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rake-rake · 3 days
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@son-of-pendragon from X
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"We are not thy mother, child. Thou art nothing to us."
It is almost an affront to her person, the fact he may consider the possibility that Morgan has any reason to spare as much as the exactly right amount of seconds on him. Interaction was a necessity, not entertainment. She would say what needed to be said, and nothing else.
"Memories are simple records to be managed as seen fit. It just happened that your mother's own would be relied to me, nothing else. If I speak to you it is out of a sense of debt towards her. Erased from history as she is now, I desire to put her matters in order as rightful payment for her aid. You happen to be one of those matters, and nothing else."
The first, most urgent one. Once done, she would move on to the next sibling, as so on until words had been spoken and lose ends tied. Maybe Morgan never intended to tie them, deranged as she was, relishing suffering and pain. But she was not her, and would not allow someone else's decisions to burden her.
"There is questions that your father will not allow me to answer, and words that he would not let be uttered. I am offering you this chance to ask of one who holds your mother's records the very things you could never ask directly from her. I am magnanimous, but not this kind. I shall grant you this one audience and nothing else, before moving on. Chose your words carefully, you may have a moment to think; I shall allow it."
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ryogai · 1 year
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@son-of-pendragon​ said : "I’m just sayin', murder's an option." ((For Gaheris or Nix; either or is perfectly fine!))
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“I am well aware it’s an option, Mordred.. I just would prefer not to always jump to murder.” Gaheris had a bit of a reputation already and would at least want a chance to show that he wasn’t always so quick to execute. “.. Except when it comes to these Demonic Beasts, slaying them is always an option.”
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chronicowboy · 4 months
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we as a collective do Not talk about this line delivery nearly enough and for good fucking reason, i'll kill bradley james for this one line alone. he's just a little boy :'((
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AU where Morgause and Cenred kidnap Hunith instead of Elyan in S3, knowing Arthur will do anything for Merlin
They don’t understand why this small village woman seems so calm, even amused by the situation. Does she not realise what danger she is in? Her son?
But then Merlin “I love my mum” No-Last-Name A.K.A. The Most Powerful Sorcerer Ever to Walk the Earth single handedly breaks down the castle walls and takes down their guards instantly because how dare they take his mum
Honestly, that’s the magic reveal we needed
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repmet · 1 year
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You show him the most extraordinary loyalty.
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chelshiart · 4 months
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shout out to my siblings for being tolkien-nerds because they make it possible for me, a dwj-nerd, to photobomb their lego rivendell set <3
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context of dwj's history with tolkien:
"Tolkien was a different matter. He was just a kind of eminence grise and a legend. You couldn’t hear him lecture. He worked at not letting you hear, because he wanted to go away and finish writing The Lord of the Rings. So he had the very smallest lecture room. First of all it was packed out, so he spoke with his back to the audience and mumbling. Unfortunately he was talking about - meditating on, really - what a plot is like and how it mutates into other plots, and this I found so fascinating that I went back the next week as did one other person. And this meant that he couldn’t stop lecturing and still get the money, which apparently in those days you could if no one turned up - it was a dreadful racket, really. He could have given just the one lecture and then been paid for a term if we’d all stayed away."
 (Quoted from “Interview with Diana Wynne Jones, 22 March 2001, conducted by Charles Butler.” Page 170 in Diana Wynne Jones: An Exciting and Exacting Wisdom, by Teya Rosenberg et al. Peter Lang Publishing, 2002.)
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moonlightmagus · 2 years
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@son-of-pendragon​​ asked: "Up we go, Master." Nonchalantly, the blond Knight picked her up; one arm securely wrapped around her shoulders, while the other held her behind the knees. "You need a break." Was Mordred being a hypocrite? Yes. But was he right? Also, yes.
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She was caught off guard, being lifted up in a way she wasn’t entirely used to. She flailed for a second before realizing it was Mordred whom lifted her and was saying she needs a break. He was not wrong, she needed a break. Yuuki couldn’t remember the last time she had actually rested. There was always something needing to completed, be it research or better methods to train to make her a better Master. “M-Mordred?!” She said, her voice layered in confusion. “..W-What do you mean, I’m fine! I don’t need a break!” She wasn’t the best liar in the world, not with those bags under her eyes.
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a million deaths upon you gay boy
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marcskywalker · 23 days
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thinking again about how the first thing arthur said to his mother is an apology. he risked his life, literally put his head on a chopping board just for an opportunity to see her and apologize. I'm-
and his little "I cannot bear the thought that you died because of me" SJFGKJDSF he's been carrying that burden on his shoulder for so long I'm gonna go chew glass
do yáll think the reason he's always so eager to sacrifice his life for other people is cause he doesn't think he deserved to be alive in the first place??
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strawlessandbraless · 7 months
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Rewatching Merlin again I guess with @bagmanunlucky
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geto-kee · 1 year
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INCOMING!—☆
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Your S/O makes you squirt for the first time
Time-Skip Takemichi/Howl Pendragon/Sebastian Michaelis/Son Goku
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Female reader / Reader with a vagina
Minors do not interact cause I know you gone read the shit anyway 🙎🏾‍♀️
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Takemichi—
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TAKEMICHI’S EYES WERE WIDE AND BLOWN OUT
the space between his brows wrinkled as he panted. His beige skin was heated to the touch as his sweat began to dampen his feverish skin. The man’s heart thundered and reverberated within his eardrums as his blue eyes focused on where the two of you were connected.
You were on top of him.
Your upper body was leaned back, your hands on either side of his spread legs. Your breast bounced with vigor, your skin just as sweaty as his. Your legs were parted, exposing your most intimate parts to your lover as you bounced on his cock.
Takemichi’s wide eyes drunk at the sight of his cock spearing into you each time you dropped down on his cock. He could hear the lewd squelching of your pussy welcoming his cock each time, and the slapping of your ass against his pelvis and upper thighs. Your meaty thighs and ass rippled as you bounced on him, and your head was thrown back in ecstasy. The male’s hands gripped your hips for something to hold onto, occasionally gripping your soft flesh, or pulling you harder down on his cock while he lost himself in the feeling of your velvet walls hugging him, and sucking him further inside of you. The crown of his cock jabbed at the soft spongy part of you, provoking you to chase your orgasm as the sensation fluttered through you, the turmoil building in your lower belly began to grow.
Takemichi couldn’t understand what came over him.
But his dominant hand let go of your hip so he could harshly flick his fingers back and forth against your swollen clit.
“Fuck—yes!” you sputtered as you felt as if you were coming. It was an intense feeling that rushed over you as a sudden spurt of wetness sprayed Takemichi’s lower half. At the same time, he bucked his hips upward, cumming deep inside of you.
The man tensed, eyes wide as he halted, looking down at what had happened as you flopped back, your back over the lower half of his legs.
He seemed to marvel, slightly gasping as his hand grasped the top of your thigh to lightly shake your leg. “_,” his brows raised, “babe!”
You were out like a light.
He sweatdropped, still in awe at what happened. He hadn’t anticipated you to cum as hard as you had done.
He could hear you softly snoring.
For now, he would pull out, clean you up, and then tuck you in.
His mind was still racing about what happened. He felt his lean chest swell with pride that he had managed to make you squirt like that. Usually, he’d see that in porn flicks or on those ridiculous porn ads that pop up on other websites. He had never seen it happen in person with someone else until now.
TAKEMICHI WAS MENTALLY PATTING HIS BACK
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Howl—
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HOWL HAD YOUR ASS HANGING OFF THE FOOT OF THE BED
he had your legs raised as his hands grasped tightly to the back of your knees, bending them back slightly. You swore he thought you were some sort of contortionist the way he would bend you in odd angles.
You’d think complaining about being so sore and not so flexible to the man he’d ease up a little.
Your toes curled as one of your arms extended above your head on the bed, gripping the soft blanket and sheets of your shared bed. Your unoccupied hand furiously rubbed harsh circles against your clit as Howl unrelentlessly jutted his hips against your ass. Your skin rippled as his balls slapped against your ass from how harshly he was stuffing his cock into you. He kept your legs spread to watch you rub your clit eagerly, his blue eyes wide with excitement.
The two of you were doing your best to remain quiet amid the night so as to not wake anyone else in the cozy castle.
Your hand loosened on the sheets and you clamped a hand over your mouth to muffle the sudden cry that wanted to flee from the depths of your throat.
“Right there,” your shaky voice spoke through your fingers after spreading them.
With your legs in his hold, he was gripping onto you tightly as he raised them a little higher, the lower half of your body going up as his cockhead began massaging against that soft spongy spot within you. Repeatedly pressing against it with the roll of his hips. You stopped your hand momentarily as your legs began to shake and a rush went through your body. Your lower belly tensed, and your walls clenched around him, holding him snugly in place, making it difficult for him to pull out to push back in as he started cumming.
Howl’s blue eyes sparkled in awe at the rush of wetness that spattered against his lower belly, dripping from his skin now. Your mouth parted in a silent scream as you arched your back and turned your head slightly, your whole body trembling in account.
You were panting, your chest heaving. Your eyes were cloudy and somewhat teary, and your hands were limp at your sides.
Howl couldn’t help but chuckle, he brushed gentle kisses against the inside of your calf. “Beautiful,” he praised you, continuing kissing your feverish skin.
“Let’s get you cleaned up. You were so good for me,” he murmured, striving to keep quiet still. Glancing at a window, he noted that the sun was gradually ascending through a beautiful haze of orange and pink clouds.
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AS DEMONS
you and Sebastian were pretty smug, especially when it applied to showing one another up. Whether it be in front of the Phantomhive staff, in front of the young earl—and especially in bed.
Sebastian tangled a hand in your locs, tugging a few of them in his grasp. His other hand raked his black fingernails against your naked back, leaving red thin lines in their wake. The disrupted skin welted with small beads of blood but they would eventually heal by the time morning rose.
FOR NOW
Sebastian’s sharp teeth harshly bit into your shoulder, staking his claim on you as your sharp nails scratched his broad chest. His dark hair was a mess, strands sticking upward, and in odd directions, if anyone saw him with such imperfections in his hair they’d think it was uncharacteristic of him.
You, however, were much more used to the sight of his ruined state.
He was on top of you, lapping at the blood that surfaced from your bitten skin. He brushed his red lips against the wounds as small apologies, his hips recklessly rutted against yours, his cock plowing inside you provoking your walls to spasm as you raised a leg.
In his ear, he could hear the sharp gasp that pierced from your throat. He could feel the way your body pulled tautly and your breast pressing against his naked chest as you arched your back from the black abyss that was your nest. Dark feathers gradually showered the area, some landing on your lover’s head or brushing against his back. A few landed on your chest when Sebastian would lift his upper body, or landed in the wake of your locs that pooled around your head.
HERE, YOU COULD BE AS LOUD AS YOU WANTED
You could scream, you could be as rough as you wanted with him, and the same applied to him for you, without interruption from concerned staff members.
Your head leaned back, your chin raised, exposing more of your neck as you choked out a cry. Your plush lips were parted, sharp teeth gleaming from an unknown light, and your triangular tongue slightly lolling from your mouth. Sebastian watched with sadistic glee, his eyes squinting slightly as a smirk smeared his bloodied lips.
With one last thrust upward, jabbing into a spot he knew all too well, he watched in fascination as his balls tightened and began cumming—filling you to the brim with his seed—as your hips stuttered and your essence sprayed the lower half of his stomach.
He was far too used to the lewd sight of you squirting.
HE WAS OBSESSED WITH GETTING YOU TO DO IT
OVER AND OVER AGAIN TO BE FRANK
He felt a sense of pride watching you writhe beneath him as your body would jolt. In reaction to so much pleasure, that it was almost painful, your hands would push at his chest, one eyelid hooded, and lower than the other, as you hissed.
He gave a deep chuckle, tilting his head to kiss your cheek.
“Asshole,” you murmured when your body settled. A purr rumbled from your throat, basking in his warmth as his chuckling proceeded.
“Now, now, let’s not be harsh. What sort of mate would I be if I couldn’t satisfy you so immensely.”
He laid on top of you on purpose, his face hovering over yours as that smug expression haunted you for the remainder of you being underneath him.
“Don’t you dare-”
“I’m simply one hell of a lover.”
He beamed as you groaned at that stupid catchphrase.
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SAIYAN MEN WERE A DIFFERENT BREED
you knew that for a fact with the way Goku acted behind closed doors within the privacy of your cozy home.
Normally his eyes were wide with glee, puppy-like happiness that would swirl within his dark eyes. His smile could light up an entire planet, presenting those pearly whites.
HOWEVER
Your back arched as your fingers gripped onto the sheets of your shared bedding. The bed squeaked under the pressure of Goku’s relentless thrusting. His vast hands were practically bruising your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh, hooking into you to pull you back onto his cock. His narrowed eyes would often ascend your arched spine, watching sweat glide down your skin. His dark eyes descended your spine anew, a dark purr grumbled at the base of his chest, watching his length slick into you. There was a white ring of your juices coated around the base of him, his heavy balls slapped against your slit, and the sonance of your whimpers was like music to his ears.
You were drooling, completely drunk off the bliss of his cock stuffing you full. Your head was perched on a pillow you pulled closer to your person.
Your hips bounced as his cock continued its assault, and with each bounce, your breast followed. Goku was hypnotized with the way your ass rippled from each buck of his narrow hips. Your thighs were parted, and your knees would shift, in an attempt to crawl away as the tempo of his hips fucked you quickly.
He roughly pulled you back, forcing his knees on the bed, on either side of his.
“Fuck!Fuck!Fuck!Fu—ck!” you babbled, chanting the curse word as quick as his hips were moving.
Your lips parted as thunder rumbled in the sky outside, lightning brightening the dark clouds as you cried out. Messily, his cock slipped out of you, cum spurting on your lower back and one of the cheeks of your ass. In unison, your hips twitched, cumming harshly as you squirted with a force, dampening the sheets of your bedding, pooling between your knees.
Goku jerked his hips slightly between the cheeks of your ass to get out of his rut, cum leaking from the crown of his cock.
He huffed, still holding a tight grip on you.
His chest was still rumbling as he watched his cum gradually descend your outer thigh and roll past the cheek of her ass. He felt as if he were marking his claim on you further, his purring growing louder as he licked his lips.
He barely acknowledged the dampness under you both, his hand smearing his cum on you further in satisfaction.
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pendragonsclotpole · 3 months
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help, i just got slapped in the face with the existence of WILL. be still my beating heart as i write an essay on this man, will of ealdor
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firstly, i adore the silent and implicit trust hidden in the first joke that introduces will’s character. like merlin’s been aware his whole life that if his secret is ever found out, he will be hunted down and persecuted, but here comes will with a jab that they both inherently understand is a joke in the macabre style only true friends can lovingly master. the smile they share almost immediately gives me ned stark and robert baratheon meeting again in the courtyard of winterfell in season one of got. there’s also something so normal in their interaction that speaks of a familiarity borne from their equal status and years of friendship. i know merlin’s friends in camelot tend to skew to the non-royal/non-noble, but when you tally it up, those closest to merlin often hold some title that’s greater than merlin’s role as arthur’s servant. gwaine is a knight implied to be of noble blood; lancelot, percival, and elyan are also knighted and esteemed members of arthur’s court; gwen is the lady morgana’s maid and close companion long before she is ever queen; gaius is a physician and long time member of camelot’s court; morgana before her betrayal is literally uther’s ward. i feel like when placed among them all, merlin has a tendency to fade into the background offscreen. obviously the audience knows how important merlin is to the overall story given how much of the storyline focuses on him, and the characters regularly acknowledge merlin’s importance to them or arthur, but all of them still regard merlin as merlin the servant from camelot and few of them are privy to the plots we as the audience see firsthand. and even when they acknowledge him for his merits, his role as arthur’s close friend and confidante takes precedence. look at leon’s reaction in the later seasons when merlin is bewitched by morgana. merlin literally makes a comment about plotting to kill arthur and leon barely even blinks before quipping back, “driving you mad isn’t he?” or something along those lines. except for a few instances with even fewer characters, they never get a chance to know him as merlin the sorcerer from ealdor.
will does! and more than that, he got to know merlin as he is without arthur. we all hype up their status as magical soulmates but damn if i wasnt living for how jealous of arthur will seemed to be in this episode. call me crazy, but it makes me desperately headcanon a realistic past in ealdor for merlin, full of hardship and strife, but never without it’s moments of happiness. furthermore, will’s lone appearance in season one shines some real light on the unfairness of the fate that has been bestowed on meelin. the moment that will points out why he’s been so obstinate with arthur really strikes a deep chord. sure it could be just jealousy, but more compellingly, i choose to read it as a deep sense of care for merlin. everyone merlin has met within camelot, (or reunited with in the case of his own mother) has continually pushed him closer and closer to arthur. will presents a crucial exception. he knows exactly who merlin was before camelot, and who merlin is completely separate from arthur.
will is staunchly in merlin’s corner, and that position allows him to identify a key characteristic of merlin’s series’ long arc: his complete devotion to arthur. will even points it out himself: merlin could singlehandedly defend their home if he just used the full extent of his power. merlin doesn’t, and actively chooses not to because of his desire to stay close to arthur. it’s such a small moment, but i think it demonstrates how much of merlin’s decisions become motivated by his desire to stay close to arthur and to always put arthur first, even at a detrimental cost to himself. merlin understands and readily accepts arthur as his destiny, but this acceptance does not come about independently, instantly, or of merlin’s own volition. it does so eventually, but initially merlin sticks by arthur’s side because of the encouragement of everyone around him. “arthur needs you, merlin” or “arthur is your destiny, merlin” or “arthur is a good man, merlin. he has the potential to be a great king, he just needs the right people, merlin.” its codependent as hell.
sure, merlin originally does not tell arthur about his magic because they do not know each other and as far as merlin knows revealing his magic would lead to his death, but eventually the reasoning changes and becomes so focused on doing what’s best for arthur. merlin can’t tell arthur because then arthur would have to kill him and then who would look after arthur or ensure his fate? merlin can’t tell arthur because if arthur chooses to defy uther’s law, merlin is then forcing arthur to turn against his father and how could he look after arthur then? merlin can’t tell arthur because another betrayal from magic would ruin everything and truthfully, he wonders how would arthur react? merlin comes to fear what his magic might do to arthur and what it’s reveal might mean for his place in camelot more than the laws of camelot and their verdicts.
by this logic, merlin is a magical solar system orbiting entirely around the celestial body known as arthur pendragon. eventually merlin cared more about his relationship with arthur and what arthur thought about him than his own life. in retrospect, it’s so sad that will died so early on, because it strips merlin of a person solely in his corner. will’s death is the first in the series’ long pattern of loss that merlin endures and that eventually comes to define him because people either find out about his magic and their knowledge is directly tested against his loyalty to arthur, or he cannot allow them to know about his magic because it will unravel his relationship with arthur.
will, freya, balinor, morgana, mordred, arthur.
also the fact that will covered for merlin’s use of magic in his last moments just adds to the tragedy AND the growing pile of moments merlin could have told arthur about his magic but didnt. and also the fact that will literally died to save arthur. like tell me that just doesn’t prove my point. tell me. will never stood a chance. tell me every aspect of merlin’s life does not get consumed by arthur pendragon.
i’m all for merthur being soulmates, but god the original series is rife with the unbalanced mess of merlin being wholeheartedly aware of arthur’s great potential and destiny leading to some intense devotion and faith that yes, arthur earns and pays back in full measure but can never fully reciprocate because he just does not know anything. by the triple goddess, it can get so toxic. i wish will had lived if just for that. and like the jealousy arthur gets whenever merlin has other people. because i 100% live for possessive arthur and protective merlin dynamics.
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larluce · 5 months
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A little sneak peak of what is to come in my Merthur Fic "Protecting the Dragonlord's son"
Uther: You must already know why I've summoned you both here.
Merlin: (mumbling) Definitely not to congratulate me on my recovery...
Arthur: (hisses) Merlin!
Uther: (in concealed anger) Arthur, may I know why half the castle claims you were heard shouting that you kissed with your personal manservant and that you were seen trying to abuse him in the middle of the training field with all the cavalry present?!
Arthur:...
Merlin:...
Arthur: That I did what?! 😳
Merlin: Arthur did what to me? 😨
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queerofthedagger · 2 months
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I just think that there are many reasons why one can go back and forth on whether Ygraine's spirit is really Ygraine in s2e8, but judging her and/or the situation one way or another over the fact that she is for once someone who tells Arthur the goddamn truth really just ain't it. Like. of course he would be furious! maybe because - and hear me out here - the truth is something to be furious about! Everyone constantly fucking lies and lies and lies to Arthur, to spare him, to stop him from being angry, for one million supposed reasons of knowing better, so maybe yes a sign of actual love is to not put yourself into the line-up and be honest, for once in his goddamn life
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dead-inside-pt2 · 1 year
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*Merlin gets banished from Camelot for being a funky little magician*
Arthur: Go, If you ever return it would be on the pain of death
Merlin: Okay *Exits the gates* Merlin: *Immediately turns back around and runs into Camelot again*
Arthur, who would never allow his death: You are the stupidest person in all the five kingdoms
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Why are they like this
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