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FicBit - Table

Phil watched through yet another part of his and Dan’s newest video on the gaming channel, clipping out unnecessary bits. Dan wandered in with two mugs of tea and handed one to Phil soundlessly, sinking into the chair next to him in a fuzzy beige sweater.

After living together for so long, this was almost a natural habit. Conversation was unnecessary - just the sound of steady breathing and the presence of another kept them relaxed.

“What bit of the video is this?” Dan mumbled, taking a sip of his tea. Phil sighed. “Near the end, there’s not much left.” The camera in the video shook as Dan hit the table in frustration after failing another attempt at the Impossible Quiz. “You really need to stop banging on the table,” Phil said, reiterating Dan’s words in the video.

Dan hummed, then leaned close to Phil. “What if I banged you against the table instead?” he asked in a low, sultry voice. Phil didn’t move, just continued staring at the screen. “That could be interesting.” Dan smiled and pressed a kiss against his cheek before moving away, almost burning his tongue on the tea again.

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The marigolds looked beautiful, in the vase with the gold painted family, on the windowsill. The rain pounded against the window as I pressed my palm against it. I lifted the window to let the water in. It watered the plant, it watered me. The distant ring of the phone pulled me out of the crying sky. I picked it up. It was silent. I held onto it with a vice grip with my face still wet. The breathing on the other end sounded like a cry. “Yeah,” I softly breathed, “I miss him too.”

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NightShark

Ship: MiniCat (though more will follow)

Word Count: 1586

Chapter Count: 1/?

NightShark

Craig isn't sure how he got into this profession. Growing up as a kid, he never thought he'd have a black book with over 50 names at the age of 21. He's become an expert in his field already, and attracts lots of wealthy 'customers', lucky for him. Plus, he's learned things.

One of the most valuable lessons is that sometimes, there are opportunities one just has to take. For Craig, this one could secure better deals and work in the future. For Tyler, this one could provide insight on competitors in the black market. They walk away, pleased enough with their hand.

The cards only reside in their favour for about three days.

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BUT CONSIDER THIS

the squeaker voice

on helium

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いただきます! …えー?!?

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random bbs trivia [sound edition]

Ryan (Ohm) is really very good at inspirational speeches

He also used to play saxophone

Bryce can play guitar and piano (and can sing beautifully)

[not sound related but Bryce both wears contacts and is a leftie]

Luke's singing voice is absolutely lovely and he can rap well

Jonathan loves singing and doing random accents (and isn’t bad either)

Plus this might be what he really sounds like [X]

Marcel can also do a good squeaker voice

Evan can play electric guitar (and fabulously)

David is a lovely singer and guitar player

Brian = Terminator - also, he can freestyle rapping v well

^^ used to play guitar as well

Craig does a fantastic Scottish accent, a great ‘epic narrator’ voice, and can also hit ridiculously high pitches [5:52 - X]

Craig can also play guitar and rap at ridiculous speeds

Lui- again, I don’t even need to say it

Tyler can do Terminator and Patrick (Spongebob) impressions

He can also play drums

ADD MORE IF YOU THINK OF ANY

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How does one say goodbye? There are no clean breaks It isn’t art – but a messy crime scene

Here’s the truth There are no good byes There is parting ways

Dig your roots deeper, they declare Spread your wings, they shout But, I must renounce these streets

Call it wanderlust – I always do Ecophobia - some would scream What is home anyway?

A drifter, I am not – don’t call me that Home, I haven’t known Or stayed long enough to know

And it’s time again To redeploy this wild heart Across the violent seas

Here’s the truth again There are no good byes There is parting ways

And when your eyes fall upon this I would have relinquished the roads For the turbulent ocean – until I move again

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Colors

Ship: H2OVanoss Word Count: 2,082 Chapter Count: 2/2

Colors

evan's world is red.

jonathan's world is blue.

they struggle and collide, making a mess of their hue.

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