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circeyoru · 2 days

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Is the Collector capable of feeling romance? Sorry if you've already answered this or something similar😅

I know it's our choice, but i would like to know from the writer's perspective.

This is for {Collection of Overlords}, check MASTERLIST for the work

If it's something similar... I think it'll be the ask about if the Collector/you are ace or like Alastor when it comes to romance and relationships, the main answer is here and the add-on is here.

But, in my perspective, the answer to your question is yes. You're capable of feeling romance and do feel such things. Now why it was never explored in the story up until now is because you take your standing into consideration.

After Part 7, you're set up as one of the sides of the universal balance. So pretty OP (overpowered), just not a top-of-the-world type of deal since you share this same title with Trick. BUT you are the top person in Hell, so yeah.

The closest 'romance' you have of feeling is towards Alastor. Remember you healing him? Yeah, you didn't need to show yourself to him to heal him nor do you need to make your appearance known in the hotel. You being out in the open is a way of showing that you care. I mean, you even stayed and started a new project of yours. Your favouritism is 'love', but I didn't show it as obviously because the focus group this time included other Overlords.

Your love language here is Acts of Service. If it's not obvious enough. Cause you treasure your collection and their uses. You'd be in love with what they do in your name, like someone is killing for you or growing strong for your attention. Are you a narcissist? Not really. You're not that self-centered or arrogant, nor do you lack empathy and consideration for other people. You're just more selective in your care and attention. That's how you got your collection in the palm of your hands.

Yet you can't help but give more favouritism to Alastor because of his over-the-top devotion to you. But, not sure if anyone noticed, Alastor's not the only one to submit to you as quick, Zestial is the other one. (a bit of lore here) The reason why Zestial and Alastor got along was cause they have that in common. Now why you favour Alastor more? Because Zestial is not as active as Alastor when it came to his services.

While Alastor hunts down unworthy and self-proclaimed Overlords for you, Zestial collects information and assesses the situation with his wisdom. See, Zestial doesn't actually do much to be frank. He as the oldest in the Collection is good to you when it comes to teaching new souls that enter your collection, that's all. Not to mention, he holds unspoken power when you aren't present in meetings. Like in episode 2, everyone quiets down, listens, and agrees with Zestial. It's cause Zestial is seen as another you.

Why not Alastor? Because he's just seeking your attention, he doesn't care for leading the group on or helping the others, he doesn't care about others or giving them a chance to gain what would be his attention and favour from you. Alastor is well aware that the collection has such a variety of demons and personalities because you want demons with different talents and focus. Most of the other Overlords knew this too, there's a hierarchy that I won't explain here.

Oh, Alastor's not the only candidate for your 'love'. There are bits of romance towards Carmilla and Rosie, if you prefer that. Otherwise, see it as platonic~

These are my thoughts. In the end, you're the one interpreting the story and 'you'.

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i-will-cry-you-a-river · 2 months

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If Shen Yuan would have transmigrated after realizing his sexuality, SVSSS would have been even more unhinged.

Like, he already notices the beautiful men he is surrounded by, but now these beautiful men could be an option for him. Sure, not LBH because he is the protagonist of a stallion novel, he will get his harem of pretty flowers, but the others! After all, if all women belongs to the protagonist, maybe it wouldn't be frowned upon for the men to be cutsleeves. Right? His cute little white sheep will have all the peerless beauties, but the other men who also deserve love and appreciation and care will have no one and that would be a crime.

Now, he just has to figure out which one of his beautiful and handsome and reliable and strong martial brothers is open to have a... a closer relationship with him. I mean, one of them has to be at least a little bit queer, right?! That's just statistics!

#shen qingqiu #shen yuan #sqq's harem #svsss #obviously his (lack of) awareness would stay the same #he would just be more open to the fact that everybody is freaking gorgeous and that he is very gay for them #the internal freaking out would increase tho #obviously #sy transmigrated after realizing he is gay au

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fuckmyskywalker · 9 months

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aaa!! love your stuff so so soo much. i wanna see Luke inherit his father’s skill for manipulation. obviously, with Luke, it’s from a totally kind-hearted place because he couldn’t bare to hurt you, but sometimes he needs to twist your mind a lil to get what he wants <4

CW: 18+, smut! Luke being manipulative yes, my babygirl. Oral sex (m).

a/n: HE TOTALLY DOES! This is for you my stargirl.

Seeing Luke cry was like an arrow straight to the heart.

“Don’t you love me?” He whispered, burying his face in his hands. His body was trembling, as if he was seconds away from breaking down, which was scary. Seeing every wall crumbling down just because of you, was terrible.

His face made you feel as if you were the villain of the story. The evil mistress who broke the young Skywalker’s heart. “Of course I love you.” You mumbled, staring at your own feet. His quiet sobs were painful. Taking shaky steps you stopped next to him, hesitantly sitting next to him on the couch. Touching him was like signing a death sentence.

And Luke Skywalker was the executioner.

“If you loved me, you wouldn't leave me” He raised his head just the slightest bit so he could peer at you from between his fingers. Those piercing blue eyes were enough to make your knees buckle— and thank the Maker you were seated, or else the floor would gladly receive you.

His hand reached for yours and you didn’t dare to let go. It was like a vicious cycle. Breaking up because his love was like a tight rope around your neck, smothering you and choking you, until Luke came back crawling and asking for forgiveness for pushing you away with his possessiveness and sudden bursts of emotions. You had no idea where it came from, and you always wondered if it had to do with the lack of attention he had from a formal parental figure or his gloomy upbringing.

“I'm trying to make things right Luke—” Your voice was soft, you hated confrontation and Luke knew it. It wouldn't be hard to convince you. “This… isn't fair for either of us”

Standing up and walking to your room was the wisest choice— but when it came to looking, all you could do to help yourself was allow him back into your life. It doesn't matter how many times you have done it, the situation repeats over and over until it feels more like a weekly thing, than something that should be avoided. Luke was aware of the fact. Anything of these was fair to you because he was doing it on purpose; from his perspective, he was just protecting what belonged to him. He never had much growing up in the hostile world of Tatooine… now— he has anything he wants, and he wants you.

His calloused hands, a product of hours of training to protect the galaxy— to protect you, squeezed your palm and enveloped your fingers tightly.

“Look… my love” His voice no longer sounded desperate, his face began to fall slowly. Almost acquiring a menacing frame. Though he tried to make his voice as gentle as he could; there was an unspoken venom that was hard to conceal behind such a thin façade. “You can’t leave me. We need to stay together. I… I love you. I simply cannot imagine my life without you, so— please stop all this nonsense of wanting to leave me”

There it was. The same old trick. Every. Single. Time. You fell into his trap. And today wasn't the exception.

Exasperation began to build up inside your chest. Deep down you knew this was wrong— but wait a minute, Luke made you feel so loved, he gave you everything you asked for, and he showered you with gifts or dates, or whatever kriff you wanted that day. So, was it a bad thing to forgive him? You weren't an idiot, despite Luke's attempts to brainwash you. This relationship wasn't healthy, it was far from stable,— was it starting to get old?

“Just listen to me, just once” You breathed, running a hand through your hair. “I can't keep doing this. I'm tired of always fighting and making up and feeling like I am the problem and—”

“Why should I listen to you when you clearly don't understand anything whatsoever?” Luke let go of your hands, cupping your cheeks and dragging your face closer to his. The same blue irises that you learned to love, were staring deep inside your soul, testing you, reading you. “It’s okay if you don't get it. I understand it can be difficult sometimes— You are not meant to do the things you enjoy, not while you are with me, I mean— You already have me, what else would you possibly need?” He wasn’t crying anymore, his eyes were puffy, and his cheeks were flushed.

Luke never had a problem with crying, especially when he wanted to; He begs, whines, and pleas… Completely fulfilling his desired act. To make you feel so remorseful you will bend under his will.

His smile didn't have any right to be so sweet, so bright. Luke Skywalker didn't have any right to be a ray of sun.

“Now you are mine” Luke’s voice was above a whisper. Whatever he was doing it was undoubtedly working. “You don't need to do anything else, my starlight. We can be together. Forever.” Such promise was supposed to be soothing until it wasn't.

His lips brushed over yours, having you right where he wanted.

“I'm just… protective” Your ex–or your boyfriend– or whoever he was now— continued. Pressing gentle kisses until your mind began to get foggy. Luke’s lips were like a drug. He never gave you enough to satiate that ich that the taste of his sweet mouth created in your body. “You couldn't understand because you'd never had someone love you as much as I do. Don't you see?”

Granting him with a soft nod, your eyes fluttered with what appeared to be desire. Luke could read you like an open book. His kisses began to be more slow, steady, and more intimate. He was testing the waters. He needed to prep you first.

“Don’t you see?” He asked again, running his hands up and down your hips, shifting in his seat. “I ask you to do all those things for your good. You are too blinded by your kindness that you fail to see that people out there are cruel. They are just trying to take advantage of you”

What if he was right? Luke had no… he had no reasons to lie to you, right? His weight on top of your body was comforting. This was something familiar, his closeness was soothing. Luke was there—your Luke.

Yes! He was right! People were cruel, mean. Your friends were making fun of you behind your back, just like Luke said. Your friends were a bad influence, just like Luke said. You were just too blind to see it because you often only choose to see the good side of people, unlike Luke. He knows when something is wrong. He always knows. And, as your boyfriend he is allowed to take care of you.

Luke’s kisses became more desperate, eager. His tongue explored your mouth and his fingers gripped your skin as if you were about to leave. “I’m just doing what’s best for you, princess” He moaned against your lips, as his hands cupped your breasts and squeezed with his strong hands. “Soon you’ll see how much I worry about you, once you see that, you’d understand the truth. Because in all reality… you’re just being silly. Aren’t you?” His hands slid inside your blouse, snapping your bra open and wasting no time playing with your nipples, rolling them and pinching them. “Aren’t you silly, my beautiful darling?” Luke hurried you, moaning quietly when he heard you whine his name and arch your back.

Yes, Luke was obsessed. And he was proud of it.

He guided you kindly, forcing you into a state of mind where all you could think of was him. The power his words held was surreal. Your brain was mush, just like Luke wanted it to be. Helping you untie his belt, he watched with amazement how your mouth lowered on him. He loved to see you like this, after he cried you always felt guilty and did anything he asked for in order to cope and ease with your remorse. Luke hates seeing you cry, and he firmly believes what he is doing is for you; He is truly worried. You are the only good thing he has in his life, so of course he is going to do anything in his power to keep you by his side.

He moaned your name as your tongue licked the sensitive head of his cock, tasting him and rolling your eyes at the taste. Luke’s breath hitched, buckling his hips and whining when you began to take him inside your mouth. His length felt thick and heavy inside your mouth, giving him head was one of your favorite things to do.

“This is what you want, right?” Luke whispered, brushing hair away from your face and keeping a hand over your head to control your movements. It didn’t take you long to grow at a steady pace, and for Luke to become a teary-eyed, moaning mess. “You want m—me…”

You wanted to answer but his dick in your throat was preventing you from; A simple whimper came from your mouth and Luke groaned at the sound buckling his hips faster, basically fucking your face. You gasped for air when he yanked your hair and rubbed his wet cock against your cheek, smearing your spit and his precum, your chest heaving with difficulty. Luke took his time to slap the swollen tip of his cock over your lips, your cheek, enjoying how your eyes seemed to go hazy with pleasure at the feeling.

“Say it” His voice is soft, massaging your scalp with his fingertips. “Say you are mine. Say that you will never leave.”

The words choked in your throat, he was again asking you to tie yourself to him and you weren’t sure if you truly wanted that.

But you did it anyway.

“I belong to you; I will never leave you. I love you.”

The smile of relief that danced across his lips swelled your heart. Luke was happy.

So you were happy too.

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petersbaby · 1 year

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Library - Eddie Munson x Reader

Warnings: Slight perv!eddie, fingering, choking. This one is pretty tame

A/N: I wanted to remind everyone that I take donations/tips and the kofi is linked in my pinned post! Your girl is lowkey struggling right now and it would mean the world. Obviously you don’t have to, but it’s there if you’re feeling generous. <3

You had strict parents. That’s how you ended up here, tucked away in a corner of your local library after school with Eddie. You loved him, of course, you thought he was a good person when you put aside all the annoying shit he does.

Your parents, though, not so much. He’s pretty much a textbook “bad boy,” not the kind of person they would want you to be hanging out with. They only knew about him what they had heard; the rumors.

When Eddie asked you to help him with a class he was failing because it was your best subject, you couldn’t invite him over. This was the meeting point. You had agreed, because you really did want to see him graduate. And possibly because he smokes you out from time to time free of charge.

You had a nice little friendship going, it was just one that not many people were aware of. You kind of liked the privacy, but you knew it must feel shitty on his end because he gets judged and therefore so does whoever he associates with. The library wasn’t busy, it was surprisingly vacant.

You two sat together at a table, side by side, close. Chairs pulled up next to each other and all kinds of stuff scattered across the surface of the table. Notebooks, a textbook, printed sheets, flash cards, the whole nine yards. He was overwhelmed but trying to stay still and pay attention.

You read to him aloud from the textbook as if he were a child who couldn’t read, but all he could think about was how good you smelled and how pretty your eyelashes were and the holes in the jeans you wore.

You finished reading a paragraph.

“Okay, write that down. That’s 100% going to be on the test, so it’s important.”

You pick up the pencil and hand it to him, as the notebook with messily scrawled out notes sat in front of him. He just stares at it. He doesn’t even take the pencil.

“I uhh, I’m really sorry but I didn’t catch any of that. Could you read it again?”

You take a deep breath in and out, trying to be patient. He never could focus.

“I will, but listen this time. Seriously.”

“Okay, okay.” He nods, and you return to the book.

Your skin looked so soft, he could find out if it actually was as soft as it looked so easily. He could just reach down and touch your leg, so fucking easy.

This time, halfway through the passage, you check to make sure he’s not spacing out, and he is. Just this time, instead of his gaze staring into something off in the distance, it was on you.

You stop speaking and just look at him til he notices you stopped. It takes him a minute, but the lack of your voice in his ears brings him to look up at you, confused.

“What? Why’d you stop?”

“Because you don’t look like you’re listening to me.”

“I’m *totally* listening. You’re talking about the uh… the American revolution.”

“French. The French revolution.”

“Right, yeah, that’s what I meant.”

You sigh and put your hand on your face.

“You need to be on medication, eds, you have ADHD.”

“It’s not… listen, you just look… you look very pretty. Can’t stop looking at you.”

You have to fight off the smile that tries to spread across your face, ears and cheeks heating up.

“Thank you. But look at the book, not me.”

“UGH. I can’t. I need an ugly tutor, then I’d be able to concentrate.”

“Quit.” You say softly, squirming in your seat at the compliments he’s giving you. He makes you nervous, but in a good way. It’s hard to explain.

“I’ve got an idea. Okay?”

“Mhm.”

“You wanna kiss me?”

Now it was his turn to blush a little bit. He’s nervous now in that exact same way, same way as you. There was obviously some tension there in the friendship that you knew about and felt, you knew he had a thing for you, at least to some degree. Maybe you did for him, too. A little.

“Fuck yes.”

“Do your work, and you can. Only after.”

“Okay, I think I got everything done for today. Am I finished?” He asks, wanting to finally put the pencil down. His hand hurt.

“For today.” You emphasize. “You’re still really behind.”

He fixes his eyes on your soft lips, just wondering what they taste like. You catch this fascination.

“Alright,” you sigh, turning to face him, “go ahead.”

You had to act like this was an inconvenience for you, like it wasn’t EXACTLY what you wanted too. He places his right hand on your face, softly holding it and pressing his lips against yours, and it quite literally takes your breath away.

It lasts for what feels like forever, neither one of you pulling away. In fact, instead of pulling apart, you become even more intertwined.

You deepen the kiss, your hand coming up to caress his face as well. You focused on the way his stubble felt beneath your touch, and the way all you smelled was aftershave and smoke.

You take his bottom lip between your teeth, biting down on it just a little bit, pulling, then letting it fall back into place. Your tongue runs across it to both soothe the nip but to also request access into his mouth, which is immediately granted.

As the kiss-turned-make out session went on, his hand fell down to your neck, feeling the warm and sensitive skin there. He doesn’t know why, he doesn’t know why he feels the need to do this, but he experimentally wrap his big, rough hand around your throat.

No pressure, just placing it there. It was almost absentmindedly, and he didn’t think much of the gesture. You get annoyed by it, though, and place your hand over his, squeezing it for him.

“Fuck, you like that?” He mutters quietly.

“Shut up.” You kiss him again.

He squeezes the sides of your throat with just the right amount of intoxicating pressure while your tongues explore each other’s mouths.

‘Wait,’ you thought, and pulled away from him. You look all around the area, scanning for people. You forgot where you were, just for a minute there.

“There��s nobody here.” He whispers, assuring you after seeing your slightly panicked expression. You then look up at the ceiling.

“No cameras either. You think the town has enough money for all that shit?” He reads your mind, and you relax.

“Unbutton these jeans for me, yeah?”

You don’t know where this is going, but you oblige. Just something about him made you want to do everything he asked.

He kisses you again, hand trailing down your body til they dip into your pants. He rubs circles over your clit on top of your panties, and you gasp softly at the sudden feeling.

You tried your best to keep consistently kissing him back and hold it together, but then his hand finds it’s way into your panties too.

“Holy shit.” He comments, simply, to himself and against your lips.

You can guess that you’re probably embarrassingly wet and that that is what he’s just discovered. He easily slips in his middle finger, effortlessly, and you gasp.

You also spread your legs to make it a bit easier for him. This was so gross, so illegal, but so good. You couldn’t stop even if you wanted to.

Your tongues dance together, occasionally fighting for dominance, lips both covered in saliva from one another. He gently pushes his one finger in and out of you, trying not to get too eager and overwhelm you.

But once you started seemingly trying to grind against his hand, he adds in another digit. You pant against his lips as he curls them inside you, as deep as the can go, scissoring them against your walls.

“Oh, god, Eddie,” you say in a whisper, more of a quiet whine than anything.

“Shhh.” He soothes, covering your mouth with his own, not letting up. In fact, they got faster, his thick calloused fingers.

You were gonna cum. You were gonna cum? In the library, with people in the building? Yeah, you had to. It was unavoidable and you weren’t able and didn’t have the time to say anything, but he could tell by the way you clenched around him and the way you were struggling to kiss him back.

“Yeah? Just be quiet.” He whispers.

You just nod your head breathlessly. When it hits you, it really hits you, and if you were alone you would absolutely scream. You can’t, and you know that, so your first idea is to cover your hand over your own mouth tightly to stifle any noise.

“Good girl, that’s a good girl.” He continues to whisper as you ride it out.

You take your hand away, trying to catch your breath and breathe like a normal person again. He removes his hand too, and you quickly go to zip and button your jeans again, straightening yourself out.

“Jesus Christ.” You half-chuckle, in disbelief at how far things went.

“To thank you. For helping me.” He explains.

“And maybe to convince you to do it again tomorrow? I know I’m hard to teach but I promise I’ll behave.”

“Of course.” You say, as if it were a given.

“You’re a really sweet girl, you know that?” He smiles.

“Whatever.” You jokingly roll your eyes, smiling a little too. You getting up to collect all your things, and he helps you put the stuff into your backpack.

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remotepixel · 3 months

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Hi!! Can you write something for the platonic Yandere Avengers with a meta–human teenage reader? Something resembling emotion management. The reader can cause apathy, joy, etc. BUT at the same time he does not want to deal with the avengers

Hi!!! Thank you for requesting!

Tw: yandere themes + kidnapping mentions.

The way you meet the Avengers would really depend on how vocal you are about your powers.

-If you’re a vigilante of sorts, relying on triggering criminal’s emotions and fighting them head on, they would reach out first (they don’t really want unidentified superpower kids running around).

-If you hide/use your powers for smaller things, it would probably be another event (e.g. winning a national competition) that draws their attention to you.

Either way, as time progresses, you’re able to clearly see their obsessiveness surrounding you, and, obviously, you don’t want to be apart of that.

-Apathy was the first emotion you tried. If they simply didn’t care about you, they would you leave you alone, yeah?

-Yeah, no.

-If they didn’t yet know of your powers, they could take a good guess now.

Obviously all of them wouldn't be fans of it but I think Tony would hate your powers the most.

-He already struggles to deal with his feelings so constantly supplying him with more messes with his head, especially when it's a clear sign you don't like him.

-He would spend hours reaching in hopes of finding a solution.

Natasha would be a close second.

-Growing up as a spy who was taught to lack any emotion, there's a lot of unprocessed feelings still there.

-In a way, the apathy isn't that different from how she normally feels, or at least presents, but knowing someone else is trying to control her emotions again leaves a bitter taste in her mouth.

Steve, on the other hand, doesn't think too much of it.

-He's aware that this is your coping skill and this whole situation is a lot to handle.

-He'll still hang out, trying to ignore the chokehold of unwanted feelings you’re sending his way, and talk to you like normal.

Bruce would probably be uncomfortable but try to follow Steve's footsteps.

-In a way, the apathy is nice compared to the guilt he feels.

-He knows, probably the most out of all of them, the obsessiveness they all feel isn’t normal at all.

-However, he still goes along with Tony’s experiments and ideas of how to stop (or even better, fully get rid) of your powers, despite any regrets he knows he’ll have.

Clint is also a bit reluctant.

-Thanks to having a family on his own, Clint knows how to deal with kids.

-But those ones don’t ignore him and send him the emotional version of a death threat.

-I think he’ll go along with the other avengers for their sakes rather than his.

-He has a family to ground him, make him self-aware and less overbearing as the others, but he’s not going out of his way to stop them either.

Thor’s a bit unaware of how you want nothing to do with them.

-He wouldn’t be good at dealing with your powers, but he’s dealt with Loki for all his life, and he’s sure you’ll turn around eventually.

-He’ll try to ‘deny’ any emotions you’re sending him while acting too casual for a god trying to befriend some teenager.

If you don’t warm up after a few months, they’d resort to kidnapping.

-It wasn’t their favourite idea, since it would definitely take away any process they’ve made (not that it’s much), but it now means they can constantly be around you and you can’t do anything (yay!).

-Your powers would either be taken away, or useless (e.g. staying a certain distance away if it’s range limited), leaving you completely defenceless.

From there, it’s a waiting game for stockholm syndrome to kick in so you can finally realise who your true family :)

#RemotePixel #platonic yandere #yandere mcu #yandere marvel #platonic yandere avengers

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melodrangea · 6 months

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Ok okay 😼 Marie when she realizes stein has a weapon child(basing off the last request and I think it’s obvious I see the mad scientist as a father 🫣🤭) and obviously how stein reaction to his child seeing Marie as a mom!

You can write it anytime! Take your time! Don’t rush anything and MAKE SURE TO STAY HYDRATED AND HEALTHY!🎆

thank you my dear!! I’m healthy and semi hydrated so I figured I met the conditions to write again lol

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Marie with Stein’s Weapon Child

-I think this goes without saying but Marie was aware of you long before she started teaching at the DWMA

-she’s a death sythe and Stein is one of the best meisters in the world, meaning your existence isn’t exactly hideabke so she would’ve heard about maybe even in brief passing

-wether she knew you were a weapon or not before she met you doesn’t make much of a difference

-you officially met Marie when she came to stay with you and your dad while they were working on defeating Ashura

-and safe to say she fell in love with you within minutes

-you were semi down to earth like Stein but you were so sweet and just overall doteable

-finding out you were a weapon just made you two all the closer

-you took a liking to her fairly immediately, seeing her as a motherly figure with your own mother gone

-the three of you would train together after school in weekends (Stein even wielding both of you at once one time)

-Marie would be delighted if your weapon form was similar to hers, but even if it wasn’t she would love you the same

-but when Marie finds out you can also fight by herself!!!???

-she’s ecstatic, so so so proud of you even if you aren’t her child

-she wants to make sure you’re safe and healthy first and foremost, she won’t let you overwork yourself one bit 😤😤😤

-is a little concerned that a teenager can figure out how to fight on their own and she can’t but it’s whatever lol

-you would probably also grow a strong connection with Crona from him being over to see Marie so often

(you would totally threaten Ragnarok when he’s being a little shit)

-when you’re in the classroom you and Marie try to act like you two aren’t attached at the hip (but it’s a wee bit obvious she has a slight favorite)

-no one in class holds it against you though and it doesn’t mean Marie doesn’t love her other students just as much

-now getting onto Stein

-this man is shutting bricks terrified

-he barely understands his own teenager, let alone a woman his own age

-you two have your own way of speaking and suddenly you’re style is changing and his house is changing

-the man cannot cope

-once he gets over the first few weeks of “wtf is going on”, he settles in really nicely

-Stein may not say it but he really appreciates the relationship you and Marie have because sometimes he feels he is lacking as a parent in the emotional capacity

-he won’t admit it but he loves how much you two get along, it feels like he has his own small family, it makes his heart all fuzzy

-and when you start to notice that Stein likes Marie you are pushing it SO hard

-i mean accidentally “forgetting” something in Stein’s room so Marie goes to get it while Stein is sleeping

-slipping both of them gifts and pretending it’s from the other

-trying to get Stein to just freaking admit he like Marie

-and when they get together you’re happy as a clam, within a few months of the two of them dating, you start calling Marie ‘mom’

-she started bawling the first time you did, and from then on you three are an actual family

-if and when Stein and Marie get married she legally adopts you

-you three are an unstoppable team of badasses, especially when all three of you resonate

-the only problem is Marie trying to figure out how to tell you both the family is about to go from the terrifying three to the fearsome four….

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that’s all my dears!

I hope you thoroughly enjoyed

and per usual I am here solely for your literary pleasure

-Melodrangea <3

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bsd-elle · 1 year

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Kazuki's involvement and decision to take care of Miri stems from a lot of trauma and grief.

The moment we are introduced to him, we see him taking care of Rei, and chastising him on the cat that he saved.

He says that you shouldn't take care of something if you're not in it for the long run.

And obviously, that's a result of the loss of his wife and also, a direct result of his childhood.

He has made it clear, and is incredibly self-aware of the fact that he is the way he is because his parents' abandoned him.

And that could've, very easily, sent him down a road of self-destruction and chaos.

But he never let's it encroach his own personality, his own autonomy.

He makes decisions, and not only that, makes mistakes (like every human being), and rather than using a shield of his upbringing, or lack there of, he's concious and takes the blame with his whole chest.

And that is clear throughout episode 7, where you see the inner workings of his mind, how he's still trapped by the events that transpired 5 years back.

Not only mentally, but also not allowing himself to pursue any stability and happiness.

And I'm so glad the show decided to take that very deep, personal, and real look into trauma and grief, and the guilt that comes along with it, that you're leaving the person behind.

Kazuki feels like he's not allowed to be happy, he's scared to find happiness, because, in his head, it would be a betrayal of his wife.

I think Kazuki was living on auto-pilot since the events that transpired over five years back. He wanted his routine to be normal.

Works as a hitman, gambles his life away, hangs out with girls, takes care of Rei, and the cycle continues.

He desperately wanted things to stay the same way because he didn't want to confront the possibility that he was happy, nor even grapple with that idea, thus he constantly seeks uncertainty.

We're not even sure if he has a place to stay, as he states himself, he's crashing at Rei's place.

That was his life and he was content with that because anything to the contrary would mean he was moving on. He was changing, and that would be a direct betrayal of his past relationship.

He fought adamantly against change, he didn't want anything permanent in his life. He didn't want to take care of anything, because if he did, it would mean he was changing. If he were to be fulfilled by something new in his life, it would almost be like he was writing over the history he shared with Yuzuko, and the future they would've shared. The future that was taken away from them, by an action that he actively blames himself for.

Hence, he looked towards simple things that wouldn't make him feel fulfilled, things that he wouldn't have to look after or care for. And that could be something as simple as a pet.

Miri, with her rambunctious energy and sunshine personality, quite literally, bombarded into both of their lives.

From the jump, it's quite clear that Kazuki took a liking to her. But I can't imagine, the mental agony he faced, coming to terms with taking care for her.

Because that would mean he was having a family, 'writing over' a future he lost.

But like Karin said, Memories aren't a prison.

Kazuki is allowed to be happy, is allowed to have a family, he shouldn't hold himself back, because Yuzuko would want nothing more than for him to be happy.

And I think that was an incredibly well-written look into grief and trauma, and a reminder to everyone: If you lost somebody in your life, you doing need to hold yourself back to enjoying things, you don't have to feel guilty, because at the end of the day, you're not writing over history, you're not changing the past , but rather, you are looking forward to a new future while staying connected to the past, and that is okay.

Kazuki realizes that not only was he stopping himself from feeling joy at permanancy, but he was also actually happy, probably for the first time in a very long time.

He feels happy, he feels hopeful, he cares for his family and wants to take care of them, and look after them (because they would, quite literally, die without him😂).

Kazuki, deciding to look after Miri, put in all the extra effort and time, just to see her smile, goes to show the amount of care and love he has for Miri, and him taking control of being responsible for Miri's upbringing and future, so that she wouldn't 'end up like he did'.

In his journey of mindlessly wading through life, he was able to terms with the fact that he's allowed to be happy, he's allowed to feel fulfilled and allowed to have a family.

Sure, it's not the ideal one, probably not the one he envisioned; with a partner that couldn't hold his weight a lot of the time, and a child who's energy is so vivacious.

But what family is ideal? It's definitely not two hitmen, who can barely function on their own, and a child who has them wrapped around her finger.

Maybe it's not what he dreamed of, but hey, atleast he can spend the rest of his days teaching his little, imperfectly perfect family how to make a good French Toast.

#buddy daddy spoilers #miri buddy daddies #buddy daddies #rei suwa #kazuki kurusu #kazurei #kazuki buddy daddies #rei buddy daddies #elle stop ending your posts with the sappiest shit challenge failed #and also teach rei where the hospital is

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Do you really believe that Meghan would ever let Harry humiliate her with a divorce? I don’t. I think their ‘marriage’ is so twisted and toxic - and he’s basically a willing hostage. I truly believe she would never, ever allow “this one”(aka her property) to leave her of his own volition; and if he dare tried she would do everything in her power to coerce him into staying, mainly using the ‘children’, which I only believe she had (most likely not of body) to prolong her grift/ con and control over him and obviously as insurance if a divorce was forced by the BRF. I don’t believe he’ll ever be able to get rid of her because Meghan has no prospects and is universally despised. People are sick of Harry too, but see him as somewhat of a victim of her abuse, which I do agree with also. He’s not innocent, but she is so much worse and deserves to be dealt with harshly. It’s exhausting never seeing that bottom feeding parasite not getting her karma. The injustice is actually beyond intolerable. I’ve given up hope and feel that the gruesome twosome aren’t even worth hate watching at this point. It’s the same old stale crap with two overgrown children and their lack of shame and self awareness is mortifying. She will still be maligning the BRF and trying to destroy William and Catherine’s marriage until her last miserable breath because that is the kind of unrelenting, venomous, evil, (again miserable) piece of shite she is to her malevolent, rotten core. I hope she stays in this jail of a marriage and I hope it eats and eats and eats away at her every single day. Someday she’ll f*ck over the wrong person and it will all come crashing down, albeit at a snail’s pace, apparently 🙄

Hi Nonny,

I actually think Meghan is suffering quite a bit at the moment. The people she wants to adore her (the Hollywood A Listers) are mocking her and ignoring her, she has no deals that are remotely top tier, and she is back to her pre Suits days of hustling for minor jobs. For someone with her ego, this must be dreadfully humiliating, no matter how she spins it to herself. People are bored with her antics, and for a person like Meghan, having people bored with your presence and deliberately ignoring you is the worst fate possible.

As for the divorce, I agree that I can't see Meghan leaving Harry until she has another sucker lined up to take her on and foot her bills. What I can see is Harry leaving Meghan and going away somewhere. I agree that Meghan is an abuser and Harry started out as the abused person in the relationship, although now he seems to have willingly participated in some of it (I also think that Harry is not a nice person, but even horrible people can be victims of abuse by others, and that is what I see happening here, at least in the beginning). What could happen, and what may be happening now, is that Harry slowly wakes up to the fact that he is being manipulated, and then he decides he has had enough and leaves. If that happens then I think that Harry will not be swayed by any threats about the children to stay, because he will put himself first (as he always does). The question for me is will Harry wake up and start ot realise what is going on, or will he remain as he is for the rest of his life. Only time can answer that.

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⚠️ - 100 days

Charlie Slimecicle x f!reader

Chapter 1

Tw: Violence, gore, language

Based on the film by Slimecicle (yippee!!)

┌── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┐

It had been around 6 days since it had started. 6 exhausting days of travelling, scavenging and fighting. You were too scared to rest, let alone had the time for it.

You had stupidly decided to go into the city today, figuring there would be a good amount of supplies hidden away somewhere. But now you were trapped on the top floor of a random grey building as zombies flooded the floor beneath you.

Your back leaning against the cold wall, head in your knees. The sound of the zombies below fill your ears as you try and block them out.

They couldn’t reach you, the ladder was blocked with a trap door. But still you couldn’t shake the anxiety you felt as the banged on the wood.

It had been 4 days since the last sight of a human being. Your friend being torn from your grasp as she screams for help plays over and over in your mind; knowing that it’s your fault she wasn’t saved.

Soon the sound of the zombies and your own thoughts were interrupted by a panicked voice.

“OH!!! Well would you look at that”

You couldn’t see the owner of the voice (a man??) but you could hear the sound of a sword piercing flesh, as the sound of the zombies slowly quietened, but wasn’t silenced.

“TOP FLOOR’S ALWAYS THE SAFEST” the panicked voice says again as he realised that he was being overrun.

The sound of the trap door being opened and heavy panting caused you to look up in a fright. The man not realising you were there as he climbed through the floor with his back facing you.

He wheezed as he put his hands on his knees, attempting to catch his breath.

You immediately became aware of the weapons he had on him, becoming extra cautious incase he used them against you.

Still panting heavily he put his hands on his hips and stood up straight, slowly turning around to analyse the room he had climbed into.

“OH, shit”, he exclaimed when he turned around and saw you, your pocket knife now drawn and pointed straight towards him.

Out of reflex he reached for him sword that was attached to his belt, pointing it towards you as well.

“Who are you?” you questioned the brown haired man. Your voice raspy from having not talked in days and from the lack of water.

“Who are you?” he questioned back, sword reflecting in the sun.

“Shouldn’t I be the one asking that, you just appeared out of nowhere!”

His gaze hardened at the attitude you gave him.

“Just tell me your name, and I’ll tell you mine, okay? That’s fair considering I saved your life. Those zombies were almost breaking up here man.”

Copying his gaze you pursed your lips, deciding if you should tell him who you are. What if he’s a threat?

“Y/N. My name’s Y/N” you admitted with a sigh, not breaking eye contact with the man in front of you.

“Nice to meet you Y/N. I’m Charlie.”

He lowered his sword slightly, now pointing it more towards your legs than your body.

“This your… base or something” He asked as he broke eye contact, looking around the room. “Not much here at all.”

“No, it’s not. I was chased by them. I didn’t even know they could climb ladders until now. Luckily I was quick enough to close the trap door before any of them could get up.”

Your eyes stayed on the man’s face as he turned his attention back to you

“You have a base?” He tilted his head.

“Well… Not exactly”

“So you move around a lot then?”

“Why are you asking so many questions?” Your head titled the same as his.

“I don’t know… You’re the first person I’ve come across since this all started.”

You moved your knife down slightly, lowering your guard. If he would have wanted you dead he would have done it by now.

“Really? Is there no one else around here?”

“Not that I’ve see no. Apart from you obviously. Y’know, you’re pretty lucky I came around when I did. Another few minutes and you would have been zombie lunch.”

He bounced up and down on the balls of his feet slightly, his sword now at his side.

“I could’ve defended my self you know”

Charlie clicks his tongue.

“Ehh… I don’t think so. I couldn’t take them all there were that many down there. Which is why you should be thanking me.”

His voice got more enthusiastic the more he talked to you, seeming proud of himself.

“Yeah, yeah. Thanks I guess.” you replied with a hint of sarcasm he seemed to not pick up on.

He smiled lazily to himself, still shifting on his feet. It was silent for a moment, the only sound filling the room were the zombies from the floor below and outside.

“I think we should go take care of them…” He looked up at you as he scratched the back of his neck.

“Wait, you’re not bit, are you?” You asked him, suddenly becoming cautious again.

“No, no I’m not. Nearly was a couple times but… I’m not no.”

“Okay good, I’m not either. I swear if you go all zombie on me I will kill you” You glared at him, bringing the knife back up and pointing it in his direction to prove your point.

“I don’t doubt that, jeez” He replied, fixing his pastel green shirt out of nerves.

“Good.”

You finally stood on your feet, knife now back down at your side as you turn your back to him to pick up your back pack.

“You found any supplies?” He asks curiously.

“No, whole fucking place is empty.”

“Yeah I couldn’t find much stuff either. Must’ve already been raided.”

“Shame.” You replied dryly as you walked towards him and the trap door.

“Okay, so, game plan,” he started and you turned your gaze to him. “You take the right, and I’ll take the left. I don’t think there’s that many there, but just in case.”

“Cool”

He nodded to himself in re assurance and took a deep breath before opening the trap door. The groans of zombies and reek of rotting flesh immediately filling the room.

“I’ll go down first, you follow after me” Charlie instructed with his eyes glued on the ladder.

You didn’t respond verbally, only nodding at him even though he didn’t see it.

He jumped down suddenly, and you were quick to follow, immediately turning to the right and facing 3 zombies.

You swung your knife straight towards the closest one’s head, the blood splashing back and hitting you on the cheek.

You took the other two out in the same way, knowing it was easier to go for the head.

When you had taken them out you turned back around the see Charlie handling the last one. His sword came crashing through it’s skull with a force, making it drop immediately.

He let out a heavy sigh and he slowly turned to face you again. Blood covered the right side of his face, but he seemed unbothered by it.

“Well, I’m tired now. Suns almost set so it’s probably a good idea for me to head back to my base.”

“Yeah probably.” You responded dryly again, only thing on your mind being how you would probably have to set up camp on the top floor and fight off zombies the whole night.

“You should come back with me. I just got done building my base and you look like you need to rest.”

You looked up at him in shock.

“Really? You’re just going to let some random girl into your base. I could be a threat you know”, you exclaimed with folded arms.

“Yeah but, you’re not going to try anything. I know that. And if you do just know I’m so much more prepared than you, you’d be giving yourself a death wish.

He threatened as he attached his blood covered sword back onto his belt.

“Yeah I guess. Are you sure it’s okay?”

“Mhm, I don’t mind. Plus it’ll be nice to not be lonely. We can sleep in shifts so that way we’re protected and can rest.”

Charlie began walking towards the stairs out of the building, expecting you to follow him.

“C’mon Y/N. It’s gonna be dark before we get there, so I suggest moving those legs of yours.” He called out as he disappeared to the floor below.

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A/N: I HAVEN’T WRITTEN IN OVER A YEAR!!! YAY!!

#charlie slimecicle #slimecicle #slimecicle x reader #mcyt #x reader #fem reader #youtube #charlie slimecicle x reader #zombie au #apocalypse au #qsmp #dsmp

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jongseongsnudes · 1 year

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five.

warning; 😳😳😳🤭🤭🤭 0.6k words.

masterlist.

“want me to walk you home?”

“it’s okay kai, the walk isn’t long. i’ll see you tomorrow at work!” you reassure the boy and walk out his opened front door, along with jungwon who was also going home.

after quick byes, you and jungwon begin making your way home which was thankfully in the same direction. you’ve never been a fan of the horror genre but because your two friends loved it so much, you had agreed to watching an entire horror marathon tonight. what a regret that was.

because now you’re scared shitless!

“are you okay there?” jungwon's sudden voice knocks you out of your daze, only now remembering where you both were.

to get home from kai's house, you two had to cross a rather dark park which was usually lively until 7pm. it was now almost 11pm which explains the emptiness... and lack of lighting.

“i’m okay...”

“you’re scared right now aren’t you?”

“no,” you both stay quietly staring at each other for moment, as if sharing the same thought. he knows you were lying and surely enough, you were. “... okay maybe i’m a little scared... just a little.”

you watch as the boy’s face immediately light up in all smiles, obviously amused at your confession. you smack him for it, seeing how it was partly his fault!

“those movies are fake, there’s nothing to be scared of-” he pauses for a brief moment, his eyes completely wide like he had just seen a ghost, completely freaking you out, ”did you see that? there’s something over there!”

“what! what’s there? where? what! what!” you were frantically searching around the park, your eyes scanning back and forth so fast that you’re just about to pass out.

“there! right there! something is there! AHHH!”

you naturally squeal along and instinctively fling yourself towards jungwon, your face now burried into his chest as your hands gripped into his poor jacket. at this point, you feel as though your heart was going to jump out of your chest, tears now in your eyes at the thought of something appearing and attacking you.

“hey- are... are you crying?” the boy seems hesitant at first but eventually wraps one arm around you, hugging you closer as his other hand reaches up to pat your head. “i- i was only kidding. i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to make you cry.”

“th- that wasn’t funny...” you look up at him through teary eyes, softly smacking his chest for the stupid prank, “... i hate you.”

“i’m sorry.”

no one says anything for a bit with jungwon continuing to pat your head while you hid your face in his now partially wet jacket. it took you a moment but you became very aware of the fact that your manager was literally hugging you right now, something that came so weirdly... natural.

it reminded you of how he held your hand under the blanket earlier in the night, helping you keep calm while watching horrifying scenes. after that happened, you barely even paid attention to the movie... your mind too occupied with internally squealing the whole time.

“hey,” his soft voice immediately soothes you and you tilt your head up to look at him. and in that moment, your heart almost explodes to the view of jungwon smiling down at you, his hand now moving to gently cup your cheek.

you don’t know how to react to this but would it be crazy if you said that he was gradually leaning in closer to you?

potentially leaning in to... kiss you?

end.

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animeyanderelover · 1 year

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I’m still amused by the fact that in Naruto Classic Itachi and Kisame went into the village with their cloaks on and apparently thought that wearing some big hats would be enough to hide their identity.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, mentions of abduction, overprotective behavior, threats, intimidation, sexual harassment

S/o gets harassed in town

🍡 Itachi, despite having been the one who isolated you thanks to his paranoia and possessiveness getting the better of him, tries to keep his darling sane by still taking them outside. This mostly means somewhere outside in nature since it would be really dangerous if someone would recognize him and would see you with him together. Not only would you be put in the bingo book since people would assume that you're connected to him, it would also mean that some bounty hunters would look for you. He's dragged you into enough troubles already. He's aware that eventually the lack of social interaction gets to you though because he's the only one who you really have now. He's no substitute for you though, you still despise him for having taken you away from everyone and everything you loved.

🍡 Itachi can't just take you out to a town or village either or to be more specific, he doesn't want to. He might come up with logical reasons as much as he wants, part of him just doesn't trust you enough yet. If you try to run away and ask people for help, there will be a problem because his selfish side couldn't let you go. Not now that he has abducted you. There would have to be a level of trust between you two for him to even consider this and even then he thinks a bit too much about what might go all wrong. Seeing you withering away because you are so unhappy that you are stuck inside pulls painfully on his heartstrings until he caves in and asks you if you'd like to accompany him to a town not too far away but also not too close to where he keeps you. You haven't looked as happy as you do in that moment since he's taken you and i has his heart racing.

🍡 You think he's overdoing it when he forces you to wear clothes to conceal yourself more as he does the same. He ties his hair up in a bun, takes off his headband and changes in a new set of clothes since his cloak would give him away instantly. You complain but have to comply with all of this since you know that otherwise you won't be able to go with him. It's a longer walk than you expected but that's because Itachi wants to make sure that no one will be easy to track you two down in case something happens. You call him out for being way too overprotective and that he's overthinking but he doesn't listen. On the way to the village he also lists a couple of things he wants you to do when you two arrive. You are to stay within his field of vision, you don't tell anyone your or his real name, are forbidden to try to ask for help and if you run, he will hunt you down. You reply bitterly that you know all of that already.

🍡 You're so giddy when you finally arrive since now the long walk and the pain in your feet is finally worth it. Itachi even offered you at one point that he can carry you on his back if your feet hurt so much but you obviously refused. You run around but stop when you hear Itachi calling for you to wait. He allows you to buy some items you want and food you desire with the money he has as he indulges you in your wants. He just can't reject that lively and joyful sparkle in your eyes as you act like you're on a festival. There's undeniably a little painful stinging in his heart though to see how happy you are by now simply because you're in a town. Something that is mundane for all the people around you because they have the freedom to do this whenever they feel like it. You don't though.

🍡 You run from one shop to the next whilst Itachi is trailing closely behind you, eyes checking his surrounding every few minutes to make sure that no one is suspecting anything. He's slightly stiff and you notice but just huff a bit annoyed. Itachi would normally be not that paranoid when in a town but now that he has his darling with him, this is a whole other story. At least your happy smile is soothing him a bit and he spends more money than he initially intended to do as he just wants to spoil you a bit more to make you a bit more happy. The day passes by without any hitches though, no one seems to pay you two too much mind. That is until you turn your attention to a stand where you can win prices by winning a game. You try a couple of times but fail, a pout on your lips. Something that has Itachi chuckling a bit before he offers to try for you.

🍡 It is when you step away from him a bit to watch him doing what you failed in previously that you notice some guy motioning you to get closer to you. You're hesitant at first, glance shortly at Itachi who is still focusing on the game and apparently tries to win more than one price. You can't help but think that it's adorable. You'd technically still be in his field of vision o it should be fine, right?Curiosity eventually gets the better of you, especially considering that you haven't talked with other people like Itachi for the last couple of months. Curiosity quickly turns into dread the moment you step to the man and he suddenly pulls you closer by your waist, his hand dangerously close to your ass. You're pressed flush against his chest, smell his bad breath when he leans way too close to your face. He asks you what someone as lovely as you is doing here and you feel your heart beating faster out of fear.

🍡 You try to excuse yourself with a stuttering voice, tell him that you're already here with someone and should return now. Instead his grip on you tightens as he gurrs at you to stay a bit longer with him. He'd love to get to know someone as adorable as you better. Your breath starts being cut short as you start to panic, start trembling. Why is this man doing this to you with such a sickening smile on his face? Is he having fun right now, scaring you like this? You turn your face away when you notice that he's closing the distance between you two, expect the feeling of disgusting lips on your cheek, or in worst case even lips. Instead suddenly he lets you go as you stumble back. You hear him letting out a painful yelp and when you open your eyes, you sag when you see Itachi. You're so relieved right now though to see him, the man on the other hand is terrified.

🍡 You don't pity him but can't blame him for nearly crying though. Itachi's onyx eyes stare at him with icy wrath inside them, one of his hands applying a painful amount of pressure on the guy's hand. He asks in a low voice what the guy is thinking, touching you and scaring you like this? The guy can only stumble out apologies, he didn't know that you were already taken. He cries for Itachi to let go or otherwise he'll break his arm. One look in his eyes and the man suddenly knows that Itachi actually plans to do this. It isn't until you stumble to Itachi and cling to his side, asking him in a shaking voice to stop. People are looking and you want to go back now, you've lost all desire to stay in this city any longer. Itachi listens to you, notices how some citizens have stopped to look at the scenario unfolding over here.

🍡 He gives the man one last glare, one that would make any man piss their pants, before he pushes him harshly back so that the guy lands painfully on his rear. He quickly scrambles away from Itachi, presses his hurt arm close to his body as he still stutters apologies before he runs away. Itachi on the other hand grabs your hand in a tight grip and drags you with him. He is aware of how people stare at the two of you, hides his face as good as he can in his clothes whilst you just stumble behind him. His steps are rash and you're barely able to keep up but he doesn't slow down a bit until both of you are out of the village and a little bit deeper in the forest. That's when he stops for a moment and turns his attention to you, checks over you with a worried look on his face. When he asks you how you're feeling and if that guy has hurt you, you can't look him into his eyes. Instead you manage to press out in a strained voice that you want to go back quickly.

🍡 This time you let yourself get carried on his back and both of you arrive significantly faster to the cottage where you have lived for the last few months. Once you two are inside, you just sit down on the couch and wrap your arms around yourself. The encounter with the man didn't even last 50 seconds yet you're shaken up to your core. You've heard of sexual harassment before but this is the first time it has happened to you. You can't help but start to overthink yourself now as you imagine what might have happened if Itachi wouldn't have been there to protect you. Itachi just stands next to you, unsure if he should touch you to comfort you since you've been touched without your permission in the town. He blames himself, he shouldn't have let himself get distracted like this and should have instead kept his eyes on you. You're visibly trembling, a wet shimmer over your eyes.

🍡 You're stuck in your own paranoid thoughts right now as you can't help but vividly recall the touch of that man's hand near your hand, the gleeful look in his eyes and his disgusting breath. You flinch when you suddenly feel something being wrapped around your shaking form before you hear Itachi's voice hushing you, murmuring that he won't do anything to you. That's when you snap out of your train of thoughts and realize that he's fetched his cloak and has used it almost as some sort of blanket to wrap you inside of it. You're aware what that cloak means but right now, in that moment, it's weirdly comforting with his scent etched into it. You huddle yourself into the material whilst Itachi sits down next to you. You feel his hand carefully rubbing your back in a comforting manner to make sure that you're fine with being touched by him. For a few moments both of you just sit there in silence before you say in a dejected and still trembling tone that you're sorry. You should have listened to him. If you would have just stayed with him, this wouldn't have happened.

🍡 Your trembles intensify and you sound like you're on the verge of crying. That's when you feel his arms carefully engulfing you and for the first time, you don't push him away. Instead you press your head against his chest, taking deep and jittery breaths to not break out in tears whilst he does his best to comfort you as good as he can right now. He tells you in his usual soft tone that it isn't your fault, whispers sweet nothings to you in hopes to stop your trembling. You don't want him to leave even after you've calmed down a bit, grow very clingy as you seek him out for his comfort and the feeling of protection. And Itachi indulges you in your needs.

#yandere naruto #yandere naruto shippuden #yandere itachi #yandere itachi uchiha

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possiblylando · 1 year

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Chainsaw Man 128 'Early' Analysis

LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HE'S FINALLY BACK THE GREATEST CHARACTER NEVER SHOWN YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG I gotta back up Chapter starts with a pretty fucking funny scene. Continuing off the cliff hanger from the previous chapter Asa and Denji are talking about sex.

Going mostly off facial expression it seems like Asa starts to understand Denji's headspace more when it comes to Sex. It also confirms one of my more obvious observations from last chapter. Denji is using sex as a replacement for intimate feelings when talking about his dream. He wants someone to be close to him. Obviously he still wants to have sex. But he doesn't really have a way to put it into works so this is about as good as we're gonna get for now. Then Asa drops the nuclear fucking warhead.

In one page Denji turned from bitchless to a true incel. It's over millions of devils must die. I really hope that Denji gets a moment later along the lines of "You're wrong, Women love a man with a chainsaw for a head". I haven't forgotten about the chainsaw man fangirls from that chainsaw man thoughts interview. Obviously Denji and Asa get sent to hell because Denji in unable to cope with the through of being an incel.

I do not like these kinds of dishes where it's basically one thing and then it's just all garnish. Also there's a lack of eyes and ears. So what where those for? Denji Flees and we get to see how much he's grown since part 1.

We saw this same technique in use when he first fought falling. His body stays active for at least a few seconds when his head is chopped off so he's able to actually reattach his head or use it as a weapon. It's a really neat evolution of his abilities that totally in line with what he can already do. Cause this isn't something part 1 Denji would be able to so casually pull off. I doubt this has any important but his rip cord appears on the outside of his shirt without it ripping. It isn't like he brought a shirt that had a hole for the cord either because in previous panels it's just blank white. Again probably unimportant.

Denji come on man you're better than this. This is clearly just a joke at least because he's revving up to fight Falling again. Also I'm just now noticing this but Hell looks REALLY difference from the last time we saw it. Remember how it was previously the green field. Now it's just darkness. Is this a subspace within Hell? Did the Hell devil's death at the end of Part 1 result in this? Does the Hell devil control how Hell is? It could just be an unimportant detail but I want some information on it now.

HE'S HERE- actually- How many times has falling been fucking pwnd since her introduction? Twice in 125 1. Gunfire

2. Denji

Once in 126 3. Denji Again

Once in 128 4. Chainfraud Man

HE'S BACK AND HE'S REALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL YARRRRRGGGGGGGGGG FUCKING INSANE CLUTCH THIS HAS TO BE THE SAME GUY RIGHT? Let me back up. You're more than aware of the Chainfraud Man theory by now but I'll summarize quickly. In chapter 111 we see a shadow of someone who looks like Chainsaw Man kill Yuko.

However 2 pages before this we see that Denji is asleep at the time this took place. Meaning this couldn't have been denji.

And that's all we got for actual appearances. Of course theories ran wild of things like: "Yoshida Octopus Shapeshifting?" "Chainsaw Man Devil?" ect

So backing up to chapter 126. I had previously theorized this to be Yoshida. However it appears that this guy was in fact Chainfraud Man the entire time.

It also means Denji knows who this is. Well if he's smart enough to put two and two together. Which I doubt. Now depending on what happens at the beginning of 127 Chainfraud Man could potentially have one of the best feats so far. More than likely Falling will just regenerate and slam this dude. But if she doesn't then-

Cause he sliced her head in half. If this will actually do anything is yet to be seen. God this panel is so fucking COOL

HE'S SO FUCKING COOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THIS IS MY NEW FAVORITE CHARACTER RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHH Ahem Chainfraud Man is more than likely a new character who we haven't seen before. It could potentially be Yoshida but the odds of that are diminishing rapidly. So whoever this guy is really is the greatest. I do wonder if "Evade them until sunrise" is literal or metaphorical. Like will falling's attack cease once the sun literally rises? Or is it a metaphorical one piece sun rise where they have to beat falling for the sun to rise? If it's literal it'll probably be because Falling couldn't get the main dish in time for the "meal". Aka she couldn't meet her deadline. Great Chapter. 10/10

#chainsaw man #csm #asa mitaka #denji hayakawa #chainfraud man #falling devil

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k-evans-reads · 2 years

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Addressing the Wattpad.

Hi all.

We have privately been handling a situation for the last 5+ months. We have tried to keep it behind the scenes as much as we could, but unfortunately it can no longer stay that way.

As many of you know, last night we were made aware by @time-for-a-lullaby of a Wattpad account reposting our original works. We were understandably heartbroken by this. It was the work we’ve dedicated the last two and a half years to, the work that had brought the two of us together originally, and it’s things that we wrote from a very personal place. Some things were therapeutic, some things were inspired by events in our own lives, but most of all, they came from US, and we never gave permission for it to be posted anywhere except our blog by us.

In the immediate aftermath of seeing this, we recognized the user's work and username from multiple accounts we have dealt with since early this summer. In late May/early June, we blocked an account for being a minor. Then, within a day, a nearly identical URL followed us. It was obviously the same user given the follows and URL. We blocked, and this process repeated itself multiple times. We also posted frequent reminders about our policy on being 18+ only. After several weeks of back and forth, we privately reached out and asked them to please stop, and any further action would spur a report to Tumblr for unwanted harassment. They blocked us both and, given the lack of any familiar looking URLs, we thought that was the end of it.

But once we saw the username last night, we recognized the user instantly. We then contacted the other blog with this information and both moved through the proper channels to get the works taken down via copyright claims. Fortunately (or unfortunately depending on how you look at it), the account deleted the plagiarized works from us and another writer before Wattpad could intervene. We don't believe it is a coincidence that immediately after the stories (5 of them, to be exact) were deleted, that a variation of the familiar URL tried to follow us, mere minutes later.

We privately reached out this evening to the user on Wattpad to try to get some clarity as to why this happened. Before we could discuss things clearly, and after repeatedly attempting to explain to the individual that we were indeed involved in this, and no, they did not apologize to me already like they claimed, they blocked us and ended the conversation abruptly.

Today we have done a lot of internal works to attempt to safeguard our blog against this in the future, including combing through our followers and attempting to find any more blogs of theirs, and in doing so we found several accounts, one of which we are certain is theirs, and two which we feel strongly about. We still are in shock that last night even happened, and we both are upset about it. We normally don’t handle things publicly but they continue to keep making blogs to follow us and straight up won’t handle things at all when we try to so we feel we have no other way.

If you see brodisddabest1 on Wattpad posting our stories or anyone else’s, please notify us, the author, and/or Wattpad. Never ever do we promote harassment and are NOT asking anyone to message her on our behalf (and we encourage the exact opposite!) or anything, but please help us keep an eye out so there is no more reposting or stealing of ideas in the future. We also ask that you continue to support the original creators instead of those who reupload work on different platforms. If you have reason to suspect someone’s work is not their own, do your research and always be supportive of the true creator. There is no good that comes of this!

Thank you all so much!

UPDATE 10/4: The wattpad account has been removed for repetitive copyright infringement violations!

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sunflower-sunshinesuperman · 2 years

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Bedtime besties

(Not my gif)

Paring: Eddie Munson x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word count: around 800

Summary: Just a simple, cutesy evening with your bestie, Eddie Munson.

A/N: this is literally so bad and so short. it’s just word vomit to try and get me back into writing again, if you like it please let me know. And if you have any requests, dm me. I could really use the inspiration :)

The sound of eddies fingers plucking at the strings of his sacred electric guitar seem to hypnotise you, his hands sliding from cord to cord. Head hanging low in concentration as he was learning a new song. Hair falling ever so slightly over his face.

Your head was mirroring his just moments before as you tried to concentrate on the book in you palms, but you paused. Lost in a trance, observing him simply being himself, completely in his own world not aware he was being watched.

Currently you're sat on the end of his bed not too far from him, his sheets surprisingly soft to the touch almost willing you down to sleep while you both just enjoyed being in each other's company. Eddies eyes flicked up to meet yours momentarily snapping out of his trance.

His fingers stuttering on the strings as he decided in his head weather to stop or carry on, as he became slightly flustered at the new found attention.

"Can I help you?" He smirked softly but decided to carry on. Your head now resting in your palm as you closed your book. Completely losing interest in the words printed on the pages.

"Not at all." You whispered out smiling even sweeter than you were before. "Then what are you looking at? Do I have something in my hair?" He laughed gently to himself trying to catch you out.

Even though you were both just friends, you constantly found yourself wondering how life would be if you were more.

You doubted that Eddie would feel the same, you had both been friends for so long, finding great comfort in each other's company. You have definitely grown to love him more and more everyday. "Y/N? Earth to y/n. Is there anything going on in there?"

He leant over and ruffled your hair with is big hand, the other still on the neck of his guitar. Grinning from ear to ear. "Nope, I didn't think so." He joked, laughing at your lack of response.

Unknown to you, Eddie did think about you the way that you thought about him. He knew how you felt about him because on one hand he could feel it radiating off of you quite obviously. On the other hand, the boys from the hellfire club had told him how you felt.

You hadn't told them directly, but you had spoken to Steve and Robin multiple times. And the boys definitely liked to ease drop on you guys.

"I have to get home soon." You ignored him looking at your watch, realising it was getting late. "Just stay a little longer! I'll be so lonely if you go!" He exclaimed, hands now off his guitar and clutched over his heart, the guitar pick balanced between his index and middle finger. Fake pout in full force.

"y/n pleaseeee." Eddie wined and was secretly hoping if you stayed long enough, you would end up falling asleep as you often did. Just simply laying next to you and sleeping was like medicine to him.

"don't you have a D&D game to be preparing for or something nerd?" You teased getting up to grab your bag putting your book inside. "Ouch! That really hurts you know, 'nerd?' Pfft! Now you have to stay and be extra nice to me."

His smile growing stronger as he knelt in front of you on his bed in front of where you stood, “Thats the Rules.” wrapping his arms around your waist, leaning down so he was small enough against your frame to tuck his head under your jaw and into your neck.

"Eddie, I know your trying to get me to stay but I can't, I have test to study for and it's so late already." Sighing out breathlessly, your small hand sliding from his broad shoulders, up the length of his neck and getting lost in his long, messy hair. Only to grab hold of it tugging gently to make him look at you. Trying to get him to listen fully to you. But low and behold when you saw his face, Eddie was grinning, eyes looking sleepily at your soft face.

He knew his plan had been ruined. "Well shit." Eddie twisted and swiftly pulled you down to the side, trying to move quick enough that you couldn't do anything about it. Laying next to you he locked his legs round yours, his weight laying almost fully on you, so that you couldn't escape.

"Just sleep, you can do it another time, don't make me sing to you....like last time." You couldn’t help but let a giggle slip past your lips, as he ran his finger up and down the bridge of your nose to make you dose off. You could vividly remember the time when he refused to let you go and sang random lullabies that he had made up on the spot, a lot of them quite vulgar trying to make you laugh.

The index finger softly tracing up and down your nose always worked a treat Eddie thought to himself as he watched you drift off.

Maybe you could cram in some studying right before your test tomorrow.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x gender neutral reader #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fluff #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things x y/n #eddie munson x y/n #stranger things imagine #stranger things x reader

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newtonsheffield · 2 years

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Impostor Syndrome and the feeling of being completely useless is such a real thing and it’s great that Anthony has someone to help him with it and he’s there for his son. As an ADHD person, it’s horrible when we see things that other people are doing without any effort at all and we’re just like “god why can’t I do that. Do I really have a problem or am I just too lazy or too stupid to do it?”

The world is so mean to us, I’ve listened to the most vile things at school, from actual adults, telling me just how I was lazy, I was stupid, I was faking it because I wanted an easy pass, that if I just tried harder I would be able to do the things I could do it because everybody did it and I’d go home and cry because I was trying my damn hardest and I probably was just stupid like people were saying. I had a school classmate tell the entire school they should stay away from me because I was crazy, since I took controlled psychiatric medication when I was 11.

ADHD is so much more than just lack of attention. It messes with the way you feel, the way you Interact with people. The world is not made for people like us and it fucking sucks. It took me YEARS to understand that it was not my fault and accept me l how I am.

I can totally imagine how hard it would be for Anthony, someone who felt it on his skin to have his kid go through the same feeling of helplessness he had to go through.

Can we see some badass protective dad Anthony from ATIM???

Ily, Molly ❤️

Ps: I miss offside lol

Ps2: the new chapter was amazing, I would like to personally murder Baz.

I think obviously this is something Anthony's really sensitive about, it's why he reacted so strongly when Kate implied that he should have known she wanted him to stay over because she offered it. And no, his ADHD isn't the reason he didn't pick up on it, but he felt that prickle of awareness that had been so frequent in his teen and childhood years. The feeling that everyone else knew something he didn't and he hated it. He hates being made to feel stupid.

And of course, once Kate realises this is a huge trigger for him, she'd never say anything like that ever again. In fact Anthony's heart fills with love when Kate gives him for his birthday one year, a recording of her reading his favourite book series. Because she knows how much it meant to him to feel seen when he read those books as a kid, and she's always laughed when Anthony had sighed You've got my favourite voice. And he also loves that Kate will sit down with him and, without blinking talk to him about the new techniques she's been reading about, and she doesn't do it slowly, or as if he's stupid, she talks to him as a professional equal. And he loves the way she loves their children, all of them, but especially the way she loves Miles with the same fierce intensity that she loves him. Crouched in front of Miles, her eyes locked with his while she gives him one clear instruction at a time, her smile so beautiful when she kisses his forehead. Milo, you are doing so well.

And he loves her for how fiercely she shakes her head when they get Miles' diagnosis, and Anthony feels those old insecurities claw at his throat and his wedding ring feels so tight on his hand, and he feels like she's stuck with him.

"Kate, I'm sorry, I'm- we should have- I don't want him to go through this. I don't want him to have to be like me."

Kate cut him off with her arms tight around his chest, tucking his face into her neck. "You are my favourite person, Anthony. If every child we had was just like you I would be so happy. And maybe it'll be hard for him but we are going to love and support him and look at how amazing you are. He'll be just like you."

It stings in his chest when he takes a shuddering breath and his hands still shake but he gets it out. "I love you."

"I love you too."

And yet it still stings when he overhears it. Not from children, who can be so cruel because they don't understand. But from parents who should know better.

"God, imagine being a doctor and having your kid struggling to read."

"The apple rolls away from the tree sometimes I guess." Another woman said before they both burst out laughing and Anthony snapped. But he crouched in front of Miles first.

"Hey, look at me, buddy."

Miles still stared down at his shoes, "Daddy, I'm sorry, I- I try. I'm trying but it's so hard."

"Hey, I know and you never have to be sorry for who you are okay? I love you, and Mummy loves you, and one day this is going to seem stupid but you aren't. Do you understand? Different isn't stupid."Miles nodded slowly, Anthony's heart pounding in his chest when he gave him a tight hug. "Go find Neddy and meet me at the car okay? It's just over there, Mummy's there with Charlotte."

Anthony waited as Miles sprinted off, his backpack jostling before he turned to the women, pretending not to listen a little awkwardly and tried not to let his voice shake.

"He's got dyslexia and ADHD, and even if he didn't want gives you the right to talk about my son like that? He's six years old! And he's struggling enough without people like you weighing him down."

"Well I-"

"It's just ignorant, educate yourself, and do better. You're adults and if you aren't old enough to know better, which I firmly believe you are: You're old enough to learn." He forced a smile on his face before he said "Have a nice weekend."

His heart was still pounding in his chest when he slammed the car door, his pulse hammering as Kate whispered. "I know this isn't the time but protective Papa Bear is your sexiest look to date."

And he can't help but grin when he turns to his wife and says- "Keep it in your pants Dr Sharma."

(Your classmate is a shitty person and I'm so sorry this happened to you. Ignorance is a disease man.)

#all i am (all that i ever was)#kathony #anthony x kate #kate sharma #kate sheffield #anthony bridgerton #molly’s asks and answers

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nathanrm · 2 years

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Alice returns to Wonderland

This idea has always been in my head ever since I started getting into the twst fandom and I just wanna talk about it, what if Alice returns to (twst) wonderland after being gone for many years?

For a bit of context though this Alice will be my own version, a mix of all types of Alice in wonderland content that I’ve seen over the years, my version will be male because 1.my blog is for male and enby readers 2. NRC is an all boys school 3. There are already a lot of female twst reader content to the point when I look up “twst x male reader” there still a shit ton of female reader content

(and yes I will keep Alices name the same despite making him a boy, I just prefer it that way, let’s just say Alice’s mom desperately wanted a girl but Alice was born a boy, so Alice’s dad let his wife let her name the baby boy Alice)

The basics of my idea for this fanfic is that Alice grew up in wonderland being able to visit it when ever he wants with the help of the white rabbit , he’s been visiting since he was young (maybe 3-4 years old) he grew up with the weirdness of wonderland and see the beloved characters as family, King and Queen of hearts are parental figures, mad hatter, the March hare and the teapot mouse as uncles and aunt, and the jabberwock as a giant house pet , and with the rest of the great seven as his other parental figures as well (yes I’m very well aware of great 7 yuu and great 7 yuu is one of my inspirations for this fanfic idea) Alice often stays in wonderland longer than he should but it doesn’t matter since time works differently in wonderland than Alice’s words, Alice can stay in wonderland for week, months or even years but in Alice’s world he’s only been gone for a couple of hours or a day (since we see in the live action, in wonderland Alice has been there for days but when she returns it’s only been a few minutes).

And Alice was somewhat involved with the making of NRC , yes i know this sounds far fetched but I saw a theory about NRC being the evil queens old castle, they even compared pictures of both NRC and pictures from the Snow White movie as proof, since that place is really really old it obviously had a lot of changes to it, and in my fanfic ramshackle was a dorm specifically for students that are from Alice’s world, normal magic less students who are more interested in things that are considered abnormal in their world, like Alice’s natural curiosity for things that aren’t the norm in the Victorian era, here’s a bit of the fanfic for context

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“My dear do you like the idea of going to this school once it is finished?” The queen of hearts asked Alice as the boy was sitting next to her looking at a book with only pictures in it and little to no words.

-Alice looked up at his mother practically beaming with excitement ”of course mother! Night Raven College sounds like it would a wonderful school! I can’t wait for it to be finished! Meet all kinds of people from other lands, and learning new things from them just makes me excited!” The boy yelled with joy and excitement.

-The Queen couldn’t help but coo at how adorable her son was, his natural curiosity always getting the best of him “well there will be another dorm added for special students” the Queen said to grab her son’s attention

-The Queen had Alice’s full attention now, placing himself on her lap so he can listen to her with wide eyes filled with curiosity and smile on his face “this dorm will be for students like you my dear” she stated then bopping Alice’s nose making him giggle “this dorm will be for students from your worlds” she continued “students who don’t fit in with the norms of their society or government or whatever it is they have there. Magic-less students who have unique qualities of their own to make up for their lack of magic, like how your such a curious little boy, smart and a fast learner!”

-The Queen cheered and tickled Alice making the boy laugh and trying to keep his mother hands from tickling him more, the pair laughed and hugged each other in a loving embrace

-Once they’ve stopped the boy got off his mother’s lap and looked up at her to ask if he could go tell his father, the King of hearts about it, she gave a nod of approval then the boy ran off into the garden to find his father to tell him about the news

And this is the last time Alice sees his wonderland family after going back to his normal family which he regrets a lot because the white rabbit never came back to bring him back to wonderland and he’s been waiting ever since.

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I’m still very nervous to post the stuff I write and draw on here, and I’m still nervous about my writing since I’ve mainly only written stuff for myself for a long time but I wanna share the stuff I write and draw, I’m still new to writing for other people so for those who are way better writers then me feel free to point out any mistakes I make, I wanna learn so I can be a better writer

All of my writing will be male and enby readers so please don’t ever ask for a female reader I’m begging you please just don’t, I will never do female readers, I posted my rules about request before but deleted it because I haven’t posted any of my writing about twst, I will remake it once I’ve posted more of my stuff

I’ve rambled about my version of Alice for twst on @Twisted-wonderland-but-gayer blogs and a lot of their writing inspired me to make my own about twst

Here is some art work of my version of Alice for twst

#twst #twisted wonderland #writing #fanfic #my oc art #my oc character #oc rambles #male reader #enby reader #twst x male reader

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