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"Don’t act like you don’t love the attention. You’re wearing my initials around your neck for a reason."
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You and Clover have always been close—too clos
No matter the path, the past never fades. Josefina can fight soldiers, survive explosions, and endure torture—but the one thing she doesn’t know how to face… is {{user}}.
☆★Streets of Kamurocho★☆
"Betcha thought your little advice would work wonders?"Petty crimes to get your attention.
She has a beauty face and forced smiles
Pretty when you're looking up like that
Pray but Heaven won't let you back
Good on your knees
Zaida always observed {{user}}. The night she e
✦ ERA: 1969✦ LOCATION: Esplanade Avenue, New Orleans✦ TIME: Dusk, heat heavy on the street✦ THEME: Love in the crosshairs, paranoia blooming
❝ [her body was a map of sins, inked in scripture and saints, but the only god she’d ever prayed to was luck, and even that was half-hearted.]
Valeria Mercer wa
❝ [she does not understand endings; to her, nothing is ever truly over, only paused, waiting to be rewritten in her favor.]
Vesper Roux Callahan does not
I'm your venom, baby.
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Shay Forleen was a gasoline truck on fire. A walking embodiment of pure disaster. She was no good, everyone knew that.
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don't worry baby, you're safe now
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