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solarsturniolo · 4 months

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We're Just Friends // M.S. pt2

by 💋Natalie💋

summary: Matt is so 'sweet best friend that secretly jerks off to your pictures' coded (idea credit to @heartstreet )

tags: @oversturn @soursturniolo @flowerxbunnie @mattslolita @mattsbratt @simplysturn @megamett44-lover @sturnybabes @bernardenjoyer @jjmaybankswifes-blog @plasticferal @cupidsword @liz-stxrn @sturniolosreads @angelic-sturniolos111 @angelic-sturniolos111

warnings: SMUT!!! / masturbation / voyeurism / post nut clarity / self-deprecation

disclaimer: these stories are fictional :)

text - reader

text - matt sturniolo

Word Count: 3030

It slowly became a habit. It started small, one time a day if even that. But what started as a habit grew into an addiction. Every little thing set him off, and the only thing to satisfy the desire in him was her. He needed her in ways that he couldn’t even describe. He hungered for her.

It began with pictures, just her regular little posts on Instagram and Snapchat that had no hidden undertone to them, but every single one would have Matt beating his dick until his arm was sore. She had Pavloved him. The second he got the notification that his best friend posted, his cock stiffened and his ears got red and hot just thinking about what could be waiting for him. It didn’t matter where he was or what he was doing, he’d drop everything, all of his attention would be on her in an instant. Today was no different; he had already beat off three times in the few hours he had been awake.

As the day moved forward, and he found the inner strength to keep his dick in his pants, Matt remembered telling her that he’d look for the charger she had left when she stayed over a few nights ago. He spent a solid hour that afternoon searching the house up and down for her phone charger; his room, the living room, the kitchen, Nick’s room, hell, he even checked Chris’s room (despite Chris’s many protests followed by a shoe being launched at Matt’s shin), though he still came up empty handed.

Matt went back to his bedroom, shutting the door behind him. He took a seat in his desk chair, rolling himself close enough to his desk to click his monitor on, grabbing the controller that had been set aside on his desk to charge. He turned his gaming console on, the sound of it whirring to life filling the silence in the room. He reached into his pocket, taking his phone out to send her a quick text.

‘i may have lost it’

‘your mind?’

‘no’

‘your keys?’

‘no’

‘OMG’

‘?’

‘YOUR V CARD?????’

‘WHAT NO’

‘omg matty who is she 🤭🤭🤭🤭’

‘I DID NOT’

‘then i fear i do not know what you could be talking about, for i am not a mind reader’

‘your weird’

‘you’re*’

‘i actually hate you.’

‘stfu you love me. now what are u talking abt’

‘you’re charger’

‘your*’

‘you know what 😀’

‘LMAOOOO don’t blow a fuse, it’s a $10 charger i’ll just get another one. thank u for letting me know tho’

‘ofc’

He stared at the screen, his heart beating faster when he saw the read receipt pop up under his message. He waited, taking his bottom lip between his teeth as she began to type. A smile tugged at his lips as the typing message bubble disappeared, waiting for the message to pop up on his screen.

A minute passed. Then two. Still nothing. Matt’s smile faltered a little.

‘?’

‘oh shit i didn’t know you were still here’

‘what we’re you typing?’

‘were*’

‘😀 nevermind i don’t care’

‘noooo matty come back 😂’

‘i’ll get it right one day’

‘i have full faith in you, matthew. until then, im gonna be up your ass about it’

‘so…?’

‘so what?’

‘what were you typing?’

Matt could hardly sit still. His leg bounced anxiously, he bit his nails impatiently. She had been typing for a while, was it something bad? Shit, have i fucked up recently and just didn’t notice?

‘nothing 😇’

‘you’re a dirty liar’

‘😜’

‘cmon, i’m youre best friend tell meeeee’

‘your*’

‘GET A NEW BEST FRIEND’

‘okay okay i’m done 😂 you’re so easy to tease’

‘Ayo 🤨’

‘not like that 🙄

‘well, you probably are pretty easy to tease like that too”

Matt choked on his own saliva. Did I read that right? He read it again, the blood rushing from his cheeks to his cock. His brain short circuited. Any possible responses that he could’ve came up with dissolved into nothingness. He spent two minutes trying to type a witty comeback or some sort of smooth flirtatious reply, but when push came to shove, all he could build the courage to send was-

‘what?’

She started typing, and as the speech bubble floated in the corner of his screen, Matt palmed at the bulge in his sweats. His mind raced with thoughts, all wondering what she could have possibly been thinking about. Fuck, does she think about doing things with me? Does she want to tease me? How would she even-

The speech bubble disappeared. Matt slipped his hand under the waistband of his sweatpants and his boxers, taking his hard cock in his fist. He stroked his shaft slowly, his eyes fluttering shut while he pursed his lips to hold back a moan. He waited for her response to pop up. One minute…then two…then five. He furrowed his eyebrows, his strokes slowly coming to a stop as he eyed their text messages. Why isn’t she responding? Did I make her uncomfortable? Is she weirded out?

His heart nearly dropped out of his ass when the facetime notification illuminated his screen. Without thinking to take his hand out of his pants, Matt quickly answered the call.

It took a moment for the call to connect, but when it finally did, Matt felt almost frozen in place. His heart skipped a beat, his face grew flushed with a warm rosy heat. She smiled at him and his breath caught in his throat.

“Hey!”

Matt smiled. “Hey, what’s up.”

“What, I can’t call my best friend out of the blue just to hang out?” She laughed softly. “What are you up to?” She asked.

“Just, yknow…” he trailed off, shrugging his shoulders a bit. “Was playing fortnite for a bit-“

She tilted her head to the side a little, furrowing her eyebrows. “I didn’t see you online. I would’ve joined you if I knew,” she grinned. “Can’t believe you played without me,” she playfully rolled her eyes.

Matt swallowed. Her eyes looked so pretty rolled back into her head like that, I could watch her do that for hours. Matt slowly stroked his cock, pursing his lips tightly to keep himself quiet. ‘Can’t believe you played without me’ replayed in his head like a broken record. His mind wandered off, thinking about the beautiful girl on his screen sitting on his bed. Her clothes discarded onto the floor mindlessly, seated on his bare thighs. Matt bit the inside of his cheek, pre-cum drooling from the tip of his cock as he imagined her pretty manicured fingers circling her clit, her eyes hooded and full of lust as lewd sounds spilled from her parted lips. His dick ached at the thought of her running her fingers through her wet folds, playing with herself in front of him, on full display just for him. ‘Can’t believe you played without me,’ her voice repeated in his head again, his mouth going dry as he thought of her looking at him with a pout while saying this, her pretty doe eyes staring at him with nothing but desire hidden behind their gaze.

He kept his strokes slow and controlled. This is so fucking wrong, he thought. If she knew…he couldn’t even think of the possibilities. She’d be disgusted, she’d be so upset. Matt would never be able to show his face in a public setting again.

“How was your day?” Matt asked in a soft voice, afraid that if he spoke any louder, his own voice would betray him. He watched as the smile on her face grew and he felt his heart twinge. This is so wrong. What the fuck is wrong with me.

“Aww Matty, you do care!” She teased. Matt let out a breathy chuckle, hoping she couldn’t hear the rasp in his voice. She began to list off the many side quests she endured on her day off from work, and Matt listened to every single thing she had to say. His eyes focused on her lips as she spoke to him. Her lips are so pretty. Fuck, I wanna kiss her so bad. I wanna feel her lips on mine. She’d look so fucking pretty with my dick in her mouth. I wonder how much she’d be able to take. Would I have to fuck her throat to make it all fit? Would she drool on my cock while I fuck her pretty mouth?

“Matt?”

He tugged at his cock, letting out a soft exhale when he heard her voice. Please say my name again. Say my name again. It sounds so pretty coming from you, I’ve never liked my name more than when it’s being said by you. His mind wandered off once more. What positions does she like? Would she prefer missionary? She’d look so pretty under me while I fuck her, her tits would bounce so nicely with every thrust I make. Or would she want something more intense? Would she want me to take her from behind? Would she want to be in charge? What turns her on? Does she wear lingerie?

“Matt…?”

Matt grunted softly under his breath, the speed of his strokes increasing just barely enough to tell. He focused his attention back on the call. “H-Huh?”

“I asked what you did today,” she repeated. “Did you have a good day?”

It took a moment for her words to register in his brain, his mind foggy with lust and desire, his cock dripping with arousal. He gave his shaft a gentle squeeze, a low growl forming at the back of his throat. “It’s much better now,” he admitted, earning a giggle from her in return. He smiled. He loved being able to make her laugh. It was something that most people couldn’t do, but Matt did it so effortlessly. He took pride in it; even his brothers couldn’t make her laugh nearly as easily as Matt could. “Didn’t do much, just-“ he stopped, trying to think of something to say other than ‘i sat around beating off to your pictures all day’. He cleared his throat, a moan threatening to escape as the warmth in the pit of his tummy grew. “Just stayed in bed all day.”

She rolled her eyes again, and Matt felt his balls grow heavy with arousal, his thumb rubbing at his tip with each slow stroke he made. Matt’s lips parted; he wanted to moan so bad. He wanted her to see what she does to him. He wanted her to know just how badly he wanted her. His eyes became glossy as he lost himself in a daze, staring at her through the screen.

“Are you okay? You’re acting weird.”

Matt nodded, still not taking his hand out of his pants. This is so fucking wrong. Why am I doing this? I’m risking our entire friendship. “Hey, I uh- I gotta go,” Matt stated abruptly. He didn’t want to go. He never wanted to go a minute without her, but if he didn’t leave the call soon, he’d end up in a world of trouble for sure.

“Oh…okay, well call me ba-“

Click.

Matt dropped his phone down onto his desk and leaned back in his desk chair, his shaggy hair falling in front of his eyes, strands of his hair sticking to his forehead as a thin layer of sweat began to form at his brow. He pushed his sweats and boxers down just enough to free his cock, a moan escaping him. He tugged the bottom of his sweatshirt and t-shirt up so as to not ruin it, a ritual that had become engraved into his brain from the regular reoccurrence of it. He grunted softly, tugging at his shaft desperately, his eyes screwing shut.

I need her. I need to have her, all of her. I need to feel her and taste her. I want to be between her legs, I want to taste how sweet she is, I want to watch her fall apart from just my tongue. I want to feel her squirm and run her fingers through my hair. I want to hear her whine and beg for more. Matt fisted at his cock, his strokes much faster than before. His breathing was uneven and heavy, almost panting like an animal. He needed her, he hungered for her, he craved her. Something about it was so primal. Every time he saw her or heard her, he had a full body reaction, one that he couldn’t control even if he wanted to.

Although, he really didn’t want to.

“Fuck, baby,” he groaned. As if on cue, his phone vibrated on his desk. His eyes fluttered open, a lustful dazed look glazing over his irises. He picked up his phone, a notification from snapchat flashing on his screen. Never ceasing his strokes, Matt opened the app and clicked on the new snap from her. His jaw went slack, pumping his cock in his fist even faster than before. He stared at her photo for much longer than he should have, but how could he not? She had her head tilted a bit, a confused look on her face with the words ‘not even a goodbye? so mean, matty’ printed across the photo.

“Fuck me,” he whimpered. She looks so cute when she’s confused. Fuck, the things I would do to paint her face with my cum while she looks at me like that…I’d probably get put on the FBI watchlist. He knew he needed to reply back soon, not wanting her to assume he was ignoring her. He just couldn’t bring himself to tap out of the photo. His cock ached, the desire building up inside of him. “Fuck, p-please,” he breathed out. Matt threw his head back, his strokes getting impossibly faster with each passing moment. Pre-cum oozed from his tip, his fist slick with his arousal.

Another snapchat notification from her came through and Matt inhaled sharply, tapping out of the photo and clicking on the new one. Matt choked out a whine, the muscles in his bicep tightening as he began to reach his high. “Fuck-“ he grunted. His breath caught in his throat as his mind went blank, pleasure coursing through his veins. It was like a drug to him. He couldn’t get enough of the feeling; It didn’t take long for him to get addicted to it, and soon enough once a day turned into twice a day, which turned into three times a day, which turned into too many fucking times to count.

He groaned, a string of vowels passing his lips, his jaw hanging low as he watched his cum spurt from his tip. He breathed in short heavy pants, slowing his strokes to ride out his orgasm. Five ribbons of white hot cum painted his lower stomach. His dick throbbed from the intensity of his orgasm and his body shivered as he slowly came down from his high.

It took a handful of minutes for Matt to realign his senses. His chest rose and fell with even breaths, his dick rested in the puddle of cum on his abdomen. He looked at his hand, his mess coating his fingers and his palm. I wonder if she’d lick my hand clean. Would she suck on my fingers? Would she look up at me with her infamous puppy dog eyes while she does it?

His eyes darted back to his phone, his heart racing as he quickly remembered that he still hadn’t replied to her. He groaned softly upon seeing her pretty face on his screen, her previous snap still on full display for him. He took another moment to admire her before tapping out of the photo. Matt quickly fixed his hair with his clean hand, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his forearm. He picked his phone back up and quickly snapped a photo of himself. He typed a response before sending it to her.

Matt waited for a response, not caring about the mess that still hadn’t been attended to. The nerves in his brain lit up like a Christmas tree as she opened his snap, the endorphins filling him with dopamine as she sent back another photo. He was quick to open it, not caring if she caught on to his eagerness.

He tucked his cock back into his boxers, pulling them back up along with his sweats. He stood up, holding the bottom seam of his shirt up, quickly making his way to the bathroom to clean himself up. He peeked out into the hallway, making sure Nick and Chris weren’t anywhere near before slipping into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

Matt cringed at the sticky feeling on his hand, quickly turning on the faucet at the sink, running his hand under the water to rinse most of his mess down the drain. He dried his hand, then grabbed a handful of tissues, cleaning up the rest of his cum before discarding the used tissues into the waste bin. He let his shirt fall down to cover his torso, his eyes landing on his reflection in the mirror. His gaze darted away, disgusted with what he saw.

You’re a terrible friend. If she ever found out, you’d be lucky to not have a restraining order against you. What the fuck is wrong with you. How can you even call yourself her best friend. You don’t deserve her.

He left the bathroom in a hurry, slipping back into his room, gently kicking the door shut behind him. He sat back down at his desk, picking up his phone once again.

Without a second thought, he opened his facetime app, clicking on her contact. The phone only rang twice before she answered, her pretty face illuminating the screen after the call connected. Matt offered her a warm smile, propping his phone up on his desk. “Sorry I hung up on you before,” he mumbled softly, scratching the back of his neck as his gaze landed on her. He picked his headset up off of his desk, holding it for her to see. “Wanna run duos with me?”

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a/n: omg guys, what do we think is gonna happen?

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certainlynotasimp · 11 months

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HIIIII! Okay so this idea has been living rent free in my head. But what if Miguel was away on a mission, and Sunny saw it as an opportunity to go ahead and jam out with headphones/earbuds/AirPods. Sunny’s a pretty good singer she just.. doesn’t like bringing it to people’s attention much. And I recommend listening to Can’t Tame Her by Zara Larsson. Sunny’s having the time of her life singing and dancing. Miguel gets back, and Sunny’s still jamming out until she eventually turns around and practically screams seeing him just standing there and all embarrassed 😂 what happens after that is completely up to you.

Dance With Me

(Miguel O'Hara x Female Reader)

A/N: I'm BACK!! lol. I'm so sorry for the long wait on your request and I absolutely love this song!! Such a bop. I honestly changed some details of your request and I added some details that my lovely Latinx spiderlings mentioned.

A/N: If you guys wanna read some more of my stuff, check out my master list. I have closed the tag list, but if you guys want live updates, a meeting place for simps, and maybe get your ideas added to fics, then come join the discord!

WARNINGS: Grumpy x Sunshine, Female Reader/ Female Pronouns, Pregnancy, Fluff, Embarrassing situation, and Deepl Translated Spanish ((Y'all let me know if the translations are better with this new site some of y'all recommended.))

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“¿Segura que vas a estar bien sola, mami?” Are you sure you're going to be alright on your own, mami? Miguel mumbles as he looks at his love standing by the oven. His eyes cautiously watch her hips sway softly as she hums softly to herself and makes her French toast. Her swollen stomach makes her movements seem more imbalanced.

“I’m sure, Miggy.” The heavily pregnant woman reassures her love. The woman turned back to her worried lover as he stood by the door in his blue spider suit.

Hitting the third trimester of pregnancy has led to Miguel becoming more of a protective force than he was before. He already had to fight his stubborn little sunshine to be benched during the first two months of her pregnancy, which resulted in the compromise of her moving into this apartment to appease both of them. Now in the sixth month of bringing this new little life into the world, the man had to basically be pried away from his apartment in order for him to go on missions outside of his dimension.

For example, if there wasn’t another Spot on the loose again, Miguel would be content with staying home with his girls and gorging on the trashy romantic comedies that she kept playing on repeat. Of course, he would never voice his disdain for the films. Not when he gets to see her eyes light up in delight as her voice floods the apartment in laughter.

“You really don’t need to worry about us, mi amor.” She calmly assures him as she wraps her arms around him. Her bump made it difficult for her to embrace him, but the little flutter of feet against his abdomen made up for it. “We always know that Papi will always keep us safe.” She mutters as her bright smile cuts through Miguel’s heart.

Cupping her face, Miguel whispers softly, “¿Qué hice para merecerte?” What did I do to deserve you? He presses gently kisses on her forehead, cheeks, and lips as she giggles at the feathery light affection. Miguel knees down and pressed a firm kiss on her bump while whispering, “Pórtate bien, Estrellita. No quiero que le causes muchos problemas a tu mami mientras no estoy.” Be good, little star. I don't want you to cause your mommy too much trouble while I'm gone.

A strong kick meets Miguel’s lips unexpectedly as he chuckles at Maria’s attempt to tell her father to get on the road.

Standing up, He gives his love another kiss before heading out. As he swings away, the pregnant woman looks down at her bump and mumbles.

“Now that Papa is gone, we can have some fun.”

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“Lyla, si vuelves a mandarme a algún sitio así, te pondré en el monitor de bebés de Mayday.” Lyla, if you ever send me anywhere like that again, I will put you into Mayday's baby monitor. Miguel seethes as he limps out of the portal with the rest of the team.

The mission was a lot more difficult than the team was briefed on. They knew that The Spot was involved, but Lyla didn’t mention Doctor Octavious and a Prowler would be there as well. Miguel had handled the two while the others worked to capture The Spot, but the task wasn’t easy as the large claw marks along his sides and heavy bruising proved. Luckily, they managed to capture the enemies, but everyone receive a significant amount of damage.

Lyla laughs as she plays with some weird virtual version of a toy Gwen had yesterday. The annoying popping of the rubber bubbles causes Miguel’s already sour mood to worsen as she muses, “ No need to fuss, Miggy. You guys are still alive and ready to kick ass tomorrow.”

“I don’t think being alive is a good thing right now…” Pavitr groans as he plops onto the floor as Hobie grumbles beside him about his destroyed guitar.

Jess rolls her eyes as she plops herself in Miguel’s normal spot by the monitor and throws Miguel a knowing glance.

“Why don’t you head on home, Migue?’ Jess offers which causes him to look at her a little surprised. “You need to be home with Sunny. Believe me, I understand how uncomfortable she is right now.”

“I can’t ask you to do that.” Miguel argues, “What about your-”

“My husband can handle Little Bit while I finish this report.” Jessica shuts him down as she shoots him a familiar glare he recognizes from his own mother. God, he hopes his sweet sunny doesn’t develop a glare like that. She would have him running for his money.

Miguel silently thanks his friend as he leaves, opting to swing home instead of the portal. Deciding to pick up some takeout from her favorite restaurant on the way.

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As Miguel approaches the door to their apartment, the soft buzz of pop music filters through the thick walls of the building. His eyebrow quirks up as he softly opens the door. The young black and white mass of fur greets with silent chirps as Miguel shushes him. He closes the door quietly as he kneels down and scratches behind the cat’s ears.

“¿Qué hacían nuestras chicas mientras yo no estaba, Moony?” What were our girls doing while I was gone, Moony? He coos as he stands up and places the bags of food on the counter.

Moony runs off as the soft voice he loves fills the apartment.

“Don't need no one, she can dance on her own

Club is closin', but she ain't goin' home

Night is still young, where the hell will she go?

Nobody knows nobody knows”

The hyper-pop music boomed from the sound system as Miguel rounds the corner and his face splits into a bright grin. His red eyes soften as he watches his pregnant love freely dancing around the living room with a pint of ice cream in her hand. His worn sweater consumes her frame as she twirls and blurts out lyrics.

“Can't tame her magic energy

She's so magnetic, pulls you in every time (every time)

Every time (every time)

But she don't care, she gonna do what she wants (she wants)”

Watching her ridiculously move with a large bump almost made Miguel chuckle, but he didn’t want to disturb her yet. He waits for her to twirl one more time before stalking toward their bedroom.

She continues her private concert as she shoves a spoonful of ice cream before using it as a microphone. The utter giddy from these past few months filled her being as she sings out.

“And you can't tie her down

When the night comes around (around)

Said she gonna party all night (all night)

And you can't change her

Can't blame her, can't tame her”

A pair of warm arms wrap around her waist as her heart stops in her chest for a moment before a warm purr rumbles in his chest. She relaxes as her purring lover mumbles, “Parece que tuviste un día divertido, mi amor.” You look like you had a fun day, my love.

“I did.” I giggle as she can feel his hips sway to the music with hers, playfully dancing with her. His warm hands gently rub her stomach as their little one happily greets her father with little kicks. “She’s gonna be ready to fight crime by the time she gets out of there.” She jokes through a particularly hard kick. The mother was now sure that Maria is gonna be as strong as Miguel with the bruises she was starting to have.

“Bien. Quiero que aleje a todos esos niñatos de ella hasta que tenga treinta años.” Good. I want her to fight all of those little boys away from her until she's thirty. Miguel grumbles as he thinks about his little girl possibly dating little punks in the future.

“Papi, she’s not even here yet and you’re already so protective.” She giggles as she turns around in his arms. Her eyes light up as she’s met with her grumpy boyfriend’s bare chest and low-hanging joggers, but a pout appears as she sees the large claw marks and bruises running on his sides.

“Por supuesto que sí.” Of course, I am. Miguel smiles mischievously as the music transitions into a familiar upbeat tune that causes his love’s concern to fade to amusement. “Tengo que proteger a mis hijas y mostrarles cómo los hombres de verdad tratan a sus hijas.” I have to protect my girls and show them how real men treat their girls.

A whirlwind of laughter fills the room as Miguel starts to pull her into the Cumbia. Her moments of imbalance missteps were soothed by his strong hands as he catches her. The couple spend their evening in each other’s arms dancing and loving their growing family.

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yorshie · 4 months

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Hiii, I love your work! What do you think the turtles would think/feel/react if they notized, after years of relationship with a human (and everything is still going really well) , the lair is full of things for taking care of one, for example lotions, creams, hairbrushes, makeup, etc. Kind of like a realization😂

I don't really mind if it's with poly or separated.

Thank you so much for your amazing writings

Hello! I'm glad you're enjoying my stories so far!

I touched on this a bit in the ask How the Turtles Handle Romance, in Mikey's section, but you certainly don't have to twist my arm too much to get me to write more oblivious light bulb moments for these sweet turtles! I went with each turtle having a separate realization, though you are more than welcome to imagine it's a poly relationship and they're just having private epiphanies. (though I will admit that is a lot of hairbrushes to just leave lying around)

Bayverse TMNT x GNreader (kinda Fem? Idk everyone has hairbrushes, right?), SFW, turtles are 24-25

tag list: @jackalope-in-a-storm @tmnt-tychou @justalotoffanfiction ..... if i left you out I'm sorry burnt out kinda threw my tag list outa wack so just let me know if you wanna be tagged in general or if it was just that story in particular

Raphael

Another week gone by, and once again Raph set aside the time to clean up his room. He put all the clothes in the hamper, pulled the sheets off the bed and stretched fresh ones over the plush mattress. He straitened up all the knicknacks along his shelves and made sure his mini fridge was stocked with the sodas you both favored and the little ice creams you liked to eat at night.

He did laundry, grumbling at the monotony of the task. He folded his clothes neatly though, setting aside your smaller shorts and underthings whenever he found them. He added another large shirt to your pile, knowing that even if it started off as his you'd be eyeing it as a sleep shirt the moment you opened his drawer tomorrow night...

He eyed the pile, before clearing out one of the top drawers in his long dresser and setting them inside. When he scooped up your hair brush and lotion bottle, he added them to the drawer, but the three books that he found tucked under the edge of his bed went in a neat stack on top of the dresser next to his comics.

He paused, folding the blanket you liked to cuddle with, before dropping it to rest on top of the knitted red one at the foot of his bed. Picked up your fuzzy socks and tucked them next to his in the box by the door where you'd see them.

Finally done, Raph surveyed the space, eyeing the way your items had their proper place in his room, before a soft smile broke out across his face. He'd have to ask, but knowing you, you'd probably only giggle and say "about time, Red." but- he'd ask, and that was the most important part.

Leonardo

Leo sat his hamper on the end of his bed, slowly gathering the pre-folded items inside, tucking each in their rightful place, until he was left with the significantly smaller articles at the bottom that you had left in his space over the course of the last couple of months.

He gave a soft little smile, an idea sparking, and he went to his dresser, adding the brush and hair clips you'd left last week to the basket. He snagged the hoodie that swamped you next, something he hadn't been able to work over his shell the last couple of years but you'd savored the softened fabric as a barrier against the chill when sleeping over, and folded it carefully to hide your underthings underneath.

He nodded, satisfied, turning and straightening the little bits in his room that had gotten moved over the course of the day. He found another pair of your socks under his bed, and, after a careful sniff, he tucked them into each other and tossed them into the basket. At the bookshelf he eyed the couple of books he needed to return to you, and wondered if he could get you to lend him the current book you were reading when you were done. He wound the cords you both used to charge your phones up into neat little circles, pausing once more when his knuckle brushed the book he had just been thinking about where it sat innocently on his bedside table.

Leo tilted his head, looked over his shoulder at the basket, and after a bare moment's hesitation he moved to look down at all the little items stacked and folded neatly inside.

He'd have to talk to you, properly, but for now he returned the books to the dresser and set your hair brush and clips carefully on top of his dresser where you could easily find them. Your clothes, he cleared out what used to be his secret snack drawer, mentally thinking he'd have to ask Donnie to order a mini fridge for himself as he tucked your clothes neatly inside, silently happy that your belongings had found space so easily in his room.

Donatello

Donnie flopped on his bed, finally, burrowing into the latent warmth you'd left in his sheets and sighing dreamily. He'd clean later, maybe, but now he just wanted to crash for a few hours so he'd be functioning when you came to visit in the evening.

Though, trying to drift off, something poked him uncomfortably in the shin. With a grumble he contorted, pushing the item up with his knee and grabbing it. Fingers running along the edge, he realized it was a hair brush, and brought it up to quint at before he realized it was yours. With a shrug, he set it on his cramped bedside table, almost knocking over your lotion and the little lamp you had added to have a little more reading light last month. He caught the object at the last minute, setting it on the floor to avoid an accident before winding his long arms underneath the extra pillows you'd decorated his bed with over the months.

It was so soft, now with all the extra blankets and small comforts, smelling of you and it caused a small churr to float from his chest. Donnie knew he'd be curled up in your arms tonight, but right now, surrounded by your scent, he could almost imagine your body pressed up against his side. It was a feeling he never took for granted, tallied in a mental calendar exactly how often he got to indulge in the sensation. Tonight, for sure, and at least three times next week....

His eyes opened slowly, squinting, calculating. He... could change that, if he really wanted. Surely enough time had past in the relationship. He set his chin on top of his fist still buried underneath the pillow, eyes glancing over to fixate on the small bundle of comfy clothes you left on top of his dresser. Mentally, he calculated his timetable, moving virtual chess pieces around until the plan started to line up to his satisfaction.

Smiling, just a touch, he closed his eyes once more, pulling the pillow closer to his beak and inhaling deeply. Tonight, he'd broach the subject, and if he was lucky he'd wake up with you against him every morning.

Michelangelo

Mikey often just assumed you knew where everything you left at the Lair ended up. When you came in, usually asking after a certain hairband or a particular sketchbook, he'd just smile and give you the same answer every time, a variation of: "it's in my room, sweetness, in it's spot."

He took pride in the fact that your belongings melded with his. He loved leaving little doodles slipped in between the pages of your books before setting them next to the stacks of comics he kept on his shelves. Never failed to wind your hair bobs back onto the handle of your brush whenever he came across them in the bathroom or in the living room before tucking it into the drawer he'd set aside for your use the first time he managed to invite you over to spend the night.

And on the rare days Mikey woke up alone, with only a pillow to cuddle and whisper good morning too, he would remind himself that he really needed to talk to you about making things permanent. Making things with him permanent. He had no doubt you'd say yes, but the nerves of actually asking never failed to send butterflies tickling the inside of his plastron.

He could do this though, he could ask you this simple question. He pepped talked himself through folding laundry, moving on autopilot to toss your folded clothes in the correct drawers next to his own. He gave himself a strict talking to about staying on point while fishing out loose pillows from underneath his bed and making sure all blankets were accounted for if not perfectly folded. He even straightened up the game area, dusted off the cases you'd gotten him over time and the game console you'd gifted him for his 'mutation day'...

He paused, giddy, holding one of the custom orange controllers, laughing at himself as he set the device back on its charging station. He was being silly, he knew. Of course you'd say yes.

#my writing requests #tmnt bayverse #bayverse leonardo #bayverse raphael #bayverse donatello #bayverse michelangelo #bayverse leo x reader #bayverse raph x reader #bayverse mikey x reader #bayverse donnie x reader

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I have a funny idea in the Monster au, baby teeth. Mini! Yuu either injured themselves causing one or two teeth to fall, or through eating. Like baby teeth fell, and then goes, "look look my teeth fell out!! :D". While their mouth is bleeding a bit. Plus, I'd imagine MC would have the myth of the tooth fairy, and then goes "I'm gonna put my teeth under the pillow for the tooth fairy!! :D"

Twisted Wonderland Monster AU: A Visit from the Tooth Fairy

Warning: Slight blood mention! Won’t go too into details on it, but please let me know if I should tag it another way!

TA-DA!!!!! I finally finished the mini!Yuu tooth fairy fic~!!!

Ah, the age old tradition of the tooth fairy visiting to leave a quarter or a dollar under a child’s pillow in exchange for their fallen teeth (or in one funny post, $100 from the “drunk tooth fairy” 😂). I vaguely remember I once had a heart shaped pillow my mom gave me that had a little pouch on the front to put the tooth, and I’d have it set to the side and wake up to a $1-$5 bill in the pouch instead. Each tradition is different for each family, but still, innocent fun in the end!

Monsters in this AU are no stranger to losing baby teeth. It’s all part of growing up and getting their adult teeth or fangs! But while they do have fairies in Twisted Wonderland, it’s hard to say lore wise if they do have tooth fairies or have that story for kids too. For the purposes of this ask though (and cuteness), let’s say that they don’t have a tooth fairy and now these boys have to figure out how to keep the “magic” alive.

By the way…this turned out much longer than I intended, so now it’s a fic. 😅 Enjoy the older brother shenanigans!

Under a read more due to length!

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“Hey, Yuu! Guess what I just picked up from the Mystery Shop? Iiiiit’s…candy~!”

“Candy! Candy, candy, candy!!”

“Hold on, Yuu. Don’t go eating too many pieces this time, or you’ll spoil your appetite for lunch again!”

“Aww, come on, Deuce, let the kid have a lil’ fun,” Ace said, plopping the small bag of treats into the toddler’s waiting palms as they grinned happily, skipping away to enjoy their spoils. “Besides, they know the rule: if their tummy is full, they don’t get any of Trey’s desserts!”

Jack frowned as he said, “You did that on purpose so you could get their slice of cake or pie, didn’t you?”

“What? Psh, no! I’m just being a good big brother to the lil’ tyke,” Ace said with a scoff. “Where’d you get an idea like that? Besides, Grim swiped their tart last time, not me!”

“Hey! It’s not my fault they weren’t allowed to eat it before their nap time!” Grim protested. “And you swiped one of their cookies when they weren’t lookin’ last week, pal!”

“Why you little-!”

“Here we go again,” Epel said with a sigh.

“Disgraceful,” Sebek said. He glanced down when Yuu came back over with their stuffed rabbit Mr. Flopsy, the basilisk sitting still as the toddler climbed up to sit on his lap. “Absconding with the food of a weak and defenseless human child…have you two no shame?”

Before the two could react, Yuu looked up at Sebek and asked, “What does ab…abd…scion…ab…”

“Abscond?” Epel supplied.

Pointing at Epel, Yuu nodded and asked, “What does that word mean, Sebby?”

“It’s what happens when Ace swipes a cherry pie from Trey’s kitchen without permission and runs away,” Jack answered instead with a slight smirk.

“Hey!”

“The point is, little human, that you should never steal what doesn’t belong to you,” Sebek said with a huff.

“Oh. Okay, big brother!” Yuu said, turning back around and starting to dig into their treats. While the first years continued to talk (or rather bicker) around them, the toddler was quietly humming a tune as they played with Mr. Flopsy’s rabbit paws, occasionally reaching into the bag to pull out a new piece of candy or two. Some were soft like marshmallows or gummies, others were hard with a crunch. As they were chewing, they noticed the strange sensation in one of their front teeth. They’d felt it before when they visited the nice dentist man with the pretty assistant lady that looked like Sebek, but they forgot what he’d said about that tooth. Another quiet crunch distracted them from the thought, a new flavor bursting in their mouth that made them smile and giggle.

Reaching into the bag for another, their hand grabbed what felt like a bumpy gumball, their hand barely able to wrap around it as they pulled it out of the bag. It was white with rainbow flecks sprinkled across the surface, Yuu contemplating only for a split second how they were going to eat it before bringing it up to their mouth and—

Crack!

“Owww!” Yuu yelped, dropping the candy and wailing in pain as their hands reached up to cover their mouth.

“Yuu! What’s wrong?!” Deuce asked.

“Ah! Don’t cry, human, you’re safe!” Sebek said, trying to figure out how to console the crying child as tears began to form in their eyes.

“What happened?!” Jack asked, immediately kneeling in front of them. “Shh…it’s okay, Yuu. Are you hurt?” Somehow, Yuu managed to give him a nod, still muffling their whimpers behind their hands. “Did you bite your tongue? Are your teeth hurting?”

Epel caught sight of the candy that had fallen and picked it up. “Hol’ on…izzat a jawbreaker?!” he gasped.

“Say what?! How did that get in there!?” Ace said, swiping the bag and beginning to dig through the contents. “I’m not seeing any others…I swear I checked the bag before I bought it! Grim, did you slip that in when I wasn’t looking?!”

“I thought it was a big gumball!” Grim yelped, looking distressed now. “It looked just like one—I didn’t know it was a jawbreaker thing!” Now near tears, he whimpered, “Now I’ve gone and hurt the human…Professor Crewel’s gonna kill me!”

“Fergit Professor Crewel—the researchers ‘re gonna tan our hides if we don’t git Yuu t’ the nurse’s office!” Epel said, his accent slipping in thicker than normal in his panic.

“Let’s go!!”

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“Don’t worry, they’re fine.”

It had been a confusing and panic-inducing five-minute sprint to the nurse’s office from the dorms, students getting bowled over or jumping out of the way of the charging first years. Even Riddle could barely yell at them to not run in the halls before Ace and Deuce shouted “Yuu’s hurt! Nurse’s office!!” in unison. Their panic was only increased tenfold when the nurse wasn’t in the infirmary, instead rushing over to the closest researcher and begging for help after explaining the situation.

So, to hear them say that the human was okay, the first years were relieved yet bewildered as they all but collapsed to the floor in exhaustion.

“What even happened? I thought we broke Yuu’s jaw on accident with that jawbreaker!” Grim asked.

The researcher gave a gentle smile as she turned off the little flashlight and said, “Well, while it was unwise to give something that hard or large to a toddler to begin with, I understand it was an accident and that you meant no harm. Besides…you may have helped loosen one of their baby teeth.”

“B…baby teeth?” Deuce repeated.

“Yes, though they’re also known as primary teeth or milk teeth. From the records we’ve gathered, Yuu has already lost at least one small tooth before they arrived and has already gotten one of their adult teeth in.” Turning to the toddler, whose hands were now in their lap, the researcher said, “Sweetie, would you open your mouth and show us your pretty teeth, please?”

Looking at the first years for a moment, Yuu cooperated and opened their mouth wide.

“See this front tooth here, next to the canine?” the researcher said, using a gloved hand to reach out and gently nudge one. What should have been solid now gave way, the tooth wiggling with each nudge. “During Dr. Zigvolt’s dental exam, it was noted that the adult tooth buried in the gums beneath this tooth was beginning to push down. It likely was already starting to become loose, the candy simply sped up the process…if a little painfully, but it happens.”

“So…Yuu’s just going to lose a tooth naturally and get a new one?” Ace asked.

“That’s right. Children in monster species start losing teeth in the same order that they came in, so by our calculations, since this is the second tooth to fall out, Yuu’s front teeth came in first. It’s not so different from some of the more common monster species in Twisted Wonderland. We just need to keep an eye on it, and make sure the process goes smoothly within the next few days or so.”

“Phew…that’s a relief,” Grim said. “Ya hear that, Yuu? You’re gonna grow up big and strong like us when you get all your big human teeth!”

Yuu’s expression grew bright and cheerful as they said, “Yay! I want pretty teeth like JackJack and Sebby!”

“If you get those kind of chompers, don’t start teething on us!”

/Several Days Later/

Word spread quickly what transpired, and while most of the students had relaxed knowing that nothing was wrong, it was hard to ignore the exciting news. Sure, it was always exciting knowing that a monster child was one step closer to getting their full adult teeth, but knowing that Yuu—the only known human child in existence—was getting their own adult teeth? It was a “#riteofpassage #baby’sgrowingup #don’tknowhowtodeal” as Cater had posted on his Magicam channel.

So when the tooth finally fell out after Yuu accidentally got hit in the face by a swinging door (and lots of reassurances and boo-boo kisses were given)…

“It came out! It came out!”

“It sure did, Yuu,” Trey said, patting the small human on the head as they triumphantly held up the tooth. “That’s a pretty big one you got there!” He gave them a look and asked, “Have you been flossing your teeth like I showed you?”

“Mm…yes!” Yuu said, giving a decisive nod and grinning widely.

“Well that’s good, otherwise I’d have to cut back on the goodies I give you!” Nudging them towards the others, he said, “Why don’t you go show everyone else?”

With an excited squeak, Yuu ran over and all but launched themselves into Cater’s lap as the hippogryph laughed. “Look, look! I lost my tooth!”

“Hooray! Baby’s second tooth is gone~!” Cater said with a cheer, giving Yuu a boop on the nose before snapping a pic. “Aww…soon you’ll be too big to sit in our laps. #wheredidthetimego?”

“What are you gonna do with the tooth, Yuu?” Deuce asked.

That was when Yuu’s expression grew even more excited than before, revealing the gap in their teeth as they loudly proclaimed, “I’mma leave it for the tooth fairy!”

“Tooth…fairy?” Riddle asked in confusion.

“Tooth fairy!” Yuu repeated, oblivious to the baffled and confused looks around them as they looked at their baby tooth. “When you lose a tooth, you’re s’posed to put it under your pillow for the tooth fairy, and when you wake up—she leaves you a quarter!”

Exchanging a look, Ace asked, “And this…tooth fairy…just comes in at night and steals human teeth…for money?”

“She doesn’t steal! She trades for them,” Yuu told him. “I’mma leave mine under my pillow, and when the tooth fairy comes, you’ll see!”

“Uh…is there even such a thing as a tooth fairy?” Deuce uttered, looking thoroughly confused. He didn’t remember his mother telling him anything about a tooth fairy before…

“She’s real! She’s really real!” Yuu insisted. “She’ll come tonight!”

“Okay, okay, we believe you,” Trey said. “In the meantime, though, it’s time for breakfast. Do you want waffles or pancakes?”

“Pancakes!!” Yuu cheered.

“Alright then, let’s go. You can help me mix the batter."

“Yaaaay!!”

As the two disappeared into the kitchen, Ace couldn’t help but look at the others and ask, “So…who’s going to tell them there’s no such thing as a tooth fairy?”

“Well, maybe not here in Twisted Wonderland, anyway,” Cater said with a shrug. “But who knows? Maybe she does exist wherever the humans are now. Besides, what’s wrong with letting little kids believe in something innocent like this tooth fairy or those tooth stealing clowns?”

“Please don’t remind me of those,” Deuce uttered with a shudder.

/The Next Morning/

The gentle sunlight was streaming in through the window, landing on the slumbering toddler tucked in tight. Slowly blinking in the bright light, Yuu mumbled as they rubbed at their eyes…before sitting up with a gasp. “Tooth fairy!!” they said, giggling happily as they lifted the pillow up-

Only to find the tooth still there.

“Huh…?” they uttered in confusion, shaking the pillow to see if the coin was inside to no avail.

“Good morning, pup,” came Crewel’s voice as he entered the room. “I thought I heard you up earlier than usual. It’s time to get dressed…what are you doing?”

Yuu turned to look at him with confused eyes as they pointed at the small tooth, saying, “The tooth fairy didn’t come for my tooth!”

“Ah, I see.” He’d heard about this ‘tooth fairy’ from one of his students when they dropped the toddler off with the staff, but he didn’t quite understand the logic behind it. “You didn’t stay awake all night trying to catch this ‘tooth fairy’ now, did you?”

With that, Yuu’s head sheepishly ducked close to their shoulders. “Yes…but I had to get proof for my big brothers!” they said, reaching over to pull the Ghost Camera into their lap. “I’ll prove she’s real!”

“I’m sure you will, pup,” he told them reassuringly, giving them a pat on the head before lifting them into his arms. “Now come along. It’s time to get ready for school.”

Despite this turn of events, Yuu still held hope that the tooth fairy would come. They chattered with each of their adoptive big brothers, telling anyone who would listen about the pretty tooth fairy who traded teeth for money (a concept that Azul couldn’t quite see the merit of). Even the researchers were not immune to the child’s enthusiastic ramblings during one of their tests. By the end of the day, when they settled down for bed, they swore that tonight would be the night that she would arrive!

Yet once again, the tooth was still there when they awoke.

“She’ll come,” they said, though there was a slight hint of doubt in their voice. “She has to come…”

And still the next day, they were greeted by the same sight, the tooth seeming to mock them as they sat there staring at it. Why was it still here? Why hadn’t she come? They didn’t care about the money anymore…they just wanted to know that she was real.

It came as quite the shock when Yuu was brought to school that day, the students and staff alike worried at the unusually quiet behavior from the toddler. They hardly even played “potion-master” as enthusiastically as they usually did. So, when it came time for lunch, Yuu sat there looking glum, pushing their food around on their plate with their fork while their big brothers watched in concern.

“Hey, cheer up, chickadee!” Cater said with a smile. “The cafeteria made your favorite today. You don’t want it to get cold, do ya?”

Yuu gave a slight shrug, but otherwise didn’t seem to react much as they continued staring at their uneaten food.

“Do you want me to do the magic carpet thing again?” Kalim asked, picking up a spoon and scooping up one of the sides. “Ready? Nyeeeooom~! Brrrrr, here it comes~!”

The spoon came close to their mouth, yet Yuu didn’t accept the bite. Instead, they heaved a heavy sigh.

“Aww…that usually works,” Kalim uttered, large ears lowering sadly. “Are you not hungry? Did you have too much to eat at breakfast?”

“No. They didn’t even take the cookie I swiped from the kitchen for them this morning,” Ace said. “They always take the cookie even when they’re full.”

“Come now, little one. What’s wrong?” Lilia asked, leaning in close to try and see their face. “We can’t help if you don’t tell us.”

For a moment, Yuu glanced up at him before lowering their gaze again. Then, in a quiet voice, they uttered, “She didn’t come…”

“Who didn’t come?”

“…the tooth fairy…” Eyes growing shiny with unshed tears, Yuu mumbled, “She was supposed to come…she always comes when you lose a tooth, but…but she didn’t.” Tears began to fall now as they sniffled, their voice cracking as they said, “She’s…she’s not real…”

In that moment, the toddler began to cry, Lilia immediately scooping them into his arms and wrapping his wings around them for comfort. Yet even this didn’t seem to help as it normally did, Yuu’s heartbreaking wails causing other students to turn in concern. No one knew what to do. But before anyone could ask what they could do to soothe the child—

“Well of course she’s real, Yuu!”

“Ace? What are you doing?” Deuce hissed at him under his breath. “Now’s not the time!”

Pretending that he didn’t hear him, Ace slid over to look Yuu in the eye and said, “You said yourself that she’s real, right? So, it must be true!”

“B…but…she never came,” Yuu whimpered. “She…she doesn’t exist…”

“Well…when the sun and moon are covered by the clouds and you can’t see them, does that mean they don’t exist?” Ace asked, raising an eyebrow at them.

Sniffling, Yuu shook their head and said, “No…”

“Then why wouldn’t the tooth fairy exist too?” he continued, holding his arms out as though to indicate the whole school. “Just look at us! Did you ever think that we could exist?”

“…no?”

“And yet: here we are. We also never believed we’d ever see a human like you, and yet, here you are. To us, you are like the tooth fairy: you exist, which means so does she.” They still didn’t look too convinced, and so he asked, “Do you remember that package you were really excited to get two weeks ago? The one that Idia ordered for you online?”

“Yeah…it got lost,” Yuu replied.

“Yup. And yet it arrived a few days later than it should have, and you still got your present in the end. So, you know what? Maybe that’s what happened with the tooth fairy!”

“Huh?”

“Think about it: you’re not where you were last time when you lost your first baby tooth, right?” At Yuu’s nod, he smiled and said, “So that means she knows you lost a tooth: she just hasn’t figured out how to get to you yet. And if she’s as amazing and great as you say she is, then I’m sure she’ll be here any day now. And you know what? I’ll bet she’ll have a big stash of coins or goodies waiting for you as an apology for making you wait so long. And when she does…I want you to show me your treasure. That will prove to me that she’s real. What do you say? Will you give her more time to pull through for you?”

By now, the tears had stopped, a small, hesitant smile on their face as Yuu nodded. “Okay,” they said. “I’ll wait.”

“Great. Now…are you going to eat your lunch, or are you going to let Grim eat it all before you?” he asked, pointing at the chimera sneaking the roll off their plate.

“Nooo!” Yuu called out with a giggle, their hands reaching out to try and snatch the roll back. “Grim, that’s mine!"

“Hey, you weren’t eating it!” Grim replied, though he had a smile on his muzzle.

While the two play-fought over the food, Cater leaned in and said, “Nice one, Ace. But…what are we going to do if she doesn’t show up?”

“Don’t worry, we’ll make sure she does,” Ace said with a sly smile.

/Later that night at Heartslabyul/

“Here you are, Yuu,” Trey said as he tucked the toddler in, fluffing their pillow before sitting next to the small bed. “Nice and comfy?”

“Uh-huh,” Yuu said with a nod, though they looked nervous. “Thank you for letting me spend the night.”

“You’re welcome, Yuu,” Riddle said with a small smile. “I was surprised that Professor Crewel agreed to let you stay in our dorm for tonight.” He held up a smaller star shaped pillow, the stitching on the fabric spelling Yuu’s name and having what looked like a small pouch on the front. “Here. Vil wanted me to give you this for your tooth.”

“Why?”

“He thought that it would be easier to present the tooth to the tooth fairy if it were in a pillow of its own. He even placed a good luck charm on it as well, just for you,” came the response as Riddle placed it close to their head. “I’ve taken the liberty of placing the tooth safely inside the little pouch here, so it should stay safe and secure until her arrival.”

“Hold up! Can’t forget Mr. Flopsy,” Ace said as he held up the stuffed yellow rabbit, tucking the toy in next to Yuu as he patted the sheets. “There we go.”

“Thank you!” Yuu said, hugging their plush friend close as Grim curled up next to them. Their smile faltered a little, and they looked nervous once more. Then, in a quiet voice, they asked, “Do…do you really think she’ll come tonight, Ace?”

“I think she will,” came the cheeky response as Ace gave them a warm smile. “After all, she is magic, and you do believe in magic, right?” When they nodded, he said, “Good. Then so long as you keep believing in her, she’ll come through for you. Okay?”

“Okay. Good night!” Yuu said, nestling in tighter under the covers with a renewed smile on their face.

“Good night, Yuu!”

When the lights shut off and Trey had settled down in his own bed, Yuu lay there staring up at the ceiling. Then, in a quiet whisper, they said, “Please be real…”

As they finally drifted off to sleep, they were unaware of the faint glow of silver-blue light beneath the doorframe…

/The Next Morning/

“Yuu! Yuu, wake up! She came! She came!”

The toddler was woken from their sleep by Grim’s excited calls, blinking blearily at the chimera before their eyes landed on the star-shaped pillow. A sharp gasp escaped at the sight before them before they called out, “Trey!! She came, she came, she came!!” The two scrambled up onto Trey’s bed and began jumping up and down, chanting, “She came! She came! She came!!!”

Grunting, Trey sat up in bed and patted around the side table for his glasses before putting them on. “Huh? Wha-? What’s going…on?” His eyes grew wide as he stared, uttering a quiet, “What…the…?”

The star shaped pillow was sitting atop a large pile stacked neatly next to their bed, filled with a myriad of plushies and sweets and treats. There were even several satchels of coins and madol scattered about the piles, including several large softball-sized crystals of various hues and colors.

“Whoa,” he uttered in disbelief. “Where did all this come from?”

“The tooth fairy! She came, just like Ace said she would!” Yuu said excitedly, hopping from his bed to theirs as they reached over to dig into their new treasure stash. They pulled out what looked like a large black and purple dragon plushie, hugging it tightly to their chest before happily saying, “She’s real! She’s really real!”

“Nyahaha~! Lookit all this loot!” Grim cheered, cackling as he started digging into the pile too. “This tooth fairy lady is awesome!”

At that, Trey couldn’t help but smile and laugh. “So she did. Why don’t you go get Ace and show him your new treasures?”

Yuu’s smile was so bright even with the gap, and they hopped off and bolted out of his room, shouting, “Ace! Deuce! Cay-Cay! Riddle! She came! She came! The tooth fairy came! Come look!”

Shaking his head, Trey uttered, “I can’t believe he managed to pull it off. Was this all from the other dorms?”

“Yeah! The Ramshackle ghosts were happy to help out. Who knew that being a ghost would be perfect for sneaking in like this?” Grim commented, tiny wings fluttering as he happily swayed with the cash in front of him. “I wonder if I can convince Yuu to buy me some tuna cans with this loot…hm?” He noticed something and reached out to pull down the star pillow. “What’s this?”

“Hm…?” There was a small piece of paper sticking out of the pouch, and when Trey pulled it out…a small silver disk fell out onto the bed. It looked like a coin, but not one that he’d ever seen before. Unfolding the small note, he blinked as the glowing letters faded, arranging themselves into a message as he read, “Thank you for your patience, little one. I am sorry I could not arrive as soon as I could. Please accept my gifts as an apology for making you wait so long.”

Both chimera and satyr exchanged a look before Yuu came bursting in again, closely followed by the others as the toddler began showing them all their new treasures. Ace—though he was smiling—had an odd look in his eyes, and Trey could see a small piece of paper hidden in his fist. When asked about it later when Yuu wasn’t around, he showed the paper that he said he’d found hiding under his pillow…along with a stack of similar looking silver coins like Yuu had gotten.

“To the ones who helped the little one believe: thank you.”

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland monster au #twst monster au #heartslabyul #divus crewel #ace trappola #deuce spade #trey clover #cater diamond #riddle rosehearts #twst mini!yuu #twisted wonderland mini!yuu #twst grim #twisted wonderland grim

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insertsomthinawesome · 3 months

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I'M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!! Okay so honestly I have been very very inconsistent over the years with just disappearing for periods of time due to various things 😂 So it probably seemed pretty normal to most people.

But it felt different on my side, so I'm excited to be back in business. I took a month long hiatus! 31 days of not drawing digital art. Its not something I talk about on here? But I've been suffering from some serious long term Art Burnout for.... a really really long time. Long enough that I should've taken a break probably years ago. It finally got so bad that I could barely draw. I was scared to do it (cause it always looked "bad" in my eyes [i'll come back to that]) and doing it was exhausting and disheartening.

I talked it over with somebody and realized that the fear and anger and frustration I felt towards my own artwork was uh. Not Normal or Healthy. And I finally committed to taking a real break for once.

I still drew a little bit by hand? Traditional art has always felt like it has lower stakes for me (i don't often share it online, and sometimes I don't even share it with friends) so I did some of that when I felt like it. But Digital art was completely off the table.

I had put such an immense pressure on myself to make my digital art perfect, to make as much of it as quickly as possible to satisfy something. It wasn't fun anymore. I'm proud of what i've made over the years! But for a long time now the stuff I've been making was made while hating every second of making it. With some rare exceptions.

I hated my art! It was a combination of Perfectionism, taking in too many external expectations, and the burnout. If you hate doing something its kinda hard to love it even when you want too lol. It wasn't "Bad" in the sense that the quality was low and it was ugly! It was "Bad" in the sense that it was unhealthy for me to keep doing it at that point in time.

I'm glad to report though, that with my hiatus officially over as of Wednesday last week: I am once again. In Love. With doing art, and being an artist :)

I put off taking a break for years cause I was scared that taking a break would mean that I would never achieve all the things I wanted to do with art. I was scared it was a stupid and lazy thing to do that would mean I'd never achieve my dreams. And Also even though I kinda hated drawing, I also loved making art. Its a weird duality that I can't even really explain??? I hated it but I also loved it. I wanted it but I also wanted to run from it. It wasn't until I was more mature and had more clarity and insight (and unfortunately also until the problems got worse) that I was finally able to let go of those fears and just do it.

And I'm really really glad I did. It was everything I needed. And I hope to strike a better balance in the future with art. Taking more breaks when I need them, or just when other things have my attention like reading or Video games (Some star rail got played during this time xD)

From the outside things probably aren't going to be that different?? At this point I don't really have any sure plans to post anything I've been drawing since my Hiatus ended. I might or I might not xD I'm still a hobbyist artist taking things at her own pace, but I hope that it shows how much happier I am :)

Whumptober 2023 is being officially put to rest by this post btw! I was in major burnout when that event started, and I'm ready to just, move on from all the past expectations I'd shoved on my shoulders. If I feel like filling any of the prompts or going back to any of the ideas I'd come up for it I will! But I'm not going to worry about doing it unless the desire sets in. Thanks to everybody who's been so kind to me throughout my time on here as an artist! Ya'lls tags and screaming and kind words, the fanfic, the asks and the responses? Its been fantastic :) You guys have made me laugh, smile, and cry tears of joy. I hope from here that things only get better and sweeter! And if I have bad days again, that's okay too.

Here's to 2024 and whatever it may bring ya'll :D 🎉🎉✨✨🧡💜

#isa screams #long post #gif #flashing #i think? Lemme know if I'm incorrect on that one alksdjfLKSJDJDSG #I don't normally talk this much so its kinda strange?#its kinda nice to be more honest about this stuff though #I'm a bit more of a private person so its hard to find the balance between wanting to discuss things openly and honestly #but with the fact that I don't owe the entire world an explanation for everything I do #its a tricky thing #but today I felt like doing this and I think that's okay #if i regret it I just won't do it again alsdjLSDJLFJSGSDG #thanks if you read this! I appreciate it!#I'm a pretty smalltime artist relatively. So sometimes it feels as though it doesn't mater what i say or express.#But hm. I doubt its really that simple or bleak #And if I don't respect myself then well. Who will right?#And I want to learn how to be happy with how little or how much I get #part of the reason I've done so poorly mentally as an artist is chasing numbers and outside praise instead of asking the harder questions #am i happy with what i do? what I make? Who I am #I'm going to probably be working on those questions and problems for the rest of my life.#But thats okay. Thats not a bad thing :)

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rhey-007 · 5 months

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The Mystery of Love

Fernando Alonso family fluff

|| P5 of Fernando Alonso x goth mommy!reader

• | socialmedia au

READ THE AUTHOR'S NOTE

Summary: A young couple falling in love on their parents', friends' and media's eyes.

A/N: This part is mostly focusing on Klaus and Bluebell, with exceptional snippets of Fernando and reader. If you haven't read previous parts go see them first cause you'll have no idea what's going on, nor who those people are :))

I promise this is the last (as for right now) part where I focus mostly on the kids (this time on Klaus) I just want to give them some more attention too. Next part will be full of Nando x reader 🙏💞 Also- I just realized I did a bad research 🧍‍♀️ Bluebell is not Christian's biological daughter, just Geri's and her surname is Halliwell, my bad 😓🤚 But I'll leave her as a Horner, don't want to change everything and it plays into the narration :))

If anyone would like to be added to the taglist or has any suggestion for future parts let me know!

Enjoy! 💞

Masterlist

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INSTAGRAM

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tagged: herbestie1, herbestie2, herbestie3, herbestie4, kl.au_s, herbestieboy

•bluebell_horner: 🍕🍜🎮🎲

•christianhorner: you know I love you but never again... Too many teens...

→ •bluebell_horner: You weren't even there!

→ •christianhorner: but I came back to hell of a mess 🧍‍♀️

→ •bluebell_horner: but we cleaned it anyway! >:(

→ •user1: •user imagine Christian coming back home to 7 teens and "hell of a mess" xD

→ •user2: I'm sure he almost fainted 😂

→ •user3: and Geri just laughed at him 😂

•user4: is that Klaus???

→ •user5: Yup! She even tagged him!

→ •user4: 😲 so they MAY be together!

→ •user6: seem more like friends now tbh 🤷‍♀️

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tagged: kl.au_s, herbestie1, herbestie2, herbestieboy

•bluebell_horner: 🌱🌅🪵

•user7: Klaus is everywhere on this account!

→ •user8: there has to be something going on between them 🧍‍♀️

→ •user9: I bet Nando just randomly decided to meet them together one time on the paddock

→ •bluebell_horner: 1+

→ •user9: 😲

•herbestie2: best trip ever! Thx guys! 💞

→ •bluebell_horner: Ofc! 💞 Thank you too 😊

•kl.au_s: thanks for inviting me :))

→ •bluebell_horner: how could I not invite you! 💖

•user10: I'm surprised Christian let Bluebell go there lol

→ •user11: why wouldn't he?

→ •user10: well he's quite overprotective

→ •user11: oooh 😮

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tagged: kl.au_s, fernandoali_oficial, bluebell_horner

•y/n._.l/n: trip time ⛰️🌅🏕

•user12: not Klaus inviting Bluebell 😭🤚💞

→ •user13: it only confirms the rumors!

•fernandoalo_oficial: thanks for the amazing time! 😍❤

•bluebell_horner: thank you for inviting me! I had a great time! 🤗🥰

→ •y/n._.l/n: no problem honey! 💞 you're always welcome!

→ •user14: mother is mothering 😎🤙

•user15: NEW NANDO CONTENT YEEEE >:3

→ •user16: we still need more, •y/n._.l/n please?

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•susie_wolff: beautiful photos and even more beautiful family! 💖

•sebastianvettel: can't wait to finally meet you! ❤ you make Nando so happy! 🤗

→ •y/n._.l/n: soon honey, soon! 💞

•mark_webber: can't believe Fernando got so lucky, wish the fam all the best! 🥰😍

→ •fernandoalo_oficial: what do you mean you can't believe it??? 😠

→ •mark_webber: you know I love you hihi 🤭

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tagged y/n._.l/n, fernandoalo_oficial, gerihalliwellhorner, kl.au_s, bluebell_horner, others

•christianhorner: grill time 😋🥩🍻

•y/n._.l/n: so greatful for the invite 💞 both us and kids had a great time!

→ •christianhorner: I'm glad to hear that :) you and kids are always welcome!

→ •fernandoalo_oficial: what about me??? :(

→ •christianhorner: you too Fernando, you too

•fernandoalo_oficial: next time at my place! 💪❤

→ •christianhorner: alright! 😎

→ •user17: fathers' grill wars??? I'd love to see that xD

→ •user18: ✨grill the grid but with actual grill✨

→ •user19: I would watch that

→ •user18: we all would!

→ •y/n._.l/n: •fernandoalo_oficial NO ❌

→ •kl.au_s: •fernandoalo_oficial HELL NAHH ❌

→ •fernandoalo_oficial: why not? 😭

→ •kl.au_s: LAST TIME YOU ALMOST BURNED THE KITCHEN, NEVER AGAIN

→ •y/n._.l/n: you'll burn the whole garden and house, no thank you ❤🙏

→ •fernandoalo_oficial: :(((

→ •user20: not Fernando almost burning the kitchen 😂

→ •user21: of course he almost burned something 🤦‍♀️

→ •user22: what counts is willingness 😅🤣

•maxverstappen1: great time spend in even better company! 😎💞 Penelope already can't wait for another play date!

→ •user23: we were robbed again!

→ •user24: when will we finally see the kids playing together istyendbdmdnw ❗❗❗

→ •y/n._.l/n: soon, soon <3

→ •user24: OOOO 😲💞

•user25: Alonso's, Verstappen's and Perez'es at one place? What a combo!

→ •user27: Fernando to redbull possibly???

→ •user28: that's a fever dream 🫠🥰

INSTAGRAM

TWITTER

•user29: the magic of Fernando "the matchmaker" Rizzlonso 😊✨

→ •user30: not only did he got himself a beautiful lady but also found one for his stepson!

→ •user31: the true matchmaker of the paddock 😎

•user32: they look so cute together 🥹

•user33: I'm sure Fernando was the one who met them

→ •user34: didn't Bluebell actually confirm it under one of her recent posts?

→ •user33: Oh right she did!

→ •user35: •user33 and I'm sure Christian's not happy about his babygirl meeting a boy xD

→ •user36: he's not just a boy 🙄 he's a literal god and a supermodel!

→ •user35: ...Don't think so, looks like a potato Blubell is too beautiful for him

→ •user36: you're a potato >:(

→ •user37: fangirls fangirling as always 😇✨

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Tag list: @morgan-getty @lichterfee @ashy-kit

#f1 #f1 fanfiction #fanfiction #female reader #formula 1 #formula one #fernando alonso #fluff #formula one fanfiction #fernando alonso fluff #fernando alonso x you #fernando alonso x reader #fernando alonso x y/n

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mountsmason · 1 year

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Qatar Memories; Part 2

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➪ read the prequel (part 0) and part 1

summary: a few days after the match, you and mason went on a stroll at night to have a little catchup since you lost contact with each other after breaking up years ago. since then, the two of you have been getting closer and closer, with you hanging out with the england squad and being at their every game. this hasn't gone unnoticed by rúben who goes back on his word about relationships being a 'distraction'.

pairing: mason mount x reader, ft. rúben dias

a/n: I'd love to hear any feedback you guys have on this :))

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sasha__rebecca

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sasha__rebecca had the day to ourselves ❤

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yourusername aww look at you two😍😍 I missed you today <33

↳ sasha__rebecca missed you too, you should've come with us!!

↳ yourusername nah I'd rather not thirdwheel the little time you guys have between matches, plus I was busy winning at basketball 😊

jackgrealish ❤❤

November 27, 2022

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masonmount ✔

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masonmount I never lose 😎

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yourusername except today you did

↳ masonmount I didn't take you to be a liar y/n 🤨

↳ yourusername no lies here, I won fair and square :)

↳ masonmount maybe you remember the match differently to me

↳ declanrice I was there mate, you lost 🤣

↳ masonmount bro you're supposed to be on my side?

↳ declanrice not this time, you're always fouling me when we play basketball

madders smiling through the tears yeah? 🤣🤣

↳ masonmount you too huh🙄 how has y/n got all of you on her side already??

November 27, 2022

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yourusername

tagged: masonmount

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yourusername train ❌ sit on the ball for the entire session ✔

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jackgrealish you've got some good angles there y/n 😏

↳ yourusername I should've known you would say something like that 😐

masonmount not the entire session....

↳ yourusername oh yeah I forgot about those 2 minutes you spent standing up

↳ masonmount wrong again, it was closer to 3 minutes

↳ yourusername 😂😂

declanrice you running a fan account for mason now? 😂

↳ yourusername no declan, I'll leave that to you :)

↳ lukeshaw23 she got you there mate 🤣🤣

masonfan1 y/n giving us the content we all deserve 😍

November 30, 2022

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tagged: masonmount, declanrice, lukeshaw23

yourusername the way to my heart 😍

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declanrice mason is almost there then 😂

↳ masonmount y/n won't admit it though 😏

johnstonesofficial slightly offended that I wasn't invited to this

↳ kylewalker2 and me 😤😤

↳ yourusername you two were too busy looking after Dave!!

↳ johnstonesofficial you and your excuses😐

↳ kylewalker2 we expected better of you y/n

↳ yourusername this whole thing wasn't even my idea, it was mason's😫

↳ kylewalker2 shifting the blame now are we?

↳ yourusername can you two stop ganging up on me?? 🥺🥺

↳ johnstonesofficial you owe me, kyle and dave some lunch

↳ yourusername fine, have it your way🙄😒

December 1, 2022

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yourusername

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yourusername what's this doing in my room? 🤔

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declanrice strange... me and mase had nothing to do with this... nothing at all

↳ yourusername so strange!! I didn't think either of you did 😃

masonmount maybe it's a sign you should wear it tomorrow👀

↳ yourusername maybe it's a sign I should lock my room's door before leaving👀

↳ masonmount whoever put that there must have gone through a lot of effort, I think you should wear it for them

↳ yourusername not sure it's my style 😐

↳ itsamelewigi put the poor guy out of his misery and wear it for him 🤣

↳ yourusername I'll have a little think, no promises though...

philfoden mason's out here doing side missions between the training sessions 😂😂

December 3, 2022

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masonupdates

tagged: masonmount, declanrice

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masonupdates Mason and Dec after the match with Senegal 💙

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masonfan1 imagine mason looking at you like that 😫

↳ masonfan2 do we know who he's actually looking at?

↳ declanrice @yourusername

↳ masonfan2 not dec replying to my comment 😭😭

↳ masonmount she was wearing my shirt so it was hard to look away 😅

↳ masonfan1 you two are so cute 🥺🥺

↳ masonfan2 MASON TOO? THIS COMMENT SECTION DOESN'T SEEM REAL

December 4, 2022

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masonmount ✔

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masonmount quarter-finals baby!!!

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declanrice my brother ❤

masonfan1 IT THAT Y/N IN THE BEREAL???

↳ masonfan2 OMG I THINK SO

↳ masonfan1 KINDA JELAOUS OF HER ICL

↳ masonfan2 IM KINDA JEALOUS OF HIM BC HAVE YOU SEEN Y/N 😍😍

↳ masonfan3 IS THIS MASON'S WAY OF CONFIRMING HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH Y/N??

December 4, 2022

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aprilivymusic ✔

tagged: rubendias

liked by rubendias, rubenfan1, and others

aprilivymusic bumped into a familiar face today 😄

rubendias it was nice to catchup 😊

↳ aprilivymusic we should do it again!! x

y/n&rubenfan1 didn't rúben say he wanted no distractions?? my guy is confused

↳ y/n&rubenfan2 he's probably jealous of y/n and mason that's why

↳ y/n&rubenfan1 are they actually together??

↳ y/n&rubenfan2 mason fans seem to think so

↳ y/n&rubenfan1 oh... I guess it's time I change my username 🥲

December 5, 2022

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burntheedges · 15 days

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Passing Notes: Vent

Din Djarin x f!reader | 935 words | Passing Notes masterlist

summary: Din, in a vent. Or, an attempt at an extra scene from very early on in Be-All and Endor, one of my favorite fics of all time! If you haven’t read it, SPOILERS AHEAD!!!

a/n: I hope you like this little fic, @djarins-cyare – as you know, I find the entire idea of Din in the vent hilarious. Thank you for letting me play in your sandbox. 😂 happy @swiftiscruff gift exchange!

tags/warnings: tight spaces (Din is in a vent), Din being just a little bit creepy (gotta work on those social skills, Djarin)

...

Din looked around the corner and gauged his next move. He was lying on his stomach at an intersection, hands flat next to his head on the bottom of the vent, toes propped up. He knew he had to be almost there, at this point, maybe one or two rooms away from his destination.

But he had to move silently, and every slow and careful movement in this kriffing air vent took three times as long as normal.

He drew in a deep breath, careful not to let his chest plate shift against the bottom of the vent. He rose up until his weight was balanced on his toes and hands again and began to creep forward. He turned carefully and propped his left boot against the far corner of the vent junction, using that as leverage to turn himself to the right without brushing any of his armor against the metal walls surrounding him. Once in position facing his new direction, he began to crawl forward again on his hands and toes with slow, careful movements.

As he got closer, his helmet told him that the person he was tracking was, in fact, in the next room. He lowered himself carefully and tapped his vambrace to change what he was seeing, just for a moment. Below him there was nothing, which he already knew — that room was empty (of people, at least). But next door, just ahead of him, he could see a few heat signatures moving around the front of the large space off to his right, with only one heat signature seated and seemingly working over a table to his left.

It was her.

Din could tell, even without his helmet’s confirmation that this was the person he was tracking. Somehow in the less than 24 hours he’d known her he’d already memorized the shape of the outline of her body.

He felt his heart speed up but he blinked and took a few slow breaths. He couldn’t afford to get sloppy now. He quickly changed the settings back on his vambrace and lifted himself up again.

As he crept across the boundary between rooms in the air vent, he came to another intersection. He looked to the left, towards where she was sitting, and noticed a grate just a few feet ahead that seemed to be perfectly positioned right above her work station.

He couldn’t believe his luck.

Din forced himself to maintain his speed as he angled himself around the corner and turned once more. He took slow, steady breaths as he covered those last few inches between the junction and the grate, and then slowly and carefully lowered himself to rest on his belly right above her. He angled his head carefully until he could look through the vent, quietly thanking the universe for the fact that his helmet would blend in with the metal around him, in case anyone happened to glance up. In case she happened to glance up.

And there she was.

She was bent over a desk, carefully inspecting some sort of readout on a screen in front of her. Her brow was furrowed and she bit her lip as she examined the numbers. He studied the depression left in her lip by her teeth for a beat too long before tearing his eyes away. A glance told Din the data had something to do with the projection focusers, though he didn’t know exactly what, yet.

Having gathered what information he could from the screen, his eyes darted back to study her face again. With a pang he realized that she looked tired. Exhausted. She definitely hadn’t gotten enough sleep the night before. He mentally shrugged away the tiny pinch of guilt he felt at the realization. It probably didn’t have anything to do with him, after all. At least, he hoped not. She barely knew him. He barely knew her. It was unlikely that she was thinking about him as much as he couldn’t stop thinking about her.

She leaned forward and Din resisted the urge to lean forward with her, even though he had no room to lean anywhere inside the vent. She squinted at her screen and sighed. He watched intently as she rubbed her fingers over her brow, massaging her temples and running her fingertips back and forth over her forehead.

His careful inspection of the path of her fingertips against her skin was interrupted by the low groan she let out in frustration. Every muscle in Din’s body tensed and he sucked in a sharp breath. He blinked and willed himself to relax, trying not to make a sound or move his hips as he grit his teeth against the mental image of another, better reason she might make that sound. For him.

Suddenly she looked up and snapped him out of his distraction by calling out to one of her coworkers. Din thanked his years of training for how still his body remained even though mentally, he startled. It seemed she was going to have some parts brought down to check them out here, at her work station. As she described what she wanted, her careful words and instructions drew Din’s focus again like a magnet. It was immediately obvious that she knew what she was doing, that she was the expert in this room. That the other workers deferred to her.

Before the other workers moved away, he watched with growing interest as she entered commands at her workstation that would bring two of the focusers offline without affecting their overall operations.

Impressive.

He needed to know more.

Din settled into as comfortable a position as he could and waited to see what she would do next.

...

a/n: thank you for letting me play in your sandbox! I love Be-All so much. 🥰

#PPCUGiftExchange2024 #din djarin x reader #din djarin x f!reader #din djarin x you #din djarin fanfiction #din djarin fic #be-all and endor #x reader #bte friendship exchange

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telomeke · 18 days

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Get to Know Me Tag :)

I was tagged by @lamonnaie at this post here. Thanks for tagging me! 😍 It was such fun to read your responses; now here are mine. 🥰

do you make your bed?

Never ever. I'm pretty messy, and if I don't watch my hoarding tendencies I will morph into the worst pack rat. But I like a bit of clutter around me; I think it helps my creative side since my output (whether at work, or writing on Tumblr) is always tidy and tidied up to a fault, which can stifle creativity (at least that's what I tell myself! 🤣).

what's your favourite number?

Don't have one. However (even though I like to think I'm not superstitious) if I can I'll try to avoid the number 13 and anything with 4 in it...

what is your job?

Not gonna get too specific, but my work involves design, project management and construction.

if you could go back to school, would you?

I was too stressed out at school to want to repeat the experience. But I wouldn't mind a bit of time travel back to advise my younger self not to take things so seriously! 🤣

can you parallel park?

Yes. Not well, but the car will be fully in the lot eventually. 👍

a job you had that would surprise people?

Some minor modeling jobs when I was younger. Hush! I don't like to talk about it. 🤫 You wouldn't think it to look at me now (me 🤝 Ricky Gervais 😂).

do you think aliens are real?

There are too many planets out there for our little blue marble to be the only habitable one, so yes I do think there are aliens out there. I just don't think we've been visited by them yet though! (Aylin doesn't count. 🤩)

can you drive a manual car?

Yes. Mom taught me how to drive in one... until the day I jammed on the accelerator when she said "Step on it" and I almost up-ended us into a ditch. Then I was sent to driving school instead. 🤣

what's your guilty pleasure?

Ooh. It's this bad boy here:

Sadly I've been over-indulging, so chocolate is now banned from the house for the foreseeable future. I'm still lusting after it though. Other guilty pleasures: I do like a good nightcap, so any (gluten grain-free) alcohol makes me light up – cognac, cabernet, sherry, sake, port... (But I don't always know my limits, so this is now banned too.) And a steamin', stonkin', trashy BL every now and then (bonus if there's a nice muscley actor for me to get all googly-eyed over – shoutout Gap Jakarin!). 😁🥰

tattoos?

I like art and have fanboyed over beautiful tattoos before – but I'm put off by the permanence of them, so I have none myself. Don't like the idea of not being able to change them much once they're inked in, because I will always be wanting to change things up if I were to get one. And no, even for looking at I prefer an uninked bod over an inked one. It takes a lot of work to get a body in shape, and I can't understand someone wanting to cover up the results of their hard work at the gym. 🤷‍♂️

favorite color?

A deep, rich blue most of the time. But when the mood hits, I like a bright, bold red too.

favorite type of music?

My tastes are a bit eclectic, leaning lighter and not challenging. Anything with a strong melodic line will get me hooked. Bonus points if the lyrics can come together with the melody to tell a story, and elevate it even more. So – pop mostly, but I also like R&B, soul, light jazz and the odd heartfelt country ballad or foot-stomper (go Queen Bey! 😍). Also like things with a nostalgic bent (I melt at Karen Carpenter, Seals & Croft, and England Dan & John Ford Coley). And then throw in a couple of show tunes in there for good measure! My YouTube playlist is all over the place – Sheila Majid, New Country, Renaissance, Nunew, Miley Cyrus, Streisand, Li'l Nas X, Ayumu Imazu, The Carpenters, Clean Bandit, so many others, all side-by-side.

do you like puzzles?

I love them, especially word and logic puzzles. I'm always shouting over Pat and Vanna. 🤣

any phobias?

Oddly, not the usual suspects, but I'm a bit phobic about birds. They're just creepy up close, even though I find them fascinating and beautiful with a bit of distance. While the bog-standard creepy-crawlies don't bother me one bit – I'm the one always getting called in to whack the roaches and chase away rodents. I dream of getting a cobalt blue tarantula as a pet (but that's not going to happen for various reasons, alas).

favorite childhood sport?

I wasn't that sporty growing up (classic bookworm) but I did enjoy a bit of soccer when I got to play. But I guess my favorite was probably swimming, though I didn't compete.

do you talk to yourself?

All the time. There's a nonstop monologue going on in my head and I've been known to startle people by accidentally voicing that conversation out loud. So I've learnt not to do it around others. 🤣 And no I'm not hearing disembodied voices; it's just me keeping myself company (plus I find it helps me focus my thoughts).

what movies do you adore?

My all-time favorite: Cinema Paradiso; it really pulls unabashedly at the heartstrings, but then again I'm a sentimental fool and love it all the more for that. That's also why I like Love Actually, especially the scene where the repressed Jamie (Colin Firth) travels to Portugal in order to confess his feelings to Aurélia (Lúcia Moniz), having realized he loves her despite the language barrier, and doggedly learnt Portuguese just to make his declaration – and then he finds out that she, lovelorn and bereft, learnt English just in case ("just in cases") he came back. 💖 And my second favorite is from the other end of the spectrum, actually quite a bit before my time as well: Hello Dolly! 😆 Don't judge... A couple of songs in there are really amazing – Love is Only Love and Just Leave Everything to Me especially (which are not in the stage version) are mindblowingly good. The former is almost pithy in its bare-boned purity, all about looking at love without sentimentality while reprising themes heard earlier on in the musical; the latter has the among the cleverest lyrics set to music I've ever heard:

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Streisand is in fine fettle portraying a campier, more youthful incarnation of Dolly. Such a shame it was not better received. The costumes are spectacular too.

coffee or tea?

Coffee (or rather the caffeine it contains) is my drug of choice, and I drink buckets of it. But I like a good cuppa when I'm feeling nostalgic and/or sentimental, because tea is what I drank a lot of growing up – at my gran's there would be a perpetually-replenished, giant kettle of dark, bitterish Oolong on the sideboard for whenever you felt like some (which was often), while at home there was always a big pot of tea on the table in the morning, that would then be set to chill in the refrigerator after breakfast. I would always have an ice-cold milk tea with the papers when I got home from school, and it was my favorite daily ritual.

first thing you wanted to be growing up?

A paleontologist – like a lot of kids I loved dinosaurs, and I can still rattle off the names of the more well-known ones (including every one in Jurassic Park 👀). But that got pushed aside for more practical considerations later. Still wish I'd explored my second childhood ambition more though, which was to be a writer/journalist. Maybe that's why I like posting so much on Tumblr! 😍

Onward tagging (too many people as usual, but no pressure to play if you don't want to or can't 🥰): @hughungrybear, @relativelydimensional, @neuroticbookworm, @wen-kexing-apologist, @waitmyturtles, @airenyah, @twig-tea, @solitaryandwandering, @recentadultburnout, @lurkingshan, @grapejuicegay,@bengiyo, @urikawa-miyuki, @pickletrip, @suni-san, @kattahj, @dimplesandfierceeyes, @7nessasaryevils, @imminentinertia, @befuddledcinnamonroll, @pandasmagorica, @nihilisticcondensedmilk,@shortpplfedup, @rokklagio, @thegalwhorants, @brazilian-whalien52, @callipigio, @respectthepetty, @corettaroosa, @colourme-feral, @virtualtadpole, @aroceu, @belladonna-and-the-sweetpeas, @delesaria-blog, @dribs-and-drabbles, @inventedfangirling, @jiirotu, @visualtaehyun @happypotato48,@akawrites000, @kleopatras-cat, @dc-alves, @toschistation, @lovelyghostv

I've been tagged by others in various tag games over the past few weeks but have been too busy with work to be able to play. 😭 Not gonna post half-assed replies if I can help it, but then I'm always beset by dread thinking people might assume I'm ignoring them for whatever silly reason. But I just haven't had the time until now.

If you've tagged me and I've not responded, please know that I really wanted to but I just kept getting sidetracked by urgent deadlines. (In fact, my drafts folder is full of half-written tag game responses that are too far beyond their use-by date to ever see the light of day. 😮) So to any and all who see this, please accept my apology for not replying to your tags and invites, and if you'd like to play along with this one even if I haven't tagged you directly (and you have the time for it) – please do so! I'd love to read your responses! 😍

#tag game #get to know me tag

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choicesficwriterscreations · 5 months

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December Creator of the Month: Oh-So-Youre-a-Nerd

Each month, CFWC highlights one of our talented fanfic writers or artists, and this month’s creator of the month is @oh-so-youre-a-nerd . We're very excited because Ascindio is our very first artist to be highlighted! We hope you will enjoy learning more about them and their work below! The writer is selected at random. More info can be found on the navigation page.

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Ascindio

More below...

1- When did you start playing Choices? What was the first book you played?

I started playing in 2016, I can't remember if I read Endless Summer or Rules of Engagement first, but I ended up deleting the app after like 2 weeks cause I couldn't stop buying diamonds 😅🤦

I re-downloaded it about, ohh idk 2 years ago?

2- When and why did you join Choices fandom?

I joined the Fandom specifically on Tumblr and specifically for It Lives Within, which happened to come out right after I read the first two books

3- How did you pick your blog name?

I always try to seem cool and mysterious when I meet people irl, and then as soon as I open my mouth, I ruin it with some niche trivia or something, and they say, “Oh, so you're a nerd.” 😂 Can't tell you how many times this exact phrase has been uttered to me.

4- Pull up the first post in your archive, and tell us about it!

This is the first Choices related post I made 😂 I was just thinking about the concept of what if characters make terrible decisions cause they're controlled by a player who is out of diamonds lol I was going to do a whole series of them (next was going to be lotr “fly on eagles to mordor?” *30 diamonds* or “simply walk”) but got lazy lol

5- Do you write fanfiction, create fan art, or are you one of those really gifted people who do both?

Only art. God, I WISH I wrote too. I've thought about trying cause I have so many ideas floating around in my head, but at the end of the day, I'd rather spend my free time drawing.

6- How long have you been creating for Choices and for any other fandoms?

For Choices, since early 2022

For other fandoms, since well, forever, but I only started posting around 2017/18

7- What is your favorite Choices book, and what is your favorite Choices book to create for?

Favorite Choices book is probably It Lives in the Woods. All of the characters were so interesting, I never got bored reading it, and it had an incredible twist that made sense but I still didn't see coming.

Favorite to create for is probably Blades of Light and Shadow though because I am such a sucker for the fantasy aesthetic.

8- Share your first Choices fanfic or fan art that you posted with us. Do you still like it, or would you change it if you were creating it today?.

This isn't the first Choices art I made, but it IS the first I actually shared

And honestly, I DO still like it because I still remember the way I felt absolutely POSSESSED while drawing it (I hadn't drawn anything for *months*). I would definitely change the background, though. Those trees look like shit, and they're not even the correct type for the kind of forest they're in.

9- What is your favorite piece of fiction or art that you created?

My favorite Choices art I've done is probably this piece.

10- Do you have a fic/art that you didn’t expect to be well received, but it was? What about one you expected to do well but found it could use a little more love?

I definitely didn't expect this one to do well at all as it was so hastily drawn

And I was sad this piece didn't get more love, it was such a dope scene and I was so excited about how the sword turned out

11- If you could only draw one style or type of art for the rest of your life, what would it be and why?

I'm not sure if I'm interpreting the question right, but if I had to pick like a specific type of art, it would be digital, and I would want to do fan art. I have a hard time painting anything that I don't already have a deep connection with (so original art with no story behind it is usually a chore for me), and digital art is just so incredibly convenient and not messy and so so versatile.

12 - Do you ever recognize yourself in any of your MCs or in your writing?

Because I use fiction as a way to safely process trauma/ grief/ other big emotions, each MC I make has a small part of me, whichever part I feel the need to explore at the time.

There's an amazing quote by Patrick Rothfuss that I feel explains it perfectly.

It's from Wise Man's Fear

“These folk knew all about death. They killed their own livestock. They died from fevers, falls, or broken bones gone sour. Death was like an unpleasant neighbor. You didn’t talk about him for fear he might hear you and decide to pay a visit.

Except for stories, of course. Tales of poisoned kings and duels and old wars were fine. They dressed death in foreign clothes and sent him far from your door. A chimney fire or the croup cough were terrifying. But Gibea’s trial or the siege of Enfast, those were different. They were like prayers, like charms muttered late at night when you were walking alone in the dark. Stories were like ha’penny amulets you bought from a peddler, just in case.”

13 - What element of writing/art do you struggle with most?

I have a very difficult time making the poses seem natural and flowing. My all time favorite art is Baroque/Renaissance style and how fluid the poses are, how soft the skin looks, how delicately it's all done. Obviously, I will always have my own style, but those are things that I so want to incorporate but never seem to get quite right, and it drives me crazy 😂

14 - Do you have any neglected work you really want to finish?

Not really. I mean, I have a ton of unfinished work, but as soon as the window of inspiration passes, I just can't get myself to care enough about it to finish it (insert Jake the Dog, “now it's gone, and I don't care about it anymore!” )

15 - If someone you know in real life (who isn’t involved in fandoms) asked to see your work, would you let them? If yes, what would you show them first?

I would, and have. I typically show them whatever most rendered recent picture from my Instagram because I don't post any nsfw there and usually try to post only my prettier work for this specific reason haha. (As opposed to here, I post everything here, ain't NO ONE from real life invited to see my tumblr 😂)

16 - Are there any writers (published authors and/or fanfic writers) who influenced your writing or art? Are there any artists that influence you?

Writers: Brandon Sanderson, for sure. He's the reason I got back into art back in 2017 ish. His stories are just so emotional they push me to create. Same with @saibug1022, there is always at least one scene from every story he shares that I desperately want to draw to try to capture the emotions.

Artists: God, sooo many, here are just like my top 3 favorites and their instagrams.

Audra Auclair

Obsessed with her unique style, and specifically the way she draws eyelids and noses

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The way they draw those dripping, glowing wisps. I stare at their pieces for hours (no lie) trying to dissect them stroke by stroke to figure out how they do it.

Miho Hirano

Their art has a delicate whimsy-ness I would SELL MY SOUL to achieve

17- Which one of your creations would you like to see a fiction written about?

JC, this is the shit I DREAM of.

Definitely this one.

So this is love.

This little comic means a lot to me.

18- Do you write original fiction or create non-fandom art?

Very rarely, but I do, every so often. This is my favorite original piece.

20- What other hobbies do you have?

Gaming, singing, walking through the Cemetary with my wee daughter, reading, that's about it 🤷

21 - What’s your favorite emoji?

🙇

22: BONUS - tell us anything you’d like (if you want to).

I really wanted to say that I don't believe in “good” art and “bad” art (just ethical vs non-ethical). That being said, I know what it's like to hate your art, like soooo intimately. If you ever are feeling shit about your art, you can ABSOLUTELY message me (I don't care if we're mutuals or not, I don't care if we've never interacted before) and just say, “I am feeling shit about my art” and I will go through your art and tell you every specific thing I love about it and why it's wonderful. I am not joking; I am so so serious rn. 💗💗💗💗

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willalove75 · 11 months

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New Girl on the Pitch Pt. 4

Pairing: Rebecca Welton x f!reader

Summary: Your friend Keeley brings you in as the team's social media manager, Rebecca is impressed, in more ways than one.

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Warnings: 18+ minors DNI

Tags: flirty, fluff, slow burn, smut

Notes: This one is a long one but the end is smutty as fuckkkk you're welcome 😂😂

After the gala your nerves built up every time you saw Rebecca, neither of you spoke, you barely acknowledged each others existence really. You weren't sure if it was because you over stepped, although when you think back to the moment of the kiss, she did pull you back into her, so you didn't think that was it. Maybe she regretted it, maybe it was just a sad night for the both of you and you both had too much champagne and one thing led to another and it didn't mean anything, but you thought about that moment every day for weeks. It meant a lot to you and you really hoped it meant something to her too.

You met Ted's wife Michelle and their son, Henry. Michelle was sweet, but you could tell things were rocky between the two of them so you did your best to keep your distance and get your work done. Ted benched Jamie, which was a shock to everyone, and not long after that he brought in Danni Rojas. You had a feeling Ted was trying to get under Jamie's skin by bringing on Danni, and it did just that. You weren't sure why that seemed to be Ted's goal, but whatever his plan was, it seemed to be working. You promoted the new player on the teams socials and not long after the comments on the posts were flooded with "Football is life."

You were sure at least half of the were mocking Danni, but it was better than the flat-out hate comments that had filled the comment section of every post. Plus, Danni loved every single comment, he either didn't realize some of them were supposed to be insults, or if he didn't care, either way, he was a lovely ray of sunshine that brightened everyone's mood.

You heard that Danni was injured on the pitch and gossip of some curse spread like wildfire. The whole team was freaked out and was convinced Danni would never recover because he went into the treatment room. You, Ted and Beard were wildly confused, you didn't really seem to believe in the "curse" but the entire team was losing their minds. You and Keeley were talking about the curse as she was scrolling on her phone.

"Oh shit." She says.

"What? What's wrong?"

She shows your her phone and you see the cover story for The Sun, a picture of Rupert, Bex, the beautiful girl Rupert left the gala with, and a picture of Rebecca, donning Rebecca "Old Rebecca."

"Oh no. That can't be good."

"Come on, let's go see if she's okay." Keeley says pulling at her arm.

You pull back from her.

"No, you go, I shouldn't-"

"Yes you have to come! She's gonna need all of the support possible right now. What's with you two anyway? You guys have been weird lately."

Feeling guilty, you give in.

"Okay, fine. And nothing, you think we've been weird?" You say, trying to play it off like nothing's wrong.

"Yes, very fucking weird. Lets go!" She says, pulling you towards Rebecca's office.

Higgins is in Rebecca's office when you two walk in, she smiles and greets Keeley when she sees her, Rebecca's smile drops when she sees you, surprised to see you in her office, but says hi to you with a small smile, trying to keep up appearances.

Higgins leaves and Keeley asked Rebecca if she was okay and Rebecca had no idea what she was talking about. Keeley sits down in one of the chairs in front of her desk and you stay standing next to her. Keeley motions for you to sit, you look over at Rebecca, who looks over at you and back to Keeley. You can't read her face, you're not sure if she's happy you're here, indifferent towards it, or wishes you would leave, but you sit anyway.

"Have you not heard?" Keeley asks.

"Heard what?" Rebecca asks.

"Well, that girl that Rupert left the gala with, her name is Bex, short for Rebecca."

Rebecca nods her head, she has an idea of where this is going.

"And the press, well they're calling her-"

"New Rebecca." Rebecca says, sighing. "Shit."

"Well, not exactly, they're calling her Rebecca, and you, um," she lowers her voice. "Old Rebecca."

"What?"

"Old Rebecca."

Rebecca's face drops, you can almost see her heart breaking when the news sinks in. You hate seeing her hurt, even though it's been a few weeks since you've spoken, you still care for her. Rebecca smiles as she tries to mask her emotions and Keeley looks over at you, Rebecca looks over at you and sees your face, concerned for her and looks away.

"Don't worry about this, you got this." Keeley says, comforting her. "And if you have a moment where you don't got this, just call me, or y/n, we're here for you." She says with a smile.

Rebecca looks over at you and you give her a small comforting smile and she looks back at Keeley.

"I will be fine, thank you for telling me though." Rebecca says, putting up her usual front. "I have a call in a few minutes." She says as she opens her laptop and turns her attention to it.

"Okay, if you need anything we're here for you." Keeley says as she gets up.

Rebecca doesn't look up from her screen and you both walk out.

"Poor Rebecca, I feel so terrible." Keeley says.

"I know, I have no idea how she handles it all." You say, still hurting for the person you care so much about.

Later in the day Sam runs up to you and tells you about the plans to get rid of the curse, you tell him you're in and he asks you to invite Rebecca.

"Oh, Sam, I think you should do it, it would mean more coming from-"

"No, no, I can't, I have to gather a few things for tonight, plus you're friends with Rebecca, you should tell her." He says with his usual sweet smile.

"Okay Sam, I'll tell her."

You take a deep breath and head to her office again. You knock on the door and hear her on the other side.

"Come in."

You walk into her office and she looks up from her computer screen, surprised to see you.

"Oh, y/n." She says.

"Hi." You say quietly.

"What can I do for you?" She asks, straightening things on her desk, almost as if she's nervous.

"Um, well, I was just talking to Sam in the hall and he wanted me to invite you to this thing tonight to help get rid of some curse plaguing the training room."

"Oh," she says looking down, you think you sense disappointment in her voice.

"It would be a lot to the team if you came." You say.

"I don't know,"

"I was told to tell you, the whole team needs to be there, and you're the owner, it's your team, so it would mean a lot to everyone if you showed up."

She looks back up at you. "Will you be there?"

"According to Coach Lasso I'm a part of the team, so yes, I will be." You say with a smile. Rebecca looks away. "It would mean a lot to me too if you came."

Her eyes meet yours, you sit in silence for a moment as you look at each other, Rebecca finally looks away.

"I'll think about it."

"Thanks. It'll mean a lot to everyone to see you there." You say as you get up. "By the way," Rebecca looks back up at you. "I'm sorry about the paper, you don't deserve it, any of it." She smiles a little and you leave her office.

Later that night you meet the team at Mae's, Mae, Higgins and Ted talk about the curse and it's origins. Ted says that everyone was going to meet in the training room at midnight to get rid of the curse, and to bring something that meant a lot to you.

Midnight rolls around and you all gather in the training room around a garbage can. Ted explains that we are all going sacrifice something important to us, to honor those that sacrificed their lives. A few minutes later you see the door to the training room open and you see Rebecca walk in, you can't help but smile when you see her, you're happy that she decided to show up. Everyone goes around the room and throws in things that meant a lot to them, you catch Rebecca and yourself rolling your eyes at some of the things that people throw into the trashcan, although some things that players throw into the trashcan are genuinely sincere.

You turn comes and you hold up a jewelry box with a diamond necklace in it, many of the team members give you looks of confusion.

"My ex gave this to me, he said he didn't believe in marriage, but that this was a token of his love, and that it was more practical than a ring. He said it meant that we would be together forever. That was when we first moved to the UK, three months later I found out he was cheating on me, with his now fiancée." you hear the people in the room exhale, a few "shits" and "fucks" whispered. "I wore this every single day, from the day he gave it to me, until we broke up." You look around the room and you catch Rebecca's gaze, she looks sad for you, you gently smile at each other. "To leaving the past in the past, and to new, better futures." You drop the box into the trashcan and a few of the team members hug you.

Rebecca's turn comes up and tosses in a newspaper, Ted asks if it was today's paper and she said that there was something in there about her and that she's trying not to care about it. She looks up and your eyes meet, you can't help but smile and be proud of her. She gently smiles at you and looks away.

Right before the ceremony ends, Jamie walks in and throws in a pair of trainers and talks about his parents, it was sweet, and a little sad, and you think it was the first time you've ever seen him be sincere.

The trashcan is brought outside and Ted lights it on fire, he says we should ask the spirits if the curse has been lifted. He talks to the spirits and we hear cheering coming from behind him, Danni Rojas is running towards the team fully healed. You all cheer and crack open the bottle he brought after Jamie and Roy convince him not to throw it into the fire until it's drunk. You all take a sip and Ted and Higgins walk over, Ted takes a sip and you all cheer again, you look over to Rebecca and you see her strutting away, she tosses the jacket she had over her shoulders to the ground and walks into the building.

"Damn, she's so good looking." You think to yourself.

The following week you and Keeley walk into Rebecca's office, packed and ready to head to Liverpool. Keeley says something about having a wild threesome and Rebecca freezes in place, her eyes shift over to you, you can see the anxiety riding in her, you look over at Keeley confused and surprised because you never expected her to say something like that. Keeley tells Rebecca she's joking and Rebecca laughs in relief.

"Could you imagine?" Rebecca asks with a laugh.

"Oh I have." Keeley says, and she's not kidding.

Rebecca looks over at you and you feel your cheeks get red, you bite your lip and look away, holding back giggles. Busted. Her cheeks get flush and you're both relieved when Higgins walks into the room. Rebecca tells him that he's not going, and that he has to stay and work instead. You feel bad, you see the disappointment in his face, you have no idea why she has it out for him so badly. He leaves and the three of you head to the airport.

Your flight takes off, Rebecca seated between you and Keeley, you look out the window and your face lights up as you ascend into the sky. The plane hits some turbulence and Rebecca grabs your hand that's sitting on the arm rest. You look over at her and down at her hand on yours. She quickly removes it and looks away.

"Sorry." She mumbles.

"It's okay." You say with a smile, she looks at you and you see her relax a little and smile.

The flight isn't long, but you end up drifting off to sleep. You hear the pilot come over the intercom announcing that we are landing and you wake up, you realize that you fell asleep on Rebecca's shoulder. What you didn't expect was that she was asleep as well, her head resting on yours. You keep still to not wake her and close your eyes with a smile on your face. Rebecca wakes up when the plane lands and realizes she's resting on you, she quickly picks her head up and you lift your head and look at her.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep on you." You shyly say.

She looks down and back at you. "I didn't mean to fall asleep on you either." You both exchange bashful smiles and exit the plane.

You get to the hotel and the bellhop takes you to your room, Keeley makes a joke to him about us having a threesome in the shower and he quickly leaves. As Keeley is talking you see Rebecca's eyes darting around the room, you can tell something is on her mind. Keeley thinks she's making that face because of the joke she made and Rebecca tell her that's not it. It's her and Rupert's anniversary weekend and it's the first one she's spent by herself.

Keeley wraps her arms around Rebecca's neck and reaches over and grabs you and pulls you into the hug. You wrap your arms around Rebecca's waist and lean your head on her shoulder. You feel Rebecca's arm wrap around you, her hand resting on your waist. You hold her a little tighter and you feel her hand slide up, you feel her fingers in your hair as she holds the back of your head. Even though both you and Keeley are hugging her, you feel a small spark between you and Rebecca.

The three of you settle in your rooms and Rebecca makes dinner reservations, you and Keeley are sitting on the couch, silent, Rebecca walks in confused and asks Keeley a question, neither of you answer and Rebecca turns to see Keeley on the television spewing out facts about Liverpool. Rebecca turns the tv off and the three of you get ready for dinner. You hear a knock at the door and Rebecca opens it, you meet her childhood friend Sassy, the mother of her goddaughter Nora.

The four of you go out to dinner, Sassy tries to hook Rebecca up with the waiter and the three of you laugh. Rebecca looks embarrassed, she looks over at you and looks down and back over at Sassy, you swore you saw a little guilt in her eyes. Sassy goes to smoke and a minute later Rebecca gets up and goes to the bathroom. Sassy comes back and tells us where Rebecca's nickname "Stinky" comes from and that if we like Rebecca now, we'd love the real Rebecca. She describes what Rebecca is really like and you feel a warmth in your heart, Sassy describes the woman you kissed after the gala, that's Rebecca, the real Rebecca. Rebecca comes back and the waiter hands her the receipt, you, Sassy and Keeley pretend you were about to pay the bill and you all laugh and head back to the room for the night.

Back in the room the four of you drink champagne and laugh until the early hours of the morning, you don't think you've ever seen Rebecca this relaxed before, but you're enjoying the fact that she's enjoying herself. You tell a funny story and the three of them laugh, and Rebecca puts her hand on your leg. You look down at her hand and back up at her, her cheeks turn a little pink and she looks away, withdrawing her hand. Whatever tension or awkwardness you had between the two of you seems to have vanished and you're grateful for it. Keeley goes into her room in the suite at the end of the night and Sassy leaves and heads to hers down the hall. You and Rebecca, sitting next to each other on the couch, sit in silence for a moment.

"I'm glad you're having a good time." You say, looking up at her. "Sassy is a lot of fun."

Rebecca laughs. "Yeah, she's something alright, but thank you."

Rebecca inches her hand closer to yours as it sits next to you on the couch. You close the distance and your fingers interlock, both of you looking down at your hands. You look up at her and she looks up into your eyes.

"Rebecca, I," you begin to say, as you gently lean forward.

She nods her head, her eyes focused on your lips. Just as she begins to lean in Sassy swings the door open, the both of you jump and pull your hands apart.

"Christ Sassy." Rebecca says.

Sassy looks back and fourth at the two of you for a second and a smile crosses her face.

"Sorry, I didn't know I was interrupting."

"You weren't." Rebecca says, fixing the collar of her robe.

"I left my jacket here." She says as she walks over to her jacket sitting on the chair. "Goodnight." She sings and winks at Rebecca, who rolls her eyes in response as the door shuts.

Rebecca takes a breath and looks over at you, the moment has passed and you both seem a little disappointed.

"Goodnight." Rebecca says as she gets up and heads to her room.

"Goodnight Rebecca." You say.

The next day the four of you head to the game. It's been decades since Richmond won against this team so everyone is nervous. To everyone's surprise, Richmond won. You, Rebecca, Sassy and Keeley head into the locker room to join in on the celebration. Roy says that we are going out tonight and pulls Keeley up on the bench to recite her monologue from her Liverpool commercial.

You all go back to the hotel and get ready for a night out, you put on the dress you brought, fix your hair and makeup and wait on the couch for everyone else. Rebecca walks out of her room in a blazer and sequin-embellished tank top and a pair of dress pants that hug her curves perfectly. You can't help but stare at her, she looks beautiful.

"What? Does this not look good?" Her voice snaps you out of your trance, you look up and see worry on her face.

"Oh my god no, Rebecca, you look amazing." You say with a smile on your face. She smiles back at you and Keeley walks out.

"Rebecca you look hot!! Y/n, let me see what you're wearing!" Keeley says.

You stand up and do a little turn, you usually don't wear dresses like the one you're in, but you decided to take a chance. Plus, it shows off your shape to perfection. As you spin you see Rebecca's face, she's looking at you the same way you were just looking at her. The three of you meet up with Sassy in the lobby and head to the karaoke bar.

As soon as you enter the bar the drinks are flowing freely, you all do a few shots and grab drinks. The boys all sign up for karaoke, you throw your name in and you see Sassy walk up behind you and give you a "shush" gesture. You see her write down Rebecca's name and walk away like nothing happened.

You sit on the couch next to Rebecca, Sassy sitting on the other side of her. Keeley is next to Roy and you give her a look and she blushes and looks away. Sam gets up and sings Wonderwall, you take another shot with Rebecca, Sassy and a few of the boys. A few minutes later Rebecca and Sassy get up to smoke. Keeley looks around for them after they left and you motion to the door and she follows them out. Coach Beard is finishing singing Bad Romance as they walk back in, as they get back to the couch your name is called up. Rebecca looks at you, surprised and you smile and walk up to the mic.

The team hears the synthetic harpsicord the song begins with, they all go crazy as you say the first lines "May I have your attention please? May I have your attention please? Will the real slim shady please stand up? I repeat, will the real slim shady please stand up? We're gonna have a problem here."

The whole room goes nuts as you start to rap the first verse of The Real Slim Shady. You're not a great singer, so when you go out to karaoke you settle for fun rap songs that everyone knows. You're scanning the room as you rap and you see Rebecca, staring at you with a smile on her face, happily surprised. She's never seen this side of you before. As the chorus kicks in the whole room sings along, the team yelling and cheering as they sing along with you. The song ends and a few of the guys pick you up off of the stage and put you on their shoulders and parade you around.

Rebecca gets up on the stage and you reclaim your seat on the couch. You watch her as she sings Let it Go, completely in awe of her. You never would have guessed that she had such a beautiful voice, Sassy had said it over dinner the night before but you never imagined that she was this talented. You make eye contact with her as she sings and she smiles as she sees you watching her intently. As the song ends you see her eyes follow something across the room, you look over and see Ted leaving. She gets off of the stage, grabs her jacket and says she'll be right back, following after Ted.

A few minutes later she comes back in alone and sits back down next to you.

"Is everything okay?" You ask.

"Yeah, he'll be okay." She says. You see the worry in her eyes but you don't push it.

As the night ends everyone spills out of the karaoke bar. The boys decide they don't want the night to end and you and Rebecca both look at each other, relief washing over you both when you realize you're not the only ones who are ready to call it a night. Sassy walks off with the boys and Rebecca asks you and Keeley if you're ready to head back to the hotel. Keeley says she's going to walk and you both look over and see Roy standing against the wall of the club, waiting for her. You both give Keeley a look of approval and she heads off with Roy.

"Well, it looks like it's just you and I." Rebecca says with a smile.

"Looks like it." You smile back at her.

You both turn around and you stumble a little, Rebecca grabs you by the waist and stops you from falling.

"Woah, careful there." She says.

"Ah, sorry," you laugh, "fucking tequila."

The two of you laugh and she holds onto your arm as you walk back to the hotel. You head to the hotel bar and grab one more drink before it closes. You two sit next to each other and lean into one another.

"Sassy is wild!" You say.

"Oh yes she is." Rebecca laughs.

"I can't believe you never said anything about how beautiful your voice is!" Rebecca blushes and looks away. "Rebecca, you voice is beautiful. Where the hell did you learn to do that?!"

"I was in plays in high school, I don't know, it was just something I was always able to do." She smiles and her cheeks blush a little more. "But what about you? I never would have you expected to rap up there! What was that?!"

"I can't sing but I love karaoke, and I can rap half decently so that's what I do!" You say with a smile and take a sip of your drink.

"You have lipstick on you." Rebecca says as she swipes her thumb down the corner of your lip, removing the smudged lipstick from your face.

Her thumb lingers for a second on your bottom lip and you look into her eyes, her gaze shifting from your lips to your eyes. She gently holds your chin between her thumb and forefinger and pulls your lips to hers. You feel your heart flutter and you take a deep breath in as she kisses you. Your lips part and you look into her eyes, you want her so badly right now, you actually feel like you're going to die if you don't kiss her again.

"Should we go upstairs?" She whispers.

Your eyes widen, you can hardly believe she uttered those words. You stare at her blankly for a second before nodding your head. She grabs your hand and leads you into the elevator. The both of you stand there, your hand in hers, the tension building every second. Both of you know if you start now you won't be able to stop, so you both impatiently wait. You get to your floor and both of you practically run into the room and into Rebecca's room inside. You close her door and lock it, you turn around and she pushes you up against the door, slamming her lips into yours. You're taken by surprise in the best way as you grab onto her hair and kiss her back just as hard. She takes her jacket off as she kisses you and pulls yours off, her hands exploring your body. You both make your way to her bed, you unbutton her pants and she pulls your dress over your head as her pants fall to the floor.

"Oh my god." Rebecca whispers as she looks at your matching black lace bra and panties set, her eyes fixate on the little pink bow seated in the middle of your bra.

She guides you onto the bed and climbs on top of you, her tongue eagerly exploring your mouth, moans escaping from the both of you. You pull at her shirt and she sits up and pulls it over her head and tosses it aside. As she pulls it up you see her breasts fall out, your mouth waters as you move your hands up her waist and hold them in your hands. You sit up and take one of her nipples into your mouth, Rebecca lets out a moan and throws her head back. You roll the other one between your fingers as you lick and suck on her. You move over to the other one and do the same, her hands find the back of your head and grab hold of your hair, drawing out a moan from your lips.

You release her nipple and she pushes you back down and pushes her lips into yours, her hands grab at your breasts over your bra and you reach behind you and unclip it. Rebecca grabs the straps and pulls it off of you, throwing it across the room. She kisses down your jaw and bites and sucks on your neck. You hold onto the hair at the back of her head and moan, she adjusts above you, sliding her hips between your legs as she kisses and sucks down your neck. She grabs your breasts and kisses down your chest and between them. She takes one nipple into her mouth and flicks her tongue over it and sucks on it. Your hips lift and grind against hers and you feel her smirk as she does the same to the other one.

She kisses down your belly her hands holding your hips.

"I've been waiting so long for this." She mutters as she places kisses across your skin.

"You have?" You ask as you look down at her panting.

"Mhm." She says as she moves lower.

"Oh god I thought you hated me, I thought I fucked it up after the gala."

"No, not at all." She says as she looks you in the eye and runs her fingers up your soaked panties. You let out a moan, desperate for more of her touch. "I know I was shitty to you, but I was so unsure about being with one of my employees." She circles your clit over your underwear and your eyes roll back. "But fuck it, I don't care. I need to taste you." She rips your panties off of you and spreads your legs open further.

"Please." You beg.

You moan loud when you feel her drag her tongue up your folds, you grab the hair on her head and pull harder when she circles your clit.

"Fuck! Yes, just like that." You moan.

She sucks and flicks her tongue over your aching bud, the throbbing between your legs only gets worse. She licks and sucks on your dripping lips before making contact with your clit again, quickly flicking her tongue across it.

"Oh my god Rebecca you're gonna make me cum if you keep doing that." You pant.

She seems to take that as a challenge because she just sucks harder on it and flicks it faster than before. You begin to feel your orgasm building, you pull harder on her hair and she understands, she changes up her motions for a minute before latching back onto your clit. You cry out as you grind your hips into her face.

"Fuck, yes, just like that, Rebecca, fuck, you're gonna make me cum."

She doesn't let up as she drives you over the edge, mercilessly sucking on your clit. Your back arches and your eyes roll as the orgasm hits, you cry out and grind into her face harder as you ride it out. She only begins to release you as she feels your breath slow another moan escaping as she drags her tongue up your dripping cunt one more time, licking up all of your juices.

She crawls up to you and pulls your lips into her, you can taste yourself on her tongue, you moan into her mouth as her tongue explores you.

"How was that?" She asks with a smirk as she kisses your neck.

"Fucking incredible." You pant.

She reaches her hands between your legs and gently rubs circles across your aching clit. You let out another moan that she catches in her mouth as she kisses you.

"I don't think I'm done with you yet." She whispers into your ear. You feel more pulses surge into your core as you try and hold back a moan. You shake your head no, desperate for more of her touch. "Do you want me to stop?" She asks as her fingers tease your dripping entrance.

"No, please." You beg.

She turns your face towards her and kisses you as she slides two fingers into you, you moan into her mouth as she slides them out and back in deeper than the first time. She does this a few more times, pulling her fingers almost all the way out and then further in, until she's knuckle deep in you. She curls her fingers into that spot deep inside and your legs shake, her lips still planted firmly on yours, swallowing each of your moans and whines. She picks up the pace and you grab her hair harder, you would think it's painful at this point but the harder you grab, she harder she fucks you, and both of you love it.

Her lips leave yours as she adjust herself over you so she can thrust into you more. You bite down on your lip trying to keep the moans back as your legs begin to shake.

"Sing for me baby." She purrs into your ear.

On command your moans are released from your lips as she fucks you harder, bringing you closer and closer to your orgasm. Her thumb circles your clit and you cry out.

"I'm gonna cum, don't stop, don't fucking stop."

Rebecca thrusts faster and harder, your body shakes and you cry out as you cum onto her fingers, she keeps her pace and makes you ride it out as your back arches off of the bed. You body slowly stops shaking and Rebecca slows her pace, eventually pulling her fingers out of you.

You lay on the bed, your head spinning, trying to catch your breath. You swear to god you saw stars when you came. Rebecca licks her fingers clean and wraps her arms around you and kisses you, the taste of your juices still on her tongue. You're finally able to catch your breath and you kiss her back and roll on top of her.

"I don't think I've ever came that hard in my life." You say between kisses.

"You looked so good, I didn't want to stop." She replies.

She goes to say something else but her words are taken over by soft moans when you slide your hand between her legs and rub circles over her drenched panties. You pull them off of her and slide down between her legs, your eyes meet hers and you drag your tongue up her drenched cunt. She moans but is able to keep eye contact, until you wrap your lips around her clit and suck on it, that is. Her eyes roll back and she collapses back onto the bed.

You moan into her as you taste her, you feel her rock her hips against you, you know you're doing something right. You hold her hips steady and lick up and down her slit, giving her clit the proper attention each time you pass over it. You run your fingers along her dripping folds, coating your fingers in her juices. You latch onto her clit once more and slide two fingers deep inside of her, curling them as you push them in. Her back arches and releases more moans and cries.

You pick up the pace of your tongue across her clit as you thrust a little faster and deeper into her. Her hand finds the back of your head and she tightly grips onto your hair. You look up and admire her from this angle, her back arched, one hand on your head, her other hand pinching one of her nipples, her head thrown back, crying out praises and moans. You sit up a little and push her legs back so you can go deeper, her knees are practically resting next to her ears, you're impressed with her flexibility, but quickly dismiss the thought and pump your fingers into her harder and faster. She holds her legs back and you return to working her clit, you hear her cry out when you latch onto it again.

"Fuck, y/n, fuck it's so good."

"Yeah? You like the way I give it to you?" You say with a smirk.

"Yes, I fucking love it. You give it to me so good, you're gonna make me fucking cum!"

You can feel her start to clench down around your fingers, you flick your tongue over her clit fast and she clenches down harder around you.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum!" She practically screams and you fuck her faster and harder.

Her cries get louder and higher pitched as she climbs higher and higher, you push deep into her and curl your fingers into her spot and she screams as you feel her gush all over your fingers. You have her ride out her orgasm like she made you do just a few minutes before. Once her trembling legs are still you pull your fingers out of her and bring them to your lips. She watches you as you slide your fingers into your mouth and lick them clean.

She reaches up and pulls you back down on top of her, her lips immediately making contact with yours, her tongue pushing its way through your lips and into your mouth. You both lay there for what seems like hours, kissing, your tongues exploring the others mouth, small moans escape from your mouth into hers and she moans into yours.

The kiss slows and you lay there in each other arms, Rebecca begins to pull the duvet down and you both crawl under it. She looks into your eyes, studying you.

"What?" You quietly ask.

"Nothing, I was just thinking how we're going to keep us a secret from everyone."

"Us?" You ask, your eyes widen a little and your lips curl into a smile.

Rebecca kisses you and holds you close to her, you nuzzle into her neck and inhale the scent of her skin. Only small traces of her perfume are left, the scent of her skin brings you comfort as your eyelids begin to feel heavy. You feel her drifting off to sleep so you give into the temptation and close your eyes.

You wake up the next morning still cuddled in Rebecca's arms, you nuzzle into her again and you feel her hand stroke the back of your head. You move in closer and she wraps her arms around you a little tighter, you two lay there in silence for a minute, just enjoying the moment. She adjusts and you look up at her, her eyes meet yours and her lips curl into a smile. You smile back and you both lean in and share a kiss. Your lips part and she pulls you into her again, your head resting on her chest, your legs intertwined, your arms around her waist, hers around your neck.

"I could lay here forever." You say as you sigh into her.

"So could I." She says, kissing your head. She sits up a little and looks over at the clock. "We can squeeze in five more minutes." She says as she lays back down. You snuggle into her and you both lay there, savoring the few minutes of bliss you have left.

Once the five minutes are up and neither of you have the desire to get out of bed, but you have a flight to catch so you really don't have much of a choice. You get out of bed and look around the room to see your clothes, and hers, thrown across the room in every direction. You giggle at the sight and she looks over at you and laughs too. She gets up and walks into her bathroom, your mouth begins to water again as you watch her walk away from you, naked. You can't seem to keep your eyes off of her perfect hips and ass, she turns to look into the mirror in the bathroom and you get a full side profile of her body.

"Fuck me." You say as you try and commit every inch of her to your memory.

Rebecca looks over at you with a smile on her face.

"What?" She asks.

You get out of bed and walk up behind her in the bathroom, putting your hands on her hips.

"Nothing, you're just so fucking good looking." You place kisses on the back of her shoulders, coming up on your tip toes to kiss higher.

She turns in your arms to face you and holds you face in her hands. You're almost eye level with her tits and you're having a very hard time not staring at them, luckily she gives you a hand by picking your face up to look at her. She gazes into your eyes and you look back into hers. She gently leans down and kisses you, you kiss her back and your lips slowly part.

"We really have to get ready to go." She says with a disappointment in her voice.

"Okay." You say with the same amount of disappointment in your voice that she had in hers.

Rebecca gets dressed and you go into the bathroom, Rebecca goes out into the common room of the suite to grab your suitcase and bring it into her room for you.

"Oi, where's y/n?" Keeley asks, giving Rebecca a look.

"I let her use my bathroom to get ready."

"Where did she sleep last night?" Keeley asks with a raised eyebrow.

"On the couch, like she did the night before."

Keeley, not believing a word Rebecca is saying, gives her another look. "So what did you two do last night?"

"Nothing, we got in, chatted for a bit at the bar before it closed, came up here and went to bed."

"Mhm, so that's the story you're giving me?" Keeley asks.

"Yes, because that's what happened." Rebecca says defensively. She grabs your suitcase and brings it into her room and closes the door.

"I think Keeley knows what happened last night." Rebecca says.

"I think half of the hotel heard what happened last night, neither of us were particularly quiet." You say with a laugh.

Rebecca rolls her eyes at you. "I brought your suitcase in here so you can get ready." She says.

"Aw, thank you." You walk up to her and kiss her. "I can get used to this." You say with a smile.

"I think I can too."

You finish getting ready and you both meet Keeley in the common room. She gives the both of you a look and you both do your best to ignore her.

The three of you head out to the airport to catch your flight.

"Y/n, how did you get here?" Rebecca asks as you're walking out of the airport.

"I took an Uber." You say.

"Let me give you a ride home."

"Oh, sure, thank you!"

Keeley gives you both another look, you dismiss it and you both hug her goodbye. Rebecca's driver pulls up and you both get in. The drive to your flat is pretty quiet, both you and Rebecca scrolling on your phone with your fingers loosely interlocked. You pull up to your flat and you look at Rebecca.

"I'll see you at work tomorrow?" You ask.

"Yes." She says with a smile.

She pulls you in and kisses you and you feel your heart flutter. Your lips part, leaving a smile on both of your faces.

"Goodnight y/n." She says.

"Goodnight Rebecca."

You get into your flat and wave goodbye as the car drives away. You put your stuff down and collapse on your bed, you can't help but feel like a giddy schoolgirl. You would think that the past weekend was an amazing dream, but you know it's real. You have no idea how the two of you are going to navigate working together, especially if she wants to keep it a secret. Regardless, you really can't wait for work tomorrow.

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