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And you feel like City life, apple pie baked just right Home is wherever you are tonight

Slowly, slowly enough that Vi has time to pull away if she wants to, to stop what now seems to be inevitable–Caitlyn lets her hand drift. She curls her fingers around Vi’s neck, and tries not to think about the way her hair should be tickling her skin as she presses forward. Their mouths are centimeters apart. Caitlyn should be able to feel the brush of Vi’s rapid, shallow breaths against her lips as she tilts her head down, their noses almost touching now. Vi sways forward, her eyelashes fluttering as a shaky exhale fills the air between them.

I’m about to take matters into my own hands 😤 ☕️

Happy birthday, Alex💛

Turtle anon requested "Can I have cute Post-War CaitVi please 🥺"

When Max accidentally posts a thirst trap on TikTok… what could go wrong?

Find out in @this-writer-d‘s last fic! (I laughed way too much reading it, please go give it some love!)

Commissions open // Back to regular scheduled programming after all that promo,

‘Smile and shoot’- Star, 2026