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wolfstar will always be that old couple that thinks all 70's pop culture is superior to anything new. they get so judged by hari who's decked out in a blur tshirt and baggy jeans and chunky cardigans and wears tracksuits when he's not exercising and has a growing cd collection. remus, to him, is so old and uncool other than his smoking habit and cardigans, and although sirius will always be the pinnacle of cool to him, he can't believe his godfather still wears flares and solely uses records and thinks some band called 't.rex' are better than nirvana.
#(ik canon harry doesn't care about being cool/pop culture but this is non-war au where lily and james never dies and he has a normal life)#dorcas and marlene are the actually cool and trendy ones. they stay very much up to date and dress accordingly#(only thing is that they're both very much oasis fans over blur. but at least they know the bands unlike wolfstar)#marauders era#marauders#wolfstar#sirius black#remus lupin#hari potter
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Hogwarts is in Scotland, therefore the Scottish (and Irish and Welsh students), by virtue of “bonded through English oppression” most definitely say “oy, these bloody English” whenever an English classmate gets the answer to a question wrong. Minerva McGongall, proud highlands woman, tacitly pretends not to hear. This is all well and good, until one day Harry (who is technically English-raised via geography but is also a proud desi boy with absolutely zero reason to like the English) accidentally lets slip in snape’s class “oy, these bloody English” after Snape says something particularly mean to Neville. Snape loses his shit. So does the class. It becomes another iconic “no need to call me sir, professor” Harry moment
#mod des#Harry Potter headcanon#English kids may be the majority at Hogwarts but also they’re in Scotland#on the Scottish student’s home turf#and thus very much the minority in every way that matters#desi harry potter#hari potter#snape#Snape#severus snape#hari making fun of Snape my beloved#Harry Potter#also fuck jk Rowling she’s a transphobe
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headcanon that james swore that he's never going to die during a holiday. back on the 31st of october, he was celebrating diwali, a holiday that brought him close to his natal lands, to his blood family, for the first time with his wife, the woman he'd love forever, and his newborn son, hari, the boy he loved like the light of his eyes
#and then voldy ruined that#and then they died#context: in the memory / whatever it was it was mentioned that james was making bright colorful lights with his wand; diwali is also called#the festival of lights. back in 1981 diwali started on the 27th (it lasts five days and the main day is the third so he died right after)#also happy halloween folks! (i also think they celebrated halloween but just for the sake of dressing up hari in a cute little pumpkin)#(and because they used to celebrate it at hogwarts. with their found family. the rest were supposed to come over but that didn't happen)#(or it did in sirius' case but certainly it wasn't a time for celebrating)#lily evans#hari potter#james potter#james potter headcanons#desi james potter#desi james potter headcanons
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There’s two fics that i’ll be recommending, one i’m doing today, the next will be tomorrow. Im doing this one today because it’s my birthday week and i wanna recommend something happy instead of heartbreakingly sad. So you get happyish today and depressing tomorrow, enjoy.
Todays recommendation is Hari Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone: Revised by allieivymiller
This was written as a way to fix some of the problems with the original series, make it more diverse, and to make it more enjoyable for us (gen z)
There’s only the first book out right now but they’ve said that they’re going to rewrite the whole series to my knowledge, and i. cannot, wait!
I enjoyed reading this so much, i found it while it was still coming out and i waited patiently for the last chapters. It was so fun, the changes they made were very well done, it was just great.
Please check it out, i promise you won’t regret it. I’m very excited to see what they do with Sirius and Remus (*cough* Wolfstar *cough*) in book three.
Once again, if you have any fics you want me to read and review, leave them in the comments and i’ll check them out! See you tomorrow!
#harry potter#hari potter#fanfiction#ao3#fanfiction recommendation#it’s so good#harry potter revised#i don’t support j k rowling
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GUTS ! —(planned) masterlist
!!!the stories disappear onto my masterlists once they're finished!!!
bad idea, right?, james potter —there’s something intoxicating in the way that you and james just can’t keep away from each other ! (gn!reader)
the grudge, tasm!peter parker —when being spider—mans girlfriend becomes dangerous, peter makes a decision that breaks your heart ! (fem!reader)
vampire, rafe cameron —you tried to make him feel better, you really did, but love isn’t always able to heal everything ! (fem!reader)
love is embarrassing, james potter —everyone knew that james potter was in love with lily evans and everyone but you seemed to understand what that meant ! (fem!reader)
teenage dream, george karim —one part of you loved fighting ghosts and doing your jobs, the other isn’t so sure if that’s really the right thing for you ! (fem!reader)
making the bed, stiles stilinski —while the world you once knew is burning to the ground, you feel as if you’re slowly losing your mind and slipping away from reality ! (gn!reader)
logical, anthony lockwood —there are mutual feelings in both your hearts, but there are mutual fears as well ! (fem!reader)
#james potter x you#james potter x reader#maraudersera#the marauders#marauder era#jj maybank#jj mayback x reader#jj mayback imagine#outer banks#harrypotterimagine#hary potter#outer banks jj#guts olivia rodrigo#guts album#olivia rodrigo#bad idea right#ballad of a homeschooled girl#get him back#get him back by olivia rodrigo#lizzysgutsspecial#the grudge#love is embarrassing#rafe x y/n#outerbanks rafe#rafe cameron#rafe cameron x reader#tasm!peter x reader#tasm peter parker x reader#tasm andrew garfield#tasm spiderman
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Two Devils and an Angel
Dark!George Weasley x Reader x Dark!Fred Weasley
18+ dark themes, dub con, yadere themes, no incest, no Y/N, female mc
This is an AU. I am building a new world.
He is a perfect gentleman.
He is handsome, has a kind heart, and has a voice that could make angels cry.
My heart races when I am around him.
Yet I can’t help but desire the darkness.
I wish to be consumed by it.
I need to be devoured by them.
“Fred!” I scream his name as my fingers work circles around my sensitive nub.
My back arches as my legs wrap around my fingers. I squeeze them tight as I feel my juices leak out and soak on to my sheets.
I am completely and utterly soaked.
I pull my fingers out and guilt blooms in my stomach. I had said it. I had said my desire outloud. There was no taking it back now.
I can never forgive myself if he heard.
I am a monster.
I am a vile creature that must be punished.
The next morning, my boyfriend greets me with a kiss. “Good morning, my precious angel. Sleep well?” He asks. His gaze concealed a mischievous plan. “Think of me?” My eyes flash to the man behind him. Fred smirks at me. My body melts into George’s and shame creeps up my throat as my panties grow wet with need. “Always, George.” It’s only a partial lie. I had thought of George last night, but I had also thought of the man standing next to him.
“Oh my angel,” his voice sends flutters to my stomach. “Why don’t we skip class? Fred will collect our work for us.” His lips press into my neck, never once looking towards his brother. My eyes sinfully connect with Fred’s and in my haze, I mistake his annoyance for lust. “Of course dear brother,” Fred sighs. His gaze holds mine for a second too long and then he leaves.
“Fuck angel,” His fingers dance under my robe. “Tell me what you did last night,” I whisper my confession in his ear as he pushes me back to his and Fred’s room. We stumble into the dark room as he rips my robe off, the Gryffindor crest shining bright against the black backdrop. He drops to his knees in front of me and pulls my panties to the side.
I scream out as his tongue dances on my clit. “Keep talking angel. Tell me how you touched yourself.” His fingers dig into my thighs as my legs shake from the orgasm that has yet to stop. “Tell me how many times you finished.” My back presses into the cold wall as my body shakes with the power of another climax. My voice shakes as I confess.
His tongue swirls around my clit as I continue to spasm with pleasure. My juices cover his face as I try to keep talking. He continues to eat me out until I beg him to stop. He stands up and lifts me off the ground. He gives me a false sense of hope when he strips down. My mouth waters at the sight of him. “What else, my angel?” His eyes darken as he advances on me. My knees hit the back of the bed and my legs continue to tremble from the pleasurable assault. “That’s it, George.” His tongue tisks at the top of his mouth. I feel tears well up in my eyes. He presses a hand into my stomach, forcing me onto the bed. He takes a step back as I watch his cock grow and harden. He looks at me like I am the most delectable meal he has ever seen.
“I don’t think you are being honest me, angel.” He grabs his wand and whispers a binding spell. My hands are stuck to the sides of the small bed. Roughly he grabs my ankles and yanks the towards his broad shoulders. I am completely open to him. His gaze never leaves my exposed cunt. His finger slowly circles my clit. A scream rips through me. His fingers thrust into me. “Whose name did you scream last night?” I gasp and try to pull away from his fingers. He pulls my hair back and forces my gaze on him.
His fingers thrust into me again, hitting my g-spot. My back arches off the bed. “Yours!” I scream as I feel the high coming. He continues to thrust his fingers in me, pulling them out, and thrusting them back in. My body continues to shake and jerk with the intensity of the pleasure. “Who else?” My eyes roll back into my head and then… and then it’s gone. I pull my hands, the invisible rope digging into my sensitive skin. My body is burning with desire for what was so crully taken away from me. “George, please. Baby I love you. Please.” Tears are running down my face.
George is an angel. He is light. But he laughs. “George!” I scream at him. He leans down on top of me. His fingers trailing up my body. I reach up to press against him as his fingers brush my inner thighs, up my stomach, and past my sensitive buds. His length presses against my abused clit. “Angel?” My chin is held roughly between his fingers. He presses against me, holding me in place.
I want to cry. I want to scream. I want to cum. But I can do none of these things. I am trapped under George and his sadistic game. Who knew my light angel could be so dark? Oh, how I love it. In that moment I decide to be brave and accept the darkness that was all too welcoming. “Fred! I said, Fred. I love you, George, I promise. I don’t know why I did it. I just did.” The moment the words leave my lips his cock slides into me. I scream his name.
He pulls out and thrusts back in. I am being used by George and I don't care. He is a good man and an amazing lover. He will be the end of me, but I can't help but want him to be. "Good girl." He whispers into my ear as he starts to move. “My angel,” he grunts. His hips are moving faster. His thrusts are becoming harder. His grip on me is tight. I feel the high coming. His lips crush on mine as I feel my body release. I scream into his mouth.
My body is convulsing with pleasure. My heart is beating so fast I think I will pass out. He continues to pound into me. His movements are becoming sloppy. His cock is throbbing inside me. He pulls out and I feel his cum coat my stomach.
"I love you, Angel," he whispers into my ear as we lay there panting. The binds that hold my hands disappear. “You’re not mad?” I ask. I need him to say he isn't mad. I need to hear it. He pulls away from me and stares at me. "He loves you too. We both love you and want you more than anything.” His eyes glaze over. “We understand that it is a lot, so we didn’t want to push you. We wanted you to choose both of us.” My mind spins with his confession.
"But how? How could you both love me?" I ask. George chuckles and runs his fingers through my hair. "Because you are our angel.” I snuggle into him as he kisses my forehead.
"I love you, George."
When her breathing evens out the voice in the dark speaks. “I have been patient enough, brother.” Fred’s shadow stands and moves toward the large bed. The crest of Godric Gryffindor the only color on his all-black suit. He walks to the edge of the bed and sits down. He brushes her hair from her face and takes her hand. "We have done it your way and she has chosen us," he says as he runs his finger along her palm.
The darling angel shifts in the bed, pressing her body closer to George and opening herself up to Fred. George grunts in agreement. “Tomorrow I shall make her mine and then she can be ours.”
He slips his hand from hers and runs his fingers along her chest. She shivers and moans. Fred pulls back his hand and watches the darling angel. George's arm tightens around her.
Fred chuckles and stands. "Tomorrow, brother, is my day. I shall take my leave and let you get some rest." George pulls the angel closer to him. Fred walks to the door and opens it. "Fred." He looks back at George. "We shall all take our turn with her soon." George nods and Fred leaves the room.
George kisses the angel's neck and she moans. He smirks and takes her into his arms.
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#gracesmusings#harry potter fanfiction#hary potter#Dark!Harry Potter#Fred Weasley#George Weasley#Weasley twins#Dark!Weasley Twins#weasley twins x reader#Harry Potter AU#fred weasely x y/n#fred weasley x reader#fred weasley x reader smut#fred weasley smut#george weasely smut#george weasly x reader
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“Uh so- I was curious what you were planning on doing for the Hogsmeade weekend? I know it’s uh- tomorrow and all, and you probably already have plans, but if you don’t… I was wondering if you wanted to walk around, maybe?” Theo asked, rather nervously.
The joy Harry felt at Theo’s question was immediately dashed when he remembered he couldn’t go . He spent a few seconds mentally cursing his aunt and uncle before replying. “I’m so sorry, Theo, I can’t go. I don’t have a permission slip…”
Theo frowned. “Oh. That’s uh- That's okay! Do… Do you want me to stay with you? Blaise has a date and the rest of the Slytherins all have their own thing going on.”
Harry’s eyes widen at that, and he immediately starts shaking his head in denial. “Oh- No, no- I don’t want you to miss out! I’ll be fine on my own, I’ll just hang out with Hedwig and Conis. I think I can finally manage to get Conis to stop being scared of Hermione’s cat.” He gives a weak chuckle as he looked to the side, avoiding Theo’s eyes.
Theo pursed his lips. “I’m staying. It’s not like I haven’t seen Hogsmeade before.” He shrugged, “I’ve been a few times with my father. I’ll meet you after breakfast and we can go for a walk or something, okay?”
Without leaving Harry the time to reply, he strode off, leaving Harry flushed but strangely pleased.
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New chapter of TAAHD is out!! enjoy <3
#the boys are pining <3#my art#my fics#fics#nottpott#theodore nott#harry potter#poa#hary potter fanart#artists on tumblr#hp#hp fanart#hp fanfic
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Harry; "Snape, you're on my side?"
Severus; "Frightening, isn't it?"
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Tired
Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader
Fluff
Sometimes, your part time job demanded you staying over since late night. Today was one of those days and even though your shift ended after midnight, you weren't feeling a bit tired. It was the opposite, you had so much energy you thought you could go on with the next shift without a problem. You knew it wouldn't be a wise choice, though - you may have energy now, but it'll wash off soon and leave you feeling as tired as ever.
You didn't go to your apartment after you got off work, instead, you walking over to his just like you promised you would the day before. Of course, you hadn't expected you'll be needed so long, but a promise is a promise and you were determined to go there. Even if you wouldn't be able to do what you had originally planned, you could still spend the rest of your nights pleasantly together.
The walk there wasn't long, but it wasn't the shortest either. When you got there, the chilly night air had already gotten through your skin and your fingers were freezing. Stepping into the warm apartment, you shook off your jacket and saw there was light coming from the living room. Placing your feet quietly on the floor and walking up to the couch, Draco was sitting there, half watching tv, half sleeping.
He noticed your presence and turned his head in a second. His sleepy eyes brightened, "Hey darling, I've been waiting for you the whole night."
You apologetically smiled at him, "sorry."
He shook his head to let you know he wasn't angry. He patted the free space next to him, "come sit. We still have time to watch a movie before the dawn breaks in."
You nodded. After finishing your business in the bathroom, you made yourself comfortable next to him. You sat close enough, but he still moved even closer. With not even a millimetre of space between your bodies, Draco leaned his head on your shoulder, his hair tickling your cheek.
"We can go to sleep if you're tired," you turned your head to bury your nose in his hair and inhaled his scent. Placing a soft kiss on the top of his head, you started feeling a bit sleepy yourself.
As the wave of tiredness swayed through you, your eyes started to close and it was harder and harder to keep them focused on the tv screen.
"Now look who's the tired one," a mocking voice pointed out. Draco lifted his head and was now looking at your sleepy state.
"Shut up!" You playfully smacked his shoulder as you pushed him away from you a little.
Instead of scooting over to you as he previously was, he laid down and placed his head onto your thighs. "Let's just sleep," he murmured and buried his face in your belly.
You let out a laugh at this, "it tickles." Running a hand through his soft locks, you answered him, "let's finish this movie. It should be only about twenty more minutes."
Draco nodded his head and wrapped his arms around your waist. His back was still turned to the tv and he made no move to suggest wanting to turn around and finish watching it. He continued laying down on you as you played with his hair, his head next to your stomach and he occasionally turned his head upwards to glance at you.
Suddenly, you felt two fingers pinching the skin under you chin.
Shifting your gaze away from the tv to look at him, you sighed at him, "what?"
He laughed, the sound muffled by your t-shirt since he buried his head in your stomach when you looked down at him. "Nothing. I'm bored."
"Then watch."
"Don't wanna."
"Then sleep."
"Together." Draco took your hand from his hair and began playing with it, intertwining your fingers. He was waiting for you to finish watching just so that you could fall asleep together.
His eyes were fluttering close as he struggled to keep them open after around ten minutes, when the end credits began to play, and you turned the tv off, signalling for him to get up.
"C'mon, you, we'll sleep now."
He reluctantly lifted his head of your thighs and shook it. "No, I'm not gonna move. Let's sleep here."
"But the bed is much more comfortable and we have more space there," you sang out into his ear as you bent your head downward to him.
"At least we'll have to stay really close to each other while we sleep," Draco giggled funnily.
Rolling your eyes at him, you remained silent as he tugged you down. Pulling your feet up onto the couch, you settled snuggly near him and felt his arms sneak their way around your waist, gluing you to him.
Your legs tangled together, you softly pressed your lips together in a goodnight kiss.
#cloveswifey#harry x draco#draco x hermione#draco fanfiction#draco x reader#draco x y/n#draco lucius malfoy#dracopia#draconic#draco malfoy#malleus draconia#hary potter#harry potter#harry potter imagine#mattheo x y/n#mattheo#mattheo x you#mattheoxreader#theodore nott#Slytherin#romance#cute#love#teen#art#sarah cameron#jj maybank#outerbanks#rafe cameron#rafe cameron imagine
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Would love to write that time travel fic (Harry returning from the 40s and bringing Riddle back with him) but I'd probably put them in Half Blood Prince and im not going to lie.
I read that book when i was 10. I remember the movie and the bigger plot points, but not nearly enough detail to properly write within it without doing a full reread and trying to commit to rereading this series has not gone well. (Been years and im a few chapters into book one)
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"I think I want to be a gryffindor. Like my mum and dad."
Marlene grinned up at Dorcas, "sound, kid."
"Yeah, yeah", Dorcas huffed, a small smile spreading across their face.
Hari stared up at the train before turning back around, "I still think this is stupid."
Dorcas nodded, "Completely stupid."
"Undoubtedly", Marlene agreed, "I mean having to travel away from the castle just to get a train back up to scotland?"
"Pointless", Hari scowled.
The train whistled, and Hari grabbed his suitcase from Dorcas.
"Remember the rules, Hari?"
He nodded, counting them on his fingers, "Do my homework, call Professor McGonagall 'Minnie', make good friends, find a rival in an opposing house, and annoy Professor Snape as much as possible."
Marlene snorted, "Well done, kid", she passed him his new owl in her cage.
"Have fun, yeah?" Dorcas said, crouching down slightly.
Hari nodded, beaming grin on his face, and held up his right arm, allowing a small green snake to slither from under his sleeve, it's tongue hissing at Dorcas' cheek.
Dorcas brought him into a hug, then he moved to Marlene, tighly hugging her as well.
"See you for Christmas, kid."
Hari turned, owl cage balancing on top of his suitcase, and snake hidden back under his sleeve, he made his way onto the train.
Marlene grabbed her wheel handles, turning to leave the station, "I think I'm gonna miss him."
Dorcas laughed, "You're surprised you're going to miss the kid we've been looking after for ten years, are you?"
"Oh, shut up", Marlene grinned.
#having So Many dorlene raising hari thoughts#brain is exploding with them.#anyway. them seeing 11 yr old hari off for his first year at Hogwarts <33#marauders era#marauders#marlene mckinnon#dorcas meadowes#hari potter#dorlene raising hari#my writing#dorlene
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I've stumbled down the wolfstarbucks rabbit hole, I'm not mad about it
#wolfstarbucks#wolfstar#james potter#james x sirius#wolfbucks#starchaser#maurders era#mauraders#hary potter
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james inhaled deeply, his back against the wall of the broke down factory. the sky was inky, dark blue, hues of purple and red, and it smelled like smoke. somewhere in the distance, a wolf howled.
he rubbed at his face, the faintest stubble blooming on it, a dark patch against his jaw. the put a hand through his hair, messy and unkempt, and already longer than it had ever been.
he pulled his mirror out of his pocket and, looking around, hoping that no one would see him, he whispered sirius' name.
"hi, daddy," sirius said, grinning, his face full of euphoria.
"don't mess with me, sirius." he let out a low, gruff chuckle.
"i'm not kidding. hi, daddy. you're a dad now." his grin was so wide, it touched his eyes. "you have a kid, a son." james saw sirius moving, going down a flight of steps, he presumed, and when he stopped, he crouched down to lily, holding a bundle in a cloth in her arms.
her son.
her hair was thrown up in a ponytail, loose strands of auburn hair falling on her face, and her eyes glistened with joy and pride. she was beautiful, absolutely gorgeous, the mother of his son.
and in her arms, their son. a tuft of black hair and long lashes against his cheeks, he was sleeping peacefully in his mother's arms.
"she was so good." sirius said, cheerfully, rubbing her bare, freckled shoulder reassuringly. "she did so good, he came out so easily." he smiled at him, and james' heart swelled up. "he has her eyes. he's all you, james, but he has her eyes."
james rubbed at his eyes, not knowing whether he was rubbing away his tiredness or tears of happiness. he felt whole. he felt alive. "lily..." he trailed off, choking on his words. "i'm so sorry i wasn't there, i'm so sorry... how can i make it up for you?"
lily's gaze was soft. "just make sure you come home safe, love. and when you come," she said, grinning, "bring me the best raspberry cake you find. i think i deserve it."
james smiled back, tears falling down his cheeks, washing away the dirt, the blood, the sins. "i promise i will bring you the biggest, fudgiest cake you will ever eat."
"good," she answered, leaning on the armrest. "you should also thank sirius. he was with me all through it, and he hasn't left my side for one bit, unless i asked him to bring me something."
"i owe you one, mate."
"you can take me out for a beer when you come back." he winked. "your treat."
james nodded fervently. "of course. and, while we're on that, would you like to be the godfather of our son? you'd be great at that, mate. you could come over whenever you want."
"and change his dirty nappies." lily looked at him, chuckling.
sirius' smile became even wider. "it'd be an honor, prongs. and," he said, looking at lily, "if that means that i'll change dirty nappies, i'll do it. i'll do anything for him. i knew it the second i saw him."
"we have that settled, then." james smiled tiredly. "i'll be home soon, lily. i'll be back for you, for our son, i promise."
sirius and lily waved to him, and, with lily raising their son's hand, hari waved, too. as easily as that, they disappeared, and james was lonely again. the difference was, though, that he was smiling now, and everything seemed a little bit brighter.
the sun was rising and, with james looking in its direction, his tired features glowing, he would continue fighting. he would carry on, like a soldier, for his family, for the ones that were gone and the ones that were bound to come. for a family he used to have, for a family he had, for a family that he would have. for his wife.
for his son.
#HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAMES!!! 🥳🥳🥳#initially i was going to post headcanons for jis birthday but this idea was too good not to post and therefore it is now posted#if you didn't realize: 31st of july 1981. james was away on a mission when his son was born and he was upset he missed but nonetheless he#<- was happy that his family was safe and good and at last whole#anyways!! i will make another short sirius and james post soon later etc etc#sirius black#hari potter#james potter#lily evans#james&sirius#my writing
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Ironic, really.
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