#Jo Vally

[lyrics365]

Desirée

Jij veranderd in muziek, wanneer je danst Als je beweegt zo elegant en in cadans Zo strak, zo fel Madonna van de hel Je ogen groot en zacht Als het diepste van de nacht Al pratend drinken wij een glas of twee En onverschillig vraag je mij: Kom mee, mee (Desirée) Desirée, oh Desirée Je hart dat bruist zo fel En je komt nooit tot rust Desirée, oh Desirée Jij met je lichaam strak, zo…

[ghassanrassam]

1957 Tony Perkins pouts and simpers, Jo van Fleet is determined, Silvana Mangano is sexy

[homunculus-argument]

Metsänpeitto on henkien luoma valli oman maailmansa ja meidän maailmamme välillä - metsä "peittää" metsänpeittoon joutuneen. Metsänpeittoon joutunut ihminen tai karjaeläin ei enää löydä kotiin, vaikka oma kotimetsä olisi kuinka tuttu. Ja silloinkin, jos ja kun metsänpeittämä löytäisikin kotipihaan, koti ei kuitenkaan ole kuin sen pitäisi. Oman talouden väki ei ehkä näe tai kuule kotiinpalannutta ollenkaan, tai saattaa katsoa hänet ventovieraaksi - hän ei ehkä tunnista kodin väkeä, tai kodin väki ei tunnista häntä. Silloin on palattava metsään, yritettävä palata takaisin paikkaan jossa metsänpeittoon joutui, ja tehtävä takaperin samat askeleet, joiden kautta metsänpeittoon alunperin päätyi.

Vanhan kansan uskomusten mukaan metsän väki peitti ihmisiä ja metsiin laiduntavaa karjaa tahallaan, joko piruuttaan tai hyötyäkseen siitä itse jotenkin. Sitä en usko, kun eivät ne siitä itse mitenkään hyödy, enkä usko että nekään tahtovat kutsumattomien vieraiden pyörivän maillaan yhtään pidempään kuin on pakko.

Ehkä kyseessä on samanlainen ilmiö kuin ihmisten koteihin eksyvät hyönteiset - ihminen ei hahmota metsänpeittoa eikä ymmärrä miten on päätynyt tähän käsittämättömään tilaan, eikä ymmärrä miksei pääse siitä pois, vaikka selkeästi näkee minne tahtoo mennä. Ja samalla metsän väki, joka on ihmisen täyden ymmärryksen ulottumattomissa, seisoo vieressä kädet puuskassa katsoen pienen olennon ponnistelua miettien "voisitko vaikka mennä siitä avoimena seisovasta parvekkeen ovesta, etkä yrittäisi vieläkin lentää ikkunasta läpi. Ei voi olla noin vaikeaa. Käyttäisit nyt sitä yhtä aivosolua mikä sinullakin pitäisi olla."

[singeratlarge]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Bud Abbott, Badly Drawn Boy, Sigtryggur Baldursson (The Sugarcubes), Victor Borge’s 1953 “Comedy in Music” premiere, the 1956 film BRIDGE ON THE RIVER KWAI, Mahatma Gandhi, Moses Gunn, Richard Hell, Dave Holland, Freddie Jackson, the unsinkable Violet Jessop, Persis Kambatta, Chris LeDoux, Annie Leibowitz, George “Spanky” McFarland, Groucho Marx, Don McLean, Ron Meagher (Beau Brummels), the 1995 album WHAT’S THE STORY MORNING GLORY by Oasis (good to meet you Noel), Phillip Oakley (Human League), John Otway, Michael Rutherford, Jo-El Sonnier, my most excellent cousin Susan Stamm, Sting, Nat Turner, THE TWILIGHT ZONE TV series (premiered 1959), Gillian Welch, the first newspaper comic strip THE YELLOW KID (1895), Yokozuna, and the great British writer (journalist, novelist, screenwriter) Graham Greene. I cite him as a key influence on my lyrics, and I’ve read his novels repeatedly—many of which have been made into films (some more than once): The End of The Affair (1955, 1999), The Human Factor, the excellent Our Man in Havana w/Alec Guinness & Ernie Kovacs (1959), The Quiet American (1958, 2002), The Power and The Glory a.k.a. The Fugitive w/Henry Fonda (1947), and the landmark film noirs This Gun for Hire w/Alan Ladd & Veronica Lake (1942) and The Third Man w/Joseph Cotten, Alida Valli, Orson Wells + Anton Karas’s ironic zither music (1951). 

As a journalist, Greene’s 67-year long career took him to leper colonies, war zones, and odd “hot spots” around the world, along with spying for MI6 during World War II. These provided settings for his stories, exploring ambivalent ethical and political issues of the modern world, often through a Biblical lens that offered redemption to criminals and sinners while exposing the hypocrisies of moral superiors. I can find his imprints in several of my songs, but the most overt is “Unresolved—Graham Greene’s Script for Laurel & Hardy,” imagining if Greene had written a script for the comedy team of Laurel & Hardy (maybe echoing Greene’s late-in-life friendship with Charlie Chaplin). https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OBvBEVq0PSE Meanwhile, HB GG and thank you for your volumes of spiritually-informed writing and letting us be human in the eyes of God.

#birthday #grahamgreene #novelist #spy #thirdman #MI6 #johnnyjblair #singersongwriter #chamberpop

[randomly--accessed--memories]

"I Love You So Much It Hurts" - Patsy Cline

"Tonight You Belong To Me" - Patience & Prudence

"I've Got My Mind Set On You" - James Ray

"Only You (And You Alone)" - The Platters

"My Way" - Frank Sinatra

"Can't Take My Eyes Off You" - Frankie Valli

"Somethin' Stupid" - Frank Sinatra, Nancy Sinatra

"I Can't Help Myself (Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch)" - Four Tops

"Baby Love" - The Supremes

"I Will Follow Him" - Peggy March

"Strangers In The Night" - Frank Sinatra

"I've Got You Under My Skin" - Frank Sinatra

And a bonus that is a newer song but in a 50s-60s style:

"Breakfast With Lou" - Jesse Jo Stark

- Nuthouse Anon

Ooo, "I Will Follow Him" and "I've Got You Under My Skin" were the two stand-outs for me. Songs about unconditional love or that use heart/flesh imagery always become so creepy in the context of this AU.

[janedoooo]

Tumhe mere pe hasne ka channce chahiye na

Le diyaaaaaaaa

Laugh hard

Till I die

Le 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

Deverji apne bhabhi ko bhej

Bhabhi charan 🙏🧘💔

Jaiiseee yatika ka sapna kachre valli se kiya

Thik vaiseeeeee

Aur baki sapka jinke sath mein rehti hu

Vo mere koi nhi lagte

Kya rishta jodne dard aata haai

Vaise bhi jo chaha vahi kiya

Aage bhi karoge

Kuch huaa mere man se

Kuch bhi nhi

Meri kahani khtam hogai

[natalchartnurtures]

Hi! I'd like to participate in your latest game if you're still accepting requests right now. My initials are ALZ. Thank you sm and I hope you have a good day/night!

Heyy ALZ ! Thanks for joing me here today :)

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Let's get to it.

Short channeled messages from your person!

✨️ I feel so out of control around you! (In a horny way? Lol )

✨️ you're so cute too? Like I CAN'T with your cute ass 🫠🥲🙃

✨️ Istg I get so ahem excited around you.. my body CRAVES you and I'm so uncomfortable with how you effect me but goddamn.. that body is ART

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Songs!

🎵 Ride it- Larrisa, Jay Sean

🎵 Sexyback- Justin Timberland, Timbaland (lol so many sexy songs coming through for you! You're person has it bad for ya lmao)

🎵 34+35- Ariana Grandé

🎵 Positions- Ariana Grandé

🎵 Can't Take My Eyes Off You- Frank Valli

[indegazettevanindegazettepuntbe]

Een unieke line-up voor Het Schlagerfestival 2025: Jo Vally krijgt een ster, en Hazes, Christoff, en andere topnamen vervoegen het programma https://www.indegazette.be/een-unieke-line-up-voor-het-schlagerfestival-2025-jo-vally-krijgt-een-ster-en-hazes-christoff-en-andere-topnamen-vervoegen-het-programma/?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=tumblr

[b-galleria]

Alisa Alho: Easy Living

B-gallerian päätila 01.08.-18.08.2024 

B-gallerian päätila täyttyy koko näyttelyn suuruisella tila-aikaperformanssiteoksella 1-18.8.2024 nimeltä Easy Living. Performanssitaiteilija Alisa Alho asuu ja elää galleriatilassa näyttelyn ajan. Alho rakentaa tilasta kodin ja tuo mukanaan tarvittavat asiat kuten sängyn ja alkeellisen keittiön sekä muita kodikkaita esineitä.

Performanssilla tarkastellaan yksityisen ja julkisen rajaa sekä tilallisesti että emotionaalisesti. Alho on kiinnostunut dominoivan käyttäytymismoraalin häilyvyydestä, kun yksityinen esitetään julkisena. Tavanomaisesti kodista pyritään luomaan tila, jossa voi kokea henkilökohtaisiksi määriteltyjä tunteita (kuten suru ja viha) sekä sosiaalisista normeista poikkeavia tapoja olla. Onko mahdollista riisuutua julkisen tilan käyttäytymismalleista? Millä tavoin yleisessä sosiaalisessa viitekehyksessä ylläpidetään enemmistön suosimia vuorovaikutuskeinoja ja kuinka tiedostettua tai haluttua ylläpito on? Näyttelyn aikana Alho pohtii, voiko mikrotason käyttäytymisnormin purkaminen tuottaa makrotasollista hyvää.

Easy Living näyttää emootion kartan arvottamatta taikka keskittymättä yleiseen konsensukseen hyväksytystä tavasta olla tilassa. Taiteilija nukkuu ja elää galleriassa. Alho katsoo Youtube-videoita, soittaa kitaraa huonosti, tekee apurahahakemuksia, jumppaa, kuuntelee musiikkia ja lukee kirjaa. Näyttelyssä vieraileva on tervetullut katsomaan yksinoloa tai hengailemaan taiteilijan kanssa. Näyttelyn galleriatila on koti, ei vankila. Alho elää elämää ja myös poistuu tilasta. Jos taiteilija ei ole paikalla, voi vieras lukea Alhon päiväkirjaa näyttelyajalta, joka on vapaasti luettavissa koko näyttelyn ajan.

Luvassa myös keikkoja ja performansseja, kuten 

31.7 avajaisperformanssi, 

3.8. Mikko Sarvanne soolo, 

4.8 Stella Massa ja Alisa Alho, 

13.8 Jussi Lipasti ja Alisa Alho, 

15.8 Inari Kaurilahti ja Allen Valli, 

16.8 Friends performing Yan Jun: Musically Homeless (Homage to PF&DW)

[444names]

the entire article on the adlam script from wikipedia + estonian male forenames

Aanotte Aardit Aarno Abeted Ableksa Ables Abletinot Acribette Additing Adifined Adlabdo Adlang Adlati Adoterted Adoublock Adoweelo Ahimen Aimand Aleminer Alibe Alifing Alkulowely Allation Alphappo Amony Amzationst Andronaleks Anini Ansock Anteren Anworme Anwoulught Apected Arendin Arilay Arnot Asand Barefies Begin Beteet Bhaborm Bhapeelos Bleftental Bortes Botte Broseduarvo Buterilan Caper Capeseve Cater Chabic Chapply Chrativo Clame Claniseve Cloweeted Clowinant Codized Comply Computenu Cones Consondre Corme Corronso Culaboth Culdised Culock Curce Curmena Dayɗe Deleñol Delock Deriki Dertass Dharno Dhasal Diati Difineses Difing Diger Dittan Djaki Djaks Dothes Doubleand Dounni Drabdop Dralkular Drects Dreganned Droive Edevers Edized Eenedu Eetwel Effere Efick Eftest Eikes Enased Endrowevers Ented Enter Erimaived Ersimpunic Erteducate Eurowel Excla Exclamza Exclanym Exclat Exclati Exclayɗe Exclo Eyearkes Feritersime Follationer Folly Folver Fores Forry Forterent Forts Fouldis Founcted Fourvo Fronstan Fross Fulanym Ganda Gbethert Genotevish Glood Glook Glyphabdo Gnamzat Gnanstly Gnase Guany Guaripts Habloper Hamod Hapic Harno Hatia Haticoson Heines Hersimage Hicriati Hinguar Hypha Hyphamza Hyphrober Hyphrostav Indrotte Inedu Inerstan Inesed Inestal Iniges Inother Ipardic Ipter Ishater Ithere Itioneasepa Jaake Jaaking Jaannits Jaarek Jaarn Jaarvow Joided Joing Joosed Jooses Jooss Juagined Juhable Jukulame Jukulationg Jukule Jukus Jukusent Jürigit Jürilaid Jürimaras Kaado Kaadop Kaaksaliks Kaand Khang Kposock Kused Kusengtha Lamzalku Lations Lauppectur Layɗe Leannis Leford Leksaines Leksases Lemet Lenthey Leters Lettano Leñollay Lifing Likhateric Liking Linicasa Loninicas Lonsoule Lothe Lowelypha Lowers Macep Maconin Madlamonly Madlandight Madlaties Maged Magembeging Magently Maginely Maimpleñol Manish Manunds Maracrikh Maricapit Marituning Marvol Mater Mation Mayea Micasa Micat Milan Milat Minerst Minki Minned Moder Modige Moneass Mosed Moses Mosimanot Mulame Muleneripar Muleñolly Mundu Munnean Munnis Naged Nalpha Namonight Nanstak Nasalkuse Nasep Natic Natier Natinedgang Nationy Nerater Nigede Nusent Onage Onely Onerks Onges Onind Onsof Onsonda Opeope Oplaber Oplate Orrothen Ostans Otharn Ounnics Parawn Parkesepa Pecia Pecial Pecte Pedific Peely Peopmen Pheits Phenandel Pheng Pichabegits Picrilard Pitioni Prable Practesta Preaki Pregarke Prilareks Promet Promple Proth Protter Quesenesen Questaki Raconturry Raidedgant Randares Rectemiles Reffer Refor Regany Relot Rendifing Rentick Repare Rikhanned Ripts River Ronages Ronelson Rotten Runne Runnighand Sagesed Saing Samodialikh Samza Sasen Scrilacte Scrit Scrober Scrom Scrop Scrother Scrotters Sculaivo Seemed Senandi Sendified Sevelopes Severel Sevis Shandir Shapeopleks Shilypha Simationted Simeting Similyph Sionati Souncial Soundrobely Sparno Speopplek Sponalphra Sporrep Stable Staldis Stall Sticale Stinvo Stion Stiven Stopeen Suppects Supplars Suppo Suppong Supps Syllaivo Syllausa Sylly Systableñol Syste Tablotted Tabot Talock Tassion Tation Tatione Taupps Taused Thablek Thanned Thasang Thein Theit Theme Thems Thente Theral Therawn Thesponly Thilaupps Thimareks Toidu Toivel Tookin Toppost Tratina Tration Tuang Turce Turcep Tuter Unitinals Upostly Uppers Upple Urawing Uronly Ursion Usaldek Uscrialdely Ustion Valderen Valkulooso Vally Vandra Vowed Vowelower Vowesen Wasaimeders Wasame Wasan Wased Wasen Wever Whinu Wingers Witicassou Words Wormette Wounly Wounnea Wricas Wriparts Wript Writan Wriveduark Yearrom Yhasallowed

[lyrics365]

Hier Voel Ik Mij Thuis

Ik heb de hele week gewerkt en ben een beetje moe Maar toch ga ik straks naar m’n stamcafeetje toe Samen met m’n vrienden Het weekend tegemoet Uit de jukebox klinkt muziek Hier is het altijd feest Hier veranderd niets , of je nooit bent weggeweest Loopt het tegen tienen, begint het feest pas goed Kijk daar klinkt de bel weer Iedereen zingt mee Hier voel ik me thuis Hier weet de…

[singeratlarge]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Bud Abbott, Badly Drawn Boy, Sigtryggur Baldursson (The Sugarcubes), Victor Borge’s 1953 “Comedy in Music” premiere, Mahatma Gandhi, Moses Gunn, Richard Hell, Dave Holland, Freddie Jackson, the unsinkable Violet Jessop, Persis Kambatta, Chris LeDoux, Annie Leibowitz, George “Spanky” McFarland, Groucho Marx, Don McLean, Ron Meagher (Beau Brummels), the 1995 album WHAT’S THE STORY MORNING GLORY by Oasis (good to meet you Noel), Phillip Oakley (Human League), John Otway, Michael Rutherford, Jo-El Sonnier, my cousin Susan Stamm, Sting, Nat Turner, THE TWILIGHT ZONE TV series (premiered 1959), Gillian Welch, Yokozuna, and the great British writer (journalist, novelist, screenwriter) Graham Greene. I cite him as a key influence on my lyrics, and I’ve read his novels repeatedly—many of which have been made into films (some more than once): The End of The Affair (1955, 1999), The Human Factor, the excellent Our Man in Havana (Alec Guinnes, Ernie Kovacs), The Quiet American (1958, 2002), The Power and The Glory (Henry Fonda), and the landmark film noirs This Gun for Hire (Alan Ladd, Veronica Lake) and The Third Man (Joseph Cotten, Alida Valli, Orson Wells + Anton Karas’s ironic zither music). 

Greene’s 67-year long career as as journalist took him to leper colonies, war zones, and odd “hot spots” around the world, along with spying for MI6 during World War II. These provided settings for his stories, exploring ambivalent ethical and political issues of the modern world, often through a Biblical lens that offered redemption to criminals and sinners while exposing the hypocrisies of moral superiors. I can find his imprints in several of my songs, but the most overt is “Unresolved—Graham Greene’s Script for Laurel & Hardy,” imagining if Greene had written a script for the comedy team of Laurel & Hardy (maybe echoing Greene’s late-in-life friendship with Charlie Chaplin). https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OBvBEVq0PSE Meanwhile, HB GG and thank you for your volumes of spiritually-informed writing and letting us be human. 

#birthday #grahamgreene #novelist #spy #thirdman #MI6 #johnnyjblair #singersongwriter #chamberpop

[pro-royalty]

Ladies of Euphoria x HBO Emmy’s Afterparty

[janedoooo]

Literally nothing is working

Matlab kya karu mein

Isse period isme shadi bhi karli

Mhuje to mauka bhi nhi mila

Ulta karne ka- nt responded jaiise koi farak nhi padta

To ab kya karna hai

Jab sab kar liya

Ab kaha Jana hai

Literally centipede valli feeling aa rahi hai

Trailor dekhke

Vahi feel huaa ab tak mein jo saha

[karvoja]

Ja sitten meillä on niitä, joiden mielestä tavarat ja elukat kuuluvat talliin. Kirjaimia siinä vaakunassa kuuluu olla! Vielä parempi jos niihin liittyy joku latinankielinen slogan. Armon laakso, vallis gratiae sekä Aboa.

I don't know if different muncipalities having their own coat of arms is a thing outside of Finland, but I rather like many of them. Like, the only way to go wrong in a coat of arms is to make it boring, the best ones are the most memorable ones. Have a collection of the few that I consider the least aesthetic, most boring coats of arms of all finnish muncipalities. If you see your own hometown coat on this list, do not come at me - fix your own problems first and move somewhere else.

Bland, generic, tells no story. Unfuckable. The kind of shit you'd see on the shield of an enemy that's getting their ass kicked by the Cool Sexy Woman Knight in the first round of a jousting event in a corny but riveting fantasy movie. Now, let's look at some of the cool ones:

Striking. Distinct. Tells you a story, gives you some clue about what this place is and what is the story of the people who live here. Can occasionally afford more than two colours per coat. Now that's sexy. These, these are good. I had a hard time choosing only nine that I liked best, so I decided to divide the examples of Sexy Coats of Arms into non-animal and animal cathegories. These are examples of the cool ones with animals on them:

And as a final special mention we have Kouvola. The city of Kouvola largely doesn't deserve the bad rep it has - the crime rate isn't that high, the title of "the ugliest city in Finland" is a bit harsh since it does have some vaguely soviet/dystopian grunge brutalist aesthetic if you're into that sort of thing, and in my experience the friendliest crackheads in Finland. But all those things said, their coat of arms does kinda feature this thing eerily similar to the symbol of Chaos

[nayona96]

"What would a good big brother do?" Part 3

Part 1, Part 2

Things were going wrong. Very wrong.

Not for an eye untrained in the ways of Damianos Vallis, that is. But for Kastor it was obvious how WRONG it was.

It started off good enough. The three of them walked up to the De Vere brothers and said brief hellos to Auguste before turning to Laurent.

The younger blond had a carefully neutral expression since their group approached them. Kastor, although having known Jokaste for a long time and dating her for six months, still had issues with reading her face sometimes. And they were close, they talked about stuff and did things together and overall knew one another quite well. Kastor felt blessed to be trusted with Jokaste’s deepest dreams and desires. Not many could say that about themselves.

Despite all of that, he still found himself puzzled whenever Jo put on her poker face like a proper Lady Gaga fan. He couldn’t see through it as well as he would like.

So it wasn’t a surprise Kastor had a hard time reading Laurent, who he had just met, at this very moment.

“Laurent, these are my friends, Kastor and Damianos Vallis.” Auguste introduced them.

Kastor waved to Laurent while Damen laughed. “Do you always introduce people by their full name? Hi.” He offered his hand to Laurent. “I’m Damen. Nice to meet you.”

“Likewise.” Laurent’s voice was smooth like silk and pleasant to listen to, like one of those voice actors who do voiceovers for nature shows. Kastor realized he never asked Auguste about Laurent’s occupation. If the young man was unemployed, he’d absolutely recommend this career to him.

“This unpleasant guy here is Nikandros.” Auguste joked, earning a glare from Nik.

The younger blond exchanged more pleasantries with all of them. Kastor asked about his degree - it was in biology, Laurent wanted to go to vet school which was so damn cool, did you hear that, Damen? - and that started a conversation about everyone’s occupations. Nice, pleasant and proper.

Aka the exact opposite of what Kastor wanted to witness.

After some time Laurent excused himself to the bathroom, Damen and Nik offered to get everyone a drink, and Kastor took the opportunity to consult with Gus.

“What in the actual ever loving fuck, Auguste?!” He hissed.

“You’re getting less and less creative with your insults, dude.” Auguste deadpanned.

“My creativity isn’t an issue here, it’s your brother!”

Gus narrowed his eyes. “How is my brother an issue?”

“He’s nice!”

“Laurent’s not a dick, you know. He can be nice when he wants to.”

“Yeah but he was supposed to not want to be nice! Like, I thought he’d be this sassy ice queen you talked to me about. It all goes wrong,” Kastor nearly ripped hair out of his head, that’s how frustrated he was, “Damen will never fall for a nice person.”

Auguste sighed. “I think you’re overthinking it. And he dated Lykaios, remember her? She was the sweetest person on this planet.”

“He did date Lykaios but I also remember they broke it off after two months because the spark wasn’t there.” He pointed out. “My brother needs spice in the ass he’s eating!”

How Kastor found out Damen likes to eat ass is a story for another time.

Damen and Nik chose that very moment to return with beer for everyone. Passing a bottle to Gus, Damen said, “Your brother seems nice.”

There wasn’t anything indicating romantic interest in his tone and Nik released a relieved sigh, while Kastor wanted to smash something out of frustration.

He had to find a way to make Laurent stop being nice. Maybe not to the point of offending someone, despite the fact it would make Damen hot and bothered the fastest, but if the guy could throw in a sassy remark here and there, it should do the trick.

It was as if The Gay Gods have listened and answered to Kastor’s prayers, have smelled his desperation over all this Axe body spray he had used and decided to act accordingly.

Laurent strolled up to them, his expression closed off, body tightly locked and overall radiating a I’m Pissed Off Don’t Approach Or I Will Bite Your Head Off energy. Auguste was immediately on high alert, which further encouraged Kastor to be hopeful.

“What is it?” Auguste asked, eyes scanning his brother closely in search of some reason for his distress. “Did anything happen?”

“I bumped into the biggest asshole on earth, that’s what happened! Thank you.” The younger blond nodded at Damen who offered him a drink.

“I hope mojito is alright.” Damen smiled.

“It is.”

“What did the asshole do?” Auguste wouldn’t let it go.

Tenseness immediately returned to Laurent’s face. “Some idiot saw a WWF poster about saving the turtles on the wall and he tried to hit on me with a ‘I wonder if a turtle would make tasty skewers’ line.”

Even Kastor thought that was fucked up and he knew he wasn’t the brightest.

Damen looked positively scandalized. “What a dick! It’s not funny. What did you tell him?”

The words had the corner of Laurent’s lip jerk in a smirk. “I may have suggested he should end up being skewered, although the quality of his meat seems low enough even starving dogs wouldn’t touch it.”

“Where’s he now?”

Laurent took a sip of his mojito and deadpanned, “On his way to ER, I believe. He tried to grope me while sputtering nonsense so I may have sprained his wrist. At least. I think I heard something snap.”

It was as if the sun peaked from between the clouds, bathing them in its warmth and light. Nikandros looked like he was about to faint or vomit, Auguste still seemed concerned and Damen’s expression was of someone who just saw an angel descend from the heavens.

Kastor wanted to do a victory dance. His bro was half in love already.

“Nice.” Damen then mentioned, “You know, I could show you how to throw someone over your shoulder, if you felt like broadening your repertoire. Works on people bigger than you as well.”

“You would teach me?” Laurent looked hesitant but intrigued.

Damen flexed his biceps. “I own a few gyms and worked as a personal trainer for years.”

Pale blue eyes scanned Damen’s body closely and very slowly, as if trying to engrave the image into his memory. “I see.” He said, voice turning low and smooth. “I might take you up on this offer.”

Nik downed his drink. Auguste and Kastor exchanged a knowing look, the former now clearly convinced there was a spark between their younger brothers.