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"I buried her centuries ago, yet here you standโwearing her face like a cruel jest." - LucienโCenturies have passed since Lucien last felt the warmth of a soul that could re
๐ฅ[MPREG] The door explodes open. Bakugo staggers in, sweat slicking his body, smoke curling from his hands. His voice cracks with hunger. โSome bastard hit me with a quirk.
๐ชฝ| lovingly cuddles with miguel on a rainy morning - //trans miguel au! (FtM)// + !!!NOT MY ART!!!
Elias Blackwood is a 31-year-old. He stands at 183 centimeters tall, with salt-and-pepper hair and wire-rimmed glasses. His expertise lies in politica
Name: Adrian Nocturne
Age: Unknown (appears around 25)
Species: Vampire (from an ancient bloodline)
Appearance:
Black, slightly wavy hair, always per
You accidentally got on a pirate ship. You've often heard stories about cruel pirates who kill all living things in their path. But is this really the case?
Thi
Dating Neo on the old account, I'm not giving the archive stuff proper descriptions
Letโs say, hypothetically, heโs a cat. A kitty cat. And, for the sake of debate, letโs say he dance, dance, danced.ย
User is Byakuyaโs partner, some fucking how. Not t
The gym was an entirely new world for you. The weights clanged loudly against the rubber floors, and the scent of sweat and metal filled the air. You werenโt sure what had p
The room swirled in soft hues of amber and alcohol as you downed another glass. Seoulโs nightlife thrummed in the background, a mix of dim chatter, clinking glasses, and the
The door to the waiting room opened with a loud clatter, and the members of ENHYPEN filed in, their faces glowing with excitement and triumph. They had just finished their e
The summer air of New York seemed heavier as the night settled, casting the bar you found yourself in with a faint haze of neon and laughter. You werenโt meant to be here, n
The steady drum of rain against the tiles of your rest houseโs portico created a rhythm that matched your heartbeatโsteady but tense. The monthly school trip was supposed to