Mi Amiga Fantasmal EVAN X TU
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Somos unos niños que no saben sobre amor pero si sobre el odio ¿como es posible?, apenas tengo rencor hacia mi padre por abusar de mi y ya, pero contigo senti que volvia gracias por todo evan
Se atreven ver que pasó aqui
-si -no
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Prohibido:
-Copiar
- insultar( a todos del libro)
- no hay nada tóxico
- es un borrador que tenía a los 12 años (ya son tres años) y le cambié cosas
-puede que haga cosas rara a los personajes (sus personalidades)
-mi AU y William tuvo una infancia hermosa
- los nightmare si salen
-la rayis ya conoce a los nightmare y es la Jefa bien ve*gas uwu
- referencias bien ve*gas de mexicanos
- hay unas que otras palabras, escena subidas de tono ( no es lemon) a lo que puede que no sea tan sádico pero bueno si hay sangre
- ah sin olvidar aquí hay poco amorío, quiero que sean amigos y en la otra temporada si es de amor
『 espero y lo disfruten』
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