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jtl-fics · 1 year

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Math Nerd AU

I’ve got quite a few time travel AFTG fics banging around in my head but by far the funniest one is this:

Neil dies in 40s to a drunk driver after a respectable professional Exy career, two olympic golds, a very successful and healthy relationship, a steady post-injury career as Ichirou Moriyama’s preferred accountant (kept himself squeaky clean) and years to get his shit together. He wakes up back early on into his runaway life with his mom and is immediately like “oh no I’m NOT doing this shit again.”

He makes a lot of changes, mostly for Andrew’s benefit but also gets Mary to the Hatfords, and gets himself set up in Ichirou’s confidence again because man he’s gonna play Exy again but Ichirou was actually a very solid boss if you’re competent and Neil is very good at managing finances.

Ichirou had plans for Neil. He’s waiting for his father to pass before he brings Neil fully out in the open as one of his since his father is still demanding that the Wesninski heir be given over to his brother and Ichirou is not about to let the only accountant who has ever gotten him a completely legal tax refund go to the NEST. He’s also not about to let the Butcher near Neil so he puts Neil off in the middle of nowhere with a steady paycheck and orders to graduate highschool. Neil picks Millport.

Hernandez still notices that no one ever comes to Neil’s games and that the kid is driven but doesn’t make any real attachments with his teammates despite Millport becoming the Arizona State Champs the year Neil leads the team. So he sends tapes to Wymack and Kevin. Neil is surprised to see them since he’d planned on never getting anywhere near Andrew after he set things up for the blond. (Killed Drake, paid some people to legally adopt and look after Andrew, got CPS to investigate Tilda properly, paid off the right people so that the couple who took in Andrew took in Aaron too, and paid for them to move out to SC (it’s close to the twins remaining family) and then Tilda managed to die on her own from an OD and the twins got the money without Andrew needing to have any part in it.)

Neil ends up signing for the Foxes despite Ichirou having plans for Neil to start attending University of Texas (Great Accounting Program) in the fall. Neil of course completely fails to tell Ichirou this since Ichirou hadn’t said anything beyond finishing highschool and if he had plans for Neil then he should have told him.

Neil, the utterly self-sufficient adult that he is, proceeds to just be the most bizarre stabilizing force the foxes have ever encountered. He knows all about their shit, their issues, their triggers, and how to help them. The Foxes all kind of crave that stability and Neil can take whatever they say unflinchingly. He’ll give as good as he gets but he also makes team breakfast pretty much every morning after he finishes his absurdly early run. Kevin is in heaven with his Striker pick (Neil in this thing is so incredibly boring and well-adjusted that Andrew just cannot believe that he’s a spy so Kevin and Neil start night practices almost immediately & Neil shows Kevin drills that he and Future!Kevin had made and Kevin is just like “I am so good at picking talent. I am a god.”)

The 3 things that make this so funny (at least to me) is:

1. All the Foxes just like not understanding why the hell Neil is a Fox (They’re glad he’s there but it feels like a clerical error that such a nice well-adjusted guy is on the team) until they see him without a shirt and until immediately after the Kathy Ferdinand show where Ichirou shows up and is like “Palmetto doesn’t even have a nationally ranked accounting program!? Also what if this sport gives you a TBI and you can’t do my taxes anymore????”

2. Andrew is just inexplicably and infuriatingly smitten, enamored, crushing, heart-eyes for this BORING ASS MATH NERD. Neil’s sense of humor was honed against Andrew so he’s got like a direct line to Andrew’s funny bone. He never has never once for even a second confused Aaron and Andrew (and they’re a lot closer in this fic because there’s no Tilda angst and the ‘parents’ handled getting Aaron’s rehabilitation handled off the books so he could have a future in medicine.) Even after the whole mob accountant reveal Andrew is seething because even with that Neil is just incredibly well-adjusted and normal despite all the insane shit going on with him. He propositions Neil when Neil mentions having a past male significant other but Neil has the AUDACITY to get all sad-eyed and say that he can’t be with Andrew because his heart still belongs to some CHUMP in his past. (Cue Current!Andrew having an unknowing bitter hatred / rivalry of Future!Andrew and swearing that he’ll woo Neil away from a guy who’s probably in the mob or shitty because Andrew hasn’t seen any evidence of Neil’s SO reaching out to him but he knows Neil isn’t lying)

3. One of the reasons that Andrew is inexplicably and infuriatingly attracted / smitten to Neil is that Future!Andrew did not really spend a lot of time in the future after Neil died and he’s slowly seeping through until Neil’s confrontation with his dad and then Future!Andrew fully wakes up and he’s PISSED because at least in the original timeline Andrew was inexplicably and infuriatingly attracted to the mysterious freshmen who was hiding his appearance, looked like he was seconds away from running across the country at all times, and had a whole aura of danger around him. Now he’s revealed that he’d have fallen for Neil no matter what because he fell for Neil when he was just a BORING ASS MATH NERD and WORST OF ALL Neil went and made him jealous of HIMSELF because Neil didn’t want to cheat on Andrew with ANDREW. What an asshole. He’s gotta kiss his entire face off and tell him that he’s never allowed to cross a street without Andrew again because if a drunk driver is going to take one of them out then it’s going to take BOTH of them out.

#AFTG #All For The Game #Andreil #AFTG fic #Fic Idea #Neil is so happy that Andrew is here #Andrew has never been more embarrassed in his entire fucking life #He was jealous of HIMSELF #They get together immediately and act like an ancient married couple.#Andrew rocks Neil's entire world the second he's out of the hospital #math nerd au #In a Masterpost #Math Nerd - Initial Plot - 01

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fatuismooches · 7 months

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FOR THE HARBINGERS

Reader telling them "I love you", and they either smile, fluster or say ilyt BUT reader is like " no you don't understand ". Grabs them by the shoulder, looks them dead straight in the eye and says it slowly once again. " I. Love. You." And proceed to say the most devoted, loving words about them and how reader is so in love, loyal and just. UGHHHH

Take it easy! Just bask into this idea, hope you don't stress over answering a bunch of (my 😭) asks!! Mwah mwah 💕💕 /p

OH I AM MORE THAN BASKING INTO THIS BECAUSE IT IS SO REAL!!!! We love a reader who is completely and utterly in love with their Harbingers <3 Pierro and Capitano are the ones who stay silent as you go on a whole tangent about how much you love them. Pierro retains his usual serious look, but you're so caught up with your words you may not notice how his face turns softer at your blatant declarations of devotion. Sure, he has a mountain of work to catch up on, but what kind of lover would he be if he didn't let his love rant their feelings out to him? He's not the most verbal or physically affectionate, but that doesn't mean he doesn't appreciate it. I imagine he's been betrayed and such in the past, you know with Celestia and Khaenri'ah and all, so he deeply appreciates your words. Capitano... well, you can never really see his expression with that big helmet of his, so it's a bit hard to tell what he's thinking but don't worry!! His heart is beating quicker than usual and his mind is racing as to what to reply with!! Since when did you become so romantic and affectionate? He hasn't read enough romance advice books to respond properly yet! So Capitano just... pats your head and thanks you so sincerely it makes you giggle. He attempts to formally respond to your feelings via writing but he can't find the right words, unfortunately.

Dottore (that's who you're here for, I know) merely bursts into a laugh. No, he's not laughing at you, but he simply finds it a bit amusing. The idea of true devotion, of genuine loyalty, of real love... he still toys with those concepts a bit. He does feel these things toward you, but he won't verbalize them. Yet you don't seem to care about admitting those feelings toward him in the slightest... in fact, it seems like you jump at the chance to tell him how much you adore him... it's a bit funny to Dottore. Of course, he won't ever stop you, he does enjoy being worshipped and loved by you. Akademiya Zandik, on the other hand, would probably fight you off and then storm away to hide his blushing cheeks. How dare you say such idiotic things to him and how dare you make his heart thump hard at such stupid words. Pantalone too, except it's less of a laugh and more of a few chuckles. He's the kind of person to smile and nod at everything you say, completely enamored by you. He'll stop you in the middle and ask you to elaborate on a specific part and you happily do, he's stroking his own ego at this point but how can you blame him? His darling is being far too cute for him not to want to tease them a bit!

Columbina and Childe are very excited and blushy over it. They adore it when you're so open with them! Columbina's smile is even larger than usual as she hums in agreement with everything you're saying. Yes, please keep adoring her like this. She loves hearing about how much you love her. She's quite open with her feelings toward you too, so to hear it reciprocated so plainly? Pure bliss for her! Childe too is similar, you can literally see how he lights up and a faint blush spreads across his cheeks when you flatter him with such praise. But not for too long, because he'll pick you up and tease you ten times harder. Trying to get on his good side, hmm? Well, he'll have you know he loves you far more than you ever cold. Occasionally, he gets worried about whether it's right to be with you since he's in the Fatui, so these kinds of messages are secretly quite reassuring to him.

Arlecchino and Signora are very elegant and smooth about it. They watch you with a knowing smile, hands tracing over your collarbone and up to your neck and chin... a finger combing through your hair. Arlecchino is still a quiet and reserved woman, she still doesn't say much after your confession, but she is very pleased. Kisses you and gives you a sincere thank you. In her line of work, it's not often she find someone as loyally passionate as you are. Much less someone she loves to the deepest depths of her heart. She knows that you'll never betray or stab her in the back, and she shall never do that to you either. Signora is more smug and teasing about it. Oh? You truly love her that much? How about you show her it too? She ends up flustering you despite you being the one throwing all these sweet words at you. She truly loves being pampered by you, she needs it after all with all of the heartache she went through with her last lover, who she was abruptly cut off from.

Scaramouche and Sandrone short circuit for a few moments before springing back to life, stuttering and berating you for such stupidity and hurriedly breaking free from your grip. They can't deal with such loving words being directed towards them, especially unprompted. Scaramouche's expression is one that you have imprinted in your memory, the uncharacteristic redness and slack jaw, before he becomes his usual Scara self and launches into a long speech about how clingy and strange you were and that you should never do that ever again lest he actually get mad (this is a plea for you to confess all of that again, despite his adamant protest... you know he loves being loved, a feeling that always seemed to slip away from him. He's hesitant about it but he can't deny the rush of his "heart" when he hears your sincere words.) Sandrone's face is just blank. Blank like a robot. She opens her mouth to speak and then closes it, and then opens it again but she's at a loss for words. She finally gets out a half-hearted insult and ends up stuttering halfway through, so that's already not a good look for her. It seems even her usual bad attitude can't keep up when assaulted with such genuine affection...

And... Papanella can get a little platonic kiss on the cheek while you thank him for being the best grandad.

#smooches talks #moots: kai <3 #harbingers love notes <3 #giving them all a little kiss....#and giving u a great big hug kai <33 devouring your ideas for all my meals

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queenshelby · 3 months

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OSCAR SPECIAL (PART THREE OF FOUR)

Given Cillian’s recent success, I decided to jump ahead a little in my fics and give you a little Oscar Special. But don’t worry, I will cover off everything in between in due course and, for some fics, this Oscar part will hopefully get you guessing, while for others it will constitute a happy ending!

The Director (Oscar Special)

18 months later....Media Snippet - E! News

"Cillian Murphy has just arrived at the red carpet, looking absolutely dazzling in a black suit and bowtie. Simple but exquisite nonetheless," one of the reporters said to another, a microphone hoisted between them.

The other beamed, while staring at the earpiece, where notes were fed to her. "And I can confirm that he arrived with Oppenheimer assistant director Y/N Y/LN as well as close friend Enda Walsh, both of whom he had worked with last year on his most recent movie called "Small Things Like These," she said, equally envious and enthusiastic as she watched the actor stroll down the red carpet.

"There is no sight of his wife Danielle Murphy which has sparked rumors afloat that they might be having marital troubles," her partner chimed in with, positioning a camera and focusing it commendably on Cillian without causing a scene.

"According to sources, it was rumored already last year that Danielle Murphy has moved out of their joint home shortly after filming of 'Small Things Like These' wrapped up, although no official statement has been released confirming it," she responded before the other reporter chimed in, announcing the arrival of yet another actor who was no other than your husband James McKibben.

"There is James McKibben, dressed in a white tuxedo! He's looking utterly fabulous as well!" the other reporter said, noting James' presence on the red carpet. The camera flashed as he walked down the glossy red surface, charisma and self-confidence emanating from him with ease as security held him back from where you were standing with both, Cillian and Enda.

"And here is a bit of trivia for you," the same reporter then announced quietly, pressing the microphone against her lips as if she was telling a secret. "Word has it that Murphy took out a restraining order against McKibbin following an incident at Universal in July last year," she paused for dramatic effect before going on. "It's not entirely clear what happened, but my guess is that involved Y/N Y/LN who, just earlier this year, filed for divorce from McKibbin," the reporter stated, feeling a little too much glee for having what seemed like an inside scoop before she went on to assess Cillian's chances of winning.

"Well, let's just say that everyone in the industry is rooting for Cillian this year. He has been nominated for an Oscar for his portrayal of Robert Oppenheimer in the film "Oppenheimer", a true masterclass in acting," the other reporter gushed, addressing the first one.

"You've got it. All eyes are on him tonight and whatever the rumors floating around may be, none of them will matter once he holds this statue in his hands," his colleague responded, sounding equally enamored with Cillian's acting range and talent that could very well help him win.

Hours later, he did, indeed, win the Oscar for Best Actor, and just like the reporter said, all eyes were on him as he accepted the award with grace and humility.

"Oh my god," he stammered almost nervously as he was handed his trophy. "Thank you so much for this great honor. Thank you Christopher Nolan and Emma Thomas for giving me the opportunity to play such a monumental role, one that I am still trying to process as the words come out of my mouth, and to all the cast and crew for their unwavering support throughout filming. I wouldn't be here without them," Cillian said with perhaps a slightly trembling voice.

It was not every day you get to be nominated for an Academy Award, let alone win one and, with that, his final thanks went to his adult children who believed in him along the way.

As expected though, Cillian did not mention his wife Danielle, whose absence after almost twelve years of marriage sparked rumors of ongoing troubles between them.

An usher arrived to signal him off the stage and waved to the audience before taking a seat again right next to you.

"I am so proud of you," you whispered in Cillian's ear, your lips brushing against the delicate outer shell in a way no one noticed.

"You know I couldn't have done it without you, right?" he then whispered back while, discreetly, taking your hand into his and giving it a firm squeeze, as if he needed you there just as much as you needed him.

The weight of the Oscar in his hand was surreal, the sheer scale of his victory even more so, but with you by his side, the feeling was no longer uncanny, but rather, comforting but what would come next, at the after party, was going to be an utter surprise for you both.

Timeline Note for my fic:

Filming Oppenheimer - September/October 2022

Filming STLT - January/February 2023

Oppenheimer Release/Press Engagements - July 2023

Award Season 2024 - January/February/March 2024

To be continued...

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theatricalgeminifangirl · 2 years

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Okay big rant about how much I love Chirp and Squak’s relationship incoming so beware.

There’s something so tender and sweet about the way Chirp and Squak interact with one another. Even though a lot of their dialogue is joking around or being mischievous, you can tell that the love they have for one another is so special. Especially in a world like ACOFAF where everything seems to have a double meaning and everyone is hiding secrets, the inherent trust between the cousins is so incredibly unique.

The way they just naturally turn to each other to ask for advice on what to write in a letter. The dedication to fulfilling the other's completely insane shenanigans (the chair cutting??? trying to not give Rue actual tea only to entirely fail??? illusions of themselves in the window reading???) without a question asked. The SCHEMING that is almost always in conjunction with the other. Even though the regency romances and uncovered secrets in ACOFAF is absolutely incredible, I just am wholly and utterly enamored by the unconditional support for one another that we've seen between the bird cousins.

And yes, Chirp and Squak did hide major aspects of their life from one another, but neither of them are mad at the other when they reveal their secrets. Like wouldn't you be mad if the person you trusted most in the world was secretly engaged or married??? But no, instead of anger, the cousins just accept each other's secrets and move on.

What especially gets me is Chirp hiding her secret from Squak to protect him from their own grandfather who is as much their family as the other is but still Chirp values Squak so much more than the grandfather that they fear so much. She will even hide her biggest secret that truly must've been near impossible to hide just to protect her confidant and best friend. And then when Chirp does blurt out her secret, Squak reassures her that no matter what Chirp does, he will love her unconditionally and stops her from panicking about the situation they're in by turning the conversation to say that he likes Esme's name and in turn, fully accepts her even if Grandfather and maybe the rest of the fey world will not. And that is something truly special.

Lastly and most importantly of all, Chirp knows Squak’s deepest secret that no one else knows - that he is Airry Pearry, famed author of “The Green Hunter”.

But seriously, I think it's so beautiful that Lou and Emily chose to play cousins that are just 100% behind each other's actions. It would be so easy to play cousins who are pitted against each other as competition especially with the wager going on in the background but instead they choose to play characters that really truly show how powerful it is to act together and find that person you trust inherently.

So yeah, TLDR; the bird cousins are some of the best characters I've ever seen and I love them and their relationship to the ends of the universe and back <3

#listen i just love them a lot and they mean something so special to me #dimension 20 #d20 #a court of fey and flowers #lord squak airavis #squak airavis #lady chirp featherfowl #chirp featherfowl #lords of the wing

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666writingcafe · 8 months

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Exam Prep, Part One

Barbatos

"Your professor has informed me that lately you have been struggling with the lab portion of your seductive speechcraft class," I calmly tell MC, who sighs.

"I can block advances just fine, but actually trying to seduce someone is proving to be quite difficult," they explain. "I don't feel like I'm sounding genuine, if that makes sense. I mean, I never had that much luck with it in the human world, and it seems like I've not had to work super hard here, which still baffles me, but that's a topic for another day." Interesting. I didn't realize they were that introspective. Most humans aren't.

"If it's any consolation, you're doing better than some other demons."

"Like Levi?" I allow myself to smirk, amused by their observation.

"Exactly. Leviathan either can't bring himself to seduce anyone at all, or he pulls from existing media and provides out-of-context lines that don't fit the person he's talking to. From what I've heard, you at least are trying to be original. We--your professor and I--just think that there's room for improvement."

"Of course."

"So, for today's session, I want you to try to seduce me." Of course, that's the moment Diavolo decides to walk past the room MC and I are in. My back may be turned to him, but I can still sense his energy.

You may watch, but do not disturb us.

Understood.

"What?" MC asks, appearing both confused and terrified.

"I am one of the oldest and most powerful demons in the Devildom. If you can manage to produce some sort of effect on me, then you'll pass your exam with flying colors."

"But I don't know that much about you."

"A demon never has a lot of information on a particular human when they first encounter one, but they can use past experiences and context clues in order to be successful."

"I see." In order to ease their nerves, I kindly smile at them.

"Just try the best you can." MC closes their eyes and begins one of the breathing exercises that I taught them.

Why are you doing this? Diavolo just can't resist the urge, can he?

Their power is heavily tied to their emotions.

That isn't what I'm talking about, Barbatos.

Would you rather I have them seduce you, Young Master? Silence. Excellent.

MC opens their eyes, and immediately something seems different about them.

"You do so much for Lord Diavolo, the brothers, and the Devildom at large," they state. "Any other person would have gone insane from the sheer amount of responsibility, and yet you stand here before me with a cool, calm demeanor."

"Practice," I respond.

"You have most people fooled into believing that this life is easy for you, but not me. I know that you work a thankless job that forces you to put everyone before yourself." They're glowing, which isn't entirely unusual for them, but the color's different this time. It's not completely white like it normally is.

"Deep down, you want someone to take care of you. You have been forced to hold yourself up for so long, and you are utterly exhausted. You feel completely alone, like there's not a single soul in the entire universe that would want to take the time to get to know who you truly are." As they step closer to me, I can see spots of pink mixed in with their white light. I don't know how, but I think they've managed to tap into a portion of Asmodeus's power.

"I want to help you, not because I want anything in return, but because I care deeply about you. You deserve to have someone love you unconditionally." MC gently grabs my hand and leans closer to me. "All I ask of you is to let me in. Allow me to grow closer to you, Barbatos."

One might expect MC to take the opportunity to kiss me, but instead they remain still, staring into my eyes. My heart begins beating faster, and I find it harder to focus on my surroundings. In this moment, I finally understand why everyone seems so enamored with MC. I don't even have a pact with them, and yet my mind is begging them to give me an order to follow.

As MC steps back, the glow emanating from them begins dissipating. They're returning to normal.

Why can't I?

"Barbatos? Are you alright?" Shit. I'm on duty. They're not supposed to see me in this condition.

"You'll do just fine, MC." My voice sounds hoarse, and I have no idea why.

Someone's caught feelings.

I would appreciate it if you didn't tease me, Young Master.

But I'm not wrong.

That is irrelevant.

#obey me shall we date #obey me mc #obey me barbatos #obey me lord diavolo #obey me diavolo #in case anyone is confused #barbatos and diavolo can communicate with each other telepathically

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treasuringizu · 2 years

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For the 100 followers celebration can I please request deku friends to lovers where he has been in love with the reader for forever and they are completely oblivious to it! I love that trope it’s so cute

anon i am sorry that this is months late!!!!! forgive me!!!!!!

you and izuku have been friends since you started working at his agency.

izuku has also been completely and utterly enamored with you since you started working at his agency.

it started off really small, he swears. just a little interest in you, the new tech assistant. he's one of the people you had to sit down with an interview with in order to get the job, and he already knew that you were right for it as soon as you started talking about how much you loved what you do.

he helped you settle in, bringing coffee to your desk every time he knew he was going to be around your assigned area. he showed you around, explaining to you the main parts of his agency and how everything works in the building; he made sure that you felt welcome.

and how could you not, with that charming smile and dimples that he flashes every time he sees you, the cute bashfulness that never fails to warm your chest, and the endless kindness that he shows to absolutely everyone.

and then from meaningless coffees every once in a while, he starts going out of his way to see you. drops by whenever he has a break, just to say hi and then end up in an engaged conversation with you that causes him to lose track of time, his assistant tracking him down and chiding him for being late to his patrol shift.

when he finds out that you sometimes forget to eat lunch he brings you one on your breaks, or even invites you out to eat with him, a bashful smile on his face and the apples of his cheek a soft red that makes it really hard for you to say no to his offer.

he's just so sweet. it kills you. you know that whatever it is the both of you have going on could never progress to anything farther, and you don't know if you want to punch him in the face for making you feel this way, or kiss him stupid because you just can't help yourself.

and izuku, oh izuku is in so much trouble.

its like every single thing you do sets him on fire. the way you smile when you notice him approaching you, the sight enough to leave him tripping over his feet. the way you laugh when he gets some food on his face because he's always been a little bit of a messy eater, and then how you use your thumb to wipe it off his face and he can feel his heart stuttering in his chest.

and trust him, he's tried, many, many times, to tell you how he feels. but then you look at him with your eyes that he swears he could get lost in, and the words disappear in his throat.

when he does manage to ask you out on dates, you don't even think anything of them, just assuming its a regular outing between two friends. It kills him a little inside every time you refer to him as just you friend. Wishes that you would see it as more. Hopes that he can one day get you to change your mind if he doesn't chicken out again.

But for now, you and Izuku are just friends.

#idk why this has no dialog #why #so sorry anon!!!#mwah!!!#i didnt even get to the lovers part #😭#didnt read over either #ignore all mistakes!!!!#izuku x reader #deku x reader #.kc writes #.izuku drabble #mha x reader #izuku drabble

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sadisticsweetie · 5 months

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I've been quiet lately, here on this blog I wrote about you. Sorry about that. It's just much easier to manage my emotions when you're willing to let me express them directly to you. And you are. My angel, knight in shining armor, with all your bluster and your dry comments, you're willing to let me say anything. Do anything.

I've watched you sleep three nights this week. Two of them, you woke in a haze and told me something silly, so I had to gently assure you that you were only dreaming, and let you settle back to sleep. One of them, you even sang. Your voice is so gorgeous. I know you're not confident in it, and you don't understand why I love it, but I could drown in the way you say things. Anything. Sometimes you laugh, properly laugh, more than a small chuckle, and I realize there is nothing else more appealing. And I made you do it. You even let me flirt with you in front of your friends, the ones who know about me, and you let me be embarrassing. Utterly ridiculously enamored with you, so they all know I'm like this. I'm sure you know I do it as a power play too - I don't like your friends, they bully you. When I am sweet on you in front of them, I am telling them quietly that I will not stand for it. They don't know you like I do. They don't get to be that way around someone so wonderful. You wrote me a song. You won't say you love me, but you wrote me a song about the million ways you can say it without saying it, and every single day I find a new way that you love me. Puns, innuendos, mentioning me when I'm away, mentioning me while I'm there, trying to teach me the skills I lack that you're ever so good at, 18 hours straight on a voice call and then another five after a short nap. You love me about as much as I love you - I don't think that's ever happened to me before. And you're so normal about it, and I have no clue how, because when I love you it is like my entire being reverberates with it, driving me mad. But you? Well, you just ask if we can hang out for a bit.

#soft sadist #mean darling #wolf in sheep's clothing #yandere #yanderecore #obsessive love #lovesick #yancore #yandere vent #jealousy

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doorplays · 1 year

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2022 Roundup of Games

Hello! This is Doors. I haven't written here in a while and now I am going to fix that by writing a bunch about the games I played this year!

By my best count, I played about 28 games this year, with 7 of those being games I didn't finish. I’ve enjoyed them to varying respects though, and now I’m here to talk about 17 of them with as little spoilers as possible!

This roundup of games is not ranked, I just listed them haphazardly. I put up a short review for each game so you have an idea of what you’re getting into, and have a rating for each! Most of these are games I very much enjoyed, and if you find yourself playing them, go ahead and message me! I’d love to hear peoples’ thoughts on these games.

This is also something I want to start doing every year, and the best time to start anything you want to start is, well, now! And thus:

Let’s get to it!

UMURANGI GENERATION

I'd describe this game as "Tony Hawk's Pro Skater except Tony Hawk was a photographer". You are dropped into various levels and environments and, within a time limit, you have to achieve the objectives set out by the game. This usually consists of you taking pictures depicting specific things and taking a picture at a certain vantage point.

What I like about this game is its environmental storytelling. And well, really, that's the only way this game tells its story. It's all around the levels just waiting for you to see and take pictures of them. You find memorials, posters, people, all instrumental in telling the grim story that the game has.

I enjoyed experimenting with lenses that I unlock as I progress through the game, and experimenting with various filters! I feel like the game captured my imagination enough for me to enjoy it.

Door Rates Umurangi Generation: 4/5

PYRE

Supergiant never misses. From Bastion with its gripping story, and Transistor with its lovely aesthetic, to Hades with its frenetic roguelike gameplay, they always know their stuff. They know their style and they flourish in it, unafraid of experimentation.

With Pyre, I'd say that they experimented too much. The gameplay felt a bit clunky for me, though that may be because I stubbornly played on mouse and keyboard instead of controller. The gameplay loop revolves around you undergoing rituals, which are more accurately described as sports games. You play fantasy soccer, essentially!

Despite my gripes with the gameplay, I was so enamored by the story, the art, and the worldbuilding. I've grown to love and care for most, if not all of the characters, and I was really rooting for their success. I even found some antagonists charming and hoped that they find success as well.

In the end, I enjoyed it a lot. Supergiant are really good at making games, and with Hades 2 looming, I'm hoping they produce another knockout game.

Though despite my issue with them experimenting too hard here, I do hope they experiment more with their next games. But that's a subject for another post...

Door Rates Pyre: 4/5

THAT WHICH FAITH DEMANDS

This game is a sort of choose-your-adventure type game. At the start you get to describe your character's background, their competency, etc. Then when you're shipped out to do the job, you discover that there's more to the job than you expect.

I am always enamored by sci-fi, and am even more enamored by fiction that has something to say about the divine, so when this game mixes the two of them I completely and utterly fucked with it. This shit? Absolutely up my alley.

You can also interact with your workmates here and discover more about them, but I find that the divine part of the game is what really pleases me. I only wish that there was more story to see and read!

Door Rates That Which Faith Demands: 4.5/5

ENTER THE GUNGEON

I started this game very early in 2022, and let me tell you I did NOT expect it to shoot up to my most played game on Steam. There’s just something about this game that just drags you in easily with its wacky randomness and fun mixups and somewhat cute aesthetic.

You start out choosing one of four possible characters, then in typical roguelike fashion you do run after run as you unlock more guns, more accessories, more characters, and even more areas to explore! It is a very fun game where you can just go pew pew pew at everything.

Door Rates Enter the Gungeon: 4/5

SKATEBIRD

You are a bird. And you have an urge... to skate. It’s a cute little game with cute little birds! You can change up their feathers, their fashion, and do some neat skateboard tricks. My biggest issue with this game though is that the controls are very clunky. But from the short time I played it I found it very amusing.

Door Rates Skatebird: 3/5

HOLLOW KNIGHT

A friend of mine gifted this to me years ago, and it only took me like... half a decade or so to finally finish it! Heck yeah progress.

Anyway, this game is a nice Metroidvania. I found the aesthetic very nice, dark yet welcoming. I couldn’t have imagined making a world full of bugs work out to be cute! The music is also wonderful and the worldbuilding is great.There’s much to discover and a variety of areas. The story is also great (though I imagine my enjoyment was a bit diminished after I spoiled myself a bit lol). I enjoyed it a lot.

Door Rates Hollow Knight: 4/5

HEAVEN’S VAULT

Another friend recommended this to me, and I instantly fell in love with a concept. Sci-fi archaeology! Learning about dead languages! Good worldbuilding! All of these tick so many boxes for me it’s amazing really

I liked the artstyle too, a mix of 2d and 3d, 3d for the environments and 2d for the character sprites. I adore it, something similar was done too for Paradise Killer, another fave of mine.

I really enjoyed the story of this game and its vibes. I replayed it some more trying to unlock more of the language since language knowledge persists between playthroughs, but my save got deleted at one point and I didn’t continue. Nonetheless, I wholeheartedly recommend this game!

Door Rates Heaven’s Vault: 5/5

VAMPIRE SURVIVORS

A simple survival game/roguelike/bullet hell of sorts, and yet it’s so addicting. A friend gifted me this game and it got me in a vicegrip instantly. In this game you go and kill enemies, get experience, and level up to get various weapons and items so that you can kill more enemies. You accomplish achievements so you can unlock more characters. You get more gold so you can upgrade your stats. It’s basically a distillation of “number go up” and how much we enjoy it! Big damage big effects. It’s like rolling up a snowball and watching it get bigger and bigger and eventually it becomes an avalanche and massacres an entire village of ghosts. Sure you crash and burn sometimes but it’s still fun building it up!

The game is very cheap and has recently released an expansion, and is even free on iPhone/Android! Go try ittttt

Door Rates Vampire Survivors: 4/5

HORIZON FORBIDDEN WEST

I played Zero Dawn years ago and enjoyed it very much, and I’m glad to report that now that I’ve played the sequel, I still enjoy it a lot! The gameplay feels the same for me, and the graphics are still very breathtaking, though I didn’t have as much opportunity to take pictures here as opposed to in Zero Dawn. I enjoyed the story a lot too. I have nothing much to say about it other than it being a solid sequel, and I look forward to more entries to this series!

Door Rates Horizon Forbidden West: 4.5/5

2064: READ ONLY MEMORIES

This game is by the same people who made VA-11 Hall-A, and is set in the same world and a few years before it. It’s a visual novel with a lot to say about technology, consciousness, and people. I loved the pixel art and I loved the writing! I grew to care for the characters, which was something I did not expect. I recommend this game!

Door Rates 2064: Read Only Memories: 4/5

PAPERS PLEASE

I played Return of the Obra Dinn and enjoyed it so much that I thought I should check this game out as well. Both were made by Lucas Pope. And both are pretty cool in their own way! Return of the Obra Dinn had a focused story and a straightforward objective, but Papers Please had you living life as a simple border control officer and it really shows. Day by day the difficulty ramps up as you have to look out for more potential mistakes in peoples’ requirements. And in the meantime you still have to provide for your family.

While all of this is going on, life continues, and there will be world events that surprise you. I love how this game weaves its simple gameplay into a good narrative. It is a very solid game.

Door Rates Papers Please: 4/5

FINAL FANTASY VII REMAKE

I started this in 2021 but only finished it early 2022. I haven’t played the original so I’m glad to play this with updated graphics! In fact it’s a huge overhaul even.

It’s lovely to see these characters in high definition. Barrett is fuckin STACKED and it’s lovely to see Jessie and Aerith. Tifa looked lovely in a dress! And it’s nice to see Biggs and Wedge having actual personalities here.

Gameplay was snappy enough and I have no complaints about it. And I enjoyed enough how the story was told. I’m looking forward to part two!

Door Rates Final Fantasy VII Remake: 4/5

CITIZEN SLEEPER

I like this game.

It’s a sci-fi RPG. You arrive at the space station named Erlin’s Eye, where many people have made a home of. You learn of its history, its people, and most importantly, how to survive in this place. While it presents itself as sci-fi, it tells a familiar tale of trying to survive in a new frontier.

The way it plays is that every in-game day, you get a certain number of dice, already pre-rolled. You have to manage these dice in order that you get to use them succeed in the tasks you need to succeed in. In a sense, it’s a mix of RPG and resource management, which is very interesting to me.

I enjoyed the story and the characters. It is a surprisingly familiar story that resonates, and the gameplay is chill enough, along with the music. It has my Seal of Approval

Door Rates Citizen Sleeper: 4.5/5

PENTIMENT

The same friend who recommended me Heaven’s Vault told me of this game. I got it on the Xbox Game Pass and fell in love with the aesthetic. Each frame looks like an art piece you can hang in a museum!! It reminds me of like. The Bayeaux Tapestry. Idk why that specifically came to mind but. Yes.

In this game you play as journeyman artist Andreas Maler. You are contracted by the Kiersau Abbey in the village of Tassing to make art. Through Andreas’s eyes you get to know the village’s history, mingling with the village folk, breaking bread with them even!

This game... this game is not just about history, not just about choices, this game is also about you living with your choices. Andreas’s regrets, successes, and the butterfly effect of his presence on the people of Tassing are told with great import. If you play this game, I urge you not to savescum or make a new save when things don’t go your way.

It’s one of my top games of 2022. Go play it!

Door Rates Pentiment: 5/5

NO MAN’S SKY

I’ve been playing this game ever since it came out, and it continues to be a treat. It was only in 2022 though that I actually played the Expeditions. And it is very nice to see how fellow explorers just help people along through them by making bases, planting markers, and just putting up some messages! I’ve enjoyed this game for years because of its variety and beauty, but it’s only now that I felt how rich its community is. I look forward to exploring it more in the coming years!

Door Rates No Man’s Sky: 4.5/5

FINAL FANTASY XIV

2022 was the year I wrangled together a static, which is essentially an 8-person group dedicated to clearing certain content in FFXIV. We were out here trying to clear the new Savage Raids, Pandaemonium Tiers 1 to 4. It was my first time being a sort of raid leader, and it was honestly an interesting experience! It was rough at times, but I nonetheless formed lasting friendships and strengthened some current ones. And it was very enjoyable suffering playing together with friends :)

As time went on though, I had to drop my subscription because of IRL responsibilities. But this game will always be important to me because of the friendships I have made and continue to make.

Door Rates Final Fantasy XIV: 5/5

MTG ARENA

Okay.

I have a love/hate relationship with this game.

On one hand, the game itself. Magic: the Gathering. It’s honestly enjoyable! My favorite format is Historic Brawl and I enjoy brewing decks for different commanders and just playing out matches conveniently!

On the other hand the economy SUCKS and it does a lot of things to make you feel that FOMO feeling.

I’m honestly waffling between uninstalling it and not uninstalling it and I probably should uninstall it? But I have to admit I do still enjoy the game...

Either way: Magic the Gathering is a great game. MTG Arena? It’s a good way to play the game, but it’d take you a while to collect the cards you want, so jury’s out on that one.

Door Rates MTG Arena: 2.5/5

SUMMARY

That’s a lot of games!!! I played some others but I didn’t have the time to include them here, but I enjoyed most of them all the same.

I enjoy the unique experience of playing games because you are not just... reading the story, you aren’t just watching an event or anything. You are an active participant in these experiences! May it be a story-rich game, a game with fun mechanics, or even a game as simple as Wordle, you are more in charge of your experience. And I find that cool!

I’m gonna try and continue to write more reviews as I play games! I’ll make this my New Year’s Resolution sure let’s go with that. Take care dear readers!

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talesofesther · 1 year

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Hi hello!

I am absolutely in love with your Sam fic! The way you portray her so true to her character but with your own spin on it is really incredible. The development from Sam and R being strangers to slowly having a deeper connection and a more intimate relationship in the end was truly mesmerizing. You have such a wonderful way with words.

I'm so excited to see how Sam and R will act now that Ghostface is around and what you have planned for the Quinn step sister plot and Bailey being Rs dad nlw too

Thats such an awesome idea!

Sam was captivating by R since the beginning, that's very adorable. Having that story being told in moments as you described not only emphasizes the instant attraction Sam and R had, how their relationship is changing over time but it also shows us a deeper look into Sam, her thoughts and feelings. The same goes for R. This way we can get to know both of them much better and on a more personal basis.

A few if my highlights:

"Yep, that's Samantha Sam" That line was not only very amusing but also showed the instant attraction Sam had for R.

R immediately visiting the coffee shop regularly. That's exactly what a whipped softie would do.

Sam's nightmare. That situation, I believe, was a turning point for their relationship. I feel like they got closer here. R telling Sam about not believing the rumors shows Sam that she can let herself starting to trust R.

The relationship between R and Bailey. I know he is a ruthless murderer but I can't help and think his effort to be a dad to R is very sweet. I'm already preparing for the pain when R inevitably loses another parent once he reveals himself to be Ghostface.

Tara and Rs friendship! It's so cute, we need more of that.

The coffee shop date. Even though it wasn't an official date, it sure felt like it. Both Sam and R became a bit more confident and enamored with each other here. It was very lovely to see.

These two are just so utterly adorable together. I love the gentleness and intimacy of it all. I can't wait for part 2, this is truly fantastic!

Omg thank you so sooo much, you have no idea how happy I am to know you enjoyed this first chapter so much... It really means the world to me that you think I portrayed Sam correctly and you think I'm developing their relationship right, because those were honestly the things i was most worried about getting right <3

I'm also really glad you liked my style of writing it, the moments. I was worried the story would not have a good flow like this, but it makes me really happy to know it gave a deeper insight on both Sam and R; which is exactly what I was going for

Thank you 💘

#ask

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dearestones · 2 years

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Death Note Matchup: Matsuda Touta

Warnings: Fluff.

@romanovvass Request: hi!! can i please het a romantic matchup for death note? im bisexual & use she/her pronouns! im 5’2, have long brown hair, brown doe eyes, a button nose, and a beauty above my lip. i also have a summer tan and am built like mitsuri kanroji from demon slayer, if that helps! i also have her as one of my highest kins andndjdjf. my hobbies include gardening, yoga, baking, shopping, walking, & reading. im fairly interested in a lot things like true crime and cryptids. horror movie nights are amazing but i always watch cartoons after since i get scared ajdheknr. ive been told i don’t look like what im interest in op!

five best qualities: im caring (especially to my friends and to animals, i love them), loving, creative, bubbly, & energetic!!

five worst qualities: childish, stubborn, impatient, moody (occasionally, im trying to be better), & too critical of myself

please and thank you!! hope you have a nice day :)

After going through the information given, I believe that you pair well with Matsuda Touta!

The moment Touta sees you, he’ll definitely be enamored, if not fall in love with you at first sight. It’s childish and cliche for sure, but it’s the combination of all your physical traits that has his heart beating in time to a rapid drum. He's a sucker for beauty marks and if you’ll let him, he’ll definitely try kissing it to tease you in the future once you’ve settled into your relationship.

He’s also in love with your figure and thinks that you’re absolutely glowing with your tan! He thinks that you look utterly adorable and he’ll absolutely love hugging you whenever he has the chance. You’re so soft and cute, he can’t resist your inherent beauty.

Touta is very engrossed in his work, but whenever he’s free from whatever investigations he has, he’ll try to help you with your hobbies! He’s especially willing to go the extra mile to learn how to garden and bake for you. However, he’s not doing it just for learning how to do new things, but rather, it’s because he gets to spend these new learning experiences with you. Despite what his coworkers may say, he can be a fast learner and his eagerness to learn makes him an entertaining partner.

If you like, you can always ask him about the cases he investigates. Why listen to true crime podcasts when you talk to him about the Kira Investigation? Or his past assignments when he was just a rookie detective? You’ll find yourself enamored with his storytelling and you’ll laugh at all the mistakes that he made. However, you might find yourself wondering at how much heartbreak and stress that he had to go through as a detective—so many victims from dark stories and criminals falling through the cracks of what was supposed to be a perfect system.

Don’t worry about horror movie nights, Touta is just as scared as you and is more than willing to turn the channel or switch to a website to stream your favorite cartoons. He’ll try to convince you to switch to cartoons once the first thirty minutes starts because he’s weak for jump scares. Sometimes, it’s out of jest and to make the atmosphere more bearable, but other times, he’s hiding his head into the crook of your neck.

Touta cares about you, no matter how big or small your perceived imperfections may be. He enjoys the fact that you’re so loving and caring with a bubbliness to match! He’s a family man through and through. He’ll enjoy meeting your family and he’ll take great pleasure in introducing his to you as well. In a way, you remind him of why he chose to be a part of law enforcement and why he continues to serve.

And since he has had his fair share of dealing with coworkers and bosses who were far too demanding and unrelenting in their own ways, he’ll be more than well equipped with dealing with your moods. Of course, he appreciates the fact that you’re trying to be better, and he’ll more than encourage you to improve yourself! He’ll also tell you to believe in yourself, that trying your best is what matters in the end. Please don’t be too hard on yourself, it hurts Touta to know that you could be hurting yourself with such negativity.

Overall, you two will have such a sweet relationship! The both of you will engage in a lot of skinship, inside jokes that make absolutely no sense to anyone else, and in deep, emotional conversations that will have both of you looking bashful and sweet.

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memoriesofcrows · 2 years

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If you wanna,,,tell me about your ot3; what's the story here, I'm looking respectfully 👁👁 (Hunting-destiny)

ace i need u to know this ask filled me with both so much joy and so many words that I whipped out my whole-ass writing app to answer it

So.

Let me tell you about Them. Uldren (and Crow) and Benji and Jolyon.

Listen first of all I'm an absolute fucking sucker for a reincarnation story. I'm a simp for threads carried through lifetimes, for lost and found memories of a person you are-but-aren't and a life you did-but-didn't live. I love the blurred lines between past and present so fucking much. I want Bungie to deep dive the fuck out of Crow's brain, but I won't hold my breath—which means I'll just have to write about it instead.

Second of all, my heart holds so much love for crow/guardian, and crow/Jolyon, and uldren/Jolyon, that at some point a couple synapses got together and said, hey. Maybe you can have it all.

ANYWAYS.

Like other Awoken-having Uldren simps, I am enamored with the idea of The Guardian having been his lover before they died. Or, in Benji's case, Uldren and Jolyon's lover, at the same time. They were an absolute power throuple: the Master of Crows and his two most beloved birds. They were bound together before the Awoken were Awoken, and damnit if they aren't tangled up in that pesky web of fate even still.

They were born together, not in the way siblings sprout from the same womb, but in the way seeds grow together in a bed.

They were together more than they were apart... Until Benji died. I don't know quite exactly how he died yet, but I know that the grief both felt was why Uldren became more reckless, why he went bounding into the Black Garden, why Jolyon couldn't bring himself to stop him. They really, truly believed that the three of them would be together for whatever forever meant, and then one of them died, and the hearts that remained started to break apart.

And while the Garden certainly broke Uldren's mind open and made him more vulnerable to certain influences, it was seeing Benji ressurected as a lightbearer that really shattered the last vestiges of who he had been. It didn't help that the way he found out was watching Benji (newly Risen, barely in control of his light, and utterly reckless) brutally kill himself by mistake, and then come back. It felt like torture; like a cruel joke played by an awful, uncaring God who stole the corpse of his beloved and was dancing it around like a grotesque puppet. Benji is why Uldren hated Guardians. Maybe its for the best that, by the time Benji killed him in Forsaken, he couldn't recognize him anymore (as far as anyone knows).

And all poor Jolyon could do was watch, first as Benji died, then as Uldren fell deeper into grief, and then madness. Jolyon is all that's left of what once was—but I think, eventually, he will find his way into what's being built again in the present. By now, he knows that Benji and Crow are Risen, and that they've found each other. Whether or not Benji and Crow know about him... That's more complicated. We'll see what happens. But like I said, I'm a big believer in fate and love and the inevitably of things torn apart colliding again, so I think, in time, they will find their way back to happiness together, all three of them.

(As an aside, I subscribe to long-hair Jolyon headcanons, and I like both black hair Jolyon and white hair Jolyon a lot, so... I've decided his hair was black, but over the years since his flock crumbled apart, its gone shock white from grief and stress and his Garden nightmares.)

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daosies · 4 months

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frostbitten

kaeya teaches you how to ice skate.

kaeya ♡ gn!reader

warnings: not proofread, petnames ("dear"), maybe ooc kaeya

note: thank you so much for requesting! sorry it took so long </3

requested by: anon

"don't lean your weight on your heels," kaeya instructs, "and don't panic."

you panic. your arms flail haphazardly around, the ice under your skates suddenly gaining sentience as it slides out from under your feet. as if it has something against you.

it definitely does. because the ice that loathes you is, in fact, ardently in love with kaeya. he's quick and precise, his hands snaking around your waist and stabilizing you before you can fall. of course, being kaeya, he also has to sneak in a witty remark.

"there's no need to fall for me twice, dear [name]."

"i'm going to kill you," you respond blandly. he chuckles, his hand coming to brush against the side of your face in response as kaeya steadies you against his figure.

"since you have figure skates,"—he rests his hand on the side of your hip—"you have toe picks in the front of your blades. you can use them to grip the ice."

you stab the picks into the ice, noticing the way bits of snow fly from the ground, melting into the fabric of your clothes. kaeya dusts your jacket, his hand coming to fiddle with the scarf around your neck, as if he's unsatisfied with the way it wraps around you.

"you should bundle up more," he says, a tender expression taking over his features. kaeya is unlike himself when he's with you—he's a little bashful, a little shy. when he's with you—which he always seems to be—kaeya is enamored.

it's in the way he unties your scarf, only to tie it again. it's in the way he looks at you with that adoring gaze of his, as if you were a wild dream, the mere thought of you making flowers blossom across his chest, scattering his world with petals and love and you.

again, kaeya brushes his hand against your face, smiling when you shiver from the cold of his fingertips.

"oops, sorry," he says without remorse. he reaches his index finger out to do it again, but you clumsily back away from him, your arm still outstretched in case you fall.

"when you go backwards, you should make an oval motion with your feet," kaeya states, amused. "and put your weight forward to push back."

"don't tell me what to do." you heed his advice in order to get away from him, your legs wobbling as they dig into the ice.

"oh, my sincerest apologies." again, there is not a hint of sorrow in his voice. slowly, you inch away from him, ignoring the way he narrows the distance within half a second.

"you're getting too good," he says. "how am i going to tease you if you keep going away?"

"that's exactly the point," you reply. "shoo."

he grins a cheesy grin. when kaeya smiles at you, it's either a shit-eating smirk or a tender one. when kaeya smiles at you—which he often does—he smiles like you're the most wondrous thing, like you plucked a star from the sky and pinned it to your figure.

(you have. kaeya is utterly convinced you plucked a star from the sky, that your face was crafted by stardust and your being was inspired by constellations. when kaeya looks at you, he sees galaxies and universes, futures and lifetimes where you make flowers blossom and stars fall.)

because kaeya's always smiling—but when he's smiling at you, it's different. a nice kind of different. a lovely, captivated kind of different.

you inch away from him, but this time, kaeya doesn't chase you. he stands amidst the ice, watching the distance between you two grow larger and larger, 'till he can't bear it any longer and he opens his arms for a hug.

while you're bundled up in a puffer jacket and a scarf, kaeya wears a simple shirt with a picture of a slime printed on it. it was a gift from klee—and when she was gifting it, she had the intention for kaeya to wear it during summer.

it was most definitely not summer. and this most definitely was not the occasion that klee had in mind.

still, you approach him with an exasperated smile.

"i'm not hugging a guy with a geo slime on his shirt." you point at the slime. "why's it looking at me like that?"

kaeya's arms remain wide open. "it thinks you're pretty. i agree, by the way. come here."

you roll your eyes. with shaky legs, you slowly skate back over to the man, the ice picking you up as you glide over the distance, landing straight in kaeya's embrace as he wraps his arms around your figure, letting your momentum carry him back, the two of you beginning to sway a little.

his grip is tight, and when he speaks, there's a breathless tinge to his voice.

"got you."

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allthingsfook · 1 year

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can i get a ship, please? im asking anon due to my lane preference being on my profile! :)

i am 5’0ft and on the thicker side (more down towards my lower half). i have honey blonde hair that hits in the middle of my back. i can be described as a funny outgoing social butterfly, but i also can reserved due to who i am around or how i am feeling. i love to make others smile and laugh. i love being outdoors either with my dog or in my hammock reading. if it is a rainy day or a day i am feeling a dat under the weather, i stay inside watching movies and cuddled with my cats. i love nature and love the entire earth. i am a huge environmental freak. i also hate to consume red meat because one i just get sick and two it just isn’t for me (not judgement towards others who eat it tho). i love to read, write, and dance. i also really love meditation, please it is my time to be by myself, relax, and self reflect. i am a education major because i believe teachers are very important to society, and we are in need of better teachers who understand and care. i am very passionate and determined about things i want to do or need to do. i hate dishonesty and violence. violence kind of gives me the shakes and the jitters. im not a huge hugger unless i am completely and utterly in love with you. i also have a very open mind and up for debates and discussions with my partner as long as they are up for it and will not argue to try to force their side on me :)

thank you < 3

Hello amazing anon!!! THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart for being so patient! I did not forget about you 💗💗

I ship you with…

Sammy!!!! Screaming Sammy for your ship!!!!!

Socially, you and Sam are similar. No doubt he is the life of the party; always smiling, laughing, joking… I think people tend to overlook his professional/serious side. He is extremely smart in anything he puts his mind to. His work ethic is impressive along with his dedication and creative vision.

Nature would be a huge bonding point for you and Sam. If you wouldn’t have said it, I would have. Sam in a hammock with Rosie?! Sounds like everyday he has off! Imagine the both of you cuddling in a white linen hammock, tied between two shady trees. The breeze softly blows the both of you, rocking you to slumber. The faint noise of your dogs rustling in the background.

During those gloomy, rainy days Sam would be so down for a movie marathon and homemade meal. He’d let you pick out all the movies, then whine a little bit when you present that one movie you watch 24/7! He’d be in charge of the meal, making you his favorite vegan meal ☺️

As for hobbies, Sam would be totally down for anything! Get that man dancing!!!! Watching him let his guard down and be utterly goofy with you would be worth the world! When you need time for you; a break from the hustle of his life..Sam would be the first to support you and give you space. While meditating, I could see him admiring you from a far. Taking in your peaceful beauty with his whole being.

Sam would adore your career path, as he grew up with amazing mentors that happened to be teachers. Honestly, I could see Sammy being a teacher if the boys hadn’t perused music. I don’t feel like he lets it shine as much now, but he’s a HUGE nerd. His love for space, lore, and nature makes him extremely inquisitive which leads him down rabbit holes when he’s ‘researching’ 😂

Sammy is also a really passive person, aside from his playful sass! He is enamored by people and how we interact, especially when we are curating a beautiful planet and society. If he had the world in his hands, it would be extremely peaceful and everybody would be required to adopt a pitbull 🥰

Any Kiszka boy is up for a healthy debate, so I’ll open it up to any of them. I could see you going back n’ forth with Sam over something random, but I could also see all of you hanging out and josh picking your brain on various topics OR Jake rambling on about such philosophical bullshit that you can’t tell what the hell he’s saying 😂 (they all tend to do that often)

Anyway!!!! I hope you enjoy your ship… for being so patient I wanna make you a collage and ship you a song as well 😊 I hope this finds you well after all this time 💕

#greta van fleet #gvf #peaceful army #starcatcher #gvf ships #gvf imagine #gvf moodboard #songships #sammy kiszka #sam gvf #samuel francis kiszka

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Pairing: Mark Lee x Fem Reader

Genre: Much much much much fluff. Best friend!AU. Mutual pining. Suggestive themes.

Rating: PG13

Synopsis: Mark's been hiding his feelings for his best friend. Maybe a spilt bowl of ramen can help him confess.

Warnings: Mentions of food. Detailed kissing scene. Mark being dense af

Word count: 4.1k

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A/N: All these Mark oneshots are turning him into my bias pleAZZZZZZ. Based off this ask 💖

It has become common practice for parents to ship their child with any playmate they meet at daycare or elementary school who is of the opposite sex. Don’t get the wrong impression, it’s quite strange to fantasize about your toddler falling in love and settling down at such an early stage of their life. You know, when they can barely run on their wobbly feet without falling flat on their faces and crying their tiny hearts out.

That was the childhood that Mark had to endure when he decided to befriend your little self all those years ago. Yet he never let his parents’ strange, heteronormative expectations get to him for most of his life.

Even during the awkward stage between middle school and high school, the go-to reaction was to yell out an exaggerated ‘ew!’, stare judgingly at his parents, beg them to never say such things again and then move on.

Well, until now that is. Mark wasn’t exactly sure when he had started seeing you in a different light. Maybe the daily nagging from his mother had finally planted enough subliminal messages in his head or maybe it just came naturally with getting to know you and seeing you grow up with him.

One thing was for sure, he was completely and utterly enamored with you - not that he was going to tell you though. Or admit it to himself, for that matter.

“I don’t understand why you can’t just, you know, give a little hint,” Jaemin says from his side, munching on a granola bar.

“Is that even a question?” Mark retorts, eyebrows knitted together as he stirred the ramen boiling below him.

“It’s pretty clear that you guys have known each other for a while. Plus everyone keeps asking you two if you’re dating. Maybe it’s time to give it a try?” the younger presses on, mouth curved into a smirk.

“Yeah. No,” Mark replies, turning around to grab some bowls to ready the noodles. “I’m pretty sure I’m just feeling super lonely because some people actually have those kinds of feelings and this is just me fantasizing about my best friend, cause those things happen sometimes.”

“Look, I’m all for boys and girls being friends without any romantic feelings involved but you’re missing out,” Jaemin comments ambiguously, making his way out of the kitchen and back into the living room.

Mark stands alone as he quietly works with the ramen, only the sound of boiling water and thought of a confession to keep him company. Confessing? Him? Confessing and possibly ruining a very good friendship if the feelings were unrequited? He would rather take this with him to the grave than do that.

Suddenly, a vibration from his pocket brings him back to reality. Looking down at his phone, he notices an incoming call from you. Speak of the devil.

“Yes?” he says into the phone.

“Emergency. I have no food and I am extremely hungry,” you whine.

“Then buy some,” he sarcastically answers. He hears a sharp, exaggerated gasp emanate from you and laughs quietly at your overreaction.

“How dare you propose I spend my own money to attend to my own needs,” you accuse him, feigning betrayal. His smile only grows wider, imagining you putting on the face of distaste you always do when you’re trying to convince him to do you a favor. Eventually, the face always works - even when he merely has to imagine it.

“Okay, fine. We have extra ramen -”

“I love you so much, I’m actually already on my way up,” you rush out, giggling to yourself. Mark shakes his head at your antics, making a deal with himself to add less noodles in your bowl just to mess with you.

“Stay safe, don’t trip on the stairs like last time,” he exclaims, hearing you let out a whine of annoyance before ending the call and setting his phone down on the counter and going back to attending to the ramen (and extra serving) he needed to prepare.

“Who was that?”Jaemin abruptly appears, walking into the kitchen now with a bag of chips cradled in his arms.

“Jesus! You scared me,” Mark scolds, placing a hand against his chest to calm his beating heart. The younger one once again moves close to him, leaning against the kitchen counter, eyes glinting mischievously.

“That was Y/N, wasn't it?” he asks, wagging his eyebrows up and down. Mark simply rolls his eyes, going back to his ramen business but Jaemin persists, grilling him even more.

“If you don't tell her, someone else will snatch her away,” he sing-songs, wagging his finger in disapproval.

“It won't matter cause she doesn't feel the same way,” Mark sings back, meticulously pouring the ramen into the bowls in front of him to avoid any spills.

“And how do you know that?”

“Because I’m her best friend and we understand each other’s vibes. You know, like telekinesis -”

“Telepathy,” Jaemin quickly corrects.

“Anyway,” Mark jeers, rolling his eyes at his friend. “She doesn't feel the same way and that's fine because this is just a little crush and it'll go away soon.”

“And if it doesn't?”

If it doesn't. Well, he hasn't considered that yet. Actually, he hasn't even considered if it was just a little crush to begin with.

In his defense, it was easier to deny the alleged infatuation than to act towards it. Although, it meant making a lot of assumptions about your relationship. Assumptions that weren't necessarily true - like you not reciprocating his romantic feelings.

He never asked, never mentioned it. Hell, he never even thought to entertain the thoughts even if they sat impatiently at the back of his head. So while he was trying his best to drive those ideas away from his consciousness, he also hadn’t noticed the small changes in your demeanor around him that Jaemin had taken note of.

Changes such as the way you train your eyes towards Mark for too long or how you smile just a little bit wider at Mark than anyone else or the way your energy just seems to shift as long as Mark was in the room. Small changes that eventually add up to a eureka moment - at least that’s how Jaemin sees it.

It takes way too long for Mark to refute his roommate’s claim and Jaemin simply lets his older friend dwell with his own thoughts, allowing Mark’s deep thinking to hopefully simmer into a realization.

Mark goes to open his mouth and spew whatever segue he’s come up with to avoid the conversation when a knock resonates from their door. Jaemin pads towards it, peeking through the peephole before opening it up. Your figure slips into the room from the other side and Jaemin wraps his arms around you tightly.

“Y/N!” he exclaims, hugging you against him. “I didn’t know you were coming over,” he lies, leering over at Mark before sending a subtle wink in his direction. “Guys! It’s Y/N,” he announces, waving towards you.

“Yeah, I just called on the way,” you mumbled softly, setting down your bag and placing your shoes on their rack.

The rest of his roommates greet you curtly from their position in front of the television, playing whatever video game they have decided would be the best way to relax into the night.

“Hi,” Jeno and Jisung quip. While Haechan, Renjun and Chenle had their eyes trained towards the screen, merely offering you a short wave before going back to their business.

You two walk towards where Mark is situated, cleaning up the pot he had just used while the bowls of ramen sat neatly on the counter.

“Hey,” he greets cheerfully, coming towards you to grab your jacket before hugging you softly.

“Hi,” you whisper back, offering him a small smile in return. He notices a slight change in your usually over energetic behaviour but pushes it aside, blaming the inconvenience of having to walk all the way to his apartment for your soured mood.

“Your ramen is all set. You can eat whenever you want, the guys are probably too busy now to -”

“I just need to go to the bathroom real quick,” you interrupt, quickly sidestepping away from Mark and down the hall towards his restroom.

At the sound of the door closing bouncing against the walls of the apartment, Mark shifts his gaze over at Jaemin with a look of confusion painted across his features hoping he could provide some answer to the way you’re acting, but his friend merely mirrors his expression.

“What was that about?” Jaemin utters, pointing over to where you had just disappeared.

Mark simply shrugs, lips pressed in a hard line as he attempts to sift through his brain for possible reasons. “How am I supposed to know?” he bites back.

“Where’s the telepathy you mentioned a while ago?” Jaemin exaggerated, hand coming to rest against his chest in mock shock, his eyes squinting over at Mark’s direction.

“That was a joke,” he grumbles back, arms crossing over his chest as his feet shuffle against the cold tiles of their kitchen.

“What’s gotten you so pissy?” Jeno asks, making his way into the kitchen with the others trailing quietly behind him. They all take their seats, each grabbing a bowl to feed their empty stomachs in desperate need of solid food after going on an energy drink-induced video game marathon.

"He has a crush on Y/N and he’s too afraid to tell her but right now she’s all moody,” Jaemin announces, pointing accusedly over at Mark, whose jaw drops at his friend’s bold proclamation of his infatuation with you while you were just a hallway down.

“Can you be any louder?” he harshly mumbles, coming towards Jaemin to clasp a hand over his mouth in fear that any other words coming out of his mouth might compromise him.

“I don’t even know why you’re so scared. It’s pretty painful watching the two of you pine over each other while you’re both completely clueless,” Haechan nonchalantly comments from his seat, nudging Renjun who simply nods his head in agreement, too busy with the ramen to contribute to the conversation.

Not that there was much to contribute since it was clear you were both to blind to even notice your crushes for each other. Earlier on, it was cute. Now, it was just unbearable.

Mark basks in the reality that his friends are absolutely useless in the current predicament of trying to figure out why you were so off. Even worse than useless actually; they're attempting to change the subject and blow out of proportion his tiny (it wasn't tiny) crush. Eyes trained towards the ceiling, he takes note to never bring up the topic of his love life when they're in the vicinity ever again.

“See? They agree with me,” Jaemin observes, sitting down on a seat of his own before grabbing a bowl for himself.

“Can we...can we rewind and focus first on the fact that our friend is in a less than cheery mood and by obligation we have to figure out why and help?” Mark scrutinizes, a grimace starting to form on his face.

“Only if you agree to be honest with your feelings,” Chenle butts, smirking to himself as Mark finds himself flustered by his friend’s request. “Oh hi, Y/N,” he waves towards Mark’s direction.

Mark is quick to whip his head around, worried that he'll find you behind him, his crush finally exposed because his friends suck at keeping their voices down. But he sees no one. He turns back towards his friends who are all sniggering over at him as he stands frazzled by the hallway.

“Hey! Not cool, man,” he staggers, a rosy tint slowly creeping up towards his cheeks and ears as he attempts to calm down from the false alarm.

“Dude, you're so whipped,” Haechan says through a mouth full of ramen.

“I am not,” he refutes, nostrils flared at his friends’ antics. Stomping towards the ramen, he picks up two bowls from the counter as he makes his way towards the other, less crowded end of the kitchen to avoid being flocked by their invasive questions.

Unfortunately, he doesn't notice the shadow against the wall as he rounds the corner, stumbling over his feet and effectively bumping into your figure, spilling the ramen all over the both of you.

He’s mortified, to say the least - a lot more mortified than he was moments ago when Chenle tried to prank him. Afraid that his clumsiness may have just aggravated your already less than favorable mood.

“Y/N, I'm so sorry! I didn't see you,” he reasons, setting down the empty bowls and ripping off tissue paper from the rack as he desperately tries to salvage the t-shirt he’s ruined.

“That is how you bump into someone,” Chenle quietly remarks from the side, earning him a glare from Mark.

Without noticing, he was dabbing hurriedly at your chest. A warmth spreads across your neck and face as you attempt to take a hold of his roaming hands.

“It's fine, Mark,” you awkwardly laugh out, grabbing hold of his wrists to steady him. “Can I - uh. Can I ask for some extra clothes?” you request, smiling down at your flustered friend.

Extra clothes. Right, that's the first thing you offer to someone you spilled ramen all over. You don't start feeling them up, he thinks to himself.

“Sure, come with me,” he says, leading you towards his bedroom, leaving his roommates to process what they had just seen.

“That was hell to watch,” Jisung finally says, shaking his head to himself.

“Here you go.” Mark hands you one of his t-shirts and basketball shorts. He turns to see you wiping away at the soup on your chest, eyes looking elsewhere as he notices how the liquid has caused your light-colored shirt to go slightly translucent.

You look up at him at the sound of his voice and take his clothes from his hands, whispering a soft thank you before disappearing into the bathroom.

Mark swiftly changes out of his own clothes before he slumps on his bed, awaiting for you to step out. But not while feeling embarrassed over his little accident and guilty for having to put you in an uncomfortable situation.

He notices you walk back into the room with your soggy, ramen-flavored clothes in hand, sporting his clothes on your frame. He didn't mean to but his mind starts to wander as he takes in the image of you in his clothes.

Like how well it fits on your frame. And how adorable you look in his clothes, probably encapsulated by the scent of his fabric conditioner. And how you looked very warm and cuddable. And how he’d like to continue seeing you in his clothes.

“Mark?”

He’s shaken from his thoughts, focusing once more on you as you point to the oily garments in your hand.

“Where can I put these?” you ask timidly, trying your best to avoid his wandering gaze.

“I can wash them for you,” he says, standing up to take your clothes in his hands and make his way towards the bathroom. Dumping your clothes into the sink, he turns on the hot water to hopefully wash off excess sauce before handwashing it himself.

“No,” you insist, trailing behind him. “It’s fine. I can wash it myself when I get home.”

“It's cool, Y/N,” he says sweetly, massaging the oils and coloring out of your garments. “It's my fault anyway.”

“I'll go get some detergent soap to help you,” you declare, padding out of the bathroom and towards Jaemin to ask him for some soap.

Mark is once again left alone with his thoughts, rubbing away at your t-shirt. Jaemin’s words continue to echo in his head. And what if it doesn't. If the crush doesn't go away, what now? He wasn't sure, but feeling giddy at the image of you in his clothes was definitely indicative of his true feelings for you.

You make your way back into the bathroom, a ruptured Tide pod in your hand and you lean over the sink to mix the soap in with the water, forming bubbles all over. While you quietly work the soap into your clothes, you notice Mark studying you closely through his bathroom mirror. Smirking up at him, you wave a hello to grab his attention.

“You good?” you jokingly ask.

“Yeah, just thinking,” he replies, going back to take care of your pants.

“I can't believe I'm trusting you with my pants when you can barely cook an egg,” you joke, smiling at the look of shock on his face.

“That's not fair, I cooked the ramen for you!” he jokes back.

“Then proceeded to spill it all over me,” you say.

With bubbles formed around your hands, you bring them up to your mouth and blow them towards your best friend. He moves back, giggling as he waves the soapy suds away, splashing water all over the countertop and floor. His hands find their way to the sink, dipping it into the cold water and flicking it towards your direction, laughing at your shocked expression.

Before you two knew it, you had splashed enough water at each other to turn your hair and clothes damp, laughing loudly at one another. Figuring you had played enough, you turn your attention back to the real reason you were here: to clean your ramen-drenched clothes.

The room goes quiet, only the sound of the exhaust fan and the voices of the boys down the hall filling your ears. Mark notices your change in demeanor once more and straightens himself up, turning slightly towards you.

“What's wrong?” he asks.

“What? Nothing. Nothing,” you trail, obviously hiding something.

“Are you sure? You seemed really tense since you got -”

“No, there's nothing wrong,” you meekly insist, eyes trained towards your shirt and Mark notices how you've been rubbing at the same spot even if there were no stains that needed to be tended to anymore.

“Dude, for real though. You can tell me,” he reassures softly, hand coming down to clasp your own.

You pause, eyebrows scrunched in contemplation. You take in a deep breath before looking up at your best friend. “I - I know.”

“Know? Know what - oh. You know,” he replies, eyes widening in realization. Damn Jaemin and his big mouth, he thinks.

“You forgot to put down the call,” you explain, seeing the way Mark’s face continues to redden under the harsh fluorescent lights as he processes that it wasn't Jaemin’s fault that you figured out his crush, but his own. But more importantly, trying to process that you know. You nibble slightly on your lip, anticipating his reaction - whatever it may be.

But Mark didn't know how to think, how to act, or how to speak. He stood frozen in front of you, mouth opening and closing but no words escaped past his lips.

“No, I didn't,” he decides to lie, squirming underneath your expecting gaze. He thinks that if he can convince himself and you that he did in fact put down the call and he did not have a conversation with Jaemin about you and you did not listen in that maybe, just maybe, you would think you had just imagined the whole thing and the conversation could be completely dropped.

It doesn't work.

“Yeah, you did,” you insist, lightly pushing at his chest to grab his attention. “Telekinesis is being able to move things with your mind, by the way. Like Professor X -”

“Okay, I get it! You heard and - and you know,” he trails, finding your soaked clothes suddenly a lot more interesting than the conversation at hand. “I know it makes things weird -”

“Actually, no it doesn't,” you butt in, mimicking the way he slowly scrubs at the garments. He looks over at you in shock, studying your face for any sign that you were lying or joking to cover up your distaste in the idea that your best friend has completely moved from platonic to romantic feelings in hopes that you'll save him from the embarrassment.

“It doesn't?” he meekly questions.

“Nope.”

“Why?”

It's your turn to face him, eyes wide in disbelief and fighting to hide the smile that's starting to creep onto your face. “You’re so dense,” you laugh out, splashing his face with water once more.

“Man, personally I would find it pretty awkward if your best friend unknowingly confessed his crush for you -”

“I like you too!” you finally admit, not believing it's taken so long for Mark to keep up with your hints. His eyes fixate on you once more, the corners of his lips starting to curve up into a boyish grin.

“You do?” he asks in disbelief. You quickly nod your head at him.

Without realizing it, he's moving towards you, grasping at your form and pulling you close even with his soapy hands, lips coming down to yours in a soft kiss. Surprised but not opposed to his actions, you kiss him back. Hands coming to bind behind his head, running your fingers through his hair and you feel him shiver from your cold, wet hands.

The two of you stay in each other's tight embraces, noses slightly bumping against each other as you both continue to fall deeper and deeper into the kiss - deeper and deeper into each other.

His senses heighten, smelling the mix of detergent soap and ramen soup emanating from all over you. Mark’s hands come down to hold you by the waist, lifting you up on the counter - completely forgetting about the wet clothes, cold ramen, and six other boys meters away - and nestles himself in between your thighs as he pulls you impossibly closer to his torso.

Your lips move effortlessly against one another, teeth clashing slightly from the brewing passion and heat from your bodies. Your hands come down from behind his head to the nape of his neck, rubbing smoothly over his warm skin.

Mark feels your heart harshly beating against your chest but he remains unfazed, the pitter patter of your heartbeats serving to only make him want to kiss you much deeper and never pull back for air. His hands come up to sneak against your back, clutching tightly onto your shirt in fear that if he loosens his grip even the slightest that you would pull away.

Heat rises in your stomach, making its way up your chest. Your mind falls victim to the magic that is his lips longingly pressed against yours - as if they had been yearning for your company for the longest time. And maybe, to some extent, they have.

He's the first to pull away, sighing contentedly down at you. A grin tugs at his reddened lips, wagging his eyebrows suggestively down at you while motioning towards his room, secretly relaying the message “Do you wanna continue making out? Cause I definitely wanna continue making out.”

“I asked for food, not kisses,” you joke, pushing him back slightly to jump off the counter.

“Well, you also asked for a best friend when we met, now you have a boyfriend,” he flirts back and you feel your blood rush towards your face.

“Don't make me feel these things!” you whine, smiling up at him before playfully nudging at his shoulder. “We should go back.”

As you attempt to move out of the bathroom and back to the kitchen where a bowl of ramen is hopefully waiting to be eaten and not spilled over you, Mark tugs at his shirt you're wearing, bringing your back flushed against his chest.

“You look really good in my clothes by the way,” he mumbles against your neck, nipping slightly at your skin. You turn around, smiling up at him before softly pecking his lips once more.

“And I'm really hungry, so let's go,” you finally say, tugging him along with you.

“I don't think so,” he declares, pulling you into his room before slamming the door shut.

From across the hallway - and unbeknownst to you and Mark - your “silent” conversation could be heard all the way in the kitchen.

“I'm starting to question myself if it was worth it making him trip now that we have to deal with that for as long as he's living with us,” Renjun says, trying his best to ignore the giggles and hushed conversation emanating from across the dorm as the rest of his friends grumble in agreement.

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