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[duckprintspress]

Ongoing Pre-Order Campaigns: Updates!

Now that we’ve finished our month-long push for our Kickstarter campaign for Aether Beyond the Binary, we have space and time to talk about literally anything else on our social media (lol). We’ve gotten a couple private inquiries about the status of our other projects, so here’s an overview of progress on our current publishing projects (we’ve also got a couple art projects in the works, but that’s a topic for another day).

To Drive the Hundred Miles by Alec J. Marsh

fulfillment on the crowdfunding campaign is complete

as of January 20th, the book and leftover merch are now available on our webpage!

e-book

print book

tarot card and spell jar recipe postcard/art print

trans pride mountainscape sticker

you can also get the e-book and print-on-demand print book through major retailers and through the library of your choice – you can even special order the book at your local bookstore!

I also have a small number of the campaign deer antler pendants left; if you want one, feel free to contact me privately!

Missed the campaign and curious about the book? Read the first chapter as a sneak peek!

Aim For The Heart: Queer Fanworks Inspired by Alexandre Dumas’s The Three Musketeers

fulfillment on the crowdfunding campaign for our most recent anthology is complete

as of January 20th, the book and leftover merch are now available on our webpage!

e-book

print book

campaign bookmark

front cover magnet

coat-of-arms enamel key chain

musketeer dux die-cut sticker

you can also get the e-book through major retailers and can request it through your library

we’re working on reformatting the book to a slightly different size so that we can also offer it print-on-demand to major retailers, local bookstores, and libraries everywhere

Hockey Bois by A. L. Heard

all merchandise has been received and prepared for distribution

trade paperback books have been received

the proof of the hardcover edition has been approved, and the hardcover edition is in production

according to our book printer, BookLogix, we should expect delivery of the hardcover edition in roughly a month (around the end of February)

once we’ve received all items necessary for fulfillment, we will send out everyone’s orders as quickly as possible

Aether Beyond the Binary

the crowdfunding campaign for our next anthology successfully concluded yesterday!

we are putting finishing touches on stories

we are preparing templates suitable for printing our merchandise

we’ve begun to gather information from backers necessary fulfillment

most fulfillment activities are on hold until the funds clear and we can actually place orders; this will take roughly three weeks

Many Drops Make a Stream by Adrian Harley

fulfillment on the pre-order campaign is complete

as of January 20th, the book and leftover merch are now available on our webpage!

e-book

print book

art print of the front cover

campaign bookmark

tiger transforming to a goose enamel pin

tiger transforming to a goose dux die-cut sticker

you can also get the e-book and print-on-demand print book through major retailers and through the library of your choice – you can even special order the book at your local bookstore!

I also have a small number of the campaign “Eye of Sacarus” pendants left; if you want one, feel free to contact me privately!

Missed the campaign and curious about the book? Read the first chapter as a sneak peek!

Other Projects

Many Hands: An Anthology of Polyamorous Erotica: stories for this collection are being edited, with progress ranging from “barely started” to “almost done.” We’re just beginning to discuss the books internal appearance, and are waiting on the final cover from the artist we’re working with. We expect to release the contributor list in the next few weeks and hope to crowdfund the anthology during the spring.

Untitled Best Of Anthologies: we’ll be doing two anthologies – one general imprint and one explicit imprint – featuring stories published to our Patreon and webpage before September 31, 2023. Most of the stories have been set, and we’ll beginning work on the cover and campaign features soon. We expect to launch this during the summer of 2024.

A Truth Universally Acknowledged: Queer Fanworks Inspired by Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice: recruitment for this anthology closed on January 15th, and we will be selecting contributors and notifying them by January 31st. We expect this campaign to be ready for launch in roughly a year (late 2024 or early 2025).

Untitled General Imprint Anthology: we’re in the very preliminary stages of discussing a theme for our next general imprint anthology, and we expect to open recruitment for it in the late spring, with an expected publication date of summer, 2025.

Scrap Metal Angel by Nicola Kapron: our next novella project, we are working on final editing, and once that’s done we’ll begin work on a cover, artwork, and other campaign aspects. We don’t yet have a time frame on pre-orders, but definitely during 2024, before the fall.

The Twinned Trilogy by Tris Lawrence: we still have a great deal of editing to complete on this project, but covers are done and the pre-launch page is on Kickstarter. We’re aiming for spring or summer 2024 for crowdfunding.

We have several other novellas and novels in the pipeline, but none that we’re ready to announce yet. Be on the look-out!

Want to always know the latest on what we’re working on? Want a say in what we work on next? Want behind-the-scenes access, more information, awesome extras, free stories, and more? Want exclusive extra merch for supporting our future campaigns? Best yet: want the joy of supporting queer independent publishing? If you said “yes” to any of these, there’s no time like today to become a backer of our Patreon!

[real-time-twilight]

Breaking Dawn in Real Time

December 31st, 2006 (Sunday)

Moon Phase: Waxing Gibbous 🌔

🌄 Sunrise: 8:05 AM

🌅 Sunset : 4:36 PM

Breaking Dawn, Pgs. 675 (from line 7)--754

Ch. 35 ("Deadline")

Ch. 36 ("Bloodlust")

Ch. 37 ("Contrivances")

Ch. 38 ("Power")

Ch. 39 ("The Happily Ever After")

4:00-6:00 AM (Approx.) - The witnesses and wolves gather in the clearing

8:30 AM (Approx.) - Nessie wakes and Bella dresses her, putting the go, bag on her shoulders and warns her that she may have to flee with Jacob

8:33 AM (Approx.) - Bella and Nessie join the others in the clearing, with the witnesses arranged strategically around them

8:34 AM (Approx.) - The Volturi arrive with their own group of "witnesses", Irina in tow; Edward confirms the Volturi's intentions to acquire the most talented of the group and destroy the rest using an excuse necessary

8:35 AM (Approx.) - The Wolf Packs make their presence known, causing the Volturi to take pause; Edward advises Carlisle to make the first diplomatic move, while they hesitate

8:36 AM (Approx.) - Carlisle initiates contact; Aro accuses him of assembling an army; Carlisle assures him that it is an a misunderstanding and that Renesmee is not what she appears to be.

8:37 AM (Approx.) - Caius calls on Irina to confirm her testimony; Irina is unable to do so, as Renesmee has visibly grown since she last saw her; Edward comes forward to explain and Bella, prompted by defensive instincts, gains full control over her shielding ability; Edward communicates the situation to Aro through Aro's mind-reading ability

8:38 AM (Approx.) - Aro is surprised by the information gained from Edward and asks to be introduced to Renesmee; Bella brings her forward with Emmett and Jacob as backup; Aro greets Renesmee and has a brief exchange with her

8:39 AM (Approx.) - Aro confers with the other leaders; Caius is skeptical despite Aro's assurances of the veracity of Renesmee's parentage; he also questions the presence of the "werewolves", and Edward and Aro both point out that the wolves present do not fit the criteria of true "werewolves"

8:41 AM (Approx.) - Frustrated, Caius demands to speak with Irina again, and asks if she would like to lodge a formal complaint against the wolves for killing Laurent--she declines, claims responsibility for her error, and says that the Volturi have no further business there, as her accusation was mistaken

8:42 AM (Approx.) - Caius has Irina summarily executed, ostensibly as a warning against false witness, but in truth to ellicit a violent response from Tanya and Kate, which is successful; Carlisle restrains Tanya easily; Garrett successfully subdues Kate after she repels Rosalie and Emmett, aided by Zafrina who uses her power of illusion to blind the sisters, and Bella who shields Garrett from the shocks of Kate's ability.

8:45 AM (Approx.) - Carlisle reasons with Tanya and Kate, much to Aro and Caius's displeasure; the Volturi witnesses falter, shaken by Irina's sudden and apparently arbitrary execution

8:47 AM (Approx.) - Aro asks to speak with the Cullens' witnesses, interviewing Amun and Siobhan, who both witness to Renesmee's growth and cognition

8:52 AM (Approx.) - Despite the positive testimonials, Aro posits that Renesmee may still pose a threat in the future, as nature after maturation is unknown and unknowable

9:00 AM (Approx.) - Garrett stands up and makes a short speech both in favour of the Cullens, and warning to be wary of the Volturi as an overreaching entity

9:05 AM (Approx.) - Aro interviews his own witnesses; Charles and Makenna make a statement that they see no harm Renesmee or the Cullens and promptly leave

9:08 AM (Approx.) - Aro and the other leaders adjourn to counsel again; the Cullens prepare for a fight;l

9:09 AM (Approx.) - Chelsea uses her ability to try and break the Cullen side's bonds but is being thwarted by a Bella's shield; Jane, likewise attempts to use her ability and is also repelled, as is Alec; Benjamin opens a fissure in the ground between the Cullens and the Volturi

9:11 AM (Approx.) - The Cullen side stake their claims on targets in the anticipated battle

9:12 AM (Approx.) - Pre-ambling their "vote", Aro extends invitations to certain members on the Cullen side who might wish to join the Volturi ranks--all flatly refuse

9:13 AM (Approx.) - Caius votes in favour of eliminating Renesmee, Marcus against, leaving Aro with the deciding vote; Edward interrupts, asking whether, if there was a way to prove incontrovertibly that Renesmee poses no future threat, that would negate any need for a vote: Aro confirms this.

9:15 AM (Approx.) - Alice and Jasper enter the clearing with three others; Kachiri, the third member of the Amazon coven: Huilen, a vampire; and her nephew Nahuel, a fully grown half vampire, half human hybrid

9:17 AM (Approx.) - Huilen gives witness that Nahuel was born to conceived by her sister after nightly visitations from a vampire; she describes her sister's pregnancy, very similar to Bella's experience carrying Renesmee, and relates how her sister died giving birth to Nahuel, who bit Huilen, transforming her into a vampire

9:25 AM (Approx.) - Nahuel testifies that he grew to full maturity in seven years and stopped ageing, and that he is one of several vampire-human hybrids sired by Joham, though all the rest are female, and none of them venomous

9:30 AM (Approx.) - Confronted with a mountain of evidence, Aro votes against eliminating Renesmee and declares their business with the Cullens finished

9:33 AM (Approx.) - Aro and Carlisle exchange parting words, and the Volturi leave

10:00 AM - 3:00 PM (Approx.) - The Cullens' witnesses depart, the Denalis leaving last with Garrett in tow, the latter having formed an attachment with Kate

4:00 PM (Approx.) - The Cullens sit, gathered in the great room being debriefed by Alice and Edward; they are joined by Huilen and Nahuel their only remaining guests; Bella is slightly unnerved by Nahuel's staring at her and Renesmee.

9:00 PM (Approx.) - Edward and Bella bid the family goodnight and take Renesmee home to the cottage; on the way, Bella mentions Nahuel's staring to Edward, who corrects her misconception that Nahuel was staring at Renesmee when, rather he was staring at her, Bella. Edward explains that Nahuel takes comfort in seeing Bella alive and holding her daughter, as he has always felt guilt for causing his own mother's death

9:10 PM (Approx.) - Edward and Bella put Renesmee to bed, then go to their room, where Bella reveals to Edward that she can, with concentration, retract her mental shield and allow him to see her thoughts, showing him all of her memories of their life together from her perspective; Edward is shocked and delighted. They kiss, and then presumably fuck.

The End

[prpfz]

Mortal Instruments (book) RPers!

I think we know how small our fandom is on Tumblr. The RP section of it is even smaller.

I'm willing to double up!

I'm 21+ looking for someone 18+ to play the following canons against my F OCs:

Michael Wayland (platonic)

Kieran Kingson (platonic)

Magnus Bane (platonic or romantic)

Isabelle Lightwood (platonic or romantic)

Jace Herondale (romantic)

Plot ideas will be volunteered as soon as l contact you, but l'm open to suggestions! I love worldbuilding & I appreciate a long-term partner.

I'm looking for a semi-lit RP (longer than 1 line, but shorter than the novella style).

I’m looking for smut & other mature themes.

I'm willing to write as ANYONE except Jace. This includes Sebastian, Alec & any OC love interest you've created.

I can RP on Tumblr or Discord.

♉️

give a like and anon will get back to you

[crescentcityhellmouth-rpg]

arc-one • p r e s e n t

once the clave learned the death of an original would put an end to hundreds if not thousands of vampires, alec was given the role of protector. the youngest and only original sister, rebekah mikaelson, was the subject to protect and until the clave is able to find a way to break the sire lines tying her to the others it seemed she would need constant surveillance. he knows the originals have many enemies in their own city, and is trying his best to keep close but not get too friendly with the subject of his mission. he may become highly involved in finding the missing mikaelson daughter.

divergent • c o n n e c t i o n s

rebekah mikaelson (x)

arriving in new orleans he gets straight to his mission and makes himself a known presence. he's hoping to keep a cordial relationship with the girl so she won't give him too much trouble in the mean time. he might just struggle with keeping the secret if they grow any type of friendship between them, so he's trying to remain extra business like.

willow rosenberg (x)

a former acquaintance of magnus who knows of a hidden magical hot spot that witches and warlocks are raving about all around town. not only is the business illegal, but it may also have more dire consequences ahead.

stefan salvatore (x)

alec could potentially come in contact with the vampire, once known as the ripper of monterrey. he could learn a lot about the original family and what it is to go up against them, also how to go about doing it once they figure out the mess of sire bonds. he could possibly be a vital ally, or he could turn into an enemy.

PLOT • A V A I L A B L E • APPLICATION

[tinkertech]

i am sorry for contacting u but pleaseeee talk more about ur lisa with gay death note dads au i genuinely haven’t been this enraptured in months

Elaborating would kill a lot of the whimsy you create by coming up with scenarios yourself, but here's my half-serious half-baked considerations on this AU.

There's not a fully clear outline in my head because I struggle with wanting it to be at least a little canon compliant but also I just want it to be fun and humorous and absurd while still played straight.

These are the videos I listened to in the bg while playing FFXIV that made me have this idea:

The premise of the kinda (Death Note) canon-compliant version of the AU, in a sense, is that the Kira investigation still happens but also Lisa still has her Worm powers + conflict drive. Kira investigation is still happening and Light takes in Lisa (16, still ran away from her home like in canon,) to look like a Genuinely Nice Not Evil Guy, Kira Would Never Do Something Like This. Lisa, of course, would clock really soon that he is Kira because that's just how her powers work, but she also finds his and L's cat and mouse games very funny (and, she's a pot stirrer). L is there in the same way he hung around Light to investigate up close.

I suppose in this AU Lisa would also go to highschool to keep up appearances, where she'd have totally normal friends Taylor, Rachel, Alec, Brian, Aisha who may have their powers too, may not... This is as far as I thought, really. The point that I find the most humor is the messiness of the messy, messy 'family' unit that would be created if these three were put together. Like Spy Family but hilariously toxic! Though, I suppose, it would be better than her real family, even if she is, technically, in danger to getting killed if she reveals that she knows more than she does (though Light is egotistical enough he might not see her as a threat, if he learns of her intellect, but instead a potential pawn because he's a freak).

Rich wine aunt Misa Misa <3

Though I also hold fondness for the scenario in which Light and L are still as weird as they are but they live together and have Lisa (with her canon powers) as an adopted daughter and they have a weird mangy looking cat named Ryuk, Misa Misa is still the rich wine aunt (with her own weird hairless cat Rem) and so on. No Death Note drama but, I dunno (waves hand around vaguely), Lisa lets Alec eat L's cake and makes it look like Light did it and then sits back and watches her two weirdo dads enter their mind palaces to explode each other with their thoughts. You know, for sport.

[whoviancumberbunny]

hi I saw you liked my RP AD!

"

Mortal Instruments (book) RPers!

I think we know how small our fandom is on Tumblr. The RP section of it is even smaller.

I'm willing to double up!

I'm 21+ looking for someone 18+ to play the following canons against my F OCs:

Michael Wayland (platonic)

Kieran Kingson (platonic)

Magnus Bane (platonic or romantic)

Isabelle Lightwood (platonic or romantic)

Jace Herondale (romantic)

Plot ideas will be volunteered as soon as l contact you, but l'm open to suggestions! I love worldbuilding & I appreciate a long-term partner.

I'm looking for a semi-lit RP (longer than 1 line, but shorter than the novella style).

I’m looking for smut & other mature themes.

I'm willing to write as ANYONE except Jace. This includes Sebastian, Alec & any OC love interest you've created.

I can RP on Tumblr or Discord. "

LMK if you're still interested in RPing this!

i mostly use my OC Annie, her age usually depends on the age of the of the characters she is interacting with. when i rp on character.ai i usually make her a little younger than nephilim.

i am not good at playing cannon characters. i unless the cannon characters have almost no backstory on the wiki. so usually play my oc.

[twins2994]

Twins Hang On To Beat Royals!

Royals 5 Twins 6 W-Ryan (4-3) L-Marsh (4-2) SV-Duran (7)

The Kansas City Royals came to town to open up a big four-game series at Target Field this weekend. The Twins started the scoring in the third when Eddie Julien reached on a single that found left field. The next batter, Jose Miranda smacked an Alec Marsh fastball out to left for a two-run homer. This put the Twins up by a pair after three innings of play. The Twins got back to work in the fifth as Willi Castro and Eddie Julien walked. With two outs, Trevor Larnach cranked an Alec Marsh fastball out to right for a three-run homer. The Twins extended their lead to five and Joe Ryan tossed five shutout innings. The Royals would answer in the sixth when Maikel Garcia reached on a fielder's choice. Bobby Witt Jr. singled and Vinnie Pasquantino hit a run-scoring single to right. Kansas City was on the board and within four. Meanwhile, Joe Ryan finished off seven brilliant innings and the Twins added on in the eighth. Max Kepler reached on a two-out infield single and Ryan Jeffers singled to right. Alex Kirilloff hit an RBI single to left and the Twins lead grew back to five. The Royals would make thing interesting in the ninth. Salvador Perez lined a one-out single to lfet and Adam Frazier did the same. Hunter Renfroe doubled home a run and Jhoan Duran entered the game. MJ Melendez was hit by a pitch and Dairon Blanco reached on an infield single that scored a run. Maikel Garcia hit another slow roller to third that plated one more. Bobby Witt Jr. hit a nubber back to the mound that Jhoan Duran handled. The Twins held on for dear life and picked up the win today.

-Final Thougths- Joe Ryan was great today as he always is against the Royals. He threw seven solid innings and allowed a run on four hits with nine strikeouts. Griffin Jax had a scoreless eighth and Cole Sands ran into some trouble in the ninth. Jhoan Duran came on and some soft contact almost costed him. He eventually got the final out for the save. Ryan Jeffers and Eddie Julien got a much-needed two hits today. The Twins hit 2-for-4 with runners in scoring position and left three men on base. Tomorrow, Cole Ragans faces Simeon Woods Richardson in Game 2.

-Chris Kreibich-

[suchawannabe56]

Better Latte Than Never

This fic was created for the Shadowhunters Mini Bang 2023: Presented by the @malecdiscordserver

CHAPTER TWO

Things continue the same way over the next couple of weeks. The tension between Alec and vanilla soya latte seemed to be growing more and more with every interaction. Lydia sighed as she watched Alec watch the guy leave. 

“You do realise there’s something between you, right?” she asked, leaning against the counter as Alec sighed hopelessly and returned to the cleaning he’d been doing before vanilla soya latte walked in. 

“He’s just being polite,” Alec replied, carefully hooking jugs onto his fingers. 

Lydia huffed, shaking her head slightly. “Alec, no one keeps that much eye contact for nothing. Besides, he seemed really disappointed when he came in yesterday and you were in the back.”

Alec froze. “He came in?” he repeated quietly. 

Lydia nodded, her eyes fixed on her friend. Alec had sulked all evening because he thought that the man hadn’t stopped by. It was mildly concerning really, how seeing vanilla soya latte could affect his mood. He had stubbornly ignored the way his heart had clenched and ached at not seeing him. Alec tried to process what Lydia had said about looking disappointed but he just shrugged it off as something work-related. Maybe the man’s day hadn’t gone well or maybe he had a date that was cancelled. Alec quickly dismissed that thought as his heart gave a painful twang in his chest. 

Lydia shook her head at his antics. She was pretty sure that the attraction between the two was mutual despite what Alec claimed. Alec also didn’t see the man staring at him hopefully when he would come in and while the drink was being made, like he was hoping Alec would see him. Lydia sighed and turned back to take the next order as Alec headed into the back to do the dishes. 

***

A few days later vanilla soya latte came in like he usually did and Lydia watched as he scanned the room like he was looking for something or someone. The man seemed to deflate when he wasn’t able to locate what or who he was looking for. Lydia was convinced it was Alec who was working in the back. She chatted with the man for a bit before shifting to take the next person’s order before making the drinks. 

“Oh, hey,” she smiled as she came face to face with a confused Isabelle.

“Is Alec here?” she asked, smiling at Lydia. “I thought he was working today.” 

Lydia nodded, “Yeah, one sec.” 

With that, Lydia made her way to the staff door and tapped on it, letting Alec know he was needed. 

It didn’t take long for Alec to emerge, drying his hands on a paper towel. Lydia smirked slightly as he saw vanilla soya latte perk up at the sight of Alec. 

“Coffee?” Isabelle asked sweetly, making puppy dog eyes at her brother. 

Alec rolled his eyes and turned to make the drinks, smiling at &lt;;b>vanilla soya latte</b> in the process. He was focused on his task when his ears picked up the sound of his sister’s voice. He looked over his shoulder to see who she was talking to and scowled when he saw her chatting with vanilla soya latte. He felt his stomach tighten at the sight. Of course, Izzy would get to him first, why would he look at Alec when she was right there? He quickly finished his sister’s drink, ignoring Lydia’s questioning gaze. 

“Here,” he stated, placing Isabelle’s coffee on the side. 

Isabelle beamed at him, picking up the cup and taking a sip. “You’re the best.”

Alec grunted and returned to preparing the other drink, his body tensing slightly as his sister continued to talk to vanilla soya latte. Once the drink was ready, Alec placed it on the side, a smile spreading across his face as the man took it, their eyes locking for a beat too long. 

“Thank you,” the man said, smiling brightly at him before turning back to finish his conversation with Isabelle. 

Alec’s smile fell from his lips and he glared at his sister as he cleaned the counters before returning to the back with a huff, his heart aching as he saw his sister laugh and place a hand on the man’s arm. Lydia watched him go with concern and saw the man move away from Isabelle’s touch as he looked around and seemed to deflate once again when he couldn’t find Alec. With a quick goodbye to Isabelle and Lydia, the man left. Lydia was going to have to tell Alec, but whether the man would believe her was another kettle of fish. 

[okay-j-hannah]

The Schoolteacher

Broadchurch : Fic

Alec Hardy x Reader

Word Count: 3168

Warnings: mentions of Danny Latimer... the evident fact that I am in love with any character David Tennant plays

Request: “I have a fic request with Alec Hardy. He and Y/N have a crush on each other but secretively. There's someone else who also likes Y/N (could be Olly?) and doesn't hide it and it makes Alec very jealous. To the point where it's hard for him to hide his attraction for her anymore. she keeps choosing him in little ways and is different with him and more affectionate with him than with the other guy. To anyone else it would be so obvious she wants Alec. He starts to feel really nice and proud getting all this attention from her and in the end he finally understands she's in love with him and they get together. 😂 That's it!!” Anon​

A/N: Hardy has found himself enamored by a local teacher he thinks is smitten with someone else

Danny Latimer Case; Day Two

(Y/N) moved to her whiteboard, writing down the days objectives for reading and math. Her hand was shaky, smudging her words with the marker. She struggled to take a breath with her mind screaming the conversation she had with the headmaster earlier.

It pounded in her ears and made her arm weak enough she had to drop it. Behind her, burning like a beacon was his desk – still with his name on it.

Danny Latimer.

A sharp rap at the door frightened her.

“Sorry,” said a scruffy man, “Sorry to disturb you.”

She forced a smile, “Not at all. How may I help you?”

He took a few steps into the classroom. His clothes were rather rumpled for a detective inspector, if she was seeing the badge in his hand correctly.

“I’m detective inspector Alec Hardy. I’m working the Latimer case.” He tucked his badge back in his pocket, “I’m told you were his schoolteacher.”

(Y/N) needed a second to catch up, “Uh, yes – yes I’m Danny’s teacher.” She closed her eyes, “I was.”

“We’re going to need statements from anyone that was remotely close to Danny, and that includes you. You have a distinct advantage being his teacher. You were in contact with him frequently and saw interactions with parents and classmates here. We need to know if there was anything suspicious you saw leading up to his death.”

He was rather forward, she thought. Perhaps that just came with the job. She was rubbing her hands together harshly.

“I couldn’t say there was anything suspicious that I saw.”

“Well, a formal statement and questioning would be needed regardless,” he peered around the classroom, stopping his gaze on Danny’s desk. “If you’d find a time to meet at the station we can clear you Ms. …?”

“(Y/L/N). (Y/N) (Y/L/N).” she said quickly, but backtracked, “Wait, you don’t think I had anything to do with it, do you?”

“We can’t rule anyone out at this time, Ms. (Y/L/N),” he said with little to no inflection in his voice. “The purpose of the questioning is to clear you of suspicion.”

Her initial reaction was to take offense – to be angry. But it was a simple enough task, and it would make sense to rule out people closest to Danny first.

“Of course,” she said.

This Alec Hardy was hard to read, she thought. It was a little off putting how impassive his face was, then again that could be from years of experience remaining in control of sensitive information. It was slightly amusing when she thought of it like that.

“Whatever I can do to help.”

“It’s appreciated,” he mumbled, “Now uh… you didn’t see Danny come in yesterday.”

“No,” she muttered, no longer amused by his impassiveness. “I marked him absent. Thought he might be sick.”

Hardy was gruff, “So it didn’t mark you as strange at all?”

“No, not at all.” She found a sudden ache in her throat, and she sniffed.

He must’ve realized he forgot to be human because he quietly said, “I’m sorry for your loss. I heard he was a good lad.”

“Yes, he was,” she smiled at the thought, “Thank you.”

He seemed awkward with the conversation now, excusing himself soon after. She stood there pondering the new detective inspector. She couldn’t help but remark on how his messy attire and bedhead were rather attractive.

~~~

Day Four

They had held a community meeting with most of the town. (Y/N) sat there with her dear friend Olly, a member of the newspaper. She listened to Inspector Hardy with keen interest. She seemed to trust him though only knowing him a few days.

He had conducted her questioning the day before and ruled her not a suspect. She had a perfectly sound alibi and had no motive for murder.

It was strange though – she was so interwoven into the Broadchurch community that they were bound to run into each other more often than not. Just that morning she was picking up donations from Jack Marshall’s shop to bring to the church and met Hardy on his way to ask more questions.

He seemed to regard her a bit more kindly than the bluntness she got when they first met.

“There’s something off about him,” Olly whispered to her, rubbing shoulders.

“About the inspector?” she scoffed, “You think there’s something off about everyone – everyone’s got a newsworthy story hidden in the closet.”

He smiled, “I’ve just heard things.”

“Gossip, you mean,” she crossed her arms, “You’re making assumptions again.” She wished Olly would stop with the news. He had good intentions, but newspapers had the dastardly habit of twisting fact into more eye-catching fiction.

“Oh, please,” he scoffed, leaning to whisper in her ear, “If it weren’t for me you’d be front page news.”

She smacked him away, laughing, “Right, because it really would’ve been bad for my misspelled banner to be front page.”

“Your reputation as a grammar teacher would’ve been ruined. ‘Breaking news: schoolteacher can’t spell charity on the local fundraiser.’”

She laughed again, “My hero.” She noticed Olly staring at her a bit longer than she’d liked. There had always been a little schoolboy crush with him. But how was she supposed to tell her childhood best friend she wasn’t interested in him?

She was grateful for the interruption by the detective inspector, “DI Hardy!”

“(Y/N),” he said lowly. His gaze fell on Olly for one hard-eyed second. “Eh… how are you?”

She crossed her legs, smiling at him, “Fine, thank you.” It was funny to hear him try at pleasantries. “How can I help you?”

“I need help with Paul Coates, and I know you’re a volunteer for the church.”

“So I am,” she said. She eyed him up and down.

He noticed. “I er… I need you to come with me to question him.”

“Oh, I’ve never played detective before,” she pinched Olly and stood, “I’ve got a staff meeting later tonight, so I’ll need to be back before six.”

Hardy nodded, stepping back so the pair of them could leave together. He was impassive as ever, barely saying a word, and led the way to his vehicle. (Y/N) bounced beside him, a natural merriment to her steps.

“Do you think Father Coates did it?”

“I can’t discuss those points of the case with you.”

“Right, sorry, of course.” She sat on the passenger side, “We’ll have to think of other things to talk about.”

“We could just not talk.”

“Well, that’s frightfully dull.”

He began the drive, expression set in a pout. She peeked at him and smiled down at her hands. She picked at her fingers, a sort of anxious habit.

“Why do you need my help?”

Hardy pouted some more before saying gruffly, “You seem trustworthy.”

“That’s good,” she laughed, “This should be good fun – driving about, investigating, collecting clues.”

“It’s not meant to be good fun.”

“Then why do you keep doing it? You should enjoy your job.”

“I do enjoy my job.”

“But you wouldn’t call it fun?”

He gave her an almost crazed look, “Chasing child murderers isn’t supposed to be fun. Neither is teaching by any stretch.”

She snorted, “Teaching? I think it’s loads of fun.”

“Snotty kids messing about while you describe one plus one. Sounds like a grand old time.”

“It is,” she snickered, “I find enjoying your job makes you an all around happier person, DI Hardy. And you don’t seem the type to enjoy your job.”

“Why? Because I don’t seem happy?”

“No, you don’t.”

He was silent after that. No rebuttal was made against her words. She looked at him hard and picked at her fingers.

She couldn’t help but smile, “Don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll make the day more enjoyable.”

Hardy just thinned his lips and didn’t reply.

Though the rest of their time together wasn’t terrible. He looked to her for opinions and though didn’t strike up another personal conversation, he made sure she was near him to help with clue catching.

~~~

Day Twenty

(Y/N) walked into the news station, eager to hear of any new developments in the case. It was all a massive jumble of questions and no answers to her.

Alec had asked for her help numerous times by that point. It seemed he thought better when he spoke his ideas aloud to her. (Y/N) graded papers or made lesson activities while he did so. She figured he just wanted the company of someone that didn’t hate him.

She went to Maggie, side bag full of student assignments and projects, “Hello, there!”

“Good morning, (Y/N), dear,” she replied, taking her reading glasses off, “What can I do for you?”

“Oh, I was just hoping for an update – something you’d heard before the papers.”

“I’m not Olly, (Y/N). You know I can’t give out that information.”

She smiled, “I know, I thought I’d run into Olly here.”

Maggie shook her head, leaning in her chair. The wheels were already running in her head, “I thought you were volunteering with that DI Hardy character. Shouldn’t you be telling me of any new developments?”

“Alec just has theories; not all of them have hard evidence,” (Y/N) said, taking a seat, “And he has a vendetta against the newspaper.”

“You calling him Alec now?”

“That’s his name,” (Y/N) laughed.

“I never liked Alec,” came a male voice, “Alec.” It was the detective inspector coming through the front door, “Nobody calls me Alec.”

(Y/N) tossed a pen at him, it hit his chest and fell to the floor. He frowned at it.

“You’re meant to catch it,” she giggled, “What’re you doing here?”

He looked anywhere but at her, “I was looking for you.”

(Y/N) smiled, sifting through her side bag of assignments, “Am I surprised?”

Maggie eyed the pair of them, suspicious, “Olly will be here any minute – said he was only popping out to grab something.”

“I wanted to ask you something.”

“I’m surprised you managed to walk through those doors. By the way you talk of the news you’d think you would burst into flames being in here.”

He stared at her for a few seconds before cracking the smallest of smiles. “I thought I’d risk it.”

“Just to see me?” she said sarcastically, “How charming.”

“(Y/N), I was wondering if…”

“I’m back!” In came Olly, sporting his expensive camera and a huge bouquet of flowers. “(Y/N)? Brilliant, I got these for you.” He placed the bouquet in her hands quite without her prompting.

She seemed awkward in receiving them, “Oh, lovely, Olly. Really lovely.”

Olly seemed a bit crestfallen at her dimmed response. Judging by the state of his breathing he had run to the flower shop and back to fetch them.

“How did you know I was coming?” she asked, standing to place the flowers near the window.

“I didn’t,” Olly said, eager and breathless. “But I got them to give you sometime today.”

She sighed, unenthusiastic with the gesture, “Thank you, Olly.” And she went to kiss his cheek, just as she usually did in greeting. They were childhood friends after all.

It wasn’t difficult to notice the way Alec ground out his next words.

“I’ll be seeing you later, (Y/N).”

~~~

Day Twenty-Three

“Can I tell you something?”

(Y/N) walked the pier with Hardy, arms swinging about. She looked to his sullen face.

“No.”

“Olly’s been a bit persistent lately.”

Hardy stared across the water, “Good?”

She made a face and he missed it, “I don’t know. I’m not sure how I feel about it.”

He cleared his throat, kicking his shoes into the ground, “Has he made any moves?”

“He asked me to a late lunch today.”

“But you didn’t go?” Alec turned to her, “Can’t have – you were at the press conference over lunch – I saw you.”

She smiled, “Yeah, I decided to see your conference instead.” She met his look, “I – I knew you’d probably want me there.”

He kept his face impassive, but something about his demeanor straightened out. As if he was pleased.

“Here,” he reached into his suit jacket, “Thought you might want these.” He extracted a rather crumbled couple of flowers.

She took them merrily, “Thank you, Alec! Oh, how nice.” She reached to squeeze his hand, “I love them.”

He looked at her as if he didn’t fully believe her, but his chest puffed out a bit like he was proud of her response. “It’s nothing really. Some parishioners gave them to me on my way out of the church.”

Apparently it was too difficult to say he wanted to give her some flowers. (Y/N) had the sudden realization that maybe Alec had the desire to outplay Olly.

~~~

Day Thirty-Eight

Alec stirred in his bed, feeling the thin cotton of the blankets around him. Something tugged below his nose and threaded his arms. Something was warm in his hand.

“Bloody hell,” he muttered.

“You’re a complete knob, you know that?”

His eyes creaked open and he spotted why his hand felt warm.

“What’re you doing here, (Y/N)?”

“Wondering if you were waiting before or after you were dead to tell me you’ve got a heart condition.”

He blinked a few times to clear his head, “They told you?”

“I’m the only one who’s visited – said I was family, didn’t I.” She squeezed his hand, “How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine.”

She laughed. Did her voice sound tight? “Complete rubbish. You’d collapsed; barely breathing.”

He squirmed, “I don’t need your concern.” But the way he held back at her hand said differently. (Y/N) knew that too.

“They want you stuck here for another couple days.”

“I’ll be out of here by tomorrow.”

“You will be no such thing,” she scolded, “You’re going to stay right here. And if you get any ideas about sneaking out, I’m going to be here to stop you. You hear me?”

Alec rolled his head on the pillow, looking at her with his plain face. But this time, his silence spoke volumes, bringing life to his bright brown eyes.

“Good,” she said shakily, “Cause I’m not going anywhere.” She sat back, hand still in his, and breathed heavily.

It was quiet for a while, (Y/N) growing weary and nodding off. A few fingers were on the bridge of her nose.

“When was the last time you slept?” he asked.

“I’m all right.”

“You should get some sleep.”

“Don’t tell me what to do.” But she smiled at him.

It was an hour later that she dozed off, slouched in the armchair. Her grip had slackened, but Hardy had made an effort to keep ahold of her hand. He ran a thumb over her knuckles, completely distracted until someone gasped at the door.

“Sir!”

Alec angrily shushed her, “Get out of here, Miller!”

Ellie crept towards the bed, mouthing, “Sorry.” She was staring gleefully at the sleeping (Y/N), a finger between her teeth. “What’s all this?”

He sighed, grumbling, “I’ve had a fainting episode.” He retracted his hand from (Y/N)’s slowly, distracting himself with fixing his blankets.

“And she’s…”

“Just visiting.”

“So am I – but you don’t see me groveling for your hand.”

Alec brushed her off, “What do you want, Miller?”

“To see if you’re all right. But now that I know you are… I want to hear that you’re going to do something about her.” Ellie folded her arms, whispering to keep (Y/N) asleep.

“Who says that I want to?” He grumbled when she gave him a deadpanned stare. “All right, who says that she’d want me to?”

“She’s here, isn’t she?” Ellie giggled, “She wants you to.”

~~~

Day Forty-Six

“You’re not going to drink that, are you?”

Alec looked up from the microwave, “It’s still perfectly good tea.”

“I wouldn’t say it’s perfect or good. But it sure is tea,” (Y/N) laughed.

He joined in quietly, “You want some?”

“No, but I’ll make a fresh pot if you wait twenty minutes,” she slapped his hands away and made to fill the teapot. “I’m sure you’ve got a few theories you need to stew over.”

Alec took a step back, sitting down to rest his heart. “You’ve stuck around.”

“You know I’m going to need a little more than that to go on, DI Hardy.”

“I mean… I haven’t – haven’t scared you off.”

“Are you stating that or asking?” she set the pot to a boil, searching for cups and teabags, “Cause either way, I’m still here.”

He knotted his fingers, “I’ve noticed.”

She peered over her shoulder, “It surprises you.”

“Believe it or not I don’t have a very wide social circle.”

That made her laugh. He squared his shoulders, pleased with himself again. She leaned against the counter, folding her arms.

“I’ve been meaning to ask you something.”

“Oh, really,” she mused, “And what might that be?”

“I’ve made certain deductions about the time we spend together.” He swallowed hard, eyeing her with his light eyes. “About the options you’ve been presented.”

She squinted at him, “My options?”

“You could’ve made any number of choices, but since I’ve known you… you’ve made a consistent string of them.”

“Please tell me this is going somewhere,” she smiled beautifully.

He rubbed at his hands, “I’ve started picking at my fingers because of you.”

“Anxious habit,” she muttered, getting a little nervous then. “What’s got you worried?”

Alec cleared his throat, “I can only conclude that you’ve made a decision.” She widened her gaze at him, wanting the answer already. “And now I have to see if I’m right.”

He stood from his chair and addressed her fully. (Y/N) lifted her chin, confused but having a funny idea what he might be asking her.

“(Y/N),” he took a breath, “How would you feel about maybe… going out… to dinner… with me?”

Her mouth fell open, eyes wide as Alec stood on his tip toes. It was silent for much longer than he would’ve liked.

“Was I wrong?” He sounded so nervous.

She started laughing, really properly laughing. She bent at her knees, a hand over her mouth. Alec was positively baffled at her response.

He looked at her crazed, “Well?”

She started walking towards him, “Of course I bloody would! I always thought you were so much of a knob you’d fail to notice I’d chosen you. I wanted to see you!”

“Oh, right…” his shoulders released the tension his was holding, “Brilliant, yeah.” He nodded his head a few times, “Good, good, good that.”

(Y/N) stopped her laughing, but her smile was blinding, “You make me laugh like no one else, Alec.”

“And you drive me crazy,” he practically snorted, “And I’m going to need you to stay as long as you’re willing to.”

(Y/N) now stood toe to toe with him, reaching a hand to his face, “Whatever I can do to help.” And she kissed his cheek, relishing in the bob of his throat.

“Right – good, good.”

She laughed again, “So where are we going to dinner?”

~~~

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And Then There Was You (Alec Volturi x Reader)

Key:

Y/n - Your Name                                               

Y/l/n - Your Last Name

Y/e/c - Your Eye Color                                         

Y/h/c - Your Hair Color

Y/f/c - Your Favorite Color

Prompt (requested by @hiddlebatchship​ ): Can I request a one shot about Alec meeting the reader, his mate, at Bella’s wedding?

Reader Gender: Neutral (They/Them/Their)

Summary: The Reader has been in the Cullen’s life since before Edward was turned and they’ve been invited to Bella and Edward’s wedding. As an old, single vampire themselves, they’re rather bitter about the whole thing-- until they make eye contact with the pretty red eyed boy across the room, that is. Now it’s up to Demetri and Emmett to push their friends together...

Warnings: Aged Up! Alec, alcohol consumption, curses, awkwardness.

A/n: alec had a ‘take a chance on me’ moment.

Word Count: 450+

A hush fell across most of the room when the two hooded Volturi walked in.

You don’t really look over, too busy with your champagne and wishing you could literally drown everything out with the bubbly liquid. In fact, you wouldn’t have bothered to pay attention to them at all if Emmett Cullen hadn’t elbowed you incredibly hard and looked between you strangely.

One of them, the brunet, immediately looks away when you catch him staring.

“You should talk to him.” The big vampire says with a goofy smile, nudging you again.

Eyebrows raised, you eye the man up and down. “He’s terrified of me.”

Afraid of you or not, he’s very pretty.

“Some guys are into that.” Emmett shrugs, whining indignantly when you snort and his wife smacks him on the arm.

He hesitantly meets your eyes again, and this time you grin and wave a little.

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“You should talk to them.” Demetri hums as soon as their job has been done.

Alec turns to look at him like he’s insane.

“Me? Talk to them?-- they don’t seem to like me very much.” He swallows, pointlessly trying to keep his voice down and pointedly keeping his eyes away.

The blond vampire rolls his eyes and grabs a champagne flute from a passing tray, wrapping an arm around his far less experienced friend.

“Here, drink.” 

Taking the flute anyways, Alec furrows his brows. “But this won’t-”

“Placebo effect, my good man.”

The smaller vampire turns to look at you again and you smile at him. He downs the flute in one go as his stomach flips.

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He avoids you for the most of his time there, slowly working up the courage to talk to you and hoping you don’t notice.

You do.

It’s not until later in the night, when the humans are tipsy and you’ve both been subjected to far too much of Emmett and Demetri’s teasing, does he finally get his shit together. With a boldness he very much lacks, he crosses the room to the table you’ve isolated yourself at, trying to ignore the way that you’re so attractive that you make his brain all foggy.

“Hi…” Alec breathes, a smile gracing his features.

“Hello…” You say, returning his smile courteously.

“What’s your name?”

“Y/n. Y/n Y/l/n.” 

He takes your hand and presses a kiss to it.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Y/n. I’m Alec Volturi.”

Alec. What a wonderful name.

“The pleasure’s all mine.”

He seems to brighten at your admission.

“Say y/n, do you think I can have this dance?”

Alec still hasn’t let go of your hand, and you close your fingers around his.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

For many, many years you were alone. Some part of you knows that won’t be the case anymore.

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Bright - Felix Volturi

Summary: The Volturi visits your clan. You have a very bubbly, happy personality which throws people off, they don’t expect you to be as strong as you are. What happens when you go on a walk with Felix after finding out you’re mates?

Requested: yes, @0nihiime​

Pairing: vampire!fem!reader x Felix Volturi​

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You walk towards your clan leader’s house after being summoned. Apparently, the Volturi was here to discuss some things. If things got violent, you’d be there to assist. You’re one of the best defenders in your clan.

Lots of people misjudged you, you have a bubbly personality and are pretty short. People only expect kindness and smiles, but they were in for a real treat whenever you had to fight them. You see, you’re very strong, even though you’re so small, and you’re a great tactical thinker. Using people’s height and strength against themselves was easy.

The smile that was always present on your face made it easy for you to trick people. You’ve used it in battle many times which is how you’ve made a name for yourself. Vicious in battle, but a friendly face. Some feared you, others mocked you, not believing the stories until they had experienced it themselves. However, lots of vampires just respected you and that was all you wanted. You didn’t like being feared, it felt uneasy. But sometimes you found amusement in it too.

As you walk closer to the house, you’re eyes are immediately drawn to the group in cloaks. That’s without a doubt the Volturi. As soon as you reached them, they walked inside, following your clan leader into one of the rooms.

You’d heard him when he was talking to his friend. “Dem, she’s supposed to be this clan’s fiercest fighter? She’s so tiny I could squash her with my pinkie. Besides she’s looking way too happy to be taken seriously,” he mocked you. Demetri snickered with his friend, Felix. Their snickers were cut short by their master raising his hand. The guards flanked their King while you stood next to your leader.

Felix’s words didn’t bother you. He has the same opinion like most vampires you come across. He either didn’t know who you were or he didn’t believe the stories. It amused you. If things did end up in a fight today, you would be more than happy to hand him his own ass.

However, Alec seemed to eye you wearily. He probably heard the stories about you. You see respect and curiosity lingering in his eyes when he gives you a nod. The story of him and his sister was heartbreaking. You’d heard it from a couple of vampires in the village. After hearing their story, you were speechless. It wasn’t fair to them.

Felix’s must’ve seen Alec’s weary glance towards you because he mocked you once more: “Alec, don’t tell me you’re frightened of such a small person?”

Your eyes twinkled a little and a smirk fell onto your lips because of his obliviousness.

“You should watch out with that mouth of yours. She’s y/n y/l/n, you idiot.” A giggle leaves your lips upon hearing Alec’s answer. Alec and his sister snicker when they see the realisation dawn upon their fellow guard. Your eyes moved from Alec and Jane towards Felix, who seemed to have deflated after hearing the news.

You took him in while he was still processing the news. He had broad shoulders and looked really muscled underneath those layers of clothing. His face looked worn, but gentle. His hands are big and rough while his fingers looked like they had the softest touches. And his lips…they look so kissable. When you move to his eyes, he’s already watching you causing your eyes to meet. Time seems to stop, everything around you seems to disappear. It’s just you and him and a fire burning deep into your soul especially for him. A shy smile paints your lips when you realise that Felix is your mate.

You maintain eye-contact until you hear his master, Aro’s maniacal laugh. It’s unsettling and causes your smile to falter, but as soon as your eyes find Felix’s your smile is in full bloom once more.

Your clan leader says: “Y/n and Felix should take a walk through the highlands while we discuss things further. I’m sure King Aro had enough guards to feel secure. Y/n, you can send in whomever you come across first.” You nod and bow before excusing yourself.

Felix leaves the room, just as you send in your replacement.

The air between the two of you is filled with awkwardness. You’re both a bit speechless by the revelation mere minutes ago. When you see other people from the village eyeing you, you’re shaken from your haze.

“Let’s take a walk, shall we? Away from the prying eyes,” you say with one of your biggest smiles. You see a small smile tugging at Felix’s lips, creating a feeling of victory in your chest.

“Are you always this cheery,” the giant asks while following you out of the village.

“Yes, I was like this when I was still human. And becoming a vampire only enhanced it.”

“Even after all these years, and after everything you must’ve seen…”

You know he’s hinting at certain events that happened from your stories. “Sure, stuff happened. But it depends on how you look at it, I guess. Most of the stories are about times when I had no choice but defend myself, so it’s not like it’s weighing on me. I also find amusement in showing assholes what I’m capable of, shows them right. Especially when they continue mocking me.” Your last sentence was a silent stab at Felix so you bump your elbow in his side while watching him from under your lashes.

He looks so embarrassed, it’s way too funny. You can see that he’s thinking of something to say, to apologize for the things he said earlier. Watching him squirm is a delight.

“It’s all good Felix. Don’t worry. However… if you want to put your words to the test we always could.”

“You want us to fight each other?” he asks with disbelief dripping form his voice while his eyebrows shoot up.

“Some friendly combat,” you wiggle your eyebrows while continuing, “There’ll be more of that in the future anyways, right?” You send him a cheeky smile.

It started out pretty well. You had to admit that Felix was one of the most challenging fighting partners you had ever had. He kept you on your toes and it was clear he was enjoying the challenge of possibly defeating you. The ‘fight’ ended with the thud of Felix’s body hitting the ground. You straddled him while pinning him to the ground.

The both of you erupted into a fit of laughter which is how you ended up in your current position. On your backs in the grass while watching the surprisingly blue sky. Your arms were touching and your hand was so dangerously close to his.

The closeness made you think about what it would be like to hold his hand, to kiss him, to fall in love, to share the rest of your immortal life with him. The idea of being his mate was both exciting and terrifying. You hadn’t opened up to anyone in centuries, but even during this fraction of time he made you feel safe. Something no one had been able to do in, like, forever.

You turn your head so you can look at him. For the first time since you laid eyes on him, he seemed relaxed.

“What’re you looking at?” his voice pulls you from your daze.

Feeling bold, you take his hand into yours while answering: “Just looking at you.”

Holding onto your hand, he rolls onto his side so he can take a proper look at you. His expression shows you that he wants to ask something, but he isn’t sure if the question will be well received by you.

You roll onto your side too, almost letting your noses touch when you say: “Just ask, Felix. I won’t bite.”

“Your smile faltered when Aro started…laughing. Why?” There’s worry and a hint of curiousness in his voice.

“Because his laugh was really unsettling. It reminds me of a villain who laughs just before his evil plan is executed.”

His free hand pushes a couple of locks behind your ear. “Let’s just say he wouldn’t be opposed to someone with your abilities joining our ranks. He’s always busy with making sure the Volturi has the most powerful vampires.”

“Joining your ranks?” Your brows furrow, you hadn’t realised you would have to go with them because you’re Felix’s mate.

A grimace flashes over his face, before he starts explaining. “You see, when a member from the Volturi finds their mate, their mate joins them in Volterra and becomes part of the Volturi.”

It’s evident that it makes him uncomfortable to tell you this because you literally have no choice but to join the Volturi.

“So I’m expected to come with you as soon as Aro’s done here?”

He looks apologetic. “Yes. I know it’s all happening fast considering we just met but…” 

You silence him by putting your finger on his lips. Your eyes go from his lips to his eyes and back to his lips. He’s doing the same thing. Trusting the force that decided you are meant to be together, you don’t hold back and crash your lips onto his.

Even though, he was thinking about the same thing, he’s still surprised when your lips meet. The surprise soon fades and he fiercely kisses you back. You get a bit carried away and straddle him while one of his hands rests in your hair and the other pulls you as close as possible. One of your hands resides on his shoulder while the other disappears into his hair.

When you pull away, you both have a knowing twinkle in your eyes. Your hand caresses his cheek while you say: “Italy isn’t the end of the world, you know. Besides, I could do with a change of scenery.”

Felix lets out a booming laugh, something you hadn’t expected. But then his lips find yours once more and you couldn’t be more excited for what the future might bring. Even if it meant you had to follow him to Volterra and become part of the Volturi.

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whats gray and the readers scene? in pornstar!gray

pornstar!grayson.

Ok the first time they do it, it’s not like anything graysons or Y/N had ever done before. They didn’t have a script or any direction to go in, so it was kind of just like a one night stand.

But everyone loved Y/N. They way she she moaned and whimpered, the way she reacted to the degradation and spanks. They were all obsessed — and that meant grayson was getting more views.

“Alec they love her!” Grayson exclaimed pacing around his office. “I need to keep her” grayson said finally sitting down.

Alec looked at the boy and leaned back his chair, ultimately it was Y/N’s choice, but they did have some good chemistry and it brought in a shit ton of money for the both of them (Y/N and Grayson). Alec bit his lip and put down his pen and nodded.

“She’s your partner now, fully. It’s not grayson dolan. It’s Grayson dolan and Y/N L/N” Alec stated earning a smile from grayson.

“Understood boss. Also, does Y/N have her own page yet?”

Alec nodded pulling it up on his laptop, they had done a few photo shoots with her since Grayson and hers first time together. Grayson could feel his cock stand up at the sight of her in that lingerie again. And the way she bit her lip just brought him back. God, it was so hot. It was messy, but hot.

“I have to film something, more like scripted this week. Tell Y/N to learn her lines”

***

Y/N stood in her clothes, well the ‘characters’ clothes, it was the second time she was doing this with grayson and she was hoping this time it wouldn’t feel like a hook up. She can’t deny that she didn’t love it though and they both earned a good bit of money from the video.

She was acting as his secretary, the video would start with her pleasuring herself and then grayson ‘the ceo’ would find her. Then they’d have sex on the desk or something — she didn’t really read into too much.

“Ok, You all ready to start” The camera man asked, Y/N took a quick look at her lines and then nodded, handing the lines over to a person she didn’t regiconise. She moved over to the seat and started to type on the computer.

“I’ll be back in a bit, make sure to have my coffee ready for me” Grayson smirked moving out of frame. He stood there watching Y/N bite her lips and remove her top, looking around making sure no one was there. She placed a hand on her breasts that were covered by that lacey bra grayson would never not love. She massaged both of her breasts letting out a moan making grayson cover his mouth. He loved seeing her so undone. Y/N’s hand moved down your stomach, once still on her breast.

She unbottoned the skirt and easily slipped out of it, innocently looking around the room. Her hand made contact with her soaking wet pussy and she moaned loudly. Grayson nearly came right then and there.

She pulled down the lace panties and move to sit on top of the desk she still had her bra and heels off — Grayson cleared his throat and walked back on set opening the door.

“What’s going on here?” He asked acting suprised.

“Oh uh, nothing sir!” Y/N squeaked moving around the desk. Grayson shook his head and moved foward his hands resting on her bare hips.

“Well, no ones in right now and you’re here” he said looking her up and down. “Why don’t you help daddy with this?” Grayson asked looking down at his erection. She nodded quickly leaning down onto her knees and unbuckling his belt. She pulled down his trousers — and of course he wasn’t wearing any boxers so his cock kind of just jumped out at Y/N.

“C’mon. you’re going to take this cock like the little slut you are” Grayson said pulling at her hair as she took his red, huge cock in her mouth.

“Ah, fuck”

she worked her hands around the base swirling her tongue around his tip, and graysons hips thrust into her mouth earning a little moan of encouragement.

“You want daddy to be rough?” Grayson asked pulling at her hair again, loving every second of it.

He pulled her away from his cock and lifted her back onto the desk knocking all of props off of it making Y/N giggle. Grayson took off his bra and flung it at one of the camera men earning a bigger laugh from Y/N. “you think it’s funny baby” Grayson asked nipping at her ear.

He didn’t get a response.

“That’s what i thought”

Grayson began to kiss her neck, starting below her jawline earning a whimper. “i’m going to fuck you so hard against this table”

After playing with her pussy a little and the begging moans stopped he placed the tip of his cock at her entrance.

“Please daddy”

“so good”

Without warning, Grayson thrusted forwards into his in one movement.

“o-oh fuck” Y/N whimpered her hands in his hair. Grayson pounded into her relentlessly.

“feel so good”

[into-the-daniverse]

M and E for the band + Saoirse? S for Jacqui and Rodrigo? U for Syd?

I am the screaming cat thank you Jules ✨✨✨

A-Z of Mannerisms/Behaviors

M. Muse: Does your character talk when they’re alone, or to inanimate objects?

Alec: Yes, almost always. She apologizes to chairs for bumping into them, has intense arguments and conversations with herself, hums, sings, and just generally talks out loud when she’s alone always. But she tries not to do it around others, it makes her a little self-conscious.

Jamil: Only when he’s frustrated or tired and trying to keep himself focused, he doesn’t tend to talk to fill the air when he’s alone and if he’s talking to inanimate objects like the piano, it’s to beg for it to not be out of tune for the third time that year.

Camia: She’s very rarely alone, but when she is, she does tend to talk to herself because she isn’t used to complete silence. Usually she talks to her plants, she doesn’t have any kind of magic that would help them grow, but she thinks talking to them helps.

Leon: No, unless they’re angry, and reenacting some kind of argument with themself. He never even really spoke out loud when he was alone in the desert, and it’s a habit he hasn’t gotten rid of because he’s used to Alec being around to fill the silence instead. Does often talk to inanimate objects, but mostly on accident because he bumped into it and didn’t realize it wasn’t a person.

Saoirse: Nope, they don’t feel the need to. Any conversation they have with themself is kept in their mind. However, they will tend to continue a conversation in their head, and then out loud say their next thought, but to the person they were talking to (like Meredith) it seems like whatever they said came out of nowhere. They also don’t understand why humans talk to inanimate objects but they think it’s cute.

E. Entice: If your character were to flirt with someone else, how would they go about it? Are they generally perceived as charming, or not-so-charming?

Alec: She is very straight-forward, she will always approach first to ask for a dance or to get a drink together, and she lets her confidence lead her most of the way. Because she’s not overly confident—she’s not full of herself—she’s seen as very charming. Her telltale signs of flirting is playing with her hair more than normal, and whether she’s chasing or being chased, she’s into it either way, judging how the other person wants it to go. She is a little impatient though, so she won’t chase/run forever, just enough to be fun.

Jamil: He’s used to leading, so he will approach someone first, but has been pleasantly surprised by some people approaching him instead. Either way he is best described as smooth, he knows just what kind of compliments to give to make the other person blush while also helping them relax around him. He’s charming, he’s warm, and he’s been as such for a very long time, it comes naturally to him. Is a fan of the chase, it’s not easy to wear him down, so he can wait if someone wants to play hard to get for a bit.

Camia: She comes across as intimidating, and she’s aware of it, so she tends to have to make the first move, which she will do by making eye contact with the other person first and then walking over to them. Does a lot of slow, meaningful glances, will drag her eyes over the other person to make it as clear as possible that she’s checking them out, but really she just likes to talk, or listen to them talk instead. When she’s ready to make the next move, her eyes will linger on the other person’s lips, but she won’t move until they say they want her to.

Leon: They almost never initiate flirting, they wait to be approached first. Good-natured arguments are considered flirting to them, and they don't dish out many compliments unless its genuine because they don’t feel like it otherwise, which is charming to some, annoying to others—they sit solidly in the middle and they’re happy with it. They are drawn to people who can match their bastard energy or who are at least not bothered by it.

Saoirse: They are generally (JC is an outlier and shall not be counted) perceived as mildly disturbing at best so not really? However, they are good at mimicking behaviors humans do to charm others so they tend to resort to that, like complimenting the object of their attention, making sure to converse with and listen to them.

S. Secret: Is your character good at communicating using nonverbal mannerisms? Do they have any “secret gestures” with other characters? If so, what?

Jacqui + Rodrigo: Putting these two together because, well, the answer is the same for both of them. While Rodrigo is considerably more expressive than Jacqui is, the two of them can have completely nonverbal conversations any time. This usually translates to things like rolling their eyes, raising eyebrows, making signals with their hands, and so on.

They can both also communicate this way with Dimitri, Jade, and Laila (though since Laila is mute, all of her communication is through sign).

U. Untrue: Is there something your character always does when they’re lying? Have any other characters realized this?

When he was much, much younger, Syd's overconfident attitude would give him away when he lied, but as he's almost always lying, he grew out of it and now it is next to impossible to know he is lying—even if you have magic that can decipher lies, because there is a charm over him put there by Drago that keeps anyone from magically discovering his true intentions. Drago is the only person who can tell when he's lying, though it is hard for him as well.

[leverage-ot3]

notable moments from The Three Days of The Hunter Job

leverage 2.05

hunt for the truth = fox news

you can’t change my mind, sorry

- - - - -

Nate: Here's what we can do. We can probably get you enough money to save the house and pay for medical bills--

Sarah: We aren't interested in money, Mr. Ford. This woman took my father's self-esteem. She took his reputation. She took his good name. That's what he needs back.

someone needs to make a compilation of their clients being noble as hell

- - - - -

Sophie: I wanna take the lead on this one. I wanna do what you do.

Nate: Yeah, listen, I know breakups can be very difficult, Sophie.

Sophie: Whoa. No, that's not what this is about.

Nate: I know that you have this need to be in control right now, you know.

Sophie: I don't have any such need.

Nate: But you can't project that onto the con.

Sophie: Excuse me? This, coming from the man who spent an entire year drunk, working out his obsessive vengeance on every dimwit in a suit who happened to cross our line of vision.

Nate: Hey, you put some thought into that one, didn't you?

Sophie: You know, I'm not tryin' to control the universe just because some guy dumped me. I-I appreciate the concern. I just, I need a new challenge.

Nate: Okay. (hands Sophie the files) This is your job.

Sophie: Thanks. Now, let's go get this bitch. (walks away)

Nate: Oh, boy

fucking get rekt nate you’re the literal last one to talk

- - - - -

huh nate is wearing flannel in this one

- - - - -

Sophie: Exactly. And then to protect themselves, they issue an apology to Mr. Pennington and then they throw Monica Hunter into the jaws of the very media machine that she bent to her own malicious will.

Parker: Wow. I gotta say, Sophie's briefings are much more dramatic.

Eliot: And poetic.

parker and eliot are cute

- - - - -

Sophie: But we can sell a story that commands respect. A story that she's gonna chase to get the respect she craves. Hm? Pack your bags, everyone. We're going to D.C. to make news.

(everyone continues sitting, looking uncomfortable)

Nate: That's when you wanna...

Sophie: I wanna do that bit again. Pack your bags, everyone. We're going to D.C. to make news. (leaves room)

Nate: She's walking into the closet

SOPHIE ITS OKAY YOU DONT NEED TO GO IN THE CLOSET

- - - - -

Parker: I got the pass. Easy.

Sophie: Parker, we went over this.

[Exterior Studio]

Sophie: You're not supposed to take it. Get caught with it.

Parker: I don't know how to get caught.

Sophie: Yeah, I know it's difficult to steal badly. Just, just try

- - - - -

Monica (grabs Parker): Hey. Hey. I will have you arrested for trespassing if you do not tell me what you are doing here.

Parker: Technically, you can't have me arrested for trespassing because you don't own the station.

Sophie: Parker, tell her the story

parker: TRY ME BITCH

- - - - -

hardison doing crazy tinfoil hat guy is iconic

+ parker and hardison’s high five and “that’s what I’m talkin about!” ADORABLE

- - - - -

Parker: Eliot, these conspiracies aren't real, right?

Eliot: What do you mean?

Parker: Like that one over there that says all the major wars of the past 50 years were ordered by members of The Council.

Eliot: Parker, I'm not at liberty to discuss that with you. (walks away)

Parker: You're not a member of The Council, are you? Eliot? Is he?

Nate: Oh, I don't know. (walks away)

Parker: Huh? Uh, Nate, is he?

parker looked so vulnerable asking it and eliot’s just like,,, imma fuck with her LMFAO

also this is another chaotic ot3 scene that I’d die for

- - - - -

eliot taking the general’s id with his pencil and handing it off to hardison? SMOOTH AS FUCK

- - - - -

Parker: But what if he won't talk to us?

Monica: Then we celebrate.

Parker: Celebrate?

Monica: Denial means guilt. Refusal means more guilt. Punch out my cameraman, and I'll kiss you on the mouth.

Camera Man: Mm-hm.

parker: 👀👀👀

- - - - -

parker gets hit with a car ,,, how many times in this series does she get hit with a car ??

- - - - -

monica’s face when she sees parker get hit by a car is LITERALLY the exact same as the surprised pikachu face

+

bruh imagine you see this happening ,,, like a girl get hit by a car, a suit running out, grabbing stuff of her body, then running away ???

her playing dead on the ground for a hot minute before “waking up”, dusting herself off and walking away ???

- - - - -

Hardison: Move. Don't stop. Come on.

Monica: They ran her over.

Hardison: I know, but we gotta go. Security cameras, the ATM cameras, the traffic cameras. We're always being watched. Just put your head down. Act natural.

Monica: Why are you dressed like a mailman?

Hardison: Invisible man, mailman, nobody notices the mailman. He blends right in. Just like a circus clown.

- - - - -

Parker: We totally went to the moon.

Eliot: Movie sets. I've seen 'em. They're outside of Albuquerque.

Parker: Why would there still be sets there?

Eliot: Because they're gonna reuse 'em for the Mars mission. Repaint it all red.

her bumping shoulders with eliot and leaning on him? the casual intimacy that nourishes my S O U L

- - - - -

Sophie: She has to have corroboration from her own sources. She has to craft the narrative. Monica Hunter has to be the author of her own personal nightmare.

Nate: Do I sound that creepy when I...?

Eliot: Hell yes.

Parker: Mm-hm.

Nate: Really?

Eliot: You do

- - - - -

Sophie: The only question is whether Hardison guessed her sources right.

Hardison: G-guess? Guess?

Sophie: Well, you know.

Hardison: Woman, my name Alec Hardison. I do not guess, OK? Look, journalists, they're lazy. They always go back to the same sources. I compared Monica Hunter's stories for the last ten years and created a heuristic model based on her sources. I-I filtered by story type, priority and evidentiary chain. Look, (pulls up info on laptop) sex scandal: 87 percent chance she goes to these sources. Serial killer scare: 90 percent she contacts these sources for confirmation. Government secrets and health scare intersects: Ninety-five percent chance she goes to these sources. Look, look. Right there. She's emailing them right now. Look.

- - - - -

Hardison: Get me out of here.

Sophie: Yeah, I'm working on it.

Parker (comes out of back room pulling on jacket): I'm on it.

Sophie: No, no, no, no, no, you cannot go. You're dead. Monica Hunter sees you and the whole con is blown.

Parker: Right

PARKER WAS R E A D Y TO GO IN AFTER HIM WE LOVE A PROTECTIVE OT3

- - - - -

Hardison: Damn the con. I'm a black man caught on an Army base with a video camera. I am going to jail forever.

the realest part of the show

- - - - -

Hardison: Eliot, get me everything you can on a Lieutenant Abbot.

[Apartment]

Hardison: Just-just do what I taught you.

Eliot (typing on laptop): Now, the "http" thing comes before—

[Interrogation Room 2]

Eliot: --the "www-dot," right?

Hardison: Eliot!

[Apartment]

Eliot: Which one's the forward slash?

Sophie: Oh, come on.

[Interrogation Room 2]

Hardison: It ain't the time, Eliot. It ain't the time.

[Apartment]

Eliot: It's not fun when you're hanging out there in the wind and there's a dude behind a laptop cracking jokes, is there?

Parker: (holding a gas mask over her face before looking over it) I like it when we switch jobs. It's exciting

someone PLEASE make an eliot-being-bad-at-technology compilation I’m begging

also it’s officially canon that hardison tries teaching eliot about technology

- - - - -

Eliot: No, that's everything on this guy.

Lieutenant: Sir, I need to know why you're on this base.

Hardison: Yes. Why am I on this base?

Lieutenant: I'm asking you.

Hardison: No, I'm asking you. Why am I on this base? Why am I in this room?

Lieutenant: So I can ask you questions.

Hardison: Or maybe it's so I can ask you questions, Lieutenant Kyle Abbot, Social Security 823-24-6270?

Lieutenant: I don't know what you're up to.

Hardison: Maybe you’re not cleared to know. Two disciplinary actions? That one in Germany? Maybe you're just too much of a security risk.

(lieutenant goes to leave and Hardison slams his fist on the table)

Hardison: Did I say you could leave?

(lieutenant swallows nervously)

T H I S

S C E N E

T H O

- - - - -

[Army Base Gate]

Nate: Not gonna work.

Eliot: It's all in the salute, man.

[Apartment]

Sophie: Just work the stars and bars. Nobody wants to--

[Army Base Gate]

(a soldier moves to the side of the car and leans in, saluting Nate)

Sophie: --look a general in the eye.

Nate: Uh, good form soldier. As you were.

Soldier: Clear.

(the gate goes up and Nate pulls into the base, parking near a building. He gets out of the car and walks toward the door)

- - - - -

Nate: We hunt for the truth through many dark places. (approaches Monica menacingly) I am a patriot, Ms. Hunter. I'm sorry. (to Eliot) Earl.

(Monica takes a can of pepper spray from her purse and sprays it in Nate’s face, driving him back. She runs out the door as he groans in pain. Eliot goes to pat his back)

Eliot: Good thing Parker switched that with water.

Nate: Didn't! Didn't switch. (they both start coughing)

LMFAO

- - - - -

Monica: My friends, this is the enemy. Our water has been poisoned.

(an aide spits out a mouthful of water)

JFNSKDKEJWJNFJ

- - - - -

(Eliot is cutting vegetables while Nate opens a bottle of wine and Hardison swirls orange soda in a wine glass)

hardison is literally swirling his neon orange soda in a wine glass as eliot cooks actual food for the fam I CANNOT

- - - - -

Parker (holds up photo): Loch Ness Monster.

Hardison: Loch Ness submarine.

Parker: No!

Eliot: Scottish waters are cold and deep. It's a perfect place to test.

Parker (holds up photo): Area 51.

Eliot: True.

Hardison: False.

Eliot: That's true.

Hardison: False. She said Area 51, 51.

Eliot: I'm sorry. False. Area 52.

Hardison: Been there.

Eliot: Yep

I’m crying the ot3 was top tier chaotic this entire episode and parker was having A Time™ with all these conspiracies

someone make a compilation of these scenes overlayed with the wii music. pls.

[heloisedaphnebrightmore]

L&L - Chapter 5. Let yourself go [Alec Lightwood x Reader]

Title: Love and Leather - Chapter 5. Let yourself go  ➔ Chapter 6. Here! Pairing: Alec Lightwood x Female!Reader Published: 23 June, 2020 Author: Heloise Daphne Brightmore Love and Leather Masterlist | Masterlists

You turned away and walked up to the bartender to ask for another glass.

"Hey." You tried to get his attention as he was making someone else's drink. As it was a private party, there were some people you have not known or seen before, but it wasn't packed as much as in the main venue. The bartender turned around as quick as possible and appeared in front of you as fast as speed of light. You even took a step back, as you didn't expect it.

"Can I help you?" He asked grinning happily and you just couldn't stop yourself from returning it.

"Is there any way to stop my friend over there" You pointed at Magnus. "from refilling my glass, without my knowledge?" You asked and the bartender seemed to start thinking hard. Seconds later he took a glass off the shelves and with some purple smoke coming out of his hand, he has given the glass to you. "I'm assuming you are a warlock then." You stated the very obvious.

"Still in training, but indeed." He answered proudly. "And this way Magnus will not be able to use magic on your glass, so please let me know if you need a refill." He smirked and you let your lips curve into a smile too.

"Will do." You replied. However as you were about to walk away, he stopped you.

"May I ask your name? Of course only if I'm not stepping over any boundaries." His gentle tone made you think, but soon gave in.

"Y/N." You said and walked back to your friends. However you felt a very strange feeling and when you looked at Alec, he seemed to be very unhappy. You decided to join his company. You slowly walked up to him and took a seat next to him on the antique couch. He seemed to be taken aback for a second, but then quickly rearranged his emotions.

"Hello Handsome." You teased, but he just rolled his eyes. "You don't seem to be in a good mood today." You stated.

"I'm fine." He said briefly, not even looking your way.

"I didn't say you were not fine, I said you seemed moody." You corrected him. "What seems to be the problem, of the most handsome man I know?" You continued teasing him, but he didn't seem to care.

"Please, I don't have energy for this now." He said while leaning back into the couch.

"Fine, got you. So why are you in a bad mood today, then?" You asked putting aside your seemingly annoying behaviour.

"Nothing. Honestly." He replied sighing.

"Well, I'm not your parabatai and I'm not even your best friend, but I do know you enough to realise, something is not right. So if you want me to stop asking, then say that, but don't keep saying that you are fine, and there's nothing on your mind, when it clearly isn't true." You lectured him and he just rolled his eyes once more.

"So would you stop asking me if I told you that I didn't want to talk about my problem?" He asked genuinely and you gave it a thought.

"Nop-p." You popped the p and let out a chuckle. "But at least you tried." You grinned at him.

"Why did I even try?" He asked talking to himself, but you answered anyway.

"Because you still trust me. Oh, how many times did I tell you not to." You laughed it off.

"I clearly am not a quick learner." He said meanwhile a small smirk started appearing on the corner of his lips.

"Look, look..." You pointed at his face. "did I just see you almost smile?" You questioned, but he just rolled his eyes once again. It seemed to be one of his favourite habits.

"Very funny, Y/N. Very funny." You ignored his annoyed tone and grinned at him.

"My humour is my charm." You stated while chuckling, but his opposing cough made you think otherwise. "Hey, stop being evil." You pushed on his shoulder. "At least I have a sense of humour. You are always so grumpy, that I feel the need to kick your ass to make you realise that you should have some fun."

"Y/N." The way he called your name rolled off of his tongue so easily. You loved when he repeatedly said your name, whether out of anger or happiness. You always felt a slight ticklish feeling running through your body. "We are Shadowhunters. There is nothing fun about what we are doing. We have to take our job seriously." He continued. "If we just joke around and lose focus, we will make mistakes." You didn't know what to think. You were thinking of slapping him on the back of his head, but you decided to turn to words instead.

"Can you please look around?" You asked and he actually followed your request. "When we are out there fighting, I completely understand your view. However we have to release the stress at some point. You can't keep being serious all the time, because you will miss out on good things. You will miss out on life, Alec." You explained passionately. "Of course, we always have to be ready to fight. We could be attacked even in the least expected moment, but it doesn't mean you can't let yourself go a bit. That's why we are here." You placed your hand on his shoulder reassuringly. "When I let myself go and I tend to overstep the line quite often," You admitted. "I would expect you to make sure I'm getting back to the institute in one piece. Because I trust you. So if you need to release the stress and just turn yourself off even for an hour, we are here to help you. We are not only your team on the field. We are your team in life as well. We are friends for a reason." Your powerful words must have found their way to the eldest Lightwood as he gently smiled at your monologue.

"I will think about it." He said, but you knew he was genuine.

"That's enough for me." You smiled at him and felt like losing yourself in his shining blue eyes. You didn't want to turn away, you didn't want to think about anything. You just wanted to look him in the eyes and give all your attention to him. It seemed like eternity while you were looking in each other's eyes and you were surprised Alec didn't turn his head. Mostly when you tried to keep an eye contact with him, he turned away and found something to concentrate his attention on, or simply looked anywhere but at you. This time it was different. It's given you hope, that Magnus might have been right. That he might have really learned something through the years. You wished to be closer to Alec, but you knew how hard it was to get through to him and you were simply happy that he could finally just look at you.

Only you.

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