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Forbidden Lust - Kinktober 5

Summary: Your stepmother is the worst. But her fiancè is worth your time.

Rating: Explicit

Kinktober Special: homewrecker kink

Square filled Square 7 for @anyfandomkinkbingo: Office Sex

Pairing: Stepdad(CEO)!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Warnings: cheating, angst, jealousy, awful stepmother, sexual tension, smut, unprotected sex, quickie, kinda stepcest (they are not related by blood), dirty talk, possessive Bucky, homewrecker kink

A/N: Please be aware of the warnings. This kink is not for everyone. Also, there is more plot than expected.

Words: 2,3 k

Kinktober 2022

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“Another one?” you ask the blonde eyeing your colleague up and down. He dips his head as you clear your throat to get his attention. “Do you want another drink? You know, my colleague is not on the menu.”

“Engagement parties, I hate them,” he turns his back on the people at the party to look at you. “So, you’re working here or-“

“What does it look like? I’m not here to get a massage,” rolling your eyes you turn around to get a new bottle of whiskey. “Do you want another drink or not?”

“Why would anyone celebrate their engagement at a bar?”

“How shall I know?” you shrug. “I’m just trying to do my job and go home when my shift is over. If you want to know why she came here to celebrate her engagement, ask my stepmother.”

“Stepmother?” that picked the man’s interest. “The bride is your mother?”

“Stepmother,” you correct. “I haven’t seen her since my dad’s burial. No, wait. It was right after the lawyer read the will of my father.”

“Why are you working at a bar if your dad was…rich?”

“Well, she got all of his money, the company, and the house. I didn’t want his money or shit, it just hurts that he didn’t think of me at all,” while you wipe the counter, the man frowns deeply.

“That’s shit.”

“That’s life. She spread her legs for my father for three years and gets everything. I was his daughter all my life and must work three jobs to pay back my student loan. English literature, what a waste of time.”

“Not to me,” he offers. “Uh-name’s Steve. Steve Rogers.”

While the man in front of you holds out his hand, you look around the crowded bar to watch your stepmother get cozy with her newest conquest. Another wealthy man.

“Y/N be a darling and make some more drinks for my friends,” your hands ball into fists when your stepmother steps toward the bar counter. She batts her eyelashes and purses her lips. “And hurry up. They are not some of your little friends, living on beer and cheap food.”

“Dot,” your stepmother’s fiancé joins her and the blonde at the bar counter. “Do we get more drinks soon or-?” he licks his lips as his eyes land on you. “Steve, I wanted you to get more drinks, not flirt with the bartender.”

You eye the man up and down. He’s wearing a dark blue suit and matching tie. His polished shoes cost more than all of your shoes, and you are fairly sure, he’s wearing even more expensive underwear.

His blue eyes drop to the drink in the blonde’s hand. “I’m thirsty. Bartender, be a doll and give me one of these too.”

He flashes you a smile, making his blue eyes sparkle. You bet he’s the kind of guy always getting his way only by smiling at people. Not tonight.

“Sorry, my shift is over,” you drop the towel onto the counter. “You can wait for my colleague, or, how about you ask my beloved stepmother? She was a waitress before she met my dad and got her greedy hands on his money.”

“She was joking, Jamie. Y/N is just jealous I found love again,” she stammers. “I never was a waitress.”

“Of course, love,” Bucky sighs as he watches you storm toward the back of the bar. “Maybe she just needs time to adjust. We could invite her for dinner.”

“Buck, I’m getting a terrible headache. I’ll find my way out,” the blonde says.

“Steve, wait,” Bucky watches his best friend and best man leave the bar. He knows Steve doesn’t like Dot. “Come on. Don’t be like that.”

“Do you,” Steve turns around to whisper in Bucky’s ear, “know anything about your soon-to-be wife but how she sucks your cock? Did you know that she got all the money, the house, and shit from her latest husband? Did you know that his daughter must work three jobs to get around?”

A week later, the bar you are working at…

“We are closed,” you jerk your head toward the door. “Go to one of those fancy clubs you are used to. We have nothing to offer here.”

“My friend Steve told me you were a good host,” Bucky plops down onto one of the bar stools and flashes you a smile. “Can I have a drink too? Last time you left me hanging.”

You take a moment to drink him in. He’s all casual today, wearing a Henley and jeans. God, he’s gorgeous. That bastard got it all. The looks. The smile. The eyes.

If only he didn’t want to marry the woman you hate the most.

“Why are you here?” you sigh. “I got a lot of work to do and got no time for Dot’s nonsense, or yours.”

“You don’t like your stepmother much, but she wants you to come to our wedding,” you sneer at his words. “Please don’t make this any harder for her.”

“I rather let someone stab me with a rusty knife.”

“Why are you like this?”

“Maybe you should ask her,” you turn around to get a glass for Bucky. “She came into our lives. Three years later my father dies in an accident and his lawyer tells me and his brother that he left everything to Dot. Even the company he built with his brother.”

“He loved her.”

You huff.

“Doll don’t be mad at your stepmother for things happening in the past. You should try to move on. Both of you.”

“I tried,” you slam the glass onto the counter. “She forced me to leave my home. I tried to stay away from her, while my uncle still fights her. He tries to get the company back. I gave up a long time ago.”

He looks surprised.

“She is the one not leaving me alone. Whenever she gets the chance to, she rubs salt into my wounds. Like last week. She didn’t have to rent the whole bar to celebrate her engagement party here. It was to show me she got another wealthy guy into her clutches.”

“Dot is not like that,” you roll your eyes. Of course, Bucky cannot see the ugly monster behind her pretty façade. Dot is a master at manipulating and gaslighting people.

“Believe whatever you want. Just keep me out of this shit. Dot got all she ever wanted from me and my family. I got nothing else to offer.”

You pour Bucky a drink. “That’s the first and last drink you will ever get from me. Don’t come back here.”

Another month later, the car dealer you are working at…

“Not again.”

You can’t believe Bucky followed you to your second job. He looks at the cars, scrunching up his nose. “Hello, doll. I’m looking for…a car.”

“I don’t think you want a second-hand Volvo or an old and rusty Chevy. You look more like,” you look him up and down, “Porsche, or Ferrari. These cars are for people who work for their money and need a car to get to work. Not another status symbol.”

“Why do you hate me?”

He looks you deep in the eyes, searching your face.

“I don’t hate you,” you look away. “I just don’t want to watch another man end up losing everything he has to Dot. So please, stay away from me.”

“If only you would give her a chance, she could be a good stepmother.”

You snort. “Dude, she’s like four years elder than me. She never was and never will be a stepmother to me. She’s a bitch in heat looking for another dick to ride. A wealthy dick, of course.”

“Dick, huh?” he smirks.

You put your hands on your hips and glare at him. “If you would excuse me now. I have work to do.”

“I can see that. You are an expert in working yourself up,” how you hate his stupid smirk. “How about I invite you for dinner and we can talk some more.”

“No.”

“No?”

“No!”

“Heaven help, me with this stubborn brat. I can’t believe I’m wasting my time on her,” he can only watch you storm off. Bucky can’t help but wonder how it would feel to spank your ass.

Three weeks later, your last working place. Copy room.

“No…no,” you kick the copier. “It’s the wrong day to mess with me, bitch. I give you one last chance to give me those damn copies before I kick your ass again.”

“I don’t think a copier got an ass,” snickering Bucky leans in the doorframe to watch you fight with the machine. You kick it again. “Doll, the poor machine doesn’t deserve your hatred.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“I thought we can go for dinner,” he steps inside the room and kicks the door shut with his foot. “Doll, I’m talking to you.”

“I got that.”

You don’t turn around, nor do you pay attention to Bucky when he steps closer to have a look at the copier. “How about being a little friendlier?”

“How about you get lost?”

“I get why you don’t get along with Dot,” he puts his hands on your hips and whispers in your ear. “You’re both so stubborn. Maybe I can help you get along better.”

“You can get lost. I don’t want anything to do with Dot, and the catastrophe you call your wedding.”

“I bet I can change your mind,” Bucky presses a soft kiss to your neck. “I’ll be back soon, doll.”

A month later, Barnes and Rogers Inc., your new boss’s office…

“Hi, I’m Y/N Y/L/N. I’m here for the interview,” you gape at the man sitting in a swivel chair. “You’ve got to be shitting me!”

“Welcome to Barnes and Rogers Inc., doll,” Bucky grins as you start to throw insults at him. You had hoped to finally get a full-time job. You’re tired of working three jobs. “Why did you do this? I wanted a new job, not another confrontation with my past.”

“Oh, doll,” he slowly gets up from his chair to stride towards you. “I have a better plan for you. For us.”

“US?”

He wraps one arm around your waistline, holding you close to his chest. “Us, Y/N. I want you to be a good girl now and do as I say.” Bucky whispers in your ear. “I’ll be your daddy soon. And I’ll make sure to become a very good daddy for you.”

“Get off me,” you weakly wiggle in his iron grip. “You won’t become my dad. I had a great dad.”

“He gave all of his money to Dot,” his hand moves up to your chest to give one tit a good squeeze. “He was an awful father. Let me be your daddy…”

You make an odd noise. This is it, the moment you have been waiting for. “I don’t think so,” you only need to rile him up a little more and…

“Fucking brat.”

He drags you toward his desk, cursing under his breath. You let him bend you over his desk. And you don’t fight him when he shoves your skirt up your waist and your panties down your legs.

You smirk.

“What do you want to do about it.”

Bucky presses one hand to the small of your back to hold you down. “I’ll show you how to behave.”

“Show me.”

“You’re not going to walk for a while.”

He kicks your legs apart. Bucky slaps your pussy, fingers running through your slicked folds. You hold your breath and try to hide you are already a dripping mess. “Slut, already so wet for me.”

You bite your tongue.

“Got nothing to say,” two fingers prop at your entrance, waiting, lingering to cross a line. “Fine, I wanted to go easy on you.”

“Fuck you.”

“No. Fuck you.”

Belt buckle. Zipper. Pants dropping to the ground. A symphony to your ears.

“I’m gonna fucking ruin this cunt,” Bucky curses behind you. He runs his cock up and down your folds, gathering your slick to cover his dick. “You’re going to be my good girl.”

Biting your lower lip hard enough to draw blood you feel him snap his hips into your ass, filling you in one go. He starts moving in vigor. Rough. Fast. Without mercy.

“Fucking brat.”

Bucky drags you onto his thick length, blunt nails digging into your skin. He watches his cock disappear in your body, smirking as you push back onto him.

“That’s much better. Good girl. Taking my cock so well.”

You struggle to not moan his name. He can never know you made sure he will end up fucking you over his desk. This is all you ever dreamed of and more.

“Jamie?” Bucky stills his movement, but his cock twitches inside of your cunt. “What? Y/N?” Dot gasps as she just caught Bucky balls deep inside of you. “What are you doing?”

“Uh-what does it look like, mommy?” you lift your head to grin at her. Bucky swallows thickly as you start to clench tightly around him. He drops his eyes to your stuffed cunt as you start moving your hips to fuck yourself on his cock. “I’m fucking daddy…”

“Dot…I…uh,” Bucky tries to find the right words. “I tried to convince her to come to the wedding and realized, I prefer fucking her and not you.”

“I will destroy you, James Buchanan Barnes!” Dot storms out of the office and slams the door shut. “We are done!”

“I got everything I wanted from you, Dot,” he grips your hips to stop you from moving. “Now, will you tell me why you came all over me when Dot caught us?”

“I-I like to fuck with taken men…sometimes…”

“Well, this is over. You are mine now,” Bucky grunts. “When I’m done with you, we will make sure you’ll get all of your money, the house, and the company back…”

“Why would you do such a thing?”

“Your father was a good friend of my family for the longest time and I tried to find out what happend to him. Having my way with you was just a ... bonus...”

Part 2

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#bucky barnes #afgkinkbingo #ceo!bucky barnes x reader #CEO!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader #ceo!bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes smut #tw: cheating #tw: stepcest #Forbidden Lust - Kinktober 5 #kinktober 2022

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dazeddoodles · 5 months

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I like the idea of the BATTs revers adopting people, they decide if you’re family and you don’t have a choice

Raine:(walks out of their room in the morning)

Derwin Katya and Amber:(making (burning) food in the kitchen) morning

Raine: morning

Raine: (walks away)

Raine:(stops)

Raine:(double take)

Raine: I…you don’t live here…

Derwin: we know

Katya: but we like your house more then(insert wherever they’re currently living)

Derwin: we’re gonna stay here for a while

Amber: you’re out of milk

Raine:…

(They get the adoption papers that day)

REVERSE ADOPTION LMAO

Camila Noceda 🤝 Raine Whispers:

Random kids showing up at your home

#asks #batts #raine whispers

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drbtinglecannon · 1 year

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Taking a second to focus on my favorite background bits of this wonderful beautiful gigantic cast picture by Dresden Douglas (their Tumblr is "dresdoodles" give them some love!!! I did not tag them here so I'm not hitting them with a notification full of my stupid observations haha)

Obviously gotta go to Darius & Eber first. Look at the utter disgust upon Darius' face even touching Hooty (or maybe it's directed at Eber for being willing to bite Hooty), meanwhile Eber is bitebiteclawmaim-ing Hooty but despite the claw marks they seem to be ineffective. I wonder how much of Eber's attacking is for his own safety/curiosity vs trying to save his bestie Darius from the Ick™. They're just my favorite "opposites that are besties for life" duo I could talk about these goobers forever

Skara & Viney (& Puddles)! My girls! They're wearing their Emerald Entrails uniforms! Personally I think they're a cute ship but even platonically I love how different they are yet have become their own little duo within the flyer derby team

THE BATTS *hiss*. Katya & Derwin looking at each other & doing the pose like total cuties, meanwhile Amber is making SUCH a face haha. Did anyone else imagine food fanfic chick from s1ep1 would end up fleshed out & important enough to be part of her own little corner of a massive art piece containing most of the show's cast that's hanging in a gallery dedicated to the show?

Gilbert & Harvey Park and Perry Porter, the Dads. So Perry focusing on work still even in this moment is condemnable honestly, dude is tangled in a coil of Hooty & is like "I need to report on this". Meanwhile Harvey has big watery eyes & Gilbert has a soft smile. I love the detail that Gilbert appears to be carrying Harvey, it matches with him being a construction witch (so probably fit) & also it's a funny reflection to Willow with her looking more like Gilbert & also being the Buff™ friend

Mattholomule & his big bro Steve!! Rip Steve this isn't the first time -- or even second time -- Hooty's taken him out, and it probably won't be the last. I love getting the brothers next to each other, helps show how similar they look. Matty is fairing better than Steve but he seems to be struggling himself. That's fair, boys, Hooty is certainly unpredictable

Grandma lesbians made it, good for them

You know that Gwen&Dell are looking at how happy their daughters & grandkids all are, like you know the scene before then is a dream come true kinda soft feeling that they've wanted for their daughters for decades

I love the fond expression on Emira's face looking at Edric, vs the confusion/surprised one on Alador's face. Edric's fine tho look at him he's having fun. Odalia can't even look at her family and is just absolutely scowling, but Kikimora is right beside her so horrible trash women Odalimora canon

You KNOW that Willow fanboy is shouting "WOooOOOooo GO WILLOW" seeing her & Hunter together. I think it's extra funny Boscha is right next to him looking like she's sucked on a lemon with Kat shrugging at Amelia but neither looking surprised by Boscha's antics. (as someone who always hated bos//low it's just such funny staging imo, I know it's probably not that but it's still funny)

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sleepingdeath-light · 1 year

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poly dating hcs ; eda & raine

requested by ; anonymous (03/04/22)

fandom(s) ; the owl house

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; edalyn clawthorne & raine whispers

outline ; “More Raine/Eda poly would be nice 👀”

warning(s) ; none — i don’t think so, anyway

you and eda are raine’s primary muses and you and raine are eda’s inspiration to keep on fighting

you will all end up making music together and even if you’re not the best at what you’re playing/singing, they’ll still cheer you on

the most supportive partners you could ever ask for — you’re all each other’s cheerleaders

eda is more easily flustered than you’d think — which you and raine take advantage of, often

whenever raine has a performance scheduled, you and eda will be in the front row cheering them on with everything you’ve got

you sleep in a pile in eda’s nest and whoever sleeps where depends on who gets in first

the owl beast will lovingly tackle you and raine — it’s adorable and you miss them after eda takes fully merges with her curse

eda uses her harpy form to fluster you both and will show off every chance she gets

eda is the type of partner to dedicate something to you and raine before messing everything up completely

you’re the best three parents to king and the best bonus parents to the batts and to luz

you all exchange jewellery which means that everything gets mismatched and you lose bits all of the time

eda carries all of your favourite snacks and drinks in her hair

raine has written songs for you and eda and they’re so heartfelt that you end up in tears the first time you hear them

eda has a picture of the three of you on her desk at the university of wild magic

she also brags about you both to everyone she can — whether the other person actually comments on your relationship or not

raine carries a small picture of you and eda in their pocket when they’re out at the hospital helping to remove coven sigils

they don’t brag about you two, per say, but they’ll happily talk about your achievements if someone asks about you

you try to cook food for each other or as a group — but whenever you’re in the kitchen together it devolved into sheer chaos and you spend more time having a good fight than doing anything remotely productive

eda makes lots of hand/hook prosthetic related jokes — it’s 50/50 whether you and raine laugh and indulge her or sigh and roll your eyes/pinch the bridge of your nose

whilst eda’s hair is absolute chaos, raine has more of a set hair routine and has a good set of products they rely on — they try to help eda get her hair under control but that’s more than a lost cause (and very funny for you to watch)

your matching sleepwear involves some spare ‘bad girl coven’ shirts that eda had left over from before the day of unity

#sleepingdeath #gender neutral reader #dating hcs #toh x reader #poly toh x reader #the owl house x reader #raeda x reader #raine whispers x reader #eda clawthorne x reader #eda x reader #eda x reader x raine

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garden-0f-eden · 10 months

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FREE I • DR King Schultz

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The niece of Calvin Candie finds herself in desperate need of saving, when two men approach her uncles farm looking for fighters, she see's them as a prefect opportunity.

Warnings: Mentions of abuse and slavery, fem!reader

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You sigh as you lay hidden within the overgrown, green grass, far away from the house, the plantation, your family. Far away from every part of you that you hated.

You open your eyes and stare up at the summer sky, clouds drifting aimlessly overhead, birds singing distantly. For once, you felt at peace.

You hear slow, gentle footsteps behind you, before the gate squeaks open. "Miss Candie?" You hear Estie say softly, you sit up and look over your shoulder at her, "Your uncle wants you back at the big house, some guests are here." You nod at her, smiling half heartedly. You push yourself up off the grass, straightening out your skirt.

You stumble through the overgrown greenery and slowly head back to the plantation, following closely behind Estie.

Estie was your friend, a relationship disliked by your family, not that you cared, you would protect her from your Uncle and his workers punishments. She was a young, short girl, maybe around late teens. You enjoyed her company more then anyone elses on the plantation, youd always sneak her food and old clothing. She was your only friend.

As you approach the big house you catch the tail end of an argument between Steven and Uncle Calvin, "In the damned big house..." he mutters angrily as he heads inside. You walk up the steps and stand beside your mother.

You look up at the men before you, an older looking man with a short graying beard, wearing a matching grey suit and hat, beside him, a darker man on horseback. The other man wore a green shirt tucked into brown trousers, he wore black sunglasses and a brown cowboy hat. Both men held their reigns with black leather gloves.

"Dr Schultz," Uncle Calvin addressed, "This attractive southern belle is my widowed sister, may I present to you Lara Lee Candie-Fitzwilly." You mother does a southern bow, smiling at the doctor. Calvin then places a hand on your waist, pulling you towards him making you jump slightly. Schultz frowned. "And this beautiful, young mare, is my niece, Y/N Candie-Fitzwilly." He pulled his hand away from your waist, the doctor lifts his hat to you, his gaze lingering prehaps a little too long, he then clears his throat.

"I am Dr. King Schultz, this is my second here, Django." The man on horseback beside him tips his hat, Schultz then gestures to the two horses, "And these are our horses, Tony and Fritz." The horses bow, making you and afew other women coo and giggle.

Your mother was staring at the doctor, a blush on her face, you roll your eyes as she batts her eyelashes. "Well arent you gentlemen charming. You're not from around here are you?" She asks with a grin.

"Actually, I'm from a far off land, Dusseldorf to be excact." Ah. That explained the accent.

"Ah! This smart, beautiful lady here can speak some German herself!" You uncle exclaims proudly, squeezing your shoulder roughly, you flinch and move out of his grip discreetly. Schultz looks at you with a raised eyebrow, before looking back to Calvin.

You zone out as your mother, Uncle Calvin and Schultz engage in boring conversation. Something about fighters...

You refocus when the door squeaks open, Stephen now joining the conversation, "Actually Monsieur Candie... Theres somethin I ain't tole you yet..." Stephen says guilty.

"What?"

"Hildis in the hotbox."

You notice how Schultz and Djangos head now snap up.

"Well what's she doing In there?!"

"What 'cha think shes doin in there? Shes bein punished."

"What she do?"

"She ran away again."

You watch as Djangos hand moves towards his gun holster, resting on his thigh, he notices your gaze yet dosent move.

"Lucky for her the dogs were busy huntin some other slave, she only a little beat up, but she did that to herself runnin through all them bushes."

His hand now moves away from his pistol, and back to his reigns, you sigh, heading inside towards your room. You walk up the stairs, passing past afew women in the corridor before pushing open your door.

You run yourself a bath, laying in the hot water for what felt like hours, the warmth putting your aching muscles at ease. The scent of cherry and coconut filling the room.

You open your eyes as you hear a soft knock on the door, you sigh, moving the bubbles to cover yourself up, "Yes?" The door opens slightly, your mother pears around the corner, smiling gently at you, "You uncle wants you to get ready for dinner in an hour..." You nod, a sigh leaving your lips. She leaves, closing the door behind her.

#django #django unchained #dr king schultz #king schultz #King schultz x reader #Dr king Schultz x reader #historical fanfiction

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shuchu · 2 years

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congrats for the 100 followers<333

can i request prompt 11 (nsfw list) for mysta? tyty

-ˋˏ ⋆ be good ⋆ ˎˊ-

shuchu’s 100 follower event ♡

prompt: “be a good girl/boy for daddy/mommy.”

character: mysta rias ; dom!mysta

warnings: NSFW, minors dni ; fem!reader ; spanking ; unprotected sex ; “slut” is used

author notes: thank you for the congrats anon!! ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ i’m sorry this took me a while to get out, life has been crazy lately (・・；) i also apologise for this being fem!reader because the prompt didn’t really let me write for gn!reader (╥﹏╥) this one’s on the longer side so i hope y’all enjoy this ehe ‹𝟹 & i hope life has been treating y’all well!!! i miss talking to you guys ♡ decorative divider: @/mykaesu on twt ⋯♡ᵎ

you and mysta were out at the mall, grabbing some lunch and groceries before heading back home. the both of you woke up late today so by the time you got to the mall, you were starving.

you both ended up at a japanese restaurant for some ramen. while mysta was deciding on what ramen to have, you hugged his arm and guided his hand to your upper thigh. mysta turns to you and narrows his eyes, “what are you up to? why the sudden pda hmm?”

you giggle and batt your eyelashes at him innocently, “nothing, i just missed you baby.”

mysta looks at you for a while more before turning back to the menu, making a mental note of your actions. you were definitely up to something, he just didn’t know what.

when the waiter came around to take your orders, you asked for his recommendation and chatted with him a little before actually making your order. as mysta watched this exchange he couldn’t help but feel a little jealous, just what were you up to? at this point he was certain that you were scheming in that little head of yours.

mysta chose not to say anything about it and the both of you had a little chat while enjoying the food. after you guys finished up your ramen, you looked at mysta and said, “hey babe, look at me for a sec.”

immediately after mysta turned towards you, you leaned in and licked the corner of his lips before pulling back and licking your lips with a mischievous glint in your eyes. “there was some soup left there, i’m just helping to clean it off for you.”

yup she’s definitely up to something. mysta chuckles and gives you a peck on the cheek, “ah i see, thanks babe. let’s go get groceries now yeah?”

at the supermarket, the teasing wouldn’t stop. you were bending over more than usual to grab things from the lower shelves and you were “clumsier” than usual, dropping things on the floor and having to bend down to pick them up.

at this point it was painfully obvious that you were trying to get mysta riled up. mysta didn’t want to give in easily to your tricks but the boner straining against his pants had a different idea.

the drive home was silent, tension and lust brewing in the air. you nibbled on your bottom lip, sneaking glances at mysta ever so often. usually it would be easy to tell what mysta was thinking but this time his face was expressionless making you wonder if you had succeeded.

after the both of you got home, mysta placed the bags of groceries on the kitchen island and you started to put some of the stuff away. as you were placing some food into the cabinets, you suddenly felt mysta press up behind you and both his hands planted on the counter on either side of you, cornering you in.

you smirk, got him.

“hi baby, you gonna help me put some of these away?” you ask innocently.

mysta leans down and whispers in your ear, “you think i wasn’t gonna figure out your little plan? trying to get me jealous and teasing me out in public like that, you’re such a slut.” his voice dipped down an octave as his spoke.

your tongue darts out to daub your bottom lip, “i- i don’t know what you’re talking about. i did no such thing.” you said, trying to keep up the act.

smack.

your eyes widened and a soft moan escaped your lips.

“such a naughty girl. look at you, already dripping for me and i’ve just barely touched you.” mysta purrs into your ear, his hand travelling down to slide a finger against your slit.

you groan and start grinding yourself on mysta to gain more friction, the slick between your thighs increasing by the minute from the dirty talk.

“tch.” mysta tuts and his hand lands on your ass again with a loud smack making you whimper softly. “be a good girl for daddy and stay still.”

you bite your lower lip and groan, bending over the counter more. mysta starts kissing up your back while his hands knead your ass, “i’m going to spank you 10 times and you have to count them out loud or else, we’ll start from 1 again. you understand?”

“mhm.” you nod.

mysta, unhappy with your response, moves a hand to grab your chin turning you to face him, “use your words.”

“y-yes, i understand.” you swallow thickly, the aching need between your thighs growing stronger.

mysta’s hand lands roughly on the right cheek making you gasp and jolt at the hot shocks of pain radiating from the slap. “ah-! one!”

the second slap lands on the one on the left and you moan, your knuckles turning white from how hard your hands were gripping the edge of the counter. “t-two!”

you were trying your best to keep track of the fast and hard spanks, mysta was giving you close to no time in between each one. your brain was all fuzzy from the hot stinging pain.

mysta massages your soft flesh, leaning down to coo in your ear, “such a good girl. looks like you enjoyed that punishment huh?”

he chuckles before moving back. then, you feel something prodding at your sopping hole. “since you wanna act like a slut, i’ll fuck you like one.” mysta growls lowly.

before you could even utter a reply, mysta slammed his entire length deep into you, making you cry out his name. you stretched your arms upwards so that the upper half of your body could lie flat on the counter as mysta thrusts into you mercilessly.

“you were that desperate for me to fuck you huh? had to act up in public like that. maybe next time i’ll just take you in public, let everyone know how much of a slut you are.” mysta whispers into your ear as he slams into you.

your eyes were screwed shut and your tongue lolled out from mysta hitting that sweet spot again and again. you were getting closer and closer to your climax, the knot in your abdomen getting tighter and tighter.

“mysta- baby- i-i’m gonna cum!” you mewl.

“yeah? cum for me baby.” mysta says, his hot breath fanning against the shell of your ear. he then reaches down to rub your clit, making you cry out as you come undone on his dick.

“oh fuck-“ mysta moaned as your walls clenched down on him, making him fill you with his seed. you pant heavily trying to catch your breath and mysta wraps his arms around you holding you close, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head.

#mysta rias #mysta rias x reader #luxiem #luxiem x reader #mysta rias smut #nijisanji en #shuchu 100 event ♡

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starstoldmeso · 1 month

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Jet and Ghoul made a promise to each other. A promise that wherever one went, the other would follow.

it's been a hot minute so here's a little WIP from me...Jet is about 11 here and Ghoul is around 8

Still, silent nights were a luxury in the desert. A night when you didn’t have to hide from the spotlight of BL/Ind’s headlights, and the wind calmed down enough that you could bear to take off your gear. The haze of dust cleared so the twinkle of starlight could rain down onto your crew’s faces. It was something to cherish. A blessing that only came to Killjoys so often.

Jet lay flat on the roof of their car with their denim jacket tied around their waist and their arms over their head as they played with their own hair. Looking up at the stars, they felt a sense of peace for the first time since they left on this mission. Jet had seen more of the desert in the past month than they had in their whole life, and yet they’d never been able to stop and appreciate the beauty of it until this night fell on them.

They were tracking down BL/Ind shipments. Doc was in search of a very special battery for a very special—and very secret—project. Everyone in Zone 2 asked what the hell Doc was thinking sending a young kid like Jet out on their own for two months. But they weren’t alone.

The little kid that lay there next to Jet was their protection, and Jet was his. Fun Ghoul was the zonerunner that Jet met on a solo run to a Batt City dumpster looking for food. When they met, Ghoul’s skin was caked in dirt and he was walking on a nasty fracture in his left leg. After some fighting, they called a truce and Jet took Ghoul back to Dr. D to get some help. Doc asked Ghoul where his Mama went, and Ghoul only shrugged. She disappeared months ago, he said. And that’s when Jet realised he was just like them; an orphan.

“What happens when ya get ghosted?” Ghoul blurted out, pulling Jet out of their thoughts.

“The Witch takes ya,” Jet answered easily. “S’long as ya crew remembers ta get ya mask t’ the mailbox.”

Ghoul’s mouth screwed to one side, unsatisfied with the answer he got. “Where does she take ya?”

Jet shrugged. “Wherever ya want,” they felt Ghoul’s hand reach over and grab at the straps of their gun holster. He liked to keep his hands busy, and he liked to know that Jet was always there by feeling it for himself.

“Huh,” Ghoul squirmed awkwardly on the car roof. “Where do ya wanna go, Jetty?”

Jet sighed softly. They’ve done a lot of thinking about where they’d like to go over the years. Jet untangled Ghoul’s hands from their holster and pointed their joined hands to the clear sky above their heads. “There,” they said softly.

“The stars?” Ghoul asked with a quiet giggle.

“Uh-huh,” Jet nodded.

“Cool,” Ghoul squirmed again as Jet dropped their hands but didn’t let go. “Well, if that’s where ya wanna go, that’s where I wanna go, too.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Why’s that?”

“I dunno,” Ghoul sat up and looked around. Jet tightened their grip on his hand in case he fell off the car. “Where else do I go? Doc always sayin’ I gotta stick close to Jetty.”

“Yeah, but that’s while we alive,” Jet tore their eyes away from the pretty stars to look at the younger Killjoy. “When ya gone, the Witch can take ya anywhere ya want.”

“Yep,” Ghoul picked up Jet’s hand and started twisting the rings around their fingers. “An’ She gonna be takin’ me straight ta you, Jetty.”

Jet’s eyes softened as they watched Ghoul mess around with their jewellery, curling their hand into a fist and inspecting the chipping nail polish. His greasy ink-black hair was now long enough to cover his eyes; Ghoul wanted to grow it out even more. The length was barely at his ears when he met Jet. It hadn’t even been a year yet, but the kid who was two seconds away from biting Jet’s finger out of curiosity was a little brother to them, as far as Jet was concerned.

“Aight, dude,” Jet tugged on Ghoul’s hand and made him lay down again. “We s’posed ta blend in, so keep ya head down,” they couldn’t get Ghoul to let go, so instead Jet just pulled Ghoul into them so he’d rest his head on their chest. “An’ no more talkin’.”

Ghoul giggled and rolled over, smushing his face into Jet’s shoulder. “Okay, Jetty,” he latched onto them with ease. “G’night.”

Jet held Ghoul’s head with their free hand and went back to watching the stars until they felt the vibration of Ghoul’s soft snores. The stars that Jet and Ghoul would one day go to together.

#danger days #killjoys #ttlotfk #the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #jet star #fun ghoul #killjoys fanfic #danger days fanfic #wip

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msfantasy · 1 year

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Fine Line Between Love and Hate

Summary: Sebastian and y/n have a love hate relationship

Sebastian Sallows had the unfortunate luck of having to sit next to non-other than Y/n L/n herself in every class.

Everything about her was intensely annoying.

The way her perfume invaded his nostrils, the way she giggles and flips her hair whenever some guy gives her a sappy compliment. The way she always touches his arm and especially when everyone always carries on like she's a damn goddess gracing her presences amongst the simple folk.

Everything is always about Y/n.

Newest hairstyle? Y/n wore it last Friday, so now it's the trend at Hogwarts.

Y/n batts her lashes away and gets out of any detention set to her.

If Y/n is cold, she just has to shiver and the next minute some bloke is throwing his cloak in the pile just at the chance that Y/n will touch and wear his clothes.

Most of the time people are walking up to him just to ask questions about Y/n. What's Y/n favourite colour? What's her favourite food? Has Y/n ever mentioned me? Do you think you can put a good word in for me?

One time Leander Prewett had a gift basket dropped to Sebastians room with a note on begging for him to just mention his name in passing to Y/n.

I mean seriously? What drugs are these freaks taking?

Why in Merlin's beard are you mentioned at every waking moment of everyday? Can he not get a day where you weren't part of the conversation.

"Seb - did you hear what I said?" She asks, waving her hand in front of his face.

"I told you to stop calling me that. My name is Sebastian." He vexed, looking back at his charm notes. She giggled at his small outburst.

"I was asking if you were doing anything special this valentines day?" She leans her head over Sebastian's notes, blocking his view. A deep breath is heaving from Sebastians nose.

"Do you have a concept of personal boundaries? Or do you just enjoy running my day." He turns his back to the intrusive girl proceeding to read his notes. "I'm not doing anything for Valentines day - it's just a dumb little holiday with expensive chocolate and love sick morons moping and sighing about the place." Another soft laugh escapes his annoying companions lips.

"So you're not expecting a valentine?" She questions, leaning her head to the side. Sebastian groans once again in irritation.

"Don't you have anything better to do with your day then bother me? Go away and leave me to my studies." The girl pouts, jutting out her bottom lip and flashing her annoying twinkling eyes. The girl silently packs her belonging and departs the library table. Only in that moment Sebastian had noticed the irritated looks being thrown his way.

A younger Gryffindor girl hollers. "You didn't need to be so rude to Y/n, she was being nice." She defends. Great, now Y/n's fan club is harassing him.

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Valentines day has arrived and it started classically with tears and humiliation. Ethel from Ravenclaw sprints down the dungeon hallway in moaning sobs as Margaret Hall laugh's wickedly, ripping her valentines card address to Lester Blustrode.

Blustrode himself leans against the wall laughing at the menacing act playing out before him.

Holidays like this are just awfully awkward.

Sebastian walks into the dining hall, looking forward to the holiday feast that awaits him. His mood sours looking over Y/n seeing a stack of love letters, boxes of chocolates, and flowers a plenty. That girl seriously has too much power over people its ridiculous.

Do people not see the gifts that she receives? Surely it discourages others from pursing her knowing how popular she is? It's a waste of galleons, it's not like she would eat everything.

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Y/n sits next to him heaving a heavy sigh.

"Good morning Sebastian." she utters with little enthusiasm. He almost does a double take, to check if the girl sitting next to him was really Y/n herself.

"This is the first day in history - that you haven't assaulted me with your excessively positive greeting." She laughs her classic booming laugh that fills the room.

"Yes well, I'm not much of a fan." Sebastian looks towards his annoying classmate in astonishment, how can the words most pursued woman, dislike Valentines day? Now that he thinks of it, he has never heard her express any negativity.

"Oh? Why is that? Too many presents you wouldn't know where to put them?" The girl nods in agreement, Sebastian just about rolled his eyes out of his head. Of course he was only joking, but her agreement was classically irritating.

"Yes well, a lot of people tend to put love charms on their gifts. It takes an awfully long time to counter them all. My hand is always tired from writing thank you notes." Sebastian might permanently colour his eyes white at the amount of rolling them. Of course this girl would complain about a sore hand, receives so many love letter her hand aches.

She places a small pouch before him with a small note attached to it.

"I know you said you don't like Valentines, but I really wanted to gift you something small." He murmurs a thanks opening the pouch and seeing a small bag of baked goods.

"Cheers for the treats, who else got them?" Sebastian asked as Y/n's smile drops from her face.

"No one Seb- I only made a gift for you." She whispers softly. His heart jumps in slight surprise. He opens the small hand written note and reads

Dear Sebastian,

In vain I have struggled. It will not do. My feelings will no longer be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.

When I am with you I am the happiest creature in the world. Perhaps other people have said so before, but not one with such justice.

You have bewitched me, body and soul. My heart is, and always will be, yours.

Yours Forever,

Stillness forms around Sebastian, this was by far the sweetest and most heartfelt note he had ever received. He looks up to the annoying girl who sits patiently waiting for him, she looks neither desperate nor expectant.

"If you wouldn't mind my honesty Seb- I'm well aware of your adversity to me. I only ask that you do not respond cruelly. I do not have the strength to overcome the torture of mocking." Sebastian gently folds his love letter and placing it carefully in his coat pocket.

"Do you think so lowly of me." The girl shakes her head softly with a small smile adorning her beautiful features.

"No - but I have seen how love can turn people ugly." He turns him self to her, grabbing her seat and forcing her to look pointedly at him.

"Did you want to date me?" He asked, the girl lefts a soft scoffing laugh leave her throat.

"Did you read my note? I meant what I said." She answered, placing a gentle hand on his upper arm.

"So if I were to agree to a date-"

"I'd announce it to the whole world." She says enthusiasm rising in her voice, Sebastian forcing her back to her seat.

"Thank you Princess, I appreciate your eagerness on the subject however, I wish not not be the target of your fan group." A shy blush creeps along her cheeks. A sheepish grin growing. "Tomorrow, let's go to Hogmeade and see where this courtship goes."

#sebastian sallow x mc #sebastian sallow x reader #sebastian sallow x you #sebastian sallow x y/n #hogwarts legacy imagine

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herrscherofsentence · 1 year

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Raine Whispers and male/adopted son reader

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Summary; You were just a regular bard whose magic came at a young age. Your parents ended up passing away while you were attending Hexside, but since you were on your own you couldn’t keep up your studies at the Bard Cash Course. You’d come late everyday and get terrible grades, constantly fall asleep in classes. So You were forced to drop out as you needed to fund yourself but that was until Raine found you.

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Author’s Note ; The pronouns that have been used for Reader is you/your and he/him ! as usual instead of y/n being used it was [Name] :p This is just a little platonic Raine comfort bc I love them, enjoy ! <3

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It was so overwhelming for you, having to fend for yourself after your parents unfortunately passed away. You were doing so well at Hexside but couldn’t keep up your studies anymore so you had to tell Principal Bump that you had to drop out, now all you had to do was to do street music so you can keep a roof over your head. It was until you started getting in trouble for playing street music and as you got slightly older, you needed to join a coven. You didn’t feel as if you deserved to join a coven since you weren’t very powerful, but even though you needed to join one, you ended up not joining one since the money to keep your parents home was still needed. So for a long time to get money, you were on the run, doing illegal performances..since you didn’t have a permit.

At least [Name] isn’t as wanted as the so-called ‘Owl Lady!’ yet..All he wanted to do was peacefully play songs. [Name] tried his best not to release the magic of the bard but sometimes he just couldn’t keep it in and stuff and people started to move! It was only a matter of time before you were kicked out of your parent’s home. So here he was, a hungry child with no hope left for the world, he barely knew his family there was barely any time before his parents passed on. [Name] hurried through Bonesborough as he was being chased down by some guards. Currently [Name] isn’t as strong anymore from being scarce on his food supply. However, he'll makedo lost time, trying to pickpocket and steal..! Finally [Name] lost the guards eventually.., before he started to hear a peaceful tune coming from the city and some witches without covens were running free from the guards trying to force the witches into the covens. He got out his violin to help with the distraction but by the time he finally got out of hiding the guards were already gone. The person [Name] stared directly at him, fear overcame him once more so he was prepared to fight before [Name] knew it, he was being dragged away but it wasn’t by a guard it was by the person he was about to fight.

The two finally stopped [Name], scared, started kicking to get away but hear, “Hey Calm down..,you're safe here.” the voice said. The Voice was calming, had its own shade of nervousness, it somehow calmed [Name] nerves down. He stopped kicking and was put down, “Mind telling me your name? And where is your place of residence?” the person said, are they trying to sound professional? Should [Name] say he’s still living with someone or at least somewhere..? no it would be too obvious he isn’t living anywhere, might as well tell the truth.. “It’s..[Name], and,..I don’t live anywhere right now.” You sighed, admitting the truth no all of a sudden, you looked sad. “Hey it’s okay,” they said while looking at you. “The name’s Raine Whispers.” They introduced themselves as their calming-sounding voice was soothing to you, “You can stay with me for awhile, if you would like.” Raine offered before all the emotions just broke free from [Name] as he hugged them. “I’d assume that's a..yes?” They joked but still sounded slightly nervous.

You grew closer to Raine overtime, actually having a home to go and come to. You also had more friends or just friends to hang out with when Raine had to do their coven duties as head witch. BATT was honestly fun to hand around but times could come when the members of it would get on [Name]’s nerves. Raine felt honestly the same around the little bard they took in, “Hey, Little Songbird..” they addressed you with a nickname before handing over adoption papers, “Wanna make it official?” They asked [Name]. He nodded his head with a quick “yes ! :)” a smile launched on his face. “Then I guess I’m your parent now, ‘both king and queen,’ you know..’best of both worlds.’” Raine said, patting [Name]’s head, while he knew full well that Raine was quoting someone.

“C’mon ‘Little Songbird’ what do you want to do?” They teased [Name] with the nickname again.

#platonic #raine whispers #x male reader #reader insert #comfort #comfort character #raine x reader #raine whispers x reader #the owl house #the owl house x reader #bard reader #bards #adopted #adopted reader #x son reader #platonic with a capital p #more platonic #owl house #owl house x reader

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modestbones · 3 months

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THE RIDE TO HOGWARTS

Feedback is appreciated , and requests are open 💞 —my interpretation of how Y/N become friends with the ‘Pranksters’. (btw Amanita is an OC Of mine, I’ll introduce her later.)

GEORGE X READER (Y/N POV)

After tearfully hugging my mum and dad goodbye, knowing I wouldn’t see them for at least a couple of months, I stepped onto the train. Instantly I was able to pick up on the strong scent of dust, and something that reminded me of my grandmother. I tightened my grip on my suitcase, and braved the walkway. I searched desperately for a space to sit, and noticed immediately almost all of the seats were taken by people who seemed to already know each other.

Thankfully, a girl with long black braids, and dark skin waved her hand at me, beckoning me to come. Once I came to her, she smiled widely, showing me her pearly white teeth. “Hey! I couldn’t help but notice you look a bit lost. A first year, yeah?” She said, having to raise her voice to make sure I could hear her. She didn’t give me enough time to respond, and quickly piped up. “I’m Angelina, you can call me angel,” she quips, her voice friendly. Before she can continue I hear someone call out behind her, “She’s anything but that!”

Giggles ensued, and a knot tied in my stomach. “Sorry about them, you’ll get used to it.” She grabs my arm, not too harshly, but quick enough to make my eyes widen. She pulls me into the cart, and I’m able to get a good look at those inside.

Two identical looking boys, with carrot coloured hair and matching smirks. A boy, who looked my age, with black dreads, who seemed to be engaging in an argument with the girl across from him, who wore her long black braids in a ponytail. Their arguing didn’t seem too fierce, as occasionally the boy would pause and smile. I faced the girl who took me in, Angelina. Angel. Seems like her attitude mirrored her name.

I look at them all, still speechless a little. “Guys, this is.. sorry, what’s your name love?” I batt my lashes. “Uh, Y/N. nice to meet you all..” I say, my voice drifting off a bit, as I stared outside, avoiding their piercing stares.

None of them spoke, until the other girl with braids spoke. “It’s nice to meet you Y/N, I’m Amanita.” She stuck her hand out and shook mine. “That’s lee,” she continues, pointing at the boy she was arguing with, “and that’s Fred and George. Don’t ask me to tell you which is which.” She grins at her last words, and the boys smiles increase. “Wow Amanita, I can’t believe you don’t know our names.” One says. The other speaks quickly after, “it’s insulting.”

She rolls her eyes, and pats the spot next to her. I move quickly. After talking with Amanita, I realize she’s a first year herself, and so is Lee. They seem to have apparently just met, though already are close. George, Fred and Angelina are just 13, one year older than me, and already seen so grown. I wouldn’t say mature, as Fred and George are anything but that. They crack jokes whenever they can, and tell me all about their mischievous plans to start their ‘usual routine’ up again. I notice how Fred’s eyes trail off to Angelina everytime he tells a joke, looking for her smile. Angelina seems obvious, or at least tries to be.

Amanita sketches Lee, as he poses himself to look outside. Lee protests occasionally, but every once in a while, she rewards him by giving him food, or buying him something from the trolley.

And me? My muggle book— Narnia, sits politely in my lap, as my fingers skim the papers. Eventually, I hear a voice that calls my name out. George.

“So, where ya from?” He asks, tilting his head slightly. A smile sits politely on his lips, and it’s unlike the mischievous ones he wore earlier. I return his smile, and say, “London, you?”

I’ve always been used to the loud buzzing life that London offered for me. A twinkle seems to appear in his eyes. “Really? I’ve always wanted to live in the city. I live in the countryside. Incredibly tame compared to you.” He mutters, brushing his hair with his fingers, which seemed to be starting to grow out.

“I think the countryside seems nice. Calm. Cool even.” I say, imagining myself in the countryside. I can imagine myself wearing long flowery dresses.

“Well, maybe you should switch lives with me then, eh?” He quips. I smile. “You think I could pass for a Ginger?”

He laughs. His laugh makes me laugh, and soon enough everyone in the cart is looking at us, stopping their own conversations. Fred nudges George, and says, “I didn’t know first years could make you laugh this hard?” He teases.

Amanita- who requested I call her Amani, is grinning widely. Lee laughs, and for once, Amani doesn’t ream him out for moving, but joins him. Angelina looks at me and smiles widely. She whispers in my ear, “you have no idea what you just signed up for.” She grins, and I start to laugh. I’m glad she called me over.

We laughed all the way to hogwarts.

#Y/N #george weasley #Hogwarts #Harry Potter #New writer #new writers on tumblr #boost #Lee jordan #Harry potter OC #x reader #reader insert #angelina Johnson

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