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favourite adventures of tintin dynamic: haddock wondering how the fuck this young, short, softer looking reporter boy has gone through all of this shit and how he has to continue to deal with it generally followed up by tintin dealing with things usually by kicking somebody's ass
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just realised i gave no indication as to who that was meant to be about. i feel like you can guess but
Her <3
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Thank you for indoctrinating me into being a Wally/Howdy enjoyer. It's not the pair I would have expected to see but still a cute pairing (with GREAT potential angst) nonetheless.
I saw a pajama-outfit meme a few days earlier that fit these two very well, though I forgot to save the actual thing it’s self smhhhh (basically it’s the ship dynamic of “slay slay bich serve” and other is literally just in their boxers MCGFGYDHJDD)
I like to think when ever howdy is content/sleepy/wholesomely happy, his antennae wiggle a lil bit
also bonus Sally and Julie cause I love their chaotic energy MCHHDH
#I also like to think howdy when bored just wiggles his head around moving his antennae in swaying motions#He’s absolutely vibin dawg ain’t nothin gunna break his stride-#Unless some 12 apple tall rizzed up blue jolly rancher lookin motherfugger waltzes in with his big ol dog#Welcome home#welcome home howdy#howdy pillar#welcome home wally#wally darling#welcome home frank#frank frankly#welcome home julie#julie joyful#welcome home sally#sally starlet#Wallypillar#Does Julie and sally even have a ship name JDHDGDHD#ALSO WOO YEAH WOO YEAH IV BEEN SEEIN MORE HOWDY APPRECIATION#AND EVEN FOR THE SHIP YEAAAAAAAAAAHHHH#The propaganda is working lmAOOOO
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Chaos from @bamsara's stream. I'm almost sorry I asked but the world needs to know that narinuts is canon in TRoD.
#hannah's rambles#THATS ME CROW SARA AND RU IN VOICE CHAT LMAOOOO#this stream was. it was#yeah.#twas fun. one of our tamer conversations tbh.
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the fire around me
#the perspective is so dog and i only noticed it when i was done rendering real fml moment#funny thing is i havent even started this dlc i just like the way this dude looks and the edgy shit i saw him say in a youtube video#edgy bitch#joshua graham#fallout new vegas#art#fanart#drawing#digital#painting#also i know i forgot his fucking shirt lmaoooo dont @ me im int 3#also all of his lines ive heard#which were like 30 seconds worth of dialogue#hoaugh all of it goes hard as fuck#and i know he's ultra fucked up ive heard the lines about him in game#and what was the cause of him turning into that cymball falling off a cliff#but still wow man#what a charismatic bitchass#oh yeah and i also bought new vegas after i heard his dialogue#saw a psycho go on a religious rant and thought oh fuck my balls now i gotta spend money#worth it though#the gameplay in new vegas is fucking dog but i keep armycrawling back to get beat in the face some more because the writing is so brilliant
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ewan in the saltburn trailer is j sooo giving private school filthy rich aemond i love it
AND YES HE NEEDS HIS POC GF
I have been feeling…. less than inspired lately about hotd tbh but hopefully this will spark something. I know no one asked for this lol. This was inspired by Beyoncé’s Upgrade U. Honestly, I don't think Aemond would be much of a loser in a modern setting. He would be far too elusive and people would find him interesting simply based on that. But I am combining/changing some lore here so he is a #loser in this like I am assuming Ewan's character is Saltburn is.
Upgrade You
Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x rich!reader (wc: 2k)
Summary: You have always enjoyed having a project to build or fix up and Aemond Targaryen is no different
You flick a spoolie brush over your brows as you finished up your makeup. The lights from your vanity mirror illuminating you as you put the last touches on your face.
"I don't get it," Melanie sighed as she hugged one of your pillows to her chest. She sat crossed legged on your California king bed. "You're like the smartest person I know. Why do you need to be tutored?"
"Everyone can improve themselves, no matter what someone's specialty may be. Remember that."
Melanie nodded enthusiastically. Sweet girl, you think. A little daft at times but nothing some time under your guidance cannot fix.
She tilts her head curiously. "You are pretty dressed up for a library meeting too."
"Another lesson," you fluff your curls then turn from the mirror to her. "Do not let anyone tell you that you are overdressed. Does the library have a dress code?"
Melanie shakes her head slowly.
"So, who is going to tell me to change?"
"... No one?"
"Exactly."
Melanie chews on her lip in thought as if she is taking mental notes in her head. Though she is not wrong you are quite dressed up just to be studying. But your advice was also not wrong; any moment to be noticed should be taken and made the most of. If are to come into contact with any of your peers, why not make the best impression possible. You also do not have in it in you to tell your new pupil about the real reason as to why you were making this little trip. Best move through life with your cards close to your chest as your mother tells you. You can only imagine how wide Melanie's hazel eyes would get if you told her what you had up your sleeve.
Much like how you help the girls around you cultivate their futures, you must look out for your own as well. Your phone dings, and you smile when you check the notification.
Aemond Targaryen.
Archaic, some would say. Sending the feminist movement back 50 years, many could argue. Being realistic is more how you would put it. You have money, sure. Your parents have afforded you all the opportunities they wanted you to have, and for that you are grateful. But you are not naive; this is still very much a man's world. No matter how much money you have, there will be people who will look at you and hate you for having the gall to want more. For having ideas and wanting to express them. For looking the way, you do - for using the way you look against them.
You may not be able to have a seat at the table... but you can have someone build another for you.
Your family may have resources and money. But they do not have 'my father can use company family buy his way into politics; my mom has ancestry that traces back to French royalty' reach.
Luckily for you, there is someone who does have that access.
A little rough around the edges, but nothing some TLC cannot fix. It was one of your best traits: finding the diamonds in the rough and polishing them off so they shine brighter than before.
You go over to your closet and open the double doors. As your eyes search over the different handbags, you call out back to Melanie.
"Watercolor Dior saddle or creme Bottega Jodie?"
"Dior," she calls back.
You check yourself in the mirror before existing the closet.
"Well," you twirl for Melanie. You run hand over your midi turtleneck dress. You knee length boots clanked around as you moved in a circle.
"Perfect," she beams.
She sees you out to your car. With the window rolled down, she waves you off like a mother seeing their child off for kindergarten.
"Happy studying!"
Sweet and simple, just how you like em.
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You always thought the best thing about Oxford was how it looked in the fall. The leaves begun to change, sprite green to a blend of red, orange, purple, and brown. Made the most picturesque background. But it seemed like how gently the leaves fell from the trees was the only thing that was coming easily.
Maybe it was naivety on your part, but you thought when you showed up in four-inch patent leather Aquazzura heels and literally no books, Aemond would have got the hint. And yet, here you were talking about the components of stockholder’s equity, as if you cared.
"So," you interrupt him mid rant. "Any fun plans for Winter break? I know it is a while away, but everyone is already taking about what they are doing."
He wrinkles his nose, his glasses being pushes up in the process. "Probably just dinner with the family."
Right. The compound. At least that is what the Targaryen main home looks like. You of course needed to your research.
"Well, there is this crazy Christmas that happens before everyone leaves," you shuffle closer to him, and you hope he gets a whiff of your perfume. "Maybe we can go together?"
Aemond snorts and looks down bit sheepishly. "Highly doubt, I am invited."
You fight the urge to sigh wistfully. Cute, smart, wealthy as fuck... and apparently awfully insecure. Everyone throwing the party should be falling at their knees to have him around. But you have since understood during your time at Oxford that many students here do not understand the opportunities in front of them.
If Aemond had any real confidence, he'd say fuck it because he could buy everyone going if he wanted to. They ignore him because he allows them to. And then you realize he is one of those people; the delusional 'I want to get by on my merit not my name' kind of people.
Oh sweet, silly boy.
"That doesn't matter," you wave him off. "Besides, if anyone says anything, you can just say you're with me. Consider it a thank you for doing this for me."
You let your hand slip on his thigh and squeeze slightly.
"Better yet, let's call it a date."
Rhaenyra would think for the amount of money her family has; they would be able to afford stronger liquor. But she has a feeling that it has nothing to do with money, and more about the 'champagne only' rule Alicent liked.
The expansive backyard was decorated impeccably, as it always is for the annual holiday party that they throw. Twinkly lights in the trees, red and green everywhere, and even a frankly nouveau riche ice sculpture. The affair was black tie, and Rhaenyra could feel the eyes of some guess when she showed up in a red fitted suit. Taking small sips from her glass, she looks around the area. She swears the more years go on, the less she recognizes who is invited to things like this.
"Don't tell me step-mommy has put you in timeout."
She rolls her eyes when she hears a familiar voice. Daemon comes to stand next to her, with a small glass in his hand.
"No, you fucker," Rhaenyra then frowns. "Where did you get the scotch?"
"Why do you think I am in timeout?"
Her uncle always found a way around the rules. Rhaenyra blows air out of her cheeks in annoyance. She looks down at her watch; another rule is that they were required to stay at 2 hours. Only 45 minutes has passed since she arrived.
"Heard you are going to the company retreat this year," Daemon downs the rest of the drink and winces at the burning.
"Someone has to represent the family with dad," she shrugs, a small amount of smugness seeping into her tone. "He asked me to go."
"Hmmm," Daemon smirks at her smugness. "You and Aemond."
Rhaenyra blinks confused. "What?"
"Yup," he leans against the wall. "I suppose Viserys found a new muse."
Rhaenyra snorts at his words but then licks her lips nervously. It sounds cruel to think, but it was never something she ever really worried about - her father preferring her siblings over her. At least not something she worried about in her adulthood. Sure, as a girl, newly off the passing of her mother, seeing her father marry a woman only six years her senior rattled her. Aegon being born shortly after only made things more tense. But, and to his own detriment really, Viserys had made sure she came first.
"I did not know Aemond had an interest in the company in the first place."
"He didn't," Daemon's mouth pinches a little. "Not until... recently."
Rhaenyra follows her uncle's gaze out to where Aemond was standing. He always managed to look more grow up than his sibling, more than Helaena and Aegon. A mimicry that Rhaenyra thinks he picked up from his mother, but something seemed different now.
New haircut, no glasses, new suit. Armani? No, Tom Ford. With a Cartier tie clip and sparking cuff links to match. He is surrounded by some of the lawyers that work at the company.
"Looks like university has done him well," Rhaenyra tries to sound as even keeled as possible. "Good for him."
"No," Daemon sounds bored with her strained pleasantries. "That is what pussy does someone who has never got any before."
Rhaenyra blanches. The last thing she wants to think about is her younger brother having sex. She sets her champagne down in disgust.
"Don't be gross."
Daemon huffs before directing his attention towards the other side of the courtyard. His eyes zero in on Alicent, who tosses her auburn hair over her shoulder as she laughs with a young woman. A pretty young woman.
"Only met this semester and managed to get a holiday party invite, and a seat next to mother dearest. She must some charmer."
"You know," Rhaenyra starts. "Not every woman that is around this family is some sort of ruthless social climber."
"Of course, not every woman. Only the smart ones."
She sighs. That was not just pointed at the girl, but at Alicent too. Even though Alicent grew up with an even cushier life than they did. A type of old money that even the Targaryens had to give credence to. Strangely enough, Daemon seemed to take Viserys remarrying worse than Rhaenyra did. Even Rhaenyra over the years has grown to accept the fate that is their blended family. Accepted it enough to be cordial, albeit sometimes still awkward, with Alicent. They have forever been bonded in having to deal with the moods that come with Viserys Targaryen. But Daemon... it seems like he has never forgiven his brother for the act of moving on. He seemed to only grow more jaded since the divorce from Laena.
"How do you even know this?"
"Aemond told Aegon who told Helaena who told Rhaena who told Baela who told me."
Rhaenyra breaks her gaze from the two women. "Keeping tabs on your nephew that you barely speak to?"
Daemon gave her an empty smile. Almost a little cruel like he would crush her like a bug if it would not so pitiful. "You naive little thing. When you figure things out, let me know."
Rhaenyra wants to ask him what he means by that, but Daemon pushes himself off the wall he was leaning against to leave Rhaenyra alone.
Alone was a feeling she was used to. Rhaenyra often found solace in the loneliness that she found herself stuck in. If she did not find comfort in it, it would swallow her whole. Jaw unhinged and bloodthirsty.
Her eyes went back to the where Alicent and the girl were sitting, but Helaena seemed to replace the girl's place to speak with her mother. Instead of getting chummy with Alicent, the mystery woman had gone over to Aemond. Rhaenyra felt a little queasy watching them. Like watching two little dolls or those silly little cake toppers people get. Picture perfect like the stock photos that came in picture frames.
She shook her head at herself with an internal laugh. Here she was picking apart her baby brother's seemingly first real relationship; she was no better than Daemon if she did that. It was she told herself when she watched one of the wives of the company's lawyers come up to the girl and give her kiss on the cheek. Like they were old family friends.
Rhaenyra suddenly finds herself straightening out her jacket and her heels moving across the outdoor area. Might as well introduce herself... as a kind sister figure, of course.
She has a funny feeling she will be seeing this girl around more often.
#a reader fic? yeah I know lol#this is short but I got this idea#aemond getting the pretty woman treatment lmaoooo#aemond targaryen imagine#aemond targaryen x reader#aemond x reader#aemond targaryen fanfic#aemond targaryen#aemond x you#aemond x fem!reader#hotd fic#hotd angst#black!reader
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pumpkin duty
#this is my formal apology for the flapjack comic do yall forgive me LMAOOOO#and a bday gift in the same swing#i just think hunter would find the smallest pumpkin and go yes. this one. yes. with its comically long stem its perfect#emerald trio#the owl house#toh#fanart#my art#willow park#gus porter#hunter toh#huntlow#smiles cheekily and twirls my hair. look at those blushes#yeah lemme draw a field of pumpkins! i SURELY wont get tired of it!
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theo’s bedroom is slowly coming together
#river dipping#theodore doe#echthroi#ts4#ts4 edit#after the save broke yesterday morning for the fourth! time i finally pulled up mod manager and started looking through the hundreds of#conflicts i apparently had and also deleted well over 500+ duplicates... my mods folder is SO rancid i'm sure i missed some conflicts#bc see those dark blue pillows on theo's bed? those are actually white :) but for some reason when i move the pillows near the wall they#change color depending on the time of day... it's not just those pillows some other objects do it too... just closing my eyes at it <3#the bed and desk are where theo spends most of his time so i spent forever on them. his bed needed to be overwhelmed by stuff#there are... ten pillows i believe two large covers a sheet and a blanket. theo kind of just... burrows into the center and hides.#bunny boy behavior........ and yeah those are matthias's gloves on theo's desk <3#i have to recolor the stuff on theo's walls later. i imagine his walls are mostly empty and it's just the floors in his apt. that're messy#but i wanted sticky notes to help him remember things and that back wall is going to have matthias's art and love letters#<- which theo definitely takes down and hides whenever matthias actually comes over lmaoooo#also i finally moved all of the pins from theo and matthias's boards over to @theodoredoe (mattodore was taken 😞)#i wanted a place just for my oc boards and i also wanted to be able to add sections to each oc's boards so! new acc!#yk how i mentioned theo's board looking so cluttered? yeah so. figured out it's bc over half of his board is just quotes#i made a section and threw all the 200+ quotes in there and will slowly put some of them in his main board#his board just looks so much better now like i'm so happy about it 🥰 it was definitely worth the time#OH ALSO!!!! IF ANYONE HAS SOME DEAD PLANT CC PLEASEEEE SEND IT MY WAY!!!!#theo really loves just. ripping plants and flowers out of the ground and taking them home to put in little pots but. he always kills them#jsknndkhj so i need dead plants!! limp!! DEAD!!!!#but i seriously can't find any#anyway... that's my build update <3 fr not much has happened bc i've had to start over four :) separate :) times :) but it's getting there.#i miss mattodore tho...... gkhjndfkhjn so i might take a break and get some poses and an edit going soon
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RIKU IN KINGDOM HEARTS III - RE:MIND
"I finally fulfilled my promise to you."
#just finished KHIII and yeah. he may be my favorite chara ever#literally the best (& well characterized) boy of all time. there are no questions. Even Tetsuya Nomura agrees lmaoooo#kingdom hearts#soriku#riku#kh#userbaby#kh riku#my gifs#dailygaming#gameplaydaily#dailyvideogames#videogameedit#dailysoriku#gamingnetwork#vgedit#gamingedits
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PLEASE TELL ME I DID NOT JUST WATCH BRUCIE WAYNE TABLE DANCE IN HIS BOXERS IN PENGUIN’S CLUB I’M LOSING IT
And Jason my sweet boy, upon seeing how uncomfortable Dick was when everyone looked at him after the “who’s gonna be the sexy distraction from now on?” he immediately jumped in and pulled all the attention on himself like—- 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
#yes I might be crying right now#Jason is so protective but also trying to hide it#he really took one look at Dick’s face and was like#Yeah I’LL be the sexy distraction from now on#everyone look at ME#not Dick!#and Tim looking so mortified lmaoooo#Gotham knights#ghost talks#Jason todd#red hood#dick grayson#Nightwing
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"The floor is being straight around Weiss Schnee."
Ruby's cadaver when Weiss is located within a 10-kilometer radius:
she floats into weiss' arms and weiss defibrillates the shit outta her
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#all creatures great and small#acgas 2020#anna madeley#samuel west#siegfried x audrey#mine#that split second when he REALIZES lmaoooo#that micro-heartbreak there but it passes quickly#one of my top favorite moments with these two#SHE IS MESSING WITH YOU and you can be so cluelessssss#cant you feel those eyes on you dude??#she def appreciates the view but has to keep you in check sometimes#sometimes often#lord if i ever get to be in a committed relationship i want it to be like this#the ease the comfort the playfulness#they are best friends and it shines through#and im becoming slightly obsessed with them again which is just as obvious yeah... oh well
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birthday boy — jude bellingham ₊˚ෆ
‣ warnings : pet names galore, jude is a lil (a lot) clingy, judes half naked btw :)
‣ hana’s notes : this is just small blurb that i was supposed to post on jude’s bday but didn’t 🫣 hope yall like it 🫶
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━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━
Sunlight was bleeding through the curtains. The air was chilly but your body was warm due to the other person accompanying you. With his arms draped around your waist, head tucked in your chest. You combed your fingers through his hair, nails softly scratching his scalp.
You could feel Jude fidgeting from on top of you at the contact. A small noise escaped from his throat, a little horse and laced heavy with sleep. “Morning, love.”
You smiled when you felt his arms tightened around you. Your hands moving to rest behind his neck, fingers trailing mindlessly across his naked back. “Morning, birthday boy.” you mumbled, softly kissing the top of his head.
A small smile made its way on Jude’s face, not enough to be a full one because of how sleepy he still was. You chuckled at his droopy smile, the sight has you feeling lightheaded and lovesick.
“Come on, babe.” you softly muttered, patting his back to wake him up. “We have a lot planned today.”
He whined, nuzzling his face more in your chest. “Don’ wanna move. You’re too comfy.” his long fingers absentmindedly scratching along your sides.
“Baby-“
He whined again.
“Babe-“
“Nooo.”
“Jude.”
He immediately lifted his head up. Eyebrows furrowed, with a pout on his lips. “What?” he almost looked offended.
“We need to get ready, Jude.” you explained, kissing his nose softly.
“No.”
“No?”
He shook his head, “Not when you’re calling me that.” he rolled his eyes, and huffed. He looked like a toddler that was denied candy.
Your eyes softened as you try to hide your growing grin. “What? Your name?”
“I’m not just Jude.”
“That’s literally your name.”
“Not for you.”
You rolled your eyes, “Okay then, baby, babe, sweetheart, angel, cutie pie, apple of my eye, honey bun, blueberry muffin, sugarplum, precious baby boy.” you let out a deep breath, lifting his head with your two hands.
The biggest grin took place onto his face, his eyes round with fondness when he looks up at you. He cutely scrunched his nose. Taking the covers of off you too and stood up. He stretched his limbs, giving you the perfect opportunity to shamelessly ogle at his abs.
“You alright?” Jude cockily smirked, eyes dragging along your figure on the bed. His ego doubling in size when he caught you staring.
You grunted, “Ugh, I hate you.”
“You didn’t say that last night.”
“Jude!”
“Not my name!”
reblog to support!
#yeah….#i feel like he would be a little shit when he doesn’t get enough attention on his birthday#lmaoooo#jude bellingham one shot#jude bellingham imagine#jude bellingham fanfic#jude bellingham x reader#jude bellingham x you#jude bellingham fluff#jude bellingham blurb#jude bellingham#football x y/n#football x you#football imagine#football x reader#hana writes!
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You really didn't think that one through huh?
idk if im sobbing, wheezing, or choking on my tea <3
#in short: AKSJBDAKSJDNASKNC#no yeah this is. The Accuracy lmfaooooooo#wally: avoiding the problem always works!#wally when avoiding the problem doesnt work: ....ohhhhhhh i get it now-#bbg pulled an oopsie fucking daisy!!!#wh modern human au#offerings to the bog#yk... i think. if the crash didnt happen#i think wally would have gone back. eventually#but not without Major fucking damage being done to his and barnaby's relationship lmaoooo#could they have come back from it? technically yes. but not the same. theyve lost something#BUT LUCKILY THAT'S NOT THE TIMELINE!#the timeline is worse but ends better somehow...#lmfao im imagining wally fuckin Ubering back bc home wouldnt start#and barnaby is just. in the front yard with wally's stuff in bags like a jilted lover asknasldknasldk#he winds up in sally's basement smhhhhhh#nah jk he'd probably wind up just living entirely in his lil garage-turned-art-studio#at least its a nice garage....#WHY AM I STILL THINKING ABOUT IT THATS NOT WHAT HAPPENS#< i say as if i dont think of at (alternate timeline) after at of aus-#what would happen If what would happen If If if If AAAAAAAA
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Holy cow there’re a lot and I really do mean A LOT of Welcome Home AUs, and more coming too. Not saying it’s a bad thing, but it makes sense considering WH doesn’t have a lot to work with so it leaves tons of room for fans to play around with. I just hope it doesn’t get outta hand like what happened to Undertale with its AUs.
People are free to have creative liberty on what aus they wanna make- like you said there is very little canon content to munch on so people will pull a “fine I’ll do it myself” JCHFHDHU-
I personally don’t mind it as well, but I do enjoy the aus where they purposely change Wally’s height just to make him more simp-able LMAOO
#Personally all my aus (like 3-4-? Honestly kinda just one aka mob the others are off brands LMAO) Wally are all still the same height#Except Yakuza Wally#He’s a single apple taller#Used god like powers to gain a single inch of height#Home wouldn’t allow any more smhhhhhh#Iv seen a lot of aus but personally I’m a big fan of the more jokey/light hearted non serious ones#Like this one whole au is just Wally being high LMAOOOO#Iv been tempted to make a au just called “Wally commits tax evasion/fraud” for like two weeks now#Oh I also love gangster au (joke au please don’t take this seriously) from toonz#Stunning amazing brilliant perfect show stopping-#More serious is probably greyscale#Mostly cause one: dadpa biased-#And two it’s a really cool concept with hella lotta drama for it (gotta love me some broken ass peeps)#But yeah as long as people don’t start making really sus aus/breaking clowns boundaries in the au verse we should be fine#Cause lort fuggin knows that they will be harassed to oblivion for it JDHDHDDH
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