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writingoddess1125 · 7 months

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Bar Adventure

Usopp x GnReader

I thinkkkk this is kinda like roleplay, only thing I could think of Sorry!

MUST BE 18+ TO READ!

⚠️Warnings:⚠️ Oral sex male receiving, deep throat, semi-public sex, stranger sex, cock warming

Day 2. Roleplay

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You couldn't help but blush as you looked at yourself in the mirror, you were dressed in rather revealing clothes for yourself.

Tonight you were going to have fun damn it! You were known as that shy school teacher but not today- You were tired of living under the cloud of safety, tonight you were going to be someone else.

Striking a pose to give yourself some confidence, then quickly stopping it as you looked stupid... grabbing your wallet you left quickly- the new clothes and makeup seemingly hiding your appearance thoroughly enough.

Stepping in you see the bar packed, which was good in your case since you blended in more. Walking to the Bartender you order some fruity sweet drinks, wanting to get something strong that tasted good.

As you drank you watch a man stumble over to the bar next to you. Ordering a massive fish bowl drink and smiling at you.

"Well, what is a cute thing like you seated at the bar by yourself?" He questioned with a grin. His rich golden skin seemingly to glow under the cheap lights of the bar, rich mahogany eyes dtaring through you like he was looking through you, his well groomed locs tucked in a crooked pirates hat and green overalls not matching with his appearance. However he was cute and you'd never seen him before.

"Well just waiting for the right guy to talk me out of my seat~" You say back, trying to be flirty and downing the drink that the Bartender gave you. "And who are you handsome?~"

"I am THE famed Captian Usopp" He claimed proudly, the alcohol running through both of your systems as you giggle.

"A Captian? Impressive~"

"What about you?" He giggled out, taking another hard slip of his drink.

Your brain freezes at this, before you smirk waving your hand dismissively.

"Sorry Captian, thats classified~" this clearly earning his attention, soon you started to spin imaginary tails with the stranger- Him providing his own wild stories to match in adventure. You played yourself as a spy of sorts, like you were secretly in with Pirates but acted as a Marine for Intel which made no sense but he seemed interested. As the drinks kept pouting the flirting became almost intoxicating, you two being all over each other hands touching and seconds from making out. Finally you stand Wobbly from the alcohol.

"Follow me Captian~" You purr out, heading towards the bathroom. Your anxiety picking up in your chest as you realized what you were doing. Defiently out of your normal comfort zone with this one-

You saw Usopp stumble after you, a Goofy smile on his lips. Once both of you guys walked into the bathroom he was first to react in kissing you hard, his hands roaming over your body as he dominates your mouth- you moan softly against his lips and pull back. Smiling as you yank him into an empty stall he leans back against the side wall of the stall as he stares at you, you could feel his arousal presses against your stomach.

Your heart pounded in your chest, a deep blush going over your cheeks as you knelt down before the supposed Captian. His face just as red as your own as he stared down at you, lust swimming in those intoxicating eyes most likely mirroring your own.

Nimble fingers worked quickly- You both knew you guys didn't have much time, people would be coming in and out soon as expected of a busy bar. Undoing his belt quickly you smooth your hand over the clear tenting which earned a hiss in pleasure from the man above you.

Smiling at the noise, you made quick work of the button of his pants and saw his cock sprink free from its confinds. Taking look of his hard cock that stood in front of you practically begging for the attention of your mouth.

Leaning forward the confidence from the liquor letting your tongue run up the length of his shaft. Arousal rushing through your body especially hearing him moan above you.

Only to motivate you more his noises were like music to your ears, deciding to ditch the teasing you take him swiftly and fully into your mouth feeling him pressed to the back of your throat. Usopps hand automatically moved to grasp your hair, his face turning deep red as the glasses began to slip from the bridge of his nose.

"F-Fuck..." He panted out. Your lips starting to slide off of him but he bucked his hips back quickly, Clearly his body taking control.

You whimper as you feel him thrust past your lips, his hands ranking deeper in your hair as he began to set a rhythm to set his hips, thrusting to the back of your throat with squickening pace and hardness. Tears starting to run down your cheeks as you grab onto his thighs in support. Moans and gags leave you which send vibrations through the Captian earning more broken moans from him.

As you hear him the shuffle of voices getting closer burn in your ear and Usopp also quiets down. Hearing the sound of people entering the bar and chatting, Blushing as you feel the man's hips stutter against your lips in order to keep the noise down but not stopping.

Usopp continues to thrust into your lips, looking down at you with a soft smile as he gestures for silence from you. A deeply blush on your cheeks as he pushes himself as far back as possible you trying to suppress the noises as you feel the scorching hot cock hitting the back of your throat. Keeping still for a few seconds before he starts up his thrust again.

Before long he begins to thrust into your waiting mouth again, thrusting hard as he used you like some toy. You try to suppress your moans and whimpers of pleasure at being used like this, Hearing the voices of the now suspicious people adding to the arousal.

He grunted as he slammed into your throat and you felt him cum- your throat burning with this as he slid himself deeper down your throat like to make sure you swallow every drop of him.

Hearing the door open as the others leave and you pull back, gasping for air as you felt flushed and too hot. Looking up to see Usopp no better then you, panting and out of breath. His hat seemingly fallen during the oral his unsteady hands starting to tuck his softened self away.

"What-t is your name?" He panted out looking at you as you rose from your knees and looked the man in the eyes. Blushing and giving a shy smile.

"(Y/N)...Call me, (Y/N) Cap" You say softly, earning a smirk from the 'Captian' turning and leaving the stall and him behind. A proud smile on your lips as you exit feeling amazing, walking out of the bar with a skip in your step.

You adjust your shirt with a smirk as you walk off, a smile on your lips and wiping the corner of your mouth.

That was defiently an adventure you'd never forget about.

#x reader #one peice x reader #one piece #one peice live action #god usopp #usopp x reader #one piece usopp #kinktober #day 2 #usopp smut

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missedyour21st · 2 months

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HIHIHI :D

have you listened to the new version of "be"(acoustic)???

if so what did you thinkkkk?????

HIIIIIIIII I MISS YOU

aghhh sorry i’m so late ive been so busy (therefor INACTIVE on here) ((btwww i loveee the new theme AND THE LUCY PFP YASSSS))

YES I LISTENED AND OMGGGG. LISTEN IVE ALWAYS BEEN A SUCKER FOR SLOWER/CHILLER SONGS. IM AN ACOUSTIC GIRL THROUGH AND THROUGH. I THOUGHT I LOVED THIS SONG BEFORE BUT NOWWWW:?;?:!/!/!!/;!;!:?/? I DIDNT KNOW IT COULD GET ANY BETTER BUT I CAN LITERALLYYYYYY FEELLLLL HIS EMOTIONS WHILE HES SINGING UGHHH

“be like the love that discovered the sin”

AND

“be there and just as you stand/or be like the rose that you'd hold in your hand/that grows bold in a barren and an uneasy land/and lover, be good to me”

THOSE LYRICS JUST HIT DIFFERENT IN THIS VERSION I LOVE THIS VERSION EVEN IF ITS SHORTER IDC IT FEEL SO RAW LIKE HES LITERALLY TALKING TO ME

I CANT WAIT FOR THE REST OF THE SONGS WHAT WERE YOUR THOUGHTS BTW

#mutuals #hozier

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wallspikes · 1 year

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Chapter 4

hiiii everyone happy APRIL FOOLS! but this isn't a joke... its a whole new chapter... 3k words of my guys. still no name for this -- worlds worst title creator here. i might call it on the wrong foot BUT idunno. i cant post this to ao3 until i get a title </3. ANYWAY no warnings for this i don't thinkkkk... HAVE FUN! if you have any title ideas tell me in the notes.. please...

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

Gio, no doubt sitting in the ruins of a sand dune beyond the lengths of repair, and more than likely covered in a plethora of various bug bites, felt that he was building more bridges than he had burned in the past day. The little man hadn’t sprinted off towards the closest patch of grass the minute he’d sat down to make himself comfortable — though, they still looked ready to jump away at the first sign of danger. They warily planted their feet and chewed on oversized oats just a few feet away from his outstretched calf. Gio counted that as a win, in his book.

The time on his phone was a little after twelve-thirty. He finished off the last of the granola bar, tucking the wrapper into his back pocket as he stared at the little man in a halfhearted contest that he was sure to lose. The expression on their face was uncertain, their eyebrows upturned in worried arches, their cheeks a blotchy red; Gio felt bad for making them stand there. “You can leave if you want,” he shrugged, “I’m not trying to keep you here… but, that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate this, of course!”

Gio leaned into his palms and fixed them with a thankful grin, “I felt like I was going insane last night, thinking about whether you were real or not. Like, everything felt real, but it was so unreal that I didn’t know if I was imagining it somehow.” His smile turned toothy, “So, thanks for talking to me— or, uh… standing with me. It's nice to not feel crazy.”

The little man shifted in their spot, awkwardly kicking sand to cover their feet and shaking it off again. It almost seemed like they were going to speak, but the words never came. Instead, they ran their hand through their beard, fingers catching on sticky knots matted by honey from the granola bar.

When he still failed to coax a word from the little man, Gio listlessly shrugged. He watched them tug at their beard, wincing slightly each time their neck jerked from a particularly stubborn clump until the secondhand pain became too much to bear and he realized he had the means to help. “Do you want some water?“ He asked, leaning over to pull a bottle from his backpack, “It might help get rid of the honey before you tear out all your hair first.”

The little man quailed as Gio reached behind himself, the movement far too sudden. Gio turned back to see the man had leaped a few steps away from his calf, the granola bar clutched tightly to their chest as they eyed the nearby brambles of bamboo. Their expression had quickly changed to something more frantic, a content pinkness that had grown on their cheeks from the chance at a good meal draining to frightened paleness while their already-upturned eyebrows nearly met with their hairline. “Woah, sorry,” Gio whispered, and held his hands up in surrender, grasping his water bottle in a fist, “I won’t move so fast anymore. Sorry,” he apologized again, slowly pouring a capful of water and placing it where the man once stood, “I wasn’t really thinking.”

It took a few moments of bated breath, but eventually, the little man found the courage to reach forward, pull the cap back towards themself, and gingerly pour some water through their beard, making sure to catch a few drops in their mouth in the process as well. Gio watched, satisfied, but wished still that he could get a closer look at his little midnight guest. He slowly pulled his legs into himself, making sure the man was watching him warily before hunching over and digging his elbows into the sand as if studying a particularly interesting insect.

The little man shrunk under his stare, worrying the granola bar between their hands as Gio propped his head in his palm. As they found themselves locked in a one-sided staring contest, Gio couldn’t help himself from absorbing each little detail, from the way the man’s hair bristled as he looked over them to the worried curve of their brows that hadn’t seemed to relax. Their hair was thick and full, and out from it stuck two large, round ears that twitched back at every move Gio made, no matter how slow. “I hope you don’t mind me being here so much,” he mumbled, “I can’t really tell…”

Again, there was no response — it wasn’t like he really expected one from the man, though there was a faraway part of himself that held out hope for a simple nod, or even more daringly, a word, even if it never came. A wide-eyed stare and the occasional nod of the head proved to be his only consistent partner in conversation. Gio studied them a few moments longer while he hovered overhead, watching their Adam’s apple bob and their feet shuffle in place as their fingers bore holes in the oats of the granola bar, held tightly in a white-knuckled grip. Fascinated as he was by the man’s features, Gio was beginning to worry all this studying might kill them. He sat back on his heels, reached to check for the time, and felt the weight of his eyelids double the second the number ticked on screen.

Gio yawned, exhaustion beginning to catch up with him as the night continued in its standing lull. He turned his head up to the night sky, past the tall bushes and the bamboo to stare at the stars, and sighed. “I should probably go home.” More of a statement than a suggestion, he reached behind himself for his backpack. “Are you headed home soon?”

The redhead straightened up a bit at being addressed, and responded with a quick nod. They took a few steps towards the bushes.

“Cool.” Gio craned his neck over the bushes, then through their lower brambles. He wasn’t sure what exactly he was looking for — a small, dollhouse-like structure beneath the leaves, or a glimmer of light? — but he saw nothing. He tugged on his backpack. “Do you want a walk back?” He tried.

They looked uncomfortable with the suggestion, slightly curling in on themself while they bared a set of awkwardly grimacing yellowing teeth. They shook their head for good measure, though Gio had already gotten the message. Understanding, but disappointed, he nodded. “Well, what if we meet up again sometime…?” Gio held out hope for another shot.

No harsh reaction immediately followed the inquiry, which Gio took for a good sign, though the long pauses of blank stares were equally just as unnerving. He held his breath while he waited for an answer, watching the little man thoughtfully square their jaw as their eyes quickly snapped to meet his, like they were searching for the source of an ulterior motive there. For some reason, Gio felt himself getting nervous — was he hiding something? He didn’t think so. Regardless, he did his best not to show it.

When the little man found nothing in his eyes, they subtly let their jaw relax and rumbled an exhausted growl of relief. Their expression betrayed the sound, their brow still pulled tightly to their nose, upturned with worry — Gio had half a mind to ask if they always looked like that, though he was beginning to become more unsure if the question would be answered with a ‘no.’ But, even so, as they hesitantly shrugged — a response that could realistically be a polite decline, had the little man meant it that way — Gio was ecstatic. “That’s great!” He exclaimed, the cold nervousness that had seized him just moments before making way for a giddy feeling of enthusiasm. “What’s best for you? Should I come here, or do you want to start coming to me…?”

Shellshocked, but too reserved to correct Gio if their attention had been to deny, they slowly pointed at him. The man seemed fairly settled in his decision, though Gio was still a bit unsure of the agreement. “You want to come to me?” The little man nodded. “Okay, yeah! That works fine.”

He knelt on the boardwalk and leaned over the lip until he spotted the little red-headed man slightly tucked away into the foliage. “I live on Pacific, if that means anything,” he grinned, pointing through the trees and bushes, “It’s two walks over, just skip the first one — the gray house with the deck on the left is mine. I’m there pretty often, if you need anything. Or if you just want to say hi…?”

The little man glanced in the direction he was pointing, as if to politely consider the offer before giving their answer — then nodded. Gio, hovering upside down over the edge of the boardwalk, gave an excited thumbs up, “Great! My family’s fine, so if you see them, don’t get too concerned. But, uh, I’ll try to find time out there at night for myself, so you can talk to just me, if you want.”

The man didn’t respond this time, their expression only tightening a bit — an expression Gio couldn’t quite get the read on he would have liked. He left the conversation at that. “I hope you… feel better. Sorry, again, about everything.” A pause. “Yeah,” he added, “I’ll see you later… Have a good night, man.”

Gio stood, dusted off his knees and knocked the sand from his shoes, gave the tattered net a grim once-over, and had half a mind to break the thing over his knee — but, ultimately, decided against it after remembering the last time he was whacked from the recoil of a fishing pole.

As he walked home, suddenly more aware of each footfall with the knowledge of the man who lived beneath the boardwalk, Gio let his mind wander to his family — how would they react to seeing a man a fraction of their size? Living, breathing, thinking? Would they take it well?

Should he even tell them…?

Gio let the thought ruminate. There was no guarantee they’d even see the little guy if he never told them about them. If the stranger showed up at their doorstep looking for a conversation, Gio was certain they’d hide from unknown family members, whether they knew about them or not — though, they’d probably appreciate it to hide without peering eyes… Gio shrugged to himself. He wouldn’t tell his family, to save everyone the hassle.

Plus, he wasn’t sure he had taken the news so well himself.

Sure, stumbling across the little guy in the gully left him fascinated and even more curious by the bizarre discovery, but he thought back to the feeling of the man in his palm… they couldn’t have weighed more than a few ounces — not even a pound — and when they stood before him for their silent conversation, Gio couldn’t help but notice how pale and thin their body was.

Gio slowed his pace as he thought. Was the stranger hungry? Sick? He wished they had taken more food, if that was the case. He could spare it easily, though, with the way the little guy struggled to carry their cargo after the hopefully generous-enough offering, the issue seemed not to come in the offering, but in receiving. There was no way they could have comfortably brought more food home. Maybe he could bring some more interesting things next time he planned to look for the stranger again. Or, he could wrap a few provisions in some napkins and leave them on the little man’s doorstep, once he knew where it was. He just hoped the man was eating comfortably.

The idea that they weren’t bothered him. He’d never seen a person like that before, but the fact that there was one meant that there had to be more — were they all so thin? Hanging so closely to the threat of starvation that their skin pales and pulls tight to the bone? He hoped not. He hoped his little stranger was just an outlier.

Gio realized, as he found himself a few paces from his doorstep, that he hadn’t been watching his feet while he was lost in thought about the nutrition of the little man. In a heart-wrenching panic, he glanced back at the boardwalk, dreading to find any unfortunate soul who’d wandered into his path, but thankfully found nothing in the dim reflection of moonlight off the wooden slats. He sighed, and resigned himself to his screen-paneled front door — where he made sure not to let it slam behind him, or let the hinges squeak too loudly.

As his phone’s clock turned past one-thirty in the morning, he turned its flashlight to the floor, kicked off his sneakers, and softly found his way up the stairs, around the bend of the hallway and—

“Hey.”

Gio jumped, nearly dropping his phone, but catching it before it could make a parent-waking clatter. Shining his flashlight down the hallway, Nicolette poked her head from her open bedroom door. “Nico!” he hissed, narrowing his eyes at her through the darkness, “What?! Why are you even awake?!”

“It’s not that late. Plus, I heard you sneak out at eleven-thirty and wanted to know where you headed off to without inviting me.” Nicolette leaned against her doorway, “Were you hanging out with Monty again?”

Gio shrugged — it seemed as good a coverup as any, “Yeah. They wanted to sit over by the bay.”

“Why’d you have a net?”

Gio’s flashlight slightly faltered. He could feel this conversation twist itself into an interrogation as the moments passed and the questions became more detailed. It was rare that a Clark sibling conversation could last more than a few minutes without turning into some kind of debate, and it seemed Gio couldn’t save this one’s meager life. “How did you know I had a net?”

Nicolette gestured into her room with a shrug of her shoulders, “You’re not the only one with a window.”

He grit his teeth, “We were catching crabs.”

“What’re you?” Nicolette scoffed, “Seven?”

Gio turned back down the hallway to his own bedroom door and slid his bag inside before he whispered again, his voice exasperated, “Whatever! If you wanna keep talking, come over here. We’re gonna wake up mom and dad.”

His sister huffed, but pushed herself off her doorway nonetheless. She made herself comfortable on the foot of her brother’s bed and leaned her back against the neighboring wall as Gio closed the door behind them — making sure to give the hallway a quick, cursory glance, just in case.

Gio flicked on a lamp and shook some of the long-clinging sand from the legs of his pants — Nicolette fixed him with a studious gaze. He paused. “What?”

She narrowed her eyes, “What’s going on with you?”

“Nothing’s going on with me,” Gio lied.

Nicolette ignored him. She pointed to the band-aid on his hand, “First, you come home with your hand mauled. Then, you wander off at night with a net, and won’t tell me where you went. What are you really trying to catch?”

“I told you already,” Gio shrugged, turning to rummage through his dresser for a set of pajamas, “it was a fly. And I was catching crabs with Monty.”

“Yeah, you know that’s not true,” Nicolette called his bluff, a triumphant smirk in her voice, “Plus, I can see your face getting red from here.”

She was right. Gio could feel his face getting warm, too. That always happened when he lied or started to get nervous. Usually, he’d find the chance to hide the pinkness of his cheeks before it got too obvious — his most common solution was to run away — but with his sister sitting so firmly on his only hope for safe haven, he’d have to resign himself to embarrassment. “Fine,” he rolled his eyes, “That’s not true.”

Nicolette perked up. “Okay… then tell me what is!”

Gio crossed his arms. He loved his sister, but he wasn’t going to let her strongarm him into giving up all his secrets so easily this time. Maybe he didn’t want to tell her. “Well, y’know, maybe I don’t want to tell you,” he echoed his own thoughts, “Why do you always need to know everything?”

She thunked her head against the wall, “It can’t be that serious.”

He shrugged, doing his best to keep his cheeks from turning red. He was lying in every way — not only verbally, to his sister, but to himself. It was that serious. “I don’t know. Maybe it is.”

“Ugh! Gio!” she exclaimed, her voice still a whisper, “Just tell me!”

He wanted to tell her badly. Gio took a deep breath, and he held it for a moment, trying to keep himself from spilling the entire story of the stranger right then and there — but, as he opened his mouth to exhale, the dam broke. “It’s a… little man?!” Gio could have shouted with all the pent-up bewilderment of the nights before, if not for his parents’ room just a few doors down, “Like, really little. I saw them and they bit me and then I just couldn’t… stop thinking about it! I think they live under the boardwalk.”

The room was silent. Nicolette fixed him with an incredulous stare, her eyes tinged with a softness of worry after her brother’s seemingly nonsensical story. “A little man…?”

“A little man.”

“Okay…” she started slowly, then cocked her head, “You're sure you’re not sick?”

Gio wiped a hand down his face with a tired groan as his cheeks turned even redder for a different, embarrassed reason. “Whatever,” he mumbled, and strictly pointed at the door, “Get out so I can go to sleep. If you want to actually listen, find me in the morning.”

Nicolette rolled onto her feet, resigning to let whatever tall-tale Gio was telling settle for the night. “Fine, fine.” She shrugged and pulled the door open, stepping into the hallway — but not without turning in a sharp about-face to leave her brother with a final threat, “Expect to hear from me tomorrow.”

He closed the door behind her, an unamused expression atop his still-rosy cheeks. With the quiet click of the door handle closing, he flopped heavily onto his mattress. For a moment, he stared blankly at the ceiling, an image of the little man forming in his memory to play back the motions of the night. He wanted to laugh. Sharing a granola bar with a stranger past midnight is a novelty story to begin with, but for that stranger to be a fraction of Gio’s own height was taking the story to an even further, funnier degree.

He could feel his smile crack. It was funny. Gio quietly laughed to himself as he changed into his pajamas and began his nightly routine — silently down the hall, so as to not alert his parents, or possibly his sister again, who uncharacteristically kept her door open a crack as if to listen for any suspicious, brotherly noises. He thought of the little man in their home, wherever that may be, following a routine just the same as Gio’s as they prepared for bed. He hoped they enjoyed the peanut. And he hoped the chunk of granola bar would hold them over for a while, since it looked like a Thanksgiving turkey in their arms.

He kicked up his bedsheets and slid beneath them, finally placing his glasses on the bedside table for the night with an exhausted sigh. Tomorrow, he’d have to find time in the night when he could convince his family to give him some space as he sat on the deck.

That was, if the little stranger even came to visit.

#borrowers #g/t #g/t writing #gt #giant/tiny #weld #gio #oc stuff #writing

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reniqt · 2 years

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i know i say this a lot but ohmygod RANT COMING

i reallt love heeseung :((

so i’m currently studying rn listening to this hee playlist right RIGHT?? U SEE WHERE THIS IS GOING?? doing my shit ahaha procrastinating UNTIL eyes off you comes on. EYES. OFF. YOU. i literally had such a big fat fucking phase with that song and just imagining hee w this song playing has literally changed my whole entire life IM?? HEARTBROKEN?? makes me realize how much i miss him ohmtgod :(( the thought of it makes me wanna cry !! thinking back to how quiet he’s been ever since he’s been getting hate and i’m LITERALLY SO KAKDJ ???!/$/$ that man has made me feel loved for the longest time and he’s been my PURE motivation i need each morning :(( like just thinking about him makes me wanna cry myself to sleep like i rlly rlly love him and i’m sososoosos proud of him for making it this far</333 i hope he knows how perfect he is like ??? hands DOWN. he’s so lovable and sweet i rlly wanna cry now AHHAHA THINKING BACK TO THE TIME I CRIED OVER HIM AT A SCHOOL NIGHR. can u believe it. going on tiktok then suddenly shifting tears at him SMILING?? LIKE?? but ohemgee why do i miss him so much listening to these hee playlists ARENT!! HELPING!! no but the comfort i get when i’m downstairs in pitch black listening to my tv playing enha has gotta b one of the most comforting things i’ve done?? now that i’m watching hee content in the middle of the night the urge to cry rn is RLLY STRONG. i love him sosoosososmuch did i say that already 💀 but i do :((( like i rlly do :((((((( hes been so quiet lately i just hope he’s okay :((((((((( anyways off topic ORETTY MUCH AND HEE??? THINKKKK abt it. mans is so bf material he’s literally gonna make me go insane bc of how perfect he is like i’m not even joking he’s so fucking talented AKAKSNNS HIS GOCALS?? HIS VOCALS??? HELLLO? SO DAMN TALENTED AND FOR WHAT???? MANS IS GOOD AT ANYTHING HE DOES:(( that’s a lotta sad faces in one post AHA not the point im a strong hee stan and that’s been lasting for MONTHS. ILAND……..iland was just the start of it. man i love his vocals smsmsmsm thats literaly the whole reason why i bias him so hard like??? THE MOMENT HE SANG BOOM I KNEW I HAD TO BIAS HIM. THE WAY HE TWISTS THE WORDS BEAUTIFULLY IS SO UNIQUE TO ME?? he’s always had such a talented voice i’m so. i’m wasting my studying time rn but atp idgaf cuz its abt HEE. HEE IN THE MIRNING HEE AT NIGHT HEE IN THE EVENING AND HEE AT SCHOOL jk its not that deep maybe i am delulu but u get what i mean !! do i regret making this !! no !! the strong urge to rant abt the loml was so strong to the point this paragraph became long asf i’m literally so MSMDMSN EYES OFF U AND HEESEUNG AAKSKA now that urge to write a fic abt him is here like i could stay up till 3 writing abt him if i wanted too……./hj heeseung, the loml, my one and only, my everyrhing, my happiness, ETC i love u vvvvvv much !! its so hard to study now, now that i’m writing this shit paragraph but it’s ok. its OK. conclusion i love heeseung so damn much and i miss him…like…a lot…………fuck the sad playlists that r making me cry i genuinely cant do this more am i allowed to sob :(( HELP NOT TALKING TO THE MOON COMING ON?? watch me scroll through hee pics after this cuz i miss him sm and i crave hee pics!! this is a rlly hard time for me guys pray 4 me why am i crying over a man at a school night. SCHOOL NIGHT. IS IT EVEN THAT DEEP…yes. its rhat deep. i rlly canr thank him enough for making me smile sm i :(((( atp what would i do without him ???? ROT???? yes. he genuinely makes me feel like the happiest person ever i’m not even joking there something abt him:(( mans gives off such a comforting and safe feeling i love sm UUGMDJS how do i tell him hes perfect ??? like ??? god hes so perfect i dont even know what to say antmore :((((( hes literally the DEFINITION of perfect. AND I STAND BY MY POINT!!! he’s always been perfect wtaf he’s not even real. HES NOT REAL. THERES MO WAY. this is all literally just my imagination. JUST LOOK AT HIS NAME. HEESEUNG?? fuck even his NAME sounds perfect too. he’s so ethereal i’m not even joking how could i love a man so much i

FUCK THE PARAGRAPH IS TOO LONG

ok well.

i’m so incredibly in love w him i’m literaly rotting inside

#heeseung :(((#lee heeseung :((((#= literaly my entire world !!#im not okay im rlly not i want to CRY.#r.rants🐾#r.moots🐾

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romaritimeharbor · 1 month

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🌻 okay wait random lucie thought. they should be able to spin their cane on the back of their hand AHAKSKSK its. so silly but i like my characters doing extra silly things just to look cool yk. the cane IS their weapon too after all so i mean... doing cool things with ur weapon. funny??

i was sweeping the floors and casually spinning the broom on my hand and i thought to myself. wait thats such a sick move lucie should be able to do that as their post attack animation or something idk idc

altho gotta say spinning a broom is kinda hard. its heavy 💔💔💔 still a vv funny thing to do if u know how to do it

REAL REAL THEY ABSOLUTELY SHOULD BE ABLE AND ALLOWED TO DO THAT it would be such a silly idle to imagine (i cannot be the only person who imagines idles for my ocs...... /lh). or just silly and fun in general! or like you said, post attack animation <3

it does seem like it would be heavy! i can sort of spin a bo staff (AT LEAST i think that's what it is; i do not remember which martial arts weapon it is but i THINKKKK it's a bo staff?????? i can't remember for the life of me) which is lighter than a broom. but i'm also not that good at it 💔

#✧— aphe's letters from 🌻 anon.#aphe lore?!?!?!?!?!?#as you all know i am very fatherless but when i was NOT fatherless he was teaching me some martial arts!#and now i want to get back into it #thinkign about taking lessons. idk i'm scared though HEKEHDNSG #aphe lore for you all <3

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queenieloveswriting · 4 years

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The Fool and Her Temperance

Before your parents split, you lived in the outerbanks,with your mum and dad, close to your cousin ,john b. Not long after Big John, your dad's brother, died your mum and dad split, your dad stayed in outer banks to watch over his brothers son and keep his steady job, your mum however took you back to her home country Italy, and you lived in a small but cosy house near your grandparents. Not having a choice as a 7 year old you had to leave outer banks behind. When you got older your mum let you have your dad's number and then eventually you got your cousins, and began to get extremely close.

John and your dad simultaneously kept you up to date on the news and gossip of the outer banks, you'd call each other and it became your Sunday night ritual. Being a call or facetime you'd talk about school, you talked him through a grieving process and eventually settled for his reason to not believe until there is physical evidence. You barely know his friends other than jj whose number you also had, but they knew the name ‘Luna D’Angelo.

It was a Sunday night and you'd just, finally, convinced your mother to let you visit your dad for the summer and soak in the sun while she moved for a promotion during the month in Portland, of all places. You are just about to call john and tell him the news. School was literally out as of Friday and you were sure he was partying like he told you he'd be on Saturday, which is why he called you earlier. After updating your dad, who you also talked to every Friday night after school, You got to john

After repetitive buzzing he finally picked up, you heard some staticky music and slightly tipsy John b

“Heyyy Luna you okay we calleddd yesterdayyy i thinkkkk”

“Heyy john yeah we did sorry i just had some really good news i wanted to tell you but i can ring you tomorrow if its better”

“Don't be silllyyy I've only had a few anyways, I'll remember what is it, please don't tell me your pregnant because uncle joe’ll be pisseddd” he chuckled

“No oh my god I just wanted to say that my mum gave me the all clear and I’m coming to live with dad for the summer and maybe longer i don't know but yeah”

The line went silent

“WOOOHOOO she coming Back GUYS DID YOU HEAR THAT LUNA D’ANGELO IS COMING FOR THE SUMMER "he shouted

“Woah man stop shouting "you heard from the other line

“Jj bro my cousin you remember my cousin Luna she just told me yeah that she's coming back for the summer and maybe longer if her mum lets her brooo this is going to be the best summer ever lulu I've missed you”

“Wait really bro as in uncle joe’s Luna?”he asked

“Duh bro the only Luna we know dumbass you wanna say hi”

“What do you mean bro she's not here or is she waiting wha--?”

“She on the phone,ohhh actually you speak to her for a second I'm getting looks from over there”

“Oh wait John its fin--”

Next thing you heard was some shuffling and a deeper voice fill your speaker phone

“Luna you there? "he asked

“Shit yeah hey jj I was about to go anyways but well now you know I’m finally going to meet you and the guys well and girl but”

“yeah you areee” he slurred

“Anyways I'll see you in about a week j”

“Soon beautiful gunna have the best summer, finally going to a legendary obx party "he laughed, tipsy

“Sounds good jay I'll see you soon bye "you hung up

after finally hanging up on the phone you mentally facepalmed yourself for being so awkward, you went to bed

A slow week went by, and you had finally arrived in the outerbanks.Stepping of the boating docks you searched the crowd for you dad. Once you spotted him holding a sign that said “bentornato la mia bella figlia”welcoming you back in your second, most used language,italian.Running into your dad's arms,you both had a little cry eventually getting settled into a cosy shack. After catching up with your dad you told him about you and john b becoming close once he gave you his number. Deciding you should surprise him with his arrival, Your dad drove you in his pick up to a block away from the chateau you remember you uncle calling it.

Walking up to the porch you heard voices coming from the dock, followed by their matured bodies coming in from a boat, scrapping your original plan once you saw your cousin, you just screamed running to the completely oblivious family member

“Johnnnn I’m back” you giggled still running

.Catching his attention he turned around running towards you in complete shock “holy fucking shit your here I thought it was tomorrow "he shouted suffocating you with a hug ”oh my god john b i missed you “you giggled and he sent you a watery laugh in return "I wasn't expecting you back soon wow you look so different from the scrawny little 7 year old in uncle joe’s photos "he cooed

Before you could argue you were aware of the three people sending you confused glares. The only girl there, assuming it was kiara not having seen pictured to put name to face, coughed. ”someone wanna tell me what the fucks going on “she addressed earning john to roll his eyes at the over sassed girl, who had looked slightly jealous ”Kie this is Luna D’Angelo uncle joes daughter I’ve mentioned her she's my cousin, I might have forgot to tell them you were coming “her attitude dropped when she realised it was you “ohmygod ”she physically facepalmed, causing you to laugh "I had no idea you were coming the fuck john dumbass ”she elbowed him walking towards giving you a hug. ”Nice to finally meet you and put a face to name, speaking of you are fucking gorgeous the fuck ”she giggled walking back to the boys wo still hadn't said anything, causing you to break the silence "so that makes you pope "you pointed to the buff dark skinned boy who nodded ”yeah that's me Luna I had no idea you were coming he's useless” he stated walking up to you with a quick hug “that he is "you turned round to finally face the blonde who had a cheeky smirk on his face shamelessly checking you out you rolled your eyes. Facing him you looked up too him finally seeing what he looked like ,defiantly exceeding “cute", you opened you arms and he came towards you, similarly to john b engulfing you and spinning you in a quick hug “its crazy actually hearing you and seeing you in real life "he teased still hugging you. Aware of the confused gases from the rest you backed out of the hug, missing the slight disappointment on jj’s face. Rolling your eyes at his comment, you looked up into his mischievous eyes and innocently winked taking a second take on his Greek-caved body “I know good to finally see what you guys all look like definitely not what I was expecting though". Turning around to the others who’d been oddly silent "so what's now guys "you asked everyone "well we were just about to go to kiara family's restaurant and grab some free food you wanna come? "John b asked. Following your cousin who was walking down the dock you made conversation with kiara about her Restaurant and how they finally got paper straws, being an environmentalist, you enjoyed discussing this.

When you finally got to the wreck you had made and surprisingly gotten close quite quickly you had conversations with all of them except jj, who was next. After discussing what you think happened to bodies after you die with pope, what was cuter a bottlenose dolphin or a harbour seals with kiara, dolphins winning the argument, and just life with john b how he is coping with everything including his dad, you wondered what you'd talk about with jj, having brief text conversations with him on the phone you don't know him that well however being the only one you'd actually heard from and the stories about him from john b had been quite funny an intrigued you on the boys with an adrenaline addiction.

Once you sat down ,purposefully next to jj, pope and john b in front of you and kiara walking around helping her dad close up.

“So jj ”you turned facing him "I hear you are quite the adrenaline junkie, correct? "you sassed .Smirking he replied “quite the risk taker princess why’d you ask”

“Well you see now you might have a bit of competition because in Italy I am known as principessa pazza translating to crazy princess so you better be watching yourself blondie” you teased "what's got you that rep princess crazy "he joked. Laughing at his tone you pulled out your phone to a video collage you friends in Italy made of all the things you'd done from surfing to vine swinging. Passing him the phone you studied his priceless face watching yourself, internally hoping he's not judging your body in your bikinis and just watching what you were actually doing “damn Luna that's so sick where are you in this one", he asked scrolling the the clip of you surfing doing a perfect spin in the waves ”oh there, that's actually really funny story you wanna hear? "you asked to which he nodded “so basically me and a bunch of my guy friends, because no girls wanna get there hand dirty over there "you laugh intaking a breath “we had a 4 hour trek to get there and not having a car we had to walk to the mains and hitch hike and walk for about an hour and a half to actually get there with our boards to because we had no money to pay for rentals it was difficult I remember having to sit in the back of this guys car and my friend Ricco say in the front and there was only space for two in the back so i had to sit on Ryan's lap and put my feet on Angelo’s lap so we could have our boards on the floor, anyways once we finally got there and i got the feeling in my legs back we surfed for hours the beach was so busy and we found this beautiful cove which is in the video and the waves were so much better ,best waves I've ever surfed, we all slept on the sand around a makeshift fire from my lighter and so i had to sleep in my bikini them in their shorts because we didn't want to go home covered in sand and anyways after about 6 hours we found our way home, I didn't realise my mum would be back but the 3 weeks of no phone or tv and grounding was totally worth it, and that is what happened in tuscany,italy,ragazzo Biondo "you took a deep breath reliving the memory for a short period of time. "your mum was always a bit melodramatic Lu “your cousins chimed in. You were oblivious to the fact they had been listening to you relive your memories. Rolling you eyed you nodded “want to hear melodramatic she found out that when i was grounded the boys still came through my window and we all were still hanging out when she told me I couldn't and I was grounded for the end of the month and she took my door off "you rolled your eyes at one of your mums various punishment “why do you think I want to live with dad "you joked.

“Wait so you are moving back? I thought it was only the summer "pope questioned earning a glare from john

“I am staying for the summer but I was going to ask my dad eventually if I enjoy it here if he wouldn't mind it it would take my mum loads of convincing though but I think I can convince her if I kept my grades solid and got a job could probably ’be trusted” ”you and john both rolled your eyes at the comment

“So that means there is a 50/50 chance you could be staying? "john asked hopeful

“Most likely cuz I mean id say more 75 no/25 yes but whatever floats your boat ”“I hope you do it'd be so cool to have you here and plus i think your dad would love that, we talk about you a lot, he misses you "he sighed you sent him a smile

“So what do you all do round here, any adventures? "you smirked

John b rolled his eyes but continued to answer your question “its pretty chill and well the same we go out on the boat swim or fish for a bit come home and probably to a kegger on the beach get wasted fight with kooks the usually” he stated "that doesn't sound too bad could surf all day, one question though "you asked and john b hit you with ‘shoot’ "the fuck is a kook? ”you asked earning snickers from the group and an in depth conversation with the boys about the rich snobs on the other side of the island.

Checking your phone it was almost 10:00 and you figured you should probably head home. Saying your goodbyes jj offered to walk you home. Insisting you and your dad lived a block away from his anyway, which was true.

When you arrived at your front door you turned to him and thanked h for walking you home

“Honestly it's no problem I just wanted to talk to you like one on one for a bit you know, it's good to put a face to Luna and i honestly really hope you can stay longer, we could get used to having you around "he said causing your face to slightly flush at the complement “thanks jay that mean a lot rea-”you were cut off by your dad opening the door “ahh right on time Luna, jj how you doing boy "he asked causing you to look between then a few times in confusion “yeah I'm good sir just walking Luna home we had food at the wreck with the others "he answered your dad “thank you for feeding her son I do my shop tomorrow and was worried "you dad laughed “it's fine anyways I better go before john b locks up or I'll be sleeping on the porch "he said "wait I thought you were going back you yours and that's why you walked here ”jj chuckled "not going back to mine tonight me and john b are going to go out tomorrow so it's just easier if i sleep there "he answered looking up to your dad sending a playful wink to you “goodnight guys catch you tomorrow lulu "he waved off "night jj ”followed by “night son" your dad replied.

When you got in you caught up with your dad for the night and headed to bed looking forward to your full day out tomorrow on the boat with everyone

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A/N 🤷🏽got boredddd,,name and kind of themed on the two tarot cards ‘the fool’ and ‘the temperance’ putting in a summary on my masterlist for the meanings of it . Let me know if you wanna be tagged and if you liked it. Feel free to message me always wanna make some frienddddddss,,thanks for the love on my other fics if your interested here’s my masterlist

#jj x oc #jj imagine #jj outer banks #jj x reader #jj maybank #jj #obx #outerbanks #obx imagine #obx fic #obx fanfiction #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank outerbanks

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imaginefeawakening · 4 years

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I heard you are accepting imagines. I hope I got that right. If so, I'd like to request Libra reacting to F!Robin returning a long time after Grima was defeated.

I thinkkkk I did this a long time ago but hey I’ve probably improvedand a fresh take is always fun

Five years.

It had been five years since you’d departed—no, not fromthis world, he would not yet accept it. But from his arms in the final standoffwith Grima, the eldritch dragon whose singular purpose was to destroy all thatyou loved. A being that had robbed your futures in another life, powerful enoughfor even the great goddess to bend the laws of time.

Grateful was he that your bonds in this lifetime kept yourmind sane, your heart free of evil. Yet even that did not come without itscosts. Your heart pure, you decided that with your resolve that you wouldvanquish the great evil for good, not to slay it and let it be another generation’sproblem to solve later

He knew this was the right thing. He knew this, he would—godsif it were any one else he would suggest, heavy as a heart may be. But with you?Heavens forfend…but he would have done anything, anything to stop you. He hadentrusted Chrom with your life! The man he served so loyally, had let you, hisbeloved take herself for the sake of humankind. They thought that he, of allpeople would understand and that he of all people understood that some thingswere meant to be done for the greater good.

But it was he, the gentle priest who had raised his voicefor the first time in his life, in the presence of a royal…he couldn’t care. “Bringher back!” he demanded, streams of tears running down the once impassive face.Chrom couldn’t, but he was stubborn as hell that he would come back. Over andover he told Libra this and somehow, even Libra never shred that last scrap ofhope.

So many seasons passed. They each were the same. A bland yuletide,a dull spring. Morgan had taken to searching for you himself, with the aid ofsome of the other children that had returned. So he was alone again once more.Gone were your sunny laughs, your bizarre questions in the middle of the night,with even stranger answers on your lips in your sleep. He would still make twocups of tea every morning, lest you return and ask why there wasn’t any ready foryou. During trips to the market he would pick out things that would suit youreyes, patch your tomes—little things you had asked for or eyed but never broughthome.

Gestures too late—or perhaps, a welcome gift for you. Astime ticked on, his hope was but a mere flicker, soon to go out. He went onevery mission with the Shepherds, hoping that you would drop from the sky, somewhere.

So when you finally did, he thought he had finally lost hismind.

“Libra? Heavens you look terrible,” were the first words outof your mouth. Still in those shabby robes, you pat his cheeks like it wasnothing. No hello, no greeting, not even a smile, just lines of worry in yourface. The absolute cheek to be worried? When he—when a part of him died withyour departure. Shock, emotion, unspeakable feelings rushed back to him all atonce. “You look like you’ve seen a gho—argh!”

He clutched you to his chest and tackled you to the grassyplain on which you woke up on. Always a man of propriety, that clearly flew outthe window. “Five years,” he croaked. “Five years I’ve waited. And you’ve not changedone bit…By Naga, I fear I am hallucinating right now, though I would hope you tobe a little kinder in my dreams…”“It’s been that long? Felt like only a few minutes—oh don’t look at me likethat. And hey, I’m plenty nice to you.”He looked very furious indeed. “Do you,” he clasped your hands to his cheeks, “Haveany idea. Any. Of what you’ve done to me. Of how much I’ve…how can you show me happinessand take it away just like that? How could you?”

Libra, the man that once could not bear touch, that verysame Libra could not keep his hands off of you. Caresses, strokes, checking tomake sure you were real and alive, that after a blink you would not vanish oncemore.

He was clearly haggard, a man that looked more Risen thanhuman. With a gentle sigh, you pressed kisses all over his face, grateful theother Shepherds had the good sense to stand their distance until ready torejoin them. “I love you Libra. With all my heart—I know, I know I should havetold you. You can yell at me for the next decade or two if it’ll make youhappy. But you know I could never have lived with myself if I didn’t do it. Andit’s because you never forgot me that I’m back here now—it’s just…I didn’tthink I’d be gone for this long.” Truthfully, you had guessed you may be goneforever, but it was not something you’d like to acknowledge out loud. “Now let’sgo home and tell each other how much we love the other? You look like you haven’tslept in years…”“And I won’t sleep for several more,” he said grimly. “Not until I’m sure you’rehere for good.”

“Libra…I’ll just….have to tire you out?”

He stared at you blankly, until you poked your tongue out.

“You’re despicable. I’m leaving you behind,” he declared,and stood up, with you laughing as you hung on to his arm.

“No please, I love you?”He narrowed his eyes. “Why is that a question?”

And like that, the two of you playfully bickered all the wayhome, in the midst of happy tears and fresh laughs that both of you wouldremember well for the rest of your days.

#libra #fire emblem awakening #grimareturnredux #fluff #angst #Anonymous

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interstellix · 4 years

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OwO which one is your favorite game?? and favorite character?

oof this is tbh a hard question to answer :((

first one first, i really really liked birth by sleep. i love the trio and the whole story line and oh my gosh the connections it had to the other games :(( tHe freaKinG bOarDgAmES pISSED ME OFF so hard fjidjfdk but other than that i really like most of the other game features and combat styles :’) and?? i actually came to like all the melding too haha??

second, i also loved kh3 a bunch. ngl i have a bunch of issues with this game. i kinda disliked how they put all of the org13 boss fights towards the very very end of the game. the caribbean was fun, i’ll admit that but it was ridiculously huge with all islands to visits aNd tHE BATTLESHIP FIGHTS pls end me. arendelle... had me crying in frustration through the world : ) they also degraded twilight town and its map to absolute nothing and rly, we all expected 100 acre word to be all mini-game but honestly i just kinda felt it was like playing candy crush fjdfld. and. and. kairi’s character development is still non-existent and i’m still questioning if all the training with axel even paid off hhhh. also there’s donald

idgi why is he saying that like he’d do any good he healed me liked three times

oooon the other hand, as harsh and petty as i may sound lol, kh3 is still among the top games. i loved the story line and i don’t think it’s that complex as many others make it sound to be (let’s be real a whole bunch of them have only played kh1 and 2). monstropolis and toy box were really fun to play and they included my favorite worlds - kingdom of corona and san fransokyo - and tbh did pretty much nothing wrong with it. i loved the new additional features too and the soundtrack is amazing oh my :((( also?? can we just?? talk about the whole game design like

bitcH???

on top of that, they really nailed building up sooo much tension and excitement and all the connections to all the other games?? holy shit. and the fact that there’s gonna be dlc in barely three months? hell yes.

aaaall that said, i thinkkkk my favorite must be kh2. i’m not even gonna explain myself here, the game is just :’) close to top notch :’)

as for my favorite characters?? ooh boy. ngl i pretty much hated riku during kh1 with him being the pissy bitch he was. but the more i played the more i loved him like?? he loves sora sm, he only wants the best for him and i’m all here for it. for some reason i also love his relation with mickey lmao and his character development was pretty damn great. also cAn we pLEaSe talk about his character design in kh3?? i still don’t understand just how the hell the heartless gave him a new haircut but i’m legit grateful for it i mean look at him pls

sis idk he’s just the real mvp here

and. ventus. listen the only thing i can say about my reason for this is that he’s an absolute cinnamon roll and you can’t convince me otherwise.

my third is probaby aqua. come on. like 99.9% of the fandom stans her and i totally get why.

speaking of ventus, we might as well put vanitas to the list as well uwu big bad guy or not idc i just love his character at this point and after his fight with sora and ventus?? end me pls.

theeen there’s namine. i just love her. period.

AND LUXU??? LUXU?????? FREAKING LUXU I HATE HIM BUT I ALSO LOVE HIM holy shit. he just?? went from a normal org13 member to one of the most important characters and in the most epic way ever : ))

also i just have to mention that sora isn’t among my absolute favorites but i still love him with my whole heart oh my god and like, he has way more character and traits now than before and we stan this ok. other than that i also love his relation with rapunzel it’s so cute fjdjfdfk

i’m sorry i didn’t mean to write a whole essay on this but here we are lol

#anon #kingdom hearts #time to shut up i cried while writing this

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eltonjohndenver · 6 years

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Skyping Stucky

A/N: BASED ON THIS and THIS

-INFINITY WAR DIDN’T HAPPEN- MY BOYS ARE SKYPING ASKHSJDK-

Word count: 966?

Warnings: Swearing, flufffffff, slightly dirty??? i mean its bucky soo

“Is this thing on?!”

Steve struggled to adjust the camera angle on his laptop. 2 Days ago Bucky came out of cryo, fully cured. They had talked on the phone yesterday but this was the first time Steve had seen him in almost a year.

“I can see you!” Bucky cried from the other side of the computer. He looks tired Steve thought, but then again, so did he. Bucky put on a devilish grin,

“How’s it goin’ Stevie?”

Steve smiled as big as he possibly could, “Sooo much better now.” He let out a corresponding sigh of relief. “Where are you?”

Bucky shifted on the ground and tried to face the camera over his shoulder, this failed. Bucky grunted and tried to maneuver himself when a voice called out from the background,

“Sergeant Barnes! I knowwww I promised not to interrupt but plEAse let me help you.”

Shuri couldn’t stand it when her technology wasn’t being used properly. It’s as if she could sense a technologically inept person from miles away.

“Hi Shuri!” Steve waved. Shuri waved back, and mumbled something about needing to ‘seriously update Bucky’s knowledge’. It only took about 5 seconds for Shuri to explain how to flip the camera, and then she was on her way.

“Ok so this is where I am.” Bucky then dramatically flipped the camera to show his surroundings. Bucky was sitting on the grass next to a massive shimmering lake. The sun shone down on Wakanda and sparkled on the lake’s waves. A light breeze floated around the scene, bending slightly the tall grasses to reveal children playing in the water. Bucky returned the camera’s angle to his face again. Steve let a wave of relief wash over him when he saw Bucky’s smile, he looked so happy, I mean, how could he not? After 72 years he was no longer under Hydra’s control.

“How does it feel?” Steve ventured, not wanting to push too far.

Bucky considered his choice of words,

“Like i’m finally free.”

Steve’s soft smile illuminated the screen,

“I miss you.”

“I miss you too.”

“Oh my god.”

Steve gasped and covered his mouth, “Is that a goat?”

Bucky lifted the tiny animal up so Steve could have a better view.

“Yup! She was born yesterday and look how tinyyy!”

It was true, the goat was very small and very adorable.

“It’s adorable Buck.” Steve grinned, placing his phone on the counter so he could eat breakfast. A blatant ‘ugh’ of disgust sounded behind Steve,

“Aw hEll naw” Sam whined, “I have to listen to you two fucklessly banter all day everyday, you motherfuckers AINT talkin about no goat in a cutesy way. Nuh uh.”

Bucky was on the ground laughing and Steve just looked scared. Once Bucky had recovered himself he decided to humor Sam a little more.

“I can’t stop thinking about you Stevie.”

Steve stopped chewing his cereal and stared at Bucky.

“I think about the way you’re hands touch my skin, the way you look when I wake up next to you. The way you’re ass looks in that tactical suit.”

Steve was now as red as a tomato, red hot embarrassment flooded through his veins, why was he doing this in front of Sam? What the hell. Ooooh. It dawned on him, and he was going to play along. Sam stood in the kitchen shocked.

“And I keep thinking about the way your eyes pierce through mine, the way your lips fit into mine.” Steve’s were, of course, less dirty but he was trying. Sam wanted to die.

“All right all right, i’ll leave.” Sam hurried away form the pair as they laughed.

Steve looked at Bucky through the small screen. Skyping everyday had been fantastic, but Steve wanted more, he wanted to see Bucky in person.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“What do you mean you don’t like the beard?!”

Steve laughed as he brushed his hand over his chin, and looked quizzically at Bucky through the laptop screen.

“I think that statement is pretty self-explanatory!” Bucky laughed in turn with Steve, “It’s not you! You look like a totally different person!”

“I told you!” Natasha yelled from the room opposite Steve’s, earning an exasperated eye roll.

Steve sighed, “Well it’s good for being incognito.”

“Umm” Bucky laughed, “No it’s not.”

Steve looked confused.

“You are six feet tall, gorgeous, bright blue eyes, a walking god of muscles, everyone knows who you are.”

Steve looked defeated.

“Jerk.”

“Punk.”

“PICK UP THE PHONE!” Steve yelled, “UGH!”

Bucky wasn’t answering, as now Steve was getting anxious. He paced back and forth in the living room, going over every possible scenario in his head. After 364 days of Skyping, how could Bucky miss the 365th. One whole year, god damn it. This was not like Bucky, something was wrong.

He tried another 10 times, still nothing.

Fuck.

He sat down on the couch, stressfully running his fingers through his hair. Trying desperately to calm himself down.

The knock at the door made him jump up, startling him out of his thoughts. Damn it Sam! Stop locking yourself out!

Steve stomped over to the door, angrily unlocking it and yanking it open.

Holy shit.

“Miss me?”

Steve stared in disbelief.

There was Bucky,

in Steve’s hallway.

There was nothing in between them this time, no screen, no bars, no Hydra, no distance.

He was here, really here.

Steve grabbed Bucky’s shirt and dragged him inside, slamming the door as he pressed Bucky up against it. He put his hands on Bucky’s face, making sure he was real before closing the distance and pressing his lips against Bucky’s. In between kisses Bucky managed to mumble,

“It’s about damn time.”

“Yeah, it is about damn time.”

Fin

Let me know if what you thinkkkk! and if i should keep writing stuff like this lol

#stucky #stucky imagine #steve x bucky #bucky x steve #steve rogers x bucky barnes #bucky barnes #steve rogers #marvel imagine #captain america #the winter soldier #sam wilson #natasha romanoff #shuri is queen #shuri #bucky and goat

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donttellpeterparker · 7 years

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Helping Hand P3

Summary: Who knew that being saved by spiderman would start a blossoming friendship... or maybe something more?

Requested: OMG I LOVE IT MORE PLEASE IM BEGGING (if u dont have an idea maybe she sees him at school i would love to see that)

YOUR REQUEST IS MY DEMAND HUN! I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS! I kind of at the end lead it off for smut maybe.. idk I was trying something new XD LEMME KNOW WHAT YOU THINKKKK

Word Count: 3.9k (this one is a longy so enjoy)

Warning(s)?: Cursing, Some Sensual content I guess? If that’s a warning. CORNY AF! LIKE HELLA CHEESY OMG SORRY! And just to save confusion the parts where its all like

this, this is like a flashback to her and spiderman talking if that makes sense as she’s in the present kinda thing.

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Helping Hand

To say you didn't get a wink of sleep that night would be an understatement. Peter Parker... His name sounded familiar.. Almost. You rolled over underneath your covers, plugging in your ear phones hoping some soft tunes will lull you to sleep. Of course unknowing about the surprise you were about to receive tomorrow.

You woke to the smell of waffles. Hoping out of bed quickly, you raced to your bedroom, quickly having a shower. Only spending 10 minutes in there, you get changed then whip out of your bedroom. You walk down the stairs and into the kitchen, grab an apple from the fruit ball.

''Morning hun'' Your mom greeted you cheerily. You smiled through your food and she laughs. She sets a plate in front of you with two waffles and syrup.

''What's the special occasion?'' You ask. Normally waffles were only done occasionally. Your mum shrugs your shoulders and turns back to her waffles.

''Okay your being weirdly quiet'' You state through your mouthful of food.

''Eat with your mouth closed please young lady'' You smirk and raised your chin and let a bit of maple syrup run down before quickly wiping it off with the back of your hand.

''Your in a good mood this morning'' You have no idea.

''Yeah, I am actually'' You finish saying once your swallowed your food with a smile on your face. She looks down at her food and twiddles a bit of it with her fork.

''Wouldn't have anything to do with.. a boy maybe?'' She asks not so subtly. You almost choke on your glass of water but refrain. You set it down before turning to your mother wide eyed.

''Why do you think it's a boy? It could be a girl, you never know mom'' You state cheekily poking your tongue out at her. She laughs and shakes her head at your teenage antics. You quickly looked to the clock and realised you were going to be late. You quickly lean over the counter and give her a kiss on the cheek.

''See you!'' You called out over your shoulder as you head for the front door.

''You too! See you later 'Bug Boy!'" You froze. Damn. You turn around slowly to see her sitting there with a smirk.

''I can explain-'' You begin before she points towards the door.

''School. now'' She says with a smile. You smile back nervously and walk out the front door. You make your way over to your jeep, it was very old but you found the car's personality appealing, yes your car had a personality.

~At school

You rush to your locker, quickly putting in your code before grabbing your books for calculus. Slamming the door shut quickly you see Liz out of the corner of your eye.

''Hey Y/N!'' she greets with a hug. You return it happily and begin to strike up a conversation as you both made your way to calculus.

#Peter's pov

I rush over to my locker, putting in my combination before grabbing out my physic books when I felt something touched my shoulder.

''Join me as we build the new lego death star'' Ned said from behind me using his 'yoda' voice. I turn around surprised with a huge smile.

''Dude no way!'' I respond excitedly, we have been waiting for the death star to come out for ages!

''Lame'' I sigh at the comment from the cheerleaders behind us.

''That's awesome!'' I say to Ned totally stoked. This has seriously got to be the best day ever!

''Yeah so I was thinking tonight after your stark internship of course I could start building it, you know while your at the stark internship and get most of it done then pop around to yours-'' By this point I have zoned Ned out completely. In front of us was Liz and... Y/N? I scrunch my eyebrows slightly confused. Since when were they friends?

But that wasn't what confused me the most... What confused me the most was when I saw Liz I felt nothing... normally i feel like she takes my breath away but seeing Y/N... She took my whole oxygen source.

''Yeah that'd be great"

Y/N's pov#

''I swear if I have to sit through one of Mrs Larbs (Im sorry I had to) lectures again I might just kill myself'' I over exaggerate. Plonking myself down on the seat in between Liz and Jenny.

Unfortunately we were currently in gym class, the only class really were all year levels shared the same class, apart from sporting teams and the decathlon club.

''Okay let's make this lesson fun then, for Y/N's sakeeee'' Liz says dramatically throwing an arm around your shoulder. You sigh in content and lean causing you both to laugh.

''I have an idea!'' Jenny speaks up.

''Let's play-''

''You say truth and day one more fucking time Jenny I swear to god I'll throw you on a mat and make you do crunches myself'' you say half jokingly. Her face slightly grows nervous cause if there was anything she hated doing, it was crunches.

''You know getting yourself so worked up like that isn't healthy and isn't good for your brain cells'' Jenny retorts with a smirk causing Liz to 'ooohhhhh' from beside you. You just smiles and shake your head letting out a chuckle.

''So Jenny, what is this ingenius game of yours?'' You as mischievously starting to giggle.

''Kiss, Marry or fuck... Avengers edition'' Jenny says with a smirk. You shake my head, smiling.

''No''

''Oh come onnnnnn'' Liz groans from beside me.

''Okay Liz you first!'' Jenny says excitingly, gathering a small crowd around.

You begin to daze off, your eyes scanning over the entire gym. There was nothing special about it really... apart from the fact that Flash yet again was showing off. You resisted the urge to roll your eyes at him knowing he wasn't even worth it. Ever since second grade when he spilled his custard all over you on purpose you've kinda been frenemies. Darting your eyes across to the group of people on the mat doing sit ups, you notice one girl lying down lifting her book to and from her face. You laugh.

''Good going Peter!'' Wait what? You head turned to the sound of the familiar name being spoken. What are you talking about, there are like at least 20 Peter's in your school. Your eyes follow over to the coach who was next to these two guys. You couldn't see their faces seeing their backs where to you. You looked down, beginning to remember details from last night.

It was weird, the sensation, you couldn't describe it. It was so... foreign. You've never felt like this before and you weren't sure if that was a good thing. Well yeah you've had a boyfriend before but nothing serious and you rarely ever got crushes. You were one of those people to crush on celebs rather than the people who go to your local highschool. In your opinion celebs where just smarter, wiser, nicer and hotter.

A feeling you definitely didn't miss was the zoo in your stomach. It was so bad that it actually almost physically wanted to make your hurl. I mean how could anyone like that feeling? It was like every time I could feel his breath, or when his skin came into contact with mine, I felt this... fire. Oh god this is so stupid.

''Yo Y/n?'' You look up to see Liz looking at you with her eyebrows furrowed. You shake clear of your thoughts.

''Yeah?'' you ask. In the distance you heard a thud, almost sounding like someone falling. All your heads snapped around to the sound to see it was one of the guys you were looking at the back of earlier on the ground.

''Couldn't get enough of the floor Penis Parker? At least take it out to dinner first before you go down on it!'' Flash yells out causing a small erupter of laughs to echo in the gym. Parker? Wait, Penis Parker? Is that actually someones na-

Oh no. No, no, no god wouldn't do this to you.

''So Y/N, Thor, Hulk or Spiderman?'' Liz asks. You were confused. Unfortunately you were still looking at the boys back as he began to rub his head slightly. His friend however seemed to notice and pointed in your direction. You quickly advert your guys. Gosh why were your palms sweating? What the hell. And why did it feel like suddenly I woke up a restless monster inside my stomach?

''What?'' You ask.

''Thor, Hulk or Spiderman?'' Liz asks again, giving you a funny look. You shook your head, still slightly confused.

''If you could fuck, Marry and kiss them which one of them would go with which?'' She asks. You could feel your throat immediately begin to close up. Almost like you were feeling claustrophobic.

''Are you okay?'' She asks concerned. You nod your head in response, but you felt far from okay, you felt on edge. And you only ever felt on edge when you were near... him.

''Wait so you got bitten on a school trip?'' You ask from your desk chair, spinning around to face 'bug boy'.

''Yeah and the spider was only about this big'' He said showing you with his hands. You began to laugh again. He grabbed one of your cushions of your bed from where he was currently sitting and threw one at you. You ducked your head and came up with fake surprise on your face.

''How dare you want to hurt your nurse Bug boy! If I die so do you Spidey'' This sent you and Bug Boy through a fit of laughter.

''Okay so the spider bit you-''

''Yeah and it hurt to, so bad that I fainted'' You laughed again. You threw your head back and laughed. You laughed so much you could feel tears welling up in the corner of your eyes. You rest your head back on the back of your chair and stare at him.

''You weren't the one bit! I swear this one had like superpowers or something so when he bit it made me pass out from like shock or something!"

''You know for a genius you ain't sounding very genuisy'' You mock playfully. He grabs another cushion and hurls at you, this time it hitting you in the face. It came at you so fast you didn't have time to prepare. You began to laugh.

''Holy hell how did you throw that so quick'' You state in between your laughter.

''Like I said, spider - superpowers, bite - superpowers - me''

"Are you high?'' You ask half seriously not understanding a word what he was saying. He threw his head back and laughed then groaned.

''Wait, wait, wait I think I get it'' You state after thinking about it for a bit.

''Are you saying that maybe.. after being bit from this spider you developed its... abilities?'' You asked amazed. How cool would that be!

He stared at you with a blank expression, well you assumed seeing he was still wearing his suit so you couldn't really tell.

''That's exactly what I'm saying Y/N'' He says causing you to laugh.

''Stop making me feel dumb!'' You yell out dramatically before laughing again.

''Gosh your laugh is so cute'' He says out of the blue. You hide your face in your arms to cover your blush, shaking you head disagreeing with him.

''So what kind of abilities?'' You ask, immediately changing the subject. You couldn't tell for sure but he seemed kind of.. nervous, like he said something he didn't mean too maybe. You shrugged it off.

''Well the first one was hearing'' Hearing?

''I can hear from about 600 metres from me (making this up cause I actually dont know how far spiders can hear so just go with it)"

"Really?'' You ask kinda impressed. He just nods his head in response.

''Y/N" You felt a hand gently shake you from your thoughts. You glanced to your left to see Liz with a worried expression.

''What's going on with you?'' she asks. You shake your head and smile.

''Sorry I was just... spacing out, what was the question again?'' You ask.

''Out of Thor, Hulk and Spiderman, who would you marry, fuck and kiss'' Liz states seriously. You nervously gulp. Little did they know that spiderman was sitting less than 100 feet from you guys and could hear every word you guys were saying perfectly.

''Well I'd kiss... Thor'' You say. You turned your head to face the boys direction again, their backs to you again. but unfortunately you couldn't make the beating of your heart slow down, if anything it sped up. your palms were coated in sweated to the point of discomfort that you had to wipe them across your shorts. You could feel the hairs on your back beginning to stand, almost like you had just been zapped.

''And...'' Liz states wanting you to go on. You bit your lip anxiously, crossing your legs over one another. You wiper your palms again, noticing your heart beating faster and faster. By this point you were sure he could hear it.

''Yeah it's weird actually like one day I could hear a human heart beat!'' Spidey states excitedly. You smile at him and shake your head in disbelief.

''That's impossible'' You state.

''It should be'' Was all he replied. You just shake your head and softly laughed.

''Okay well... what else?'' You ask.

''What do you mean what else?'' He asks confused.

''Well you said ''The first one was hearing" so.. what was the second?'' You ask.

''Oh! strangely enough it was smell'' Smell?

''What do you mean?'' You ask and he begins to laugh.

''You mean like you can smell someones perfume from down the hall or something?'' He shrugs in response.

''Yeah basically..'' He trails off.

''Basically... what'' You say, urging him to keep going.

''I don't know its like I can... sense someones emotions? if that makes sense? Like for instance right now your happy'' He states, You laugh.

''Yeah you don't have to be a genius to figure that out'' You point out cheekily as the smile on your face grew wider. He sighs and rest his head back against the wall letting out a laugh.

''No but its more than that, it's like I can.. I don't know. It's hard to explain'' You decided to leave it at that, not wanting to push him further.

''Okay what about the third thing?'' You asked excitedly.

''Uhhh Hulk?'' You question unsure. Liz just nods at you, eagerly waiting for an answer. To be honest you weren't ready to give her one. Well, you could lie but she would know straight away, let's just say.. your a horrible liar.

''Uhhh'' you stuttered out, rubbing your legs together. You could feel a fire beginning to ignite inside your stomach and lower giving you sinful thoughts. Fuck, snap out of it Y/N! Now was not a time to be a typical teenager.

''Ummm'' Gah you sounded so pathetic. You glanced back over towards tho boys. But this time you weren't looking at their backs but instead their fronts.

You didn't want to look but you did. Your gaze lifting to meet Peter's gaze. Now you felt like you were trembling in your seat, not literally of course but it sure as hell felt like it. How could a simple looking leave you completely unhinged? This was bad, really bad. You were trying to get rid of the thoughts, the thoughts of him trailing kisses down your neck, across your torso down to your lower region, you wrapping your arms in his hair as this went on.

Liz's fingers were quick to snap you out of your gaze. She snapped her fingers in front of your face and you and Peter immediately broke gazes. You looked at Liz uneasy before quickly turning to look at Peter again, this time he was glancing around the room confused, it was weird, he tilted his head up slightly, it was only then that you began to realise. You eyes widen in horror as you could begin to hear your heartbeat in your ears. You could feel the blood pumping through your veins, your body going warm. You began to shake your head rapidly probably looking like an idiot. Oh god please don't, please... don't.

''Can I say something without it being totally weird?'' Bug boy mutters out nervously. you rested your head back on the back of your chair against your arms.

''Course'' you reply.

''Won't laugh?'' He asks. You shook you head.

''It's not just like.. smells... there's also chemosignals?'' it came out more of a question at the end like he sounded very unsure. chemosignals?

''I'm confused'' you replied.

''okay this is going to sound really weird''

''Okay, it's okay I can handle weird have you met me?'' you finish with a small laugh.

''I walked past this couple a few months back and they were walking down the streets, just side by side, not holding hands or anything-''

''Wait how did you know they were a couple?'' you ask confused. Normally seeing two people walking down the street side by side doesn't mean they're a couple.

''It was like I could smell their... love? for each other I mean. Like how they desired each other I guess'' To say you were shocked would be an understatement. This definitely took you by surprise.

''Did it happen only once or all the time?'' You ask curiously.

''It happened all the time but then I learnt to tune it out and only focus on it if I really wanted to'' You nodded your head. But there was just one lingering thought on your mind. For some reason your curiosity just needed to know.

''What do you mean by.. desire?'' you ask shyly.

''Like they wanted to be together'' he replies calmly. That wasn't what I meant Bug Boy. You shifted on your chair getting comfortable. You took a deep breath, not really sure if you should ask this question or not.

''Is there... other desire you can pick up on?'' you ask again shyly. He just shrugs his shoulders casually, obviously not getting your subtlety.

''Like... sexual desire?'' You ask, your voice slightly squeaking at the end due to your nerves. Gosh that was so awkward, why would you ask that! Damn you and curiosity for wanting to know everything.

At this he stiffened. Uh oh, you went too far, great, you ruined it Y/N, good job.

''Ummmmm''

''K-k-k-iss h-h-ulk'' Your voice came out shaky, you even managed to stutter as well. You squeezed your thighs together tighter, hoping to relieve a bit of pressure that has been building. You watched Peter nervously, hoping he has no clue as to what was going on and wasn't listening in, no matter how nosy that boy may be.

But of course fate wasn't on your side today. You watched as his eyes went from confusion to wide eyed. You were done, you were so done. If it was possible you wanted the ground to swallow you up whole right then and there. You watched as he quickly scanned the room. The guy beside him continuing on with his set of pull ups. Once his eyes finish scanning he looked over towards you.

Fuck you couldn't be more embarrassed! It''s one thing to tell a guy your into him them for them to literally smell the desire rolling off of you. You bowed your head in embarrassment, feeling your cheeks heat up.

''So, Jenny is is your turn?'' You ask out of the blue, spinning around to face Jenny.

''No, no, no'' Liz says resting a hand on your shoulder spinning you back around. You groaned.

''Say it'' She says.

''Say what?'' you say innocently. Liz just smirks evilly at you.

''Come on! Just say it! Say it and I'll stop'' she says. Yeah hell no. I turn back around to face Jenny to see that she was now also wearing a smirk. Great.

''But you already know!'' you complained.

''Oh we all know I just need to hear you say it'' She says cheekily. She was enjoying me being in torture way too much. It wasn't like I could just come out and say 'No I am not going to say it because little do you guys know, spiderman is actually sitting not 10 metres from us and he can smell things like desire and he can literally smell my arousal right now and that if he has been listening in this whole time which he probably has he knows what I'm about to say and I'm going to ruin the first amazing thing I've had in a very long time'

''I'm not saying it'' You respond, turning back to face the front of the gym, both Jenny and Liz leaning on you trying to get you to speak. You couldn't bring yourself to look at Peter, you were too afraid to see his reaction. In fact you knew what his reaction was, you just didn't want this whole situation to be actually real.

''You'll feel better if you dooo'' she says in a sing-song voice. Yeah I'm sure I would, but after I do there is no going back from it.

''I can't'' you whisper out. Now slowly bringing yours over to Peter. You looked him in the eyes and you felt your heart stop. Your breath caught in your throat and you froze. He was just staring at you, with what seem like a blank expression. Almost like he was dazed or something. His friend next to him nudged him in the rib and he snapped out of it quickly shaking his head, there conversation to each other inaudible to my ears. Fuck it, he already knows? What else do you have to lose?

You weren't sure where this new set of confidence came from but you were going to use it before it went away. Pulling your nerves together and using them to your advantage you finally speak.

''And Spiderman..'' You say trailing off, catching Peter's attention. He was listening.

''Spiderman what?" Liz teases. You take in a deep breath. Mustering up every last courage you had you looked Peter straight in the eye, making your heart stop again.

''Fuck spiderman'' You finally spat out. You immediately closed your mouth taking a nervous gulp, all the confidence in the world beginning to slip away. Jenny and Liz from beside you squealed happily and laughed into your sides. But your eyes never faltered from Peters.

You felt so vulnerable. So bare. And it terrified you.

Without realising your eyes followed his movements. His tongue came out to lick his lips. Subconsciously you licked yours too, immediately getting 100% more turned on from this simple movement. He made such a simple movement seemed incredibly... mezmerising. You watched as he licked his lips not once but twice, then slowly begin to pull his bottom lip between his teeth. You raised your eyes to meet his.

And it only took one look.

One look and you felt it.

He wanted you too.

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A/N: would you guys want a smut for part 4? I have never wrote smut and published it before but I'm willing to give it a go if you guys want?

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