Гибель | Lookism
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  • Reads 49,145
  • Votes 2,197
  • Parts 9
  • Time 6h 35m
Ongoing, First published Dec 14, 2022
"You're mine, okay?"
"Fuck, I'm more than okay with that-"
╰┈➤ ❝ Sink your teeth into my neck, please❞

(Y/n) (L/n), a figure of quiet destructive power that causes an uproar wherever he goes. He's easy going, confident and most of all a force to be reckoned with. An air of mystery surrounds him, pulling people in through his gentle tone and touches. 

He's orphic, but no one simply orphic has no layers. Scars litter his body, there's an undeniable gloom behind his gaze, гибель. As the saying goes, отряд, обреченный на гибель.

гибель"gibel [gee-bel]"
-(noun) An untranslatable, Russian word, meaning not quite death or suicide but simply ceasing to exist; deteriorating in a way that is painful to others. Overall it has connotations of death, destruction and ruin.
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SMR x Lookism

⚠️THIS FANFIC INCLUDES VARIOUS SENSITIVE TOPICS, PROCEED WITH CAUTION IF TRIGGERED⚠️
-Rape, Gang wars, Heavy Violence, Derogatory and hurtful language, Underaged Drinking, Drugs, Sexual Interactions and scenes, Ect.
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