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# 𝙂𝙖���π™˜π™π™žπ™–π™ π™ͺ𝙩𝙖 Λ£ π™π™šπ™–π™™π™šπ™§ by akazaa_
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π–³π—ˆ π—π—π—‚π–Όπ—οΌŒπ–  π—Œπ—‰π—π–Ύπ—‹π—‚π—π–Ύ π—π—π—ˆ π—…π—ˆπ—π–Ύπ—Œ π—†π—Žπ—Œπ—‚π–Ό π—†π—ˆπ—‹π–Ύ 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 π–Ίπ—‡π—’π—π—π—‚π—‡π—€οΌŽπ–¦π–Ύπ—π—Œ π–Ίπ–Όπ–Όπ—Žπ—Œπ–Ύπ–½ π—ˆπ–Ώ π—π—π–Ύπ–Ώπ—οΌŒπ—€π–Ύπ—π—π—‚π—‡π—€ π—Œπ–Ύπ—‡π— π–½π—ˆπ—π—‡ π—π—ˆ 𝗍𝗁𝖾 π—‰π—‚π—οΌŽπ– π–Ώπ—π–Ύπ—‹ 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 π—Œπ–Ίπ—π–Ύπ–½ 𝖻𝗒 𝖺 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇 π™˜π™‘π™€π™–π™ π™šπ™™ π–Ώπ—‚π—€π—Žπ—‹π–ΎοΌŒπ—π—π—ˆ π—Œπ—Žπ—€π—€π–Ύπ—Œπ— π—ƒπ—ˆπ—‚π—‡π—‚π—‡π—€ 𝗍𝗁𝖾 π–Όπ—…π–Ύπ–Ίπ—‡π–Ύπ—‹π—ŒοΌŽπ–³π—π–Ύ π—Œπ—‰π—π–Ύπ—‹π—‚π—π–Ύ π—‡π—ˆπ— π—π–Ίπ—‡π—π—Œ π—π—ˆ π—Œπ—π–Ίπ—‹π–Ύ 𝗁𝖾𝗋 π—†π—Žπ—Œπ—‚π–Ό 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 π—‰π–Ύπ—ˆπ—‰π—…π–Ύ 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 π—ƒπ—ˆπ—’ π—π—ˆ π—ˆπ—π—π–Ύπ—‹π—ŒοΌŽ 𝘎𝘒𝘀𝘩π˜ͺ𝘒𝘬𝘢𝘡𝘒 𝘝𝘒𝘳π˜ͺ𝘰𝘢𝘴 Λ£ π˜οΌπ˜™π˜¦π˜’π˜₯𝘦𝘳. Slight Yandere, oc mentioned but doesn't interact at all with characters or (Name), only shows up and talked about for (Name)'s vital instrument.
MASQUERADE | Tamsy Caines by Asuna_Luino
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"I didn't know you were married, Tamsy?" - Cleaners "Well, neither do I" - Tamsy Caines A random kid showed up at the HQ claiming to be Tamsy's child. One he'd never known he had. He wanted to deny it, yet all the allegation seems to throw buckets to his face. "Aren't you curious who my mother is?" "Not really." Note: The reader is the mother, not the child.
α΄€α΄œΙ’α΄œκœ±α΄› κœ±α΄›ΙͺΚŸα΄’α΄€. by worldsapart
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When Semiu assigns you to assist August Stilza, the Cleaner HQ's most brilliant and impossible designer, you expect long hours and messy work. You don't expect the storm of ego, caffeine, and chaos that comes with him. August insists he doesn't need help. You insist he does. Between tangled wires, half-finished gear, and the strange beauty of his cluttered world, you begin to see the cracks beneath his perfection. You're just supposed to organize his schedule and fix his messes. But in a city built on trash and second chances, even the most reluctant partnerships can start to matter. A slow-burning story about patience, pride, and the art of building something together.