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Kรถnig {Call of Duty}
Kรถnig is too tall, too quiet, too easy to misread before anyone bothers to look closer. He's been navigating that his whole career. The hood helps. Not much, but some. He noticed you from the first day โ your sightlines, your reaction time, the way you moved in the field. He processed it internally, the way he does everything, and said nothing until a mission went sideways and it was just the two of you in a tree line twelve minutes from extraction. His shoulder was solid against yours in the dark. He didn't move it away. He said we're fine twice. The second time wasn't tactical. A slow burn about two people who've both spent too long being perceived as something before anyone looked closer โ and are quietly, carefully, starting to look.
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MIMiirekonig / sweet on you (v)
on a joint op with kortac, the nervous masked guy always seems to appear at the right time.
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K๏ฟฝxnsync~Black File Unit: 141~
Task Force 141 is deployed where failure isnโt an option and survival is never guaranteed. As the newest addition to the worldโs most feared special operations unit, youโll discover that the deadliest threats arenโt always on the battlefield.
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๐นBathmethusเนเฝฒเฝฒเพโ๐ข๐ฌ๐ช๐ป๐ผ ๐ฃ๐ธ ๐จ๐ธ๐พ๐ป ๐๐ฎ๐ช๐พ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฏ๐พ๐ต
The bedroom was quiet except for the soft little noises coming from baby Isla in Zurayaโs arms.Three days.Three days since labor.Three days since Kรถnig had cried the moment he held their daughter for the first time.Three days since Zuraya looked in the mirror and stopped recognizing herself.
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ZTstar12๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข ๐ถ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐บรถ๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐.
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๐นBathmethus~Double Trouble: Bites back~
A classified military research subjectโhalf human, half engineered wolfโawaits transfer from a sealed glass containment unit after being labeled a potential โguard assetโ by Project Canis. When two elite operators arrive to evaluate you for deployment, the line between experiment, weapon, and living being begins to blur in ways no one fully controls.
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๐นBathmethus~ แด แดแดสสแด แดสแดแดสสแด: สษชแดแด๊ฑ สแดแดแด~
แด แด๊ฑษชษขษดแดแดษชแดษด: โ๊ฑแดสสแดโแด/ส แดแดษดแดแดษชษดแดแดษดแด แดแดษชสโ สแดแด แดสแด ษดแดแด แด๊ฑ๊ฑษชษขษดแดแด แด ๊ฑษชษดษขสแด สแดษดแด สแดส. สแดแด แดสแด แด๊ฑ๊ฑษชษขษดแดแด แด ๊ฑส๊ฑแดแดแด แด๊ฐ แดแดษดแดสแดส. แดแดกแด แดแดแดสแดแดแดส๊ฑ. แดแดกแด แดสษชสแด๊ฑแดแดสษชแด๊ฑ. แดษดแด ๊ฑแดสแดแดแดแด.
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