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The Saint is a Crime Lord - [Visual Novel] Note: if the screen is wonky, go to the bottom right corner. There should be the four square arrows to adjust the screen
*emerges from a dungeon covered in blood and tears* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAJDDJDISIAAOO old men yaoiiii
My firend told me to draw them on a date in oceanarium so uhh theres that, i have no idea when i will make the rest but id like to think this is a good start?
Part 1 of idk
day 31: halloween ft james and lily ;)
happy samhain everyone!!
💞The final chapter is up!💜
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What a journey! I hope you guys enjoy and I hope it's been worth the wait^^
Should I be posting updates to two different fics back to back? Maybe not. Do I care? Not really xD
I alone can’t keep you safe
fear
Death
Page 17 (END)
Rainfall
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Description:
“I was only ever so cruel to Wuming,” he says, voice barely audibly above the wind. Hua Cheng hears him—no sound will ever be loud enough to prevent his husband from hearing everything Xie Lian has to say.
“To you,” Xie Lian continues. He tries to keep his breath steady, but it’s hard because this is the first time that he is sharing this with his husband—his first time uttering the very words into existence at all. It is the first time he is admitting not only to his husband, but to the ground, the sky, the ocean—about how much Wuming’s death had haunted him.
(Or, Xie Lian will sit in the rain, and let the memories held within each raindrop wash over him. Rainy days will always lead him to the place he will never, ever forget, and for the first time, he takes Hua Cheng with him.)
Tags: Hua Cheng/Xie Lian / Introspection, Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Hurt/Comfort, Post-Canon, Hua Cheng as Wuming (technically, very briefly, but its important here), Reflection / Rated T / 13, 927 Words
𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐡 [ao3]
Explicit ♥️ Armand/Santino ♥️ Words: 4,658 ♥️ Week 5: CNC for @vamptember's Kinkfest
“And what is it that you would have me do to you?” His fingers were dancing over Santino’s Adam Apple now and the warm, throbbing vein that lay along it. Armand could feel his pulse beating hot against the soft pad of his fingertips. “Beat you? Starve you? It would be very hard to starve you, old as you are. And where could I lock you away that you could not escape from?”
Santino looked past him at one of the impressionist paintings on the wall — a Henri Matisse piece, a landscape that, stared at long enough, would dissolve into a patchwork of greens, blues, and tans. At last, he said, “As you wish.”
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