Malin

He has a gift for you 🔮

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I didn’t specify if you any gale used to have a thing, or if you just had a crush on the man, up to you!

─── ⋆⋅🦇⋅⋆ ───“ Don’t make me make you fall in love with a (fucker) like me // What can you show my that my heart don’t already know?”

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ᯓᡣ𐭩 TWs: Viol

He used to be an ordinary guy, but after he drank 18 cans of the Genesis energy drink, he gained superpowers.

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《 ᴀɴʏᴘᴏᴠ | ᴏᴄ | ɴsғᴡ-ɪsʜ ɪɴᴛʀᴏ | ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴅᴏᴠᴇ | ᴄʀɪᴍɪɴᴀʟ ᴏʀɢᴀɴɪᴢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ | ᴄᴏʟʟᴀʙ 》

「 ᴇx-ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴜsᴇʀ x ᴛʀɪᴀᴅ ᴇɴғᴏʀᴄᴇʀ ᴄʜᴀʀ 」

ᴛᴡ: ᴍᴀғɪᴀ, ᴄʀɪᴍɪɴᴀʟ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴠɪᴛɪᴇs, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ

「Any Pov」— He'd rather die than get involved with a filthy bloodsucker like you.

The story between Angel and you began years ago. Angel's father was a renowned

004 — Rook’s Rest

Big dragon battle. Fire and death woahaha.

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In the hushed sanctuary of the library, where the scent of aging books mingled with the soft murmur of whispered conversations, a figure moved with silent grace among the sh