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Hey, how are you doing? I hope you’re alright. 💕 I’ve been reading your status updates on Constellations and the Epilogue, and I just wanted to let you know that I think you’re amazing. Your writing is incredible and I love it. Your stories are so well thought out and the characters are ✨on point✨, and the plot is complex and detailed and aaahhh! It has me hooked! 🤩
And I understand how it hurts when you put so much effort and love into a story, only to post it and not see others be anywhere near as excited or invested as you are. I know how discouraging it can be. And it may be a little silly, but I do want to apologize for not commenting lately—life took some difficult turns for me healthwise around the end of last year and I haven’t been able to catch up! I’m still on Chapter 4 of Constellations! 😭 BUT Chapter 5 is open on my phone, and I am READY to read it as soon as I have the time (and mental energy, but that’s a whole ‘nother issue 😩). Don’t worry that your writing isn’t enough, or be discouraged if some readers don’t catch hints while others are figuring it all out seemingly too easily. Everybody reads and comprehends stuff differently, and it’s not a sign that your writing is bad if they don’t catch it! Honestly, I’m pretty bad at catching hints the first time I read a story unless they’re pretty darn obvious. I don’t usually notice subtle hints until the second, or third, or even seventh read-through, haha! (on the bright side, rereading stories and rewatching TV shows is always fun!) 😅
I guess what I really wanted to say is… don’t give up hope. Don’t lose your love and enthusiasm for your works, or feel like they aren’t worth writing because others don’t seem interested in them. At the heart of it all… at the end of the day… write because you love to. Because it makes you happy. And know that it doesn’t have to be “perfect”—the main goal should be that you enjoy it. That’s something I’m trying to teach myself, too. 💕
Thank you for taking the time to write this message and send it. I appreciate you're very kind words 💕I'm doing okay, I just had to take a step back for a bit from socials and stuff. I'm gonna keep that up for a while.
Please don't apologize for not commenting or taking your time reading. Your health always comes first, and I'm sorry if I came off as childish or needy, that wasn't my intention. Two things just happened that set me off and the timing of it was incredibly poor 😓
Please take your time reading; none of it is going anywhere, and don't feel obligated to leave comments either. i'm realizing that, even if chapters are short or long, finding the time to finish things is difficult, and everyone lives different lives. And I'm sorry about all the spoilers on this blog, I'll tag that better from now on.
But I really do think I got confused or disjointed in my perceptions; everyone here knows so much because i've been asked questions and given answers and people have interacted, so people following me here have more context than the average ao3 user. But I've kinda been expecting everyone to be on the same page, which will never be true.
I'm also the same way where it takes me a while to pick up on hints. I actually changed my writing style to prevent this. I got tired of reading books in college where you had to dive into every little thing. the hints and clues weren't obvious to me. I decided then that, when I wrote, I wanted things to be bold, obvious, but beautiful. I didn't want to make readers feel like they're missing something. I wanted them to trust that every answer, every clue would be answered in time. I made that promise to myself a decade ago, and being reminded of how different people interpret things just...made me remember.
I take writing really seriously, probably too seriously, but I've been doing it for so long and I love doing it. I want to be good at it. When it feels like I've gone back on that promise to myself, I get frustrated. I think of ways I could've fixed things. But I also remember that those books and those writing styles just weren't for me. I wasn't the target audience.
Sorry to go off on a tangent, but I wanted to explain why I got upset. I still love Constellations and I'm posting it on ao3 out of convenience, really. It's easier to reference and search there in one "Entire Work" than to have 5 documents open. The fact that others can see and read and have fun is a bonus. But I'm committed to telling this story, and I'm gonna finish with a bang.
Thank you, I won't forget why I'm doing this and that my thoughts/feelings come first! 😤I hope your health concerns are taken care of soon. Take it easy, and thanks again! 💕
#ask#this is very kind i'm sorry i worried people i was just REAL upset/mad#but i'm better now. i just needed to take a minute and refocus and remind myself of a few things#we're still chugging along#but seriously thank you for sending this. i'm really glad you like constellations! that means a lot to me#but seriously--health comes first. and DON'T FEEL PRESSURED TO COMMENT!!! 😤#okay love you bye~ 💕
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just wanted to add on to the anon that said that the lack of engagement is because some people don't know the books or don't like the kink. i'm kind of corroborating this because i only know acotar so i've only read the acotar fics so far since reading about characters i don't know really doesn't do it for me honestly (though i've seen some kinks i like like breeding with ithan and idk who ithan is but i will be tuning in anyway because i know you'll write it beautifully). also the thing with kinktober is that the stories revolved around the kink (lol) so i guess it's a given that not everyone is going to like all of them like i saw cassian had period sex and it kinda makes me uncomfy or lucien has sub and i don't like when reader is the dom because i'm just not one (unless i understood that wrong and it's reader who is the sub? idk) so i'll probably have to skip those ones but that doesn't mean i don't appreciate your writing or think that it's amazing and it's really not your problem (it's not you, it's me)
also, and this might just be a me thing, but i don't usually have time or am in the mood to read every day so i like letting fics kinda pile up and read them all when im really into it. i honestly read azriel's and then only checked today to see what more you wrote (and i have to say rhys's one was sooooo good, just truly a blessing)
i just wanted to say this because i really hate to think you'd feel discouraged or upset over the lack of engagement and to make sure you knew that these could be some of the reasons and that none of those have anything to do your writing or anything because you're seriously one of my favorites fanfic writers and even if i don't end up reading everything i can't even begin to tell you how much i appreciate you writing a fic for every day of the month!
You have some great points here for sure, I definitely considered that people wouldn't enjoy/care for certain characters, but I totally forgot to consider the kink part of it, which absolutely makes sense! I wouldn't want to make anyone uncomfortable or what not, and I understand the not having time/energy to read everything all the time because i get that way too!
I appreciate you taking the time to message me :) It's not that I'm upset per se, but you know how it is sometimes 🤷🏼♀️ maybe people are outgrowing this era and people have things going on too, it could be so many different things! I just miss the beginning when everyone was so engaged and bantering with me and sending me questions and stuff in asks. Just because my reqs are closed right now doesn't mean i don't want to talk to you all! 💙
well, anywho, thank you for the kind words and taking the time to message me 💙💙 I'm grateful for you all, more so than you know!
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came from your main, not super active on there bc i follow so many ppl my dash is always flooded BUT i find your blog in my following every couple weeks or so and look thru what i've missed🫣 and i try to avoid spam liking because i know some people hatee that
but i love love love your one piece oc. she is so <33. excited to see what else you post about her, the dynamic between her and Croc is just mwah! i've always loved the "mob boss who protects his girl, but shes a badass and protects him right back even if he doesn't reallyyy need it" vibes. hopefully that makes sense. also fake dating (marriage) to falling for each other is top tier. always.
idk wanted to send some love, it was your posts about Jojo that convinced me to start it. i'm not that far in to be honest, but i really like it so far. hopefully i'll be able to actually understand your posts about it soon :) and i just really like your blog (both of them), not just the fics but the little rants, the pictures of your scrapbook, and figurines and the stuff about your OCs. idk!! i don't usually send asks like this and i'm feeling a bit embarrassed but i really hope youre doing good and staying safe and healthy!
Waahhhhhh this is so sweet ???? Please feel free to “spam” me, I love it and I love talking to others!! I’m so happy you like my stuff, truly, it makes me smile.
And also I’m ???? 🥹🥹IM GLAD YOU LIKE MARIAM MARIAM LOVES YOU TOO SWEETIE 🫶 I WILL DEFINITELY TRY AND POST MORE FOR HER!!
But for real did I really make you start Jojo? I’m honored but also I’m sorry you had to see my cringe bullshit about it. Jojo is near and dear to my heart, and I try to keep that on the low key.
Seriously, this message was amazing and thank you for sending it, it really made my night and was what I needed!!! I love you lots my friend and I hope you’re doing well 💖
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hiii!!!
idk if you still remember me um. i feel so silly writing this be its been such a long time since i last wrote you any asks and i feel so bad ugshshsg:( but its essay anon here :3 im so so sorry i havent been here in such a long time but my life has been crazy. recently but im alive and well now. ready to talk about the midnight series if youll still have me... ive actually been meaning to write this for some time but ive been so anxious about the fact that its been so long:( im literally writing this in a break between classes at my uni LMAO. but i couldnt wait i had to write now be im rereading the series and ill explode (/pos) if i dont
im reading everything again bc i missed some updates and i decided. might as well reread the whole thing! and oh boy i love your writing so much!!! and this series makes me so happy seriously, some life stuff has been tough for me recently but this is bringing me so much joy :3 i need to let you know this hehhe .
and ohhh midnight scar how i missed him..... hes everything to me seriously:( i can talk abt him for hours i love him so much!!! im at midnights past now so ill fully catch up soon but im fighting the urge to get up and jump around my room in happiness everytime scar and tubbo have a wholesome interaction . i love them so so much
ill probably write something longer tonight when i get home but i just had the urge to write out all my thoughts now, i hope im still welcome here even though its been so long :( i want to write my thoughts about the later parts of the series if youre willing to hear them . i know im extremely late but better late than never right!!
but as always i hope youve been doing alright!! im sending you all my good energy im hugging you through my phone right now . :3 this is probably the shortest message ive ever written LMAO but youll hear from me soon again!!
ESSAY ANON!!!! :o I think about you often in fact <3 I'm so glad to hear everything's alright, even if hectic! Of course you're always welcome here, I love hearing from you <3 Never apologize for prioritizing real life, always take as much time as you need and you can always pop in whenever you want <3
🥺 rereading?? Oh I love when people reread 🥺 I'm so hhhhh <3 I'm so glad my writing can bring you joy during a difficult time!! <3
Midnight Scar my beloved.... I will not lie to you or anyone, Midnights Past was 100% my excuse to write fluffy DadScar and SonTubbo 🥺 I thrive off wholesome interactions between them two honestly hhhh
This also means you have not reached... mmm I am looking forward to your reaction to Midnight Alley :)
Oh you're always welcome here, Essay Anon, no expiration date <3 I'm so happy to hear from you again! I would love to hear your thoughts going forward, I always loved your little essays <3 It's never too late to ramble about fic!! You're also in time to join the angry mob that will probably come for my life soon-
Thank you!! <3 I hope everything gets better for you, Essay Anon, I'm so glad to know you're still around!! :D I'm sure I will hehe <3 I'll be here :D Well I might be at work but you know what I mean <3
#ask#Midnight Series#Essay Anon#ESSAY ANON BELOVED IS BACK#for those who weren't there in the Essay Anon days <3#for context Essay Anon was my first anon who would send little analysis reviews of my fic/chapters#Belle started sending me essays bc they saw I reacted positively to Essay Anon's <3
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PFP credit to Laulo821!
created: June 26, 2022
last updated: March 22, 2024
my alts: @addison-on-olemassa (my OC Addison) @pollizu (random polls and such) @ikaeon (my oc Ika, which doubles as Pokemon IRL)
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hi! I'm blue/bluizu, you can call me either :] welcome to my chaotic blog! I am genderqueer and transmasc, and go by any pronouns except she/her. I'm also demisexual and omni, because... guy and girl and enby preby,,,,,. btw, a reminder that I am a minor because I've been sent way too many inappropriate messages. also, spam likes and reblogs are absolutely allowed <3
(I take requests! I currently have a shit ton of art block, but here are the rules)
My special interest is geography, and i LOVE maps. I also adore Pokémon and the games!!!!You may find posts of me when i had a hyperfixation on Markiplier and Jacksepticeye. I've had hyperfixations of LOTS of other things, some of which can be found in the tag list below!
tags to block if it's not for you:
Blue is feeling blue: Vent posts (commonly about my former paranoia, depression, derealization, and sometimes my current body/gender dysphoria).
Blue is pissed: Anything surrounding hierarchies and/or inequality. I often forget using this, apologies!
Blue spam: When i... spam. Or just random nonsense. Bluizu roulette
Blue loves ISWM: Any Markiplier related stuff, excluding the Iron Lung movie.
Blue loves Toby: Any UNDERTALE or DELTARUNE related stuff, including anything else Toby has made.
Blue loves JJ: Any Jacksepticeye related stuff.
Bluebird: Photos of birds.
Blue can't draw: my art! I accept criticism, as long as it isn't blatant hate. I have been drawing for around 3 years now and I think I'm starting to find my art style.
Blue misses Varl: Any HZD or HFW related stuff. WARNING FOR SPOILERS
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Bluedew: Stardew valley. That’s it.
Blue is Zin: Furry art, fursuits ect.
Blue adores Marina: Animal Crossing, mainly Animal Crossing New Horizons.
Blue loves Venus Fly Traps: Any carnivorous plants, including my own Dionaea Muscipula.
Blue had phases: My old/ recurring hyperfixations (Pokémon, ratchet and clank, Spiderman, DSMP (FUCK WILLIAM GOLD), Minecraft)
Blue's hall of fame: my best posts/reblogs. ever.
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Lgtqia+-phobe. Seriously. Go away.
anti-fiction/otherkin. I'm otherkin, so piss off.
Anti-recovery. let us be happy. get help. /gen
Rad-inclus/exclus.
Ableist, sanist, racist, ageist. I'll admit, i have internalized sanism, but i never react on it and am trying to get rid of it. don't be a shithead.
Pro-life. it's okay if you want to argue with me about this. as long as you try to help me keep it civil and see my side of it.
Fascist. i am a socialist, kiss my tits about it.
Nft-bro. go fuck yourself lmao.
Porn blog. this includes kinks, and other suggestive things. I am a minor, and while kink is completely chill, i feel uncomfortable with such things.
Non-traumagenic/supporters. i know systems, and i don't want to make them uncomfortable. i choose not to take a stance on non-traumagenic systems, seeing as i am a singlet and don't know as much about OSDDID as others do.
Trigger warnings:
I use Queer completely untagged. it isn't a slur; it's been completely reclaimed by the lgbtq community.
I am a casual member of the Dream SMP community, and i absolutely understand if you have had bad interactions with the fandom, but if you feel comfortable enough giving me a chance i hope you'll feel safe here. the dream smp had been a big part of my recovery from depression, and they mean a lot to me.
i rarely forget to tag things like gore, but it happens, so be careful.
i will talk about past trauma on here, and it might trigger you, so block the tag Blue Is Feeling Blue to be safe.
that's kind of it! I'm going to update this from time to time, and this took longer than i expected, so there's definitely some errors here and there. but i hope this gives an insight to what i post/reblog here! have a great day :D
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Simulation Masterpost Time
Hi! I decided to make this ask reply its own post because it’s gonna be every haphazard detail I could think of that may or may not allude to it being a simulation--including things within the narrative and things that Sophie and Kevin have been up to.
@josephstern said: “if you guys ever want me to lay out every fucking tiny detail I’ve seen that I think points to it being a simulation, I’ll do that too” please god yes, your post explaining your rankings was super interesting but I’m not sure I’m 100% on board with the theory yet
So here I am! To be fair, I doubt it sometimes too! No theory is going to be totally untouchable and without holes. But I love going apeshit with Conspiracy Brain and exploring stuff like this, so here’s all the evidence I could think of as to why this might be a simulation. But remember it still might not be--I’m hoping everyone getting caught up in this simulation theory doesn’t mean people are going to be upset if it isn’t a simulation. Anyway, suspicious details below the cut!
How did everyone escape the crash (and being kidnapped by scary doppelganger robots) entirely unscathed? Peter’s injury didn’t even get worse in the crash, and they hit the planet’s surface hard. The ship was torn apart--why weren’t they?
Speaking of Peter’s injury, he gets up and walks to Rita’s computer cave despite the fact that he supposedly can’t even stand on his leg (transcript page 14). In my words in the Most Likely To Be An NPC post, “Sure, maybe Juno carried him, but I’d fully expect something like Juno picking him up to be a joke written into the script. I feel like it was deliberately left out.”
Also, the computer cave. Not only did the ship crash, but it crashed into the ocean. How are the computers even remotely functional?
Every character is acting oddly in different ways, but especially Juno. I’m just gonna refer everyone back to the Most Likely to be an NPC post here to cover individual character details. I will say, characters’ unusual behavior is the majority of the theory--Vespa is unusually aggressive, Juno acts vaguely like a golden retriever, Jet’s scene with the car is weird at best (here’s a fuck ton of Jet conversation because he seems to be under a good amount of debate in the theory), etc, so going through those posts is important!
See the Jet posts above for a lot of details about how weird the Ruby 7 scene is, but just in general--how did the Ruby survive the crash? It was bolted to the floor of the ship! I love the Ruby as much as anyone, but I’m just saying it’s weird that it’s not a warped ball of metal right now.
Also, along the lines of ernmark’s post on Rita’s role in the simulation, it’s very suspicious that they just happened to land on a perfectly serene island with everything they could ever need and no issues for food, water, shelter, or supplies.
Agent G refers to the place where the book is being kept as “Morpheus Maximum-Security Data” (transcript pg 35), and then sarcastically says “how imaginative”. Morpheus is the Greek god of dreams. Agent G is likely making a comment about how it’s a little too perfect for the scenario. This is 100% one of the most suspicious pieces of evidence in the bunch, in my opinion.
The general suspicious idea of a strange unknown figure dragging them all (and presumably whole chunks of the ship) from the water. What??
Before Rita has the chance to hack it, the security drone identifies Sneaky, the robot controlled by Peter, as an “unregistered male approximately six feet” (transcript pg 29). How does it know? That’s not information you can get from someone’s voice.
How did a thrown-together rocket made of thrown-together bots make it all the way to this incredibly difficult to reach and enter base (without being noticed at all) in a day? I mean, I love Rita and I think she can do anything if she puts her mind to it, but... really?
The most recent episode of “Writing Fiction Across the Void” with Sophie and Kevin was about writing satisfying endings and twists. They put a hell of a lot of emphasis on unreliable narrators, searching for inconsistencies, and not stopping yourself from making “it was all a dream” storylines if it has support. I feel like they’d enjoy holding that over our heads as a “we tried to warn you! we tried to train you!” thing. They specifically call out a way to signal that something is a dream as a place being “oddly idyllic”--see: why is the island just perfect to crash on?
Despite the fact that every character has a brief description of their entrance every time that they enter a scene in the transcripts, Juno does not have an entrance shown in the script at all when he enters Nureyev’s room acting suspiciously cheery. (Page 17, if you’re curious.) Plus, the transcript was posted late after the episode was dropped--it’s possible that suspicious descriptions like “too eager” had to be cut out of the script before posting it. However, I have not seen the production script for this episode yet, so if there’s something that alludes to this in the production script, feel free to call me out on it.
There’s all the details I can think of off the top of my head. Here’s some of my favorite speculation posts that elaborate on details and theories.
@jitterbug-juno ‘s post talking about some of the back and forth on Juno’s character activity -- the first person I’ve seen talking about how Juno might not be out of character at all!
This discussion from @jitterbug-juno and @iimpavidwrites was what got me hooked on the theory for the first time!
This discussion post from @darling-dearest-detective has some really harrowing ideas, especially regarding Sasha’s role in this and the significance of Peter’s depressing instrument!
And this post from @ernmark that I linked earlier in the post that talks about Rita’s role in this in particular, which is really good.
And here’s all my posts about the simulation theory so far: 1 2 3 4 5 I’m planning to put together another big post on the Juno issue and whether’s he’s in the simulation as an NPC or not, because I’m starting to see some stuff on both sides that fascinates me. So keep an eye out for that!
I hope this was a good collection of evidence for anyone who wanted it! If I missed anything I’ll reblog and add it on, as usual, feel free to ask me things and agree or challenge the points I brought up! I love the discussion and I love y’all. Have a good day!
#i know i'm missing some stuff so seriously send me messages or asks and i'll add stuff#tpp#the penumbra podcast#tpp s3#tpp s3 spoilers#s3 spoilers#tpp spoilers#tpp junoverse#simulation theory
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One more time
Summary: Alex regrets ever saying yes. All he wants is a second chance.
Trigger warning: Mentions of cheating, mentions of sex, swearing, angst
Author's note: my first piece off hiatus !! - you're a twitch streamer in this fic but it won't come up too much :) hope u like it <3
Based on: Break My Heart Again - FINNEAS
you sigh. your ex-boyfriend called again. you've been ignoring your phone for 5 minutes now. was he really this desperate?
you pick up your phone and slide the green button.
"what do you want, alex?"
"___, you picked up!"
he sounded extremely relieved, like he needs you to breathe.
"i did, now what do you want?"
alex sighed and leaned on a wall in his bedroom.
"can i come over? there's some stuff i still need to pick up."
you suck in a breath sharply. the air is thick and tense.
"no."
you clench the phone you were holding and bit your lip.
"i don't want to see you right now."
alex closed his eyes and pushed himself off the wall.
"i understand, you need time."
there was silence for a moment. neither of you wanted to say anything.
"if you want to come over that bad you can get your things tomorrow morning."
"sounds good. i'll be there around 11, okay?"
"fine."
"good-"
you ended the call.
"-bye..."
alex let his arm drop beside him. his eyes were watering, but he wiped it away with the sleeve of his hoodie.
it's his fault, he knew. but why is he still so upset? he shouldn't feel like this - it's is his own doing, after all.
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you open the door to your home. alex was standing on the porch with a few empty bags in hand. the morning sun blinded you slightly, making you squint at the man in front of you.
"hi ___."
"hello, alex. all your belongings are on the couch.
"great, thank you."
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he looks over as he's folding a shirt.
"what are you looking at?"
you say without looking away from your laptop.
his face was getting red slightly from embarrassment.
"nothing, you seem busy."
alex directed his eyes back to the clothes in front of him.
"otherwise you would've said something about me."
alex snickered slightly, trying to lighten the mood.
you sigh, holding your face in one of your hands.
don't say it. ___, keep it in. there's no point in fighting him. ___-
"if i wanted to make a comment it'd be about the fact you can't keep your dick in your pants."
god damn it, why did you do that?
he fell quiet. you hated his guts, but even you felt kind of bad for being so blunt with it.
a part of you still loved him. his loud, yet charming laugh. his sweet kisses. his adorable clinginess. his blushing face when you teased him.
you shake your head, trying to physically get rid of your pity for him. he doesn't love you anymore. he shouldn't, and neither should you.
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after filling the bags with alex's belongings he stood up and wiped his forehead. you waver from your work and look him up and down.
"you done?"
you asked him. he turned around and gave you a weak smile.
"yeah, i think so."
"good, you know the way out."
you turn back to your computer.
"___, wait. can i ask you something?"
you make eye contact with him, fully aware it makes him nervous.
"what do you want?"
alex took a quick breath.
"can we talk sometime?"
you look at him like he spoke an alien tongue.
"why the hell would i?"
"i want to talk about what happened between us. i hate that our relationship is so sour."
he set a step forward.
"i just want this to end peaceful - or at least neutral."
"why the fuck would i want to be peaceful with you of all people?"
"i hate ending things on the wrong foot, you know that."
alex stands his ground, making you livid.
"then we make up, and then what? you'll just break my heart again!"
you stand up, simultaneously pushing the chair away with your legs.
"then i can lay awake and think about why i even let you inside my house again in the first place?!"
if looks could kill, alex would be on the floor.
"fine. if you don't want to, then i guess everything will just stay the way it is."
alex turned around and grabbed his bags. there's no way he's getting through to you right now.
"oh, so now it's my fault?"
you slam your laptop and walk away from the table.
"well, i'm so sorry for being angry at you for cheating on me!"
you don't hold your anger in anymore, he crossed the line.
"i never said that, ___!"
alex yelled to match your energy.
you took a step back. the audacity to yell at you in your house.
"out. now."
alex grabbed the second bag of clothes and without a word walked to the front door.
"goodbye, ___."
alex pushes the door open and steps outside. you go after him but stop at the doorstep.
"fuck you!" you sob out. you grab the doorknob and slam the door shut.
your knees slowly got weaker and you sit against the front door, shutting your eyes.
~
it's been a month since you've seen alex. you've blocked him on everything since then.
you were doing a q&a on your twitch channel and everything was going well. chat was filled with questions and you answered the one's you could.
your thoughts were somewhere else, though.
you still miss him, you really did. alex used to watch your streams all the time. he sent you donations with cheesy pick-up lines, he called you during streams to make fun of you for dying in a game or just to chat while he's bored.
but that didn't happen anymore.
you realize you haven't said anything in a while and you apologize. your chat was spamming purple hearts and 'are you okay?'
"ah, sorry everyone, i'm still tired from yesterday. i think i'm going to end the stream for today, thank you all for coming!"
after saying goodbye you turn off your computer.
why are you still so obsessed over him?! he cheated on you! he even tried to cover it up with a bullshit story about "not being the first to kiss her," and "she forced me to," like someone would believe a lie like that.
yet, you still love him. something inside you wants to believe him, like he really was telling the truth.
~
the next morning you open twitter and scroll for a bit. you made a tweet earlier in which you stated you weren't going to stream today.
you looked at the trending topics and saw your name in bold letters. you clicked on it and read the first tweet that popped up.
'i really hope ___ is doing better, they looked so sad on stream :('
an image was attached to it - a screenshot from the stream you did yesterday where you were mindlessly staring at your computer screen.
you sighed. at least they're not thinking too deep about this.
you scroll further down, replying and liking a couple tweets saying you were alright, thanking them or cracking a joke. this should keep them off your back for a while.
after scrolling for a bit one tweet catches your eye. you clutch your phone as you read the comment.
'kinda obvious they miss quackity :/ it's a good cover-up story tho '
~
alex was staring at his ceiling. he'd seen the tweets about you - about him.
he hates this feeling. he hates the fact that he knows what you're thinking. he hates that he knows it's his fault. he didn't mean to. he didn't.
"come on, alex. you know you want it." the woman said.
"i told you, no! i have a partner!" alex pushed her away for the second time, trying to find a way past the girl and out of this small alleyway. he should've never gone to this stupid bar.
"tch, whatever. but know you'll regret rejecting someone like me!" the girl pushed him to the brick wall and fixed her dress as she walked away.
alex fixed himself for a minute and walked past the bar and into his car. he pulled out his phone and shot you a quick text.
'hey bb i'll be over in a few :)'
'don't come back.'
you responded almost immediately. alex froze as he looked at the screen.
'wdym?'
'you know damn well why'
you sent him a photo of him next to the bar in the alley. the girl was all over him while her lips connected lustfully to his.
'it isn't what it looks like, i didn't start any of this!'
you don't respond. alex tries to send you another text when an error pops up.
'unable to send message. user has blocked you.'
~
you hover your hand over your phone's keyboard. you thought anbout alex's offer to talk, and decided that maybe it was a good idea after all. you couldn't get your mind off him, you thought that hopefully getting some closure could help.
but how were you going to ask him? 'hey, i know i blocked number like a month ago but can you to meet me at some random park? see you there!'
after typing and deleting multiple texts you eventually landed on a message.
'hey alex, i've been thinking about your offer to talk it out, and i wanted to ask if you're still up for it?'
you send it and immediately turn off your phone and place it on the coffeetable in front of you. you did it, finally. you fall back on your couch and pull your knees up to your face, waiting for a notification.
after a nailbiting five minutes a light emits from your phone. you pick it up and read the name calling you. 'alex'. you take a deep breath and answer the phone.
"hi alex."
"hey ___, it's been a while."
you sit up straight, preparing yourself for the conversation you're about to have.
'yeah, you can say that."
the atmosphere was a lot less tense than you expected. it was weirdly... comforting? you can hear alex's raspy voice through the phone. has he been crying?
"i saw your text, you wanted to meet?"
"yes, i did. i wanted to get some closure, at least."
alex chuckled, his laugh making you a little flustered. trying to brush it off, you laugh with him.
"what's so funny?" alex asked.
you rolled your eyes and smile.
"you, dumbass."
he gasps cartoonishly loud. his goofy personality is something you could never get enough of. maybe you were wrong after all.
"ok, but seriously, when do you want to meet?"
he gets back on topic. you snap out of your smile and remember why he called in the first place.
"right, right. i'm free this whole week, you can choose when."
after some planning and back and forth, you decide to meet at a small family-run café in the afternoon. coincidentally, it's the same place you two had your first date.
~
you settle down at a table on the terrace of the café, the sunday sun greeting you warmly. you were a little early, so you decided to think of some questions. it didn't take you long to come to a few, though. your main question was the photo. what was that all about?
as you were handed a menu you saw alex walking on the pavement fidgeting with his fingers.
"hey! sorry if i'm late, i took the bus instead of my car."
he took the seat parallel to yours and exhaled.
"oh no, you're right on time. i was just a little early."
the waitress gave alex a menu and disappeared into the establishment. you both decided to stay quiet before getting on topic. neither of you want to start the conversation.
after both ordering and having surface level conversation for a while silence fell. you both know why you're here, it feels off to talk like nothing ever happened.
"okay-"
"so-"
you both start at the same time. alex awkwardly chuckles while covering his mouth.
"you first."
alex proposes. you nod and like magic lose the somewhat content mood you had prior. you steadily breathe in and pull out your phone.
"so, first things first; my main goal is to get closure and an explanation - there's no point in lying to me."
alex hums in agreement. you could tell he was nervous, you knew him better than anyone. you tap on your screen a few times until you reach the photo that was sent to you.
"now, i want a clear answer. what happened that night?"
you ask him firmly as you put your phone on the table to reveal the image.
"that's my ex-girlfriend."
alex said. you raise an eyebrow - his ex? you've heard some wild things about her and her antics, which is exactly why alex broke up with her in the first place.
"she said she wanted to ask me something in private. my dumbass said yes, because i can't pick up on context clues, apparently."
you cross your arms and lean back on the chair.
"you got that right."
alex looks up from the photo and makes eye contact with you.
"long story short, she pushed me to the wall and kissed me. i tried to push her off but she didn't let me go. after shoving her, like, twice she finally got the hint and left."
~
"so she set you up?"
"she hasn't changed a bit since all those years."
you say with a hint of condescension. his explanation made sense, and from what you heard he wasn't lying. your gut told you to believe him, yet your mind had an itching feeling that there was something else.
"are you sure that's all?"
alex flinched slightly.
"y-yes, ___. i don't know what else to tell you."
you mess with your hair a bit, clearly conflicted. there was nothing else, you knew that. but your brain wouldn't let it go. you decided it's better if you just sleep on it.
"alright, then.-"
you grab your bag and stand up.
"-i think we're done here."
alex stays seated and looks up at you.
"yeah, i think so."
you pick the phone up that's laying on the table. you pull out your wallet and put a $5 bill under your teacup.
"goodbye, alex."
"wait!"
alex stands up and grabs your wrist, the gesture scaring you little bit.
"are you still mad at me?"
those eyes. they're so pretty, almost sparlking. you snap out of it when he lets go, just realizing how weird it is to grab someone's arm out of nowhere.
"sorry, my bad. i wasn't thinking."
alex scratches the back of his neck.
"i'm still deciding if i can trust you, but i appreciate you showing up, at least."
"that's enough for me."
alex smile at you, not trying to pry.
"goodbye, ___."
"goodbye, alex."
~
you heard the chirping of the birds outside your window and groan. why is it already morning? you sit up and grab your phone from the nightstand next to your bed, the phone reading 11:23 - tuesday - xx-xx-xxxx.
you sigh and fall back onto your bed. you've been thinking about alex for a few days now, still not getting him out of your head.
after going downstairs and eating some toast you pull out your phone again, the clock now reading 12:44. you look through your contacts and eventually land on his name.
you hover your hand over the green pixels while sitting down at the dining table. you swallow audibly and click the call button.
it goes once.
it goes twice.
"___?"
'Hey alex, i wanted to ask you if you wanted to meet up again?"
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The Emilia Romagna 2022 GP killing me softly
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Have I been around 5-6 hours shamelessly procrastinating instead of coming here and unburdening myself of all the shit that was going through my mind after that race? Indeed, I have. And now I'm basically writing this late because yes, I'm a fucking mess 🤦🏻♀️
Of all the shitshows I was considering possible for this race, worst case scenario was the chosen option, I see. In the words of Günther Steiner, paraphrasing... probably: fucking hell. No way in hell did I see this shit coming, honestly. I hope this is the last time this crap is pulled during this season, otherwise I might have a stroke before the season ends. Marina and I were talking during the race and we came to the conclusion that I've become her during season 2021. Which is true. I worried, I almost cried, I shouted at my laptop, I cursed my way through the whole race, I hated on plenty of the drivers, and so on. And for what.
Anyway, I'm not sure I'll get passed this, it was terrible. No upsides, no fun stuff whatsoever. 1-2 from RBR + Lando 3rd 🤬, Daniel hitting Carlos in the 1st lap and making Carlos retire (not that I care much about Carlos, but good thing my boy went after the race to apologize to him like the teddy bear he is), Leclerc clowning (I'm sorry, darling, but you know it's true) at the very end of the race, Mick unfairly falling back to almost dead last, Lewis 13th (thanks to Ocon's penalty since he was actually 14th)... I can't even begin to describe the clownery on this one.
I might get burned for saying this again, but I'm truly angry at Mercedes. Like, seriously pissed off. From my perspective, as always, I see that yeah Toto apologized to Lewis for the shitty car, but Jesus Christ Torger Wolff, THEN DO SOMETHING USEFUL ABOUT IT SO THAT YOU DON'T HAVE TO, MAYBE? Like, they have our guy there trying stuff nobody knows what for anymore, having more weight put onto his tractor of a car and on the other side you have George (nothing against him) calmly swinging by ending up P4 with the "same" tractor. Excuse me, what!? I'll say it once (again) and I'll say it twice and I'll say it indefinitely until proven wrong. This is the year Mercedes HAS TO give Lewis everything to win this shitty championship, it's not the year to make him lose it, with no one else to blame this time but themselves. Otherwise, all the promises made and all the pain have absolutely no meaning. And I'm not denying that engineers, mechanics and everyone in the team have worked their asses off, because they have, as they always do, but the result doesn't show it at all.
And now we have Karen Horner saying that Lewis is after all an "eight-time world champion". When you say something without thinking you, deep down you mean it and, in the words of George Russell himself, that's a FACT! Okay, I need to stop.
Then, like it hadn't been hard enough already, I came to Tumblr to seek some solace after this crappy race, and what do I find? The saddest, most heartbreaking image from this day, Charles totally devastated after his failed attempt and resulting crash against the wall (ever so lightly that he could go on at least). I was sending an audio message to Marina while he crashed and I haven't asked her, but I was shocked at the very least, so the audio message must have been funny to hear 🥲 My poor little demon. It was a great effort, but ultimately wasn't bound to happen today I guess.
Last thing I wanna comment on, even though I haven't seen it myself and I had to ask what it was about (remember, I've missed almost 8 years of Formula 1, so I had no clue this happened) before saying anything about it, but apparently some tifosi fans have showed a very racist banner that happened to go viral a few years ago, as usual being racist to Lewis. What a shocker, huh? Worst thing is that most (if not all) media have showed it without remarking how disrespectful and wrong that was. No, no, they just showed if for a good 20-30 seconds and said nothing about it. Good job, Europe. Very, very nice. As if the act itself wasn't bad enough, you all just gave them screentime. For fuck's sake. It's 2022 and this just never seems to stop. Can we be any more stupid as a whole? I wish I could say no, but I know it wouldn't be true. We seriously NEED to do better. We've learnt nothing, it's so fucking sad.
Next race: Miami. New track in the US, which I wasn't looking forward to (even though I'm one US fan, but for more tourist and simple reasons). I mean, didn't we have enough with COTA? Where's Germany? Which has 2 fantastic and crazy tracks where we could enjoy very interesting scenarios, but noooooo. Jesus. Let's hope at least it's a better one, I'm not asking for it to even be a good one at this point.
Until then, peace out darlings!
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Updates and...A Request?
Number One (Update)
Character arcs are finished, I'm just struggling the last few fluffy chapters because I do not want to end this fic on the crest of an angst hill. Theoretically could it? Yes. Do I want it to? No. I want to bring this bitch full circle. I want Victor to [redacted] with Yuri.
I owe you guys a couple of sentences. I going to queue them tonight.
Number Two (Request)
This fic is unbeta'd. Also when I was reading back over the published two parts this fall I noticed a couple of typos and the like. If you notice--FOR THIS PART (when it's published) OR ANY PREVIOUS PART--any typos or errors, drop me a line, a message, an ask, a comment, telling me where and I'll fix it. I also think I might go back and very sneakily clean some things up to make sure my continuity is good as it occurs to me, so things may be a little "under construction."
ALSO ALSO if you think there are any tags I'm missing that I should add, please tell me. I'm terrible at tagging. I need to get better at tagging. My tags are mostly jokes only I find funny, and not actually, you know, effective tags.
Your help and continued support are deeply appreciated. If anyone has any questions/comments/concerns/fun pictures of dogs/ramblings they would like to drop my way, my inbox is always open.
(seriously it's always open send me stuff I like hearing from you)
#AtU#Across the Universe#I should probably delete this later#I will probably forget to delete this later#I told Betts I'd be done by the 19th so damnit I'm going to be done by the 19th.
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🐣🐨🦔🐢🐄🐸🐧🦭
DID YOU LIKE MY COUNTDOWN!? That was fun! I had fun. That was actually more fun than I thought it would be! There were too many good posts to name. It was very fun reading all your comments and theories. Though side note: animal anon has no problem with people joining her BUT it must be animals and it must not mess with my countdown. No statues! Animal anon does animals, not statues. Side side note: can someone settle the debate of if that emoji is a hedgehog or a porcupine? Because I have no idea. Side note side note side note: sorry if you got multiple asks in a day...my system isn't perfected yet so sometimes I send two (or three) because I forgot I sent one and didn't want to accidently miss anyone (also sorry if i did miss you, still perfecting the system, no one has been animal anon blacklisted, i promise!)
Anyway, GUESS WHAT TODAY IS!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 It's been one year since I started animal anon! How exciting is that?! Phew, what a year we've had together! I mean what better way to start this second year than some chaos since that's how animal anon started to begin with! I will admit, it was slightly stressful coming up with something to meet the occasion of this event. I hope the countdown and this post live up to it. No, I'm not going to reveal myself just yet.. maybe that will be for year 2...😏😏. BUT I will give you some fun facts about me! So let's see; first, I'm from the Midwest (so not Canadian, but close so I do have a slight accent), but I currently live in the TriState area. Second, I am a MASSIVE theater nerd. No, seriously I have been to 21 shows since Broadway reopened in September and I'm actually going to my 22nd tonight. I don't know if this makes that fact better or worse, but I've really only been to about 12 different show because out of those 22, 10 of those are one specific show. Third, I am fluent in German and English. Though, I suck at writing in German, I never learned how to, so don't ask me to do that please. Fourth, my favorite color is red, so you can guess my favorite Taylor album (and coincidently also the show I've been to see 10 times on Broadway...). Fifth, I love to talk A LOT if you couldn't tell by the essays I send yall. And lastly, I can also confirm I am not Taylor...but I will say that I do share something very important with her... tell me your guesses down below as to what very important thing you think Taylor and I have in common, and I'll send some extra animals to whomever I see gets it right first!
So contuining on with my dissertation here, this week I have been trying to figure out a prompt to live up to this occasion. As I already mentioned, my system isn't perfect! And I've been thinking a lot about community lately and how that's been lacking for so many because of Covid. So what I want yall to do is if you get this dissertation of mine, please send a message, post, anon, whatever you want to at least 1 other blog (though you can do more), telling them something you like about them and giving them an animal emoji! That way we can keep spreading the love all day long to as many as possible! 🥰
As always, you are all brilliant, kind, worthy, beautiful and as this past week has shown, hilarious and unique human beings. No seriously, some of your posts had me kneeling over in laughter. If you would so like, you can tag #animalanon so I and everyone can read all your lovely posts! IM STARTING EARLY TODAY SO WE CAN PARTY ALL DAY LONG BECAUSE I LOVE YALL SO MUCH 🎊 🦥🦁🐯
HAPPY 1 YEAR ANIMAL ANON 🎉🎉🎉
Also I don’t really know the difference between a porcupine and hedgehog??? But the emoji only comes up when I type hedgehog.
I’m SO jealous that you’ve been to Broadway so much! I’m supposed to see Hamilton on tour this June! I was supposed to see it in 2020, but you know…. Stuff happened…..
I’m guessing that you share a birthday with Taylor? My best friend’s baby brother does 😊
also sorry I was busy yesterday so finally getting around to this ~celebration~
#animal anon#i am blowing a kiss toward the tri state area#which I totally knew wasn’t just a place in Phineas and Ferb
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BTS SCENARIOS/REACTIONS/ONE-SHOTS
Jungkook's One-Shot
Topic: His ex comes back to your lives when you two married and tries to get him back by creating problems inbetween you two...
Genre: Angst/Smut/Fluff
Warnings: Smutty, Angsty Contents ahead...
Rating: 18+ along with angst and drama
The following first few chapters would be though fluff and a little smut...
Part 1/Chapter 1
A/N's POV
You and Jungkook have been married for 5 years now! You were living an incredibly happy life with your love and tomorrow was your 6th Marriage Anniversary!! You were very excited about it and here you were in the kitchen, swinging around to the music while preparing lunch... You drifted back to some golden memories of yours and Jungkook's!
You were still not graduates when you two fell deeply in love and decided to get married, your family was against the relationship cause neither of you had jobs... And you were already broken without any hopes, but Jungkook still stayed strong and kept the idea of running away and marrying... He was ready to leave his family, and everyone just for you, just so that he could be with you, the person whom he cherished with all his heart and was so sensitive about ❤️
Thus, just after giving the final examinations, you two ran away together without a letter, message or anything behind, to start a new life! Your elder brother along with Jungkook's friends supported you a lot with this relationship! It was a small marriage with just your brother and his friends... The priest said the vows and the lovely speech he gave on your marriage... It was the first time he was the cause for your tears and that too tears of happiness! ✨
Then that kiss!! You still couldn't get over the feeling of his soft, plumb lips on yours pressed against tightly and moulded perfectly into each other... He was the only one who could make you feel that happy and protected! You just love this guy! And now after the lovely, dramatic marriage you two got a house to live in with the help of your brother and his friends! Seeing Jungkook and yours capability, both got jobs and earned a living together from a small one bathroom-kitchen-and-bedroom to a five storey luxurious apartment!
He didn't like the idea of you overworking yourself when he was there and thus he got you leave your job and enjoy your life at home and you just didn't argue cause you know it wasn't that he did it cause it hurt his pride but cause he cared for u and wanted to give you the best living he could give! And being a housewife didn't feel boring or like a jail when it was being Mrs Jeon! Everyday cooking for him and trying out different dishes just to impress him even though you know he'd like anything as long as it was made by u! Then standing at the door and waiting for the most handsome guy yet alive on earth!
And as he comes back, first see that bunny smile that lit on his face just for u and only u! Rest it never appeared for anyone apart his family and friends... Family that is long lost now... But neither of u regretted your decision to leave your family behind just to be with each other!! ❤️ After the smile your mischievous bunny lifting u up in his arms and pressing you against the wall just to talk dirty though which always ended in giggles from both your mouths and a sweet kiss before letting u down if it wasn't that he was turned on...
For child well... You can't become a mother... Both of you were really sad to know that, specially u as you felt guilty to be not able to give Jungkook a child... A little one of himself or you... It was a really depressing period of life for u but Jungkook seemed to be more stronger and mature than u on this topic and believed that he no longer needed anything if he got you and after knowing this assurance from his mouth, you felt better and better day by day until u forgot about all those regrets and moved on that depressing period!
As you were engrossed in your memories, the bell rang taking u out of your thoughts and u ran towards the door knowing who could it be at this time of the day! You opened the door just to meet the boxy smile you were expecting to meet, a handsome friend of your husband standing at the door with two cakes in his hand! One was for tonight's 12:00am night party and other one for tomorrow's evening celebration... "Hi Taehyung-ssi! Thanks a lot for bringing the cakes! If it weren't u, I wouldn't have been able to execute this surprise party out!", you said thanking the still smiling boy standing on the doorway before inviting him in...
You and his six friends, Taehyung, Jimin, Namjoon, Hoseok, Yoongi and Jin had decided to surprise your lovely husband with a barbeque party in your big yard at sharp 12:00am and ofcourse along with all the other stuff, cake was required for some delicious desert apart from all the grilled dishes you were going to have... Taehyung was incharge for the cake and it was done! Jimin and Yoongi were incharge for barbeque stand, tables and chairs and tents as you were going to sleep in your yard that night playing games and enjoying yourselves!! Rest of the boys were incharge for the food and you were to make sure that it is a secret until midnight to Jungkook! Jin was going to be the chef tonight!! It wasn't that you didn't cook great but this guy! Damn! His cooking skills were better than your mom's!!
Taehyung helped you keep the cake in the spare fridge where Jungkook never gave a glance... And now you called the others to update yourself with the status till now... Everything was done... The chairs and all were set! Food was bought which included chicken, salmon and other meats! Spices for marination and some leaves and veggies for garnishing the dishes... Afterall Jin left the plates with perfection! Though this time we didn't have any plates, instead sticks for the barbeque but Jin is Jin and you don't have any problem as long as food is made by him!
You cooked the lunch for all the six boys and yourself, Jungkook wasn't coming home until late evening so no worries till then... After eating your lunch which was Kimchi Cheese Bokumbap (Kimchi Cheese Fried rice), all the tired boys threw themselves on your big couch while you giggled seeing the tired men... It looked like a mother smiling at their son who just came from playground all tired and worn out...
It was past 8 pm at night and you knew Jungkook must be on his way to the apartment, thus all the boys hid themselves in your spare room, again a place being where Jungkook almost rarely went and which was half the time empty, except when your brother came to live with you two in the summers as he had one of his company's branch here which he looked after in the summer months of the year... The bell ranged and you excitedly ran to the door like a little girl does when he hears her father come... Though it was your husband not father but definitely, no doubt he was your daddy in bed!
As you unlocked the door, in revealed the most handsome, sexy and hot husband in his formal uniform! The uniform just made him look even more attractive and hot, the belt which gave you memories of nights when he tighted your hands with them, the watch gave a boldness to his wrist and the tie with button up shirt made him look so much masculine, not like he wasn't already, but just a smile could change that masquiline self to a soft ball of fluff! And seeing you his tired yet just fucked up kind of look changed into an excited, happy bunny who lept on you like a lion does his pray...
His bunny teeths never missing to showcase themselves, as he pressed you against the wall, which was his usual habbit, and then tugging you a little up such that you were now sitting on his thighs against the wall... He moved his face to your ears which already sent chills down your spine and make your body rub against his thigh from anticipation! Seeing the eagerness in you, he got even more turned on and whispered in a deep husky voice, "Baby is already getting so eager for daddy? What does my little kitten want her daddy to do? Should he just fuck her or should he tease her a bit more?"... Saying this his nose trailed down your jaw line and then to your neck...
You threw your head backwards and knew where it was going... It was another one of the nights where your lovely husband came home hard on and would just fuck you then and there... But even though u wanted it so bad... You had guests at your house which were to be kept a secret till midnight and also not to make them hear your moans and erotic noise from sex... Thus you had to leave your bunny boy unsatisfied this night... Though you'd make up for it tomorrow, on your wedding anniversary!
"Jungkook not today please! I'm... I'm.... I-... I'm on my periods" you lied not being able to think of a better excuse! But this guy ain't taking no shit! "Y/N... I remembered the date was 25th... And it's still 11th...!?" he asked raising his eyebrows... God! You suck at lying but definitely you had a simple answer to this one though... "I started with them early!"... Another lie but he just nodded and let you down and then again smiled widely before peppering your face with a thousand kisses! "If you need anything, pads... Tampons... Heat packs... Or pils... Just ask me and I'll get them for u! Okay baby?" he asked while caressing your cheeks with his thumb to which you nodded like an innocent child...
He then went inside to take a bath in your shared bedroom while you took a sigh of relief just to be met with coughs behind your back making you stiffen up... Ugh! You didn't want them to hear all that though... You turned around just to meet with six smirks thrown right at your embarrassed self! "Eager for Daddy!? Huh!?" Jimin said to which you scoffed... "And Periods.... Like you seriously couldn't get a better excuse" another one added just to receive another scoff from you... You send them back to their hiding place as you heard the shower stopping and door opening...
To be continued in the next chapter... It's gonna be dirty though with a game of Truth/Dare 😏 Angst is yet to come... First let's have some fluff and smut to prepare you for the heartbreak! 😁 Pics taken from Pinterest! DO NOT COPY MY WORK! OR REPOST IT ANYWHERE!
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hi leï! 31, 33, 40 and 44 for the ask game, please? also seeing 911 content on your blog I just... mwah! your blog is so pleasing to scroll through ⭐ and please know that even if 70% of what's on your blog is from interests we don't share i'm still here in my imaginary leï fanshirt cheering you on ("you go girl! do your thing weeeooo you're amazing") because you seem so lovely and kind and interesting and honestly deserve so much happiness. also if i ever in like...... months...... years...... create a 911 sideblog i'll tell u and reblog all of your stuff. have a lovely evening and keep going! -🍊💌💫
hey sweetheart ♡ your messages always put such a huge smile on my face and i hope you know how much i appreciate you ♡ you are such a kind person and thank you for taking the time to write me, it means a lot ♡ and i have to make some 911 stuff again it's been a while! and you're seriously the sweetest i'd follow your 911 blog no thoughts, head empty! i'm sending you all my love ♡ and once again thank you ♡
31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks.
i love socks because i have huge feet and wearing socks make my feet appear smaller and result in people not saying "ooh your feet are huge" which is always a bonus. and i'm boring i only wear black clothes and that means only black socks too. and yeah i sleep with socks because i like my big ass feet to be warm ^^ i do have waaaaay to many black socks tho, like over 30 pairs of socks bc when i lived in paris i went to primark and they had 7 pairs of socks for €1.50 and i just took all the packages i could find with my size on them because here like 3 pairs of socks cost like €10 and i was not about miss out on that bargain
33: what's your fave pastry?
oooh cinnamon buns, cannoli, millefeuille, and pain au chocolat. OOOOH how could i forget tarte aux fraises? oooh i love a good tarte aux fraises.... i want one now
40: think of a piece of jewellery you own: what's it's story? does it have any meaning to you?
yeah i got a gold chain that has been passed down to me, i look like a blinged out rapper wearing it but i always have it on because my dad gave it to my mum as a gift when i was born but when they divorced she didn't want it so my dad gave it to me
44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?
yeah not to sound like a complete sad little shit but i seriously can't remember. i hope i'll know that feeling and have the possibility to remember that in the future tho
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[October 13, 2020]
♡ Mercury retrograde in Scorpio is happening tonight. I can already feel/see it's influence. It also doesn't help matters that my current household is primarily made up of Scorpios or Plutonian individuals (most of my roommates are "essential workers" like EMTs or caretakers). Brad (the most Scorpio of the house) has called for a rare consideration; that there be silence in the living room (communal space) when he comes home. He's never asked for that before. This feels very symbolic of Mercury Retrograde in Scorpio. A moment of silence in our otherwise very talkative household. Besides that, he's coming home right around the time MRX/Scorpio would be officially beginning.
♤ Identifying omens is part of my practice. It's one of my oldest, foundational, cornerstones of how I communicate with the Universe and my guides. When you notice something (really notice it) to the point that it stands out in your mind and you end up thinking on it all day, it is an "omen". A symbolic representation of the message the Universe is sending you. I was given an omen by the Universe yesterday as to the immediate future/Mercury RX in Scorpio. I was outside (smoking) when I saw a hawk soaring in the air, being pursued by two black crows, and navigating around their assaults. The hawk (personally) represents my spiritual vision/focus/accuracy. The two crows, I believe, represented thoughts that attack my focus. I.e. Huginn and Muninn, thought and memory. Although, Huginn and Muninn are technically ravens. Not crows. I still think the message from the Universe is to tame my PTSD/where my mind goes/stay focused on my goals instead of letting my negative thoughts pick at me.
Also kind of reminds me of the qliphothic sphere/inverted sphere of Netzach. Where the "crows" pick at the beauty of Source. Another reminder to keep my inner criticism from attacking my spiritual focus/my ability to see the beauty in my life and self.
Two other people in the household got omens on the same day as me. One person got a vulture eating roadkill on the side of the road, the other got a brown cricket. Since the vulture means rebirth and ressurection through shadow work, I think the household is going through a transitional phase (what affects one person in the house typically touches all of us). I am not certain on the brown cricket, however. Good luck? What struck me the most about it was that my roommate was trying to catch it...and it always knew when to hop away just in the nick of time.
♧ I've been rearranging/unpacking my boxes from Seattle finally. For a long time now, I've just been living out of boxes, and refusing to do much magic. I didn't even set up my altar when I got all my stuff back from [Redacted abuser]. It's taken awhile to even get myself back to directly communicating with my guides...much less the Universe/Source. Anyways, I'm finally going through my boxes, and setting up an official altar area. When I was getting into my old rock and crystal collection (I was into that stuff way back before I realized how harmful the crystal/gemstone trend is for Earth's environment), I found an old piece of Mookaite that I friend gave me. And I shit you not, the thing physically vibrated in my hand when I touched it.
I've been holding it ever since. Have totally and honestly forgotten all the exact properties of the stones I own. It's been such a long time. I was also practicing "crystal/crystal energy psychicism" when I was homeless as a means to survive the streets so...I'm pretty sure my PTSD is blocking a lot of that information out.
I guess it's time to rediscover crystals again? Not buying any new ones. Just utilizing the ones I already have to the best of my ability. I feel like it was wrong that so many of them were taken from the ground to be pretty baubles for people. I might as well make it worth something by using them to help myself/others/incorporate them into my active life so they hold meaning.
Mookaite feels very grounding and soothing already. It feels like a very receptive stone, inviting energy into it much like organic pearls do. I also notice that it has almost a dream/trance-like affect to it's grounding energy. I think maybe I'll take time to meditate with it tomorrow.
◇ Brad pretty much runs the household that I live in. Further details; I live in a BDSM polycule, Brad is one of the doms. One of Brad's relationships was very close to being homeless recently. While normally, being homeless is... [redacted PTSD disassociating moment] being non-binary and homeless during COVID-19 is even worse. So we took them in. Inevitably, we had to make some major adjustments (about space, because technically we're fitting 9 people in a 2 bedroom house). It's been a test of adaptability through chaos for everyone. One of the major areas of contention is that everything inside the house is getting moved, rearranged, or tossed. And some people (mainly [redacted name]) is absolutely 100% terrible at adapting to change, unless someone is literally dying. Also, while I get that none of this can really be helped, I'm also a bit annoyed by the sudden introduction of someone new.
But even if I'm annoyed by it, I wasn't about to say "no" when Brad told us what was going on. I'm not a monster. I was homeless too and Brad helped me get off the streets. This person, while I don't know them well enough to make a judgement, deserves the same chance that I did to get stable in an era where stability is a pipe dream.
I'm actually not the one having the hardest problem. Surprising, it's the spirit of the house that's having the hardest problem. Our house is an old 1950's model built at the corner of a crossroads. Technically the house kinda exists as a liminal space. And there's so much stuffed inside of it that theoretically anything *could exist* in the house. Sometimes weird shit pops up and then disappears. It's very similar to the Seattle house I lived in when I was with [KILL BILL SIRENS] but has less of a metaphorical underworld cave vibe and more of a Howl's Moving Castle vibe. Anyways, the house itself is having a bad time adjusting to all the change/cleaning that the new roommate is doing...because it keeps hiding and moving (specifically) all the stuff that the new roommate has. They're not a stoner. They have a decently good memory. And I know that nobody in the house would do something like that. Plus, they apparently heard disembodied laughter right after discovering something was missing. The genuis locci (house spirit) is fucking with 'em hard.
I've never seen the genius locci do this before. The worst it ever did to me was hide a really expensive Egyptian cotton pillow case once. It eventually spat it back out after cuddling with it, I imagine. Seriously; Egyptian cotton sheets. Get you some.
So after the 100× time today that the new roommate was swearing about their missing things, I suggested that maybe they need to butter up the genius locci with gifts. Kinda romance the house a bit. Give it something so that it builds a relationship with the spirits that live here. They're a (self-professed) baby witch whose background is Jewish. They mostly excel at kitchen witchery (for now) and incorporating the works and wisdom of the Torah into their life. So they weren't too certain on ritualistic offerings to a house spirit. But with some suggestions from me and listening to their own intuition, they were able to put something quick together. It's nice to see people using magic around the house and learning new skills. And to their benefit, I felt the house chill out a bit after the ritual/gift giving was done.
I have been giving the house/my guides a portion of my nightly tea every now and then. It's honestly nothing fancy but I figure small gifts count for something right?
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Hello, I'm pretty sad rn. My daddy said he's been feeling distant and I have reassured him I'm here for him. But, sometimes I don't hear from him at all for a day or two...or if we do text, he only sends a good morning text and that's it. I don't want to blow up his phone with messages. He's gotten better these past few weeks but now he's playing video games most of the time. He says he misses me, but I don't know if I should believe him or not.
Well I'll start by saying that we are in some trying times right now with COVID-19 affecting much of the world. We all seem to think Doms are huge confident macho never worry about a thing men, when in reality we have the same fears and worries as everyone else.
My example is right now I am partially furloughed and not working at all because most elective surgeries around the country are being cancelled. I'm home every day with my kids who are also out of school. It has affected me and my psyche a lot when it comes to being a Dom. Not being able to get out, travel for work, etc takes its toll on me. It can affect my normal daily communications and I tend to get inside my own head overthinking stuff. This makes me distant too.
There's a chance that's exactly what's happening with him. It's not an excuse, and not talking for a day or two isn't acceptable, but if he's been really good at it before and just now seems to have this issue then maybe give him a bit of time, keep reassuring him you're there, and above all Else don't disappear too. Message him more than you have been, do t worry about "bombarding" him. Chances are the more you let him know you're there the more he will realize he's doing a disservice to you.
Be honest. Tell him you are worried, tell him you're sad, tell him you need more interaction. He won't know without over communication, especially if he's in his head. Tell him in no uncertain terms how you feel, and what you need or want to fix it.
As far as the video games, if it happens to be the new animal crossing, it's very addictive so I can't fix that one 🤣🤣🤣. No seriously, tell him your concerns without hesitation. Don't attack, don't be rude, but tell him exactly how you feel and that you think there is an issue to be fixed.
Communication. That's always the answer.
Edit:. I bolded a line for a reason. The key is if he's usually been really good and is just suddenly distant then something has caused it and hopefully he will let you in to find out what it is. Normally my message would be simple, it's unacceptable, and it really is, however there is a lot going on out in the world right now and it effecting people in different ways. He could just be withdrawing from stress and concern about all of this crap happening. You won't know unless you ask. This is one instance I think it's worth NOT jumping to a conclusion if this is atypical of his normal self.
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17th of March, 2020
"The One with the Messages Upon Messages"
Sit down for this. Grab some refreshments. It's gonna get real.
It was 8 AM in the morning when I checked the platform mentioned in my previous post and saw that our class chat was the only empty one. (Well, okay, it's technically a chat for both classes in our year but whatever.) So, it's empty, right? After about five minutes of persuading myself to be brave, I sent the following messages:
S: "...and this is the only empty one left. 🦗🦗"
S: "We officially start [classes] tomorrow, right?"
It didn't take a minute for me to get a response that made my heart stop.
V: "Yes. 🙂"
I completely freaked out, let me tell you. I was not prepared to see that name and profile picture flash up, especially not that soon.
S: "Nice. Until then, I'll learn how to use this platform somehow. 😅"
Bookworm Friend (BWF in texts): "Me too, I think. 😁"
V: "Won't be much of a secret 🙂"
V: "If you'll want to use the video, you'll need a webcamera/your phone's camera and a headset/phone."
S: "I'll manage that, thank you. And I'll find an acceptable backdrop somehow. 😂"
[A/N: When V said you, she was only talking to me. In our native tongue, the singular you, which she was using there, differs from plural you.]
I was ecstatic! 8 AM of Day 0 and we'd already had a conversation. Things simply couldn't get any better than that...
Yeah. I guess I didn't know what was gonna go down yet.
It was about 11:40 AM-ish when I got a Google Classroom notif which made me stop cleaning in my room. There she was, Miss V mode activated, with one bloody long message. Even here, we had to share a course with the other class. Fantastic. I was just about to complain into my diary when a message notification from The Platform That Shall Not Be Named flashed up, sent by someone with a Very familiar profile picture. But only upon opening it, after screaming about it profusely, did I realise that it wasn't sent into the class chat.
V sent me a DM.
V: "Would you please tell [Curly Friend] to give me a valid e-mail address, because I can't send him the classroom code.."
I was bloody losing it. She could've chosen anyone from his class (WE AIN'T EVEN CLASSMATES) or who's friends with him, but no. For whatever reason she might have had for it, V approached me. She wanted my help. And I was honestly incredibly honoured that she did.
S: Sure!
And I immediately slid on over into Curly Friend's DMs to tell him about it. Okay, it was moreso me screaming at him to message her before I die from a cardiac arrest. His response? "Ok calm yo gay ass". Lmao. Nobody's ever told me that before but it was long overdue. And as I was speaking to him, I got another message.
V: "thank you 🙂"
I really need to make a "Thank you!" counter. I'm still entirely sure it's what we say to each other most often.
V: "but you can invite him here, too"
S: "To the English server? I just need to send him the code for that, right? 😅"
V: "yes, i think he'll know what to do"
S: "He definitely will. I'll send it right away."
And then, all was silent for until about an hour, when the folks from the other class started getting active in the chat. And with them, so did V, chatting as eagerly as I've never heard or seen her before. Of course. Classic introvert. Put her behind a screen and she'll thrive. When some guys tried to convince her to give us unlimited time for the upcoming test, she even sent a selfie (A FUCKING SELFIE) where she's with her cat, saying "The kitty tells me not to listen to you." YOU DON'T GET IT THAT IS THE CUTEST SHIT EVER.
Then things went apeshit. From my idiot of a cousin using informal pronouns with V to invite her to a video call (she was chill about it though, just told him not to do it with a smiley) and people cursing casually in the general chatroom meant for everyone in the server, to the other class boys adding some guys who haven't gone to my school for about 3 years now and have nothing to do with V. Things started turning into an animal farm instead of a server and me and my friends were outrageously bored. It took them some convincing, but the result was this DM:
S: "Miss, I know, saving space and we're covering the same thing and stuff, but... can't we separate the two classes instead? Just here, on [The Platform That Shall Not Be Named]. Some of us are starting to go mad."
My friends' circle kept on fuming and I waited. The response arrived in some 10 minutes.
V: "Well, we could."
S: "If it's no trouble for you, Miss, we'd be thankful 😅"
And thus, the woman of so many of my dreams stepped into action, changing from dorky, fun, lower-case-and-emojis V to serious, determined, pristine grammar Miss V seemingly in the blink of an eye. She created two separate chats. Of course, it was not an easy or a fast process, inspiring messages like "put me back into [my class] bitch", that made my blood boil. She threw one of the additional boys out and demanded the other's name. "Those, who won't disclose their real names will be kicked out. Sorry." After he made up some silly ass fake name, V just wrote: "I don't have a student like that, ban." And as we all reacted to it with hysterical laughter in the form of emojis, V just writes: "That's that." AN. ICON. Go home, everybody. V wins.
The next minute, in our fresh, new class chat for only my class this time, the following message arrives:
V: "Dear [Class], I separated the two bunches, because they couldn't behave."
The six thank you–messages that followed (one of them mine) is pretty telling. And V was pretty fucking mad. Before I texted her about it, she was completely silent, but now, she was agitated. Her later message to a girl looking for the class chats writes: "Everyone can only see their own [class], because SOME PEOPLE started trolling the others."
That evening I had homeroom over The Platform That Shall Not Be Named, as my homeroom teacher finally learned how to use it since yesterday's Messenger call, when she mentioned asking V, who was sitting next to her during the faculty meetings all day, to teach her. I would've paid good money to see that, to be honest.
See, guys? This is why I'm so in love with who V is. She's a lovable little dork, yeah, but she's so much more. Always right there when you need her, whatever for, and takes it incredibly seriously until the very second the deed is done. I couldn't be more thankful for having her in my life.
~ S ♡
[Every story I share here, no matter how specific I get with my wording, depicts actual events from my own life.]
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"She called the cops?!" gang!Ashton (Golden Star Fanfic)
A/N: Hey, yo guys! :) So, third part is heeeeere. You guys really did hit the likes last chapter and here's your reward. I don't know yet how I'm going to do this, but I'm trying to be away from the usual "he's a bad boy, but he's so sweet to me", like, hell no, he's a fucking criminal. I don't want to do this too heavy, but I don't want to be another soft story either. Let's see how it goes.
Remember: The next chapter only comes if this one gets, at least, 30 notes.
Summary: Ashton vanished from your life, apparently, but you know he always keep an eye on you. Well, not him, but always a partner and that day, Calum. But he's not the only company for the night.
You can find the previous parts here.
Hope you guys like it, don't forget to reblog, so I can know that there's someone out there liking my stuff. 💋
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Another three months have passed without you hearing about Ashton or the Golden Star. You kept seeing his partners everywhere you got, but after too many useless fights with the blonde man you just gave up, knowing that talk to him was like talk to a door. Even though they were there to protect you, you couldn't not fear them, they were a gang, after all. Some days you wondered what would have happen if you haven't stopped to help Ashton, what the gang would do, what your life would be. Not that it had change this much, apart of always having an (probably) drug dealer on your feet, your life kept the same. Work, home, some bars with friends... Nothing too much. Most of times you forgot about the guys following you, specially if they were older, they usually did anything to keep hidden, this job too boring for them, the youngers were the problem, you lost count how many times your friends got worried and you had to text Ashton so he could say to the guy back off.
"Hey, Hood." you said when you got home. His motorcycle parked at your front yard was odd, he was hidden most of the time.
"Everything's good?" he asked passing his hands through his hair.
"Yeah, why?" you were trying to open your door, but with the amount of stuff on your arms it was hard.
"Let me help you." he got closer and took your stuff.
"Thank you." you said after getting in on the house. "What happened? I never see you."
"Luther said that a guy was following you." he said and your eyes got wide. "Here just to make sure that everything is OK. You saw anyone?"
"No." you deny. "You wanna come in, right?"
"Yeah, I was supposed to go in without you knowing, but I thought it was best to ask."
"Please. And is not like I have a choice either." you opened the door and saw Calum getting his gun from his jacket after lighting off his cigarette. You rolled your eyes, knowing that the Luther guy was probably overreacting and let Calum look around the house, waiting for him in the living room until he come back. "So?"
"All clear."
"You know, have you guys always on my back is more dangerous than live on my own."
"I highly doubt. Anyways, I will be at my spot if you need anything."
"That's OK. Do you wanna eat something?" you asked while walking to the kitchen, the last time you had eaten was in lunch, you were hungry as hell.
"You know you deal with this way too well?" he laughed and followed you sitting on the bench at the other side of the counter.
"Realized that I can't beat Irwin, you guys are staying until he gets tired of me, so... Just going with the dance." you hand him a jar full with chocolate cookies. "Secretly I'm always in the middle of getting an panic attack."
"Ashton is loyal to who matters. You saved his life, the only way he would let you go is if you die." he eats one cookie. "This is good." you give him a glass of milk as well, the six foot man in front of you almost looking like a child while eating. For a briefly moment you almost forgot who he was.
"My mom's recipe." you smiled going out of your gaze and taking a cookie and milk yourself. You two eat in silence, it's not like you two had a lot to talk about, actually that was probably the first time you two talked for so long. "Well, since you're not going anywhere, make yourself home, you don't need to freeze outside." you take your stuff again, going out of the kitchen while he's looking at you, surprised. "Going with the dance, Calum. Good night, please don't steal anything."
"You have my word." he said while sitting on the couch and rolling his eyes. "Which is nothing to you, I know."
"At least you understand better than your friend." you smiled going away.
It was about 3AM when you felt an hand on your mouth, you woke up in desparation only to see Calum keeping your mouth shut and making a sign for you to be in silence, showing you his gun.
"What the fuck?" you asked whispering, he nodded to your window, it was when you saw the blue and red lights. Someone called the police.
"You did this?" the usual nice expression of him was terrifying and you just shook your head, too afraid to say anything. "You sure?"
"Calum, I was sleeping!" you hissed in a whisper. "I don't know what's happening." suddenly both of you heard a noise coming from the guests room, your heart skipped a beat when Calum held you, getting you out of the bed and keeping his gun next to your stomach.
"Don't make a sound." he said after he chocked his gun, pointing again to your stomach. You can't really believe that he actually believes that you called the cops, but having a gun against your skin isn't the best incentive to talk anything. The look on his face makes you wanna cry in fear, but you just try your best not to. Your bedroom door opens slowly and you see a tall man coming.
"What the fuck?" you heard Luke's voice. "She called the cops? You called the cops? Are you fucking insane?"
"I didn't-" you started to talk, but got interrupted by a knock on your front door. You looked at the two men in your room, completely desperated.
"Come." Calum said pushing you. You two walked to your living room, Calum's gun against your back. "Find out what this is." he said in your ear without taking the gun from your back, talking so low that you almost don't hear him, then he hides behind the door, now pointing the gun to your head while you open it, you don't really know how you're not crying.
"Something wrong, miss?" the cop says, you just shook your head, denying. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm. I was sleeping, what is this about?" you fake your best sleepy voice and face, but you're almost sure that he isn't believing.
"A neighbor saw a man wandering around your living room and said that it was odd, called us to check." he said again, trying to see behind you, but you just straight up yourself to try to not let him.
"A man? I dont-" you were interrupt by the feeling of one hand holding your waist and a cold feeling back in your back.
"What's happening?" you hear Luke say, you looked at him only to see him on his boxers, his hair like a mess, looking like he just woke up. "What's wrong, babe?" he looks at you smiling, raising his eyebrows in a clear sign to you keep the act. You can see Calum rolling his eyes to Luke, the gun still pointing to your head while Luke's gun was on your back.
"The neighbor saw you sleeping on the couch, babe, and got worried, since no one knows you yet." you said without even trying to sound nice, sarcasm going through your tong. "New relationship." you smiled to the cop.
"Got it. If you need anything, call us. Sorry for bother." he says going away. You shut your door turning around to see the both guys looking at you, both taking a deep breath.
"What the fuck was that?" you asked, going to your couch feeling like you were about to get sick and fall on the floor since your legs feels like jelly.
"Your neighbors called the cops? Seriously?" Calum said putting his gun on the jacket.
"Yeah! I was sleeping, for God's sake. And you? What the fuck were you thinking?" you look at Luke. He shrugs, still handing his gun. "Where's your clothes?"
"At your room."
"I can't keep with this." you were passing your fingers through your hair. "You two were pointing guns to me!!!!! TWO. And how the hell did you even got here?"
"I called him when I saw the cops." Calum said. "We need to talk with Ashton. He need to know what happened." he was talking to Luke, who just nodded and got to your room to get dressed.
"You can't go." you say getting up and going to your room while followed by Calum.
"What, why? You just said-" Luke is almost dressed.
"Yeah, but now my neighbors think that we're together, it will be odd if you don't show up tomorrow morning." you pointed.
"She's right." Luke says. "Go to Ashton, I'll take the shift."
"If I were you two, I wouldn't try to sleep. Ashton will be here in the minute I get there." Calum says opening the door. "We should all go."
"What? No! For God's sake, I'll not go back there."
"You don't have a choice." Luke says throwing you something to wear.
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A/N 2: I edited a lot of this, actually, and added a few details. I hope you guys like it, please send an ask, a comment or even go to my messages and say what you think, I'm really really happy when I hear your opinions and I love to make friends! Oh, and you can always give some suggestions as well, what do you think that should happen? I have at least 5 chapters already done, but I can always edit it with new stuff. See you next Sunday. 🖤
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