One Shots *Trixya*
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MatureOngoing2h 12m
Last published Tue, Nov 19, 2019
Lots of smut as I'm apparently good at it
Some fluff
Too much angst. Like this is were feelings come to die.
If there's any warnings I'll usually do it on the chapter but be careful because I'm brutal when I'm fucking with emotions.
Go check out Save Me, Love Me, Forbidden, Kitten and Lady Shady the Fallen Queen (coming soon. Still. I promise.) which are my other stories.
Message me requests and suggestions or if you want to collab x
You must message me if you want to base a story off of one of these one shots. You can do it but there are some conditions.
I also swear. Surprise, surprise.
I'll change the cover when I can. If you want to make one go ahead. But for now this is just a random trixya pic x
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