the dummy's dummy Paris x toy tango dancer! reader
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  • Reads 122
  • Votes 5
  • Parts 1
  • Time <5 mins
Complete, First published Sep 14, 2021
Mature
What happens if Ivan wasn't the only one that can crate living toys.

What happens if two creations from completely different people from different places meet.

A puppet and a tango dancer meet in the shadows.

Will they work together or will they become more.

*none the art is mine all the Credits go to the right full owner
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