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vanteguccir · 1 year ago

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤVOGUE BEAUTY * CHRIS STURNIOLO

SUMMARY　::　where the world-famous actress and model, Y/N, is invited by Vogue to record a video of her Beauty Secrets, but during the recording, Chris, her boyfriend, decides to make a brief appearance.

FEATURING　Chris Sturniolo x famous!reader　REQUESTED?　no.

WARNINGS　::　none.

AUTHOR'S NOTE　::　that is my work, I DON'T authorize any form of plagiarism; copy, "inspiration" or translation! | english isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

The golden sun peeked through the silk curtains, illuminating Y/N's spacious marble bathroom. She was at home in her luxurious suite, ready to share her beauty secrets with the world.

A few days ago, Y/N was busy organizing her appointments when an email with the iconic Vogue logo caught her attention. With a mix of curiosity and anticipation, she opened the message to discover that Vogue was interested in featuring her in its exclusive beauty video series, Vogue Beauty Secrets.

The news filled her with excitement and pride. As one of the most in-demand models of the moment, walking on runways for renowned brands like Gucci and being a regular in the pages of Vogue itself, Y/N was already a familiar presence in the fashion industry. However, the invitation to share her beauty secrets with the Vogue audience represented an exciting opportunity to connect on an even deeper level with her fans and followers.

As Y/N prepared to start recording the video, she could hear the distant sound of laughter and the distinctive hum of video games coming from the next room. Her boyfriend, Chris, was immersed in one of his thousands of games, completely absorbed by the virtual world.

With a captivating smile, the girl waves to the camera with her left hand, starting the recording. Her long hair falls like a silken waterfall as she approaches the dressing table adorned with high-quality beauty products.

"Hi, guys! It's Y/N here." She greets enthusiastically, her smile stretching across her face as her right hand lifts slightly, showing the white mug full of fresh brewed coffee. "And I'm back on my favorite channel. Today is a very special day because I'm sharing my beauty secrets with you!"

With grace and elegance, Y/N begins her skincare routine, explaining each step in meticulous detail. She gently applies a gentle cleanser, massaging it into her skin in circular motions while commenting on the latest happenings in the fashion world.

"You know, being on the cover of Vogue for the fifth time is an honor." She shares casually. "But it's also a reminder of how much hard work and dedication it takes to get there. I remember when I was just a 10-year-old kid walking down the hallway at home in my mom's heels."

While applying a refreshing toner, Y/N describes how she likes to take care of her skin to keep it radiant and flawless, even under the relentless camera spotlight.

"It's all about consistency and finding what works for you." The girl advises gently, looking directly into the camera with confidence. "And never underestimate the power of drinking lots of water and getting enough sleep!"

With one fluid movement, Y/N moves on to the next step: makeup. She carefully selects her favorite products, explaining the reasoning behind each choice as she applies them with masterful skill.

"My makeup philosophy is simple: enhance natural beauty." She explains, delicately tracing her eyebrows with a pencil in the tone of her natural hair. "It’s all about enhancing, not transforming."

Y/N lowered her head slightly, her right hand hovering over her laid out products before her index finger and thumb fished out her Dior blush.

"This one is Dior Backstage Rosy Glow Blush. It's super beautiful and gives you, like, baby pink glow. I'm literally obsessed!" The girl opens the small packaging, momentarily showing the pink powder to the lens before applying it delicately to the apples of her cheeks with a white brush. "I used to use really heavy blush when I was in school." Y/N confesses, laughing. "My face looked like a paint palette! Chris said it also looked like I had sunbathed for hours without sunscreen. But over time, I learned the art of subtlety."

As she continued to expertly apply her makeup, focusing on the smooth strokes and precise touches, a noise at the bathroom door broke her focus. With a surprised sigh, she saw through the mirror her boyfriend entered the spacious room with a frustrated expression on his face.

"Fucking hell!" He grumbled under his breath, muttering curses as he ran a hand through his disheveled hair.

Y/N couldn't help but laugh softly at the sight of him, knowing he was dealing with another loss in his game against Nick and Matt.

"Having some trouble, babe?" She asked playfully, turning her face slightly towards him and giving him an amused look as she continued to apply her makeup.

Chris let out a heavy sigh and walked with quick steps toward her, looking over Y/N's shoulder to see what she was doing. His eyes widened in surprise as he noticed the strategically placed recording camera before turning towards his girl with raised eyebrows.

"Wow, wait!" The boy exclaimed, excitement clear in his voice. "Are you recording a video?"

Y/N nodded, smiling as she explained about Vogue's invitation and the opportunity to share her beauty secrets with the world, her hands gently closing the packaging of the blush before putting it away in its original place.

Chris watched with admiration her animated features as she talked and her hands moving her favorite products - which he had already memorized, him himself buying many of them for her everytime he passed by Sephora -, his eyes shining with pride.

"That's so cool, baby!" He exclaimed, smiling big and wrapping an arm around her waist, moving so that he was more centered inside the lens's frame and clinging to his girl. "You're amazing, you know that?"

"If your intention is to make me blush, it will be impossible under those layers of blush." Y/N intervened, raising her right hand with her palm facing him, rolling her eyes playfully in an attempt to feign annoyance, but the minimal smile on her face said otherwise. "Do you want to stay here? With me."

"Can I?" Chris widened his eyes comically, turning abruptly to her, feeling elated.

"Of course you can, honey!" Y/N couldn't help but laugh at Chris's excitement, nodding with a smile. "Welcome to my world of beauty." She opened her arms in an exaggerated gesture of welcome, receiving a nasal laugh in response.

As she resumed her makeup, explaining the next steps in detail, Chris watched with interest, asking questions and showing genuine interest in the entire process, a childish and euphoric aura surrounding his body.

As Y/N picked up her favorite mascara and began to explain in detail about the brand and its incredible formula that provided volume and length without clumping, Chris's eyes traveled between the product - which he already knew very well - and her concentrated expression. He could see the passion in his girlfriend's eyes as she talked about her beauty rites, and this only increased his admiration for her, an involuntary smile resting on his face.

Then, when Y/N was about to apply the mascara, the boy gently stepped forward, extending his hands, stopping her movements. The girl raised her eyes to him, a confused expression hovering over them before noticing what he wanted to do after watching Chris take the product from her hands.

That wasn't unusual between them; Over the three years of their relationship, Chris had become skilled at some specific makeup steps, helping his girlfriend on several occasions.

"Can I?" He asked softly, holding the mascara in her eyes level.

Y/N smiled, feeling grateful for her boyfriend's affectionate gesture, throwing a wink in the direction of the camera before turning her body slightly to the side, so that her face was still visible to the lens and that Chris could see her completely.

"Please, go ahead, baby." She finally replied, her eyes shining with tenderness as she watched Chris move closer, wanting to put himself in an easy position for both of them, without running the risk of smudging his work.

With skill and care, Chris began to apply the mascara to Y/N's long, naturally curled lashes, following the precise movements he had observed she doing so many times. He furrowed his eyebrows in a serious expression, determined to do an impeccable job, his tongue lolling out of his lips in concentration.

"Chris and I have an interesting ritual. For as long as I can remember, I've always been very careful about the way I look, and that didn't change after I started dating Chris, and much less when we started actively going to each other's houses." Y/N explained softly, without moving her lips too much with the intention of not making him smudge his work. "And Chris, being the adorably clingy boyfriend that he is, would spend hours in the bathroom with me while I was trying out new makeup or getting ready to go out. He would just sit on the closed toilet seat and watch me for minutes on end."

"How could I not look at a work of art as perfect as you?" The boy interrupted her, shooting off his sentence before an involuntary smirk appeared on his lips, feeling the skin of her right cheek burn against his own hand.

"And then, one day, he asked to do my makeup, but before I explained the function of each product." Y/N quickly resumed her train of thought, ignoring her boyfriend's flirting. "And over time, every time we go out together, he asks to help me, or just to watch me doing my skin routine."

"Sharing these intimate moments with you is the best part of my daily routine." The brunette said softly, his tone low with the intention of only his girlfriend hearing, his eyes meeting hers tenderly.

Y/N quickly pressed her lips into a thin line, feeling her neck and cheeks burn even more in shyness, her right hand moving up his body, caressing his covered hip lightly with her fingers in ghost touches.

When he was finished, Chris stood back with a triumphant smile, admiring his work with pride. Y/N turned around, facing the camera and the mirror completely, observing her own reflection for a few seconds, impressed with the result. Her lashes were perfectly defined and voluminous, exactly how she liked them.

"Wow, you're getting better at this!" Y/N exclaimed, approaching her face to the camera slightly, blinking repeatedly, wanting the lens to capture her boyfriend's perfect work. "Thank you, my love."

Chris smiled excitedly, happy to have made Y/N feel even more pretty, his hands returning to their previous place on her waist.

"Vogue, please, get Chris to do the next episode of Vogue Beauty Secrets."

extra - comments:

"petition for Chris and Y/N to start posting makeup videos together ✏️📄"

"I never thought I would see Chris knowing about makeup, much less doing someone's makeup 😭"

"this is the cutest thing I've ever seen in my entire life 😔✋🏻"

"I need a boyfriend like Chris, who does my makeup every day 🙏🏻"

"Chris is the true meaning of acts of service 🥺"

"couple goals fr 🤞🏻"

"Chris is to blame for my standard being so high 😫"

"get someone that looks at you like Chris looks at Y/N while she puts on makeup 🤭"

“okay, but can we talk about Y/N’s flawless skin? I'm jealous 😫”

"Y/N's makeup >>>>>"

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dessarchive · 3 months ago

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now introducing the future of music and entertainment, endless options of sound (eos)

eos is an app that i script into most of my drs. i got inspired to create it after coming across a video on youtube of someone re-designing spotifys UI. i’ve used spotify, apple music, amazon music, youtube music, and many more music streaming services and none of them ever lived up to my expectations, so i thought why not create what i’ve always wanted? i took a long hard look at all of the features i wish the current apps had and put them all into one. i posted about it before on my previous account but didn’t go into the actual details much. it started as a music streaming app when it was launched but became much more than that. it’s one of my favorite parts of my drs because i’m an avid music listener and the features are to die for. eos is the only music streaming app in my drs. i also have a ceo dr where i’m the ceo of it because this app has basically become my child!!! anyways here’s what i have after working on it for months!

eos was launched on october 31, 2001 by robyn fenty (she’s older LMAO) and aliyah haughton. the app immediately gained popularity as the first and only music streaming service. it was created as a space where everyone could enjoy music. years later it implemented audiobooks, podcasts, music videos, interviews, merch, and concert tickets. it stands out with its flawless performance that never crashes or has bugs, its exceptional algorithm for fresh experiences each playtime, and its features like eosoulmates that connects users through shared music tastes.

lyrics and subtitles are always available in any language desired by the user and the platform includes organization like no other. exclusive presale codes are able for top listeners of specific artists because the app has its own ticketing system. eos is free for all users as the founders wanted to make a space to unify people during life’s challenge. to maintain this while making sure artists are fairly paid, revenue is generated through a share of concert ticket and merchandise sales, in-app donations directly supporting artists, non-intrusive sponsorships and partnerships, and grants from philanthropic organizations. this guarantees that eos stays true to making music accessible while supporting creators and users globally.

to expand on existing sounds of music and entertainment, the service implemented dolby atmos to its highest quality with no extra price to artists for using it.

eos also features eos karaoke: sing it your way. within this are lyrics that are displayed in perfect sync with customizable highlighting options, while users can adjust the original vocals (mute, reduce, or add harmonies) for a personalized performance. advanced pitch tracking gives real-time feedback, along with timing guides and a practice mode for perfecting songs. voice effects like reverb, autotune, and fun filters are available to take things to a higher level or have fun with friends and family. dual-screen mode connects to tvs for party setups and users can enjoy duets with friends or group singing for up to 10 people. karaoke playlists are curated based on mood, listening habits, or vocal range. sessions can be recorded and shared with friends or on social media. a scoring system with feedback helps users improve their singing while earning fun badges. eos karaoke also offers live virtual karaoke rooms, offline mode for downloaded tracks, and customizable themes for lyric screens and backgrounds. a special kid-friendly mode ensures the fun for all age groups.

eos allows music and entertainment to be accessible, fun, and, immersive to everyone.

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popcultureoverdosed · 5 months ago

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Reverse 1999- The Avant-Garde Rpg

R1999 is in many regards an Avant-Garde take on the gacha game genre. Everything from it's presentation to story telling is in stark contrast to its comptemporaries. Like many other fans, my first introduction to the game was the iconic trailer that came out prior to the global release. I was watching a random YouTube video when suddenly an ad pops up. I normally skip ads as soon as possible, but this one caught my attention immediately. All the R1999 trailers have a bombastic cinematic style that makes viewers feel like they're watching movie. Hearing Vertin talk cryptically about " the storm" while dramatic music played in the background made me curious just what exactly this game was about. Interlaced with all of that were images of a little girl in a tattered red dress sadistically shooting people and... a talking red apple? I knew right then that this game was something else.

When first playing the game, players slowly start to learn about an apocalyptic event refered to as the storm which erases entire eras of history. Those caught in the storm are wiped from existence. Humanity's only hope is the St Pavlov Foundation and their Arcanist agents. Opposing them is a group of Arcanist terrorists called Manus Vindictae who wish to use the Storm to serve their agenda. It takes a while for the story to build up steam.

The beginning of the story is hard to follow due to how vague and cryptically it's told. A lot of terminology is used that players won't understand until later. Once the plot begins the thicken, players are presented with a surealist supernatural mystery conspiracy thriller unlike anything you've seen before. The story is intricately written and brings up a lot of historical and scientific concepts along the way. It's not the kind of story you can just speedrun through to get to the gameplay. Each chapter segment is fairly long and dense with information. It's honestly like playing a visual novel rather than an rpg. I'm not complaining though. I've been gripped by the lore since day one and I never know what these writers are cooking up next.

The best part of the game for me is the character roster. It's can't be exaggerated just how unique the characters are. What other game has living scarecrows, a mini UFO, a girl who hiccups balloons and a sapient piece of glass as playable characters? Its clear that just about anything can be an Arcanist in this world. I thought having inanimate objects be characters was weird at first, but I soon grew to love the idea. It was just too ludicrous not to enjoy. I also love how tastefully the female characters are drawn. Everyone either wears time period appropriate casual clothes or the most ornate pimped out dresses you've ever seen. The character designs are conservative yet stylish, creating incredibly rememberable units. These beautiful appearances are complimented by eccentric personalities. All Arcanists have their little quirks that make them endearing. They're strange people living in an even stranger world.

The true cherry on top on all of this is the stellar voice acting. The cast is composed of characters from all over the world and the voice cast reflects this. Most of the voice actors share the same nationality/ethnicity as their character which gives their performance an authentic edge. The large variety of accents makes the world feel alive with personality. In a market where usually only the most high profile gacha games bother with English dubs, it's refreshing to see the producers put so much passion into the voice overs.

In terms of art and presentation, R1999 knocks it out of the park once again. The insight 2 character portraits are immaculately drawn and bursting with details. The background art for the story section is also drawn with enough depth to get players immersed in the setting. The live 2d models help spice things up a bit instead of having to look at a still image the entire time.

Reverse 1999 isn't just some game to pass the time with. it's a clear labor of love for everyone who worked on it. It's always a pleasure to play a game where the devs are passionate about their creation.

#reverse 1999 #review #game review #mobile games #gacha games #bluepoch #rpg #video games

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eggluverz · 2 years ago

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halloween with the hsr boys

pairing: dan heng; jing yuan; blade x reader

sof's note: guess who is in a halloweeny mood :> meee! and i'm sure a lot of y'all are as well so let's bask in these autumn vibes together LOL special shoutout to the anon who suggested dan heng would watch like 15 vids before he carves a pumpkin fhsjkghdf that is so accurate <3 pls enjoy and happy fall!!

dan heng

not big on the spooky parts of halloween, but he loves getting in the halloween/autumn spirit by watching twitches and halloween town with you

you host a pumpkin carving contest on halloween eve between the two of you and dan heng 100% takes it seriously

days of prep before the big night, hours of youtube videos in his history… he even reads up on the origins of pumpkin carving—just to be fully immersed and prepared

when the time comes, dan heng has his tools lined up in the most efficient order as he readies himself to make his design

he, of course, wanted to carve a tree with maple leaves falling in the night sky

you stare at his template with wide eyes, quickly scrapping your happy face idea to think of something more creative…

noticing this, dan heng chuckles in amusement. “you don’t have to change your design to match mine”

you shake your head. “and risk losing the competition? no way”

“then may the best carver win”

when the two of you are done, you take a photo and send to your friends to vote

it was a close call, but dan heng ends up winning by two votes

“maybe i should’ve joined your pumpkin carving research…” you pout, staring between your finished product and his

“there’s always next year,” dan heng soothes, giving you a hug. “besides, you’re always the winner in my eyes.”

jing yuan

he would make all the pies for you

pumpkin pie, pecan pie, apple pie, sweet potato pie, apple crumble pie…you name it

he doesn’t even know how to make pie he just googled a bunch of recipes and winged it

you think something tastes off but you try to encourage him anyway

of course, jing yuan sees right through it

“it‘s not that i don’t like your baking, i really do, but i may have some suggestions for the future…”

“there is no need to sugarcoat your distaste, y/n,” he says with a laugh. “we can redo them together.”

the pies turn out even better the next time

the two of you end up picking up pie making as your fall-time hobby this year and bake pie for all your friends

he tries to make a mimi-safe pie as well

mimi hates it (pumpkin spice is not good on the lion’s tongue)

but you think the effort is cute :>

he ends halloween night off by sharing a yummy slice of apple crumble pie with whipped cream on top with you

“so sweet!” you state happily as he feeds you the first bite.

jing yuan leans forward and smiles. “not as sweet as you”

blade

goes all in for halloween

is dead instead most of the year, comes to life for the halloween spirit

he likes to decorate the house with you, even making a mini “haunted maze” in the driveway for the trick-or-treaters

accidentally makes a kid cry in it…

really, he just went in the maze to do a quick maintenance check, but he looked so menacing in his costume that a kid saw him and started crying

blade is too confused about what happened to feel bad

you give the kid extra candy and apologize to their parents while stifling a laugh at blade’s blank expression

“i didn’t even say ‘boo’,” he murmurs curiously.

you just pat him on the head and give him a kiss on the cheek

after the trick-or-treat shenanigans, you and blade relax and unwind on the comfort of your couch

his definition of unwinding on halloween is watching old horror movies

[or, if you cannot handle horror like me: he watches the barbie movies with you to help you take your mind off the halloween scares and go to sleep :3]

you cuddle him as you doze off while eating leftover halloween candy

blade carries you to bed and tucks you in for the night bc you deserve a good night’s rest <3

#dan heng x reader #jing yuan x reader #blade x reader #hsr blade x reader #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #dan heng #hsr imagines #hsr headcanons #jing yuan #hsr blade #hsr

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gyuvision · 1 year ago

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i need to know if you’ve seen that video of gyuvin splitting an apple with his bare hands and your thoughts!!! IM INSANE RN

STOPP IVE BEEN THINKING AB IT FOR LITERALLY AN HR😭😭😭 [cw; fingering, hand kink..?(idk what its called)]

thinking ab bf!gyuvin who’d be so immersed in some new show on netflix, he wouldn’t even realize how intensely you were staring at his hands when he gripped the remote, forgetting about the plate of apples lying between you both. only when you slide the plate over and move closer to him to rest your head on his shoulder would he realize your gaze. “something you wanna tell me baby?” he’d grin, moving to wrap his free arm around your waist. “its pretty..” “what is?” “your hands..” you mumble, slowly bringing a hand up to trace his arm muscles. and you werent lying, his hands really were pretty. with his veins running up and down, the bones visible (did that make sense??).

after watching him pull apart that apple for you earlier, with his muscles bulging, all you could think about were his hands.

he’d take the plate and set it on the side table. then gyuvin would have you sitting in between his legs while he had his fingers working on your clit, prodding at your entrance before letting them sink in. gyuvin would watch intently how his fingers disappear then reappear from your cunt as you drip onto the couch. he smiles when he hears your mewls, speeding up the pace of his thrusts as your thighs begin to shake, before he helps you ride out your high.

“youre so pretty like this..” he’d coo, tilting his head to the side when you’d suck your slick off his fingers.

“think we could finish the show when im in between your thighs?”

#gyuvision #riris anons ❀ ☕️#gyuvision - zb1 #riris inbox <3 #gyuvin smut #kim gyuvin #gyuvin x reader #zb1 smut #zb1 x reader #zerobaseone smut #zerobaseone x reader #gyuvin hard hours

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makingfanfictionstosleep · 15 hours ago

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defying fate

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CHAPTER 8 : PROJECT LUMIERE (PT2)

Caleb came home a couple of days later.

Meanwhile, life continued, a balance of duty and a simmering undercurrent of urgency.

Sylus was out, immersed in his duties as the stoic leader of Onychinus, currently on a mission to strike a deal with one of the top guns in N109 zone, probably with Luke and Kieran at his side.

Before he left, he’d warned you to strictly avoid overfeeding his greedy crow, Mephisto, reminding you that it was difficult to put it on a diet "again," a pointed memory of that one incident where you were too enthusiastic with treats, having learned it was the best way to make the cunning bird your ally.

The bird couldn't fly high for days and Sylus was trying to decide whether he'd be annoyed with you and Mephisto or amused because you managed to make the damn bird your ally.

It had a round and fluffy belly for days, like a fluffy ball of feathers.

Rafayel was likely deep in his art studio, probably arguing with an exasperated Thomas, who was undoubtedly doing his best to convince the famous and elusive artist to grace one of his art galas.

You knew Rafayel hated those exhibits unless he could extract something of value from them—possibly a scoop or intel about Lemuria or EVER.

Other than that, he was utterly disgusted with humans and their greedy tendencies.

Zayne was home with you today, a rare, quiet day spent chilling.

You were carefully making one of those apple pies Caleb loved, the sweet scent already beginning to waft through the air. You knew he was coming home today, and you wanted to welcome him with something comforting, something familiar.

As soon as Caleb dropped his bag on the ground, a loud thud echoing through the quiet house, you immediately beamed, a pure, unadulterated joy bubbling up inside you. You launched yourself at him, flinging your entire weight, and, as always, he caught you with effortless strength in his arms, a rock-solid anchor.

You gave him a giddy, unthinking kiss on the lips, a burst of affection he melted right into.

"Miss me, pipsqueak?" he rumbled, his voice a playful, smooth balm that instantly eased the lingering tension in your shoulders. You buried your face against his neck, inhaling his familiar scent – gunpowder, fresh air, and something uniquely Caleb.

"I did," you mumbled, a little breathless. "Those video calls weren't enough. I missed you too bad, Caleb."

Zayne greeted him casually from the kitchen doorway, a faint smile on his lips, and Caleb gave him a playful, almost sarcastic greeting in return. The two exchanged familiar, harmless banters, a rhythm they had perfected since you were all younger, a strange but comforting display of their peculiar friendship.

Caleb inhaled deeply, his nose twitching as he caught the scent of the apple pies baking in the oven.

"Mmm, someone seems to have been expecting me home," he teased, his grin widening.

Then Zayne's phone rang, a sharp, intrusive sound. You pouted, knowing instantly it was a call from the hospital. With his expression shifting into that familiar, unyielding "Doctor Zayne" look, you knew he’d have to leave.

So much for a lazy day with your men, you thought with a sigh, but at least Caleb was with you now.

Zayne excused himself, his gaze lingering on you. Caleb, still holding you in his lap, simply nodded. "I'll just fill everyone in later on, Zayne," he said, his eyes on you, a silent promise to protect your peace for now.

Zayne walked towards you, his fingers tilting your chin towards him, and gave you a tender, possessive kiss on the lips, lingering for a moment.

"I'll be back in the evening, baby," he muttered, his thumb tracing your jawline. Then, with a dry joke only he could pull off, a playful, knowing smirk played on his lips, "Be a good girl to Caleb. And Caleb, try to keep her legs working after you're done with her."

You felt a deep blush creep up your neck, and you lightly smacked his arm, feigning indignation.

"Drive safely!" you called out as he turned to leave, your heart warming at his teasing, his blunt, loving acceptance of your shared life.

As soon as Zayne left the house, the timer dinged. You stood up to get the pie out of the oven, and Caleb, like a big, eager puppy, followed close behind. His arms wrapped around your waist as you trudged to the kitchen, his ridiculous, big frame slouched behind you, refusing to let you go.

You giggled, feeling like walking penguins.

Caleb reluctantly let go of you as you carefully took the pie out and placed it on a cooling rack. He watched you with a mischievous grin, his eyes twinkling.

"How long before that cools down, pips?" he asked, his voice low and expectant. You glanced at the pie. "A couple of minutes," you replied, and he simply nodded, his grin widening.

"That should be enough."

Then, he pulled you back into his arms, his hold firm, possessive. "Fuck, I missed you, pips," he confessed, burying his face in your hair. "So much."

You told him the same, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. Just as you were about to ask about what he found out, what intel he’d gathered, he shushed you with a deep, hungry kiss.

"Plenty of time to talk about it later," he murmured against your lips, lifting you effortlessly and placing you on top of one of the tall kitchen stools. And then, you kissed hungrily, deeply, a raw expression of longing.

Caleb leaned into you, grounding his crotch against yours, and you immediately felt the hard, straining length beneath his pants. You knew instantly what he wanted, and honestly, you wanted him just as much. It had been too long.

You panted against his lips, breathless, "I need you, Caleb. Right now."

He nodded frantically, admitting between kisses, "I might not last. It's been a while, pipsqueak."

You smiled wickedly, a thrill running through you despite the urgency. "We have plenty of time for more later, then."

Without hesitation, you reached down and freed his length, not even bothering to pull down his pants fully. As he lifted your oversized shirt, pushing the fabric aside, his eyes widened, and he groaned.

"You're already wet," he rasped, his voice thick with desire. He leaned in, kissing you fiercely, as he slowly, deliciously pushed inside your needy core, filling you, stretching you.

He moaned shamelessly, a deep, guttural sound. "Fuck, you feel so good."

You closed your eyes, just feeling him, loving how perfectly he felt, how completely he filled you. It didn't take long, but he was intense—everything Caleb did was intense, and good.

The way he kissed you, his mouth devouring yours, the way his large, capable hands moved over your body, possessive and knowing, and the way his hips rocked against you, a relentless rhythm that pushed you to the highest of highs.

And then, the way he shattered inside you, groaning your name—it was all good, all intense, all him.

You remained that way for a couple of minutes, simply basking in the aftermath of your pleasure, the warmth of his body against yours, his arms still wrapped tightly around you. You had missed each other terribly, and you both knew this was just the beginning; you’d probably end up doing a lot more later on.

"The pie should have cooled down by now," you told him, your breath now even, your voice soft. He nodded, smiling giddily, like a kid who had just been on cloud nine, completely content. He kissed your forehead.

"You always feel good, pipsqueak. Perfect for me. For us." He sighed, a touch of wonder in his voice. "I should be angry that I'm sharing you with four other men, honestly. But the thought of you being safer now… it just makes me realize this is the most sensible thing to do, instead of five men tearing you apart like some kind of possession."

You remembered Rafayel saying almost the exact same thing before, and you smiled at Caleb, a deep, heartfelt thank you echoing in your mind.

Then you admitted, "Sometimes I feel… evil. And vile. For agreeing to this setup. Like you’re all forced to be in this stupid situation." You looked into his eyes, your own filled with lingering guilt. "But then again, we were all forced by fate anyway. And it probably destined you, my five men, to be at each other's throats at some point."

You hopped off the stool, and Caleb groaned, a deep, frustrated sound.

He muttered, "Damn it, I want you again." His eyes, dark with renewed desire, scanned your body. "I can't help but imagine you right now, dripping with my cum. I want to fill you up again, princess."

You slapped his good arm playfully, a light smack for being so shameless and vulgar, but you were smiling, your cheeks burning a mad scarlet at his blatant desire.

"Come on, time to get that pie while it's fresh," you said pulling him as you started to walk and he whined behind you, mumbling that he'd rather have you as his meal, making you slap his arm again playfully.

You and Caleb sat on the kitchen counter, the freshly baked apple pie a warm, comforting presence between you. The sweet aroma filled the air, mingling with the lingering scent of your shared intimacy. You listened intently as he began to recount what he had uncovered.

Caleb started by saying he had located the base where Xavier was being held. His voice, usually so steady, held a rare tremor of controlled fury as he explained some of the darker truths behind the experiment.

"Xavier must have found out about it before he vanished," Caleb murmured, his gaze distant, haunted. "EVER suppressed his Evol, pips. They're absolutely terrified of his full power."

He went on to explain that the base was heavily guarded, a fortress designed to keep something immensely powerful contained.

"We'll need to sneak in without alerting the other bases," he emphasized, his brow furrowed in thought. "If they know we're coming, it'll bring us great trouble."

You nodded, a grim determination settling in your chest. "Sneaking in is fine," you reassured him, squeezing his hand. "Sylus and I are greatly accustomed to working undercover."

Your eyes searched his, a fierce protectiveness rising. "Just be careful, Caleb. Keep your cover safe. I need you safe."

Caleb's expression visibly shifted, a wave of worry and fierce protectiveness washing over his features. "You'd be walking into the demon's mouth, pipsqueak," he said, his voice low, raw with apprehension. "Back to where we should never be. The very place that damned the two of us."

You had expected this from Caleb, that he would be vehemently against you joining the fray, the fight for Xavier. But you knew, deep in your soul, that this was something you had to do.

You squeezed his hand in reassurance, intertwining your fingers with his. "I'm here, Caleb," you reminded him, your voice soft but firm. "I'm safe, with you. We have our own ways to keep us safe now. You shouldn't worry."

He stood up, unable to sit still, pacing the kitchen floor now.

You knew it would be difficult to make Caleb agree to this, to overcome his deeply ingrained need to shield you. You followed him, pulling him gently to the sitting area, making him sit on the sofa before settling yourself intimately on his lap, facing him.

You rubbed his cheeks soothingly, your thumbs tracing the sharp lines of his jaw. He leaned into your touch, closing his eyes for a moment.

"I just want you far, far away from EVER," he mumbled, his voice thick with emotion.

You nodded, your heart aching with shared understanding. "I want you away from EVER too," you told him, your other hand finding his bionic arm, gripping it hard. "They've done enough to us. To you."

Your fingers tightened, a silent scream of frustration and fury, knowing that no matter how much you touched it, he wouldn't feel a thing—a constant, infuriating reminder of EVER's cruelty, making you mad with helplessness.

He opened his eyes, seeing the raw emotion on your face, the way you stared at your intertwined hands, at his bionic arm—a stark reminder that EVER would keep haunting you both unless you stopped it.

You knew he was trying to control his own tumultuous emotions, his temper, without risking his chip from triggering and interfering with his feelings.

You looked directly into his eyes, pouring all your conviction into your words. "I need to do this, Caleb," you emphasized, your voice unwavering.

"I need, with my own hands, to tear EVER down, piece by agonizing piece. And with each of them—with you, Zayne, Sylus, Rafayel—it's now possible. We're not alone anymore. We have allies. We, in our strange setup, have created some kind of a family."

Caleb's eyes widened at your words, a slow, dawning realization spreading across his features.

You were right.

He saw it, the powerful, undeniable truth of what you had just said. In the back of your head, you kept visualizing the biometric keys in Sylus's possession—one for Xavier, one for Caleb. Tools for liberation, for healing.

You kissed Caleb, hard, a desperate, hungry kiss meant to convey everything words could not. It was the only way to make him truly understand, to reassure him that you were here, that you wouldn't let him, or you, or any of them disappear again—not again, not ever again.

This time, you took the lead, giving all of yourself to him, making him feel everything—your deep love and devotion for him, your desperate need to feel him and keep him safe, just as he wanted you to be safe.

You shifted, rolling your hips, allowing him to melt into your touch, grounding and anchoring him to you. You were possessive of him, just as he was of you, a mirrored hunger that consumed you both.

You arched, enveloping his length deeper inside, making him groan and moan at your every deliberate movement. Your other hand held onto his bionic arm, clutching it fiercely, a constant, sharp reminder: this was why you needed to tear EVER down.

This was why you would—with your own hands—never allow it to keep you apart from Caleb, or Xavier, or any of your five men, ever again.

Caleb kept his hands on your hips, holding you tight as if you were his only lifeline, his only anchor in the storm of his emotions. You arched your whole naked body against his well-built chest, needing to feel the solidness of him.

You bit his neck, a sharp, possessive nip, needing to mark him, needing to see that he belonged to you. He moaned shamelessly, a rough sound of pleasure and surrender, your name a strangled sound on his lips.

You sobbed, not from sadness, but from the overwhelming pleasure, the sheer ecstasy of how he was making you feel, how his length was hitting all the right spots deep inside you.

You muttered against his lips, "Caleb... Please... I need you... More... Please..."

He shifted your positions, now hovering over you, his eyes dark with raw possessiveness, a dangerous, primal hunger. You begged him to do what he wanted, to make you come, to make you his, to take you until you broke.

And that made something in him snap, something fiercely possessive, something dark and utterly devoted.

And he did.

Over and over, he drove into you, making you come multiple times, his hands touching every part of your body, his lips on yours, on your neck, everywhere. You just allowed yourselves this moment—lost in each other's embrace, needing to ground yourselves on each other, to feel and reassure yourselves that you had each other, fiercely and irrevocably.

He husked against your ear, a possessive growl vibrating through you, an order to come with him. His thrusts became more intense, sloppy, frantic, and then, together, you shattered.

Caleb collapsed on top of you, his weight a comforting pressure. You wove your fingers into his hair, massaging his scalp, your breaths heavy and shallow, your bodies covered in sweat and juices.

Then he whispered, his voice hoarse, buried against your shoulder, "I understand that you need to do this, pips. But I don't like how it will put you in danger again."

He paused, taking a ragged breath. "But… I know well enough to make sure that you will be safe. I know they won't let anything happen to you."

You kissed the crown of his head, a soft, tender gesture, thanking him silently for finally coming around, for being more pliant this time, for his trust.

He chuckled softly, a low rumble against your chest. "You have a way to make me agree, pipsqueak," he murmured, lifting his head slightly, his eyes half-lidded.

"And your 'methods' are very, very hard to say no to." He punctuated his statement with a soft, possessive kiss to the top of one of your naked breasts, proving his point.

You just chuckled, a warm feeling spreading through you. "You're impossible," you teased, then pushed playfully at his chest. "And our pies might be sad that we left them alone in the kitchen."

He pulled you up, gently, made you wear his oversized shirt, then tugged his pants back on. Together, you returned to the kitchen and finished your pies, the sweetness a perfect counterpoint to the raw intensity of your earlier moments.

He pulled out his phone, his movements fluid, and dialed Sylus's number. He kept the call short, a series of grunts and clipped sentences.

"He'll be back soon," Caleb said, ending the call. "We need to plan ahead and start moving soon."

He glanced at the clock, then at you, a hungry glint in his eyes. "We have a couple more hours for ourselves. We should spend them wisely."

You giggled, shaking your head. "You're very, very needy," you told him, a loving exasperation in your voice. He just grinned, hauled you onto his shoulder as if you weighed nothing, and headed for his room, kicking the door shut behind him.

Everything—every worry, every cursed fate—disappeared as you melted into each other's embrace and touches once again.

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thearchivaljinglebeast · 26 days ago

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From a brilliant British space comedy, Red Dwarf. Not like David the Gnome or Gimli or whathaveyou, like I thought the first time I tried to watch it. I couldn't concentrate on it, because there was no forest or mushrooms or moss or leafmould...

Yonks later, I remembered that I hadn't seen it, and nothing else about it. It's become a perennial favorite since. Every time they come out with a new season, I rewatch from the beginning.

It began in like 1988, so yes it's a bit dated, sexist, gross... But also flipping hilarious. If you search YouTube for "Red Dwarf It's a Banana", that scene is what I like to show people to introduce them to the humor. I should go live there, in the UK.

This image is from an episode where they've encountered a despair squid on an ocean moon. The squid's ink is hallucinogenic, and makes them despair. They "wake up" out of an immersive video game they've been playing for years, their "real selves" complete opposites of who we've come to know them as. The slob who cleans the soup dispenser nozzles on a massive spaceship turns out to be a swanky, rich politician in a fascist society.

Anyway, that's where the image comes from- their group hallucination about actually coming from this fascist world, where a child is gunned down in the streets for stealing an apple "of the people".

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virtualrealitynewstoday · 1 year ago

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Apple Vision Pro 引入全面無障礙功能，讓每個人都能更輕鬆地溝通和互動

Apple 最近宣布了一系列令人期待的無障礙功能更新，將在其全新的 visionOS 系統中推出。這些功能主要設計用來幫助聽力障礙者更好地參與到日常對話和應用程序中的音頻內容。Apple Vision Pro，作為公司的旗艦產品，將在無障礙設計方面邁出重要一步。 visionOS 將提供全系統的即時字幕功能，這意味著無論是在實時對話還是應用程序的音頻播放中，聽障或重聽的用戶都能跟隨對話。特別是在 FaceTime 上，即時字幕功能將使更多用戶能夠利用其 Persona 輕鬆享受連接和協作的獨特體驗。此外，Apple Vision Pro 將支持在 Apple Immersive Video 中通過窗口欄移動字幕，並支持更多為 iPhone 設計的助聽設備和人工耳蝸。對於視力障礙用戶，visionOS…

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millsheat · 9 months ago

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you know i was always the one defending the show real hard. but to be frank, the trailer left me really skeptical. i don't want to be the devil's advocate, because of course -- we saw a short montage, not the whole thing. but there are few things that left me puzzled and i would like to point them out.

a lot of people, based on the trailer, assume that joel tells the truth to the supposed jackson therapist and not tommy. if that were to be true, i don't think it would have the same impact. joel telling a secret he was willing to die for to tommy shows how strong their bond remained even, after all those years. also, the whole idea of therapist in the jackson is definitely a strange one, but i am not opposing that, rather speculating of the impact this role will have. hopefully, not just the shock value.

lack of infected in the trailer -- i guess this one could be simply explained by saying that they are keeping them as a surprise. hbo offered a significantly higher budget so.

abby being buff. ah, this caused riots on twitter, and you might hate me, but i agree with them. abby's revenge journey is literally built on her appearance. it's a great example for us, viewers or players, how immersed she had gotten into her plan. she has been training for four years, just to be ready. her revenge quest eventually costs her the relationship with owen, as she refuses to spend time with him, being too focused on trailing and hunting joel down.

so, yes. abby's appearance plays an important role. no one is asking for abby to be a buffed three times more than she was on the show. but we are supposed to believe she fights off tommy, fights infected. her main skill is combat fight. i am aware that video game characters possess power that are in many aspects unrealistic. but the second game includes a lot of fights that are important for the story itself.

dina's faith. dina's jewish ancestry gets mentioned a few times, especially when ellie and dina come across the synagogue. actually, some guy on twitter was giving me shit, saying that it is unimportant for her character. i disagree. might sound odd, but we get to know dina through her faith -- when she tells ellie what is means for her, how she still says little prayers. how proud she is because she comes from a long line of survivors. she mentions her favorite traditions (apple dipped in honey). how her and her sister used to visit synagogues on the road. it shows us that dina, despite the world and despite the circumstances, pushes through. i don't think it is fair or right to erase that part of her.

these are just my thoughts. perhaps, the last one is very subjective because i, myself, come from jewish family. anyways, would love to hear your thoughts.

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overlookedwwiimedia · 5 months ago

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Lee (2024)

Basic Story: Model turned photographer Lee Miller captures some of the most iconic images of WWII.

Fan Thoughts: Lee is a film I personally have been very much looking forward to seeing and it did not disappoint! Kate Winslet is excellent, as usual, portraying the complexities of Lee Miller as her experiences change her from a bold free spirit to someone struggling to cope with the trauma they saw and experienced during the war. The film splits between Lee being interviewed in 1977, gruff and initially unwilling to share her story, and 1937 through 1945 following her steps through Europe and how the images she captured came to be. Lee’s brash and impulsive personality plays off of the steady and patient David ‘Davy’ Scherman, played adeptly by Andy Samberg in one of his rarer serious roles. Across all the roles, the acting elevates this film from a standard biopic to an immersive and emotional experience.

Warnings: nudity, mentions of rape/abuse, concentration camp scenes

Available On: Hulu, Disney +, Apple TV, Prime Video, Google Play

#wwii movies #overlookedwwiimovies

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fitgothgirl · 4 months ago

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Woke up at about 5:30am again today, even without my Wellbutrin yesterday, and on top of a good workout yesterday too. I didn't take extra trazodone but I still took the normal amount, and the only reason I even started taking that was because of the Wellbutrin insomnia. Ugh, I'm at a loss. I did manage to fall back into a light sleep from maybe 8:00-10:00am or something. I'd be more worried if I hadn't just had a huge panel of blood work done to check if I was entering perimenopause because of the night sweats around my period, so it looked at the usual CBC plus a ton of hormones. Everything was totally normal and no perimenopause either.

Yesterday's food & stats:

Blueberry Nature Valley Muffin Bar Apple String cheese Smartfood White Cheddar Popcorn Welch's Fruit Snacks (2 pouches) Chocolate Chip Nature Valley Muffin Bar Strawberry Chobani Greek Yogurt Leftover Barilla Protein+ Penne Pasta w/ Mezzetta Three Cheese Sauce Salted Caramel Built Bar Chocolate Muscle Milk Protein Shake Strawberry Mikawaya Mochi Ice Cream (2)

Calories: 1,750 Deficit: 585 Water: 68oz Protein: 87g Fiber: 33g Steps: 11,824

Day off today, and I don't work until 3:30pm tomorrow, so that's nice. Need to finally put away my laundry before it gets out of control with me just rummaging through my basket everyday and throwing dirty clothes in the corner lol. Going to make sure I still get my 10k steps today since I don't have a shift, and I'd really like to get in some yoga too; I've been craving more mobility/flexibility stuff for a while. I know my gym has a class tonight, or I could just do it at home. I do enjoy being immersed in a class though and it'd be like 45-50 minutes too, which I probably wouldn't do at home lol.

First going to plan out my food for the day - I'd like to be more proactive about that so I can break 100g of protein and just generally have more oversight and purpose with my intake. I'd love to meal plan and meal prep for multiple days at a time, but that's always been a struggle for me, so I'll start small with one day at a time.

It's storming so much right now, including hail which we only get once or twice a year. I'll have to post a video later! Heard thunder too but haven't seen the lightning yet. We don't get much of that here either. (Apparently coastal California is one of the areas with the least amount of lightning on the planet!)

#mine #personal fitblr #cico method #wieiad #what i eat in a day #healthy weight loss #losing weight #fitness #fitfam #healthy living #healthy eating #high protein

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fandomchokehold · 1 year ago

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Origin Characters as Streamers

Shadowheart

Stardew Valley ✨QUEEN✨ (1000% romances either Haley, Abigail, or Sam)

Plays Minecraft on creative mode, she’s just here to make a cute house, have every animal, and frolic in a cherry blossom forest

Also enjoys cozy games like Spirit Farer, Animal Crossing: New Horizons, Cozy Grove, etc.

Her and Karlach sometimes play co-op horror games like Panicore, Phasmophobia, Escape the Backrooms because everything makes her scream and Karlach laughs at her (affectionately)

Gale

Absolutely DESTROYS old men in online chess

Plays Minecraft on hard mode and also BODIES Mario Maker (he has created the most sinister, infuriating, maddening levels)

Was definitely a Sonic kid, he knows the games are terrible but they’re so nostalgic and he loves making fun of them

Always tries to have a nice time playing Mario Party with Wyll, Karlach, & Astarion and they always end up screaming at each other

On the other hand he also does relaxing Pokémon card opening streams and cooking streams with Tara (he’s totally unaware of the tiktok thirst edits of him in his apron)

Karlach

Queen of first person shooters like Fortnite and Apex Legends, her and Wyll are unbeatable in DOOM (2016)

She more so likes cute cozy games that she can sip hot cocoa and snuggle up with a teddy bear while playing

Plays old shitty ps2 games based on media that chat requests like Bratz: Forever Diamondz, Barbie Horse Adventures, and Monsters, Inc.

Loves racing games (she’s terrible at them)

Loves fucking around in GTA 5 (she’s so good at it)

Every now and then does ghost hunting streams with whoever’s available (Shadowheart’s clinging to her the whole time, Gale is giving a thorough breakdown of the history of the location, Astarion is covering up his fear by saying everything’s the wind while also clinging to her, Lae’zel is actually looking for a living person in the building to fight, Wyll is cracking jokes and isn’t scared at all until he sees a door move and him and Astarion are in the car in 0.02 seconds)

Astarion

Loves visual novel romance games like Dream Daddy, Monster Prom, Raptor Boyfriend, etc.

Like Karlach he loves cozy games that let him get in his white girl autumn mode (lights off, candles lit, snuggled under a blanket, pumpkin spice latte and apple cider donuts nearby)

Definitely DOESNT CRY when he plays emotionally charged games especially where a beloved character dies, especially if it’s an animal, no he’s not pausing the stream to cry he just has to go pee-!

His most popular stream was playing A Way Out with Gale (he’d go from threatening Gale’s life for not being in sync to making jokes about the characters being them and also gay)

Does cosplay making streams, sews all of his costumes himself

Lae’zel

Queen of survival games like Subnautica, Rust, DayZ, Raft

Loves hand to hand and melee combat games like Bloodborne, Dark Souls, Elden Ring, Dragon’s Dogma; specifically medieval setting games cuz she gets fully immersed and dives deep into character as a knight

She’s bad at racing games; Mario Kart with Wyll, Astarion, & Karlach usually ends with her threatening to dox Astarion

⚔️BLACKSMITHING STREAMS⚔️ most of her viewers for these streams are old men who deeply fear and respect her

Wyll

KING of first person shooters and racing games; Fortnite, Overwatch, PUBG, and Call of Duty ✨champion✨

Slays at Nascar Rumble for the ps2 he’s always got the chicken truck

Is a speed runner for sure and loves doing funky challenges like beating Zelda: BOTW without clothes or breaking the game to take Sidon to Gerudo Town (think PointCrow type challenge videos)

Also likes games with emotional plots like SOMA, Alan Wake, The First Tree, What Remains of Edith Finch, etc. and he will cry on camera

Loves playing two player games with Astarion like Shovel Knight, Snipperclips, Portal 2, and Overcooked

Does late night bedtime story streams, makes his room look super cozy and uses a special ASMR microphone to read stories; takes requests from chat and doesn’t make anyone feel bad for what they want to hear unless it’s smut

All of them at least once a week either get together for a D&D stream or do a multiplayer stream and play:

Lethal Company

Among Us

Content Warning

Super Smash Bros. Ultimate

Dead by Daylight

Red Dead Online

Fall Guys: Ultimate Knockout

#bg3 #baldur’s gate 3 #shadowheart #gale dekarios #karlach cliffgate #astarion ancunin #lae'zel #wyll ravengard #bg3 shadowheart #bg3 gale #bg3 karlach #bg3 astarion #bg3 lae'zel #bg3 wyll #bg3 au #bg3 headcanons

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