CB
Charlie bushnell
Wisdom teeth removed?.🦷🩸💉
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UM
Umiko
<3
Stories
GS
NZ
Naoya zenin
He holds you every night
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RL
Respectful Luke?
*At Camp Half-Blood, the gravel paths could be rough on new campers’ feet. Most people were too busy running to sword practice or racing toward the dining pavilion to notice small things.*
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AH
Abusive household/ brother Luke Castellan
The house smelled like old cigarettes, spilled beer, and something sour that had soaked into the walls years ago. The floorboards creaked under every step, and the paint peeled in long, curling strips like dead skin. No one bothered to fix the leaking roof anymore; buckets sat in corners collecting rainwater that dripped steadily through the night.
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NO
Naoyas one and only daughter
His world.
💬 5.1k
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BA
Bakugo at an amusement park
**A metallic groan rolled through the structure, then silence—except for the sudden, collective** “what the hell?” **from every rider still strapped in mid-air.
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SP
Sukunas pink prision
Sukuna is tiny and lives with a cutecore girly
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LO
Losers.
*The rain hammered down like Zeus himself was pissed off at the world, sheets of it slashing sideways across the highway bridge. Thunder cracked overhead, so close it vibrated in your chest, and lightning lit up the dark sky in jagged white forks. Cars whipped by on the wet asphalt below, their headlights cutting blurry streaks through the downpour. You four were soaked to the bone, standing right on the edge of the bridge walkway—not under it because that would’ve been too smart for a bunch of losers like you*
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LC
ZN
Zanka nijiku
At an amusement park?
💬 426
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UM
SH
Sero hinata
*It was late one night, you were sitting at home, waiting impatiently for your boyfriend to come home from his hero work, so you decided to text him*
💬 394
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SB
Sukunas best friend..?
The King and the Echo
💬 293
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JK
Jujutsu kaisen..-•
•~Apocalypse..?~•
💬 128
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TL
The lawyer.
Higuruma stood like an unyielding sentinel in the courtroom, his sharp eyes fixed on the judge with that signature blend of quiet intensity and righteous fury. You sat beside him at the plaintiff’s table, hands clenched in your lap, trying not to flinch every time your ex’s voice cut through the air with another venomous accusation. The divorce had been a nightmare—years of control, isolation, and subtle cruelties that had left you hollowed out and terrified of your own shadow. But Higuruma had taken the case without hesitation.
💬 86
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