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[ID: A painting of two young men, listed in the record as “Patricians of Venice”; they have large dark caps over enormous masses of shoulder-length hair, and wear fur stoles over plain black tunics. One is looking sidelong at the viewer with suspicion, while the other, a slight pout on his face, gazes into the distance to the left. Second image, the “Awkward Party Reaction” meme, is a screengrab of a short film; in it, a crowd of people holding red Solo cups gaze at the viewer with disdain. The two women at the front of the crowd look very like the painting of the two Patricians.]
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Whispers of Purpose
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The mid-afternoon sun, a molten river breaching the horizon, spilled onto my bare chest, warming the goosebumps raised by the sudden memory.A phantom touch lingered – the press of cool fingers against sun-baked skin, a laugh that chimed like how the wind chimes in a summer breeze.I sank deeper into the plush embrace of the recliner, the worn leather sighing beneath my weight.The remnants of the…
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Kenan Yildiz x reader
Kenan wouldn't say he was the jealous type. He had nothing to worry about. He knows you love him and wouldn't do anything to hurt him, it is the same for him. But seeing you talking to that man, laughing at his jokes, while he is leaving little touches, that did something to him. He knows that you are oblivious to the fact that other men flirt with you and that it isn't out of kindness most of the times.
You two were at a club after Turkey won one of their matches and they went to celebrate. Kenan of course brought you with him. That is how he found himself grabbing his glass stern in his hand while sending dagger looks over to where you were standing.
He was pulled out of his thoughts by a hand on his shoulder. He turned around to see who it was. "Are you okay?" Arda asks, a small smile on his face.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" Kenan answered and took a sip of his drink.
Arda let out a laugh, "You just look like you want to kill someone with that look on your face." He was right. If looks could kill, he would already be dead.
"That dickass doesn't know how to back off," he pointed with his glass and Arda followed with his gaze. The man was still laughing and chatting with you, completely unaware of the tension he was causing.
"Maybe you should-,"
Before Arda could finish his sentence, Kenan had trown back the last of his drink and put his glass down and was walking over to you. Without hesitation, he wrapped his arms around your shoulders and pulled you close, his eyes locked onto the man's smirking face.
"Hi, baby." you say as you look up to who it was. You smile as you grab his other arm to hold.
The man stared at both of you, a scowl on his face. "Who are you? Can't you see we were talking?" His tone was dripping with annoyance
You weren't able to say anything as Kenan was fast to reply, "What rude of me to not introduce myself," he said with sarcasm as he held out one hand for him to grab. "I am Kenan Yildiz. Her boyfriend." He stared at him and gave a firm hand, which made the man wince.
Kenan puts his hand on your torso, pulling you closer to him. The man rolled his eyes,"You could have mentioned you had a boyfriend. I wouldn't have to waste my time on you." at that Kenan wanted to hit him, but you pulled him back as the man walked away.
"What was that?" you asked him as you grabbed his hand to hold.
He smiled at you, trying to reassure himself as much as himself. "Nothing," he said. "I just wanted to talk to you." You playfully rolled your eyes at him while he planted a gentle kiss on your head. Together, you walked back to the rest of the group, Kenan's hand still firmly on your torso, trying to make sure everyone knew that you were taken and off-limits.
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