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cuppajj · 1 year

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I haven’t shown my full collection of figures before so here they are! I’m not passionate about toy collecting but I like to have at least one figure of my favorite tfs. The titans return overlord was a gift from @maja-cherub thank you smsm bestie ❤️

I got the girl tarn figure this past week at TFCon LA, it was a very fun time!

#‘favorite tfs’ when will we get a pharma figure #I also want a Soundwave and MTMTE tailgate figure #maybe IDW drift too #and the rest of the DJD maybe #but those things already cost so much 😂😂 best of luck @my financial wisdom #cjj sayeth #maccadam #transformers #transformers figures

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freshrebelchaos · 7 months

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trigger warning, blood! not gore. fluff :3

sometimes, when it was raining hard, people of the fortress can see a certain ludex walking toward the duke office, his formal clothes all wet because of the rains.

but for wriothesley, it is one of those day where his lover needed his affection for comfort. its a something neuvillette have learnt to do after they both got married. and wriothesley is glad that his husband finally feel comfortable enough to show his weakness infront of the duke.

but sometimes, the ludex wpuld visit the fortress whenever he have the time. like today. sigewinne was pulling on his jacket, barely a tug because of her small hands, complaining about how he managed to avoid one of her weird milkshakes again, when suddenly a gentle knock near his office entrance can be heard.

both of them look up, to see neuvillette smiling softly at them.

"monsieur!"

sigewinne immediately went to the ludex and grab on his leg, hugging him.

"good evening, sigewinne. and good evening, my lord"

wriothesley stand up from his desk, and walk toward where neuvillette still standing.

"good evening, monsieur"

is all what he said, and then wrap his arms aeound neuvillette too, just like sigewinne but maybe a little tighter.

they both can hear neuvillette soft chuckle, and his hands went to pat on wriothesley back and sigewinne head.

"it's very rare to see you come here around this time, especially during weekdays, monsieur"

he kiss on neuvillette temple, grinning when he saw the other smiling fully now

"i happen to have free time for the rest of the day, duke. lady furina have taken a like for today trial's and shoo me off before i can interrupt her"

"does this mean you will be staying here?!"

sigewinne immidiately ask, her eyes shine brightly at the thought of neuvillette tasting her milkshakes. wriothesley shuddered at the look on her face.

"yes, i will be staying with wriothesley for this evening, sigewinne"

and sigewinne jump happily around them, and while neuvillette laugh softly at her antics, wriothesley look at her in horror at what she about to do to their dear ludex.

"sigewinne, you cant keep forcing neuvi to try your weird milkshakes. he doesnt even drink anything than plain water!"

"its alright, de-"

"but, wriothesley! monsieur still have to try my wolfhook milkshakes! i promise it'll be the last one!"

she said, while serving neuvillette a tall glass with purpleish colour. wriothesley can see neuvillette gulped a little, and went for the drink. rest in peace, neuvillette tongue.

"how about you serve him the water from mondstadt? he love it remember?"

sigewinne nodded, and went to take where plain water she kept incase wriothesley want to make more teas.

neuvillette put down the milkshake glass, amongst the other tall glasses with weird combination of colour in it, and then look at where wriothesley still busy with his paperworks.

"anything i can help with, dear?"

and wriothesley immediately shake his head. neuvillette frowned at the respond. eyes now looking confuse at the rejection of his helps offering.

"no, you will rest easy, love. you work hard everyday. the least you can do for me is just rest for today"

neuvillette doesnt really want to argue with him, beause he knew the duke will go overboard and will do whatever it takes for him to rest ( it happened once, and neuvillette learnt his mistakes ). and now, he sit on the sofa, with his plain water in his hand, and conversing about his day to the duke of the fortress.

sigewinne came back with bulle fruits, a knife and a cutting board. she eagerly explain that some patients is kind enough to gift her bulle fruits because they knew how she love to mix drinks for her milkshakes.

but because wriothesley strictly probihited her from using a knife ( tho she own a freaking gun with tranquilizer ), she have asked neuvillette to do the cutting for her instead.

and now here he is, cutting bulle fruits to slices for sigewinne to use and for their evening snacks, perhaps. his gloves are neatly folded at the end of the table, and his dress shirt sleeves are now folded too. sigewinne told him various stories about her patients, with the bulle scents went everywhere around the room. neuvillette can smell the strong bitter sweet scents from wriothesley tea's collection, the bule fruits scents which now probably will linger on his fingers for day, and wriothesley freshly brewed teas on the duke table.

maybe he to focused on the various smells in the room, that he didnt notice that he accidentally cutted his own finger, deep enough that bloods start pouring out like waterfalls that can be found in fontaine.

he was one of the sovereign dragons, and hes he bleed normally like other humans do because of his now human form. its just, he never bleed that much before. the last time he see his own blood was during the trial with the fatui harbinger, and that was just a small cut.

but this one is deeper. and wider, probably. he can smell the metallic tang all around him.

"monsieur!!"

he can hear sigewinne scream. and wriothesley immdiately stand up from his desk, running toward him. neuvillette didnt move, didnt bother to put pressure on his bleeding finger. he didnt know how to react. its been too long since he saw his own bloods pouring out this much.

neuvillette went back to reality went wriothesley went ahead to grab on his hand and put pressure on his wound. the sourness of the bulle fruit accidentally went into his wound when wriothesley hold his hand still.

neuvillette hissed, finally knew how to react. he went to grab on the duke forearm, closing his eyes now. he can feel the duke hands moving around, and he can feel the familiar soft fabric on his hand now. did wriothesley seriously use his favourite handkerchief to stop his bleeding?

sigewinne came back with a various medical treatment that she keep on the corner of the office room, and went to bandaged up his finger after she applied ointment and cleaned his blood off. wriothesley still holding him close, whispering sweet nothings into his ear.

after cleaning up, sigewinne went outside to wash the duke bloody handkerchief. neuvillette finally come back to his usual calm manner, leaning heavily on wriothesley side. the duke hold him close, kissing softly at his bare knuckles.

"are you alright now, my love?"

wriothesley ask. neuvillette nodded, suddenly feel drowsy because of the duke action.

"sleep, neuvi. i will be right here when you wake up"

and so, he does.

#wriollette #neuvilette #wriothesley #fluff #sigewinne #wriothesley x neuvillette #i love them so much you guys have no idea #i wrote this for my luck in wriothesley banner #62 pity guaranteed and i havent farm for him😂😂😂

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starflungwaddledee · 3 months

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"This is Home" by Cavetown is SUCH a Starstruck dee song

i didn't know this one, but the song is apparently literally about aromanticism (as well as asexuality, anxiety, and gender dysphoria), so i can definitely see it!

outside of that context, i rather like these lines for Starstruck in particular!

Get a load of this monster // He doesn't know how to communicate // His mind is in a different place Get a load of this train wreck // His hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet But little do we know, the stars // Welcome him with open arms

thank you for thinking of her and sending this one in! i'm actually really touched by this! music is super super important to me and i spend a lot of time finding songs that suit characters and every tiny shift in their story arcs

i'm very guilty of hearing every song and thinking it's About The Character. so to think that other people are hearing tracks and thinking about starstruck as the character is so incredibly meaningful to me!

#if you ever hear a song of and think of her or any of my work don't hesitate to send it in!! i'd love love love to hear it!!#if i really like it there's a pretty high chance i'll draw a song art to it as well!!#(but it does have to compete with the like.. 80 song comics i already want to draw 😂 so no promises!!!)#i've had great luck recently finding songs for starstruck in particular actually!! some real good ones for backstory beats #and some for The Feelings™️ from the last couple of days.... 🥺 iykyk #asks #starstruck dee #music

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snickerdoodlles · 6 months

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🧁I was so tempted to add an apple in a nature’s candy way but decided not to be a dick at the last minute

now I want an apple and cupcakes...

swinging to a different WIP, I don't believe I've shared the beginning of red line fic here yet 👀

Kim’s in danger.

This is supposed to be a tutoring session. And, by all metrics, it is one--he and Chay are sitting in Chay’s living room, on opposite ends of the couch, with a guitar in Chay’s lap and Kim coaching him through a tricky transition. Just like they agreed to do last week, when Chay had asked if he could help him with some things he’s been struggling with, and Kim had immediately made space in his schedule to tutor him, because he is Chay’s guitar tutor.

This does not feel like a tutoring session.

“Oh!” Chay gasps as he tries the bridge again. And he nearly gets it, fingers moving across the fretboard beautifully until he gets halfway through and his fingers cramp and falter from the unfamiliar movement.

“Oh…” Chay says with a pout. He shakes out his hand and tries the awkward finger movement again, frowning cutely as he can’t quite get his fingers to move the way he wants them to.

Chay looks to Kim, eyes big and adorable and dangerous. “Show me again?”

Thud thud thud, goes Kim’s heart, which is a stupid thing for it to do, because this is just tutoring.

#kinnporsche #kimchay #fic: red line #*rattles brain* i am soooooo close to finishing this one #i want to finish it by halloween VERY BADLY #wish me luck the writing gods have not been on my side lately #trick or treat special #heads up peeps pls keep sending asks and I'll keep looking for decent snippets #but also might possibly probably swing to posting headcanons or fic chatter #lmk if theres something specific of interest that would help me very much 😂

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sylvia-forest · 3 months

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[CN] Shaw's 6th Anniversary event - Day 1

⚡ Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for an Event which hasn't been released in EN yet!⚡

[Day 1]

MC: Shaw, Shaw!! I'm now a walking koi, the ultimate lucky charm. Why don't you come and give me a big hug and share the joy?

There was no response in the room, only the clear and intense sound of buttons being pressed was heard.

From a distance, I saw Shaw in the living room, holding a controller and dominating the game world. This guy really...!

Just as I was about to rush over to "interrogate" him, the BOSS on the TV screen dramatically falls, spewing out a pile of coins and treasure chests.

Shaw: Nice! Shaw: Why is the rabbit not hopping on land and diving into the water now? The ultimate lucky charm?

Shaw, still picking up the spoils while talking, looks at me with a relaxed demeanor, showing no signs of stopping his gaming spree. I took a bold step forward and stood in front of the screen.

MC: Make sure you won't regret this attitude. Are you sure you don't want some of this good luck?

Shaw raises an eyebrow and extends his hand towards me.

MC: Alright, you know how to appreciate good luck.

I smile, opening my arms, but to my surprise, he firmly clasps my hand and pulls me to sit beside him.

Shaw: I happen to be unlocking a new weapon. Let's test out 20% of the luck first, and then I'll consider if I want to continue. MC: Okay, you're quite thorough.

He shrugs, presses a button with his other hand, and the treasure chest on the screen immediately starts shaking, revealing a dazzling golden dagger.

Shaw: ……….!

The next moment, Shaw pulls me into his arms and, without saying a word, starts manipulating the controller left and right.

With such an obvious "answer," I can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment.

MC: See, my lucky streak is truly well-deserved. Shaw: Don't show off. Are you here specifically to showcase your luck? MC: Of course not! MC: Do you remember the "Love Expedition" activity launched by the municipal hall these past few days? Shaw: Yeah, I got a text saying I won some shopping vouchers or something, but it's nothing interesting.

He pauses, raising his eyebrows as he sizes me up.

Shaw [sudden realization]: You wouldn't...? MC: Well, I actually...

I smirked and took out a brand-new set of car keys from my pocket, dangling them in front of him.

MC: Shaw, I won the grand prize—a RV!

The character on the screen suddenly halts, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Shaw [super duper shocked]: You became an island owner just this summer, and now you're pulling another stunt at the end of the year?

Shaw: ...Tsk, are you playing a prank on me using official events? MC: Hehe, open your eyes and see for yourself.

I pull out my phone to show him the lottery results page, witnessing a flash of astonishment in his eyes, which greatly satisfies my inner mischief.

MC: Moreover, the organizers offer fantastic "after-sales service" with multiple sweet travel routes for citizens to choose from.

MC: How about taking advantage of this and embarking on a nationwide RV tour?

Shaw: Sure, when do we leave? MC: Next week, of course. I've deliberately cleared an extra-long vacation for this.

I glanced at him with a hidden agenda, hoping he won't spoil the fun for himself.

Shaw: Next week? The old man asked me to join him for a field investigation. MC: Oh? Did you agree?

Seemingly surprised by my response, Shaw raises an eyebrow.

Shaw [elongates his tone]: Of course not. Shaw: You really didn't fall for it. MC: Your routine of feigned reluctance followed by agreement is too familiar. Come up with something new, Master Shaw~

I sit cross-legged, smiling, and open my phone's memo app—

MC: After all, it's our first "nationwide RV tour," so there's quite a bit to prepare. I've listed some tasks; take a look.

Shaw: ... Shaw: Tsk, you're bringing quite a lot of stuff. MC: We're visiting so many cities; we need to be well-prepared.

Shaw quickly scans through the list, his gaze stopping at the final note—

"PS: Travel guide section to be completed; will add after MC and Shaw find relevant guides."

Shaw: What does this mean? MC: Hehe, it means that for the next week, we'll each look for guides. I'll handle the food guide, and you take care of the sightseeing guide. MC: This way, we can ensure our travel experience is maximized! Shaw: Isn't that just repeating what others have done? It's not very exciting. MC: Well...

Seeing his disapproval, I quickly change the subject.

MC: Let's leave the travel plans entirely to you. MC: With you as our "folklore expert" leading the way, the journey will surely be more thrilling. What do you say?

He pauses for a moment, as if scheming something.

Shaw: Well, that's not a bad idea. But if I plan the itinerary, what will you be responsible for? MC: As for me, I'll take care of adding a touch of elegance to your itinerary. But the condition is that your "arrangements" need to be exciting enough.

Shaw lifts his chin slightly, and a glint of interest sparkles in his eyes with the afternoon sun.

Shaw [extremely happy]: Alright, let's have a trip where one plus one is greater than two.

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Shaw: You're right; the official prize is quite generous. They really sent you a legitimate motorhome. MC: →→ What did you expect, a scale model? MC: But on a serious note, there's one thing I want to "declare" in advance— MC: Since we'll be spending the next week here, we need to decorate it nicely. Shaw: I have no objections. The car seems quite spacious. Shaw: I can bring my bass and skateboard along. MC: Great! Let's also get some flowers and plants, and set up some memories that belong to us! Shaw: (⌐■_■) It sounds like this little motorhome is going to "carry a heavy load" ahead.

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MC: The first stop chosen by the organizers is quite nice; the scenery is fantastic! MC: But it's just too rich; I'm starting to feel overwhelmed. Shaw: (⌐■_■) Greedy people want everything, but they might miss out on great opportunities. MC: Well, you try then. I want to see how you choose from so many options. Shaw: Don't you love local delicacies? Let's fill your stomach first. MC: Good point. Let's go, let's go. I want a serving of every delicious dish!

—

Winter in the water town did little to dampen the enthusiasm of tourists. The narrow alleyways were bustling with crowds and the scent of cooking.

Briskly, Shaw led me away from the bustling area to an undeveloped ancient town. The cobblestone roads here were not as smooth as before, and the ancient houses built along the water showed signs of peeling paint and the passage of time.

MC: Wow, it's so peaceful here. Looks like someone made serious arrangements.

Shaw: Of course, I didn't drive for over ten hours to see the same old tourist spots.

As we spoke, we passed over a stone bridge, and several awning-covered boats moored along the river caught our eyes. Next to them was a wooden sign that read "Boat Ticket Office."

He glanced at it and quickened our pace.

MC: Huh? Are we going on a boat? Shaw: Of course, we're in a water town. Boss, ready for some business.

The boat, covered with woven rattan canopies, smelled of wood and freedom. Though the interior was dimly lit, sunlight streamed in through the side windows, creating a unique atmosphere.

As the boat gently swayed with the flow of the water, I curiously leaned against the window and peered outside.

Shaw: Look around all you want, but make sure to sit tight. I'm only responsible for rowing the boat, not for fishing people out.

He grasped the oar and began to paddle forward, causing ripples on the river surface as we moved slowly ahead.

The view was different from the stroll we had just taken; now, the panorama of the ancient town unfolded like a scroll painting.

A few pastoral dogs wagged their tails, weaving through the alleys, while an elderly woman sat by the river repeatedly washing clothes.

Most residents sitting in front of their houses sunbathing were looking at their phones, and faintly, the abrupt words "Little Beauty, Little Handsome" drifted into our ears.

MC: Haha, this short video is really breaking the atmosphere of antiquity. I thought we might hear some traditional folk songs by the river... Shaw: Who says we can't hear them?

He pulled out his phone and swiped a few times. At the same time, he neatly arranged the headphone cord and handed it to me.

In an instant, a melodious flute and a female voice intertwined, flowing like a mountain spring, drowning out all the modern clamor.

I lifted my head in astonishment, meeting those eyes filled with a smiling gaze.

Shaw: Don't look at me, look at the scenery.

His voice was somewhat indistinct, and I smiled as I turned my head, gazing at the "world" he had brought me to.

The willow trees on both banks swayed with the wind, and the ripples on the water reflected the fragmented waves of sunlight.

A serene and contented mood quietly surged within me, and I gently leaned on his shoulder.

MC: I didn't expect you to have such elegance. MC: I thought in a place with flowing water and small bridges like this, you would take me to do something thrilling.

Shaw: Thrilling? Like this?

With a slight tilt of his body outward, the boat immediately leaned with the motion, frightening me into holding onto him tightly.

MC [screaming]: Ahhhh—stop, stop, stop messing around! Shaw: Weren't you implying that I'm not thrilling enough? MC: That's not what I meant...! Shaw: Then what? Can't I have moments of leisure? MC: Haha, of course you can. When you're doing calligraphy or watching archaeological documentaries, you seem quite at leisure...

I blinked and smiled, and he, unusually, didn't press further, continuing to row the boat.

In the midst of the tranquility, a shout came from the shore—

?.?: Darling, come help me collect the laundry.

In response, raindrops began to fall from the boat's awning, creating ripples on the water's surface.

As if urging pedestrians to quicken their pace, the rain gradually intensified, forming a faint mist before our eyes.

MC: Why did it suddenly start raining? Could it be... Shaw : It's not my concern; this world also experiences natural precipitation.

He complained while averting his gaze, casually adding another remark.

Shaw [in a low voice]: It's just that the weather forecast was unreliable, making us late.

At this moment, a thin mist quietly descended, as if placed in an ink painting. We glimpsed at its most original appearance.

No pedestrians, no clamor, just a quiet city.

"Spring water is greener than the sky, painting boats listening to the rain and sleeping." Those verses passed down for a thousand years finally became tangible in this moment.

I stole a glance at Shaw and found him, for once, gazing earnestly at the scenery, with a subtle curve on his lips.

Could it be that he had been waiting for this moment?

Understanding his thoughts vaguely, a sweet feeling bloomed freely in my heart. I casually moved closer to him.

MC: The scenery now is even more beautiful than before, thanks to this rain.

Shaw: Do you like it? MC: I really like it. Shaw: Then, is that exciting enough? MC: Mm, Eek…

Just as I realized there was more to his words, Shaw suddenly leaned closer to me, with the boat swaying, and he smiled even more.

Shaw [clears his throat]: Now, it's your turn. What about the "finishing touch" you promised? MC [panicked]: Now?

Seeing the teasing look in his eyes, I quickly spoke up.

MC: Now is fine, but I need to think about how to add this flower to make it beautiful.

He made a meaningful "hmm" and casually rested his chin on his hand, looking at me without saying a word.

I pursed my lips, turning my gaze back to the beautiful scenery in front of us.

How could I make this moment even better...

At the very least, I wanted to make everything brighter, like the clear sky after the rain.

I contemplated until the melodious flute sounds in my ear became continuous and uplifting. A thought struck me, and I called out softly.

MC: Shaw, close your eyes.

He raised an intrigued eyebrow and willingly complied. However, when I put the other earphone on him, the noise in his ear increased a bit.

Shaw[irritatingly]: Is this your "flower"? MC: Yes, don't you like it? MC: A small boat flowing in the rain with melodious flute music... it creates a perfect atmosphere.

Shaw: So, replicating mine isn't exactly original—

In the gradually intensifying rain, I didn't respond to him anymore and gently kissed him.

The cool rain fell diagonally on our bodies, only to be quickly melted away by the warmth in our hearts.

Almost imperceptibly, Shaw chuckled softly between our lingering breaths.

Shaw [very pleased]: Hey, isn't this considered cheating? MC: Not entirely. Don't tell me you don't like it?

Shaw lowered his gaze and, seeing me approaching with anticipation, a hint of meaning suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Shaw: Your lines are too naive. MC: Whatever, if you don't want to answer. Shaw: I didn't say I won't answer, just… not now. Shaw: If you want to know the answer, remember every minute and second of the upcoming days. MC: You're keeping me in suspense again! Fine, I won't ask.

Shaw: Oh? Then you've lost more than just an answer. MC: You're just playing mysterious games; I won't fall for it.

Shaw: I'm not lying. In this trip, I've hidden something.

Amidst the misty rain, I couldn't see the color in his eyes clearly, but I noticed as he leaned a bit closer.

MC: Huh? What is it?

Shaw smiled, released his grip on me, and took hold of the oar, steering the boat forward leisurely.

Shaw: It wouldn't be fun if I told you directly. Figure it out yourself. Shaw: See if you can find it before the end of the journey.

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🚐 Day 2

#haha I really took my sweet time so sorry for that🥹#anyways this sixth anniversary event is more entertaining than the fifth one!#you'll see as you spend more time with them on their journey and their lovely interactions 😍#not MC flexing her luck in front of shaw and him being totally unfazed by it😂😂#and how he immediately pulls her into his lap after experiencing it👀😂#mlqc spoilers #mlqc cn #mlqc shaw #mlqc ling xiao #mlqc translations #mr love queen's choice #mlqc #love and producer

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shijiujun · 6 months

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My Personal Weatherman SoCool Magazine Sale Details!

- Chinese magazine

- Comes with TWO cover options A and B, they’ll reveal the covers soon - each version comes with two different postcards each

- Goes on sale 26 Oct

- Limited edition Set C that covers BOTH A and B sets PLUS 6 photo cards - 50,000 sets only

- If you buy 3 Set Cs you’ll automatically enter a lucky draw to possibly get a signed photo card 😭😭😭

Finally something I can purchase easily and don’t have to jump through hoops for 🔥🔥

#my personal weatherman #Taikan yoho #higuchi kouhei #mashiko atsuki #ok but if I do try for the lucky draw #I’ll need to give away lol idk 4 mags 😂#and with my luck I won’t be able to get one #the lucky draw successfully I mean #cries

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lastofthe20thcenturygirls · 1 year

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it's always i love you and never dosti ke alava bhi kuch rishte hote hai... kuch rishte jo hum samajhte nahi... kuch rishte jo hum samajh na nahi chahte (choobh to nahi raha)... kuch rishte jinka koi naam nahi hota sirf ehsaas hota hai (choobh to nahi raha) ...kuch rishte jinki koi deewar nahi hoti sarhad nahi hoti (choobh to nahi raha) ...aaise rishte jo dil ke rishte hote hai pyaar ke rishte hote hai mohabbat ke rishte hote hai (choobha? mujhe bhi <3)

#this scene makes me go feral #only a shahrukh and kajol scene could still have THIS much effect on me after fucking 21 years #kabhi khushi kabhie gham #k3g #srk #shah rukh khan #kajol devgn #bollywood #desi tag #they set my expectations too high good thing nobody on this earth has the bad luck of falling for me 😂

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