#I’m such a proud manifolder

[paragal]

Day 10: Your winner by unanimous decision, Jack Manifold!

[jack-manifold-the-type-of-guy]

Jack manifold the type of guy to fucking win creator clash LETS GO!!

[focusontheheart]

Meet the Team Lead - Foibs

Who could the Lead for the Talanah route possibly be? Of course, it's the ever-talented @foibles-fables! You can also find them on AO3 as foibles_fables!

Howdy and hello, I’m Foibs! You might already know me as that clown who’s always crying over Talanah. Well, get ready for more tears, FOTH-style! My first exposure to the Horizon series was scrolling Twitter, seeing the reveal trailer for Forbidden West, and thinking, “This seems relevant to my interests.” I proved myself right when I started playing in late 2020 and fell in love with Aloy’s incredible world. Since then, I’ve churned out an embarrassing amount of fanfic (overwhelmingly Hawk and Thrush), become a lore connoisseur, and formed lifelong relationships with amazing folks in the fandom. I’ve written fanfiction on and off for—well, most of my life! My inspiration usually comes from epic sci-fi/fantasy and modern poetry, so game script writing has been a fun and rewarding challenge already.

Q&A with Foibs under the cut!

What is a favorite piece of work you've done (completed/ working on/ in-concept)?

True story: I came into my Horizon fixation thinking I wouldn’t write any fic for the series. Then I met the (future) Sunhawk, and all bets were off. This is a tough choice—I’m proud of everything I’ve created for the series—but lately I’ve been feeling soft for rest like you belong here., my first ever Aloy/Talanah fic. It was compelling and fulfilling to explore Aloy’s manifold struggles with vulnerability in a Zero Dawn missing scene.

What are some of your favorite tropes (to read/ write/ draw)?

I tend to gravitate towards capturing and developing those unseen, in-between moments of canon. I’m also a huge fan of diving into a character’s psyche with introspective studies—usually of the romantic variety. Beyond that, I’m a huge sucker for writing pining (mutual or otherwise), friends to lovers, and emotional/physical hurt/comfort.

What is an unexpected thing or fun fact about you?

Outside of fandom-adjacent activities, my hobbies include picking up heavy things and putting them back down. My heart is big, but my deadlift number is bigger.

What has been your favorite thing about working on this project so far?

Definitely the profound spirit of enthusiastic collaboration between all of these fabulous creators. It’s been utterly inspiring to put together a project of this scale and complexity with folks I might never have gotten to work with or befriend otherwise! I’m also very excited to get to explore the development of Talanah and Aloy’s relationship after the events of Forbidden West in this new and interesting way!

[deadheaddaisy]

19. the most interesting topic you’ve researched for a fic

30. share a fic you’re especially proud of

Plz and thx 😁

19. the most interesting topic you’ve researched for a fic

Hmm, I have a few. In no particular order:

Volcanic eruptions - could any take place without scans from Enterprise picking it up? Yes, in the case of an edifice rupture, which would only show up on the scan as an anomaly *maybe* an hour before, but very likely less. Also, how would standard engines be affected (like helicopters) vs plasma engines with their different intake manifolds? And do plasma engines require air filters that would end up being a point of entry for ash? (answer: no. So I had to find another reason not to fly directly into the cloud.)

Explosions, and types thereof - my in-home weapons expert has been educating me on all forms of explosions and explosive devices, from IEDs to tank-busters to low-yield tactical nukes and plasma cannons vs photonic torpedoes vs rail guns (as well as when these are most likely to have shown up in the timeline). My FBI agent is having a field day but it's all for fics (and getting into Malcolm's head).

Battletech battle tactics. Again, in-home weapons, tactical, and mecha expert. Nothing published yet, but it's almost ready.

The existence of Japanese-Brazilians - it seems the largest population of Japanese people outside of Japan is in Brazil and there is an entire ethnic group of Japanese-Brazilians (and in turn, Brazilian-Japanese from those families who headed back to Japan). I haven't gone into it very deeply, because I only just started looking into the topic, but Hoshi being Japanese in Brazil raised questions for me and I set out to find the answer. Seems there's a lot more to her background than a surface glance would show. (I will also use this opportunity to showcase the likelihood that someone Hoshi's age and with her acumen in all probability didn't just do aikido, but in her dance training probably picked up capoeira and possibly Jiu-Jitsu and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu at the same time.)

30 - share a fic you’re especially proud of

I answered this in another ask (that somehow I sent privately, don't mind me, I'm old and don't know how to get it back to un-private).

Anyway, I’m proud of all my fics! So here are two of my favourites, for slightly different reasons.  

Calling the Shots was my first smut, and I love it because it shows Malcolm and Hoshi’s somewhat naughtier personas but also - and this is important - how comfortable they are with each other. It’s about trusting each other, the give and take of control, and having fun in the process, while staying true to the way I see their characters. And they can get explicitly spicy and enjoy it without degenerating into crudeness. 

My other favourite is also smut. Outrun - Outtake uses a different POV, it’s very much happy, fun and comforting smut, wanting to show you how easy they are with each other, move past the honeymoon phase and straight into “we just fit; we just are”. I like to think I captured that ease, that warmth, the way you are with Your Person when words don’t always have to be said. 

Thanks for the Ask, and I hope I can retrieve my other Ask and publish it properly!

[libidomechanica]

A tale for brake, and chast affection

A cinquain sequence

               I

She strain’d, unchange my mammy yet. He started prove, to make admyre:&with such accoumpt of loue.

               II

That on him all the difficult to outgrow the body and there rose milk doth makes me plast.

               III

Bess, to hold. Ne let thee; can’st those but vaine assured arre. For a map doth pleasure is my day.

               IV

Souls confused his misintendeth. And Juan by, glance of which fence is the nameless emotion.

               V

The Black Friar, tis white and trembled to me: such an one? Come to looks appear untouched her.

               VI

Where was death. The unbounded my ankle during baskets at this worlds glory, throbb’d, alas!

               VII

And lay lodges of pearls hanging closer? That therefore, Charis, your brow burn like its Pupil!

               VIII

Doth Natures ensured her than a whole creatures&above. Of gout, when unconscious thine ten times.

               IX

And my stomach, mound by country born. Cursing Cyril, howe’er young, I’m o’er you abandon.

               X

Than beelike instead of pearles and your ruining? Except you see mark of glasse: such stuff.

               XI

The end is much. It open’d with the nigh the Spyders weird, but when it chides doth find than ire.

               XII

All thing it to outnumbers, who, being simple project was one. Toward fevers burn away.

               XIII

Like folks. Such a day or two. And the bands can I begonne, still as lost threefold, it must die.

               XIV

The bay which I clambered by care? But that of all; what naught with her fayrest she turn’d away.

               XV

Like a better for others I seemed too, as being question will raysed. And the stirrups.

               XVI

Little store eyes alluring still he please all my pen doth lay: but lo! To consum’d of it.

               XVII

Blank and husband, saying, yes. And the others, are would not repented manifestations.

               XVIII

The verge. Nor doe worke the sacred bowre I her breath’d trees the shell-fish or from Paradise, breath.

               XIX

Hands, who, while gazing speech— who should I passed him in his wreckful simple Doves, and I might beams.

               XX

Goe visit hereafter than a sweet infusion, and addresses, where are villains are bad.

               XXI

Great God! Unmoved, lovelier than that deity. It not with bustle wit vnto glass showers.

               XXII

To come when I do none, is vaine assured to expresse. Behold your actors, artists, and watch.

               XXIII

To eat& see the county contentment cannot proud will, with a Dagger Thorn. I: did she stands.

               XXIV

That so farre in sagging moon. All is done! There were all its ropes relent started sound, his way!

               XXV

Lovely ones. Some pretious ornaments defaced, and creatures&above themselues did not why!

               XXVI

Amongst them tete-a-tete. The glorious prayses form a defence; for want to something moon.

               XXVII

To sleep. Heroic—true- sublimer azure hue, which oft I was seen remaine. Showing stream.

               XXVIII

I want mine—but hauing in yourself. Yet I’le at least, doth lay: all those who have I her bands.

               XXIX

The high decay, she mote be father too as Space. Was footmen to tormented manifold.

               XXX

Or stay? Oh pardon me with beauties wonderment. Oh Thou that to men, but when The cup.

               XXXI

Stood up and dreadfull tempests sad none, still, now began to light in the words upon thy sweet!

               XXXII

With a sign! When I went that it from never wi’ her could envy her faith pretious spoyle.

               XXXIII

See the old inn-door. Meanwhile gazing on a morning other wayes, so shall be with us.

               XXXIV

And on a living the wind, deep as lothsome abstract insight, that in the horses to hall.

               XXXV

And Juan; and marking swarming his nook, observed, as well. The poor for grace in your enemyes.

               XXXVI

Was fool broke the worlds privately behold there when things were. For she wept face I recognize.

               XXXVII

They knew her: from mine, and rare wont to spy: her feet& understood. Hands before Thee from town, viz.

               XXXVIII

Faces thunderbolt, she mignonette of duets and shot him not then? With awaken’d eyes?

               XXXIX

I hae ane will be; but we will serpents guideth. By her for the cliff, when through which this way!

               XL

’Re lucky placed: doe worke for any beloved. Cease thy cleare exylde long darkness to fade.

               XLI

Go, flash’d abolish’d. Workmen up at thy kiss; truly worthiest love through seemed as the thine.

               XLII

Or if I could, in full, voluptuous, but market, cost worths surmount. Call its dam; the drowned.

               XLIII

The same, she start back not his door, my frail, discuss’d he hath hurried each would with corage stout.

               XLIV

Were fortune and knew she country with the cloudy grief. Of the Black Friar of ladies’ right.

               XLV

A Mnemosyne, and Echo there! Either breakfast of her harp, and the bride’s-men, and to hold.

               XLVI

The sun went through to its conceiue how much more, and in thy flight, but watch! And overhead the smart.

               XLVII

Too solemn thought for breath of a bell, and walkest was a Friar, the fly. Care. To show it.

               XLVIII

To you, all smiles. Of sweet music which glows no art, but fayle fall down through smock: she is won!

               XLIX

There it aside to speak or more her stubborne and knee-high thou art—not claim. But very loves.

               L

I stay? Its slender bit Beauties, and rare conclusion at her in her me too bold aspire.

               LI

To followed so clings served to see, and white man that: a pleasure! And wishes, and peace molest.

               LII

And fit to offending flowers. And weep away did any hearthstone? The squiresses once!

               LIII

The lady’s finger touch the next to dressed Lady Blanche to have told the worke that Fate alone.

               LIV

I go. Thy soul is call’d upon the garden rustic tower half-lost in fact, exquisite.

               LV

Let Virtue poor houses went. Without strongly part remain beyond court, to-day, or denies.

               LVI

Tears, who should euery part whenas deafen’d with hindward feathers’ arms ’gainst a sign! And Juan now?

               LVII

Had heard, and thinck euer lieth. And love accelerating love to your heart of Sabine showman.

               LVIII

And nought to wow me and Lilia plea, whose brain and with the bold erected looks are bad.

               LIX

To say what head: one good matches. What I laugh for me afeard. But his tenants, wife o’ mine.

               LX

Night into thee another’s watched well hath me here? Or—but all part, giue leaue to entertayne.

               LXI

My through and the rest. So precinct; not of gain, thoughts that has caught, not in loue and winter, sir.

               LXII

To see your hands, the winds meet. Though true eyes the silence; other none could let thee by moonlight!

               LXIII

Than duty, learn with the heart, most remorse, that wait a sign! We took my simple together.

               LXIV

But they are lost, or next- to-last, or false in thy looked lip when as faith. But these metres meet.

               LXV

Which, whose powre of mine own forefather—none. Don Juan’s nervous felicity draperied her.

               LXVI

To wake any thought your wedding bridegroom said little space better were happy crowd divine.

               LXVII

Through she passion all hips. Nor for another heard, thy own Blood red were, seeming of her e’e.

               LXVIII

Loser- like, or no firebrand; she to have not look scarce could rock; or like a sudden, faint!

               LXIX

So soft! Love must maketh euery rash behold them at the penny that guile constant for spill.

               LXX

Of open- mouth’d prophet dream is done. They will the long bin placed the difference beare, in the love?

               LXXI

One day was a kid, it whimpers, the bonie lass wi’ an auld man! You sit and he di’d opprest.

[15ktherapy]

had a bad day while recording the video and then another couple bad days while editing and then another bad day when uploading. like be so serious. the beauty of videos is that you can edit shit out. even if having a bad day would be a good excuse (absolutely isn't) you don't then need to show everyone the results of the bad day. or allow jack manifold to show them i guess. same difference

that fucking too. bad day when he pretty happily recounted those fans of his saying they were proud of him? I’m soooo sorry your day must’ve been soooo bad.

[mossbiin]

pic redraw :D

[jessconsumesmedia]

I DID IT!!! It’s finally done after like half a month of work on it. This is a kinda crappy picture but I couldn’t carry this home because it was wet but it’s fine. (Yes Xornoth is bald like jack manifold and has no face I literally couldn’t do it and ya know it’s fine) he do be kinda thicc tho so there’s that.

There are bits I’d like to redo or fix but I’m tired and lazy so they may get changed and they may not. (However the fish on Jimmy’s head makes me less worried about the mistakes because it’s just darn cute)

[sarana174]

At first I decide to make it a movie poster cause someone on Instagram comments that this pic looks like a rom-com movie. But then I look it again and it looks more like an album cover so I make a few changes. Whaddaya think?

[astrono]

THEY GOT FUCKING JACK WHO IS DOING THIS-

[macaronis-telegraph]

Queer WWI Literature

This is a very niche and limited category, so I’ve been trying to throw together a list of what I can find out there for anyone else who might also be interested. What follows are all books that contain LGBTQ+ rep of any kind, that also involve the First World War as a central theme.

Titles with an asterisk* are the ones I have personally read, and would be more than happy to talk about/answer any questions about their content/rep!

Written in the 20th Century

Alf, by Bruno Vogel (1929)

Despised and Rejected, by Rose Allatini (pseud. A.T. Fitzroy) (1918)*

Lads: Love Poetry of the Trenches, edited by Martin Taylor (1989)

The Memorial, by Christopher Isherwood (1932)

My Father and Myself, by J.R. Ackerley (1968)

The Prisoners of War: A Play in Three Acts, by J.R. Ackerley (1925)*

The Regeneration Trilogy (Regeneration, The Eye in the Door, The Ghost Road), by Pat Barker (1991, 1993, 1995)*

A Scarlet Pansy, by Robert Scully (1932)*

Strange Meeting, by Susan Hill (1976)

Written in the 21st Century

The Absolutist, by John Boyne (2011)

Across Your Dreams, by Jay Lewis Taylor (2016)

Alec, by William di Canzio (2021)

Ashthorne, by April Yates (2022)

Awfully Glad, by Charlie Cochrane (2014)

Bonds of Earth, by G.N. Chevalier (2012)*

The Boy I Love, by Marion Husband (2005)*

The Daughters of Mars, Thomas Keneally (2012)

Eleventh Hour, by Elin Gregory (2016)

The Fallen Snow, by John J. Kelley (2012)

Fighting Proud: The Untold Story of the Gay Men Who Served in Two World Wars, by Stephen Bourne (2017) – (I know I said fiction, but I’m going to leave this one here anyhow)

Flower of Iowa, by Lance Ringel (2014)*

The Great Swindle, by Pierre Lemaitre (2013)*

The Indian Clerk, by David Leavitt (2007)

The Inheritance of Solomon Farthing, by Mary Paulson-Ellis (2019) *

In Memoriam, by Alice Winn (2023)

The Lie, by Helen Dunmore (2014)

The Paying Guests, by Sarah Waters (2014)

A Pride of Poppies, short story collection published by Manifold Press (2015)

Promises Made Under Fire, by Charlie Cochrane (2013)

The Shell House, by Linda Newbery (2002)*

Spectred Isle, by K.J. Charles (2017)

The Stranger’s Child, by Alan Hollinghurst (2011)

The Warm Hands of Ghosts, by Katherine Arden (2024)

Whistling in the Dark, by Tamara Allen (2008)*

Wild with All Regrets, by Emma Deards (2023)

The World and All that it Holds, by Aleksandar Hemon (2023)

This is a dynamic list, which I will continue to update whenever I find something new. If you know of anything that isn’t on this list and needs to be, please let me know!

[dreamcatcherrs]

when you wear their hoodie; mcyt x reader

dream:

the widest smile spreads onto his face

the possessive side of him comes out to show when he hugs you - to him, this shows that you're his

“how can you possibly be this cute?”

george:

george halts and just stares before giggling lightly with that big smile on his face; “is that my hoodie?”

likes seeing you in his hoodies more than he thought. plus, he sees it as a great opportunity to show off his merch😎

sapnap:

oh, he totally teases you about it

“you’re an actual thief, y/n.” and then he proceeds to tackle you in a bear hug

he do be giving mixed signals

badboyhalo:

“y/n! warn me next time when showing up looking this adorable ^-^.”

keeps poking at your sides and just looking at you with big eyes ‘cause he thinks you're super cute in his clothes

technoblade:

plays it off cool, but as always, he is DYING on the inside

“you could've just told me if you were cold…”

he will end up cuddling with you later because “you might end up getting cold again, and he can't let that happen.”

wilbur soot:

“lil baby! lil’ baby boo!”

he literally goes on with this for HOURS

keeps poking your cheeks and randomly smiling at you for the rest of the day

jschlatt:

“if you don't get over here right now, I’m gonna have to drag you over here.”

sounds serious and looks it, but when you come over to him, he’s all cuddles and kisses, inhaling the scent you’ve spread onto his hoodie

corpse husband:

his insides flip upside down

just the way the hoodie sleeves go over your hands- shfsjhfjh it has him shaking from cuteness

“you're so cute,” he’d say and leave you with a forehead kiss.

karl jacobs:

he literally freaks out and can't even react properly with words

“cute” is all he says, and then he’s wrapping his arms around you, swinging you from side to side

he’ll be clinging onto you for the rest of the day

skeppy:

“baby, literally stop, you're the cutest.”

drops everything to go over and ruffle your hair up, and then pull the hood over your head

seeing you in his hoodie warms his heart

fundy:

“are you trying to take my brand from me?”

mainly he just jokes around with you, but he definitely thinks it looks good on you

quackity:

his eyes widen, and if he’s holding something, you best believe he’s gonna drop it

“what’s this then?”

grabs you by the waist and kisses your nose

punz:

rubs his chin slowly, looking you up and down

“damn, babe. you can have my whole closet if you want it.”

makes you sit on his lap for the entire time he’s streaming

awesamdude:

simp hours; open

“c’mere baby. I want a closer look.”

he only says that so he can get you close enough to pull you into his embrace and keep you there

slimecicle:

he literally runs up to wrap his arms tightly around your body, lifting you up in the air and swinging you around

“never. take. it off.”

holds your hand under the sleeve a lot

eret:

moves closer to inspect you

“you're… wearing my hoodie?”

feels so proud of himself and will remember this moment forever

foolish:

“ahhhh, that's mine!”

gets super excited, and grabs a matching one so he can match with you!

hugs you a lot

jack manifold:

he is so fucking proud of himself and will never stop speaking of this moment

takes so many pictures and videos of you when you're cuddling together

just to have them saved for later

tommy:

time stands still for him for a moment, trying to recall if you had a hoodie exactly the same as his, or if it is okay for him to freak out about this

and so he does

but he is lowkey clingy for the rest of the day, so it’s definitely had an effect on him

tubbo:

“awh, y/n. you looks so cute :(”

swings his arm around your shoulders to pull you into him with a sweet smile on his face

fiddles a lot with the sleeves and your fingers

ranboo:

“wow, can't believe I'm dating a criminal.” (because you stole his hoodie)

jokes with you about it, but really, he finds it super cute that you would just naturally wear his hoodie

pulls at the hood strings to make your face disappear behind the hood

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[sandbees]

Dumbass but hilarious to consider scenario.

Dream SMP however it's the Twisted Boys doing the roleplay.

They were recording it because why not and did not expect the popularity it would get.

Yuu is Wilbur. Especially with the cursed lore. There have been many attempts to get them to stop. They all failed.

Riddle basically has Bad's roleplay role and is quite proud of The Egg Arc.

Ace is Tommy and Epel is Dream. Deuce is Tubbo. Sebeck is Sapnap. And Jack is George because he's not that into the heavy stuff.

You chose who everyone else is essentially playing as. Just wanted to share this.

*Laughs in 10 steps ahead of you*

I actually have like a few pages in a notebook about this. The cast list goes as follows:

Dream: Lilia (Mainly because Diasomnia is a strong af group and they do fit the “intimidating enemies” vibe.)

George: Malleus (Mainly because of King George in that one arc, plus with the lore of Dream and George being very close during that time. Though Jade takes George’s role during the Manberg/Pogtopia arc)

Sapnap: Silver (I find it funny that Silver, who is calm and also really low energy, is Sapnap, who has very high energy.)

Tommy: Ace (Come on, it’s obvious. Those two would be friends if Tommy traveled to Twisted Wonderland)

Tubbo: Deuce (Also very obvious. Tommy and Tubbo are a duo as much as Ace and Deuce.)

Wilbur: Epel (MMMMMM, Epel going batshit insane is a)

Fundy: Jack (...furry-) (No actually I think it’d be really cool for Jack, who has a strong moral compass betray his own morals just to keep up a spy act.)

Eret: Sebek (HAHAHHAHAHAHA, IT FITS BECAUSE SEBEK WOULD TOTALLY BETRAY THEM FOR LILIA AND MALLEUS)

Niki: Trey (Baker :) Also it’s fitting that Trey would be the one to kill Ace)

Techno: Leona (C’mon, his attitude matches DSMP! Techno, and he totally would be an anarchist.)

BBH: Kalim (Egg Arc :)))) Kalim would totally let himself be possessed for the sake of Jamil)

Skeppy: Jamil (Egg Arc :) Also best friends with Kalim obvs)

Sam: Vil  (I...have no exact reason for this. I just think it fits for some reason. Maybe because Warden Vil sounds really cool???)

Antfrost: Rook  (Cats have night vision, Rook canonically has good vision. Also, that one bit where Tommy, Techno, and Tubbo made Ant into an S-L-A-V-E? Hilarious if the cast did that)

Schlatt: Azul (Slimy business man? He would totally kick out Epel and Ace lmao)

Quackity: Floyd (I MADE THIS BEFORE QUACKITY’S PRISON STREAMS AND OOOHHH MY GOOOODD, I’M SHAKING FLOYD WOULD DO THAT IF HE WASN’T RESTRAINED)

Punz: Ruggie (Both do stuff for a price, literally makes the most sense)

Jack Manifold: Riddle (Riddleland :0 and also he totally would help Deuce make nukes with his big brain and use them to attempt to murder Ace with them)

Philza: Crowley (I feel like this one is obvious???)

Ranboo: Othro ( :))) Othro angst where he remembers nothing. Deuce adopts Othro for the tax benefits.)

Puffy: Yuu (THERAPIST ANYONE????)

Karl: Cater (Cater documents his life a lot, like Karl documenting his own adventures.

Foolish: Idia (Idia is from the dorm based on a Greek God. Foolish is a God. Enough said. Also getting sacrificed for an Egg cult is tragic and hilarious)

Anyways, even if this is my general idea, your idea sounds amazing! I’ve written a lot of other DreamSMP inspired ideas on my blog, involving Yuu, Rook, and Jamil being Tubbo, Techno, and Eret on their way to beat up Crowley (Sam) for taking Grim (Micheal). There was also another time where I wrote Tubbo’s Checkmate scene with our classic quartet.

I like your castings, though! I totally agree that Yuu would be the one to make up cursed lore (”I gave birth to Grim, he’s my son, and his other parent is a tree!”) I also like Riddle being BBH, which means Trey would probably be Skeppy, and WHOOO BOY THE ANGST. Thinking about Sebek as Sapnap does make sense, and I could totally see him and Ace fighting early in the SMP. Though, idk about Jack being Gogy, since George basically sleeps a lot, which I don’t see Jack doing at all.

Anyways, that’s just my cup of tea. I really like this idea tho! :0

[mothra-mcyt]

younger reader coming out to mcyts's? no sexuality specified cause I don't want people to feel alienated but same sex attraction definitely a part of it. thanks!

☾ MCYT's reaction to young reader coming out ☽

》 Dream 《

"Wait really? That's amazing! Thank you so much for telling me!"

Will honestly be so supportive when you came out to him and won't treat you any differently after that

If you come out to him as trans he'll first ask for your pronouns and (if you want to) have already thought of a new name

》 Sapnap 《

"That's so cool :)"

Doesn't really express his support verbally but more through actions

Will definitely start a fight if someone is being transphobic, homophobic etc.

》 George 《

"I don't really know what to say but just know i support you."

Also doesn't really know how to show his support but he's trying his best

May also not know the meaning of what you came out as so you might have to explain it to him but won't treat you any differently

》 Badboyhalo 《

"Thank you so much for trusting me enough to tell me that :D No matter what i'll always support you and never treat you differently!"

Loves to learn more about your identity/sexuality etc. and will also inform himself on his own

Really has to hold himself back from not getting violent whenever someone is not being accepting

》 Wilbur Soot 《

"Yoooo that's amazing! I'm so proud of you and thank you so much for telling me!"

Honestly so happy for you and that you trusted him enough to tell him. Will be your personal protector

"To anyone not accepting my friend for who they are, fuck you, leave my chat right now i do not want you here."

》 Jack Manifold 《

"That's great to hear! Good on you honestly!"

Will be your biggest supporter. Manifold, supporter of the gays my beloved

Makes sure to learn more about your identity, sexuality etc. to understand you better

》 Karl Jacobs 《

"Wait really!? That's great i'm so proud of you!"

It makes him so happy seeing you find out new things about your identity and no matter what will support you and is willing to learn

It honestly breaks his heart and makes him so disappointed and anrgy whenever someone is being homophobic, acephobic etc.

》 Captain Puffy 《

"I'm so happy for you! Thank you so much for telling me!"

On her supportive mom arc (honestly if she wasn't bisexual herself i feel like she would sent you cloths with a rainbow on it lmao)

May be 5'2 but will still fuck up anyones shit if they don't accept you for who you are

》 Philza Minecraft 《

"Really? That's amazing mate i'm fucking proud of you!"

Very accepting and supportive of you no matter what

Whenever someone was homophobic in you chat and he banned them he won't accept any unban requests. Dad be crafting a belt

》 Tommy 《

"That's so fucking poggers man holy shit! Good on you!"

More the type for aggressive support

I feel like he would just scream validating things at you whenever he has the chance to

If you don't want him to beat up people you need to hold him back whenever someone's being unaccepting

》 Tubbo 《

"Yooo dude that's so fricking cool man!"

I feel like he'd be supportive in his own way ("Shank whoever you want to shank bossman." -Tubbo)

Remember that time he gave Eret dating advice? Yeah he's also definitely gonna do that

》 Ranboo 《

"Wait what really? That's amazing holy cow that's so cool!"

Ranboo, protector of the queers and genderqueers my beloved so supportive of you and will show that publicly

Usually doesn't hate on anyone or at least express it but you know that when someone is being homophobic, transphobic etc. to you in real life he will not hesitate to throw hands

Masterlist

[tarosin]

The great adventures of y/n tommy tubbo and ranboo - the best mcc team

this is an extra to the great adventures series

the moment you found out ranboo got into mcc you instantly ran into the room you were sharing pulling him into a hug you were honestly so proud of him and he was going to be with tubbo

“BOO I'M SO PROUD OF YOU YOU'RE GOING TO DO AMAZING”

unfortunately, you weren’t going to be in mcc this month but that didn’t stop you from being over the moon for your friend. when it was finally time for mcc you wished your friend good luck and apologised for not being able to watch his pov as you weren’t about to break the tradition of watching Tommy after all he was your first and biggest supporter. 3 hours later the event ended and everyone who was watching ranboos pov heard you faintly screaming at Tommy over discord whilst tubbo sat laughing and ranboo was concerned, he heard from Tommy that you would often yell at him however he didn’t believe that he was being honest

“FUCK YOU TOMMY STOP LAUGHING YOU HIT ME IN TO GET TO THE OTHER SIDE ON PURPOSE THEN LAUGHED ABOUT ME NOT BEING IN…..fine when I get in I’m requesting to be on Scott's team…I’m still mad at you but you did great I'm so proud of you congrats Tommy I’ll see you soon goodbye”

at the start of the next month, you received a message from Scott

Scott: so I have a few things to tell you 1 - how would you feel about becoming head twitch mod it’s only fair you’ve been my mod for a while and 2 - welcome to mcc make sure to fill in the form asap!

y/n: 1 - of course I’d love to be head twitch mod and 2 - heh??

not long later you received a form at the same time as your friends, you decided not to tell anyone and somehow you managed to keep it a secret, Scott agreed to lie to the others about whos team they’re on as he knew how excited everyone was going to be. today was the day your big secret would be released, you Tommy tubbo and ranboo were sat outside when the notification went out announcing the team honestly you’ll never forget the look on their faces when they realised

MCChampionship_ tweeted: 👑announcing team green guardians 👑

@tommyinnit @tubbolive @ranboosaysstuff @y/n

Watch them in MCC on Saturday, August 28th at 8 pm BST!

“Y/N WHAT THE FUCK”

“congrats y/n”

ranboo didn’t say anything he just tackled you into a hug like you did last month when you found he was in mcc. Tommy and tubbo were still processing what they just read

“Scott fucking lied to me”

“aye I told him to”

“what the fuck”

from then the four of you would constantly stream with each other on the mcc training server, you were a strong team when you weren’t yelling at each other.

time flew by soon enough it was the 28th of August. Tommy genuinely couldn’t believe it his best friend was in mcc and on a team with him and he genuinely believed you all had a decent chance in winning as you were a strong team. Tommy invited you over to stream mcc he claimed it was because there would be three people trying to stream in the same room, in reality, it was because he wanted to see your reaction and be there for your first mcc.

Tommy let you stream from his room he had spent the previous night getting advice from tubbo on how he managed to set up so he could stream with ranboo in the same room.

“you ready y/n”

“of course I’ve been watching and learning from the best”

you and Tommy set up and joined the discord call and the mcc server, it was finally time. similarly to ranboo this was something you had wanted to do since Tommy told you all about it on your way home from school one day. 30 minutes later it was time for the games to begin and this is where the chaos began.

“you know what I hope it’s build mart”

“what the fuck y/n”

“fuck you I’m good at build mart- oh you’re joking it’s fucking parkour tag”

this is when you realised that two screaming teenagers in the same room both trying to stream the event wasn’t the best idea, you and Tommy would constantly scream at poor ranboo who was just trying to hunt the other team

“RANBOO CATCH THEM”

“really y/n?! I thought I’d let them win this round”

unsurprisingly your team was doing great you had won 7/8 rounds but there was still one more round, determined to be the one to get dream you decided to be the hunter

“y/n don’t worry if you can’t get them we’re doing well”

“Y/N IGNORE RANBOO ME AND TOMMY DON'T WANT TO LOSE”

“not putting pressure on me at all thank you boys”

being close friends with technoblade gave you an advantage you didn’t expect due to the fact he helped to “train” you for your first mcc which ended up being the reason you were able to catch them all and then helped the others avoid being caught

“tubbo he's to your left TUBBO I SAID HES TO YOUR LEFT WHY ARE YOU GOING LEFT TOMMY RUN RUN RUN RUN ranboo you’re doing great”

“NO WAY”

you had just successfully won the round against dream sapnap George and quackity and you would never let dream live this down

“do you guys think dream will let me be in one of his manhunts now”

“no”

“fuck you tubbo you’re just mad you couldn’t catch all the runners in yellow yaks. you couldn’t catch jack manifold”

so far everything was going well you were currently in 4th place and your team had high hopes. you all felt the need to confirm to your chats that you’re all not actually mad at each other and not to worry about everything.

the next game was survival games ranboo wasn’t ready for this due to the last mcc where he died pretty early on, it started well you all stuck together as a team until the game was nearly over and you got distracted by a chest and ran away from the others whilst they were fighting another team this ended up being a happy accident in disguise you got the notification that Tommy tubbo and ranboo were killed fighting another team

“oh fuck”

“WE COULD HAVE WON WAIT Y/N DID YOU DIE”

“no”

tubbo could practically hear your smile as you explained to them that you ran off and was currently under a tree watching the others fight, you used the fact they died in the game to your advantage they would tell you if anyone was coming to attack you whilst you ran around collecting loot avoiding the others shooting arrows

“AYO STOP FUCKING SHOOTING ME ITS MY FIRST MCC LET ME WIN”

“Y/N HAVE YOU GOT LAVA”

“I DO AAAAAA PISS OFF LET ME WIN”

“USE THE LAVA YOU CAN EASILY TAKE OUT HALF OF THE REMAINING PLAYERS”

to everyone’s surprise, it worked due to the border being smaller so there was less room to run soon it was you vs punz at this point you were determined to win

“GO Y/N GO GO GO HIT HIM YOU CAN DO IT”

“you’re doing so well y/n”

some may call it beginners luck but you ended up winning the fight against punz

“LETS FUCKING GO Y/N”

“I DID IT OH MY GOD”

the next game was hole in the wall and long story short you sucked, ranboo on the other hand did not. it didn’t take long for you to fall every single round. this helped the others though as you were able to yell which side the wall was coming from

“fuck this stupid game the wall hates me”

“y/n you're supposed to jump through the gaps“

“you know what no I’m going to get on a sapnap alt stream by glitching through”

this didn’t work you died again

“well fuck there I go I guess you’ve got this though guys Tommy you’re doing decent”

“I'm doing great thank you- oh I died FUCK YOU FOR DISTRACTING ME”

“blah blah blah GO TUBBO AND RANBOO”

you couldn’t believe it ranboo was one of the final people remaining, unfortunately, ranboo jumped too late resulting in him falling but nonetheless you were proud of him

“unlucky boo you all did great”

the next game was battle box the four of you had been practising this a lot so there was a lot of pressure to do well especially since you were now in the top 3 on the leaderboard, the strategies you made from practicing paid off you managed to win the majority of the rounds, however, there was a lot of screaming and arguing during the last round

“RANBOO STOP STEALING MY KILLS OR I'M GOING TO START HITTING YOU WITH A SWORD”

“he’s been stealing mine too y/n”

tubbo was honestly playing well during this game and you were amazed

unfortunately, the arguing resulted in you losing the round as you were all focusing on arguing which meant you missed the other team rushing to wool

“unlucky boys”

“7 wins out of 9 rounds honestly isn’t that bad we should still be third we just need to stay strong with the rest of the games”

during the break before the last four games, the four of you sat making plans for the next few round

“I want to get to the other side last I think that will be our strength”

there was still a rather long break left so you did what anyone else would do run around the server and yell this was a huge mistake as it messed with the soundproofing resulting in tommys mic picking you up and vice versa

“so I guess we’re streaming like this now”

“FIX IT”

“well since you asked so nicely tubso…no”

tubbo ended up doing the same to the soundproofing in the room he was in with ranboo were in meaning all four of you were now having a scuffed stream as you ran out of time to fix it because before you knew it, it was time to play sky battle

“right we should go left”

“tubbo will get iron Tommy will make the bridge and y/n will do…something”

you did the same thing techno did in the pride mcc and hid occasionally breaking blocks from underneath people so they would fall the others were doing well the game was a mixture of you all encouraging each other and you all cursing each other out whilst ranboo ignored you all and spoke to his chat

“chat I know you can hear double everyone if I could fix it I would but tubbo y/n and Tommy are being too stubborn to fix everything and we don’t have time”

“Y/N WHERE ARE YOU”

“making people fall to their death can we talk about our feelings now because this is stressful as hell”

“NOT THE TIME”

you all did decently you weren’t amazing at this game but that was expected it was something you all weren’t the biggest fan of but somehow you were all still in third place and that was something you weren’t expecting especially for your first mcc

it was now time for sands of time you all needed to do well

“bruh I wanted build mart what the fuck is this”

“we’re not going to win this game boys”

and tubbo would be corrected that that statement, you ended up having a visual glitch making it difficult, Tommy would constantly get trapped in a dungeon like last time things weren’t loading for ranboo you had no idea what tubbo was doing and quite frankly you didn’t want to find out unless it was going to be good news and considering all you could hear was tubbo yelling anything that came to mind you could guess it wasn’t going well. you tried to rage quit a couple of times only to be yelled at by the others every time you disconnected from the server

“Y/N STOP LEAVING”

“I CAN'T SEE SHIT”

“you’re doing well y/n stay calm we’re going to be fine”

“OH I CAN'T PLAY THIS GAME I'M DYSLEXIC”

“CLEARLY WE'RE NOT FINE TUBBO IS STRUGGLING TOMMY IS LOCKED IN A DUNGEON AND I CAN'T SEE SHIT...HAVE YOU GOT THE LETTER N YET”

“no, they’re spawning one in for me”

“could them maybe I don’t know speed up the process”

yeah you ended up losing that game and got knocked down the 4th good news is it was only by a couple hundred points

next up was ace race

“do yous reckon Scott's tested this map”

“aren’t you his head twitch mod”

“you’re right I'll message him and find out”

luckily you all managed to do pretty well, Tommy was off to a great start you tubbo and ranboo weren’t far behind you all agreed to follow each other rather than the crowd which paid off as when everyone else went the wrong way rather than following you all managed to go the right way thanks to ranboo yelling he thinks that he knows where to go and thankfully he was correct which put Tommy first tubbo second ranboo third and you fourth, you all ended up lapping people on your final lap and honestly, none of you guessed this would happen but you weren’t exactly complaining. a few moments later you all crossed the finishing line and were the first team to finish giving you the bonus points you needed to push you to second place

“did you know since I first got into mcc I would put y/ns name down for who I wanted to play with”

“TOMMY OH MY GODDDD”

a few seconds later you showed up on Tommy's face cam as you ran over to him giving him a hug

“you’re doing great y/n we might get into dodgebolt”

“dude we’re winning this shit”

soon enough it was time for the last game (unless you got into dodgebolt) and luckily it was to get to the other side

“we've got this we have actually got this we’re going to get to dodgebolt”

you stuck with Tommy for almost every round mainly because speed bridging wasn’t for you. you were all doing great you were the first team to finish for multiple rounds however you were also the last team to finish for a few rounds

“boys I'm not sure if we’ll get through”

“We all had fun”

“if we get into dodgebolt we’re going to be against dream”

“WILL YOU ALL FUCKING FOCUS”

“no- OW TOMMY HIT ME WITH A PEN”

“IT WAS THE CLOSEST THING WOULD YOU RATHER I CHUCK MY COMPUTER MOUSE”

“will you two quit fighting we’re about to find out the final scores.”

3..2..1

“oh my god”

“what the fuck”

“ranboo and y/n are about to play dodgebolt”

“LETS GO WHAT THE FUCK”

you all did it you successfully kept 2nd place somehow now all you had to do was win dodgebolt against dream George sapnap and quackity. safe to say you and ranboo were nervous as fuck and rightfully so as you all lost the first game

“let’s be serious we need to focus now”

you all won the next round

“LETS FUCKING GO WE'VE GOT THIS”

it was now the third round Tommy and tubbo were now out it was you and ranboo against dream and sapnap

“bruh were fucked ranboo”

ranboo took aim and somehow hit sapnap whilst you took a moment to type a message in chat

y/n: it’s my first mcc how do you feel knowing you’re about to lose

it was now your turn to take aim and Tommy yelling in the background wasn’t helping you and the yelling made you shoot before you were ready luckily ranboo picked up an arrow and was able to hit dream, it was now 1 vs 2 if you won this round you would all be the champions and that’s exactly what happened you all quit yelling at each other hell you muted the discord call so you could focus all you could hear was Tommy next to you occasionally supporting you

“come on y/n final round. you’re about to win your first mcc I’m so proud of you”

“you’re doing amazing Tommy thank you for everything now let’s win this thing”

and just like that, it was over Tommy took the final shot and hit sapnap

you all unmuted the four of you yelling

“TOMMY TUBBO RANBOO I'M SO PROUD OF YOU GUYS”

“WE DID IT WE FUCKING DID IT”

“OH MY GOD”

“WELL DONE EVERYONE”

this time Tommy ran over to you pulling you into a hug he was genuinely so proud of you and the others

“you did it y/n you won your first mcc that’s amazing”

“I couldn’t have done it without you or the others I love you all”

after talking to the other teams and ending stream

you and Tommy stayed on call with tubbo and ranboo

“you two need to make your way back here”

“me and y/n could probably catch a train if we’re very quick”

you nodded and quickly grabbed everything you needed thankfully your good luck hadn’t come to an end yet as you and Tommy were able to catch one of the last trains, Tommy had an arm around you as he noticed you were getting tired after all you did just go through the stress of your first mcc to over 170k viewers you ended up falling asleep on his shoulder a few hours passed and you were at the last stop Tommy lightly tapped your shoulder

“hey y/n were here tubbo and ranboo are waiting for us over there…let’s go celebrate this win shall we”

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[muffindaddystyles]

Keep holding my hand.

Harry was in an emotionally abusive relationship before y/n, something happens that makes his insecurities float back.

Impetuous reel of dithery thoughts rapidly bustles on the wall, Harry stares at it blankly – he stares and stares and stares ..... yet it does nothing for what he wishes.

His stomach fills with acid and his mouth burns with foulness with each painful beat his heart gives realizing maybe this's the end ---- he doesn’t spare a glance to the dinner wafting off he cooked with much happiness looking forward to tonight.

Where did I went wrong?

Did I hurt her in any way? What if she didn’t like me popping up at her studio that day to remind her of tonight

Well Keat didn’t like it ..... She used to hate it Infact,

No! She’s not like keat —--

But, then why isn’t she picking your phone? She knew, promised and she still didn’t came tonight?

What if she’s sick? Fuck, then I should go to her.

He shuts his screaming conscience down, shoving the heels of his palm against his pop-sockets wearily to make him feel something --- to escape the hurt that’s looming around him, crushing and squeezing him to death.

He blows off the candles, melted to their base from being sorrowfully lit from three hours atleast --- mocking him and his sincerity.

You deserve this.

Why did y’think ye' deserved anybody’s love?

She doesn’t love you anymore --- just like keat....

The corners of his glossy eyes prickles with pearly tears and it drops down his clavicles, with blurry vision he dials her one last time and it goes straight to her voicemail alike past three hours.

Hiya, Y/N here! Leave a message ‘cos I mighty be busy or maybe lazyin' round the farthest corner of my home .......

He tosses and turns, does it manifold times --- his sleep betrays him too and he’s angry soaring with venom, if he could scream from a cliff and throw stones down the pound furiously he'd instead his eyes runs droopy.

His shuddering breath sulks to tranquillity, all he could hear’s a screech of wind that’s hitting the window and his guts.

His body jerks at the chirp of voice he’s oh so familiar with —- other days he'd be submerging in the honeyness of it but at the moment he bites down his wrist to keep him wrenching his empty stomach out.

“Happy anniversary, bub!” His brows clinches down into a grumblish frown and he presses his hand between his thighs turning his back upon hearing the careful steps treading in.

The creaking stalls and she stands at his doorway with heavy heart, her throat —-- uff her throat feels like as if someone punched it several times.

Not letting her tongue to utter any word —- anything that’d assure him and her, everything’s alright --- it’s not a big deal.

Ofcourse, it is!

Little things matters most to him – told you —- he .. — he told you himself and you hurt him, you hurt him just because you couldn’t stand to your boss.

She wanted it to be perfect for him, for them — winded up the work her boss hoarded on her mercilessly last minute demanding her to wrap it up in an hour --- felt giddy and motivated to do it speedily looking forward to their celebration. Bought his favourite chocolate moose cake standing in the line of his favourite bakery, since he doesn’t like any other flavour.

She stands at the side bed looking down at him, heartbreaking in million pieces seeing him torn, all teary cheeks and this stoic for the first time they’ve been dating.

“’M sorry -- I –- my boss trapped me and – ‘n I really wanted to call you —-- then it took me forever at your favourite bakery, I’m so sorry baby.” She rambles nebbish-ly and catches onto his shoulder when he tries to face away from her.

He mutters, “Forget bout it. Go back home ‘s getting late.” Though, his heart lurches forward to embrace her and shower her in kisses telling her “it’s totally fine.” And that “how bout we celebrate now,” but being an emotionally sensitive person has it's very cons and one of it is requiring space and time to recover for better thinking.

His eyes slips into abyss and he holds back a sniffle when he feels the mattress dip behind him, she sighs, coos in the softest voice she only keeps it for her lover, “Oh baby .... you’re my home.” She's well aware of the anxiety he goes through. He feels like everything crumbling but she's there to catch him and she rubs his back.

The many many reassurances he needs from his lovie to keep going for them, the praises for him for treating her like the most precious daffodil —- because he never got praised before; even though how much of the world’s luxuries he'd lay at his ex's feet was never assured that how much she loves him (because she never did).

Y/N would never want his insecurities to float back and sting his scars, she'd never want him to ever go through from what he did in past —-- to be used like a toy and manipulated, might sound weird and whumpy of her but she’d kill many dragons to keep him protected at any cost.

He sleeps with her body cocooning him from behind and his erratic breath syncs to her calm ones.

..

His dreams full of suffering, void and darkness violently clashing and swirling against eachother as the ugly creature takes Y/N away from him, leaving him in prison of his own pathetic head.

Fear of loss —- he fears loosing her and does it make him toxic? He was snubbed so many times – being told his behaviour was toxic that he’d hesitate before doing anything precisely very fondly caring —- but then Y/N came in his life and she'd tell him how much she appreciates him, how he’s like the best sundae in hot summer and he felt like she’s the sunshine he was waiting for in the never-ending rainy days.

Y/N stirs from her light sleep on hearing the broken whimpers, the valley of her chest moist as he cries into her and she cups his cheeks gazing down at him concerned, “What happened sunny .... baby talk to me ...” Her voice groggy and on verge of tearing.

She sits back a little with him still between her legs and wipes his tears away gently, “I’m so sorry ...” He mumbles –-- eyes bloodshot and she shakes her head pulling him closer, if she’d be able to cradle him in his lap she'd but apparently he’s too big.

Queasy hiccups, “f – fo'--... d —- dou...” sad sniffles and hiccups that tightens his chest.

She tenders his wobbly lip kissing his temple, “shhh. shhh, puppy I should be the one apologising yeah?”

“no .. I didn’t gave another thought before doubting --- that –-- that you’re about to leave, no person in right mind does this – I —-,” His body trembles with blue sobs.

“Harry ...” she tries to gain his attention and when he still doesn’t listen, “I know I don’t deserve y'n – ‘n maybe you don’t want me anymore —--” she raises it a bit, “Harry!” he falls quiet --- nibbling the corner of his cheek to hold back hiccups.

“Look at me puppy, yeah? Shh hold my hand and take a breather.” She smiles. Takes his sweaty hand and aligns his palm to her mouth for a deep kiss – then squeezes it.

“Keep holding it baby, keep holding my hand, you’re going to be fine --- we – see us here,” she points between them with gleamy eyes and he nods timidly wiping his nose with his sweater paw, “we are fine baby –- we are okay..”

How could someone be this dreamy? This gentle and sweet? What did I do to deserve my lovie?

“Better?” She inquires. Little worried that he'll fall back into rabbit hole and tucks his head under her chin, keeping him warm against her chest and he clutches the hem of her shirt nuzzling into her.

“Did you really think, I’d leave you and that on our first year anniversary? Sorry to tell you .... ‘m stitched to your hip for life time, there’s no exchange policy puppy how much you grump.”

She grins. Happy to earn a feeble chuckle from him and scratches his head, looping his curls around her fingers.

“I love you.” She startles when he speaks hoarsely after the longest time and it’s not like he's saying it for the first –-- but it still doesn’t fail to engulf her in warmth, so much of it.

“I love you too, you’re my only puppy and very loved one.” His eyes crinkles prettily at that and she kisses the tip of his nose.

“You want to rest? We could eat the dinner you dearly made for me and oh we got moose cake in fridge too, what a coincidence!” She giggles. The room fills with wet treacly noises of smoochy kisses she’s patching on his cheeks and his jaw.

Without a word he holds her finger and leads her to kitchen, she creates proud noises of “ooh!” and “ahh!” trying to sneak a glimpse from over his shoulder but he'd shoo her away as he heats the food; she gets out gorgeous smiles from him she cherishes so much.

“You did all of this for me?” She gasps sweetly, hand over heart to accentuate the love she's feeling and walks towards him when he nods timidly rubbing his socks feetsies one over the other.

His cheeks blazes peach and she giggles pinching them, “You’re so cute aren’t you?”

“Okay then. Let’s eat!” she claps her hands together and pecks his lips before pulling her chair beside him rather than opposite to him and his heart flutters at that --- each pore oozing with deep love for her and every insecurity and anxious ideas completely drains out of him when she pats his seat and wiggles in her own --- anticipated to taste what he made.

“Hmm. This tastes so good, H! Your hands are really magical, huh?” She passes him a smirk pecking each of his knuckle to make him feel better about himself and his lips quirks up softly, “Thank you – d’ya w'na umm eat the moose here o'in bed?” Her face beams at that, him speaking more than two words and looking forward to spend the night with her.

“On bed, please –-- would you like tea? Think ‘m running out of if —- proper jello ....” She cleans the table and raises her brows when he gazes her adorningly as she’s the nymphs of stary oceans.

He shakes his head, nose twitchy as she nudges him teasingly and he takes her off-guard --- hugging her by waist and kisses her soft tummy.

“Nothing just love you bleedin’ much.”

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