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  • There's Only One You на LtCharlesLorem
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    Sandalphon meets a friend each week at a coffee shop. But the employees there seem to have gotten the impression he is abusing his young friend. Sandalphon doesn't really care what humans think, but he does care what his demon thinks.A
  • caramel latte. на prufrock
    prufrock
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    There was a girl who often lived in her own thoughts, and sometimes these thoughts were large and merciless places. On most days, all she could do was think. There is a boy who's thoughts consisted solely of her.
  • In my eyes, it's only you •Wonyoung × Gaeul• на 2867_ty
    2867_ty
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    "Thank you," The girl says as she takes back her papers. "You should get to class, you said you were running late." She gives her a smile and a nod, she proceeds to walk her way. Wonyoung finally realizes what she was doing before and runs to class. Was she in love? Has Jang Wonyoung fallen in love once again? [ DISCONTINUED ]
  • Tea. на JonathanPagan1980
    JonathanPagan1980
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    A dark little tale about a quaint tea shop
  • Ginger Snaps на JadenBlythe
    JadenBlythe
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    Written for: KristinaSanchez384 Written By: JadenBlythe Summary/Prompt used: Starbucks baristas, An artist meets their muse, Disaster scenario.
  • Me and my 7 Vampire Baristas на Sri_Shreshta
    Sri_Shreshta
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    Lost in the rain, I stumbled into Eclipse Café, never expecting to find seven dangerously beautiful baristas... or the secret they were hiding. They don't eat. They don't age. They don't open until sunset. And they don't like when other boys breathe near me. But behind the fangs and sarcasm are broken hearts, quiet pain, and a love so protective it might just make me believe in monsters again. They weren't just vampires. They became my chaos, my comfort, my found family. Because sometimes... You don't run from the monsters. You run to them.