#pornwithoutplot

Pick up

synopsis: You call Toji up for a very much needed dick appointment. For a few exchanges of course.

pairing: Toji Fushiguro/Female! Reader, Toji Fushiguro/AFAB! Reader

a/n: Toji blows your back out basically.

tags: Smut, Shameless Smut, Penis in Vagina Sex, Slight Humour, Cunnilingus, Doggy style, Female Receiving Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Slight Dominant and Submissive Undertones, Spanking

word count: 2.7k

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Buzz, buzz, buzz…

Your phone rings, as you wait for this man to answer. How could someone who’s never fully employed not be able to pick up the phone? You stare at the contact ID with slight irritation, laying back on your bed.

You were calling up Toji. Unfortunately.

Though you don’t know how unfortunate you could be with having such a handsome and very muscular man ready at your disposal.

The transaction was simple. You’d offer a bed to sleep, your body and maybe some takeout in exchange for some dick. And it worked out quite well. He got off, you definitely got off and all would be well until he’d leave in the morning.

But right now he was testing your patience. Which was already wearing thin since you had just come home from work a few hours ago, and you needed something to tire you out. Or at least something to forget about the crap day you had. How long was he going to-

“Hey.”

You flip over and put the phone to your ear. “Hey…Are you here yet? You’re making me sound like a desperate hoe.”

He holds his phone up with his shoulder as his hand steering the wheel of his car. He was driving up and down the street it seems. He smirks a little at your self deprecating quip.

“I’m here. Just don’t have any money for parking.”

You raise your eyebrow, trying not to roll your eyes even though you know he couldn’t see them. Though he could definitely tell just from through the phone.

You could already see where this is going.

“How do you have a whole ass car but no money for parking? I thought you got that odd job recently.”

“It doesn’t pay as much as you think it does. Goes to my rent and bills before it can go to you sadly.” He responds with a hint of sarcasm.

There’s a slight pause before he asks. “So, are you gonna give me the money or not?”

The absolute audacity of this guy. But you were willing to put up with it for the sake of your hormones. Your raging and needy hormones.

You undoubtedly sigh. “Fine...” Your fingers type away as you send some money to his account.

And yes this was an often enough occurrence to have his card details saved on your banking app. Let’s not dwell on it for too long.

“Thanks. I promise to make it worth your while.” He teases a little, seeing the money go through and hanging up to park his car in front of your apartment.

After a while you hear a knock on the door, and you walk up to open it. You were wearing some yoga pants and a matching top, something you knew that he particularly enjoyed on you. And it showed by his obvious glance up and down at your body.

“Can I come in?” He was wearing his usual clothes, or maybe the only pair of clothes he had at the moment, a fitting black top and sweatpants. You could see his muscles peeking through and a slight shadow of his dick. Your mouth watered at the thought of him being commando.

“What are you, a vampire?” You remark with a small laugh, turning around as you begin to walk to your bedroom. As was protocol after you both remove your shoes. You had some standards. He was definitely staring at your ass as he closed your front door and began to follow you through the hallway.

He huffs air out of his nostrils. “Just thought I’d be extra polite to you since you paid for my transport.” He follows you into your bedroom, where you had put the lights on dim mode before he got here.

“Thanks by the way.” He stands in front of you while you sit down and lean back on your wrists. Your thighs look extra soft and pillowy like this.

“No problem. But…I think you can show your appreciation in another way.”

He cocks an eyebrow up. “I think I know exactly how. You’ve been real needy haven’t you? Blowing up my phone so I can give you what you want?”

You pout, because he was clearly exaggerating just to get on your nerves. You had only sent him like…two texts to initiate this. Maybe three.

“I wouldn’t say it like that.” You mutter defensively, averting your gaze.

“Oh, so you don’t want this? You don’t feel…needy right now?” He walks closer, knocking your thighs apart with his knee so he can stand between them. He was messing with you, knowing the word ‘needy’ was striking a nerve in you.

You screw your lips up, your ego not wanting to give you the confirmation that you were very needy. So needy that you were trying not to stare directly at his crotch and pull his pants down.

“No…”

He smiles a little, before his hands travel up your thighs he was ogling at. His hands were rough and scarred, which made them even hotter in your opinion. You could feel the warmth from them seeping into your skin. Your nostrils flare a quick second.

“No?” He doesn’t believe that. Especially with the way you’ve begged for him to stuff you full many times before, and the way you’ve begged for him to fuck you into your mattress with no mercy.

“Not even here?” His rugged thumb rubs your inner thigh teasingly, knowing that your core is absolutely throbbing right now. He doesn’t even need to feel it. The tip of his thumb ever so slightly gets near to your already damp panties before pulling away.

You hate how much this got you wet.

“What will you do if I say yes?” You murmur, looking up at him through your eyelashes. You were trying to hold on to the little dignity you had left.

“Get on all fours and I’ll show you.” He gives your thigh a slight tap, like he was patting the roof of a car. Your skin ripples at his touch.

“What about my clothes?” You huff.

He smiles, the scar on his lip moulding to it. “What, want me to take them off?”

“You gonna ask nicely?” He adds. “Or are you gonna keep staring at my dick?”

Damn, guess he caught you. You roll your eyes and put on a feigned sweet voice.

“Can you take my clothes off for me?” You force out. “Please?” You mockingly bat your eyelashes at him, just to sweeten and seal the deal.

He chuckles, the sound rumbling in his large chest. The sound is dark yet inviting, it has your thighs clenching. “Alright.”

“Lift your hips.”

You lift your hips like he said, as he removes off your yoga pants to show your soft skin. You had made sure to use the nicest body lotion you owned, as well as a nice scent that wasn’t too overwhelming but enough to drive him crazy.

He stares at your body intently, before hooking a finger in your panties to pull them off. A soft moan escapes you as the damp fabric peels away from your hot core.

“Hm, I can already smell how wet you are.” He casually collects the wetness gathering between your legs with a lazy hand, watching you let out a breath. “I thought you weren't needy.”

“I’m not…Just horny.” You mumble.

“Very, by the looks of it. Lift your arms too.” You lift your arms, revealing your tits as they drop softly out of the bounds of tight fabric. You get on all fours, arching your back to show him your glistening pussy eagerly waiting for him.

“So fucking wet…” He grunts, already feeling his pants get tight as he begins to rub his nose up and down your slit. You bite your lip.

“Please…no more teasing. Just eat me out…” You put it bluntly, no longer pretending to not be desperate. You needed to feel the unprecedented skill of his tongue. You whine a little and wiggle your ass in his face.

“So you’re gonna be good for me now? Okay.” He smirks a little as he starts to feast on your clit in a practice yet sloppy fashion, just the way you liked it. You let out a deep sigh and you rest on your forearms instead of your hands, already being weakened by the motions of his tongue.

He was practically making out with it, littering it with kisses and little sucks. You could be a little embarrassed at how obscenely wet you are from the sounds bouncing off the walls, but you didn’t have it in you to care. You were too busy letting out moans of deep, deep relief, the type you get when scratching a really itchy area.

He then decides to use his tongue to go in and out of your hole, which makes you start to twitch. He smacks your ass and grips your cheeks to keep you place as he doesn’t relent not one bit.

“Ah, god…Toji…” You shakily gasp, more whines escaping your throat as you drop your head down. He parts your cheeks apart, just really making a mess of you as he could see everything. This is what you needed, what you were craving.

“Fuck…” You draw out for a few seconds, your eyes starting to twitch as you grip the sheets tighter. He’s obviously amused since you can feel him chuckle against your clit, before really going to work.

You would’ve thought he hadn’t eaten in days.

You were literally on the verge of releasing all over his face before he all of a sudden pulled away, leaving you confused and irritated. You look back at him with a slight scowl.

“Didn’t I say no more teasing? I needed that…” You huff impatiently, before you realise what he’s doing.

“I don’t think you’re gonna be complaining anymore soon.” He pulls out his aching dick, and you almost drool at how big and veiny it is. God, you never got tired of seeing it.

It's how you remembered why you put up with any of his bullshit anyway. Why did the universe always give the biggest dicks to the bummiest men? Life doesn’t make sense.

He begins to stroke it lazily, getting off to the sight of your pussy slobbered with his saliva. It was his favourite sight ever. Other than your ass of course. He lets out a tight breath as he puts a hand on your ass, preparing to stretch you out completely. You feel a drip of his precum drip onto your sensitive clit, getting a whimper out of you.

You look back at his stroking himself and getting even more bigger, wondering how you even dealt with this in your guts the last time before. It bewildered every time you saw it, how he was just walking around with that thing in his pants.

He can sense the slight shock in your face and chuckles, lining up his tip with your aching hole. “Don’t worry. We both know it fits don’t we?”

And before you can say something back, you blink faster at him entering you. It’s like his length was pushing out the shaky breaths you were holding, as you put all your focus into sucking him in.

“Shit…Still so tight for me…” He lets out a deep grunt of approval, which makes you a little proud in your head that you still had it. He hums deeply once he fits fully inside of your hot heat, which is still pulling him in like you were scared he was gonna pull out. He grips the fat of your cheeks to get a hold of himself.

“Head down, ass up.” He instructs with a slight breathy tone, as you give him a look of slight annoyance. This dude had no manners whatsoever, even when miles deep inside of you.

But he’s nothing but amused by your defiance, deciding to give a harsh thrust of his hips so your head falls forward and your back hits a deeper arch. You let out a surprised moan before he puts a firm hand on your back and begins to piston his hips like an angry machine.

“That’s it…No more fighting for me…” He somehow manages to keep teasing you while hitting your sensitive spot each time. Your sounds were unabashed and loud, as your arms went in front of you to grip the pillow. Anything that could maintain your grip on reality as he gave you a reason to stop talking. “Just fucking take it…”

He notices you desperately clutching the pillow and decides to hilt his thrusts more so it was at a higher and more extreme angle. And in response, you only got louder and more obscene. Like a more realistic porn star, where you sounded exaggerated but like a woman losing her mind.

But nothing about this could be exaggerated at all.

“T-Toji…! Holy crap, you’re so deep…” Your voice bounces up and down as if you were on a trampoline, your head turning on its side as your cheek pressed deeper into the sheets.

“Let go of the pillow…This is what you wanted, so you gonna take it…” He gives your ass another smack, his toes digging into the floor of your room as he only gets even faster and animalistic. From the way he was fucking you, it was like he was angry at you but he felt nothing but pleasure at the sight of your ass cheeks bouncing with every slap of his pelvis.

You didn’t know how you were gonna survive, but you ultimately decided to follow his orders and move your hand away from the pillow. Because you would kick him out if he even dared to stop or slow down even a bit. Your arms fall by your side as you succumb to pleasure, which makes him make a sound that’s half a laugh and deep groan.

You looked dumb with scary amounts of pleasure, not even knowing how long he was pummelling deep inside of you. Your eyes were unfocused and your hands were twitching beside you, fighting the urge to put your hand back on his hip bone.

“Toji…Please…I’m so close…Please make me cum…” You hope that is what you rambled about anyway, as you didn’t know if your words could be heard properly by him. The mattress squeaked and the headboard hit the wall with a hard rhythm, adding to the soundtrack of your combined sounds of ecstasy.

“I know…You’re squeezing the shit out of me…” He grits his teeth as he grips your plush hips enough to leave bruises, his eyes glued to the sight of his wet dick sliding back in and out of you.

He looked up to the ceiling so he wouldn’t cum before you. “This is exactly what you wanted, huh? Me coming here and fucking the shit out of you?…And making you scream my name…Didn’t you?”

“Mm, yes…! Holy shit…Toji…!” Your eyes roll back as you close your eyes, your last and final cry being slightly hoarse and wanton. You clamp down on him like he wanted him permanently attached to you, and you can barely just manage to hear him curse over your wails.

His hips stutter as he pushes through your tight walls, before ramming inside of you a final time with his cum. You twitched as you felt his throb inside of you, feeling you bit by bit as he flushes your walls entirely white.

Your body goes limp, becoming a rag doll as he pulls out of you and you slide down into laying on your stomach. You smile dreamily to yourself, knowing you immediately felt like you were on a cloud.

He watches his cum drip out of you a tiny bit, helping himself to another gentle slap of your butt. He was just addicted to the way it jiggled and swayed, finding your soft yelp cute.

“Didn’t even know I could cum that much.” He notes as he lays down on his back beside you, his face a stoic yet completely sated.

You lift up your head and chuckle breathlessly. “Really? With that monster you had in your pants? I thought that was the average amount for you.”

He chuckles a little, his eyebrows doing a small raise. “Yeah, maybe I never realised…”

You both catch your breaths and stay in comfortable silence for a bit, getting some of your stamina back. Then he breaks the silence.

“Can I use your shower before you leave? And your fridge?”

You were too tired to care. After what he just gave you, that was seen as menial compensation. You roll on your back.

“Sure.”

synopsis: porn without plot

warning: MINORS DNI cocksucking mmmm

@sukkireads notes: i apologize for the poor writing - will continue this later literally wrote this half asleep when im supposed to be doing work but ong i want his dick so bad

Stick your cock in me please fucking please tears stream down your face as your scalp burned by how hard he tugged your hair back, pulling your head back as his tongue ran down your neck making you whimper and squirm beneath him, humping his clothed dick wetting it with your arousal.

You looked fucking pathetic at how fast he turned you own, half of your clothes scattered on his bedroom floor as you sink into the white mattress, his clothed body hovering above you as you run a hand under his sweat, nail tracing his back pulling him closer down to you, greedily humping up into him.

You’re so fucking impatient he chuckles lifting himself up as  you swallow hard, lips falling into a pout with the lack of warmth from him. You felt the cool air dance around your bare body, sending rows of goosebumps while he undoes his belt, painfully slow watching you watch his hands with a groan falling from your lips. 

His fingers curled into your hair, forcing you to watch as you watched swallowing the built up spit, practically drooling for his cock sitting disgustingly in your soaked panties.

Just fuck me already you murmer growing impatient wanting to rip his pants off and suck his cock clean before bouncing on it until your insides are painted thick and white with him. 

You whine, reaching out to him as he pulls it out, you groan in satisfaction the slight moan sending a shiver down his spine as you lick your lips, instinctly leaning closer wanting to taste him desperately. Lolling your tongue out as you watch his painful erection, the thick vein running underneath reaching his puffy tip leaking all prettily and angry for you to take whole. 

Hate (Vasili x fem!reader)

Pairing: Vasili (Hotel Mumbai) x fem!reader

Attention!! Porn without plot! / Straight to porn!

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Author's note:

NEW FANFICTION!! Vasili X Reader this time :^ I hope you are fine with me being a little offline- I swear to god I have so much stuff to do...but still: Jason >>>

Also we need to appreciate Vasili more. That boy gets too less attention.. oh, btw..requests are open!! Feel free to ask anything! ^^ <33

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Yn and Vasili. God, how they hated each other…Vasili was one of the most famous man in the Hotel. His bad luck however, got him to share his room with a very special woman. Arrogant. Egoistic. Rich. Spoiled.

It was yn.

They hated each other with passion…so much passion, that they would let all the hate out in a very rough night together. And well, let's just say that “rough nights” happened very often..since Vasili and her got on each other's throats almost every day.

“Vasili, dear~” she called him to her. Never ever would Vasili call her like that- that's what he thought at least. Sometimes he would eventually give in to her even if he absolutely hated that.

Vasili got up from his chair, where he read his magazine earlier. As he walked towards from where the voice came, Vasili found yn laying on the bed of their shared room. Of course she was grinning. Of course it was pissing him off. Of course she knew exactly that.

“Shut up.” Vasili answered, only giving her a pissed look. Even if his face showed an annoyed expression, he perhaps might just wanted to jump on her and ravish that stupid woman who called herself his roommate.

“Make me, bastard.”

Vasili rolled his eyes. How could a woman be so fucking annoying as yn? And what the hell did he do to deserve her as his roommate??

Without spending any more time on listening to her insults or orders, the Russian man got up, sat down on the bed and grabbed both of her legs with his hands. “Shut the hell up now, bratty whore” he said in the usual cold tone that he always had with her.

Then he got rid of his shirt and put both of her legs on each side of his shoulder. The man looked good, that was out of question, but if only there was a little love in the room right now and they wouldn't hate each other that much.

“I hate you, Russian.” Yn said.

Vasili raised an eyebrow, not caring much anyways.

“Say it.”

“No, bastard.”

“Say it.” He said again.

Yn only remained stubborn, not reacting to his order at all. She didnt care what he said anyways, did she?

Vasili rolled his eyes at her stubbornness. He hated that as well. Her incredible stubbornness…how could someone be that annoying and stubborn?

“мудак” She whispered as Vasili unbuckled his belt, still sitting between her legs while they rested on his shoulders.

As he heard the insult she just threw at him, their eyes met for a brief moment. Enough said.

“Oh? So you wanna get it rough, hmm?” It was a whole different thing if she called him any name that meant something bad..or if she called him a russian name. He was a Russian himself. Otherwise than her.

With another swift move he had her legs off his shoulders, now wrapping them around his own waist as he finished unbuckling his belt. Yn responded with a gasp. A reaction that made the Russian grin slightly. He leaned over her and positioned himself.

Vasili was ready. So was she.

With one big thrust and a precise hip move- Vasili managed to push his whole length in, not caring about what the woman beneath him felt like right now.

Before she could dig her fingers in his back and scratch him, Vasili had already pinned her hands down to prevent exactly that.

Yn squeezed Vasilis bigger hand, feeling how his thickness stretched her insides like nothing else did. She hated to love it:

“Shhh, be quiet now, bratty.” The russian accent was practically dripping from his voice.

Vasili knew that she loved it. It turned her on. That was a game they played every single night.

“Hhh….h..hhh” The only reaction coming from the woman was her heavy breathing.

Vasili began to thrust his hips forward. He wasn't going slow, no, not today. Not when he hated her so much. Not when she told him how much she hated him during it. Vasili loved it.

“I hate you, Russian.” Yn brought out, fighing hard to hold the ragging of her breath back as the russian man set a rough pace.

“Well then…hate me harder, bratty. Come on now~” He answered. “You can do better.”

Despite all the slutty, hate-filled cries she gave him, Vasili kept pounding her in that rentlessless, vigorous pace. One hand pressed her hands down, making her squeeze his hand, making yn hate him further. “Now come on…cant you hate me further? Don't you hate me harder, hm? Cmon let it all out~”

“God damn it, I really hate y-...mmmh…hhh” Yn tried to say, failing as her own voice turned a little more hoarse. Vasili was good.

In all the months where they had been on each other's throats, he had found it most enticing when she was at the point where she couldn't speak. When she could say no more words. When she was at his mercy.

Vasili groaned and his hips snapped forward with such force yn could feel his thickness going inside and hitting her wall.

The Russian wanted to hear that he was the most hated person in her world, and still he was getting yn, in bed and willing to have wild and rough sex every single night.

“You know I love when you say that…so tell…tell me how much you hate me bratty.”

“Oh..fuck you, Russian~” Yn cried out, already struggling to keep her eyes open to look at her roommate leaning above her.

Vasili let go of her hand, allowing the woman to wrap her arm around his neck and even reach his shoulder blades with her hands. One hand of hers dug into his hair, causing the man to breathe out for a moment to get used to her grip. With his now free hand, Vasili gripped the bedsheets while still pounding her at a brutal pace.

Everytime he snapped his hips forward, she moaned louder and louder, her voice echoing off the walls. Vasili loved this so much.

“Tell me again~” He hissed slowly, approaching her neck with his mouth.

“God, I-...I hate you so m-much…~” It was a pure struggle to streak for yn at this point. “Hhh…Ngh~” She simply closed her eyes, letting Vasili mark her neck with a bite on her neck. He had marked her.

“That's it bratty…keep moaning. You caught the spirit.”

Vasili moaned as well, snapping his hips forward and not giving any sign to slow down orgo softer. Thrusting. Pounding. Snapping. The russian man really gave no sign of mercy.

They would keep this toxic relationship. It would not work somewhere else, but it did work in this hotel room.

“I hate you…I fucking hate you…I hate your beautiful, sexy body…I hate your smooth skin…I just hate you.”

With every single ‘I hate you’ Vasili thrusted deep into her, certainly hitting the woman’s cervix. He would watch how yn’s eyes rolled back slightly whenever he did that. It was pure satisfaction for him. “I hate you…I hate you so much…my bratty little princess…my slutty, bratty little princess…”

Yn tho, felt herself losing slowly. Not only did she feel herself slowly getting tighter, but Vasili as well. Yn was close. Terribly close.

“God damn you're so tight…” His Russian accent made it so much sweeter.

The woman couldn't answer, her breath hitched and her fingernails surely left marks in the man's skin.“Oh my lord, fuckkk…~” Yn moaned again. Her voice was hoarse and desperate. “Please…I-..ha-”

“Mmh~” Vasili groaned in response, not letting her finish her sentence. “Say my name, bratty. Say my name.”

That was the point where she lost it.

Yn closed her eyes, narrowing her eyebrows and opening her mouth again- only to say nothing and let her breath rag in her throat. She was gasping for air, digging her nails into Vasilis shoulder blades.

The womans hips buckled, lifting her back up from the matress as Vasili gave her one last deep thrust to feel a wave of pleasure.

Before she could moan anything, Vasili had pushed his lips against hers and kept her quiet. In betweeen that deep and angry kiss, yn still moaned a quiet “Vasili~” into his mouth.

After the russian had pulled away, he still remained leaning over her to let his climax run its course. His strong, heavy body covered hers, he panted against yn’s neck as their hearts beat furiously against their both chests.

With a depp breath and a finaly move Vasili pulled out, letting his fluids run out of yn’s still wet cunt. He rolled off her body and laid next to her.

“I hate you, russian bastard…fuck you…” Yn breathed, panting just as much he russian roommate did.

Vasili chuckled. His breath slowly came back to normal. With a still slightly flushed face and a necks covered in sweat, he gave her a sly grin.

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12 Days of Smutmas: InuKag Edition

Summary: On the 1st Day of Smutmas, My True Love Gave to Me: 1 Screaming Orgasm

Dropping the final group of shopping bags on their table, Kagome looked at the pile, mentally checking off their list of presents to buy. I think everyone is accounted for, besides Inuyasha, but I’m picking his special gift up in a couple of days. Glancing at the clock, she hummed idly, unsure of if it was too early to start dinner or not. Her husband should be getting home soon, but to be completely honest, she would rather they order take out and relax.

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Mís Cariños, estoy de regresó!! It feels great to write again and might I say that I had some muy delicious inspiration. Can ya tell I’ve been working on my Spanish 😉

During Black History Month, the idea came to me to drop a few fics featuring some of my favourite Black men. To show some love to my past, buried addictions. To shed light on some of the men, who are behind my simpiest of moments. To - Well, you get the point.

Lol in all seriousness, a friend of mine wanted some face claims inspo and during my digging, old feelings resurfaced and I thought, why not write a few. Well, a few turned into twelve beloveds 🥴

And I wanted to post them about every other day or so during the month of February. Alas, life got in the way. And even tho the month is coming to a close, I’m gonna post em anyway, cause why the fuck the not.

NB: these are just naughty thots. I'm talking zero particles worth of a plot. I’m talking straight fucking. No angst, no fluff, just porn lmaoo. And idk what this category of writing is called tbh. Drabbles? HC’s? Imagines? Beats me, so I’ll just call this my Black Boy Joy Edition! And without further ado:

En-fucking-joy!!

Also a lil extra NB here lmao. I don’t normally do RPF, but I did not have the energy to flesh out full characters for these mens. Hell, I barely know some of the characters they play. And not to mention, not all men listed are actors, so yeah, it's gettin a lil real here. And once again: enjoy!!

John Boyega ft Jesse Williams

The Weekend

Anthony Mackie

Lil Bibby

Klay Thompson ft Lakeith Stanfield

Damson Idris

Luke James

Daniel Kaluuya

Keith Powers ft Quincy

Trevante Rhodes ft Aldis Hodge

Idris Elba

Kofi Siriboe

Just a little Hotchniss blurb

Deff NSFW; MINORS DNI; 18+

Warnings: SMUT!! Basically that's it lol

Word Count: 982

Written by Inell

Hermione goes to a sex club on multiple occasions and learns something new about herself every visit

Review: If you saw my review for Indulge, you’ll know that this is the fic that inspired it. They are both similar in their own sex club way. This one is more based on the smut and how Hermione uses it as “stress relief”. It is definitely porn without a plot. Both of these fics are insanely dirty in ways you never thought!

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/2330375

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