With my [redacted] decades of fanfiction reading and writing, I consider myself quite prolific at it.
But I have never read any fics written in Malay, because that's just not my cup of tea.
I have also never encountered English fics with Malay dialogues before, because I've never bothered to read fics based on Malay-medium fandoms in the first place.
I have never watched an episode of PHC.
Have heard of it, but never bothered about it.
But yesterday, I stumbled upon your blog by chance.
Yesterday, I discovered that reading smut written in English with Malay dialogues is hot as fuck.
Do I know who Kahar or Fakhri or Beja are?
Nope, I do not.
But fuuuuuck.
Reading the way you write about them? O yeah. Super hot.
Because it just hits different when the character says, "Eh, bila kau pancut? Tak ajak." It's just that much more naughtier.
So. This long ass rambling is just to say.
I thought I was prolific enough.
But yesterday, I discovered there's actually more fics out there for me to fap to ✨
Thank you 🫡
IM SO LATE BUT oh my godddd that’s such a high level praise thank u so much <3333
im so surprised u’ve never seen phc before tho!!!! i wonder how u found the fics :o but i hope by this time u gave the series a try!! i think its still on netflix? n nothing is more satisfying than seeing kahar’s brattiness on screen n thinking about how good he would look humbled n on his knees ^^
ngl i havent enjoyed writing porn in a while since these fics HAHA the malay dialogues just feels so much more dirtier,, aaa i miss writing about them
thank YOU for this long message!! i appreciate it so much and i’m always happy to assist in someones fapping sesh ^____^
(4k) (full) sweet unsuspecting twink DP‘ed by step brother and his best friend
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The director flips his interview script and smiles at the youngest of the three, sitting there squeezed in between the other two. A rookie, and this will be his major debut.
“Amir, ni first film you kan? Apa perasaan dapat kerja dengan abang Aedy dan abang Sky?”
“Um, kinda nervous. Since they’re both really well known in the scene.“ At that, Aedy places a comforting hand on Amir’s thigh and gives him an encouraging squeeze. Amir laughs softly. “Tapi Amir dah get to know abang Aedy dan Sky, dan Amir percaya yang diorang akan jaga Amir.”
Amir flashes the camera a bright grin, it feels boyish and innocent—so unlike the situation that he’s in.
(Or: They’re all still actors in this. Just in gay porn films.)
crossposted on ao3!
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Scene 1
The scene starts off in a living room. Sky sits languidly on the couch playing with his phone when a shirtless Amir walks in, a towel slung around his shoulders. He beams at the sight of Sky.
“Eh, Aedy tak roger pun abang datang.”
Sky looks up and smirks at what he sees. His eyes take in the sight of Amir in front of him, all bare skin with his short shorts riding up his thighs. He looks innocent enough that it doesn’t feel purposefully showy, but his body is already meant to be a seduction on its own.
“Aku ada hal nearby so aku tumpang tidur sini jap. Abang kau baru keluar, ada kerja.”
“Ohh,” Amir says in that faux interested tone. He doesn’t care about where his brother went, he’s more interested in the fact that Sky is here. Amir clearly has a little crush on Sky, the way he lingers around is telling enough.
He slings his towel over his shoulder, hair still mostly damp when he goes to the kitchen where Sky is. He doesn’t miss the way Sky eyes his shirtless body and leans on the counter, his arms pushing out whatever little chest he has to show.
“Bang, Amir nak mintak advice ni.” Amir lightly bites his tongue in between his teeth, contemplating on the question. But fuck it, he has to take his chance talking to Sky while Aedy isn’t here. If his step brother were to hear this then he’d have to prepare for an earful about menjaga batas and the dangers of having free sex.
“Asal?”
“Tak la, abang kenal kan girlfriend Amir tu?”
“Yang rambut pendek tu kan? Hot gak.”
Amir’s slightly taken aback by the comment, but he brushes it off. “Umm, so relationship kitorang macam dah start develop…” Amir lowers his voice even further, a bit hesitant to continue. “Lepastu dia macam nak take a step further tapi…”
“Kau still virgin ke, Mir?”
Amir flushes over the direct question. “Ha’ah.”
“Kau nak aku advice?”
See, Sky is cool. He’s chill and so unlike Amir’s step brother. He plants these ideas in Amir’s head sometimes, things that feel wrong but would be so good to do.
“Entahla, Mir. Aku rasa kau ni macam kena practice benda-benda macam ni.”
“Practice macam mana?”
Sky pats on the seat on the couch beside him, not really moving to make space so Amir would have to squeeze in between Sky and the armrest, high bare thigh against Sky’s jeans.
The determined focus is cute on his face. It’s almost as if he doesn’t know that he’s about to be defiled. Still, they’ve actually done this before. He doesn’t get to act so shy.
“Macam haritu, kau cakap nak learn how to kiss, so aku tolong guide kau.”
“Tu before Amir ada girlfriend.” Amir is acting coy, that much is obvious. He wants it bad but he’s trying to get Sky to chase him a little. “Kalau buat sekarang macam… cheating.”
The thing is, Amir isn’t reluctant, he actually looks curious. He’s just playing hard to get, asking for a little push so he doesn’t seem too willing. Sky just thumbs at his knee casually, eyes shamelessly taking in Amir’s body in front of him.
“It’s not cheating kan? Kalau sama-sama laki.”
It feels so elementary but Amir nods, flushing over his own eagerness. Sky’s smirking down at him like a wolf.
“Sini.” Sky pats on his thigh, legs spread enticingly and Amir clearly eyes the bulge in between. He bites his lower lip and crawls on top of Sky to sit his little butt down on his thighs.
Even when he finally has height over Sky he’s still the one getting led during the kiss. He lets Sky’s tongue in easily, so naturally like he’s used to it. Got his practice in for kissing, at least. But sex—Amir groans into Sky’s mouth when he feels a large hand groping him from behind, pushing the little shorts up, until they barely hide anything.
Sky pulls away first, then trails his lips down Amir’s jaw, down to the length of his neck. Amir moans when he feels teeth, and starts to rock his hips while Sky sucks marks into his skin.
“Nak lagi…” Amir asks shyly. He feels himself getting hard, but so is Sky. He’s been rocking his hips, rutting his growing hard on against Sky and the older didn't seem to mind. He hums against Amir’s skin and trails a hand in front now to fondle him over his shorts.
Amir whines and bucks his hips, trying to get Sky to touch him more. “Lagi…” he begs breathily.
They’ve done this before. Perhaps it had been more than just a kiss. The way Amir rocks his body against Sky’s had been too natural and experienced for someone who acted so shy over his girlfriend asking him for sex.
“Like I told you last time—nak mintak for anything kena melutut dulu.”
Maybe Amir should start explaining to his girlfriend that he’s better at being on his knees and sucking cock than he is at using it.
Scene 2
The scene cuts to Aedy coming home. He parks his car and opens the door, coming out and looking put together with his button up and tie. He slams the door closed and makes his way to the house.
He swings open the door with a sigh. “Weh, aku tertinggal wallet, kau ada nampak—“
When he walks in, the first thing he sees is his step brother on his knees, in between his best friend’s legs. Sky’s still fully clothed, but the clear suggestion of what was about to happen is obvious.
“Amir?”
Amir turns around, wide eyes and mouth a pretty red, looking kiss-stupid and scared. “Aedy? Kenapa kau—“
“Aedy, adik kau goda aku,” Sky drawls languidly, hand casually patting Amir’s head.
Amir’s eyes widen at the accusation that is… somewhat true. But it wasn’t completely on him. But he’s the shirtless one, with a hardon that’s straining in his shorts. He looked like a complete prostitute. “Tak, Aedy—“
Aedy slams the door close behind him and Amir flinches over the loud sound. Sky is somehow unbothered by all this, a smirk playing on his lips when he grabs Amir’s face to look up at him again.
“Tak sangka kau reti takut dengan abang kau.” Sky laughs at his wide-eyed look.
He’s used to seeing Amir act up, thinking he has the rights to just because he had an issue with Aedy’s father as a kid. Their age gap was big enough that Aedy only stayed patient and kind, all the while nagging him at most when he did irresponsible things.
This is just something interesting for Sky to watch. He wonders how it’s going to unfold, because he knows better as an audience—Aedy’s protective streak came from something more possessive.
Aedy remains quiet when he locks the door behind him. His keys are thrown on the table and tension grows thicker the longer Amir stays on his knees. So he tries to push himself up, find higher ground so he doesn’t feel so much like a prey but then Aedy’s heavy hand pushes for him to stay down.
“Cuba tunjuk kau buat apa dengan Sky.”
Amir makes a noise of surprise. Isn’t—isn’t Aedy angry over his involvement with Sky? Why’s he trying to get Amir to show him?
“Kau pandai kan menunjuk?” The things that Sky says are just meant to get Amir into bigger trouble with his step brother.
He pulls Amir in by the hair, presses his face close to the bulge that’s been waiting for his attention. “Cepatla, selalu kau yang tak sabar nak hisap.”
Amir closes his eyes, heart probably beating in his throat from how threatened he feels with Aedy in the room. The older remains silent, watching the way Amir slowly moves to unzip Sky’s jeans, shyly mouthing in hopes that Aedy will think it’s enough embarrassing him like this and leave them alone.
But he stays watching, and Amir can’t tell what look he has on his face during it. When Sky forces his head down until Amir gags, he holds from whining out loud, embarrassed of Aedy hearing him. But he can’t help the wet noises, sloppy with the way he drools all over Sky’s length when the older uses his mouth like a toy.
“Sedap sangat ke mulut budak tu?” It’s meant to be a scornful remark, but Aedy can’t help the interest in his voice.
“Paling sedap aku penah rasa,” Sky grins. “Ada je guna mulut dia selain cari gaduh dengan kau.”
Amir squeezes his eyes shut at the jab. Sky’s grip is too tight on his hair that he can’t pull away to argue back. And maybe it’s the lack of oxygen, but he’s getting a little heady just from having a cock in his mouth.
“Kau tak rasa adik kau lagi sayang aku daripada kau?” Sky casually throws out the question.
Aedy knows Sky’s just joking, trying to get a rise out of Aedy. But it actually struck a chord inside him. Something he already felt but didn’t want to acknowledge. He doesn’t know why he’s getting jealous but he does.
“See?” Sky pulls Amir’s off his length by his hair, his pupils are blown wide, looking so drunk off sucking cock. “Nampak kan dia suka gila.”
Amir clearly favourites Sky, Aedy knows this. It always rubbed him the wrong way when Amir calls Sky as abang, when he doesn’t even do the same to his own step brother. But seeing the brat that he’s always known, finally tame on his knees, he finally gets why.
It’s hard to say if Amir is even pretending to be embarrassed by this anymore. He’s just melting in the attention, pupils blown, he’s clearly drunk on cock by now, losing his grasp on trying to act reluctant.
Aedy joins in then, getting a tight grip of Amir’s hair and pulling him into his bulge. Even while clothed, Aedy looks big, already hard in his shorts just by watching Amir blow his best friend.
Aedy grinds his bulge into Amir’s face, moving his hips like he’s already imagining what it’s like to fuck his mouth. The younger only looks up from under his lashes, half lidded and heady from the promise of Aedy’s girth. Amir turns his head to mouth at Aedy’s bulge, tongue peeking out in a desperation to taste. He feels it growing further under his attention and his mouth waters.
“Aedy,” Amir whines, hand moving slowly along Sky’s cock, distracted by the other one in his face. “Aedy, cepat la.”
Aedy stares him down, head tilted to the side and contemplating on something. The he says, “Kau kena start panggil aku abang.”
Amir flushes at his request. For some reason it feels even more humiliating than being on his knees asking for cock. “Perlu ke start sekarang…”
“Cepat cakap.”
Amir bites his lower lip, he really doesn’t want to, it’s embarrassing. But he just gets so sweet when you get him to behave. His voice is gentle, a little shaky, and so, so needy. “Abang… cepatla…”
Aedy grins, finally pushing down the waistband of his pants and his cock springs out, veiny and thick. Amir wonders if he can even take the whole thing into his mouth.
“Bukak luas-luas,” Aedy orders lovingly.
Aedy’s girth is a stretch, and he doesn’t give Amir any time to process the size of it. He pushes in, poking his cheek out from the inside, teasingly at first before pushing Amir’s head down onto the rest of his length. Amir gags, coughing smothered by Aedy’s length inside his mouth, and he’s a whole mess of drool and tears running down his face.
Aedy fucks his cock in meanly, so unlike a good brother that he tries to portray and it’s from the frustration of taking care of Amir the past few years only for him to be taken away by someone else first.
He fucks until he settles his cock in the base of Amir’s throat, forcing tears out of his eyes and onlyletting go once it’s teetering near too much. The two older guys stand side by side then, letting Amir alrernate between sucking their lengths, both of his hands occupied and his mouth working harder than ever.
Scene 3
The scene cuts to them moving to the couch, and Amir is fully naked while the other two have taken their shirts off. He’s on his hands and knees before Sky pushes his head down so he can properly present himself. Aedy takes his place behind Amir, cock rockhard and rubbing between his crack like a starved man.
The camera finally gets a good look at Amir’s privates then—waxed clean and clearly stretched before the filming. But still, it's a small little thing. A tight pucker that would look obscene stretched around the length rubbing against it.
Aedy pulls his hand back and lands a hard spank that gets Amir to jump. Then he lands another hit, the sound loud and sharp at the slap of skin. Amir moves away with a whine. “Taknak, sakit…”
Aedy pulls him back in by his hips, resting his hard length on top of his reddened cheek this time. “Next time kau buat perangai, aku takkan stop even if kau menangis,” Aedy gives a dark promise.
Amir nods, already sniffling.
The initial stretch is always difficult. Amir chews on his lower lip, squirming when Aedy keeps pushing in, like his cock is never ending from how much it felt. It didn’t seem possible from how small Amir’s hole looks but Aedy manages to feed his entire length in. The rim stretched tight to fit him.
“Sedap?”
Amir nods mindlessly, back curved and asking for more. This doesn’t feel like his haughty act anymore, Amir’s just taking it like he’s used to. Fucking back against Aedy’s thrusts while he nurses on Sky’s, mouth opening like a natural. Amir has never looked more comfortable. It’s like he belongs there, spitroasted on both of their cocks.
His length jumps with every thrust of Aedy’s cock. Drooling out precum even without anyone’s attention of it, already so close just from being fucked from both ends. It’s hard to reach down like this, he needs to hold himself up, but he wants to touch himself.
Amir tries to let out a whiny and garbled ‘abang’ with his mouth full of cock. He doubts they’ll give him what he wants, but he can try. He’s unsteady, lowering himself on his elbows before trying to reach a hand down. But his efforts stop short when Sky pulls his head up by his hair.
Amir whines in loss when Aedy pulls out, his hole winking when he tries to clench on nothing. He was so close to coming, if Aedy went on a little longer, if he let Amir jerk himself off—
“Pusing, aku nak tengok muka.”
Before he could fully move himself, Amir’s vision spins when he gets manhandled on his back. Hands are pushing the back of his thighs and he’s exposed again, every inch of skin displayed for everyone to leer at.
The position feels wildly intimate like this. Aedy pushes his legs open until the strain starts to hurt and almost folds him in half, then he aims his hard length, pushing it in without warning.
“Abang—“ Amir gasps out. The pace Aedy sets is immediately brutal, harsh like he’s trying to chase Amir’s breath away. “Ah, aba—“
His cock is hard, despite the harsh treatment. He wants to come, but Aedy has his wrists held down, body weight completely smothering Amir’s underneath him and he can’t move, he simply has been pinned there to take it.
He feels a hand on his face, large and strong hand petting him before slipping two digits between his lips. They push down his tongue and purposefully digs in deeper until he gags. Amir moves his head to the side but he can’t run—Sky simply laughs and keeps fingerfucking his mouth.
The struggling makes Amir clench around Aedy unknowingly, getting his step brother to groan and stutter in his movements. He pulls out then, clearly affected and having to hold himself back from coming. He gives a quick swat to Amir’s ass when he moves back, and letting his legs down, signalling it was Sky’s turn to take over.
“Sini,” Sky situates himself on the couch, and Aedy manhandles him until he’s sitting on Sky’s lap, his cock long and hard as Amir remembered. He misses having it in his mouth.
“Kau pandai kan gelek?” Sky teases him. It’s meant to make Aedy jealous, the knowledge that Amir has been showing himself off to Sky while acting like a haughty little brat with Aedy.
Amir bites his lips and lowers himself down onto Sky’s length. He’s a natural, circling his hips and riding the length like he’s made for it. The title of a whore that they called him really fits him.
He becomes a little shameless, then. Enjoying it too much from the way he bounces and chases after his orgasm. He strokes his own cock with a hand and holds himself steady with the other by gripping Sky’s shoulder. Then he gets too lost in his own pleasure, just grinding and circling his hips while he fists his length quickly and finally comes.
They don’t reprimand him for it—not yet. They just watch him as he gives them a little show. Sky seems to enjoy how much tighter he gets during his orgasm, and Aedy’s leaving marks on his neck, kissing sloppily and biting on top of the ones Sky had left before.
He’s worked up, almost panting with want now from the little show Amir gave them. He’s rutting his hard length against Amir’s skin, right along the crack like he’s demonstrating what he’s trying to do. His rutting feels filthy, impatient from waiting, aiming his cock against Amir’s already stretched hole like he’s trying to shove in next to Sky.
Trying—until Amir starts to feel the pressure. Aedy holds his cock still, thumb pushing at his cockhead.
“Jap,“ Amir gasps out, panicked. He’s actually about to force his cock in Amir’s already filled hole. “Ma—macam tak muat je.” Sky pulls his head down by the nape, burying Amir’s face into the crook of his neck to restrain him.
Aedy’s other hand is pushing him flush against Sky’s body, refusing to let him move while Sky helpfully spreads him open even further, fingers digging into the flesh of his ass. “Boleh je ni.”
“Abang,” Amir whines out, hugging Sky close to him as his hips try to move away but there’s nowhere to run. He chews on his lower lip, forcing himself to relax when he feels Aedy’s thick cockhead trying to push, but it’s too much, he’s already so full. “Aku—ah, Amir takleh tahan—“
“Sikit je lagi, Mir,” Aedy coos, but his voice is so rough, it feels more predatory than it is comforting.
It’s too big, Amir sobs. They’re both generously sized individually but together they’re going to ruin him. “Tak boleh,“ he pants. “Abang besar sangat—“
Amir feels his hole starting to give into the force and keens, feeling like all air is pushed out of his body. It’s a tight fit, Aedy had to really shove himself in and Amir thinks he’s drooling, crying a little and completely overwhelmed by the stretch of Aedy’s length against Sky’s.
And yet—Amir’s own cock kicks weakly in turn, releasing ropes of cum against Sky’s abdomen like a betrayal. He’s already coming again. No one’s going to believe him anymore if he says he can’t take it—not when he just came after being pushed over his limits. Sky laughs meanly, sliding his hand in between them to roughly jerk Amir’s cock.
“Ah—jap, too much—“ Amir pleads, hands scrambling against Sky’s back.
“Cakap tak tahan tu sebab kau nak pancut lagi ke, Mir? Ingatkan sebab sakit.”
“Tak,” Amir sobs, voice breaking in his moans when Aedy shoves in deeper. He can’t take it—
“Sedap sangat ke? Sampai takleh cakap dah tu.”
“Abang Ae—“
Amir thinks he’s shaking, moaning weakly into the crook of Sky’s neck when Aedy fucks in, in, in, right to the hilt and Amir didn’t think it was possible. He’s so full, stretched thin like never before. It’s hard to breathe, much less let a sound out. It’s too much but somehow good. He doesn’t have a single control of his body left and it should be scary. He’s simply getting used by them.
Then Aedy pulls out, and fucks in one deep thrust. Again, and again while Amir hiccups out his moans. Sky also moves his hips from under Amir, slower but he could reach much deeper in this angle. They’re both taking turns fucking him in tandem while Amir’s own cock is still half hard, just drooling out cum as he’s getting double fucked.
His body doesn’t feel like his own anymore, just sandwiched there in between larger bodies and made to take it like a good fucktoy. They’re not nice about it too. It doesn’t matter that Amir had just came, toes curled from sensitivity, he’s just a sweet hole for them to fuck into.
Amir thinks he sees spots in his vision when he comes again, and he’s so overstimulated he’s going to pass out but they just keep going—making a mess of him, of his hole. Stretching him and ruining him for anyone else after this. Amir had never been fucked completed stupid like this before.
They make him feel like it, with the way Aedy grunts and coos out his name, tells him how much sweeter he is like this, how if he knew the way he could get Amir to listen to him was just to fuck him open then he would’ve done so earlier.
Sky starts kissing him at one point but it’s all one-sided, Amir can barely keep up. He just lets Sky lick inside his mouth while he just whines everytime Aedy fucks in too roughly.
It feels like they go on forever—it doesn’t matter to them if he’s came, if he sobs from oversensitivity, he’s only there to take the both of them until they’re done ruining him open. Sky is the first to come, groaning into Amir’s jaw about how good he takes it, how he’s born for this, and Aedy joins soon after, tells him he should’ve done this earlier if he knew how much Amir wanted it.
And Amir is so full, too overwhelmed to even talk. He whimpers and whines in between them and he doesn’t think his body even belongs to him anymore. Soon after they’re done they pull out of him, and Amir gasps because he can feel the cum slowly drooling out, tries to clench but he can’t—not really able to stop it.
They manhandle him onto his knees then, pushes his head down and holds his hips up in a tight grip. Then someone pulls his cheeks apart, showing off the gape even further. It’s an obscene contrast of how it looked before they started.
It winks when Amir tries to close it, some of the cum dribbling out despite his best effort. Aedy’s greedy fingers shove inside to show how loose he’s gotten, easily swallowing up three of his thick fingers and Amir can only let out a weak moan.
“Dah puas? Lepasni takkan goda orang dah kan?”
Amir weakly nods his head the best he can in this position. He doesn’t think they’re even looking at his upper body right now.
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Post-scene Interview
“So how was it, Amir?”
“Umm,” Amir laughs breathily, shaking his head. He’s resting his weight against Sky’s after the older actor had wrapped Amir up in the blanket and pulled him in with a side hug. “More intense than I expected. Abang Aedy pandai berlakon garang, Amir almost takut betul-betul tadi.”
Aedy joins them again, sitting by Amir’s other side after he’s done putting his pants back on. The three of them are seated in the same order they started with, except now Aedy and Sky are topless. Amir’s still naked underneath the blanket they provided him.
“Sorry, abang buat ganas sangat ke tadi?” Aedy asks in worry, leaning in to cup Amir’s face and observe his expression.
“Tu la kau, Aedy,” Sky drawls at the side, eyes still on his phone. His character in the scene wasn’t any different from him in real life. Maybe he’s just a bit more affectionate. “Kesian budak ni, baru first day dah kena hentam. Amir dah la budak baik.”
Amir only laughs once they start to nitpick and bicker with each other while he’s stuck in the middle. He just met his older co-stars but it’s easy to feel comfortable with them. He has a feeling they’ll be called in for another project soon.
omg i just read your gloryhole fakhrikahar and it's saurr good??! do you plan on posting it to ao3? cause i wanna save it properly and jorking to it <3
oh yea i forgot about that 😭 i was planning to actually! will do it this weekend maybe hehe
for @karlmarxverstappen @blorbocedes and @scuderlia
It’s not fucking fair that Max gets to be this cool, regal, and majesic Maine Coon whatever the fuck cat breed. Lando spent an hour on Monday poking at his own cat ears in the mirror, wondering why the fuck they were so small.
post-austria. magical realism. catboys. additional warnings in the author's notes.
blurb:
“Is it, like…” Lando starts, staring at his hands, “you know.”
Max makes a noise. “Um. I don’t, like, know.”
Lando turns his head toward Max, then his eyes flick down, and his face goes very hot.
Well, he thinks. Might as well just say it.
“Like your—dick, mate,” Lando says, and tries not to linger too hard at how his voice cracks on dick.
“My dick?” Max asks, astounded. He takes a sip of his Red Bull.
Lando scrambles. He feels his tail slip out from under his polo, where he tried to tuck it in, and peek from the space between the top of his chair and the horizontal seat, swishing wildly behind him. “Like with male cats, you know?”
Max blinks at him. His ears twitch, turning inward. “Are you asking me if my dick is barbed?”
do you think kahar has a full bush? or does he shave
ngl i do think he’s a bit of a peacock so he shaves <3
also like my own personal interests aside—the binya blood runs in his veins so he’s prim and proper out of habit even when he’s being a rebel, but it mostly affects how Conscious he is with being perceived, esp once he gets attention for once. so he’s a flirt, and a bit of a bitch, so being vain just kinda comes in the package
therefore he’s shaven clean because if we take the fear of being Found Out out of the picture and kahar can act like his usual self in this au, he’s def showy as fuck about it bc he’s confident. he’s always seducing someone anw smh
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