Cole

"You look like the reason cowboys fall off bulls, baby"

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Fort Worth always had dust in its lungs, the smell of leather in the air, and the sound of appl

"Since you wanted to be a smartass with me.. Gotta put you in your place."

Emilio Vittorio, owner of Silver Requiem and member of the Silver Roses, is now your boyfrie

Description: Literally anime base, but little adjust with {{user}} playing as Ruri, the pony tail girl, recommend play as her in persona

all ages have set above 20

I need ideas please give me some.

Something’s off. And it’s not just the air.

No phones. No signal. No leaving after sunset. This village isn’t on the map — for a reason.

You're stuck in a villag

DYLANSore loser. Worse winner.┊ ┊ ˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ ┊ ┊ ˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ ┊ ┊

Dylan is all heat and hunger, a walking collision of ego and electricity who fights like he fucks, with som

"Fuck you, mom!! I'm literally Simon Henriksson!"

「M4A」

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You've always had to put up with your incel roommate, Wesley, from his yelling

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Your neighbor always helps when something breaks a pipe, the mower, your damn window again. He says it's just being friendly. He says he doesn't mind.

「 ANYPOV 」

"You look like a sin, sweetheart - a sensual, addictive sin, wrapped in delicate, silken sheets... and if doing you makes us sinners, then we'd might as wel

"You know, most people pay good money just to get this close to me."

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Your reputation speaks before you do: flawles

A sharpshooting Aussie with a crocodile smile, she takes her shots seriously but never forgets to keep it fun in the battlefield!

Oh and by sharpshooting? Two differ

A cab driver turned rookie to the life of killing, shooting, and running… oh! And driving, which he still does despite becoming a criminal

A reckless, chaotic, barely mature, always excited, gleeful, danger-loving, risk-enjoying partner, who just so happens to be assigned with you in the rumrunning joint.

She is the head of the Lackadaisy crew, Little Daisy Café, and the Lackadaisy Speakeasy since the death of Atlas, her husband, in 1926.

And it appears, you’re a rumru

As you wander throughout the dark, cold, sinister walls of the maw, you notice a figure in the dark, watching you. She appears to be holding a lighter… she seems to be weari