#bonding masterlist

[themculibrary]

Bonding Masterlist

5 Times MJ Made a Friend (+1 Time She Wanted More) (ao3) - juurensha mj/peter G, 3k

Summary: It’s hard moving to a new school, but maybe hanging out with a bunch of nerds is exactly what MJ needs. Also, she tells Spiderman to call her MJ because really, who does Peter think he’s kidding?

A Special Bond (ao3) - Capsicle2013 G, 2k

Summary: When Tony needs to leave for a few days on a business trip, Steve watches Peter and promises they’re going to have a lot of fun. What he doesn’t expect is creating a special bond with the little boy and officially being welcomed into the little family he’s come to love.

Circus Tragic (ao3) - xWitchAlchemistx T, 188k

Summary:

Thor's 'overpowered' fight with the Hulk on Sakaar leads the Grandmaster to regress Thor back to being a child.  Loki decides he has to rescue his brother, the child Thor thinks he needs to rescue Loki, and Thor's best chance of a cure is in Asgard.  Where Hela has taken over and Loki has no desire to be, so he decides to detour in Alfheim. Valkyrie and Bruce think Loki has bad intentions and that Thor needs to be rescued from Loki.

Incidentally, Loki's heart is increasingly a giant soft spot for his doting little!big brother.

Sakaar-Alfheim-Asgard.

Fireside Chat (ao3) - Rosie2009 T, 2k

Summary: Kate successfully drags Yelena into something that she never expected. However, to her surprise, Kate flourishes in the situation and Yelena is left strangely proud of the kid.

Go Now (ao3) - Sunflower78 G, 1k

Summary:

”I am sorry,” Groot said.

But he had long since learned that all they heard was: “I am Groot.”

The prisoner cursed and spat before turning back around in his hard metal bed. Groot stopped his scratching. He couldn’t blame him; Groot knew they couldn’t understand. That was a part of his life he did not enjoy. The loneliness.

-

Groot meets Rocket.

Honey, Honey, Nearly Killed Me (ao3) - StarksKiddo G, 3k

Summary: Peter never suspected that helping out with Tony’s beehives posed any risk of danger to him. It was just a fun way for the two to spend time together. But while helping to harvest honey from the hives, he discovers that he should probably refrain from any bee related activities in the future.

It's Only My Everything (ao3) - STARSdidathing loki/tony T, 31k

Summary: In order to save Anthony Stark's life, Loki performs a powerful spell. Although the mortal consents and is willing to suffer the consequences of whatever it entails, Loki knows it will be a burden difficult to bear. Because, the only way to save the life of his friend and the mortal he loves, Loki had to bind their lives together.

live, laugh, loki (ao3) - dante_baby G, 5k

Summary: Thor took Loki for some shopping and while they were lying on one of the display beds, they had a very heartwarming conversation.

questions for the universe (ao3) - qui_nn T, 3k

Summary: So, when Mr Stark asks him if he wants to take an eight-hour road trip to his lake house, what is Peter supposed to say? No?

Turns out road trips are much harder than he remembered.

or, peter and tony go on a road trip. an eight-hour-long road trip. in the middle of nowhere.

or or, tony drives, and peter is totally not trying to bond with him. definitely not.

ready or not (ao3) - blondsak pepper/tony G, 3k

Summary: Tony turns back to the group, looking at Morgan. “Okay kiddo, you’re in charge here. Who’s the seeker?”

“I want you to be the seeker, Daddy!” Morgan says, pointing at him.

Tony stifles a groan. “Are you sure, honey? What about Auntie Nat, or Uncle Thor, or--”

“No! It has to be you.”

Tony sighs, resigned to his fate.

--

AKA The entire team plays a giant game of Hide & Seek, with Tony as the unfortunate seeker.

Sleep and Dream of Me (ao3) - airas_story tony/stephen G, 9k

Summary: Once was an incident, twice was a coincidence. Three times was probably a pattern, but in Wong’s defense, he hadn’t been looking for a pattern. Four times… four times was a pretty solid indicator that Wong needed to start paying attention.

5 times Tony helped Stephen sleep, +1 time that Tony helped Stephen wake up.

Swimming (ao3) - von_gikkingen G, 1k

Summary: “Look,” she starts before he can continue with what no doubt would have been quite the self-congratulatory monologue, “we established Mantis can manage a decent metaphor some weeks back now. Can we maybe just say what we actually mean? You suck at being single – and now you’re marginally better at it. Good for you. If I wasn’t star systems away I’d give you a pat on the head.”

The terran rolls his eyes at that. “Are you just mad because you finally have some competition? Because that is adorable. There’s no one in the galaxy that can come close to your impressive record for being… You know, I don’t think single even is the right word in your case.”

“You sound just like Mantis.”

“So she did have a talk with you before she left,” he says. In a very I knew it tone that succeeds in reminding Nebula why she used to find him so puncheable back in the day… “Knew I couldn’t have been the only one.”

The Candy Hunt (ao3) - endlesstwanted bucky/sarah G, 1k

Summary: Sarah and Bucky come back from a Halloween party in Delacroix to find AJ and Cass still awake from trick-or-treating with friends.

there's a starman (waiting in the sky) (ao3) - djinnandtonic G, 2k

Summary: She didn’t think she could come back before she managed to end all of it, but having the others on board with her made everything felt so.. lively. Unlike anything she has experienced.

—

or, in which carol realizes she’s not alone

Unofficial SI Lemonade Business (ao3) - happyaspie pepper/tony G, 4k

Summary:

Morgan's teacher read a book about a boy running a lemonade stand. Morgan is sure she can do it better. After all, she's a Stark! She knows all about, analyzing, marketing, profits and how to propose a good business deal.

“Does this mean we have a deal Mr. Parker?” Morgan asked, emulating her father’s cadence as she spoke. Her hands were on her hips, and her head was dipped down as she looked him over with scrutiny. 

Rather than answer, Peter held out his hand for Morgan to shake. Apparently that wasn’t enough. He had to sign a binding contract as well. The second he scrawled his name at the bottom of the crayon inscribed document, Morgan snatched it up and laughed maniacally.

“You need to start working on product development! I’ll work on marketing materials!”

Vents (ao3) - StepOnMeYosano clint/tony G, 1k

Summary: Hissing under her breath as she felt the vent panels rattle beneath her, Wanda wondered why on earth she had listened to Clint today of all days.

aka

Family bonding :)

While They Were Gone (ao3) - Jadeys_World N/R, 36k

Summary: A glimpse into the lives of the Avengers during The Blip Years

Wing and a Prayer (ao3) - Sholio T, 32k

Summary: Bucky and Sam fall out of a HYDRA plane into the Canadian wilderness. Nothing like a hundred-mile walk to civilization while severely injured and being hunted by HYDRA, right?

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[5sosfanfictioncatalogue]

Bonding Masterlist

ALL OVER ME (ao3) - flingsy michael/luke, michael/calum M, 3k

Summary: "I wanna breathe you in like you're vapor.."

Or the one where everything is fine until Michael was reminded of what he’s biological orientation is.

Best Friends (ao3) - no_clue_who luke/ashton, michael/calum/crystal, sierra/luke/ashton E, 26k

Summary: When Luke uploaded a cover in his bedroom he didn't expect for it to go anywhere past the confines of his family and a few friends he had, he sure as hell didn't expect it to help him make a band. Now this band has to figure out how to be a pack while also becoming stars.

Also known as the guys going from friends to a pack to a family.

Bittersweet Relief (ao3) - koogolplex N/R, 6k

Summary: Looking back on the weeks events, Luke found himself feeling bittersweet. The bitter, he knew came from a life long let down, but the sweet was right up there with his life long lover.

Or, Luke and Ashton have heat sex; in which Luke goes into an unexpected heat, but Ashton fucks him right through it.

Cuddles? (ao3) - nine_rainbows michael/luke M, 586

Summary: A day when Muke staying in the house together.

Faulty Figures (ao3) - dwarvenchords luke/ashton, michael/calum M, 27k (WIP)

Summary: "I’m very glad you’re here. I think that this can be a wonderful experience for models and artists alike. Maybe seeing yourself in a static presentation can give you a different perspective on yourself.” Lynn gestures to his body while she speaks, “Seeing your outside on parchment or canvas can help you see the inside of yourself as well. Seeing how another person comprehends you.”

Ashton is an artist struggling with drawing people, and a blind pairing on a Figure Drawing seminar creates a connection between two strangers.

Give & Take (ao3) - Anonymous calum/ashton, calum/oc M, 13k

Summary: Calum was unsure about a lot of things in his life. School, friendships, the like. What he didn't need, on top of all of that, was the new stresses that came with pack life, something that he had been thrown into with no warning.

And, for the cherry on top, his new alpha hated him with every fiber in his being. And Calum hadn't even done anything to the guy.

So, one could say, things were just peachy for Calum Hood.

he's got blue eyes deep like the sea (ao3) - orphan_account luke/ashton M, 5k

Summary: He groans, a sickening pain shooting through him. He can feel something wet beginning to trail down his leg, and in his hazy mind, he just barely manages to put together that it's slick, and he's just presented.

Fuck, he's an omega.

(or, the one where luke goes into his first heat at a party, and it all goes downhill from there.)

I'm Gonna Miss You If You Leave (ao3) - nine_rainbows luke/ashton E, 5k

Summary: When the band shares room was offered them two rooms with king size bed. Calum and Michael were not really okay and just accepted it. But for Ashton and Luke, this is a good thing come into their life.

late spring night (ao3) - Calumthoodshands (tndart) G, 912

Summary: “I haven’t shown Mike and Ash though, so… maybe keep it on the down low?” Calum says, and just like that, all those worries, every nagging thought — gone. “Yeah,” Luke says with a beating heart, “Of course. I won’t say a word.”

Only Calum and Luke are left after the party, but Luke doesn't mind. In fact, it turns out to be one of those nights he will keep close to his heart for probably all of time.

let me give you what you need (ao3) - orphan_account luke/ashton, michael/calum E, 2k

Summary: The worst way to find out you're an omega is to be sitting at a drum kit on a stage in front of thousands of people and your bandmates, two of which are alphas, and suddenly feel your hole drench with slick as heat spreads through your entire body.

Ashton should know. It just happened to him.

Lily (ao3) - im_just_a_sucker_for_bromance michael/luke E, 49k

Summary: Luke and Michael, they used to be boyfriends, lovers and each other’s world. Michael did not know whether those things really existed but he used to think Luke was his soulmate and that they completed each other; that was until Luke left without saying anything. After many years, Luke had decided to come back home but he did not come alone; he brought along a cute little girl, named Lily. When he suddenly came across Michael, the feelings that he had forgotten started to come back. Will he be able to ignore them? Or let his heart decide for him? Although many years passed, Michael had never really been able to be with anyone else because his heart has always beat for Luke. Meeting Luke again was like a second chance to save what had been lost; he wanted to get close to Luke. Will Luke allow him into his world again? Or was it just him and Lily?

Loose Lips Have Sunk This Ship (ao3) - antisocialhood michael/luke, calum/ashton E, 29k (WIP)

Summary: It was funny how Luke found himself striving to impress Michael, doing anything to gain the older boys attention. It was pitiful and made his cheeks heat up, but shit, he just couldn't help himself.

~~~

Or the one where Luke's on Senior Week and Michael's doing everything Luke was told not to do, and somehow he finds himself tangled up with a boy that doesn't want commitment, just sex.

Why So Hard To Say I Love You (ao3) - nine_rainbows luke/calum T, 576

Summary: When Calum doesn't have an urge to confess to Luke and Michael pushing him to do it.

wouldn't change a thing - @sup3rbloom (haveufoundwhaturlookingfor) luke/ashton, michael/calum T, 5k

Summary: Luke feels guilty about Ashton being stressed all the time, and makes a decision that causes a rift between him and everyone else, but ultimately Luke gets the happy ending he deserves.

#5sosfanfictioncatalogue #5sos fanfic #masterlists #bonding #bonding masterlist

[nocasdatsgay]

Poly Week Masterlist

Happy Poly Week! @polyacotarweek Links will be added to the fic posts as the days pass. Please heed the content warnings on the fic post. All fics can be read as a stand alone.

You are responsible for what content you consume.

I made a key to give an idea of what to expect:

❤️‍🔥- smut

✨-fluff

🥀- slight emotional/mental angst (all stories have happy endings)

Day One Beginnings: And Then There Were Three

A Neapolitan Bonds Fic: You are invited to the Autumn celebrations as an emissary of Dawn. The High Lord’s mate invites you to meet him after the party is over. Alternatively: The night the mating bond snapped. Pairing: Azriel/Eris/Reader ❤️‍🔥

Day Two Comfort: Even High Lords Need a Break

A Neapolitan Bonds Fic: Eris is over working himself. You and Azriel decide to make him take the hounds for a walk. Pairing: Azriel/Eris/Reader ✨🥀

Day Three Secrets: Spring Time Affairs

Flora (OC) likes to rile her husband up, especially if it means she gets to play with Elain in the process. Pairing: Tamlin/OC/Lucien/Elain ❤️‍🔥

Day Four Adventure: Sharing is Caring

A Neapolitan Bonds Fic: Azriel has a surprise for you after the ball at Hewn City. The surprise is Rhysand and Feyre. Pairings: Azriel/Eris/Reader, Feysand, Reader/Feyre, Azriel/Rhysand ❤️‍🔥

Day Five Favorite Tropes: The Siren’s Song

Nesta Cassian and Azriel go to the middle to investigate an illegal trade route that is involved in some assaults in the Court of Nightmares. But instead of a headquarters they stumble upon the very field that’s being harvested. CW for Sex Pollen Pairing: Cassian/Azriel/Nesta ❤️‍🔥🥀

Day Six Celebration: The Rite of Spring

A Spring Time Affairs fic. A Calanmai fic. Tamlin and Flora complete the rite, going to find their loves once it is done and the next day help with cleaning up the festivities. Pairing: Tamlin/OC/Lucien/Elain ❤️‍🔥

Day Seven Free Day: Baby of Mine

A Spring Time Affairs Fic: After Calanmai and forgetting to take the tea, Flora is pregnant. The problem is, she doesn’t know if Tamlin or Lucien is the father. CW Pregnancy Pairing: Tamlin/OC/ Elain/Lucien✨🥀

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[1000punks]

bonding. //masterlist

pairing: spawn!Astarion x named!Tav (non-binary oc) - established relationship

status: in progress

summary: Festé, an unassuming tiefling ranger, has convinced Astarion to not go through with the Rite of Profane Ascension. He continues life as a vampire spawn and begins to face all of the challenges it offers. The two begin a relationship with one another; and explore mutual healing through shared kinks, domesticity, and a new quest.

Together, the two are slowly figuring out what it means to want to live.

warnings: 18+, nsft, mdni. many chapters contain frank discussions/depictions of S/A (canon-typical), manipulation, kink, trauma, and healing. warnings are marked on each individual chapter. ♡

read on AO3 here!

//the playlist.

//nesting.

//hunting.

//dating.

//doting.

//bedding.

//meeting.

//sparring.

//reversing.

//taking.

//studying.

//melting. bonus: //living.

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[pascaloverx]

Invisible Bonds: The Power of Destiny

Author's Note: This fanfic contains possible strong language and explores themes of unconventional love. The relationship between the protagonists will be handled with sensitivity, without explicit scenes. If there are explicit scenes, readers will be warned. This fanfic focuses on the reader's relationship with Jungkook and Taehyung, separately.

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Chapter Thirteen

You feel like your eyes weigh a ton; it's hard to open them. However, the curiosity to know where those noises you're hearing come from is too great. They sound like people whispering, but you don't recognize any voices.But eventually, you finally open your eyes, coming face to face with a man. A handsome man, with a bewildered look and disheveled, bleached hair. He looks familiar, as if you've seen him before.

"Damn, you finally woke up. I can't... believe it. You have no idea how much you scared us." The man who was sitting in a clearly uncomfortable chair gets up and comes toward you. He must care a lot about you. That's all your mind says, even though everything seems like a blur now. He hugs you tightly, as if he doesn't want to let you go.

"Do you usually hug strangers in hospital rooms as if they were stuffed animals, or is that just exclusively my privilege?" You ask, pulling away from the stranger. He seems confused by your words, a confused sadness in his expression.

"But you're not a stranger. You're the woman of my..." He's interrupted by the entrance of a woman, a mature woman; around fifty years old, who has just entered your hospital room. She drops two bags of food on the floor as she rushes to your hospital bed in tears. Is she very close to you?

"My daughter, I can't believe you finally woke up. I mean, I dreamed of this day for six months, and finally, you're back." She's hugging me now, a hug as tight as the man's. He seems in shock since I said I was a stranger to him, while the woman who called me her daughter is so emotional that she hasn't noticed anything happening.

"I'll call the doctor. She doesn't... doesn't..." The man still seems unable to process it; now he just can't finish the sentence, still apparently confused. You breathe in frustration because you don't know what to say or do. Should you pretend to know who the handsome guy is because he seems like a nice guy? Should you return the hug from my potential mother? Or should you pretend to have fallen back asleep and go back to imagining faces for the voices you were hearing?

"How are you? In pain? Cold? You must be thirsty, right?" She asks so quickly that you can only nod affirmatively. Your head is muddled, but seeing her gaze at you while she covers you with a blanket is reassuring.

"So, the young lady finally decided to wake up from her beauty sleep. Know that your boyfriend and your mother have been with you since day one. In fact, there hasn't been a day you haven't been accompanied with a lot of love. But now, let's check your vital signs, and I want you to follow my finger and then look at this shiny device in my hand." The doctor enters the room along with the man who was here before. So, he's your boyfriend?

He checks you thoroughly, assesses if you're feeling your body normally, your blood pressure, your temperature. It takes a while until he informs you that you'll need to undergo more detailed tests, but as far as he can assess, you're fine. You sighed, almost relieved to hear the doctor say that, but something is wrong. You question the doctor about your memory loss. He says a neurological test will be done to assess your momentary amnesia but that it's probably a consequence of the trauma you suffered in the head at the time of the accident. You don't know how to react, whether to cry or just move on. You then ask the doctor to clarify the situation with your mother, who is outside talking to the man who could be your boyfriend. He informs that he will provide instructions on how to stimulate your memories and mentions how your recovery was almost a miracle. As soon as he leaves your hospital room, you watch him talking to your mother and boyfriend. They stand there for a few seconds, just listening to the doctor while looking apprehensive. Eventually, for some reason, the man who could be your boyfriend enters your room and sits beside your hospital bed. He remains silent for what feels like an eternal four minutes.

"So, are you really my boyfriend, or is the doctor mistaken?" You break the awkward silence with that question.

"I'm to blame. I think you should know that I'm to blame for this. For the accident. For you not remembering your life. For hurting you. Not that guilt made me stay by your side all this time. But I thought I should be the one to take the blame before Jung…" He speaks almost as quickly as you lose track of his train of thought. But another guy enters the room. A stormy entrance, he comes in and hugs you. A hug as strong as the others you received today. The guy hugging you has shorter, black hair. His scent is incredibly soothing, making you feel an odd urge to return the hug.

"I can't believe you finally woke up. I missed you so much. How could you be so reckless?" The man hugging you speaks while looking into your eyes, keeping the proximity of his body to yours.

"Let me guess, you're my second boyfriend and that's why my first boyfriend frowned when you came in?" Your tone of voice is unserious , as if you were telling a joke but both men in front of you seem to be in no mood for jokes.

"Did you tell her what you did?" The dark-haired man speaks while the bleached-haired man smiles slightly irritated.

"I knew you would say that, I was telling her about what happened." The bleached-haired one speaks quickly, interrupting your attempt to think about what to say before the two of them entered into an endless argument. You can feel that there is something very bad between the two men. You wonder if you're to blame for the tension in the air. Could these two attractive men have been in love with you?

"If you don't mind, I'd like to say that this conversation is making me uncomfortable. Honestly, I have no idea who you are, but you certainly seem to know who I am. I'd like to know if either of you wants to tell me who is who and what you have to do with me?" You say, cutting through the tension. The dark-haired one looks perplexed, while the bleached-haired one realizes that you are truly lost.

"I'm Taehyung, and he's Jungkook. And the whole confusion, Y/N, is because, somehow, you're in the middle of a complicated love triangle." Finally, you can put names to the faces in front of you and find out your name, which is a step forward, but it doesn't trigger any memories. As you suspected, you are in a love triangle, which would be exciting if you knew what you feel for Jungkook and Taehyung, but you don't.

"Correcting our dear Taehyung, you're stuck in a love square. The handsome guy there, before realizing he wanted you, was engaged. In fact, you got run over because you caught him reconciling with his fiancée." Jungkook speaks in a mocking tone, as if he wanted to attack Taehyung with his words but was pretending to be calm. You look at Taehyung, trying to figure out if Jungkook is telling the truth.

"If we're going to be brutally honest, you're in a damn love pentagon because our stud Jungkook, ever since he broke the soulmate connection with you, has been busy falling in love with every person who crosses his path. Not to mention that you guys are neighbors, so you can hear and see every new romantic conquest he has." Taehyung and Jungkook are staring at each other as if they might kill each other while you try to piece together the puzzle that seems to be your life. Then you feel a slight pain in your chest, as if you could feel your heart breaking. But after all, for whom is it breaking?

"Look, it's almost beautiful to see you summarizing what seems to be a disastrous love life, but I need some time alone. And you guys, could you not come back here for a while?" You say softly, feeling that it's the right thing to say. Both guys don't seem happy, as if they are genuinely sad.

"We can come back separately if that's the problem. We won't argue anymore." Taehyung says as Jungkook nods in agreement.

"I'll be more direct. I don't want you guys here. I want to recover without feeling like I have something to resolve. And both of you are literally walking problems that I will feel the need to solve. Enough. Whatever we had to sort out before, I don't want to remember it now. If Taehyung has a fiancée, let him get married and be happy. If Jungkook is enjoying his singledom, let him be the best single guy in the world without thinking about me. My priority is me, not you. Now, go away." You speak directly, without mincing words. For some reason, you feel proud of it.

"I'm not leaving because I want to, or because I want to enjoy the single life. But know that I'll be waiting for you." Jungkook says, getting up, kissing your cheek, and leaving while Taehyung seems to be processing what you said.

"You're not leaving…" You're not sure if you're questioning Taehyung or stating something, but he adjusts as if he's about to leave. Before he turns away, he quickly walks toward you, embracing you.

"You're the only person I can imagine marrying. No matter how many times you kick me out of your life, I'll be happy to have been rejected by you a thousand times." He says while hugging you tightly. However, you reciprocate the hug and feel a tear rolling down your eyes. Taehyung then leaves the hospital room, leaving you confused.

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[viatagrinner]

Bond Story#11 : Jealousy.

Gilbert: You were surrounded by many princes today. You seemed to be having a lot of fun...

Gilbert: It's strange to put me on the same level as all the other princes.

Gilbert: I'd be willing to snap your heart and make you see only me, wouldn't I?

━━━━━━━༻❀✿❀༺━━━━━━━

1. I don't like/hate people who do that.

Gilbert: You're frank, aren't you? I see you don't like .... Well, you're worried.

Gilbert: If you told me "I hate you," I would want to kill you.

2. Does it make you happy?

Gilbert:  ...You're hitting a sore spot, aren't you? It's third-rate practice to let fear get in the way of everything.

Gilbert: I never thought the day would come when you'd say something back to me... Hmm, I think you've fallen too low / You've become mean too.

3. You are special even if you don't do that.

Gilbert: If you say so, why don't you treat me more special?

Gilbert: Otherwise I would have been tempted to bury all the other princes, one by one.

━━━━━━━༻❀✿❀༺━━━━━━━

Gilbert: I'm still pleased with your seriousnes, even after all this. // I really like you, even after all this. Obviously, I love you.

Gilbert: So... Hey? I'm the only person you can be especially close to.

#Well if anyone had any doubt that Gil is a Yandere this dispelled the last doubts. 🤣 #ikemen prince #ikepri #ikemen ouji #ikepri translation #ikemen gilbert #ikemen prince gilbert von obsidian #ikemen bond masterlist #ikepri bond Masterlist #gilbert von obsidian #ikemen prince gilbert #ikepri gilbert

[theladycarpathia]

@hellcheerweek

Chrissy Cunningham’s boyfriend had never said her words. Not once in three years.

She isn’t Jason’s soulmate either, his words still pale and gray under his basketball jacket. But that doesn’t seem to matter so much to him as the idea that he’s the one on her arm. She knows what it means - if he says her words, then there will be ultimate proof that she belongs to him. Branded onto her skin, for all the world to see.

The day her words had appeared when she was five years old was just another day for her mother to be disappointed in her. Another thing to complain about. The odd and brief sentence on Chrissy’s arm didn’t suggest a beautiful start to the kind of love story Laura wanted for her daughter. The only person who wanted her soulmate to be Jason more than Jason was her mother. Jason fits the bill: handsome, well off, going places. He’ll go to Princeton, like his father had, he’d make good money and they’d have attractive children. If Jason was her soulmate then her life would fall into place like perfectly fitting pieces of the puzzle. 

Chrissy knows that if Jason hasn’t already said her words, he’s never going to. 

Well, that’s not exactly true. You can know people for years before they say your words. Nancy Wheeler was in the same classes as Jonathan Byers all through middle school and high school. They were classmates and then friends while she dated Steve Harrington. 

Then in their junior year, something happened. Nancy and Jonathan had matching black ink on their arms and, a short while later, Steve returned to school with yellowing bruises on his face and a right forearm that he wouldn’t show to anyone.

“They’re definitely black,” Jason had said, disgruntled that, as always, King Steve had beaten him to something. He’d spotted Steve’s arm in the showers one day after practice, a quick glimpse before Steve had pulled on a hoodie and booked it. “But he won’t say what girl said them.”

“Maybe it’s Nancy,” Carol had suggested slyly, a stream of pale smoke drifting from her mouth. She and Tommy never quite recovered from Steve’s sudden rejection. Tommy, as usual, found someone new to worship, and Carol’s bite suggested that she wasn’t as over it as she thought. “Maybe she said both of their words and picked Byers instead.”

Chrissy isn’t so sure. The system isn’t perfect - there are people with permanently gray words, others who say the words of multiple people, and even the unlucky few who have no words. But she doesn’t think that’s it. The words have to mean something, you have to feel something. Nancy wouldn’t fall in love with someone so much that she said his words, just to say Steve’s a mere week after their break up. It doesn’t work that way.

Someone else said Steve’s words. And he is desperate to keep everyone from finding out who.

The rules of soulmates say that Jason could say her words in a month, a year, five years. It’s the rules of Chrissy that say otherwise.

She thinks that love isn’t meant to feel like this.

She thinks that sanity doesn’t feel like this. The hallucination in the bathroom is the last straw. She’s tired, so, so tired. Either the nightmares keep her awake or her mother’s delicate comments do. The smaller portions on her plate every night. The taste of bile in her throat. How Jason sometimes looks at her and doesn’t really see her. That the rest of her life looks like this.

She wants to make it stop. Even if for a little while. And she only knows one way to make that happen, so she makes the trip out to the woods behind the High school.

The crunch of leaves underfoot and the bite in the air suggest that spring is still a way off for Hawkins. She tucks her sweater around her and keeps going into the rolling fog, half unsure if she’s even doing the right thing. But she’s run out of options. She’s thought about telling her mom, Jason, just anyone, about how she feels and her throat closes up before the words ever have a chance to form on her lips.

This is desperation. Of the fear that she’s losing her mind. That she might hurt herself. That something is coming to hurt her. She grips her arm through her sleeve as though the pale words might somehow save her.

I don’t want to die without meeting you. 

XXX

Eddie Munson might be the first person to ask if she’s okay in a very long while. 

And even more than that, watching him voluntarily vault himself backwards over the bench and brush leaves out of his hair to make her laugh, she forgets. Just for a few minutes. But she forgets.

“You know,” Chrissy says, warmth blossoming inside her chest. “You’re not what I thought you’d be like.” Eddie tugs some of his dark hair across his face, his eyes bright and teasing.

“Mean and scary?” he suggests and her stomach dips, like she’s missed a step, like the event she’s waited her whole life for just happened without her permission or forewarning.

Her arm burns underneath her jacket, something that starts down near her elbow and shoots up towards her wrist, like a piece of paper catching fire and twisting itself into gray ash. She places her left hand over her sleeve, even though Eddie has no way of knowing. He can’t see that the three words she’s looked at nearly her entire life have just turned the same shade of black as his hair.

She can’t say anything else. She has to go, just in case the next words out of her mouth are the words on his arm, that he’s meant to be hers too. Because there’s no way she can do this to him. She wanted desperately to meet her soulmate before the end and now she has. But she can’t ask him to have to live through her losing her mind. One day soon, the feral mimic that hisses nasty words and scratches at her door might just break through. She doesn’t know what she’ll do if that happens: if her own madness will cause herself harm or if there really is a devil in Hawkins. Either way, that’s a torture she won’t put on him. Despite what Chrissy has learned, love isn’t meant to hurt.

She looks up, about to make an excuse, to call this whole thing off and leave when she spots his slack jaw, the way his eyes are wide in disbelief and her stomach curdles. It’s too late.

YOU KNOW, YOU’RE NOT WHAT I THOUGHT YOU’D BE LIKE is visible even from Chrissy’s seat, scrawled across Eddie’s arm in what she recognises as her own neat penmanship. It’s now as black as the bats that are inked near his elbow. She must have said his words before he’d had a chance to realize what was happening.

He looks up at her, waiting. He can’t quite bring himself to ask her the question that he wants to but it’s written all over his face anyway.

Shaking, Chrissy pulls her arm up from her lap and tugs the material back, baring her pale skin and the words MEAN AND SCARY? scrawled in a messy, jagged print. The kind of writing you might find creating lyrics or character stats scrawled in the back of an old notebook.

Eddie stares at it, jaw working furiously. He looks as confused as she does. She wonders if he’s maybe disappointed. But when he drops back into the seat opposite her and spreads his arm alongside her’s, just to see how the words look together, she catches a glimpse of a smile.

He’s happy that his soulmate is her.

“What do we do now?” Chrissy asks, and for once her future isn’t entirely filled with uncertainty and fear.

#hellcheer week #hellcheer #edissy #eddie munson x chrissy cunningham #eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #soulmate au #last day of hellcheer week! #where did it go? #I love a soulmate au #in my head a bond makes it easier to resist vecna #so this chrissy survives #i love theeeeem #prompt: soulmate #oops forgot to tag #background harringrove #Luna add to masterlist

[thegreatwicked]

Masterlist

I finally have enough content to justify having a master list! Thank you guys for all of your support; it's made continuing these stories that much more enjoyable knowing you're there enjoying them with me!

Shadows of Deception: In Gotham City, a world of secrets and danger, Belladonna finds herself embroiled in a web of crime when she becomes a witness to illicit activities at Roman Sions' exclusive club, Masquerade Noir. Instead of eliminating her, Roman sees an opportunity and spares her life, forming an unconventional alliance. They pose as a couple, using each other as alibis to deceive the police. But as they delve deeper into their charade, their connection intensifies, blurring the lines between reality and deception. As desire and danger collide, they discover unexpected love in the midst of a thrilling and forbidden affair. Roman Sionis/OFC Belladonna Black; slight AU, Dark Romance, forced proximity, fake relationship troupe, SMUT, SMUT, SMUT.

One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve, Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen, Sixteen

Unbreakable Bonds: In a galaxy where Anakin Skywalker successfully resisted the pull of darkness, fulfilling his destiny as the Chosen One to bring balance to the Force, the Jedi Temple is abuzz with discussions about the traditionally forbidden nature of attachments. As Anakin assumes the role of a Jedi Master, his decision to ensure Palpatine's arrest rather than execution sets the tone for a new era.

On the way to an impromptu council meeting, where Anakin now holds a seat as a respected master, Obi-Wan Kenobi experiences an unusual sensation. A mysterious connection tugs at him when he encounters a young boy patiently waiting outside the council chambers. Unbeknownst to Obi-Wan, the spotlight is about to shift from Anakin to himself.

As the secrets of Obi-Wan's past unravel, the Jedi Council finds itself thrust into action much sooner than anticipated. The delicate balance of the Force, once maintained by Anakin's choices, now hinges on the unforeseen revelations from Obi-Wan's history. The galaxy is on the brink of change, and the consequences of long-held secrets may reshape the destiny of the Jedi and the Force itself.

Obi-wan/OFC Cressida Vox; Slow burn, friends to lovers, eventual romance, SMUT.

One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve

After the Storm: An emergency crash landing on an isolated island on an alien planet leaves Hux, and a rebel spy stranded and trying to reach an emergency beacon before the local flora kill them. Hux/OFC Sola Vex; sex pollen, forced proximity, survival, alternate universe, Hux survives, Two shot

Part One, Part Two

Meditations: Amid the summer heat on Dathomir, Maul finds himself unable to sleep, restless thoughts stirring within him. Seeking solace, he attempts meditation, only to be joined by his companion Zeala. As they navigate the challenges of finding inner calm, their connection deepens, and unspoken emotions come to the surface. Together, in the quiet moments of the night, they discover a shared intimacy that transcends words and the boundaries of their world. Maul/OFC Zeala; Alternate universe, Maul and his mate, rebuilding Dathomir, soft lover Maul, but he possessive tho. One shot, SMUT

Bet You Wish You Had Me Back: Some romances burn hot and hard and threaten everyone around them, some burn fast and others smolder perfectly. This isn’t a smoldering story, nor is it a quick fire. They both knew their fire wouldn’t burn long and that the closer they got to it the hotter it would be. Because when fire is at it’s hottest the flame burns white, but the burn was too tempting for it to only happen once. Shane Walsh/OFC Austin Walker; one shot, SMUT, SMUT, SMUT

Mending Feathers: Warren, having escaped the cagefighting underground, seeks refuge in a broken church, feeling crippled and directionless with his damaged wings. During a stormy night, he discovers an unexpected visitor seeking sanctuary in his church. Initially resistant, Warren is taken aback when the visitor reveals the ability to heal and restore his wings. With his ability to fly restored, Warren is free again, but questions arise about the mysterious girl and what lies ahead for him. Grappling with gratitude, Warren contemplates the next chapter of his life and wonders how he can express his thanks. Warren Worthington III/FOC Ivy; one shot, SMUT

Thunderstorms: General Hux takes some rarely used, yet long-accrued personal leave to visit his homeworld, Arkanis, and visit his wife. He arrives amidst one of the famous downpours to find his wife has never experienced a thunderstorm. Shocked, he helps her forget the storm. Hux/OFC Selene Hux; one shot, SMUT! Inspired by Lady in Writing of Tiktok!

Padawan: After disappearing from your Master for thirteen years, the Clone Wars has brought you back to the same planet and a brush with death back into each other's lives. But you’re not his Padawan anymore, you’re a knight, right? No, you’ll always be his Padawan, and he, your Master. My first reader insert, I wrote this for all you lovelies who follow/like/reblog/comment on my stuff. This is for you! Obi-Wan/You/Reader Insert. Master/Padawan, SMUT. SMUT. SMUT. That is all.

Chapter Two

50 Shades of Obi-Wan: A collection of spicy and sweet reader insert one-shots between Obi-Wan and his Jedi lover (that's you) Requests are open.

One, Two

Memories of Chocolate-Laced Kisses: Obi-Wan grapples with the challenges of his new role as a father and navigates the complex and confusing relationship he shares with Cressida. As he confronts the stormy past between them, he finds himself revisiting the night that sparked it all. In the midst of swirling memories, he remembers a time when it was just him and Cressida, finding solace, pleasure, and relief in each other's company. These moments from the past haunt him like dancing ghosts, a reminder of their shared history. Obi-wan/OFC Cressid Vox; one shot, SMUT, SMUT, SMUT.

We Were Cursed: Coming soon! Even the perfect fairy tale couple has an indiscretion or two under the influence of a curse, Snow White had a one-night stand with Doctor Frankenstein and Charming was married to another woman. Strange things happen under a curse, which makes you wonder what other Storybrooke residents may have done as well. Jefferson/OFC(Alice)Even the perfect fairy tale couple has an indiscretion or two under the influence of a curse, Snow White had a one-night stand with Doctor Frankenstein and Charming was married to another woman. Strange things happen under a curse, which makes you wonder what other Storybrooke residents may have done as well. Jefferson/OFC Alice Liddell ; One shot, SMUT

Healing Hands: Coming Soon! Grappling with demons is lonely and dirty work that Jason Todd often does alone, but tonight he needs backup, and in the absence of Batman or his bat siblings he turns to the one person he knows will understand his pain. A kindred spirit, his girlfriend, the Omen. Jason Todd/OFC Wrenna AKA The Omen; One shot, SMUT.

Professional Courtesy: Coming soon! Captain Cold, usually a master planner, is furious after losing a heist to a metahuman who can walk through walls. He's taken aback when he discovers she's both charming and attractive, and despite his cool demeanor, there's undeniable chemistry between them. Captain Cold/OFC Octavia, one shot, SMUT

In Service to the Night Sisters: Coming soon! Just a series of one-shots following the life of force-sensitive Zabracks on Dathomir and the purpose they serve; breeding stock. Maul/OC, Feral/OC, Savage/OC; one shot series, SMUT, SMUT, SMUT

As of right now Unbreakable Bonds and Shadows of Deceptions are my priorities but comments and encouragement do help me to know what one shot to work on next, so please let me know what you all think! Thanks my Macabrlings!

#masterlist #eventual smut #fanfiction is life #original character #i have too many stories #star wars #dc fandom #once upon a time #one shot #slow burn #shadows of deception #unbreakable bonds #reader insert

[kanmom51]

BTS Bonds

My top 5 favorite BTS duos

Vmin, Jikook and Taekook - how they doing nowdays as of May 2023

VMIN

Vmin so cute

Jimin loves Tae

Vmin are close but not romantically involved

Comparison between vmin and Jikook

This is not ‘a moment’

House of BTS on 23 October 2019 - Tae dragging JK away from JM’s car

Tae & Jimin

Vmin Butter album opening

Best friends with little to no boundaries

Let’s talk about Tae’s birthday

Jimin’s relationship with Tae

JM’s live and Tae’s comments

Vmin

AMA’s 2021 behind BTB

JM with V at his Music Bank recording

JIHOPE

JM and Hobi at Lolla

JM supporting his Hobi hyung

JM -  Hobi’s bright light

Hobi’s blessings for JM

JM Weverse 21 Jan 2023 18:41 KST

JM and Hobi enjoying Paris

JM Weverse post 23.1.23 17:58 KST

Love JM and Hobi’s bond

Jihope on the street

Hobi’s IG story 17 March 2023

JM and Hobi dance challenge up too

JM on Music Bank

Jimin W-live 4 April 2023

Hobi birthday live

JM IG story 8 April 2023

Jihope 17 April 2023

J-hope & Jimin's Challenge Video Shoot Sketch BTB

JINKOOK

Jinkook so precious

AMA 2021 Link 7 - Jinkook

Jinkook sibling dynamics (find the differences)

This one is hilarious

Memories 2021 Jinkook

Perilla leaf saga continues

JayKay

YOONMIN

JM Weverse 3.3.2023 10:11 pm

JM’s Weverse post for Suga’s birthday

JM like crazy dance challenge up

JM on Music Bank

Suchwita JM - Yoongi’s bluntness

JINMIN

He’s so frigging cute

Why is this person so adorable?

Nope

No suspicions on my side

Jinmin

Jin/JM interaction at SBS pre-recording

TAEKOOK

Tae asserting dominance with JK

Tae’s “get out of your imagination”

Taekook talk

Taekook talk again

TMA 2021 TKK being bro’s

Dream premiere together

Tae IG 14 May 2023

VHOPE

Vhope on the street

Museum date

HOPEKOOK

Hopekook - lol

Soundcheck Hopekook

Soundcheck - Hopekook

JK reacted to Hobi’s IG

NAMKOOK

Cuteness

What I think is a cute Namkook moment

TAEJIN

Tae looking after Jin

Chemistry

MINIMONI

JM on Weverse

RM looking out for JM at the airport

SOPE

Sope on the street

2 Seok

Jin Weverse 17 April 2023

3J

3J’s BTB 3 October 2021

3J’s BTB Jikook pure happiness

The 3J’s

Hobi the protector

JK’s “love you Jhope” oopsy

Those three

3J's part 1

3J's part 2

3 J’s

JK's Wlive 12 Feb 2023 the comments

JINMINKOOK

Bangtan Bomb 17 September 2021 JinJikook

Some JinJikook love

Jinjikook at their finest

JM and JK starring in Jin’s IG post 12 July 2022

JINMINHOPE

JM and Hobi visit Jin

1 April 2023

JINHOPEKOOK

Jin’s IG post 9 October 2022

YOONMINKOOK

Jikook came home for Suga’s birthday

VMINKOOK

JK reacting to Vmin

Vminkook are great friends

Vmin, Taekook and Jikook - the difference in dynamics

Tae policing or trolling Jikook

Jimin jealous. Or is he?

JK ignoring Tae

Pranking Tae during PTD

It’s always those three

170110 [BANGTAN BOMB] Message to A.R.M.Y as 'Blood, Sweat & Tears' last day

Maknae line levels of core strength

JK-Tae and JK-JM - The two lives and the differences between them

Tae the agent of chaos

A little more about Tae the agent of chaos

Well lookie here

VMINHOPEKOOK

7 October Tae IG story - finally we get to see Jikook together

Vminhope telling how V, Hobi, JM & JK spend spare time together

Happy new year

Hobi, JM, JK & Tae at Harry Styles concert:

Link 1; Link 2; Link 3; Link 4; Link 5; Link 6; Link 7 with Lizzo; Link 8 Hobi’s posting; Link 9 Jay Kay;  Link 10;

#masterlist #kanmom masterlist #kanmom #BTS bonds #BTS bonds masterlist

[callsign-scully]

𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓

𝘫𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘹 𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦.

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧, 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘯𝘹𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘺

𝙖/𝙣: 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳. 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘭 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘨 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯.

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𝖠𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝗈𝖿 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖿. 𝖨𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍, 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗉𝖾. 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗑𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝖺, 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗆𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝖾.

𝖴𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖿. 𝖮𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖺𝖽𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒. 𝖸𝖾𝗍, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄, 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝖿𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗂𝖺𝗅.

𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝖿𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖿, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗄𝗌. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝖾𝖼𝗁𝗈𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝖬𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗋𝗒’𝗌 𝗈𝖿𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖾, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋, 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝖾: 𝘉𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌, 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽. 𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝖺𝗋𝖼𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗎𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽, 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗅𝖾𝗌.

𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁, 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝖼𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖬𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗋𝗒’𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌, 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗒 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌. 𝖨𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗂𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗋𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗒𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗂𝗇.

𝖧𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖽, 𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿.

𝖸𝖾𝗍, 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖼𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗈𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽. 𝖨𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽, 𝖺 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝖺𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗒 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗄 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗐. 𝖠𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌, 𝗈𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗉𝖾𝗋.

𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗒𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌. 𝖮𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗋𝗒, 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖩𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖽𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝗂𝖼𝖾. 𝖨𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖿 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽. 𝖨𝗍 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗌𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌, 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝖽𝗀𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗒 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖼𝗈𝖺𝗅.

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌, 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝗂𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗂𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗋, 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗇𝖾𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗎𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗅𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋. 𝖬𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄, 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽’𝗌 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗍. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗅𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗅𝖽𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝖿𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾.

𝖠𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗆𝖻𝗅𝖾𝖽, 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌. 𝖠 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝗇𝗎𝗆𝖻 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗎𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖽, 𝗌𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒. 𝖲𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝗓𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗁𝗈𝗍, 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍, 𝗍𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 ����𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎.

𝖥𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗅𝖾𝖿���� 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺�� 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽. 𝖬𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝗐 𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗋. 𝖠 𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖬𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋. 𝖧𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗀𝗈 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆.

𝖲𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗎𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗉𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝗁𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽, 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗄𝖾. 𝖠 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝖻 𝗐𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒, 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒. 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗅𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌.

𝖠 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝗌𝗈𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾, 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗁 𝗁𝗎𝗆𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌. 𝖠𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗉𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽, 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝖿𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.

𝖰 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖺 𝗉𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌. 𝖧𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾. 𝖥𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌, 𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖰, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗂𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗇𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉. 𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇— 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗄𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁— 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖰’𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾.

𝖮𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗉 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗍, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝖾𝖾𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗎𝗍, 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗂𝖼 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗋𝗌. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖺, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄, 𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗓𝗈𝗇, 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗏𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗎𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒.

𝖰 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍. 𝖧𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾. 𝖧𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝖽𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖮𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒, 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽.

𝖸𝖾𝗍, 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿. 𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽’𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝖨𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾.

𝖨𝗍 𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗂𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗀𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝖾, 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖶𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖺𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 𝖽𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗍, 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗌.

𝖡𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖰 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗍, 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗀𝖾𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝖿𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖾. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌, 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖰 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾. 𝖨𝗍 𝗄𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖼𝖼𝗎𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗄𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗃𝗈𝖻 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝖽.

𝖲𝗈, 𝖰 𝗈𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗒. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗉𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇.

𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋, 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗒 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗉𝗌 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖽𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝖺𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗃𝗈𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝗈. 𝖨𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝖻𝗈𝗑𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋, 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖽 ‘𝟢𝟢𝟫’.

𝖳𝗐𝗈 𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗒 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝖺, 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝗑 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗍. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗏𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗇 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗌, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗄𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎.

𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗉. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽’𝗌 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽, 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺 𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗉𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝗄𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗍𝗈-𝗀𝗈 𝖼𝗎𝗉 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝖺𝖿𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌. 𝖨𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝖩𝖺𝗇𝗎𝖺𝗋𝗒, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗋. 𝖠𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁, 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝖺𝖽𝗆𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋.

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗌 𝗐���𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗏𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗇 𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖻 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 (𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽), 𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖺𝗋𝗒, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗃𝖺𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝖺𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝖿𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎.

𝖠𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗏𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗋 𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗆 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗄𝗋𝖺𝖿𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽’𝗌 𝖽𝗎𝖻𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖠𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗎𝗇𝗐𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍, 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗅 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗍, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝖺𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄.

𝖢𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗎𝗉𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗌. 𝖠 𝗌𝗈𝖻 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗏𝖾. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗂𝗋, 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗀𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽.

𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖲𝗎𝗇. 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗎𝗇𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝖾.

𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾, 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽. 𝖭𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗉𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒, 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄, 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗆 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾.

𝖠𝗌 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖼𝗋𝗒 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗉𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝖻𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝗑. 𝖶𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽. 𝖲𝗈, 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝖺.

𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖻𝗒 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝖺𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖰 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗀𝖺𝖽𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗌. 𝖲𝗈𝗈𝗇, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗑𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗃𝗈𝖻, 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝖿𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖽 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾.

𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇. 𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗍𝗈𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗁. 𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗍-𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝗎𝗇𝗉𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽. 𝖨𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗑𝗂𝗌𝗍. 𝖭𝗈𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝖽.

𝖠 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝗑 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖺 𝗇𝗎𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇. 𝖧𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋, 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝗀 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗀𝗁𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖻𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗋𝖺 (𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾), 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗍.

𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖠𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗑, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍.

𝖠𝗍 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖩𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝖿𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗏𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖺 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗍𝗈𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗁𝗌 𝗈𝗇. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽, 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗁, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝖻𝗈𝗑 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽.

𝖨𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖺 𝖽���𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗒. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖽𝖺𝗒. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖺 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖬𝖨𝟨 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖲𝖼𝗈𝗍𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝗎𝗉 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗒. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗎𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾.

𝖲𝗈, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌. 𝖠𝗇𝗒 𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗎𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝗑𝗂𝖾𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝗎𝖻𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽, 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋.

𝖠𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗐 𝖺 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗒 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝖻𝗈𝗑. 𝖲𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅 𝗍-𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗉. 𝖳𝗐𝗈 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗍. 𝖮𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗂𝗑𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖠 𝗆𝗎𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝖿𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌. 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖺��𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 ‘𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾’ 𝗀𝗂𝖿𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖡𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖵𝖾𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾.

𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾. 𝖲𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝗒 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗑, 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾. 𝖲𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍 𝗏𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌, 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗄. 𝖤𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗒, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾.

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝗑. 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗌𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖽, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗀𝗎𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍, 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖺𝗏𝗒 𝖻𝗈𝗑. 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗂𝗇, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝖺𝗅𝖾𝖽.

𝖠 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝖽𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽, 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌. 𝖥𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗑, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍. 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗃𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗈𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗒.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋, 𝖾𝗑𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗇𝖾. 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗆𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌.

𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖿 𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆. 𝖠𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍, 𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗏𝗂𝗏𝖾. 𝖤𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗋, 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝖺𝖿𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁.

𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖩𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗒.

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Neapolitan Bonds Master Post

Pairing: Eris/Azriel/Reader | Summaries, Ratings, and Warnings on Posts | Ao3 Series Here

Series Summary: The various adventures of Eris, Azriel, and you, starting with the mating bond snapping and onward. All can be read as a stand alone and in various orders. Actual Order below.

Then There Were Three

The night the bond snapped

Be Good

Azriel uses you to rile up Eris through the bond

Now, Behave

Azriel receives his punishment for the events in Be Good

Sharing is Caring

Azriel has a surprise for you after the ball in Hewn City. Guest Starring Rhysand and Feyre

Even High Lords Need a Break

You and Azriel force Eris to take a break

A Lession In Heart Break

The big fight and after math. Part 1 - The Night it feel apart

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Liam Evans Bond Stories

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Level 2: What Do You Want To Know?

Level 3: Eating Together

Level 4: Talents

Level 5: What Kind of People Do You Like?

Level 7: The Rain in My Heart

Level 9: Love Tactics

Level 11: Interests

Level 13: Competing With You

Level 15: Inviting You To A Play

Level 17: Touched By Him

Level 19: Jealousy

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[pascaloverx]

Invisible Bonds: The Power of Destiny

Author's Note: This fanfic contains possible strong language and explores themes of unconventional love. The relationship between the protagonists will be handled with sensitivity, without explicit scenes. If there are explicit scenes, readers will be warned. This fanfic focuses on the reader's relationship with Jungkook and Taehyung, separately.

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Chapter Eleven

In the first moment, you're unsure how to react, realizing that Jungkook won't let go of your hand. Your eyes are fixed on him, as if you want to convey to him to step back. However, he seems unwilling to let you go. You wonder why he still wants to be close to you, especially since he ended your connection.

"Let me go, Jungkook. Go back to your party, and do me a favor by keeping the volume down. I don't want to involve the police in this." You speak firmly, pulling your hand away from his. Unsuccessful, you huff, looking at Jungkook with an angry glare as he watches you with a smile.

"I thought our thing would be over once the call ended, but it seems you and I have a lot of unresolved tension." Jungkook says, getting closer to you. He stares at you face to face, as if trying to provoke you.

"You think this is tension? I'll show you what tension is." You say seconds before stomping on Jungkook's foot with all your strength. The pained groan he lets out almost makes you feel sorry for him. However, you quickly manage to break free from him and open the door to your apartment. Unfortunately, he manages to recover in time to enter in your apartment with you.

"That was unnecessary." He murmurs while he looks at you with a victorious expression, even though he appears to be in pain. You look at him indignantly at his audacity.

"As if you know what is necessary or not. You just barged into my apartment uninvited. After proving to be a..." You pause for a few seconds, contemplating how to describe Jungkook in the moment.

"Being an adult and single man? Sorry if our connection misled you, but we're not married." He says very clearly. You can't deny that realizing you probably only meant something to him while you were connected hurts a bit. But he's right, at least in that part.

"That doesn't give you the right to be intrusive. If you want to party, hook up with others, or whatever the hell, that's not my problem. But this loud music in the middle of the night, while I'm trying to sleep to go to work early, is something I can and will complain about." Your gaze locks with Jungkook's as if you're ready to shut down any of his arguments.

"Are you sure that's what bothers you? Isn't it the fact that I moved on? Or that I ended what we had between us?" Jungkook retorts, smiling smugly at you.

"Don't make me laugh. There was never anything between us for you to end. We just fooled ourselves for a few days, but the truth is, we never had anything." You look at him seriously while resisting the urge to kiss him. It seems that your connection still has some effects on you.

"If that's the case, why do you still want me? Why do you want to be near me, to the point of crashing my party?" He speaks in a condescending tone. You then approach him, as if wanting to make him realize that he invaded your apartment as well.

"Screw you, Jungkook. I didn't go to your party looking for you. I went looking for peace, for the chance of having a good night's sleep. Can't you see that you came after me too? And why would I ruin the party of someone who already means nothing to me?" You smile as you see Jungkook seeming to realize the situation. In the end, both of you end up being as foolish as the other.

"Why don't you try facing reality, princess? You and I like each other, with or without the connection. The difference is, without the connection, we're allowed to like other people too." He speaks, staring at you, surprising you with his words.

"Are you telling me that you ended our connection to like other people?" You're almost speechless. Deep down, you always thought he gave up on you because of your closeness with Taehyung.

"I wasn't born to be tied to one person, Y/N. The expectations, responsibilities, and duties of a committed person don't appeal to me." Jungkook speaks with a confidence that almost makes you want to laugh in his face. So in the universe, precisely a man with commitment issues became your soulmate?

"I have to thank you. If you weren't so self-centered and selfish, I would actually be stuck with my worst nightmare. Thank you for freeing me from you." you say, getting very close to him, as if wanting to make your feelings clear. A slight mischievous smile appears on Jungkook's face, leaving you puzzled.

"You should thank me for freeing you from responsibility. You don't want to be only with me, and I know it. I'll even accept it. I made it possible for you to be with Taehyung without feeling guilty." You don't know how to react to what he's saying. In reality, it's hard for you to concentrate on what he's saying while he's so close. You're seconds away from getting lost in Jungkook's gaze.

"You must think I'm foolish. Do you think I don't know that you did this so you could be with anyone without worrying about me?" You speak, trying to compose yourself, taking a step back while attempting to appear confident.

"The only person I want to be with right now is you. Even if you hardly believe that." Your eyes meet, as if for a moment, all the tension between you two becomes immeasurable.

"You're right about that. I don't believe anything you're saying..." You say it almost in a whisper, trying not to lose your train of thought, but it's too late. Surprising both of you, you end up kissing Jungkook. Without a concrete explanation, your body approached his, and your lips moved toward his. A very brief kiss. You kiss him as if kissing a forbidden fruit. But quickly, you pull back from the kiss you initiated. It's as if you're waiting for his reaction to figure out what to do next.

"You say one thing and do another. Your luck is that your madness makes me extremely excited." Jungkook says, kissing you with more intensity. It seems like he's wanting to lose himself in you, or maybe even find himself in you. You reciprocate the kiss, feeling butterflies in your stomach. It's as if it makes you feel alive, even though you know that you and Jungkook definitely aren't right for each other.

Unfortunately, you're interrupted by a female voice knocking on the door, yelling for Jungkook — you then feel like the world is calling you back to reality. You step away from Jungkook, feeling awkward, while he seems a bit regretful. You just don't know if he regrets the kiss or his party.

"I believe that's your irresponsibilities calling you. After all, you weren't born to be tied to anyone." You say, a mix of sarcasm and a hint of bitterness in your voice. Jungkook seems hesitant, unsure if he should stay or leave. When the woman yells again, he decides to leave your apartment. Without saying anything, he just looks at you, as if wanting to convey something. You then decide to go lie down, even though you might not be able to sleep due to the noise and the fact that you kissed Jungkook after spending the night with Taehyung. You have no idea what this means emotionally for you.

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Gilbert von Obsidian. Bond Story #10: Eating Together.

Gilbert: Rhodolite blessed with a rich food culture. Especially, confectionery is much more developed than in neighboring countries.

Gilbert: I'm sure it's good, but "this" one suits me better.

Gilbert: Hmm? Oh, it's the military's portable ration. It's more about efficient nutrition than taste.

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1. I'd like to try it.

Gilbert: Okay, but I don't think it's going to be to your liking, okay? I'm sure the sweets are better....

Gilbert: But what a surprise! I feel very good that you're interested.

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2. Are you a prince and carry portable food with you?

Gilbert: I'm a soldier/I'm a military man, you know. When I'm on an expedition, I'll eat this kind of food, even if I'm a prince.

Gilbert: Would you be interested in trying it, too?

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3. I had never seen this before.

Gilbert: It's something that makes those eyes sparkle, though. Are you interested in weird things?

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Gilbert: Since it's worth it, I'll feed you. Here, "Yuuum".

Gilbert: Hey, why don't you open your mouth. Of course, you'll take a pure favor from me, right?

Bond Story Masterlist

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— welcome to my masterlist—

Last updated: april 02, 2024

“There is no rule on how to write. Sometimes it comes easily and perfectly: sometimes it’s like drilling rock and then blasting it out with charges.” ~ Ernest Hemingway

MARVEL

• Daredevil

001. Finally home

002. Love me, Betray me

• Moon Knight

001. Two hopeless idiots // Steven Grant

002. Headache // Steven Grant

003. I‘ll love you forever // Marc Spector

004. I want you so bad // Marc Spector

• Avengers

001. Broken Hearts Part 1 // Steve Rogers

002. A broken heart is followed by a tender love Part 2 // Bucky Barnes

003. Being Peter‘s s/o would include // Peter Parker

004. Sick // Peter Parker

005. First time // Peter Parker

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DC

• Titans

001. Unrequited love is the worst // Jason Todd

002. Heartaches Continuum // Part II of Unrequited love is the worst

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STRANGER THINGS

• Steve Harrington

001. Boyfriend Headcanons

002. Roommates

003. Heated Rivalry

• Eddie Munson

001. Being Eddie Munson‘s s/o would include

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THE VAMPIRE DIARIES

• Kai Parker

001. Echoes of Longing

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THE ORIGINALS

• Kol Mikaelson

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HANNIBAL

• Will Graham

001. Being Will Graham‘s s/o would include

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CALL OF DUTY

• 141 + Los Vaqueros

001. Incorrect Quotes

002. Shy Male Reader Headcanons

• Simon "Ghost" Riley

001. Good boy

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ALL FOR THE GAME TRILOGY

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CELEBRITIES

— Alain Mesa

001. Instagram

— Andrew Garfield

001. Emmy Date // Male Reader

002. Headcanons SFW & NSFW // Male Reader

— Barry Paul Sloane

001. Instagram // Coming soon

— Callum Turner

001. We‘ll go away // Male Reader

002. Blondie // Male Reader

— Charlie Cox

001. Sorry I made you feel like I didn‘t love you // Male Reader

002. Stressed in the morning // Male Reader

003. Your Mine // Male Reader

— Chris Evans

001. Clumsy // Male Reader

002. One Shot // Male Reader

— Elliott Knight

001. Instagram

— Jon Bernthal

001. Coming clean // Male Reader

002. Tender love in early mornings // Male Reader

— Joe Keery

001. Outing at the Bottlerock Festival // Male Reader

002. Headcanons for being Joe Keery‘s boyfriend // Male Reader

#masterlist #marvel x male reader #matt murdock x male reader #daredevil x male reader #moon knight #steven grant x male reader #marc spector x male reader #jake lockley x male reader #celebrities #stranger things x male reader #steve harrington x male reader #james bond #simon ghost riley x male reader #cod x male reader #john wick x male reader #andrew minyard x male reader #neil josten x male reader

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Brothers Headcanons Special Event Running Masterlist

Complete Masterlist of all the Hero & Kel Siblings Headcanons written for the Brothers Headcanons Special Event! Happy Birthday, Kel! 🥳🧡

Please note: Headcanons written for more than one category have been listed in all categories to which they apply.

🎁 Angst Headcanons

Hero's 16th Birthday

🎂 Birthday Headcanons

Kel's 5th Birthday

Kel's 17th Birthday

Kel Surprises Hero for his Birthday

🎉 Childhood Headcanons

Kel's Cold

Kel's 5th Birthday

Kel's "Hero" Report

Playing Pirates

🥳 Fluff Headcanons

Hand-Me-Downs

Kel's Cold

Spiders

Your Biggest Fan

🎈 Future Headcanons

Hero Surprises Kel

🍨 General Headcanons

Playing Pirates

💝 Hurt/Comfort Headcanons

Hero's 25th Birthday

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