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x-emeraldsky-x · 4 months

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Prompt - Only One Bed

Shikamaru groaned lightly as he walked to the village gate. Per Hokage's orders, he was tasked with housing one of the Hidden Sand's Jounin for a week, and as much of a drag it was, he was grateful only his father was home for the duration. He loved his mother dearly, but he had no intentions of hearing any talk, whether it was about dating, marriage or sex.

The very thought of bringing a woman to his mother shook him to his core, especially a woman like Temari. Temari was very forward, and often she'd lack a filter for the things she'd say. His mother quite easily took offense to things, and Temari's "I-Don't-Give-A-Fuck" nature was surely a horrible mix.

As the gate neared he tried to push his exhaustion away. Temari was a woman in high power, and despite what his younger self would think, Shikamaru respected her quite a lot. It was important to him to look professional in front of her.

Temari was a very intelligent woman. Often her battle strategies had led Sunagakure strongly, she was an amazing leader. Authoritive, but still caring towards the soldiers of Suna. She also showed great skill when it came to puzzles and boardgames, she was one of the few people to come close to beating him competitively. Her dedication to protecting her family was also quite admirable; always rushing in to defend her brothers, even when they were strong enough to do it themselves. She was so full of love, and balanced her work and home life well. Shikamaru admired her strengths greatly.

A light burn on his cheeks brought him out of his thoughts, whether it was a blush or the sun, he wasn't sure, but Temari's voice began to creep to his ears. He had to focus now.

Temari stood talking to a couple guards at the gate, the two that often teased Shikamaru for his apparent "obvious crush", Izumo and Kotetsu. Dreading the embarrassment, he waited for her to finish talking before approaching so they didn't have to stay long.

He muttered a small greeting, ignoring the shit-eating grins from the men beside him, and turned to Temari.

Her eyes carried dark circles, clearly tired from her travels. She had a tendency to get careless and do the whole trip on one nights sleep and a nap, and while Shikamaru found it troublesome, it was the perfect excuse to get home faster.

"Oh! There's the little love bird. It's such a shame he always keeps you waiting. It's already late afternoon!"

"Yeah! Come on, Shikamaru. Have some mercy on the poor girl, she's already stuck with you~"

Temari shook her head, half waving to them while walking off. The two said their goodbyes, and after Shikamaru glared at the them for their immaturity, he started to lead Temari across town.

They went their typical route, passing shops with their keepers trying to draw Temari in with their wears, kids dancing and playing together on the path, and all the usual Shinobi and Kunoichi making their way to their posts. It was relaxing in the only way your hometown could bring, and although Temari wasn't from Konoha, he could see her enjoying it too.

She watched the busy streets with a soft smile, the same smile she gives to her brothers, full of love and admiration. There was a sadness in her eyes, though. The sadness of growing up, or more so, watching your family grow up. Shikamaru didn't understand how it felt, but maybe one day he would.

As the sun began to set, they arrived at the house. Loud talking and slight shouting rustled the walls. Shikamaru groaned, recognising the voices, and slid open the door.

"I'm home, father... and Chouza and Inoichi."

The three men turned to them, raising their glasses and laughing. While Shikamaru and Temari stepped inside and removed their sandals, the room was filled with tipsy greetings.

"Welcome home, son. And, uh... who's your friend?"

"She's uhm, a Jounin. From Suna. She's staying here for a week."

Temari looked around while Shikamaru spoke with his father, grimacing at the smell of alcohol as she passed by. Family photos and clan symbols lined the walls. It was far more cozy than her home at Suna. With both her and Kankuro on missions, and Gaara as the Kazekage, it was practically unlived in.

Bits and pieces of conversation filtered in through her focus, Shikamaru arguing with the three men about their relationship. In a way, it reminded her of her own parents during their love, commenting on any boy she showed interest in and teasing her about crushes. None the less, what Shikamaru said was true. They weren't together, and while she was an adult and he was still 16, they wouldn't be until many years have passed.

Eventually, Shikamaru got fed up with their banter and lead Temari to his bedroom, where she would be staying throughout the trip. It was a small room with a simple double bed, very little furniture inhabited it aside from necessities. It had a door leading to a private bathroom as well.

Exhausted and quite gross from her travels, Temari decided to hit the showers while Shikamaru prepared the room better. Fluffing the pillows and making sure nothing vulgar was out in the open; he was a boy in his late teenage years of course. When he was done, he sat and waited for her on the bed.

The sound of running water covered the loud three man party in the living room, Shikamaru was rather surprised that Ino and Chouji weren't there was well. Usually if one generation of "Ino-Shika-Chou" was present, the other would be too. Maybe his father took pity on him and decided just three people teasing him was enough.

Around five minutes had passed before the water shut off, and Shikamaru prepared to take one himself. The door opened and after one final look around the room, he had a realisation.

"Where are you gonna sleep, Mr. Crybaby?"

He didn't have another place to sleep.

Shikamaru's face began to flush from embarrassment. How did he not plan this out better? He felt like an idiot. Temari's laughter didn't help either.

"I didn't plan this right."

"Clearly," Temari snorted. "But it's fine. I'll sleep on the floor, I have a sleeping bag."

Shikamaru watched her unfurl it, stopping her before she laid down. Temari raised her eyebrow, unimpressed by the contact.

"No. You've had too big of a walk to be sleeping on the floor. Take the bed."

Temari moved her body from his, crossing her arms and looking down at him. It wasn't much of a tactic to intimidate him, only to show her displeasure, but it was affective in both.

"I'm not taking your bed from you."

"I'm not letting you sleep on the floor!"

They went back and forth for a few minutes, both just as stubborn as the other, before Temari gave up.

"Look, if it's that important to you, lets just share the bed. Put pillows in the middle."

Shikamaru grumbled lightly. While he did respected her greatly, she was quite a troublesome person. He swallowed his pride and accepted.

The rest of the evening went smoothly from then on. Shikamaru gathered some food for them while Temari took the time to relax; stretching and easing the tension in her muscles. Shikamaru's matress was soft. It sunk in beneath her weight quite a bit, constantly making the pillow wall fall apart, but it was worth the annoyance after the past few days.

Shikamaru came back with a simple meal. With how fast it came, Temari guessed it was premade. Shikamaru didn't seem like the type to cook, quickly or good, but food was food in the end.

While they ate, Shikamaru looked at Temari closely for the first time since he met with her. She was only wearing a bra and long pants, a good portion of her skin showing, and the most odd thing, she had her hair tied into two rather than four. Her skin looked rough and damaged from wear he sat, he was willing to bet it'd feel just the same, and her body had many healed scars from training and battle. He had heard how harsh Suna's training was, he wondered how many scars were from village people and how many were from enemies.

"Whatdya staring at?"

Shikamaru turned away embarrassed. "Nothing... sorry."

She laughed and shook her head, finishing her food before lying down again.

"You apologise too much."

Shikamaru ate in silence, trying to keep his eyes to himself. She was right in a sense, he apologised a lot when it came to her, something about her nature made him want to, even if it was any other person he'd just shrug it off. Deep down, he knew his father was right. Izumo and Kotetsu too. Naruto, Asuma, Chouza and Inoichi. They were all right. He loved her, he just wasn't ready to admit it.

Temari tossed and turned for a bit trying to get comfortable, settling for laying in her side. Back facing him. Part of him wanted to pull the blanket over her, another part wanted her to hold him close. He settled for taking care of the dishes, trying to pull his mind away from his feelings.

When he returned, snoring had filled the room. Temari's position much more sloppy then when he had left. It was unladylike, but still beautiful. Shikamaru smiled softly, the muscles in his face straining when he tried to stop.

Turning off the light, he crawled into the bed beside her, her body out of sight with the pillows dividing them but the feeling of her body remained. The bed was more comfortable, more warm, and more cozy with her in it, and he quietly wished she could be there longer than a week.

Shikamaru's eyes grew heavy with the warmth, the sound of her snoring made him feel oddly at ease. Usually he hated noise when he was trying to sleep, but there was something about Temari that made it tolerable. She made him feel safe, protected, at home. It was easy to fall asleep by her side.

In the morning, he was sure she'll find a way around sharing a bed, but for now, he'd enjoy her comfort while he could.

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jesseevelann · 11 months

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Dancing in the rain was a foreign concept to Shikamaru. He hated the attention pulled from dancing, and the cold wetness from the rain was always annoying. Adding the two together sounded like a nightmare.

Until, however, in the first June he spent living with Temari. It was one of the first times she had experienced a true rainy season, living in a desert limited that. She had spent the whole day sitting on the porch, staring into the dark clouds as the rain poured.

Shikamaru watched from the window, seeing her hold out her hand and feeling the droplets on her fingers. If he squinted, he could see the soft smile on her face that usually came when she was remembering something special.

The cold breeze had goosebumps all over Shikamaru's arms, even with his layering of clothes. Despite that, he took a leap of faith and opened the backdoor, sitting at Temari's side.

He waited patiently, knowing Temari would speak up soon. He didn't want to try speaking with his chattering teeth. He truly hated the cold.

"When they were kids... Kankuro and Gaara used to stare at the rain whenever it came... they were so fascinated by it, it soothed them when nothing else could."

Shikamaru let out a small laugh. Temari's memories of those two were always so innocent and sweet, a perk of being an older sister. She saw the good, the bad, and then the beauty of them both throughout their lives. Now that they were together, he could see it too.

They sat in a comfortable silence, small speckles of rain attacking Shikamaru's feet as it came down. It wasn't too hard, not enough to block the view of the trees, but it was hard enough to make puddles ans mud.

"I remember... just before the one tails took over Gaara's mind... I took them outside. They were so happy, feeling the rain on their skin for the first time. I sat undercover, until Kankuro came and pulled me out. We danced until the rain stopped."

Her eyes sunk slightly, her dearest memories were sometimes painful. Knowing how grown her brothers are, and that she'll never get to experience that again as they drift off onto their own lives. But her smile persisted.

Shikamaru gently grabbed her hand, staring out into the forest with her as another silence settled in. He ran his thumb over her knuckles, leaning onto her shoulder as he sunk into his own thoughts.

Dancing wasn't something he'd ever do, willingly going into the pouring rain wasn't something he'd do either. And yet...

Shikamaru stood up suddenly, discarding the blanket draped around his body and pulling Temari up. He stepped out into the weather, tensing at the feeling of rain drenching his clothes. Temari followed, her eyes wide and her brows furrowed in confusion. Shikamaru pulled her out further.

Blades of grass stuck to his feet, the ground sinking slightly when he took a step. He felt his toes slowly going numb when the wind picked up.

When they had ample space, Shikamaru pulled Temari into a hug, resting his head on her shoulder as he adjusted to the new feelings. His clothes clung to his body tightly, sticking to Temari's as she returned the hug and pulled him closer.

Bare foot on wet grass.

Tight clothes on wet skin.

A soft kiss pressed to wet hair.

Temari smiled, gently rocking her body and his to simulate a dance. Shikamaru relaxed with the movement, leaning into her to sap up the rest of the warmth in her skin. Her body held heat much better than his did.

Her hands slowly pulled his arms off, entwining their fingers and moving to a more pronounced movement. It wasn't too much, barely a waltz. Temari wasn't a dancer either, it seemed.

Shikamaru moved with her, tripping over his own feet while keeping their eyes locked. Temari smiled wider at his gaze, her bangs laying flat and sticking to her forehead, almost hiding her eyebrows furrowing. Her face was always so expressive.

A heat rose to Shikamaru's face, making the rain more bareable. They slowly spun together, Temari raising his arm and letting him twirl before pulling him close to dip him. Shikamaru gripped her shoulders tightly at the unexpected move, yelping when she pulled him up and lifted him, spinning around while errupting with laughter.

When Shikamaru's feet met the ground again, he joined her, holding onto her arms to support himself.

Temari pressed a kiss to his lips, all of her joy melting into it. Shikamaru reciprocated insantly.

Maybe dancing in the rain wasn't that bad afterall

// End

#temari nara #nara temari #temari no sabaku #sabaku no temari #shikamaru nara #nara shikamaru #temari x shikamaru #temashika #shikatema #gaara #kankuro #naruto #naruto shippuden #boruto the next generation #rain prompt #again!#for @nezukoo-channn

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hiraya-rawr · 1 year

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Wait wait wait, I see the new post you posted (this one)

I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!! and I wanna know more about it. (I love it a little more because, I love little kids, history, and helping people learn about it)

Also Zhongli being a history teacher? I'd melt and pay attention to his classes. Always.

much of my professor Zhongli fantasies are fueled by @deus-lapidis 's works 😭 I'd take Zhongli as an elective class (if i were a student) and purposefully bring him his lunch (if i were his lover).

But back on the Kindergarten Teacher MC and College Professor Zhongli agenda 🤩

Zhongli attending his class with stickers on his briefcase after dropping you off at the Kindergarten

His students initially wondered if he has kids since he's there so often (he answers with a "kids? I consider all of you my kids, so yes I have quite a lot 🥰") doting grandfather mode on

Accidentally switching papers. "Professor, this paper is a nursery rhyme..."

"Teacher, what's world war 2 and why did people die?"

it'll be cute if you're both in the same university, with students who grew up under your guidance to his. Or imagine taking the kids on field trips to his college?

Checking test papers on ABCs and 123s while he's reviewing history essays at home.

Zhongli's students will learn he's exceptionally good with young kids. He might've even applied as a kindergarten teacher if it weren't for his high credentials, making the college ask him to teach college instead

Xiao and Ganyu are just one of the students you practically took under your wing as they grew up, they're especially fond of Zhongli

#hira brainrot #hira nezukoo channn #zhongli #zhongli x reader #genshin zhongli #genshin #zhongli drabble

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tearskillstardust · 2 months

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❝ OF THOUGHT AND BIRTH DIVINE. ❞

↯ synopsis.

◝ the ultimatum is upon you, my darling. it is their word, their law—you may not tear away from what has been bestowed upon you. curse you for the bane of their pride, lotus-eyed and of clever mind. they are gods, greek or roman, whatever you'd like. roses are shaded red as they slowly tear them apart, tearing through all—their final call of action, before it's your turn to be the victim of their thrall.

↯ genre and warnings.

◝ various genshin men as mythological gods. no fixed allocations of fluff, angst etc, everything shall be specified separately. no gore, or 18+ themes. i will not accept any requests regarding including more characters for this series.

↯ author's note.

◝ i will avoid cultural appropriation to every extent, and yet if anything is off-putting or wrong or discriminating, you must notify me at the latest. this is really just a passion project i started some time back but decided to redraft since it was not as beautiful as i'd rather it be. lyney's part will not be reuploaded until further notice. reblogs are highly appreciated!

↯ series tag.

# 🔱of thought and birth divine

↯ find your bane.

❛ and pressed against your skin—my pomegranate lips. ❜

001. 𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌—智慧之神。

002. 𝐁𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐇𝐔—結局之神。

003. 𝐂𝐘𝐍𝐎—死亡之神。

004. 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐙𝐎𝐔—惡作劇之神。

005. 𝐍𝐄𝐔𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄—水神。

006. 𝐓𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈—起始之神。

007. 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐑—奧術智慧之神。

008. 𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈—戰神。

taglist : @astrothingsiwillneed, @dollhwa, @franxx-law, @lovingami, @mxyarylla, @ichorstainedskin, @nezukoo-channn, @arisaturn, @moodybluesrequiem80, @sleepy-waffle, @angel-of-requiem, @maleniaswife, @imgonnacrackarib, @flilou02, @beloved-brynn, @confusedo-17, @3443652, @wolfiafuntime, @meimeimeirin, @dottoresil, @sleepy-waffle, @floraldresvi, @ayra2452008, @peachiimcha, @dumb-gemini, @sh1-j1m4, @sangoqueenkoko, @kokosheep, @apwing @cheezzyshhh @willbedecided, @darktypedreams, @urlocalheizousimp @neuviloved @stormyenglish-23 @ishiyii @reixtsu @scaranthropy

kindly comment below this post if you'd like to added/removed to/from the taglist ! i have added my mutuals too, so please let me know if it's inconvenient <3

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin headcanons #🔱of thought and birth divine #al haitham x y/n #al haitham x reader #cyno x reader #tighnari x reader #wanderer x reader #scaramouche x reader #wanderer x you #baizhu x reader #heizou x you #heizou x reader #neuvillette x reader #zhongli x reader #zhongli x you

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superkooku · 1 month

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A little game idea

I always liked those tag games on Tumblr, so I decided to do my own !

The rules

Think of your OTP, or one of them.

Post two out of context images that give a hint on who they are

Tag at least one account

And the next player does the same. They can also try to guess which couple the previous one showed. But it's not a requirement.

Anyone can play, even if they're not tagged :)

The game is naturally easier for mutuals and followers, but I think it can be fun.

The OTP can be any couple, from any source (just precise if they're real or fictional) and any sexuality is of course welcome.

I'll go first :

(fictional)

Tags : @margaretkart, @nezukoo-channn, @kebriones, @hycinthrt, @gracebeth3604, @dootznbootz, @pansexualkiba

Edit : I'll post my answer tomorrow in the evening.

#and yes i chose a peacock on purpose lol #if you know the character's personality the reason becomes pretty obvious #not a reblog

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bornonthebreakofdawn · 10 months

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want to send some good vibes because the nh fandom is a blessing: who are the mutuals that make you smile when they appear in your phone?

Oooooh! Thanks for sending this ask Anon!

There are several people to mention (some of them are more active in Discord)

@chloelapomme @your-internetfriend @iamdslr / @saradesuchiha @mysummerchoi @dayseternal-blog @happyocelot @wickermayne @nightowl27-writer @asriah @secrettastemakerland @sunny-pandas @alexis513 @keroppri @arunikas @opttagoyeo @powerful-niya @ellaroundpanda @melancholy-queen26 @sessakag @kilandra-mordea @inayasurya @dayeongi @nezukoo-channn @char-lotteral @badluckbrebis @shamylicious-blog @osakigitsune @atetoneee @alsoandengeu @peppercornpress @lablee-artsy @magmawrites

Special mention to Senny/Keycipo/Pogonaro (she already deactivated her Tumblr but I'm still talking to her in Discord)

I also miss talking to WaterRolls here in Tumblr but we still interact through comments in her stories (especially in the latest one for NH: "Focus")

And btw, I do agree with you Anon that the NH fandom is truly a blessing 😁

There are several other NH fans that I've come across with here in Tumblr/Discord (some I may have minimal interactions with but I appreciate the reblogs/likes/tag comments they leave in some of my posts)

I want to let you guys know that you're awesome and thank you for being part of the community 😊💕

#anon.asks #ask.born✨#ask.box #positive vibes

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sparklezfallsinlovewithbooks · 1 year

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Feel free to tag as many people as you want this round. These mean what you want them to mean. Have fun!

The Peace Maker (no not like the hunger games stop it.)

The Lover

The Caregiver

The Creative Mind

The Wild One

The Dreamer

The Wanderer

The Storyteller

The Mom Friend

The Teacher

The Leader

ALRIGHT I'M LATE AGAIN I'M SO SORRY BUT HERE WE GO

The Peace Maker: @death-and-the-lady13 & @passingbyunbeknownsttome & @nezukoo-channn The Lover: @dam-bluecookies & @taylorswiftaylor my beloveds The Caregiver: @comeontaylorspeaknow & @starlighttaylorsversion The Creative Mind: @tayorswift & @sleepless-crows The Wild One: @taylorswifff & @paqerings & @debutlover i love you keep being your wild selves The Dreamer: @pubwegf & @ketterdam-snack-bar The Wanderer: @crunchycrystals The Storyteller: @speaknowtv The Mom Friend: @stars-alinged & @dumdum0515 The Teacher: @tolerateit & @blogrecanon The Leader: @taylorswift

THANK YOU FOR ASKING ME I LOVE YOU I'M SO SORRY I'M ALWAYS LATE

#sparklez answers #blog rec anon 💌#<33

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nezukoo-channn · 4 months

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neuvillette would be the type of lover to call you mon coeur (my heart in french), and wriothesely would be the type of lover to call you mi corazon (my heart in spanish)

—okay thank you for listening to my brainrot

#nezukoo-channn #nezukoo channn #genshin impact #neuvillette x reader #wriothesely x reader #neuvillette #wriothesley #genshin x reader #genshin x you #man this thought has been eating at me #hoping it finds the right audience psst psst #omhsshebhdhdbe aaaaaa #blushing

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itsbeahoney · 1 year

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I posted 248 times in 2022

That's 77 more posts than 2021!

118 posts created (48%)

130 posts reblogged (52%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@neutronice

@nezukoo-channn

@katsukiforov-s

@vampvitya

@inthetags

I tagged 236 of my posts in 2022

Only 5% of my posts had no tags

#victuuri - 94 posts

#yoi - 92 posts

#yuri on ice - 89 posts

#victuri - 61 posts

#victor nikiforov - 49 posts

#viktor nikiforov - 35 posts

#yoi fanart - 34 posts

#beas ramblings - 26 posts

#katsuki yuuri - 20 posts

#yuuri katsuki - 18 posts

Longest Tag: 120 characters

#i live in one of the most humid parts of the united states and in the summer it gets upper 90 degrees f almost every day

My Top Posts in 2022:

the difference between victor’s fake smile and his smile when he’s with yuuri ;-;

488 notes - Posted April 10, 2022

I could speak endlessly about the things that make Victor and Yuuri an amazing couple, but this one really stood out to me: their insecurities.

(some of this is kinda headcanon, but it’s based on what is implied in canon)

It’s evident from the beginning that Yuuri sees himself as not enough. He doesn’t think he’s good enough, attractive enough, sexy enough, or talented enough to be Victor’s student. These fears introduce his struggle with anxiety long before he enters his first Grand Prix competition. He doesn’t think he’s good enough to deserve Victor’s attention, he doesn’t think he’s talented enough to beat Yurio, he doesn’t think he can keep Victor in Hasetsu with him when the world wants him back in Russia, competing.

And although his confidence grows throughout the series, his self-doubt is still very evident in their argument in episode 11. Yuuri doesn’t think his career is worth more than Victor’s career. Yuuri doesn’t even consider the romantic value of their relationship, only comparing the success of their careers, because even with all the validation he receives from Victor, he doesn’t know just how much his love means to Victor, and he’s scared of overestimating it. Yuuri’s ongoing fear is not being enough.

Victor, on the other hand, is an enigma. Throughout the show, Yuuri’s unreliable narration makes it difficult to know exactly how Victor feels. Victor is scared of being too much. When he arrived in Hasetsu, he was expecting a very different welcome— something akin to the sensual, sexy, confident dancer he encountered at the banquet— and is instead greeted by a shy, unconfident skater, who can’t grasp why Victor would be there to coach him of all people.

See the full post

511 notes - Posted May 17, 2022