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MASTERLIST

SOMETHING MORE (din djarin x reader/oc) (18+!!!)

SUMMARY: Meeting the Mandalorian was like colliding into the rest of your life at a moment’s notice. Like oh, there you are. It was both jarring and familiar at the same time, like stepping into a minute with no intentions and stepping out of it in deja-vu. You had always been told you made too much out of everything, that you blew up every circumstance to fit some kind of grand destiny, some huge significance. If anyone asked, you’d swear up and down this was different. It was different. The Mandalorian sweeping you off your feet and out of your back alley haunts and narrow escapes was something kismet. Something cosmic. Something more.

Or, a slow burn love story across the stars featuring you, Din, and your little green baby. With love, angst, lust, and everything in between following you across the galaxy.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Something More still is a reader insert, and all remaining chapters will be told through the second person POV! along the way, my narrator turned into her own character (her name is Novalise, which you’ll see the backstory of throughout the rest of the story ;)), but all of the story is still told as if the reader is the one experiencing everything. you can see her as Nova or you can see her as you! 

CHAPTER 1: Into the Stars | CHAPTER 2: Not Leaving You Here | CHAPTER 3: To Trust | CHAPTER 4: Protectors | CHAPTER 5: I Won’t Run | CHAPTER 6: Gravity | CHAPTER 7: Keep Your Eyes Closed | CHAPTER 8: Promises | CHAPTER 9: It Means Forever | CHAPTER 10: Cyar’ika | CHAPTER 11: You Make Me Quiet | CHAPTER 12: Safe | CHAPTER 13: Ricochet | CHAPTER 14: Speechless | CHAPTER 15: To Hold in the Heart | CHAPTER 16: Novalise | CHAPTER 17: It Always Will Be | CHAPTER 18: Soon

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chapter 9 of strawberry is up on archive 🍓

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~ Masterlist ~

~ Part 1 ~

Summary: You’re running for your life when you cross paths with an ex-bounty hunter and his small, green companion. You never thought you’d find someone throughout the whole galaxy who was as lost as you.

Pairing: The Mandalorian/Din Djarin x Female Reader

Word Count: 87,059 (Currently)

Rating/Warnings: M for mature content. Swearing, violence, [eventual smut], verbal abuse, hints of triggers and trauma, etc.

Note: Slight AU - Slow Burn

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Chapter 1: Recapture

Chapter 2: Negotiations

Chapter 3: Resolve

Chapter 4: Proposition

Chapter 5: Coping

Chapter 6: Foundling

Chapter 7: Partners

Chapter 8: Voices

Chapter 9: Panic

Chapter 10: Two Hearts

     Chapter 10.1: Hide-and-Seek

Chapter 11: Breaking Point

Chapter 12: Vulnerable

     Chapter 12.1: Quarantine

Chapter 13: Fears

Chapter 14: Power

Chapter 15: Desperation

Chapter 16: Release

     Chapter 16.1: Camping and Scars

     Chapter 16.2: Fortune Teller 

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~ Part 2 ~

Summary: Six months ago, you never would have imagined that you’d be as happy as you were now, thanks to a hardened, Mandalorian warrior and his strange, adorable alien child. And yet… darkness still lingers in your heart. Some days, it feels like your powers are more in control of you than you are of them. And everything you thought you knew about your past is starting to unravel. You thought you’d been found, and it was true that you were no longer alone. But it was possible that you were still just as lost, if not more so, than ever.

Pairing: The Mandalorian/Din Djarin x Female Reader

Word Count: 37,958 (Currently)

Rating/Warnings: M for mature content. Swearing, violence, smut, verbal abuse, hints of triggers and trauma, etc.

Note: Slight AU

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Chapter 1: Reconnaissance 

Chapter 2: Anxiety

Chapter 3: Past

Chapter 4: Imposter

Chapter 5: Reckless

Chapter 6: Trigger

Chapter 7: Detour

Chapter 8: Mandalorians

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NO CHILDREN

Rule Maker, Rule Breaker:

Chapter 3

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

Words: 15k (2 1/3 sex scenes and i dont regret any of them)

Rating: E obvs

Warnings: SMUT, some sort of…reverse somnophilia? you’ll see, fingering, handjob, oral (m&f), penetrative sex, maybe overstimulation but i can’t remeber, probably bodyworshipping, idk more nasty stuff, some angst, shooting, death but nobody u care about

a/n: I did say this was long! So, I know Nevarro is supposed to be some jolly Whoville now but in this blog Nevarro will remain a crime-ridden shithole. also i guess men in that planet are trash and don’t give head. this is canon. If you’re here for smut i dont judge, friend. first one is about 500 words in, second one in the last fourth.

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The Mandalorian and you work on the jammer like his life depends on it. Because it does.

The jammer is crammed between both thrusters, at the bottom of the Crest’s long silver nose, that much you know. The first day, you unscrew the frontal durasteel panels to peer into starship’s greasy, twisted insides. Running on a tight schedule and following a list of tasks he wants to cross out by the end of the day (what a dork), the bounty hunter splits duties and you both get to work. It’s mostly physical stuff: desoldering circuit wires and disassembling components. The work is rough on your hands—when you contortion into that nightmare pilot’s chair to sleep that night, you notice a welt in your palm. But you enjoy manual chores, and they come naturally enough to you.

Days two and three follow the same rhythm. You work side by side in comfortable silence you occasionally break with crumbs of conversation. Every once in a while, Mando asks about contraband or banned ship modifications, and you respond with schoolgirl disposition that makes you cringe. A strange vine curls around your stomach every time that low, modulated baritone is directed at you, every time he prompts you to give your opinion or asks for your help. The vine tightens as you search your brain for an answer, and it releases with a shot of endorphins when he grunts in agreement or thanks you. It makes you uneasy, how good it feels to please him.

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Cross My Heart MASTERLIST

Summary: A traitorous Agent Whiskey returns to the United States on the run. Being cast out by Statesman, he soon finds that you’re the only person he can turn to - the embittered former flame from years long passed

Warnings: Eventual smut, some references to alcoholism and drug use. Reader is in her late twenties but there is an age gap between her and Whiskey. Chapter specific ones are detailed in each chapters respective post.

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE 

CHAPTER FOUR 

CHAPTER FIVE 

CHAPTER SIX (coming soon)

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Can the teen wolf fandom rise from the dead pls? I need fanfics that aren't from 2016 bc fanfiction back then was....not great...

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Mission: I Do - Chp. 1 (Agent Whiskey x f!reader)

Summary: A new mission has come up and you are sent off on it with Agent Whiskey as your partner. However, you have to go undercover as his fiancee. What will this mission mean for you and your harboring crush on him? This chapter is the set up to the mission. Rating: General (will change in future chapters) Warnings: None but some fluff AO3 Link | Masterlink | Join my taglist via here!  More chapters to come soon (will be added here)

You sat at the big long table amongst the other Statesman as Champ handed out the reports for your next missions. A bunch of reports have come up across the country of some trouble so he was having you agents partner up and travel to each destination that showed trouble.

“Agent Sangria and Agent Whiskey. Here is your file. You two will be partnered up together for this mission.” Champ says, sliding a file folder over to each of you.

You sigh slightly. You love being partnered with Whiskey when you can cause it meant more time around him, time to get to know him better and etc. He may get on your nerves a lot for he’s a big flirt and sometimes likes to push people’s buttons but deep down you found the man attractive. You’ve been growing a crush on him for a while but you knew nothing would ever come from it. He was such a big shot within Statesman, he probably was the same outside of work too. You open the file fold and start looking over your information for the mission when you spot some information that surprises you.

“Everything okay Agent Sangria?” Champ asks.

“Sir… I’m going undercover as… Whiskey’s fiancee?” You question.

“That’s right. You and Agent Whiskey will be going undercover as a couple for this mission. The culprit has been found kidnapping brides and sometimes bombing venues. We need you two to go to a bridal convention held in Dallas where he was last heard of being. I am sending you two cause you both work together well and seem to have the best chemistry out of our agents. I’ll let the rest of the details for you two to go over together.” He says.

You gulp and slightly look up at Whiskey who has that typical dumb smirk he always has on his face as he looks at you. “Well… seems I’m gettin’ hitched again. Who knew it’d be so easy.” He chuckles as he elbows Tequila sitting next to him who also chuckles. 

Champ had let you both go home shortly after the meeting to gather up all your supplies for your trip. Whiskey said he’d come pick you up later this evening before your flight out. You sit down on your bed and groan into your hands. This is going to be a tough weekend you think to yourself. Not only are you going on a mission alone with Whiskey again but you have to act as his fiancee all weekend?! The thoughts of what could go on cause you to feel sick with nerves. You shake your head and get back up and start rummaging through your closet finding what you can for the weekend. Some nice dresses and jewelry, some casual but cute clothes, and even some of your cuter sets of undergarments. Just in case you think. Just as you finished packing everything into your suitcases you hear your doorbell ring. You open the door to see Whiskey leaning up against the door frame.

“You ready for our weekend getaway darlin’?” He winks at you.

You sigh in response and motion your hand over to your suitcases and bags. “Care to help me load this into your car?” You ask

“Certainly.” He says stepping into your place, slinging your bag over his shoulder and grabbing both the suitcases in each hand. “Didn’t forget anything did ya?” You stare at him in disbelief. “Uh no. I got everything. Also… I can take one of them, you don’t need to take them all for me.” “Nonsense. This ain’t nothin’.” He says as he makes his way down the tiny walkway to his Bronco parked out front, placing them into the back seat. You shake your head in response and check to make sure all the lights and appliances are off before grabbing your keys and locking up, meeting him at the car. 

“Ah ah… allow me future Mrs…” He smirks, opening the car door for you. “Oh yea and before I forget Champ gave me this for you”

He grabs your left hand and slides a sparkly diamond ring onto your ring finger. Your eyes go wide in how fancy it is. “Can’t be my fiancee without a way to show it off.” He chuckles, walking around to his side of the car and then starting it.

“Y-yea..” You say, staring at it and twisting it between your fingers to admire it more.

You arrived at the airport and got all checked in okay with the tickets Champ got you. The flight didn’t take long, only a few hours. You two slept most of the way. You got your rental car, luggage loaded in and headed off to the designated hotel where you would be staying for the weekend. 

The bridal convention and events you were to attend for the weekend were being held at a local convention center so to stay close to the action in case anything went down and to blend in a bit more, Champ had scheduled for you guys to stay at a hotel nearby. 

Jack helped you with your bags out of the rental car, taking more than he needed to. You two walked up together to the check in counter.

“Good day sir and ma’am. Checking in?” The lady at the counter asks.

“Yes ma’am. Reservation should be under Joseph Daniels.” Jack says giving his partially fake name assigned to him for the weekend.

“Ah yes here we are. Joseph Daniels and Elizabeth Wallace?” The lady asks

Jack nods, handing her the company card to pay for the room. She hands you both your key cards and information packs on some things for the area. 

“I take it you guys are in the area for the bridal convention? Seeing as you have the honeymoon suite booked?” She smiles.

“Yes indeed.” He smiles, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, pulling you close. You smile back nervously. 

“Well congratulations to you both! Let me get you the information packets for the event as well then.” She says, grabbing them and adding them to your pile.

You two gather your belongings and make your way to the elevators up to your room. You figured since the honeymoon suite was booked for the weekend it was going to be fancy but you had just no idea how until you opened the door. Flower petals littering the floor, candles surrounding the tub in the bathroom and chocolates on the little table inside the door with a congratulations note. You feel like this was some sort of tease to you about your crush with Jack. Did Champ know and send you on this mission for that reason?! 

“Uh…” You stutter out, taken by surprise.

“Champ sent me a message earlier telling me what room we had. Said everyone attending the event has these rooms, makes us blend in better and might help us run into the culprits better.” Jack states. 

“Oh, okay.” You say quietly, setting your bags down. “So um… look darlin’ I don’t want to make you uncomfortable this weekend. So I’ll sleep on the love seat over here. You can have the bed to yourself.” “Whis-” You start to say. “Jack. He replies. “I know we are used to calling each other our codenames but this weekend call me by my real name. Unless out on the field you know but, still. Hell, you can do so even not when on this mission.” He chuckles.

“Jack. You don’t have to sleep on the sofa. Your back’s going to be killing you afterwards. I don’t mind taking the sofa instead. We can um… share. It’ll be fine.” You say shyly.

“You sure? I really don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” He says, stepping closer and looking down into your eyes. “It’s fine. You’re not going to make me uncomfortable. A lot more is going to have to happen between us this weekend I’m sure and sharing a simple bed is at the bottom of the list of awkwardness for me.” You chuckle.

“Alright. If you say so.” He pats your head and works at unpacking his suitcase while you head off to the bathroom.

You just finished your shower and changing for the night when you stepped out into the bedroom to see Jack laying shirtless in nothing but flannel pj pants on the bed watching the local news. You stop in your tracks, admiring at just how handsome he looked. You must have been standing there staring for a bit too long when he looked over at you and called out.

“Everything okay? Did you change your mind about sharing? ‘Cause if so I can still move and go to the sofa.” He asks

You shake yourself out or your dazed state and start heading over to the bed and crawling, in under the covers. “No no. It’s okay, stay where you are. Sorry I was just thinking about um… something else.” “Alrighty then. Also if me being shirtless bothers you I’ll put one on. This is just how I usually sleep.” He says looking down at his torso. For being such a flirt and a nuisance at times he was surely a gentleman deep down inside. Always checking with you on if things were okay and making sure you were comfortable.

“It’s okay. I don’t mind.” You reply, get snuggled in under the covers for the night. “We have a big day ahead of us so I’m going to get some shut eye.”

“Sounds like a plan. Me too.” He says, shutting off the tv and lights, crawling under the covers with you.

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Dark!Mando: Masterlist

‘Waiting Up’ Series:

Chapters: (*indicates smut*)

Waiting up* (part 1)

Summary: Waiting patiently for Mando to come back does have its perks.

Getting Caught* (part 2)

Summary: Sometimes the Galaxy had a wicked way of giving you exactly what you wanted.

Testing Boundaries* (part 3)

Summary: Mando’s temper was something you never wanted to mess with, but today you had enough. Now you’ve got to face the consequences. What happens when you try to confront him later?

Learning Fast* (part 4)

Summary: Maybe you had bitten off more than you could chew. Or maybe Mando wasn’t as tough a teacher as you thought.

Keeping Track* (part 5)

Summary: “I didn’t realize I was supposed to be counting you.”            “You should always be counting me, sweet girl.”

Standing By* (part 6) 

Summary: Wandering off from Mando didn’t seem like a good idea, but with the attitude, he’s been giving you lately you’re not really concerned about the decision. It’s time to give Mando a taste of his own medicine.

Somehow Hoping* (part 7)

Summary: Mando could be full of surprises sometimes. Lots of surprises that left your head spinning and your heart aching for something you knew you could never have. But then sometimes? It could be really, really sweet. Until you don’t want him to be.

Figuring Out* (part 8)

Summary: Mando has a few things he’d like to talk through while you’re both taking a break on Nevarro. Talking has never been his strong suit, but he does make a few points.

Trying Hard* (part 9)

Summary: ‘Relaxing’ definitely wasn’t one of Mando’s favorite pastimes, which is why you should’ve known something was up.

Drabbles:

Brat Taming

Headcanons:

What he thinks about your pierced nipples*

Is he possessive?*

What does he think of Cobb?*

What does he think of your signet tattoo?*

Mando’s hunter/bounty mindset* | Part 2 | Part 3

Dark!Mando x powerlifter!Reader* | Part 2* | Part 3* | Part 4*

Mando and his spear | Part 2 | Part 3

Aftercare

Having fun while Mando takes a call

Proposal

Mando vs. Reader

He’s secretly a cuddle-bug

Inspiration:

Dark!Mando tag

Playlist (created by me)

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~Blast From The Past Masterlist~

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Din Djarin x F!Reader

I. Blast From The Past* || II. Don’t Let Me Down || III. Happy Now || IV. Jar of Hearts || V. Where Have You Been || VI. I Wanna Know || VII. Home || VIII. Untitled || IX. Untitled || X. Untitled || XI. Untitled || XII. Untitled || XIII. Untitled || XIV. Untitled || XV. Untitled || XVI. Untitled || XVII. Untitled || XVIII. Untitled || XIX. Untitled || XX. Untitled || XXI. Untitled || XXII. Untitled || XXII. Untitled || XIV. Untitled || XXV. Untitled

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Revive

Rating: NC-17 | No one under 18! Minors, DNI!

Summary: Your heart had been broken by the Mandalorian and you were desperate to bury your past. You avoided any mention of him, anything that could bring up old memories, but a trip to Tatooine changes everything.

Warnings: Season 2 Mando spoilers (like, just, all of it). Anxiety, something that could be categorized as self-harm (not explicit and nothing intense but just in case), mentions of parent death, blood, angst, mentions of slavery and drugs (talk about Tatooine’s history). I think that’s it but let me know if there’s anything else?

Pairing: Din x fem!Reader (Miss, Girl are used to address reader)

Word Count: 17.8k (ha… haha, holy shit, I’m sorry.)

PART 1 (Rest)

“Here we are, miss.”

A cheery voice, full of life as of yet untouched by the harshness of reality, called out to you and drew you from the small cargo area. With a small canvas bag slung over one shoulder - a mere scrap, full of the only belongings you could call your own - you emerged into the too-bright hold of the ship and took a deep breath before moving closer to the figure standing at the top of the open ramp.

The twin suns of Tatooine cast a harsh glow on everything they touched and bathed you in an unpleasant heat as you surveyed the area in front of you. You stared out at the vast desert, blinking against the glow cast on the endless sea of sand, and heaved a heavy sigh as memories from your last trip to Tatooine flooded your brain against your will.

Though only two years had passed since you last step foot on the desert planet, it felt like a lifetime ago.

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Din Djarin x FemReader

Alone. You felt like you had no purpose in such a powerful galaxy, being the bystander is what you felt was the only thing you were good at. But after a run in with a warrior and a child, you left everything behind in hopes of a new future. Taking your fate by the horns. Not knowing that you will no longer be alone for the rest of your time in the universe. Not knowing that your place in the galaxy will be much bigger than you expected. And just like any flower, you will blossom. In more ways than one.

Spotify Playlist (x)

Tik Toks (x) (x)

Moodboard (x)

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Chapter 1: The Meeting (x)

Chapter 2: The Chase (x)

Chapter 3: The New Season (x)

Chapter 4: Revelations (x)

Chapter 5: The Consequence (x)

Chapter 6: The Recruit (x)

Chapter 7: The New Friend (coming soon)

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Vows

Ch. 17, A Glint of Beskar

18+, smut, implied infertility, DID I MENTION SMUT, oral fem!recieving

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Oathsworn

Bargaining with Beskar, Chapter 6, Book One Finale

(The Mandalorian x f!reader)

Din had heard enough, he jumped up from the table to follow Greef’s gaze to where the Crest was parked. A squat transport ship was parked nearby, it’s engines already up and running. He pushed the child’s pram into Karga’s hands “Watch the child! If you put one mark on him, there’s nowhere in the galaxy that you’ll be able to hide from me! Understand?!” Karga nodded, taken aback by his sudden babysitting responsibility and the desire to not die. Rookie hunters were thrown to the side as the living locomotive plowed through the crowded room and out into the dusty streets of Nevarro, the fires of his Rising Phoenix bursting to life.

Rating: Explicit

Word count: 20.2k yikes

Content warnings: Nothing super crazy, somnophilia, oral (m/f receiving, multiple times) lots of soft, gooey lovemaking, touch starvation. Super big roller coaster going from smut to fluff to ANGST to FLUFFY FLUFF and right back to smut. Long ass slow burn sorry.

A/N: This is the finale to Book One! I plan on writing more for them but I’m going to take some time to work on art for these first chapters and maybe write some oneshots first. Thank you all for joining me on this wild, sex crazed, love fueled excursion through the stars! Hope to write for you again very soon!

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Iron Mistress, let me go.

Blaster fire flashed past the cockpit window, narrowly missing the Razor Crest before speeding off into the depths of space. The hunters had not been able to chase you into the densely populated city of Canto Bight, but now that you were trying to blast into hyperspace they descended on you like a pack of wolves. You had barely made it out of the atmosphere when the dogfight started, and without proper time to make calculations, your rustbucket would be torn to shreds if you tried to make the jump now. 

One jump, just to get us to the nearest hyperspace route. One sector… start point Cantonica, two point one times… modifier of one…

Math was not your strong suit, and trying to help Mando calculate the trajectory of your jump while being fucking shot at was not helping at all. You could only remember snippets of fly-nav that you had learned on the flight decks of mighty star cruisers, but they had engineers and navigators and walls upon walls of equipment specifically for that purpose, and you kicked yourself for not paying more attention. The tiny navigation panel was just to the side of the pilot seat, and you were wedged in between the chair and the dash, trying to make your calculations without being in Mando’s way. 

-SHEOOP SHEOOP SHEOOP!-  

Shots sailed by so fast your panicked brain swore you could feel the heat of the plasma vaporizing your skin off from inside the ship. The stars cantilevered over your window, Mando was throwing the ship into a spin, trying to shake them. 

Just a day, an hour or so.

The force of the inertia nearly tore you from the panel, but you dug your fingers like claws into the unforgiving durasteel dash, the lives of your crewmates depending on you. 

The Mandalorian flew the Crest like he was trying to beat the Kessel run, if he could just loop around fast enough he might be able to point the fore-cannons at your assailants; but your best bet was to lose them entirely. 

To touch the dreams I’ll never know

You caught a look at the hunter’s ships as your dive turned sharply, putting Cantonica on your starboard side. They were small, agile things that could turn on a dime, but your captain was one with the Crest, rolling with her as he slammed down on the nav stick. 

One hundred fifteen degrees relative to the galactic center, multiply by two point… Fuck, three point…

“Now?!”

“NO!”

“Fuck!”

 A satellite screamed past you before exploding to pieces, its duty as shield fulfilled. The densely packed smear of stars where the galactic core was slid past your view as Mando jerked up on the nav stick, sending the gilded planet beside you soaring out of sight. Not helping! But as he swung wide, just ghosting out of the way of another round of shots, you heard blaring from the navigation panel. Coordinates located.

With your cold arms around me.

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Between The Lines

Peccavi 

San Junipero

Dancing with the Beast

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Provenance  

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Sympathy for the Devil 

Morphology  

Ladders 

Two Solitudes

What Dreams  

Our Place in Time  

Mentor Tormentor 

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Anatomy of a Monster

Folie à Deux

Giving Themselves

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This Dangerous Game

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The Shape of Me Will Always be You

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The Fault in My Code

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The Weight of your Touch

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