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thefirsthogokage · 11 months

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Star Trek Prodigy 1x10: A Moral Star, Part 2

Where to Watch: Paramount+ (not for much longer)

Spoilers: Probably

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Omg, there's 20 episodes total? Ok, I'm gonna be very busy with this today! But these posts are so annoying for short episodes 😭 Still, I started this, I'll see it through.

Also, this show is currently available on iTunes. Standard Definition is $14.99, and HD is $19.99. so, if you can afford it, buying it might help it get bought elsewhere to keep going.

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OMG DID THEY JUST HAVE A GAY MOMENT?! ON A KIDS SHOW?! YAY!

#StarTrekIsForTheGays

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You definitely can do more stuff than hold a door, especially after you learned all the things! But you are best suited to holding the door.

OH! LOOKS LIKE YOU'RE NEEDED TO DO THE THINGS AFTERALL!

I love that! I love Rok getting to do the things!

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Oh, I love how the round thing also has a badge.

Kitty person! Yes! Kitty crew member!

Oh no!

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So, Rok was probably the best choice to hold the door, but the other guy is more the fighter. Cool.

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YUS!!!!

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Oh boy.

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YES! THR MINERS COMING TO HELP!

Oh damn, Kitty Person, NICE!

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Oh damn, that was smart!

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What?! How did they get that out of him? Shit!

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Aww, everyone working together!

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HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YESSSSS!

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They really planned this well!

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YESSS! JANEWAY!

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What a twist for a "kids" show. God this show is so good, someone has to pick this up!

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Or, they can save their people NOW.

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Oh? I'm not sure I can believe that. Not from him.

But that's still horrible. What he wants to do is still mass murder.

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Oh fuck

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Mass murder is never understandable, asshole.

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"Time to talk is over." It literally hasn't happened yet, twat.

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Oh?

Oh damn.

No!

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Oh that's a creepy shot for a "kid's show"

You gotta listen to her, kid, please!

She's the only one who knows.

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Oh fuck, that's not good!

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Oh that's pretty new colors for Zero!

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Uh oh!

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ACTUAL JANEWAY!

Oh fuck right, where the fuck is Chakotay?!

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Glad they didn't leave "kids" fully in suspense for a mid season finale.

#riley watches tv #riley watches star trek prodigy #star trek prodigy #stpr 110 #star trek

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orangeboulevard · 3 months

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Five: Stretch The Truth (Star Trek Voyager, Reader)

Summary: An interesting encounter for the crew of the USS Voyager.

Word Count: 714

The crew of the USS Voyager did not expect to encounter a lone shuttle, adrift in space, on their recent journey of a stretch of planet-less space. Captain Kathryn Janeway raised a perfectly plucked brow and shot a glance at her first officer, Chakotay, who seemed equally mystified.

"Ensign?"

"It's a standard design shuttlecraft, one life sign, no power besides life support. It's just adrift, Captain," Ensign Kim reported, nimble fingers dancing across the computer screen. "Should we tractor it in?"

"Yes, Commander Tuvok, I want you and a security team to meet the person."

The stoic Vulcan nodded and left his post, another yellow-clad officer stepped into his place, tapping on his com badge in the turbo-lift as he put together a security detail. His chosen officers assembled and awaited him at the doors of the shuttle bay, he briefly acknowledged them before entering the bay- all with the phasers drawn.

The doors hissed open, and the officers cautiously moved forward. The team found a still silence in the bay as the person had not yet exited the shuttlecraft, they circled the vehicle, and Tuvok was the one to infer the whereabouts and initiate the door-opening mechanism on the craft.

The team tensed as a humanoid figure- wearing horrendously bright clothes, one hand clutching a glass filled with strange-looking liquid and the other holding a thinly wrapped joint- came sprawling out. Tuvok observed them with an indifferent expression.

You recover from your messy entrance after taking a huge swig of your drink, you meet the Vulcan's eyes. "Wwwell, hello!"

"Are you intoxicated?" The Vulcan asked without any hint of hesitation.

"No... Not right now." Seeing the taller man's unamused expression, your face tinted a shade of red. "Okay, yeah, maybe I am. Just a little bit."

You sighed and looked around the cargo bay, brows furrowed in confusion, "Did Jena send you?"

"I am unfamiliar with a Jena, we encountered your vessel adrift in space."

"Nah, I think you're with Jena," you patted his shoulder but immediately recoil as every phaser is pointed at you, "Chill-ax! Wow, testy." The Vulcan made a motion which prompted the team to lower their weapons.

"Damn, so who are you? A taxi service?"

"This vessel you are aboard-" A woman's voice startled you so badly, your drink jumped out of your hand and you littered ash from your joint on the floor too, "-is the Starfleet Federation USS Voyager and I am Captain Kathryn Janeway." Janeway crossed her arms, an amused look on her face at your jittery and nervous gestures.

"Shit! Uh, sorry. I'll uhh, I uhh. Please to meet you... Your majesty." You blundered, your face becoming increasingly red at your seemingly unending series of fuck-ups.

"Captain Janeway will do just fine." She raised a manicured hand.

Tuvok turned to his captain, "Captain, they're currently under the influence of some illicit substances."

"Nuh-uh!" Your complaint went unheard.

"Where are you from?"

"Florida."

Janeway's neutral look shifted at that and she gaped at you with shock, "Earth?"

"Of course. Where else?" You giggled, missing the look shared between Captain Janeway and lieutenant-commander Tuvok.

"Are you aware of where you are right now?" Tuvok asked.

"Uhm, a movie set? Looks pretty awesome, can't lie, guys. Sorry, I don't know what I'm doing here," you admit while taking a drag from your joint.

"What do you last remember?" Janeway questioned, her fingers holding her chin as she pondered this bizarre situation.

"My buddy told me to test out this acid he got, said it would make me transport dimensions-" your reddened eyes widened, "I didn't think he meant it literally!"

"There must be more to this than... That." Tuvok assessed. "Whatever might have transported you here may be the key to returning home."

"Returning home? Where are we right now?" You looked around, becoming increasingly more manic and nervous.

"Space, the delta quadrant."

"Whaaaat! I'm gonna act like those funny words mean something to me!"

"We're one hundred and twenty light-years away from Earth."

"Okay... Okay... I think... I think I'm gonna take a nap." Ignoring the protests from the strangers, you lowered yourself onto the floor and passed out almost immediately.

#fanfic #fanfition #ficlet #humor #one shot #star trek: voyager #star trek #star trek voyager #kathryn janeway #star trek tuvok #reader insert #gender neutral reader

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jhelenoftrek · 7 years

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Are you still taking imagines? If so... Imagine being in the mess hall while Janeway and Chakotay have an argument without realizing you're there 😁

Yes! Thank you, anon! Thanks also to the ever helpful @mia-cooper for the argument idea. Can’t they just get along?!

Gamma shift. 0230hours. And your mother always swore thatnothing good ever happened after two AM.

You’d kill for ‘nothing good.’ Crud, you’d beg for ‘moderately interesting’at this point.

“Shit!” you exclaim, smacking your head on the sharp undersideof the kitchen counter. You pull backand extricate yourself from the stainless steel cupboard where you have beencrouched for the last hour, give or take. You’re sore, tired, and your handsare coated in some kind of horrible smelling spice that Neelix must havedropped back here a year ago. And now, your head is throbbing.

“Stupid piece of crap,” you mutter, knowing full well thatthere’s no one around to hear you. IfNeelix didn’t need this burner to make breakfast in three hours there would benothing stopping you from shoving the entire appliance out the nearest airlock. But, he muttered something about wantingto fry Alberrien fish egg omelets in the morning and lord knows you don’t wantto deprive the day shift of thatbreakfast.

You might finally be done, you have only to turn on the gasand hope that it won’t singe off your eyebrows again. Wrench on the fitting, ‘lefty lucy,’, you recite in your head. And then you hear the doors to the mess hallslide open.

‘I swear to God, ifthat’s Neelix coming to check up on me I’m gonna lose it,’ you think.

But no, the footsteps are too light. Before long, a voice from across the roomsays, “Coffee, black,” and you know instantly who it is. You frown, wondering why the captain would beup at this hour, and in the mess hall no less. Her replicator must be on the fritz again, you realize. At least day shift can deal with thatone. You’re just about to make yourpresence known – you’re trying to squeeze yourself out of the corner - when thedoor opens and closes again.

“Kathryn.”

You freeze.

“We need to finish this conversation,” says a deep,masculine voice that can’t be more than a few steps inside the room. It’s another one you’d know anywhere.

“Our conversation is over,” comes her reply in a significantlyless than friendly tone.

There is a long pause and you consider, for just a second,outing yourself before this becomes awkward, but you realize that it alreadyis. You also concede that this mightjust be the most exciting thing that’s ever happened on Gamma shift. As such, you keep the wrench wrapped in yourarms and your mouth shut.

“Last time I checked, just because you walk out of the room doesn’tmean that the subject is actually closed.”

“Last time Ichecked, I was the one…” You’re waiting for her to lay into him aboutbeing the one in charge around here when instead you hear a sigh. “Oh, damn it. It’s too late at night for this, Chakotay.”

“Looks to me like you’re going to be up for a while yet,” hesays, as you hear his heavier footsteps approaching her location. “Why not finish what we started?”

Someone sets a mug on a table not far from you and it makesa clunking sound.

“I just don’t think there’s much more to discuss. You made it pretty clear a few minutes agothat you don’t trust me.”

‘A few minutes ago?’ you think. ‘Just how late do those businessdinners go?’

“It’s not that I don’t trust you, it’s that I don’t trust Starfleet.”

“We’re one in the same.”

“No. You’re not.”

You hear a deep sigh and a chair is pulled out not far fromthe counter that you’re perched precariously under. Your legs are starting to go numb and you’dswear the wrench is magically gaining mass.

“You agreed to uphold Starfleet principles when you took theuniform,” she continues with forced calm.

“I did that for my crew.”

“And now?”

“And now, well. Not alot has changed there in the last three years, has it? We all still need to work together to gethome,” he reminds.

“Are you sure you wantto get home?”

“What kind of question is that?”

“It sounds like you’re not exactly sure.”

“Just because I’m in fear for my people –“

“Your people?” sheleans into the word as she interrupts.

“Yes. At the end of theday, when we cross the boundary intoFederation space, and we’re orderedto the nearest penal colony, they become mypeople again.”

You’re shocked at rising anger apparent in his voice as itbellows against the empty room. You’venever heard Chakotay like this before and quite frankly it’s starting to scareyou, but you’re confident in Janeway’s ability to hold her own. True to form, she continues on, matching his intensity.

“And you don’t think that I’m going to do everything in mypower, everything conceivable, to make sure that they’re, you’re, treated fairly and given special consideration based on the commitment you’ve made out here?”

“Of course you will, I know you will. I’m just saying I can’t count on your weight beingenough in a court of law. And if it’s not, I have to beready.”

“Now, see,” she says, and you can imagine that Janewayfinger waving right at him. “That’s thepart that worries me. What does it meanwhen you say, ‘ready’? When, exactly, will you be becoming ‘ready’ to take matters into your own hands? Am I going to have a fight on my hands? ”

Your legs are shaking now, and you’re starting to feel theheat in the room expand past just where they’re sitting. You could cut the tension in the air with one of Neelix’s butcher knives. A long pause and then you hear a very quiet, “No,”come from Chakotay. “Please, believe mewhen I tell you I would never order the Maquis members of this crew to fight inany way. I’d never condone that.”

“Former Maquis,” she corrects gently.

He lets out a heavy sigh. “Former Maquis.”

“Good. Because whenthe time comes – and it will come, because we will be getting home – I can’t be second guessing our destinationin fear of a mutiny. I can’t risk anyone over a botched escape attempt either.”

You hear a second chair be pulled out and now assume thatthey’re both sitting. God, how you wishyou were sitting instead of still bent at the knees, perched on the achingballs of your feet.

“We’ve all been out here a long time,” he says, calmer now. “We’re grasping at straws to get home and nowwe’re grasping for reasons not to get there.”

“It has been a long time,” she concedes. “But not long enough.”

“No. Not long enoughfor the crimes that the former Maquis committed - that I have committed - tobe forgotten. The Federation wasactively hunting us, Kathryn. They maystill be hunting my comrades and if that’s the case then the Val Jean creware not going to look a whole lot different in their eyes.”

“I forget that sometimes,” she admits.

“You may not think about your original mission much anymore, but Istill do.”

“I guess… I’m sorry. I lose sight of that sometimes. It’s just so much pressure already, trying to keep everyone safe and –“

“I know. I don’t wantto add to your burdens.”

“Your crew isn’t a burden. Voyager wouldn’t stand achance without you. Any of you.” Another drawn out pause and then she beginsagain softly. “That’s why this hasn’tcome up before…you didn’t want to upset me,” you hear the realization in her voice and then she ralliesdetermination and finishes, “I’ll make them see, Chakotay. I promise you that.”

“I know you’ll try. And I know you’ll get the chance. Because you will get us home.”

“We will get ushome.”

“Yes.”

“Until then, let’s just agree to cross that bridge when wecome to it, okay?”

“And we’ll do it together?”

“Always.”

A heavy sigh leaves one of them. Oh, what you wouldn’t give to be able to seethem right now. But really, you’re justhoping that you’re not discovered. Yourlegs are throbbing so violently now you feel as if they’re just going to giveout.

“It’s late,” he says finally. “Can I walk you back to your quarters?”

“Yes. Please,” shereplies softly.

You exhale carefully as they pass by, glad that they’re finallyleaving and you’re no longer in the role of an unwitting spy. Two sets of footsteps draw fartherand farther away. For a brief instant inthe dim light you catch their reflection in a large soup pot. They’re arm in arm, sans uniform jackets, herhead resting gently on his shoulder.

Things are just as they should be, you realize.

Finally, you hear the door swish open as Chakotay calls, “Computer, lights out.”

It’s just you now, in the dark. You and your wrench. And the most interesting Gamma shift you’veever had.

#imagine #Janeway & Chakotay x Reader #naughty you #you shouldn't be eavesdropping!#tsk tsk tsk #i have a few more imagines to cover and i will get to them all i promise!!#thanks so much anon!

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lexicalberries · 7 years

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fic: "You want this. Your rose is calling me, Kat," he growled, nudging his tip against her anal hole.

me: what. the actual. fuck.

fic: He could feel how her anal walls adjusted to his great size.

me: oh of course he has a giant dick

fic: resisting the urge to stick his cock in one of her orifices.

me: like her nostril? her eye socket?

fic: like a hungry baby she greedily closed her mouth around his tip and played with him.

me: not sure semen provides the nutrition babies need

fic: Something exploded behind his eyelids.

me: his brain, probably, from embarrassment at how terrible this is

fic: He resisted the urge to suck her tits, though they beckoned like two flashing beacons.

me: can't unsee janeway's breasts with blinking lights

fic: Just stroking her pussy had been enough to allow her muscles to relax so that he could push his engorged flesh deep into her anal passage.

me: ...

fic: A searing kiss - his tongue probed her mouth, causing him to swoon from the pleasure of it.

me: ROFL

me: THIS GOES FROM HORRIFYING TO HILARIOUS IN SECONDS

fic: "Oh, spirits! You're tight, Kat!"

fic: "Let's just say I hate dildos," was all she murmured as she gazed at him with her heated, smouldering cat-like eyes.

me: I CAN'T

fic: He held her for several heady seconds to allow her to adjust to his size.

me: just in case you'd forgotten he has a big dick

fic: He lifted her out and rammed her down on him again. So he continued the forceful ramming,

me: everyone loves a good ramming amirite

fic: he settled her on him, filling her glorious softness. No climaxing this time, just a lazy thrusting as they enjoyed their shower.

me: seems uncomfortable?

fic: the good feeling of being inside Kathryn with his mouth on hers overrode any discomfort they felt.

me: oh okay then

fic: He rode her hard and soft, slow thrusts and sudden pounding until he lost control and simply heaved in arrhythmic pushing against her.

me: um

fic: His hand stole to her centre, her soft, kind core that wanted so much of him during the night.

me: are we still talking about her vagina?

fic: Their bodies joining in slow lovemaking was everything he wanted, everything that Kathryn desired.

me: cool he's psychic now

fic: how he filled every orifice as if he belonged there

me: ...up her nose, in her ear

fic: He filled her heart and her mind and, with a sob escaping her suddenly, her soul.

me: apparently souls are filled with air. gotta equalise.

fic: Her battered soul. The one that cried out to him without her ever giving heed to those cries herself.

me: i get it, battered from the ramming

fic: He was big and almost hurt her the way he filled her to the hilt.

me: DON'T FORGET HIS ENORMOUS PENIS GUYS

fic: And Chakotay's image, his roaming hands on her body, his mouth in places she thought could never be touched by him, his manhood…Those images haunted her.

me: same bb

fic: So they were intending to marry…

me: THEY'VE HAD ONE DATE FFS

fic: A dagger with ragged points drove straight into her heart.

me: *drives dagger into brain*

fic: a waft of cool air just the right thing to soothe her raging emotions.

me: an ac vent is all you need to regain emotional equilibrium?

fic: She hadn't been to this part of the ship in a while - if four days could be called a while -

me: no. it can't.

fic: Still, the plants, the rows and rows of glass tanks, completed her sense of closeness - a closeness with the plants

me: wait, what?

fic: Kathryn walked to the tank containing her tomato plants. With a great sigh, she put her hand in and carefully fingered a ripe tomato.

me: that's probably not supposed to be sexual but tbh it's hard to tell in this fic

me: there's a bunch of slightly weird/creepy stuff about noah?? if they start going at it in hydroponics i'm out

fic: It was a stroke of inspiration that she’d appointed Noah to take charge of the hydroponics bay. He had taken to the task with a love and enthusiasm that pleased her a great deal and bore out his own entreaties that he was no murderer and killer of alien life forms. The gentle giant she called the tallest member of Voyager's crew now would do anything for her.

me: so there's that. and then this:

fic: Noah of the gentle eyes. Noah who could never in creation hurt a fly, much less a hapless alien form. She looked up at him. He stared down at her from his great height of almost two metres.

me: so i'm getting the impression he's tall?

fic: "Commander Chakotay is standing outside. I promised I'd break him in two if he hurt my captain. I'd like to know from you if I should let him in to see you or whether I should break him in two. Just say the word."

me: it got better

fic: Noah really could break Chakotay in two. The tall former Equinox officer could tear Chakotay's limbs from his body or draw and quarter her first officer in the holodeck.

me: BECAUSE HE'S TALL

fic: She didn't want to face a bleeding, broken, dead Chakotay. When all was said and done, she still needed her first officer.

me: OLOLOL

me: NO NO WAIT IT'S DECLARATION TIME I JUST WANT TO CP ALL OF IT IN ITS MAGNIFICENCE

fic: Not only did he keep her hands imprisoned in his, he also gazed deeply into her eyes, like she had caught him once or twice before, on New Earth, and once, when they had had dinner together in her quarters. His eyes were warm,

me: the next bit is in italics yasss

fic: loving… and during the night, when she had imagined she saw love in his eyes…

me: while he was ramming her, obvs

fic: "C-Chakotay…?" she stammered, unsure of what to make of his look of love.

fic: "Kathryn," he began hoarsely,

me: wait for iiiiiit

fic: "no one knows about the night we shared. I made sure of that. It was the most beautiful thing that happened to me. I'm sorry about what I did at the start." She nodded mutely, a tear forming and rolling down her cheek as she remembered with embarrassment the anal sex.

me: AS SHE REMEMBERED WITH EMBARRASSMENT THE ANAL SEX

fic: "It wasn't my intention, but you…you brought out the untamed in me. You did things to me that…"

me: pretty sure it was you doing all the DOING

fic: hope flared like a giant flame in her heart.

me: let us pause and contemplate just how many things are burning in this fic

fic: "Chakotay, w-what are you saying?" she asked, too afraid to hear his answer.

me: THEN WHY DID YOU ASK THE QUESTION

fic: "As I said, no one knows about our night of passion. But Kathryn, I was desperate - "

fic: "No, Chakotay. I was the one who was desperate, who threw myself at your mercy, begging for a f - " His fingers against her lips stopped the crudity from her.

me: damn it chakotay!

fic: "You tricked me…?!" she whispered incredulously, but too overjoyed to be mad at him.

me: OH HELL NO

fic: "Seven of Nine went along with my plan, Kathryn. She really is a kind friend. I knew that of all the women on board Voyager you would most likely resent seeing me with, it would be her. And she loves you, Kathryn. More than you think."

me: plus she thought it'd be hilarious

fic: "She didn't want to go along at first, but B'Elanna and Tom convinced her she was doing it for the ship. For me. For you."

me: to recap: the entire crew of voyager was in on a plan to convince janeway that chakotay was dating seven in order to induce her jealousy. said jealousy would prove to be so strong that she'd act on her heretofore unacknowledged feelings for chakotay despite believing that any such actions on her part would mean hurting not one but two people she cares for. and of them all seven was the only one who thought maybe it wasn't a great idea? everyone else was super okay with lying and hurting the captain.

me: YEAH THAT'S A GREAT WAY TO SHOW YOU LOVE HER.

me: the characterisation is terrible, the sex is terrible, the writing itself is terrible. but the absolute worst thing about this fic is that the author (and several others so far) seem to think breaking someone's trust is a perfectly fine and even romantic thing to do. and given what chakotay's gone through in terms of betrayal in romantic relationships he'd be the very last person to do such a thing.

me: manipulation is not love. tricking someone is not romantic. if you can do that 'for their own good' then you can also do it to hurt them. the ends do not justify the means! chakotay would never do that! janeway would never do that!

me: *curls into protective ball around them*

#hag's greatest hits

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