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etheries1015 · 10 months ago

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I had sort of a crack idea of what would the non-human twst boys do if their crush or s/o was allergic to them? Savanaclaw and Octonivelle with like the fur allergy and seafood allergy. Maybe diasomnia’s s/o has some sort of fairy allergy? Sorry if this is too silly for you to write, it’s alright if you don’t 😭

I LOVE THIS BECAUSE I'VE HAD A SIMILAR THOUGHT i'm allergic to cats and i'm like...man what am I gonna do around Grim BUAHAHA...this is a great idea. Nothing is too silly to write my friend!

Non-human Twst boys reacting to a S/O who is allergic to them!

featuring: Savanaclaw and Octavinelle!

general warnings: gender neutral reader, not really proof read \

TW: None! just fluff. and allergies.

Leona

The first time you sneezed around him, they didn't know it was literally BECAUSE of him. This was until you two took a nap together for the first time, and when you woke up he saw your face...Oh, brother. Your eyes were puffy and red, congested, and your nose leaked like nobody's business. He genuinely felt bad about this, but wouldn't let you in on his true feelings/emotions. Without understanding the cause (though he had an inkling) he immediately took you to the doctor.

"They're allergic to me? What kind of shitty nonsense is that?!"

Leona invested in the most expensive of healthcare for you. Allergy pills and whatnot, because he wasn't about to sacrifice his lovely naps with his significant other. No amount of allergy is gonna stop him from getting what he wants, and that is your affection.

Ruggie

"Sooo...basically you're saying you're allergic to me? Cause' im part heyena?"

"It's a little more complicated than that. It's more like...animal dander? I guess?" You didn't seem to certain in your answer either, it was more or less a guess since...well, there wasn't half beast half human where you are from. You can only make an educated guess on why you're so allergic to him based off of the information you had back at home.

Ruggie is honestly so sad about this. He can't afford to get you any treatments or medical help with this, so you two just have to be careful. He does manage to get his hands on some special washing products (probably legally) and takes extra care of what he eats, and how clean he his. He's consistently brushing his hair and cleaning his ears.

"Man i'm such a simp. What's wrong with me?!" ...He isn't used to bending backward for people. But seeing you so sick around him, hurt him even more than his pride, so he of course would do anything to make sure you're as comfortable around him as possible. Ahh...the power of love <3

Jack

He gives me the "I must stay away from you for your own good," Type. Although this doesn't last very long. Jack is incredibly loyal, and he's far too attached to let you go. There's times where he would try and keep a distance (much to your annoyance), but when you began sneezing and itching your eyes you knew he was somewhere nearby. Jack is protective like that, but it pains his heart to see you so sick because of something he cannot control.

He does both a mix of what Ruggie and Leona does. He took up extra part-time jobs to afford good allergy medication for you, the entire works. Pills, eye drops, nasal sprays, breathing treatments...He also invests in high-quality shampoo and conditioner to help rid of his dander and hopefully reduce the amount of shedding he has.

With the amount of hair Jack has, he is CONSTANTLY brushing it and it is CONSTANTLY shedding. He does EVERYTHING under the sun to control this, all for you. Although... this is a partnership! You told him that a relationship goes two ways. You love him regardless of how itchy you may get, and you equally chip in to problem-solve.

You're both loyal to each other until the very end, no matter what trivial matters may get in your way <3

Azul

He knew before you two started dating that you had a severe allergy to seafood, so he made it a point to avoid you. But...that didn't stop YOU from coming to HIM. It was one of the things that drew him towards you, the way even though you were gaining a rash you would still wrap your arms around the back of him. Although it wasn't as bad in his human form, he was always terrified what would happen if he were to unleash his original form.

But worry not! We are talking about the literal king of potionology. He finds a remedy very quickly, and you trust him...a little too fast. He is astonished when he says;

"Take this...the second you drink this your allergies will be something of the past. But be warned-" You grabbed it out of his hand and chugged it. He stared at you with his jaw slacked open, his face turning a deep shade of hot red when you throw yourself onto Azul and place a big fat kiss against his cheek.

He imploded. But hey! his potion worked! He tried to get you to give him some sort of paypack, but you mentioned that your form of payment was in that kiss.

He now demands kisses every time he makes the potion for you <3 It's kind of a silent agreement. He just stares at you after you're done drinking it, and whenever you feign ignorance the point upon his lips is far too obvious.

Jade

The first time you broke out in hives, he remained completely calm. Jade is rather smart, and he understands your allergy must be because of his disposition as a mer-folk. Although in human form, he couldn't help but notice the way you would hide your rashes either behind makeup or by bulking clothing. He was amused by this for a moment, but when he saw it worsen he couldn't help but become worried.

"Why would you go so far for me? what do you gain by allowing yourself to become sick?" When you replied with a blush that you simply liked Jade, thus his shock soon turned into action. He excused himself for a few days to climb mountains and collect the most effective of flowers and medicinal remedies for allergies and put together a potion that you were able to take to alleviate your symptoms.

He isn't the vice house warden for nothing! His talents and magic prowess truly aided him, albeit in a way that was seemingly selfish. It was all worth it for you, though.

But he does use you as an example during a class project in potionology, having you stand up in front of the class while he compares your allergies before and after taking the potion.

He got a 100% in the project. And a Significant other. A win-win for everyone!

Floyd

Floyd is much smarter than he lets on. The moment he hugs you from behind and touches your arm, he notices the rash right away. He eyed it with a frown, and without saying anything he let go of you much to your dismay, leaving you to your lonesome for a few days on end.

You had to admit you missed Floyd, his silly jokes and way of talking, his unpredictable personality, and the attention he would often give y you. While sitting at the table during a free period, your head was propped up against your hand and a sad sigh escaping your lips.

"Ehhhh? Why is shrimpy sitting here all alone? Didya miss me?" A familiar voice teased as arms wrapped around you and something akin to a vegetable drink set in front of you. You gasped and smile up at the tall male, who wasn't wrapping his arms around you as you were used to, typically ignoring the itching of your rashes. He convinced you to drink what he sat in front of you, and although you eyed it with suspicion, you sighed and drank it in one gulp and tightly shut eyes.

Nothing happened. You turned to look over at Floyd, about to question the purpose of making you drink the (surprisingly tasty) smoothie-like liquid but were quickly interrupted by lips pressing against your own.

The kiss caught you off guard and you began to panic, talking about your allergy...before you realized that nothing was happening. No rash, no itchiness, nothing.

"Seeeee? It's a potion. I made Azul make it for me. Now I can touch you as much as I want," He smiled proudly. However he managed to convince Azul would forever be beyond you...

He forgets to give you the potion sometimes, only when you two are cuddling and a rash or itching pops up do the both of you realize it's time for a dose.

Ya'll are so silly for each other <3

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #octavinelle x reader #floyd leech #floyd leech x reader #jade leech #jade leech x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #leona kingsholar x reader #ruggie bucchi x reader #ruggie bucchi #jack howl #jack howl x reader #twisted wonderland headcannons #twst headcannons #leona x reader

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actual-changeling · 1 year ago

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this one is thanks to a post by @thegroovyfool because she is very much correct - we do not talk about aziraphale's "i need you" enough.

so once again, with a deep breath and a sigh, welcome back to alex's unhinged meta corner, where i tear apart the confession scene frame by frame. i'm gonna say, watching this particular clip over and over and focusing on aziraphale's face almost took me out.

let's get into it.

first, how about a little look at our starting point. (any blurry screencaps are due to a LOT of movement on michael's part rip)

crowley is very pointedly facing away from him, he turned after aziraphale said "we can be together - angels!", presumably because being offered exactly what he wants in the one way he cannot have it fried his brain, cause besties it surely fried mine.

aziraphale on the other hand looks openly desperate, which is why he says "i need you." more on that later. let's have a look at how he says it, because michael "microexpressions" sheen is putting in the work.

to me, he seems close to tears, his eyes are glistening in that specific "i'm about to cry my eyes out" way i know from looking in the mirror while crying

he is trying to get crowley to listen to him and to turn around. he wants crowley to face him, which is something most people tend to want during an argument. talking to someone who is not looking at you tends to make someone frustrated and like they're not hearing you/do not care about what you have to say.

aziraphale looks close to despair, his i need you is a plea to crowley to come with him. he is opening himself up not just emotionally but physically, too.

he slightly leans forward, his arms are raised and seem to both slightly grasp for crowley and point towards his chest/heart for emphasis. the pure pain visible on his face knocks the air out of me every single time i look at it.

aziraphale is admitting to needing him, something he has never done before, hell, he has told him the exact opposite on numerous occasions. i don't need you. and while they both knew it was a) a lie and b) a way for him to deal with his conflicting emotional standpoints and cognitive dissonance, it still hurt crowley every. single time.

crowley was there for him no matter what, he knows aziraphale needs him but he came back and remained at his side even when he was pushed away and more or less openly insulted. he endured it all.

aziraphale saying i need you now is pretty much a slap in the face but also what crowley needs to hear. as with everything that happens during the entire conversation, the timing is fucked up and they're talking past each other.

in my opinion, that is why crowley does not react.

only when aziraphale turns spiteful and starts questioning his understanding (aka calling him stupid without outright saying it) does he re-enter the conversation.

aziraphale, however, is upset. now, i will put on my tinhat for just a second and turn up the insanity because there are two more things i want to talk about.

first, the little stutter at the beginning.

"i ngk - i need you."

my question is - why? why does he stumble over these words in particular when it does not happen with any other sentence? the only other time is right after crowley walks away with his "good luck", he stumbles over crowley's name.

so, in short, it happens when he is either caught off-guard or saying something incredible emotional.

and this, everyone, is where i go unhinged in my interpretation.

what if he initially did not want to say "i need you?" what if he was so caught up in getting crowley to stay/come with him that he did not think and almost confessed another three word sentence?

what if he was about to say "i love you" but stopped himself because no, that's too direct, they don't do that, they can't do that. it goes against EVERYTHING they have silently build over the last six thousand years. so he chokes on it. he chokes on it and instead he says "i need you" because it means the same thing.

i need you. don't leave me. come with me. be an us. go off together.

i forgive you. i love you.

they say it over and over again because that's the only way they can say it.

that is why aziraphale is so angry and upset after saying it. he told crowley he loves him, he needs him, and all he got in return was silence.

the funny part is that this code may have worked before, but it no longer does. crowley is too hurt to listen to what aziraphale is trying to tell him, and aziraphale is equally as hurt and also not listening anymore.

the funny part is that it stopped being about love and started being about sides again. my side, your side, our side. choose a side, choose our side, choose me.

the funny part is that beelzebub and gabriel told them what they need to do, i found something that mattered more to me than choosing sides.

#alex talks good omens #good omens #ineffable husbands #crowley #aziraphale #good omens season 2 #go2 #aziracrow #crowley x aziraphale #good omens meta #ineffable divorce #this was spontaneous i saw the post and my brain went i need to do this right now #so i did #anyway if u disagree with my conclusions thats fine i disagree with my own theories often enough #otherwise fandom wouldnt be any fun

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yharnamsnewslug · 9 months ago

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In a time when transandrophobia is finally being spoken of and being discussed, there's now an extremely transmisogynistic copypasta being sent to a bunch of transfeminine folk and the first thing I want to say is "this is obviously to invite conflict between transmascs and transfems" because that has happened before and will happen again - in both directions (there's been copypastas of people pretending to be trans women who hate trans men but 1. You never trust a fucking anon and 2. A Trans Woman Would Not Fucking Say That).

But also ignoring the fact that I've scrolled on the transandrophobia tag AND seen actual transmisogyny from other trans folks would be incredibly irresponsible of me. And it's not the way I work, the way I want to be. Ignoring that there's an issue in the first place, small or big or whatever it actually is (because I block these people, so I don't see the extent of it and my scope IS limited) would be a huge asshole move of me. It would be doing what we're saying other trans people are doing with us.

There's a lot of inflammatory posts going around right now and I just wish people would take a deep breath and have the perspective and humility to say that while this COULD be a troll, it could also be someone being a 100% serious. If trans women who abhorr trans men exist, the opposite can and also does exist. Dismissing it is bullshit, in my opinion.

I want to open up a conversation, not shut it down immediately. That's why we began to talk about transandrophobia in the first place - to broaden the conversation about transphobia. So I hope whomever that copypasta anon is, if they're not a fucking troll, to get their head out of their fucking ass and kick it to the ocean.

We are supposed to work TOGETHER. Shut the fuck up, trans women and transfeminine people are not people to be harmed, to be fixed, to be put against. They're allies, and friends, and people who are suffering alongside us. If you cannot get that through your head, you're not good for this fucking movement. You're not an activist, you're a fucking bully.

That's it, that's all I have to say.

#transandrophobia

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shadowqueenjude · 10 months ago

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Azriel is jealous of Lucien

Azriel is 100% jealous of Lucien and here is, in my opinion, why: 1. There's the obvious factor: he has a mate and Azriel does not (or so he thinks). He's jealous of Rhysand and Cassian for this but he still manages to be happy for them because they're his closest friends. But he perceives Lucien as this "outsider," yet he got a mate while Azriel did not. 2. Truthfully? Lucien and Azriel have many similarities, particularly when you consider their backstories. Both grew up in abusive households and have difficulty getting over females that are not their mates despite their conviction that they are (Jesminda and Mor). Both feel like outsiders, although it's wild that Azriel feels that way considering he has Rhys and Cass but whatever. They even both have scars as a result of unbearable cruelty. But while Azriel came out of that situation with unresolved anger issues and a tendency towards violence (as demonstrated during the High Lord's meeting) and a darkness to him, Lucien came out of that situation a gentleman, still managing to be kind and with an incredible amount of self-restraint and lightness to him (and typically opting for nonviolence). Azriel sees himself as a bad person and he resents the fact that Lucien still maintains himself as a good person despite it all. 3. Lucien was easily accepted as a part of the group as his true self (or that's what Azriel sees) while Azriel still feels like he can't be his true self. He admitted in the bonus chapter that he only lets Rhys see the full extent of his anger because Rhysand is the only one who can match it. So, he doesn't even show his full anger to Cassian or Feyre. And look at them during the solstice in ACOSF: Rhys sprawled in an armchair, and Cassian occupied a second armchair with Lucien leaning against it, arguing with them about something that seemed related to a sporting event.

vs Azriel: Azriel lingered near the door, quiet enough that when Feyre and Mor began talking about some of her paintings, Nesta went over to him.

Lucien, with his ability to talk with people, worked his magic on Rhysand and Cassian easily. Lucien, despite having to deal with the strain of the mating bond, is still managing to converse with them while their own best friend of centuries cannot bear the scent of Lucien's bond, even though the person most affected by it isn't him. 4. Azriel feels replaced by Lucien. He is the Inner Circle's spy, mainly, but he isn't good for much else if we're being honest. Lucien, on the other hand, can ALSO spy. Evidence: Lucien took a steadying breath, and I wondered—wondered if being emissary also meant being spymaster.

Apart from that, he has exceptional abilities with people. He was instantly seen working his magic when the IC was having difficulty working out a time and place for the High Lord meeting. He helped create the antidote for the faebane as well. Then there's Azriel's other use: being a warrior. Lucien is a warrior too. And he is so powerful that he was able to venture into the continent by himself where even Rhysand with all his power feared to tread and come back with a large army which was essential for their victory. And post-war, he is the one keeping Prythian together, along with his beloved older brother Eris. He had to give Lucien credit: the male was somehow able to move between his three roles—an emissary for the Night Court, ally to Jurian and Vassa, and liaison to Tamlin—and still dress immaculately. Then there is this from Azriel: “No. But we need to summon Lucien,” Azriel said, just a shade tightly, as if he didn’t like it one bit. Elriels take this to be about Elain, but I actually believe this is further evidence of his complete and utter jealousy. It pains him to admit that the IC needs Lucien even more than they already did. With Lucien's increased role, Azriel's role further diminishes in Az's eyes. So when Azriel says he thinks "Lucien will never be good enough for her?" He is projecting his own feelings onto Lucien. Deep down he knows that he is completely and utterly wrong for Elain and that Lucien is 100% right for her. When he says that he'd "Defeat Lucien with little effort?" In his mind, it's a chance to regain some of his worth. He perceives that his only value to the IC is his spying and warrior abilities. He wants to prove that Lucien can't replace him because Azriel is better at these things. But in reality, he can't possibly believe he'd defeat the male who dominated Cassian with one word with little effort. Because even if he wasn't there for that moment, he knows Lucien survived the continent. He knows everything Lucien has been through and has definitely sparred with the guy. And we know Rhys agreed with him to keep him from getting any angrier or more frustrated. The beef between Azriel and Lucien is soooo one-sided. Lucien thinks of him as a decent dude! These two could be best friends if Azriel got over his dumb jealousy. But I don't care; I'm a Lucien stan for life and you'd better start treating my man right. Going through trauma is NOT an excuse to choke people or challenge them to blood duels. Lucien has gone through plenty and he hasn't even lashed out at anyone, even though he'd be completely valid for doing so. Learn from Lulu, Az.

#lucien vanserra #pro lucien vanserra #elucien #pro elucien #anti e/riel #anti azriel

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castlebyersafterdark · 4 months ago

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thinking about how will sounds in bed thanks to noah should be obvious and yet im like 😳🥵 at the thought... I just know will would have nice choked sounds and picturing in his same tone (noah even makes his voice a little higher for will too, o hope he does in s5 too) is really doing it for me rn. the way he says "mike" in the show?? fuck!

and mike's will voice in bed???? /passes out/

Voice kink made some of yall pop offfff (There were several other similar anons, so sorry if I didn't pick yours but I just had to whittle down repetitive ones. Love everyone 😘❤️)

Linking my original thoughts from the ask "who is louder" because that's relevant and before I get repetitive, but I probably will. All good!

There's so many vivid scenarios for these two. Love the higher pitched voice for Will. I like that he's sensitive and gentle, and he doesn't have to change to fit anyone's vision of how and who he should be. The acting behind him has been incredible at bringing him to life. On that note - time and time again I will go to bat for my boy finally allowing himself to accept love and experience pure pleasure once Mike takes him to bed and takes him the fuck apart. Very hard for our composed, quiet boy Will to stay quiet once Mike and him get together. That soft voice gets so high and breathy, kind of shocking them both at the beginning when something really feels good and he moans loud. He literally cannot be quiet. I think a lifetime of staying quiet, making himself smaller both emotionally and physically just breaks at a point. He doesn't need to be like that with Mike, who just completely accepts him and they learn each other in new ways. And in regards to intimacy, Mike wants to hear him. When the setting is appropriate (times occur often where Will's stream of whimpers and gasps sound way too loud when they're trying to get away with stuff in a house with others home), Mike encourages Will not to hide and just let go.

His voice is nice and deep and sends shivers up Mike's spine when he's talking low to Mike, sweet talk and dirty talk as they're lying in bed together, teasing each other to start. His laughter and giggles are high and breathy, moans are a humming reverb that they both feel against their skin when pressed so close together, voice low as he's giving Mike sweet praise that in turn has Mike whining, groaning sometimes as he hides behind a hand or muffled with his face turned into the bed to hide his red-faced embarrassment despite the fact that Mike loves and craves it. Will's pitch reaches an impressive octave once Mike's inside him, sharp pleasure matching his tone, hitching breath as he chokes on the occassional sob. Noisy boy. He just feels everything so deeply, and as they learn and explore together, he allows himself to embrace it as confidence grows.

Mike. Oh, Mike. Babbler, hyper talkative in bed. He's super sweet, with that soft voice that just makes Will absolutely melt. Whispering encouragement. Turns into so much more when that sweet voice starts detailing complete filth, dirty talk that shocks them both. He's so honest when he's turned on. Even in bed together, its just them, of course it's just them, but Mike gets caught in his head sometimes, possessive. The world doesn't want them to have this. Mine. Some guy or girl made a pass at his boyfriend. Mine. Will wants him to push him around, get a little rougher with him, and Mike is more than willing. He's in control of what he wants, shaking off the shackles of whatever notion rears an ugly head, holding him back. Sometimes it just feels good to be wanted like that, the way Will wants him, so desperately sometimes. Makes him desperate, too, drives him crazy. Mine. Normally soft voice deeper, the chatter is replaced by primal pleasure, essentially a growl as he both takes pleasure and gives it, even gives a little pain because that's what Will asked for. Don't treat him like he's fragile. He wants it until he cries. Mike can do that. He's a man of wildly swinging emotions at times, and the trust of being allowed to become a little wild is heavenly. 😘

#Asks #Queued #Spicy Byler

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ashton-the-draconid · 15 days ago

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The people seemed to like Buddy as a drake, so, time to do more of that, this time with Chase's design! >:) (Please ignore any spelling mistakes I'm begging you)

For those of you who aren't able to read the text, I'll list it below along with some additional information! - Chase ShockWave / Shiver ShockWaves are highly social dragons who live lives similar to many crocodilians. Their main prey is fish, however, they won't hesitate to pick off something smaller. They use their electric powers, which they gain from absorbing sunlight through their photoscales, to sense movement through the water before sending a burst of energy to stun the prey before they swallow it whole with their jaw that can split open (Chase does not have this feature). They are extremely touchy with members of their flock or clan, using their photo scales to transfer energy as a friendly greeting! Shivers are mostly solitary dragons who have an instinctual love for all things metallic and shiny, however, they're also known to be excellent crafters. Though quite stubborn, if a Shiver takes a liking to something, they do everything in their power to protect it, even if it's something living! Gift-giving is in every Shiver's nature, and a good sign of trust is being given or even made a special item by these dragons. With their hot breath, being one of only 3 dragons who can breathe fire, they are no easy prey despite being the smallest species. They fight their battles hard, using everything to their advantage. Their unique ability of being able to send chills through a dragon by locking eyes with them, temporality paralyzing them out of mental fear, is something still being studied. - Buddy Lochin / CastGloom Lochins are the only drake species within the world, and they are the most resourceful of all draconic life. With their ability to shapeshift, they love playing tricks on both friend and foe. Consuming even the tiniest bit of blood, skin, scales, even bones can allow them to mimic any dragon almost perfectly, almost. Though they cannot maintain this form for long, as their need for moisture causes their disguise to fail as soon as they become too wet or dry. Most Lochins live a purely underwater life however, living among large pods where they work together to hunt fish, crabs, urchins, and many other sea life which they crack open with their well developed beaks. They use the patterns on their body as a way of communication, showing off, and intimidation, which each Lochin's pattern being a genetic mix up from their parents! CastGlooms are a sister species of the ShockWave, both coming from the same "true" species of SplitJaw. Just like ShockWaves, CastGlooms go after small prey which they swallow whole. However, that's where their similarities end really. They lunge from the shadows that conceal their bodies like portals, pinning down prey before delivering a fatal blow with their strong arms and swallowing it whole. With incredible paitience, they can track down anything they set their mind to, all while observing undetected. These dragons thrive on the element of surprise, their dark coloration keeping them hidden until a moment too late for whatever they have their sight set on. Though CastGlooms are not the most friendly or caring of dragons, winning the affection will make them show great loyalty, even in the face of moral challenges other dragons would gladly choose themselves over.

This is a series I've had for over 5 years now, and I enjoy turning characters I love into dragons to put into the world. Though I have my own story and characters to share too! Please, feel free to ask away any questions you have, I love sharing my creations. Whether it be about Dragon!Chase / Buddy / Deacon, another fandom I'm in, or my own story.

#cinderella boy #dragons #artists on tumblr #cinderella boy webtoon #cinderella boy buddy #buddy cinderella boy #chase hollow #original character #orginal work #original art #character #my ocs #original writing #Cinderella boy characters as dragons

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nutcasewithaknife · 9 months ago

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Idk man there's something so incredibly sad about Phee and Tan's relationship. Like. They met and started working together because they were the only two in the world really fighting to find Non. They barely knew each other, but they understood the guilt of failing him, the desperation of it which was so all-consuming that they chose to twist their life around finding him and finding out what happened. They have had nobody but each other to trust with this.

But they're also different. Phee lost someone he'd just started to love and understand, but he's also falling for another and torn between the two. There's a life he sees outside of this guilt-ridden secret mission. On the other hand, there's Tan. Every bit of him is for finding out what happened to Non. The guilt of failing his brother and losing him is so enormous that he throws away any life he could've built for himself. Lies to his family, loses any friends he may have made at home or in England, loses his future, and then even what's left of his family. There is no turning back because there is nothing else left for him outside of this. All he has is his guilt, the desperate hope of finding Non, and Phee.

And I think Phee feels the weight of that too. If it didn't include abandoning Tan, I think Phee really would have eventually let go. Tan has known his brother all his life, but by the present day, Phee has spent longer looking for answers about Non than he's ever known him!! It would've been heartbreaking and he would feel guilty forever but he would let the past lie and rebuild a life, if it weren't for Tan. But Tan cannot turn back, and after all this while, after having kept each other company through all this so long, Phee can't bring himself to break with Tan either. Its guilt of course, and after all those years it may also be genuine care for Tan as a person. He will stay and breathe life into Tan even as he burns himself up in search of Non.

#this is incoherent but I HAVE A LOT OF FEELING ABOUT THESE BOYS BEING SO UTTERLY HUMAN AND FLAWED AND TORN BY THEIR CHOICES #phee #tan #new #dead friend forever #dff the series #dead friend forever spoilers #episode 9

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amputeewomen · 10 months ago

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Laila and Alex

Laila: (sitting comfortably) Alex, I need to talk to you about something important. I know this change is big – I'm an amputee now, but I want you to know that it's not the end of the world. I've got these crutches, see? And I'm learning to do everything I did before. I can even wear a high heel on my right foot again.

Alex: (takes her hand gently) Laila, you don't have to play super strong for me. I love you for who you are, not for what you can or cannot do. This change… it doesn't change how I feel about you. You're still the incredible person I fell in love with.

Laila: (smiles, a mix of gratitude and vulnerability in her eyes) Thank you, Alex. That means the world to me. But, there's something else… I want you to be a part of this new journey with me. Would you… (pauses, takes a deep breath) Would you touch where my leg used to be? I need to know that you're okay with all of me, as I am now.

Alex: (nods, his eyes filled with compassion and love) Of course, Laila. (carefully places his hand where her leg used to be, looking into her eyes) I'm here for you, every step of this journey. We're in this together, and I love every part of you, always.

Laila: (leans in, tears of relief and love in her eyes) Thank you, Alex. Your support means everything to me. I love you so much.

Alex: I love you too, Laila. More than words can say. We'll get through this together.

Laila and Alex remain by the classical column, a moment frozen in time as they navigate the new realities of their life together. The sun casts a gentle glow on the scene, highlighting Laila's smile and the depth of emotion in their intertwined hands.

Laila: (her voice steady, eyes sparkling with resolve) You know, this spot right here, next to this column, it's going to be a place of new beginnings. I can feel it. I may need these crutches for a while, but I'm still going to be here, laughing, living, loving with you.

Alex: (with a warm, reassuring smile) And I wouldn't want to be anywhere else. This column, these gardens, they've seen many seasons, just like we will. And just like it stands strong, so will we.

Laila: (glancing at her crutches, then back to Alex) They're just an accessory, like this denim jacket or these knee-high socks. They don't define me. They're a part of my journey, sure, but not the whole story.

Alex: (gazing into her eyes) You're incredible, you know that? You're taking on this challenge like you take on everything else – with courage and a style that's all your own. And I'm here, for every step, every victory, every hard day.

Laila: (reaching out to trace the outline of the column with her finger) Just like these pillars support this structure, we support each other. And with you by my side, I feel like I can do anything.

Alex: (leaning closer to her) With our love as our foundation, we'll hold each other up, no matter what comes our way.

They sit together in silent understanding, the serenity of the pond and the steadfastness of the column serving as silent witnesses to their unshakeable bond. With Alex's support, Laila feels a renewed sense of confidence, and together, they look towards a future filled with possibilities.

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smytherines · 7 months ago

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I love One Step Ahead for all the obvious reasons (gay angst), but also because it is so packed with little storytelling moments. Also it just seems exhausting. So much happens in that song:

1. Motorcycle chase (with office chairs)

2. Boat chase

3. Staff fight

4. Sword fight

5. Vigorous musket loading

6. Run up the staircase

7. Hang glider chase

8. Fistfight

9. Run halfway down the stairs again

And the entire time they are doing all of this, they're belting out a vocally demanding song. I mean, no wonder Curt Mega had to take a breath during that final note. That's a feat of endurance. I simply would've passed out and died.

One Step Ahead is one of my favorite setpieces of all time. In anything. Ever. It is so impressive, and it is even more impressive when you realize this was done by a tiny little independent company with the theatre budget equivalent of $1.50. Unreal. It should not be possible.

And the thing is, One Step Ahead is the perfect narrative counterweight to A1P1 (Spies Are Forever). The amount of thought they put into this is just stunning. Because here's the thing: A1P1 is also incredibly physical. For most of the song Curt and Owen are on the move, they're going up the ladder, they're fighting goons, they're going down the staircase, they're running.

But more importantly, Curt and Owen are touching a lot in A1P1. And yeah, that's fun in a swoony curtwen vibes way, but its also incredibly important to the narrative. They are touching a lot, and when they aren't touching they are standing just a little bit too close together. Its subtle enough that you initially dismiss it as a stylistic choice, but once you have the full context it is remarkably intimate.

Those are important details- like the way Owen has his arm around Curt and is literally holding his hand when they're talking to Cynthia. Its meant to tell us that they are together. In the romantic way, yes, but also they're just aligned, working together, on the same page. They are partners here. They literally have each other's backs.

And that's down to Curt Mega and Joey Richter selling the absolute shit out of these roles, and genius choreography by Lauren Lopez, and Corey Lubowich being the director of all time.

The digital download BTS has a part with Joey and Curt rehearsing the bit where they do the hug, and right after that they're trying to figure out what cool action poses to move into and Corey says that he wants to see something with them "connected," which is just... yeah, that's the perfect word to describe what is going on in A1P1. These two are connected.

So then we get to One Step Ahead. At the very beginning, Curt does the arm clasp with Tatiana. The first time they did this, Curt had a flashback of Owen. Owen was still his partner in his heart. But this time that bond is severed. Curt thinks of Tatiana as his partner now.

We get into the action of the song, and Curt and Owen do not touch. Even when they are very physically close together, there are weapons between them. In A1P1 they had lots of moments with their backs turned to each other, trusting each other, working perfectly in sync. In One Step Ahead they are facing each other head on. They are literally and figuratively fighting. They are breaking up.

The only moment during this sequence where they are actually touching each other is when Owen slaps Curt, Curt punches Owen twice, and they do that lock up move. They're only touching to hurt each other now.

And its so subtle and well executed that you don't really think about the parallels between these two scenes the first time you watch them. But you feel it on an emotional level. They had about ten minutes to establish the relationship between these two, and they used that ten minutes so effectively that the staircase scene ends up hitting like a ton of bricks.

Just. I love this show. I love how much TCB and Curt Mega and the rest of the cast care about this show. I'm so grateful they keep coming back to it. I cannot wait to see what they do with these scenes for Spy Another Day.

#spy another day #spies are forever #owen carvour #agent curt mega #tin can bros #curtwen #saf #tcb #tinlightenment world tour #saf rants

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002yb · 1 year ago

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Hello, may I get jaydick accidental child acquisition? (a/b/o or not)

Note: there's Dickjay way, way far down below the cut. My love of Dick and Roy being friends and Dick having a place in Lian's life got away from me. No capes, modern AU!

Dick happening upon a baby on the doorstep of the flat he shares with Roy and all he can do is stare, unable to process because he's just gotten off of a double shift plus some and he cannot with this situation.

He openly grimaces as he checks that he's on the right floor, that he's at the right unit and heaves the weariest of sighs because yep, it's them alright.

The pressing question is: is the baby Roy's or Dick's?

But then the baby cries and there's no time for Dick to think about it. He startles into motion, crouching down to mind the baby. Picking them up and being generally confused and intimidated because yeah, it's a baby.

The dark hair isn't promising if Dick is honest with himself. The green eyes give him some hope though. Those are definitely Roy's eyes. Right?

As Dick holds this baby at arm's length and stares them down, they look back at Dick in wonder and then they're giggling and, oh.

Dick smiles despite himself; smitten, easy as that.

'Hey, baby.' He says to them, bringing them close to hold them properly while crouching down to search the carrier and bag that were left behind.

Like out of every cliche, there's a note. While Dick reads it, he holds the baby - Lian - leaning away when she swats at him before tucking her head beneath his chin and forcing himself to breathe as he finishes reading the note, crumbled in his hand as he wraps himself around Lian and holds her dear and tells her she's gonna be alright and ahhhhhhh. ;3;

This isn't the dickjay portion, but it is the Roy portion:

Where there's a jump to Roy coming back home from his mechanic job. He's grungy, but chipper enough up until he opens the door and finds Dick sitting with a baby propped up on his legs and looking stressed as all get out.

Because Roy is quick, he puts together what's happened in an instant. And because he's a good friend, Roy laughs. Both Dick and he knew this day was coming. Who's the lucky lady? The dad look looks good on Dick! Just endless teasing as Roy goes over to see Dickie Jr.

Roy staring for a long moment, head tilting as he takes this baby in because - uh oh.

To confirm Roy's suspicions, Dick holds the note out to him. Which Roy snatches up and frantically reads because oh no oh no oh no.

While Roy goes through a crisis, Dick is all sorts of woeful because Dick is not the father but this baby is beautiful she's so sweet wtffffffff ;A;

Anyway, Roy is panicked. He's not ready to be a dad! He's not qualified, he's not--

Dick passing baby Lian to Roy, only for Roy to abruptly pass her back because 'don't do that, Grayson! I'll drop her!' Roy can't be trusted. He's just barely gotten on his own feet; he can't do this!

Lian thinks the game of pass the baby is funny. Dick and Roy don't quiet share the sentiment at that moment.

But yes, Roy is convinced that he can't do this. He just can't.

Only he does.

Of course he does.

Dick has full faith in him, too, even if Roy doubts and sells himself short.

Which leads to Dick being Dick, claiming that he has to go back to work to cover another shift. To which Roy adamantly argues against because Dick can't leave him with a baby; Dick's exhausted anyway. Stay!

But Dick 'goes to work' (he's sat just outside the door, or hidden in the stairwell) in a manipulative tactic for the greater good; it's tough love to show Roy that he's dad-material.

So Dick leaves. Roy struggles. (So does Dick because Lian screams and cries and Roy might, too. And he wants to help, but Roy needs this so Dick stays put).

Then eventually there's a father daughter heart to heart moment of connection and it's beautiful. Maybe Lian smiles that same smile that stole Dick's heart and Roy is just so taken despite being so incredibly overwhelmed and ahhhhhhh. Just cute little baby hand slaps to Roy's face as he has a breakdown; Lian comforting her dad and Roy is just so taken by her sweetness. Taking her little baby hand in his and kissing it, pressing it to his forehead while promising to take care of her fawoi;ejfaowijef;oajwef. Cute Roy and Lian sweetness. ;3;

And now the dickjay portion and spoilers they're cute:

Basically Dick's life is still hectic as ever, just in a different way. He trades in double shifts for more reasonable work hours and uses the free time to babysit Lian while Roy is caught up at his own job at the garage.

And Dick doesn't mind. He wants to help Roy however he can. Possibly more than that, Dick adores Lian with his whole heart. Of course he wants to spend time with her when he can.

Which leads to this: Dick running errands for their makeshift household, baby in one arm and shopping basket in the other

And what the hell Dick doesn't know what the fuck to buy for a baby. Why didn't Roy and him take pictures of what was stocked in the bag that Lian arrived with fuuuuuuuck

To make matters more stressful, Lian is not feeling it that day. Because maybe she's teething. Or the abrupt shift in her life has left her fussy. But point is she's stressed and it starts to stress Dick out, which stresses Lian out worse and it's a vicious cycle

Just Dick putting down his basket to try and comfort this screaming, crying baby and feeling helpless and frazzled because obviously something is wrong but she can't tell him; she doesn't understand how he tries to soothe her either and Dick is ;A;

Enter: Jason. An angel dressed in grunge clothing and who, despite his gruff tone, is polite when he asks if he can help. And just. Yes please. Help. Him.

Which eventually leads to Lian passing hands (after a comical exchange of keep-away because Dick is equal parts desperate and protective and paranoid) and it's like Jason is a baby whisperer because only a few moments later - she's calm. Soothed in an instant when she's brought to Jason's chest and Dick is just. Hold him, too? Dick is so damn distraught.

But Dick keeps his composure and smiles instead, relieved because Lian is finally not miserable. Big sighs and a weak laugh because he's bad at this parenting thing.

To which Jason calls it like he sees it: Dick was doing good. Not all parents are as patient. Not all of them care like that, either. So. Dick is fine.

Which flusters Dick just a little bit, because ugh. Maybe he needed to hear that a little bit. OTL

Dick asking after if Jason has kids, too. Or maybe younger siblings? Because Jason looks young.

Which is when Jason introduces himself as an au pair. Caretaker of babies of the infant and parent variety.

Dick smiling at the light teasing. Being especially fond because when Dick shifts Lian's arm to be in a more comfortable position, she holds onto Dick's finger which brings Jason and him real close and when they make eye contact there's something electric there and - whoah.

Dick finally getting a good look at Jason and being very 👀, which is only made worse when Jason comes to their rescue again by helping Dick shop for baby necessities.

Jason holding Lian the entire time, rocking her gently and Dick keeps getting distracted and no, nope. This isn't a thing for him. Not at all.

Only it very much is.

It doesn't help that the cashier compliments them on being such a beautiful family. Dick's thoughts were already straying; he didn't need the fantasy spoken into the world. Just Dick having all the internal screams because he's so far gone ffs.

Let this be a universe in which Dick is charming and likes to flirt, but that doesn't necessarily mean he has game. Just confidence being everything and Dick has plenty of it, but like. There are those few people he wants to impress and he's not scared to ask them out, but he wants it to last and doesn't want to come on too strong and basically he overthinks everything and gets lost in his own head and intimidates himself and ack.

Dick asking Jason out on a date and Jason startling at the come on, eyes wide and cheeks flushing

To which Dick panics because oh shit, too much too fast

Just because Dick has their future planned doesn't mean Jason is interested oh fuck

But Dick is smooth in his recovery, smiling the most devastatingly charming of smiles and gesturing to Lian when he says, 'Like a play date.' Because that's something babies do, right?

Jason breathing a sigh of both relief and disappointment because Dick is 👀 and Jason is not immune to attractive man doing his best to be a dad (/uncle/friend/person the situation is complicated and messy, but Jason is used to that)

ANyway, Jason agreeing and they exchange numbers and Dick floats all the way home

Like this man is straight up bouncy he's so giddy. When Roy gets back, it's to the sound of Lian giggling because Dick is so smitten in love and it's everyone's problem. //u///

Thus proceeds Dick borrowing Lian at every opportunity to hang out with the au pair and have little play dates with the babies. And Roy becomes so l: because 'dude, you're infringing on my time with my daughter.' But Roy doesn't get it, Dick has found the one. Lian is his wing-baby.

#dickjay #dickroy friendship #buddy daddies au #caretaker!jason #dick grayson #roy harper #best dads #jason todd #jason todd is wifey material

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actual-changeling · 1 year ago

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"It would have been you."

It's raining.

Of course, it's raining.

A soft, constant drizzle leaving his hair a damp, curly mess that falls into his face and clings to his skin. Even though the cold is slowly seeping into his clothes, Crowley stops and turns around. Condensation is collecting on the inside of his shades where his breath drifts up, warm and too fast, and even if it hadn't been late at night, if the street hadn't been empty, he would have still taken them off.

Aziraphale is licking rain drops from his lips and blinking with dark, heavy lashes.

"What?"

His voice is rough, almost drowned out by the noise of rain hitting the pavement, collecting in small puddles around his feet.

"If it had been a choice, a real one, it would have been you."

The world did not end, questions were answered, apologies spoken, but their last conversation before everything went to shit is still a sharp splinter lodged in his chest, cutting him open more and more with every heartbeat. All of the fears he had left unsaid, the viscous doubt pooling in his lungs and weighing down his breaths—the truth might tip the scales and finally destroy him, and yet he cannot bring himself to stop Aziraphale from talking.

"It has always been you, Crowley. You must know that."

"I don't."

Bitterness laces his voice despite his best intentions, a drop of oil tainting an entire river, six thousand years of history, and it hurts because it's the truth, because they both wish it wasn't.

He doesn't know, couldn't know, because Aziraphale always needed him to stop them, to step back when they got too close. Every single time he had tried to push, gone too bloody fast, the angel had recoiled, scared for him, scared for the both of them. Crowley knows, and at the same time, he doesn't, because he still has hope and there is nothing more dangerous than allowing it to bloom; it's small, withered, brittle, on the verge of death and has been for centuries.

(It's still there, though. It keeps fighting, keeps trying. Keeps hoping.)

They're drenched to the bone, wet and pathetic, and there is nothing romantic about any of it when Aziraphale retraces his steps and closes the distance between them; there is, however, love.

There has always been love, whether they could admit it or not.

"I'm sorry. For- for everything, for making you think that I don't care about you."

"Angel, don't lie-"

"I'm not lying."

Crowley stares, frozen to the spot when Aziraphale presses cold, wet palms to his cheeks, his breath a ghost of warmth on his skin. This is too much, too close to 'our side', and if he didn't know better (does he know better? does he really?) he would think that he is about to—

"I'm not lying," he whispers, broken, truthful, "I love you. I won't leave you."

The rain stings in his eyes, masking the tears—hot and wistful—meeting Aziraphale's skin where it is touching his.

"Don't make promises you can't keep, angel."

His voice cracks and so does his heart, and he can feel the walls they have built together crumbling to dust under their feet. It's not real, it can't be real, and yet the truth is shimmering in storm-blue eyes he has been carrying with him since the moment he first put stars into the sky.

"It's you, always has been, always will be. If you let me."

Crowley kisses him as he falls apart, barely healed fractures reopening as his essence spills over and out, drowning him in please, please be real, please let us have this, please, God.

Just this once.

Aziraphale holds his face so incredibly gently, as if it's something worth keeping, something to protect, something he is afraid to lose. When the ground doesn't open up and swallow them whole, when the sky doesn't reach for them with greedy hands, he allows himself to seize Aziraphale's face in turn, cupping his jaw and kissing the rain drops off his lips, his cheeks, the tip of his nose, tasting his tears when they begin to fall.

"It's always been you. God, of course I will let you."

Sapphire blue eyes blink up at him, a smile pressed against his lips, a smile he can feel, a smile that is for him, them.

"Perhaps you could let me somewhere less, ah, sopping wet?"

"I was right, though. It's the rain that did it."

Aziraphale laughs, bright and happy, and infectious enough to make Crowley laugh too, and grabs his hand to pull him back towards the bookshop - back home.

#alex writes good omens #good omens #ineffable husbands #crowley #aziraphale #good omens season 2 #go2 #aziracrow #crowley x aziraphale #ineffable divorce #this has been in my tumblr drafts forever i swear ugh #finally finished it

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voylitscope · 1 year ago

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Stucky Recs: Back To School

It's September, and that felt like the very most appropriate time for a back-to-school-themed rec post.

So: A rec post of 11, very seasonally appropriate, high school/college Stucky AUs.

Note: As part of my personal campaign to combat the persistent idea that every great fic in this fandom was written in 2015, I'm now marking recs of fics written post-2016 and recs of fics written post-Endgame.

🎓 The Daily Rogers | Nonymos | Explicit | 32,154 words | College

We have a (surprisingly?) large number of fics in this fandom that use tumblr as a decently central plot point. Of all of them, I feel like this one is probably the most well-known. (Unless it's this one?) This fic, featuring a defenses-way-up skinny Steve and a very sweet, but also very assertive, Bucky, is super memorable, and so incredibly well done. It's somewhat of a meet-ugly, or, honestly, a first-several-encounters-ugly, and I love the way their relationship develops from there over the course of the story. I also love what that relationship turns into once they're together. Plus, the place this story gets them— both as individuals and in their relationship — before it ends is a satisfying and beautifully done one.

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“She’s not my girlfriend,” Steve mumbled, handing him the phone back. “She, uh, she’s the one who drove me to the hospital when Rumlow broke my arm that first time. She’s a bit protective now.” Bucky stared at him. Steve—and when had Bucky started to think of him as Steve?—looked fucking adorable in Bucky’s hoodie, with his stupid glasses and his pink lips. He’d also left Bucky’s bed completely covered in blood and dirt after attempting to fight a guy twice his size. Who’d broken his arm before and threatened to do it again. “I think I understand a bit better why they made a whole Tumblr about you,” Bucky said. Steve bristled all over again. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Bucky looked heavenwards. “Somethin’ nice, Rogers.” Steve looked—well, he looked puzzled. Like he didn’t know what to do with that.

Look, sometimes, you want to read angst. Intense emotions. Canon. Canon divergence. Sometimes, you want to cry about these boys. But then there are times that your heart needs to read about them just being all happy and painfully cute about each other — just being wide-eyed teenagers with wide-eyed feelings about each other. My heart does, anyway. This fic is perfect for that. So sweet, so lovely. A fic that left me smiling and thinking about the two of them on a blanket under the stars.

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Steve thinks he’s going to die. He wants nothing more than to say yes. To the holding down, that is. But he cannot find his voice at all. He looks up into Bucky’s eyes. It’s dark, but the moon and the stars in the sky already provide enough light to see those eyes sparkle. They’re so close now, almost breathing the same air. Forget stars, forget meteor showers. Steve wants to drown in those grey blue eyes, and he’s barely holding his head above water as it is, judging from how hard it feels to breathe.

All of the rom-com AUs forever for these two, please. This is such an engrossing and immersive fic. That's something I really enjoy about college AUs, and that works so well in this particular fic —the way that, because actual college campuses are often their own little world, the world's of college AUs can be these really tight little realities with their own specific sort of pacing and consequences. I love that, and I love it in this fic — it's so beautifully done, and it's such a great read, too, I think, because the original rom-com is both high school set and limited to being movie length/tied to Hollywood standards. There is so much more depth and additional story here, while still having that really fun element of being an AU loosely based on a film. So enjoyable, and such a satisfying read.

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“You do this often?” he asks, keeping his voice quiet to preserve the stillness around them. “Lay on the ground and play dead?” “Yeah,” Steve quirks a smile. “It was the second trick I learned after fetch.” Despite himself, that makes Bucky grin. “You always have an answer for everything huh?” he says. That makes Steve sigh a little, his shoulders droop enough that it’s only then that they both notice they had been hunched close to his ears. “Yeah,” he says. “Character flaw.” “One man’s character flaw is another man’s personality trait,” Bucky says. He stretches his legs out in front of him, props himself up on his palms behind him. “Pretty sure a personality trait can also be a character flaw, but I appreciate the sentiment,” Steve says with a half-smile.

I sometimes debate whether I should go with including fics on these rec posts that fall heavy on the porn side of a porn-to-plot ratio, solely because, at a certain point, smut-heavy fics feel like their own thing that should go in their own post. But! That said, this fic, although it does fall pretty heavy on the porn side of the porn-to-plot-ratio is very, very solidly a college fic. It also does have a really fun plot, and I really, so much, enjoy that it features a Steve POV that is an absolute, just total and complete disaster about Bucky. Also! This fic has vibes and aesthetics that I quite appreciate.

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Steve grins like an absolute buffoon when he sees him, frozen in place like he's rooted there. Bucky glances around, gaze settling on Steve. The expression that spreads across his face in response to the realization that Steve is in fact there waiting for him is incandescent; Bucky actually brightens like maybe he wasn't expecting Steve to show. He draws his shoulders up and walks to Steve. When he reaches him, Bucky reaches out and grabs him by the front of his hoodie, pulling him into a kiss. Steve goes with a muffled squeak, ducking down to meet the firm press of lips. For a second, Steve doesn't know what to do with his hands, hovering just above Bucky's hips as he grasps tightly at Steve's shirt. Just as Steve's knees go weak and fireworks start to go off behind his eyes, Bucky pulls away, blinking at him with big, sultry eyes. "Hey, pal. You're very punctual. You ready?"

So, here's a thing about me: I really like it when fics emphasize that Steve and Bucky are meant for each other. That's it always them, In all universes. It's a thing I'm big into for these two. And this is why I enjoy so much when a fic pulls off the thing where there is some sort of doubled get-together or double feelings build. Like, ID porn fics can do this sometimes — falling for each other two different ways at once — as can fics like this one — a fic about Steve and Bucky both ignoring Nat's insistence that she knows the perfect guy for them and instead going out to a bar and meeting a total stranger. A total stranger they fall for basically on sight. A total stranger who, as it turns out, is that exact guy Nat meant the whole time. — Yeah. That's a premise I really enjoy. This is a fic I really, really enjoy. A total delight.

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“Now I’ve got some ridiculously low resting heart rate,” Steve said, tipping his head sideways towards his wrist. Taking the hint, Bucky pressed his fingers to the pulse point below the base of Steve’s thumb. Maybe he did have a low resting heart rate, but if he did, Steve was not currently at rest. It made Bucky feel a little better, knowing that for some reason – Bucky? – Steve’s heart was racing. “Do you want to, um,” Steve started. When he paused, unsure, he touched his tongue to his bottom lip before chewing on it and something in Bucky’s body short-circuited. He just hoped it wasn’t the actual mechanical hardware attached to his left side, because that would be ill-timed. “Go home with you?” he suggested quietly. “Yeah,” Steve said. “That.”

🎓What a Wonderful World This Would Be | Mambo | Teen | 28,723 words | College

You know how sometimes you read a fic and you find yourself literally making embarrassing sorts of noises out loud about it? And also feel yourself making ridiculous faces at your screen in response to it? Right, that was me reading this fic. Featuring an art major Steve who is completely convinced Fraternity Bucky is going to be some total jerk of a guy when they're paired as project partners — until they have all of one conversation and Bucky is ... you know, sweet, friendly, smart, charming, and generally Bucky-like. So then Steve spends thousands and thousands of words falling hard for Bucky while also being super confused by why Bucky wants to keep spending time with him — and incredibly doubtful that Bucky actually does want to be spending time with him. Even though Bucky spends thousands and thousands of words being the Very Most Obvious that he's super into Steve. It's so ridiculously and delightfully cute. I love it a lot. Also! This fic is actually the start of an entire college AU 'verse. I've only read this first fic, but the rest of the 'verse is on my TBR and is likely equally delightful.

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Steve’s brow furrows. “How do you know I do?” Bucky moves his laptop off his lap, sets it on the floor. He stretches his arms up over his head, exposing the stretch of tan skin where his shirt rides up over his jeans. And Steve is definitely not looking for purely artistic and aesthetic reasons, but manages to drag his eyes away before Bucky notices. “You always annotate your books. I can see all those post-its from where I sit, even. You don’t talk much but you’re always leafing through your book because you know which exact quote will prove somebody wrong. Don’t try to argue; I totally notice.” That’s not untrue. “No fair,” Steve says. “You sit behind me. I can’t stare at you creepily at all.” “Not starin’, just appreciatin’ the view.” Steve must look confused because Bucky laughs again. “You’re kinda cute,” he says. “‘Specially when you blush.”

The author tagged this "enemies to friends to lovers" and "the softest of enemy-ships though," which, honestly, is absolutely perfect tagging for this incredibly sweet fic. It is soft. Everything that happens in this fic is very, very soft. Steve and Bucky are assigned to be lab partners! They spend all semester in this terribly and wonderfully cute slow burn! There's tutoring! There are coffee dates shop hangouts! There is cake! There is a Very Meaningful hug! It's all very, very charming and super adorable. Plus, this is a fic that works with one of my personal favorite tropes: someone slowly realizing that they were wrong about another person and falling for that person — hard — as they do. I'm always weak for that, and I love this fic's delightful — and, yes, very soft — take on it.

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His notebook was full of eraser marks, his lines uneven and confusing, running into each other when he made his structures too small for the amount of bonds between molecules. He could always see them in his mind, but drawing them out was hell for him, his hands just a little shaky. Steve didn’t seem to have that problem because Steve’s notebook…that shit was just about the prettiest art Bucky had ever seen. He couldn’t help himself from reaching out his fingers and running over the neat, perfect hexagons with their lines and perfect little letters for the attached elements. They looked straight out of a printed textbook. Steve didn’t move, the solid mass of him almost against Bucky’s side. “How long do these take you?” he asked. “Oh, I’m quick,” Steve supplied cheerfully. To prove his point, he drew a quick acetyl salicylic acid, copying its structure from the sloppy one on the board, where the lab’s flowchart was. Bucky was mesmerized, his form perfect and confident and tiny, so at odds with how huge Steve’s hands were. “See?” “Okay, well,” Bucky let out a laugh, “You can definitely write the lab report.”

A fic I spent a weekend totally engrossed and lost in on first read and that, ever since, has always been sitting somewhere in my brain. I think something that really, really appeals to me about sports AUs is when they're used as a lens to translate some things Steve genuinely struggles with in canon — the ways he handles guilt, the ways he feels responsible for things and people, his loneliness, etc — into these incredibly real-feeling modern, actual world, contexts. This fic does that so unbelievably well. Steve isn't truly okay, at all, during most of this fic, and affects everything. I love that so much. I also love this fic's worldbuilding, with a childhood Steve and Bucky backstory, a college swim team friend group, the pressures of professional athlete life, Olympic sponsorships, world records, and in-verse media like fake tweets and news articles. (This fic is the first fic in an in-progress 'verse, all of which I would also recommend.)

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“I didn’t want to come,” Steve says, trying to be honest, “but I’m glad I did. It feels nice to clear the air. I think it’s the most fun I’ve had in a while actually.” Steve thinks maybe this has been the happiest he’s been in a long time. He doesn’t want to tell Bucky that or speak it out loud, but the knowledge that this is happiness, and that he truly feels lightness in his bones, thrills him and he wants to keep that feeling close to him as long as he can. “I’m glad you’re here now. Just you.” Bucky says. Steve doesn’t know how to respond to that so he takes another swig of the champagne. There’s bubbles in his stomach but he’s not sure if it’s from the champagne or Bucky’s words. “We’re really going to do this, aren’t we?” Bucky says. It takes Steve a second to understand what he’s referring to.

🎓Targeting | queenmab_scherzo | Explicit | 149,148 words | High school & College

I do not know if I will ever be over the way this fic manages to mirror canon so closely while being about high school and then college football. I feel as if that shouldn't work. And yet it does, and I love it. I also love the way, because this fic so closely mirrors canon, we get a lot of Steve refusing, just absolutely refusing to give up on Bucky. Or doubt Bucky. Or listen to anyone's objections or concerns about Bucky. There is a lot of Steve being determined to get real answers to things, and Steve being determined to make things right, and Steve being determined to not let Bucky take the blame/punishment for things, and Steve being determined to not let Bucky go. So you know, very much like canon. Except it's about football? It's so, so good.

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Bucky doesn't attack. He backs away instead, an immediate, heartbreaking reflex, crystallizing proof that Steve isn't dealing with a predator. It's inhuman, the raw metal of his eyes and his expression, his hollow features, the way he blinks slowly and deliberately. He just won a football game, for crying out loud, not just any football game, the Game of the Century, he beat the number two team in the country and he can't even crack a smile. There is James Barnes, but where is Bucky. Bucky used to smile through broken bones and blood in his teeth, where is that Bucky. Come back, what happened, come back to me. Heart thudding, Steve surges forward, thinking about 49-yard field goals. "At least take my phone number." For a long time, he doesn't think Bucky will respond, and when he does, it's on an exhale, an inaudible brushstroke on dry canvas: "Fine." "You—do you want to write it down or something?" "I'll remember." The noise of the crowd rises and falls.

I realized when I was pulling this list together that I actually probably should have included this fic back in June as part of my Pride recs post I didn't, obviously, and I'm a little annoyed at myself about it. But, that allows me to rec it now, and this is absolutely a college fic. So I guess that works out. Anyway, like I said when I talked about Lane Lines, I love when a sports AU also works as a lens to look at some of Steve's less-than-healthy ways of dealing with things. This fic, which is about college hockey, is another great example of that. There are a lot of things in this fic — many of them, but not all of them, related to Bucky — that Steve has told himself he Absolutely Cannot Do, and his journey of letting go of some of that over the course of this story is one I enjoyed so, so much. Like I said, I could've rec'd this one in June, so there's a lot centered on sexuality happening here. There are a lot of feelings and a lot of romance. Also, one of my spreadsheet notes in the tropes column for this one says, "GRAND GESTURES." So.

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Bucky doesn’t know what to do with those smiles. He doesn’t know where to keep them (because he so desperately wants to keep them) that they won't cloud him. That they won’t press into his stupid crush and spill it over into something more dangerous. The team dynamic is flowing, winding, warming into something so comfortable, it bleeds into their game, and it’s like they can’t lose. They win their next two home games, Bucky chasing down Steve’s scoring record and loving every second of it. The way Steve isn’t even mad about it. The way Steve nods at him in the locker room at the end of the games. Claps him on the shoulder now with the rest of the team… All of it leaves Bucky so wholly unprepared.

🎓Persued by a bear | Zenaidamacrouras1 @zenaidamacrouras1 | Explicit | 19,200 words | **Post-Endgame Rec**

So, they're slightly older in this fic than any other fic on this list. (Well, actually, maybe not? They're a bit older in Natasha Romonaoff's Dating Service, too.) Steve is a professor and Bucky is a PhD candidate. This is also the very most academic of all fics on this list, and it's a complete and total delight from start to finish. It's a Shakespeare conference! There are tweed jackets, and suspenders, and pickup lines using Shakespeare, and the cutest Steve POV voice. I'm always, always a huge fan of a fic that features what could have been, should have been, a one-night stand, but that turns into so much more — with some hiccups, but also a lot of shameless flirtation, along the way. This fic delivers that so incredibly well and is just such a fun read.

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“You’re good at what you do, too, James,” Steve says softly, looking up at Bucky through his lashes, and shit, he didn’t mean for this to get all sexy all of a sudden. Bucky’s just. Really sexy. “You should call me Bucky. If you want," Bucky says softly. "I think I do, Bucky," Steve says because. He does. And Bucky's at a completely different university, and he's obviously a full-on, real-deal grown-up. Maybe this is okay. "Watching you work and listening to you think after following your scholarly writing for so long was incredibly hot,” Bucky says in a rush. “I’m sure you get that all the time. God, now I sound like a groupie.” Steve suppresses a smile. “Believe it or not, I don’t really have groupies."

There are a few additional fics that could be classed college/university fics and that absolutely are on my rec spreadsheet/in my bookmarks, but that I didn't include here. These are almost all fics with a plot about driving home (from campus) for the holidays/car sharing/motel room sharing/etc. that I feel like are holiday fics more than college fics, and holiday fics will almost definitely be their own post. (I didn't realize I had more than one fic like that bookmarked. But apparently, I do.)

I do have an apocalypse/dystopias/etc rec post sitting in my drafts I'm stressing myself out about it. Probably unnecessarily. I swear it's coming soon. Maybe I'll also do something seasonal in October? I haven't thought about that yet, but it's completely possible.

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silverynight · 7 months ago

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Part VI

It's a little bit different with the last two, especially Muichiro. That one gets his chance to have a date with Tanjirou because, as Michikatsu mentioned, he reminds him of them when they were younger.

"It's weird, but I cannot bring myself to dislike that hashira," Michikatsu says as he slightly narrows his eyes at his own words.

Yoriichi is a little bit more strict when it comes to letting people near his little sunshine (yes, he knows Tanjirou is not that little anymore, but he can't help but see his son like that).

"Besides, I like when he's torturing the younger slayers with his crazy training," Michikatsu chuckles and Yoriichi can't even hold back a smile at that.

They're not cruel, but they have caught those slayers ogling at Tanjirou more than once and Yoriichi has disliked them ever since.

So Muichiro gets an opportunity without much effort on his part.

Shinobu is also incredibly skilled, as all of them are, even though Yoriichi finds it difficult to admit it

However, it's not exactly a test what gives her the opportunity to pay a visit to Tanjirou; it's the way she basically brings a couple of slayers back to life after a mission goes wrong.

She's terrifying towards demons, but very helpful and kind when it comes to tending and taking care of injured slayers.

Reluctantly, Michikatsu and Yoriichi give her the opportunity to see Tanjirou and the Sun hashira swears Ubuyashiki smiles with triumph when he hears them speaking to her about that.

"You have been on their side this whole time, haven't you?" Yoriichi asks Ubuyashiki one day and to his surprise, he sees him nod with a kind smile on his face.

"They are good people and after all they have done, I think they deserve some happiness," Ubuyashiki says simply, but in a way that makes it impossible for Yoriichi to argue with him.

"I... suppose you're right. But I still don't approve of them completely."

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Kocho is kind and likes to spend Tanjirou in a peaceful silence; although he can smell sadness and anger in her despite seeing her smiling all the time.

He gently asks her about that and notices the surprise on her features when Tanjirou says it out loud.

"It's okay if you don't want to talk about it," the redhead blurts out almost immediately, scolding himself for asking such a personal question. "I'm so–"

"No," Kocho cuts him off and this time the smile on her face is completely genuine. "It's fine. I want to tell you about her."

Tanjirou blinks in confusion for a moment, but gets a little bit distracted and flustered when the insect hashira takes one of his hands and kisses the back of it.

"My sister was like you. She had a kind heart too."

As Kocho starts telling him about his sister and how she died, Tanjirou gets closer to her and intertwines their fingers together; he knows about loss too and how hard it is to talk about a sibling who's not there anymore.

Eventually, Tanjirou pulls her into a hug and she stays in his arms for a while, nuzzling against his cheek. She sighs, relaxing a little bit in his embrace.

"Thank you, Tanjirou," she says. "I really appreciate this. I hope you allow me to come see you again. I'd like to spend more time with you."

"Of course!" Tanjirou beams. "I'd love that!"

With a chuckle, Kocho leans closer as her cheeks turn slightly pink before she gives Tanjirou a kiss on the cheek.

He can't believe almost all the Pillars are his friends now; he wishes he could see Tokito soon too.

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"Alright, I'm starting to regret giving him a chance," Michikatsu tells his brother as they see how Muichiro shamelessly wraps himself around Tanjirou.

Yoriichi grimaces at the adoration he sees on Muichiro's face; it's so obvious he still can't believe Tanjirou hasn't noticed it yet.

The Sun hashira takes a deep breath and pinches the bridge of his nose as Muichiro starts batting his eyelashes at Tanjirou like his life depends on it. If he's being honest, he hadn't expected the mist hashira to be the most flirty one of them all.

He's even more insistent than Tengen, which is saying a lot.

They have promised not to interrupt, but they walk by every now and then just to make sure Muichiro isn't getting too handsy.

Tanjirou seems to be having a good time; the Pillar makes him smile and even laugh a couple of times as he speaks and makes hand gestures to explain something to the redhead.

Yoriichi even catches himself smiling when he realizes Nezuko has gotten out of her box, looking at Muichiro and mimicking the way he tilts his head to the side.

Even though she's not that enthusiastic like when Mitsuri was around, Yoriichi's knows she kinda likes Muichiro too.

Which means she won't oppose to him visiting Tanjirou again.

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After the first "dates" they keep coming because Tanjirou wants to see them all again; sometimes they come together because, much to the twins' confusion and irritation, the Pillars are more than willing to share if it means they all get to be with Tanjirou.

"This is some sort of nightmare or punishment, it has to be," Michikatsu tells his brother a couple of weeks later as they both watch helplessly how the hashira start earing Rui and Nezuko's trust.

However, no matter how hard it's for Yoriichi to admit, Ubuyashiki is right: they all are good people and worship the ground Tanjirou steps on.

Reluctantly, he starts acting less grumpy whenever they're in the sun estate, especially after Tanjirou gets sick and Shinobu comes to take care of him herself and Kyojuro goes on the mission that was assigned to Tanjirou.

Yoriichi is not very fond of letting his son go on missions, but after all the training he's received from Michikatsu and himself, it's very difficult to stop him from helping the Corps.

Then he and even his brother start feeling almost relieved knowing they take turns to go with Tanjirou on his missions after the first time he returned badly injured.

Yoriichi even talks to Gyomei once and thanks him for saving Tanjirou from a powerful upper moon; the stone hashira didn't even hesitate to jump in front of the demon in order to protect the redhead or at least that's what Tanjirou's crow told him that day.

He must admit that there are benefits to Tanjirou having the nine most powerful swordsmen as suitors; Giyuu has even taken upon himself to get as much upper moon blood as he can so he can send it to Lady Tamayo and find a cure for Rui and Nezuko.

Even Tengen and Sanemi are not that bad, although Yoriichi always keeps an eye on the Uzui family whenever they pay a visit to Tanjirou because he doesn't trust any of them to keep their hands to themselves.

"Why does that girl have to be so likable?" Michikatsu complains, looking at the love hashira braiding Nezuko's hair for the second time that day. "She even makes it difficult for me to dislike her serpent boyfriend."

"I think it's time, Michikatsu," Yoriichi takes a deep breath and tries not to roll his eyes when he sees his brother shaking his head stubbornly.

They have to admit defeat, even though they are not used to it.

***

Yoriichi talks to them during a hashira meeting; he can see Ubuyashiki smiling even though he hasn't said anything yet. It's like he knows what he's about to say; he wonders often if this was all part of his plan.

"You can keep courting my son if you want," he finally says after a long pause.

Mitsuri claps and squeaks in delight, and Yoriichi can even see everyone's eyes glimmering with hope; Gyomei nods.

"Thank you. We'll do our best to make him happy."

"But if you hurt him..." Yoriichi warns with a growl because he can't help himself; Tanjirou is his precious son. Although he doesn't think they need more words to know exactly what he means.

However, Michikatsu finishes the sentence for him anyway.

"We'll skin you alive."

None of them laugh because they all know he means it.

"But," and this time Yoriichi allows himself to grin. "We're not going to help you court him."

Most of them look at him like they don't need any help, but the smile doesn't vanish from his lips because he knows his Tanjirou very well.

Next to him, Michikatsu snorts mischievously.

"Our Tanjirou is extremely oblivious; he still thinks you all are his friends so good luck with that." Michikatsu says and Yoriichi can't hold back a satisfied smile as he notices some surprised and worried expressions in front of him.

Yes, they have permission to court Tanjirou now, but that doesn't mean it's going to be easy for them.

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warrior-cats-rewritten · 7 months ago

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leopardfoot thoughts or hcs? i’ve always thought she was underused, since she’s literally tigerstar’s mom

I think about her a lot. Preferably without That One Line from Pinestar's Choice. I like to think she's got huge lynx feet. I also like to think that Tigerstar misses her.

I personally think she passed during whatever horrible unseen event happened between Bluestar's Prophecy and Into The Wild. The thing that took Stormtail, Thrushpelt, Adderfang, Swiftbreeze, Fuzzypelt, Windflight, Stonepelt, and Robinwing. The biggest plausible theory is that this was a horrific Plague of Greencough, the very same that would kill the cat who tried to treat it: Featherwhisker.

I headcanon her as quite conservative. I want her to be angry with Pinestar for ditching her after a horrible pregnancy and birth. For never interacting with his children, not his tiny daughters who sniffle every breath and struggle to nurse and not their sweet little son who cries until he's cuddled to sleep every night.

Tigerstar was a kitten once. Though Tigerpaw learned brutality from Thistleclaw, but he learned Clan jingoism from his mama.

WCR!Leopardfoot is a hard codeist. Tiger Law did not exist by name yet. She was relatively nice towards Bluemoon and her friends sure, but that kindness would never extend towards outsiders. A busy woman with goals in mind- a strong, prideful family. Daughter of Adderfang and Swiftbreeze, both families without much reputation. She wanted to carve her place in Clan history. Pinestar's noble bloodline appealed to her.

She fell in love with Pinestar as a young warrior, and confessed to him without a hint of shame. She really caught him off guard! At first he thought she was telling him she was dying. Pinestar struggles with social cues and really struggled with things like romance. His mother told him love would find him... Was this what she meant? Should he reciprocate? He had only seen her as a clanmate, the same way he viewed everyone...

He agreed to become mates. He wanted it to be a more co-parenting thing rather than super lovey-dovey couple stuff, and while Leopardfoot was a tad disappointed, the thought pf being the leader's mate and having kits of a regal bloodline was too exciting!

Then, reality hits. She has given birth too early, and all 3 children are sickly and weak. Her son can barely raise his head. Featherwhisker is trying his best, Goosefeather seems to be NO help, and Pinestar's distant all of a sudden! Dude, what the hell!? What happened to 'let's have kits together'?!

She has a similar reaction to Dewy Leaf when he leaves. Sure. Leave. I'm telling our kids about what a coward you are, and how you'll ruin Thunderclan. Go ahead, leave me, I'll make you the devil in every story I tell our children, and I will make sure they're angels.

Nightkit dies 3 days later. She didn't wake up. Leopardfoot was losing hope. She has the heavily pregnant Rosetail watch her children, while she sneaks off to the Moonstone, begging Starclan. Take her. Spare her children. Please. She wasn't a good person but she believed that Starclan ruled over all, she was incredibly pious. If anyone could save her babies, it would be Starclan.

I can't tell you if Starclan answered. But Mistkit and Tigerkit grew strong afterwards, grew into Mistpaw and Tigerpaw, mentored by Dappletail and Thistleclaw. Thistleclaw was at Leopardfoot's personal request. She would have a perfect, strong son. Mistpaw was forming a really strong bond with Dappletail beforehand, and Sunstar was a softy for that sort of thing.

The day Tigerclaw became a warrior, Leopardfoot died. She fell asleep, and never woke up. I also cannot tell you what killed her. Her body just... Stopped. Maybe Starclan made good on their promise.

Maybe something else did.

Maybe it was all a sad coincidence. Tigerclaw loved his mother deeply, she had made him want a big family. Mistpaw, soon to be Mistfang, wasn't always super close with her mom, but thay didn't mean it didn't ache.

Leopardfoot did go to Starclan, as Starclan is biased and she technically didn't break any laws. She may later enter the Dark Forest to be with her son and daughter, or enter it after Pinestar joins, as he is able to claim a spot after a long, loud trial.

If she leaves, she is part of Tigerstar's Plans with the trainees, probably training Larkwing, providing a mother to the young girl that her mother refused to be.

In fact, I think that's where she is going.

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