Crab
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Crab, he has no life, or he thinks he doesn't. He stands there, claws dug in the hot sand. ' Luis, he has no good life, and he has little hope left. He stands in his problems, mind clung to his confusion in life. ' Yeah, they can manage, alone. I mean, they can live. They have food, shelter, water and clothes. Well, I suppose one of them do. WARNING: -contains suicidal moments and knifes/blood/scars and wounds. -contains a very weird concept. -isn't serious, some information may be incorrect as crabs are not on my research list. -contains some form of lgtbq (there will be no kissing). -this is for mature readers. -contains immense crying.
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𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐖𝐘𝐍 wears pain like a second skin. It's all she's ever known, etched into her bones, buried beneath forced smiles and hollow laughter. A walking contradiction: all sin and sorrow, smoke and shadows. Once passionate, once burning bright, now nothing but ash and ruin. She pretends well, too well, but behind the sharp tongue and unbothered eyes lies a girl screaming to be seen, yet terrified someone actually might. 𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍 was born into a world already at war with him. Pain wasn't just a chapter in his life, it was the whole book. Raised in shadows, fed by poison, his lungs filled with smoke and silence. He never asked for love. He never believed he deserved it. Drugs kept the demons quiet. Cigarettes kept his hands busy. Until her. The only good card he's ever been dealt, fragile, feral, and just as broken as him. Together, Liora and Ares are destruction wrapped in desire. A love not meant to be touched, yet impossible to resist. It's messy. Chaotic. Addictive. The kind of love that tastes like sin and feels like home. It's the kind of love that leaves scars, and still, they keep reaching for each other, again and again. What happens when two shattered souls try to build something whole out of ruin?

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