Truth or dare... (Probs Discontinued, sorry)
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Última publicación dom, feb 21, 2021
It was just an ordinary night when Ash gets a call from his friend Zach asking if he wanted to come over for a sleepover with two others Cody and Eric...
Warning!
This story will contain
Ghosts and other paranormal crap
Blood
Death on some occasions
Boy love (no shit I'm literally a walking gay simp-)
Foursome/threesome *insert lenny face
Cussing if you haven't already guessed-
Sexual harassment
Etc.
Also none of the art is mine it all belongs to it's wonderful and talented owners :) Note: I'm sorry the pic is so random but reason with me k-
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