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[Dick, via comms, sounding desperate] ROBIN, ARE YOU STILL NEAR MY HOUSE? 

[Damian, alarmed] YES


  • and when Damian arrives, bursts through the window, batarang in hand ready to kick ass, he finds Dick in bed, in a blanket burrito watching tv.

“Dami can you please turn off the lights and close the door.”

Damian sighs irritated. Throws the batarang at the light switch. Kicks closed the door.

“Thank you Dami my beautiful baby brother that i would die for, can you~”

“I am not getting you food from the kitchen, goodbye grayson”


  • they used to spit into a drink or lick food to stop a sibling from eating it.. (jason and Cass used to eat/drink that shit anyways while staring at you dead in the eye… Tim used to do it ONLY with Cass’ food and sometimes Dick’s…) but now they don’t even care.. all 6 of them share a lollipop while in the batplane (because cass found only one in her pocket and Bruce insisted they either share it or no one would eat it, to avoid fighting) (yes, even duke, who at first was also disgusted with them but now he’s like *shrug* pass me the licked food damian)




  • also

“Todd. I need a favor.”

 "Uh uh. “

 ”… Could you please help me with this videogame level..“

  • “That’s enough that’s enough give me back the-that’s ENOUGH LET ME PLAY TODD-FATHER!!!!”

“Cass are those my clothes”

 ”.. They fit”


 "will not!!! And you let Kon wear my shirt and now it’s too big for me!“ 

“First it’s not my fault he thought that was mine and you always let Stephanie wear my stuff I leave at your house too!!“ 

  • [everyone watching a movie together] [a character with a really ugly haircut appears] “DICK WHY DIDNT YOU TELL US YOU WERE IN A MOVIE" 

“Hey dick, Wally is on the phone" 

"ugh I’m not in the mood tell him I’m sleeping or someth-”

 ”[on phone] he’s right here I’ll pass him the phone" 

“I know where you live Timoth-hey Wally whatsup man!”

  • “I’m gonna shower!” [cass, thrown over the sofa playing with Tim’s laptop, clearly not intending to get up any time soon] “no wait I was gonna shower!!“ 


"it wasn’t me!!" 


  • everytime one of them is getting lectured by Bruce the others try to make them crack up.. please… 

“is there something funny about throwing a mug at your brother, Tim?" 


  • they steal each others stuff all the time just to be annoying and put the blame on each other…

“I left my phone right here where is it.." 

[everyone sniggering] 

"c'mon guys!! Who was it??”

[more sniggering] 












[screams, trying to wrestle the house phone from Dick’s hand, kicking, biting, spiting]

 [finally cass, who has been watching everything go down from afar, comes forwards a drops the phone in dicks chest] “here”

  • movie nights… are a mess…. they always complain about each other’s movie taste and end up watching a movie picked by bruce so they won’t fight… aka a boring ugly mess and they spend the whole movie glaring at each other like “this is your fault!!”

[bruce, in the batcave] “Jason would you call Damian, I need to verify-”

 “yeah sure… [not even looking up from phone] DAMIAN!!!!” 


[from afar] “WHAT DO YOU WANT TODD” 



  • and that’s all I have now.. let me think for a while and I might make a part 2..
Pet Store Ettiquite

I figured I’d write this as a little guide, because I see people every day who don’t know or understand these things that make my job really tough or frustrating. Maybe you already knew them, maybe you didn’t, either way I hope at least a few people will learn!

If someone is getting you fish, please stand off to the side (not behind them) and not in front of the tank your fish is in. I know you want to watch them catch the fish but employees need to stand right in front of the tank they’re getting into and probably need some big elbow room too. Stand back!

If you want a specific fish, absolutely say so . But! Remember that for some fish this will be impossible to do. Or, the fish are for all intents and purposes identical so don’t try to pick a specific one please. Or at least, don’t get mad or think the employee is incompetent because they tell you they can’t.

Do not ask for help with a fish problem, receive an answer, then tell the employee there is no problem and you did nothing wrong. Please, 99% of the time, you did something wrong. Just fix it.

Do NOT open lids or stick your hand into the tanks!! For any reason!

Do not put your hands near or into the cage. Just don’t! 90% of the time you are scaring the bird and giving them lifelong behavioral problems. Remember, they have had around a dozen people try to poke them, scare them, maybe even yell at them or hit their cage. The public is stupid, don’t be a part of that. Politely admire the birds from a distance unless the bird is asking for physical touch.


This includes going into any employees only areas related to cleaning cages.


Do NOT open the cages.

Understand that you might not be able to handle the animal. This is, honestly, for the animals protection more than anything. Many people, including those who genuinely think they can competently hold the animal, cannot, and will drop or injure them. I’ve been doing this for 8 years. Chances are, you will drop that hamster so no, you can’t hold it.

If there is an open top type of enclosure, ASK if you may touch the animals inside.

Same as with mammals, you probably won’t be allowed to hold the animal. It’s just a safety thing, nothing personal. Please respect it and the animal.

Do not crowd the employee as they get you an animal. Lots of reptiles are fast and flighty and having you breathing down their neck will do one of a few things; distract them, make them uncomfortable, or get in their way.

Do not scream or jump if a reptile jumps or runs. I know this might be difficult, but try to expect it so it doesn’t startle you. If you react this way you can startle the employee, which may make them make mistakes or become nervous, which leads to more dropping/failure to catch the animal. Especially if they are new.

Do not take things from the top shelf! It’s dangerous, let an employee help you.

Please give your kids ground rules BEFORE taking them into the store. So many kids, every single day, come in and wreck the place or hit things because they had no idea they weren’t supposed to. If your child is old enough, before going into the store give the following rules

1. Do not touch the cages or tanks. (Look but don’t touch)

2. Stay with me/don’t walk away.

3. No running.

4. Put things back.

Will they listen? Maybe not, but you can’t get mad at them for getting excited to see a hamster and hitting the cage to get it’s attention because hey, no one said anything about that and you’re a kid so why would you think twice before doing it?

This is more for you than anyone but if you are STARTING to run out of cat/dog food, write down the brand/type (Or take a picture) and get some before you’re totally out. Many, many people actually forget what brand of food they feed and get frustrated when they can’t remember or I can’t figure it out (It’s a YELLOW bag. It’s chicken? Maybe beef. Small breed.). Having that picture will help you a lot! And employees. Heck, to save you even more trouble, call first and ask if they carry it and if it’s in stock!

If your dog is aggressive with strangers, small animals, or other dogs… Please do not bring them into a pet store.

On that note please do not bring animals to the pet store that would be in danger because of it. Like a bird without a harness, a hamster or mouse without a carrying case, or a baby ball python you got 3 days ago (please… stop).

Vague Reckoning

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Words: 3467

Warnings: Angst to Fluff to Smut. NSFW gifs.

@kazekagegirl​ asked “Could you do a Bucky x reader where the reader is hard on herself every time she’s messes up or does something the wrong way, she thinks she has to perfect, she thinks she screws up a lot when in actuality she don’t. Well one day her and Bucky get into it and she becomes emotional and he tells her she is not a screw up, she more than what she gives herself credit for, they argue and he storms off they make up and possibly smut. It’s different but if you can please and thank you.”

A/N: So I finally have time for all the requests! Request away people :) I changed the request a tinsy bit. Hope you don’t mind. Let me know if you want to be tagged.

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Not Northside Material - Part 7

Originally posted by twelvevo

A/N: If you like resolutions this is the update for you, my guy! Tbh this was intended to be the last part and it might be. However, I might have an idea for how to continue so hmu if you’d be interested in that because I’m high-key considering it but it’s up to y’all! Once again, I love u, feel free to message, tag, yell at me, I’m here for interaction.

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 

Summary: Everyone else knows except her. She can stand to be around him thinking he hates her and he cant stand the fact that she thinks he hates her, but it’s for the best. He’ll push it down, save her the trouble. It’s a good plan… at first. 

Words: 2,725

Warnings: Serpents, Swears, Some Violence (oopsie doodle), SOME MUHFUCKN RESOLUTION 

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New Sons - Part 2

Once you’re sure the boys are asleep you quickly make your way out of Medical, heading to the ZETA tubes. Before you can get there, however, you run into a large wall of blue and red.

“Superman, can I help you with something?”

“Where are you going?” Clark crosses his arms over his chest, “I won’t let you confront Luthor. He’s dangerous, he could hurt you”

You roll your eyes, mirroring his stance, “You don’t have to ‘let’ me do anything, Kent. Now I suggest you step aside before you see just how pissed I really am at you”

“You’re mad at me?!”

“You’re damn right I’m mad at you!! Those two boys are children and all you’ve done is treat them like they are a burden to you! It’s not their fault that they were made! It’s also not their fault that you’re too wrapped up in yourself and Lois, who didn’t even care about you until she found out that you were Superman, to even give them a chance!! Now, GET OUT OF MY WAY!!!!!”

Shoving Clark hard, you continue into the ZETA tube and punch in the coordinates for Metropolis. You and Lex need to have a talk.

Mercy leads you directly into Lex’s office, going to stand behind her boss once you’re seated.

“What can I help you with, Mrs. Wayne?”

“I’m not here on business, Lex. I’m here on a personal matter”

Lex leans back, steepling his fingers, “Very well, Y/N. What are you here for?”

“I’m here to talk about Cadmus and the research that you were doing there”

“I can’t say that I know what you’re talking about”

You raise an eyebrow, “So you don’t know about the two Kryptonian clones that were taken from Cadmus by the Justice League, one of which happens to have been made from half of your DNA, virtually making him your son? You also don’t know about the full blooded Kryptonian that was also taken? The one who was given a serum to help him control himself, and was able to identify you as one of the people who he saw regularly outside of his pod?”

“I still don’t …”

“Please, Lex. I’m not here on some JLA mission, I’m here because I have two boys who are terrified that you’re going to come in and bring them back to Cadmus. I don’t want to completely cut you from their life, there are things that were done to them that I know you wouldn’t have approved of. I know that your ‘evil’ now, that you aren’t supposed to care about anyone, but Clark’s already tossed them aside and I don’t want them to lose two fathers in one day”

Lex takes a deep breath, “Mercy, please cancel my meetings for the next week. Y/N” he turns back to you, “I’d like to meet them, if you wouldn’t mind. I’d like to be a part of their lives.”

“I told them that I wouldn’t let you take them back to Cadmus. I’ll fight for them, Lex, I intend to offer them a place at the Manor, a family.”

“I know you’ll be good to them, Y/N. I would like to … make-up for any mistakes that I made in the past. I’d also like to take a look at their files, I was running an investigation on the Cadmus branch that the clones were found at, and discovered some … unsavory practices being implemented on many of the experiments.”

You stand up, giving your old friend a parting hug, “I’ll see what I can do, your meeting might have to wait until after the boys leave the Watchtower”

“Very well, you’ll contact me when we can meet?”

“Of course”

As soon as you step back onto the Watchtower you know something is wrong. Huge chunks of metal are being thrown around, several people are yelling. And in the middle of everything is Match, standing over an injured Conner, eyes glowing red and staring down Superman.

You rush forward, attempting to get between the two Kryptonians, only to be caught around the middle by your husband, “B!! Let me go!!”

“You can’t get between them, Y/N!”

“Let me go, damnit!! I can help!”

Conner makes a soft sound, leaning around Match’s legs, “Y/N? You … you came back?”

“Of course I came back! I had some things to take care of back on Earth, and I came back as soon as I could.” You wriggle around, finally slipping out of your husbands hold, “Match, put that down please” Slowly Match obeys, and between one blink and the next you find yourself standing beside Conner and behind Match, “Whoa”


“Calm down, honey. I’m gonna check on Conner, make sure he’s alright. Match, sweetheart, can you tell me what happened?”

“You left us! We woke up to strangers around our bed, and you weren’t here! You were gone! Conner got hurt! They wouldn’t tell us where you were, or what had happened!!”

“Look at me, Match. Look at me, that’s it, look at me” Match locks eyes with you, slowing his breathing to match yours, and lowering the steel beam he had been holding, “I’m here now, I’m sorry I left without telling you, I went to see Mr. Luthor. I didn’t think you’d wake up until I got back, sweetheart”

Conner makes a soft sound, still holding his broken arm, “We – we asked for you, but no one would tell us where you were. I just – you said that you’d be there, but you weren’t, we panicked, ‘m sorry”

Running your fingers through his hair, you gently check over his arm, “I’m sorry, Conner. Match, help me get your brother back to Medical, I can fix his arm there”

Match snarls at Superman one more time before turning and picking Conner up, “I can walk! It’s just my arm!”

“Hush, brother, you’re hurt and I won’t let one of them hurt you anymore. I promised to protect you, and I intend to do that”

“You boys go ahead, I’ll meet you there. I have a few things I want to discuss with Superman and Batman”

Once you’re sure that the boys are out of ear shot you round on the two heroes.

“How could you hurt them?!? They’re children, and they were afraid! You hurt them!!” Jabbing a finger at your husband, “You especially should know! We have FOUR BOYS AT HOME!!!! YOU SHOULD KNOW HOW TO HANDLE THEM!!!!” You rake tense fingers through your hair, “I’m so god damn mad at you, Bruce. Right now though, I’m going to go and help those two boys, who are probably traumatized right now, the one place they think is safe and they are attacked, just because they’re scared!”

Before Clark or Bruce could say anything, you turn, storming off to Medical. Fucking men being fucking idiots, hurting fucking kids!!!

You quickly treat Conner’s arm, wrapping it in ace bandages to keep it straight while his advanced healing takes care of the rest. Match refuses to leave his brother side and watches your every move.

“You said that you left to talk to Lex Luthor?”

“Yeah, he’d – he’d like to meet you two, said that he never really got the chance to interact with any of the clones that were made, and that he was running an investigation on that Cadmus lab”

“He wants to meet us? Does he intend to take us from you?”

“No, Match. He doesn’t want to take you two from me, he wants to meet you, to be a part of your lives, but he agreed that it would be your choice to make. The two of you will choose when you meet Lex, and I’ll be there when it happens.”

Match nods, quietly curling up beside a sleeping Conner. “Promise you won’t leave this time?”

“I promise”

Two days later you decide to take the boys out of the Watchtower and down to the Manor.

“Y/N, it isn’t safe. Just the other day they were destroying the Watchtower in a temper tantrum, and now you want to take them to Earth!”

You take a deep breath, attempting to remain calm by sheer force of will, “Clark, if you tell me one more time how to raise my children …”

“But they aren’t your children, Y/N! They are clones! Of me! They don’t know how to control their powers, how to keep their temper!”

“Really? Because I’ve spent almost three days with them and they’ve been nothing but calm and helpful. Two days ago they were terrified. The only person they knew was safe, which is me by the way, wasn’t there, and you all wouldn’t tell them where I was. And no, I don’t know how to help them with their powers, you’re the only one that can do that, but do I see you in there helping them? NO!!”

“I – I …”

“You what? You’re gonna try and tell me how to take care of two troubled teens that have no idea what a safe place is? That have only known pain and loneliness? Clark, you might be the only one who can help them control their powers, but it looks like I’m the only one willing to help them in every other way. So, I suggest you get out of my way. My new sons need to meet their brothers, and no one, not even you, Kent, can keep me from any of my children.”

How do you think the boys will react to their new brothers?

It’s Difficult (WTLYBF) - 4

Once you were home, you got into comfortable clothes and settled yourself in your bed. Looking at your phone, you sigh at the texts that were waiting for you. You slide them across the screen and type in your password, taken to Jiyeon’s contact.

Shit. You wish you hadn’t sent that. Shaking your head, you plug your phone in and set it down. You curl up in your blankets, shutting your eyes to go to bed. Though, the moment you shut them, all kinds of thoughts came crawling in. It didn’t help you fall asleep. Groaning, you shove your pillow in your face and squeeze your eyes shut. As it went dark, the thoughts slowly faded away. Before you knew it you were out. WAIT A MINUTE IM OUT

How long had it been? 2 weeks? Yeah, 2 weeks. You haven’t talked to Taehyung in a while. Sure, you texted sometimes but not as often. Though, you weren’t completely lonely. You had Jungkook. You two were getting closer than before. You liked it. The time you two spent together was fun. He filled the gap where Taehyung was missing in a way. Of course he didn’t replace Tae, oh no, no one could do that. He helped you cope, all the while becoming a close friend. You and Jiyeon? Haven’t talked since. You’d bump into her and Tae though. Coincidentally, every time you were with Jungkook. She’d give you a look, pulling Tae closer. Jungkook would glare slightly at Taehyung, grabbing your side and holding you protectively. While that happened you’d wave at Taehyung and he’d wave back. After that, the two of you would just continue with your day. Your feelings for Taehyung were still there, yes, but they weren’t as intense as before. You felt proud for getting over him little by little.

You were currently sat on your couch, watching Jungkook play Overwatch. It seemed boring, but it was actually nice. “Hey, can you bring me a bag of chips?” Jungkook asks. “Sure.” You get up and head into the kitchen, opening a cabinet and grabbing a bag of chips. As you were walking back, a loud knock was heard at your door. It was unexpected so you jumped. You tried to regain balance but your feet failed you and tripped over themselves. You caught yourself, grabbing onto Kook’s knees. It was quiet. You look up and your face was literally an inch away from his. He looked you straight in the eyes and felt your cheeks warm up. “You ok?” he asks. You nod and begin to get up. “I should- answer that..” He nods, awkwardly coughing as he starts his game again. You open the door and see the back of someone who was hugging themselves. “Hi?” They turn around and you recognize the person as Tae. “Taehyung? It’s cold out come in-” He didn’t hesitate to enter and begin to talk. “I’m sorry but I had to come to you because-” His eyes land on Jungkook. Jungkook stares back. “As you were saying?” you ask, turning Tae so that he wouldn’t make the atmosphere tense. “I didn’t know you had company..” Biting your lip, you shrug. “We can talk in my room?” He nods and begins to head that direction. You follow and sit next to him on your bed. “What happened? Are you ok?” He shakes his head. “I fought with Jiyeon.” Your eyes widen and out of instinct you take his hands to show you care. “Are you still together?” Taehyung hesitates, but finally shakes his head. Well damn they sure lasted long. “It wasn’t meant to work out, I guess..” You frown, pulling him into a hug. “I’m sorry, Tae. I know you really liked her..” He shakes his head. “I did. But slowly into our relationship, she became possessive and bitchy. She insulted you, Y/N, I couldn’t let her do that. That’s why we fought. I knew then that we couldn’t be together. If she didn’t like our friendship then we wouldn’t work out. I’m not just going to drop you out of my life.” You felt tears in your eyes. Just when I was getting over you. Your fingers ran through his hair, calming him.

“Thank you..” It was silent. The only sound was of Jungkook’s game. “No problem. I’m sorry I intruded in you and Jungkook’s time together. You two are getting close, huh?” Taehyung pulls away from you and smiles sadly. You squeeze his hand. “Yeah, we are. And honestly, it’s fine. I’m sure he doesn’t mind either.” At that, Taehyung laughs. “You sure? He seemed rather bothered when I entered.” You roll your eyes. “He’s like that. You’re his friend too, do you really think he’s bothered?” He hesitates, but ends up shrugging. “It just seems like we’re fighting over y- something. Yeah, something.” You just laugh. “Whatever. Let’s join him before he starts whining.” The two of you get up and head into the living room. Jungkook wasn’t playing anymore and just munched on his chips. “Oh hey.” You smile and take a seat besides him. “Our friend here is going through stuff, so he’s joining us.” Jungkook pokes the inside of his cheek with his tongue, but nods. You knew he wasn’t happy about the interruption. “Let me guess, you and Jiyeon broke up.” he says. “Yeah.” You hated how tense it was. “Let’s watch a movie, yeah?” They both agree and you switch to Netflix to go through movies. The three of you fought over what to watch, exchanging jokes and laughing. It felt nice, having the two people you cared about bonding like before the drama. You smile softly, hearing them yell at each other jokingly. Maybe things would turn out right after all.

»here’s part 4!! I wish I could’ve uploaded it sooner but my mom got out of work late which means I had a little time to write and edit, so sorry if this seems rushed. I think I might make 2 or 3 more parts before finishing it off. Question: who would you pick? Jungkook or Taehyung? ;)«

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 (JK Ending) Part 7 (Tae Ending)

Destroyed by rugby boys

It’s a brand new school term, while everyone is excited to start school Jered on the other hand is dreading for this day to come. Jered was from a reputable secondary school but he did not do well for his Os resulting in him unable to get into his dream school. He managed to get into a decent JC while most of his friends went separate ways leaving him alone.

“Bye, enjoy your day at school” Jered’s dad bid goodbye to him while alighting him at the front of his new school. Jered stepped into the school with heavy steps, in his head was thoughts of regrets, should he studied harder he could be at his dream JC with most of him friends.

His thoughts were interrupted by a foreign

“Hello freshman ! Welcome to CJ !
Head to the atrium to collect your J1 orientation bag”

a modulated voice greeted.

Jered snapped out of his thoughts and looked up, in front of him stood a charming young man. He’s tanned with bronze sun kissed skin tone, body of an athletic and captivating face features.

Jered can almost feel a bulge forming underneath his uniform just by looking at this cutie.

Jered proceed to the atrium for his orientation program, keeping that cute senior he saw earlier on his mind.
The day kicked off with a series of indoctrination programs from school history to school songs etc and finally it’s time for the freshmen to meet their (orientation group leaders) OGL

A bunch of J2 students entered and went to their respective groups that they were assigned to. Jered was looking for that senior he saw this morning in the crowd, that handsome face surfaced from the crowd and started walking towards Jered direction.

The J2 OGL started introducing themselves to their individual group.

“Hello freshies! I am Christopher, I play Rugby so if you are interested to join Rugby come find us this Friday at the cca fair…”

“Stop advertising for your cca la “ another OGL interrupted and starts his own introduction but Jered’s attention was all on that senior he saw earlier.

So he’s name is Christopher … I can’t believe that he’s my OGL! Maybe getting into Cj is not that bad after all ! Jered thought to himself while catching every sight of his new eye candy.  

The week went by with different orientation programs and Jered took every moment he can to admire his new found eye candy. It didn’t took long before he’s constant staring caught Christopher’s attention.

Christopher is extremely homophobic and despise people who are gay. He felt really uncomfortable with Jered’s constantly staring, eveytime he caught Jered staring at him, he will give him a hostile stare hinting him to back off. Jered just couldn’t help it , he wants Christopher.

Friday marks the end of the orientation, all the freshies were invited to the school’s CCA fair. The first thing that came across to Jered’s mind was Rugby! He was in track and field back in secondary school, joining another sports cca will not be a problem to him and besides his eye candy, Christopher is in Rugby too!

The rugby team put up a friendly match for the J1s to watch, Jered stayed all the way throughout the match. It was his first time seeing Christopher in rugby jersey, the fitting jersey wrapped around his body nicely showing his well defined body with bulging biceps. Jered got hard throughout the match while idolizing his crush The match ended around late evening and most of the J1 freshies left by then. The rugby boys gathered together for cool down before heading to the changing room to wash up.

Jered wanted more of Christopher, he can’t stop thinking about Christopher in his tight rugby jersey, he decided to follow the rugby boys into the changing room. Jered entered the room and was greeted by the rugby boys. They looked at him as though he entered the wrong room. Jered acted like he’s there to use the toilet. He gathered himself and make his way to the cubicle avoiding eye contact with the boys. Along the way he caught sight of Christopher, he’s already half way through changing. His upper body were naked exposing off his well defined body and rock hard abs. He recognized Jered and was dumbfounded that he actually stalked him till this extent.

Jered entered a cubicle and locked himself inside. The toilet was filled with a mixture of the rugby boy’s sweat and their urine smell. The smell was driving Jered crazy. He was hard and leaking, he needed relieve. He unbuckled his school pants and pull down his underwear letting his 5.5 inch dick out of its confine and started rubbing himself. Jered shut his eye and started fantasizing about Christopher.

“Knock … knock … knock” a series of loud banging sound interrupted. The rugby boys were banging onto the cubicle door that Jered was in.

“Come out gay boy!” The rugby boys demanded while banging onto the door continuously.

Jered was shaking with fear, his body started to tremble … what is he going to do, before he could respond the rugby boys pushed through the door and caught him red handed. There he stood, half naked from his waist down with his fully erected dick exposed to everyone.

“Fucking faggot caught in the act ! Is this the gay boy you were talking about bro. That guy that kept looking at you ?” one of the rugby boy said.

“Yes that’s the faggot, fucking look at me non stop” Christopher said while looking disgusted at the sight of Jered.

“Get him out boys…” one of the rugby boy yelled. Jered was panicking and before he can pull his pants back the rugby boys grab hold of him and dragged him out of the cubical. Jered school pants and undies were dangling around his calves while being dragged out of the cubical. He was dying from embarrassment with his private parts exposed to so many people.  

The rugby boys dragged Jered out and place him on the bench. Jered tried to struggle and break free but the might of the rugby boys were too much for him.

“Fucking hate gays, I will make you regret being gay you little faggot. Pin him down guys” Christopher yelled before spitting at Jered’s face.

Christopher started rubbing himself, the past week has been filled with orientation till late and he didn’t have time to release himself. It didn’t take him long to get hard. He pull down his shorts and tights underneath, revealing his 7inch rock hard dick.

“Want this so badly right? Gonna make you regret being gay” Christopher said with a twisted smile on his face. The boys spread Jered’s leg wide apart and held him down as though they knew what’s about to happen.

Christopher was ready and without much hesitation he jammed his 7 inch dick into Jered’s boy pussy. Jered screamed out loud in pain, without any lubrication or pre stretching, Christopher’s 7inch dick proves too much for this virgin boy to handle.

Tears started flowing down Jered’s face as he started begging for Christopher to stop but Christopher has no intention to stop. Thrust after thrusts he penetrated deep into Jered’s virgin boy pussy making sure to inflict as much pain as possible.

“Urgh… ahhhhh stop… please I beg you… urg ahhhh stop” Jered pleaded. The pain was overwhelming Jered was in tears.

Christopher was like an animal! The built up ragging hormones started taking control of him while he fucked the shit out of Jered. A few mins later Christopher increased his pace he jammed his dick deeper and harder into Jered’s hole sending shivers down his spine. The by standing rugby boys knew what was about to happen and started cheering for Christopher. Christoper gathered all his strength and pushed all the way into Jered’s hole before letting out a moan…. “ahhh…”

Shots after shots , Christopher ejaculated his one week load into Jered’s virgin boy pussy. Jered’s hole was flooded with warm shots of Christopher cum and it started leaking out. Christopher pulled his dick out.

Jered was still recovering from the pain while his rectum muscle is pushing out the cum from his hole. Despite the pain his 5.5 inch dick was still hard throughout. Jered never imagined getting fucked to be so painful. Just when he thought it’s over another boy wants to try too.

“Let me try fucking this faggot” one of the rugby boy said. The boys were all curious about how it feels to fuck someone and now it’s the perfect chance for them to release their raging hormones. This boy was kind of shy, it took him a while and with the help of some hot girls image he managed to get hard.

Unlike Christopher, it was his first time fucking someone and it took him a while to locate Jered’s boy pussy hole. The rest of the boys were laughing at him for being such an amateur. Lucky for Jered, the second guy is much smaller as compared to Christopher.  The boy started to enter Jered with his 6 inch long dick.

“Ew bro, it’s full of your cum. Fuck!” the boy said as he work his way into Jered’s hole, filled with Christopher’s cum. Christopher laughed and told him to enjoy the ‘organic lube’ the rest of the boys laughed. Second time felt much better for Jered. Due to the stretching from the previous fuck and the ‘organic lube’ Christopher left inside his hole, Jered was starting to feel pleasure instead of pain while the rugby boy went in deep, hitting his g spot. The feeling was out of this world, never had Jered experienced such pleasure, it was a weird feeling from his prostate. It’s a similar feeling like having the urge to pee but not quite exactly like that. The urge got worst as the rugby boy increases his speed.

“ ahhh fuck .. fuck… I think I am cumming” the boy panicked not knowing what to do as it was his first time.

“Just cum in him la” Christopher laughed.

“Argh cumming cumming ahhh” shots of warm cum started flowing into Jered’s ass as the rugby boy unloaded his load in.

All this pumping are driving Jered nuts , the strong urge of peeing soon turns into feeling of relived. Jered thought he peed himself but in actual fact all the stimulation from his prostate made him auto cummed. “ Jered was moaning in pleasure as his boy juice flowed out of his 5.5 inch dick.  

Disgusted at the sight of Jered enjoying himself, Christopher wanted to destroy this faggot. He went over to Jered with his dick, now soft still hanging outside his shorts. He positioned his dick at Jered’s face.

“What are you do… ing..???” Jered picnicked.

Christopher said nothing but stayed focus while aiming his dick directly at Jered’s face and within seconds warm flow of urine started flowing out of Christopher dick landing onto Jered’s face. Christopher is peeing all over Jered’s face.

“Ple…asee sto..pp ah “ Jered pleaded while choking onto Christopher’s pee. The boys that were holding on to Jered let go of him to avoid getting in contact with the pee.

The rest of the rugby boys cheered while laughing at the pathetic state Jered was in. Some of the boys started taking turn to fuck Jered. Jered was exhausted and had no strength left to resist as he lay there surrendering his body to the rugby boys.

About seven guys fucked Jered that evening. By the end of everything, Jered’s hole was filled with the all rugby boy’s cum, it was oozing out and flowing down his legs staining his undies and school pants.

“Eh guys let’s play a game” Christopher suggested a evil plan to end the day.
He instructed the boys to gather in circle in front of Jered. Jered was on the bench totally wasted with cum oozing out of his hole while the rugby boys gathered and form a circle in front of him . They took out their cock and started rubbing themselves. It didn’t take them long to get hard again even though some of them cummed earlier. They were all jerking off competing against each other to see who can cum the fastest.

“ ah ah ah cumming cumming” Christopher was the first to cum. He purposely aimed his dick at Jered’s face while spraying his cum all over Jered’s face. “Ha ! I win” Christopher said proudly while the rest of the boys focus their attention to cum, shots after shots, cum landed onto Jered. Covering his body and uniform with cum. After what seems like 20 mins the last boy cummed, spraying all over Jered’s school uniform.

“Ah ah you are the last! Drinks on you man” they boys laughed at the last boy who cummed. They gathered their bags and left for another changing room in the school to wash up.

Jered was left on the bench with the entire rugby boy’s cum all over him. His uniform was soaked with thick gluey warm cum and urine. His pants and undies still dangling at his calves leaving his privates exposed and his very sore ass leaking warm cum.  

That night Jered went home soaked in the school’s rugby boy’s cum, sore and destroyed…

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She’s mine now Part 2

Originally posted by bring-kai-back-to-life

Prompt: Theo comes back from hell to find out his girlfriend is now dating Stiles.

Pairing: Theo Raeken x Reader, Stiles Stilinski x Reader

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NCT Reacts to your gg covering their song

Anonymous: Hey~~ I love your blog, could you please do NCT127 reaction when reader just debuted (she is their gf) and her group covers their song and she is the rapper?

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  • It would have been much funner if you could have kept it a secret that your group was finally debuting, but hey, gotta hype you up, obviously Taeil knew it was coming. But, he wasn’t aware of how your debut was going to go. So when your group started your performance, a medley of nct’s songs, Taeil was instantly out his seat and cheering like hell. Being a supportive bf, he did his best to hype your group up to fans, so the second you bust out rapping as your group covers t7s, and the crowd is losing their minds, he can’t help but feel like the happiest man alive, seeing his girl getting so much support and nailing one of his group’s songs. He’s just so immensely proud, and can’t wait to find you after the performance. 


  • Being the ultimate hype man, Johnny was doing the absolute most the create buzz for your group. He’s been mentioning the upcoming debut non stop, reposting all your teaser pics, the works. And when you finally perform, unfortunately he’s not able to be there to see it in person, but he’s watching it live during the radio show, and bet money he freaks tf out the second he hears the intro to Limitless, and you owning the stage, and Jaehyun’s making fun of him while Johnny is just a mess of smiles and clapping and ‘wooOOooAah ! did you see that! that’s my baby!!!!’ He’s just so freaking hyped and happy for you, he forgets he’s even doing the show and ends up just gushing like hell to Jaehyun about how fcking proud he is. 


  • Taeyong cries. You know it. I know it. The flood gates open the minute you step on stage and slaughter his rapping in Cherry Bomb. He’s a blubbering mess and has to hide his face every time the camera shoots from your performance to his reaction in the audience. He’s so unbelievably happy that your debut went so smoothly, and covering his group’s song and his rap, fills him with so much joy and pride that he can’t stop himself from getting emotional. You’d think he was debuting all over again, with how his cry baby butt was acting.  


  • Yuta is so gobsmacked when you began the performance. He knew you were covering for the performance, but for the life of him, he couldn’t get what you were covering out of you. He should have known you were covering NCT “really, yuta. i wouldn’t tell you who, and you didn’t immediately assume i was covering my boyfriend’s group? dummy”. But even when Cherry Bomb started, he assumed it’d been twisted to be more feminine, but here your group was, popping your hips and rapping as intense at NCT had, and he’s completely blown away. He’s so in shock, he’s still in a daze when you find him afterwards, “so how did I do?” “….what?


  • He’s such a braggy boyfriend, fight me. He’s really going to be watching the live stream of your performance and just punch Yuta in the arm like “Look at that! Look at her! She’s a better than you! Look at her go, that’s am-wooAAhh what was the hip thrust oh my god! My girlfriend’s better than yours.” “Do, I don’t have a gf.” “Exactly. You suck be default.” Don’t get me wrong, Doyoung’s insanely happy you debuted, and you’re nailing the song, but he’s got to rub this in someone’s face. 


  • Besides being completely thrilled and as happy for you as can be, he’s kind of emotional about it. Not nearly as emotional as Taeyong, no tears will be spilled, but he will have this warmth in his heart and just knows how successful your group will be. He’s 100% going to find you after the show, and just jump your bones. “I told you you’d be perfect, all those late night practices were worth it huh? no more breakdowns, okay? you were perfect. I’m so proud of you.


  • WinWin is just over the moon. Try as they might, the other members couldn’t keep from being the loudest person in the audience. “That’s my girl! I’m the number one fan, and I’m gonna yell. Now shh, her parts coming up!” You have never seen WinWin this hyper and loud before, he’s instantly transformed into your #1 fanboy. He’s just so excited you’re finally debuting, and beyond thrilled you’re covering his group, and absolutely amazed at how much you’re killing it but like, he shouldn’t be surprised, he knows how talented his baby is.


  • Aw, the baby hype seal is loose again. Listen, he was semi aware that you were going to be covering one of NCT’s songs, he just wasn’t ready to hear you say “uh, and that’s a long ass ride” with his own two ears. The hype train hit full speed, and he looked like a NCTizen every time he performs the song. Hearing your flawless rap, after having helped you practice as a trainee, and then come out and completely own his rap threw him for a loop. He’s so amazed and so so proud on how all your hard work has paid off. 


  • The bud is actually the sun from the teletubbies when you hit the stage. He’s instantly out his seat, clapping, yelling, and chanting along with all the other fans excited to see your group’s debut and at NCT’s song being the cover. More than anything, he was completely shocked to see you in full performance mode for the first time. Haechan knew you were good, but damn, you were good. Absolutely owning Taeyong’s rap had him blown away. All he can think is how proud he is that you’ve refined your skills so well to tackle the song, and how he can’t wait to meet you after to congratulate his baby on her official debut. 

i kinda got lenient with what unit’s song they covered….sue me.

New Beta

Pairing: Stiles x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 2146

Authors Note: I finally finished the first part, and I think it’s pretty good! I hope you all enjoy it! I want to thank @thelittlestkitsune and @nothisisstiles for encouraging me to make this into a fic, @smutandahalf for helping me with some ideas and proofreading, and @stilinski-jpeg for also giving me advice on how it should be structured, and if it was any good or not! Thank you all so much. I love all of you!

I’ve known Stiles and the pack for about a year and a half now. I first moved to Beacon Hills around the middle of junior year. Stiles and I met in a unique but cute kind of way.


I went to the grocery store for my mom the day after we moved, because she was too lazy to go herself. As I walked around the store I had to get my absolute favorite thing to eat, which was chicken flavored ramen. I found the isle that the ramen is stocked in looking for the specific flavor. There was only one package of chicken flavored ramen left and as I go to reach it my hand touches with someone else’s. I jump slightly looking to my left seeing a boy my age reaching for the same package of ramen. I blush slightly seeing how attractive this guy that’s now in front of me. He’s got this gorgeous soft looking brown hair that spikes up in the front, gorgeous amber eyes, an adorable nose, and his lips that look hella soft and pink. My eyes rake down his body slightly checking him out. I already like this guy since he’s wearing a flannel. Ahh I love flannels. There just so comfortable and warm. I’d wear them all the time if I could. As I’m about to speak I notice the guy grab the package of ramen.

“Wait! You’re really not going to be a gentleman and let the girl have the last package? Especially since it might be her favorite?” I ask with slight hope in my voice. The guy looks at me in shock and his cheeks start to turn pink.

“I-uh-I was gonna ask if you wanted it,” he says as he slowly hands me the package.

“O-Oh. Well thank you, so much,” I stutter slightly taking the package out of the guys hands. Our fingers brush against one another’s slightly as both our cheeks turn a darker pink. He turns around to continue his shopping when I yell out to him.

“Wait!” I run up to him and he turns around looking down at me.

“Um would you maybe, um we could eat this together? I’m new in town and I don’t really know anyone so, I was wondering if maybe you’d wanna watch a movie or hang out and we can eat ramen together?” I ask playing with the package in my fingers.

“Oh! Uh yeah,” the guy holds out his hand for me to shake, “Stiles.”

“Y/N,” I smile at him and shake his hand. I dig through my mom’s purse for a piece of paper and a pen. Finding both I put my first and last name on it along with my number and give it to Stiles.

“Just text me and we’ll figure out when we’ll hang out, but I really have to go. It was nice meeting you Stiles,” I give a little wave before walking to a checkout line.

*Flashback over*

I smile at the memory of meeting Stiles as I look at one of the picture frames in my room. I pick it up gently seeing the picture my mom took of Stiles and myself. It was one of the family barbecues my parents had hosted for my family, and I invited Stiles so I didn’t have to be alone. We were sat at the patio table and because there wasn’t enough seat I had to sit in Stiles lap. Since my mom told me that morning she always shipped us, so when she saw that I was sitting on his lap she wanted a picture of us. As she got the camera ready Stiles wrapped both his arms around my waist as I had wrapped one of my arms around his shoulders and linked my hands together as if we were hugging. I remember loving the feeling of his arms wrapped around my waist and even though we sat like that for maybe an hour, it was the best hour of my life.

I put the picture back down checking my phone to see if Stiles had messaged me. The pack was supposed to meet up for a meeting but I haven’t heard anything yet. There’s been so much going on lately with the dread doctors, Theo and his stupid chimeras that are bugging the fuck out of me. Lydia was stuck in Eichen House and the doctors there are doing who knows what with her. I can tell Stiles is super worried about her, he always has been. I wish that he had that amount of worry towards me, but I’m just his best friend. I sigh as I violently wipe the tears that escaped onto my cheeks. I hate crying, and I hate the fact that Stiles can make me cry so easily. I got a text from Stiles saying that he needed help with the research on the dread doctors. I grab my coat and car keys heading out to my car. I drive over to Stiles’ house letting myself in since the Sheriff absolutely adores me. I head upstairs to his room not seeing Stiles present.

“Stiles?” I ask looking around checking in his bathroom but there’s nobody. “What the hell?”

“Sorry, but it looks like Stiles won’t be joining us,” a girl that I recognized as Tracy mentions as she stalks towards me. I walk back towards Stiles’ door ready to run out of it and as I run towards it she beats me to it slamming it and pushing me up against it. She bares her teeth at me with her hand wrapped around my throat. My heart beats erratically as I try to pry her hand worried she’ll kill me. I feel her take her hands off my throat and I breath out in relief until I feel her claws stab into my side as I gasp for breath looking down at her hand whispering out, “why?” as I fall to the floor holding my wound. Tracy walks out the door leaving me for dead and I look up towards the bed seeing my phone go off and I try to crawl towards it but I wince at the pain in my side increases. I lay on the floor of Stiles’ bedroom staring at the ceiling as a few tears slip from my eyes.

Stiles’ POV

I follow Parrish to a car lot and see him look into a white van seeing the two dead chimeras. He closes the object they’re placed in shutting the van doors before taking off in the van. I tried calling Scott when Theo showed up in his black SUV and he jumped out fast walking over to me.

“Sorry, I got here as fast as I could,” Theo says.

“We gotta go. Now. Parrish has got the bodies,” I say to Theo as I head towards his car.

“Okay, wait up. Stiles wait.”

“Parrish is out and he’s got the bodies. We’ve gotta find Scott and tell him,” I tell him opening the car door.

“Stiles!” Theo yells and I close the car door walking a little bit towards him.

“I don’t think Scott wants to talk to you right now.”

“Yeah, thanks. I’m aware of that,” I start to head back to the door, “It doesn’t matter. He needs to know about this.”

“Stiles,” Theo warns, “Scott doesn’t want to talk to you, but I think your dad does,” he says holding up my school ID.

Theo was walking away from me as I was following telling me, “Your dad was looking for you Stiles. He found me instead.”

“Where is he?” I ask with a little bit of anger and concern in my voice.

“I covered for you. This was taken care of. If Melissa didn’t find it at the hospital. I guess even the son of a cop can make mistakes,” The states as we walk around in a circle.

“Did you hurt him?” I ask.

“I never lied about why I came to Beacon Hills. I’m here for a pack. I came for the werecoyote. The one whose first instinct is to kill, I came for the Banshee, the girl surrounded by death, I came for the dark kitsune, the beta with anger issues, I came for Void Stiles. That’s the pack I want, unfortunately it doesn’t include Scott,” Theo yells at me with anger and determination in his voice. “Your heartbeat is rising, Stiles. It’s not because you’re afraid. Nogitsune is gone, but you’ve still got more blood on your hands than any of us,” Theo says smirking at me.

“I’m about to get more,” I say angrily.

“I’ll tell you where your dad is,” Theo says placing my ID on the hood of the car, “if you promise not to help Scott.”

I punch Theo in the face out of anger. He stumbles back laughing menacingly.

“There he is! That’s Void Stiles,” Theo mentions excitingly, “it felt good, didn’t it?”

I punch him in the face again as I stumble back and Theo falls to the ground. He sits up and spits blood out of his mouth looking up at me, “We won’t tell Scott, because you can’t lose your best friend right? Even though we both know, you never needed him.”

I grunt landing on Theo gripping his coat as he eggs me on, “You hate me now, but you’ll get it eventually. This is the hard part, because you can’t help Scott and save your dad’s life, or maybe even Y/N’s life. You still got time Stiles.”

“Y/N? What did you do to her?!” I yell angrily.

“I didn’t do anything personally. Although, Tracy might have met her at your house. Choose who to save Stiles. You’ve got time.” Theo says and I stand up and start running towards my house dialing Melissa’s number.

“Stiles, I can’t really tal-,” I cut her off with worry in my voice.

“Melissa you gotta go find my dad! He’s hurt and Y/N’s hurt I need to get to my house, but please. Please find him,” I plead to her as a few tears escape my eyes.

“I will Stiles, I will.” Melissa says and hangs up.

I put my phone in my pocket finally getting to my house bursting through the front door. I look everywhere downstairs first before yelling out her name.

“S-Stiles,” I hear her whimper from upstairs.

I run up the stairs into my room finding her bleeding out on my floor. I instantly kneel next to her grabbing her free hand taking my phone back out calling 911. I tell them I need an ambulance at my address immediately and they told me they’re sending one out now. I hang up throwing my phone onto the bed and runs my other hand through her hair.

“You’re going to be okay Y/N. J-Just stay with me okay?” I say to her as she nods weakly. I hear the sirens get closer and I wipe the tears that spilled onto my cheeks.

“D-Don’t cry please…” Y/N says trying to lift her hand, but she’s too weak. I nod leaning down kissing her forehead as I go let the paramedics in telling them she’s upstairs.

They get her on a stretcher and bring her to the ambulance and ask me if I want to ride with her. I nod immediately, getting in, and sitting beside her. I reach for her hand stroking her soft skin with my thumb. We arrive at the hospital in about ten minutes and the doctors told me I need to wait in the waiting room. I was notified that my dad arrived a few minutes before we did, and he was going into surgery. I went up to the registration desk giving the nurse information on my dad.

“Stilinski, right?” The nurse asks me, “you said his insurance was with the county? He’s a deputy?”

“No, he’s the sheriff, he’s the county sheriff. Okay. He’s covered. I mean he should be covered,” I sigh and Melissa comes up behind me telling that nurse that she’ll take care of it. She pulls me to the side to talk to me but my eyes keep gravitating towards Y/N’s room.

“Is-Is she going to be okay?” I ask looking back at her.

“She’s going to be fine. You got there in time before something worse could’ve happened,” she says smiling sadly at me.

“Ca-Can I see her?” I ask with slight hope in my voice.

“Yeah, c’mon.” She brings me to her room letting us be alone and closes the door as she walks out. I slide a chair over to her bedside as she smiles weakly at me.

“Hi,” she says softly and I take her hand into mine smiling at her.

“Hey. How are you feeling?” I ask her.

“Better than before that’s for sure. Thank you Stiles, for saving my life.”

“If I had only known this was gonna happen I would’ve made you come with me,” I sigh bringing her hand to my lips placing a small kiss on them.  


My friend and I were blessed with the chance to get GA tickets to see BTS during their wings tour in Newark on Day 2, and I miss you not. When I tell you these boys are in LOVE with the Coco?! 😍😍😍 my phone was only at 60% for me to last the entire concert so I couldn’t get all the receipts that I wanted. But let me tell you.

Namjoon: my man could not stay OUT of my camera whenever he was on my side of the stage on the second stage. I was awkwardly standing right in front of the corner of the stage and my friend was a few feet away and in front of the stage, but he made sure he always stole glances at me, smiled, danced in my camera, or did whatever he had to do to make sure the focus was on him. During wings outro he actually rushed over to my corner before Jin could to sing in my corner. And when the concert was over and they were doing their bows he came back over to me smiling he cheeky smile but his teeth were showing and he pointed at me and was nodding his head (I’m taking this as him saying he liked my blue hair since everyone else around me was short and Asian or white with brown or black hair)

Hobi: When I tell you this man is the epitome of disrespect?! LAWD have mercy I needed holy water after having so many crotch shots of this man!! During cypher he could not stay out of my face with his lip biting and crotch grabbing and smirking. I’m surprised I didn’t faint at this concert. And I knew he was doing it on purpose because each time he would look at me and smirk or wink like, “yeah this is for you.” And keep it moving, during wings outro he came all the way over from the opposite side of the stage to play with my emotions again and snatch my soul from my body. And even when he was standing somewhere else on the stage he would still look over at me and smile and when I yelled “J-Hooooope” idk HOW he heard me but he looked over and gave me the biggest smile and I almost cried.

Jimin: Baby boy isn’t your baby mochi anymore!! They call him sexy MOCHI for a reason. He continued to pop up out of nowhere while I was recording and they were just doing their own thing on the stage. When they were talking and it was silent in the crowd he had his earpiece out and I yelled “Jimin you’re disrespectful!!” And he made a kissy face at me. How did I not die right there? The world may never know.

Jungkook: Mr. International Playboy himself!! He was absolutely in LOVE with my friend and her camera during the concert. During Spring Day she was yelling and screaming his name and he looked up during a part of the choreography and made a kissy face at her and went back to doing the dance. During all of their free movement songs on the second stage he continued to go and get in her camera and be in her face that he might as well have taken her phone and recorded himself for her. During N.O and some of their other songs he actually came and snatched my own soul out of my body while giving me that look too. Lil boy better calm down and eat some animal crackers or something!!

Yoongi: He kept eyeing me during Cypher Pt. 4 and I’m not surprised I got drowned in his water at the end of the song. Only person I would allow to splash water on me.

Sadly Tae and Jin weren’t on our side of the stage much but when they were they showed us love of course, but not as much as the other members

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If you see j hope at the end of this video he looks me dead in my eye while giving me that look. I was the only black girl/the tallest in my area and my hair was blue at the concert

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Andreil prompt! Neil and Andrew celebrating their first win on the same pro team??? (Neil just being so happy and Andrew being happy because Neil is happy!!)

ahhh! i love this! it may not have turned out as fluffy as you wanted (apparently i’m having trouble producing fluff lately or whatever) but i think it still is pretty funny!

  • so i don’t think the bonus content ever say how long neil and andrew play on separate teams, but for the sake of this let’s just say that they don’t play together for two season
  • initially it’s pretty easy for both neil and andrew to play on separate teams but still live together and see each other only a couple times during the season
  • this means that one of them either owns another apartment closer to their team, or drives an insane distance everyday just to go back to the shared apartment (and tbh the answer is both, andrew owns an apartment closer to his team but decides to stay at the shared apartment if there isn’t a game the next day)

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Btw this is my first class headcanon thing, sooo oops

Class 1-A : Karaoke Night

  • probably instigated by Mina and later agreed on with the rest of the girls
  • most of the buys will be totally down for it
  • Todoroki, Koda, Shoji, and Tokoyami wouldn’t really be as hyped but are still willing to go for fun
  • Bakugou and Jirou would only go because the Bakusqaud dragged them
  • Jirou doesn’t want to go because she self conscious of her singing voice compared to her instrument talent
  • Bakugou doesn’t want to go because he just doesn’t want sing and will blow the machine up if does
  • (he ends up only blowing up one mic, because he chucked it at Mineta’s face)
  • Uraraka and Asui would totally be the first to duet and earn a round of applause
  •  Todoroki would be pressured to sing by Sero and Toru o ‘have fun!’
  • (but honestly they wanted to tease him)
  • Todoroki would be like, ‘I literally only know old japanese songs and Disney songs’
  • Sings Part of your world and everyone is silent until “WHY ARE YOU GOOD AT EVERYTHING????” -most likely Denki
  • Midoriya would probably sing anything All Might related unironically 
  • Sato would yell - sing and it’s not that bad but just a tad loud
  • The waitress and severs have to warn the chefs before the kids order, but pizza and chicken wings isn’t going to cut it
  • Bakugou would totally make someone eat one of his spicy chicken wings and then sing a long ass song
  • just for payback for dragging him here in the first place
  • it’s probably Kirishima, and he sings “In the arms of the angel” with tears down his face
  • (personal hc: but Kirishima can not handle spicy food at all, even though he tries to tough it out)
  • Momo would beg to sing with Jirou and they are amazing, Denki recorded it so they could see it back and Jirou almost deleted because ‘she was off key’
  • I feel like Mina and Denki would sing any song from Kesha, be totally off key but rock it
  • Everyone having to work together to get Bakugou on stage and make him sing
  • would probs take a bride of more chicken wings and never coming back again
    • Bakugou sitting back down and looking at everyone like “What the fuck is your problem???”
    • They all never did go back there
    • mostly because they got kicked out when Aoyama glittered the hallway, Mineta peeving in other rooms, and Bakugou ordering too many spicy chicken wings
    Marriage Material - Part 7 - Jim Kirk

    Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6

    Summary: in this chapter, leonard’s laughter shakes the walls of his quarters.

    Warnings: language

    A/N: some feedback would be NICE. even if it’s just to yell at me after this part.

    Jim tried to convince himself the ceiling was more interesting than any thoughts invading his mind, your voice invading his mind, your soft, rhythmic breathing invading his mind. He would’ve gotten up and struggled to find sleep on the couch, but he knew his resolve was too weak.

    He let himself look at you after what felt like hours of keeping his eyes glued to the plating above him, his gaze tracing your peaceful features and lingering upon your lips. He picked his hand up from his side, his fingers mere centimeters from your jaw before he sighed out heavily and shook his head.

    He stared at the ceiling again, sighing once more as he felt sufficiently creepy. He then glanced at the time display against the wall, unable to read the digits through the exhaustion filled in his eyes.

    He tore the comforter from his body and climbed out of the bed carefully so as to not wake you. He padded across the dark quarters, his toes slamming against the leg of the god-for-fucking-saken coffee table.

    He clamped his lips shut tightly, his hand flat against his forehead as the pain surging up the length of his spine made him want to yell out every curse word he’d ever heard and every curse word he could make up on the spot.

    He glanced in your direction as if he’d be able to make your silhouette out in the pitch black darkness, clicking his tongue at his own behavior and checking once more to make sure the clicking hadn’t woken you up.

    Forgoing shoes and another dimwitted accident, he slapped his hand against the control panel beside the door and stepped into the corridor.

    Crewmembers he’d probably introduced himself to at some point passed him and stared at him pointedly, their perfectly pressed uniforms a stark contrast against the wrinkled black undershirt he never bothered changing out of and the lint-coated sweatpants he’d wear at all hours if ever permitted to do so.

    He wanted to cover himself as a result of their stares, finally finding relief when he stepped in front of Leonard’s door and rapped his knuckles against it nonstop until it slid open with a hiss. He returned Leonard’s scowl easily, brushing past the incredulous man and calling for the lights to rise to thirty percent.

    He plopped down on the stiff couch and cursed under his breath, his elbows set atop his knees and his head in his hands. He stared at his feet and wondered how the left one wasn’t battered and bruised from his accident with the fucking piece of shit coffee table.

    Leonard stared at him, hazel eyes narrowed, dark hair sticking up every which way. He would have felt underdressed in his thin white t-shirt and boxer shorts had Jim not been dressed in the half-assed excuse for pajamas way he was. “You wanna explain yourself?”

    Jim glared at his bare feet. “Why didn’t I at least put socks on?”

    “You almost knocked my fuckin’ door down to ask me that?”

    He continued glaring, he thought his toes might cry out for release from the icy blue gaze fixed upon them. “Why did I think putting socks on might wake her up? She sleeps like a fucking log— she’d sleep through a nuclear attack from the Klingons.”

    Leonard’s lips quirked up ever so slightly without his permission. “Why are you here, Jim?”

    Jim lifted his head and set his chin on one of his palms, propping his head up. He stared at the wall before him. “I think I’m in love with my wife.”

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    [Why I Love] - Chpt. 17

    The Savior  

    Negan x Addison 

    A/N: *I’m thinking of adding titles instead of summaries to my pieces, I just find summaries unnecessary to write* I have a feeling you guys are going to appreciate how the story will turn these next few chapters ;) also sorry not sorry about the cliffhanger, there are more to come hehe. thank you so much for reading, commenting, reblogging and liking it means so so much! I absolutely love hearing your feedback, and I wouldn’t be writing if it wasn’t for you :) stay amazing you beautiful bunch xx 

    Chapter 16 || Masterlist

    (gif by @thewalking-deadimagines)


    “The only man that’s allowed to hold that pretty neck of hers is standing right fucking behind you, and that’s when we are doin’ some real kinky shit…” Negan emphasized his colorful choice of words, then laughed sinisterly under his breath. He grabbed onto the back of Howard’s collar, dropping the tone of his voice. “Don’t make me repeat myself again, asshole…”  

    Howard’s eyes flickered, slowly transforming him from maniac to man - it suddenly dawned on him that if he wanted to live he better listen. He loosened his grasp around my throat, dropping me gently down onto the ground. My ankles could barely hold my weight as my body collapsed back against the tree for support. I gripped onto my neck making sure that it was still attached to my head. My body went back to circulating oxygen normally, and I found myself gasping for precious air. 

    “On your fucking knees” Negan lowered his weapon watching Howard drop to the ground, abiding his command. 

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    Keith works out, Lance ogles happily, Pidge tries to analyze the nature of their PDA ... she swiftly regrets all the things.

    Some very kind people have sent me some very kind asks and made me feel better about being sick lately — and suddenly, my fingers were doing a thing on the keyboard? This thing, specifically? Just, everyone is so very nice, and I hope you like this silly little one-shot about silly space boys :) (Special shout-out to the anonymous person that called out this idea before I posted! Such amazing psychic powers! :D)


    “But seriously, if my calculations are correct — shut your mouth, Lance, they are always correct — then Keith is initiating fifty two point seven percent of the times you make me want to invent brain bleach.” Pidge pauses to push her glasses up her nose. “Keith, care to offer some insight into this?”

    “No.” Keith resumes lifting weights. Really, discovering the Castle’s weight room was one of the worst things that could have happened to Lance — now his boyfriend split his free time between training simulations and tossing around heavy things/running on treadmills. 

    The Red Paladin had become a gym rat. The Blue Paladin was not surprised.

    Also, Keith didn’t need more muscles, as Lance didn’t need that kind of heart attack. Even if watching those biceps strain was … nice.

    “My boo is just too hot to trot for my banging bod,” Lance says proudly, flexing his own (not quite as big but still very impressive) biceps.

    Keith stops lifting weights so he can face palm. Pidge stares up towards the heavens in supplication.

    “That’s going in my notes as one of the top five worst things you’ve ever said. Maybe top three.” Pidge actually takes out her computer to write it down.

    Keith, with his face still buried in one hand, points with his other and says, “I don’t know if I can kiss that mouth at all today. That was horrifying.”

    “Fifty two point seven percent, querido,” Lance cheerfully reminds him. “Ain’t nobody buying what you’re selling.”

    Keith shoots Pidge a despairing glance. “I mean, was the pining that bad, really? Would it be so terrible to go back to that?”

    Lance has taken a seat directly across from Keith, lifting a set of weights (they were barbells with rocks on either end — Coran had said something about how one could alter the density, thereby making them heavier/lighter, but Lance had immediately gotten distracted by challenging everyone to a weight lifting competition and somehow it ended with Hunk bench-pressing Lance and Pidge, and Shiro trying to throw Keith over their heads? Lance still doesn’t quite understand what happened there).

    “I feel like the reason Keith is macking on me in public more is because he’s kinda into the fact that he can,” Lance explains, grunting a little as he tries to mimic Keith’s moves. “I mean, the pining was so real — he had been staring lingeringly at me from afar for so long, and now it’s like, free pass to grope all the time.” Lance winks at Keith, who is venturing to peek at him from between his fingers. “Because you do. Have a free pass. To grope. Put your hands any —”

    “I know.” Keith lifts his weights with relative ease, a small smile pulling on his lips. “And yeah, Pidge. Maybe that’s part of it.”

    “Part of it?” Lance asks, somewhat breathlessly as he switches arms since his right one was starting to ache from the effort. “Dude. All of it. Your thirstiness is not to be denied.”

    Pidge rolls her eyes, jotting down a few more notes from her perch on the jungle gym (like, with actual vines for swinging and bouncy giant lily pads — Lance could not get over how cool Alteans were). “Believe it or not, I actually came to that conclusion on my own — Keith is now thirty six point four percent more affectionate with everyone, not just you, Lance.”

    “That’s … really sweet,” Lance says, feeling vaguely proud of both himself and Keith. The idea that he’s making Keith more willing to show his love to the rest of their space family … It’s a little humbling, and a lot of awesome. He can feel his cheeks heating up.

    The weights Keith had been lifting are now on the floor as he walks over to Lance, lifting his shirt to wipe the sweat from his face. Lance is grinning at the flash of a still slightly soft tummy (Keith has muscle definition, but there’s a small bit of cushiness around his middle that Lance really loves). Lance stops grinning when Keith suddenly drops into his lap, straddling him on the bench without any warning.

    “You’re forgetting something key, Pidge,” Keith is saying, glancing over his shoulder at the Green Paladin, who is looking annoyed and amused in equal parts.

    “All right, enlighten me.” Pidge grimaces. “With as little trauma as possible, if you please.”

    “I think I’m gonna expire in a minute here, Pidge, mi hermanita querida, would you please spare me the humiliation and not witness this? Keith, whatever it is that you’re thinking —”

    Keith covers his mouth with one hand, and Lance tries to speak past it, yelling his objections into the palm of a fingerless glove.

    “See, notice how he can still talk?” Keith tilts his head in Lance’s direction, speaking with infuriating calm. “It’s a bit of a problem sometimes. But —”

    The hand is gone. Lance is pissed off enough to start shouting, “Hey, you jackass, wail till I —”

    Keith’s lips are on his. His mouth falls open automatically, and Lance sort of loses the thread of … reality. Pidge whips them both in the head with a towel, which is when his wondrous boyfriend pulls away, leaving Lance gaping, licking his lips, and contemplating if he should still be irritated.

    “Efficient, no?” Keith asks, his dark eyes glinting.

    Pidge is glaring at him. “Except for the brain bleach aspect. Which I am going to go work on now. With Hunk’s help, he is one hundred percent behind me on this. There are cameras in here, by the way, not that that’s ever stopped you …” She gets up and walks out, though not before ruffling Lance’s hair and saying, “You’re such a goner, hermano.”

    When she’s gone, and Lance is left with nothing but a smug Red Paladin sitting on his thighs, he huffs, jabbing at Keith’s chest. “So you’re kissing me to shut me up most of the time?”

    “Not most of the time,” Keith admits, his smirk easing back into a smile. “But Pidge would have probably gagged if I told her the main reason.”

    “It’s not the ‘can’t resist my stellar good looks’?” Lance pouts. “That’s a little disappointing.”

    Keith presses a quick kiss to his mouth. He’s flushed from exercise, but Lance swears his cheeks get a little bit darker as he speaks, “It’s because half the time I think I’ve made up this whole stupid thing, okay? We got together at a freaking ball. There was a duel involved. And dancing in fancy suits.” Keith waves his hands around for emphasis before crossing his arms. “And we still argue like … It’s fine, but it feels like before sometimes, so I just … need to make sure it’s not. Like before.”

    Lance follows these words until he understands where they’re leading and then … He’s blushing, and smiling, and pulling Keith in closer. “You … you need to make sure this is real. That you didn’t … dream it. Because … I’m that good of a dream, huh?”

    Keith groans, burying his face in Lance’s shoulder. “Crap. Okay, backtrack, I never said anything, especially not that stupid, sugary pile of —”

    “No, no take backs!” Lance sings. “I … sometimes have the same problem. So, uh, a good chunk of my forty seven point three percent contribution is exactly that.” He smiles up at Keith once the Red Paladin pulls back and sits up straighter in Lance’s lap.

    “Yeah?” Keith leans down, his eyes fluttering shut.

    “Yeah,” Lance whispers against his mouth … which is when a painfully loud alarm goes off, and they are simultaneously soaked in freezing water as sprinklers kick in. Lance shrieks. Keith falls backward off his lap to the now slippery floor.

    “You have rooms. Go get in one!” Pidge yells over the Castle comm.

    “Please!” That sounded like Shiro’s voice, a little distant from the microphone.

    Lance is laughing and shivering, and Keith is back to being mortified, but they adhere to Pidge’s wishes (who knew what she might pull next? Lance wouldn’t put it past her to space them at this point), and take off running. Keith yanks Lance into the gym’s showers.

    “No cameras in here,” Keith says, raising an eyebrow. “And I need a shower anyway.”

    Lance is rendered speechless. He wonders if this counts as part of Keith’s fifty two point seven percent of PDA. He wonders if Pidge is all-knowing. And then there’s a shirt coming off, and warm water pouring from a shower head, Keith kicking off his shoes from inside the cubicle. Lance can’t think as Keith’s hands reach for his shorts … and then pause.

    “Yeah, so you just wait right here — you can take your turn when I’m done.” Keith grins and slams the shower door in his face.

    Lance wonders if there’s a way to flush a toilet on a space castle to turn the water into a frigid torture. He says as much out loud, kicking lightly at the door.

    Keith is laughing, and Lance may or may not adore that sound more than any other in the universe, except for his mom’s affectionate scolding … So, he decides to wait until the Red Paladin is done and then do his best to up his percentage. Forty seven point three percent simply will not do, Lance thinks to himself with a goofy smile.


    Random one-shot after Objects in Motion? I think so :) If y’all wanna read about the ball, duel, and dancing, head over there. Thank you to all the wondrous people who have been so awesome to me! You’re all way too amazing for words, but I hope you guys enjoy these above words as a random “thank you!” :D

    Bun in the Oven- Logan Paul Imagine (Part Two)

    Bun in the Oven Part Two-Logan Paul Imagine

    Life was good for you. Six and a half months pregnant, looking as healthy as ever and knowing that you were having not one, but two little baby boys, kept you going each day. You were waking up, to pee of course, at 2 in the morning, when an extremely harsh knock scared you out of your socks. You froze, not knowing who could be at your door at this hour of the night. So, you being as cautious as you were, you grabbed the closest, deadliest object near you. Taking your wine glass to the door you opened the deadbolt lock. You didn’t live in a bad part of town, right on Hollywood avenue but still, living alone always frightened you. Taking a deep breath, you swung the door open. You were extremely shocked. As you looked at some very familiar eyes. Light blue ones, that were now surrounded by a light shade of pink. He was soaked to the bone.
    “Logan?” You barely whispered. He flashed a small white grin.
    “Hey, you- you look amazing. I guess the pregnancy glow is real, huh?” His two hands reached out to your stomach, but you backed away on instinct. A very hurt expression came over Logan’s face. You were still standing in the doorway with a confused look on your face. Trying to figure out what he was doing here was like trying to figure out a quadratic function.
    “Can I come in please? I am freezing out here.” You debated making him stay in the hallway and suffer, but you didn’t. Instead you moved out of the way and let him in.
    “I can put your clothes in the dryer, yeah?” You said as you went to grab some of his extra clothes out of a box.
    About half an hour later, Logan was sitting on your couch uncomfortably.
    “Look, babe- “
    “Don’t call me that.” You snipped.
    “Right, sorry. I came here because I just needed to apologize to you. It’s been eating me alive, what I did to you. I can’t sleep most nights, I worry about you every single day. I needed to tell you that I’m sorry and I want you to come home. With me.”
    “I am home Logan. Besides, you kicked me out. You didn’t want me there. Why would I come back?”
    “Y/N please! I need you!”
    “You need me? You need me?! I’ve needed you for the past 6 months! You weren’t there! I’ve been waddling around for 6 months by myself, supporting myself and not one, but two babies with no help, and you need me?” your voice was bouncing of the walls.
    “Two babies?”
    “Who the hell do you think you are Logan Paul? Some fuckboy who can get whatever and whoever he wants? You think I haven’t seen you hanging around dozens of girls? What the one hookers name? Ayla? Yeah, I know you slept with her.”
    “Don’t talk about Ayla like that! You know what? Those two babies in your stomach wouldn’t be there if it wasn’t for me! You better remember that. I tried to let you come back without any issue. But now, now you’ll be hearing from my lawyers” Logan’s finger was in your face and you harshly slapped it down.
    “What? You’re going to sue for custody of two babies you wanted me to abort? The court will love that Logan! Love it!” you laughed in his face, clapping like a seal. Logan grabbed your wrist tightly out of midair and held them tightly at your sides. “Ow, Logan you’re hurting me. Let me go!’’ His strength was overpowering you, and there was nothing you could do but stand there. His alcohol stained breath fanned your face as he said:
    “Do you ever hear about the non-famous parent winning the case? No, you don’t. Because it doesn’t happen! Those babies, will be mine, so you might as well give up now.”
    “Do you ever hear about the dad winning the case?” you shot back, to which he responded by putting your wrists to your chest and shoving you backwards into the wall.
    “Fuck you” he slurred.
    “You already have dipshit!” you yelled as he walked out. You moved from the wall and winced as you held your back and stomach, praying that he wasn’t going to sue you.

    WOOHOO THE HIGHLY AWAITED! Sorry about the late update seriously I feel so bad    fort 3 will be up by tomorrow at noon though  I was thinking for part three skip the court case drama and go into when the kids are like five or so and have one parent see the other out in public with the kids you know give me some thoughts or if you have a better idea let me know and ill give shoutouts and creds and all that yeeee thanks for reading 

    BatFam X Reader "New Family" Part 3

    You work for Wayne Industries when you are asked to see Bruce Wayne with your boss Mr. Fox. On your way up to meet wit him, you meet someone else.

    Authors note: This is dedicated to my biggest fan Abdullaah. Thank you for being so supportive.

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    You weren’t sure but that creepy feeling that you were being followed wouldn’t go away and it was nagging at your very soul. It felt like having butterflies in your stomach and that anticipation that you are watching a scary movie and you don’t know when that thing that you know is going to jump out on the screen will. Yeah that is how you felt. That gut feeling was never wrong when it came to this. It just wasn’t. So as you stepped out the front doors of Wayne Industries you glanced behind you to see a security guard. Something about him looked familiar… You store this information in the back of your mind and continue on your way home. By the time that you make it two blocks the feeling comes back to you.

    At this time you need to make a decision either evade or lead the shadow. Evading would shake him off your trail, but if this guy had been following you as long as you thought he had then he would just wait for you at home. So the last option was the best bet.

    As you continue the way home, but instead of making a right you take a left. Without back tracking it would now take an extra five minutes home. As you continue down the sidewalk more and more of the stores turn to be abandoned. A closed down Barkery. Unbeknownst to the public this bakery wasn’t closed down or a bakery. This is the place were you lay your trap.

    It was dark and musty. Though the outside wasn’t what you were really interested in it was what was inside that mattered.

    Going around to the back the door was there. Once inside you start looking for Mack.

    “Mack?” You yell. “Its Y/N.”

    “Y/N, what in tar-nation are ye doing here?” said a man with an Irish accent. He is short fat man with patches of white hair all around his head. Wearing a hideous sweater and jeans that are obviously to big for him. Though the ensemble would not be complete without his climbing harness and goggles that look like they might have been part of a steampunk costume.

    “Hey Mack. I just needed to use your security cameras.”

    “Really? Whose after ye?”

    “I don’t know Mack, but can I use them.”

    “Sure they’re in dah closet.”

    “Thanks.” you say as you walk towards the hallway closet.

    The closet obviously must has been a cleaning supplies closet because it still smelled of cleaning product. On wall was the computer and on the other were ten screens. Each one projected a live feed of the inside and the outside of the bakery. As you scan the screens you notice a figure on the rooftop on the building across the street.

    “Yer think that him?”

    You scream and before you know it you have your hands wrapped securely around Macks throat. “God sorry Mack I didn’t realize. I’m sorry.”

    “Its not yer fault deary. I forgot before you were a techy you were part of the-”

    “Don’t say their name out loud!”

    Mack raises a bushy white eyebrow and says “If yer say so deary.”

    You smile at his reassuringly and look out a the screen at the figure on the roof. You zoom closer to get a better look. Red mask covers his entire face and it looks like he is wearing a brown jacket.

    “Its one of the Bat’s.” Mack exclaims.

    “One of the bat’s?” You ask.

    “Yes Y/N one of Bat’s.” You look at him blankly. “You know Batman? That is one of his guys. I think he calls himself deh Red Hood.”

    “How original.” You say sarcastically.

    “Has dis guy been following yer?”

    “I think so. I am going to talk to him.”

    “Talk to him?! Why…” Mack cuts off his own sentence and says instead. “If yer goin to talk to him you better watch your back. He ain’t like the others; he kills.”

    “Mack you don’t think that he knows about me do you?”

    “Nah deary, I wiped your past away. Your new identity is secure.”

    You nod as you get out of the chair and leave the Bakery.


    Jason was sure that this was not what Bruce ment when he said ”I want you to become her friend and get her to come onto our side.” by stalking her. He truly didn’t know how to become her friend, she really isolated herself from everyone. He had tried to talk to her and find excuses to see her, but whenever he tried she wouldn’t pay attention.

    “Y/N was one of those who stayed in her own world.” Jason thought to himself.

    He had been hoping to find a way to run into her on her way to work or on her way home and that is why he had been following her… for a week. So it had taken him off guard when she changed her route and had stopped at a closed down bakery.

    Still looking through his binoculars he waits for you to come out.

    Some pressure is felt at the back of his jacket. Jason freezes. He has been made. Your voice confidently whisper next to his ear. “Why are you following me?”

    camsthisky  asked:

    16) “No. Don’t you dare shut me out!” With Dick and one of his brothers please??

    Thanks Cam, this was a good one! I decided on Dick and Jason, but I was sorely tempted to do Dick and Damian. Some other time maybe.

    Featuring the redbird (because I fucking love that car) and Tim’s unconscious body. Also beware of total BS science. I know nothing. Don’t ask me where this is on the timeline, I don’t know.

    Dick knew something was wrong the moment the redbird screamed into the cave. For one, Tim had his own garage under the theater, much closer to his patrol route, and secondly, Tim never drove that that fast coming into the cave, not even in an emergency.

    All or which was why Dick wasn’t particularly surprised when Jason, sans helmet, shot out of the Redbird’s driver’s seat.

    “Help me with him!”

    Dick was across the cave in a flash, watching Jason pull a panicked, flailing Tim out of the passenger seat. “What happened?”

    Jason didn’t answer, instead opting to step into the medbay and dump Tim unceremoniously on the nearest gurney.

    “Could be fear gas, could be one of Ivy’s—“ Jason paused, grabbing ahold of one of Tim’s flailing legs and strapping it down to the gurney. “—Could be both.”

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