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[macybeckham7]

the winning wimbledon one but with dier and he does an interview while on pre season about it

The conversation was about the upcoming season and how Eric spent the summer holiday and his time to reflect and hopefully get back into the England squad. The interviewer than talks about him being seen at Wimbledon a few days ago. ‘How was your emotions during that intense game?’ he laughs. ‘It was intense wasn’t it, I think everyone else was feeling the pressure apart from YN’ he says. ‘She was the underdog and she showed everyone that she is here for the long run’ he smiles. The interview just showing how much Eric supports you and just how proud he was of you.

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[footballxixstars]

Eric Dier

Eric Dier born on the 15th of January 1994. He plays for Tottenham Hotspur and England National Team.

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OneShots

Egg Hunts are for Kids ~ You want to do an egg hunt for Eric who just keeps saying they’re for kids. Spoiler- he does the egg hunt

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[footballffbarbiex]

leaving food out for the hedgehogs with Eric dier please 🥰

from this list.

I've actually missed writing Eric!

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she runs off ahead of Eric, her little ponytail bouncing as she goes. wrapped up in a thick, warm coat which has mitts attached to the sleeves, black fleece leggings and wellington boots which seem far too big for her little frame, she's well prepared for the cold autumn weather. the days of 20c+ were now a distant memory and in its place is an icy bite.

Eric had discovered that hedgehogs were coming into the garden when one of the dogs had come in foaming at the mouth with a bloody nose, causing Eric to go out and see what had happened. the small creature was still curled up in a tight ball when he'd approached.

"looking for some food, mate?" Eric had asked, more to himself than the hedgehog itself who, of course, could not reply. despite the change in the weather, Eric couldn't believe that it was already weeks before Christmas but seeing the small prickly beings now being out, it was certainly marking the end of the year.

and so today, while she was at nursery, Eric had stopped by the pet store and purchased two shallow bowls, some wet cat food, some dried mealworms and a small bag of specific hedgehog food to mix through it all. her excitement when she'd rummaged through the carrier was contagious, and he'd given himself a little pat on his back for thinking of doing this.

he carries the bag containing everything and follows behind her to where she chooses to set everything up. close enough to watch from the patio, but far enough away to not spook them.

"right here," she declares, waving her arms around with a flourish at her chosen spot.

Eric places everything on the ground and empties out his bag. in one bowl, he empties some of the bottled water into it - because even hedgehogs deserve filtered clean water - and she helped to grab a handful of their food, shake just a little of the dried worms in and help to open up the cat food pouch.

"it smells," she remarks, and he has to agree. cat food was one of the worst smells - other than when it comes out of the other end.

"don't get it on your fingers then," he comments as she scrunches her nose up and carefully squeezes some out with his help. she takes the fork that he offers and gives it a good mix, with some of it coming over the edge of the bowl.

"oops," she whispers, turning to look at him with a grimace.

"it's ok, it just means they don't have to work as hard to get that bit of their dinner," Eric soothes her concerns away, smiling as she looks visibly relieved.

"do you think they'll like it?"

"i think they'll love it. i can't see many others leaving out little snacks for them, but they'll need it."

"why?"

"because they need a nice full belly for when they go for their big sleep before Christmas."

"can't they just ask Santa for a big meal?"

Eric chuckles to himself and reaches forward to ruffle her hair a little. "if only it was that simple bubba."

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[football-and-fanfics]

The Medic #11 - Eric Dier

About the series: The Medic is an anthology-like series about the reader working for the medical team of the club/national team. Each chapter will feature a different setting/scenario and a different player.

Who: Eric Dier Request: "This might hurt a bit." Requested by: anonymous Word count: 456 Warnings: slight mentions of injury.

The match had gone well. Victory was secured and no injuries had been reported to you during or afterwards, so all in all you were happy with today's results.

Still, Eric came to see you after the match. You were finishing up some final administration, when he quietly walked into the treatment room you sat in. He softly cleared his throat to get you attention, and offered you a friendly smile when you turned around to look at whomever had just stepped in.

"Do you need any treatment?" You frowned, as you couldn't remember anything being reported of him being injured. "I scraped my knees open," Eric said hesitantly, "I'm not sure if this needs any treatment, but it's been bleeding, so..." Your gaze automatically went to his knees, where you indeed saw a few fresh scrapes and abrasions that had clearly been bleeding.

"Sit down." You motioned to one of the chairs. "I'll have a look at it." "I'm sorry, it's only minor, but..." Eric shrugged, looking almost embarrassed that he had come to you with something like this. "Don't apologize." You smiled friendly. "Any injury, no matter how small, is always worth my time." Eric chuckled in reply, but he visibly relaxed.

You bent down to have a look at his knees. Across both his knees he indeed had a few scrapes and abrasions, albeit nasty ones. They had bled and you could still see some dirt in them. "It's nothing to worry about," you concluded, "but I bet it's painful, and I do need to clean it up a bit to prevent any infection."

Eric watched you attentively as you put some disinfectant on a piece of gauze. "This might hurt a bit." You warned before carefully dabbing the gauze to Eric's knees. "Bloody hell!" He winced violently. "You weren't lying about that." "Sorry." You smiled wryly. "I'll be quick."

Cleaning up Eric's knees only took you a few minutes. The worst of the stinging was quickly over, but the bruises you saw forming underneath the scrapes would surely be sensitive for a while longer.

"All done." You sat back. "It's best not to cover it up, let it breathe. But if it bothers you, just put a Band-Aid over it." Eric nodded. "I'm good for now, I think." "I'm afraid you'll be sore for a few days," you continued, "those look like nasty bruises underneath those abrasions. And come see me immediately when the redness or swelling intensifies."

Eric slowly rose to his feet. He winced softly again, when the movement of his knees angered the scrapes. "It's already sore," he commented wryly. You grimaced compassionately. "Nothing I can do about that I'm afraid." "That's alright," Eric chuckled, "thanks for seeing me."

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Heyy!!!!! Hope you're doing well! Could you please write Eric Dier asking you on a date for the first time for blurb evening? Thank you so much!! 🤍🤍🤍

I'm doing good thank you and someone requesting an Eric blurb, omggg! Anyone want more of this blurb? thinking a story or something! You worked at Tottenham's training ground as one of the social media creators. "Hey" you bumped into Eric as you tried to pass the boys. "Oh hi" you smiled up at him. "Coming to take photos of the star man" he winked. "Who would that be?" you asked as you crossed your arms across your chest. "I dunno, hoping it would be me. Or maybe we can discuss that somewhere else" you coughed. "Hmm, sure if it's allowed" you shrugged. "Course, as long as we don't get in trouble by it" he winked.

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[emwritesfootball]

Captain Dier | Eric Dier

take that armband off, wrap it around both of my wrists, tie me to the bed post and have your god damn way with me captain dier

Warnings: spanking, mentions of rough sex,

A/N: can’t remember who I was discussing this with but thank you to either @stephspurs, @balenciagastones or @fentybucky for the idea! x

The first time you saw Eric the captain’s armband around his bicep, your body reacted in ways you hadn’t expected. Of course, seeing him in his Tottenham kit always made you a different kind of horny, but the commanding presence he held as captain was a whole other story.

Eric didn’t miss the desire in your eyes as he walked off the pitch after captaining his first match. You kissed him with a neediness he hadn’t expected, your fingers clutching at his biceps. “Think you can convince the kitman to let you take the armband home?” You asked, looking up at him with pure lust in your eyes.

“I’m sure he won’t mind,” was Eric’s reply as he dragged you through the tunnels and back home.

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The kitman never saw that captain’s armband again, but you and Eric made sure to put it to good use. You used it sparingly, only when Eric was captain, but that didn’t mean you didn’t make the most of it. On matchdays when Eric only had the captain’s armband for a few minutes, the sex seemed to be rougher; sure, he’d still played 90 on the pitch but he always seemed to have more stamina when he captained the last few minutes of a match.

After matches Tottenham lost with Eric as captain, the armband found its way around your wrists as he pulled you over his knee, delivering a harsh spanking to your ass before he fucked you from behind. Those were the nights when you didn’t wear his kit as he fucked you, Eric not wanting a reminder of the loss as he took his anger out on your pussy.

Like any fan, though, the wins with Eric as captain were your favourite. He was more experimental then, open to trying new things or letting you worship his body instead of the other way around. You usually started those nights off with a blowjob, sinking to your knees to show your appreciation for him and his cock. Eric would pull you off him before you got a chance to swallow his cum, tossing you on the bed so he could have his way with you.

You loved it when he manhandled you, using his captain’s armband to tie your wrists to the bedposts. His beard scraped over your skin as he trailed kisses down your body and you arched your back, whimpering as his tongue laved over your nipples. Eric murmured to you in Portuguese as he went about teasing you before thrusting into you unexpectedly. You cried out, straining against the captain’s band while Eric set the pace, his rhythm relentless until your walls were clenching around his cock and you were triggering his orgasm.

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[avenirdelight]

It Hurts, Please Make It Stop

Eric Dier

"It hurts so much, please make it stop," Eric moaned. There was a lot of pain in his voice.

"I know, baby, I'm sorry..." she said, slowly rubbing his back.

He was cuddled in her arms. Her arms were wrapped around him and his head was buried in her chest. She constantly caressed his head and his back, gently kissing the top of his head and his temple once in a while.

He was having a fever and a really bad headache. It was midnight. She was trying to get him to sleep but the headache seemed to be getting worse. She had been holding him in bed for an hour, listening to his heavy breaths. Sometimes he whimpered or moaned about the pain and it just broke her heart every time.

"Baby, let's just get you to the hospital, yeah?" she asked half an hour later, worried that it wasn't just a normal headache and needed a better treatment.

"No. It's getting better now..." he said weakly. "Just... Keep holding me..."

"Okay. I'm here, I'm not going anywhere," she hugged him a little tighter, reassuring him that she wasn't going to let him go.

"Thank you, baby. Sorry you had to cancel your night out," he managed to say. The pain was still there, but the medicines he took seemed to start working. Besides, he was comfortably wrapped in her arms, making him feel much better.

"Aw, baby," she cooed. "Don't be sorry. I love taking care of you. Of course I'd rather be here, cuddling my huge teddy bear, than having a night out."

She heard a soft chuckle from him, making her feel relieved for a little bit knowing that he was feeling better.

"That's what you are, you know, you're just a huge teddy bear that needs a lot of love, right?"

"Yes." She couldn't see his face but she knew that he was smiling. "I love you," he mumbled.

"I love you too, baby. Now try to get some sleep, okay?" She kissed the top of his head.

They lied there for another hour before finally falling asleep, wrapped in each other's arms.

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[champagne-coys]

5 Eric Dier x

A/N - ngl as a spurs fan eric is my guilty pleasure. Originally my plan for this prompt was to write it was you braid whoevers hair but obviously dier has little/no hair so yeah i had to change it a little lmao <3. ~ C 

5 - “Shush, stop fussing. I’m trying to braid your hair.”

During quarantine you and Eric had become very bored and taken up multiple new hobbies, a couple being: you learned chess so you could play with him, you both tried a paint by number and of course many overly competitive games of fifa took place. After the UK going into it’s third lock-down you had reached peak boredom. After watching you the previous day french braid your hair before  going on a zoom, Eric was very intrigued and decided that he wanted to try it himself and so one night after you had been in the shower and done your skin care Eric asked “can i try to do your hair like you did yesterday.” you laughed this was very out of character for him. You gave him a strange look “you want to braid my hair?” you said trying your best not to burst out laughing. “yeah it can’t be that hard.” “okay then” you laughed as you jumped onto the bed next to him, trying to find a YouTube video to watch so he could learn. Once you’d watched the video you turned to look at him. “ehh that’s easy enough.” he said. You looked at him with disbelief. “hmm okay then daring, but it took me forever to learn how to do it.” he kissed you before saying. “sit on the floor gorgeous and let me have a got.” You parted your hair for him to make it a little bit easier and sat down on the floor at the edge of yours and Eric’s bed. He played the video on his phone and started attempting to braid your hair. You couldn’t see what he was doing but could feel a lot of twisting on your hair and Eric was muttering inaudibly to himself. “You okay bubs?” you asked. “yep,” he fired back popping the p. “just figuring it out.” you laughed as you went back to your phone to keep yourself company knowing you could be here for a while. He huffed and pulled at your hair starting again. After a couple of minutes Eric said “I think I've got it.” “Okay whatever you say E.” after a couple of minutes you felt him pull hair down your hair. “Owww, E that hurts!” “sorry i didn’t mean to.” you carried on wining at how much your scalp was hurting from him pulling your hair. “ERIC -”  “Shush, stop fussing. I’m trying to braid your hair.”  he huffed carrying to try to somewhat braid your hair. “I can’t sit still when you’re ripping my hair out.” he sighed before pouting. “I give up.” you grabbed a hair brush brushing out the hair knotted on top of your head. you turned round facing your boyfriend and gave him a kiss on the lips and wrapped your arms around his neck. “I think you should stick to football, babe.” he pouted wrapping his arm around your waist and picking you up. “Yeah m’ sorry if i hurt you.” “It’s fine, i still love you even if you did rip out half my hair.” 

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[bluemoonstonesy]

Rain

Any Player

The rain lashes against the balcony doors violently, mimicking the pounding feeling both in her head and her chest.

Her now glossy eyes wander across the room. They fixate on the shared chest of drawers that stand next to the rain soaked window pane, still covered in their intertwined belongings. His familiar aftershave sits in harmony with her floral perfume, along with his watch lying peacefully inside her jewellery basket. Photos adorn the wall, moments that capture their past achievements and most precious moments together; but in the present they taunt her agony.

She hugs the pillow closer to her chest, mumbling comforts to herself to stop the anxiety. The TV flickers from the end of the bed, its sound merely an addition to the chaos in her mind.

The front door of the apartment clicking open sends unwanted goosebumps down the back of her neck, causing a small whimper of panic to escape from her parted lips.

She already knows that he would be back at any given moment. it had been a late kick off, but a home fixture. The distance to travel back back from was short, something she usually hates, but right now she craves it.

A few minutes of composure are spared to her as he spends time downstairs, most likely fixing himself a drink as he always did - his usual habitual nature.

But slow, heavy footsteps soon meet the staircase, continuing onto the hallway outside the room. She inhales sharply to stop the tears as the bedroom door swings open with slight force.

She keeps her head in her knees, the thought of having to look him in the eye feeling like a kick in the chest. He audibly pauses as he acknowledges her state, a wave of pre guilt washing over him;

He knows.

"What's going on?" Panic filling the room, footsteps getting closer to her side.

The mattress space next to her suddenly dips, the feeling of this arms trying to snake around her waist making her heart race, but for all the wrong reasons.

"Don’t touch me."

She finally gains the little strength she has to pick her head up, her eyes glistening and reddened. A look of anguish written upon her tear stained face.

He jerks back immediately; confrontations between the two were rare. Eyes flashing with a mixture of pain and confusion, yet he knows that it was because of his actions that she's hurting.

Small droplets on rainwater fall from his dark hair as she sighs, "Why did you do it?"

At that very moment, she swears that she feels her heart shatter into two. She’d read countless romance novels where the characters talked about this very moment. Usually she'd cringe at how pathetic the writing was, sniggering to herself about how dramatic the protagonist in question would act. She never thought in a million years that it would become her reality.

"She meant nothing to me." He mumbles, rubbing his eyes.

"Don’t," She stutters, finally facing him.

In that split second of hesitation, she takes in his features, studying them intently as if it's the last time she was ever going to see him. The speckles of rain still sit in his outgrown hair, running down his pale complexion and onto his damp hoodie. His pursed lips anticipating her next statement and his usually lively eyes are now almost blackened.

"Don’t say things you don’t mean. You- you just don't cheat with someone for five months if they mean nothing to you."

The most uncomfortable silence imaginable hangs above them for what seems like hours, both of them trying to find the right thing to say. He can't bring himself to look her in the eyes, instead choosing to focus his attention on the ring that sits upon her finger.

"Please, take me back," He suddenly crumbles, running a hand through his now disheveled locks, "I’ll make it up to you i promise. God, just take me back."

For one split second she wants to, she wants to take him back more than anything else on the planet. Why shouldn't she?

Just for a moment she's taken back to that night three years ago. A cocky and tipsy young footballer approaching her at a dingy bar in the city centre. His teammates urging him to make the first move towards the dark haired stranger who had caught his eye from across the table. A young woman who never found herself the most attractive, self confidence below level, but that didn't stop her from giving him her number at the end of the night.

Eventually, she takes a deep breath.

"No. I'm sorry," She begins in apologetic tones, despite the fact that she isn't the one in the wrong, "But I don't think I can."

She watches as at least a dozen different emotions rush through his mind, unimaginable amounts of guilt and shame pushing into his chest and almost pinning him to the bed.

He tries to put his hands around hers, holding her tight as if she'd suddenly slip away. But his grasp, usually a comfort in her darkest times, feels cold and unfamiliar - and they both knew there is no going back from that point.

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i took this from the opening chapter of one of my old stonesy fics since i thought it’d make a good imagine. (took names out so john isn’t fully taking over my writing :) )

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40 Eric dier tik tok prompts list

Calling your boyfriend the wrong name.

“James, can you bring the dogs in?” Eric stops in his tracks and shoots you an incredulous look before his features settle on genuine fear. “Babe, you hit your head or something?” Next thing you know his hands are cupping your face and he's looking at your pupils like he'd seen the medical team do countless times.

You're so surprised at his reaction you start laughing, which only alarms him more. “Babe- what day is it?” He asks, and you finally compose yourself and mirror him by putting his hands on his cheeks. “I was just joking. I just called you James as a prank, Eric.” He mumbles an expletive as he turns to let your dogs back in. “I thought you were having an episode or something, YN. Don't do that again.” You can tell you've genuinely scared him and you smile at how much he cares about you. He meets your gaze again and can't bite back his smirk as you head towards him for an apology hug.

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[macybeckham7]

surprising dier by coming to korea to watch pre season

There was a knock on his hotel room door, he pauses the film that he was watching and looked at the door questioning who the hell it was. It wasn’t until the second knock when he actually got up and walked towards the door. It was 1am and everyone else was asleep, he looks through the peephole and sees no one. It wasn’t until he opens the door you jump out around the corner with a ‘surprise!’. He laughs as he hugs you asking if you have missed him that quickly. He picks you up and takes you inside.

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[footballxixstars]

Egg Hunts are for Kids • Eric Dier

Easter Prompt List • Number 12

“Egg hunts are for kids”

“Egg hunts are for kids,” Eric told you when you asked him if he wanted to do an Egg hunt. It was Easter and you really wanted somebody to do an egg hunt and Eric was the only one in the house that could do it. Egg hunts aren’t only for kids, adults can enjoy them too but apparently, Eric only thinks that they are for kids. If he wants something more difficult then you can do clues but egg hunts overall are for everyone so you don’t understand why he says that they are just for kids.

“So you don’t want one?” You questioned him. You saw his face change like he was thinking about it for a second before giving you an answer.

“Egg hunts are for kids,” He stated once again and that was all you got for an answer.

“Are you sure you aren’t a child?” You joked. There are definitely certain things that he does that makes you question whether he is an adult or a child. Immature tendencies especially with a few of his mates although he is probably the most mature out of them. Eric rolled his eyes at this question and turned his attention back to whatever he was doing before.

“Come on, it’s not only for children,” You stated moving to sit on his lap.

“Fine,” He groaned when he realised that you weren’t going to give into him.

“Okay, you stay here and I’ll go and hide them,” You stated walking out of the room to sort out the egg hunt for him. You can’t lie you’ve already hidden some of the eggs being too excited so you hoped that he would want to do an egg hunt. You don’t have any children so Eric is the only one that can do an egg hunt unless he hid them for you which he probably wouldn’t have done.

“They’re still for kids,” Eric grumbled under his breath as you walked out of the room yet you could still hear what he had said. You let out a breathy laugh before closing the door. As quickly as possible you hid the rest of the eggs not wanting Eric to go back on what he said.

“Do I get a reward?” Eric asked once you returned to the room.

“Yeah the eggs,” You said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Mainly because it was. What else was he expecting? They were chocolate and you know how much Eric enjoys his food so he was going to enjoy the eggs once he found them. Eric shook his head and stood up and went to look for the eggs.

“You could be more enthusiastic,” You said to him. He stopped in his tracks and turned towards you and put a smile on his face before enthusiastically walking out of the room like he was a child. You burst out in laughter and allowed him to go and do his own thing.

“Have fun,” You smirked when he took a seat next to you with the eggs in the bag still.

“Egg hunts are still for kids,” Eric stated, causing you to let out a laugh. He’s not going to give you a proper answer and you know that. He seemed to enjoy it when he was searching for the eggs yet won’t admit it.

“You must be a child then,” You stated smugly. He gently pushed you in retaliation before bringing you into a side hug. He could deal with these Easter egg hunts every year until you have your own children. They aren’t that bad even if they are definitely for children.

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[footballffbarbiex]

As it stands, the series being completed sooner are:

Antoine Griezmann Blank Space.

Anyone You Want So…Teach Me

Fernando Torres To Be Owned By You.

Rúben Dias  Speakeasy. Patreon until completion.

Trent Alexander Arnold / OC / Dominik Szoboszlai. Compersion.

with "runner up" series as: (in most vote order)

Roman Bürki. HEA.

Oscar Mingueza. Counting Stars. Patreon until completion.

Anyone You Want. Just A Taste. Patreon until completion.

Antoine Griezmann. Always. 

Antoine Griezmann. For Your Entertainment. Mini series. Patreon until completion.

Antoine Griezmann. A Kiss From Death.

Antoine Griezmann. Tear You Apart.

Eric Dier.  Baby, Sugar. Patreon until completion.

Mason Mount. The Heart Never Lies. 

Roman Bürki. Remember Me. Patreon until completion.

Federico Bernardeschi. Behind Enemy Lines. Patreon until completion.

Federico Bernardeschi. Here Without You. Patreon until completion.

Oscar Mingueza Lost In Paradise.  Kink Bingo glory hole series.

Oscar Mingueza. The Vow.

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Get voting for bromance prompts!😇

For September I am planning a few bromance/friendship prompts, and you can vote who you would like those to be written for. 

There are five prompts in total. You can cast your vote for all of those, or just the one(s) you like. You can vote as many times as you like.  Per prompt, the duo with the highest number of votes will have it written for them. 

Voting will be possible until midnight on September 1st. Posting of the imagines from these prompts will probably start around mid-September. 

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For the blurbs: with eric dier: going to the hospital where he has been taken when he injured in a game. hes scared and you calm him down

Blurb day - angst/fluff, get them sent in! As you watched Eric fall to the ground, your heart broke. You headed off to the hospital as they needed to check him out. You felt like you were running just as fast as you could. "Hi baby" you muttered as you made your way to the bed. "You okay?" you mumbled as you held his hand tightly. "I am scared, my head hurts so much" he mumbled. "So sorry babe, just don't talk and rest. You need all of the rest that you can get Eric. Do you want a drink?" you asked as muttered no. "Just relax and calm down. This isn't good for you, I am here when you wake up" you whispered as you held his hand as tightly as you could, trying your best to reassure him.

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