just a fucked up kid

i only love it when you touch me not feel me when i'm fucked up that's the real me written by: lucy.

[theodorehq]

he doesn’t want to move; though he does turn beneath the covers, looking up at him with a risen brow. “what’s your wildest fantasy?” he’ll ask, head canting a little as the curiosity strikes him. he’s pretty sure it won’t be your average desire, and it’s why he wants to know it. has always loved bringing people’s fantasies to life, why else would he own and run a strip club? his fingers drag against the younger boy’s chest, teeth digging into his lower lip as he waits.

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elias stretches his arms up above him, a soft moan escaping his lips. it’s cut short when he hears olly speak beside him, head turning towards him so that he can see him properly. it’s not like he’s never thought about it, but he’d never thought he’d have to say it out loud. “my wildest fantasy?” the words are a little choked, slightly held back. if he can, he’s going to keep it a secret. but he knows what olly’s like, and it’s doubtful that he’ll get to keep it hidden for long. but that doesn’t mean he won’t try.

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nsfw starters; fifty reasons to have sex

send a number for a drabble/starter. they are sorted into categories ;

 CATEGORY ONE; general

‘i can’t sleep’ sex

‘make up’ sex

‘break up’ sex

‘revenge’ sex

‘rebound’ sex

‘i’m bored’ sex

‘curiosity’ sex

‘first time’ sex

‘homecoming/prom night’ sex

‘hotel room’ sex

‘distraction’ sex

‘the condoms are about to expire’ sex

‘anniversary’ sex

‘snuck out of the house to hook-up’ sex

‘post-argument’ sex

‘we’re drunk and horny’ sex

‘comfort’ sex

‘walked in on while naked’ sex

‘to change the subject’ sex

CATEGORY TWO; risky/kinky/strangers

‘i need a place to crash’ sex

‘your friend just told you about a new position’ sex

‘the elevator broke down’ sex

‘end of the world/the world is in chaos’ sex

‘i can’t believe we survived’ sex

‘i caught you masturbating’ sex

‘you caught me masturbating’ sex

‘crotchless underwear is a thing’ sex

‘i’m/your pregnant and horny’ sex

‘we’re in a public place and i just spent the last half hour making you ridiculously aroused’ sex

‘you’re my teacher and i finally seduced you’ sex

‘i’m your teacher and i can’t believe your my student’ sex

‘best friend’s younger sibling who suddenly got hot’ sex

‘i saw a cool scene in a porno and i want to reenact it’ sex

CATEGORY THREE; cheating/assumed cheating

‘everyone thinks we’re banging, so we might as well just do it’ sex

‘we’ve been friends-with-benefits for a long time, and now that one of us is in a relationship, are we going to stop?’ sex

‘randomly hooked up one night and the next monday you walk into my work and i discover that my favourite colleague is actually your husband/wife’ sex

‘one or both of us is in a relationship, but we can’t help it’ sex

‘we’ve both been cheated on by our respective partners, so fuck it’ sex

CATEGORY FOUR; established relationships

‘we just got engaged’ sex

‘i thought you were dead, but you’re not and i can’t believe it’ sex

‘we were childhood sweethearts, and we haven’t seen each other in years’ sex

‘i need to lose my virginity and you’re the only person i want to lose it to’ sex

‘you just walked into my office for a job as my secretary/assistant and we haven’t seen each other in years, but sexual tension is a thing’ sex

‘our families hate each other for (insert reason here) but that doesn’t matter to us’ sex

‘we’re in a dysfunctional, toxic relationship but i still love you more than anything in this world’ sex

CATEGORY FIVE; lgbti+

‘my girlfriend left me with blue balls, and you’re her brother and i’m pretty sure i’m not gay but lets go for it’ sex

‘we pretended to be lesbian lovers to get a creepy guy to stop hitting on us, so we kissed to complete the charade and we both kind of liked it, so…?’ sex

‘you’re my room mate and you’re really hot, but we’re both guys/girls and this is new to me’ sex

‘i’m gay and you’re curious and you asked me to show you what it’s like’ sex

‘you’re gay and i’m curious and i asked you to show me what it’s like’ sex

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And when we go crashing down, we come back every time. Cause we never go out of style We never go out of style. x

[theodorehq]

“mhm,” there are no words for how it feels to have him sucking at his nipple; his hands just tug a little harder at the boy’s hair, his head canting as he watches him in WONDER. once they’re close, once he can feel him flush against him he’s WHINING at the sensation, he can feel how hard elias is, but it’s not as though he isn’t in the same predicament himself right now. though the feeling has him jutting up against him, grinding his hips forward so that he’s able to meet with his, “fuck.” he gasps, voice a little hoarser now as his pearly whites dig into his lower lip and his hands trail down elias’ chest, abdomen - before one presses to his crotch, “is this for me?” he purrs, their tongues practically entangled as he gives him a little squeeze, lashes flickering as an overwhelming desire hits him quickly. it’s not long before he’s battling the zipper, tugging it down so easier ACCESS is made for his fingertips as he runs his hand beneath his pants and his boxers, wrapping his hand around his length, he just watches his reactions now as he tugs gently, HUNGRY for him in a way he doesn’t remember experiencing before. he wants to be here for as long as possible, DRAG it out; feel all of him for the rest of the night.

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his eyes roll back when olly GRINDS against him, his hips pressing forward. it’s too much and not enough all at once and elias’ mind is all over the place. he’s normally composed and collected and in control, but right now, he’s on FIRE and he can’t get enough of olly. he needs everything ten times more and he feels it deep in his BONES. he nods at the singular word that escapes olly’s perfect mouth, he feels it, too. it’s the only word he can form perfectly in his head and it perfectly describes their situation. eyes widen a little at the hand on his dick and he nods slowly, fingers tangling in his hair to brace himself. it’s been longer than he cares to admit since ANOTHER hand has touched him there. and, silently, he’s glad that it’s olly’s. with a gasp, elias drops his head down so that his chin rests against his bare chest to simply WATCH as olly works his magic. with his free hand, he shoves his pants down a little so that he can REALLY see his hand moving inside of his boxers, biting his lips together. a shaky hum sounds from him and he presses up on his tip toes to slide his dick through his fist a little more. he glances up and their eyes meet as he shoves his boxers down past his bum and to his mid thigh. the cool air makes him hiss and he leans in to kiss olly, slow and dirty and DEEP as he keeps rocking into his hand, slow and steady. 

[theodorehq]

he’s not sure whether he cares about holding the dominance or not, something about being dominated by elias isn’t something he’s entirely against, or at all if he’s being honest. suddenly the boy’s shirtless and his hues shamelessly scan is physique, he’s surprised he’s not DROOLING all over him, and as though it was a command; as soon as the suggestion is made, he’s ripping his shirt off; caring not about the buttons that have been pulled from it. “better?” he asks, darkened hues stuck upon elias’ own and his fingertips trail down against his chest as he PUSHES himself as close as he can do to his figure, something about it all seemed far too good to resit. he’s leaning in so their lips can COLLIDE again now, a soft him manages to worm its way from the back of his throat and hands tug a little at dark strands.

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he inhales sharply as he watches olly looking at him, his entire body feels like it’s on FIRE from the attention he’s receiving. elias almost WHIMPERS as the other gets rid of his shirt, his hands instantly on his chest. blunt nails catch his nipples and he finds himself nodding, leaning down to capture one between his lips and SUCKS. only for a moment, though, before he’s standing straight and PROUD, grinning at the other. “much better.” they’re pressed entirely together and olly can most definitely feel his hard dick in his pants, but he’s not complaining at all. elias’ hands wind around olly’s neck as they kiss, holding him close. the pull at his hair has him gasping and WHINING against his mouth and he practically melts against him, going boneless as he slides his tongue into his mouth to deepen the kiss.

[theodorehq]

“i should?” he asks, smiling into the kiss as he deepens it only slightly with a pleasured moan, hands now run down against his chest; lashes flickering at the mere THOUGHT of what may be lying beneath his shirt, “do i have permission to see you naked?” he asks teasingly, thinking back to the reason for pursuing and KILLING the male their attention had been focused on only moments ago. he’s grasping at the shirt now and gently tugging against it, “cause if so i’d really like to take this off you, kind of restricting don’t you think?” his eyes are still dark, the smile ever present. this was a delightful ending to a night he’d expected would have just been FILLED with annoyance.

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“mhm, you should.” elias mirrors olly’s moan, fingers lacing themselves into his hair and tugging gently. he nods slowly in response to his words, lower lip tucked between his teeth. his eyes move everywhere, he can’t keep them FOCUSED on any one detail of olly. it’s all TOO good. he stumbles forward a little, their chests now pressed together. “oh, i KNEW you were dirty.” he knows it’ll be hotter if olly gets his shirt off, but he’s got no patience and in one swift move, his shirt is up and over his head, hanging CARELESSLY by the tips of his fingers. “i think yours should come off as well.” he’s gaining back the confidence that olly STOLE from him. if olly wants to be dominant in this, he can FIGHT for it.

[theodorehq]

the close proximity that they’re at does SURPRISE him, but it’s welcomed nonetheless. a smile curls back onto the corners of his lips as he spoke, “a sadist and a gentleman - just my kind of guy.” he murmurs with a raise of his brow. without another word his LIPS are pressing to his, hands cupping his cheeks, thumbs glazing the remaining blood, smearing it deeper into the boy’s skin. “aren’t you PRETTY?“ he practically moans into the kiss, drawing himself closer still to the younger boy.

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he surprises even HIMSELF with his sudden burst of confidence, but he’s been so attracted to the other since the start of this and there was NO way he was going any further without pursuing this. he smirked as their lips met, the words olly spoke rolling around in his mind as he CUPPED the back of his neck to keep him close as they kissed. he can already feel himself losing at their battle of DOMINANCE, the way that olly has hold of him already too much and not enough. “oh, you think i’m PRETTY now? you should see me naked.”

[theodorehq]

he’s FINE with wrapping this up, feels as though the night is only just beginning and he nods his head, “why sure.” he agrees, holding his own knife out once again. “would you mind if I finished this one off? seems only fair since you got to start right?” he asks, before looking down at the male who despite all the infliction was still begging for his life. he frowned a little, mainly due to confusion though the smile soon raised itself once more. “some people never learn, so what’s the point?” he sighs; as though he’s ANNOYED before his knife runs along his neck quick & deep; blood splattering onto his face and clothing. “mhm,” he begins as though he’s starting a thought; fingertips raise and run along the blood that now soaks his skin, enjoying the feeling far too much, almost becoming LOST within it.

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with a nod, elias moves out of the way and stands by his head, WATCHING as he starts to end it. “mhm ,it is only fair..” he trailed off, pulling his lower lip between his teeth as he took in the SIGHT before him. something so disgusting and VIOLENT shouldn’t have turned him on. but it did. it ALWAYS did. and there was something about watching olly do this that drove him INSANE. wetting his lips, elias reached forward to place two of his fingers underneath olly’s chin, tipping his head up. his voice was low and ROUGH as he spoke, leaning forward until their noses were pressed together. “can i kiss you?”

[theodorehq]

 "it sounds PERFECT, elias.“ he beamed up at him; brows were waggling and his attention is quickly bought back on the useless specimen that laid between the pair of them, the need to RID the world of scum was something he considered a duty, despite the enjoyment he always and continued to get out of it. he LOVED this, getting covered in the red liquid nothing but a PLUS, a badge of honour he’d always wear with PRIDE. he’s standing himself up, pressing his foot down against the male’s chest, smacking DOWN against his chest over and over again with his foot, making it almost IMPOSSIBLE for him to breathe, the strain; the fight for breath was something that he’d ANTICIPATED and he’s smiling, smirking, BEAMING once he hears the noise escape the vile creature that he was desperate to kill; though as slowly, as painfully as possible. sometimes he was DELIGHTED when he wasn’t paid what he was owed, he got a shiver along his spine; one that was enjoyable, one that meant he had EVERY right to inflict something against that person, no matter what others might have thought about that.

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he can’t help the SMIRK that graces his features and he winks at the other before turning his attention back to the VICTIM at their feet. holding the knife firmly in his hand, elias crouched down beside him, watching as olly STAMPED on his chest over and over. it made his heart flutter and he watched as the man gasped for breath and pleaded with him to let him breathe. rolling his eyes, elias moved the very tip of the blade along his cheek, cutting lightly into his skin. “olly, you mind if i WRAP this up? i’d quite like to get onto the celebrating. and his WHINING is beginning to PISS me off.” he was very calm and spoke smoothly, the blade slicing light cuts along his throat and neck, not enough to make him BLEED out, just enough to make him itch and ache. he was even WILLING to let olly inflict the final blow, just as long as he could watch and revel in the glory of the light leaving his eyes as he died.

[theodorehq]

       he’s practically GIDDY, deep belly laughter filtering through the area they were in; it was weird how he was able to sound so cute yet so sinister all at the same time, it was a power of his. something he’d perfected. “and i was just about to say WHERE have you been all my life?” he asked rhetorically once elias had spoken.  he tilts his head to the side; clenching his fists against the male that lies before them already a pile of BROKEN pieces. “now, now, now - what should we do with you next?” he hums; acting thoughtful as his foot presses against the boy’s ankles, pressing down as though he was a used cigarette, the concept gives him an idea. he pulls the cigarette from the pack currently stationed within his pocket, lighting it with a breezy arrogance before he’s taking a drag. after a moment of FAUX contemplation he’s pressing the end of his cigarette to his wrist, close to the STUMP elias had created before.

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rolling the knife between his hands, elias looked down at the man below them, deciding what his next plan of action was to be. he moved around so that olly could take place where he had just been, eyes scanning over him as he WORKED. it was far more attractive then it SHOULD have been. crouching down over him, elias grasped the handle of the knife firmly, glancing up at olly with a smirk. “after, we should go celebrate ridding the world of this FILTH.” he barely even looked back as he drove the knife down into the belly of the man beneath them, eyes lighting up at the SOUNDS. “does that sound good to you, olly?” there was blood all along his hands and arms, his cheek felt wet and, when he reached up to touch it, he smeared more blood across the smooth skin. this was his favourite part. he LIKED being covered in another person’s blood. VICTIMS had told him he was SICK before, and they were right. elias was well versed in how DISGUSTING his mind was, but he dealt with it the only way he knew how. he GAVE into it and did what he had been imagining since he was a small child. 

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[theodorehq]

he’d HURT with company before, but it had never been to this extent, and it had never been so AROUSING. he’s not ashamed to admit that, not ashamed to show it as he watches in awe. there was something so DELIGHTFUL about it, he’d never be able to act out the treacherous acts he wished to by himself, not as QUICKLY as he wished to at any rate. with two of them working away, it was IDEAL - helped that eli knew what he was doing, and was so HOT whilst doing it too. crawling BACKWARDS he looks up at him with DOE eyes, despite it all. “you might be the HOTTEST guy i’ve ever met.” he smirks now, his hues run shamelessly along his form for a moment; his hues dark thanks to the LUST and LONGING that had begun coursing through his body as soon as this act had taken place. he begins to slice along the male’s ankles, making it IMPOSSIBLE to leave, even if he DESPERATELY wanted to. “no where for you to RUN now.” he mumbles; almost playfully despite what’s occurring before him.

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this was the first time that elias had EVER felt this attracted to somebody. he found himself STARING at olly, lower lip pulled between his teeth. he exhales slowly, pressing his foot against the man’s throat, glancing down at him. “hope you don’t mind that we’re gonna have some fun with you.” he looked back up at olly, grinning widely. “feelings mutual, darlin’.” he doesn’t miss the way olly’s eyes run over his body and he grins, lifting his knife and driving it straight into the man’s stomach. he leaves it deep and slides it out slowly, hearing the groans quietly. “what a SWEET sound.” elias hummed quietly, sliding the tip of the knife slowly along his thigh and cutting into the material of his trousers to expose more flesh. he watched as olly began to replicate his previous actions on a different body part and he WHINED. “god, you’re a man after my heart, aren’t you? this is SO hot. fuck.”

[theodorehq]

he’s never one to take an opportunity for granted, and he’s DEFINITELY taking advantage of this situation, not at all EMBARRASSED by the rush of pleasure that runs through his system, not so subtly licking at his lips. people don’t UNDERSTAND that when they beg, plead for their lives it only drives them on, makes that urge STRONGER. when someone wrongs him or those around him, it’s pretty easy for him to no longer consider their life WORTHY, he barely registers them as a life at all. it’s then that he lifts the knife from his boot, ripping the male’s shirt up as he idly bends down, forcing the knife along his bare chest - engraving the words SCUM into his skin, smiling like SUNSHINE as he screams out in pain. “shh, shh, shh now…” he speaks, doesn’t try to quieten him; only DRIVES the knife in deeper, not that it was a very SHARP one to begin with, something that seems to make the pain all the HARDER to endure. he’ll lean in now, whisper into his ear. “the MORE you scream, the more fun it is to hurt you.”

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elias has to physically bite back a moan as he watches olly WORK. he’s not ashamed to say that he’s TURNED ON by what he’s watching. he’s always found pleasure in HURTING other people. but WATCHING somebody hurt others? god, that drives elias INSANE. it’s a kink he’s only just discovered, as he prefers to work alone, never bothering to pull another into his little GAME. as olly works on the man’s chest, elias sets himself up to work on his arm, pressing his foot against his hand and pressing it against the floor. he’s crouched down, the blade of his machete pressing TIGHTLY against his wrist. he smirks, watching olly as he makes the FIRST of many long, deep cuts. the noises that the man makes only spur him on and he begins to cut deeper and slower, dragging the torture out for as long as he can before his hand is SUCCESSFULLY detached from his arm. “there. that does away with one of your DISGUSTING features. now to work on the rest.” there’s a SADISTIC smile on his lips as he watches the other, standing up and rolling his shoulders back.

[theodorehq]

 he’ll watch with INTRIGUE, index resting against his chin tapping steadily. eccentric was one word to describe him, psychotic another. he sees the man doesn’t like to waste time and the REACTION he induces from the man between them is more than enough to have him practically BEAMING. he’d hurt enough people who dared touch his girls and boys, though they weren’t technically family; they were the closest form of it. you could say what you wanted to about olysseus, but a good boss he WAS. “oh, i haven’t said my name yet, how RUDE of me.” he’ll tut, taking a step closer to the man on his knees, head canting as he looks back up at the ENCHANTING male he’d just met. “it’s olly, what about you?” he’ll ask; barely taking time to hear his answer as he bends down to pick up the bat he’d set down prior to their interaction, lifting it and pressing his foot against the male’s chest, his legs now on display; up against his chest until he’s inflicting one sharp, hard hit against one of his knees - forcing his leg down with a CRACK causing him to yell out, lashes flickering at the DELIGHT he receives because of that noise.

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he can’t help the smile that finds its way onto his lips, watching INTENTLY as the other goes about his first violent act of the night. the noise that comes from below them is enough to start the STIRRING in elias’ tummy, his eyes fluttering to a gentle close as he exhales slowly, regaining composure. “elias. call me eli. call me whatever you want, actually.” he finds himself stepping over the man on the floor, staring down at him before he presses his foot against his chest. whenever he has this new ANGLE over a victim, he finds himself looking at them differently. not as a PERSON, but as an object for him to MUTILATE to his desire. and he normally DOES. he lean down to pick up his bag, resting it on his knee and looking through it before he finds the PERFECT knife. it’s more of a machete, really, all the better to cut off limbs, he’s found. he hears the faint mumblings of the man below them ‘please don’t kill me’ over and over. elias leans down, pressing the tip of the knife against his throat, causing him to rear up against it. “oh, we’re not gonna kill you. we’re just gonna hurt you REAL bad.” and then we’ll kill you goes unspoken, though they ALL know he means it.

[theodorehq]

 olly has always been against the whole no mixing business with pleasure philosophy, especially when in his world the two were automatically tied together, in quite a stylish bow. “i’m sure you can LEARN, you seem pretty clever to me.” he’ll state with a shrug, bottom lip jutting out as he begins to circle the male they’re both PINING to inflict pain upon. he smiles at that, leaning forward ; arm outstretched as he takes the other’s hand within his own, shaking it. as he does so his eyes NEVER leave his. “go on then, the sooner we start the BETTER i always find.” he adds on; raising his brows in a challenging manner.

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elias pays very special attention to making sure that his family NEVER find out about what he likes to do in his spare time. it would probably KILL his mother if she ever knew and that’s not something he wants to do. “oh, i AM clever. thank you for the observation.” he watches as the other circles their victim, reaching his hand around behind him to curl his fingers around the handle of the knife in the back of his jeans. “your wish is my command.” and with that, he slips into place behind the man, pulling the knife out from its usual hiding place and pressing it DEEP into his back. his voice is low, barely above a whisper, as he speaks, right into his ear. “now you know what happen when you TOUCH girls in places they don’t want to be touched.” he’s already itching to do his own thing, but they made a deal and elias sticks to his deals. “hey, what’s your name? gonna make this a lot easier.” his eyes are trained on the graceful man he had been speaking to before, pulling the blade out of the man’s back and letting him fall onto his knees between the two. wiping the blade on the thigh of his jeans, he tipped his head to the side, brows knitting together.

[theodorehq]

    he UNDERSTANDS the male’s motives; though he’s sure he would have done, no matter what REASON the male had, if any at all. arms come to cross against his chest; the way they always seemed to when an idea STRUCK him. truth be told, he was sure he wouldn’t mind witnessing this guy getting his hands DIRTY. in fact, he was surely going to ENJOY it. “i see,” he’ll begin; taking a dramatic step FORWARD, “well - i can see you have your REASONS,” he doesn’t have a sister, he doesn’t have a single family member to call his own; but he’s sure that if he did he’d defend them to the DEATH. “what about this. we can BOTH have our fun. i’ll even be NICE and let you start too, just like you clearly WANT to.” he smirks slyly, brow raising as he watches the boy in front of him. “does that sound respectful to you?”

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elias REFUSES to feel anything but anger, no matter how HOT the guy in front of him. he’s too focused on what he wants AND needs to do. he stares at the other, making sure he really UNDERSTANDS what he’s saying before responding. he’s not going to lie, he’d REALLY like to see this guy doing some of his favourite things. including, but not limited to, being covered in BLOOD. “you want to SHARE? i’m not sure i know HOW to share.” it’s not even really a lie, elias has ALWAYS been a horrible person to try and share with. he once hit a kid over the head for trying to BORROW his toy in school. “but i’m sure that we could WORK something out. but only if i get to start.” he mumbles the last sentence before holding his hand out to the other, ready to shake his hand in a DEAL.

[theodorehq]

 "oh, i’m SORRY - does he have a label on him that i MISSED explaining that you’re the one who has to HURT him?“ he’ll ask; in that sarcastic, PLAYFUL voice of his. he considers the stranger very FORTUNATE he’s so attractive, or else he might just be next on his ever growing list of those that have WRONGED him. "you see this man has failed to pay me what he owes, so it’s only fair i get to cause him a little bit of PAIN isn’t it?” he’ll asked with a raised brow, as though it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

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“i don’t like your TONE.” now he sounds like his mother. he narrows his eyes at the other, glancing over to make sure that the man in question is still where he was before they started this THING. “look. he disrespected my sister and there is no way in HELL i’m letting YOU hurt him before i do. you don’t touch my sister without facing the consequences and you BETTER understand and abide by that. okay? we got that clear?”