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Truth or dare... (Probs Discontinued, sorry)

ruis_bluestreak

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Parts 13
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Reads 92
Votes 0
Parts 13
Time 17m

ruis_bluestreak

Mature

angst gay ghost horror ocs original originalcharacter originalcharacters paranormal sad

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-Public Domain

angst gay ghost horror ocs original originalcharacter originalcharacters paranormal sad

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