving the bride gifts, and magic shows aren't  lame!

Xiaojun: You act like it was the actual wedding. You literally spent almost everyday hoping to see her since.

Kun: I did not!

Ten: You did go to the pool hoping she'd be there when you saw her friends headed that way earlier.

Xiaojun: SIMP

"What's got your eyebrows all furrowed?" You giggled as you sat down, startling Kun a bit.

"Oh nothing! Just my friends being annoying as usual."

You hadn't realized until he said that, that you hadn't actually known why he was in Vegas and who he was there with. So, you decided to be as nosey as he had been. Kun was an open book, he told you about this being their annual friends trip and a little bit about each of them. You learned of each other's careers and hobbies, he was more than happy to show you a few magic tricks before your food came. He even taught you a card trick that you had wanted so badly to learn as a kid. 

Dinner now finished, you found yourself with a decision to make as the two of you made your way back to the hotel. Kun tipped the driver and got out first, extending his hand to help you out next. Hand in hand you entered the hotel lobby walking across the casino floor to make your way to the guest elevators. Just before reaching the guest checkpoint that leads to the hotel elevators, Kun stopped and turned to you.

"I know it's late, but do you want to go for a walk through the rooftop garden? I'm not ready to say goodbye just yet." 

That's when you made up your mind. You had been the responsible one this whole trip, made sure Tiffany’s itinerary was followed, kept watch over your friends when they got a little too drunk, made sure they stayed hydrated, not an easy task with a bunch of thirst buckets. Now you were going to do something a little out of the ordinary for you.

You gave his hand a gentle squeeze, fingers still intertwined with yours, and made your way through the guest checkpoint, scanning your key card to gain access. You didn't look in his direction as you waited for the elevator afraid you might not be so bold if you looked at him. The minute the elevator doors opened you pulled him inside, hit the number 7 and then the “close door” button. You had avoided looking at him since leading him to the elevators, but now inside one completely covered in mirrors you had no choice, and when you finally looked over to his reflection he was looking back at you. The elevator bell dinged signaling you had reached your floor, so you took a deep breath and finally turned to face him.

"You can say goodbye now or you can tell me in the morning."

It was dizzying the way he lifted you into a kiss so suddenly, as if he had been waiting for permission all night and once he got it, he let go of any restraint he had. Your legs immediately wrapped around his waist as he carried you out of the elevator. You pulled away from the kiss to tell him your room number clumsily making your way down the hall as he carried you. You left a trail of kisses up his neck running your tongue across his Adam's apple indulging in your curiosity about the way he’d taste. Kun groaned at the feeling of your mouth on his skin, knees nearly giving out when you nipped at the spot beneath his ear. Finally reaching your room he pressed your back against the door and stole your breath away with kisses. Blindly you searched for your room key as he returned your love bites, hardening dick grinding against you through the fabric of your clothes. 

"We'll never make it inside if you keep doing that, I can't focus."

He let out a soft laugh and put you down. You took a deep breath to calm yourself enough to find your key, the minute the door was open you were all over each other again. There was no time for foreplay, no time for words, only needy kisses and soft moans as you walked him backwards towards the bed. When the back of his legs hit the edge you undid his pants and pushed them down just enough to let gravity handle the rest. You pulled away from the kiss to give him space to remove his shirt and once he had done so you took the opportunity to push him back onto the bed, watching as his body fell into the plush blankets and his bold red locks danced away from his forehead. Undoubtedly  this mental image would stay with you forever. 

You peeled your shirt off and shimmied out of your pants, revealing red lace panties and a matching bra almost the exact same red as his hair. Kun let out a groan at the sight of you practically naked and climbing onto the bed to straddle him. You weren't on top for long before he rolled you over so you were under him. He gently ran his thumb over your lips and when you parted them to take his thumb into your mouth he let out a soft sigh as he watched you. You looked up to him with pleading eyes as you pushed at the waistband of his underwear. Taking the hint he pulled his thumb from between your lips and quickly discarded his underwear, ridding you of yours soon after. Now completely naked Kun hovered over you kissing along your shoulder as he unclasped your bra and tossed it to the side.

You wrapped your legs around his back and pulled him closer to you, drawing out a chuckle from him. He lifted his face to look into your eyes. "So impatient" he said as he moved his hand between the two of you dropping his head to the crook of your neck with a sigh when he discovered how wet you were.  He lifted from you slightly to line himself up with your entrance, letting his head fall back to the crook of your neck as he pushed into you.

You gasped as he bottomed out, the electric feeling that had been in the air now surging through you from head to toe. Slowly he began to move, thrusting in and out of you. Moans of pleasure flowed freely from your mouth sending messages that only he could understand, messages urging him to move faster, harder, deeper, to make you his, to keep you by his side forever. And so he did, he thrusted faster, harder, deeper. Enjoying the way your breast bounced with each thrust, the way you moaned his name was music to his ears, the way your fingers gripped him as your nails dug into the flesh of his back. Xiaojun was right, this could have been the two of you all week but he missed his chance, now he was determined to make up for it. He'd  give you all he had even if it was just for one night but he hoped for so much more.  

He kissed you with a tenderness that set your heart ablaze, a stark contrast to his relentless thrusts that were threatening to break you at any moment. He wrapped one arm under your thigh, giving him a better angle to thrust even deeper into you. Your mouth hung open as you threw your head back, gasping out praises, and he watched with hungry eyes as your chest rose and fell with each panting breath.

"I- I'm  gonna cum" you barely managed to form the words between breaths.

" You're so wet I thought you came already." 

He smiled against your neck as you whimpered, partly from embarrassment but mostly because you really were about to cum. 

A few more deep thrusts and your walls began to flutter around his dick, causing him to moan your name in response, filling the room with praises for you as your pussy sucked him in even more, soaking his dick and dripping onto the sheets as you chanted his name.  

Kun quickly followed, pulling out and painting your stomach with his cum. Kun took a moment to catch his breath before going to retrieve a washcloth to clean up his mess.

"Where are you going?" You pouted.

"To wash this out, I'd feel bad knowing some poor housekeeper had to pick up a towel covered in my cum."

You laughed as you closed your eyes, he had a point. You didn't even want to think about all the cum covered everything they had to deal with on a daily basis. You soon felt the bed dip as Kun snuggled up to you, adjusting your position so that your face was tucked into his chest. There was so much he wanted to say, but you were already half asleep. He was sure you had felt the connection, felt the electrical charge in the air that only seemed to get more intense the closer you got to each other, but a small part of him worried that maybe he was being a hopeless romantic, that all the things that happened leading up to your meeting was just a coincidence, that this was going to end up being one of those "the one that got away" stories. He was so lost in his thoughts that he hadn't realized you were awake until he felt your lips against his.

 "What's wrong? You said barely above a whisper as you studied his features in the soft light provided by the reading lamp on the nightstand.  He looked at you with soft eyes and threw your leg over his hip, pulling you even closer.

 "Want to know a secret? I've been hoping to run into you for a few days now."

"What?"

"Our first day here, I saw you with your friends in the café. I wanted to approach you then." 

You thought back to that day, you remembered that day felt strange, like something was going to happen although it never did. Now having felt that same feeling today, and learning he was in the café that day, you were sure it was him that you were feeling. 

"Why didn't  you?"

"I didn't want to be rude."

You nodded in understanding. "So you've been hoping to run into me?"

"Yea, I even went to the pool today when I saw your friends headed that way, thinking you'd probably be there too." He gave a small but nervous laugh.

Your heart skipped a beat at how cute and honest he was being. You got out of the bed to get your phone and he worried for a moment that he had said too much until you climbed back into bed and snuggled in close to him again. 

"Haven't been looking for you, but since I saw you at the pool I was drawn to you."  You laughed at the confusion on his face until you showed him the picture of your friends, and pointed to him in the background.  

"I even asked if you were friends with the guys they were with." 

You watched as Kun's face lit up with amusement just before he leaned in to kiss you, a smile still playing on his lips.  YangYang had to be right, this had to be fate.

Morning goodbyes came too soon for either of your liking, but sweet kisses and promises to call, text & visit made them seem slightly less bitter. The flight home was filled with thoughts of the man who had possibly stolen your heart with dimples and cheesy magic tricks. You were sure that when you slept that night he'd be in your dreams too. Finally arriving back at your home after a short car ride from the airport with your friends, they made sure to remind you that once you had all settled in you'd have to tell them everything about Kun. 

As you made your way into your front door, you remembered you hadn't taken your phone off airplane mode. The moment you did it your phone buzzed with 3 new messages, all from Kun. You smiled to yourself as you opened the 1st message. A simple "have a safe flight" on your screen. The next message was a photo of him out at breakfast, a mountain of French toast in front of him, and a big smile adorning his face. The final message sent a wave of excitement through your body.

" I hope this doesn't seem too forward, but we leave Vegas tomorrow and if you don't mind I'd like to extend my vacation by a few days and spend it with you."

Before you had a chance to respond you received another message. 

"Thank you for visiting Voila Magic! We hope you enjoyed your evening.  If you did, please take a moment to leave a review."

You took this as a sign from the universe to accept Kun's offer. You quickly pulled up his message again to respond.

"I'd love that"

You two spent the next few days together and by the second day you started to believe maybe magic was real.

[bedknees]

Thoughts on Dabi from MHA

Ehehhehehehehhehehehehhehehe. I am so sorry for how long this got.

Listen I'm mentally ill about Touya Todoroki. When Dabi was first introduced, I immediately needed to know more about him. Why is he horrifically burned? Why is there an air of mystery surrounding him? Why is his quirk somewhat... familiar?

The answers came, of course. Painfully slowly, but I'm glad because the narrative build up made the reveal more satisfying (it out-trended the 2020 US Presidential election 🤣). But real talk, most Dabi stans knew rather early on before the reveal that he was almost certainly Touya. Some people that became accustomed to Hollywood making twists as unpredictable as possible (to the point it hurts the story more than helps, but that's a topic for another day) thought that the "Dabi Todoroki" twist would be letdown because of how obvious it was.

And first things first: Dabi's identity reveal as Touya Todoroki is NOT a twist. It's just a necessary component of his arc. Every bit of his story was leading up to the reveal. The pieces were just waiting to be assembled by Horikoshi when the time was right. The reveal proved to be not any less impactful.

Okay, so with that aside, Dabi/Touya means a lot to me. Dabi represents the horrific trauma I experienced from a father who put himself first. He perfectly illustrates how even if said father is willing to change for the better, the damage he has inflicted will not just go away and be righted.

Because I was the oldest child, too. Because I was slowly and painfully shown indifference when it became clear I had physical shortcomings. When it was wrongfully determined I wasn't "good enough". Touya represents the dread, the terror, the despair I experienced because of all the rejection and abuse.

Dabi represents an embittered, suicidal, rage-fueled version of myself that could have easily surfaced and took over if I didn't have a better support system. Dabi represents me truly attempting to form a meaningful relationship with my dad after running away, years later, only to find my own brother being abused in a horribly ironic echo of the past (though my own brother is more like Natsuo than Shouto). Nothing changed. The cycle continues. No amount of love can change that.

My dad may be a much better person now. Endeavor may have had genuine character development and now seeks redemption. Neither of these statements changes anything. Being a good person now does not take away the awful things you have done in the past. It does not make you entitled to forgiveness. Making strides to be a good person is difficult and admirable, but it should never ever be a tool of absolution.

Abused kids should never have to forgive their parents out of obligation, no matter how good they are now.

In the end, Touya/Dabi highlights my own struggles. He is almost like a vindication of my pain; how his entire narrative deconstructs Endeavor's redemption arc. I would never, say, murder 30+ people, but the progression of his story makes it easy to understand why he is the way he is presently. Dabi should not be excused of his crimes and deserves to be held accountable, but he is a decidedly tragic character that is a direct result of the failings of Hero society.

I want with everything for Touya to be given another chance. A chance to reconnect with the other members of his family that love him. To see that he is cared for and remembered fondly. To reconnect with Natsuo and see just how broken he was over his "death".

I love Touya so much. I would do anything for him to make it out of this, even if it is behind bars.

Thanks for sending me this ask, Fleur!!!!

[karahalloway]

Sorry for the delay in responding to this reblog! As you know, work was quite busy last week, so I didn't get around to everyone in my hey queue 😔

But! Better late than never!

You are more than welcome! I love our little brain storming sessions!

Me too! You've saved my bacon so many times now with this fic! They may be small suggestions in the grand scheme of things, but I'm a sucker for detail and if I get stuck on a small part, then the entire chapter grinds to a halt 😅 So I really do appreciate it!

Before I even start, that chapter photo.........

God, you have NO idea how long it took me to find a pic that I liked / captured the up-against-the-wall situation in this chapter

Ah, poor guy. That would absolutely be the reaction of most men in that situation.

Hubby actually said that even if they had make-up sex, Drake would still be livid (at Harper, at Chris, at the entire situation) but I told him that they had to kiss and make up b/c I can't spend chapter upon chapter of him stomping around in a huff 😅 Characters got sh*t to do, man! 🤣

I mean......... yes, please

As we are all very well, for whatever reason, aware, angry, possessive Drake is...

She's gonna end up having to wear his shirt.....

There's that possessiveness we all love

...and love to hate 😅 B/c especially in this fic (and in the context of this specific situation that he finds himself in with Harper and Chris), it's gonna bite him in the ass a few times.

And there it is: the root of all the issues

This was an interesting revelation to have had in the writing process. Because I was drilling down through all his insecurities to find the basest motivation he could have, and found this one. Which was interesting for me, because then the next couple of paras explore why he feels that way, and it provided me with an interesting insight into canon. I do like these moments when you learn something new about your character 🤗

I think this is such a HUGE point often overlooked. In any universe where she ends up with Drake, it has to put a huge strain on Liam and Drake's relationship. They are like brothers. But that bond to a mate is stronger than anything, and if they both really feel it, well, that's a whole can or worms right there............

Yes. Agreed. Even though it is hard to read about / people will disgaree with his reactions / feel that he is being unfair towards Chris/Liam. But that's life people! And that's why the bro code dictates that 'bros come before hoes' - to avoid exactly this type of conflict btwn the guys... even though emotions get in the way and it doesn't always work. (Love the duelling lightsabers gif btw!👌)

Why do I have a feeling this statement will be back to bite him in the ass? You know, when his girlfriend becomes one.....

He-he-he... 😅 You are right... it will come back to bite him. But not necessarily for the reason you're thinking of

🤣🤣🤣 Called it!

You sure did! It's great when this happens, huh? 😆

Wow, that was quite a ride! There was a lot of really good imagery in this chapter!

Thanks! A lot of angst, blood, sweat and tears went into this chapter (and not just from a sheer length perspective!) 😅

I'm excited to find out what Christian's intentions really are and if they are to win her back, how she's going to handle it.

Me too, girl... Me too!

Thanks so much for reading, liking and reblogging!! Not to mention always supporting my wack take on the engagement tour 😇

(Less Than) Noble Intentions: Chapter 13 - Invidia (Part 2)

Series: TRR (following the events of Book 2, with changes)

Pairing: Drake Walker x OC (Harper Gale)

Rights belong to Pixelberry, most characters and some dialogue belong to them.

Book Synopsis: The social season may be over, but Harper Gale’s problems are just beginning… Harper came to Cordonia looking for adventure, and ended up finding love… not in the arms of a prince, like she thought she might, but in those of his commoner best friend, Drake Walker. But even though Prince Christian has chosen someone else to be his fiancée, Harper’s hope of a happily-ever-after with Drake is put to the test when she finds herself in the centre of a contrived sex scandal. With everyone at court a potential suspect, can she get to the bottom of the plot against her and clear her name?

Masterlist: (Less Than) Noble Intentions

Missed Book 1? Catch up on the events of the social season in (Un)Common Attraction.

Chapter Summary: Back at Applewood, things between Harper and Drake get heated… and not just because of the sweltering summer heat.

Word Count: 6,400 (+ about 1,500 words’ of additional notes at the end)

Rating/Warnings: M (swearing, angst, aggravation, possible dub con, some serious smut)

Chapter theme song:

A/N1: Thank you for bearing with me! I know you have all been anxiously awaiting this next installment! Hopefully it meets expectations…! 🙃 Also, if you haven’t listened to the chapter theme song yet, this is definately the time to do it, because it’ll help set you up for what’s about to go down… *dun dun dun…*

A/N2: Special shout-out to @angelasscribbles again for helping me out when I got a bit stuck on an important detail in this part!

A/N3: As before, translation of French terms/phrases at the end.

A/N4: Invidia is a Latin term and it means ‘envy’.

Also available on Wattpad (where Part 1 and Part 2 have been published as one long chapter).

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