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hcrringtonshair · 3 years

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All Mine

Modern!Ivar x Reader

Warnings: some cursing, fluffy Ivar and jealous and lil bit needy Ivar ... but that's it :) Word Count: 1735

A/n: I suck at giving my writings names. So here's another shitty one haha. There will maybe be a second part bc of the open end, but we'll see 🙃(Maybe the gif doesn't really fit but do I have to mention that his smiling is just adorable ?)

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You barely remembered the last time when you had Ivar all for your own. It was kinda like the first time in an eternity.

He was so busy with his history study at the university of Copenhagen, and then he threw himself into work on his personal interests.

He also spent a lot of time with his three brothers, at least one of them was always there when you two met, besides that he still lived with his mother. You liked Aslaug, even that she was a really over caring and protective mother because he was her youngest son and because of his legs.

So you were really looking forward to that day. He promised it would be a whole day only for you and him, and he would never break a promise. He picked you up early in the morning and spent the day with you outside.

Long walks weren't his favorite, but he knew how much you loved being for hours in the green, enjoying the bright colors of the trees in the sun. The fall was beautiful and the day goes on so fast that it was already dark as you two returned to your apartment.

"What do you want to do next?" His cheeks were still light pink from the cold outside and his blue eyes were shining bright which made a beautiful contrast to his dark hair.

"I don't know. We could order pizza and watch a movie. You choose." You shrugged and handed him some of his clothes which were still in your closet. "Pizza sounds great."

Before you could pick up your phone from the bed he wraps his arms around you and laughed as you screamed while he threw you besides him on the bed. "You idiot! I could have fallen."

"I would never let this happen." His wide smile showed his white teeth, and you couldn't resist and smiled back as he lays back to watch you.

"You okay? I don't want you to be in pain." It was a long day, and now you felt guilty for being the reason why his legs hurt. Looking at his legs in concern, but he shakes his head. "It's bearable. Don't worry." Not satisfied with his answer and still worried you take your phone and you both choose a pizza. Right after you ordered it the discussion of which film you should watch began.

"Let's make a compromise and watch the first Harry Potter movie and then Thor" Your whole body was shaking from your laughter because Ivar was tickling you for too long. He was also laughing and out of breath as he laid back into the pillows.

"No no no, I want to watch all Thor movies" It wondered you again how he admired the Thor Movies, but to be honest, after all it wasn't a huge surprise.

"But why? You know I will sleep after the first half of the second movie." You pouted which made him laugh again. "That's the plan" he gives you a wink before bursting out in laughter again.

"That's mean Ivar. I thought we spent the whole day together. Which means at least until midnight." Your remaining pouting face leaned over him.

"Don't." He tipped against your lips, and you turned back to a not so serious face, "We watch the first Harry Potter movie and there's no way to change my mind. After this movie you can watch as many Thor movies as you want."

"Fine."

You stared at each other until your eyes wandered down to his full pink lips and of course he noticed. With a grin his head shots forward and pressed his lips on yours into a passionate slow kiss. His fingers gripping your neck to pull you closer, your legs moved by themselves until you sat on his lap.

You were only breaking the kiss as you both running out of air. His cheeks were bright red and his eyes shining happily when you opened your eyes. Sure you had kissed each other today, but not like that. It was like both of you had waited for that moment.

The heated atmosphere in the room went cold when the bell on the door rang before you could kiss him again. You groan into his shoulder before you stand up. "Must be the Pizza."

But unfortunately it wasn't the delivery guy. Your neighbor standing in front of you, with a big grin on his face as you opened the door. "Hey y/n. Interested in going out to the new bar down the street?" You could hear, most likely, a plate bursting on the kitchen floor and steps in your direction.

"Jakob, thank you, but I told you I have a boyfriend, and I'm not interested." With a friendly smile and calm voice you hoped he would go directly but Ivar was there before Jakob could take one step.

"Hi I'm Ivar. her Boyfriend. Unfortunately we are occupied tonight, so see ya!" Under his exaggerated friendly voice you could hear jealousy. Before Jakob could say anything else, the door was shut in front of his face and Ivar stared at you.

"Is this the one you told me about?" "Yeah. Now probably he will think you are a madman." You roll your eyes with laughter and return to the living room. " I am." Ivar walked behind you, he was so near you felt his body against your back. "When it comes to you."

"I'm sure he will never talk to me again." With a grin you turned around to face Ivar, still with a dark look in his eyes. "I hope so. You are mine."

After you persuaded him to sit on the couch and let you bring the dishes to the table in front of the couch, you looked at him as he watched at the TV.

"Y/n"

You froze as he caught you staring. He had made himself comfortable all over the couch, his chest rises and falls calmly, one hand in his hair which falls loosely on his shoulders.

"Ivar."

Concentrated on sounding calm you walk to the couch, stop when you're at the level of his head. "Like what you see?" With a big grin he touches your leg, his hands wandering up and down before he pulls you forward. With a happy sigh you sit on his lap again, careful to not hurt him.

"I thought about going to this Jakob tomorrow and give him a message he won't forget." The grin turned into a devilish one and his eyes were burning in anticipation of what he had planned.

"Ivar no." Whatever he had planned the poor Jakob wouldn't ever be the same person, and you didn't want to be responsible for that. "Why not? He's nothing but a neighbor. I'm just making sure he will never bother you again." You melted by his good intentions but shook your head.

"Fine. Then I'll show him otherwise that he has to keep his hands off of you." Before you could make a move he already took you down into a heated kiss. His lips moving perfectly with yours, parted your lips with his tongue and swirled around synchronized with yours. Muffled moans of yours echoed through the room and the air heating up again.

"You are all mine." He bites your under lip which causes you to moan louder. With one hand he held you in position, the other buried in your hair. "Ivar..." Under your breath you tried to stop him from kissing your neck because it was again the doorbell which catches your attention. For the second time this evening the bubble around you burst, and it took another few seconds for Ivar to let you go.

"God damn it! If it's that Jakob again I will rip him into a thousand pieces!!!" The Pizza deliverer heard Ivar's furious shouts and his eyes went big. "Everything's fine. No murders tonight." You giggled by the uncertain look on the face of the kid who must be not older than 18. You gave him the money and a tip before you wished a good evening and returned to your boyfriend.

You started eating by watching Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone which Ivar commented with yawning and malicious snorting from time to time. When the movie was over you cleaned up the table before you would start with the Thor movie.

"Finally it's over. I thought I would fall asleep before he even came to Hogwarts." You rolled your eyes as you made yourself comfortable between his legs again when the intro started. "Shut it Ivar, I want to watch the movie." One kiss on his shoulder, and then you concentrated on the movie.

After a while you stood up and earned a confused view from Ivar. "I want to braid your hair." Your high voice and pouting face let him sigh. "Fine." You switched positions so that he was sitting in front of you and while the movie continues you were busy with his hair.

"Are you done?" You thought Ivar had fallen asleep, he didn't say a word since you started braiding his hair, so you flinched as he raised his voice. "I am. Looking good." A bit proud of yourself you let go of his hair and kissed the top of his head.

"Are you tired?" His voice was calm when he brushed his fingers from your knee up and down. From the side seeing him biting his lip, eyes still focused on the screen. "Not that much. But if you want to go to bed I'm fine with that." "The day is not over yet. So we stay awake."

Ivar decided to watch some TV shows after the movie was over, while you've been falling asleep from time to time. Calmed down by the random voices of the TV and dimmed light, your nails massaging the scalp of his head when your eyelids become heavy. Ivar noticed after a while that your finger movements stopped, "Let's go to bed. It's late."

Half asleep you nodded, watching him turn off the TV and go back to his feet. A few steps away from the bedroom the doorbell rings again which made you flinch and Ivar growl. "Who's this? It's 3 am in the morning." With his most unfriendly look Ivar went to the door followed by you.

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comingtothetree23 · 4 years

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Things Change

Paring: Peter Parker x reader

Summary: Everyone thought you were gone but Peter saw you and he doesn’t want to lose you again.

Word Count: 5K

Warnings: Angst, Swearing.

A/N: I got this Idea from Teen Titans “Things Change”. Hope I did it justice!

"C'mon, Pete! It's gonna start soon!" You yelled with a smile as you tugged Peter through the crowd at the canvas, "Well, not start but more open!" Peter laughed as you two go into the line.

"You sure you can handle it?" Peter teases as he nudges your arm, You rolled your eyes with a smile. You two were going on a rollercoaster.

"Next!"

"That's us! That's us!" You smiled as you ran up to get some seats, Peter giggled as he followed behind you. When he sat down you took his hand and bounced in your seat, "This is gonna be amazing! I'm kinda nervous though."

"Nah, You'll be fine." Peter waved it away, "If anything happens you'll just turn invisible." he shrugged at you, "Don't know how they'll help."

"Yea, That's funny." You rolled your eyes before looking ahead with confusion, "I can't turn invisible. Do you hear th-AHHH!" The coster flew forward making the people around you scream.

As you scream you cling to Peter, making him grin a dorky smile. He looked down at you before laughing and raising his arms, making you yell at him.

That was one of his favorite memories with you...

"C'mon, man That isn't nice!" peter yelled, clad in his Spider-Suit. He tried webbing down the man's legs but he cut it with a knife. The hostages around him shudder in fear.

"Get away from me!" The man yelled swinging his knife around. He looked around crazily until he yelled up a teenage girl, he held the knife up to her neck, "Leave now and she'll live."

Peter looked over at the girl and gasps, It-It was you! It had to be, it was the same hair color, eye color, skin color, the only difference was the hairstyle and clothes. They were the kinda clothes you couldn't be caught dead wearing. The hair was the same length but in a style that you always complained about.

"P-please let me go..." You whimpered, scratching at his arms but was the only thing you weren't scared to do. Peter frowned as he looked at you, the same voice too.

"Don't talk!" He shook you roughly making you yelp, You looked over at Peter with tears in your eyes. Peter frowned from behind the mask and webbed your hand before pulling it toward him. When you slammed into Peter's chest he gently pushed you behind him and went to fight the guy again.

Peter won the fight, obviously. When he turned around the face you....you were gone, nowhere to be seen.

Peter loved hanging out with you, but he remembered the day everything went to shit.

"(Y/n), What are you doing!?" Peter asked as he dodged your hits, You were wearing a weird suit with an earpiece in your ear, "Mr. Stark I found (Y/n)!"

"You did? Kid, where is she?" Tony's voice rang back through Peter's comm.

"She's in th-" Peter felt your hand take his comm, Peter watched as you dropped it on the ground and stomped on it. He looked up at you and almost flinched at the icy glare you went him.

"No more help, Spidey-Boi." You smirked as you walked over to Peter. You put a hand on your comm as you speak into it, "Hey Sir? I got the Spider?"

"Good job, (Y/n). Finish him, I'll take care of the others." A male's dark voice rang through your comm, Thankfully Peter heard it because of his Super-Hearing.

"Finish him?" You ask back, looking taken aback, "Sir, He can be helpful. He can be studied! We can't ju-"

"Silence!" The male's voice boomed making you flinch at his harshed tone, "You will follow my orders! Finish the spider and when you're done do something useful! You know what will happen if you fail an order."

"(Y/n)! (Y/n)! " Peter quickly took off his mask making you stare at his big brown eyes, "Y-You don't have to do this! You can come back with me and the avengers, Your family. I know you don't want to do this..." You stared at his face with a look of no emotion.

"On it, sir," you said into the eye with your eyes closed tight. Your fist was clenching so hard your knuckles were white. You opened your eyes and started walking toward him.

"I love you..." Peter mumbled, That made your eyes widen and stare at him. Peter looked up at you and saw you were looking at the ground, not knowing what to do, "I-I love you so much, ever since we met. I've always been too scared to tel you b-because I didn't want to ruin our friendship...turned out that was the wrong choice. I'm sorry, (Y/n)."

"Sir." Your voice mumbled out, making Peter look at you not knowing what you'll do, "Go fuck yourself." You took off the comm and stoped on it as you did with his. You look over at Peter as he gave you a hopeful smile, You slide over and cupped his face giving him a million of kisses, "I am so sorry! I-I He-he cornered me then everything blacked out! I'm so sorry." You gave each of his freckles a lil old kiss.

"It's fine, The Avengers will forgive you." He gently took both of your hands and smiled at you, "We'll go back home and everything will go back to normal." He put his forehead on yours with a small smile, You stared at him before the tears forming in your eyes.

"I'd like that." You smiled as you sniffled a little. You and Peter stood up and went to run but before going out the door your knees buckled making you fall.

"(Y/n)?"

"She'll be fine, Spider." Peter quickly put on his mask before the man from earlier could see. He turned and face a tall muscular man, "She just needs to listen. Rise." You let out a whimper as you slowly stand up, "good girl." the unnamed man smirks, making Peter clench his fist.

"What are you doing to her!?" Peter yelled, unable to control this anger much longer. You've been acting weird for months and Peter wanted you back to normal.

"What I've doing the whole time." The man smirks before making a fist, "Controlling her." That made you gasp and walk over to Peter, your face full of pain.

"(Y-Y/n) you have to fight him because I'm not fighting you anymore." Peter jumped on the ceiling as you swung a fist at him. You looked up at him with tears in your eyes.

"Aww, how sweet." the man said in a mocking voice, "Hear that, (Y/n)? He cares about you." The man shook you a little as you shut your eyes, trying not to give up, "Finish your orders."

"S-Spidey?" Your voice spoke up in a whisper only Peter would have been able to hear, "I-I'm sorry." you closed your eyes as you gave up.

"No (Y/n), You can't give up. You have to fight him!" You encouraged as he jumped behind you, making you turn toward him ready to punch him.

"I can't he's too strong." You whispered with tears rolling down your cheeks, "He's been using me for months, and no matter how hard I fight... He always wins." You sent a punch Peter's way, which he easily caught.

"But you're strong too, Look at you did before-"

"I'm an intern!"

"- A strong intern that became friends with the Avengers, How cool is that!?" He smiled under the mask as you let out a small giggle at him.

"Pretty cool."

"And you're cool! Cool and able to take down this generic villain." He leans closer to you and gave your cheek a kiss forgetting the mask is on, "You got this."

"(Y/n), What are you waiting for!? Finish him!" He yelled as the place shook, you looked up and saw a crack forming in the building. This building sucks it was about to break. You looked at Peter before moving your eyes up at the crack, which Peter quickly got.

"Ohhh." Peter smirked as he shot up at the ceiling, "You keep fighting, (N/n). I got this!" You gave a weak smile as he kicked the cracked roof. You closed your eyes and tried to take control of your limbs again.

"(Y/n)! Stop this! You know your place!" The man roars, outraged at the face you stopped moving, showing you that it's working.

"Sorry 'Sir', there's been a change of plans." You smirked as a piece of the ceiling fell by the man, "I got to go." You smirk as you raise one arm, Peter swung down and picked you up, getting ready to leave.

"You're so dramatic, I swear," Peter smirked as he saw your offended look.

"Your talking? Really?" You frowned as you two were getting pulled down, you looked and saw that the man held Peter's foot and growled at you. You frown as you saw Lava, god you forgot the lava!?

"You're not getting away that easy!" The man growled making you roll your eyes before you noticed how close he was to the lava. There was one thing you could do.

"I got a plan." You whispered to Peter, making him look at you, "You're not going to like it."

"(Y/n)? What are you talking about?" Peter asked with a tilt of his head and fear in his voice. He and the other spent a week researching and looking for you and he wasn't leaving without you.

"Just know one thing." You gently cupped both of his cheeks, raising the mask to his nose, "I love you so much." You pull him into a proper kiss on the lips, which you adored! It was amazing you felt the fireworks go off in your head. When you pulled away you whispered, "And I'm sorry, for all that I've done."

You ripped out of Peter's grip and tackled the man in the Lava, Making him scream in pain.

"(Y/N)!!" Peter yelled as his web flung him away, You two made eye contact one last time. Your eyes were filled with tears, so was his but he didn't care he needed to find you.

All that was left of you was a statue of you tackling the man.

"I know! I know it's been a while." Peter chuckled humorlessly as he walked over to the statue of you, "I must be seeing things because I thought I saw you today. It was a hostage situation you know how they go, man uses one as a way out but the girl looked so much like you....it was crazy." He sat down at the edge and tried leaving against you but fell back. Weird. He looked behind him and gasped.

Your part of the statue was gone!

Peter started running, running to the tower, running to the Avengers. They needed to know this-this miracle!

You were back!

"I got it this time." Peter smiled as he watched you threw a grape into the air and caught it in your mouth. Your raise your arms In the air in victory, "Got it!"

"Yea, That would have been better if that was your first time," Peter said as he looked around the room, Tony was going to kill you two for the mess. All the grapes that were wasted.

"I'm sorry I'm not as good as you, Mr. Sticky-Boi." You crossed your arms with a smirk.

"Spider-Man!"

"Yea, Yea, Yea I know." You smiled as you went to sit next to him, "You're just cute when your annoyed." You smile as you grabbed the TV remote.

"You think I'm cute?" Peter blushed as he pointed to himself. Peter had a crush on you since forever!

"Have you seen yourself, Pete?" You asked as you ate a chip, "Your the cutest most adorable kid at Midtown. No scratch that, All of New York." You snuggled into Peter's side, "At least I think so, but who cares what I think." you shrug.

"I care." Peter smiled as he put an arm around your shoulder, "Who wouldn't want the option of the most beautiful, caring, smartest girl in the world." Peter smiled as your eyes connected with his.

"Do you mean it?"

"Of course I do. Would I ever lie to you?" Peter asked as You gave him a smile before snuggling further in his side. You let out a small sigh in content.

"Guys, Guys!" Peter yelled as he ran into the living room of the tower, "I found something! Something important!" Peter slide in front of the Avengers panting.

"What is it, Kid?" Tony sighed and looked up from his work to look at the kid, "What did you find that was so important that you ran over from queens?"

"I saw (Y/n)." Everyone sat up and looked at him, tension flew through the room right as the words left Peter's mouth.

"You what?" Steve asked as he stared at Peter, Steve was like a dad to you. Well, they all were your family but Steve was definitely the dad.

"I-I saw (Y/n). She was a hostage to Crazy Bill, It had to be her! It was the same hair, eyes, skin, voice! The only difference was her clothes but who knows maybe she like them no-" Peter started to ramble as he started to pace in front fo the team.

"Peter." Natasha spoke up, making him stop and look at her as she frowned, "(Y/n)'s gone. We've all saw it and we all miss her but we got to let her go."

"N-No, I saw her!"

"Kid, I know you miss her but your head is probably mixing her up with another girl." Tony frowned as he stood up, ready in case Peter breaks down.

"That's not true!" Peter yelled making all the Avengers frown softens, ".....It was her.." Peter frowned as tears go down his cheeks, even if he tried to hide them.

"Peter..."

"I'm gonna find her. I'll show you she's back." Before anyone can say anything Peter ran out of the room, out of the tower. He was going to find you, no matter how long it takes.

~~ Peter looked and looked until he saw a small school, He watched the kids as he walked past the school. His frown deepens as he looks at the time on his phone when a call came up. It was Tony, it been a few hours since the fight and no one have seen him, he ignored Tony's call. Suddenly, his Peter-Tingle went off.

"Watch out!" He heard a girl shout before he felt someone collide with his back. He fell on the ground and heard the girl stand up and pick up her papers, "I-I'm so sorry. I'm k-kinda in a rush there's a...." the girl started to ramble but Peter's eyes widen as he recognized the voice.

"(Y/n)?" He sat up and looked wide-eyed at you. You haven't stopped rambling shyly at him, That was new, "(Y/n), Is that you?"

"(Y/n)?" You looked over your shoulders before looking back at Peter, "I'm sorry, I think you're looking for someone else. Sorry." You gave a weak smile before standing up.

"Nonono!" Peter was quick to stand up and stop you from leaving him again, "(Y/n), It's me Peter. Peter Parker?" He gave you a smile. You looked at him confused before looking around.

"I don't know a Peter Parker, I actually don't know any Peter." You have a small shrug with a cropped out smile, "Sorry, I gotta go study." You tried walking past him but he grabbed your wrist before you could leave.

"Do you really not know me?" Peter asked in a small voice, avoiding eye contact making you frown at him.

"No, I don't." You tugged your arm away and walked past him, "I'm sorry. I hope you find this (Y/n) girl."

"But you're her...." Peter whispered as he watched you walk away from him. He looked at the floor before looking up determined, He's gonna help you get your memories back.

And he knows just how.

"Do you guys know how to build a bomb?" You suddenly asked the lunch table which included You, M.J., Ned and Peter. You finally got M.J. to sit with them once you guys became really good friends.

"No?"

"uh, no?"

"Yea," M.J. said without looking up from her book, of course, M.J. knew how to build a bomb she read a bunch of books. Hell, she could probably get away with murder if she wanted too.

"Great! Do you think you could build me one?" You smiled at her as she continued to read her book, "I need one done by tomorrow night."

"It'll be gone tonight."

"Thank you! Thank you!" You smiled as you hugged M.J. tight, M.J. tried to hide her smile in her book. You all noticed it tho.

"uhh, Why do you need a bomb?" Peter asked after he and Ned shared a look. This was pretty normal with you actually, you always brought up random things.

"Hawkeye will never know what hit him." You smirked as you looked at the two boys. Everyone knew you and Peter had an internship with Tony Stark. Yours was an actually internship and you became Tony's favorite intern so you hung out with the Avengers a lot.

"Oh. I thought you got over that?" Peter asked as he leaned his head against one of his hands. He already knew your beef with Hawkeye, he was there for it.

"Oh, I acted like I was over it. but in reality, I'm just acter." You smiled as you flipped your hair over your shoulder, making Peter stare at you with heart eyes.

"What!? Your planing on pranking Hawkeye!?" Ned gasped as he looked between you and Peter with wide eyes. You always forgot Ned and M.J. knew about Peter being Spider-man, "What did he do?"

"Not again."

"Oh god."

"Okay, So I was working as I listened to the TV then that Motherfucker decided to was a good idea to...." Peter smiled as he watched you ramble to Ned about the incident. He always loved listening to you.

"Oh, Hello again? Peter was it?" You asked as you saw Peter sitting at the library, a couple of days later. Peter immediately looked up and made eye contact with you.

"Hey." He said as he looked down at his cracked phone, Tony tried calling again but Peter ignored him again. Instead, he looked back at you with a smile, "What are you doing here?"

"uhh, Researching for an essay. Pretty interesting stuff." You looked up from the papers and books you were holding to point to his phone, "Shouldn't you pick that up?"

"It wasn't important." Peter quickly said not wanting you to leave again, "What is your essay about?"

"Oh, the Avengers." You stated before showing Peter a book you picked up, "Yea, I wanted to write about how people could be able to look up to them as role models." You let out a small laugh at a memory, "My teacher was so against it. He really doesn't like the Avengers but I think they're nice." You took the book back from Peter, "Anyway gotta go, Nice to see you again." You walked off to find more books.

"Wait!" Peter yelled as he reached out to you, You looked over at him shocked at his outburst, "I-I know the Avengers." He saw you raise a brow at him, "I'm one of Mr. Starks interns. I can get you in. I swear." He raises a hand at you.

"No, No. I really shouldn't." You turned your back and tried to leave.

"C'mon, it'll help with your report." Peter followed you and walked next to you, able to keep up.

"It would be a bad idea." Your gaze met the floor and Peter looked at you confused and you noticed, "I-I don't want you to get in trouble!"

"C'mon, Nothing bad will happen." He stood in front of you and held both of your shoulders giving you his adorable smile, "Trust me, Mr. Stark loves me." You look at the ground in deep thought before sighing.

"Fine, Lead the way."

"Whoa." You gasped as you looked around the living room. You took out a notebook and started to write some things down, "This place is amazing, You get to work here?" You looked over at Peter with a loom of awe.

"Y-yea, Mr. Stark likes me so I get to see the Avengers." Peter frowned as he looked around, "They should be here?" Peter started to look around a bit, making you frown.

"They aren't here?" You asked with a frown, you wanted to maybe interview one but it's a bad idea, "I thought you said they'd be here."

"They are don't worry. Their just doing something." Peter gave you a smile as you wrote another thing down, "So? Want me to put on the TV?" Peter smiled as the memories of you two cuddling while watching movies came up, making him smile.

"Nah, I don't like TV. Books are better." You said as you walked past the TV, shocking Peter.

"What? Don't you like TV? What about movies?" Peter askes as he slowly followers you around the Living room.

"Eh, Movies are fine but I personally think Books are always better." You let out a breath as you wrote another thing down, "You sure they'll be here? I have to go back sooner or later."

"Y-yea, They always come back." Peter shrugged, it wasn't a lie but it always takes a couple of hours, "You liked Tv before..." Peter mumbled but you heard him.

"What?" You asked him making him stand up straighter not expecting you to hear him, "What? No. Don't assume things, Peter. You could be wrong."

"But I'm not, I know you." Peter spoke up, walking up to you, "You like hanging outside with others and You like watching those weird TikToks and try to recreate them, you like training with the avanegrs because their all paranoid about you." Peter gently shook your from your shoulders.

"What? None of that is true! If anything it's the opposite." You slapped his hands off of his shoulders, "Peter you don't know me! Don't try acting like you do!"

"But I do know you! Only a couple of months ago we were hanging out, laughing, and joking around." Peter frowned as you started to glare at him the more he spoke.

"Peter, I don't know you!" You got out of his grip and grabbed your books, "I gotta go." your voice was icy and cold making Peter shudder.

"(Y/n), Wai-" The door slammed cut him off, he stood there watching the door in case you came back. When you didn't he fell to his knees and tried to stop the tears.

"Peter!" He heard someone yell and run over to him, "Kid, where have you been!? The teams been looking for you! You've been gone for days! Aunt- Hottie is mad at me!" It was Tony, Tony saw him and was talking to him. When Tony noticed the tears his face softens, "Peter?"

"She doesn't remember...." Peter whispered so quietly he was sure that Tony didn't hear him, but he did. Tony gave a sigh as he realized what Peter was talking about.

"I'm sorry kid but (Y/n)'s gone and she isn't coming back." Tony watched his face as more tears filled Peter's eyes, "Not who you remember at least,"

"B-but she was right there..." Peter tried to say but Tony shushes him with a small hug.

"Peter, sometimes we imagine things when we really miss them," Tony explained softly to the boy, not wanting Peter to continue this. What he needed was to let her go.

"I saw her..."

"I know kid, I know." Tony sighed as he felt Peter trying to stand up, "She's gone, Peter. You have to let her go."

"She's not. She's not gone." Peter got out of Tony's grip and ran out of the tower, looking for you. Tony sighed as he watched him leave.

"Poor kid."

"Do you think we'll hang out after high school?" Peter asked you softly, you both were sitting at the edge of a building looking at the city at night.

"What?" You asked with a small laugh, not believing what you were hearing. Your frown deepened as you saw Peter's serious face

"They say Highschool friendships don't stay, they lose touch." You sighed as you kicked your legs a little, "Do you think they'll happen to us?"

"No, that won't happen." You made a face as you looked at the stars, or tried too, "We'll stay in touch either it's through the Stark internship or social media or stuff like that." you gave a small shrug.

"Do you really think so?" Peter looked over at you as he frowned in thought, "Everyone thinks I'll go to MIT. Even if I go I don't know if I'll always stay close to the Avengers." Peter sighed and laid down, "it's just something that I worry about,"

"Well, you shouldn't."

"What?" Peter asks as he sits up, looking at your very serious face. You're always so silly and always looking for a fun time so it was weird seeing you so serious.

"You shouldn't be scared." You gave him a reassuring smile as you continued, "We always find a way to see each other now so that means we'll just have to continue doing what we're doing now."

"But we're at the same school."

"It'll be harder but we'll just have to find a way." You shrugged as you smiled at him, "We always do and we'll always continue to do."

"Are you sure?" Peter asked as he sits up and looks at you, you smile and open your arms for a hug. Peter smiled as he snuggles in your hug. You put your chin on the top of Peter's head.

"We'll always be friends, no matter what." Peter smiled as you gently rub his arm, "Don't worry."

"(Y/n)? (Y/N), Wait!" Peter yelled as he runs down the halls of your new school. Students watched as he ran closer and closer to you, who was talking to your friends. You turned around and face him with an annoyed look. The friends looked around confused before leaving you alone with Peter.

"That's not my name!" You yelled at him, Students looked at you shocked. You're the new shy girl so not everyone saw this side of you. Your anger slipped into sadness as you mumbled, "What do you want from me?" Peter frowned as you defeated and kinda scared tone of your voice.

"I just want you to remember." Peter sighed as you looked at the ground, "That's all I want. For you to remember me and your family."

"I do remember my family." You shook your head.

"Your super-hero family, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Natasha, Bruce Banner, Sam Wilson, Bucky." Peter started to name off the Avengers, You looked at him like he had a third head.

"I never met the Avengers! Why do you think I met the avengers!?" You yelled out in frustration, waving your arms around. This was crazy! He didn't know anything!"

"Yes, you do! You use to talk to them for hours!" You shook your head again and turned around with crossed arms, "You have to believe me."

"Why should I believe you!?" You turned to face him and jabbed him in the chest, "You gave me no reason why I should believe you! Give me one reason why I should believe you!"

"I-I know but I'm being serious." Peter sighed as he looked at the frown, "We use to be best friends." Peter sighed as he shook his head, "Why can't things go back to the way they were?" You frowned and turn your back toward him.

"Things were never the way you remember. Now just leave me alone." You tried to leave but Peter gently took your wrist. Peter sighed and took out his phone.

"I have your number but you might not have mine." Peter tried giving you his number, "Here, take my number in case you're in trouble."

"I don't need it. I'll be fine." You frowned as you tried avoiding Peter's gaze, "What can you do if I'm in trouble anyway?" Peter opened his mouth but nothing came out he closed his mouth, "That's what I thought. Now let me go."

"(Y/n), Please listen to me..." You got out of his grip and stood in front of him.

" Things change, Peter. The girl you want me to be is just a memory." You looked toward him with a frown. Peter's phone started to ring and Peter could already tell it was Tony.

"(Y/n), please come with me." Peter begged as the phone rang, you looked at his cracked phone and saw the person calling.

"You should go now." You sighed as you stared at him, "It's probably important. I gotta go, I hope you find the girl you're looking for but I'm not her." You walked down the halls, leaving Peter to stand there before answering the call.

"Kid? Kid! Where are you!? There's a mission C'mon." Tony's voice came through the phone, Peter frowned as he watched where you left.

"I'm coming, Mr. Stark." Peter stood there for a moment before leaving the school.

'We'll always be friends, no matter what. Don't worry.'

Peter was unaware of your eyes watching him leave the building. You sighed before turning and walking into a classroom.

"It's better this way. I'm sorry, Spidey."

#peter parker x reader #peter parker x avenger!reader #peter parker #Peter Parker x you #Peter parker x (y/n)#spiderman x reader #spiderman x avenger!reader #spiderman #peter parker fanfiction #spiderman fanfiction

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cedricssmile · 4 years

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Break - Adam Groff [ part 1 ]

summary: school dances, cigarettes', alcohol and a relationship that Adam is trying to get back on the right tracks, but it is a messy one. pairing: Adam Groff x Fem!Reader warnings: smoking, swearing, angst? and maybe just maybe a lil bit of fluff word count: requested: no this is one of my own season: 1 [ PLEASE DO NOT TAKE OR TAKE CREDIT FOR ANY OF MY WORK ]

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y/n didn't even want to go to the school dance but somehow Aimee was able to convince her to get dressed up and go, things used to be awkward between the two girls [ since Aimee was with Adam before y/n ] but as time went on their friendship became strong again and Aimee found herself a new guy. Things between Adam and y/n weren’t bad nor great, Adam had been distant lately so y/n became distant too she could not deal him being the way he was. “You are going to get out of this stupid robe and get that dress on and enjoy your time with me!” Aimee exclaimed. “But I don’t want to go!” “Too bad, I bought you this dress ages ago so you need to come there is no way of you getting out of this one.” Aimee pressed to her friend. y/n looked up at Aimee and smiled slightly which made Aimee squeal with joy as she pulled y/n up from the lounge and pulled her towards the bathroom to get ready for the night a head. ** “Nope, I change my mind I am going home.” y/n said as she went to put her keys back into the ignition. “No, no you promised you would go. Steve is here and you promised.” Aimee said snagging the keys out of y/n’s hand. “Now come on.” “Fine.” From what she could see the school was covered in gorgeous color light from head to toe, for once y/n actually thought the school was not shit which is a new thing. The dress that Aimee had bought for y/n was meant to be a birthday gift but she said that she couldn’t wait until her birthday [ in two months ]. It was a beautiful lilac color that suited her skin tone so perfectly, she had somehow let Aimee do her hair make-up [ which didn’t turn out bad at all ]. y/n felt good about herself tonight she looked and felt gorgeous and it was true she look outstanding. For the majority of the night y/n, Aimee and Steve spent their entire night dancing as much as the could, after the Otis escape of him saving a kids life and Adam doing what he does best apparently these [ pick fights with the guy y/n was dancing with along with his own father. ] y/n hurried out of the hall needing to have a smoke to calm herself down, y/n hadn’t even said high to her boyfriend tonight, but after the scene that happened just now she knew it had to be done, she had to break it off with him. “hello gorgeous.” Adam said as he walked over to y/n when he got to her, he wrapped his arms around he waist and pulled her body closer to his. She slightly smiled at the close contact that they had. y/n brought the smoke to her lips again. “Hi.” She said back after she had blown the smoke out from her lips. She threw the cigarette butt onto the ground and pulled herself away from Adam’s body. “What wrong?” Adam asked as he stepped closer to y/n. “Don’t.” y/n said back “Don’t do what.” “You know what, what was that? Back inside of the gym, there was no need for you to punch that boy or your father.” y/n spat back, Adam visibly sunk after hearing y/n raise her voice slightly. “Also where the bloody hell were you last night?” y/n asked again. “Dad wouldn’t let me leave the house-.” “Here we go again, more excuses. Not the first time.” “Y/n, I’m sorry. I love you.” he said again and walked closer to y/n even more. “What are we even doing anymore?” y/n asked “We’re in a relationship.” Adam answered and grabbed y/n’s hands. “Are we though, we haven’t seen each other properly in three weeks Adam.” y/n said sternly. “So what is the point of keeping this relationship going?’ y/n asked as she looked Adam directly in the eye’s. “W-what.” by now Adam had tears in his eye’s he didn’t want to hear what she had to say. “I love you.” Adam said again and placed a hand upon y/n’s cheek. “You can’t do this.” “Well what else am I suppose to do then Adam! Wait until you think you can get over Aimee? Wait until you tell your father that you are with me? No I can’t do it anymore.” y/n said pushing Adam away. He sighed and wiped the tears away from his eye’s. “So I guess this is it then?” Adam asked y/n nodded her head with a yes slightly, she now had tears rolling down her face. “S-so, everything that we have been through that’s just gone!” Adam yelled. “After everything I have done for you!” He said again pointing at himself. “You have made yourself so distant that I don’t even know what to do anymore Adam! And I am sick of it!” y/n yelled back this time. “it’s not my fault that you are still in love with Aimee, it’s my fault that-.” y/n was cut off by Adam grabbing her cheeks with each hand and he kissed her passionately on the lips. “I love you okay and nothing is gonna change that, yeah Aimee and I we have out past and I still care for her but I love you! and only you.” Adam said once he pulled away from y/n. “We have to take a break, and you know it Adam.” “No, please don’t do this. I need you.” “I love you.” He tried again. “I’m sorry.” she said then kissed his cheek and walked away slowly from Adam. “You okay love?” Aimee asked as she ran up to y/n. “I told you I didn’t want to come, but yet you made me!” y/n yelled “I want my keys!” Aimee gave the girl her keys and y/n ran off to her car leaving everyone that she cared about at the school.

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tinysaurus-rex · 4 years

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Oops.

I wasn’t very careful between being busy and good ol’ winter depression, and had a surprise from the aviary last month.

Four baby squabs hatched December 16th 2019...two big white babies from Al and Yuki, two little blues from local lesbians Danny and Carrie. Er, well, I guess Danny and Carrie aren’t actually lesbians, they’re bi pigeons. This is what I get for making assumptions, four children. LUCKILY I don’t have six, since Danny lays two eggs and Carrie lays two eggs, only one of each hens’ eggs hatched!

Uh, my excuses are as followed: last time Carrie and Danny had a clutch, their eggs didn’t develop at all because they are both hens and hadn’t gotten down with any of the cocks in the aviary. I assumed this would be the case again and just left their four eggs in the nest, checked them about a week in and didn’t see any development so I didn’t bother replacing them. As for Yuki and Al, I didn’t even know they were nesting since they decided to nest BEHIND the nestbox instead of in it, I just noticed after I discovered Carrie and Danny’s babs, huh, where’s Yuki? Spent 5 minutes looking for her, panick growing- did she escape??? How??? then found her in the forbidden nest.

TLDR; pigeon rescuer is dumbass, outsmarted by pigeons.

Bad news is I don’t have room in the aviary for more pidgies, good news is-

they’re wonderful pidgies! Parents raised them up until they were 3 weeks, then I took them inside to finish the job with Rex. I love these babies, they’re absolutely lovely little gremlins, I would LOVE to keep them, especially the dark one in that upper left pic with the spotted chest. But no space, and can only have 1 adult pidge in the house due to brother’s allergies. Weirdly enough, all four babies ended up being hens. What are the odds, right? Well, usually the odds are 50/50. All other clutches I’ve had have been 1 cock and 1 hen.

Two of the four babies already have lovely homes lined up, so that means two still need a home. The splotchy white one (Magpie) is going to a very dear friend, the tiniest blue bar (Squeaks) is going to a wonderful friend of a friend. So that leaves the solid white and the darkest one. Here’s a little bit about them:

On the left, this little baby is HUGE! She’s very sweet, but also kind of a dumb baby. It took her forever to learn to self feed, she still has a hard time with it and I have to help her. Oddly enough she’s the most physically developed, little-to-no down left and just gorgeous, solid white feathers which she keeps very clean. She’s the boss, despite being the least mentally developed, and very pushy. Her cloaca “smiled” indicated a cock for 3 weeks of her life, but has changed to a frown consistently the last week, indicating a hen. She’s very cuddly and eager to interact with humans and pigeons alike, Rex is kinda a dick to her but that doesn’t stop her from tryinf to be friends with Rex. Her favorite thing is to have her head covered by your hand and be gently compressed like the marshmallow she is. She would make a good companion pidge or a good pair with the other baby available, who she gets along with quite well.

Like I said, this one is my favorite. The daughter of Danny (clearly, you can tell by that striking dark color) and I think the dad is Jon since even though Danny is mean to baby boy Jon, she presented to him the other day but then got agitated and chased him before he get it done...they probably did is siccessfully at one point to produce this angel. So I been calling her “Rook,” but you can of course name her whatever you want (my brother named the big white one “Moby” but these guys don’t know their names yet). She was SO much like her mom was, just a ball of anxiety and fear. It didn’t take too much extra work to turn that anxiety into a gentle, calm demeanor. She’s still really quiet, kinda spooked by new things easily. Gets this real worried look in her eye when something she’s not familiar with happens. She is extremely intelligent, learned how to eat first, come out of the baby cage on her own first, hop onto my hand first, drink first...basically anything that I’ve taught them she’s learned first. I can’t see her doing well as a companion pidge, she needs to have another pigeon as her mate. She is sweet and friendly, but would much rather be with her own kind. I ask that either she goes with the big white hen as a pair, or that you already have pigeons she can live with.

They’re $20 each and I can ship anywhere in the continental United States. They’re $30 together if you take both of them as a pair. Shipping is dependent on your address.

They’ll be ready to go to you January 25th, and I can hold them for a month after that before they start producing dust that could put my brother in danger, so of you aren’t ready for them by February 25th then I’ll have to find someone else (I’d refund your money if you paid ahead).

It’s really not urgent as I can find a home for these guys really easily, but thought I’d see if any of Rex’s followers were interested first! They’re very cute babies, I wanna keep ‘em so bad. Rex only likes the blue ones this time for whatever reason, idk she’s weird.

One more thing, please keep in mind that while the parents are healthy, and they themselves are healthy, they come from rescue pigeons. Idk what those genes got in ‘em. Yuki is an ex-racer who was a japanese import, Al is a dog training survivior, Danny is a tiny feral from Syracuse, Carrie’s mom (Piper) is a feral from NYC and her dad (Oliver) was a feral from near Canada. These babies are extremely genetically diverse if anything, but I can’t guarantee longterm health because of that, and I apologize. They’re super healthy right now, and while I don’t foresee any issues please keep that in mind. If you want predictability please find a good breeder. These guys are just lil genetic gachapons.

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dviciousbikefemme · 4 years

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This past week has been full of ups and downs. From long days in the desert to warm and quality company, we’ve been dealt a set of experiences that are unforgettable. Times have been tough. Phoenix wasn’t too inviting at first and I am thankful for the Warmshowers we ended up with last night. We will remain here until the rain is over. For those of you that don’t know what a Warmshowers is, it is a hosting network that puts long distance cyclists up in individuals’ homes for free. It’s essentially couch surfing for cyclists.

Once again, I think posting once or twice a week will be normal for me until I’m at a better cadence. Everyday is a little unpredictable and I never am quite sure where we will end up. But that’s the point and we’ve made it work so far. In so many ways this lifestyle has released a lot of anxiety and is relief from the sort of stories and assumptions I create in my head around daily interactions and subtleties. You know what I’m talking about. Mind chatter. I don’t have my therapist with me on the road but being on the road forces complete presence.

And when I’m typing these little snippets of life out, it always takes longer than I’d ever expect. You kinda rack your brain with “What do I want to share?””I want to be authentic” “Is this boring?”. This is for me as much as it is for y’all so looking back on these memories, I want to be able to connect with every flavor of feeling.

Since Ocotillo, we’ve pedaled through some major stretches. Leaving Ocotillo on the fourth day started out pleasant in the morning sun. We followed SR98 through the Yuha Desert and its interesting terrain. We paralleled the border with open skies and the mountains of Mexico on our south side. The temperature was great and I was feeling hopeful and touched from the night before. Upon exiting the Yuha, the landscape quickly changed as we drew closer to El Centro and Calexico city limits. Miles and miles of solar panels and broccoli that would never touch the small grocery stores in the very region that grows it. Small towns in the deserts are very much food deserts. You typically can find only packaged foods and meat. Vegetables are scarce and when you do run into them, they are brown and slimey. Once we reached Calexico, the traffic became heavy. There we entered SR111 where we did several miles beside semis and big box corporate stores. At the end of this 50 mile day we settled into a Days Inn in Brawley. We treated ourselves as we foresaw another long stretch ahead. Between the town of Brawley and the town of Blythe there’s about 80miles of limited resources. We wanted to be well rested for day five. That evening we stocked up on groceries and water and caught ourselves up on the Democratic campaign and Coronavirus drama.

Leaving Brawley we pushed through more agricultural land and passed by several sad lil CAFOs (concentrated animal feeding operations). This day was one of our hardest as it was roughly 65 miles and through some tough conditions. When we continued east on SR78, the landscape changed dramatically, once again. We entered into the Algodones Dunes of Southern California that would lead to the “town” of Glamis. Glamis is a town that exists seasonally. It’s a giant playground for folks with a lot of money. We saw some seriously fancy off-road vehicles in the Dunes. It’s scattered about with millions of dollars worth of trailers and RVs, dune buggies and generators. You have to see it for yourself. I didn’t quite capture this stretch in any quality photographs as it was a tough climb with a lot of sand on the shoulders, but I certainly never saw anything like it in my life. We had one guy dipped down off the road under the shade of his trailer awning, hollering up at us, wondering if we might like a beer. We politely declined with a peace sign as we thought it might be dangerous to try and slide down there. A couple miles after the friendly stranger, we dropped into the convenience store of this “town” for an ice cold cola and water refill. There I fantasized about riding around in the buggies. Sure would’ve been fun.

From Glamis on, the road conditions became worse as we proceeded down the shoulder-less 78 in high sun and head wind with cars traveling at about 65mph. Toward the end of it there were several miles in the desert full of dips in the road, making visibility very difficult for both us and for cars and trucks. I grew tired and hungry and frustrated. And with every little hill that came my way I would audibly groan a mighty groan. At about 5:30pm we reached the BLM Oxbow Campground, resting peacefully on the Colorado River. It had a very clean pit toilet but with no access to potable water. We wouldn’t reach all services again until the next day, 20 miles away in Blythe. Our moods quickly transformed from sour to sweet as we enjoyed the beautiful, cool and clear night sitting in the silence of the moonlight— silently loving, silently relieving pain and silently oozing with pride of the hard day’s work.

On Saturday morning we didn’t have much of an agenda and decided to take it easy. One of the snowbirds at the grounds asked us if we needed anything —we said YES COFFEE PLEASE. So we shared our morning with Don and Judy of British Columbia. We talked about music and the great North American landscape and the other bikers they’ve met through their years of travel. They eventually reminded us of the time and we began to pack up and head to Blythe.

Blythe was only about 20 miles out and once we arrived in Blythe we didn’t leave. We went to the Ace Hardware for some camping fuel. Outside the store we met Robin, a town local who invited us to his drinking hole that doubled as a Warmshowers host. We weren’t quite sure if we wanted to quit for the day. We went out to grab lunch (a delicious huevos rancheros!) and discussed what to do next. We wanted to check this Warmshowers out before completely dismissing it. It is located at the B and B (beer and bait shop) a couple of miles outside the main stretch. Upon arrival, we were greeted with ice cold Coors Lites... and another round... and another round... and another... and then we bought a round... and before we knew it we were setting up our tent behind the shop and getting a car ride to the grocery store. The property holds the shop, a few trailers with residents and a rescue goose named Lucy. We had a wonderful afternoon with a handful of kind folks and colorful stories. One man told us of “transporting bodies”. He’s rotated his work between being a medic and working in the prison system. Scott, on the other side of the table, was witness to a completely different set of experiences. He is a former addict and was incarcerated for several years. This group of sweet people spoke of the man, Wayne, that started the communal property and his love for everyone that came through. Warmshowers has been running there for 10+ years, still thriving, even after he sold the property to take care of his sick wife. I was touched by one of the community members that approached Bobby and I while we were setting up camp saying “Blythe is the armpit of CA. We feel forgotten about, but we do have each other here. We want you to feel comfortable and at home. Whatever is ours is yours and if you need anything at all, don’t hesitate to ask. We rely on one another in this town”. We felt grateful to have passed through Blythe and crossed such heart warming folks.

On Sunday morning, we rose early in the dark with the time change. We spent a lot of time going east on the I-10 that day. We met a couple of cyclists at a rest stop. One of them is from the US, the other from Australia. We expected to see them again, and the next day did at a Mexican restaurant whilst stopping for lunch. We did about 50 miles yet again and camped at Ramblin’ Roads RV Park in a place called Hope, AZ. We talked to another cycling group, this one consisting of three women from Maine. Mary chatted us up a bunch. They were not looking to stop quite yet and had a few more miles to do that day. We had a lot of time that evening so we made glorified Ramen and dug into the books we are reading. I caught up with my mama on the phone and encountered some of the cleanest showers I bathed in thus far.

Monday we trekked far into Wickenburg, our final stop before going into Phoenix. We stopped halfway for lunch and ran into both groups of women. The three from Maine goofed off and snacked on Mexican sweets in front of a convenience store. They were also heading to Wickenburg and figured we all might end up camping together. And we did that night at the Aztec Village RV Park. We had a grand time with these fine women. Noreen, the matriarch of the group, is hesitant to introduce herself to people at first and knows how she likes things. She is direct and communicates very well. I really like her— she’s very gentle and nurturing once she gets to know you a little more. She is a former Acadia National Park ranger. Working there is how she got to know Mary. Mary’s got a hankering for finding Gila monster skins and armadillo tails. Auralie (sp?) was the third and youngest of the group. Noreen met her by “shushing” her at a French film viewing. Auralie is French-American and is quite funny. She kept reminding us all that gender and time are both social constructs. Can’t say I disagree. We cooked dinner together and spoke of our adventures and about how much fun we were all having. They are a splendid group that really made me homesick for my SHRIMPS. Shrimps are the gals I bike and bond with back home in WA. Don’t ask as to why we are shrimps. We just are. That night it began to rain, it covered up the loud sound of traffic rushing by. We all woke up to wet tents. Bobby and I got an early start to Phoenix. Before taking off we said “See you later down the road” to our new cycling friends.

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