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Cheesy chicken, bacon, and ranch sliders (x)

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Pesto Chicken Club (x)

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garlic bread<3

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Steak Tacos 🌮

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Creamy garlic chicken breasts with crispy bacon

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Feta Grilled Cheese Sandwich with Spinach

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Spinach and artichoke pita grilled cheese

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having someone tell you they could feel the love for butchness in your writing just....UGH fucking hits man. I said before that I love and want to continue to portray Sevika that way because that's my major HC for her. learning more about being a lesbian through myself, my butch friends, and others has been awesome and I want to keep putting that shit in my writing!!!

just really nice that someone sees that because we just DON'T have much butch and stud portrayal in media

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IG : @mr_fries_man

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reading an AO3 comment that makes you wanna cry >>>>

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“male loneliness epidemic” and “friendzoning” are similar concepts to me in that the conditions they describe are literally experienced by everyone at some point in their lives but when its men its some sort of profound injustice that needs to be rectified by checks notes giving them unfettered access to the public good that is Women

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“Omg i hope Cait won’t lose an eye” ok but HEAR ME OUT

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one more sleep until vacation starts

two more sleeps until Arcane ends

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Look all I'm saying is, if Sevika wasn't at the brothel for a while, the girls would notice and miss her. She's one of their best and favorite clients. Respectful, treats the girls well, and tips extremely well too.

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Christmas wasn't the biggest holiday in Zaun, but folks still show out and celebrate. While Sevika wasn't entirely ecstatic about it, she decided to play along to placate you. She wouldn't admit it out loud, but she kinda liked the idea of being your Santa Baby.

Sevika'a lips curled into a smug smirk as she pulled you down onto her warm lap. Her cigar smoldered, burned bright in the corner of your eye before she placed it in the ashtray. Smoke dribbled from her nostrils. For a few precious minutes, the card sharks' table was empty save you and your girlfriend .The look she gave you was equal parts possessive and eager and you understood why the second she spoke.

"Whaddya want for Christmas, baby?"

The music nearly muffled her question, but you leaned in to make sure she heard yours.

"You care about Christmas all of a sudden?"

"Maybe I had a change 'a heart. Can't resist the idea of spoilin' my baby with whatever she wants," she said, rubbing your thigh.

"Whatever I want, huh?"

Her rubbing turned to caressing and soon enough, two fingers grazed the skin at the apex of your thighs. You squirmed on her leg.

She chuckled. Grabbed your earlobe between her teeth. "I'm Santa, remember? I can give you anything."

Well... when she put it like that, you very well couldn't resist the offer, could you?

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While the Enforcers who patrol Zaun are paid off and have been told to not bother the locals, the few of them who are brave enough venture into the Lanes to lounge around, sometimes while on duty. The most foolhardy of them will mosey into Babette's brothel for a session.

The workers hate them. But money is money.

Every blue moon some too-green Enforcer will try to press their luck on getting away with mistreating the workers or attempting (sometimes succeeding) to leave without paying. The workers will, of course, complain to Babette about it. The girls, especially, will complain to Sevika.

Most Enforcers know to never get complaints brought up to Sevika, lest they jeopardize the deal Silco has in place with the sheriff.

"So, you're the pig I've been hearing about."

The enforcer whipped his head around to catch Sevika's pointed glare. He was young, dark-haired, and attempting in vain to grow facial hair. Not too unattractive for anyone else seemingly under the age of 23. He reeked of alcohol and sweaty sex and Sevika scrunched her nose at that. The cigarette in his mouth clung on for dear life as he sputtered a response.

"Fuck did you say?"

He missed matching Sevika's height by two inches, but even with his chest puffed out, he severely lacked the muscle mass to back up the bass in his voice. A nonthreat. Probably a kid on his fourth patrol in the Undercity. Sevika had stumbled into enforcers like him before. All annoying little shitheels who thought they ran the place because of a shiny badge.

Sevika kept her composure and her arms—her weapons–hidden under her poncho. "I think you heard me loud and clear. Or did you forget where you were?"

He looked around at the glowing neon and smoke-filled air of Zaun's red-light district. Then sized Sevika up. A haughty smirk painted his chapped lips next.

"The backwoods, clearly. Don't know why anyone bothers coming here. Just a bunch of cheap whores and booze."

"And yet... You're a repeat customer."

The enforcer narrows his eyes. "Where'd you get that from?"

Sevika leaned in. "Got eyes and ears everywhere. Also heard you didn't bother paying for a service."

His lip twitched, only somewhat regaining his composure as he flicked his cigarette to the pavement. "Well. Service wasn't satisfactory."

Sevika chuckled. "That so?"

The enforcer reached for his weapon when she moved. "You touch me, and I'll have an entire squad on your ass. Back. Up."

The chuckle morphed into a full laugh. "I don't see any 'backup' around. Do you?"

Sure enough, he scanned his surroundings. No one around except the supposed "cheap whores" and peddlers at the end of the block, curious but keeping their noses out of their business.

"Your superiors must be hazin' you. What were they thinking, sending a little man like you around to do their patrolling for them?" He steeled his jaw as Sevika continued. "Let me tell you something.

"Ever seen a wolf? They're apex predators. Strong alone, sure, but even more deadly in a pack. There's power in numbers and that pack allows them to take down prey many times their own size. But what happens when a lone wolf encounters a farmer and his flock of sheep?

"It gets bold, brazen. Stupid. The sheep disappear one by one. And the wolf keeps showing up. That is... until the farmer gets a deterrent, a guard dog. But that wolf? It wants those sheep, because they should be easy prey, right? So, it brings more wolves, hoping the size of the pack will scare the dog away."

Sevika leaned in again.

"But no matter how many fuckin' wolves show up, that dog isn't backing down."

The enforcer's grip on his weapon intensified so much, his veins popped. He swallowed.

"If I see you down here again, I'll make sure you never make it back topside for your 'pack.' Now. Get the fuck outta here."

The junior enforcer gritted his teeth before he snarled and stomped away.

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