the uniquely special relationship between regular enthusiastic ao3 commenter and extremely grateful and honored ao3 author <3
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they finally removed the random priv vid that was mistakenly(?) added to the gamingmas playlist. they did it today which means they were poking around the gaming channel today. what i’m saying is we ARE getting an upload today idc
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Remember when I said there’s more rewards????? This time is not me the one teasing
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monday, august 7
day 1: practicing together (@benthan-week-forever)
They found themselves in a small gym, surrounded by punching bags and the sound of gloves hitting the leather.
Ethan, known for his exceptional physical prowess, was helping Benji put on his boxing gloves. He carefully adjusted the straps, making sure they were snug but not too tight. As he did so, he took the opportunity to explain the importance of gloves in boxing.
"Benji, gloves are not just for protection," the older began, his voice calm and reassuring. "They serve a crucial purpose in this sport. They not only shield your hands from injury but also provide cushioning for your opponent."
Benji listened intently, his eyes focused on Ethan's face as he tightened the straps. He could feel the weight of the gloves, a reminder of the responsibility that came with them.
Ethan continued, "When you throw a punch, the gloves distribute the force across a larger surface area, reducing the impact on your opponent. It's about control, precision, and minimizing harm."
The blonde nodded, absorbing every word. He admired his partner's expertise and dedication to his craft.
As they began their warm-up exercises, Ethan demonstrated various boxing techniques, explaining the proper form and footwork.
Throughout their training session, the brunette emphasized the importance of discipline and respect in boxing. He reminded Benji that the sport was not about violence but about skill, strategy, and self-control.
As the session progressed, they exchanged punches - their movements became fluid and synchronized. They pushed each other to their limits, testing their endurance and honing their skills.
Despite the intensity, there was an unspoken bond between them, a mutual trust and understanding.
In that small gym, Ethan and Benji not only practiced boxing but also strengthened their bond as teammates, friends, partners and lovers.
As the session came to an end, Ethan removed Benji's gloves with the same care and precision he had put them on. He looked at him, a smile of satisfaction on his face.
"Great job, Benji."
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I feel like if blitzwing and husk swapped clothes it would be funny. Also love your art and fanfic.😁
Husk looks so weird. 🤣🤣
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Note you are voting for which nordic fits slay into their name best. Not your favourite nordic 😡
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