FIRST PROMPT!!! BUZZ/WOODYdedlitFebruary 10 2011, 20:19:11 UTC
Okay so I just watched Toy Story 3.... finally WUHU :)
And I thought... why not promting something kinky on the meme ;) So I really wish for some action between our two heroes, if you know what I mean *hehe*.
After the third movie: Jessie and no-longer-Spanish-Buzz realize that they are not meant to be together (yes it is THAT simple for me :) but feel free to change that). Accidentally Buzz finds out Woodys REAL weak spot. When another toy touches his pull-string he really gets all fluffy (= aroused). Of course Buzz is a good guy but when Woody is involved he can be a baddy. He uses his new knowledge to drive Woody crazy (with lust).
Bonus points: - Woody totally loves being submissive but of course he has his cowboy-pride and the first time it seems slightly non-/dub-con. - Buzz is talking dirty (or in my opinion "talking evil" describes it better :D ) - Woody after being thorougly debauched finds out Buzzs weak spot - his wings.
I would really appreciate a fill!!!!!! (I know it seems quite a lot, but feel free to change whatever you want, this is just a GUIDE-LINE!!!!)
You're My Favorite Deputy! 1dedlitJune 18 2011, 21:42:22 UTC
Okay this is my first fill, so I hope I'm going about this the right way. Also, since the OP wanted the pull string to be a major plot point, I kept them as toys...just anatomically correct toys. So try to suspend your disbelief briefly. ;) Okay, on with the story.
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Buzz first noticed it while he was watching Woody help the other toys prepare for vacation. He was strutting around the room, the natural leader, just like he'd done back in Andy's room.
"Okay everybody! Tomorrow's the big day! Everyone that was chosen needs to make sure that they are ready to be packed when Bonnie gets home from school. Does everyone have fresh batteries? All of their extra pieces? Okay, good. I'm going to double check everything one last time."
He did another walk around the room, stopping to help Mr. Pricklepants with a loose button. And that's when it happened. Rex walked up, worrying aloud about Bonnie's new sand toys, and how she'd like them better. He tried to get Woody's attention, but when the protests didn't turn his head, he grabbed the ring on his back and gave a slight tug.
"Woody! I don't think you understand the severity of the situation! What if she likes her new toys better? What if she forgets me and I get left on the beach?"
Buzz had only seen it because he was paying attention. Everyone else had missed it in the commotion, but the second Rex let go of the pull string, an almost shudder rippled it's way through Woody's entire body. The cowboy had done his best to conceal it, but Buzz could tell how agitated he was. He could see Woody struggling to even out his breaths as he stood there reassuring Rex that Bonnie wouldn't have chosen to take him if she didn't really love him.
You're My Favorite Deputy! 2dedlitJune 18 2011, 21:43:56 UTC
Woody had kept a meticulous countdown on the dry-erase board, letting everyone know when exactly Bonnie and the rest of their friends would be returning. Each day he'd hoist himself up to the board, erase the number and rewrite the new number.
"We've only got one day left, gang! Bonnie will be back tomorrow evening!" Woody paused to let the toys applaud and cheer before continuing on. "Everyone needs to make sure that they have cleaned up their areas and are back the way Bonnie left you. We'll have a double check tomorrow for missing parts, and one final clean up. Let's make sure Bonnie is happy to come back and play with us!"
Some of the toys started to half heartedly pick up their messes, but most decided they'd do it tomorrow, and enjoy their last night. There was supposed to be a party at the dollhouse, and most everyone was looking forward to that so much that cleaning took the backseat. Buzz, however, had other plans.
He'd been watching Woody for the past week, observing, planning. He'd become hyperaware of Woody's pull string, and the way he reacted whenever anybody even got close to it. He was overwhelmingly curious to test it out for himself. So he'd developed a plan.
He asked Woody to help him with his laser. He claimed it hadn't been right in months. It wasn't as bright and it wasn't flashing as much as it used to. They sat together under the bed, obscured by the dust ruffle, Woody bent over his arm, peering at the laser.
"It seems alright to me." He said hitting the button and watching the light bounce around on the underside of the mattress.
Buzz shrugged and snapped the compartment on his arm shut, looking up at Woody with a smirk. "I actually was curious about something else, Sheriff. Something I noticed lately."
Woody wasn't sure what it was, or how it had happened so fast, but the atmosphere between them changed almost instantly. He swallowed hard and looked around. Had the temperature gone up? Why was he suddenly so warm? And why was Buzz looking at him like that?
You're My Favorite Deputy! 3dedlitJune 18 2011, 21:44:55 UTC
In one movement, Buzz's arm was around Woody, hand gripping the ring on his back, tugging on it a few times, not enough to activate the voice box, but enough that Woody felt it. He watched as Woody's eyes grew wide and he swallowed hard again, a shudder rocking through his torso.
"Buzz...what?" Woody cleared his throat and tried to pull away from him, tried to keep at least some of his dignity. "What are you doing?" He said, his voice full of authority again.
"I noticed the other day that you seemed to like this." Buzz grinned wider, pulling down on the ring harder, stretching out only an inch of the string, letting it feed back in slowly. His eyes greedily took in the sight of the cowboy in front of him trying to steady himself as his whole body shook.
Woody's eyes dropped shut, and he took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his hammering heartbeat. He steadied himself and looked up at Buzz again. "We can't do this." He said, brown eyes meeting blue.
"Why not?" Buzz countered, not breaking the eye contact has he dropped the ring and instead gripped his hand around the string itself, watching Woody's adam's apple bob in his throat as he gulped again. "You certainly like it, I like it."
"But the other toys." Woody said, half hoping Buzz would forget about the party that had probably already started. "Jessie! What about Jessie! You can't do this to her!" Woody latched on to that idea.
"The other toys are all at the party, nobody can hear us. I doubt they've even noticed we're not there. And as for Jessie...well...things didn't work out between us." Buzz shrugged. "C'mon Woody, put away your cowboy pride for one night and let yourself have some fun."
Woody blinked a few times trying to work out another excuse for why he definitely could NOT let this happen, but nothing ever came. Right as he was about to protest again, Buzz tugged hard on the string, pulling it all the way out and letting it slide into his back.
"There's a snake in my boot!" The voice box crackled a bit as the familiar phrase echoed out of his chest. His face on the other hand had a look of pure ecstasy. He shuddered from his head to his toes, his hat falling off as he stumbled forward into Buzz's arms, still shaking slightly, breathing hard and fast against his shoulder.
Buzz chuckled softly, hands pulling the cowboy in closer. "I'm surprised you never had that reaction around Andy. He must have pulled that string a thousand times!"
You're My Favorite Deputy! 4dedlitJune 18 2011, 21:45:49 UTC
"I can control it in most situations." He huffed out, still clinging to whatever shred of dignity he could muster up, not entirely convinced to let his guard down so quickly.
A cocky grin spread across Buzz's face at this revelation. He was one of the few that could get this reaction out of him. He rather enjoyed it. Suddenly he sat down, pulling Woody down with him so that he was seated in his lap, facing him. Buzz's hand wandered back to the string as his mouth sought out a spot on Woody's neck pressing soft kisses here and there as he gently tugged on the string.
"Buzz...I...I..." Woody's protests were growing weaker and weaker as his pants grew tighter, finally giving up when Buzz's tongue found a spot just below his ear, letting out a low moan.
"C'mon Sheriff. Just one night." Buzz whispered against his ear, tugging the string out again, holding it tightly and easing it slowly back in so that the voice box didn't activate. Woody clung tight to Buzz, little sparks of pleasure crashing through him with each movement of the string, his hips rocking down hard against Buzz's.
Woody was shocked to learn how dirty Buzz's mouth could get. Perhaps he'd picked something up from Andy's internet porn phase they'd all tried so hard to ignore. Yet here he was repeating lines right back in his ear, and Woody was loving every single second of it.
"That's right cowboy..." He purred as he tugged the string again and again, thinking he'd never get used to the way Woody's body shook, the way he rolled his hips against him each time. "...You love this, don't you? Mr. Ringleader, the head of the gang, the guy always in charge suddenly under someone else's control."
All Woody could muster was a whimper. If he didn't get some sort of attention to his cock, and soon, he was going to implode. He could feel how hard Buzz beneath him, he knew where this was going, he just wished it would get there faster.
"Buzz...I...please..." He gasped finally, rocking his hips down hard against Buzz's. "I-I-I need...I need more." He groaned, burying his face in Buzz's neck.
Buzz laughed and let go of the pull string, bringing both hands to Woody's jeans, dancing his fingers along his hardened length. "Hmmm. I think you can do better than that, Sheriff. I think...you should beg."
You're My Favorite Deputy! 5dedlitJune 18 2011, 21:46:51 UTC
"Buzz!" Woody gasped, his eyes going wide. He never would have pegged him as the teasing kind. He thrust his hips up against Buzz's hands, keeping himself steady with an arm around Buzz's neck. "Buzz please. I need more. I need you. I need you to touch me. I know you want to. Please Buzz. I know you want it just as bad as I do."
Buzz grinned, licking a stripe up along his neck before his fingers popped open the button of Woody's jeans and tugged the zipper down, finally releasing his straining cock. He wrapped a hand around him and gave a gentle squeeze before stroking him up and down with long, fluid movements.
"Mnghyes." Woody breathed out, clinging tighter to the other man, letting him do whatever he wanted so long as it just didn't stop. Buzz, it turned out, was rather skilled at this. His hand worked at a slow even pace, twisting and squeezing here and there, thumb dragging across the tip every now and then, spreading the pearly drops of precome along Woody’s length.
Woody whimpered, picking his head up when Buzz's hand disappeared from his cock. "Please don't..." He started to plead, but Buzz simply gave him a gentle nudge out of his lap, standing so that he could get out of his suit. Woody took it in, admiring the way his body looked, surprisingly thin under the bulky suit, hardened cock curling up against his stomach. Buzz pulled Woody up, shedding him of his clothes before sitting back down, pulling Woody back into his lap.
His hand instantly went back between them, only this time grabbing both of their cocks, stroking slowly up and down. Woody's eyes bulged, his jaw dropping a the new sensation. Buzz grinned holding up two fingers to Woody's mouth, quirking an eyebrow at him. Immediately they were enveloped in the wet heat of his mouth, his tongue working quickly over each digit.
Buzz let out a soft grunt and was pretty sure this was the hottest thing he'd ever seen. He pulled the fingers from Woody's mouth wrapped his arm around him once more, only this time his hand didn't reach for the string, it went lower. He pressed his now slick fingers against Woody's ass, slowly working just the tips into him, watching his face to gauge his reaction. He didn't protest, so Buzz continued, working and stretching and slowly sliding his fingers all the way into him.
"Yes." Woody panted, his hips rocking back against the fingers. It was an odd sensation, but it wasn't at all bad. In fact, once he'd gotten used to the slight sting and burn of the intrusion, he found he actually enjoyed this, feeling Buzz's fingers move deeper and deeper inside of him. "I want more Buzz." He whispered. "I want you. Please. Please give me more." He pleaded, mouth right against Buzz's ear.
Buzz removed his fingers slowly, making sure he was nice and ready before using both hands to guide Woody's hips over his length, helping him ease down onto him, engulfing his entire length with extremely tight heat. "Oh...oh Woody." He groaned, leaning back on his hands. His hips pushed up once or twice, desperate for more, needing the friction around his cock.
Woody braced himself with a hand on each of Buzz's shoulders, lifting himself up then lowering himself down. It was slow at first, but it started to pick up the more comfortable he got. Within a few minutes Woody was moving up and down with ease, sliding on and off of Buzz faster and faster. Buzz was pushing his hips up to meet each of his downward thrusts and it was all just too much. Woody reached down, stroking himself the way Buzz had, with quick movements.
You're My Favorite Deputy! 6 (End)dedlitJune 18 2011, 21:48:46 UTC
Buzz sat up, his eyes darting between Woody's hand and the look on his face, slightly flushed, eyes half closed, mouth parted. He could hear his soft moans with each thrust of his hips and each movement of his hand. "Buzz." He whined softly, dragging it out as he lowered his hips down against him harder than before. "Yes. Buzz. I'm so close." He whimpered, his hand picking up speed as he slowly started to lose control.
"Come on Woody. Come for me, Sheriff. I wanna feel it and see it. That's right, let go." He groaned, hand reaching around to his back once more, tugging hard on the pull string without warning.
His stomach wound up in knots as he watched what happened, seemingly in slow motion. Woody's eyes flew open, his jaw dropped in would most definitely would have been a scream if the voice box hadn't cut him off.
"You're my favorite deputy!"
Woody's hand sped up, as his hips stopped thrusting, everything intensifying for just a second before he was coming, gasping out Buzz's name, falling against his chest, hand still stroking his cock. Buzz was quick to follow, unable to hold back after such a show, spilling into him again and again, hips pushing up hard.
They stayed like that for a few minutes, Woody bent in on himself, forehead against Buzz's chest, each still trying to slow down their ragged breaths. Finally Woody looked up and managed a small grin.
"Thanks." He said softly, grinning wider now.
"Anytime." Buzz replied, pressing a kiss to the corner of his upturned lips before kissing him.
And I thought... why not promting something kinky on the meme ;)
So I really wish for some action between our two heroes, if you know what I mean *hehe*.
After the third movie:
Jessie and no-longer-Spanish-Buzz realize that they are not meant to be together (yes it is THAT simple for me :) but feel free to change that).
Accidentally Buzz finds out Woodys REAL weak spot. When another toy touches his pull-string he really gets all fluffy (= aroused). Of course Buzz is a good guy but when Woody is involved he can be a baddy. He uses his new knowledge to drive Woody crazy (with lust).
Bonus points:
- Woody totally loves being submissive but of course he has his cowboy-pride and the first time it seems slightly non-/dub-con.
- Buzz is talking dirty (or in my opinion "talking evil" describes it better :D )
- Woody after being thorougly debauched finds out Buzzs weak spot - his wings.
I would really appreciate a fill!!!!!!
(I know it seems quite a lot, but feel free to change whatever you want, this is just a GUIDE-LINE!!!!)
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Buzz first noticed it while he was watching Woody help the other toys prepare for vacation. He was strutting around the room, the natural leader, just like he'd done back in Andy's room.
"Okay everybody! Tomorrow's the big day! Everyone that was chosen needs to make sure that they are ready to be packed when Bonnie gets home from school. Does everyone have fresh batteries? All of their extra pieces? Okay, good. I'm going to double check everything one last time."
He did another walk around the room, stopping to help Mr. Pricklepants with a loose button. And that's when it happened. Rex walked up, worrying aloud about Bonnie's new sand toys, and how she'd like them better. He tried to get Woody's attention, but when the protests didn't turn his head, he grabbed the ring on his back and gave a slight tug.
"Woody! I don't think you understand the severity of the situation! What if she likes her new toys better? What if she forgets me and I get left on the beach?"
Buzz had only seen it because he was paying attention. Everyone else had missed it in the commotion, but the second Rex let go of the pull string, an almost shudder rippled it's way through Woody's entire body. The cowboy had done his best to conceal it, but Buzz could tell how agitated he was. He could see Woody struggling to even out his breaths as he stood there reassuring Rex that Bonnie wouldn't have chosen to take him if she didn't really love him.
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"We've only got one day left, gang! Bonnie will be back tomorrow evening!" Woody paused to let the toys applaud and cheer before continuing on. "Everyone needs to make sure that they have cleaned up their areas and are back the way Bonnie left you. We'll have a double check tomorrow for missing parts, and one final clean up. Let's make sure Bonnie is happy to come back and play with us!"
Some of the toys started to half heartedly pick up their messes, but most decided they'd do it tomorrow, and enjoy their last night. There was supposed to be a party at the dollhouse, and most everyone was looking forward to that so much that cleaning took the backseat. Buzz, however, had other plans.
He'd been watching Woody for the past week, observing, planning. He'd become hyperaware of Woody's pull string, and the way he reacted whenever anybody even got close to it. He was overwhelmingly curious to test it out for himself. So he'd developed a plan.
He asked Woody to help him with his laser. He claimed it hadn't been right in months. It wasn't as bright and it wasn't flashing as much as it used to. They sat together under the bed, obscured by the dust ruffle, Woody bent over his arm, peering at the laser.
"It seems alright to me." He said hitting the button and watching the light bounce around on the underside of the mattress.
Buzz shrugged and snapped the compartment on his arm shut, looking up at Woody with a smirk. "I actually was curious about something else, Sheriff. Something I noticed lately."
Woody wasn't sure what it was, or how it had happened so fast, but the atmosphere between them changed almost instantly. He swallowed hard and looked around. Had the temperature gone up? Why was he suddenly so warm? And why was Buzz looking at him like that?
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"Buzz...what?" Woody cleared his throat and tried to pull away from him, tried to keep at least some of his dignity. "What are you doing?" He said, his voice full of authority again.
"I noticed the other day that you seemed to like this." Buzz grinned wider, pulling down on the ring harder, stretching out only an inch of the string, letting it feed back in slowly. His eyes greedily took in the sight of the cowboy in front of him trying to steady himself as his whole body shook.
Woody's eyes dropped shut, and he took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his hammering heartbeat. He steadied himself and looked up at Buzz again. "We can't do this." He said, brown eyes meeting blue.
"Why not?" Buzz countered, not breaking the eye contact has he dropped the ring and instead gripped his hand around the string itself, watching Woody's adam's apple bob in his throat as he gulped again. "You certainly like it, I like it."
"But the other toys." Woody said, half hoping Buzz would forget about the party that had probably already started. "Jessie! What about Jessie! You can't do this to her!" Woody latched on to that idea.
"The other toys are all at the party, nobody can hear us. I doubt they've even noticed we're not there. And as for Jessie...well...things didn't work out between us." Buzz shrugged. "C'mon Woody, put away your cowboy pride for one night and let yourself have some fun."
Woody blinked a few times trying to work out another excuse for why he definitely could NOT let this happen, but nothing ever came. Right as he was about to protest again, Buzz tugged hard on the string, pulling it all the way out and letting it slide into his back.
"There's a snake in my boot!" The voice box crackled a bit as the familiar phrase echoed out of his chest. His face on the other hand had a look of pure ecstasy. He shuddered from his head to his toes, his hat falling off as he stumbled forward into Buzz's arms, still shaking slightly, breathing hard and fast against his shoulder.
Buzz chuckled softly, hands pulling the cowboy in closer. "I'm surprised you never had that reaction around Andy. He must have pulled that string a thousand times!"
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A cocky grin spread across Buzz's face at this revelation. He was one of the few that could get this reaction out of him. He rather enjoyed it. Suddenly he sat down, pulling Woody down with him so that he was seated in his lap, facing him. Buzz's hand wandered back to the string as his mouth sought out a spot on Woody's neck pressing soft kisses here and there as he gently tugged on the string.
"Buzz...I...I..." Woody's protests were growing weaker and weaker as his pants grew tighter, finally giving up when Buzz's tongue found a spot just below his ear, letting out a low moan.
"C'mon Sheriff. Just one night." Buzz whispered against his ear, tugging the string out again, holding it tightly and easing it slowly back in so that the voice box didn't activate. Woody clung tight to Buzz, little sparks of pleasure crashing through him with each movement of the string, his hips rocking down hard against Buzz's.
Woody was shocked to learn how dirty Buzz's mouth could get. Perhaps he'd picked something up from Andy's internet porn phase they'd all tried so hard to ignore. Yet here he was repeating lines right back in his ear, and Woody was loving every single second of it.
"That's right cowboy..." He purred as he tugged the string again and again, thinking he'd never get used to the way Woody's body shook, the way he rolled his hips against him each time. "...You love this, don't you? Mr. Ringleader, the head of the gang, the guy always in charge suddenly under someone else's control."
All Woody could muster was a whimper. If he didn't get some sort of attention to his cock, and soon, he was going to implode. He could feel how hard Buzz beneath him, he knew where this was going, he just wished it would get there faster.
"Buzz...I...please..." He gasped finally, rocking his hips down hard against Buzz's. "I-I-I need...I need more." He groaned, burying his face in Buzz's neck.
Buzz laughed and let go of the pull string, bringing both hands to Woody's jeans, dancing his fingers along his hardened length. "Hmmm. I think you can do better than that, Sheriff. I think...you should beg."
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Buzz grinned, licking a stripe up along his neck before his fingers popped open the button of Woody's jeans and tugged the zipper down, finally releasing his straining cock. He wrapped a hand around him and gave a gentle squeeze before stroking him up and down with long, fluid movements.
"Mnghyes." Woody breathed out, clinging tighter to the other man, letting him do whatever he wanted so long as it just didn't stop. Buzz, it turned out, was rather skilled at this. His hand worked at a slow even pace, twisting and squeezing here and there, thumb dragging across the tip every now and then, spreading the pearly drops of precome along Woody’s length.
Woody whimpered, picking his head up when Buzz's hand disappeared from his cock. "Please don't..." He started to plead, but Buzz simply gave him a gentle nudge out of his lap, standing so that he could get out of his suit. Woody took it in, admiring the way his body looked, surprisingly thin under the bulky suit, hardened cock curling up against his stomach. Buzz pulled Woody up, shedding him of his clothes before sitting back down, pulling Woody back into his lap.
His hand instantly went back between them, only this time grabbing both of their cocks, stroking slowly up and down. Woody's eyes bulged, his jaw dropping a the new sensation. Buzz grinned holding up two fingers to Woody's mouth, quirking an eyebrow at him. Immediately they were enveloped in the wet heat of his mouth, his tongue working quickly over each digit.
Buzz let out a soft grunt and was pretty sure this was the hottest thing he'd ever seen. He pulled the fingers from Woody's mouth wrapped his arm around him once more, only this time his hand didn't reach for the string, it went lower. He pressed his now slick fingers against Woody's ass, slowly working just the tips into him, watching his face to gauge his reaction. He didn't protest, so Buzz continued, working and stretching and slowly sliding his fingers all the way into him.
"Yes." Woody panted, his hips rocking back against the fingers. It was an odd sensation, but it wasn't at all bad. In fact, once he'd gotten used to the slight sting and burn of the intrusion, he found he actually enjoyed this, feeling Buzz's fingers move deeper and deeper inside of him. "I want more Buzz." He whispered. "I want you. Please. Please give me more." He pleaded, mouth right against Buzz's ear.
Buzz removed his fingers slowly, making sure he was nice and ready before using both hands to guide Woody's hips over his length, helping him ease down onto him, engulfing his entire length with extremely tight heat. "Oh...oh Woody." He groaned, leaning back on his hands. His hips pushed up once or twice, desperate for more, needing the friction around his cock.
Woody braced himself with a hand on each of Buzz's shoulders, lifting himself up then lowering himself down. It was slow at first, but it started to pick up the more comfortable he got. Within a few minutes Woody was moving up and down with ease, sliding on and off of Buzz faster and faster. Buzz was pushing his hips up to meet each of his downward thrusts and it was all just too much. Woody reached down, stroking himself the way Buzz had, with quick movements.
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"Come on Woody. Come for me, Sheriff. I wanna feel it and see it. That's right, let go." He groaned, hand reaching around to his back once more, tugging hard on the pull string without warning.
His stomach wound up in knots as he watched what happened, seemingly in slow motion. Woody's eyes flew open, his jaw dropped in would most definitely would have been a scream if the voice box hadn't cut him off.
"You're my favorite deputy!"
Woody's hand sped up, as his hips stopped thrusting, everything intensifying for just a second before he was coming, gasping out Buzz's name, falling against his chest, hand still stroking his cock. Buzz was quick to follow, unable to hold back after such a show, spilling into him again and again, hips pushing up hard.
They stayed like that for a few minutes, Woody bent in on himself, forehead against Buzz's chest, each still trying to slow down their ragged breaths. Finally Woody looked up and managed a small grin.
"Thanks." He said softly, grinning wider now.
"Anytime." Buzz replied, pressing a kiss to the corner of his upturned lips before kissing him.
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And what a fill :) I love it and I love you for writing such an amazing fill (which is very very very hot, by the way)!
Exactly what I hoped for and more, thanks a lot!!!
PS: Had to laugh at the line "You're my favorite Deputy!" XD
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*spontaneously combusting*
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