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2amtechnicolor · 1 year

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We Need To Talk About Mahiru

Mahiru's second Trial is out and oh my god she just jumped up on my faves list. I love analyzing the MVs from different perspectives so I thought I'd give my 2 cents on Mahiru's character.

My vote: INNOCENT

The first thing I really feel the need to bring up is that people tend to ignore that Mahiru is actually very intelligent. There's multiple kinds of intelligence, and while she might not be "traditionally" smart in the linguistic sense, she's incredibly emotionally intelligent. She's a master of empathy and mood making and is an incredibly charming talker to the point you don't realize she's completely controlling the conversation. That being said, I genuinely don't think she uses her intelligence for malicious gains.

One of the theories going around with her first MV was that she was overbearing to the point of being abusive, while being oblivious to her own toxicity. Now after rereading and rewatching, I'm inclined to disagree. Her love may be seen as overbearing to some but we have not seen any explicit bad behavior towards her boyfriend. (Contrast with someone like Muu, who was revealed to have bullied as much as she was bullied herself). In my unpopular opinion, I genuinely think Mahiru was in a "healthy" relationship, at least on the surface.

[TW for discussions of death, murder, and fictional depictions of suicide]

[Side Note: One of the sticking points people have while saying "Mahiru was toxic" is that "Mahiru's relationship only lasted 16 days" which is blatantly not true when you check the translations for MV1. Day 1 takes place during college finals (mid-March-ish in JPN), Day 7 explicitly takes place in the summer, and Day 15 is New Year's Day (January). Mahiru's affection towards her boyfriend lasted almost a year, and they dated for around 6 months-ish during that. The "16 Day Memorial" isn't about a period of 16 days, it's about 16 days over the course of their relationship where she was explicitly making moves towards her boyfriend.]

I need you to take a real hard look at how Mahiru talks about "love" and "being in love." More specifically, when she talks about the concept of "love," she often brings up the action of "loving/showing love" in her explanation. Never once have I heard her say "My boyfriend loved me." or "This is what my boyfriend did for me." The focus is all on her actions towards the boyfriend. And I genuinely think she was a sweet girlfriend! She loved trying his hobbies and cooking his favorite foods and going to his favorite spots. She was sweet, and kind, and playful, and maybe just a bit clingy. But she was never jealous or possessive.

Es: I see. So, you became a murderer as a result of some relationship conflicts? Jealousy… Grudges… Having your partner stolen from you… Those stories aren’t all that uncommon now are they?

Mahiru: You’re wrong. It wasn’t that. I…never even wanted to kill anyone in the first place!

She explicitly states that her crime was not based off of negative feelings towards her boyfriend, but she still takes responsibility for what happened. Compare that to Fuuta, who, despite his own feelings of guilt, continually verbally denied that he had anything to do with his victim's death. Mahiru not only takes explicit responsibility, but also pins her "love" as his cause of death, to the point where if she was voted guilty, she would never try to love anyone again. Without "loving" anyone, she has no reason to live.

"To not forgive me means to take the act of loving away from me. That’s the same as not being alive. It’s the same as not being able to drink water or breathe."

It's interesting the way she compares basic needs to "the act of loving". Not the concept of "love" itself, but the act of showing someone love. If she is not allowed to show someone love, to her it's like suffocating, like dying of thirst, or maybe...dying of starvation?

Mahiru in her second MV may be dirty and barefoot with torn clothes, but the one thing she is not is starving. You could argue that "perhaps it doesn't show," but when compared to her boyfriend...

She's incredibly healthy.

And of course she's healthy! Her lovely boyfriend's been feeding her those bites of cake! So is the cake "love" then? But if the cake is love, why is her boyfriend, the one whose being "smothered," the one starving?

Feeding the cake doesn't represent "love." Feeding the cake also doesn't represent "the act of loving." Feeding the cake represents the boyfriend letting Mahiru "love" him. Does that make sense?

The boyfriend lets himself be vulnerable, he feeds pieces of himself to Mahiru for her to "love." But yet, he himself is starving.

...Have you even noticed Mahiru hates talking about herself?

It's evident from her first interrogation. Es can barely get two words in before Mahiru interrupts them to ask them questions about themselves or to offer her own advice to problems she thinks Es may be having.

Es: Oh… yeah. Uh… I apologise for that.

Mahiru: Did you zone out just then? This job must be pretty difficult, so you might be mentally burned out from work. Herbal tea’s good for that, you know? Oh! Like ginkgo tea—they say it helps improve brain function.

Es: Oh, is that so? I’ll try a bit then… I mean, no! Enough about me.

Compared to one of the few times Es gets a question in:

Es: I don’t completely understand what you’re saying, but… Being in love and loving someone—are they really that important?

Mahiru: They are.

Es: Hm.

Mahiru: They are… More so than anything else.

When reflected back to her, her answered become short and vague. Her voice grows soft and shy. She avoids questions, especially questions about difficult topics, not because she doesn't understand the gravity of them (like Haruka) but because she does. Like I said at the top, she's incredibly emotionally intelligent. She was beaten nearly to death because Kotoko decided to be Es's "fang", and yet she still empathizes with them. She still makes a strong attempt to see their point of view, and even to encourage Es to keep working hard. Compared to the other attacked prisoner we've seen, Fuuta, who blames and grovels for forgiveness, these responses are like night and day.

But what do we know about Mahiru, really?

She's 22

She's a university student

She likes romantic novels, comic, and dramas

She loves love. [But she's not obsessed with being loved. Haruka is obsessed with being loved, Haruka wants to be loved and taken care of, Haruka killed out of jealousy and for attention because he didn't feel loved enough. We never get that from Mahiru.]

Everything else we know about Mahiru? Is for other people.

Her favorite hobbies? Whatever her partner is doing.

Her fashion sense? Whatever will catch her partner's eye.

Her favorite food? Well, as long her partner cooks it, anything's her favorite!

The only time we ever get a sense of her and her boyfriend possibly disagreeing on something is Day 14 in MV1. Mahiru wants to see a French film and begs her boyfriend to take her. This is odd, because just a few scenes ago, she was bragging about how their tastes in films perfectly line up. If their tastes are the same, why would she have to beg him to take her to see this one?

Mahiru, like Yuno, is hiding behind a facade. But unlike Yuno, Mahiru doesn't have a strong core underneath her mirroring. Yuno can drop her "nice girl" act and she still has strong opinions and feelings and acts accordingly. Mahiru, when you try to go behind her mask, clams up, redirects, searches for a way out.

So. Back to cake.

The boyfriend feeds pieces of himself to Mahiru. He makes himself vulnerable, he lets her in, lets her care for him, lets her "love" him.

But Mahiru? She never feeds him until the very end, and even then, her "cake" isn't anything edible.

She's not stupid. She knows she can't give him what he really wants: any sort of vulnerability.

Their relationship is one-sided, but not because Mahiru is toxic or the boyfriend is apathetic. Their relationship is one sided because that's how Mahiru wants it to be. She wants to be the perfect girlfriend, because, if we're being honest, Mahiru doesn't like herself very much.

Why else would she hate talking about herself? She clearly loves to chat.

She puts her all into everything...as long as it's for someone besides her.

She will outright ignore her own pain and suffering, her own emotions, because she doesn't want to make anyone else upset.

Mahiru: Sorry… for making you worry. I’m fine! It doesn’t hurt at all.

Es: It’s a horrible injury. There’s no way it doesn’t hurt.

Mahiru: It doesn’t!

So why did her boyfriend die?

Mahiru's very good at hiding her emotions. If she slipped up and her boyfriend realized and noticed how she refused to love herself, it could cause friction in their otherwise perfect relationship.

Maybe Mahiru was the one who wanted to die in the woods, and her boyfriend, starved for any sort of real connection to her, found her at the last moment? Maybe her mental health dragged his down with her.

Mahiru's incredibly complex and tragic and endlessly relatable. She only loves too much because she can't love herself. If she's truly unforgivable, and she keeps her promise to stay alone...what's stopping her from killing the only thing she hates most?

#milgram #mahiru shiina #this is how to be in love with you #character analysis #i love you #daisuki #meta #deco*27 #milgram project #mahiru innocent #i log into the milgram fandom #i post a 1.5k word essay #i leave for another 5 months #lux talks

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angelofverdum · 1 year

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Station 19 6x15

What in the fanfiction just happened? Like damn, I was so not ready for that. Do you think I could focus on anything besides Maya and Carina?

We finally got a shower scene and Danielle and Stefania really made the best out of it. A couple of things gagged me during this.

1. When Carina took off her pants, and she didn't have underwear? She went on a date without panties? She is a menace.

2. The way Maya put Carina's hair to the side. That kiss was hot. I don't like when they put their hand on each other faces. But I'm not complaining.

3. THAT KISS. Danielle really said let me upgrade that dearborn kiss to the wife version. It was too short, but no cuts, hair, aid cars, or walls. So no complaining.

4. Carina pinning Maya against the wall

4. The Neck kiss. Stefania knew we needed a scene like she had with Arizona on Greys and decided to deliver a better, sexier, and hotter version. I know Maya went to heaven and came back.

5. Three things are hot in this scene: 1. Carina's smile when Maya was going down. 2. Maya keeping eye contact 3. Both of those things.

But this is my favorite shot. All that was fun but the intensity in this The way they are were looking at each other. Damn!

Now the scene after that was so needed. I can't believe they gave us an actual conversation about it. Carina expressed her fears, and Maya listened and apologized.

And this shot. Paris, you are a genius.

Why did they put Carina in a towel tho? So she had something to do while saying all that? She could have said those lines pacing around the room. Because it was so silly the way she was putting her clothes, like she and Maya weren't devouring each other a couple minutes ago.

Other things about the episode:

Maya giggling when she realized what Carina meant by "hot shower" she is such a loser.

Everybody looked so pretty. Maya was glowing, and I didn't know if it was because in the first part of the season, she looked rough or what. But then Andy and Vic looked so pretty, but they are pretty, so.

Then Jack was looking pretty, too (That hasn't happened since season 3 for me). Even Sullivan was looking pretty (I do think Boris is handsome). I think this is a very hot cast, and the makeup department got a raise.

What was that scene with Theo and Alexa? To let us know he is stinky? We Know.

Jaina and Barrett were amazing in this episode. This cast is so talented. I hope they get better writing next season.

Zavier came through with the writing.

I love the slow burn and the pain, but I'm gonna need Carina to put her ring back. It's not funny anymore

Danielle is directing the next episode so I don't expect to have a lot of Maya scenes, but I can't wait to see what's next for them.

People complaining about the shower scene being edited that way, with a guy dying, but I get their vision. It's the parallels of someone dying in a fire and a new life being created in a shower, by Maya getting Carina pregnant.

I'm not complaining but if we could have gotten scenes like this and kisses like that. Why they were always interrupted, and their kisses were so safe.

This is the first time I get excited about Carina wanting a baby. When she was talking about her own practice.

I'm going to stay here until the next episode, btw.

#Station 19 #maya bishop #carina deluca #I don't know what else happened #I talked a lot #I'm just

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geeky-politics-46 · 1 year

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Like Bunnies

Smut - Explicit content - NSFW - 18+ only!

Pairing: Sinister Stephen Strange x Reader

Summary: What better way to celebrate Easter than by doing what bunnies do best?

Warnings: Smut (NSFW) - 18+ ONLY - dirty talk, pet names, language, costume play, slight dom/sub, slight breeding kink, fingering, reference to oral sex, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, inappropriate use of the names mommy & daddy, slight mommy kink if you squint.

You and Stephen had spent all afternoon painting Easter eggs with Donna. Granted you did most of the painting. Donna spent more time playing in the vegetable dye and Stephen tried to keep the mess under control. That included keeping Donna's favorite little stuffed bunny, Bunny, it's original white color by keeping it perched on his shoulder like it was a parrot. Much to her delight and admittedly your own.

He drew the line at sporting a pair of bunny ears though. Even if they matched the ones both you and Donna were wearing, and even if no one else would see it. He was much better at being carefree and silly than he used to be, but he was still stubborn in keeping up his dark appearance. Just in case anyone entered your universe unexpectedly.

The bright colored eggs looked nearly fluorescent against the Sanctum decor as they finished drying. Even though a good majority of them had ended up in varying shades of purple, Donna's favorite color because it matched her father's magic. She was a daddy's girl through and through.

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By the time he put her to bed you had changed into your pajamas and started hiding the painted eggs throughout the Sanctum. You left the bunny ears on. It just seemed right.

You were in your own little world as you went about your business and were completely oblivious to the sounds of your husband entering the living room once again. Flopping down on the couch and putting his feet up on the ottoman.

"Well now, how did a Playboy bunny sneak in here? Too bad there's no way she could be any sexier than my wife is already."

Peeking over your shoulder, you saw him smiling seductively at you. One eyebrow raised as if he was daring you to come over and respond to him. His blue eyes twinkling in the lights.

"Ha, ha, Stephen. Very funny. Are you gonna help me hide these or are you just gonna sit there and watch?"

He gestured for you to continue. Crossing his ankles. Reclining as much as he could on the settee. Resting his chin on one hand and following your figure as you moved through the room.

"Oh, I'm just gonna watch. Save my energy for other bunny activities. Especially with such a pretty little mama bunny hopping about. I will help with one thing though…"

A wide mischievous grin on his face as he snapped his fingers and your pj's magically transformed into a skin tight black satin Playboy bunny costume paired with sky-high black stiletto boots. Complete with white collar, cuffs, black satin bunny ears, and white fluffy cotton tail.

You couldn't help but start laughing, setting down the basket of dyed eggs you had been holding before walking over to the mirror to get a better look at yourself. On one hand you thought you looked absurd, but on the other you had to admit the bustier part of the costume did make your boobs look incredible. You also happened to notice that your name tag, which was pinned to one hip, simply said Mrs. Strange

So as you adjusted your ears so one was bent down a little more than the other you let your eyes lock with Stephen's through the mirror. Giving him an exaggerated wink and a wiggle of your puffy tail adorned bottom. Hearing the little entertained and excited growl that came from your husband gave you the most devious smile.

You turned on a heel and promptly started to sashay over to where Stephen sat on the couch. Adding an extra bounce in your step so your breasts would jiggle as you walked. Swinging your hips a little more when you caught his eyes trailing hungrily up and down your form.

"So these other bunny activities, the ones you are saving your energy for, that must be hutch building and carrot farming right? What else could a sweet little mama bunny, like me, and a big strong daddy bunny, like you, get up to all by ourselves?"

He took your hand in his and led you over, encouraging you to straddle his lap. Your hands coming to rest on his shoulders and his hands rubbing gently up and down your fishnet stocking clad thighs. As you went to settle yourself down in his lap you gave your tail another little wiggle, making him laugh before reaching up to squeeze the soft white puff with one hand and one of your ass cheeks with the other.

You leaned down to press a quick innocent kiss to his lips before pulling back to sit up. Checking the placement of your bunny ears while you waited for him to come up with his response.

"Well there is something else that bunnies are quite well known for, my dear. Although I feel like we could give lots of those other bunnies a run for their money with as much fun as we have. As much as we like to fuck like bunnies."

He teasingly trailed his index finger up and down you arms, dancing along the tops of your breasts before skimming down the center of your body. Feeling every curve and valley, all exaggerated and made more lush by your costume. His eyes glazed over in lust and adoration. Licking his lips in anticipation.

You hummed in pleasure and let your eyes close. Enjoying the delicate way he touched you. Even when he was rougher he always paid such careful attention to how he touched and held you. Knew just the right pressure and which buttons to press to tread the line between pain and pleasure.

You were one of the most precious things he had ever beheld, and he always treated you that way. With reverence.

"I do believe that's how we ended up with our baby bunny."

You went to stand back up so you could finish hiding the Easter eggs before Stephen could get carried away and your evening would take a turn towards the explicit. You knew it was going that way sooner or later, and you could only hold yourself back for so long too.

He stopped you in place and refused to let you off of his lap. Instead he buried his face in your cleavage, now very much on display, leaving a trail of kisses and love nips behind. Finally letting his chin rest on your sternum and looking up at you through hooded eyes.

"Maybe I wouldn't mind making a few more baby bunnies with you. At the very least I want to keep practicing like bunnies. So what do you think mama? Gonna hop up and down on my cock like a good little bunny?"

You leaned down and pressed a deep kiss to his lips. Letting your tongue lick into his mouth as your fingers began to teasingly pull at his hair at the nape of his neck. Smiling as you heard him moan into your kiss. Slowly pulling back just enough to speak, letting your nose continue to rub against his.

"I'm always your good little bunny, aren't I?"

You raised up off his lap just enough for him to put his legs down from the ottoman. Slowly you started to slide your body down his, moving to spread his legs and position yourself on your knees between them. Peeking up at him innocently through your eyelashes.

"You are always very good, and very good to me too. Which is why as much as you know I enjoy seeing you on your knees for me, that's not where I want you tonight."

You started to undo his belt and his robes. Luckily you had plenty of practice undoing all the intricate buckles and fastenings. Making quick work to get to his pants so you begin undoing them too.

"Well I just figured that really good little bunnies, especially mommy bunnies who want to take care of daddy bunnies, should help get those daddy bunny cocks ready to bounce on."

You leaned down to press a kiss in the quickly growing bulge in his pants. Nuzzling your cheek against the shaft of his erection. Looking far too innocent and utterly sinful at the same time.

"Ears, collar, and cuffs stay on darling. I would say the boots stay on too, but my sexy little bunny can probably bounce better without them. Maybe we can have some fun with them tomorrow night. Now get that cute little ass back up here on my lap right this second, you've already done quite enough to get me ready."

Again with the snap of his fingers, as you crawled back up to straddle him once more, your costume and Stephen's robes vanished. Leaving the two of you bare except for the aforementioned accessories. He growled as he felt the heat from your skin against his. Pulling you closer and stretching his fingers to feel as much of you in his grasp as possible.

"The question is, is my sweet bunny ready for me? Hmm?"

He wrapped one arm around your waist and let his other hand trail between your bodies. Bringing his fingertips to tease at your sex. Sliding them along your slit before pulling your pussy lips apart with his index and ring fingers just far enough to dip his middle finger inside you. Gathering your slick before moving his fingers back up to begin rubbing small circles on your clit.

Your eyes closed and your back arched, pushing you farther into his touch. His lips attacking your neck and chest. Your hips starting to roll forwards and backwards. Eventually lowering yourself down so his hard cock slotted directly between your wet pussy lips. Not only working to get even more direct stimulation but working to spread your arousal along Stephen's shaft, getting him nice and lubed up for you.

He let his hand that had been playing with your clit drift up to play with your nipple that wasn't already being circled with his tongue. Holding his other palm on the small of your back to help you grind against him. You could feel him smiling against your breast when he heard you whimpering softly and your fingers gripping in his hair.

"You feel so perfect baby. I will never ever get enough of you darling. Love everything about you. Such a good wife and mama. My sweet, perfect, sexy bunny."

He brought his lips up to yours and kissed you passionately. Wrapping both arms tight around you and thrusting his hips up against you. Your bodies working to mold to each other, wanting to have as much skin in contact as possible.

"Mmm, love you too Stephen. I got so lucky when I found you here. Need to feel you inside me now baby. Need to bounce on your cock like a good slutty little bunny."

He let you pull away just enough so you could reach down and position the blunt head of his leaking cock at your opening. Exhaling in relief as you started to press your hips down, feeling your cunt start to stretch around him. The intrusion of his warm hard length making you feel whole. Feeling more complete with each veiny velvety inch.

You couldn't help but smile at the blissed out expression on Stephen's face. His eyes closed and his mouth hung open. His breathing slow and deep. All the normal lines and wrinkles on his face smoothed out or softened. He was never as at peace as he was when he was inside you.

On one hand you always wanted to stay in this moment forever. This was the side of him that you fell head over heels for. All pretense of his formidable power and all the weight he carried from what he had down forgotten momentarily, this side of him was just a normal man. This was a man that you knew you were the only one to ever witness.

On the other hand you desperately needed to move. To make him feel good. To take your pleasure in him and let him take pleasure in you. You couldn't possibly stay still much longer.

So after getting a better grip on Stephen's shoulders, you slowly started to rock forwards and backwards. Hardly lifting up to start. Moving just enough to bring both of you back to focus. You were currently in the middle of the living room, and with a little one running around you two couldn't drag your romp out for too long.

Stephen's fingers were starting to dig tighter into your hips as each second passed. Urging you to keep going. The needy little huffs he gave through his nose were really what egged you on though.

"That feel good Stephen? Does my pussy feel good? Tell me what you want, baby. Tell me how you want me to ride you daddy."

A needy little groan came from the back of his throat. He knew that you already knew how good you felt and knew exactly what he wanted. The fact that you wanted him to explicitly tell you made him melt. For all his big talk you knew your big scary sorcerer had a tendency to like being a sub once you got started.

"Your pussy feels incredible, baby. You know I would spend every second of every day inside you if I could. I pretty much did before Donna. Fuck! So good."

He bit his lower lip and emitted yet another needy high pitched moan. Finally opening his pretty blue eyes to look up directly into yours. The normal clear bright blue orbs now hazy and glassy, already so lost in the pleasure you were giving him.

"Want it harder my love. Ride me harder mommy. Want to hear you bouncing on my cock. Want you to bounce so hard you knock those bunny ears off. Need it. Need to be nice and deep in your perfect cunt.”

You took his cheek in the palm of our hand, stroking his cheekbone with your thumb. Cooing at your sweet sorcerer. You had to admit that the Playboy bunny costume had made you feel kind of powerful. The idea of not just being the subject of your husband's desires, but of so many men.

"Oh baby, let me hear you ask all nice. Say please. Say 'please my sexy little bunny, hop on my cock until i cum'. Then I will gladly do whatever you want, Stephen."

You felt his hips start to gently thrust up underneath you. Your words getting him even more excited. You could practically feel him throb as he spoke.

"Please baby, my sexy little bunny. Hop on my cock until I cum. Wanna fill you up mama. Pretty please baby."

A sly grin forming on your lips as you started to lift up and down with a little more vigor. Still starting nice and easy but picking up both your speed and force. The sound of your wet cunt gripping his length and the sound of your hips coming down on him made Stephen whimper.

You leaned down to kiss him softly, stopping your movements and placing a teasing lick across his lips. Pulling back just enough to whisper against the soft swollen flesh.

"Good boy."

His hips lurched upward at the praise and you took that as your cue to really start moving. Lifting yourself up all the way to his tip and slamming yourself back down in his lap all the way. The delicious yelp that came from your sweet sorcerer's lips was nearly enough to throw you over the edge all by itself.

As you started to ride him hard and fast you felt his grip on your ass tighten. Holding onto you for dear life as you did exactly as he wanted, having made him ask so nicely for it.

The sound of skin on skin became louder in tandem with the moans that fell from both of you. Your volume increasing as you felt his tip rub up against that perfect little spongy spot on the front of your inner wall. The heat starting to build in your low belly growing as you started to lose a steady rhythm.

Chasing after your climax and rolling your hips to grind your clit against Stephen's pubic bone. You grit your teeth and dug your nails into his shoulders. Moving faster and faster. Knowing that feeling you squeeze his cock as you came would make him fall apart for you.

"Oh fuck Stephen, I'm gonna cum. Fuck up into me daddy, don't fucking stop until you feel me cum on your cock. Wanna cum so you can fill me full baby. Make me cum Stephen."

You kept doing your best to bounce up and down on him as he started thrusting up into you. His balls slapping up into your ass and your slick starting to drip down his balls. Your black satin bunny ears finally starting to inch backwards on your head.

He gave a quick slap to your ass with both hands before he tightened his arms around you and began pounding his hips up into you. The blood rushing in his ears and your sweet little whimpers were the only things he could hear. His need to bring you to climax driving him closer to his own end.

"I can tell you're close. bunny. That's it my sexy bunny. Need to cum in you mommy. You take my cock so good. Perfect bunny, perfect fucking pussy."

You felt yourself clamp down on his cock and drench him. Throwing your head back and successfully knocking your bunny ears off. Bringing one hand up to cover your mouth and muffle your own moans and screams your delicious release.

Finally letting your head fall against Stephen's shoulder burying your face in his soft warm skin. Biting at the flesh there with each aftershock. Your cunt milking him more with each burst.

His own head buried in your neck as he suddenly broke apart underneath you. Spilling inside you and filling you with his thick warm cum. His whines and pleas whispered into your ear. Slowly moving back to your lips and posessively thrusting his tongue into your mouth. Letting your kisses and your cunt battle over which one could suck his soul from his body first.

You two stayed there only a few moments. Holding each other tight and feeling both your bodies come down from their high together. You snuggled into his neck and inhaled deeply, feeling content to stay right where you were despite knowing the two of you should move from the living room to a more private space. Just in case your daughter woke up and wandered out of her room.

Without warning you felt Stephen let one arm go from your waist and gesture into the air. Just like they had vanished before, suddenly you found yourself dressed again.

Stephen was back in his robes but this time, instead if your pajamas or the Playboy bunny outfit you were wearing a short silky black robe. Clearly communicating that your husband had more plans for you yet that night.

"Come on darling, let's go to the bedroom. Why don't you take a nice hot bath while I finish hiding all those eggs? Then we can get back to our bunny activities."

With a quick kiss and swat to you ass he sent you off to prepare for what was sure to be a long and fun night. You knew you would be spending it occupied with lots more naughty bunny activities.

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The next day the three of you were piled in the large bed you shared with Stephen. Donna was contently laying across the foot of the bed coloring in the new book the Easter Bunny had brought, with her little stuffed bunny tucked under one arm, while you and Stephen were busy snuggling and sharing a bag of jelly bird eggs. He had very kindly agreed to eat all the black licorice ones that you hated.

After Stephen gave you a thank you kiss for feeding him a jelly bean Donna cleared her throat to get both of your attention. Suddenly you found her sitting up on her little knees, arms crossed and staring at you both. Bunny was staring at you both too. She was clearly doing her best to look as authoritative as possible.

"Bunny says he thinks I need a brother or sister. We love you and daddy, but we get bored and want someone else to play with. So I don’t know how we get one, but I want one."

You aren't sure whether Stephen had talked her into asking for a sibling, and the mischievous excited smile on his face was making you doubt his innocence even more. You arched an eyebrow at him suspiciously before letting out a tiny little snort, failing to contain a chuckle. You simply shook your head before answering, speaking as much to Stephen as you were to Donna.

"Does he now? Well tell Bunny that maybe your daddy and I will see what we can do about that. If all three of you are good. You, Bunny, and Daddy."

You sneakily offered your husband an extra little wink that you knew your daughter wouldn't catch. It wasn't a promise, but it was a little acknowledgement that you would think about it.

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deejadabbles · 6 months

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Ollo!

I COMETH WITH A SMUTTY ASK PROMPT!

❛ i'm waiting for your permission to let me have my way with you. ❜

With!!!

Whisper!

or any oc of your choice if they're easier 👀

😘💜💜💜

OMG I am so excited that you asked for him!!! I can't tell you how happy this makes me my friend, thank you!! 😭I hope this satisfies you and that it makes you like Whisper even more because I loved exploring him with this prompt. I changed the wording of the prompt ever so slightly to fit his cadence better but it's still highlighted

You can find out more about Whisper here and here if you're interested <3

Clone OC Whisper x reader Rating: Mature, toeing the line of Explicit Word Count: 987 (me? Writing something under 1k?? I can't believe it myself) Warnings: Sexual themes, biting/marking, slight restraint (hands being pinned down), reader is technically GN but no lube is mentioned so plz keep that in mind. Masterlist /// Tag List Sign Up /// AO3

He hadn’t said a word since he came home to you, simply wrapped you in his arms and lost himself in your kiss.

That wasn’t unusual for Whisper, especially after a rough campaign. Silently falling into your embrace was his favorite welcome home. A shuddering breath left him when you traced his lip with your tongue and suddenly you were falling back on your bed.

He was on you instantly, lips finding your neck and hands gripping your thighs. With a gasp of your own, your fingers found their way to his long curls, desperate to pull him closer as he explored your neck. His name was on your breath as you breathed out a moan and that’s when you felt the pleasant flash of his teeth sinking into your skin.

It took you by surprise, which showed as you cried out in pleasure and tightened your grip in his hair. His tongue came out to soothe the bite instantly, tracing it delicately, a silent apology.

That also wasn’t unusual for your dear trooper, for him to pull back the moment his hands and mouth aired on the rough side. He always touched you as if you were the most precious thing he would ever hold, as if you would crumble under the sheer weight of his need for you.

“I don’t think you know what you do to me,” came his quiet, smoky timbre.

Maker, his voice always did things to you. Always so purposeful, almost airy despite its deep tone, like a cloud in a dark stormy sky. In answer, you pulled him closer and pressed your lips to his ear.

“Show me,” was your whimpered reply, “want you to show me what I do to you, Whisper.”

Beside your head, you felt his fist dig into the pillow and he pressed his face deeper into your neck, his other hand sliding to your hip. He drew in another breath this time through clenched teeth, as if they were biting down on the last thread of his resolve.

“You don’t know what you’re asking for, my love,” he hissed through his teeth and it was the roughest you had ever heard him speak.

“Yes, I do.” To drive your point home, you nipped your own teeth at his earlobe, which instantly had his hips snapping against yours. Damn the clothes he hadn’t pulled off yet! “I’m not made of glass, Whisp,” your nails raked lightly against his scalp, “you don’t have to hold back when you take me.”

That’s when he growled, a deep, primal sound you never knew you wanted to hear from him. He finally pulled away from your neck and his eyes were dark as he looked down at you. Most of his hair had tumbled from its tie and the tips, which were currently dyed your favorite color, brushed against your face in a way that felt so intimate in that moment. You had to hold back a shaky breath as you looked back at him, the heat pooling in your center was practically unbearable now.

Whisper’s eyes slowly started to trail down your body, eyeing your bare chest with a hunger that was familiar in theory, but had a shadow to it this time. Eyes now half lidded, he dropped that skilled mouth to the spot just above your heart. He kissed gently at first, but it was all just a prelude to the way they traced your skin as he moved to the hard bud of your nipple.

Those hooded eyes were locked on your face again, watching you as his tongue darted across the sensitive spot. Then you were choking on a gasp as his teeth came out to play. Your body lifted up to meet him on instinct and his hand released its death grip on the pillow, darting down to pin your chest back to the bed.

He held you there as he left his marks, a pattern over your heart, lips and teeth working in a head spinning tandem that had you crying his name again. Oh, he liked that. His teeth pressed harder and his free hand dug possessively into your thigh without a word.

Whatever fire he had been quelling before, it was consuming him now. With one final lick to comfort the abused skin, he pulled back, hands darting to your underwear and practically tearing them off as he pulled them down your legs.

“Look at me,” he breathed out harshly.

You blinked at the quiet command, having barely realized that you were watching his hands, not his face. When you obeyed, locking eyes with his again, Whisper released the clasp of his belt with one hand and pushed his pants down with the other. His hard cock pressed against you as he leaned over you fully, large arms pinning beside your head to cage you. To envelop you in nothing but him.

“Say it,” was his next command, his hips pressing teasingly into yours.

It was all you could do to swallow and choke out a “What?”

“I’m waiting,” his hands found yours, fingers gripping you tight as he lifted them above your head and pressed them against the bed, “for permission.” He leaned down to press his lips to your ear. “Give me permission to have my way with you.”

“Yes!” you moaned, wrapped your legs around him, “Please, Whisper, do whatever you want with me!”

Another low growl was the only answer you got before he drove into you hard and fast. He took what you offered without hesitation, relishing every sound you made and left you begging for more.

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#really wanted to post this for OC sunday so hopefully its still up to standard #oc: whisper #clone oc x reader #oc x reader #whisper x reader #deeja writes

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r0semirages · 1 year

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So. I made an RTC swap au!!

It started just with an idea of John Doe!Ricky that I had for a pretty long time, but recently I decided to turn it into something cooler, so I made this whole thing. Maybe I'll sketch their designs later (or at least make picrews of them), but idk how much time it will take. I haven't change some things, like the relationships between some characters, because I thought it wouldn't work very well. But, this isn't fully finished yet, so there's some moments that may be changed in the future.

I imagine this AU more like a play, than a musical and honestly I really don't think that it'll become something serious, cause I'm not that good at writing and creating full stories, so, at least at the moment, it's just for fun. Also, the designs are based on the 2016 cast, but feel free to make your own interpretations with your favorite cast. And maybe someday I'll make them too, we'll see. Anyway, hope y'all enjoy it!! (Pls excuse me if there are any mistakes, english isn't my first language, blah blah blah. Also there are a lot of spoilers for rtc, so if you plan to watch it — don't read further!)

So, first is Penny — the most imaginative girl in town. She's super silly, sometimes awkward and doesn't really have any friends because most people think she's weird. Penny often gets left out or bullied, and she uses escapism to cope with this + all the stuff with her parents, who she didn't get enough love from. Her fantasies is a bit different from the original Ricky's: they don't have a lore, she just makes up random stories to escape from reality and writes them out sometimes. She *definetely* writes fanfiction and probably posts it online. For some reason people find it cool, but no one in the choir knows about it. She's still a Seven-Up fan and she plays the ukulele (that will be used in the new birthday song for Ricky)

I changed her design just a bit, now she wears a lot of accessories, mostly pins (bc I headcanon the og Ricky having them) and it's mostly based on Emily Rohm's Penny, while her personality is more like legoland Penny's.

The next is Ocean — the angriest girl in town. Like the og Mischa, she hates her parents (but in this case they aren't adoptive) and their lifestyle, but instead of becoming the most succesful to prove that she's different from them, this Ocean just becomes a total mess and starts hating everyone. Idk if I will make her like shitty rap about money in autotune, but she definetely has a history of stealing stuff from stores, lol.

Design changes: messy hair; she doesn't have a headband and a tie, her shirt isn't fully buttoned up. She wears a sweater vest over it with a short skirt (a dress, actually).

Then we have Constance — the most succesful girl in town. She's a big nerd and spends a lot of her time studying because she wants to be the best. In general she behaves just like original Ocean and treats Noel like Ocean would treat her in the og musical (they're besties, but not really). She's pretty mean and very ambitious. This Constance doesn't have as much love for her town as the og one and she plans to move out (and become a premier minister of Canada, maybe :p) She's the one to make the final vote in this AU and of course she will choose John Doe/Ricky.

I haven't change a lot of things in the design, but her hair isn't dyed anymore, buns are down, she has a tie and maybe some hairpins. In general she looks a bit more tidy

Next one: Noel — the nicest boy in town. A complete opposite to the og Noel, he doesn't want to change anything in his life and enjoys living in Uranium. He's still super homosexual and has a big crush on Mischa, and, as I've said before he's "best friends" with Constance who treats him like shit and makes jokes about how he's never gonna breed👍🏻 /ref

He's really insecure about himself, but very friendly with everyone else (especially Mischa). He still enjoys all the french stuff, but you know, in a less... horny... way. And his mother is a baker and Noel often helps her in their cafe

He now has a short-sleeved shirt, round glasses and half of his hair is purple (it's also a bit more messy). In general I didn't change a lot in his design, but I made him such an UwU softie boy /j

Then, Mischa — the most romantic boy in town (ah yes, this one is for you, Mischa simps). He's still in love with Talia and his backstory is the same, but instead of becoming an angry rapper, he became a sad romantic guy, who dreams about moving to Ukraine with his (probably non-existing) internet fiancé. He just wants to be happy :(

Design changes: his clothes and hair aren't that messy anymore and he has a black jacket (like the one chance theatre Noel had). Also his nails are usually black or any other dark shade!!

And! Finally! My best creation yet — John Doe!Ricky. Perhaps, the rest of the choir doesn't remember him (well, in fact they do remember him, but it's a different theory and I don't want to bring it here) because he couldn't talk and no one really noticed him. The only person he was pretty close with was Penny, but still, they weren't even friends, they just standed close to each other while the choir was performing and both sat in the back of a rollercoaster when the accident happened. There will be a role-swapped version of the Savannah scene, but I don't know what name should I use instead of Savannah yet (if you have any ideas, please drop them in the comments!! I'll be very grateful)

When he gets choosen by Constance he'll came back to life as Ricky and yes, he WILL remain disabled because I'm a very big Ricky fan + a very big ableism hater, don't expect that shit from me👎🏻👎🏻👎🏻 Also he will still have 14 cats because. Why not. I love cats.

The only thing that will change is the fact that he's a little happier now?? People around him treat him better and he doesn't have to fantasize about fucking cat-people from Zolar to be happy lol. Oh man I'm writing a bit too much about him sorry I just love this guy a lot. Bless his little heart

Finally, about his design: honestly he's just a yassified version of this picture /hj

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Okay, so he has a head stolen from some super swag dressed in a Bowie-like style doll that for some reason was in the warehouse. He has a big purple star around one of his eyes and some parts of his hair are also colorful (purple/blue/pink). His clothes isn't very different, but maybe I'll add some more accesories

Well, that's all atm. I will try my best to make some content for this and keep developing this idea and I really really hope you will like it!

Reblogs/comments/likes are VERY appreciated and again, if you have any recommendations for improving this au I'll be really glad to hear them or just any of your thoughts!!!

Ty for reading (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。

#ride the cyclone #rtc #ride the cyclone au #rtc au #swap au #🌀rtc au #🌀stuff i made

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tideswept · 7 months

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I was tagged by @yourfavoritefridge and am taking a page from @sendpseuds ('s) book and answering this while deeply compromised. Sober, I am not.

You have been warned!

1.) How many works do you have on ao3?

62!

2.) What's your ao3 word count?

800,347! (Ooh, big round number!)

3.) What fandoms do you write for?

Currently: Kingsman & Star Wars. (I really never thought I'd be in either of them but I'm glad I am.)

4.) What are your top five fics by kudos?

gold and pink and glittering: 498, Hartwin, E. I'm still surprised to this day how much people liked it. First smut in several years.

the lean and hungry type: 453, Obikin, E. First time getting to do alpha/beta, and written from around 11pm to 4 am and then another hour proofreading. I was mildly delirious, ngl.

offer a little salt for that wound: 463, Hartwin, E. OOH man I had this one in my head and wouldn't leave me tf alone. My plot bunnies aren't USUALLY visual, but this one was!

cold water on your tongue: 429, Obikin, E. Still surprised this one took off tbh! I had a lot of moments where the fic felt awkward to me and not worth salvaging. But I think it makes people happy, and god, I can't really ask for more than that!

somebody to lie in the dark with: 302, Obikin, E. That's the second time today I've typed something instead of someone in that title. HMM. (Sith-Wan, my darling!)

5.) Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do when I can! Have a pretty decent streak going, I think? I think I owe a really lovely commenter from like 5 days ago and nnnghh the guilt is heavy.

6.) What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Potentially empty spaces, empty phrases (Obikin) depending on how you decide the ending goes! But objectively: let me stay (TimJon).

7.) What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

oh fuck, who are you, the cops? (me, looking at my fics in despair)

I think the honor goes to cold water on your tongue. Everything else tends to end in a bittersweet or incomplete ("to be continued") kind of way.

8.) Do you get hate on fics?

Not outside of TMA. It's been absolutely lovely being in Kingsman / Obikin fandoms. I genuinely showed up here low-key scared for my life, and I've been shown nothing but kindness and support.

9.) Do you write smut? If so what kind?

Yes, and welcome to the first of the "UH IDK? [awkward shrug/hand wave]" questions because... I have no idea how to answer that. Like, what are the quantifiers here? Level of depth (NO PUN INTENDED) in how explicit it is, or what bits are rubbing against what bits, or like, if I specialize in any particular kind of smut (if there aren't pins for "I WRITE BDSM SMUT", I demand we print them) or— tldr: IDK. Vibe. The vibe kind. oh my god not vibrator vibe brain why are you doing this

10.) Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Nope. I've thought about fusions, though! Like, I feel a fic where Obi-Wan is a Kingsman and picks Anakin as his candidate--maybe it was Qui-Gon's dying request still, and when Obi-Wan became a knight and a seat next opened up, he reluctantly said, FINE.

(Now I'm wondering what knight Obi-Wan would be. Gawain? The original version of him, not the vulgarized mythos of later romances. Which leaves Anakin to be Agravaian, which is pretty perfect tbh. I mean he could also be Mordred since they're all brothers)

11.) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yup! Multiple times. It never stops feeling Not Okay.

12.) Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that I know of?

13.) Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

Nope.

14.) What's your all time favorite ship?

oh fuck you are the cops.

Uh. tbh this is a really hard question until I asked myself: a 100k fic written by an amazing author: what pairing would you be more excited about? And my heart... my heart said Hartwin.

15.) What's a WIP you'd like to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Ahh, sadly the post-Vday canon divergence Hartwin fic. I'm told it stands on its own as is, though. So maybe that counts for something?

16.) What are your writing strengths?

I have no idea. You saw what happened during the smut question, I fell apart like a jenga tower! And that was a simple question!

Honestly though, I don't know. That I manage to carry enough vibes to be entertaining? That's pretty good.

17.) What are your writing weaknesses?

I will not clutch the camera and shove my face into it and whisper everything in a voice ragged with despair I will not clutch th—

18.) Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Google Translate, my dearest friend. (Unless it's Spanish, I can handle that on my own.)

Granted, if I have a friend who speaks the language, you can bet I'm knocking down their door like a SWAT squad.

19.) First fandom you wrote for?

UH SO FUNNY STORY. I watched IT (the TV series) when I was like, 7. Was very confused for many reasons (partly because I missed the first hour) but also i was a Weird Child, and also Not American.

But! I didn't know it was based off a book written by a dude, so one day I just... started writing the story down in a notebook when I was 8. Because I figured I liked the movie (I assumed it was a movie at the time) so much, why NOT turn it into something to read?

20.) Favorite fic you've ever written?

Beholding's Own. Lightning-in-a-bottle kind of situation, 10+ year break from writing, and also re-entering fandom after said 10+ year long break. It's really hard to live up to that kind of fondness.

From new fics? the devil is a gentleman. I can't help it, this Obi-Wan and Anakin are hilarious. They are so dumb and yet so smart.

I'm supposed to tag people now for this, so imagine me throwing Your Candy of Choice at @irrationalsense, @veloursdor, @kingdomvel and @howlbrooklyn like a fastball. (And anyone else who'd like to do it!)

#ask game #thanks for the ask!

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starswallowingsea · 4 months

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I have been thinking about what types of notions and things the craft dorm (what I've been calling the Shu/Izumi/Kuro/Mao dorm) would have in their respective kits and ended up making some collages with my thoughts. In order it's Shu, Izumi, Kuro, and Mao. Longer explanation below the cut.

Shu:

Since he canonically makes lace I put all sorts of different lace making tools on his. In the english server it got translated as crochet and crochet lace can be absolutely gorgeous and it's pretty portable so it makes sense, hence the steel hooks. The other lace making tools are bobbins and a bobbin pillow and a tatting shuttle. While tatting is the "lesser" form of lace making compared to crochet and bobbins, it's by far the most portable as the thread is wound around the shuttle and to me Shu would probably do tatting on the plane to/from Japan and France. Also included for him are pretty generic sewing notions, your pins and pincushion, scissors, a needle and thread, t-pins, and beeswax. T-pins can be used to block the lace as well, and the beeswax is for hand sewing. Fun fact but if you run your thread over beeswax a few times before starting to sew it'll help strengthen your thread and prevent it from splitting! Shu also heavily prefers working with natural fibers over synthetic.

Izumi:

Guy absolutely uses DPNs (double pointed needles) for his knitting, at least when it comes to socks and hats. I believe in some of the examples of his knitting we've seen he has done cabling so a cable stitch holder is there as well, though I can imagine he does it without it too if it gets lost. He also has a ball winder and I wish I had thought to put a swift on here too but like Shu, he prefers to get natural fibers over synthetic and hand dyed wool is great but it comes in hanks which areeeeeee hard to work with so a swift and ball winder would be necessary for him. Also included are more t-pins, a blocking board, stitch markers, and yarn needles.

Kuro:

To me, Kuro is the type of guy to make scrap quilts with left over fabric from the outfits he makes for his friends (and also out of like old shirts his sister has grown out of), so he has a huge scrap fabric pile he's constantly thinking about what type of blocks to make them into. I feel like he'd also make his own appliques for these quilts and would use basting spray to hold those down, obviously. Also the type of guy who just carries spare buttons on him in case of an emergency. Also has a seam ripper, scissors (thread, fabric), a tailor's measuring tape, and a cutting board.

Mao:

I know he doesn't really craft but to me? He's a crocheter. He tried knitting once and failed very badly but crochet (in my opinion at least) is a lot easier to grasp for beginners and I think he made the dorm a few dish cloths at first but mostly makes amigurumis now of his favorite manga characters, as well as little toys for his friends, hence the safety eyes. Probably works more with synthetic fibers due to ease of accessibility and variety of colors, though he tries not to buy too much of the same color unless he knows what it'll be used for. Also has stuffing, yarn needles, stitch markers, and a little crochet hook carrying case.

General Notes:

There were some things I didn't think to add until after I had already finished all of these collages, and some things that were things I thought everyone would have. To start, Shu would obviously also have a blocking board for his lace blocking, and as mentioned earlier Izumi would have a swift. Shu probably also has a swift and ball winder or just borrows Izumi's when he buys anything heavier than thread for crochet (which isn't often so I'm leaning more towards borrowing). Kuro would also have a bar of beeswax for the same reason as Shu, as well as maybe a thimble? Though I suppose it depends on how much he cares about his fingers being callused from the needle. Shu has a thimble. I also think all four of them would have some sort of project bag, whether it's just an old backpack or something a bit more expensive, they all have something that allows them to take their crafts on the go.

Anyway that's all I had but please tell me your thoughts if you want :3

#shay speaks #enstars #ensemble stars #shu itsuki #izumi sena #kuro kiryu #mao isara #ensemble stars headcanons #enstars headcanons #i want to get a tatting shuttle :( i know how to make nets though with a shuttle and spacer #tatting lace can look really beautiful if you know what you're doing please look up some examples of it #ragh. anyway. i'm gonna stop myself from going off on too much of a tangent rn #i <3 crafting

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gendervapor14 · 1 year

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DoflaminBROS Week 2023 - Day 1: brothers

WOOOO can you tell i'm excited for this? anyway, here's the long awaited first prompt for the DoflaminBROS Week 2023 event!! challenged myself by writing stories way shorter than i usually do, so any sort of feedback is welcome!! tbh we're probably kicking things off with my least favorite ficlet so. getting the worst out of the way first? hey but maybe ya'll will like this more than i do.

characters: rosinante, doflamingo, law is referenced, lol additional tags & cw: canon compliant, angst, character study, major character death, mild sibling abuse

special thanks to @gali-la for beta reading <3

Brother. Never easy to define. A boy born from the same parents. Someone who bleeds in good faith, sticks close regardless of pain, or glory, or the tempting call of freedom. Brother was tricky from the start. Brother was family. Family was Mother and Father. Family was love.

His brother loved, too. That’s what they said, that’s what he believed too, because what else was he supposed to hold onto when that little fist hit so hard right at the zygomatic arch? When the temper snapped and grasped onto his neat mop of blond waves, shoved his soft face into marble tile, white bishop pressed into his eye, pawn stuck in his ear?

His brother loved. His brother loved differently than Mother and Father, but that’s just what brothers were. Brothers hurt sometimes, but the love was there. Surely it was. Mother and Father were always right.

Hurt wasn’t exclusive to brothers. The ground hurt sometimes, and sharp things, loud noises and growling bellies, big humans with rolling pins and leather boots. It was different, though. His brother loved. Stole for him, yelled for him. Love lived on, even if it hurt.

Then Mother died. Love died. Love was not immortal.

He’d rather be next. A life without love was not a life worth living. Instead, his brother stepped up and loved differently. His brother killed. For love? There was less love now, but Father failed them. Failed to protect them. Abandoned them in this wicked wasteland. An attempt at freedom. Was there ever love?

Fourteen years. Humans offered to bear the weight of his world on their shoulders and tried to reach into his heart but they weren’t family. Love was for family. Love was for his brother, who, after fourteen years, greeted him with warmth. With a smile and a cracking voice, and sweet, generous accommodations. Brother was different.

There was no hurt. Things were gentle now, but not safe. The blood law, the threats, the praise. This wasn’t his brother. His brother lurked in the bloody pulp along the gumline of those smiles. His brother lurked in the drunken rage, killed the morning after with masked apologies and affirmations. His brother lurked in the cracks and lapses. His brother withered with each passing breath in that abyss. Love beat in a slow, dying pulse.

Then, there was a boy. A boy who had no family left. A boy who would never know love. What was it worth? A corpse of a brother for the chance of a son? Was it a worthwhile sacrifice?

He smiled when it was over. He smiled because it hurt again, because his brother lived on after all, but the choice was made. And it was worthwhile. He had love again, real love, and he’d take some of it with him on his way out. He never had to fear hurting for it anymore. Never had to fear losing it, either. This love was immortal. A brother for a son. Brother never loved, then. Perhaps Mother and Father weren’t always right.

thank you so much for hosting this @opdoffyzine and @corazine !! can't wait to see some other lovely entries <3

#DoflamingBROS2023 #one piece fanfiction #one piece fanfic #donquixote doflamingo #doflamingo #donquixote rosinante #corazon one piece #genwrites #donquixote brothers

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whump-it-like-its-hot · 7 months

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So, lets do this once more and properly.

Hey there! Nice to see you have found your way to my funky little blog here. As mentioned in the header, this is a Whump blog where I'll also ocassionally post some other unrelated stuff, but the main focus will remain on Whump and similar themes.

About me? I'm Pyro, a young adult and my pronouns are He/They. I'm autistic and I have memory issues, so if I don't respond to a tag/ask/dm, or act in a way that's otherwise odd, I can assure you it's not maliciously intended.

Info about what I'll post here, as well as some other important stuff is under the cut!

Mini disclaimer: When I talk about Loki in my tags, I’m talking about my OC Loki, not MCU Loki, just to clear up confusion :)

First off, a couple of ground rules if you want to interact with my blog!

Leave your discourse at the door. This is a hard rule. I'm not apolitical, however I will not take any sides on any conflict on this blog. This applies to fandom stuff, as well as real life happenings and actual politics. There's places to get into that, and this blog is not one of them.

Be civil. I take the freedom to block whoever I need to curate my experience, and that means if you're an ass on mine or someone else's blog, you're getting the boot. I will not explain my reasoning for blocking someone.

On the same note, you're also free to block me for whatever reason. Don't vibe with my posts? Can't stand my blog colors? Don't like me for any other reason? That's cool, lets block and move on.

You're welcome to use my prompts and the tags I leave on other people's post for your own stories, that's why I post them here. Though I'd love if you tagged me in the finished piece, so I can see what you made of the idea!

Please feel free to tag me in tag games and under your stories if you want to! Even if I might not get back to it right away (or even forget it completely), I still appreciate it very much!

If you want something removed from my blog, that's no problem. Just throw me an ask or something and I'll oblige, no questions asked.

This list may be edited at any point in time. I'll note this at the top of the post though.

A couple of my favorite tropes, from the top of my head and in no particular order:

- Concussion/Head injury - A good old fashioned Beatdown - Broken bones - Magic Whump - Major character death - Whumpee dying in Caretakers arms especially - Phobias - Falling (Down the stairs, off a cliff, you name it) - Fainting/Passing out - Hidden injuries along with Injury/Scar reveals - Blood from the mouth/Coughing up blood - Drowning/Falling through Ice - Pinned down by rubble - Whumpee getting impaled on/by something - Hypothermia - Carrying - Gore - Medical stuff - Historical/Fantasy Whump

And here's some tropes you probably won't see here!

- Pet Whump - The BBU - NSFWhump - Lab stuff - Long term captivity - Conditioning/Dehumanization - Paternal Whump (Either as Caretaker or Whumper) - Mouth stuff - Nunhuman Characters (To an extent. Farthest I'll go will be immortality and perhaps a vampire here and there)

I‘ve ditched my tagging system since it was stressing me out, so most reblogs are untagged or only have commentary added to them. I tag common triggers such as vents and mental health stuff, and if you need anything tagged in particular, feel free to tell me! I’ll usually be happy to help out.

I'll also make some introductions for my OCs at this point soon, so stay tuned for that :)

Now, I think that is all for now. My asks and submissions are open, and I usually don't bite, so feel free to hit me up about anything!

Pyro~

#not whump #important

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everythingsinred · 3 months

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I just read you have alternate au endings in mind and I’m VERY curious!! Do you have any posts abt them??

Hi !!!!

No, I probably don't... I can't say for sure but I doubt I have any specific posts about it. I talk a bit about some ideas here and I rant in general about the ending so much that there's a subsection in my table of contents (pinned post) about what I don't like.

Under the cut is a mishmash rambling of ideas lol...

So I guess I'll give you a brief run-down on what should change for me to be more on board with the ending. I hate Mikan having the stealing alice with a passion. I know that shows up pretty early, but I hate it and I usually forget about it because of how much I hate it so if I ever wrote a canon-verse fic (which I'm nervous about because of this very thing), she probably wouldn't have it, which would require me to shift a lot of other elements in the story. I just think it kills the importance of her nullification alice. She had a "useless", understated, subtle alice that could easily be taken for granted but that was actually super cool and useful in its own way, and the stealing alice is... not helping that issue. The stealing alice is immediately and clearly useful and showy and impressive, if a bit taboo. But that taboo element is rarely touched on with Mikan because she doesn't even know she has it for a while and she's immediately pretty okay with it when she does find out about it because it never really does wrong... Meanwhile, Yuka's story with the stealing alice is so much more meaningful because we get a deeper look into being outcast for her alice and how much of a burden it can be. Mikan doesn't have that relationship with the stealing alice, but its arrival undercuts her nullification alice and as a result her arc suffers.

I also think Persona took up way too much time. I don't really care if he has a redemption or not but the "We have to forgive everyone so we can all move and be happy now" message is so aggravating to me and not a lesson you should be giving a young audience so, I would get rid of that, or at least undercut it. (My issue with Persona's redemption is more about Mikan than him, actually.)

AND I HATE HOTARU SAVING NATSUME. I hate it so much. It's my least favorite part of the story, no contest. I'd delete that right away. Additionally, Mikan losing her memories has potential but none of it is used and then all of her relationships in the last chapter are minimized to elevate Hotaru, to the detriment of every other character on that beach, which pisses me off so much...

So I usually like an ending that looks like this: Mikan only has the nullification alice (and thus Yuka wouldnt have died, but would maybe have been put in a different bad situation, like maybe Mikan is still in the labyrinth as collateral over Yuka... that could be cool), and Natsume still dies (I love him dying) but Mikan saves him, and a huge help is Ruka. Maybe Mikan still loses her alice, and still loses her memories. In that case, the amnesia thing should be stretched out and actually used, instead of lasting a chapter because then it's just stupid and feels pointless. In this case, Hotaru should play a more subtle role (which is what she does best) and be the main one to chase after Mikan. That way the manga can still have the bookends of the best friends chasing each other, only this time it feels more equal. OR maybe Mikan doesn't lose her memories but since Yuka is still alive, she leaves the academy with her mom and they start some new life together for a reunion with friends later on.

OR she keeps her memories and doesn't lose her alice and instead everyone is happy at the Academy, particularly because Shiki is now in charge without the interference of the ESP so there's much-needed structural change that makes life at school a lot better and less prisonlike. TBH, I genuinely can't stomach the idea that the Academy doesn't undergo structural change because 1. That's such a cop-out and 2. It makes Shiki look bad and 3. It makes the whole story seem a lot more like child abuse apologism... which it isn't doing on purpose but OOF it is not a good look.

I also hate what was done with Goshima at the end there, so I would completely discard that.

Anyway, I actually do have plans on writing ONE idea of an alternative end at some point, but it'll require some thought and care so that fic will need some time to be written. If you have AU endings, please share because I hate the end we got and I don't think a lot of us actually like it, in the end.

#answered #technobro #gakuen alice #ga #sigh... the end makes me so mad genuinely my blood boils at just the thought of it #oh well!!!! i just pretend like it doesnt exist. genuinely the only time ive read it in recent history was for my essays.#otherwise i flat out dont even touch it. ive read those three chapters maybe 4 times ever?#and the last arc i also dont rly read #with mikan shaping up to leave and all that. its fine in theory but the ending sours it for me #i dont expect everyone to feel the way i do about the stealing alice ofc #i just... have never liked it and i have to remind myself sometimes that she has multiple alices #the only time i liked it was in a fanfic with a different take on alices... so not in canon at all #anyway if u have any ideas id be happy to hear!

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someone1348 · 2 years

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I just finished Ducktales 2017 and have been dying to write for it sooo here are my favorite triplets! I hope you all enjoy!

The people in this: Switch!Huey, Switch!Louie and Switch!Dewey

I'm so excited!

Tw: arguing/angst but other than that none! It gets better I promise!

(Platonic only they are brothers!)

With all that being said enjoyyy!

____________~☆°♡°☆°♡°☆~______________

That's It!

Everyone was on the way home to the mansion from an eventful evening in the castle with Scrooges parents. What normally would be chaos in the backseat was complete and utter scilence, it was truly unnerving when things got like this.

The Triplets had gotten into a pretty heavy argument over a comment Scrooge had made previously and no one spoke a word to each other until they got home. Launchpad tried to make conversation but no one budged.

"I want you three to go to your room and figure this out, no one's leaving until this petty debacle is situated"

Louie was the first to chime up "nuh uh no way am I-"

"This isn't up for debate, go"

"Yes uncle Scrooge..." the three said in unison angerly sighing as they went to their room. Scrooge locked the door, they weren't going anywhere until this was settled.

The room remained quiet, you could slice the tension in the air in half with your pinky finger. The soft wind whipped through the air, background noise of whatever was going on downstairs and finally the steps of Louise's pacing was all that could be heard but not a peep out of the triplets,,, that was until the youngest spoke up

"I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!" He yelled, catching the attention of his two older brothers

"Yeah me either, i don't want to be stuck in a room with you two either" Dewey said in anger, he didn't mean it, he's just upset but that ticked Louie off even further

"Are you serious!?! Come here!" Louie pounced on Dewey as they wrestled on the floor exchanging words in anger and pity slaps not actually wanting to hurt each other Huey sighed at the sight.

"It's not my fault I'm the favorite!" Dewey said as he got the upper hand

"He only said that to spite his sister! Do you care about anyone but yourself!?" Louie said as Dewey's throat closed, he fought tears back, growling at the duck in green before the two were pounced on by their oldest sibling

"That's It!" Huey shouted before pouncing on them pinning them both under him. The two stopped, no one struggled, no one yelled they just looked up at Huey and sighed.

"We're letting one measly comment drive us apart, we are all special and amazing in our own ways! We're the duck brother's in case you've forgotten! What has gotten into you two!"

Huey was right, they both knew that but still the room was silent, no one knew what to do, it's been so long since they fought like this.

Dewey looked over to Louie with a mischievous plot in mind keeping a straight face 'There's only one way to solve these fights and I know just how to Dewey it'

"Louie I'm sorry..."

Louie looked over and tilted his head, as Huey loosened his grip Dewey smirked getting Huey off and pinning his youngest brother down

"Sorry that you're about to lose this fight!" With that he swiftly squeezed the green nefews sides as Louie bursted out into giggles

"Nohohoho! Dehehewehehey! Stahahap it! Nohohot fahahair!" Louie complained through his laughter, Huey was about to pounce all over again until he heard the laughter and knew exactly what Dewey was planning.

As a kid whenever things got really intense this was the only way to solve anything it seems things haven't changed in that sense, the air grew lighter and there were smiles plastered on everyone's face, real, genuine smiles

"Aww who's my ticklish little brother! Tickle Tickle Tickleee!" Dewey giggled teasing Louie as he went for his stomach

"NOHOHOHO PLEAHAHAHASE HUEHEHEY SAVE MEEEHEHE!" Louie opted for Hueys help which he graciously handed to him pouncing onto Dewey skitering up and down his ribs with a smirk

"Looks like you're the ticklish younger brother now huh Dewey?~"

"NOHOHOHOT FAHAHAIR YOHOHOU CALLED BAHAHACK UP!" Dewey jokingly complained as Louie caught his breath and smirked down at him

"Everything's fair when you start a tickle war with me dear brother"

Huey giggled evilly smirking at the youngest's while still tickling Dewey

"You should be afraid sweet Llewellyn, You've awoken a monster and he wants to Playy!~" Now Huey never ever calls him by his real name unless it's when he's in full tickle monster mode

Before he could get a chance to run he was grabbed by his hood and the two were pinned under Huey once again as he scribbled along Dewey's neck and Louies sides

"Tickle Tickle tickleee Younger brothers!"

"NAHAHAHAHA!"

"Heheheuy stahahahap iHiT- NO AHAHAHAHA!"

Huey giggled blowing raspberries over Louies stomach and Dewey's ribs as they both threw their heads back in laughter

"OKAHAY WE GIHIHIVE!" Louie shouted as Dewey agreed

"YEHEHES MEHEHRCEY!"

"Fine fine" Huey got off of them with a smile as they caught their breath

"See now that wasn't so bad was iiiII-WAIT! HOLD ON!" The two got back up quickly capturing their oldest brother as Dewey scribbled along his sides and Louie tickled his knees

"NOW THIS IHIHISN'T FAHAHAIR!"

The two disagreed in unison "Oh it's totally fair!"

"IHIHIHIHIT TIHIHICKLES!"

"Well we would hope so" Dewey said giggling as Louie chimed in

"Yeah it would be pretty strange if it hurt"

After a bit more tickling and a mercy call out from their oldest they all stopped rubbing away Hueys ghost tickles as they hugged it out,

"I really am sorry Louie,, I just felt wanted for once even if it was just a joke but I shouldn't have been so mean, will you ever forgive me" Dewey said genuinely as he shot a look to the youngest

"Of course I forgive you Dew, and I'm sorry too I was a jerk and said stupid stuff out of anger that I didn't really mean, I'm really really sorry Dewey...could you ever forgive me?" He looked back at him before he was pulled into another hug by the middle child

"Of course Lou! This was really dumb let's never fight again!"

Huey smiled butting in "I highly doubt we won't ever fight again but the spirits there!"

The other two laughed and brought Huey into the hug too

"I love you guys, so much"

"We love you two Dewey"

"Somtimes" Louie said giggling

"That's It!"

"Nonono-WAIT!"

Childlike laughter filled the room once more, the breeze slowed down and everything fell into place again, The Duck Brothers were back and there was nothing that was going to stop them now!

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I loved writing this so much! I hope you all enjoyed as well!

-K :]

#k writes tk things #ducktales 2017 #ducktales 2017 tickle #ducktales 2017 tickle fic #switch!huey #switch!louie #switch!dewey

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blazethecheeto · 7 months

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Rant about Black Siren. I know you want to. Go. (Favorite moment, favorite ship with them etc.)

oh my god. you don't even know the freedom you've given me right now anon.

OKAY SO- (rip if u click keep reading)

i absolutely adore siren, probably my favourite character in arrow, and i love her humour, her sass, her confidence, her softness, literally everything about her.

fave moment: dude you're joking- there are so many. one of my favourite moments is definitely the episode where she goes to court for oliver's appeal (because felicity asked her to!) and she says '"the hardest thing to do is to be a hero when no one expects you to be". and dinah was watching. and when she gets out she is confronted by her and she tries to deny it but AGH that moment murdered me it was when she really redeemed herself.

another moment i love is when she opens up to felicity about her dad dying. just her vulnerability and sadness that we really never got to see until that moment? ugh it's so good.

and of course there's the moment where she absolutely destroys cayden james and the other guys in the room with one scream after the power dampener breaks. i love when she shows her actual potential with her powers, like with siren-x, because that's one thing that pisses me off.

the arrow writers really like to make black siren the sidekick of the main generic white man villain and it makes me so mad, because LET HER BE THE VILLAIN!! SHE'S WAY MORE INTERESTING AND SO MUCH MORE POWERFUL.

i never got why siren wouldn't just like. kill diaz, or cayden, or prometheus or any of the men she 'owed her life to' because she absolutely could. she could destroy them all in seconds, yet the writers continuously made her their slave and spy. it limited her potential. we barely knew ANYTHING about her backstory or personality.

i'm very very glad in s7, she gets to shine more on her own and also gets to be super gay as she should.

fave ship: OKAY SO- i obviously ship sirenwatch (felicity x siren) and dinahsiren (dinah x siren). i really can't choose, because both are literally so good for different reasons.

dinahsiren is THE enemies to lovers ship. i mean, she literally killed dinah's boyfriend, and then dinah almost killed her, and they both have similar powers and are arch-enemies and always are gunning to one-up each other. but there's this obvious sexual tension there with the flirting/insults?? like hello.

i mean take a look at their DIALOGUE for a second and look me in the eye to tell me it isn't a classic enemies to lovers banter.

“God, you are such a bitch.” “Yeah, it takes one to know one, sweetheart.” -

“That is not why I'm here and you know it.” “Aww, did you miss me? So sweet.”

siren literally winking at dinah? dinah saying 'you like that?' after pinning her against the wall as she puts a collar on her?????

oh and that doesn't even go INTO s7 and s8. when dinah stops siren from killing someone because even though they hate each other, like she says- 'if anyone knows the real her, the true her, it's dinah'. them starting to bond and slowly become frenemies, begrudgingly working together, to becoming partners, to dinah singing 'i'm in love with you' while looking wistfully at siren from across the room?!?!

anyways now sirenwatch which i've also fallen in love with because of the classic grumpy x sunshine dynamic. felicity absolutely had a crush on laurel in s1 and you cannot convince me otherwise, so this is a strange sight to have her back- but she's not her laurel. just like how siren sees this felicity as not her felicity. (e2 laurel and felicity hooked up. trust me bro.)

s7 was the season that awoke all the sirenwatch shippers. like. siren starting to see felicity in a different way than the bubbly, sweet girl that she thought she was. felicity asking for help to torture a man and siren trying to stop her from doing so. she's basically her protector. they're so killersnow coded. siren's awkwardness at trying to ask her out, while felicity with no hesitation asks her out for drinks. 7x11 was possibly the episode i died and went to heaven because of how much sirenwatch was in that. when she started to open up and really start to like felicity, really see that someone is there to help her?!?

okay but back to black siren. i really love the grumpy/rude on the outside but soft/awkward on the inside characters which makes sense why i actually love her snarky personality. bro is actually just a cutie that needs therapy. fave look:

because women.

anyways. um. tl;dr: she's my poor little meow meow and i'm crushing her like a soda can help me she was done dirty by the show and i'm resisting the urge to just write a fanfic about it OH BEFORE I FORGET HERE'S AN EDIT I MADE

#anyways!#black siren #my faves #fandom rant #blaze rants #like a lot #video post #ask post #so sorry to whoever asked that what were u expecting #arrow #my ships #mine

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perspectivestarters · 1 year

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Perspective's Sentence Starters; Save Rock and Roll by Fall Out Boy (Part II)

THE MIGHTY FALL

"Oh god!"

"Why the hell is there a light that's keeping us forever?"

"Did you get dressed up?"

"I can't stop it when there's chemicals keeping us together."

"How the mighty fall."

"They fall in love."

"Oh, how the mighty fall in love."

"Your crooked love is just a pyramid scheme."

"I'm dizzy on dreams."

"If you ask me two's a whole lot lonelier than one."

"Baby, we should have left our love in the gutter where we found it."

"You think your only crime is that you got caught."

"It's getting clear, you're never coming clean."

I know you said not to call unless I'm dying.

"Even though my eyes closed, I still see you."

"I just hope that when you see me, I'm not see-through."

"Sometimes I swear, I need a day just for me."

"Like, I let her climb on top."

"I'm either fuckin' or workin', so the grind don't stop."

"They say I got screws missing, well hell, only when I'm missing you."

MISS MISSING YOU

"Don't panic."

"No, not yet."

"I know I'm the one you want to forget."

"Cue all the love to leave my heart."

"It's time for me to fall apart."

"Your hot whiskey eyes have fanned the flame."

"Maybe I'll burn a little brighter tonight."

"Let the fire breathe me back to life."

"Baby, you were my picket fence."

"I miss missing you now and then."

"Sometimes before it gets better, the darkness gets bigger."

"The person that you'd take a bullet for is behind the trigger."

"We're fading fast."

"I see through you when we're sitting in the dark."

"So give me your filth, make it rough."

"Let me trash your love."

"I will sing to you every day."

"I've heard you got it so bad."

"I am the best you'll never have."

DEATH VALLEY

"I want to see your animal side."

"Let it all out."

"I wanna see the dirt under your skin."

"I need your broken promises."

"I want the guts and glory, baby."

"This town is wasted and alone."

"Don't take love off the table yet."

"Tonight, it's just fire alarms and losing you."

"We love a lot, so we only lose a little."

"But we are alive."

"Oh, there you go, undress to impress."

"You can wear the crown but you're no princess."

"We're going to die, it's just a matter of time."

"Hard times come, good times go."

"I'm either gone in an instant or here 'til the bitter end."

"What I've got will make you feel more alive."

"I'll be your favorite drug."

YOUNG VOLCANOES

"We're the beginning of the end."

"Tonight, the foxes hunt the hounds."

"It's all over now."

"Before it has begun, we've already won."

"We are wild."

"We are like young volcanoes."

"C'mon, make it easy, say I never mattered."

"We will teach you how to make boys next door out of assholes."

RAT A TAT

"It's (Name), bitch."

"No thesis existed for burning cities down at such a rampant rate."

"They just DIY'd that shit and they built their own bombs."

"She's his suicide blonde."

"She's number than gold."

"Are you ready for another bad poem?"

"One more off key anthem."

"Remember me as I was, not as I am."

"I kept wishing she had blonde ambition and she'd let it go to my head."

"If my love is a weapon, there's no second guessing when I say."

"If my heart is a grenade, you pull the pin and say."

"You need to lower your standards."

"It's never getting any better than this."

"You settled your score."

"This is where you come to beg."

"This is what we do, baby, we nightmare you."

"I'll take your heart served up two ways."

"I'm the lonelier version of you."

"I just don't know where it went wrong."

"She's sick and she's wrong."

"I've seen bigger."

"I've lit better."

"Not a dry eye left in the house."

"Talk less, mean more."

"Go boy, run for your life."

"Let's be electric, like we were before."

SAVE ROCK AND ROLL

"I need more dreams and less life."

"I need that dark in a little more light."

"I cried tears you'll never see."

"So fuck you, you can go cry me an ocean, and leave me be."

"You are what you love, not who loves you."

"In a world full of the word 'yes', I'm here to scream no."

"Wherever I go, trouble seems to follow."

"I only plugged in to save rock and roll."

"Blood brothers in desperation."

"An oath of silence for the voice of a generation."

"How'd it get to be only me?"

"I'm the last damn kid still kicking that still believes."

"I will defend the faith."

"Oh no, we won't go."

"We don't know when to quit."

#rp sentence starters #rp sentence meme #rp sentence prompts #sentence starters #sentence meme #sentence prompts #lyric sentence starters #lyric starters #music starters #rp meme #rp memes #rp prompts #ask meme #*mystarters #*srar

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