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I thought about sharing what's been my view during the last few days... I can't believe how much I needed to leave the big city for a while, my stress levels have mostly gone and the only reason I think I won't get rid of the constant exhaustion it's because I won't have enough days to sleep and fully recover! 😂
Anyway, I'm not dead, I'm here, and I so want to have time to read all your wonderful fics and stories, but as I've been so exhausted, the moment I try to pick anything to read I start falling asleep and it sucks (it's not that your stories are boring, it's just that I'm too tired! 😂).
During my time out I've managed to read some Choices' chapters though. And of course, I have some opinions no one asked for (but I need to share them anyway):
ALPHA is EVERYTHING Wolf Bride should have been. It was such a fun reading! But let me tell you, I'm going to need many answers in Book 2, Book 1 left too many unsolved questions.
I also managed to read THE BILLIONAIRE'S BABY. My biggest issue was that I didn't understand certain dialogues and attitudes because they weren't consistent with the game I was playing. I ended up restarting the book and that's when I realized that if you don't pick any diamond scenes until the story forces the MC and the LI to hook up, everything makes much more sense. I mean, the book is still awful (especially the ending... that was so "wtf?!?"), but at least now I kind of understand what I read.
The last book I finished was SHIP OF DREAMS. It's not a terrible book, it's not a mind-blowing book, it's OK. I can't compare it to the Storyscape story because I never read that one, but I honestly didn't expect the plot to be different to the movie, so no surprises there. The amount of smut was completely unnecessary, I think it ruined a lot of moments, especially because the characters in the book had very nice personalities that could have been further developed: both the nice guys and the villains were on point. The ending? Disappointing, as it didn't solve one of the big conflicts in the book.
Right now I'm reading UNBRIDED. Man... what did they do to Mandy? By the end of Untamable, she was the LI of my MC's brother, and then suddenly she becomes a LI for my new MC? It took a lot of chapters to understand what had happened between the end of Book 1 and the beginning of Book 2. Awful move! That should have been explained at the very beginning of the story! I also hate, hate, HATE the fact that you can't be a genuinely nice person without having some romance involved. Most of the time there is no choice and that makes me feel super limited in my game. Finally, I don't understand why the MC is so scared of telling everyone her secret. I didn't expect to get a good book here, but even if the story makes sense, I'm so limited in my choices that I end up feeling I can't play the book the way I want to and that kind of ruins the experience.
Anyway, I hope to be able to return to this little corner soon. I miss being here, but the constant exhaustion is not helping. I can't even keep up with all Choices' releases as I used to as I fall asleep mid chapter, so I'm reading books that have at least 10 chapters completed and that's kind of working better at the moment. I miss my life from a few years ago, where I was tired, but I had time to share stuff here. I'm on my way to fix it, but I really need my body to cooperate for it to work! 😅
#it's me hi#playchoices#choices stories you play#alpha#ship of dreams#the billionaire's baby#unbrided#untamable
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yakuza 5 kiryu is the gayest iteration of kiryu. also by far the angriest. this makes yakuza 5 kiryu extremely enjoyable
#man’s just straight up not having a good time right now#no but for real I have never seen him so persistently Angry in a game before like his heat actions are. over the fucking top#the car door slam one? SKINNING SOMEONES FACE ON THE FUCKING ASPHALT#man’s just been seething for months and has so much pent up. everything. that he only knows how to express as anger#kiryu’s a sweet guy who generally means well and we love him for that but. by god we can about ignore his unbridaled bloodlust#which I absolutely believe trumps majima’s any day#majima craves chaos and thrill and whatnot which Could be in the form of fighting but also could be doing some other reckless shit#generally speaking.#while kiryu. is like an addict but for Violence#needs to beat the shit out of people to feel like himself or to process(?) emotions or whatever#anyway. point is y5 kiryu is dealing with a shit ton of built up angst and it becomes EVIDENT seeing how merciless and brutal he is#in this game#kiryu#it’s entertaining. kiryu get help#rambling#y5
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i dont think I've ever stated just how much i love christmas (or the time around it) because oh my god
just one classical song that is often associated with christmas and i begin craving that time of year so so badly
because i have such a warm feeling about it, this kind of nostalgia from when i was a kid
it fills me with such a specific positive feeling and a longing for more of that feeling that nothing else can make me feel
i dont even have any specific memories that i can link to this, i just have such a fondness for it that i've noticed the past few years
#and its nothing religious either. i didnt have a religious upbringing and i often forget christmas is a religious holiday#its just such a joyful time for me#its the time that i thrive the most#the feeling is so happy and warm and i cherish it every year#every time christmas time ends and winter goes away i feel so upset#and then when it comes back around i get so excited#its nice that something that doesnt have any actual like. meaning. to me is able to make me feel such a way#its a nice reminder that despite everything prior in that year i can still feel unbridaled joy#that that part of me hasn't been killed and never will be#sorry for the ramble i just. have such strong feelings that got reawakened just now#bean's random thoughts
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Spoilers for rdtl deluxe (talks of leaked new mode that's mega spoilerd)//
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Anwysdd herm. I saw the ya know spiker leak stuff. I'm p excited lol. I will have to let him die shrek's times because who's i hate msgolor so much i hope that the more he dies the more fucking up he looks because I WJAT HINT OE COLDOE AND BE SHREDED I HATE HIK SIF GUCING KCUHVGRAHSHAGAHHS /srs
#this is nonsvrimbo hate.#5his is geunnine unbrided rage#im not oturing tags because i roescett ppl#mocha.txt#spoilers#rtdl deluxe spoilerd#rtdl spoilers
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I am actually so serious I think it really messes with a childs creativity and joy to tell them to never make a mary sue OC. Like that unbridaled form of joy where you make a self insert OC who super cool and everyone loves them and they have every superpower in the world SHOULD be something a kid makes, it nourishes their ability to create things for fun and not be stifled by "oh but what if my character is too overpowered and cringey...". whatever
#^ 10 y/o me was obsessed w/ art YTers who would always talk about good and bad art and mary sues and stuff#I think kids should be encouraged to make bad art and stupud OCs as much as possible abd im so serious about that. i think its actually#amazing for their development as both as person and artist
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Un-bridal-ed.
Unbridled.
Un, not.
Unknot.
Not with a head in a head-shaped holster—
Some gun to be pulled by someone who cannot speak your language.
Daughter-in-law, cooking, brewing, house-gift, Bride.
Bridal, bridle. Braid. Bard.
Debridement. Removal of injured tissue from a wound.
To partner. A sharer or partaker in anything.
Part holder. Associate players at power and authority.
Hand in hand, not foot on rib, not ass on back,
Not arm on father’s arm.
Not a gift, not a pawn, not merely love.
Un-bridal.
Unbridled.
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vibes have been so utterly abysmal that i am unsure if november needs to remain a month with the way it’s been looking
#genuinely feel SO full of hate and vile and full of unbridaled annoyance with Everyone lately.#i cannot talk to my friends because i just want to be so downright Mean to them. i don’t know why.#and when i do have a good day one small thing is quick to set me off into the Worst mindset n i just want to scream#it speaks
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Make You Wish Chapter Three -- A Reunion
Pairing: Alastor x Reader
Previous Part: Chapter Two -- Where Is She
Warnings: Another pretty tame chapter ngl. Mild mention of murder I guess??
Word Count: 1,195
Master Lists
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A/N just a reminder that my requests are open :)
"Blitzo, can't you just deal with whatever it is on your own?" Y/n groaned, rubbing her temples in irritation as she stepped out of the office, "I swear to god, if this is some joke? I'm gonna kill you."
There was the quiet, indiscernible drone of the TV. Other than that, the room was silent. Y/n looked up, her eyes falling on the wall beside the office's door and the people who stood before it.
Moxxie, Millie, and Blitzo in a quiet, tense line. She raised her eyebrows, nearly smiled.
"What the fuck is going on?"
Blitzo uncharacteristically said nothing, simply raising his hand and pointing to the entry way. Y/n's eyes narrowed, her muscles tensed and ready for a fight as she followed the path indicated by his gesture. The hand on the knife at her side fell slack as her gaze landed on an achingly familiar face.
"Holy shit." she mumbled, her mouth falling open a little.
"Yeah, uh, he's been asking for you?" Moxxie nervously explained, "You didn't... I mean, he's the Radio Demon. He hasn't been seen in years, you didn't fuck with him... did you?"
Y/n felt tears press behind her eyes again as she took a tentative step forwards. Then another one. Slowly, she crossed the room to the taller demon who just stood there with a smile, watching her all the while with his arms folded behind his back. Y/n peered up at him, her eyes narrowed as they met his own.
The one person in the whole world she'd been practically dying to see. There was a pain, he was the cause and the cure of it. Hesitantly, she raised a hand and poked his nose.
"Shit." Blitzo muttered, rubbing his eyes tiredly as Millie let out a subtle gasp.
"Are you done?" Alastor asked, his voice crackling with irritation as he looked down at Y/n, whose arms were now crossed over her chest.
"I had to make sure you weren't a dream." she shrugged, turning her head away, "Mox was right, you've been gone seven years."
"Are you mad?" he teased, leaning down towards her ear.
Y/n rolled her eyes, turning to face him once again. She scowled at the man for a moment before a smile broke out across her face.
"I never could stay mad at you." she admitted, wrapping her arms around his waist.
"I..." Moxxie trailed off in confusion.
Alastor slowly wrapped his arms around Y/n's waist.
"Mills, start planning a funeral." Blitzo scoffed.
Before any of the trio could say another word, he had lifted her off her feet and was spinning her in the air.
"Al!" Y/n shrieked through her laughter, "Stop it! You'll mess up my hair!"
He set her down again and the pair released each other.
"You menace." Y/n shook her head, still laughing, "It's like you knew I was thinking of you."
"You were, were you?" he teased, leaning down to her level.
"Y/n, do you know the Radio Demon?" Millie interrupted, taking a step forward.
Both Alastor and Y/n turned to face her.
"What, this old freak?" she asked, elbowing him gently.
"I resent that." Alastor hummed and Y/n laughed again, her joy unbridaled.
"Yeah, we're friends." Y/n confirmed, catching the genuine concern in her friend's eyes, "Known each other for about as long as I've been down here."
Alastor nodded as Y/n looked back up at him.
"Speaking of the old days," he hummed, looking her up and down, "what's this new look you've got?"
"Huh?" Y/n looked down at her clothes before turning and meeting his eyes once again, "Oh, I'm an assassin now."
"No no no, my dear." he shook his head, "This simply wont do. I can't have you wandering around looking like some ragamuffin."
Alastor snapped his fingers and Y/n looked down to see she was wearing a dress now. She almost yelled at him, almost tore him a new one and called him a dick. Then she realized what dress it was she was wearing. Y/n looked up at Alastor with wide eyes.
"This is..."
"The dress you murdered your husband in, yes."
Y/n squealed, throwing her arms around Alastor's neck and pulling him in for another tight hug that he reluctantly accepted. Letting him go, she spun around, watching the way the skit splayed out from her legs.
"You remembered! Oh, Alastor! Thank you."
"The fuck." Blitzo muttered to himself, watching the scene playing out before him.
Y/n beamed up at him as Alastor raised a claw, looping it through the circle on the collar Y/n still wore. All of her other accessories and clothing had vanished, as he had intended, except for this. He hummed thoughtfully and Y/n's cheeks grew hot with shame. She looked away.
"What's this then?" he asked, letting the ring fall from his finger.
It hit the leather of the collar with a quiet thud.
"Look, I... made some bad choices." Y/n sighed, refusing to meet his eyes, "A physical sign of a very real metaphysical decision I had to make."
"Quite possessive, to cast a spell like that." Alastor mused, "You always had a thing for that though, didn't you."
Y/n raised her arms, wrapping them tightly around her body at the harsh remark. She made to move away from him but, as she did, Alastor grabbed Y/n's chin, forcing her to look at him. He watched her expression carefully.
"You could have come to me. You know I would have taken that delectable little soul off your hands in a moment."
"Yeah well, you weren't here." Y/n firmly stated, taking a step back so he no longer held her, "I did what I had to do to survive."
Alastor raised his eyebrows.
"And who exactly did you make this... bad decision with?"
"Al, can we please talk about this later?"
"They don't know, do they."
"They do." Y/n insisted, "I just... please, not now."
"Fine." Alastor relented after a moment.
The pair fell silent, Alastor's critical gaze interlocked with Y/n's indignant one.
"Sooo," Blitzo began, breaking the awkward silence and drawing the attention of the room off the pair and onto him as he took a step forward, coming to a stop beside Millie, "you two fucking?"
"Jesus, Sir!?" Moxxie exclaimed in shock.
"You can't be serious, right?" Y/n laughed in surprise, "No, Blitzo, we're not fucking. The day Alastor has a sex drive is the day Heaven is overrun by... I don't know, giant killer bees?"
"It's more likely than you think, dear."
"What's that-"
Alastor cut her off mid sentence, placing a hand over her mouth as he caught the images flashing across the TV on the other side of the room.
"Hey, rude." Y/n scoffed, pulling herself from his grip.
Alastor ignored her. With a flick of his finger, he raised the volume on the TV. At the sight of his narrowed eyes and tight smile, Y/n turned to see what exactly was bothering him so much.
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Next Chapter --> Chapter Four -- Vox
#x reader fics#fanfic#hazbin alastor#alastor hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel alastor#alastor x reader#alastor#radio demon#hazbin hotel x reader#hazbin#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel fanfiction#the radio demon#alastor the radio demon#x reader fanfiction#x reader fanfic#x reader#make you wish#alastor fanfiction#hazbin hotel spoilers
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not to be mentally ill but im very understimulated and struggling not to punch myself in the legs
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@imperatorisaurei <3′d
They were never, truthfully, up to no good, but having someone as company made sure that they sure as heck couldn’t do anything too out of pocket. At least, not anything until they got bored.
The Collector slunked behind various objects, dodging a Belos who was probably just retreating into his private room, only they were waiting for the perfect moment to strike and of course, disrupt what little quiet the other had. In a fluid motion, they were above Belos’s head, with a huge grin, small hands covering Belos’s eyes.
“Guess who?”
#WHOO OKAY FIRST THREAD HERE WE GOOOO#also hi i hope belos is ready for them to be unbridally chaotic#ic;#imperatorisaurei
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SHUT UUPPP BECAUSE
from the first moment Stoick finds out Hiccup has been training dragons, SPECIFICALLY the scene in HTTYD 1, when Stoick orders to prepare the ships to go on dragon island, HE HAS FLASHBACKS OF VALKA AND REALIZES HOW MUCH HICCUP RESEMBLES HER. also, a detail i LOOOVEE is his unbridaled anxiety every single moment until they find Valka, in ROB, DOB, RTTE and HTTYD 2, anytime Hiccup goes into a mission, because not only is it PTSD from the time his son almost died, but also because as far as he's aware Valka got killed because she loved dragons too much and he's afraid Hiccup will have the same faith.
#how to train your dragon#race to the edge#riders of berk#hiccup haddock#stoick the vast#valka haddock
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Barbie… Unbridaled…
Well… sorta bridaled…
And dethroning the Queen of the Pinups… Again…
* Just play’n… Barbie has hella respect for Miss Bettie Page…
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🎶 I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry 🎶
When Zelda entered the club Antoine was exactly where Jo had promised, playing the most haunting song that she had ever heard. She stood still, watching and listening, until he spoke to her without taking his hands off the keys,
“I’m sure Jo has told you everything by now. Told you all about who we really are: the damned children of a brothel madam and nothing more. Ah, Josephine, my poor, dear sister. Momma made sure that she was loved here from the very start, and look where it got her. Then when she needed me the most I was halfway around the world fighting in another man’s war.”
His paused for a moment and then began playing again; only now the music was even more frenzied, full of unbridaled anger like nothing that Zelda had ever heard from an instrument.
Still he kept speaking, the notes that he played never faltering, “But you see I’ve been something to hide my entire life, and I’ve always known it. While Josephine was bringing the men drinks and brushing the ladies hair, Momma had me cleaning the stables. Well, she did until she learned how well I could play. But even then, she didn’t want to offend her gentlemen customers, so she set up screens all around me, so that I could always be heard but never seen.”
Antoine turned away from the piano and the music stopped abruptly, leaving a palpable void in the air. He kept his head buried in his hands, still not wanting to meet her eyes, “When Josephine and I opened this club for ourselves we promised that we would leave our pasts behind us. She swore that no one would ever control her again; I swore that I would never play behind a screen for as long as I lived. Do you understand, Zelda? Do you still want to be part of all this?”
She walked over to him, never taking her eyes off of him, and lifted his face to meet her own, “I understand, Antoine, and I’m so sorry that I didn’t before. But I can promise you that as long as you want me here, I’m not going anywhere.”
Part 3/4
#1922#ts4 decades challenge#sims 4 decades challenge#sims 4 historical#ts4 historical#sims 4 legacy#ts4 legacy#sims 4 story#ts4 story#the darlingtons#1920s#tw racism#zelda darlington#antoine duplanchier
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She herself was thinking of the way she had once planned to be married—away back in her early teens when such a thing had not seemed impossible. White silk and tulle veil and orange-blossoms; no bridesmaid. But one flower girl, in a frock of cream shadow lace over pale pink, with a wreath of flowers in her hair, carrying a basket of roses and lilies-of-the-valley. And the groom, a noble-looking creature, irreproachably clad in whatever the fashion of the day decreed. Valancy lifted her eyes and saw herself and Barney in the little, slanting, distorting mirror over the mantelpiece. She in her odd, unbridal green hat and dress; Barney in shirt and overalls. But it was Barney. That was all that mattered. No veil—no flowers—no guests—no presents—no wedding-cake—but just Barney. For all the rest of her life there would be Barney.
How sad Valancy never saw herself having a bridesmaid! Of course she's noted how she never even had a friend, but with Olive and the other cousin she was supposed to be a bridesmaid for, it makes me curious if in her fantasy, these girls who she was never really close to she was not obligated to make a bridesmaid. If she had gotten married earlier, before all of this, I can imagine the Stirling clan wanting certain girls to be her bridesmaids--specifically to upstage Valancy even on her hypothetical wedding day. And if she knew this and so did not want any bridesmaid at all.
Of course wedding ceremonies are important and there's nothing wrong with having a beautiful ceremony and party, but Valancy and Barney's wedding day is stripped down to what matters--the two of them. It's really lovely and shows what Valancy is valuing in the last months of her life is the people and relationships she's missed out on more than anything.
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So, some cool updates to what’s going on with the Paladin in the game I’m running.
TLDR: He has, for now, become an Oathbreaker.
Story time:
The group had made their way to Ancients Haunt in the arbor graves, looking for a key or a lock based on the visions of the Paladin- Zagähk. (Zah-geck) Their adventures took them into the ruins of an eldritch site. One of the final hiding places of the Septarchs. Xia’ind- Septarch of change, growth and decay. This came on the heels of revelations given by an ancient immortal Jackalwere (one who splits into a pack of around 50 jackals when shifting) who told Zagähk, Louva, and Akylla about the origin and purpose of the path of beasts, why they in particular were tied to it, and what it would mean for them. Specifically for Zagähk, the revelations entailed how his goddess Mirandi, lady of the wilds came to power. How she took power from another to achieve divinity, and how she usurped the throne of the dead moon goddess Rhiannon and has claimed- without right- it’s power.
While exploring the ruins of rhe eldritch facility, Zagähk had several visions, and was even overtaken by Xia’ind once, as that soul is the one inside him. He saw Xia’s death at hands of Mirandi- one that was met with acceptance if not without struggle. The Septarch of Change does not fear the agents of it.
However, when the group finally found the body, seated with another of these stone trees sprouting through him, this one spouting three stone acorns. Zagähk, in reverence, left the glaive he had wielded since he left home 12 years ago, and took up Xia’s axe, Inevitability. The group gathered the acorns and prepared to leave
Only with the sound of chimes, something appeared behind them. Starias, Wrath of Mirandi. A celestial appeared, seething with rage, at Zagähks shaken faith, at his acts that are counter to his goddess’s will- at least in their eyes. To take up her enemies blade?
Starias is a reigar and using their talarinth, copied themselves and by their authority as Mirandi’s Wrath, named Zagähk Oathbreaker and stripped him of his abilities. He changed subclass to Oathbreaker Paladin from oath of the ancients and then shit went sideways.
Now Zagähk- he’s a mild mannered dude. He’s kind, he wants to protect, he’s kind of pure and simple and conflict averse. Tended to shut down instead of actually talk through the things making him mad. This time, through the psychic link they share they didn’t feel Zagähk cut himself off. They felt his fucking RAGE. The party went IN on Starias who summoned Coatl to help deal with the numbers and a brutal back and forth went down, though the party clearly had the upper hand, their output is nuts.
All the while Starias was berating Zagähk, giving him shit for how he had let himself be manipulated, how he was never worthy of the guidance he had been given, that Mirandi had made a mistake in trying to shape him into a champion.
As they took the celestial lower and lower, Starias entered phase two and using the unbridaled power of the wilds healed their wounds and caused the tree growing through Xia’s body to sprout, the petrified wood growing at an insane rate to sprout through the top of the ruin and out of the Demi plane entirely. Unfazed despite heavy wounds, the group went fucking in, Zagähk blasted his final attacks into Starias dealing 70 damage in one turn while Louva stunned, threw the clone off the top of tree then had the Warlock hex, and dual eldritch blast them on the way down causing them to disaperate. Starias was left at 2 hp
Suddenly Zagähk and Starias found themselves in a remote mountain glade. Tall pines shaded them as a pack of massive wolves made their way towards the pair. The leader continued forward. Shifting into the tanned dark and wild haired spear maiden Mirandi. She was furious,
“STARIAS. On whose authority do you act”
“Milady- I only ever served”
“My wrath, I gave no order to enact punishment upon this man, on who’s authority do you act?”
“My own…”
“…”
“Milady!”
“Begone” and with a wave of her hand and a breath of sulfurous air the celestial vanished.
Starias is in hell now.
Zagähk was left with his goddess. His goddess no longer.
She would not look at him. Until finally she did. She apologized for what happened. Healed his wounds. Zagähk flinched away from her. She cringed. He could see her guilt… her fear. Of him. She was afraid of him. She apologized, she sounded broken. She told him she had seen something of herself in him and so she had decided to shape him, his path. To make him her champion. But when Xia’inds soul awoke in him (back in session 1 when the souls housed in all the party woke) she was terrified. Terrified of what Zagähk would learn, would think of her if he knew the full truth. She would tell him the full truth. So she apologized and said this would be goodbye.
Zagähk squared his shoulders, no longer keeping his eyes downcast and he said the most badass thing I’ve ever heard.
“Thank you for your apology, and thank you for taking me this far. But I don’t need you. I will still protect people, and I will find the truth. I will save my friends with or without you. After all, I’m not the Blade of Mirandi. I’m the Blade of the Wilds.”
And he could see in that barest moment he saw the faint hint of a smile on her face before he returned to the material plane.
That was long, sorry.
Don’t apologize! That was utterly cinematic to read and experience. It deserves fanart it was so good. Thank you for sharing it with me.
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Why do my sides have to be so unbridely sensitive like- whenever someone even says that word it sends electric type shocks to my sides/hip area and no where else. I..I'm confounded like
Itsalmostlikeitssupposedtohappen-
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