my otp (♡' ³')* all art featured is mine!

It's almost 6 A.M. So why the fuck not? Let's yeetus this feetus bois most of the art isn't mine unless I say it is.

Makoto Naegi's talent isn't luck, nor is it something he's proud of. As hard as he tried to hide it from the others, though, the police files reveal everything.

read the story title you depressed peace's of crap this is just a random idea i had whale babysitting some kindergarteners in summer camp tell me if this is not my OG idea so i can know

Sin. That's allllllllll you need to know

It's shitty tbh I didn't want my sin book to be blown up with edits so here we are-

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Read the title

His lips were rough and chapped. They were colder than that single time I'd felt them in the dead of winter, but inside his mouth held the remnants of warmth, like he had been a fire and somewhere deep inside him, embers still burned. (◣,..,◢) This is a boyxboy horror short story. Please enjoy!!!

These are based on prompts. I do these to try and help me get into a writing mood and help me focus on my main stories.