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I would kill you. β§ I would physically hurt you. β§ I would attack you unprovoked. β§ I would manipulate you. β§ I dislike you. β§ You annoy me. β§ You scare me. β§ You intimidate me. β§ I hope I intimidate you. β§ I pity you. β§ You disgust me. β§ I hate you. β§ Iβm indifferent toward you. β§ Iβd like to get to know you better. β§ Iβd like to spend more time with you. β§ Iβd like to be friends with you. β§ Iβm unsure what to think of you. β§ Iβm unsure how I feel about you. β§ You are my friend. β§ You are my best friend. β§ You are my mentor. β§ I look up to you. β§ I respect you. β§ You are my hero. β§ You inspire me. β§ You are my enemy. β§ You make me happy. β§ I want to protect you. β§ I would fight by your side. β§ I consider you an equal. β§ I think you are beneath me. β§ I think you are above me. β§ I would lie for you. β§ I would lie to you. β§ I would sleep with you. β§ I would sleep by your side. β§ I would hug you. β§ I would kiss you. β§ You are family to me. β§ I would die for you. β§ I would kill for you. β§ I would trust you with my life. β§ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. β§ I would trust you with a secret. β§ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. β§ I love you (platonically). β§ I love you (romantically).
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»»------βΊ πππππππππππππ (18+)
Pairing: π°ππππππ π‘ π΅!ππππππ
Summary: πππ ππππππ ππππ ππππ π ππππππ ππππ ππ ππππππ π ππππ ππππ πππππππ πππ; π’ππ'ππ πππππ’ π’ππ'ππ π πππππππππ.
Word Count: πΈ.πΌπ
Warnings: πππππππππππππ, π±π³ππΌ, πππππππ, ππππππ, ππππππππ, ππππππ πππππππ π πππ ππππππ, ππππ ππππ’, πππππππππ ππππππ πππππππ, πππππ ππππ’, πππ ππ πππππππππ, πππππ ππππ, ππππ’ πππππ, πππ ππππποΏ½οΏ½ππ
A/N: ππππππππ π ππ πππ ππππ, π ππ ππ πππππ πππππππ πππππ πππ!! πΈ π πππ πππππ π πππ ππ πππππ πππ‘π, π’πππ πππππ’ πππ<πΉπΉπΉ
βYou do remember our safeword, donβt you cherie?β
His voice was dripped in a sweetness that contrasted the frustration he had etched onto his face, and oh was he agitated. You knew of Alastor's ridiculous possessive behaviour over you, so why on earth you decided it would be a good idea to accept a custom made rubber duck from a blushing Lucifer was beyond you.
Alastor hadnβt taken the acceptance well; almost immediately he had ragged the duck from your hands before he groaned a murmur of disgust as he looked at it, only to light it afire on a green flame that disintegrated it into mere dust. You felt incredibly bad as you took in the king of hellβs saddened and gaping expression as Alastor cynically destroyed something he had spent so much time on; and before you could apologise on behalf of your husbandβs behaviour, Alastor had shadow warped you into your shared room.
You were planning on berating Alastor, but as soon as your vision cleared from the shadowed warp, his voice had beat you to it as he had asked you why you would dare accept a gift from someone that was not him himself; why you thought it appropriate. You attempted to explain it to him, elucidating that it would have been incredibly rude to not accept the gift, only for Alastor to interject your speech, suggesting you had a thing for the king of hell.
A smack was what he deserved after implying you were attracted to another man that was not your Alastor; a smack is what he got.
βYes.β You responded to the handsome demon before you; this was your punishment. Surprisingly, it wasnβt for the strike you had forced against his face; Alastor had deeply apologised for even entertaining the idea after you reprimanded him for questioning your love for him. No. This punishment was to remind you not to accept anything from anyone that wasnβt your husband ever again.Β
Looking directly into his eyes, you stood in front of your husband whilst he seated himself in the armchair behind him; his eyes, although blacked out with radio dials replacing his pupils, easily exhibited his true emotions as excitement glimmered through them; the same excitement that made your cunt clench around nothing. As Alastor offered you his hand, you gladly surrendered your own hand into his clawed palm as he had non-verbally requested, allowing him to pull you towards him before he placed a soft kiss against your dorsal.
Though, despite the sweet gesture, the green chain that proved who your soul belonged to conjured around the delicacy of your throat; reminding you that not only did your heart belong to Alastor, but your entire being too, before he dragged you to stand between his legs.
Choking as the phantom chain grasped your neck, you moaned. Alastor knew how much of a masochist you were, and he, not only your husband, but your sadist, loved to please you into screams of pain. Clenching your thighs together as you waited for your husbands next move, one of his clawed fingertips ran up your thigh, teasing up until it pressurised against your clothed folds, and before you could softly cry out in pleasure, Alastors finger retracted, only for it to shred your clothes in two pieces from a single swipe.
Without reacting, your body became flushed as Alastor admired your nude form; you were very used to your husband ripping your clothes off like he had a kink for it. Stilling in your position, you panted as you contemplated on what he would do next, what his course of action would be. βWould you like your husband to spank you like the little promiscuous wife you are?β He asked you with a shit eating smirk, as if he had access to the thoughts that swarmed your mind. His eyes were still blacked out, waiting for your response as arousal flickered within them; you didnβt need to see the bulge growing underneath his clothes to perceive his growing intoxication.
βYes.β You whispered in a moan as your thighs rubbed against one another, begging for your red and evil husband to inflict any type of pain onto you for your own sexual pleasure as you looked at him with pure lust; pure love.
His smile etched further, almost condescendingly as his eyes narrowed in on you, giving you a look that indicated you were forgetting something. βYes, what?β
βYes, Sir.β You mumbled ever so seductively as it clicked in your mind; Alastor had always had a fetish for you screaming for him as you called him Sir, you knew how much he got off on it as you prayed for his divine punishment to embrace your skin, flesh and soul.Β
βYou know what to do, my perfect little wife.β His words echoed into the room, commanding you to bend yourself over in his lap without explicitly saying it; and you did. And as always, you purposefully made sure to face your ass in the direction of his dominant hand as you crawled into his lap sideways. It gave your husband the ability to admire the backside of your body, the same body he loved to pleasure with pain.Β
Whining ever so softly, his hands gently caressed the skin of your ass, massaging the succulent and luscious part of your body; and without warning, Alastorβs hand struck against your rear, jolting a sharp pain through you that had you moaning a gasped whine as pleasure consumed you from the infliction. βSir-β The word slipped from your tongue so erotically as Alastorβs hand hit down against you again; you could feel his cock prod against your stomach as he continued his assault, your cries of pleasure echoing throughout the room as each hit increased in harshness, the sounds of his hand coming down on you shrieking through the room, exceeding your own pants of cries in volume.
Suddenly, his other hand gripped the front of your throat as he made your spine arch backwards, forcing you to look at him in the blackness of his eyes as he continued his beating on your sore rear. βYouβre such a good wife arenβt you darling? And all mine too; say it.βΒ
As he slapped over the imprints of his previous inflictions, a sharp pleasurable pain echoed throughout your body as you moaned out his request, crying out in pleasure how you were his; all his, only his, always his. You could hear how proud he was, how elated he was from hearing those words leave the chambers of your mouth as he landed a final harsh slap against you that had a scream ripping through your oesophagus.
βThank you, sir.β You moaned with a pant as Alastor caringly smoothed his palm over the harsh imprints on your ass, soothing you ever so softly before he lifted you body up by your neck; forcing a choked gasp to be ripped from you as he forced your form to sit on his lap, compelling you to face him with the help of his black appendages that he conjured from the floorboards.
βYouβre very welcome, my beautiful wife.β Alastor whispered as his hand clutched harder around your neck; his dominant hand forcing you to moan as his fingers suddenly teased your clit, circling it with the exact same sensation that Alastor had learnt was your favourite; the same one that made you moaning like a common whore.
Leaning into you, Alastor placed his lips against yours, kissing you with passion as he massaged your throbbing bud, it was sweet, a sweetness to be short lives as he began to squeeze your clit with such pressure it had you gasping in the kiss, unknowingly giving him the opportunity to shove his tongue down your throat; purposefully prolonging it as to make sure it went down into the gummy flesh of your oesophagus.Β
You became lust drunk; the afterglow of having your rear assaulted, the mind numbing pleasure your husband was placing onto your clit as he held your neck tight, all whilst fucking your throat with his tongue. It was almost too much; but you were a good wife for Alastor, you always would be, and you would take everything he gave you with pleasure and enthusiasm.Β
Groaning as your husbandβs fingers left your clit, only to tease the folds of your opening, you vibrated his tongue deep into your throat, earning a sexual growl to emit from Alastor as he continued to overwhelm you. Pulling away, you began to pant as he retracted his tongue from you, only to penetrate his overly sharp claws into your cunt; the sheer intensity of his talons began to wound you from the inside, causing streams of blood to soak your husbands hand as he causing physical scars within your core. A balance of pain and pleasure cried from your lips as tears emerged from your eyes, threatening to leave the contents of your visual organs as he continued to purposefully cause infliction within you.
βBe a good girl and ride my fingers, darling.β His smile never faltered as he watched your tears slowly stream down your cheeks. Slowly, you obeyed as your hips began moving, gyrating against your husbands hand as you relished in the painful pleasure he fucked into you. Stabilising yourself, your hands reached out to his growing antlers; something you knew was pleasurable to him, attempting to balance yourself as you rode yourself against his hand.
βYes, sir.β You managed to moan as you complied, the dials in his eyes flickering to your cunt as he watched you bounce on his palm; your blood smearing against his metacarpus, as well as your own folds and thighs as you continued to allow him to create new wounds inside you with every bounce you made.Β
Your rhythm hastened as you savoured each painful infliction made against you as Alastorβs hand that previously was placed on your neck began to grip onto your chest; his claws tearing into your flesh as he dragged his talons down; forcing slightly deep open wounds to rip your dermis apart. You screamed, not only from the pain, but from the sudden forced orgasm that ejected from your cunt; your husband's hand milking it out of you as it mixed in with the fluids of your blood. It was something you werenβt expecting at all, especially since you hadnβt even felt a build up of your release before it was inevitably ripped from you.Β
A true masochist; cumming from your husbandβs assault over the pleasure he was enacting on you.
You could feel Alastors grin tighten in glee as he watched your face contort whilst you cummed all over his hand; your eyes rolling back as your mouth gaped, his fingers still inside of you as you halted your bouncing to experience your orgasm, twitching your hips and thighs ever so slightly as you did. Although he was a sadist, and loved inflicting pain on you, your pleasure was much more desired. He craved to see you so prettily satisfied.Β
As your orgasm ended, his fingers retracted from your cunt before he licked the stream of blood from his weaponised fingers; your eye half lidded as your face flushed from watching him lick up your blood and cum before he kissed you ever so slightly with red stained lubricated lips; smearing your own fluids against your mouth. As you allowed his tongue to enter your mouth once more, tasting your own essence on your tongue, black conjured appendages gripped the contents of your body from your thighs to your biceps, only to throw you against the blankets that covered the bed you shared with your husband.
Looking over to him, you watched as he began the process of taking his suit off his build. Biting your lip as you watched him undress himself to inevitably fuck his heavy sex into you, you opened your legs wide so he could witness the bloodied crime scene he had created inside your cunt; his breath hitching as he watched you display yourself for him.
Unzipping his suit pants, he allowed his heavy and large cock to weigh down as it erected from the confines of his clothes. You could only anticipate him as he etched himself closer and closer toward you, your vision only fixated on your husbandβs very throbbing, very angry sex as it leaked spouts of his acidic precum before his arms entrapped you form into the bed.
As he looked at you longingly, asking for permission to ravish you, you wrapped your arms around his neck before pulling his body against yours, giving him a soft kiss as you encased his hips with your legs, securing him against you before you guided him to enter you.
Using your blood as lubricant, he slid his member inside of you with ease, filling your cunt up with that ridiculously fat cock of his that always hit every nerve within you, always making you cry out a moan; yet this time, his cock scraped against the raw wounds inside you, adding a new found painful pleasure into the mix as he began to pound his cock inside you without remorse. It was so contrasting but so good; his cock sliding in and out of you with his rough pace, each thrust causing your open wounds to shriek in pain as he pummelled you. You felt so dizzy, so sexually satisfied as he fed you with not only the pleasure of his cock, the pain you desired immensely.Β
Alastor fucked you into the mattress, forcing the bed to creak with every relentless thrust. You wondered if he was doing it on purpose, and when the bed began to bang against the wall from his intensity, you knew he was; the slamming of the bed conveyed to everyone you were his, only his.
His pace was unforgiving, harsh and rough, you genuinely believe he was planning on breaking the bed with how purposefully hard he fucked you. You couldnβt prevent the screams that ripped from your throat as his cock pushed against the opening of your cervix with every thrust he made, massaging each little wound as he pummelled himself inside of you. βThat right; scream for me as I fuck you.β His words were laced with pure ownership, dominance, the need to consume who you were and let everyone know that you were his and his alone. βScream so that stupid king of hell knows who you belong to.β His voice glitched with static as his eyes began to bleed whilst he fucked you hard.
As you began to scream for him to go harder, to hurt you more, his form began to grow ever so slightly as his weight, along with the sheer force he was fucking into you made the bed to snap in half, causing a loud and awkward amount of noise to echo throughout the hotel; but Alastor didnβt stop. No, he continued to fuck you as though it had never happened.
Crying out from his size, your thighs began to shake, and before you could be graced with a second orgasm, Alastorβs cock left the confines of your cunt, only to groan out as his cock squirted your stomach, chest and face with his acidic cum.
Whining from his cum that covered you, and the disappointment of not being able to cum on his cock, your husband only chuckled at you.
βDonβt worry, my beautiful wife, Iβll make you cum as many times as you want; just keep telling me youβre all mine.β
Sorry if it's bad I was in a rush OKAY BYEEE
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β³πΉπππππ’ π ππππ πππ ππ ππ π ππππ. πππ π ππππ πππ ππ π’ππ πππππ. π·π'π ππ ππππππ ππ πππππππ ππ πππππ’ πΆππ£ ππππ πππ ππππ π πππ ππππ ππ'π ππππ ππ ππ‘ππ πππ ππππ πππππππ ππ ππππ πππ πππ πππππππππππ ππ πππππ ππ π’ππ πππ ππ πππ ππ π ππ π’ππ π ππππ πππ ππ πππππ. "π°π, π’ππ'ππ πππππ, πΆππππππ. πππππ ππππ ππ, ππππππ?" π²ππ ππ πΊπ’ππ ππππππππ ππ πΏπΏ π ππ’π ππ 'ππππππππππππ’' ππππ πππ ππ πππ ππππππππ.
β³πΊπ’ππ π ππππ πππ π’ππ ππ ππππ πππ π πππ πππ π πππππππ, ππππ πππ ππππ π πππ ππππ π’ππ π ππππ πππ’ π’ππ πππππ’ ππππ. πππ’? π±ππππππ ππππ πππππππππ πππππππ π ππππ π πππ πππ πππππππππ, πππππ πππππ ππππππ πππππππ πππ πππππππ ππππππ πππππ π πππ π πππππ πππππππ ππ πππππ πππ πππ ππ πππ.
π·π'π πππ π’ππ ππ πππππ πππ πππ π ππππ ππ'π ππ πππππ πππππ ππππππππ ππ ππππ πππ πππ ππππππππππ ππππ’, πππ ππ πππ ππππππππ πππ π πππ ππππ πππ ππππ πππππ πππ ππππππ ππππππππ πππ ππππ "π²ππ π’ππ ππππ ππ πππ π ππππ, ππππ?" π·ππ πππππ πππ πππ πππ ππ ππππππ ππππ ππ ππππ ππππππππ π πππππ πππππ π πππ π’ππ, πππ πππππππππ πππππππππ ππππππππ ππ π’πππ ππππ πππ πππππππ’ πππππππ πππ πππππππππ πππ πππ’.
β³πΉπππππ’ π ππππ πππ ππ’π ππ πππππ ππ πππ ππππππππ πππππ ππ ππππ π’ππ πππ πππ πππππ πππ’πππ ππππ πππ πππ πππππππππ ππ π πππππππ π’ππ πππππππππ πππππππ’ ππππ ππππ, πππππππ ππ‘πππππ’ πππ ππ ππππ π’ππ ππ πππ ππππππππ πποΏ½οΏ½οΏ½πππ.
πΎπ ππππππ, ππ'π ππππ πππ ππππππ ππππ ππ 'ππππ πππ π’ππ πππ ππ ππ ππ ππ‘ππππππ' ππππ πππ ππππ π’ππ πππππ ππ ππ ππππππ πππππππ ππππππ ππ ππππππ π πππ π’πππ πππππππ. π° ππππ ππ π’πππ π ππππ, πππ ππππππππππ ππππππ’ πππ‘πππ π’πππ πππππ ππ πππ πππππ ππ π’πππ πππππππππ. "πππ'ππ πππππ πππππ, ππππππ." π·π'π πππ πππππππππππ’ πππππ, ππππππππ ππππππππ’ ππ π’πππ πππ ππ π ππππ π’πππ ππππππ πππππππ ππππππ ππ πππ π ππππ.
β³πΊπ’ππ π ππππ ππππ πππππππππ ππ πππ πππππππππ’. π·π'π ππππ ππππππππππ ππππ π’ππ πππππππ πππ ππππ πππππππππ. π·π π ππππ πππ π’ππ ππ ππ ππππππ πππ πππππ’ πππππ πππππππ πππ ππππππππ πππππππ ππ π ππππ π’ππ ππππππ πππ πππππ’ πππππ π πππ πππππππππ πππ ππππππ ππ ππππππ πππ.
π·π π ππππ πππππ πππππ ππ’π πππππππ ππππ πππ ππππ πππ πππ£π πππππ π’ππ π πππ πππ πππππππππ πππ πππ ππππππ πππ πππππππππ. π·ππ πππππππππ ππππ π ππππ ππ ππ ππππππ π’ππ πππππππ ππππππππ ππ πππ πππππππ π πππ, πππππππ ππππ πππ ππ π ππππ π’ππ ππππ π ππππ ππππ πππ ππππ ππππππππππ ππ πππ "πππ πππππ π’ππ πππ ππ ππππ πππ ππ, π/π»/π½?" πΎπ "π°π πΈ πππππ, πππππππ?" ππππ π ππππππ "πππ, πππ." ππ ππππ πππ ππππ πππ ππππ ππππππππ’ πππ ππππ π ππππ ππππππ ππ πππππππ πππππππ.
β³πΉπππππ’ π ππππ πππ π’ππ ππππ πππ ππππππ. π΅πππ πππ ππππ, ππ ππππ π ππππ π’ππ ππ ππππ πππππππ. π·π'π πππ π’ππ ππππ πππππππππ ππ ππ, πππππππ πππ ππ πππππ π’ππ πππππππππ ππ πππππππππ ππππ π’ππ ππππππ ππ π’πππ πππ πππππππ ππ'π ππ π ππππππ ππππ π πππ’ππ πππ πππ π’ππ ππ ππππ πππ πππππππ, ππππ ππ ππ πππππ ππππππ πππππππππ ππ πππ π πππππππ.
"π°ππ’πππππ πππ π’ππ, ππππ." ππππ πππππ ππππ ππ’ππ ππππ πππ ππππ ππ πππππ πππππ’ πππππππ ππ’ππππππ ππ ππππππ πππ ππππππ‘π. π·π'π πππ π’ππ ππ π’ππ ππππππ π ππππ ππ πππ πππ ππ ππππ π’ππ πππππππππ ππππ ππ ππππ π’ππ ππππππ ππ πππππ ππππ π πππ πππ πππ πππππ πππ πππππππ. π·ππ πππππππππ πππππ π ππππ ππ ππ ππ ππππππ πππππππππ’ π ππππ ππ ππππ π’ππ ππππ πππ πππ πππππ π ππ’ πππ ππππ πππ ππππππππ πππ ππππ πππ ππππ ππ πππππ’π πππππ’ ππππππ.
β³πΊπ’ππ π ππππ ππππ ππππππππππ’, ππππππ’, πππ πππ πππ ππππ. πΈπ π ππππ ππππ πππ πππππππ ππππ π’ππ πππππ ππ πππ πππ‘π ππππππ, ππ'π ππ ππ π’πππ ππππ. πΈπ π ππππ ππππ πππ ππππππ ππππ ππππ ππππ π’ππ'π ππππ ππ ππ πππ πππ’, π πππππππ πππ πππππ πππ ππ πππ ππππ ππππππ πππππ πππ πππππππ ππππππ ππ π πππ πππππππππ ππππππ πππ π πππππππ. "πππ ππππππ π πππ ππ ππππ πππππ, ππ πππππ ππππππ ππ π’ππ." πππ ππππππππ π ππππ ππ ππππ πππ πππππ, π’ππ π πππ πππ πππ ππ'π πππ πππππ’πππ ππππ .
β³πΉπππππ’ π ππππ ππππππππππ’ πππππ ππ πππ π’πππ ππππ ππ ππ ππππππππ πππ ππππ ππππ π ππππππππππ (πππ ππππ πΆππ£) ππππππππππ ππππ π’πππ ππππ ππ πππ ππππππ’ ππ ππ ππππππ πππππ ππππ πππ. ππππ ππ'π ππ πππππππ? πΆπππ π’ππ π ππππππππ π πππ πππ ππ‘ππππ ππππ ππ π ππ πππππ ππ πππ πππ ππ π πππ'π πππ πππ’ππ. πππ πππππ? πΈπ'π ππ π ππππππππ ππππ π ππππ πππππ’ πποΏ½οΏ½πππππ πππ ππππππππππππ πππ πππ. π·ππ πππ ππππ π ππππ ππ πππ πππππππ πππ ππ ππ'π ππππ ππ ππππππ π πππ πππππππππ ππππ ππππππ.
β³πΊπ’ππ π ππππ ππππ πππππππππ ππ πππ πππππ ππππ π πππ πΏππππ πππ πππ πππ ππ ππππ πππ ππ π ππ π’ππ ππππππππ ππ ππππππππ. πΈπ π ππππ ππ π π ππ’ πππ πππ ππ π ππππ ππππ π’ππ πππ ππππ ππππ ππππ πππππππ π ππππ ππππππ π ππππ ππ π ππ ππππππ ππ πππππππ π’ππ.
β³πΉπππππ’ π ππππ πππ πππ π»πππππππππ ππ ππππ π’ππ ππ πππ πππππππ ππππππππ ππ ππππ ππππππ πππππππ ππππ πππ πππ πππ πππ πππππ π’ππ ππππππ ππ ππππ ππ ππππ’ ππ ππ’ ππππ πππ’ ππππππ ππππ ππ ππ π ππ πππππππ.
β³πΊπ’ππ π ππππ ππππππ. π·π'π ππππ π’ππ πππ ππππππππ π ππππ πππ ππππ ππππππ ππ π’ππ ππππ πππ πππππ πππππ πππ πππππ. ππππ πππππ’ π ππππ’, πππππππππ, πππππ ππ ππππ πππ πππ ππππππ. π·π π ππππ ππππ π’ππ ππππ ππππ ππππ πππ ππππππππ πππππππ π ππ ππππ ππ π ππππππ. π°ππ ππ’π π πππ ππππ ππππ πππ ππππππ πππππππ, πππ ππππ πππππππππ π’ππππ πππ ππ’ππ πππππ πππππππ πππ πππππππ ππ π’πππ ππππ, πππππππππππππ ππππ πππ ππππ πππππ πππππ’ πππππππ, ππππ πππ ππ‘ππππππππ π πππ ππ π.
β³πΉπππππ’ π ππππ πππππ πππ ππππ π πππ π’ππ. π·π'π ππππ π’ππ πππ πππππ πππ ππππππ’ ππππ ππ ππππππππ, πππππ’ πππππππ π πππ πππ πππππππ ππππ πππ ππ, π ππ’ ππ ππππππ πππ ππππ’, πππ ππ πππππππππ πππ ππππ πππππππ ππππ ππ π ππππ π’ππ ππ ππ. π·π'π πππ π’ππ ππ ππππ πππ ππ π ππππ ππππ ππππ πππ πππ’ ππ ππππ π’ππ ππππππ πππ ππππ πππ π, π ππππ ππ πππ πππ πππππ πππ π ππππ ππ ππππππ π ππ ππ ππ, ππππππππ π’ππ ππππ π’ππ'π ππππ ππ ππππ π πππ πππ ππππππ’ ππ ππ πππ ππππππ ππππ πππ π ππππ π’ππ'π ππππ ππ ππππ π πππ πππ ππ π πππ πππππ πππ π ππ’.
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A/N::: I think @bakubunny gave me the idea for this - through no intention of her own. I read something she'd posted and was like "Oh HUH!" and here we are. So, thanks, Bunny. I've said this before, inadvertent inspo is a favorite of mine.
(initially this was going to be called How They Destroy Your Thigh Highs but my dumb ass didn't write about thigh highs for Ran. Sorry.)
C/W ::: Mitsuya going against his entire nature and Ran being a cheeky little bastard. Sex, finger fucking in public ... other shit.
MDNI after the cut. Please and thank you.
β₯How They Destroy You In Their Own Sweet Wayβ₯
π΅ππππππππ ::: πΌπππππ’π πππ πππ π·ππππππ
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π·π πππππ ππππ ππ'π πππππ πππ π πππ π ππππ πππ π ππππ ππππ π πππ ππ ππππ ππππ. πππππππ’, ππ'π πππππππππ ππππππ ππππππππ, πππ πππππππ ππππ πππππ. π·ππ πππππ πππππ π ππππππ ππ ππ πππππππ πππ π ππ π’πππ ππππππ.
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"'πππ’π, π’ππ ππππ π’ππ'ππ ππππ ππππ ππ ππππ ππππ. πΈ ππππ π’ππ πππππ ππππ πππ’ππ ππ ππ πππ π'πππ ππππ. ππππ π ππ π’πππ ππππ. πππ π πππππ ππ πππ’ ππππ ππ - πΈ πππ'π ππππ . πππ’ πππ π’ππ π πππ ππ ππ ππππ?"
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"π'πππππππππ ππ πππππ. π΅πππ. πΈ ππ β¦ πΈ ππ π πππ ππ ππππ ππππ ππππ πππ ππ π’ππ. πΈπ'π ππ πππ, ππππ’." π·π πππππ ππ π πππππππ ππ π’πππ ππππππ, πππ ππππππ ππ ππ π ππ ππππππ ππ πππ. π·π π ππ πππ πππ ππππ ππ ππππ. π·π π πππππ ππ πππ π’ππ πππππ πππ π πππππππ ππππππππππ πππ.
πππ ππππππππ πππ ππ ππ ππππ ππππ ππππ π’πππ ππππ’ πππ ππππ ππππππππ π ππππ π ππππ πππ ππππ ππ ππππ ππππππ. "π΅πππππ' πππ."
π·π π ππ ππ πππ ππ π’ππ ππππππ π’ππ ππππ ππ, ππππππππ πππ ππππππππ ππππ π’πππ ππππ, πππππππππ πππ ππππππππ. π·π π ππ πππππππππππ’ ππππππππ ππ ππ πππππππ ππ ππ ππππ πππ πππππππ ππ π’πππ ππππππ.
π·ππ πππππππ π πππ ππππππ’ πππ ππ ππππ πππππ ππ πππππππ ππ ππππ, πππππππ πππππππ πππ’πππ πππππ’π ππππ.
πππ πππππππ π πππππππ πππππ ππ πππ ππππ ππ π’ππ. π·π π πππ'π π ππππππ πππ’ ππππ, ππ ππππ π πππ ππ π πππππ. π·π π πππππ ππ ππππ π’ππ πππππππππ.
πΌπππππ’π ππππππ πππ ππππ ππ π’πππ πππ πππ π πππ π πππππ ππ ππππ ππ ππππππ π ππππππ ππππ πππ πππππ πππ ππ ππππππ πππ ππππππ ππππππ ππ.
πππ ππππππ πππ ππ ππ ππππππ ππππ, πππ πππππππ ππππππππ πππ πππππ πππ. πππ ππππππ π’πππ ππππ, ππππππππ π’πππππππ πππππππ πππ πππ ππππππππ πππππππ πππ ππππ ππππ. ππππ πππππππππ ππππ’ πππππππ πππ ππ ππ ππ ππ ππππππ ππ πππ πππππ ππππππ, ππππππ πππ π ππππππ’ πππ ππππππ π’ππ ππππ.
π·π ππππππ ππππ ππππππππ’, πππππππ π’ππ ππ π ππππ ππ πππ ππππ ππ πππππππ. π±ππ ππ π ππ πππππ ππ πππππππ πππ πππππ πππ πππ‘πππ πππ π, πππππππ ππππ πππ πππ πππππππππ ππ π’ππ.
π·π πππππ ππ πππ ππππ π πππ π’πππ ππππππππ πππ ππππππ ππ ππππ ππ’. π·π ππππ'π π πππ ππ ππππ π’ππ, πππ ππ π ππ ππ πππππππππ ππ ππππ π’ππ ππππππ πππ. π·π πππππππ ππ ππ ππππππππ πππ, πππ ππππ πππππππ ππππ π’πππ πππππ. πππ π πππ πππππ πππ π ππ πππ ππ ππ πππππππ πππ.
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π·π ππππππ ππ πππ ππππ, ππππππππ ππππ π’ππ ππππ ππππππ ππππ πππ πππ πππππ π ππ πππππππ. π·ππ πππππ ππππππππ ππ π’πππ ππππ, πππππππ πππ ππππππ πππ ππππππ π’ππ ππππππ πππ. πππ πππππ ππππ π’πππ ππππππ ππππππππ, πππ π’ππ ππππ ππ π ππ πππππ πππ.
π·ππ πππππππ ππππππ ππππππππ, πππ ππ πππππππ ππ ππππππ ππππππππππππ’ πππππππ π’πππ ππππ.
"π΅ππ- π' β¦ πππ, πππππππ ππ- πππππππππππππ - ππ ππ’ πππ. ππππ, ππππ. π΅πππ ππππ ππππ!"
π·ππ ππππ ππππππ πππ π ππ πππ π’πππ ππππ, πππ ππππ π ππ πππ ππ ππππ πππ π’ππ ππ πππ ππππππ πππ. πΌπππππ πππ ππππ’ πππ πππ ππππππ ππ πππππ ππ πππ πππππππ ππππππ ππ π’πππ πππππ ππππ.
πππ ππππ ππππ πππππ, πππππππ πππ πππππ. πΌπππππ’π ππππππ πππ πππ ππππππ πππ ππ π’ππ, πππ’πππ ππππππ π’ππ πππ πππ’πππ ππ πππππ πππ ππππππ.
"ππππ, ππππ π ππβ¦" π’ππ πππππππ πππ, πππ ππππ πππ π πππ ππ πππ’.
"πΈ'ππ πππ‘ π’πππ πππππ, πππ."
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π·π'π πππ ππ’π ππππ π πππ ππ π πππππππππ.
ππ ππ πππ'π ππππ πππ πππππ πππππππππππππ’ ππ ππ ππππππ πππ πππππ ππ π’πππ πππππ, πππππππ π’πππ πππππππ ππ πππ ππππ πππ πππππππ πππ πππππππ ππποΏ½οΏ½οΏ½οΏ½π π’πππ ππππππππππππ ππποΏ½οΏ½.
πππ ππππ, πππππππ ππππππ ππ πππ ππ πππ’πππ πππ πππππππ π ππππ πππ πππππππππ ππ πππππ ππππππππ. π±ππ πππ ππππ π ππππππ.
π·π ππππ π ππππ ππππ ππ π πππ π’ππ πππππ. π·π πππ ππππ ππ’ πππ π ππ’ π’ππ ππππ ππππ πππ πππππ, πππ π ππ’ π’ππ ππππ π’πππ πππ ππ ππ πππππ π ππππππ ππππππ π’ππ.
π·π ππππππ π’πππ πππππππ πππ π, πππππππ ππππ ππππ ππ πππ πππππ ππ πππ ππππππππππ. πππ πππ’ ππ πππππ π’πππππππ, πππ ππ πππππ π’πππ ππππ ππ ππ’.
"π»ππ 'ππ πππ. π»ππ 'ππ πππ πππ ππππ π’ππ ππππππ' ππππ ππ π πππ πΈ ππππππ ππππ π’ππ ππ ππππππ. π΅πππππ' πππππππ ππππππ ππππ."
π·π πππππππ, ππππ πππ ππππ π πππ ππ π ππ 100% πππππππ π πππ ππ ππππππ π’ππ ππππ. π·π ππππ ππππ , ππ’ πππ π ππ’ π’πππ ππππ πππππππππ ππ ππππππ πππ πππππππ ππππ π’ππ πππππ ππ π πππ ππ ππππππ π’ππ ππππ.
π·π ππππππ πππππππ π’πππ ππππ, πππ π’ππ ππππ ππ ππππ ππππ π ππππ. π·π ππππ π ππ‘πππππ’ π πππ ππ'π πππππ, πππ ππ'π πππππππ π’ππ ππππ£π’.
πππ πππ ππππ π’πππππππ πππππππ π πππππ π πππ πππππ’ πππππππ ππππππ.
"πππ, π π β¦ ππππ β¦ π π πππ'π ππ ππππ ππππ." π·π πππππ'π ππππππ. π·π ππππ πππππ πππππππ π’ππ, πππ πππππππ ππππππππ ππ πππ πππ ππ π’πππ πππππ’, πππ πππππ ππππππππ π’πππ ππππ.
πππ πππ ππππππ’ ππππ πππππ, πππ π’ππ ππππ ππ π ππ'π ππ ππππ ππππππ πππππππ πππππππ πππ ππππππππππ ππ πππ ππππππ-πππ ππππ ππ π’πππ ππππππ’, ππππππππ ππππ.
π·π πππππ πππ πππππππ πππ πππ πππππ ππππ πππππ, πππππππ ππππ π’πππ ππ’ππ ππ ππ ππππ ππ. π·π πππ πππππ π’ππ, πππ ππ πππππ π’πππ ππππππππ ππ πππ πππππ ππππ. π·π π ππππ ππππ. π°ππ ππ ππππ π π’ππ π πππ ππππ, πππ.
πππ πππππ ππ πππ π πππππππ ππ π’πππ πππ. "ππππππ. ππππ. π»πππ. π½ππ ."
πππ ππππππππ πππ π ππππππ, πππ ππππ π’ππ ππππππ£π ππ'π πππ πππππ ππ ππππ. ππ π’ππ ππ ππ ππ πππ’π, πππππππππ π’πππ ππππ πππππ πππ πππππππ πππ πππππ πππ πππππππ ππππ ππππππ π’ππ.
π·π ππππππ πππππππ πππ πππππππ ππ πππ πππ, πππ πππππ πππππ πππππππ ππ π’πππ ππππ. πππ'ππ πππ’ποΏ½οΏ½π ππ ππππ πππ ππ ππππ, πππ ππ'π ππππππππππ. πππ'ππ πππ πππ ππππ, πππ πππππππππ πππ πππππππ.
"π°π-πππ β¦ ππππ. πΎπ ππ’ πππ, πππ, πΈ'π πππ'-" πππ πππ ππππππ πππ πππππππ, πππ ππ πππππππππ ππ πππ π’πππ ππππ πππππ π’ππ ππππ πππππππ.
π·π πππππ πππ πππππππ πππ πππ πππππ ππππ πππππ πππππ. π°ππ, πππππ πππ ππππ ππππ ππ ππππ ππππππ π’ππ π πππ, ππ π ππππ ππππ πππ π πππππππ πππ πππ πππ.
π·π πππππ π’πππ πππππππ ππ ππππ πππ πππππ πππ πππππ ππππ ππππ ππ π’ππ ππππ πππ πππππ.
π³ππππππ πππ ππππ πππππππ ππππ π’ππ'ππ ππππ ππππ, ππ πππ’π, "πΆπππ ππππ. ππ'ππ ππππππ ππππ πππππ."
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"π-πππ’ ππππ?.. π ππππ πππ ππ-ππππ πππ ππ’ πππππ?"
ππππ’ πππ πππππ πππ ππππ ππππ πππππππ πππππππππ πππ πππ πππ ππππ ππ πππππ πππππ π ππππππ ππππ, πππππ ππ π πππππ ππ π’πππ ππππππ ππππ πππ πππ π’ππ ππππππ π ππππ ππ’ ππππ ππ π ππππππ.
"πππππ’...π ππππ ππππ πππ πππππ π’ππ ππππππ, ππππ’ππ π πππ πππππ πππ", π’ππ ππππ. ππππππ πππ 'πππ' π πππ π πππππ
ππππ’ πππππ πππ ππ’ππ πππ πππππ ππππππ π’ππ πππ ππππππ π’πππ πππππ, ππ πππππ ππ π’ππ π ππππππ πππ πππππ ππ πππ ππππππ ππππππ ππππππππ πππππ
"πππ. π π πππ π ππππ π-πππ π’ππ ππππ-ππππππππ ππ π πππ π πππππ ππ-πππ ππ.."
"π πππ π’ππ πππππ ππ πππ’?..."
"ππππππ? π’ππ-"
"ππππ’ π’ππ ππππ πππ’ ππππ!!"
π·π ππππππ πππ π ππππ ππ ππ’ πππ πππ ππππππ ππππ’πππππ’ ππππππππ π’πππ πππ ππ π ππππ π’ππ ππππ πππ πππ πππ ππ ππππ ππ ππππ π πππ ππππ π ππππ ππππ. πππ ππ ππππππ ππππ ππππ πππππ ππππ π ππ ππππππ πππ ππππ π ππππππ ππππ πππ ππ ππππ’π, πππ’πππππ ππππ π πππ π ππ πππππ ππππ πππππππ. π° ππππ ππ π’ππ πππππππ’ π πππππ ππ ππ ππππ ππππ ππππ πππππ πππ ππππ ππππ ππ π’ππ ππππ ππππππππ! ππ π ππππ π ππ πππππππππ’ πππ ππππ ππππ ππππ’π ππ’ππ π ππ πππππππππ’ ππ’π ππππππ π’ππ π πππ π’ππ πππ’π πππππππ’ ππππ π’πππ ππππππ πππππππππ.
ππππππ πππππππππππ’ ππππππ ππππ’ ππππ πππ ππππππππ πππ ππ πππ πππππππ ππππππ ππ πππ ππππ πππ ππππ ππ πΏ.π΄ ππππππ ππ π ππ ππππππππππππ. πΏπππ πππ’ π ππ ππ ππππππππππ π πππ πππππππ ππ πππ π’ππ ππ πππππππππ ππππ ππππ πππ πππππππ ππππππ πππ’πππ ππ π’ππ ππππ πππ ππππ ππ ππππππ πππππππ πππ ππππππ πππ πππ π°π½π³ π ππππ π πππ ππππππ π’ππ. ππππππππ’ ππππ’π πππππ ππππππππ ππππππ πππ πππππ ππ π’πππ π ππππ ππ π π π ππππππ ππππππ π’ππ ππππ ππ πππππ.
"ππ ππππ’?"
"π-ππππππ πππ πππ-πππππππ.. ππππ πππ! ππππ πππ!"
"ππππ ππππππ ππππ’ ππ-"
"πππ ππ. π’ππ.. ππππ’ππ πππππππ ππ ππππ ππππ ππππ’ πππππ πππ ππππ...ππππ! ππππ!"
ππππ’ ππππ π ππ πππ πππππππ ππ π ππππ’ πππππ, π’πππ ππππ ππ ππππππππππ π πππ πππ ππ ππ ππ πππ π’ππ ππ‘ππππ ππ ππππππ ππππ π πππππ... πππ πππππ π πππ. π±π’ πππ ππππ π’ππ ππππ πππππ πππ πππππ πππ ππ ππππ’ πππππ πππ π ππ ππ π’πππ πππππ πππ πππ πππππ πππ πππππππππ, π’ππ ππππ ππ ππππππ πππ π’πππ ππππ ππππ ππ ππππ πππ πππ πππππ‘ πππ πππ ππ π ππππ’ πππππ πππππππ πππ ππππππ πππ πππππ ππππ ππππ ππππππ πππ πππ π π πππ πππ ππ πππππ πππππ ππππππ πππππ ππ π ππππππππ. πΏπππ ππππ π ππ π πππ ππππππππ ππππππ ππ‘πππππ’ πππππ ππππππ πππ πππ πππππ π ππππππππ πππ πππππππππππ ππππ’ ππππππππ πππππ, πππ πππππππ ππ πππ πππ’ππ π πππ πππ .
πππ πππ ππππ’ ππππ ππππ ππππ ππ ππππππ ππππππ. π°π π’ππ π πππ πππ π’πππ ππ ππ πππ‘: ππππ’ ππ πππππππππππ πππ ππππ ππ πππ ππππππ ππ πππππ ππ πππ. πΆππππππ ππππππ’ πππ ππππππππ ππππππ πππ ππππ πππ ππππ πππ πππππ, π’ππ π πππ ππ πππ πππ ππππ πππ ππππππππ πππ ππ πππππ π’ππ π πππππ ππππ ππ πππππ π’ππ ππππππ ππ ππππππ ππππ ππππ. πΈπ π ππ π ππππ πππ ππππ’ ππ πππ ππ πππππππ’ πππππππ ππ πππππππππ πππ ππππ ππππ πππ ππππ πππππ π’ππ ππππ πππππππ ππππππ. πΈπ ππππ’ π’ππ ππππ πππ ππππ πππ πππππ ππ πππ’π ππ πππ πππππ ππππππ π’ππ πππ’π ππππ ππππππ ππ π’πππ ππππ, ππππ’ πππ πππππ π’πππ ππππππ π ππππππ ππππππ£ππ ππππ πππ πππππ ππ ππππ ππππ π ππππ πππ ππ ππππ’ ππππππ ππ ππππ ππππ ππππ ππππππππππ ππ ππππππ πππ ππππ ππ π’ππ.
ππππππ πππππ π πππ ππ πππππ ππππ πππππ π πππππππ πππ ππ ππππ π’ππ πππ‘πππ πππππππππ ππ π’πππ πππππ ππ ππππππ πππππ πππππ πππ πππππ ππππππ πππππ πππ . π·π πππππ πππ πππππ π’ππ 'πππ ππ πππ πππππ' πππ π ππππππ ππππ ππππ. ππππ’ πππ ππ’π πππππππ π ππππ πππππ ππ ππππππ ππππ πππ πππ ππππππ’ ππ π ππππ ππ πππ πππππ ππππ π’ππ π πππππ ππππ π ππ’. πΆππππ ππ ππππππ ππππ πππππ πππ πππ£π’ 'ππππππππππ' ππ πππππ
πΎπ πππ’π π ππππ π’ππ πππ’π ππ πππππππ πππ πππ πππ’π ππππ’ πππππ π ππππ πππ ππππππ’ πππππππ ππ πππππ πππ’π π’ππ πππ’ ππ πππππ πππ.
"π-πππ π πππ πππππππ?...π’ππ ππππ πππππππ"
π·π ππππππππ ππππ ππππ ππππ ππ πππππππ. π·π πππππππ ππ π ππ πππ ππππ’ ππππππ π’ππ ππππππ, π ππππ ππ ππππππ? ππ? π΄ππππ’ππππ ππ πππππππππ π’ππ ππ ππππ’ ππ’ ππππππ πππππππ π’ππ
"ππππ ππππ’... ππππ’ πππ π-π.. π π πππ ππππ..π-ππππ."
πΎπ ππππππππππ π’ππ
"ππππ ππππ ππππ ππ πππ?...πππ...ππ π-ππππ ππππππ πππ π ππππππ π’ππ π-ππ ππ’ππππ"
πΌππ’ππ ππ'ππ πππ π’ππ ππ πππ ππππ πππππ.
"ππ πππππ’..π ππ..ππππππ’ ππ... ππππ ππππ’..π -π πππ ππ.."
π·π ππππ πππππ π’ππ ππ ππππ. π³πππ ππππ ππ ππππππππ. ππππ’ πππππ π π’ππ ππ ππ π πππππ ππππ ππ ππππππ ππ π’πππ ππ π ππ ππππππ. πΆππππππ’ ππππππππ πππ π’ππ πππ’π? ππ πππππ πππ πππ ππππ πππ πππ πππ’ π ππππππ πππ πππππ ππππ ππππππ π π’ππ ππ πππ ππππππ ππ πππππ’ πππππ. π°ππ ππ’π πππππππ ππ ππππππ ππππ π ππππ ππ π ππ’ πππ πππππππππ π’ππ ππππππ’ ππππ πππ. πππππ π πππ ππ ππππ πππ π πππ πππππ πππππππ ππ π’ππππ? ππππ π πππππππ, πππ ππππ ππππππ πππ π’ππ πππ’π πππ’π ππ’. ππ πππ ππ’π.
πππππ ππππ ππππ π πππ ππππ πππππ; ππππππππππππ’ πππππ πππππ. πππππππ ππππ πππ ππππππ ππππ ππππ’ ππππππ π’ππ πππππ ππππ π πππ πππ πππππ πππππππ πππ πππππ πππππ πππππ’ππ π’ππ ππππππ’ π πππ 'πππ ππππππ' πππππππ πππππ π ππππ ππππππ ππ πππππ πππ ππ ππ ππππππ ππ πππ‘πππ.
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πππ πππππππππππ’ πππππ πππ πππππ ππππππ ππ πππππ ππππ ππππ ππππππ πππ’πππ πππ π πππ πππ ππ πππππ ππ π ππππ ππππππ π’ππ ππ ππππ π ππππ πππ ππππ ππ ππππ ππ π’ππ ππππππ ππππ πππ π ππππ ππππ π ππ..πππ πππ πππππ ππππ ππππ. π·π ππππππ’ ππππ πππ π πππππ πππππ ππππππ ππππππ π’ππ ππ ππππ πππ πππ ππππ πππππππ’. ππππ’ πππππ ππππ π’ππ πππππ πππππ’ ππππππ ππ π’πππ ππππππππ ππ‘πππππππ, πππ ππππ ππ π ππππ πππππ, ππ ππππ π πππππ ππ ππ ππππππππ ππ πππ ππππ’ πππ’π πππ πππ ππ πππ ππ πππ πππ ππ. πΎππ π ππ ππππππ ππ π’ππ π πππ π’ππ ππππππππ ππππ, πππ π ππ πππππ ππ πππ πππππππ ππ π’ππ, πππ ππ ππ. ππππ ππππ πππ’ ππ πππππ π’ππ ππππ ππππ πππ ππ πππππ π’ππ ππ ππππ πππππ π πππ πππππππ ππ π’ππ πππππ ππ πππ πππ ππππππππππ’ ππππππ πππ π’ππ πππππππ πππππ πππππ.
πΈπ πππ’πππππ πππ ππππ ππππππππ πππππ ππ ππ π πππ π’ππ ππ ππππ ππππππ ππ π’ππ πππ’π. πππππππππ π’ππππ ππππ π’πππππππ ππ πππ πππππ ππ πππππ πππ ππ'ππ πππ ππ π ππππ ππππππ ππππ ππ πππ ππ πππππππππππ ππππ, ππππππππ’ πππ πππππππ πππ πππ πππππππ ππππ. π·π ππππππ πππ ππππππππππ π’ππ ππππ ππ ππ. πππππππ ππππππππ πππππ πππ πππππππ πππ ππππππ πππππππππππ’ πππ πππ ππππππ πππππ π πππππ ππππ ππππππππ, πππππππ πππ πππππππ, πππ πππππππ π’ππ ππ, π ππππππππππ ππππ ππππ π’ππππ ππππππ πππππ, πππ π πππππππ ππππ ππππ’ ππ ππ πππ. π»πππ πππ ππππππ ππ πππππ π πππ π’ππ πππ πππππ’ π πππ πππ πππ πππ ππ πππ π ππ’ ππππ ππππ ππ π ππππππ πππππ.
ππππ’ πππππ ππππππππ π’ππ ππππ πππ ππππ π πππ πππ ππ πππππ πππππ πππ’π, πππππππ π ππππ ππ πππ πππππππ, πππππ πππ πππ ππ ππππ πππππ, πππ’ππ ππππ ππππ ππ πππ πππππ’ πππππ ππππππππ ππ π’ππ ππππ πππππ π’πππ πππ πππ πππππππ πππ ππππ ππππ πππ πππππ πππ π πππππ’ π πππ. π·π ππππ ππππππ πππ ππππππππππ πππ ππ'ππ πππππ πππ πππ πππππ πππππππ πππ πππππ ππππ ππ πππππ’. π·π ππ ππππ ππ'ππ ππππ ππππ π’ππ'ππ πππππ π πππ ππ πππππ ππ, ππππππ π πππ ππ ππππππ π’ππ πππππ πππ
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You were not the skinniest growing up. Out of all your siblings, you were the one with "some meat on your bones," as your mother would say. You never really noticed your weight gain until high school.
You were always the "token fat girl" in your friend group. Always the butt of the joke, people seem to forget that you are a human and that you have feelings as well. But, of course, you would laugh along even though deep down you want a huge sink hole to form in the school lunchroom floor and swallow you whole.
You began to notice how the girls in your grade had the "perfect body" that every guy desired, and the every girl wanted. Bada Lee was one of those girls. She had the body of a dancer, slim figure, tone abs, long limbs and a round ass. Every girl wanted to be her or be with her, and every guy wanted to be with her.
So you were quite confused why Bada wanted to pursue you and not all the girls with the "perfect bodies." The more you tried to avoid her, the more she would try, and she never stopped.
"Hey, beautiful."
"Hi.... Bada."
"So... when are you gonna let me take you out?"
"You want to... take me out?"
"Yes."
"Like on a date?"
"Yes. Are you surprised?"
"A little bit, I guess?"
"Why?"
"It's just... nevermind. Sure."
"So, it's a date?"
"Yes, Bada, it's a date."
Let's just say the date was a success. You never felt so beautiful and so wanted until that night. Bada made you feel so safe to be yourself around her. Now, of course, it took some time.
"Hi, my love. You look so beautiful tonight."
"Thank you, Bada. You look beautiful as well."
"Well, you ready to go?"
"Yeah, let's go."
The night was perfect. She was perfect and so gentle with you. But Bada noticed as the date went on, you had barely touched your food while she stuffed her dinner down her throat like she was starving. Bada even ordered dessert for the two of you to share, but you didn't even touch it. When Bada asked 'why you were not eating?' You would just reply 'I'm not that hungry.'
That was a complete lie, you were hungry, very hungry. Your stomach growled as you watched Bada enjoy her dinner while you pick at your food, taking the smallest bites as your body begged you to JUST FUCKING EAT ALREADY. You couldn't. No matter how hard you tried. You just couldn't bring yourself to eat without feeling like you were the biggest bitch in the room, like a pig even.
The drive back to your place was quite silent besides that light sounds of music playing from the radio and Bada's hums along to the lyrics of the song. Pulling up to your house, Bada offered to walk you to your front door.
"I'll walk you to your door, if you are okay with that?"
"Yeah... It's okay."
You had this question lingering in the back of your mind. You just wanted to know why. Was this some kind of joke between Bada and her friends? Was she just trying to get in your pants? To see how fast you'd give it up? What is this for?
As the two of you reached the front door of your home, you turned towards Bada. You waited to see what she would try, what she was going to do, but she just stood there head tilted in confusion.
"What?"
"Aren't you going to try something?"
"What do you mean?"
"Bada, stop playing with me. I mean, look at me. Why did you ask me out? Was this a joke, or are you trying to fuck?"
"Well, I am looking at you, and I see the most beautiful girl in the world right in front of me. There's no joke, and no, I am not trying to do anything with you that you don't want."
"Bada, please don't lie to me. I'll do it if that's all you want from me. Come on."
"Hey.... wait."
You grabbed Bada's wrist and turned to walk into your home, but Bada pulled you back, facing her as tears rolled down your chubby cheeks. Bada grabbed your face, looking into your tear filled eyes. Her thumbs gently wiped the falling tears away, but they just kept falling.
"I don't want sex from you. I want to get to know you, and whatever happens after that happens. Everything will be your call, and I will listen."
"Okay."
"I do want to kiss you right now. Is that okay."
You slowly nod your head as a smirk appears on Bada's lips. Your body began to tense as Bada leaned down into the kiss. Her breath tickled your lips as Bada's lips ghosted against yours. Bada pressed her soft, pillow like lips onto yours. Her lips were sweet and slightly sticky from her dessert from tonight's dinner. You moaned at the feeling of Bada's lips against yours. This was such a new feeling for you as you found yourself wanting more than just this kiss.
Bada pulled away from the kiss causing you to stumble forward a bit. Bada chuckled as she grabbed your waist to prevent you from falling. You quickly thanked Bada for the night as you turned to open your front door, twisting the knob. Fuck it's locked.
"You might want to unlock it first."
"Goodbye, Bada."
"Okay, I'll leave. Call me later. See you at school."
"Yeah, see ya."
Which brings you here. You and Bada are in your twenties, in a happy relationship but that doesn't mean you don't have your struggles. As long as the two of you have been together, you still have yet to have any intimacy other than kissing. Bada hasn't even seen you naked if you had to change you would ask Bada to leave or go into the bathroom. Bada noticed but she kept her word from when your first date back in high school. It was your call and she would listen.
Even when kissing, Bada would begin to feel you up, rubbing your thighs and ass. Sometimes, her hands would go under your shirt, and she rubbed on your puggy stomach and love handles. You loved the feeling of her touch but you can't help but feel so fucking disgusting and you would remove her hands, completely killing the mood.
You hated this. You hated feeling like this, and you feared that eventually Bada would grow tired and go get sex from elsewhere. You wanted to more than kissing with Bada but you just couldn't bring yourself to do it. You felt so disgusting without clothes on. You can't even look at yourself in the mirror without pointing out everything you hated about yourself.
Bada was getting ready to leave out to run some errands as you laid in bed still in your head scarf and bonnet. Bada placed the finishing touches on her outfit and turned towards you for your ruling.
"Soooo, how do I look, baby?"
"Sexy as hell. I don't think you should go. Stay here with me, bae."
"Oh, princess, I won't be long. It'll be so quick."
"Fine."
"You're so cute."
Bada leaned over onto the bed placing a light peck on your lips not wanting to mess up her light face of makeup. You pulled Bada back in for another kiss causing her to chuckle into the kiss.
"Okay, baby. You gonna mess up my makeup."
"Sorry. I just love you so much."
"I love you too, sweet girl but I have to go."
"Bye, I love you. Be quick, please."
"I love you more." *kiss*
"Impossible." *kiss*
"Okay, I seriously need to go. Bye."
You watched as Bada grabbed her bag and keys to leave, and you decided to get up and start your day since you were already awake. You walked into the bathroom and started up the shower, stepping in after the water heated up. After your shower, you reached over to grabbed your robe to wrap yourself in but you don't feel it, sticking your head out of the shower to look, it really was not there and your towel wasn't either.
"Fuck. I left them on the bed."
You stepped out of the shower onto the cold tile floor of the bathroom as the cold air hitting your body. You hissed at the feeling. You will never forget your shit after this ever again. You walked into your bedroom walking over to grab your robe when the bedroom door bust opened causing you to yelp and freeze in fear.
"Baby, I forgot..."
"BADA! WAIT!"
You quickly turned your body away from Bada's glance, crouching down to give yourself some type of shelter for your body as you reached for your robe.
"Let it..."
"Bada..."
You glanced over your shoulder at Bada, who was just staring at your exposed skin. Bada's Adam's apple moved up and down as she gulped down the saliva that began to build up in her mouth.
"Stand up for me, baby. Come over here."
"Bada..."
"Come stand right here."
You shuffled to your feet slowly with your arms still wrapped around your naked body as walked over to Bada with your head hung in shame and embarrassment. The walk to the other side of the room seemed so long, even though Bada was right there close enough to pull you towards her. Bada tilted your head up as the two of you stood in front of the full body mirror. Bada wrapped her arms around your waist, looking at you in the mirror as her lips placed light pecks along your neck and shoulder.
Your eyes flutter as you feel Bada's lips against your skin. You loved the feeling, but you were fighting the urge to remove Bada's arm from your waist.
"Princess, I want you to look at yourself and tell me what you see."
You began to pick your body apart piece by piece, limb by limb. There's that scar, the hip dips, the fat stomach, the fat thighs, the stretch marks, more scars, and more things you just hated about your body.
Just a disgusting pig.
The image of the two of you began to blur as tears pooled in your eyes. You tried to speak but the words would not forms as if your heart jumped into your throat, making it difficult to breathe or speak. You couldn't utter the words of what you see in that mirror as you stare at yourself. All you could do is leave gut wrenching sobs.
"Well, what I see when I look at you, my love. I see my beautiful wife and the girl I have love since the first time I laid eyes on her."
"I love everything about you. Your scars, your imperfections, and I overall love you and I'll never stop no matter what."
"I have never felt disgusted or ashamed to show you off to anyone. I have always introduced you as my wife because I knew that you were going to be my wife one day."
"You are who I want, no one else. Only you."
Bada lifted your wrist to her lips placing light kisses upon your scars, some fresh and some old but there was still pain. Bada turned your body to face her, looking down at your slit up wrist and back at your tear stained face.
"Promise me, you will never do this again."
"Never again, I promise."
Bada grabbed your face, gently placing her lips against yours. This kiss felt different, nothing like the others. There was a sense of guilt from both sides. You felt guilty for not coming to Bada about your problems, and Bada felt guilty for not asking and not being there for you in that way. You pulled away from the kiss, giving Bada a reassuring smile as she did the same.
"I love you so much. Never forget that."
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π sweet dreams!Matt Sturniolo - blurb
warnings; 18+ smut, f!reader, sleepy sex
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Au #1: Untitled (TBD)
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Canon-divergent, post-7x22 "Requiem".
After Scully's untimely miscarriage amidst the task force hunt for Mulder, Mulder is returned from his abductionβ implanted with three hybrid embryos, this time much more alien than human. With the two intercepted by Colonist forces before the pregnancy can be terminated, Mulder comes to his own decision to bring the infants to term, receiving visions of a timeline where they hold they key to humanity's resistance. In this uneasy limbo, beset by dangers within and without, Scully grapples with her dashed dreams and her relationship to motherhood, while Mulder is incited to consider his own place within manhood, womanhood, and everything beyond and in-between.Β
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(fic in progress...)
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β Ally baby ~ . β
Yoink. Heβs now being lifted from behind, held upwards like a weight with one clawed hand.
Before he can even respond, heβs in the air. Blinking furiously. Sheβs just lucky itβs her.
βBetty, please. Iβm not a toy.β
But heβs not fighting her grasp. Just riding it out until she decides sheβs bored.
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Hi! I really enjoy your Makima/Nayuta reader and wanna give you my own ideas for part 3! >_<
I feel like reader will just be with Mori most of the time because Mori is very interested in reader ability and maybe cunning personality (probably try to dress the reader with some ouji clothes he buys) Then the rest of port mafia meet reader and was quite interested of him. Meanwhile the agency is literally ready to take reader back
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Part 1 here
Part 2 here
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After the incident at the mall, Chuuya have been often around you, despite you wanted to be around Gin or Hirotsu or even Tachihara or seems and the fact Mori often let you and Elise to dress doesn't make you happy.
Though.. Elise only dress if you are with her of sort which make you more a victim to hang out with her of sort.
"Chu-chu-niisan"
"Yes y/n, what is it?" Asked Chuuya who lean to your level as you fiddle with your fingers slightly pouting.
"Where are we going?"
"...to meet Ane-san"
"Ne? Chu-chu-niisan, who is Ane-san?"
"She is like my elder sister, she eventually went for mission some days earlier, today she just arrive" said Chuuya who have a visible smile on his lips as you tilted your head curiously.
"O-okay.." You muttered as Chuuya lead you to a garden.
There you saw beautiful women with red hair as she was busy watering the flower as her eyes flicker onto you and Chuuya.
"Hmm? Who is this young boy, you have?"
As you hide behind Chuuya who let out a soft chuckle as The women approach you.
She kneel onto your level as she gently smile at you.
"What's your name?" She asked as her gaze was warm which make your anxiety disappear as your eyes twinkle.
"Y-y/n"
"What a cute name for a cute boy" she said as she pat your head making you blush in embarrassment, her gentle aura and warmness truly remind you of your mother warmness.
Chuuya smile at the fact you get along with Ane-san.
"From where did you brought such a cute boy?" Asked Kouyou as Chuuya awkwardly sighed.
"Boss was the one who brought him, eventually.."
"Ougai-dono? For why?"
"..."
Her eyes flickered onto you as you tilted your head to side with your eyes curiously stare at them as she kneel to your level again and gently smile at you.
"May I.. know where you are from?"
"Shinjuku"
"Oh.. And how are you here in Yokohama?" Asked Kouyou as Chuuya was taken aback that you spoke about yourself after days on staying in port mafia.
"I was lost in the carnival.. Then I met Mr.Whitey hair!"
"Whitey hair?"
"He is from the.. Agency I think? He and one found me.."
As Kouyou glance up at Chuuya who to kneel onto your level.
"How.. Many days have you been in.. Agency?" Asked Chuuya as he try to confirm a particular event that took place in Shinjuku.
"Since I'm.. 11 years old.. About .. When I was nine years!"
"So.. You have been in agency.. For two years?"
"Hmm mmh! They told me they would find my parents.. "
"Did your..parents came to take you?"
"Yes! But.. But.. The others in agency said.. They left me in their care.. I don't want to believe it.." You muttered while holding tightly onto Chuuya hand who frowned a bit.
"..say will you believe us if we find your parents and ask you why they left you?" Asked Kouyou as your eyes widen.
"Y-you will a-ask them?"
"Yes"
"Ane-san"
Kouyou just smile as Chuuya was unsure as you happily hug her which she chuckle at your enthusiasmically smiling and hugging her happily.
"Thank you so much! Ane-san!"
She chuckle as she patted your head while your face was on her stomach side as you couldn't see her dark smile at Chuuya who silently nod.
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"What do you mean he is in Port mafia?!" Shouted Dazai alarming the others as Ranpo frowned. "This is bad if they already know his ability" said Yosano frowning as she was as hell going to break every fingers of Mori if he lay a single hand on you or either traumatized you.
"We will have to get him back!"
"Yeah!"
"Wait"
As they all glance at the president who look stern and serious like he always do, but his eyes were more narrowed.
"We can't just wage war against port mafia."
"B-but!"
"President is correct.. We have to get y/n safely" said Kunikida as Kyouka frown as she was held back by Atsushi who told her not to be reckless.
"Either that or.. We have to make y/n trust us more" said Ranpo as they all blink confused of what he meant.
"Because .. I get a feeling that.. They are going to use his parents against us"
"Y/n parents? But didn't we already deal with them? I doubt they would utter a word" said Jun'chiro as he recall their terrified expression as Fukuzawa shook his head slightly.
"The port mafia have their own ways.. And we all know how they are.. Especially dealing with.. Children" said Yosano as Kyouka clench on her dress as she frown.
Perhaps they may have manipulate you? Or make you kill someone with your ability? There were many possibility as they can't make a wrong mistakes.
"We might need to talk this out.. Professionally" said Fukuzawa as Ranpo frown, while Kunikida and the others try to argue with.. Atsushi who was frowning and feel like blaming himself for leaving you even for a minute in the aquarium..
As you call him your elder brother yet, he failed.. Atsushi mind of thoughts held as Dazai spoke out.
"There might be possibility that y/n parents will be kill.."
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They didn't want to see you so, horrified yet.. For some twisted pleasure they are pleased to see your reactions as Mori patted your head who flinch yet, never moved your eyes from the dead body.
"How cruel of them.. To have murdered your parents.." Said Kouyou as she brought you to a hug as you stood frozen.
"Considering the fact that.. They suddenly left.. Or perhaps more likely.. They were killed.. " muttered Elise who hold your hand as Kouyou let go of the hug as you approach the dead body with tear stricken face.
"Mama.. Papa ..."
"..."
"We should give him some time.." Said Mori as he left. So, did Kouyou who told Akutagawa to stay back which alarmed Chuuya who was going to stay.
"B-but ane-san"
"Don't worry.. I think Akutagawa will handle this much better.."
Chuuya hesistantly left as Akutagawa was very much confused as he approach you who hold onto your dead mother hand.
He kneel down onto your level as you let yourself cry.
"You shouldn't let the grief take over you.. As it shows your weakness"
"...but.. Mama.. And.. Papa.. They"
As Akutagawa glare at you making you flinch as he glance at the dead body then at you.
"They won't come back alive even if you cry for them so, wipe that tears of yours!"
"..." As you nod while been scarred of him slightly as his anger face make you want to cry more.
"Wh-what shall I do.. Mama.. And papa.. They..*hic*" as you stopped yourself from crying when you felt a hand on top of your head as you glance at Akutagawa who wasn't looking at you.
"Make it a goal to fight against the world.. They killed of your parents.. So they should pay.." He said as he glance at you with serious face as he was about to let go of patting your head, you firmly nod and tremble hands hold onto his hand that was on top of your head.
He was alarmed but you smile gently.
"Your hands are warm, Ryou-oniisan!"
"Oniisan?"
"Hmm mmh! Can I call you that?"
"..." He hesistantly nod as your smile brightens while chuckling.
"Yay! Ryou-oniisan accepted me as his younger brother!"
He blink twice confused yet nod while keeping a stoic face as you smile brightly. Until..
His eyes widen a bit as you fall onto him asleep as he sighed while pat your head.
Maybe.. the toll on the lost finally took over you.
Yet, he smile a bit as he oath to himself to protect you, like how.. An older brother shall do.
' I promise.. I will protect you like how an older brother does..'
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A:n- that's all! Good day/night to you all! And no! I am not making part four.
That's all.
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ππππ π’πππ ππππ ππππππ ππ’ ππππ’ | ππππ’π πππ‘ππ
πππππππππ - ππππ πππππππ
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κ±α΄β¦Κα΄α΄Κ Κα΄Κα΄. α΄‘α΄κ±κ±α΄α΄? Κα΄α΄‘'κ± Κα΄α΄Κ α΄
α΄Κ Κα΄α΄Ι΄? Ιͺκ° Κα΄α΄ α΄‘α΄Ι΄Ι΄α΄ α΄Κα΄α΄β¦α΄α΄κ±α΄ ΚΙͺα΄ α΄α΄ α΄α΄.
α΄α΄Ι’Κ..α΄Κα΄α΄ κ±α΄α΄Ι΄α΄
α΄α΄
Κα΄α΄α΄α΄Κ ΙͺΙ΄ α΄Κ Κα΄α΄α΄
(α΄α΄ΚΚα΄ α΄α΄κ±α΄Κα΄α΄Ιͺα΄ Κα΄α΄Κα΄
α΄α΄α΄
α΄ ΚΚ α΄α΄Κ π)
π·ππ’ πππππ’πππ! πΌπ’ πππππ πΏππππ πΉππππππ(πΈ πππ ππ ππ πππ πππππ, πππ π’'ππππ , ππ-πππππππππππππ!) πΈ'πβ¦πππππ πππ ππ ππππ πππππ, πππ πΈ'π ππππππππ ππππππ πππ.
πππβ¦πππππ ππ π’ππ π ππππ ππππ ππ πππππβ¦π³ππ'π ππ πππ’!
πΈ ππ, πππππ π ππ’ πΈ'π πππ’πππ ππππ--
π°ππ’π ππ’, ππππ ππ ππ ππππ! π·πππ π’ππ ππ πππ ππ ππππ π’ππ πππ ππππππ!
π¦π½πππ: πΏππππ πΉππππππ
π¦ππππππππ: π·π/ππππ’
π¦π±πππππππ’: πππππππππ 16- πππππππππ π’ππππ πππ
π¦πΆππππ’ πΏπππππ: πΏππ’πππ, πΆππππππ ππ πππ π·ππππ ππππ (πππππππππππ’ πππππππ ππ π΄πππβ¦πππβ¦πππβ¦ππ'π πππππππππππ..)
π¦πΌπππππ πΏπππππ: ???
(πΈβ¦πππ'π ππππππ’ ππππ , ππ ππ ππππππ.)
π¦π·ππππππ: π°ππππππ’, ππππ πππ ππππππ, πππππππππππππ, ππππ πππ, ππππππ πππππππ (πΏπππππ πππ'π πππππ πππ πππππππππ’ πππππππ, ππππ’'ππ ππππ’ πππππππππ!), πππ ππππππ’ (π³ππ'π πππ ππ ππππ ππβ¦ππ'π πππ ππππ’ πππππ
)
π¦πππ‘ππππππ’: πΏπππππ‘πππ ππππππππππππ
π¦π²ππππππ ππππππππππππ ππππππ: ππΈπ½πΆπ»π΄
π¦π²πππ πππππππππ: π²πππ π·πππ-πππππ (πΈ πππππ πΈ'π ππππππππ ππ πππ π π-πππππ ππ πππππππππβ¦)
π¦π°ππππππππ: π²ππππππππππππ π πππ πππππππππππ πππ πππππ πππππππ, ππππ-ππππππππ*, πππππππ πππππππππ (ππππ ππππ πππππππ πππ πππππ), πππ ππππ-πππππππ**.
*(πππ πππππππ’ ππ ππππππ ππππ πππππππ'π ππππ’ ππ’ πππππ ππ πππππππππππππ, πππππππ πππππ ππππππππ πππ ππππππ π πππ ππππ’ πππ.)
**(πππ πππππππ’ ππ ππππ πππππππ ππ’ ππππππ πππππ ππππ ππππππ.)
(follows back from main, @solicitedfreakiness)
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π±ππππ πππ‘πs:
βΌ ππ πππππππππππ πππππ
βΌ ππππ ππππππ! πππππ’ ππππ π πππ π’ππ πππ ππππ ππ π’ππ πππ ππππ ππππ πππ
βΌ πππ ππππ π ππ πππππ π πππΒ (π,π)
βΌ ππππππ πππππΒ (π)
βΌΒ π πππ πππππ πππ ππππΒ (π)
βΌ πππππ πππππππ & ππππππππππΒ (π)
βΌ πππππππππΒ (π)
βΌ πππππππππ ππ’ππππππΒ (ππππ πππ) (ππππ ππ π)
βΌ πππππππππΒ (ππππ πππ) (ππππ ππ π)
π πππππππππ:
βΌ ππππππππ ππ ππππππ π πππ ππππππππ π πππ π/π
π±ππππ πππ‘πs:
βΌ ππ πππππππππππ πππππ
Β βΌΒ ππππΒ ππΒ ππππ ππ’ (π)
βΌ πππππ’π ππππ (π,π)
βΌ πΈ π πππ π’ππ π ππππΒ (π,π)
π πππππππππ:
βΌ ππππππππ ππ π’ππ ππππππ ππ ππππ πππππ πππππ
βΌ ππππππππ ππ π’ππ πππππππ ππππππ ππ ππ’ πππππππ π ππππππ’ πππππ ππ ππππ (οΌοΌ ππππ πππ.)
π±ππππ πππ‘πs:
βΌ ππππ ππππππ! ππ
π π πππ π’ππ πππ ππ ππππ ππππ πππ (π·ππ π·ππ ππππ) (πΏππππππππππ ππππ)
βΌ πππππ ππ ππππ (π,π,π)
βΌ ππ π’πππ πππ’ππππππ
βΌ πππ ππ ππππ π ππππ πππ (πππ πππππ ππππππ) πππ πππππππ (ππππ’ π πππ πΉπππππππ)Β (π)
βΌ ππ. πππππππ (π)
βΌ ππππ πππππ πππππππππππ (s, f)
βΌ ππ π’πππ πππ’ππππππ
βΌ ππ π’πππ πππ’ππππππ
π πππππππππ:
βΌ ππππππππ ππ πππππππ ππππ
βΌ ππππππππ ππ π’ππ ππππππ ππ ππππ πππππ πππππ
βΌ πππ π ππππ ππππ’ πππ π’ππ?
βΌ πππ ππππππ ππππππ ππππ’'π ππ ππ ππππ π’ππ ππππ’ ππππ π’ππ
βΌ πππ πππ’! πππ πππ’π£ ππππππππ ππ πππππ πππππ ππππππ π πππ‘π’ ππππ’
βΌ ππππππππ ππ πππππ ππππππππ’ π πππ-πππππππ πππ π/π πππππ ππππππ’ πππ πππππππ ππππ.
βΌΒ πππ ππ πππππππ/ππ‘πππππππππ ππ ππππππ πππππππ πππ.
π±ππππ πππ‘πs:
βΌ ππ πππππππππππ πππππ
Β βΌ ππ π’πππ πππ’ππππππ
βΌ ππ π’πππ πππ’ππππππ
βΌ πππππππ (π)
βΌ ππππππ ππππππππ (π)
βΌ ππππππππ ππππππππ (π,π,π)
π±ππππ πππ‘πs:
βΌ ππ πππππππππππ πππππ (π³πππm ver.) (πππ’π
ver.)
βΌ ππππ ππππππ! π½π²π πππππ π πππ π’ππ ππππ ππππ π’ππ'ππ πππ πππππππ ππππππ πππ πππ π’ππ'ππ ππππππππ’ ππππ£π’ πππ ππππ πππππ
βΌ ππππππππ!π½π²π πππππ πππππππ π’ππ ππππ πππππ ππππ π ππππ ππππππ π ππ
βΌ π½π²π π³ππππ π πππ ππππ’ ππππ π’ππ ππ/πππππ π’ππ π ππππ π’ππ'ππ πππ
βΌ πππππππππππππ π πππ ππππ ππππππ!π½π²π π³ππππ π πππ π’ππ πππ ππππ ππππ ππππ πππ πππππππ£πππ
βΌ πππππππππππππ π πππ ππππ ππππππ! π½π²π π³ππππ π πππ ππππ’ πππππππ’ πππ πππ ππ πππ πππππππ£πππ
βΌ ππππ ππππππ! π½π²π πππππ π πππ π’ππ πππ ππππ ππ π’ππ πππ ππππ ππππ πππ
βΌ ππππ ππππππ! πππ’π
π πππ π’ππ πππ ππ ππππ ππππ πππ
βΌ πππππ πππππ’ ππππππππ πππππππ‘ππ (π)
βΌ πππ ππ π πππππππ (π)
βΌ πππππ πππππ π ππππ ππ’ πππ πππππΒ Β (π, π)
βΌ πππ ππππ’ πππππ πππππππ’ ππππ πππππ. (π, π)
βΌ π ππππππ ππππππ (π,π)
βΌ ππππ ππ ππππππππΒ (π,π,π)
π±ππππ πππ‘πs:
βΌ ππππ ππππππ! &ππππ πππππ ππππ π πππ π’ππ πππ ππ π’ππ πππ ππππ ππππ πππ
βΌ ππ πππππππππππ πππππ
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