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hanzajesthanza · 2 months ago
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if the new witcher book doesn’t also have dandelion showing geralt around a city and fondly feeding him sauerkraut with tongs then it’s gonna be a 0/10 for me
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blackynsupremacy · 1 month ago
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black girls,
write the content you want.
i’m serious.
idc if you think it’s gonna flop.
idc if you think you’re a terrible writer or artist.
idc if you believe that character/celebrity/athlete/whoever likes black girls or not. (who cares what the fandom says anyway!)
idc if you’re the first and only one to start that _____ x black reader tag.
make the content you want to see!
do it for you most importantly! (you will inspire others ofc)
in conclusion, you won’t get it if you won’t make it.
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angermango · 2 months ago
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i try to warm up and/or fight off burnout by making dumb memes/joke edits for anything (with middling success). this is the PL edition of the latest abominations i concoted in my lab
originals: [1] | [2] | [3 (blank)]
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yanchive · 6 months ago
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Tsundere turned Yandere?
Listen, I reaaallly don't like tsunderes, I find the concept to be annoying, having someone essentially treat you like shit because they can't grow a pair and accept their feelings for you.
But, the concept of a tsun going yandere sounds pretty interesting.
Surely, after dealing with so many snarky comments and polarizing experiences, not knowing if they genuinely enjoy your presence/friendship or if their just tolerating you because you two share an overlapping social circle. There's only so much you can take recieving gifts from them only for them to turn around act like it was burden to go all the way to the store to buy you it even though you never asked. Like, who does that? Gets mad at YOU for giving YOU gifts...?
It makes you stressed. The contradiction of verbal abuse and caring, affectionate actions leave you confused and annoyed. Eventually, the only right thing to do for your sanity is drop them as a friend. Yeah, you'd probably have to drop the other couple friends that are part of each of your social circle, but if it meant not being overwhelmed with gifts, affection, and berating comments, then so be it.
You break the news to them after another encounter. They had called you stupid for being cold one day(it was the middle of winter, why tf wouldn't you be cold!?). They began dragging you to the nearest café for a cup of hot chocolate, but you pulled away and confessed how your feeling. You wanted to do it as cordial as possible, but that uneeded insult had you being a little harsher than you liked it to be.
To be honest, it made you feel bad for a second, when you saw their resting bitch face melt away, their eyes going wide as they flinched away from you when you raised your voice. A look crossed their face that you couldn't quite discern, but you can tell it fell under the line of surprise and sadness. Heartbreak, maybe? But why would they be heartbroken? They've been nothing but a pain in the ass to you.
You fled before they could shake themselves from their shock and respond. They called after you, but you can tell by their fading calls, they were not following after you.
You blocked them on everything, and explained the situation to your friends before leaving all groupchats that had the little brat in them, and took the week off to settle your nerves and hide away. Not because you thought anything bad would happen, but just to hope whatever possible attempts at contact would wash over when they'll eventually(hopefully) give up. You knew a few times you got them coming to your door, but you never bothered to respond.
Once the week ended, and you decided to enter back into society, the first few days went by smoothly. Only to be awoken one morning to barrage of texts and missed phone calls from an unknown number.
The texts started off tame. A wave of apologies and begs of forgiveness. Confessions of love and compliments, telling you how they never meant to hurt you. How they were terrified of you finding out they were in love. The fear of rejection was so bad that they completely overlooked how their actions would affect you. It got more and more incoherent and unhinged until it was nothing but a massive load of photos taken of you throughout the past few days. Distant photos. You're in a grocery store in the first few photos. Going down multiple aisles. You're getting milk and eggs in one, chips and soda in another, deodorant, and body wash in these one. At the checkout lane in the last.
You're at a gas station in the next. Someone was taken the photos from within their car. You're stepping out of your own. Heading into the station. They're zoomed into the window, getting your blurry silhouette at the register. And dozens of you just standing at the pump filling your car.
They have you at your workplace, on a walk, at a restaurant, and a coffee shop. They put little quips of how amazing you looked in the photos, how you made them feel. They talked about wanting to snap the neck of the waiter who took your order when they made you laugh.
Voicemails were them alternating from having straight up mental breakdowns, sobbing uncontrollably as they tried to plead for forgiveness between each gasp of air. Others were just straight rambles, detailing their stalking and reiterating the same affectionate compliments found in the texts. They went on about how they dream of dates with you, how your wedding would look. It was such a 180 from how they used to be. Did that one argument seriously have them snap this bad?
You told them off before blocking their number, attempting to continue your day, albeit so much more paranoid that you liked it to be.
It was terrifying. No matter how much you looked over your shoulder, studied every single person in your vicinity, and tried to blend yourself in the crowds, you could never catch a glimpse of their face, nor shake the unnerving feeling of eyes burning into your body.
Gifts would start showing up at your doorsteps and workplace. Almost every day you were continuously blocking new numbers to try and get them to stop sending you messages and photos of you with no such luck.
You were at your wits end. None of your friends could help. Hell, several of them just seemed to disappear. They just quit contacting you. Police were only minor help, actually taking it a little bit seriously until they came back and told you they talked to your alleged stalker and determined it couldn't possibly be them and that you should contact them when this alleged stalker began getting aggressive. (Hello?? You have voicemails of their fucking voice what do you mean its not them!? You knew this town was shit...)
Though, one good thing came out of contacting the police. It seemed to have scared them enough to halt their harassment. All phone calls and texts came to an end. No more gifts. You could finally breathe.
This continued for a couple weeks. Life returned back to normal. So normal, in fact, that you finally felt safe enough to attend a bar party with a few coworkers one night, just to celebrate what you thought was your new found freedom.
Its just... such a coincidence you weren't the only one invited. Not that you knew. No, not until the next morning after a horrendous hangover. A hangover you weren't expecting. You had one drink, didn't you? Why does it feel so much worse than a hangover? And why can't you move your body? When did you have so many photos of yourself in your room?
And why is their a familiar face looking down at you with that unsettling grin?
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kamiraaah · 19 days ago
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Okay, but imagine Leona's and Jack's reaction:
Ruggie just showing a picture of his new brothers with his grandma to Jack and he just snatched it to make sure its 100% actually Ernesto and Gidel and not a hallucination. He looks back at ruggie with shock and disbelief and asks if this is a joke.
Ruggie denies it saying that she jokes about alot of things, but she takes family very seriously. Confused by the question he tries to get it back asking him if there's something wrong with the picture, but Jack immediately walks away from him saying that he needs to show Leona. Confused and interested he follows Jack to see what about his new brothers made him react like this.
When Jack shows Leona the picture he snatched it to look at it again and asks Ruggie if this is a joke. He denies it again and asks why did you two look so surprised. "Have you met them before or something?"
ASGDJDKA OH ANON I LOVE IT! Is things like this that I REALLY WANTED Ruggie to part of the event, and see him interact with Ernesto/Fellow and Gino/Gidel (T^T)
ANYWAY!!! I imagine Jack and Leona don't know whether to be outraged or worried aSDAGHGASGA Now imagine if they explain what ended up happening in the park, what Ruggie's new "brothers" did and all the chaos that occurred... Which could result in two reactions, maybe.. The first: would be Ruggie in shock, in silence already getting some gray hairs, thinking about how the hell he's going to explain this to his grandmother. And the most likely, second possible reaction would be: he responds "Okay... and? Is that why you two are acting like this? Pff- They're not that bad, anyway, look at the hat she sewed for Gino-"
Meanwhile at vovó Bucchi's house~
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Yes, Fellow/Ernesto got that dad sneeze-
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mechaseraph · 2 months ago
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Remembered that I can draw anything I want forever, so whatever, self-indulged best match ...first time kinda drawing em properly also, they been on my brain a lot Less edited version under the cut
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zarla-s · 3 months ago
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If some of you are wondering who these two random old guys are I keep drawing that ruined my life you can watch this, it's about 17 minutes or so and it'll tell you everything you need to know about both of them and how they became friends with benefits. This ship has me going 90mph straight to hell, what is happening
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This one has their Japanese VAs if you want to see how they sound!
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look at them next to each other... i'm dying...
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sweethyunsu · 4 months ago
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Two in One - Cha Hyunsu
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“Stay here.”
It wasn’t a statement; it was a demand. One that you didn’t want to obey.
It was also the last thing you remember before waking up. You were resting against your shared bed while Hyunsu dabbed a cloth into a bowl of water, wringing out the excess so it wouldn't make a mess.
As the grogginess faded, your eyes looked him over. He was completely covered in scrapes, gashes, and even as his arm dabbed the cloth onto your head, it was shaking.
“I-“ You paused, tears welling in your eyes as you looked him over. You knew he’d be fine in a few hours, but he would’ve been fine already if you just listened. “I’m sorry-” You sniffed.
“None of that matters.” He cut you off with a weak smile, his hand moving to gently lay on your shoulder. “You’re safe. I’m safe.” He paused to take a breath, his arm moving from your shoulder to cup the side of your face. “We’re okay.” He finished. The look in his eyes softened as he looked at you. Partially relieved, partially lost in the way yours still held onto the worry from before.
You don’t know when the gap between the two of you closed or when your shirt was pulled off, but as you started slipping down the headboard, your hands came up to wrap around him, trying to pull him closer. A small hiss came out of him and you realized you must have held a little too tight.
“Sorry,” You whispered with a small smile, one that he returned.
“It’s okay.” He chuckled, grabbing your hand and placing it on the top of his arm instead. You moved your other hand to match on the opposite side. “Just don’t squeeze too hard.”
“Are you sure you don’t want me on top?” You gave him a weak smile.
“That might be worse, actually.” He laughed before his lips were back on you. The hand that wasn’t supporting him above you trailed down to the waistband of your shorts, easily sliding under them.
He was always soft with you, but you learned to love it. With how hectic your everyday lives were, being able to enjoy some peace with him was more than welcomed.
“Hyunsu,” You whispered as his finger reached your clit, drawing slow circles while he leaned down to press kisses along your neck.
“Shh,” He smirked against you. “I know.” He slowly slid two fingers inside you, the kiss deepening as your hips worked to try and give him a better angle.
“I don’t want to wait.” You whispered. “I want more. I can take it.” You looked up at him pleadingly. He gave you a look that told you he didn’t trust you.
“So impatient.” He gave you a soft smile as he pulled his hand away. You almost spoke up but watched eagerly as slid to the end of the bed before getting up, taking your shorts and underwear with him.
He wasted no time spreading your legs. His fingers spread you open, and his tongue gave you a few kitten licks before flattening against you. His eyes flicked up to watch you, a small smile on his face when he saw your hand reaching for his hair.
You let your eyes fall closed as you tried to relax, but you couldn’t help the guilt that tugged at you. You should be taking care of him, but he was always so giving.
You could, however, feel yourself grinding against his face as his lips wrapped around your clit, sucking mercilessly. He brought his fingers back up to start where he left off and he couldn’t help but look up to watch you, his eyes staying on you this time.
He watched as your mouth parted in a silent moan as your eyes screwed shut. It was new to you for him to be fast paced and it was embarrassing how the change affected you. You couldn’t keep still and his free arm came around to grip on your thigh. Holding it down and open.
“Hy-Hyun-“ You felt yourself getting close, small whimpers of his name fell from your lips as your grip on his hair got tighter.
Until he pulled away.
“Don’t tell me he lets you cum that easily when you can’t even follow simple directions.” His tone was different and when you looked up, his eyes had blacked out. He scoffed as you tried catching your breath, his eyes turning blue. “Don’t be so surprised.” He smiled. “You should be glad I took over. He’s in no shape to be doing any of this.”
“How long have you been here?” You swallowed hard, your breath steadying some.
“Sweetie,” He tsked. “Don’t you remember his arm was hurt? How could he have possibly held you down like that?”
Your eyes widened in horror before you tried to pull your legs away from him. He was quick to stop you, pulling you back towards him.
“Maybe if you had listened to him better, I’d let you.” He tsked. “But with how much energy he used to save you, he’s not strong enough to come back right now.” He smiled down at you, and you hated that you felt yourself clench at the situation you were in. “So, I guess you’re stuck with me.”
You watched helplessly as he spread your legs again, pinning them down.
“Don’t look at me like that.” He smiled as he watched your reaction. “We both know you’re dying to have him be rougher with you.” His smile grew. “I could see it, y’know.” He narrowed his eyes at you as his finger trailed up your leg.
“When he’s on top of you, you never seem to be enjoying yourself.” His finger ran along your leg. “When he’s eating you out, you wish he wouldn’t pull away as soon as you cum.” He smirked, his other hand running up your opposite leg.
“You want to be used.” He emphasized the word by cupping his hand around you, his palm pressing deliciously against your clit. You couldn’t help but roll your hips into it.
“Even know.” He scoffed. “You know I’m not him, but you’re still turned on.” He tilted his head. “Is it him you really want?” He started, pressing against you harder, reveling in the whine you let out. “Or is it that you don’t have anyone else?”
“Shut up.” Your words were contradicting your actions. “If you were wearing anyone else’s face, this wouldn’t be happening.”
“He’s upset, you know.” He faked a sad tone, ignoring your statement. “He’s yelling at me, threatening me even, to take my hands off of you.” He watched you buck into his hand. “How about you tell him that you’re the one touching me?”
The thought of Hyunsu watching this pinged at your heart but it also turned you on. He didn’t want anyone else touching you. He didn’t want anyone else on you. But at the same time, it was him.
“It should be you watching.” You spat, trying your best to control your hips.
“I don’t think you’ve grasped the situation.” He let out an amused chuckle as he pulled his hand away. “I could have-“ He paused to correct himself as he crawled over you. “We could have died.” He narrowed his eyes at you. “And as much as he’s just glad you’re alright, I’m a bit pissed.” His face was right in front of yours. “Sure, it would take us a while to heal, but you could have died.”
“And I’d have to hear him mope about it for god knows how long.” He sighed. “So, you can deal with me,” He cocked his head to the side. “Or you can deal with an unconscious Hyunsu.” He cocked his head to the other side. “Your call.” He smirked. “But with how tight you’re gripping onto me I don’t think you want me to stop.”
You hadn’t noticed, but your hand had gripped onto his forearm at some point. The one that previously on you.
“Like I said.” You quickly snatched you hand back. “It’s because you look like him.” You spat. “I would never touch you.”
He laughed as he backed off, pushing himself off the bed in the process.
“You can act all you want.” He walked to the side of the bed. “But we both know you’re not as against me as you’re trying to be.” As he was talking, he let Hyunsu’s normal eyes come back. You could see a gash on his head disappearing. “Not when this pretty face is the one talking.”
You almost felt like you were cheating the way you felt yourself clench at nothing. You did wish Hyunsu was rougher. You did want him to stop treating you like you would break if he put any pressure on you. As you were lost in thought, he was on your side, his hands grabbing your face to make you look at him.
“I can hear your heartbeat speeding up, y’know.” His tone was cocky, and you almost forgot it wasn’t really Hyunsu. “I don’t know why he treats you like you’re so fragile.” He scoffed, squishing your cheeks so your lips were pursed, letting out a small laugh when your hands came up to slap his away. “It looks like you can handle yourself.”
“Besides,” He smiled, his eyes blue again. “Even if he comes back, you’ll still have to put up with me until he’s strong enough to hide me away completely.” He paused, his smile growing sinisterly wide. “You don’t want me to hurt him now, do you?”
“You wouldn’t.” Your eyes locked on his and he only chuckled.
“I could lock him up in here for as long as I like.” He pointed to his head, letting out a laugh. “Especially when you like being reckless enough to put him in that state.”
“Either way, you got what you want, now bring him back.” You ignored his comment, putting all your effort into trying your best to sound like you meant what you were saying.
“You think I’ve sat idly all this time that I’m going to settle for finishing something I didn’t start?” He chuckled as he undid the belt he was wearing.
“You want him back?” He scoffed again, pulling the belt free. “If you wanted him so bad you wouldn’t put his life at risk like that, now would you?” He said as he walked back towards you, motioning to your hands.
The threat against Hyunsu had you complying.
“If it wasn’t for me taking over, do you really think he’d be fine?” He faked a pout as he stretched the belt out and easily tied your wrists. He knew you knew the answer, but he still felt the need to continue. “There’s no him without me.”
He pinned your wrists above your head, smirking down at you as your breath hitched.
“You should hear him.” He whispered, his face right in front of yours. “Looks like you might get what you want from him when does get back.” He pulled away, making his way back to the end of the bed, his arms running along your legs before stopping at your thighs. His firm hold had your head spinning.
“But for now, we’re going to go over some rules, yeah?” He smiled, pressing kisses along the insides of your thighs. “If you can prove you learned how to listen, I’ll fuck you like you want.” He smirked as you struggled, letting Hyunsu’s normal eyes come back.
“And you can pretend it’s your pretty little boyfriend doing it.”
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spielzeugkaiser · 1 year ago
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[MASTERPOST]
Milek has high expectations how that talk should go, but also many many fears. And he does talk shit about Jaskier all the time, but I think their relationship wouldn't recover for a long time (maybe never) if Geralt said something wrong or nasty about Jaskier, because Milek is a loyal boy.
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helpimstuckposting · 7 months ago
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I love buckingham and ronance as much as the next girl but my favorite dynamic is without a doubt qpr stobin who live together no matter who they’re dating. Like, sorry but in my world Robin and Steve Do Not live separately, any girlfriend Robin has WILL just move in with them and if they want kids then they’ll move to a bigger place. “Robin and Nancy’s place” or “Robin and Chrissy’s place” is just a bedroom down the hall qpr stobin for life
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ratsnu · 6 months ago
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that awkward moment right before you embark on the “walk of shame” back to your quarters after sleeping with the guy you hate (aka hamilton) (its noon) (they cuddled and slept in) (everyone is gonna notice)
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carnivorousyandeere · 1 year ago
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charismatic, manipulative yandere who is completely confident they can wrap their darling into their finger and would otherwise be completely able to hide their yan nature/the intensity of their feelings/their complete insanity but who ends up getting more and more extreme and desperate and needy in their displays of love until they're reduced to a complete mess since darling is the type of person who is too insecure/paranoid/distrustful to actually believe someone would actually love them and as such ends up just not taking the yan charms seriously🤔
Ooooooooooooh I love this so much…… thank you Anon 😩🤌✨
Thinking about the yan becoming increasingly distraught, kidnapping their Darling…
Crying into your shirt, hands digging into the back of it as they beg to know why you won’t let them love you. Are they not good enough for you? Have they not done enough? What would it take? They’d kill for you, and they have. They’d die for you. It feels like they have, a dozen times over, with each rejection from you. They live for you. Their heart beats for you. Why can’t you see it? Why can’t you accept them?
The well-put together figure you once knew is gone, unraveled by your mere existence.
“Please,” they sob, voice broken as their heart, “You don’t even have to love me back. Just let me love you.”
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casual-praxis · 2 months ago
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I doubt it was intentional, but does anyone else think the early animosity Blue had towards Red maybe stemmed from Link disliking/wanting to suppress the more childish side of him?
Like, given what little we know about Link before he was split, it’s safe to say he does have a childish side, but he also probably wouldn’t want anyone to point it out. He gives off the vibe of acting mature so people take him seriously (and so his father might let him act independently), but being completely silly when in the right company (namely Zelda).
Maybe he wants people to think of him as a competent adult (whether he is one or not), rather than a child who needs help in battle. So the fact innocence was such a key part of his personality, to the point it manifested in Red, irks Blue (who’d be the only one able to feel that annoyance).
In reality, it probably doesn’t go any deeper than Red and Blue just being comic relief for the most part, but it’s still interesting to think about.
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angelscometrue · 2 months ago
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Charles saying "we literally have forever to figure IT (Edwin love confession) out" at the end of season 1 gives me so much slow built romance vibes.
Cause What if Charles and Crystal start dating and it doesnt work out, cause she is alive and he is dead. Being togheter is not healthy or fair for either of them so Charles grows up and understands he needs to let Crystal go and live a more human life while he finally accepts the truth about himself: he is DEAD.
Meanwhile Edwin after the confession thinks he needs to move on, to have someone other than Charles in his life so he starts dating (the Cat King). Too bad now its Charles who freaks out because there is someone who can take his place in Edwin life. And he starts to have these awful feelings when he sees Edwin kissing / being intimate with The cat king. And oh this anger he feels its not because he is like this father but because he is jealous, he wants Edwin for himself "like that". Charles has finally "figure IT out".
Too bad he didnt have "forever to figure IT out" because Edwin has moved on and Charles has lost his chance.
Expect not cause Edwin will always be in love with Charles not matter how hard or with who he tries to move on.
and ohh the against that follows, the misunderstanding, the longing...
i think about them (paynland slow build) everyday, all the time.
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ffcrazy15 · 1 year ago
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"Oh so when James Kirk refuses to believe in no-win scenarios it's 'changing the conditions of the test' and 'commendable original thinking,' but when I, Bradward Boimler, can't accept the possibility of failure and retake the Kobiyashi Maru sixteen times–"
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teal-fiend · 3 months ago
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hungry, first time pred going into a haze and eating someone. Then coming to, and they're confused about what happened, but not horrified with themselves or the situation. Mostly curious.
The new pred pokes at their belly curiously, tries to stand up and walk but finds it difficult, so they sit for a moment to figure out what to do.
They consider trying to spit up whatever they ate... because it does seem to be still alive... but
The pred was so hungry before. And now they were full. So really, for whatever reason, this is what their body needed. Might as well leave it be for now.
soon the adrenaline of hunting starts to wear off, and the pred becomes lethargic. They really need to take a nap.
thankfully there's a spot nearby that is somewhat hidden. They're still in a public area though... but the pred can't do any better at the moment.
They have a feeling that things will work out fine after they get some rest.
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