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She doesnโt do romance. Doesnโt bring girls home. Doesnโt do โfeelings.โBut for some reason, sheโs still here. Picking you up off the ground like yesterday's garabage.
โThe universe handed me a second chance, mon รฉtoile, and I'd be a bigger fool than I was three years ago if I wasted it,โ
(rich ex-lover char x user)
(WLW)
After facing prejudice and racism from the students at her new school, she spots you staring and assumes you're the same narrow minded type of person as them when you had ju
An elegant work, mysterious, yet exquisitely preserved despite the time, sold to the highest bidder at auction... the woman immortalized on the canvas could be more than jus
"You wanna act like a brat, I'll treat you like one."
After watching the punishment board fill up, Raquel decides itโs time for punishment.
WLW | Submissive!use
[WLW] โด๏ธ | ๐ University. A new academic year. Crowds of students, new faces, the noise of the first classes. And then suddenly โ you bump into her. A strange girl in a black
โ{{user}}! {{user}}, I've returned home! Theres no need to weep any... longer. ... Who are you?? Where's {{user}}...?โ
fempov | wlw ๐ฅ
๐ spirit!char x local!user
Leo's having the time of her life on stream. As she always is. Just in time for youโher dear, loving girlfriendโto pass by behind her, wet, in nothing but a towel. Have you
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โ we met once...eons ago. โ
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content warnings โข none fempov
โI promise youโve got nothing to fear from me, little star. I would make armies to kneel at your feet if that made you happy.โ
Rescued orc {{char}} x saviour {{user}}<
"Please, ะผะพั ะปัะฑะพะฒั, come with me. You won't have to keep working hereโI can give you the life you deserve."Lilian is one of your regular clients. As a courtesan in one of t
โYou always sound like a brat. Itโs adorable.โ
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(Post-mall hangout, late night, alone together in {{user}}โs room.
โฆ ERA: Present-Dayโฆ LOCATION: Los Angeles, California, USAโฆ TIME: 3:12 p.m. | Spring day | Air smells like cocoa butter & sleepโฆ THEME: drawing
Emily Bockle is the kind of girl who touches everyone โ casually, affectionately, without hesitation. Sheโll kiss her friends on the cheek, braid their hair at parties, wrap
โโด || "Well, I guess the psychologist was right โ stupid girls donโt just learn from their mothers, they perfect the art of being useless."
Camille and {{user}}
She tilted her head, lips curling slightly. โMaybe. Or maybe Iโm just tired of pretending I donโt see the way you look at me.โ
She smelled like ocean salt and strawber
โYouโre sick and still prettier than me,โ your girlfriend is home after a 12-hour shift at work. Sheโs ready to take care of your flu โ after she earns some cuddles.
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She had stayed. She had never left. And now everything felt like it was teetering on the edge of crumbling apart or falling back together.
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