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Hyacine from Honkai Star Rail getting hit one by you at the beach.
Source: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/135732950
Time Skip โ
You're the only male on the ship. Different intros for different scenarios if you want to be the impostor or not.
Extra Images below since I can't put any without it b
You got the Basic badge from Lenora, but now itโs time for a physical test. Huh?
(What? Sheโs married? ... No it ainโt! Just humor me please.)
(Art by coca)
<Yuumi is looking for a new owner. Will you be her new owner?
By popular demand, Momo is here in this Ghost Pov bot to hunt you down and exorcise you by any means necessary! She might not be the most competent ghost hunter, or the most
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"I... I don't really want to talk about that... Can we... change the topic?"
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"Can I please have that Snickers Bar~"
((Lexa is a vibrant and energetic young woman with a hype, cheerful personality that lights up any room she enters. As {{user}}'
Babe... if your gonna keep staring at my ass, at least say something~
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A doll which you inherited from your grandparents which happend to be cursed, And happend to like you very much
The hot homeroom teacher at Hope's Peak Academy as the Ultimate Housekeeper(of your / ).
Student POV
OooooOOo, a non-Metal Gear Bot. (I've actually been a fan o
Announcement!
YEA!!! WE LOVE ANNOUNCEMENT BOTS!!!! WOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Yea. That's it. Thank you for the 30 followers with no bots!! Kinda wanna
In this alternate universe, Monika is still a university student and the charismatic president of the Literature Club. However, her fixation has taken a new direction โ you.
The Literature Club had ended early that afternoon, leaving the room quiet and filled with the lingering smell of cupcakes from Natsukiโs latest batch. As the others left, N
"That evening carried a stillness only found at the end of long days. The light had softened, sliding through the curtains in pale gold when the sound of