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#i am on the fucking ledge.
starry-bi-sky · 1 month
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i have been unmedicated for the entirety of spring break and thus have had little interest in writing this down, but i have been thinking about this for the entire week (as well as a dpdc clone danny au that resulted in it becoming its entirely separate batman au that includes a teenage vigilante bruce wayne, an ocarina, and me entirely incapable of making a batman au without making bruce dirt poor but we're not talking about that) and so i've finally went 'fuck it' and forcibly grabbed my laptop. I will get this done in one sitting even if it kills me.
BUT. This is about neither clone^2 danny nor about who i am calling Ocarina Batman. This is about my Danyal Al Ghul Au and more SPECIFICALLY it's me thinking about his relationship with Sam and Tucker specifically.
Tucker and Sam? Adore this asshole (affectionate) with every fiber of their being. And it is very much a reciprocated feeling, but Danny's thoughts will not be delved into much other than he would kill for them.
Tucker? The only person currently capable of getting a deep, loud, belly laugh out of Danny. Sam can get him to smile and to laugh, but it's the kind that's a chuckle-under-the-breath. The quiet, looks-down-while-huffing laughter. Snorts once with laughter and then grins stupidly.
But Tucker? Tucker can crack a slew of stupid jokes and Danny will be incapacitated for the next five minutes because he's laughing so hard that he can't breath. He lands one well-timed pun or quip and Danny will be close to tears. His laughter is their favorite sound in the whole world.
Sam is lowkey jealous of this ability, and she's gotten a belly laugh out of Danny a few times. But alas, it is Tucker who wields this power and has gotten it the most times out of the two of them.
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They're also both physically affectionate with Danny as much as possible. It started roughly around when they were 12-ish, a year since they befriended Danny, and they noticed that he sought after touch but never seemed to initiate (and was in some ways repulsed by it). They started slowly being more touchy with him. Hooking a finger around his to lead him somewhere, tapping his wrist, looping arms. Little touches, grabs, etc, to get him used to it, and once he started doing it back they started increasing it.
It's gotten to a point where he will now just. Lay on them. Like a lizard sunbathing on a rock. Leaning on their backs when they're sitting in class before the bell rings, his chin on their heads. He'll talk about anything with his arms looped around their shoulders.
If they're sitting on a couch at either of their houses, he'll lay his legs on theirs. Him and Tucker will press their feet against the other's and try and push against them (newsflash: Danny always wins, Tucker claims its the ghost strength but Danny's been winning since before his accident)
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Naturally, both Sam and Tucker know where Danny keeps his weapons on his person, and are allowed to grab them off of him if they need it. His only requirement is that they don't lose his weapons if they take it and forget to return it immediately.
They both understand how big of a thing this is from Danny, and so they do their best to treat his weapons with a lot of respect and care because they know its his way of saying he trusts them.
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Sam and Tucker are so fond of Danny it's insane. Like fr. That's their goddamn best friend, and they are so protective of him. Emotionally, physically, you name it. They will tear the head off a grown man if they need to, Danny's had scars since he arrived in Amity Park and Sam and Tucker both are going to find the person who put them there and make them pay for it.
One time, Tucker overheard a bunch of upperclass girls speaking nastily about Danny and about the rumors surrounding him, calling him names like 'freak', 'monster', etc. Danny was with him and heard it, and seemingly appeared unbothered by it, even telling Tucker that he was used to such rumors.
Tucker was so furious that hacked into the school system later that night and tanked those girls grades. They were kicked out of their clubs and had to go to mandatory tutoring for the rest of the year. He made sure to leave some way of letting them know it was him who did it.
And Sam doesn't like using her money for things, doesn't like abusing that wealth. So instead, whenever her parents talk bad about Danny, she causes a media incident that has her parents scrambling to deal with. She does something wild, outrageous by her parents' standards.
She heard some boys on the basketball team making fun of Danny once, similar to those girls had. She kicks up a fuss about something eco-unfriendly at school and forcibly holds a protest on the same day of the big home basketball game, forcing them to cancel the event and reschedule to a visiting school.
She anonymously donates money so that there's new uniforms for the team but oops! Looks like she "forgot" to donate enough money for them to get uniforms for all the team members, and strangely enough those boys in particular didn't get them! Looks like they'll have to wait until more money gets donated for the basketball team to get their new, nice uniforms. The old ones look so ratty in comparison, right?
And since the football team gets most of the sport money, that might just take awhile. And if (and when) they kick up a fuss? oops! Off the basketball team you go, :) such unsportsman-like behavior is unfit for the team.
(The only good thing about how corrupt the school system is is that she can use it to her advantage too.)
The both of them know that Danny suspects them for the sudden misfortune falling on these people, but he doesn't call them out on it. He's kinder than he used to be, but not kind enough to vouch for people who speak badly of him. Sometimes, he might just congratulate them on not getting caught.
Because Danny is their wonderful, hurt friend with a "slightly" Blue and Orange Moral code, and enough scars that people have been calling him a criminal (and worse) since he arrived in Amity Park when he was ten. And they'll be damned if he gets hurt anymore.
#dpxdc#dp x dc#danny fenton is not the ghost king#dp x dc crossover#dpxdc crossover#dpdc#danyal al ghul#its kinda hard to get my thoughts in order bc i am ✨unmedicated✨ rn BUT#this is the gist of it#i could wax poetic about how much sam and tucker adore danny as their friend but alas. the wax is not waxing. it is stuck to the paper#and i am chipping it off with my nail and its getting stuck under it.#ocarina batman has been in my head since friday someone come sedate me. him and pit fighter batman too. who is ALSO a piss poor teenage#bruce wayne who instead of a vigilante and villains is a PIT FIGHTER. he fights blindfolded thats why he's called the bat#ocarina batman's Look is if you combined punk + assassins creed aesthetic together and then gave it an ocarina#the ocarina is because i thought it'd be cool if its how he and robin communicated across long distances bc they didnt have comms#because they are ✨poor✨ and live in a one room apartment in crime alley.#and also the mental image of him sitting on. rooftop ledge in the rain playing 'song of storms' from LoZ was too fantastic to ignore#like bro imagine hearing that as a criminal. you're off doing shady shit with your gang and in the distance you hear the faint and#haunting melody of an ocarina. two of them in a call and response duet. and its getting closer. and you cannot find where#siren type shit fr fr#look he has the assassins creed hood and a long ass coat that has spikes on the end that when flared out looks like the silhouette of a bat#on fucking GOD i am this 👌 close to finding an artist doing commissions to make this for me. i am frothing at the mouth#he is 17-19 years old with his little brother-son Robin. Logically Robin is Dick but in my heart of hearts the first Robin is Jason#and he has perfected the art of getting his older brother to play songs on the pan flute for him. long pitchy whine on his own ocarina#the familiar childlike 'pleeeaaaaaaase?' and he knows he's won when there is a 10s silence on the other end before his brother plays#a lullaby.#look up 'sailor moon - pan flute (relaxing) on youtube' and when there's the thumbnail of two green skinned aliens with long blue and pink#hair. click on it. THAT is the song Bruce plays.#hhhhhhhhhhh frothing at the mouth over this au sooo fucking badly
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withleeknow · 27 days
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l...l...l...lip ring...?
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quirkle2 · 2 years
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they're in a qpr i said so
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orcelito · 10 months
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KILLING. ME.
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i should be the only one allowed to push people off ledges in bg3
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elliesbelle · 9 months
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lol
#humungous trigger warning for the tags in the post#but i just need to vent somewhere and i don't want people irl to be in my business about this#or to get too worried and all...#tw: mentions of death and weapons and mental illness and suicide and sh-ing and abuse etc.#please feel free to ignore like i said i just need somewhere to vent#anyway i'm just so sick of being alive fr i've been so massively suicidal this past week and i'm so tired#having bpd AND bipolar AND depression AND ptsd and etc....#it really hurts so much#and my personal life is in fucking shambles like i just don't know what to do anymore#i feel so fucking alone all the goddamn time#so many friends don't give a fuck about anymore like they straight up just don't check up on me or anything#and my ex... i just. why can't you be more fucking understanding of what i'm fucking going through because of you#how the fuck did you turn my months-long depressive episode into me not caring about you cause i couldn't open about what i was going thru#i get you were fucking lonely but i was trying not to fucking die i was over here being talked off ledges#and then sending me a voice memo saying that you were lonely and trying to make an effort but i just didn't care about any of it#it's not fucking about you!!!! i didn't even let my own girlfriend or best friend in!!!! that's what fucking mental illness is!!!!!!#you promised that you'd be more understanding about my mental illnesses when we started talking again#what the fuck is this then?#why am i breaking down every time that you ignore me or take forever to text#like... she's gone back to calling me by my name instead of calling me 'baby' like she always has#she hasn't called me by my name since we first started talking it's been literally fucking years#and not saying i love you to me anymore...#and how can you fucking promise to stay in my life and still be my 'friend' and then fucking ignore me and don't answer my text messages#how the fuck am i supposed to feel that you haven't responded to me in over 24 hours but you react to days old ig messages from me#i fucking hate having borderline for fucking real i hate that she's my fp it hurts so fucking much#i feel like a fucking child i can't deal with this#i literally woke up from my sleep at like 3 or 4 am this morning nearly screaming#and then my gf found me on the living room couch crying and cuts all over my arm and a kitchen knife next to me#my left arm has been stinging all day from the fresh wounds#too painful to bandage them at the moment
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whimsicalcotton · 5 months
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more messy brainrot scribbles
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gallawitchxx · 2 years
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✂️ barber!mickey & shaggy!ian ✂️
here's the 10th installment for this week's @galladrabbles prompt: ink by @imikhailotakeyouian
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“Look down for me,” Mickey instructs, and Ian drops his head down towards the floor.
Towards Mickey’s thighs—thick and straining below ink-black denim.
He hears Mickey chuckle softly, and then there’s a facile finger underneath his chin, lifting until their gaze reconnects.
“Eyes only.”
Mickey’s eyes flick to his mouth and Ian thinks he might die right here in the barber shop.
Cause of death: Overwhelming desire to drop to his knees and peel those jeans clean off.
Mickey drags his finger through red stubble.
“I can clean up this scruff, too. If you want.”
Ian nods, “Please.”
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loxare · 5 months
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Every single year at the worst fucking moment the brain weevils attack and make doing anything besides the most mind numbing activities super impossible. My brain feels itchy, and I don't think I should be physically aware of it but I am. I'd really like to be able to write all these lab reports, but doing so is like trying to walk through the 1919 Boston Molasses Flood, and I keep making two and a half steps of progress before having to pull my feet from the sludge so I can sit on a ledge to rest and also try and beat the flies buzzing around my head back with a newspaper
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quirkle2 · 2 years
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i demand for you to elaborate more on qpr things with wars and ledge. especially on how they deal with each others trauma with their own adventures <33 (also hi !!! how are you i hope youre doing well <33)
HII REI i am vibin . a solid 6/10 rn <3 i hope ur doin well too!!!!
WOOOOOOOO you've come to the right place i am going to talk ur ear off
(warnings in the tags)
at the start of the journey when they didn't know each other super well but were friends, it was much harder to comfort each other. wars' go-to when comforting others is touch—that's just how he does things and it's what he's most confident and versed in—but legend, back then, had a weird relationship w that w the whole touch-starved, touch-adverse thing. at the beginning, it kinda seemed like they were just very different people and weren't super compatible
they're very different in terms of how they like to receive/give affection and reassurance. but i think the important thing w them is that Both of them were willing to compromise and adapt to each other. without crossing boundaries, they have a system in place where they Communicate and Ask Permission for shit.
^ wars never touches ledge without asking either verbally or w a silent raised arm and a questioning look that says hug? and he never makes a face or gets upset when ledge says no. conversely, ledge never pushes and prods too hard when wars shuts down on him and won't talk about anything, instead sitting w him and simply keeping him company
i think one of the biggest problems that ledge faces w this stuff is that he's so emotionally constipated that he genuinely has no idea where to even begin, both with speaking about his own trauma, and reassuring wars w his
he never knows what to say, how to say it, what movements to make, whether physical touch is even appropriate here,, he doesn't know. he often finds himself completely out of his depth. he usually gets by w the things he does know how to do, but sometimes he ends up in hard situations where he has no idea what path to take or how to make somebody feel better
during nights where the vibes r quiet and everybody is asleep but him and wars, they talk and laugh and giggle, and sometimes it strays into deeper territory where they share stories from their adventures to get them off their chests. wars usually doesn't like talking about the more gruesome memories too much, but it sometimes even gets too heavy for him and he needs to let it out when he feels comfortable enough. and ledge?
ledge wants to. he never used to want to, but now he feels safe enough and loved enough to share these vulnerable things w wars and yet when he opens his mouth everything's just,,, stuck. like there's a physical barrier he cannot get past, to let these words out. he barely knows how to form such complicated emotions into words in his mind, much less mold it all into a coherent sentence
and wars is good at People, like i've mentioned. somewhere along the line, he realizes that ledge isn't uncomfortable w sharing (not,, fully anyway). no, it's that ledge doesn't know how. either he was simply never taught adequately (given his young age when his uncle died, it's possible), had trouble grasping it from the start, or it's trauma making him fear vulnerability to the point of being nonverbal, wars doesn't know; what he Does know is that he can see legend wants to get past it
so during one of those sleepover-vibe nights where they spill their guts to each other, wars decides to lead the conversation instead of going quiet and letting legend have the floor, like he'd been doing before. he asks questions instead, guides legend through it with subtle little nudges, and watches in delight as legend responds much better to that than just,,, silence and the expectations of him to make his emotions make sense to others
questions give him a template. they give him a sentence structure to mimic, an underlying logic to follow, and even when legend feels too overwhelmed to answer those, wars switches to simple yes-or-no ones (legend loves him. he loves him with all of his heart). eventually he's able to roll around the usual questions warriors asks in his head and sorta reverse engineer them to come up w ways to say things for himself; picks out the patterns in them, says them to himself next time they share things and he answers them aloud, like a script he's memorized
it's probably not how most people usually do it, and sometimes ledge feels a bit silly abt it, but it does a rly good job of teaching him how to say things in ways other people might understand—it allows him to hear these things in a way he can understand. it finally gives him an outlet to let it all out, and even though sometimes it's exhausting, he always feels lighter afterward
i do wanna talk abt the dynamic of legend having a lot of trauma abt knights and his best friend also being a knight. when they first met, legend didn't trust him one fucking bit. legend was afraid of him. he always avoided him wherever he could, let the others talk instead of risking getting stuck in a conversation w the guy—it was bad.
and sure, that was unfair to wars bc he'd rly done absolutely nothing wrong to ledge. but all legend could ever see when he looked at him was the shiny armor and the sharp blade on his back; the bow over his shoulders; the perfect stance; and the death-like, mindless stare of every other brainwashed soldier he'd ever met. legend would hear his armor clink and he'd flinch. wars would unsheath his sword to sharpen it and legend's hand would dart to his own, ready to fight
but eventually they started talking. legend stopped trying to outright avoid him and instead sorta,,, let himself exist in the same space vaguely uneasily. that turned into goofing off together, that turned into smiles and laughter and Uh Oh he realizes this guy is pretty fuckin sick. Uh Oh He's Becoming My Acquaintance,,, Uh Oh He's Becoming My Friend,, Uh Oh He's Becoming My Bes—
and i think it's just . rly rly nice that ledge eventually got over that hurdle. he's not scared of wars, not even a little anymore. and the strength behind each and every thing wars does for him ?? hugs him and kisses his knuckles and rings, says he loves him like several times a day, sleeps wrapped around him in a protective little hold, kisses the scars that were caused by other knights. that's just ,, ougoh /pos
in a way it sorta,,, softens the blows from his past i suppose. it doesn't completely reverse his trauma from other knights, of Course not, but it most certainly does help in a way i can't rly explain, and in a way that legend most definitely never will be able to either
beyond the war and the trauma that comes w that, wars also struggles w some self-doubt. i mentioned it before, but he's not super confident like common depictions of him, and due to :sparkle: circumstances :sparkle: of things in his past, he often feels like he's only kept around because he's useful, not because he's loved. couldn't be further from the truth, but sometimes he gets in these awful mindsets where he feels he has to justify the space he takes up
legend helps him a lot in that regard simply w time (the,, concept, not the man). it takes time for wars to believe it when ledge says he loves him—near the beginning when ledge didn't say it back bc it felt like Too Much to him at the time, that unknowingly set wars' belief in stone that maybe ledge doesn't return the sentiment. they figure it out in the end, and they Know they love each other very much now, but wars' fragile self-worth mixed w that,, didn't go over so well
but the little things legend does for him constantly pile up into this big heap of I Love You, Idiot, and eventually it even gets through wars' thick, self-doubt filled skull. little things like going out of his way to sit next to him and collapse in his lap, bringing him drinks when he's noticed wars hasn't had a break in a while, coming up to him all excited and feeling comfortable enough to infodump abt shit to him. eventually, the point reaches through
a bigger thing is that sometimes wars will end up,, shutting down. if he's too stressed or too overwhelmed, and then one little extra thing sets him off, he'll kinda dissociate i guess?? a bit similar to wild's memories deal. he'll be,, Somewhere Else in his head—often times reliving memories/emotions he doesn't want to—and he'll go on auto-pilot and just kinda go through the motions until he gets to a point where he can take a break
sometimes it happens after a battle, sometimes it happens seemingly randomly even if everything's calm. there's been times when wars isn't even totally sure what set it off, and there's been times where wars slowly blinks out of the trance and ends up not even remembering most of it. he'll hear a fire crackle in just the right way and suddenly be back on the field w flames burning his troops; he'll see a certain type of flower and remember being dragged across a clearing of them by enemy forces
it's hard to see him like that, staring off into space w a haunted look in his gaze, so it always worries legend to death. he'll usually sit w him and try to talk to him, tell him whatever he's seeing is not happening again and that he's safe. he doesn't touch him unless wars is aware enough to approve of it, but when he falls out of the trance and starts coming back to himself, legend will usually hug him and hold him, do his best to keep him calm. they usually sit there for a good while afterward, just listening to each other breathe
legend is terrified of lightning storms and wars always stays up late into the night w him just to keep him company, holds him until he falls asleep. when they're in wars' era, he's fully aware that ledge is afraid of the other knights that Cover castle town, so he holds legend's hand the entire way to let him know he's Safe
wars has a huge phobia of any fire that's not contained in a pit and rly any enemy that is able to shoot fire at Him; if legend notices he's dealing w one on the field they'll quickly trade places and let wars handle whatever ledge was fighting. wars is also terribly claustrophobic—it is hard to get wars inside a cave of any kind—and legend typically walks him through the panic he feels after a trigger, gentle as all hell. when wars gets injured, legend Knows he sometimes jumps to conclusions that the chain might leave him, so an i've got you, i'm not leaving you comes out to calm him
legend has chronic pain from a,,, multitude of things, but some of the worst stuff is usually joint pain. heat often helps w it; if it's bad enough, wars will set the fire rod by him so he can warm his hands up, but if that's not needed, wars will simply hold his hands and massage the knots out and he's so so incredibly gentle abt it
legend also loves physical pressure on him, and a Lot of the time the chain can find wars just,, lying on top of him. ledge always looks so content when he does that
they both have these, but wars gets some pretty bad phantom pains from the burns along his face and shoulder—half of his right ear is straight up burnt off, and it causes some Problems sometimes
occasionally it'll feel like he has an infection there, in lots of pain and really nauseated, and the ringing that's usually there gets much worse. he's usually MIA on those days, too dizzy to do much of anything but lie still, and legend will always keep him company, playing w his hair and talking abt random stuff to keep wars occupied
nightmares....................dear god VGEAIYG ledge has a lot of nightmares abt koholint. usually they're pretty tame, thankfully—just little snippets that jerk him awake and, while he usually stays up the rest of the night, they don't make him panic too much
but sometimes they are Bad and he wakes up sobbing, gets back into that horrible box of it was my fault, is This real, is the chain even real, and wars holds him so gently and repeatedly tells him it's all real and does his best to ground him w every single technique wars knows. sometimes he brings him back to the present pretty quickly, sometimes it takes all night, but either way, wars is there the entire time, never leaving him once
wars has a lot of nightmares from the war, but he also tends to have a lot about losing legend and the others, and those affect him terribly. he wakes up screaming sometimes, hyperventilating and whipping around to count heads around camp to make sure they're all there and alright
legend is always there to hold him—tells him that it wasn't real, that they're all safe and okay, hugs him so so tight, and when wars' sobbing has dwindled to little hiccups, they'll lie back down in the blankets and wars will cling to him like both of their lives depend on it. legend will let him rest his head over his chest, ear right up against his heart so that he can hear it beating, alive and well. sometimes it even calms him enough for him to drift back to sleep
and lastly, sometimes u just,, feel off and don't know why. sometimes they know Something is wrong, but everything seems to be in its place in their heads and there's only smth slightly to the left that's teetering everything off the edge. sometimes one of them has an off day where they act differently, they're stuck in their head, they're sensitive, they're unusually quiet,,
and the other is always there to ask if they want company, or if they wanna be alone. no matter what they chose, the other will respect it. if they wanna be alone, if they wanna talk, if they wanna sit w the other in silence, they're always willing. they're always so understanding w each other and always so Willing to help each other, even when the solution isn't obvious and even when it seems rly hard to get there
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neighbours popped over to see my dog (who’s doing better but is still a bit down) and one of them is obviously sick and sniffling and raspy and i swear to gd if i get sick from this i will fucking lose it
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geroya · 8 months
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head in my hands. fingers fisted in my hair. now im thinking about that au....
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thebumblingbee · 2 years
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valleyfthdolls · 3 days
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Oh my god Ragatha. Face in my hands
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semercury · 1 year
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I love it when people are like "psych meds will change your personality! Bad!" Bc like yeah. They do change me. They change me into a person who can be tolerated by everyone, including myself. They let me get out of bed and have thoughts other than offing myself or horrible circular spirals of obsession and compulsion.
And by love it I mean
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tackmins · 1 year
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wait i have more thoughts ignore this
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