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kangnina · 2 days

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hiiia I was wanted ur Ranking on enha on level of unprovoked horniness and whose most likely to act on their horniness idk why I thought of this but- yeah! (also how r u)

I’m super!! Thanks for asking! I hope you are doing well– that everything is flowing smoothly for you and that you’re enjoying your week so far.

I also hope you enjoy my ramblings. It's hard to decide who I think is the most likely to act up unprovoked but here we gooooo…..

Jake: The man is a Scorpio (so am I– we’re passionate lovers, I don’t make the rules, okay?!). He will get turned on by the simplest things either because he loves the person doing the action or the action a person is doing is a trigger for his arousal. You take such good care of him and everything in the little world the two of you have created. You’re washing the dishes and he’s just watching you, your hands are covered in suds as you take great care to make sure that each item is absolutely spotless. Harmless domestic chore, right? Jake is bricked up just thinking about how diligent you are even when it comes to sex. His cock needs that kind of attention. NOW. Before you know it, you’re being railed on the kitchen floor.

Heeseung: I think he’ll try to hold back a little. But if you notice he’s horny and play into it– You’re gonna get it. You lick your finger to turn the page of a book. It’s a habit you’ve never really even thought about until he noticed it. Why is that so hot? The way you swipe your index finger down your slightly extended tongue just makes his cock twitch. He moves closer to you on the couch. Out of the corner of your eyes, you see that mischievous grin he does when he’s being a shameless flirt. But he doesn’t say a word. It’s when you see his mouth twitch as you lick your finger– that’s your revelation. So you have to tease him, right?! Sucking on your finger as you pretend to continue reading. You let out a soft moan and BAM he’s launched your book across the room. Lips on lips. Eager and messy. It’s like he’s trying to eat your face, as he desperately humps your thigh.

Sunghoon: You’re arguing with him about something totally stupid. But he’s already stopped trying to be sincerely logical to win the debate. He just wants to frustrate you a little bit more so he can fuck you. The thing is you’re never big mad at him. Just annoyed with him. He doesn’t ever want to really hurt your feelings or make you truly upset. BUT the sex hits differently when you can’t stand him for a little bit and then you two “make up.” He closes the gap between you as you’re still yapping away. He touches your face and kisses you to shut you up. He picks you up and puts your back against the wall. Between kisses, he’s telling you that you’re 100% right and he’s never thought about it that way.

Jay: He loves your big brain. He’s trying to work out a situation in his head and he’s running into a wall. You offer assistance. So he runs through the scenarios and you immediately rattle off practical suggestions, with pros and cons. Listening to your thoughtful considerations makes his heart flutter and that makes him want to show you his appreciation for you– with his cock. Once the problem is solved, he pulls you into his arms and kisses you. He thanks you for being so helpful, showering you with compliments and praise as he slowly peels off your clothes.

Jungwon: When you’re a little mean to him– in a playful way. On a road trip with Wonie. You made him pullover so you could run through a field of wildflowers. He finds it so cute. He wants to take pictures. But you refuse by running off when he points his phone at you. He’s chasing you through the field. When he tackles you, you surprisingly gain the upperhand. You take off running back to the car and lock him out. Once you’ve gotten him to aegyo his way into convincing you to let him in, he unleashes on you– in the best way. Car slightly rocking. Windows fogging. At least you’re in the middle of nowhere when he makes you howl.

Sunoo: I put him last because despite being a sassy cutie, I think he would get a little shy to act on his unprovoked horniness unless you’re alone together and you really push him into it. He’s trying to figure out what he wants to wear for date night. You’re helping him pick out dress shirts. Your hands graze his neck, you run a hand over his chest, trying to smooth out a wrinkle. All of your tiny, harmless touches are making him a little antsy. He is trying to focus on getting ready because he knows you’ll be late if he doesn’t make up his mind soon. But you notice his slight erection in his dress pants as he assesses himself in the mirror one last time. You don’t say anything about it as announces that he’s ready. When you bend over to strap on your heels, and he takes in the full picture of how hot you look, the internal struggle is real as his erection grows. He offers to help by sitting you on the edge of bed and kneeling at your feet. You lift your legs and put them over his shoulders. Instinctively, he’s kissing your leg… Guess you’ll have to be late for dinner tonight.

…I forgot why I’m here….

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whatdoeseverybodywant · 3 days

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Rebuild & Restore - Chapter 3

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Melvania furrowed her eyebrows as there was a knock on her front door. She looked at the clock that hung on the wall just above the entryway to her kitchen and set her coffee mug down on the counter as she saw it was just after 7 am.

“Josh?” She asked her baby brother as she opened the door, shocked to see him at her house so early. “What are you doing here?”

“We need to talk.” He said gruffly. “Can I come in?” Mel nodded and opened the door wider for him to enter her home.

“Is everything okay?” She asked as she followed him into the living room and sat down on the couch across from the chair he had sat in.

“No, not really. It’s about yesterday. With Kiyana.” Mel scoffed and rolled her eyes.

“I should have known.” She muttered, sitting back and folding her arms. “Lemme guess, princess couldn’t handle hearing the truth so she sent you here to set me straight?” She scoffed again. “She is a whore and I'm not apologizing for saying it Joshua.”

“That’s the mother of my kids Mel, whether you like it or not, you will not say no shit like that again while my kids are around.Yes, Kiyana fucked Joe.” Josh paused and clenched his fist together, he was still having a hard time dealing with that. “But I had an affair first, aight. I fucked up my marriage not Kiyana.” Mel rolled her eyes at his little speech.

“To be completely honest baby bro, I could care less. She hurt you and that’s all I care about.”

“You don’t have to like her, I mean you never did. But what you will do is respect the mother of your nephews.” Josh said as he stood up from her couch and walked out of his sister's house without saying another word to her.

Next stop, Kiyana’s house..

“Boys!” Kiyana yelled from the bottom of the steps. “What's taking so long!” She rolled her eyes as all she got back were giggles in response. She playfully glared over at Kairo when he started to giggle in his pack’n’play. “And what so funny?” She teased picking him up just as there was a knock on her front door.

“Dada!” Kairo squealed, reaching his arms out for Joshua as Kiyana opened the door.

“What are you doing here?” He handed her the flowers in his hand and took Kairo from here. “Who are these for?” She rolled her eyes at the look he gave her.

“Who else would they be for? Open it.” She eyed the box warily and opened it, shocked to see it was red roses with the letter K in white roses. “You like it?”

Kiyana nodded, “Yes, thank you.”

“You welcome ba-” He paused and stopped himself. “You’re welcome Kiyana. I’m sorry for letting Mel run her mouth yesterday and not stopping her.” Kiyana said nothing and set the flowers down on the console table.

“What are you doing here?” She asked again and Josh sighed.

“I wanted to take my family to breakfast.” Kiyana nodded and bit her lip.

“Ok, The boys are already dressed. We were going out with my mom, but I guess they can go with you.” She walked into the living room and Josh followed her, shutting the front door behind him.

“No, Key. Not just me and the boys, you too.” Kiyana arched an eyebrow and shook her head.

“No, that’s not a good idea. We’re div-”

“Divorced, I know.” He cut her off. “You don’t gotta say that shit every time we see each other.”

“We’re not family anymore Joshua. You and your family made that perfectly clear yesterday.” Josh set Kairo down in his pack n play and walked closer to Kiyana, who stepped back.

“I’m sorry Key. I was in my feelings yesterday and I apologize. So please, can we take our sons to breakfast?”

To Samara 👯‍♀️: Need to get this nigga head checked out… From Samara 👯‍♀️: Who? Lol what happened To Samara 👯‍♀️: Joshua, he showed up this morning w/ flowers and apologizing for Mel. From Samara 👯‍♀️: …. Girl To Samara 👯‍♀️: And now we’re at breakfast bc he wanted to take his ‘family’ out. To Samara 👯‍♀️: Oh and he played our song on the way to breakfast and kept looking at me out the corner of his eyes From Samara 👯‍♀️: not beauty by dru hill, lmao too little to late josh smh

“Who you texting?” Josh asked and Kiyana furrowed her eyebrows.

“Samara.” He nodded, surprised that she actually answered him. He took a sip of his orange juice and watched as she cut up Kaiden’s waffle for him.

“Joe’s back in Pensacola.” He blurted out and Kiyana paused her cutting and looked up at him.

“Okay..” She trailed off with a shrug. “Why are you telling me.?” Why in the hell is he bringing up Joe? She thought and then swallowed hard as she remembered the text message she received last night.

“Cause we had a deal, Kiyana.” Kiyana tilted her head at Josh. She then looked at he kids and noticed that they were busy on their I-PADS (yes, they’re I-PAD kids… don’t judge her)

“Josh, we're divorced. I can talk to whoever I want to.” Josh scoffed and shook his head,

“I don’t want him around my sons, Kiyana.” She sighed and rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on.

“I do not and will not talk to him. Joshua. Me and Joe have nothing to talk about, okay?” She said, just to get him to shut the hell up. Pleased with her answer, Josh let out a sigh of relief and sent a smile her way.

“Thank you” Kiyana didn’t say anything back to him, she just sighed and looked out the window, wishing she was anywhere but at that diner.

A.N/ Kiyana will forever love Joshua, he was her first everything. She did file for divorce first but no matter what she will always be inlove with him.

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mewsmagic · 2 days

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I DID NOT EXPECT TO DO ANOTHER ANALYSIS THOUGHTS WHATEVER POST BUT ARLECCHINO IS JUST TOO MUCH FOR MY NEURODIVERGENT BRAIN AND I NEED TO TALK ABT IT SO HERE WE GO AGAIN

Spoiler warning for Arlecchino’s character teaser!!!

If you haven’t yet, watch it here!!

Look look. I really did not expect Arlecchino to be comprehensive, understanding or merciful (of her children) since in the Fontaine trailer she was critical of Lyney and Lynette and we did have other harbingers calling her a wolf in sheep’s clothing and things like that

Oh fuck I screenshotted this at the wrong time LOLL anyway

BUT THEN SHE WAS SO KIND WITH THIS GIRL 😭😭

Despite telling her that she told her recklessness would lead to failure, she was not mad at her AT ALL – and I mean, completely fair, girl was literally on her deathbed – and instead decided to deal with the problem herself 😭😭😭😭😩😩😩🤯🤯🤯🤡🤡🤡 I WAS NOT EXPECTING THIS FROM A SUPPOSEDLY “STRICT AND UNFEELING FATHER”

Also, this isn’t my main point but the way she showed up like fricking bogeyman and crushed the nasty man’s skull with her HEEL was insane (positively) for me

Anyway LOL then she went, killed him, exposed his crimes and robbed all his money SO SHE COULD ADOPT MORE HOMELESS CHILDREN LIKE PLEASE THIS IS EXTREMELY CHAD AND BASED OF HER

Not only that, but she went back to her child and saw her off herself 😭😭😭😭 this shot of her closing her eyes, gosh this made me really emotional, especially considering what comes next

She did mourn her death!!!! Not only that but she called her “her child”!!!!! Although she appears inexpressive, it must’ve been so hard to see the children you raised part like that.

And considering we’re talking about a whole orphanage, this is definitely not her first time, and won’t be her last either, it must be so hard to be the director of the House :(

Now, I gotta say I like her character even more after all this 😭😭😭😭

I am all for villains who are actually evil and nasty flawed people and I do like characters like that as well, but I feel like in Alrecchino’s case, it was kinda necessary for her to have a softer side?

I mean, again, we’re talking about an orphanage here. Her underlings are literally her own children, children like her who were abandoned at a young age, had nowhere to go and no one to take care of them. Not only that, but she has to train them to become underground agents and deal with dangerous situations at a young age. To become criminals even.

And this is all without even mentioning that she had to deal with generational trauma too. It’s a tendency for this type of children to become the opposite of their parents, and try to do better than them even if they do still have their own flaws. And I think this is shown wonderfully in Arlecchino.

She tries to put a front of a cold and strict father, but on the inside, she’s not as ruthless as she makes herself out to be. Even to the Traveler, who has been an “enemy” of the Fatui in various situations, she did not care about it and instead judged them to be a valuable ally (AND SHE WAS NOT WRONG!!!!)

It's really no wonder Lyney admires her and wants to be like her. Tbh I would feel the same way if I were in his shoes LOL Lynette and Freminet seem to respect her a lot as well, from what I've seen in the Archon quests and the story quests I mean.

I did not read all of the Hearth siblings lore however, so I may be missing some information about how she raised them, and there’s still the story quest and the Boss fight that still wasn’t released and I don’t look at this type of leaks LOL but still, you got my point!

Another point I wanna mention is that this front of cold, unfeeling and harsh could be considered her flaw, even if it’s just a mask.

I mean, it is considered a toxic trait to pretend to be something you’re not. It could be people pleasing (no shame btw I am one myself), could be narcissistic traits like the previous Knave showed, and it could be pretending to be tougher than you really are, like in Arlecchino’s case.

In this case, she’s not only neglecting her own feelings and not letting them out (i.e.: not crying for her child’s death for example), but it can give the wrong impression to her children as well.

It gives the impression that she doesn’t care about them, especially at a young age, and especially considering they’re homeless children who have already been abandoned by their biological parents, and by the world itself.

According to studies on psychology, this situation makes children even more vulnerable to insecurity, low self-esteem, and gives them even more need for emotional connection and reassurance, which Arlecchino doesn't give them bc she's cold.

So yeah, Arlecchino IS still flawed and questionable in her own way, the children do feel the effect of this and her “good side” was necessary for her position and done wonderfully in my opinion.

Personally, I LOVE it when villains/anti-heroes are unhinged at the right people/moments but at the same time still have their kind side and their own issues. I mean, questionable people in real life do also have their good side, and this is exactly what makes them fucking nasty when they're nasty.

But I'll definitely talk more about this whenever I do make a post about Firefly from Star Rail! Gosh I have so much to say about her, just wait for me guys!!!

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KAVEH

"how do you become accidentally married?" …part 2.

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DENDRO MASTERLIST | DRABBLE MASTERLIST

Drabble prompt: page 1: #8 = "how do you become accidentally married?"

Warnings? Mentions of alcohol in general and of what could be blood (but it's actually red wine). Pet names mentioned (Honey, my Love).

Contains a mention of Alhaitham, slight mention of Nahida, and Kaveh of course!

1k words.

Here’s a part 2 no one asked for! @groovyparadisestarlight and @udretlnea sort of did

i wonder if this one will blow up like the first part…

‘Because he cannot remember what happened the night before.’

These are the events that lead up to the day after.

In a far corner of Lambard's Tavern sat you with a cup of the Taverns, in the words of Kaveh, “best wine one has ever tasted.” You were waiting for him to show up after a meeting with a surprisingly easy client. You would buy his drinks for him today as a treat for his good mood. As you don’t want to burden him any further than he already could be.

After you had finished a quarter of your first glass — as you didn’t want too drink to much before the occasion had even begun — Kaveh came bursting in, luckily it wasn’t so crowded just yet. So he didn’t disturb many people with his sudden appearance. Many.

He looked around the main room before spotting you and quickly making his way over, “(Y/N)! Great! You’re here!” He smiled as he sat opposite you. After he gave you a kiss on the cheek though. It was always a sweet gesture from him to you.

And him to you, only.

Anyway.

“So how was the meeting with the client?” You asked as you rested your chin on the back of your hand, gazing across the table at him. The question only made him more… happier than he was a literal second ago.

“Oh, right! Well, the client loved what I had in mind! He said that what I had thought and designed what exactly what he had in mind too! We saw eye to eye,” He exclaimed with a genuine grin before taking a quick sip of wine from the cup that you had poured for him, “and get this. He also said that he will help with most of the cost of it!! Can you believe it?!” He stood up with his hands on the table. You were genuinely happy for him, it’s the happiest you’ve seen him in a while.

“Wow! That’s great, Honey! And I am glad to see that smile of yours again.”

As the day went on, you ordered a few more drinks and a meal because why not? It’s a good occasion. More people came in and went. Locals and travellers. Speaking of travellers, a travelling bard from Mondstadt made a pit stop in Sumeru and tried playing their music, which was a hit. It was much different to what locals in Sumeru are accustomed to.

Faster pace, more upbeat, more… joyous. Lively. Something that was worth dancing to.

Evening came and the bard was back, they brought more people off the streets inside to dance. As that’s what a lot of people were doing already. Singing local songs and ones from other nations.

At this point, the two of you were a little drunk, ones with the vibes. It was the end of the week, so it was so worth it.

“Care to dance with me, m’dear?” Kaveh asked as he stood and offered a hand to you with a bow, the other behind his back. Looking into his eyes you would see the same kind, caring being he is, the only difference was that you saw more love and adoration in his eyes for you. You and only you.

“Of course, my Love!” You smiled as you held his hand and stood up.

The evening was… a bizarre blur. A lot of drinks, like different types of wine. Lots of singing with everyone in the tavern, and of course dancing. You vividly being on top of a table with Kaveh, and him spinning you around at some point. Though the owners didn’t do anything about it, I’m assuming that they didn’t mine it. Everyone had fun.

A little too much fun to be honest, to the point that The Corps of Thirty came in and closed down the tavern for the night as it was even quite loud and the sounds where quite brash on the main high street itself. Disrupting the peace.

But even after that, neither you or Kaveh wanted to go home. Even if it was best because of how drunk you two were.

But somehow, the pair of you traversed to the Sanctuary of Surasthana, and made it in one peace, where the Lesser Lord herself would be. During the nights, she would occasionally walk around the city to appreciate it in peace, and you so happened to come across her here.

Kaveh spoke to her and had the idea to ask her to officiate something and be the key witness for the occasion. And of course she agreed. Upon her asking what it was, Kaveh would say, in a heartbeat – yet drunkenly confident – “I want to marry this lovely being here” he pulled you closer, “(Y/N). (M/N). (L/N). The love of my life!”

She didn’t care what time it was, neither did you two.

The Lesser Lord herself, and the guards, served as your witnesses.

It wasn’t exactly how someone would want to be married, but to be married by a God herself? You better count that as a blessing for a bright future.

But the Goddess didn’t want something happening to the newly weds as you made you ways back down from the Sanctuary. So she escorted you both herself back home.

She granted you the sweetest of dreams for that night, and she knew that neither of you would regret the decision. Even she knew how close you two were.

It was about 2am when you got back to Kaveh’s shared house with Alhaitham. And surprisingly, you didn’t wake him up. Even if he sleeps like dead weight.

You stumbled onto the bed first, then did Kaveh. No type of intimacy was shared, apart from some loving words and light kisses. All before you both passed out asleep.

Let’s forget the red wine stains and glasses in the living room for now.

Just how will you explain this to Alhaitham later on?

So this is how you become accidentally married.

I ran out of steam towards the end. Sorry.

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i dont know if you would do astrology placements or zodiac signs but in any case i will ask and if not ignore this ask, what zodiac signs placements would bts fs have?

thanks a lot in advance!

this ask is actually very interesting!! i will try to give it a go ,, thank you for sending in the ask

way of doing the reading: I will do the reading based on tarot, not by analysing the birth charts. someone who has passion for astrology could be better at this than me, I do this for fun, not as a certain statement. the question I will ask is, “what astrological placement of (blank)’s future spouse show through the most? “. If someone is really good in astrology feel free to correct me if I say anything that could be incorrect.

Jin - Capricorn! The energy surrounding his FS is very loving, caring kind and supportive. Filled with warmth, but the first colour that comes through when thinking about this person is pastel green so that could be their main aura colour. Which would explain the compassionate, forgiving and healing energy that surrounds them. An extremely selfless person. Since their guides are leading me to focus on how his FS treats others I assume the Capricorn placement lays in their 3rd or 11th house. Mercury, Venus or Mars are also options here. I am not quite sure but my best guess is that they have multiple Capricorn placements and it shows through most in Mercury due to communication and in Mars due to action. [ queen of pentacles ]

Yoongi - Sagittarius! Now, his FS is the kind of person that burdens themselves with the problems of others. Making things harder for themselves, just so they can help others have a brighter future. They do also believe that because of this, sooner or later they will be rewarded in life even if they can’t immediately see this. Meaning, potentially believing in good karma. Their energy is rather sad and burdened, so this is a kind of person that works hard and swallows their problems for a better future, because they believe it’s the best. A person that is very hard on themselves, believes they should endure hardships rather than reach out. They can handle themselves though, they don’t enjoy being pitied. There’s just this potential of being too giving to the point they hurt themselves mentally. So because of this I believe that their placement is either in 11th or 12th house, although the later is more likely. Possibly in Mercury, but not necessarily. [ ten of wands ]

Hobi - Taurus and Capricorn! Now, I would like to point out that the card that fell out for Hoseok is associated with these two zodiac signs, to the best of my knowledge. I do think his future spouse is someone that is very unique, extraordinary if you will. I do not mean they are edgy, quirky or anything of the sort but rather they are unapologetically themselves without the desire for approval from anyone. They don’t copy anyone to be seen different by other people, rather they just allow themselves to be who they are. Due to this they will know exactly how to love him the way he is and in what way to respond to his different moods without making anything heavy or awkward. I truly do think they are soulmates as his future spouse has a very unapologetic way of loving him as well. Meaning they do it with their full heart, not caring about the opinion of other people and just doing what is best for the both of them. They know how to take care of him and they know he got their back as well. They could also be very successful in their field regardless of what their job is, so they are a hard worker who knows what they are doing. My best guess is Taurus in Venus and Capricorn somewhere in 8th house. [ king of pentacles ]

For those who are curious I asked whether he is polygamous or not and the six of cups fell out. I will not be assuming about his romantic life or preferences, however if you wish to you can form your own opinion on it.

Namjoon - Libra! I actually shuffled twice for this due to being unsure, and both times a Libra card fell out so I would say that’s a pretty strong confirmation. Now, his person is a very strong minded, honest and just person who always does their best to be level headed and fair in situations. A good human to the core, is what they aim to be. They have a really strong sense of personal morals and discipline that they make sure to follow even on their hardest days. A very self righteous person who just aims to better this world. Though, they are also very playful and can be emotional if things go differently from what they expected, where Namjoon comes into play and helps ground them. It’s a very interesting dynamic, they lack where the other excels at which just causes them to have more love for one another and want to help each other out in hard times. Also, the attraction between them is strong, Beyonce’s Dejavu is coming through strong as a sign so I thought it’s important to mention. This could be either in their Sun or Mars sign, but that’s just my guess. [ queen of swords]

Jimin - Scorpio! Now, I know that a lot of people think that Scorpio as a sign is a very mean and bad one to have anywhere in your placement but that is certainly not true. A lot of Scorpio people are very tender hearted and just want what is best for people, which his FS’ is not an expectation from. This person has a very good heart but could be misunderstood due to their looks as they could have sharper features or possibly a colder appearance. It’s the kind of scenario where you shouldn’t judge a book by it’s cover, you know? ‘Looks like they could kill you, but is a cinnamon roll.’ No, but seriously. This person is a really gentle person and desires the world to be a better place, possibly could often cry over world events that do not affect them, not because they are sensitive but due to having so much empathy within their heart. Due to this being the person they are to their core I do think this is either their sun sign or 12th house energy. [ death ]

Taehyung - Pisces! Now, I would love to point out that his FS spouse is extremely loving and most important of all mature. They will have a family together for sure and this person is very much aware of to take care of everyone in the way they need it yet they still feel like they aren’t lacking in anything at all, rather even grateful for the things that they have. Also, their loyalty is very much so highlighted and this pure, raw and genuine love they have for Taehyung. I am not saying he would, but even if he were to hurt them they would forgive him without having any kind of hatred in their heart. The best way I can describe them is ‘saint��. The kind of person to not judge, let alone hold a grudge towards their loved ones or anybody else. They were put on this earth because they are made to love wholeheartedly, really. My best guess is their placement being in 7th or 4th house looking at the fact that family and a stable home is very important to them.

Jungkook - Leo! Their person has a very fiery energy, I think the tower at the bottom of the desk proves this as its related to Aries. This person is very calm, collected, rational, intelligent and friendly, but, they are not going to shy away from a fight if they need to be involved in one. Especially if it’s about their loved ones. Of course, they will stand up for themselves too, but if a person they love or adore is being hurt or disrespected the person provoking them better prepare for what’s coming next. They can use both their words and their fist, whatever is necessary tbh. I do not think they look for fights on purpose though, it’s just that they have quite a strong personality and their own way of dealing with things. They don’t mean harm. As previously said, they are quite friendly and laid back. Really playful as well. Could at times playfully bicker with Jungkook, which he would actually like, it could bring out his competitive side a little bit. Aiming to “win”, I do think it’s something he likes about them. This could sit in either their 11th or 10th house although I think 10th is more likely. Possibly their moon as well.

that’s all! remember that this is for fun, don’t take it to heart. after all I do not know any of these people personally,, regardless I do hope it was a fun read!!

– Candy

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Over the 7 Seas

Ch. 27

Charles Leclerc x Reader

Charles is having a couple of drinks on a night out with his crew after a successful practice. Carlos is clapping him on the back and poking fun at him (as usual), bringing up the challenge the two drivers had done earlier in the evening, where Carlos had won. Beer is being passed around and glasses are clinking. There’s an air of freedom and joy being shared with the Scuderia Ferrari family.

“So, Charles, tell me, man, how’s it going with that new chick?”, asks Carlos, very much out of the blue.

Caught off-guard and choking on his drink, Charles sputters. “Fine! Stop prying into my life guys. And she’s my girlfriend, not ‘a chick’!”

This makes Carlos raise an eyebrow. “Wow. You must be very serious about her to come to her defense like that…”

“I am”

“Well, that’s great! She just passed my test. Anyway. Rebecca has been planning a girls' night out with a few of the other driver’s women. Care to ask Y/n if she’d like to join?”

Just as Charles is about to answer, he feels his phone buzz. Well, that’s got to be you because he switched off all notifications from everyone except you and his family– the latter hardly texting him on Friday nights.

Charles, I know you’re out with friends, and I really didn’t want to bother you.

But what am I supposed to wear to the dinner tomorrow?

Maybe I’m not ready to meet your family. Is it too late to back out? God, I think I might throw up, I’m so nervous.

Charles excuses himself from the table, signaling that he’ll be outside taking a call.

Your phone rings on the kitchen counter while you pace anxiously. “Chéri—”

“Charles, I’m so sorry for interrupting your night out… I’m just– Really, really freaking out. I mean, this is your mother we’re talking about. She might already hate me, what if I show up in something that makes her hate me even more?”

“Sweetheart, calm down. I’ve already told you that my mother is the one who is excited to meet you. And just wear something casual, dinner should be a comfortable matter.”

“Okay”, you exhale, trying to slow your heart. “Alright, casual. But what kind of– You know what? What if I send you some pictures of options and you tell me which is the best to wear tomorrow?”

You hear him chuckle over the phone. “Stop laughing at me! This is serious!”

“Yes, of course, Chéri. No, I don’t mind you sending me pictures.”

He hears a rustling from your line. You must be going through your closet right now.

“Love, do you mind if I go back to hanging out with my boys now? I’ll cut the call.”

“Oh! Oh, of course! I’m so sorry. Yeah, go have fun, and pretend I didn’t even call and interrupt. Sorry. Bye!”

…

Carlos keeps an eye on Charles from inside the tiny bar Ferrari has rented. He seemed to be listening to the person on the other side of the call, smiling and laughing. Ah, he must be on call with his new girlfriend.

Carlos hadn’t ever seen Charles this affected by a girl, and none of his past girlfriends ever made him smile so much. He looked… Happy. Happy with you, about you, around you. Just Happy. Carlos smiled at the thought. Lord knows that Charles deserved some real happiness after all the fronts he’d had to put up. His heart warmed. Yeah, you would be a great addition to this tight-knit family of drivers.

…

On Saturday, you end up wearing a pair of jeans and a sleeveless, flowy, cotton top. Charles picks you up in his Ferrari (because he doesn’t have any normal cars, duh) and you make your way to his childhood home.

Stepping out and grabbing the door for you, you exit the car and take a few deep breaths, the nervousness kicking in once again. You feel him reach for your hand, thumb rubbing the skin of your knuckles soothingly, and lifting it to press a kiss to them. “Let’s go Chéri.”

Nodding, you follow him into his first home.

“Maman! I’m here!”

“Ahhh, which one are you again?”, a playful response comes.

“The middle child, Maman…”

You hear laughter coming from a different room. Then footsteps to the room you and Charles are in. A petite lady walks into the room and rushes to Charles and presses kisses to his cheeks, and he returns them in kind.

“I missed you, my boy. How have you been? And where is the girl? I told you to bring her today, no?”

“Missed you too Maman, and I’ve been great. Here”, Charles brings you forward by the grip of your hand. “My girlfriend, Y/n.”

Mme. Leclerc regards you carefully for a minute, and you feel as though you are a bug that’s been placed under a microscope, feeling her eyes scrutinize you head-to-toe.

Then she leans forward and you exchange greeting kisses. “Bonjour Mme (Madame) Leclerc. I’m so honored to meet you”, you say, praying that your voice doesn’t tremble.

She cuts you off shortly and gives you a tight hug. “I am so glad to finally meet the young woman who has managed to completely enamor my boy”, she says and immediately, you feel a weight lift from your chest. She doesn’t hate you.

“I must say, you are quite a beauty, Perceval here did not do any justice to your appearance when he ranted to me about you for two hours earlier this week.”

Flushing, you turn to glare at Charles, who doesn’t meet your gaze because he’s busy glaring at his own mother. When he turns to you his eyes widen in fright. We will talk about this later, your eyes seem to tell him.

“Well child, come join the rest of us in the dining room, why don’t you? And please, call me Pascale.”

Grinning at your boyfriend, whose expression softens at the mention of the rest of his family, you follow him to the dining room.

#f1 #formula 1 #f1 x reader #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc #fluff #smut

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Jess Piper at The View from Rural Missouri by Jess Piper:

“You don’t like it? Move.” This sort of advice is often given to me in online spaces when I say something truthful about Missouri that irritates folks on the right. When I talk about abortion bans, I should move to California. When I talk about funding schools, I should move to New York. When I speak out against harmful policies, I’m just an out of place, out of touch, liberal. I’ve been told to move to California or New York many times, and while I have visited both states, and appreciate the CA beaches and the NY atmosphere, I wouldn’t move to either state for two very important reasons: 1) This is where my children and grandchildren live. 2) This is my state too. Here’s something that may interest you; I hear the same rhetoric, although presented in a much more caring way, from progressives in states with better representation. My blue state friends have given me the “just move” advice on several occasions. They fear that I am in danger or that specific policies will hurt my family. They are justified in thinking I should move, but what they don’t realize is that moving will eventually harm them. If all of the like-minded congregate in progressive states, we will all eventually be overwhelmed by the regressive states.

If we don’t contest and protest in every GOP-dominated state, the bad policies will leach into all the states.

I will preface this essay by saying that I understand that not all folks have the privilege I have to stay and fight. Those with trans children, those impacted by our state healthcare failings and childcare issues, those dealing with things I can’t even begin to understand have every reason to flee states like Missouri. I make absolutely no judgment on those who choose to leave. I am in solidarity with them. [...]

Progressives fighting back in regressive states are fighting for all of us. They represent the tipping point for the nation. They contest seats, they protest human rights violations, and they show up to keep the red from leaching into the blue. The real fight for democracy is at the state level. Activists in GOP-dominated states can’t just move…there is nowhere to go. If we can’t stop the slow churn toward fascism in our states, there is little hope we can stop it nationwide. So, we stay. We stand up and talk back. We link arms and fight the local corrupt policies to stop national corrupt policies. Just move? No. I can’t. I won’t. This is my state too.

Jess Piper nails it on the dismissive "You don’t like it? Move" retort used to silence critics of bad polices of a particular state (in Piper's case, Missouri).

#Jess Piper #Missouri #Substack #Politics

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The Interview - Chapter 19

The Interview - A Captain America Fanfic

Masterlist PREVIOUS //

Rating: E

Warnings: smut (M/F, vaginal sex)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC Melody Danes

Word Count: 2873

Summary: Melody Danes gets the break of a lifetime when as a lowly intern, she’s assigned to write a profile piece on Captain America. Steve Rogers is a hard man not to fall for and as she and Melody get closer and Melody’s career takes off, jealousy leads to sabotage, and the potential to bring her whole world crashing down.

Chapter 19

There were two months of what Melody could only describe as pure bliss. Work was exciting and fulfilling. She was loving her home life. She was getting more time to have a life outside of paying bills and was making time for hanging out with friends and starting new hobbies. She’d been going out on group dates with her, Steve, Bucky, Bobbi, Matthew, and Sam. They were quickly becoming a new family group and she hoped they all worked out because she’d hate to lose those dinners. Best of all, things between her and Steve were calm and it felt like they’d reached some new milestone in the relationship that she couldn’t quite name. It was more domestic and yet felt deeper. They had started to talk about their futures more. It wasn't intentional sit-down and talks about getting married and having kids and what religion they planned to raise them. It was more that they casually dropped those things into other conversations like they were inevitable. Steve had mentioned wanting to take her to Europe sometime. She had said something about what they’d kids would look like. They’d both casually mentioned parts of town they’d like to move to together.

Melody had never felt so on the same page as someone before. Every relationship she’d had up until Steve, she’d felt the ticking clock counting down to the end of the relationship. She did not doubt that Steve was for keeps and she’d debate whether or not to take him home to meet her parents.

It was a tricky situation. Her relationship with her parents had been strained since she and Bobbi came out. They still talked but it was much more shallow than it used to be. They never asked if she was seeing anyone and conversations about Bobbi were usually fairly shallow.

“I love that you are mad at them on my behalf,” Bobbi said when Melody brought the topic up with her. “But if you want to take Steve back to meet your parents, you should do it. You know they love you, and I even know they still care about me. But they’re just having trouble coming to terms with the fact that we’re not who they thought we were. I plan to take Bucky back home, at the very least to meet Stella, Isla, and Ro. Hopefully, my Mom and Dad will want to meet him too. I live in hope.”

“Yeah, but I thought they were people that they showed they weren't too,” Melody said. “Why do I have to be the bigger person? It’s their job to accept me how I am. Not the other way around.”

“Think about this then,” she said. “What if you and Steve end up getting married? Would you want that to happen without them there?”

She huffed and nodded. “No. I guess I’d want them to be there.”

“So do the trip. Let Steve meet them,” she said. “You don’t have to go easy on them about the stuff you’re mad about. You can make sure they know that you’re bi and I’m trans and they need to get used to it. But you aren’t going to mend any fences here ignoring them,” she said. “Besides, if anyone could get through to them, it’s Captain freaking America.”

It had left Melody with a lot to think about and she’d decided that maybe before taking Steve home they needed a deep conversation about what they wanted in their lives.

She had met Steve for lunch at the diner they’d met for their first interview, though this time she was dressed far more casually than she had been back then. He’d gotten there before her and when she’d come in and she’d caught his eye, his whole face lit up. Melody wondered if he’d always look at her like that. It made her feel like the most important person on the planet.

He stood before she got to the table and kissed her cheek, his hand running down her arm into her hand. “You look beautiful,” he said.

She chuckled. “I’m in shorts and a T-shirt. You’re just a flatterer.”

“Or maybe you’re always beautiful,” he said playfully.

She laughed, taking his hand and kissing his palm. “You are so smooth.”

“That’s what everyone always says about me,” Steve joked, running his hand along her jaw.

Melody picked up the menu and began to browse it. “You know what I’m going to have today?” Steve asked.

She looked up at him over the menu. “Pancakes?” she said hopefully.

“Well, no,” he said. “I want to get a Reuben. But - I will get it with a bowl of soup and a slice of pie à la mode.”

“Look at you,” Melody said. “Sugar at lunchtime.”

“I know,” he said. “I’ll be all hyped up and then crash and need a long nap.”

Melody broke down into silent giggles, her shoulders shaking. “What an easy job you must have to be able to take naps in the afternoon.”

“Oh yeah,” Steve said. “Piece of cake. Anyone could do it.”

Melody hid her face as she broke down into laughter. Her leg bumped against his under the table. He put his hand on hers and squeezed it. “Do you know what you’re having?” he asked.

“I think I might go with the wild mushroom potato pancakes,” she said.

He smiled at her. “Well at least one of us is getting the pancakes, even if they’re potato ones.”

“That’s what I thought,” Melody said.

Steve’s eyes flicked over the menu as they waited for the waitress to come over. After they’d ordered and she took the menu away, he turned his full attention to her. “I was considering that Thanksgiving lunch. I think more out of novelty than anything. Where else can you get whole turkey legs like that?”

“The only things I can think of are Disney and Universal Studios,” Melody said.

Steve looked startled at her answer. “Really?”

“Yeah, they sell huge drumsticks so you can feel like a caveman,” she answered and mimed taking a bite of one.

He laughed. “Is it weird that I’m more tempted to go to a theme park because of that than I would have been otherwise?”

“Well yes, because you don’t like eating in front of strangers,” she said.

Steve laughed hard, his hand going to his chest. “That’s true. Maybe all I needed was the ability to eat turkey legs like a caveman.”

Warmth bloomed in Melody’s chest and she linked her fingers with his under the table. She wished they were sitting on the same side of the booth because she wanted to snuggle right into his side. Seeing Steve as relaxed and happy as this felt like a blessing reserved just for her.

“Speaking of Thanksgiving,” she said. “Did you have plans?”

“Not really,” he said. “I sometimes go down and spend it with Sam and his sister. Sometimes the team spends it together. A lot of us don’t have families, so it just depends on if anyone else takes pity on us. Though I was hoping I’d spend it with you this year.”

She wrinkled her nose at him playfully. “Really? I was hoping that too.”

“I figured that’s why you asked. Would it be with Bobbi too?” he asked. “You, me, Bucky, and Bobbi. That could be fun.”

“No Sam and Matt?” she asked.

“Well, Sam will be going to his sister,” Steve said. “But don’t tell Matthew, I think Sam wants to take him home to meet her.”

“Oh, I hope Mattie can do it,” she said. “He is so into Sam.”

“That feeling is very mutual,” Steve said.

She leaned over the table, taking Steve’s hands. “I’m so into you,” she said.

He smiled and leaned into her. “That feeling is mutual too,” he said, pecking her lips.

They were interrupted by the waitress with their coffees. They sat back in their seats and Steve thanked her as she filled their cups. She blushed a little and mumbled something about it being her pleasure before leaving them alone again.

“So was it with Bobbi?” he asked.

“Well…” she said. “Maybe. I just wanted to float the idea of taking you home to meet my parents.”

Steve blinked at her, the surprise written all over his features. “I thought you were estranged.”

“Well, yes. Kind of. We don’t talk a lot and when we do it’s very shallow,” she said. “But they are my family, and I think we’re serious. Right? We’re in this for the long term?”

Steve looked at her confused. “Yes. Of course. I didn’t even know that was a question.”

“I just want to make sure we’re on the same page, because going home is stressful. I want you to meet them if you want to meet them. But also to introduce them to the person I plan to spend the rest of my life with. So I just want to make sure that’s where you think we’re going too,” she explained. Steve opened his mouth to say something and she held up her hand to stop him. “I know you love me. And this isn’t about pressuring you. I don’t expect this conversation to end and for you to start looking for engagement rings. I just want to make sure that we have all our cards on the table so that in a few years we don’t end up finding out that our ideas of having kids are completely different and it’s a deal breaker.”

A soft smile crossed Steve’s face and he reached over, taking her hands again. “Wow, you have been overthinking this a lot haven’t you.”

“Well, here’s the thing,” she said.

The waitress chose that moment to bring over their food. It took a moment for her to put out the plates and top up their coffees. She was definitely enjoying her opportunity to talk with Steve. Not that Melody could fault her.

Steve thanked her and told her everything looked great and once again she blushed before she left them alone.

“She’s really star-struck,” Melody said.

“She’s being very sweet,” he said. “She’s really trying not to let it affect our experience. I’ve had people try to insert themselves into my meal.”

She laughed. “I hope not literally.”

Steve wrinkled his nose and bared his teeth. “God, I hope not too.”

Melody let her laughter taper off as she cut up her potato pancakes and Steve pulled his sandwich closer and tore it in half. “What were you saying?” Steve asked. “About why you were overthinking taking me home?”

She sighed and took a bite of her food as she gathered her thoughts again. “Okay. I knew Bobbi was trans long before she came out to anyone else. She was scared of telling her parents. They’re not conservative… but they were pretty traditional about gender roles. We were never ever worried about my parents accepting us. They were always really outspoken about LGBT rights. So when Bobbi came out, her parents told her they didn’t want her in the house living a lie and corrupting her sisters. We knew - we didn’t even doubt for a second - that my parents would let her stay with us. But when we came to ask, there was a lot of stammering and making excuses. Our moms are really close, that’s why we call each other cousins. So we thought maybe she didn’t want to do that in case it upset Bobbi’s parents and she’d lose the friendship. Eventually, Mom settled on them maybe having a point and that Bobbi should think about how she was affecting everyone else. I got really pissed. I was so angry at them. I said that this was who Bobbi was and that she was our family and they needed to accept that about her, and I yelled at them. I asked if they’d feel the same way if I brought home a girlfriend. They didn’t take that well either. They said don’t be stupid and that I’d always had boyfriends. They couldn’t even fathom the thought that I could be bi and told me I was just trying to hurt them and it was just a phase. I couldn’t believe it. Bobbi and I went and stayed in our car that night. Bobbi couldn’t stay in a women's shelter, but she made me stay in one for a couple of nights. Then found a friend we could couch surf with until college started.”

Steve had listened carefully through the whole story, and he’d taken her hand and held it as she spoke. “I’m so sorry, honey. For both of you. That must have been such a letdown for you.”

She nodded and took a breath. “So if I bring you home to meet them, it’s going to be a thing. They’ll think they were right about it being a phase or just me trying to hurt them.”

“So you want to be sure that I’m here for the long run,” he finished for her. “Well, I can tell you, I think about my future and you’re a part of that. I do want to get married one day. I don’t know what you think about that.”

“I think that - if I was in love with someone and they didn’t want to get married, that wouldn’t be a deal breaker, but I would love to get married,” she said. “And if I think about us in the future, we’re married.”

He smiled and lifted her hand and kissed it. “Me too.”

They took a moment, just looking at each other. His gaze was so full of love that it was almost overwhelming. She leaned over the table and stole a kiss. His hand went to her cheek, holding her there for a moment longer than she’d intended and when she sat back she smiled at him.

“Where would we live?” she asked.

“I keep picturing us in Brooklyn,” he said. “Is that weird?”

“Well, it’s where you think of as home,” she said. “So no. That’s a bit of a move from here though.”

“It is. Would you do it?” he asked.

“I think so. If we found somewhere we both liked that we could afford,” she said. “It’d be a bit of traveling for work, but I think we could handle that.”

“It’d be a nice place to raise kids. We’d be more likely to be able to afford a place with a yard,” he said.

Melody had her fork halfway to her mouth and her face broke into a huge smile. “You’ve thought about us having kids?”

He nodded. “Yeah. I’ve thought about it. I get scared sometimes. I feel like the work I do - it doesn’t exactly lend itself to a family life. But I must want it because I think about it so much.”

“I feel like I could be happy without them,” she said. “But I do want to be a mom.”

“Yeah,” he said. “I think that might be a good way to describe how I feel.”

Melody finished up her pancake and took a sip of her coffee. “Do you want to go to Oregon with me for Thanksgiving and meet my parents?”

“I’d love to,” Steve said.

The waitress came over and topped up their coffees again and when Steve finished his soup and sandwich she brought his pie. Steve shared it with her and they ate together talking about much less serious topics. The stress she had felt had melted away and while she knew it would come back later when it fully hit her about the logistics of taking Steve Rogers home to meet her parents, for now, she was just happy to feel so safe where she was with Steve.

Her stress returned much sooner than she’d expected, because when they stepped outside the diner they were immediately surrounded by a wall of press, filming, taking photos, and calling out to them.

It was the first time they’d ever been swarmed by the press. Up until now, there were just vague rumors they were dating and no one seemed to care. Melody had spent enough time around celebrities to be used to this level of intense press scrutiny, but this was the first time she’d ever been blindsided by it. She recognized many of the faces in the crowd, including a couple of the celebrity gossip reporters from the Daily Bugle. The invasion of privacy from her own workplace made her blood boil.

“Shit,” Steve cursed. “We were having such a good run.”

He shielded her body, putting his arm around her shoulders and using his bulk to hide her from the cameras, and began to muscle his way through the crowd. “I’m sorry, honey. I figured they’d get us one day. I wonder if it was the waitress who told them. Maybe she heard us talking about getting married and having kids?”

“Maybe…” Melody said, but she wasn’t so sure. It was possible of course. She had been excited that she was serving Steve and it could be that she’d spread the word out of excitement. Somehow Melody doubted it. This, she felt, might be her fault.

// NEXT

#marvel #avengers #steve rogers #captain america #steve rogers fanfic #captain america fanfic #steve rogers x oc #steve rogers x ofc #ofc #original character fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction #smut #the interview #avengerscompound

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unfriendlyamazon · 12 hours

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restaurant au (kj moment)

of course the only other thing in my notes is a kaijou scene but i love contrast and i do want to write something where they connect over their shitty adolescence so here we go again everything subject to change but i started season 2 of the bear and i'm in the mood

Joey slumped forward, holding his forehead in his hands, and his chest burned.

“I can’t do this,” he said. “I don’t even know why I wanted to. Everything’s falling apart, my own sister is going to hate me, and it feels like I’m going to end up just like him.”

“It was your father’s restaurant,” Kaiba said from the kitchen. His voice was low and oddly soothing, especially made quiet by the distance. Joey sucked in a ragged breath. “Why didn’t you sell it? Why would you want to follow in his footsteps?”

The question burned as Joey swallowed it down. Tears beaded his eyes. An emotion welled up in him, laying so heavy on his tongue he almost couldn’t speak.

“I guess I–” He breathed in again. In and out. Keep breathing. “They’re not all bad memories, you know? That’s what makes it so hard. And the times I really remember being–being happy was when my dad was cooking. He showed me how to chop the vegetables, and he’d cook the meat, and we’d all sit down together and be, I dunno. A family. Sometimes I think the love of cooking is the only thing he really gave me.”

Kaiba was silent, except the light clattering of plates. Joey squeezed his eyes shut. When he opened them, Kaiba was in front of him, holding out a bowl.

“Here,” he said. “Eat this.”

Joey took it from him. The bowl was warm around his fingertips, and an earthy smell rose from it. He picked up the spoon and ladled the heaps of rice.

“Takikomi gohan,” he said.

Kaiba nodded. “It’s not my favorite dish mind you–”

Joey gave a dry laugh. “It’s no filet mignon for sure.”

“--but my mother would make it for us.”

His mouth clamped shut. He spooned the dish thoughtfully before bringing it to his mouth. The shiitake mushrooms were the most obvious flavor, as they clearly made up the dashi used in the base, and the sweetness of the carrots hit alongside it. He could taste the subtle flavor of the sake underneath, and something light. Celery, maybe, or more likely mitsuba. Traditional, considering Kaiba liked western flavors. The blend was perfectly balanced on the short rice. He swallowed it gratefully.

“The memories I have of my family before,” Kaiba said, “feel warped and faded sometimes. I don’t have any pictures or keepsakes. But I remember this. These flavors. They remind me of a time when I had happiness. Well, almost. There’s an ingredient I’m missing, I’m sure of it.”

Joey took another bite. It was hard to swallow with the lump in his throat, but too delicious not to.

“Chefs like to cook for others to take care of them,” Kaiba said. “To bring joy to people. I think that all you’ve ever wanted to do is bring joy back to yourself. But it can be a mistake focusing on the past. On what was. You need to focus on the future.”

“Yeah,” Joey said, mouth full of rice. “You’re always fucking right.”

“I am,” Kaiba said, without his usual arrogance. “Do you know why I agreed to invest in your restaurant?”

Joey shook his head.

“Because you cook good food. You have passion for it. I think you can do it. And I’m always right.”

The last wall crumbled. The tears Joey’d been holding back flowed freely down his face, and he sobbed into his rice. Kaiba didn’t reach out to comfort him, only offered a napkin before standing back. Joey let the dam break. It felt right, here and now. Everything about this moment felt like it was supposed to happen.

#restaurant au #my making joey wheeler cry olympics #joey wheeler #seto kaiba #jounouchi katsuya #kaijou

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