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yasbm ai stuns tumblr user by breaking out in fluent normie

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AND FOR YOUR INFORMATION I PREFER SLOW BURN YAOI AND YURI *CHARACTER* X READER ONE DIRECTION KIDNAPPING FLUFF AND SMUT MADE. BY. A RANDOM. 12 YEAR OLD. GIRL. WHO DOESNT. KNOW. ENGLISH.
I know the "Mark for later" button on ao3 hates to see me coming
“Why didn’t you comment on my fic?”
I mean, I did. You were just looking in the wrong place.
I really have to quit getting so excited about hopping to the comments after reading someone's fic that that I skip blithely past the kudos button.

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Viktor's happiest timeline (they have a dog)
The sheets were tangled around my ankles, I must have kicked them off as I slept; my back brace cold against the inside of my arms. Sliding off the bed, I looked for clothes, and found an oversized bathrobe in the closet. It smelled like Jayce.
Padding to the door, and opening it to be head-butted by a leggy greyhound. Anchoring with my crutch, I scritched behind her ears. “Eraser, good girl. Good girl,” I said in the babies-and-dogs voice.
I had boxers under the bathrobe, but I felt exposed. Not as much by the nakedness, getting used to nakedness came with trips to the doctor, but the room. The window was framed asymmetrically, Art Nouveau swoops and vines. The bed was more masculine, utilitarian, but all of it felt lived in. Cozy. A fire smoked in a hearth, needing prodding. But the view, the fire, the tight weave of the bathrobe: casual luxury. Someone who had stopped counting expenses.
Holding a tray, Jayce turned into the room. “Breakfast in bed,” he raised his eyebrows. Then shimmied towards the coverlet.
“Are you dancing?”
“Natural rhythm,” he said. Holding up the tray after he sat. “Get in.” Frowning, I manoeuvred beside him, scooting against the headboard. Settling the tray on my lap, he grabbed a pancake.
“I see you’ve given me the Man of Progress mug,” I said.
Er, so, here's my mha fic I'm writing soooo
I know I'm not the only one screaming "MY YAOI!" when the hoes almost kiss......