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clone-anon-after-dark · 2 months
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Hello. I saw that your requests are open and thought I'd request Hunter x F! Reader (Pabu's doctor) where the two are in an established relationship and after getting Omega and Crosshair back, he goes to see her to tell her the news. He finds her taking a shower, and there they talk and have wonderful sex.
Distraction
Hunter x Pabu’s Doctor Fem Reader
Word Count: 953
Warnings: NSFW, minors DNI, unprotected PiV shower sex, fingering, a lot of kissing
A/N: I tried to follow the request as closely as possible, established relationship, Hunter just needs to unwind and sleep for a thousand years. Reader is described as having hair. There is only one brief mention of the phrase "doctor's orders" at the end. For personal reasons, I couldn't get further into writing reader as a doctor.
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You stood under the warm water and let out a sigh as it hit your back. You inhaled the beautiful smell of your favorite shampoo and gently massaged it into your scalp.  You tilted your head back and rinsed off the suds.  A peaceful smile spread across your face at the sound of his footsteps down the hallway.
Hunter was happy to be home. Omega was safe and to his surprise, Crosshair was there too. He was immediately on edge, although he wasn’t going to leave his brother stranded again. He heard the shower and could practically feel your warmth as he walked toward the refresher. He knocked on the door with a familiar tap.
“Cyare?”
“Come in.”
He shyly opened the door. This wasn’t the first time he’d seen you in the shower, but he was always respectful. Hunter held you in the highest regard and he’d never take advantage.
“How did it go?” you asked. You held back the curtain and took in his worn figure. “Join me. You look stressed.”
He smiled softly and took off his clothes. He walked into the shower and cupped your face. You kissed him sweetly and snaked your arms around his waist.
“So? How did it go? Is Omega home?” you asked.
“Crosshair. He helped her escape. They got out together.”
You knew about Crosshair. You were worried for Omega, but didn’t expect Crosshair and Omega would escape in a joint effort. Hunter and Wrecker had been flying across the galaxy and were worn ragged. While happy Omega was back, you knew this was going to bring up some things. You ran your hands through his hair and guided him under the water.  Hunter let out a sigh and tilted his head back to be greeted by the warm water.
“You want to talk about how you feel?” you asked.
“I missed my brother, but I need to know what’s happened to him,” Hunter replied, standing up straight again and looking into your eyes. His face was marked with uncertainty and you wished you could help him find solace in this moment. In your heart you knew things would be okay, but you’d seen how torn he’d been over the events of the end of the war. He was doing all he could to keep it together.
You silently helped him wash his hair and massaged each other’s backs. Hunter made a few comments, but it was clear he was processing a lot of thoughts at once. He wasn’t sure how to feel about things. Relief was mixed with hope and worry.
“Would you like a distraction for now?” you asked. You held his hand and kissed each knuckle.
“Absolutely.”  He wrapped his arms around you and kissed you fervently. Your tongues traced each other’s lips before granting entry. You savored each other. He lifted your leg with a “May I?” 
“Yes,” you answered before kissing along his jawline. Hunter gently traced patterns over your hip and between your legs. You moaned lightly at his touch. He circled your clit in a figure eight pattern that almost immediately turned your legs into jelly. You leaned on him and he lifted you, holding you close and supporting you. He left little kisses along your collarbones that made you swoon. 
“I want you,” you mumbled in his ear. Hunter held you up so your legs wrapped around his waist and your back rested on the wall. You reached down and helped guide him inside. You both moaned at the sensation. You closed your eyes as he began to fuck you. You missed him and soaked up all the contact you could. The feeling of strength as your arms rested on his shoulders, the sensation of his breath against your neck, gripping his middle with your thighs as he moved in and out. He nuzzled his face against your neck and whispered his love. Your softness felt like home and only made him want you more. Your hips arched to meet his at a better angle and it sent you over the edge. You felt like you might fall, but he held you close as he eased every bit of pleasure out of you.
“So good for me,” he whispered in your ear. It only encouraged you to cry out his name louder as another wave hit you.
You contracting around his cock was almost  too much. His movements stuttered until he came buried inside you. Your lips met his in a searing kiss as you both came down from your high. He carefully put you down and helped you stand again. You cleaned each other, stopping every so often to share another kiss. Eventually he turned off the water and held your hand as he helped you out of the shower.
“We need to get you to bed,” you said while drying his hair.
“Oh really?” he asked with a grin.
“Yes,” you replied. “You’re exhausted. Doctor’s orders.”
“Can’t argue with that, then.”
You held hands as you wandered into the bedroom. You both put on some comfortable pajamas. He didn’t have to tell you that he had basically worn nothing but the same clothes and his armor almost all the time while he was gone. Pajamas were a luxury for him, but one you were happy to provide. You got into bed together and he couldn’t hide his smile at the familiar feeling of welcoming sheets and pillows that embraced you both. Hunter pulled you close and inhaled your sweet scent. You let out a content hum.
“I love you, Hunter.”
“I love you too.” He rested his forehead to yours as he held you. It wasn’t long before you both drifted off to sleep.
Tagging: @dukeoftheblackstar @staycalmandhugaclone
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clone-anon · 10 months
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I have to go dress shopping soon (someone's wedding coming up) and I don't want to. I want a pretty dress and would like to feel nice, but I'm a bigger lady and I have such a horrible time buying clothes. I try to pretend I don't care about what I look like but I do. Could I please get some support from Hunter or Wrecker (platonic or romantic) or both? I know this is a stupid thing to worry about, but I want to hide. Thank you and it is no rush at all if you are able to write this
Oh Anon. I think many people can relate to this. I certainly can. I hope you don't mind some liberties taken based on my own experience. I wrote this as Hunter, Wrecker, and reader (platonic), although the other three Bad Batchers get cameos.
You had all been invited to a wedding on Pabu and while the boys all found clothes for the event, you hadn't yet. You lingered in the stores, thankful in the moment that the women's clothes were on the other side of the store from men's clothes. You didn't want the boys to see your pained face and frustration. When they were ready to pay and leave, you pushed down your feelings to avoid any questions and simply said they didn't have anything that looked good. Hunter could sense your unease, Crosshair noticed the minute changes on your face as you spoke, and Wrecker could still read the traces of hurt on your face. Echo and Tech sensed something too, but gave you space and didn't want to push it.
As the wedding date came closer, you knew you had to find something. When you headed out to try to find something, Wrecker and Hunter asked if you'd like company. They seemed shy about it, looking between each other, but you smiled a little and nodded.
"If you don't mind," you added.
"Course we don't mind," Wrecker said.
They walked with you, one on either side. As you looked at clothes Wrecker stood around you like a shield. Any time a store worker approached to ask if you needed help, he gently put up his hand and said you were fine. You smiled gratefully at him. Hunter talked to you about what you would like to wear and he just generally kept you company. He noticed your frustration when you noted how frumpy a lot of the clothes looked.
"You deserve to feel as beautiful as you are," he said.
He gave you a supportive shoulder rub when he saw tears in your eyes. They let you take your time, not pushing for information on why this was painful, but simply being there for you.
When you looked at a dress a little longer than anything else, Hunter could feel the change in your mood - a hint of hope in your heart. It was quickly gone and you tried putting the dress back before he stopped you.
"Just try it," he encouraged.
You did so, stepping into the dressing room and feeling immediately overwhelmed by all the mirrors. You changed and looked at yourself, unsure of how you felt. The dress was a little too tight, but you loved the color and the way it laid on your body otherwise.
"How's it going," Hunter asked.
"Uhh... it's probably a size too small," you quietly admitted.
Hunter nodded his head toward the rack and Wrecker got one in the next size up. He knocked on your door and silently handed it to you. You put it on and smiled, pushing past old thoughts and worries.
"How about now," Hunter asked.
You opened the door slightly to see your friends waiting for you and smiling on the other side. They both beamed when you stepped out and Hunter took your hand and guided you to the mirror. You looked anywhere but there.
"Don't look away," he encouraged.
"Yeah, mesh'la," agreed Wrecker, "look at yourself. You look like a million credits."
You looked at yourself and smiled a little, not just at yourself in the dress, but at the boys smiling back at you. Wrecker couldn't help himself and picked you up into a huge hug.
You declared, "Mission accomplished, I guess."
"Good," Wrecker said, putting you down. "I hope you will dance with me at least once at the reception."
"But not every dance goes to Wrecker," added Hunter. "I'd like at least one too."
You smiled at both of them, feeling a lot better.
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craycraybluejay · 1 month
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if i bought u a gift, would u choke me and slap me? if i asked so nicely and prettily, would you shove me around in the way that i crave? would you grope my chest? would you put me on my knees and make me take you into my soft, warm mouth?
ehh, depends on the gift, Hunter.
do you really deserve my attention just because? do you truly think if i decide to hurt you i'll do it in the way that pleases you best? but ah, maybe. the groping your chest part sounds good right now. might stream it to randos to humiliate you though <3
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bornetoblood · 8 months
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honored beast, it is i, the hunter anon, here to present you with an offering of exactly one (1) red apple slice 🍎 the rest goes to my pets crowdog and dogcrow. say hello
YAY! I'm like a teacher or something I am taking apples as a show of gratitude. I'm definaly okay sharing with the dogcrows and crowdogs
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lovesick-level-up · 11 months
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*plops in* hellloooo! If possible could I get a blog setup with Hunter (toh) with themes of healing, positivity and nature? Could the colors also be light yellow, light goldish, white and brown? Love your work
- Hunter Anon
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hi, hi, hunter anon!! welcome! i completely didn't see the blog setup part of this, so we just made layouts. i don't think there's enough content of him for a full blog setup either way, sorry! anyway, we hope you like how the layouts turned out.
~ 🌸💫🌈 (andromeda)
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daily-trey · 1 month
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Where did he get...you know what, never mind.
K*-fi
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softcodes · 4 months
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moodboard by @softcodes
preview / code
single column theme with a sidebar featuring a moodboard! there are nine 125px images. i suggest using a website like unsplash (free to use) to find images and crop them into squares. you can upload images that aesthetically go together, or there is a "pale images" option which will take some of the saturation out of the photos and make them match a little bit more, aesthetically.
five post sizes, any google font for the body text and title text, five custom sidebar links. custom title and description. this theme uses the iconsax icon font, and you can find more icons for the sidebar links here.
some aspects of this theme might look wonky in the tumblr preview but will look fine on the actual blog! all sidebar images in preview via unsplash. (full list of credits here.)
pls let me know if you find any bugs! would appreciate a like/reblog if you use :)
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cursedxwt · 3 months
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who are the fruity men on your banner? asking for a friend
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UM HI HELLO HI YOU MEAN HIM? YOU MEAN THIS MAN? EHE he is Yashiki Kazuo from the hit game
--Spirit Hunter: Death Mark--
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(the rose had thorns)
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and THIS man right here? this is Yashiki's husband, Mashita Satoru.
I've done NOTHING but love and cherish (and draw a shit ton of yaoi of) those men for... *counting with my fingers* FIVE FUCKING YEARS so you came to the right (or wrong) place to ask about them because I am
insane ♥
I'm joking I won't make it long BUT INSTEAD I'll give you whatever this is
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That's it, I'm normal again bye
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pastelslugcat · 2 months
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Why do you ship artificer x hunter its the worst ship! Its overrated  Its overrated Its overrated Its overrated Its overrated Its overrated Its overrated why would anyone ship it??? You draw them way too much! Why is it your comfort ship or whatever??? You obviously spend too much time invested in a fictional couple and need to at least get a better ship please for the good of everyone just switch to something thats not so annoyingly overrated
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Alright anon
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caffstrink · 1 year
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T4t huntlow so real etc etc
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clone-anon-after-dark · 5 months
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Don't Have To (Hunter x F!Reader)
Word Count: 1056
Warnings: nsfw, minors DNI, blowjob while mostly clothed, fingering while partially clothed, softness, aftercare
A/N: Established relationship. Hunter is tired and stressed and gets a goodnight blowie. Of course he wants to reciprocate in some way.
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Dusk brought an end to a long day. Hunter watched the sunset next to you and he smiled to himself at the sound of Omega joking with Wrecker. You reached for his hand and he looked down to your fingers intertwining with his. You felt warm and familiar. Without thinking about it, he stood and pulled you up with him, kissing the back of your hand and pulling you into an embrace.
"Come home with me," you said. He looked away, almost shy, and then nodded.
Getting to know Hunter had been a process. You both fell for each other without knowing what to say about it or how to approach it. A quiet conversation over caf revealed your shared affection and since then you'd both taken your time walking through the relationship together. It had been enjoyable and comforting.
You entered your home and walked him straight to bed. You sat on the edge together. He was exhausted and still processing all that happened with his family. It took time and some days were better than others. Getting used to safety and having time to think through it all was harder than some might think.
You cupped his cheek and kissed his perfect lips. The soft lights in the room highlighted his handsome face and you felt your heart surge at the mere thought he was all yours. He seemed so stressed and all you wanted to do was help him. With a playful grin and a lick of your lips, you kneeled in front of him and put your hands on the waist of his trousers.
"Cyar’ika," he said, "you don't have to."
You smiled. He already sensed how your heart was beating faster at the thought of sucking him off.
"I want to," you replied. "Do you not want me to?"
"Well..." He ran his hand through his hair and took his bandana off. "I wouldn't say no."
"Then let me take care of you."
You unzipped his pants and and pulled them open just enough that you had access to him. He was only just starting to get hard, but that soon changed as your hands rubbed up his thighs and rested on his hips. Your hot breath teased his velvet skin and he closed his eyes, taking in more of the sensation. His cock grew, reaching out for your fingers and you smiled up at him as you started to slowly pump him. He groaned as you took him in your mouth. You simply held him against your tongue and cheeks, sucking on him slowly. He groaned again as you took more of him, your lips pursing around him. You weren't in a rush and did everything you could to draw out the experience. You timed your breathing with the in and out motion along his length. One of your hands cupped his balls and you gently played with them as you continued to lazily take his cock in and out of your mouth. There was no speeding up, just the delicious feeling of you together and all the time in the galaxy.
Hunter's head fell back and from this position you knew he was close. You decided to just suck on the head and work him with your hands for a change of sensation, still keeping the same rhythm. Taking him out of your mouth, you got both hands working his length in concert just the way he liked while you kissed the spot where his leg and groin met. His moan was nearly a whimper when he came on your hands. Hunter smiled down at you and ran his hand through your hair. You reached for a cloth you kept in the nightstand and cleaned up his spend. Hunter took off his outer layers of clothing, now content to lay in bed with you in his underwear. You kept your panties on and got into your night shirt. He watched you, finding comfort in the familiarity of your form. You laid next to him. He kissed you, tongue tracing your lips and meeting your own. His hand made its way to your hip as you both pulled away from the kiss.
"Let me return the favor," he said quietly.
"I wouldn't say no," you replied with a smile. "But I want you to hold me."
"I've got you."
He kissed your forehead before sitting up. He crossed his legs and pulled you on to his lap, holding you close with one arm and kissing your neck. You pulled your panties down and his hand immediately found its way to your wet folds. He grinned at the thought that taking him in your mouth turned you on so much. He didn't bother asking to take your shirt off and found the sight of your puckered nipples under the thin fabric alluring. His fingers deftly massaged your entrance before two entered, curling as he started to finger fuck you. His thumb landed on your clit, circling in time with the movement of his fingers. You were already panting his name. He left firm kisses on your cheek and kept his movements slow and steady as you had before with him. Your hearts raced and yet felt completely peaceful. Your legs instinctively spread a little further, only held together by your straining panties. Hunter adjusted your position in his lap so your back was to his chest. He wrapped his arms around you and started using both hands, tracing patterns with your clit with one hand as his fingers continued to dive into your warmth. Your head fell back on his shoulder and he kissed any bit of skin he could. He closed his eyes and inhaled your scent as you came on his hands. He helped your ride out your orgasm, his movements remaining steady until you came down from your high. You turned your head enough to kiss his tattooed jaw. He removed his hands and used the cloth to clean up. You pulled your underwear back up, but remained resting against his chest. He kissed your shoulders. A new, satisfied tired swept over both of you. He gave you a little squeeze before you both laid down side by side. The rest of the night was only filled with loving murmurs and sweet kisses until you both fell asleep.
Tagging: @dukeoftheblackstar @trixie2023 @staycalmandhugaclone
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clone-anon · 10 months
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Could I maybe get a single parent reader x Hunter? Fluff family vibes, maybe Hunter feeling soft watching Omega play with a little one, thinking about and maybe bringing up having their own?
Thank you so much for all you do, your work is wonderful!💞
I hope this is along the lines of what you're looking for!
Hunter leaned on the doorway and watched as Omega talked to the little one.
"This is a ball," she said. "And once you're big enough, you can kick it and throw it and we can play."
He smiled as she sat down near your child - who Hunter already felt as protective toward as he did Omega - and she gently rolled the ball toward the little one. Omega was very patient, trying to show this kid all the things she and her brothers had missed out on, and trying to teach them words. She smiled broadly whenever they erupted in giggles and Hunter couldn't help but feel a warmth in his heart seeing them together.
You appeared in the doorway and snaked your arms around his waist. Hunter turned to put his arm around your shoulder and kiss your temple. You could tell by the look on his face that his brain had a thousand thoughts, although he didn't vocalize any of them immediately. Hunter always took his time. He always planned ahead whenever possible. You loved that about him.
"What's on your mind," you asked, giving him a gentle squeeze.
He shrugged a little, turning to watch the kids. "Do you ever think about having another one? One of our own?" He immediately backtracked, unsure of how to word it. "I mean, they are our own already, and I care about,.... well..." He scratched the back of his head with his hand.
"I know what you mean, Hunter." You kissed him, calming his worry over his wording. "I know you love both of us, and yes, I do think about it."
He immediately relaxed and looked at you with a light in his eyes. "Really?"
You nodded and kissed his cheek. "Really."
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craycraybluejay · 4 months
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i see you're trying to gain weight and i wish i could give u some of mine bc im overweight and tryna lose weight
overweight is synonymous with pretty anyway I wishhh I need like.. at least 15-20 lbs. so stealing that off you even if you need some amount of it 😔👍 sorry stalker-chan, only the strongest survive the winter and by god i will steal from others to survive
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umbral-archives · 1 year
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thinking about. murdock with very soft fluffy hair. there is nothing else here. just murdock with soft hair. -hunter murdock anon
Funny you should have those thoughts because
My fully realized version of Murdock, the one I've devoted many hours of skrunklage to and write in my stories, has long fluffy hair. And a thicker beard but that's beside the point-
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(Art by @meloncalic go follow them and give them all the fuckin coffee I love their art style sm)
This is my BOY and I love him sm I hate him wanna throw him in a lake then kiss him face.
6'6 thick stinky nasty murder ween. Absolutely awful (affectionate) lumberjack lookin' ass.
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bornetoblood · 8 months
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you seem pretty cool would go hunting beasts with u. unless you think we shouldnt kill them then thats cool too i always wanted to pet some
we can always do both <3
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demaparbat-hp · 3 months
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the audacity you literally have to make a GENOCIDE SURVIVOR (whose entire culture was decimated by the fire nation) proudly work for the imperial fire nation army in some fuckass au? zutara shippers are never beating the colonial apologism allegations.
Woah, okay, I wasn't expecting this. I'm a firm believer that people should, first and foremost, treat each other on the basis of respect, so I'll do my best to explain this to you, clearly, and with the benefit of the doubt in mind, okay? I'm a nice person like that.
First of all, I'm working under the assumption that you haven't read these posts, and thus don't have all the information I've shared about the AU. I've been as clear about this subject as I can be, especially in my replies but, for the sake of fairness, I'll say it once again again:
I do not condone nor find it moraly correct to justify a victim of war joining the side of the ones responsible for her people's genocide.
I try to view this AU, and war in general, through a mature, realistic lense. Turning Katara into a victim with glorified Stockholm Syndrome isn't really my style. It's honestly insulting and deeply disturbing for me, as a creator, a woman of color born in a country that has a very, very long history of colonialism, and an empathetic human being, that anyone would believe me capable of thinking like that.
That being said, I know I really shouldn't, but would you like me to give you a step by step response?
(...) proudly work for the imperial fire nation army (...)
Okay, like I said before, I'm going to assume you saw only the artwork, didn't read either the tags or the two separate, in depth posts about the characterization and plot in this AU I made literally twenty four hours ago, and drew your own conclusions instead.
First of all: Katara doesn't proudly work for the Fire Nation army. That's her cover, as it is Zuko's. She joined Zuko and his crew, all traitors to the throne and good, honourable people, under the pretense of hunting the Avatar. Truly, they're destroying the Fire Nation military from within. And are, most definitely, not proud soldiers of the Fire Lord.
Katara hates the Fire Nation. But if joining a Fire Nation crew is what she needs to do to end the war, she will do it.
And, honestly, these are not excuses. But context is important, and it's not healthy to draw conclusions from the title instead of actually reading the book, if you know what I mean. It could get you in trouble some day.
And, please, I'm begging you—this has been talked about a lot, and I don't really like drama all that much, so I won't even rise to the accusations of condoning a non consented, colonialist and abuse apologist relationship.
That's just rude.
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