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I gave a second chance to Cupid
I believed you, I'm so stupid
Let me show you my secret love, is it real?
Cupid is so dumb
FIFTY FIFTY - Cupid
A drawing based on an old cupid karl au i made some time last year! i was reminded of the fact that karl used to have pink hair so this is what i ended up with uwu
i also pulled inspo from alphonse mucha's works :3 (i never want to draw another calla lily ever again-)
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I’ve probably said this before but I genuinely can’t imagine c!Quackity living in Kinoko or c!Karl living in Las Nevadas. The countries are like polar opposites on everything from aesthetic to morality and society, matching only in their sheer scale of opulence and grandeur.
c!Karl just wouldn’t be up to the mind games of Las Nevadas. That’s not to say he wouldn’t be able to keep up. If anything, he may be too good. He’d get tired. After the initial fun, it would just be tedious to keep up with, and he’d want to try something new somewhere else. He was flighty like that. Hell, he barely even stays in Kinoko for all that he adores it as his stable anchor home.
But say, if Las Nevadas remained an extension of El Rapids, a place to vacation every now and again, c!Karl would totally be down for it.
On the other hand, c!Quackity dreams too big for the peaceful quiet of Kinoko. He is L’Manbergian through and through, no matter what anyone says. He is chaos and crime and love all balled up in feathery indignation. Kinoko Kinoko is an art museum the size of a city-state, dynamic but pristine. It doesn’t pulse and writhe at the seams with the will to fights gods. Not like L’Manberg, like Snowchester, like Las Nevadas— (like c!Tommy, like c!Tubbo, like c!Wilbur).
He’d probably be unnerved by Kinoko Kingdom. I’m pretty sure he is unnerved by Kinoko Kingdom in canon because yes, it’s pretty, but what else is there? It’s the city of dreams, perfect in every way, static like words on the pages of a storybook. It’s a city of dreams because it’s always asleep.
Meanwhile, c!Sapnap. He moves through Kinoko Kingdom as the silent sentinel of a nation that has no enemies. Its biggest danger is himself, combustible and dangerous in a place that’s far too flammable with all its plants and paper. He would know. He helped build it after all. The glistening statues and grandiose tower were Foolish’s work, but he paved every road and lit every lantern as designed by Karl and George (never him, he was never as artistically inclined as the people around him. It was c!Dream and c!George who laid out the blueprints for the Community House and the paths that would web out from it. It was Quackity and George who painted the billboards of El Rapids. Once again, it’s Karl and George pulling paintings into reality.) He loved Kinoko, really, he does. But he feels like a ghost in a city with nothing but ghosts. Not the nostalgic kinds, but the empty ghosts armed only with vapid smiles and polite words and nothing behind their blank eyes.
Sometimes he thinks about Quackity’s Las Nevadas. He doesn’t know enough about Las Nevadas to know what would have happened. What if he’d chosen to stick to his estranged fiancé’s side? He wouldn’t have, knowing himself. Loyalty was always his curse to bear, even if it was just loyalty to a ghostly nation, a sleeping friend, or a wanderlust, time-lost lover.
If Kinoko Kingdom smothered him, then Quackity’s Las Nevadas would have fanned the flames. All the worst parts about himself, and all his best, dialed up to 100. Just as intended. Except unlike the other fools swindled out of their pockets, c!Sapnap’s flaws and faults would be protected fiercely by the nation’s founder. And Sapnap would guard Quackity just the same. In the end, Sapnap would find himself a burning inferno of a protector against all of Las Nevadas’s many enemies rather than the silent one of the passive Kinoko Kingdom. Two sides of the same spectrum.
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August 6th doodle shhh
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#dreamsmp#dreamwastaken#dream#sapnap#quackity#karl jacobs#mcyt#karlnapity#implied karlnapity#dreamnap#dsmp
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i have a kkingdom fix it au rotting my brain, they are gossiping- also below cut is original sketch for quackitys design
i wanted to keep the style choice that he decided go with in las nevadas but just changed a couple things, silk scarf instead of tie, no suspenders- has black sweater instead, scar was taken proper care of so healed better- uuuuh cane because mobility aids are sexy
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Let me talk about Punznap in the centaur au :D
When Punz arrives at the farm Sam becomes his caretaker, most because it was Sam's idea to rescue the centaur so Dream put him in charge to nurse Punz back to health.
Sapnap doesn't have much to do with Punz until a couple of weeks in when Sam grows concerned that the centaur still can't stand up. The werecat eventually figures something might be wrong with Punz's hooves, so he turns to Sapnap for help since he's the only other creature with hooves on the farm.
Punz and Sapnap click almost instantly because of two reasons:
The first being that they're both naturally empathic creatures. Sapnap is an empath demon, he feeds on other creatures' emotions, which makes him very sensitive to what the people around him are feeling and experiencing. Meanwhile centaurs are able to sense and read emotions of creatures through physical touch, as well as push their emotions through others to communicate, mostly with animals.
The humans who captured Punz were quick to shut this communication down and punish the centaurs for it, believing it to be a kind of mind control. Because of this Punz has not tried to communicate with Sam or anyone else on the farm in this way, but the moment Sapnap touches Punz, getting ready to help trim his hooves, a connection is formed.
The second thing that brought them together is that they both have someone they miss dearly. Punz's someone of course being Foolish, who he believes he will never see again, Sapnap's being his boyfriend Karl who's been missing for a while before Punz arrived.
They're both startled at this, but don't immediately look further into it, Punz still being distrusting of most people around him and Sapnap not wanting to push his boundaries. Sapnap is curious though so keeps visiting Punz to explore their connection. This eventually leads to Sapnap being the one who can communicate with Punz the best, since Punz still doesn't know their language fluently. Thanks to being able to feel each other's emotional range and reactions they're able to slowly understand each other, which helps Punz learn the language better, and the two spend more and more time together.
Sapnap struggles a lot with his friends trying to help and comfort him, pitying him the longer Karl is missing, but Punz doesn't know his history. He knows Sapnap is missing and longing for someone, but he doesn't pressure him about it unless Sapnap brings it up himself. Likewise Sapnap knows Punz isn't just missing someone, but a whole life he was ripped away from, and just like Punz he doesn't pressure him about it unless Punz feels the need to talk about it. They relate to each other and become each other's comfort.
Both of them struggle to sleep without their partners, and while Sapnap can easily sleep in Dream's or George's bed he doesn't want to worry them, so he sneaks out to sleep with Punz instead. Punz never questions him, just lets him cuddle close and enjoy the company.
They quickly become best friends and sparring partners as Punz heals, bickering and bantering a lot, but know exactly how far they can push each other without going too far. They have full trust and a growing love for each other, one that don't break in the slightest when they're reunited with Foolish and Karl, who has grown a tight bond of their own <3
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Leap Year by frogygogy
Ship: Dream/GeorgeNotFound
Tags: Hogwarts AU, Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn, Love Potion
Word count: 69,136 (so far!)
Chapters: 12/25; long fic!
ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ < New chapter is out!
Chapter 12 - Strawberry 🍓
October winds mark a time of change, and not just because it’s one month closer to George’s birthday.
With Hogsmeade’s weekend coming up, George gets roped into playing matchmaker for his two friends while having to figure out how to keep a pesky Slytherin at bay.
Excerpt:
Go ahead and read chapter 12 today!
#dnf#dreamnotfound#dnf fic#dnf fanfic#hogwarts au#dream#georgenotfound#leap year ao3#ao3#ao3 update#archive of our own#dnf fic recs#enemies to lovers#rivals to lovers#slow burn#fic rec#dream team#dtk#karlnap implied#karlnap#karl jacobs#sapnap#ao3 recs#ao3fic#ao3 author
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Draw something for the sacrifice au...?
New giant appears >:]
Tw: Blood, implied mouthplay/vore
#mcyt g/t#mcyt gt#dsmp g/t#dsmp gt#tw implied vore#tw implied mouthplay#giant!george#kayla answers#ask#anon#tw blood#karlnapity sacrifice au
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imagine las nevadas at night (in s3)
inspired by this post
it's loud, there's lights, music, chattering and the buzzing of cicadas (it's the summertime, what can you expect?) all of it can be heard or seen from almost everywhere.
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from the burger van, right at the edge of the forest. you're doing the night shift. there's a cloth in your hand, you're mindlessly cleaning it while wondering what's going on in las nevadas, specifically the boy with horns who doesn't even come up to your shoulder. you wonder if you'll see him at home tonight, you wonder if he is your home.
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from the kingdom in the distance, across the water. one of your hands is leaning on the railing, and the other firmly in your lover's hand. well, one of your lovers - the other one is the distant city lights, you hope he remembers loving nights like you do. you hope the lover in your hand remembers it soon too (you're not ready to face the fact he might not).
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from the castle covered in color (and blood). the throne is warm under you, you've been thinking there for a long time. the people you knew and know, you wish them well in their new travels. you made sure they knew that the blood on your hands had stained and that you are sorry for it. it matters, hopefully.
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from the needle, you watch your city flourish. you are in the center of it, like a sun. look at the stars, wilbur. one day we'll be part of those stars, you had once said. maybe some part of you knew this would be your fate, another wanting a different one. but you were both high at the time of you saying it, and even if the times have changed, you've found yourself with a cigarette with him between your lips again. i don't need your services, i don't need your presence, you are very unpredictable and my nation is not gonna be subject to that. you're upset to learn that only one of those are still true.
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but from the prison, all you can hear is the gushing of lava. which is good, because sometimes it just won't be that. sometimes, a man with a mask (a mask to protect the lungs, not the identity like yours) and he'll tell you to eat up because the one with a scar and an array of weapons will be here soon. soon, instead of the lava, all you'll hear is your own screams and laughter, which seems to have lost it's sanity.
#wowie this was a spur of the moment action#i enjoyed writing this holy shit#tw drugs#tw smoking#tw torture#tw implied torture#beeduo#bee duo#quacknap#karlnapity#c!karlnapity#c!eret#tntduo#c!dream#c!awesamdude#<- in that order#dsmp analysis
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"Godsend" Context Piece
Warnings: carnage, death, violence, war, immortality
Summary: The gods are bored so as a game they each choose a champion, the god of death being left out of the game chooses his own without the others knowing. But no one expected the turn out of their actions to be that of a fairytale.
A/N: the warnings and summary are just a little sneak peek at what this fic will contain.
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"So it is decided then? Each of us has our chosen combatant?" The god of life gazed at their comrades sitting around in a circle. One of the thrones was empty. The ebony one with the bone white engravings. Death's throne. All of the others filled.
"The ones chosen for this era are babes in their mother's wombs, conceived under the same stars." The goddess of the meadow confirmed. Her pink hair was loose along her shoulders and shifting in an invisible breeze.
"All of them set in equal conditions." The blood god rasped out in their hollow of a voice.
"Each one set with a curse to balance their obscene amount of power." The god of Chaos growled and lifted their horned head from the bottle of mortal ale resting in their palm.
"The Champions are ready." The god of Dreams nodded and made a rare connection of the eyes with Life, their dark pools holding worlds of fear and imagination.
"Then it shall begin. Should the strongest champion join us in their right." With a flick of his emerald ring, the god of life set loose the Champions. And the games began...
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The 'first' champion was Life's. A fair haired boy with the future of a lean, swift body and eyes like the emeralds decorating his god's hands. His mother named him Clay, but Life called him Dream.
It was no secret Life wished to fulfill their duties alongside the god of Dreams and Sleep. Compared to their harsh reality, their fellow Immortal's realm was a euptopia of possibility. Clay was everything Life wanted with Dream.
He would be fun and captivating. Handsome and awesome in every aspect. Yes...the young mortal boy with emeralds for eyes would steal the hearts of every person of his village but the one he wanted. Just as Life would in the Heavens above. That was his curse.
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The second champion was Dream's. The god of Dreams chose a boy who would resemble the very aspect of imagination. A sweet personality and quick mind. Innocent ideals but capable of the darkest thoughts. George would be a wonder of the world and stiff to the pinnacles of romance and delirium. His curse however was to never see the world as it was intended. Colors would be backwards and beauty lost to his ever imaginative eyes.
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Next was Blood. Far in the snow covered lands a portal stood abandoned and broken. Civilization lost and no one around to repair it. Through that broken portal was the realm of the Fire god where monstrosities of pigmen flourished and lived prosperous despite the pending dangers to their existence.
Blood chose their Champion here among the carnage. A pigman child named Technoblade. With Blood's guidance he would find a way out of the Nether and into the mortal world. With Blood's demands he would become the most feared Champion of the Eight Gods Era.
Technoblade's curse would be to never not hear his master. Blood would always be there. Be a part of him in a way no one would wish. A way the Blood god could not control. The way of voice and desire from his master in the heavens above.
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Now it was Fire. Fire wanted to be different. They took two of their creations and with the help of Time, their fellow god and closest friend, created Sapnap. A mortal-borne boy with hair and eyes like wither skeletons and the power of fires like the Blaze, Fire so dearly loved.
Sapnap would be the epitome of the Nether. Immune to flames and a master of heat and fire. Just as Fire did with Time, he too would find his other in the adventures of creation. But he would never keep them long as this was his curse. Stay too close to fire and you'll get burned.
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Time was quick to follow Fire. After helping their other half they set out to find their mortal-borne Champion. A young lad named Karl with a goofy grin and childlike wonder of the world.
Time found it funny how far this boy would go, how far he'd become a man, and still be a child. Youth in the body of an elder. Beautiful. Time loved Karl as a son as was by far the most involved in his Champion's life. Especially since the art of Time Manipulation was a delicate one some extra guidance was probably best.
It pained Time to see Karl discover his curse in Sapnap, Fire's champion. Forever drawn to the flame like a moth and burned every time no matter how careful they were. Fire and Time's curses were dependent on each other due to the involvement of Time in helping create Fire's Champion. They would be connected, the contenders, and should one dissipate the other would crumble.
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War was just behind their brethren. High up in the mountains of the most savage kingdoms they found their Champion. A dark headed babe with the name of Schlatt. The signature of the War god, ram horns, would signify his allegiance to the frightening god. Schlatt would a be a force to be reckoned with, a wrathful Champion capable of manipulating and forcing his way through any ideal.
He was cursed to die at the hands of the one he loved.
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The goddess of Beauty was last. They were cautious of their choice, still not entirely behind the idea of leaving the god of Death out of the game. But they chose despite these uneasy feelings, promising themselves to apologize immediately should Death find its way through through obscurity they'd been forced upon.
Beauty chose a girl born with dark, thick hair that would frame her delicate features like a picture. Kristin would be the rose among the weeds. A ray of sunlight in the clouds. Beautiful was an understatement for what Kristin would be, even without Beauty's blessings. The fragment of power to see the world and all of it's beauty, and make what was not gorgeous in its right, was hardly an improvement to what the Champion already had.
Kristin was kind and loving. She was Beauty's Champion with the curse of never knowing when to stop. She would give until the giving was empty, but there was salvation yet. A man with darkness in his heart would be the one to save her from that wretched fate. This foretold in the Songs of Men.
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The real first Champion was not one the others knew about. The Champion of Death.
Death hated to be cheated. To be beat without their knowing. They were clever and skilled. There was always a loophole in everything. A way through the impenetrable wall that stood between them and their goal. Now it was the pending decision of whom their Champion would be.
The game was simple, each god or goddess would select a mortal babe, still in the womb, and gift it with a fraction of it's presenters powers. Even as Death scanned the lands for one capable of holding a sliver of their might, the loophole presented itself. Find the Champion first and hide them away until it was too late to stop Death and their chosen one.
Some of the gods and goddesses had chosen to wait for this era of man to pass before introducing their Champion. Illusion, Meadow, Mischief, Nature, and Music (or more commonly known as Harmony) had chosen to wait. They'd been the ones who thought Death would be angry at being left out and they were correct. Death had been angry, and grateful that they refused to play the game until later when perhaps they'd be invited.
Death came across the one with potential. A boy named Philza in his mother's decision. Death could see him now, a blonde and blue eyed terror of men. The great onyx wings that Death would give him stretching out farther than one could bear to look at. The Angel of Death. Yes, Philza would be a handsome young god with unspeakable power. Unable to join his god in their realm, he would send many to it. That was the curse he set upon the unborn child.
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Philza, Dream, George, Technoblade, Sapnap, Karl, Schlatt, and Kristin.
The Champions of the Gods and Legends in the Songs of Men.
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Hope this intrigues you and welcome to the games.
#Godsend#dsmp au#Philza#s.b.I#mumza#mumza and dadza#philza#dadza#Gods in their own right#dnf#Its suggested in the form of the gods fight me#karlnap#Its again implied
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A doodle I made for the Heart Shards AU I just posted about!
Idk about Sapnap’s and Charlie’s form yet so I’m drawing those out later (hopefully >3>;;)
#indiedraws#heart shards#karl jacobs#body horror#disturbing imagery#quackity#karl jacobs fanart#quackity fanart#implied karlnapity#honkq#honkity
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Karl and Sapnap having a little house together, still streaming for work, but deciding to "adopt" someone else into their little family. Fans go wild when they suddenly have a younger man in their streams, quiet and pretty in between them.
#implied cult#implied grooming#implied abuse#implied dead dove#dead dove do not eat#karlnapity#dark karlnapity#cc!karlnapity#brett speaks#sometimes all i think about is queue
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HST!Quackity my fumkin belove
Senior! He could’ve graduated early but 1) he wanted to stay in theatre longer and 2) he wanted to take more free AP/college classes.
Studying to become a law student! Yes, with that and AP classes and theatre and general life things, he is hating life a little bit at the moment but he will be okay. Everyone turns out okay in this AU /gen :)
By far one of the best actors in the cast. He’s inspiringly hard-working and has incredible on-stage instincts.
He’s very typecast as the comedic relief/sidekick, and while his instincts and skillset do work best for this type of role, he is also very capable of more serious roles. He wants more than anything to prove himself as something more than just a laugh in his final year with the theatre. 
^ A desperate man is a dangerous man. Quackity’s not there yet, but he’s pretty close to his fucking limits.
PTSD! I have not worked out the specifics of this, nor do I currently intend to, but it is canon to the AU. He is extremely secretive about his struggles, but he has recently started therapy and hopes to open up to his loved ones soon.
Speaking of his loved ones… Karlnapity WINS in this AU! Those fuckers are in a healthy polyamorous relationship and it is fucking endgame, end of story.
…Except that is not the end of the story because it’s my AU and I get to chose the happy ending. Karl, Sapnap, and Quackity are all dating each other, and Quackity is also… doing… something… with Wilbur?
What the fuck is going on with Wilbur? Karl and Sapnap smile all goofy and tease that Quackity is totally in love with Wilbur. Tommy swears up and down he caught them making out in the props closet once. The culprits themselves claim they hate each other.
The general consensus on Quackity and Wilbur is that whatever’s going on it’s definitely fruity.
Eret and Quackity pretended to date each other as an elaborate April Fools prank last year, complete with a full week of buildup culminating in a massive scripted breakup in front of the entire theatre on April Fools day. This has since turned around on them, as to this day they get asked if they’re still together.
Schlatt and Quackity for real dated during the summer between sophomore and junior year. Nobody heard from Quackity most of that summer, and he’s never spoke of it since. He’s avoided Schlatt to the best of his abilities ever since.
Tubbo knows what happened. Tubbo knows everything that has happened to everyone.
Wilbur also knows. His knowledge is more assumption-based and not as complete as Tubbo’s but he does know.
(This is basically just the Manberg cabinet arc minus the politics and Schlatt dying.)
I will definitely do more for Quackity but this is really long already and I’ve got other ideas to put down, so enjoy this for now!
#sorry for making Schlatt into a villain at the end#I have no opinion of him and I am nothing if not a man who projects so I have to work in some angst somewhere#also new Tubbo lore just unlocked (AKA I just made it up right now)#hst!quackity#hst!wilbur#hst!schlatt#hst!eret#hst!karlnapity#hst!tnt duo#tw implied abuse#hstau
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you might have answered this but what is the nature of the relationship between punznap in the centaur au? is it romantic or platonic or some mix of the two?
It's romantic, but can be seen as a mix of the two! I think I've mentioned it before but the centaur au, and honestly most of my aus, is a huge poly soup.
Most of the creatures in the au are not monogamous like most humans tend to be. Centaurs will usually have between 1-3 romantic partners, mostly since they come as a package deal with their life partners, and demons like to form tight loyal packs of romantic and intimate partners. So Punz and Sapnap are most definitely more than platonically involved!
Their relationship is a bit confusing for both of them when it moves into a more intimate and romantic direction because they don't really talk about it or make it official. Since they share an empathic bond they do know they pretty much feel the same about each other, but the reason they keep dancing around it is Karl.
Punz has no clue how demon relationships work but he's fully aware Sapnap has a boyfriend that he's desperately searching for. While Punz also has a partner that he's separated from, he's convinced himself he won't see Foolish again, meaning the other centaur isn't an obstacle to Punz and Sapnap's budding relationship. Karl is tho, because Punz doesn't know if Sapnap will lose interest in him when or if he finds him.
He eventually grows frustrated enough not knowing where they stand, having been in a similar situation with Foolish before he was taken, and just asks Sapnap what they got going on. Sapnap is then quick to assure him that their relationship won't change at all when Karl rejoins the picture, officially confirming he and Punz and in fact romantic partners too.
And to clear up the other relationships in the au! Punz is of course also romantically involved with Foolish, and eventually casually with Dream. Sapnap is deeply in love with Karl and casually dating George and Dream, mostly because I like to make George aro leaning and Avians (Dream) tend to have many casual partners instead of strictly settling down with just a few. Foolish and Karl also become romantically involved as they travel together, and poor Sam pretty much has big fat crushes on Dream, Punz, and Foolish that he doesn't know what to do with.
#thanks for the ask 💖!#punznap#mentioned funz#mentioned drunz#implied dnn#mentioned koolish#mentioned karlnap#Sam is just a silly bean in this au#since he used to be a human he has a hard time accepting his attraction towards more “beast” like creatures#poor guy is just a closeted monsterfucker 😔#pom talks#centaur au
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no im not ignoring my wips to work on a coffee shop au oneshot shut the fuck up get out of my house
#bee buzzes#karlnapity#its gonna be called One Macchiat-Oh#(the oh is implied to be italicized)#dont even look at me
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