#Bun-E03

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Kyuujitsu no Warumono-san E03 Bonus: he finally did it right

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THIRTY-FIVE | S04 E03 — A Thousand Times Over

Pairing: In-Studio Director!Jungkook x Stage Director!Fem Reader

Genre: rivals au, social media au, frenemies to lovers, slow burn, fluff, smut, angst, crack.

Rating: 18+

Warnings: explicit language, mentions of abandonment, alcohol consumption, harmless scheming, dare, bet, smut

Summary: It has always been the battle of the best between you and your college rival, Jungkook. What happens when years later, you cross paths again working for the same network broadcasting company, and the competitive flame is rekindled? Well, a whole new drunken bet that determines your futures wasn’t in your line of vision but here you are… and you have until 35.

(A/N — Hello! Did you miss me? lol)

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You can’t believe it. Is this really happening? Are you really hosting dinner at home? You, who messed up something as simple as miyeokguk, are hosting dinner at home?

You don’t know where you got the guts from, but it’s definitely the result of another successful production, and Jungkook telling your close friends that dinner will be at yours over the weekend. By the time everyone has stopped cheering and exchanging high-fives, you have already agreed, smiling at them from ear to ear.

Jungkook helped you with the groceries the night before, and showed up at your doorstep bright and early this morning to get all the preparations done.

“Bun, it’s 7 am. Why are we doing this?” You whined while peeling a skinny piece of carrot, being careful not to peel your skin off in the process. You were sitting on a barstool, hunched over the kitchen island, only 80% awake. While your boyfriend moves around the kitchen confidently, mixing random spices and sauces for the marinade, and trimming the meat.

“We need to prepare everything now, so all the cooking will be easier later~” he answered in a singsong manner, turning around and busting out a move while humming to a song you don’t know. You can’t help but chuckle at what’s in front of you— your boyfriend in gray sweats and an oversized shirt, sleeves long enough that he was able to pull it down his hand and use it to handle a hot lid off the pot. He looks so soft and cozy, you almost want to leap off the stool and give him some cuddles.

“What are we making anyway?” You asked with curiosity, eyeing the vegetables and a piece of apple lined up in front of your “chopping line.”

“Suyuk and soondae gukbap. I need to start boiling the broth for the gukbap now, so it will be yummy tonight.” He nibbled on his bottom lip, doe eyes giving all the ingredients on the counter a once-over. “The rest— like the dakgalbi and samgyeopsal will be cooked over dinner, and everyone can participate.”

“Oooh. Is that something that a real chef would do?”

“I don’t know, I’m not one,” he grinned at you, nose all scrunching up as the grin turned into a giggle.

Two hours later, Jungkook has already marinated the chicken, dry-brined the slab of pork belly in the fridge, and got the bone broth simmering on the stove top. You, on the other hand, have organized all the chopped vegetables in ziploc bags, and tidied up the kitchen, making sure that everything is clean and ready to use for all the cooking later.

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The dinner party went well. Jungkook’s suyuk was a hit, to the point that he had to make another batch while everyone’s already crowding around the kitchen.

“Yah, Jungkook, you are insane!” Hoseok muttered between chewing. “This is so good, yah…” he gushed, picking his chopsticks back up and hugging another piece of pork with gat kimchi before stuffing his face with it.

“How did you make it?” Namjoon, also in awe of the taste, asked in curiosity. Deep down knowing that he won’t ever be able to even set foot in the kitchen to recreate it.

“I just followed the recipe!”

“Anyone up for some drinks?” Sohyun’s question worked everyone’s appetite even further up, and the food was demolished in no time.

“We should do this more often, it’s nice,” you told no one in particular. Yoongi agreed, topping up your glass. “Oh, thank you.”

“You did well, babe,” Jungkook slinked his arm around your shoulders and planted a kiss on your temple.

“I didn’t even cook!” You replied, flustered.

“Aye, you chopped all the vegetables. You did all the hard work,” Mingyu quipped. “Cooking is just putting it all together.

“You cleaned up too, YN. That’s crucial,” Hoseok added.

“Take the compliment, YN,” Namjoon snickered. “Remember when we went camping way back and I nicked my finger trying to peel a tiny potato? I am useless!”

Yoongi burst out laughing at the memory, “You had one job, dude. ONE JOB.”

The evening continued with more banter, stories, and laughter until Yoongi and Mingyu started a drinking game incorporated with a balance game. Two people will be asked to pick between two choices. If they match, they win. If they don’t, they take a shot. Hoseok and Sohyun have been winning back to back, so Yoongi decided to switch up the questions, zeroing in on you.

“I got a good one for you, YN…” Yoongi smirked.

“Okay…” You answered cautiously.

With a devilish grin and sharp eyes fleeting between you and Jungkook, Yoongi asked, “Would you rather kiss Jungkook for ten thousand won, or kiss a stranger for ten million won?”

Jungkook’s jaw dropped, “Yah, hyuuung…” Noticing your pause, he turned his head from Yoongi to you so fast, he could have had a whiplash, “Yah… is there something to think about?”

“Did the stranger brush his teeth?” You asked.

Jungkook gasped. “Why does it matter?” He asked you incredulously.

“Hmm… Let’s say, yes. He’s clean. Hygienic,” Yoongi nodded.

“Clean CLEAN? Like he goes to a dental hygienist clean?” You continued coaxing Yoongi for answers, completely ignoring Jungkook’s dagger eyes on the side of your face.

“Yeah, he regularly goes to the dentist and flosses three times a day,” Mingyu answered, almost toppling over his seat from laughing so hard at his bestfriend’s reaction.

“Shut the fuck up,” Jungkook picked up a piece of grape and threw it at Mingyu.

“Umm–”

You were cut off by Jungkook suddenly standing up from his seat to fish a crisp green banknote from his wallet and slamming it down on the table in front of you. “Baby, here’s ten thousand won, let’s go. Kiss me.” His facial expression, a mixture of amusement and drudgery.

The room erupted in laughter, with Hoseok literally falling on the floor and smacking Namjoon’s legs over and over trying to contain himself. “Aigoo, Jungkook-ah…”

“Can you give me ten million won?” You raised an eyebrow at your boyfriend.

“Can you give me one thousand kisses?” He challenged back.

“Yah, yah, yah…” Namjoon waved his hands at everyone. “Let’s skip this question, we don’t want to be the cause of your breakup!” He suggested playfully, still half-wheezing from laughing.

The game continued on, putting a different person on the spot, until everyone sobered up and have gotten ready to leave. Jungkook decided to stay the night, given it’s already almost midnight, and tomorrow is Sunday.

You were standing in the doorway of your house, waving Mingyu off when Jungkook nudged you on the side, “Check your phone.”

“Huh?” You leaned onto the doorframe, fishing your phone out of your pocket. Your eyes widen in surprise when you saw the notification, before staring back at a smugly smiling Jungkook. “What the fuck is this, Jeon?! Where did you get this? You’re crazy!”

“Oh, I’m Jeon again?” He snaked his arms around your waist and pulled you closer, pressing his forehead against yours. “Here and there. Work. Stocks.” His voice dangerously low and goosebump-inducing.

You instantly melted at your boyfriend’s touch, “Babe… You’re overre—“ Jungkook shut you up by capturing your bottom lip with his soft ones.

“One,” he whispered.

“Jungkook,” His name came out of your mouth in a breathy voice as your fingers curled on the collar of his jacket.

He pressed two more kisses on your lips, one after the other. “Three.”

“What…?”

Jungkook swiftly shifted your body away from the door, kicking it shut in the process, before lifting you over his shoulder and making you squeal.

“Let’s get you to bed. I’m cashing in the remaining nine hundred ninety-seven.”

•••

BONUS — The notification:

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It’s The Avengers (8)

Loki x Reader Avengers The Office AU (Slowwwwww Burn)

Episode 8: Pepperoni Part 1

Warnings: a tiny bit of violence

Word Count: my condition is a bit worse than I imagined but I made it through the day in a well enough daze to complete it so yayy! I’ll have to pay the doctor a visit tomorrow. *sighs* I don’t wike it.

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E01, E02, E03, E04, E05, E06, E07, E08, E09

Tony: What do you mean am I excited? It's my wedding day. The day of my wedding with the best, most amazing woman on earth, nay, this entire universe. *sarcastic mutters* Am I excited *announces* I am not excited, I'm delighted, I'm hysterical, I am *breathes* nervous. *camera zooms in* I'm terrified. *tilts head towards the door and shouts* Pepper are you sure you want to do this?! I mean, marry me? I love you so much and I just want to make sure you do not think this is a horrible decision. *Pepper's voice comes from the lounge, saying 'Tony, relax. Did you take your meds?'* Yes! *Replies, 'Okay. Now, breathe. I love you, honey.'* *straightens to look back at the camera* *content sigh* That's my future wife. *beams*

Pepper: He saves the entire *censored* planet without as much as a thought for his personal safety let alone his health and now he thinks he doesn't deserve happiness? *smiles and shrugs* I won't say anything today. I'll just marry the *censored* out of him to show him what he deserves. *chuckles* And *straightens in her chair* I swear to God if anyone tried to crash my wedding I am going to rip their *censored* throat out and crush their skull with my bare hands. Tony: It's the hormones. Dr Cho mentioned it yesterday when Pepper won't stop positively cursing the news of the doctor's marriage last night. *giggles* She looks so cute when she swears. *Pepper's angry voice comes from the lounge 'Tony! Get your *censored* ass in the suit already!'* *camera zooms out to reveal him in his blue tee and black workout shorts* See? So cute! *blushing furiously* Pepper was getting ready in your room which you had happily loaned to her for the day. Natasha had just finished putting her hair in a flawless side bun and was readying the items for her makeup when you walked in. "Pepper, the package is here. Natasha here is Tony's ring. Pietro is bringing Dum-e to the lawn, slowly but surely they'll reach there. I have no idea why Wanda wanted him to do the task. That guy is nearly in tears right now. And-" "And you are still not ready," Pepper announced, making the camera give a once-over to you in your track pants, a tank top, your tied-up hair a complete mess and your face worn-off. "Y/N, sweety, you look like you haven't slept in ages. Please just go take a shower and get ready." "But there's still-" "No," Pepper declared with her eyes while Natasha signalled you from behind her to stop arguing and do as she says. Natasha: Wow! This girl must really love organizing things because she's been going up and down since five in the morning. *takes a sip of her mimosa* I trust her. Like I said before, she's the only adult here. *shrugs* What do you mean what about Clint? You want the wedding to take place today without anyone getting drunk up to their eyeballs, right? Clint: What? That's a really good idea. Booze is the best magic potion. You remember you had a blast but you don't remember the details but you DO remember that it was a blast. *shrugs and opens his arms as if stating the obvious* food tastes good, music sounds wonderful and people cry over their ex. *smiles* perfect wedding. You took in Natasha's signals and sighed. "Okay. Fine. I-uhh... let me see what I can wear and I'll be out of here," you muttered as you started walking towards your closet. "But you already have something to wear," Natasha stated casually, pointing her gaze towards something behind you. You turned to see a dress cover lying on the couch next to your window. "This isn't mine." You turn around to look at Pepper and Nat exchanging a smirk. "It is. Now go shower. Quick." Pepper gave her final word while Nat eyed you to pick it up and go already. You took it by the hanger, not sure what was inside, and walked out in a confused daze, colliding with Loki at the door. "I'm sorry," he spoke like a natural reflex, something you, clearly, found odd. The camera caught you two lock eyes for a moment. Loki watched you, measuring the weary look in your eyes. He was about to speak when you turned your gaze away to someone behind him. "Hey, Scott!" The camera turned towards a frustrated Scott coming out of his room trying to work a knot with his tie. "Can I use your room to get ready?" Scott looked up, finally giving up, his hands turning up in the air before falling on his side in utter defeat. "Sorry, Y/N," he exclaimed with a groan, making you step towards him and take the ends of his tie in your hands. "It's a complete mess, my room. Peter shifted Zuko in there and, well, I am clearly not as good a mom like you." You huffed at him, patiently working with the soft blue fabric in your hand. "That's because you're a grandma, Scott," you coo into the air, making the Ant-man feel a smile come up over his lips, "you are supposed to spoil your grandkids." "Aw. Thanks, Y/N. I really needed that." "You can use my room," Loki's voice came from behind you, making Scott raise a brow at the camera before pressing an involuntary smile trying to escape his lips. You tightened the knot, a little too much, making Scott squirm within the hold for a second before you let go, straightening his collar and smoothening out the creases. "It's fine. I'll ask Wanda," you state without even looking at the God. "Oh for God's sake, Y/N. Just go to his room," Pepper shouts from inside, done with all of you already. "He's a God for *censored* sake. I'm sure he's got more manners and organisation skills than the men on earth. Loki and Scott look at Pepper in surprise, letting her words sink in before looking at each other and nodding in agreement. Scott: The more I get to know Pepper the more I admire her for her tenacity. *pause* And definitely for not turning the things between Loki and Y/N into an angsty soap opera. *whispers to himself with his eyes closed* God, I can already hear wedding bells. *opens eyes and freezes for a moment* Wait, no that was Peter falling inside the Christmas decorations vortex in the storage room next to us. * gets up from the chair, nearly toppling over some invisible strings* Better help him out. Loki turned the door handle to his room, opening and making way for you to enter his space. This was the first time the camera was noticing that his room was right next to yours, mimicking the setting of your room like a mirror, the bed, surprisingly, covered in yellow cotton sheets right next to the wall separating the two of you. The room was painted in a subtle grey, allowing the soft yellow lights to bounce off them with calming hues, easing you into the oddly comforting setting. "Huh," you muttered to yourself, "aesthetic." Loki stood at the doorway looking at you take his personal space in, never taking his eyes off you even as he smacked Scott in the chest when the Ant-Man tried to sneak past him to get a good look himself. "Say something, man," Scott whispered to the God as he rubbed his throbbing chest. "Say what?" Loki whispered back, unsure. "About yesterday," Scott responded, stressing his words under his breath. Loki's wrinkled brows eased themselves as he remembered last night's events. Scott signalled him to go on before hiding himself from your view. "Y/N, I-" "I'm good," you interrupted him, faking a smile, "Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to take a shower and get ready." Loki: I must say I wasn't this hurt when Thor had found out about the Destroyer. You come into my room and you shoo me away like a fowl peasant. *squints at the camera* Reasonable considering she needed privacy but still *camera pans in* I'm hurt. Meanwhile outside in the lawn Pietro sat dejectedly on the steps leading to the grass, his head between his hands as he looked at dummy finally reaching the stony path created as the aisle leading to the arch you and Loki had created last night. Wanda, dressed in white embellished with orange stones, her hair tied into a neat bun at the back, welcomed the guests with Rhodey, who was looking the perfect best man in his three-piece suit. It wasn't long before a loud rumbling was heard and Wanda worked her fingers to form a plasmic protection bubble around the setting before Thor or his thunder destroyed it. "Top of the morning my friends," the cheery God of thunder had a jump in his step as he walked towards the duo, "It is finally the day of Stark and Pepper's nuptials!" "Please, do not destroy the lawn, man," Rhodey growled, "Tony might be a billionaire but there are things like last minute redecorations that even he or his bots cannot do." A sparkling flare originated mid-air behind Wanda, right next to Bucky- who was trying to figure out whether the Long Island Iced Tea that Sam just handed him was really tea, without drinking it- making the super soldier take the stirrer out form the glass and hold it as a stabbing tool for whatever was about to enter through the hold inside the flare getting wider by the minute. "What? You forgot Tony'd invited sorcerers to the wedding as well?" Two figures stepped out of the sparkling circle portal dressed in dapper suits, giving a once-over to their bows and cufflinks as they proceeding to greet the Avengers. "Wong. Doctor Strange," Rhodey greeted them with a firm handshake. Scott came out of the halls and scanned the area before his eyes stopped at the sorcerers' figures, making him walk towards them with a smug grin on his face. "I hope you brought your A game to the party Doc," Scott commented, making Steven turn towards him with a blank expression, "because I dare you to outdo this!" A full set of pennies sat in between his fingers out of thin air, which he continued to throw in the air while making a set of all Jokers and Kings in a deck appear in each hand like a preset fan that allowed the descending pennies to rest on each card individually. Those pennies were once again thrown into the air to make the fan of cards in his hands disappear, allowing his fingers to smoothly swipe the air of falling pennies before opening his palms to show nothing. "Woah!" Bucky and Sam exclaimed in unison, their eyes and mouth open wide. Sam: That is some Cardcaptor shit right there! Next, I'm going to make him hypnotise Bucky. *malicious chuckle* Inside the Banquet Hall Tony is dressed and already killing the reporters- who sit in the far corner in the lawn away from the guests- trying to live tweet his hazy appearance from the glass walls while shouting out his name, hungry for a good glimpse. "How do I look?" He asks a little disoriented Peter, who turns towards his mentor and feels a tiny smile form over his lips. "Wig snatched!" He exclaims under his breath. "Excuse me?" "I-I mean you look perfect, Mr Stark. Flawless. Never better." Peter nods his head to add weight to his words as he eyes the camera and mouths 'oh my God'. "Tony," Rhodey called out as he entered the hall, "you are looking perfect. It's finally happening. I'm so happy for you man." His smile reached his eyes as he hugged Tony, making the groom reciprocate. "Your guests are pouring in. The Guardians and Captain Denver are here as well. Come on man, let's go greet them and get ready for the ceremony." Peter: *teary-eyed* I'm *voice cracks* I'm so happy for both of them. *sniffs* Oh look *points at someone not in the camera's view* Aunt May is here too. *May comes into view and hugs Peter before waving at the camera* May: Hi! I'm May. Peter told me about you. You guys are doing a pretty impressive job! That's what I've heard. *turns to Peter, who is trying to discreetly wipe away his tears* Aww, honey. It's okay. *kisses his head* Peter: *blushing* Aunt May, stop. May: *tilting her head towards Peter to whisper* So who's is this Y/N and Loki I keep hearing about? Back at the Lounge You come out of Loki's room, dressed in a glittering royal blue maxi dress, the crystals on it catching the soft lights from the living room as you entered the space while wearing your earrings, your hair neatly tied in a bun at the back. The camera took in every feature of yours before pointing you towards a box kept beside a bean bag near you. "Is that for me?" You went towards the box after confirmation and took out a pair of silver pumps that went perfectly with your dress, letting a gasp leave your lungs. "Oh, Pepper," you muttered before smiling and sitting down to put them on. "Hey, have you seen Loki?" you asked the camera guy, the only person present there apart from you. "Something's wrong with his shower. That thing won't shut down no matter what I try." Your fingers worked with the thick fabric of the pumps, trying to get your feet inside as you went on. "I just closed the drainage to his tub for now. Don't want the water to get wasted." "Okay," you declared, getting up and balancing yourself a bit before getting in sync with the heels you were wearing. "Come on, let's find him and get this over with." Both of you moved inside the elevator and went a floor up to get off. "He's usually at the library," you muttered to yourself before walking in that direction. At the same time, Loki entered the lounge with a camera following him. He held a box in his hand as he walked towards the rooms, turning towards the camera and ordering him to 'stay' as he went towards his door. He knocked twice and waited, never noticing the muffled voices of Peter and May- entering through the elevator door- going quite on the site of the camera guy. They took cautious steps before standing by the wall next to the camera. "Is that-" "Yes, Aunt May, that's Loki." "Oooh Mama!" she cooed, not taking his eyes off of the God while Peter stood there, his brows furrowed at his aunt. May: *audible gasp* Look at those cheekbones! So sharp he could cut my *her eyes land on Peter, who stands by the doorway of the recording room, eyeing her aunt suspiciously* gift wraps. *clears throat* *turns red* "Y/N," Loki called out as he clicked the door but did not open it, "are you decent?" There was no reply from the other side of the door, making him carefully step into his space. The camera followed Peter and May, who now planted themselves near Loki's door, to hear the conversation. A trickle of shower water running down came from behind the bathroom door, outside which Loki now stood, shifting his weight a bit before standing straight and delivering a gentle knock at the door in front of him. "Y/N, it's me, Loki. I know you don't want to talk to me right now but I beg you to hear me out." There was no reply from the other side of the door, just the similar monotonous sounds of the water. He cleared his throat. "I'll take that as a yes, then?" No answer. "I...am sorry. I apologise for doing what I did. I had no right to go through something so personal and lay it down in front of you in the form of a such a disrespectful skit. I-" his voice lowered, making him step closer to the door while the audience outside stepped closer to the wall- "I thought you were trying to toy with me; with my feelings. Your sweet talks and small gifts- I thought they were all a ruse to...to...break me. It is my fault. I haven't had many friends to know what human affection looks like. Peter told me that it was your way of putting forward a hand of friendship and I believe him. He is probably the only one I would believe right now-" May turned towards her nephew and lightly patted him on the back, smiling proudly-"I should have known better than to throw such a news at you considering my own experience with a situation so similar. I thought...I thought I was trying to throw you off your deception. I apologise once again. Ahem, I... have brought something for you to establish peace between us. If you are ready to forgive me, you can keep the gift with you. If not..." He never finished the sentence, waiting for you to say something from the other side of the door before leaving the neatly wrapped box on the bed and walking towards the corridor, making May and Peter freak out a bit as they started walking as silently as they could towards the living room. Same time, the Lawn "You look like you bathed but forgot to take a nap." Tony turned towards Clint, who stood there as if stating the obvious. "How do you know that?" Tony looked at Barton with suspicious eyes before Nat, who was glittering in a red lace dress, diverted his attention. "How's the cake, Nat? Is it here yet?" "It arrived yesterday, Tony." "What about the food? Are the caterers putting out enough for the guests?" "Yes, Tony. Everyone's enjoying the hors-d'oeuvres. Even Nebula and Groot." "Is everything fine with the security detail? I feel like we should check the security detail." "Tony," Steve's calming voice came from behind him before he put a hand over his shoulder, "breathe. Come on, breathe." Tony followed the captain's request, taking in a lungful before pushing it all out throw his mouth. "Everything is fine. If something goes wrong, I'm sure all of us could take care of it without you or Pepper even knowing about it." Steve smiled, patting his friend's shoulder. "Thanks, Rogers," Tony acknowledged, giving him a pat as well, "I still think you should check out the security de-." All words were lost as his eyes caught Pepper's figure- embraced so elegantly in white lace adorned by golden jewels and her hand holding a bouquet of red and sunkissed golden flowers- standing at the entrance of the hall, beaming as she fixed one loose strand of her golden hair and waved at her future husband, who, for obvious reasons, had again forgotten to breathe. All this time, upstairs You walked out of the library, sighing. "I really thought he would be here, avoiding everyone else. Maybe I'm not that observant as I give myself credit for-" you continued speaking to the camera as you walked slowly, allowing the boy to match your strut,"-let's try the-" You stopped midway, forcing the camera to follow the direction your eyes were looking in, catching a figure go inside Tony's study, a few feet away from you. "Is that Jim? The security guy?" you questioned in whispers as you and the camera took a step forward and saw the lights flood the room- and his face- before he turned on the blinders. Your face wore a look of irritation. "That son of a bitch." "Stay here," you ordered the camera guy, "I'll go see why this one keeps digging his nose where he doesn't belong." The camera stood by the corner, watching you walk confidently towards the study, zooming in to get a clearer view of you standing at the door with your arms crossed and speaking something to Jim quite callously. The camera caught a shadow behind the blinders walk towards you and stop at a little distance from where you stood. "I'm calling Clint," was all that was heard before you turned to walk back and were knocked head first into the wall next to you, making the camera lower itself down to hide from the attacker's prying eyes as he dragged your limp body inside the study. The camera waited for the door to close before sprinting back towards the elevator, the heavy breaths of the boy behind the recording device echoing through and through. He stopped short in front of the elevator, bringing forward his palm to be scanned at the screen next to it. "Welcome, Mr Javier Rodriguez," Friday's voice came alive in front of him, "How can I help you?" The boy's shivering palms clicked the assistance tab and scrolled through the options before finding 'emergency-Human life in danger'. "Going somewhere, buddy?" An icy voice made the camera turn away from the screen and towards Jim's figure that stood just inches away from the camera with a military grade knife in his hand. He took a step towards the camera, smiling at the screen and the person holding it, making the boy recede into the corner behind him before everything went black. 

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(Please don’t hate me. If it makes you feel any better, I’m already suffering.)

E01, E02, E03, E04, E05, E06, E07, E08, E09

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Little bit of a project I've been working on. All the colors for the animation are done, so now it's just cleaning things up and getting it prepped.

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Happy, Hoppy New Year!

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Volleybun! This one's been on the backburner for a while.

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Bun-E03 is off on a new adventure to defeat the Dark Lord, save the Kingdom, and maybe make a few friends along the way.

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Bun-E03 and my favorite video game console of all time! Plus alternate colors because why not. Still thinking.

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For a brief time, Bun-E03 served as an assistant on the administrative side of the lab to test her socialization skills.

She mostly just doodled in her notebook, clicked pens, goofed off, and chewed pencils, so it was decided she'd still be best as an entertainment android.

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WIP! Trying some poses / angles I'm not used to.

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Beach bun sketch!

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Chu! . . *ding* Chu!

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//S.F.T.L. Notes 0X.X9.20XX// Bun-E03 has been dancing around in an unusual holoform outfit, calling out directions like "up" and "left" and words like "chu" and "hey" as some sort of call and response game. Nobody's sure how this behavior started, but everyone agrees it's adorable.

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See you next!