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Bon Appetit [Dead Plate Oneshots]
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"You'll never be full....."
Vibrant eyes, now looked dull and dead, like forgotten embers extinguished, leaving behind a vacant gaze that betrayed a soul weary from the weight of horrors inflicted onto him, coming from a person that he came to trust.
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[Oneshots filled with Rody x Vince! Even Headcanons Galore! All artworks including cover photo done by me : D ]
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