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i-did-not-mean-to · 13 days
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BBB - Legolas
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Favourite Pairing: Legolas x OC
Nominated by: @fishing4stars
Art Link: Art by @the-red-butterfly
Fic Link: Green Leaves & Bright Snow
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My dear friend, you might not want to promote your own series, but I totally can! LOL
Here we are, @fishing4stars is a lovely artist in her own right (check out @the-old-moon-laughed), and a terrific author who writes very lovingly about the Woodland crew! Please feel free to check out both her incredible work and @the-red-butterfly (another dearly beloved friend)'s mindblowing art! <3
We absolutely need more love for the Woodland elves! <3 Let's go!!!
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lordoftherazzles · 1 year
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Adam Brown as “Ori” in The Hobbit Trilogy ↳ for @i-did-not-mean-to (Happy Birthday!)
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stardryad · 2 years
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A birthday Ori to a birthday @i-did-not-mean-to !!
Hope you have a lovely day my dear, keep being the awesome and loving person you are ❤️🌸🎉
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@i-did-not-mean-to we haven’t been mutuals very long, and I’m so sorry your birthday is PRACTICALLY OVER AT THIS POINT! But please enjoy this with my well wishes!  🥳
Birthday Surprises
Ori and Bilbo Friendship; Brother Ri Shenangians
Word Count: 934
Warnings: None
Ori clutched his books tightly to his chest as he checked around the bookshelf before continuing on his way. A book shifted from above, and he stopped, completely tense. When nothing happened, he started walking again. His eyes were constantly roving the ventilation shafts, the tops of shelves, the shadowy corners. So when he ran smack dab into their hobbit companion, he was understandably a little startled.
“Ori? Are you okay?” Bilbo questioned gripping the dwarf’s arms after he yelped and dropped his books.
“I’m…fine.” He tried to reassure in spite of his shaking.
The hobbit merely raised an eyebrow as he bent over to help Ori gather his things again. 
“You don’t seem fine. You look a bit shaken up actually.” Bilbo pointed out, not unkindly.
It became too much. Ori had to tell someone or he was going to explode. 
“Bilbo! It’s my birthday.” 
“I was aware of that, yes.” The hobbit teased. “In fact, I was actually sent to…”
“No, you don’t understand.” Ori shook his head. “I hate my birthday.”
Bilbo’s eyebrows furrowed at this statement encouraging Ori to continue.
“Dori is…insufferable. He wants to reminisce over every single day of my life since I was born.” 
Bilbo chuckled at this, but Ori was far from done.
“But that would be manageable, annoying but manageable, if it weren’t for Nori.”
“And what does Nori do?” Bilbo asked amused.
“Every year, he picks a spot to hide and wait for me to walk by before jumping out and yelling ‘SURPRISE’! And even when I know it’s coming, he always manages to catch me off-guard. I can’t take it anymore Bilbo! I would run away to Dale for the day if I wasn’t paranoid he would somehow anticipate it and scare me there.”
Bilbo’s eyes were full of sympathy as he pat his friend’s shoulder.
“I don’t have any siblings, but I had several older cousins. Going to Old Took’s every summer used to be a nightmare. Do you know what a snipe is?”
Ori shook his head.
Bilbo huffed. “It’s an imaginary bird that the older faunts used to convince us was real and send us out into the trees with a really stupid sounding call to get it to come out. That was the most mild of their taunts.”
The dwarf gave a weak chuckle. “Yep. That’s what it was like growing up with Nori. I love him but…I really wish it wasn’t my birthday.”
Bilbo let that settle for a moment before his nose scrunched up and twitched in that quirky way it does.
“Well that won’t do at all.” He finally declared. “I was sent to distract you for a little while so the Company could finish planning their surprise party…”
Ori groaned at this.
“However, now I’m thinking we can give a little surprise of our own.”
“What do you mean?” The dwarf questioned.
Bilbo smirked. “It’s a hobbit custom not to receive gifts…but to give them.”
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It was a mere hour later that the Company started to filter into Bilbo’s suites with Nori in the lead, surveying the room under a critical eye.
“Where did you send Ori?” The former thief questioned as he poked around in a few of Bilbo’s cabinets.
The hobbit worked really hard not to be offended.
“Oh, I had found him holed up in the library, and had thought it would be the best place to leave him for now.”
Nori hummed distractedly before his eyes fell upon Bilbo’s china cabinet. The hobbit could already see the wheels spinning, and did his best to put on a stern expression.
“No. No. NO! Not my good china, Nori!” 
However, the dwarf was not listening.
“Oh, leave him to me, Bilbo.” Dori grumbled, stepping closer to deal with his unruly brother. 
The hobbit merely smirked, waving the other dwarf’s concern away. 
“No need. He’s in for a rather rude surprise himself.”
The rest of the dwarves all watched in confusion as Nori threw the doors open only to fall back on his bum with a yelp as Ori screamed ‘SURPRISE’! Everyone froze, not quite sure what to do when Dori began to laugh. And not just chuckle, his head was thrown back as deep, bellowing chortles escaped from him. The rest of the group took that as their cue to join in as Nori continued to gape at his grinning little brother.
“I thought you said he was in the library.” Nori accused Bilbo.
“I said I had thought about leaving him there…I changed my mind.” Bilbo explained as he walked over to knuckle bump Ori.
“It’s a birthday gift for myself. I hope you enjoyed it, Brother.” Ori taunted.
Nori looked between the two of them as he finally pulled himself back to his feet. 
“I don’t know if I like the two of you spending time together.”
“I’m okay with it.” Dori teased.
“Me too!” Bofur was the first to speak up from the rest of the group. “Means we don’t have to wait to get this party going.”
Immediately, everyone started piling in with gifts and food, rearranging the hobbit’s dining room to fit their needs which pulled Bilbo’s attention away. Ori nudged his older brother with his elbow.
“Better luck next year.” He grinned widely, almost giddy with pulling one over on Nori.
Nori grunted at this before a smirk pulled across his face. “Of course, if we are celebrating the hobbit way…this does mean that I can always get you on my birthday.”
The ginger haired dwarf walked away leaving Ori slack-jawed and faint. What have they done?
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i-did-not-mean-to · 14 days
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BBB - Glorestor
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Favourite Pairing: Erestor x Glorfindel
Nominated by: @sortumavaara
Art Link: (Beware NSFW)
Fic Link: Bureaucratic outcomes & oversights
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Unsurprisingly, @sortumavaara has submitted Glorestor.
A still very popular pairing that pops up invariably in every event, Glorestor is an all-time goldie, ranging from sunshine/grump dynamics to more ambiguous interrogations about class, life, and justice.
Even I have not been able to steer clear of it :D (which is mainly due to Sortuma's charm :D)
As for @sortumavaara themselves...a wicked, inspiring, and absolutely adorable art-gremlin whose immense creativity and sharp humour make every collaboration an adventure.
Commissions are generally open (and absolutely worth it!)
-> Fiverr ⎢ Kofi
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i-did-not-mean-to · 18 days
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Birthday Blorbo Ball 2024
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Here be the Masterlist of all the promotional posts (and secret gifts) made for and around my birthday...
Glorestor submitted by @sortumavaara
Legolas submitted by @fishing4stars
Celegorm submitted by @elentarial
Melkor submitted by @chrissystriped
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i-did-not-mean-to · 13 days
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BBB - Celegorm
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Favourite Pairing: Celegorm x ? (Oromë?)
Nominated by: @elentarial
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Fic Link: A Compass Pointing North
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Ah, Elentarial has nominated Tyelko.
Besides Turgon and Russingon, my dear friend has a major soft spot for this wild child :D
The fic she's promoted is one hell of a wonderful ride (please heed the tags and the warnings!) that I can only warmly recommend to anyone and everyone!
I am so happy that we're getting eyes on a few less generally adored characters in this event!
So please, take some time out of your day to give Celegorm some love! (And @elentarial of course who's a wonderful author and a terrific friend!)
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i-did-not-mean-to · 13 days
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BBB - Melkor
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Favourite Pairing: Melkor x OMC, Melkor & Manwë
Nominated by: @chrissystriped
Art Link: Melkor x Mablung (OC)
Fic Link: Brothers, close again
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Ah, @chrissystriped has submitted a character I also love more than I should :D
Please check out their AU which is very near and dear to their heart. Melkor (villain though he is) is very beloved by many people, so give three hoorays for the Dark Lord!
In this art, we also discover an exciting male OC who is part of the AU from what I can gather! Definitely recommend this to all the OC lovers out there!
Woop woop!
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i-did-not-mean-to · 13 days
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Where to now?
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It's my birthday, and my 1k event is long overdue...
So, here we go! I shall give you a choice, and you decide. Every week, I will post a new chapter based on the choice of the previous week :D
You wake up, disoriented, on a slab of cold, uncomfortable stone. Looking down at your tingling hands, you realise that you’re shockingly naked, and you half expect to start spinning against your volition like the tiny, animated characters in the games you so love. With a heavy sigh, you scan your surroundings—all you can make out in the ominous, greyish chiaroscuro is a heavy door. Naturally, you’re left with no other valid choice than to open it, and, as soon as it swings open with an atmospheric creak, you realise that you’re at the bottom of a valley from which several paths lead up. Where will you go now?
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i-did-not-mean-to · 2 days
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Where to now? - Part II
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So, here goes the second part, based on your choices in this poll!
As soon as you pass the first row of trees, a figure detaches from the shadows. Tall as a tree, they incline their strangely luminous head—crowned by golden horns—making you gasp softly. “Little one,” they greet in a melodious whisper. “We’ve been awaiting you! The Lord and Lady would love to hear your tales…” Before you can decide, a flash of silver crosses the edge of your field of vision. “I see others have sent out messengers,” the strange being, clad in soft furs, grumbles in dismay. “You are, of course, free to visit Curufinwë and his unholy brood first, if that is your desire.” In the distance, the mournful song of a lone lyre catches your attention; the music is ebbing and flowing like a faraway ocean, and your heart aches with yearning. “It seems that even the girdle of Melian would relent for such a guest of honour.” Increasingly disgruntled, the enchanting vision whistles, and a blindingly white horse trots closer. “Choose,” they purr, wrapping one of the warm, silken furs around your quivering shoulders. “You shall be safe no matter where your steps lead you!”
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i-did-not-mean-to · 1 year
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E - Escape
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🎈Happy Birthday🎈
My darling friend, my dearest @scyllas-revenge...This one is entirely for you! I hope you know how much I appreciate, admire, respect, and love you for being so wonderful, kind, funny, smart, and supportive!!!
Words: 1.2 k
Characters: Boromir x OC
Warnings: Sadness, war trauma, social conventions
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“You’d be prettier if you smiled,” Éowyn said as she drifted by her brother-in-law in the great banquet hall, making the addressed man’s scowl grow even fiercer.
It was easy for her to speak thus—wrapped around Faramir’s steady, guiding arm—and Boromir knew that it was a well-meant jibe rather than a sincere reprimand.
And yet…
He felt ill at ease; echoes of his father’s despair and madness lingered in every flickering shadow and Boromir lived in dread of the same fate befalling him.
Once upon a time, he had looked to the future with bright eyes and a courageous heart—back then, the stories he had been told were tales of bravery and strength that he wanted to emulate and recreate.
It was only much later that the weight of a name and destiny too monumental for him to bear was put upon him like armour he could never take off. Since leaving his home on an impossible quest, he had had the honour and the privilege of meeting many a person who had been burdened similarly; his friends all had overcome the weaknesses of their forefathers though, leading the world into a new era of fragile peace.
Would he be able to do the same?
While he was thus sunken in deep, brooding thought, he caught a glimpse of shimmering gold flashing like a stream of rippling sunlight at the edge of his field of vision.
Oh no, he thought, he would not be able to shake off his sombre musings before the lady’s father cornered him and expected him to make polite conversation with his venerable daughter.
Mistress Æthelthryth was—beyond the shadow of a doubt—one of the rarest and most precious gems left in Gondor; sober, noble, and quietly resilient, she had endured the turmoil the realm had gone through with a laudable equanimity, never losing sight of who she was or what she could contribute.
In his heart of hearts, Boromir was slightly intimidated by the proud bearing of a woman whose eyes told tales of woe and deprivation her mouth would never confess; he, who had fought and bled in wild anger and despair, could not even begin to fathom what it would feel like to go about one’s daily, mundane tasks unerringly without even knowing what the next day would bring.
It had been Faramir who—being in the confidence of many a discreet person in the city—had told him about the indefatigable, humble work this exceptional lady had done in their absence; Æthelthryth had kept up the people’s spirits by being a glowing example of calm self-possession and faithful determination.
“My Lord Boromir,” her father called as he hastened towards the sullen lord, dragging his beautiful daughter by the elbow.
It was undignified but—pretending to heed another call—Boromir fled.
How was he to face a lady so outstanding and lovely when he was but a bone-weary survivor of sights that haunted him every night?
Rushing headlong out of the hall, he turned to a small, hidden balcony where he had once used to share stolen honeyed cakes with his brother when they had grown bored of their father’s feasts.
When the cold night air washed over him in a cleansing wave of freedom, Boromir took a few greedy, gulping breaths before leaning his forearms against the stone railing—he knew that it was good and proper that he should find a wife, but he doubted that it would have been fair or generous of him to burden a young lady with the shadows laying on his soul.
“My Lord,” a soft voice resounded behind him, “pray forgive my father; he doesn’t mean any harm. I…I shall leave you to your quiet contemplation now; I just needed you to know that he does not hound you out of malice or spite.” Boromir whirled around to find himself face-to-face with the very lady he had been trying to avoid; her eyes shone like sea-glass in the moonlight that transformed her into a vision of another, better, happier world.
“It is I who should seek your pardon, Lady,” he said, bowing low. “I find myself at odds with these courtly celebrations; maybe, I have forgotten how to be in these situations.”
To his surprise, she did not baulk or laugh but merely nodded gravely as she lifted her slender, white hands to her eyes. “Yes,” she said softly, “it does feel wrong, doesn’t it? After all these months of fear and blood—tending to the sick and the wounded—I feel as if the person I once was is nought but an ill-fitting dress that stifles me henceforth.”
“Yes!” Boromir cried out, taking a wavering step towards her as a powerful sense of relief surged within him. “I know my duties and I truly want to fulfil them as well as I can but…it’s so hard to take this in my stride. Faramir…”
A pained look distorted his handsome face and Æthelthryth impulsively clasped his broad, calloused hands in her own. “He’s alive,” she whispered insistently. “I know well that jolt of dread and amazement upon seeing one brought back from death’s door walk across a room effortlessly. Your brother has mended beautifully and shall be at your side for long years to come.”
She bit her lip and chuckled. “This assurance might not be in my own favour, but I assure you, my Lord Boromir, that you do not need to hasten into wedlock if you’re not willing or ready. Your esteemed brother and his excellent spouse have my fullest trust to help you steer our people clear of the wreckage and flotsam. Moreover, you are strong and wise—we believe in you!”
Again, Boromir bowed to her, his cheeks colouring with embarrassed pleasure. “Those are handsome words, lady, but it’s not unwillingness but…mercy that stays my hand.” He touched the side of his torso gingerly as if to feel for the wounds that had almost cost him his life.
“My flesh has knitted,” he went on, “but my soul is still mending. It would be unkind to impose such a heavy commitment on a gentle, noble maiden.”
At that, her eyes flashed defiantly, and she tossed her head back to meet his downcast gaze with ferocious energy.
“You are mistaken,” she declared haughtily, “if you think that we…that I am a fragile bird that should not be startled within its pretty cage. Misery, loneliness, and despair are no strangers to my soul and—forgive my rash speech—I venture to claim that you might mend faster and better if you didn’t have to do it alone.”
For a while, Boromir pondered her brave words; he was overcome once more with admiration and pride at the sight of her radiant face and her resolute expression.
“You humble me, milady,” he finally sighed. “It is unbecoming for Denethor’s heir to flee like a sulky boy. Would you do me the honour of escorting me back into the Great Hall? If your generosity and kindness might be prevailed upon even further, I would humbly beg for a dance as well.”
Æthelthryth gave a short peal of merry giggling before tightening her hand around his. “Come, Lord Boromir, let me show you how many weaknesses and missteps one can conceal if one works together.”
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@fellowshipofthefics Eh, I've not forgotten the last two...I was keeping them for a special occasion.
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@scyllas-revenge I've tried the giraffe again. Happy bday ❤️
Lots of love from me!
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i-did-not-mean-to · 1 year
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heyy happy birthday darling!! Hope you have an amazing day being showered with much love and care, for you are much beloved and have many friends who cherish you <3 mwah!
Aaaaaah star 🥹🥹🥹
You know what? Even if irl nobody comes through, I'll be okay because I've gotten such amazing love from my online friends that I don't even care whether any of my colleagues remember...
Thank you so much for your kind words. I'll take them to bed with me and they'll give me strength to go back to work tomorrow after the holidays 🤣
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i-did-not-mean-to · 1 year
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Hi Mistress,
I have a humble request for the MMM. 😇
How about Thorin (yes I'm very predictable), coworkers AU, firefighter (female firefighters are badass!), someone is sick/injured? Maybe spice it up with some pining… 😇😇😇💙💙💙
I would love to read something like that. 😍
Lots of love,
Lina
PS: Today is my birthday so I'm crossing my fingers 🤞💙
Of course, I can...
First of all...
🎈🍾Happy Birthday🍾🎈
And then...
Fic 💖💖💖
I love you very much!!! I hope you're having a great day, my dearest!!!!
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i-did-not-mean-to · 1 year
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!!!! MY MOST SINCERES WISHES AND THAT THIS NEW YEAR OF YOUR LIFE BRINGS YOU HAPPINESS !!!!
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Awwwww thank you so much my dear ❤️❤️❤️
Likewise, I hope we'll all catch a break, have some luck, and find some joy ❤️
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i-did-not-mean-to · 19 days
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IDNMT's Birthday
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Less than a week to go until my infamous BDay.
Let's promote some positivity! Let me know who your most beloved blorbo is (alone or in a pairing) and drop some reference.
I shall reblog and promote <3
PS: Also looking for a few artists who could do a sketch/drawing for...50 euros. I know it's TRSB time, but if you have some time and motivation, let me know!
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lordoftherazzles · 2 years
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☆ Feel free to send me your favorite artists, fic writers (and fics), gif makers, etc, anyone who you love to see content from! I’m always looking for new people to follow and promote! ☆
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@i-did-not-mean-to​ is by far one of the KINDEST individuals I’ve had the opportunity to come into contact with. I’m not exactly sure how to convey just how sweet and supportive she is without falling completely and utterly short of what she deserves.
If ever you are in need of someone to talk to? To read your fics or view your artwork? There is no one better. Honestly, she’s the most supportive person on this hellsite and beyond. She’s helped many people, whether donating when funds are tight, or commissioning artists and gushing about them (rightfully so!), or just being an excellent cheerleader when it comes to your own creations, IDNMT slays the competition.
Now that that’s out of the way, let’s talk about her WRITING. Holy shit. There is something so poetic and eloquent about IDNMT’s writing that just calls to the very soul. I always can feel the emotion in whatever scene she’s writing, as as well as envision it in my mind. There is nothing lacking with her works, and those of you who haven’t read them, you need to ASAP.
I often see her fulfilling requests for just about everyone she can if they fly into her inbox, so if something tickles your fancy with her arsenal of poetic words...you should consider that!
She’s one of those types of people who is willing to try anything, even if it means confronting something she’s not exactly comfortable with and I admire the hell out of that. Whether it’s a new ship or character she’s never written, or maybe even a new trope/prompt, you won’t be disappointed. I am forever grateful for her writings, her support, and her friendship. (And I have so many fics to catch up on still!!)
💜 Please go give this amazing creator a follow, a kind message, and consider reblogging their works to show your appreciation for the awesome content they’ve put out to help brighten our days! 💜
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commission(s) // work(s) received from this amazing creator
February Cliches - Jumping into the other’s arms w/ Ori x OC
Razzy’s Birthday - A “Razzy” insert in a Bagginshield story! (And pretty artwork!!)
Request - Ri Brothers Imagine
Request (Wednesday Word Play) - Seeds w/ Kiliel
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