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franklyshipping · 5 years

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Our Masterpiece ~ A Markiplier Ego Fanfic

This is another WONDERFUL anonymous prompt which I am just so hecking excited to write because it's gonna be cute! LEEEET'S DO THIS!

TAGGING: @silvlee-shepherd @yandere-ipli-ler and @thehostofleetrature

Silver Shepherd was comfortable....and yet nervous. It is a rare state, but it can be a wonderful one depending on the circumstances and situation. In this case, it was an absolutely wonderful state, and one which Silver was more than happy to be in. The sweet superhero had his wrists in padded cuffs above his head which were attached to the headboard of a comfy, lavish double bed. He was shirtless, barefoot, and wearing a flustered smile....because he had the two people he loved and trusted the most in all the world....smirking down at him.

'Oh Hosty....doesn't our Senpai look so pretty all exposed for us?'

Silver blushed when he heard the sensual purr from Yandere, who was on their knees on the bed to Silver's right. Their crimson eyes flicked over him hungrily, and their blood red lips were stretched into the most gleeful grin. The exposed hero blushed even more when a chuckle came from his left.

'I'd certainly say so....'

The Host smirked amidst his own purred words, and was also on his knees so, like Yandere, he could have that wonderfully intimidating stance in place as he continued.

'.....however, I find that my mind's eye is not working so well with him being so still and so silent. Would you be a dear and help me rectify that hindrance?'

Silver let out a soft whine, looking between the two loves of his life as Yan let out a soft gasp. This was it....this was the start. Yandere crooned lovingly to the Host.

'Oh of course my darling, we cannot deprive you of this pretty scene!'

The Host smiled when Yan leant in to kiss him, and he smiled even wider when Yandere leant down to Silver so they could softly kiss him too. It was gentle and reassuring. Then the Host did the same, relishing in the happy mewl that he coaxed from their sweet hero.

'Mmm....he already sounds happy with this turn of events....'

Silver giggled bashfully, squirming with embarrassment at how effortlessly they both managed to tease him. He loved it. He loved it when they all played together like this, no matter who was being ganged up on it was always amazing for all of them. Yandere let out a soft, yet slightly malicious, giggle before they spoke once more.

'Oh! I just thought! I've been wanting to practise my calligraphy lately, and I think Silver would make the perfect canvas, don't you? And with how naturally restless he is, it's a win for both of us!'

Yan squeaked with delight and clapped their hands at the ''revelation'' of this ''completely and entirely spontaneous idea that they totally only just came up with right now this second''. Silver squeaked softly to himself and hid in the crook of his arm...he couldn't believe this was actually happening.

'What an excellent idea my dear....you know, I think I may join you in that. Continued practise of a craft as complex as calligraphy is very important after all.'

Silver's heart was just pounding, he couldn't believe how mean Host and Yan were being with dragging out the anticipation like this! Silver was flustered beyond belief, only able to watch with wide eyes as Yandere and Host each picked up a feather quill and a pot of ink that just so happened to be conveniently near them on the bed and wasn't planned at all....ahem. Silver watched as the nimble fingers of his lovers twirled their quills before dipping the...wonderfully sharp tips, into the ink pots. They both flashed Silver a smirk....before they both began.

'I think I'm going to focus on words with the letter ''t'', what about you dear?'

The Host mused as he started working on eloquently noting the word ''ticklish'' at one side of Silver's ribcage; Silver was already giggling and twitching....and that only got more intense when Yandere eagerly copied the Host's technique.

'You know, I think I'll do the same-'

'Ohohoho my gahahad!'

Silver ended up cutting off Yandere's enthusiastic input with his giggles, which of course to Yandere was just the height of rudeness. Her crimson lips parted in a gasp as she looked down at Silver, not stopping her writing as she exclaimed.

'Uhm EXCUSE me we're in the middle of a conversation here!'

Silver of course, couldn't stop giggling no matter how much he tried. The meticulous scratching of those quills was just impossible to ignore, and the only reason that Silver wasn't in hysterics was because of how Yandere and Host were being gentle to ease him in!-ah....not that this scenario was....planned....

'I-Ihihihi'm sahahaharry Ihihi'm sahaharry!'

Silver squeaked adorably as he looked between his ticklers, his eyes wide and imploring and innocent. Of course, even though the Host and Yandere were in love with that look and expression...it didn't mean that they always succumbed to it. The Host snickered a little as he now started writing the phrase ''ticklish baby'' up Silver's ribcage, making the hero arch his back and titter as Yandere hummed with pursed lips.

'Hmmm, you don't sound like you are.'

Yan fluttered the feather end of her quill over Silver's nose as she spoke, making Silver whimper and gaze up at her even MORE imploringly.

'I-Ihi ahaham bahaby Ihi ahaham!'

Silver whined through his giggles, which made Yan let out an affectionate ''aww'' as she surrounded her calligraphy with little love-hearts. The Host smirked at how deliberately cute Silver was being, and crooned in a tone that dripped with sarcasm.

'Awww he called you baaaby, he MUST be sincere! Poor thing....'

Silver's face went a dark, embarrassed pink as Yandere hummed musingly again, dipping her quill back in her inkpot as she seemed to contemplate something.

'Mmm....although, he COULD just be playing to our sympathies in the hopes of us stopping our treatment. Which is honestly rather rude of him since all we're trying to do is help your third eye perceive him properly....'

....the Host had never been more impressed in his life. Yandere's magnificent, imaginative ability to come up with the most amazing excuses to tickle Silver like this were truly unparralleled! The Host straightened up for a second as Silver lay with his mouth gaping, both of them taking a few moments, before the Host smirked.

'.....well, that reasoning of yours just makes complete logical sense, it is rather rude....all the more reason for us to continue really.'

Silver, amidst all this, had been spluttering and squeaking and looking between Host and Yan, trying to find some way of interjecting, and finally he did. Whether it was a good idea though...is questionable.

'Y-Yohou guhuys ahare juhust bullshitting! Y-You c-can't even think o-ohof an i-intimidating, flustery r-reason to tihickle me! Y-You're bohoth reeeeally losing your edge....'

Silver giggled residually amidst his stuttered reply, since Yan's and Host's tickling had become a little lacklustre amidst their conversation of....bullshit. Silver, as you can imagine, at first felt very empowered by calling them out like this, and felt good at the thought of demeaning them as ticklers. Then however, reality kicked back in. Reality being Yandere and Host's heads snapping in Silver's direction as they gritted their teeth and loomed over him....yep, big mistake, big mistake Silver.

'Oho.....so Senpai thinks he's a clever brat does he?'

Silver gulped. Yandere only ever called him Senpai when he was in super deep doodoo.

'Maybe we should just cut away the façade, hmm? Clearly our little hero doesn't want us to be nice and creative with our tickle treatment....'

...and the Host only ever called him ''little hero'' when he was riled like a hurricane. Be teasy? Fine. Be cheeky? Sure....but criticise Yandere and Host's tickling abilities? Boy, Silver was for it; specifically at the moment though...Silver's armpits were for it, since Host and Yandere had started swiping their quills in Silver's hollows.

'EEEE! N-Noho w-w-wahait I-Ihi dihidn't mean it!'

Silver let out a nervous squeal as he tugged at his wrists, spluttering to try and remedy his mistake....but it was too late. He broke out into a wide, mirthful smile as his hollows now endured ticklish swipe after ticklish swipe from those dastardly quills.

'Here we were thinking you wanted us to make a pretty game out of the tickles.....but no....you just want us to torture you don't you?'

Yandere purred, grinning devilishly as she interspersed swipes of her quill with drawings of pretty love-hearts; they were kinda her thing. Silver shook his head frantically at Yan's words as his giggle fit became a hysterical giggle fit.

'NOHOHOHO NOHOHOHOHO!'

Yandere giggled at that, and the Host laughed softly under his breath.

'Oh Silver my love, if you simply wanted us to cut straight to the tickle torture then you only had to ask.'

Silver squealed with embarrassment at the Host's teasy, baritone nonchalance; whenever he spoke like that it just sent so many tingles down Silver's spine, and he already had ENOUGH tingles thank you very much! As the Host and Yandere happily drew hearts and little feathers and cute geometric shapes in their hero's underarms, Silver just became frantic. He was wriggling like an insane earthworm....but he was seriously happily within that. Silver couldn't deny that he loved scenarios when ticklers made up stupid little excuses to tickle....but right now he didn't want that. Silver just wanted to be absolutely wrecked. Sometimes a scenario doesn't need elaborate reasoning; ticklers can tickle someone...just because it's what everybody WANTS.

'NAHAHAT MY PIHIHITS AHAHA IHI CAHAN'T MOHOVE MY AHAHARMS!'

Yandere smiled with pride at Silver's exclamation and squeaked happily.

'Awww I'm glad you approve of my knot tying skills! I've been practising!'

Yandere giggled as Silver continued to wail from all the tickly doodling he was being subjected to. The Host smiled....just at everything. At the waves of happiness he could feel from Silver being tickled, and the happy giddiness Yandere felt at all her hard work paying off. He leant in to peck Yan on the cheek as he murmured teasingly.

'Oh I think he more than approves, look at how happy our sweet Silver is.'

Yandere giggled, chastely pecking the Host on the lips before they had a little mercy, they didn't want to over-do things too early after all. Silver gasped and tried to catch his breath, weakly mumbling as he buried his face in his arm.

'Shuhuhush ihiiiiit....'

As they set their quills and ink safely aside, the Host and Yandere both awed at him because I'm sorry but how could they not?!

'Oh what a pretty colour his cheeks have become! It almost seems strange given how pale the rest of him is....'

Yandere exclaimed....but as she trailed off, she let her fingers casually drop onto Silver's very exposed torso....specifically, onto his belly. Silver trembled when he felt Yandere's nails trail over his skin, his breath hitching as Yandere's eyes gleamed with sadistic intent. Silver trembled even more though...when the Host suddenly held up a number of felt tip pens that had spontaneously appeared and had absolutely not also been next to the quills and ink used previously.

'I'm sure we can fix that.'

The Host mused, and Silver could only whine and struggle as his lovers readied their new, evil implements....and got to work. Silver's belly was such a wonderful canvas, so smooth and pale which meant that any artwork would stand out so boldly and marvellously; Yandere's little pink fruity doodles were already looking lovely.

'I feel like drawing these raspberries is more than appropriate, don't you think dear?'

The Host chuckled, though it was only just heard above Silver's jumpy cackles.

'I think it's a wonderful idea darling.'

Thus, the Host set about drawing some cutesy fruits of his own. Keeping with a similar sort of palate as Yandere, he elected to go for doodles of strawberries so that the aesthetic would be consistent and pleasing to the eye. It was a little difficult with Silver writhing non-stop beneath them of course, with the felt tip pens being really rather tickly.

'NAHAHAHA PLEHEHEASE!! MY BEHEHEHELLYYYY!!'

Silver's tummy was a serious tickle spot for the hero, so this was definitely a step up in tickly intensity. Silver was arching his back as cackles literally leapt from his gaping mouth, and his cheeks were certainly leaning from a raspberry hue to a strawberry one. The Host cocked his head at Silver, his expression entirely innocent as he replied to his exclamation.

'Hmm? What was that? Please draw on my belly? Well, with such manners like that how can I refuse!'

This, of course, was the only valid interpretation of Silver's words that the Host could perceive, and he'd be damned if he didn't see to Silver's desires! The Host switched to now drawing beautiful cherries, making sure the stems flicked against Silver's belly which I'm sure the hero appreciated.

'IHIHI DIHIDN'T SAHAHAY THAHAT IHI DIDN'T I DIHIHIDN'T!!'

Silver squealed desperately, making the Host grin amusedly as he shrugged his shoulders.

'I can't help how I heard it darling!'

Silver let out a flustered cry, trying to hide in the crook of his elbow as he smiled a wonderfully bright, flustered, Silver Shepherd smile. Yandere smiled too, she smiled lovingly at both her boys. She paused her artwork to peck Host on the cheek with a purr.

'You're so evil. I love it.'

The Host smirked proudly at that....he always liked being evil in the right way.

'Oh I know you do....I know you both do....'

Even Yandere ended up blushing a little at the Host's purr....particularly so when the Host pecked her lips, and then leant down to peck Silver's. His love was so effortless and perfect that it only served to make Silver more desperately flustered and happy...and did I mention flustered?

'BAHAHAHAD HOHOHOSTY BAHAD NAHAHAUGHTY!!'

The Host and Yan both let out soft laughs at Silver's giddy cry as the Host purred amusedly.

'If you say so angel.'

A wonderful as it was giving Silver's belly so much attention though, soon another round of mercy was doled out when Silver started to let out the softest of sniffles. The pens were set aside in favour of fingers carding through Silver's raven hair, and the Host and Yandere just sighed as Silver hummed at their touch....they were so content.

'The prettiest angel.....'

Yandere murmured happily, which was followed by a hum of agreement from the Host....and there Silver thought his blushing was going to die down. Silver could feel Yan's eyes and the Host's mind focused on him, and he was flustered because sometimes he just couldn't actually believe he was lucky enough to be in this beautiful relationship....with the two people that he loved more than anything in the world.

'....y-y-yohou're b-bohohoth prehettier....'

His lovers smiled fondly, but of course, some playfulness could not be overlooked.

'I hope that's not any self-deprecation I detect.'

Silver smiled warmly at the Host's soft tease....Silver had to admit to himself, that in the past he did used to self-deprecate on a level that was just not good for him. He didn't do that anymore though, oh no way mate. Silver could look in the mirror now and see his pretty eyes and soft, good-looking complexion and cute wit and kindness. Yandere and the Host had shown him how to see all the good in himself. Silver whispered happily in his reply.

'Neverrr....'

Yandere and the Host's hearts swelled at that, and Silver got a kiss on each cheek for his inhuman perfection. Now though, the Host grinned and slipped away, and the only reason that Silver's eyes didn't follow was because of how Yan stroked his hair....and had his attention transfixed with their dastardly, yet loving, smirk.

'Ready for a little more?'

Silver felt the heat from his cheeks creeping down his neck as he nodded at Yan's whisper, making Yan giggle and eagerly join Host at the foot of the bed...then Silver saw them. Biros. The Host was holding biros. Biro pens. At the foot of his bed....near his feet....oh no.

'Shall we?'

The Host purred, spurring Yan to pluck a pen from his hand...before they both took ahold of one of Silver's feet...each. The sweet superhero gulped, sitting up as much as he could as his sweet brown eyes darted over the scene. He licked his lips nervously, his voice sounding particularly squeaky as he stammered.

'Y-You're g-gonna go one a-at a time righ-AAAAHHH OH MY GOD NOHO!!!'

Silver shrieked....and laughed....because no, they were certainly not going to go one at a time. Yandere and the Host chuckled at they focused their artwork at Silver's heels, working perfectly in sync.

'I think I'm gonna draw lots and lots of pretty love hearts up Silvy's footsie, what about you Hosty?'

Yandere asked sweetly, making sure to go over each and every love-heart they drew....just for good measure. The Host smirked, feeling warm as he perceived Silver's mirthfully writhing form and Yandere's giddy wiggles of joy.

'I plan on keeping with the fruit theme with some doodles of strawberries and grapes, things that I feel really relate to our Silver right now.'

The Host mused, because honestly he could have mistaken Silver's face for a radiator with how much heat it was giving out. At this point, no metaphor alluding to the colour red was good enough; there was red, and then there was Silver's face. He was a blushy, thrashy, hysterical mess of a man.

'PLEHEHEHEEEASE IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES SOHO BAHAHAHAAAD!!!'

Silver arched sharply as he tried to scrunch his feet, because the feeling of those biros was just insane. They were MORE than just tickly. They were sharper and more precise than any manicured fingernail could ever be, and it was like tiny shocks of ticklishness were shooting through his feet rather than just staying at his skin. That's how bad it was. Silver's tormentors chuckled together as they kept on drawing.

'Oh? What makes these pens tickle so much worse?'

Silver wished he could have articulated his more detailed thoughts in response to Yandere's question, but as he felt his lovers' doodles move up to his soles....he could only really cry out.

'THEHEHEHEY'RE POHOHOHOINTY!!!'

Yandere and the Host chuckled once more, leaning in together so Yandere could rest their head on the Host's shoulder happily. This was such a beautiful series of moments that was making this into a beautiful, perfect day. As the Host added little dots to his strawberry doodles to make Silver yelp though....he came up with an idea to make it all even more perfect, whilst making it even more torturous for Silver.

'Your....''point'', being?'

That's right. Throw a pun into the mix, and let me tell you, it really did have the desired effect. The Host heard Silver groan with utterly defeated despair....Silver had been thinking that it couldn't possibly get any worse, but the Host's puns were just diabolical. Silver theorised that one of the Host's puns was the last thing people heard before they died. Silver desperately tried to cover his ears as he laughed, for fear of hearing more horrid humour, as Yandere grinned at the Host.

'Darling that was absolutely disgraceful.'

The Host let out a short, sharp laugh of satisfaction. As he and Yandere focused their doodles at the tender centres of Silver's soles, causing hiccups to erupt, he drawled.

'Why thank you dear.'

Tickle torture....and bad puns. Silver Shepherd was in hell.

'WHAHAHAT YOHOHOU'RE DOHOING TO MEHE IHIS DIHIHISGRAHACEFUL!!!'

Silver practically yelled through his screeches, and Yandere seriously had to put effort into looking offended instead of bursting out laughing at how indignant Silver sounded. They managed to keep it together though.

'Well I think our art is rather delightful thank you very much!'

Silver spluttered at that, squeezing his eyes shut as he cackled and wheezed at the ''artwork'' reached the balls of his feet. Yandere and Host had such good grips on his feet that he couldn't hope to tug them free, and his mind was just getting more and more frazzled by the second....the tickling was really destroying him.

THAHAHAT'S NAHAT WHAHAT IHI MEHEHEEEE-!!'

Silver's laughter was at its most intense, especially since Yandere and Host were being VERY firm with their tools of torment against Silver's poor sensitive skin. As Silver dipped in and out between hysterical babbles and silent mirth, the Host cooed with a happy, taunting tone.

'What a sweet thing he is.....I understand that some people become speechless in the wake of great art, but this is truly off the scale...'

Yandere and the Host giggled to themselves....and that was when Silver truly lost it; he couldn't handle a single second more, and finally screamed.

'DOHOHOHOHOHOOOOOVE!!!'

The Host and Yandere straightened up, and ceased their onslaught. Then it was a matter of the Host snapping his fingers. Upon hearing the safe-word, the first snap was to de-materialise all the tickle tools and send them back to their proper places, and the second snap caused Silver's bindings to become undone. Silver was free. The hero weakly gasped and coughed softly into his pillow, wiping his eyes and forehead, and Yandere and the Host were there in a flash.

'It's over Senpai, it's okay you did so good, you were so strong and fun to tickle....'

Yan whispered as they and the Host lay either side of Silver snugly, thus allowing the hero to snuggle into them both with a bashful smile in place. With Yan's kiss on his temple and their fingers in his hair, he started to relax....but though his laughter had dimmed, his smile certainly had not.

'I know I speak for both Yan and myself when I say that that was ever so much fun....thank you for trusting us....'

Silver hummed happily at the Host's tender words, and purred when he felt the Host hold his hands and kiss them, making sure his fingers weren't cramped from how much he'd clenched his fists during it all. Silver let out a soft yawn, mumbling sleepily as he felt his body and mind relax....he'd really needed all of this. Sometimes people need to be hysterical and thoughtless for a little while, because it's fun and uplifting and in those moments you never feel more safe. Silver felt safe....and uplifted.....and loved.

'Mmm...'ll'alwayss trust yousss....'

Silver's loving tormentors exchanged loving smiles at that, and as soon as the blankets were drawn over them, they too slept. And ah....I must say, it was all a rather wonderful masterpiece....and I'm not talking about the doodles.

AAAHHH HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS FICCU LEMME KNOW IF YA DO WOOOOP LUV YOUS XX

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kindafooey · 2 years

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Hiya, you don’t know me, but I’ve got a whole pseudo-palship going on with you! Sounds weird, but surely you get wilder professions from your fans. Still—i’ve been re-∞-reading your works lately & it got me thinking “wherever does Fooey even begin concepting these masterpieces‽” If not confidential or overwhelming—mind sharing your behind-the-scenes? How do you go about writing your works from start to completion? Anyhow, thanks for doing what you do, without you i wouldn't be who I am today.

Heeeyyyy! Finally getting around to answering this, haha ^^; I'll spare you the usual excuses, but I'm really sorry for the delay.

(Also, side note, suuuuper flustered about the fact that I apparently still have, um, fans out there. Thank you. .////.)

EDIT: Better put this under the break because dang this turned into a Text Wall(TM)

Hmm... so where to start? Well, first off, my approach to this is probably going to be somewhat Blood Chains-centered for obvious reasons. Almost all of my other works dance around similar themes, minus the smut - and I guess it goes without saying that smut fics are just fundamentally a different class when it comes to the writing method, haha. :D

Sooo as is typical for a fanfic author, I tend to get my root concept for a story, or at least the inspiration for it, from someone else's work. With Blood Chains, the entire main premise was crafted by my collaborator of the time. My other fics have been inspired by quotes, specific lines from canon that hold massive potential for further study and elaboration, things like that. Also, I tend to latch onto characters that are either underdeveloped in canon or whose storylines never got a satisfying conclusion, and if I'm able to dissect the parts of their canon character arcs that were left hanging AND figure out how to address them and wrap them up in a way that does the story justice, I quickly grow hellbent on doing just that. Mental fic crafting is kind of inevitable and involuntary at that point. ':D

After that, I guess it all burns down to my obsessive hyperfocus-y tendencies? All I need for a functional story structure is a starter premise, a somewhat clear understanding of where I want to go with it and the characters, and at least a vague idea of an ending. The rest of it tends to work itself out as I go. The most important thing, I've found, is to write down every single stray thought that has the potential of taking the story forward by any means necessary. Paper, arms, phone notebook, anything goes. The form doesn't have to be perfect, either, tbh most of my notes are weird stream of consciousness type shit. As long as it's down and you'll be able to recall your thought process from it later on. Oh oh! Also, if I get stuck, my solution of choice is to pace around and talk myself through, preferably with a voice recorder, the problem point and everything that led up to it. It's weird as fuck how I've always come up with a solution using this method. Of course, it would be even better to have someone to bounce things off of, but, well, you know.

Then there's self-projection, of course... Writing Ford, and Bill to an extent, was always stupid easy for me simply because Ford is one of the more relatable characters I've come across, and I could draw a ton from my own similar experiences. With him, I was sort of in the zone by default - with certain other characters, I actually have to put in enormous amounts of mental energy to get in the zone where I can understand their shortcomings and internal processes. And sometimes... uh... you sort of get sucked too far into the zone and realize you may not be that different from said character after all? Which can be, uh, bad, in certain situations? ^^; That's what made the cabin trip last week so horrible, actually. I could elaborate, but this answer is already long enough, so uh. Let me know if you want to hear the gritty details. XD

Also, as frustrating as it is to both the author and the readers, sometimes it just takes hella time. I'm writing a fic for a different fandom now (very secret), and it took me almost a full year to get the third chapter out, regardless of the fact that I thought about it feverishly on a semi-daily basis. Circumstances can be a bitch sometimes, and it's something I've sort of had to come to terms with. Still majorly burns me up when I can't write even if I want to, though.

I... think that's it? The last thing I can think of is that when a large-scale writing project is approaching its end, it's good to already have something of a draft for your next project on the backburner. Your creative identity is gonna need something to fall back on. I guess that's more of a pro tip and less an actual part of my writing method, but if we try to extend it into that area, I'd say that this sort of like... continuity is really something to aim for? Back in my most productive days (and I'm talking literally over a decade ago), I had a rule of writing for at least an hour each day. Nowadays, even one sentence per day would be an excellent little routine to keep the wheels whirring, but I'm ashamed to say I've completely fallen out of that habit. That's probably the reason why my mojo fluctuates a lot more than it used to. But it's def something to aim for.

Well, there ya go! A ridiculously long reply to a simple ask. Classic Foo. But it's been a while since I've gotten an ask related to my writing, so I just took it and ran. I hope that's okay. Thank you so much for this wonderful opportunity to reminisce my golden days! (Also, if you ever want to try tweaking that para-palship into a, uh, non-para-palship, just hit me up! I tend to be a bit of a letdown and unrelatable in person, but I'd love to chat and give that good ol' human interaction a try. :D)

#how to tag this... hmm #writing #how's that? at least I'll be able to find it later #yeah that'll do #thank you again this ask gave me life

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