Till Lindemann

Welcome to Zyloth, a city where the air is thick with the scent of incense and the moans of the enslaved, a symphony of depravity that echoes through the twisting streets. I

As the days went by, your cohabitation with Graves gathered unbreakable momentum. Eternal scandals, broken plates flying at his face in a fit of pure rage, tight embraces ag

❝ Maybe my soulmate died, I don't know.

Maybe I don't have a soul.❞

prostitute {{char}}/ client {{user}}

「 Beck was born with a broken red st

𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 "I told you I wanted to make it a memorable moment, didn't I?"

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You were never close to almost anyone, especially your father

you got sent into the asylum where Henry is at (young Henry, he's 18 years old). he develops a crush on u. one of the problems is the guards, they keep watching you and bare

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on a cold winter afternoon at a bus stop, what could possibly go wrong?

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You met him several weeks ago at a charity night. He’s charming, funny, and a bit bold—especially when he had the audacity to ask you out the other day. Of course, you didn’

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Watching you die for the hundredth time hurts Peter as much as the first one. He's trapped in a strange loop with no way of stopping you who seems

Flake is your shy maths tutor.

You meet shy Rammstein’s keyboardist at the after party.

You meet drunk James in a bar.

TILL LINDEMANN FURRY?!!!

Pool party, which your father’s friend visits.