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galatially · 1 year

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❝𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝❞

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 / 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 / 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲

𝐈: 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 — 𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐤 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐬 x 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 — 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐍𝐈, 𝟏𝟖+, strong language, fingering (f receiving)

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 — just for tonight, let me be someone else. someone larger than life and impervious to pain like the pain he gave me; what's a few drinks and a chance encounter with a familiar stranger to a heartbroken girl?

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 — 1.3K

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 — i was rereading this and got nostalgic so here y'all go lol

The bass thrummed through your veins.

Tequila and whiskey emboldened you as you swayed your hips in time to the beat, your hands high above your head. You felt the stares from the men and women around you, basking in them.

Tonight, you transcended.

Beneath the red and blue lights, you were a different person. You weren't the girl that found her boyfriend screwing another girl on your living room couch. You weren’t heartbroken and you weren’t angry. No, in the heart of the dance floor, curls wild and free, Y/N Y/L/N was invincible.

An ethereal being amongst humans.

You felt a presence behind you, hands finding yours hips. Warm air tickled the shell of your ear. “What’s a sweet thing like you doin’ dancin’ alone?”

A breathy giggle bubbled from your lips, one of your hands reaching behind to cup a broad shoulder. “I’m not ‘lone. You’re here.” You ground your ass against the front of his jeans, the skirt of your skintight dress cresting above your hips. His cologne made your head spin and your belly flip.

His teeth caught your earlobe. “Keep grindin’ like that and I’ll take you right here. People be damned.”

The warning sent a delicious shudder up your spine. “Promise?”

His chuckle rumbled low in his chest, reverberating against your back. Lips trailed the curve of your neck and hands held you firm against the growing tent nestled between your barely covered ass. “That turn you on, baby girl?” Teeth nipped at your sensitive skin. “You want me to fuck you in front of all of these people? Ruin this pretty pussy?”

A thick digit wedged between your thighs, playing at the soaked thong clinging to your lower lips. A strained groan left his mouth.

“You’re soaked, baby. That all for me?”

Your breath caught. When the last time someone turned you on like this? Had anyone ever turned you on like this? You bucked your hips back against his hand, soft mewls tumbling from your plump lips.

“Want me to fuck you with my fingers, pretty girl?” He pushed the fabric to the side and pushed three digits into your sopping cunt. The strangled moan lodged in your throat was guttural, almost pained. He wrapped his free arm around your front and held you firm against his chest. “Be cool, baby girl. Wouldn’t want the whole club knowin’ I’m knuckles deep inside you.”

You tucked her bottom lip between your teeth and gave a weak nod. Your skin was on fire and you could feel your nipples stiffen. “Fuck.”

He worked you slow, his thrusts slow and tortuous, stretching you out deliciously. Your first orgasm slammed into you and made your knees buckle.

You put a hand against his chest. “Wait, wait. We need to stop.”

“You sure?” He removed his fingers, leaving you hollow. “We could take this somewhere private, if you want.”

The invitation was tempting. Damn near irresistible, even. You could be this girl for tonight and in the morning, you’d turn back into a pumpkin. No longer the enigmatic princess in the wild, but the pauper that had to figure who she was again.

Who were you now that everything you knew was a lie?

You turned to face your sexy stranger, your features canting into confusion.

“Erik?”

His brown eyes widened. “Y/N?”

Even through post-orgasm hazy eyes, Erik Stevens looked like a god, as if deities bore him from sculpted clay. You went to the same university, shared some Gen Ed classes your freshman and sophomore year. Sometimes you even struck up conversations about classes. His reputation as a love ‘em and leave ‘em type far preceded him, but, at least with you, he was smart and sweet and funny.

Besides, you were already spoken for at the time. But it didn’t mean that you never noticed him.

Your face warmed and canted into a frown. “Fuck.” You pulled down the hem of your dress and pulled a fallen strap back up your shoulder before turning on your heel. If you weren’t sober before, you sure as hell were now.

“Y/N! Wait!”

You cut through the crowd, quickly dodging curious drunken glances as you hurried to the bar. You put a hand up to signal to the bartender, Scott.

He tipped his chin and leaned over the edge of the bar, yelling over the booming bass. “You okay, sweetheart?”

“Yeah,” you answered, nodding. “Can you cash me out and grab my stuff for me?”

Scott gave you a thumbs up and disappeared to the other end of the bar. Before you could look over your shoulder for Erik’s tall frame, the bartender reappeared, your items in tow.

You slammed down a few notes and threw him a two finger salute.

“Whoa, whoa, Y/N! Everything okay?”

You hoped the smile you gave was convincing enough as you hurried out of the club. The cool breeze kissed your cheeks, carrying the loose curls framing your face in its wake. Tears burned in your eyes, your chest heaving painfully. “Fuck!”

Of course.

Of fucking course!

Of all the people you could’ve rebounded with, it just had to be Erik, one of your ex’s friends.

Your mind raced with questions: did he know the girl Theo was with? Was she around when you weren’t, draped over his lap while he hung out with his boys?

Were you really the last person to know?

You pulled out your phone and started requesting an Uber.

NOTIFICATION: Your driver, Amelia, will be arriving at 1:45 AM

“Y/N!”

You held in a groan, not sparing him a glance as you spoke. “Nope. We’re not doing this.”

“So I’m just supposed to pretend nothin’ happened in there?” His hand curled around your bicep. “Look at me.”

You snatched your arm out of his grip and turned to face him. The quick movement made your world tilt and your legs buckled. Where you expected to be intimately introduced with the asphalt, you felt a warm mass against your shoulder. You took in a deep breath and looked to Erik, your face warm. “Thank you.”

He nodded and helped steady you. “You gon’ stop runnin’ now?”

“Erik, we can’t do this.”

“Why?”

“You know why,” you deadpanned. “Theo’s your friend.”

Erik tightened his jaw.

You crossed your arms and turned away from him. “Just forget what happened. Please.”

“Can I wait with you until your ride gets here, at least?”

You lifted a shoulder and kept your gaze on the street. You anxiously glanced down at your smartwatch for notifications, debating whether you should’ve called your friends to come get you instead.

“I’m not his friend.”

You blinked and turned to him, startled by the sudden conversation. “What?”

“Theo,” Erik clarified, “I’m not his friend. More like a friend of one of his other friends.”

You looked over at him. “Why are you telling me this?”’

“Because you’re actin’ like I knew what he was doin’.”

NOTIFICATION:Your driver, Amelia, is pulling up now. You will have five minutes before Uber charges you a waiting fee

“I don’t care if you did or didn’t know about Theo cheating on me, Erik. I don’t care if y’all are friends. The fact that we almost — ” You blew out a breath. “You’re an adult, Erik. We both are. So whatever we do or don’t do shouldn’t concern the other.”

“I’m just sayin’ that — ”

A black Sedan pulled up in front of the both of you, cutting off his words.

You glanced at Erik over your shoulder. “Thanks for hanging back with me.”

He nodded, a tight smile on his lips. “Get home safe, yeah?”

You nodded and ducked into the back driver’s side seat. As the driver pulled off from the curb, you stole one last glance of Erik standing on the sidewalk.

“He a friend of yours, ma’am?”

“No. Just someone that I know.”

𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 — to date, the beginning of this fic is the most out of pocket i've ever been and i'm proud of that lol

#galatially #want u around #want u around series #situations #erik stevens #erik stevens x black!reader #killmonger #killmonger x black!reader #college!au

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bennydwight · 1 year

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What's your favorite part of Two Kids and Their Cars Au? I just recently discovered it and I love it!!!

Ahhhhhh I saw all your notes on my TKATC pieces and you made my daaaay!!! ❤ I'm so glad you like it!

My favourite part of the AU (and possibly what put the idea in my head in the first place) was the potential for both Stan and Steven to grow and develop as emerging adults by interacting with each other. The Summer Job AU touched on their relationship a little, but since Stan was so much older there was a different sort of caretaking dynamic. I loved the idea of a very world-wise, action oriented boy kicked out by his family playing off a sheltered child soldier who's incredibly in touch with everyone's feelings except his own. Then, there's the double-protection angle, where they're both so used to shielding others from damage that neither know what to do when suddenly being shielded by someone else.

Two emotionally immature (yes, even Steven) teenagers who butt heads over differing upbringings/ideologies/worldviews, but choose to stay together and face the world head-on anyway. Polar opposites on the outside, but more alike than even they know.

Wow I really love the potential. 🥰

#asks #two kids and their cars #art #gravity falls #gf #steven universe #su #steven #stan pines #stan #erik-the-creator #thank you so much for the ask!!!#I eat questions like this like a juicy mango #au #crossover #feat two separate memes that neither of them can feasibly know

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phenomenal1500 · 10 months

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Toxic Love | Erik Killmonger

Chapter 5: ~Don't Go Out Looking Like That~

For Chapter 4: ~Little Minx~ click here.

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"You better go look for some lingerie too~" The man casually appeared behind her again and reached around her body to grab a red apple.

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She watched him from over her shoulder and twisted around on her barstool to face him.

'Wrong move', she thought as her body began to urge for him, wanting to reach out, touch him, hold him, whatever to stop the need for contact.

Luckily, She managed to keep her hands restrained just in time though and pulled her gaze away from him. She would've loved to get close to him now he was in his human form again, but her mind kept wandering back to what he had said, talking about her being too worn out for him or some shit. That it could kill her too if he wasn't careful with her, so keeping her distant for a bit longer felt like a smart call to her.

"Why? Can't you just imagine it and snap it on me in my dreams?" She shrugged cluelessly and watched the man take a large bite out of the red apple. "I bet you're that powerful."

"I like it more when you're awake and I can rip it off of you for real~." He growled and grabbed her throat in a delicious manner. "And if you think that's power, oh girl, I have some surprises for you."

"I think I'm a little done with surprises and all." She grabbed his wrist when he started to squeeze her throat gently, fighting to give in. "Why don't you just start telling me who you really are?" Her lower back was painfully pressing into the counter and he noticed the discomfort, letting go again. "That's something I would like to know."

"Where's the fun in that, little mama~?" He simply shrugged and raised his brow in a challenging, playful way as he took another big bite out of the apple. He only did so to flash his fangs to her and she would shut up about it.

"Never mind." She sighed and took a long sip from her bottle of water. "I don't even care, just please don't show up at my shopping spree and ruin it though." She carefully pressed the cold bottle gently against her neck to ease the burning feeling he somehow had left behind on her skin.

"I can't promise that, ma." He stroked a piece of her curly hair out of her face. "I can't stay away from my women for too long, especially if they're special to me."

"It's the fact you're not human that makes you less of a creep, you know that? If you were a normal man talking to me like this I would've punched you in the face by now."

"Hell~ I love the attitude you've gotten ever since I took control, girl." He smirked and finished the apple, not minding what she had said to him one bit.

"Are you even listening to what I'm saying?" She rolled her eyes and the man simply hummed in response, holding her hips tightly as he looked her over one more time before he vanished in thin air again.

"Who were you talking to?" One of the younger maidens made her way to the kitchen, smiling sweetly as usual.

If Delaney had to pick a favorite maiden it would've definitely been Kamari.

Kamari was the youngest of the four maidens and closest to Delaney's age so they naturally already clicked better than the older women, but what made them click the most was their similar fashion sense. Kam and Delaney loved helping each other out with their fashion and looks and together they always did some extreme online shopping whenever her father didn't pay any attention.

"Reyna." She held up her phone casually. "I'm going shopping on my own for once."

"Really?!" She giggled and made small jumps of excitement. "Can I come?"

"Yeah, of course." Delaney smiled too and put her phone flat down on the marble counter again. "The chauffeur will be here in 30 minutes, is that enough time for you to change?" She knew it was for herself, but she wanted to give Kamari some time too and she didn't mind delaying the chauffeur.

"Yeah, that's enough." She nodded happily and rushed upstairs just as fast as she had showed up, really wanting to go shopping with the girls alone for once.

Online shopping was becoming boring and shopping with guards all over the place restricted them from actually buying what they wanted so she was so excited for this day out.

It took Kamari exactly 28 minutes to have her outfit styled and on, soft make-up look done and her straight black hair in a bun. She looked cute in her baby pink tennis skirt and her matching butterfly top, matching pink shoes and lipstick as well to finish the look too.

"Look at you." Delaney smiled.

She always loved her soft pink cotton aesthetic, it really complimented her skin.

"Yeah? Looks okay?"

"Looks fantastic." She laughed. "Now I feel underdressed."

You're not underdressed, mama~.

"Underdressed~? Girl, you look like a fucking queen each time. All you need is a king now~." She smirked a bit, pointing at the white miniskirt with a baby blue crossover halter top that Delaney was wearing. "Why don't we go out after our shopping spree? You're already dressed for a fun night out."

"If Reyna is up for that too, we might." She hummed and smiled, grabbing her blue clutch and holding it to her side. "Ready to go?"

"Ready." Kamari smiled too and followed her into the shining black limousine waiting for them.

It didn't take long for them to reach the stores with the three of them and succeed in picking some new outfits for their already overflowing closet, but when they got to the lingerie shopping which Delaney insisted on, things felt weird to her.

It was as if someone was watching her without actually being there.

Like someone was right behind her breathing into her neck without there actually being any air brushing against her skin.

"Seriously?" She whispered to herself as she checked her body out in the big mirror, already knowing he was there with her. She was trying out the bra of a Bordeaux red lingerie set, leaving the panties to guessing the right size. The bra hugged her breasts and sides perfectly though, but she was still hesitant about buying it. "Ya know what? I don't even mind. Can you help?"

Help? I thought mama didn't want me to show up and ruin her little shopping spree~?

"I know, but since you're already watching anyway, I need some help." She sighed and noticed him appear from the shadows, casually leaning against the wall of the fitting room.

"Help with choosing, aye~?" He smirked and checked her out again, licking his lips. "If it's for me, take it. If it's for some small dick you plan on fucking tonight, don't you dare go out wearing that."

"Would it make you jealous if I did?" She teased softly.

"More than just jealous, kitten. Don't try me." He warned, noticing the mischievous grin appear on her gorgeous face.

"What happens if I do?" She bit her lip and folded her hands behind her back in a cute way, looking up to him innocently.

"Then I won't let you walk around on this earth anymore and that would be a shame. You're too gorgeous to take you down with me."

"Down? You mean Hell?" Her innocent eyes grew wide and she took a step back.

He didn't answer however, all he did was stare at her with a dominant glare. He knew that if he answered, she would start trying to figure out what he was by herself and he knew she would probably succeed in that too. The lead was too big to give away.

"It's up for interpretation, ma." He shrugged and winked at her, trying to ease the bad feeling that formed in her stomach. He didn't need her scared. "Down can mean a lot of things. It's many places."

"Shut it, you're from hell." She stopped him from approaching her, but he gently reached out to her and grabbed her wrist. "I knew it.... you're a demon."

"I'm not." He growled in her ear. "Now relax. Your heart is dangerously speeding up and we don't want it to stop now do we?"

"Is that a threat?" She tried to push him away, but he didn't move an inch.

"It's the truth. I won't harm you, I like you too much for that, just calm down. " He managed to calm her down a little bit by lowering her heart, but he could still feel the slight fear.

"You promise...?" She looked up at him.

"I promise, you're safe with me." He stroked her hair back like he normally did.

"Can you come with me tonight...?" She mumbled.

"Hm? Going out with you? Tonight?" He was a bit surprised, staring down at the woman that not a minute ago was almost having a heart attack by how fast her heart went.

"Show me you can be human.... Just for a night."

"I think I can try that, mama." He hummed, not remembering the last time he really went out there into the real world as a 'human' longer than a few minutes.

#Erik Killmonger #erik killmonger x oc #Erik Stevens #n'jadaka #incubus!erik #Incubus #toxic love #Delaney Delcour #black panther #marvel #maffia au

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youcantkillamutant · 1 year

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The Advocate: Two Weeks Before Finals

Author: youcantkillamutant

Fandom: Marvel (Black Panther)

Pairing: Erik Stevens/Killmonger x Black!OC

Summary: Lex is just trying to get through senior year without failing anything massive, so when she sees a lamb on her running route she ignores it, mostly.

Warnings: Cursing, Mention of Death (Human & Animal)

Words: 3.7K+

A/N: Hi….Remember me? Yeah. I’m still here, this time with a God!Erik AU. *shrug*. I only own my original characters of course, Marvel don’t sue me I’m broke.

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2 Weeks Before Finals

“I knew it! I knew gods were real! And now one needs your help. This is the most amazing thing to happen in the history of forever. I mean can you beli—What are you doing?” Ruby’s head turned to Lex, where she saw her flipping through something in her periphery. “Why are you studying?”

“Finals are in two weeks Ruby.” In all honestly, Lex was just scanning the pages and hoping that the information would be absorbed. She was too busy thinking about the golden goddess and her message.

“You have been chosen as an Advocate by the gods of Wakanda…”

“Who cares about finals! A goddess just appeared in our living room Lex! With a freaking quest.” By the time she finished speaking, her voice was nothing but a squeak.

“She didn’t say it was a quest Ru.” She said her nephew needed help. Do gods even have nephews? Weren’t they all born out of clay and shit?

“Ertumke, the god of Predator and Prey requests your assistance in a Trial to be held…”

“Fine a task. Maybe even a favor! You can’t ignore a goddess Lex!” Lex slammed the book shut, mostly to stop replaying the scene in her head, but also to scare Ruby into shutting up. Just a little. It was a moot point either way. The chance of that happening after tonight are about as slim as having a goddess appear in your apartment while you’re dripping wet in a towel.

“Do you really believe a goddess just popped by our apartment? I mean seriously Ruby, maybe there was something in our cereal this morning or the smog is—” Ruby’s mouth dropped open in shock, brows scrunched together.

“Lex, you cannot be serious. We don’t even live in a city! There is no smog!”

“You don’t have to live in a city for smog to—”

“Say smog one more time. I dare you.” Ruby looked like she meant it, and after the day I’d just had, I wasn’t interested in whatever payback she was thinking about delivering if I took her up on the dare. “Lex, we just saw a goddess in our apartment and you think it was what? Some weird cereal trip? You don’t even eat cereal!” Ruby’s tone had gone from placating to disbelieving in a sentence, but Lex brushed it off, determined to forget anything happened at all.

“You offered food and drink to an animal he holds sacred. You have initiated a connection…”

“Fine it was a mass hallucination.” Lex waved her hand like the idea of hallucinating at all didn’t send shivers down her spine. Drugs were never her forte.

“There’s only two of us.”

“Then we’re both crazy!” Ruby rolled her eyes so hard she knew she’d have a headache. “Ruby, finals are in two weeks. I am not wasting four years and a shit-ton of student debt for any God.”

“Lex, a Wakandan god just asked you to be their Advocate. That shit only happens in legends. Legends that I’ve studied Lex. There’s no way that this is just som—” Lex could see that Ruby wasn’t going to let this go. They’d been through this before. Well not this exactly, but Ruby had spent all of sophomore year trying to convince Lex that fairies were absolutely real. They still don’t agree and Ruby didn’t speak to her for about a week when Lex had blown her off in the middle of some ‘documentary’ about it.

“Ruby I’m tired. I’m going to bed.” Lex turned on her heel and took the few steps she needed to get into her room. It was early still, the sun only now starting to set, but Lex got in bed anyway. She didn’t want to think about the golden woman and her request. Didn’t want to think that she just might have the life of a god in her hands.

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“The rest is up to you nephew.”

That’s all his dear Auntie gave him. Sure she’d gone and told the girl about being an Advocate, but his chosen advocate didn’t seem all too impressed. Apparently, all she’d done was politely shake her head and promise this is the only time she’d speak to a hallucination before asking Ramonda to leave. What kind of mortal asks a god to leave?

“You’re pacing cousin.” Erik jumped. Trust Shuri to sneak up on him.

“Wouldn’t you be? I assume you heard about my Advocate?” Erik’s voice bordered on contemptuous. Shuri’s brow rose. “She doesn’t even believe in Gods Shu! She thought your own mother was a hallucination.” Shuri snorted at this.

“I know you find this hard to believe cousin, but not every mortal dreams of being visited by gods, especially not now a days. Their gods are much closer than we ever were.” Erik snorted at this. He’d heard of the humans now, dropping their worship of true gods to bow at the feet of musicians, writers, and liars (actors, if you ask anyone else). “You’ll just have to keep working at it. I’m sure you’ll think of something soon enough, you’re mildly clever.”

Shuri disappeared in a metallic flash and Erik did his best not to sniff at her exit. The least she could do was be helpful if she planned on visiting. He couldn’t even be sure why she bothered to come if all she wanted to do was judge his ineptitude to convince one mortal to—

Erik huffed a laugh. Of course, mortals don’t dream of gods. At least, they haven’t in centuries. Erik would have to change that. Leave it to Shuri to inspire and berate him. He knocked on the glass of his cell and shut his eyes.

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Much to her surprise, Lex found sleep, but not rest. Her dreams were filled with silent lambs, rotting fruit and outstretched palms. Whether they were offering or reaching, she couldn’t tell, but she knew the dreams were strange. It was as though she was watching the images on a screen, somewhere else, far away.

The air was cold and there was complete and total silence. Like someone had reached delicate fingers into her mind and pulled the aux cord. Just as the silence veered from strange to alarming, she heard the rush of a wave coming towards her from somewhere overhead. Lex hurriedly gasped a breath and closed her eyes. Seconds, minutes, hours could have passed, but when she blinked her eyes open, she released a relieved gust of air.

She was in her bathtub, soaking in warm, black water and shrouded in steam. Silver orbs dotted the water, glinting when she looked closer, so instead of looking, Lex closed her eyes. She could hear waves lapping at a shoreline she’d probably never see, and soft padding footsteps. Like a cat, a big cat. Lex pulled her eyes open, turning her head towards the sound.

A woman appeared, at least, she seemed to be a woman. She was an obsidian Venus, voluptuous and gleaming. The world seemed to bend around her, pulling the stars above to her head like a crown and the night blue sky wrapping around her like a second skin and rich earthen soil guiding her feet along. Or maybe she was the world, or at least the night. Silver starlight dotted the darkness of her form like moles and her face was all too brilliant and beautiful that Lex had to blink and blink and blink to actually get a sense of what her face looked like at all. She didn’t get much.

The black Venus leaned into Lex’s space, resting her face so closely to Lex that she could feel her slow, measured breaths in time with the waves crashing on that unseen shore.

“Advocate, your God would like to speak to you…” She didn’t so much say the words as she breathed them out. Her lips barely moved but Lex could feel the woman’s words drifting through her ears. Before Lex could marvel at the woman any longer, she was gone.

The sounds of the waves was abruptly replaced by howling winds and heat. Blinking, Lex looked around and found miles and miles of sand. Perfect dunes of blood red sand. She sank deeper into the tub, the water cool enough to anchor her in this heat. Before she knew it, the sounds of the windy desert were lulling her into a calm she’d never felt before.

“So you’re the Advocate my family is so excited about.” Lex jumped, sitting upright so fast that the inky black water sloshed over the tub and sizzled on the sand. She could hear footprints in the sand, circling the tub, but when she glanced to her left and right, there was only desert air. “Not very talkative, but I suppose I can see the appeal.”

Lex wrinkled her brow and opened her mouth to say…something, but between once breathe and the next, a man appeared at the foot of the tub, brown arms crossed and smirking.

“What the fuck!” The man kissed his teeth, brows lifted in surprise and maybe a hint of mirth. Lex didn’t know the…whatever this guy was well enough to figure it out. She did know however, that she was naked in this tub.

“Hmm, I would have thought you’d have better manners considering my cousin picked you out.”

“You’re one to talk about manners.” Lex leaned forward in the tub, shifting to her knees and exposing her back instead of her chest. “Who the hell are you?”

“You really can’t guess?” The man seemed annoyed by this and continued on as though this entire conversation was a chore. “I’m Ertumke, and you’re my Advocate.”

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“What did you say he looked like again?”

“Ruby!” Lex had been explaining her dream to Ruby all morning. Ruby had clearly been listening selectively.

“What? He sounds hot.”

“This is not helping.” And it wasn’t. It really really wasn’t, especially because after her dream, Lex woke up…wet, like she’d been dumped from the tub in her dreams right onto her bed. “He said his name is Ertumke and he seems like an asshole. Have you studied any gods like that?” Ruby snorted and rolled her eyes.

“Plenty.” Lex groaned. “He really didn’t say anything else? Nothing about your quest—” At Lex’s withering look Ruby stopped short. “I mean your…mission?”

“He told me his name like it was supposed to mean something, leered at me in the tub and condescended to me so hard I thought about breaking his nose.” I woke up before I could make that happen, but my annoyance lingered.

“Yikes.”

“On the off chance that this is actually happening and I just met a god in my dreams,” Lex huffed “I want it on record that I do not plan on helping him at all. I never agreed to be an Advocate and I sure as shit ain’t helping that dickhead.” Ruby winced like the dickhead in question could hear me, but nodded.

“That’s fair, but honestly…You’re gonna be hard pressed to find a god that isn’t an asshole if my nearly finished mythology degree is anything to go off of.” Lex groaned again.

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Lex couldn’t focus. She’d been at the campus’s largest library for three hours, and all she’d accomplished was color coding her notes. She hadn’t read a word of them. All she could think about was that dream. That stupid, weird, distracting dream. Well, she also couldn’t stop thinking about the text Ruby had sent her with a link to…well she didn’t quite know what the link was for yet, but Ruby’s message had made it clear that it was about the god from her dreams and Lex was trying to establish boundaries about this. Specifically boundaries that would encourage her to write the last few days off to exhaustion and go back to her super, super normal life.

It wasn’t working.

After another 15 minutes of staring at her computer screen, she caved and clicked the link. Oh great, while lex was doing everything she could to forget about the god in her dreams, Ruby had pulled everything she knew about the god in her dreams and delivered it to her in a very organized, perfectly color coded google doc. Perfect.

Ruby might be the most vocal in the necessity of taking a break from studying, but when it came to her work, she was nothing if not thorough. The document itself was about 30 pages with a hefty table of contents, blue links dotting the pages and a bibliography to boot. I recognized some of the books she’d cited because they were often strewn about our dorm. Ruby was not messing around on this. To start, I skipped straight to the section about the ‘Advocate Tradition’, Ruby clearly wanted me to start with the gods themselves, but I couldn’t, didn’t want to think about that. Not yet.

“The gods are not particularly known to be fair to mortals, but amongst their own kind, they make an effort. No god truly wants to see the ichor of another dripping down the hilt of their incabuka, no matter the strength of their anger. To prevent this, and any loss of godly life, the Elders created a system of judgement. A trial of sorts, more of a tribunal would be held against the offending party. They would be required to stand in front of the elders and hear of the grievances of the gods, but they would not be permitted to speak, the gods are persuasive, even to their own kind, and so the Elders decided that an Advocate, a mortal must be the mouth of the god on trial. It was only fair, mortals may be able to sway one another with pretty words, but a mortal mouth can’t do much against a group of gods and certainly not the Elders. No, this was fair, putting the life of an accused god in the hands of a mortal the Elders thought. Very fair. ” — African Gods and Legends, p.72, 1978, Zuri Kahandu

Lex sighed and cracked open a new tab.

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From what Lex could find, the God Ertumke was totally a dick. He had been given his dominion over Predator and Prey to curb his trickery. Trickery that apparently got his cousin cut in half (the effect easily reversed with a spell from the Queen Mother, whoever that is), flooded an entire country with snakes stolen from another (not easily reversed, but part of his punishment was to cull the population in their new country) and even stopped the birth of new lambs for a decade after being offended by a mortal daring to question his power.

Total dick.

Still, Lex had to admit she was curious. What could he possibly have done now that warranted a trial if none of his previous stunts had?

“Oh good, you’re still here!” Ruby plopped into the chair across from her, slightly sweaty but managing to look glowy. She tossed a book into Lex’s arms, and the colorful tabs on the side flashed in the library light. “I brought you some reading.” Lex turned over the book, noting the gilded symbols on the cover and a title in a language she couldn’t read.

“Um…thanks?”

“It’s about Ertumke, or well, his pantheon of gods.” Lex narrowed her eyes at Ruby and she raised her hands placatingly. “I know you said you wouldn’t be his Advocate, this is just incase you change your mind.” Lex’s shoulder’s dropped with a sigh. She still wasn’t sure about any of this, but something pushed her to keep learning. She’d tried to stop it after the whole ‘goddess in our living room’ crap because she knew an obsession when she saw one, and Lex simply did not have time for a new obsession.

“Can you give me the Cliff’s Notes?” Ruby squealed so loud that the librarian left her desk to give them a dirty look.

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Night fell over campus like a blanket, tucking the smarter students in and allowing the careless partygoers to don it like a cape. Lex and Ruby arrived at their place laden with gas station snacks, entirely too much fried chicken for two people and melted brains. They’d spent hours pouring over the book Ruby had brought, the websites Lex had found, and a few more reference books from the library. Lex had come to the conclusion that the gods, in all their omnipotence, were actually absolutely ridiculous and lowkey too sensitive to have all that power.

She and Ruby were cackling about how Gods reacted to “slights” from mortals as they pushed through the door and dropped everything onto the coffee table in front of the couch.

“And the god…what’s his name? W’Kamte? When he built a giant anthill on the home of some human who said ants weren’t as cool as snakes. I mean come on, could you be more ridiculous?” The girls fell back onto the couch, giggling.

“I agree, W’Kamte always has had a flair for the weird.” Breathless, the girls looked at each other. The voice that had shared that tidbit wasn’t theirs. It was light, with a musical lilt. Lex might even call it playful and Ruby definitely would. The two sat in silence for a moment, and between one breath and the next a golden figure shimmered into existence. And then another. And another.

“Do you see three golden figures in our living room?” Ruby whispered to Lex.

“Unfortunately.” The first figure laughed like a song, and for a moment Lex wondered if this is what every church choir in existence had tried to replicate. A soft and melodious sound that swept you away for just a moment, making you think you’d heard just a bit of heaven in those notes.

“I like you! Mother, you chose well for Ertumke.” The second figure looked more familiar now, taller than the first and exuding some sort of energy that made you want to ask for motherly advice. The figure only nodded towards Lex as the first figure hopped, literally hopped in front of Lex.

For all Lex didn’t want to believe this was happening, she felt the heat coming from the figure as it leaned into her face. Her eyes burned as she tried to keep her eyes on the figure invading her space, blinking rapidly when the figure finally leaned back with a sigh.

“You don’t have to believe in us to be an Advocate.” The figure said this casually, and it brought Lex up short. “We still need you. My cousin, he needs you.” There was something in the figure’s voice now. On any mortal, Lex supposed it would sound like pleading, but in the mouth of this god, it was imploring.

“From what I’ve read, your cousin is a dick.” The third figure, taller than the rest, snorted. The sound was deep and tiredly amused. The first figure nodded and waved an arm.

“Be that as it may, he needs an Advocate. He needs you.” Lex looked to Ruby for some kind of confirmation that what was happening right now was crazy. Ruby’s gaze was locked on the golden figures in the room. “My cousin is not particularly noble, or honorable, or moral by the standards of a mortal, but he is loyal. He has defended my family, our lands, and the lands of his allies for millennia. He is unwavering in his fealty and he deserves the same from us.” The second figure nodded again, though begrudgingly this time. The third figure took a step towards me before speaking.

“Ertumke is being blamed for a crime even the Elders will not explain.” The figure paused for a breath, though Lex had the sneaking suspicion that he didn’t need it. “That alone is concerning, but considering the rest of the…upsets happening in our realm, this case, Ertumke’s need for an Advocate…It’s…worrisome. I do not like to see my cousin in chains and I do not trust the Elders to pass judgement, not now. Not—” Before the figure could finish, the lights in the room blinked into darkness. The figures no longer glowed gold, but flickered to a steaming silver. Lex didn’t dare breathe, but she had a feeling she wouldn’t find air in the room if she tried.

The second figure put a hand over the third’s arm. Restraining him? Soothing him? Lex couldn’t decide and let the thought drop as the second figure spoke.

“Watch how you speak of the Elders my son. Remember that they are the makers of our world. Of us.” And with those words our light flicked back on. The silver figures burned gold again and a wave of unrelenting heat rolled over the room. Only for a minute, but enough for Lex to know that the Elders were not to be fucked with.

“I’m sure you know by now that we cannot reveal our true identities to you, but we can help you, should you chose to become Ertumke’s Advocate.” The second figure said this calmly, but Lex could see the tension in the figure’s shoulders. In fact, she could feel the tension sloughing off of all the figures like a slow avalanche. It hit her then, that this was real. Mass hallucinations and sleep deprivation couldn’t create a tension this palpable. Ertumke’s family clearly loved him, knew he was deserving of that love, and now…now they were going to the mat for him. And Lex was their secret weapon. Oh God. Gods? Shit. Lex released a sigh before she spoke.

“Tell me everything you can.” And they did. They told her about the worst things Ertumke has done, the murders and the creations he’s borne. They told her about the battles breaking out in their realm, spreading like a sticky spiders web. They told her about the Godsickness that appeared, leaving the strongest of their pantheon leaking ichor and magic and power. They told her about the worst of it, and then they left. Faded into mist leaving Lex and Ruby to blink the gold out of their eyes. The two girls sat in silence as the moon rose and fell, and when they finally breathed in the reality of their apartment air, cold fried chicken and the strong honeyed scent left by those golden gods they turned to each other.

“You know, the leasing agent should have told us that this apartment was a beacon for Gods.”

“Ruby!” Lex tried to sound indignant, but she couldn’t stop the laughter that bubbled up, and if it was a little hysterical, Ruby wasn’t the type to judge.

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A/N: Let’s all pretend I didn’t leave this story alone for two years. Cool? Great! I hope y'all are doing well! Life punched me in the face, helped me back up and then dropkicked me and I didn’t have the capacity to write.

My goal is to finish this story before the end of the year, so if you’re still reading this, thanks for sticking around and I hope to give you an ending you’ll love!

As I said before, I’ve had this idea rolling around in my head for a year and some change now (I think), and I was inspired by Champion by killmongersgurl.

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Let me know if you’d like to be added or taken off the taglist :)

Taglist: @princessstevens @muse-of-mbaku @k-michaelis@queenamaniii@dreadedphilosphy@killmongurl@thelovelyliterary@elaindeereads @thedom223 @muse-of-mbaku@bidibidibombaclaat@panthergoddessbast @writingmarvellousimagines@someareblindtoitsbeauty@jozigrrl@iamrheaspeaks @purple-apricots@thadelightfulone@janelledarling @killmongersgurl

#the advocate #God AU #my writing #mine #black panther #black panther fic #bpfic #Erik Killmonger #erik killmonger fic #erik stevens x black!OC

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soapgraves · 2 months

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some things you dont expect to filter out.

#i forgot abo was a thing #and it was vashwood #day ruined!!#joking #at least it was just a coffee shop au #asides from the abo stuff at least #steven universe is spiraling #eriks is erratic

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tom-whore-dleston · 25 days

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jordan turns 25

hey siri, play my birthday playlist...

hello and welcome to my online 25th birthday party!! I hope you all got your dancing shoes on bc we're gonna party like it's 1999 iykyk xD we all know how much I love to party, but even the life of the party has to lay down some rules. Please click the keep reading button for more party information:

House Rules

This is an adults only party! You must show some indication that you are 18+

Any minors, blank blogs, ageless blogs will be blocked

You are welcome to participate in multiple party activities but please send one ask at a time

The party is open to all followers and non-followers ❤️ again, as long as you are 18+

Please do not send requests regarding the following:

non-con, smut with minors (all parties will be aged up), pregnancy/baby/child fics, a/b/o, bathroom kinks, incest, step-cest, foot fetish.

Please be patient with your response. I cannot guarantee I will respond in a timely manner however I can do my best.

The party begins April 4th (my official birth date) and ends April 30th

Party Activities

Social Hour: ask me anything about me and my life on/off tumblr

BYOB: share one of your creations (fanfic, art, moodboard, gif, playlist, original writing) and I will share your amazing talents with others

Party Games: cym, fmk, wyr, smash or pass (with any hottie not listed)

Arts and Crafts: select a hottie + scenario/AU/trope/prompt** and I will make a playlist/moodboard/fic (please specify the creation you are requesting)

see prompts tag for ideas/inspo; please indicate the post the prompt is from

VIP Access: mutuals only! send me your fave hottie (doesn’t need to be on list) and I will create a ship moodboard based on how I imagine your relationship with them

RSVP'd Hotties

Marvel: Loki Laufeyson, Xu Shang-Chi, Frank Castle, Peter Parker (any variant), Wanda Maximoff, Erik Kilmonger, Scott Lang, Thor Odinson, Sersi, Thena, Sam Wilson, Pietro Maximoff (Age of Ultron), Joaquin Torres, Bucky Barnes, Marc Spector/Steven Grant/Jake Lockley, Layla El Faouly, Adam Warlock, Gamora, Kate Bishop

DC: Harley Quinn, Pamela Isley, Jaime Reyes

Star Wars: Din Djarin, Anakin Skywalker, Poe Dameron

The Bear: Carmy Berzatto, Luca

Bridgerton: Anthony Bridgerton, Benedict Bridgerton, Colin Bridgerton, King George

Misc: stereotypical!Barbie (Barbie 2023), Tangerine (Bullet Train), Joel Miller (The Last of Us), Soldier Boy (The Boys)

RPF: Harry Styles, Jensen Ackles, Will Poulter, Danny Ramirez

Early Bird Invite tags

@inklore @psychedelic-ink @fluffyprettykitty @buckets-and-trees @witchywithwhiskey @mothdruid @mochie85 @navybrat817 @jobean12-blog @vonalyn @goldylions @wintersoldierdarling @wint3r-h3art @buckybleu @blackbat05 @neganwifey25-blog @give-me-a-moose @yummymatcha @ozarkthedog @hollandparkersx @mrs-illyrian-baby @jen-with-a-pen @late-to-the-party-81 @little-diable @undutchable11 @littlestatesman @tonystarksfavoritedaughter

#jordan is 25 celebration 🍰#sleepover 🌚🌝#marvel x reader #dc x reader #star wars x reader #the bear x reader #bridgerton x reader #barbie x reader #bullet train x reader #the last of us x reader #the boys x reader

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princessmisery666 · 1 year

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Daily Mixes Challenge - 2K follower celebration

I wasn't sure about doing a follower celebration as I'm quite sporadic with posting but I just surpassed 2K followers, I will be celebrating my birthday in May (the same day as Sam Winchester), and my blog will be turning 3 and I wanted to celebrate.

A multi-fandom challenge with no end date for sign ups or posting entries.

Music inspires me in my day to day life and as I have progressive hearing loss I listen to A LOT of music. I want to consume as much as I can before I can’t do it any more.

So my challenge is this: send me an ASK picking one of the below categories:

Daily Mix 1

Daily Mix 2

Daily Mix 3

Daily Mix 4

Daily Mix 5

Daily Mix 6

Pop

R&B

Hip Hop

Dance

Rock

Metal

2010s

2000s

90s

80s

Chill

Happy

Upbeat

Romantic

Moody

I will hit shuffle on the corresponding Spotify playlist and give you the first song that plays. You then have to write a fic or create a mood board, aesthetic or piece of art based on that song or the feelings it gives you.

More Info below the cut.

I will make sure no one gets the same song.

For anyone who doesn’t use Spotify, it creates “made for you” playlists that are personalised to your tastes and they change from day to day. It changes DAILY, so I don’t know what song you could get. I listen to anything from cheesy pop to hardcore rock.

Info & Guidelines - cause no one likes rules:

Fandoms I’m interested in but you can write for any fandom you wish. Supernatural, Marvel, Top Gun: Maverick, DC, Shadow & Bone, The Witcher, Outer Banks, Yellowstone-verse, Sons Of Anarchy. And probably more feel free to ask.

Bonus points for: Sam Winchester/Jared Padalecki, Sam Wilson/Anthony Mackie, Erik ‘Kilmonger’ Stevens/Michael B Jordan, and Geralt/Henry Cavill.

MARVEL NOTE: I won’t read Tony Stark fics. He can be a supporting character but I won’t read anything that is centred around him. Sorry. I have a reason for this that I’m happy to discuss but it’s a bit dark and this is supposed to be fun.😉

Feel free to combine this with any other bingos/challenges you are partaking in if they allow the same.

Can be fluff, smut, angst, kinks, crack, A/B/O, AU’s whatever floats your boat. Dark themes welcome.

Any and ALL trigger warnings must be highlighted. I’ll step out of my comfort zone and read anything - except Tony Stark, paedophilia, necrophilia and scat play (don’t look it up).

Any and all ships welcome.

Can be reader insert, 1st/3rd person, OC or character’s POV. Whatever you prefer.

Fics can be any length, but PLEASE use a ‘keep reading’ line for long posts or fics over 500 words.

If the song you get doesn’t spark any inspiration, there’s no pressure to do it, and feel free to ask for another.

Can request as many songs as you want.

You don’t have to be following me.

No end date for requests

No due date for entries.

Use the tag #666DailyMix so I can find it and don’t forget to tag me in your work.

Would appreciate a reblog for a signal boost

I will reblog all entries

I will create a master list and update whenever there is a new submission

#666DailyMix #music #music asks #music challenge #follower celebration #signal boost #music is life #music is my drug of choice #supernatural #top gun maverick #marvel #DC #The Witcher #fanfic #fiction #aesthetic #moodboards #anything goods #all fandoms

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simplysummers · 10 months

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What songs make you think of your faves?

Ooo this is difficult because my brain is basically a big jumbled mess of songs and story/character relations, and I haven’t made a proper character playlist in a while, but I’ll do my best!!

These are just for my current or very recent faves, and the songs are just the ones I know off the top of my head have correlation in my head.

Alex Summers:

- X Men

These are on vibes alone, not as much storyline

I Saw Her Standing There - The Beatles

Leaving On A Jet Plane - John Denver

Don’t Stop Me Now - Queen

I Know Places - Taylor Swift (shut up I know 😭)

Cough Syrup - Young the Giant

I’ll Stand By You - The Pretenders (this one is specifically a Charles and Alex father-son esque song.)

Monster - Caissie Levy

No Surrender - Bruce Springsteen

Teenagers - My Chemical Romance

The Way I Loved You - Taylor Swift

We Built This City - Starship

Iris - The GooGoo Dolls

I have a lot more on hc based storylines but I haven’t introduced that version of Alex to the public very much yet.

Shout out to You Belong With Me as that makes me think of Alex simply because of Lucas Till, and You Are My Sunshine for being the main plot point in my first Alex fic.

Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr:

- X Men

Andante, Andante - ABBA (Mamma Mia version) (CE)

As If We Never Said Goodbye - Barbra Streisand (C)

Can’t Fight This Feeling - REO Speedwagon (CE)

Confrontation - Jekyll and Hyde (mostly E but could be CE depending on the AU)

Dos Oruguitas- Sebastián Yatra (CE)

Evermore - Dan Stevens (CE)

From Now On - The Greatest Showman (C)

History Has Its Eyes On You - Hamilton (E)

How To Save A Life - The Fray (E/CE)

If This Was A Movie - Taylor Swift (CE)

Just A Man - EPIC: the Troy saga (E)

Knowing Me, Knowing You - ABBA (CE)

Make You Feel My Love - Sleeping at Last (CE)

On My Own - Samantha Barks (C)

Our Last Summer - ABBA (Mamma Mia version) (CE)

Pieces - Ella Henderson (CE)

Slipping Through My Fingers - ABBA (Mamma Mia version) (C)

Somebody That I Used To Know - Gotye (CE)

To Sir, With Love - Lulu (C)

Treacherous - Taylor Swift (CE)

Turning Tables - Adele (CE)

Wild Uncharted Waters - Jonah Hauer-King (CE)

Writing’s On The Wall - Sam Smith (E/CE)

Sebastian Smythe:

- Glee

Some of these will be KB labelled

All You Wanna Do - Aimie Atkinson/SIX

Applause - Lady Gaga

Bad Reputation - Joan Jett

Bad Blood - Taylor Swift

Bejewelled - Taylor Swift

Blackbird - Beatles

A Boy Like That - West Side Story (KB)

Candyman - Christina Aguilera

Crazy What Love Can Do - Ella Henderson + more (KB)

Delicate - Taylor Swift

Gee Officer Krupke - West Side Story

Glad You Came - GCV

How To Be A Heartbreaker - Marina and the Diamonds

I Never Dreamed Someone Like You - Katie Irving (KB)

I See The Light - Tangled

I Want You Back - GCV (KB)

King Of My Heart - Taylor Swift (KB)

Make Me Feel - Janelle Monráe

Paris - Taylor Swift (KB)

Shut Up And Drive - Rihanna

Speak Now - Taylor Swift (KB + B)

Patricia Thornton:

- MacGyver

I don’t think you people understand the chokehold she has on me. She’s barely in the show and yet she has me by the neck with those manicured fingers.

Literally so many songs from Reputation by Taylor Swift

Ready For It?

I Did Something Bad (this one is the most Thornton song that’s ever written)

Don’t Blame Me

Delicate

Look What You Made Me Do

Getaway Car

Dancing With Our Hands Tied

This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things

Okay other than Reputation:

No Body, No Crime - Taylor Swift

Rabbit Heart - Florence + the Machine

Skyfall - Adele

Thumbs - Sabrina Carpenter

Trust In Me - Scarlett Johansson

Yours - Ella Henderson

AHS: James March and Kit Walker:

- Asylum + Hotel

No don’t worry I don’t ship these two. They’re just the only characters I care about besides Sister Jude.

Until I Found Her - Stephen Sanchez (KW)

Insane - Black Gryph0n & Baasik (JPM)

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agerefandom · 10 months

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Fanfiction Masterpost

In the current absence of AO3, may I remind everyone that my fanfictions are accessible on tumblr? ;p

If you'd like a full list of my writing, including both headcanons and fanfictions, my story page is accessible on desktop but I think some mobile users may have trouble accessing it! So here's a mobile-friendly version of my fanfictions.

Animaniacs Yakko To The Rescue: big brother!Yakko with regressor!reader

Avatar:The Last Airbender Flourishing in Sunlight: cg!Zuko and regressor!Katara, post-canon

Be More Chill Safety In Numbers: regressor!Rich, worried Jeremy

Boku No Hero Academia Sound and Silence: domestic regressor!Aizawa and cg!HizashiSomething Wrong: regressor!Katsuki gets cornered by Izuku and doesn’t react well (heavy fic) Class Outing: Izuku regresses while at the mall with Class 1A

Calvin and Hobbes Old Friends: regressor!Calvin with Hobbes

Critical Role (C2) Books and Pigments: regressor!Jester and regressor!Caleb playdate Picking Up The Pieces: struggling regressor!Caleb and helpful Caduceus Through Anything: regressor!Beau and Jester, doing Yasha’s hair

Death Note Restrained: Classification!AU with regressor!Light struggling in confinement

Doctor Who The TARDIS Playroom: regressor!Thirteenth Doctor and an unexpected Graham

Good Omens Evenings Of Eternity: regressor!Crowley, cg!Aziraphale (chapter two) Mornings and Knights: sequel to the above story

Harry Potter What Family Is: regressor!reader and their cgs, Remus and Sirius Golden Slumbers: regressor!reader, big brother!Harry Potter, and cg!Fred Weasley (cglre terminology)

Hazbin Hotel Angels At The Window: regressor!Reader and caregivers!Vaggie and Charlie

Hetalia Bedtime Tears: Human AU, regressor!Italy with cg!Japan&Germany

Homestuck Cupcakes and Moms: regressor!Dave and his mom Roxy >Dirk: Regress: self-indulgent Dirk regression Big Brother, Little Brother: regressor!Dave and regressor!Dirk, regressing together for the first time, cg!Roxy and John. Simple Days: minific with regressor!June and cg!Rose

The Magnus Archives Song of the Hive: regressor!Jane Prentiss horror story

Marvel Quiet Days: cg!Natasha and regressor!reader drabble Kitchen Friends: regressor!reader (he/him) and cg!Bucky/Steve

Les Miserables Calling You Home: regressor!Enjolras and caregiver!Grantaire

Minecraft It Takes A Village: regressor!reader in a minecraft world, ft. cg!villagers and curious enderman

Natasha, Pierre, and the Great Comet of 1812 Natasha is Young: regressor!Natasha and cg!Helene

Night In The Woods Shapes and Friends: regressor!Mae with Gregg and Angus

Ouran High School Host Club To Weather The Storm: Tamaki finds out that Haruhi regresses (cglre terminology) Taking Care of Mori: regressor!Mori and cg!Hunny, ft. observant!Haruhi Fancy Tuna and Frantic Texts: regressor!Haruhi, cgs Tamaki and Kyoya (cglre terminology)

Pinky and the Brain The Joy of Theatre: Pinky puts on a play, Brain indulges him All The Great Men: Brain is having a hard day: Pinky does his best to help Yakko To The Rescue: regressor!reader and their big brother Yakko

Phantom of the Opera Forever More: regressor!Erik and cg!Christine, established dynamic

Resident Evil VIII Only Heaven I’ll Be Sent To: regressor!reader (she/her) and cg!Dimitrescu (cglre terminology)

Sanders Sides Just Plane Overwhelmed: regressor!Virgil and cg!Patton on a stressful plane ride The Playtime Solution: regressor!Logan needs a break, cg!Patton To The Moon And Back: regressor!Logan, cg!Roman

Steven Universe Safe and Sound: regressor!Steven tries to stop regressing, cg!Crystal Gems (also rewritten here with transfem Steven going by Stephanie) system/REGRESS.Steven: a rewrite of the Spinel fight, the rejeuvenator works on Steven and Amethyst is the one who has to collect all her regressed friends

Twilight Cold Palms, Warm Words: regressor!reader with cg!Alice and Jasper Sugar Sweet: baby-regressor!reader with established cg!Alice and Jasper The Doctor’s Office: regressor!reader with cg!Carlisle Home Sweet Home: Carlisle and Esme as parents, the other Cullens as regressors with varied age ranges Baby Steps: regressor!Bella with caregiver!Charlie (cw depression)

Undertale A Story For Sans: regressor!Sans is exhausted, and Papyrus is worried Sweet Pea and Papyrus: cg!Papyrus and a regressor!reader who’s had a bad day

#masterpost #agere fanfiction #long post #my writing #fandom agere #misc fandoms #links

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hearteyes-for-killmonger · 2 years

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Blindfold Me

It's the SP00KY SZN and in honor of my good good Judy @nahimjustfeelingit-writes we're gonna kick this Kinktober off right. PRE-GAME! Shout out to the twin @theegoldenchild

Stay kinky 💦👻 Part 2 HERE

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Pairing: Erik x Reader

Tags: Smut, Sensation Play, Nipple Play, Helplessness

Only in the dark and comfort of your bedroom can you feel comfortable watching and masturbating to questionable hentai though it’s on mute. Erik is sleeping beside you and you blame Ash, your bestie for flooding the groupchat with gifs and links to her favorites. Curiosity has you watching an anime girl with a fat oily ass get rawed on a bus seat by the busdriver on her back with her legs in the air, then doggystyle as she holds onto the back of the seat. She sucks her juices off his dick, him pushing into her mouth with her glowy asscheeks pressing against the window.

Even though the driver is ugly, you imagine your man’s face on him and you’re the one getting your bare asscheeks pressed against the glass for everyone outside to see as he uses your throat. In your fantasy, your wetness coats his hard throbbing dick like it coats your fingers and your nearly silent Lilo Soraya vibrator. You look over at him in a deep sleep beside you on his side, facing away. You don’t want to wake him up by moaning or moving too much since this is your private time to enjoy your more private kinks, but both the video and the vibrator are doing what they’re meant to do. You close your eyes briefly and look back at your screen. Fantasy Erik is thrusting inside you so deep that only his nuts are left out and you’re bouncing so hard on his thick veiny dick taking all of him. Your titties bounce like in the anime and his cum is warm inside you, seeping down your thighs and dripping from your pussy.

The vibrator has you dampening the seat of your panties and making a small wet spot on your side of the sheet. You turn over on your stomach and go to the next link watching a girl with large gravity defying jello knockers get abducted into a public shower by a faceless man who gets her alone and holds her down forcing her to recieve oral until she squirts everywhere over him and herself, panting with her release. It’s so bad, but he’s so dominant and it looks like it feels good. You almost moan with her, but remember Erik is asleep beside you. Only in a hentai does this shit happen which is definitely for the best, but now you’re cumming on your wet panties and pruney fingers and wetting up your sheet even more. One more video..

“Nasty lil bitch,” he mumbles. Immediately you look over and switch the vibrator off, closing the tab, but it’s just him talking in his sleep. He better be dreaming about you.

You wait, watching him in still silence as he breathes in and out. He doesn’t speak again but his breathing gets deeper. What kind of wet dream is he having, you wonder. You wanna see his face. Quietly and carefully you sit up on your knees and lean over his shoulder catching the second he taps the power button on his phone, darkening the screen and hiding his phone under him.

“UH UH! ERIK!” You push at him. He was watching some dark and blurry ass porn, you saw it and it looked like hentai. “GET UP!” Sitting back, you grab a pillow to beat his head with. “What you up looking at, porn?”

Wait. You look up remembering the mirrored ceiling.

“Yeah, same shit you lookin at. I ain’t stopping you, it’s what you like, right?”

“I thought you were sleep,” you gasp, covering your mouth in shock when you can see his eyes in the mirror as clearly as he can see you.

“I know. You like some freaky shit.”

You drop the pillow and think back to all the kinky nasty porn you’ve masturbated to right beside him thinking he was asleep. Whole time he was probably zooming in using the camera and the mirror to spy, even when you’d stopped and closed your tab thinking he’d woken up. Even when you were still and working hard to not moan, he’d been watching and zooming in on your body and your filthy ass screen. Shit you would never show him.

Violation! You hit him with the pillow again and he grabs it, throwing it on the floor. “What sketch ass hentai was that?”

“Whatever, you're so vanilla,” you glare and climb off the bed to hide your face.

“Vanilla?” He sits up watching you snatch up your pillow from the floor and sit the vibrator on your nightstand while you act busy. “Just how hardcore are you ya lil booger?”

“Hmm. Harder than you lil daddy.”

“I’m open-minded,” he says defensively. You smirk. He is. He’s open to a lot, but he’s also shut to a lot, arguably more than he’s open to. Anytime you bring up anal or using toys, for example, he shuts down or it doesn’t turn him on and you’ve wanted to experiment with those things for a while.

“Still vanilla,” you plop back on the bed.

“I have my kinks.”

“Your kinks are straight dick to pussy penetration and getting your dick sucked. That’s about it.”

“You want me to stick my dick in ya ass, I’m not doin it.”

“You don’t have to, that’s not even what I was-” You sigh, calming yourself. Why are you even explaining yourself?

“I do have kinks, I just don’t tell you.. But I have fantasies about fucking in public where we could get caught. I would fuck you in a bus.. Or in the parking lot or in the movie theater.”

“Really?” You’re starting to picture it, stroking his thick hard cock as you’re side by side in a dark theater surrounded by unsuspecting people who’re paying attention to the movie, not your hand sliding up and down his length. “I’d like that..”

“I’m horny right now,” he announces. “My dick is hard as fuck, come ride it and let me suck your titties.”

“Oh you ain’t said nothing,” you chuckle leaning back to throw your leg over his head and bring it down on the other side of him, sliding into his lap. He grabs your hips and puts you where he wants you to sit, holding onto you while you get stable on your knees.

“I believe you mean, yes daddy.”

You pull your wet panties to the side and guide him into your already wet and pulsing pussy grinding your hips in a circle to get the full sweet feeling of this dick touching every wall. “Yes daddy,” you moan, bouncing your full weight on his lap up and down with him sandwiching himself between your boobs and hugging them to the sides of his face. He sticks his tongue to your chest between them and motorboats, coming out to squeeze them together and pepper kisses on your areolas. “Mm, keep sucking em.” You hold his head as he alternates sucking your nipples while you grind, getting clit and nipple stimulation with penetration all at once.

“I love your titties,” he says between brief sucks that you feel in your clit. "Your titties so pretty." You’re squeezing him and grinding in circles, panting in his ear that you're about to cum. “Go 'head, cum on my dick.”

“Uhn, yes daddy,” you moan doing just that while he thrusts up so you don’t stop cumming. He pulls your hips thrusting deeper inside. “This some good dick baby,” you sigh feeling it touch your soul. “Oh god..”

“Cum, but don't stop fuckin me.”

“Yes daddy,” you breathe into his neck feeling his grip on your your hips, there to ensure you don't stop. "Fuck me," you moan grinding desperately and already on the edge again.

He rolls you over to get on top with his elbows at your ears and your thighs parted wide letting him deep.

"Fuck me, daddy please," you pant covering your sensitive clit while his dick glides in and out of your sloppy hole. You love that it's so wet and covered in your juices. You like watching it go in and out and feeling it slide deep inside as your toes curl.

He loves eye contact so you look back up into his lust-filled eyes. Your arms latch around his neck and he dives down kissing you open-mouthed, your tongue in his mouth and his in yours while he delivers his signature deep strokes.

"Cum," he whispers into your mouth, licking and sucking your tongue while you pant on the edge once more. It's him squeezing your titty and pinching your nipple that sends you over. "Good girl.. guess vanilla ain't so bad huh?"

"Goodbye," you laugh still in your after glow. "It never was bad," you sigh staring at him through the mirror above. "Sometimes I'd like to try new things though."

"And we will.. who knows I might kidnap you and drag you to a motel.. fuck you till you cry. You like that?" He finger enters your pussy and you clench pressing your knees together. "You nasty little slut," he sings in a higher pitch rubbing your sensitive clit. "You really want me to kidnap you? What would you do?"

"Whatever you want," you writhe. "I'll do anything," you moan, letting out another orgasm.

"Suck my dick right now. Make me nut on them pretty titties."

That was last night's activities, two nights before Halloween.

As a natural early riser, Erik wakes up bright and early some Sunday mornings to mow the lawn and rake leaves if they need raking. He may wash or detail the car, anything really, but that's his personal time. Today it's the lawn. Tthe sound of the riding lawnmower wakes you up giving you time to shower, change the sheets, make a quick breakfast for two, and clean your vibrator.

The two of you then go your individual ways for a few hours until lunch where you meet up at Cheesecake Factory around 2 PM, leaving your purse behind on the floor of your locked Volvo. He already has a table in front of the window with bread and your drink, having ordered it and your food for you.

"It's drizzling," you say sitting across from him and adjusting your seat. You can't really see it through the glass. "How are you? How you doing?"

"You wouldn't believe my day today," he starts in. "So first, I'm on my way to Lowes when this truck merges and almost hits my car just to speed and cut me off."

"Wow!"

"So then I see them turn on my exit and I'm still behind them. We both get to Lowe's and they fuckin wreck in the parking lot. They hit this other car, I saw it and braked and because of the petty nigga I am, I parked and gave the other car my contact. Afterall, I did see the whole thing."

"And you got a fiance whose dad is a lawyer."

"That's what I told him."

"Well I hit the post office to mail some things for my granny and student loans.. filled my tank.. Then I went in the Spirit of Halloween to look around." You tap your nails together with an impish grin. "I got the fake blood but idk if I should use it."

His friend Meech is hosting an adult Halloween party tonight and you've been itching to go since you heard of it in early September. You and Erik already have costumes. You're Akasha Queen of the Damned and he's Blade.

"I don't think you need the blood if you're doing your makeup."

"I think you're right but also, vampire with no blood??"

"Your call," he sighs as the food comes. For a while you both just eat and chill, then he checks his phone and you check yours.

"I'm excited for tonight," you smile getting his eye contact. "And before I get too fall down drunk to say this, I plan to get you pregnant in your Blade costume."

His brow raises. "It's like that?"

"It's like that, baby."

"You gonna talk that crazy to me when we're at Cheesecake?"

"I don't know what it is, Erik, but it's something about," you hiss, rubbing your hands all over your chest and neck imagining him being rough with need, doing anything he pleases. He's looking at you like he wants to jump across the table and grab you out the seat. You can feel it in your stomach and between your thighs. "I just- It's sexy to me."

"Nasty, nasty bitch," he whispers glancing over your shoulder. "I'll fuck you in the Blade costume long as you keep the Akasha cosplay after tonight."

"Deal," you grin. "Be careful lil daddy, I might just bite if you keep turning me on like this.."

"I'm built for it, baby. Bite me, scratch me.. I can take it," he stares. "Can you?"

"Oo-hoo," you shiver feeling a threat laced in his words. "Getting a lil zesty ain't you? I like it." You sip your drink with your eyes still caught on his, neither of you breaking.

"Told you I have my kinks.. I just don't typically share'em."

"You should, I wanna know. Maybe we could uh.. Do something about it." You bite your lip wondering what possibilities lie ahead and he smirks.

"Ok. Hold that thought."

He slips under the table but it's open and anyone who's looking could see him down there.

"What are you doing," you whisper looking around subtly as his hand goes up your dress.

"Dropped my airpod."

"It's not in there, I swear," you laugh feeling his fingers burrow past your panties to rub your slit. You let your legs open a bit more to give him room to work despite the feeling of eyes on you. "Stop," you whisper, swatting at him. "People are looking."

He pats the ground and climbs back up to his chair, "Found it," he announces.

"You already knew where the clit was," you joke but he still looks like he's feenin.

"Baby I'm a be real right now," he leans in. "I'm horny as fuck and I need you to do something for me. Go wait in the car, I'm a pay and then I'm a come eat ya pussy in the backseat."

"Right now?!"

"Right now, baby. Get up. Go to the car."

You float straight to the door, not passing go. Then you wonder which car he meant, his or yours. Where is he parked?

You hit the extra keyfob on your keychain that's synced to his red BMW and head in the direction of the beep, finding him parked a few rows behind your car, between another red car and a black van. The backseat is clean and inviting. The grass seed and mulch he bought from Lowes must be in his trunk.

You suddenly hear a click and sliding door behind you and a man grabs you, pulling you backwards into the sus black van and closing you in. Nobody saw. You kick, but don't even get to scream because it happens so fast, one masked man muffling your mouth with a cloth in his hand that's clamped over your face. Another is squeezing your arms at your side and restraining you. They ballgag your mouth, put a blindfold on you, and zip tie your wrists behind you. They're silent and don't speak otherwise. It’s eerie, but luckily Erik is smart and tech savvy. He also doesn't play about his woman. He can track your phone and he's coming. He's gonna realize you've been taken and know what to do to find you quickly. They probably think you're alone.

Your job is to delay them for Erik. You struggle knowing you have no chance against two tall muscular men but they hold onto you as the van takes off, driven by a third to a second location approximately ten minutes away. They then pull you from the van, holding you up as you stumble in your heels, blinded. You're sat in and tied roughly to a chair with your hands still behind you as a gloved masculine hand wraps your jaw, you can feel the texture of the softened leather, but what does he want?

"I'll get you my pretty," he growls in your ear going down your spine and into your vagina deep inside. He takes the gag from your mouth.

“Erik, I oughta kill you. You scared the hell outta me! Feel my heart!” He’s laughing but your heart is legit racing. “Is that Meech behind me? Come here Meech so I can–OOH! Can’t stand you niggas!”

“Damn lil booger, you harder than I thought. I thought you’d be whimperin and snottin by now. You ain’t break a sweat.”

“Nah, she struggled but she was a G about it,” says Meech as Erik snickers.

“Uh guh-guh,” you mock. “Untie me now fuckin dickheads. MEECH! I was NICE to you! What the FUCK?!”

“Bye Meech!” Erik grips your thighs. You feel his minty breath on your face. “It's you and me, kid. All alone in a room. What exactly should I do to you?”

"Free my hands real quick, I wanna see somethin.."

"Cute," he pats your head. "Hold that thought."

He walks away briefly and when he comes back you holds something to your nose. You smell it, it smells like Lavender. You love lavender and the fact that he knows that.. one point for him.

He switches the smell. Vanilla. One more point. Your eyes roll in pleasure from the combination, it smells so clean and cozy and good.

He massages a hot liquid that smells like a mix of the Lavender and Vanilla deep into the muscles of your neck and shoulders rubbing out all the tension as if saying to your body 'relaaaax'.

"Mm. More of this," your head rolls, your neck feeling loose. "Oh god yes..Right in there."

Now the wonderful smell is staying with you because it's in your skin and you're feeling relaxed as you can with your hands tied, your waist tied to the chair, and your eyes covered.

You're not mad anymore. In fact, now that you know it's your goofy ah fiance and not some psycho you're a little stimulated by this naughty game. You didn't think he had it in him. "You can take the kink out of the shoulders, but you can't take it out of the girl. I'm still super turned on."

"Because you're a pervert.. But that's okay, I like a nasty, nasty lil slut. Long as you my nasty, nasty lil slut. I'm the only one who can kidnap you."

"You can do more than that."

You flinch the slightest amount when you feel a cold sensation on the side of your neck. It’s wet. It's ice and it slides spreading a chill over your skin wherever he moves it.

You feel his tongue on your neck where the ice was, licking the water droplets. "Let me finish what we started at Cheesecake, I've been craving you. I'm a untie you and I want you to strip for me, but keep the blindfold."

You stand with his help and he unzips the dress helping you so you can remove it. You can do the bra on your own, teasing it off slowly and your panties.

"Put your arms up."

You don't ask, you just do. Your arms are up. He ties your wrists once more and hooks the binding to something that makes it impossible for your arms to drop.

Another cold chunk of wet ice trails over your legs and up your thighs as you pick your leg up flamingo-style. It sounds like he's getting it from his drink or a cup of water. You hear his fingers slosh for the cubes wishing it was you he was fingering. The ice swipes up your spine and you get taller. His gloves are wet and ice cold touching your back. He uses those cold wet gloves to cup your breasts from behind, letting ice melt on both your rapidly hardening nipples as he kisses between your neck and shoulder. They feel frozen and too erect, a feeling that's both uncomfortable, mildly painful, and erotic.

"You smell.. delicious," he whispers. Your thighs squeeze together and you moan when he pinches your overly sensitive nipples, following with a simultaneous lil slap on both tits. You still have goosebumps everywhere.

He moves away and returns with ice in his mouth pushing it into yours when he kisses you, the both of you tonguing it until it melts. A new sensation tickles your bellybutton while his tongue is in your mouth. The soft tickling is then briefly on the side of your neck and inside your ear. You break the kiss hiding your ear on your shoulder. It felt like something crawling but it was Erik. You know it was.

"I don't like that one," you cringe as he teases you with it once more on your leg. He grabs your ankle and pulls up your foot, pulling off your heel just to tickle the bottom on your foot and snicker as you kick trying to make him let go. He knows you're very ticklish. "Stooop," you kick. You can feel it's a feather when he brushes the whole thing across your foot. He tickles the tip of it on your pussy next and you quickly close your thighs.

"Oh," he teases. "Sensitive are we? Let me bring you back down."

His follow-up is the hot liquid that you've determined is oil and you can't be anymore happy with this decision. He massages it into your entire body from your arms and your titties on down, spending extra time on your titties, molding and squeezing. You're still relaxed when he takes a fistful of your hair and gently tugs your head back, his other hand sliding down your stomach to your mound for a pussy massage. It feels so much different with a soft leather glove and you like it.

"Freaky lil slut," he moans. "Just for me though. Right?"

"Yes daddy."

His thick gloved finger slips inside of you. "Good girl."

He pulls that finger and it immediately pushes against your lips which you part to let it in your mouth. His other hand squeezes the sides of your neck with gradual pressure. Your hips roll in the air, your coochie aching for something to grind against. You want his face down there, but you also need him inside. You're starting to feel a little lightheaded, meanwhile his leather coated wet finger rubs, rolls and presses the distinct taste of your arousal on your tongue causing you to salivate. Drool leaks down your chin.

You like the intoxicating flavor and you make it hard for him to take his finger from your vacuum sealed lips. "Delicious," you smirk. He licks your chin collecting the spit and drooling it back into your mouth, sucking it right back off your tongue. can feel his touch on your waist and then your thighs.

He picks up your thigh and does what you've been waiting on, buries his lips into your cavern, moaning and licking you out as you grind his face, eyelids fluttering behind the blindfold. He drags his tongue to suck on your clit and pinches your nipple at the same time while you grind in his face. As you moan with him your muscles pulse with your orgasm. He continues as if you didn't just nut. You can picture his bearded, handsome face sticky with your juices. It's when he looks the sexiest, when he's coated in your fluids. You wish you could see him drowning in them.

When he's had enough you're still craving dick and he stands and wraps both of your legs around his waist supporting your full weight. Providing premium Grade A beef he bounces you up and down on his BBC as he grunts into you like a savage forcing you to cum all over his dick again and again.

"You're making a mess of me, I can't stop cumming," you whine. With wrists bound above all you can do is take it and love it, feeling your pussy stretch and slam on that thick pole.

"I love it when you fuck me like this daddy," you grit taking him with no choice, the thought has you cumming again, whimpering as you unravel in his arms. Meanwhile he sucks on your nipple because it's what he loves to do.

By the time he's satisfied with his orgasm that he loves to withhold to bust on your body, you're a mess. He stands you up and unbinds you, freeing you to sit in the chair to gather yourself, breathe, and remove your blindfold. There he is, face still dewy and beard juicy. You appreciate his dick, so beautiful and covered in you. Your reaction is to pull it to you and suck it, getting your flavor and his mixed in a tantalizing fusion. Your hand swirls on his shaft like your pussy and you replace it with your warm mouth. You swirl and spit and lick watching his dick jerk on its own and swallowing it up into your mouth again. When you rub his balls and do it, he cums again, this time in your mouth and you show it to him before you swallow.

He bends, kissing you open-mouthed once more.

"We still got the Halloween party tonight..," he says turning to find his pants on the bed. You finally look around and peep the location.

"Oh no. Speaking of a trick or treat. This is both, baby, I don't do motels. We can talk about this outside," you point getting up to put your dress back on. He zips you.

"It was just for the act babe."

"Yeaugh," you shiver in paranoia leading the way out and waiting for him to show you to his car so you can get in and relax for real. You fasten your seatbelt and turn down his radio a couple notches. "Did you pack up my food?"

"Yeees," he groans playfully. "Lil gremlin.. It's in the back."

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